Elly

by Bythe Spirit

 

Chapter 4

 

Pain and Pleasure!

Elly has become more than accepting of her transformation. Will she become as accepting of the spanking she is about to receive.

 

I quietly stepped in behind him and slipped my arms around him. My open palms cupped his cute chest and I rolled his nipples between my fingers. He quickly responded and was soon hard against my palm. He moaned contently. But this time there was something else. Something different. His chest was more than just firm flesh. There were definite small bumps, more under the skin than anything else. But he was creating a definite pair of breasts. Still so undergrown, but oh so real. I turned him round and cupped and squeezed his chest. "Oh Elly you little darling, your boobs are growing. You're growing real boobs."

He looked at me a little uncertainly. "I know I could feel them before. You said it would happen, but I didn't think so quickly."

"Neither did I, but they are very real," and I squeezed and manipulated the small round growths that were just beginning to push off from his chest. It was more than puffy nipples. These were soon, very soon, going to be real little breast growths.

"I'm glad," he whispered. "I'm really glad."

'Are you sure, there'll be no hiding them once they really take off, which won't take long. Those hormones must be really strong."

"Yes," he nodded. "I want to be like a real girl as much as possible," he looked at me coyly, "especially for you," and then he paused and added, "and for Kenny."

I took him in my arms and held him for a moment. "We need to talk this thru, I'm not sure this is going the way we all planned it."

I led him from the shower and we dried before both wrapping ourselves in towels. Elly took great care and pride in wrapping his towel around his little boobies. We sat on the bed and I took his hands in mine. His face shone with excitement.

"Elly when we started this we meant it to be a lesson in walking in the other person's shoes. In this case, the little girls you knew."

"I know," he agreed "and I didn't really like it at first. But the last few days have changed so much. I know I'm not gay and I also know that I love the dressing up. All those sexy girls clothes, especially the underwear mummy bought me. But most of all I've enjoyed the sex."

I tried to interrupt, but he stopped me.

"Let me finish. I enjoy cock sucking I knew that and it scared me. But being a girl changes it. After all girls suck cock. Just look at Hannah she taught me so much. I love it when you suck my cock and when Kenny and Gareth and little James do it. I know girls don't have cocks, but it doesn't matter. Now I'm growing real boobs as well. I love having my nipples touched and sucked and I'm sure having boobs will only add to it. I don't care if I can't fuck exactly like a girl, but you've shown the pleasures of butt fucking. I just know it'll be great. I want to make love with you and I'm sure you want to do it too. But you won't. You say I should make love with Kenny first. That's cool too, but I want it now."

He stopped and looked at me. What could I say; he had it all worked out. Maybe he was only twelve, but he had many, many experiences that most 16 year olds would only gasp at. He was very bright. I looked into his eyes. There was an air of certainty. I knew then there was no going back. All I could do was ensure his transition was as pleasurable and safe as possible. He was right about one thing though I did want to fuck him too, to bury my cock in his tight love tube.

I took him in my arms and kissed his sweet feminine lips. "You do know what you what and I'm going to do everything I can to make it come true. It's amazing but I don't really think of you as Elijah anymore. I don't think of you as a he. You're already Elly, you're a she in my mind.

Elly gave me the broadest smile possible. "Oh thank you. It's all a bit scary still but I don't mind. I just want to be Elly now and do what ever Elly would do."

I smiled at this out burst of pure childish honesty. Her face shone radiantly. She really meant it

"Now I have some good news and bad news for you." She looked a little perplexed.

"Good news is I've already invited Kenny to stay for a whole weekend and his parents have already sad yes. The bad news is that he is at his grandparents for another week and so it won't be till next weekend before he arrives."

She looked crestfallen

"However every cloud has a silver lining. You know Elly in ten days or so your little boobies will not be so little." I undid the towel and it slipped to her lap. The little orbs were just visible under her skin. The nipples enlarged and puffy. "If these hormones keep doing their work you'll be wearing a little bra not just for fun, but because you need too."

