Chapter 3

It was nearly noon on Saturday. We were having a relaxed brunch at a nearby restaurant. Both had woken more or less at the same time, famished. We quickly had a shower and went looking for some food. Now our appetites satiated, we sat back sipping coffee. “So Rana – What’s the plan for the rest of the day. Incidentally, what are the items you brought which you said to leave for later?” “Oh yes, lets get back and start with them. I just can’t wait!” So we headed back.

I picked up the whip, cane and strap from the side table and put them in the wardrobe. Rana brought out a large briefcase. He opened it and I gasped in amazement. There were all sorts of medical and surgical gadgets in it. He started laying them out on the side table. There were various types of clamps, forceps, syringes of varied sizes, hypodermic needles of different thickness and lengths, cords and pressure pads, probes, enema equipment, cotton swabs, distilled water bottles, medicinal spirit and various other items. His eyes kept lighting up as he handled these items and placed them out. “Shefali you were able to act out your fantasies. You wanted to cane me and you had your chance. The caning was not a fantasy for me. I had already experienced it. My fantasy is to be poked and probed as a patient being treated by a doctor. In the process, I dream of exquisite pain emanating from all parts of my body. Do you think you can do it? You are free to do whatever you wish to my body and use any of the items available here. In the process, I yearn to feel very severe pain. What do you say doctor?” I had never even thought on these lines but the way he spoke and watching him lay things out had got me going between my legs. I nodded, “please undress and lie on the table”. He literally jumped with joy. I could see that he already had a bulge in his trousers. He started stripping and I went a got a clean sheet to put on my dining table.

As he climbed on to the table and lay on his back, I noticed that he had shaved his pubic area clean. It certainly looked more delectable and his cock and balls looked much fuller and bigger. His cock had already started expanding as he thought of what was to come.  I felt his nipples and started manipulating them. I squeezed them and pinched them hard. They were hard and pointing out. “You are aware that your treatment is going to be a long and painful session? We will take a break from time to time”. “Ok doc, I am at your disposal!” I had quite a bit of paramedic experience and could handle clamps and syringes quite competently. I massaged his cock till it was erect and throbbing. “Lets get your BP,” I said, wrapping the BP sleeve round his cock and securing it. I then started pumping the sleeve and it tightened on his cock. I kept increasing the pressure by continued pumping till his head turned purple and looked as though it would explode. “My! My! The pressure is extremely high. We will have to relieve it by expanding the base”. His cock jumped around as I said this. I took a few cords. First I tied off the base of his cock and balls tightly. His proud erection stood out even more. Next, I tied off each testicle separately so that they were pushing hard against their skin. I picked up a 30cc syringe and fitted a No. 3 needle. I pulled in some medicinal spirit and thoroughly washed out the syringe. I then filled it with distilled water. I soaked some cotton swabs in the spirit and thoroughly wiped each testicle and then his cock at the base. I held one testicle tightly between the first two fingers and the thumb of my left hand and looked at Rana for the go ahead. He nodded nervously and I brought the needle tip to the center of the tightly bound nut. With a quick jab I pushed the needle halfway into the nut. There was a sharp squeak from him as I penetrated. I slowly injected half the syringe’s contents into his testicle. 15cc is not too much so the expansion was just slight. I did not want too much expansion as that would restrict my activity in that region. I pulled out the needle slowly and he let out a hiss. I now held the other testicle and this time I penetrated the nut slowly instead of a quick jab. This time he gave a long low moan. Again when the needle was half in, I injected the balance of the contents into the testicle. As I withdrew the needle, I again jabbed it in making him gasp and buck and quickly pulled it out.

