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The boys returned, Graham first a hansom lad, fast becoming all his parents would want, Miriam met him at the station, and in the car, he explained about his new girlfriend, Tina, and her invite to spend the last week of the holiday at her home.
She excepted the inevitable, realising he was growing up, leaving the apron strings and just said “that’s nice son, I do hope she`s all you dream of.” He produced a picture, and as she knew it would be, it was of a pretty blonde schoolgirl! He kissed her cheek, as she drove into the car park behind the shops.
Two days later she was back at the station,
Kevin, complete with two suitcases appeared, he looked tired and apprehensive, but immediately he saw her his face brightened, and as he loaded the luggage in the boot, he said, “I hope you won’t mind Mum, I`m sorry but I just walked out!”
Her mind could not cope with the news, she was stunned, he was burbling about bullying, and the awful food, and, and… she sat... then raised her hand for silence before driving off. She pulled up on the common, not on the route home he realised, but they needed to talk.
“I`ve told your dad”, she blurted out, it should have been a showstopping statement, but he just shrugged and said, “of course you did, did I not tell you too?” she looked at him in amazement, to find he was awaiting her reply. She stumbled over her words, shocked at his reaction; “He has reluctantly agreed, but only if from now on I promised we would do nothing behind his back, and he could be present at every adventure!” The lad grinned, “I thought he would agree, just as long as he doesn’t interfere, that’s fine,” he chortled.
She felt disturbed at his reaction, but she changed the subject, to his schooling and why he had left. Satisfied with his explanation, she restarted the car, turned it round and was soon at the flat.
Terry eyed his son warily, hardly knowing how to react to him or his news of walking out.
They discussed the school, the distraction welcomed by all the parties ignoring the other matter. Graham not wishing to get drawn into his brother`s woes and still naturally in ignorance of the tryst, tactfully withdrew to his room, no doubt to call his heartthrob,
The upshot of the school problem was decided by telephone on the Monday, Terry telling the boarding school head of his son`s problems and after a heated argument getting the promise of the return of most of the years fees.
After calling in a favour from the local school headmaster, who was a fellow mason, the boy was reregistered locally. The other matter, as Terry insisted on calling it was by mutual consent swept under the carpet so to speak, while Graham was at home, though the odd kiss was stolen it must be said, when the lovers were together in the kitchen.
The first week was soon over and a tearful mum said goodbye to her oldest son on the morning train of the Monday of the following week, Kevin having gone to the sports facility to swim, apparently indifferent to his brothers ladyfriend, or departure.
Work over for the day, Terry arrived home to find Kevin in his room and Miriam in front of the telly, the meal nearly ready and the atmosphere warm and inviting.
He knew they were expectant and he suspected that this evening would be the first of their ‘adventures’ Graham being gone back to college, via his girlfriends.
They sat to the meal, he at the head of the table Kevin to his right and Miriam opposite him nearest the kitchen, it was a quiet first course, them Miriam herself exasperated, by the atmosphere raised the subject as she delivered the lemon meringue tart, “Look both of you we all know the score,” your dick don’t work properly Terry, and you know I am under his spell. ” she jerked her thumb at Kevin, ”you know I need sex, and that he`s had me a few times, behind your back, and I am sorry about that but it’s the facts, you know he, and I wanted things in the open, and to go further, so let`s stop shilly shallying about shall we, pussyfooting around, you know, he knows, and I know, and as long as no-one else ever finds out, that’s ok by me!” it was a from the heart burst of an emotional plea.
Both men were a little surprised, each had been trying to think of a way of revealing their innermost feelings without causing at minimum some embarrassment.
They looked at one another, then Terry said, “well that told us did it not!” Kevin grinned, then said, “I told mum, we needed to explain things to you dad, I have had a thing about her for a while now, it started as a way of just finding out about sex, but it grew, it became a deep desire to possess her , to have her, not just to see her but to sleep with her, and later it has become a desire to enjoy humiliating her, possessing her and hurting her, which might seem strange but I have read up on it and she seems willing, and has a fetish that if you know the signs is very definite. But it seemed unfair on you dad, hence m, well our, wanting to reveal our cheating as we have so far.” before Terry could answer, he continued by saying quietly, “I know about your problem dad, Mum didn’t tell me, I read the doctors report you left on the sideboard, so I determined that this was my chance!”