A grin passed over her face, "oh that will be so wonderful." She cupped her own little titties. "I knew they were growing I really did, it just didn't really show till this morning. It's quite incredible,"

I leant over and kissed each one in turn. "Yes my darling quite incredible and quite beautiful too. Kenny will love you as much as I do."

It was the following evening that I introduced Elly to a new temptation. She was naked in front of me and was inspecting her little titties. Not much had changed, but they were definitely growing, that was obvious. I pulled out a waspie that her mother had so knowingly provided and matching bra, and panties all in the sexiest cutest pink and white and white stockings.

"This will help your figure and make the best of your growing charms."

I slipped the pretty lacy waspie around her sweet slim waist. It had been made especially for someone this small. She held it in place as I laced up the back and then began exerting pressure on the laces to draw them even tighter. She gasped as the pressure increased on her waist and tummy.

"Oh Ian I can hardly breathe," she gasped.

"Want me to stop?'

Just at that moment he glanced sideways in the mirror and saw the reflection. Her reflection. "Look," she gasped. "My boobs they bigger. They've grown."

"Not quite honey, but we've made your waist smaller and that makes your boobs look bigger. Plus all the spare flesh such as it is, gets pressed up and sorta temporarily adds to your boobies. So do you want me to stop? I can release the pressure a little if you want me to?'

"NO! NO! keep on going. See if you can make my titties bigger, oh its incredible!" she panted. She blew out her breath as once again I tugged and pulled on the laces drawing the edges of the waspie even closer and closer.

She exhaled and admired her little fleshy titties again. The nipples were strong and erect as usual She really was sensitive there. We had done as best as we could and it really had given her a very realistic pair of little girl's pre-pubescent tits. Topped so delightfully with her tender and very sensitive nipples. It was an outstanding sight.

I tied off the laces holding her constricted waist in place. She quickly learnt that little shallow breaths eased the discomfort on her tightly held chest and tummy.

She turned and admired herself in the full-length mirror. "Oh Ian I do have boobs, I have real boobs just like any other little girl. They're nearly as big as Hannah's," she chuckled to herself. She cupped the new orbs in both palms and caressed herself. "Oh Ian they're so sexy, do you like them?" She turned and faced me full on.

Her nipples were rally hard and that wasn't all. Her little cockette was also very erect and stood out like a solder's bayonet. I grasped her by her lacy covered waist and pulled her to me. She cupped her little orbs and fed me not just a large sexy nipple, but also the firm little mound of blossoming boob. Oh if this was a forerunner of the real thing I was going to be in heaven.

This was why I so loved little girls. I loved exploring their cute developing bodies. Especially their cute small little girl titties and puffy nipples. Few could resist once I had shown them the pleasures that were just waiting to be released. And Elly was no exception. I drew her hard nipples into my open mouth and sucked in the firm flesh. For the first time it filled my mouth naturally. Her small lemon like protuberance filled my mouth and I caressed it with my tongue and nibbled with my teeth.

She was in absolute heaven. She moaned and swayed in ecstasy. I had to hold tightly her to stop her from falling. I switched my attention to her other tittie and licked and caressed and cajoled it similarly. My hand strayed to her hard cockette and grasped and caressed it. It took only a few minutes before she splattered her seed over my hand. Her body shuddered and she gave a low animal like scream as I still tormented and teased her tiny developing body.

I pulled her to me and we collapsed gratefully onto the bed. Rolling her over I inspected the tiny budding orbs. They were indeed something any little eleven or twelve or even ten year old would-be proud of.

She stroked my face and smiled. "Oh Ian thank you that was wonderful, do you think Kenny will be as keen?"

"Oh you better believe it. This is only the beginning. As your boobs grow and form you'll enjoy many more such feelings. You were built for sex. Your whole body was built to be adored and if he won't, then I certainly will."

She hugged me tightly and cried softly, "oh I'm so lucky, I never realised that love could be so wonderful. I am so lucky. I love you so much!"

"And I love you too my little goddess, but we need to remember the age difference. With the best will in the world there is no way we can be together after these few weeks. So let's accept that and just enjoy what we have."

She nodded in understanding far beyond her young years. "Enjoy? You mean like this?" and she dropped her head and zeroed in on my rampant cock.

