Getting whipped for a good cause. BDSM.
We have been involved with shelters for a long time. We have both been fond of them since c***dhood, so in our spare time we help out at our local a****l shelter in the better part of our county. The rich people who belong, like to put it on their list of good deeds, to impress others. Several years ago, 1 of the wealthier members, of the shelter, knew that I liked BDSM from our conversations and that getting whipped/spanked on just my ass was a big turn on for me. He asked me jokingly, if I would consider getting whipped by the highest bidder to raise money for the shelter, as the rich are tight with their money. That’s how they got rich. I told him sure, thinking it was just a joke. He was serious about it and was setting the auction up before I could back out.
We met again and he showed me a number of small whips and pointed out the 1 most females like to use. It was black and the actual whip part, was about 2 feet long and 1 strand, hence, the name single tail. I did not know what the material was made of, but I ran the end of the whip over my cheek and it felt soft. The handle was made of tooled leather and was very pretty. It felt good holding it. A well made whip to be used on me. I chose that 1 to be used on my ass. It is wild now thinking back, that I was playing with the tool, that was going to cause me as much discomfort as could be inflicted on my ass. It was amazing the amount of people who would pay good money, to whip a women in front of other men & women. A macho thing I would guess.
It was held in a vacant warehouse and I was totally naked, including my bare feet on a cold cement floor. Those who put in bids on the use of my ass, had to pay a fee as well, to stay and watch, if they did not win the right to whip me. I was shown to the bidders, before the auction so they could check out the goods before they made an offer on me. My ass got padded and my nipples pinched in the humiliating ordeal of being shown off like meat on the hoof. The only stipulation was that I was only to be whipped on my ass, by the small single tail whip, that he showed me, for 2, 1/2 hour whippings, with a minute break between them. The bidding got to several thousand dollars, when a large man made a big offer for me, way above what everyone else was offering. His only stipulation was that he share the whipping of me with his son, who was going into the service in the next month. He agreed that only 1 whip would strike me at a time. That might sound good, but 1 after another, does not give you any time to catch your breath or get your balance back, each time you are struck. His son came up to me and told me that he wants to get close to his father before he goes away. So because 2 whips will be doing my ass, consecutively, I only agreed to it, if they cut the time in half, 2, 15 minute sessions. The father agreed and the son came back to me and smiled and mockingly said he was going to enjoy doing me. He kissed me and they put me in cuffs and strung my hands above me, on a hook and pulled it up so I was just touching my feet, on the cold floor.
They took off their shirts and were handed their whips, which they swung in the air, making the swishing sound, that did intimidate me. The whips were not long, like bull whips, thank goodness. They turned me around, so my ass was facing them and they each starting sizing up my asscheeks for their pleasure, touching my ass, to get the right distance for the end of the whip, the part that stings the most. They made crude remarks about what they were going to do to me and even high fived each other, to turn the audience on. The father then told the audience that they were going to raise up every inch of my pretty white ass, with red welts and turn it into a checkerboard, with the welts they are going to make.
They were told to start in on me and they did, without delay. I do enjoy the sound of a whip hitting my ass, as the crack noise and the sting, just increase the sensation, only a fellow pain freak would understand. I still moved forward on each strike and just when I got back in position, another blow would hit, so I was constantly trying to regain my posture. My being off balance, took some of the pain away, but not much. The first 15 minutes, was more to my liking, as I enjoyed the sting and all that went with it. They liked to get my upper thighs a lot, as they must have known that hurts more than on my ass. They would sometimes get in closer and wrap the whip around my ass to strike me on my sides and that caused me to yelp out in pain more. They took a short break for a drink and it was then that the damage they inflicted on my ass started to get to me and it hurt so much more, just standing still. My husband gave me a sip of his beer and told me that my ass was very red and to just hold on and know that it is all for a good cause. Easy for him to say. After about a minute break, they wasted no time on me for the last 15 minutes and it was not as enjoyable. They rubbed the welts on my ass. As I jumped in pain, the father told his son to concentrate on the welts more from the side, so it would do more damage and that I would feel it more.
They switched sides from the first 15 minutes and went to town trying to tear up my ass. He kept telling his son to do me on a downward motion, so they can play checkers on my ass and laughed. I could really feel the welts even more each time the whips hit them and it really hurt. I was constantly grunting and moaning and they really enjoyed it as the father told his son, “they had me on the ropes.” If they thought I was going to give in, no way would he get some of his money back after what I had endured. I just ate the pain and reminded myself it was for a good cause. When the time was up, they turned me around and told me I was a tough bitch and thanked me for the experience of doing me together. I was just glad it was over and proud of myself for not giving up. My ass hurt, like it never has before, or since.
My husband came up to me and told me how proud he was of me. My husband shook hands with the father and son, who had just whipped my ass and told them how impressed he was at the artwork they did on my ass. He said the red welts did resemble a checkerboard and joked that it will not be easy for me to sit for several days. They all had a good laugh, while I was still hanging there. The building owner came over and let me down, from the hook and took off my cuffs. The wife of the man that whipped me came over and admired the welts on my ass and told me it was nice of me to let her husband take out his aggression on me. She rubbed my ass welts and told me it was worth every dollar, laughed and walked away with her husband & son. I was not sure if I wanted to cry or tell her off, but her comment was ment to be hurtful and I hurt enough. That was the first and last time I ever let 2 people do me together. Jenny.
