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The Passion of Saint Kate
Lanel Labat Dubelais
Alternate Universe Fan Fiction based on Life is Strange by DonTnoD
Chapter One: The Two
Another swift, stinging lash between her legs, the hardest one, drawing blood from her punished, swollen folds. “Ungh!” Kate dropped the soaked, knotted leather thong, nearly fainting as she collapsed against the side of her bed, tightly gripping her mattress with both fists as she succumbed to the aching, burning, stinging and suffering of her self-mortifications. Kate was writhing, panting, sweating and trembling as her deliciously agonizing orgasm pulsed and spilled down her thighs, onto the towel she was kneeling on at her bedside. “Oh Lord! Forgive me! I love Maxine so much! I can’t help myself; I need her so much!” Then Kate was wracked by sobs, followed by a torrent of tears from her released emotions. Her face buried in her folded arms; she didn’t hear the door to her dorm room open until she heard a sharp gasp from behind her. Kate, shocked and ashamed, spun away and collapsed onto her floor, curled up in a fetal position to hide her nakedness. “Max!”
“Katie! What happened, Kate?” Max slammed and locked the door rushing over to kneel beside her trembling, battered friend, gathering Kate into her arms for a desperate hug. Seeing the knotted leather thong beside Kate, Max felt a cold flash rush through her body as she realized that Kate hadn’t been attacked by anyone but had just now injured herself. “Why, Katie? What did you do to yourself?”
Max felt a lump in her throat, tears spilling over onto her cheeks, accompanied by a sinking sensation in her stomach and an unexpected moist, warm burst in her privates, her face reddening in shame. Breathing in the intoxicating scent of Kate’s spent passion, Max thought: “God, but Kate is so lovely and so tragic!” Max nuzzled Kate’s messy dark blond hair, her usual bun undone, cascading down her back and over her shoulders, fragrant and matted with perspiration. Max caressed Kate’s trembling body, streaked with fresh red-dappled welts and marked, also, with too many older, faded scars and bruises. Max felt pity and yearning as she enfolded Kate’s naked suffering. “Oh, Katie!”
Kate uttered an inarticulate moan and clutched Max harder, burying her tear-stained face into Max’s neck and shoulder. “I’m sorry, Max! I’m so sorry! I didn’t want you to ever see me like this!” There followed a convulsed fit of sobbing and muffled wailing as Kate pressed her wet, hot face into the crook of Max’s shoulder and neck. Max was losing control of her own wracking sobs as she experienced Kate’s profound shame and mortification. Finally, getting control of herself, Max squeezed Kate harder and comforted her “Shush, my sweet Kate, it’s alright, I am here with you now and I’ll do anything for you, I’m not leaving you!”
“Oh, Max! You must be so disgusted by me!” Max tilted back Kate’s face and lightly kissed the tears from her cheeks. “Katie, I’m not disgusted at all, but I am worried sick to find you like this, let’s get you up on the bed and I will bring that aloe lotion from your dresser and treat your wounds, then we can talk about what happened to you.”
“Please, Max, I should get dressed, I’m so embarrassed!” Max held Kate’s shoulders tight and met her teary gaze with stern blue eyes. “No, Kate! Let me tend to you first!” Kate covered her face with her hands as Max lightly dabbed lotion onto the welts across Kate’s breasts, buttocks and “Oh, dear Katie! Your swollen privates! You’re bleeding down there!” Max brushed her lips lightly across Kate’s wounds, giving light kisses while murmuring soothing words. Kate trembled, moaned and sighed; Max then covered her lightly with a soft blanket. “Max, tell me, please, why did you come into my room just then?” Max held Kate’s gaze with a somber, worried look on her face. “Oh, My sweet Katie, I was passing in the hallway, on the way to the showers, when I heard you in distress, faintly calling out my name, I was frightened for you, thinking that something terrible was happening to you, so that’s why I rushed into your room!” Kate started sobbing again, holding Max tighter. “I, I really needed you, Max, you don’t know how much, I ache inside when I imagine you with me, and I am lost without you, that’s why I cannot resist that sick, sinking-gut compulsion to punish myself like this! Afterwards, when I’ve whipped myself until I can’t stand the pain anymore, I sometimes cramp up, deep inside me, that’s when I get my release, you know, down there?” Kate placed Max’s hand on her belly just above her pubic hair. “Katie! Oh, my sweet Katie, why didn’t you know that I really care about you and why couldn’t you let me know you felt this way about me? We could’ve been together, just like we are right now! I would’ve held you and loved you, so you wouldn’t have needed to hurt yourself, just because you were lonely for me?” Kate whimpered, softly speaking in a hurt little girl’s voice. “I was afraid that you wouldn’t ever feel this way about me, Max, I’d become so frustrated and anxious, imagining us together and then hopelessly yearning for you, suffering because you weren’t there, anguished because you wouldn’t ever be there! So, I whipped myself to ease the agony of my feelings for you, climaxing after repeatedly hurting my private places, always wanting it to be you, Max! But it is such a brief comfort, never satisfying, a cheat, but sadly, it was all I had!”
