Black experience 2
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He said, "You know what to do. You saw the whole thing."
The damn chandelier must have had all 100 watt bulbs. It was like I was in a
spotlight but I was not going to make him madder by hesitating. I blushed to my
toes as they stared intently making me face them as I stripped. At least the
ropes were all in place so I didn't have to have the added humiliation of
preparing my own bondage. I put the cuffs on quickly to get this over with as
soon as possible.
I gasped as my legs were pulled open realizing even my boyfriend had never had
this view when my pussy lips opened enough so I could feel a breeze drying the
moisture inside it.
Then I was stetched and saw my body reflected in the window. I had a second of
pride knowing my body had never looked that good which was affirmed when the
daughter said, "God. She is beautiful."
He said, "Like my daughter you have a choice of instruments. A cane, The strap
or this whip. They each held one of them and he went on to say, "To be fair
don't choose the cane. It leaves such terrible welts you won't be able to sit
comfortably for days. You have seen what the strap does. The whip will not
bruise you badly but the disadvantage is that it can be used anywhere on your
body."
I believed what he said about the cane and the strap scared the hell out of me .
The whip was just six skinny leather thongs so I said "I'll take the whip."
Thinking by everywhere he meant my back and maybe my stomach.
"Fine. You can hang there a bit to think about your sin while we tend to our
daughter."
Their daughter was still naked and did not seem bothered by that fact. She
smiled at his words.
The mom left and came back with a couple of bottles. The daughter opened her
legs and put her hands on her head while they spread some kind of oil on her
welts while she sighed in pleasure. He didn't limit the oil to her welts. He
also spread it on her breasts, stomach and even her pussy while she smiled and
made little sighs.Then he concentrated on her nipples and began letting his
fingers slide through her legs from her anus to her pubic bone as her sighs
became louder and mixed with pants. She suddenly groaned as she pushed her pussy
against his hand.
He said, "Feel better, Baby?"
"Oh yes. The pain is all gone."
I was amazed. I was sure she had an orgasm. My dad wouldn't have done that even
to my mother.
Finally he turned to me and said,"Since you chose the least painful instrument I
think you should get forty. Don't you?"
I saw what had happened when his daughter said No so to please him as much as
possible I said,"Yes. Please."
He put the gag on me and walked around me evidentally deciding on where they
should go.
I expected him to start on my back but obviously that didn't appeal to him. The
first lash at the bottom of my butt where the thighs joined it made me scream
through the nose since I had never experienced such pain. That turned out to be
the least painful. He made it last by walking around me till I calmed a bit then
struck again. He was a real expert with it. The next two brought the tips into
my ass crack to make me shriek and shudder then two across my tummy at the navel
that seemed to set it on fire. Then he concentrated on my breasts hitting them
one at a time chuckling as they jumped and shuddered to finish with two across
the nipples which was the worst at the time. I thought nothing could be worse
than that but then he began bringing it up between my legs with the center
thongs ripping my pussy open to hit my clitoris. Then in front to make the tips
hit my anus.
The pain was so terrible my body would not accept it and my brain did something
to lessen it. Suddenly it did not hurt as bad even when he aimed carefully to
let the tips rip at my nipples and my clitoris.
I went mindless not thinking of anything but the pain. He could have hit me
fifty or more times I was in no condition to count.
Then just as I was sure I might pass out he said, "I am going to give you a
break. I want you to push out your pussy and nod your head when you are ready
for the lash. If you do that it will just be five more."
I didn't even consider the fact that would open my pussy even more and I would
be asking for the lash. All I could think of was that there would only be five
more.
I pushed out my pussy until my muscles were strained as he said, "Further.
Further."
When I nodded the pain seemed to go deep into my guts as I howled through my
nose as his daughter had.
He waited for me to calm then said, "Do it." Again I strained to feel the the
terrible pain but now I had a goal and counted in my head until the last
terrible one.
My body went into convulsations while they stared at me shuddering until I
finally calmed down. He took off my gag but they continued to watch me laughing
at the way my body had turned from white to dark red. The Mom said, "Hey. Now
she is a colored girl too."
I was beyond humiliation only one thing stuck in my mind and that was the
daughter's statement that the pain was gone.
I moaned, "Please help me. My body is on fire."
He said, "Do you want the oil rub baby?"
"Oh yes. Please."
They all began to rub me with the oil and I loved it especially on my pussy and
anus. Soon my moans turned to sighs as the pain was slowly replaced with sexual
excitement. Like their daughter I went into orgasm followed by more.
Finally he said, "You like that baby. Would you like something even better?"
"Oh yes. Please."
He loosened my wrist ropes a little to take off the strain then he knelt between
my legs and egan licking my pussy. I didn't know anyone did that and it felt
wonderful. To add even more to my enoyment the daughter began licking my anus
while the Mom sucked on my nipples until the orgasms became so strong I slumped
in my ropes.
They turned me loose and I slumped to the floor. When they stepped back I began
carressing my nipples and pussy not caring they were watching even though before
I had only masturbated under my covers.
Finally I was content. He picked mr up and sat me on the couch and began to
dress me as if I was a lifeless doll which was nearly accurate.
When my breathing got to normal he gave me some whiskey to drink which seemed to
revive me. Then he said, "You feel good now? You have paid for your sin and got
some pleasure from it."
"Yes. It was wonderful. Almost worth the whipping."
He laughed and said, "Come back anytime. Whippings aren't so bad if you don't do
anything wrong."
He put me in his car and drove me home. I think he was surprised when I kissed
him goodnight but believe it or not I felt grateful for the wildest experience
of my life.
