Kindred Spirit Lodge Presents
Amber's Punishment
by Freya & Amber
January 30th, 2002
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(Amber's Punishment - Freya & Amber) --
Upon insulting Kirby, the Warrior Westie, by mistaking her for a rodent, the Diva scooted under the bed in horror. Klancy7 championed her indignation, calling Amber to task for such a terrible slip. The Courtly Butch chose an Advocate to teach the young healer a lesson...
Klancy asked Lord Freya to step forward.
Freya could hardly believe she would be chosen. She picked up her quiver and approached Klancy and stood near her. Both looked as Amber returned from her bath. She, dressed only in a robe, walked into the main hall.
On seeing Klancy standing with Freya, she knew the decision had been made. Of all people who was to mete out the punishment, Lord Freya. Amber had tell of her tricks with those women she had to deal with. Freya was noted to be both gentle and harsh. 'Oh no' thought Amber, am I to endure HER punishment. The sound of Klancy calling her over broke into her thoughts. Amber walked toward Klancy and the smiling Freya.
As Amber walked toward where Freya was standing, she noted the defiance in Amber's eyes. Oh good, I like a challenge. This will be a pleasure. With a grin on her face, Freya half bowed to Amber. Klancy announced the punishment to begin. Amber glared first at Klancy for putting her in this predicament, and then at Freya and thought, 'NO WAY will I give you the self satisfaction'. Freya saw the decision in Amber's eyes and her own grey eyes twinkled back at Amber. Klancy noted the looks pass between the women, smiled and thought, this will definitely be interesting. She then sat with the rest of the Lodge to watch how Freya would go about the punishment.
Freya asked Amber to get a chair. Amber did as she was bid. But wondered what use the chair would be. Freya then told Amber to stand still while she walked around her. Freya walked behind Amber and gently put her hands on the woman's shoulders. The hands slowly slid over the soft fabric, down the sleeves, and around Amber's waist. They then took a hold of the sash that held the robe closed and tugged on the knot to undo it. The robe unfolded open to reveal milky skin, well formed breasts, flat stomach and a small thatch on her womanhood.
Freya eased the robe off Amber's shoulders and let it drop to the floor. Freya again walked around Amber with open admiration. Her temperature rose with the vision of her lusty desire. She controlled the urge to ravish the woman on the spot. No that would not do. Far too soon. Amber was not a wench, she was a healer, therefore had to be treated with finesse. A velvet hand had to be used here else there would be no chance of any further fun between them. Freya again smiled at Amber. Amber's face had set into a resigned mask. Freya saw the look and thought, 'Oh my lovely, you will have a different look by the time I have finished'.
Freya then walked over to her quiver. She withdrew an arrow shaft, one without the point attached as yet. She walked back to Amber and instructed her to take the shaft in both hands, hold it straight out in front of her, and to not let it drop no matter what was happening.
Amber looked at Freya with a slight frown. She thought, 'what trick was this'. Freya then walked behind Amber and put her hands on Amber's shoulders. Running her hands down the valley in her back, over perfectly round buttocks and cupped each side in her hands. She gave them a small squeeze. Amber could feel Freya's hot breath on the back of her neck it gave her goose bumps. Freya's hands slid up from Amber's buttocks, following the contours of Amber's sides. They returned to Amber's shoulders as Freya nipped Amber on the back of her neck.
Freya then stepped back and instructed Amber to lean on the back of the chair, without letting go of the shaft, with legs slightly apart. Freya went behind Amber and swiftly brought her open hand to the right buttock. Amber was not expecting the slap. She started with surprise. Freya raised her hand again and treated the left buttock to a resounding slap also. Freya continued to slap each buttock in turn until there was a healthy glow on each cheek.
Amber felt a warm rush after the first slap. She felt her body responding to Freya's hands. She had not expected that. 'This may be harder than I expected', thought Amber. But to those watching from the crowd, Amber looked like she had endured this without a murmur. Freya then came up behind Amber and caressed the inside of her thighs. Slowly up towards what was now a hot wet centre of womanhood. Freya noticed the heat and wetness and smirked to herself. 'Oh, my pretty, you will give in, believe me'.
