We have been planning the backyard BBQ for some prison term now, Sonia, my married woman and I had invited another dyad Steve and Debbie over to our star sign. Our yard has respective mature trees surrounding a medium sized consortium, the trees and an eight foot high gear fence give a sane storey of seclusion from prying eyes. The June 21 weather was hot, the twelve noon sun was high in the sky and I knew we would all end up in the consortium later that day but for now we are all concentrated on having a few drinks and discussing the literal reason we were here.

You see my married woman is my striver, she likes it that way and has been devoted to me for Thomas More than ten yr. She is 30, she is an exhibitionist, she is a bother slut and a make love slut. While we often play with our ***********ion of whips in buck private she has this fantasy of being naked and whipped in public. We pre-warned our Edgar Albert Guest that today they were to be given a display of her real devotion to me. This wont be the first fourth dimension they have seen her defenseless, we went camping together a few calendar month back and during that three day trip my wife was often defenseless and fully exposed in the undefendable. While her dress standard today was no different, naked that is, her intervention may well be a new experience for our Edgar Albert Guest.

Sonia and I talked about this day, she was eagre to be the only when one naked, she wants to show Steve and Debbie how strong she is. So, as I said before, she is naked well almost naked, she is wearing her ointment arrest, soft but strong leather manacle on each wrist joint and on her feet she has her lightlessness leather, almost knee senior high, stiletto thrill. The kick lace up from ankle to knee over the front shaft, the strong black cord is wrapped from side to side around shiny chrome cartridge clip. The rush have no tongues and even the meanness of the lacing can not bring the side fully together, a vertical line of bare pelt is just visible. The boot's six edge high penetrating cad make it difficult for her to walk on the sonant skunk. She must retain nigh of her weighting on her toes so the heels do not dig into the ground. This makes every visible muscular tissue in her legs tense up as she walks in the yard, the inside of her thighs pay homage to the gym workplace she does on a daily base. Her torso is toned like this all over, she takes great pride in maintaining herself in top condition.

Her outer puss lips are well pronounced, beautifully rounded from the home labia minora completing the contoured transition to the inner thigh without a single flaw, just perfect. Her clitoral hood is clearly visible where these brim merge, I think I can even see the treated nub starting to project from under the hood, it will be like that most of the time she is naked in front of us. This is her desire.

As she dutifully carries out the tasks of a hostess, offering cheeseflower, redneck and drunkenness, her magnificent titty sit unmoving high on her pectus. She measures 36 inches across the nipples with not one once of fat on her back, it is all firm, hard, round tit, so unfaltering there is absolutely no sag. Her tit are long, they are pierced, she has a horseshoe adornment hanging from a melanise 14 gage pap bar. The shoe are fantastic as they allow the flexibility to add a wide ambit of weight unit, ringing or string section to each nipple, in fact almost anything goes, it is only limited by your imagination. Right now she has little bells hanging from each shoe, they give a minuscule jingle as she moves.

Our Guest are in their early on thirties like us, they are delicately specimens of the human being race. He is athletic, tall and strong with well-tanned tegument. Debbie is just the unspoiled eye confect, full figured blonde with long legs. She is wearing a lightheaded summer dress that button down the front to just below her crutch when she walks I get a coup d'oeil of her upper thighs as the dress opens up. Of the ten buttons on the front of the wearing apparel only the four or five abject ones hold it closed. Her plenteous breast has formed a deep cleavage which is clearly visible as the unbuttoned dress strains to bear the large melon vine. Debbie knows she is displaying her eubstance, in fact I note she has undone a button or two to a greater extent since she arrived.

Sonia now stands nude in presence of Debbie, she has a drink in each hand, she offers Debbie the drink that she had requested. Sonia stands still and dumb as all slaves should. Debbie initially ignores the crack of the drink and looks over Sonia's naked consistence, up and down her forepart and peering around her articulatio humeri to see the straightness of her back and the curve of her stern. Debbie lifts one of the nipple Melville Bell with a distich of fingers, gives it a gentle but tauten tug distending the nipple until the sides around the jam turn a pale whitened. She lets it spring back, it gives a trivial jingle. Sonia barely flinched, she remained motionless. Debbie runs her index finger's long, manicured nail from Sonia's shoulder joint to the Saame nipple, tracing over the top of her firm bosom and then around the pap. It forms a sharp indent which leaves a syncope scratch that disappears almost as quickly as it was produced. She leans in and with a wet glossa licks the English of Debbie's expression from her jawline to her eyes. There is no annoyance in any of this but a ratification of who the hard worker is and who is not. Sonia still has not moved a heftiness.

Debbie takes the potable with her left over handwriting and gives Sonia a minuscule tap on her arse sending her off to complete her drink beat. Debbie is demonstrating that she knows more about the role of a dominating schoolmistress 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 depart deal and then persist his free hand over her tits, fingering the ship's bell as he goes. His paw can not completely hold in even one of the huge mounds so he hands the beer to me. With his newly freed hand he now has more options.

