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My son relishing the pocket money agreed to sister sit once more so at seven that evening we were at the homestead, Joe as usual met us at the gate, we both noted his wrists had leather cuffs with d rings and he was only wearing the briefest of leather posing pouches. He led us to the back of the house where Eve and Trevor where sitting at a pick-nick type bench, one of those with integral bench seats, where we all had a beer. Trevor wore just his swim suit, Eve was wearing her customary white blouse and blue skirt, and patty her yellow Spanish style top and a long flowing skirt in a saffron colour they both had black bra`s showing through the thin material knowing Trevor hated white undies!
As we sat Trevor sent Eve for some nibbles from the kitchen, and then boldly asked Patty had she enjoyed the lesbian scene more than the slavery. Blushing, she replied she had enjoyed both, the slavery had excited her, and now she wanted to experience more though she was more than a little scared, the lesbian thing she couldn`t make up her mind if it was the dominance of having a bound victim or if it was a true lesbian experience that had sent her over the edge.
Trevor`s answer was that she should stay the night with Eve and see if pure lesbianism was her thing or was it dominance that turned her on most. Eve returned, and he explained that Joe was to be punished as he had disobeyed the evening before in that he had joined us wanking over the women, when he had been told not to do so.
Joe was told to go and fetch a whip and to select one that would fit the crime. We cleared the table and on Joe`s return having presented Trevor with a cat of nine tails, we watched his master secure him over the end of the table presenting a backside that had obviously had some stripes and not too long ago at that. Patty and Eve stood to one side hand in hand as Trevor took the whip to his father, I began to take pictures, my camera capturing a look on the victim`s face that was a mixture of fear, pain and shear enjoyment. Five times the whip swung its fearful arc, each stroke leaving its red stripe across the clenched buttocks. Trevor passed the whip to Eve grunting the one word “five”
The whip again swung, more stripes, louder groans this time, Trevor took the whip passing it to Patty with the same instruction “five” I was surprised when Patty hefted the whip like someone born to inflict pain, Joes face now had lost the enjoyment factor, each stroke causing further pain as the thongs crossed earlier marks, tears began to run by the fourth stroke, and the fifth was shear agony
To my relief I was not invited to take a turn, Joe was released and taken to what I believed was a pile of soil with a pair of stakes one either side of it. Having removed his leather briefs. He was made to sit on the pile his cuffs attached to the stakes and a rope passed across his lap ensured he could not move more than a little. Trevor briefly stroked the man`s Penis with something I could not see he then had us remove ourselves to the table and we sat with a bottle of white wine, watching Joe who for some reason begin to twitch and writhe in obvious distress. I was told that I was to take more photographs, so I approached the bound man to find his genitals smothered by large black ants; Trevor had sat him on an ant heap and he had smothered the man with honey.
For some time, we sat watching Joe wriggling and twisting his body to try and avoid the irritation and the sting of the little pests before Trevor relented and released his victim. The ladies then having to spend some time picking the little black terrors from Joes nether regions, to his relief I have no doubt as his balls were a mass of small red bites and one was even in the eye of his uncircumcised penis. Seeing the look on our faces, a note from Eve said that it was worse for a woman, which made my Patty shudder and indicated to me that Eve had suffered on that fiendish ant hill at some point.
Trevor ushered us indoors asking Patty as he did, if she was wearing knickers he said he would not tolerate women who disrespected him enough to hide their sex from a man`s access.
I didn`t catch her reply, but he told her she was to go with Eve and get ready for the dungeon she, having seen the way Joe had been dealt with turned a shade paler then was whisked away by Eve before she could change her mind.
He took me into the sitting room, where he explained about Eve`s silence, she had he said had a throat cancer that had attacked her vocal chords, she could make noises but only on occasions of high excitement, He believed she was in recession and that one day the dreaded thing would return, and it would be terminal, hence his comment about having a picture or two while there was time.
Joe he said had always loved to be cuckolded and had worked away for months at a time so Eve, lonely mother that she was, had been easy meat for a manipulative young man like Trevor, who exploited her sub -tendency to the full.
Trevor had a good job, we would now say it was a pioneering job in I.T, and He worked from home for one of the bigger companies, so money was not a problem.
The ladies reappeared in housecoats and I suspected little else, both wore cuffs in leather with the obligatory D rings, a glance at their ankles revealed a second pair of cuffs snugly fitted to each leg.
