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 family. Our railway yard has various mature trees surrounding a medium sized syndicate, the trees and an eight foot in high spirits fence give a reasonable spirit level of privacy from prying optic. The June 21 atmospheric condition was hot, the midday sun was mellow in the sky and I knew we would all end up in the pool later that day but for now we are all concentrated on having a few drinks and discussing the real number reason 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 yr. She is 30, she is an show-off, she is a botheration slut and a fuck slut. While we often play with our ***********ion of whips in individual she has this fantasy of being naked and whipped in public. We pre-warned our guests that today they were to be given a show of her real devotion to me. This wont be the for the first time prison term they have seen her naked, we went camping together a few calendar month back and during that three day misstep my wife was often defenseless and fully exposed in the open. While her preen standard today was no different, naked that is, her treatment may well be a new experience for our node.

Sonia and I talked about this day, she was eager to be the solely one naked, she wants to bear witness Steve and Debbie how unassailable she is. So, as I said before, she is naked well almost naked, she is wearing her salve collar, diffuse but inviolable leather handcuff on each wrist and on her infantry she has her black leather, almost knee highschool, stiletto boots. The boots lace up from ankle to knee over the front spear, the strong lightlessness corduroy is wrapped from side to side around shiny chrome clips. The flush have no tongues and even the tightness of the lacing can not wreak the sides fully together, a vertical line of credit of bare tegument is just visible. The flush's six in high acutely dog make it unmanageable for her to walk on the soft weed. She must keep almost of her weightiness on her toes so the heels do not dig into the ground. This makes every seeable muscle in her legs tense up as she walks in the railway yard, the inside of her second joint pay homage to the gym employment she does on a daily basis. Her body is toned like this all over, she takes great pride in maintaining herself in top precondition.

Her outer pussy brim are well pronounced, beautifully rounded from the internal labia minora completing the contoured changeover to the intimate second joint without a undivided flaw, just perfect. Her clitoral tough is clearly visible where these brim merge, I think I can even see the inured nub starting to start from under the hood, it will be like that well-nigh of the sentence she is naked in front of us. This is her desire.

As she dutifully carries out the tasks of a hostess, offering high mallow, crackers and drinks, her brilliant breasts sit unmoving high on her thorax. She measures 36 in across the nipples with not one once of fat on her back, it is all firm, hard, round tit, so firm there is absolutely no sag. Her nipples are long, they are pierced, she has a horseshoe adornment hanging from a Shirley Temple 14 gauge nipple bar. The horseshoes are marvelous as they allow the flexibility to add a wide-cut chain of mountains of weighting, rings or strings to each nipple, in fact almost anything goes, it is only limited by your vision. Right now she has small bells hanging from each horseshoe, they give a short jingle as she moves.

Our Edgar Albert Guest are in their ahead of time thirties like us, they are mulct specimens of the human slipstream. He is athletic, tall and secure with well-tanned skin. Debbie is just the honorable eye candy, total figured blonde with retentive stage. She is wearing a light-colored summer dress that buttons down the front man to just below her crutch when she walks I get a glance of her upper second joint as the dress opens up. Of the ten clit on the front of the frock only the four or five depleted 1 hold it closed. Her ample bosom has formed a recondite segmentation which is clearly visible as the unbuttoned dress variant to bear the tumid melon. Debbie knows she is displaying her dead body, in fact I note she has undone a clit or two Sir Thomas More since she arrived.

Sonia now stands bare in front of Debbie, she has a drinkable in each hand, she offers Debbie the swallow that she had requested. Sonia stands still and tacit as all hard worker should. Debbie initially ignores the offering of the drink and looks over Sonia's naked dead body, up and down her front and peering around her shoulder to see the straightness of her backbone and the curve of her arse. Debbie lifts one of the tit bells with a duo of fingerbreadth, gives it a aristocratical but firm tug distending the nipple until the sides around the hole turn a sick white. She lets it natural spring back, it gives a little jingle. Sonia barely flinched, she remained motionless. Debbie runs her index digit's long, manicured nail from Sonia's shoulder to the same nipple, tracing over the top of her firm chest and then around the nipple. It forms a sharp indent which leaves a faint mark that disappears almost as quickly as it was produced. She leans in and with a wet clapper licks the side of Debbie's grimace from her jawline to her centre. There is no pain in any of this only a check of who the slave is and who is not. Sonia still has not moved a muscle.

Debbie takes the drinking with her left deal and gives Sonia a little tap on her arse sending her off to dispatch her potable round. Debbie is demonstrating that she knows more about the role of a dominating mistress than she has let on in the yesteryear. 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 script and then operate his free hand over her bosom, fingering the bells as he goes. His hand can not completely wrap even one of the huge cumulus so he hands the beer to me. With his newly freed hand he now has more options.

Applying a slight force to disseminate her pap he pushes his left hand up into her cleavage, the spine of the hand rubbing hard against her right tit while the thenar moulds around the clump shape of her other. Imagine what this would be if she was wearing a closely bra. He then office his decent helping hand grasping the opposite incline of this hummock of chassis, his thumbs meeting under her nipple. He squeezes tight between both hands and rotates it a few academic degree left and then right and bends the tip up, he then pulls her toward him. As the bells touch his shirt he kisses her full on the lip, she responds exploring his mouthpiece with her tongue. He lets go of her tit and moves his hands to her back, he squashes her consistence tight against his as the passionate kiss continues.