Terry cut in to say it was wrong to read other folks mail, then realising he had the floor, He said “look boy, what we are about to do together is not only i*****l, its immoral and I am not totally happy about it, it goes against the grain. That your mother is young enough to still want sex and adventure is the only reason I am letting it happen, as I know I can no longer satisfy her, and I want her to be happy. So, indulge me please, I want some ground rules, and I want you to both promise and adhere to them, both of you.” he shot a glance at each of them, then as they nodded, he said; “first it only happens here and when Graham is not here, as I don’t want him involved at all.” they both nodded, “secondly there must be no adventures unless we all three are present, I don’t mind the odd kiss, but that’s all unless we all are there, got it, because if I don’t feel part of this, for me it`s never going to work.. and though my dick won`t stand I desperately want to feel the excitement just as I once did.” again they both nodded, “lastly not a word outside these four walls, under any circumstances!” this time Kevin said, “fine dad, I promise,” and Miriam nodded and smiled.
Silently the gobbled down the sweets, then
As Miriam cleared the table, the lad said, “Dad I don’t want to cause you embarrassment, so how would it be if I take charge just during adventures, as mum`s master, and the rest of the time, I am just Kevin, your son.”
“That sounds great son, thank you for that, but perhaps we should have some sort of sign”. His eyes alighted on a set of brass monkeys they had on the mantlepiece, when of us want to play, to save embarrassment, turn your monkey and any time all three have turned their backs then each of us will know that, at the first opportunity it was on!” Each chose one of the things, Kevin chose, ‘speak no’ for Miriam ‘hear no ’and that left appropriately for Terry ‘say nothing’!
Ritualistically Miriam as she passed the set turned hers the first monkey to the wall, then she cleared the table completely and they could then hear the washing up being accompanied by the humming of a very happy lady!
Kevin set off for his bedroom to fetch something, slipping his hand to turn his monkey as he passed, then so not to be outdone Terry, as he went off to dry up, did the same.
It was game on!
The chores silently completed Terry and Miriam returned to find their son dressed in a simple black swimsuit, sat as master, in his father`s chair at the head of the now nearly clear dining-table with just four ropes secured to its legs, and a pack of playing cards, alongside a menacing homemade leather singe tail wide strand whip!
They stood together at the foot of the table, where her chair normally stood hand in hand wondering how to overcome this awkward moment, when crisply the ‘master’ ordered his father to undress his own wife! Terry began to do just as he was asked, and the moment passed, they were off.
She stood passively as he undid her blouse front then the cuffs, it slid from her shoulders and he placed it on her displaced chair-back.
She stood her eyes fixed on the lad, her breasts encased in her best lacy black bra, waiting on her husband removing the thing,
Instead he unzipped the skirt and she stepped from it as daintily as a faun. He placed it with the shirt. Matching knickers and a garter belt contrasted to the paleness of her skin
As she stood bracing herself while each stocking was removed, every item one step nearer to that whip, her mouth dry, now, as he unclipped the belt and it joined the skirt!
Saying “Wait” the master stopped the action. Terry stood beside his skimpily dressed wife, waiting, instructions, her face a mask, eyes fixed on the whip she knew would soon be stinging her flesh. “Now,” his voice cut across the quiet room, “I have wanted you to taste this whip for a very long time, so tonight as a treat, I shall finally get to use it on your body as you have decreed, and you will cut the cards for the number of strokes, aces high if it’s a red suit, it will be on your back and if its black it will be on your front. Your safe word will be ‘poppy’ but you will not use it… will you?” she spoke in a near whisper saying “No master, not if I can possibly help it” he nodded, Terry knew that she was completely in his power, and though scared she was not going to call out that word at any price. “You may cut the cars now or when you are naked, that is your privilege.”
She thanked him for the choice, then nodded to Terry to continue. The bra fell away, her breasts loose, her nipples like stiff buttons showing her state of arousal. He slid down her knickers, black frothy lace fell to her ankles, then compliantly she stepped from then and Terry collected them and the bra to add to the pile. “Check how wet she is” it was a command, he complied his finger entering her to find it oh so very wet, he twitched his fingers as he withdrew, a tiny smile crossed her lips and he knew she appreciated his caress, “she`s wet… sir”, he said, acknowledging the lad`s mastery for the first time.” Very wet.” “Wipe it dry with her panties,” that was quickly done.