It didn't take long before she had sucked and caressed me to yet another outstanding orgasm. If only the weekend with Kenny would come and go so I could enjoy all her charms. It was so hard to keep my original resolve, but I would, no matter what. Her first experience needed to be with someone her age, not to mention someone somewhat smaller than me. I knew if I fucked her now I'd hurt her. She wasn't ready for a full sized cock up her rear love passage. But oh soon she would be.

"Now for the rest of your outfit. We rolled off the bed and I guided her to the mirror.

"Tuck your willy away."

She slid it in-between her thighs and closed her legs. We admired her sweet little body. No wonder I was thinking of him as her now. Elijah was just a memory. Elly was very really and very sexy and beautiful.

I cupped her small orbs once more and enjoyed the feeling of her hard nipples on my palm

Reluctantly I picked up her pink lacy bra with white frills and edgings. It was only a training bra but it had little cups, which encased her little boobies so sweetly. I did it up at the back and adjusted the cups enjoying the feel of her firm young flesh. The panties came next and she allowed me to slip them over her feet and draw them up over smooth soft legs and over her cute bum. She settled them across her front. Again we admired the reflection. Her pe-pubescent body glowed and radiated sexual innocence. The waspie garter tabs hung down patiently waiting. I led her back the bed. As she tucked the tabs down under her panties, I unrolled the silky white stockings. Carefully we rolled one and then the other over her slim feet and up over her smooth sexy legs, until they were fully stretched and firmly attached to the little garter tabs dangling from her sexy waspie. Once again we approached the mirror and stared in awe at the little princes that stood before us. How could she have lived all these years as boy? What a waste.

Finally I chose a pale pink semi-transparent chiffon dress, which adorned and caressed her young body. I looked her quite rapt. "Sweetheart I think we just did a dress rehearsal for young Kenny. No boy, no man could resist this gorgeous creature."

She giggled childishly and sashayed around the room admiring herself, every now and then stopping and preening herself in the mirror.

"Oh yes," she finally said breathlessly her little boobs heaving against the clinging material. "Kenny will be like putty in my hands, I can hardly wait."

"Well wait you will, my little moppet. Time to put away this gorgeous outfit till next Saturday. Though I do hope we need to a bigger bra by then."

She giggled seductively. "Yes I do think we will. In fact I'm sure of it."

I helped her undress down to her waspie, which I insisted she keep on. She would wear one each day and maybe even night time to form and control her figure and make sure, as I told her, to ensure her little boobies grew firm and upright. Needless to say we ended up pleasuring each other quite fully. I also discovered that already she could more easily take the next sized butt plug up her cute rear. Something she was more than pleased about.

Over the next couple of days she showed me that she had really taken to the waspie with relish, urging me tie it tighter and tighter. It was very uncomfortable for her, if not painful. Every time she admired her budding little treasures, she assured me she didn't mind and it was all worthwhile

His insistence despite the obvious discomfort reminded me, if I needed to be reminded, that I still owed her spanking. I was beginning to ponder how much a spanking she could actually take. Other thoughts quickly arose. Her waspie was a form of bondage which she acquiesced to quite readily. I began too wonder what else she could be persuaded to experience. I was not going to deny myself the answer.

Amongst my own store of goodies was a selection of bondage and punishment items. Cuffs, spreader bars, gags, masks, nipple clamps, as well as a heart shaped leather paddle, a broad hand held strap, a thin leather crop, complete with leather tassels at one end and a small hand at the other and finally a very whippy cane. All had various use over the years both with old and young. I have never ceased to be surprised how much pain little girls as young as ten or eleven can take if its administered in the right environment.

It was time to see what my new little lover to-be could take- or perhaps beg for!

The added little touch was in both my bedroom and the lounge room there were hanging baskets. Hanging that is from firmly embedded ceiling hooks, guaranteed to take the weight of an adult. I already knew that!