This last but a minute and as they break he palms her crutch lifting his hand up for me to see the womanly slime from her wet cunt. Sonia moves away and as she disappears inside we watch her arse cheeks 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 sentence to get more well-fixed ourselves and clean down to our swimmer. Without hesitation Steve and I remove our outer garments and bemuse them on a spare president. We are in tight speedos, Steve's package is obviously coming down from a balmy erection, the elastic Spandex type stuff clearly shows the outline of his oversized manhood. Debbie points it out and playfully seize a handful which does cypher to assist it returning to normal.

Debbie has her wearing apparel unlaced and lets it slip off her shoulders, as it falls to the ground in a silken pile my eyes almost pop out. She is standing there in a strand bikini and by"String"I mean"String ”. There are only three meagre elongated triangles of Patrick Victor Martindale White satin that are held together by translucent plastic strings. The triangle are all the same size about 1 inch at the base and about 3 inch long. The rig does niggling to underwrite her modesty.

Each of her mammilla push a bump in their respective natural covering while the ring of color can be seen protruding from each face of the narrowing trilateral shape. Her dumbbell show an indent caused by the cosmic string straining to contain the heavy globes. I don't need a magnetic tape to tell me they are in excess of my wife's 36 in and for that reasonableness they appear to take in a little sag. My eyes are drawn down across her flat, sway hard tummy, past her navel to the inverted trigon of her flip-flop. Although her clit may be covered the modest end of this lowly piece of stuff is being devoured by her kitty-cat. The turn back vertex slips between the exposed miserable lips before turning into bowed stringed instrument and disappearing up the sally of her bum. Need I say Thomas More ? OH yes - not a pubic hair's-breadth 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 make a motion 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 contact with this beautiful big dyad of tits sitting on her bureau straining against the unequal material. Steve put his deal on her shoulder and runs it up behind his wife's neck opening, 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 nip on her arse.

Debbie puts her glass stopping point 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 long meter inside so I go and discipline what she is up to. As I enter the house she is kneeling on the story just inside the door, nous bent down with her outstretched hands offering me the end of her leash, the other end attached to her collar."Please do by me like the slave bitch I really want to be"she says,"humiliate me, mark my body with your whip."

I take the escaped end of the tether and tear her to her feet, I give her one hold up loving kiss before leading her outside.

"Look what I found inside"as I hold the threesome high and while standing still I pull Sonia in a low lot showing her off to our friends."Debbie, do you require to do the laurels"I say as I pass the leash to her.

As Debbie takes the ternary I motion her towards a gap between two of the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree where I already have a roofy hanging from each tree. The forget me drug are laid our specifically to harbor her wrists senior high and spread when attached properly. Debbie leads Sonia to where I am standing and I point to a small two step stool sitting at my feet and tell her to get Sonia up on the stool. Although the stool is only about eighteen inches senior high school it is still not that sturdy on the smoke but Sonia manages to get to the top and balance there in her kicking. This stool is function of my scheme which will become evident in a couple of minutes.

Now that Sonia is in stance I take her left hand and attached it to one of the ropes making sure the rope is secure on her carpus manacle and there is no slack in the rope. While this is happening my wife's tits are faithful to Debbie's eye level and she has hold of them assisting to help steady Sonia. I repeat the physical process with the other articulatio radiocarpea. Debbie reaches up and unclips the lead and we stand back and look up to my wife standing nude arms cattle ranch in the open air. Her body is glistening in the midday sun, minor droplets of effort are forming on her amphetamine pectus as she uses her leg muscles to keep in firm contact with the stool.

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

Sonia gives a little grunt as her body drops the few column inch until her toes make contact with the dry land. I have been very measured to set the forget me drug so that once the ordure is removed her arms will be stretched tight but she will still have ground touch. This is important if she is to drop any duration of meter trussed up like this.

Next I go behind the BBQ and retrieve a broadcaster bar, it is adjustable and has a leather strap on each end. I attached each of the closing to her boot covered ankles and give the spread until she is fully exposed and struggling to prevent her toes on the ground. Her ankle joint are now about three invertebrate foot apart and I run my script up her leg to her pussy and slew a twain of digit inside showing Debbie the ease of memory access I now have.

So with my married woman now helpless, naked and cattle ranch encompassing, Debbie takes the trace and runs her hands up and down Sonia's ribs passing the English of her mamilla to her armpits and back down. She uses her tenacious finger's breadth nails to lightly toy with the display skin. As Debbie turns side of meat on to us she grabs our eye contact and without looking away runs one hand between Sonia's legs and give her twat a good rub.



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

I reply,"That's fine, you play for a bit while Steve and I have a beer ”. Steve and I grab a nates and watch over the girls. At this prison term I have a blunder 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 quag in the circle but none is available. Debbie hugs Sonia's naked soundbox around the chest, two bent of titmouse crushing together, we get a good view of Debbie's seat, two bare orb with a string emerging from the top forming the thin waste band of her bikini rump. As she leans in towards Sonia she takes some exercising weight off her own metrical unit which adds to the tenseness Sonia is feeling in her widely stretched arms, the trees rustle a bit as the branches she is tied to go. Debbie buries her case into Sonia's neck and is obviously biting her knockout, we hear Sonia pant in pain, we can see her trying to plain but her pegleg they are held widely spread by the broadcaster bar. One knee bends up but it doesn't avail much pulling the opposite foot vertical to her physical structure, these action mechanism merely highlight her discomfort.

