Once it had, I twisted to the left and gave the left cheek a few good ones
too. I was in heaven (uh, maybe hell). I got up and went to the mirror
to check out the marks. I must have really hit it hard because the 1″ wide
perfect edged red stripes were starting to welt up on the edges. I rubbed
them and had to laugh thinking what my “x” would do if he seen this.
I thought, if it felt so damn good on my ass, I wondered what else I could
abuse. I turned to face the mirror and could’nt help looking at those huge
breast and nipples just begging for some attention. I grasped my nipples
hard and pulled them up as far as I could towards the ceiling, stretching
my breasts up and out of shape. When I thought I had stretched them as far
as I could, I pinched down harder, twisted my nipples and pulled a little
more. The pain jolt ran through my breasts and deep into my belly giving me
chills of pleasure. I almost climaxed on the spot but I released my nipples
just before I did. I was enjoying myself too much to have it end yet.
I walked over to the bed, finished my drink and got back onto mattress.
I sat up indian style and picked up the ruler. I held my left breast like
a double batch of bread dough and gently slapped the top of it a few times
to find out how it would feel. It was fantastic. I gingerly covered my
breast with slaps that would’nt leave anything but a light pink tint. It
felt so wonderful, I quickly switched hands and did the same to the right
one. I put down the ruler and roughly massaged and squeezed my left breast
until I was getting crazy. I picked up the ruler and slapped the under side
of my left orb hard and fast. Yeow! I clenched both hands and closed my
eyes tightly as the pain lingered on for a good 15 seconds. I opened my
eyes and peeked at a red stripe forming fast that ran diagonally across the
underside of my breast. I quickly grabbed the right one with both hands like
I was trying to crush it, massaging deeply until the friction on my skin
started to hurt, then I picked up the ruler and swung down hard onto my
poor breast. YEEOWW! I let go of the ruler and rolled around on the bed
tring to not scream out loud.
"Elsa?" a feminine voice called out.
"Diane? Yeah, it's me, with a friend." The naked blonde replied.
Diane came up, wearing a tee-shirt and a pair of very tight
jeans. She too was blonde, and very thin. Janice's first
impression was that she was sixteen or seventeen, but that
disappeared when she got closer.
Diane was pretty, and thin. Her breasts were small bulges under
her shirt, and her legs were thin too. Mostly her hips were
boyish and small, further giving illusion that she was very
young.
"I'm Diane." The thin blonde said, smiling at Janice. Janice
introduced herself, and Elsa followed suit, explaining to Diane
where they'd met. Both girls led Janice to a large blanket
spread out on the sandy soil some yards from the tent. 