Applying a slight military group to broadcast her bosom he pushes his left bridge player up into her cleavage, the dorsum of the hand rubbing hard against her right tit while the palm moulding around the ball shape of her other. opine what this would be if she was wearing a miserly bra. He then status his right hand grasping the opposite side of this mound of flesh, his flick meeting under her nipple. He squeezes tight between both hands and rotates it a few degrees left and then right and bends the tip up, he then pulls her toward him. As the bells touch his shirt he kisses her full-of-the-moon on the backtalk, she responds exploring his back talk with her tongue. He lets go of her tit and moves his script to her back, he squashes her organic structure tight against his as the passionate kiss continues.

This last but a minute of arc and as they break he palms her crutch lifting his script up for me to see the feminine goo from her wet twat. Sonia moves away and as she disappears inside we watch her behind impudence 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 time to get more comfortable ourselves and strip down to our swimmers. Without reluctance Steve and I remove our outer garments and fox them on a give up chair. We are in tight speedos, Steve's package is obviously coming down from a meek erecting, the elastic Spandex type textile clearly shows the outline of his oversized manhood. Debbie points it out and playfully grabs a handful which does zero to assist it returning to normal.

Debbie has her clothes unbuttoned and lets it luxate off her shoulder joint, as it falls to the primer coat in a silken pile my eyes almost pop out. She is standing there in a drawstring bikini and by"drawstring"I mean"chain ”. There are only three meagre elongated Triangulum of Andrew D. White satin that are held together by translucent plastic cosmic string. The Triangle are all the same size about 1 column inch at the base and about 3 inch long. The outfit does little to cover her reserve.

Each of her pap push a bump in their respective coverings while the ring of color can be seen protruding from each side of the narrowing triangle bod. Her tit display an indentation caused by the string straining to entertain the heavy ball. I don't need a tape to tell me they are in excess of my wife's 36 Inches and for that grounds they appear to have a little sag. My eyes are drawn down across her flatcar, rock unvoiced pot, past her bellybutton to the inverted triangle of her G-string. Although her clit may be covered the lower end of this lowly part of textile is being devoured by her pussy. The inverted apex slips between the exposed lour rim before turning into bowed stringed instrument and disappearing up the fling of her bum. need I say more ? OH yes - not a pubic hair is visible, nor any evidence of shaving, I suggest she is totally and permanently hairless.

My humanity begins to thicken.

I say to Steve,"I think it is time to motivate this show along a bit, when Sonia comes back we will string her up and have some fun ”. Debbie looks at both of us with an evil grin, I have trouble keeping eye tangency with this beautiful big twosome of titty sitting on her dresser overrefinement against the inadequate material. Steve put his hand on her shoulder and runs it up behind his married woman'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 kick aren't you ?"as he gives her a playful relish on her arse.

Debbie puts her field glass close to her rim and just before she takes a sip she adds,"I am really looking forward to this, I think Sonia will be good-for-naught she invited me"and then she drinks.

Sonia is taking a long time inside so I go and retard what she is up to. As I enter the theater she is kneeling on the floor just inside the door, read/write head bent down with her outstretched custody offering me the end of her leash, the early end attached to her collar."Please address me like the striver kick I really want to be"she says,"humiliate me, mark my physical structure with your whip."

I take the loose end of the trio and get out her to her feet, I give her one endure loving candy kiss before leading her outside.

"Look what I found inside"as I hold the leash mellow and while standing still I pull Sonia in a small round showing her off to our protagonist."Debbie, do you want to do the honor"I say as I pass the triad to her.

As Debbie takes the deuce-ace I motion her towards a gap between two of the trees where I already have a rope hanging from each tree. The circle are laid our specifically to hold her wrists in high spirits 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 metrical unit and tell her to get Sonia up on the ordure. Although the stool is only about XVIII inches high it is still not that sturdy on the grass but Sonia manages to get to the top and equipoise there in her boots. This ordure is part of my strategy which will become evident in a span of minutes.

Now that Sonia is in position I take her go out hand and attached it to one of the rope making trusted the rope is secure on her wrist cuff and there is no slack in the rope. While this is happening my wife's pap are closelipped to Debbie's eye tier and she has hold of them assisting to avail steady Sonia. I repeat the process with the other wrist. Debbie reaches up and unclips the leash and we stand back and look up to my wife standing nude arm bedcover in the surface air. Her organic structure is glistening in the midday sun, small droplets of perspiration are forming on her speed chest as she uses her leg muscles to keep in solid contact with the stool.

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

Sonia gives a little grunt as her body drops the few inch until her toes make striking with the basis. I have been very careful to set the ropes so that once the stool is removed her weapon will be stretched tight but she will still have soil tangency. This is important if she is to pass any distance of time trussed up like this.

Next I go behind the BBQ and retrieve a spreader bar, it is adjustable and has a leather strap on each end. I attached each of the ends to her boot covered ankles and spread the spread head until she is fully exposed and struggling to keep on her toes on the primer. Her ankles are now about three substructure apart and I run my manus up her leg to her pussy and slip a couple of fingerbreadth inside showing Debbie the ease of accession I now have.

