WARNING: this story features non-consent. Do not continue to read if this is triggering for you.

I can tell you from first-hand experience that German viruses are not to be joked about, but there is sun today, and I seem to be mostly back to normal (ha ha - as if I was normal to begin with :)). Read this episode where Mei Ling gets what was coming to her...

There is one more episode (after this) about this part of the story, and then we'll move on to... Well, I don't know yet, but you'll be the second to learn!

Oh, by the way, I received a very nice thank you picture from a fan - thank you! I wouldn't want to stop any other fans to do the same obviously *grin*.

I have a post that lists all the story episodes, so you can start at the beginning (as you should—be good now!).

Here it is: The groundskeeper - overview.

I appreciate feedback and encouragement, so don't hold back. Please feel free to reach out if you feel like it. You have my permission :)

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I pushed one finger deeper into Kasha’s asshole, who gasped audibly, scooted a bit closer to me, and licked her tongue along my rock hard cock. It twitched. Seemed like it didn’t think it was done yet.

However, I sensed I needed a moment to collect myself before attempting one last round, along with handling a few other … administrative … tasks before I could truly consider this afternoon enjoyable. I gently pushed Kasha aside, stood up, and took hold of Mei Ling’s arms to ensure she wouldn’t topple over while I pulled her along. Without uttering a word, I positioned Mei Ling on the smaller one-person couch, resting her stomach against the backrest of the sofa.

“Kasha, go to Mei Ling and grab her wrists. Hold them so she can’t move.” To be honest, that wasn’t necessary at all. Mei Ling was in no state to move, and she had shown herself very willing this afternoon. But it was good for both girls to remind them that they had a role to play in actively corrupting themselves for me, and besides, I enjoyed seeing Kasha be mean to Mei Ling.

From the bookcase behind the sofa, I grabbed 4 pieces of short cotton rope, and moved to the back of the sofa, enjoying the view of Mei Ling’s ass hanging over it. I quickly tied an end of two ropes around each ankle and pulled her legs taut with the ropes against the feet of the sofa. In the process, her legs were spread wide quite satisfactorily and I couldn’t resist slapping her ass a few times. That seemed to wake up Mei Ling, and she squirmed, her legs being held with rope, her wrists by Kasha.

Walking around the couch, I did the same job there. A rope around each wrist, nice and tight, and then pulling it taut towards the feet of the sofa. Of course, I pulled Mei Ling over the couch as much as she would go so she couldn’t move after being tied. I grabbed Kasha’s hair and pulled her away from the sofa, directing her to sit on the table where Mei Ling had been shaven. What I had done was a quick and dirty bondage job, but it left Mei Ling “stuck like chuck”; unable to move much in any direction. Her ass on the top of the backrest of the sofa looked incredibly inviting; that was precisely what I needed right now.

I didn’t want Mei Ling to be able to anticipate what was going to happen, so I grabbed a blindfold from the bookcase and slipped it over Mei Ling’s head. She shivered when I raked my hand over her back, not knowing what was coming next.

The last item I retrieved from the bookcase was a 60 cm long, thin bamboo stick. Not very long, but I knew from experience that it hurt like hell, and it would leave marks that would hurt for days. Mei Ling had punishment coming, of course, and it wouldn’t be suitable for her education to let her get off easy – even if she had behaved a bit better. Upon seeing the bamboo cane in my hand, Kasha’s eye widened, and she looked nervous.

“Mei Ling?”

“Yes, Sir?”

“Do you remember that I promised you punishment for lying to me and for being late?”

Mei Ling’s body started shaking on the couch, and she sounded subdued and unsure when she answered: “But, Sir, I’ve been good, Sir! I’ve behaved, and”.

“Shut up, little slut. Being good is not something you need to get rewarded for, it’s the baseline performance for a slut like you. When you disrespect me, you earn punishment. It’s your job to accept punishment gracefully and thank me for it. So, I’m going to hurt your ass, and after each stroke, you’re going to count out loud, and thank me for hurting you. Is that clear?”

I couldn’t see Mei Ling’s face from where I was standing, but she sounded like she was on the verge of crying: “Yes, Sir. I understand, Sir.”

“Good. Forget counting, and I just retake the stroke until you remember what we’re doing here. Kasha, kneel in front of the couch, and hold Mei Ling while she’s being punished. I want you to understand that this can happen to you just as easily if you don’t respect your owner properly. Do both of you understand?”

Kasha slid off the table to the floor and kneeled in front of the sofa, bringing her head close to Mei Ling’s, and putting her hands on Mei Ling’s shoulders. Both girls answered in unison: “Yes, Sir”.

My cock twitched at the breathtaking sight of the two girls in front of me. Kasha caressed Mei Ling’s shoulders and arms and looked up at me with trepidation. I tested the bamboo stick against my hand a few times, and then swished it through the air experimentally. The noise startled Mei Ling, and she started shivering. To my surprise, Kasha kissed her cheek tenderly and held her head in her hands, playing with her hair.

