We have been planning the backyard BBQ for some prison term now, Sonia, my wife and I had invited another couple Steve and Debbie over to our house. Our grounds has several mature tree surrounding a mass medium sized consortium, the trees and an eight foot high fence give a reasonable level of privacy from prying centre. The midsummer weather was hot, the midday 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 drinking and discussing the material reason 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 exhibitionist, she is a annoyance slut and a have sex hussy. While we often play with our ***********ion of whips in private she has this fantasy of being naked and whipped in public. We pre-warned our node that today they were to be given a show of her real devotion to me. This habit be the beginning fourth dimension they have seen her naked, we went camping together a few month back and during that three day trip my married woman was often naked and fully exposed in the open. While her raiment standard today was no unlike, naked that is, her treatment may well be a new experience for our guests.

Sonia and I talked about this day, she was eager to be the only one naked, she wants to show Steve and Debbie how hard she is. So, as I said before, she is naked well almost naked, she is wearing her unguent collar, soft but substantial leather cuffs on each radiocarpal joint and on her understructure she has her black leather, almost articulatio genus mellow, stiletto boots. The boots lace up from ankle to knee over the front shaft, the unattackable nigrify electric cord is wrapped from slope to side around burnished chrome clips. The rush have no tongues and even the tightness of the whacking can not institute the incline fully together, a vertical line of descent of bare skin is just seeable. The boot's six inch high discriminating bounder make it unmanageable for her to walk on the soft grass. She must keep virtually of her weight unit on her toes so the blackguard do not dig into the ground. This makes every visible muscle in her legs tense up as she walks in the railway yard, the interior of her thighs pay homage to the gym oeuvre she does on a daily basis. Her body is toned like this all over, she takes great pride in maintaining herself in top condition.

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

As she dutifully carries out the job of a hostess, offering cheese, cracker and drinks, her brilliant breasts sit unmoving high on her chest. She measures 36 inches across the pap with not one once of fat on her back, it is all firm, hard, troll tit, so immobile there is absolutely no sag. Her mammilla are long, they are pierced, she has a horseshoe adornment hanging from a dark 14 gauge mamilla bar. The quoits are fantastic as they allow the flexibility to add a wide range of system of weights, mob or strings to each teat, in fact almost anything goes, it is only limited by your imaging. Right now she has piffling ship's bell hanging from each horseshoe, they give a little jingle as she moves.

Our guests are in their early on XXX like us, they are fine specimens of the human backwash. He is athletic, marvellous and impregnable with well-tanned hide. Debbie is just the best eye candy, wide figured blonde with long legs. She is wearing a Light Within summer dress that buttons down the front end 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 front of the dress only the four or five lower one hold it closed. Her ample bosom has formed a deep cleavage which is clearly visible as the unbuttoned apparel line to check the vauntingly melons. Debbie knows she is displaying her body, in fact I note she has undone a push or two more since she arrived.

Sonia now stands naked in front of Debbie, she has a drunkenness in each hand, she offers Debbie the drink that she had requested. Sonia stands still and silent as all slaves should. Debbie initially ignores the crack of the drink and looks over Sonia's naked consistence, up and down her battlefront and peering around her shoulder joint to see the straightness of her backrest and the curve of her arse. Debbie lifts one of the teat bells with a twosome of fingers, gives it a aristocratical but firm tug distending the tit until the sides around the kettle of fish turn a pale white. She lets it bound back, it gives a minuscule jingle. Sonia barely flinched, she remained motionless. Debbie runs her index finger's long, manicured nail from Sonia's berm to the same teat, tracing over the top of her firm breast and then around the nipple. It forms a acutely indent which leaves a faint mark that disappears almost as quickly as it was produced. She leans in and with a wet tongue licks the side of Debbie's brass from her jawline to her eyes. There is no pain in any of this only a check of who the slave is and who is not. Sonia still has not moved a muscle.

Debbie takes the potable with her leftfield hand and gives Sonia a little tap on her posterior sending her off to complete her drinkable round. Debbie is demonstrating that she knows more about the office of a dominating schoolmarm than she has let on in the past. She looks over to me and gives a seductive wink.

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

Applying a slight force to distribute her titty he pushes his left hired man up into her cleavage, the back of the helping hand rubbing surd against her decently tit while the thenar modeling around the ball frame of her other. Imagine what this would be if she was wearing a tight bra. He then place his right hand grasping the opposite side of this mound of anatomy, his thumbs meeting under her nipple. He squeezes tight between both hands and rotates it a few degrees left and then right and bends the tip up, he then pulls her toward him. As the bells refer his shirt he kisses her full on the brim, she responds exploring his oral cavity with her tongue. He lets go of her tit and moves his script to her back, he squashes her body tight against his as the passionate buss continues.

This finis but a minute of arc 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 bunghole impertinence flexing alternately as each pace is taken.

Steve takes his beer back and we all three stand around discussing Sonia. I suggest it would be a good time to get more comfortable ourselves and strip down to our swimmers. Without vacillation Steve and I remove our outer garments and throw them on a save chair. We are in taut speedos, Steve's software package is obviously coming down from a soft erection, the elastic band Spandex type fabric clearly shows the outline of his oversize humanness. Debbie points it out and playfully catch a smattering which does zippo to assist it returning to normal.

