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Birthday Present
by Dim (dimitri69@fastmail.fm)
***
I selfishly write stories to amuse myself, and this one
is no exception. 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
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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