We have been planning the backyard BBQ for some time now, Sonia, my married woman and I had invited another match Steve and Debbie over to our house. Our yard has various mature trees surrounding a culture medium sized pool, the tree and an eight foot high gear fence give a reasonable level of secrecy from prying eyes. The midsummer weather was hot, the midday sun was high-pitched in the sky and I knew we would all end up in the pocket billiards later that day but for now we are all concentrated on having a few beverage and discussing the real reasonableness we were here.

You see my wife is my slave, she likes it that way and has been devoted to me for more than ten years. She is 30, she is an exhibitionist, she is a hurting slut and a fuck slut. While we often play with our ***********ion of lash in private she has this fantasy of being naked and whipped in populace. We pre-warned our guest that today they were to be given a show of her existent veneration to me. This wont be the low gear sentence they have seen her naked, we went camping together a few months back and during that three day misstep my married woman was often naked and fully exposed in the outdoors. While her cut back monetary standard today was no different, naked that is, her handling may well be a new experience for our guests.

Sonia and I talked about this day, she was eagre to be the only one naked, she wants to show Steve and Debbie how potent she is. So, as I said before, she is naked well almost naked, she is wearing her salve collar, soft but strong leather manacle on each wrist and on her feet she has her black leather, almost human knee gamey, stiletto kick. The boots lace up from ankle to knee over the front pecker, the substantial black cord is wrapped from side to side around bright chrome clips. The boots have no tongues and even the tightness of the whacking can not bring the sides fully together, a vertical descent of bare skin is just visible. The boot's six column inch high sharp heels make it difficult for her to walk on the flaccid sens. She must keep most of her weight on her toes so the bounder do not dig into the ground. This makes every visible muscle in her leg tense up as she walks in the curtilage, the inside of her thighs pay homage to the gym work she does on a daily base. Her body is toned like this all over, she takes great pride in maintaining herself in top condition.

Her outer pussy lips are well pronounced, beautifully rounded from the internal labia minora completing the contoured transition to the interior thighs without a single flaw, just perfective tense. Her clitoric hood is clearly visible where these back talk merge, I think I can even see the hardened nub starting to protrude from under the toughie, it will be like that most of the time she is naked in presence of us. This is her desire.

As she dutifully carries out the task of a hostess, offering cheese, crackers and drinks, her magnificent breasts sit unmoving high on her dresser. She measures 36 inches across the mamilla with not one once of fat on her back, it is all firm, hard, one shot tit, so immobile there is absolutely no sag. Her tit are long, they are pierced, she has a horseshoe adornment hanging from a shameful 14 calibre pap bar. The horseshoes are marvelous as they allow the tractableness to add a wide mountain chain of free weight, closed chain or drawstring to each pap, in fact almost anything goes, it is only limited by your imagination. Right now she has small bell hanging from each horseshoe, they give a little jingle as she moves.

Our guests are in their early thirties like us, they are fine specimens of the human wash. He is acrobatic, tall and strong with well-tanned pelt. Debbie is just the just eye candy, full figured blonde with long leg. She is wearing a light summer dress that buttons down the front man to just below her crutch when she walks I get a glimpse of her upper thigh as the dress opens up. Of the ten push button on the front of the frock only the four or five humble ones hold it closed. Her ample tit has formed a deep cleavage which is clearly visible as the unbuttoned clothes strains to contain the turgid melon. Debbie knows she is displaying her consistency, in fact I note she has undone a button or two Sir Thomas More since she arrived.

Sonia now stands naked in front of Debbie, she has a drink in each hand, she offers Debbie the drink that she had requested. Sonia stands still and silent as all slaves should. Debbie initially ignores the offer of the drink and looks over Sonia's naked body, up and down her figurehead and peering around her shoulder to see the good faith of her spine and the curve of her rump. Debbie lifts one of the mammilla bells with a couple of fingers, gives it a gentle but firm tug distending the tit until the side of meat around the hollow turn a sick egg white. She lets it outpouring back, it gives a piddling doggerel verse. Sonia barely flinched, she remained motionless. Debbie runs her index finger's long, manicured nail from Sonia's shoulder to the same tit, tracing over the top of her house breast and then around the nipple. It forms a acutely indentation which leaves a faint mark that disappears almost as quickly as it was produced. She leans in and with a wet tongue licks the position of Debbie's face from her jawline to her oculus. There is no pain in any of this only a ratification of who the striver is and who is not. Sonia still has not moved a heftiness.

Debbie takes the swallow with her left over mitt and gives Sonia a picayune tap on her can sending her off to complete her drink rung. Debbie is demonstrating that she knows more about the character of a dominating mistress than she has let on in the past. She looks over to me and gives a seductive wink.

Sonia moves to Steve and hands him a beer, Steve and I have been talking and I reassure him anything goes, he is free to do whatever he likes with Sonia. He takes the beer in his impart hand and then function his free hand over her mammilla, fingering the bells as he goes. His hand can not completely close in even one of the vast mounds so he hands the beer to me. With his newly freed hand he now has more options.

Applying a slight strength to spread her tits he pushes his left hand up into her segmentation, the spine of the hand rubbing hard against her right tit while the ribbon mould around the ball shape of her other. Imagine what this would be if she was wearing a loaded bra. He then positions his redress hand grasping the diametrical face of this cumulus of anatomy, his ovolo meeting under her tit. He squeezes tight between both hands and rotates it a few degrees left and then right and bends the tip up, he then pulls her toward him. As the bells touch his shirt he kisses her good on the lips, she responds exploring his mouth with her tongue. He lets go of her tit and moves his hands to her back, he squashes her body tight against his as the passionate osculation continues.

This endure but a second and as they break he palms her crutch lifting his hand up for me to see the feminine slime from her wet cunt. Sonia moves away and as she disappears inside we watch her behind impertinence flexing alternately as each pace is taken.

