We have been planning the backyard BBQ for some fourth dimension now, Sonia, my wife and I had invited another dyad Steve and Debbie over to our house. Our chiliad has respective mature tree surrounding a medium sized pool, the tree and an eight foot mellow fencing give a sensible stage of privacy from prying eyes. The June 21 weather was hot, the midday sun was eminent in the sky and I knew we would all end up in the kitty later that day but for now we are all concentrated on having a few drinks and discussing the real reason we were here.

You see my wife is my striver, she likes it that way and has been devoted to me for Sir Thomas More than ten yr. She is 30, she is an exhibitionist, she is a pain in the neck strumpet and a piece of ass slut. While we often play with our ***********ion of whips in private she has this phantasy of being naked and whipped in populace. We pre-warned our node that today they were to be given a appearance of her substantial veneration to me. This wont be the for the first time metre they have seen her raw, we went camping together a few months back and during that three day trip my wife was often naked and fully exposed in the open. While her set standard today was no unlike, naked that is, her discourse may well be a new experience for our Edgar Albert Guest.

Sonia and I talked about this day, she was eager to be the only one naked, she wants to show Steve and Debbie how strong she is. So, as I said before, she is raw well almost naked, she is wearing her salve catch, soft but inviolable leather cuffs on each wrist and on her base she has her black leather, almost knee high, stiletto charge. The iron heel lace up from ankle to knee over the strawman shaft, the potent black electric cord is wrapped from side to side around lustrous chromium-plate clips. The boots have no glossa and even the tightness of the thrashing can not bring the sides fully together, a perpendicular ancestry of bare tegument is just visible. The kick's six edge high sharp heels make it difficult for her to walk on the balmy forage. She must keep most of her free weight on her toes so the bounder do not dig into the ground. This makes every seeable musculus in her peg tense up as she walks in the yard, the inside of her second joint pay homage to the gym piece of work she does on a day-after-day cornerstone. Her body is toned like this all over, she takes swell pride in maintaining herself in top precondition.

Her outer slit lips are well pronounced, beautifully rounded from the internal labia minora completing the contoured passage to the inner thigh without a individual flaw, just perfective. Her clitoral hood is clearly visible where these mouth merge, I think I can even see the case-hardened nub starting to protrude from under the goon, 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 job of a hostess, offering cheeseflower, crackers and swallow, her magnificent breasts sit unmoving high gear on her chest. She measures 36 in across the tit with not one once of fat on her back, it is all firm, hard, unit of ammunition tit, so solid there is absolutely no sag. Her nipples are long, they are pierced, she has a shoe adornment hanging from a dark 14 gauge pap bar. The quoits are marvellous as they allow the flexibility to add a wide range of weights, rings or strings to each nipple, in fact almost anything goes, it is only limited by your imagination. Right now she has short bells hanging from each horseshoe, they give a little jingle as she moves.

Our Edgar Guest are in their early on thirties like us, they are fine specimens of the human race. He is athletic, grandiloquent and unassailable with well-tanned skin. Debbie is just the best eye confect, full figured blond with long leg. She is wearing a wanton summer dress that clitoris down the front to just below her crutch when she walks I get a glimpse of her upper berth second joint as the dress opens up. Of the ten buttons on the social movement of the dress only the four or five humiliated unity hold it closed. Her ample bosom has formed a deep cleavage which is clearly visible as the unbuttoned dress straining to contain the enceinte melon vine. Debbie knows she is displaying her organic structure, in fact I note she has undone a button or two Thomas More since she arrived.

Sonia now stands au naturel in front of Debbie, she has a swallow in each hand, she offers Debbie the drunkenness that she had requested. Sonia stands still and tacit as all slave should. Debbie initially ignores the offer of the drink and looks over Sonia's naked body, up and down her strawman and peering around her shoulder to see the straightness of her back and the curve ball of her derriere. Debbie lifts one of the mamilla toll with a twosome of fingers, gives it a gentle but steadfast tug distending the tit until the sides around the hole turn a pale clean. She lets it spring back, it gives a little jangle. Sonia barely flinched, she remained motionless. Debbie runs her exponent finger's long, manicured nail from Sonia's shoulder to the Saame nipple, tracing over the top of her firm breast and then around the teat. It forms a sharp indenture which leaves a faint St. Mark that disappears almost as quickly as it was produced. She leans in and with a wet tongue licks the face of Debbie's face from her jawline to her eyes. There is no pain in any of this only a ratification of who the slave is and who is not. Sonia still has not moved a muscularity.

Debbie takes the potable with her left over manus and gives Sonia a little tap on her arse sending her off to fill out her drink one shot. Debbie is demonstrating that she knows more about the role of a dominating schoolmarm 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 left hand and then range his free hand over her tits, fingering the bells as he goes. His hand can not completely enclose even one of the huge mounds so he hands the beer to me. With his newly freed mitt he now has more options.

Applying a slight force to spread her tits he pushes his leave behind paw up into her segmentation, the back of the hand rubbing arduous against her in good order tit while the palm moulds around the ball shape of her other. envisage what this would be if she was wearing a stringent bra. He then positions his right mitt grasping the polar side of this hill of material body, his hitchhike coming together under her teat. He squeezes tight between both hands and rotates it a few arcdegree left and then right and bends the tip up, he then pulls her toward him. As the bells equal his shirt he kisses her full on the lips, she responds exploring his mouth with her knife. He lets go of her tit and moves his hands to her back, he squashes her body tight against his as the passionate candy kiss continues.

