Henry's Gift - Chapter 3

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2006-07-02

She lifted her arms to the height of her boobs, which I so yearned to see revealed, and hung each of the whips in front of the man’s eyes, making sure that I had a clear view, as well. ‘Were you this naughty?’ she asked, dangling a slightly smaller whip with hair that looked like a long brush, sort of, but longer than what my wife would use when coloring her hair. I froze. Why would I keep thinking of my loved ones in a time when I was supposed to pleasure myself?‘Or,’ Evie’s voice jerked me out of my thoughts yet again, ‘Were you this naughty?’ The whip that was being dangled this time, had a short handle, just enough to fit in her hand, however, its numerous tentacles were nearly two feet long. Even from afar, I could see that each of the long leather strips were tied in a small knot its end. Nasty looking beast!The man didn’t say anything, only stared. I would bet my life that this was just an act for me, for if they were this familiar, this had scene been done before. Probably on numerous occasions. I silently cheered for the whip with long tentacles, and when the man finally sighed and awkwardly nodded his head towards my choice, I smiled. ‘Cos you are aware, that if it was my birthday,’ said Evie, ‘I’d do you with both!’ This time, it was the man’s turn to smile. Evie smiled back. ‘Keep it up, and I will do it!’ It must have been some sort of a private joke that I did not understand, for they both laughed out loud. As if to prove the point of this being only a joke, she let the unwanted whip drop to the floor, where it lay forgotten for the rest of the session. With that, Evie walked towards the big brass bed on the other side of the room. ‘Oh,’ she said all of a sudden and turned swiftly on her heels. ‘Silly me!’ she exclaimed and returned to the chair, picking up the glass flame.

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   Amusement lingered on the man’s face, his eyes shining with it, as well. He seemed to enjoy Evie’s little performance as much as I did. ‘Come on, then,’ she nodded to the man, who stood up and without a strip of cloth to cover his body, which now appeared very masculine and attractive, he followed. As he joined her at the foot of the bed, she simply cocked her head, and with a wave of her hand pointed to the brass frame. With his back towards me, the man leaned forward, planting his feet firmly on the floor, his hands tightly grabbing the horizontal bar. For a moment I panicked that my view would be blocked. Relief swept over me as I realized that one of the monitors offered a perfect picture of the man’s upper body, arms, hands that gripped the bar and most importantly, his face. I could also see that his cock was still in the state of arousal. Evie leaned over him at his side and only then I noticed the handcuffs that hung off the bar. She slapped them onto each of his wrists, one by one, peeking at his face and smiling mischievously after each little deed had been accomplished. ‘And,’ she said dramatically, waving the glass flame in front of his face, ‘special treat for a birthday boy!’ She leaned the object against the man’s cheek and rubbed it gently from the edge of his jaw up to his cheekbone and back down again. She changed direction and slipped it across his closed lips, treating the other cheek with the same attentive care. ‘We’ll let you lubricate it yourself. With your expert tongue. ’ She smiled wickedly.

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   ‘No nasty Vaseline today. ’The man did not appear amused any longer, simply indifferent. He listened intently, consenting or at least giving in to everything she thought of. Evie pressed the pointy top of the flame-looking thing against the man’s lips. ‘Open,’ she said softly and the man’s lips parted. She pushed the tip of the object inside his mouth, at the same time, her hand slipping underneath his torso, finding his cock, fingers enveloping it, giving it a gentle squeeze. She massaged his hardness in the rhythm of gently pushing the flame in and out of his mouth. My hand worked in synchronicity with hers. After a short time she pulled the hand off his cock and placed it under his chin. ‘Wider,’ she commanded and the man opened his mouth wide as if in a dentist’s chair. She pushed half of the flame inside his mouth, slowly spinning it around, as if winding up an old fashioned clock. Then, she pulled it out and held it in front of him. ‘The better you do, the easier will be,’ she said and the man started licking the flame vigorously, just as he had been licking her boots a little while ago. His tongue worked the soft curves of the object, every once in a while slipping back inside the mouth to gather more spit for lubrication. Finally, Evie seemed satisfied with the result, pulling the flame away from the man’s face, stepping behind him and placing her free hand on his butt.