Steve takes his beer back and we all three stand around discussing Sonia. I suggest it would be a good meter to get more comfortable ourselves and strip down down to our natator. Without hesitation Steve and I remove our outer garments and give them on a spare chair. We are in compressed speedos, Steve's package is obviously coming down from a mild erection, the elastic Spandex eccentric fabric clearly shows the abstract of his oversized humanness. Debbie points it out and playfully catch a fistful which does nothing to assist it returning to normal.

Debbie has her clothes unbuttoned and lets it slip one's mind off her berm, as it falls to the ground in a silken batch my eyes almost pop out. She is standing there in a twine two-piece and by"bowed stringed instrument"I mean"String ”. There are only three meagre elongated triangles of white satin that are held together by translucent charge plate strings. The triangles are all the Saame size about 1 in at the home and about 3 inches long. The outfit does little to get over her modesty.

Each of her mamilla push a excrescence in their respective masking while the areola can be seen protruding from each English of the narrowing triangle shape. Her boobs display an indentation caused by the bowed stringed instrument straining to hold the intemperate orb. I don't need a tape to tell me they are in inordinateness of my wife's 36 column inch and for that intellect they appear to experience a small sag. My centre are drawn down across her flat, sway punishing corporation, past her umbilicus to the inverted trilateral of her G-string. Although her clit may be covered the lower end of this small piece of material is being devoured by her pussy. The inverted apex slips between the exposed low-spirited rim before turning into string and disappearing up the crack of her bum. pauperism I say more ? OH yes - not a pubic haircloth is seeable, nor any evidence of shaving, I suggest she is totally and permanently hairless.

My humanness begins to thicken.

I say to Steve,"I think it is time to locomote this show along a bit, when Sonia comes back we will string her up and have some fun ”. Debbie looks at both of us with an evil grin, I have trouble keeping eye tangency with this beautiful big couplet of tits sitting on her chest twisting against the inadequate fabric. Steve put his handwriting on her shoulder and runs it up behind his wife's neck, he pulls her into his lips and holds her there for a passionate kiss. When they break he says to her"you're a real bitch aren't you ?"as he gives her a playful smack on her arse.

Debbie puts her glass close to her sass and just before she takes a sip she adds,"I am really looking forward to this, I think Sonia will be grim she invited me"and then she drinks.

Sonia is taking a foresighted metre inside so I go and check what she is up to. As I enter the firm she is kneeling on the base just inside the door, head bent down with her outstretched hands offering me the end of her threesome, the other end attached to her collar."Please do by me like the break one's back gripe I really want to be"she says,"humiliate me, check my body with your whip."

I take the on the loose end of the trey and pull her to her feet, I give her one finale loving kiss before leading her exterior.

"feeling what I found inside"as I hold the leash luxuriously and while standing still I pull Sonia in a small circle showing her off to our champion."Debbie, do you need to do the honours"I say as I pass the tierce to her.

As Debbie takes the leash I motion her towards a gap between two of the trees where I already have a rope hanging from each tree. The ropes are laid our specifically to sustain her wrists luxuriously and spread when attached properly. Debbie leads Sonia to where I am standing and I point to a diminished two step pot sitting at my feet and evidence her to get Sonia up on the can. Although the pot is only about eighteen inch senior high school it is still not that sturdy on the green goddess but Sonia manages to get to the top and balance there in her boots. This pot is theatrical role of my strategy which will become patent in a span of minutes.

Now that Sonia is in position I take her go away hand and attached it to one of the ropes making for certain the R-2 is plug on her carpus cuff and there is no slack in the circle. While this is happening my wife's tits are close to Debbie's eye layer and she has hold of them assisting to help steady Sonia. I repeat the process with the early wrist joint. Debbie reaches up and unclips the leash and we stand back and admire my wife standing naked arms facing pages in the overt air. Her body is glistening in the noonday sun, small droplets of exertion are forming on her amphetamine chest as she uses her leg muscle to keep in business firm contact with the stool.

It is at this clip that I reach down and pull the stool out from under her feet.

Sonia gives a little grunt as her body drops the few inch until her toes make contact with the ground. I have been very careful to set the ropes so that once the ordure is removed her weapons system will be stretched tight but she will still have ground contact. This is of import if she is to pass any length of clock time trussed up like this.

Next I go behind the BBQ and retrieve a spreader bar, it is adjustable and has a leather shoulder strap on each end. I attached each of the destruction to her boot covered articulatio talocruralis and open the spreading until she is fully exposed and struggling to keep her toes on the land. Her articulatio talocruralis are now about three feet apart and I run my hand up her leg to her kitty and splay a mates of fingers inside showing Debbie the informality of access I now have.

So with my wife now lost, raw and counterpane spacious, Debbie takes the wind and runs her hands up and down Sonia's ridicule passing the side of her teat to her armpits and back down. She uses her foresighted finger nails to lightly play with the exposed skin. As Debbie turns side on to us she grabs our eye striking and without looking away runs one hand between Sonia's legs and give her pussy a dear rub.



"This is fun"she says,"I could play here all day ”.

I reply,"That's amercement, you play for a bit while Steve and I have a beer ”. Steve and I grab a rear and watch over the little girl. At this time I have a boner that is busting to get out of my swimmers.

Debbie turns back to Sonia who is now showing signs of discomfort, she flexes her biceps trying to get some slack in the rope but none is uncommitted. Debbie hugs Sonia's naked body around the chest, two sets of tits crushing together, we get a good vista of Debbie's croup, two bare globes with a string emerging from the top forming the lean waste band of her bikini merchantman. As she leans in towards Sonia she takes some free weight off her own human foot which adds to the stress Sonia is feeling in her widely stretched sleeve, the trees rustle a bit as the branches she is tied to move. Debbie buries her face into Sonia's neck and is obviously biting her hard, we hear Sonia gasp in pain, we can see her trying to kick but her legs they are held widely spread by the broadcaster bar. One genu bends up but it doesn't help much pulling the inverse groundwork vertical to her eubstance, these actions merely highlight her discomfort.

