The first day... part 7
Posted: Thu Dec 17, 2009 1:29 am
part 1
http://www.milovana.com/forum/viewtopic.php?f=18&t=4630
part 2
http://www.milovana.com/forum/viewtopic.php?f=18&t=4634
part 3
http://www.milovana.com/forum/viewtopic.php?f=18&t=4637
part 4
http://www.milovana.com/forum/viewtopic.php?f=18&t=4638
part 5
http://www.milovana.com/forum/viewtopic.php?f=18&t=4651
part 6
http://www.milovana.com/forum/viewtopic ... 18&t=4656v
She did not say what time she would be there but I knew “severe punishment” meant that I better be ready and waiting. I wasted no time getting ready for her and was in position waiting for her within forty-five minutes. And as soon as I got the handcuffs on I thought you dummy, I should have waited until I heard her pull up before putting them on but it was to late now. They were on and I had no idea where she kept the spare keys, I know there is a key on with her car keys. I sat there at the kitchen table until I heard a car pull into the driveway then I knelt down on the floor as close to the middle as I could get. I should have put something there so I knew where the middle of the room was but I figured I would be close enough. I heard her keys in the lock and the door open. And then she was standing right in front of me “See Kim I told you he would be here waiting for us.” “Oh good Kim is back” I thought but did not say. I just leaned back on my heels. “That hood looks good on you Jim” Kim piped up “I see you don’t have any more hair than the last time I seen you” and laughed. “So Sharri what new tricks have you taught him” “oh wait until you see the video I shot on our trip to Blue City” I blew most of my savings on that trip, his too.” “Oh my god you have video of it when did you get that?” “On that trip”
“On your feet slave and spread your legs.” As soon as I was standing Queen Sharri started checking me for any spots that I may have missed shaving. Not finding any she put my collar on and snapped the leash in place and led Kim and me into the living room she put me beside the TV facing the couch and removed the eye patches. Gave my balls a light squeeze and whispered in my ear “If your are a VERY good slave you will get a very good treat.” That got my imagination going, was a threesome in the offering. Queen Sharri left me standing there and put in a VHS tape into the VCR and hit play. It was then that it dawned on me that the camera did not take VHS tapes she had made copies of them, my heart sank. I tried to put that thought out of my mind and focus on that promise of a “very good treat.” They both looked very good tonight Queen Sharri wearing her black mini and a revealing top. Kim wearing very tight cut off jeans and a halter-top. They both sat on the couch and watched the video. My mind was racing while they sat and watched and Kim made Sharri rewind in several spots and could not help but comment on a few things like how red my ass was by the time I finally found the correct answer in that magazine while she was whipping me. I have never seen all of the video she had taken on that trip and a lot of it was off center and kind of boring. But Sharri fast forwarded it threw a lot of it and hit the high spots like me jacking off while the pizza guy was there and then again with the pizza and of course being fucked in the ass and me with the blow up doll ect. All the while they sat there Queen Sharri kept looking over at me standing there by the TV and all of a sudden I realized she had a bulge in her mini skirt that should not be there, she was wearing the strap on dildo. I was immediately terrified she was going to try to get me to suck it again. I knew I would not do that no matter what the treat was I just would not do it and I braced myself for a long night. After they had watched about an hour of the video Queen Sharri told me to come over and turn around she removed the handcuffs and told me to go get them some drinks. I took a deep breath and headed for the kitchen relieved when I got there I seen a bottle of vodka and a bottle of whiskey on the counter, along with orange juice and coke. I mixed one of each and headed back to the living room. When I got there Queen Sharri was standing there with the strap on in plain view. She told me to set the drinks on the coffee table. After I set the drinks down She told me to move the armchair away from the wall and turn it around. I was dreading what was coming and oddly enough I was praying that she was only going to fuck me with it, not try to make me suck it. The chair moved to the middle of the room She told me to go get the ropes and leather cuffs. It was going to be a long night I briefly thought of making a run for it but where would I go after all this is my house. I came back with all of the rope and cuffs they set to work tying me securely bent over the back of the chair. Once I was secure Sharri went into the bed room and returned with the yarn and began wrapping each of my balls individually, each nut was squeezed tightly against the skin of my scrotum that done she asked Kim to go to the kitchen and get the whiskey and the vodka which she tied to my balls one forty ounce bottle to each nut. As soon as both bottles were dangling from my balls I felt the lube oozing down the crack of my ass. And the tip of the dildo pressing against me until it poked into my ass hole it was only in about two inches and she just wiggled it around for about a minute before slowly sliding it all the way up my ass it took about thirty to forty seconds for her to slide it all the way in but once it was in all the way she started to fuck me hard and deep making the bottles bounce around and jiggle together. My ass hurt but my balls hurt more I was grimacing and groaning in pain when Kim bent over and asked, “Is something wrong Jim?” and laughed. She thought she was being so funny. Queen Sharri continued to fuck my ass hard and fast. Until I began to beg her to stop I could not take it any more my balls felt like they were about to get squished. She did not stop right away but she did slow down while she told Kim where the duct tape was. When Kim came back with the duct tape Queen Sharri told her tape a pair of panties in my mouth. Kim asked where the panties were. Queen Sharri told her “just use yours” a minute later a pair of wet panties were shoved into my mouth and taped in place. They were foul tasting I would have preferred a sweaty old sock. Once the gag was in place (Kim had put her cut off shorts back on) Queen Sharri began fucking me harder than before taking long hard strokes. She kept this up until was exhausted. She pulled the dildo out of my ass took it off and told Kim “here your turn now” it took Kim a minute to put it on. I took that time to try regain some composer my balls killing me but the bottles were not bouncing and that gave me some relief. Kim’s first trust was in to the hilt and hard enough to move the chair ahead about ¼ of an inch. I bit down on the panties and fought off the pain in my balls she pounded my ass relentlessly for what seemed like forever. When she could not continue she collapsed on the floor in front of me, dildo sticking straight up and a huge wet spot covering the entire crotch of her shorts. Her halter-top almost falling off of her heaving chest. Then I felt Queen Sharri fiddling with the bottles hanging from my balls “You ready for another drink Kim? I am pouring. She let each bottle drop as she finished pouring. They each had a couple more drinks, which eased the weight in the bottles, but not enough. When they were all rested Queen sharri went and got the huge butt plug and showed it to Kim “That thing is as big as a fucking baseball!” that was my thought exactly. Queen Sharri knelt in front of me and asked me which I would prefer the butt plug up my ass or the bottles hanging from my balls. There was no real choice my balls were killing me and I needed to get them off. I nodded toward the plug. Queen Sharri said, “I thought that might be your choice. And she lubed the plug and shoved it up my ass. It did not go in easy and it hurt like hell but once in it was bearable. They untied me but as soon as my hands were free they cuffed them behind my back. And as soon as I was able I squatted down letting the bottles hit the floor. Queen Sharri untied the bottles and pulled the yarn off of my balls. I felt instant relief they still hurt but oh my god it felt good to have the yarn off my sack. She fondled my balls for a minute making sure they were intact.
