kitty side of meat plot

Matt and Beth ( 3 )

John the Evangelist and Karen ( 2 )

Sean and Julie ( 1 )

Saint Peter the Apostle and Sonia ( 4 )

Joe and Debbie ( 5 )

The scene is poolside at the lavish sign of our new acquaintances who we met at the old motion-picture show set ( see pony girl Beth series ), there are five couples, young and vivacious. The female child arrived as per didactics, dressed in heels and the swimsuit that came with the invitation,"swim suit"is not exactly what they were, more like three micro mini triangles held together by very weak strings. The overly large chest on virtually of the young woman developed inscrutable indentations in their soft flesh as the string strained to hold the small three-sided fabric covering the teat. In to the highest degree cases the throwaway border of areola showed and my large nipple annulus clearly show out both sides of the textile. I can feel that too much movement and the strings will surely break. The G Strings of similar social organization did not even fully cover our pussys. In my case the tapering triangular strip of framework may be covering my clit but then it pulls in between my clean shaven down sassing before it turning into train and disappeared up between my butt cheeks. All the girls are wearing dog and are just stunning.

The males on the other hand were dressed in tight accommodation lycra case shorts that left cypher to the imaginativeness. All the Male were shirtless. flatness received with his invitation a birth control pill, a Cialis pill, if they all received the same then this is going to be an concern afternoon.

The bar is at the far end of the puddle near a tabular array of various implements. We will hail to the depicted object of the table soon. There is a instruct cable stretched beside the length of the pool about eight feet from the boundary and maybe eight feet richly. It has a stainless steel steel spreader bar hanging from a set of curler, the spreader bar can be raised and lowered by a roofy and the rollers allow the unit assembly to moved along the full length of the cable. A duad of the boys investigate the contraption easily sliding it a few feet in either counseling.

The good afternoon has been in swing for about an 60 minutes, we have all had a couple of Champagne to loosen the suppression, everybody chatting and occasionally affect, finding the exculpation to brush past a about naked consistency. I feel great, sexy, half ( almost ) bare and on display, the sun is warm but I am hotter between my wooden leg, my mammilla are continually rear. I take the opportunity to occasionally run my hired man over my bare skin round my pie-eyed belly and then up to cup the under curvature of my big mamilla, the article of clothing I am wearing offers little electric resistance to my caress and although I am doing it covertly, others in the group do to a greater extent than just take a chance glance. Sean in particular is watching closely and gives me a seductive smile. I can see a bulge development in his shorts. I lick my backtalk and split second at him.

At a point in metre all the char are ushered to the bar and given a new glass of bubbly the men gather round to watch the proceedings. Joe the proprietor describes the rules,

1. All the women will draw a normal playing plug-in, the lady friend are then numbered in sequence of economic value of their drawn menu and the sequence telephone number is applied to their upper left breast by an indelible pee validation marker.

2. The Male will from time to clock time pull back an educational activity poster and follow the teaching on that add-in applying a little extemporise now and again as they may think necessary.

3. At any fourth dimension the female can use the base hit word"elephant ”. At this time their play in the plot will be ceased and they will be asked to leave the premises immediately. Today is 100 % military volunteer.

We all draw a scorecard, Julie gets the lowest circuit card and she squeals like a teenager. We are all to be numerically labelled according to the ranking of the card we each now hold, I am Number three. Sean, Julie's pardner, comes over to mark my number on my left tit and sets about to take up a few privileges while doing so. He holds my full left globe in one hand and squeezes it under the pretext to organise a firm platform to write the number. He begins his artwork making for certain the identification number"3"is as big as potential, at the same fourth dimension letting his finger slip under the triangle of fabric to flick my nipple closed chain. I can see matte is occupy doing interchangeable to Debbie. Sean has his finger's breadth tangled in my nipple ring he leans in and gives me a full candy kiss on the brim, our spit interact as I return the kiss.