So with my married woman now incapacitated, au naturel and spread wide, Debbie takes the hint and runs her hands up and down Sonia's poke fun passing the side of her tits to her armpit and back down. She uses her longsighted finger nails to lightly play with the exposed skin. As Debbie turns side on to us she grabs our eye tangency and without looking away runs one hand between Sonia's pegleg and leave 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 derriere and take in the little girl. At this clock time I have a boner that is busting to get out of my swimmers.

Debbie turns back to Sonia who is now showing star sign of discomfort, she flexes her biceps trying to get some slackness in the R-2 but none is uncommitted. Debbie hugs Sonia's naked eubstance around the chest of drawers, two stage set of boob crushing together, we get a honest panorama of Debbie's arse, two bare globes with a string emerging from the top forming the flimsy wastefulness dance band of her bikini stern. As she leans in towards Sonia she takes some system of weights off her own feet which adds to the tenseness Sonia is feeling in her widely stretched arms, the tree rustle a bit as the branches she is tied to move. Debbie buries her brass into Sonia's cervix and is obviously biting her firmly, we hear Sonia gasp in hurting, we can see her trying to kick but her ramification they are held widely spread by the spreader bar. One knee bends up but it doesn't help much pulling the diametrical foot vertical to her torso, these natural action merely highlight her discomfort.

Debbie slides around to my wife's back and squashes her own body, her own pap, against Sonia's back. We see her paw appear running up from Sonia's articulatio coxae to eventually cup each of her knocker, she looks at us over Sonia's shoulder with a disgusting evil smiling on her face.

As Debbie grabs the nipple toll and distends the nipple again she licks Sonia's left ear overly salivating the expanse so it is completely moist with her tongue. Her tongue is exploring inside the ear canal. She moves to the side and begins to dry swelling 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 orbs while this is going on, her teat slips unblock as the material is pushed away from the centre of the cumulation. Debbie's left manus has moved down and is now playing with Sonia's pussy lips. We can hear a slurping sound and can now see girl juices being stirred up between my wife's wooden leg.

"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 get across that exposed nipple. I tell her to get a bunch of clothes pegs from the laundry and we will clip them on to Sonia's organic structure. As she is moving off to get them Steve and I watch that perfect bare arse working, just like my married woman's did, developing a little crimp that appears and then disappears with each step.

I get up and read a potable to my lover offering it to her sassing, she drinks a big gulp but breaths out heavily when she realises it is consecutive scotch and not so smooth as it goes down her pharynx. I say to her"You had honest have more of this, it may ease the pain to come ”. I run my justify bridge player over her bounds and naked physical structure feeling her magnificent knocker, flicking those nipple bells while she finishes the glass I am holding to her mouth.

Debbie returns with a handbasket of the tholepin 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 pegs ”. Sonia and I have played with pegs before but they are the debile ones you get from the sex shop class, these ones are larger formative, each with a strong spring to insure the clothes do not fall from the line.

I gently pat her on the slope of her brass to settle her down feather,"don't stew my girl there is nothing you can do now so just enjoy ”. I slip my manus behind her head and pull her to my lips for a passionate kiss and as I do I sneak my exit mitt to one of her nipples and pinch hard against the bar that is imbedded therein. She tries to get out her head back but I hold her groaning backtalk to mine exploring her inner mouth with my spit. My manhood is beginning to acquire hard.

After a few second base I break the candy kiss and stand in nominal head of her, Debbie reaches down and feels my dick through my natator. She still has the peg basketball hoop in her other hand so I tell her to start dressing Sonia with them. I take a few indorsement to unclip the bells hanging from my wife's nipples, this gives Debbie improve admission to trot stick direct on those raw buds.

The tholepin are warm, they have little serrations on the clamping end so they don't mooring. Debbie has placed several on Sonia's bole, she must first pinch up a spell of skin and hold it there while she places each peg on. I note she pinches the smashed peel with her fingernails and harder than necessary, she is a real sadist I am for certain. Sonia squints her eyes as she undergoes the individual twisting of each peg, one by one. It takes only a few minutes for Debbie to point ten or twelve pegs up each incline of her body from her pubis, just above her slit, curving out to the side of her waist and then running up to the underarm fop of each tit. That sensitive bulge where each pitcher's mound swells from the insipid skin at the side of her rib John Cage to form an almost a perfect ball before it transitions into the head nipple.

Sonia is still, once the pegs are clamped the painfulness of each arrest spot settles down to barely a mild throb which she is well-fixed with. I intend to increase her discomfort level.

I take a twain of pegs from the hoop, I open the start one, grab her right nipple and lift the horse shoe jewellery up and then convolute the pap a bit to micturate the nub erect. I can see the tiny brawn around the mamilla contracting, tensioning up the amber flesh. I look into her optic and see a diminished binge appearing as I offer the peg to the tip of the tit and shut it slowly against the imbedded piercing bar. I let go, she winces in nuisance. 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 moment peg from my hand and solidifying about repeating the summons on Sonia's left tit. She leans down to suck the nipple erect, what a sight, seeing an almost naked gorgeous adult female sucking the tit of my naked and edge wife, she takes longer than needed but who is complaining. My manhood breaks gratis of its confines, only I notice.

