We have been planning the backyard BBQ for some meter now, Sonia, my married woman and I had invited another couple Steve and Debbie over to our sign of the zodiac. Our yard has several mature tree surrounding a mass medium sized pocket billiards, the tree and an eight ft mellow fence give a reasonable level of privacy from prying eye. The June 21 weather condition was hot, the high noon sun was high in the sky and I knew we would all end up in the pool later that day but for now we are all concentrated on having a few drinks and discussing the material ground we were here.

You see my married woman is my slave, she likes it that way and has been devoted to me for more than ten years. She is 30, she is an flasher, she is a pain slut and a fuck slut. While we often play with our ***********ion of whiplash in private she has this illusion of being naked and whipped in public. We pre-warned our client that today they were to be given a show of her real devotion to me. This wont be the first fourth dimension they have seen her naked, we went camping together a few months back and during that three day misstep my wife was often naked and fully exposed in the open. While her dress criterion today was no unlike, au naturel that is, her discussion may well be a new experience for our node.

Sonia and I talked about this day, she was eager to be the only one naked, she wants to show Steve and Debbie how solid she is. So, as I said before, she is naked well almost naked, she is wearing her unction arrest, mild but solid leather cuff on each wrist and on her human foot she has her black leather, almost knee high, stiletto the boot. The boots lace up from mortise joint to knee over the front shaft, the strong Black corduroy is wrapped from side to side around lustrous chrome clips. The charge have no glossa and even the tightness of the lacing can not bring the position fully together, a upright seam of bare skin is just visible. The boot's six edge high sharp heels make it difficult for her to take the air on the balmy grass. She must keep most of her weighting on her toes so the heel do not dig into the ground. This makes every visible muscular tissue in her legs tense up as she walks in the G, the inside of her second joint pay homage to the gym work she does on a daily cornerstone. Her body is toned like this all over, she takes neat superbia in maintaining herself in top stipulation.

Her outer kitty-cat lips are well pronounced, beautifully rounded from the internal labia minora completing the contoured transition to the inner thighs without a single flaw, just perfect. Her clitoral hood is clearly visible where these lip merge, I think I can even see the hardened nub starting to jut out from under the hood, it will be like that nigh of the prison term she is naked in front of us. This is her desire.

As she dutifully carries out the labor of a hostess, offering cheese, crackers and potable, her magnificent tit sit nonmoving senior high on her chest. She measures 36 inch across the tit with not one once of fat on her back, it is all firm, hard, round tit, so firm there is absolutely no sag. Her nipples are long, they are pierced, she has a horseshoe adornment hanging from a disastrous 14 caliber teat bar. The horseshoes are fantastic as they allow the tractability to add a wide scope of system of weights, rings or strings to each mammilla, in fact almost anything goes, it is only limited by your imaging. Right now she has picayune bell hanging from each horseshoe, they give a petty jingle as she moves.

Our Edgar Guest are in their early thirties like us, they are finely specimens of the homo race. He is athletic, tall and strong with well-tanned skin. Debbie is just the adept eye candy, wide-cut figured blonde with long stage. She is wearing a unaccented summer dress that push down the straw man to just below her crutch when she walks I get a glance of her upper berth thighs as the wearing apparel opens up. Of the ten buttons on the nominal head of the dress only the four or five lower ones hold it closed. Her sizeable heart has formed a deep cleavage which is clearly visible as the unbuttoned dress strains to contain the heavy melon. 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 strawman of Debbie, she has a drinking in each paw, she offers Debbie the potable 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 physical structure, up and down her front and peering around her shoulder to see the heterosexualism of her cover and the curve of her arse. Debbie lifts one of the teat bells with a twain of finger's breadth, gives it a gentle but unbendable tug distending the teat until the sides around the hollow turn a pale flannel. She lets it spring back, it gives a little jangle. Sonia barely flinched, she remained motionless. Debbie runs her index finger's long, manicured nail from Sonia's shoulder to the same tit, tracing over the top of her firm breast and then around the nipple. It forms a piercing indent which leaves a syncope mark that disappears almost as quickly as it was produced. She leans in and with a wet tongue licks the English of Debbie's aspect from her jawline to her eyes. There is no pain in any of this sole 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 little tap on her bottom sending her off to dispatch her potable turn. Debbie is demonstrating that she knows more about the role of a dominating fancy woman than she has let on in the past times. She looks over to me and gives a seductive wink.

Sonia moves to Steve and hands him a beer, Steve and I have been talking and I reassure him anything goes, he is free to do whatever he likes with Sonia. He takes the beer in his left hand and then runs his free hired hand over her tits, fingering the toll as he goes. His hand can not completely enwrap even one of the huge cumulation so he hands the beer to me. With his newly freed handwriting he now has more options.

Applying a slim force to spread her tits he pushes his leave hand up into her cleavage, the cover of the hand rubbing arduous against her right tit while the palm tree moulds around the ball shape of her other. suppose what this would be if she was wearing a tight bra. He then status his right hand grasping the opposition side of meat of this mound of form, his thumbs meeting under her pap. He squeezes tight between both deal and rotates it a few level left and then right and bends the tip up, he then pulls her toward him. As the Bell relate his shirt he kisses her full on the sass, she responds exploring his mouth with her tongue. He lets go of her tit and moves his hired man to her back, he squashes her eubstance tight against his as the passionate kiss continues.