Joe who has labelled Julie as phone number"1"ushers her to the sharpness of the syndicate where he tells her to quickly finish her crapulence. He then raises her radiocarpal joint to about berm pinnacle and ties them to the appendage of the broadcaster bar. Julie is a tone red-hot blonde, her breasts are among the largest at the party, they are broad and stand high on her chest and the flimsy material doesn't hide her overly large nipples. She is being very saucy rocking her shoulders from side to side to name her breasts leap from left to rectify in their flimsy drawstring top. She rolls her pelvic arch in a flyer fashion pouting her decent arse for all to see and she has a big smile on her face. Julie is having a good time displaying herself to the small crowd.

Joe now raises the broadcaster bar to load her to her toes, as she struggles to uphold equilibrium on her six inch heels the bra strings give way, there is just too much pressing on the flimsy structure. The material now hangs loosely from her neck as her breasts pull tight against her chest, those big nipples get even large as they stand erect on the midriff of each of her mounds, I would say they are among the longest teat I have ever seen. Although she has lost the wise look in her eyes she looks down over her chest with a seemingly proud formula on her face

Joe says"let the party Begin, guys come and get a drink ”.

As they guys stand around the bar gathering their deglutition Julie continues to struggle standing marvellous in her heels. Sonia and I go over to her, she looks gorgeous stretched out in the afternoon sun, exertion starting to glisten from her thorax. When a woman with a chassis like Julies is stretched as she is the eubstance takes on a staring hourglass shape. The shoulder leaf blade protrude on her back complementing her tits on her front and her waist narrows. I take the clip to sneak the remnant of her cosmic string top over her head and then I gently caress from her the right way elbow following it down over the bottom of her arm, I give her arm pit a little kiss as my hand reaches her load semi-flattened tit and finally run my fingerbreadth around her areola. I give the Robert Brown nipple a firm tweak rolling it between my thumb and index finger, the tip changes to a lighter shade of dark-brown as I use enough force play to make her squint her eye."Mmmm"this is decent I can feel the wetness building up inside me soon the wet will bypass the flimsy material of my own Gstring and run down my legs. Sonia has positioned herself on the opposition side of Julie and is licking and sucking on the other nipple, she rubs her near bare consistency against the helpless Julie's incline as Julies body fits snuggly between Sonia's cleavage. Sonia's finger find Julies bitch, they slip under the modest fabric and nose her flock, Julie moan. I squeeze Julie's nipple even harder, she groans.

Back at the bar the son have noticed what we are doing and John shouts at us to stop. He comes over and take hold of Julie and manhandles her roughly by the shoulders towards the bar, she stumbles but she can't fall, the broadcaster bar and roller assembly keep her erect although she has difficultness getting her footing and to a greater extent of her weight must be taken on her shoulder joint. Saint John manoeuvres her all the way to the bar and stops her at the table mentioned before. I look back at Sonia as she is licking Julies juice off her fingers I smile seductively,"that was fun"I say, there is no verbal reply as Sonia returns the smile and continues with her endeavour to bask her fingerbreadth. Sonia's mamilla are erect they are making big bumps in the inadequate triangle of bikini top, I long to hit over and touch her.

binding at the bar, almost of the boys begin feeling Julie, playing with her boob, pinching her mamilla, running custody over her torso. Now John calls them to lodge, and they start discussing the cards that they hold. Each card instructs them to do something and it appears they now are planning the order in which they will use them.

It doesn't take long before the decision is made for Matt ( may cooperator ) to execute his educational activity, he goes to the table and picks out a large red ball gag and then goes to Julie, she sees what is coming and clamps her backing tight to resists any intrusion into her rima oris. Julie's partner, Sean, leans in and catch her right nipple, ( the Same one I was torturing ) she screams as he twists and pulls strong on the nub. Sean leans into her ear still pulling down on her nipple and says in a firm representative"open up your fucking mouth strumpet, it's too early for me to go home yet"and without too lots more effort Matt forces the clod gag past her teeth stretching her mouth to its limits. Pulling hard he buckles the shoulder strap behind her school principal. She groans again as Sean takes his time to release the nipple from his punishing grip.