Queen Sharri spread a towel on the seat of the chair and told me to sit while she got the bedroom ready. I started thinking about a threesome again and as I sat there thinking about that Kim came back and sat on the couch and hit play on the VCR, poured another drink and sat back and watched with great interest. She was watching me eat Queen Sharri’s pussy she hit fast forward after about five minutes the tape ended before I stopped eating her. I had a hard on I am not sure what turned me on more the thought of a threesome or watching Kim watch Sharri and me in action. But I knew Kim was wet as hell and any woman that wet is going to want some action of her own. Queen Sharri came back and led me into the bedroom and Kim was right behind me. Queen Sharri had put a sheet of plastic on the bed told me to lay down spread eagle and they tied me down stretching me out as much as they could. Then out came the candles they each lit two candles one in each hand then Queen Sharri lit a huge candle with three wicks and set it on the dresser. They went to work dripping hot wax over my entire body. Peeling and reapplying it from my cock, balls and nipples several times they both went through several candles before peeling it as much off of me as they could. That was when Queen Sharri got the big candle off the dresser blew it out and stood on the bed over me that was when I noticed she was not wearing panties. I was busy looking up her skirt when she dumped the candle onto my very hard cock and balls. It was VERY hot and it seemed like forever before it cooled. But oh my god did it ever turn me on my cock got so hard that it actually hurt. As the wax cooled and my erection shrank it left a perfect mold of my cock. They peeled as much of the wax off of me as they could, then lead me to the back yard where they turn the hose on my to remove the rest of it. They had a great time shooting me with the very cold water and when Queen Sharri hit my balls I doubled over Kim got behind me and pulled me up straight so Queen Sharri could continue to hose my cock and balls. They turned me around and bent me over washing out the crack of my ass making my sphincter clamp down on the huge butt plug and again she hit my balls. By the time they were done hosing me down I don’t know who was wetter Kim or I. Kim’s rock hard nipples were very noticeable through her soaked halter-top and she had to hold it up in place as she shivered it kept slipping down. As soon as we were back inside Kim ran for the bathroom to dry off. While she was doing that Queen Sharri started to tie me to the door that led to the basement. She started by putting the leather wrist and ankle cuffs on me and linking the wrist cuffs together with an open chain link and running a rope through it and over the door she then brought out a three foot piece of broom handle with eyelets in each end and clipped it to each ankle cuff and then pulled the rope very tight forcing me up on my toes before tying it off and then taping the rope to the broom handle to keep it from sliding to one side. By the time she had me secured to the door Kim was back and wearing my robe. She had tied her long red hair back in a ponytail. Queen Sharri told Kim to get the bag of clothespins and the yarn from the dresser. I knew what was coming next … Zippers! I hate these they are very painful. I just had no idea of where or how many she was going to put on me. When Kim got back with the yarn and clothespins Queen Sharri showed her how to apply them. Wrapping the yarn around each clothespin as they put it on me. When they were done I had over one hundred and fifty clothespins on me and every one of them pinching and stinging. They had a zipper running down from each elbow to my waist, down the inside of each thigh from my sack to the knee, shorter ones across each nipple with eight clothes pins on each side, one on each side of my cock, and one that looped back and forth on my scrotum. Then loose pins scattered all over wherever they could get them to stay including nose, earlobes and neck. When they were out of clothespins Queen Sharri got the Chip bag clips out and placed one on the head of my cock and one on top of the clothespins on my nipples. It seemed like my whole body was on fire. Queen Sharri then removed the tape holding Kim’s panties from my mouth. I was grateful to have them out but I wanted something to bite down on just the same. I clenched my teeth and groaned but did not scream out in pain. Queen Sharri looked disappointed at my lack of vocal response. Then she turned to Kim “Ok you win that bet” and went to the cupboard and got the bottle of tequila, poured herself a shot and hesitantly brought to her lips then tipped it back. After she had downed the shot of tequila she turned to me “ok slave now you know we are betting on how you react to certain things or how you answer questions, you have to answer them honestly as long as you don’t lie you wont be punished, however you lie and you pay.” “You must answer the questions quickly and very specifically, and since you did not scream when I removed your gag Kim gets to ask the first question.” Kim then motioned for Queen Sharri to follow her to the living room. When they returned Kim asked, “Which of the seven dwarfs is your favorite?” “Dopey I guess” I answered only because he was the first one I thought of. Kim started laughing and Queen Sharri poured herself another shot of tequila. Again they went to the living room and whispered when they came back Kim again asked the question “Which one clothespin hurts the most?” “My left nipple” but it could have been either they both hurt very bad. This time Queen Sharri was the one rejoicing and Kim poured herself a shot, she did not hesitate at all she slammed it back and wiped her lips. They went into the living room and consulted on the next question and possible answers and came back. Queen Sharri asked me, “would you rather suck a fake cock or be fucked in the ass by a real guy?” I glared at her