Joe ushered them into the dungeon then Trevor and I followed each taking a seat in an armchair. The spotlights gave the whole room an strange glow, the whole place in darkness till each individual spotlight, controlled from a pad in the arm of Trevor`s throne like chair, each item in turn was illuminated, Patty slowly revolved while each different item was highlighted, it was not conducive to calming her nerves. My camera was by now on its third roll of film.
Joe appeared with a box and each woman and Joe too, was told to collect a red ball, a blue ball and a yellow ball from it, the box was now put away and a large black-board was pulled from the shadows by Joe. On the board there was a yellow section and a green section. In the yellow area was painted the major items of the dungeon, listed with its number, the lift was 1, the horse 2, the cross 3, and the pillory 4. Then in the green section there were only 5 boxes in just three categories (an A, three B`s and a C), A, marked giver, B, taker and C, watcher. Trevor explained that the red ball had a number on it all the numbers could only be read under black light such as we now use for fake bank-notes, he had the light. The number could be minutes or strokes dependent on the yellow result.
It was complicated but a fair system, and this strange game of chance heightened the tension a hundred-fold.
Joe stepped forward and presented his red ball a 10, Eve presented a 7 and Poor Patty, a 20, her eyes widened, next was the yellow, Joe presented the no 4 ball for the pillory, Eve the no I ball and patty the no 3. It all depended on the last ball, Eve and Joe presented a B ball each it was with a trembling hand Patty handed her red ball to Trevor. Who promptly refused to tell her what it showed
Patty was swiftly secured to the cross by Eve, Joe to the pillory by Patty instructed by Trevor and poor Eve was soon dangling from the lift by her enthusiastic son her feet not real y touching the ground. She was the first he dealt with, his little rubber cat swishing through the air and landing with a smack round her naked torso, she nodded her thanks second landed then a third and fourth all lovingly given thanks for in her own silent way, the fifth landed without a nod Eve not thanking her master so she got another. This time she thanked him vigorously and was soon lowered down and released.
Trevor moved on to Joe, “ten” he said, Joe nodded and the first lash soon hit him across the rump, a rump already marked from his punishment not 2 hours before, he tried bravely to bear the lashes’ but by 8 tears were falling, and his thanks were gasped rather than spoken, 9, swish smack “thank you sir” 10, poor Joe whispered his thanks then was released.
Slowly oh so slowly Trevor approached my Patty, his whip trailing on the floor we three held our breath, Patty put a brave face on her fears,” twenty” he said, she had been secured facing the other slaves and had seen every lash, she knew what they had suffered and that they were hardened to the feel of the whip, she knew she was a tender novice, her fear was palpable, suddenly his hand rose and he began to release her. A game girl to the end my Patty, she asked why he was releasing her as she had picked the balls herself, and was therefore due whatever the balls had said, the other two having taken their punishment why not her.
For an answer he said she had been up there 20 minutes, he then showed her the little red ball ....it was a letter C, the relief from her fears was sudden and dramatic Patty collapsed into Trevor`s arms.
“Time to take her home” he suggested “she is a brave woman, bring her again tomorrow night and she can stay with Eve; my slaves need a night off to recover!” I handed over the rolls of used film; Trevor knew someone in the business and promised us a set of prints. In silence we drove home, both wrapped in thought.
Patty, I delivered to the homestead at seven, me returning to the van straight away, we had not spoken of either the night before or the night to come both carefully avoiding it for some reason.
I spent the evening watching the box then spent a restless night, my mind racing about from one flight of the imagination to another, Patty`s fate being at the front of every thought. I was up early a bright day sun up, breakfast, the k**s being off on the beach by then, by 9 I was at the homestead, sitting at the bench table in the sun, Patty hand in hand with Eve having breakfast. Joe in attendance but no sign of Trevor who Joe said had “left yesterday for a meeting”
There was so much I needed to ask my wife, but this was not the right moment. Eve was scribbling away on her pad; she said she wished to make love to me,
I passed the note to Patty it was her turn to shrug; she rose took Joes hand and led him away to the second bedroom. That`s settled then! Eve and I kissed then together we took to her bed for a long morning, of gentle love-making no cameras no pain just good old-fashioned lust. By dinner our respective ardours quenched Patty and I took our leave of them promising to return for another evening
. Patty told me she knew I wanted a blow by blow account, so we lay on our bed and she told me of what she described as a wonderful night. Joe as usual had met her at the door as I saw when I left her, Trevor had left him instructions he said, and he had her undress, and secured her to Eve`s bed, the tables were now turned. Eve appeared naked except for the strap on which without any preamble she proceeded to give her a seeing too, with! Joe kept well out of the way she said, by late evening Eve had released her and as two lesbian ladies they had spent the rest of the night talking, in Eve`s case, by note, sleeping and making love. She said it was a fantastic experience, but that she had missed a man`s real Prick. Joe however had made up for that this morning, time and time again.
