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[Darius]

(This true story that occured during the mid 70's. It was my introduction to many aspects of BDSM such as threesomes, abrasion play, edge play, on site voyourism, double penetration, etc. But there was one small incident during the afternoon that I remember like it was yesterday.)

Although I had worked for him for over a year, I was surprised when Wayne, the owner of the club where I worked as a bouncer, asked me to his house at 2:00 pm the next day. Alone.
Before I could ask 'Why?', he turned and left.

Arriving at exactly 2:00 and knocking, Wayne invited me in. After a bit of idle chatter, Wayne asked if I was curious about why he invited me. "Yes,", I replied. He motioned me to follow him down the hallway. Going through an open door, Wayne let me take in what was before us before he spoke again.

As my eyes took in the room and the sight of his girlfriend before us, Wayne explained that we had similiar tastes. At my questioning look, he said that his brother owned the adult store that I frequented. His brother had recognized me one night at the club and let Wayne know I was one of his regular customers and what I bought there.

Moving to stand in front of her, Wayne tilted his girlfriend's head upwards. "Donna is not only my girlfriend but she is also my slave. I have trained her for the past 6 months and today is her final exam." he explained. Turning to me, he asked, "Would you like to help test her today?" The huge smile on my face was answer enough.

Donna lay on the floor resting after a session of sensory overload. She had been blindfolded and spreadeagled between two posts. Wayne and I spent 20 or 30 minutes overloading her senses. One moment we were running our oil covered hands up and down her body and the next we were using rough towels to rub off the oil. Followed by using feathers to gently brush her. One would drip wax on one nipple while the other
dripped ice water on the other nipple. She didn't know from one moment to the next what would happen or who was doing it. She could only stand there and say nothing..no begging, no pleading and any overly loud grunt or groan was swiftly stiffled by the riding crops we both carried. But now she was resting as Wayne explained the next activity to me.

At his command, Donna crawled over and knelt before me as Wayne uncovered what looked like a narrow bench on a table. I watched as Donna, using her mouth to, unrolled first one and then another condom over my cock. Next she took a long piece of 1/8 inch thick rope and quickly tied a double layer cock-cage on me. Wayne watched as she checked to insure it would not move on my cock. He instructed her to get on the table. We positioned and fastened her so that although she was in a doggy position, the bench supported her.

Wayne spread her cheeks and legs as I took my position behind her. I rubbed the head of my cock up and down and then pushed into her. Although she was very wet, the rope absorbed most of her juices. It took a few moments before I could easily slid in and out of Donna. When I could do so with little effort, Wayne released her and moved to the other end of the table. On the way, he attached a small bell to each of
Donna's nipples.

Following Wayne's instructions, I set a slow pace. In and out. In and out. After giving me about a minute to get used to the rythm, Wayne introduced the next surprise for Donna. The next time I pulled back, Wayne flicked a long flogger. The ends of the flogger impacted
just over the curve of Donna's ass. With her mouth full, all she could do was grunt each time the flogger hit.

We had been going at it for about 10 minutes when Wayne introduced his surprise for me. Flipping a switch, Wayne smiled as I noticed the TV near us. It was not the news. What was on it, drew my attention so quickly that I almost got hit by Wayne's flogger.

Part of the table was glass. Under the glass was a camera. The camera was positioned so it gave a birds eye view of my cock sliding in and out of Donna. The view was so clear that I could see the braiding of the rope.

Keeping one eye on the flogger and the other on the TV, I watched as beads of moisture collected on and between the ropes. I saw strings of juices from Donna, stretch and then twist together with my movements. I saw globs of juice form and then mash together as I continued with my agonizingly slow pace. I know it was agonizing for Donna because she pushed and wiggled as I entered her and squeezed me as I slid out. But she had to be careful about moving as any sound from the bells clipped to her nipples brought a hard swat from me on her already red ass.

At Wayne's signal, I pulled back and waited as he began to flog Donna hard. At his next signal, I thrust the full length of my cock into Donna's pussy and grabbed her hips to hold it in place. Just as the front of my legs impacted the back of her legs, Donna came. As the bells twinkled, Donna's orgasms shook me, her, the bench and Wayne, I watched facinated.

The slamming of our bodies together had forced a large glob of juice from Donna. The glob had collected on the knot at the base of my cock. With my cock buried deep in the still orgasming Donna, I watched as it began to fall, trailing a long string behind. With my eyes glued to the TV, I held my breath as closer and closer it got before splashing all over the glass.

Although we did many more things that afternoon, I still remember the splash like it was yesterday.