This is a story about a woman who thinks her life, and sex life is slipping away. Unaware that she is in the prime of both, she reaches out to what she perceives as the only options available to her. To make this point clear, I tell you that women in their late 30's and 40's are at their most sexy and sexually appealing. This is a story about a woman who discovers pain heightens her experiences, and she likes it.
A Milf at the Country Club
Part Twenty
The second part of her gangbang continues and ends badly
Kimberly was eagerly accepting cock and young cock in her ass, orgasming without sound or notice, just dripping her own fluids between her legs. As the evening went on the boys got a little rougher with every passing hour, but they were still just violently plunging their cocks into her gaping and waiting hole. Mr. Raymond came up to whisper in her ear.
Mr. Raymond: "I must step out for a couple hours, but I'll be back. You seem to have this situation in hand, and I have confidence in your ability."
Kimberly was smiling at the fuck squad using her ass, and would wiggle it each time it was empty, but it was never empty for long. One of the boys noticed the whip marks on her torso and thought that was something she enjoyed, so he yelled to the others to inform them.
Boy #2: "Hey guys, this fucking whore likes to be hurt and whipped. Why don't we give her what she wants?"
In a seemingly short amount of time, she was being whipped with ropes, belts, and one of them found the whip in the pool house and started brutally lashing her as she made no sounds. They took that to mean she wanted them to continue, so they whipped her more, bit her tits shoulders, arms and legs, and one of them started burning her with a lit cigar. Again, she did as she was taught and made no sounds even though the pain was unbearable. They found it humorous to punch her in the stomach or slap her hard across the face while she was trying to swallow the cum left in her mouth, causing her to spit, drip, and choke on it. But even through this torture she found herself Cumming hard and often. When all of them came in her ass, they took the other expanding plug from the box, inserted it, and tightened it far beyond necessary, just to see her contort her face and see the tears run down her face. By this time, she couldn't hold herself up on her knees so they put large tight mechanical clamps on her nipples and tits, knelt her in front of a pole, and tied those clamps from her tits to above her hard in the pole. Now she had to stay in place or suffer even more endless pain, and yet she still held conscious thinking this can't be what master wanted from her this night.
Through the pain, torture, exhaustion, and semi-consciousness Kimberly started keeping track of who was doing what and when trying to commit it to memory. As it turned out it was only fifteen of the boys abusing her, twenty more left the party not supporting what was happening, and the others just wanted to finish and put their names on her. She tried with all her might to listen for names the other boys called them, and remember faces and tattoos to identify them, as she knew master would not permit this.
When they all deposited their third load in her, they ignored her plight of being tied up by her nipples, beaten into an almost catatonic state, and bleeding from her wounds, they just left in a hurry. She tried to stay awake as each time she dozed off she would fall forward and the clamps tied to the pole would try to rip her nipples off, causing even more pain. But her exhaustion and beaten condition won out and she eventually passed out and was hanging up by her nipples when Mr. Raymond found her.
Two days later she awoke in a hospital bed in the nicest room she ever saw, but she didn't know where she was. She tried to move but the body pain was excruciating to her, so she tried to be still. Soon after a doctor and two nurses entered the room to tend to her injuries and dress her wounds. She had three broken ribs, two teeth knocked out, sutures on her nipples, not to mention the black eyes and whip wounds and normal black and blue marks. The doctor pushed a button on the intercom and simply told the other person to alert Mr. Raymond that she was awake. In her drugged daze she immediately realized she was in a place master controlled and she was going to be cared for. Shortly after Mr. Raymond walked into her room.
Mr. Raymond: "My sweet whore, I failed you and I will make it up to you no matter what it takes. How are you feeling? Is there anything you need that is not provided here?"
Kimberly: "I am happy now that you're here, all I need is to feel your love for me and I'll will be alright."