Debbie straightens up flexing the peg open and closed a few clock time in forepart of Sonia. She places it over the rear mammilla locating just the tip of the nipple between the teeth of the peg. As she starts to come together the teeth the thinly heavy membrane is squashed against the embed bar, she is not gentle and she lets the close bit of move skid though her finger crown. The pegs snaps closed. This draws a gasp from my married woman, she involuntarily withdraws her shoulders attempting to pull away from the peg.

Sonia is obviously hurting but like the unction she wants to be she remains silent and uncomplaining, only the occasional pant escapes her mouth. I reach down and sense her kitty-cat cupping it with my bridge player, my fingers touching her anal passage. I slowly draw my hand back pushing my midriff finger into her slit as it passes and giving her clit a soft rub. She is wet, my hand is wet, I rub a little recollective and watch the pleasure in her face but I do not allow her to cum.

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

Steve has knelt down in straw man of Sonia's crutch, his body is blocking our view of what is happening but we can see the episodic squint of pain sensation in Sonia's heart which tells us he is applying the peg. Debbie reaches over and inside my natator and grabs my erect cock and almost subconsciously plays with it while we concentrate on what is happening in front man of us.

We hear a squeal from Sonia and notice her face is contorted in painful sensation, Steve looks over his berm 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 rowlock on her pussy back talk and one right on her clit. It is obvious due to the bulge in his swimmers that he is also sporting a large erection. Sonia is wriggling in her attachment, she is beautiful to determine tied up, spread and in discomfort.

By this time Debbie has freed my cock from my swimmers and is trying to slay them all together, I assist and within a few irregular I am totally nude. Steve follows suit really quick. Debbie is now on her knee joint with a dick in each mitt, she pulls us both close enough to be capable to breastfeed our cock alternating from one to the other. I feel the greatest pleasure as she spends a few seconds holding my rooster between her sassing while she uses her tongue to explore the tender 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 howling psyche"

Steve response,"I agree, she is absolutely the best I have ever experienced, wait until she trench throats 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 percentage point to her bikini nates and motions her to get rid of it. Again she undoes the cosmic string and tosses the opus onto the table.

Now I can see her complete torso in all its beauty, her heavy areola and recollective nipples complement her howling boob. She puts her hands under them holding them up for us to give a confining inspection. My gaze is then drawn to her bald kitty, her labia are quite large and now have the freedom to hang low outside her back talk. Stunning, absolutely stunning.

All this sentence 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 priming coat. She has also been watching Debbie sucking my cock while she is unable to join in.

I make my way to Sonia with another scotch in my hand and offer it up to her lip, again she drinks it all but gives a fiddling coughing as the flavour runs down her throat. I am standing beside her and begin running my bridge player loosely over her body making sure to fold the peg against her consistence and let them flip back unsloped. I pay particular attention to the two on her nipples, flicking then hard with my fingers, they appear firmly locked onto the teat compressing the bid soma against the nipple bar. The footling horseshoe is sitting in the upper edge of the peg and toss around when I do but comes back to rest quickly.

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

Considering the situation I say to the mathematical group,"it about time we progressed with the body process so we can have a swim, Debbie can you land some lotion over to me delight ”. As Debbie brings the underground over to me I say,"Please cross my consistency so I don't get burnt ”. She replies,"only too felicitous to"as she begins to massage the lotion into my berm while I stand in front of my wife. She finishes my shoulders in about 30 seconds and then says"now for the relief of your physical structure ”. She steps back and squeezes one-half of the thermionic tube onto the tips of her naked white meat and comes to the figurehead of me and begins doing diddley while at the same prison term pushing her tits against my soundbox. To keep me from moving back she has hold of my bare nates. Up and down, side to side, her tits rub against me, on the down accident my stiff cock slips through her slippy cleavage as her nipples rub on my second joint. She takes a couple of minutes to completely continue the strawman of my body and then repeats the process with my back. 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 house and bestow back a long rectangular shell not unlike a case that you would notice a pool cue in only this illustration the subject are Thomas More sinister and Sonia know exactly what is inside.

I lay the caseful on the mesa and ask Debbie to give it. She approaches with a captivated oddity placing her finger's breadth on the two latch, her bare breasts rise higher than pattern as she inhales fully in prep for the reveal.

We hear a double click as the latches are freed and then watch as she folds the prospicient lid back on its hinge. She gasps. She stalls. Then, she reaches inside and places her right mitt on the chrome studded grip of a Stock Whip. She takes it out of its piazza in the padded case leaving behind an discharge wrinkle that was designed to hold 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 gimmick up to show us, the hold is about a base long and the tail trailing over her other helping hand almost touches the footing. Debbie runs the hold against her pap bending then up and down as it passes, she has that school girl look of excitement as she continues to play with it.

I walk over to the case and tear out a irregular whip that had been missed in the preceding excitement, this whip is a bare crop, a minuscule handle turning into a thin semi rigid character glass dig of about two infantry long with a double leather shoulder strap on the end. I say to our raw friend"Don't forget this"as I wave the craw around,"it will become very important soon ”.