Max nuzzled Kate behind her ear, and then spoke softly, with a breaking voice. “Katie, I’m so sorry this happened to you, I’m so stupid and awkward, when it comes to showing my feelings, I’ve wanted to be with you, like we are right now, for a such a long time, but I was afraid you wouldn’t ever like me this way, since you are so strong in your Christian faith, and you’d started that abstinence club on campus. I was afraid you would reject me as a sinner, when you found out that I am so attracted to you!” Max’s tears wet Kate’s neck and shoulder and Kate held her tighter. “Oh, Katie! There’s something I need to tell you! So many times, Katie, I’ve rubbed myself raw until I'd climaxed, just imagining being with you! I’ve sucked my arousal from my fingers, wishing it was your nectar I was tasting!”
“Max, my heart just leaped in my chest! Even though it is something I’d never do for myself, nevertheless Max, I’m so relieved and happy that you were touching yourself while thinking about me! You actually did really want me all along? Oh, Max, I’m so sorry that you thought I wouldn’t want to be with you like this! I know that it’s my fault for always behaving like the model little Christian, because of that, I’d frightened you off! Oh, my dearest Maxie, I do love my Lord and Savior and I do attend worship and I pray, but even though my parent’s denomination doesn’t approve of two women being together, like we are right now, I personally believe that love is never wrong! And Max, I do love you and I have so desperately wanted you and needed you, so now you know how I really feel!” Kate’s expression brightened. “Oh, Max! My Maxie! This is your second miracle! You’d saved my life once before, and now you are saving my forlorn heart, you’ve restored my soul and given me my reason to live again! Max, how could there ever be a greater love than the love you are sharing with me now?” Kate held Max’s gaze with an anxious, hopeful look on her face. “I…uhm…I’ve said too much, haven’t I?”
Max slowly shook her head ‘No’ as she smiled into Kate’s worried eyes and moved in for a passionate kiss, then breaking off long enough to catch her breath, Max reassured her newfound lover. “I love you, Kate, I won’t leave your side, ever, and I will be with you, always! We need to be on the same level, so therefore, I’m undressing myself for you, Kate. Just so you know, I’ve never been completely naked with anyone until this moment. It’s only fair that you see me like this, just as naked and vulnerable as you are now. So trust me and don’t be ashamed, please look at me, Kate, I want you to touch me, take comfort in my warmth, breathe in my scent, really feel that I am with you, as there should be no more shame between us. I know that you need for me to hold you close, skin to skin, and I absolutely need to feel you pressed against me!” Max pulled her pajama top up over her head, to reveal her perky little breasts, sprinkled across their upper sides with delightful freckles, such as the cute ones across Max’s cheeks and nose. Kate gasped in awe. “Max, you are so, so very beautiful!” Max blushed and grinned as she pulled down her shorts, along with her sheer white panties, Kate blushed in turn, when she noticed that the crotch of Max’s panties was translucent and wet. “Oh Max, your little brown bush is so sweet, I just want to nuzzle in it, like I do with my bunny, Alice!” Max giggled and then crawled into bed with Kate, opening her thighs invitingly. “I hope that you won’t stop at just nuzzling me there, you will need to do more than just snuggle with my anxious little brown bunny, she’s not tamed by you, yet, and she’s expecting you to greet her with a kiss!” Kate blushed and hid her face under the blanket. “I want to, Max, but I’m just afraid of where that will lead us!”
Embracing under the blanket, Max kissed Kate’s eyelids and cheeks again, sipping and swallowing the bitter, salty tears on her face and neck. Kate sniffled and whimpered. “I’m still a virgin, Max, I shouldn’t be doing this!” Max stroked Kate and whispered gentle assurances. “Katie, we don’t have to lose our virginity while being intimate, we can be affectionate and do so many loving things with each other that don’t involve breaking our hymens.” Kate let out a nervous little chuckle. “Alright then, Max, I believe you, and I trust you, I need to be intimate with you, too!” Max was overcome with desire. “Oh Katie, please, may I start loving you, now?” Kate nuzzled Max’s neck, nodding her assent several times. “What do you want me to do first, Max?”
“Katie, this is my first time, too! I’ve read erotic stories, mostly about what girls do with other girls, so I’m just going to follow my impulses and we will discover each other together, for as long as we need to.” Kate smiled and looked into Max’s eyes. “Yes, Max, I’ve waited my whole life for somebody to touch me and love me; I had so much hoped that it would be you!" The two girls, inhaling the scents of their mutual arousal, spontaneously clutched each other in a fierce embrace and a probing kiss, until they both gasped for breath. “Kate, I think you should lie on your back, I need to explore your exquisite body!” Kate eagerly complied, lying back with a contented sigh. Max perched on top of Kate, squatting enough to gently tickle Kate with her moist brown bush, as she gradually moved down Kate’s trembling body, licking sweat from each place she touched, kissing the angry red welts striping Kate’s breasts, thrilling as Kate’s tender nipples hardened, leaving soft kisses up her chest and along her neck, and then finally, to passionately kiss Kate’s parted lips, delicately probing between Kate’s teeth to tangle with Kate’s questing tongue.
