“Gentlemen (I say ironically as what comes next will not be gentle), your sub is ready for you.”
Steve gets up and comes over and starts pinching her nipples and teasing her.
“Are these sensitive little girl? Do you want me to stop?”
Even though the pinching hurts, Paula is very excited and aroused and tells Steve that she is his to use as he wants.
Steve continues his assault while Scott gets up and gets a riding crop. He slaps his hand a few times and the noise gets everyone’s attention, especially Paula.
Scott commands me to come over hands me the crop and says, “you will follow our commands completely, understand.”
“Yes master, I will obey.”
“As we play, we will mention a body part and a number of strikes. You will deliver the strikes and then return to the ready position. Say nothing, just obey. Understand.”
“Yes master.”
“Before we begin, take your wife’s skirt and panties off.”
I obey and help Paula out of her remaining clothes. She is now just in her heals and the bondage apparatus. She is looking at me with trepidation. We have discussed this very situation and decided that we would obey and administer pain to each other. But saying that in a safety of our bed is different than being moments away from enduring the painful whims of our masters administered by your spouse.
As for me, I would be hard if I could be. I get turned on by bondage and pain, even if it is happening to another. I am committed to obeying my masters and I am ready to strike the first blow.
“Ass, three touches.” Comes from Connor as he starts to deal the next hand.
I swing. SLAP. I count to three in my head. Swing 2. SLAP. Paula gasps and wiggles a bit. Three more seconds. The time makes it much more erotic. I know Paula has time to accept the pain and anticipate the next blow. I show my masters that I am obediently striking her, not frantically getting it over with. SLAP. Last one is always harder. A tear rolls down Paula’s face.
For the next four or five minutes the only sounds are those of a poker game. Slick Rick’s full house beats Derek’s king high straight.
Derek’s voice is heard. “left breast, 2, right breast, 2”
This is really going to hurt. I see Paula tense. I wish I could tell her to stay loose and it won’t hurt quite as bad, but I cannot speak.
The crop flies thru the air, not a big arc, but it makes contact just above the left nipple. Paula yelps. Her breast is red from the blow. The three seconds is up. I return the riding crop to the same place with the same force. Paula screams and twists her body.
“Slut, take your pain quietly or I will have to administer it myself” comes from Scott. We all know Scott is capable of serious pain delivery.
“In fact hit her left breast one more time before switching and the only sound we better hear is the slap of the riding crop and a ‘thank you.'”
I feel bad, but deliver a slap right on the red mark. In a trembling voice Paula says “thank you masters.”
I count to three in my head and hit her right breast. This time I hit her nipple squarely. My cock is straining in its cage as I am stupidly turned on. I aim and connect with blow number two. A small noise comes from Paula.