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   Her expert fingers spread over both of his cheeks, they prying them apart and placing the tip of the flame on his arsehole. ‘Ready?’ she asked and as he started to nod, she pushed in hard, burying half of the flame in one stroke. I was puzzled and fascinated! Could this really be pleasurable?I dropped my eyes back to the monitor with the view of the man’s face and found that his eyes were shut tight, deep wrinkles around them in a pattern of sunrays. His entire face cringed, lips pulled into what looked like a smile, but it really wasn’t. It was more of an attempt to keep the breath in and not push out a sound of pain, which he so obviously felt. Evie waited for a few seconds, pulled the flame slightly out, only to push it in deeper, and deeper still, until it was finally all buried, the fatter, lower part just above the circular hold preventing it from slipping back without actually being pulled out. They both stood still for few moments, the man’s body obviously getting used to the smooth intruder. Finally, he let out a deep sigh, ‘Okay,’ was all he said and now his face unwrinkled, however, the eyes remained shut, if not quite as tight as before. Evie remained standing next to the man, now gently rubbing the small of his back. I could see that his cock lost none of its hardness following the uncomfortable and obviously somewhat painful invasion. She pulled her hand off the man, now regrabbing the whip of his choice with it, at the same time grabbing his cock. Her fingers wrapped and squeezed it, remaining still. ‘Remember,’ she whispered warningly in his ear, ‘not until I tell you. ’ The man nodded and I wondered what that was all about. The couple in front of me seemed to be quite familiar with each other, all those private little jokes and understandings that I had no knowledge of, or even the capability to understand.

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   Evie raised her arm and the whip seemed to float in the air for a moment. She brought it down with obvious force, slapping it over his butt cheeks. The swishing of the whip’s tentacles and the meaty slap when it met the man’s skin was greeted by my fingers squeezing my cock so hard, it almost hurt. The poor sod’s entire body wobbled and for a moment I thought he was going to fall on his knees. His face cringed in pain and his lips parted in a silent scream, but apart from a loud exhale, he didn’t make a sound. Her other hand was still squeezing his hard cock and for a moment she paused as if inspecting a few fanned out pink lines that were now forming on his baby white skin. They seemed to change color into the deeper red with every passing second. I leaned over and reached for the glass that was sweating on one of the monitors in front of me, gulping down half of its golden contents, almost gagging on the sharp sting that constricted my throat, taking my breath away. I was still stroking my cock, with movements that were becoming faster and more intense. I didn’t think I would last through the entire scene and enjoy the ultimate pleasure together with the couple in the other room. Now, Evie’s hand let go of the man’s cock and returned to the small of the man’s back, as if holding onto it for support. She raised her arm again and brought the whip down on his bare buttocks, the man jerking in pain. This time, without pause, she raised her arm again delivering another blow. She kept whipping him like that, showing no mercy to his obvious increasing distress. The first couple of hits he managed to take silently, his face the only testament of pain.

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   As she continued to shower him with the painful assault, he began to moan, then grunt after each time the tentacles hit their target, he swayed dangerously and finally fell to his knees. His wrists were still constricted to the bed frame; Evie’s hand left the spot on his back just above the arse, now criss-crossed with angry red stripes, some of them actual cuts and gashes, bleeding drops of the juice of life in tiny drips down the back of his thighs. The man could not contain his silence any longer and a blood-curling wail escaped his lips, extending into one long shriek, intensifying each time the whip met his skin. The whip seemed to be moving higher up on the man’s body now. It relieved his arse and thighs, only to land gashes on his lower back, slowly moving to the middle, slipping all the way up between his shoulder blades. The man was screaming now, his body jerking away from Evie each time she brought the whip down on him, but she didn’t seem to be slowing down at all. I remembered hearing a man scream like that before. A few years back, when I took my family to Mediterranean, there was an accident on the beach, where a swimmer got run over by a high speed boat, almost severing his leg off. The man was silent while in the water, but once the life guard managed to pull him to the safety of the warm sand and he saw the damage on his leg with the blood spraying out in thin sprays, he completely lost it and I believe I can speak for all present when I say that everybody’s blood seemed to turn to ice at the sound of the man’s distress. I could not push it out of my mind for weeks to come. I would actually jerk out of my sleep almost every night, finding myself sitting up straight with cold sweat covering my torso and face, the man’s screams echoing in my head. The man on the other side of the one-way mirror sounded almost the same. However, his screams seemed to intensify my wish to bring my cock to the verge of hot prickle, and make it spit in the haze of pleasure. I wanked off madly, my body hot with perspiration, which was also covering the body of the punished man in front of me. I looked into the monitor and noticed that Evie’s face and chest were glistening with sweat beads, as well.

