Linda's Lashing 

Copyright 1998 LaceLinda@yahoo.com

*Dedication & Disclaimer

MMF/f consensual B&D / SM / Torture / Sex

This is an account of what happened on my vacation. Please do not try this if 
you do not know what you are doing.

Dedicated to all the people in Singapore who do Bondage. Special mention of my 
on-line friend, Des. Hope you find the partner of your dreams.



*Introduction

Hi, I'm Linda, I have been enjoying "Bondage and Discipline" (B&D) since 
childhood - though not in the form described below! I recently went to Australia 
in January 1998 to visit my childhood friend - Monica - who is also heavily into 
B&D. When I arrived there with my boyfriend Gregory, Monica showed us her 
homemade dungeon in her basement.

The basement is every B&D player's dream: ceiling rings and pulleys, eyelets in 
the walls, and sound proofing. There are cupboards stocked full of B&D 
equipment. Kenny, Monica's husband, is an expert handyman. He built many pieces 
of equipment in the dungeon, which included a rack, a horse, a whipping frame, 
and stocks. Most of the equipment can be hidden if needed. 

During dinner, we discussed our fantasies and preferences. I hinted I needed to 
be beaten into submission and Monica listened to every word! After dinner, all 
four of us proceeded down into the playroom. We drew lots to see which of us 
would be the lucky (or unlucky!) one to be the slave of the evening. I picked 
the shortest straw! The rest had evil smiles and grins coming from their faces. 
The three of them went off to change and discuss what they wanted me to do. 
Gregory and I played B&D before but never with other people. I was a bit afraid 
of what he had in mind for me together with the rest. He picked up a cane and 
ordered me to strip off all my clothing. I felt a little self-conscious at first 
but had no time to think about my nudity.

Monica changed into a dominatrix costume consisting of leather corset, thigh 
high boots, elbow length gloves, and opera mask. I was getting quite afraid when 
I realized exactly what the three had in mind: strappado training. I picked up a 
collar and put it comfortably around my neck. This was going to be the only 
comfortable piece of bondage gear on me!

Gregory and Kenny grabbed my arms and forced them into a single arm sleeve that 
Monica held open behind me. Monica took her time to lace it up, then tightened 
the straps at my wrists, forearms, and elbows. She then took the two remaining 
straps and brought them around my shoulders and under my armpits, holding up the 
sleeve. There will be no escape. 

With the two men holding me, Monica picked up a harness ball gag and walked 
leisurely towards me. I 'begged' her not to gag me but it was useless to do so. 
Monica grabbed me by the hair and pushed the ball into my mouth. I resisted and 
she slapped me. Soon, the ball went past my teeth and propped open my mouth. She 
pulled the straps behind my neck and pulled them really tight. Gregory passed her 
a leather blindfold, which Monica tied around my eyes. I struggled but they held 
me tight. Monica then brought the front strap of the ball gag in front of my 
face over my head and secured it behind my head. Straps went under my chin 
forcing me to bite the ball gag. No matter how many times I play B&D, I feel 
afraid when I am tied up and gagged. But my feelings of erotic arousal overwhelm 
the fear, like alcohol loosening the inhibitions.

Next, I felt ankle cuffs lock on and the guys pushing me in one direction. I 
felt my ankles being pulled apart by a spreader bar. My fingers felt a hook 
being attached to the end of the sleeve. Suddenly, I felt myself bending 
forward, with my arms in the sleeve lifted high up. Monica laughed as she wound 
up the winch tighter. Now was I in a vulnerable position! I knew they would not 
just leave me in this position, uncomfortable as it was already. I felt a dildo 
go into my pussy, with a strap to hold it in! I only hope Monica cleaned it 
before using it on me. Nipple clamps with spring loaded weights found their way 
onto my tits. The pain surged into my chest like a flame! I screamed into the 
gag, but they just laughed at me! The dildo came alive - it was a vibrator.

When one is blindfolded and gagged, all the other senses seem more acute. I 
could hear my own heartbeat. Someone grabbed my behind and gave it a good 
squeeze! I just moaned into my gag. I could not help noticing the growing 
pleasure in my vagina. I swayed to the vibrations and felt the tug on the 
nipples from the clamps. So much saliva fell from my mouth. I feel quite 
humiliated once this happens but I also enjoy the feeling of utter helplessness. 
My arms felt like stiff poles. I do not know about other's preferences in B&D, 
but this is my favourite position. All of the erogenous zones are exposed for 
stimulation.

When I felt an orgasm coming, Monica or Gregory switched off the vibrator. Damn! 
I was so close. They started to put other clamps all over my body! I felt clips 
bite at my buttocks, my inner thighs, and my breasts. I screamed through my gag, 
begging them to stop, but they just laughed and placed more and more clips on my 
body. Tears welled up in my eyes; I was taking short breaths. They just kept 
laughing or giggling at me. I wanted to use the safety signal - humming a tune, 
but I did not want them to see me give up. I shook my body in pain. The vibrator 
snapped on all of a sudden and I felt much distraction in all possible ways all 
over my painful and very tightly bound body. Monica knew what she was doing and 
kept the vibrator on a low setting to prevent me from having an orgasm.