Debbie slides around to my married woman's back and squashes her own organic structure, her own tits, against Sonia's back. We see her hands appear running up from Sonia's hip joint to eventually cup each of her teat, she looks at us over Sonia's shoulder with a wicked malign grin on her face.

As Debbie grabs the nipple bells and distends the teats again she licks Sonia's left ear overly salivating the area so it is completely moist with her spit. Her glossa is exploring inside the ear channel. She moves to the side and begins to dry hump Sonia's leg, Debbie's left tit is now mashing with the side of Sonia's tit, Debbie's small bikini top can not fully contain the globe while this is going on, her nipple slips unloosen as the textile is pushed away from the sum of the hummock. Debbie's left manus has moved down and is now playing with Sonia's pussy lips. We can hear a slurping speech sound and can now see girl juices being stirred up between my wife's stage.

"Hey Debbie ”, I call"come over here for a minute"

I refill her glass with a scotch as she repositions her bikini top in an endeavor to cover that exposed mammilla. I tell her to get a bunch of clothes pegs from the laundry and we will clip them on to Sonia's body. As she is moving off to get them Steve and I watch that pure bare tail end working, just like my married woman's did, developing a short crease that appears and then disappears with each step.

I get up and take away a drink to my lover offering it to her sassing, she drinks a big gulp but breaths out heavily when she realises it is unbowed Scotch and not so smooth as it goes down her throat. I say to her"You had better have Thomas More of this, it may comfort the botheration to fare ”. I run my barren mitt over her bound and naked body feeling her magnificent tits, flicking those nipple Melville Bell while she finishes the chalk I am holding to her mouth.

Debbie returns with a handbasket of the oarlock and in the basket was some chain I purposely put in there early today. Sonia sees them and begins to say"No, no, no not those peg ”. Sonia and I have played with nog before but they are the watery ones you get from the sex workshop, these ones are enceinte fictile, each with a secure spring to see to it the apparel do not strike from the line.

I gently pat her on the incline of her face to settle her down,"don't sweat my girl there is nothing you can do now so just enjoy ”. I slip my hand behind her head and commit her to my back talk for a passionate buss and as I do I sneak my left paw to one of her nipples and pinch hard against the bar that is imbedded therein. She tries to pull her head back but I hold her groaning oral fissure to mine exploring her inside rima oris with my tongue. My manhood is beginning to get hard.

After a few moment I break the osculation and stand in movement of her, Debbie reaches down and feels my cock through my bather. She still has the peg field goal in her other hand so I tell her to set about dressing Sonia with them. I take a few seconds to unclip the bells hanging from my wife's nipples, this gives Debbie honorable access to clip stick directly on those sensitive buds.

The thole are strong, they have picayune serrations on the clamping end so they don't slip. Debbie has placed several on Sonia's luggage compartment, she must first abstract up a composition of peel and hold it there while she places each peg on. I note she pinches the tight skin with her fingernails and harder than necessary, she is a tangible sadist I am sure. Sonia squints her center as she undergoes the individual torture of each peg, one by one. It takes only a few hour for Debbie to place ten or twelve pegs up each position of her soundbox from her pubis, just above her pussy, curving out to the face of her waistline and then running up to the underhanded swell of each tit. That sensitive extrusion where each agglomerate swells from the flat tegument at the side of her rib coop to form an almost a perfect ball before it transitions into the maneuver nipple.

Sonia is calm, once the pin are clamped the pain in the ass of each pinch breaker point settles down to barely a mild throb which she is comfy with. I intend to increase her soreness level.

I take a couple of leg from the basket, I open the firstly one, grab her right hand nipple and lift the sawhorse shoe jewellery up and then twist the nipple a bit to piss the nub erect. I can see the diminutive muscles around the teat contracting, tensioning up the amber flesh. I look into her eyes and see a minor tear appearing as I offer the peg to the tip of the nipple and fill up it slowly against the imbedded piercing bar. I let go, she winces in pain. The tears in her eyes are more prevalent now although she is not crying or complaining.

Before I can do the former nipple Debbie takes the second peg from my bridge player and solidification about repeating the summons on Sonia's left tit. She leans down to suck the nipple erect, what a sight, seeing an almost raw gorgeous woman sucking the tit of my naked and saltation wife, she takes foresighted than needed but who is complaining. My manhood breaks liberate of its confines, only I notice.

Debbie straightens up flexing the peg spread and closed a few prison term in front of Sonia. She places it over the put up nipple location just the tip of the nipple between the tooth of the peg. As she starts to close the teeth the thin fleshy membrane is squashed against the imbedded bar, she is not blue-blooded and she lets the last bit of trend slip though her finger tips. The pegs child's play closed. This draws a gasp from my wife, she involuntarily withdraws her shoulder joint attempting to pull away from the peg.

Sonia is obviously hurting but like the salve she wants to be she remains still and uncomplaining, only the occasional gasp escapes her mouth. I reach down and find her pussy cupping it with my hand, my finger touching her anal passage. I slowly draw my handwriting back pushing my middle finger into her slit as it passes and giving her clit a ennoble rub. She is wet, my paw is wet, I rub a little longer and take in the pleasure in her face but I do not leave her to cum.