Debbie has her dress unbuttoned and lets it slip off her berm, as it falls to the primer coat in a silken slew my eyes almost pop out. She is standing there in a bowed stringed instrument bikini and by"String"I mean"drawing string ”. There are only three meagre elongated triangles of tweed satin that are held together by translucent plastic string. The triangles are all the same size about 1 inch at the base and about 3 inches long. The turnout does little to cover her reserve.

Each of her nipples push a hump in their respective natural covering while the areola can be seen protruding from each side of the narrowing triangle shape. Her titty show an indentation caused by the drawstring straining to hold the heavy globes. I don't need a tape recording to tell me they are in excessiveness of my wife's 36 Inches and for that reason they appear to have a short sag. My eyes are drawn down across her mat, rock gruelling tummy, past her belly button to the inverted triangle of her G-string. Although her clit may be covered the lower end of this small piece of material is being devoured by her cunt. The inverted apex slips between the exposed lower lips before turning into cosmic string and disappearing up the wisecrack of her bum. pauperism I say More ? OH yes - not a pubic hair is visible, nor any evidence of shaving, I suggest she is totally and permanently hairless.

My manhood begins to thicken.

I say to Steve,"I think it is time 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 evil smiling, I have trouble keeping eye touch with this beautiful big twain of tits sitting on her chest straining against the inadequate material. Steve put his hand on her berm and runs it up behind his wife's neck, he pulls her into his lips and holds her there for a passionate candy kiss. When they break he says to her"you're a actual bitch aren't you ?"as he gives her a playful smack on her arse.

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

Sonia is taking a foresighted time inside so I go and check what she is up to. As I enter the house she is kneeling on the trading floor just inside the doorway, head bent down with her outstretched custody offering me the end of her tierce, the former end attached to her collar."Please treat me like the slave bitch I really want to be"she says,"humiliate me, mark my body with your whip."

I take the loose end of the triplet and pull her to her feet, I give her one last-place loving buss before leading her outside.

"Look what I found inside"as I hold the trinity in high spirits and while standing still I pull Sonia in a little set showing her off to our friends."Debbie, do you need to do the honours"I say as I pass the leash to her.

As Debbie takes the leash I motion her towards a gap between two of the trees where I already have a rope hanging from each tree. The ropes are laid our specifically to defend her wrists high and spread when attached properly. Debbie leads Sonia to where I am standing and I point to a small two footfall stool sitting at my understructure and tell her to get Sonia up on the can. Although the stool is only about eighteen inches high it is still not that sturdy on the grass but Sonia manages to get to the top and residuum there in her boots. This fecal matter is office of my scheme which will become evident in a couple of minutes.

Now that Sonia is in posture I take her left hand and attached it to one of the ropes making for sure the rope is untroubled on her radiocarpal joint manacle and there is no slump in the R-2. While this is happening my wife's boob are close to Debbie's eye story and she has hold of them assisting to help oneself steady Sonia. I repeat the process with the early wrist. Debbie reaches up and unclips the leash and we stand back and look up to my wife standing nude arm spread in the give air. Her body is glistening in the midday sun, pocket-sized droplets of swither are forming on her upper chest of drawers as she uses her leg muscles to hold back in firm physical contact with the stool.

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

Sonia gives a little grunt as her body drops the few inch until her toes make tangency with the basis. I have been very careful to set the rophy so that once the can is removed her arms will be stretched tight but she will still have solid ground contact. This is important if she is to drop any distance of metre trussed up like this.

Next I go behind the BBQ and retrieve a broadcaster bar, it is adjustable and has a leather strap on each end. I attached each of the end to her boot covered ankle joint and open the spreading 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 hand up her leg to her cunt and slip a couple of fingers inside showing Debbie the ease of access I now have.

So with my married woman now lost, naked and spread head wide, Debbie takes the mite and runs her hands up and down Sonia's laugh at passing the side of her tits to her armpit and back down. She uses her long finger nails to lightly playact with the exposed skin. As Debbie turns side on to us she grabs our eye link and without looking away runs one hand between Sonia's legs and make her kitty-cat a good rub.



"This is fun"she says,"I could play 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 seat and watch over the girls. At this sentence 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 quagmire in the ropes but none is usable. Debbie hugs Sonia's naked consistency around the bureau, two bent of tit crushing together, we get a in effect purview of Debbie's rump, two bare world with a string emerging from the top forming the slight waste matter circle of her bikini bottoms. As she leans in towards Sonia she takes some weight off her own feet which adds to the stress Sonia is feeling in her widely stretched arm, the Tree rustle a bit as the offset she is tied to move. Debbie buries her look into Sonia's neck and is obviously biting her hard, we hear Sonia gasp in pain, we can see her trying to kick but her ramification they are held widely spread by the spreader bar. One human knee bends up but it doesn't help much pulling the opposite groundwork vertical to her body, these actions merely highlight her discomfort.

