Part 4 (Humiliation and whipping)
After the rape fantasy we took it easy for a couple weeks. All of these
recent adventures were a new experience for both of us. Everything I wrote
about previously took place in a period of one month. It was a lot to digest in
a relatively short time. A lot of it is stuff I have fantasized about for many
years. I suppose there are others who share my fetish...but the more I care
about a girl, the more of a turn on it is to see her used by other men. Lucky
for me I finally found a real "soul mate" who was as into it as I was. But I
was at a loss about where to go after the last event.
We talked about different possibilities. Bestiality came up, but
neither one of us had any interest. I'd be lying if I said I had never
fantasized about it...but that is one of those areas that I think is best left
to fantasy. At least for me it is. She felt the same. She had fun with the
piss party. Probably more than I did. But that was something we decided to
reserve for our own private sessions from time to time. If it came up in the
course of play with others, she was fine with it. We just weren't going to look
for it. So what to do...
We both agreed that her humiliation was a huge turn on for both of us.
She confessed that one of the biggest thrills for her at the porno shop was
having to parade around with those messages scrawled on her body. She also
enjoyed pain and we really hadn't pushed her limits on that yet. She told me
that other body abuses didn't do much for her, but abuse involving her tits,
pussy and ass made her hot.
In the couple weeks since I last wrote there was a day that I told her
we were going for a "drive". She knew that something was up but wasn't sure
what I had in mind. We drove up and down the Jersey turnpike for hours with her
naked in the passenger seat with the seat fully reclined. I had her masturbate
the entire time, using a dildoe both vaginally and anally to the delight of
dozens of truck drivers that passed us. At one point there was a line of trucks
that would pass us one by one, then slow down and wait for us to pass them, then
start the whole cycle over again. We probably repeated the cycle at least ten
times. I know that they were all talking to each other on CB radios. If I had
thought about it ahead of time I would have made sure we had one too so I could
listen in on their conversations. I'm sure she was being discussed up and down
the east coast that day. She put on quite a show for them. One driver was
particularly persistent and stayed next to us for quite some time. It was
turning me on so I had Laurie point to the shoulder of the road, indicating that
he should pull over. We got behind him and followed him to the next rest stop
where he pulled in and parked. Instead of pulling up next to him, I purposely
pulled up about 20 yards away from the truck and had Laurie walk over to it
naked through the parking lot. She looked so hot walking over. It was late in
the day but it was still broad daylight. I could see the glimmer from the left
over lubricant on her ass cheeks. Her pussy was still completely bald...a
requirement at this point, but one that she willingly complied with. The driver
had the passenger door open before she was half way to him. I saw her disappear
inside and sat back content. I was happy to wait and hear of the details later.
A brief ten minutes later she reappeared and the truck began to roll away as she
was walking away from it. When she got close to the car I could see the cum on
her pretty face. She had a big smile. I hadn't asked her to do that, but she
knows what I like and had done it on her own. I guess the guy hadn't had it in
awhile. He didn't last long with her. She paused before getting back into the
car to stretch and twist. She was starting to enjoy this!
We had a conversation in bed a few days prior where I had "jokingly"
mentioned using a belt on her, to beat her ass with. We had already well
established that she enjoyed spanking and I wanted to see if we could take it
further. I was excited when she looked at me with a grin and said, "That would
hurt!" I said, "Well where's the fun in it if it doesn't?" She made a couple
of references to that conversation after...but nothing negative. I just had to
wait until our next free weekend together. It came last Friday.
After a nice dinner out and a few drinks together at our favorite bar,
we went to my home and I unceremoniously told her to get naked. We walked into
the bedroom and she threw herself onto the bed. I told her to roll over (onto
her stomach). She turned so she was face down. I took my time opening the
cabinet that housed our "toys". She could hear but she wasn't looking. I
methodically handcuffed one wrist to the I-bolt on the left side of the bed and
then moved to the other and repeated the act there. I then used a rope to secure
her ankles, running the rope underneath the bed. I went on to tie her knees in
a similar fashion, insuring that she was unable to close her legs. Finally, I
took all of the pillows and forced them under her stomach to force her ass to
stay up high.
I began massaging her with generous amounts of baby oil. I spent a good
20 minutes rubbing her from her neck down to her feet. At the end I was sitting
on top of her with my hard cock resting in the crevice between her ass cheeks.
As I rubbed her back I could feel her twitch and arch her back in an attempt to
get me inside of her. Typically at this point in our play I would have slipped
inside her and felt her shiver with her orgasm. She had always enjoyed back
rubs but in our new relationship she would absolutely lose herself in pleasure
while tied naked and thickly coated with oil. I moved for a moment to
reposition myself, so she thought. Then without warning...WWWWHHHHAAACCCKKKK!!!
