Shuttered Truth

Leona

After another bruising session with Pavel in which he praised my approval and went and set up the cameras in the impact play room per Gary's text request. He wanted me to shoot them from the moment they were ready to enter the play room and so I met Gary and David in the main room of the club where they were chatting with Ryan and Dónal with the roaming camera in hand. The brothers asked if they could sit in and the gay couple agreed.

I'd been hoping to talk to the guys about the fact that our serial killer had been at the play last night. It seemed really strange that he had a ticket for the same night as us and I couldn't shake the feeling that there was something off about the whole thing. For the moment, I needed to concentrate on my job.

In Gary's and David's BDSM relationship Gary was the Dominant and David the submissive and so I understood that Gary would be directing things today. Once the conversation died away Gary turned to me and asked me to start recording. Gary was at least ten years older than David, Gary in his forties David in his thirties. Both men kept themselves in shape but Gary did carry a few extra pounds which was completely natural and was well distributed over his tall frame. He had a few inches on David but the Vincenzi's were still taller.

Slowly as they stood opposite one another the atmosphere between then shifted and I framed the video so that while I could see Gary's expressions it was David's reactions that was the centre of the footage.

"You know that we're not here to day to have fun, right?" Gary asked and David lowered his head and stared at the floor. We'd agreed that no names would be used in any dialogue included in the footage.

"Yes, I do."

"Why are we here?"

"For punishment."

"And why are you being punished today?"

"Because I need it."

"Why do you need to be punished?"

"Because I broke our agreement that I was only allowed access to our shared credit card if I stayed under the budget we set down."

"Why else?"

"Because I lied to you."

"And more importantly, why else?"

David pressed the top of his head into Gary's chest and blew out a breath. This was obviously something real and personal to them and I took note that we would need to be sensitive about how we edited this and also how we shared it.

Gary's hand held the back of his neck but he waited silently.

"Because I spent the money on gambling instead of reaching out to my Gambler's Anonymous sponsor or counsellor...or you."

Gary pressed his lips to the back of David's head and I zoomed in on that contact.

"Do you think I'm angry with you today?"

"No. You were angry with me because I hurt you but you've waited until you were calm again before agreeing to the punishment."

"Why do you think this punishment is going to help?"

"I'm hoping it will deter me from not reaching out for help if I feel the need to gamble again. I'm hoping it might make me feel a little better about lying to and hurting you."

"Today's punishments will hurt and will push you to the limits of your endurance but you are in control of when this punishment ends by use of your safe word. All other protests be they verbal or physical such as saying 'no' or 'stop' or trying to get away or avoid will be ignored. I will not stop until you stop me unless I believe you to be in physical or emotional danger or we risk you suffering permanent damage. Do you understand all of this?"

"Yes, I understand."

"Are you ready to proceed?"

"Yes. Thank you."

"On your knees. Crawl to the play room and wait for me."

David complied and began crawling across the club floor to the play room. I followed him with the camera until Gary called for me to stop. I joined him, Dónal and Ryan.

"Is that all true?" I asked gently and Gary blew out a breath.

"Yeh, he got addicted as a teenager, before we met and he's been working really hard to deal with it but this recent relapse was bad. As you heard he's in GA, has a sponsor and counsellor and is doing all he can to help himself. He'd always been honest with me about it in the past but this time he outright lied to me and it was only that the card was blocked and I checked the transactions I wouldn't have known."

"Are you sure you want this filmed and us to be there?" I asked and he turned his back to David who was sitting patiently at the play room door waiting.

"Actually I was hoping you'd all act as monitors for us today. I'm not angry with him but we're both emotionally charged. We so want him to be ok and this was his idea so we're trying it but we may need help not getting carried away."

Dónal squeezed his shoulder and nodded.

"Of course, we're here for you both."

"There will be physical damage. Bruises, broken skin, welts and lesions but please do question us if we seem to be ignoring something serious."

"We'll keep you both safe," Ryan assured him.

I began filming again as Gary joined David at the door and let him into the play room. Ryan and Dónal joined us and closed the door quietly, taking up positions on either side of the room. I checked the static cameras to ensure that all of the room including them was visible. If the club was all about safety then showing that the owners took it personally seriously for their staff was important.

"Strip," Gary instructed David who stood up and began to remove his clothes. The only item he left on was some kind of harness which left his bottom completely bare but covered his cock and balls, pressing them flat to the front of his body.

Gary had taken a bag of implements out of a locked locker at the back of the room and he laid them out on a table to one side.

"Come here. Are there any of these that you do not want me to use today?"

I followed David over and moved along the table from implement to implement.

David looked along the row of floggers, canes, belts, paddles, leather straps of all shapes and sizes and three varieties of whip.

"No you can use any or all of them. Please choose the ones you believe will be most effective."

I understood that for a lot of people this would seem like a strange way to deal with your problems but to me it was no more bizarre than thinking that drugs, alcohol or even sex might be the answer.

"Bring me your collar, cuffs and belt."

