Whipping

"This is just your mother's first offence and Rachel's introduction into slavery. I think we should go easy on them. Fifty lashes." Drevola said.

Fifty lashes is going easy?!! Rachel thought.

"Please don't do this, Sarah!" Rachel cried.

CRACK! Rachel screamed out as the whip struck her back. Cassie screamed too at the blow of Drevola's whip.

The whips swung again and again and Cassie and Rachel screamed as their backs were torn.

The trace of the first lash was now clearly visible as a straight line across her back. The second lash mark started emerge from her skin, a loud hiss and splat announced the delivery of a third, bringing a cry of agony from Rachel.

Cassie could only hold the screams in slightly better than her daughter.

Each lash mark appeared to parallel the others, just half an inch apart, leaving plenty of space for more, which Drevola and Sarah continued to delivery. Two more thunder some lashes brought more cries of agony from Rachel.

The second five strokes were delivered by Sarah, leaving Rachel quivering and groaning as each lash bit into her back.

THWACK!

The next three strokes were delivered with similar ferocity. Another ten lashes and Rachel and Cassie's backs was perfectly decorated with twenty three perfectly parallel stripes. Cassie’s body was now constantly quivering, her chest heaving as if panting for breath, and a steady groan escaped from her mouth. Lash number twenty four flayed leather across human skin and elicited a strangulated scream.

Sarah swung the whip back, ready for another snaking trajectory, hissing its way to impact across Rachel's shoulders this time. The next lash impacted a greater **** that resulted in a devastating cut which Rachel thought would slice her in two. She let out an almighty roar of pain. So far the lash marks were quite distinctive as twenty six parallel lines coloured against her skin. The twenty seventh stroke whistled through the air and landed with as much **** as the others, quickly followed by a howl of pain from Rachel.

The next three lashes flayed Rachel's quivering back. She was reduced to a low moaning whimper, reserving all of her remaining strength to deal with the pain which was wracking right through her body. Her back was now criss crossed with lash marks, drawing blood. By forty nine lashes, Rachel was deduced to a whimpering wreck. The final lash crashed right across the centre of her well marked back, forcing her one final scream.

The fifty lash marks were evenly spread all over Rachel and Cassie's backs, from shoulders to waist. Sarah was about to strike Rachel again.

"That's enough." Drevola said. "I said fifty lashes, remember. Cassie, you may rise."

To Rachel's shock, when her mother stood up, she saw that her back had completely healed. She looked in the mirror to see the same had happened to her own back.

"But how? We were whipped fifty times?"

"Your vampires. Wounds heal instantly." Drevola replied. "But I want to let this sink in. I can have you whipped thousands of lashes and you won't die. You should take that into consideration when you disobey me."

"Now for Rachel's transformation." Drevola said.

Transformation?

Suddenly, Rachel began to grow a penis. But it was a very small penis.

"Oh my god, it's so cute." Sarah laughed.

"Welcome to the Drevola Clan." Drevola said. "Cassie may rise and redress." Cassie got up and put her clothes back on. "Rachel shall remain naked." Drevola put a collar round Rachel's neck.