Chapter 11 -- Something Different
During my business travels, I've always tried to find something, or someone fun to do. My last trip to Kansas City turned up something I'd not seen before. I had tried to hook up with a couple on CL, but that fell through, then I tried finding a cross dresser to play with, but that fell through too. So, I decided to head to an adult bookstore and see what I could find in the way of kinky videos or magazines. I'd been wandering around in the store for about thirty minutes or so and was in the bondage section, something I was interested in but had not really done much with outside of some light stuff in college. There was a guy about my age roaming around in that general section too.
I picked up a college hazing video, one depicting lots of paddling going on to guys in underwear and girls in panties. I read the cover, decided it looked good and kept on browsing. The other guy came over and asked, "So, you like that kinda stuff?"
He continued to browse, acting like a secret agent or something, I grinned to myself and decided to play along, "Yeah, I do. Love to see guys and girls bound and spanked."
He looked around and then looked at me, "You're not a cop are you?"
Geez, I thought, "No, just a guy that enjoys giving and watching spankings." I started to walk away and head to the bi section.
"Cool, then you want to see some for real? Tonight? I mean like very soon." He said.
I thought what the heck, "Sure, " I said, trying to sound enthusiastic.
He then handed me a small card with an address on it and said, "We've got a little bondage, spanking, fetish party planned there tonight and you are welcome to come. No drugs, no really rough shit, just some good old fashioned spanking, light bondage and a lot of sex."
I took the card and thought, what the hell, "Cool, thanks. What times does the party start?"
"9:30 he said, but you can head on over, I texted them your picture and you're on the list now, sorry but that is a rule of ours, the picture will be deleted, promise." He said.
I was a little pissed about the pic, but figured that it actually made sense. I thanked him again, shopped for a while longer, mostly killing time and then checked out with three videos -- my college hazing video, a twink gay video and an all anal video with chubby chicks and fat asses getting pounded. What can I say, I like it all.
Before I left, I saw the guy talking to a couple in the same isle where he had approached me. I hoped they were coming too, since the girl was short, chubby and wearing a way too small, too tight skirt. I plugged in the address in my GPS and found that I was about ten minutes away. I took off, noticing the couple coming out of the bookstore right behind me.
When I got to the house, it was a very nice neighborhood and the house had six other cars parked in the driveway and in front, I assumed they were all there for the party. I parked and walked up to the door and rang the bell. A woman of about 40 or so answered the door, she was wearing a black body-stocking that was completely see-through, with the crotch cut out and her full breasts were poked through the openings where the bra would normally be. She was brunette, pretty, and a little chubby with wide hips and very full breasts.
She smiled and said, "Come on in, I see that we have you on our special guest list." I entered and she closed the door behind me, and added, "We like to invite strangers over, mainly so our friends don't figure out that we're a little bit wild," she giggled as she said that. "Follow me, you can stay fully dressed or you can slip into a robe if you prefer, the changing room is right her," she pointed, and stopped moving forward, as if expecting me to enter the changing room.
"I'll change," I said.
She smiled and replied, "I'll wait right here, there are lock boxes for your personal items, if you have any on you."
I did not, having left all my personal items in the car and the key on the front tire, you never know!
Once in the changing room, I stripped and slipped on a red silk robe that was just long enough to cover my ass, maybe two or three inches below it. I came back out wearing only the robe, the pretty brunette smiled and said, "Very nice, I'm Amanda by the way," reaching her hand out for a shake.
Smiling, I replied, "I'm Joe, it's a pleasure to meet you, and if you don't mind my saying you look incredibly sexy in that outfit."
She actually blushed a bit, "Oh, you are too kind. My husband likes me to dress this way when we have one of our little parties and tonight's is a very special night, sort of an initiation for our son and two of his friends, so I'm very excited!"
I thought, 'son', really? That's a hot mom who will do stuff with her son, I thought.