This finis but a minute and as they break he palms her crutch lifting his hand up for me to see the feminine slime from her wet cunt. Sonia moves away and as she disappears inside we watch her arse nerve 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 good time to get more comfortable ourselves and strip down to our swimmers. Without hesitation Steve and I remove our outer garments and flip them on a spare chair. We are in tight speedos, Steve's software program is obviously coming down from a mild erection, the pliable Spandex type material clearly shows the abstract of his oversized humanness. Debbie points it out and playfully grabs a fistful which does nix to help it returning to normal.

Debbie has her frock unbuttoned and lets it drop off off her articulatio humeri, as it falls to the primer coat in a silken pile my oculus almost pop out. She is standing there in a string bikini and by"chain"I mean"train ”. There are only three meagre elongated triangles of Edward White satin that are held together by semitransparent plastic strings. The Triangulum are all the same size of it about 1 column inch at the root and about 3 inches long. The turnout does piddling to hide her modesty.

Each of her nipples push a swelling in their various coverings while the areolae can be seen protruding from each side of the narrowing triangle shape. Her boobs show an indenture caused by the bowed stringed instrument straining to hold the heavy globes. I don't need a tape to assure me they are in nimiety of my wife's 36 Inches and for that reasonableness they appear to have a short sag. My centre are drawn down across her directly, sway intemperately tummy, past her navel point to the inverted triangle of her thong. Although her clit may be covered the miserable end of this little small-arm of material is being devoured by her cunt. The inverted vertex slips between the exposed lower rim before turning into bowed stringed instrument and disappearing up the crack of her bum. Need I say more ? OH yes - not a pubic hair is seeable, nor any evidence of shaving, I suggest she is totally and permanently hairless.

My manhood begins to thicken.

I say to Steve,"I think it is fourth dimension to move this show along a bit, when Sonia comes back we will string her up and have some fun ”. Debbie looks at both of us with an evil smile, I have trouble keeping eye contact with this beautiful big pair of tits sitting on her bureau straining against the inadequate material. Steve put his hand on her shoulder joint and runs it up behind his wife's neck, he pulls her into his backtalk 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 skag on her arse.

Debbie puts her glass close to her back talk and just before she takes a sip she adds,"I am really looking forward to this, I think Sonia will be no-count she invited me"and then she drinks.

Sonia is taking a longsighted clock time inside so I go and check what she is up to. As I enter the house she is kneeling on the floor just inside the door, head bent down with her outstretched hands offering me the end of her leash, the other end attached to her collar."Please cover me like the slave beef I really want to be"she says,"humiliate me, mark my dead body with your whip."

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

"expression what I found inside"as I hold the trine high and while standing still I pull Sonia in a modest circle showing her off to our friends."Debbie, do you want to do the honours"I say as I pass the terzetto to her.

As Debbie takes the leash I motion her towards a gap between two of the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree where I already have a Mexican valium hanging from each tree. The ropes are laid our specifically to throw her wrists high and spread when attached properly. Debbie leads Sonia to where I am standing and I point to a small two whole step ordure sitting at my ft and severalize her to get Sonia up on the feces. Although the stool is only about eighteen inches senior high it is still not that sturdy on the grass but Sonia manages to get to the top and balance there in her kicking. This throne is region of my strategy which will go manifest in a couple of minutes.

Now that Sonia is in position I take her lead hand and attached it to one of the Mexican valium making sure the R-2 is unattackable on her wrist cuff and there is no slack in the rope. While this is happening my wife's tits are closemouthed to Debbie's eye spirit level and she has hold of them assisting to help stabilize Sonia. I repeat the process with the other wrist. Debbie reaches up and unclips the leash and we stand back and admire my wife standing raw weaponry cattle ranch in the candid air. Her organic structure is glistening in the midday sun, diminished droplets of sweat are forming on her speed pectus as she uses her leg brawniness to keep in unwavering contact with the stool.

It is at this prison term that I reach down and pull the ordure out from under her feet.

Sonia gives a little grunt as her dead body drops the few in until her toes make contact lens with the primer. I have been very measured to set the ropes so that once the stool is removed her arms will be stretched tight but she will still give birth reason contact. This is important if she is to spend any length 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 remnant to her thrill covered ankles and open the ranch until she is fully exposed and struggling to prevent her toes on the ground. Her ankles are now about three feet apart and I run my mitt up her leg to her pussy and slip a couple of fingers inside showing Debbie the ease of approach I now have.

So with my wife now helpless, bare and spread wide, Debbie takes the hint and runs her hands up and down Sonia's roast passing the side of her mamilla to her armpits and back down. She uses her farseeing finger nails to lightly recreate with the uncover skin. As Debbie turns side on to us she grabs our eye contact and without looking away runs one hand between Sonia's peg and give her pussy a effective rub.



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

I reply,"That's fine, you play for a bit while Steve and I have a beer ”. Steve and I grab a nates and watch the girls. At this prison term I have a boner that is busting to get out of my swimmers.

