"My you do look dashing in your suit doug, you should really consider wearing latex more often. Oh, do be a dear and attach that manacle to your left ankle. I don't want you getting any ideas!"

Liz slid the riding crop down the side of her boot as a visible deterrant in case slave doug decided to try and grab her

Doug could have leapt at Liz at any moment, she was close enough, but somehow he knew he could trust her, so he placed the manacle around his ankle shutting it with a loud click.

"That makes me feel a lot better slave, now come over here and fetch the little whip with you.

Doug meekly presented Liz with the little whip then stepped back away from her. "Don't want to get hit accidently" he mused.

Liz ran the soft but firm strand of leather through her hand, is if she were warming it up. "You okay there louise, no cramping or anything? "oo ifff Ockizzl immf ine" "Jolly good show" Liz exclaimed in her refined English accent, which made doug smile slightly.

The estate agent walked around louise, her heels clicking on the hard floor, inspecting her bonds like she were inspecting a prospective house to put on the books and decided everything needed tightening one more notch, apart from her gag, that was tightened two notches.

"Now i'm satisfied all is well, we can start. Don't worry it wont be as bad as you think. Take it from someone who knows" Liz whispered into louise's hood, out of doug's earshot.

The soft leather tail of the whip fell gently across louise's feet and gently dragged across them. Liz watched for a reaction and immediately louise started to wiggle her toes, almost involuntarily.

"So you're ticklish, that's a good start. Did you know that doug?"

"Yes i did Ms. Cockrill, but she doesn't really enjoy being tickled very much so don't usually bother"

"Well what a pleasant start to her punishment then" Liz cooed and continued dragging the whip across the bottoms of her feet, gently weaving in and out of her toes.

Both Liz and doug watched as louise tried to squirm to get away from the torturous feeling, her body straining against the latex and the straps that held her so well. "Oo ith Ockilzz eath opp" louise tried to say.
"What's that slave?" Liz giggled "are you trying to say you like me tickling you?" "Ooo Ithrths oo" louise bubbled.

"Sounds like she's having fun to me Ms. Cockrill doug said off handedly.

"Who said you could speak" Liz snapped "Come here, bend over and touch your toes.

Doud obeyed and was rewarded with two hard swats with the riding crop across his ass. "Think yourself lucky it wasn't on your pouch. Now stay in that position and don't speak unless i say so. You may however look up to see what I'm doing to your lovely wife."

Again doug turned bright red with humiliation, but kept his mouth shut.

"Sorry louise dear for the interruption, some people have no manners"

Liz continued to gently torment louise's feet with the little whip for a few more minutes then stopped to check her famale slave was still all right. She could see that she was breathing heavily and assumed she was sweating hard within her latex prison.

"Okay sweetie, you have done well so far, but that was just a little warm up. Now to the second part of your punishment"

Ms .Cockrill flicked the whip across the sole of louise's left foot making a little snapping sound, her foot twisted immediately from the stinging. Liz smiled wryly then hit the right one in exactly the same place. This time she heard a little yelp come from the direction of louise's hood.

She took aim again, this time the leathery strand hit all of her toes. The helpless louise wiggled her toes furiously through the stinging pain, but concluded it wasn't as bad as she thought ti would be.

Flick after flick expertly hit louise's feet and toes, each stroke getting slightly harder than the last, but not hard enough to create welts or to break the skin.

Doug, still touching his toes, watched the whip hit his wife, half wishing it was him performing the punishment on his slave.

Coincidently, Liz suddenly stopped hitting louise, turned to doug and asked "So mr Dominant, would you like to finish your wife's punishment? After all she didn't ask your permission to pleasure herself earlier"

The whip was wedged between louise's feet, ready for doug to pick up.

"Go ahead doug you may whip or tickle your wife now. I'll sit here and watch you."

Ms. Cockrill sat back in the deep chair, taking the weight off her feet. "Ah that's better"