letting her know how much I did not approve of the question. “Answer slave or else!” “I would not do either Queen Sharri” “Slave you have to pick one.” and she pulled the zipper from my right side. This time I screamed out loud and hard not trying to hide the pain. “Well if you EVER have a guy fuck me in the ass you better kill me cause I will kill you all, so in a hypothetical situation I would rather suck fake cock.” “Was that so hard slave?” and Kim poured herself another shot of tequila. While they were in the living room I noticed that the bottle, which was only about 1/3 full when they started, did not have a lot left now, only two or three shots. Queen Sharri asked me the next question “would you rather jack off while being fucked in the ass or fuck Becky while we watch?” I answered while glaring at her knowing her as I do they would be doing what ever I answered later. “I would rather fuck Becky while you watch” This time Kim just tipped the bottle back taking a big swallow. I heard Kim demanding that Queen Sharri ask a more general question that she would not be as likely to know how I would answer. When they returned Queen Sharri asked me “which zipper do you want Kim to rip off right now?”
“My left nipple” and with that Kim grabbed the zipper on my left side and ripped it off starting at the waist pulling up. “OH FUCK THAT HURTS” I screamed out if any of my neighbors were out side I am sure they could have heard me. And Queen Sharri tipped the bottle back killing what was left. The tequila was gone. This time it was Kim’s turn to ask “Jim would you rather have us pull all the zippers one right after the other or space them out?” at this point I just wanted them off and I figured just get it over with “pull them all of one after the other” having answered I was almost dreading them actually doing it. Queen Sharri started removing loose clothespins from my nose and ears while she did that Kim pulled both zippers from my thighs at the same time. I was still screaming through gritted teeth when Kim yanked the zipper off of my scrotum. The pain level rose to a new high as the zippers were pulled off my cock. By this time Queen Sharri had removed most of the loose ones and Kim was examining the zipper marks on my thighs and cock and balls. AS Kim reached for the zipper on my left nipple Queen Sharri stopped her. I have a better way to remove those, go wet a towel and bring it back. While Kim went to get the wet towel Queen Sharri knelt in front of me and began sucking my limp cock. It hurt more than it felt good as my cock started to swell and stretch the skin on the sides of my cock where the zippers had been. It took several minutes but my cock was fully erect. And Kim was back with a dripping wet towel. Queen Sharri told Kim to keep me hard while she got it set up. She took two pieces of yarn and tied them to each end of each zipper and made sure they looped down to about my knees. Then as she wrapped the towel around the yarn she smacked Kim’s bobbing head with the towel. “Don’t get to carried away Kim, we just want to keep him hard.” Kim do you want under or over four minutes?” “What do you mean?” “I am going to hang this wet towel on his hard on when he loses it the towel falls ripping off the zippers. Do you want under or over four minutes?” “I will take over” and gave my cock a couple my strokes with her mouth before getting to her feet. Queen Sharri made note of the time and hung the towel on my cock. “Winner sits on his face first.” A minute passed before my cock took its first downward dip. Kim dropped the robe and began rolling her nipples between her thumbs and fingers, moaning erotically as she did. As she put on a show for me I regained full erectness. Queen Sharri not to be out done wanted to win the bet started talking about sex with grandma among other revolting ideas. The more Queen Sharri talked the more Kim did to keep me erect. By the three-minute mark Kim was on the floor licking her own nipple while rubbing her clit. At four minutes I was still hard enough to keep the towel from falling. But Kim was to far into it to stop she kept going until she reached her orgasm. After she was done she stood up and put my robe back on “looks like win both ways and I can’t wait to sit on his face.” She pulled my cock down letting the towel fall to the floor ripping the close pins from my nipples. The ones right on my nipples hung on a split second longer than the rest because of the chip clips pinching the clothespins closed tighter. When I finally regained my senses they began untying me from the door. Loose from the door and the broomstick removed from between my legs, Kim lead me to the living room laid me on the floor, straddled my face and lowered herself directly onto my waiting mouth. She had what I would have to describe as a “rotten crotch” it was very foul tasting and made me gag almost instantly and continually. She rode my face through three screaming orgasms during which she almost drowned me with a vile pussy juice. It tasted something like what I would expect skunk piss to taste like. When she got off Queen Sharri hiked up her skirt and got on. Comparatively speaking her pussy tasted like the nectar of the gods. I was glad to be eating her just to get the taste out of my mouth. I could hear Kim moaning somewhere not to far away and guessed that she was masturbating. As soon as Queen Sharri had cum for the third time Kim said “that was a good start but what I need is a good fucking.” Queen Sharri jumped up and went running into the bedroom she came back with the oragel a box of Kleenex and a hand full of condoms. She poured the oragel onto my rock hard cock slipped a rubber over it and wrapped it with Kleenex and then put on another rubber. “You ride that I will ride his face.” Well this is a threesome but not quite the way I had pictured it. With Kim bouncing up and down on my cock with reckless abandon it was hard for me to give Queen Sharri’s pussy the attention she was wanting. Soon Queen