This endure but a minute of arc and as they break he palms her crutch lifting his hand up for me to see the womanly slime from her wet bitch. Sonia moves away and as she disappears inside we watch her arse cheeks flexing alternately as each footstep is taken.

Steve takes his beer back and we all three stand around discussing Sonia. I suggest it would be a estimable time to get more easy ourselves and strip down to our swimmers. Without hesitation Steve and I remove our outer garments and fox them on a plain professorship. We are in tight speedos, Steve's package is obviously coming down from a balmy hard-on, the pliant Spandex type material clearly shows the abstract of his oversize manhood. Debbie points it out and playfully snaffle a smattering which does nothing to serve it returning to normal.

Debbie has her clothes unbuttoned and lets it slip off her shoulders, as it falls to the ground in a silken wad my oculus almost pop out. She is standing there in a string Bikini and by"String"I mean"drawstring ”. There are only three meagre elongated triangles of snowy satin that are held together by translucent plastic strings. The trilateral are all the like size about 1 inch at the al-Qaida and about 3 column inch long. The outfit does small to cover her modesty.

Each of her pap push a prominence in their respective masking while the areola can be seen protruding from each English of the narrowing trilateral figure. Her dummy display an indention caused by the string straining to guard the heavy globes. I don't need a tape to tell me they are in excess of my wife's 36 Inches and for that cause they appear to experience a little sag. My eyes are drawn down across her flat, rock hard potbelly, past her navel to the inverted Triangulum of her thong. Although her button may be covered the lower end of this humble piece of fabric is being devoured by her pussy. The inverted solar apex slips between the exposed lower lips before turning into train and disappearing up the crevice of her bum. Need I say to a greater extent ? OH yes - not a pubic hair 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 prison term to be active this appearance along a bit, when Sonia comes back we will string her up and have some fun ”. Debbie looks at both of us with an evilness grin, I have trouble keeping eye contact with this beautiful big pair of tits sitting on her chest distortion against the inadequate material. Steve put his hand on her shoulder and runs it up behind his married woman's cervix, he pulls her into his mouth and holds her there for a passionate kiss. When they break he says to her"you're a tangible bitch aren't you ?"as he gives her a playful smack on her arse.

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

Sonia is taking a long prison term inside so I go and control what she is up to. As I enter the sign she is kneeling on the floor just inside the door, head bent down with her outstretched hands offering me the end of her terzetto, the early end attached to her apprehension."Please treat me like the slave kick I really want to be"she says,"humiliate me, mark my organic structure with your whip."

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

"Look what I found inside"as I hold the threesome high and while standing still I pull Sonia in a small Mexican valium showing her off to our friends."Debbie, do you require to do the honours"I say as I pass the collar to her.

As Debbie takes the ternary I motion her towards a gap between two of the tree where I already have a rope hanging from each tree. The ropes are laid our specifically to hold her wrists highschool and spread when attached properly. Debbie leads Sonia to where I am standing and I point to a small two footmark stool sitting at my feet and tell her to get Sonia up on the can. Although the crapper is only about eighteen inches high it is still not that sturdy on the grass but Sonia manages to get to the top and balance there in her bang. This stool is part of my scheme which will become evident in a couplet of minutes.

Now that Sonia is in position I take her lead hired man and attached it to one of the forget me drug making sure the rope is secure on her wrist cuff and there is no falling off in the roofy. While this is happening my wife's nipple are close to Debbie's eye level and she has hold of them assisting to help steady Sonia. I repeat the process with the early articulatio radiocarpea. Debbie reaches up and unclips the leash and we stand back and look up to my wife standing raw arms feast in the open air. Her eubstance is glistening in the midday sun, small droplets of sweat are forming on her upper chest as she uses her leg muscles to keep in firm contact with the stool.

It is at this time that I reach down and root for the stool out from under her feet.

Sonia gives a piddling grunt as her torso drops the few inches until her toes make contact with the background. I have been very careful to set the R-2 so that once the toilet is removed her branch will be stretched pie-eyed but she will still bear ground liaison. This is important if she is to spend any length of clip 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 rush covered ankles and open the spread until she is fully exposed and struggling to keep her toes on the ground. Her ankles are now about three feet apart and I run my hand up her leg to her twat and slip a yoke of finger's breadth inside showing Debbie the ease of accession I now have.

So with my wife now helpless, naked and spread wide, Debbie takes the hint and runs her men up and down Sonia's ribs passing the side of her titmouse to her armpits and back down. She uses her long finger nails to lightly act as with the exposed peel. As Debbie turns side on to us she grabs our eye tangency and without looking away runs one hand between Sonia's legs and give her kitty a good rub.



"This is fun"she says,"I could meet 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 seat and keep an eye on the lady friend. At this time I have a fuckup that is busting to get out of my swimmers.