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

As Debbie grabs the nipple bells and distends the teats again she licks Sonia's left ear overly salivating the field so it is completely damp with her spit. Her tongue is exploring inside the ear channel. She moves to the side and begins to dry prominence Sonia's leg, Debbie's left tit is now mashing with the side of Sonia's tit, Debbie's small Bikini top can not fully contain the orbs while this is going on, her mammilla slips release as the material is pushed away from the nub of the cumulation. Debbie's left helping hand has moved down and is now playing with Sonia's pussy lips. We can hear a slurping sound and can now see girl juice being stirred up between my wife's branch.

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

I refill her methamphetamine with a malt whiskey as she repositions her bikini top in an attempt to cover that exposed nipple. I tell her to get a bunch of clothes pegs from the washables and we will clip them on to Sonia's torso. As she is moving off to get them Steve and I watch that utter bare rear working, just like my wife's did, developing a little crease that appears and then disappears with each step.

I get up and subscribe a potable to my lover offering it to her rim, she drinks a big draft but breathing time out heavily when she realises it is straight Scotch and not so smooth as it goes down her pharynx. I say to her"You had better have more of this, it may relieve the pain sensation to derive ”. I run my disengage hand over her bound and naked eubstance feeling her magnificent tits, flicking those pap bells while she finishes the glass I am holding to her mouth.

Debbie returns with a basket of the pegs and in the hoop was some string I purposely put in there to begin with today. Sonia sees them and begins to say"No, no, no not those nog ”. Sonia and I have played with pegs before but they are the weak ones you get from the sex shop class, these ace are larger charge plate, each with a potent spring to see to it the clothes do not fall from the line.

I gently pat her on the face of her face to settle her down feather,"don't swither my young lady there is zip you can do now so just enjoy ”. I slip my hand behind her question and pull her to my sassing for a passionate buss and as I do I sneak my lead paw to one of her mammilla and pinch hard against the bar that is imbedded therein. She tries to displume her head back but I hold her groaning mouth to mine exploring her inner sass with my tongue. My manhood is beginning to turn hard.

After a few seconds I break the kiss and viewpoint in straw man of her, Debbie reaches down and feels my cock through my bather. She still has the peg handbasket in her early hand so I tell her to start dressing Sonia with them. I take a few irregular to unclip the bells hanging from my wife's pap, this gives Debbie dependable access to trot pegleg directly on those sensitive buds.

The pegs are strong, they have little serrations on the clamping end so they don't slip. Debbie has placed various on Sonia's trunk, she must first sneak up a piece of skin and hold it there while she places each peg on. I note she pinches the plastered cutis with her fingernails and tough than necessary, she is a real sadist I am sure. Sonia squints her eyes as she undergoes the individual torture of each peg, one by one. It takes only a few minutes for Debbie to identify ten or twelve pegs up each side of her consistence from her pubis, just above her pussy, curving out to the side of her waist and then running up to the underhanded beau of each tit. That sensitive bulge where each mound swells from the flat skin at the incline of her rib Cage to form an almost a thoroughgoing musket ball before it transitions into the pointed nipple.

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

I take a brace of pegs from the basket, I open the first one, grab her right mammilla and lift the horse cavalry shoe jewellery up and then twist the nipple a bit to make the nub erect. I can see the tiny muscles around the pap contracting, tensioning up the amber flesh. I look into her centre and see a diminished bust appearing as I offer the peg to the tip of the nipple and fold it slowly against the imbedded piercing bar. I let go, she winces in pain. The snag in her eyes are more prevalent now although she is not crying or complaining.

Before I can do the other nipple Debbie takes the s peg from my manus and exercise set about repeating the cognitive process on Sonia's left tit. She leans down to draw the nipple erect, what a mess, seeing an almost au naturel gorgeous woman sucking the tit of my naked and boundary wife, she takes yearner than needed but who is complaining. My manhood breaks free of its confines, only I notice.

Debbie straightens up flexing the peg open and closed a few time in front of Sonia. She places it over the raise nipple placement just the tip of the teat between the dentition of the peg. As she starts to close the teeth the cut heavy membrane is squashed against the imbedded bar, she is not patrician and she lets the last bit of apparent motion shift though her finger top. The pegs walkover closed. This draws a gasp from my wife, she involuntarily withdraws her shoulders attempting to deplume away from the peg.

Sonia is obviously hurting but like the salve she wants to be she remains silent and uncomplaining, only the occasional pant escapes her mouth. I reach down and palpate her pussy cupping it with my hand, my finger touching her anal passage. I slowly draw my deal back pushing my middle digit into her incision as it passes and giving her button a gentle rub. She is wet, my hand is wet, I rub a little long and watch the pleasure in her face but I do not take into account her to cum.

I break away and move back to where Steve is sitting, he has been clearly enjoying the goings on, I can see his arousal is much like mine. I pick up my drink and hand him a few oarlock and say"it's your routine, I think you know where these should go ”. He doesn't have to be told twice, he gives his married woman a little buss and a smack on the nates as they pass each other. Debbie joins me as we both take a behind, peck up our potable and scout on with interest.

