The Poker Party

[Emma]

STORY CONTAINS ENFORCED NUDITY WHIPPING,STRAPPING CANING AND NIPPLE TORTURE .

YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.

ALLENE

The Poker Party

Mike came home the other night and told me he was going to have a poker party and that I would be the barmaid.

I said "Okay are they bringing their wives?"

"Nope. Just four guys.I told them about you and they are looking forward to meeting you.

"Oh God. You aren’t going to show me off are you? You know it is a lot more embarrassing to have to get naked at home rather than on stage."

He had me join wet t-shirt contests and eventually Amateur Nude Dance contests but being separated from the audience by the stage made it seem less personal than at home where the men were so close to me. I had even began to like the applause and he loved the idea that all the men wanted me but only he could have me.

"Well kinda I have brought you a costume. Look in the box."

I opened the box he had brought home. There was a "Hooters" t-shirt in it and one of their short skirts. I said,"Well at least it will cover my private parts."

"Yes. Go put it on. No bra or panties."

I went to the bedroom and put it on. The t-shirt was real tight and the skirt was a hip hugger which left a little gap between the t-shirt and the skirt.

I went back to him and turned slowly so he could see all of me. I said," The t-shirt is too tight. My nipples are making bumps."

"Just the way I want it except it hides a little too much. Get the scissors. I want to alter it."

I got the scissors and he cut around the neck to bare my boobs almost to the nipples then cut off the bottom of the shirt to almost bare the bottoms of my boobs. Then he said, "Pull the skirt down a little more."

"It is already low. If I pull it down more the crack of my butt will show."

Yes. Your beautiful round boobs and butt makes great cleavage. I want to show both."

He took the scissors and cut off the hem of the skirt so short my crotch was barely hid.

I said, "Oh wow. I am going to have to practice the Playboy Bunny Dip to serve them without baring my nipples or pussy."

"Yes I expect you to exercise decorum. If you show your pussy or nipples you will be punished. Now serve me a drink so you can practise."

I was careful to bend my knees to serve him keeping my body straight up and was pleased when he said,"Very good. See you can do it without being obscene."

"Yes but it will be hard to remember.I normally just bend over to put things on the table."

"Okay. Now someone may accidentally drop a card or chip on the floor. Pretend this quarter is a chip and pick it up."

He dropped a quarter on the floor and I knew this would be hard since he would be looking down at me from his chair but I bent my knees and tried to stay upright."

He said,"You blew it. I saw your nipples. You should have pulled your shoulders back and pushed out your tits to keep the nipples tight against the shirt. Go get your strap for ten spanks."

I let out a little sob I had been good for weeks but still remembered how much the leather strap had stung. If it had been twenty or thirty he would have hit easy but I knew at just ten it would hurt bad.

I got the strap and handed it to him then bent over the dining room table and pulled the little skirt up to my waist.

He said,"What are you doing?"

I said, "I thought this was how you would want me for my spanking."

"It was not your butt that was bared. Take off the T-shirt and kneel with your hands behind your back."

I sobbed, "Oh no Mike. Please! You have only hit my boobs with the flogger.

This strap will be twice as bad."

"Yes it will. That should make you be much more careful. I will give you a break. You may control the cadence by asking for the spanks by counting. At ‘One’ you will get the first then two, etc until ten."

I had mixed feelings about that. It would be nice to allow the pain to subside a little before the next but that made me ask for new pain.

I got into position then took a deep breath and said,"One."

He swung the strap hard to bury it into both nipples cusing my boobs to flatten then jump back out as pain sunk deep into them causing me to gasp in pain. The pain radiated depp inside them and then began to subside.

I sobbed,"Two."

He hit again in the same place and since it was more sensitive now the pain took my breath away. I whined, "That was awful. May I rub them?"

Yes. Since this is the first time with the strap I will allow it."

I rubbed my poor tortured nipples feeling the pain radiate and lessen. My boobs felt fuller and I realized they were swelling which normally didn’t happen until about twenty with the flogger. Rubbing them sent the pain down my tummy to make my clit tingle.

