Whips Or Kisses

Just a story (or is it?) by Chris
Chapter 1

I parked my car and walked briskly up to Her door. I knocked and waited for what seemed to be an interminable time. Would She see me, what did she have planned? Already my pulse was racing. Impatient, I knocked again and almost immediately the door opened.

“That second knock is gonna cost you,” She said from behind the door. “Now get in here.”

As I stepped into Her world, the door shut behind me and She slid the bolt across. I was in Her control and I liked the way that felt. A combination of anticipation and trepidation, like being on a first date, only more so. Why did it always feel this way, each and every time I came to see Her? I guess that was the power She wielded over me and others like me.

Raising my eyes from the floor, I looked at Her. She was smiling, Her soft, wavy, shoulder length blonde hair characteristically covering one side of Her face.

“You seem a little impatient today, don’t you?” she stated more than asked. Leaning forward, she whispered in my ear, Her breath warm on my neck, “that last appointment that you cancelled left me very frustrated, so I’m gonna really take it out of you today. Now get undressed!”

I removed my clothes and folded them neatly, placing them on the chair in the corner of the small entrance lobby. I cautiously shot a glance at my Mistress. She was as tall as I was, perhaps six feet in Her black, high-heeled pumps. She was wearing black sheer stockings and a short, very tight leather shirt that revealed just a flash of soft, pale skin between where it finished and the stockings began. She was also wearing a loose fitting, black, almost see-through shirt and I could just make out the shape of Her wonderful breasts and Her pale nipples. A thin gold chain around Her slender neck and poster red nail varnish that matched Her lipstick finished off her captivating appearance. Our eyes met.

“Stop staring at me and get on your knees once you’re undressed,” She said. “We have a lot to do.”

Naked I fell to my knees, my head resting on the cool leather of Her shoes. I felt Her tighten a dog collar around my neck and a then a leash to the ring in the collar. She yanked on the collar.

“Follow me, and don’t look up,” She said.

As She turned to walk away, I shot a glance towards Her legs and Her skirt. She must have expected this because I quickly felt a slap across the side of my head.

Laughing, she said, “I knew you couldn’t resist a peak! Boy you’re gonna suffer today.”
Chapter 2

She dragged me behind Her and I obediently kept me eyes on the floor, following the click of Her heels on the hard stone floor. We entered a large room, perhaps 1500 square feet in size, which She had turned into a playroom-come-dungeon. The walls and ceiling of the room were painted a midnight blue and covered with lush maroon and black drapes. There were no windows, although a door in one corner led to a small bathroom and shower.

The main room was fully equipped with a range of benches, tables, gurneys, wall bars, etc. and from the walls hung a wide assortment of whips, ropes, chains and shackles. To some it may have seemed like a nightmare, but to me it felt like home, like heaven.

The room was usually dimly lit but today it seemed darker than usual, as most of the ceiling mounted spotlights seemed turned off. Only a few of the red and blue lamps were providing any illumination at all, and I could hear talking in the far corner. As She stepped aside, She yanked on the leash, pulling me back to sit on my heels. In front of me were two of Her friends, Kay and Annie.

“As you can see,” Mistress explained, “Kay and Annie have joined us today. I hope you don’t mind.”

“N-n-n-no,” I stammered, my mind struggling to take in the implications. “I always enjoy it when you invite friends to join our sessions. Thank you, Mistress.”

“Well, I didn’t do it for you,” She said, pulling my head back by my hair and staring into my eyes. Her piercing glare seemed to sear into me, and I submissively averted my gaze towards Kay and Annie.

Both ladies had joined in our sessions before. They seemed to “switch” quite willingly, which always made it difficult, almost impossible, to anticipate how the session was going to develop.

Kay was another tall, imposing and very beautiful and full-figured woman. She had long, sandy brown hair that was tied back into a severe looking pony tail. This emphasized the sweep of her neck and her smooth shoulders. She had large lips and large eyes and deliciously full breasts. Today she was wearing an over-sized man’s white button-down Oxford shirt. The shirt was completely open down the front to reveal a small pair of black panties. She stood facing me with both hands on her hips and the shirtsleeves rolled up past her elbows. As usual, her feet were bare and her toenails and long fingernails painted a dark burgundy red.