I now attached a longer and thicker needle and filled the hypo again. I carefully wiped the needle with spirit and pushed out some dw to make sure there was no air. I asked Rana to hold his cock up and pull it towards his abdomen. I swabbed the area between his cock and his balls. I pushed in the needle at the base of the cock where it joined the balls. I pushed in the needle about ¾ its length and slowly injected another 15cc of dw. This time he moaned from the time I started pushing in the needle till I withdrew it. But his cock remained hard. “That was a cakewalk wasn’t it Rana? Now come the painful ones”. I put down the half filled syringe and picked up the same type of needle. Soaking a piece of cotton in spirit, I carefully swabbed the needle’s length. I put down the needle beside the syringe and soaking a fresh swab, I wiped the whole length of his hard cock with it. Pulling down his foreskin, I carefully wiped his inner exposed skin. His cock still remained hard and erect. Holding his cock in my left hand with the foreskin pulled down tight and his cockhead bulging, “Hold on!” I said and started pushing the needle along the side of the cock under the skin but without piercing the hard muscle of the shaft. As the needle entered under the skin, it was also scrapping along the hard muscle. He let out a low moan and an occasional “Ahh” “Ahh” whenever the tip of the needle touched the muscle. I tried my best not to touch the muscle but it still did. Slowly I inserted the needle till it was lodged in fully. Amazingly, his cock remained full and hard. I could see the length of the needle along the side of his cock, bulging against the skin like one of the veins. I sterilized another needle and swabbed the other side of his cock and holding it tight, started inserting the needle under the tight skin along the side of his cock. “Aaaaaah”. The heads of two needles now stood out on either side of his cockhead. I picked up the half full syringe and swabbed the length of his hard cock on the upper side. Holding his cock tight along the sides, I brought the tip of the needle to rest on the middle of the surface of his cock. “Here comes the big one”, I said and started forcing the needle into the hard muscle. “Aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh” as the needle slowly pierced the tough shaft. Relentlessly I kept pushing the needle in and he kept up the loud moan of pain - “Aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh”. When the needle had slowly entered half way, I pulled back on the plunger a little and blood gushed into the syringe from his engorged muscle. Slowly I started pushing in the plunger and the contents of the syringe. He started feeling a burning ache and a low “Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh” escaped from his mouth. When I had fully injected the contents of the syringe into his cock, I reached for a swab and slowly pulling out the needle, I quickly held the swab tight against the entry point to staunch the blood gushing out. I held it tight for some time and the asked him to hold the swab. He released his tight hold on the side of the table and took hold of his bulging cock and I untied the cords at the base of his cock and testicles. The swelling slowly spread out a bit. His cock had lost its hardness a bit and was swollen with the dw injected into it. I slowly pulled out the two needles from the sides of his cock. “ How does it look and feel?” I asked. He sat up and looked down at his crotch. “It looks pretty swollen Shefali and has a burning feeling all over”. “Yeah. Get off the table and walk around a bit. The swelling will go away in a few minutes as the tissue absorbs the dw. So also will the burning.” Getting off the table, he stood, squeezing his balls gently with his left hand and stroking his cock with his right. He felt the area around the spot where the needle had penetrated the shaft and winced. “When the needle went into my cock I thought I would faint. Ooooooh, it hurt so much.” ‘But your cock remained hard”, I said. Stroking his cock, he could feel the flabbiness receding slowly. “It may have, but I could not feel it at all. It was like the end of the world.” His hardness was coming back and the testicles were more or less normal now. “So you would not like to repeat it again?” I asked. “Are you kidding? When you injected the dw into my testicles, it felt so exquisite. The pain of the needle penetrating was also good but the feel of the jet inside was most excruciating. I am sure we can inject more than half a syringe into the testicles. But the pain of the needle going into my cock was too much. After that I did not feel the dw being pumped in. I like the pain from the needle and I do hope you will give me more of it”.

As we were talking and he was recalling, his cock had achieved its normal full erection. He continued stroking it absentmindedly. I picked up four clamps and knelt before him. I started kneading his balls and he spread his legs apart for my convenience. His sac had become tight again. I pinched the edge of his sac on the side and pressing open one of the clamps, I pushed his pinched flesh through the opening and released the clamp shut on the flesh. “Ooooowwww”, he moaned. Slowly the sharp pain abated into a dull ache. I attached another clamp just below the first one. Again he yelped with pain. I fixed two more clamps on the other side and again he yelped each time. The pain receded and was replaced with a dull ache covering his balls. I held his testicles in my hands and kept massaging them. His cock was now at full hardness and bobbed around. A drop was forming at its eye. I squeezed his nuts and pushed them sideways into the clamps. “Aaaaaaah”. I let go his testicles and flicked the clamps. He jerked with each flick with an “aaaahh”.  I took hold of his cock and examined it. It had become hard and engorged as before. I pressed at the site where the needle had penetrated. There was a tiny lump. I kept manipulating the shaft up and down and a low moan of pleasure escaped his lips. I took two more clamps and he looked at me apprehensively. Around the middle of his shaft, I pressed down along the sides forcing his skin down and pushing the loose skin under his shaft into the opening of a clamp, I released it shut. “Ooooowwwwwwhhhhaaa” he gave a long yelp of pain. His skin was tightly drawn around his shaft in the middle and held tight by the clamp. I fingered the back of his cockhead where the foreskin joined and pinched the skin out and attached another clamp to it. “Ooooooooowwwwoooaaahhhh” he screamed. His head bulged out under the pressure, a dark purple in shade and bobbed around dripping pre-cum all over. I flicked the clamps on his cock and balls and he jerked around in pain – but oh my! Was he enjoying it.

