White Victim 6
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He took me up on my offer to let him spank me with a vengence. He was always
looking for some excuse to spank me but when he ran out of excuses I finally
told him that he did not need an excuse and that I loved him and if it excited
him to spank me he could do it anytime he wanted.
He still didn't get it though. He never ventured past over the knee spanking and
I became bored with it. I found myself daydreaming over being hung up and
whipped by Georgia and Bess. Somehow I forgot the pain and only remembered the
thrill and just thinking about it always got me wet.
His hand or belt was not enough so I went to a sex store and bought a tawse. At
least that was too long to use otk so he had me lean over the footboard of the
bed and went along when I suggested he tie me so I wouldn't try to get away. The
tawse hurt a lot more but he still would not use it in any position except over
the bed. He did begin to understand I could take a lot of pain since I never
cried. He did notice I did not become as excited as our first spankings.
He finally said,"Spankings don't excite you as much as they did. Am I doing
something wrong?"
I told him that maybe we should move on to something else and that I would think
about it.
The next day I went to the hardware store and bought some hooks to put in the
ceiling and some rope. Then I went to the sex store and bought some padded ankle
and wrist cuffs. They had a whip with six thongs that reminded me of Bess. It
made me wet to hold it so I bought it too. At the last minute I also bought a
leg spreader. The clerk was really grinning thinking of me in those things.
I hurried home and screwed the hooks into the ceiling boards and ran the rope
over the hooks and stood on a small stool to see where my wrists matched the
cuffs then tied the other end of the rope to a bannister. I looked at the cuffs
hanging ominously until it was nearly time for him to be home.
I looped the whip around my neck pushing it into my cleavage then I buckled my
ankles to the leg spreader and stood on the stool on one leg while I buckled my
wrists. I took a deep breath and kicked the stool away.I misjudged the amount of
stretch my body and rope had so I ended up flat footed on the floor rather than
hanging as I intended. That turned out to be good since he was a little late
getting home and I would have been real sore hanging that long. At least I was
stretched enough to flatten my tummy and raise my breasts.I looked really good
in the mirror on the wall.
Finally he came home and yelled,,"I'm home. Where are you?"
I said, "I am in the rec room. Come in I have a surprise for you."
He walked in then just froze staring at me for a moment then let out his breath
and said, "Jesus. That is the sexiest thing I have ever seen. This is a surprise
beyond my wildest dreams."
Then he came over and lifted the whip.He said in wonder, "Do you really want me
to spank you with this?"
"No silly. It is a whip and it is real soft. You can hit me all over."
He felt the oiled thongs which were deceptively soft.I knew it would sting and
wrap around me to carry the sting the whole length of it. The oil actually made
it heavier.
He slid the whip from my neck and stood there fondling it as my excitement
increased Then he said, "All over, huh.Then I can hit you here?"
At that he slid his hand from my shoulders down my back. Having my back whipped
does not particularly excite me. I guess it is too far from an erogenous zone so
I said without enthusiasm, "If you want to."
He slid his hand down to fondle my buttcheeks saying "Of course, here."
I sighed, "Yes."
"And here?" as he slid his hands over the back of my thighs.
"Oh yes."
"And in here?" As he fondled my inner thighs letting his thumb rub on my pussy."
I shivered remembering how the stings were greater on that sensitive place and I
moaned, "Yes. Oh yes!"
Then he slid his hand up and down my tummy saying,"Here too."
My tummy tightened in anticipation as I sighed,"Yes."
Then he began fondling my breasts and pinched and pulled on the nipples as he
said, "Even here?"
By then my excitement had increased to the point my whole body was trembling as
I moaned, "Oh yes. Make them jump. Lets get on with it!"
"Wait. How about here?"
He began fondling my pussy and my excitement leaped. Before I could answer he
said,"God. This is really exciting you. Your juices are leaking."
I remembered that I really had to be excited to let me enjoy that and said with
a trembling voice, "Yes. You should save that for last."
He said doubtfully, "That is a lot of area. How many lashes should I use to
cover it all?"
I didn't want a specific amount. I could think of nothing worse than running out
of lashes leaving me at that terrible point just short of orgasm.So I said, "No
limit. Whatever it takes to make a good picture."
After using the tawse he had started taking pictures of my red butt saying that
he loved to look at them at work to remind him of how much the process had
excited both of us. He even admitted at times he had taped them to the door of
the toilet cubicle to masturbate.
"Oh yes! I want a recording of this."
He ran to the bedroom to carry back our camcorder on a tripod and moved it
around deciding it would be best to have it pointed at my back first then moving
it in front of me.
I felt really frustrated. I thought it was stupid for him to watch a movie when
he could have the real thing and my excitement was ebbing I moaned, "Oh God.
Hurry!"
He remembered that after our last spanking that had brought me to orgasm I had
knelt in front of him and said, "You are my Master and I am your love slave."
before I gave him the best blow job he had ever had thanks to the training I had
received from Georgia and her customers.
He said,"I will let you know when I am ready, I am the Master. Remember?"
"Oh yes Master."
