Whipping my girls for a good cause. BDSM.
The wife of the man who whipped my ass, with his son, was in a hurry to attack my girls, (breasts), that she fast tracked getting the new air conditioning unit for the shelter and had it installed before her son went into the service. She wanted to do me with her husband and son watching her tear into my breasts. I just knew how mean she was, that I should do as much as I could for my girls to help them heal after she has her way with them. I swallow a tablespoon of Extra Virgin Olive Oil, every day for my skin, to keep it soft from the inside. I upped it to 3 teaspoons for the days before the tit whipping. I use Aloe Vera Gel on my skin on the outside every day. Since im naked every day, I would lather up my girls with the Gel and let it dry. Doing this several times a day, would keep them soft and would give them the best chance of getting less damaged and help them heal.
The man that organized my ass whipping, set up my tit beating, in the same warehouse. They had me walk naked from my car, with my husband, but this time I had on a collar and a leash. My husband walked me to the large door and he handed the leash over to her, told her, “she’s all yours” and she walked me to the same area I was whipped at, where her husband and son were waiting, with big smiles on their faces. They put on a light aiming at my ass and remarked that the whip marks they had made, about 10 days earlier, were very faint. They grabbed my ass hard and I could still feel the deeper bruises and I jumped a little. They laughed and said they did do a good job whipping my ass. My husband started telling them all I went through to recover and they enjoyed hearing about it even more. They were enjoying hearing about it, but me, not so much. They had a pair of large gloves on a table that caught my attention. The son told me they were thick hockey gloves, that they were going to wear, to hold up my tits as high as they could, so his mother could whip my nipples easier and not hurt their hands, if the whip struck them.
The father spoke up that they would be twisting and pinched my nipples, to get them as big and puffy as they could, for easier targets for her whip. I told the organizer that the father & son were not part of my tits getting whipped and he agreed but said they are not going to whip them, only plump them up for her to hit. He was in on the deception and smiled. I insisted that it be part of the 2 15 minute tit whipping sessions. They agreed. On the table was a long whip, with several inches of flexible material at the end. She said it was a Dressage whip that they train horses with and it was passed down to her from a relative from France. It is also called a buggy whip. I was reduced to an a*n*i*m*a*l, for their pleasure. It had a nice tooled leather handle for holding. She picked it up and snapped it and smiled at me, to let me know, that she knew how to use it. They took off my leash, let down a chain, cuffed my wrists, attached them to the hook and he raised the chain. This time, I asked him to give me more slack in the chain, so I could move a little and help absorb the pain that was coming my way. The cement floor was cold on my bare feet. He took out his stop watch and told them their first 15 minutes started.
The father and son each grabbed a nipple and started to pinch and squeeze them with 1 of their hands and fingered my pussy and asshole with their other hands. They were not easy on either of them and I was getting very excited. 1 of them said, “her cunt is getting wet”. I was and my pussy was getting soaked. My nipples were starting to swell up and they started to look about the 1 inch length they get to when they are aroused. They were about a minute into her time and she told them to put on the gloves. They did and they held my girls out for her to whip my nipples. Standing on my left, she wasted no time in laying the whip on my left nipple, the 1 her son was holding up, to get the correct distance.
The first hit was excruciating pain and she concentrated the whipping on my left nipple. She would ask me how I felt and I would not give her the satisfaction of an answer. Her son was fingering 1 of my holes and he told me, “my mom is going to whip those nips right off of you.” That comment gave me chills. She started to whip me rapid fire and started hitting my tit, above my nipple. That caught me by surprise and hurt even more, as my nipple was getting a little numb from the pain. Looking down at my nipple, it was red and swollen. The fingering of my ass and pussy, was feeling good enough to take a little of my tit pain away, but not much of it. My nipples felt like they indeed were going to be whipped off of me, when he stopped it at the 15 minute mark. They took the gloves away from under my tits and my left nipple was aching badly and it was discolored and I had red stripes on my left breast. My hands were over above me so I could not rub my girls and comfort them.
