Real is better than Fantasy

Chapter 4

For some time now I have been worried about the totally aseptic manner in which my adventures with Rana had been progressing. He was fully naked each time while I remained fully clothed. I fondled his sexual organs and punished and abused his body quite severely. He got extremely excited with the treatment I dished out and I climaxed. However, I did not feel the need for a sexual relationship with him and he too did not seem interested in trying to get sexual gratification from me other than by the pain I inflicted on him. I was no virgin and had had a few sexual encounters with men, though not very satisfactory for me. On the other hand I had kept up a relationship with Swapna, a girl from my class in school, who visited Mumbai from time to time. She stayed with me whenever she came and we frolicked together in bed. Both of us enjoyed this occasional fling and felt deeply satisfied. I had never given it much thought till I met Rana. I now started wondering whether I was a lesbian. I hoped not. I did have relationships with boys, though not frequently. Even though I did not feel as satisfied as when I was with Swapna, I thought that it was because Swapna knew me so much better than any of the men I had been with and I put it down to their lack of experience and skill. But after my sessions with Rana I began having serious doubts.

Swapna was visiting me this evening and would be staying over for the night and leaving for Bhubaneshwar tomorrow. When she called me, I was delighted and asked her to let herself into my apartment and make herself comfortable in the guest room. She had a key and had stayed with me a number of times so she knew her way around the apartment. I promised to return straight from work as early as possible. I was quite excited as I had really missed her. I left for home straight after work, picking up some fruits on my way. Knowing her, I was sure Swapna would have been busy in my ill equipped kitchen and there would be food on the table. As I let myself in, I could hear her pottering in the kitchen. As soon as she saw me, she rushed to me and we hugged each other tight. We kissed a long lingering kiss till she broke off “there will be time enough for that. If I don’t get back to the stove, you will get only burnt food for dinner.” I made us some coffee while she finished the cooking and we chatted continuously. It felt great to be together again.

When she was finished with her cooking, we settled down in the lounge. I poured her a Bacardi breezer, her favourite while I got myself a Scotch. After a sip, she put her glass down and reached for my face. I too put my glass down and reciprocated her kiss with passion. My tongue explored her mouth and my hand went between us to her soft, full breast. As I moved my hand to her nipple, I brushed against something hard and metallic under her blouse and she let out a moan of pain. I broke the kiss and held her at arms length and looked at her. She held my gaze and undid the buttons of her blouse and opened it. She was not wearing any bra. Her luscious breasts stood out proudly and on each of her nipples she had attached a clamp. Realisation dawned on me. She had found the stuff I had put away in the cupboard of her room. “You sly girl! You use these on yourself or you have another playmate?” she asked in a throaty voice. I was embarrassed and to hide my distress I gave the clamps a flick and went to pick up my drink. She jerked in pain but stood with her chest out. “Come, sit beside me Swapna. I have a lot to tell you,” I said. She picked up her drink and sat beside me. I told her all about how Rana and I had met and the turn the conversation had taken and our further experiments. “Oh gosh Shefali! If only I had known. I am too embarrassed by my tastes and have not divulged it to any one. I too love pain Shefali. Like Rana, the caning I got in school too excited me. If you could realize Rana’s excitement, how come you did not notice mine?” “Well, there was a physical indication for Rana -  a bulge at his crotch.” “I have gone through all that stuff you have in there. I want you to use them on me.” I looked at her “are you sure?” “Of course I am. Except for the needles. I am not sure I want that.” I reached out and fingered one clamp, moving it up and down. “Oooohh!” “You know Swapna – you have had these on for  at least a couple of hours. Isn’t it killing you?” “When I put them on I nearly went through the roof. These are surgical clamps and they clamp on tight. But after a while the pain subsides into a dull ache – as it is now.” “But you know what will happen when I remove them?” “I do. Ooooooh. I do it to myself quite often. Only I use plastic clothes pins.” I started slowly opening the clamp. The teeth were deeply embedded into her flesh and as they opened she screamed in pain “aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh!” I reached forward and slowly licked her bruised nipple. I massaged it with my lips and tongue and sucked lightly. Her nipple was hard and erect against my tongue. I ran my tongue along the teeth marks above and below her nipple. Slowly her breathing returned to normal. Still working on her nipple with my mouth, soothing it as much as I could, I reached and quickly released the other clamp. “Yyyyaaaahhhhhhhh!” she screamed and jerked her breast out of my mouth. I quickly started my oral ministrations on the other nipple, soothing it with my tongue massage and gently massaging the marks on the first nipple with my forefinger. Slowly she subsided and her breathing came to normal. I released he teat and felt under her skirt at her crotch. She was soaking. I felt mine and found that I too was soaking wet.

