March Punishment by Scottieboy

Intro: This is another true account of my ongoing humiliation and punishment by males to whom my spouse sends me. This was the most severe punishment yet. Pics and vids of the punishment are available on the website.

March 2007 Punishment
scottieboy
pwhipped4@yahoo.com
Mistress E mail: hadenufofhim@yahoo.com

I am writing this bare assed on a still sore butt with equally sore dick
and balls and a sack that fortunately returned to its normal color some
time in the night. I will of course be further punished for any typos that
occur so I am doing my best. Any readers not following the series should
reference my earlier accounts to see what has previously transpired, but be
assured that the acccounts are entirely accurate and the whole story is
true.

I got myself in trouble a couple of days ago. After a really shitty week
at work I cam home and my wife/mistress was complaining about the kids at
dinner. The two boys had misbehaved again at school. They were trying to
put forth their version of why they wer justified; she was talking over
them; I was tired and finally I snapped and just told all of them to just
“shut up”.

Not a good move on my part. I could tell immediately from the look of my
spouse that I was in deep shit. She sent the kids to bed early and we went
upstairs to our bedroom.

Not surprisingly and not the subject of this story, I got my butt
thoroughly hairbrushed then spend some time in the corner. I also had my
anus subjected to a snapping rubber band as I struggled to remain in
place. It hurt like fuck, but was only the beginning.

Two days later on Saturday I went to the office for a half day. As I was
wrapping up things, in walks this guy who looked like just a regular 50
something year old.

“Hey Scott, I have been sent to punish you” he announces.

I looked up at him, made eye contat, and immediately knew he was not
kidding.

“Drop your pants and shorts and lay over the ottoman” he said.

I knew I was fucked and might as well get on with it so I went over to the
ottoman, unzipped my khakis, dropped them and my briefs around my ankles
and laid over the ottoman.

The man then pulled out the most feared instrument my spouse has: that
damned rubber tawse, made out of 1/4 inch rubber attached to a wooden
handle and split into 4 tongues. Some guy from her yahoo group made it
just to use on me, along with some other nasty instruments. I shuddered
because that thing hurts like hell.

He also pulled out a rubber glove, and a flyswatter, just a regular
flyswatter like any house would have. I shuddered, figuring I knew what
that would be used for.

He then proceeded to give me a short hard hand spanking. I knew my ass was
turning red, but was used to hand spankings as I get it so much at home.
He did not get much reaction except to the hard whacks.

After a time though, I felt that all too familiar weight of the rubber
tawse pressed agains the skin of my ass. Nothing feels like that damned
thing; as soon as it touches my skin I know what it is and remember what it
can do. Mere wrist action is severe with this thing; worse than a hard blow
with a paddle.

He teased my ass with it for a time, as I clenched and unclenched expecting
searing pain at any second, then he set it on my lower back.

I heard him turning on a camera, heard a picture being taken and saw the
flash: he had taken a picture of it sitting on my back/ass.

Soon it came off my ass and I knew the wating was over.

Thank God, he wasn’t real hard with the first few of the blows, but I still
made noise as each of them hit my ass.

“Ooh, Aaah…….UGH…..” came the guttural remarks from me, ashamed that
I was already giving evidence that this was hurting me.

I survived the first 10, grunting and groaning, but at least not crying and
begging.

He paused, switched sides, and starting playin with my dick and balls with
his hand. In horror, I knew that once again I was going to grow erect as I
felt the blood engorge my 7 inch cut dick, which at one time I had been so
proud of, prior to it just becoming another instrument of pain and
humiliation.

He laughed “You like it boy?” he asked.

I did not reply, not wanting to give him the satisfaction.

“WHAAACK” came a blow with that damned tawse.

“Oh fuck” I said then quickly gave the expected response, “Yes Sir” which
obviously had been what he wanted when he had asked the question. No point
in explaining that I fucking hate this but still get hard, I might as well
give the guy what he wanted to hear.

I heard a chuckle from him, thought I heard him reaaching into his pants
too, but soon was distracted by the searing pain of that fucking tawse
again.

I heard it go through the air, knowing he was by no means swinging it near
full force, but also knowing that this god damned thing hurt…”SLAAAP” was
the noise as it hit my vulnerable ass.

“AAAAAAH” I exclaimed.

WIthout my knowing it, the guy was in fact doing video clips of this,
including audio of me grunting like a whipped faggot. I only found that
out later.

“WHAAAACK” came the second blow of the set, and I grunted again, probably
making and “ooooooooowh” sound.

“WHAAK” came the third, right afterthe seccond it seemed, and my legs
kicked as I made a sucking noise and a grunt.

The Next 7 came, about the same as the first 3, leaving me sweating and
hyperventilating and kicking as he finished the set.

I knew that my ass was red, knew I was grunting like a whore being fucked,
and felt that my face was at least as red as my ass. My spanker however
was obviously enjoying himself as I heard him both chuckling and fondling
himself.

Next, I felt him stimulating my cock and balls. At first it was
pleasurable; clearly designed to get me hard again, and I responded
involuntarily as expected. But suddently, he started using his index
finger to snap my balls and cock, very painfully, while he held the balls
down in my sack tightly.

