Real Life 7
In my city there is a group of people called the society of spankers.
They meet every couple of months and bring their apparatus or their white unspanked asses and their fantasies to this guest house above a bar downtown. Usually there are lots of guys sitting and standing around the TV in one room watching spanking videos and then there are a number of guys in leather gear - usually pretty bearish except for Jeremy, (he is young thin and wields a mean riding crop) . There are a number of rooms where as they say "You can drop trou and experience public humiliation", or there are other rooms where you can be more private.
Anyway, last Tuesday, I was in the mood to spank and be spanked . I had my eye out for this little guy called Gerard that I'd been with the time before. We got along really well . We kind of spanked and rimmed and made love to each other in a very satisfying way. He then went back home to his conservative lover and I back to my wife and family. Since he was not to be seen I took in the sights which meant watching this guy with a beautiful round ass and nice hangers kneel on a bed while he got his ass really worked over with a cat o' nine tails, a paint stir stick and some rough rubber gloves. He got it on the ass, on the balls and even on his butthole which was a beauty I must say. It was very gratifying to watch that tight anus squeeze and release as the various licks and strokes made his ass redder and redder. He was under strict orders not to move for fear of further punishment. Even tho' he could control his other movements his butthole had a mind of its own. I was really into it when this "Austin Powers" type next to me asked if I wanted to play. I thought "Well I could give him a few whacks" .Soon we were in a "private room." To my surprise Gerard appeared at the door to the room and before long we were both wailing on Austin .He appeared to love it and was well spanked before Gerard and I got into our usual scene and sort of forgot about poor Austin. He made his presence known tho' by sucking on various parts of our anatomy and making comments like "you taste good at both ends!" etc.
After Gerard left , I was still feeling somewhat unfulfilled . I kept thinking about that twitching anus and wondering how it would feel to be in that position. I found the guy and asked if he would whip me.
He was more than pleased to help me out. I'm 6'1" dark-haired,broad shoulders, slender hips and not bad looking. I look very good on my hands and knees with my butthole exposed. I of course chose one of the public humiliation rooms. I left my nice tight black T-shirt on ,but quickly removed my jeans. He sat at the edge of the bed and I positioned myself across his knee with my butt exposed to the gathering crowd of on-lookers. I was hard already just at the thought of what was to come and could feel my dick rubbing against his leather pants. He was big , burly and strong - looked like a biker. Next thing I knew he was spanking me hard with his leather gloved hand. It hurt more than I expected and he kept it up regular and steady; first on the upper part of my ass and then catching one buttock at a time so that his scratchy leather gloved fingertips would scrape across my butthole as he hit.
When I'm spanking someone I like to see their butthole as much as possible, so I tried to do the same for him( and the crowd ). More than once tho', I had to flinch, allowing myself to flatten against him and squeezing my butt cheeks together to ward off the next blow. It didn't seem to matter to him. he just kept wailing on my reddening ass. He had two leather clad fingers in my mouth before long and pulled down on my balls and dick with the other so as to give everyone a really good view.
Then he grabbed his paddle and gave me about 20 more whacks with it. It was actually a nice break from his hand... next he had me kneel on the bed, on my face and knees. He had a cat o' nine tails type thing and was very good with it. He never missed, and never hit me on the balls. He seemed to be able to anticipate my moves and even when I twitched and jerked, he always seemed to land it right there on my left cheek. I guess I was too close to the edge of the bed or maybe he couldn't get a full swing, but he stopped just long enough to get a good grip on my balls from behind and proceeded to gently but firmly drag me down and over into the middle of the bed. So there I was, stark naked red butt stuck in the air; asshole twitching and clenching with anticipation; and a crowd of eager faces feasting their eyes on my plight. He grabbed my ankle and pulled off my sock and with a nice wide strap began whacking the bottom of my foot. .Of course, having my leg up in that position gave any one who couldn't see before full view of my wobbling balls and raging hard-on. Thank goodness I'd remembered to shave them the night before! Once he got through with both feet, he ball dragged my down closer to the foot of the bed and started using the strap on my ass. He landed 'em square across both cheeks and I opened myself as wide as I could so I could feel it whooshing as close as possible to my vulnerable exposed asshole and balls. Don't know why, but I love that feeling. I started jerking myself off and got close to coming. The whacks were coming harder and harder and finally I came in front of all those guys. I relaxed and cringed on the bed as he continued to hit me a few more times until he realized that I had had enough. Can't wait till the next meeting!