We have been planning the backyard BBQ for some fourth dimension now, Sonia, my wife and I had invited another twain Steve and Debbie over to our theatre. Our thou has several mature tree diagram surrounding a medium sized pool, the trees and an eight foot luxuriously fence give a reasonable spirit level of privacy from prying eyes. The midsummer weather condition was hot, the midday sun was gamey 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 actual reason we were here.

You see my wife is my slave, she likes it that way and has been devoted to me for More than ten years. She is 30, she is an exhibitionist, she is a pain slut and a shag jade. While we often play with our ***********ion of party whip in common soldier she has this fantasy of being naked and whipped in public. We pre-warned our invitee that today they were to be given a show of her tangible veneration to me. This habit be the starting time fourth dimension they have seen her raw, we went camping together a few month back and during that three day head trip my wife was often naked and fully exposed in the open. While her dress standard today was no unlike, nude that is, her intervention may well be a new experience for our guests.

Sonia and I talked about this day, she was tidal bore to be the only one naked, she wants to depict Steve and Debbie how strong she is. So, as I said before, she is naked well almost naked, she is wearing her salve dog collar, diffuse but strong leather manacle on each wrist and on her feet she has her calamitous leather, almost knee eminent, stiletto boots. The boots lace up from ankle to knee over the front shaft, the strong inkiness corduroy is wrapped from side to side around shiny chrome clipping. The bang have no lingua and even the meanness of the lacing can not bring the sides fully together, a vertical bloodline of bare pelt is just visible. The boot's six inch high sharp bounder make it difficult for her to walk on the soft pasture. She must go along most of her weight on her toes so the heels do not dig into the earth. This makes every visible heftiness in her stage tense up as she walks in the yard, the inside of her thigh pay court to the gym work she does on a daily basis. Her consistency is toned like this all over, she takes great pridefulness in maintaining herself in top stipulation.

Her outer pussy rim are well pronounced, beautifully rounded from the internal labia minora completing the contoured transition to the interior thigh without a single flaw, just perfect. Her clitoral hood is clearly visible where these lips merge, I think I can even see the inured nub starting to protrude from under the toughie, it will be like that most of the fourth dimension she is naked in front of us. This is her desire.

As she dutifully carries out the project of a hostess, offering Malva sylvestris, crackers and crapulence, her brilliant breasts sit unmoving in high spirits on her bureau. She measures 36 inches across the nipples with not one once of fat on her back, it is all firm, hard, troll tit, so firm there is absolutely no sag. Her teat are long, they are pierced, she has a horseshoe adornment hanging from a black 14 gauge nipple bar. The horseshoes are rattling as they allow the flexibility to add a across-the-board range of weighting, rings or cosmic string to each teat, in fact almost anything goes, it is only limited by your imagination. Right now she has little bells hanging from each horseshoe, they give a little doggerel as she moves.

Our invitee are in their early thirty-something like us, they are all right specimens of the homo raceway. He is athletic, grandiloquent and firm with well-tanned skin. Debbie is just the expert eye candy, full figured blonde with long wooden leg. She is wearing a light summer dress that push down the front to just below her crutch when she walks I get a coup d'oeil of her upper thigh as the dress opens up. Of the ten clitoris on the front of the dress only the four or five lower single hold it closed. Her plentiful bosom has formed a deep cleavage which is clearly visible as the unbutton frock strains to contain the large melon vine. Debbie knows she is displaying her body, in fact I note she has undone a push or two more than since she arrived.

Sonia now stands naked in movement of Debbie, she has a swallow in each mitt, she offers Debbie the drink that she had requested. Sonia stands still and soundless as all hard worker should. Debbie initially ignores the offer of the boozing and looks over Sonia's naked body, up and down her front line and peering around her berm to see the straightness of her back and the curve of her buns. Debbie lifts one of the nipple bell shape with a couple of fingers, gives it a blue but firm tug distending the mamilla until the sides around the fix turn a pale white. She lets it spring back, it gives a little doggerel verse. Sonia barely flinched, she remained motionless. Debbie runs her exponent finger's long, manicured nail from Sonia's shoulder to the like nipple, tracing over the top of her business firm knocker and then around the nipple. It forms a shrill indent which leaves a faint Gospel According to Mark that disappears almost as quickly as it was produced. She leans in and with a wet lingua licks the side of Debbie's face from her jawline to her eyes. There is no pain in any of this only a confirmation of who the slave is and who is not. Sonia still has not moved a muscleman.

Debbie takes the drink with her left helping hand and gives Sonia a little tap on her rear sending her off to discharge her drinking round. Debbie is demonstrating that she knows more about the character of a dominating mistress 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 discharge to do whatever he likes with Sonia. He takes the beer in his lead handwriting and then flow his complimentary hand over her tits, fingering the Vanessa Bell as he goes. His mitt can not completely enclose even one of the huge pitcher's mound so he hands the beer to me. With his newly freed helping hand he now has more options.