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Kate responded vigorously as they explored each other’s mouths, sipping and swallowing each other’s passionate saliva. Kate broke away and gasped for breath. Max rested next to Kate with one leg bent across her stomach, so that her moist brown bush was pressed tightly against Kate’s side, with one arm cradling Kate’s exquisite welted breasts. “Please Kate, don’t be afraid anymore, let me love you, may I kiss you down there now?” Kate smiled radiantly, sighing as she relaxed and opened her knees, assenting with a murmur and a nod of her head, her eyes squeezed tightly shut. Max moved over Kate, gently spreading kisses across Kate’s eyelids, her lips and cheeks, behind her ears and along the sides of her neck, down her breastbone, around her lovely petite breasts, lightly nibbling each nipple, then down the line of Kate’s belly, to pause with her nose brushing back and forth in the fragrant thatch of Kate’s dark blond pubic hair, eliciting a moan and gasp as Kate’s chest heaved up. Max gently lifted Kate’s legs up over her shoulders, so that Kate’s legs dangled behind Max’s back. Max spread Kate’s thighs apart, then slowly licked and nibbled both of Kate’s inner thighs, nuzzling and licking the groin creases on each side of Kate’s bushy mons, savoring and swallowing the faintly musky, sticky and salty residue matting Kate’s damp, fragrant pubic hair, that nectar of arousal blended from Kate’s perspiration, her bleeding and the viscous release from her earlier post-flagellation climax! Then Max delicately split apart Kate’s bush with her lips and tongue, lightly kissing, nibbling and suckling along her most private places, brushing her lips softly along Kate’s hot, reddened, swollen vulva, delighting in the tickle of Kate’s damp, fragrant, untrimmed bush across her face, reveling in the musky scent and slightly metallic flavor of Kate’s bleeding passion. Kate’s head rocked back as she gasped and moaned, clenching her heels into Max’s back, pulling her face in closer. “Maxie! Aaaah, Aaaaaah! Oh, Max!” Max teased her tongue tip around Kate’s bruised clitoris, while lightly nibbling and suckling that sensitized pearl, bringing Kate to a sudden gushing, quaking, hip-bucking orgasm. Whereupon, Max slurped up and swallowed Kate’s exquisite, warm and viscous, faintly saline and altogether fragrant flow, thoroughly licking Kate clean, before returning to Kate’s lips with a playful and penetrating kiss, thus surprising a wide-eyed Kate with a taste of her own essences. “Oh my God, Max, you are incredible, way beyond what I imagined you would be like! I…uhmm, I’m so surprised, I really enjoy the taste of my juices on your lips and my odor on your face! Now I want to kiss your lovely body, Max, I need to taste you and sniff you everywhere!” The two intertwined their sweating legs and bodies, briefly resting in each other’s warm glow. “Did you really like how I tasted, Max, how did you know it wouldn’t revolt you?”
Max blushed. “Oh, uhm, remember that I told you I like to lick my fingers after I rub one out, as they say? So, uhm, that’s how I already knew I would enjoy licking you, Katie! I am so turned on now after tasting your pain and passion! I, Oh God, how do I tell you this, I also, uhm, I think I need to feel what you were doing to yourself before I came into your room? Could you, please, ugh, oh God, I’m so nervous! Could you please, dear Katie, also whip me between my legs, you know, until I climax like you did?” Max reached down by the bed and picked up the knotted thong, and trembling with nervous anticipation, placed it in Kate’s hand.
Kate gulped and stared at Max. “Do you really want me to hurt you, Max? Let’s relax and just cuddle first, I need time to explain about myself, before you decide to go through with this. I, uhm, oh how shall I put this? I have a history of corporal punishment, from when I was little until I was nearly grown. When my mother would get mad at my sisters and me, she would make us wait until my father came home from work to have him punish us. Do you know what a razor strop is?” Max shook her head. Kate pressed herself closer and spoke softly into Max’s ear. “It’s a thick belt of leather, about two inches wide and two feet long, with a metal clip on one end so that it can be stretched tight while stropping a straight razor; it was so big and heavy that it blazed red agony across our entire buttocks with each stroke!” Max was shocked and angered. “Oh Katie, your father was a monster to punish you so hard!”
Kate smiled ruefully. “I know, it does seem that way, but my father was gentle and kind to my sisters and me, most of the time. You’ve heard of “spare the rod and spoil the child,” haven’t you? Our church community was strict that way, the real problem was that when my mother used to get angry and punish us, she would grab anything at hand, an electric cord, a stretched out metal coat hanger, a green-branch switch, even a belt with the buckle out, and then beat us fiercely, leaving welts, cuts, scratches, lumps and blood blisters on our legs, arms, hands, feet, and sometimes, on our necks and across our faces, and even worse cuts and marks on our naked bodies! We would be sick and feverish for days, utterly ashamed to be seen by anybody! My sisters and I have always dressed in skirts and blouses, like proper little ladies. Dad couldn’t stand it that the marks of our beatings were displayed for everybody to comment on, so he decided to put a stop to mother’s punishments and bargained with her to allow only himself to punish us and to only use his razor strop on our buttocks, since it made a frightening loud smack and hurt us without leaving a permanent mark. Mother insisted that we get ten strokes for each punishment, and that we were to pull our panties down to our ankles, bare-bottom, and then bend over the bed, suffering the strokes in silence. Any cry earned an extra stroke, I’ve heard my poor sisters, Amanda and, especially poor little Lynn, the youngest one, scream through twenty or more strokes, until father just gave up and let them be, to sob themselves to sleep. I could usually keep my punishment down to ten strokes and so I would take the blame for my sisters as much as I could get away with!”
Max, with tears brimming in her eyelids, started pleading. “But Katie, why then, after having suffered so many punishments, were you whipping yourself just to get a climax, how come you didn’t just masturbate with your fingertips, like I do?”
