The sting of hot water as it struck my tender nipples jolted my system enough to dispel my stupor. I was so disoriented that I hadn’t even noticed when Mistress shoved me into the shower. My nipples throbbed as the jets of hot water struck flesh still tender from the whipping that I had received. A whipping that I had stood there and accepted without complaint.
Lost in thought, I wondered how I had done that. I found it confusing that the abuse of my tits and pussy had stimulated a part of my mind that had remained inactive until today. The pain had awakened something in me that I didn’t know existed. Something that I would have to give more thought to after I got back home. I grudgingly had to admit that, somewhere deep in my soul, I had enjoyed the pain and stimulation.
Slowly, the hot water that pulsed from the showerhead began to soothe my aches and pains, washing away the cum that was matted in my hair and elsewhere. I began to relax and it occurred to me that a normal person would find it hard to believe what had just happened to me.
The day had begun with bright yellow sun’s rays streaming into my bedroom and a Mocking Bird singing outside my window. I awoke excited and happy, looking forward to an adventure exposing myself to strangers as I had in the past, but everything had gone wrong.
Instead, I had been abducted and there was no way to know where I had been taken. These people had promised to release me a few days from now but they might be saying that simply to get my willing compliance as they used my body for their sexual gratification.
Crazy as it might seem, their plan appeared to be working. Hadn’t I just stood there obediently and allowed their leader to use his whip on my tits and pussy? As my hands idly wandered up to cup my tender breasts and rub my nipples, I was immediately reminded of the exquisite pain I had experienced each time the whip struck.
Both my nipples and pussy lips were an angry shade of red and they were puffy and swollen but that was the only evidence of the abuse. It was amazing that there was no broken skin, no bruises or marks other than the angry red color where the whip had been applied.
Never, in my wildest dreams would I have considered allowing such a thing to happen to me. Yet I had allowed it. But that wasn’t all. After being whipped, I had obediently sucked the leader’s cock and been thoroughly fucked by the same man, allowing him to fill my pussy with his cum. A complete and total stranger whom I had decided to call the “Announcer”.
It was amazing to me how the pain inflicted on my body had ignited my senses pushing my emotions higher and higher. I had been primmed and ready when his cock had split the tender flesh of my pussy. At that moment it wouldn’t have mattered whose cock was driving into my sex. Any cock would have been welcome and able to push me over the precipice. As a result, my body had exploded and I had experienced the strongest climax of my life.
The intensity of my response to his rough fucking was amazing. I should have been appalled that anyone would want to use a whip on me yet, on some level, it seems as if a part of me enjoyed it or was titillated by the whipping. As a result, my response was more intense than normal. It was something that I would certainly need to look into if I ever got out of this predicament.
Maybe I enjoyed it because of the audience of strangers who watched the whole thing, both in the same room and on a live video feed? Or maybe it was because I knew that every intimate part of my body and, every erotic moment of my humiliation had been recorded to make a video that would be sold on the internet to an untold number of strangers. Wouldn’t that be the ultimate exhibitionist experience?
My speculation was interrupted and I was jolted back to reality when the water finally began to run cold. With a yelp, I turned off the shower and opened the shower stall door. I dried myself with a towel that I found hanging on the back of the bathroom door. Wrapping the towel around myself, I walked across the room with all of these questions and more thrashing about in my mind. Confusion reigned supreme as I tried to make sense of everything that had just happened. When I reached the bed I just gave in to my exhaustion, dropping the damp towel onto the floor as I lay down and struggled to reign in my conflicting emotions.
I had just begun to doze off when I felt someone move my legs apart, fastening their lips on my tender, well-used pussy. Struggling back from the edge of sleep, I looked down to see Mistress busy between my legs.
I had never had a sexual experience with another woman. At first, I was put off by the idea but, my surprise, horror, and disgust quickly evaporated. Her talented lips and tongue soon changed my mind.
Fascinated, I watched as she pulled two fingers out of my pussy with a big blob of milky white cum on them. She immediately placed the fingers to her lips and began to lick them clean. It was fascinating to watch as she ate the Announcer’s cum from my pussy. I felt her fingers continue dipping between my pussy lips to drag out even more cum.
It seems like my body had not yet recovered from the earth-shattering climax I had experienced at the hands of the Announcer and his whip because, in only a few moments, I was moaning and thrashing around on the bed. Before I could fully comprehend what was happening, Mistress reversed positions, placing my head between her knees. After doing so she immediately dipped her head between my thighs and resumed pleasuring my pussy. Suddenly, I found myself looking up at her gaping pussy as she lowered her sex down onto my face.
There was no time to consider what was happening or what I should do about it. Without thinking, I parted my lips and began lapping at her pussy like a cat with a bowl of milk. The taste was strange, not offensive, but one that I had not experienced before.
Despite my lack of experience, I automatically knew what to do. I pressed my mouth firmly over her slit and began to worry her clit with the tip of my tongue. It wasn’t long before the two of us had resumed thrashing around like wild animals. That’s when it happened. Her movements became more rigid and jerky as she stiffened. Understanding blasted through my consciousness as Mistress bathed my face with her cum causing me to erupt with my second massive orgasm of the day. I closed my eyes and parted my lips struggling to catch some of the precious fluid.
When it was over, Mistress collapsed on me and we both just lay there exhausted. After she caught her breath, Mistress rose and walked to the other side of the room. I continued to lay there with my eyes closed, legs splayed wide apart, totally spent physically and emotionally. I was completely overcome by the new sensations I had recently experienced.