“Chris,” she said, smiling. “How nice to see you again. I especially enjoyed the body worship you provided last time. I wonder if you’ll earn it again today?”

“I’ll do my best, Kay,” I said quietly. “You have a very beautiful body.”

Kay turned towards Annie and said, “What do you think we should do to him today?”

“Oh, I don’t really know. I like to let Mistress make all the decisions, don’t you?” answered Annie.

“Usually,” said Kay, as both she and Annie winked at Mistress.

Annie was younger than both Mistress and Kay, and my impression was that she was mostly submissive. She had watched a few of our earlier sessions but had never really joined in. In the past, however, I had seen her take some pretty severe corporal punishment sessions from Mistress. Today Annie’s shoulder length dark brown hair was hanging loose and she was wearing a slim-fitting satin shift dress with a high collar. Like Kay, her feet were also bare and she wore a couple of toe rings on both feet.

“OK ladies, let’s warm things up shall we?” said Mistress.

Mistress walked slowly across the room and sat on a low, soft, high-backed chair. She crossed Her legs and said, “Chris, why don’t you crawl over here and worship my feet?”

“Yes, Mistress,” I answered, moving towards Her as fast as I could on all fours.

“Worship them slowly and lovingly, but only as far up as my knees. And I want you to stay on all fours and just use your mouth,” She instructed me.

I lowered my head to Her foot, the smell of the leather urging me to lick, suck and kiss.

“Keep your ass in the air,” Mistress told me. “Kay, Annie, why don’t you add some color to that lily-white ass of his?”

As I adored the feet of my Mistress, Kay and Annie stood either side of me and let loose with a barrage of slow rhythmic blows. Kay seemed to be using a hardwood paddle, while Annie must have chosen a thin cane of some kind. As I tried to stay focussed on my task, the two of them continued to punish my ass. Sometimes one of them would hold back on a blow, sometimes they would mark double time. Several times one of the blows would take my breath away and Mistress would jab Her foot into my face.

“Keep going, slave,” She said. “I’ll tell you when to stop. Kay and Annie, why don’t you swap sides for a while? Annie’s cane seems to be marking him pretty bad. You’re evil, girl!”

Mistress re-crossed Her legs and offered me Her other foot. And so it continued, I’m not sure for how long. Eventually, Kay was the first to say, “Mistress, I think we should stop for a while. We don’t want to wear him out too soon, do we?”

“I guess you’re right, Kay,” She answered, “we have a lot of other torture planned for him, don’t we? Let’s give him a rest from the CP, at least for now.”

“Chris, stay where you are,” Mistress told me. She stood up and walked around me. Then I felt an ice cool wet cloth smooth across my sore, reddened ass.

“My, my, ladies, you did a number on him, didn’t you? No blood, of course, but he’s gonna have trouble sitting down for a few days,” said Mistress.

“I hope we can do it some more later,” said Annie, giggling. “I really enjoyed that! I think my dominant side may be coming out, you know.”

“Well, if you like it, let it go,” said Kay. “I used to be convinced that I was only sub and then one day – POW! Mistress let me give CP to my first sub and I’ve never looked back.”

“Yes, but you still like an ass warming from time-to-time, don’t you, Kay?” said Mistress.

“Hey, if you switch you can get the best of both worlds,” said Kay, a big grin on her wide, sensuous mouth lighting up her face.

Mistress continued to soothe my battered ass with the cool cloth. She let it slide down between my legs and then She gave my balls a hard squeeze. I yelped and then I felt Her rub some familiar smelling lotion into my balls. It was Ben Gay, of course.

“Don’t want you to get too comfortable,” She said. “Let’s do something else. Slave stand up and walk over there to the St. Andrews Cross.”

Slowly I stood up, staggered a little, and Kay and Annie guided me across the room to the large wooden X-shaped cross against the far wall. Turning around I leant back against it as the strapped my wrists and ankles securely in place, followed by straps around my thighs and waist. By now the Ben gay was having its full effect and my balls, as well as my ass, felt as if they were on fire.