Next Sonia's better half reads his card out loud,"Fit the leg spreader and stretching leg as wide as possible ”. He picks up the leg spreader from the table, it has a padded turnup at each extremity and is adjustable in length. He moves in and fits a black dot handlock to each ankle and then slowly extends the bar until Julie legs are stretched so wide that her Gstring is completely engulfed by her pussy. She is now almost completely off the ground, her articulatio humeri show the air and she makes unintelligible sounds of discomfort as she lifts one manacle leg as heights as possible trying to get the diametric base in impinging with the ground. The boys only laugh, Matt reaches in to her elongate pussy as he playfully folds her labia over each side of the meagre piece of material that is attempting to extend the pink inner flesh. Eventually he loses interest and digs the textile out of her pussy with his power digit and tugs hard ripping the Gstring from her trunk. Julie, telephone number 1, is now naked. John takes nitty-gritty and lowers her enough so she can just get promiscuous background link with the tips of both her heeled feet.

Sean now goes to the mesa and picks up a string. There are four lengths of chain about dozen inch long all connected at one end to a large stainless steel ring. At the other end of each string is a vicious looking clamp, leap loaded with dense serrated teeth. It is well-fixed to guess where these are going. Sean move in to his suffering wife, working the mechanics on one of the clamps repeatedly undecided and closed right in front of her face. He offers her some kind speech of comfort about how the clinch won't hurt lots but I don't think Julie is buying that, she starts to squirm, backing away as far as her bondage will take into account. Sean puts one manus behind her bare back to restrain her and slowly offers up the open jaw to her left teat, he runs the dentition slowly around the areola lightly scratching the sore physique. Sean then leans in and kisses her distended retch lips as he traps the pap in the jaw and slacken the springtime tension. When counterbalance between the spring loaded jaws and the steadiness of the now garble mamilla is reached Sean lets go of clamp and presses himself against her chest, publicize skin on bare peel, smothering her mouth with his as she protests behind the gag. After a few endorsement Sean backrest off a short and applies the 2nd clamp to her right nipple without any compassion and lets the total weightiness of the chain assembly hang on the two pap. Julie is now swearing behind the gag, she has worked out very quickly not to displace too much as the weight of the remaining mountain range swinging increases the pain on her nipples. As Sean backs away there is a bulge in his short circuit, he wastes no time and removes the underdrawers openly displaying a Brobdingnagian erection."loose woman"he says as he directs her attention to his cock, holding it in his left script and giving it a rub along it's length"look what you have done"and then chuckles as he picks up his drink.

As we, the daughter, facial expression on the son gather round of drinks in a conference like circle and are obviously discussing the next move. Joe is acting barman and brings a full bottle of champagne around to us and tops up our glasses, pitiable Julie is not only in soreness but also missing out on the refreshment. Joe produces a small credit card funnel I guess one you would use in a kitchen. He passes to Debbie and tells her to put it in the corner of Julie's sass beside the bollock gag and then pelt some wine in so she can hold a drink.

This is a good excuse to get close to Julie again so both Debbie and I go over and together we are able to pour some of the drink into the corner of her backtalk. While there I take the opportunity to play with her mamilla, cupping the gravid stretched underswell of the left breast in my laurel wreath I flick the nipple clinch with my quarter round and she jumps, a bit harder and she yells, even harder again and she yelps so arduous some of the vino we poured in spraying out the recession of her sass."Ha, this is fun"I think to myself, I lean in and nibble her neck rubbing my near raw tits against hers,"mmmm"look real good. My work force again roam over her taught diaphragm and around her shank to her croup pulling her close to me as I continue to go out little morsel marks on her neck.

"phone number 5 ”,"NUMBER 5"is the phone call coming from the boy, that's Debbie,"number 5 come here ”. Debbie is Joes wife, her tits are heavily tattooed with the commons spider web spreading out from her areola to circle the compete the alkali of her gorgeous hill, an mental image of a black widow wanderer adorns the upper berth right field with the yearn fore-legs resting either side of the nipple. Debbie realises they mean her so she waltzes over to the group sashaying her posterior, holding her finger's breadth to her lip as she does.

As she nears the group, Joe takes her hired man holding her fingerbreadth tips as though he is about to kiss the back of her hand he warmly invites her into the Mexican valium. I can see she has a trepidatious smile on her lips which is duly vindicate as he turns her drawing the bridge player he is holding and grabbing the early firmly locating both in the centre of her spine. John read the card,"phone number 5 must be handcuffed and move over headland to all the boys, she may need to be gagged using the bombastic ring gag and whipped with the crop if she resists ”.

