"This is an experiment to test your will power. When I turn this on your gloves will carry forty thousand volts of electricity. Twice as much as the cattle prod you experienced Friday. Unless you want to experience excruciating pain do not touch yourself with your gloved hands. It is even possible it could bring on a heart attack. You will know the electricity is on by a blinking light on the grey box. Do you understand?"
I said that I did and held my hands out and behind my head as far from my body as I could get them. He plugged in the grey box and the light began blinking. He picked up a vibrator that looked like a thin cock and moved it around on my nipples then my clitoris. In just a few moments my excitement grew to that terrible point just before orgasm. He stopped! When my breathing got back to normal he started again running it around my anus then slowly up the slit of my pussy till it touched my clit. He stopped again! He knew just when I was about to climax then would quit till I was going crazy. I tried to breathe normally so he wouldn't know I was close but it didn't work. He kept bringing me up to frustrate me until I didn't care if I died I just had to climax and jammed the metal finger into my pussy. Nothing happened! I thought it had malfunctioned and rubbed my clit till I had the orgasm I had earned over and over.
When I stopped vibrating from my glorious release he unplugged the box and removed my gloves and released my bonds.
I felt safe now so I told him the box didn't work.
"I know. I didn't turn it on. I suspected you were willing to take a chance on dying rather than being cheated out of your orgasm. That doesn't mean other things will not be real. From now on we may just see what is the limit of your tolerance to pain.
I found I was now totally jaded I never came in room B1, or B2 and only in B3 because I was fucked for such a long time.
For my fantasy I didn't want to be fucked or even have my pussy licked. I just had them whip me on my tits, pussy, and butt all at the same time till I fainted from the combination of pain and orgasms.
On Saturday we went to Dan's place. He introduced us to his girlfriend, Olga. She was real plain looking with straight hair pulled back with a bow and wearing a shapeless grey dress. She looked sad when he said,
"Bill and Lena meet Olga. I know she doesn't look like much now but she looks better naked."
She sat forlornly in a chair with her hands in her lap while he showed me the gold nipple rings. They were bigger than the pins put through my nipples. I undressed to show him. Olga seemed surprised that I offered to do it.
Dan pulled out my nipples and looked at the ear-rings I had in them to keep the holes open.
"Yeah, they will have to be opened up a little but it shouldn't hurt much since you already have holes. The needle to do it is in the box with the rings."
I took out the rings and lifted the cotton they had rested on. The needle was underneath if you could call it that. I had never seen a needle that big it was more like a big nail.
"Oh God. That will hurt awful but I don't care I want the rings."
Olga looked incredulous and got up to watch as I was seated in a chair while Bill got behind me to grip my tits to hold them steady for Dan. I don't know if he was trying to be kind or mean. He lined up the point of the nail with my holes and very slowly pushed it through. It hurt awful. It was too big to just stretch the skin as the needle had. It made my flesh tear to allow it to go through and tears came to my eyes as my pussy got wet.
He showed me how to open the ring and pushed it through my nipple. It was big enough to put a rope through it. I asked him to put the nail through my other nipple faster. He did making just a short sharp pain much better than the first one.
Olga watched wide eyed as they took turns tugging on them and agreed how great they would be to tie me for whipping.
Then Dan turned to Olga and said, "Olga! Get those ugly clothes off so they can see your great body."
"No! I won't! You will have to make me."
Dan seemed to expect that. He had Bill help hold her over the back of an easy chair and began spanking her hard with a big wood paddle. She began to cry right away then after about twenty spanks said while sobbing, "I'll do it! I can't stand the pain."
He let her up and she began taking off her clothes. It was quite a production. She took off her shoes, knee socks, dress, slip. a big cotton bra, and cotton panties. While she was taking this all off I whispered to Dan, "What is the deal with Olga? The spanking seemed to hurt her instead of turning her on."
"She may be braver than you. She is never excited by whipping and does not want to be. If I don't hit her hard enough to really hurt she will beg to be hit harder. Her folks are religious freaks. They and the preacher are always telling her sex is a sin she must be punished for. The bigger sin she thinks it is the more she needs to be punished so she won't feel guilty about it. The first time we fucked I had to rape her. She loved it so asked me to whip her to relieve her guilt. It is great. She goes to church on wednesday's and Sundays and comes to me to tell what they lectured against. We have gone through nude dancing, straight sex, oral sex. Today she told me about sodomy which is supposed to be a huge sin. I am anxious to see what punishment she will need for that."
Now that she had been punished for nudity she was no longer bashful. She put her hands behind her back to let her fingers rest on her nice big round butt and showed off her big breasts that looked round and firm. although her stomach was not flat like mine it just had a small bulge at her navel.
She began to speak in a monotone as if she was reciting. "Today some men working on the streets said, 'Great tits and ass, Babe' to me. Mama said my body made them think of sex and sin. She is getting me a training bra to make my breasts smaller and a tight girdle so my bottom won't move under my dress."
Dan said, "They should be punished shouldn't they?"
"Yes. I brought a whip like the one mama made to use on me."
She handed Dan a whip made by tightly braiding hemp twine. It was bristling with little stickers.
"This looks pretty nasty. Do you ever bleed when your mom uses it?"
"No. She uses it on top of my clothes. It just makes red lines that sometimes get purple."
"About twenty lashes with this should do it."
"Yes twenty on my left breast, twenty on the right and twenty on each cheek of my bottom."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes. It should hurt more on bare skin. Then I won't feel bad if you lick my pussy."
His dad must have been into S&M because the spare bedroom had pulleys with rope and wrist-cuffs in the ceiling. and cuffs in the floor for the ankles.
Dan explained that his Dad had put in the room because some women customers liked to have various whips tried on them before they bought them.
We put on the cuffs then Dan pulled down on the ropes to lift her off her feet but this wasn't enough.
"No. Pull me tighter. It doesn't hurt yet."
Dan jumped up to put all his weight on the ropes then had Bill tie them that way as she moaned and sobbed. "Oh yes. That is right. I hurt awfully. I deserve it for letting you all see me naked. Please whip me. Hard!!"
When she said that the whip left welts when used on top of her clothes I doubted her until I was handed the whip to hold while she was tied. The hemp twine had been braided so tightly the thongs were very hard. More like wooden dowels than regular strands and the stickers were so sharp I punctured my finger feeling them. I shuddered at the thought of them hitting my breasts especially the stickers hitting my nipples.