That Saturday night I instructed Elly to take her shower and join me in my bedroom. Laid out on the bed was a sexy red and black corset she had not seen before. Unlike previous waspies she had worn, this covered her from thighs to tits. Except for two lovely adaptations. It had cut outs for her little tits and for her cute little buttocks. As she slipped into it she ooohed an ahhed at its tightness and oddness. She wriggled down into it only to discover something else.

"Oh you bastard," she laughed, "it's got its own butt plug."

Eagerly she wriggled it into place and as she leant over I inserted it in to her tight anal passage. It slipped in quite easily given its relative thinness to what she was already used to. She moaned in pleasure and expectation as it slipped deep into her bowel.

"Trust me sweetie, you do trust me don't you?" I asked softly.

"Oh yes Ian I know you wouldn't hurt me, but this corset is so strange. I like it. It means you can play with my little titties and my bare bum. Oh it's so exciting!"

"And it just get even more so," I added with a chuckle. "You see it's also got a little pouch at the front which releases your clitty boy clitty." She loved this new name for her cock.

"Now we are going to try something quite new tonight. Can't guarantee you'll enjoy it, so just in case we have safe word. You choose. If you say it we stop right there and then. So choose something easy that you won't forget."

She thought for a moment and smiled. "Hannah! That's easy to remember, but I don't understand why wouldn't I like what you do to me. Why would I want it to stop?"

I laughed kindly, "oh you're such an innocent. There's lots of things people do in the name of sex and love. It's always important to trust your partner and to have a safe word, believe me!"

"OK, I do. What now?"

"Well Elly I have a few toys for us to play with, starting with these," and I picked up a small towel off the bed and underneath were two pairs of sheepskin lined wrist cuffs and ankle cuffs.

I picked them up and handed them to her for her inspection. "Oh I see what you mean by toys, you're going tie me up, aren't you?"

"Oh yes sweet one, oh yes. I hope you're going to enjoy it as much as I will."

I sat her down and proceeded to place the cuffs around her sweet slim ankles.

"Oh they are so soft," she exclaimed, "and these go round my wrists." And without being bidden she wrapped one around her wrist and with a little bit of fuss slipped the buckle into place. I finished the job off before adding the second cuff.

'Comfy?"

"Oh yes, this is so exciting, what next?"

Her childish enthusiasm was already a real turn in. I dropped my towel so she could see the effect she was having on me.

"Oh goody!" she exclaimed, "can I solve that little problem for you?'

"You talk to much," I admonished with mock sternness, "and I can fix that."

I picked up another little towel to reveal a penis mouth gag and harness.

"Oh Ian that looks scrumptious."

"And very effective," I teased as I slipped it into her open receptive mouth and buckled the harness into place. She wriggled it into a comfortable position and gurgled happily as she sucked the little cock in her mouth.

"Say Hannah for me."

"Huuunnnaaauuh" she gurgled, it was pretty obvious what she meant.

"Good because that's the last thing you do for yourself. I withdrew some chains from under another towel. She was paying more attention now, realising that for the first time there were a number of towels on and near the bed.

I placed a short chain between the two wrist cuffs and a longer one between her ankles. She was semi-immobilised.

"Lift your hand up above your head."

Obediently she obliged. I took the longest of the chains and slipped a clasp over the chain connecting her wrists. I walked her over to the centre of the room and placed a chair next to her. She watched in wonder and not a little consternation, as I stood on a chair and proceeded to stretch her arms and attach the chain to the plant hook in the ceiling. Finally she began to realise what she was getting herself into her.

I lifted her arms but made sure her feet were flat on the floor. She was now totally at my mercy. And what a sight? The corset like the waspie had constricted her chest beautifully, but the capture of her little tits in the cut outs only served to extenuate the little growth even more. They really were taking on a wonderfully rounded shape. Her buttocks were equally captured and highlighted and as I stroked her defenceless buns, they rippled to my touch. I gripped one of her little nipples in between my forefinger and thumb and squeezed gently. At the same time I lightly spanked her bare buttocks teasing tantalising, sexually arousing.