I again followed David, knowing that the static cameras would capture anything Gary was doing while we were gone. David looked through the bag and brought back red leather ankle and wrist cuffs, a red leather neck collar and a black leather belt.

He crossed back to Gary, knelt down in front of him and presented the items with his head bowed.

"Stand up and put them on."

David put everything on. The belt was new to me. It was about a foot wide and covered David's body from under his pecks to just above his pelvis. I remembered reading somewhere that impact in the soft area where the kidneys and liver were could cause internal damage and I realised that the belt protected those areas from any unintended impact.

"Kiss my feet."

David knelt down and then went into child pose in order to kiss Gary's bare feet. Gary had stripped off his shirt revealing the body of a man who was used to manual labour rather than someone who'd worked out in the gym.

Gary picked up one of the floggers and began to swing it in his hand in a circle so that the tails just brushed David's back and buttocks. When it became too much for David and he was inclined to straighten up Gary moved to the side and placed one foot on the back of David's neck, holding him down.

I moved around the couple getting footage from every angle and tried to get down low to capture David's reactions.

"Stand up and go face our favourite wall," Gary instructed and David crossed the room to a blank wall that had metal attachments to which restraints could be attached. Gary picked up one of the canes and a leather strap and joined David.

"Attach your ankles here and here," Gary indicated and when David was restrained his feet were about a foot apart.

"Arms up."

There was a metal angle attached to the wall but also jutting out which allowed David's wrists to be above his head but his body wasn't flat to the wall. I roved up and down with the camera until Gary gestured me away.

I took up a position out of the way but with David's face my focus. I heard the swish of the cane, the smacking impact and then David puffed out a breath. Again and again up to six times the cane landed. When Gary moved to David's other side I focused on David's backside and saw that there were six red welts on his right cheek one neatly beneath the other. Gary matched them with six more on David's left cheek. David giggled his butt I presumed to alleviate the sting.

Gary picked up the leather strap which was about the width of an American baseball bat. He traced it over David's skin and then began tapping softly around the welted area in a circle.

He brought his arm back and I knew this was going to be a hard hit. It landed with a loud smack and David growled into the inside of his own arm. Gary repeated six of those standing on the right side of David and then switched and repeated another six on the left side.

David was breathing heavily now and he bent and unbent his knees. He turned to Gary and the older man stepped closer.

"Please may I have a gag?" David asked and Gary nodded. He crossed to his bag and took out a silicon and leather gag. Gary also brought back a small rubber ball which he pressed into David's hand.

"Your safe action is to throw the ball."

There was a centre piece made of silicon shaped like a small dildo in the gag that went into David's mouth and a leather square that sat flush to and across his mouth. Gary buckled it behind his head and checked that it was secure but not uncomfortable.

Its effectiveness at reducing the sound of David's reaction was very good which was shown when Gary switched to a plastic paddle with holes in it and gave David another twelve strokes.

At this point David's skin had turned from light pink to a deeper shade and my instincts said that any more impact there was going to result in bruising and then broken skin.

Gary went to the table and put a glove on one of his hands. He came towards me to show the camera that one side of the glove was covered in sharp needles.

He went to David and pressed the glove against the backs of David's thighs which thus far had not be impacted. David tensed and cried out into the gag. When Gary lifted the glove the little pinpricks were visible but the skin had not been broken. He repeated this all down the backs of David's legs and then he reached around and pressed the glove to David's chest.

When David tried to avoid it he pulled on his hair causing his back to arch and so his chest to round out. David tossed his head a few times but Gary continued.

Ryan approached and using my camera's small screen monitored the effect the glove was having on David's skin. Seeming satisfied that it was the sensation that was causing the reactions he backed off again.

I glanced at the clock saw that we were just coming up on thirty minutes and I wondered how much longer it would continue.

Gary next used two heavy floggers to impact the upper half of David's back which gradually glowed red. Then he applied a short whip which left angry welts in the same area. He finally came back with a very narrow strip of leather and we had our first lesions. They weren't deep enough for the blood to flow out of them but it was clear that the skin had been broken rather than just reddened.

I glanced to Dónal and he came closer, ensuring not to disturb the scene or get in Gary's way but just to make sure that Gary stopped before he hurt David more than they wanted.

Gary stayed with the twelve strokes and so soon went to retrieve something else.

He unclipped the ankle cuffs from the wall and turned David to face outward and then secured his ankles again. He used the thin leather strip on the front of David's thighs and he was soon trying to squirm away from the implement. Gary then attached two nipple clamps and a chain to David's nipples and he hissed out his discomfort around the gag.

Over the next thirty minutes Gary worked through most of the implements on the table and there were few areas of David's exposed skin that didn't bear the marks.

Finally Gary went to the bag and brought back a large metal hook that was also a butt plug. He lubed up the bulbous end of it and I moved to shoot it being inserted into David's ass. There was cord attached to a ring at the other end and Gary tied this to the angle attached to the wall, pulling it up enough to cause David to have to come up onto his toes and even then it seemed uncomfortable. Gary tied the same kind of cord onto the chain that hung between the nipple clamps and pulled until David cried out and shook his head.

