Mixed Emotions Ch. 09

The group were stunned by her reply. Todd leant over and gave her a kiss. "Thank you, my darling. That was an amazing reply. I am certain that Dana feels the same way and I am extremely hopeful that we can live together as a threesome."

"So Todd, does Dana know that you and Trudi are sleeping together this week?" asked another student.

"Absolutely. Once Trudi confessed to her arrangements on our trip out here I phoned Dana and told her the situation and asked if she would permit me to have sex with Trudi. She said that was fine."

"Just like that, no catches, having to pay anything back, no grudges, nada?" asked another student.

"Well, it wasn't quite as easy as that. Under the terms of our unwritten polyamory agreement," he looked at Trudi, "An agreement that Trudi and I will also have to make if she is to come into the polyamory relationship, I have to ask permission from Dana before I have sex with anyone else. She may not withhold her agreement unreasonably, in other words, she has to give permission unless there is some very real and pressing reason not to. I can't give an example because I can't think of a reason why I would not allow her, or Trudi for that matter, to have sex with someone else. However, the person being asked is allowed to make one reasonable condition. In this case Dana needed to know that birth control would be used. Once that assurance was given, then she gave permission. However, there is always a price. Dana's parents have a Dungeon in their basement with some devilishly clever bits of apparatus for applying sexual torture. Dana and I spent a lot of last weekend in that room and in retrospect it was really fun, although I did freak out when I thought my mock castration was for real for a few moments." The students laughed or grinned at this possibility. "So whenever a person asks permission then the person being asked has the right to impose a punishment on the person asking. So I know I am in for a punishment this weekend. Definitely worth it, though," he said, smiling at Trudi again.

"The other thing that happened while I was talking with Dana was that she asked if she could have sex with another guy during the week if she got horny thinking about Trudi and I together. I agreed to that; well, it wasn't reasonable for me not to, was it? The other thing we agreed upon with our polyamory agreement is that when we next meet for a sexual encounter, the person who asked permission will give graphic and intimate details of their encounter with the other person. So this weekend I have to look forward to being punished by Dana, punishing Dana, telling her all the details of Trudi and me for the week and hearing details of her sexual adventures for the week. It should be a great weekend."

Much of what Todd had said so frankly to the group was news to Trudi. She wondered, for example, what Todd would be telling Dana about their sex for the week. However, she didn't have any grave concerns because everyone in the family seemed to be so open to anything sexual that it was easy to just accept that the truth would be told without embellishment or falsehoods being required. She felt a great sense of freedom being associated with a group that was so open and non-judgemental.

One of the attached guys spoke up.

"So, Todd, if Trudi, you, my girl Lyn here and I entered into a polyamory agreement now, could we swap partners tonight?"

"Maybe it's not that easy," replied Trudi, pre-empting Todd's reply, "There would have to be agreement by all parties involved."

"So assuming there was that agreement, could we then swap partners tonight?"

"In theory, yes," said Todd, answering the question at last, "But I speak for myself when I say that I intend to sleep with Trudi tonight provided that Trudi does not choose another partner herself. Obviously, I cannot speak for her, she may want to sleep with you or not, that is entirely her choice. One of the things about polyamory is that the freedom to choose to do something impacts on other people and so can only be made by taking into account the desires of everyone concerned."

Trudi was quick to add, "Good try, but no thank you. This week I'm a one person person and that person is Todd. Not that I'm ruling out the suggestion in future, just not now."

"OK," replied the guy who asked the question, "Just interested in your response. I'll probably get hell all night from Lyn for even thinking the question, let alone asking it."

Todd added, "Remember what we said about possessing a person. If Lyn feels that she possesses you that is the only reason why she'd give you hell for your question. If she was interested in ensuring your happiness because she loved you that much, then there would be no reason to give you anything except love."

The group went silent for a few minutes as they thought about the implications of what they learned tonight. Todd and Trudi decide to go star watching.

"If you'll excuse us, we're going star watching," said Trudi, "It's rare to get such a clear, moonless night especially in the light-polluted cities we live in so we're going to make the most of it."

"Breakfast at 7am," reminded the lecturer, "If you get lost we'll send a search party tomorrow. Goodnight."