Debbie turns back to Sonia who is now showing signs of discomfort, she flexes her biceps trying to get some morass in the Mexican valium but none is available. Debbie hugs Sonia's naked body around the chest, two circle of mamilla crushing together, we get a good view of Debbie's croupe, two bare globe with a string emerging from the top forming the slight waste material stria of her bikini bottoms. As she leans in towards Sonia she takes some weighting off her own feet which adds to the stress Sonia is feeling in her widely stretched weapons system, the tree diagram rustle a bit as the branches she is tied to move. Debbie buries her face into Sonia's neck opening and is obviously biting her laborious, we hear Sonia gasp in pain, we can see her trying to complain but her branch they are held widely spread by the spreader bar. One stifle bends up but it doesn't help much pulling the opposite substructure vertical to her consistency, these actions merely highlight her discomfort.

Debbie slides around to my wife's back and squashes her own dead body, her own titmouse, against Sonia's back. We see her bridge player appear running up from Sonia's hips to eventually cup each of her titty, she looks at us over Sonia's articulatio humeri with a wicked malevolent 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 tongue is exploring inside the ear canal. She moves to the side and begins to dry hump Sonia's leg, Debbie's left tit is now mashing with the side of Sonia's tit, Debbie's small bikini top can not fully contain the orbs while this is going on, her pap berth give up as the material is pushed away from the centre of the pitcher's mound. Debbie's left hand has moved down and is now playing with Sonia's pussy lips. We can hear a slurping strait and can now see girl juice being stirred up between my married woman's legs.

"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 attempt to comprehend that disclose nipple. I tell her to get a bunch of clothes pegs from the laundry and we will prune them on to Sonia's physical 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 crease that appears and then disappears with each step.

I get up and take a drinkable to my lover offering it to her lips, she drinks a big draft but breaths out heavily when she realises it is straight scotch and not so smooth as it goes down her throat. I say to her"You had better have more of this, it may ease the bother to come ”. I run my complimentary hand over her limit and naked eubstance feeling her magnificent titty, flicking those mamilla chime while she finishes the looking glass I am holding to her mouth.

Debbie returns with a handbasket of the pegs and in the handbasket was some drawstring I purposely put in there earlier today. Sonia sees them and begins to say"No, no, no not those nog ”. Sonia and I have played with pegs before but they are the weaker ace you get from the sex shop, these ones are larger charge plate, each with a strong leap to see the clothes do not fall from the line.

I gently pat her on the side of her face to take root her down,"don't sweat my girl there is cipher you can do now so just enjoy ”. I slip my mitt behind her head and perpetrate her to my lips for a passionate kiss and as I do I hook my left hand to one of her nipples and tweet hard against the bar that is imbedded therein. She tries to rip her top dog back but I hold her groaning mouth to mine exploring her inner rima oris with my natural language. My manhood is beginning to get hard.

After a few instant I break the kiss and stall in front of her, Debbie reaches down and feels my putz through my swimmers. She still has the peg basketball hoop in her early hand so I tell her to start dressing Sonia with them. I take a few seconds to unclip the bell hanging from my wife's nipples, this gives Debbie respectable admittance to clip pegs conduct on those tender buds.

The pegs are strong, they have little serrations on the clamping end so they don't slipperiness. Debbie has placed several on Sonia's trunk, she must first abstract up a man of tegument and accommodate it there while she places each peg on. I note she pinches the tight hide with her fingernails and harder than essential, she is a rattling sadist I am sure. Sonia squints her eyes as she undergoes the somebody torture of each peg, one by one. It takes only a few minutes for Debbie to place ten or twelve pegs up each side of her body from her pubis, just above her pussy, curving out to the side of meat of her waist and then running up to the underarm swell of each tit. That sensitive prominence where each heap swells from the flat cutis at the side of her rib cage to form an almost a gross orchis before it transitions into the pointed nipple.

Sonia is calm, once the pegs are clamped the painfulness of each pinch point settles down to barely a mild throb which she is comfortable with. I intend to increase her uncomfortableness level.

I take a couple of pegleg from the field goal, I open the low one, grab her right nipple and annul the cavalry shoe jewellery up and then wrestle the mammilla a bit to make the nub erect. I can see the tiny sinew around the teat contracting, tensioning up the gold human body. I look into her optic and see a small-scale split appearing as I offer the peg to the tip of the nipple and close it slowly against the imbedded piercing bar. I let go, she winces in annoyance. The tears in her eyes are more prevalent now although she is not crying or complaining.

Before I can do the other pap Debbie takes the sec peg from my hand and sets about repeating the unconscious process on Sonia's left tit. She leans down to suck the nipple erect, what a wad, seeing an almost nude gorgeous woman sucking the tit of my naked and bound wife, she takes longer than needed but who is complaining. My manhood breakage free of its confines, only I notice.

Debbie straightens up flexing the peg candid and closed a few times in nominal head of Sonia. She places it over the erect nipple positioning just the tip of the teat between the teeth of the peg. As she starts to conclude the tooth the thin fleshy membrane is squashed against the embed bar, she is not gentle and she lets the last bit of campaign slip though her finger tips. The pegs snaps closed. This draws a gasp from my wife, she involuntarily withdraws her articulatio humeri 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 gasp escapes her oral fissure. I reach down and palpate her pussy cupping it with my helping hand, my finger's breadth touching her anal retentive passage. I slowly draw my hand back pushing my midriff finger into her pussy as it passes and giving her clit a lenify rub. She is wet, my hand is wet, I rub a minuscule foresighted and check the pleasure in her brass but I do not appropriate her to cum.

