The Trials and Tribulations of Lady Barbara Moore

[twonines]

Day 30

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For her Court ordered public whipping, Lady Barbara was adorned with a far different "necklace" and "gown" than she was accustomed to.

But the crowd that gathered to witness her punishment and humiliation in the town square all agreed that this look suited her quite well and that they'd never seen her more "elegant".

Of course, Milady had a somewhat different opinion, which she vehemently expressed, with a vocabulary and tone that was better suited to a sailor than a highborn lady.

Once fastened to the post, however, her tone would once again change when her whipping began and the lash coaxed her to "sing" for the amused spectators.... *

* text by HarshMartinet

As ever, Lady Barbara can be relied on to provide a most entertaining and erotic performance under the lash!

 

[Barbaria1]

Day 31



"THEY" knew what was about to take place, swollen with arrogant tumescence, reacting to the excitement and arousal her body felt, comingling with the fear and humiliation that filled her mind.

Lady Barbara struggled mightily to put on a brave face as she was led out into the square to face the throngs of enthusiastic spectators gathered there to be entertained by the suffering soon to be inflicted on such a haughty high-born lady. Not to mention the unimaginable agony of forty lashes laid on forcefully without mercy upon her naked back as she hung stripped to her waist at the whipping post.

As she walked unsteadily towards the two black hooded behemoths tasked with carrying out her sentence she felt the caress of the warm sun and breeze upon "them", gently tickling and so pleasurable, sending inappropriate signals down between her thighs.

She knew she had to will herself to be in control, to project the dignity and superiority of her class. As her wrists were raised up to the waiting shackles, she managed a wan smile as she wondered what kind of sensations the first fiery lash of the whip across her back would send to "them"... *

*text by HarshMartinet

 

[twonines]

Day 31

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"THEY" knew what was about to take place, swollen with arrogant tumescence, reacting to the excitement and arousal her body felt, comingling with the fear and humiliation that filled her mind.

Lady Barbara struggled mightily to put on a brave face as she was led out into the square to face the throngs of enthusiastic spectators gathered there to be entertained by the suffering soon to be inflicted on such a haughty high-born lady. Not to mention the unimaginable agony of forty lashes laid on forcefully without mercy upon her naked back as she hung stripped to her waist at the whipping post.

As she walked unsteadily towards the two black hooded behemoths tasked with carrying out her sentence she felt the caress of the warm sun and breeze upon "them", gently tickling and so pleasurable, sending inappropriate signals down between her thighs.

She knew she had to will herself to be in control, to project the dignity and superiority of her class. As her wrists were raised up to the waiting shackles, she managed a wan smile as she wondered what kind of sensations the first fiery lash of the whip across her back would send to "them"... *

*text by HarshMartinet

She would be better advised worrying about the effects on `them` of the coarse wooden splinters from the whipping post, as she performs her erotic contortions under the lash.