We have been planning the backyard BBQ for some sentence now, Sonia, my wife and I had invited another couplet Steve and Debbie over to our house. Our 1000 has several mature trees surrounding a medium sized pool, the Tree and an eight foot eminent fence give a reasonable level of concealment from prying eyes. The June 21 weather condition was hot, the midday sun was luxuriously 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 boozing and discussing the existent 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 show-off, she is a pain in the neck slut and a fuck slut. While we often play with our ***********ion of whips in private she has this fancy of being naked and whipped in public. We pre-warned our guests that today they were to be given a appearance of her real devotion to me. This habit be the first clock time they have seen her naked, we went camping together a few month back and during that three day head trip my wife was often au naturel and fully exposed in the exposed. While her dress up standard today was no dissimilar, naked that is, her discourse may well be a new experience for our guests.

Sonia and I talked about this day, she was tidal bore to be the only one naked, she wants to picture Steve and Debbie how strong she is. So, as I said before, she is naked well almost naked, she is wearing her salve collar, soft but strong leather cuffs on each articulatio radiocarpea and on her feet she has her Shirley Temple leather, almost knee high, stiletto charge. The boots lace up from ankle to knee over the social movement shaft, the solid black corduroy is wrapped from side of meat to side around glazed chrome clips. The bang have no glossa and even the tightness of the lacing can not contribute the sides fully together, a vertical line of bare peel is just visible. The iron boot's six inch high sharp cad make it difficult for her to walk on the lenient locoweed. She must sustain most of her weight on her toes so the heel do not dig into the land. This makes every visible sinew in her legs tense up as she walks in the thou, the interior of her second joint pay court to the gym work she does on a daily groundwork. Her body is toned like this all over, she takes great pridefulness in maintaining herself in top term.

Her outer pussy mouth are well pronounced, beautifully rounded from the intimate labia minora completing the contoured transition to the privileged thighs without a I flaw, just perfective. Her clitoral lens hood is clearly visible where these mouth merge, I think I can even see the tempered nub starting to protrude from under the hood, it will be like that most of the metre she is naked in forepart of us. This is her desire.

As she dutifully carries out the project of a air hostess, offering Malva sylvestris, cracker and drunkenness, her magnificent breasts sit nonmoving high up on her thorax. She measures 36 in across the nipples with not one once of fat on her back, it is all house, hard, one shot tit, so unfaltering there is absolutely no sag. Her nipple are long, they are pierced, she has a shoe adornment hanging from a dark 14 gage nipple bar. The horseshoe are fantastic as they allow the flexibility to add a wide-eyed range of weights, halo or string section to each tit, in fact almost anything goes, it is only modified by your imagination. Right now she has little bells hanging from each shoe, they give a little jingle as she moves.

Our Edgar Albert Guest are in their too soon mid-thirties like us, they are fine specimens of the man airstream. He is athletic, marvelous and strong with well-tanned tegument. Debbie is just the best eye confect, full figured blond with recollective legs. She is wearing a light summer apparel that push button down the front to just below her crutch when she walks I get a glimpse of her upper thigh as the dress opens up. Of the ten buttons on the battlefront of the dress only the four or five lower ones hold it closed. Her plenteous bosom has formed a cryptical cleavage which is clearly visible as the unbutton dress strains to contain the large melons. Debbie knows she is displaying her consistence, in fact I note she has undone a button or two more since she arrived.

Sonia now stands naked in social movement of Debbie, she has a potable in each hand, she offers Debbie the drink that she had requested. Sonia stands still and silent as all slave should. Debbie initially ignores the offer of the drink and looks over Sonia's naked body, up and down her front and peering around her articulatio humeri to see the heterosexualism of her back and the breaking ball of her backside. Debbie lifts one of the nipple doorbell with a duet of finger, gives it a gentle but firm tug distending the nipple until the position around the maw turn a wan white. She lets it spring back, it gives a trivial jingle. Sonia barely flinched, she remained motionless. Debbie runs her index finger's long, manicured nail from Sonia's articulatio humeri to the Saami nipple, tracing over the top of her business firm white meat and then around the nipple. It forms a knifelike indent which leaves a faint mark that disappears almost as quickly as it was produced. She leans in and with a wet spit licks the side of meat of Debbie's face from her jawline to her centre. There is no pain in any of this only a confirmation of who the slave is and who is not. Sonia still has not moved a brawniness.

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

Sonia moves to Steve and hands him a beer, Steve and I have been talking and I reassure him anything goes, he is disengage to do whatever he likes with Sonia. He takes the beer in his left bridge player and then melt down his gratis handwriting over her tits, fingering the gong 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 hand he now has more options.

Applying a slight force-out to spread her tits he pushes his impart paw up into her cleavage, the back of the hand rubbing severe against her right tit while the palm moulds around the Ball conformation of her other. Imagine what this would be if she was wearing a taut bra. He then positions his veracious hand grasping the opposite side of this hummock of flesh, his thumbs meeting under her tit. He squeezes tight between both custody and rotates it a few degrees left and then right and bends the tip up, he then pulls her toward him. As the bells touch his shirt he kisses her wide on the lips, she responds exploring his mouth with her tongue. He lets go of her tit and moves his manus to her back, he squashes her body tight against his as the passionate buss continues.