Debbie slides around to my wife's back and squashes her own body, her own tits, against Sonia's back. We see her hands appear running up from Sonia's pelvis to eventually cup each of her tits, she looks at us over Sonia's berm with a wicked evil grin on her face.

As Debbie grabs the mammilla doorbell and distends the teats again she licks Sonia's left ear overly salivating the area so it is completely moist with her spit. Her tongue is exploring inside the ear canal. She moves to the side and begins to dry extrusion Sonia's leg, Debbie's left tit is now mashing with the slope of Sonia's tit, Debbie's small bikini top can not fully contain the orb while this is going on, her nipple pillow slip free as the material is pushed away from the meat of the mound. Debbie's left hand has moved down and is now playing with Sonia's pussy back talk. We can hear a slurping phone and can now see missy juices being stirred up between my wife's legs.

"Hey Debbie ”, I call"ejaculate over here for a arcminute"

I refill her glass with a scotch as she repositions her bikini top in an attempt to cover that exposed mammilla. I tell her to get a clustering of clothes pegs from the laundry and we will trot them on to Sonia's body. As she is moving off to get them Steve and I watch that perfect bare arse working, just like my wife's did, developing a small fold that appears and then disappears with each step.

I get up and take a drink to my lover offering it to her back talk, she drinks a big gulp but breaths out heavily when she realises it is uncoiled Scotch whisky and not so smooth as it goes down her throat. I say to her"You had better have more of this, it may ease the botheration to amount ”. I run my free handwriting over her bound and naked body feeling her magnificent knocker, flicking those tit bells while she finishes the ice I am holding to her mouth.

Debbie returns with a field goal of the pegs and in the basketful was some cosmic string I purposely put in there other today. Sonia sees them and begins to say"No, no, no not those oarlock ”. Sonia and I have played with nail before but they are the faint ones you get from the sex shop, these I are larger charge plate, each with a impregnable outpouring to ensure the apparel do not fall from the line.

I gently pat her on the slope of her human face to settle her down,"don't exertion my girl there is cipher you can do now so just enjoy ”. I slip my hand behind her head and pull her to my lip for a passionate kiss and as I do I pussyfoot my get out hand to one of her mammilla and pinch hard against the bar that is imbedded therein. She tries to pull her head back but I hold her groaning mouth to mine exploring her inner back talk with my knife. My manhood is beginning to grow hard.

After a few irregular I break the kiss and tie-up in front of her, Debbie reaches down and finger my cock through my swimmers. She still has the peg handbasket in her early paw so I tell her to start dressing Sonia with them. I take a few s to unclip the bells hanging from my wife's nipples, this gives Debbie better approach to nip off pegs direct on those medium buds.

The peg are solid, they have little serrations on the clamping end so they don't slip. Debbie has placed several on Sonia's trunk, she must first hook up a piece of skin and control it there while she places each peg on. I note she pinches the tight peel with her fingernails and arduous than necessary, she is a real sadist I am certainly. Sonia squints her center as she undergoes the individual torture of each peg, one by one. It takes only a few minutes for Debbie to place ten or twelve pegs up each English of her body from her pubic bone, just above her pussy, curving out to the position of her waist and then running up to the underarm gallant of each tit. That sensitive bulge where each mound swells from the apartment tegument at the side of her rib cage to form an almost a perfective tense formal before it transitions into the manoeuver nipple.

Sonia is calm, once the thole are clamped the botheration of each pinch point settles down to barely a mild throb which she is well-situated with. I intend to increase her discomfort level.

I take a couple of pegs from the basketball hoop, I open the for the first time one, grab her right nipple and countermand the cavalry brake shoe jewellery up and then curve the mammilla a bit to make the nub erect. I can see the tiny heftiness around the teat contracting, tensioning up the amber bod. I look into her eyes and see a lowly bust appearing as I offer the peg to the tip of the mammilla and close it slowly against the implant piercing bar. I let go, she winces in hurting. The split in her eyes are more predominant now although she is not crying or complaining.

Before I can do the other nipple Debbie takes the second peg from my hand and stage set about repeating the process on Sonia's left tit. She leans down to suck the pap erect, what a sight, seeing an almost naked gorgeous woman sucking the tit of my naked and bond married woman, she takes longer than needed but who is complaining. My manhood disruption free of its confines, only I notice.

Debbie straightens up flexing the peg open and closed a few multiplication in front of Sonia. She places it over the erect mammilla positioning just the tip of the nipple between the teeth of the peg. As she starts to close the teeth the thin fleshy tissue layer is squashed against the imbedded bar, she is not gentle and she lets the end bit of front skid though her digit tips. The pegs snap fastener closed. This draws a gasp from my wife, she involuntarily withdraws her shoulders attempting to pull away from the peg.

Sonia is obviously hurting but like the ointment she wants to be she remains unsounded and uncomplaining, only the occasional gasp escapes her oral fissure. I reach down and feel her cunt cupping it with my hired man, my fingers touching her anal retentive passage. I slowly draw my hand back pushing my midriff finger into her slit as it passes and giving her clit a mollify rub. She is wet, my hand is wet, I rub a footling long and watch over the pleasure in her look but I do not permit her to cum.

I break away and move back to where Steve is sitting, he has been clearly enjoying the goings on, I can see his rousing is much like mine. I pick up my drink and manus him a few pegs and say"it's your turn, I think you know where these should go ”. He doesn't have to be told twice, he gives his wife a little kiss and a slap on the bunghole as they pass each former. Debbie joins me as we both take a arse, pick up our drinking and scout on with interest.

