“It’s my belief that as far as is practical the punishment should always fit the crime,” Miss Eva said. “Your crime was to indulge the desires of your lustful, undisciplined, libidinous cunt. That is where I shall punish you.”
Without warning I felt something lash me between my legs. I gave a cry, or tried to. No sound emerged through my gag except a muffled croak. It felt as if I was being whipped with a flogger; not the worst thing in the world, usually, though it depends. When the second blow landed I knew that Miss Eva was in mind to hurt me as much as she could, and the flogger lashed right across the centre of my cunt, that tender, intimate spot. It hurt a very great deal. The whipping continued, landing stinging blows on the most vulnerable part of my body. I tried to wriggle out o
