Tracy, My Sister in Law, Introduces me to BDSM

So, Tracy and I went back to the house. The BDSM dungeon she told me about really turned me on. I’d never done BDSM, and I thought Tracy hadn’t.

“So, something new”.

“For you maybe. I’ve been a naughty girl. Been with a couple other guys who introduced me. Don’t worry, I won’t be gentle”.

We went down to the basement. Tracy threw open the door.

“Prepare to suffer in ecstasy”, she said, with an evil smile.

I’d never seen anything like it. The first thing that caught my eye was a giant wooden X cross with chains. A stainless steel table with restraints. On the wall, whips and chains, ball gags. A stock for head and hands. A bath tub. A cage. The room was dark, red, and cold.

“Wait here”. Tracy went into a door. A few minutes later, she re-appeared, dressed in leather, low cut to her breasts, high cut up to her thigh, and boots. She was carrying a whip.

“Strip”.

I took my clothes off. She cracked the whip.

“On the table”.

I laid on the table, on my back. It was so cold. She used the restraints to bind me, my arms and legs spread.

She put a ball gag in my mouth, then put nipple clamps on my nipples. Painful, but erotic.

She grabbed a flogger, and struck my legs. More pain. She then took an ostrich tickler, and began to tickle my stomach. She moved the tickler to my cock and balls. I became erect.

“You don’t have permission to get hard”, and struck my cock with the flogger.

She grabbed a bucket of ice, took an ice cube, and rubbed it on my cock.