I break away and impress 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 drunkenness and hired hand him a few pegs and say"it's your turn, I think you know where these should go ”. He doesn't have to be told twice, he gives his wife a short buss and a slap on the arse as they pass each early. Debbie joins me as we both take a seat, clean up our drink and watch on with interest.

Steve has knelt down in front of Sonia's crutch, his body is blocking our sentiment of what is happening but we can see the occasional squint of pain sensation in Sonia's eyes which tells us he is applying the pegs. Debbie reaches over and inside my swimmers and seize my erect cock and almost subconsciously plays with it while we concentrate on what is happening in battlefront of us.

We hear a squeal from Sonia and notice her look is contorted in painful sensation, 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 words of thole on her pussy lip and one right on her clit. It is obvious due to the jut in his swimmers that he is also sporting a great hard-on. Sonia is wriggling in her bond, she is beautiful to take in tied up, spread and in discomfort.

By this time Debbie has freed my putz from my swimmers and is trying to remove them all together, I assist and within a few seconds I am totally naked. Steve follows suit real quick. Debbie is now on her genu with a prick in each manus, she pulls us both last enough to be able to absorb our cocks alternating from one to the other. I feel the greatest delight as she spends a few irregular holding my cock between her back talk while she uses her tongue to search the sensitive underside of the glans. If she keeps this up I will cum but I don't want to do that yet.

As she breaks away I help her to her feet and look to Steve saying,"man, she gives wonderful head word"

Steve replies,"I agree, she is absolutely the adept I have ever experienced, wait until she thick throats you"as he puts his finger 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 piece of attire onto the table. Steve points to her bikini bottoms and question her to get rid of it. Again she undoes the strings and tosses the opus onto the table.

Now I can see her complete consistence in all its peach, her large areola and foresightful nipples complement her marvelous boobs. She puts her hands under them holding them up for us to have a closemouthed inspection. My gaze is then drawn to her bald pussy, her labia are quite large and now have the exemption to hang low outside her lips. Stunning, absolutely stunning.

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

I make my way to Sonia with another Scotch malt whiskey in my hand and offer it up to her mouth, again she drinks it all but gives a trivial cough as the spirit runs down her pharynx. I am standing beside her and begin running my hand loosely over her body making sure to fold the pin against her body and let them flip back upright. I pay particular attention to the two on her mammilla, flicking then hard with my finger's breadth, they appear firmly locked onto the nipple compressing the stamp flesh against the nipple bar. The trivial shoe is sitting in the upper berth edge of the peg and flips around when I do but comes back to pillow quickly.

I look over at Steve and Debbie, Steve is massaging some sun tan lotion into his wife's dead body. The sun is high in the sky and now I am beginning to also feel the burn. Sonia has a red tinge starting to appear on her articulatio humeri and speed knocker.

Considering the place I say to the mathematical group,"it about time we progressed with the body process so we can have a swimming, Debbie can you contribute some lotion over to me please ”. As Debbie brings the tube over to me I say,"Please hide my eubstance so I don't get burnt ”. She replies,"only too happy to"as she begins to knead the lotion into my berm while I stand in front of my wife. She finishes my shoulders in about XXX seconds and then says"now for the rest of your body ”. She steps back and squeezes half of the tube onto the tips of her bare breasts and comes to the straw man of me and begins doing diddlyshit while at the same sentence pushing her pap against my body. To keep me from moving back she has grip of my bare bottom. Up and down, side to side, her tits rub against me, on the down accident my stiff cock gaffe through her slippery segmentation as her nipples rub on my thighs. She takes a yoke of transactions to completely overcompensate the front man of my organic structure and then repeats the operation with my book binding. 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 contribute back a long rectangular case not unlike a event that you would get hold a pool cue in only this instance the depicted object are more sinister and Sonia know exactly what is inside.

I lay the pillow slip on the table and ask Debbie to open it. She approaches with a enamour curiosity placing her fingers on the two latches, her bare breasts rise higher than normal as she inhales fully in homework for the reveal.

We hear a doubly click as the latches are freed and then watch as she folds the prospicient lid back on its flexible joint. She gasps. She stalls. Then, she reaches inside and places her flop mitt on the chrome studded handgrip of a Stock party whip. She takes it out of its place in the fill out case leaving behind an discharge furrow that was designed to hold and protect it. As she lifts it up the trailing rump of the whip follows, it's length tells us it must have been doubled over twice. She excitedly holds the device up to show us, the handle is about a fundament long and the tail trailing over her early hand almost touches the priming. Debbie runs the hold against her nipples bending then up and down as it passes, she has that school day young woman tone of excitement as she continues to recreate with it.

I walk over to the casing and pull out a second whip that had been missed in the preceding excitement, this whip is a simple crop, a pocket-sized handle turning into a thinly trucking rig unbending character shabu shaft of about two feet long with a doubled leather strap on the end. I say to our naked friends"Don't forget this"as I wave the craw around,"it will become very authoritative soon ”.

I pour another glass of malt whiskey and ice and move over to Sonia, I offer her the deglutition 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 consistence and give her a hug and as I plant a loving but forceful kiss on her backtalk and my lingua dives deep within, she returns the same substantial candy kiss. Her peg adorned and naked body spirit good against mine I feel the pegs digging into my chest, my stiff tool is pushing against her slit but I do not let it enter.

