The ass whipping dance

Having such a good feedback on our whipping stories, here is the next episode “The ass whipping dance”:

ass whipping danceHello my name is Mandy and I am a striptease dancer.

I am 25 years old and have at best two more good years ahead of me. Until then I must have earned enough money, so I do not need to have financial worries after my carrier.
ass whippingI live very frugal and enjoy the simple life in a small town. After five years of dancing I have already managed to buy a small house. I drive a small car and I was able to save up some tens of thousands of dollars. No more than three years and I can lead a normal life.
I was not always a dancer. After graduating at high school, I worked at a company as a receptionist. The pay was good, but the job was incredibly boring. Also my colleagues were not always friendly to me.

After some time I realized that I did not enjoy working for this company. So I quit and began to look for another job. Temporarily I had to move back to my parents. The job search was pretty frustrating, refusals only.
One day I came across a newspaper advertisement. “Wanted, a nightclub dancer”. I’ve always had talent for dancing. So I contacted them.
After an informal audition, I was hired and so began my career as a go-go dancer. The income was not bad, although the disco opened only on weekends. “How much could I ass whippingearn, if I was able to dance at any day of the week?”, I thought, and started looking around at other nightclubs for work.
At some point I realized that most of the nightclubs were actually not looking for gogo dancers, but for striptease dancers. Naked in front of strangers? First time imagining such a scenario, I had inhibitions. But after I thought about it, I said to myself “why not try?”
Fairly quickly I found a club where I could start immediately and the job exceeded my expectations. I earned so much money, more than I would ever be able to spend, so I thought.
After a year I was able to buy my house. And so it went on. I made a lot of money and bought a lot of cool things I’ve always wanted.
But I missed my normal life. Finally to sleep again at night, to stroll in the sun at daytime, normal shopping hours, meeting friends, all that was missing.
ass whippingEventually I heard about a new club that was looking to hire striptease dancers. I went there unannounced. Unfortunately I found only a barmaid. The two owners were not there, but she fixed an appointment for me, in the late afternoon for audition. The club looked very classy and I knew immediately that it would not be easy, to get engaged here.
So I went to the hairdresser and got myself some very fine lingerie in a fancy shop.
Just in time I was at the club. The two owners were sitting in front of the stage. Easy to identify. No doubt, they owned this place. There were already some girls dancing and even a few more waiting.

When it was my turn, I slowly began to dance. The two were obviously bored by my presentation. One said: “Hey Mandy, if you want to work here, you have to step on the gas.”
I wriggled around the pole, turned, pulled my legs as high as never before, made ass whippingincredible poses. The two were still not satisfied. “Come out of your shell,” said the Major, “or at least undress, maybe you’ve got great tits and that could be enough.”
I took off my clothes, even my panties, I turned around and shook my bare ass. Just when I wanted to turn back, I heard a weird noise. One owner had risen a real whip and held  it in his hand. “Now girl, you better show us what you’ve got or you are up for an ass whipping.”
At first I wanted to flee from the scene, but I really wanted this job. I danced on and on, showed tons of new figures. The owners showed no enthusiasm.
WOSHHH! The first blow struck my ass. It burned horribly. But I did not give up and kept dancing. CRACKKK! The next lash struck me even harder. Red welts decorated my ass. I came here to audition not for ass whipping, I thought instantly. But my ass was further whipped. I felt biting pain ass whippingon my ass and my legs already hurt incredibly. My whipped ass felt like it was already bleeding.
“Now you are starting to make an effort. If you keep going, maybe you can get this job.”

But he did not stop the ass whipping. I pleaded with him, he should finally stop the ass whipping. Then his friend held his arms. He told him to stop before I would be seriously injured and couldn’t dance anymore.
Finally I had the job. I walked out and and never came back again.

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BDSM whipped

…and here is “BDSM whipped” by Svenja, a continuation of our illustrated whipping stories series, Svenja, here you go…

bdsm whippedHi, my name is Svenja and my husband is a sadist.

I am 26 years old and married to Andrew for two years. He is 45 years old and works as a real estate agent. We have met over the Internet on a site that specializes in matchmaking.

Originally I come from Russia, from a small village and I’ve always wanted to get away from there. Shortly after school, at the age of 18, I moved to Moscow and started to work as a secretary at a small company. Every day I worked pretty hard for at least ten hours, so neither was there much time left for amusements, nor did I have the energy left for it.
Of course, here and there on weekends, there were a few “candidates” who were allowed to take a closer look to my bedroom.
bdsm whippedMy life went on like this for a few years, but eventually I realized that it was not too satisfying. I felt like it was time for a solid relationship. I wanted someone to share my life, someone I could talk to when I come home in the evenings, no more dinners alone and especially no more lonely nights in my bed. I knew that Russian men can not ever have a harmonious partnership, unfortunately almost all of them are alcoholics. For that reason I started looking around on various foreign dating sites, in hopes of findingfor Mr. Right.
One day I discovered Andrew. He was an Englishman who worked in Spain, really good-looking and it seemed like he was very impressed by me too.
After a few meetings and a few months of long-distance relationship, I finally moved to Spain. The first time with him was so amazing. Everything was like I had imagined it as a little girl, dreaming of my the fairy-tale prince. I found my home. Well, I thought I did…

Unfortunately, at some point I came back to reality. With increasing frequency he came home from work totally drunk and we argued for ever. I mean, that was exactly the point why I decided not to get in a relationship with a Russian and now his behavior seemed even worse.
I already knew that we weren’t up to a happy end, but hope dies last….