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   Her face, distorted by the hilarious make up was shiny, mascara running down her cheeks as if she was crying black tears, her wig sitting askew on her head. I could see a strand of her curly red hair had escaped and was now freely waving in the rhythm of her motions. By now, she must have hit him good twenty times. The entire scene of whipping could not have been longer than a couple of minutes, but to me, it seemed as if it had been going on forever. The man’s horrifying screams were absolute music to my ears; I was wanking off as if my own life depended on it. ‘Oh, aaaaah,’ yelled the man, ‘Fuck, oh oooooh, ooooh!’ Evie stopped the beating, only to drop to her knees next to him and in the monitor, I could see that she grabbed his cock just beneath its head, squeezing it so tight that it turned from deep pink to red. ‘No!’ she yelled, dropped the whip and the hand swayed in the air for a moment, only to land a hard smack on the back of his head. After that, they both seemed to still for a moment, her fingers still squeezing his cock, her eyes intently inspecting her work. ‘Not yet!’ she said and the man’s face seemed to contort in great effort to obey, after a few minutes smoothing somewhat and his head bobbing in consent. She had actually forced him to push his orgasm back and wait until she would be willing to let him cum! I was amazed! My own cock was now wet with precum and I knew I could not stop myself from cumming when I was ready. But to my astonishment, I felt that my cock seized to throb somewhat, the tingling in my balls subsiding. She managed to control us both!She reached over the man’s back and undid the handcuffs, letting the man sprawl on the floor like a pathetic rag. ‘Get up!’ she yelled and kicked him in the side of his body. The man dragged himself up, now sobbing audibly. ‘I’m sorry,’ he cried, ‘so sorry!’ He got back on his knees, and Evie grabbed one of his wrists, pulling it up to the handcuffs, slapping it back over the slightly bruised skin.

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   This time, she shackled him to the bed frame so that he was facing in my direction and I didn’t need to look in the monitor to see his face. His cock was hard still, softly waving towards the mirror; his face beetroot red, washed in tears and sweat. His hair was wet as if he had just taken a shower. I could not see the red assault marks on his back now, they were pressing against the bed. Evie jumped to her feet and grabbed the whip that was thrown on the floor a little while ago. I was amazed at how expertly she was conducting herself in the high heels, which seemed to be at least 4 inches high. She jumped around as if she was barefoot. ‘Now, tell me!’ she yelled and stood in front of the man, her hand with the whip swaying behind her body, readying itself for a swing. ‘Tell me!’ her voice calmed a bit, dropping back onto the level of dusky sexiness. ‘I think about her all the time!’ the man was whining now. Swoosh of the whip was followed by its tentacles hitting the man’s chest and stomach. ‘What do you think about?’ Evie asked, now completely calm. ‘What do you see?’The man tried to speak coherently. ‘I see my hand on top of her head, pushing it down on my cock, forcing it deep inside her throat, while she is gagging to the point where I think she would puke. ’Another swoosh of the whip, its tentacles hitting the man’s upper torso, reddening the skin even more.

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   ‘What else?’‘I see her eyes staring at me, bulging out of their sockets; her mouth wide open while I squeeze her throat, cumming all over her face, then burying my cock deep down her throat, finishing with so much pleasure, I’m actually ready to cry. ’Swoosh; whip landing on the man’s skin; his body jerking away from Evie, as if trying to push itself through the bed frame. Of course, you have to understand that the man was in no state of being able to speak coherently like this. He was forcing the words out of his mouth through an avalanche of sniffling and crying. He kept stuttering and repeating the words, making it all hard to understand, but by God, did I find his confessions erotic. ‘Good,’ said Evie and smiled; she bent forward and softly stroked the man’s cheek. ‘What else do you see?’I see her leaning against the car hood, her school uniform skirt hiked up, her white panties with “Friday” written all over it pushed down to her knees. I am holding her hips and fucking her from behind so hard that she keeps losing her hold of the smooth hood and sliding onto it. ’Evie lifted her arm and landed another fanned pattern of tentacles onto his chest. ‘I remember thinking it was only Tuesday,’ he said and through his tears, he actually smiled. Evie’s eyes closed and for a moment her face held the expression of someone who was just caught in a joke, amused by it. She laughed heartily. ‘You’re a wanker!’ she said, but this time she did not hit him. Instead, she knelt in front of him and I had to look into the monitor again to be able to closely follow their interaction. ‘What else?’ she whispered.