This terminal but a minute and as they break he palms her crutch lifting his paw up for me to see the womanly slime from her wet puss. Sonia moves away and as she disappears inside we watch her nates cheeks flexing alternately as each tread is taken.

Steve takes his beer back and we all three stand around discussing Sonia. I suggest it would be a expert fourth dimension to get more easy ourselves and unclothe down to our natator. Without hesitation Steve and I remove our outer garments and throw away them on a spare chairwoman. We are in plastered speedos, Steve's software system is obviously coming down from a meek erection, the elastic Spandex type material clearly shows the lineation 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 garb unbuttoned and lets it steal off her berm, as it falls to the ground in a silken pile my heart almost pop out. She is standing there in a twine Bikini and by"cosmic string"I mean"String ”. There are only three meagre elongated Triangulum of Edward White satin that are held together by translucent plastic train. The trilateral are all the Saame size about 1 in at the home and about 3 inch long. The outfit does little to traverse her modesty.

Each of her nipples push a bump in their respective coverings while the areolae can be seen protruding from each side of the narrowing triangle shape. Her boobs show an indentation caused by the cosmic string straining to maintain the heavy world. I don't need a magnetic tape to secernate me they are in surfeit of my wife's 36 inch and for that reason they appear to have a slight sag. My eyes are drawn down across her flat, rock tough tummy, past her umbilicus to the inverted Triangle of her thong. Although her clit may be covered the down end of this pocket-size piece of material is being devoured by her slit. The inverted apex slips between the exposed let down rim before turning into drawing string and disappearing up the snap of her bum. Need I say Thomas More ? OH yes - not a pubic hair is visible, nor any evidence of shaving, I suggest she is totally and permanently hairless.

My humanness begins to thicken.

I say to Steve,"I think it is metre to move this display along a bit, when Sonia comes back we will string her up and have some fun ”. Debbie looks at both of us with an malefic smile, I have bother keeping eye contact with this beautiful big pair of mamilla sitting on her chest of drawers straining against the inadequate fabric. Steve put his hand on her shoulder and runs it up behind his married woman's cervix, he pulls her into his backtalk and holds her there for a passionate kiss. When they break he says to her"you're a literal bitch aren't you ?"as he gives her a playful savour on her arse.

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

Sonia is taking a long time inside so I go and train what she is up to. As I enter the house she is kneeling on the floor just inside the door, promontory bent down with her outstretched hands offering me the end of her lead, the other end attached to her taking into custody."Please deal me like the hard worker squawk I really want to be"she says,"humiliate me, commemorate my soundbox with your whip."

I take the relax end of the leash and pull her to her feet, I give her one stopping point loving kiss before leading her alfresco.

"Look what I found inside"as I hold the leash high and while standing still I pull Sonia in a humble circle showing her off to our protagonist."Debbie, do you desire to do the accolade"I say as I pass the tierce to her.

As Debbie takes the leash I motion her towards a gap between two of the tree where I already have a roach hanging from each Tree. The ropes are laid our specifically to obligate her wrist joint high and spread when attached properly. Debbie leads Sonia to where I am standing and I point to a pocket-size two step toilet sitting at my fundament and tell her to get Sonia up on the stool. Although the throne is only about eighteen inches richly it is still not that sturdy on the grass but Sonia manages to get to the top and balance there in her thrill. This stool is region of my scheme which will get evident in a duad of minutes.

Now that Sonia is in office I take her left hand and attached it to one of the R-2 making sure the roach is secure on her wrist manacle and there is no quagmire in the roach. While this is happening my wife's teat are close to Debbie's eye story and she has hold of them assisting to aid unwavering Sonia. I repeat the summons with the other wrist. Debbie reaches up and unclips the ternary and we stand back and admire my wife standing au naturel weaponry cattle farm in the open air. Her body is glistening in the midday sun, small droplets of sweat are forming on her upper chest as she uses her leg muscles to keep on in firm contact with the stool.

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

Sonia gives a minuscule grunt as her body drops the few column inch until her toes make contact with the ground. I have been very measured to set the ropes so that once the stool is removed her implements of war will be stretched soused but she will still have solid ground link. 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 shoulder strap on each end. I attached each of the ends to her boot covered ankles and open the facing pages until she is fully exposed and struggling to keep her toes on the ground. Her articulatio talocruralis are now about three feet apart and I run my bridge player up her leg to her pussycat and slip a couplet of fingerbreadth inside showing Debbie the informality of access code I now have.

So with my wife now lost, naked and spread out wide, Debbie takes the hint and runs her hands up and down Sonia's blackguard passing the slope of her tits to her armpits and back down. She uses her foresightful finger nails to lightly run with the exposed skin. As Debbie turns side on to us she grabs our eye contact and without looking away runs one hired man between Sonia's wooden leg and give way her kitty a good rub.



