As a person who wanted to experiment I first tried CP with an older female. I loved it and gradually she introduced a 3rd party to the sessions. At first it was a female slightly younger than me but a lot younger than her at the time. It was suggested at one session that she could arrange another male to attend for play. I jumped at the idea. The day came and the other male and me were told to strip and get on the bed with our backsides up in the air and shoulders down on the bed. I received 10 strokes of a strap and he got 6 with a cane. We were then ordered to punish each other. She instructed me how to use the cane and I gave him 10 strokes. Then it was his turn to punish me. She told him to give me 10 with the strap and he really laid it on. She was very amused by this as I jolted forward with the last 4 strokes. She threatened to carry out the whole 10 again if I didn't control my forward thrusts. He was sent out of the room and she masturbated me and told me that she thought that I was suitable for one of her parties.

About a month passed and I contacted her again for a session. I was informed that if I wanted I could attend a party on the following Saturday afternoon at a pub that she used to own. It was right opposite her house in Moston Manchester.

I arrived at the said time and was shown to a small room at the top back of the pub. The elderly male told me to get undressed and he would be back. When he returned he was wearing tight black leather from neck to toe. He was also wearing thick black leather boots and gloves with a sort of skull hugging cap or hat thing. All very severe and I must admit I wanted to laugh. The voice was stern and commanding now as he put on me a large collar and clipped a lead to it. Then my wrists were put into cuffs of leather and strapped up tightly. They were forced behind my back and fastened together. My feelings were that we were going to have fun here as my cock started to swell. A timely slap on my cock soon slowed that down and I began wondering what I had agreed to. Then leather ankle straps were put on and a chain of about a foot connected between them just enough to allow movement. I thought we were ready to go but no, I was then hooded in a full hood covering all my head and face. I felt him fiddling with my balls and attaching something to them. Boom, I thought they were being pulled off my body as he attached a very heavy weight. I was then told to move with him as he tightened the lead and off we shuffled (well I did).

We must ahve gone about 3 or 4 yards when I heard a door open. He spoke to the Mistress who then took over. I wasn't aware of anyone else and assumed it was just the 3 of us. Wrong!!! I heard a few muffled voices and a couple of giggles. The Mistress then gave a small speech introducing me as a new slave toy to be used and abused. Panic set in a bit now and I wondered what was to come. The chains were taken off the ankle straps and I was told to open my legs wider. I then felt somone attaching something to the ankle straps and realised it was a leg spreader. My arms were also undone and on at a time attached to a rope and pulled tight until I was now in an X position. The audience were invited to come and examine me as they wished. I felt several hands on me some small and some big. I assumed male and females were present. One pair of hands parted my cheeks and I felt a finger pass into my backside probing deep. Another hand was rubbing my thighs on the inside. My cock was getting quite stiff and someone put their mouth around it to suck the juices that were coming from it. All very nice I thought but what was to come changed that. More weights were added to my balls until they felt that they were going to snap away from my body and that sickening pain started to get worse. Much laughing could be heard with voices encouraging my tormentor to add more. I was now moaning in pain and eventually they stopped adding them. I had 8 Kgs of metal weights dangling from by balls. The Mistress then ordered their removal and oh what joy not to have them there. Now it was to be male time. I wondered what that entailed? I soon found out as I was untied from the X position and strapped to a bench. Probing fingers penetrated my backside and I felt wet being applied to the whole of my hole. It was of course lube. A very large cock pentrated me and started to pump up and down getting a bit rougher on each stroke. Voices of encouragement were given to the male up me telling him to get stuck in. Quicker and quicker it went up and down. 86 seconds was shouted out. He withdrew and another cock was now up me with all the gusto of the first. 97 secs was shouted out. Then another that seemed to be a speed cock at the pace he was going. My arse felt like it was being ripped open. 74 seconds was shouted out and he was declared winner. My arse was on fire and any pleasures were fast receding.

Now it's female time and they could do as they wished. One cruel bitch laid on 20 strokes of the whip. I felt every seering stroke and wished I hadn't attended. Another proceeded to wank me. At first it was slow and gentle but then she got harder and faster calling me names and asking another to strap me hard until a came. The pain in my cock and my arse cheeks were intense. I eventually writhed and ejaculated. It was wiped up and theo mouth zipper in the hood undone as I was made to lick every drop off her glove.

They all eventually left the room and went down stairs into the pub for drinks in vanilla clothing. I was left with the old man in the leather outfit who calmly chatted to me about how much he had enjoyed watching me suffer. I was still strapped down and he removed the hood. It took a few minutes for me to focus again. He thaen told me that I had one more job to do before full release and that was to suck him off. I just wanted out at this point and opened my mouth. In went his cock, semi hard but thick. He told me had he been able to get a full had on he would be up the other end giving me a good seeing to. Eventually he came in my mouth and I was ordered to swallow every bit. This I did as I knew release would soon come. He undone all the restraints and gave me my clothes telling me to leave by the back door. I would be hearing from them again as the show was a huge success and I would be required again. I said I wasn't going to get involved in that again and he assured me I would. I was contacted again a few weeks later and told that I was going to be needed again, no if's or but's as they knew where I lived and worked. I will relay furthur stories in day's to come. All are true.