She became serious for a while saying “she wanted to come here again when the painting was finished, just us two, and stay at the homestead for a long weekend.”
I asked about the dungeon and she said that “she had overall enjoyed the experience but that she wished that she had had just a touch of Trevor`s treatment, as afterwards she had felt slightly cheated. Though she had no idea why she had felt like that and at the time her nerve`s had come near to snapping.”
She bit her lip; a sure sign there was something more on her mind.
Finally, she quietly said that” there was to be a special night tomorrow that she had agreed to hold Eves hand as Eve was going to commit her-self to Trevor by wearing his mark.” It took her some time to explain to me that To earn the right to hold Eves hand my beloved Patty had decided she was to be whipped.
Naturally I wanted to know why my beloved wife felt she needed to earn the right to hold her hand and why and how this beautiful lady was to wear a mark, expecting perhaps a piercing or the attachment of a ring in some vital organ or perhaps a tattoo. My blood ran cold when she quietly said “Eve was to be branded.”
There was a silence you could have cut with a knife, Patty said it was something Trevor had always wanted, and Eve had agreed, but with much fear and trembling believing it to be the ultimate she could give to her sexual master, bar her life, but she only would agree if only if Patty would hold her hands during the ultimate painful ceremony.
Patty herself felt the need to prove she was worthy of the honour, she further said “she wanted me to secure her for the whipping as a sign of my approving giving her-self to Trevor, and would I please also ask him to give her permission to ride the horse. Naively I thought she meant a real one perhaps naked and bareback in the field out back of the house. We made love in silence, both in awe of the commitment she had made to this way of life in just a week.
We packed up the van a bit as tomorrow we would be going home. The k**s having spent the day swimming and whatever else k**s do, my son again sister sitting though he did squeeze me for” a little more cash this time,” l laughed that “he was a chip off the old block!” but I still paid him the extra, I wasn’t going to miss this was I
By 7 we were driving up to the homestead,
My wife in her yellow Spanish shirt and black skirt once again, an old soft tracksuit in the back of the car just in case, her face a mask that hid her real feelings. Joe met us as usual and we sat at the table for a white wine, Joe had lit a barbeque and had heaped up the coals the handle of what looked like a poker sticking from the coals which we all carefully avoided looking at. Trevor then quietly handed me the set of holiday snaps to beat all holiday snaps, copies of all I had taken, which I loaded in the car after a quick glance. He then suggested we go indoors for a while and we went into the front room
Patty gave me a nod and haltingly I explained to Trevor that to earn the right to hold Eve`s hand ,she had a wish to be whipped hard, further that as a penance, she also wanted to take a ride on the horse” after the marking, we would leave, our holiday over and that in a month or so we would be returning, with the painting when she hoped to be allowed to stay for a whole weekend and to be young Trevor`s plaything, she would take the following week of work to recover if that was what it needed, but she wanted to be used in whatever way he wished…!
He sat for a moment in silence at that, He then kissed Patty, before explaining that he “would be more than honoured to have her body for the weekend and he hoped she would enjoy being his plaything and would go away well used… he would look forward to it more than she could know He said she was welcome to the whip today or any-day!” he went on that she really ought to ride the horse first today, as she… well we, would see why later. He then led her, and us all, to the dungeon. Joe pulled the box from the cupboard and My beloved, Patty, my staid and lovely wife of all this time, slowly and very deliberately picking a red ball her eyes never leaving mine. Which she handed it to Trevor, and he asked for a second, this she also passed to him, she was then asked to select one of the two which she did, it was a 20. He nodded then bade her “STRIP”
One item of clothing at a time her shaking hands removed, till her nervously sweating, glistening body was revealed, Joe mean-while busied himself with a contraption I had not seen before hidden as it was in the corner under a sheet. He placed it under the lift. It consisted of a pair of posts with a rope passing over Pulleys set in the top of each, the rope`s, were attached to either end of a bar that ran from one post to the other, rather like a rugby goal post`s Except that the cross bar moved up and down and the bar was a thin triangular beam. Two ordinary bricks completed the ensemble which Joe placed parallel, centrally either side of the bar.
Trevor led Patty to the bar and bid her straddle it on the bricks; her wrists were now placed in cuffs clipped to the lift and her weight taken by the lift until she was on her flat feet. each end of the bar was then raised till the tip of the triangle just touched Patty`s sex, Trevor gently taking much care, that it passed between her flaps.