I took position to the side of Mei Ling’s ass, and let the bamboo stick strike it. Not the hardest I could do, but certainly not soft either. An angry red line appeared on her ass, and Mei Ling jerked her head up and let out a soft cry. With my hand I rubbed the mark on her ass and waited. Silence.

I sighed. “Well, Mei Ling, it seems like you like this punishment. You didn’t count the stroke as you were told, so it doesn’t count. Better count the next ones!”. Giving the girl no time to react, I quickly landed a next, and harder, stroke across both ass cheeks. Now she yelled out, “1”, not wanting to make her faith any harder. I felt up the mark again. Better. I was pretty sure this would be visible for at least a few days.

Not wanting to drag things out too much – Mei Ling had after all tried to be good the whole afternoon – I resumed the punishment. In quick succession, Mei Ling dutifully crying out each count – I hit her ass 9 more times, to reach a total of 10. Kasha was now cradling Mei Ling’s head against her. Mei Ling was openly crying, her face wet with tears, and I saw tears on Kasha’s face as well. She had of course not received any strokes, but her empathy made her live through the anguish and pain Mei Ling was feeling.

I liked her being so empathic, but she also needed to understand how Mei Ling functioned and that it turned her on to be abused like this. So I walked over to Kasha and grabbed her hair, pulling her to her feet. Once upright, I pressed her against me and kissed her. Hard. Possessively. She melted against me and I could taste her tears through our kiss. When I stepped back, her look was conflicted and I smiled at her and used her hair to drag her around the sofa until she was standing behind Mei Ling. Pushing her to her knees, I made her look at Mei Ling’s ass and pussy – spread open by the way her legs had been tied.

She turned her attention to the angry red welts on Mei Ling’s ass first, visibly shaken by the marks and the violence that had caused them. Then she noticed that Mei Ling’s pussy was entirely red and swollen, and that she was leaking her arousal from her pussy into a puddle on the floor between her legs. She looked up at me and I smiled back at her: “She hates the pain, and she gets off on it. This is how she is wired.” Mei Ling moaned and writhed on the sofa: “Knowing that you’re here and that you’re looking at how excited she is, is humiliating to her, but it also makes her even more wet. Don’t underestimate how much of a pain and humiliation slut she is Kasha. You don’t have to feel sorry for her too much.” I bowed down and whispered in Kasha’s ear: “Use your tongue and lick her pussy. Don’t touch anything else of her, just use your tongue.”

Kasha shuffled a bit closer to Mei Ling, and stuck out her tongue. Making sure she didn’t come in contact with her legs, she started using her tongue on Mei Ling’s pussy, licking up her pussy juice with long, deliberate licks. Mei Ling let out a long: “aaaaaaaaaaaaaah” and tensed up, struggling against the ropes. Pushing Kasha’s head a little lower, and closer between Mei Ling’s legs, I took up my previous position again.

Careful not to hit Kasha, I swooshed the bamboo against Mei Ling’s ass once again, doing my best to hit the skin that was still unmarked by the previous strokes. Mei Ling cried out, utterly confused about the conflicting impulses she was getting, her brain blending the pain in the arousal caused by Kasha’s tongue.

“Don’t forget to count, Mei Ling!”

“11, Sir,” Mei Ling could hardly concentrate enough to force out the words.

“4 more, Mei Ling, and on 15 you’re going to cum for me. Understood, my beautiful slut?”

“Yes Sir!”

Swoosh. “12” Swoosh “13” Mei Ling sounded desperate now, and it was impossible to tell whether she was desperate because of the pain or because of how close she was to an orgasm. Kasha was really going down on her pussy now, and made sure to catch her clit every time she licked. Mei Ling was moving so much that I needed all my skills to let the strokes land where I wanted. And I wanted the last two to really count…

I put all of my strength in the next one and caught the meaty part of her ass cheeks perfectly with a straight horizontal line across both cheeks. Mei Ling’s head snapped up and she let out a loud yelp, followed by a weak “14, Sir”.

“Last one, Mei Ling. Remember what I said, you’re going to have an orgasm on 15.”

I repeated the last stroke, landing a powerful blow exactly on top of the previous mark. Mei Ling shrieked from the pain, and bucked wildly against Kasha’s mouth, her body convulsing through a powerful orgasm. I pushed Kasha away, and with one push, planted my whole cock in Mei Ling’s pussy. Fucking her hard through her orgasm, making it more intense and continue until Mei Ling hung silently over the couch – spent. My cock still deep in her, holding there, while shivers occasionally still ran through Mei Ling. Kasha was sitting next to me and I felt her hands caress my thighs and balls from behind.

I needed to cum one more time. Punishing Mei Ling had turned me on like crazy, and my cock was throbbing in her pussy. But I didn’t want to cum there. I wanted to satisfy another fantasy to finish up the afternoon…