Her little body twitched and turned as she moaned in pleasure. I leant over and began sucking her sweet budding boobs. They were so firm and those hard little nipples were just so erotic. I felt in between her thighs and found what I was looking for a piece of hard rubber attached to the rear crutch are of her restricting corset. She hadn't noticed it as she donned the garment but now she was about to find out about another sweet torturing attachment. I gripped the hard rubber nubbin and pulled sharply. It pulled the crutch away a considerable distance, which considering the corset crutch was also rubberised wasn't surprising. But it was what happened next that gave me the most pleasure. She squealed in shock and surprise as the butt plug partially withdrew from her tight orifice. Then I let go and they elasticated crutch snapped back into place, powering the butt plug back inside here with affair amount of force and speed.

"Oww!" she squealed, "What was that? What's happening?"

Again I pulled the rubber attachment and the plug began its outward journey only to rush back in as I released the elastic like catapult. Again she squealed though this time more in amazement than shock. Three more times I repeated this devastating torment, continuing to suck and nibble her nipples and the tight little flesh of her titties. She moaned and gurgled as she twisted and turned trying escape the ever increasing torment and torture. Finally I stood up and looked at her flushed face and red cheeks.

"Enough, sweetheart, at least for now."

She managed to shake and nod her head all at the same time. She didn't know what she wanted to do.

"Now for something else even more tormenting," I smiled.

I walked over to the biggest towel and with flourish pulled it clear of the bed. There displayed for her helpless eyes to feast upon was her cane, the tawse, the strap and the crop. She shook her head and her eyes widened in fear. I felt instantly sorry for. My sweet little pre-teen boy-girl had no idea what she had got herself into her.

I hear the pleading gurgled attempt to use her safe word.

"Huuunnnaaauu!"

Instantly I was by her side and I removed the gag buckles allowing her the freedom to speak. "Oh Ian, you can't... you wouldn't... please don't!"

"Don't what," I asked gently. She had panicked, but I was determined to persuade her to carry on.

"Use them," she gasped, "that's awful."

"How do you know?"

"I don't but..."

"But all you've experienced is pleasure, teasing tormenting, but pleasure. YES?"

She nodded. "We can stop if you want to, but then you'll never know what you've missed out. You have your safe word and it worked immediately doesn't it."

"Yes, I know but..."

"But nothing, you can be a little child or you can try yet another absolutely wonderful experience. It's up to you?"

She looked at me in confusion. I picked up the crop with the tassels and walked back to her. I began stroking her nipples with little fronds. She moaned as always as her overly sensitive nipples took over.

Slowly almost imperceptibly at first I applied more pressure until I was flicking her tiny tits with more and more force. Little pinkish marks appeared on her budding flesh.

"Want me stop," I asked gently as the pain I was inflicting gradually increased.

"Yes! No! No! I don't know," she squealed. "No I can take it. It's sorta hurts, but it exciting too. Ohhh!" "OK what about this then?"

I picked up the paddle and rubbed her exposed buttocks. "Oh yes, that's nice!"

I raised the paddle slightly and smacked her bottom quite gently.

"Oh you're teasing me now," she complained.

"OK, how about this?"

I raised my hand and delivered a sharp rap on her right cheeks. Her left cheek received the same treatment. It wasn't hard enough to really hurt, but it did cause her wriggle uncomfortably.

"Oh I don't know it sorta hurts, but it doesn't."

"Lets try the strap then."

I smoothed her buttocks once more with the broad expanse of the strap. Then I lifted my hand and delivered one sharp slap across both exposed cute buttocks.

"Ouch! That hurts, but..." She added after a moment.

"But what?"

"But it makes me feel all sexy ... all tingly."

"Want some more?"

"I don't know. I..."

Again I delivered a sharp slaps on her pinkening buttocks. Her body twisted and turned and she squealed with pain. Not heavy, but enough to know she had felt it."

"Well?"

A tear escaped from her eye and dripped so delightfully down her cheek. "Oh Ian I don't know, it hurts a bit, but it's so exciting. I just don't know."

I picked up the penis gag and placed it in front of her lips. She grimaced at my intent.

"I don't know, I just don't..."