Sonia and Steve come over and stand very close by. I break the embrace and spell to them saying"let's get on with them main effect ”,"You guys stand back a little and I will demonstrate the harvest on her ”. Sonia is rubbing the hold of the whip she is holding between her own legs the short studs obviously flicking her clit as they pass and I can see she is wet, the hold has a luster to it.

As they move back a little I say"first we need to remove some of these peg ”. I raise the crop aiming for the two pegs on the face of her allow breast and then contribute it down with a unfluctuating force. The leather tip hits the stretch skin hard just above the first peg and then continues down swelling of the breast until there is no more pare to touch. One of the thole hits the primer coat near my animal foot, Sonia jumps a bit and gives out a low"ARGHHHH ”, she does not make a big proceeds of the first hit to her torso. I can now see the indented skin where the peg was, two whitened rectangles with small ridges where the peg's teeth had bitten just a few seconds ago. The pelt now slowly regains the cancel tint as the blood rushes into the field where it had been excluded due to the pressure from the peg. I also note just above the oarlock bell ringer there is a rectangular red patch forming about one inch full and three or four in long, the evidence of the crops first contact with the cutis of her bare tit.

I quickly follow with another hit to the Lapplander sphere to dislodge the s peg that remained from the inaugural attack. This peg hits the priming, another groan of pain from my defenseless wife. I see a petty trickle of fluid seeping from her pussy and move in to line the indentations on her boob with my index digit and then go along it down to her button and beyond. The pegs on her pussy do little to hide the moisture, a signaling that her eubstance is betraying her, she is enjoying herself.

I look over at Steve, he has his toilsome cock in his hand rubbing the tip, Debbie is leaning on his shoulder pushing her bare tits into his incline while she runs her free script over his dresser. Their tending is riveted on the appearance that Sonia and I are providing, as I watch them I convince myself I am going to eff Debbie later, fuck her real good.

I call to Steve,"come over and observe closer, I want you to do the other side in a min ”. As he watches I continue with the appendage of whipping off the four or five other stick that run from below her depart boob across her rib cage to the pith of her Mon Venus. I aim to scratch the frame well before each peg to ensure I get it first off prison term, that is the skill of a rightful master. As the crop hits her skin and knocks each peg off Sonia give her common painful pant but nothing more.

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

I tell her,"now poke you tits out and take out your head back or I may hit your nose ”. As best she can she bear on her chest out, straining her arm against the trammel that hold her upright and spread, trying her firmly she stands on her toes, pulls her header back and tenses for the inevitable. She turns her head to the side and looks at me from behind her arm, her eyes have an element of fear showing. To get my aim I lift the crop high up and gently lower it to the mammilla, flicking the horseshoe jewelry up to rest on the speed share of her areola, out of the way of the pending ten-strike. I lift again and within a split endorsement I swing down hard.

If you could see in tiresome move you would witness the crop's leather end striking the base of the nipple, folding the nub down as the leather runs the very suddenly distance to the peg and then catching on the charge plate sharpness where it momentarily stops until the excess personnel to dislodge the peg is naturally applied as my baseball swing continues through the arc. The peg is ripped off and this time Sonia screams out flash,"nookie ”, and then continues to whimper for a few second gear. She looks to me with rent in her eyes and apologies for her prudence. I reach in and give her nipple a niggling rub looking closely at the marks left by both the peg and the craw, she just closes her heart soaking up the sensations.

"well ”, I say as I look to our admirer watching,"what do you think about that ”, as I hold the titty tip in an crack to them to have a closer look.

Debbie answer,"that was fantastical"she gently pushes me aside and leans in to lick the overly erect mammilla taking it fully in her mouth. The two naked women are just stunning and Debbie's action at law do little to loose my raging manhood. She pulls back from the pap and again leans in to hug Sonia planting a full open rima oris kiss on her mouth, turning her head slightly sideways so she can get full moon lip to lip contact, it is clear to see that both glossa are actively scouring each former's mouth. The four tit rub together, Debbie reaches down and handle my married woman's cunt, as her fingerbreadth work inside we can hear the slurping sound indicating someone is very excited.

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

Debbie beaks the embracing and gives me a prankish smile. I tell her to get the string that was with the pegs and attest how to thread it through the line of pegs on Sonia's right side. Starting with the abject peg she threads the string through the opening on the hinge of the jaws on each peg until she has all the pegs connected. I motion her to include a run through the peg on both sides of Sonia's pussy ending up at the"Clit Peg ”. Debbie takes a long time to do this, she is playing with Sonia's wet cunt we can see her tend in for a lick, Sonia's centre close in pleasure.

Once the drawstring is threaded I take over and tie the scurvy end of the string to the clitoris peg, I check it is a proficient knot, I do not want it to get undone. Now there is a lot of quagmire in the twine so I slowly pull the slack water through from the upper berth most peg until there is a unshakable line down her rectify paw side around her pussy and up to her clit. I am standing a couple of feet in front of Sonia while I tie a good sized loop in the string.

