THE OLD SAW MILL

The Millville Trilogy - Book 1

Joel Thomas Hedgpeth

Chapter 5

Suzie and I drove the short distance home in silence. We were both overwhelmed by the after-dinner event that had just occurred at our friends' house. We had watched while my best friend Bob spanked and flogged his wife, Suzie's best friend Julie. He did it while she was bound, helpless, apparently with her blessing. Seeing this had left both of us at once shocked, dismayed, interested, enlightened, disgusted, but most of all, horny.

When we got home we both washed up, stripped, and went straight to bed. I reached for Suzie to caress her, but before I reached her breasts she said, "No foreplay, Tom. I'm so wet from watching Julie tonight, if I gush any more we'll have to change the sheets. I didn't think I liked seeing Bob treat her like that, but when her butt started getting pink and then red from the flogging, I got really turned on."

"I got turned on as soon as Bob had her spread-eagled like that, even before he started spanking her. You felt how hard I got. Look how hard I am now, just talking about it. Let's see how wet you are."

I gently slipped my cock into her. "Oh, my God. You are wet. I'm sorry, but I won't last long. I've been ready to shoot for the past hour."

"I'm ready to cum, too. This is crazy. Do me, Baby."

We both came within a minute. Sleep came soon after. I think we both dreamt about Julie; tied, beaten, and, strangely, we thought, happy.

The next morning we talked over breakfast about the previous evening.

I said, "You know, I'll bet that last night was mostly planned in advance. Julie wearing that sexy bra and thong and the thigh-high stockings. No need to wear undergarments like that if you don't expect people to see them."

"You're right," Suzie replied. "She probably knew everything that was going to happen in their 'playroom'. When I have lunch with her Wednesday I'll find out. God knows what else I might learn."

"I expect a full report."

Monday, of course, was a work day for both of us. I, for one, wasn't very productive. I couldn't get my mind off the events of Saturday night. I worried that my co-workers would notice the bulge in my trousers. It also occurred to me during the day that I had forgotten about Bob slipping something into my pocket before we left their house.

I stopped to pick up some Chinese on the way home; Walnut Prawns (Suzie's favorite) and some rice and vegetables. Along with some red, that would be supper tonight. As soon as I got home I went to my closet to look in the clothes I had worn to Bob and Julie's house. There in the back pocket of the slacks was...a pair of handcuffs. Wow, I thought. Bob's really pushing this thing. If I wasn't horny enough from all my thoughts at work, this cinched the deal.

I jumped in the shower and put on some comfortable lounging clothes. Suzie arrived from her work soon afterward. I had the table set and the Chinese in the microwave ready to be nuked. Suzie freshened up and we sat down to eat. As is our custom, we discussed each other's day. I confessed that I had spent most of my day rehashing Saturday night in my mind. She said that she had done the same thing.

"Did you get as horny as I?" I asked.

"I sure did. It's a good thing I was in my office most of the time. The others would have thought I was sick, or daydreaming. If they had seen where my fingers were going sometimes, I don't know what they would have thought."

"You want to have sex tonight?"

"If we don't I'll be using my vibrator and dildo."

"We wouldn't want you to have to do that. Especially when I'm this turned on," I said as I got up from the table and carried the dishes to the sink.

We both put the dishes into the dishwasher and cleaned the kitchen. Suzie said she had some things to look over for work and went into the room we call our office. I went upstairs to our bedroom, got the handcuffs out of my slacks and put them in the drawer of the nightstand next to our bed. My brain was busy formulating a plan for later. I went back downstairs and turned on the TV to a football game.

In about an hour, Suzie came out of the office and into the living room. We watched the game together for a little while before she got up, saying, "I'm going upstairs to get ready for bed. You going to join me soon?"

"You bet." Wild horses wouldn't keep me from it!

I watched the game for another fifteen minutes and then went upstairs. I stripped in the bathroom, brushed my teeth, and entered our bedroom. Suzie was already in bed. She watched me walk toward the bed. "Well, I see somebody's ready for action."

She was referring, of course, to the erection I was sporting. I sat on the edge of the bed, between her and the nightstand. As she reached over and gently stroked my back, I quietly took the handcuffs from the drawer and put them under my pillow. Then I twisted my body, pulled my legs onto the bed and straddled her under the covers. She put her hands behind my neck and I bent down to kiss her. It was a deep kiss, our tongues darting in and out and playing tag with each other.

"Oh, Tom, I'm so turned on. I want to devour you."

"We'll see about that, Baby."