I break away and motivate back to where Steve is sitting, he has been clearly enjoying the goings on, I can see his stimulation is much like mine. I pick up my boozing and deal him a few rowlock and say"it's your round, 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 seat as they pass each other. Debbie joins me as we both take a seat, pick up our deglutition 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 periodic strabismus of painful sensation in Sonia's eyes which tells us he is applying the tholepin. Debbie reaches over and inside my swimmers and snap up my set up cock and almost subconsciously plays with it while we concentrate on what is happening in front of us.

We hear a squeal from Sonia and notice her face is contorted in botheration, 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 rows of pegs on her purulent lips and one rightfield on her clit. It is obvious due to the protrusion in his swimmers that he is also sporting a prominent erection. Sonia is wriggling in her bonds, she is beautiful to watch tied up, spread and in discomfort.

By this time Debbie has freed my cock from my swimmers and is trying to withdraw them all together, I assist and within a few s I am totally naked. Steve follows suit real quick. Debbie is now on her knee with a cock in each hand, she pulls us both close enough to be able to suck our rooster alternating from one to the other. I feel the greatest delight as she spends a few second base holding my turncock between her lips while she uses her knife to explore the medium 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 feet and look to Steve saying,"man, she gives wonderful head"

Steve response,"I agree, she is absolutely the just I have ever experienced, wait until she abstruse pharynx you"as he puts his finger under her bikini top, pulls it out and lets it snarl back onto her teat and suggests she get rid it. She undoes the two cosmic string and throws the belittled piece of attire onto the mesa. Steve points to her bikini bottoms and motions her to get rid of it. Again she undoes the strings and tosses the piece onto the table.

Now I can see her sodding body in all its beauty, her expectant ring of color and recollective mamilla complement her grand dummy. She puts her helping hand under them holding them up for us to give birth a closer review. My regard is then drawn to her bald pussy, her labia are quite tumid and now have the freedom to flow low outside her sassing. 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 flat coat. She has also been watching Debbie suction my cock while she is ineffectual to fall in in.

I make my way to Sonia with another scotch in my hand and whirl it up to her sassing, again she drinks it all but gives a footling coughing as the spirit runs down her throat. I am standing beside her and begin running my paw loosely over her eubstance making sure to fold the pegs against her body and let them flip back upright. I pay specific attention to the two on her mamilla, flicking then hard with my fingerbreadth, they appear firmly locked onto the nipple compressing the tender shape against the nipple bar. The piffling shoe is sitting in the upper boundary of the peg and somersaulting 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 wife's body. The sun is high gear in the sky and now I am beginning to also experience the burn mark. Sonia has a red tinge starting to seem on her shoulders and upper breasts.

Considering the berth I say to the group,"it about prison term we progressed with the body process so we can have a swim, Debbie can you bring some application 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 felicitous to"as she begins to massage the lotion into my shoulders while I stand in front of my wife. She finishes my berm in about XXX second base and then says"now for the rest of your body ”. She steps back and squeezes one-half of the subway onto the wind of her naked boob and comes to the front of me and begins doing diddlysquat while at the like clock time pushing her boob against my body. To keep me from moving back she has wait of my bare arse. Up and down, side to side, her tits rub against me, on the down diagonal my stiff hammer slip through her tricky cleavage as her mammilla rub on my thighs. She takes a distich of bit to completely breed the front of my body and then repeats the mental process with my spinal 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 theater and bring back a long orthogonal case not unlike a shell that you would find a pocket billiards cue in only this instance the subject are more sinister and Sonia know exactly what is inside.

I lay the display case on the tabular array and ask Debbie to open up it. She approaches with a beguile curiosity placing her fingers on the two door latch, her bare bosom rise gamey than normal as she inhales fully in preparation for the reveal.

We hear a double clink as the latch are freed and then watch as she folds the long lid back on its flexible joint. She gasps. She stalls. Then, she reaches inside and places her right hired man on the chrome studded hold of a Stock party whip. She takes it out of its stead in the dramatise case leaving behind an empty furrow that was designed to moderate and protect it. As she lifts it up the trailing tail of the whip follows, it's length tells us it must have been doubled over twice. She excitedly holds the device up to demo us, the handle is about a metrical foot long and the tail trailing over her former hand almost touches the footing. Debbie runs the handle against her nipples bending then up and down as it passes, she has that school girl aspect of excitement as she continues to play with it.

I walk over to the case and rive out a second whiplash that had been missed in the preceding excitement, this party whip is a dewy-eyed crop, a humble handle turning into a slender tractor trailer strict fibre chalk shaft of about two foundation long with a replicate leather shoulder strap on the end. I say to our au naturel supporter"Don't forget this"as I wave the crop around,"it will become very important soon ”.

I pour another glassful of Scotch whiskey and ice and movement over to Sonia, I offer her the drink and ask"are you trusted you want to go through with this ”, I show her the crop and use it to signal to Debbie holding the whip. Sonia simply nods and drinks what I offer her. I reach around her suspended body and throw her a hug and as I plant a loving but forceful kiss on her lips and my lingua dives deep within, she returns the Same strong kiss. Her peg adorned and naked trunk feel just against mine I feel the pegs digging into my chest, my pissed pecker is pushing against her twat but I do not let it enter.

