Francesca And FriedaChapter 2
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Day Thirteen (Of Joanne's Ordeal)
"How was Joanne" asked Frieda.
"Still pretty rough, I'm afraid. Can't expect much else after that... you know... I mean - all that lovely smooth skin of hers that was starting to look so nice again - and now it's all raw like a slab of meat. At least she's not bleeding any more but she's lost a lot of blood Frieda. That bitch! I hope Jo kills her when she gets out."
Frieda said nothing at first. Then she answered Francesca. "I've seen plenty of girls take worse than that Fran, including Angela herself on one occasion and I have taken quite a bit of stick myself. These are brutal times and Joanne has got to learn to live with that. Believe me, if she's any good, she'll pull through and if she isn't she doesn't deserve to and will be no loss. The same with Annie, dear thing that she is! I got worse at her age, much worse. They just have to take it, Fran.
"But Annie's OK - she's taking it the right way, I can see that, growing up fast and finding out things about herself that are surprising her. She reminds me of when I was her age and getting it in the neck just like she is now. Joanne should be proud of her! Sorry to be so hardhearted! I know you three are fond of each other, but it's a brutal business, this freedom struggle. If you can't take the heat, stay out of the kitchen."
"Rubbish, Frieda. We aren't fighting to install a regime as brutal as the one we've already got and you know it. Joanne's a civilised, intelligent person as well as a very brave one; she doesn't belong in that cage rotting away like that. And as for Annie, she's not here because she chose to support our cause, but because of being with Joanne at the wrong time. She's different from the rest of us.
Frieda smiled at this.
"I agree with you up to a point, Francesca, but only up to a point. As long as we are outlaws with a price on our heads we have to be strong. Your friend was weak and fell asleep. I agree with Angela. After all I'd heard about her I was disappointed in Joanne - really torn to shreds inside, if you must know - she'd long been my heroine and still is in a way. She belongs where she is right now and for all of twelve long weeks - do her good! And she deserved every last lash and the thirty she's due for at the end. You must know I'm right. I'm sure Joanne does. As for poor little Annie, what's done is done. She's one of us now, and she's finally coming to terms with that - she'll surprise us all!"
"Angela's a fool in lots of ways, but she saw right through to Joanne's weakness and the way to deal with it. I saw her face when she was being whipped, Fran and there was peace there as well as pain. Just stick out these weeks without her, Francesca. Angela's hard, but she's fair, much as it surprises me to hear myself saying it! And I'll have to report what you have said to me, as well as my own act of weakness in touching Annie. Sorry about that, but we'll be going through it together - that'll be nice!."
The pair went over to the helicopter and Francesca tried the controls. She started the engine and the thing took off. Francesca performed a few manoeuvres and set it down on the beach.
"As I thought, Frieda - no problem! But it is a bit low on fuel. If we fly over to the mainland we may manage to refuel. We've still got those Inspectors' uniforms - lucky they're not full of holes! Should be able to pull the wool over someone's eyes with a bit of luck! Let's get back to Angela and see what she says."
They found a few lengths of twine and some nails and wood, as well as a toolbox. With all this they hurried back to Angela. Frieda lost no time in incriminating them both.
Angela was not pleased. She ordered both of them to be flogged immediately and watched as the sentence of fifteen apiece was carried out. Both Francesca and Frieda were secured side by side and two of the stronger girls were told to deliver the lashes. With Angela's eyes boring into their backs, they gave of their best. As Francesca felt the whip hit her back and heard Frieda being chastised beside her, she recalled Frieda's words. "We'll be going through it together. That'll be nice!" And it WAS nice to think that each was experiencing exactly the same sensation as the other, side by side. Francesca found that the ordeal was over all too soon.
"Well, we'll leave it at that, shall we girls?" said Angela. " Slate's wiped clean! Now get some rest, the pair of you. Moroni, I'll need your help in the morning. - you did well to stand up to that! Quite remarkable considering it was your first time. Try to make it the last!"
"I've something to confess to you, Frieda" said Francesca as they made their way back to the cave. "I was really getting off on that - big time. Something about the sound of the lashes on you and the feel of them on me and knowing we were both in it together. It might seem weird, but I loved it!"
Frieda giggled. "Same with me, Fran. I only have to think about it and I get all sticky down here" she pointed at her red bush.
"Me too", replied an excited Francesca. "Let's get alone somewhere nice and quiet, Frieda and start thinking hard together! Two juicy pussies need licking out!"
As soon as they had recovered their composure after a very enjoyable time, Fran started to look at her new and increasingly beloved friend's back.
"Not too bad, but I have some ointment somewhere. Belongs to Joanne, really, but I'll put a bit on that and you can see to me. Hurts like hell, apparently, but works like a charm."
After she had treated Frieda and been treated in her turn and the pain had abated, she thought about Joanne. Poor Joanne with her back, so much worse than either hers or Frieda's.
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Wife LoversThere weren’t many people in Andee’s day-to-day life that knew about her naughty little secret. Even though she had been posing on an adult website for over twelve years, she had managed to keep it under wraps for the most part; and the people to whom she did disclose the information fell into two categories: intimate friends and persons of seductive interest.Her good friend Bella – a wild one in her own right – was someone Andee had entrusted with the knowledge. In fact, Bella had often played...
Wife LoversThere weren’t many people in Andee’s day-to-day life that knew about her naughty little secret. Even though she had been posing on an adult website for over twelve years, she had managed to keep it under wraps for the most part; and the people to whom she did disclose the information fell into two categories: intimate friends and persons of seductive interest.Her good friend Bella – a wild one in her own right – was someone Andee had entrusted with the knowledge. In fact, Bella had often played...
Wife LoversAndee carefully removed the letter from the envelope. She had just come home from work to find it placed on her pillow, plainly marked "Just For You." She knew it was from her husband, as he had departed on his business trip earlier that day. And, as he often did, he had some scheme cooked up to add a little excitement to her life. This time the plan was for her to travel to meet him at the end of his trip in Las Vegas. He was attending a trade show and managed to get an extra flight. What she...
Wife LoversI had just finished my first year of college and my mom and dad insisted that I go with them on a quick summer trip to visit one of mom’s old college buddies in Austin, Texas. Normally, I don’t mind such gatherings, but for some reason or another, Austin just didn’t appeal to me. I had been there many years before and didn’t find the city attractive. When we arrived, there were the customary hugs and greetings- since our family is Hispanic. (You have to love a culture that embraces hugging!) I...
First TimeAndee settled in for another flight. Her new job had been taking her all over the place the past few months, but the light was almost at the end of the tunnel. This trip to Las Vegas would be the last for the year. The other bonus is that she only had to spend a couple days on her own, as her husband had managed to make some changes to his own plans and would meet her for a bit of an extended weekend. The last time they had been together in Sin City, things had been … interesting. It was a...
Andee smiled as she read the text message on her phone. Before breakfast, she had sent a somewhat vague note to her friend from the night before about wanting to try Roulette again, wondering if he might interpret the suggested sexual undertones – especially after the enthusiastic round of sex from the night before. She thought for a moment, wondering just how acquainted she wanted to get with Connor. It seemed her “one-night stands” in her sexual adventure were more like weekend-long affairs,...
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