She led me to her room and opening the cupboard, searched around and took out the box of clamps, the strap, the cane and the dog whip. Laying them out on the side table, she started removing her clothes. Swapna is a large, well-built woman with a lot of flesh but not fat. She stands nearly 5’10” tall with full breasts, a slight bulge at the tummy, nice and full rounded hips and her buttocks were high and wide and did not hang down like most of ours. She was a big delicious creature and also good looking. Like me, she was also clean-shaven. She had long dark hair, reaching to her hips. “Aren’t you going to strip?” she asked. I removed my skirt and blouse and unhooked my bra. I was proud of my full breasts that stood out  without any droop to them. I removed my wet panties and went into the bathroom and wiped my cunt dry with a tissue. “I was always fully dressed with Rana you know,” I said as I came out. “You are joking!” she exclaimed. “Really! And he was fully naked all the while? This is something new. Was it a slave/mistress play?” “No – no slave/mistress stuff. He just stripped and I went about giving it to him and finally we both climax. He spurting all over and I into my panties.” “No sex?” “No sex. Later we go out to the pub or restaurant and just talk and recall old days. He did mention your name once but I did not tell him about us. I was embarrassed,” I said frankly. “You know Shefali, I too don’t talk about us to anyone. And about liking pain – I had not even told you about it. I thought I was a freak but keep surfing all these sites on the net and so I know that there are people like me around. But I am afraid to talk to friends about my preferences. Shefali, do you like to receive also or only to dish it out?” “I do not like to receive but I do like to dish it out”. “That’s fine with me as I don’t think I would be able to dish out. So how do you want me? You know Shefali, you can go as hard as you want. I am yearning for some real harsh treatment. If I feel it’s beyond me, I will stop you. But I want to get it as hard as you can give.” “Just stand in front of me with your hands behind your head and your feet wide apart. I want to see the juices dribble out of you.”

I was already getting wet. I picked up the strap and brought it  down against the side of my naked leg. It stung and I did not like it at all. I stood a little away from her and looked at her. She was a beauty and I started seeping between my legs. She closed her eyes, waiting in anticipation. Slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, Slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, I gave her light strokes on the side of her breasts, on the top and on her nipples. She just flinched with each stroke but made no sound, except for a gasp when I struck her nipples. Slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, Slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, light strokes bringing the strap from down to up, striking the undersides of her breasts and up to down on the expansive surface of her breasts. They had taken on a rosy hue and the teats and aureole were jutting out with the nipples hard and bursting buds in the center. Her breasts were now warm to my touch. I kneaded them with both my hands and she moaned. Standing back, I started on her left breast with increased force SSSLLLAAAPP SSSLLLAAAPP SSSLLLAAAPP SSSLLLAAAPP SSSLLLAAAPP SSSLLLAAAPP SSSLLLAAAPP SSSLLLAAAPP SSSLLLAAAPP SSSLLLAAAPP in upward, downward, right to left and left to right strokes. “Uuuunnnnhhhhh” “Uuuunnnnhhhhh” “Uuuunnnnhhhhh” “Uuuunnnnhhhhh” “Uuuunnnnhhhhh” “Uuuunnnnhhhhh” “Uuuunnnnhhhhh” “Uuuunnnnhhhhh” “Uuuunnnnhhhhh” “Uuuunnnnhhhhh”. Her left breast was now a flushed pink. I could see the start of a drop coming out of her cunt lips. I gave her another 10 hard strokes and included her nipple this time, landing it flat on her. “Uuuunnnnhhhhh” “Uuuunnnnhhhhh” “Uuuunnnnhhhhh” “Uuuunnnnhhhhh” “Uuuunnnnhhhhh” “Uuuunnnnhhhhh” “Uuuunnnnhhhhh” “Uuuunnnnhhhhh” “Uuuunnnnhhhhh” “Uuuunnnnhhhhh”. Her tit was now turning bluish with the bruising. In contrast, her right breast was just a light pink. Still she stoically maintained her posture. The drop had started coming down along her lips. I repeated the same treatment on the other breast and she took it equally well with just the grunts coming from her with each stroke. She could really take it. I felt her tits. They were hot to my touch and as I started lightly kneading them, she flinched back. There was a slight dribble of moisture lining her cunt lips and moving down. I could now see a drop hanging at the bottom of her lips, preparing to fall.

