after our foray into whipping videos, we are now back continuing or whipping stories series. Jana sent us this story about her ass punishment:
Hello, I am Jana and I am aged 24. I got an ass punishment by my boyfriend…
Originally I am from Belarus. I grew up in a small town. At no point did I enjoy living there. So as soon as I was finished with school, I went to Minsk, the capital of Belarus.
Life was so different there. So many people, everyone was busy and rushing. But after all, life was expensive there. So I had to work pretty hard to get along. Daytime I worked in a coffeehouse, while in the evening I was doing side jobs, like working in a cinema. The bottom-line is, that there was no time left for 
amusements. Sure enough, I had the one or other quick affair with colleagues, but my love life was everything but perfect.
Believe it or not, most of the men in Belarus develop some problem with alcohol in their life. For this reason I was bound and determined to look for a foreign guy.
This stuff is pretty easy these days. I googled for dating agencies and in no time I had contact with several men from around 
the world. One of this guys was outstanding.
His name was George and he came from London, but lived 
on Malta since a couple of years. He dealt with yachts. George was handsome and so charming. Right after our first Skype video session, I became his slave.
After a couple of weeks of Internet contact, I visited him on Malta and we fell in deep love. Instantly I gave up my flat, my life in Minsk and moved to George. Our first summer was exiting, romantic, what ever a young woman dreams of. But things changed quickly.
More often he came back home late and usually pretty drunk. “I have to deal a lot with 
Arabic businessmen”, was his excuse. “They are not allowed to drink in their home countries, so they are looking for amusement here. I need to sell boats, so I have to serve my clients in many ways.”
Needless to say that I was not amused. Remember why I decided not to get engaged with a compatriot of mine? Now I had the trouble that I had fled of.
One evening, he did not show up at all. In the early morning I got woken up by loud rumbling and singing. I looked out of the window and saw George coming home with what looked like an Arabic business friend. Never before have I seen George this drunk.
I hurried down the stairs, ripped open the door and started shouting at him “Do you know what time it is? Where have you been whole night?”
“Shut the fuck up you whore.” he said in a tone I never heard from him before. I yelled back “are you totally crazy now? You are both 
alcoholics, get lost, I won’t let you in!”
“You had your chance lil bitch. I told you to shut up. I think me and Murat are going to show you, how they deal with rebellious women in his country…”
“You are totally out of your mind…” I replied and tried to close the door. But no matter how drunken George was, he was quicker and blocked the door with his foot. “Murat, why don’t you get the two whips out of the car, that you showed me earlier. I am so curious to experience the ass punishment you described…”
Things happened quickly now. George grabbed me brutally, while Murat hurried back to the car. The Arab was back in no time, carrying two whips and a long rope. They ripped of my clothes brutally, only left my boots on. Then I got tied to the door knobs. My ass was exposed to the two defilers.
“Get ready for your ass punishment…”, I heard George say in the background. “SPANKKK!!!”
The first whiplash cracked on my ass and I screamed out loud. “WHOOOOSH!!!” The next stroke hit my ass even harder. George kept hitting me like a maniac. The pain was unbelievable.
Meanwhile Murat tied the long whip around my ankle and pulled my right leg backwards. This way my ass got even more exposed to the hard whiplashes. 
“That’s our ass punishment specialty”, he laughed sadistically…