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37. a visit to a favourite lady
It had taken a couple of years as scribe to dawn before I was asked to visit her. She had expressed the desire to allow me to in her words “pay her back for the buggering about while she was in America, the orient and other places round the globe.”
Let me tell you the tale, she and I met on line through a mutual friend. Her name is not Dawn but I use it as a name partly to save her embarrassment and partly as with her job it`s safer not to broadcast that you enjoy things sexual.
On the side of things sexual she has a husband who I count as a friend, he is a cuckold, I am her scribe, and the next best thing to her cuck as well and she has a master. She lives on one side of a major town in Oxfordshire, her master in a village about 12 miles hence. She is his sub and loves being humiliated and caned by her master, in fact when home, most weekends she stays overnight with him.
Anyway these last few months she has been away for her job. During that time her faithful scribe has waited for her notes of the last tryst with her master, and he and her husband have tried to keep her spirits up She being prone to bouts of home sickness, or perhaps master with-drawl who knows, it has been a long six months believe me.
Now me I`m fairly old, married, but infatuated with this minx of a woman, and she enjoys knowing that.
We have never met in the flesh, and she at the moment we are talking about felt guilty of neglecting both her husband and I. so it was a surprise and delight to receive a question from her as to what I would do if given the chance to misuse her body as recompense.
God almighty I`m an author of sexual tales, should be a breeze you may think. Invent something.
Now believe it or not that`s not so easy as may be thought as basically I would hate to damage her lovely body. Oh its easy if it`s some lady in a fantasy, just out with a whip/cane/tawse/or ruler and bingo thwack, thwack, thwack and bingo a story but hold on to the handle of a cane with your favourite fantasy in front of you and it`s a different thing especially if she`s a pretty young thing and all you wish to do is to caress her and enjoy her in reality. Knowing you are a 100 years older than her and are really trying to impress yourself your still capable even if it`s one of them there fantasies.
Anyway I wrote a scenario and sent it to her and she came back and said if I could be there on Saturday morning she would accommodate me and I could do whatever I had said till Sunday. And then went on to say she was off till Wednesday and wanted to be incapable of sitting down till Tuesday.
Oh bugger, reality struck big time. Her master was away all weekend, my wife was away till Monday, and I had no sensible excuse not to go and do what she requested.
I can hear you all sitting saying “go on I would,” and “what`s he waiting for” but I`ve not cheated on the wife in 30 years or more and it seemed well just plain wrong.
Anyway after a lot of soul searching I decided to go, at my age a chance just to be with a really good looking lady is not to be sniffed at and I may never have another chance, plus of course my own lady at home has not quite withdrawn sex completely but it`s a near thing with her medications so my balls get a tinge of blue now and then and it ain`t cold.
So I arrived in the town, and not being a user of them satnav efforts it took a little finding, me living 100 miles north. The house was in a side street on a smart housing estate. I locked the motor and knocked the door with butterflies doing loop the loops. Her husband answered, and before I spoke he invited me in saying Eddy I presume.
By now I was in the tidy hallway, it would have been ok if I was the Boston strangler! We shook hands and he said “she is out and won`t be in till Three we are to have a pot of tea , get to know one another then carry out her instructions she has left in envelope`s on the table.
I was a little disappointed, not to find her waiting my eager ministrations.
He showed me my room and I dumped my overnight bag, stopped for a pee in the good sized bathroom, and then sat me down in an armchair with a pot of tea. We chatted for a while about being her cuckold, telling me about some of the things she had done and the tea drunk he suggested we did whatever it was she had instructed then we could have another brew while we waited.
He opened his first, a plain white envelope, holding just a single sheet of paper and typed on it;
Place a dining chair in our living room place a cushion on it as you are going to be there a very long time, attach a rope to each leg and a longer one to the back legs.
Then do the same with ropes to the table legs and leave a gag for him to fit and pegs if he wishes for my nipples.
Run my bath for three, you know the temperature and which oils to use. Lay out my clothing, giving him the choice of which for me to wear.
We will go out at five, we will be eating at Rickie`s, you will pay all expenses and book taxis ect.
