Chapter 6
No one really knows how a masochist develops or what factors make a person grow to find pleasure in pain and anguish and abuses, but the pages of the psychological casebooks are replete with such cases. It has been clearly established that for those who are susceptible to the pleasure-pain syndrome, the irresistible compulsion to seek those who will inflict pain and humiliation cannot be denied. But it has been pointed out often that many who are really turned on by pain and humiliation discover their true natures at various stages of their development, and the experts assume that many never discover this syndrome in their makeup at all.
The husband who permits his wife to dominate him and manage his existence is often suspected by the psychologists of being a non-practicing masochist. Unless he is thrust into the bizarre world of perverted sexuality, his nature may never become discovered.
Many of the practicing psychologists of today strongly suspect that stern and unyielding parents can predispose a young person to a state wherein masochistic elements of the personality grow and prosper.
Twins, because of their very relationship, seem to have a tendency to cling together and actually try to blend their personalities. It is quite common for one twin to assert quite definitely that he (or she) has actually been able to feel the other's pain and anguish. There have been many tests made in the laboratory trying to establish the truth of this belief. Twins have been hooked up to the electroencephalograph and one has been hurt while the other reacted. This phenomenon among twins has been pretty well documented by these experiments and the susceptibility to the anguish one twin knows can, apparently, be felt in some measure by the other. When two such young people are possessed of extremely masochistic personalities the results can be quite surprising.
John and Jean K. are two handsome young people who are severely masochistic in nature, and deeply involved with the pleasure-pain syndrome. Like so many other twins, they admit to an interest in sex when they were very young. John can't quite recall who was the aggressor, or just how things really started. He thinks that he had an interest in his pretty young sister even when they were very young. Of course, the details of the actual beginning of their sexual association are quite clear in his mind.
"We were almost fourteen," he says, "before we really did anything. Jean was really stacked and she is very pretty so I guess it was only natural for me to think about my sister as a female who could help me with the awful pains that I used to get in my balls. Jean was practically grown up and she had nice big boobs arid her legs were so pretty I'd get a rail on just looking at them. And that's just how things got started with us.
"Jean and I were always together, after school and on the weekends, and I would rather stay and be with Jeannie than play ball with the fellows or anything else.
"Both of our parents worked and so we had lots of time to spend together, and this one Saturday we were playing Monopoly on the living room floor and Jeannie was wearing a skirt and a blouse, and the way she was sitting I could practically see all the way up her leg. And I got myself one hell of a hard-on. After that, I couldn't sit on the floor and be comfortable, and when I tried to sit in a chair Jeannie asked me what was the matter. Then she saw what was the matter and her brown eyes got as big as saucers. She smiled and asked me why I had a hard-on. I was surprised that she knew all about such things but I didn't know what to say to her. Then she asked me if I would show it to her. She had never seen a boy's cock when it was hard. I didn't want to show it to her, but she just reached out and opened my pants, and when she got it out her eyes just stared and she was smiling. She put her hand around it and she wanted me to show her how I masturbated. When I told her I didn't do that, she laughed at me and told me I didn't have to lie to her. All boys jerked themselves off, she said, and girls did it, too. She said that if I would show her how I did it, she would show me how she did it.
"When Jeannie said that, it affected me and she was pumping her hand up and down on my dick, and just thinking that she would show me herself between her legs was too much for me and I started coming. She watched the stuff shoot out and then she began moving her hand up and down quickly and I was squirming in a kind of delightful agony. She was holding my cock so tightly I was afraid that the stuff wouldn't be able to get out but it did.