He then removed the bricks.
With a groan her whole weight came on, she pulled up on the arms in an effort to release herself from the pressure on her soft inner self, her toes just touching the floor helped considerably, but it was obvious that she could not sustain the position for long. Her eyes glanced at the wall clock, and Trevor pointed at the time whispering the single word “twenty”. Her face drained of colour. The clock`s minute finger jerked on with a loud tick, taunting her. After a few long minutes she began to lower her body to rest on that awful bar, the pain must have been intense as she was soon pulling on her arms once more, the clock continued its way, slowly, regularly, tick, tick, we were all transfixed by the sound and Patty`s pain, tick, tick, she began to wimper, a quiet sound like a puppy, tick, tick, she moved her weight in an effort to ease the numbing pain, tick, tick, up on her toes, cramp in her calves, tick, tick, Trevor ever the sadist called “TEN” his voice echoing round the little chamber, as we stood in silence, beads of sweat broke out on her forehead, tick, move again to ease the calf pain, tick,.... tick, unable to stay in that position she lowered her body, her sex taking all her weight, tick,... tick , Trevor`s voice cut the silence,” FIVE” TICK, tears coursing down her face, her whimper’s louder now TICK, another move, her body racked with sobs which added to her misery by shaking that bar which seemed to be cutting into her, TICK, she willed the clock to move on, she knew she would have to suffer the whip next TICK, “make it end,” she moaned , “please please make it end”... the final TICK,.... willing hands replaced the bricks others released the ropes holding the bar she slumped in her cuffs her sex throbbing as never before. Tears of pain and relief still were coursing down her face. Trevor had Joe remove the horse and then the bricks, lifting his victim six inches from the floor, her arms taking her full weight. Then Trevor came to her with the black light and the last red ball, through her tears she saw she had been lucky she had drawn just a four.
He asked her who was to strike the blows and her voice a whisper she, she said “all of you”, her arms looked as though they would be soon wrenched from their sockets, as Joe swung the first blow, the cat whistled and with a smack the thongs wrapped themselves round her tummy, leaving red lines, he passed Trevor the cat and a second blow wrapped itself round her body, which jerked in some pain, a pattern of red stripes showing on her pale skin. Eve cast the next which hit on her buttocks jerking her body wildly, I was last, , the weight of the cat strange in my hand, Patty raising her chin in an obvious message to me, she knew me well, I aimed at her breasts my playthings, my fetish, she knew I would, the cat swung and I felt the thongs strike her, a surge of power coursing through me like a tidal wave and I knew in an instant that I would be doing that again such was the adrenaline rush, her body jerking like a puppet on a string., as I let her down and she staggered to the arm chair near to tears. Joe collected her clothes taking them out to the car for her. Once she had composed herself, and climbed into the track suit we moved outside.
Eve, without hesitation and without even a glance in the direction of the glowing barbeque, removed her housecoat walked to the table then lay face down on the wooden surface, Patty facing her from the other end of the top took her hands and Joe passed a wide strap over her back then more thinner straps round each leg and each ankle.
Totally secure as she had requested, she waited my camera was now in use capturing every move every flicker of her eye. No words had been said, till Trevor, approached, looked deep into Eve`s eyes and asked if she was sure. She nodded a positive, “Yes master”;
The fire was out of her line of sight, though our faces must have telegraphed their message of horror as Joe removed from the fire a yellow, hot glowing brand, a capital T, which he instantly plunged onto his wife`s right buttock her body convulsing hugely and involuntarily against her bonds and a scream came from her tortured throat that surprised us all. The iron was gone in a matter of seconds, blood dripped from patty`s hands where the tormented woman`s fingernails had involuntarily dug into her flesh. It was over. Eve lay limp on the table and as we removed her straps, a pain spray then a salve was applied with a clean dressing. Patty gave Eve a kiss, then straightened and hobbled to the car Leaving Eve to Joe`s tender care, we returned to the van.
We left in the morning Patty bruised and stiff, to return to our suburban life style, in my garden shed studio, I now spent every waking hour I had to spare, painting, not one but a series of four oil on canvas painting`s, Eve on the cross, Eve with patty on the step of the homestead, Joe and Eve in the sand dunes and the last and largest of Trevor and Eve, he with his cat in hand and Eve proudly showing her striped backside on which I had placed the letter T not that I had seen the brand but I knew where it was placed and even I could imagine it`s look.