I could not hold still, much less quiet, and knew that I was moving my legs
around and Ooowing and aaahing every time my balls got snapped. My balls
are very sensitive and I was not/am not used to them being handled that way
at all.

After a time, he seemed to grow tired of that. I then felt something
light, flat, and cold touching my scrotum and engorged dick head. I knew
immmediately that it was the flyswatter that he had brought with him,
doubtlessly on the order of my spouse. He teased my cock and balls with
it; ran the handle down my asshole and balls; and had me groaning a bit,
both in pleasure, and in fear of what I knew was coming.

I had little time to wait before it started slashing down on my exposed
balls and cock. Involuntarily I closed my thighs up a bit, but he would
have no part of that. He made me totally remove my khakis, then arrange
myself on the ottoman so my dick and balls were hanging down. Then he
places my legs as wide as they could possibly go, opening up not just my
cock and balls but my asshole for his inspection and attentions.

I heard the flyswatter whistle a bit, and it struck my asshole “OOOOOH” I
cried out. Next it struck my balls “AAAAAAUGH” I moaned, because this
really fucking hurt.

Then He touched the tip of my dick with it, and I shuddered a little with
pleasure until he started rapidly paddling my dick with it for the next 15
or 20 seconds. I was once again making lots of noise and bouncing around.
He switched back to my asshole, my balls, my dick off and on for the next 5
or 10 minutes. Finally it stopped, and I lay across the ottoman panting
and groaning, realizing that my eyes were dripping and unsure if it was
sweat or tears.

Once again I maoned as I felt his hands lock around my balls and he
squeezed and thumped my testicles, doubtlessly stretched against the sack
like two enormous grapes ready to burst with the pressure. He then twisted
and pulled, not enough to injure, but enough to get me to cry out under my
breath. “FUCK THAT HURT”.

Next he started pumping my dick, but not nicely. He was handling it really
roughly, grabbing it with both hands and pumping up and down in such a way
as to cause my dick and indirectly squeezed balls to hurt like hell.
“aaaaaaah….” I said, realizing that the volume and timber of my voice was
changing instantly with the level of pain as he pumped. I was sort of
making a continuous “aaaaaaaaaaah” sound as he did this.

Finally he stopped, and I lay there, panting more than before, sweating
like a pig.

I heard him step back and then felt him lightly rub the tawse agains my
crack, and balls.

“OH FUCK” I thought. “Surely he won’t use that thing there, he will break
my balls”. I was really anxious about this.

He pulled back the tawse and whacked my ass, first left cheek, then right
for a set of 10. I was making my usual “OUCH..OOOOW…AAAH” but had
managed to not start begging yet.

Then it got worse.

He started whacking my asshole with the tips of the tawse: not that hard or
I would have bled, but definately painful. Just as he developed a steady
pace/beat to the tawsing of my vulnerable anus, he began to shift the focus
and alternately tawse my balls, cock, and anus.

“OOOOH………. Please Sir………. PLease……….. PLease”. Of course
I knew it would accomplish nothing but at least for me, punishment reaches
a point where I feel compelled to repeatitively and plaintively say
“Please… Please Sir…. Please Stop”.

I don’t know how long this went on, but I later discovered he did a lot of
video of it, complete with my moaning and begging.

Eventually it stopped, and I figured it was over, but no such luck. I
heard a snapping sound and knew what it was: a rubber exam glove.

Without ceremony or lubrican he stuffed his finger up my ass (I later saw
in the video that it was his long finger) and started fucking me with it
while he played with my dick. My asshole is virgin so I was not at all
prepared for this and soon was back to my
“aaaaaaaaaah……….ooooooowh……….Pleeeease…..” mantra.

I would guess he finger fucked me while alternately hurting my cock and
balls for 10 minutes or so. Hard to say as I was hardly in a position to
time it as I struggled to endure it.

By now I was SOOOOOOOO regretting my mouth getting me in trouble and
putting me in this position, but could do nothing but accept the
punishment.

Eventually that stopped, but then he reached for the damned flyswatter
again and rapidly slapped my balls and cock for a long time. I was
writhing around and actually almost rolled off the ottoman once when he
caught my balls just right. Later when I saw the video I was shocked to
see that as red as my ass was from the tawse, he had made the underside of
my cock and my scrotum just as red!

Finally it was over. He actually thanked me, and said that he would be
available to punish me whenever called. He got up and left, with the
camera sitting ther (our camera). I slowly got up and examined/touched my
cock, balls, anus, and ass. Everything was intact; no damage, but really
sore. Then I got dressed and looked at the videos and was just shocked to
see what I had sounded like and what my cock and balls had looked like
during the torture.

I went home and spent the afternoon with the kids; they went to bed late as
it was Saturday. My mistress/spouse had me orally serve for a while, then
gave me the privilege of fucking. I don’t know why, but I fuck like an
animal after punishment and have unbelievable intense orgasms.

Mistress, to my horror, tells me that the pics and some vids are going on
her yahoo group. The only saving grace is that 90% of the vids were shot
too long and she says that no file over 5120KB can be uploaded so at least
the worst vids will stay in the house.

Scott