The PA pt4 - Sex Stories

The PA pt4

... by now she was crying and screaming alternately and uncontrollably, her body a field of fire and pain. Edward motioned the other men forward to watch him attach the first three peg`s, one on either pubic lip and the third on her clitoris, the pain for the hung girl was out of this world. Peter caught her eye as he almost apologetically placed his on the right breast, the breast instinctively he had latched to last afternoon, each pinching the taught flesh with a fierce grip, the last one clamping firmly to the erect nipple; Barnes followed the drivers lead on the other breast, the last again on the nipple. By now the woman`s body was at a plateaux of pain such as she had never experienced, endorphins having free run and the adrenalin raising her to such a level she didn’t hear the two men return to their seats in the outer darkness, the blindfold vanished, she watched fascinated as he drew his arm back the long whip began its awful stroke, her eyes never leaving the leather as it swung towards her wrapping itself round her body in its fiery embrace the stroke brought her now numb brain back to the real world. By now each stroke was chris- crossing her other lash-marks, her skilled aggressor not breaking the skin at any point, but inflicting infinite pain with every stroke. She had long lost count so it was a relief when the strokes stopped and Edward raised her head dribbled bottled water into her mouth, before she could protest he clipped a ball gag into place telling her ...

... she had lost five of the pegs already, she had not noticed her eyes were wide with the pain as she looked round wildly just making out both the spectators cocks in hand their pricks rampant and eyes glazed. Edward stood his penis looking massive as he lifted the cat menacingly from the table she had not seen the whip discarded and distractedly her mind wondered where it had gone. Her eyes followed the leather lashes in his hand hypnotised as they described their first arc, this time they landed on her right breast removing both skin and the single nipple peg, for Maggie the pain was such that she would have screamed herself horse had the gag allowed her so to do, she knew though that her body was betraying her once again, her sex running wet in a way it had only ever done a very few times in her whole lifetime. Her wandering mind was interrupted by the second lash taking one of the two pegs from the left breast the final nipple peg now left she knew in a strange detached way that there would be more strokes at that tender spot. She was not wrong, it took two more strong strokes, her body jerking about as each stroke struck, bl**d running freely in tiny rivulets from the torn skin, as the each lash landed and she began to really orgasm for the first time in a huge way, her screams perhaps tinged with relief as the peg finally skittled away across the floor the tiny sound echoing round the chamber as she writhed in her orgasmic pain, music to his sadistic ears. She knew that was ...