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with the quirt. Most of all, she had no control over any of it and could only submit to whatever the evening held. That felt strangely liberating to her. She did not have to decide anything, she was just a passive recipient of whatever was in store.
    Andre worked her ass until he felt her building toward an orgasm then he removed the plug from her ass with tantalizing slowness. He picked up the quirt and showed it to her. “I know you want to feel the severity of this. Don’t you?”
    “Yes, Sir,” she lied.
    “This quirt won’t feel like the belt feels. It won’t feel anything like my hand either.” Eva had already grown to enjoy the mild over the knee spankings she received. The sting was minimal and it always left her flushed with lust. The belt was another matter. She’d received discipline with Andre’s belt a half dozen times and it always brought tears. It also brought the relief of knowing she had paid her debt for a mistake and the matter was closed. She adored that feeling in a strange way that made her want to return to it.
    “I bought this quirt for my pleasure. I want to use it on you so I can see the lovely marks it leaves on your white ass. I might use it to punish you but mostly I’ll use it to make my cock hard. Do you like knowing that, Eva? Do you like knowing that you’ll be whipped for no other reason than it makes my cock hard to see your ass after a whipping?” he asked.
    “Yes, Sir. I love knowing that, Sir,” she said with an earnestness that surprised her.  
    “Good, because you’re going to get it plenty.” Andre applied the first lash and the twin tails of the quirt snapped across her ass. She yelped and was driven forward on the bed. The second and third lash landed harder and bright red stripes began to form.  
    “Now then, I want you to tell me about your sexual experiences. When was the first time you saw a man’s cock?”  
    Eva was stunned. Her ass was on fire from the severity of the quirt. It stung like nothing she’d ever felt before. The leather forks were very narrow but her entire ass felt aflame. She could barely collect her thoughts. Another lash landed and she screamed, then blurted out, “I was a freshman in high school, Sir.”
    “Go on,” he told her.
    “I went to the beach one weekend with two girlfriends. There were some boys there from our school. I saw one of them.” Another lash landed.
    “I want the details,” he ordered.
    “I went to use the public bathroom at the beach. They had showers in them. I wasn’t paying attention to where I was going and I walked into the men’s bathroom. A guy named Ian was in the shower and he turned to see me. When he turn I saw his cock.”
    Another lash landed. “Describe what you saw.”
    “There was soap running down his chest and stomach and it ran off the end of his cock. It made it look really long. He saw me looking at it with my mouth … my cock-sucking mouth open and he just smiled at me. I turned around and ran out. I was so embarrassed. I could never look at him at school. I knew his friends laughed at me when they talked about it,” she answered.
    “But you loved it, didn’t you? You loved seeing his cock and you thought about it all the time, didn’t you?” Andre insisted. Another lash stung her ass.
    She shrieked. “Yes. I masturbated thinking about it. I did that for a long time. It was the only cock I saw before yours, Sir.”
    Andre put down the whip and applied more lube to the anal plug. He repeated the ritual of having Eva open her ass and beg to be fucked. He thrust it in and out of her again until she was bucking and pressing herself into it.  
    “Do you know why men like to fuck women in the ass, Eva? It’s because every woman has a tight, virgin ass. Even if she has ten kids, her man can always enjoy fucking a nice, tight, virgin by putting his cock in his wife’s ass. That’s why you need this training. All your life you’re going to take my cock in your fuckable ass,