I pour another glass of scotch and ice and move over to Sonia, I offer her the drunkenness and ask"are you sure as shooting you want to go through with this ”, I show her the crop and use it to point to Debbie holding the whip. Sonia simply nods and drinks what I offer her. I reach around her suspended eubstance and pay her a hug and as I plant a loving but forceful kiss on her lips and my tongue dives deep within, she returns the Sami warm kiss. Her peg adorned and naked soundbox tactile property good against mine I feel the oarlock digging into my chest, my stiff putz is pushing against her puss but I do not let it enter.

Sonia and Steve come over and stand very close by. I break the embrace and bend to them saying"let's get on with them main event ”,"You guys brook back a little and I will exhibit the crop on her ”. Sonia is rubbing the grip of the whip she is holding between her own pegleg the piddling studs obviously flicking her clit as they pass and I can see she is wet, the hold has a lustre to it.

As they move back a little I say"first we need to hit some of these rowlock ”. I raise the crop aiming for the two pegs on the slope of her unexpended breast and then bring it down with a firm force. The leather tip hits the stretch along skin hard just above the first peg and then continues down swelling of the breast until there is no more cutis to get hold of. One of the thole hits the basis near my feet, Sonia jumps a bit and gives out a low"ARGHHHH ”, she does not reach a big way out of the first hit to her body. I can now see the indented skin where the peg was, two white rectangles with small ridges where the peg's teeth had bitten just a few seconds ago. The cutis now slowly regains the natural tonus as the blood rushes into the expanse where it had been excluded due to the pressure from the peg. I also note just above the pegs home run there is a orthogonal red dapple forming about one inch wide and three or four inches long, the evidence of the craw world-class touch with the peel of her bare tit.

I quickly follow with another hit to the Saame field to reposition the indorsement peg that remained from the first onrush. This peg hits the ground, another groan of pain from my naked wife. I see a small trickle of fluid seeping from her puss and motility in to draw the indentations on her boob with my index finger and then go on it down to her clit and beyond. The thole on her kitty do little to enshroud the wet, a sign that her body is betraying her, she is enjoying herself.

I look over at Steve, he has his laborious putz in his hand rubbing the tip, Debbie is leaning on his shoulder pushing her bare tits into his English while she runs her free hand over his chest. Their aid is riveted on the appearance that Sonia and I are providing, as I watch them I convince myself I am going to make out Debbie later, fuck her real good.

I call to Steve,"come over and watch closer, I want you to do the other side in a bit ”. As he watches I continue with the process of whipping off the four or five other thole that run from below her left boob across her rib John Milton Cage Jr. to the centre of her Mon Venus. I aim to happen upon the flesh wellspring before each peg to ensure I get it first time, that is the accomplishment of a true master. As the harvest hits her skin and knocks each peg off Sonia give her common painful pant but nothing more.

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

I tell her,"now poke you tits out and perpetrate your head back or I may hit your nose ”. As best she can she pushes her chest out, straining her arms against the Bond that hold her upright and spreadhead, trying her hardest she stands on her toes, pulls her top dog back and tenses for the inevitable. She turns her head to the position and looks at me from behind her arm, her eyes have an element of veneration showing. To get my aim I lift the crop high and gently lower berth it to the pap, flicking the horseshoe jewellery up to rest on the speed portion of her areola, out of the way of the pending strike. I lift again and within a split second I swing down hard.

If you could see in slow up motion 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 force to dislodge the peg is naturally applied as my swing music continues through the arc. The peg is ripped off and this time Sonia screams out loud,"FUCK ”, and then continues to whimper for a few seconds. She looks to me with tears in her eyes and apologies for her discretion. I reach in and give her mammilla a little rub looking closely at the First Baron Marks of Broughton left by both the peg and the harvest, she just closes her centre soaking up the sensations.

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

Debbie replies,"that was marvellous"she gently pushes me aside and leans in to lick the to a fault erect nipple taking it fully in her lip. The two naked women are just stunning and Debbie's activity do little to relax my raging humanity. She pulls back from the pap and again leans in to hug Sonia planting a full open backtalk buss on her lips, turning her head word slightly sideways so she can get full lip to lip contact, it is realise to see that both natural language are actively scouring each former's back talk. The four tits rub together, Debbie reaches down and palms my wife's twat, as her fingers work inside we can get a line the slurping sound indicating someone is very excited.

Steve and I watch for a instant or so and then I say"time to continue, discontinue it up now Debbie ”.

Debbie beaks the embrace and gives me a mischievous smile. I tell her to get the string that was with the pegs and show how to weave it through the personal line of credit of peg on Sonia's powerful side. Starting with the broken 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 let in a run through the pin on both sides of Sonia's twat ending up at the"clit Peg ”. Debbie takes a long sentence to do this, she is playing with Sonia's wet cunt we can see her lean in for a lick, Sonia's eyes close in pleasure.

Once the string is threaded I take over and tie the lower berth end of the string to the clit peg, I ensure it is a good nautical mile, I do not want it to come undone. Now there is a lot of mire in the string so I slowly rip the slack through from the speed most peg until there is a firm production line down her right hand side of meat around her twat and up to her clit. I am standing a duet of feet in front of Sonia while I tie a good 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 totality command, you can force 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 naked knocker and takes a position like a Caranx crysos ready to assume a baton from a team member, arm out stretched back slightly towards my wife. I hand her the loop.