Sharri wanted to trade places. Kim who had cum a couple more times while riding my cock was tired and agreed she wanted to just sit on my face and let my tongue do the work for awhile. And again I had that skunk piss flavored pussy grinding my face. After they had both came a few more times they both were wanting a break during which I had to pour them drinks and serve snacks. When they had finished the snacks and a couple more drinks Queen Sharri turned to me “slave you had quite the potty mouth earlier and I don’t think you addressed me correctly once during our game, I want you to tell me what you think would be a suitable punishment for that.” I knew I had sworn quite a bit when they were removing the zippers and I honestly didn’t remember if I had addressed her as Queen Sharri or not. It was after 2:00AM and I was getting very tired. “Queen Sharri, I suggest ripping this plug out of my butt and sending me to bed without my dinner.” Queen Sharri laughed at my “obvious” attempt at humor. “I will rip that plug out of your ass all right, but you won’t be going to bed anytime soon. You have five seconds to suggest an adequate punishment slave.” I did not particularly want to be punished at all but I knew better than to let Queen Sharri decide totally because she would go over the top, that’s not to say that she wouldn’t go over the top even if I did suggest something but if I picked it she would be less likely to be excessively cruel. I also knew that if I suggested a punishment that she considered to light that I would be in trouble for that. “Fifty lashes Queen Sharri.” She sat there nodding her head as she considered my suggestion. “Very well slave fifty lashes it is … in the balls eye position, but first lets get that plug out of your ass.” And with that she led me to the back yard and tied a cord to the plug and to the same tree as before. Slave you have one chance to remove it yourself, I suggest you take a running start.” I bent over and using my hands spread my ass cheeks apart and started running as fast as I could. I hit the end of the cord and the plug ripped free but the jolt sent me tumbling ass over heals across the lawn.
Once I had managed to get back to my feet Queen Sharri sent me into the house with the instructions to get a couple of ropes and a roll of duct tape and be bent over the kitchen table ready for them to restrain me. I had the ropes and tape set on the table and was bracing myself the whipping I was about to receive. They took their time coming in I was waiting for about five minutes before they came in. They began tying me to the table as soon as they came in but instead of tying me in the dreaded “Balls Eye” position they spread my legs apart securely tying each ankle to a table leg using both tape and rope to do so then they did the same to my wrists. Then Queen Sharri did something new. She tied a slip knot in a piece of yarn slid it over my balls and tied the other end to my collar. She then told me to lift my head as high as I could. I only lifted it a couple of inches before the yarn tugged at my balls. “That should be about right” she said while laughing “Every time he tries to arch his back he is going to pull that string pulling his own balls” She then went to the bedroom and came back with various whipping items including a heavy wooden paddle that although I had seen she had never used on me before. She set them all on the table beside me except for the paddle and told Kim to pick what ever she wanted to use. Kim picked up the brush and smacked it on the palm of her hand. By the way she swore and shook her hand I would guess that it stung her more than she was expecting, “this will do fine” Queen Sharri laughed, and said “Good choice.” “Ok slave count every stroke, thank us and ask for another, understand?” I had had to do this many times before “Yes Queen Sharri I understand” “Good slave now before we start I would like to introduce you to “Mistress Kim” you will address her as such when speaking to her failure to do so will result in the same punishment as not addressing me as Queen Sharri” Then Mistress Kim spoke up “Queen Sharri I bet you a good cunt licking that I can get this ass cheek redder than you can get that one” “That’s a bet I will take” and WHACK!!! Queen Sharri swung the paddle hard landing on my right butt cheek. “OUWWW” I screamed out and forgetting all about the yarn tied to my nuts I reared my head hard and yank my balls sending a jolt of pain from them as well I dropped back to the table “One Thank you Queen Sharri may I please have another.” WHACK Mistress Kim did not want to be out done the wooden brush landed on my left ass cheek. Again I reared back out of instinct but not quite as hard. “Two Thank you Mistress Kim may I please have another” “Two?? She did not hit you twice slave that was only one. You fucked up the count already! We start over.” “slave count us separately” WHACK!!! The paddle struck in the same place as the last one. This time I was more or less prepared for it and concentrated on holding my head down. “One thank you Queen Sharri, may I please have another” WHACK!!! “One thank you Mistress Kim, may I please have another.” And so it continued until they had each landed twenty-five hard blows on my ass. My ass felt as though it was a steak that had just been tenderized. Queen Sharri asked Kim “Half done, should we give him a break and have a drink or just keep going? Mistress Kim replied “Nah we can have a drink after you finish eating my pussy” and laughed “Do you want to trade paddles now?” “Sure why not” and they traded the paddle and the brush. And so continued the most harsh, intense ass paddling I had ever had. It took every bit of concentration I could muster to keep the count right and keep my head down. I almost messed up the count a couple of times when Queen Sharri paddled my ass three times in a row getting ahead of Mistress Kim in the count and vice versa. But I did manage to sort it out in my head and count off accordingly.
