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Subject: {ASSM} 1935 Virgin Daughter's Masturbation Punishment (MFg, bd, tort, Nosex)
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Date: Tue, 28 Jun 2005 04:10:02 -0400
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1935 Virgin Daughter's Masturbation Punishment (MFg, bd, tort, Nosex)

by anonymous.

   Imagine it's 1935. I'm your mommy and catch you masturbating your little 
cherry. I'm so angry that I decide a really good punishment is to spank your 
pussy. Hopefully this will teach you a severe lesson.
   I pull all your clothes off and tell you to lay down on the wooden stiff 
dinner table with no padding, no nothing under you. You are so fearful of 
what's going to happen, a little tear runs down your face. I spread your 
legs apart, your legs are leaning over the edge of the table. I use my right 
leg to hold down your right leg, and my  left hand to hold your other leg 
down. I waste no time in getting started.
   I quickly give you five quick and punishing slaps on your little pussy. 
You're already screaming at the top of your lungs, you can't believe 
something could hurt so terribly. You start crying and screaming and 
thrashing about. I slap your face really hard, so hard it leaves a crimson 
mark. I wait about a minute, then give you ten less painful, but still 
hurtful blows. You can't believe how much pain this is causing your tender 
flesh. Your cherry is really beginning to look like an actual cherry. I pour 
some cool water on your crotch, and wait another minute for it to cool down. 
Streaks of teary streams are forming on your face. I spank your tenderized 
flesh thirty times this time, each time you start screaming louder and more 
frantically. By now you are sweating because of your heavy breathing from 
trying to recover.
   I get a hard wooden soup ladle, but don't let you see what I have in my 
hand by slapping you on your face again and telling you to not open your 
eyes, or your punishment will be much worse.
   I spread your legs as before and start giving your little cunt an almost 
inhumanly fierce spanking with the ladle. Each whack sends another jolt of 
pain quaking through your body. I forget how many times I whip you, I've 
gotten so into it. About fifteen minutes of me nonstop thwacking your abused 
privates pass.
   Then your father gets home from working out in the field and can't 
believe his eyes. He asks whats going on, and finds out that his little girl 
was masturbating. He joins in in the punishment of your feline organ. He 
pulls off his leather belt and your mother gets on top of the table and 
squats over you resting her butt on your chest, to allow her to hold your 
legs up and apart, leaving your privates completely out in the open and 
totally exposed from every angle.
   He takes aim, then reaches back, flexes, and brings the belt down onto 
your complete private area. It hits every nerve receptor down there and you 
start shaking and screaming. Your mother tells him to do it again but harder 
and faster and don't stop doing it. The slashes begin to be so hard that 
your nervous system is beginning to numb and ignore any pain signals it gets 
and you stop shaking because now you can't feel anything. Your dad see's 
this and flexes  and starts whipping your pussy as hard as he possibly can, 
reigning down the whips about once every three seconds. After about twenty 
minutes of this, his arm is getting tired, so he goes and gets a birching 
rod. He is strong enough so he doesn't have to get on top of you even though 
his arms are spent right now. He just leans over the table and holds your 
legs back. Your mother tears the birching rod through the air and it hits 
your special area with such a tremendous amount of force in such a small 
amount of surface area that there is a deep welt showing on your little 
labia. Your dad spreads those lips apart and tries to find your miniscule 
clitoris but he can't because it's still undeveloped, so she just whacks you 
right were it's should be. This springs your nerves back to life and a 
little squirt of blood and cum spurts into the air. Then they decide that by 
now you've had enough and pour some sugar water on your damaged privates.
   You get a stern warning that next time you'll get a hot iron on your 
privates if you ever get caught rubbing your special place again, and a 
clitoridectomy.
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