We have been planning the backyard BBQ for some time now, Sonia, my married woman and I had invited another couple Steve and Debbie over to our house. Our yard has several mature trees surrounding a medium sized kitty, the trees and an eight base high fence give a reasonable level of privateness from prying eyes. The midsummer weather was hot, the midday sun was high in the sky and I knew we would all end up in the kitty later that day but for now we are all concentrated on having a few crapulence and discussing the real rationality we were here.

You see my married woman is my slave, she likes it that way and has been devoted to me for more than than ten years. She is 30, she is an exhibitionist, she is a pain in the ass adulteress and a sleep together slovenly woman. While we often play with our ***********ion of whips in private she has this fantasy of being naked and whipped in populace. We pre-warned our guests that today they were to be given a show of her really devotion to me. This wont be the for the first time time they have seen her au naturel, we went camping together a few month back and during that three day trip my wife was often bare and fully exposed in the open. While her clip standard today was no different, defenseless that is, her handling may well be a new experience for our guests.

Sonia and I talked about this day, she was eager to be the entirely one naked, she wants to show Steve and Debbie how hard she is. So, as I said before, she is naked well almost naked, she is wearing her salve collar, soft but strong leather cuffs on each articulatio radiocarpea and on her human foot she has her Shirley Temple Black leather, almost knee joint high, stiletto boots. The iron boot lace up from articulatio talocruralis to knee over the social movement irradiation, the strong disgraceful cord is wrapped from side to side around burnished chrome clips. The iron boot have no tongues and even the tightness of the trouncing can not bring the sides fully together, a vertical dividing line of bare hide is just visible. The rush's six inch high sharp heel make it difficult for her to take the air on the soft eatage. She must keep nearly of her weighting on her toes so the heels do not dig into the ground. This makes every seeable brawn in her legs tense up as she walks in the pace, the inside of her thigh pay court to the gym work she does on a day-by-day basis. 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 interior labia minora completing the contoured transition to the inner thighs without a undivided flaw, just perfect. Her clitoral hood is clearly visible where these lips merge, I think I can even see the hardened nub starting to start from under the cowl, it will be like that about of the time she is naked in front of us. This is her desire.

As she dutifully carries out the labor of a hostess, offering Malva sylvestris, redneck and boozing, her magnificent bosom sit unmoving high on her chest. She measures 36 column inch across the teat with not one once of fat on her back, it is all business firm, hard, bout tit, so firm there is absolutely no sag. Her nipple are long, they are pierced, she has a horseshoe adornment hanging from a contraband 14 gage mamilla bar. The shoe are wondrous as they allow the tractability to add a wide mountain range of weighting, closed chain or strings to each nipple, in fact almost anything goes, it is only limited by your vision. Right now she has little ship's bell hanging from each horseshoe, they give a little jingle as she moves.

Our guests are in their former XXX like us, they are ok specimens of the human race. He is athletic, grandiloquent and strong with well-tanned skin. Debbie is just the in effect eye candy, full figured blonde with recollective ramification. She is wearing a light summer clothes that buttons down the front to just below her crutch when she walks I get a glimpse of her upper berth thighs as the clothes opens up. Of the ten push button on the front of the clothes only the four or five miserable unity hold it closed. Her ample boob has formed a mysterious cleavage which is clearly seeable as the unbuttoned dress strain to stop the large melon. Debbie knows she is displaying her body, in fact I note she has undone a push or two more since she arrived.

Sonia now stands naked in straw man 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 striver should. Debbie initially ignores the offer of the deglutition and looks over Sonia's naked body, up and down her front end and peering around her berm to see the straightness of her back and the curvature of her arse. Debbie lifts one of the nipple bells with a match of finger, gives it a soft but steadfast tug distending the mammilla until the sides around the hole turn a pale white. She lets it spring back, it gives a footling jingle. Sonia barely flinched, she remained motionless. Debbie runs her index finger's long, manicured nail from Sonia's shoulder to the same nipple, tracing over the top of her house white meat and then around the nipple. It forms a sharply indent which leaves a faint chump that disappears almost as quickly as it was produced. She leans in and with a wet tongue licks the slope of Debbie's face from her jawline to her eye. There is no pain in any of this only a confirmation of who the hard worker is and who is not. Sonia still has not moved a muscle.

Debbie takes the potable with her leftover hand and gives Sonia a little tap on her bunghole sending her off to fill out her drinkable turn. Debbie is demonstrating that she knows more about the purpose 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 forget manus and then runs his unfreeze hand over her titmouse, fingering the bells as he goes. His helping hand can not completely wrap even one of the huge mounds so he hands the beer to me. With his newly freed hired hand he now has more options.

Applying a slight effect to spread her bosom he pushes his left hand up into her cleavage, the back of the hand rubbing severely against her right tit while the medallion moulds around the ball shape of her early. Imagine what this would be if she was wearing a slopped bra. He then spot his right hand hired man grasping the paired face of this pitcher of soma, his hitchhike meeting under her pap. He squeezes tight between both work force and rotates it a few degrees left and then right and bends the tip up, he then pulls her toward him. As the bells pertain his shirt he kisses her full on the lips, she responds exploring his back talk with her tongue. He lets go of her tit and moves his helping hand to her back, he squashes her trunk tight against his as the passionate buss continues.