I went over to the cupboard and took out the cane. I looked at him as I swished it around. Immediately, his cock surged out and he had to stifle a cry of pain as the clamps bit in deeper. “Prepare yourself like last time”, I said and leaving the cane on the bed, I went out to my room. Closing the door, I lifted my skirt to view myself in the mirror. My light blue panties had turned to a dark shade at the crotch and were sticking to my cunt. I could clearly see my swollen lips pushing hard at the wet cloth. I was tempted to use my vibrator and relieve myself. However, I gave up the idea hoping to get a whopping orgasm like the last one from my activities. I wiped the moisture from my cunt, changed my panties and went back. Rana was lying in the center of the bed on his stomach with his hips raised on the pillow, which was covered by a towel. I could see that he had pushed his cock and balls put between his spread legs and the cockhead with its clamp was peeping out behind the balls with its clamps on the sides. The cock had lost some of its bulge. The other clamp in the middle of the cock was probably digging into his balls.

I picked up the cane and kept playing with the clamps with the tip of the cane. With each painful touch to a clamp, he jerked and his cock seemed to grow a bit. I kept this up for some time. His butt was still quite bruised from last night’s treatment. I even wondered how he was able to even sit. I also did not want to cause any damage to tissue and muscle, though he seemed to be eagerly waiting for more. I sat beside him and pushing my left hand under him, I started feeling and kneading his cock and balls. He raised his hips up to allow me easy access. Whenever I touched one of the clamps, he let out a yelp “aaah”. I stroked his cock and my up and down movement put pressure on the clamps causing him considerable distress. His distress however, resulted in considerable enhancement of his cock. As I stroked it, I started giving sharp slaps to the backs of his thighs, starting from the crease of his buttocks/thighs joint down to the back of his knees. I wend down and up one thigh and then down and up the other, all the while stroking his growing cock. I increased the force of the slaps and continued this for some time till I could feel the warmth of his thighs. They had also taken on a nice hue. I felt them along their length and was satisfied with their warmth. I withdrew my hand from under him, stood up and taking the cane, I started lightly tapping along the backs of his thighs. “Spread your legs wider,” I said and he adjusted them further apart and with his hand pushed his cock and balls out between them. I could now see that his cock had grown considerably and both the clamps were now visible under the ‘V’ of his legs.

I stepped away a bit and faced him. He dragged a pillow and buried his face into it in anticipation of the pain and adjusted his hips to a more comfortable position. Slash – Slash – Slash – Slash. I brought the cane down smartly across the backs of both thighs, starting at the crease and moving down in close parallel strokes. “Aaaaaggghhhmmmmfffff” “Aaaaaggghhhmmmmfffff” “Aaaaaggghhhmmmmfffff” “Aaaaaggghhhmmmmfffff” he gave vent to deep muffled cries of pain. Slash – Slash – Slash – Slash I hit him hard “Aaaaaggghhhmmmmfffff” “Aaaaaggghhhmmmmfffff” “Aaaaaggghhhmmmmfffff” “Aaaaaggghhhmmmmfffff”. I kept the strokes hard and close to each other. “Aaaaaggghhhmmmmfffff” “Aaaaaggghhhmmmmfffff” “Aaaaaggghhhmmmmfffff” “Aaaaaggghhhmmmmfffff” “Aaaaaggghhhmmmmfffff” “Aaaaaggghhhmmmmfffff” “Aaaaaggghhhmmmmfffff” “Aaaaaggghhhmmmmfffff”. I moved down methodically and by the time I reached just above the back of his knees, he had taken about twenty strokes. I paused and felt the area. His thighs were hot to my touch. I reached between his legs and removed one clamp from his balls. “Aaaaaaaayyyyeeeooow” he screamed in pain as the blood rushed into the clamped area. I removed the next one and  “Aaaaaaaayyyyeeeooow” he went and again “Aaaaaaaayyyyeeeooow” and again “Aaaaaaaayyyyeeeooow”. I slowly massaged his tender balls, feeling the spots where the clamps had been and trying to soothe them with my fingers. I could feel my climax building and though his cock seemed about to explode, I was sure he could hold on a bit. I went to the cupboard and took out the dog whip. “Pull your cheeks apart” I told him. He reached behind himself with both hand and pulled his buttocks apart. His sphincter was clenching and unclenching, opening and closing. Earlier I had noticed that he got very excited when I put the tip of the cane against it. I flicked at it lightly with the whip and he jerked and raised his but for more, Again a flick, the tip catching him right on the opening. “Ooowww” and now I started hitting the hole more accurately and harder and harder “aaaaaahhhhhhhh” “aaaaahhhhhhhhh” “aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhssssshhii” “aaaaagaghhhhhhooooossshhs” “aaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhyyyyyeee”  I gave him about 10 strokes right on the dot and his hole looked puffed but he kept clenching his hole trying to keep it open more than closed. His fingers were dug tight into his cheeks as he struggled to keep them apart. I gave a hard flick with the whip at his balls “aaaaarrrggghhh” and another and another and another “aaaaaarrrrrggggghhhh” ‘aaaaaaarrrrrrggggggggg” “aaaaaaaaaaggggggggsssshhhhh”. I was close to climaxing and seemed to be able to on and on. I reached under him and pulled at the clamp in the middle of his cocks under side. “Oooowwwwwww” he yelped. “Stand up” I ordered.

