Everything changed the following week. She came inside in another slutty little outfit ready to tease and send Mr. Michaels off to his game as usual, but he did not look happy to see her. He told her to come in and sit down on the couch. Billy was nowhere to be seen. She could even see that Max had been put outside onto the deck and waited at the glass doors.

Sarah's Submission

Another blow to her other nipple and then right on top of her clit. Excruciating pain coursed through her! Fire erupted in her most sensitive private parts. She started to struggle and pull against the restraints. She flopped from side to side while clamping her eyes shut. The crop traveled over her skin again. As she continued to struggle, the crop came down again and again. 


She had no idea where they were going to hit, but strikes hit all over. Her thigh, then her stomach, then her shoulder, her tit, her pussy again, but the labia instead of the clit, then the side of her tit, her stomach…. It kept going for several minutes. She stopped struggling but tears rolled down cheeks. When she stopped struggling, the crop slowed, and he rubbed her skin more than he slapped her. She forced herself to accept the hits without reacted. Her skin tingled all over. 


"Good Sarah. That's right. Don't fight it." 


Chapter 22