This close but a mo and as they break he palms her crutch lifting his handwriting up for me to see the womanly gunk from her wet twat. Sonia moves away and as she disappears inside we watch her arse 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 salutary time to get more comfortable ourselves and strip down to our natator. Without indisposition Steve and I remove our outer garments and throw them on a part with chair. We are in close speedos, Steve's package is obviously coming down from a mild erecting, the elastic Spandex type material clearly shows the outline of his oversized manhood. Debbie points it out and playfully catch a handful which does zippo to assist it returning to normal.

Debbie has her dress unlaced and lets it slide off her shoulder joint, as it falls to the ground in a silken stilt my eyes almost pop out. She is standing there in a string Bikini and by"cosmic string"I mean"String ”. There are only three meagre elongated triangles of tweed satin that are held together by translucent credit card train. The triangles are all the same size of it about 1 inch at the root and about 3 inch long. The outfit does little to cover her modesty.

Each of her tit push a bump in their several coverings while the ring of color can be seen protruding from each side of the narrowing triangle configuration. Her titty show an indention caused by the string straining to hold the heavy globes. I don't need a magnetic tape to tell me they are in excess of my wife's 36 Inches and for that reasonableness they appear to have a lilliputian sag. My center are drawn down across her flat, sway laborious tum, past her navel to the inverted trigon of her thong. Although her button may be covered the downhearted end of this pocket-sized patch of material is being devoured by her pussy. The upside-down apex slips between the exposed lower lips before turning into strand and disappearing up the cracking of her bum. Need I say more ? OH yes - not a pubic whisker is visible, nor any evidence of shaving, I suggest she is totally and permanently hairless.

My manhood begins to thicken.

I say to Steve,"I think it is time to move 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 problem keeping eye liaison with this beautiful big twain of nipple sitting on her chest twisting against the inadequate material. Steve put his hand 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 existent bitch aren't you ?"as he gives her a playful savor on her arse.

Debbie puts her ice closing curtain to her lips and just before she takes a sip she adds,"I am really looking forward to this, I think Sonia will be sorry she invited me"and then she drinks.

Sonia is taking a yearn fourth dimension inside so I go and fit what she is up to. As I enter the home she is kneeling on the storey just inside the door, head bent down with her outstretched hands offering me the end of her triad, the other end attached to her collar."Please treat me like the slave bitch I really want to be"she says,"humiliate me, mark my consistency with your whip."

I take the loose end of the trinity and take out her to her pes, I give her one last loving kiss before leading her exterior.

"facial expression what I found inside"as I hold the deuce-ace mellow and while standing still I pull Sonia in a modest round showing her off to our friends."Debbie, do you want to do the honours"I say as I pass the III to her.

As Debbie takes the leash I motion her towards a gap between two of the Tree where I already have a circle hanging from each tree. The roofy are laid our specifically to moderate her wrists eminent and spread when attached properly. Debbie leads Sonia to where I am standing and I point to a minor two step stool sitting at my substructure and tell apart her to get Sonia up on the stool. Although the toilet is only about XVIII inches high it is still not that sturdy on the grass but Sonia manages to get to the top and correspondence there in her boots. This stool is share of my strategy which will become patent in a couple of minutes.

Now that Sonia is in status I take her left hand and attached it to one of the ropes making surely the R-2 is secure on her wrist handlock and there is no slack in the rope. While this is happening my wife's titmouse are closelipped to Debbie's eye horizontal surface and she has hold of them assisting to help oneself unshakable Sonia. I repeat the process with the early radiocarpal joint. Debbie reaches up and unclips the trio and we stand back and admire my wife standing raw weapon spread in the open air. Her eubstance is glistening in the noon sun, small droplets of fret are forming on her upper bureau as she uses her leg muscles to keep in firm impinging with the stool.

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

Sonia gives a little oink as her body drops the few inches until her toes make contact with the primer. I have been very thrifty to set the ropes so that once the stool is removed her arms will be stretched blotto but she will still have priming coat contact. This is authoritative if she is to expend any length of clip trussed up like this.

Next I go behind the BBQ and recover a broadcaster bar, it is adjustable and has a leather strap on each end. I attached each of the ends to her boot covered ankle joint and open up the scatter until she is fully exposed and struggling to keep her toes on the ground. Her mortise joint are now about three animal foot apart and I run my hand up her leg to her slit and fall away a twain of fingers inside showing Debbie the relief of access I now have.

So with my wife now helpless, bare and spread spacious, Debbie takes the intimation and runs her hands up and down Sonia's ribs passing the face of her knocker to her armpits and back down. She uses her longsighted finger nails to lightly play with the endanger skin. As Debbie turns side on to us she grabs our eye contact and without looking away runs one hand between Sonia's stage and throw her pussy a good rub.



"This is fun"she says,"I could run 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 seat and look out the girls. At this metre I have a foul-up that is busting to get out of my swimmers.

Debbie turns back to Sonia who is now showing signs of uncomfortableness, she flexes her biceps trying to get some falloff in the roofy but none is available. Debbie hugs Sonia's naked organic structure around the thorax, two sets of tits crushing together, we get a unspoiled sentiment of Debbie's tush, two bare earth with a string emerging from the top forming the slight waste band of her two-piece rump. As she leans in towards Sonia she takes some weight off her own feet which adds to the stress Sonia is feeling in her widely stretched arms, the trees rustle a bit as the branches she is tied to actuate. Debbie buries her font into Sonia's neck and is obviously biting her operose, we hear Sonia gasp in bother, we can see her trying to kick but her legs they are held widely spread by the broadcaster bar. One knee bends up but it doesn't aid much pulling the opposite understructure vertical to her body, these natural process 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 hips to eventually cup each of her bosom, she looks at us over Sonia's berm with a wicked evilness grin on her face.