I took her left hand and held it above her head near the brass headboard while with my left hand I reached under the pillow for the handcuffs which I had opened earlier. When I snapped it on her wrist she squirmed and looked to see what was happening.

"What are you doing, Tom?" she said. "What's this?"

"Just something Bob gave me the other night. Don't worry. Just go with the flow here."

"I don't know. I'm not ready for the stuff we saw Julie and Bob doing."

"I know. We're not going there, believe me. I'm not ready either." As I was saying that, I passed the handcuffs behind the vertical brass rail in the center of the headboard and fastened the other end to her right wrist.

"Tom! I don't like this. What are you going to do to me?" By now, Suzie sounded quite agitated.

"I guess pretty much whatever I want," I answered as I climbed off of her and stood by the side of the bed. I slowly pulled the covers down to the foot of the bed until she was fully exposed. I took in her beautiful body; the flawless pale skin; her 34B breasts, flattened against her chest in this reclining position, with the pink nipples pointing to the ceiling; her neatly trimmed brunette pubic hair guarding the entrance to her vulva.

"Tom. What are you staring at? You've seen me naked before."

"Yeah, but not like this, with your arms tied up like that. You look sooo sexy."

"I can see that by your cock's reaction. It's twitching!"

I walked over to the closet and retrieved the sashes from two of my robes, then returned to Suzie. She had rolled over and was lying on her stomach now. I ran my hand gently over her butt.

"Don't you dare spank me, Tom," she demanded.

"I don't plan to, dear. Although it does sound like a good idea. Your gorgeous ass is just crying out for a little paddling, don't you think?"

"No, I don't think."

While that little discussion went on I tied one end of each sash to Suzie's ankles. Then I pushed gently on her body to roll her over onto her back again.

"Since you don't want to be spanked I might as well look at this side of you. Did I ever tell you that you have perfect breasts? Just the right size, and with beautiful nipples." I could see that the nipples were engorged. Despite her protestations she was getting aroused. I walked to the foot of the bed and reached for the free ends of the two sashes. Suzie's legs were clamped together like a vise. She obviously didn't want her most private parts on display.

"That's enough, Tom" she protested.

I started pulling the sashes around the sides of the brass footboard until her legs started to separate. I kept pulling them apart slowly until her labia came into view; until her feet were almost spread apart to the edges of the bed. I wrapped the ends of the sashes around the center rail of the footboard and tied them together.

"Tom! I said that's enough. This isn't funny. Untie me, right now!"

"All in good time, Baby. Let me just look at you. You know, you're beautiful down here, too," I said as I moved closer to her sex. Her nether lips were swollen and wet with her moisture. "I think your pussy likes this idea just as much as my cock does. It look like it needs a little attention."

Once again I climbed onto the bed, but this time I crawled between her widely spread legs. I leaned forward and looked closely at her. The outer lips were slightly parted now revealing the moist, pink inner lips. I moved closer, placed my tongue over the entrance to her pussy, and then slid my tongue forward slowly until it reached her clit.

The muscles in Suzie's legs were straining, trying to close them together and shield her sex from my invasion. "Tom. Tom! I'm not in the mood for that now. Please, let me up," she pleaded.

Ignoring her words, I repeated the slow licking from back to front. I could tell that her vulva was opening up, exposing everything down there. Low moaning sounds were coming from Suzie. She was no longer protesting. My tongue found her pussy and the tip entered, exploring the entrance before retreating and sliding up to the clitoris which was emerging from its hood. I circled that for a while before pressing gently on it. Now Suzie's moans were getting louder. I raised my head to stretch my neck and get more comfortable.

"Don't stop. That feels too good."

I repeated the back to front licking for a while, and then started concentrating on the clit. The moans resumed and were getting more intense. I inserted first one, then two fingers into her vagina.

"Oh, my God! Tom! What are you doing to me? I can't take it. Oh, don't stop. Keep doing whatever you're doing."

I could feel her muscles start to spasm. Her thighs and mid-section were quivering. Her arms were tensing up, trying to pull away from the headboard. My fingers were massaging the spongy tissue on the ceiling of her vagina while my mouth was alternately licking and sucking on her clit. I alternated between her G-spot and her clit, then worked on both together, etc. When I backed off a little her body relaxed some and she was less vocal. When I resumed all the stimulation she went right back to loud moaning and almost convulsing.

"You want to cum now, Baby?" I asked, with my mouth still engulfing her clit.

