My Confusion Part 10 [MF] [MM] [BDSM]

Walking over to where Pet hung Master Paul asked her if she was ready and doing this of her own free will.
“Yes” Was her only answer.
Stepping back Master Paul took his measure of the distance between himself and Pet.
Drawing back his arm his wrist flicked the whip in a slow manner that sent the leather across the distance.
As it wrapped once around her waist the tip ended its journey against the right cheek of her bottom.
At impact Pet let a small whimper escape her lips.

Mistress Martha walked up to her and once again asked if she was OK and willing to continue.
Again Pet’s answer was yes.
Stepping away Mistress Martha nodded to Master Paul.
Again and again the whip delivered it’s reminder of pain onto Pet’s back and bottom.
With each touch of the whip Pet’s legs gave out a bit more than the previous hit.
There were no tears, no signs of distress upon her face.
In fact soon enough I witnessed a change in her facial expression.
What at first had all the hallmarks of pain quickly turned into a look of ecstasy.
At the twentieth stroke Master Paul withdrew.

John and Mistress Martha undid Pet’s restraints and held her as they walked her over to a sofa.
The marks upon her bottom and back were red and bold.
Martha held her tightly while another brought over a couple of washcloths and a basin of cool water.
As I was released from my bonds I looked over at John and then Pet he nodded his assent and I ran over to where Mistress Martha and Pet reclined.
At my approach Mistress relinquished her place to me.
Taking up the washcloth I began bathing Pet’s face and body.
When I turned her over I ever so gently dabbed the cool water over the marks left behind from Master Paul’s efforts.
I followed this by kissing those marks, never missing a single line of red.
From around me I could hear the others in the room acknowledge the tenderness I was treating Pet’s body and soul.
Turning her back towards me we began kissing as if the world around us never existed.

Susan with permission from Mistress came over to the sofa as I began to lift Pet to her feet.
Susan reached out to Pet’s other side and assisted me in walking Pet over to a side room to rest.
As the party resumed outside the room the three of us sat on a sofa with Pet in the middle.
“You love her.
If there was any doubt in my mind before there is none now.” Susan told me.
“Yes Susan god help me I do.”
“Frank I’m not angry or hurt.
I’ve known for some time that we weren’t going to make a good match.
While we grew up together we along with everyone in town just assumed that we were to be together.
You remember one of my fears when you first told me that you were going away to college was that you would find someone else and forget about me.
Well those were my fears and they were entirely selfish ones at that.” Susan said.
While she spoke she looked first at me and then towards Susan.

“What I witnessed this evening was proof of that.
Never in my life had I seen such love and tenderness as you demonstrated tonight.
Yes I wish that those looks were for me but I cannot step between what I saw tonight.
Allie, he is a good and decent man.
I am giving him to you free and clear please be good for him and make him happy.”
With that Allie leaned into Susan and kissed her with love in her eyes.
“Susan I don’t see any reason we can’t share him.
After all he is only one man and we both love him, so I have room in my heart for one more.”
Oh shit, here come the tears I thought.
Yep, I was right.
Seconds later the two of them hugged and the waterworks began.
Crap now my eyes were leaking.
The three of us hugging and crying grasping at each other holding on tight in fear of losing the others.

Ten or so minutes later eyes dried and noses blown we made our way back to the main room.
Susan had promised to tell the tale of how she ended up with Mistress Martha during our tear jerking session.
Most of the others had made their way downstairs to John’s special playroom.
For those who had never been to this house you could see the wonder and envy on their faces as they looked around at all the different devices John had collected over the years.
In one corner there was a young lady strapped onto a box like table that kept her rear end pointed up and outward while her arms and legs were secured to the box.
Think of being in the dogie position yet bound to the box.
Behind her was a machine that had a pair of dildos attached to a motorized system.
At the turn of a dial you could vary the speed, depth and oscillation of the dildos as they moved within the person’s body.