He told her, the next 15 minutes started and she surprised me, being on my right side, laying her whip on my right nipple, to get the correct distance, with her husband holding my tit up, with his hand protected by the other hockey glove. I do not know which 1 of them was fingering my pussy, but it felt good taking my mind off of my tit pain. All of a sudden the whip came down hard on my nipple and I gave out the first of many grunts, as the new tit pain was excruciating. Having that kind of pain in both nipples cannot be explained. In a short time she went to rapid fire whipping, not caring if she missed my nipple, but got my tit instead. When she hit my tit, the father enjoyed saying, “look at that tit jump”. Funny to him, painful to my tit. She just wanted to do me with as many hits to any part of my girls. My right tit was looking like my other tit, a swelled up mess. The red stripes on my tit, looked bad and my moans and yelps, became louder, as my left nipple, was in horrible pain and my right nipple was hurting more. I was close to calling it quits, but before I did, he told her she had 2 minutes to go.
She asked me if I would do something else, she would spare my nipples any more punishment. Unable to talk, I nodded my head yes. She said she wanted me down on my knees, sucking her son’s cock. Then show everyone his cum in my mouth, then swallow it, as he was going in the service soon and she wanted a whore like me to suck him off. She ran her hands over my battered tits and nipple, showing me she was ready to cause my girls more damage, as I moaned louder. Through my tears, I told her I would do it. He let my arms down and took off the cuffs of my hands. Her son could not get his clothes off fast enough. He was naked in front of me, when he put his hands on my shoulders and pushed me down to my knees and he told me, “open up wide bitch”.
I would have laughed at that, if I was not in so much pain. He was on the small size and I wanted to get this over as soon as could be and get home to doctor up my girls. With his hands on my head, his mother and father told him to, “face fuck the bitch”. As he was face fucking me, I knew I needed to get him to cum as soon as I could. I drooled on my finger and started to stick it in his asshole. Finger fucking his asshole, while sucking his cock, was the quickest way to get him off. In short order he started to cum in my mouth. He was as the saying goes, “young, dumb and full of cum.” He did give me a nice load of cum and if I was not in the kind of pain I was in, I could have enjoyed the taste more. I kept sucking harder and I pulled my finger out of his asshole, as he held my head down on him. He let go of me and stood their a little wobbly, as I showed off his cum in my mouth. I swallowed and my husband came over to me, helped me up and kissed me.
Husband said it was a nice thing I did for the shelter. He walked me to my car and we headed home. He used ice packs, body lotion and healing gel on my girls and in about 10 days they were in much better condition and a little more sensitive to the touch, which I like.
Since then, when I go in the shelter, to walk them, or clean out their cages, I smile to myself, how cool it is for them and those people looking to adopt them and rub my nipples to remind myself that the good deed I did was worth the pain I went through.
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The man that organized my ass whipping, set up my tit beating, in the same warehouse. They had me walk naked from my car, with my husband, but this time I had on a collar and a leash. My husband walked me to the large door and he handed the leash over to her, told her, “she’s all yours” and she walked me to the same area I was whipped at, where her husband and son were waiting, with big smiles on their faces. They put on a light aiming at my ass and remarked that the whip marks they had made, about 10 days earlier, were very faint. They grabbed my ass hard and I could still feel the deeper bruises and I jumped a little. They laughed and said they did do a good job whipping my ass. My husband started telling them all I went through to recover and they enjoyed hearing about it even more. They were enjoying hearing about it, but me, not so much. They had a pair of large gloves on a table that caught my attention. The son told me they were thick hockey gloves, that they were going to wear, to hold up my tits as high as they could, so his mother could whip my nipples easier and not hurt their hands, if the whip struck them.
The father spoke up that they would be twisting and pinched my nipples, to get them as big and puffy as they could, for easier targets for her whip. I told the organizer that the father & son were not part of my tits getting whipped and he agreed but said they are not going to whip them, only plump them up for her to hit. He was in on the deception and smiled. I insisted that it be part of the 2 15 minute tit whipping sessions. They agreed. On the table was a long whip, with several inches of flexible material at the end. She said it was a Dressage whip that they train horses with and it was passed down to her from a relative from France. It is also called a buggy whip. I was reduced to an a*n*i*m*a*l, for their pleasure. It had a nice tooled leather handle for holding. She picked it up and snapped it and smiled at me, to let me know, that she knew how to use it. They took off my leash, let down a chain, cuffed my wrists, attached them to the hook and he raised the chain. This time, I asked him to give me more slack in the chain, so I could move a little and help absorb the pain that was coming my way. The cement floor was cold on my bare feet. He took out his stop watch and told them their first 15 minutes started.
