She and her husband were still glowing and bubbly, AnnI had her birthday party at Club Drake and either fucked, sucked, and/or fondled to orgasm her husband Phineas and a score of other loving, lovely men. They had tried many elaborate types of sex thanks to their club, and in their post birthday glow AnnI revealed to her husband a kink she might want to revisit, on the other end of the implements.
"Phineas, would you find it sexy, being alternately whipped and coddled? I put up with it when one of the other regulars suggested i try, but honestly it didn't get the sex much hotter, being covered in singing welts. I did keep the pictures, though..."
"I don't know, sweetie," Phineas almost blushed, "if it's you whipping me I'd probably get off that you're into it, but I'm not naturally masochistic..."
AnnI pouted for a pretty long moment, thinking over her dilemma, then she peeked up at husband with tentative hope in her eyes, "Well do you think Qiqi is a little masochistic? She's been hinting at hopes and fantasies for something she could join us in at Club Drake, this could be it. i think we should ask Slut to tie her to the ceiling at Drake for fun, hurting, and sex. "
"She'll love this. Let's go ask her. Us going?" and they started down the hall to where Qiqi bunked with her wife, Sorrah. They didn't knock, the ladies were dressed up in some sort of cosplay, making out. Phineas went right ahead and spoke.
"Slut," a name Qiqi had known and treasured for a long, long time, "we've decided we want to beat the shit out of you... you game?"
Qiqi broke her kiss with her wife and turned around with her brow and nose furrowed in confusion, it was adorable, "why? What did i do?"
"Oh, you're really perfect, Qiqi. We're so lucky to have you in the household. I just thought... if you'd like to... I've been feeling a little switchy, and I'd like you to do a scene with us at Drake. Specifically I want to chain you to the ceiling and hoist you up, beat you with whips and occasionally reward you with cock and orgasms..."
"You finally want me to meet your sex friends at the club?"
"The scene will just be us, but we film it to show later, and I personally plan to walk your pink ass around to pose with whoever is there for photos. What do you think, Slut?" Phineas presented as kind but firm, and loving.
Qiqi was fast to answer, "I'm so wet, AnnI, let's do it, whip me!" She turned back to her wife, "we were about to fuck, weren't we? Set it up soon, my loves, meanwhile I've got to get my tongue wet. Excuse us." And excuse them they did. AnnI was on the phone to reserve the room by the time they got back to their bedroom. For now they didn't screw, they planned safe words and a menu they eventually concluded their Slut would gush for.
The room was ready for them two nights later. They led Qiqi in blindfolded, put her in the center of the room, and removed the mask. The first thing she noticed was the writing on the blindfold, 'slut walking' now she understood the smirk sounding chuckles she heard being led to this... dungeon. She scanned the room.
Littered all over the floor were dozens of similar but diverse cats of nine tails. As she observed these she noticed among them one long thick pink dildo which she was sure was there to impale her during the scene. She thought to look up, and hanging through a wheel in the ceiling there was a chain with a hook dangling, she followed the links from the end above her through the wheel to a hooked peg board on the wall that could set its length. The one detail she had missed was picked up from before her feet by husband, thick linked leather cuffs, with a ring to hang her from the chain.
Qiqi was getting wetter and wetter as Phineas attached the cuffs behind her back, and AnnI unhooked the chain to lower it to her forearms.
Phineas had one hand on her arm and the chain in his other, and he spoke so everyone, especially Qiqi, heard, "Remember, when the sex includes an aspect of torture, it's critical to have safe words. Qiqi, if anyone's getting into something that rubs you the wrong way, say raspberry. If it's getting nuts and you're just done, you want out, say submarine, and we'll let you down as swiftly as we safely can. On the other hand, if you dig what we're doing and you want us to amp it up or you want more of it, simply say strawberry. Finally, if you really dig it and you want it a lot crazier, the word is helicopter. If your mouth is full, you can clap you thighs together, three times, yes? We have to treat this like submarine. Got it? Raspberry to slow down, strawberry picks it up, submarine shuts it down, helicopter to dive deep and go wild. And Qiqi, be careful, helicopter means it's definitely going to hurt." AnnI picked up one of the cats of tails and spun its tassels like a helicopter, making engine noise and repeatedly striking the chain on its way from her hand to the ceiling to just about on her wrists. Qiqi had a light pre orgasm from anticipation as she nodded, "Strawberry," she said.
Phineas attached the leading hook to her manacles, and directed her, "let this move you, but be very still otherwise" Qiqi nodded, and AnnI slowly dragged the chain higher, bringing her arms up and tipping her torso forward. AnnI stopped pulling and hooked to the peg board to hold her there as soon as she had to stand on her toes not to swing there like that.