part 8
http://www.milovana.com/forum/viewtopic.php?f=18&t=4680
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to answer your question Green ... time got a little fuzzy but aprox. 6 weeks, I did not date the diary she made keep. and yes I have hundreds of pages... enough to write a book
http://www.milovana.com/forum/viewtopic.php?f=18&t=4630
part 2
http://www.milovana.com/forum/viewtopic.php?f=18&t=4634
part 3
http://www.milovana.com/forum/viewtopic.php?f=18&t=4637
part 4
http://www.milovana.com/forum/viewtopic.php?f=18&t=4638
part 5
http://www.milovana.com/forum/viewtopic.php?f=18&t=4651
part 6
http://www.milovana.com/forum/viewtopic ... 18&t=4656v
She did not say what time she would be there but I knew “severe punishment” meant that I better be ready and waiting. I wasted no time getting ready for her and was in position waiting for her within forty-five minutes. And as soon as I got the handcuffs on I thought you dummy, I should have waited until I heard her pull up before putting them on but it was to late now. They were on and I had no idea where she kept the spare keys, I know there is a key on with her car keys. I sat there at the kitchen table until I heard a car pull into the driveway then I knelt down on the floor as close to the middle as I could get. I should have put something there so I knew where the middle of the room was but I figured I would be close enough. I heard her keys in the lock and the door open. And then she was standing right in front of me “See Kim I told you he would be here waiting for us.” “Oh good Kim is back” I thought but did not say. I just leaned back on my heels. “That hood looks good on you Jim” Kim piped up “I see you don’t have any more hair than the last time I seen you” and laughed. “So Sharri what new tricks have you taught him” “oh wait until you see the video I shot on our trip to Blue City” I blew most of my savings on that trip, his too.” “Oh my god you have video of it when did you get that?” “On that trip”
“On your feet slave and spread your legs.” As soon as I was standing Queen Sharri started checking me for any spots that I may have missed shaving. Not finding any she put my collar on and snapped the leash in place and led Kim and me into the living room she put me beside the TV facing the couch and removed the eye patches. Gave my balls a light squeeze and whispered in my ear “If your are a VERY good slave you will get a very good treat.” That got my imagination going, was a threesome in the offering. Queen Sharri left me standing there and put in a VHS tape into the VCR and hit play. It was then that it dawned on me that the camera did not take VHS tapes she had made copies of them, my heart sank. I tried to put that thought out of my mind and focus on that promise of a “very good treat.” They both looked very good tonight Queen Sharri wearing her black mini and a revealing top. Kim wearing very tight cut off jeans and a halter-top. They both sat on the couch and watched the video. My mind was racing while they sat and watched and Kim made Sharri rewind in several spots and could not help but comment on a few things like how red my ass was by the time I finally found the correct answer in that magazine while she was whipping me. I have never seen all of the video she had taken on that trip and a lot of it was off center and kind of boring. But Sharri fast forwarded it threw a lot of it and hit the high spots like me jacking off while the pizza guy was there and then again with the pizza and of course being fucked in the ass and me with the blow up doll ect. All the while they sat there Queen Sharri kept looking over at me standing there by the TV and all of a sudden I realized she had a bulge in her mini skirt that should not be there, she was wearing the strap on dildo. I was immediately terrified she was going to try to get me to suck it again. I knew I would not do that no matter what the treat was I just would not do it and I braced myself for a long night. After they had watched about an hour of the video Queen Sharri told me to come over and turn around she removed the handcuffs and told me to go get them some drinks. I took a deep breath and headed for the kitchen relieved when I got there I seen a bottle of vodka and a bottle of whiskey on the counter, along with orange juice and coke. I mixed one of each and headed back to the living room. When I got there Queen Sharri was standing there with the strap on in plain view. She told me to set the drinks on the coffee table. After I set the drinks down She told me to move the armchair away from the wall and turn it around. I was dreading what was coming and oddly enough I was praying that she was only going to fuck me with it, not try to make me suck it. The chair moved to the middle of the room She told me to go get the ropes and leather cuffs. It was going to be a long night I briefly thought of making a run for it but where would I go after all this is my house. I came back with all of the rope and cuffs they set to work tying me securely bent over the back of the chair. Once I was secure Sharri went into the bed room and returned with the yarn and began wrapping each of my balls individually, each nut was squeezed tightly against the skin of my scrotum that done she asked Kim to go to the kitchen and get the whiskey and the vodka which she tied to my balls one forty ounce bottle to each nut. As soon as both bottles were dangling from my balls I felt the lube oozing down the crack of my ass. And the tip of the dildo pressing against me until it poked into my ass hole it was only in about two inches and she just wiggled it around for about a minute before slowly sliding it all the way up my ass it took about thirty to forty seconds for her to slide it all the way in but once it was in all the way she started to fuck me hard and deep making the bottles bounce around and jiggle together. My ass hurt but my balls hurt more I was grimacing and groaning in pain when Kim bent over and asked, “Is something wrong Jim?” and laughed. She thought she was being so funny. Queen Sharri continued to fuck my ass hard and fast. Until I began to beg her to stop I could not take it any more my balls felt like they were about to get squished. She did not stop right away but she did slow down while she told Kim where the duct tape was. When Kim came back with the duct tape Queen Sharri told her tape a pair of panties in my mouth. Kim asked where the panties were. Queen Sharri told her “just use yours” a minute later a pair of wet panties were shoved into my mouth and taped in place. They were foul tasting I would have preferred a sweaty old sock. Once the gag was in place (Kim had put her cut off shorts back on) Queen Sharri began fucking me harder than before taking long hard strokes. She kept this up until was exhausted. She pulled the dildo out of my ass took it off and told Kim “here your turn now” it took Kim a minute to put it on. I took that time to try regain some composer my balls killing me but the bottles were not bouncing and that gave me some relief. Kim’s first trust was in to the hilt and hard enough to move the chair ahead about ¼ of an inch. I bit down on the panties and fought off the pain in my balls she pounded my ass relentlessly for what seemed like forever. When she could not continue she collapsed on the floor in front of me, dildo sticking straight up and a huge wet spot covering the entire crotch of her shorts. Her halter-top almost falling off of her heaving chest. Then I felt Queen Sharri fiddling with the bottles hanging from my balls “You ready for another drink Kim? I am pouring. She let each bottle drop as she finished pouring. They each had a couple more drinks, which eased the weight in the bottles, but not enough. When they were all rested Queen sharri went and got the huge butt plug and showed it to Kim “That thing is as big as a fucking baseball!” that was my thought exactly. Queen Sharri knelt in front of me and asked me which I would prefer the butt plug up my ass or the bottles hanging from my balls. There was no real choice my balls were killing me and I needed to get them off. I nodded toward the plug. Queen Sharri said, “I thought that might be your choice. And she lubed the plug and shoved it up my ass. It did not go in easy and it hurt like hell but once in it was bearable. They untied me but as soon as my hands were free they cuffed them behind my back. And as soon as I was able I squatted down letting the bottles hit the floor. Queen Sharri untied the bottles and pulled the yarn off of my balls. I felt instant relief they still hurt but oh my god it felt good to have the yarn off my sack. She fondled my balls for a minute making sure they were intact.
