It was late by the time I got back home. I quickly stripped and felt my crotch. It was still dripping. I had a tough time in keeping my hands away from my pussy while driving. I was grateful to Rana for not making any sexual overtures during our encounter. My main interest was in the spanking and I did not even think of sex during the entire session. Even when I was handling his cock and nipping his nipples, sex did not occur to me. Apparently Rana also must have been only interested in his spanking and whipping, as he too did not make any moves towards sex. Of course, he got his satisfaction. I did not think that someone could ejaculate so forcefully just from being whipped. He must have enjoyed the pain and become sexually excited to the extent that he climaxed so profusely. If he could climax from receiving pain then logically I should also have climaxed from dishing it out. My soaking panties were enough evidence that I was sexually stimulated. Then why did I not climax? Perhaps the stimulation was not enough for me but more than adequate for him. This is surely a matter for further research or a doctoral thesis.

 

Putting theses thoughts aside I took out my vibrator, a lonely woman’s companion, and switching it on, slid it into the depths of my pussy. It slid in easily due to the abundant lubrication in my pussy. I sat back and reflected on the evening. I needed something much more than the vibrator in my pussy. I took the huge black serrated dildoe out of my draw and slowly inserted it into my cunt and started fucking myself with it while using the vibrator on my clit. Very soon I could sense my orgasm building up and finally got a tremendous release. I lay back exhausted and drifted off into a dreamless slumber.

 

Reality continues to improve

 

Rana and I were in frequent touch with each other. Both of us were eagerly looking forward to our next meeting. He was due to come in two days time and I had been cracking my brains on how to get hold of some of the items I wanted like a cane and an assortment of whips. Finally I was passing a shop specializing in pets and I saw a dog whip displayed in the window. I went in and found a few items that I felt would suit our sort of play. I had also asked Rana to shop around for items he may be interested in and was hoping he would come up with some exciting things. He was arranging his visit in such a way that he would be able to spend the weekend with me after work on Friday. He would put up at his hotel till then and move to my place on Friday evening. I had told him to shave off his pubic hair so that his crotch was nice and bald.

 

The evening finally arrived and I rushed home after work. On the way I picked up some bites to have with the drinks. The plan was to dine out after a few drinks and return home for our action. I tidied the house and waited impatiently for Rana’s arrival. The bell rang and I rushed to open the door. I steadied myself as I reached the door and tried to look nonchalant. I opened the door and there he stood, dressed in casual jeans and a ‘t’ shirt. He had a traveling bag along with an overnighter. I greeted him with a smile and moved aside to let him enter. I escorted him to the guest room to leave his stuff. When we returned to the lounge, I poured out two Scotch whiskeys and handed one to him. We sat next to each other and chatted inanely for some time. Out of curiosity I asked, “Rana, the other day when we were both so excited, did you not feel like having sex with me?” “Frankly Shefali – I was so excited to have had the session that I really did not think of sex. Moreover, you were so exquisite in your execution that I climaxed without meaning to. I held back for quite sometime so that I would not be embarrassed but my excitement just got the better of me. And then I was exhausted. It was so good but I was totally drained”. As I replenished our drinks he suddenly let out a loud sigh, “Oh God! I have been so selfish. I was gratified but I totally forgot about your needs. Shefali, can you forgive me? I will ensure that this is not repeated.” “Don’t give it a second thought Rana. In fact I prefer that we keep our activities the way it happened, without linking it to sex. That way we are enjoying something that we both look forward to without diverting the core of our actions. I tell you Rana, when you climaxed, I was so totally thrilled that you could get such pleasure from feeling pain. I never thought it could happen.” “You know, when a pretty woman like you gives me what I crave for, can you blame me for loosing control?”

 

Throughout this, in fact from the time he had walked in, I had slowly started oozing. I could also see that he too had walked in with a slight bulge, which was now more like a tent. I got up and said mischievously, “Come, let us go and get some dinner”. “Shefali, I am in no position to walk out like this. You are so cool but I am in heat, can’t you see?” “Well dear, I too am soaking but luckily I can hide it”. “Why don’t we start and then have some food delivered a little later?” “Good idea Rana. I wanted to give you a good treat but that can wait for tomorrow. Come, get yourself ready”. I went to my room to get the things I had managed to buy. I picked up a thin cane, a dog whip with a leather handle with a thin leather thong at the end and a leather strap from the cupboard. I walked into the lounge where he had stripped naked and was standing around, his erection bobbing around. The head of his cock was already engorged and I felt that he might climax very quickly. I showed him what I had and his eyes lit up. “You can also add my belt to that lot,” he said. “I too have some things with me but lets leave them for later. I will need to explain why I brought them”. “Lets go into the guest room that you are occupying. That is more enclosed and little chance of any sounds escaping from there.” He gathered up his clothes and followed me into his room, his wand waving around and leading him. It was already dripping, as was my pussy.

