Knock at the door Part two - Sex Stories

Knock at the door Part two

... light. Kim stands in front of my still wearing her cop uniform and the knee high stiletto boots. Next to her I see Lisa, dressed in a corset that pushes her amply tits up more and thigh high black boots with even taller heels on them. My eyes go wide when I see the whips in your hands. I can’t move and I am at your mercy. Lisa walks towards me and places the blindfold back over my eyes. Kim tells me, “Let the lesson begin.” With that I feel the first whip land on my ass. My body jerks with the first blow. The whipping comes fast and furious. You both are behind me. No sooner does one whip hit, then the other is right behind it. The two of you work up and down my back, every once and a while the whip comes up between my legs and land on my cock and balls. The tears are coming from my eyes and I scream as best I can through the gag. I am doing my best to control my breathing. The whipping stops. One of you steps up and grabs a hand full of hair and pull my head back. With your other hand you pinch my left nipple. I wince with the pain. All of the sudden I feel two hands on my balls. Then I feel what I think is a thin rope being wrapped around them close to their base. I feel the rope tighten and then pulled down. “Let’s stretch the balls down to the spreader,” Kim says to Lisa. With that the rope gets pulled tight and my knees bend a little the try and take some of the pressure off my balls. It doesn’t help. I strain to take the pressure of my ball. I feel my nipples being ...

... pinched again, and then feel clamps being placed on the nipples. I groan as the chain between them is pulled. I feel the chain being played with and then the head of my cock. A very thin rope is being tied around the head of my cock and being pulled up to the chain of the nipple clamps. The rope and chain are tied together with tension pulls cock and nipples. Every time I take a deep breath, it pulls on the chain and rope. With my cock, nipples, and balls tied I am in agony. I feel two hands on my face. They wrap around my head and remove the gag. “Please stop, I won’t do it again. I promise. Please stop,” I beg. Next the blindfold comes off. I am looking into the eyes of Lisa, her hands still on my face and her eyes staring into mine. “The first part of your lesson is almost over. You will count the next ten whacks on your ass. They will hurt. We will take you down after the next ten. Count out loud so we both can hear you or there will be more,” Lisa says. Kim holds up a paddle so that I may see it. I know how much that can hurt. Kim moves behind me and swings the paddle. “One”, I yell. “Two, three, four”, I try to catch my breath. Another one lands, “Five, six, seven”, I am crying as the paddle hits my ass every time. “I’m sorry, I won’t be bad any more. I won’t peek in windows and stalk woman. Please no more paddling. Please. Eight”, I am pleading and begging. “Nine”, I am still looking into Lisa’s eyes. I hear the paddle flying through the air before it hits my ass. My whole ...