Katie started weeping as she reached for Max’s hand. “Oh, Max, even though my father would punish us hard, he was careful not to look at our privates, especially as I was maturing into adolescence. Being a hormonal teen, I was more rebellious in those days, and one night I just wanted to watch a stupid TV cartoon show, instead of going to an evening youth meeting at church. Mother was furious at my defiance and ordered my immediate punishment. I was angry and so I tried to get away from the whipping, twisting around just as the razor strop came down hard across my lady parts, right on the most sensitive place! I shrieked and doubled over while grabbing myself, kicking and thrashing in pain. Father’s face went white, after seeing what he had done to my privates, so he dropped the razor strop as he rushed out of the room. Mother made me get dressed anyway, and I still had to go with her to church! After the pain lessened, and once I was seated in the meeting room, I felt warmth and moisture down there, while experiencing a peculiar cramping, followed by a flow wetting my panties! I was worried that I was bleeding and asked the layperson to be excused so that I could go to the bathroom stall and check myself out. That was when I saw it, I wasn’t cut down there by father’s strop, the wetness wasn’t bloody like a wound or even like my period, it was sort of phlegmy and clear, I got it all over my fingers cleaning myself, so I sniffed it and was surprised at its clean and pleasant scent, I realized later that those spasms were from my first orgasm! Max, don’t you see what had happened to me? We were never allowed to practice masturbation, it wasn’t ever talked about, but I was severely punished, afterwards, by mother, when she caught me rubbing myself. She didn’t care about father’s punishment deal, she beat my hands with a large wooden spoon, until they were so swollen that I couldn’t close them, but that wasn’t enough for her, she slapped me hard, several times, back and forth, until I was passing out and everything went dim and grey, while screaming at me and calling me every unclean thing she could think of. She flipped me back onto the bed, ripped away my panties and held my legs open while she beat my privates with a doubled-up leather belt, lashing me harder and harder between my legs, until she tired herself out, but I’d already passed out by then.”
Max was silently crying, streaming tears wetting her face and bosom, shaking with grief, but she still clasped Kate’s hand, bringing it to her lips for a kiss as she nodded for Kate to continue.
“Afterwards, I could barely creep into the bathroom to rinse the blood from between my legs, for a week I would stifle a cry each time I had to urinate, scabs would stick to my panties and pull away to bleed again each time I changed them. After a couple of days, I had healed to a dull ache, with some stinging as my scabs stretched, whenever I tried to move. While I was writhing in pain, after a particularly sharp strain in my privates, my insides suddenly cramped and churned, that was when I had another orgasm, this time without rubbing myself! I was too afraid to touch myself, after that brutal lashing, and so much later, once I’d completely healed, I learned that I could sometimes stimulate a climax after flogging my privates enough. I even enjoyed whipping my small breasts to excite and harden my nipples. I justified my indulgences by reminding myself that I was self-flagellating, in the manner of Christian supplicants, and punishing myself for those sinful little pleasures! I experimented with belts, electric cords, green switches, but I finally settled on knotted leather bootlaces, like a small piece of a cat-o-nine tails, I would moisten the thong with lotion so it was more limber, heavier, and so it would sting me harder!”
Max was crying copious tears and sniffling while hearing this account of her beloved Kate’s harsh youth. “Didn’t your father do anything about your mother’s cruel treatment?” Kate looked down as tears rolled down her cheeks. “He finally threatened to divorce my mother and take all of his daughters away with him, but he relented, as long as mother never beat any of us ever again, and he never used the razor strop on us after that, just swats with the palm of his hand, over our panties, of course. So, even though the years of harsh corporal punishment had ended, perhaps my sisters could put it behind them and live happier lives, but I was too damaged physically, mentally and emotionally, to ever be well or normal again! Oh, Max, I’ve become a closeted sexual deviant, someday I’ll be exposed!”
Max wept, continuing in a broken, sobbing voice. “I must be one too, my dear suffering Katie! I’m happy to be a closeted sexual deviant right along with you! But, oh, my dearest Katie, you are always so kind and helpful to everybody in need, I know that you volunteer at food banks, church charities, leading your school abstinence group and even helping to cheer up hospitalized children. You are so artistic, with your drawings, and you play so beautifully on your violin. You are so kind and attentive to everyone you meet. You are so beautiful, modest and gracious; you have an aura of loving kindness, acceptance and generosity. You ask so little for yourself and yet give so willingly to others. I enjoy every moment we have together, our lovely tea dates, our long conversations, our pajama parties, our guitar and violin jam sessions, but most of all, I look forward to your heartfelt hugs. So, you see, don’t you? Why I can’t bear it that you punish yourself so severely in private!” Max sobs and embraces Kate fiercely, pressing her naked body harder all along Kate’s.
“Max, my dearest Maxie! You think too highly of me! I am selfish, in that I help people, in order to overcome my loneliness. Sometimes people are grateful, and I do feel satisfaction when I help them, especially those children in need. But, in the manner I was raised, the only physical contact I’d ever had is a chaste hug with family, or maybe, just a handshake with acquaintances. Even my parents avoided any real physical affection with my sisters and me, never a kiss, except for an occasional light peck on the top of the head. Max, didn’t you realize that I always hugged you tight and close, sometimes giving you a little kiss on the cheek or stroking your hair? I know that it was nothing special to you, but it was worlds away from what I was allowed to do! The only comfort and solace I’ve had, was holding, petting and nuzzling my sweet little bunny, Alice!” Max glanced over to see that Alice’s cage had been covered with a towel, probably so that the little bunny wouldn’t be frightened by seeing Kate’s violent self-flagellations.