Steve has knelt down in straw man of Sonia's crutch, his consistency is blocking our view of what is happening but we can see the periodic strabismus of pain in Sonia's center which tells us he is applying the pegs. Debbie reaches over and inside my natator and grabs my erect prick and almost subconsciously plays with it while we concentrate on what is happening in forepart of us.

We hear a squeal from Sonia and notice her look is contorted in hurting, Steve looks over his articulatio humeri and says"that one went on her clitoris ”. He gets up and moves away so now we can see he has placed two rows of nog on her snatch lips and one right on her clit. It is obvious due to the bulge in his natator that he is also sporting a large hard-on. Sonia is wriggling in her bond certificate, she is beautiful to watch tied up, gap and in discomfort.

By this metre Debbie has freed my cock from my swimmers and is trying to remove them all together, I assist and within a few irregular I am totally bare. Steve follows courtship real quick. Debbie is now on her knees with a peter in each deal, she pulls us both close enough to be able to suck our cocks alternating from one to the other. I feel the dandy pleasure as she spends a few seconds holding my cock between her lips while she uses her lingua to search the sensitive underside of the glans. If she keeps this up I will cum but I don't want to do that yet.

As she breaks away I help her to her substructure and flavour to Steve saying,"man, she gives wonderful forefront"

Steve replies,"I agree, she is absolutely the outdo I have ever experienced, wait until she deep throats you"as he puts his finger under her bikini top, pulls it out and lets it crack back onto her nipple and suggests she get rid it. She undoes the two train and throws the minuscule piece of garb onto the board. Steve points to her two-piece bottoms and apparent motion her to get rid of it. Again she undoes the strings and tosses the slice onto the table.

Now I can see her complete body in all its beauty, her large ring of color and farseeing nipples complement her terrific pinhead. She puts her hands under them holding them up for us to have a closer inspection. My gaze is then drawn to her bald pussy, her labia are quite tumid and now have the freedom to cling low outside her lip. Stunning, absolutely stunning.

All this clock time Sonia has been hanging in her bondage not saying anything but obviously feeling uncomfortable, she is continually trying to get a ameliorate foothold on the priming coat. She has also been watching Debbie suck my prick while she is ineffective to get together in.

I make my way to Sonia with another Scotch whisky in my hand and whirl it up to her rima oris, again she drinks it all but gives a little cough as the emotional state runs down her throat. I am standing beside her and begin running my hand loosely over her consistency making sure to close the stick against her physical structure and let them flip back upright piano. I pay item aid to the two on her pap, flicking then hard with my digit, they appear firmly locked onto the mamilla compressing the tender flesh against the nipple bar. The fiddling horseshoe is sitting in the amphetamine edge of the peg and flips around when I do but comes back to rest quickly.

I look over at Steve and Debbie, Steve is massaging some sun tan lotion into his married woman's body. The sun is high in the sky and now I am beginning to also sense the burn. Sonia has a red tinge starting to appear on her shoulder and speed breasts.

Considering the situation I say to the radical,"it about prison term we progressed with the body process so we can have a swim, Debbie can you fetch some lotion over to me please ”. As Debbie brings the thermionic valve over to me I say,"Please cover my body so I don't get burnt ”. She replies,"only too happy to"as she begins to massage the application into my articulatio humeri while I stand in strawman of my wife. She finishes my shoulders in about thirty seconds and then says"now for the balance of your body ”. She steps back and squeezes half of the underground onto the point of her naked chest and comes to the strawman of me and begins doing squats while at the same clock time pushing her titty against my body. To proceed me from moving back she has hold of my bare arse. Up and down, English to side, her tits rub against me, on the down stroke my stiff cock slips through her slippery cleavage as her pap rub on my second joint. She takes a mates of minutes to completely cover the front of my body and then repeats the process with my vertebral column. Sonia looks on.

Debbie starts to put lotion on Sonia but I stop her saying,"we will get her later, first we have work to do ”. I go into the household and bring back a prospicient rectangular case not unlike a case that you would feel a pool cue in only this instance the contents are more than dark and Sonia know exactly what is inside.

I lay the type on the board and ask Debbie to open it. She approaches with a enchant curiosity placing her fingers on the two latches, her bare breasts rise in high spirits than normal as she inhales fully in prep for the reveal.

We hear a double click as the latches are freed and then determine as she folds the longsighted lid back on its hinges. She gasps. She stalls. Then, she reaches inside and places her right hand on the chrome studded handle of a Stock Whip. She takes it out of its place in the cushiony subject leaving behind an empty furrow that was designed to hold and protect it. As she lifts it up the trailing tail end of the party whip follows, it's length tells us it must give birth been doubled over twice. She excitedly holds the device up to render us, the handle is about a foot long and the bottom trailing over her other handwriting almost touches the terra firma. Debbie runs the handgrip against her mamilla bending then up and down as it passes, she has that schooltime girl looking of inflammation as she continues to play with it.

I walk over to the compositor's case and pull out a minute party whip that had been missed in the preceding excitement, this party whip is a mere crop, a humble grip turning into a thin semifinal rigid fibre methamphetamine hydrochloride shaft of about two pes long with a doubled leather strap on the end. I say to our au naturel Quaker"Don't forget this"as I wave the harvest around,"it will become very authoritative soon ”.

I pour another glass of Scotch and ice and move over to Sonia, I offer her the drink and ask"are you sure you want to go through with this ”, I show her the crop and use it to point to Debbie holding the whip. Sonia simply nods and drinks what I offer her. I reach around her suspended eubstance and return her a hug and as I industrial plant a loving but emphatic kiss on her lips and my tongue nosedive deep within, she returns the same strong kiss. Her peg adorned and naked dead body spirit unspoiled against mine I feel the pegs digging into my thorax, my stiff prick is pushing against her pussy but I do not let it enter.

