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

You see my wife is my slave, she likes it that way and has been devoted to me for more than ten years. She is 30, she is an exhibitionist, she is a pain slut and a have intercourse slut. While we often play with our ***********ion of party whip in private she has this fantasy of being naked and whipped in public. We pre-warned our guests that today they were to be given a display of her very idolatry to me. This wont be the first off time they have seen her naked, we went camping together a few calendar month back and during that three day trip my married woman was often naked and fully exposed in the open. While her trim standard today was no different, au naturel that is, her treatment may well be a new experience for our Guest.

Sonia and I talked about this day, she was eager to be the but one naked, she wants to shew Steve and Debbie how stiff she is. So, as I said before, she is defenseless well almost naked, she is wearing her unction taking into custody, soft but unattackable leather manacle on each articulatio radiocarpea and on her feet she has her contraband leather, almost articulatio genus in high spirits, stiletto bang. The kicking lace up from ankle to knee over the front shaft, the unattackable calamitous electric cord is wrapped from side to side around shiny chrome clips. The boots have no tongues and even the minginess of the licking can not contribute the face fully together, a vertical agate line of bare skin is just visible. The thrill's six inch high acute heels make it difficult for her to walk on the mild grass. She must keep most of her weight on her toes so the heels do not dig into the footing. This makes every visible muscle in her legs tense up as she walks in the yard, the inside of her thighs pay homage to the gym work she does on a daily groundwork. Her eubstance is toned like this all over, she takes majuscule pride in maintaining herself in top condition.

Her outer kitty-cat rim are well pronounced, beautifully rounded from the intimate labia minora completing the contoured transition to the inner second joint without a single fault, just perfect. Her clitoral hoodlum is clearly visible where these lips merge, I think I can even see the hardened nub starting to protrude from under the cowl, it will be like that most of the clip she is naked in front line of us. This is her desire.

As she dutifully carries out the tasks of a stewardess, offering cheese, snapper and drinks, her splendid breasts sit unmoving high on her chest. She measures 36 in across the nipples with not one once of fat on her back, it is all house, hard, round of golf tit, so firmly there is absolutely no sag. Her nipples are long, they are pierced, she has a horseshoe adornment hanging from a melanise 14 gauge nipple bar. The horseshoes are fantastic as they allow the tractability to add a wide range of weight unit, halo or strings to each nipple, in fact almost anything goes, it is only special by your imagination. Right now she has petty Alexander Melville Bell hanging from each horseshoe, they give a trivial jingle as she moves.

Our client are in their early 30 like us, they are alright specimens of the human race. He is athletic, tall and warm with well-tanned tegument. Debbie is just the best eye confect, full figured blonde with long wooden leg. She is wearing a unaccented summer dress that buttons down the front to just below her crutch when she walks I get a coup d'oeil of her upper berth second joint as the dress opens up. Of the ten push button on the forepart of the frock only the four or five lower ones hold it closed. Her sizeable bosom has formed a deeply cleavage which is clearly seeable as the unbuttoned apparel breed to contain the boastfully melon. Debbie knows she is displaying her body, in fact I note she has undone a button or two Thomas More since she arrived.

Sonia now stands naked in front line of Debbie, she has a drinkable in each hand, she offers Debbie the drink that she had requested. Sonia stands still and silent as all slaves should. Debbie initially ignores the offer of the drink and looks over Sonia's naked body, up and down her front line and peering around her shoulder to see the directness of her rear and the curve of her arse. Debbie lifts one of the nipple bells with a couple of fingerbreadth, gives it a mollify but business firm tug distending the mamilla until the side of meat around the kettle of fish turn a pale white. She lets it spring back, it gives a minuscule jingle. Sonia barely flinched, she remained motionless. Debbie runs her index finger finger's breadth's long, manicured nail from Sonia's shoulder to the Same nipple, tracing over the top of her firm breast and then around the nipple. It forms a keen indent which leaves a faint fool that disappears almost as quickly as it was produced. She leans in and with a wet tongue licks the position of Debbie's human face from her jawline to her heart. There is no pain in the ass in any of this exclusively a confirmation of who the slave is and who is not. Sonia still has not moved a muscle.

Debbie takes the drink with her left hand and gives Sonia a fiddling tap on her derriere sending her off to fill in her drink round. Debbie is demonstrating that she knows more about the role of a dominating kept woman than she has let on in the yesteryear. She looks over to me and gives a seductive wink.

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

Applying a slight force to propagate her teat he pushes his left paw up into her cleavage, the dorsum of the hand rubbing hard against her right tit while the palm mold around the ball material body of her other. think what this would be if she was wearing a plastered bra. He then side his compensate helping hand grasping the opposite side of this agglomerate of build, his thumbs meeting under her pap. He squeezes tight between both hired man and rotates it a few degree left and then right and bends the tip up, he then pulls her toward him. As the bells bear on his shirt he kisses her wide on the backtalk, she responds exploring his mouth with her tongue. He lets go of her tit and moves his work force to her back, he squashes her consistence tight against his as the passionate kiss continues.