Joe has been passed a set of cuff from the table, he locks her wrists together. A endorse larger set is used to restrain her ankles and then a brusque joining chain is used to associate the two circle together forcing Debbie to her articulatio genus. On her stifle with her hands pulled back her 36dd's are pushing hard on the chain top but that is short lived as Joe tears the top away and reaches down, heavily massaging her tits. He picks up a harvest from the tabular array and leans over her and swats her arse,"wagerer get to wreak or more will follow"he says as he slides his shorts down revealing a semi erect humanness. Debbie is no alien to his stopcock so she accommodates him sliding her lip down the length of the peter, Alan grabs the back of her chief and pushes it all the way down, now she is obviously struggling, he turns to the others and says"this is how you do it ”. As he lets go she backs off and gasps for air, he pushes her down again and again but after about XXX seconds of this he backs away and gesture to Sean to have a go. Both Sean and prick drop their shorts and stand one on front and one behind Debbie, Sean roughly shoves his cock in her backtalk while cock grabs a smattering of hair and wraps it around his cock and then begins to agitate her mind down on Sean's shaft. Every few seconds her head is sandwiched hard between the two naked men and she has no ascendence. I hear the occasional gagging sound and informant nimiety spit drooling uncontrollably from her lip as it drops in long chain onto her tits.

I am still standing close to the helpless Julie caressing her naked organic structure, my finger's breadth have found her prick and with very little effort they invade the naked opening move. Julie is still groaning from the soreness she is suffering from the tight bondage and mamilla clamps but her pussy is damp, as much painfulness she is in she is still getting a little pleasure from the activity. I am also getting wet, very wet playing with her she has superb hide, soft and quiet under my touch. I reach a helping hand down to my own dent and push the belittled while of fabric to one side so I can get access.

I hear a male exclaiming an orgasm and eminence that Sean is holding Debbie by the ears jamming her hard on his cock as he explodes deep in her throat. There is so much cum she is now coughing and some the cum is squirting out the recession of her oral fissure some out her nose. Simon Peter is still behind her not offering practically support in fact helping Sean support her while he fills her with cum. As Sean pulls away dripping cum from his cock. cock moves around her consistency and takes up the Lapp position forcing his dick into her back talk. She is trapped on her stifle, cum running down her Chin onto her tits and now she has another cock stuffed in her mouth. It is at this sentence that John comes over to me, he is naked, I think he was succeeding at the"Debbie"appearance.

He shows me his card.

It says"number 3"and that's the bit displayed on my tit, I am identification number 3. He reads the card,"handcuff her custody behind her back, remove all her clothes and attach the remaining chains from Number 1's nipple clamps to Number 3's mammilla. Then throw her dance with the whip"

Within seconds I am manacle and all but helpless, with my paw behind my back John runs his hands over my titmouse flipping the minute triangles off my mammilla, he bends down and takes the left wing one in his mouth and savor it's with his teeth, pulling at the overly large nipple ring that mat had Joe fitted to me at the Ponygirl weekend. I can see his hammer rising to the occasion,"Ummmm this I could take all day ”.

As has happened with the early little girl he simply tears away the top of my two-piece, my breasts haven't moved a bit for this I am so proud, they stand out from my dresser like sturdy mount. He doesn't barren any time and simply bust away the bottomland and now except for the heels I am also totally au naturel. I apprehensively await the prompt future.

John the Evangelist moves me to face the strung up Julie, he stands behind me I can palpate his erect nakedness pushing against my arse, he has reached around me roughly manhandling both my tits while chewing away at the scruff of my neck,"Matt are you watching this"I think, I know Matt doesn't normally mind early men touching me but I haven't heard much from him yet. I am getting very wet, the inspiration between my peg is building, I close my eyes and careen my pass back to give John a candy kiss. He responds with a passionate recondite spit candy kiss and just as I am beginning to really delight myself I feel my left tit is on fire, he has clamped on one of the liberate ending of the Chain that Julie is wearing. As the clinch'teeth pungency in hard to my nipple, crushing he skin against the nipple ring, he restrains my headway keeping me locked into the kiss, I am wailing into his mount in infliction but only he knows. Finally he breaks the kiss off and I let out a few imprecate wrangle,"ass you, bonk you argh my tit ”.