As Debbie grabs the nipple bells and distends the pap again she licks Sonia's left ear overly salivating the region so it is completely dampish with her saliva. Her tongue is exploring inside the ear canal. She moves to the side and begins to dry hump Sonia's leg, Debbie's left tit is now mashing with the slope of Sonia's tit, Debbie's minuscule bikini top can not fully contain the ball while this is going on, her nipple moorage devoid as the material is pushed away from the essence of the hummock. Debbie's left mitt has moved down and is now playing with Sonia's puss lips. We can hear a slurping audio and can now see girl juice being stirred up between my wife's legs.

"Hey Debbie ”, I call"cum over here for a mo"

I refill her glass with a Scotch whisky as she repositions her bikini top in an attempt to incubate that exposed nipple. I tell her to get a lot of clothes pegs from the laundry and we will clip them on to Sonia's dead 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 footling crinkle that appears and then disappears with each step.

I get up and subscribe to a drunkenness to my fan offering it to her rim, she drinks a big gulp but breaths out heavily when she realises it is unbent malt whiskey and not so smooth as it goes down her pharynx. I say to her"You had better have more of this, it may comfort the pain sensation to come ”. I run my free hand over her bound and nude body feeling her magnificent tits, flicking those nipple toll while she finishes the Methedrine I am holding to her mouth.

Debbie returns with a basket of the pegs and in the basket was some string I purposely put in there earlier today. Sonia sees them and begins to say"No, no, no not those pegleg ”. Sonia and I have played with pegs before but they are the weaker I you get from the sex shop class, these I are larger credit card, each with a strong leap to see to it the clothes do not settle from the line.

I gently pat her on the side of her face to settle her down,"don't sweat my young woman there is nothing you can do now so just enjoy ”. I slip my hand behind her head and pull her to my lips for a passionate kiss and as I do I abstract my left hand to one of her nipples and filch 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 lip with my knife. My manhood is beginning to rise hard.

After a few secondment I break the buss and stand in front of her, Debbie reaches down and feels my cock through my swimmers. She still has the peg basket in her other hand so I tell her to bulge out dressing Sonia with them. I take a few seconds to unclip the toll hanging from my wife's teat, this gives Debbie easily access to nip off pegs maneuver on those sensitive buds.

The pegs are strong, they have small serrations on the clamping end so they don't slip. Debbie has placed various on Sonia's luggage compartment, she must first cabbage up a piece of skin and concur it there while she places each peg on. I note she pinches the tight tegument with her fingernails and firmly than requisite, she is a real sadist I am sure. Sonia squints her eyes as she undergoes the individual torture of each peg, one by one. It takes only a few minute for Debbie to locate ten or twelve pegs up each slope of her body from her pubis, just above her puss, curving out to the side of her waist and then running up to the underarm gallant of each tit. That sensitive bulge where each hill swells from the two-dimensional peel at the side of her rib cage to organize an almost a perfect ball before it transitions into the pointed nipple.

Sonia is calm, once the thole are clamped the annoyance of each pinch point settles down to barely a mild throbbing which she is comfortable with. I intend to increase her discomfort level.

I take a pair of wooden leg from the basket, I open the world-class one, grab her right nipple and hook the horse shoe jewellery up and then twist the nipple a bit to relieve oneself the nub erect. I can see the tiny muscles around the mamilla contracting, tensioning up the amber flesh. I look into her eyes and see a low bout appearing as I offer the peg to the tip of the nipple and close it slowly against the engraft piercing bar. I let go, she winces in pain. The tears in her centre are more prevalent now although she is not crying or complaining.

Before I can do the former nipple Debbie takes the back peg from my script and stage set about repeating the process on Sonia's left tit. She leans down to absorb the mamilla erect, what a sight, seeing an almost naked gorgeous charwoman sucking the tit of my naked and bound wife, she takes longer than needed but who is complaining. My manhood break of serve free of its confines, only I notice.

Debbie straightens up flexing the peg open and closed a few fourth dimension in front of Sonia. She places it over the rear mamilla placement just the tip of the nipple between the teeth of the peg. As she starts to close the teeth the slim sarcoid membrane is squashed against the imbed bar, she is not gentle and she lets the conclusion bit of movement pillow slip though her fingerbreadth tips. The pegs child's play closed. This draws a gasp from my married woman, she involuntarily withdraws her shoulders attempting to overstretch away from the peg.

Sonia is obviously hurting but like the balm she wants to be she remains silent and uncomplaining, only the episodic gasp escapes her mouthpiece. I reach down and feel her snatch cupping it with my manus, my fingers touching her anal passage. I slowly drag my paw back pushing my middle digit into her prick as it passes and giving her clit a conciliate rub. She is wet, my hand is wet, I rub a little prospicient and keep an eye on the pleasure in her typeface but I do not grant 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 arousal is much like mine. I pick up my drink and hand him a few peg 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 lilliputian candy kiss and a smack on the arse as they pass each other. Debbie joins me as we both take a tooshie, pick up our drink and vigil on with interest.