“Max, you are truly my angel, my savior, the only person who’d unconditionally accepted me during my disgraceful Vortex Club video scandal! Most people derided and taunted me, my family reviled and rejected me, and I had lost all sense of my worth! So, I kept flogging myself mercilessly in private; I didn’t even feel like trying to climax anymore, I didn’t deserve any pleasure, only punishment! I was trying to hurt myself enough so that I could justify my shame! No matter how long and hard I lashed myself, it was never enough!”
Kate started sobbing and choking out her words, Max wept harder as she listened to more of Kate’s excruciating confession. “Do you know what I was the most ashamed of, Max? That party drug you told me about afterwards, when we were on the girl’s dorm rooftop, you believed that it was put in the drink that I’d swallowed, it had swept away all of my control and inhibitions! That video, later sent to all and sundry, showed me crawling into the arms of callous, drunken jocks and stoners, I was slobbering them with kisses and being passed from one to another, the video’s captions cruelly derided my abstinence program, my faith and my morals, delighting in my hypocrisy! Do you know what hurt me the most? I showed everybody my true colors, my repressed need for affection, and my desperation for intimacy! I was mistaken in thinking that Nathan took me out of the party to help me! He deceived me and used me! I remember being told that I was in a clinic, I was injected in my neck, and it hurt! Then, I woke up lying on a cold floor with my hands and feet bound, paralyzed but sometimes aware. I remember white lights and shadows, somebody pulling me, shoving me, even kicking me like I was a ragdoll. Whirring, clicking sounds and bright flashes, maybe photos being taken of me? There were angry shouts and unintelligible orders, more shoving and kicking, and then another sharp sting in my neck, afterwards I passed out. Much later, I woke up on the floor of the hallway near my dorm room, I was broken and confused. What had I done? Had I been raped? Why had somebody beaten and kicked me?” Kate agonized and wailed louder at that horrible memory; Max embraced her tighter and felt Kate’s hot tears coursing down her bare chest. “I never had a chance to get back to normal when that Vortex Club video appeared on everybody’s phones and laptops! Nobody would listen to me, I didn’t do those things on purpose, and I wasn’t believed by anybody but you, Max. You tried to comfort me, but I was too upset to talk to you!”
Max looked up into Kate’s pain reddened eyes. “Katie, I erased the website address that Victoria had marked on the bathroom mirror with her lipstick. I still regret not being brave enough to confront Victoria, Taylor and Courtney when they were taunting and tormenting you while you were brushing your teeth. I was a coward, hiding behind the shower stall curtain until everybody had left. I did talk to Juliet and Dana later, in our dorm hallway, and they agreed to not pass around the video, saying they would erase their copies. I saw a rude and hurtful taunt on your hallway whiteboard, so I erased it and drew a peace sign. I stopped that security guard, David Madsen, from harassing you when you were walking to class. I’m so sorry, Kate, that I didn’t try harder to help you and stay by you, I’m such a shitty friend!” Katie sniffled. “Not to me, Max, you’d tried to comfort me!”
Kate started shaking as she recalled what happened next. “That last day, I’d just snapped, Mr. Jefferson scolding me outside of photography class, that was the killing stroke! I brushed you off when you tried to stop me and talk to me in the hall, I was just too angry and upset! My eyes were blurring with tears as I ran outside, through the cold, pouring rain, I was determined to do it! I rushed up the stairway to the roof of the dormitory, exhausted, wobbly and out of breath. The door wasn’t locked, so I managed to stagger across and step up onto the low wall around the roof’s edge, balancing and trembling in the chilling downpour on that narrow strip. Looking down at the crowd of gawkers gathering below, I was so furious! Oh, so now I’m just a show for them, they’ll see me broken and shattered at their feet, my last video on the goddamned web, that’s all I’m good for! Looking out over the quad, I spotted you, Max, running towards the dorm, you were looking up at me, but you were still behind most of the crowd. I was so angry and bitter, finally ready to step out into eternal oblivion, I hated myself so much that I wanted to extinguish my life, just an ending, no heaven or hell, unpardoned, forgotten!”