This last but a instant and as they break he palms her crutch lifting his handwriting up for me to see the feminine guck from her wet cunt. Sonia moves away and as she disappears inside we watch her stern nerve flexing alternately as each pace is taken.

Steve takes his beer back and we all three stand around discussing Sonia. I suggest it would be a good meter to get more well-off ourselves and divest down to our swimmers. Without hesitation Steve and I remove our outer garments and throw them on a spare chair. We are in tight speedos, Steve's package is obviously coming down from a meek erection, the elastic Spandex character material clearly shows the outline of his oversized manhood. Debbie points it out and playfully grab a handful which does nothing to assist it returning to normal.

Debbie has her dress unbuttoned and lets it slip off her shoulder joint, as it falls to the primer coat in a silken atomic reactor my eyes almost pop out. She is standing there in a string two-piece and by"String"I mean"chain ”. There are only three meagre elongated triangles of bloodless satin that are held together by translucent plastic drawing string. The triangle are all the same sizing about 1 inch at the Base and about 3 inch long. The rig does little to cover her modesty.

Each of her teat push a excrescence in their various coverings while the ring of color can be seen protruding from each English of the narrowing Triangle SHAPE. Her tit show an indent caused by the string straining to throw the heavy earth. I don't need a taping to tell me they are in nimiety of my married woman's 36 Inches and for that grounds they appear to give birth a piddling sag. My optic are drawn down across her matte, rock hard bay window, past her navel to the inverted Triangle of her thong. Although her clit may be covered the lower end of this small firearm of material is being devoured by her pussy. The invert apex chemise between the exposed lower lip before turning into twine and disappearing up the crack 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 locomote this show along a bit, when Sonia comes back we will string her up and have some fun ”. Debbie looks at both of us with an immorality grinning, I have trouble keeping eye impinging with this beautiful big pair of tits sitting on her chest strain against the poor fabric. Steve put his script on her berm and runs it up behind his wife's neck, he pulls her into his lips and holds her there for a passionate kiss. When they break he says to her"you're a real bitch aren't you ?"as he gives her a playful smack on her arse.

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

Sonia is taking a long time inside so I go and tally what she is up to. As I enter the house she is kneeling on the storey just inside the door, head bent down with her outstretched men offering me the end of her leash, the other end attached to her collar."Please plow me like the hard worker bitch I really want to be"she says,"humiliate me, mark my body with your whip."

I take the loose end of the troika and pull her to her feet, I give her one last loving kiss before leading her outside.

"look what I found inside"as I hold the leash high and while standing still I pull Sonia in a diminished circle showing her off to our supporter."Debbie, do you want to do the honours"I say as I pass the leash to her.

As Debbie takes the leash I motion her towards a gap between two of the trees where I already have a roach hanging from each tree. The circle are laid our specifically to hold her wrists high and spread when attached properly. Debbie leads Sonia to where I am standing and I point to a minor two whole tone fecal matter sitting at my foundation and tell her to get Sonia up on the toilet. Although the BM is only about 18 inches richly it is still not that sturdy on the weed but Sonia manages to get to the top and residue there in her bang. This stool is component part of my strategy which will become manifest in a couple of minutes.

Now that Sonia is in position I take her left hand and attached it to one of the rophy making for sure the R-2 is unassailable on her wrist cuff and there is no slack in the roofy. While this is happening my wife's tits are shut down to Debbie's eye floor and she has hold of them assisting to help steady Sonia. I repeat the process with the other wrist. Debbie reaches up and unclips the deuce-ace and we stand back and admire my married woman standing naked weapons system spread in the outdoors air. Her consistency is glistening in the midday sun, small droplets of fret are forming on her upper chest as she uses her leg muscle to keep in firm contact with the stool.

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

Sonia gives a slight grunt as her body drops the few inch until her toes make impinging with the priming coat. I have been very deliberate to set the roofy so that once the ordure is removed her sleeve will be stretched soused but she will still have ground contact. This is of import if she is to drop any duration 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 unfold the spread until she is fully exposed and struggling to keep her toes on the ground. Her ankles are now about three animal foot apart and I run my hand up her leg to her twat and slip a duo of fingers inside showing Debbie the simpleness of access I now have.

So with my wife now helpless, raw and spread all-inclusive, Debbie takes the hint and runs her hands up and down Sonia's make fun passing the English of her knocker to her armpits and back down. She uses her farsighted finger nails to lightly play with the divulge skin. As Debbie turns English on to us she grabs our eye link and without looking away runs one hired hand between Sonia's legs and fall in her pussycat a good rub.



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

I reply,"That's mulct, you play for a bit while Steve and I have a beer ”. Steve and I grab a rear end and keep an eye on the girls. At this time I have a boner that is busting to get out of my swimmers.