Applying a slight force to spread her tits he pushes his remaining hand up into her cleavage, the back of the deal rubbing heavily against her right tit while the palm molding around the glob conformation of her other. Imagine what this would be if she was wearing a besotted bra. He then stead his right handwriting grasping the contrary English of this cumulus of anatomy, his quarter round group meeting under her mamilla. He squeezes tight between both hands and rotates it a few level left and then right and bends the tip up, he then pulls her toward him. As the bells touch his shirt he kisses her full moon on the mouth, she responds exploring his sassing with her knife. He lets go of her tit and moves his hands to her back, he squashes her body tight against his as the passionate osculation continues.

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

Steve takes his beer back and we all three stand around discussing Sonia. I suggest it would be a good fourth dimension to get more comfortable ourselves and foray down to our natator. Without disinclination Steve and I remove our outer garments and throw them on a plain chair. We are in tight speedos, Steve's parcel is obviously coming down from a balmy erection, the elastic band Spandex character fabric clearly shows the outline of his outsize humanity. Debbie points it out and playfully seize a smattering which does nothing to serve it returning to normal.

Debbie has her attire unbuttoned and lets it slip off her shoulders, as it falls to the land in a silken pile my eyes almost pop out. She is standing there in a twine bikini and by"train"I mean"cosmic string ”. There are only three meagre elongated triangles of white satin that are held together by semitransparent plastic strand. The triangles are all the same sizing about 1 inch at the stem and about 3 column inch long. The outfit does short to pass over her modestness.

Each of her nipples push a protrusion in their several coverings while the ring of color can be seen protruding from each side of the narrowing triangle configuration. Her boobs show an indention caused by the string straining to withstand the grievous globes. I don't need a tape measure to tell me they are in excess of my married woman's 36 Inches and for that reason they appear to let a little sag. My heart are drawn down across her flat, rock hard bay window, past her navel to the inverted triangle of her flip-flop. Although her clit may be covered the lower end of this small slice of material is being devoured by her pussycat. The turn back apex slips between the exposed lower lips before turning into string and disappearing up the fissure of her bum. Need I say more ? OH yes - not a pubic hair is visible, nor any evidence of grazing, I suggest she is totally and permanently hairless.

My humanity 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 grin, I have trouble keeping eye contact lens with this beautiful big twosome of breast sitting on her chest straining against the inadequate fabric. Steve put his hand on her articulatio humeri and runs it up behind his wife's neck opening, he pulls her into his lips and holds her there for a passionate buss. When they break he says to her"you're a real cunt aren't you ?"as he gives her a playful smack on her arse.

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

Sonia is taking a tenacious clock time inside so I go and check what she is up to. As I enter the theater she is kneeling on the trading floor just inside the door, head bent down with her outstretched custody offering me the end of her leash, the other end attached to her apprehension."Please treat me like the break one's back cunt I really want to be"she says,"humiliate me, mark my body with your whip."

I take the loosen end of the lead and pull her to her feet, I give her one in conclusion loving kiss before leading her outside.

"Look what I found inside"as I hold the ternion high gear and while standing still I pull Sonia in a pocket-sized roofy showing her off to our friends."Debbie, do you want to do the honours"I say as I pass the leash to her.

As Debbie takes the trey I motion her towards a gap between two of the trees where I already have a forget me drug hanging from each tree. The rope are laid our specifically to book her wrists high and spread when attached properly. Debbie leads Sonia to where I am standing and I point to a diminished two footstep stool sitting at my feet and secernate her to get Sonia up on the stool. Although the feces is only about 18 column inch high it is still not that sturdy on the dope but Sonia manages to get to the top and balance there in her boots. This potty is persona of my strategy which will get patent in a couple of minutes.

Now that Sonia is in position I take her result hand and attached it to one of the R-2 making indisputable the R-2 is safe on her wrist cuff and there is no slack in the rophy. While this is happening my wife's mammilla are fold to Debbie's eye level and she has hold of them assisting to help steady Sonia. I repeat the cognitive operation with the other wrist. Debbie reaches up and unclips the trinity and we stand back and look up to my married woman standing naked arms spread in the open air. Her body is glistening in the high noon sun, pocket-sized droplets of swither are forming on her upper chest as she uses her leg muscles to proceed in firm impinging with the stool.

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

Sonia gives a petty grunt as her dead body drops the few inches until her toes make link with the priming. I have been very careful to set the ropes so that once the BM is removed her weapon system will be stretched tight but she will still stimulate ground contact. This is important if she is to drop any length of fourth dimension trussed up like this.

Next I go behind the BBQ and retrieve a spreader bar, it is adjustable and has a leather strap on each end. I attached each of the ends to her boot covered mortise joint and afford the spread until she is fully exposed and struggling to keep her toes on the ground. Her mortise joint are now about three groundwork apart and I run my hand up her leg to her snatch and skid a duet of digit inside showing Debbie the ease of admittance I now have.

So with my wife now lost, naked and spread wide, Debbie takes the mite and runs her hands up and down Sonia's ribs passing the slope of her breast to her armpits and back down. She uses her long digit nails to lightly play with the exposed skin. As Debbie turns side on to us she grabs our eye physical contact and without looking away runs one mitt between Sonia's leg and consecrate her kitty-cat a expert rub.



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

I reply,"That's mulct, you play for a bit while Steve and I have a beer ”. Steve and I grab a seat and watch the girl. At this time I have a bloomer that is busting to get out of my swimmers.

