The PA pt4 - Sex Stories

The PA pt4

... wore her highest heels, and had pinned her long hair up well out of the way. Finally she slowly walked into the dining room, just as the cheese and biscuits were served, noting that both Barnes and Peter where quickly stood up on her arrival leaving the meal to greet her. As for Edward he merely glanced up then drank his coffee, stood and finally took her hand in silence... She allowed him to lead her to the lift, followed by the two men, the four of them silent knowingly expectant of what was to occur. Maggie watching the doors as they closed reminding her of the gates closing on a condemned man. With a click the car began its quiet decent the butterflies beginning to race about her tummy as they dropped towards the core of the earth, they all felt it slow and then stop, with just the slightest shudder the door slithered quietly open. They stepped together into the dungeon lit by low side lights Edward indicating the wall-side seats to both Barnes and Peter. He then turned to her and gently kissed her on the lips, he said he had read her reply and thanked her, saying this was his ultimate fantasy to whip a woman here by her own volition, but it was her last chance to refuse if she so wished. As a reply she stood silently shaking her head, waiting his command and not able to trust her own voice. He surveyed her steadily for a moment or two, then told her that there was a changing room and she would soon be going there and to remove her clothing, then to attach the cuffs ...

... round her wrists and to collect the pegs as she had indicated in her note, but before she went she was to select the two implements by the numbers she had selected, from the rack on the wall. He flicked a switch and the rack was blazed in light. She turned then said that when she had climaxed and he had completely finished with her body, she would deem it a great honour if the two watching men were each allowed to use her for themselves regardless of the her condition. Edward nodded and the two spectators each eagerly nodded there agreement, so she walked to the rack high heels clicking in the silent dungeon, the randomly hung whips all on numbered hooks taunted her fingers. She knew that she had used her birthday dates, the third day of June, so numbers 3 and number 5, she counted along, past a huge bullwhip, and a quirt, number three she found was a large single-tail which she lifted from its hook, noting the weight as she returned and handed it to him. Ritualistically he thanked her then placed it on a side table, again she returned to the rack as time stood still. to find number 5 was a cat of nine tails, the thongs finishing in small knots of hard leather she hesitated for just a short moment then returned again, placing the implement in his hands. Again he placed it on the table then opened the sealed page of the note until then only she knew the content. With a strong voice he read out the content like a sentence, “with the first implement the single tail... twelve ...