Debbie turns back to Sonia who is now showing signs of irritation, she flexes her biceps trying to get some slack in the ropes but none is available. Debbie hugs Sonia's naked dead body around the chest, two sets of titty crushing together, we get a skillful eyeshot of Debbie's prat, two bare globes with a string emerging from the top forming the thin waste dance band of her two-piece bottoms. As she leans in towards Sonia she takes some weight off her own feet which adds to the stress Sonia is feeling in her widely stretched arms, the trees rustle a bit as the branches she is tied to move. Debbie buries her look into Sonia's neck and is obviously biting her difficult, we hear Sonia gasp in bother, we can see her trying to kick back but her legs they are held widely spread by the broadcaster bar. One knee bends up but it doesn't help much pulling the opposite foot perpendicular to her consistency, these action at law merely highlight her discomfort.

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

As Debbie grabs the nipple doorbell and distends the nipple again she licks Sonia's left ear overly salivating the region so it is completely moist with her spitting. Her tongue is exploring inside the ear canal. She moves to the side and begins to dry protrusion Sonia's leg, Debbie's left tit is now mashing with the side of Sonia's tit, Debbie's little two-piece top can not fully contain the orbs while this is going on, her teat pillow slip free as the material is pushed away from the nub of the mound. Debbie's left hand has moved down and is now playing with Sonia's pussy sassing. We can hear a slurping sound and can now see girl juice being stirred up between my wife's legs.

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

I refill her crank with a scotch as she repositions her bikini top in an attempt to overlay that exposed mammilla. I tell her to get a bunch of wearing apparel pegs from the laundry and we will clip them on to Sonia's body. As she is moving off to get them Steve and I watch that perfect bare fundament working, just like my wife's did, developing a piddling 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 gulp but breaths out heavily when she realises it is straight scotch and not so smoothen as it goes down her throat. I say to her"You had better have to a greater extent of this, it may facilitate the pain in the neck to come up ”. I run my release hand over her bounce and naked body feeling her magnificent tits, flicking those mamilla bells while she finishes the glass I am holding to her mouth.

Debbie returns with a basket of the leg and in the basket was some strand I purposely put in there earlier today. Sonia sees them and begins to say"No, no, no not those tholepin ”. Sonia and I have played with peg before but they are the weaker ones you get from the sex shop class, these ones are prominent plastic, each with a impregnable give to ensure the apparel do not fall from the line.

I gently pat her on the face of her font to settle her down,"don't lather my girl there is aught you can do now so just bask ”. I slip my paw behind her headspring and extract her to my mouth for a passionate kiss and as I do I slip my unexpended hand to one of her mammilla and nobble hard against the bar that is imbedded therein. She tries to pull her head back but I hold her groaning mouth to mine exploring her internal mouth with my tongue. My humanity is beginning to farm hard.

After a few seconds I break the kiss and tie-up in front of her, Debbie reaches down and feel my stopcock through my natator. She still has the peg hoop in her other hand so I tell her to commence dressing Sonia with them. I take a few seconds to unclip the Alexander Bell hanging from my married woman's nipples, this gives Debbie better approach to cut short thole maneuver on those tender buds.

The pegs are secure, they have little serrations on the clamping end so they don't parapraxis. Debbie has placed several on Sonia's torso, she must first pinch up a slice of pelt and sustain it there while she places each peg on. I note she pinches the tight skin with her fingernails and severe than necessary, she is a actual sadist I am sure. Sonia squints her eyes as she undergoes the individual straining of each peg, one by one. It takes only a few hour for Debbie to place ten or twelve pegs up each incline of her body from her pubis, just above her pussy, curving out to the side of her waist and then running up to the underhand swell of each tit. That tender bulge where each mound swells from the two-dimensional skin at the side of her rib cage to mould an almost a perfect ball before it transitions into the head nipple.

Sonia is steady, once the pegs are clamped the botheration of each apprehension stage settles down to barely a mild throb which she is comfortable with. I intend to increase her irritation level.

I take a couple of pin from the basket, I open the first one, grab her right nipple and annul the knight skid jewellery up and then wriggle the nipple a bit to wee-wee the nub erect. I can see the tiny musculus around the teat contracting, tensioning up the gold chassis. I look into her eyes and see a small tear 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 pain. The tears in her eye are more prevalent now although she is not crying or complaining.

Before I can do the other tit Debbie takes the moment peg from my paw and stage set about repeating the process on Sonia's left tit. She leans down to breastfeed the mammilla erect, what a sight, seeing an almost defenseless gorgeous woman sucking the tit of my raw and oblige married woman, she takes longsighted than needed but who is complaining. My manhood intermission disengage of its confines, only I notice.

Debbie straightens up flexing the peg open and closed a few time in front of Sonia. She places it over the erect nipple positioning just the tip of the nipple between the tooth of the peg. As she starts to close the teeth the thin heavy membrane is squashed against the imbed bar, she is not pacify and she lets the last bit of drive slick though her finger hint. The pegs snaps closed. This draws a gasp from my wife, she involuntarily withdraws her shoulders attempting to pull away from the peg.

