My First Experience In Punishment (part II)


by Bottom Scorcher

Dave released me and I nearly collapsed in the floor. Once I regained my composure, he led me back to the first room. There was a mirror and for the first time I saw my crimson, raw, swollen butt. It was beautiful. He pointed to some clothes he had laid out and told me to dress.

When I slid the tight leather pants up, I discovered the seat had been removed and there was a hole in the front that exposed my _c_o_c_k_ and balls. I pull on the short tee shirt as Dave returned. He handed me a long jacket that covered my exposed red ass and genitals.

As he motioned towards the door he said, "We're going out. There's a special club I want to introduce you to." "One more thing, you're not properly dressed without your butt plug."

I started to protest. After all my ass had been through I wasn't sure that I could take any more punishment but when Dave told me to bend over and relax, I did as I was told. There was now a familiar fullness inside of me. After he checked the plug for proper fit we left Dave's house heading for the "club".

We walked a couple blocks down the street, then turned and walked about eight more blocks. With every step I took, the plug inside me moved. By the time we reached the "club" I was starting to become aroused. As we approached the door, Dave explained to me I was his guest for the evening and this was also part of my punishment. I was to do as he instructed the whole time we were inside the "club". I nodded in agreement and we entered into a place like I had never seem.

Once inside, Dave had me leave my jacket at the door. My red, plugged ass and semi-aroused _c_o_c_k_ were in full view for everyone to see. I felt embarrassed being on display like this but as I looked around the room I saw there were other men in various states of nudity. Some had quite elaborate costumes. There were also about as many men dressed in street clothes, like Dave.

The attire was not really what caught my attention but rather the room itself. There were all kinds of bars hanging with various restraints along with restraints attached to the walls. There were some St. Andrew's crosses and waist high rails all equipped with various types of restraints. In addition, there were paddles, whips, straps, and various other devices of pleasure and pain lying all about within hand's reach. At nearly every one of these stations there was some poor soul being worked over by one or more men and a few spectators gathered around. The sight of all this now had me really hard.

As we walked to a table, I noticed several men whose asses were as red or redder than mine. Once at the table Dave sat but told me to stand facing him. Almost as soon as he ordered us a couple of drinks, some of his friends approached.

"Looks like you did a pretty good job on this one Dave," the first guy said as he pushed my butt plug a little deeper in my ass and gave me a slap for good measure.

"Well, I actually went a little easier than normal on him, he's a virgin." "He really gets off on spankings and his ass is starting to loose color, would you guys like to take him up to the rail?"

I couldn't believe my ears. Dave was not only going to let some stranger paddle me but he was going to let them do it in public. Fear and excitement both filled by mind as the three guys led me by my plug up to an empty rail. The one who was to be my punisher kicked my legs wide apart and bent me across the rail while the second guy held each arm. I was now on full public display. Out of the corner of my eye I saw the third guy pick up a large round wooden paddle. One that would easily cover my entire ass with each blow.

A crowd had started to gather and I was beginning to feel humiliated when the first slap of the paddle made contact. After a couple of slow swats, he began to paddle faster and harder. I was amazed at what a different sensation the paddle made compared to the strapping I had received earlier. Tears and groans escaped as my red ass was once again turning crimson. He just kept on slapping away. By now my balls were really tight and my hard on was about to erupt. I was earnestly crying and begging for the paddling to end. It was at this point the third guy appeared again.

He came around in front of the rail and lifted up my tear-flooded face and smiled at me. He then slowly began looking down my body to my _c_o_c_k_.

"You're going to explode" was all he said as he dropped to his knees and slowly but deliberately began to lick my _c_o_c_k_. He drew little circles underneath its head and then began to take me in his mouth a little at a time while squeezing by balls. This was incredible! The third guy was now sucking as ferociously as the first guy was paddling. The crowd was cheering them both on and I could hold back no longer. With a loud scream I came into the third guy's mouth. How he swallowed it all was beyond me. This orgasm was even more intense than those earlier this evening. I was now slumped across the rail as everything came to an end.

We all walked back to Dave's table and after he inspected my stinging ass he allowed me to sit down. He really bragged on what a show I had put on. After a couple of drinks, Dave decided we should go home. By now this sounded good to me. Between Dave's punishment earlier and the evening at the "club" I was exhausted. I was allowed to put the long jacket back on for the walk home.

Once we reached Dave's house I started to go inside to change back into my clothes but Dave told me to take them. I was to wear them the next time I come for a punishment session.

"How do you know I'll be Back?"

"They always come back for more," he said as he closed his door.

And Dave was right; this was the first of many sessions Dave and I had while I was in college at LA.


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