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

"Now Debbie"I say,"you have add control, you can root for this fast or retard but you must completely draw out all the rowlock off in one go. If you don't then you will get punished yourself"

"MMMM, Maybe, maybe……… ”, she replies with a challenging looking as she rubs her bare titty and takes a stance like a runner prepare to accept a billystick from a team member, arm out stretched back slightly towards my wife. I hired man her the loop.

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

Debbie baseball swing her arm away from Sonia and at the Lapp time takes a wax gradation in the like direction. The initial movement only tightens the train, anchored by the clit peg and sliding around her pussy brim and up her right side torso becoming taught under all the others. As the tension grows, the first peg, the top one on the legal tender side of Sonia's mightily knocker, breed against the pull trying to hold up solid the flesh captured in its jaws. As this peg drags at the hide the cutis is distended until just a bit man remains in the inviolable jaws, finally this last constituent of underground gives way and the peg flies off. This happens to the remaining wooden leg down her right side and eventually tearing at the few clamped around her kitty lips, all the time the stress is being help by the clitoris peg which gives way as the final couple come off. This operation has taken little More than a minute or two.

Sonia riot. She screams so loud that I think the neighbour may come out, she looks down at her rack soundbox spotting the row of red mug where the pegs were. She is trying to rub her cunt mouth by closing her legs but the broadcaster bar does not permit her any relief, she is whimpering quietly now.

Debbie goes back in for another candy kiss and runs her hand along the slight ridge where the pin were, again she palms Sonia's pussy and rubs her clit, Sonia changes her whimper to a gratifying groan and effort to dry gibbousness Debbie's script. There is just one peg remaining, it is on her correctly nipple. While holding Sonia in a tight lip to lip contact Debbie grabs the remaining peg between her fingers and twists it clockwise and reverse a few clip, she pulls it away from Sonia's body and slowly open the jaws, the nipple pop music out and as the blood surge in Sonia again gives a lilliputian moan into Debbie's lip. Debbie backs away.

Steve comes up and function his handwriting over Sonia's soundbox using the excuse to sense the craw welts and the fleet roughness from the nog. Deep down I think he is looking for an alibi to fondle her body. His hands linger on her bosom completely running around the mounds trying not to pretermit an inch of frame. He has a raging erection much like me at the moment.

I back away and get another boozing for my wife, as I approach again Steve footfall aside and I offer the chalk to her mouth and as before she drinks it down in a twain of gulps.

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

Steve replies"what about Sonia ”.

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

The water is warm due to the summer sun but still enough to cool me down. Debbie's teat are now weightless sitting higher on her chest almost unaffected by gravity, she moves close to me and extend to down under the water to take hold of my cock. She gives it a few jerk and it is now hard again, Steve also moves in and gives her a full on kiss, lifting her arse up until she is almost floating but she still hasn't let go of me. Her tits break the airfoil so I take the opportunity to consume a suction on the one closest to me, my back talk completely surrounding the nipple and ring of color. Steve is busy sucking her face and trying to hold her on the surface, she has to let go of my cock, it is getting out of reach. I move down her trunk and get between her legs which with a little assistance from me are now on the open. I berth her lower berth legs over my shoulder joint and am now facing her open pussy, I lean in and begin licking her slit. It is moist inside and not only from the syndicate water I can clearly sample her Sweet womanly juices indicating her state of arousal.

I reach under her and spot my thumb at the ingress to her anal passage, I wriggle it around the tight opening until I can experience her relax and allow me to push it further in. It slips in stretching her sphincter until the base of my hitchhike stops any further progression. I begin circular motions inside her arse with the tip of my thumb and now I close my remaining fingerbreadth on her extraneous arse and clamp her tight with my bridge player. With this hired man I push her higher so my rima oris can get full force on her cunt, my clapper dive deep within.

For the next few minutes Steve has the top end of his married woman and I have the bottom end, we play, we make her cum operose. Steve says"let's get her out of here and she can service us."I unplug my ovolo from her butt and bead her legs then take a shit my way out of the syndicate to the poolside waiting room. 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 face over my rock 'n' roll hard rooster pushing down until it all disappears inside her mouth. Her mentum hitting my balls and he holds her there until she starts to struggle, pushing against my wooden leg with her bridge player. She needs air but Steve holds firm for a few More arcsecond and then pulls her off."I know how prospicient she can hold her breath"he says. As her face comes completely off my cock a prospicient string of boneheaded saliva drain from her oral fissure but just as she is getting some air into her lungs Steve pushes her onto my pecker again and this clock time pumps her head up and down the full length of my manhood. He lets her have the occasional 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 wife as I continue to convulse in spasms of ejaculation. All she can do is give ear there and watch, she smiles at me.

Steve pulls his wife off me and lays her on the skunk and simply fucks her, pumping hard for a distich of bit until finally he pulls out and spurts his cum all over here mammilla. She now looks a real mess with my cum immix with her saliva all over her facial expression and Steve's cum over her body. He grabs her Bikini top and ties her hands behind her back so she can not pick up.

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

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

Meanwhile Debbie is sitting on the sess a little uncomfortable but contented. I am sure if she really wanted to she could break the binds holding her hand behind her binding. Her arms in this position make her knocker stick out proudly from her chest, it is a substantial sight to see, it makes for a discussion percentage point while we drink.

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

"She looks gorgeous, the way she is stretched display every rib in her physical structure and accentuates the curve of her tits just below her axillary cavity. I love her inside second joint, the shape just before they turn into her pussycat, you are one lucky man"he responds."And you thoughts about my wife"he asks.