"Oh yes! Please! Make me cum, I have to cum. I can't go on. Ohhhh!" she struggled to get the words out. Once more I let up a little to let her body calm down.

"Don't stop. Pleeease don't stop!"

Keeping my fingers on her G-spot and my mouth sucking and nibbling on her clit, I reached with my other hand and squeezed Suzie's left nipple. She let out a yelp as I squeezed harder and harder. Her spasms became more violent. Her ass was writhing up and down. Her arms and legs were straining at their bonds. I began twisting her nipple as I squeezed it as hard as I could, expecting her to yell at me to stop. My teeth were biting her clit and my fingers invading deep in her vagina.

"Harder! Harder! Twist harder. Hurt me! Yeeeeooowwww!" she screamed, as her whole body convulsed nonstop. I loosened my grip on her nipple, but kept my fingers and mouth going. Over and over she screamed as each wave of orgasm shot through her body.

Finally, after what seemed like several minutes, the spasms calmed down and she relaxed, panting to catch her breath. I slid up her body and gently kissed her mouth. She softly asked, "What did you do to me? I never felt anything like that."

"I just tried to make you feel good, Baby," I answered, as I slid my rock hard cock into her wide open and very wet pussy.

"Oh, your cock never felt so good. I need that. Fuck me good. I want more and more. Shove it all the way. I'm going to cum again. Harder. That's it. It's rubbing my clit now. Right there. Oh, yeah. Harder. Do it. Ohhhhhhhhhh!"

I came just when she did. I had been getting more and more turned on all the time I was eating her and when it exploded it was a powerful orgasm for me as well. I collapsed on her and we just lay there, saying nothing, as we reveled in the afterglow of the most powerful love making either of us had ever experienced.

I finally got off of her and off the bed. I got the key and undid the handcuffs, then untied the sashes so she could move her legs. But she didn't. She just lay there with her arms and legs right where they had been. Her modesty had apparently gone away. I could see the wetness between her legs; her juices mingling with my cum. There would definitely be a wet spot in the bed tonight.

Chapter 6

Suzie and I both overslept Tuesday morning and barely had time to grab a quick bite before leaving for our work. The intense session of bondage and sex we had had the night before left us totally exhausted. It was our first experience with anything like that and we needed to discuss it, but that would have to wait.

As soon as we sat down to dinner that night, though, it was all that was on our minds.

"So, Suzie," I started. "Tell me how you felt last night. Good? Bad? Indifferent?"

"Indifferent? Are you kidding? You know damn well it wasn't indifferent. I don't scream like that for indifferent. It was unlike anything I've ever experienced. It's hard to explain."

"All right, let me ask you this. How was it being tied up spread-eagled like that? As soon as your hands were tied you wanted me to stop. And when your legs were tied, and pulled apart, you were adamant that I stop, and angry with me for doing it in the first place."

"I know. I know I was. I didn't like the feeling of helplessness. I was worried about what we watched Bob doing to Julie Saturday. I guess I thought you might do that to me. That thought terrified me. But then, when you went down on me and did your magic with your tongue, I got so turned on that I forgot about Bob and Julie. I could only think about how good it was feeling. Until you put your fingers in my pussy. Then all I could think about was cumming. You kept on and on, playing with my clit and my pussy until I was getting desperate to cum. I tried to pull my arms down so I could rub myself and make myself cum, but, of course, I couldn't with the handcuffs."

"I could tell you were getting desperate to cum. I tried to keep you there to build up your climax."

"And you sure did, you bastard! I was dyin' there and you wouldn't let up."

"And one more thing. Just before you came I squeezed and twisted your nipple. It must have been painful, yet you begged me to do it even harder. I'm sure that was more painful than a spanking would have been. Yet when we started you told me that I shouldn't spank you."

"I don't even remember you hurting my nipple. Did I really tell you to do it harder? I can't believe I did that. You know my nipples are sensitive and I don't like you even touching them most of the time."

"I know. That's why I was so surprised."

"I guess there's something to what Julie's been telling me about her enjoying this whole BDSM thing. When I have lunch with her tomorrow I'll find out more."

"Keep me up to date, please," I said, as we both got up to clear the table.

The following evening, as was now our custom on Wednesdays, our dinner talk was about Suzie's lunch date with Julie.

I started, simply, with, "Well?"

Suzie thought for a moment, then answered. "I actually didn't learn much new from Julie today. We mostly talked about you and me. First, she wanted to know what our reaction was to seeing her tied up and whipped by Bob, Saturday. I told her that both of us were shocked, but interested. Surprised, too, because we've all been such good friends for years now and we didn't have a clue that they were into that stuff. And I told her that both of us were sexually aroused by it all.