Debbie turns back to Sonia who is now showing mansion of uncomfortableness, she flexes her biceps trying to get some quag in the ropes but none is available. Debbie hugs Sonia's naked organic structure around the chest of drawers, two readiness of pap crushing together, we get a in force view of Debbie's rump, two bare globes with a string emerging from the top forming the slender waste band of her bikini bottoms. As she leans in towards Sonia she takes some weight off her own metrical foot which adds to the focus Sonia is feeling in her widely stretched munition, the trees rustle a bit as the arm she is tied to move. Debbie buries her face into Sonia's neck and is obviously biting her hard, we hear Sonia gasp in painful sensation, we can see her trying to kvetch but her legs they are held widely spread by the spreader bar. One knee bends up but it doesn't help much pulling the diametric foot upright to her consistence, these actions merely highlight her discomfort.

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

As Debbie grabs the nipple Vanessa Stephen and distends the tit again she licks Sonia's left ear overly salivating the sphere so it is completely moist with her spit. Her lingua is exploring inside the ear canal. She moves to the slope and begins to dry hump Sonia's leg, Debbie's left tit is now mashing with the position of Sonia's tit, Debbie's diminished bikini top can not fully contain the orbs while this is going on, her nipple sideslip give up as the textile is pushed away from the Centre of the mound. Debbie's left hand has moved down and is now playing with Sonia's cunt brim. We can pick up a slurping sound and can now see missy juices being stirred up between my married woman's leg.

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

I refill her chalk with a Scotch malt whisky as she repositions her bikini top in an effort to spread over that exposed mammilla. I tell her to get a clustering 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 backside working, just like my wife's did, developing a short crease that appears and then disappears with each step.

I get up and direct a drink to my fan offering it to her lips, she drinks a big draft but breather out heavily when she realises it is full-strength scotch and not so smooth as it goes down her pharynx. I say to her"You had better have more of this, it may ease the pain to come ”. I run my devoid hired man over her bound and raw organic structure feeling her magnificent tits, flicking those nipple bells while she finishes the spyglass I am holding to her mouth.

Debbie returns with a basket of the pegleg and in the basketful was some string I purposely put in there earlier today. Sonia sees them and begins to say"No, no, no not those oarlock ”. Sonia and I have played with stick before but they are the weaker ones you get from the sex shop, these ones are larger plastic, each with a potent fountain to assure the clothes do not fall from the line.

I gently pat her on the position of her side to finalise her down feather,"don't perspiration my little girl there is aught you can do now so just revel ”. I slip my hired man behind her header and tear her to my lips for a passionate kiss and as I do I sneak my go away hand to one of her tit and nobble hard against the bar that is imbedded therein. She tries to get out her forefront back but I hold her groaning oral fissure to mine exploring her inner mouth with my lingua. My manhood is beginning to get hard.

After a few arcsecond I break the kiss and standpoint in forepart of her, Debbie reaches down and feels my cock through my swimmer. She still has the peg basket in her other hand so I tell her to start dressing Sonia with them. I take a few second base to unclip the bells hanging from my wife's nipples, this gives Debbie ameliorate memory access to clip pegs verbatim on those raw buds.

The tholepin are stiff, they have little serrations on the clamping end so they don't eluding. Debbie has placed several on Sonia's trunk, she must first tweet up a opus of skin and hold it there while she places each peg on. I note she pinches the tight pelt with her fingernails and intemperate than requisite, she is a real sadist I am sure. Sonia squints her eyes as she undergoes the person torture of each peg, one by one. It takes only a few transactions for Debbie to send ten or twelve pegs up each side of her physical structure from her pubis, just above her kitty, curving out to the side of her waistline and then running up to the underarm swell of each tit. That sensitive bulge where each hillock swells from the two-dimensional tegument at the side of her rib coop to form an almost a perfect ball before it transitions into the pointed nipple.

Sonia is tranquillise, once the tholepin are clamped the pain of each pinch point settles down to barely a mild throbbing which she is comfortable with. I intend to increase her irritation level.

I take a dyad of oarlock from the basketful, I open the start one, grab her redress nipple and lift the horse skid jewellery up and then twist the nipple a bit to make the nub erect. I can see the tiny brawniness around the teat catching, tensioning up the amber bod. I look into her heart and see a small tear appearing as I offer the peg to the tip of the mamilla and close it slowly against the embed piercing bar. I let go, she winces in botheration. The binge in her eyes are more prevailing now although she is not crying or complaining.

Before I can do the former nipple Debbie takes the moment peg from my script and solidification about repeating the process on Sonia's left tit. She leans down to suck the nipple erect, what a sight, seeing an almost naked gorgeous cleaning woman sucking the tit of my naked and bound wife, she takes tenacious than needed but who is complaining. My humanity breaks free of its confines, only I notice.

Debbie straightens up flexing the peg exposed and closed a few times in social movement of Sonia. She places it over the put up teat positioning just the tip of the nipple between the teeth of the peg. As she starts to close the teeth the cut fleshy membrane is squashed against the plant bar, she is not gentle and she lets the last bit of apparent movement slip of paper though her finger tips. The rowlock crack closed. This draws a gasp from my married woman, she involuntarily withdraws her articulatio humeri attempting to pull away from the peg.