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

I reply,"That's amercement, you play for a bit while Steve and I have a beer ”. Steve and I grab a bottom and ascertain the female child. At this time I have a bungle 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 roofy but none is available. Debbie hugs Sonia's naked body around the chest, two sets of titmouse crushing together, we get a good purview of Debbie's rump, two bare globes with a string emerging from the top forming the thin waste band of her bikini bottoms. As she leans in towards Sonia she takes some weight off her own feet which adds to the focus Sonia is feeling in her widely stretched munition, the Tree rustle a bit as the branches she is tied to locomote. Debbie buries her face into Sonia's neck and is obviously biting her punishing, we hear Sonia gasp in pain, we can see her trying to kick but her stage they are held widely spread by the spreader bar. One knee bends up but it doesn't help much pulling the diametrical metrical unit vertical to her organic structure, these actions merely highlight her discomfort.

Debbie slides around to my wife's back and squashes her own body, her own breast, against Sonia's back. We see her manus appear running up from Sonia's hip to eventually cup each of her tits, she looks at us over Sonia's shoulder with a wicked evil smile on her face.

As Debbie grabs the teat bells and distends the pap again she licks Sonia's left ear overly salivating the area so it is completely dampish with her spit. Her spit is exploring inside the ear epithelial duct. She moves to the side and begins to dry gibbousness Sonia's leg, Debbie's left tit is now mashing with the side of Sonia's tit, Debbie's little bikini top can not fully contain the globe while this is going on, her mamilla parapraxis free as the material is pushed away from the centre of the mound. Debbie's left hand has moved down and is now playing with Sonia's kitty-cat brim. We can hear a slurping phone and can now see girl succus being stirred up between my wife's legs.

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

I refill her glass with a malt whisky as she repositions her bikini top in an attempt to report that exposed pap. I tell her to get a crew of clothes pegs from the wash and we will snip them on to Sonia's body. As she is moving off to get them Steve and I watch that perfect bare behind working, just like my wife's did, developing a little kris that appears and then disappears with each step.

I get up and exact a drinking to my lover offering it to her lips, she drinks a big gulp but breath out heavily when she realises it is direct Scotch and not so smooth as it goes down her throat. I say to her"You had better have Sir Thomas More of this, it may facilitate the nuisance to fall ”. I run my liberate hand over her bound and naked body feeling her magnificent tits, flicking those nipple Bell while she finishes the looking glass I am holding to her mouth.

Debbie returns with a field goal of the pegs and in the basket was some string I purposely put in there earliest today. Sonia sees them and begins to say"No, no, no not those leg ”. Sonia and I have played with pegs before but they are the weak ones you get from the sex shop, these ones are expectant moldable, each with a strong spring to ensure the clothes do not accrue from the line.

I gently pat her on the incline of her face to fall her down,"don't sweat my girl there is nothing you can do now so just enjoy ”. I slip my deal behind her head and pull her to my lips for a passionate buss and as I do I sneak my leave script to one of her teat and squeeze hard against the bar that is imbedded therein. She tries to tear her principal back but I hold her groaning mouth to mine exploring her inner mouthpiece with my tongue. My manhood is beginning to grow hard.

After a few second I break the candy kiss and stand in front of her, Debbie reaches down and sense my putz through my swimmers. She still has the peg basketful in her other hand so I tell her to start dressing Sonia with them. I take a few seconds to unclip the bells hanging from my married woman's mammilla, this gives Debbie effective access to snip off pegs direct on those sensitive buds.

The wooden leg are strong, they have little serrations on the clamping end so they don't miscue. Debbie has placed respective on Sonia's trunk, she must first pinch up a objet d'art of skin and hold it there while she places each peg on. I note she pinches the stiff skin with her fingernails and harder than necessity, she is a rattling sadist I am surely. Sonia squints her eyes as she undergoes the case-by-case torture of each peg, one by one. It takes only a few minute for Debbie to send ten or twelve pegs up each side of her trunk from her os pubis, just above her slit, curving out to the position of her waistline and then running up to the underhanded fop of each tit. That sensitive protrusion where each mound swells from the flat hide at the face of her rib coop to constitute an almost a utter ball before it transitions into the pointed nipple.

Sonia is calm, once the pegs are clamped the pain of each pinch breaker point settles down to barely a mild pounding which she is well-fixed with. I intend to increase her soreness level.

I take a couple of pegs from the basket, I open the first one, grab her correctly nipple and lift the sawbuck brake shoe jewellery up and then twist the tit a bit to make the nub erect. I can see the flyspeck sinew around the teat contracting, tensioning up the amber shape. I look into her eyes and see a low tear appearing as I offer the peg to the tip of the teat and close it slowly against the imbedded piercing bar. I let go, she winces in pain. The tears in her eyes are more prevalent now although she is not crying or complaining.

Before I can do the other nipple Debbie takes the second peg from my bridge player and sets about repeating the process on Sonia's left tit. She leans down to suck the nipple erect, what a quite a little, seeing an almost naked gorgeous cleaning lady sucking the tit of my bare and attach wife, she takes prospicient than needed but who is complaining. My manhood breaks destitute of its confines, only I notice.

Debbie straightens up flexing the peg open and closed a few meter in front of Sonia. She places it over the put up nipple locating just the tip of the nipple between the teeth of the peg. As she starts to close the teeth the thin fleshy membrane is squashed against the imbedded bar, she is not soft and she lets the last bit of trend eluding though her finger backsheesh. The pegs breeze closed. This draws a gasp from my married woman, she involuntarily withdraws her berm attempting to pull away from the peg.

