
“No,” he said, “You have a magnificent body, Lucille, and I'm an artist who admires the beautiful in woman. There's no reason to be ashamed of your body. It was meant to please a man, just as your bottom was made to be well whipped.”
I covered my face with my hands and burst into tears in despair and shame. Then I felt the bed sink with his weight as he got into it and lay down beside me, and I clenched my bare legs together and sobbed, “Oh, don't hurt me, please, I'm very afraid… and… and… y-you'll g-give me… a… b-baby.”
“So you are a virgin as I thought, eh, my dear? Of course you are. There'll be no baby, though, don't worry about that. I've taken precautions. Now turn over to me, put your arms around me and kiss me hard, or I'll give you a worse whipping than you just had,” he said.
His voice was hoarse and angry and excited, and I was trembling so much and my eyes were so full of tears I didn't have any strength to disobey or resist him… So… I obeyed.
My mouth was crushed down by his as I passively put my arms about him, he turning me on my side to him as he lay on his side, and at once he began to feel my naked flesh, caressing my back and shoulders, my sides, and then my breasts, which he squeezed and molded a good deal while he kissed me. He ordered me to lie closer to him so my bare legs could press his… and when I did, I felt… his… hard… thing… prodding me against my belly and legs. I uttered a little cry of shame and tried to move away, but he slipped his left arm round my shoulders and his right hand forced against my inflamed burning bottom to keep me in position while he said angrily, “Try that again, and you go back on the whipping chair, Lucille. Now open your lips when you kiss me, you lovely obstinate little piece. I'll tame you, never fear. I'll make you admit I'm your master…” Agonized with fear that was even more than the shame I felt at this indecent lying naked next to him, I obeyed, and I felt his tongue dart between my trembling moist warm lips and move around, while the hand he had on my bottom roamed about, pinching lightly, patting, and stroking.
