“She wants more????”
“Okay” I quizzically asked “what do you want?” She slid her tongue up the side of my face until her lips were next to my ear and whispered what she wanted, what she thought she wanted.
She climbed off of my lap and kneeled in the center of the room again. Jeff saw this as an invitation and walked over to fuck her mouth. She eagerly opened her lips and started to work on Jeff while I fetched implements for her next request.
It took a few minutes for Jeff to finish up and finally get out of the way.
I locked cuffs on her ankles and wrists. Then she leaned back and I locked her right wrist to her left ankle and her left wrist to her right ankle.
The criss-crossing action made her lean backwards and forced her knees apart. I wrapped a length of rope several times around her left breast and tied it off. I did the same to her right breast. Next I ran a rope from her left breast behind her neck and to her right breast.
I pulled the rope tight and tied it off.
Both of her breasts were now bound tight and standing at attention. I noticed they were already turning a little purplish-blue. Maybe I bound them too tight?
I tickled the ends of her nipples just to get them to stand as erect as her breasts.
Now was time for the show to start. Jan, Tom and Jeff all stood around her to see what was next.
I brought forth my riding crop and saw a scared smile cross Dori’s lips. At first I just stood in front of her tickling her nipples with the crop.
Slap went the first strike of the crop. Not hard, it just left a faint mark on her breast.
“Please” she said “Let me whisper one more thing to you.” I leaned forward and she asked one more request.
I left the room and returned immediately with a cock gag. She hungrily opened her mouth and accepted the silicon penis. I secured the retaining straps behind her head and picked up the riding crop.
SLAP!!! Went the next strike of the crop on her other breast. This one left an immediate red impression on her soft flesh.
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! went the next six strokes, three per breast.
Her breasts were now cross-marked with red stripes from the crop.
She tried to lean forward to protect her breasts but I hit four more times. Her head tilted back and a muffled scream came out of her gagged mouth.
Tom said “I think that’s enough.” But I was only just beginning.
Earlier when she had sat curled up on my lap in the easy chair she had whispered in my ear “I want you to HURT me TORTURE me make me scream, or are you not man enough to do that?”
She had tried to insult me and now she was going to pay dearly for that.
When Tom said enough my mind kind of agreed. That was enough breast beating for a moment, let’s hit something else. I swung my arm underhand and brought the crop in low, just above ground level, right between her legs!
SLAP! Right across her pussy. She started to fall backwards but I grabbed the rope around her breast with my left hand and with my right I swung three more times underhanded. SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! hard and loud on her pussy.
It was hard to tell if she was screaming or yelling or ??? but the sounds from her mouth were definitely animal.
She tried pulling free of my grasp but I had a strong hold on her ropes. Her chest started to convulse and a river of tears streamed from her eyes. “Good” I thought “she is definitely in pain.”
Tom yanked the crop from my hand and said “NO MORE!” as we stood around looking at the bound Dori now crying uncontrollably from pain.
That was okay, I was finished with the crop. I left and returned with a box of hypodermic needles. All new, all still in the pharmacy packaging and all sterile.
Time for the next phase to begin.
I pulled out four 24G needles. They are about two inches long and skinny. I was going to start off small.
I unwrapped the first needle and pulled off its sheath. With my left thumb and forefinger I grabbed Dori’s right nipple and pulled it towards me. The needle slid through her nipple quickly. I had placed it vertically. I unwrapped another needle and slid it through her nipple horizontally.
She hadn’t moved through the whole thing. I believe it took her by surprise or shock or pure panic. Maybe she wasn’t able to move.
But she did start to twist and fight when I reached for her left nipple. I tried feverishly to grab her nipple as she fought to keep it out of my grasp.
I fiercely grabbed a fistful of her breast and squeezed hard pulling her face to mine I growled at her “hold perfectly still or I will REALLY hurt you!”
She stopped fighting and leaned back closing her eyes tight, tears escaping from between her closed eyelids.
With quick precision I placed the two needles through her left nipple just as I had done to the right.
I stepped back to admire my work. The audience of Jan, Tom and Jeff stood gazing in disbelief.
I was admiring her beautiful bound breasts and thought how much they looked like the bud of a flower but they needed pretty pink petals.
I reached into the box of hypodermic needles and pulled out a handful of 18G needles. They are kind of large and they were really going to hurt but they had pretty pink sheaths so I knew they would make nice flower petals.
Dori saw the first needle coming towards her and panicked. She rolled over onto her side and tried to roll away. I’m sure it had to hurt when she rolled onto her breasts with the needles still stuck in them.
“Come Here Bitch!” I screamed at her and grabbed the rope that ran around the back of her neck. Yanking fiercely I pulled the rope and pulled her back onto her knees. Her breasts were taking an awful beating as the ropes were tied around them and the first part of her body to be pulled was her breasts.
She was on her knees slumped forward and crying. Tom and Jeff grabbed my arms and said “that’s enough!” “NO!” I shouted at them “stand behind her and hold her rope so that she doesn’t get away again.” They both shook their heads and stepped away.
Jan came forward. “Let me hold the rope” she said and she took my place holding the rope securely in her hands.
Dori had been betrayed by another woman. In Dori’s weak state and with Jan holding the rope she just surrendered to what was to come.
I took the first needle and starting an inch directly above her nipple I slowly pushed it into her soft flesh. A little drop of blood appeared at the point of insertion.
I took seven more needles and placed them equidistance around her nipple forming a circle of pink sheathed needles.
She was crying, her chest was convulsing, strange pained sounds were escaping from the gag.
“Stop It!” I demanded “I want to admire my work. Stop crying and hold still.” But my words only made her cry more.
I walked over to where Tom had discarded the crop and grabbed it up. SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! Three hard and stinging strikes to her pussy caused her to raise up slightly and slow her crying.
“Stop crying right now or I will beat your pussy until it bleeds!”
Panic filled her eyes but she stopped crying. Panic also filled the eyes of my audience. Jan let go of Dori’s rope and stepped back.
Jeff kept muttering “too much man, too much” as he got dressed. Almost immediately they were all dressed and out the door leaving me alone with Dori.
I walked to her and leaned over. “Two things you must never forget; NEVER CHALLENGE MY MANHOOD! And I always finish a job I start.”
I grabbed eight more pretty pink needles and pierced them into her other breast. She didn’t flinch once. I think she had come to accept the pain.
“Now I’m tired and I’m going to go nap. You stay right here and don’t move. I’ll release you when I finish my nap and then I’ll reward you.”
I left her kneeling there and walked off to my bedroom.
Two hours later I returned…