Wear your casuals and under them your anklets and wristlets. Before you leave you will select a number of canes for Edd to choose two to use.
On return you will lead me to the bedroom, fit my anklets and wristlets then use the toilet, Edd will then take over I will wait till you are secured, and he may discipline me as the instructions. Do anything wrong as its Eddy`s night and you will be in chastity the whole night,.
You will be sitting there till he has finished with me or 9 am whichever comes first, when you may clean me, so don’t expect mercy.
He seemed to accept that as something like normal, and then gave me my envelope.
My fingers shook as I opened it, again typed mine said;
Eddy I feel guilty, and you have come a long way to do my wishes. But if you don’t do as I say at the start, you`ll have travelled in vain and it`s on your bike and he will be in chastity for a month be warned.
He will bathe me and you will have chosen what clothes etc, he will dress me and we shall go eat, he will pay, then we return home.
He will lead me to the bedroom and fit my anklets and wristlets before empting himself. You will secure him to the kitchen chair in a spot where he can see the table.
You will then fetch me and, you will remove my clothing all of it, before we go down to our makeshift dungeon.
You will secure me to the table; the direction is up to you wherever you feel you can get most swing at my backside.
Fit a ball gag, and if you wish pegs to my nipples
Using the first choice of the canes, you will then give me 8 cuts of the cane on my buttocks they are to be as evenly spaced as possible and as hard as you can manage regardless of the marks or the screams or tears.
After that we shall make love either still in the kitchen or upstairs in his marital bed or both if you so wish, tomorrow you will have me again then release him laying me again on the table for him to clean.
We then take breakfast you two cooking, washing up and clearing the table before securing me again
Between you, you must strike my arse alternately with a second cane till you judge I won`t be able to sit for Monday and perhaps Tuesday, you may use my body one more time while I am still secure then you may leave me to him to nurse and enjoy and my penance will be over.
No long goodbyes please
Together we placed the ropes as instructed, it was all too surreal to me, and to him it seemed to be, well not normal but perhaps erotic.
He placed the ball gag smiling and saying “don’t want to upset the neighbours!” then selected a number of whippy canes which I eyed suspiciously. He must have read my worried mind;”you just strike hard and well and it will soon be over!” he went on she is a wonderful partner in bed and we need to do just what she wants’ or I will be in chastity for weeks and you on your way home tonight or worse cast into the darkness.
He laughed then brewed tea again.
I reminded him of the bath and the clothes, and together we mounted the stairs tea in hand. The taps ran, and while the bath was filling he showed me her wardrobe. I selected black lace undies; hold up nylons, a pencil skirt, and a silky blouse with high heels and a black fur coat.
We lay them out on her bed. He added the bath oils she had requested and we returned to the living room confident we were ready.
Promptly at three we heard the key in the lock. We were off!
She arrived kissed him, then me, introducing herself as Dawn and eyeing me up and down as we had never met before.
She was just as I imagined her, just like the pictures, which is not always the case on hamster I understand.
She stood about 5 ft 6 tall, not huge at the top but nice and well proportioned though perhaps just a b cup of about 32. She had a nice smile, belying what she had instructed me, well us, to do for her or to her and that was sort of gobsmacking to me.
Anyway by now her bath was ready, so she told me to watch the telly and went off to bathe.
An hour passed butterflies again; her voice rang out for him to help her.
He later told me he dried her with a big fluffy towel, dusting her with fine talc, then laying her on the bed to shave her body knowing it was for me, dusted again he helped her dress, she saying she was impressed with my choice when she came down.
Prompt at 5 the taxi arrived, he in the front his wife and I in the back. Off we went, to the restaurant where we enjoyed an evening of good food, and drink.
The waiters fawning round her, no doubt she had been here before, her master usually leaving his trademark, her knickers!
She looked at me and I suggested that perhaps the usual tip would be appropriate. She stood and slithered away to the toilets, returning with knickers in hand and presenting them to me. I folded them damp though they were and placed them beside my plate.
The taxi was sent for and home we rode.
He unlocked the house, ushering us indoors. She stood and I relieved her of her jacket.
