David woke up in the morning with a rampaging hard on. Still he had little time to get downstairs for breakfast. He got downstairs as quickly as possible. Kathlyn was just pouring a bowl of cereal, apparently the staff was off for Sunday. Kathlyn told him, "Honey, get your cock out and get it hard, I wanted to try something."

David undid his trousers and his semi-hard foot-long cock pronged out into view. Kathlyn had him approach the table. She began methodically stroking his cock. After a few minutes when David seemed about to cum she poured milk on her cereal and resumed stroking him. When he started to ejaculate she directed his cock over her bowl of cereal sprinkling it with loads of fresh sperm. She was careful to get as much as possible pinching the last bit from the end of his prick, and licking it from her finger tips. Then she added some sugar and began to feast on the strange concoction.

David goggled slightly. Kathlyn wrote the number 390 on a pad of paper as she continued to munch on her sperm flakes. David zipped himself up after a bit, and sat down. Between bites, Kathlyn read her planned activities for the day.

"8:00 to 9:00 breakfast. 9:00 to 9:30 whip/torment David's balls. 9:30 to 10:00 masturbate 10:00 to 11:00 shower, relax. 11:00 to Noon whip/torment David's cock. Noon to 1:00 lunch. 1:00 to 3:00 get some sun 3:00 to 4:00 tie weights to David's balls. Whip them. 4:00 to 5:00 masturbate 5:00 to 6:00 Dinner 7:00 to 10:00 Take David to the show. 10:00 to 11:00 Ball whipping, cock torture if needed."

"You had better get your breakfast, you will need your energy today."

As soon as breakfast was done she had him strip and and stand next to the dining table. She made him place his balls on the edge and hold his cock out of the way, while she got a spatula from the kitchen. She took aim at his balls. SMACK! His balls jumped out of place on the table. "David, Hold your balls so I can whip them good." David made fist around his scrotum so his heavy overly large testicals prodruded between his thumb and forefinger. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SSMMAACCKKKK! "370."

Kathlyn took hold of his testicles a pulled him into the kitchen. There she tied his hands behind his back, and then tied his testicals with some kitchen twine. She passed a loop of this through a hook in the ceiling and pulled it taut, stretching David's scrotum towards the ceiling until she had him slightly on his toes.

"Now, next time." SMACK! SMACK! "I tell you to stop" SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! "masturbating" SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! "You will stop stroking" SMACK! SMACK! "Your cock!" SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

Kathlyn stopped to write on her pad, 342. Then she pulled the twine a bit tighter forcing him onto his toes even further. Now she pulled a two tined large kitchen fork from a drawer and jabbed him sharply in the balls with it several times. Following that she jabbed at the root of his cock a few times. Finally she began to use it as a whipping tool.WHOK! WHOK! WHOK! WHOK! David writhed but couldn't move too much since he would fall and yank his gonads. The two prongs were welting his balls mercilessly.

"Now! Next time," WHOK! WHOK! "I tell you too," WHOK! WHOK! "Stop" WHOK! WHOK! "You" WWHHOOCCKKK! "Will," WWHHOOCCKKK! "STOP!" WWHHOOCCKKK! WWHHOOCCKKK! On the final stroke David lost his balance and painfully stretched his groin sack and it felt like his cock would be ripped out by the roots.

Kathlyn stopped and wrote 300' on her pad. "Now, you will hang there for another five minutes."

A few minutes later Kathlyn returned and cut the twine with a knife. She told David, "You take a shower and clean up your room. You are not allowed any clothes this morning. I will be up to inspect your room at 11:00 AM sharp."

Eleven rolled around very quickly. David had his room spotless and Kathlyn commended him. Surprisingly, Kathlyn had shown up for inspection completely nude, though she was carrying a leather case. David that she had freshly shaven her crotch and not a hair was in sight. Kathlyn made him stand in the center of the room with his head down while she inspected. Finally she finished her inspection.

She deftly tied David's hands behind him and opened the case in front of him. David's cock hung limp and long between his legs. Inside were 5 crops. The first was about two inches wide at the tip, the second about one inch, the third a half inch, the fourth a quarter inch, the last looked like a thread or mayne a wire. Kathlyn spoke, "We will begin with the largest crop. You will receive 100 strokes, if you choose to go to the next smaller crop you will have your punishment reduced by one third. So we start with the number 1 crop." Smock! "Once you choose a smaller crop you cannot go back though so be careful. What do want next, #1 or #2?" David's cock was getting thicker, though it still hung mostly straight down.

"Number two ma'am."

"Very well. You have 66 strokes left." Kathlyn took the number two crop. Smack! Smack! Smack! "Now you have 63, do you want to try #3?" The number two wasn't noticeably worse so David chose.

"Number three please."

"Okay, you are down to 42 already!" she got the #3 out. By now his cock was pointing down at about a thirty degree angle it looked very meaty. Smeck! Smeck! Smeck! "Okay that is 39, would you like to go for #4. These stung quite a bit more. But were still tolerable. He noticed his cock was pointing straight out now.

"Number three please."

"Okay." SMECK! SMECK! SMECK! "You are down to 36, each time you stay with a size I will increase the velocity of the strike. If you go to #4 the velocity goes back down. What do you choose." David's cock head was stinging, He could get down to 24 quickly! Also he was nearly fully erect now, his prick head was an angry red and swelling.

"Number four please."

"Good boy! You are down to 24." Smick! Smick! Smick! These stung his cock head fiendishly. "Choose, #4 or #5?"

"Number four please."

SMICK! SMICK! SMICK! David looked at his cock, three angry welts were raising on his prick head. "Twenty-one left. Number four again, or number David?" He couldn't imagine anything worse so we chose #5.

"Number five Ma'am"

Kathlyn took out the #5 crop. "You have 14 left now."

Snick! Snick! Snick! Snick! Snick! David gazed at his cock were five thin welts criss crossed the three thicker ones. Now the velocity increased. SNICK! SNICK! SNICK! SNICK! SNICK! Each of these felt like it was cutting his cock head, but when he looked, there were 5 more thin welts but tiny drops of blood were forming along each one. SNICK! SNICK! SNICK! These actually did cut into his cock head, breaking the skin in thin stinging line. SSNNIICCKK! This final one embedded itself into his cock head, and Kathlyn had to pull on it to get it off his prick head.

She quickly took some cream out of the case and smeared it on his flayed cock head. "Next time I tell you to stop whacking off you will remember this! You are down to 200. Let's get some lunch!"

They went downstairs and Kathlyn told him they would make sandwiches and drinks then head out to the pool. Kathlyn told him to get all the items from the kitchen. They made ham sandwiches with cheese. She said, "It is too bad I already got sperm from you at breakfast, it would have been perfect with a sandwich. I suppose I could use your cock to spread the mustard with though. Get your cock hard again honey." David jacked his cock for a few moments and soon he was hard enough. Kathlyn jammed his cock into the mustard jar then used it to smear mustard all over her sandwich.

David washed up his cock after this and then followed Kathlyn out of the house and towards the pool. On the way he admired her perfect ass, and the way it moved while she walked. He day dreamed about shoving his cock into her ass, though he knew it would never happen.