Sonia is obviously hurting but like the salve she wants to be she remains silent and uncomplaining, only the periodic gasp escapes her mouth. I reach down and feel her pussy cupping it with my hand, my fingerbreadth touching her anal passage. I slowly draw my paw back pushing my middle finger into her prick as it passes and giving her clitoris a gentle rub. She is wet, my hand is wet, I rub a little retentive and watch the pleasure in her face 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 going away on, I can see his rousing is much like mine. I pick up my drinking and hand him a few pegs and say"it's your act, I think you know where these should go ”. He doesn't have to be told twice, he gives his married woman a little kiss and a smack on the arse as they pass each other. Debbie joins me as we both take a seat, piece up our deglutition and lookout man on with interest.

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

We hear a squeal from Sonia and notice her case is contorted in infliction, 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 hand on her clitoris. It is obvious due to the bulge in his swimmers that he is also sporting a large erection. Sonia is wriggling in her Julian Bond, she is beautiful to check tied up, spread head and in discomfort.

By this time Debbie has freed my cock from my natator and is trying to withdraw them all together, I assist and within a few seconds I am totally au naturel. Steve follows suit real quick. Debbie is now on her knee joint with a cock in each hand, she pulls us both finis enough to be capable to suck our cocks alternating from one to the former. I feel the slap-up pleasance as she spends a few seconds holding my cock between her lips while she uses her natural language to research the sore 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 infantry and feeling to Steve saying,"man, she gives wonderful head"

Steve reply,"I agree, she is absolutely the best I have ever experienced, wait until she deep pharynx you"as he puts his fingerbreadth under her bikini top, pulls it out and lets it snap back onto her nipple and suggests she get rid it. She undoes the two strings and throws the diminished piece of attire onto the mesa. Steve points to her bikini bottoms and movement her to get rid of it. Again she undoes the twine and tosses the patch onto the table.

Now I can see her ended body in all its beauty, her large ring of color and foresighted nipples complement her fantastic boobs. She puts her hands under them holding them up for us to have a cheeseparing inspection. My regard is then drawn to her bald pussy, her labia are quite enceinte and now have the freedom to advert low outside her lip. Stunning, absolutely stunning.

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

I make my way to Sonia with another scotch in my hand and offer it up to her mouth, again she drinks it all but gives a little cough as the spirit runs down her throat. I am standing beside her and set out running my hand loosely over her body making sure to fold the pegs against her body and let them flip back good. I pay especial attending to the two on her tit, flicking then hard with my digit, they appear firmly locked onto the nipple compressing the tender flesh against the nipple bar. The little shoe is sitting in the amphetamine sharpness of the peg and flips around when I do but comes back to rest quickly.

I look over at Steve and Debbie, Steve is massaging some sun tan lotion into his wife's body. The sun is high-pitched in the sky and now I am beginning to also experience the burn mark. Sonia has a red tinge starting to appear on her shoulders and speed breasts.

Considering the situation I say to the grouping,"it about clock time we progressed with the activities so we can hold a swimming, Debbie can you fetch some application over to me please ”. As Debbie brings the tube over to me I say,"Please breed my body so I don't get burnt ”. She replies,"only too felicitous to"as she begins to massage the lotion into my shoulder while I stand in strawman of my wife. She finishes my shoulder joint in about thirty seconds and then says"now for the repose of your physical structure ”. She steps back and squeezes one-half of the tube onto the confidential information of her naked breasts and comes to the front of me and begins doing squat while at the same time pushing her tits against my body. To save me from moving back she has hold of my bare stern. Up and down, side to side, her tits rub against me, on the down solidus my besotted cock solecism through her tricky cleavage as her mammilla rub on my thigh. She takes a pair of minute of arc to completely cover the front line of my organic structure and then repeats the process with my dorsum. 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 mansion and bring back a foresightful rectangular case not unlike a display case that you would find a syndicate cue in only this instance the contentedness are more menacing and Sonia know exactly what is inside.

I lay the showcase on the table and ask Debbie to open it. She approaches with a trance curiosity placing her fingers on the two latches, her bare boob rise mellow than formula as she inhales fully in cookery for the reveal.

We hear a threefold click as the latches are freed and then watch as she folds the long lid back on its flexible joint. She gasps. She stalls. Then, she reaches inside and places her right manus on the chrome studded grip of a stock lash. She takes it out of its situation in the padded case leaving behind an vacuous crease that was designed to hold and protect it. As she lifts it up the trailing quarter of the party whip follows, it's length tells us it must have been doubled over twice. She excitedly holds the gimmick up to show us, the grip is about a foot long and the hindquarters trailing over her other hand almost touches the footing. Debbie runs the handle against her nipples bending then up and down as it passes, she has that shoal girl aspect of excitement as she continues to encounter with it.

I walk over to the fount and pull out a second whip that had been missed in the preceding upheaval, this whip is a simple crop, a small handle turning into a slim down semi rigid fibre glass shaft of about two understructure long with a doubled leather strap on the end. I say to our naked champion"Don't forget this"as I wave the crop around,"it will become very important soon ”.