 

I laid out my instruments of pain on the side table and turned to him. “Rana, I see that you have trimmed your pubic hair but not shaved it clean. Well your cock looks a lot bigger and your balls seem fuller without the hair. But next time please shave yourself clean before we meet.” “Sure Shefali, its just that I was in too much of an excited state that I just forgot and trimmed it before I left the hotel.” “My palm was extremely sore after the spanking I gave you. So let us start with the stuff I have and forget about spanking. You may decide what instrument you wish me to start with and which one to follow”. “But Shefali, what about the warming up. My butt may be severely damaged if we start with heavy stuff without the warming up.” I considered this for a few moments. “I will warm you up with light strokes of the strap till I feel you have warmed up. Then I will proceed to more severe action.” “That sounds great – I want the cane next Shefali, I need it badly!” “It’s your butt and you have chosen – so be it. For the strap, I want you bending with your elbows resting on the writing table and you butt thrust out as far as you can.” Throughout, his erection was full and hard. I suppose that now that he had had a taste of what I could offer and with the instruments displayed in front of him and his anticipatory excitement, he was constantly hard. I could not blame him as I too was continuously seeping. I was afraid that soon my panties would get saturated and the drip would come down my thighs and my short skirt would reveal everything.

 

He walked over to the table and bent forward, resting his elbows on the surface. I turned up all the lights so that his whole body was well illuminated. I picked up the strap and went over to him. The strap was about 2’ in length and 3” wide with a thickness of slightly over a ¼ inch. His back was hunched and I trailed the strap flat across his back, covering the entire length from his neck to his butt, a couple of times. I pressed down on the center of his back so that it arched down and pushed his butt out more. I slid the strap sideways between his thighs and gave some quick sideways movement with my wrist so that he started spreading his legs. I made him spread them as wide as he could and now I could see his balls hanging. I moved to his left so that I could strike cleanly with my right hand and he too turned towards me. I looked into his eyes with a query and got a nod from him.

 

I started with quick light strokes across both cheeks, and then in a circular and wristy motion concentrated on one cheek at a time, still lightly but coming from left to right, I covered the sides of each cheek with my strokes, still light and then in light upward motions I covered his butt from the junction of his thighs upward. His butt had turned a healthy pink by now. I stopped and felt his cheeks all over. They were warm and glowing. I went and stood behind him and in left to right series of strokes I started attacking the backs of his thighs. Still lightly, but starting from the junction of his butt/thigh to just behind his knees. I felt his thighs and they too were warm. I reached between his thighs and cupped his balls. They felt heavy and I squeezed gently. A low moan escaped from him. As I tugged his ball from between his thighs to bring them out, he spread his legs further to accommodate me. Holding his balls tightly, I slapped his nuts lightly with the tip of the strap. He bucked up but held his position. As he relaxed, I hit them a few times slightly harder. With each shot, his head came up in a gasp. I let them go and they went back into their slot. I went to his left and reached under him to feel his cock. True to form, it was full and hard. I could feel the veins in the sides bulging with the extra blood coursing through them. I stroked it lightly up and down a couple of times and pushed forcefully into his belly to make him come back further. I let go and took my position slightly away from him to allow me to swing my arm.

 

I brought my arm in a tight circular motion parallel to the ground and struck his butt hard across both cheeks. He lurched forward with an “Aaaaaah”. I struck again and again and continued in quick succession as soon as he settled back into position, without giving him any respite. Apart from the continuous gasps of pain emanating from his open mouth, he held his position stoically. After about 15 strokes, I decided to increase the force and swung my arm with gusto. The first stroke took his breath away and he lurched forward and drew his back in, nearly straightening. When he slowly got back into position, I let him have another hard one. Again he lurched forward with a howl. I waited for him to settle down and let him have another hard shot. Again he gasped and lurched forward but held his bent position. He was acclimatizing to the pain. Another hard one and this time he just hissed through clenched teeth. I kept up the tempo now and gave him another 10 hard strokes and he kept gasping with pain with each stroke. I now moved directly behind him and forehanded and backhanded him hard on the sides of his butt. He moved his butt left and right, riding with the strokes. After about 10 of these, I could see his legs getting wobbly, and his butt starting to sink. I stopped and felt his swollen red cheeks. They were hot to the touch, almost as though they had a high fever. I told him to stand up and dropped the strap on the side table.