"Goodnight all," replied Todd as they left.

They walked away, arms around each other, until they found a clearing away from the camp lights. They sat down and waited while their eyes became accustomed to the dark.

"What an interesting discussion," said Trudi. "Do you really think there's a chance that Dana you and I can all live together in peaceful, sexy harmony?"

"It is my fondest dream," replied Todd. "I can think of nothing that would be closer to heaven than to have the two most wonderful women in the world in bed with me. Even apart from the sex, just having you two living with me in the same house would be fantastic. I just can't wait for you to meet Dana; she's fabulous. You'll get on together like wildfire."

"At present I think it would also be heavenly. I wonder if it will happen? Where would we live, do you think?"

"Dana mentioned that her parents have allowed her to move out of her small bedroom and into the guest suite with a large bed. Hopefully we could all live there, at least temporarily. She did say that she expected me to go and live there with her, obviously she didn't invite you at that stage though. Her parents are wonderful. It was they who started this polyamory thing. They have a great pool at their place too – everyone lazes around the pool and swims naked. In fact from when I arrived to when I left I can't remember wearing any clothes at all. I probably did, but if so it would only be a pair of boxer shorts. Marcie, Dana's mother, thinks she's well-dressed if she's wearing a see-through pool wrap that comes down to only just cover her pussy. She even answers the door like that. I have never met a family that is so totally uninhibited about nudity and sex. I do hope you can stay with them this weekend. I'd love to get you into the Dungeon," he gave her an anticipatory smile, "I wonder how I would torture you first," he mused.

"Why would you want to torture me at all," asked Trudi, horrified at the thought.

"After a while pain is transformed into pleasure by your brain. Mild torture, the kind that doesn't leave any marks and is certainly not permanent, enhances sexual feeling so you cum very much harder. While sex is fantastic with you this week, I sometimes wonder what it would be like with a little painful pleasure added in. You'll have to experience it yourself to fully understand."

"Oh, well, I do trust you sweetheart so if that's what you want then that's what we'll do. I assume I have equal rights to torture you, don't I?"

"Of course darling, I'm looking forward to that. Now, look at those stars. Aren't they awesome?"

"They are. I love you so much, honey. Let's just lie here for a while together and watch the stars."

They lay there for an hour, watching the stars, identifying those they knew, and then they headed back to their cabin, showered together and climbed into bed to make gentle, sweet love before dropping off to sleep in each other's arms.



They entered the Dungeon and placed their drinks and trays of snacks on the tables. David, in particular, was curious as this was his first visit. He wandered over to the equipment and had a look but that didn't satisfy his curiosity because he had no idea what it was for or how it worked. However, he was keen to know what Gabby had been on here.

"When you came here, Gabby, what did you do?"

Gabby blushed a little at the thought of telling her father what happened here. So she kept it as simple as possible.

"I was tied to this machine," indicating the stepper, "And had to step to keep myself up at a certain height. If I stepped too slowly I would sink down and then my pussy would rub on the rope between my legs that was supported on the machine and a stand over here," she said, indicating where the stand had been placed.

"Oh. So did the rope hurt your pussy?"

"Oh yes, it sure did. I couldn't keep stepping for the 30 minutes and eventually I was more or less just resting on the rope as it pressed into my pussy. It really hurt to begin with but then the pain sort of turned me on and I came."

"Oh," replied her father, "So you enjoyed it? Would you do it again?"

"Absolutely I enjoyed it, though mainly in retrospect rather than when it was happening. Yes, I would do it again."

"So what did you do when you were here?" he asked turning to Pam.

Pam also blushed. "I came – twice," she said in a small voice. "I wasn't tortured or anything, I just received a wonderful massage and came. It was fantastic. Remember, it was the first time I had experienced an orgasm. Yes, I would certainly do it again, although I prefer to cum on your cock now."

It was David's turn to blush.

"I'm sorry," he said, placing his arm around Pam's waist and giving her a gentle kiss.

"That's OK," replied Pam, "Sometime I'll get to punish you for all those years without an orgasm. Marcie, what would you recommend?"

"Hmmm, I think a bit of ball stretching would be a good idea. It certainly sorted out Greg and Todd when we stretched their balls. Come over here, David."

