	
	Teresa and I are a pretty kinky couple. Weve got a whole variety of sex-toys under our bed and were often seen at S&M themed parties in the city. 
	A couple of weekends ago, my wife and I went to a torture party downtown. It was pretty tame, but there were some fun things going on. One of them was an old gymnasium horse, which had been turned into a whipping post. There, people could volunteer to have themselves strapped over the horse and get a spanking on the ass.
	My wife thought it sound like a great idea. I think shed taken a fancy to the girl in charge of the whipping post, who was a big blonde in a leather corset and an enormous rubber strap-on.
	Reluctantly, I followed my wife through the crowd. Soon, we were both led past the barrier and the girl in charge strapped Teresa down.
	The girl told us her name was Miss Whipcrack. She asked what my wife wanted to start off with. Wed experimented a little with a paddle back home, so Teresa suggested that to begin with. Miss Whipcrack nodded, circling my wife with a dangerous gleam in her eye.
	Miss Whipcrack pulled up the bottom of my wifes rubber miniskirt. As normal, shed gone without panties that evening. There was a hush in the room as the crowd saw her beautiful, round ass and her shaven pussy.
	Miss Whipcrack picked up a paddle and started beating down on my wifes ass. At first, she did it gently, barely making a soft slapping noise. But then my wife dared to say harder, so the girl started to really lash the paddle down. 
	The slaps reverberated around the room. Miss Whipcracks strap-on jiggled with every blow. Soon my wifes ass was bright red!
	My wife seemed to be loving it. Her hips squirmed as each blow landed and her eyes were half closed with pleasure. A moment later, Miss Whipcrack picked up an old Headmasters Cane and brought it down on my wifes bottom with a sharp crack! 
	I cringed as a bright red welt blossomed neatly across my wifes ass cheeks.
	Tears were running down my wifes eyes, but still she moaned in pleasure. The cane came crashing down. Crack! Crack! Crack! 
	After a few moments, my wifes ass had a bright red checkerboard crisscrossed across it. Tears were rolling down her cheeks. I thought that had to be the end. 
	But my wifes display had brought quite a crowd over.
	Miss Whipcrack obviously wasnt going to waste the opportunity to perform in front of an audience. She threw down the cane and stomped around in front of my wife. She stood with her hands on her hips and that big, rubber dildo pointing directly into Teresas face.
	I saw my wife nod wordlessly at Miss Whipcrack.
	She grabbed a handful of my wifes hair, forcing the dildo straight into Teresas mouth! My wifes eyes shot open as the rubber dong was shoved down her throat!
	My wife struggled to breath, dribbling as Miss Whipcrack cruelly fucked her face. I watched, horrified. After a moment or two, Miss Whipcrack pulled the dildo out of my wifes mouth and slapped her across the cheeks with it.
	The long, black dildo was slick with saliva. Miss Whipcrack marched around and eyed up Teresa defenceless bottom.
	Grabbing both of my wifes ass cheeks, she shoved the strap-on right into Teresas pussy! It sank almost straight to the hilt, so fast that my wife gasped in surprise.
	The girl dug her fingernails into my wifes ass and started thrusting, the strap-on sliding in and out of her moist cunt. My wife was moaning and tossing her head, amazed at the feeling of this big, rubber dick buried in her cunt.
	The girl was really rough with my wife, slapping her ass, pulling her hair and thrusting into her pussy hard and fast. But my wife loved it. She was mewling now, obviously close to coming.
	I nervously stepped forward, watching Teresa get brutally fucked. A little self-conscious, because everybody in the room was watching, I unzipped my flies and my hard-on came springing out.
	My wife licked her lips. She looked so sexy it made my cock throb. All I had to do was shuffle forward and my wife gobbled up my prick right to the balls.
	Miss Whipcrack watched, squeezing my wifes ass harder and pounding her so much that her tits jiggled every time she thrust. The movement kept shoving my wifes head forward so my cock kept slipping all the way down Teresas throat!
	With my cock in her mouth, Teresa mumbled that she was coming. The girl with the strap on seemed to be close too, sweat dripping off her forehead and obscenities coming out of her mouth. She kept calling my wife cock slut and dildo bitch. This made my own balls churn, so I pulled my cock from my wifes mouth as it started to squirt my load all over her face..
	A huge spurt of creamy cum splattered my wife in the eye. I jacked off the rest of my stringy spunk, which dripped down across Teresas lips and chin.
	Behind her, Miss Whipcrack flopped down across my wifes back.
	The crowd erupted into applause. My wife loved the attention. There was a slutty little smile on her face as she licked up my creamy load and slurped my limp cock clean with her tongue.
	When we got back home, my wife was sore all over! Her ass was so raw she couldnt sit down for two days! But she couldnt stop talking about how sexy the experience had been and how much she wanted to repeat it.
	Her pussy was too sore to fuck for almost a week, but every day she gave me a long, sloppy blowjob as I recounted the adventure. Weve already got the next torture party marked on our calendar!