Queen Sharri spread a towel on the seat of the chair and told me to sit while she got the bedroom ready. I started thinking about a threesome again and as I sat there thinking about that Kim came back and sat on the couch and hit play on the VCR, poured another drink and sat back and watched with great interest. She was watching me eat Queen Sharri’s pussy she hit fast forward after about five minutes the tape ended before I stopped eating her. I had a hard on I am not sure what turned me on more the thought of a threesome or watching Kim watch Sharri and me in action. But I knew Kim was wet as hell and any woman that wet is going to want some action of her own. Queen Sharri came back and led me into the bedroom and Kim was right behind me. Queen Sharri had put a sheet of plastic on the bed told me to lay down spread eagle and they tied me down stretching me out as much as they could. Then out came the candles they each lit two candles one in each hand then Queen Sharri lit a huge candle with three wicks and set it on the dresser. They went to work dripping hot wax over my entire body. Peeling and reapplying it from my cock, balls and nipples several times they both went through several candles before peeling it as much off of me as they could. That was when Queen Sharri got the big candle off the dresser blew it out and stood on the bed over me that was when I noticed she was not wearing panties. I was busy looking up her skirt when she dumped the candle onto my very hard cock and balls. It was VERY hot and it seemed like forever before it cooled. But oh my god did it ever turn me on my cock got so hard that it actually hurt. As the wax cooled and my erection shrank it left a perfect mold of my cock. They peeled as much of the wax off of me as they could, then lead me to the back yard where they turn the hose on my to remove the rest of it. They had a great time shooting me with the very cold water and when Queen Sharri hit my balls I doubled over Kim got behind me and pulled me up straight so Queen Sharri could continue to hose my cock and balls. They turned me around and bent me over washing out the crack of my ass making my sphincter clamp down on the huge butt plug and again she hit my balls. By the time they were done hosing me down I don’t know who was wetter Kim or I. Kim’s rock hard nipples were very noticeable through her soaked halter-top and she had to hold it up in place as she shivered it kept slipping down. As soon as we were back inside Kim ran for the bathroom to dry off. While she was doing that Queen Sharri started to tie me to the door that led to the basement. She started by putting the leather wrist and ankle cuffs on me and linking the wrist cuffs together with an open chain link and running a rope through it and over the door she then brought out a three foot piece of broom handle with eyelets in each end and clipped it to each ankle cuff and then pulled the rope very tight forcing me up on my toes before tying it off and then taping the rope to the broom handle to keep it from sliding to one side. By the time she had me secured to the door Kim was back and wearing my robe. She had tied her long red hair back in a ponytail. Queen Sharri told Kim to get the bag of clothespins and the yarn from the dresser. I knew what was coming next … Zippers! I hate these they are very painful. I just had no idea of where or how many she was going to put on me. When Kim got back with the yarn and clothespins Queen Sharri showed her how to apply them. Wrapping the yarn around each clothespin as they put it on me. When they were done I had over one hundred and fifty clothespins on me and every one of them pinching and stinging. They had a zipper running down from each elbow to my waist, down the inside of each thigh from my sack to the knee, shorter ones across each nipple with eight clothes pins on each side, one on each side of my cock, and one that looped back and forth on my scrotum. Then loose pins scattered all over wherever they could get them to stay including nose, earlobes and neck. When they were out of clothespins Queen Sharri got the Chip bag clips out and placed one on the head of my cock and one on top of the clothespins on my nipples. It seemed like my whole body was on fire. Queen Sharri then removed the tape holding Kim’s panties from my mouth. I was grateful to have them out but I wanted something to bite down on just the same. I clenched my teeth and groaned but did not scream out in pain. Queen Sharri looked disappointed at my lack of vocal response. Then she turned to Kim “Ok you win that bet” and went to the cupboard and got the bottle of tequila, poured herself a shot and hesitantly brought to her lips then tipped it back. After she had downed the shot of tequila she turned to me “ok slave now you know we are betting on how you react to certain things or how you answer questions, you have to answer them honestly as long as you don’t lie you wont be punished, however you lie and you pay.” “You must answer the questions quickly and very specifically, and since you did not scream when I removed your gag Kim gets to ask the first question.” Kim then motioned for Queen Sharri to follow her to the living room. When they returned Kim asked, “Which of the seven dwarfs is your favorite?” “Dopey I guess” I answered only because he was the first one I thought of. Kim started laughing and Queen Sharri poured herself another shot of tequila. Again they went to the living room and whispered when they came back Kim again asked the question “Which one clothespin hurts the most?” “My left nipple” but it could have been either they both hurt very bad. This time Queen Sharri was the one rejoicing and Kim poured herself a shot, she did not hesitate at all she slammed it back and wiped her lips. They went into the living room and consulted on the next question and possible answers and came back. Queen Sharri asked me, “would you rather suck a fake cock or be fucked in the ass by a real guy?” I glared at her letting her know how much I did not approve of the question. “Answer slave or