Kate choked up, covered her face, wracked with sobs, Max felt helpless to comfort her. Kate finally caught her breath and continued. “It was impossible, it couldn’t have happened, but somehow, Max, you staggered through the rooftop doorway with your hand raised to stop me. You nearly collapsed but you struggled valiantly to reach me, blood was streaming down your face from your nostrils! I was still too angry to listen to what you tried to say, if you’d attempted to grab me, at that moment, then I was determined to jump, even if you fell with me, I didn’t care anymore! I didn’t really believe that you cared about me, anyhow, but you reminded me about how my littlest sister, Lynn, would feel after I killed myself, it wasn’t enough to stop me, though! That last thing you said, though, that precious quote you’d memorized, Matthew 11:28, bookmarked in my Bible: “Come to me, all who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.” Even that wasn’t enough to stop me. But, right then, I had a flash of realization rush through me from head to toes! Oh my God, Max, you had to really care about me if you knew something so personal, I saw your hand reaching out to me, I turned away from the edge and tumbled down onto the roof and into your loving embrace! Don’t you see, Max? I never wanted to be anywhere else, ever again, but right there, wrapped in your arms, I love you with every fiber of my being, with my entire heart and soul, I love you even more than God the Father and our Savior! When I was taken away from you by those paramedics, I grieved and cried out for you! The doctors who examined me discovered the marks of my self-mortifications. Self-harming, they’d called it. So, That’s why the hospital staff held on to me so long, for extra counseling and observation, but since I was of barely legal age to have an adult’s right to choose, they agreed to my request not to inform my parents of my secret, shameful habits. When you started visiting me, I was so anxious to get back to my life and be with you again. I still had so many doubts about you maybe not wanting me the same way that I desperately wanted you. My gnawing anxiety, and my unfulfilled longing for you, finally pressured me into seeking some small, unsatisfactory relief through prolonged, self-inflicted suffering. This is how you found me tonight, weeping after I’d flogged myself to another bleeding orgasm! So, this has to be the miracle I needed, because you are here with me now, and you can teach me how to make love to you! You are my one and only, your body is so much more beautiful than I had ever imagined, I crave your gaze, your lips, your touch, I need to taste you as you have tasted me, and, God help me, please forgive me Max, but I still want you to be the one who loves me enough to whip me! I just don’t know when I will ever be able to give that up!”
In answer, Max grasped Kate and fiercely probed Kate’s mouth with her tongue, a long session of passionate deep kissing, gulping and swallowing of each other’s saliva continued until they had to catch their breath. Max sighed. “I love you Kate, I understand now, and just as I needed to do the right thing and get naked with you, I am ready again, to even out things between us. I’d never been punished, by even so much as a spanking, when I was growing up. But I want you to punish me with your whip, because I love you! I want to feel your lash across my breasts until my nipples are stiff and tender, I want you to whip my pussy and my rosebud, until they are wet, swollen and red! I want you to lick my welts and swallow my tormented climax! I’m probably misremembering a quote, from Bradbury’s Pandemonium Shadow Show story: “I suck that pain and find it sweet.” Just like now, when I’d tasted your musky arousal and that little hint of your bleeding, I felt my own Lady parts heating up and getting slick for you, Kate! Someday, when we’ve practiced whipping each other enough, I think that I want to try having you straddle my face, so that my mouth is covered by your pussy and my nose is near your cute little pucker, meanwhile, you will face my spread thighs and flog my lady parts until I climax! And, Oh Katie, I’m so wet for you just imagining you hurting me and loving me like that! I swear to do all of this and even more with you! I love you so much, Katie, and I want to share your suffering and your pleasure for the rest of my life, so help me God I do!”
“Max, my sweetest love, I feel that there is more in your vehement desire to have me punish you, than just fairness and sharing, and you are so sure, in detail, how you want me to do this, you’ve thought of punishing yourself a lot, before tonight, I know you have! Love me enough to trust me with your secret reason for craving this much punishment, Max, you already know most of mine, as painful and shameful as they are!”
“Oh, Katie, you are so right, and I will trust you, but I don’t want you to turn away from me in jealousy, I want you to punish me because of how badly I’d treated another girl! I had a best friend, Chloe, who saved me from a bully on my very first day in school and was always with me until I was thirteen. I was even welcomed as a member of Chloe’s family; I loved being with them at their house, especially in Chloe’s room, much more than at my own home. Chloe and I did everything together, I was too young and unsure of myself to admit that I loved Chloe, even though she was never shy in trying to open my eyes that she felt that way about me, I’d always get embarrassed and pretend to myself that Chloe was just kidding me, she joked around a lot about wanting to hug and kiss me, she did hug and kiss me a lot, and I let her because she was my best and only friend, she even dropped hints that she expected to marry me one day. Everybody knows that girls can only marry boys, but Chloe and I couldn’t stand the thought of that, boys are just so disgusting! Now, I realize that she would play it off like she was joking about those things to cover up for her hurt and disappointment when I’d play dumb and not return her affections. I didn’t know it, at the time, but my parents were arranging to move us to Seattle in a couple more weeks. I was with Chloe, making pancakes in the kitchen with William, her dad, when Joyce, Chloe’s mom, called to have William go pick her up at the grocery store near her work, he was killed on the way there, in a car accident, when another driver T-boned his driver’s side door, crushing him to death.”
Max started crying and Kate comforted her until she could catch her breath to continue. “Joyce was devastated and withdrawn, blaming her phone call for William’s death. Chloe was wild and disconsolate in her grief, she screamed at poor Joyce in a chilling attack, pounding on her mom and blaming Joyce for her father’s death! I couldn’t bear it, so I ran home crying, blinded with my tears! I was uncomfortable seeing Chloe like that and started making excuses to stay home, avoiding her. Before I knew it, my time had run out to mend things with Chloe. My parents had sprung the news, about our moving to Seattle, on me the same day they were packing-up to leave. Oh Kate, I was crying so hard, running over to find Chloe, then, when I blubbered out to her what was happening, I could tell she was shocked, hurt and resentful, the result of all of my selfishness, stupidity and betrayal mirrored on her face! Too late, it was just too late! The last thing I saw, through the rearview window of our car as we drove away, was Joyce in tears waving goodbye, and Chloe screaming my name as she ran after me, trying to catch our car! I felt so guilty and unworthy, then, even as I do now. While busy adjusting to Seattle and the new life my parents had forced me into, I’d only tried emailing Chloe a couple of times in the first month or so. She was so unhappy and bitter, because I’d abandoned her during her time of greatest need. I didn’t even try phoning her so she could at least hear my voice and tell me how bad things were! So, I just turtled and postponed until we had completely lost contact for the next five years. I am a really shitty best friend! Turning eighteen, my parents arranged for me to finish my senior year at Blackwell Academy. Even after returning to Arcadia Bay, did I try to find Chloe so she could confront me? No, I was being my usual chicken-shit self, always excuses, procrastination, rationalization and, especially, avoidance! So, do you see how I really am, Kate? Now you know another big reason why I crave a good, hard whipping!”