“There,” said Mistress approvingly. “We don’t want you wriggling around too much, do we? I think it’s time for some CBT and nipple torture. You like that don’t you, Chris?” She bent forward and blew softly on my balls, the cool air accentuating the heating effect of the lotion.

“Yes I do, Mistress,” I murmured. “Thank you very much.”

“He’s such a polite little slave, isn’t he?” said Annie. “Even when he’s in pain. I rubbed Ben Gay on my clit once. Never again! That stuff hurts real bad.”

“Oh, come on Annie, you enjoy the pain, whatever form it takes. And our little slave Chris just knows what’s good for him,” said Kay. “Let’s get started.”

Kay and Annie forced my cock and balls through two stainless steel rings that were joined by a thin leather strap. They had no intention of being gentle and only laughed at my moans. As they worked on my cock and balls, Mistress attached an alligator clip to each of my nipples. The ‘gator clips were joined by a thin chain, which Mistress pulled up and down repeatedly. The combined efforts of Kay and Annie with the cock rings and Mistress with the nipple torture were making my cock hard, very hard.

“At last, some sign of life,” said Kay. “I thought he was never gonna wake up. I still say this one has one of the prettiest cocks I’ve seen.”

“Ah, the pain and the pleasure,” said Annie, squeezing my balls and making me squirm some more. “Sometimes I wish I had a cock, you know. But then again a strap-on is more reliable for most things.”

Almost synchronously, all three ladies then stood back as if to appreciate their handiwork. Mistress flicked a wall switch and I was bathed in the light from two or three spot lights. I felt totally exposed and at their mercy. Just how I liked it.

“Get me some twine, Kay,” said Mistress. “ I need to tie the chain between those nipple clamps to that cock ring. That’s the good thing about ‘gator clips…they don’t slip off easy! In fact they don’t slip of at all.”

Mistress ran the twine through the larger of the two rings around by cock and balls and then pulled it taut and tied it to the chain that was attached to the clips on my nipples. I wanted to bend forward and ease the pain to my nipples, but I was securely tied to the cross. I started breathing heavy, sucking air though my clenched teeth.

“He’s a hurting puppy,” said Annie. “But, as that old song goes, ‘we’ve only just begun’.”

Mistress moved in close and looked straight into my eyes. She spoke softly: “Chris, if you like, I can untie you now and send you home. Would you like that? No more pain for my baby,” She added as She stroked my face.

“N-n-n-no, thank you, Mistress,” I stammered. “I don’t want to disappoint you. I can take a lot more, honest I c-a-A-A-A-NNNNNN,” I screamed as She squeezed my balls.

“OK, just checking,” She said, giving my balls a hard yank, which then shot pain up into my nipples. “We’ll soon see what you’re made of, slave. OK girls, its time for some electro-play.”
Chapter 3

Kay and Annie connected on of the electrical leads from the TENS unit to the stainless steel ring that went around my cock and balls and one lead to the ring that just went around the base of my cock. The two were joined – and separated – by a leather strap so as to prevent the electrical current short-circuiting. Mistress checked that all the dials were set to “low” and She turned on the power. The lights on the unit glowed red a Mistress paused, Her fingers dancing between the control dials on the TENS unit. Kay and Annie stared intently at my face watching for some kind of reaction, as Mistress slowly turned up the “coarse” control knob. A pleasant tingling around my groin slowly changed into a delightful pain, and soon I was straining against my bondage, eyes rolled back in my head. I was heading towards endorphin heaven!

“Wow, he sure seems to like that,” said Annie. “Look at the expression on his face, and look at his cock. It’s turning purple and the veins are…are ugly looking!”

“Yes, Chris really likes electro-play, but you’ve got to turn the controls slowly. Too much too soon ruins the effect,” explained Mistress.

“I think I’d like to have you connect me up to this device sometime, Mistress,” said Annie. “It looks like fun. Kay have you had it?”

“Oh yes, many times,” said Kay. “In experienced hands it can take you to places you’ve never been, trust me. And as long as you keep it below chest level and your heart area, it’s completely safe.”