I pour another trash of scotch and ice and movement over to Sonia, I offer her the drink and ask"are you sure you want to go through with this ”, I show her the crop and use it to point to Debbie holding the lash. Sonia simply nods and drinks what I offer her. I reach around her suspended organic structure and open her a hug and as I flora a loving but forceful candy kiss on her lips and my natural language dives deep within, she returns the same strong kiss. Her peg adorned and naked body flavor just against mine I feel the pegs digging into my chest, my unbendable cock is pushing against her pussy but I do not let it enter.

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

As they move back a piffling I say"first we need to remove some of these pegs ”. I raise the crop aiming for the two stick on the English of her allow bosom and then make for it down with a firm force play. The leather tip hits the elongate skin hard just above the first peg and then continues down swelling of the white meat until there is no more skin to contact. One of the wooden leg hits the ground near my pes, Sonia jumps a bit and gives out a low"ARGHHHH ”, she does not realise a big outcome of the start hit to her consistency. I can now see the indented skin where the peg was, two lily-white rectangles with belittled ridges where the peg's tooth had bitten just a few seconds ago. The skin now slowly regains the natural tone as the blood line bang into the areas where it had been excluded due to the force per unit area from the peg. I also note just above the wooden leg mark there is a rectangular red bandage forming about one inch panoptic and three or four inches long, the evidence of the crops start contact with the skin of her bare tit.

I quickly follow with another hit to the same area to dislodge the second peg that remained from the low gear attack. This peg hits the ground, another groan of pain in the neck from my naked married woman. I see a petty trickle of fluid seeping from her twat and move in to trace the indenture on her dummy with my index finger and then continue it down to her clit and beyond. The pegs on her slit do little to hide the wet, a preindication that her torso is betraying her, she is enjoying herself.

I look over at Steve, he has his arduous putz in his paw rubbing the tip, Debbie is leaning on his shoulder pushing her bare tits into his side while she runs her free script 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 substantial good.

I call to Steve,"come over and watch confining, I want you to do the former side in a minute ”. As he watches I continue with the outgrowth of whipping off the four or five early pegs that run from below her leftover boob across her rib cage to the center of attention of her Mon Venus. I aim to strike the flesh well before each peg to ascertain I get it first time, that is the skill of a true master key. As the craw hits her pelt and knocks each peg off Sonia give her common painful gasp but nothing more.

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

I tell her,"now poke you tits out and pull your head back or I may hit your nose ”. As best she can she pushes her breast out, straining her coat of arms against the alliance that hold her unsloped and spread, trying her unvoiced she stands on her toes, pulls her fountainhead back and tenses for the inevitable. She turns her head to the side and looks at me from behind her arm, her heart have an element of reverence showing. To get my aim I lift the harvest mellow and gently lower it to the mammilla, flicking the shoe jewellery up to reside on the pep pill part of her areola, out of the way of the pending strike. I lift again and within a split arcsecond I swing down hard.

If you could see in slow motion you would witness the crop's leather end striking the al-Qaeda of the nipple, folding the nub down as the leather runs the very short aloofness to the peg and then catching on the plastic edge where it momentarily stops until the extra force to shift the peg is naturally applied as my swing continues through the arc. The peg is ripped off and this time Sonia screams out tacky,"FUCK ”, and then continues to wail for a few seconds. She looks to me with tears in her eyes and excuse for her discretion. I reach in and present her tit a petty rub looking closely at the soft touch left by both the peg and the crop, she just closes her oculus soaking up the sensations.

"Well ”, I say as I look to our Quaker watching,"what do you retrieve about that ”, as I hold the breast tip in an go to them to cause a closer look.

Debbie replies,"that was grand"she gently pushes me aside and leans in to lick the too erect pap taking it fully in her mouth. The two raw women are just sensational and Debbie's activity do little to relax my raging humanness. She pulls back from the teat and again leans in to hug Sonia planting a full opened sass buss on her back talk, turning her head slightly sideways so she can get wide-cut lip to lip contact, it is absolved to see that both tongues are actively scouring each early's mouthpiece. The four tits rub together, Debbie reaches down and palms my married woman's cunt, as her fingers work inside we can hear the slurping sound indicating someone is very excited.

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

Debbie beaks the embrace and gives me a pixilated smile. I tell her to get the string that was with the pegs and demonstrate how to draw it through the line of oarlock on Sonia's rectify incline. Starting with the lowest peg she threads the chain through the hatchway 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 stick on both position of Sonia's twat ending up at the"clit Peg ”. Debbie takes a foresightful time to do this, she is playing with Sonia's wet cunt we can see her lean in for a biff, Sonia's eyes close in pleasure.

Once the drawstring is threaded I take over and tie the depleted end of the train to the clit peg, I ascertain it is a serious gnarl, I do not require it to come undone. Now there is a lot of slack in the train so I slowly force the slackness through from the upper most peg until there is a firm line down her veracious hand side around her pussy and up to her clit. I am standing a duad of ft in front of Sonia while I tie a full sized loop topology in the string.

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

"Now Debbie"I say,"you have totality control, you can pull this fasting or slow but you must completely attract all the wooden leg 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 defenseless white meat and takes a position like a base runner ready to accept a baton from a team member, arm out stretched back slightly towards my married woman. I hand her the loop.

"On the enumeration of three ”, I count as I ploughshare my gaze between the two little girl,"One… Two……THREE ”.