He said,"Well?"

I reluctantly put my hands back behind me and said,"Three."

It was terrible too. I hoped I would get numb but the delays would not allow that and I couldn’t make myself go faster to make them numb.

I whined,"May I rub them?"

"No. Every other one."

"Oh God! Four then"

That one was unreal. The strap dug in and now my swollen boobs vibrated with pain I immediately began rubbing them and he said harshly, "You didn’t ask permission. Take your hands away."

I sobbed and put them behind me and he grabbed my nipples between thumbs and fingers and pinched them hard pulling them out and twisting them and pulling my boobs up and around to make tears roll down my cheeks. He said,"What do you say?"

I cried, "I am sorry I rubbed them I won’t do it again. I promise!"

"Okay say five six and seven rapidly and you may rub them."

I did it with only seconds delay so my boobs kept in constant motion as pain radiated clear to my crotch then rubbed them feeling the pain run to my pussy. I whined, "Oh they hurt awfully."

"Really? Let me check something."

He put his hand between my legs and drove his middle finger into my pussy making me gasp in excitement.

He took out his finger and wiped it on my cheeks saying, "It hurts but obviously it is exciting you since you are wet. You want the last three don’t you?"

"Yes! Damn you. Eight nine ten."

This time he backhanded and forehanded my nipples making my boobs sway as I went into orgasm and fell backwards."

"Guess what? You just showed your hairless wet pussy."

I didn’t say anything. I just pulled off the skirt and sat on the ottoman then leaned back till my head was on the floor and my pussy pushed up between my wide open legs.

He hit rapidly and it hurt bad and good at the same as I felt the lips being jerked by the strap which managed to throw me into a huge orgasm. then he dropped his pants and drove his dick deep inside me to keep the orgasms going till I nearly passed out.

He slid up my body so I could lovingly lick our juices from his dick and balls. I could taste my new cherry flavored douche as his dick began to harden. I looked up at him and begged,"Please fuck me again."

"No. I fucked you as a reward for your courage since I know the first part of your punishment really hurt but that is all you get until you impress me again."

I knew that was not entirely true since he was always excited by seeing my pussy lips squirm under the strap or flogger.

Then he said I want to warn you that I am serious about you learning decorum. Slim, our foreman has asked me to keep you at home when he has the men working because you are too distracting hanging around them in you short shorts."

I had to grin since it was so much fun to tease them.

"You smile but you won’t be smiling Friday at the poker party if you forget and let them see your nipples, butt or pussy because I will let the witness spank you with the instrument of their choice. The strap,the flogger,the paddle, or the cane. I have seen photos of their wives and girlfriends after punishment and they can be very mean. Not only that there will be no rewards. These guys are promiscuous and I am taking no chance that they may infect you with some disease."

I moaned and said,"Oh God. You know the only reason I can stand the pain is knowing I will be rewarded when it is over. Can’t they maybe wear a condom?"

"You really are a slut! I will reward you at the end of the night if you are up to it. You may be in too much pain to want it."

"I doubt it. Sex helps me overcome the pain but I will frustrate all of you by showing nothing."

"Great! If you can do that I will guarantee you great orgasms."

I wasn’t sure he meant it since I knew he liked to demonstrate his power over me by seeing me hurt but I was really going to try to show decorum.

End part one

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THE POKER PARTY PART TWO.

On Friday Mike used our Cherokee Lance to commute to Seattle since it held six people. He said he would be home about seven PM since they would eat first in Seattle so they could start the game as soon as they got to our place. He told me to have the poker chips and cards on the poker table in our rec-room and bar.

I spent the day in the costume practicing walking and serving in front of a mirror. I found it took very little to flash my boobs, butt or pussy. The skirt was so short just a long step would flash me so I would have to take little steps and when low I had to take a deep breath and arch my back to keep my nipples tight against the shirt. Even in practise I goofed a few times and began to wonder if I would be able to do it considering the excitement cause by five guys staring at me as I rushed to serve them drinks or snacks.