"She finished me with her hand and then she let me go. She told me to sit still and she'd get the sponge from the kitchen and clean the stuff up off the rug. When she finished mopping up she asked me if I would like to come into the bathroom with her and she would let me watch her masturbate. I went along with her quite willingly. Once we got inside the bathroom, she hiked her skirt up and then she pushed her panties down and I could see the hair on her crotch and the deep folds between her legs. She sat down on the toilet and spread her legs far apart and I could see the opening sort of sticky and covered with a shiny fluid. She showed me her various parts and then she showed me how she put her finger in and worked it in and out for a while, but then her face started to twist all out of shape and she looked like she was in pain. She put her fingertip on the little clit and she began rubbing it up and down furiously and then she came and I watched the whole business very interestedly. When she could get her breath again she asked me if I would like to do it for her and she would do it for me again a little later on. I was dying to touch her, and as soon as I did, I got another hard-on. She thought that was real funny but I didn't.
"I started playing with her and then I got the overwhelming urge to put my mouth over it. I told her I wanted to taste her and she said all right. She shoved her hips way out onto the edge of the seat and when I put my mouth up there she began moaning and squirming around and she was pushing my face tighter and tighter into her crotch all the while. She kept telling me to suck harder and move my tongue around, and when I did it she just lost all control and her whole crotch started shimmying and shaking and then she got so damned excited she slid right off the edge of the seat and banged my head onto the floor when she landed. She was coming with the wildest orgasm she had ever had, she said, and it didn't matter that I wasn't sucking her any more. I had already done what I was supposed to do for her and she was having herself a nice long time of real bliss. She was smiling at me with a clown look and she couldn't seem to breathe right. She was one hell of a mess and we both knew it. When it was all over, she said that she had never known she could have such wild sensations.
"When she was all right again, she got up and pulled her pants back on. Then she told me to sit down, and when I did she made me take my pants down and then my shorts and she began playing with me, and she told me, a little shyly, that she wanted to put it in her mouth, too. I didn't argue with her and when she started sliding her mouth up and down, I couldn't help it, I just started coming and I thought Jeannie would back away but she didn't. She was trembling and she slid her mouth upwards so that only the head was in her mouth and the stuff was piling up and it seemed like she was still sucking. When I finally stopped coming, she slid her mouth way down on it again and it felt awfully sloppy and wet and then she gulped it all down and she started sucking all over again. She was playing with my balls and that got me so worked up I couldn't sit still. She seemed to know that tickling my balls really turned me on so she just kept on doing it. When she made me come again, she went through the same routine again and she sucked me for a long time after it was all over. I was shaking and shivering when she finally quit. She sat back and smiled up at me and her eyes had a nice soft look in them, and her blonde hair was twisted all out of shape. She looked just like a little whore, I guess.
" 'Boy, you sure liked that,' she said.
" 'Sure,' I said. 'Who wouldn't?'
" 'I liked it, too,' she said slowly. 'Now I want you to suck me some more.'
"She just laid down right where she was and I began sucking her again and after a while she started sucking me too. She told me later that she had lots more fun if she sucked me while I did it for her. I could understand that easily enough. I kind of felt the same way.
"After that first time, Jeannie and I had sex all the time. I guess she was a natural-born oral type because she sure loved doing that to me, and I loved doing her, too, so we were very happy with our existence, and we were very close, probably more so than most kids. We just kept up our fun and games all the time and we both got to be very good at what we did for each other.
"Jeannie got so that she could make me scream with beautiful sensations while she was blowing me, and she would spend a long time sucking me and bringing me very close to orgasm, then she would sort of stop and it would all die down, and then she would start me all over again, and when she was finally ready to let me come, she would slide her leg across my head and put herself right in my mouth and then we would both come together.
"We kept up with the sex stuff all through high school, and right after we graduated we started working on each other every day, all day. We would hang around the house and fool with each other and then he down on the bed and really go at it. Maybe we were more sexy than most people, I don't know, but I do know that we would work ourselves into a state where we weren't even in this world and the house could have blown up and we would never know it.
"That's how we got caught.
"We were on the bed one afternoon, really going to town on each other, when my mother came home sick and walked right in on us. She let out one hell of a yell and Jeannie and I jumped like a couple of scared rabbits, which we were, I guess. My mother ran out of the room and we could hear her on the phone, talking to our father, telling him what she had found when she got home.