He took her hand and led her up to their bedroom, after a short time he appeared and went into the bathroom calling me from hovering at the stair bottom.
I heard the toilet flush and after a moment, he appeared naked, he led the way to the chair positioned in the kitchen and I secured the four cuffs his hands behind the chair and his back. I asked if he was as comfortable as he could be and could he see. He affirmed his comfort and view and then said “she will be waiting”
I went up those stairs like a shot from a gun, in the bedroom I found her sitting on the bed waiting me.
Leather cuffs in black at ankles and wrists, she had used the toilet, I could hear it flushing, she stood for me and I asked her if “she still wanted to go through with this, perhaps at the back of my spinning mind I hoped she would say no and just take me to bed!”
She kissed me, then steadily gazed at me and said “she was quite sure!”
With shaking fingers I undid the blouse, it slid from her wrists like oiled silk, her breasts pale against the black lace platform. I kissed the nipples as I slid the straps from her shoulders. Then I wrapped my arms around her small frame to unclip the bra.
Oh those tits. Fabulous alabaster in the soft bedside light topped with glace` cherries. Though I`ve a short memory, I by this time was a stiff as I can ever remember, near painfully so.
I am no Adonis, or Mr Atlas, I`m old paunchy and tall, my old dick measures just six inches, and I am nothing special, but this woman had me feeling like I was casenover, no wife even shadowed the horizon, no guilt, and no shadows just the knowledge that I needed this woman. If she wanted pain and it meant I should have this woman then that`s what she would get in aces.
The leather skirt fell from her body, she was naked, no stockings he had removed them to fit the cuffs, no hair again he had removed it all for me, wow what a thought, for me!
She took my proffered hand, except for affirming her willingness she said not a word. We descended the stairs, her face a mask of perhaps excitement, perhaps fear, perhaps expectation; I didn’t know her well enough to tell. We came into the kitchen his eyes instantly fixed on her`s, I led her to the side furthest from him, saying that they could watch one another better from this side.
She shuffled up to the table spread her legs and stood as I secured her ankles.
That task finished I picked up the pegs, held them before her eyes and waited, her nod told me what her lips did not.
I cupped her breast, opened the pegs jaw and tenderly allowed it to bite on that cherry. Seconds past and again the other breast was adorned, her eyes closed for a second as the pain took hold, I placed the hand on her back and she bent forward, the table perfect in height for her.
I slipped the ball gag round her neck, and she began to dribble almost immediately, her eyes and his locked in silent contact as her chin drooped to the tabletop.
By now I was in the role, I could have been the inquisitor, doctor death, the b**st of Belsen all rolled into one, I could have lost control, neither Dawn or her hubby able to stop me, this really unknown from the midlands, but being me I hesitated removing my clothes to play for time perhaps.
I looked for the canes found one that seemed pliable. Then I looked at him knowing he could speak, “you count” he nodded “is she ready?” another nod so I swung that cane at the target. WHACK the woman jerked in her bonds, eyes bulged and the line appeared in red.
A dry throated call of “one”
Again the swing the cane whistling as it passed, WHACK another stroke, her body straining in the bindings, tears in her eyes now, head shaking with the pain. “Two” the voice called
Tramlines now across the white cheeks, the third swang down, WHACK, the body jerked, tears now falling head shaking fingers clawing at the table edge, “Three” the voice tolled,
By now my resolve was crumbling fast, my hand shook as I swung again. WHACK a muffled scream this time, tears fell, her face smothered in wet rivulets. “Four”
The fifth landed a little skewed, WHACK tears were falling from all three of us now as the stroke struck, she with the pain us with the emotion, the voice of my recorder now near a sob, her body arching in terrible pain, the scream muffled by the gag but echoing round the room.
I hesitated, the voice echoed round that kitchen, “just another three, go on Edd or don’t you want her, even to chat and me to end up in that cage.”
In a daze I swung again WHACK, the scream raised a decibel, my eardrums reverberating, my eyes wet as the stripe appeared, and the voice in a trance now called “six”
Another swing, it was involuntarily perhaps, not quite so hard, SPLAT, instantly she glared at me, and the voice said “again.”
