She had obviously picked up the whip and used it to deliver a stinging blow to my backside. I felt myself tensing for another blow, but it did not com.... Instead I heard her voice as she spoke to me."I thought for now I would let you feel what a blow from my little cat o' nine tails felt like," she said. "It is supposed to sting without cutting the skin or doing any major damage," She told me. "I don't know if this will reassure you or alleviate your fear in any way, but I will leave you to. Sex with my wife was OK but I had these near constant feelings about how it would be to have sex with another man. I grew up Lowell, MA. As a teenager when I was home alone I would get naked and put on my older sister's bra and panties. I would fill the bra cups with balled up panty hose, then stand in front of a full length mirror and admire myself. Masturbation soon followed. When my sister went away to college and took all of her lingerie with her, my dress-up afternoons ended. I tried once. ... The subject used to end there. Just when our school finals were over, I came to know that one of my school friend Reena, senior to me by three years, was working in a piercing studio in the nearby city. I met her once and she said, she had mastered the art of piercing while working in the studio for some time and she was doing all types of piercings, independently. I was very happy. I asked her whether she could do my nipple piercings and also penis piercings of my BF. She said she had. I touched each in turn. I felt the person settle when I did, so I let them go.The last one was the big buck. He was magnificent. He was probably only just twenty if that. But he was well developed. He stood just short of me and had muscles on his muscles. He was a little malnourished and didn’t have a scrap of fat on him. He made me think of a stripped down body builder.The tiny thin kilt they had on him didn’t hide a lot, and the boy had definitely walked through the door twice in that.