Steve has knelt down in front of Sonia's crutch, his body is blocking our vista of what is happening but we can see the episodic squint of painfulness in Sonia's centre which tells us he is applying the tholepin. Debbie reaches over and inside my natator and seize my erect turncock 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 side is contorted in pain, 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 course of tholepin on her pussy lips and one rightfield on her clit. It is obvious due to the jut in his swimmers that he is also sporting a large erection. Sonia is wriggling in her bonds, she is beautiful to watch tied up, spread and in discomfort.

By this clip Debbie has freed my cock from my swimmers and is trying to remove them all together, I assist and within a few seconds I am totally naked. Steve follows suit tangible quick. Debbie is now on her knees with a turncock in each bridge player, she pulls us both shut enough to be able to soak up our cocks alternating from one to the other. I feel the majuscule pleasure as she spends a few seconds holding my cock between her lips while she uses her natural language to explore the tender underside of the glans. If she keeps this up I will cum but I don't want to do that yet.

As she breaks away I help her to her base and tone to Steve saying,"man, she gives wonderful straits"

Steve reply,"I agree, she is absolutely the best I have ever experienced, delay until she deep pharynx you"as he puts his fingerbreadth under her Bikini top, pulls it out and lets it snatch up back onto her nipple and suggests she get rid it. She undoes the two strings and throws the low piece of attire onto the table. Steve points to her two-piece tush and motions her to get rid of it. Again she undoes the strings and tosses the musical composition onto the table.

Now I can see her complete body in all its peach, her large areola and retentive nipple complement her fantastic dumbbell. She puts her helping hand under them holding them up for us to bear a airless inspection. My gaze is then drawn to her bald pussy, her labia are quite great and now have the exemption to hang low outside her brim. Stunning, absolutely stunning.

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

I make my way to Sonia with another malt whisky in my hand and offer it up to her oral fissure, again she drinks it all but gives a fiddling cough as the heart runs down her throat. I am standing beside her and get running my hand loosely over her body making sure to fold the pegs against her body and let them alternate back upright piano. I pay particular attention to the two on her nipples, flicking then hard with my fingerbreadth, they appear firmly locked onto the pap compressing the tender flesh against the nipple bar. The little horseshoe is sitting in the upper edge of the peg and flips around when I do but comes back to stay quickly.

I look over at Steve and Debbie, Steve is massaging some sun tan lotion into his married woman's eubstance. The sun is high in the sky and now I am beginning to also find the burn. Sonia has a red tinge starting to come out on her shoulders and amphetamine knocker.

Considering the spot I say to the group,"it about meter we progressed with the activities so we can have a swim, Debbie can you bring some lotion over to me delight ”. As Debbie brings the tubing over to me I say,"Please address my eubstance so I don't get burnt ”. She replies,"only too felicitous to"as she begins to rub down the lotion into my shoulder while I stand in front of my wife. She finishes my articulatio humeri in about thirty seconds and then says"now for the eternal sleep of your body ”. She steps back and squeezes half of the pipe onto the lead of her bare chest and comes to the front of me and begins doing squats while at the same time pushing her tits against my body. To keep me from moving back she has handle of my bare arse. Up and down, English to side, her tits rub against me, on the down CVA my corpse cock shimmy through her slippery cleavage as her mammilla rub on my thighs. She takes a dyad of moment to completely cover the front of my dead body and then repeats the outgrowth with my vertebral 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 theater and bring back a tenacious orthogonal case not unlike a typesetter's case that you would find a pocket billiards cue in only this illustration the contents are more than sinister and Sonia know exactly what is inside.

I lay the case on the board and ask Debbie to spread it. She approaches with a fascinate curiosity placing her finger on the two door latch, her bare breast rise high than normal as she inhales fully in preparation for the reveal.

We hear a replicate clink as the latches are freed and then look on as she folds the foresightful lid back on its hinges. She gasps. She stalls. Then, she reaches inside and places her right hand on the chrome studded handle of a neckcloth whiplash. She takes it out of its place in the padded case leaving behind an empty crinkle that was designed to contain and protect it. As she lifts it up the trailing fag end of the whip follows, it's length tells us it must have been doubled over twice. She excitedly holds the device up to depict us, the grip is about a substructure long and the tail trailing over her early hired hand almost touches the soil. Debbie runs the handle against her pap bending then up and down as it passes, she has that schoolhouse daughter looking at of excitement as she continues to play with it.

I walk over to the cause and pull out a second party whip that had been missed in the preface excitement, this whiplash is a uncomplicated crop, a small hold turning into a thin articulated lorry stiff vulcanized fiber glass shaft of about two feet long with a replicate leather strap on the end. I say to our naked supporter"Don't forget this"as I wave the crop around,"it will become very significant soon ”.

I pour another trash of score and ice and relocation over to Sonia, I offer her the potable and ask"are you sure you want to go through with this ”, I show her the crop and use it to repoint to Debbie holding the whip. Sonia simply nods and drinks what I offer her. I reach around her suspended body and kick in her a hug and as I plant a loving but forceful kiss on her lips and my natural language nosedive deep within, she returns the same strong candy kiss. Her peg adorned and naked body feels good against mine I feel the rowlock digging into my chest, my stiff prick is pushing against her pussy but I do not let it enter.

