I'm an electrician, and I have to relate what happened to me yesterday. Just unbelievable! I had an appointment to give an estimate to add some "mood" lighting to a room in a home in the suburbs. I found the house, thanks to GPS, in a remote area, on a dead-end road with the closest neighbor about a block away.

I rang the bell, and a very good-looking middle-aged woman answered and invited me in.

"Hi, I'm James, the electrician. I'm here to give you an estimate on adding some mood lighting."

"Hi, James. My roommate, Lynn, is in the other room waiting for us, but I have to prepare you before you meet her. You see, you can spend your time working on an estimate, or you can spend it taking care of her. We both hope you'll choose the latter, and if you do, I will assist you."

I had no idea what she was talking about, but I was intrigued.

"Well, let's meet Lynn and see what this is all about," I replied.

So, the roommate, who never mentioned her name, led me to another large and undecorated room in the home. To say I was shocked on entering would be an underestimate! There in the middle of the room was a naked woman tied to the ceiling and floor with wide straps, her arms and legs spread in an X shape.

"James, this is my roommate, Lynn. Lynn, this is James, the electrician. Lynn and I take turns tying each other up when we have a handyman, painter, plumber, etc., or an electrician like you, over to give us an estimate. There actually is no job, but none of the men who've come by have complained. They just tell their boss they gave an estimate and that we'll call if we want to hire them."

"So, what we invite you to do, with my assistance, is use your hands and any of the things on that table over there to play with, arouse, torment, and satisfy Lynn," she continued. "I will assist you and make suggestions on what Lynn likes. Are you interested, James?"

I was shocked beyond words. Seeing Lynn tied up as she was gave me an immediate hard-on. These women were both gorgeous, and looking at the things on the table; it seemed that they wanted me to spank, flog, whip, and vibrate this restrained woman until she was 'satisfied.' What red-blooded male could resist their offer?

"Count me in!' I replied excitedly.

Then she led me to the table.

"You'll be able to use any of these things during your session with Lynn, but I find it often helps to start with your hands. Go ahead and explore her body, and be sure to investigate any openings you come across."

So, I walked over to where Lynn was tied up and looked her over. She was naked, except for a large black leather collar with a chain dangling between her full breasts, and had a ball gag in her mouth. Her arms were tied to straps from above, and her feet were spread wide and strapped below, leaving her totally exposed. What a beautiful woman she was, helpless and apparently wanting to be caressed and tormented by me!

I placed my hand on her waist, and she smiled at me. She was unable to speak due to the ball gag, but her smile told me she was okay with my touching her and looked forward to it. Per her roommate, I should begin by exploring her with my hands, so I decided I would. I moved my hands up to her breasts and cupped them. They were large and firm, and I found myself getting more aroused as I fondled them. Soon, I was squeezing them and rolling her nipples, and hearing her muffled moans as I did so. She let out an attempted sigh of pain when I pinched her nipples fairly hard.

"Don't let any noises she makes bother you, James. She will love everything you do with her. She loves CMNF play."

With that as my incentive, I moved on to her head and arms. I caressed her face, grazing her cheeks, and ran my hands up her arms. She was muscular, and yet she had soft skin. She sighed gently as I touched her arms, obviously enjoying it. Then I moved to her hips and ran my hands behind to her rear. I grabbed her cheeks and squeezed them. I walked around behind her and spread her cheeks, finding an inviting rosebud waiting there. She moaned as my hands roamed between her cheeks, caressing her up and down her crack.

Then I moved to her front and ran my hands up her inner thighs, eliciting a squirm and sigh from her. I continued up her thighs to her exposed snatch, where I ran a finger up her slit, opening it and finding her very wet with arousal. I caressed her up and down a few times, and her moans told me she enjoyed it.

"Now that you've checked her body, would you like to give her a bit of torment to arouse her further?" the roommate asked.

"Yes, I would. What do you suggest I use first?" I asked.

"I'd suggest a paddle to her ass, since you asked."

So, I chose a paddle with a round handle and a perforated blade. I stepped back over to Lynn and positioned myself to one side and behind her, and gave her a nice swat on one cheek. She flinched a little, but her roommate spoke.

"She likes it a lot harder than that, James."

So, I smacked her other cheek much harder, yielding a loud "smack" and a muffled "Ah" from Lynn.

"That's better!" the roommate stated.

I continued to paddle Lynn's ass while she continued to sigh and squirm with each blow. After some minutes and many strikes, I relented and stopped.

"Very good, James. How about trying a flogger on her breasts? She likes that, too."

"Nod if you'd like that, Lynn," I asked her.

She quickly nodded her head, so I picked up a flogger.

"Can we remove the ball gag? I'd love to hear her as she's experiencing this."

"Sure, if you want. There are no neighbors to hear her screams, only us."

So, I approached her and took the ball gag off her. Her reaction of great relief told me she appreciated it even before she could speak.

"Oh, Thank You, James!" she finally got the words out.

"You're welcome. I wanted to hear you and also give you a chance to tell me to stop if you need to."

"I like the strikes and pain, and despite my outbursts, it usually arouses me, so I doubt I'd ask you to stop. If I do, ask if I mean it, okay?"

"Sure. I'll do that."