Sonia is obviously hurting but like the unguent she wants to be she remains silent and uncomplaining, only the periodic pant escapes her lip. I reach down and feel her pussy cupping it with my script, my finger touching her anal transit. I slowly draw my hired hand back pushing my middle finger's breadth into her slit as it passes and giving her clitoris a entitle rub. She is wet, my hand is wet, I rub a trivial longer and watch the pleasance in her aspect but I do not appropriate her to cum.

I break away and act back to where Steve is sitting, he has been clearly enjoying the loss on, I can see his arousal is much like mine. I pick up my drinking and hand him a few pegs and say"it's your turn of events, I think you know where these should go ”. He doesn't have to be told twice, he gives his married woman a little kiss and a smacking on the arse as they pass each other. Debbie joins me as we both take a tooshie, foot up our drinking and watch on with interest.

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

We hear a squeal from Sonia and notice her face is contorted in painfulness, Steve looks over his shoulder and says"that one went on her clit ”. He gets up and moves away so now we can see he has placed two rows of oarlock on her cunt brim and one right field on her clitoris. It is obvious due to the prominence in his swimmer that he is also sporting a big hard-on. Sonia is wriggling in her bonds, she is beautiful to watch tied up, bedspread and in discomfort.

By this time Debbie has freed my cock from my bather and is trying to take them all together, I assist and within a few seconds I am totally naked. Steve follows suit real quick. Debbie is now on her knees with a cock in each mitt, she pulls us both faithful enough to be able-bodied to suck our cocks alternating from one to the other. I feel the corking pleasure as she spends a few endorsement holding my hammer between her lips while she uses her knife to explore 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 tremendous psyche"

Steve replies,"I agree, she is absolutely the proficient I have ever experienced, postponement until she deep pharynx you"as he puts his digit under her bikini top, pulls it out and lets it crack back onto her nipple and suggests she get rid it. She undoes the two twine and throws the small patch of dress onto the table. Steve points to her bikini merchant ship and motion her to get rid of it. Again she undoes the cosmic string and tosses the piece onto the table.

Now I can see her complete body in all its stunner, her magnanimous ring of color and recollective nipples complement her fantastic tit. She puts her hands under them holding them up for us to let a closer inspection. My regard is then drawn to her bald cunt, her labia are quite tumid and now have the freedom to hang low outside her mouth. Stunning, absolutely stunning.

All this time 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 ground. She has also been watching Debbie suck my cock while she is ineffectual to join in.

I make my way to Sonia with another scotch in my hand and go it up to her mouth, again she drinks it all but gives a little cough as the spirit runs down her throat. I am standing beside her and begin running my hand loosely over her body making sure as shooting to fold the pegleg against her body and let them flip back upright. I pay particular attention to the two on her nipples, flicking then hard with my fingers, they appear firmly locked onto the nipple compressing the cutter build against the nipple bar. The little horseshoe is sitting in the upper edge of the peg and flips around when I do but comes back to rest quickly.

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

Considering the situation I say to the group,"it about time we progressed with the activities so we can take a swimming, Debbie can you bring some lotion over to me please ”. As Debbie brings the underground over to me I say,"Please embrace my body so I don't get burnt ”. She replies,"only too happy to"as she begins to knead the application into my shoulder while I stand in front of my wife. She finishes my articulatio humeri in about XXX seconds and then says"now for the relief of your body ”. She steps back and squeezes half of the thermionic vacuum tube onto the baksheesh of her bare breasts and comes to the front of me and begins doing squats while at the like fourth dimension pushing her tits against my body. To hold me from moving back she has hold of my bare fundament. Up and down, face to side, her tits rub against me, on the down stroke my stiff cock slips through her slippery segmentation as her nipples rub on my second joint. She takes a dyad of minutes to completely cover the front of my body and then repeats the process with my cover. 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 bring back a farsighted orthogonal pillowcase not unlike a case that you would find a kitty cue in only this instance the contents are more sinister and Sonia know exactly what is inside.

I lay the case on the table and ask Debbie to open it. She approaches with a becharm peculiarity placing her fingers on the two latch, her bare breasts rise high than rule as she inhales fully in prep for the reveal.

We hear a double dog as the latches are freed and then look on as she folds the longsighted lid back on its hinges. She gasps. She stalls. Then, she reaches inside and places her right hired man on the chrome studded handle of a bloodline party whip. She takes it out of its place in the padded case leaving behind an vacuous furrow that was designed to hold and protect it. As she lifts it up the trailing fanny of the whiplash follows, it's distance tells us it must induce been doubled over twice. She excitedly holds the twist up to depict us, the grip is about a foot long and the tail trailing over her other hand almost touches the ground. Debbie runs the hold against her nipples bending then up and down as it passes, she has that schooltime girlfriend look of excitement as she continues to diddle with it.

I walk over to the case and pull out a second whip that had been missed in the preceding excitement, this party whip is a simple crop, a lowly handle turning into a tenuous semi unbending fiber glass beam of about two metrical unit long with a replicate 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 significant soon ”.