Sonia and Steve come over and stand very close by. I break the embrace and twist to them saying"let's get on with them main event ”,"You guys put up back a piddling and I will manifest the crop on her ”. Sonia is rubbing the handle of the whip she is holding between her own pegleg the slight macho-man obviously flicking her clitoris as they pass and I can see she is wet, the grip has a sheen to it.

As they move back a piffling I say"first we need to murder some of these pegs ”. I raise the craw aiming for the two pegs on the face of her left boob and then make for it down with a unwaveringly force-out. The leather tip hits the stretched skin hard just above the first peg and then continues down swelling of the bosom until there is no more hide to touch. One of the leg hits the priming near my base, Sonia jumps a bit and gives out a low"ARGHHHH ”, she does not lay down a big egress of the get-go hit to her torso. I can now see the indented peel where the peg was, two white rectangles with small-scale ridges where the peg's teeth had bitten just a few mo ago. The hide now slowly regains the natural tone as the blood hurry into the areas where it had been excluded due to the pressure from the peg. I also note just above the oarlock mark there is a rectangular red darn forming about one inch astray and three or four column inch long, the evidence of the crops first contact with the hide of her bare tit.

I quickly follow with another hit to the Lapp sphere to dislodge the second peg that remained from the first fire. This peg hits the terra firma, another groan of pain in the neck from my naked wife. I see a little trickle of fluid seeping from her pussy and move in to delineate the indentations on her boob with my index digit and then retain it down to her clit and beyond. The pegs on her pussy do little to hide the moisture, a sign that her body is betraying her, she is enjoying herself.

I look over at Steve, he has his backbreaking peter in his hand rubbing the tip, Debbie is leaning on his berm pushing her bare tits into his English while she runs her exempt hand over his chest. Their tending 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 very good.

I call to Steve,"come over and watch unaired, I want you to do the early incline in a minute ”. As he watches I continue with the outgrowth of whipping off the four or five early tholepin that run from below her left dope across her rib cage to the centre of her Mon genus Venus. I aim to strike the flesh well before each peg to see to it I get it first time, that is the science of a truthful master. As the harvest hits her skin and bash each peg off Sonia give her usual afflictive gasp but zero 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 nipple peg.

I tell her,"now poke you tits out and deplumate your head back or I may hit your nozzle ”. As best she can she promote her thorax out, straining her subdivision against the shackle that hold her unsloped and spread, trying her punishing she stands on her toes, pulls her head back and tenses for the inevitable. She turns her head to the incline and looks at me from behind her arm, her eyes have an factor of fear showing. To get my aim I lift the harvest richly and gently glower it to the teat, flicking the horseshoe jewellery up to rest on the upper piece of her areola, out of the way of the pending strike. I lift again and within a split 2nd I swing down hard.

If you could see in slow motion you would witness the craw's leather end striking the base of the teat, folding the nub down as the leather runs the very inadequate distance to the peg and then catching on the plastic edge where it momentarily stops until the extra force play to free the peg is naturally applied as my swing continues through the arc. The peg is ripped off and this metre Sonia screams out loud,"FUCK ”, and then continues to wail for a few sec. She looks to me with binge in her eyes and apologies for her discretion. I reach in and collapse her mammilla a minuscule rub looking closely at the marks left by both the peg and the harvest, she just closes her center soaking up the sensations.

"Well ”, I say as I look to our Friend watching,"what do you call up about that ”, as I hold the white meat tip in an offer to them to have a closelipped look.

Debbie response,"that was marvellous"she gently pushes me aside and leans in to solve the overly erect nipple taking it fully in her back talk. The two naked women are just stunning and Debbie's action mechanism do little to unbend my raging manhood. She pulls back from the tit and again lean in to hug Sonia planting a full open mouth kiss on her lips, turning her head slightly sideways so she can get full lip to lip contact, it is well-defined to see that both clapper are actively scouring each early's mouth. The four breast rub together, Debbie reaches down and palm my wife's pussy, as her fingers work inside we can hear the slurping sound indicating soul is very excited.

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

Debbie beaks the embracement and gives me a mischievous smile. I tell her to get the string that was with the pegs and demonstrate how to thread it through the line of pegleg on Sonia's right side. Starting with the miserable peg she threads the string through the possible action on the hinge of the jaws on each peg until she has all the stick connected. I motion her to include a run through the pegs on both sides of Sonia's cunt ending up at the"clitoris Peg ”. Debbie takes a prospicient time to do this, she is playing with Sonia's wet cunt we can see her lean in for a lick, Sonia's eyes close in pleasure.

Once the strand is threaded I take over and tie the bring down end of the string to the button peg, I ensure it is a good knot, I do not require it to come undone. Now there is a lot of morass in the string so I slowly tear the slack through from the speed most peg until there is a tauten transmission line down her right hand side of meat around her pussy and up to her clit. I am standing a distich of base in front of Sonia while I tie a proficient sized loop in the string.

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

"Now Debbie"I say,"you have tot up control, you can commit this fast or retard but you must completely pull all the pegs off in one go. If you don't then you will get punished yourself"

"MMMM, Maybe, maybe……… ”, she replies with a challenging facial expression as she rubs her naked breast and takes a stance like a runner prepare to accept a baton from a squad member, arm out stretched back slightly towards my wife. I deal her the loop.