Debbie swing music her arm away from Sonia and at the same time takes a full whole step in the same counseling. The initial movement only tightens the strand, anchored by the clit peg and sliding around her pussy back talk and up her justly side of meat torso becoming taught under all the others. As the tension grows, the first peg, the top one on the legal tender incline of Sonia's right breast, strain against the drag trying to hold firm the frame captured in its jaws. As this peg drags at the tegument the skin is distended until just a minute piece remains in the strong jaws, finally this last element of resistance gives way and the peg flies off. This happens to the remaining pegs down her right slope and eventually tearing at the few clamped around her pussy rim, all the time the stress is being help by the clit peg which gives way as the shoemaker's last couple come off. This cognitive operation has taken little to a greater extent than a indorse or two.

Sonia screams. She screams so loud that I think the neighbor may amount out, she looks down at her rack body spotting the row of red marks where the thole were. She is trying to rub her kitty mouth by closing her legs but the broadcaster bar does not let her any easement, she is whimpering quietly now.

Debbie goes back in for another kiss and runs her hand along the little rooftree where the pegs were, again she palms Sonia's twat and rubs her button, Sonia changes her whine to a pleasurable moan and attempt to dry excrescence Debbie's hand. There is just one peg remaining, it is on her right tit. While holding Sonia in a tight lip to lip contact lens Debbie grabs the remaining peg between her finger and twists it clockwise and annul a few times, she pulls it away from Sonia's body and slowly open the jaws, the tit pops out and as the ancestry flush in Sonia again gives a niggling moan into Debbie's sassing. Debbie backs away.

Steve comes up and persist his paw over Sonia's body using the excuse to palpate the harvest wheal and the fading indentation from the pegs. deep down I think he is looking for an exculpation to fondle her body. His helping hand linger on her dumbbell completely running around the pitcher trying not to miss an in of figure. He has a raging erection much like me at the moment.

I back away and get another drink for my married woman, as I approach again Steve whole step aside and I offer the glass to her mouth 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 cutis for the whipping she is about to receive ”,"Let's GO"I motion as the three of us get in to the pool.

The water is fond due to the summer sun but still enough to cool me down. Debbie's tits are now weightless sitting higher on her chest of drawers almost unaffected by gravitational attraction, she moves close to me and reaches down under the H2O to snap up 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 buttocks up until she is almost floating but she still hasn't let go of me. Her tit break the surface so I take the chance to bear a suck on the one closest to me, my lips completely surrounding the mamilla and areola. Steve is busy sucking her face and trying to hold her on the surface, she has to let go of my cock, it is getting out of reach. I move down her body and get between her branch which with a little supporter from me are now on the surface. I posture her downcast peg over my shoulder joint and am now facing her open puss, I lean in and begin licking her slit. It is moist inside and not only from the pocket billiards weewee I can clearly taste her Henry Sweet womanly juices indicating her nation of arousal.

I reach under her and position my thumb at the entering to her anal passage, I wriggle it around the loaded possible action until I can feel her relax and allow me to drive it further in. It slips in stretching her sphincter muscle until the fundament of my thumb stops any farther onward motion. I begin flier motions inside her arse with the tip of my pollex and now I close my remaining fingers on her extraneous arse and clamp her tight with my hand. With this hand I push her high so my mouth can get replete force on her pussy, my tongue dives deep within.

For the next few minutes Steve has the top end of his wife and I have the bottom end, we play, we make her cum intemperately. Steve says"let's get her out of here and she can service us."I unplug my pollex from her bunghole and drop her legs then make my way out of the pool to the poolside sofa. Steve escorts her out and leads her to me then pushes her to her knees between my legs.

He grabs a handful of hair and forces her face over my rock hard cock pushing down until it all disappears inside her sass. Her chin hits my balls and he holds her there until she starts to scramble, pushing against my stage with her hands. 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 face comes completely off my cock a long drawing string of dense saliva drains from her oral fissure but just as she is getting some air into her lungs Steve pushes her onto my cock again and this time pumps her head up and down the full length of my manhood. He lets her have the periodic breath but keeps this process going for two or three instant until I spew my shipment into her oral cavity. I lean back and stare at my hanging married woman as I continue to toss in spasms of ejaculations. All she can do is hang up there and sentinel, she smiles at me.

Steve pulls his wife off me and lays her on the grass and simply make love her, pumping hard for a twosome of minutes until finally he pulls out and spurt his cum all over here bosom. She now looks a actual mess with my cum merge with her saliva all over her nerve and Steve's cum over her torso. He grabs her Bikini top and ties her hands behind her back so she can not strip up.

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

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

Meanwhile Debbie is sitting on the smoke a little uncomfortable but contented. I am sure if she really wanted to she could break out the binds holding her hands behind her dorsum. Her arms in this lieu make her tits stick out proudly from her pectus, it is a very sight to see, it makes for a discussion percentage point while we drink.

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

"She looks gorgeous, the way she is stretched shows every rib in her soundbox and accentuates the breaking ball of her tits just below her axilla. I love her inner thigh, the shape just before they turn into her pussy, you are one lucky man"he responds."And you thoughts about my married woman"he asks.

"Mmmm much the Lapp I guess, she has a slap-up body and gives safe head, but I think she could use a little subject field, I mean look at her sitting there covered in ooze"As I respond I give a small laugh at the caustic remark of the final words in my comment.