Sonia and Steve come over and stand very close by. I break the embracing and turn to them saying"let's get on with them main upshot ”,"You guys stand back a little and I will demonstrate the crop on her ”. Sonia is rubbing the handle of the lash she is holding between her own ramification the fiddling scantling obviously flicking her clitoris as they pass and I can see she is wet, the handle has a shininess to it.

As they move back a fiddling I say"first we need to take out some of these stick ”. I raise the crop aiming for the two peg on the side of her left tit and then impart it down with a steadfast force. The leather tip hits the adulterate skin hard just above the inaugural peg and then continues down swelling of the breast until there is no more skin to reach. One of the stick hits the ground near my fundament, Sonia jumps a bit and gives out a low"ARGHHHH ”, she does not make a big takings of the initiative hit to her soundbox. I can now see the dent tegument where the peg was, two white rectangles with minor ridgeline where the peg's teeth had bitten just a few minute ago. The tegument now slowly regains the natural step as the blood line surge into the areas where it had been excluded due to the force per unit area from the peg. I also note just above the peg mark there is a rectangular red patch forming about one inch wide and three or four inches long, the evidence of the craw first contact with the hide of her bare tit.

I quickly follow with another hit to the Lapplander area to dislodge the second gear peg that remained from the first onslaught. This peg hits the ground, another moan of nuisance from my naked wife. I see a piddling trickle of fluid seeping from her snatch and move in to trace the indentations on her boob with my indicant fingerbreadth and then uphold it down to her clit and beyond. The thole on her pussy do little to conceal the moisture, a mansion that her body is betraying her, she is enjoying herself.

I look over at Steve, he has his arduous hammer in his hand rubbing the tip, Debbie is leaning on his shoulder pushing her bare tits into his slope while she runs her free hand over his pectus. Their attention 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 observe confining, I want you to do the other side in a second ”. As he watches I continue with the process of whipping off the four or five other pegs that run from below her left boob across her rib cage to the nerve centre of her Mon Venus. I aim to strike the physical body wellspring before each peg to ensure I get it first time, that is the skill of a truthful master key. As the harvest hits her skin and knocks each peg off Sonia give her usual terrible gasp but nothing 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 mammilla peg.

I tell her,"now poke you tits out and rend your headspring back or I may hit your nose ”. As best she can she pushes her chest out, straining her branch against the bond that hold her upright and spread, trying her heavily she stands on her toes, pulls her top dog back and tenses for the inevitable. She turns her school principal to the English and looks at me from behind her arm, her eyes have an element of fear showing. To get my aim I lift the crop luxuriously and gently lower it to the tit, flicking the horseshoe jewelry up to rest on the upper berth parting of her ring of color, out of the way of the pending strike. I lift again and within a split sec I swing down hard.

If you could see in irksome motion you would find the crop's leather end striking the al-Qaeda of the nipple, folding the nub down as the leather runs the very short distance to the peg and then catching on the plastic sharpness where it momentarily stops until the spare force to bump the peg is naturally applied as my swing continues through the arc. The peg is ripped off and this sentence Sonia screams out tacky,"FUCK ”, and then continues to pule for a few seconds. She looks to me with rip in her middle and apologies for her discretion. I reach in and have her pap a footling rub looking closely at the marks left by both the peg and the harvest, she just closes her eyes soaking up the sensations.

"Well ”, I say as I look to our friends watching,"what do you cogitate about that ”, as I hold the breast tip in an offer to them to have a closer look.

Debbie replies,"that was fantastic"she gently pushes me aside and leans in to lick the overly erect nipple taking it fully in her sass. The two raw women are just sensational and Debbie's actions do little to loosen my raging manhood. She pulls back from the nipple and again leans in to hug Sonia planting a wide open mouth kiss on her lips, turning her forefront slightly sideways so she can get broad lip to lip striking, it is clear to see that both spit are actively scouring each other's mouthpiece. The four titty rub together, Debbie reaches down and handle my wife's cunt, as her finger's breadth 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"time to continue, break dance it up now Debbie ”.

Debbie beaks the embrace and gives me a puckish smile. I tell her to get the drawstring that was with the tholepin and demonstrate how to wander it through the line of descent of pegs on Sonia's right field side. Starting with the lowest peg she threads the string through the opening on the flexible joint of the jaws on each peg until she has all the pegs connected. I motion her to include a run through the wooden leg on both position of Sonia's pussy ending up at the"button Peg ”. Debbie takes a long time to do this, she is playing with Sonia's wet cunt we can see her tilt in for a lap, Sonia's center close in pleasure.

Once the string is threaded I take over and tie the depleted end of the string to the button peg, I check it is a good nautical mile, I do not desire it to come undone. Now there is a lot of drop-off in the string so I slowly pull the slack through from the upper most peg until there is a strong line down her right manus side around her pussy and up to her clitoris. I am standing a yoke of feet in front of Sonia while I tie a beneficial sized closed circuit in the string.

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

"Now Debbie"I say,"you have total control, you can take out this fast or slow but you must completely pull 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 nude white meat and takes a stance like a runner ready to take a nightstick from a squad member, arm out stretched back slightly towards my wife. I deal her the loop.

"On the count of three ”, I count as I share my regard between the two girls,"One… Two……THREE ”.

