Not at all what I had expected, no searing pain, no feeling of my skin being flayed as I writhed in agony, part of me was disappointed, another part r...lieved, whilst all the time I was aware that what was happening was out of my control, I could only accept whatever was decided, how hard, how long, how painful.The stinging grew slowly, seeping through my body, my senses. Little by little my only thought became the stinging, so gradually did it build that there was never a point where it began. Over her right foot, where her ass cheek billowed out, the brand of a French lily marked her skin.This place was called Bordello. The old woman had told her its name. It was a room with no windows. There were no colours but red. Red damask had been stretched over the walls. A huge bed stood covered with red satin pillows, red satin sheets, and red silk draperies. Her knees sank deeply into the red carpet. And even the lovely Japanese lacquered armoire was a shining red. All was red, except for. Theydaren't do more until she was back downstairs."Now let's have a closer look," said Kelly, the tweezers back in herhand."This won't hurt too much, will it?" he said with concern."No, but surely you know that," she answered. Paul realised hismistake.She leaned in and started to pick out the hairs to pluck."Ouch!" he cried as the first one was removed. He knew he had to bequiet. His sister would be back shortly and keeping her nose out of itwould be difficult in the least.After a few minutes. .. Mommy.”She smiled. “Mommy. You haven’t called me that in years. I love it. Now get your cute keister in the bath. Daddy wants you scrubbed clean.”I did. I groaned as I sank in. The warm water rose up my thighs and then engulfed my sore ass. I it was heavenly. I knelt in the water then leaned back. She shut it off, the water only filling up to just above my waist, leaving my stomach and breasts dry. I sighed again, my bruised ass drinking in the warmth.While Mommy stripped.I watched her,.
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