David followed Marcie to the ram set in the floor while Marcie got the correct attachment and gear from the cupboard.

"Now, the one thing we do have to do before we start is to allocate a safe word. David, what safe word should we have tonight? The idea is that it must be a word which we won't use in any other context and we've been using fruit and vegetable names so far. So what is tonight's word?"

"Asparagus would be a good one."

"Right, asparagus it is. So if anyone says asparagus then whatever is happening at that time to that person stops immediately and the person is completely released as quickly as possible. The other thing is that until Gabby turns 18 in a few days' time she cannot be fucked. In fact last time we had a non-penetration policy with her, which didn't stop her masturbating with a vibrator. Right, David, you're on first. Come over here. While I'm setting David up, Greg, can you please organise something for Pam. Dana and Gabby, I'm sure you can find something to occupy your time. There are a few new things in the cupboard you might like to try."

Marcie set up the ball stretching attachment to the ram and fastened David in the hand loops. She then attached the device to his balls, ensuring that the circulation was not cut off, and took it down to two pounds tension. David felt his balls being pulled down but so far it was not painful, mainly just uncomfortable.

"Now, that's two pounds tension. Greg went to 9 pounds the other day and Todd went to seven, but then a quick burst to nine before being released. So ten pounds is your target tonight. Let's see how you go. I'll take it to five pounds for you."

She lowered the ram a little, watching the gauge until it reached five pounds. David was sweating by now and was obviously quite uncomfortable.

"OK, that's five pounds. I'll leave you at that for a few minutes so your balls can get accustomed to it. I notice your cock seems to be enjoying it though," she gave his cock a few rubs, "Nice and hard just as I like them."

David grimaced at the movement of his cock but had to admit that this was turning him on. She wandered over to see what Greg had organised for Pam.

Greg had Pam on the frame, her wrists and ankles were fastened in the loops and she was spread-eagled. He was setting up the vacuum cups for her breasts and pussy.

"The pussy one may not work so well with the pussy hair. You'll probably have to use lots of lube to stop the air getting in," she told him.

"OK, thanks. I did wonder about that."

Marcie had a look to see what Gabby and Dana were up to. They had obviously been into the cupboard and had found some of the new pieces of equipment that Marcie had purchased. Dana had Gabby lying on the bed, tied at wrists and ankles to the corner attachments, feet widely spread, and was in the process of attaching the spring clips Marcie had bought to her nipples. Gabby had her eyes closed, face screwed up in pain, as the clips bit into her sensitive parts.

"Dana, just note the time for those," said Marcie, "They may cut off her circulation so only leave them on for 15 minutes maximum."

"OK Mom, thanks," acknowledged Dana.

Marcie then returned to David whose balls had by now stretched a little further downwards and reduced the tension on them. Marcie increased the tension to 9 pounds causing David to moan in pain as he felt the weight pulling inside his abdomen. Getting a handful of oil, Marcie started masturbating David's cock for real, watching him closely for signs that he was approaching orgasm. After a few minutes of this she checked the gauge and adjusted the tension upwards again to 9 pounds. She then checked on Pam, who by now had suction cups on her breasts, which had swollen to fill the cups. Greg was in the process of applying the pussy cup.

"Marcie, can you hold this here please while I open the suction valve. I need two hands to hold it in place because of the hair so it makes it difficult."

Marcie turned on the suction as Greg held the cup in place and they were rewarded with the sight of Pam's clit and pussy being sucked into the cup. Pam was grimacing, watching her pussy anxiously as it enlarged to almost fill the cup completely. Marcie turned off the valve and Greg removed the tube and turned the pump off.

"How are you going, Pam?" asked Marcie.

"The pain is wearing off fortunately. My breasts seem to be going numb, which is quite a relief. I guess my pussy will as well."

Marcie checked on David. The gauge was down to eight pounds so Marcie increased it to 10 without telling David. David immediately started groaning.

"Oh no, don't, not more, that's too much, oh no, reduce the tension, please, please."

Marcie noted that there was no safe word so told him he had another five minutes at that tension then she would masturbate him until he cums.

