The hiss of the thick, heavy leather was very audible to everyone as it approached. It struck across both cheeks of my ass with fire and pain.
“Thank you, Mistress. I love you. Please give me the dozen that you promised.”
And so she did. Eleven more painful lashes fell across my upturned butt. Again and again the whip left the mark that would cause deep, dark black and blue welts. I never moved or made the slightest sound. I would wear these marks proudly as symbols of my servitude to her and the love we shared with each other.
When she finished, the Justice announced, “Ladies and gentlemen, I have the honor of presenting to you, Mistress Samantha Williams and her worthless slave Jack.”
My Mistress yanked sharply on the leash and started back down the aisle. She stopped occasionally