"Jeannie was scared to death. She was as white as a sheet and I guess I was too. She jumped up and climbed into her clothes and she was shaking horribly. She was really terrified, and I was too. I didn't know what they would do to us, but I knew that we were in one hell of a mess. I ran into my room and started putting my clothes on, too. My mother walked into my bedroom before I was finished dressing and she asked me how long we had been fooling around and I was too upset to answer her. She slapped me in the face, something she had never done before. I told her then how long we had been doing it, and she just shook her head.
" 'I've called your father,' she said. 'He can't get away right this minute, but as soon as he gets home we will decide what to do with you children. Until then, you stay in your room and Jeannie is to stay in hers. I'll tell her.'
"My mother turned around then and she marched into Jeannie's room and I could hear Jeannie crying and bellering and I just laid down on my bed, trying to figure a way out of the mess. After a while I heard the front door slam and then Jeannie came into my room. Her face was streaked with tears and she was still scared. She told me that my mother had called the family doctor and she was on her way to see him. She wanted to find out what to do with us.
" 'She's threatening to have us put away,' Jeannie said. 'She says we are tainted, and vile, and everything she can think of. We are really in for it.'
"Jeannie was quiet for a long time and she was still crying. She lit a cigarette and handed the pack to me. She smoked for a while and then she looked at me and I could see that she had an idea.
" 'I've got eight-five dollars that I saved up,' she said. 'We could run away. We're old enough to get along on our own. Maybe running away would be the nicest thing we could do.'
"We talked about it and we both agreed that running away would be the nicest thing in the world for us to do. Jeannie decided that we could tell people we were married, and even though we looked so much alike, no one would really know that we were brother and sister. We were really upset and not thinking too brilliantly so we finally agreed that we would pack what few things we wanted to take with us and leave the house before my mother got back. And that's what we did. It took us no time at all and within an hour we had left our home forever.
"We got on the bus and rode downtown and then we had to decide what we were going to do. Jeannie had it figured that we would hitchhike to the west coast and try to find jobs there and manage somehow to stay together. We would keep up the pretense that we were husband and wife. We were both eighteen and we felt that we could pretty much do as we pleased once we got out of town.
"We went to a motel right in our own community that first night. Jeannie went in and rented the place. She said that she and her husband were traveling and the car had broken down, so we just wanted to spend the night. She said the guy on the desk could not have cared less. He took her money and gave her a key and we went wild that night with sex, mainly I guess because we felt that we were free and on our own and Jeannie got herself laid for the first time. She made me promise to pull out when I was getting ready to come, and I did. She really loved getting screwed and when I pulled out, she twisted onto her back and grabbed my dick and sucked it till it came. She liked doing it that way and so did I and we tried it several times during the night, but most of the time we were locked together in a crazy sixty-nine. No one bothered us and we got damned little sleep.
"We checked out of the motel in the morning and walked till we reached the highway. A truck driver gave us a ride and we stayed with him for most of the day. He was a real nice guy and he believed that we were husband and wife. He bought us some hamburgers during the day and we were six hundred miles away from home by the time night came. The truck driver dropped us in front of a motel in the city where he was ending his run and he told us to stick to hitching the trucks. The guys had kids of their own and we wouldn't run into any unpleasantness.
"We had two suitcases with us and when we checked into the motel no one asked us any questions. They just took the money and gave us a key. We had another wild night again. We were no sooner inside the place than Jeannie wanted me to go down on her. She said that the truck driver had been so cute, she had been hot all day just being beside him. She was telling the truth. Her whole crotch was slippery and saturated with her juice.
She said she had managed to come a dozen or more times because every time the guy had shifted gears he had brushed her thigh and that was enough to set her off.
"After we had sated ourselves on sex for the time being, I had a chance to think about what Jeannie had said and it made me feel bad that she would want some other male, but then I had to realize that she was my sister and not my girl friend and that kind of sobered me. But she started playing with me while we were lying in bed and I forgot all about her yen for the truck driver. And finally, we slept.