The father and son each grabbed a nipple and started to pinch and squeeze them with 1 of their hands and fingered my pussy and asshole with their other hands. They were not easy on either of them and I was getting very excited. 1 of them said, “her cunt is getting wet”. I was and my pussy was getting soaked. My nipples were starting to swell up and they started to look about the 1 inch length they get to when they are aroused. They were about a minute into her time and she told them to put on the gloves. They did and they held my girls out for her to whip my nipples. Standing on my left, she wasted no time in laying the whip on my left nipple, the 1 her son was holding up, to get the correct distance.
The first hit was excruciating pain and she concentrated the whipping on my left nipple. She would ask me how I felt and I would not give her the satisfaction of an answer. Her son was fingering 1 of my holes and he told me, “my mom is going to whip those nips right off of you.” That comment gave me chills. She started to whip me rapid fire and started hitting my tit, above my nipple. That caught me by surprise and hurt even more, as my nipple was getting a little numb from the pain. Looking down at my nipple, it was red and swollen. The fingering of my ass and pussy, was feeling good enough to take a little of my tit pain away, but not much of it. My nipples felt like they indeed were going to be whipped off of me, when he stopped it at the 15 minute mark. They took the gloves away from under my tits and my left nipple was aching badly and it was discolored and I had red stripes on my left breast. My hands were over above me so I could not rub my girls and comfort them.
He told her, the next 15 minutes started and she surprised me, being on my right side, laying her whip on my right nipple, to get the correct distance, with her husband holding my tit up, with his hand protected by the other hockey glove. I do not know which 1 of them was fingering my pussy, but it felt good taking my mind off of my tit pain. All of a sudden the whip came down hard on my nipple and I gave out the first of many grunts, as the new tit pain was excruciating. Having that kind of pain in both nipples cannot be explained. In a short time she went to rapid fire whipping, not caring if she missed my nipple, but got my tit instead. When she hit my tit, the father enjoyed saying, “look at that tit jump”. Funny to him, painful to my tit. She just wanted to do me with as many hits to any part of my girls. My right tit was looking like my other tit, a swelled up mess. The red stripes on my tit, looked bad and my moans and yelps, became louder, as my left nipple, was in horrible pain and my right nipple was hurting more. I was close to calling it quits, but before I did, he told her she had 2 minutes to go.
She asked me if I would do something else, she would spare my nipples any more punishment. Unable to talk, I nodded my head yes. She said she wanted me down on my knees, sucking her son’s cock. Then show everyone his cum in my mouth, then swallow it, as he was going in the service soon and she wanted a whore like me to suck him off. She ran her hands over my battered tits and nipple, showing me she was ready to cause my girls more damage, as I moaned louder. Through my tears, I told her I would do it. He let my arms down and took off the cuffs of my hands. Her son could not get his clothes off fast enough. He was naked in front of me, when he put his hands on my shoulders and pushed me down to my knees and he told me, “open up wide bitch”.
I would have laughed at that, if I was not in so much pain. He was on the small size and I wanted to get this over as soon as could be and get home to doctor up my girls. With his hands on my head, his mother and father told him to, “face fuck the bitch”. As he was face fucking me, I knew I needed to get him to cum as soon as I could. I drooled on my finger and started to stick it in his asshole. Finger fucking his asshole, while sucking his cock, was the quickest way to get him off. In short order he started to cum in my mouth. He was as the saying goes, “young, dumb and full of cum.” He did give me a nice load of cum and if I was not in the kind of pain I was in, I could have enjoyed the taste more. I kept sucking harder and I pulled my finger out of his asshole, as he held my head down on him. He let go of me and stood their a little wobbly, as I showed off his cum in my mouth. I swallowed and my husband came over to me, helped me up and kissed me.
Husband said it was a nice thing I did for the shelter. He walked me to my car and we headed home. He used ice packs, body lotion and healing gel on my girls and in about 10 days they were in much better condition and a little more sensitive to the touch, which I like.
Since then, when I go in the shelter, to walk them, or clean out their cages, I smile to myself, how cool it is for them and those people looking to adopt them and rub my nipples to remind myself that the good deed I did was worth the pain I went through.
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