 

He was trembling slightly as he tried to straighten. I went over to him and put his arms across my shoulder to hold him up. As he stood up shakily with his right arm across my shoulder, I gently massaged his butt with my left hand. The warmth radiating from the cheeks was incredible. In spite of the pain, his thick cock was at full erection and I could now clearly see the veins bulging out of the sides and the top. It was waving around as though acknowledging the cheers of the people around. I reached with my right hand and stroked it gently, rubbing the dripping moisture across its length. I could actually feel the pulse of the cock in my hand. I looked up at him. His face was flushed. “I hope you won’t cum now,” I said. He could not trust himself to speak so he just shook his head. I let go of him and guided him to a soft cushioned chair. Hesitatingly, he sat down with a gasp as his hot and bruised butt took the weight of his body.

 

I went and refreshed our drinks and brought his to him. “Thanks Shefali. My! You are one incredible woman. For a minute I thought that I would cum there but managed to control myself with difficulty.” “You know Rana, if you can cum just by receiving the pain, then since I enjoy the reverse, I should be able to cum by dishing out the pain. May be we should take this to a much higher level so that I can get my gratification”. “Hey hold on Shefali. So far I have been enjoying it but I don’t want to go to a stage where I will not enjoy it”. “Oh don’t worry about that. For me it is important that you must enjoy it otherwise there is no fun for me. So whatever we do, it will be only with your full consent and willing participation”. “You’re a darling Shefali. If you do not get off, I will help you”. “None of that Rana. I said earlier that we should not get sex into this. If you get off during the course, fine! Enjoy it. But let us not plan to have sex on some excuse. You agree?” Smiling ruefully, “I agree. No double benefits.”

 

I went to my room and changed into fresh panties. The ones I removed were soaking wet. I also wiped my pussy dry before putting on fresh ones but I could feel them beginning to soak. I ordered for pizzas to be delivered and went back into his room and picked up my drink. He had picked up the cane and was feeling along its length and bending it to test its suppleness. “Old memories Rana?” “Oh yes, old memories. That cane was thicker than this and hurt bad. But at least we took it over our pants so that reduced the impact somewhat. But this is thinner and suppler. It will hurt bad but will not impact and bruise so badly.” “Don’t be too sure. I am going to be pretty mean. I need to get off also you know,” I said, smiling roguishly.

“Yes, I am not sure how much of this I can take. It looks excitingly devilish”. “Do you want to be tied up or agree on a safe word?” “No – I would like to see how much you can give and how much I can take before we get into safe words and all”. “What a guy you are Rana!” The bell rang, announcing the arrival of the pizzas. I went to get them and when I returned he was toying with the whip. “And what do you intend to do with this?” “You tell me how you would like me to use it. I have my own ideas but would like to hear yours”. He thought for a while, munching his pizza slice. He took a sip of drink and his cock, which had gone down from full erection to a comfortable flaccid, started raising its head. Whatever he was thinking seemed to turn him on. He still did not voice his thoughts as he kept taking large bites of the pizza. Both of us were famished from our activities and gobbled down the food. After draining my glass, I stood up to clear the boxes. He too stood up and swished the whip around. His cock was slowly but surely rising up. My thoughts were making my panties wet again.

 

“Well – do you stick to your choice of cane first or would you like to switch to the whip?” He again thought for a few moments and decided, “Lets get on with the cane. I promise not to cum during the caning and if I succeed, I will tell you what I want with this wicked thing.” I went to the bathroom and brought out 2 large towels and spread it on the center of the large bed. I took the pillows and put them under the towels. This is not a hotel bed you know, I cannot have you soiling my sheets. Hence the towels. Now take the same position you took when I whipped you with the belt last time. Spread your butt over the towels. The pillows will give your butt a nice curve, without making them taut. Spread your legs out as far as you can.” He positioned himself, spreading his legs wide and tucking them against the sides of the bed. His butt cheeks had lost most of their rosiness from the strapping. I felt them. They were still warm, so I can get into serious caning right away. I reached under him and pulled out his balls. They were quite heavy and tight. Must be full of his juices, ready to gush out. He raised his hips as I reached to pull out his cock. It had reduced in size and just the tip of the head peeped out from under the balls. That can be taken care of. I massaged his balls and his cock started to grow. I poked between his cheeks with the cane and found his anus. As the tip of the cane found his anus, his cock seemed to grow in stature, pushing past his balls and head coming fully into view. As I rotated the cane at his hole, his cock grew even more and a good length of the shaft came into view. Hmmm. A sensitive area. Satisfied, I moved to the side of the bed and rubbed his bottoms with the length of the cane across both cheeks. He turned his head to face me. I again looked into his eyes and moved back to get enough space for a good swing.