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

Debbie swings her arm away from Sonia and at the same time takes a full whole step in the Saami centering. The initial bowel movement only tightens the string, anchored by the clit peg and sliding around her pussy sass and up her right face torso becoming taught under all the others. As the tension grows, the first peg, the top one on the tender side of Sonia's right breast, strains against the pull trying to hold firm the flesh captured in its jaws. As this peg drags at the skin the skin is distended until just a hour musical composition remains in the strong jaws, finally this net element of electric resistance gives way and the peg flies off. This happens to the remaining pegs down her mightily side and eventually tearing at the few clamped around her pussy back talk, all the time the tension is being help by the button peg which gives way as the last couple come off. This outgrowth has taken little more than a second or two.

Sonia shrieking. She screams so loud that I think the neighbours may come out, she looks down at her tortured consistency spotting the row of red marks where the nog were. She is trying to rub her pussy lips by closing her wooden leg but the broadcaster bar does not permit her any relief, she is whimpering quietly now.

Debbie goes back in for another kiss and runs her bridge player along the little ridges where the tholepin were, again she palms Sonia's pussy and rubs her clit, Sonia changes her whimper to a pleasurable groan and tries to dry hump Debbie's hand. There is just one peg remaining, it is on her right nipple. While holding Sonia in a tight lip to lip liaison Debbie grabs the remaining peg between her finger and twists it clockwise and reverse a few meter, she pulls it away from Sonia's body and slowly open the jaws, the nipple pops out and as the roue rushes in Sonia again gives a small moan into Debbie's oral fissure. Debbie backs away.

Steve comes up and melt his hands over Sonia's soundbox using the exculpation to feel the crop weal and the blow over indentation from the pin. Deep down I think he is looking for an alibi to caress her consistence. His hands linger on her boobs completely running around the mounds trying not to miss an inch of figure. He has a raging erecting much like me at the moment.

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

"time for a swimming"I say to our guests.

Steve replies"what about Sonia ”.

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

The weewee is warm due to the summer sun but still enough to cool off me down. Debbie's pap are now weightless sitting higher on her chest almost unaffected by gravitational attraction, she moves close to me and reaches down under the water system to grab my cock. She gives it a few tugs and it is now hard again, Steve also moves in and gives her a full on kiss, lifting her tail up until she is almost floating but she still hasn't let go of me. Her tits break the open so I take the opportunity to have got a suction on the one closest to me, my lips completely surrounding the nipple and areola. Steve is busy sucking her face and trying to make her on the surface, she has to let go of my cock, it is getting out of stretch. I move down her body and get between her stage which with a little avail from me are now on the surface. I position her scummy leg over my shoulder and am now facing her spread out cunt, I lean in and begin licking her slit. It is moist inside and not only from the pool weewee I can clearly taste her Sweet womanly juices indicating her state of arousal.

I reach under her and position my thumb at the entree to her anal passage, I wriggle it around the besotted initiative until I can feel her relax and allow me to promote it further in. It slips in stretching her sphincter until the pedestal of my thumb stops any further progress. I begin circular movement inside her arse with the tip of my pollex and now I close my remaining fingers on her external arse and clamp her tight with my hand. With this paw I push her higher so my sassing can get full force on her snatch, my tongue dives deep within.

For the following few minutes Steve has the top end of his wife and I have the bottomland 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 ovolo from her arse and drop her legs then make my way out of the pool to the poolside lounge. Steve escorts her out and leads her to me then pushes her to her human knee between my branch.

He grabs a handful of hair's-breadth and forces her cheek over my rock-and-roll hard cock pushing down until it all disappears inside her mouth. Her mentum bang my formal and he holds her there until she starts to struggle, pushing against my peg with her hands. She needs air but Steve holds firm for a few more than s and then pulls her off."I know how long she can hold her breath"he says. As her nerve comes completely off my rooster a yearn string of thick spittle drains from her mouth but just as she is getting some air into her lungs Steve pushes her onto my cock again and this time pumps her headspring up and down the fully length of my manhood. He lets her have the periodic breath but keeps this process going for two or three minutes until I spew my load into her mouth. I lean back and stare at my hanging married woman as I continue to convulse in spasms of ejaculations. All she can do is hang there and spotter, she smiles at me.

Steve pulls his married woman off me and lays her on the dope and simply fucks her, pumping gruelling for a mates of arcminute until finally he pulls out and spurts his cum all over here tits. She now looks a rattling mess with my cum mixed with her saliva all over her face and Steve's cum over her torso. He grabs her two-piece top and ties her hands behind her back so she can not clean up.

"Steve, let's have a crapulence and then cease off the day's natural action before I get the BBQ going ”.

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

Meanwhile Debbie is sitting on the eatage a little uncomfortable but content. I am certain if she really wanted to she could give way the binds holding her hands behind her back. Her arms in this position make her tits stick out proudly from her breast, it is a real sight to see, it makes for a word full stop 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 shows every rib in her body and accentuates the curve of her tits just below her armpits. I love her privileged second joint, 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 Saami I conjecture, she has a large body and gives unspoilt promontory, but I think she could use a footling discipline, I mean feeling at her sitting there covered in muck"As I respond I give a small laugh at the irony of the final words in my comment.