else!” “I would not do either Queen Sharri” “Slave you have to pick one.” and she pulled the zipper from my right side. This time I screamed out loud and hard not trying to hide the pain. “Well if you EVER have a guy fuck me in the ass you better kill me cause I will kill you all, so in a hypothetical situation I would rather suck fake cock.” “Was that so hard slave?” and Kim poured herself another shot of tequila. While they were in the living room I noticed that the bottle, which was only about 1/3 full when they started, did not have a lot left now, only two or three shots. Queen Sharri asked me the next question “would you rather jack off while being fucked in the ass or fuck Becky while we watch?” I answered while glaring at her knowing her as I do they would be doing what ever I answered later. “I would rather fuck Becky while you watch” This time Kim just tipped the bottle back taking a big swallow. I heard Kim demanding that Queen Sharri ask a more general question that she would not be as likely to know how I would answer. When they returned Queen Sharri asked me “which zipper do you want Kim to rip off right now?”
“My left nipple” and with that Kim grabbed the zipper on my left side and ripped it off starting at the waist pulling up. “OH FUCK THAT HURTS” I screamed out if any of my neighbors were out side I am sure they could have heard me. And Queen Sharri tipped the bottle back killing what was left. The tequila was gone. This time it was Kim’s turn to ask “Jim would you rather have us pull all the zippers one right after the other or space them out?” at this point I just wanted them off and I figured just get it over with “pull them all of one after the other” having answered I was almost dreading them actually doing it. Queen Sharri started removing loose clothespins from my nose and ears while she did that Kim pulled both zippers from my thighs at the same time. I was still screaming through gritted teeth when Kim yanked the zipper off of my scrotum. The pain level rose to a new high as the zippers were pulled off my cock. By this time Queen Sharri had removed most of the loose ones and Kim was examining the zipper marks on my thighs and cock and balls. AS Kim reached for the zipper on my left nipple Queen Sharri stopped her. I have a better way to remove those, go wet a towel and bring it back. While Kim went to get the wet towel Queen Sharri knelt in front of me and began sucking my limp cock. It hurt more than it felt good as my cock started to swell and stretch the skin on the sides of my cock where the zippers had been. It took several minutes but my cock was fully erect. And Kim was back with a dripping wet towel. Queen Sharri told Kim to keep me hard while she got it set up. She took two pieces of yarn and tied them to each end of each zipper and made sure they looped down to about my knees. Then as she wrapped the towel around the yarn she smacked Kim’s bobbing head with the towel. “Don’t get to carried away Kim, we just want to keep him hard.” Kim do you want under or over four minutes?” “What do you mean?” “I am going to hang this wet towel on his hard on when he loses it the towel falls ripping off the zippers. Do you want under or over four minutes?” “I will take over” and gave my cock a couple my strokes with her mouth before getting to her feet. Queen Sharri made note of the time and hung the towel on my cock. “Winner sits on his face first.” A minute passed before my cock took its first downward dip. Kim dropped the robe and began rolling her nipples between her thumbs and fingers, moaning erotically as she did. As she put on a show for me I regained full erectness. Queen Sharri not to be out done wanted to win the bet started talking about sex with grandma among other revolting ideas. The more Queen Sharri talked the more Kim did to keep me erect. By the three-minute mark Kim was on the floor licking her own nipple while rubbing her clit. At four minutes I was still hard enough to keep the towel from falling. But Kim was to far into it to stop she kept going until she reached her orgasm. After she was done she stood up and put my robe back on “looks like win both ways and I can’t wait to sit on his face.” She pulled my cock down letting the towel fall to the floor ripping the close pins from my nipples. The ones right on my nipples hung on a split second longer than the rest because of the chip clips pinching the clothespins closed tighter. When I finally regained my senses they began untying me from the door. Loose from the door and the broomstick removed from between my legs, Kim lead me to the living room laid me on the floor, straddled my face and lowered herself directly onto my waiting mouth. She had what I would have to describe as a “rotten crotch” it was very foul tasting and made me gag almost instantly and continually. She rode my face through three screaming orgasms during which she almost drowned me with a vile pussy juice. It tasted something like what I would expect skunk piss to taste like. When she got off Queen Sharri hiked up her skirt and got on. Comparatively speaking her pussy tasted like the nectar of the gods. I was glad to be eating her just to get the taste out of my mouth. I could hear Kim moaning somewhere not to far away and guessed that she was masturbating. As soon as Queen Sharri had cum for the third time Kim said “that was a good start but what I need is a good fucking.” Queen Sharri jumped up and went running into the bedroom she came back with the oragel a box of Kleenex and a hand full of condoms. She poured the oragel onto my rock hard cock slipped a rubber over it and wrapped it with Kleenex and then put on another rubber. “You ride that I will ride his face.” Well this is a threesome but not quite the way I had pictured it. With Kim bouncing up and down on my cock with reckless abandon it was hard for me to give Queen Sharri’s pussy the attention she was wanting. Soon Queen Sharri wanted to trade places. Kim who had cum a couple more times while riding my cock was tired and agreed she wanted to just sit on my face and let my tongue