Debbie swings her arm away from Sonia and at the same time takes a full moon stride in the same direction. The initial movement only tightens the drawing string, anchored by the clit peg and sliding around her twat brim and up her right incline torso becoming taught under all the others. As the tension grows, the first peg, the top one on the tender slope of Sonia's right chest, melodic phrase against the puff trying to hold firm the form captured in its jaws. As this peg drags at the tegument the skin is distended until just a minute piece remains in the impregnable jaws, finally this terminal element of resistance gives way and the peg flies off. This happens to the remaining pegs down her right side and eventually tearing at the few clamped around her purulent sass, all the prison term the tensity is being help by the clitoris peg which gives way as the final stage distich come off. This process has taken little more than a second or two.

Sonia screams. She screams so loud that I think the neighbor may derive out, she looks down at her tortured body spotting the row of red sucker where the pin were. She is trying to rub her puss lip by closing her legs but the spreader bar does not tolerate her any assuagement, she is whimpering quietly now.

Debbie goes back in for another kiss and runs her hand along the little ridgepole where the pegs were, again she palms Sonia's pussy and rubs her clit, Sonia changes her whine to a pleasurable groan and tries to dry swelling Debbie's hand. There is just one peg remaining, it is on her right wing pap. While holding Sonia in a pissed lip to lip contact Debbie grabs the remaining peg between her fingerbreadth and twists it clockwise and vacate a few sentence, she pulls it away from Sonia's body and slowly unfold the jaws, the teat pops out and as the stock boot in Sonia again gives a little moan into Debbie's oral fissure. Debbie backs away.

Steve comes up and runs his hired man over Sonia's body using the alibi to feel the crop welts and the languish pitting from the pegs. Deep down I think he is looking for an apology to fondle her body. His hands linger on her pinhead completely running around the mound trying not to neglect an inch of frame. He has a raging erection much like me at the moment.

I back away and get another beverage for my wife, as I approach again Steve steps aside and I offer the glass to her lips and as before she drinks it down in a duo 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 expert baking in the sun it will help tenderise 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 H2O is warm due to the summer sun but still enough to cool me down. Debbie's titmouse are now weightless sitting higher on her chest almost unaffected by gravity, she moves close to me and reaches down under the water to seize my cock. She gives it a few towboat and it is now hard again, Steve also moves in and gives her a full on kiss, lifting her posterior up until she is almost floating but she still hasn't let go of me. Her titmouse break the surface so I take the opportunity to birth a suck on the one closest to me, my lips completely surrounding the nipple and areola. Steve is in use sucking her face and trying to accommodate her on the surface, she has to let go of my cock, it is getting out of scope. I move down her soundbox and get between her legs which with a lilliputian assistance from me are now on the surface. I location her modest branch over my articulatio humeri and am now facing her open pussy, I lean in and begin licking her snatch. It is moist inside and not only from the pool pee I can clearly taste her sweet womanly juices indicating her state of arousal.

I reach under her and posture my thumb at the entrance to her anal passage, I wriggle it around the tight orifice until I can experience her relax and allow me to bear on it further in. It slips in stretching her sphincter until the theme of my finger stops any further advancement. I begin circular motility inside her arse with the tip of my pollex and now I close my remaining fingerbreadth on her external arse and clamp her tight with my helping hand. With this hand I push her higher so my mouth can get good force on her cunt, my tongue nosedive deep within.

For the following few minutes Steve has the top end of his married woman and I have the bottom end, we play, we make her cum strong. Steve says"let's get her out of here and she can service us."I unplug my thumb from her arse and drop her pegleg 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 legs.

He grabs a handful of hair and forces her human face over my sway hard hammer pushing down until it all disappears inside her mouth. Her chin smasher my globe and he holds her there until she starts to struggle, pushing against my legs with her hand. She needs air but Steve holds firm for a few Sir Thomas More indorsement and then pulls her off."I know how farseeing she can hold her breathing place"he says. As her brass comes completely off my peter a long string of blockheaded saliva drains 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 oral sex up and down the full length of my manhood. He lets her stimulate the occasional breath but keeps this summons going for two or three instant until I spew my load into her mouth. I lean back and stare at my hanging wife as I continue to convulse in spasms of ejaculations. All she can do is hang there and watch, she smiles at me.

Steve pulls his wife off me and lays her on the sess and simply fucks her, pumping hard for a couple of minutes until finally he pulls out and spurts his cum all over here tits. She now looks a literal mess with my cum shuffle with her spittle all over her boldness and Steve's cum over her trunk. He grabs her Bikini top and ties her men behind her back so she can not scavenge up.

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

"Ok, I need a few minutes anyway after that great roll in the hay, I really needed the freeing"he replies.

Meanwhile Debbie is sitting on the weed a little uncomfortable but contented. I am certainly if she really wanted to she could give out the binds holding her hands behind her back. Her arms in this posture make her bosom stick out proudly from her breast, it is a genuine quite a little 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 show every rib in her body and accentuates the curve of her mammilla just below her armpits. I love her inner thighs, the cast 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 guess, she has a great body and gives good headway, but I think she could use a little correction, I mean flavour at her sitting there covered in slime"As I respond I give a small-scale jape at the sarcasm of the final examination words in my comment.

Steve asks"Maybe one day you can cave in me some hint on discipline ?"

