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tanuno
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Model's B-side abuse
Vivi's nude photo session had started normally. After a few shots, though, the photographer cuffed her wrists and ankles together, and took a great care in moisting her whole body with a sponge. He was particularly insistent on her most sensible parts. Then he posed her for the next shot, he made her bend over... it was then that he grabbed her hips with both hands...
... at the end of the day, she got quite more than she was expecting.
Model's B-side abuseVivi's nude photo session had started normally. After a few shots, though, the photographer cuffed her wrists and ankles together, and took a great care in moisting her whole body with a sponge. He was particularly insistent on her most sensible parts. Then he posed her for the next shot, he made her bend over... it was then that he grabbed her hips with both hands...
... at the end of the day, she got quite more than she was expecting.
tanuno
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[Bazzell] Gimpi- 067 (Meets Jack's Friends)
Hello boys, girls, and non binaries! I think it’s about time we looked in to see what Gimpi is doing. I wonder if she's been being a good slave? Let’s see shall we? Oh Gimpi, it seems you’ve somehow disgraced yourself again! Sometimes one cannot help but suspect your bad behaviour is wilfully deliberate!
Gimpi- 067 (Meets Jack's Friends)Hello boys, girls, and non binaries! I think it’s about time we looked in to see what Gimpi is doing. I wonder if she's been being a good slave? Let’s see shall we? Oh Gimpi, it seems you’ve somehow disgraced yourself again! Sometimes one cannot help but suspect your bad behaviour is wilfully deliberate!
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[Whitehaven] A Lesson in Humility 1
“Here,” Annika pointed imperiously toward the concrete floor, dozens of square meters of it. “We clean that by 10 AM. It’s a challenge, but we’ll get it done!”
On the way to the storage room, she had regaled Meghan and Lizzie with the tale of what had happened the day before. How she had assisted Sir Whitehaven in rescuing those two girls from the slavers. They listened with rapt attention. Annika seemed immensely proud that Sir Whitehaven had entrusted her with such a big responsibility.
Meghan looked sideways toward Annika and smiled. Even scrubbing the floor was a mission for the blonde head girl. If only she wouldn’t take herself so seriously all the time!
In general, Meghan liked the blonde powerhouse. Meghan had spent the last 1½ years in Sir Whitehaven’s household, living out her submissive urges to the fullest and loving it. She had witnessed how Sir Whitehaven had delegated more and more of the minutiae of running his household to Annika, who took care of her duties with diligence, boundless energy, and stern discipline toward the girls under her command.
Meghan had to concede that Annika usually treated her fairly and punished her only when her work left something to be desired, but that was often enough, given Annika’s exacting standards. Just last week—Meghan’s back still hurt from the whipping.
She secretly wished that the head girl would taste some of her own medicine. Maybe then Annika wouldn’t—literally—crack the whip over them with such abandon?
“Let’s go!” commanded Annika, wielding the mop like a staff of command.
A Lesson in Humility 1“Here,” Annika pointed imperiously toward the concrete floor, dozens of square meters of it. “We clean that by 10 AM. It’s a challenge, but we’ll get it done!”
On the way to the storage room, she had regaled Meghan and Lizzie with the tale of what had happened the day before. How she had assisted Sir Whitehaven in rescuing those two girls from the slavers. They listened with rapt attention. Annika seemed immensely proud that Sir Whitehaven had entrusted her with such a big responsibility.
Meghan looked sideways toward Annika and smiled. Even scrubbing the floor was a mission for the blonde head girl. If only she wouldn’t take herself so seriously all the time!
In general, Meghan liked the blonde powerhouse. Meghan had spent the last 1½ years in Sir Whitehaven’s household, living out her submissive urges to the fullest and loving it. She had witnessed how Sir Whitehaven had delegated more and more of the minutiae of running his household to Annika, who took care of her duties with diligence, boundless energy, and stern discipline toward the girls under her command.
Meghan had to concede that Annika usually treated her fairly and punished her only when her work left something to be desired, but that was often enough, given Annika’s exacting standards. Just last week—Meghan’s back still hurt from the whipping.
She secretly wished that the head girl would taste some of her own medicine. Maybe then Annika wouldn’t—literally—crack the whip over them with such abandon?
