Her orgasm seemed to on forever and she kept whipping me again and again for the duration. After what felt like an eternity the blows stopped, and I heard the whip fall to the floor… and then all I could hear was the sound of Karen panting.
My eyes were closed, and my face was wet with tears. My back, ass and thighs were still burning white hot when suddenly Karen’s mouth enveloped my soft cock. I almost instantly grew hard as she took me all the way in, her face pressing against my lower belly as my cock quickly expanded inside her.
As she slowly began moving her head back and forth on me, the contrast of the pure heaven from my cock against the pain of my back took me over the edge in less than a minute and I exploded down her throat. She gulped me down as my cock spasmed again and again until I was completely drained, and the attention from her warm lips and tongue continued as I gradually grew soft again.
When my cock was completely flaccid she gave it a farewell kiss, stood up and embraced me. My back still burned but her naked and sweaty body felt wonderful against my front. “Oh God, that was amazing,” she said, and kissed me passionately. “I’m sorry I went so hard on you, seeing you chained up like this just made me go crazy.”
“Well Baby,” I said, “I’m the crazy one who put in these chains.”
She retrieved the stepladder from the closet and unbuckled my wrists, then bent down and freed my ankles.
“I loved the way you moved under the whip, I hope you didn’t strain any muscles twisting around like that” she said, touching my arms.
“I’m fine, and I hope you didn’t either,” I replied, “you were working pretty hard.”
“I guess my right arm got some pretty good exercise. But now you’ve got some work to do.”
She lay down on her stomach and I knew she wanted her favorite afterplay, so I dutifully lay down between her legs and gently ran my tongue up along her ass crack. Then I parted her with my hands and ever so lightly circled her most intimate spot, and she sighed with pleasure.
Finally, the tip of my tongue touched the center of her asshole, and as I held it there she raised her hips in anticipation. “Oh my God,” she cried as I entered her. “Yes Baby, that’s it, fuck my ass with your tongue.” I pushed it into her as deep as I could.
The world never made more sense to me than when I was worshipping the asshole of the woman who had just given me enormous pain. Usually Karen just relaxed and reveled in the feel of my tongue inside her, but this time she reached under herself seeking her pussy. As my tongue explored her ass she rubbed herself to another orgasm, moaning and bucking underneath me.
The rest of the evening was taken up by a long and luxurious shower, where we took turns soaping each other and washing each other’s hair. When we finished we toweled each other dry, and before leaving the bathroom Karen made me hold a hand mirror so that I could see the array of red stripes down my back, ass and thighs in the reflection of the full-length mirror on the door.
“Wow,” I said, you really did a nice job, they’re so evenly spaced.”
“You’ve awakened my inner artist,” she said, “next time I might try for a crisscrossed pattern.”
We got in bed, naked as we always slept, turned out the light and held each other in the darkness.
“Jack, I want to ask you something. You know my sister Sarah’s coming to visit next weekend.”
“Right, we might want to hang some plants on those chains in the den.”
“Well… maybe not. I haven’t mentioned this before, but Sarah… um, the two of us kind of shared some of the fantasies I told you I first had as a kid, we used to watch those cowboy movies together and talk about the way we felt seeing guys get strung up and whipped… the way we both felt.”
“Really? So, she’s a pervert like you?” I said, prompting Karen to mock punch me in the arm.
“Yes, I guess she is. But… we’ve always been close and open with each other… and I was wondering if it would bother you if I told her about some of the things we do. I’d like to share with her how lucky I feel about finding you.”
I had to think about this for a moment. “Does she really look at it like you do, I mean… she wouldn’t think any less of me for being a submissive guy?”
“Oh no, she’d just be happy for me and she’d really admire you. I’m sure she’d like to find someone like you for herself, and I hope she does some day. I know she’d be really interested in what we do.”
“Then sure, that’s fine… I guess I might feel a little funny around her, but no biggie.”
“Thanks, Baby” Karen said, giving me a kiss. “It means a lot to me to be able to share with her, we’re really close. She’s a really down to earth person, I’m sure she’ll be cool about it and you’ll feel okay around her.”
“Okay Sweetheart, I’m looking forward to meeting her… and I guess we don’t have to hang plants in the den after all.”
We both fell asleep quickly and woke up to a bright and sunny Sunday morning. The day was filled with chores, including cleaning the house and getting the guest bedroom ready for Sarah’s visit.
The following week went by quickly, and soon it was Friday. Karen took the day off from work to pick up Sarah at the airport, and since the two of them had most of the day together I figured she would have already told her older sister about our recreational pursuits by the time I got home.
I was still a little nervous about it as I walked in the front door and entered the living room, where Karen and Sarah were sitting drinking coffee. Sarah jumped up to shake my hand, saying “Jack, I’m so glad to meet you at last!”
“Great to meet you too, Sarah!” I said. She was a couple of inches taller than Karen, almost as tall as me, with the same freckles and strawberry blonde hair but cut in a short pixie cut instead of Karen’s shoulder-length style.
It was easy to see the family resemblance between them, although Sarah seemed more muscular in her arms and legs. Karen had told me she was an avid surfer, which would certainly explain the great shape she was in.
We made small talk for a few minutes and Sarah’s easy-going manner soon put me at ease. When It was almost time to leave for the French restaurant where I had a reservation for us I went upstairs to change from my work clothes into jeans and a polo shirt. I came back down and off we went.