Whipped for a good cause, Pt. 2. After care.
My husband led me out of the warehouse naked to my car. On the walk of shame, my battered ass was groped and slapped by everyone there and I jumped each time, which made it hurt much more. When we got to my car, he gave me my blouse to put on and I sat down on the front seat, which was leather and it was a hot day, so my pain level increased dramatically. On the way home he seemed to hit every bump in the road to keep me in constant pain. He kept telling me how cool my ass looked with all the raised welts and he kept reminding me of the red checkerboard pattern, they made on my ass. I know our roads are bad in Michigan, but they are much worse than I thought.
We went in the house and I took off my blouse, peed squatting over the toilet, not letting my battered ass touch the hard toilet seat. I thought about when I would have a bowl movement and shuttered at the thought of how much pain I would endure, sitting my battered ass down. My husband would have to wipe me as I could not dare take the chance of rubbing the welts on my ass as I tried to wipe.
I bent over in front of a large mirror and looked at my ass. It was a welted up mess. Yes it did look like a checkerboard and the red welts covered my entire ass. They had good aim, not missing an inch of my ass. Husband came in, laughed and told me he had never seen an ass torn up like mine, in any of the whipping videos he has watched. That was not what I wanted to hear.
I went and laid down on the bed on my stomach, so my husband could put ice packs on my ass. It hurt just feeling them on the welts, but I hoped they would speed up the healing. The father & son, did not break the skin on my welts, though they certainly tried to. It even hurt in my ass crack, as when they did the downward motion, to raise the welts more with their whips, they got close to my asshole.
Husband checked with a Dom we know and he suggested getting frozen pea pacts and using them on my ass crack and on all the welts. They would not be as heavy as the thick big ice pack was. My husband went to the store and loaded up on the pea packs and put them in the freezer. It took several hours to get real cold and he started putting them on my ass and rotating them about every half hour. By morning, my ass was feeling better. I have now depended on them to take down puffiness on me asshole, when we party too much with our lovers. I held off having a bowl movement as long as I could. He read that an inflatable ring would help, so he went to a 24 hour store and purchase 1. I eventually had to go and even sitting on the ring hurt and I wasted little time doing what had to be done. He was a darling when I got down on all fours and he cleaned me up with baby wipes. They did better than just plain dry toilet paper.
The next day, my welts did not hurt as much and it was more the kind of pain I enjoy. Husband would gently rub body lotion on my ass between changing the ice packs. It helped a little. By noon, I was able to sit at my computer desk, with 2 thick pillows on my chair. It hurt but I enjoyed that level of pain on my ass. When I got up to squat to pee, after I peed, I would go in the dining room and sit down on I of the hard wooden chairs to find out how I was doing. It was too soon and the hurt went all the way down to my toes. I got up and checked my ass in the mirror and the checkerboard design of the welts, were still visible, though not as dark red as they had been. It got better after dinner and I slept better that night.
I was improving and I thought about the father and son enjoying themselves at my expense, tearing up my ass with their whips and I am glad I let them both do me together. The way I was strung up, did not give me any chance to move away from the whips, so my ass had to absorb the full power of them striking my ass. It was my fault that I did not ask him to give my hands more slack, when I was strung up, so I could move ahead a little bit. I was property, sold to the highest bidder. They got to bond together, the other members enjoyed watching them do me, the shelter brought in a lot of money for the creatures and I got the humiliation and whipping I had needed for a long time, but I will pass on 2 men whipping me together again. A couple, man & women, whipping me together would be worth giving it a try. Thinking more about it as my ass pain was feeling better, the father & son, paid good money to do me, I agreed to it and they felt like they got their moneys worth out of my ass. I am glad they went all out on me, or what they call mid-evil. I really did want to find out just how much I could take. I was impressed with myself that I did not give in. I did feel like a hooker/escort, renting out my body, not for sex, but to use for whipping practice. I was doing my best to convince myself, that what I let happen, was in my best interest.
The next day got better pain wise and on the fourth day I was able to help out at the shelter again and I resumed walking the poor creatures, waiting to be adopted. The wife of the man that whipped me, showed up at the shelter and thanked me for giving her husband and son a good time together. She asked how I was feeling after the beating I took and I told her better and thanked her for her concern. The air conditioning unit for the building was old and not going to last to much longer and she asked me if I wanted to help the shelter out again. She told me, that she admired my willingness to show off my nude body and she was jealous of me, especially my tits. She was about 50 and a bit overweight, but a powerful business women, who got what she wanted. The business she ran, deals with different equipment, including heating & cooling equipment. A unit big enough to cool several thousand feet, would cost several thousand dollars. She said she would be able to get 1 at cost and that it would last 25 to 30 years. I asked her what it was she wanted.