“Lie down on your back” I said and she lay down and spread her legs wide apart as though hinting to me what she would like. Her lovely breasts spread themselves a bit. Splat Splat Splat Splat Splat – I gave her five more hard strokes across both breasts landing on the nipples and pushing her flesh in with each stroke. She grunted a bit louder “Uuuunnnnhhhhh” “Uuuunnnnhhhhh” “Uuuunnnnhhhhh” “Uuuunnnnhhhhh” “Uuuunnnnhhhhh”. I moved over to her belly and landed another five strokes across her belly. She gasped with each stroke and pushed her belly in. Her flesh trembled with the force of the stroke. I moved closer to her vagina and landed three strokes just below her navel and she heaved with the shock “Aaaaaaahhhh” ‘Aaahahhhhhhhahhh” “Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhshsh”. I felt her tummy and gently massaged it in a circular motion. It felt good to my touch. I straightened and moved to face her between her legs. She spread her legs wider and waited in anticipation. Her cunt lips were puffed and her inner lips were forcing themselves open with the swelling, pushing the outer lips apart. Her inner pink was clearly visible and now the drip was disappearing down the crevice of her butt. Splat Splat Splat Splat Splat Splat Splat – I landed six strokes right on the cunt covering her lips and pushing the swollen flesh in. She cried out with each shot but strangely raised her hips inviting the next one. Splat Splat Splat Splat I landed five more hard ones on her mons venus and she cried out and clutched her cunt in the palm of her hands, closing her legs and her chest heaved as she climaxed without any warning. I just stood there amazed. Slowly she relaxed and opened her legs as though wanting more and removed her hands. By now I was very wet and could feel my slick juices making way down my thigh. I did not want to continue now and climax myself, as I would not be able to carry on.

I put down the strap and got out eight clamps from the box. I knelt between her legs and gently licked along the length of her swollen lips. I penetrated her with my tongue and continued my licking along the length inside her. I did not touch her swollen clitoris. I spread open her lips and pushed my tongue further into her and penetrated her slick cunt. My nose was buried into her and I could smell her. She was still pulsating from her orgasm and I lapped up her juices. She grabbed my head and pushed down and I broke away from her. I held her outer lips open and fixed a clamp around the middle of one lip. “Oooooooowwwwweee” she screamed. I attached another just below it and again she screamed as the clamp bit into her. I fixed two clamps to the other lip with the same consequences. When she had recovered some composure, I opened her lips by pulling apart the clamps. “AAAaaaaaahhh” as I went ahead with my slurping of her cunt. I touched the hood and flicked under it at her clitoris and taking it in I sucked at it. “Oooohh yyyeess” she went. I let go of her and moved on to her navel and fixed one clamp to either side of her navel. Again “Aaaahhhh” “Aaaahhhh.” I climbed on to the bed and lowered my cunt to her face. She greedily held my butt and pulled me on to her mouth. She started sucking me dry, her tongue flicking my clit and her fingers pinching my hood. I was going to cum and I did not want that. I put a clamp on one nipple and quickly on the other as well. “Aaaaaaaaarrrrghhhhh” “Aaaaaaaaarrrrghhhhh” she screamed, letting go of my hips and pulling her mouth away from my cunt. She thrashed around a bit and as the sharp pain subsided, she relaxed and I got off and looked at her. Kissing her softly on the lips I said, “Dinner time”. “Shefali, it was incredible! What an experience – and we never did this before! I must thank Rana for exposing us to this.” “It has just begun Swapna. I have not had my climax yet. I want that – after dinner!” I said helping her up. I playfully pulled the clip on her nipple and she yelped and shied away. I refreshed our drinks as she went into the kitchen to warm the food. She walked gingerly with her legs slightly spread apart due to the clips on her vaginal lips, trying her best not to disturb them with her movement.