She watched Greg continue Pam's torture. He went behind Pam, taking the multi-tailed whip from the cupboard. Whack! Pam screamed, feeling the relatively gentle stroke of the whip across her arse cheeks. Whack! Another also gentle stroke from the other side. Each stroke set the cups jiggling, further torturing her breasts and pussy.

"How were those strokes?" asked Greg.

"They stung at first but the pain soon receded," replied Pam. "Were they hard strokes?"

"No, they were quite soft and gentle. Do you want some hard strokes?"

"A bit harder but not too hard please."

Greg gave her a quick succession of 10 more strokes on her back, arse and backs of her thighs, starting gently and becoming harder. By the end of that Pam was crying.

"Ooohh, those last few were so painful," she sobbed, "I don't want any more like that. But then again, a part of me accepted those as being exactly what I want. It is so freeing to be whipped and helpless because it's not as though I can do anything about it. Please beat me some more."

Greg listened to the confused words that Pam spoke and was unsure what to do next. He went to see Marcie.

Marcie was watching David's tension gauge, increasing the tension to maintain a pull of 10 pounds as his balls slowly lowered. David was writhing in pain, obviously concerned for his manhood.

"Be careful, Marcie, it feels like you're ripping them off," he said.

"I'm keeping the tension at 10 pounds. As your balls stretch I need to increase the tension. I'm certain that 10 pounds won't rip them off. There's a video online of a guy lifting 440 pounds with his cock and balls. Anyway, it's time you came. That'll take your mind off the weight."

Greg mentioned what Pam had said and Marcie smiled, telling Greg to continue with moderately hard strokes. She added that Pam obviously enjoyed her pain, but to make certain it was not so hard that it broke the skin.

Marcie coated her hand with lubricant and started masturbating David, feeling him respond to her touch.

"That's right," she cooed in his ear, "Just relax and enjoy."

Marcie looked over to the bed to see how Dana was getting on with Gabby. Dana had found a thin cane in the cupboard and was tapping Gabby's clit with this, causing Gabby to gasp and writhe in a combination of lust and pain. Good girl Dana, thought Marcie. As she watched Dana changed her position, resting the cane on Gabby's clit while kneeling on the rest of the cane. She then lifted the end resting on the clit a couple of inches, bending the cane, and then released it.

"Oooowwww!" yelled Gabby, "That really hurt."

She was quiet for a few moments, recovering, then said to Dana, "Do it some more please."

Wow, thought Marcie, both Pam and Gabby are real pain sluts. This should be fun. She continued masturbating David, increasing the tension slightly to return it to 10 pounds. She had a look at his stretched ball sac. Hmmmm, I've got a ball stretcher in the cupboard, maybe I should fit that now and he can wear it for the rest of the evening. She stopped masturbating his cock, collected the longest ball stretcher she could find and fitted that around his stretched sac. There, she thought, that should give him something to think about even after she released the tension. She then resumed her masturbation of his cock.

There were occasional 'Ows' coming from Gabby as Dana continued caning her clit. Marcie noted that Dana was lifting the cane slightly higher each time she let it go, increasing the force of each blow. Gabby was doing well to take this punishment but appeared to accept and enjoy it as she had her eyes closed and was rolling her head side to side, obviously away somewhere in her mind.

Greg continued to whip Pam on her arse and now on the front of her thighs and her stomach. As Marcie watched he put the whip down and released the suction from the cups on her breasts. Pam jiggled them as much as she could to try to release the pain caused by returning circulation. Greg then started whipping her breasts gently at first, then harder, bringing moans from Pam. Marcie checked Gabby's breasts and noticed that Dana had removed the clips from those – good girl, thought Marcie, you'll make an excellent domme someday. Meantime she could feel that David was getting close. He was bucking his hips as much as he could so Marcie slowed her hand movements down, aiming to keep him on the brink for a few minutes before granting him release.

Greg removed the final cup from Pam's pussy, inspecting the swollen cunt lips and huge clit. An excellent target for my whip, he thought.

Whack! Greg brought his whip straight upwards between Pam's legs. Pam screamed.

"Aaaarrrggghhh! No, don't whip me there, no, no, oooohhh, it hurts so much, oooohhhh it hurts so good, oooohhh do it again, harder, please harder."