"Mmmm much the same I surmisal, she has a great body and gives good head, but I think she could use a little discipline, I mean look at her sitting there covered in goo"As I respond I give a minuscule laugh at the irony of the final words in my comment.

Steve asks"Maybe one day you can gift me some summit on field ?"

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

"Steve, let's give Debbie a shut up view of the action, I think we should tie her ankles to Sonia's ankle joint and with her handwriting behind her rachis she will have no choice but to look on"

Steve replies"OK “, and drags her base to air up with Sonia's. I toss him some R-2 from the table and he ties the female child's left ankle joint to right and right to left. Debbie is now lying on her back hands trapped beneath her looking up at Sonia, Sonia on the other manus is looking down at Debbie. Both pussies spread astray open up, wide.

I pick up the strain whip and give it a span of cracks in mid-air, I am experienced with this lash and so is Sonia, well she does have it away how the receiving end feels at least. This however will be the first time she has been whipped in front of other masses, we had discussed this and she is tidal bore to demo her resiliency, I on the other hand am determined to break her in front of our friends.

"Steve, I will certify the use of this whip and then render it to you so you can give her a yoke of hits. It is important to first bet your dead reckoning so as not to cause any unintended harm, for good example you do not want to hit the face or neck. I normally stand back and have a drill golf shot or two which are so light they barely touch the skin."

I stand about five pes to Sonia's left side and about the same to her fundament. She looks stunning from here I can see her pep pill thigh sinew substantial and hard they join in to her proboscis at the base of her bunghole cheeks. These half round globes appear attached to her organic structure below a rigid back that is slightly bent forward at the rear of the waist. The perfect hourglass condition which is partially formed by these features is clearly plain from this angle and the slope of her pass on breast forms the but deviance from such an almost geometric physical body.

I come back to world, holding the whip in my right deal I lightly swing aiming at Sonia's shoulder brand. The party whip barely touches her hide, I repeat this physical process a couple of times, Sonia is tensing up waiting for the substantial work stoppage. On the quarter jive I bring my arm forward with lightning pep pill and continue the swing until way after the whip has struck her consistency. The on-swing is the mystery to inflicting nuisance and getting the cracking sound as the whip strikes the flesh.

Sonia's upper body jerks forward in a otiose attempt to escape the whip that has already hit her, she gives a low grunt and then slack up back into the posture supported by the forget me drug. Debbie looks up from her position at Sonia's infantry, mouthpiece agape.

"Steve, come over here and have a look."I motion him over the see Sonia's back."See the red lineage gaining colour, the weal starting to rise and particularly see where the empennage of the whip has wrapped around her position 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 whip lands right on the pap ”.

Steve runs his fingers along the welt and uses the tips of his finger to prod the score developing on the side of her breast."I love it ”, he says as I see his turncock growing again.

"Ok stand back Steve and I will put down a couple more ”, I step back and take my practice swing aiming for the diffused lumbar region just above her fanny. Again my target is to have the tip wrapping around her waist and go out a tell-tale stigma on her side. My swing is perfective, the lash strikes her lower back, it cracks against her tegument dead in line with her belly button but a few inch to the English. Again her body lurches forward but way too late to throw any influence on the pain imparted by the blow. I waste no time and bang again two more times in quick taking over and a little lower each prison term. Every strike is perfect, there are now four red welts on her back from her lower berth articulatio humeri to her rump. Sonia has teardrop in her eyes and she is wriggling her arse trying to facilitate the pain, the bm is somewhat restricted with her feet anchored to Debbie's.

"Steve, your turn of events ”, I say as I manus him the whip,"Stand on the other side of meat and criss-cross my fall guy, remember to take a voiced recitation swing foremost ”. 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 mouth has that excess moistness associated with crying."Are you ok letting Steve practice on you ? ”, I ask, not that I would break him if she said no. She looks into my centre and simply nods approval.

I move back and say"go for it Steve ”. Sonia rolls her head to her right to see at Steve, he returns her gaze for a second and then looks to tick his back swing, she grits her tooth. Steve lets fly with a backbreaking and fast slash, the whip lying bland on her back just below my first of all hit, Sonia lets out an"Arghhh"as she struggles to get her balance back for the next swing. Steve's next swing hits her humiliated but it is not quite long enough and the tip finishes its travel on her exit rear buttock digging cryptic into the balmy pulp. He draws back and swinging again this sentence leaning in a little closer, the whip hits close to the lowest mark but this time it wraps around her lower body and the whip end cracks right on her cunt.

Sonia lets out a mellow pitched yip, obviously she was not prepared for a hit in such a sore place. She is now breathing hard, sweating and crying openly, but she stands ready for the next hit.

Steve and I come together and discourse the lashes he has laid on her. We look at her backrest and feel the welts with our fingers paying particular attending to the trench mark, almost give out skin, on her rump where his whiplash was a bit brusque. We both take a closer facial expression at her kitty where the last strike finished, I touch her slit right where it is red, she is wet, I find it amazing that when being hurt like this she get turned on but that's my adorable wife. Steve also has a smell and I notice he pushes his fingerbreadth 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 minutes but now rattles her ankles and askes to be freed, Steve obliges and unties her articulatio talocruralis and as she stands he releases her handwriting. Debbie moves in and examines the weal on Sonia's back which she has not been able to see until now. Debbie comments"These look fantastic, can I do some ?"as she holds her hand out for the whip.

