"Yes I think it was the party that did it. At first it was terrible but as it went on I could block the pain and turn it to excitement. Endomorphins must arise kind of like the high you get from running just as you think you can't take another step."
It suddenly occurred to me that he was being cheated. I had fantastic orgasms while he must be aching from the need to cum. I rolled over and unzipped his pants to take out his hard dick. It seemed deliciously depraved to be sucking his dick while he was fully clothed. He added to my feeling by talking all the way to orgasm saying, "That's right bitch. Lick the head. Now take it all down your throat you cunt."
Rather than being offended I just felt that being a bitch or cunt was appropriate for my slave status. My only self respect remained in my beauty and courage. In any other way I felt worthless and fully dependent on him. Just as I was confident that no other girl would suffer for him as I would I also realized that any other man would seem like a wimp next to him and that I could never have a so-called "Normal" relationship.
For the next few days I was left home to heal since my welts could be seen through my sexy clothes and he did not want me covered. I loved looking at the welts and cuts that proved my courage and stayed naked so I could look at myself in mirrors. Just looking at them excited him too so we had sex every night but there was no way I could get a great orgasm with normal sex alone. Before I was healed he had to go on a business trip. I was disappointed I could not go with him but he reminded me that we would not be able to have satisfactory sex in hotel rooms.
In a few days I was desperate to have an orgasm.
The next day I heard a truck coming up our driveway. Naturally I was naked so I just threw on a robe to see who it was. There were two muscular men. The driver said he was there to install the device Joe had bought at the leather store.
I watched in curiosity and excitement as they bolted the "X" frame together and imagined myself being whipped on it.
The driver must have sensed my excitement when they had it standing because he said, "This is meant to be custom fitted. Can we attach you to it so we can see how wide the legs should be?"
That seemed reasonable although it was a little embarrassing that they knew it was meant for me.
I went over to it while the bottom legs were fairly close together and let them put on the manacles to hold me to the frame.
When I was securely manacled he said, "Let me know when it feels right."
They began pulling the base timbers apart to spread my legs. I knew that this was causing the front of my robe to open exposing my legs but by then I was too excited to care. When I felt the muscles in my inner thighs get taut I panted excitedly, "That feels far enough."
To my surprise and excitement he felt my inner thighs then said, "Yes they are nice and hard. Let's check your stomach."
He opened my robe! I was suddenly naked and he was feeling my stomach. I know I should have protested but I just moaned. He grinned at me and said, "Your tummy should be tighter. Ed, tighten the ropes to her arms."
I knew now that all this was unnecessary. Joe could have made the adjustments himself but I was much too excited to care.
Ed tightened the ropes till my stomach was tight then the driver said, "I think that is about right. Ed. Check it out."
Ed walked to my front and felt my stomach then slapped it with his palm. I yelped and felt my clit twinge. Then he grabbed my breasts and pulled and twisted them finishing with hard pinches to my nipples. I began to pant with excitement.
He said, Her Tits could be a little tighter then went behind me to tighten my arms more until my tummy went concave and my breasts raised and flattened.
I was now in pain and began to tremble. The driver said, "Are you in pain?"
I moaned, "Oh yes. I feel like I am being pulled apart."
"Good, Mike said you enjoyed pain."
I gasped, "Who is Mike?"
He seemed surprised. "You don't know who Mike is? He is the man that whipped you at the store. Can you move?"
"Oh no. I am stretched too tight."
"I think we will test that."
He went over to their tool box and pulled out two thong whips like the one I had made for Joe. I knew what they were going to do and began moaning "No, please no," but I did not really mean it and they seemed to know it."
They tucked the ends of my robe behind me then Ed started whipping my right thigh while the driver started on my breasts. Ed worked his way up while the driver went down passing each other at my navel. They knew exactly how to do it. They watched my reactions starting easy then increasing the strength and cadence of my lashes as my excitement grew until there seemed to be a constant slapping sound and pain. When I went into orgasm Ed moved in front of me to uppercut my open pussy several times while the driver viciously pinched my nipples.
Finally my head dropped to my chest and they stopped.
They watched me avidly as my body pulsated with the aftershocks then Ed said, "I have seen women get off on pain but she is the greatest. Look! There is pussy juice running down her thighs."
"Yeah. That is nice for her but I need to get off. My dick is so hard it is hurting me. Lady! If we let you off that thing will you suck our dicks so we can get off too?"
It was strange. It didn't seem like cheating on Joe for them to whip me but sex would definitively be cheating. I moaned, "No I couldn't. I am true to Joe."
The driver said I think "I can change your mind."
He went back to his toolbox and brought back a fibreglas whip. I began to scream knowing that would make me suffer with no hope of release by orgasm.
He began using the tip to whip my nipples up,down and sideways very hard. The pain was horrendous but I kept screaming "No! I won't do it! You can't make me!"
He hit me over and over until finally the nerves in my nipples became numb and I just felt them being pulled on my tits. He stopped and said, "Jesus she is tough! My arm is tired."
Ed said, "Obviously her nipples are not sensitive enough. Hold the lips of her pussy apart."
I recovered from my grogginess to begin screaming, "No! You wouldn't! You couldn't! No-one is that cruel."
The driver just laughed and said, "That got her attention. We have just the thing to hold that sweet cunt open."
He went back to his box to return carrying four of the familiar alligator clamps with cords. I stared at them moaning "No! Please! God no!"
They ignored me and I felt bites as they put them on my pussy lips then brought the cords behind me to pull my lips open till they were tight against my thighs. I sobbed not only from the pain but in the knowledge that my clit was totally exposed and would soon explode in pain. As a final straw the driver put two more clamps on my nipples which unfortunately had come alive and were very sore. I gasped as he went behind me to pull on them so hard my nipples were nearly in my armpits.
Ed said, "Watch this."
He was talking to the driver but I looked down between my open breasts to see him pull back the tip with one hand while he held the handle with the other until it was bent in a "U" shape.
He let it go! The tip was just a blur then there was indescribable pain. I screamed and then looked down to see him slowly pulling it back again while I moaned, "Nooo."