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   The man’s voice lowered into a whisper, too. ‘I see her on her knees, in front of the mirror, completely naked. I am making her look at her own face, crying and in pain, while I am pushing my cock deep inside her virgin arse. She is asking me to stop, but I know she really does not want me to. She always wanted it, Evie. Always!’Evie’s hand swung back and she slapped him, missing his cheek and hitting him hard on the side of the head. He wobbled, handcuffs preventing him from falling again. Evie didn’t ask any more. The confessions kept pouring out of his mouth. ‘I see her laying on her back on the kitchen table; I had pushed her legs over her head, fucking her hard. Her eyes are rolling back in her head, she is soooo ready to cum. ’Evie landed a pair of hard slaps on each of his cheeks. ‘I see her fucking a dildo that I had fastened to the chair. She is jumping up and down on it, her titties furiously thrusting up and down too, gasping for air while cumming, and I’m cumming all over her face. ’‘I see her kneeling behind the couch in the living room.

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   I am fucking her doggie style, careful not to make a sound. She is careful, too. Our dad is snoring softly on the couch. If he was to catch us, we’d both be dead! But she was always a freak for danger. ’ ‘She didn’t like to be fucked in the arse, but she would do it for me. She always screamed like a stuck pig, so we had to do it when nobody was at home or somewhere else. I remember taking her to a parking lot behind an abandoned factory, fucking her so hard that she almost passed out. I remember the smell of shit that lingered in the car on our way home. I remember how embarrassed she was about it, too. ’Evie landed four or five forceful slaps on the man’s face in a rapid succession. His head swung back violently each time her hand landed on either of his cheeks. The man’s face cringed again and Evie grabbed his cock under the head. ‘One more, just one more, and I’ll let you,’ she whispered, her breathing very shallow. ‘The last thing that I see,’ he gasped as Evie’s fingers rewrapped themselves around his cock, rubbing it with strong and quick strokes, ‘is my dad’s hairy ass pumping against Tara’s small frame, in my bed of all places. ’ Evie’s stroking sped up my hand on my own cock.

 

   ‘His eyes were shut. Hers were shut, too. She was obviously enjoying it. ’ Evie was not looking at his face any longer. His eyes closed, whatever he was thinking of must have very visual to him. ‘She was moaning and he was calling her his little tart. They moaned and yelled in unison, I didn’t want to see them cum, but I couldn’t move. I stood by the door and my cock was throbbing and my dad was fucking my 17-year old sister like she was a hooker!’ his ‘Now,’ whispered Evie loudly. ‘Come on,’ she rubbed his cock as if this was the only source of life for either of them. Should it seize to be wanked off wildly, they would simply perish. I could feel the tingle in my balls, my cock stiffening beyond believable hardness, the warmth welling up. ‘Come on,’ said Evie hurriedly and I felt as if she was talking to me, not the pathetic bloodied man that she was kneeling in front. ‘Come for me,’ she said, ‘now!’I saw his cock twitch and as the spunk shot out onto Evie’s opened palm, my own cock blew its load in a few furious jerks, which landed on the tissue that I very smartly took a hold of as the action in the other room became intense. The man was gasping, each shot of sperm followed by a loud groan. ‘That’s it, that’s right,’ said Evie, her face a mask of innocent joy.

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   She continued to wank him off, pausing for a second, squeezing his cock as if making sure nothing was going to be left inside, then wanking off some more. For one crazy moment, I felt so lightheaded that I almost toppled off my chair. This was the most intense orgasm I have had in a very long time. My cock was now empty, yet it was still twitching as if needing to be stroked more; stroked until I actually lost all sense of being. I closed my eyes and made myself pry my fingers off it. I was not a teenager any longer, after all. I wiped myself, my eyes still closed, wondering if I would have enough energy to walk out the door. Despite the physical fatigue, all I wanted to do was to get rid of the man in the other room, join Evie on the bed that she did not make of any real use today and cuddle with her. And all that came with that, of course. Evie leaned behind the man and in the monitor I could see that she very carefully extracted the butt plug, which I had almost forgotten about. As it plopped out with a loud smack, the man groaned again. ‘There, there,’ said Evie, ‘that wasn’t too bad, was it?’I smiled. This was incredible. The pain and suffering of the poor soul affected me quite the different than I was afraid it would have. Images of Donna, squealing like a piglet with my cock buried deep inside her tight arsehole kept popping in my mind.