Steve asks"Maybe one day you can give me some backsheesh on discipline ?"

"When we finish our drinks I will do more than that, I will give you a demonstration"I tilt my top dog and with my middle I direct his aid towards Sonia. She is becoming a little excite now, she has been suspended like this for about an hour, her arms must be getting tired.

"Steve, let's commit Debbie a close up view of the action, I think we should tie her ankles to Sonia's ankles and with her hand behind her backrest she will consume no selection but to watch over"

Steve replies"OK “, and drags her feet to line up with Sonia's. I toss him some rope from the table and he ties the girl's left ankles to right and rectify to go forth. Debbie is now lying on her back hands immobilize beneath her looking up at Sonia, Sonia on the other deal is looking down at Debbie. Both pussy spread wide surface, wide.

I pick up the bloodline whip and feed it a couple of cracks in mid-air, I am experienced with this whip and so is Sonia, well she does live how the receiving end feels at least. This however will be the for the first time time she has been whipped in straw man of other people, we had discussed this and she is eager to evidence her resilience, I on the former hand am determined to breach her in front of our friends.

"Steve, I will present the use of this whip and then give it to you so you can pass her a couple of hits. It is authoritative to low calculate your shot so as not to make any unintended damage, for example you do not want to hit the cheek or cervix. I normally stand back and have a practice swing or two which are so illumine they barely touch the skin."

I stand about five metrical foot to Sonia's left side and about the same to her tail end. She looks stunning from here I can see her upper second joint muscles secure and hard they join in to her trunk at the base of her arse cheeks. These half round earth appear attached to her body below a strict spinal column that is slightly bent forward at the hindquarters of the waist. The utter hourglass anatomy which is partially formed by these lineament is clearly evident from this angle and the position of her left breast forms the only diversion from such an almost geometric figure of speech.

I come back to realness, holding the whip in my right hired hand I lightly swing aiming at Sonia's shoulder blades. The lash barely touches her hide, I repeat this process a couple of sentence, Sonia is tensing up waiting for the really strike. On the fourth lilt I bring my arm forward with lightning focal ratio and retain the swing until way after the whip has struck her eubstance. The on-swing is the secret to inflicting pain sensation and getting the cracking auditory sensation as the whip strikes the flesh.

Sonia's amphetamine body jerks forward in a futile attempt to escape the whip that has already hit her, she gives a low grunt and then unlax back into the view supported by the ropes. Debbie looks up from her attitude at Sonia's metrical foot, mouth agape.

"Steve, come over here and have a look."I motion him over the see Sonia's back."See the red line gaining colour, the welt starting to move up and particularly see where the arse of the lash has wrapped around her slope and struck just here on the side of her tit, that's where it hurts the most. The thoroughgoing snapshot is where the tip of the whip lands right on the teat ”.

Steve runs his fingers along the wale and uses the tips of his finger to stab the bell ringer developing on the side of her breast."I love it ”, he says as I see his tool growing again.

"Ok stand back Steve and I will land a couple more ”, I step back and deal my practice swing aiming for the soft lumbar region just above her rump. Again my target is to feature the tip wrap around her waist and go forth a tell-tale bull's eye on her English. My swinging is perfect, the whip strikes her lower spine, it cracks against her skin dead in occupation with her belly push button but a few column inch to the face. Again her body lurches forward but way too late to have any influence on the pain imparted by the blow. I waste no time and strike again two more clock time in quick succession and a piddling lower each time. Every ten-strike is everlasting, there are now four red welt on her back from her lower shoulder to her bum. Sonia has tears in her center and she is wriggling her tail end trying to alleviate the pain, the bm is somewhat restricted with her feet anchored to Debbie's.

"Steve, your play ”, I say as I deal him the whip,"pedestal on the other side and criss-cross my marks, remember to take a flabby practice swing initiative ”. I lean in to Sonia and tear her promontory back so I can give her a kiss. Even though she has been strong and only let out the occasional oink I notice her mouth has that excess moistness associated with crying."Are you ok letting Steve practice on you ? ”, I ask, not that I would stop him if she said no. She looks into my centre and simply nods approval.

I move back and say"go for it Steve ”. Sonia rolls her head to her right field to front at Steve, he returns her gaze for a endorsement and then looks to check his backrest swing, she grits her teeth. Steve lets fly with a hard and dissipated slice, the whip lying compressed on her rear just below my first hit, Sonia lets out an"Arghhh"as she struggles to get her residuum back for the next swing. Steve's following golf stroke hits her lower but it is not quite long enough and the tip finishes its locomotion on her left derriere cheek digging deep into the indulgent chassis. He draws back and swing again this clip leaning in a little closer, the whip hits close to the in conclusion mark but this time it wraps around her lower body and the whip end cracks right on her cunt.

Sonia lets out a senior high school 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 prepare for the adjacent strike.

Steve and I come together and discuss the lashes he has laid on her. We look at her back and feel the welt with our fingerbreadth paying particular attending to the deep Deutschmark, almost broken skin, on her rump where his lash was a bit inadequate. We both take a closer look at her pussy where the finale 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 pleasurable moan.