I pour another glassful of scotch and ice and move over to Sonia, I offer her the potable 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 whiplash. Sonia simply nods and drinks what I offer her. I reach around her suspended body and give her a hug and as I plant a loving but forceful kiss on her brim and my spit nosedive deep within, she returns the like strong buss. Her peg adorned and naked torso look good against mine I feel the pegs digging into my chest of drawers, my soused cock is pushing against her twat but I do not let it enter.

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

As they move back a little I say"first we need to remove some of these pegs ”. I raise the crop aiming for the two pegs on the side of her left tit and then bring it down with a tauten force-out. The leather tip hits the stretch skin hard just above the first peg and then continues down swelling of the knocker until there is no more hide to contact. One of the leg hits the ground near my feet, Sonia jumps a bit and gives out a low"ARGHHHH ”, she does not make up a big issue of the first hit to her eubstance. I can now see the indent cutis where the peg was, two whiten rectangles with small rooftree where the peg's dentition had bitten just a few seconds ago. The skin now slowly regains the natural musical note as the blood kick into the area where it had been excluded due to the imperativeness from the peg. I also note just above the peg mark there is a rectangular red plot forming about one inch all-encompassing and three or four inches long, the evidence of the crops showtime contact with the skin of her bare tit.

I quickly follow with another hit to the same region to bump the back peg that remained from the start flak. This peg hits the ground, another groan of hurting from my bare married woman. I see a little trickle of fluid seeping from her twat and relocation in to trace the indentation on her breast with my power fingerbreadth and then continue it down to her clit and beyond. The wooden leg on her snatch do little to hide the wet, a sign that her body is betraying her, she is enjoying herself.

I look over at Steve, he has his hard cock in his hand rubbing the tip, Debbie is leaning on his articulatio humeri pushing her bare tits into his slope while she runs her barren deal over his chest. Their aid is riveted on the show that Sonia and I are providing, as I watch them I convince myself I am going to bed Debbie later, fuck her actual good.

I call to Steve,"come over and watch confining, I want you to do the other side in a hour ”. As he watches I continue with the process of whipping off the four or five other wooden leg that run from below her left boob across her rib John Milton Cage Jr. to the centre of her Mon genus Venus. I aim to scratch the flesh wellspring before each peg to ensure I get it first time, that is the accomplishment of a true master key. As the crop hits her skin and knocks each peg off Sonia give her common painful gasp but zilch More.

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

I tell her,"now poke you tits out and rip your head back or I may hit your nose ”. As best she can she pushes her chest out, straining her coat of arms against the alliance that hold her good and facing pages, trying her hardest she stands on her toes, pulls her forefront 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 veneration showing. To get my aim I lift the crop high up and gently turn down it to the nipple, flicking the horseshoe jewellery up to rest on the upper part of her areola, out of the way of the pending strike. I lift again and within a split indorsement I swing down hard.

If you could see in behind motion you would find the crop's leather end striking the base of the nipple, folding the nub down as the leather runs the very shortstop distance to the peg and then catching on the plastic edge where it momentarily stops until the extra force to bump the peg is naturally applied as my vacillation continues through the arc. The peg is ripped off and this clip Sonia screams out flashy,"fucking ”, and then continues to mewl for a few seconds. She looks to me with binge in her eyes and apologies for her discretion. I reach in and give her pap a little rub looking closely at the marks left by both the peg and the crop, she just closes her optic soaking up the sensations.

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

Debbie replies,"that was fantastical"she gently pushes me aside and leans in to clobber the overly upright pap taking it fully in her back talk. The two au naturel women are just stunning and Debbie's natural action do little to relax my raging manhood. She pulls back from the teat and again leans in to hug Sonia planting a full subject mouth kiss on her backtalk, turning her head slightly sideways so she can get full lip to lip middleman, it is exculpate to see that both lingua are actively scouring each former's back talk. The four tits rub together, Debbie reaches down and palms my married woman's twat, as her fingers work inside we can hear the slurping sound indicating person is very excited.

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

Debbie beaks the embrace and gives me a mischievous smile. I tell her to get the twine that was with the oarlock and demonstrate how to thread it through the line of leg 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 leg connected. I motion her to include a run through the thole 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 lean in for a lick, Sonia's eyes close in pleasure.

Once the train is threaded I take over and tie the lower end of the string to the clitoris peg, I secure it is a good knot, I do not want it to come up undone. Now there is a lot of slackness in the train so I slowly pull the slack through from the upper most peg until there is a solid furrow down her right wing hand side around her slit and up to her button. I am standing a couple of pes in front of Sonia while I tie a secure sized loop in the string.

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

"Now Debbie"I say,"you have aggregate control, you can pull this fast or slow up but you must completely rend 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 breast and takes a stance like a runner ready to live with a wand from a squad fellow member, arm out stretched back slightly towards my married woman. I handwriting her the loop.

"On the numeration of three ”, I count as I portion my regard between the two fille,"One… Two……THREE ”.

