Sheri and I had tried many things to spice up our sex lives over the 10 years of our marriage. We enjoyed MMF threesomes as well as FFM groups. We tried watching each other pick up strangers in bars; we tried swinging in foursomes and even at a "swingers" home group gathering with 8 couples. All of these had added a measure to our enjoyment of each other. Especially I had enjoyed watching Sheri seduce and totally give herself to other men. She had been reluctant at the start, worrying if I would lose interest in her if I saw her carry out her fantasies. Once past the first couple episodes, she was totally into all our adventures. Each one seemed to heighten our enjoyment of our own love making. But, until we tried bondage and light whipping, we hadn't experienced anything that brought the height of orgasm this provided.
We started with her binding me to the bedposts at all 4 corners laying on my back, and her taking the belt out of my pants whipping me a few times then crawling on me fucking me while still bound to the posts. Once I exploded in her pussy, she would climb up and squat over my face forcing me to eat the cum out of her. Each time we did it, she would whip me a little harder and longer, often leaving me bruised for many days. One evening, she decided she wanted to reverse the roles. I objected, telling her I did not want to do anything to hurt her. She retorted that she wanted the experience at least once. We decided to use a "safe" word so if it was too severe, she could utter the word and I would stop immediately. We chose a non-related word so it would not be uttered by accident...Our Word was "managerial".
We decided to go to the local adult store to find things to whip her with less damaging than my belt. We found quite an assortment available, and the clerk helped us choose a couple different whips. They would sting without doing a great deal of skin damage if used moderately.
Sheri was excited that Friday evening when we decided to try out the new whips. She jumped on the bed begging me to bind her tightly so she couldn't wiggle out. Immediately, I obliged, reminding her of the safe word if it was too much for her. As I started with the short single tail whip lightly whisking it over her mid section, she chided me to "be a man" about it and put something into it. As I began to whip her a little harder, she cried out with each lash. After about 10 minutes, she was begging me to stop, but not using the "safe" word. I gave in to her pleading and laid down the whip, untying her so she could recover. Amazingly, she was actually mad at me for stopping saying "I didn't use the safe word". I told her she was begging me to stop and she said that was part of the enjoyment, begging me to stop and receiving even more and harder lashes.
We tried these sessions trading places about every other time. They happened about once a month. One Friday night, when we had decided earlier to have one of our "sessions", I arrived home from work to find the table set for six people. Sheri told me she thought it was time to share our adventures and she had invited Mary and Don to come over and they were bringing a new couple they had a couple swinging sessions with. Sheri had already had her bath and was delightfully dressed in her sleek red silk dress, obviously with no bra. Her luscious nipples were almost visible through the dress showing she was not wearing a bra.
Mary and Don arrived shortly with Suzy and Marie. The other couple turned out to be two women. I whispered in Sheri's ear asking if she knew it was two women. She responded saying she didn't know, but it could really be fun. We all sat in the living room chatting and getting to know the two new women. Both of Suzy and Marie were good-looking, slender women in their mid 30's. Both had medium length blond hair. Suzy had on a sweater which she had removed revealing a thin blue silky blouse which let her erect nipples show their shape. Marie was dressed rather conservatively with a skirt and long sleeve pullover sweater. We all had a couple drinks, and then we invited them all into our bedroom to look things over. As it happened, Suzy was experienced at BDSM and more or less took charge. Since we had a King-size bed, Suzy suggested we have two people tied up at once, one on each side of the bed since there were four people left to administer "the punishment". We discussed the "Safe Word" we used, and Suzy said she heard what we were saying and that she thought Sheri and I should be the first to receive the whippings.
Sheri leaned over to whisper in my ear that she was up for being first if I was, so we agreed. Suzy then took over directing us to strip off all our clothes and lay on the bed face-up. We quickly complied. Suzy then had Marie go to the car to get her "bag". When Marie came back in, Suzy already had my left side firmly tied down, but since there were two of us to tie down; it was going to take more rope. Suzy said not to worry that she had plenty. She pulled a long coiled rope out of her bag and completed the bondage, making sure we could hardly move. Sheri was already excited as her pink nipples were definitely at attention. Suzy then pulled a few pieces of cloth out of her bag and began with me by stuffing a soft cotton cloth in my mouth then tying another around my head effectively gagging me so I could not speak nor hardly make a sound. Sheri quickly objected saying we wouldn't be able to use the "safe" word. With that comment, Suzy quickly stuffed Sheri's mouth and tied the gag on her. Sheri was very disturbed, but we could hardy move making even a struggle difficult.
Now Suzy said she was going over the rules (I thought we should have done this first). First, she said, we had all agreed to this session and there was no room for a "safe" word for this session. She told us we would receive 100 lashes each, and if we were good, that would end it, but if we were bad, we might get another 100 each. Immediately, I was terrified. The most Sheri and I had done was about 12 lashes with the belt and that left bruises for a couple weeks. "100 lashes with what?" I thought.
Soon I was to find that Suzy had numerous whips and devices in her bag. She pulled out several and handed them to the other three. Marie and Mary were on my side of the bed, Suzy, and Don on the other. I knew Mary and Don would not go overboard, but I was worried about Marie and especially Suzy.