Gary then stepped back and I moved closer to capture all of David's attempts to lessen his own discomfort but a move that eased the clamps worsened the butt hook and vice versa.

Gary came back to him and hand spanked his butt cheeks with hard heavy smacks. Again he stepped back and contemplated.

After about ten minutes he approached David and pulled his head back with his hair so that they could look at each other.

"How much longer are you going to do this to yourself?" Gary asked and David's chest heaved up and down and tears sprang to his eyes. Gary held him and waited. Seconds ticked by.

"Let it go. You fucked up, you've paid a price, now you have a clean slate and a fresh start. Take it."

Gary cupped David's cheek and with his thumb wiped a fallen tear away.

The rubber ball flew from David's hand and bounced at Ryan's feet. He and Dónal sprang in to action to help Gary untie David and remove the clamps and butt plug quickly but safely. David had no ability to hold himself up and so the brothers worked together to keep him supported as his Dom gave him the care he needed after such an intense session.

Dónal offered Gary one of the private after care rooms and I followed as they carried David there and filmed until Gary had him settled on the bed and covered in a blanket awaiting whatever salves and remedies were needed to tend his abused body.

"Thank you," David whispered and Gary kissed his forehead and I switched off the camera.

"Thank you all so much," Gary said as we crossed the room and shut them in to have as much private time as they required.

We went back to the impact play room to clean and tidy away Gary's equipment and the areas of the room that had been used.

Not knowing what needed to be done I dismantled the cameras, stored them away and then wandered over to one of the cabinets that held new equipment that was free for people to take and use.

One of the drawers I opened was full of floggers. I picked one up and swung the tails so that they landed on my bare arm.

"Ow, that stings," I said in surprise, catching Ryan and Dónal's attention. They joined me at the cabinet and Dónal picked up a pair of heavier floggers.

"These are my favourites," he said and began to swing them expertly.

"You know what you're doing," I commented and Ryan nodded.

"Can I try them?" I asked and Dónal stopped their momentum and handed them to me.

"No," I shook my head, "can I see what they feel like?"

"You want Dónal to flog you?" Ryan asked, frowning a little.

"Just a little bit. Just to see what it's like."

Ryan gestured to Dónal and sat up on one of the nearby tables. Dónal gestured to the other table further down the wall.

"Lean over the table with your arms straight."

That position didn't bend my body fully but it round my back if I lowered my head which he encouraged me to do.

"I'll aim for this area which is a safe zone," he ran his fingers across my shoulder blades and I shuddered. He dropped a kiss to my head and stepped back. Soon I could feel the breeze that the tails swinging was causing and then I felt their impact. They weren't as stinging and my t-shirt was helping but after a few time hitting that area it began tingle and get warm and I couldn't stop myself from crying out a little bit.

Dónal moved away with them but then I felt the tails sweep upwards under my butt cheeks. I tried to stay still to just feel it but my knees began to bend to avoid them and so Dónal stopped. I looked over my shoulder at him and he waited.

"More, please."

"Are you a little bit of a pain slut, little lioness?" he asked with a laugh and I shrugged. I doubted it because I didn't like pain generally but there was something different about challenging myself to be in control of my reactions when the pain wasn't too much and I could stop it at any time.

"Ok, just a little more because I can't see the impact I'm having on your skin with your clothes in place," Dónal agreed but explained his reluctance. I straightened up and pulled my t-shirt off. "How does it look?"

He came over to me and inspected my back.

"It's just beginning to pink up. It will be more intense without your top," he warned.

"Ok," I nodded and he went back to his position.

I didn't manage much more but he stopped it before I did and I took that as a small victory.

I pulled my t-shirt back on while Dónal stored the floggers in an empty locker.

"Come and enter a code. This is your locker now and those floggers are for use on you only."

When I'd done that Ryan was waiting behind me.

"Is there anything else you need help with?" he asked and I bolstered my courage.

"An orgasm right about now would be great," I said in a rush as I snagged Dónal's hand and pulled him closer. "Anyone fancy a spit roast?"

"Jesus." "Fuck." These were their respective responses.

"We've created a greedy, horny monster, have we?" Dónal joked but he was moving me across the room and out into the club at speed now. Ryan switched off lights and followed us to the stairs to my apartment.

We reached the bedroom in record time and it was a race to get naked.

The most unusual experience I'd probably had so far happened when I found myself sitting on Ryan's face while he ate out my pussy and Dónal rubbed Aloe Vera gel into my tender ass cheeks and back. My first orgasm hit out of nowhere and I ran the risk of smothering the eldest Vincenzi brother as my thighs locked around his head and I ground down onto his mouth.

He emerged unscathed licking his lips and Dónal was already lining up behind me. My second orgasm was equally intense with a cock in my pussy and another in my mouth. I started a cascade and Dónal sprayed my back with his cum and Ryan shot his down my throat.

My apartment shower wasn't quite big enough for three so Ryan kissed me goodnight and left my care to his brother. We entwined our bodies together on the bed and sleep claimed us.