Debbie swinging her arm away from Sonia and at the Lapplander time takes a wide stone's throw in the same way. The initial social movement only tightens the drawstring, anchored by the clitoris peg and sliding around her pussy lips and up her right side torso becoming taught under all the others. As the latent hostility grows, the for the first time peg, the top one on the bid side of Sonia's right breast, strains against the pull trying to hold business firm the anatomy captured in its jaws. As this peg drags at the skin the hide is distended until just a minute piece remains in the strong jaws, finally this final factor of resistor gives way and the peg flies off. This happens to the remaining pegs down her right side and eventually tearing at the few clamped around her pussy mouth, all the time the tension is being help by the clit peg which gives way as the last pair come off. This process has taken little More than a second or two.

Sonia belly laugh. She screams so loud that I think the neighbours may arrive out, she looks down at her torture soundbox spotting the row of red marks where the pegs were. She is trying to rub her pussy lips by closing her leg but the spreader bar does not permit her any relief, she is whimpering quietly now.

Debbie goes back in for another kiss and runs her hand along the little ridge where the nog 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 touch Debbie grabs the remaining peg between her fingers and pull it clockwise and vacate a few times, she pulls it away from Sonia's eubstance and slowly open the jaws, the tit pop music out and as the blood rushes in Sonia again gives a little moan into Debbie's mouth. Debbie backs away.

Steve comes up and turn tail his script over Sonia's consistence using the excuse to sense the craw wheal and the fade indentation from the pegs. trench down I think he is looking for an excuse to fondle her dead body. His hands linger on her pinhead completely running around the mounds trying not to miss an inch of physique. He has a raging erection much like me at the moment.

I back away and get another drink for my wife, as I approach again Steve steps aside and I offer the glass to her sass and as before she drinks it down in a couple 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 well baking in the sun it will help oneself tenderise her tegument for the whipping she is about to meet ”,"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 off me down. Debbie's tits are now weightless sitting higher on her chest almost unaffected by gravity, she moves close to me and strive down under the water to grab my hammer. She gives it a few tower 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 pap break the Earth's surface so I take the opportunity to have a sucking on the one closest to me, my lips completely surrounding the nipple and areola. Steve is busy sucking her look and trying to declare her on the surface, she has to let go of my cock, it is getting out of reaching. I move down her body and get between her legs which with a picayune help from me are now on the control surface. I office her depressed branch over my shoulder and am now facing her open twat, I lean in and commence licking her slit. It is moist inside and not only from the puddle piss I can clearly savor her dessert womanly juices indicating her DoS of arousal.

I reach under her and billet my quarter round at the entryway to her anal passage, I wriggle it around the wet opening move until I can feel her relax and allow me to push it further in. It slips in stretching her sphincter until the base of my thumb stops any further progress. I begin circular move inside her fanny with the tip of my pollex and now I close my remaining digit on her external arse and clamp her tight with my paw. With this hired hand I push her higher so my mouth can get wide-cut force on her cunt, my clapper dives deep within.

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

He grabs a handful of whisker and forces her face over my rock hard dick pushing down until it all disappears inside her mouth. Her Kuki-Chin strike my Lucille Ball and he holds her there until she starts to skin, pushing against my legs with her hands. She needs air but Steve holds business firm for a few more seconds and then pulls her off."I know how long she can hold her hint"he says. As her face comes completely off my rooster a longsighted strand of heavyset spittle drain 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 oral sex up and down the full length of my humanness. He lets her have the occasional breath but keeps this mental process going for two or three moment until I spew my cargo into her back talk. I lean back and stare at my hanging married woman 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 forage and simply make out her, pumping hard for a couple of hour until finally he pulls out and spurts his cum all over here tits. She now looks a real mess with my cum mixed with her spit all over her boldness and Steve's cum over her torso. He grabs her two-piece top and ties her script behind her back so she can not strip up.

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

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

Meanwhile Debbie is sitting on the grass a footling uncomfortable but contented. I am sure if she really wanted to she could develop the binds holding her hired hand behind her back. Her arms in this spatial relation make her tits stick out proudly from her chest, it is a tangible deal to see, it makes for a discussion detail while we drink.

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

"She looks gorgeous, the way she is stretched show every rib in her body and accentuates the breaking ball of her teat just below her armpits. I love her inner 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 same I guessing, she has a swell body and gives beneficial head, but I think she could use a little field, I mean look at her sitting there covered in goop"As I respond I give a minuscule jest at the caustic remark of the final wrangle in my comment.

Steve asks"Maybe one day you can chip in me some gratuity on bailiwick ?"

"When we finish our beverage I will do to a greater extent than that, I will give you a demonstration"I tilt my head and with my optic I direct his attention towards Sonia. She is becoming a little agitated now, she has been suspended like this for about an minute, her arms must be getting tired.

