The Punishment Club

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37,000 words
Published Sept 2022

One evening Angel, a young woman fresh out of high school, comes to her best friend confessing that she had sinned and wished to be punished to atone. Carolyn, being rather kinky, agrees and ties Angel up as a punishment. Well, one thing leads to another, and this becomes a regular event with them. Soon they are copying B&D photos they find on the Internet and expanding their punishments to include more than just bondage.

A friend accidently happens upon one of these punishment sessions and expresses an interest. Before they realize it, their little hobby has expanded to include half a dozen female members, all feeling a need to be punished. It has become the Punishment Club. Lots of female bondage and other punishments with some sex thrown in.

The two were both hogtied, on their sides and facing each other on the bed. They were tied down so they couldn’t move, but the most interesting part was that both had extremely tight crotch ropes. And there was a rope connecting them.

“You and your bright ideas!” complained Angel. “I just wanted us to have a chance to spend some time where both of us are tied. But, no, that’s not good enough for you. You had to go and make it into a contest!”

“I didn’t hear you complaining at the time,” Carolyn told her with a grunt as she tied to move her hands.

“Damn, this is tighter than anything I’ve ever experienced. And that crotch rope! Damn. that is cutting me in half!”

“I can’t believe that Sky has gotten so good with the ropes.”

“Well, she had good teachers!” said Angel, with a healthy dose or sarcasm.

“Too damned good for their own damned good.”

Each was trying to wiggle around but the ropes held them in place.

“Christ! We’re struck like this for two whole hours!”

“Don’t complain. Originally I was going to say four hours.”

“Thanks.”

“Wait a second!” exclaimed Angel. “What was that Sky said when she left?”

“Oh, crap! She said she would be back in four hours!”

“Crap is right. You did tell her two hours, didn’t you?”

“I think I did.”

“Wonderful!”

“I’m glad she didn’t gag us,” Angel said a few minutes later.

“Why?”

“Because if I were gagged, I couldn’t tell you what I think of your brilliant ideas.”

“Look, you agreed that we wanted to really feel helpless. Well, we are!” She accented the words with a jerk of her hips.

“Hey! Do that again.”

“What? Curse you again?”

“No. Jerk your hips again. Like this.” She demonstrated. Her hips couldn’t move more than an inch. But it did pull on the rope connecting their crotches.

“Hey! That hurt.”

“Some. But it pressed in the just right place. Do it again.”

Angel did and Carolyn moaned. “It hurts, sure, but it feels good at the same time. Here.”

Carolyn jerked, causing Angel to groan. “I see what you mean. Let’s struggle some more.”

They took turns trying to pull their hips and make the ropes increase the pressure.

“Damn! You’re right. It does sort of hurt. But are you thinking what I’m thinking?”

“We could masturbate!”

Carolyn began a slow but steady rhythm with her hips. Angel joined in. It took a little work, but soon they were in sync. The changes in pressure were having the desired effect. Both were feeling a wonderful heat growing in their loins.

Eventually, Angel said, “I wonder if Sky did this intentionally?”

“Maybe. Oh, that feels good. A little harder please.”

“I’m pulling as hard as I can. She’s got us pretty damned well tied down.”

“Yes. Isn’t it grand?”

“Let’s try to coordinate so that we reach an orgasm at the same time.”

“Wow! A new Olympic sport: Synchronized orgasming!”

Their timing was off a little. Carolyn got hers first. Angel was lucky to catch one at all.