She lead the way downstairs into a basement. Once down there I found two other guys and one girl, all about my age, thirty or so, and all dressed in the same robes as I was in. They were standing near the stairs looking across the room. The two guys were generally built like me, the girl was very slender and appeared to have very small breasts.
As I rounded the stairs I could see what they were looking at. There were three, naked guys and from their build I assumed young college guys. Their hands were tied above their heads to a large beam. Two of the three were slender, the other a little chubby. All three were wearing blindfolds and all had their feet tied to a spacer bar that was about two feet wide. Each guy had raging hard-ons sticking out from smooth shaven crotches. One of the guy's had a cock that had to be ten inches, the other two were more like six or seven.
Standing close to them was another man, I assumed the husband. He was in his forties, a bit of a belly on him, he was naked except for a leather cock-ring and ball spacer. He was messing with what appeared to be several whips and paddles on a long table. There were also numerous toys on the table; I could see dildos, vibrators and numerous butt plugs of varying size.
My cock was at full attention and pointed through my robe. The doorbell rang and the Amanda disappeared upstairs. The husband introduced himself as Charlie, the other two guys were Tom and Frank, the girl was Jill. The three young guys were not introduced.
"We have a couple of late arrivals, soon as they come down we'll get started. Thanks so much for coming over," Charlie said, grinning and seeming very happy to see us.
We all talked for a bit, Jill and Frank were a married couple that had been at the bookstore too, Tom was a friend of Frank's that Frank invited over when it seemed they weren't going to get many takers.
Amanda came back downstairs a few minutes later, with three people in tow. The guy from the bookstore that had invited me and the couple he had been talking with before I left. Amanda introduced the couple as Will and Jenny, and then introduced us to Paul, which she added was Charlie's brother.
So, now we had six watchers, three players and three young guys.
Charlie came over and handed all of us various whips and paddles. Mine was a leather paddle that resembled a Ping-Pong paddle.
"Now, these young men are all heading off to college next week and will be joining a frat that specializes in washing out their pledges by humiliation. We want to make sure these three don't wash out." He went on, "So, each of you will go over there and spank each ass with ten swats, delivered any way you want. After they have all been spanked ten times, then we will really get into the humiliation part of the evening." He smiled and said, "each of these young men are all willing to do whatever we demand of them, so don't worry about anything."
Amanda spoke up next, "The young man in the center is our son, he's been a playmate of ours since turning eighteen and is well aware of the rules of our games here tonight."
The young man in the center was the chubbier boy, sporting a nice seven inch boner.
We each walked around behind the three boys, all of us guys were hard as rocks with our cocks sticking out of the silky robes. Both girls' nipples were fully erect, so at least we were all into this. Each of us took turns in the order that we came to the party. The first two guys spanked hard, but not too hard, still the swats caused the bound guys to wince and squeal in pain.
However, Jill swung hard and fast with her cat-o-nine tails type of whip. The boys danced hard against the spacer bar trying to swing and squirm away from her well delivered swats.
My turn finally came, all three boys were sporting bright red asses now. Each boy had a nice, firm ass. The boy in the middle, Charlie and Amanda's son had a chubby butt, that was very firm and muscular, we was built like a lineman. I drew back my paddle and gave ten hard swats to the first boy. He yelped and screamed and jerked with each blow. Next, I went to the guy on the other end, leaving the middle boy who was anticipating my swats to wonder where I went. I delivered ten even, hard swats to the shiny ass that hung in front of me with the same result, lots of squirming and crying and squealing. I then used a little more force on the chubbier butt, insuring he received the same type of burn his two buddies did. Same results, he squirmed, squealed and jerked away with each swat.
The other couple behind me were easier on the boys, I guess due to the fact that their asses were already beyond red and were even starting to bruise a bit. All three also had tears streaming down their faces, the boy on the right sobbing out loud. Funny thing was, they were all three still sporting raging hard ons.
Charlie, Amanda and Paul did not spank the boys, they simple stated that they had already had their fun with them earlier.