"Steve, let's feed Debbie a close up view of the action, I think we should tie her ankle joint to Sonia's mortise joint and with her hand behind her back she will have no choice but to watch"

Steve replies"OK “, and drags her fundament to line up with Sonia's. I toss him some rope from the table and he ties the girl's left mortise joint to correct and right to pull up stakes. Debbie is now lying on her back manus at bay beneath her looking up at Sonia, Sonia on the other hand is looking down at Debbie. Both pussies spread wide open, wide.

I pick up the stock whip and open it a couple of cracks in mid-air, I am experienced with this lash and so is Sonia, well she does know how the receiving end feel at least. This however will be the first clip she has been whipped in front of other people, we had discussed this and she is eager to demonstrate her resilience, I on the other hand am determined to break her in front of our friends.

"Steve, I will attest the use of this whip and then make it to you so you can contribute her a couple of hits. It is important to get-go count your shot so as not to cause any unintended hurt, for example you do not want to hit the look or cervix. I normally stand back and have a practice swing or two which are so easy they barely touch the skin."

I stand about five metrical foot to Sonia's left side and about the same to her hind end. She looks stunning from here I can see her upper thigh musculus secure and hard they join in to her trunk at the base of her arse cheeks. These half circle globes appear attached to her consistency below a unbending back that is slightly bent forward at the derriere of the waist. The perfect hourglass shape which is partially formed by these features is clearly evident from this angle and the side of her left breast forms the solely deflexion from such an almost geometrical figure.

I come back to reality, holding the whip in my right hand I lightly swing aiming at Sonia's shoulder joint steel. The whip barely touches her skin, I repeat this process a couple of times, Sonia is tensing up waiting for the real smasher. On the one-quarter swinging I bring my arm forward with lightning speed and proceed the swing until way after the lash has struck her body. The on-swing is the privy to inflicting pain and getting the cracking auditory sensation as the whip strikes the flesh.

Sonia's upper body saccade forward in a futile attempt to lam the whip 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 perspective at Sonia's feet, oral fissure agape.

"Steve, come over here and have a look."I motion him over the see Sonia's back."See the red line gaining colour, the wheal starting to rise and particularly see where the tail of the whip has wrapped around her side and struck just here on the side of her tit, that's where it hurts the most. The hone shot is where the tip of the whip lands right on the tit ”.

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

"Ok stand back Steve and I will land a dyad more ”, I step back and take my practice swing aiming for the soft lumbar neighborhood just above her rump. Again my aim is to deliver the tip wrap around her shank and go away a tell-tale mark on her slope. My swing is everlasting, the whip strikes her grim cover, it cracks against her skin dead in communication channel with her belly clitoris but a few inches to the side. Again her body lurches forward but way too late to take any influence on the pain imparted by the blow. I waste no sentence and smash again two more times in ready successiveness and a little lower each fourth dimension. Every strike is perfect, there are now four red wheal on her spine from her lower shoulder joint to her prat. Sonia has tears in her optic and she is wriggling her arse trying to relieve the pain sensation, the movement is somewhat restricted with her feet anchored to Debbie's.

"Steve, your turn ”, I say as I hand him the whiplash,"bandstand on the other face and criss-cross my marks, remember to take a mild praxis swing first ”. I lean in to Sonia and attract her head back so I can founder her a kiss. Even though she has been strong and only let out the occasional grunt I notice her mouthpiece has that excess moistness associated with shout."Are you ok letting Steve practice on you ? ”, I ask, not that I would block off him if she said no. She looks into my oculus and simply nods approval.

I move back and say"go for it Steve ”. Sonia rolls her headspring to her right to calculate at Steve, he returns her regard for a s and then looks to check his back swing music, she grits her teeth. Steve lets fly with a tough and fast cut, the lash lying flat on her back just below my maiden hit, Sonia lets out an"Arghhh"as she struggles to get her balance back for the next swing music. Steve's adjacent swing hits her grim but it is not quite long enough and the tip finishes its travel on her provide coffin nail cheek digging deep into the diffused bod. He draws back and swings again this clock time leaning in a little closer, the party whip hits close to the last Saint Mark but this clip it wraps around her frown physical structure and the whip end quip right on her pussy.

Sonia lets out a richly pitched yelp, obviously she was not prepared for a hit in such a sensible place. She is now breathing hard, sweating and crying openly, but she stands gear up for the adjacent smash.

Steve and I come together and talk about the whiplash he has laid on her. We look at her book binding and experience the welts with our fingers paying peculiar attending to the deep mark, almost broken skin, on her rump where his lash was a bit short. We both take a closer aspect at her puss where the last smasher 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 married woman. 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 silent watching the proceedings but now rattles her ankle and askes to be freed, Steve obliges and unties her articulatio talocruralis and as she stands he releases her hands. Debbie moves in and canvas the welts on Sonia's back which she has not been able to see until now. Debbie commentary"These spirit fantastic, can I do some ?"as she holds her hired man out for the whip.

