Pain and Pleasure.

Harinder kneeling head bowed could sense Helen circling her and felt the crop stroking her body occasionally it would deliver a slight tap. Harinder's cheeks were flushed and warm from the humiliation and embarrassment as Helen flicked her nipple with the leather tab on the crop. "**** I think when we get back to port I think your nipples need some jewellery what do you think?" Harinder shook her head in a no which made Helen smirk. She moved the tip of the crop to Harinder's pussy and looked at it and smiled "You say no with your head **** but your pussy betrays you". Helen wipe the tip on Harinder's cheek until it was dry.

Harinder knew it to be true her pussy was wet from the idea of having her nipple's pierced and she knew that she could not stop Helen from getting it done. At the moment her career was in Helen's hands just one word in the right ear and Harinder would lose everything career, family and life. She was brought out of her thoughts by a stinging pain on her nipples as the leather tab struck them making them proud. Helen had cropped her nipples which brought her back to the moment as she felt the crop move up to beneath her chin and lift her head so she had to look at Helen.

"Today we are going to have a mix of pain and pleasure and that means your pain, my pleasure ****". Harinder knew what this meant she would receive the crop and Helen would get her pussy taken care of. Helen felt her own naked pussy getting wetter as she walked over towering above Harinder and wiping her wetness on her face. Harinder felt Helen's juices smear her face as Helen's fingers and thumbs found Harinder's stiff nipples and squeezed and stretched them from her breasts until the pain was unbearable and she screamed behind the ballgag. This satisfied Helen and she released them and then ordered her **** captain to stand up and get over the back of the chair.

Harinder bent over the chair presenting her ass to Helen who stood behind her with her crop. She raised her arm as high as she could which was not that high due to the low decks. The crop came down on Harinder's left ass cheek and she felt the pain which just began to subside when the crop hit her right cheek. With each subsequent strike, the pain grew and the tears came closer to falling down Harinders cheeks. The next few strokes and Helen could her captain starting to sob so she stopped the cropping as she knew that Harinder had reached her pain threshold.

Harinder's tears mixed with Helen's juice and trickled down her cheeks but some found its way into her mouth past the gag and she could taste her Mistress. Still humiliated she was also proud that her pain tolerance was increasing because when she had her first cropping she was crying after only three strokes. Now she was to twelve on each cheek before the pain was too much. "You are turning in a right little pain slut ****". Harinder nodded her head as she felt the ballgag loosen and she knew what was next, her tongue and lips would be getting some exercise.

Helen sat on the bed her legs spread and bent at the knees as she watched Harinder crawl over her head bowed to the bed. Helen grabbed Harinder's head and guided her between her thighs to her pussy and ordered her to pleasure her. Harinder licked the pussy. After a few licks, she found Helen's engorged clit and focused her attention on it. The experience wasn't as bad as she thought it would be. While her mind fought the idea, she found herself getting aroused by it all. Here she was on her knees eating the pussy of one of her subordinates.

Harinder made her tongue flat and ran it up and down on the moist folds of Helen's pussy. Her nose breathing in the curly hair, she licked and sucked on the pussy hoping that she was doing a good job. A rush of emotion went through her as she licked and sucked on Helen's wet pussy making her feel that this was where she belonged servicing someone she was meant to be in charge of. At last, Helen went rigid, arching her back, and she came hard, grabbing the top of Harinder's head. "Ohhhhh, shit! Awwww, God!"

"Well **** I am due on duty " and with that statement, Helen went back to the small bathroom and changed back into her uniform and was gone. Harinder left to pleasure herself bringing herself off with her favourite toy pressing it tight to her lips feeling the vibrations course through her until she was bucking her hips. She felt the familiar stirring of her orgasm building in her sex and she started to moan and buck until she had her crashing orgasm soaking her thighs and the bed. She slumped onto the bed and fumbled for the handcuff keys and released herself before hitting the shower.