"We did surprisingly well on the highways. No one bothered us and we tried to stick to the truck drivers and we made out fine with them. They were always good for hamburgers and the only money we had to spend was what we laid out for motel rooms.
"We got a ride with One truck driver that lasted all day and most of the night and we slept whenever he parked in the turnouts and slept, so we saved some money right there. One of the drivers told us that they were not supposed to pick up hitchhikers, it was against the insurance company rules, but they did it anyway, just to have some company on the long hauls.
"When we got to California everybody seemed to think that we were hippies arid we weren't, but after a week on the highways we sort of looked like hippies. We spent a night about fifty miles outside of L.A. and the next morning we hit the road real early, but we couldn't seem to make out on the freeways because the trucks couldn't stop very well. So we did a lot of walking and we were both pretty well exhausted when a nice new convertible pulled up and the girl driving it offered us a ride.
"We climbed into the car and the girl looked at us with a rather startled expression. She laughed and told us that we were just kids. She said, too, that she wasn't going very far but she would take us as far as she went. She was a real beautiful girl, with platinum blonde hair and nice gray eyes. Her long, slender fingers were tipped with platinum nail polish and she was wearing shorts. She was so pretty Jeannie asked her if she was a movie star. The girl laughed at that. She shook her head. She said that she and her husband lived up in the hills close to L.A. and she was on her way home from a visit with her mother.
"She asked us a lot of questions and when we told her we were husband and wife, she gave us a funny, penetrating look and she just didn't say any more about relationships.
"We sort of got to be good friends during the ride and when she was getting close to her home she asked us if we would like to visit with her and her husband overnight. She thought that Jeannie especially would appreciate a chance to take a bath and freshen up before we attempted to assault the big city. She said that if we would like to visit her and her husband we would at least have a good meal under our belts and, in the morning, we could ride into the city with her husband. We accepted her offer, sincerely grateful to her for her kindness.
"She and her husband lived in a big, beautiful house high above the city and they had big picture windows that looked down on the city streets. It was a beautiful house and we told her so.
"She led the way through the house and we found her husband sitting in a chaise out by the pool. She introduced us and we both liked her husband right away. He had blonde hair, too, but dark, sort of like Jeannie's and mine. His name was Mark and her name was Doris. Jeannie really flipped over the husband. She kept glancing at Mark and I could tell that she liked him. Doris caught her at it and a nice big smile made Doris's pretty face beautiful. She asked us if we would like some sandwiches and milk and then perhaps, if we wanted to, we could get cleaned up and go in for a dip in the pool. It was only about three in the afternoon and it was awfully hot so we said we would like something to eat and a swim.
"Doris took us along with her and showed us into a spare bedroom. There was a bathroom just next door. She left us td go and fix the sandwiches. She said that we would find swim suits in the bureau drawers because they had lots of company and they had lots of swimming suits around.
"Jeannie found herself a bikini that barely covered her, and after she showered she got into it. I found a pair of trunks that would do for me, and when we went outside again I saw Mark's eyes go over Jeannie's ripe and luscious figure and he sure liked her. Doris brought our sandwiches out, and after we ate, Jeannie and I went into the pool and Doris and Mark kept watching both of us, but mainly they were watching Jeannie as she swam and dove and really enjoyed herself. Doris and Mark were close together and they were doing a lot of talking together and I had the feeling that they were talking about us.
"Doris got up after a while and she went off into the house and Mark just sat there in his shorts and tee shirt, watching Jeannie and every move she made. Doris was tall, with long, lovely legs and when she came back to bring drinks for her husband and herself, I got a good look at her and she was really stacked. They sat for a long time sipping their drinks and watching us with big smiles on their faces.