Then I traced the leather stands over her exquisite breasts, teasing them and running the leather over her nipples to be sure they got nice and erect. Then I swung the flogger into the side of her closest tit, and she jerked with a muffled sigh. I repeated the motion on her other breast and began a back-and-forth swinging of the flogger such that it hit the outside of both breasts, sometimes hitting her nipples as it passed. She flinched with each strike, and her sighs continued when I stopped and spoke to her roommate.

"What's next on your usual agenda?"

"More of the same to other parts of her body, like her ass and cunt. You could try another impact tool, like a riding crop or cane, if you want."

"Okay."

I returned the flogger and picked up a riding crop. When I went back to Lynn, I was still drawn to her breasts, so I lifted her nipples with the crop's leather tip and teased her a little.

"You like being treated like a slut, don't you?" I asked Lynn.

"Yes, and being talked to like one, too," she added, smiling.

After that, I felt justified in striking her tits again, hitting on the tops and bottoms. She sighed in pain as I hit her with the crop, but given what she had said about the pain arousing her, I continued. After a few minutes of my striking her breasts and nipples and hearing her sighs of pain, I decided to move on. Her inner thighs were my next target, and I struck them with the crop, hitting back and forth between them to strike both thighs. Lynn cried out as her sensitive skin felt the tip of the crop.

"Do you like that on your slutty thighs, you naughty girl?" I asked.

"Yes, but harder."

So, I struck her harder, taking more time to make sure the leather tip snapped against her soft skin, to give the best effect. She cried out with each strike, but that only encouraged me to strike her with more snap on each hit.

"Can I make a suggestion?" her roommate called to me after a minute.

"Sure."

"You could use the crop on her cunt now. Go ahead and open her up first."

"Isn't that too much?"

"Not at all. When the pain reaches a certain point, the arousal outweighs the pain and gives her great pleasure. She may even come if you keep it up!"

"Okay. Then let's do it," I agreed.

So, I stopped striking her thighs and used my hand to open her slit and expose her tender folds and clit, and I noticed she was sopping wet. I moved to strike her cunt. I hit upward into the vee of her legs, aiming for her cunt and being quite accurate. She cried out with the sting of the crop on such a sensitive spot, and as the crop repeatedly hit her, it often hit her swollen clit. She screamed a few times after my accurate hits, and I knew the pain she must be feeling, so I slowed my strokes.

"Give me all you've got, James. Don't be a wuss. I'm such a slut, a needy cunt who deserves the pain. I want it!" Lynn dared me.

Wuss, huh? Well, I don't think so. I refocused on striking her clit with the tip of the crop and making it sting, and she screamed in agony with each hit. I was now very accurate with my aim, and she was squirming for all she was worth, trying in vain to escape my consistent hits. Her clit was afire with pain, and if her roommate was to be believed, a bit of pleasure as well. I continued, and she screamed all the more. Suddenly, she yelled out.

"Stop! Please stop!" she hollered.

I stopped and asked, as she requested, "Are you sure?"

"Yes! You win! It just hurts too much."

"Okay. But did you get aroused?"

"Yes, but the pain was too damned much."

"Okay, then I'll use the vibrator on you now to give you some relief."

"Oh, thank you, but that will also hurt since I'm so sore already."

The roommate chimed in, saying, "It may hurt, but it will get you off, Lynn. You know you need it!"

"You little slut! I'll remember this when you're up here next time," Lynn replied to her roommate.

I went to the table and traded the crop for a vibrator. When I returned, I put my hand on her cunt and caressed it, which seemed to relax her. Then I touched the vibrator to her, starting at the bottom of her slit, pressing it lightly against her opening and sliding it up. She seemed to like the calmer feeling it gave her... until I reached her clit. She jerked immediately and squirmed as the buzzing tool assailed her ultra-sensitive spot, still on fire from the cropping. She screamed with an ecstasy so intense it hurt, but I kept it up. Soon, she started to spasm and squirt her juices, moaning loudly in painful pleasure. The roommate was laughing at her happy predicament, a clit so sensitive it hurt to be touched, but touching it was giving her an intense, though hard-earned, orgasm. She came with abandon and squirted repeatedly until she was spent, then hung limp on the straps, exhausted.

"You did well, James, and as a reward, you may fuck her," the roommate told me. "Just lose the clothes and have at her while she's still alive with afterglow."

So, I did. The clothes came off, and I stood before her. She was still out of it from the intensity of her orgasm, but I spanked her cunt with a few upward flips of my penis, then pressed my hard-on into her. It slid in easily, and I began pumping her, thrusting deep. I was up to the hilt in two thrusts and continued to fuck her with gusto. She felt my intrusion and fell into a rhythm with me, pushing against my thrusts to feel my deepest penetration. She had nothing left to squirt, but she did jerk with the arousal she experienced yet again. I soon felt my climax coming, groaned loudly, and jerked when I came, spurting my load into her, over and over. When I finished and she was filled, I pulled out, some of my spunk dripping out of her.

Her roommate came over and gave me a towel to clean myself, then began to undo the straps restraining Lynn. When she was free, her roommate helped her to the nearby sofa.

"Thank you for the enjoyable afternoon, ladies!" I told them.

"Thank you!" the roommate said.

"Yes, thank you, James!" Lynn said, then added in an inviting voice, "I enjoyed the pain and pleasure you gave me, and your concern for my feelings! Do come again when we call for another estimate. You never know which of us you'll find tied up, waiting for you!"