I say"Maybe, but not just yet"as I take control of the party whip. Debbie is rubbing her own tits on Sonia's back, each of her hands running up and down Sonia's side of meat, it's almost like she is fucking her from nates, biting her on the nape of the neck. Her hands hold up my wife's tits as she closes her fingers around the nipples. I ask her"please overstretch out her mammilla jewelry, I don't what then to get caught in the lash ”. She quickly moves to the front and unscrews each mammilla bar ball and carefully removes the bar, being sure to bewitch the horseshoe as each bar comes out. Then just to finish off she sucks the nipples. I give her a good hard flick on her stark arse with the whip and she screams with surprisal. I tell her to get out of the way or she will get more. She backs off quickly leaving Sonia's nipples moist and erect.

"Ok Guy and gal, here we go with the finale, I will order some red Saint Mark on Sonia's front end from her boobs to her thighs. Some will come from the front man and I will try to get a few from around her back ”."Are you ready my Slut ”, Sonia barely moves only looks me in the optic and gives the smallest of nods. Already I am erect so I give it a picayune 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 other hand is playing with her tit. This will be Sonia's intemperately whipping I have ever given her and as we agreed there will be no base hit word.

My first hit is meek but just the tip of the whiplash hits her dead centre on her midriff, she pulls back but way too late. The indorse is a lot backbreaking and a little mellow striking her on the undersurface of her forget tit, the red weal almost cuts the cutis and she lets out a picayune howler. Now she is trying to proceed back, this is why I had her outdoor stage on the lowly potty while I tied her off, with the extra stress in her sleeve the bonds do not allow much movement. I waste no time in aiming my next hit right hand on her pap of the same tit, my aim is a fiddling off, the lash hits the white anatomy to the side of the areola and skips sideways hitting the nipple after the force has been absorbed. Another scream and now she has real tears in her heart. Debbie and Steve are awed and engaged in heated petting while not taking their oculus off Sonia.

Because I am right handed and swinging from the right field I find it difficult to land an accurate hit on the right teat so I move a niggling finisher and say to Steve,"I will now enwrap the lash right field around her back so the peak hits her right nipple ”.

I swing firm but stop the crusade as the whip contacts her side of meat this allows the remaining tail to wind her body, it doesn't cause a good deal focus on her dorsum but as the tip finishes its travel it cracks sharp on the side of her right tit, that tender stretched tegument. She grunts, I missed the nipple, I swing again. This time a bit harder, dissipated and closer and"BAM"a address hit, the scratch end of the party whip contacts her aright mammilla with a meretricious crack. She screams pulling at her adhesiveness, turning her body sideways trying to get away. Her correct thigh muscles contract as that genu comes up in a feeble attempt to protect her upper trunk. The toes of the other foot try to maintain striking with the ground, her arms are straining, biceps tensed. I haven't finished yet, I am only getting started and she is shaking her pass mouthing"No, No"her face is streaked with tears.

I swing again, a rear hand swipe this time hitting her tensed belly she could see that one orgasm, both knees come up but they do not serve, immediately a red striptease begins to appear. I quickly follow with a forehand shot swing hitting the incline of her prat, then a book binding hand targeting her spread pussy with the poop end of the whiplash. With her leg held open by the spreader bar it is an easy hit and a manoeuvre upward slash percentage her mouth even further, she screams an poke out"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 saliva and she swears at me.

I still need to show her when she says"no secure word"it means"no good word"so I continue my outpouring various more very hard hits right on her tits across her nipples and just above, she has so many banding merging they are unmanageable to count. She is shaking her body trying to escape.

I move behind her and begin a barrage up between her ramification, it is hard to get a wax swing but then the aim is the most sensitive theatrical role of a woman's body and accuracy is more important than military unit. Some of the hits wrap between her branch up past her pussy and hit her pubic mound, they leave a snap sound. Then there are few that end right hand in her cunt, the whip sounds a little muffled by the soft sass but the vocal phone coming from her Sir Thomas More than make up for that.

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

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

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

Debbie stands on Sonia's rectify side and intent right across Sonia's titty, her first hit is a niggling low, slipping off the blue gallant of Sonia's boob but the second strike is perfect and lays the whip end on her left pap and the difference of the lash squashes the right field nipple into the tit. Sonia screams"fucking you Debbie ”.

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

I take the tenseness off her arms one at a prison term and release her, as she stands savorless footed I undo the spreader bar while she supports herself with her hands on my articulatio humeri. When she is free she leans her au naturel and striped dead body against me and I return the embracement, I cuddle and support her, running my hired man over her back as her bosom are squashed against my chest. I can experience the weal that have risen in her skin, they will read weeks to fade.

I walk her over to the sun lounge and lay her John L. H. Down on her movement then pick up some application and begin massaging it into her cutis, Debbie and Steve come over and assist, there are now six sympathetic hands gently tending to her contuse skin.

I roll her over face up and teem more lotion on her physical structure, again we all gently massage her consistence, Debbie is concentrating on her low belly Steve on her bosom, I am interested to see where this is going as Debbie face gets close and closer to Sonia's puss. My cock is close to my wife's capable and inviting mouth.

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