It was all greeted with a grunt then the command “shuffle and draw then!” her shaking hands went forward, and she shuffled the pack, then after a moment or two she placed the pack down, all eyes now fixed on the cards as she cut the whole pack.
Slowly she turned it up, showing first Kevin, then her husband, and finally herself. it was the Queen of spades, the black queen. 12, She placed the pack down.
She turned her face expressionless sat on the table end then shuffled backwards, finally laying her-self out on the big old extending table like an altar sacrifice.
Her arms he secured, savouring the moment as Terry stood at first watching. “ankles”, it was an order, Terry took his wife` s soft left ankle and wrapped the rope round knotting it securely, he pulled her legs apart, exposing her sex just that bit, enjoying the sensation of securing her for god knows what pain, again the wrap and the knot. Then he became aware of that voice once more was directed at him “you may leave, or you may take a seat and you may watch unfettered, but must not interfere or you can be secured, it`s your choice, but we, my victim and I, have agreed and promised one another that this will happen, and it will be brutal,”
Terry chose to sit and be secured, saying “he didn’t want to interfere, but couldn’t be sure of his reactions. Duly he sat, and Kevin secured his wrists to the legs. He and Miriam now exchanging eye contact as her chastiser tied a rope around her left knee, he passed it under the table then pulling her knees as wide apart as he could before he secured the other leg. Her sex was now fully exposed, open to his caress or his whip.
He went back to his seat, sat savouring her waiting, quietly asking if she wanted a gag to which she said, “perhaps at the halfway point master, but don’t spare me, remember what we promised one another, this first time it must be brutal and hard ,or I will not allow you my body at all ever again.”
He nodded, “if you are sure mother,” it was then Terry realised, they were waiting for something, and it was that damned chime.
Terry`s eyes strayed to the clock, the hand clicked once more, the master stood at her head, another minute, they all waited with bated breath, click- ting, ting, ting the quarter chime tolled, before he could look back he heard the leather whistling through the air SLAP, the thongs contacted her right breast then wrapped itself along her belly to strik her hip,, she cried out, as a red line exposed itself as the leather fell away, tears coursed down her cheeks as she forced herself to thank her master. “ONE SIR, thank you sir!”
The clock hand clicked, swoosh CRACK, this struck her on the left missing her nipple but leaving a livid welt as far as her hip once more, again the cry, and the pause till she called “TWO SIR thank you sir”, the hand clicked on and the prosses was repeated leaving the third, then the fourth stripes either side of the nipples and across the belly to finish at the hipline, each a raised welt perhaps an inch wide. Miriam was openly sobbing now, her determined face fixed on Terry`s, as she thanked the boy with every stroke. The fifth and sixth were given with longer gaps between them mostly because she was having trouble composing herself to thank him. They struck lower down, starting at her belly, and running down her leg fronts till nearly her knees. Livid welts accompanied the strokes
He placed the whip down, then he kissed her, and asked her “if she wanted to stop?”
She tearfully shook her head, before he placed her own damp knickers in a ball into her mouth, she compliantly opening her jaw to aid him.
He took up his place at her feet this time, whip in hand, he had a few moment`s so he told his watching father, who also had tears in his eyes, that these cuts will mark her tenderest spots, and they were her choice and will be administered in two groups of three, both groups to the same three spots.
Her eyes told him it was true, and he had little doubt where the leather would land. Ting, Ting, Ting, the quarter sounded once more, they all knew its significance, the whistle came as if in slow motion the lash cutting into her left breast and across her nipple in a savage but perfectly aimed way.
Her scream even with the gag echoing round the room, her head shaking from side to side with the shear pain. Click the minute hand moved on swoosh the second identical stroke but to her right breast this time, again that sound, that guttural scream as she again rose, then sank back fully in the knowledge that it was not over yet, swoosh, crack this stroke hit the table-top between her legs the leather curling down to flick into her sex hard, her body rose the ropes all tight as bowstring and the sound was both unearthly and horrible
Terry looked down, he had involuntarily climaxed, his trousers a light fawn pair had a a big wet stain on them, the masters swimsuit too had semen showing through the cloth as well.