The young lady was just beginning her adventure as her Mistress lined the dildos up with her body.
At the moment only the one placed at her pussy was set for use.
As her Mistress turned the dial the artificial cock began its inward journey.
Ever so slowly and with great caution did her Mistress bring up the speed and stroke length.
We at last she was satisfied in her Sub’s safety she allowed the device run on its pre-programed path.
As the young girl fell into a rhythm another Master came forward.
Undoing his belt and fly he opened his trousers to reveal a cock that dwarfed anything I had seen before.
Cut and my guess would be nearly ten inches in length and as thick as a Coke can.
Edging up to the captive girl he placed that monster a scant few inches away from her mouth.
Unable to move her body she made a futile attempt to push her face forward to receive this magnificent prize.
Taking pity on her he inched his way forward until just the tip was within her lips.
Try as she might she was unable to reach any further.
When her efforts failed the Master moved forward that she may do a proper job of pleasing him orally.
Between the machine driving the first dildo into her and his cock this young lady was sweating up a storm.
Her Mistress came forward only to maneuver the second dildo to rest at the entrance of her bottom.
Placing her hand upon the switch she inched it forward into her bottom.
Within a few minutes this had made its way into her bowels,
Now was the time for this girl to release all of her control and give in to her overloaded senses.
In only a few moments her body began shaking followed by screams working their way from between her lips and the Masters invading cock.
As she neared the moment of release that great cock was withdrawn from her mouth.
Upon its removal she emitted a scream that shook everyone in the room as she came and came hard.
When her body collapsed the restraints were removed and both Master and Mistress ever so carefully
Carried her over to the sofa where a basin and towels were awaiting them
A midst hugs and kisses from both the masters she was bathed and dried with the utmost tenderness during her aftercare.

If I had learned nothing else from my time with John, I learned this one thing he stressed is the incredible importance of aftercare.
If you do not care for those you love when they need you, then you truly do not love them.

Mistress Martha held out her hand towards Susan who stepped forward to take the proffered hand.
Leading Susan to the center of the room a pair of leather and lamb’s wool cuffs were lowered and secured around her wrists.
As they raised them upward Susan was lifted to her toes.
John asked Pet and myself to approach her with instructions to “make her happy”.
From the table near her I selected a sleepwear mask, think of the “Lone Ranger’s” mask without eye holes.
Once placed over her eyes I leaned inward to ask her, “Do you trust me?”
To which she replied. “Yes”.
Among the items on the table was a long peacock feather and a pinwheel.
A device much like the rowel on the rear of a spur.
Held on the end of a wooden rod
Pet had taken a pair of surgical gloves, a tube of lube and an inflatable dildo.
At our first touch Susan began to tremble.
“Shush you’ll be OK I whispered.
I began by running the feather across her nipples and breasts.
Instantly her nipples hardened and stood proud along with the cutest batch of goose bumps one could ever hope to see.
Ever so slowly I traced her body with the feather.
For every new spot I found to linger her reaction grew in intensity.

Replacing the feather on the table I took up the pinwheel.
This had about ten points around its circumference.
As the wheel made contact Susan pulled away not quite understanding what had touched her.
Running the wheel from the top of her spine down to the cleft at the top of her ass.
The points caused no harm yet they concentrated all the sensations into two or three tiny spots as the wheel rolled across her skin.
The sensation caused a chill to run up and down a person’s spine.
Quite frankly it’s a delicious little feeling.

Reaching down I ran my fingertips between the cheeks of her bottom.
As I pulled up I took one finger and teased the little ring I hound there.
From Susan a gasp emanated from her mouth.
When we were back home and dating I had never even considered going there.
Come to think of it if I had she would have shut me down faster than a quantum second.
With my other hand I reached between her legs and began to tease her slit.
The amount of moisture that had gathered there was remarkable.
My hand came away soaked with her juices.
Susan by this time began a low moaning that grew in intensity until it left her throat as a loud wail.

Stepping away I turned towards the table inspecting the items arrayed there.
Picking out a plug of medium size, I placed a dollop of lube upon the tip and also on my fingertip.
Returning to her bottom I slowly ran my finger past her little ring and into her bottom.
I think she knew what was coming next because as I spread her cheeks she began shaking.
“Susan, are you OK.
Do you wish me to stop?” I asked her.
“No, I’m OK.” Was her reply.
Returning to my task, I moved the plug into position and began twisting it inward.
One hand fingers spread to keep her cheeks open the other working the plug.
Each twist drawing a new sound from her lips.
Along with her hyperventilating
Once the plug passed its widest point her little ring just sucked it inward.

Backing up to allow her a few minutes rest I retrieved the next two items
the first, a pair of nipple clamps.
Attaching the pair to her nipples caused her feet to dance beneath her.
I don’t think she understood that the real pain comes when they are removed as the blood rushes back into those nipples.
Turning back my arm swept forward until the leather strop ended its journey against her bottom.
“Susan, remember your safe words.” I said to her.
I began slowly, the first five were relatively light.
Once I was assured she could handle it I upped the ante.
Each strike harder then the last.
At the count of twenty I ended the hits.