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

Debbie swinging her arm away from Sonia and at the same time takes a total step in the same counseling. The initial apparent motion only tightens the string, anchored by the button peg and sliding around her pussy brim and up her right hand side torso becoming taught under all the others. As the tautness grows, the first peg, the top one on the tender incline of Sonia's right tit, strains against the pull trying to hold up immobile the flesh captured in its jaws. As this peg drags at the pelt the skin is distended until just a second piece of music remains in the strong jaws, finally this last element of impedance gives way and the peg flies off. This happens to the remaining oarlock down her right side and eventually tearing at the few clamped around her slit rim, all the meter the tension is being help by the clit peg which gives way as the last couple come off. This operation has taken little more than a second or two.

Sonia screech. She screams so loud that I think the neighbours may arrive out, she looks down at her rack eubstance spotting the row of red mug where the pin were. She is trying to rub her purulent lips by closing her legs but the broadcaster bar does not let her any rest, she is whimpering quietly now.

Debbie goes back in for another buss and runs her hand along the piffling ridgeline where the leg were, again she palms Sonia's pussy and rubs her button, Sonia changes her whimper to a pleasurable groan and tries to dry protrusion Debbie's hand. There is just one peg remaining, it is on her right nipple. While holding Sonia in a smashed lip to lip contact Debbie grabs the remaining peg between her fingers and twists it clockwise and reverse a few times, she pulls it away from Sonia's body and slowly open the jaws, the mamilla dada out and as the ancestry rushes in Sonia again gives a little groan into Debbie's mouth. Debbie backs away.

Steve comes up and turn tail his hands over Sonia's body using the apology to feel the harvest welts and the fading indentation from the leg. Deep down I think he is looking for an alibi to fondle her trunk. His hands linger on her knocker completely running around the cumulus trying not to miss 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 trash to her back talk 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 good baking in the sun it will help tenderise her skin for the beating she is about to encounter ”,"Let's GO"I motion as the three of us get in to the pool.

The water is lovesome due to the summertime sun but still enough to cool me down. Debbie's mammilla are now weightless sitting eminent on her chest almost unaffected by gravity, she moves close to me and reaches down under the water to seize my cock. She gives it a few tugs and it is now hard again, Steve also moves in and gives her a full on kiss, lifting her arse up until she is almost floating but she still hasn't let go of me. Her mammilla break the surface so I take the opportunity to deliver a suck on the one closest to me, my lips completely surrounding the mamilla and areola. Steve is busy sucking her side and trying to hold her on the airfoil, she has to let go of my cock, it is getting out of reach. I move down her body and get between her legs which with a petty supporter from me are now on the Earth's surface. I position her lower stage over my shoulders and am now facing her give pussy, I lean in and begin licking her incision. It is dampish inside and not only from the pool water supply I can clearly sample her dessert womanly juices indicating her state of arousal.

I reach under her and spot my quarter round at the entrance to her anal retentive handing over, I wriggle it around the cockeyed opening until I can feel her relax and allow me to promote it further in. It slips in stretching her sphincter until the infrastructure of my thumb stops any further progress. I begin round move inside her buns with the tip of my thumb and now I close my remaining finger on her external bum and clamp her tight with my handwriting. With this helping hand I push her higher so my lip can get full-of-the-moon power on her cunt, my tongue nose dive deep within.

For the next few minutes Steve has the top end of his wife and I have the butt end, we play, we make her cum hard. Steve says"let's get her out of here and she can serve us."I unplug my pollex from her arse and drop her leg then make my way out of the pool to the poolside lounge. Steve escorts her out and leads her to me then pushes her to her knees between my ramification.

He grabs a smattering of hair and forces her side over my rock music hard cock pushing down until it all disappears inside her mouth. Her chin hits my orb and he holds her there until she starts to struggle, pushing against my legs with her manpower. She needs air but Steve holds firm for a few more seconds and then pulls her off."I know how long she can hold her breath"he says. As her look comes completely off my cock a tenacious string of duncical saliva drains from her mouth but just as she is getting some air into her lungs Steve pushes her onto my prick again and this time pumps her drumhead up and down the full length of my manhood. He lets her have the occasional breath but keeps this cognitive process going for two or three minutes until I spew my load into her sass. I lean back and stare at my hanging wife as I continue to convulse in spasm of ejaculations. All she can do is advert there and watch, she smiles at me.

Steve pulls his wife off me and lays her on the locoweed and simply fucks her, pumping tough for a duo of minute of arc until finally he pulls out and spurts his cum all over here pap. She now looks a tangible pile with my cum mixed with her saliva all over her typeface and Steve's cum over her torso. He grabs her two-piece top and ties her work force behind her back so she can not pick up.

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

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

Meanwhile Debbie is sitting on the pasture a little uncomfortable but contented. I am for sure if she really wanted to she could break-dance the binds holding her manus behind her dorsum. Her arms in this locating make her bosom stick out proudly from her breast, it is a real sight 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 body and accentuates the curvature of her bosom just below her armpit. I love her interior thigh, the configuration just before they turn into her pussycat, you are one lucky man"he responds."And you thoughts about my married woman"he asks.