After what seemed like an eternity, all the clips all over my body came off. I 
thought my torture was over, but it had only begun! My nipples felt very sore as 
the blood rushed back into them. Monica said they were going to whip and cane me 
very hard. They wanted me to get really afraid waiting for my fate. They said 
they wanted me to do many different kinds of sex acts, some of which I was not 
familiar with. I shook my head and pleaded uselessly into my gag. The time 
seemed to drag on like hours. Blindfolded, I lost all sense of time. The fear 
built up in me, but I also needed to be whipped. I craved to be forced to do 
things I was too prudish to do; I did not want to feel any guilt as I was forced 
into it.

My heartbeat was very rapid as I waited and waited in this very uncomfortable 
position. After a long time, I felt my gag coming off. It came out of my jaw 
with a pop. When the blindfold came off, I blinked several times, as the light 
was quite bright. Kenny and Gregory took me down from the strappado position and 
removed the sleeve. I wanted to run away but they gripped me firmly. They forced 
my hands to my front and locked me in leather cuffs. Monica took out a leather 
hood, which only had an opening for the mouth and nose holes. She slipped it 
over my head and laced it tight behind my head. I was plunged into darkness 
again. I felt my hands pulled up while the clicking sound of a manual winch came 
from behind me. Remember that my legs were still spread by the bar.

Monica shouted obsenities at me; she said I was now a whipping toy. With that, 
she caned me. I felt blows coming from all sides. One of them concentrated on my 
back. Another targeted my chest. Someone else attacked my legs. The hood served 
its purpose of protecting my eyes and face, while also giving me no identity. 
Now I was not Linda, I was a piece of sex slave meat. I felt the whips, cats, 
and switches land and land on my tender flesh. I begged and whimpered but they 
did not listen. They laughed as much as I screamed in such searing pain. Never 
had I played B&D at such intensity. When one of them whipped me in the vagina, I 
felt like passing out. I shouted at them, but they whipped even harder. At last, 
I gave in and said they could do what they wanted with me. I wanted to be their 
sex slave to stop the whipping.

They did stop the whipping. But they replaced it with something worse: hair 
dryer torture. Monica has such an imaginative mind, thinking up the most devious 
ways of giving a person pain. I felt myself lifted up and brought onto the 
floor. They locked my wrists behind my back. Monica shouted at me to open my 
mouth. I resisted. I was now in a kneeling position. I heard some whirring sound 
and felt the skin on my arms get hotter and hotter. But before I could be 
burned, the hair dryer got moved to another spot. The pain was terrible but I 
endured it. Tears welled up in my eyes in my hood. I shouted at Monica to stop, 
but she barked orders at me to perform oral sex acts to her satisfaction. 

I felt someone caress my breasts lovingly; it must be Gregory. He also put a 
naughty finger into my pussy. I opened my mouth and took in a penis. I licked 
the head as best as I could. I felt strong hands hold my head and thrust it back 
and forth on the penis. While Monica shouted, I sucked Gregory's cock with all 
the might of a broken slave. Soon, I heard Gregory's groan and his semen shoot 
into my mouth. Monica ordered me to swallow it all down. 

Following that, another cock pushed its way into my mouth. But this one had a 
condom on it. Probably belonged to Kenny. With the condom on, he thrust even 
harder to get more sensations. He held on to the rings on each side of the hood 
and used his tool like a jackhammer. At one point I felt like choking as the 
cock head went down my windpipe.
Another cock went into my vagina - must be a really horny Gregory! Attacked at 
both ends, I felt really hot myself. I went along with the thrusts. I groaned 
and moaned. I shouted swear words at both men.
After 5 minutes, I felt the condom become warmer as he stood rigid for a few 
seconds. I was glad I did not have to swallow down more semen. Later on, Monica 
forced me to lick her pussy. She said I was a helpless slave to her whims (which 
I was). Her vagina was not as smelly as I had imagined it would be, but rather 
pleasant. I felt my nose brush up against her pussy hair. She ordered me to lick 
deep into her clitoris area, and I obeyed her. I had never licked another 
woman's pussy before today, and I am not a lesbian. But I understand them better 
after today.

After the session, I had a long shower. I had whip marks all over my body. 
Gregory kissed me all over and thanked me for such a wonderful experience. I 
thanked him as well.
This Australian holiday brought me to new heights in B&D play. I felt glad that 
I have such wonderful friends who know how to bring a person's inner fantasy to 
life. Gregory liked to tie me up and have sex with me much more frequently after 
the vacation.

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