I brought the belt down across the right side of her ass with a crack that
sounded like a gun shot.! The only warning was the split second wwwhhhooossshhh
right before the impact. The smooth leather and her oil coated slippery ass had
formed the perfect combination. The sound of the impact startled me ass much as
it did her. She screamed out in pain. Before she had even finished her scream
I had started massaging her back again. Without a word she let her head settle
back onto the mattress. I whispered to her that she needed to be whipped if she
was going to be a good slut for me and that I had to give her another before we
could continue with her pleasure. I reminded her that for her sex is a
combination of pleasure and pain and that only the right combination of both
would truly satisfy her. As I was talking to her I admired the large red welt
that was rising on the assaulted cheek. I was surprised at how exactly it
resembled the outline of the belt. Almost as if I had traced it with a red
marker then colored it in. The second whack on the other cheek was even harder
than the first. She moaned with the mixture of pleasure and pain. The whole
thing was making me harder than a rock. I really wanted to fuck her ass but I
was determined to make this last and punish her further. After the second shot
I put the belt down and began to tease her by rubbing the dildoe up and down her
slit. Normally I would lubricate it but she was already coated with oil and her
cunt was visibly wet with her own juices. She was trying to push back to accept
the dildoe but the cuffs prevented it. Instead of letting it slide in, I kept
rubbing her with it and put some pressure against her sphincter and pussy, but
just light enough to not let it enter. It was driving her insane. I kept a
running monologue going on as I whispered to her about what a whore she was
becoming. The talk just fueled her fire and turned her on more and more. I
told her that since it was her first time with the belt that she would only get
six lashes, but I would let her cum before she took the next four. After a few
more minutes of talk I slowly slipped the full length of the rubber cock into
her and held it still. I enjoyed her humiliation as I watched her begin rocking
herself back and forth to fuck herself with it. I continued telling her what a
slut she looked like, tied up and chained with welts on her ass and begging for
that dildoe like a dog for a bone. When I felt the first quiver of her orgasm I
started ramming the dildoe into her pussy with force. I shoved a full eight
inches or more at a time, almost punching her pussy each time the full length
went home. She responded with the most powerful orgasm I have ever seen her
have.
After, I sat back and watched her for a moment as she lay panting and
glistening from the oil with the fake cock still fully embedded inside her.
Just flicking the exposed end of the dildoe with my finger would throw her into
an "aftershock" of pleasure. Other than the involuntary flinch from the pain,
she barely moved as I delivered the next four blows of the belt to her. We were
both silent for a few minutes before she began to recover from her pleasure. I
purposely left the dildoe deep in her. I wasn't done with her just yet. I told
her that her ass would be sore for the next few days but every time she felt it
she would remember the sex and would find herself getting turned on at work and
at home. When she isn't tied up, she has a habit of digging her nails into my
ass and arms and occasionally will bite my chest. Even as I am writing this I
can see three separate scars on my arm that will be there for some time to come.
Yet every time I look at them I get aroused thinking about how they got there.
I wanted it to be the same with the welts on her ass.
As she recovered I began to rub her shoulders and back again while
straddling her. My cock was rock hard and sliding up and down through her ass
crack. Soon she began to push back against me. I could feel the exposed end of
the dildoe hitting my balls as I ground against her. It was still buried deep
in her snatch. I finally started to zero in on her ass hole and explore her
tight opening with the head of my cock. I was fascinated with watching it
stretch as I would push the head about halfway in then withdraw. As much as I
was enjoying it, it got to a point where I couldn't take it anymore and I
finally plunged the full length into her with one powerful thrust. I pounded
into her as hard and fast as I could, pushing her head into the wall in front of
her. She groaned in pain as I would pull all the way out, then mercilessly
shove it in to the balls again. Several times I would withdraw and smack her
hard on her ass with my hand. I could see my hand prints overlapping the welt
that had been left by the belt. As I felt my climax approaching I reached
around and gripped her nipples forcefully. In all of our play up until now I
had never been this rough with her tits. I gripped them with tight fists and
yanked downward and outward as hard as I could. When I felt and heard her
starting to cum again I exploded inside her. I used her nipples to pull her
back into me as I tried to shove my cock further up her ass. It was incredible.
When we were done, I slowly released her from her restraints. Her
wrists and ankles were red from straining against the cuffs and ropes. Her ass
was a bright red mixture of my hand prints and the unmistakable thick welts from
the belt. Her nipples showed no visible signs of the recent abuse, but she said
that they ached. We laid there for about an hour talking. I told her that she
was enjoying all of this entirely too much and that it was time for me to think
of something new to test her limits. I wanted to do something to her that would
not be pleasant at the time. We had crossed a line into real pain and both had
enjoyed it. I wanted to explore that further.
At the end of the conversation she giggled slightly as she rubbed my
back with the arm she had around me... "I'm sure you won't have any trouble
thinking of something." She said. She was right!
More to come...
