It was around 1 am and we decided to go sneaking out. At this point we were 16. Knowing we were doing this and risking getting caught made it well wor...h it. So we went down stairs and out the back door and then jumped my fence into the side street. We then darted down the block for about 5 minutes till we could not see my house any more. Once we did we took a breather and talked about what we were going to do and where to go.After about a few minutes we started walking. We walked around all. ”“There’s only one reason a girl invites you to her room -- to knock boots. Do you have protection?”“Protection?”“Condoms, jerk-brain. Nothing kills a tender moment like being without ‘em.” Brian opened a desk drawer and pulled a strip from a box. “Here -- take these.”“I will not need them.”“Better to have them and not need them than need them and not have them.” Brian stuffed the strip into Richard’s back jeans pocket and slapped his shoulder. “Good luck tonight.”“Thanks.” Richard headed out. The guys then sat, some on the sofa and the rest on the edge of the bed. Mistress took up her suede flogger and swished it through the air. Then the first blow fell on my arse, stinging but I knew this was just the beginning.Then another, and another…I could feel my arse burning. Her attention moved to my back, one blow then another maybe ten the last stinging like crazy. Mistress moved round to my front and attack my tits. Again, the first strike was not too hard but soon she was using the. I pushed my finger further over the groove which ran back between her widespread legs.This was it, wasn't it? This was the ultimate goal of male desire. The secret part of a woman. At first, as my finger ran along the groove it was like a tightly closed mouth. Very quickly, as my fingers played, the mouth began to pout, lips broadening. Moist now. And then my finger sank in, as though those lips closed around it. My racing mind remembered the book word 'labia'. That's where I was. I was.