"We stayed in the pool till it was time for Doris to start fixing dinner and she told Jeannie that she could help. That left me alone with Mark and he and I talked about the kind of work I would look for and then he asked about how old Jeannie and I were and when we had gotten married and where, and I realized that I did not have answers for people who were going to ask questions and we had never worked out that part of it. I didn't know it but Doris had Jeannie in the kitchen and was asking her questions, too. And, of course, we both said different things.
"We had a delicious dinner and then Mark and Doris said they would like us to come and visit with them in their study, because they wanted to talk to us. We went with them and their study turned out to be a big room with lots of funny-looking furniture in it. Doris and Mark sat down on a short couch facing another one and Jeannie and I sat on it. And it was Doris who started asking us questions about our marriage and everything. Jeannie and I knew right away that they didn't believe anything we had said.
" 'You kids are brother and sister,' Doris said. 'Now, suppose you start telling us the truth. Maybe we can do you some good, but unless you tell the truth, Mark will call the police and let them deal with you. It is quite apparent that you have run away from home and that you aren't married at all. Now, let's hear it.'
"Mention of the police scared hell out of both of us and we finally told them the truth. Not about the sex and all, just that we could not be happy at home and so we had taken off. We admitted that we were twins and we hoped that we could make a new life. When Doris asked us if we had been playing house together we denied even thinking of such things. Doris listened to us and she just smiled.
" 'Mark and I have talked about you two,' she said. 'We are convinced that you have been playing house together, so we are going to call in the police and let them take over. Their doctor will examine Jeannie and they will know right away what's been going on with you two, and, of course, if it develops that you have touched her, they will put you both away for a good long time. I'm awfully sorry, but we do have to turn you over to the police, and after they find out all about you they will do what is necessary.'
"Poor Jeannie. She went to pieces then. She started blubbering and bawling, and when Doris sat beside her and hugged her she told Doris the truth and she began begging Doris not to report us, just leave us alone. We would be all right. Doris kept trying to shut her up. She finally hauled off and slapped Jeannie across the face and that shut her up. It did more than that. All of a sudden Jeannie's face was soft and slack and her eyes were shiny, the way they got when she was exceptionally hot. Doris was watching her closely, and she seemed to know exactly how Jeannie was. She slapped her again, harder, and Jeannie started to shake, and her face got kind of a crazy look on it. Doris glanced over at Mark and grinned.
" 'I think we guessed right, darling,' she said. "I think they are both submissives. Let's find out, shall we?'
" 'By all means,' Mark said, grinning.
"Doris put her arms around Jeannie and hugged her tightly. Jeannie was still shaking and she was crying. Doris kissed her right on the lips and Jeannie shivered.
" 'I think Mark and I will keep you with us for a while,' Doris said. 'You don't really want to deal with the police, do you?'
"Jeannie shook her head, and Doris kissed her again. She squeezed Jeannie tightly and then let her go. She stood up and pulled Jeannie up onto her feet. Jeannie stood sort of slumped and still crying quietly, still trembling. Doris looked at me and she had a no-nonsense look on her face.
" 'You come along with Mark,' she told me. 'I'll handle Jeannie.'
"Mark stood up and so did I. I didn't know where we were going or what was going to happen next. Doris led the way out of the study and Jeannie went along with her like an obedient little puppy. And I guess I went along with Mark like another little puppy.
"Doris led us into a big bedroom with a massive round bed in the center of the room. It was a beautiful room with a couple of couches and several big chairs scattered around. There was a big heavy coffee table in front of a wall that was solid mirrors. The opposite wall was all mirrors too. Doris sat Jeannie down on the nearest couch and told me to sit down there beside her. Mark dropped into one of the chairs and he was wearing a big grin on his face. Doris lit a cigarette and stood in front of us, her gaze on Jeannie, and her smile practically glowing.
" 'We have decided to keep you kids,' she said.
'Mark and I dearly love sex and all of its pleasures and we want you to stay with us and we will all have fun together. Is that all right with you, Jeannie?'