Debbie turns back to Sonia who is now showing signs of discomfort, she flexes her biceps trying to get some slack in the ropes but none is available. Debbie hugs Sonia's naked body around the chest of drawers, two readiness of tits crushing together, we get a salutary view of Debbie's ass, two bare orb with a string emerging from the top forming the lean wasteland dance band of her bikini underside. As she leans in towards Sonia she takes some weighting off her own ft which adds to the stress Sonia is feeling in her widely stretched arms, the trees rustle a bit as the subdivision she is tied to move. Debbie buries her nerve into Sonia's neck and is obviously biting her firmly, we hear Sonia pant in pain, we can see her trying to kick but her pegleg they are held widely spread by the spreader bar. One knee bends up but it doesn't help much pulling the polar pes vertical to her body, these actions merely highlight her discomfort.

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

As Debbie grabs the teat bells and distends the teats again she licks Sonia's left ear overly salivating the arena so it is completely moist with her spit. Her tongue is exploring inside the ear channel. She moves to the position and begins to dry hump Sonia's leg, Debbie's left tit is now mashing with the side of meat of Sonia's tit, Debbie's pocket-sized Bikini top can not fully contain the orbs while this is going on, her pap slipperiness free as the material is pushed away from the heart of the mound. Debbie's left hand has moved down and is now playing with Sonia's pussy back talk. We can hear a slurping sound and can now see little girl juices being stirred up between my wife's branch.

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

I refill her glass with a score as she repositions her two-piece top in an endeavor to cover that exposed nipple. I tell her to get a bunch of clothes pegs from the laundry and we will clip them on to Sonia's body. As she is moving off to get them Steve and I watch that perfect bare arsehole working, just like my wife's did, developing a niggling crease that appears and then disappears with each step.

I get up and take a drink to my devotee offering it to her lips, she drinks a big draft but breathing space out heavily when she realises it is unbowed scotch and not so smooth as it goes down her throat. I say to her"You had better have more than of this, it may comfort the pain to come ”. I run my absolve hand over her bound and au naturel body feeling her magnificent tits, flicking those nipple bells while she finishes the spyglass I am holding to her mouth.

Debbie returns with a field goal of the pegleg and in the basket was some drawing string I purposely put in there other today. Sonia sees them and begins to say"No, no, no not those wooden leg ”. Sonia and I have played with tholepin before but they are the weaker one you get from the sex shop, these I are larger pliant, each with a firm bounce to ascertain the clothes do not fall from the line.

I gently pat her on the position of her face to settle her John L. H. Down,"don't sweat my girl there is cypher you can do now so just delight ”. I slip my hand behind her head and pull in her to my brim for a passionate kiss and as I do I pussyfoot my left over hand to one of her nipples and pinch hard against the bar that is imbedded therein. She tries to pull her principal back but I hold her groaning sassing to mine exploring her privileged rima oris with my tongue. My humanity is beginning to grow hard.

After a few endorsement I break the osculation and tie-up in front of her, Debbie reaches down and palpate my putz through my natator. She still has the peg basket in her other hand so I tell her to take off dressing Sonia with them. I take a few second base to unclip the bells hanging from my wife's pap, this gives Debbie better access to crop pegs direct on those sensitive buds.

The wooden leg are strong, they have little serrations on the clamping end so they don't case. Debbie has placed several on Sonia's bole, she must first pinch up a piece of skin and hold it there while she places each peg on. I note she pinches the stiff peel with her fingernails and harder than necessary, she is a actual sadist I am indisputable. Sonia squints her eyes as she undergoes the individual overrefinement of each peg, one by one. It takes only a few second for Debbie to place ten or twelve pegs up each side of her soundbox from her pubis, just above her cunt, curving out to the face of her shank and then running up to the underarm dude of each tit. That sensitive bulge where each agglomerate swells from the flavourless skin at the face of her rib cage to work an almost a perfect ball before it transitions into the steer nipple.

Sonia is calm, once the stick are clamped the botheration of each collar stage settles down to barely a mild throb which she is well-fixed with. I intend to increase her discomfort level.

I take a yoke of peg from the handbasket, I open the outset one, grab her right nipple and hook the horse shoe jewellery up and then twine the mammilla a bit to make the nub erect. I can see the diminutive sinew around the nipple contracting, tensioning up the gold shape. I look into her oculus and see a small tear appearing as I offer the peg to the tip of the nipple and close down it slowly against the engraft 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 former nipple Debbie takes the second peg from my paw and stage set about repeating the operation on Sonia's left tit. She leans down to suck the nipple erect, what a pot, seeing an almost nude gorgeous woman sucking the tit of my bare and confine married woman, she takes longer than needed but who is complaining. My manhood breakage free of its confines, only I notice.

Debbie straightens up flexing the peg outdoors and closed a few clip in front of Sonia. She places it over the erect nipple positioning just the tip of the pap between the dentition of the peg. As she starts to fold the teeth the cut fleshy membrane is squashed against the embed bar, she is not gentle and she lets the last bit of movement elusion though her finger tips. The stick snaps closed. This draws a pant from my wife, she involuntarily withdraws her shoulders attempting to perpetrate away from the peg.

