Make interpersonal relationship with my friend – 8

“God, I love doing this,” she said. Daicy stepped in front of me and watched me for a minute, then reached up to caress my face. Tears were starting to flow, and she gently wiped them away from my eyes as Sarah continued whipping me.

“Is it hurting badly?” she asked me.

“Yes,” I replied through clenched teeth, in between my grunts of pain.

Then she leaned up and whispered in my ear, “johnson… I have a confession to make.”

“What’s that, Daicy?”

“Well… I hope you’re okay with it… but I kind of planned this just so I could get to watch you get whipped… It was a little sneaky, but I knew Sarah would go for it.”

“Well… Ohh… she’s going for it, all right.”

“And I also wanted Sarah to whip you so that…”

“So that… Ohhh… what?”

“So that I could kiss you while you were hurting. I’ve been thinking about doing this since the first time I whipped you.”

And she put her lips on mine and kissed me passionately just as Sarah lashed me especially hard across my lower back. I groaned into Daisy’s open mouth as her tongue explored me.

“Oh yes, Baby,” she murmured, “cry into me.”

She kept her open mouth on mine as Sarah went on whipping me and pushed her hand down the front of her jeans to rub herself.

“Maybe we can get Sarah to whip you while you’re eating me out johnson, and you can cry into my pussy. God, wouldn’t that be hot,” she said, breathing heavily into my ear.

“Pretty hot,” I said, yelling “Jeez!” a second later as Sarah whipped me across my ass. Daicy was moaning now in time to Sarah’s rhythm and suddenly cried out “Oh God, OHHH GOD!” into my mouth.

As Daicy climaxed, Sarah paused and said with a laugh, “Maybe you two should get a room.” Then she resumed whipping my burning ass.

“You’re already in it,” said Daicy, and both of them laughed.

“How much longer… AHH… will you let your sister… AHHH… whip me?”

“Not much longer, Sweetheart.”

“Are you going to… AHHH… let me cum when she’s… AHHHH… finished?”

“Yes, you’ll get to cum Baby,” Daicy said, “and just so you know, it will be me that makes you cum… never Sarah, no matter what else happens.”

“It’s only you that I… AHHH… want to make me cum.”

“Mmm, that’s so sweet to hear,” she said, stroking my hair. “But I’m afraid it won’t be for a little while, I think you’ll have to spend some time chained up on the floor after this… I’d like for Sarah to feel your tongue pushing up into her ass, I think she’s a virgin back there just like I was.”

“Okay… AHHHHH!”

Daicy kissed me again. “I still want to feel you crying into my pussy while you eat me out,” she whispered in my ear, “but I’m thinking that instead of having Sarah whip you more…”

“What?”

“I think she’d really like to feel what it’s like to fuck a man with my strap-on. Would that be okay?”

“Yes, Daicy,” I said, just before Sarah’s whip slashed across that place between my ass and the tops of my thighs, making me howl in pain.

Sarah was whipping me harder now than Daicy had. Reflecting on her muscular body, it occurred to me that she was likely going to fuck me harder as well. And my cock started to grow again despite the fire on my backside.

Daicy got her wish of feeling me cry into her pussy that night, and eventually I did get to cum into her sweet mouth, but not before spending a very long time being used while chained up spread eagled on the floor.

I was correct in my assumption that Sarah would very enthusiastically use her muscular body to impale my ass hard and deep. What I didn’t anticipate was that both sisters would take turns using my mouth and fucking me all evening before I could cum.