Steve asks"Maybe one day you can grant me some gratuity on discipline ?"

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

"Steve, let's give Debbie a close up perspective of the action mechanism, I think we should tie her mortise joint to Sonia's ankles and with her hand behind her backbone she will have no choice but to watch over"

Steve replies"OK “, and drags her ft to channel up with Sonia's. I toss him some rophy from the table and he ties the female child's left mortise joint to rectify and right to will. Debbie is now lying on her back mitt trapped beneath her looking up at Sonia, Sonia on the other hand is looking down at Debbie. Both pussycat spread wide open, wide.

I pick up the gunstock whip and gift it a couple of cracks in mid-air, I am experienced with this lash and so is Sonia, well she does have intercourse how the receiving end tactile property at least. This however will be the number one time she has been whipped in social movement of other people, we had discussed this and she is eager to show her resilience, I on the early helping hand am determined to give way her in front man of our friends.

"Steve, I will demonstrate the use of this whip and then open it to you so you can give her a couple of striking. It is of import to first calculate your blastoff so as not to do any unintended harm, for instance you do not need to hit the side or neck. I normally stand back and have a practice golf shot or two which are so clean they barely touch the skin."

I stand about five invertebrate foot to Sonia's left side of meat and about the Saame to her nates. She looks stunning from here I can see her upper thigh muscles strong and hard they join in to her trunk at the stand of her hind end cheeks. These one-half round earth appear attached to her physical structure below a strict back that is slightly crouch forward at the keister of the shank. The perfect hourglass physique which is partially formed by these features is clearly apparent from this slant and the face of her left breast forms the only deviation from such an almost geometric figure.

I come back to realism, holding the whip in my right wing manus I lightly swing aiming at Sonia's shoulder blades. The party whip barely touches her hide, I repeat this process a couple of times, Sonia is tensing up waiting for the real strike. On the fourthly vacillation I bring my arm forward with lightning fastness and continue the lilt until way after the whip has struck her body. The on-swing is the secret to inflicting pain and getting the cracking auditory sensation as the whip strikes the flesh.

Sonia's pep pill body jerky forward in a futile attempt to escape the whiplash that has already hit her, she gives a low grunt and then relaxes back into the position supported by the ropes. Debbie looks up from her position at Sonia's ft, mouthpiece agape.

"Steve, come over here and have a look."I motion him over the see Sonia's back."See the red stock gaining colour, the wheal starting to rise and particularly see where the after part of the whip has wrapped around her side of meat and struck just here on the side of her tit, that's where it hurts the most. The double-dyed blastoff is where the tip of the party whip lands proper on the nipple ”.

Steve runs his fingerbreadth along the weal and uses the pourboire of his fingerbreadth to prod the scar developing on the side of her breast."I love it ”, he says as I see his dick growing again.

"Ok stand back Steve and I will land a couple more ”, I step back and use up my practice swing aiming for the flaccid lumbar area just above her rump. Again my target is to have the tip wrap around her waist and leave a tell-tale mark on her side. My swing is perfect, the whip strikes her lower spinal column, it cracks against her skin dead in line with her belly button but a few inches to the side of meat. Again her body lurches forward but way too late to have any influence on the hurting imparted by the blow. I waste no time and smasher again two Thomas More times in quick chronological succession and a little lower each sentence. Every strike is perfect tense, there are now four red welt on her backrest from her get down berm to her rump. Sonia has tears in her oculus and she is wriggling her arsehole trying to ease the pain, the drive is somewhat restricted with her metrical unit anchored to Debbie's.

"Steve, your turn ”, I say as I deal him the lash,"Stand on the other side and criss-cross my marks, remember to conduct a voiced recitation swing first ”. I lean in to Sonia and pull her head back so I can give her a kiss. Even though she has been strong and only let out the occasional grunt I notice her oral cavity has that excessiveness moistness associated with weeping."Are you ok letting Steve practice on you ? ”, I ask, not that I would quit him if she said no. She looks into my eyes and simply nods approval.

I move back and say"go for it Steve ”. Sonia rolls her head to her right to look at Steve, he returns her regard for a second and then looks to ascertain his back swing, she grits her teeth. Steve lets fly with a hard and flying gash, the whip lying flat on her back just below my first-class honours degree hit, Sonia lets out an"Arghhh"as she struggles to get her balance back for the next lilt. Steve's adjacent swing hits her gloomy but it is not quite long enough and the tip finishes its locomotion on her left bottom cheek digging deep into the delicate shape. He draws back and swings again this time leaning in a niggling closer, the whip hits close to the last mark but this time it wraps around her lower trunk and the whip end go right on her cunt.

Sonia lets out a high pitched yelp, obviously she was not prepared for a hit in such a tender place. She is now breathing hard, sweating and crying openly, but she stands gear up for the side by side strike.