Terry called “no more, she can`t take more,”
The whip wielding lad moved forward and held her jaw pulling her wet knickers from her jaw and tipping her head to face her husband asked “well?”, through her tears, she gasped “Thank you master, finish the job, I am so, so near.” The gag was replaced, she raised her head and watched him take up his place once more the, the clock began to chime the hour, but before the first chime had echoed round the room the next shot hit,
That left nipple took the brunt once more, blood sprayed from the already struck dark red areola and the whip moved on, again the nipple was hit the right one this time, her body was up and screaming still from the first of these blows, but this time it was different, her face was red, her eyes bulging her breathing heavy and ragged as the chimes played on, as the sound died she looked down her own body watching his arm as it brought the leather from well behind his head her eyes following the ark as with deadly accuracy it struck her full between her labia, .
Her body rose once more along with the loudest wale of contentment Terry had ever heard,
It was over, or was it, she lay collapsed , her body a sea of red welts, her breasts both bleeding and her sex too though terry at that point could not see into her body, the whip hit the floor, the knickers were fished out of her mouth so she could breath, then to Terrys amazement the lad rapidly discarded his trunks and climbed onto his mother, she grunted, then screamed, as his stiff 7” prick thrust itself into her sex with a will, she screamed “ye,s yes, yes, then as he discharged yet another large load she collapsed in the biggest orgasm terry had ever beheld
It took some time for her to regain her senses, the lad having laid still in her, now removed himself untying her knee restraints, then his father`s wrists, so he could assist with untying the ravaged woman. They helped her down, taking care to avoid her wounds, Terry sent the still naked lad to fetch sweet tea, himself pouring her a brandy while they waited the kettle…
She sat in her armchair a smile on her tired face, chuckling at his stain, and saying “had he enjoyed that?”
He nodded, “as long as you are alright my sweet and got from it whatever you wanted, lord help me, I didn’t think I would, but I did love watching.”
She smiled, just as the tea arrived saying to the lad “and you Kevin what did you think, was it good for you?”
He kissed her long and hard saying it had been well worth the wait.
Her smile said it all and as they helped her to bed she said, “can we try that other fantasy next time Kevin, the one with the nails.”
The boys returned, Graham first a hansom lad, fast becoming all his parents would want, Miriam met him at the station, and in the car, he explained about his new girlfriend, Tina, and her invite to spend the last week of the holiday at her home.
She excepted the inevitable, realising he was growing up, leaving the apron strings and just said “that’s nice son, I do hope she`s all you dream of.” He produced a picture, and as she knew it would be, it was of a pretty blonde schoolgirl! He kissed her cheek, as she drove into the car park behind the shops.
Two days later she was back at the station,
Kevin, complete with two suitcases appeared, he looked tired and apprehensive, but immediately he saw her his face brightened, and as he loaded the luggage in the boot, he said, “I hope you won’t mind Mum, I`m sorry but I just walked out!”
Her mind could not cope with the news, she was stunned, he was burbling about bullying, and the awful food, and, and… she sat... then raised her hand for silence before driving off. She pulled up on the common, not on the route home he realised, but they needed to talk.
“I`ve told your dad”, she blurted out, it should have been a showstopping statement, but he just shrugged and said, “of course you did, did I not tell you too?” she looked at him in amazement, to find he was awaiting her reply. She stumbled over her words, shocked at his reaction; “He has reluctantly agreed, but only if from now on I promised we would do nothing behind his back, and he could be present at every adventure!” The lad grinned, “I thought he would agree, just as long as he doesn’t interfere, that’s fine,” he chortled.
She felt disturbed at his reaction, but she changed the subject, to his schooling and why he had left. Satisfied with his explanation, she restarted the car, turned it round and was soon at the flat.
Terry eyed his son warily, hardly knowing how to react to him or his news of walking out.
They discussed the school, the distraction welcomed by all the parties ignoring the other matter. Graham not wishing to get drawn into his brother`s woes and still naturally in ignorance of the tryst, tactfully withdrew to his room, no doubt to call his heartthrob,
The upshot of the school problem was decided by telephone on the Monday, Terry telling the boarding school head of his son`s problems and after a heated argument getting the promise of the return of most of the years fees.
