Whipped to Orgasm
She is well known locally as a friendly public spirited lady. Probably in her mid 50s, medium build, a good figure, well turned out. I’m told that she sits on several charity committees and is happily married with a family. Always approachable but not especially chatty and never one for gossip. She is known as Elle although there’s some doubt as to whether or not that’s her real name.
Clearly a lady of means, she displays no ostentatious signs of wealth.
Once, sometimes twice, a month, she spends the night away in the city. Alone.
Elle is a long time member of the Glee Club in Soho.
The Glee Club is members only club for professional ladies. It is highly exclusive and seriously expensive.
As usual, Elle has sent a message to the concierge setting out her preferences for the evening. She arrives around 8pm, about the time that the curtains rise on the West End shows. Elle is going to enjoy a different show of which she is the star.
Upstairs she is shown to her private dressing room. Members only meet by arrangement and tonight she is alone.
She disrobes and admires her trim form in the mirror. Full breasts, a pleasingly flat waist, firm buttocks and a completely shaved pussy. Reflected back at her, there are very faint marks on her buttocks from her previous visit.
She walks barefoot and naked into the dimly lit massage room. Before the main event she has a relaxing massage from the sinuous African attendant. He is strong and silent. Well respected, well paid and totally discreet.
Elle allows herself to completely relax and her oiled body to anticipate the à la carte menu to follow. Soon the attendant guides her to the studio where her Domme awaits.
The studio is ultra modern and stylish. Unlike conventional rooms for erotic activities it is equipped with sleek solid pine furniture, soft lighting and sleek frames for restraining women.
The Domme is dressed in loose shorts and a singlet over a sports bra. She is probably 5’10” in her bare feet. She walk quietly to Elle and cuffs her wrists and ankles in strong padded cuffs. Elle walks over to a treatment table similar to the massage table. It is exceptionally strong. She lies on her back and stretches her arms above her head where they are clipped to the top corners of the table. At the centre of the table around her hips are two vertical posts. Elle raises her ankles above her hips and they are clipped to the posts. Her bottom and pussy are completely exposed.
The Domme has memorised the sequence of events specified by Elle. Before Elle is beaten she will experience two orgasms. The first is designed to be exquisitely enjoyable. The second less so.
The Domme has an old fashioned shaving brush which she uses slowly and gently on Elle's clitoris. Brisk strokes sweep around her pink bud then up and down, then side to side. Elle has her eyes closed and very rapidly has a pleasant if unspectacular orgasm.
More follows. The Domme has a wicked vibrator, that pulses on Elle’s G spot whilst sucking on her swollen clitoris. Typically a lady would last just a few minutes with this treatment. Elle has chosen 10 minutes in order that it is unbearable. The Domme ties a leather bit around Elle’s head and has her bite down on it. Her muffled voice is ignored. After a minute or two she comes again, straining against her bonds. The Domme increases the speed of the vibrator and admires Elle’s lovely body writhing on the table. Several more contractions follow and the table is wet with juices. Eventually time is up.
Conventionally, orgasms follow beatings. But Elle usually chooses to be caned between orgasms. This means that her body cannot immediately seek refuge in sexual stimulation as she has already been satiated.
Remaining in her knees up position, she is to be strapped.
The Domme has a Scottish tawse with split tails. Two feet of leather with a wooden handle. Back in the day, a woman could expect a dozen firm strokes of the tawse on her bare bottom. Tonight Elle is to receive four dozen.
Elle's upturned cheeks are spread and exposed. Her pussy is pink and wet. Her bum hole is shaved and vulnerable.
Crack!
Crack!
Crack!
Three strokes right across Elle's lower cheeks. She bites on the leather bit. Any movement of her hips or knees just makes her bottom more exposed.
The Domme uses full force.
Crack!
Whack!
Whack!
She changes sides.
Six more resounding strokes.
She changes sides again. Aiming at the crest of Elle’s buttocks. Beautifully delivered. Elle pulls uselessly at her bonds.
The next six follow from the opposite side to the exact same spot.
That’s 2 dozen.
The tawsing is not finished and Elle knows what is next.
The Domme returns with the G spot vibrator and inserts it into Elle’s gaping pussy. The vibrator is bulbous so once inside cannot be squeezed out. It is set to a low hum, sucking gently on Elle’s clitty and nuzzling her G spot.
Now plugged, the Domme delivers the next 2 dozen strokes of the tawse. Timed about 30 seconds apart. Each one accentuating the vibrations.
