SSC: Proper Instruction 24

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SSC: Proper Instruction 24

(****, f/M, Intense, cropping)

A girl teaches her guardian how to discipline her. (Approximately 482 words. Originally published 2000-08.)

"This really is very naughty of _you_," muttered Nicole as she arched her back so Edward could photograph her blistered bottom better.

"Hmmmm," said Edward, not really paying attention.

"I'm a minor, you know. Photographing me nude is against the law."

"Of course."

"I could get you in real trouble."

"I could also burn the negatives," smiled Edward.

"No, you couldn't." Nicole smirked at him. "They're too precious to you. My parents come back in a week and you're worried you'll have nothing but memories of our time together. You _need_ these photos."

"Are you trying to blackmail me? That's very naughty." Edward pushed aside the camera and picked up a riding quirt.

Nicole didn't rise to the bait. "You're the naughty one." She rose and went to Edward and began to unbuckle his belt.

"Someone's cruising for a--"

"Shut up." She kissed him quickly, leaving him panting, and took down his pants and underwear.

"Oh God!"

"You've blistered my butt often enough; don't you think it's time I got a turn."

It wasn't a question. Edward couldn't resist as she led him to the sofa and bent him across the arm. She looked so tiny naked, elegant and graceful. Her pretty mouth was turned down in a determined frown, and he couldn't argue with her.

She took the quirt from his hand and began to play it across his bare ass. Edward trembled and opened his mouth to protest, but nothing came out. He gapped like a dying fish and just stared at her.

Nicole grinned, let him lick and kiss a pink nipple, then let his ass have it. Edward almost screamed. He gritted his teeth and trembled violently.

"Oh, fuck!" he muttered finally. "God, that's incredible."

"Of course. Now you see how the other half lives."

"How do you bear it."

"Ah, that's the secret. Find someplace inside yourself where you can go. Live there. Convert the pain to pleasure."

"SHIT!" roared Edward as another stripe blossomed across his ass. "Fuck! This CANNOT be pleasurable."

"Of course it can," said Nicole. "I'm having a great time." She reached between Edward's legs and found something soft and squeezed. There was an immediate reaction. "There's Mr. Stiffy," giggled the girl.


"Begging already? We've just started!"

"Oh no!"

"Oh yes. And then I've got to take pictures!"

"No way! No fucking waAAAY!" Edward's voice cracked as a blow from the quirt took away his breath.

"I'll say what we do here, you got that you naughty pervert?"

The crop rubbed a warning circle on Edward's butt and he slumped forward in defeat. "Yes," he whispered.

Nicole laughed. Naked, her breasts and buttocks nearly black and blue from torture, she brandished the crop triumphantly.

"Such a shame my parents have to come home and end our little games, isn't it."

Edward only groaned.

The End