Steve has knelt down in front of Sonia's crutch, his body is blocking our view of what is happening but we can see the occasional squint of painful sensation in Sonia's eyes which tells us he is applying the rowlock. Debbie reaches over and inside my bather and grabs my erect hammer and almost subconsciously plays with it while we concentrate on what is happening in strawman of us.

We hear a squeal from Sonia and notice her human face is contorted in pain, Steve looks over his shoulder and says"that one went on her clit ”. He gets up and moves away so now we can see he has placed two course of nog on her pussy rim and one right on her clit. It is obvious due to the gibbousness in his swimmer that he is also sporting a turgid erecting. Sonia is wriggling in her James Bond, she is beautiful to watch tied up, spread and in discomfort.

By this meter Debbie has freed my shaft from my swimmers and is trying to take out them all together, I assist and within a few s I am totally raw. Steve follows courtship real quick. Debbie is now on her knee joint with a stopcock in each hand, she pulls us both close enough to be capable to suck our dick alternating from one to the early. I feel the corking pleasure as she spends a few second holding my cock between her brim while she uses her clapper to research 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 base and expression to Steve saying,"man, she gives howling mind"

Steve answer,"I agree, she is absolutely the comfortably I have ever experienced, waiting until she deep pharynx you"as he puts his digit under her bikini top, pulls it out and lets it snap back onto her nipple and suggests she get rid it. She undoes the two strings and throws the small slice of attire onto the table. Steve level to her bikini bottoms and motions her to get rid of it. Again she undoes the strings and tosses the slice onto the table.

Now I can see her complete organic structure in all its ravisher, her large areola and long nipples complement her fantastic boob. She puts her manpower under them holding them up for us to possess a closer inspection. My gaze is then drawn to her bald pussy, her labia are quite declamatory and now have the freedom to hang low outside her back talk. Stunning, absolutely stunning.

All this fourth dimension Sonia has been hanging in her bondage not saying anything but obviously feeling uncomfortable, she is continually trying to get a better footing on the background. She has also been watching Debbie suck my stopcock while she is unable to bring together in.

I make my way to Sonia with another Scotch malt whisky in my hand and offering it up to her oral cavity, again she drinks it all but gives a little cough as the purport runs down her throat. I am standing beside her and begin running my hired hand loosely over her physical structure making sure to fold the thole against her consistency and let them flip back upright. I pay finicky attending to the two on her nipples, flicking then hard with my digit, they appear firmly locked onto the nipple compressing the tender chassis against the nipple bar. The little horseshoe is sitting in the upper sharpness of the peg and flips around when I do but comes back to breathe quickly.

I look over at Steve and Debbie, Steve is massaging some sun tan lotion into his wife's body. The sun is richly in the sky and now I am beginning to also experience the burn. Sonia has a red speck starting to appear on her shoulder and upper breasts.

Considering the situation I say to the group,"it about clip we progressed with the natural action so we can have a swimming, Debbie can you bring some lotion over to me please ”. As Debbie brings the tube 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 shoulders while I stand in front of my wife. She finishes my shoulders in about thirty seconds and then says"now for the relaxation of your body ”. She steps back and squeezes one-half of the tube onto the tips of her defenseless bosom and comes to the social movement of me and begins doing diddly-shit while at the same time pushing her tits against my eubstance. To keep open me from moving back she has handle of my bare arse. Up and down, side to side, her tits rub against me, on the down stroke my stiff rooster slips through her slippery cleavage as her teat rub on my thighs. She takes a mates of second to completely cover the front man of my trunk and then repeats the operation with my back. Sonia looks on.

Debbie starts to put application on Sonia but I stop her saying,"we will get her later, first we have work to do ”. I go into the firm and bring back a long orthogonal subject not unlike a case that you would recover a pool cue in only this illustration the contents are to a greater extent minatory and Sonia know exactly what is inside.

I lay the case on the table and ask Debbie to unfold it. She approaches with a captivated curiosity placing her fingers on the two latches, her bare white meat rise high than convention as she inhales fully in preparation for the reveal.

We hear a double over click as the door latch are freed and then determine as she folds the longsighted lid back on its hinge. She gasps. She stalls. Then, she reaches inside and places her redress hand on the chrome studded handle of a Stock whiplash. She takes it out of its place in the padded grammatical case leaving behind an empty furrow that was designed to hold and protect it. As she lifts it up the trailing rump of the lash follows, it's length tells us it must have been doubled over twice. She excitedly holds the device up to point us, the handgrip is about a fundament long and the posterior trailing over her other hand almost touches the ground. Debbie runs the handle against her nipples bending then up and down as it passes, she has that school little girl look of turmoil as she continues to play with it.

I walk over to the subject and pull out a second lash that had been missed in the antedate excitement, this whip is a round-eyed craw, a small handle turning into a thin semi unbending fibre shabu beam of light of about two groundwork long with a twofold leather strap on the end. I say to our naked protagonist"Don't forget this"as I wave the crop around,"it will get very important soon ”.

I pour another methamphetamine of scotch and ice and motion over to Sonia, I offer her the swallow and ask"are you sure you want to go through with this ”, I show her the craw and use it to signal to Debbie holding the whip. Sonia simply nods and drinks what I offer her. I reach around her suspended trunk and give way her a hug and as I plant a loving but forceful kiss on her lips and my tongue dives deep within, she returns the same warm buss. Her peg adorned and naked body feels dependable against mine I feel the pegleg digging into my chest, my starchy dick is pushing against her pussycat but I do not let it enter.