“Let’s go!” commanded Annika, wielding the mop like a staff of command.
tanuno
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[Whitehaven] A Lesson in Humility 2
Lizzie’s head flew up when she heard a male voice from the direction of the storage room’s entrance. It was her second week in Sir Whitehaven’s household, and she still jerked every time he addressed her.
“Morning, girls!” Sir Whitehaven said cheerily, “Making progress, I see. Good, good. Your attention for a minute, please.”
A Lesson in Humility 2Lizzie’s head flew up when she heard a male voice from the direction of the storage room’s entrance. It was her second week in Sir Whitehaven’s household, and she still jerked every time he addressed her.
“Morning, girls!” Sir Whitehaven said cheerily, “Making progress, I see. Good, good. Your attention for a minute, please.”
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[Whitehaven] A Lesson in Humility 3
Watching Annika’s grim face, I knew that she knew what this was about. I let the girls stew and fidget for a moment, enjoying the view. Then, I noticed something that required correction.
“Lizzie, c’mon!” I said with a tone of mild reproach. The girl flinched and returned my stare with a fearful deer-in-the-headlights look. “Don’t hide your crotch! Hands to the side or behind you! Look at Meghan: That’s a textbook ‘Emarukk’ stance. Good girl, Meghan!” Lizzie's hands flew behind her back where she clasped her wrists.
I cleared my throat and continued, focusing on my head girl: “Annika, we have some unfinished business from yesterday, remember? Why don’t you tell the others how you earned six lashes?” I wiggled my right hand, idly holding a whip.
Annika winced visibly. She had probably hoped that I had forgotten about that.
“And to get ready for that, my dear, please undress.”
A Lesson in Humility 3Watching Annika’s grim face, I knew that she knew what this was about. I let the girls stew and fidget for a moment, enjoying the view. Then, I noticed something that required correction.
“Lizzie, c’mon!” I said with a tone of mild reproach. The girl flinched and returned my stare with a fearful deer-in-the-headlights look. “Don’t hide your crotch! Hands to the side or behind you! Look at Meghan: That’s a textbook ‘Emarukk’ stance. Good girl, Meghan!” Lizzie's hands flew behind her back where she clasped her wrists.
I cleared my throat and continued, focusing on my head girl: “Annika, we have some unfinished business from yesterday, remember? Why don’t you tell the others how you earned six lashes?” I wiggled my right hand, idly holding a whip.
Annika winced visibly. She had probably hoped that I had forgotten about that.
“And to get ready for that, my dear, please undress.”
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[Whitehaven] A Lesson in Humility 4
With somewhat morbid curiosity, Lizzie looked forward to what Annika had to say. She knew that whippings were happening from time to time in the Whitehaven household. Meghan had been whipped just days before she arrived; the welts were still visible.
Although Lizzie would never tell anyone, she had wondered what it would feel to be whipped. It would doubtlessly hurt, but it would also be exciting—in a brutal way.
“I—” Annika let out a sound halfway between a sigh and a grunt of annoyance, pulling off her vest while she talked. “I laughed when one of those girls said something extremely naïve. She clearly hadn’t been around a lot.”
“No, Annika,” remarked Sir Whitehaven, “that’s just the symptom. Think, girl. Why did you think she was naïve?”
Because you always know better, eh? Lizzie thought by herself, judging from what she had seen of Annika so far.
“Err—” Annika contemplated the question for a moment, then admitted: “Because that was pretty arrogant of me, right?”
Sir Whitehaven nodded, unable to hide a slight smile: “Yes, pretty much! See, you’re smart enough to know better. It’s not a good look to be an asshole, and this is to make sure you remember that.” Turning to Meghan, he added: “Please help her get ready. We’ll do it right here: Use one of the rings on the wall behind me.”
Lizzie’s excitement grew. She was about to witness her first whipping.
A Lesson in Humility 4With somewhat morbid curiosity, Lizzie looked forward to what Annika had to say. She knew that whippings were happening from time to time in the Whitehaven household. Meghan had been whipped just days before she arrived; the welts were still visible.
Although Lizzie would never tell anyone, she had wondered what it would feel to be whipped. It would doubtlessly hurt, but it would also be exciting—in a brutal way.
“I—” Annika let out a sound halfway between a sigh and a grunt of annoyance, pulling off her vest while she talked. “I laughed when one of those girls said something extremely naïve. She clearly hadn’t been around a lot.”