They arrived about Seven and all of them were strangers that Mike had met through his contacts at S&M clubs and the internet. I was introduced to them but I wasn’t really paying attention since I was so nervous. I made aand served their drinks without a problem and felt good about myself.

Their eyes hardly ever left me and this was part of Mikes plan. He never lost at poker and part of the reason was the fact the other players were distracted by me.

Mike said,"Allene is in the habit of wearing provocative clothing and I have noticed lately that she has been careless and allowed flashes of the private places of her body to be seen. Tonight she will be tested. If any of you see her butt cheeks, pussy, or nipples you will be allowed to punish the part you saw with the instrument of your choice. Allene. Get the instruments."

I went to the cabinet and brought back the flogger,strap,the ping pong paddle and the dreaded cane to hand them to Mike.

He said, "As you can see Allene has a marvelous body and great skin. My only rule is that your punishment will not draw blood since I don’t want her scarred. If any of you cause blood the punishment will end and you will not get another chance to participate.She will receive five swats for each indiscretion.

That was a relief but not a great one since there could be a lot of pain without cutting me and only five would encourage them to hit harder. I made it a couple of hours with no slips and was gaining confidence since they kept me almost constanly moving serving them. Then Mike said, "Steve likes those little smoked oysters as a snack. Get them for him."

I gulped and said,"Who is Steve?"

Mike said, "It is very impolite not to know the names of our guests. You will know now since Steve will stand to get an instrument to punish you." I whined, "That isn’t fair. I didn’t know I would have to know their names." "That is common courtesy. Steve I only punish bare skin. you have the choice of her thighs,back or stomach. Which will you choose?" Steve said, "I have always been fascinated by a woman’s soft belly. I think I will give it some color with the strap."

I sobbed but consoled myself with the thought that at least he had not chose the cane that I knew would leave terrible welts. He got the strap and told me to cross my arms on top of my head. I whined, "I can’t do that.You will be able to see my boobs." Mike said,"Very good Allene. You are thinking but since that is a good position you may do it without the penalty of having your boobs spanked." I got into position and saw in the mirror on the wall that pulled my shirt up all the way to my nipples. He hit me right across my belly button to make shudder at the shock and pain. Steve grinned and said, "I love that position. Girls always shudder to make their tits sway."

Mike said,"If she screws up and shows her tits they will be jumping as well as swaying." I looked in the mirror to see a red stripe on my belly that was causing an angry sting and also noticed my jerk and shudder at impact had lifted my shirt even further up to rest on the upper swell of my tits. He hit lower then higher to leave my whole belly red and stinging like crazy from my pubic bone to just under my boobs. With tears in my eyes I lowered my arms to pull the shirt back over my tits realizing it was too late since they had all seen them

Mike did a mean thing. He said,"Go to Bob so he can feel how hot your skin is from the strap." I whined,"Oh God. Who is Bob?" Bob stood up and said,"Here I am Babe. Bring the strap. I want to use it on your thighs." I let out a little sob and took the strap to him hoping he would hit the back of my thighs which weren’t so sensitive but he said, "Open your legs real wide. I am going to hit those tender inner thighs. I am so used to following orders I openeed my legs until my feet were about four feet qpart not realizing my mistake until Joe said, "God. I can see her ass and pussy!" Steve said,"Me two!" and Jeff said, "Me three."

Mike said,"I am sure we all saw them. When Bob finishes with her thighs we will each give her five to her butt then five each to her pussy." I panicked there was no way I could stand still for all that and I knew if I got out of position I would earn extra lashes. I begged, "Please Mike. Tie me for them. I can’t stand still for all that."


"You want that?"

"Yes. Please."

"Okay. Take off the skirt and buckle the spreader bar to your ankles while I rig the rope to the chandelier." I took off the skirt and sat on the floor to buckle my ankles to the ends of the four foot spreader bar so frightened I didn’t care that the bar opened my legs so far my pussy lips opened obscenely.