I was in another world. I was aware of Mistress, Kay and Annie, but I was also pretty much oblivious to what they were saying. All that mattered was the exquisite sensations emanating from my cock and ball area, all generated by the tiny black box in the hands of my Mistress. I could tell She had taken the “coarse” control knob as high as it could go, and now she was slowly increasing the “fine” control knob. The pain was getting to be quite severe now, and I started to shake my head.

“Looks like we need to leave him at this level for a while,” said Mistress. “But we can still play with these other two controls.” Mistress then proceeded to explain the controls to Kay and Annie.

“The top two knobs control the power, and as you can see he’s all the way to the top of the coarse control and about half way up on the fine control. Now, this one controls the pulse. See how the lights comes on and off?”

I writhed as the power to my genitals surged up and then fell away. The frequency of these tidal waves of pain were controlled by Mistress, as She showed Her willing students how the box worked. Sometimes the surge was long and slow, other times fast and furious like a hammer pounding a nail.

“What’s the other knob for?” asked Kay.

“Ah this one is my favorite,” said Mistress. “This one controls the intensity, the penetration if you like, of the pulse. Watch…”

She slowly turned the knob from left to right and somewhere at about three-quarters around it hit the sweet spot.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” I yelled. “That’s…that’s great! Don’t stop, hold it there, please…PLEASE!

Annie looked on, eyes wide open. Mistress just smiled. She’d seen it all before, many times.

“OK, let’s see if we can take him a little higher, shall we?” asked Mistress.

For the next twenty or thirty minutes, they worked their magic. Mistress kept control of the TENS unit, although I think She let Kay or Annie play with it once or twice. The ‘gator clips were removed a couple of times, allowing someone to bite and then suck my nipples. The clips were always replaced, causing my nipples to hurt even more. Some clothespins were attached to the end of my cock and then Kay took great delight removing them with a flick of a riding crop. The pain was overwhelming but I was untouchable, in another world. I think they rubbed some Tabasco pepper into the shaft of my cock and then laughed as I squirmed and strained. And all the while, Mistress was adjusting the electrical current through my cock and balls, changing it just enough to stop me getting used to it.

“See how well he takes the torture, ladies?” asked Mistress. “He’s one of my best. I can keep layering on the pain and he just seems to thrive on it.” She leaned in and I felt a soft kiss on my cheek: “So, Chris, shall I stop? Do you want a rest yet?

I was breathing heavily now and I felt unsure how to answer. I was close to my limit, but I knew I could take more. I opened my eyes. Kay had now removed her shirt and was standing to my right. Her magnificent breasts were on full display and she was playing with one of her pierced nipples. She had her other arm around Annie, who was staring in what seemed to be astonishment at what was going on. My gaze slowly moved to Mistress.

“I…I…don’t want you to stop, but may be I need a rest, just for a while,” I said in a hoarse whisper.

“Well, we are far from over, so may be I’ll let you take a break just for a few minutes,” said Mistress.

With that the electrical sensations to my cock and balls went to zero as She turned off the controls and Kay and Annie each removed a nipple clip at the same time.

“Oh my God!” I yelled, as the blood and sensation returned to my nipples, and my head sunk to my chest and I breathed deeply.

And then there was a knock on the door.

“Ah, here’s another surprise!” said Mistress.
Chapter 4

“Ladies, untie him and give him a drink of water. Put a hood over his head, tie his hands behind his back and lock him in the dog cage for now. We’ll need him later,” instructed Mistress. “Oh yes, and put those ear mufflers on him. I don’t want him seeing or hearing.”

Following Her instructions, they roughly guided me to the wire mesh dog kennel I knew so well. I felt either Kay or Annie give one of my nipples a parting pinch, and I made my self as comfortable as I could and waited. And waited. All I could hear were muffled sounds in my darkness, as my ass, balls and nipples continued to throb, reminding me of what had happened and – perhaps – what was still to come. Occasionally I sensed people close to the cage and once it seemed to move as if someone were sitting on top of it. But I could see nothing and hear close to the same.

Then after what must have been at least half an hour I felt the cage being unlocked and a pair of soft hands reached in and guided me out of the cage. Slowly I stood up and swayed a little as blood started to flow again. I felt someone steady me and remove the ear mufflers.