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We met again and he showed me a number of small whips and pointed out the 1 most females like to use. It was black and the actual whip part, was about 2 feet long and 1 strand, hence, the name single tail. I did not know what the material was made of, but I ran the end of the whip over my cheek and it felt soft. The handle was made of tooled leather and was very pretty. It felt good holding it. A well made whip to be used on me. I chose that 1 to be used on my ass. It is wild now thinking back, that I was playing with the tool, that was going to cause me as much discomfort as could be inflicted on my ass. It was amazing the amount of people who would pay good money, to whip a women in front of other men & women. A macho thing I would guess.
It was held in a vacant warehouse and I was totally naked, including my bare feet on a cold cement floor. Those who put in bids on the use of my ass, had to pay a fee as well, to stay and watch, if they did not win the right to whip me. I was shown to the bidders, before the auction so they could check out the goods before they made an offer on me. My ass got padded and my nipples pinched in the humiliating ordeal of being shown off like meat on the hoof. The only stipulation was that I was only to be whipped on my ass, by the small single tail whip, that he showed me, for 2, 1/2 hour whippings, with a minute break between them. The bidding got to several thousand dollars, when a large man made a big offer for me, way above what everyone else was offering. His only stipulation was that he share the whipping of me with his son, who was going into the service in the next month. He agreed that only 1 whip would strike me at a time. That might sound good, but 1 after another, does not give you any time to catch your breath or get your balance back, each time you are struck. His son came up to me and told me that he wants to get close to his father before he goes away. So because 2 whips will be doing my ass, consecutively, I only agreed to it, if they cut the time in half, 2, 15 minute sessions. The father agreed and the son came back to me and smiled and mockingly said he was going to enjoy doing me. He kissed me and they put me in cuffs and strung my hands above me, on a hook and pulled it up so I was just touching my feet, on the cold floor.
They took off their shirts and were handed their whips, which they swung in the air, making the swishing sound, that did intimidate me. The whips were not long, like bull whips, thank goodness. They turned me around, so my ass was facing them and they each starting sizing up my asscheeks for their pleasure, touching my ass, to get the right distance for the end of the whip, the part that stings the most. They made crude remarks about what they were going to do to me and even high fived each other, to turn the audience on. The father then told the audience that they were going to raise up every inch of my pretty white ass, with red welts and turn it into a checkerboard, with the welts they are going to make.
They were told to start in on me and they did, without delay. I do enjoy the sound of a whip hitting my ass, as the crack noise and the sting, just increase the sensation, only a fellow pain freak would understand. I still moved forward on each strike and just when I got back in position, another blow would hit, so I was constantly trying to regain my posture. My being off balance, took some of the pain away, but not much. The first 15 minutes, was more to my liking, as I enjoyed the sting and all that went with it. They liked to get my upper thighs a lot, as they must have known that hurts more than on my ass. They would sometimes get in closer and wrap the whip around my ass to strike me on my sides and that caused me to yelp out in pain more. They took a short break for a drink and it was then that the damage they inflicted on my ass started to get to me and it hurt so much more, just standing still. My husband gave me a sip of his beer and told me that my ass was very red and to just hold on and know that it is all for a good cause. Easy for him to say. After about a minute break, they wasted no time on me for the last 15 minutes and it was not as enjoyable. They rubbed the welts on my ass. As I jumped in pain, the father told his son to concentrate on the welts more from the side, so it would do more damage and that I would feel it more.
They switched sides from the first 15 minutes and went to town trying to tear up my ass. He kept telling his son to do me on a downward motion, so they can play checkers on my ass and laughed. I could really feel the welts even more each time the whips hit them and it really hurt. I was constantly grunting and moaning and they really enjoyed it as the father told his son, “they had me on the ropes.” If they thought I was going to give in, no way would he get some of his money back after what I had endured. I just ate the pain and reminded myself it was for a good cause. When the time was up, they turned me around and told me I was a tough bitch and thanked me for the experience of doing me together. I was just glad it was over and proud of myself for not giving up. My ass hurt, like it never has before, or since.
My husband came up to me and told me how proud he was of me. My husband shook hands with the father and son, who had just whipped my ass and told them how impressed he was at the artwork they did on my ass. He said the red welts did resemble a checkerboard and joked that it will not be easy for me to sit for several days. They all had a good laugh, while I was still hanging there. The building owner came over and let me down, from the hook and took off my cuffs. The wife of the man that whipped me came over and admired the welts on my ass and told me it was nice of me to let her husband take out his aggression on me. She rubbed my ass welts and told me it was worth every dollar, laughed and walked away with her husband & son. I was not sure if I wanted to cry or tell her off, but her comment was ment to be hurtful and I hurt enough. That was the first and last time I ever let 2 people do me together. Jenny.
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