"Dumb Jeannie. She was so damned hot she just looked up at Doris and nodded her head, but she didn't stop sniffing. Doris turned to face me and asked me if it was all right with me to stay and live with them and play games. I wanted to say no. I wanted to tell her that we just wanted to be let alone, but I didn't tell her anything. She stepped close to me and her hand flashed and I felt the blow in every part of me although she had just slapped my face. She stamped her foot and demanded an answer. I could feel a working, crawling sensation in my balls and in my thighs and I was all upset. She struck me again, even harder, and I splashed tears onto my hands, and when she lifted her hand again, I nodded my head, too. Mark was looking at me and he was a big guy and I knew that I was really afraid of him. He just sat there, watching Doris and me, and when I nodded, he smiled.
" 'That's fine,' Doris said, 'I think you two kids will like it here with us.'
"She turned back to look at Jeannie and asked her a question.
" 'Who are you hot for?' she asked. 'Me or Mark?'
" 'I don't know,' Jeannie said miserably. 'I'm just so awful hot.'
"Doris reached down and took Jeannie's hand. She pulled her up onto her feet and then she told Jeannie to undress. Jeannie didn't object. She didn't say a word. She began unbuttoning her blouse and she was looking at Mark as she got herself out of her bra. He sat forward and his eyes lit up when he saw Jeannie's pretty breasts. She really had beauties and Doris told her so. She cupped Jeannie's breasts in her palms and squeezed and Jeannie gasped as Doris hurt her. She started shaking all over again and Doris squeezed her some more.
" 'Are you coming, kid?' Doris asked her, watching her face closely.
"Jeannie nodded and Doris squeezed again and Jeannie almost fell. She straightened up and Doris kissed her on the lips and then she bent her head and sucked at each nipple. She bit down hard on one and Jeannie shook some more. Then she bit the other one and Jeannie responded beautifully.
"Doris began helping Jeannie out of her jeans and when Mark saw Jeannie's pretty hips and rounded butt he whistled softly. Doris turned to look at him and she was smiling.
" 'I told you she was a real beauty,' Doris said. 'We'll have so much fun with her, especially the way she responds.'
"Jeannie was standing there in her panties and Doris just reached out and peeled them down over Jeannie's hips and then she was naked, and looking at Mark with a sick, raw hunger in her eyes. Doris put her fingers between Jeannie's legs and Jeannie popped as soon as Doris touched her. Doris pushed her down on the circular bed and slid to the floor between Jeannie's legs. A moment later she was eating Jeannie with a fervor that was amazing. I glanced at Mark and he gave me a nice, sweet smile. He didn't say anything but it was obvious that watching the two girls had him all excited. He stood up and took his shorts off and he was build like a bull between the legs. His cock was enormous and his balls were so big my eyes popped. He started jerking himself off slowly and then he stopped. Doris had Jeannie writhing and screeching and I realized that for her this was the big leagues. The way she was reacting to Doris's mouth and tongue, she was going to tear herself apart. She was making all kinds of crazy noises and Doris's mouth was making a slurping sound as she drove Jeannie almost insane.
"Jeannie's whole body lifted up in the air in a big arch and then she plopped down again and it looked like she was unconscious. Doris stayed with her for a minute or two more, then she slid back onto her legs, sitting on them. She turned to look at Mark and she gave him a big, crooked smile.
" 'Sweeten her up for me, darling,' she said.
"Mark knelt between Jeannie's legs and he started working that big tool of his into her and Jeannie came alive again and she went nuts over that thing of his. He fell on top of her and she wrapped her legs around him and then she was swinging her hips up against him, trying to get all of him into her, and she did it. I don't know how, but she did it, and then she was gasping and panting and flipping up against him and she was screeching again like she was having some kind of a fit. I was so busy watching them I didn't notice Doris sliding over to where I sat until she began opening my pants and taking my cock out. She didn't say a word to me; instead, she bent her head and slid her mouth down over my hard-on and began wrapping her tongue around it and biting it very gently while she sucked with a power that just wasn't going to be denied. She had me spurting in just a few seconds and she swallowed slowly and her tongue kept busy all the while and she never once stopped sucking. My cock was hurting because she was exerting such tremendous suction but she didn't seem to care. When she was finished with my first orgasm, she slid her mouth off and she sat back and stared at me.