He stood up slowly, feeling his balls and massaging his anus with the sides of his palm. His cock stood out proudly, oozing a continuous stream of pre-cum. I stood close to him and massaged his cock and kept looking directly into him. I was close, and I hoped he too was to cumming. As I held his gaze, my hand went to the clamp on the underside of his cock and quickly released it without any warning. His cock jumped in my hand and he let out a loud moan of pain. I was now about to climax and he said “Shefali, I got to cum”. I took hold of the clamp at the back of his cockhead and pulled it down and as he started screaming. I opened it. He screamed even louder and his cum started spurting all over my skirt in thick, strong jets as I continued to stroke him. A loud throaty moan of pleasure escaped from my lips as I too climaxed. I held tight to his cock to retain my balance, all the time stroking it up and down. The jets had become a dribble. My orgasm continued even after that as I held on to his cock with my eyes closed. It was really incredible. Slowly we both collapsed on to the floor and lay there exhausted.

As we regained our strength, he looked at me and said “Hey Shefali – I spoilt your lovely skirt. I’m truly sorry.” “Don’t worry about it Rana.” “Are you going to punish me?” he asked mischievously. “Rana – you can probably take it and more – but I am too tired to give it. Let us make ourselves decent and go to a pub and have a drink and some dinner – my treat”. “Shefali – you’ve already given me your treat – this one is mine.”

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.

Chapter 5

TGIF finally. I was in turmoil the whole day.  I could not concentrate on my work. This is not on I thought to myself. Surely I cannot allow my pastimes and play to interfere with my career. With considerable will power, I put all thoughts of the evening out of my mind and concentrated on my work. I did not break for lunch so that my departure should not be delayed and immediately after work I drove straight home. As I let myself in I heard chatter from the lounge and found both Swapna and Rana catching up with each other excitedly. As I entered both looked up and greeted me effusively. I saw that they had already poured themselves their drinks and Swapna poured my Scotch for me. We sat, recounting all the good old times we had and bringing each other abreast about others in our class that we were in touch with. Slowly the excitement gave way to an awkward silence. All of us were probably wondering how to go about our play, except for Rana who was unaware that Swapna knew about his inclinations. I decided to take charge. “Rana, Swapna knows about our activities and she is equally bent towards the same.” Rana blushed and looked at Swapna, who was also blushing. “Both of you enjoy being at the receiving end while I am the only one who likes to dish it out. What we have to decide is whether each of you wishes to play in private with me alone or is it ok with you if I handle both of you together. ‘Together’ means taking turns with each of you while the other is present. Let me make it clear – your individual wishes will be respected as I have no intention of losing out on the good thing we have going.” Rana responded immediately “I have no problem with us being together.” Swapna also said “I too have no problem. In fact I am keen to see the needles and other stuff being used on Rana as it is very scary.” “Well that settles it. Both of you go into Rana’s room and strip. No fooling around please. Lets keep this serious. Any playing around will be allowed only on request and with my permission. Is that understood?” “Yes ma’am!” both responded. They went off to Rana’s room.

I changed into a comfortable white cotton smock. I had no intention of being naked in Rana’s presence. When I walked into the guest room, both were naked and looking each other over. Rana already had a gigantic erection. Whether it was in anticipation of his treatment or the sight of the voluptuous Swapna in all her naked glory, I do not know. This time he had shaved himself clean. Swapna herself was breathing hard and her vagina was all puffed up. However, there was no trace of any moisture between her cunt lips, which had parted slightly due to the swelling. A nice line of the inside pink was clearly visible. Looking at them, I was certain that they would opt for sexual relief. I would do my best to give them the same relief without sex. Well, we would just have to wait and see. I went to the cupboard and took out the briefcase containing the medical stuff that Rana had brought. He seemed quite happy to go first. I handed it to him and asked them to follow me to the dining room. I had spread a clean sheet on the table and Rana climbed on to it and lay flat on his back. His erect cock was angled back at an angle to his abdomen. I soaked a few swabs in spirit and motioned for Swapna to come over. “Swab his balls and cock all over. Swab them well as we do not want him to get any infection.” She hesitatingly took a swab and gingerly started wiping his cock along the surface. In the meanwhile I put on a pair of surgical gloves and took out the syringe and attached a needle to it and drew some of the medicinal spirit into the syringe filling it. Slowly I ejected the spirit back out after shaking the syringe well so that the needle and syringe had been properly disinfected. I then drew in 30ml of distilled water and put the syringe down on the table with the needle clear of any contact.  I took out some thin cords and tightly tied each testicle at the base so that they were straining against the skin. His cock was bobbing around, waving in every direction.