After calling in a favour from the local school headmaster, who was a fellow mason, the boy was reregistered locally. The other matter, as Terry insisted on calling it was by mutual consent swept under the carpet so to speak, while Graham was at home, though the odd kiss was stolen it must be said, when the lovers were together in the kitchen.
The first week was soon over and a tearful mum said goodbye to her oldest son on the morning train of the Monday of the following week, Kevin having gone to the sports facility to swim, apparently indifferent to his brothers ladyfriend, or departure.
Work over for the day, Terry arrived home to find Kevin in his room and Miriam in front of the telly, the meal nearly ready and the atmosphere warm and inviting.
He knew they were expectant and he suspected that this evening would be the first of their ‘adventures’ Graham being gone back to college, via his girlfriends.
They sat to the meal, he at the head of the table Kevin to his right and Miriam opposite him nearest the kitchen, it was a quiet first course, them Miriam herself exasperated, by the atmosphere raised the subject as she delivered the lemon meringue tart, “Look both of you we all know the score,” your dick don’t work properly Terry, and you know I am under his spell. ” she jerked her thumb at Kevin, ”you know I need sex, and that he`s had me a few times, behind your back, and I am sorry about that but it’s the facts, you know he, and I wanted things in the open, and to go further, so let`s stop shilly shallying about shall we, pussyfooting around, you know, he knows, and I know, and as long as no-one else ever finds out, that’s ok by me!” it was a from the heart burst of an emotional plea.
Both men were a little surprised, each had been trying to think of a way of revealing their innermost feelings without causing at minimum some embarrassment.
They looked at one another, then Terry said, “well that told us did it not!” Kevin grinned, then said, “I told mum, we needed to explain things to you dad, I have had a thing about her for a while now, it started as a way of just finding out about sex, but it grew, it became a deep desire to possess her , to have her, not just to see her but to sleep with her, and later it has become a desire to enjoy humiliating her, possessing her and hurting her, which might seem strange but I have read up on it and she seems willing, and has a fetish that if you know the signs is very definite. But it seemed unfair on you dad, hence m, well our, wanting to reveal our cheating as we have so far.” before Terry could answer, he continued by saying quietly, “I know about your problem dad, Mum didn’t tell me, I read the doctors report you left on the sideboard, so I determined that this was my chance!”
Terry cut in to say it was wrong to read other folks mail, then realising he had the floor, He said “look boy, what we are about to do together is not only i*****l, its immoral and I am not totally happy about it, it goes against the grain. That your mother is young enough to still want sex and adventure is the only reason I am letting it happen, as I know I can no longer satisfy her, and I want her to be happy. So, indulge me please, I want some ground rules, and I want you to both promise and adhere to them, both of you.” he shot a glance at each of them, then as they nodded, he said; “first it only happens here and when Graham is not here, as I don’t want him involved at all.” they both nodded, “secondly there must be no adventures unless we all three are present, I don’t mind the odd kiss, but that’s all unless we all are there, got it, because if I don’t feel part of this, for me it`s never going to work.. and though my dick won`t stand I desperately want to feel the excitement just as I once did.” again they both nodded, “lastly not a word outside these four walls, under any circumstances!” this time Kevin said, “fine dad, I promise,” and Miriam nodded and smiled.
Silently the gobbled down the sweets, then
As Miriam cleared the table, the lad said, “Dad I don’t want to cause you embarrassment, so how would it be if I take charge just during adventures, as mum`s master, and the rest of the time, I am just Kevin, your son.”
“That sounds great son, thank you for that, but perhaps we should have some sort of sign”. His eyes alighted on a set of brass monkeys they had on the mantlepiece, when of us want to play, to save embarrassment, turn your monkey and any time all three have turned their backs then each of us will know that, at the first opportunity it was on!” Each chose one of the things, Kevin chose, ‘speak no’ for Miriam ‘hear no ’and that left appropriately for Terry ‘say nothing’!
Ritualistically Miriam as she passed the set turned hers the first monkey to the wall, then she cleared the table completely and they could then hear the washing up being accompanied by the humming of a very happy lady!
Kevin set off for his bedroom to fetch something, slipping his hand to turn his monkey as he passed, then so not to be outdone Terry, as he went off to dry up, did the same.
It was game on!
The chores silently completed Terry and Miriam returned to find their son dressed in a simple black swimsuit, sat as master, in his father`s chair at the head of the now nearly clear dining-table with just four ropes secured to its legs, and a pack of playing cards, alongside a menacing homemade leather singe tail wide strand whip!