"That got her attention. It's like that was the reaction she was looking for."

I asked Suzie, "Did she ask if we acted on any of it?"

"Wait. First I told her that I didn't appreciate Bob giving you those handcuffs. I thought it was presumptuous of him to assume that we were going to follow their lead."

"What did she say?"

"She said not to blame Bob. It was her idea that he do it. She said that she has gotten so much pleasure out of the lifestyle that she hoped that I, her best friend, would try it and maybe get just as much pleasure. Bob was actually against doing it. For one thing, he thought that handcuffs were too uncomfortable, but she felt that they would be good just to get something started between us. And, if we wanted more we could get leather cuffs, like they did."

"Funny," I said. "He did it against his own wishes because she thought it was a good idea. She calls the shots in the household, yet he ties her up and beats the hell out of her. Go figure."

"Then I told her about Monday night. I left out some details cuz I'm not ready to share all the intimate details of our sex life with anyone. Like I didn't tell her you were fingering my G-spot or biting my clit. I did tell her that it was the most powerful orgasm I've ever had.

"She asked if you spanked me. I told her no, but that you apparently gave me some pain that I don't even remember but evidently wanted more at the time. She said that that wasn't unusual. In the throes of severe sexual arousal one might not be aware of even terrible pain being inflicted on them...in fact it often increases the level of arousal and stimulates a stronger orgasmic response. I told her, 'Yeah, I know.'

"That's about it. Lunch was over and we each went our own way."

"Well, you were right. You didn't learn much new. I'm playing golf with Bob Saturday. Maybe I can find out more from him."

"How much more do we want to know, Tom?" Suzie asked. "I'm a little worried about where all this might be leading. I don't want to end up being strung up and beaten like Julie seems to like. It's not me."

"No, and it's not me doing the beating. I can't imagine doing that to anyone. But...let's keep our minds open. Before Monday night did you think you'd ever like being tied up and having your clit bitten and your nipple twisted?"

"No, I guess not," Suzie replied, meekly. "All right, let's see what you can learn from Bob."

Saturday's golf game with Bob was uneventful. We're both mediocre players but we plodded along to get through the eighteen holes. As usual, we headed to the "19^th Hole" bar in the clubhouse for a beer.

Bob broached the subject of Saturday night. "What'd you and Suzie think the other night? Pretty shocking, no?"

"Pretty shocking, yes," I replied. "We were both stunned. But it did start us thinking. Suzie and I have talked about this whole BDSM thing you're involved with. We're not sure what to make of it. We did try it out, though. Monday night. I tied her up, against her wishes, and made love to her. I did some things she's never let me do before, and she responded with the biggest orgasm I've ever seen her have."

"That's great, Tom. You guys follow up on that and you might end up like Julie and me. We've never had so much fun and pleasure."

I asked, "So, do you guys do more than the bondage thing that we saw Saturday and some spanking and whipping?"

"Oh, Tom, you ain't seen nothin' yet. I'm afraid you'd be really shocked if I told you some of the things that we...and others in the BDSM community...do."

"Others? There are others? I know there are others, but do you actually know others that are into this?"

"Sure. Many more people do this sort of thing than you would believe. Behind closed doors, you never can tell what people are up to. You never suspected Julie and me, did you?"

"Hell, no. Never would have believed. Still find it hard to believe, even after seeing with my own eyes."

"OK, Tom, let me ask you something. There's an organization for people into BDSM that Julie and I belong to. It meets the third Thursday of each month in Knoxville. That's this coming Thursday. How about you and Suzie come with us. It's very informal. They meet in a private room of a restaurant. We have dinner. Order off the regular menu and pay our own bill. Nobody knows who we are or what we do. It's just a chance to meet other people who are into the lifestyle. They're just regular people, friendly, and willing to share information with others. We only use first names. You might recognize some members, but we keep who they are confidential outside the group. What do you think?"

"It sounds interesting. I'll talk to Suzie about it. She's still skeptical about going down this path, but after Monday night she's definitely more interested. I think she's afraid of the pain thing. I must say, I don't blame her. I would be too. By the way, what's the group called?"

"Munch"

"What?"

"Munch. M-U-N-C-H, just like it sounds. Munch. Don't ask where the name comes from. I looked it up once but it's complicated. Look it up in Wikipedia."

"I'll talk to Suzie and we'll let you know."