I picked up the syringe and took hold of his left testicle and made sure it had been properly swabbed. I pressed it slightly and started pushing the needle in at the base. He just gave a slight jerk as the needle entered. I slowly pushed in the needle till it was half in and started depressing the plunger with my thumb. As I slowly injected the dw he let out a low moan. When 15ml had been injected, I slowly drew out the needle and placed a swab at the entry point. The testicle had swollen nicely with the water and I pressed lightly and released. I then held the other testicle. I pressed it in the center, and kept on pressing. “Aaaaah” he moaned. Releasing the pressure, I started pushing in the needle. Again just a jerk as the needle entered. But he held tight to the sides of the table. Again with the needle half in, I started injecting the dw and he let out a light ‘sssssshhhhhhhh” as I forced in the liquid. I pulled out the needle and again held a swab in place for a few seconds. I put aside the needle and looked at Swapna. She was watching everything intently and her hand was at her crotch. I slapped it away and I could see she was wet. I could also feel my wetness and there was a dribble from Rana’s one-eyed jack as he bobbed around in erect majesty. His confined nuts strained at their restraints. They were a bit spongy to the touch as I squeezed them lightly. I removed the gloves and picked up a sterile stainless rod, about 2mm in diameter and about 10” in length. I applied KY gel along its length and all around it for lubrication. I wiped the opening on his penis with some cotton and applied some gel on it also. Holding his cock up, I started inserting the rod slowly into his penis. It went in easily for the first ½ cm and then I had to slowly coax it in, little by little, pressing the eye open with my thumb and forefinger and slowly easing it in. It was about half way in. I estimated his cock to be about 9.5” erect in all its glory. So if I managed to get it in to the base, there should be about ½” sticking out. I must be careful not to force it in, as it was not the flexible poly tube but a rigid ss rod. He was silent throughout the procedure, just an occasional “aah”. Swapna’s hand was again at her crotch, but I had both my hands occupied and could do nothing about it. Painstakingly I eased the rod little by little into his cock, which seemed to puff up a bit and the head grew even more bloated and purple, as though in rage. I marveled at Rana’s fortitude, as he gripped the sides of the table tightly and kept totally still, his eyes focused somewhere on the ceiling. Finally I felt the rod stop moving. I pulled it out slightly. There was just about ½” sticking out. My estimate of Rana’s length in full erection was spot on. I picked up a cord and tied it tight at the base of his cock. The cock bulged out from the constriction. I took another cord and tied off the cockhead at the base of the bulge. As I let it go from my hand, the cock started jerking around and moving haphazardly. The sight was truly amazing.

I put on the gloves and attached a fresh needle to the syringe and sterilized them thoroughly with spirit. I drew in another 15ml of dw and swabbed Rana’s tightly bound cock thoroughly on the surface between the two cords. I looked at Swapna – her eyes were riveted on the syringe. “Ready Rana?” he gave a nod and took a grip on the sides of the table. I brought the needle in a slant just below the bulbous head of his cock, where his foreskin had been drawn down due to his erection. Slowly I started inserting the needle, forcing it into the hard muscle. “Aaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrggggggggghhhhhhh” he screamed in pain but made no attempt to stop me. I felt the head of the needle hit the ss rod and I pulled back slightly. The needle was slanted in nearly ¾ of its length. Slowly I injected in 5ml of dw. I took a swab and slowly started pulling out the needle, with the swab held in place against the needle. “Uuuuuunnnnnnnnhhhhh” he moaned softly as the needle retreated out. I quickly held the swab tight at the point of exit of the needle, before any blood could gush out. I cleaned the needle with another soaked swab and going closer to the base of his cock, just about an inch away from the base, I forced the needle in quickly. “Aaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrgghgghhgh” he screamed again. When he had relaxed a bit I pumped in the remaining dw in a hard jet and he moaned in pain. Holding a swab against the needle, I pulled it out quickly and held the swab tight at the spot for a while. Slowly I could see the dw spreading into his muscle from the spot where it had been injected. By now his testes enlargement had considerably reduced. I removed the cord from the base of his cock and he heaved a sigh of relief. The swelling along his cock receded quite a bit as the liquid spread out into him. I kept the cord at the base of his cockhead bulb, which was strangling and turned a deep purple. I released the cords tying his testicles and they slowly slipped back into the comfort of the sac. I told him to get off the table and went to refresh our drinks. When I came back with the tray, Swapna was kneeling before him, fingering the rod sticking out of his cock. I set down the tray and went over to them and told Swapna to untie the cord at his cockhead. Gingerly she undid the knot and as soon as the cord loosened, his head got a rush of fresh blood and the colour changed to a healthy pink. There was quite a bit of drip coming out of the hole, in spite of the rod inserted into it. His cock was harder than ever. “How close are you Rana?” “Not far Shefali – not far at all”. “Well let’s finish it then. Rana, pull out the rod gently from your cock. Take it easy. Slow and gentle.” Slowly he eased the rod out. As there was considerable lubrication and the ejection was in the normal direction, he did not have much of a problem. The rod came out and his juices that had been dammed by the rod spewed out in a dribble.