My son relishing the pocket money agreed to sister sit once more so at seven that evening we were at the homestead, Joe as usual met us at the gate, we both noted his wrists had leather cuffs with d rings and he was only wearing the briefest of leather posing pouches. He led us to the back of the house where Eve and Trevor where sitting at a pick-nick type bench, one of those with integral bench seats, where we all had a beer. Trevor wore just his swim suit, Eve was wearing her customary white blouse and blue skirt, and patty her yellow Spanish style top and a long flowing skirt in a saffron colour they both had black bra`s showing through the thin material knowing Trevor hated white undies!
As we sat Trevor sent Eve for some nibbles from the kitchen, and then boldly asked Patty had she enjoyed the lesbian scene more than the slavery. Blushing, she replied she had enjoyed both, the slavery had excited her, and now she wanted to experience more though she was more than a little scared, the lesbian thing she couldn`t make up her mind if it was the dominance of having a bound victim or if it was a true lesbian experience that had sent her over the edge.
Trevor`s answer was that she should stay the night with Eve and see if pure lesbianism was her thing or was it dominance that turned her on most. Eve returned, and he explained that Joe was to be punished as he had disobeyed the evening before in that he had joined us wanking over the women, when he had been told not to do so.
Joe was told to go and fetch a whip and to select one that would fit the crime. We cleared the table and on Joe`s return having presented Trevor with a cat of nine tails, we watched his master secure him over the end of the table presenting a backside that had obviously had some stripes and not too long ago at that. Patty and Eve stood to one side hand in hand as Trevor took the whip to his father, I began to take pictures, my camera capturing a look on the victim`s face that was a mixture of fear, pain and shear enjoyment. Five times the whip swung its fearful arc, each stroke leaving its red stripe across the clenched buttocks. Trevor passed the whip to Eve grunting the one word “five”
The whip again swung, more stripes, louder groans this time, Trevor took the whip passing it to Patty with the same instruction “five” I was surprised when Patty hefted the whip like someone born to inflict pain, Joes face now had lost the enjoyment factor, each stroke causing further pain as the thongs crossed earlier marks, tears began to run by the fourth stroke, and the fifth was shear agony
To my relief I was not invited to take a turn, Joe was released and taken to what I believed was a pile of soil with a pair of stakes one either side of it. Having removed his leather briefs. He was made to sit on the pile his cuffs attached to the stakes and a rope passed across his lap ensured he could not move more than a little. Trevor briefly stroked the man`s Penis with something I could not see he then had us remove ourselves to the table and we sat with a bottle of white wine, watching Joe who for some reason begin to twitch and writhe in obvious distress. I was told that I was to take more photographs, so I approached the bound man to find his genitals smothered by large black ants; Trevor had sat him on an ant heap and he had smothered the man with honey.
For some time, we sat watching Joe wriggling and twisting his body to try and avoid the irritation and the sting of the little pests before Trevor relented and released his victim. The ladies then having to spend some time picking the little black terrors from Joes nether regions, to his relief I have no doubt as his balls were a mass of small red bites and one was even in the eye of his uncircumcised penis. Seeing the look on our faces, a note from Eve said that it was worse for a woman, which made my Patty shudder and indicated to me that Eve had suffered on that fiendish ant hill at some point.
Trevor ushered us indoors asking Patty as he did, if she was wearing knickers he said he would not tolerate women who disrespected him enough to hide their sex from a man`s access.
I didn`t catch her reply, but he told her she was to go with Eve and get ready for the dungeon she, having seen the way Joe had been dealt with turned a shade paler then was whisked away by Eve before she could change her mind.
He took me into the sitting room, where he explained about Eve`s silence, she had he said had a throat cancer that had attacked her vocal chords, she could make noises but only on occasions of high excitement, He believed she was in recession and that one day the dreaded thing would return, and it would be terminal, hence his comment about having a picture or two while there was time.
Joe he said had always loved to be cuckolded and had worked away for months at a time so Eve, lonely mother that she was, had been easy meat for a manipulative young man like Trevor, who exploited her sub -tendency to the full.
Trevor had a good job, we would now say it was a pioneering job in I.T, and He worked from home for one of the bigger companies, so money was not a problem.
The ladies reappeared in housecoats and I suspected little else, both wore cuffs in leather with the obligatory D rings, a glance at their ankles revealed a second pair of cuffs snugly fitted to each leg.
