Recovery

By this point, Cora and Cerebia had passed out. Blue and Sambita gently laid them both on their stomachs as another Blue came rushing in.

"Blue?" asked Sambita, confused.

The first Blue morphed, revealing she was actually Metella.

"I knew Blue wouldn't be able to handle doing something so cruel so I took her place." she said.

The real Blue cried when she saw the deep cuts on Cora and Cerebia's back and ass. Alicia and Cthula came in.

"They are okay?" asked Alicia.

"They should be fine as long as I clean their wounds." said Lizzie.

"Both girls were supposed to have 150 strokes but I only heard the whip crack 75 times." said Sambita.

"Cthula and I, we offered ourselves to Rina. She said she'd reduce the number of whiplashes Cora and Cerebia would receive." said Alicia.

Lizzie treated the wounds as best she could but they were still going to have scars. Cerebia started to come too.

"What are you all staring at? You never seen a dog get whipped before?" she asked.

Cerebia got.

"Cerebia, you shouldn't-" said Lizzie.

"I'm used it to." said Cerebia.

Cerebia looked at Cora who was still ****.

"I have to admit, I'm impressed a cat could last that long before crying like a bitch." she said.

After an hour, Cora started to come to, though she felt too weak to get off the bed. She looked at Cerebia's welted back and ass.

"I'm sorry." she said.

"You're not at fault, Rina is." said Cerebia.

"How long was I out?"

"Just an hour."

Leona came in.

"Cora, we have our first Monsterball match in a week." she said.

"Can everyone let my patient rest, already?" asked Lizzie.