Sonia is obviously hurting but like the salve she wants to be she remains silent and uncomplaining, only the episodic pant escapes her rima oris. I reach down and feel her pussy cupping it with my handwriting, my fingers touching her anal passage. I slowly absorb my hired hand back pushing my midway finger's breadth into her twat as it passes and giving her clit a mollify rub. She is wet, my helping hand is wet, I rub a niggling longsighted and follow the pleasure in her nerve 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 release on, I can see his arousal is much like mine. I pick up my drink and hand him a few tholepin and say"it's your turning, I think you know where these should go ”. He doesn't have to be told twice, he gives his married woman a small kiss and a slap on the tail as they pass each other. Debbie joins me as we both take a seat, pick up our drink and watch on with interest.

Steve has knelt down in nominal head of Sonia's crutch, his body is blocking our perspective of what is happening but we can see the occasional squint of pain in Sonia's centre which tells us he is applying the leg. Debbie reaches over and inside my swimmers and catch my erect tool and almost subconsciously plays with it while we concentrate on what is happening in movement of us.

We hear a squeal from Sonia and notice her nerve is contorted in pain, Steve looks over his shoulder and says"that one went on her clitoris ”. He gets up and moves away so now we can see he has placed two rows of pegs 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 expectant erecting. Sonia is wriggling in her bonds, she is beautiful to watch tied up, spread and in discomfort.

By this prison term Debbie has freed my cock from my bather and is trying to remove them all together, I assist and within a few seconds I am totally naked. Steve follows suit of clothes real quick. Debbie is now on her knee joint with a hammer in each handwriting, she pulls us both fold enough to be able-bodied to suck our cocks alternating from one to the other. I feel the capital pleasure as she spends a few seconds holding my cock between her sassing while she uses her tongue to explore the sensitive undersurface 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 metrical foot and look to Steve saying,"man, she gives wonderful head"

Steve answer,"I agree, she is absolutely the best I have ever experienced, delay until she deep throats you"as he puts his fingerbreadth under her bikini top, pulls it out and lets it lose it back onto her nipple and suggests she get rid it. She undoes the two strings and throws the modest piece of attire onto the table. Steve level to her bikini bottomland and motions her to get rid of it. Again she undoes the strings and tosses the piece onto the table.

Now I can see her complete body in all its beauty, her bombastic areola and hanker nipple complement her marvellous boob. She puts her hands under them holding them up for us to suffer a closer review. My regard is then drawn to her bald pussy, her labia are quite large and now have the exemption to hang low outside her back talk. Stunning, absolutely stunning.

All this sentence Sonia has been hanging in her bondage not saying anything but obviously feeling uncomfortable, she is continually trying to get a beneficial footing on the ground. She has also been watching Debbie suck my tool while she is unable to join in.

I make my way to Sonia with another Scotch whiskey in my hand and offer it up to her mouth, again she drinks it all but gives a minuscule cough as the intent runs down her throat. I am standing beside her and start running my hand loosely over her body making sure to close up the leg against her organic structure and let them flip back vertical. I pay particular attention to the two on her mamilla, flicking then hard with my fingers, they appear firmly locked onto the mammilla compressing the attendant flesh against the teat bar. The little horseshoe is sitting in the upper berth bound of the peg and toss around when I do but comes back to catch one's breath quickly.

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

Considering the situation I say to the group,"it about sentence we progressed with the activities so we can suffer a swimming, Debbie can you bring some lotion over to me delight ”. As Debbie brings the tube over to me I say,"Please cover my body so I don't get burn down ”. She replies,"only too happy to"as she begins to massage the lotion into my shoulders while I stand in front of my married woman. She finishes my shoulders in about thirty secondment and then says"now for the rest of your organic structure ”. She steps back and squeezes half of the electron tube onto the tips of her au naturel breasts and comes to the movement of me and begins doing squats while at the same time pushing her boob against my consistence. To keep on me from moving back she has hold of my bare arse. Up and down, side to side, her tits rub against me, on the down cerebrovascular accident my stiff prick slips through her slippery cleavage as her nipples rub on my thighs. She takes a couple of bit to completely enshroud the nominal head of my organic structure and then repeats the summons with my spinal column. Sonia looks on.

Debbie starts to put lotion on Sonia but I stop her saying,"we will get her later, first we have work to do ”. I go into the home and land back a long rectangular vitrine not unlike a case that you would feel a pond cue in only this representative 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 enchant oddment placing her finger's breadth on the two door latch, her bare bosom rise high-pitched than normal as she inhales fully in preparation for the reveal.

We hear a duple click as the latches are freed and then watch as she folds the tenacious lid back on its hinge. She gasps. She stalls. Then, she reaches inside and places her right hired hand on the chrome studded handle of a Stock Whip. She takes it out of its seat in the padded case leaving behind an empty furrow that was designed to go for and protect it. As she lifts it up the trailing tail end of the whip follows, it's duration tells us it must birth been doubled over twice. She excitedly holds the device up to evince us, the handle is about a foot long and the buns trailing over her other hand almost touches the ground. Debbie runs the handgrip against her nipples bending then up and down as it passes, she has that school young woman facial expression of turmoil as she continues to take on with it.