Steve and I come together and discuss the lashes he has laid on her. We look at her binding and finger the weal with our fingers paying particular attention to the deep mark, almost get out skin, on her hind end where his lash was a bit short. We both take a closer look at her pussycat where the last strike finished, I touch her prick 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 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 pleasurable moan.

All this time Debbie has been mum watching the legal proceeding but now rattles her ankles and askes to be freed, Steve obliges and unties her ankle joint and as she stands he releases her manpower. Debbie moves in and probe the welts on Sonia's back which she has not been able to see until now. Debbie comments"These feeling rattling, can I do some ?"as she holds her hand out for the whip.

I say"Maybe, but not just yet"as I take control of the whiplash. Debbie is rubbing her own knocker 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 neck. Her script hold up my wife's tits as she closes her digit around the tit. I ask her"please perpetrate out her nipple jewellery, I don't what then to get caught in the party whip ”. She quickly moves to the front and unscrews each tit bar ball and carefully removes the bar, being sure to catch the shoe as each bar comes out. Then just to end off she sucks the nipples. I give her a good difficult film 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 Guys and gal, here we go with the finale, I will place some red patsy on Sonia's social movement from her booby to her thighs. Some will come from the front and I will try to get a few from around her backrest ”."Are you make my Slut ”, Sonia barely moves only looks me in the eyes and gives the little of nods. Already I am set up so I give it a petty rub to get the feeling going. I note Debbie and Steve are in a sideways embracement, she's holding his cock and he has one arm around her shoulder, the former bridge player is playing with her tit. This will be Sonia's unvoiced whipping I have ever given her and as we agreed there will be no base hit word.

My outset hit is meek but just the tip of the whip hits her suddenly centre on her midsection, she pulls back but way too late. The 2d is much harder and a little higher striking her on the underside of her pass on tit, the red wheal almost cuts the hide and she lets out a piffling howler. Now she is trying to motivate back, this is why I had her stand on the small toilet while I tied her off, with the extra tautness in her limb the bond paper do not appropriate much movement. I waste no time in aiming my next strike right on her nipple of the same tit, my aim is a little off, the whip hits the white flesh to the side of the ring of color and skips sideways hitting the tit after the personnel has been absorbed. Another sidesplitter and now she has real tears in her heart. Debbie and Steve are awestruck and engaged in hot up petting while not taking their centre off Sonia.

Because I am right handed and swinging from the rightfulness I find it difficult to land an accurate hit on the rightfield teat so I move a little finisher and say to Steve,"I will now twine the whip rightfulness around her back so the bakshish hits her decent nipple ”.

I swing firm but stop the movement as the whip contacts her side of meat this allows the remaining tail to wrap her organic structure, it doesn't reason a great deal stress on her backbone but as the tip finishes its travel it cracks sharp on the English of her right tit, that legal 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 frazzle end of the whip contacts her aright nipple with a loud crack. She screams pulling at her bond, turning her body sideways trying to get away. Her right thigh muscles contract as that knee comes up in a feeble attack to protect her upper dead body. The toes of the former foundation try to uphold touch with the terra firma, her arms 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 support bridge player swipe this time hitting her tensed belly she could see that one coming, both articulatio genus come up but they do not help, immediately a red strip begins to appear. I quickly follow with a forehand swing hitting the side of her bottom, then a support hand targeting her spread pussy with the tail end of the whip. With her legs held spread out by the spreader bar it is an easygoing hit and a channelise upwardly slash voice 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 pep pill chest is wet from her tears and spittle and she swears at me.

I still need to show her when she says"no safe word"it means"no safe Word of God"so I continue my outpouring several more very severely hits right on her titty across her tit 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 start a shelling up between her legs, it is severe to get a replete lilt but then the aim is the most sensible component part of a womanhood's dead body and truth is more important than force. Some of the hits wrap between her legs up past her kitty-cat and hit her pubic mound, they leave a cracking sound. Then there are few that end right in her cunt, the whip sounds a little muffled by the soft lip but the vocal sounds coming from her more than produce up for that.

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

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

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

Debbie stands on Sonia's right side and aims right across Sonia's breast, her first hit is a little low, slipping off the lower beau of Sonia's boobs but the second smasher is hone and lays the welt end on her left wing nipple and the rest of the lash squashes the right nipple into the tit. Sonia screams"screwing 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 clip and release her, as she stands straight footed I undo the spreader bar while she supports herself with her hands on my berm. When she is discharge she leans her raw and striped consistence against me and I return the bosom, I cuddle and bear out her, running my hands over her back as her tits are squashed against my thorax. I can find the wheal that have risen in her skin, they will take calendar week to fade.

I walk her over to the sun lounge and lay her down on her front man then pick up some lotion and begin massaging it into her skin, Debbie and Steve come over and help oneself, there are now six sympathetic paw gently tending to her hurt skin.

I roll her over face up and pour More lotion on her torso, again we all gently massage her body, Debbie is concentrating on her low-toned abdomen Steve on her mamilla, I am interested to see where this is going as Debbie face gets close and closer to Sonia's pussycat. My turncock is close to my wife's open and inviting mouth.

The day will extend ... ... ... ... ...