I say"Maybe, but not just yet"as I take restraint of the whip. Debbie is rubbing her own pap on Sonia's back, each of her hand running up and down Sonia's side, it's almost like she is fucking her from behind, biting her on the nucha of the neck. Her script hold up my wife's bosom as she closes her fingers around the nipples. I ask her"please pull up out her nipple jewelry, I don't what then to get caught in the whip ”. She quickly moves to the front man and unscrews each pap bar orb and carefully removes the bar, being sure to catch the shoe as each bar comes out. Then just to finish off she sucks the tit. I give her a undecomposed heavily flick on her perfect arse with the lash 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 guy rope and Gals, here we go with the finale, I will identify some red marks on Sonia's front from her boobs to her thighs. Some will come from the front and I will try to get a few from around her book binding ”."Are you prepare my Slut ”, Sonia barely moves only looks me in the heart and gives the smallest of nods. Already I am erect so I give it a little rub to get the tactual sensation going. I note Debbie and Steve are in a obliquely embrace, she's holding his cock and he has one arm around her shoulder, the early manus is playing with her tit. This will be Sonia's hardest whipping I have ever given her and as we agreed there will be no guard word.

My first hit is modest but just the tip of the whip hits her dead centre on her midriff, she pulls back but way too late. The minute is often firmly and a little higher striking her on the undersurface of her left hand tit, the red welt almost cuts the skin and she lets out a little scream. Now she is trying to displace back, this is why I had her standstill on the small pot while I tied her off, with the extra tension in her arms the bonds do not allow much movement. I waste no time in aiming my next strike right hand on her mamilla of the same tit, my aim is a footling off, the whip hits the whiten flesh to the side of the ring of color and skips sideways hitting the nipple after the force has been absorbed. Another scream and now she has material tears in her eyes. Debbie and Steve are awestricken and engaged in het petting while not taking their eyes off Sonia.

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

I swing strong but stop the movement as the lash contacts her side of meat this allows the remaining prat to wrap her body, it doesn't cause much stress on her back but as the tip finishes its locomotion it cracks sharp on the side of her right wing tit, that stamp stretched skin. She grunts, I missed the nipple, I swing again. This fourth dimension a bit harder, immobile and closer and"BAM"a direct hit, the frayed end of the whip contacts her right tit with a loud crack. She screams pulling at her chemical bond, turning her body sideways trying to get away. Her right thigh muscles declaration as that stifle comes up in a feeble attempt to protect her upper body. The toes of the other infantry try to defend contact with the ground, her coat of 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 nerve is streaked with tears.

I swing again, a back hand swipe this clock time hitting her tensed belly she could see that one coming, both human knee come up but they do not help, immediately a red strip begins to appear. I quickly follow with a forehand stroke swing hitting the side of her rump, then a back hand targeting her spread pussy with the tail end of the whiplash. With her legs held out-of-doors by the spreader bar it is an leisurely hit and a manoeuver upward slash parts her lips even further, she screams an widen"FUUUUCK"followed by a more quiet"No More, No more, RED, RED ”. She is now sobbing, her upper berth chest is wet from her tears and spit and she swears at me.

I still need to show her when she says"no safe word"it means"no dependable word"so I continue my onslaught respective more very hard hits right on her tits across her nipples and just above, she has so many stripes merging they are difficult to enumerate. She is shaking her dead body trying to escape.

I move behind her and commence a barrage up between her leg, it is surd to get a full swinging but then the aim is the most sensitive section of a woman's consistence and accuracy is more crucial than force. Some of the collision wrap between her legs up past her cunt and hit her pubic cumulation, they leave a fracture sound. Then there are few that end right in her cunt, the whip sounds a little muffled by the flabby lips but the song sounds coming from her more than make up for that.

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

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

I had her the lash and say"be thrifty, just a couple"

Debbie stands on Sonia's correctly side and purpose right across Sonia's tits, her for the first time hit is a little low, slipping off the lower beau of Sonia's boobs but the s rap is arrant and lays the whip end on her left nipple and the remainder of the eyelash squashes the right-hand nipple into the tit. Sonia screams"fucking you Debbie ”.

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

I take the tension off her weapons system one at a fourth dimension and turn her, as she stands 2-dimensional footed I undo the spreader bar while she supports herself with her hands on my shoulder joint. When she is free she leans her defenseless and striped torso against me and I return the embracement, I cuddle and plunk for her, running my manpower over her back as her tits are squashed against my chest. I can finger the welts that have risen in her skin, they will take weeks to fade.

I walk her over to the sun lounge and lay her down on her front then pick up some lotion and lead off massaging it into her skin, Debbie and Steve come over and help, there are now six charitable hands gently tending to her contuse skin.

I roll her over typeface up and pour more lotion on her dead body, again we all gently massage her body, Debbie is concentrating on her lower abdomen Steve on her tits, I am interest to see where this is going as Debbie face gets close and confining to Sonia's kitty. My cock is close to my wife's out-of-doors and inviting mouth.

The day will bear on ... ... ... ... ...