When I just leaned back on my heels and grinned at him. He said, "You want it don't you? Damn it! I was going to be nice to you tonight. Stand up and give me my belt."

I felt almost sick with excitement when I handed it to him.

"Since you want it so bad. You will have to do it yourself. I promised myself I wouldn't hurt you tonight. I am going to swing this belt around like a windmill. If you really want it just back up into it."

I turned my back and looked at him as he swung the belt around in a circle with the tip just above the rug as it came forward. He was swinging it so fast it was just a blur and was making a whirring sound as it flew through the air. I let my excitement build as I listened to the belt and then slowly moved back while bent over until the tip hit my right ass cheek. It really hurt and I straightened up to make it miss. Then I gritted my teeth and bent over and back again. It did not seem quite as bad as I moved my ass back and forth and sideways to cover every inch of it with welts. I finally gathered enough excitement and courage to spread my legs and center the belt to cover my pussy. My excitement kept building till my orgasms started and I was able to tilt my pelvis so the end hit my clit. This did it! I fell forward and on my knees with my stomach muscles pulsating with orgasms.

Through a daze I heard Tim say, "I can't wait to get my prick into that hot pussy!" He jammed his dick in so fast and hard I would have fallen on my face if he hadn't held my ass up by gripping my waist. I could feel my nipples dragging back and forth on the rug as he plunged into me until he came and let me fall forward and lie panting on my back as our skin slid around in the wetness of our sweat.

Finally he recovered enough to help me to the couch where I laid back straddle-legged while Mom went into the kitchen to make us all drinks. I was still breathing hard and was wet with sweat when she came back and gave me my drink. I gulped it and she asked, "Are you alright? You were awfully brave. I saw you let the belt hit on your clit. You must have taken a lot of lashes."

Tim was rubbing his arm. "God yes! I couldn't have given her many more. My arm was worn out."

"I am fine Mom. My pussy is burning and stinging but I want it to stay that way for awhile. I am still getting aftershocks."

Bob and Tim stayed for another drink as they hugged and kissed us then told us they had to go because they would be getting up early to go to Seattle for supplies. On the way out Bob told Mom to pack her things and he would pick them up when they got back.

When they left I asked Mom what he meant about packing.

"I decided to move in with him. I think I need to be with you when Tim punishes you to protect you. You are so crazy he might really injure you."

"Oh Mom I am so happy! Speaking of punishment, why didn't Bob whip you?"

"I came so hard watching your punishment while he butt- fucked me I wasn't in the mood for more. When he asked me if I wanted to be whipped I just said he could if he wanted to. He refused! He told me he would only whip me when I wanted it or deserved it. That convinced me he would never hurt me against my will so I decided to move in with him. I know that if I do something wrong that deserves punishment it will be because I consciously or subconsciously am asking for it."

My pussy was a little bruised the next day but I didn't mind because it kept me constantly aware that it was there and brought back memories of the excitement while I packed. He didn't need any of our furniture so we just packed our clothes, toilet articles, and some things Mom wanted from the kitchen.

Mom called a rental agency to rent our house although it didn't look as if we would need the money.

We must have changed clothes a dozen times trying to decide how they wanted us to be dressed. At one point we thought about going stark naked. I again had to admire how good Mom's body was and lifted and felt her firm breasts. One thing led to another and we ended up in a 69. We both managed to cum as we licked and pinched each others pussies which made us a little calmer for the endless wait for them to come into our driveway to pick us up.

They finally came in driving one of the company vans. We both ran out to them to hug and kiss them and tell them how happy we were to see them.

Bob finally held Mom away from him so he could talk to her.

"Kathy. Tim and I were talking on the way home. We want you to know definitely what you are agreeing to. There will be good times and bad times but at all times You and Kay must know that you belong to us totally. Either of you will obey Tim or me without question. From past experience we may want to demonstrate your obedience to others. This could be embarrassing or humiliating to you."

I broke in at that point, "I don't know about Mom but I will be happy to show my obedience to anyone or to a crowd."

"Thank you Kay. What do you think Kathy?"

Mom made a little gulp and answered, "Yes I guess so. I have never performed in front of others. My husband would not even let me dress in sexy clothes in public."

"A guess is not good enough. Picture this scene. We are on a stage in front of a whole theatre of people. I tell you to take off all your clothes and kneel before me and beg for a whipping. Would you do it?"

God I almost came just at the thought of it. I was relieved to hear Mom say, "Yes if it would please you. Actually it sounds very thrilling."

"Alright. Lets load up the van."

It didn't take us long since we were not taking any furniture. I was a little disappointed neither of them had commented on how pretty we looked after changing clothes, makeup, and hairdos to look our best so I said, "Do you like our outfits? Since we look so much alike we decided to go as twins." We had worn the skimpiest underwear they had bought us with transparent blouses and white mini-skirts we had hemmed up to barely cover our crotches.

"You both look beautiful but since this is a special night we brought you special costumes. Let's go back in the house so we can put them on you. I think you will like them, they were quite expensive."

They had us take off all our clothes. When we were standing in front of them with our tummies sucked in to look our best he reached into a box. "These should impress on you the fact that you will be helpless."

They had us put our hands behind our back so they could put on some beautiful gold-plated handcuffs, then gold shackles for our ankles and finally another set that went around our biceps to hold our elbows together forcing out our breasts.

Then they brought out What looked like an elaborate necklace made of several gold chains. It was no necklace. They put clips with tiny teeth on them on our nipples. The top chain was short enough to pull our nipples together enough to create some cleavage while the rest of the chains were progressively longer. It felt like tiny animals were biting my nipples and the illusion increased at the slightest movement since the chains were so heavy. They had similar jewelry for our pussies. Tim said, "These hide your pussy enough to create mystery and yet are easy to lift out of the way. See?"

At that he lifted the chains up to my stomach, then dropped them! My little animals became vicious. I had to jump from the pain which made the teeth in my pussy lips dig in. By the time I got smart and stood perfectly still my breasts were still moving as I panted from the excitement. Mom was getting in to it. She was bending forward and wagging her shoulders to make her breasts move. We both decided to see what we looked like and walked to the mirror. Every step, no matter how smooth we tried to walk, caused more bites to our nipples and pussy lips.

After we admired ourselves and agreed with the guys that the costume made us look very sexy we went down the steps and got into the van. By the time I had sat down in the seat next to Tim I was doubly excited not only from the pain but by the knowledge that I was bound too tightly to protect myself in any way. I almost came just by imagining the feeling if he decided to jerk on my chains.