“Janey would you be ok with videoing one of our sessions and posting it on line?”
Janey was at that moment hog tied and taking a breather from a very sound spanking. Danny had removed the gag from her mouth and given her sips of water so she was able to answer
“No faces or names Dan but apart from that yeah, I’d like being exposed in that way”
He smiled and stroked her cheek, if it was possible he loved her most when she was vulnerable like this and coming down from the high of erotic pain and restraint.
Two weeks later they set up the camera in the spare room. Danny had worked hard incorporating hooks and fixtures into the fabric of the room so that to the uninitiated it appeared that the exotic wall hangings, brass four poster bedstead and various upholstered stools and side tables were part of their unique interior decorating style. Janey was hooded with just her nose and mouth free, she wasn’t gagged , her lips were painted a deep scarlet and her eyes darkly lined with kohl, a heavy leather collar adorned her neck to which was attached a lead. She wore a tightly laced, under bust corset pinching her waist in and pushing her breasts up, nipples already invitingly engorged. Dan wore black jeans and leather wrist bands, his feet were bare and a slim gold chain hung around his neck exactly matching the one which Janey wore, he wore a mask. He lead Janey in and with him behind her positioned them both facing the camera. Pulling the lead tight with one hand he caressed her breasts with the other and spoke
“This is Vivienne, she enjoys pain and restraint, we would like you to enjoy it with us”
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He led her to the end of the bed and using attachments on the posts cuffed her ankles and wrists so that she was spread-eagled and at his mercy. He pulled and twisted her nipples while tenderly kissing her neck before attaching lightly weighted clamps to them, then gently flogged her breasts causing them to turn a delicate shade of pink. She began to moan and toss her head from side to side a sure sign that she was beginning to descend into that space where pain and pleasure blended into one. He increased the strength in his strokes drawing groans and sharp breaths from her before stopping to stroke her sensitised flesh and remove the clamps causing her to cry out. Her eyes had taken on that heavy lidded look he knew well.
He released her from her binds and pulled an upholstered stool forward, guided her to lay across is and cuffed her wrists to the legs. The stool had been cleverly redesigned so that her head was facing downwards and her arse was raised. Pausing briefly to adjust the camera he picked up a double sided paddle and spoke
“Vivienne, I want you to count each stroke I give you and thank me in the agreed manner, do you understand?”
“Yes Sir Roger”
He heard the giggle in her voice at the use of the unfamiliar alias and smiled to himself. She wouldn’t be giggling once he’d finished with her.
He started off slow and gently with the smooth side of the paddle, six, seven, eight strokes and they were both getting into their stride. Ten, twelve, fifteen and he could hear the struggle in her voice as he increased the harshness of the blows and turned the paddle to the side with raised areas on it.
“Twenty. Thank You Sir Roger” she whispered
He stopped and rubbed her bottom tenderly, kissing her shoulders and the back of her neck
“Only ten more baby, just ten”
He continued pausing now between each stroke to rub her bottom and stroke her soaking pussy circling his finger round her erect clit
“Owwwww Thirty thank you Sir Robert”
He undid the cuffs and her hands came back to rub her throbbing and bright red bum.
Helping her stand he gave her sips of water and held her tenderly, stroking her hair and kissing her face.
“Time for your reward Vivienne” he said and he gently pushed her to her knees making sure they were still in camera shot.
She looked up at him from the floor, her eyes lustful and glistening as she unzipped his trousers to release his cock.
“May I suck your cock Sir Robert?”
“You may”
She licked, gently sucked with her scarlet lips and expertly brought him to a delectable orgasm. She hated cum in her mouth and by agreement he stopped her as he was about to cum and ejaculated over her breasts.
She remained on her knees
“Sir Robert, may I cum?”
“For the camera, yes”
He placed a chair for her, pushed her legs wide exposing her to the as yet imagined audience and watched while she threw her head back, closed her eyes and with his cum still on her tits spread her pussy lips with one hand and brought herself to a shuddering orgasm with the other before slumping down, spent.
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