slightly open. He breathed hard from his lotus position.
Jay groaned louder. I took a step back now, then a step forward in time with the lash.
'Keep them doggies moving, Raw-hide!'
Step back, step forward, lash!
Norma started to look worried. I am an awful lot bigger than Jay, and I was using all my beef. Then Jay began to tremble and her groans ran into a bubbling scream. There was no mistaking an oncoming orgasm of titanic proportions. Norma brightened up. I readied myself for the last lap.
Lash! Lash! LASH!
Jay struggled furiously in Norma's firm grip. Suddenly Norma transferred both of Jay's wrists to one strong hand and with the other gripped the Lawrence hair. She tugged hard and Jay's head arced up.
LASH!
'YEEEEEEEEESSS!'
Jay's legs kicked. Norma pulled her to and fro by her tangled hair as I kept up the bombardment on her rear end.
I judged the moment before her orgasm became uncontrollable. I stopped.
Silence.
Jay screamed.
She screamed again.
I raised the whip and steadied myself. I waited. And waited again.
Silence.
I struck.
The whip came down on her red raw bottom with all the weight of me and my piratical forebears.
Jay's body convulsed as the climax rolled through her. Norma, eyes wide, held her firmly with one hand round her wrists and one hand in her hair.
A drop of bright blood appeared on Jay's thigh where a stray strand nicked her. Quick as a flash lraC darted forward and licked it away. He sniggered.
'RAW-HIDE!'
Dan Ackroyd's voice faded into the end of the track.
'Whoof!'
Norma looked as exhausted as Jay and me. lraC looked curiously untouched.
Mmmmmmmm…
There really is nothing to compare with the deep satiety of the post-disciplinary phase. Slowly, languidly, I slid to the carpet, printing a brief, grateful kiss on Norma's sturdy and now rather sticky knee. She looked down at me with a mischievous smile.
'Better?'
'Much better!'
It was a strange feeling, yet completely erotic. I crouched on the floor, thoroughly and stringently chastised, both buttocks tingling with the heat from the flogging, virtually naked but for my skirt, a crumpled hitched-up mass about my waist. Suddenly, a rush of self-consciousness washed over me and I blushed, felt the color seep up my throat to stain my cheeks. Slightly confused, I rearranged what was left of my clothing. Now I wanted to be alone with Harry, needed to feel him penetrate me, take me, hold me.
'Gosh, is that the time? Sure does fly when you're having fun!'
The buxom girl had a promising future in clairvoyance. Too shaky to stand, I sat on the rug, watching Norma wriggle into her nurse's outfit. Sexily, she swayed over to Harry and pressed a kiss upon his cheek. His gaze lingered longingly over the crevasse of cleavage and one hand slipped up her skirt to pat her broad behind farewell. Harry sighed resignedly.
'lraC, help Miss Norma with her coat, there's a good lad.'
'Yessir!'
Norma rummaged in her handbag and extracted a calculator. One long scarlet nail tapped furiously, then she pursed her lips and smiled sweetly.
'That'll be $350, Harry dear. Extra for the, erm, special services. Kinky's always double the rate. Plus, of course, it's after hours…'
I watched Harry's face reorganize itself and wondered if Norma knew she was dealing with a savvy financial entrepreneur and card-carrying Econo-Mart aficionado.
'Now, now, Norma, I'm sure you wouldn't have missed this little extravaganza for the world! No need to cheapen it into a financial transaction. Why, we've put such a show on, perhaps you should be paying us. What do you think Miss Lawrence?'
'Definitely!'
I had regained my equilibrium. Fiscal matters have an unerring tendency to de-fog the brain cells.
Norma's jaw set like ready-mixed concrete and she belted her raincoat with a rather violent action which suggested that she wished Harry's neck was in situ.
'You'll be sorry, Mr. Neptune. I have connections.'
Harry smiled indulgently.
'I should hope so, Norma. You'd fall apart otherwise. Look, we'd hate to see you go home empty-handed. Here's a little something for you. Never let it be said that we're not generous.'
Bemused, Norma took the small piece of paper and scanned it intently.
'Ten per cent off at the Delhi Belhi Tandoori House? I hate curry!'
She stamped one stilettoed foot and lraC promptly ejaculated.
'I'll have you know it's the best in town! After all, the service is quite outstanding.'
Harry clapped his hands.
'Well said, lraC! You've been most attentive. Well, it's been fun, boys and girls, but now I really must get my beauty sleep.'
Glaring balefully, Norma stuffed the voucher into her purse, grabbed a large handful of mixed nuts and stomped out, a grinning lraC in tow. Harry snorted. I watched his crinkles collude in mirth.
'What's so funny, big boy?'
'I've just realized that that voucher is now out of date. Expired at midnight. Oh well, perhaps lraC will take pity on her when she pops in for her steak and chips. Did you have fun?'
I popped Harry's nuts into my mouth and nodded, enthusiastically.
'Yes, I did. Especially being punished before witnesses. Feel how wet I am now.'
Laughing, Harry lifted me up and sat me on the kitchen counter. I spread my legs to show him what the night's events had done and he traced the trembling contours of my juice-drenched pussy with one long forefinger before kissing me long and hard.
'Bedtime.'
'Yes, dear.'
'Ye Gods, I'm exhausted.'
'You must be getting old, Mr. Neptune.'
'Just you wait, Miss Lawrence…'
Mr. Neptune's Convalescence
Jay plonked herself down on the side of my bed and popped a grape from a paper bag into her mouth.
'Hey, they're supposed to be for me!'
'Mmmmmyah. I'm testing them for poison.'
'Who's going to poison me?'
'I am.'
Charming. Meet my little friend, Jay Lucrezia Lawrence.
'And why, pray, should you want to off a helpless invalid?'
'Because your pathetic state of health has dragged me back to this benighted boil on the prairie.'
