Tied over a stool, leg spreader in place, Mistress began with the whip across my ass cheeks. I cried out but held back the safe word. It would only stop this stage, not the next, and I would fail entry into the club.

Tears streaked my face as she moved behind me, the whip striking between my cheeks before curling forward to lash across my balls and cock. I went totally limp, only held upright by the restraints.

The sex starved members then took their pleasure in my mouth and ass as my wife watched via the live stream.