I walk over to the pillow slip and pull in out a second whiplash that had been missed in the forgo excitement, this whiplash is a dewy-eyed crop, a small handle turning into a thin semi rigid fibre crank peter of about two feet long with a doubled leather strap on the end. I say to our naked protagonist"Don't forget this"as I wave the crop around,"it will go very important soon ”.

I pour another methamphetamine hydrochloride 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 bespeak to Debbie holding the lash. Sonia simply nods and drinks what I offer her. I reach around her suspended body and hand her a hug and as I plant a loving but forceful kiss on her lips and my lingua nose dive deep within, she returns the same strong osculation. Her peg adorned and naked body flavour undecomposed against mine I feel the nog digging into my breast, my cadaver cock is pushing against her pussycat but I do not let it enter.

Sonia and Steve come over and stand very close by. I break the embrace and tour to them saying"let's get on with them principal event ”,"You guys remain firm back a little and I will demonstrate the crop on her ”. Sonia is rubbing the handle of the party whip she is holding between her own branch the little stud obviously flicking her clit as they pass and I can see she is wet, the hold has a lustre to it.

As they move back a little I say"first we need to dispatch some of these peg ”. I raise the crop aiming for the two thole on the English of her left white meat and then take it down with a unwavering military unit. The leather tip hits the stretched skin hard just above the first peg and then continues down swelling of the breast until there is no more scrape to contact. One of the pegs hits the ground near my feet, Sonia jumps a bit and gives out a low"ARGHHHH ”, she does not make a big proceeds of the first hit to her trunk. I can now see the indented skin where the peg was, two white rectangles with small ridges where the peg's teeth had bitten just a few seconds ago. The tegument now slowly regains the natural shade as the roue rushes into the areas where it had been excluded due to the insistency from the peg. I also note just above the pegleg mark there is a rectangular red patch forming about one inch wide and three or four column inch long, the evidence of the crops outset striking with the tegument of her bare tit.

I quickly follow with another hit to the Same country to dislodge the second peg that remained from the first attack. This peg hits the ground, another groan of nuisance from my bare married woman. I see a little trickle of fluid seeping from her pussy and move in to trace the indentations on her titty with my index finger's breadth and then persist in it down to her clitoris and beyond. The nog on her pussy do little to enshroud the moisture, a sign that her torso 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 shoulder pushing her bare tits into his incline 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 actual good.

I call to Steve,"come over and follow closer, I want you to do the other face in a second ”. As he watches I continue with the process of whipping off the four or five other wooden leg that run from below her allow boob across her rib cage to the nitty-gritty of her Mon genus Venus. I aim to walk out the flesh well before each peg to ensure I get it 1st time, that is the skill of a true master. As the crop hits her skin and knocking each peg off Sonia give her common awful gasp but nothing more.

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

I tell her,"now poke you tits out and overstretch your straits back or I may hit your olfactory organ ”. As best she can she bear on her bureau out, straining her blazonry against the bonds that hold her unsloped and counterpane, trying her hardest she stands on her toes, pulls her head back and tenses for the inevitable. She turns her headland to the position and looks at me from behind her arm, her eyes have an ingredient of fear showing. To get my aim I lift the crop high up and gently lower it to the pap, flicking the horseshoe jewelry up to rest on the upper berth persona of her areola, out of the way of the pending strike. I lift again and within a divide second I swing down hard.

If you could see in dull apparent motion you would witness the crop's leather end striking the base of the nipple, folding the nub down as the leather runs the very myopic aloofness to the peg and then catching on the plastic edge where it momentarily stops until the excess force to free the peg is naturally applied as my swing continues through the arc. The peg is ripped off and this time Sonia screams out loud,"FUCK ”, and then continues to whimper for a few seconds. She looks to me with tears in her eyes and apologies for her discretion. I reach in and give her nipple a little rub looking closely at the cross left by both the peg and the crop, she just closes her eye soaking up the sensations.

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

Debbie replies,"that was rattling"she gently pushes me aside and leans in to drub the too erect nipple taking it fully in her mouth. The two nude women are just bedaze and Debbie's actions do little to relax my raging manhood. She pulls back from the nipple and again leans in to hug Sonia planting a full open backtalk kiss on her backtalk, turning her header slightly sideways so she can get wide lip to lip contact, it is crystalize to see that both tongue are actively scouring each early's mouth. The four nipple rub together, Debbie reaches down and palms my wife's slit, as her finger work inside we can hear the slurping audio indicating someone is very excited.

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

Debbie beaks the embrace and gives me a mischievous smile. I tell her to get the string that was with the leg and demonstrate how to thread it through the line of pegs on Sonia's right field incline. Starting with the lowest peg she threads the strand 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 tholepin on both sides of Sonia's pussy ending up at the"Clit Peg ”. Debbie takes a long clock time to do this, she is playing with Sonia's wet cunt we can see her lean in for a punch, Sonia's eye close in pleasure.

Once the string is threaded I take over and tie the bring down end of the chain to the button peg, I ensure it is a unspoilt knot, I do not require it to hail undone. Now there is a lot of mire in the strand so I slowly get out the slack through from the upper most peg until there is a firm line of merchandise down her right hand side around her twat and up to her clitoris. I am standing a pair of feet in front of Sonia while I tie a full sized loop in the string.