Kate was saddened by Max’s certainty of her unworthiness; this wasn’t the considerate, brave, caring and helpful Max that she adored. Kate gripped Max in a forceful embrace and spoke with all of her feelings. “Didn’t you believe anything I had said about you, Max? I am here because you risked everything to save me, you are loving me, right here and right now, more than anyone ever had, and more than anyone ever will! Because our hearts are opening to each other, I’m getting impressions, visions, if you will, I’m seeing everything so clearly, Max! You beat yourself down over situations you had no control over! Damn it to Hell and back, Max! You were such a sensitive little girl, too unsure of yourself to put yourself forward, always deferring to others, preferring to remain in the background, unnoticed. You were embarrassed when any one praised or complimented you, and you couldn’t conceal from anybody how inhibited you were or how undeserving you felt. You were bullied, ridiculed, excluded, and overlooked so much that it is a wonder you turned out to be the amazing, talented and indescribably special Maxine that I love! Christ in his Heaven, Max, because I love you so much, I would march into the jaws of Hell itself and beg for eternal damnation just to be at your side a minute longer!”
Kate broke down into sobs and shudders, Max started to speak but Kate snapped up her bowed head to fiercely catch Max’s attention, covering Max’s lips with her fingertips. “Don’t say anything yet, Max, I’m having my say! I can see that Chloe was always your strength, protecting you, befriending you, fighting your battles, taking you by the hand and rushing you into adventures and exploits. You never had to develop strength and assertiveness while you were with her. Chloe loved you, Max, I have no doubt about that, you were her complement, you provided the qualities of character she needed. Chloe, just as I do now, loved your sweetness, your careful, thoughtful and judicious manner. You were the only person, on this earth, who could rein Chloe in with a gentle word and touch. Patience and strategy are your strengths, Max; Chloe would always rush headlong into disaster. I don’t have the whole story, but you love me, so in your own time you will tell me. I do know this, though, I sense it and I feel it down to my bones, my dearest Max, you have the will, the power and the love to save Chloe from her destruction, you have already done so many times and you will do so again. I’m not jealous of Chloe, Max, because I can feel that your heart and soul are so great, the Hosts of Heaven pause in their labors, awaiting with bated breath your every decision, as the entire Pleroma can be transformed in the wink of your eye, Max!”
Kate broke down again into a bawling wreck, her emotions gushing out with her tears. Max couldn’t hold steady any longer, she collapsed so completely, sobbing and breathless as she clutched her beloved Katie for dear life itself. They pooled their tears, finding such a sweet and complete release that no power known to Heaven, It’s Wonders, and Hell, could ever break the bonds of their love for each other. Kate heard the ringing pronouncement from the beyond, the tolling of a mighty celestial chime that sealed the unbreakable bonds of their eternal wedding, lifetime following lifetime, until time had shrunk into duration, and space had collapsed into extension, all to be withdrawn into that unknowable sphere wherein the In-and-Inmost-High saves the materials scavenged from the ending of this Creation until needed for manifestation of the next.
Kate resumed with a soothing and loving tone; her righteous anger spent. “Okay, my dearest Max, please listen to me. I’ve had a vision and a promise; I need to ponder all of this before I can tell you about it. The important thing is the revelation about us. We came to the center from different directions; we are so much alike that we are attuned to each other naturally. All that man knows of physics and everything being discovered through metaphysics isn’t enough to explain our bonding. Our portion of the Great Soul, that we are forming together, is something like two negatives make a positive. We are entirely female, neither of us was, nor ever will be, attracted to males. We are the cross of the elements encircled by the endless cycles of the seasons. We embody all of the powers in nature. We live and breathe the natural world. Males can only use logic and craft to break apart nature’s harmonious perfection, merely to reform the pieces into tools of their devising, incapable, with very few exceptions, of living in the flow and ebb of the greater cycles. I had a hint that we will someday, sooner or later, and maybe even in a future lifetime, be joined to yet another soul drawn to us for healing, reconciliation and union. On that scale of understanding, I have neither the right nor the reason to ever be jealous of your love!”
Max was stunned as she comprehended the certainty and clarity of Kate’s revelation. “Oh My God, Kate! I sort of get it, it feels so right, so profoundly truthful, I’ve already had experiences that can only be explained by what you’ve just told me! But how do my newfound desires for you fit into all of this noble destiny? I still crave our lovemaking! I still need for you to give me my pain and my ecstasy! Are we even allowed to do any of that anymore?”
“Don’t worry about that, Max, the message showed me that our love, our pain and our ecstasy are actually the very same Divine Formula that is opening our consciousness and our hearts! Drinking each other’s fluids, after we climax, is the very same secret alchemical transformative substance that opens our perceptions to the unseen realms, empowering us to perform seeming miracles, at need. So, Max, I have a very important question for you!”