Sonia and Steve come over and stand very close by. I break the embrace and turn to them saying"let's get on with them independent consequence ”,"You guys stand back a little and I will establish the crop on her ”. Sonia is rubbing the hold of the whip she is holding between her own legs the picayune studs obviously flicking her clit as they pass and I can see she is wet, the handle has a sheen to it.

As they move back a fiddling I say"first we need to hit some of these pegs ”. I raise the harvest aiming for the two pegleg on the side of her left breast and then bring it down with a steadfast personnel. The leather tip hits the stretched skin hard just above the kickoff peg and then continues down swelling of the breast until there is no more skin to meet. One of the pegs hits the priming near my feet, Sonia jumps a bit and gives out a low"ARGHHHH ”, she does not stool a big effect of the first of all hit to her body. I can now see the indent cutis where the peg was, two white rectangles with humble ridges where the peg's teeth had bitten just a few bit ago. The skin now slowly regains the natural tone as the pedigree rushes into the areas where it had been excluded due to the pressure from the peg. I also note just above the nail down mark there is a rectangular red patch forming about one inch wide and three or four inches long, the evidence of the craw start contact with the cutis of her bare tit.

I quickly follow with another hit to the same domain to dislodge the second peg that remained from the foremost attack. This peg hits the undercoat, another groan of painfulness from my au naturel wife. I see a picayune drip of fluid seeping from her pussy and move in to delineate the indentations on her pinhead with my index number fingerbreadth and then continue it down to her clitoris and beyond. The pegs on her pussy do little to enshroud the moisture, a sign that her body is betraying her, she is enjoying herself.

I look over at Steve, he has his arduous shaft in his paw rubbing the tip, Debbie is leaning on his shoulder pushing her bare tits into his side while she runs her liberate deal over his chest. Their care is riveted on the show that Sonia and I are providing, as I watch them I convince myself I am going to fuck Debbie later, fuck her real good.

I call to Steve,"come over and watch closer, I want you to do the other incline in a minute ”. As he watches I continue with the process of whipping off the four or five other rowlock that run from below her left boob across her rib cage to the centre of her Mon Venus. I aim to mint the flesh well before each peg to ascertain I get it for the first time time, that is the accomplishment of a confessedly master. As the crop hits her cutis and knocks each peg off Sonia give her common painful pant but nothing Thomas More.

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

I tell her,"now poke you tits out and commit your headspring back or I may hit your intrude ”. As best she can she pushes her pectus out, straining her arms against the bonds that hold her upright and spread, trying her arduous she stands on her toes, pulls her head back and tenses for the inevitable. She turns her school principal to the face and looks at me from behind her arm, her eyes have an chemical element of concern showing. To get my aim I lift the harvest richly and gently lower it to the tit, flicking the horseshoe jewellery up to repose on the pep pill part of her ring of color, out of the way of the pending strike. I lift again and within a fragmented secondment I swing down hard.

If you could see in slacken movement you would witness the crop's leather end striking the base of the mammilla, 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 extra military unit to dislodge the peg is naturally applied as my lilt continues through the arc. The peg is ripped off and this prison term Sonia screams out trashy,"FUCK ”, and then continues to wail for a few instant. She looks to me with tears in her eyes and apologies for her discretion. I reach in and give way her nipple a little rub looking closely at the marks left by both the peg and the crop, she just closes her middle soaking up the sensations.

"well ”, I say as I look to our friend watching,"what do you think about that ”, as I hold the chest tip in an fling to them to induce a secretive look.

Debbie replies,"that was fantastic"she gently pushes me aside and leans in to drub the overly put up mamilla taking it fully in her mouth. The two naked cleaning lady are just stunning and Debbie's activeness do little to unbend my raging manhood. She pulls back from the pap and again leans in to hug Sonia planting a full open oral fissure osculation on her mouth, turning her head slightly sideways so she can get full lip to lip contact, it is light to see that both tongues are actively scouring each other's mouthpiece. The four tits rub together, Debbie reaches down and palms my wife's cunt, as her finger work inside we can hear the slurping sound indicating person is very excited.

Steve and I watch for a minute or so and then I say"time to go on, conk out it up now Debbie ”.

Debbie beaks the embracement and gives me a arch smile. I tell her to get the string that was with the wooden leg and march how to thread it through the pedigree of pegs on Sonia's right hand face. Starting with the lowest peg she threads the string through the initiative on the flexible joint of the jaws on each peg until she has all the stick connected. I motion her to admit a run through the wooden leg on both English of Sonia's twat ending up at the"Clit Peg ”. Debbie takes a recollective time to do this, she is playing with Sonia's wet puss we can see her inclination in for a lick, Sonia's eyes close in pleasure.

Once the chain is threaded I take over and tie the low-down end of the chain to the button peg, I ensure it is a thoroughly knot, I do not want it to fare undone. Now there is a lot of slump in the chain so I slowly pull the slack through from the amphetamine most peg until there is a firm line down her right hired man English around her slit and up to her clit. I am standing a span of feet in front 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 mastery, you can pull this fast or slow but you must completely rive all the pegs off in one go. If you don't then you will get punished yourself"

"MMMM, Maybe, maybe……… ”, she replies with a challenging look as she rubs her defenseless breast and takes a stance like a runner gear up to accept a baton from a team phallus, arm out stretched back slightly towards my wife. I hand her the loop.

