This is a story about a woman who thinks her life, and sex life is slipping away. Unaware that she is in the prime of both, she reaches out to what she perceives as the only options available to her. To make this point clear, I tell you that women in their late 30's and 40's are at their most sexy and sexually appealing. This is a story about a woman who discovers pain heightens her experiences, and she likes it.
A Milf at the Country Club
Part Twenty-Four
The fun begins with master's revenge, And an unusual gangbang
Monday came and Kimberly accompanied Master to his private brothel and waited for the boys and their mothers to arrive. She had somehow brought master to a different head space, a good head space, but his anger and lust for revenge were still strong and he was going to proceed with his plans. So, they waited for the objects of his revenge to arrive, and Kimberly was in the dark about what was going to happen.
Master had her dressed in a floor length elegant dress you might see someone wearing on an awards show on TV. He was in a suit, nicely cut but not total business type, and seemed calm on the surface, but Kimberly knew what lived below. And of course, Diane was there totally naked in heels, holding a tablet, waiting to take any notes master might have for her, but it was more of a test for her and she knew it.
In front of them was the dungeon part of the brothel located on the basement floor from the front, but ground level from the rear where they were standing. In the grass were 15 small benches to seat two, and 15 whipping stands, and behind them were 15 good size Men with longtail whips. A semi-circular drive came from the front to the rear where they waited, and their cars would be dropping them off there. The mothers were ordered to show up nude while no such order was made to the boys. He wanted the mothers uncomfortable in the ride over.
The cars started to arrive with the fathers driving and the mothers and boys in the back seat. One by one they were dropped off and the husband was told to come back in three hours to pick the sons up. The pairs were led to a bench and the boys ordered to strip and have a seat next to their naked mothers. Kimberly snickered watching what she once thought of the hierocracy of the city, lowered to this level while she herself looked amazing in her gown, and she ate up the embarrassment on their faces. The last to arrive was Caroline, the unofficial leader of this squad of soon to be whores, still with an indignant look upon her face like she was trying to defy the reality of the situation.
Mr. Raymond: "My sweet, you're going to witness what most rich people who pretend to be upper class will do to protect their money and cushy lives, you'll see how low they will stoop and how they will abandon protecting each other."
Master stepped up to the center in front of them and men brought out easels and large blown-up pictures of how Kimberly was found that night.
Mr. Raymond: "Mothers Only get up and form a line right here beside my man here. You will all file by and look at the pictures of what your sons did to this woman and take note of how they left her hanging by her nipples from a pole when they were done."
They filed by the pictures one by one and were shocked at the brutality of it all, then sent back to stand behind their benches and cuffed to the back.
Mr. Raymond: "As explained to you before, you former ladies will work as common whores for me for thirty days. Anyone who doesn't get through a day with out complaint or trouble will not get credit for that day. You will service common Men of town and you will treat them like they hold your future in their hands, because they do. You will entertain groups of Men and Young college boys and you'll do it with a smile on your face."
Just then he heard a question from the assembled crowd, and it was from Caroline.
Caroline: "Just how many Men or boys will we have to service at the same time?"
Mr. Raymond: "That's your question? Not how many strange cocks will cum inside me? Not how much strangers cum will I have to swallow? Caroline you ignorant cunt, for everyone else I'll limit it to two cocks in each hole, but for you it will be an entire sports team. Does that answer your question?"
Master knew she was just trying to show the other wives that she was somewhat in charge, and he took that notion away from her quickly.
Mr. Raymond: "Now boys, stand up on the benches facing your slut moms and put your cocks in their mouths."
There was some mumbling but that quickly ceased as cocks were out into mouths. Master seemed to enjoy the embarrassment of the mothers sucking their own sons cocks, but he wasn't finished with them yet. He let this go on for a minute or two then spoke again.
Mr. Raymond: "OK boys, stop now and walk around behind your moms and put your cocks in their cunts and don't stop until you give them each a load of your cum. If anyone objects and doesn't follow my directions, all the other boys will take your own son's place.
Boys being boys, especially this group of boys, he knew they would fuck any hole, even if it were their moms. The mothers were all speaking outrage about being fucked by their own children, but the boys made short work of it anyway. After they were done the boys were all bound to the whipping stands beside them.
Mr. Raymond: "As you could see from the pictures, Miss Kimberly had 43 wounds and bruises on her body, and all of you will suffer the same. You will be whipped 43 times leaving 43 distinct marks on your body. I warn you that afterwards, clothing will hurt your wounds, but if you want to redress then go ahead. Gentleman, will you please hand out the earned retribution."
Instead of them all being whipped at the same time, each boy was whipped once then the next then the next. This scenario happened 43 times and you could hear the boys crying like little girls along the way. Kimberly didn't have the stomach for something like this, but she had to take her dignity back, so she walked in front of each boy while he was whipped without saying a word. Each boy looked up at her and apologized, but they were only words. She knew master was right, even if he had gone overboard, making adult sons have sex with their mothers and all, but their had to be punishment for raising these little bastards and turning them loose on the world.
But Kimberly also knew to other facts, one being that the boys were only half of the problem. They were raised to think they were above everyone else, especially an admitted slut and whore, so what would stop them from doing what they did, it was just another night of fun to them. And the second, possibly more important fact, was that these mothers went through their privileged lives acting the same way, because their husbands made more money, and this was all just a game. They had to be dealt with in a manner Kimberly was not equipped to dispense that type of punishment, so she had to rely on master for that, like she could talk him out of it even if she wanted to. Now all for her to do was to watch and see how master destroyed their Falaise, the false persona these women spent a lifetime building.