Steve helped me to my feet then he and Mike buckled the wrist cuffs on me and pulled my arms up until my feet left the floor. I sobbed at the stretch and Mike said, "This is what you wanted. Right?" I sobbed,"Yes." "Look in the mirror. What do you see?" I looked and sobbed, "My tits. You can all see them."

Mike said, "Right!" Then he ripped off the shirt to leave me totally bare and helpless knowing every inch of my body was going to be hit. Tears flowed as I realized I would get twenty five to the back of my thighs, twenty five to the front of them, twenty five to inner thighs, twenty five to each butt cheek, twentyfive to my tummy and twenty five to each breast. My only hope was to pass out before I got the whole two hundred.

I didn’t get the luxury of losing consciousness. They started on my thighs and it didn’t matter if they hit the front,back or sides because the tip of the strap would always hit my tender inner thigh to make me yelp and struggle. They loved watching my boobs move and my muscles work as I struggled and called it my dance of pain.

After each set of twenty five they would stop to admire and rub the marks they had made. Just as the pain began to subside and the rubbing would begin to feel very good they would go on to the next set. I was taken to pain then excitement and back to pain over and over. They acted as if I was some sort of animal in an experiment discussing the effects of the pain on me and which instrument they should use next. No-one wanted my opinion.

On my ass they used the paddle and the cane. They cause totally different pain. The paddle caused a sting over a large area and a lot of noise and impact while the cane made little noise but concentrated the pain in a small area. The cane was definitely worse and kept me yelping and my tears flowing.

They used the flogger,the strap and the cane on my poor tummy. I made my tummy muscles cramp in the effort to fend off the blows which was fruitless and when they finished each set to look and rub I saw my stomach was deep red from just below my breasts to my pubic bone.

They used the flogger on my right breast first. At the end of twenty five I felt lopsided. My right breast was nearly maroon in color and swollen with the nipple sticking out like a little hardon while my left breast was still normal and white. They rubbed my sore boob sending pain radiating down then began on the left breast whipping it while I yowled until it matched the right one. While someone was rubbing it someone else said, "Look at those hard nipples.

They seem to be begging for clamps."

To my horror Mike said,"Yes I have just the thing. some alligator clamps I bought at Lowes. They are small but have a mighty bite with the sharp teeth."

I yelled,"No. Please no! they hurt awfully when my nipples are okay now they will be unbearable."

"Allene! I am ashamed of you. You know you should not say no to me. What do you say?"

I sobbed,"Please put the clamps on me."

"All of them?"

I hesitated as I knew he had bought twenty of the damn things but moaned,"Yes.

All of them."

Two guys came to me and grabbed my nipples to pull them out as far as they could causing me to scream to make room to put two crosswise on each nipple and a third on the tip. They put the rest of them all around the aureola to make me whine piteously but weirdly the pain started going down my stomach to my clit which began to swell as excitement coursed through me. I think that was the only thing that let me bear the twenty five to my pussy which left it as red and swollen as my boobs.

They took off the clamps to create even more pain then all of them began rubbing my buns and breasts and pussy until I had so many orgasms I just hung limply from the ropes.

They let me hang there for awhile while they talked about me. The consensus was that I was totally awesome.

Then Mike and someone else released me and Mike carried me to bed.

When he had undressed and joined me he said,"The guys thought you were wonderful. I had told them your safeword and they could hardly believe you didn’t use it."

I moaned, "I didn’t want you to be ashamed of me."

"I will never be ashamed of you. I love you more than life itself."

"Me too. I would not do this if I didn’t love you."

That was not entirely true. Most of my truly great orgasms were brought about with pain.

He began gently licking my sore nipples and pussy but I was so exhausted I went to sleep. I didn’t wake up until they had left for home.

I got up and looked at myself in the mirror. My boobs, tummy and pussy had bruises but the only bad damage was to my ass from that damn cane. I hoped he would never use it again when I showed him the horrible purple welts.

The end.

Like it? If you do e-mail me and I will send you a list of other stories I have written you may enjoy. I love to trade stories for pictures of whipped girls.

Allene