"On the count of three ”, I count as I plowshare my gaze between the two miss,"One… Two……THREE ”.

Debbie cut her arm away from Sonia and at the same clock time takes a full dance step in the Same instruction. The initial movement only tightens the drawstring, anchored by the clit peg and sliding around her twat mouth and up her right side torso becoming taught under all the others. As the tension grows, the low gear peg, the top one on the tender side of Sonia's right breast, variant against the wrench trying to curb firm the flesh captured in its jaws. As this peg drags at the peel the skin is distended until just a minute piece remains in the strong jaws, finally this in conclusion element of resistance gives way and the peg flies off. This happens to the remaining oarlock down her correct side of meat and eventually tearing at the few clamped around her cunt lips, all the time the tension is being help by the clit peg which gives way as the last couple come off. This cognitive process has taken little to a greater extent than a secondly or two.

Sonia belly laugh. She screams so trashy that I think the neighbours may arrive out, she looks down at her rack body spotting the row of red marks where the nog were. She is trying to rub her pussy lips by closing her legs but the spreader bar does not countenance her any relief, she is whimpering quietly now.

Debbie goes back in for another kiss and runs her mitt along the little ridgeline where the pegleg were, again she palms Sonia's twat and rubs her clit, Sonia changes her whimper to a pleasurable groan and attempt to dry hump Debbie's hand. There is just one peg remaining, it is on her correctly nipple. While holding Sonia in a tight lip to lip contact Debbie grabs the remaining peg between her finger's breadth and winding it clockwise and reverse a few meter, she pulls it away from Sonia's torso and slowly open the jaws, the nipple pops out and as the stock boot in Sonia again gives a little groan into Debbie's mouth. Debbie backs away.

Steve comes up and runs his hands over Sonia's body using the self-justification to finger the crop wale and the fading indentation from the pegs. Deep down I think he is looking for an excuse to fondle her trunk. His hands linger on her bosom completely running around the mounds trying not to escape an inch of flesh. He has a raging erection much like me at the moment.

I back away and get another drink for my wife, as I approach again Steve steps aside and I offer the ice to her lips and as before she drinks it down in a duad of gulps.

"Time 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 good baking in the sun it will help tenderise her hide for the flagellation she is about to receive ”,"Let's GO"I motion as the three of us get in to the pool.

The body of water is warm due to the summertime sun but still enough to cool me down. Debbie's tits are now weightless sitting higher on her chest almost unaffected by gravitational force, she moves close to me and attain down under the urine to grab my cock. She gives it a few tugboat and it is now hard again, Steve also moves in and gives her a full on kiss, lifting her arse up until she is almost floating but she still hasn't let go of me. Her breast break the control surface so I take the opportunity to bear a suck on the one closest to me, my lips completely surrounding the teat and ring of color. Steve is busy sucking her face and trying to hold her on the surface, she has to let go of my cock, it is getting out of reach. I move down her body and get between her legs which with a little supporter from me are now on the surface. I spot her frown leg over my shoulder and am now facing her open pussycat, I lean in and get down licking her slit. It is moist inside and not only from the kitty water I can clearly taste her afters womanly juices indicating her state of arousal.

I reach under her and position my thumb at the entrance to her anal retentive musical passage, I wriggle it around the tight opening until I can feel her relax and let me to labour it further in. It slips in stretching her anatomical sphincter until the base of operations of my thumb stops any further progress. I begin circular question inside her rear end with the tip of my thumb and now I close my remaining digit on her external tush and clamp her tight with my hired hand. With this hand I push her gamey so my backtalk can get full force on her slit, my spit dives deep within.

For the next few minutes Steve has the top end of his wife and I have the bottom of the inning 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 arse and cliff her legs then progress to my way out of the pool to the poolside waiting room. Steve escorts her out and leads her to me then pushes her to her knee between my legs.

He grabs a handful of haircloth and forces her face over my rock surd cock pushing down until it all disappears inside her mouth. Her chin hits my balls and he holds her there until she starts to contend, pushing against my legs with her hands. She needs air but Steve holds business firm for a few more seconds and then pulls her off."I know how long she can hold her breath"he says. As her face comes completely off my cock a long twine of blockheaded spittle drainage from her mouth but just as she is getting some air into her lungs Steve pushes her onto my pecker again and this time pumps her head up and down the total length of my manhood. He lets her have the occasional breath but keeps this summons going for two or three minutes until I spew my shipment into her oral cavity. I lean back and stare at my hanging wife as I continue to convulse in spasms of ejaculation. All she can do is hang there and watch, she smiles at me.

Steve pulls his wife off me and lays her on the grass and simply fucks her, pumping tough for a twosome of proceedings until finally he pulls out and spurts his cum all over here breast. She now looks a literal hatful with my cum desegregate with her saliva all over her face and Steve's cum over her body. He grabs her Bikini top and ties her mitt behind her back so she can not clean up.

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

"Ok, I need a few arcminute anyway after that heavy fuck, I really needed the dismissal"he replies.

Meanwhile Debbie is sitting on the grass a little uncomfortable but contented. I am sure enough if she really wanted to she could break the binds holding her hands behind her back. Her arms in this lieu make her titmouse stick out proudly from her chest of drawers, it is a real mickle to see, it makes for a discourse period 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 show every rib in her trunk and accentuates the curve ball of her tit just below her armpit. I love her intimate thigh, the shape just before they turn into her pussy, you are one lucky man"he responds."And you thoughts about my wife"he asks.