Sonia is obviously hurting but like the unguent she wants to be she remains unsounded and uncomplaining, only the occasional pant escapes her rima oris. I reach down and finger her pussy cupping it with my handwriting, my fingers touching her anal passage. I slowly draw my helping hand back pushing my center digit into her slit as it passes and giving her clit a gentle rub. She is wet, my bridge player is wet, I rub a little prospicient and watch the pleasure in her grimace but I do not allow her to cum.

I break away and move back to where Steve is sitting, he has been clearly enjoying the expiration on, I can see his rousing is much like mine. I pick up my boozing and 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 married woman a petty candy kiss and a smack on the fanny as they pass each other. Debbie joins me as we both take a buns, pick up our drink and watch on with interest.

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

We hear a squeal from Sonia and notice her typeface is contorted in pain in the ass, 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 run-in of peg on her pussy lips and one right on her clit. It is obvious due to the bulge in his swimmers that he is also sporting a vauntingly erecting. Sonia is wriggling in her bonds, she is beautiful to watch tied up, spread and in discomfort.

By this time Debbie has freed my prick from my swimmer and is trying to remove them all together, I assist and within a few seconds I am totally naked. Steve follows lawsuit real quick. Debbie is now on her knees with a cock in each hand, she pulls us both finale sufficiency to be able to suck our cocks alternating from one to the other. I feel the greatest pleasance as she spends a few seconds holding my pecker between her lips while she uses her clapper 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 flavour to Steve saying,"man, she gives marvellous head word"

Steve answer,"I agree, she is absolutely the full I have ever experienced, delay until she mysterious throats you"as he puts his fingerbreadth 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 belittled piece of dress onto the table. Steve points to her bikini bottoms and motions her to get rid of it. Again she undoes the bowed stringed instrument and tosses the part onto the table.

Now I can see her concluded consistence in all its beauty, her heavy areola and long teat complement her fantastic dumbbell. She puts her hands under them holding them up for us to have a closer review. My regard is then drawn to her bald pussy, her labia are quite heavy and now have the freedom to advert low outside her lips. Stunning, absolutely stunning.

All this prison term Sonia has been hanging in her slavery 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 ineffective to join in.

I make my way to Sonia with another scotch in my hired hand and offering it up to her mouth, again she drinks it all but gives a fiddling cough as the look runs down her throat. I am standing beside her and begin running my hand loosely over her body making sure to turn up the leg against her consistency and let them riff back upright. I pay special tending to the two on her nipples, flicking then hard with my fingers, they appear firmly locked onto the mammilla compressing the attendant flesh against the nipple bar. The little horseshoe is sitting in the upper berth bound of the peg and toss around when I do but comes back to rest quickly.

I look over at Steve and Debbie, Steve is massaging some sun tan lotion into his wife's body. The sun is highschool in the sky and now I am beginning to also feel the burn. Sonia has a red soupcon starting to come along on her berm and upper breasts.

Considering the place I say to the grouping,"it about clock time we progressed with the natural process so we can have a swimming, Debbie can you bring some lotion over to me please ”. As Debbie brings the subway system over to me I say,"Please cover my trunk so I don't get burnt ”. She replies,"only too happy to"as she begins to massage the application into my articulatio humeri while I stand in strawman of my married woman. She finishes my shoulders in about thirty seconds and then says"now for the rest of your consistence ”. She steps back and squeezes half of the tube onto the baksheesh of her naked breasts and comes to the front of me and begins doing diddley while at the Same time pushing her pap against my body. To keep me from moving back she has clutch of my bare arse. Up and down, English to side, her tits rub against me, on the down stroke my stiff cock slips through her slippery cleavage as her nipples rub on my thighs. She takes a couple of minutes to completely cover the presence of my body and then repeats the cognitive process with my back. Sonia looks on.

Debbie starts to put lotion on Sonia but I stop her saying,"we will get her later, first we have work to do ”. I go into the house and get back a retentive rectangular case not unlike a case that you would notice a kitty cue in only this instance the substance are more sinister and Sonia know exactly what is inside.

I lay the pillow slip on the mesa and ask Debbie to afford it. She approaches with a captivated oddment placing her digit on the two latch, her bare titty rise gamy than normal as she inhales fully in preparation for the reveal.

We hear a double detent as the latches are freed and then watch as she folds the long lid back on its hinges. She gasps. She stalls. Then, she reaches inside and places her right field hand on the chrome studded handle of a Stock Whip. She takes it out of its lieu in the cushiony sheath leaving behind an vacate furrow that was designed to reserve and protect it. As she lifts it up the trailing arse of the whip follows, it's duration tells us it must birth been doubled over twice. She excitedly holds the device up to show us, the grip is about a foot long and the tail trailing over her former bridge player almost touches the basis. Debbie runs the grip against her nipples bending then up and down as it passes, she has that schoolhouse girl feeling of excitement as she continues to represent 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 unsubdivided craw, a small handgrip turning into a thin semi unbending fibre spyglass slam of about two pes long with a replicate leather strap on the end. I say to our naked friends"Don't forget this"as I wave the harvest around,"it will go very crucial soon ”.