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

"Now Debbie"I say,"you have add together control, you can pull this fast or slow but you must completely pull all the pin 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 bosom and takes a position like a runner fix to have a baton from a team member, arm out stretched back slightly towards my married woman. I hand her the loop.

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

Debbie golf stroke her arm away from Sonia and at the Saami time takes a wide tone in the same counseling. The initial bm only tightens the string, anchored by the button peg and sliding around her pussy lips and up her right side torso becoming taught under all the others. As the stress grows, the number one peg, the top one on the ship's boat side of Sonia's correct tit, melodic line against the pull trying to hold firm the flesh captured in its jaws. As this peg drags at the peel the skin is distended until just a minute composition remains in the strong jaws, finally this hold up element of resistance gives way and the peg flies off. This happens to the remaining rowlock down her rightfulness side and eventually tearing at the few clamped around her pussy lips, all the time the tension is being help by the clit peg which gives way as the finally couple come off. This process has taken little more than a second or two.

Sonia shriek. She screams so loud that I think the neighbours may come out, she looks down at her tortured body spotting the row of red marks where the pegs were. She is trying to rub her snatch lips by closing her branch but the spreader bar does not permit her any relief, she is whimpering quietly now.

Debbie goes back in for another buss and runs her hand along the little ridges where the tholepin were, again she palms Sonia's kitty and rubs her clit, Sonia changes her whimper to a enjoyable moan and tries to dry hump Debbie's hand. There is just one peg remaining, it is on her right tit. While holding Sonia in a tight lip to lip impinging Debbie grabs the remaining peg between her finger and wind it clockwise and reverse a few times, she pulls it away from Sonia's eubstance and slowly spread out the jaws, the nipple pops out and as the ancestry kick in Sonia again gives a piffling moan into Debbie's mouth. Debbie backs away.

Steve comes up and runs his deal over Sonia's body using the excuse to palpate the crop welts and the languish pitting from the pegs. Deep down I think he is looking for an excuse to caress her body. His hands linger on her boobs completely running around the mounds trying not to escape an inch of flesh. 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 looking 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 ripe baking in the sun it will facilitate tenderise her skin for the slaughter she is about to experience ”,"Let's GO"I motion as the three of us get in to the pool.

The water is warm due to the summer sun but still enough to cool me down. Debbie's pap are now weightless sitting higher on her chest almost unaffected by solemnity, she moves close to me and reaches down under the body of water to grab my dick. She gives it a few tugs and it is now hard again, Steve also moves in and gives her a fully on kiss, 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 opportunity to suffer a suction on the one closest to me, my brim completely surrounding the nipple and areola. Steve is in use sucking her aspect and trying to apply her on the surface, she has to let go of my putz, it is getting out of reach. I move down her physical structure and get between her wooden leg which with a little help from me are now on the aerofoil. I attitude her lower legs over my shoulders and am now facing her open kitty, I lean in and begin licking her incision. It is moist inside and not only from the pool water I can clearly savor her Sweet womanly juices indicating her state of arousal.

I reach under her and lieu my ovolo at the entrance to her anal passage, I wriggle it around the tight opening until I can finger her relax and allow me to drive it further in. It slips in stretching her sphincter muscle until the bag of my thumb stops any further progress. I begin circular motions inside her asshole with the tip of my quarter round and now I close my remaining fingers on her external arse and clamp her tight with my hand. With this hand I push her mellow so my mouth can get fully force-out 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 seat end, we play, we make her cum toilsome. Steve says"let's get her out of here and she can service us."I unplug my pollex from her arse and drib her legs then make my way out of the pond to the poolside lounge. Steve escorts her out and leads her to me then pushes her to her knees between my legs.

He grabs a handful of haircloth and forces her face over my rock hard cock pushing down until it all disappears inside her mouth. Her Kuki hits my Ball and he holds her there until she starts to struggle, pushing against my wooden leg with her hands. She needs air but Steve holds business firm for a few Thomas More second and then pulls her off."I know how long she can harbor her breathing space"he says. As her face comes completely off my dick a long string of thick saliva drains from her mouth but just as she is getting some air into her lungs Steve pushes her onto my peter again and this time pumps her head up and down the full-of-the-moon length of my manhood. He lets her receive the occasional breath but keeps this process going for two or three instant until I spew my incumbrance into her mouth. I lean back and stare at my hanging wife as I continue to convulse in spasms of ejaculations. All she can do is advert there and sentry, she smiles at me.

Steve pulls his wife off me and lays her on the Grass and simply fucks her, pumping punishing for a yoke of minutes until finally he pulls out and spurt his cum all over here teat. She now looks a real muss with my cum shuffle with her saliva all over her aspect and Steve's cum over her torso. He grabs her Bikini top and ties her paw behind her back so she can not clean up.

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

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

Meanwhile Debbie is sitting on the grass a piffling uncomfortable but contented. I am indisputable if she really wanted to she could break the binds holding her hands behind her back. Her arms in this position make her tits stick out proudly from her chest, it is a real number sight to see, it makes for a discourse point while we drink.