I brought the drinks into the kitchen and we settled down on padded stools at the kitchen counter with our plates.  She started wolfing her food down. My, she must be hungry, I thought. Her breasts were bruised badly as was her belly. “Does it hurt?” I asked.

“It does – and feels good. My climax hit me so hard, it took me completely unawares. Here I was trying to deal with the pain and suddenly out of nowhere I find myself in the throes of an explosive orgasm. It never felt so good before Shef. The hits you gave on my cunt blew my head.”

“I was astounded at the way you climaxed. Rana was the first one I ever saw climaxing from the pain and now you. And I had not even given it to you very hard.”

“I know I can take much more, but this was the first time, apart my self inflicting attempts, and hence I suppose I could not hold back. Yes Shef, I expect much worse from you later.”

“If you climax like this and I climax too, then are we saying we don’t need normal sex anymore? Even with Rana, except for the first night when I did not have an orgasm, that’s the way it turned out.” I finished my food and drained my glass and stood up. I felt my butt stick to the stool and looked down. The stool surface was wet with drippings from my cunt. Swapna stood up and her stool was also wet. Both our inner thighs were also slick. We laughed and cleaned up in the kitchen and went to our respective bathrooms to wash and clean up.

When I entered her room, she had the cane in her hand and was feeling the length and suppleness of it apprehensively. She gave a shiver and looked at me. “Looking forward to it?” I asked. She was still lost in thought. Then coming out of it she said, “do you think I can take it Shef?” “I am sure you can. But do you want me to tie you up?” “I don’t like to be restrained. In that way I can see how much I can take and call it off if it gets too much or if you get too carried away. No, I don’t want to be tied but Shef, you go ahead and give it to me hard – as hard as you can, much harder than what I got up to now.” I marveled at her attitude. Indeed, I was not as harsh with her as I was with Rana. I suppose it is natural to treat women less harshly than men or may be it was because of our existing relationship. Remember that my relationship with Rana started solely for this purpose whereas I had an ongoing “normal” relationship with Swapna. Well, I thought, if she wants it, she will get it. I wondered if she would ask me to stop and at what level. “You better be ready to call it off if it gets too much for you Swapna, because your very attitude is getting me going. Feel,” I said, taking her hand and bringing it to my cunt. She could feel the wetness already and she inserted her middle finger into me and started kissing me deeply, probing with her tongue and moaning. I returned her kiss with equal fervour and felt her cunt. It too was wet and the juices had already started coming out. I felt one of the clamps on her lips. I felt for the other one beside it too and taking hold of the levers, I pushed my mouth hard into her and held her head tight with my left hand, more or less immobilizing her, and released both the clamps. “Aaaaaaaarrrgghhhmmmmmfffff” she tried to break away in pain but I held her tight as her muffled scream went down my throat and a tremor of pain shook her. The clamps had been on for some time and had dug into her tender flesh. The pain caused by the sudden release and the rush of blood really hit her hard. I dropped the clamps and soothed her by slowly rubbing the tender spots with my fingers, feeling her dented flesh lightly and rubbing her own fluids on the spots. As she relaxed and her breathing normalized, I loosened my hold on her head and slowly broke our deep wet kiss. She opened her eyes and looked at me. “That was bad Shef, very very painful, not like my plastic clothes pins,” she said. “Shall I remove the others?” I asked. She stood away from me and spread her legs apart. “Go ahead”. I knelt before her and took hold of both the clamps on the other lip. She was sopping wet. “Brace yourself” I said and released the clamps – “Aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhyyyyyeeeeeeeee” she screamed, her hands held my head tight and she was trembling. I lowered my mouth sucking and licking the sore spots and trying to give whatever relief I could. I could feel her juices flowing into my mouth. The pain turned on the tap of her fluids. She regained some of her stability and released my head. I gave a nice wet lick along the inner and outer edges of her cunt lips, lingering on the spots marked by the clamps. Moving my mouth upward, I reached her navel and licked all round the two clamps and my tongue probed at her navel. As I took hold of the clamps, she braced her legs and clenched her butt in anticipation of the pain. “Aaaaaaaarrrrrgh”. This was not too bad as that area is not very sensitive. I again licked the marks and soothed the spots. I now stood up and took hold of the clamps on her nipples, one in each hand. Looking into her eyes, I started pulling them out towards me. She held my gaze and her position, wincing with the pain of the teeth clamping her flesh and being pulled out. I kept up the outward pressure and her breasts were distended and continuing pulling them out, I released them from her flesh. “Oooooooohhhhhhhyyyyyyyeeeeee” she screamed in pain and holding them gingerly in her palms, she started hopping around. I stopped her and held one of her teats in each hand and soothed her till she eased up and she dropped her head on to my shoulders. I led her to the bed and sat down with her and held her tight. I went into the bathroom to get some tissues and wiped between my legs where it was slick with drippings from my cunt. I also went over to her and spreading her legs apart, I wiped her. It was so wet, the sheet under her showed a wet stain. I wondered if she had climaxed. “Yes I did,” she said, reading my thoughts. “Shef, these clamps really bite into my flesh and when you remove them it feels as though my flesh has been torn out.” “As I release them, your flesh is actually stuck to the teeth and gets pulled out with the teeth.” “ Hhhhhrrrrrmmm”, she gave a shudder. “The pain is excruciating and explosive. But I don’t think I will be able to do it to myself. I may be able to put them on but I don’t think I will be able to remove them. Someone else has to do that.”