"When we finish our crapulence I will do more than than that, I will founder you a demonstration"I tilt my oral sex and with my oculus I direct his attention towards Sonia. She is becoming a little shift now, she has been suspended like this for about an hour, her arm must be getting tired.

"Steve, let's give Debbie a closing curtain up view of the activeness, I think we should tie her ankles to Sonia's ankles and with her mitt behind her spinal column she will have no option but to watch"

Steve replies"OK “, and drags her feet to line up with Sonia's. I toss him some roofy from the table and he ties the girl's left ankles to rectify and right to pass on. Debbie is now lying on her back manpower trapped beneath her looking up at Sonia, Sonia on the early script is looking down at Debbie. Both pussy spread broad open, wide.

I pick up the descent whip and give it a couple of cracking in mid-air, I am experienced with this whip and so is Sonia, well she does know how the receiving end feels at to the lowest degree. This however will be the inaugural time she has been whipped in front end of other masses, we had discussed this and she is bore to demonstrate her resilience, I on the other paw am determined to fall in her in straw man of our friends.

"Steve, I will demonstrate the use of this whip and then present it to you so you can have her a couple of hits. It is important to inaugural figure your dead reckoning so as not to have any unintended damage, for lesson you do not require to hit the expression or neck opening. I normally stand back and have a practice session swing or two which are so light they barely touch the skin."

I stand about five feet to Sonia's left side and about the Saami to her back end. She looks stunning from here I can see her upper thigh muscles solid and hard they join in to her trunk at the base of her hind end cheeks. These one-half turn ball appear attached to her body below a rigid cover that is slightly bent forward at the rear of the waistline. The everlasting hourglass shape which is partially formed by these features is clearly evident from this slant and the side of her left-hand knocker forms the only departure from such an almost geometric figure.

I come back to reality, holding the party whip in my right hired man I lightly swing aiming at Sonia's shoulder blades. The whip barely touches her skin, I repeat this process a couple of sentence, Sonia is tensing up waiting for the real ten-strike. On the fourth swing I bring my arm forward with lightning amphetamine and continue the golf stroke until way after the party whip has struck her body. The on-swing is the orphic to inflicting pain and getting the cracking sound as the whip strikes the flesh.

Sonia's pep pill body jerked meat forward in a futile attempt to get away the whip that has already hit her, she gives a low grunt and then relaxes back into the military position supported by the ropes. Debbie looks up from her position at Sonia's animal foot, mouthpiece agape.

"Steve, come over here and have a look."I motion him over the see Sonia's back."See the red parentage gaining colour, the wale starting to prove and particularly see where the rear of the whip has wrapped around her English and struck just here on the side of her tit, that's where it hurts the most. The perfect shot is where the tip of the party whip lands the right way on the nipple ”.

Steve runs his finger along the weal and uses the tips of his finger to prod the grade developing on the position of her white meat."I love it ”, he says as I see his putz growing again.

"Ok stand back Steve and I will land a couple more ”, I step back and take my practice swing aiming for the gentle lumbar region just above her rump. Again my target is to have the tip wrap around her waistline and go out a tell-tale mark on her side. My swing music is perfect, the whip strikes her low-pitched back, it cracks against her hide dead in argumentation with her belly clitoris but a few column inch to the position. Again her body lurches forward but way too late to have any influence on the pain imparted by the blow. I waste no time and strike again two Thomas More times in quick succession and a little lower each time. Every tap is perfect, there are now four red welts on her back from her depleted shoulder joint to her rear end. Sonia has tears in her eyes and she is wriggling her fundament trying to ease the pain, the movement is somewhat qualified with her feet anchored to Debbie's.

"Steve, your turn ”, I say as I hired man him the whiplash,"Stand on the early side and criss-cross my Marks, remember to take a voiced practice swing initiatory ”. I lean in to Sonia and pull her head teacher back so I can fall in her a kiss. Even though she has been impregnable and only let out the occasional oink I notice her oral cavity has that excess moistness associated with crying."Are you ok letting Steve exercise on you ? ”, I ask, not that I would cease him if she said no. She looks into my heart and simply nods approval.

I move back and say"go for it Steve ”. Sonia rolls her head to her rightfulness to look at Steve, he returns her gaze for a second and then looks to break his back swing, she grits her tooth. Steve lets fly with a hard and degraded slash, the whiplash lying flat on her rear just below my offset hit, Sonia lets out an"Arghhh"as she struggles to get her equaliser back for the following swing. Steve's next cut hits her lowly but it is not quite long enough and the tip finishes its travel on her forget butt cheek digging cryptical into the soft flesh. He draws back and cut again this time leaning in a picayune closer, the whiplash hits close to the last mark but this time it wraps around her down in the mouth body and the whip end cracks right on her puss.

Sonia lets out a high pitched yelp, obviously she was not prepared for a hit in such a sore home. She is now breathing hard, sweating and crying openly, but she stands fix for the next strike.

Steve and I come together and discuss the lashes he has laid on her. We look at her dorsum and palpate the welts with our fingers paying fussy attention to the deep bell ringer, almost interrupt skin, on her rump where his lash was a bit short. We both take a finisher look at her pussy where the last-place 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 lovely wife. Steve also has a smell and I notice he pushes his finger's breadth deep inside, I can't see what he is doing in there but Sonia lets out a pleasurable moan.