“Bring him over here,” said Mistress, “but keep his hands tied behind his back and leave the hood on. I don’t want him seeing anything yet.”

“Yes, Mistress,” said Annie as she lead me across the room.

“Stop right there,” said Mistress, as I felt Her palm on my chest.

She was right in front of me. Gently, by placing Her hands either side of my face, She made me lean forwards slightly and then She guided my head until my face rested between Her soft breasts. Immediately my cock responded and started to stiffen.

“Now then, Chris, why don’t you worship my breasts? Slowly and gently, mind you,” said Mistress

“Yes, Mistress,” I answered, “and thank you.”

“You’re most welcome,” She said with a laugh. “Now get on with it. I want to see that cock of yours hard. I have a use for it.”

As I nuzzled, sucked and licked her soft breasts and nipples, I felt two pairs of hands between my legs, massaging my cock and balls. Once or twice a latex-gloved fingers probed my ass. Pretty soon my cock was hard and in danger of exploding.

“M-m-m-m-Mistress, please ask them to be careful. I don’t want to come yet,” I whined.

“And I don’t want you to come – yet,” She said. “Girls, better back off. Kay tie up his cock and balls really tight and Annie put a condom on him with plenty of lube.”

Mistress gently pushed me into the upright standing position. Once my cock was bound and I was wearing a condom, I felt Her wrap both legs around me and draw me into Her. She quickly removed my hood and once my eyes adjusted I could see She was naked from the waist up and Her pale skin seemed to glow in the shaft of light from the single spotlight above us. As I looked around Her and over Her shoulders I could see that see was sitting astride a slightly overweight male who was bent over padded bench. Each of his arms and legs were securely bound and he was wearing a hood. My erect, tightly bound and throbbing cock now nestled between his white hairless butt cheeks, and Mistress smiled as She relaxed the grip Her legs had on me.

“OK Chris,” She said, “this is slave John and he wants to be humiliated. You will fuck him until I tell you to stop. If you come, you will keep fucking him, and the way your cock is tied up you should stay erect for quite a while even if you do come. Understand?”

“Yes, Mistress,” I said, slightly taken aback.

“Ladies, please do the honors,” said Mistress, motioning to Kay and Annie.

The two assistants guided my cock into his ass. Then Annie moved around and started to nuzzle up against Mistress’s breasts just as I had done a few moments ago. Standing behind me, Kay wrapped her arms under mine, held me tight and motioned that I start fucking John. I felt her pelvis grinding into the back of my ass as I fucked him. Once or twice my cock slipped out, but Annie was quick to respond, guiding it back to where it belonged. Kay’s long finger nails found my nipples and she started to play with them, rubbing them, squeezing them.

“Oh Chris, please show a little back-bone,” said Mistress. “I said fuck him, so FUCK HIM!”

I pushed harder, deeper and more frequent, and so did Kay behind me. I heard her breathing start to become erratic, and then she gripped me extra tight, her nails digging into the flesh of my chest. Suddenly her body stiffened and then shuddered. She kept pumping though, and our bodies seemed to be acting in unison. Sweat was running down my face and down my chest. I could feel that I was getting close to climax and I looked pleadingly at Mistress.

By now, Annie had one of her hands up the front of the skirt that Mistress was wearing. Annie’s dress was hiked up around her waist and her other hand was frantically rubbing herself between her legs. Annie was moaning, her eyes rolled back in her head.

Mistress just stared back at me: “I said keep fucking him, Chris,” She said calmly. “If you come, you come. But DO NOT STOP!”

With that, I climaxed, burying my cock deep inside John, again and again. He had been quiet until now, when I heard him yell: “Stop, please stop, no deeper!”

“Chris, keep going,” said Mistress, almost dispassionately. “And you are doing a really nice job, Annie. Don’t you stop either.”

I kept pumping, my cock super-sensitive. Kay stepped away and took a wooden paddle to my ass.

“Hurt him, Kay,” said Mistress, “hurt him so he hurts this slut that I’m sitting on.”

