They tucked the ends of my robe behind me then Ed started whipping my right thigh while the driver started on my breasts. Ed worked his way up while the driver went down passing each other at my navel. They knew exactly how to do it. They watched my reactions starting easy then increasing the strength and cadence of my lashes as my excitement grew until there seemed to be a constant slapping sound and pain. When I went into orgasm Ed moved in front of me to uppercut my open pussy several times while the driver viciously pinched my nipples.

Finally my head dropped to my chest and they stopped.

They watched me avidly as my body pulsated with the aftershocks then Ed said, "I have seen women get off on pain but she is the greatest. Look! There is pussy juice running down her thighs."

"Yeah. That is nice for her but I need to get off. My dick is so hard it is hurting me. Lady! If we let you off that thing will you suck our dicks so we can get off too?"

It was strange. It didn't seem like cheating on Joe for them to whip me but sex would definitively be cheating. I moaned, "No I couldn't. I am true to Joe."

The driver said I think "I can change your mind."

He went back to his toolbox and brought back a fibreglas whip. I began to scream knowing that would make me suffer with no hope of release by orgasm.

He began using the tip to whip my nipples up,down and sideways very hard. The pain was horrendous but I kept screaming "No! I won't do it! You can't make me!"

He hit me over and over until finally the nerves in my nipples became numb and I just felt them being pulled on my tits. He stopped and said, "Jesus she is tough! My arm is tired."

Ed said, "Obviously her nipples are not sensitive enough. Hold the lips of her pussy apart."

I recovered from my grogginess to begin screaming, "No! You wouldn't! You couldn't! No-one is that cruel."

The driver just laughed and said, "That got her attention. We have just the thing to hold that sweet cunt open."

He went back to his box to return carrying four of the familiar alligator clamps with cords. I stared at them moaning "No! Please! God no!"

They ignored me and I felt bites as they put them on my pussy lips then brought the cords behind me to pull my lips open till they were tight against my thighs. I sobbed not only from the pain but in the knowledge that my clit was totally exposed and would soon explode in pain. As a final straw the driver put two more clamps on my nipples which unfortunately had come alive and were very sore. I gasped as he went behind me to pull on them so hard my nipples were nearly in my armpits.

Ed said, "Watch this."

He was talking to the driver but I looked down between my open breasts to see him pull back the tip with one hand while he held the handle with the other until it was bent in a "U" shape.

He let it go! The tip was just a blur then there was indescribable pain. I screamed and then looked down to see him slowly pulling it back again while I moaned, "Nooo."

My clit exploded again and the pain radiated throughout my body. This one was even worse than the first. By the fifth I knew my clit would not get numb like my nipples. It seemed to get even more sensitive and I was hoarse from screaming. I couldn't take it anymore in spite of my resolve. As he started pulling it back again I said hoarsely, "No. Don't hit it again. I'll do it."

"What will you do?"

I gulped then said, "I'll suck your dicks."

They let me loose and I gently caressed my sore nipples and clit while they undressed then the driver came over to me and said, "Kneel bitch. You had better get all of it in your throat!"

I began to try to stuff his big prick in my throat. Ed said, "I am not going to wait for you to get off. Sit down and take her with you."

He sat on the floor and I managed to get his dick into my throat just as my hips were grabbed and another dick plunged into my pussy. It was huge! even entering from the rear it was big enough to rub on my sensitive clit. They both began pulling on my breasts and pinching my nipples. When Ed began pinching my clit I came and kept cummimg while they flooded my mouth and cunt.

I guess they decided I had enough because they dressed and left leaving me to catch my breath on the floor.

I felt just awful. It had been my fault That I received so much pain. I should have known they could not resist whipping me after I had cooperated in my bondage. Even though the pain had been unreal the most terrible thing was cumming when they fucked me. I felt like I had deliberately betrayed Joe.

I didn't know what to do. I felt like I should confess to him but he said he would kill me if I fucked anyone without his permission. I went through all kinds of schemes even considering calling the police and charging them with rape but I could never explain why I allowed them to manacle me to the frame and would have to admit I was nearly naked watching them work.

When I heard his car coming up the driveway I decided that if he wanted to kill me I deserved it. All the pain was gone and I began to think I had exaggerated the pain to allow me to have sex with them. When he came though the door I fell to my knees and hugged his legs to sob out what had happened.

He pulled me to my feet to hug me and say, "I know exactly what happened. I thought you might not wait for me to get home to whip you on the frame so I asked Mike to see if you would volunteer to be whipped. I don't know for sure whether you were dumb enough to believe their story about needing to adjust the frame to you but in your favor you were wearing your robe when you agreed and they said you were tortured more than anyone they had encountered before you agreed to have sex with them. The other thing in your favor is that they said you never had an orgasm since the pain was too much."

I was saved by the fact that they could not tell the difference between my orgasms and great pain. I was quick to agree.

"There was no way. They hit my poor clit over and over with that awful fibreglas whip."

"It was only five times and those with the leather tip but Mike said even his wife who is incredibly tough has never been able to take more than four."

I suddenly felt proud. Joe knew I had suffered more than anyone before agreeing to my "Rape."

He asked me how I felt and I told him my pussy was still bruised and sore but the rest of me was fine if he wanted to whip me.

I do want to see you on that frame but only to give you the orgasm you did not get from them. You may choose your whip."

When I was manacled to it he asked me if I was alright. I decided I should suffer more for him and said, "They tied me tighter. It might be better for you if my skin is real tight."

He pulled my arms up until I could feel my joints begin to separate and my tummy went flat.

I whimpered to let him know that was enough and he told me to choose my whip.

I was tempted to choose the little pussy whip or the bootlace whip knowing they would provide enough pain to bring on my orgasm without leaving lasting pain but I did not want him to think I had lost my courage because of the men.

"Use the thong whip to redden me from my breasts to my knees then finish with five to my pussy."

"I thought you said your pussy was very sore."

"It is! That is why you must make me very excited before hitting it."

He did it perfectly. Hitting easy at first to the area just above my pussy to my breasts, then a little harder to cover my breasts, Then harder right to the tops and inner thighs until I was cumming and screamed "My Pussy! Now!"

Orgasms began crashing through my body causing me to scream and toss my head. When the last lash buried itself in my slit he dropped to his knees and began licking my inflamed clit while he ripped off his clothes then he raised up to bury his dick that felt twice its normal size to continue my orgasms.