“Shit”... I did it again, this time with a full chat swing
WHACK a lovely sound to me now she screamed again, “seven”
Woohoo` thank god for that, just one more quickly now,
Another swing WHACK, her scream pathetic now high ecstatic, even his voice sounded relived “eight sir, thank you so much sir”
I looked down my prick was hard as a bar, cum dripping over my feet, at some time my balls had emptied without my noticing, so concentrated had I been on my task.
I removed the gag; she was sobbing hard gasping for air,
I asked if she was all right, she nodded so I slid myself into her wet and running slot, two strokes that`s all it took, her guts flooding the heat from the stripes burning against my skin. I slid from her them spread cold cream from a pot on the counter onto her wounds, released the ropes she stood stretching as I folded my clothes.
She kissed him, said goodnight then together we went upstairs, turning out his light as we went but leaving the door open so he could hear his wife groaning.
Me I was like a 20 year old, I knew this was my last great stand in all probability, we slid into bed, gently we made love, her thanking me for finishing the task, and I was still unable to believe my luck!
The night was fantastic, I won`t bore you with an old man`s tale, I managed perhaps twice more, the latter hard work! I slept like a man possessed. We came down at 9 am.
We released him and he bolted for the bathroom his legs crossed, he returned, by the time the kettle was on.
She lay again over the table, I took her again, morning wood or real stiffy she got one more filling.
We cooked her breakfast, she sat on his cushion, I dressed and fetched down my bag, we cleared the dishes washed up and she took her place over the table end yet again, we secured her then taking a cane each I again asked if she was sure, her whispered yes please sealed her fate.
We began to strike lightly as compared with last night another dozen light strokes, no gag this time knowing her neighbours were at church, shouts, screams and tears rang round the room, hubby never having tried punishing his wife before working at it as was I for the ladies joy. Though I could develop the taste, I kissed her tear sodden face thanked her from the bottom of my soul then left him to deal with her painful arse.
I was way too tired to have her again, turning out onto the motorway feeling well, like a new if tired man, another one ticked off my bucket list
It had taken a couple of years as scribe to dawn before I was asked to visit her. She had expressed the desire to allow me to in her words “pay her back for the buggering about while she was in America, the orient and other places round the globe.”
Let me tell you the tale, she and I met on line through a mutual friend. Her name is not Dawn but I use it as a name partly to save her embarrassment and partly as with her job it`s safer not to broadcast that you enjoy things sexual.
On the side of things sexual she has a husband who I count as a friend, he is a cuckold, I am her scribe, and the next best thing to her cuck as well and she has a master. She lives on one side of a major town in Oxfordshire, her master in a village about 12 miles hence. She is his sub and loves being humiliated and caned by her master, in fact when home, most weekends she stays overnight with him.
Anyway these last few months she has been away for her job. During that time her faithful scribe has waited for her notes of the last tryst with her master, and he and her husband have tried to keep her spirits up She being prone to bouts of home sickness, or perhaps master with-drawl who knows, it has been a long six months believe me.
Now me I`m fairly old, married, but infatuated with this minx of a woman, and she enjoys knowing that.
We have never met in the flesh, and she at the moment we are talking about felt guilty of neglecting both her husband and I. so it was a surprise and delight to receive a question from her as to what I would do if given the chance to misuse her body as recompense.
God almighty I`m an author of sexual tales, should be a breeze you may think. Invent something.
Now believe it or not that`s not so easy as may be thought as basically I would hate to damage her lovely body. Oh its easy if it`s some lady in a fantasy, just out with a whip/cane/tawse/or ruler and bingo thwack, thwack, thwack and bingo a story but hold on to the handle of a cane with your favourite fantasy in front of you and it`s a different thing especially if she`s a pretty young thing and all you wish to do is to caress her and enjoy her in reality. Knowing you are a 100 years older than her and are really trying to impress yourself your still capable even if it`s one of them there fantasies.
Anyway I wrote a scenario and sent it to her and she came back and said if I could be there on Saturday morning she would accommodate me and I could do whatever I had said till Sunday. And then went on to say she was off till Wednesday and wanted to be incapable of sitting down till Tuesday.