Sonia and Steve come over and digest very close by. I break the bosom and act to them saying"let's get on with them main outcome ”,"You guys stand back a picayune and I will evidence the harvest on her ”. Sonia is rubbing the handle of the whip she is holding between her own legs the fiddling stud poker obviously flicking her clit as they pass and I can see she is wet, the grip has a shininess to it.

As they move back a little I say"first we need to remove some of these pegs ”. I raise the harvest aiming for the two pegs on the English of her lead breast and then bring it down with a firm personnel. The leather tip hits the unfold skin hard just above the offset peg and then continues down swelling of the tit until there is no more pelt to contact. One of the pegs hits the flat coat near my feet, Sonia jumps a bit and gives out a low"ARGHHHH ”, she does not name a big issue of the first hit to her torso. I can now see the dent skin where the peg was, two white rectangles with small ridges where the peg's teeth had bitten just a few secondment ago. The skin now slowly regains the natural note as the stock rushes into the areas where it had been excluded due to the pressure from the peg. I also note just above the wooden leg mark there is a rectangular red patch forming about one inch encompassing and three or four column inch long, the grounds of the crops low contact with the hide of her bare tit.

I quickly follow with another hit to the same area to reposition the second peg that remained from the first off approach. This peg hits the land, another groan of pain sensation from my naked wife. I see a little trickle of fluid seeping from her kitty and relocation in to delineate the pitting on her boob with my index finger finger's breadth and then continue it down to her clit and beyond. The pegs on her pussy do little to obliterate the wet, a sign that her consistency is betraying her, she is enjoying herself.

I look over at Steve, he has his hard shaft in his hand rubbing the tip, Debbie is leaning on his berm pushing her bare tits into his side while she runs her resign script over his chest. Their attention is riveted on the show that Sonia and I are providing, as I watch them I convince myself I am going to roll in the hay Debbie later, fuck her real good.

I call to Steve,"come over and ascertain closer, I want you to do the other side in a instant ”. As he watches I continue with the process of whipping off the four or five former pegs that run from below her left bosom across her rib coop to the centre of attention of her Mon Venus. I aim to come to the flesh well before each peg to ensure I get it 1st time, that is the science of a dead on target master. As the crop hits her skin and knocks each peg off Sonia give her usual painful gasp but nothing more.

Once they are all gone, I did miss one and had to hit twice, I stand back and let her have intercourse now is the time for the nipple peg.

I tell her,"now poke you tits out and pull your headland back or I may hit your nose ”. As best she can she pushes her bureau out, straining her arms against the shackle that hold her just and bed cover, trying her hardest she stands on her toes, pulls her head back and tenses for the inevitable. She turns her headland to the side and looks at me from behind her arm, her eyes have an element of fearfulness showing. To get my aim I lift the crop heights and gently low-down it to the pap, flicking the horseshoe jewellery up to take a breather on the upper part of her areola, out of the way of the pending tap. I lift again and within a split second base I swing down hard.

If you could see in slacken apparent movement you would witness the craw's leather end striking the basis of the nipple, folding the nub down as the leather runs the very short distance to the peg and then catching on the plastic edge where it momentarily stops until the duplicate force to free the peg is naturally applied as my swing music continues through the arc. The peg is ripped off and this clip Sonia screams out loud,"FUCK ”, and then continues to mewl for a few second gear. She looks to me with rent in her eyes and apologies for her discretion. I reach in and apply her nipple a niggling rub looking closely at the marks left by both the peg and the crop, she just closes her eyes soaking up the sensations.

"Well ”, I say as I look to our friends watching,"what do you think about that ”, as I hold the boob tip in an crack to them to deliver a closer look.

Debbie response,"that was rattling"she gently pushes me aside and leans in to lick the excessively tumid nipple taking it fully in her mouth. The two naked fair sex are just stunning and Debbie's legal action do little to slack up my raging manhood. She pulls back from the mamilla and again list in to hug Sonia planting a replete open mouth kiss on her brim, turning her head slightly sideways so she can get full phase of the moon lip to lip physical contact, it is clear to see that both tongues are actively scouring each former's mouth. The four tits rub together, Debbie reaches down and palms my married woman's cunt, as her fingers work inside we can see the slurping sound indicating someone is very excited.

Steve and I watch for a minute or so and then I say"prison term to continue, break it up now Debbie ”.

Debbie beaks the embrace and gives me a mischievous grin. I tell her to get the string that was with the pegs and demo how to thread it through the line of pegs on Sonia's the right way side. Starting with the lowest peg she threads the string through the opening on the hinge of the jaws on each peg until she has all the pegs connected. I motion her to include a run through the pegs on both sides of Sonia's slit ending up at the"Clit Peg ”. Debbie takes a long metre to do this, she is playing with Sonia's wet cunt we can see her run in for a punch, Sonia's optic close in pleasure.

Once the string is threaded I take over and tie the frown end of the bowed stringed instrument to the clit peg, I guarantee it is a soundly knot, I do not want it to come undone. Now there is a lot of falloff in the string so I slowly pull the slack through from the pep pill most peg until there is a firm line down her right handwriting side of meat around her pussy and up to her clit. I am standing a couple of ft in battlefront of Sonia while I tie a good sized loop in the string.

Sonia is watching, Sonia is sweating in the hot sun, Sonia is concerned.

"Now Debbie"I say,"you have total controller, you can pull this fast or slow up but you must completely pull all the stick off in one go. If you don't then you will get punished yourself"

"MMMM, Maybe, maybe……… ”, she replies with a challenging flavour as she rubs her naked white meat and takes a stance like a runner ready to take on a truncheon from a squad member, arm out stretched back slightly towards my wife. I paw her the loop.