St. John only laughs and moves to my side where he picks up the last patch of chain and teases me with it the same way Sean did with Julie. I am unable to deplume away without even more pain so I resign myself to the inevitable and wait for the abuse of my mightily nipple. John Lackland then takes a different approach as he traces down my breast over my midriff and eventually closes the clamp's jaws onto my clit. Now I am really screaming, the jaws are just too sharp, I can not see but they must be drawing rip and the chain is barely long enough to overcompensate the space between my nipple and clit so both these body portion are stretched which adds to my discomfort.

trick runs his helping hand up and down my consistence seemingly proud of with himself, he is sporting a Brobdingnagian erection but doing nada with it…….."strange"I think to myself.

The boys all gather around to analyse Julie and me, Julie has been quite during all of this she has found a relatively comfortable stance and is trying not to move. This scheme is not really working now that I am also linked to her via these dam chains and clamp, as soon as either of us move even a little the range pulls on our clamped tit and my clit. I have tried to move as close as possible so close out tits are touching. The boys are feeling up our bodies digit probing past the clamp on my clit into my kitty, there are hired man pushing a gap between Julie and I and this adds to the pain in the ass, however through the painfulness I am still getting wet. I think Julie is getting some enjoyment as well, I can hear her moan behind the gag she is wearing. matte comes up behind me and grabs the back of my hair and pulling my head back until I am looking up at the sky, as concentrated as I try to quash moving my body I still move enough to put excess tension on the chain, my pass on nipple extends under the pains and I let out a"piece of tail ”. He looks into my eyes and holds the stare with a diabolic grin,"hullo My Girl, hope you are enjoying yourself"he says not expecting an answer. At this time I can hear Julie complaining behind her gag as her two mamilla stretch, the teeth of the clamp obviously bitting in deeper but the sounds of discomfort are as usual muffled, I feel our upper berth thighs come in contact.

I hear Johns voice,"OK best move away hombre"and within seconds Julie and I are left to our own devices but then I feel it, my arse is on attack and I have jumped, pulling at the mountain chain. toilet has a modest multi tailed whiplash which he has laid on my keister, I felt the pain at the same sentence I heard the clangour of braided leather on flaccid tender material body, my flesh. I get another, again I buck, as hard as I try to abide still I just can not, I have no other Son than"FUCK, screwing YOU"and I can hear Julie complaining as well but she is so garbled the genuine news are only known to her in her personal agony. The whiplash continues to come down on my arse and each time I jump I am scare off that in my six inch heel and the fact I have my men cuffed behind my back I may lose balance and fall. If that happens both Julie and I may be missing nipples, I do not think the jaws will drop off. I get to the point that I have pushed my eubstance against Julies, our tits are firmly mashed together and I have managed to roll my justly calf around her pass on leg. The whip hits again this time eminent and on my side around my waist, then another smasher hits the supply ship face of my leftfield tit just a string or two close to my pap, I scream. I think a strand has also hit Julie's tit as well, she jerks almost amount apart from me. John doesn't let up we both feel at least a XII strokes but we have managed to remain in impinging with each former scream abuse at the assailant who is whipping us. Eventually it stops and Matt motion in again, drag my head back, my mouth is wet from the spittle of curse word, he kisses me full on, lingua trench in my throat, I do render the kiss. In my naked, dreadful and flustered nation I still get pleasure from male domination. After about a minute he breaks the kiss and says,"you enjoyed that didn't you, you slutty cyprian"and then seize a handful of both our hair and pushes Julies and my head together making our back talk clash. Then he licks both our faces demonstrating he has come mastery. Releasing my head word I feel him run a hand down my spikelet stopping only when he reaches the cleft of my arse, I can feel his fingers probing my anal retentive cavity. I am enjoying this attention I just wish I could get my hands relinquish from the cuff so I could return the caress. He reaches in forepart of me and flicks the clamp that is cutting into my clitoris this brings me back to reality reminding me of the pain in the ass I am suffering.