And Kay did just that. Her blows kept raining down on my ass and I did my best to keep fucking poor slave John. I hoped that this was what he wanted.

Then Mistress’s head lolled back and I saw Her arch Her back and shake.

“Keep going, Annie, keep going! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” She yelled

Almost as She climaxed, my cock softened and slid out of John, and I paused. As I lifted my head up I saw Mistress smiling at me again.

“That was very good Chris, but I never told you to stop,” She said. “Kay, fetch the strap-on so that Chris can keep fucking John.”

Quickly Kay attached the dildo to me using the black leather straps. She lubed it up and Mistress said; “OK Chris, you’re on your own now. Kay, untie his hands and put this mask on him. I want to take some pictures of this.”

The three ladies backed away as I inserted the rubber cock into John and started fucking him all over again. He seemed motionless, just murmuring or squirming occasionally. I grabbed his flaccid love handles and just kept fucking his flabby ass. Periodically the semi-darkness would be punctuated by the flash of the camera, and sometimes Kay or Annie would join me and John in the picture. At one stage Annie removed her dress to reveal her small, pert breasts and a pair of white lace panties, her dark pubic hair clearly visible beneath the thin fabric. Eventually my thrusts started to get weaker and less urgent and then Mistress told me I could stop. I removed the dildo from John and staggered backwards.

“Well done, Chris,” said Mistress, “I think that is just what he wanted. At least I hope it was! Now go to the bathroom and clean yourself up, but don’t come out until we come and get you.”
Chapter 5

In the bathroom I washed my cock and balls and splashed cold water on my face. I stared into the mirror. How long had I been here today? I looked a wreck and it wasn’t over yet. Just as I was starting to feel sorry for John, the door opened. Annie stood there, naked except for her panties. She was grinning: “So that was quite something, Chris, but there is more to come,” she said. “John has left, so you can come out now and follow me.”

Mistress was standing next to Kay who was sitting in the CBT chair. Kay’s arms were strapped to the wall behind her at about shoulder height, and her legs were wide apart, tied to the two padded ‘arms’ of the chair. Bathed in a pool of light from an overhead spot lamp, she was naked except for her black panties, which were now stretched taut across her pussy.

“Come over here, Chris,” said Mistress, “we’d like to take a look at you. Twirl for us, will you?”

I stood in front of the three ladies and turned slowly.

“Wow,” said Annie, “his butt sure is red, black and blue.”

“But his cock is a sorry sight,” said Kay in an almost scornful way.

“Well, I think he has done pretty good so far today,” said Mistress. “So it’s time for a little reward. Chris, how would you like to worship Kay’s breasts?”

“Very much, Mistress,” I said, staring at Kay’s marvelous breasts and the rings in her pierced nipples.

“OK,” said Mistress, “but first a little test. Kneel down between Kay’s legs. See this quarter? I want you to hold this coin, with your nose, against her pussy. If it falls, no reward, just more pain. Or maybe I’ll just send you home. Understand?”

“Yes, Mistress,” I said, my gaze wandering from Kay’s breasts to her barely covered pussy.

I knelt on all fours and slowly placed my nose to within a half-inch of Kay’s panties. Mistress placed the quarter against what must have been her clit and told me to hold it there with my nose. I obeyed. I could smell her, I could see her, but I couldn’t quite touch her. At least not how I wanted to. I sensed Kay pushing against the quarter and my face. I had to press harder so that it didn’t fall. I raised my eyes and looked up to see Kay looking down at me. She licked her lips and smiled. I was trapped.

“Now this seems all too easy to me,” said Mistress. “Let’s make it a bit more interesting. Annie fetch the TENS and my favorite cane, will you? Oh, and bring some of those large clothes pins too.”

“Yes, Mistress,” answered Annie.

While Mistress reattached the cock and ball rings to the TENS, Annie reached under my chest and attached the clothespins to my nipples, two to each nipple. Several times she missed the marked and pinched skin instead, making me wince. Eventually she got it right, as indicated by my sharp intakes of breath.

“Thank you, Annie,” I murmured.

Mistress looked Annie, who was knelt at my side: “Annie, why don’t you remove those panties of yours and sit astride Chris. You said you wanted to feel the TENS, didn’t you?”

