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"Bring me the heavy pvc, the silicone spatula, and the thin cane," Mommy ordered. You obeyed, shivering as you picked up the thin cane. It was so stingy! You hated it but you had to obey Mommy.
"Lay on your belly."
You stretched out your naked body under Mommy's stare, tingling.
They started with the silicone spatula, warming up your ass with rhythmic hits that turned your cheeks a dusty pink. They paused occasionally to run their hands over the sensitive flesh, testing the warmth of it with their palms.
You felt a finger drift lightly along your outer labia, almost light enough to tickle. Then they pulled at your lips.
You gasped. "Mommy!"
"Shhh, pet, let Mommy play with you."
"Yes, Mommy." You stilled, trying not to twitch as Mommy rubbed and stretched and stroked your lips, playing with you as if you were a stress toy.
They parted your lips and you heard an appreciative purr as they finally touched you between them. You whined for more, but their touch stayed barely-there.
"Mmm, you're so wet. Mommy's pet likes getting beaten, doesn't it?"
"Yes, Mommy!" you said hastily.
Mommy started hitting you harder with the silicone spatula, making you jump a little. They swung it across your pink cheeks, reddening them.
As Mommy kept hitting, they used their other hand to stroke your labia more and finally their finger kissed your aching clit. You couldn't help it -- you arched your back, trying to push for more. They laughed and pulled back, staying just at the point of barely touching, but they began stroking your clit along with the strikes of the spatula.
You whimpered as your nerves lit up from the thuddy beating across your little ass, and your whole pussy throbbed with need. You arched as hard as you could, which made your butt muscles clench, intensifying the ache of each hit. You couldn't think, your mind sizzling between the two sensations. Your legs started to shake.
"Mommy, I'm, Mommy, I can't, Mommy!" you panted, pleading.
"Yes, cum for Mommy," they growled, hitting you harder, stroking your clit faster. You eagerly obeyed, your pussy clenching and releasing a burst of intense pleasure which flew through your body.
"What do you say?"
"One, thank you Mommy!" you blurted.
Mommy kept beating you with the spatula, kept stroking your clit, and before the aftershocks had even faded you were cumming again, Mommy's skilled fingers rubbing your clit as you shook. They rubbed through your orgasm, but the spatula never let up.
"Two, thank you Mommy!"
Suddenly Mommy plunged two fingers into your pussy and you cried out. They chuckled as they fingered you while still hitting you, stroking that spot inside that brings you close so fast.
"Three thank you Mommy." Your words were starting to blur together.
"Flip over," ordered Mommy, withdrawing their fingers. You quickly did so.
"Hold your legs up," Mommy commanded, pushing your thighs up for you to wrap your hands around them. Clumsily, you grabbed them and held on, holding yourself exposed.
Mommy leaned down and put their tongue on your pussy, rubbing back and forth across your clit. You sank into trance, relaxing fully until your body startled you out of it with an orgasm.
"Agh! Anhh!" you cried out. "Four thank you Mommy!"
Mommy didn't stop flicking your clit with their tongue and the overstimulation pushed you into another orgasm.
"Five thank you Mommy!"
Mommy added two fingers inside you, stroking fast as their tongue kept dancing on your clit.
You screamed and then babbled, "six thank you Mommy!"
"Okay I think my pet needs a break to breathe." Mommy pulled your legs down and rolled you into their embrace, petting you as you caught your breath. They gave you soothing pets and kissed your forehead as you clung to them. Their hands trailed over your body, squeezing and stroking, staking their claim.
Then they pushed you away, onto your back.
"Spread your legs, open up for Mommy." You obediently opened your legs.
Mommy's hand came down with a slap, right on top of your clit, and you wailed. Mommy grinned wickedly and did it again, and again, spanking you with stingy slaps. Each one felt like it completely enveloped your pussy, and even though it hurt, you felt the inevitable approaching as a familiar pressure built. You started panting, and Mommy's slow slaps turned to quick taps as you gasped out whining pleading noises. Finally the sensation crested and you came, Mommy slowing down and slapping harder as you screamed.
"Seven, thank you Mommy," you whispered hoarsely.
Mommy pushed two fingers inside of you and began rubbing as they kept slapping your clit. It hurt, it ached, but that made the thrusting of their fingers that much more intense. You fell into trance again until your pleasure peaked and you shook with another orgasm. You couldn't believe you were cumming again.
"Eight, thank you Mommy," then you panicked, "I can't, I can't, it's too, too, I..."
"Shhhh, relaaax baby."
You went limp.
"Good pet, relaxing for Mommy." They added a third finger, sliding it in easily with how soaked you were.
You mumbled and slurred out, "howww ellllse would yooou raaape your preeey."
Mommy laughed quietly and slowly fucked you, gently pushing you back up and over the edge. This orgasm came smoothly, like a waterfall of pleasure.
"Niiine, thank you Mommy."
Mommy held their fingers still and rubbed your clit with their thumb. You laid limp still, accepting your fate. Being a good pet and not resisting the pleasure Mommy wanted you to take.
"Ten, thank you Mommy."
"I think that beating was too light. Flip over."
"Yes, Mommy," you breathed out, flipping over and hoping that Mommy wouldn't use the thin cane.
Mommy picked up the pvc pipe and laid it across your butt to let you know what they were about to hit you with. You breathed a sigh of relief.
Mommy lifted the pipe and began hitting you, rapidly warming you back up. Soon you could hear a whoosh sound with each stroke. You breathed carefully to help you take it. You wanted to be good for Mommy.
You felt a touch on your pussy and then Mommy was inside you again. They kept on hitting, as you floated and moaned at the deep, pounding sensation of the pipe on your ass. Slowly they began pumping their fingers inside you. Each hit lined up with each plunge inside.
You came again, clenching down on Mommy's fingers as they beat you with a few extra hard hits. Each hit felt like it sank into your flesh, went through your pelvis and reverberated against Mommy's questing fingers.
"Eleven thank you Mommy."
Mommy didn't stop. You wondered if they would ever stop. The pipe felt like it was hitting your whole body, and Mommy's fingers swirled inside you until, shaking, you came again. Then Mommy laid the pipe aside.
"Flip over."
Depleted, you slowly obeyed. Mommy's fingers immediately invaded you again, and you whimpered.
"Shh, it's okay baby, just one more for Mommy, okay?"
You nodded and clung to them, as they wrapped one arm under your shoulders, holding you close, and fucked you tenderly but relentlessly. Finally your body gave what they demanded, pleasure spilling through your exhausted body.
"What do you say?"
You startled into awareness.
"Thirteen, thank you Mommy."
"You're welcome baby. That's my good pet."