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Just a simple fantasy about a man making his sister-in-law's birthday memorable... whether he likes it or not. (Fdom/M, nc, bd, tor) *** I'm lying naked on the bed, tied spread-eagle and completely helpless with my legs wide open and several pillows under my hips to lift them up and thrust my cock into the air. I've been like this for maybe a half-hour, ever since Pam stopped stroking and teasing me, forced a ball gag into my mouth and walked out of the room. Since then I've heard nothing from the other room. Until suddenly, I hear a very soft whistling sound. It moves closer... Wendy pokes her head into the bedroom and looks directly at me. She pauses for a second before smiling and walking in, whistling "Happy Birthday". She's wearing a brown bolero-style sweater with a single button at the chest over a skintight white t-shirt. Tight brown slacks hug her every curve, revealing the faint lines of her nearly-not-there thong underwear. She's carrying a package, wrapped in birthday gift wrap. She stops at the foot of the bed and smiles down at me. "Hey Paul," she says in her sweet, high voice. "Guess what today is. It's my birthday. And YOU are my present. My wonderful sister, your wife, Pam has given you to me for the night. She tells me I can do whatever I want with you for the entire evening. Isn't that exciting?" She comes around to the side of the bed and sits beside me, placing her package in her lap as she starts to unwrap it. Once it's open she looks inside and laughs. Without showing me what it is she sets it on the floor and turns to look down at me. She places her hand on my bare chest. "When she first made the offer I thought she was kidding. But she insisted and finally convinced me she was serious. She kept telling me I could anything I wanted. She stressed that word... AN-Y-THING. So finally I started asking questions." Her hand drifts gently down to my stomach, her delicate fingers tracing lines across my skin, raising goosepimples and surprisingly, making my still-hard cock jump. "I asked her if I could spank you, which she thought was kind of funny. She said I could, but seemed sort of disappointed with that idea. So I asked if I could WHIP you. That was really embarrassing to say at first, and I almost didn't say it. But Pam seemed genuinely pleased and agreed immediately that I could." Now Wendy moves her hand further down, touching the soft curls of my pubic hair. She twines her fingers through it for a second or two before finally allowing her smooth finger tips to brush up the length of my cock for the very first time. It's startling and a little embarrassing... and my cock jumps again in eager anticipation of her touch. "So, I pressed some more. I asked if I could whip THIS... your cock. I had an idea of what I ultimately really wanted to do to you, but I thought I'd crossed the line this time. But Pam, bless her heart, was more than happy to tell me yes. She told me again that I could do ABSOLUTELY ANYTHING that I want to do to you. She said there were absolutely no limits whatsoever. Anything at all that I want to do to you for the entire night is alright with her." She wraps her fingers around the shaft of my cock and begins stroking it, moving her fist up and down the length, pumping me faster and faster as she talks. "So I decided to lay it all out for her, to let her know exactly what I wanted to do with you, in detail. This is what I told her..." She lays across my hips, propping herself up on her left elbow while continuing to jack me off with her talented right hand. She looks up the length of my naked body and stares straight into my eyes as she proceeds to explain what is about to happen. She's smiling, her eyes gleaming with obvious excitement. "I'm going to whip your cock. I'm going to start here, with the shaft. I'll hold the tip of your cock in one hand so I can use the other hand to bring my whips across the entire length of the shaft, from base to head. I'm going to turn ever last centimeter of this cock bright, bright red, and make it so you flinch at even the lightest brush of my fingertip." She keeps stroking me as she talks, her thumb rolling over the head and slicking it with my own pre-cum. "And when I'm finished with that I'm going to squeeze your raw, tender cock in my hand and hold it in place while I start whipping the head. I'll do the same thing to the head of your cock that I did to the shaft. I'll whip every last bit of it. I want to see how red I can get it. I want to see how much I can hurt you." She stops jacking me off and lightly slaps my cock with her hand. "Since Pam had been so careful to be clear with me about how I could do anything at all I wanted, I felt it was only fair that I be clear with her about one thing. I want to HURT you, Paul. What I want to do is try everything I can think of to cause your cock the most pain I possibly can. I want to watch you struggle against your bonds while I whip you, and I want to know that what I am doing is hurting you so much that you can't possibly stand it. "I want to hurt you so much that you cry. I want to listen to your muffled screams behind that gag while I mercilessly whip the head of your unprotected cock. It turns me on to think of you helpless, to know that you have absolutely no choice whatsoever but to lay there and take anything I feel like doing. And