shoes, and leaped into bed with only my panties on. I went straight for his cock, slowly but firmly taking it in both hands and squeezing. Roger showed signs of stirring. I moved my hands up and down a few more strokes. Finally he opened his eyes and hesitantly said, 'You must be… uh Millie.'
I just smiled. Words seemed out of place, considering the fact that he had just awakened to find me jacking him off.
'You… you're naked,' he said slowly. He was looking at my bare tits with a strange expression on his face.
'So are you,' I replied. 'I'm glad you are. I like you that way, you know.'
'Listen,' he began, 'I've never been… you know… with a girl before. I've never-'
'Don't worry,' I consoled, 'Percy told me everything. I think it's great that you want to give girls a try.' And I gave him a big smile.
But then I realized that his concern was based on something very specific in spite of the length of time I'd been playing with his cock, it wasn't any harder than when I'd begun.
He looked somewhat downcast when he saw that I had noticed. Most guys would have gotten a big stiff on just from looking at me in my panties and no bra, not to mention the added treat of having their cocks rubbed.
He rolled over on his side, away from me, so I was forced to let go of his cock. I was about to think it was useless for me to stay. Then I caught sight of the whip and panties lying on the chair beside the big king-sized bed.
I picked up the whip and said, 'Roger, you've been pretty rotten, haven't you? I come in here and jack you off, and you don't even get a hard-on for me.'
'I know,' he said, his head bowed. 'You're right, I've been bad… I… I don't have any excuse.'
But apart from his defeatist remarks, I saw that something else was happening, His cock was trembling to life. No increase in size yet, but a definite movement was taking place inside it. A pulse of new life was occurring.
'You don't have any excuse, huh?' I accused. 'Do you think you're going to get away with acting like that?'
'I… I don't know,' he mumbled. 'What are you going to do to me for it?'
His prick actually had begun to grow. Why hadn't I thought of it before? The key to Roger's sex life was the damned whip and panties. I should have remembered what Percy had told me. All I had to do was raise hell with him and mistreat him and he would have a hard prick for me.
'I'm going to whip your ass, that's what I'm going to do you worthless little bastard,' I exclaimed.
His prick fairly leaped. The thing grew a half inch right before my eyes. This was too easy!
'Oh no, don't do that!' he cried.
'The hell I won't!' I retorted.
I slapped the whip a short stroke across his naked ass. The result was a yelp of pain but also a startling increase in the appearance of his cock. The fucking thing lengthened even more than before. It had to be very near its greatest size by now, I figured.
'And again!' I yelled, striking it back across hi~ ass in the opposite direction.
The big prick was now hard as a rock.
'I'm going to beat you ‘till you do what I want, you hear me?' I cried out at him.
'Oh no, don't whip me any more,' he answered. But his big prick pulsed with passion, contradicting what be sad with his mouth.
'Yes I will!' I yelled.
I sent it whistling across his naked flesh again, leaving a long red mark in its wake.
'Oh… oh, that hurts,' he moaned, 'please don't!'
But his moan was more like an outcry of passion than one of pain.
'I tell you, Ill whip your ass ‘till you do everything I tell you to!' I yelled.
'What… what do you want me to do?' he asked timorously.
I threw the panties at him and said, 'First, put these on. If you can't even get a hard-on when a girl jacks you off, you must be a girl yourself. So put on girl's underwear. Do it, do you bear? Get those panties on before I thrash the living daylights out of you! Hurry up, now, you haven't got all night!'
He scrambled into the sheer panties. It looked rather ridiculous to see that great big prick sticking out against the sheer fabric of those feminine panties. But the thing was so big and hard and shiny-red and stiff that I would have done whatever necessary to get it that way and keep it that way.
As soon as the panties were on he seemed to undergo quite a change emotionally. He turned onto his back and began to move his legs and ass in a seductive, languid way. Now his long cock stuck straight up into the air, making a tent of the panties. It looked almost like a support pole with a mosquito net stretched over it. And it swayed grandly whenever he moved his ass.
'Now pull down the front of your undies and let me see what you've got in there!' I commanded.
He didn't move quite fast enough to suit me, so I gave him another whack, this lime across the top of his thighs. To my surprise, I found I was actually beginning to enjoy using the whip on him. It was no longer just something I was doing to satisfy his perverse needs. I whacked him again, reveling in the moan that came from his lips.
He pulled down the front of his panties and produced his cock. It stood quivering under my gaze.
He let go the elastic waistband and placed his hands on the bed beside him. The panties snapped back and pinned his prick to his flat stomach.
'Who told you you could turn loose of it?' I snapped. I swished the whip across his thighs again. 'You don't do anything ‘till I say so, understand?'
'Y-y-yes,' he mumbled.
'Now jerk those panties down again,' I commanded. 'I want to look at that big dick of yours.'
He did as I said.
'Lower,' I instructed, 'pull them down lower. I want to see your balls too.'
He pulled the underpants down farther, revealing his hairy balls. Now his whole crotch was visible, and he might as well not have been wearing any underwear.
'How long was it before you got hair on your balls there, huh?' I demanded. 'How old were you?'
'I don't know,' he answered weakly. 'I guess when I was about eleven. About two years ago.'
'And when did that prick start getting so big?' I demanded.
This question must have been more embarrassing. He hesitated a little before answering.
I slapped him across the thighs again with the whip and yelled, 'Answer me!'
There were now reddened marks on his legs where the whip had paused. I had taken care not to actually break the skin, but I had been hitting him fairly hard.
'It's… I don't know, it's always been sort of big, I guess,' he lamely responded at last. 'It was nearly always bigger than other guys' that I knew.'
'Bigger than the other guys, huh?' I said. 'And did you ever let any of those other guys look at it? Ever let any of them see it, or even touch it, maybe? Huh?'
'Yes,' he answered meekly, with no elaboration.
'That was awfully naughty of you, wasn't it?' I cried. 'I think you ought to be punished for-that, don't you?'
His response was to lower his head and nod affirmatively. He knew I was going to switch him again, and deep down in his heart he wanted to be switched. He loved having me lord it over him even though be made a pretense that he felt otherwise.
I gave him another slap with the bullwhip. He cringed sideways and groaned. His prick was a beautiful thing to see by now-long and red as a beet, and throbbing so distinctly that I could clearly see its motion from a few feet away. It pulsed so strongly I was afraid he might be going to shoot his nuts off right then and there, which was not at all what I wanted. If I was going to get any use out of the thing I was going to have to get to the point fast.
'Do you know what to do with that thing?' I jeered. 'Do you know what to do with it, or do you just let it stick up there stiff as a board for nothing?'
'No… yes… yes, I… I don't know,' he mumbled. '… Yes, I'll do anything with it you want.'
His words sounded confused but I could tell by looking at him that he was extremely hot and horny and that