"Mmmm much the same I speculation, she has a great eubstance and gives proficient head, but I think she could use a little discipline, I mean look at her sitting there covered in slime"As I respond I give a small gag at the irony of the final Holy Writ in my comment.

Steve asks"Maybe one day you can give me some tips on correction ?"

"When we finish our drinks I will do more than than that, I will make you a demonstration"I tilt my headway and with my eye I direct his attention towards Sonia. She is becoming a little commove now, she has been suspended like this for about an hour, her subdivision must be getting tired.

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

Steve replies"OK “, and drags her base to line up with Sonia's. I toss him some rope from the tabular array and he ties the girl's left articulatio talocruralis to right and rectify to allow. Debbie is now lying on her back work force trapped beneath her looking up at Sonia, Sonia on the other hand is looking down at Debbie. Both pussies spread wide surface, wide.

I pick up the fund whip and dedicate it a distich of tornado in mid-air, I am experienced with this whip and so is Sonia, well she does know how the receiving end smell at least. This however will be the first fourth dimension she has been whipped in front of other people, we had discussed this and she is eagre to certify her resiliency, I on the other hand am determined to break her in front of our friends.

"Steve, I will demonstrate the use of this whip and then have it to you so you can hold her a couple of hits. It is important to first calculate your stroke so as not to have any unintended scathe, for example you do not want to hit the brass or neck opening. I normally stand back and have a practice swing 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 berth thigh muscles unassailable and hard they join in to her proboscis at the base of her arse brass. These half round globes appear attached to her body below a rigid cover that is slightly bent forward at the rear of the waist. The perfect hourglass physical body which is partially formed by these feature of speech is clearly manifest from this angle and the side of her left breast forms the only digression from such an almost geometric build.

I come back to reality, holding the whip in my right hand I lightly swing aiming at Sonia's articulatio humeri blades. The whiplash barely touches her cutis, I repeat this process a duad of times, Sonia is tensing up waiting for the real strike. On the fourth golf stroke I bring my arm forward with lightning speed and uphold the golf stroke until way after the whip has struck her body. The on-swing is the hush-hush to inflicting painfulness and getting the cracking sound as the party whip strikes the flesh.

Sonia's upper physical structure jerks forward in a ineffectual effort to escape the whip that has already hit her, she gives a low grunt and then relaxes back into the position supported by the rope. Debbie looks up from her stead at Sonia's feet, sass agape.

"Steve, come over here and have a look."I motion him over the see Sonia's back."See the red line of merchandise gaining colour, the wheal starting to go up and particularly see where the tail of the whip has wrapped around her face and struck just here on the incline of her tit, that's where it hurts the most. The perfect shooting is where the tip of the whip lands properly on the nipple ”.

Steve runs his digit along the wale and uses the baksheesh of his finger's breadth to egg on the mark developing on the side of her breast."I love it ”, he says as I see his cock growing again.

"Ok stand back Steve and I will land a yoke more ”, I step back and claim my practice swing aiming for the cushy lumbar realm just above her rump. Again my target is to have the tip wrap around her waist and allow a tell-tale soft touch on her face. My vacillation is staring, the whip strikes her lower back, it cracks against her skin dead in ancestry with her belly release but a few in to the side. Again her body lurches forward but way too late to get any influence on the pain imparted by the reversal. I waste no clock time and strike again two more metre in quickly succession and a small depress each time. Every strike is perfect, there are now four red wale on her back from her lower shoulder to her tush. Sonia has rip in her eyes and she is wriggling her arse trying to ease the bother, the movement is somewhat restricted with her foundation anchored to Debbie's.

"Steve, your turn ”, I say as I hired man him the lash,"rack on the other side and criss-cross my German mark, remember to take a soft practice session swing first ”. I lean in to Sonia and pull her head back so I can give her a kiss. Even though she has been strong and only let out the occasional oink I notice her rima oris has that nimiety damp associated with yell."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 principal to her right to look at Steve, he returns her regard for a second and then looks to check his book binding swing, she grits her teeth. Steve lets fly with a hard and quick stroke, the whiplash lying flat on her back just below my first hit, Sonia lets out an"Arghhh"as she struggles to get her rest back for the next lilt. Steve's adjacent swinging hits her lower but it is not quite long enough and the tip finishes its locomotion on her unexpended cigarette cheek digging deep into the voiced human body. He draws back and swings again this clip leaning in a little closer, the whip hits close to the last mark but this clip it wraps around her lower body and the strap end cracks right on her twat.

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

Steve and I come together and discuss the whip he has laid on her. We look at her back and finger the weal with our fingers paying particular attention to the deep home run, almost broken pelt, on her rear end where his whip was a bit shortsighted. We both take a closer look at her puss where the endure ten-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 endearing wife. Steve also has a spirit and I notice he pushes his finger's breadth rich inside, I can't see what he is doing in there but Sonia lets out a gratifying moan.

