Author's note:
First, I would like to acknowledge and thank Wagoneer88 for his efforts in proofreading and editing this story.
This is a continuation of a story separated into several parts. For it to make sense you really should read the whole thing, in order.
Lastly, if you haven't read the Author's note at the beginning of Part 1, PLEASE do so.
Peter
Now on to the story:
My Weekend with George and Alice
Part 5
Next I went to my bag and got out most of the toys that were still inside. One by one I laid them on the bed; a butt plug, substantially bigger than the one from the day before, just slightly smaller in length and girth than my cock; the crop that I mentioned, but hadn't shown them yet; some clothespins; some more weights that could be hung from the chain between the clamps; a rather large dildo, that had a built-in vibrator; and lastly a leather paddle. It was padded and while it would smart, it was nothing compared to the crop. I also laid the nipple clamps, chain and weight there.
"Now, I think we are all set for some fun. Georgie, yesterday you kept me from using anything but the plug on Alice, and that was really just to make it easier for her when I fuck her ass, which I definitely intend to do soon. But first I think I'll make up for yesterday when I didn't get to use any of these fun things on her. I could start with the dildo, but I think she'd like that too much!" I laughed at my own joke.
Alice actually blushed a bit, telling me it was true, and that she probably had one of her own that George was totally unaware of.
"Actually, Georgie, if you really want to spare her again, I'm going to give you a chance, but it will be much, much harder this time. The key is the crop. This baby can really sting an ass." As I spoke I picked it up and cracked it against my palm. It makes a REALLY loud noise when you do that, and it actually stung my hand quite a bit. If I were to use this and not brutalize someone, I'd have to be careful. "But it is particularly nasty on other body parts, the back and inside of thighs is quite interesting. The breasts, especially the nipples can be quite severe too, but the place that is pure, hellish torture is the pussy and especially if you should happen to catch the clit!" Talking about this was having a morbidly exciting affect on me and I was wearing that evil grin again. George had lost all blood to his head it looked like, and Alice was clearly uncomfortable with my attitude.
I walked over to Alice still holding the crop. "So, let me tell you both what I have in mind for this pretty lady. It is a very wicked game of sorts. We'll put this large plug in place, attach the clamps, hang not one, but three weights from them, one on a chain between the clamps and one more on each end dangling freely from each clamp. It has the effect of pulling rather sharply and in more than one direction at a time if you move at all, and with what else will be going on, I'm sure you'll move plenty. Anyway, once that is done, the game begins. Alice will be on all fours and I will start using the crop on her ass, maybe drifting down to her thighs occasionally. I will count the strokes and when I get to fifty I'll stop and we're done. I will stop any time sooner if Alice only asks! Of course there is a catch. For every ten, or portion of ten, strokes left, she will receive one flick on each breast, and one on her pussy. If that stroke happens to hit her nipple, which is extraordinarily sensitive right after removing those clamps, or her clit, well that's just one of the risks."
I looked directly at each of them in turn. George looked petrified, Alice looked calm. That actually unnerved me a bit!
"So Georgie, shall I start now or are you going to try and save your damsel in distress again?"
George was very pale, and his voice shook, "Please don't. PLEASE, don't do this!"
I was actually starting to feel sorry for George, although if his erection was a true indicator, he was still enjoying himself in some strange (at least to me) sort of way.
"Georgie, I'll tell you what, you propose an alternative activity and if I think it is equal to what I just described, I'll do what you suggest instead, okay?" George knew exactly what I was alluding to.
"Please, please don't do this. Leave her alone, please!" he said softly with a still shaky voice.
"No can do Georgie. Okay Alice, looks like your hubby is letting you down. Let's get started," I said with bravado.
Alice just looked at me and smiled. BOING, she didn't think I was going to go through with it.
"WAIT! Use the crop on me instead," George said in an especially pitiful voice.
"Georgie, I'm getting impatient. I'm giving you one more chance to make a proposal. If it isn't specific and sufficient, I'm starting in on Alice, get it?"
I looked at Alice. She didn't seem quite so confident all of a sudden, but she was still very calm.
"OKAY, Okay, uhh . . . okay, use it on my cock and balls. You were going to do either 50 strokes on Alice's ass or as many as 15 total on her tits and pussy. Do 15 on my cock and balls," George squeaked. He look absolutely terrified.
I looked at Alice again. Now she looked very worried and concerned.
"Georgie, there is no way you could take that.
But I'm so impressed that you offered, I'll tone it down a little and we'll do as you suggest. You really will do anything for her, won't you?" It was another rhetorical question. I couldn't believe he had risked what he did to keep me from torturing Alice. I don't think she could either.
They both let out a deep breath when I said that.
I motioned Alice over to the corner of the room where I knew George wouldn't be able to overhear us. "You don't think I'd do it to you do you?" I asked very seriously.
Cautiously she softly replied, "No, I don't. You aren't that cruel, even though you want to act as if you are."
"Are you really sure?" I asked, staring hard into her eyes.
"Not totally, but pretty much, yes."
"Okay, I'm going to play Georgie along a bit more, and if you say a word to give it away, I WILL do what I said to you! When I tell you to start, you slap him once on each nut with the crop, while I count. Make sure it stings plenty, but that's all. I don't want him to throw up, pass out, or especially end up in the hospital. Do you think you can do that? Hard enough, but not too hard?"
"I can do it," she said with great confidence.