" 'Take your pants and your shorts off so that I can get at you,' she said. The way she sounded I was afraid not to do what she said, so I stood up and slipped my shoes off and then my pants and my shorts. She told me to sit right on the edge of the chair and she went back to sucking me but she was handling my balls and hurting me with her fingernails and it was the most wonderful experience. She was good at her work and she was the kind that can get a rise out of stone, so she stayed with me for a long time and I didn't pay too much attention to what was going on. When I did finally glance over at the round bed I saw that Mark was up on his hands and knees and Jeannie had both hands on his big cock and she had a lot of it in her mouth, too. She was wearing a blissful look on her face and I could see that she was in paradise. So was I because Doris had my cock spitting every few minutes and it didn't seem that I had any control over things at all.
"It seemed that Doris kept sucking for hours and each time she made me come the sensation was richer, deeper, and it got so that I never wanted her to stop. But she finally did. She sat back and her face was slick with sweat and her eyes had a crazy look in them. She was gasping for breath and when I looked down I could see that the crotch of her shorts was soaked. She had been having herself a nice time while she was sucking me, too. That was evident, all right.
"In spite of all that had been dragged out of me, I was still hard and she put her hand around it and she smiled up at me. She said that she was going to be very happy to have me around. She twisted and looked over at the bed and Mark and Jeannie were still in the same position and Jeannie was still sucking on him. Doris scooched across the carpeting and then she pushed her face between Jeannie's legs and she started on her all over again and that whole trio started going nuts while I sat and watched it all, not in full possession of my faculties as yet.
"Doris unbuttoned her shorts and slid them down and hiked one knee then the other to get them off. She had no hair on her pussy, she snapped her fingers at me and she took her mouth out of Jeannie's crotch long enough to tell me to come and eat her. I slid down onto the carpet and I didn't even think about what I was going to do. I was just so damned hot I ached with the desire to eat her, and as soon as I tasted her, I glued my mouth to her and feasted on her with no shame at all.
"We stayed right there in the bedroom and in time Doris and I wound up on the bed with Mark and Jeannie, and Doris and I sort of drifted into a nice, relaxed sixty-nine and finally we all wore ourselves out and we slept right where we were.
"The next morning we just started in all over again. Doris just wouldn't leave my dick alone. She kept pulling on it and dragging the stuff out of me and Jeannie was doing the same thing with Mark's big tool. I guess we wasted a couple of hours like that before anyone even thought of eating. But finally Doris got up and went into the bathroom and Jeannie sat up, her eyes glassy and her smile as loose as could be. Mark was very much delighted with her. You could see that. He hugged her to him and he kissed her and she just sort of nestled into his arms like she belonged there. When he let her go, she got up and waited for Doris to get out of the bathroom. It was quite plain that Jeannie had to go so Mark told her to go right in the bathroom, Doris would be in the shower anyway. So Jeannie disappeared. Mark sat up and found cigarettes on a table by the bed and he gave me one. He asked me if I thought I could be happy living with him and Doris and I said I sure thought so. He laughed and said I would be better able to answer his question by the time we went to sleep again. He said Doris would have lots of nice little surprises for both of us, but we would enjoy it all. Doris was quite skillful when it came to dealing with submissives. That was the second or third time I had heard that word and I didn't know what it meant.
"I sure got to learn what the word meant. And I had to learn too that the word fitted Jeannie and me.