“Shefali, I need to come, I am not far – please use the cane on my cock. I need the impact.”  My breath rushed out with a gasp. “Rana! That was just what I had in mind – As I said before – we were meant to play with each other. Come now – move that chair away from the head of the table. Stand against the side of the table and rest your erection on the table.” I went to his room and got the cane. Rana had positioned himself, his hard erection resting on the table and he was leaning back with his hands clasped tight behind his back. Swapna was stroking his cock lightly with her palm and there was a trickle making its way down her left leg. She moved away and I positioned myself. I tapped his cock with the cane lightly a few times and SWAT brought it down hard near his base. He gasped but held his position. SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT I gave out hard strokes one beside the other till the head “Aaaaaaahhhh” “Aaaaaaahhhhhhhh” “Aaaaaaaaaahhhhh” he went and I repeated one SWAT at the same spot just below the cockhead.  “AAAAaaaaaaaggghhh” he cried out and he spurted out jetting over the tables width and landing on the floor and continued spewing out in reducing jets till a line of his cumm formed from the opposite edge to his cock. I reversed the cane and kept tapping hard on his cockhead and he leant against the table on his hands gasping in pleasure and relief. I looked at Swapna and asked her to fetch a towel, which she brought and slowly wiped his cock, massaging it gently till it started to subside. We picked up our drinks and went into the lounge and collapsed exhausted on to comfortable sofas.

Swapna was wiping her thigh and her cunt with the towel. She was flushed with excitement from what she had just witnessed. Sipping her drink, she kept watching Rana. “How does it feel when the needle penetrates places like your testicles and cock? Isn’t it painful?” She asked him. He was gently massaging his sore cock and at her words there was a perceptible response from his cock.

“Of course it is. Isn’t that the whole point? And when the injection is given, it is a whole new experience. It is not like an injection in your arm or butt. Even there, if the injection is pushed in hard so that the liquid is ejected with force, you do feel the effect. You know Swapna, even if the pain is not heavy, like in the testicles where there is a flare of pain at the entry of the needle and not extreme and continuous pain as when the needle enters and makes its way into the shaft of the cock, the mental feeling that someone is meddling with you and your intimate parts and will be giving you injections in those parts is itself a source of erotic excitement. You should try it.”

“No way  - I don’t think I would like that.”

“But you were excited watching the things done to me. I could see you fingering yourself all the while. And your wetness and swollen cunt are evident even now. I bet Shefali is also in the same condition. The difference between her and us is that if she was at the receiving end, she would dry up immediately as she does not enjoy pain like us.”

“I am going to get dinner warmed up,” she said and went off. I too got up and went into my room for my panty change – this had become a routine now. I reflected on the exchange between Swapna and Rana. I knew that Swapna had an extremely high threshold for pain. In fact I suspected that she could probably out do Rana in her tolerance levels, not that Rana’s was low. Both of them had high levels of pain endurance. I wondered how this could be tested to find out whose was higher. I think it is just that Swapna felt put off by needles, not that she could not tolerate the pain. I felt quite keen to try out the needles on Swapna but my Cardinal rule was that it had to be with full consent and the other person should also be keen to take it and so enjoy it. I wondered if I would be able to persuade Swapna at some later time to just give it a try. Who knows, it may be mutually enjoyable.

Rana followed me into the kitchen where Swapna had warmed the food she had prepared earlier and seemed lost in thought. I gave her a playful slap on her rump and she smiled and started dishing out the food. I took my plate and sat at the counter, while they both stood and chatted. “Shef, it’s not fair that both of us are naked while you are sitting prim and proper, fully dressed up,” Swapna said. “Well you know Swapna, Rana and I had agreed to keep this as serious S/M activity and not to allow sex to interfere. So what does it matter whether I am naked or clothed.” “It does matter Shefali,” said Rana. “While I quite enjoy whatever you do to me, I think my thrill and excitement would be much more and if I could see you naked, especially as you have a very good body. Like today, I was very excited because of Swapna’s naked body on which I was feasting my eyes. And we all agree that she is gorgeous. But rest assured, I will not touch her or do anything unless she wants it.” I did not want to be a prude but somehow Rana’s presence kept me from stripping off my clothes. “Let me think about it Rana. You know I am not bashful but I need to be comfortable mentally or I will feel awkward. Ok?” “Sure Shefali, whatever makes you feel comfortable,” said Rana. I knew instinctively that Swapna understood my predicament. I could also see that she was getting impatient. She was standing next to me and kept rubbing her breasts against me, trying to attract my attention. I felt her soft buttocks and kneaded them lightly. Her breathing got rapid. “What would like girl?” I asked. “Shef, I want more than what you gave me last week,” she said. “Lets warm you up” I said and went to the rack and got a flat wooden spatula. “Rana, be a darling and get the whip and cane from your room. Also get the box of clamps. Take them to the dining room. That shall be the play room henceforth.” Rana went to do my bidding. I massaged Swapna’s full breasts. They were wonderful to feel and my cunt started getting moist. With one hand I massaged her breasts and with the other I felt her cunt, taking advantage of Rana’s absence. She was steaming and her clitoris was erect, just like a tiny cock. Swapna has a prominent clitoris, which peeps out of her hood whenever she is excited. Mine, on the other hand, is a tiny button, well covered by my hood and just swells a bit when I am excited. I removed my hand just as Rana returned.