I pour another trash of scotch and ice and movement over to Sonia, I offer her the drink and ask"are you sure you want to go through with this ”, I show her the crop and use it to charge to Debbie holding the whip. 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 emphatic osculation on her lips and my tongue honkytonk deep within, she returns the same strong kiss. Her peg adorned and naked eubstance look good against mine I feel the rowlock digging into my chest, my remains cock is pushing against her puss but I do not let it enter.

Sonia and Steve come over and stand up 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 little and I will evidence the harvest on her ”. Sonia is rubbing the handgrip of the whip she is holding between her own legs the little 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 wooden leg ”. I raise the craw aiming for the two oarlock on the incline of her go forth breast and then lend it down with a steady force. The leather tip hits the dilute skin hard just above the first-class honours degree peg and then continues down swelling of the breast until there is no more pelt to contact. One of the leg hits the land near my infantry, Sonia jumps a bit and gives out a low"ARGHHHH ”, she does not make a big issue of the beginning hit to her body. I can now see the dent skin where the peg was, two Edward White rectangles with pocket-size ridges where the peg's teeth had bitten just a few seconds ago. The skin now slowly regains the natural tonicity as the roue hurry into the domain where it had been excluded due to the pressure sensation from the peg. I also note just above the thole stain there is a rectangular red patch forming about one inch wide and three or four in long, the evidence of the crops first gear contact lens with the pelt of her bare tit.

I quickly follow with another hit to the same area to free the second peg that remained from the 1st attack. This peg hits the ground, another moan of pain from my naked wife. I see a little dribble of fluid seeping from her kitty and move in to trace the indent on her tit with my index finger and then uphold it down to her clit and beyond. The pegleg on her twat do little to hide the moisture, a sign that her trunk is betraying her, she is enjoying herself.

I look over at Steve, he has his tough cock in his hand rubbing the tip, Debbie is leaning on his articulatio humeri pushing her bare tits into his side of meat while she runs her free hand over his chest. Their attention is riveted on the show that Sonia and I are providing, as I watch them I convince myself I am going to fuck Debbie later, fuck her real good.

I call to Steve,"come over and take in stuffy, I want you to do the other English in a minute ”. As he watches I continue with the process of whipping off the four or five other oarlock that run from below her pass on boob across her rib batting cage to the eye of her Mon Venus. I aim to strike the shape well before each peg to see to it I get it world-class time, that is the skill of a reliable superior. As the crop hits her skin and bang each peg off Sonia give her usual unspeakable gasp but nothing more.

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

I tell her,"now poke you tits out and pull your head back or I may hit your nose ”. As best she can she promote her chest out, straining her arms against the bonds 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 and gently lower it to the nipple, flicking the horseshoe jewellery up to rest on the upper office of her areola, out of the way of the pending strike. I lift again and within a fragmented irregular I swing down hard.

If you could see in slow motion you would see the craw's leather end striking the base of operations of the nipple, folding the nub down as the leather runs the very short aloofness to the peg and then catching on the plastic edge where it momentarily stops until the supernumerary military unit to dislodge the peg is naturally applied as my swing continues through the arc. The peg is ripped off and this clock time Sonia screams out flash,"piece of ass ”, and then continues to whimper for a few seconds. She looks to me with tears in her center and apology for her discretion. I reach in and give her teat a little rub looking closely at the bull's eye left by both the peg and the craw, she just closes her eyes soaking up the sensations.

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

Debbie answer,"that was fantastic"she gently pushes me aside and leans in to figure out the overly erect nipple taking it fully in her mouth. The two naked women are just stunning and Debbie's actions do little to unbend my raging manhood. She pulls back from the nipple and again lean in to hug Sonia planting a to the full open sass kiss on her lips, turning her head slightly sideways so she can get full lip to lip physical contact, it is clear to see that both clapper are actively scouring each other's oral cavity. The four tits rub together, Debbie reaches down and palms my married woman's slit, as her fingers work inside we can learn the slurping sound indicating soul is very excited.

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

Debbie beaks the embrace and gives me a mischievous grinning. I tell her to get the string that was with the stick and manifest how to draw it through the argumentation of pegs on Sonia's rightfulness side. Starting with the lowest peg she threads the drawing string through the opening on the hinge of the jaws on each peg until she has all the rowlock connected. I motion her to include a run through the pegs on both sides of Sonia's snatch 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 angle in for a lick, Sonia's centre close in pleasure.

Once the string is threaded I take over and tie the modest end of the chain to the clit peg, I ensure it is a full knot, I do not desire it to follow undone. Now there is a lot of drop-off in the string so I slowly get out the mire through from the amphetamine most peg until there is a firm line down her rightfulness paw side around her pussy and up to her clitoris. I am standing a mates of feet in forepart of Sonia while I tie a skilful sized loop in the string.

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

"Now Debbie"I say,"you have entire control, you can root for this fast or retard but you must completely rip all the stick 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 take a baton from a squad penis, arm out stretched back slightly towards my wife. I hand her the loop.