I picked up the cane. She looked at it and said “How do you want me for that?” “You want it hard? Very hard?” “Yessss! Very very Hard!!” “Well, in that case it is best you spread yourself out on your tummy with a pillow under your crotch and your legs spread wide apart.” “I always fantasized getting caned, bent over the desk, like in school. Can’t we do it like that?” “We can but I am afraid of badly bruising you if I go too hard.” “Lets give it a go and see. If necessary, we can change later”, and she positioned herself bent over, with her chest flat on the study table and her legs spread wide apart. I could see a slight opening of her cunt lips and a line of her inner pink. I started spanking her all over her butt to warm her up and kept at it till her buttocks were a nice tinge of pink and my palm was smarting from the spanking. I picked up the cane and stood to her left and swished the cane around a bit. I laid the cane at the crease of her butt and thighs across both legs and rubbed the crease in and out with the cane. I pulled back my hand and her cheeks clenched tight, waiting for the strike, while she gripped the other end of the table hard. I held back the stroke till she unclenched and relaxed and Ssswwiissh – I landed a hard one right at the crease. “Ssssssshhhhhhhhhhhh” she gasped in pain. Ssswwiissh Ssswwiissh Ssswwiissh Ssswwiissh Ssswwiissh Ssswwiissh Ssswwiissh Ssswwiissh Ssswwiissh I landed ten strokes in quick succession across both cheeks moving upward from the crease of her thighs towards the center of her butt. “Ssssssssshhhhaaarrrr” “Aaaaarrrrggghghh” “Gggggoooooooossssssssshhhh” “Ooooohhhhhmmmmmaaaa” she heaved loud screams with each strike and on the tenth stroke her legs buckled and she hung on the table. I went over to her and stroked her hair, feeling her flaming butt at the same time. “Had enough?” I asked. She could not speak but shook her head and hung on gasping. A dribble from her cunt had started down her left leg. I had covered half her butt from the bottom. There were nice parallel lines on her butt from the bottom to the center of her butt and I could see and feel welts raising themselves. Slowly she managed to regain strength in her legs and raised herself on to her elbows and turned to look at me. There were tears streaming down her cheeks and she was taking in quick gasping sniffles. “Hey, you ok?” I asked with concern. She still could not trust herself to speak and just nodded. She reached out for me and stood up. She tried to move towards the bed but collapsed against me. I helped her to the bed and she settled down flat on her tummy on the bed. “Come on Shef, get on with it before I lose my high” she said. My! My! This was a real pain slut.