"Shush little one. You know your safe words works so let's try it again? Half of the sexual excitement is being helpless. Unable to escape, not knowing what the next smack will be. Will it be an exciting sensual caress or will it be a brief exploration of pain. Pain and pleasure go had in hand. It's up to you. I haven't let you down yet have I?"

She shook her head and then with a steely determination she opened her mouth. I grinned and slipped the penis back in her inviting mouth. She wriggled her jaw fitting it to the best position as I did up the straps again. Once again she was muted and ever so helpless and ever so sexy and desirable. Her little titties with the faint pink tendrils caused by teasing flagellation with the crop. Her cute bums more heavily pinkened with the outlines of the strap and paddle glowing so sexily.

This time I picked up the cane. "I owe you six from last time it's time

to collect!"

Her eyes widened in consternation. She trusted me, but the cane was a fearsome looking tool. And she knew it from tales at school. I stood behind her and ordered her to stare straight ahead. I wanted each stroke to be unseen. I lifted the cane and brought it down heavily across the bed. The whoosh and crack was indeed quite fearsome. Her body jerked in shock and her head jerked round.

"Every time you look will be a free shot," I ordered.

She reluctantly obeyed. This time I stroked her tightly clenched buttocks with the cane. She recoiled, but relaxed as she realised, or thought she realised, that I wasn't going to strike just yet. With a flick of the wrist I brought the cane down fully across both cute little buns. The effect was immediate a narrow pink stripe grew across her tight little buttocks

"Oouch," the muffled response was so delightfully exciting. Two more flowed in quick succession the third catching her completely unaware as she responded to the second. Tears were flowing down her sweet cheeks and she sobbed pitifully.

"Three more sweetie, can you mange it or will you wimp out like a little baby?" It was unfair. But one thing I had discovered was a stubborn determination that ran through this cute little moppet.

I brought the cane down twice more with a huge whoosh, but each time stopped just short of striking her defenceless marked cheeks. But each time she cried out in expectation and her body twisted and turned frantically. It was such a wonderful sight to behold. Her buttocks twitching. Her little titties heaving and straining against the tight confines of her leather corset. Tears flowing down her cheeks, as she sobbed and protested under the gag. However there was no safety word.

The fourth one I laid across the upper thigh just below the cut of her corset. That really did sting and make the tears flow and she squealed louder than before. The fifth I laid on heavily, but across the leather protecting her lower back/upper buttocks. The sixth was delivered with much more kindness across the tight little buns. I counted the four stripes across her buttocks. They were incredibly erotic.

I stood in front of her and dramatically threw the cane away.

"Oh darling Elly, I really didn't think you'd go through with it, you are so, so brave. Shall we stop now? I don't mind you've done even better than I would have ever thought. We can forgo the other pleasures and torments if you're not up to it. After all you may not be a baby, but you're still only a little child."

The remarks had the desired affect without thinking about the consequences I had stung her stubborn pride. She was not going to give in that easily.

She shook her head and stared back at me defiantly. I went and picked up the crop and the paddle

"Titties or bum again?"

She indicated the crop I had already used on her sweet forming boobs. I think she thought it wouldn't hurt very much at all.'

I began by stroking her hard little nipples and then flicking them up and down. Elly was sensitive at the best of times, but this was sending into extreme raptures and her little boobies heaved and strained at the tight leather corset. Her body twisted as she moaned and panted and mumbled soft protestations, but they were false complaints. Slowly I increased the severity of my tormenting strokes across her hard nipples and over her budding flesh.

"OOOWWWWW, don't stop, please! No more. Oh yesss, were just some of the mumbled words that emitted from her mouth, but not the one I dreaded hearing. Finally having turned most of her little titties various shades of pink and left little stripes all over her I ceased my tormenting. She collapsed against the bonds having become exhausted by her exertions.

I knew she couldn't last much longer, but I wanted a little more fun. I knelt down and found the flap at the front of her corset and having released it was rewarded by her hard little cock. The female hormones that were incessantly invading her body had no detrimental effects on her penis, something her mother had been at pains to point out. They wanted to feminize, not emasculate. If anything they seemed to be adding to her girth if not her length.