bdsm whippedOne night he did not appear at home at all. In the early morning hours I bdsm whippedheard the slamming of car doors and loud shouting and singing. Andrew and his Spanish colleague Guille were drunk at the door and tried to get in. I went downstairs, opened the door and shouted at Andrew:
“How dare you, get home in bdsm whippedthe morning and on top of that you are totally drunk?”
“Shut up bitch or I’ll knock you down!”, he shouted back loudly.
“Piss off, you bastard, and don’t forget to pick up your friend!”
“I told you to shut up, now you get what you deserve!”

bdsm whippedAfter these words, I had to learn the hard way,  that he is bdsm whippednot only a drinker, but also a nasty sadist. Andrew told Guille to hold me for a moment, “I need to get some things…” he said and  went inside. When he returned, he had a few items with him. Long ropes and whips. I immediately began to cry, I begged him not to hurt me, but his sadistic instinct already had taken over control, there was no turning back.

bdsm whipped“Now you’ll get a new life experience – you will get bdsm whipped!” Andrew claimed with a sadistic smile in his face. “What are you talking about? What the fuck is bdsm whipped?”, I screamed hysterically. “Just watch and you will know”, he said while they took off all my clothes brutally.

bdsm whippedbdsm whippedNow they used the rope to tie my wrists to the door knobs and then I stood there, completely at the mercy of the two sadists. The Spanish guy pushed my legs apart and in the moment the first strike hit my ass. I howled, told Andrew that I love him and apologized, because I had yelled at him. But he would not listen to reason. He whipped me on and on. Suddenly the spanish pervert tied a whip to my foot and ripped up my leg. I had to balance on one leg, while Andrew continued attacking me, now he was striking with a short two-ended whip, an “Argentinien dogwhip” he advised with drunken words.

My whole ass was burning and it felt like there was no single inch that was not damaged, but they showed no mercy, the punishment went on for another 15 minutes, which felt like hours to me…

…finally he stopped beating me up and pushed me into the house. I saw myself in the mirror – my whole ass was full of deep red belts. Now I understood, I got BDSM whipped!

On the next day, I flew out of the house a few minutes after Andrew drove to work. I went to the airport and booked a one-way ticket to Moscow. Bye bye Spain…

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My first whipping story

Hi guys, we are introducing a series of whipping stories, cute Sidney starts out with her first whipping story, enjoy:

Hi, my name is Sidney and I’m addicted to shopping. My husband is a banker, so I can spend money without thinking, at least that’s what I always thought. I am crazy for beautiful silky lingerie and high patent boots. They are not only for MY pleasure …:) but unfortunately this life of luxury should come to an end soon…

Lately I went shopping with my best girlfriend. At Gucci’s we have seen some wonderful boots. I fell in love immediately and bought them. TEN pairs of them!
One week later, we received the invoice, my husband called me and said, either I’d going to reduce my shopping or he’d send me to the FCC, the Female Correctional Center. Of course I did not want to give up all the nice stuff, so I chose the punishment. I was supposed to learn and improve because money does not grow on trees, you have to work for it, HARD!

I can say one thing right away, the FCC is a unique device. I had things happening there, which I will recall forever, they will always stick in my mind…

In the first week everything was quite okay, but soon the problems started, because of this lingerie. Of course I did not want to wear these prison regs, I’m used to something different!. They are simply too uncomfortable and scratchy, causing an unpleasant feeling at the pussy and they are pinching the ass. I wanted my silk underwear back. My roommate did tell me of a woman who dealt with underwear. Funny, not? But finally I was caught, unfortunately.

These sadistic wardens and guards dragged me into the workshop in the afternoon and then they got started right away. First they just insulted me, but I did only laugh at them. Really, what could they do to me, that hasn’t been done to me before?

getting undressedAt this point they became quite wild and I had to undress me. From then on I knew it was serious. One of the wardens told me to turn over, spread my legs apart and make me hold on to the bench. I thought he wanted to frisk me, to see If I did not have any weapon hidden between my legs.
But what happened then, I had not calculated upon. Indeed did beat me … whipped my ass …with a real whip!!! I have no idea where this instrument of torture came from. But what I know is that the pain came down simultaneously with the roar of the whip. This pain can’t compare with a little slap on the bottom. Of course the latter also burns somehow, but ass whipping hurts like hellfire and the pain lasts forever! It really bites like crazy. But that was only the beginning…

ass whippingThe lashes came faster and faster, after the 10th strike, I wasn’t able to keep counting. I was close to passing out. My buttocks and thighs were full of pain. Then he finally made a break, but only for a few seconds. He selected a different whip. It was much thicker and had red color. My guess is, my ass probably had a similar color at this point. I think I’ve seen that kind of whip before on TV. Sure enough, it was a BULLWHIP!!!

Then he started whipping me from the side. He hit my tits, my belly, my slot, …but… to my surprise, … it did not hurt so much anymore… weird, I kind of started liking it…

Honestly, I started to enjoy the agony. I do not know if this was the way, this training was intended by my husband, was it!? I was supposed to learn my lesson, namely not to be wasteful, but now I finally got an enjoyment, one I could easily get addicted to…I already loved it…

At some point I noticed that they had the whole thing on camera…

A couple of days later, back outside, they sent me loads of photos and the whole movie, in top quality.

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What are you waiting for? Am I supposed to savour my first ass whipping alone?

Hope to see you guys soon at whipped women, Sidney