“Lean back with your hands on the counter and bring yourself as forward as you can. I want your tits thrust out,” I said. When she was in position, I started warming up her breasts with light strokes of the spatula all over her robust breasts. Lightly at first and then with increasing vigour I hit them and was fascinated with the way they bounced and jiggled about. I could see Rana’s dormant cock awakening as he watched with interest. I went down to her tummy, flattened due to her posture, and gave her a few strikes. I went back up to her breasts and landed a few hard strokes on her nipples, alternating between her breasts. Throughout she maintained a low throaty moan. I had her separate her legs and hit her swollen cunt. Traces of moisture came on to the spatula and her swelling lips drew further apart. With each smack on her cunt she gave out a “uunnnhhh”. I dropped the spatula on the counter and felt her all over her front. She was nice and warm all over. “Come my dear, lets move to the playroom,” I said, pulling her up by her nipples.

Rana, pointing with his erection, led the way, and I followed, tugging Swapna by her nipples. Rana had considerately cleaned up the mess he had made and changed the sheet on the table. He had also laid out the syringe, needles and clamps. Perhaps he held a hope that Swapna would change her mind. “There is no way I am going to take those needles,” Swapna asserted and I assured her that she would not have to. “Do you think you can lean back and rest on the table, keeping your feet on the floor and legs spread wide apart?” I asked her. “No problem,” she said and positioned herself as I had asked her to, with ease. I marveled at the suppleness of her voluptuous body. I raised the whip and came down hard across the center of both breasts, striking right on the nipples. “Uuuuuuugggghhh”. Another one just on top and another groan and a harder one just on top and another groan. Three red stripes appeared on her breasts but she seemed in no distress. I followed with three more just above the earlier strokes and another three above them. The upper half of her tits were striped and the lower were unmarked in contrast. I started downward from the top and the whip landed on the existing stripes again and again. “Aaaaaaaahhhhhhmmm” ”Aaaaaaaahhhhhhmmm” ”Aaaaaaaahhhhhhmmm” ”Aaaaaaaahhhhhhmmm” she moaned each time but held steadfastly to her position. I now moved to face her. Her spread legs revealed a nice thick slice of pink between her swollen and parted cunt lips. “Ssslaaassshh” “Ssslaaassshh” “Ssslaaassshh” “Ssslaaassshh” “Ssslaaassshh” “Ssslaaassshh” six stokes landing on her cunt lips. “Aaaaaaaaahhhhhg” “Aaaaaaaaahhhhhg” “Aaaaaaaaahhhhhg” “Aaaaaaaaahhhhhg” “Aaaaaaaaahhhhhg” “Aaaaaaaaahhhhhg”. I could see her clit sticking out from under its hood. She brought her hands to her cunt and spread her lips apart exposing her delectable, pink inside – inviting me to hit her there. I brought down the whip right on target, just below her clit, in a slash along the length of her cunt. “Oooooommmmaaaaahhhhhggggooo” and she turned on to her side and bent her knees, clasping her tortured cunt in pain. Slowly she got back into position and again spread her cunt lips apart asking for more. Oh God! This girl really wants it hard, I thought. I slashed her hard again right on target, between her lips, on the pink, avoiding her clit. “Mmmmmmmmmaaaaaahhhhggggggooooo”, she bent her knees and raised them to her chest and held them there. Her anus, nestled between her luscious cheeks, was opening and closing in quick succession. When she got her breath back, she kept her knees hard against her tits and brought her hands around her butt and pulled the cheeks apart, spreading her knees wide apart. This gave me a clear view of both, her cunt and anus. Clear liquid was overflowing from her cunt. I brought the tip of the whip down hard on her open anus. The tip disappeared into her hole and slashed down. “OOOOooooooooooowwwwwwweeeeeeyyyoo” she cried out and brought her legs down hard on to the floor, her hands going to cover her eyes. After a minute or so, she brought her hands down to her cunt and raised her hips up, opening her cunt wide with her fingers and her thumbs pulling up the hood from her swollen and elongated cunt. Her pink cunt had turned a darker shade and was brimming with her juices. The signal was clear – hit my clit! I caught her wide gaze of anticipation and raised my brows in question. Tears were streaming down from the side of her eyes. She held my gaze for a few seconds and nodded in answer to my query, exposing her clit and cunt even more. I hit her hard, the tip landing with force right on her clit and sliding in a slash right down her open cunt. “Yyyyyyyyaaaaaaaaayyyeeeeeeeeiiiiii,” a wild scream and she flew off the table into my arms. I dropped the whip and held her tight as she quivered in my arms, shuddering from time to time with the intensity of her orgasm. I held her and kissed away her tears of pain. Her legs gave way and I was bearing her whole weight.