Either way it was with great joy that I grasped and softly massaged her raging cock. I wanted to make her cum mainly so I could see if the final punishment excited or not. I was about to test out her pain barriers. How masochistic actually was she?'

I leant over and drew her hard prick between my lips and cupped her tight little ball sac. My other hand wormed its way round to the nubbin that controlled her butt plug. I slowly eased it out as I sucked her hot cock. I knew she wasn't far away but I wanted to make it last as much as possible. A few quick squeezes of her balls ensured that brief spikes of pain interrupted her impending orgasm, but finally I knew I had to give her release. With one extra long pull on her butt plug I allowed it to crash back deep into her rear passage and sucked eagerly on her cute prick I was rewarded with a huge rush of her love cream as she exploded into my mouth. I eagerly gobbled up every last drop until at last her cock subsidized in my mouth and slipped out. I sat back on my haunches and smiled at her exhausted satisfied body. Her eyes were red, her cheeks tear stained but thee was a very satisfied aura about her. The pleasures outweighed the pains.

I loosened the harness so she could speak to me. "Shall we stop or do you think you can test yourself a bit further?'

"I don't know. But I want to try until I have to use my safe word. I've never felt so utterly afraid and so excited in my life."

I stood up and picked up the paddle. "Well it's up to you. There is no limit on how many times I shall abuse your pitiful defenceless buttocks. I shall go on till you scream for mercy, until you scream out Hannah's name. OK?"

She nodded nervously but once again there was that steely determination shining out.

As I retightened the harness I had a quiet private bet that she'd get to six, but no more than ten.

I trailed the paddle over her already sore buttocks.

Whoosh

"Aghhhhhh."

The first strike took in the whole of her right buttock encased so beautifully by the cut out of the leather corset

Whoosh. I targeted her again.

"Aghhhhhh."

The muted cry was for real. Tears were already streaming down her face.

"That's two," I challenged, "wanna stop?'

She shook her head her sweet features contorting up into a determined look.

Whoosh

"Aghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

Whoosh

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh. Sssttooooppppp!"

The next two strokes had covered both cute little buns in quick succession not giving her time to react.

The tears were coming copiously as she tossed and twisted against the bonds. I was so glad the cuffs were furl lined, as they would have cut into her wrists and ankles something terrible.

I stroked her flaming red buttocks with the broad paddle. "I can stop, just say the word.'"

Shook her head vehemently.

Five and six followed in teasing slow fashion with many false swipes in between to heighten her anticipation and agony.

It was then I realised that her cock was once again strong and straight, gleaming with her previous cum and my saliva. She was turned on again. She was getting off on the pain and indignities I was heaping on her.

I stroked her hard throbbing meat with my fingers, looking at her, but not saying a word.

Seven and eight were sharp and quick, rather hard and targeted her tender thighs just below the leg of her corset.

Still she held strong.

Nine was a huge whoosh landing on both buttocks. There was no white areas left and very little pink, just an increasingly angry redness.

How much more could she take.

Ten repeated the dose and she strained against her restraints. Surely this had to be it.

But no still she refused to give in. So be it

Eleven and twelve both were hard enough to flatten her enflamed buttocks. Thirteen produced a low animal likes scream and her little body shook. It was as I laid on the fourteenth that I realised she had cum. She had actually ejaculated as the stroke sent more pain and pleasure signals through her tiny pre-teen boy-girl body. I watched in awe as her cream spurted from her slim still developing cockette. The last stroke had no power in it, which only brought home the rarity of what she had done as she yelped "Huuunnnaaauu! Huuunnnaaauu! "Huuunnnaaauu!" in quick muffled succession

I dropped the paddle and quickly undid the chain holding her hands high up above her head. She flopped into my arms and I carried her to the bed and laid her face down. Her breathing was fast and erratic and I quickly undid the harness and slipped it off her lifeless head. Her body wracked as she gasped huge breaths of air. She was still crying pitifully, gasping and half choking as she tried to force air back into her lungs. I looked at the enflamed buttocks. They were just a mass of red and pinks, but a quick inspection showed it was quite superficial there was not one actual blemish in her cute skin. I gently touched it with my finger trip

"Oooo, noooo," she wailed, "don't it hurts sooooo much!"

