Grandad Canes & Pussy Whips Jill

Jill and Grandad arrived back at his home late Sunday night. Monday was spent cleaning gear, washing clothing and the Jeep. Grandad assigned the interior to Jill. He showed her how to use Armor-all on dash while being careful where she sprayed it.  Jill told him that she got it and went on to the other side of the dash. Grandad started cleaning the tent in the back yard. Unfortunately, Jill's phone went off, so she placed the plasticizer down next to the other spray bottles to answer a text. Absent mindlessly, she picked up a spray battle and returned to her task. Grandad looked across the yard and saw his granddaughter holding a spray bottle of Purple Power solvent with her bare hands. A skull and cross-bones symbol was on the large warning label. He shouted: "JILL!?" This startled her and she dropped the solvent. Jill hung her head as soon as she realized what she'd done. She offered feeble excuses when her Grandad reached down to grab her. He told her that he'd give her a good reason to think about what she was reaching for next time. When they cleared the back door, Grandad told her to strip as he went on to retrieve the toy bag. Jill knew she was in trouble, but tried to think of the great orgasms she was going to have as she removed her overalls and underwear.

Jill's lovely nude body was restrained over the back of the couch in the living room. The position located her ass perfectly for punishment. Within moments, a light strap came down on her ass with lashes alternating each cheek painfully. After 24 lashes, Grandad paused before switching to the heavy strap. The endorphin rush had barely subsided when that heavy strap came down across both ass cheeks forcefully. Jill exhaled, muttering a groan and her eyes teared up. The next one came from the other direction as she pulled against the restraints. He continued alternating sides with punishing lashes marking her red ass with blue/purple streaks. Grandad paused after 24 hard lashes. Jill was very grateful for the endorphin rush. Next, Grandad reached for the long 3/8" Rattan cane and forcefully swung the cane into the middle of her sore ass. Jill jerked her head up and whimpered loudly - this was much worse than the Lexan cane he used on the trip. The second stroke fell just below the first red mark stretching across her cheeks. Her body shuttered and tears were running down her face as he continued to march the cane down her bottom. She tensed and pulled against the restraints, but there was no escape. After 6 strokes, he paused. Jill was once again relieved by her endorphins as she relaxed. However, the mild euphoria evaporated as once again, the cane tore into her flesh. The pain consumed her entire mind-set as he delivered the strokes full force. She jerked and cried out as Grandad concentrated the strokes on her set spot. Though her ass was already marked with thick purple welts standing out against a dark red background, the caning continued trashing her little ass.

At the end of the second set, her endorphins were making an effort to relieve her when she saw him reach in the toy bag to pull out two small clamps. Jill winced as the clamps embraced her tinder nipples. Grandad disappeared for a moment and returned with a shiny chastity belt that was quickly locked around her youthful pelvis. Jill said: "NO!" when she realized what it was, and Grandad replied with a hard slap on her right cheek. He told her that she was to get dressed, finish her work, sit down for dinner, help with the dishes, brush her teeth and politely ask him paddle her sore welts. He added that he would remove the clamps and the belt at the conclusion of her last punishment. Jill weekly replied: "yes Sir" as she was being unbound. When she took a few steps towards her clothing, Grandad could see her stripes painfully flexing on her well punished ass. Jill climbed into her overalls; she could feel the strain on her ass cheeks as she walked back to the jeep. When all was done, Jill cleaned up and changed. She entered the dining room and pulled up her skirt to set her sore ass down on one of Grandad's wood dining chairs. The pain from her fresh welts aroused her and she could feel herself getting wet behind the chastity belt. She'd become a wanton girl with strong need to attend to her clit. The combined pain in her ass and nipples made her miserable without the relief her clit could provide. After helping Grandad clean up the dinner dishes and quickly brushing her teeth, Jill disrobed. She turned to her grandfather with tears in her eyes and meekly asked him to please paddle her. Grandad replied he'd be happy to accommodate her polite request.

Once again, she was bound over the couch. Grandad lifted a heavy wood paddle with two rows of holes and swung it into her tinder ass hard. Jill let out a yelp crying out in pain. Slowly, he continued to paddle her, allowing a full half-minute between swats. This wait was excruciating for her, but when the wood finely ripped into her flesh, she cried out in anguish. Tears ran down her cheeks as her face contorted in pain. But at last, the final swat met its mark. Jill's bottom was now a horrid site of damaged flesh. She was still bound as Grandad unlocked the belt and let it drop to the floor. Next, he reached for the pussy whip. He teased her with it before under-handing the whip to strike her pussy. Concentrating the whip on her clit quickly aroused Jill. He reached over and removed the clamp on her left nipple then he quickly stroked her clit with the whip. Jill immediately started shaking against the restraints. Grandad kept lashing her clit - keeping Jill in one sustained orgasm after another. Her representation reflected the pleasure that was flowing over her in waves. After several minutes, he slowed his hand holding the whip letting her down easily. Grandad then repeated the process stimulating her clit when the pain of the blood returning to her right nipple was the greatest. Jill spammed in another long-sustained orgasm. Breathing hard, as a smile crossed her face. Again, he brought her down slowly before he pulled the cord thru her restraints and helped her up. She rose and embraced her grandfather pressing her young body tightly against his.

Jill dressed and watched a DVD movie with her Grandad. A European version of: "9-1/2 weeks" that closely followed the book, kept Jill wet and aroused through the entire film. Just before bed, she eagerly climbed over his lap to have her welts enlivened. Jill pulled up her skirt and offered her well punished bottom for another dose of pain. Striking her moderately quickly reduced her to tears as she whimpered, squirmed and kicked. He kept it up for only three minutes, but to Jill, it seemed like an eternity. When Grandad finally stopped, she immediately started fingering her sore clit vigorously. A few moments later, she shook violently up and down across his lap in another intense orgasm. She rose exhausted, with tears in her eyes with her ass radiating pain. Grandad reminded her that she'll be spanked tomorrow before each meal and again before bed. Jill half-smiled and nodded her head before she bent down and kisse