what I feel like doing is torturing your cock and hurting you PAST any point you can possibly endure. Here, let me show you..." She reaches down to her package on the floor and brings up a short leather riding crop. Without even a second's pause she brings it down HARD on the head of my cock. I cry out behind my gag and try to pull at my restraints, but I'm held motionless. Wendy smiles maliciously. "This is another part of Pam's birthday present for me. This one and the other ones in that box, all of which you'll get to experience before the night is through. And THIS—" She whips my cock again, even harder than before. I try with all my strength to twist my hips and close my legs. But I can't. "This is only the barest HINT of what I'm going to do to you, Paul. I'll be whipping every single inch of your cock, and I'll be doing it a LOT harder than that. Do you understand? I'm going to whip you very, VERY hard. And it's going to go on for a very, VERY long time. "I'm going to be savage to you. I'm going to watch the tears stream down your face, and I'm going to listen to you mumbling and TRYING to beg me for mercy. But I want you to be absolutely clear... I will show you NO MERCY whatsoever. While you're trying to tell me that what I'm doing it too much, I'll just be whipping you even harder. And all of that, no matter how painful all of that is and no matter how overwhelming it is for you... all of that is only the beginning." She uses the crop in her hand to lightly stroke down the shaft of my cock to my balls. I gasp and whimper. She smiles wider. "When I've finally had enough of torturing this cock of yours... I'm going to WHIP YOUR BALLS! Do you understand me, Paul? I want you to focus while I'm whipping your cock. I want you to pay attention to how much it hurts, how hard I'm punishing you. Here, think about this..." Again Wendy brings her crops down hard on the tender head of my cock. I cry out again into my gag, the pain spreading from the place her stroke fell all the way down the length of the shaft and into my legs. "THAT was pretty hard, wasn't it? Well I'll be doing that over and over and over and over again, all night long. And I want you to think about it every single time I whip you. I want you to pay attention to that pain, and imagine how hard I must be whipping you. Because when I'm done with your cock and I start whipping your balls... I'll be whipping you even harder." I start mumbling and shaking my head, trying to beg. I'm trying to beg and plead, to offer her anything she wants. She's intrigued apparently, and she sets her whip aside so she can loosen the gag and move it just enough for me to talk. "Please... please Wendy, please don't hurt me. I'll do whatever you want. Please, anything you want. Anything at all... I'll do anything... just please PLEASE don't hurt me. Please don't whip me, Wendy. It's too much." "Oh, baby... I thought I made it clear. What I WANT is to whip you like this." "But please, don't hurt me. God, I'll do anything... don't whip my balls, please. Oh PLEASE Wendy, not my balls. That's too much. I swear, it's too much!" She puts the gag back in place, cutting off any further pleading. "I KNOW, Paul. I know it's too much. That's the point. I WANT it to be too much. I want it to be too much and to know that there's absolutely NOTHING you can do to stop it. Because there isn't, you know? This is really, truly about to happen. I'm not just teasing you or scaring you for the sake of scaring you. I'm being one hundred percent truthful. I am really, HONESTLY about to do everything I just said to you. And it really WILL be more than you can possibly stand. But there really is NOTHING you can do about it. It's all real, Paul. I'm about to whip you." She secures the gag, takes up her whip and moves down the bed, kneeling between my spread legs. "So I explained ALL of that to my sister. I was just as clear with her as I was with you just now. And you know what? She agreed. I clearly told her that I want to savagely, MERCILESSLY torture you, that I want to hurt you brutally. And she ENTHUSIASTICALLY agreed. So my sister, your wife, knows what I'm about to do and completely supports it. She's in the other room right now, listening to me talk to you. She's going to hear the sounds my whips make as they fall on your cock. "She's going to hear your attempts at screaming and begging. She just heard you begging and pleading with me a moment ago. Let that sink in... Pam JUST HEARD you begging to do absolutely anything for me if I'd only not whip your balls. She heard you whimper that whipping your balls would be too much for you to take. And she heard me re-gag you and tell you that I don't care if it's too much, it's what I'm going to do to you. So Pam knows how real it is. She knows what's about to happen in this room, and she likes it." Wendy takes the head of my cock in the fingers of her left hand and holds it in position as she hefts her whip in her right hand and takes aim. A second to think about it... and then the first blow slaps across the shaft. She immediately follows up with a return stroke from the other side. So she's bringing her crop back and forth HARD across the shaft of my cock, moving up and down the full length. "I really hope this hurts, Paul. But I hope you remember... this is NOTHING compared to what's coming." END ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 42