Infidelity Games, Part 2

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The Best Banana in the Bunch
Keith P. Rein (American)
https://conchigliadivenere.wordpress.com/2016/07/28/keith-p-rein-american/

She heard the swoosh of the crop, even felt the air move. It ended with a smack on her ass. She felt the sting through her silk. Her body quivered, but she stifled a cry.

Chris gently rubbed her bottom. He slid those panties down to her knees; then cupped her sex, caressing it with his whole hand. But the respite was short. The next strike from the crop came too soon. This time on naked flesh. Her body danced, her flesh giggled, yet she tried to keep still. The mix of electric pleasure and pain raced to every extremity and back again. She swallowed her cry.

But he hadn’t even begun. Five or six strikes of the flogger later, and she was pulling away, twisting side-to-side in a futile attempt to escape his ministration. Again, Chris reached under her belly and pulled her rump high off the sofa. It earned her three strikes in succession.

Sandra felt tears on her cheek. She’d started crying.

“Let’s try this,” Chris said as he placed the crop on the sofa, next to her head so she couldn’t help but see it.

He cupped her sex again. This time, his middle two fingers slid on either side of her fold; they found her clit. Gently, slowly, he rubbed up and down, driving her slowly wild. Sandy’s breathing grew heavy, her torso arched and fell in rhythm with her breath. He stopped as she was about to come.

“No,” she cried. “Please.”

“Please what?”

“Please, sir,” she pleaded. “Please don’t stop. I was so close.”

“I know,” was all he replied.

Chris untied her wrists.

Immediately, she pulled those wrist her sides, then slid them under her belly and a few seconds later — she thought he’d turned away to rummage another cruel toy — she reached down and touched herself.

But he was watching. He was even thrilled. He loved it when she played with herself. But not yet, it was far too early for her. That will come in time.

He grabbed Sandra by the hair and pulled her to her feet.

“Hold out your palms.”

She looked at him so forlorn, but with a gulp she did as he commanded.

He sent a smack of the flogger across her two palms.

“Owe!” Sandra cried. She pulled her hands away, tender flesh throbbing. She pressed them under her arms, as if that would mitigate the throbbing sting.

“You know better than to touch yourself without permission.”

She looked at him, pleading with her eyes. “Sorry, sir.”

“Face the sofa. Take two big steps back. That’s right, Now, bend down and hold your ankles. No, keep your knees straight.”

“But —”

“I won’t let you fall,” he said, anticipating her protest.

She complied to his instructions.

He knelt beside her and tied her wrists to her ankles.


Nuclear Warfare never felt so Good
Keith P. Rein (American)
https://conchigliadivenere.wordpress.com/2016/07/28/keith-p-rein-american/
Chris then directed her to stand with her legs apart, wide apart. He used no words, just gentle guidance with his hands. He looked up, locked eyes with her, her head upside down and hair cascading toward the floor.

He stood, and when that first smack from his riding crop came, she screamed, even though she had been determined to keep her composure. Before she could tumble forward, he steadied her with an arm under her belly. This was but the first, if he’d keep this up, she’d have criss-crossed welts across her bottom that would last for two weeks. And all with no warm up!

Then came the second. It was no easier to take than the first. After a dozen, there were tears in her eyes. After another six she squirmed and bucked and tried to fall forward, anything to make it stop. Anything, that is, except her safeword. Still another six more strikes from the crop, with their insidious whosh-smack sound, Sandra was ready to buckle.

He stood beside her, one arm holding her up by the midriff, while the other ministered the crop.

“Another three,” he told her finally. “But these will be harsh.”

What were they up until now? she lamented to herself.

“One,” Chris announced as the crop fell. His aim was to the fold between her bottom and the back of her thigh, the sweet spot they call it, the most exquisitely delicate single line along the thigh, full of untested nerve endings.

She clenched her teeth and let out a muffled cry. She hopped up and down — the best she could being so insidiously bound.

“Two.” The crop fell, landing on the exact same spot, already throbbing, already red.

She jumped up and down yet again. She couldn’t pull those bounds loose, she couldn’t pull away from him. “No,” she pleaded with a weak whimper.

“Three.” Whoosh. Smack. Again on the sweet spot. This last one was no harsher or softer than the ones before, but she felt it the worst, having landed yet again on the same red and pulsating crevasse of her butt-cheek.

And, she lost her self control and let out a scream.

“No more, no more!” she implored. “Please don’t.”

He made her stand on her own, hands still bound to her ankles, as he dabbed the criss-crossed red marks with an alcohol soaked gauze. The new sting was just as harsh as the crop. Only afterward, he untied her and allowed her to collapse on the sofa. Again, for but a moment.

… to be continued …

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    Hot damn. Great job! The riding crop is my nemesis. It is always so much worse than I think it is going to be and with no warm up? I think my ass hurts just from reading this.

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