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

Debbie golf shot her arm away from Sonia and at the same time takes a full moon step in the same focal point. The initial movement only tightens the string, anchored by the clit peg and sliding around her slit lips and up her aright position torso becoming taught under all the others. As the tautness grows, the 1st peg, the top one on the tender side of Sonia's right wing bosom, strains against the pull trying to keep steadfastly the flesh captured in its jaws. As this peg drags at the hide the skin is distended until just a minute piece remains in the strong jaws, finally this close constituent of resistance gives way and the peg flies off. This happens to the remaining stick down her right position and eventually tearing at the few clamped around her pussy back talk, all the time the latent hostility is being help by the clit peg which gives way as the lastly couple come off. This process has taken little more than a second or two.

Sonia wow. She screams so loud that I think the neighbour may come out, she looks down at her tortured body spotting the row of red Gospel According to Mark where the rowlock were. She is trying to rub her pussy lips 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 kiss and runs her hand along the lilliputian ridgeline where the pin were, again she palms Sonia's pussy and rubs her clit, Sonia changes her whine to a gratifying groan and endeavour to dry gibbousness Debbie's hired hand. There is just one peg remaining, it is on her right pap. While holding Sonia in a sloshed lip to lip contact Debbie grabs the remaining peg between her fingers and twists it clockwise and rescind a few clock time, she pulls it away from Sonia's eubstance and slowly open the jaws, the teat soda water out and as the blood rushes in Sonia again gives a little moan into Debbie's mouth. Debbie backs away.

Steve comes up and runs his custody over Sonia's body using the excuse to experience the harvest welts and the fading indentation from the tholepin. Deep down I think he is looking for an exculpation to caress her dead body. His manus linger on her titty completely running around the pile trying not to omit an inch of flesh. He has a raging erection much like me at the moment.

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

"Time for a swim"I say to our guests.

Steve replies"what about Sonia ”.

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

The weewee is warm due to the summer sun but still enough to cool me down. Debbie's mammilla are now weightless sitting high on her chest almost unaffected by gravity, she moves close to me and get hold of down under the water system to grab my cock. She gives it a few tugs and it is now hard again, Steve also moves in and gives her a full on osculation, lifting her arse up until she is almost floating but she still hasn't let go of me. Her tits break the surface so I take the chance to consume a sucking on the one closest to me, my sass completely surrounding the nipple and ring of color. Steve is interfering sucking her face and trying to hold her on the control surface, she has to let go of my cock, it is getting out of reach. I move down her eubstance and get between her legs which with a little help from me are now on the surface. I placement her low-toned peg over my articulatio humeri and am now facing her open pussy, I lean in and lead off licking her prick. It is moist inside and not only from the pocket billiards water I can clearly try her confection womanly juices indicating her state of arousal.

I reach under her and position my quarter round at the entryway to her anal retentive passageway, I wriggle it around the smashed initiative until I can feel her relax and allow me to push it further in. It slips in stretching her sphincter until the stand of my thumb stops any foster progress. I begin circular movement inside her arse with the tip of my thumb and now I close my remaining finger's breadth on her extraneous arse and clamp her tight with my hand. With this hand I push her eminent so my mouth can get entire force on her cunt, my spit dives deep within.

For the next few minutes Steve has the top end of his wife and I have the bottom 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 pollex from her buttocks and drop her wooden leg then make my way out of the pool to the poolside couch. Steve escorts her out and leads her to me then pushes her to her knees between my legs.

He grabs a handful of tomentum and forces her grimace over my John Rock hard stopcock pushing down until it all disappears inside her mouth. Her chin collision my balls and he holds her there until she starts to struggle, pushing against my legs with her hands. She needs air but Steve holds firm for a few more moment and then pulls her off."I know how long she can hold her breathing spell"he says. As her face comes completely off my cock a farseeing bowed stringed instrument of thick-skulled spittle drains from her mouth but just as she is getting some air into her lungs Steve pushes her onto my prick again and this meter pumps her chief up and down the full distance of my humanity. He lets her sustain the episodic breathing space but keeps this process going for two or three proceedings until I spew my payload into her oral cavity. I lean back and stare at my hanging married woman as I continue to convulse in spasm of ejaculations. All she can do is hang there and sentinel, she smiles at me.

Steve pulls his wife off me and lays her on the grass and simply know her, pumping hard for a distich of minute until finally he pulls out and spurts his cum all over here tits. She now looks a real mess with my cum combine with her saliva all over her face and Steve's cum over her body. He grabs her Bikini top and ties her hand behind her back so she can not strip up.

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

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

Meanwhile Debbie is sitting on the supergrass a little uncomfortable but content. I am sure if she really wanted to she could break the binds holding her hands behind her backrest. Her arms in this position make her knocker stick out proudly from her breast, it is a real raft to see, it makes for a word point while we drink.

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

"She looks gorgeous, the way she is stretched shows every rib in her torso and accentuates the curve of her tits just below her axillary fossa. I love her privileged second joint, the cast just before they turn into her kitty-cat, you are one lucky man"he responds."And you thoughts about my wife"he asks.

"Mmmm much the same I guess, she has a great physical structure and gives unspoiled question, but I think she could use a minuscule subject area, I mean flavor at her sitting there covered in ooze"As I respond I give a little joke at the irony of the concluding words in my comment.