Immediately releasing her from her bonds I carried her over to the sofa and spent the next twenty minutes caring for her.
As Mistress Martha hovered over us.
“Mistress Martha, she’s OK.
I need her to know that whatever happens here she is safe and cared for.”
Moments later Pet came and sat with us.
With both Pet and I hugging her she told us that she was fine.
She was just overcome with the amount of orgasms she had experienced.
Suddenly there was a line of Masters who came over to hug and kiss her cheek.
It seems that she had gained a following among the onlookers.
To a one they praised her courage not seen in a first timer since anyone could remember.

When I was sure that she was in good hands I approached John to ask him if Pet and I could take Susan upstairs to one of the spare bedrooms to allow her to rest.
“Frank you never fail to surprise me with the amount of care and empathy you have for others.
This my boy is a rare quality in a person.
I hope others here will learn from you.
You and Pet take her up to the third bedroom on the left.
I am giving the three of you the rest of the evening off.
You are free to come back down if you so chose, otherwise get some rest and we will see you three in the morning.”

As Allie and I carried Susan through the crowd they formed a line on either side as we headed towards the stairs.
Passing through the throng hands reached out to caress Susan’s cheek as we passed each person.
Hands patted Allie and I on our backs as we wound our way upstairs.
Ascending the stairs applause and a cheer arose sending us on our way.

Entering the bedroom Allie went into the bathroom and returned with a basin of water and towels.
We spent the next few minutes washing and drying Susan.
A knock on the door turned our attention away from Susan for the moment.
Mistress Martha entered making a beeline directly towards Susan.
Sitting on the beds edge Martha leaned in and took Susan’s face in her hands while kissing her deeply.
This wasn’t your ordinary peck on the cheek.
This was passion in it’s fullest.
“Susan you were so brave.
I was ready to call a halt to your trial to save you from yourself.
Yet you drew on an inner strength that surprised everyone present.
You have grown so dear to me these last few weeks, I was afraid that you would hate me and our friends.
I don’t think I could stand it if I lost you.” Martha told her.
“Martha, I have known you for three weeks and never before had I had such feeling towards another.
Martha, I love you!” Was Susan’s reply.
The two of them resumed kissing each, finding adoration in the other.
Susan I need to help close out the evenings festivities.
As soon as I am able I will return her for you.

Allie and I tucked Susan into bed and sought out our own room for the night.
Crawling into bed we spent the next hour making slow deliberate love.
No kink, no pain.
Just love in the most plain vanilla way we could.
Holding her in my arms, stroking her back was the most reassuring thing I have felt in a long time.
Here in my arms was the girl I loved more than life itself.
“Allie a moment ago as I held you I saw a vision.
In this vision we were in bed doing this very thing fifty years from now as our grandchildren played in the yard.
We were happy and content in the life we had made together.” I told her.
Within seconds she began to cry, the tears falling from her eyes only to roll down her cheek.
As I reached out to wipe them away Allie said.
“Leave them be.
These tears are for you and the love I give to you.
These tears need to live to fulfill their love.” She said.
Holding each other tightly we slipped into the most wonderful peaceful sleep I have felt in the longest time.

Waking early we heard Martha banging a pot in the hallway, her voice proclaiming that breakfast was soon to be on the table.
Rushing into the bathroom we both hit the shower.
Oh how hard it was to just wash and not fool around beyond the occasional tease and tickle.
Still wet and in robes we made our way into the kitchen.
The two of us hit the table as the first stack of pancakes hit the plate.
As John finished serving he joined our little band in stuffing his face.
The five of us put aside any semblance of manners as we shoveled food into our mouths.
Martha cleared her throat in an effort to gather everyone’s attention.
“I have an announcement, John why don’t you join me.” Martha said.
The two of them stood at the end of the table waiting for our full attention.
“Frank, Allie, Susan, I have asked Martha to marry me and she has graciously accepted.
We wanted you three to be the first to know.
We also thought to ask you if you, Frank and Allie would consent to making it a double wedding.” John said.
Leaping to my feet I embraced both in a bear hug while the girls began doing their part by turning on the waterworks.
Followed by them joining me in our group hug.
“Susan, John and I would like for you to join with us as our wife, the three of us together.” Martha asked.
“Yes, yes I will.
Martha I love you so much and I am so honored that you would ask me to be part of your lives.”
Susan replied.
Now if the waterworks were turned on before, they were particularly Niagara like now.

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