"Mmmm much the Same I guesswork, she has a capital body and gives good head, but I think she could use a little discipline, I mean feeling at her sitting there covered in slime"As I respond I give a humble jest at the irony of the last wrangle in my comment.

Steve asks"Maybe one day you can collapse me some tips on subject area ?"

"When we finish our drinks I will do More than that, I will give you a demo"I tilt my head and with my eyes I direct his attention towards Sonia. She is becoming a little push now, she has been suspended like this for about an hour, her munition must be getting tired.

"Steve, let's turn over Debbie a close up aspect of the legal action, I think we should tie her ankles to Sonia's articulatio talocruralis and with her paw behind her rear she will induce no selection but to watch"

Steve replies"OK “, and drags her feet to line of credit up with Sonia's. I toss him some R-2 from the table and he ties the young woman's left mortise joint to right and correct to left. Debbie is now lying on her back hands immobilize beneath her looking up at Sonia, Sonia on the other script is looking down at Debbie. Both pussy spread wide open, wide.

I pick up the stock whip and give it a span of wisecrack in mid-air, I am experienced with this whip and so is Sonia, well she does know how the receiving end smell at least. This however will be the world-class time she has been whipped in front of other mass, we had discussed this and she is tidal bore to certify her resilience, I on the former hand am determined to break her in front of our friends.

"Steve, I will prove the use of this whip and then give it to you so you can afford her a duo of hit. It is of import to first bet your shot so as not to get any unintended harm, for lesson you do not want to hit the face or neck. I normally stand back and have a practice swing or two which are so visible radiation they barely touch the skin."

I stand about five substructure to Sonia's left side and about the Saami to her tail end. She looks stunning from here I can see her amphetamine thigh heftiness firm and tough they join in to her trunk at the base of her buttocks cheeks. These half round ball appear attached to her body below a fixed back that is slightly bent forward at the rear of the waistline. The perfective tense hourglass build which is partially formed by these features is clearly plain from this angle and the side of her left breast forms the solely deviation from such an almost geometrical figure.

I come back to reality, holding the whip in my decent hand I lightly swing aiming at Sonia's shoulder blades. The whip barely touches her pelt, I repeat this process a pair of times, Sonia is tensing up waiting for the tangible strike. On the one-fourth golf shot I bring my arm forward with lightning speeding and continue the jive until way after the whip has struck her body. The on-swing is the secret to inflicting pain and getting the cracking sound as the whip strikes the flesh.

Sonia's upper body tug forward in a unavailing try to turn tail the whiplash that has already hit her, she gives a low oink and then relaxes back into the position supported by the rope. 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 line gaining colour, the wale starting to rise and particularly see where the tail of the whip has wrapped around her face and struck just here on the position of her tit, that's where it hurts the most. The double-dyed shot is where the tip of the whip lands right on the nipple ”.

Steve runs his digit along the welt and uses the wind of his finger to poke the mark developing on the side of her breast."I love it ”, he says as I see his cock growing again.

"Ok stand back Steve and I will land a couple more ”, I step back and take my drill swing aiming for the soft lumbar region just above her bottom. Again my target is to have the tip wrap around her waist and leave a tell-tale sign on her English. My baseball swing is perfective tense, the whip strikes her lower back, it cracks against her skin dead in line with her belly release but a few column inch to the side. Again her consistence lurches forward but way too late to take any influence on the annoyance imparted by the blow. I waste no clock time and strike again two Sir Thomas More metre in quick sequence and a picayune glower each time. Every strike is perfective, there are now four red weal on her back from her lower berm to her rump. Sonia has tears in her centre and she is wriggling her arse trying to ease the pain, the movement is somewhat qualified with her groundwork anchored to Debbie's.

"Steve, your play ”, I say as I hired man him the party whip,"base on the early side and criss-cross my Deutschmark, remember to take a balmy practice session swing first ”. I lean in to Sonia and pull her head back so I can give her a buss. Even though she has been strong and only let out the episodic grunt I notice her lip has that inordinateness dampness associated with rallying cry."Are you ok letting Steve practice on you ? ”, I ask, not that I would break 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 gaze for a bit and then looks to check his back swing, she grits her teeth. Steve lets fly with a hard and fast gash, the whiplash lying flat on her back just below my foremost hit, Sonia lets out an"Arghhh"as she struggles to get her balance back for the succeeding swing. Steve's succeeding swing hits her small but it is not quite long enough and the tip finishes its travel on her left over stub face digging mysterious into the voiced flesh. He draws back and swing music again this clip leaning in a little closer, the whip hits close to the hold up mark but this time it wraps around her lower body and the pip end cracks right on her slit.

Sonia lets out a heights pitched yelp, obviously she was not prepared for a hit in such a sensitive shoes. She is now breathing hard, sweating and crying openly, but she stands ready for the future strike.

Steve and I come together and discuss the thong he has laid on her. We look at her backrest and palpate the welts with our fingers paying particular attention to the deep Mark, almost broken skin, on her hindquarters where his lash was a bit curt. We both take a stuffy look at her pussy where the 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 deep inside, I can't see what he is doing in there but Sonia lets out a enjoyable moan.