She was blunt about it. She wanted to tear into my tits for an hour, my hands, cuffed behind me, with her husband and son there. I agreed to a half an hour, but she would have to purchase the unit in advance and sign papers having it delivered at her expense and installed at her expense, with a standard guarantee. Being in business to, I have learned a few things. She eagerly agreed. We contacted the member who set up the whipping auction, to set this all up to.
I just kept reminding myself, that I was doing it for the shelter and the little ones.
We went in the house and I took off my blouse, peed squatting over the toilet, not letting my battered ass touch the hard toilet seat. I thought about when I would have a bowl movement and shuttered at the thought of how much pain I would endure, sitting my battered ass down. My husband would have to wipe me as I could not dare take the chance of rubbing the welts on my ass as I tried to wipe.
I bent over in front of a large mirror and looked at my ass. It was a welted up mess. Yes it did look like a checkerboard and the red welts covered my entire ass. They had good aim, not missing an inch of my ass. Husband came in, laughed and told me he had never seen an ass torn up like mine, in any of the whipping videos he has watched. That was not what I wanted to hear.
I went and laid down on the bed on my stomach, so my husband could put ice packs on my ass. It hurt just feeling them on the welts, but I hoped they would speed up the healing. The father & son, did not break the skin on my welts, though they certainly tried to. It even hurt in my ass crack, as when they did the downward motion, to raise the welts more with their whips, they got close to my asshole.
Husband checked with a Dom we know and he suggested getting frozen pea pacts and using them on my ass crack and on all the welts. They would not be as heavy as the thick big ice pack was. My husband went to the store and loaded up on the pea packs and put them in the freezer. It took several hours to get real cold and he started putting them on my ass and rotating them about every half hour. By morning, my ass was feeling better. I have now depended on them to take down puffiness on me asshole, when we party too much with our lovers. I held off having a bowl movement as long as I could. He read that an inflatable ring would help, so he went to a 24 hour store and purchase 1. I eventually had to go and even sitting on the ring hurt and I wasted little time doing what had to be done. He was a darling when I got down on all fours and he cleaned me up with baby wipes. They did better than just plain dry toilet paper.
The next day, my welts did not hurt as much and it was more the kind of pain I enjoy. Husband would gently rub body lotion on my ass between changing the ice packs. It helped a little. By noon, I was able to sit at my computer desk, with 2 thick pillows on my chair. It hurt but I enjoyed that level of pain on my ass. When I got up to squat to pee, after I peed, I would go in the dining room and sit down on I of the hard wooden chairs to find out how I was doing. It was too soon and the hurt went all the way down to my toes. I got up and checked my ass in the mirror and the checkerboard design of the welts, were still visible, though not as dark red as they had been. It got better after dinner and I slept better that night.
I was improving and I thought about the father and son enjoying themselves at my expense, tearing up my ass with their whips and I am glad I let them both do me together. The way I was strung up, did not give me any chance to move away from the whips, so my ass had to absorb the full power of them striking my ass. It was my fault that I did not ask him to give my hands more slack, when I was strung up, so I could move ahead a little bit. I was property, sold to the highest bidder. They got to bond together, the other members enjoyed watching them do me, the shelter brought in a lot of money for the creatures and I got the humiliation and whipping I had needed for a long time, but I will pass on 2 men whipping me together again. A couple, man & women, whipping me together would be worth giving it a try. Thinking more about it as my ass pain was feeling better, the father & son, paid good money to do me, I agreed to it and they felt like they got their moneys worth out of my ass. I am glad they went all out on me, or what they call mid-evil. I really did want to find out just how much I could take. I was impressed with myself that I did not give in. I did feel like a hooker/escort, renting out my body, not for sex, but to use for whipping practice. I was doing my best to convince myself, that what I let happen, was in my best interest.
The next day got better pain wise and on the fourth day I was able to help out at the shelter again and I resumed walking the poor creatures, waiting to be adopted. The wife of the man that whipped me, showed up at the shelter and thanked me for giving her husband and son a good time together. She asked how I was feeling after the beating I took and I told her better and thanked her for her concern. The air conditioning unit for the building was old and not going to last to much longer and she asked me if I wanted to help the shelter out again. She told me, that she admired my willingness to show off my nude body and she was jealous of me, especially my tits. She was about 50 and a bit overweight, but a powerful business women, who got what she wanted. The business she ran, deals with different equipment, including heating & cooling equipment. A unit big enough to cool several thousand feet, would cost several thousand dollars. She said she would be able to get 1 at cost and that it would last 25 to 30 years. I asked her what it was she wanted.
She was blunt about it. She wanted to tear into my tits for an hour, my hands, cuffed behind me, with her husband and son there. I agreed to a half an hour, but she would have to purchase the unit in advance and sign papers having it delivered at her expense and installed at her expense, with a standard guarantee. Being in business to, I have learned a few things. She eagerly agreed. We contacted the member who set up the whipping auction, to set this all up to.
I just kept reminding myself, that I was doing it for the shelter and the little ones.
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