CHAPTER 3
The dress she chose of a soft silky material had not been
very sexy as she had normally worn it with panties, bra and a
full slip but just alone it was very sexy. The material clung to
her fabulous body and it was obvious from the bumps made by her
nipples and the gentle sway of her boobs when she walked that she
was bra-less. I thought I might be jealous when other men looked
at her but it didn't work that way. I was proud of their stares
as she walked down the sidewalk with her boobs and butt cheeks
jiggling slightly at each step on the sidewalk. I also felt a
feeling of power that they all lusted after her but only I could
have her.
When we got to the sex store we went on a shopping rampage.
Anything she showed the least interest in, I bought. I had an
ulterior motive. I was the youngest partner in my law firm thanks
to networking and her father's influence. I did not want to shop
at this place any more often than absolutely necessary. I had
told the truth as far as running into anyone in the place. My big
worry was being seen going in and out.
We bought every book or magazine they had dealing with
spanking, bondage, and S/M. We found padded cuffs for wrists and
ankles, several whips and paddles, nipple clamps, and various
dildos. One dildo was especially interesting as it had short
metal spikes at the base. The clerk showed us that when a button
was pushed the spikes would give off electrical shocks. When I
asked the clerk how painful this was, he told me that it hurt
like hell and you had to be somewhere private as the women always
screamed. He also said not to use it until she was so desperate
to cum she would not care what happened.
As soon as we got home we started looking through the
magazines. I spent more time watching Louise than the magazines
as I made mental notes of the type of bondage or method of
punishment she showed the most interest in.
She pointed out that the advertisements in the magazines had
a lot more choice of items than the store had and were less
expensive. This, I assumed, would solve the problem of being seen
going into the sex-store as she or I could order with the Visa
card. It was even possible to get things over night if we were in
a big hurry for something.
We were like kids at Christmas as we opened all the packages
and laid them out on the floor. She put the padded cuffs for her
wrists and ankles on first and then laid out the instruments for
punishing her. We had quite a collection. There were leather and
rubber paddles, a riding quirt, a bamboo cane, a length of half-
inch rubber hose, a short thin whip, and another leather whip
consisting of a handle with six leather thongs coming out of it.
She studied this array for a little while then said " I know
what's missing!" At that she ran out the back door stark naked.
We were very isolated so there was no problem with this. However,
I decided to order an electric gate for the driveway so no-one
could come in unannounced.
In a few minutes she came back in with a willow switch about
three feet long and another thicker one about five feet long. She
explained, "One of my sorority sisters told me that her boyfriend
had caught her flirting with another man and had switched her.
She wasn't angry with him about it and as I thought about it the
fact he loved her enough to be so jealous kind of excited me."
As she buckled the cuffs onto her wrists and ankles she
asked, " Which one do you want to try?"
" I don't know the choices are a little overwhelming."
" I have an idea. Let's try them all! That way we can decide
which is best for both of us. You could hit me three times with
each one on my butt or the back of my thighs then my stomach or
front of my thighs then on my breasts.
" You realize that amounts to twenty-seven swats. Do you
think you can take that many at once?"
" I won't have any choice." She replied excitedly. " I'll be
tied! You won't hit real hard will you? Just hard enough to make
me really red like I did to myself?"
"I won't hit hard but theses whips will hurt more than the
spanking I gave you."
"I know. It should hurt. I have a lot to make up for the way
I have treated you."
By this time I was much too excited by the project to argue
the point so we went to our rec-room which had open beams which
were ideal to put the rope over to hang her up.
