I turned with my back to our friends and placed my nose on the ground and my ass as high as it would go into the air.
Her sister Marcy handed her a heavy black Scottish tawse. Before she struck me with the first lash, she also spoke. I am glad that fate has brought us together. I love you too. Like you need me, I also need you. As I whip your ass before my friends, please understand that the whip was what brought us together in the beginning and will keep us together for the rest of our lives.
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 unturned butt.