“No, Annika,” remarked Sir Whitehaven, “that’s just the symptom. Think, girl. Why did you think she was naïve?”
Because you always know better, eh? Lizzie thought by herself, judging from what she had seen of Annika so far.
“Err—” Annika contemplated the question for a moment, then admitted: “Because that was pretty arrogant of me, right?”
Sir Whitehaven nodded, unable to hide a slight smile: “Yes, pretty much! See, you’re smart enough to know better. It’s not a good look to be an asshole, and this is to make sure you remember that.” Turning to Meghan, he added: “Please help her get ready. We’ll do it right here: Use one of the rings on the wall behind me.”
Lizzie’s excitement grew. She was about to witness her first whipping.
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[Whitehaven] A Lesson in Humility 5
When Meghan started binding her hands, Annika gulped in anticipation of what was to come. Even though it had been months that she had felt the leash herself, she knew that it would hurt. Many times, she had meted out whippings to the other girls and watched them scream in pain. Annika did not like pain, but she understood it was what gave the ritual its potency.
At the same time, Annika could not help but feel the excitement of being bound, of being naked and helpless: Her heart pounded when she contemplated the inevitability of being submitted to this punishment. It did not compensate for the dread, but it added to a strange mixture of emotions stirring in her belly.
“Recognize it?” asked Sir Whitehaven, holding out a short whip, “It’s the same you used on Meghan last week. I thought you’d appreciate getting the same treatment.”
From the corner of her eye, Annika saw a slight smile playing over Meghan’s lips.
Damn! I whipped her too hard. Twelve lashes for accidentally dropping a glass of wine. Annika realized that, in her anger about the mess the accident had caused, she had been too harsh on Meghan.
Like with her careless mocking of that girl they’d rescued, she realized that Anika had started seeing others as inferior. The whipping was a wake-up call to be more considerate in the future.
Annika briefly considered begging Sir Whitehaven for mercy but knew that this would be pointless. Instead, she swallowed hard and nodded: “Yes, Sir, I understand.”
A Lesson in Humility 5When Meghan started binding her hands, Annika gulped in anticipation of what was to come. Even though it had been months that she had felt the leash herself, she knew that it would hurt. Many times, she had meted out whippings to the other girls and watched them scream in pain. Annika did not like pain, but she understood it was what gave the ritual its potency.
At the same time, Annika could not help but feel the excitement of being bound, of being naked and helpless: Her heart pounded when she contemplated the inevitability of being submitted to this punishment. It did not compensate for the dread, but it added to a strange mixture of emotions stirring in her belly.
“Recognize it?” asked Sir Whitehaven, holding out a short whip, “It’s the same you used on Meghan last week. I thought you’d appreciate getting the same treatment.”
From the corner of her eye, Annika saw a slight smile playing over Meghan’s lips.
Damn! I whipped her too hard. Twelve lashes for accidentally dropping a glass of wine. Annika realized that, in her anger about the mess the accident had caused, she had been too harsh on Meghan.
Like with her careless mocking of that girl they’d rescued, she realized that Anika had started seeing others as inferior. The whipping was a wake-up call to be more considerate in the future.
Annika briefly considered begging Sir Whitehaven for mercy but knew that this would be pointless. Instead, she swallowed hard and nodded: “Yes, Sir, I understand.”
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[Whitehaven] A Lesson in Humility 6
Annika stood tied to the wall, waiting for the inevitable. She jumped when she felt Sir Whitehaven’s hand tenderly caressing her shoulder.
“You are smart and passionate, Annika, and I love you for that,” he said quietly, so that only she could hear it, “and I don’t want to watch you turning into an asshole. As my head girl, always try to be a role model for the others.”
Annika gritted her teeth and nodded.
Sir Whitehaven continued: “Take this as a wake-up call. Be better from now on.”
A Lesson in Humility 6Annika stood tied to the wall, waiting for the inevitable. She jumped when she felt Sir Whitehaven’s hand tenderly caressing her shoulder.
“You are smart and passionate, Annika, and I love you for that,” he said quietly, so that only she could hear it, “and I don’t want to watch you turning into an asshole. As my head girl, always try to be a role model for the others.”
Annika gritted her teeth and nodded.
