rallied and sprang up like a fiberglass tent pole – boinng! I realized that my gown was still flipped up and my rod swayed merrily in the breeze, vulnerably exposed to the full onslaught of the domme's advances. I remembered coming across a terrifying site about cock and ball torture on the Net and I flushed, blanched, winced and flinched in rapid succession.
Miss Lawrence's bare white bottom was exposed to the fresh air and the ministrations of Nurse Benjamin. Her breasts were pressed against my chest. She was starting to strangle me, her body squirming rhythmically against my captive torso. Alas, my manhood was too far south of her moistening pussy to take a dip, the distinctive difference between our respective heights normally requiring a trip through the Kama Sutra for the Climbing Lotus position.
'Gerroff!'
Miss Lawrence whimpered and ground her hips against my belly. This was torture, without any recourse to nips and clips upon my apparatus. Groaning in pre-orgasmic bliss, my little friend clasped the metal bed-head and dribbled pussy juice upon my fiery loins.
'She hasn't even touched you yet.'
With a crack the whip landed on Miss Lawrence's unprotected buttocks and she leapt as if she had been shot. A bright angry weal appeared.
'She has now.'
The whip cracked again.
Miss Lawrence's whimpers against my neck became more ragged with each crack. She buried her face further into my neck and began to wriggle like an eel on a spear. Her breath came hot against my jugular vein.
'Harry…'
Her fingers dug in and her breathing was now loud, gasping for air.
'Harry… Oh my god… Harry…!'
Nurse Benjamin let loose a flurry of blows. Jay's whole body began to shake.
'Oh yes… Harry… yes… yes… aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!'
Jay collapsed across my injured body. Nurse Benjamin gave one more lash for luck and stood back. The grip on my neck relaxed. Miss Lawrence slowly slipped off the bed until she was in a kneeling position with her head resting on the mattress.
She gave a gentle snore.
Nurse Benjamin looked down at me. I looked up at Nurse Benjamin. Her breath was ragged too with the exertion of whipping – or something related…
'Now, Mr. Neptune.'
Nurse Benjamin hung the whip over my aerial tractioned foot. She stepped over Jay and knelt on the bed, straddling my chest. She lifted her leather skirt and thrust her pelvis to within a foot of my face.
Yep, whatever they were, they were leather all right. Tied at the sides with – leather thongs. The mixed smell of leather and woman was intoxicating. I felt my manhood resurge.
Nurse Benjamin tugged at the thongs and pulled the leather whatsits away. Her wet quim glistened through dark curly damp hair. She grasped the tall bed head and before I could take a decent breath, engulfed me in sweet wet rampant Amazon pussy.
All I had to do was survive. She took care of everything else. She slipped and slid over my face, grinding herself onto me. Her great thighs gripped my head in a vice.
I could feel her pulse hammering. I swore I could hear her pulse hammering. She ground harder and harder at me. I would have tried to breathe through my ears, but they were trapped by her thighs.
My head was pressed back against the pillows. I wondered if I could breathe through her pussy.
After what seemed hours but must have been no more than a minute or two, she gave a titanic cry and I felt myself drenched with her juices. She went still for a moment, then slowly and lasciviously rubbed herself up and down my dripping face.
At last she stopped and leaned back.
'Hah hah hah hah…'
I wasn't laughing; I was reacquainting myself with the sensation of dragging oxygen into my lungs.
Miss Lawrence had recovered her senses during this performance and was examining her bottom in the mirror over the washbasin.
'Look at that, Harry! They'll take weeks to go away!'
Her bottom was covered with perfectly parallel red stripes. It looked painful. I bet I wouldn't hear the last of it. She'd goad me into taking flogging lessons from Nurse B.
Nurse Benjamin stepped off the bed and stood looking down at me again.
'Nasty swelling that. Looks like we'll have to purge it.'
She was looking at my middle section. My nasty swelling began to subside of its own accord.
Nurse Benjamin tugged at a thong and her jerkin fell off.
My nasty swelling recovered at a rate of knots.
Jay trotted back from the mirror and eyed Nurse Benjamin's stupendous breasts. She was recovering rapidly too.
Nurse Benjamin gripped my nasty swelling in a powerful hand.
'Careful!'
My faithful pal, bless her, was concerned that her favorite part of my anatomy was about to be amputated without benefit of proper surgical procedures.
Nurse Benjamin squeezed gently. I felt an irresistible pressure build.
'Ohhhhh…'
That was me.
Miss Lawrence bent over Nurse Benjamin's hand and gave my helmet a friendly lick. She lifted her head expectantly.
Nurse Benjamin's dark head lowered. With a sudden movement, she engulfed me. Her lips gripped and slithered and her tongue lashed like the whip had lashed Jay's rear end. She had suction like a tornado over a carrot field.
'Ahhhhh…'
Nurse Benjamin released me and Miss Lawrence was there like a shot. She pumped her mouth up and down my length. There was no waiting. This was not a day for drawn out foreplay.
I came almost before I knew it.
'AAAAAAAAAAAAH…'
Miss Lawrence's lips lifted away and Nurse Benjamin was there to catch the last spurts of hot semen as I sank back into my pillows.
My eyes closed. I may have snored.
The bed shook and I opened my eyes. Nurse Benjamin was back in her nurse's uniform and Jay was back in her skirt. A large safety pin held it together where Nurse Benjamin had dispensed with the buttons.
'I've never been raped before,' I murmured.
'First time for everything, Harry my lad. We're off to buy a present for Venus from her Dad. I've got your check book.'
I didn't have the energy.
'Make it a nice present. Nothing tatty,' I said drowsily.
'Ciao, sweetie!'
A chill breeze wafted through the door as the two girls left. I went to pull the bedclothes back up. My hands traveled two inches and came to a clanking stop.
'Hey! Come back! Come back here! Oy! Come back!'
There was no answer.
Jingle Tingle
'I don't believe it! Not here! Not now!'
'What's the matter, darling? Seeing little green men again?'
I followed Harry's gaze but could see nothing more daunting than a short, plump lady in a bright pink trouser suit. We sat in the elegant lobby of Victoria's magnificent Empress Hotel, taking a luxurious little break from some