All this time Debbie has been mute watching the proceedings but now rattles her mortise joint and askes to be freed, Steve obliges and unties her mortise joint and as she stands he releases her hands. Debbie moves in and examines the wheal on Sonia's back which she has not been able to see until now. Debbie comments"These look antic, can I do some ?"as she holds her hand out for the whip.

I say"Maybe, but not just yet"as I take ascendancy of the party whip. Debbie is rubbing her own pap on Sonia's back, each of her hands running up and down Sonia's side of meat, it's almost like she is fucking her from behind, biting her on the nape of the neck. Her hands hold up my wife's tits as she closes her digit around the nipple. I ask her"please extract out her mammilla jewellery, I don't what then to get caught in the whip ”. She quickly moves to the front and unscrews each nipple bar egg and carefully removes the bar, being sure to take in the horseshoe as each bar comes out. Then just to terminate off she sucks the nipples. I give her a good gruelling motion-picture show on her staring seat with the party 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 nipple moist and erect.

"Ok Guys and gal, here we go with the finale, I will place some red marker on Sonia's front from her boobs to her thighs. Some will come from the front and I will try to get a few from around her back ”."Are you set up my Slut ”, Sonia barely moves only looks me in the eyes and gives the minuscule of nods. Already I am put up so I give it a little rub to get the tone going. I note Debbie and Steve are in a sideways bosom, she's holding his cock and he has one arm around her shoulder, the other hired hand 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 safety word.

My first hit is modest but just the tip of the lash hits her dead centre on her diaphragm, she pulls back but way too late. The second is much harder and a little higher striking her on the underside of her remaining tit, the red weal almost cuts the skin and she lets out a little wow. Now she is trying to act back, this is why I had her stand on the small stool while I tied her off, with the supernumerary tension in her arms the attachment do not admit much movement. I waste no time in aiming my next strike right on her tit of the Saami tit, my aim is a little off, the lash hits the white flesh to the face of the ring of color and skip sideways hitting the nipple after the strength has been absorbed. Another scream and now she has real weeping in her eyes. Debbie and Steve are awed and engaged in het petting while not taking their centre off Sonia.

Because I am right handed and swinging from the right I find it difficult to down an accurate hit on the right tit so I move a picayune finisher and say to Steve,"I will now wrap the whip right around her back so the point hits her right mamilla ”.

I swing business firm but stop the crusade as the party whip contacts her slope this allows the remaining empennage to wrap her eubstance, it doesn't causal agency lots accent on her back but as the tip finishes its travel it cracks sharp on the side of meat of her right tit, that tender stretched skin. She grunts, I missed the nipple, I swing again. This time a bit harder, faster and closer and"BAM"a direct hit, the frayed end of the whip contacts her rectify nipple with a loud fracture. She screams pulling at her bonds, turning her torso sideways trying to get away. Her right wing thigh muscles contract as that knee comes up in a debile attempt to protect her upper body. The toes of the other foot try to observe inter-group communication 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 face is streaked with tears.

I swing again, a punt paw swipe this time hitting her tensed belly she could see that one orgasm, both knee joint come up but they do not help, immediately a red comic strip begins to seem. I quickly follow with a forehand swing hitting the face of her rump, then a back hand targeting her feast pussy with the tail end end of the whip. With her branch held open by the broadcaster bar it is an easy hit and a direct upwards slash parts her lips even further, she screams an extended"FUUUUCK"followed by a more tranquil"No more, No more, RED, RED ”. She is now sobbing, her upper berth chest is wet from her tears and saliva and she swears at me.

I still need to indicate her when she says"no condom word"it means"no safe word"so I continue my attack several more very hard hits right on her nipple across her mammilla and just above, she has so many stripes merging they are difficult to count. She is shaking her body trying to escape.

I move behind her and bug out a battery up between her pegleg, it is hard to get a full swing but then the object is the most sensitive part of a woman's body and accuracy is more authoritative than force. Some of the hits wrapping between her stage up past her pussy and hit her pubic mound, they leave a cracking sound. Then there are few that end rightfulness in her pussy, the whip sounds a little muffled by the balmy lips but the vocal sounds coming from her more than seduce up for that.

I am getting tired and want some intimate spill so I stop, she is breathing heavy but silent. I suggest to the early 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 bitch vigorously massaging it.

I had her the party whip and say"be careful, just a couple"

Debbie stands on Sonia's right side of meat and aims right across Sonia's titmouse, her showtime hit is a little low, slipping off the lower fashion plate of Sonia's boobs but the second strike is consummate and lays the mop up end on her left nipple and the remnant of the whip squashes the right tit into the tit. Sonia screams"ass you Debbie ”.

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

I take the tension off her weaponry one at a time and release her, as she stands flat footed I undo the spreader bar while she supports herself with her bridge player 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 patronize her, running my hands over her back as her titty are squashed against my chest. I can feel the weal that have risen in her cutis, they will take weeks to fade.

I walk her over to the sun lounge and lay her down on her battlefront then peck up some lotion and begin massaging it into her peel, Debbie and Steve come over and help, there are now six sympathetic paw gently tending to her injure skin.

I roll her over grimace up and rain buckets More application on her body, again we all gently massage her torso, Debbie is concentrating on her bring down venter Steve on her breast, I am interest to see where this is going as Debbie face gets close and closer to Sonia's pussy. My pecker is close to my wife's open and inviting mouth.

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