They stood together at the foot of the table, where her chair normally stood hand in hand wondering how to overcome this awkward moment, when crisply the ‘master’ ordered his father to undress his own wife! Terry began to do just as he was asked, and the moment passed, they were off.
She stood passively as he undid her blouse front then the cuffs, it slid from her shoulders and he placed it on her displaced chair-back.
She stood her eyes fixed on the lad, her breasts encased in her best lacy black bra, waiting on her husband removing the thing,
Instead he unzipped the skirt and she stepped from it as daintily as a faun. He placed it with the shirt. Matching knickers and a garter belt contrasted to the paleness of her skin
As she stood bracing herself while each stocking was removed, every item one step nearer to that whip, her mouth dry, now, as he unclipped the belt and it joined the skirt!
Saying “Wait” the master stopped the action. Terry stood beside his skimpily dressed wife, waiting, instructions, her face a mask, eyes fixed on the whip she knew would soon be stinging her flesh. “Now,” his voice cut across the quiet room, “I have wanted you to taste this whip for a very long time, so tonight as a treat, I shall finally get to use it on your body as you have decreed, and you will cut the cards for the number of strokes, aces high if it’s a red suit, it will be on your back and if its black it will be on your front. Your safe word will be ‘poppy’ but you will not use it… will you?” she spoke in a near whisper saying “No master, not if I can possibly help it” he nodded, Terry knew that she was completely in his power, and though scared she was not going to call out that word at any price. “You may cut the cars now or when you are naked, that is your privilege.”
She thanked him for the choice, then nodded to Terry to continue. The bra fell away, her breasts loose, her nipples like stiff buttons showing her state of arousal. He slid down her knickers, black frothy lace fell to her ankles, then compliantly she stepped from then and Terry collected them and the bra to add to the pile. “Check how wet she is” it was a command, he complied his finger entering her to find it oh so very wet, he twitched his fingers as he withdrew, a tiny smile crossed her lips and he knew she appreciated his caress, “she`s wet… sir”, he said, acknowledging the lad`s mastery for the first time.” Very wet.” “Wipe it dry with her panties,” that was quickly done.
It was all greeted with a grunt then the command “shuffle and draw then!” her shaking hands went forward, and she shuffled the pack, then after a moment or two she placed the pack down, all eyes now fixed on the cards as she cut the whole pack.
Slowly she turned it up, showing first Kevin, then her husband, and finally herself. it was the Queen of spades, the black queen. 12, She placed the pack down.
She turned her face expressionless sat on the table end then shuffled backwards, finally laying her-self out on the big old extending table like an altar sacrifice.
Her arms he secured, savouring the moment as Terry stood at first watching. “ankles”, it was an order, Terry took his wife` s soft left ankle and wrapped the rope round knotting it securely, he pulled her legs apart, exposing her sex just that bit, enjoying the sensation of securing her for god knows what pain, again the wrap and the knot. Then he became aware of that voice once more was directed at him “you may leave, or you may take a seat and you may watch unfettered, but must not interfere or you can be secured, it`s your choice, but we, my victim and I, have agreed and promised one another that this will happen, and it will be brutal,”
Terry chose to sit and be secured, saying “he didn’t want to interfere, but couldn’t be sure of his reactions. Duly he sat, and Kevin secured his wrists to the legs. He and Miriam now exchanging eye contact as her chastiser tied a rope around her left knee, he passed it under the table then pulling her knees as wide apart as he could before he secured the other leg. Her sex was now fully exposed, open to his caress or his whip.
He went back to his seat, sat savouring her waiting, quietly asking if she wanted a gag to which she said, “perhaps at the halfway point master, but don’t spare me, remember what we promised one another, this first time it must be brutal and hard ,or I will not allow you my body at all ever again.”
He nodded, “if you are sure mother,” it was then Terry realised, they were waiting for something, and it was that damned chime.
Terry`s eyes strayed to the clock, the hand clicked once more, the master stood at her head, another minute, they all waited with bated breath, click- ting, ting, ting the quarter chime tolled, before he could look back he heard the leather whistling through the air SLAP, the thongs contacted her right breast then wrapped itself along her belly to strik her hip,, she cried out, as a red line exposed itself as the leather fell away, tears coursed down her cheeks as she forced herself to thank her master. “ONE SIR, thank you sir!”