Elle's bottom is ablaze. The pain is monumental but so is the pleasure. She is thrashed and satiated.
The Domme unties Elle's ankle cuffs and allows her to stretch her legs. She winces as her tender bum cheeks touch the table.
The evening is not done.
The Domme returns to the table with a pair of ankle suspension cuffs and binds Elle’s ankles in them. These are then clipped to a £ foot spreader bar. This bar is then hooked to two chains lowered from a beam. At the press of a button the chains tension then slowly hoist Elle up by the ankles. Once her shoulders lose contact with the table it is wheeled aside.
The motor whirs until Elle is completely upside down, her arms are then stretched out and tied to the floor.
In this position, her pussy and bum present a wonderful sight and an inviting target.
The Domme is holding an 18 inch long single tail whip. She stands in front of Elle and carefully measures her stroke.
The whip cracks down accurately on Elle’s left pussy lips and the tail bites into the very bottom of her bum cheek. The next 5 strokes are delivered to precisely the same spot. She swaps sides, measures and strikes. Six stinging strokes to the right pussy lips. Elle would pull up the floorboards given the chance.
The Domme walks on her bare feet to the rear of Elle. She admires her work. Two bright red patches are growing on the sweetest of Elle’s sit spots. The entertainment continues.
Taking careful aim, the slaps the leather between Elle's open thighs and directly onto her pussy. The end of the tail lands a fraction of an inch above Elle’s clitoris. The next stroke lands exactly on it. The Domme has her range and whacks this same spot another 30 times. Elle comes. A huge raging athletic orgasm that leaves her sweating and exhausted.
The final menu choice by Elle was, as it usually is, left to the Domme's discretion.
This means that she can do whatever she chooses and enjoy herself too. She will.
She moves the table back into position and carefully lowers Elle onto it. Elle is still cuffed and gagged.
The Domme puts Elle back into the original spread eagle position and strips naked.
Yet again she inserts the wicked vibrator into Elle’s swollen pussy. She switches it on. Elle cannot bear the sucking on her tender clitty but of course, she has to bear it. The Domme is now holding a very flexible well worn, tab end riding crop.
She whispers in Elle's ear "100."
Elle’s eyes boggle.
The Domme whispers again "each side!"
She flicks the crop sharply on Elle’s left nipple. Then again. Then again.
*****
The following afternoon Elle has a committee meeting back in her own town. Nobody notices that she is sitting rather upright.
Nobody know.
Except you and me.
*****
Clearly a lady of means, she displays no ostentatious signs of wealth.
Once, sometimes twice, a month, she spends the night away in the city. Alone.
Elle is a long time member of the Glee Club in Soho.
The Glee Club is members only club for professional ladies. It is highly exclusive and seriously expensive.
As usual, Elle has sent a message to the concierge setting out her preferences for the evening. She arrives around 8pm, about the time that the curtains rise on the West End shows. Elle is going to enjoy a different show of which she is the star.
Upstairs she is shown to her private dressing room. Members only meet by arrangement and tonight she is alone.
She disrobes and admires her trim form in the mirror. Full breasts, a pleasingly flat waist, firm buttocks and a completely shaved pussy. Reflected back at her, there are very faint marks on her buttocks from her previous visit.
She walks barefoot and naked into the dimly lit massage room. Before the main event she has a relaxing massage from the sinuous African attendant. He is strong and silent. Well respected, well paid and totally discreet.
Elle allows herself to completely relax and her oiled body to anticipate the à la carte menu to follow. Soon the attendant guides her to the studio where her Domme awaits.
The studio is ultra modern and stylish. Unlike conventional rooms for erotic activities it is equipped with sleek solid pine furniture, soft lighting and sleek frames for restraining women.
The Domme is dressed in loose shorts and a singlet over a sports bra. She is probably 5’10” in her bare feet. She walk quietly to Elle and cuffs her wrists and ankles in strong padded cuffs. Elle walks over to a treatment table similar to the massage table. It is exceptionally strong. She lies on her back and stretches her arms above her head where they are clipped to the top corners of the table. At the centre of the table around her hips are two vertical posts. Elle raises her ankles above her hips and they are clipped to the posts. Her bottom and pussy are completely exposed.
The Domme has memorised the sequence of events specified by Elle. Before Elle is beaten she will experience two orgasms. The first is designed to be exquisitely enjoyable. The second less so.
The Domme has an old fashioned shaving brush which she uses slowly and gently on Elle's clitoris. Brisk strokes sweep around her pink bud then up and down, then side to side. Elle has her eyes closed and very rapidly has a pleasant if unspectacular orgasm.