Joe ushered them into the dungeon then Trevor and I followed each taking a seat in an armchair. The spotlights gave the whole room an strange glow, the whole place in darkness till each individual spotlight, controlled from a pad in the arm of Trevor`s throne like chair, each item in turn was illuminated, Patty slowly revolved while each different item was highlighted, it was not conducive to calming her nerves. My camera was by now on its third roll of film.
Joe appeared with a box and each woman and Joe too, was told to collect a red ball, a blue ball and a yellow ball from it, the box was now put away and a large black-board was pulled from the shadows by Joe. On the board there was a yellow section and a green section. In the yellow area was painted the major items of the dungeon, listed with its number, the lift was 1, the horse 2, the cross 3, and the pillory 4. Then in the green section there were only 5 boxes in just three categories (an A, three B`s and a C), A, marked giver, B, taker and C, watcher. Trevor explained that the red ball had a number on it all the numbers could only be read under black light such as we now use for fake bank-notes, he had the light. The number could be minutes or strokes dependent on the yellow result.
It was complicated but a fair system, and this strange game of chance heightened the tension a hundred-fold.
Joe stepped forward and presented his red ball a 10, Eve presented a 7 and Poor Patty, a 20, her eyes widened, next was the yellow, Joe presented the no 4 ball for the pillory, Eve the no I ball and patty the no 3. It all depended on the last ball, Eve and Joe presented a B ball each it was with a trembling hand Patty handed her red ball to Trevor. Who promptly refused to tell her what it showed
Patty was swiftly secured to the cross by Eve, Joe to the pillory by Patty instructed by Trevor and poor Eve was soon dangling from the lift by her enthusiastic son her feet not real y touching the ground. She was the first he dealt with, his little rubber cat swishing through the air and landing with a smack round her naked torso, she nodded her thanks second landed then a third and fourth all lovingly given thanks for in her own silent way, the fifth landed without a nod Eve not thanking her master so she got another. This time she thanked him vigorously and was soon lowered down and released.
Trevor moved on to Joe, “ten” he said, Joe nodded and the first lash soon hit him across the rump, a rump already marked from his punishment not 2 hours before, he tried bravely to bear the lashes’ but by 8 tears were falling, and his thanks were gasped rather than spoken, 9, swish smack “thank you sir” 10, poor Joe whispered his thanks then was released.
Slowly oh so slowly Trevor approached my Patty, his whip trailing on the floor we three held our breath, Patty put a brave face on her fears,” twenty” he said, she had been secured facing the other slaves and had seen every lash, she knew what they had suffered and that they were hardened to the feel of the whip, she knew she was a tender novice, her fear was palpable, suddenly his hand rose and he began to release her. A game girl to the end my Patty, she asked why he was releasing her as she had picked the balls herself, and was therefore due whatever the balls had said, the other two having taken their punishment why not her.
For an answer he said she had been up there 20 minutes, he then showed her the little red ball ....it was a letter C, the relief from her fears was sudden and dramatic Patty collapsed into Trevor`s arms.
“Time to take her home” he suggested “she is a brave woman, bring her again tomorrow night and she can stay with Eve; my slaves need a night off to recover!” I handed over the rolls of used film; Trevor knew someone in the business and promised us a set of prints. In silence we drove home, both wrapped in thought.
Patty, I delivered to the homestead at seven, me returning to the van straight away, we had not spoken of either the night before or the night to come both carefully avoiding it for some reason.
I spent the evening watching the box then spent a restless night, my mind racing about from one flight of the imagination to another, Patty`s fate being at the front of every thought. I was up early a bright day sun up, breakfast, the k**s being off on the beach by then, by 9 I was at the homestead, sitting at the bench table in the sun, Patty hand in hand with Eve having breakfast. Joe in attendance but no sign of Trevor who Joe said had “left yesterday for a meeting”
There was so much I needed to ask my wife, but this was not the right moment. Eve was scribbling away on her pad; she said she wished to make love to me,
I passed the note to Patty it was her turn to shrug; she rose took Joes hand and led him away to the second bedroom. That`s settled then! Eve and I kissed then together we took to her bed for a long morning, of gentle love-making no cameras no pain just good old-fashioned lust. By dinner our respective ardours quenched Patty and I took our leave of them promising to return for another evening
. Patty told me she knew I wanted a blow by blow account, so we lay on our bed and she told me of what she described as a wonderful night. Joe as usual had met her at the door as I saw when I left her, Trevor had left him instructions he said, and he had her undress, and secured her to Eve`s bed, the tables were now turned. Eve appeared naked except for the strap on which without any preamble she proceeded to give her a seeing too, with! Joe kept well out of the way she said, by late evening Eve had released her and as two lesbian ladies they had spent the rest of the night talking, in Eve`s case, by note, sleeping and making love. She said it was a fantastic experience, but that she had missed a man`s real Prick. Joe however had made up for that this morning, time and time again.