Oh bugger, reality struck big time. Her master was away all weekend, my wife was away till Monday, and I had no sensible excuse not to go and do what she requested.
I can hear you all sitting saying “go on I would,” and “what`s he waiting for” but I`ve not cheated on the wife in 30 years or more and it seemed well just plain wrong.
Anyway after a lot of soul searching I decided to go, at my age a chance just to be with a really good looking lady is not to be sniffed at and I may never have another chance, plus of course my own lady at home has not quite withdrawn sex completely but it`s a near thing with her medications so my balls get a tinge of blue now and then and it ain`t cold.
So I arrived in the town, and not being a user of them satnav efforts it took a little finding, me living 100 miles north. The house was in a side street on a smart housing estate. I locked the motor and knocked the door with butterflies doing loop the loops. Her husband answered, and before I spoke he invited me in saying Eddy I presume.
By now I was in the tidy hallway, it would have been ok if I was the Boston strangler! We shook hands and he said “she is out and won`t be in till Three we are to have a pot of tea , get to know one another then carry out her instructions she has left in envelope`s on the table.
I was a little disappointed, not to find her waiting my eager ministrations.
He showed me my room and I dumped my overnight bag, stopped for a pee in the good sized bathroom, and then sat me down in an armchair with a pot of tea. We chatted for a while about being her cuckold, telling me about some of the things she had done and the tea drunk he suggested we did whatever it was she had instructed then we could have another brew while we waited.
He opened his first, a plain white envelope, holding just a single sheet of paper and typed on it;
Place a dining chair in our living room place a cushion on it as you are going to be there a very long time, attach a rope to each leg and a longer one to the back legs.
Then do the same with ropes to the table legs and leave a gag for him to fit and pegs if he wishes for my nipples.
Run my bath for three, you know the temperature and which oils to use. Lay out my clothing, giving him the choice of which for me to wear.
We will go out at five, we will be eating at Rickie`s, you will pay all expenses and book taxis ect.
Wear your casuals and under them your anklets and wristlets. Before you leave you will select a number of canes for Edd to choose two to use.
On return you will lead me to the bedroom, fit my anklets and wristlets then use the toilet, Edd will then take over I will wait till you are secured, and he may discipline me as the instructions. Do anything wrong as its Eddy`s night and you will be in chastity the whole night,.
You will be sitting there till he has finished with me or 9 am whichever comes first, when you may clean me, so don’t expect mercy.
He seemed to accept that as something like normal, and then gave me my envelope.
My fingers shook as I opened it, again typed mine said;
Eddy I feel guilty, and you have come a long way to do my wishes. But if you don’t do as I say at the start, you`ll have travelled in vain and it`s on your bike and he will be in chastity for a month be warned.
He will bathe me and you will have chosen what clothes etc, he will dress me and we shall go eat, he will pay, then we return home.
He will lead me to the bedroom and fit my anklets and wristlets before empting himself. You will secure him to the kitchen chair in a spot where he can see the table.
You will then fetch me and, you will remove my clothing all of it, before we go down to our makeshift dungeon.
You will secure me to the table; the direction is up to you wherever you feel you can get most swing at my backside.
Fit a ball gag, and if you wish pegs to my nipples
Using the first choice of the canes, you will then give me 8 cuts of the cane on my buttocks they are to be as evenly spaced as possible and as hard as you can manage regardless of the marks or the screams or tears.
After that we shall make love either still in the kitchen or upstairs in his marital bed or both if you so wish, tomorrow you will have me again then release him laying me again on the table for him to clean.
We then take breakfast you two cooking, washing up and clearing the table before securing me again
Between you, you must strike my arse alternately with a second cane till you judge I won`t be able to sit for Monday and perhaps Tuesday, you may use my body one more time while I am still secure then you may leave me to him to nurse and enjoy and my penance will be over.
No long goodbyes please
Together we placed the ropes as instructed, it was all too surreal to me, and to him it seemed to be, well not normal but perhaps erotic.