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

"She looks gorgeous, the way she is stretched shows every rib in her body and accentuates the curve of her boob just below her axillary fossa. I love her inner thigh, the shape just before they turn into her pussycat, you are one favourable man"he responds."And you thoughts about my wife"he asks.

"Mmmm much the same I guess, she has a great organic structure and gives right caput, but I think she could use a little discipline, I mean look at her sitting there covered in guck"As I respond I give a small laugh at the sarcasm of the final examination words in my comment.

Steve asks"Maybe one day you can yield me some tips on discipline ?"

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

"Steve, let's give Debbie a close up view of the action at law, I think we should tie her ankle to Sonia's ankles and with her hired hand behind her back she will take no choice but to follow"

Steve replies"OK “, and drags her foot to line up with Sonia's. I toss him some rope from the table and he ties the girl's left ankles to redress and right to pass on. Debbie is now lying on her back mitt trapped beneath her looking up at Sonia, Sonia on the other handwriting is looking down at Debbie. Both pussies spread wide open, wide.

I pick up the farm animal lash and return it a couple of fling in mid-air, I am experienced with this party whip and so is Sonia, well she does know how the receiving end feels at least. This however will be the first fourth dimension she has been whipped in front of other hoi polloi, we had discussed this and she is aegir to demonstrate her resiliency, I on the former deal am determined to break her in forepart of our friends.

"Steve, I will demonstrate the use of this whip and then cave in it to you so you can give her a yoke of hits. It is important to outset calculate your shot so as not to cause any unintended harm, for representative you do not need to hit the human face or neck. I normally stand back and have a recitation swinging or two which are so light they barely touch the skin."

I stand about five infantry to Sonia's left slope and about the same to her tooshie. She looks stunning from here I can see her upper thigh muscleman secure and punishing they join in to her trunk at the base of her arse cheeks. These one-half beat orb appear attached to her body below a rigid back that is slightly bent forward at the rear end of the waist. The perfective tense hourglass shape which is partially formed by these characteristic is clearly evident from this Angle and the slope of her go out breast forms the exclusively deviation from such an almost geometric digit.

I come back to reality, holding the whip in my right hand I lightly swing aiming at Sonia's shoulder leaf blade. The whip barely touches her hide, I repeat this summons a couple of clock time, Sonia is tensing up waiting for the real hit. On the fourth swing I bring my arm forward with lightning speed and uphold the swing until way after the whip has struck her soundbox. The on-swing is the enigma to inflicting hurting and getting the cracking sound as the whip strikes the flesh.

Sonia's upper body jerking forward in a ineffectual endeavour to escape the lash that has already hit her, she gives a low oink and then loosen back into the position supported by the rophy. Debbie looks up from her position at Sonia's foot, sass agape.

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

Steve runs his digit along the wale and uses the hint of his finger to poke at the target developing on the side of her white meat."I love it ”, he says as I see his rooster growing again.

"Ok stand back Steve and I will bring down a couple more ”, I step back and take my practice swing aiming for the soft lumbar region just above her prat. Again my target is to have the tip wrap around her shank and entrust a tell-tale bull's eye on her side. My swinging is perfect tense, the whip strikes her lower back, it cracks against her peel dead in parentage with her belly button but a few inches to the side. Again her body lurches forward but way too late to possess any influence on the annoyance imparted by the blow. I waste no time and smasher again two more times in quick successiveness and a little lower each metre. Every tap is complete, there are now four red wheal on her vertebral column from her lower shoulder to her seat. Sonia has tears in her heart and she is wriggling her rear end trying to ease the annoyance, the campaign is somewhat restricted with her ft anchored to Debbie's.

"Steve, your act ”, I say as I deal him the lash,"Stand on the former position and criss-cross my sign, remember to make a indulgent practice session swing number 1 ”. I lean in to Sonia and pull her headway back so I can give her a osculation. Even though she has been solid and only let out the occasional grunt I notice her lip has that excess moistness associated with crying."Are you ok letting Steve practice on you ? ”, I ask, not that I would stop 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 capitulum to her right hand to look at Steve, he returns her gaze for a 2d and then looks to check his spinal column swing, she grits her teeth. Steve lets fly with a hard and dissipated slash, the whiplash lying flat on her back just below my first hit, Sonia lets out an"Arghhh"as she struggles to get her symmetry back for the adjacent swing. Steve's adjacent swing music hits her lower but it is not quite long enough and the tip finishes its locomotion on her left stooge cheek digging deep into the easy flesh. He draws back and swings again this meter leaning in a fiddling closer, the whiplash hits close to the live scrape but this fourth dimension it wraps around her lower trunk and the whip end cracks right on her twat.

Sonia lets out a high 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 succeeding tap.

Steve and I come together and talk about the lashes he has laid on her. We look at her back and feel the welts with our fingers paying particular tending to the mysterious chump, almost conk out hide, on her rump where his thong was a bit short. We both take a closer flavor at her snatch where the shoemaker's last strike finished, I touch her slit right where it is red, she is wet, I find it amazing that when being hurt like this she get turned on but that's my adorable wife. Steve also has a 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 enjoyable moan.

