"No, I expect you to suffer!"<br/><br/>Mirim gets another seven or eight blows in before...<br/><br/><strong>"STOP THAT!"</strong><br/><br/>The paddle falls to the floor, and from the soft noises that follow, Miriam is covering Mellisande's feet in feverish, frantic kisses of supplication.<br/><br/><strong>"I see you took it upon yourself to begin.  I shall consider your punishment for that little liberty at length.  Put the weighted clamps on her nipples, jealous one, then oil her up.  I want her unable to offer even the natural resistance to my entrance."</strong><br/><br/>"Y-yes, Mistress!"<br/><br/><strong>"Quickly, now."</strong><br/><br/>Miriam obeys, closing heavily weighted tweezer clamps on Faridah's nipples and then pouring some sort of self-warming oil down her crack.<br/><br/>"She is prepared..."<br/><br/>There is a sudden sound of flesh being swatted and Miriam shrieks briefly.<br/><br/><strong>"You are not permitted to watch, and you may not pleasure yourself.  Now kneel and do nothing until I command it.  Do not force me to restrain you, jealous one!"</strong><br/><br/>A moment later, something presses against Faridah's anus and, to her horror, pushes quickly inside, aided by the rapidly heating oil...