“Oh, yes please!” said Annie jumping up and slipping out of her panties.

Facing my ass and Mistress behind me, I felt Annie rub her warm thighs and moist crotch into the small of my back.

“Here,” said Mistress, “rub some of this lube along his back.”

Annie massaged the lube along my spine and then slid her herself up and back. She was enjoying it and so was I, and my cock started to stir.

“OK, Annie, I’m gonna attach this extra lead from one of the cock rings to one of your toe rings. Trust me,” said Mistress, adding “just relax and enjoy.”

Annie leaned back, putting her hands behind her on my shoulders. She wriggled, grinding her crotch into my back for the umpteenth time.

Slowly, Mistress started to turn up the TENS machine and I could feel the effects in my cock and balls. Then, almost magically, I could also feel a delightful sensation wherever Annie’s skin touched mine. The feeling was less intense than around my cock and balls, but pleasant nonetheless. And I could tell Annie was enjoying to.

“M-m-m-m-m-m-mmmm,” she said, “this is incredible! I’ve never felt anything like it. Turn it up some more Mistress.”

Mistress obliged. The sensation to my cock and balls started to pass from pleasure to pain, but I could tell Annie wanted more of whatever she was experiencing. I tried to focus on keeping the coin in Kay’s crotch, but it wasn’t easy.

I felt Kay push her crotch into my face and whispered: “Chris, stick your tongue out and stroke my lips, will you?”

Pushing my nose further into her pussy my lips touched the silky fabric of her panties. They were moist and tasted of that most feminine, musky scent.

“That’s very good, Chris,’ she said, “keep going.”

My attention was torn between Kay’s crotch in my face, Annie sliding along my back and rubbing against my spine, and the increasing level of electrical shocks to my cock and balls. My mind was racing and I was losing control. I thought I might pass out. Suddenly a sharp whack to my ass brought me to my senses. Mistress had put the control box of the TENS down and was expertly wielding a cane across my ass. First one cheek, then the other. I thought I felt Annie climax on my back and warm liquid slid across my back and dripped down my sides onto the floor.

Mistress paused and said: “Annie, if you’re done, pick up the TENS and keep him guessing, will you?”

Annie reached down and picked up the box and proceeded to turn the dials somewhat inexpertly. Sometimes I felt hardly anything, sometimes the pain was so much I nearly fell to the floor. I tried to stay focussed on Kay’s crotch and the coin I was desperately trying to hold in place with my nose. Suddenly Mistress stopped punishing my ass and I felt Her latex-gloved hand slip between my cheeks and smeared lube everywhere.

“Time to stretch that ass of yours, Chris,” She said

I felt a large dildo slide into my ass, slowly and deliberately. Once fully inserted, She started to work it in and out. I buried my face deeper into Kay’s crotch and as my tongue found a way around her panties I licked her sweet moist lips. The electrical pulses to my cock and balls seemed to fade to a delightful, albeit still painful, warm prickle. Someone knew what they were doing and I thought that it was probably Mistress telling Annie what to do.

My cock was now hard again and I could feel myself wanting to come. In and out went the dildo, sometimes slowly and almost lovingly, sometimes rapidly with seeming anger.

“Please Mistress, fuck me,” I asked. “Deeper and harder.”

Kay wriggled into my face and my mouth and nose seemed to become engulfed by her warm and slippery wet lips. The quarter fell away unnoticed, as Annie reached and grabbed my cock. Mistress pounded away with the dildo, while Annie stroked and squeezed.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,” I screamed, as I exploded, “don’t stop, don’t stop!”

And I fell to the cool floor, exhausted.

“Good, very good, Chris”, said Mistress. “But you never got to worship Kay’s breasts. That’s because you let the quarter fall, didn’t you?” She added smiling.

There was a loud knock at the door.

“Ah excellent,” She went on, “that must be Master Robert. He’s Annie’s Dom and he has brought over a couple of other sub friends. We’re gonna have a party and guess what? You’re the entertainment! I hope you’re up to it…”

The end…or just the beginning?

12/28/03