I knew what was needed. I went to the bathroom and soaked a towel in cool waiter. Returning I laid it fully open over her throbbing cheeks. She twisted and wriggled but the cloth stayed in place. Seeing she was all right I went to my bedroom and returned with a huge bottle of calamine lotion. It was good on sunburn I reasoned so it would surely help her.

I went to loosen her corset but she panted, "leave it. You'll hurt me more," and then she half smiled through the intermittent tears. "In any case I like the feel of it, so tight and sorta reassuring.

I poured liberal amounts of cream over her appealing abused cheeks. She was too sore for me to rub it in. I replaced the towel with another colder one and over the next ten minutes soaked her buttocks with ever colder towels until she was, well... half in control.

She looked at me a defiant twinkle in her eyes. "You didn't think I could do that did you?"

"Oh my darling Elly, I didn't I thought six, maybe ten at the most."

"I didn't think so either. I was going to give in at eight but I felt my orgasm beginning. If you'd been quicker in between spanks I might have cum sooner. It was just incredible, feeling it build and finally explode at the exact moment you spanked me."

"It shocked me too, I've heard of it happening but never seen it, it was quite fantastic. I looked at her gleaming, sparkling eyes. "I wonder if it'll happen next time?"

She shook her head, "I could be spanked again, but I don't think I could take that again. I don't think I could hold out, knowing how bad it was going to be." The she looked me straight in the eyes. "You know Ian I reckon I owe you a least twenty spanks now. Are you man enough to take them?"

I laughed and shook my head, "not a chance little one, if you think I could go though that then you're mad. Sorrrryyy!'

She pouted playfully, "Baby!"

"Yep, now speaking of babies let's gets some more cream on those buttocks of yours."

I removed the towel and poured liberal amounts of cold cream over her. There was still no way I could rub it in, so having covered her buttocks with cream I once again laid another towel over her. She lay there alternatively moaning and cooing as the pain and pleasure still washed over her little body.

We lay there for about ten minutes as she got use to the red raw heat that her buttocks were still giving off. Her fingers found my hard cock, which was aching from its own excitement.

"I need something to take my mind of the pain," she smiled.

With no more ado wriggled carefully downward and grasped my cock and guided it to her tear stained face. Her mouth parted and her sweet lips enveloped my hard prick. She tenderly licked and caressed the tip. It was all that was needed really and with little or no warning I shot a huge load into her open mouth. She got most of it, but some landed on her lips and her nose. She looked quite funny really. She licked her lips and dragged the strings of hot cum from her nose and into her mouth.

But she still hadn't done. "I still need something to keep my mind off my bum," she giggled.

Quite naturally I fed my semi-hard cock back into her mouth and she proceeded to give it a full tongue bath. Needless to say I was quickly hard and she caressed and nibbled and teased it with all her considerable skill. Her fingers danced around the base of my cock and my tight ball sac. She licked up and down the outside before accommodating both balls in her small mouth. Then back up my cock nibbling and kissing and caressing it with her sweet mouth. Finally she sensed I was ready once again and she sucked my cock back into her twelve year old mouth and finished the job. Once again I came with the full force of a torrent as my juices soaked her mouth and were sucked down her throat without missing a beat. My cock was banging the back of her throat as my cum splattered and surged. Finally she was satisfied and I was definitely wilting. She let my cock slip out of her mouth and grinned. "You randy bastard twice in ten minutes and that'd be close to a record."

"With a sexy little moppet like you doing the honours I'm surprised I can last ten minutes."

She gingerly crawled up next to me and we cuddled tenderly. I could feel her slipping away and I carefully undid the corset and released her battered and bruised body. She ooohed and ahhed as I worked her corset down over her still throbbing buttocks, but luckily she didn't really awaken. We ended up wrapped in each other arms. Her little blossoming titties and hard nipples pressed so delightfully against my bare chest. I could feel her soft little prick brush my thigh. I was in heaven. Oh why, of why does it have to end?

  

  

  

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