He took off his shirt just leaving him in black pants. That increased my
excitement as I remembered pictures I had seen of the inquisitors in the Spanish
inquizition.
Finally he was ready and I was more than ready since being bound this way
reminded me so much of the sessions I had had at Georgia's apartment.
He stood by my side and I began to feel the stings as he brought it across my
back just below my shoulders to sting the whole width of my back. He then
started down little by little. My excitement increased as it came closer to
erogenous zones.
He stopped to say, "You are right. This whip is soft. You aren't getting nearly
as red as you did from the tawse."
"Yes. Hit harder!"
The next across the top of my buttcheeks was enough to make me gasp and jerk
forward. He stopped again saying with concern, "Too hard?"
"No. It just surprised me."
I didn't want any more stoppages so I braced myself to make as little reaction
as possible and managed to limit myself to just gasps as the stings covered my
buttcheeks and brought heat as the pain seemed to go deep into my body..
He paused just for a second to say,"That is better."
I just moaned in response and in spite of myself flinched at the next one coming
across the junction of my round cheeks to my thighs.
He went down my thighs about halfway to my knees then said,"These will hurt
more."
He brought the whip between my legs to my inner thigh and he was right. It hurt
a lot more. Almost too much and I wished I had told him to do them after my
tummy and breasts so my excitement would make me want the extra pain. In spite
of that the fifth and sixth grazing my pussy lips brought me to a new high in
excitement.
He stopped to move the camera as I hung there panting and pulsating. As usual
the pain,excitement and my struggles had covered my body with sweat.
He looked at me in wonder and said, "God the sheen of your perspiration is going
to make a great picture."
I was reminded of the scene in the "Story of O" movie where O was standing
holding on to ropes sweating with lines on her stomach. That increased my
excitement knowing I would soon have many lines on my tummy.
I tightened my stomach muscles in anticipation and he started just below my
breasts and worked down to my pubic bone. Now I was nearing orgasm and my body
was in constant motion.
He stopped to say,"Are you sure about the breasts?
I was too excited to speak and just nodded my head.
He really enjoyed watching my breasts jump and hit them up down and sideways
until I saw in the mirror that there was not a white place left while the pain
seemed to travel down my body to my clit. When he stopped I could feel tightness
and realized my breasts had swollen.
He said, "Ready?"
I knew he meant was I ready for my pussy and again moaned and nodded.
I was so excited the first one swung up from the floor brought me into orgasm
but I wanted more and pushed out my pussy for the next. I don't know how many
times he hit me. I only know my hips would jerk back at imapact and then forward
again to beg for another until I was nearly delerious.
It was too much for him. He just dropped his pants and drove his dick into my
pussy to continue my orgasms until we both slumped. His was so powerful he
dropped to his knees. He recoved and then said, "God! I love you so much!"
He grabbed my thighs and pulled my pussy to his mouth kissing and licking but by
then I was so exhausted I could only appreciate how good that felt.
He realized I was beyond any more orgasms so he stopped to release me then
picked me up to carry me to the dining room table and began caressing a cool
lotion on my throbbing body. I love massages anyway but this was really special.
It felt so good I went to sleep.
I don't know how long I slept. I know when I awoke the stinging was gone leaving
just a gentle throbbing in my breasts and pussy.
I heard the familiar "Crack" of the whip and realized he was watching the tape
he had made.
He saw me moving and came over to say."How are you."
He was still naked and I saw by his erection the movie had excited him again..
"Fine. Just very tired."
"Too tired to thank your Master for all your orgasms?"
"Too tired to fuck. Would you like a blow job?"
"Yes but I have an idea for something special. Are your nipples real sensitive
after the whipping?"
I felt them and winced as they hardened saying, Yes.Very sensitive. Why?"
"I want you to go to the other end of the room and crawl to me dragging your
nipples on the carpet."
"OO. that sounds wild. Okay."
I went to the other end of the room and began crawling. The nap of the carpet
felt like needles on my sensitive nipples and I began a rocking crawl to rub my
nipples and then my pussy on the nap. By the time I got to him I was really
excited and grabbed his buttcheeks to drive his dick down my throat until my
nose was buried in his pubic hair.I slid it in and out of my throat catching
breaths on the outstroke and remembering the trick Georgia had taught me about
swallowing when the dick was in my throat to make the throat muscles contract on
it. In moments he was grunting and I felt his dick jumping as he came.I pulled
back till just his head was in my mouth to savor the taste of his cum.
That was enough for both of us and although it was only about nine oclock we
went to bed. He hugged and cuddled me telling me again that he loved me and
saying, "God.I had no idea a girl could get so excited by being whipped. You
were so wet the whip caused juice to spatter and you soaked the whip. Wait till
you see the tape."
I had no doubt I would watch the tape and masturbate to it.
He said, "You are so wonderful. I wish my friends could see how lucky I am."
My excitement leaped at the thought of an audience and I said, "I guess it would
be okay if you want a special friend to see what I will do for someone I love so
much."
"I will have to think about it. I hate the idea of sharing you but at the same
time I would be proud to show you off."
I didn't want to press him to do it since I already felt like the slut of all
time so we went to sleep with the thought open.