She became serious for a while saying “she wanted to come here again when the painting was finished, just us two, and stay at the homestead for a long weekend.”
I asked about the dungeon and she said that “she had overall enjoyed the experience but that she wished that she had had just a touch of Trevor`s treatment, as afterwards she had felt slightly cheated. Though she had no idea why she had felt like that and at the time her nerve`s had come near to snapping.”
She bit her lip; a sure sign there was something more on her mind.
Finally, she quietly said that” there was to be a special night tomorrow that she had agreed to hold Eves hand as Eve was going to commit her-self to Trevor by wearing his mark.” It took her some time to explain to me that To earn the right to hold Eves hand my beloved Patty had decided she was to be whipped.
Naturally I wanted to know why my beloved wife felt she needed to earn the right to hold her hand and why and how this beautiful lady was to wear a mark, expecting perhaps a piercing or the attachment of a ring in some vital organ or perhaps a tattoo. My blood ran cold when she quietly said “Eve was to be branded.”
There was a silence you could have cut with a knife, Patty said it was something Trevor had always wanted, and Eve had agreed, but with much fear and trembling believing it to be the ultimate she could give to her sexual master, bar her life, but she only would agree if only if Patty would hold her hands during the ultimate painful ceremony.
Patty herself felt the need to prove she was worthy of the honour, she further said “she wanted me to secure her for the whipping as a sign of my approving giving her-self to Trevor, and would I please also ask him to give her permission to ride the horse. Naively I thought she meant a real one perhaps naked and bareback in the field out back of the house. We made love in silence, both in awe of the commitment she had made to this way of life in just a week.
We packed up the van a bit as tomorrow we would be going home. The k**s having spent the day swimming and whatever else k**s do, my son again sister sitting though he did squeeze me for” a little more cash this time,” l laughed that “he was a chip off the old block!” but I still paid him the extra, I wasn’t going to miss this was I
By 7 we were driving up to the homestead,
My wife in her yellow Spanish shirt and black skirt once again, an old soft tracksuit in the back of the car just in case, her face a mask that hid her real feelings. Joe met us as usual and we sat at the table for a white wine, Joe had lit a barbeque and had heaped up the coals the handle of what looked like a poker sticking from the coals which we all carefully avoided looking at. Trevor then quietly handed me the set of holiday snaps to beat all holiday snaps, copies of all I had taken, which I loaded in the car after a quick glance. He then suggested we go indoors for a while and we went into the front room
Patty gave me a nod and haltingly I explained to Trevor that to earn the right to hold Eve`s hand ,she had a wish to be whipped hard, further that as a penance, she also wanted to take a ride on the horse” after the marking, we would leave, our holiday over and that in a month or so we would be returning, with the painting when she hoped to be allowed to stay for a whole weekend and to be young Trevor`s plaything, she would take the following week of work to recover if that was what it needed, but she wanted to be used in whatever way he wished…!
He sat for a moment in silence at that, He then kissed Patty, before explaining that he “would be more than honoured to have her body for the weekend and he hoped she would enjoy being his plaything and would go away well used… he would look forward to it more than she could know He said she was welcome to the whip today or any-day!” he went on that she really ought to ride the horse first today, as she… well we, would see why later. He then led her, and us all, to the dungeon. Joe pulled the box from the cupboard and My beloved, Patty, my staid and lovely wife of all this time, slowly and very deliberately picking a red ball her eyes never leaving mine. Which she handed it to Trevor, and he asked for a second, this she also passed to him, she was then asked to select one of the two which she did, it was a 20. He nodded then bade her “STRIP”
One item of clothing at a time her shaking hands removed, till her nervously sweating, glistening body was revealed, Joe mean-while busied himself with a contraption I had not seen before hidden as it was in the corner under a sheet. He placed it under the lift. It consisted of a pair of posts with a rope passing over Pulleys set in the top of each, the rope`s, were attached to either end of a bar that ran from one post to the other, rather like a rugby goal post`s Except that the cross bar moved up and down and the bar was a thin triangular beam. Two ordinary bricks completed the ensemble which Joe placed parallel, centrally either side of the bar.
Trevor led Patty to the bar and bid her straddle it on the bricks; her wrists were now placed in cuffs clipped to the lift and her weight taken by the lift until she was on her flat feet. each end of the bar was then raised till the tip of the triangle just touched Patty`s sex, Trevor gently taking much care, that it passed between her flaps.