He placed the ball gag smiling and saying “don’t want to upset the neighbours!” then selected a number of whippy canes which I eyed suspiciously. He must have read my worried mind;”you just strike hard and well and it will soon be over!” he went on she is a wonderful partner in bed and we need to do just what she wants’ or I will be in chastity for weeks and you on your way home tonight or worse cast into the darkness.
He laughed then brewed tea again.
I reminded him of the bath and the clothes, and together we mounted the stairs tea in hand. The taps ran, and while the bath was filling he showed me her wardrobe. I selected black lace undies; hold up nylons, a pencil skirt, and a silky blouse with high heels and a black fur coat.
We lay them out on her bed. He added the bath oils she had requested and we returned to the living room confident we were ready.
Promptly at three we heard the key in the lock. We were off!
She arrived kissed him, then me, introducing herself as Dawn and eyeing me up and down as we had never met before.
She was just as I imagined her, just like the pictures, which is not always the case on hamster I understand.
She stood about 5 ft 6 tall, not huge at the top but nice and well proportioned though perhaps just a b cup of about 32. She had a nice smile, belying what she had instructed me, well us, to do for her or to her and that was sort of gobsmacking to me.
Anyway by now her bath was ready, so she told me to watch the telly and went off to bathe.
An hour passed butterflies again; her voice rang out for him to help her.
He later told me he dried her with a big fluffy towel, dusting her with fine talc, then laying her on the bed to shave her body knowing it was for me, dusted again he helped her dress, she saying she was impressed with my choice when she came down.
Prompt at 5 the taxi arrived, he in the front his wife and I in the back. Off we went, to the restaurant where we enjoyed an evening of good food, and drink.
The waiters fawning round her, no doubt she had been here before, her master usually leaving his trademark, her knickers!
She looked at me and I suggested that perhaps the usual tip would be appropriate. She stood and slithered away to the toilets, returning with knickers in hand and presenting them to me. I folded them damp though they were and placed them beside my plate.
The taxi was sent for and home we rode.
He unlocked the house, ushering us indoors. She stood and I relieved her of her jacket.
He took her hand and led her up to their bedroom, after a short time he appeared and went into the bathroom calling me from hovering at the stair bottom.
I heard the toilet flush and after a moment, he appeared naked, he led the way to the chair positioned in the kitchen and I secured the four cuffs his hands behind the chair and his back. I asked if he was as comfortable as he could be and could he see. He affirmed his comfort and view and then said “she will be waiting”
I went up those stairs like a shot from a gun, in the bedroom I found her sitting on the bed waiting me.
Leather cuffs in black at ankles and wrists, she had used the toilet, I could hear it flushing, she stood for me and I asked her if “she still wanted to go through with this, perhaps at the back of my spinning mind I hoped she would say no and just take me to bed!”
She kissed me, then steadily gazed at me and said “she was quite sure!”
With shaking fingers I undid the blouse, it slid from her wrists like oiled silk, her breasts pale against the black lace platform. I kissed the nipples as I slid the straps from her shoulders. Then I wrapped my arms around her small frame to unclip the bra.
Oh those tits. Fabulous alabaster in the soft bedside light topped with glace` cherries. Though I`ve a short memory, I by this time was a stiff as I can ever remember, near painfully so.
I am no Adonis, or Mr Atlas, I`m old paunchy and tall, my old dick measures just six inches, and I am nothing special, but this woman had me feeling like I was casenover, no wife even shadowed the horizon, no guilt, and no shadows just the knowledge that I needed this woman. If she wanted pain and it meant I should have this woman then that`s what she would get in aces.
The leather skirt fell from her body, she was naked, no stockings he had removed them to fit the cuffs, no hair again he had removed it all for me, wow what a thought, for me!
She took my proffered hand, except for affirming her willingness she said not a word. We descended the stairs, her face a mask of perhaps excitement, perhaps fear, perhaps expectation; I didn’t know her well enough to tell. We came into the kitchen his eyes instantly fixed on her`s, I led her to the side furthest from him, saying that they could watch one another better from this side.
She shuffled up to the table spread her legs and stood as I secured her ankles.
