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Subject: The Bank Manager's Radio Controlled Slave - part eighteen
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'The Bank Manager's Radio Controlled Slave'
Part Eighteen
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Copyright: 1986 thru 1997. Christine Stevenson.
Susan had a lot of ground she wanted to cover. She had
read and seen so much now on the subject of Female
Domination that she was in a hurry to try everything.
She inspected the equipment that Karin had kept at the
flat for use on Davinia and found a number of toys she
would like to try.
Susan took Davinia into the bedroom and removed her
dress, then the two girls lay on the bed dressed in
their lingerie and heels. They caressed gently and
kissed passionately, as slowly they excited each other.
Eventually Susan's hand strayed down to Davinia's
panties, "Oh dear, Davinia! You're being male again,
aren't you?" Davinia nodded regretfully. Then Susan
grabbed Davinia by the balls and explained, "I will
either have to put your belt back on or punish you
myself. Do you want your belt back on Davinia?"
"No Ms. Jennings," Davinia obediently replied.
"You leave me no choice, do you? Turn over!" Susan
ordered.
Susan gagged Davinia with a strap on ball gag and
fastened it at the back of her head. She strapped
Davinia's arms and legs to the straps provided at the
four corners of the bed, picked up a cane which was
hanging on the wall and pronounce, "Your first
punishment from me will be for lust and a lack of
interest in your Mistress' pleasure. Too much self
interest and exhibiting male sexuality, when your
Mistress desires a female companion to please her. Need
I go on?". Davinia realised that in her condition she
was not expected to answer. Susan continued, "I am
going to be severe with you Davinia. You must be set a
firm example to teach you to take your role more
seriously."
Susan had no idea how many strokes she intended to
give, as this was the first punishment she had ever
administered. She knew though, that she wanted to make
this first beating a memorable experience for both of
them. She had fantasised over this moment for so long
now, that she had a lot of pent up desire to release
into Davinia's backside.
Carefully avoiding the lower back, which she knew from
the books Karin had lent her could be dicey, she laid
stripe after stripe down over Davinia's cheeks. She
enjoyed cutting the strokes into the overhang of
Davinia's bottom, above the top of her thighs. After
about thirty strokes she wondered how red Davinia's
bottom would be, so she pulled her panties down over
her suspendered thighs to look. She felt pleased with
the result so far. Davinia was breathing heavily
through her nostrils but looked like she could take
plenty more yet.
Susan had read that the best area to apply the cane was
that three inch band of flesh, above the tops of the
thighs and below the bony area of the upper backside.
She decided to test her aim, and so laid the next
thirty back and forth across that narrow band. Pacing
panther-like around the bed every third stroke, she
applied the cane in batches of three quickly applied
cuts. Her skill quickly developed and soon she had a
swathe of bluish red flesh that burnt like a brand into
Davinia's soul.
Davinia, who had taken many a beating over the previous
couple of years, was impressed with Susan's skill with
the undercut and assumed that she was very experienced
with the use of the cane. As Susan dropped the cane
with a clatter onto the dressing table, Davinia also
assumed that it was all over. She sighed thankfully, as
that had, without doubt, been one of the most powerful
punishments she had ever received.
Davinia's blue/red band passed directly over her anal
entrance. Susan, pulling the sore flesh around to
examine her handiwork, noticed this. With an amused
smile she strode quickly to the dressing table drawer
and pulled out the dildo pants she had seen there.
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