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Date Posted: 14:27:31 03/07/20 Sat
I had to "come out of the closet" twice: first, as a gay man, and second, as a man into corporal punishment. I used to go to the regular gay bars looking for a guy to punish me with his belt, but I never seemed to have any luck there. So, I gravitated towards the gay "leather bars" where I was more likely to meet guys into "punishment". I was especially drawn to guys wearing wide leather belts. I was admittedly somewhat timid in approaching those guys. There was always the fear that the punishment might be more than I could take. But gradually, my fears subsided as I began to experience the mounting sexual pressures of continued abstinence.
One guy, in particular, caught my attention. I walked over to him and confided that was a "mean-looking" belt he had on. He said he always wore that belt because it seemed to attract guys who needed to be punished. Then, he asked me if I would like to get a whipping with his belt? My heart began to race, but I finally got up enough nerve and answered "Yes". He told me his name was Ed. He invited me over to his place for the evening, and I accepted. Then, I was caught off-guard when he asked me if it was my first time for punishment? I replied, "Is it that obvious?" He smiled as he nodded yes.
Ed's place was only a short drive from the bar. Once we were inside, he told me to take off my shirt. It sounded more like a command than a request. So, I took off my shirt, and then, Ed did the same. He walked behind me and wrapped his arms around my chest. Then, he tightened his embrace. I felt his pelvis pushing against my butt, causing me to have an erection. Suddenly, Ed took hold of my tits between his thumbs and index fingers. He had a very firm grip, but it didn't hurt, at least at first. Then, he increased the pressure on my tits, and it felt more like a pinch. I tried to break free, but Ed held on tight. However, when I began to cry, he relaxed his grip and finally let go of my tits. Ed told me to sit down and take a break.
After a few minutes, Ed asked me if I wanted to continue with the punishment or whether I was ready to hop into bed for sex? I think he was giving me the opportunity to back out of the punishment scene without losing face. I appreciated that, but I told Ed I was really looking forward to being punished. Then, he ordered me to take off the rest of my clothes. As I was undressing, I noticed Ed put on a pair of black leather gloves. He looked real manly wearing those gloves, but I wondered how they would figure into my punishment. Then, Ed sat down on the couch and told me to lie across his lap. He began to spank my ass with his gloved hands. It felt really good. The gloves cushioned the blows so they felt like heavy thuds. I was getting quite aroused from the spanking. Then, Ed took off the gloves, and the blows with his bare hands felt more painful. I tried to escape from his mean right hand, but his left hand held me down. Just when I thought I couldn't take any more, Ed mercifully stopped the spanking. I sat upright on the couch and took a breather.
Ed walked over to the couch again and stood directly in front of me. He wrapped his hands around his large belt buckle, in a macho gesture, and said, "Now, it's time for your belt whipping!" My dick got hard as I watched Ed take off his belt, preparing to use it. That belt looked well-worn from frequent use. Ed told me to go over to the overstuffed chair at the far end of the room. As I walked toward the chair, I felt Ed's belt strike me once on the butt. That got me even more excited, anticipating my impending belt whipping. Ed told me to lie over the back of the chair. I eagerly "assumed the position". Then, his belt began to strike me repeatedly. It really HURT, making the tit-pinching and the hand-spanking seem like mere foreplay now. I started to cry. When I couldn't stand the pain anymore, I leapt from the chair to escape his belt. But Ed followed me, belt in hand, and managed to apply a couple more licks to my ass before stopping completely. I told Ed his belt hurt a lot worse than I had ever imagined. I had fantasized so much about getting a whipping with his belt, but I was devastated when I discovered that I couldn't take the pain! Ed suggested we call it quits for the evening, which was a relief to me. He invited me to sleep over, and I accepted.
The following Saturday, I went back to the same leather bar and ran into Ed once more. I had mixed feelings about getting together with him again. On the one hand, I was afraid of his belt and the pain it was capable of delivering. On the other hand, I wondered whether I could learn to endure the sting of his belt with more experience. Eventually, I expressed renewed interest to Ed, and he invited me over to his place for further punishment. When we got there, he told me to take off all my clothes. Then, he led me over to his bed and told me to lie on it face-down. I trusted Ed and did as he commanded. He placed my wrists and ankles in leather restraints and tied me spreadeagle to the 4 corners of the bed. Then, in a chilling tone, Ed said, "Now, you're going to learn what REAL PUNISHMENT is all about!" As Ed stood over me, he unbuckled his belt, slowly pulled it out of the belt loops of his pants, and doubled it over. He struck my butt unbelievably hard with his belt. This was no enticing "foreplay". His belt struck me again and again. This was serious punishment! The mounting pain caused me to burst out in tears. I panicked as I struggled to escape from Ed's belt, only to be forced into submission by the restraints holding me down. I begged Ed to stop, but his only response to my pleas for mercy was MORE LASHES! I yelled each time his belt slammed into my butt. Eventually, the whipping came to a halt. When I finally stopped crying, Ed said this whipping was intended to prepare me for the severe pain I would inevitably encounter, as my relentless sex drive led me from one punishment scene to another.
After I left Ed's place the next morning, I went home to pick up my gym clothes. Then, I headed for the gym, as Sunday was one of my normal gym days. When I was done with my exercise routine, I went to the men's locker room to use the shower. There was only one other guy in the locker room at the time. After I took off my gym clothes, I noticed the other guy began to stare at me rather oddly. He followed me into the shower room. Then, he asked me, somewhat sarcastically, "Have you been a BAD BOY?" I wondered how he knew I had been punished last night? Could he have seen me at the leather bar? Finally, I asked him how he knew my secret? And he replied, "One could hardly fail to notice the colorful display of black-and-blue marks on your butt. That must have been one hell of a whipping!" I immediately felt embarrassed by my careless indiscretion. He said, "Don't worry. I won't tell anyone. I'm just jealous that another guy had the opportunity to leave imprints of his belt on your nice-looking ass before I did." We exchanged smiles when he said that. And after we got dressed, we exchanged phone numbers. It appeared that, whether I was ready for the pain or not, I would soon be submitting my body to another guy's belt for PUNISHMENT!
For the curious, this story was a complete fantasy.
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