That task finished I picked up the pegs, held them before her eyes and waited, her nod told me what her lips did not.
I cupped her breast, opened the pegs jaw and tenderly allowed it to bite on that cherry. Seconds past and again the other breast was adorned, her eyes closed for a second as the pain took hold, I placed the hand on her back and she bent forward, the table perfect in height for her.
I slipped the ball gag round her neck, and she began to dribble almost immediately, her eyes and his locked in silent contact as her chin drooped to the tabletop.
By now I was in the role, I could have been the inquisitor, doctor death, the b**st of Belsen all rolled into one, I could have lost control, neither Dawn or her hubby able to stop me, this really unknown from the midlands, but being me I hesitated removing my clothes to play for time perhaps.
I looked for the canes found one that seemed pliable. Then I looked at him knowing he could speak, “you count” he nodded “is she ready?” another nod so I swung that cane at the target. WHACK the woman jerked in her bonds, eyes bulged and the line appeared in red.
A dry throated call of “one”
Again the swing the cane whistling as it passed, WHACK another stroke, her body straining in the bindings, tears in her eyes now, head shaking with the pain. “Two” the voice called
Tramlines now across the white cheeks, the third swang down, WHACK, the body jerked, tears now falling head shaking fingers clawing at the table edge, “Three” the voice tolled,
By now my resolve was crumbling fast, my hand shook as I swung again. WHACK a muffled scream this time, tears fell, her face smothered in wet rivulets. “Four”
The fifth landed a little skewed, WHACK tears were falling from all three of us now as the stroke struck, she with the pain us with the emotion, the voice of my recorder now near a sob, her body arching in terrible pain, the scream muffled by the gag but echoing round the room.
I hesitated, the voice echoed round that kitchen, “just another three, go on Edd or don’t you want her, even to chat and me to end up in that cage.”
In a daze I swung again WHACK, the scream raised a decibel, my eardrums reverberating, my eyes wet as the stripe appeared, and the voice in a trance now called “six”
Another swing, it was involuntarily perhaps, not quite so hard, SPLAT, instantly she glared at me, and the voice said “again.”
“Shit”... I did it again, this time with a full chat swing
WHACK a lovely sound to me now she screamed again, “seven”
Woohoo` thank god for that, just one more quickly now,
Another swing WHACK, her scream pathetic now high ecstatic, even his voice sounded relived “eight sir, thank you so much sir”
I looked down my prick was hard as a bar, cum dripping over my feet, at some time my balls had emptied without my noticing, so concentrated had I been on my task.
I removed the gag; she was sobbing hard gasping for air,
I asked if she was all right, she nodded so I slid myself into her wet and running slot, two strokes that`s all it took, her guts flooding the heat from the stripes burning against my skin. I slid from her them spread cold cream from a pot on the counter onto her wounds, released the ropes she stood stretching as I folded my clothes.
She kissed him, said goodnight then together we went upstairs, turning out his light as we went but leaving the door open so he could hear his wife groaning.
Me I was like a 20 year old, I knew this was my last great stand in all probability, we slid into bed, gently we made love, her thanking me for finishing the task, and I was still unable to believe my luck!
The night was fantastic, I won`t bore you with an old man`s tale, I managed perhaps twice more, the latter hard work! I slept like a man possessed. We came down at 9 am.
We released him and he bolted for the bathroom his legs crossed, he returned, by the time the kettle was on.
She lay again over the table, I took her again, morning wood or real stiffy she got one more filling.
We cooked her breakfast, she sat on his cushion, I dressed and fetched down my bag, we cleared the dishes washed up and she took her place over the table end yet again, we secured her then taking a cane each I again asked if she was sure, her whispered yes please sealed her fate.
We began to strike lightly as compared with last night another dozen light strokes, no gag this time knowing her neighbours were at church, shouts, screams and tears rang round the room, hubby never having tried punishing his wife before working at it as was I for the ladies joy. Though I could develop the taste, I kissed her tear sodden face thanked her from the bottom of my soul then left him to deal with her painful arse.
I was way too tired to have her again, turning out onto the motorway feeling well, like a new if tired man, another one ticked off my bucket list
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