do the work for awhile. And again I had that skunk piss flavored pussy grinding my face. After they had both came a few more times they both were wanting a break during which I had to pour them drinks and serve snacks. When they had finished the snacks and a couple more drinks Queen Sharri turned to me “slave you had quite the potty mouth earlier and I don’t think you addressed me correctly once during our game, I want you to tell me what you think would be a suitable punishment for that.” I knew I had sworn quite a bit when they were removing the zippers and I honestly didn’t remember if I had addressed her as Queen Sharri or not. It was after 2:00AM and I was getting very tired. “Queen Sharri, I suggest ripping this plug out of my butt and sending me to bed without my dinner.” Queen Sharri laughed at my “obvious” attempt at humor. “I will rip that plug out of your ass all right, but you won’t be going to bed anytime soon. You have five seconds to suggest an adequate punishment slave.” I did not particularly want to be punished at all but I knew better than to let Queen Sharri decide totally because she would go over the top, that’s not to say that she wouldn’t go over the top even if I did suggest something but if I picked it she would be less likely to be excessively cruel. I also knew that if I suggested a punishment that she considered to light that I would be in trouble for that. “Fifty lashes Queen Sharri.” She sat there nodding her head as she considered my suggestion. “Very well slave fifty lashes it is … in the balls eye position, but first lets get that plug out of your ass.” And with that she led me to the back yard and tied a cord to the plug and to the same tree as before. Slave you have one chance to remove it yourself, I suggest you take a running start.” I bent over and using my hands spread my ass cheeks apart and started running as fast as I could. I hit the end of the cord and the plug ripped free but the jolt sent me tumbling ass over heals across the lawn.
Once I had managed to get back to my feet Queen Sharri sent me into the house with the instructions to get a couple of ropes and a roll of duct tape and be bent over the kitchen table ready for them to restrain me. I had the ropes and tape set on the table and was bracing myself the whipping I was about to receive. They took their time coming in I was waiting for about five minutes before they came in. They began tying me to the table as soon as they came in but instead of tying me in the dreaded “Balls Eye” position they spread my legs apart securely tying each ankle to a table leg using both tape and rope to do so then they did the same to my wrists. Then Queen Sharri did something new. She tied a slip knot in a piece of yarn slid it over my balls and tied the other end to my collar. She then told me to lift my head as high as I could. I only lifted it a couple of inches before the yarn tugged at my balls. “That should be about right” she said while laughing “Every time he tries to arch his back he is going to pull that string pulling his own balls” She then went to the bedroom and came back with various whipping items including a heavy wooden paddle that although I had seen she had never used on me before. She set them all on the table beside me except for the paddle and told Kim to pick what ever she wanted to use. Kim picked up the brush and smacked it on the palm of her hand. By the way she swore and shook her hand I would guess that it stung her more than she was expecting, “this will do fine” Queen Sharri laughed, and said “Good choice.” “Ok slave count every stroke, thank us and ask for another, understand?” I had had to do this many times before “Yes Queen Sharri I understand” “Good slave now before we start I would like to introduce you to “Mistress Kim” you will address her as such when speaking to her failure to do so will result in the same punishment as not addressing me as Queen Sharri” Then Mistress Kim spoke up “Queen Sharri I bet you a good cunt licking that I can get this ass cheek redder than you can get that one” “That’s a bet I will take” and WHACK!!! Queen Sharri swung the paddle hard landing on my right butt cheek. “OUWWW” I screamed out and forgetting all about the yarn tied to my nuts I reared my head hard and yank my balls sending a jolt of pain from them as well I dropped back to the table “One Thank you Queen Sharri may I please have another.” WHACK Mistress Kim did not want to be out done the wooden brush landed on my left ass cheek. Again I reared back out of instinct but not quite as hard. “Two Thank you Mistress Kim may I please have another” “Two?? She did not hit you twice slave that was only one. You fucked up the count already! We start over.” “slave count us separately” WHACK!!! The paddle struck in the same place as the last one. This time I was more or less prepared for it and concentrated on holding my head down. “One thank you Queen Sharri, may I please have another” WHACK!!! “One thank you Mistress Kim, may I please have another.” And so it continued until they had each landed twenty-five hard blows on my ass. My ass felt as though it was a steak that had just been tenderized. Queen Sharri asked Kim “Half done, should we give him a break and have a drink or just keep going? Mistress Kim replied “Nah we can have a drink after you finish eating my pussy” and laughed “Do you want to trade paddles now?” “Sure why not” and they traded the paddle and the brush. And so continued the most harsh, intense ass paddling I had ever had. It took every bit of concentration I could muster to keep the count right and keep my head down. I almost messed up the count a couple of times when Queen Sharri paddled my ass three times in a row getting ahead of Mistress Kim in the count and vice versa. But I did manage to sort it out in my head and count off accordingly.
part 8
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to answer your question Green ... time got a little fuzzy but aprox. 6 weeks, I did not date the diary she made keep. and yes I have hundreds of pages... enough to write a book