Sir Whitehaven continued: “Take this as a wake-up call. Be better from now on.”
tanuno
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[Whitehaven] A Lesson in Humility 7
Wielding the whip requires practice. The objective is to hit the right portion of the body with the right amount of force. The best way to train for wielding the whip is, of all things, playing tennis. If you want to whip with confidence, you need to be able to reliably hit a ball to the place where you want it to go.
My objective was to deliver six stinging, but not overly brutal, blows to Annika’s back. Lashes she would remember for a few days while they healed. As was my style, I delivered the strokes slowly, with about half a minute in-between, so that each hit could be experienced on its own.
Annika kept quiet for the first two whiplashes. When the third landed, she mewled like a frightened kitten. At the fourth, she yelped openly and loudly, awash in pain.
A Lesson in Humility 7Wielding the whip requires practice. The objective is to hit the right portion of the body with the right amount of force. The best way to train for wielding the whip is, of all things, playing tennis. If you want to whip with confidence, you need to be able to reliably hit a ball to the place where you want it to go.
My objective was to deliver six stinging, but not overly brutal, blows to Annika’s back. Lashes she would remember for a few days while they healed. As was my style, I delivered the strokes slowly, with about half a minute in-between, so that each hit could be experienced on its own.
Annika kept quiet for the first two whiplashes. When the third landed, she mewled like a frightened kitten. At the fourth, she yelped openly and loudly, awash in pain.
tanuno
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[Whitehaven] A Lesson in Humility 8
Lizzie followed the whipping with horrified fascination. Even though her stomach churned, she just could not look away. It looked painful and she did not wish it on anyone. At the same time, it made her more than ever aware that it could be her writhing under the whip. She was a slave girl like Annika—naked and shackled—and could encounter the same very soon.
The possibility—being exposed to the whim of others without any say in that matter—also aroused her. After all, this was why she was here: Not to crave pain, but to live as a slave girl, in submission to a master and his head girl.
Lizzie felt Meghan’s hand cradle her shoulder and relaxed a bit. Meghan was always so nice! With a pang of hidden sadness, Lizzie remembered that, in a few weeks, Meghan was scheduled to leave. Sir Whitehaven had found her a place to study at a college, but it was far away from here in another city.
Another slap hit Annika’s back. The blonde girl shuddered and cried out in anguish.
Lizzie clenched her teeth and resolved to do what she could to avoid encountering the whip herself.
A Lesson in Humility 8Lizzie followed the whipping with horrified fascination. Even though her stomach churned, she just could not look away. It looked painful and she did not wish it on anyone. At the same time, it made her more than ever aware that it could be her writhing under the whip. She was a slave girl like Annika—naked and shackled—and could encounter the same very soon.
The possibility—being exposed to the whim of others without any say in that matter—also aroused her. After all, this was why she was here: Not to crave pain, but to live as a slave girl, in submission to a master and his head girl.
Lizzie felt Meghan’s hand cradle her shoulder and relaxed a bit. Meghan was always so nice! With a pang of hidden sadness, Lizzie remembered that, in a few weeks, Meghan was scheduled to leave. Sir Whitehaven had found her a place to study at a college, but it was far away from here in another city.
Another slap hit Annika’s back. The blonde girl shuddered and cried out in anguish.
Lizzie clenched her teeth and resolved to do what she could to avoid encountering the whip herself.
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[Whitehaven] A Lesson in Humility 9
Sir Whitehaven flipped his thumb over his shoulder and ordered curtly: “That’s it. Take her down, girls.”
To her own surprise, Meghan didn’t feel the satisfaction she had expected. After the lashing Annika had given her—in her view unfairly—two weeks ago, she had expected that it would feel more satisfying to see Annika receiving the same treatment. But now she just felt sad, watching Annika hanging from her wrists, sobbing.
While Meghan was walking up the stairs, she thought: You whipped me for an accident. That was pointless. You got whipped because you didn’t care. I hope that you now start to care.
A Lesson in Humility 9Sir Whitehaven flipped his thumb over his shoulder and ordered curtly: “That’s it. Take her down, girls.”
To her own surprise, Meghan didn’t feel the satisfaction she had expected. After the lashing Annika had given her—in her view unfairly—two weeks ago, she had expected that it would feel more satisfying to see Annika receiving the same treatment. But now she just felt sad, watching Annika hanging from her wrists, sobbing.
While Meghan was walking up the stairs, she thought: You whipped me for an accident. That was pointless. You got whipped because you didn’t care. I hope that you now start to care.
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