"On the enumeration of three ”, I count as I share my gaze between the two fille,"One… Two……THREE ”.

Debbie baseball swing her arm away from Sonia and at the same metre takes a full dance step in the Saame direction. The initial movement only tightens the twine, anchored by the button peg and sliding around her slit lips and up her right on side torso becoming taught under all the others. As the tension grows, the first peg, the top one on the tender side of meat of Sonia's justly breast, strains against the drag trying to curb firm the flesh captured in its jaws. As this peg drags at the skin the skin is distended until just a instant piece remains in the strong jaws, finally this last element of resistance gives way and the peg flies off. This happens to the remaining pegs down her right slope and eventually tearing at the few clamped around her slit lip, all the time the stress is being help by the clit peg which gives way as the last twosome come off. This process has taken little more than than a s or two.

Sonia shrieking. She screams so meretricious that I think the neighbour may issue forth out, she looks down at her rack body spotting the row of red marks where the pegs were. She is trying to rub her kitty-cat lips by closing her ramification but the broadcaster bar does not permit her any reliever, she is whimpering quietly now.

Debbie goes back in for another buss and runs her helping hand along the trivial rooftree where the pegs were, again she palms Sonia's pussy and rubs her clit, Sonia changes her whimper to a pleasurable groan and tries to dry extrusion Debbie's hand. There is just one peg remaining, it is on her right teat. While holding Sonia in a tight lip to lip middleman Debbie grabs the remaining peg between her digit and whirl it clockwise and repeal a few times, she pulls it away from Sonia's body and slowly open up the jaws, the nipple soda water out and as the blood rushes in Sonia again gives a petty moan into Debbie's mouth. Debbie backs away.

Steve comes up and runs his helping hand over Sonia's body using the exculpation to experience the harvest welt and the fading indentation from the pegs. trench down I think he is looking for an exculpation to fondle her consistence. His script linger on her dope completely running around the mounds trying not to drop an inch of flesh. He has a raging hard-on much like me at the moment.

I back away and get another drinkable for my married woman, as I approach again Steve steps aside and I offer the shabu to her rim and as before she drinks it down in a couplet of gulps.

"prison term for a swim"I say to our guests.

Steve replies"what about Sonia ”.

"No Steve, she is ok there for a bit longer, she will do skilful baking in the sun it will help oneself tender her skin for the whipping she is about to receive ”,"Let's GO"I motion as the three of us get in to the pool.

The water is warmly due to the summer sun but still enough to cool down me down. Debbie's tits are now weightless sitting higher on her chest almost unaffected by gravity, she moves close to me and hit down under the piddle to grab my cock. She gives it a few tugs and it is now hard again, Steve also moves in and gives her a to the full on kiss, lifting her arse up until she is almost floating but she still hasn't let go of me. Her tits break the surface so I take the opportunity to throw a sucking on the one closest to me, my lips completely surrounding the mammilla and areola. Steve is busy sucking her face and trying to book her on the surface, she has to let go of my rooster, it is getting out of stretch. I move down her body and get between her wooden leg which with a small avail from me are now on the surface. I position her lower legs over my shoulders and am now facing her subject pussy, I lean in and begin licking her snatch. It is moist inside and not only from the pool water I can clearly taste her sweet womanly juices indicating her state of arousal.

I reach under her and location my thumb at the entering to her anal passage, I wriggle it around the crocked opening until I can feel her relax and leave me to labour it further in. It slips in stretching her sphincter until the base of my thumb stops any further forward motion. I begin bill movement inside her arse with the tip of my thumb and now I close my remaining finger on her external arse and clamp her tight with my mitt. With this hand I push her higher so my mouth can get full force on her cunt, my tongue dives deep within.

For the next few minutes Steve has the top end of his wife and I have the keister end, we play, we make her cum hard. Steve says"let's get her out of here and she can service us."I unplug my thumb from her asshole and dip her legs then make my way out of the pool to the poolside lounge. Steve escorts her out and leads her to me then pushes her to her knees between my leg.

He grabs a fistful of hair and forces her aspect over my John Rock hard stopcock pushing down until it all disappears inside her mouth. Her chin up smash my egg and he holds her there until she starts to skin, pushing against my branch with her hands. She needs air but Steve holds firm for a few to a greater extent sec and then pulls her off."I know how farsighted she can accommodate her breath"he says. As her face comes completely off my cock a long string of fatheaded spit drainage from her sass but just as she is getting some air into her lungs Steve pushes her onto my cock again and this time pumps her head word up and down the full length of my manhood. He lets her own the occasional breather but keeps this process going for two or three minute until I spew my load into her back talk. I lean back and stare at my hanging wife as I continue to convulse in spasms of interjection. All she can do is hang there and watch, she smiles at me.

Steve pulls his wife off me and lays her on the gage and simply fucks her, pumping hard for a couple of minutes until finally he pulls out and spurt his cum all over here tits. She now looks a rattling hatful with my cum blend with her spittle all over her aspect and Steve's cum over her torso. He grabs her Bikini top and ties her paw behind her back so she can not cleanse up.

"Steve, let's have a swallow and then finish off the day's activities before I get the BBQ going ”.

"Ok, I need a few mo anyway after that heavy shtup, I really needed the release"he replies.

Meanwhile Debbie is sitting on the grass a minuscule uncomfortable but contented. I am sure if she really wanted to she could bring out the binds holding her work force behind her spinal column. Her arms in this berth make her tits stick out proudly from her chest, it is a real sight to see, it makes for a discussion point while we drink.

After we finish discussing Debbie I ask Steve,"What do you think about Sonia strung up like she is."

"She looks gorgeous, the way she is stretched appearance every rib in her body and accentuates the curvature of her tits just below her armpits. I love her inner thighs, the shape just before they turn into her pussycat, you are one golden man"he responds."And you thoughts about my wife"he asks.

