"God yes! Me too! You made me so excited I had to jerk off."
I thought the next woman was extraordinarly brave since her whipper had her change positions after each lash to present another portion of her body and I knew the delays would not let her cum. She solved the problem by resisting the next position to say, "No. Just whip my pussy!"
There were only four lashes left but it was enough to get her over.
The last girl said, "I can't be that brave. Tie me. I want all of you to whip me. Would you just give me two each?"
Dick said, "That would mean you would get twenty-two."
"I know. I have been thinking about it. Please don't hit my pussy unless I ask for it. I may have to work up courage between lashes, please don't hit me until I say "Now".
We lined up so there would be no delay passing the whip. I knew the first lashes would hurt the worst so I went to the back of the line because it seemed strange to cause pain rather than receive it.
She really had thought about this. She told them the ropes were tight enough on her wrists just as they got snug then said, "Do my legs."
She kept saying, "Wider." until her feet left the floor and she was nearly doing the splits.
Her husband put his fingers into her gaping pussy and said amazed, "She is sopping wet and it hasn't even started!"
I knew that was not true just the anticipation of being tied was exciting enough to make me wet. It was like foreplay.
They started slowly. she screamed and shuddered at each lash before working up the courage to say "Now." for the next but as it went on the "Nows" became faster then the "Nows," changed to "Tits" then "Nipples," until the last six were brought on by moaning "Pussy."
I had no idea whipping someone would be nearly as exciting as being whipped. I could feel her pain as the lashes came diagonally across her pussy until I brought them directly into it knowing the tips were hitting her ass-hole.
She let out one loud scream then dropped her head to moan, "Pussy, Pussy, Pussy, over and over but I ignored that knowing she had reached her most powerful orgasm."
We let her down to lie on the floor. She immediately broght both hands to her pussy to dig at it until she went to sleep.
We went for more drinks while the men and women agreed this was the most fantastic night of their life and that they had never cum that hard before.
One woman said, "It was good for the men too. Last night John could not get it up. Tonight he was able to fuck me twice and he still has a hard-on."
Everyone seemed amazed that they would react the way they did except Kay who said, "I am not really surprised. I have had fantasies about being whipped since I was a little girl. It started when my brother spanked me with a willow switch for breaking his toy but for some reason we did not go further."
By then everyone had become exhausted and began going home.
After they left I confessed, "They did not really hurt me very much even with so many. Are you proud of me anyway?"
"Of course. If it hadn't been for you none of the women would have agreed to it. It was great to see them cum to an experience they never would have tried without your example."
He was tired and we went to bed. He was asleep in minutes but I was too excited to sleep. The party had been a fantastic success for me. I had performed in front of an audience who was very impressed even though they were rich and had seen everything. I felt the dozen or so welts on my body from a hundred and twenty lashes that proved I was not badly hurt but best of all I had found four women like me so I no longer felt perverted. I conveniently forgot that Dick had weeded through a lot of people to come up with these five couples. I didn't even think it was significant that these women had only taken twenty easy lashes. It was only important that they, like me, had become excited.
I slept late and Dick had already gone to work. He left a note on my dresser that said, "You are the greatest! I love you!"
I felt a little guilty because he was so impressed by something that made me excited and thought I should suffer more to deserve his love.
I took a long shower noting that there was only a few small bruises on my body and decided I could take a lot more pain. Maybe next time I would suggest he use the "Cat" to really impress our guests and him.
I walked out to the living room where the ropes were still hanging from the beam and jumped up to hang from them as I imagined a huge audience in front of me and tried to imagine the feel of the "Cat" but I couldn't and slipped down until my feet were on the floor. Then I noticed a camcorder at the far end of the room near the ceiling. He must have put it up there while I was dressing. I got the kitchen step-stool to unload it then played it on our TV. He had zoomed in until I was almost life size doing my strip tease. I looked really good. I moved smoothly and sexily and it was obvious from the look on my face that I was really enjoying myself as I smiled at the audience reaction.I fast-forwarded to where I was being prepared for my birthday spanking. I was obviosly excited and cooperated fully to my bondage. when I was whipped I didn't look as if I was suffering at all. I just looked like the milder porno tapes where the woman was trying to get to orgasm in spite of the loud "Whap!" of the whip. Again I knew no-one would believe I was being badly hurt or that I didn't want it because I looked frustrated at the delays while the whip changed hands and was pumping my pelvis trying to cum. I turned off the tape for a moment to run to our bedroom to get the vibrating dildo. I turned the tape back on and plunged it into my pussy in time with the whipstrokes. I needed something extra so I pinched my nipples to cause pain at the same time to let me get to orgasm just as they started to let me down. It was obvious the audience had no sympathy for me. I had been so excited at the time I had not heard their yells to hit me harder or to hit my nipples or pussy. They yelped in glee as I gasped or moaned at an especially hard lash or one to the sensitive areas of my nipples, pussy or tender inner thighs. They really got excited and women and men nearly ripped off their clothes to fuck doggy style so they could watch my ordeal as they fucked.
I fast forwarded again to the point the other women were whipped. On tape they seemed to be hit not nearly as hard as I was. Even I didn't hit hard then I remembered thinking I should only excite her so she would want it again. I assumed the other whippers felt the same way. After all it was their first time. I convinced myself I was not hit hard the first time either. I spent the rest of the day either hanging from the ropes or watching tapes to keep me in a state of excitement for Dick's return.
As soon as he came in he went to the camcorder and saw the kitchen stool. He was angry, "What have you done! Why were you looking at the camcorder."
"I'm sorry. I guessed you filmed the party and I couldn't wait to see it."
"You have ruined it for me. I wanted us to see it together while we fucked."
"We can still do it."
"No. It is not the same but I do want to see it."
I knelt by his chair while he watched. I was a little disappointed when he fast-forwarded to my whipping missing the dance I was so proud of. He wasn't even very excited by my whipping saying, "God. I didn't think they would be so wimpy. I should have whipped you. It would have been harder with more to your ass-hole and pussy."
I thought he was just saying that because he was mad at me for ruining what he had planned. I felt guilty and offered to suck his prick but he said, "No. It isn't even hard."