"We ate our breakfast naked and when we were finished at the table Doris told Jeannie and me to wash the dishes and clean up the kitchen. When we were finished, we were to join her and Mark in the studio, the room with the funny-looking pieces of furniture. I tried to talk to Jeannie while we worked, and at first she was sullen and acted like she didn't want anything to do with me, but finally she said she liked Doris and Mark and she liked the things that we did with them and she just enjoyed having fun with sex. She was glad we were going to stay with them for a while. When I told her I liked living with them she smiled and kissed me and we weren't at odds with each other any more. That made me feel lots better, and when we went into the studio we were smiling.
"Doris was sitting in one of the leather-upholstered chairs and Mark was eating her, and she was obviously in a high state of sexual agitation. She had several really big orgasms while we stood and watched and then Mark finally let her alone so she could sort of get herself straightened out again.
"Mark had a big rail on, and when he saw Jeannie he beckoned to her and she went to him. He pulled her down beside him on the floor and bent her head down with his hand and Jeannie went right down on him and a moment later I saw her swallowing while he shivered with an ecstatic orgasm. Jeannie was enjoying it just as much as he was, and when Doris crooked her finger at me I had a big hard-on too, and she wanted it. She got it and she blew me just as swiftly as she could. She was starving, it seemed.
"As soon as Doris got herself calmed down, she told Mark that she was going to have some real fun with us. Mark was sitting on the floor and Jeannie was practically in his lap. Doris told Jeannie to get up and come into the bathroom with her. Jeannie obeyed her and they were in the bathroom for quite a while. When Jeannie came out again, all of her pubic hair had been shaved off and she looked like a very young girl. I couldn't stop looking at her crotch. But Doris told me that I was next. She made me go along with her into the bathroom and she shaved all of my pubic hair off, too. While she was doing it, I got a hard-on from her handling and she didn't waste any time sucking me off again, right then and there.
"When we went back to the studio, I learned what the imagine furniture was for, there was one rack that they folded Jeannie into and then another one for me. Doris got her kicks out of whipping people, and when she brought out the collection of whips that she had I got really frightened.
"I learned all about whips and the fantastic thrills that corporal punishment can provide for a person who is susceptible to that kind of treatment.
"Doris used her whips on me and I almost died in sexual frenzies too great to even describe. The whip used on sexual flesh make a person experience exaggerated thrills that eventually destroy whatever control the person has, and after giving me a thorough whipping, Doris turned the whips over to Mark and while he flayed me with one, she got my cock into her mouth and sucked me while Mark's whip drove every ounce of juice from my body, and when she finally forced me into an orgasm so strong that it nearly killed me, my time of abuse was at an end.
"They took turns working on Jeannie and she got much more attention than I did. They whipped her everywhere and Doris feasted on Jeannie's orgasms and so did Mark. By the time that first day was over, we had gotten to know every possible thrill that sex could provide. And we loved every minute of it.
"We became willing slaves to Mark and Doris and we stayed with them for a long, long time. We still spend time with them and Jeannie and I are still together, but we have no illusions about ourselves. We need and want abuse and physical punishment and we manage to get it. Doris and Mark have a lot of friends who are real swingers and they send us to their friends now and then, and we are always delighted to go.
"Jeannie and I live together and no one suspects that we are brother and sister, and while we have lots of fun together, it is when we get the harsh treatment and the whips that we really turn on. Naturally, we have learned our tasks well and both Jeannie and I go both ways. I like the homosexual stuff and Jeannie likes the lez bit, so we are always prepared no matter what we are called upon to do. But we are happiest when we go to visit Mark and Doris for a weekend. Sometimes there will be guests and sometimes just the four of us.
"Jeannie and I are very similar in our natures. We like doing anything that is sexual, but we enjoy things most if we are disciplined first and made to do things. The compulsions that we feel seems to heighten our pleasure.
"We are devoted to sex and I guess that's all we live for. Neither of us wants to get married, we just want to be let alone to enjoy the crazy thrills we can get with our friends. We are smart enough to know that the kind of Me we lead won't last forever, but we figure that when we reach the point where we are no longer attractive to our friends, we will still have a refuge.
"We will always have each other."