 

He clenched his buttocks and held tight to the mattress and nodded to me. “Swish”, I brought the cane down in a hard swing. “Aaaaaaah” he cried as the cane bit into his cheeks and bounced out. Another swish and another cry. Again and again I brought the cane down on his cheeks, starting from the center and moving up parallel to the earlier one. I tried my utmost not to strike the same spot again but was not always successful. By the time I had reached the top of his butt, he must have taken about 10 strokes. Red lines covered half of both cheeks, from the middle to the top. He had buried his mouth into the mattress and came up with a suppressed “Aaaghhmmmff” at each stroke. I bent forward to look and his cock had grown even more and looked dangerously like exploding. Well, he had promised not to cum. I started from the center again going down the cheeks towards the crease with his thighs. I was really giving it to him with all my strength. I think, subconsciously I was trying to climax from my efforts. “Aaahhhgggggmmmfff” “Aaahhhgggggmmmfff” “Aaahhhgggggmmmfff” “Aaahhhgggggmmmfff” “Aaahhhgggggmmmfff” “Aaahhhgggggmmmfff” “Aaahhhgggggmmmfff” “Aaahhhgggggmmmfff” “Aaahhhgggggmmmfff” “Aaahhhgggggmmmfff”. I dropped the cane and went over to feel his cheeks. They were burning and bright red parallel stripes marked them all over. I was impressed with my work. High welts were forming slowly. He relaxed his clenching and let out a long cry of anguished pain. But his cock was even larger than before. I went to him and lifted his face and looked into his eyes. “Do you think you can take some more? Without cumming?” “I can take some more but I don’t know if I can control myself. I will try but it has been very difficult up to now. The pressure of my body on my cock and the movement with every stroke had me nearly shooting off”. “Well what do you have on your mind?” “Shefali, I want you to whip my cock with the whip till I cum”. I gasped and said, “That is what I too had in mind Rana. I think we were made to play with each other. Roll over on to your back with your butt on the pillows. It will cushion your butt and also stick your cock out for me.” With that, I rushed out of the room to my own room.

 

I felt my pussy, oh my god! It was sleek with my juices and I felt that I too could cum at any time. This was how it should be. Oh how good if both of us could come together without having sex or masturbating. I went back into his room. He had arranged himself and was starring at his full-blown cock. “Do you think you can warn me before you cum. Can you let me know as you lead into it?” “I will Shefali! I will! Will that help you cum?” “I think I can as I am nearly there”.

 

I picked up the whip and his eyes widened in anticipation. I started a circular motion with the whip flicking his nipples and he crooned with pleasure. I increased the force of the motion and his nipples were catching them hard and fast. He moaned in pain and tried to draw his chest further into the mattress – but there was no escaping. His nipples were now hurting badly and he was gasping. I moved down his chest and was now flicking all along his torso and as I reached his tight flat belly I let him have a real nasty hard stroke across his belly. “Aaaaaahhhhhhhggghh” and another and another and one more and one more. “Aaahhhgggggmmmfff” “Aaahhhgggggmmmfff” “Aaahhhgggggmmmfff” “Aaahhhgggggmmmfff”. I moved down and landed one on his balls. He nearly jumped out of his skin “AAAAAAHHhhhhh” I gave him another and another “AAAAAAHHhhhhh” “AAAAAAHHhhhhh” “I don’t think I can hold much longer Shefali”. I now landed a full blooded shot on the underside of his cock “AAAAAAHHhhhhh” and another “AAAAAAHHhhhhh” and then on the tip of his cock “AAAAAAHHhhhhh” and I let him have a good one on the base of his cockhead and the lash curled round it “AAAAAAHHhhhhh” I am cumming I am cumming!!!!” I gave him another and another “AAAAAAHHhhhhh” “AAAAAAHHhhhhh”and his climax spurted out like a fountain and landed on his belly. “Keep on Shefali! Keep going!” I gave him another and another “AAAAAAHHhhhhh” “AAAAAAHHhhhhh” and his cumm kept spurting out and slowly diminished but kept oozing out. I cried out and collapsed on the floor as my massive unaided orgasm hit me out of the blue. Oh my God! It was out of this world. I had never had an orgasm like that before. It tore at my entrails in pleasure and bent me over with the force of it. I just collapsed on the floor, bent over and gasped and gasped in orgasmic pleasure as the flow slowly diminished. I just turned on to my side and lost myself in blissful sleep.

 

It was in the early hours of the morning when I awoke with a start. As I gathered my bearings, I looked at the bed. Rana was lying just as he had been when he climaxed. On his back with his butt on the pillow and his crotch sticking out. The only difference was that there was no erection. His cock had also lost consciousness with him. He too must have passed out with his climax as he was lying there exactly as he was when I passed out. The room was still brightly lit. I got up quietly, switched off all the lights and tiptoed out, closing the door behind me. I just got into my room, stripped and collapsed on the bed.