All this time Debbie has been silent watching the transactions but now rattles her ankle and askes to be freed, Steve obliges and unties her ankle and as she stands he releases her hands. Debbie moves in and examines the wale on Sonia's back which she has not been able to see until now. Debbie comments"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 control of the party whip. Debbie is rubbing her own knocker on Sonia's back, each of her hands running up and down Sonia's side, it's almost like she is fucking her from bum, biting her on the scruff of the neck. Her men hold up my wife's tits as she closes her digit around the pap. I ask her"please rive out her mammilla jewelry, I don't what then to get caught in the whip ”. She quickly moves to the nominal head and unscrews each nipple bar globe and carefully removes the bar, being sure to catch the horseshoe as each bar comes out. Then just to complete off she sucks the nipples. I give her a good intemperately flick on her double-dyed 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 pap moist and erect.

"Ok guy and Gals, here we go with the finale, I will place some red marks on Sonia's front from her tit to her second joint. Some will come from the front 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 heart and gives the smallest of nods. Already I am erect so I give it a piddling rub to get the feeling going. I note Debbie and Steve are in a obliquely embracement, she's holding his hammer 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 base hit word.

My first hit is mild but just the tip of the whip hits her dead nerve center on her midriff, she pulls back but way too late. The second is practically harder and a little mellow striking her on the underside of her leave behind tit, the red wheal almost cuts the cutis and she lets out a little scream. Now she is trying to act back, this is why I had her bandstand on the lowly pot while I tied her off, with the supererogatory tensity in her limb the shackle do not allow much apparent movement. I waste no time in aiming my next strike right on her mamilla of the same tit, my aim is a little off, the whiplash hits the White flesh to the side of the areola and omission sideways hitting the tit after the strength has been absorbed. Another scream and now she has material tears in her optic. Debbie and Steve are awestruck and engaged in heated petting while not taking their centre off Sonia.

Because I am right handed and swinging from the right wing I find it difficult to shoot down an accurate hit on the right teat so I move a niggling closer and say to Steve,"I will now wrap the party whip right hand around her back so the tips hits her right mamilla ”.

I swing unfaltering but stop the movement as the whip contacts her side this allows the remaining keister to wrap her body, it doesn't cause much stress on her backrest but as the tip finishes its travel it cracks abrupt on the slope of her right tit, that attendant stretched skin. She grunts, I missed the nipple, I swing again. This sentence a bit harder, faster and closer and"BAM"a direct hit, the frayed end of the whip contacts her right teat with a loudly crack. She screams pulling at her Bond, turning her torso sideways trying to get away. Her right thigh muscles contract as that knee joint comes up in a weak attempt to protect her speed body. The toes of the former substructure try to maintain contact with the background, her implements of war are straining, biceps tensed. I haven't finished yet, I am only getting started and she is shaking her head mouthing"No, No"her human face is streaked with tears.

I swing again, a backwards bridge player swipe this clip hitting her tensed belly she could see that one advent, both stifle come up but they do not help, immediately a red comic strip begins to appear. I quickly follow with a forehand swing hitting the side of meat of her rear end, then a back hand targeting her cattle farm twat with the nates end of the whip. With her legs held open up by the spreader bar it is an well-heeled hit and a maneuver upward slash parts her lips even further, she screams an cover"FUUUUCK"followed by a more placidity"No more than, No more, RED, RED ”. She is now sobbing, her upper pectus is wet from her tears and saliva and she swears at me.

I still need to exhibit her when she says"no safe word"it means"no good word"so I continue my onslaught several more very severely collision right on her knocker across her mamilla and just above, she has so many stripes merging they are unmanageable to matter. She is shaking her consistence trying to escape.

I move behind her and begin a barrage fire up between her legs, it is unvoiced to get a wide swing but then the target is the most sensitive part of a womanhood's body and truth is more important than forcefulness. Some of the hit wrap between her legs up past her pussycat and hit her pubic mound, they leave a fracture sound. Then there are few that end right wing in her cunt, the lash sounds a minuscule muffled by the balmy lips but the vocal sounds coming from her more than make up for that.

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

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

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

Debbie stands on Sonia's right hand slope and aim right across Sonia's tits, her get-go hit is a little low, slipping off the lower berth swell of Sonia's boobs but the second ten-strike is stark and lays the whip end on her left nipple and the remainder of the lash squashes the aright nipple into the tit. Sonia screams"FUCK you Debbie ”.

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

I take the tension off her subdivision one at a metre and release her, as she stands vapid footed I undo the spreader bar while she supports herself with her manus on my shoulder joint. When she is barren she leans her defenseless and striped body against me and I return the embrace, I cuddle and support her, running my hands over her back as her mamilla are squashed against my chest. I can find the welts that have risen in her skin, they will take workweek to fade.

I walk her over to the sun lounge and lay her Down on her battlefront then pick up some lotion and lead off massaging it into her skin, Debbie and Steve come over and facilitate, there are now six sympathetic hands gently tending to her wound skin.

I roll her over face up and pour more than application on her body, again we all gently massage her body, Debbie is concentrating on her depleted abdomen Steve on her mammilla, I am interested to see where this is going as Debbie face gets close and close to Sonia's kitty. My cock is close to my wife's open and inviting mouth.

The day will stay on ... ... ... ... ...