"Mmmm much the same I guess, she has a big body and gives upright headland, but I think she could use a short discipline, I mean tone at her sitting there covered in gook"As I respond I give a pocket-size jest at the irony of the final words in my comment.

Steve asks"Maybe one day you can give me some tips on discipline ?"

"When we finish our crapulence I will do more than that, I will give you a presentment"I tilt my head and with my middle I direct his tending towards Sonia. She is becoming a little agitated now, she has been suspended like this for about an hour, her arms must be getting tired.

"Steve, let's give Debbie a last up horizon of the natural process, I think we should tie her ankle joint to Sonia's ankles and with her hired man behind her rear she will have no choice but to look on"

Steve replies"OK “, and drags her fundament to cable up with Sonia's. I toss him some forget me drug from the table and he ties the girl's left ankles to right and rectify to left. Debbie is now lying on her back manus trapped beneath her looking up at Sonia, Sonia on the other mitt is looking down at Debbie. Both slit spread wide open, wide.

I pick up the caudex party whip and give it a couple of cracks in mid-air, I am experienced with this whip and so is Sonia, well she does know how the receiving end tactile property at least. This however will be the first meter she has been whipped in front of early people, we had discussed this and she is eager to demonstrate her resiliency, I on the former handwriting am determined to separate her in front of our friends.

"Steve, I will demonstrate the use of this whip and then fall in it to you so you can give her a couple of hits. It is significant to firstly account your injection so as not to induce any unintended injury, for example you do not want to hit the face or neck. I normally stand back and have a practice swing or two which are so light they barely touch the skin."

I stand about five feet to Sonia's left incline and about the same to her backside. She looks stunning from here I can see her speed thigh muscle strong and hard they join in to her trunk at the base of her arse impertinence. These half round Earth appear attached to her soundbox below a rigid rear that is slightly bent forward at the rear of the waist. The double-dyed hourglass shape which is partially formed by these lineament is clearly evident from this angle and the incline of her left breast forms the entirely deviation from such an almost geometric figure of speech.

I come back to realism, holding the whip in my right hand I lightly swing aiming at Sonia's shoulder blades. The whiplash barely touches her tegument, I repeat this outgrowth a twain of times, Sonia is tensing up waiting for the substantial strike. On the 4th swing I bring my arm forward with lightning speed and stay the golf stroke until way after the whiplash has struck her consistence. The on-swing is the orphic to inflicting pain and getting the cracking audio as the whip strikes the flesh.

Sonia's upper body jerks forward in a futile attempt to turn tail the lash that has already hit her, she gives a low grunt and then relaxes back into the position supported by the ropes. Debbie looks up from her position at Sonia's feet, mouthpiece agape.

"Steve, come over here and have a look."I motion him over the see Sonia's back."See the red air gaining colour, the wale starting to heighten and particularly see where the tail of the whip has wrapped around her face and struck just here on the incline of her tit, that's where it hurts the most. The perfect crack is where the tip of the lash lands right on the nipple ”.

Steve runs his finger's breadth along the welt and uses the bakshis of his finger to stab the mark developing on the face of her tit."I love it ”, he says as I see his prick growing again.

"Ok stand back Steve and I will land a distich more ”, I step back and remove my practice swing aiming for the soft lumbar region just above her fundament. Again my aim is to have the tip wrap around her waist and depart a tell-tale stain on her slope. My cut is hone, the whiplash strikes her lower cover, it cracks against her skin dead in line with her belly button but a few column inch to the incline. Again her body lurches forward but way too late to have any influence on the painfulness imparted by the blow. I waste no time and strike again two more times in quick sequence and a picayune lower each time. Every strike is consummate, there are now four red wheal on her back from her bring down berm to her rump. Sonia has snag in her eye and she is wriggling her arse trying to ease the pain, the movement is somewhat restricted with her base anchored to Debbie's.

"Steve, your twist ”, I say as I hired hand him the lash,"standstill on the other side and criss-cross my marks, remember to train a cushy practice swing first ”. I lean in to Sonia and perpetrate her forefront back so I can give her a buss. Even though she has been unattackable and only let out the occasional oink I notice her mouthpiece has that excess moistness associated with rallying cry."Are you ok letting Steve drill on you ? ”, I ask, not that I would turn back him if she said no. She looks into my eyes and simply nods approval.

I move back and say"go for it Steve ”. Sonia rolls her head to her right to look at Steve, he returns her regard for a second and then looks to check his back swing music, she grits her teeth. Steve lets fly with a intemperate and fast slash, the whip lying two-dimensional on her binding just below my first hit, Sonia lets out an"Arghhh"as she struggles to get her balance back for the side by side cut. Steve's next swing hits her low but it is not quite long enough and the tip finishes its travel on her leave can cheek digging deep into the delicate human body. He draws back and swing again this time leaning in a little closer, the whip hits close to the last mark but this time it wraps around her frown body and the whip end cracking right on her slit.

Sonia lets out a high pitched yelp, obviously she was not prepared for a hit in such a sensitive berth. She is now breathing hard, sweating and crying openly, but she stands ready for the next rap.

Steve and I come together and discourse the lashes he has laid on her. We look at her back and feel the welts with our fingers paying specific attending to the abstruse mark, almost broken peel, on her rump where his lash was a bit unawares. We both take a faithful look at her pussy where the shoemaker's last strike finished, I touch her slit right where it is red, she is wet, I find it amazing that when being hurt like this she get turned on but that's my adorable wife. Steve also has a feel and I notice he pushes his finger rich inside, I can't see what he is doing in there but Sonia lets out a pleasurable moan.

All this meter Debbie has been mute watching the transactions but now rattles her mortise joint and askes to be freed, Steve obliges and unties her ankles and as she stands he releases her hands. Debbie moves in and analyse the wale on Sonia's back which she has not been able to see until now. Debbie comments"These look fantastic, can I do some ?"as she holds her bridge player out for the whip.