I picked up the cane and went to stand by the side with a good angle for my swinging arm. She was clutching the headboard tight, waiting for the cane to descend. I landed the stroke right at the peak of her hillocks with a lot of force and her head jerked back with a cry of anguish “Aaaaaaaaaarrrrrssssssshhheeee” and another one just above and one more moving to the top of her butt, I gave her another ten hard strokes, covering her butt right to the top. The colouring was now evenly purplish all over. After the third stroke, she seemed to have quietened down though harsh moans and groans escaped from her throat. I think she had gone over the top and did not feel the pain any more but there was liquid seeping out of her cunt and a spreading stain was forming on the bed sheet under her crotch. My cunt was also swollen and oozing with excitement and I could feel myself building up to a climax. “Turn over and pull up your legs and hold them wide apart” I said. Slowly and painfully she did as told. “Pull your knees up against your shoulders and hold them there”. I now had a clear view of her swollen and dripping cunt with the lips parted as well as a clear view of her anus. I switched the cane for the whip and brought the thong down hard on her tender lips. “Aaaaarrrrrrgggggghh” and the next one on her anus “aaaaaaaaayyyyyyaaaaaaa’” and another one right between her dripping lips “aaaaaaarrgggrrgggggghhhh” and other one on her anus and the next one landed on her lips and I swiped the thong down between her lips and brought it down into her anus “AAAAAAaaHHHHHhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaa” she screamed and her legs shot out straight out into the air and she clutched the mattress hard and her cumm started dribbling out of her cunt and from between her butt cheeks down her back. I dropped the cane and straddled her gasping mouth with my cunt and lowered my mouth on to her pulsating cunt. She thrust her tongue at my clitoris and I immediately climaxed with a deep sigh and my tongue and teeth stroked at her swollen clit. She slowly lowered her legs and holding my head tight between her thighs, started bucking her hips as another orgasm hit her. As the excitement subsided, we rolled off each other and I laid my head on the pillow beside hers and holding each other tight, we drifted off into slumber.

I woke up early as usual and looked at myself in the bathroom mirror. I was a mess. I had a shower and cleaned myself. I was sticky all over and the cold shower was refreshing. Naked, I walked to the kitchen and brewed fresh coffee. Sipping coffee, I was gazing out of the window at the lakes that my apartment overlooked. I was feeling lazy and relaxed. Swapna walked in and poured herself a cup and leaned over the counter beside me. She too looked a mess and multi-coloured bruises adorned her the front of her body and her butt. “Swapna, do you think I am a lesbian? Are you one?” I asked her “I know that we do enjoy each other, but I always thought that men were my mainstay”. “Shef, why the worry now? As far as I am concerned, I swing both ways. I enjoy my flings with men and I enjoy my flings with you. Strangely, you are the only woman I have sex with. I have never felt attracted to other women. But now I must visit you more frequently, maybe I should plan for next Friday and stay the weekend – I don’t think I can stay for long without this ‘pain/pleasure’ stuff. Hey why don’t we call Rana and say hello to him? After all it was due to him that I got to enjoy last night.” I gave her a thwack on her bottoms and sent her off to shower while I started breakfast.

I got ready for work and she too had her shower and was ready to leave. We had breakfast and after cleaning up the kitchen, I called Rana. “Hello Shefali, I have been wanting to talk to you. I will be coming on Friday. Can I plan to stay over at your place and leave on Saturday afternoon?” “Sure Rana, but you may have to sleep on the couch as I will be having Swapna also staying with me. Or maybe Swapna can share my bed and you can have the guest room. You remember Swapna?” “The beauty from our class? Sure I remember her. It would be nice to meet her. But then we cannot carry on with our play. Well it would still be nice to meet up. I’ll see you on Friday evening. Bye”. I did not say anything. Swapna and I looked at each other. How would things turn out? Well we would just have to wait and see.