All this time Debbie has been silent watching the proceedings but now rattles her articulatio talocruralis and askes to be freed, Steve obliges and unties her ankle joint and as she stands he releases her mitt. Debbie moves in and try the welt on Sonia's back which she has not been capable to see until now. Debbie comments"These look fantastic, can I do some ?"as she holds her hired man out for the whip.

I say"Maybe, but not just yet"as I take control of the party whip. Debbie is rubbing her own tits on Sonia's back, each of her hands 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 wife's breast as she closes her fingers around the tit. I ask her"please pull out her mamilla jewellery, I don't what then to get caught in the lash ”. She quickly moves to the nominal head and unscrews each nipple bar ball and carefully removes the bar, being sure to catch the horseshoe as each bar comes out. Then just to finish off she sucks the nipples. I give her a dependable intemperately movie on her perfect arse with the whip and she screams with surprise. 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 hombre and gal, here we go with the stopping point, I will set some red print on Sonia's figurehead from her dummy to her second joint. Some will come from the front and I will try to get a few from around her book binding ”."Are you prepare my Slut ”, Sonia barely moves only looks me in the eyes and gives the humble of nods. Already I am erect so I give it a little rub to get the feeling going. I note Debbie and Steve are in a sideways bosom, she's holding his cock and he has one arm around her berm, the other manus is playing with her tit. This will be Sonia's hard whipping I have ever given her and as we agreed there will be no guard word.

My start hit is soft but just the tip of the lash hits her dead centre on her midriff, she pulls back but way too late. The moment is often harder and a little higher striking her on the underside of her left tit, the red wale almost cuts the skin and she lets out a trivial scream. Now she is trying to travel back, this is why I had her stand on the minor toilet while I tied her off, with the extra tautness in her arms the bonds do not reserve practically movement. I waste no fourth dimension in aiming my next strike right on her nipple of the same tit, my aim is a trivial off, the party whip hits the Elwyn Brooks White anatomy to the side of the areola and skip sideways hitting the teat after the military unit has been absorbed. Another riot and now she has rattling rent in her heart. Debbie and Steve are awestruck and engaged in hot up petting while not taking their eye off Sonia.

Because I am right handed and swinging from the right I find it difficult to shoot down an accurate hit on the right mammilla so I move a little closer and say to Steve,"I will now wind the party whip right around her back so the tips hits her proper mammilla ”.

I swing firm but stop the movement as the whip contacts her side this allows the remaining ass to wrap her body, it doesn't cause much stress on her rachis but as the tip finishes its change of location it cracks sharp on the English of her right tit, that tender stretched tegument. She grunts, I missed the nipple, I swing again. This time a bit harder, quicker and closer and"BAM"a address hit, the frayed end of the whiplash contacts her proper nipple with a loud crack cocaine. She screams pulling at her bonds, turning her body sideways trying to get away. Her right thigh brawniness contract as that articulatio genus comes up in a debile attempt to protect her upper berth body. The toes of the former invertebrate foot try to assert physical contact with the earth, her arms are straining, biceps tensed. I haven't finished yet, I am only getting started and she is shaking her oral sex mouthing"No, No"her face is streaked with tears.

I swing again, a back script swipe this time hitting her tensed belly she could see that one approaching, both knee come up but they do not aid, immediately a red strip begins to look. I quickly follow with a forehand swing hitting the position of her rump, then a back hand targeting her spread pussycat with the rear end end of the whip. With her legs held open by the spreader bar it is an easy hit and a direct upward slash parts her lips even further, she screams an extended"FUUUUCK"followed by a more quiet"No more, No more, RED, RED ”. She is now sobbing, her upper chest is wet from her tears and saliva and she swears at me.

I still need to evince her when she says"no condom word"it means"no safe word"so I continue my onslaught several more very heavily hits right on her boob across her mamilla and just above, she has so many bar merging they are difficult to number. She is shaking her trunk trying to escape.

I move behind her and start a battery up between her peg, it is hard to get a full swing but then the butt is the most sensitive part of a char's body and accuracy is more important than force. Some of the striking wrapping between her legs up past her pussy and hit her pubic pitcher, they leave a cracking sound. Then there are few that end rightfulness in her puss, the whip sounds a little muffled by the soft brim but the vocal sounds coming from her more than than make up for that.

I am getting tired and want some sexual expiration so I stop, she is breathing with child but mute. I suggest to the early two it is prison term to let her down.

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

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

Debbie stands on Sonia's rightfield side and aims right across Sonia's tits, her firstly hit is a lilliputian low, slipping off the downcast swell of Sonia's knocker but the second work stoppage is perfect and lays the whip end on her go out nipple and the rest of the lash squashes the right nipple into the tit. Sonia screams"shtup you Debbie ”.

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

I take the tension off her arms one at a prison term and release her, as she stands flat tire footed I undo the spreader bar while she supports herself with her hands on my shoulders. When she is destitute she leans her naked and striped body against me and I return the bosom, I cuddle and corroborate her, running my hands over her back as her tits are squashed against my chest. I can feel the welts that have risen in her pelt, they will withdraw weeks to fade.

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

I roll her over look up and pour more lotion on her consistence, again we all gently massage her body, Debbie is concentrating on her lower abdomen Steve on her titty, I am interest to see where this is going as Debbie face gets close and faithful to Sonia's slit. My cock is close to my wife's open and inviting mouth.

The day will stay on ... ... ... ... ...