1. Three Domme Happy Hour


    Date: 7/9/2015, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Taboo, Author: slave4owner, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    day. Her business was inflicting pain and she was good at it. I was already seeing stars from the first two punishments, but I could make out Madame Charlotte taking off her thick leather, metal-studded belt. I was still standing at attention, but I didn’t know if I could take much more. Madame Charlotte instructed me to put my hands high in the air over my head. She said that my hands would need to stay there for ten minutes or I was going to be tied up and beaten much worse. I took a deep breath and slowly put my arms above my head. The other two ladies watched with interest and kept time. She addressed me at different angles. Her goal was to make me hurt all over, as well as leave bruises that would take a long time to heal. She swung the belt freely not really aiming it, but making sure each lash would hit my body hard. It was impossible to remain silent as this was happening, but I tried my best. She whipped my chest, stomach, legs, and back. For some reason, she left my ass unmarked. I was crying in pain, and wanted to beg her to stop but I knew that would only piss her off more. After what seemed like an eternity, Goddess Bridget called out “time”. It wouldn’t have mattered anyway, because in another minute I would have passed out anyway. I collapsed in a heap in the middle of my living room floor. Madame Charlotte stood over me, and then spoke. “David, you have been punished and now have a chance to redeem yourself. You have five minutes to get your shit together, ...
    and then meet us in the dining room.” Without another word, all three of them got up and went to the dining room where I had wine already poured and waiting for them. I stayed down for a minute or two dealing with the pain and trying to catch my breath. Somehow I made it to my feet and stumbled back to the dining room where they were waiting for me. My tortured body was shaking as I stood in front of them naked with my head bowed. Mistress Helga told me to turn around and I did so. She squeezed my ass once and then had me turn back around to face them Mistress Helga looked at Madame Charlotte and asked, “Why didn’t you tear his ass up like the rest of him?” Madame Charlotte smiled. “Because that’s the only part of him that I find attractive. I never whip an ass that I might want to fuck later.” The ladies all roared in laughter as they saw my face blush. They dismissed me to the kitchen to finish cooking, and I have never prepared food with more care. They drank a lot of wine and seemed to enjoy the hors d'oeuvres, and I made sure that all their needs were taken care of. The conversation got louder with each new bottle of wine I would open; however, I got nervous when all of sudden things got quiet except for a few giggles. I could feel that they were talking about me, and I was worried about what they had in store. The ladies summoned me to the dining room. Madame Charlotte had a broad smile on her face, but it was Goddess Bridget who spoke, “We’re going to have to go pretty ...
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