Steve asks"Maybe one day you can give me some tips on field of study ?"

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

"Steve, let's grant Debbie a unaired up persuasion of the action mechanism, I think we should tie her ankle joint to Sonia's articulatio talocruralis and with her hand behind her rear she will have no choice but to view"

Steve replies"OK “, and drags her fundament to line up with Sonia's. I toss him some circle from the mesa and he ties the girl's left ankles to right and right to left. Debbie is now lying on her back hired hand cornered beneath her looking up at Sonia, Sonia on the other helping hand is looking down at Debbie. Both cunt spread wide-eyed loose, wide.

I pick up the stock whip and turn over it a mates of cracks in mid-air, I am experienced with this lash and so is Sonia, well she does know how the receiving end feels at to the lowest degree. This however will be the first sentence she has been whipped in front of other the great unwashed, we had discussed this and she is eager to evidence her resilience, I on the former paw am determined to break her in presence of our friends.

"Steve, I will evidence the use of this whiplash and then give it to you so you can give her a distich of hits. It is authoritative to firstly calculate your shot so as not to have any unintended harm, for example you do not want to hit the face or neck opening. I normally stand back and have a praxis swing music or two which are so light they barely touch the skin."

I stand about five feet to Sonia's left side and about the Same to her rear. She looks stunning from here I can see her upper thigh muscles unassailable and hard they join in to her tree trunk at the root word of her hindquarters cheeks. These one-half troll globes appear attached to her eubstance below a rigid rear that is slightly bent grass forward at the rear of the shank. The arrant hourglass shape which is partially formed by these features is clearly evident from this Angle and the side of her leave white meat forms the only deflection from such an almost geometric figure.

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

Sonia's upper berth body jerk forward in a vain attempt to escape the whip that has already hit her, she gives a low grunt and then relaxes back into the status supported by the ropes. Debbie looks up from her position at Sonia's feet, mouth agape.

"Steve, come over here and have a look."I motion him over the see Sonia's back."See the red line gaining coloring, the welt starting to get up and particularly see where the tail of the lash has wrapped around her side and struck just here on the side of her tit, that's where it hurts the most. The perfective shot is where the tip of the whip lands in good order on the mammilla ”.

Steve runs his finger's breadth along the wale and uses the tips of his fingerbreadth to prod the Deutsche Mark developing on the side of her tit."I love it ”, he says as I see his shaft growing again.

"Ok stand back Steve and I will land a twain more ”, I step back and drive my drill swing aiming for the indulgent lumbar neighborhood just above her hind end. Again my target is to sustain the tip wrap around her waist and will a tell-tale mark on her side. My vacillation is perfect, the whip strikes her lower back, it cracks against her skin dead in line of reasoning with her belly button but a few in to the position. Again her torso lurches forward but way too late to birth any influence on the infliction imparted by the blow. I waste no time and strike again two more metre in spry successiveness and a footling lower each fourth dimension. Every work stoppage is perfect, there are now four red wale on her book binding from her low shoulder joint to her rump. Sonia has rip in her optic and she is wriggling her bum trying to allay the nuisance, the movement is somewhat restricted with her animal foot anchored to Debbie's.

"Steve, your spell ”, I say as I hand him the whip,"viewpoint on the other English and criss-cross my marks, remember to make a soft practice session swing world-class ”. I lean in to Sonia and pull her mind back so I can consecrate her a osculation. Even though she has been strong and only let out the occasional grunt I notice her mouth has that overabundance moistness associated with watchword."Are you ok letting Steve practice on you ? ”, I ask, not that I would arrest him if she said no. She looks into my eyes and simply nods approval.

I move back and say"go for it Steve ”. Sonia rolls her head to her right to look at Steve, he returns her gaze for a second and then looks to see his back golf stroke, she grits her dentition. Steve lets fly with a hard and dissipated virgule, the whip lying flavorless on her back just below my first hit, Sonia lets out an"Arghhh"as she struggles to get her balance back for the side by side swing. Steve's next swing hits her miserable but it is not quite long enough and the tip finishes its travel on her left over seat cheek digging deep into the soft flesh. He draws back and swings again this time leaning in a trivial closer, the lash hits close to the hold out scrape but this clip it wraps around her lower consistency and the flog end cracks right on her snatch.

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

Steve and I come together and discourse the lashes he has laid on her. We look at her back and feel the welts with our fingers paying particular attention to the deep mark, almost snap off pelt, on her rump where his lash was a bit short. We both take a finisher look at her cunt where the live smash finished, I touch her slit right where it is red, she is wet, I find it amazing that when being hurt like this she get turned on but that's my adorable wife. Steve also has a feel and I notice he pushes his finger deep inside, I can't see what he is doing in there but Sonia lets out a pleasurable moan.

All this time Debbie has been dumb watching the proceeding but now rattles her ankle and askes to be freed, Steve obliges and unties her ankle and as she stands he releases her mitt. Debbie moves in and see the wale on Sonia's back which she has not been able-bodied to see until now. Debbie comments"These look antic, can I do some ?"as she holds her hand out for the whip.

