Even if Carlos has already posted something about our whipping ( Judith and I ), I wanted to share my version ...
Our flagellation
Judith and I were attached to a whipping'pole and our tormentors were already slamming their whips to impress us, I think ...
They took position behind each of us and after consultation, began together to lacerate our back with their leather strips ...
In the lashes were inserted small balls of lead to burst the flesh, watering the surroundings with blood!
They had no cure and engaged each other in a crumbled competition to make us howl in pain every time!
At first I had my eyes fixed on Judith, seeking in her eyes a little support; but, quickly, the pain that invaded my whole body made me withdraw my attention to me ...
After twenty blows, they returned us to expose our nudity in front of them and to destroy, if need be, our sweet breasts exposed to torture!
The first blows made us howl, our breasts were hammered by these leaded straps; I was getting every impact like an explosion and quickly I felt the hot blood running towards my lower abdomen and towards my thighs...
No more looking at Judith and me! We were alone in front of our suffering, shouting, screaming to beg for a little pity!
But after that fifteen blows had been given, our executioners stopped and came to see us: "Do you know that according to the law, before a crucifixion, we could not give more than 39 lashes to the condemned?" Said Mister Monique who had whipped me ...
Mistress Chora said: "As you have already received 30, the last 9 will probably be the hardest for you, alas, but we will apply them slowly as we go down along your body! Prepare to suffer like never before for our greatest pleasure! »
Then, repositioned, they looked at each other, nodded and it was Judith who received the first blow: I saw her belly, so soft, retracting and being marked by several bloody impacts; she screamed while Mistress Monique applied the same thing to me: I wanted to scream but I was breathless! God it hurts!
Another blow was applied to us in the same place ...
Then, the top of our thighs were reached, where the flesh is so sweet! Judith and I didn't even have the strength to scream anymore, we just moaned in half unconsciousness …
After five blows, there was a pause: I saw my executioner smile wickedly and the thongs came crashing down on my sex, twice in a row!
There, I don't have too many memories, all I know is that I found myself slumped on the floor, the body in blood, near Judith who, too, could not take it anymore ...
Suddenly, cold water was thrown at us to coarsely wash our blood ... We were tied, hands behind our backs, which made our ravaged breasts stretch forward: the crowd applauds at the show, shouting that the lesbians had received a first part of their kitten and eager to see us twist, nailed to the cross that we've well-deserved!
But this is a different story and the rest will show that we can always suffer more!
Messaline on the Monday-15- 2019
