Early experiences--Part 5 SeXStoRY

 Early Experiences—Part 5 I was fortunate that I’d not been hung so high as to be on the end of my toes so I was reasonably comfortable , my arms outstretched and wrists secured fairly high up on the posts ; he lay back thoroughly inspecting my ½ naked torso with all its souvenir lash marks and proceeded to ask dozens of questions. Had I permitted Stu , later his wife to flog me because I loved them ; I truthfully replied it was not because I had feelings for them , or even sexual feelings but only because I did so love being flogged and would have permitted almost any one to do it provided they knew what they were doing. Yes there had been some sex ; like the times he had stroked my cock to make my nearly cum before returning to laying on the lash ; and also when she had pleasured me with her mouth during a whipping. How long had I been having this relationship with them ; had I been taken any where else or shown off to anyone ; he seemed satisfied so when I outlined the shortish session involving Gill and that it had not developed into much. Did I prefer men or women doing the flogging and torturing ; I said men!!! His abrupt comment was “Good” because women would not feature much in any future sessions involving him ; mainly sessions would either have me taken or to make my own way to a Dominants place ; there I may been shown off by the Master as he himself flogged me or permitted other Dominants to do so ; perhaps being whipped from both front and back simultaneously/alternately . Always providing I wished to continue under his “control” there were several things to outline ; agree on , the first being a form of “contract of intent” so that both knew exactly what one expected of the other ; even after this fairly short first session I felt I could trust this man so said I would be content , if it included a clause that stated no bl**d should be drawn from the floggings and that a safe word (traffic light system) be employed , all Dominants to agree to its use before a session got underway . He requested a clause that required me to attend his house , either the day he called or the very next day ; he would assess if were able to stand another session if it were very soon after a previous one. In effect I was to be available at any time ; if after public transport ceased running a car or cab would be sent to collect me , later to return me home. Finally the contract stipulated that I should agreeable to be exhibited at either Clubs or private houses ; suitable clothing would be loaned for me to wear. Then he said there were 2 very serious failings I had which must be addressed , but first as midnight had come and gone he could now and wanted ; to whip me again , he leapt out of bed and the room ,returning with a medium weight cat , saying that as I still looked sore on the shoulders I would only suffer 25 strokes at half power. Even though each lash seemed to just caress my back ; the pain was reawakened making me twist and squirm ; thankfully it did not last long , after stroking me over my back and chest he released me and lead me downstairs to the large posts. Did I know or have any idea what the cross bar was for he asked ; so he explained this will be utilised to correct my habit of flinching, whimpering or pulling back when nipple clamps were either put on or adjusted . He soon had my ankles secured to base of the posts ; then bending me over , stretched my arms out level to tie them to the uprights , so I was bent from the lower waist(crotch area) over the bar , my chest and head easily accessible. To start the training of my nipples , steel clamps were attached , my gasping would be “rewarded” with 10 lashes later I was informed , as were to be any future lapses. The clamps were removed every 5 minutes rotated through 90* and reapplied ; as hard as I tried I was unable to prevent further whimpering and cringing ; he said not to take heart and give in easily as this was not something one learned during the first session .The thought I would have to undergo this training each time I was to visit filled me with dread and on the final change( the 6th time), the clamps were changed Japanese Clover leaf clamps were put on and whilst I was still wincing from their pain 250 gram weights were attached to each of the clips , my struggling and howling brought no respite except to be told to be brave and bear it for 10 minutes . He warned me this would form part of the training to correct my other failing of not taking the Master (him) into my mouth to pleasure him ; in that whilst still bound and subjected to nipple torture he would present his cock before me to swallow. I promised I would endeavour to do my best and opened as wide as I could ; but as I said before, he seemed enormous and I could only accommodate a little of it ; his increasing the pain in my nipples by swinging the weights made me try harder and take more , this seemed to please him and he withdrew from me. It appeared I had “earned” an additional 60 lashes , leaving my ankles bound; I was retied wrists high up in the frame and told because this was punishment for not obeying, the strokes would NOT be gentle . Telling me he was to going to prove or show to me that should we continue, this was what I could expect ; I then said something that I occasionally did in the future ,( and along time later he said he most admired me for;) that was that although he’d said I was due 60 lashes I asked that me make it 100 lashes so I could demonstrate my willingness to suffer . So began my first meeting with the “Master” that final flogging took until 1.30 am ; when I was released and allowed to sl**p in a bedroom adjacent his , he woke me about 7am with a cup of coffee , putting clothes pegs on my nipples , thankfully I could endure the pain with no outward emotion , cheekily I asked if he wanted to whip me , perhaps after breakfast he said . During breakfast I again asked , this time almost begging he send me on my way with 50 lashes across my back , his cleaning lady was due in , apparently she’d had to put the whips and cats away before , I said it didn’t matter perhaps she could be the first straight person to see me flogged. When she arrived and I was introduced I quickly said to her would she mind if “HE” whipped me before I left ,she didn’t have to actually witness it but she might hear the noises. Off she went to start her work and “Master” quickly secured me on the posts , each and every lash vividly brought back the enjoyment I’d suffered , towards the end I was conscious of her presence in the room ; she didn’t say much just a sharp intact of breath when a particularly hard stroke had me squirming. When it was over I thanked him for the wonderful time he had given me , she said she hoped to see me in the future and during the drive back to mine he said I should not expect to be shown off to the likes of her again. He left me at home and as we parted I asked when he would have the “Contract” drawn up , I’m sure he couldn’t believe me as I had to repeat myself. He called me Tuesday to say it was all ready if I wanted to check it through that night . He collected me at 6.45pm!!! Part 6 to follow.