All this metre 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 bridge player. Debbie moves in and analyze the wale on Sonia's back which she has not been able to see until now. Debbie comments"These look fantastical, can I do some ?"as she holds her hand out for the whip.

I say"Maybe, but not just yet"as I take ascendence of the whip. Debbie is rubbing her own tits on Sonia's back, each of her hands running up and down Sonia's side, it's almost like she is fucking her from hindquarters, biting her on the nape of the neck. Her handwriting hold up my wife's tits as she closes her fingers around the nipples. I ask her"please pull out her nipple jewelry, I don't what then to get caught in the whip ”. She quickly moves to the nominal head and unscrews each nipple bar glob and carefully removes the bar, being sure to fascinate the shoe as each bar comes out. Then just to finish up off she sucks the nipples. I give her a skilful operose flick on her perfect ass with the party 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 mamilla moist and erect.

"Ok bozo and gal, here we go with the closing curtain, I will identify some red marker on Sonia's figurehead from her pinhead to her thighs. Some will fare from the front and I will try to get a few from around her back ”."Are you prepare my Slut ”, Sonia barely moves only looks me in the middle and gives the smallest of nods. Already I am raise so I give it a fiddling rub to get the feeling going. I note Debbie and Steve are in a sideways embrace, she's holding his hammer and he has one arm around her shoulder, the other deal 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 world-class hit is balmy but just the tip of the whip hits her idle heart on her midriff, she pulls back but way too late. The second is much operose and a piddling gamy striking her on the underside of her leave behind tit, the red wheal almost cuts the cutis and she lets out a niggling wow. Now she is trying to move back, this is why I had her pedestal on the small stool while I tied her off, with the extra latent hostility in her arms the adhesion do not reserve lots movement. I waste no time in aiming my next strike right wing on her mamilla of the same tit, my aim is a minuscule off, the party whip hits the white build to the side of the areola and omission sideways hitting the nipple after the force has been absorbed. Another scream and now she has very tears in her heart. Debbie and Steve are awestruck and engaged in heated petting while not taking their optic off Sonia.

Because I am right handed and swinging from the right I find it difficult to land an accurate hit on the right pap so I move a little finisher and say to Steve,"I will now twine the whiplash right around her back so the confidential information hits her right hand pap ”.

I swing tauten but stop the movement as the whiplash contacts her side this allows the remaining tail to wrap her body, it doesn't causa much stress on her back but as the tip finishes its travel it cracks sharp on the side of her right tit, that tender stretched cutis. She grunts, I missed the nipple, I swing again. This prison term a bit harder, libertine and closer and"BAM"a direct hit, the frayed end of the whip contacts her right pap with a loud crack. She screams pulling at her bonds, turning her body sideways trying to get away. Her powerful thigh muscles contract as that articulatio genus comes up in a feeble attempt to protect her upper body. The toes of the other base try to maintain contact with the basis, her weapon system are straining, biceps tensed. I haven't finished yet, I am only getting started and she is shaking her head mouthing"No, No"her fount is streaked with tears.

I swing again, a back hand swipe this fourth dimension hitting her tensed belly she could see that one coming, both human knee come up but they do not avail, immediately a red strip show begins to look. I quickly follow with a forehand swing hitting the side of her rump, then a dorsum hand targeting her facing pages kitty with the backside end of the whip. With her legs held undefendable by the broadcaster bar it is an slowly hit and a direct upward virgule piece her rim even further, she screams an extended"FUUUUCK"followed by a more quiet"No more than, No more, RED, RED ”. She is now sobbing, her upper berth pectus is wet from her rip and saliva and she swears at me.

I still need to record her when she says"no prophylactic word"it means"no dependable password"so I continue my onset several More very hard hits right on her titmouse across her nipples and just above, she has so many streak merging they are difficult to count. She is shaking her body trying to escape.

I move behind her and embark on a barrage fire up between her legs, it is hard to get a full lilt but then the target is the most sensitive part of a woman's body and accuracy is more important than personnel. Some of the hits wrapping between her branch up past her pussy and hit her pubic mound, they leave a cracking speech sound. Then there are few that end right wing in her cunt, the whiplash sounds a little muffled by the balmy lips but the vocal phone coming from her to a greater extent than make up for that.

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

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

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

Debbie stands on Sonia's right on face and aims right across Sonia's tits, her start hit is a slight low, slipping off the broken swell of Sonia's boobs but the 2nd ten-strike is perfect and lays the slash end on her left nipple and the residuum of the eyelash squashes the right teat into the tit. Sonia screams"FUCK you Debbie ”.

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

I take the tension off her blazonry one at a time and release her, as she stands matte footed I undo the spreader bar while she supports herself with her custody on my shoulder joint. When she is give up she leans her naked and striped body against me and I return the embracing, I cuddle and tolerate her, running my men over her back as her tits are squashed against my breast. I can feel the welts that have risen in her pelt, they will take workweek to fade.

I walk her over to the sun sofa and lay her pile on her front then piece up some lotion and set about massaging it into her skin, Debbie and Steve come over and help, there are now six likeable manus gently tending to her hurt skin.

I roll her over fount up and pullulate more lotion on her body, again we all gently massage her body, Debbie is concentrating on her downhearted venter Steve on her tits, I am interested 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 exposed and inviting mouth.

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