Rana and I helped her to my room where we laid her on the bed. She was moaning lightly but continuously and seemed to be in another world. Her legs were stained with her drippings. We left her there and I noticed that Rana had an enormous erection. We went back to the dining room and I started picking up all our stuff and Rana helped me. My cunt was sopping wet. I had not had the release that I had been getting the past few times. As we were putting everything into the cupboard, Rana brushed against me and I leant hard against him. He led me to the bed and I started removing my clothes. When I was finally naked, I stood before him. I am well built with a good figure, but no comparison with Swapna. Rana looked me over, “Shefali – you’re beautiful.” I stroked his hard erection and could feel the welts from the punishment he had taken. I let him kiss me and allowed his tongue to penetrate me. I could feel his cock getting harder with my ministrations andled him to the bed and had him lie down. I knelt beside him on the bed and after wiping his cock, I brought my lips to the tip and my tongue tried to penetrate his hole. I played around for some time and then slowly licked the entire length all over. I lifted his balls and licked them all over and down the perineum. I came up again to the base of his cock and started nipping the bulging vein behind his cock. I held his cock against my cheek and licked and sucked the vein at the back. I took a length of his shaft between my teeth and bit down on it lightly. His cock grew harder against my cheek and seemed to grow thicker. I could feel the drip from it against my cheek. His hand went to my head and he gently stroked my hair. Holding his vein between my teeth, I stroked that bit with my tongue and sucked it and licked it for a while. I clamped my teeth a bit harder and his hands tightened on my head. I released his cock and went lower down to his balls. I stuffed his balls into my mouth, rolling my tongue all over and sucking his nuts into my mouth and rolling them around with my tongue. I manipulated one of his nuts between my teeth to the side of my mouth and chewed on it lightly. I then tightened my teeth on it in a nut-cracker action. Immediately his hands grabbed hold of my hair tightly. I ignored the slight pain of this and clamped down a little harder. Now tufts of my hair were gripped tight in both his hands, but he was not pulling my head away. I released his nut and manipulated the other nut between my teeth on the other side. His grip on my hair relaxed, till I started chewing his nut and clamping down on it. Again he held my hair tight without trying to pull my head away. When his grip relaxed a bit, I let go of his nut and pulled my mouth away. I lifted his balls and sucked and chewed along the line and his perineum. He lifted his butt up to allow me better access. I again held a length of flesh on his perineum between my front teeth and massaged it with my tongue. I held his cock in my hand as I did this and I could feel its throbbing pulse. I tightened the grip of my teeth and he really liked that. I moved my lips to his cock and circled his head with my wet tongue. Slowly I slid his cock into my mouth, licking his underside and flicking the skin joint at the back with my tongue. I licked and sucked him into my mouth like a huge lollipop. I could feel a few stripes where the whip had bitten and soothed them with my tongue.

I got up and facing him, guided him into my streaming and steaming cunt. Slowly I let myself down on his shaft till I was impaled up to the hilt and sitting on him. It felt good – I had almost forgotten how a cock felt inside me, it was so long since I had a man. He reached out with his hands to caress my breasts and rolled my teats between his thumb and forefinger, gently without hurting me. I started riding him in slow up and down movement of my hips and grinding them around on his pelvis. I could feel my climax building up –  his cock in me together with the arousal built up to edge all through was bringing me off. I felt my cunt swelling up with the impending climax and his cock too grew thicker, about to explode. He moved me on to my back and pushed my thighs up against my chest, spreading them wide apart and started moving in and out of me furiously, burying himself to the hilt, drawing out till only his head was in me and banging in again with a smacking force. I held on to his arms and tried to raise my cunt to meet his inward thrust. I knew I was seconds away when his face grimaced and his tempo increased. I came in a gush and gasped as my climax felt like a small explosion inside me. He continued banging into me with fury till he spurted in a forceful jet inside me. He continued his hard motion and I felt myself climax again and he collapsed on top of me. We lay gasping for a while and then he rolled off me. “Shefali, you were great. I have not had a climax like that for ages,” he said. I was too tired to answer and just turned and put my hand across his chest and drifted to sleep.

My last thought as I drifted off was, “I am not a lesbian!!!”