1. Sex and my amazing wife pt2


    Date: 5/17/2017, Categories: BDSM, Author: alibodge, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    her labia. We sat numb, not taking in his commentary, watching our friend and lover in the tremendous pain she craved, as her screams slowly reduced to a whimper and she came to terms with this intruder to her body. From his box I had not before noticed, hidden under the bench he took a multi thong whip; he took his time showing us the tiny steel blades embedded in the thongs, she had he said requested a whipping from this awful thing, he smiled as he told us it would render her body a bl**dy mess in no time, though hardly penetrating her skin to any depth, he said it was not the only thing she had requested in the next 30 minutes. He was to remove her labia at the 25th minute and he was to destroy her clitoris as well. He reached into his box yet again, this time producing a pair of soft jawed clamps which he first held up for her to see then clamped fiercely onto each nipple finally adding a number of weight till her face contorted with fresh pain. After a short while, Sue raised her head and looking at her tormenter she managed to nod, he was quickly on his feet, checking the clock as he did he stood and swiped at her back, thin bl**dy strips ran down from the marks of the thongs, she did not utter a sound, the second hit her shoulder tearing shreds of skin as it went, she groaned, the third her right buttock her tender skin now dribbling bl**d from every one of a hundred tiny strips of torn flesh, her screams now loud as he changed places, more cuts appeared, this time on ...
    her left buttock and the final strokes were across her shoulders, with each stroke her screams had raised an octave. bl**d ran in rivulets down her legs to drip from her toes, the spike too, now less prominent in her other agony had bl**d trickling down it. Her noise now much quietened to a continuous moan, her face a fixed smile as if she was enjoying herself her eyes following him as He again sat on our bench, it was as if we were sitting in a park admiring the ducks it was her and him in this crazy pain-filled world. He began to hum, enjoying every little moment of her agony, savouring her every moan, the drips of her bl**d to the floor, the thickness of the spike forcing her sex open to still greater distortion and the lips of her sex bulging to accommodate this cold intruder. He kept glancing at the clock, eager to begin complying with her next wish at the second she had requested. He produced a small sharp curved bladed knife, the instant the full 25 minutes of this horrendous pain had passed he wanted to be adding to her pain, he showed her the knife, and again she nodded, less definitely this time. Then holding her hood back with his left hand as he probed for her clitoris with the point of the wicked blade he sliced it neatly in two with a flick of his wrist. Her single scream was pitiful. The weights still holding her labia stretched holding each lip tightly, cutting with a single swipes of the knife, he removed the lips of her sex bl**d flooded over his hand,. Her ...