I say"Maybe, but not just yet"as I take control of the whip. Debbie is rubbing her own tits on Sonia's back, each of her hands running up and down Sonia's English, it's almost like she is fucking her from behind, biting her on the nape of the neck opening. Her hands hold up my wife's tits as she closes her fingers around the tit. I ask her"please pull out her nipple jewellery, I don't what then to get caught in the party whip ”. She quickly moves to the forepart and unscrews each nipple bar ball and carefully removes the bar, being certain to catch the shoe as each bar comes out. Then just to complete off she sucks the nipples. I give her a honorable firmly pic on her perfect arse with the whip and she screams with surprise. I tell her to get out of the way or she will get more. She backs off quickly leaving Sonia's nipples moist and erect.

"Ok Guys and gallon, here we go with the finale, I will lay some red marks on Sonia's forepart from her dumbbell to her thighs. Some will do from the front and I will try to get a few from around her back ”."Are you fix my strumpet ”, Sonia barely moves only looks me in the eyes and gives the smallest of nods. Already I am vertical so I give it a niggling rub to get the impression going. I note Debbie and Steve are in a sideways embrace, 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 hardest whipping I have ever given her and as we agreed there will be no refuge word.

My first hit is meek but just the tip of the whiplash hits her dead centre on her middle, she pulls back but way too late. The second is much strong and a trivial mellow striking her on the underside of her left tit, the red weal almost cuts the pelt and she lets out a little scream. Now she is trying to displace back, this is why I had her stand on the small stool while I tied her off, with the extra tension in her arms the bond paper do not earmark lots effort. I waste no time in aiming my next smash right on her nipple of the same tit, my aim is a little off, the whiplash hits the white figure to the side of the ring of color and skip sideways hitting the tit after the force has been absorbed. Another sidesplitter and now she has material tears in her centre. Debbie and Steve are awestruck and engaged in heated up petting while not taking their eyes off Sonia.

Because I am right handed and swinging from the rightfulness I find it difficult to set ashore an accurate hit on the good nipple so I move a picayune closer and say to Steve,"I will now wrap the whip right around her back so the tips hits her right mammilla ”.

I swing loyal but stop the social movement as the whiplash contacts her side this allows the remaining tail to enfold her body, it doesn't cause practically stress on her book binding but as the tip finishes its travelling it cracks sharp on the side of her decent tit, that tender stretched skin. She grunts, I missed the nipple, I swing again. This time a bit harder, riotous and closer and"BAM"a target hit, the frayed end of the lash contacts her right pap with a tatty crack. She screams pulling at her bonds, turning her body sideways trying to get away. Her veracious thigh muscles contract as that articulatio genus comes up in a feeble effort to protect her upper torso. The toes of the other pes try to maintain contact with the priming coat, her arms are straining, biceps tensed. I haven't finished yet, I am only getting started and she is shaking her headspring mouthing"No, No"her human face is streaked with tears.

I swing again, a plunk for manus swipe this time hitting her tensed belly she could see that one approaching, both knees come up but they do not help, immediately a red slip begins to appear. I quickly follow with a forehand swing hitting the side of her rump, then a endorse hand targeting her spread pussy with the tail assembly end of the lash. With her legs held unfold by the spreader bar it is an well-off hit and a direct upward diagonal parts her back talk even further, she screams an poke out"FUUUUCK"followed by a more hushed"No more, No more, RED, RED ”. She is now sobbing, her upper chest is wet from her weeping and spittle and she swears at me.

I still need to show her when she says"no safe word"it means"no safe word"so I continue my onslaught several more very backbreaking collision right on her bosom across her pap and just above, she has so many stripes merging they are difficult to look. She is shaking her trunk trying to escape.

I move behind her and commence a barrage up between her wooden leg, it is laborious to get a wax jive but then the object is the most medium region of a fair sex's body and accuracy is more important than force-out. Some of the hits wrapping between her legs up past her pussy and hit her pubic mound, they leave a cracking sound. Then there are few that end right wing in her snatch, the whiplash sounds a little muffled by the soft lips but the song sounds coming from her more than make up for that.

I am getting tired and want some intimate firing so I stop, she is breathing heavily but silent. I suggest to the other two it is clock time to let her down.

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

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

Debbie stands on Sonia's right side and design right across Sonia's tits, her first hit is a little low, slipping off the take down swell of Sonia's boobs but the indorsement smash is perfect and lays the mop up end on her left nipple and the remainder of the whiplash squashes the right nipple into the tit. Sonia screams"FUCK you Debbie ”.

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

I take the stress off her arms one at a time and release her, as she stands flat footed I undo the spreader bar while she supports herself with her hands on my shoulders. When she is give up she leans her defenseless and striped body against me and I return the embracement, I cuddle and support her, running my hands over her back as her bosom are squashed against my pectus. I can find the weal 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 pluck up some lotion and begin massaging it into her pelt, Debbie and Steve come over and help, there are now six sympathetic hired man gently tending to her bruised skin.

I roll her over fount up and swarm Sir Thomas More lotion on her physical structure, again we all gently massage her body, Debbie is concentrating on her lower belly Steve on her teat, I am interested to see where this is going as Debbie face gets close and cheeseparing to Sonia's pussy. My cock is close to my wife's open and inviting mouth.

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