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   I haven’t thought of her that fondly in a long time. I actually wished Evie did more with that plug or something similar, than she actually did. I couldn’t complain though, I had a chance for requests and turned it down. Well, I will know better next time!‘Let’s clean up,’ I heard Evie say and opened my eyes just in time to see her thrust her sperm covered palm in the man’s face. He opened his mouth and his tongue whipped out in attempt to please her and suck off his juices. I jumped up as if I just realized I was sitting on fire. This I most certainly could not and would not watch. Beat him into a bloody pulp all you want Evie and I’ll wank myself into oblivion, but this…? I don’t think so. I tried to make myself look presentable, zipping up the pants; all the while the sucking and licking sounds from the other room kept hitting my ears. I walked over to the buzzer that Terry had mentioned before, pressed it and waited for a few seconds. Just as I reached for the doorknob, the door swung open and I was greeted by Terry’s smiling face. ‘All done, then?’ he asked and I simply nodded. ‘Did you want to take a look at my catalogue? Well, that’s what I call it anyway. You can pick and choose anything you like; girls, tools, positions,…’ He looked at me carefully. ‘Should you decide to return, that is.

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  ’I shook my head. ‘Sorry, but I really need to go. Late for a party,’ I grinned awkwardly. ‘If you don’t mind, I will give you a call. ’‘Oh, absolutely,’ Terry seemed to be very pleased. ‘Absolutely, you’ve still got my number!’‘How much do I owe you?’ I reached for my wallet. ‘Oh, no, no! This was all taken care of by Henry. He told me this was your first time, and we tried to make it enjoyable, you see. No wacky hogtying and suspensions and passing out from the unbearable pain…’ He nodded to himself. ‘Some people are into that, but I just thought mainstream might do for the first time. ’‘Yes, Henry’s Christmas gift. The man does have imagination, one has to admire that. ’He offered to take me to the subway station, not mentioning the fact that I elected not to stay until the session was properly finished. ‘We’ve got all sorts of things, you know. ’ He said as we were speeding down the street, which was too crowded to be driving at the neck breaking speed that Terry seemed to enjoy so much.

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   ‘All sorts of girls, young and not so young; blondes, brunettes, and all in between; skinny, fat, curvy. ’ He laughed and although I could not see any humor, I laughed with him. ‘Any kind of sex you want, just a blow job, straight sex, anal sex… You name it, we’ve got it. We’ve boys, too, if that was to be your scene. ’ I shook my head no. ‘Well, pretty much anything you want, we have; so please, don’t’ be shy. ’ Another bout of laughter followed. ‘Every once in a while, we are lucky enough that a new girl who had just started with us has not had her cherry taken yet,’ he looked at me, pointing with his finger to his back, as if he was doing some sort of hitchhiking. ‘You know?’ I nodded. ‘Well, the best of our customers are offered the privilege first. By the way, you didn’t have to leave that soon, Trevor. There is at least half an hour more to go back there. ’ I didn’t say much in that entire ride, my mind was still enveloped around what I had experienced having watched Evie. ‘You can do the scene that you had just seen,’ he twitched slightly. ‘Or, you can be the dominating person.

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   Different girls can take different things, but I do have a bird called Hillary, she’ll let you go further than any other. She’s a gem!’ ‘I really liked Evie,’ I couldn’t believe I allowed myself to say that. Not right now, anyway. I should have waited a few days, should have rethought and reflected on the experience, before so adolescently blurting out what I really didn’t want to admit even to myself. ‘Well, as far as Evie goes, mate, this is all she does. You can’t beat her and you can’t fuck her. You can play a bit, she can do all sorts of pain, from just a little pinch to anything beyond your apprehension, but that’s all. Evie is off limits for anything else. ’I was disappointed. I wanted to see her again. I wanted to be with her!‘Now, Hillary…. Oh, and I got this new bird, Tania. Barely of legal age, she came to me a virgin, so she is still learning. It’s really fun for men, I tell you. ’We finally reached the subway station and he stopped the car.

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   As I was exiting the car, I turned around. ‘I will think about it, Terry. Thank you!’Before he managed to utter another word I turned around and walked away. I was happy and very sad. I had fallen hard for someone that I don’t even know, but was lucky enough to see two sides of her. I changed my mind about the subway and as Terry sped away, I flagged down a taxi. I sat in the back, reminiscing on the afternoon that I just had, hoping to forget about it, burning to do it again. Hopefully, this time not only as a voyeur. Thus, my secret life began. .