The clock hand clicked, swoosh CRACK, this struck her on the left missing her nipple but leaving a livid welt as far as her hip once more, again the cry, and the pause till she called “TWO SIR thank you sir”, the hand clicked on and the prosses was repeated leaving the third, then the fourth stripes either side of the nipples and across the belly to finish at the hipline, each a raised welt perhaps an inch wide. Miriam was openly sobbing now, her determined face fixed on Terry`s, as she thanked the boy with every stroke. The fifth and sixth were given with longer gaps between them mostly because she was having trouble composing herself to thank him. They struck lower down, starting at her belly, and running down her leg fronts till nearly her knees. Livid welts accompanied the strokes
He placed the whip down, then he kissed her, and asked her “if she wanted to stop?”
She tearfully shook her head, before he placed her own damp knickers in a ball into her mouth, she compliantly opening her jaw to aid him.
He took up his place at her feet this time, whip in hand, he had a few moment`s so he told his watching father, who also had tears in his eyes, that these cuts will mark her tenderest spots, and they were her choice and will be administered in two groups of three, both groups to the same three spots.
Her eyes told him it was true, and he had little doubt where the leather would land. Ting, Ting, Ting, the quarter sounded once more, they all knew its significance, the whistle came as if in slow motion the lash cutting into her left breast and across her nipple in a savage but perfectly aimed way.
Her scream even with the gag echoing round the room, her head shaking from side to side with the shear pain. Click the minute hand moved on swoosh the second identical stroke but to her right breast this time, again that sound, that guttural scream as she again rose, then sank back fully in the knowledge that it was not over yet, swoosh, crack this stroke hit the table-top between her legs the leather curling down to flick into her sex hard, her body rose the ropes all tight as bowstring and the sound was both unearthly and horrible
Terry looked down, he had involuntarily climaxed, his trousers a light fawn pair had a a big wet stain on them, the masters swimsuit too had semen showing through the cloth as well.
Terry called “no more, she can`t take more,”
The whip wielding lad moved forward and held her jaw pulling her wet knickers from her jaw and tipping her head to face her husband asked “well?”, through her tears, she gasped “Thank you master, finish the job, I am so, so near.” The gag was replaced, she raised her head and watched him take up his place once more the, the clock began to chime the hour, but before the first chime had echoed round the room the next shot hit,
That left nipple took the brunt once more, blood sprayed from the already struck dark red areola and the whip moved on, again the nipple was hit the right one this time, her body was up and screaming still from the first of these blows, but this time it was different, her face was red, her eyes bulging her breathing heavy and ragged as the chimes played on, as the sound died she looked down her own body watching his arm as it brought the leather from well behind his head her eyes following the ark as with deadly accuracy it struck her full between her labia, .
Her body rose once more along with the loudest wale of contentment Terry had ever heard,
It was over, or was it, she lay collapsed , her body a sea of red welts, her breasts both bleeding and her sex too though terry at that point could not see into her body, the whip hit the floor, the knickers were fished out of her mouth so she could breath, then to Terrys amazement the lad rapidly discarded his trunks and climbed onto his mother, she grunted, then screamed, as his stiff 7” prick thrust itself into her sex with a will, she screamed “ye,s yes, yes, then as he discharged yet another large load she collapsed in the biggest orgasm terry had ever beheld
It took some time for her to regain her senses, the lad having laid still in her, now removed himself untying her knee restraints, then his father`s wrists, so he could assist with untying the ravaged woman. They helped her down, taking care to avoid her wounds, Terry sent the still naked lad to fetch sweet tea, himself pouring her a brandy while they waited the kettle…
She sat in her armchair a smile on her tired face, chuckling at his stain, and saying “had he enjoyed that?”
He nodded, “as long as you are alright my sweet and got from it whatever you wanted, lord help me, I didn’t think I would, but I did love watching.”
She smiled, just as the tea arrived saying to the lad “and you Kevin what did you think, was it good for you?”
He kissed her long and hard saying it had been well worth the wait.
Her smile said it all and as they helped her to bed she said, “can we try that other fantasy next time Kevin, the one with the nails.”
Arisha
- 13.12.2021
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