I say"Maybe, but not just yet"as I take ascendancy of the whip. Debbie is rubbing her own tit on Sonia's back, each of her handwriting running up and down Sonia's side, it's almost like she is fucking her from behind, biting her on the nape of the cervix. Her hands hold up my married woman's tits as she closes her fingers around the nipple. I ask her"please pull in out her mamilla jewellery, I don't what then to get caught in the whip ”. She quickly moves to the front and unscrews each nipple bar glob and carefully removes the bar, being for certain to catch the horseshoe as each bar comes out. Then just to wind up off she sucks the teat. I give her a good severe flick on her stark tush with the whip and she screams with surprisal. I tell her to get out of the way or she will get more. She backs off quickly leaving Sonia's nipples moist and erect.

"Ok guy and gal, here we go with the finis, I will lay some red Marks on Sonia's forepart from her boobs to her thigh. Some will get from the social movement and I will try to get a few from around her back ”."Are you quick my Slut ”, Sonia barely moves only looks me in the eyes and gives the minuscule of nods. Already I am erect so I give it a slight rub to get the look going. I note Debbie and Steve are in a sideway embrace, she's holding his tool and he has one arm around her berm, the former paw is playing with her tit. This will be Sonia's hardest whipping I have ever given her and as we agreed there will be no base hit word.

My first-class honours degree hit is meek but just the tip of the whip hits her drained centre on her midriff, she pulls back but way too late. The second is practically gruelling and a petty higher striking her on the underside of her leftfield tit, the red wheal almost cuts the skin and she lets out a little scream. Now she is trying to displace back, this is why I had her stand on the lowly stool while I tied her off, with the extra tension in her limb the bonds do not earmark much movement. I waste no time in aiming my next rap right on her teat of the same tit, my aim is a piffling off, the whiplash hits the white flesh to the position of the areola and skip sideways hitting the nipple after the personnel has been absorbed. Another scream and now she has real tears in her eyes. Debbie and Steve are awestruck and engaged in heated petting while not taking their eyes off Sonia.

Because I am right handed and swinging from the right I find it difficult to land an accurate hit on the right mammilla so I move a little closer and say to Steve,"I will now wrap the lash right around her back so the tips hits her right nipple ”.

I swing unbendable but stop the movement as the whip contacts her slope this allows the remaining tail to wrap her physical structure, it doesn't cause often stress on her backbone but as the tip finishes its travel it cracks sharp on the side of her right tit, that tender stretched skin. She grunts, I missed the nipple, I swing again. This prison term a bit harder, loyal and closer and"BAM"a direct hit, the frayed end of the whip contacts her correct pap with a loud tornado. She screams pulling at her bonds, turning her dead body sideways trying to get away. Her mightily thigh muscles contract as that genu comes up in a feeble attempt to protect her pep pill consistence. The toes of the other foot try to maintain contact with the ground, her weapon system are straining, biceps tensed. I haven't finished yet, I am only getting started and she is shaking her head mouthing"No, No"her fount is streaked with tears.

I swing again, a endorse hand swipe this metre hitting her tensed belly she could see that one advent, both stifle come up but they do not help, immediately a red strip begins to seem. I quickly follow with a forehand swing hitting the position of her rump, then a back hired hand targeting her spread pussy with the tail end of the party whip. With her legs held clear by the spreader bar it is an easy hit and a address upward slash parts her mouth even further, she screams an extended"FUUUUCK"followed by a more quiet"No more, No more, RED, RED ”. She is now sobbing, her speed chest is wet from her binge and spit and she swears at me.

I still need to demo her when she says"no safe word"it means"no safe word"so I continue my barrage several Sir Thomas More very surd hitting right on her tits across her nipples and just above, she has so many stripes merging they are hard to calculate. She is shaking her body trying to escape.

I move behind her and lead off a barrage up between her peg, it is hard to get a full moon lilt but then the target is the most raw parting of a cleaning woman's body and accuracy is more important than military unit. Some of the hits wrap between her legs up past her pussy and hit her pubic mound, they leave a cracking sound. Then there are few that end rightfield in her slit, the whip sounds a little muffled by the soft lips but the vocal music speech sound coming from her more than make up for that.

I am getting tired and want some sexual release so I stop, she is breathing heavy but silent. I suggest to the other two it is time to let her down.

Debbie speaks up"She is amazing can I have a hit ?"she has her hand on her own snatch vigorously massaging it.

I had her the whiplash and say"be careful, just a span"

Debbie stands on Sonia's right side and aims right across Sonia's breast, her first hit is a little low, slipping off the lower swell of Sonia's boobs but the second ten-strike is perfect and lays the rack up end on her left hand tit and the remainder of the eyelash squashes the in good order nipple into the tit. Sonia screams"FUCK you Debbie ”.

I take the whip back saying"She has had enough, now we must attend to her"

I take the tautness off her weapon one at a time and release her, as she stands straight footed I undo the spreader bar while she supports herself with her manus on my shoulder joint. When she is free she leans her naked and striped body against me and I return the bosom, I cuddle and support her, running my script over her back as her tits are squashed against my chest. I can find the welts that have risen in her peel, they will take calendar week to fade.

I walk her over to the sun lounge and lay her pile on her battlefront then piece up some lotion and set about massaging it into her hide, Debbie and Steve come over and help, there are now six likable manpower gently tending to her hurt skin.

I roll her over face up and decant more lotion on her soundbox, again we all gently massage her physical structure, Debbie is concentrating on her scurvy venter Steve on her breast, I am interested to see where this is going as Debbie face gets close and closer to Sonia's pussy. My cock is close to my wife's candid and inviting mouth.

The day will continue ... ... ... ... ...