Freya's fingers gently eased their way inside the wet lips. Just glided over Amber's centre of wetness. The fingers then slid up and found the hard clit and slowly and gently began to circle it in a constant rhythm. Amber was finding it hard not to arch to the fingers. She willed her body to stay still. 'She will get tired long before I am anywhere near ready for release'. Freya could feel the stiff resolve in Amber. She smiled and thought, 'Oh good, the final release would be well worth the patience'.
Freya's fingers reluctantly left the hot wet pussy of Amber. Freya returned again to the quiver and withdrew another arrow shaft. This one had the feather but no tip. Freya ordered Amber to stop leaning on the chair and to stand, with the shaft she was holding, above her head. Freya used the shaft in her hand, in a sideways motion, to slap between Amber's legs to make her stand with them further apart. Freya then, slowly, ran the feathered end of the shaft up the insides of Amber's legs, brushed over her wet centre and down the other leg.
Amber's arms were getting tired. She lowered them a small amount. Freya noticed. She ordered Amber to put her arms straight up again. Amber did as she was told. Freya ran the feathers slowly up Amber's back gently, tracing a line up her sides, around to the front. Freya then brushed the feather across Amber's erect nipples. Amber's breath was deepening. She was trying to keep her feelings from showing.
Standing in front, Freya let the feathers trace around Amber's back as she stepped closer. Freya bent her head a little to take one nipple into her mouth. She sucked in more of the breast, returning to the nipple kneading it with her tongue. Rolling it around in her mouth. Then drawing her mouth from the nipple she gave it a small nip as she let go.
The feathers found their way around the front of Amber. Brushed the wet and now very hard and erect nipple. Amber's eyes were beginning to water from the effort of not responding. Freya traced a line with the feathers around to the other side of Amber and again stooped to take a breast into her mouth. She sucked as much of the white, soft flesh as she could into her mouth. Kneading it with her mouth. Slowly releasing the breast, she teased the nipple with her teeth and lips and withdrew after giving the nipple a nip.
Freya told Amber to again lean on the chair. She stood close behind Amber, her hot pussy was pressed against Amber's buttocks. Freya's fingers slid around the front of Amber and found her swollen, hot, wet pussy. She slid her fingers around the clit starting a circular rhythm. Amber could not resist the insistent fingers anymore, she began to arch back to Freya's ministrations. Freya went a bit faster. She suddenly stopped and stepped back and brought the arrow shaft across Ambers buttocks.
Amber started with the suddenness of the attack. The shaft whistled through the air as Freya brought the stinging end down on Amber's sensitive cheeks. Amber was having trouble discerning where pleasure ended and pain began. She was feeling the stinging shaft but her body was raging with want, her pussy was pulsating with each stroke. She was going into a space where pleasure and pain were combining to become a huge hot ball of lust. Freya felt the change in Amber and brought the shaft down faster and faster onto Amber's behind.
Freya stopped suddenly and stepped up behind Amber sliding two fingers deep into her hot pulsing cavern. The fingers drew back and wiggled around until they found the G spot. Amber moaned, she was loosing the battle fast. She was desperately trying to regain control. Freya put her other hand from the front and used two fingers either side of Amber's clit. Rolling and stroking the clit while the other hand's fingers were entering the hot wet cavern at a steady pace.
Amber was moaning and arching to the fingers. She was lost. She could no longer resist the incessant fingers. She tried once more to regain some composure. To no avail. Freya's fingers were not giving Amber any chance to recover. Freya eased her fingers almost out of the wet cavern and got some juice on her thumb. And as Amber arched to the retreating fingers, Freya's thumb entered Amber's ass. This was the final straw for Amber. The shock of the sudden intrusion was more than she could counteract. She felt the orgasm rising and was helpless to prevent it. She called out with pleasure and anger at her own bodies betrayal of her.
The orgasm came in waves. Pulsating, ripping at the very core of her being. Again and again she came. Juices flowing, the wet cavern sucking Freya's fingers deeper into the hot depths. Clit throbbing as the fingers sliding back and forth riding the orgasm to the final shuttering conclusion.
Amber let go of the arrow shaft she was holding. Her knees sagged. Freya supported Amber's weight and held her until the orgasm had subsided. Now this, I hope, has taught you that in the future not to mistake a fine Warrior such as Kirby, Warrior Westie, thinking she was a rodent.
The Diva forgives young Amber...
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The End - 'Amber's Punishment' - by Lord Freya & Amber
Story Continues in - 'The Meeting'