All this prison term Debbie has been silent watching the proceedings but now rattles her ankles and askes to be freed, Steve obliges and unties her ankles and as she stands he releases her mitt. Debbie moves in and test the wheal on Sonia's back which she has not been able-bodied to see until now. Debbie scuttlebutt"These look marvelous, can I do some ?"as she holds her hand out for the whip.

I say"Maybe, but not just yet"as I take ascendance of the whip. Debbie is rubbing her own breast on Sonia's back, each of her paw running up and down Sonia's side, it's almost like she is fucking her from hind end, biting her on the nape of the cervix. Her hands hold up my wife's nipple as she closes her digit around the nipples. I ask her"delight draw out out her pap jewelry, I don't what then to get caught in the whip ”. She quickly moves to the front and unscrews each nipple bar ball and carefully removes the bar, being trusted to fascinate the shoe as each bar comes out. Then just to end off she sucks the mammilla. I give her a respectable severely flick on her arrant derriere with the lash 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 nipple moist and erect.

"Ok Guys and gal, here we go with the closing curtain, I will place some red Marks on Sonia's front line from her tit to her second joint. Some will come from the nominal head and I will try to get a few from around her back ”."Are you ready my slattern ”, Sonia barely moves only looks me in the middle and gives the belittled of nods. Already I am raise so I give it a little rub to get the feeling going. I note Debbie and Steve are in a sideways embracement, she's holding his rooster and he has one arm around her shoulder joint, 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 safety word.

My foremost hit is mild but just the tip of the whiplash hits her dead middle on her midriff, she pulls back but way too late. The moment is much intemperate and a little higher striking her on the bottom of her left tit, the red welt almost cuts the peel and she lets out a little scream. Now she is trying to displace back, this is why I had her outdoor stage on the pocket-size stool while I tied her off, with the additional tension in her branch the bonds do not allow much move. I waste no time in aiming my adjacent bang right on her mammilla of the same tit, my aim is a little off, the whip hits the tweed material body to the position of the areola and skip sideways hitting the tit after the force has been absorbed. Another riot and now she has real crying in her center. Debbie and Steve are awed and engaged in heated petting while not taking their centre off Sonia.

Because I am right handed and swinging from the right I find it unmanageable to down an accurate hit on the decently teat so I move a little closer and say to Steve,"I will now wind the whiplash rightfield around her back so the steer hits her veracious teat ”.

I swing firm but stop the drive as the whiplash contacts her position this allows the remaining buttocks to wrap her consistency, it doesn't cause a lot accent on her cover but as the tip finishes its travelling it cracks crisp on the side of her decent tit, that tender stretched pelt. She grunts, I missed the teat, I swing again. This time a bit harder, faster and closer and"BAM"a direct hit, the frazzle end of the party whip contacts her right mammilla with a meretricious gap. She screams pulling at her Julian Bond, turning her body sideways trying to get away. Her right thigh sinew contract as that articulatio genus comes up in a sapless try to protect her pep pill body. The toes of the former foot try to preserve contact with the ground, her arms are straining, biceps tensed. I haven't finished yet, I am only getting started and she is shaking her drumhead mouthing"No, No"her face is streaked with tears.

I swing again, a backrest hand swipe this time hitting her tensed belly she could see that one coming, both knees come up but they do not avail, immediately a red funnies begins to appear. I quickly follow with a forehand swing hitting the side of her hind end, then a back up hand targeting her spread pussy with the bob end of the whip. With her legs held open by the spreader bar it is an easy hit and a direct upward cut parts her lips even further, she screams an protracted"FUUUUCK"followed by a more pipe down"No more, No more, RED, RED ”. She is now sobbing, her upper chest of drawers is wet from her bout and saliva and she swears at me.

I still need to depict her when she says"no dependable Christian Bible"it means"no safe word"so I continue my onslaught several more than very hard smash right on her tits across her nipples and just above, she has so many bar merging they are difficult to weigh. She is shaking her body trying to escape.

I move behind her and start a barrage up between her legs, it is hard to get a full swing but then the target is the most sensitive contribution of a woman's body and accuracy is more important than effect. Some of the smasher wrap between her legs up past her twat and hit her pubic mound, they leave a cracking sound. Then there are few that end rightfulness in her slit, the whiplash sounds a little muffled by the soft lips but the vocal auditory sensation coming from her More than make up for that.

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

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

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

Debbie stands on Sonia's right-hand face and aims right across Sonia's mamilla, her first hit is a little low, slipping off the lower swell of Sonia's boobs but the second smasher is perfect and lays the welt end on her leftfield nipple and the remainder of the thong squashes the aright teat into the tit. Sonia screams"FUCK you Debbie ”.

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

I take the tautness off her blazonry one at a time and discharge her, as she stands flat footed I undo the spreader bar while she supports herself with her deal on my shoulder. When she is free she leans her defenseless and striped body against me and I return the embrace, I cuddle and endorse her, running my script over her back as her titty are squashed against my bureau. I can feel the welts that have risen in her skin, they will hire weeks to fade.

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

I roll her over facial expression up and pour Sir Thomas More lotion on her body, again we all gently massage her trunk, Debbie is concentrating on her glower abdomen Steve on her mamilla, I am matter to to see where this is going as Debbie face gets close and closer to Sonia's pussy. My cock is close to my wife's spread out and inviting mouth.

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