My mistress had dropped me off at her friend's house for the amusement of the friend and the friend's two guests. "He's yours for the hour. He needs a very thorough punishment. I'll be back in fifty minutes to add my contribution to the beating."
I had been deposited kneeling on the floor in front of these women. I knew my mistress's friend was called Karen; I had extremely uncomfortable memories of our last meeting. The other two women looked somewhat surprised at this unexpected addition to their afternoon's vist. All three held glasses of wine.
"Repeat after me," said Karen. "I am your pain slut. Please punish me in every way you wish." As I repeated those lines, I saw in front of me a sturdy four-legged bench. On my left was a small table, on which some implements had been laid out. There was a 12-inch perforated paddle, a thin cane, a 3-tailed whip, and a thick black belt. Dread flooded over me at the thought of what was to come.
"Stand up," Karen said, "Take off all your clothes, and put them on the chair behind you." Of course I did. "Now turn around, slowly, so we can see that white flesh and think how nice it will look covered with red welts." I did. "Now kneel and listen to our plans. I will give you 6 strokes with each of those implements. Alice here, will choose the implement and where it is to be applied. Julie has a couple of dice which she will throw to determine the number of strokes: any combination below 6 will be doubled. So you will get between six and twelve strokes. After I have finished with you, I'm sure Alice and Julie will want a turn with at least one of the implements. I shall beat you very hard, just as your mistress wants. Your safe word is Red, but we don't want to hear it. We want to hear your cries and screams; we want to hear you beg for mercy and for the beating to stop. But the more you,beg the harder I will hit you. The paddle will be used only on your bottom. But before we start. we need to have that bottom a glowing bright red." Karen grinned a devilish grin.
She got up and came towards me "Lie face down on that bench and hold tight while I turn that white behind red." I did and held on to the legs of the bench very tightly. It is amazing how hard a slim young woman can spank. I was soon writhing and grunting as the blows rained down. "Do you think that is red enough?" she asked her friends. "It could be a little redder, I think." said Julie. I realized that when it became her turn, her strokes would be the fiercest of them all. Karen swatted me several more times, as I gasped and wriggled.
"Now get up on the bench, on your hands and knees" Karen instructed. Once I was in position, cuffs were wrapped around my wrists and ankles and attached to the legs of the bench, my head down so that my bottom was an even more prominent target.
"Well, what should I start with?" Alice thought that the cane would leave nice welts on my tender, red butt. Julie said the dice added up to six. Karen picked up the cane and swung it. A stripe of pain seared across my behind, making me yell out loud. Five more blows came down. I yelled out each time.
"Now, which one?" "Let's give his bottom a rest for a moment, and use the whip on his back," said Alice. Julie threw her dice. "Seven." Karen brought the whip down on my back three times, each time eliciting a cry of pain. "We need to hear some real screams. Let me see if I can get some out of you." Karen drew her hand back and whipped my back with all the force she could. That had the desired effect, for I screamed loudly. The next blow another scream. I found myself begging that she not hit so hard. As she had promised that just made her bring her whip down even harder.