Max nodded, unable to speak, as she was under the spell of Kate’s Holiness and Divinity.
Kate gazed soberly into Max’s blue eyes and asked. “Max, will you marry me? I don’t want to be a virgin any longer; we can break our hymens after the nuptials!” Max grinned and hugged Kate harder “I thought you’d never ask! Yes, oh yes Kate! I’ll marry you! But for now, please Katie, let’s waste no more time? I’m aching deep inside for you, Katie, and it’s my turn for punishment!”
“Okay, Max, I’m going to start you out with a simple position so that I only hurt the sensitive places between your thighs, I don’t want to leave marks on your beautiful body, Max, because I still need to taste and smell every lovely private place I can discover on you!” As Kate soaked her knotted thongs with lotion, she instructed Max to kneel with her face down on the bed, embracing the pillows so she could breath, and with her buttocks raised high and her knees spread wide in order to open her butt cheeks. Oh, God! Max felt such nervous butterflies in her stomach, along with a thrilling electric tingling in her dribbling crotch, as she anticipated the first lash!
Kate instructed her to close her eyes and bite down on a rolled-up sock so that her cries wouldn’t alert the dorm. Kate surprised Max by attentively licking her vulva and then her anus. Max spit out the sock and exclaimed “What are you licking my pucker for? You’re supposed to whip me now!” Kate laughed “Put a sock in it, Max. I need to excite your privates and get you wet so that I don’t need to whip you for such a long time, and I’m curious to find out if your personal flavor changes with your pain. Also, since you have a smelly butt, I’m being a loving momma cat who is just cleaning her kitten’s messy bottom first, so that it doesn’t mask the delightful subtleties I expect to find when I savor and swallow your climax!” Max was shocked. “Eeuw! Gross! Spit it out, Kate! I haven’t showered for two days!” Angry now, Kate addressed Max severely, smartly swatting her pert bottom. “Bad Max! This is exactly how I want you! I am with you, experiencing real intimacy for the first time in my life, and I crave your every scent and flavor! I’m loving you, Max, intensely loving you, and I would never spit you out!” Max demurred, with a moan of pleasure from the stinging afterglow of Kate’s spank on her sensitive rear, then once again, obediently clamping the sock between her teeth and squeezing shut her eyes in anxious anticipation of Kate’s first stroke.
Kate continued to stimulate a moaning Max with her tongue, suckling Max’s sensitive and engorged labia with her lips, until Max was dripping wet and wriggling her pelvis in arousal. With a quick, hard stroke Kate lashed Max smartly on her anus, it flared open and shut as Max squeaked and bolted forward, banging her head on the wall. Kate giggled and gently repositioned Max, whispering in her ear. “I’m so sorry, my darling Maxie, you didn’t know what to expect, and that really hurt you, should we stop now?” Max emphatically shook her head and mumbled a muffled “Uh-uh, more!” and gamely spread her knees further apart, raising her spread cheeks higher for the next blow. Kate repositioned herself beside her kneeling, expectant Max, facing rearward and above her so that she could begin to methodically lash the entire length of Max’s slick vulva, stinging her clitoris while starting soft and increasing the intensity of the lash with each succeeding stroke. Max wriggled and bucked but kept moaning for more. Kate paused as Max recovered a little from the intensity of her flogging, then Kate took a deep breath as she wound-up for the hardest lashes of all! As five whooshing strikes loudly smacked along those swollen nether lips, sending up a spray of pink, blood-tinged droplets, Max started to collapse while making a muffled keening sound, her thighs and buttocks tightened to contain the fiery agony in her privates, so Kate dropped the whip, rolled Max over and buried her face into Max’s swollen, bleeding, drooling crotch, while avidly licking, nibbling and suckling Max to a thrashing, gushing climax. Kate swallowed as much of Max’s flow as she could, and then compassionately finished her off by licking Max’s swollen labia and her wet inner thighs clean, then as a last tender act of loving care, soothing and tonguing Max’s tender rosebud.
Max lay limp and perspiration-soaked on her back, so Kate crawled up between Max’s spread thighs and along her heaving torso, pressing their breasts together as Kate embraced her spent lover. Max had tears streaming down the sides of her face as she lay gasping and clinging to her beloved. “Oh, Kate! I’ve never felt anything even remotely like that! It hurt so much but, afterwards, I came so much harder than I ever could’ve while rubbing myself off, I’m wracked! But Katie, why did you lick my smelly pucker, again?” Kate grinned “I’ve already told you; I love you so much, Max, that I would never, ever spit you out! I wanted to taste the bitter with the sweet. I also confirmed that your flavor and scent change while you are being whipped, there’s a little metallic flavor and a sort of fear aromatic that is exquisite and indescribable, and I just wanted to eat you up!” Max hugged Kate tighter “God, Kate, I feel all hot and aching down there, but I like it, I want more punishments from you! I can’t wait to have you also flog my breasts; I’m getting aroused again, just from imagining it!”
Kate passionately kissed Max and sipped the tears from her face. “I’ve never before felt so happy and complete as I do now, my skin is tingling and I feel all high and thrilled, I will never be able to get enough of you, Maxie! I feel this sick and delicious twinge between my legs; I really loved whipping you, Maxie, because you willingly suffered for me so sweetly, until you were about to gush for me, and then I brought you to climax as I tasted and swallowed your agony and ecstasy! I love you, you are my Lady, my Maxine Caulfield!”