He then removed the bricks.
With a groan her whole weight came on, she pulled up on the arms in an effort to release herself from the pressure on her soft inner self, her toes just touching the floor helped considerably, but it was obvious that she could not sustain the position for long. Her eyes glanced at the wall clock, and Trevor pointed at the time whispering the single word “twenty”. Her face drained of colour. The clock`s minute finger jerked on with a loud tick, taunting her. After a few long minutes she began to lower her body to rest on that awful bar, the pain must have been intense as she was soon pulling on her arms once more, the clock continued its way, slowly, regularly, tick, tick, we were all transfixed by the sound and Patty`s pain, tick, tick, she began to wimper, a quiet sound like a puppy, tick, tick, she moved her weight in an effort to ease the numbing pain, tick, tick, up on her toes, cramp in her calves, tick, tick, Trevor ever the sadist called “TEN” his voice echoing round the little chamber, as we stood in silence, beads of sweat broke out on her forehead, tick, move again to ease the calf pain, tick,.... tick, unable to stay in that position she lowered her body, her sex taking all her weight, tick,... tick , Trevor`s voice cut the silence,” FIVE” TICK, tears coursing down her face, her whimper’s louder now TICK, another move, her body racked with sobs which added to her misery by shaking that bar which seemed to be cutting into her, TICK, she willed the clock to move on, she knew she would have to suffer the whip next TICK, “make it end,” she moaned , “please please make it end”... the final TICK,.... willing hands replaced the bricks others released the ropes holding the bar she slumped in her cuffs her sex throbbing as never before. Tears of pain and relief still were coursing down her face. Trevor had Joe remove the horse and then the bricks, lifting his victim six inches from the floor, her arms taking her full weight. Then Trevor came to her with the black light and the last red ball, through her tears she saw she had been lucky she had drawn just a four.
He asked her who was to strike the blows and her voice a whisper she, she said “all of you”, her arms looked as though they would be soon wrenched from their sockets, as Joe swung the first blow, the cat whistled and with a smack the thongs wrapped themselves round her tummy, leaving red lines, he passed Trevor the cat and a second blow wrapped itself round her body, which jerked in some pain, a pattern of red stripes showing on her pale skin. Eve cast the next which hit on her buttocks jerking her body wildly, I was last, , the weight of the cat strange in my hand, Patty raising her chin in an obvious message to me, she knew me well, I aimed at her breasts my playthings, my fetish, she knew I would, the cat swung and I felt the thongs strike her, a surge of power coursing through me like a tidal wave and I knew in an instant that I would be doing that again such was the adrenaline rush, her body jerking like a puppet on a string., as I let her down and she staggered to the arm chair near to tears. Joe collected her clothes taking them out to the car for her. Once she had composed herself, and climbed into the track suit we moved outside.
Eve, without hesitation and without even a glance in the direction of the glowing barbeque, removed her housecoat walked to the table then lay face down on the wooden surface, Patty facing her from the other end of the top took her hands and Joe passed a wide strap over her back then more thinner straps round each leg and each ankle.
Totally secure as she had requested, she waited my camera was now in use capturing every move every flicker of her eye. No words had been said, till Trevor, approached, looked deep into Eve`s eyes and asked if she was sure. She nodded a positive, “Yes master”;
The fire was out of her line of sight, though our faces must have telegraphed their message of horror as Joe removed from the fire a yellow, hot glowing brand, a capital T, which he instantly plunged onto his wife`s right buttock her body convulsing hugely and involuntarily against her bonds and a scream came from her tortured throat that surprised us all. The iron was gone in a matter of seconds, blood dripped from patty`s hands where the tormented woman`s fingernails had involuntarily dug into her flesh. It was over. Eve lay limp on the table and as we removed her straps, a pain spray then a salve was applied with a clean dressing. Patty gave Eve a kiss, then straightened and hobbled to the car Leaving Eve to Joe`s tender care, we returned to the van.
We left in the morning Patty bruised and stiff, to return to our suburban life style, in my garden shed studio, I now spent every waking hour I had to spare, painting, not one but a series of four oil on canvas painting`s, Eve on the cross, Eve with patty on the step of the homestead, Joe and Eve in the sand dunes and the last and largest of Trevor and Eve, he with his cat in hand and Eve proudly showing her striped backside on which I had placed the letter T not that I had seen the brand but I knew where it was placed and even I could imagine it`s look.
Sherry
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