More follows. The Domme has a wicked vibrator, that pulses on Elle’s G spot whilst sucking on her swollen clitoris. Typically a lady would last just a few minutes with this treatment. Elle has chosen 10 minutes in order that it is unbearable. The Domme ties a leather bit around Elle’s head and has her bite down on it. Her muffled voice is ignored. After a minute or two she comes again, straining against her bonds. The Domme increases the speed of the vibrator and admires Elle’s lovely body writhing on the table. Several more contractions follow and the table is wet with juices. Eventually time is up.
Conventionally, orgasms follow beatings. But Elle usually chooses to be caned between orgasms. This means that her body cannot immediately seek refuge in sexual stimulation as she has already been satiated.
Remaining in her knees up position, she is to be strapped.
The Domme has a Scottish tawse with split tails. Two feet of leather with a wooden handle. Back in the day, a woman could expect a dozen firm strokes of the tawse on her bare bottom. Tonight Elle is to receive four dozen.
Elle's upturned cheeks are spread and exposed. Her pussy is pink and wet. Her bum hole is shaved and vulnerable.
Crack!
Crack!
Crack!
Three strokes right across Elle's lower cheeks. She bites on the leather bit. Any movement of her hips or knees just makes her bottom more exposed.
The Domme uses full force.
Crack!
Whack!
Whack!
She changes sides.
Six more resounding strokes.
She changes sides again. Aiming at the crest of Elle’s buttocks. Beautifully delivered. Elle pulls uselessly at her bonds.
The next six follow from the opposite side to the exact same spot.
That’s 2 dozen.
The tawsing is not finished and Elle knows what is next.
The Domme returns with the G spot vibrator and inserts it into Elle’s gaping pussy. The vibrator is bulbous so once inside cannot be squeezed out. It is set to a low hum, sucking gently on Elle’s clitty and nuzzling her G spot.
Now plugged, the Domme delivers the next 2 dozen strokes of the tawse. Timed about 30 seconds apart. Each one accentuating the vibrations.
Elle's bottom is ablaze. The pain is monumental but so is the pleasure. She is thrashed and satiated.
The Domme unties Elle's ankle cuffs and allows her to stretch her legs. She winces as her tender bum cheeks touch the table.
The evening is not done.
The Domme returns to the table with a pair of ankle suspension cuffs and binds Elle’s ankles in them. These are then clipped to a £ foot spreader bar. This bar is then hooked to two chains lowered from a beam. At the press of a button the chains tension then slowly hoist Elle up by the ankles. Once her shoulders lose contact with the table it is wheeled aside.
The motor whirs until Elle is completely upside down, her arms are then stretched out and tied to the floor.
In this position, her pussy and bum present a wonderful sight and an inviting target.
The Domme is holding an 18 inch long single tail whip. She stands in front of Elle and carefully measures her stroke.
The whip cracks down accurately on Elle’s left pussy lips and the tail bites into the very bottom of her bum cheek. The next 5 strokes are delivered to precisely the same spot. She swaps sides, measures and strikes. Six stinging strokes to the right pussy lips. Elle would pull up the floorboards given the chance.
The Domme walks on her bare feet to the rear of Elle. She admires her work. Two bright red patches are growing on the sweetest of Elle’s sit spots. The entertainment continues.
Taking careful aim, the slaps the leather between Elle's open thighs and directly onto her pussy. The end of the tail lands a fraction of an inch above Elle’s clitoris. The next stroke lands exactly on it. The Domme has her range and whacks this same spot another 30 times. Elle comes. A huge raging athletic orgasm that leaves her sweating and exhausted.
The final menu choice by Elle was, as it usually is, left to the Domme's discretion.
This means that she can do whatever she chooses and enjoy herself too. She will.
She moves the table back into position and carefully lowers Elle onto it. Elle is still cuffed and gagged.
The Domme puts Elle back into the original spread eagle position and strips naked.
Yet again she inserts the wicked vibrator into Elle’s swollen pussy. She switches it on. Elle cannot bear the sucking on her tender clitty but of course, she has to bear it. The Domme is now holding a very flexible well worn, tab end riding crop.
She whispers in Elle's ear "100."
Elle’s eyes boggle.
The Domme whispers again "each side!"
She flicks the crop sharply on Elle’s left nipple. Then again. Then again.
*****
The following afternoon Elle has a committee meeting back in her own town. Nobody notices that she is sitting rather upright.
Nobody know.
Except you and me.
*****
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