Finally he moves away to re-join the mathematical group of boy. I am able to look around and see Debbie still on her knee servicing the chemical group with her mouth, she is covered in cum, her fuzz is matted, her face is gluey and knocker are lathered from cum that has dripped from her mouth.

Matt gets another drink and pull a new bill of fare from the camp. I hear him bid"Number 4 ”, that's Sonia, she and Karen have been quietly sipping their drink in the ground watching what is going on. lusterlessness calls her over and says,"Karen you can come as well ”.

He reads the circuit card to the group,"phone number 4 must be stripped by any other girl, tied to the position and the other girl can be cropped as required ”. Now Sonia and Karen are old friends of mine and sleep together each other well, this wouldn't be the first time they have touched each early's bodies in one fashion or another.

Matt hands Karen some rough hemp roach and tells her to tie Sonia's helping hand senior high school on the post near the bar. The Emily Price Post had a ring bolted about 8 feet from the ground, Karenic ties Sonia's wrists together at waist grade but must now thread the miss end of the rope through the ring. At first gear she pushes Sonia against the Emily Post and then attempts to reach the tintinnabulation while standing in front of Sonia, the ring is just out of reach. As Karenic tries to get to the ring the two girls soundbox are mashed together, her crutch snag Sonia's thigh as she stretches on one set of toes, her nipple on her teat. The male child think it is funny they stop Karenic from moving to the side of meat then Joe grabs the crop and strike Karen hard on the arse,"Jump, you bitch"he says and he strikes her again. Two red welts are already starting to appear on her tender croup. Karen is jumping up trying to get the R-2 end through the ring, each clock time she jumps she slides down Sonia's front, her pap starting in Sonia's face and friction in full contact until they meet her own tits. After a couple of jumps Karenic's top is dislodged and her tits are devoid, air pap now rub against Sonia. Each time she misses Joe crops her arsehole again. Even Sonia is beginning to giggle.

Finally on one of the jumps Karen succeeds in getting the rope through the ringing and keeping it there until she is standing on horizontal surface basis in front of Sonia. Then she pulls intemperately on the rope watching Sonia's wrists follow until they are stretched high above her forefront. Karen gives it a skilful difficult tug with all her weight and says to Sonia,"this is for laughing ”. She ties the rope off to a cleat located behind the post. Karen rubs her red arse, complaining as she does, she then attempts to pull down her bikini top over her nipples but is quickly stopped by John,"Sonia can adopt that off and you will get a whip for every 30 seconds it is still on you."whoremonger gives her the starting time swat with the crop. Karenic moves in to Sonia asking her to grab it with her dentition. This is not an well-fixed task considering how Sonia is stretched and she can't full point laughing. After a bit of soundbox mashing she manages to get a bite on the twine going around Karenic's neck and then Karen backs away and ducks her nous and shoulders and gives a few wriggles so the top can slip off. rap, John has swatted her arse again saying"sorry but 30 seconds had passed before it was fully off"( he wasn't really sorry )

John now says,"identification number 2, you must now strip Sonia and hold it good or you will get more stripes ”.

Karenic with her bra less tits move in to Sonia and Menachem Begin by kissing her full on the lips, it is obvious the knife are deep in each other mouth. Karenic's hands are all over Sonia's body running from her hips to her tits they gently massage her legal tender skin, Karenic rubs her crutch on Sonia's left second joint, dry humping her leg with her wet cunt, so to verbalise, then she turns to the son and says"you men like this ?"

The boy cheer………. they are all naked now and three of them are showing obvious excitement displaying erections and as is convention with male playing with them. Joe's crutch is out of perspective, obstructed by the back of Debbie's head as he pushes her hard down on his tool. Matts cock is one-half hitch, he must have been the go one serviced by Debbie.

Karen continues enacting a Lesbian conniption with the bounce Sonia, both missy are giving it their all, moaning and groaning like the actors is a cheap porno. I am also enjoying the show albeit a little painful still chained to Julie by my teat and clitoris, if exclusively she would stay still and Debbie is still on her human knee giving continual head to whoever sales booth in straw man of her.

Karen has slipped her hands under the flimsy top that is attempting to cover Sonia's nipple and slowly lifts the merge triangles away exposing two very vertical heart, she leans in and takes the right one in her mouth and sucks hard. Sonia lets out another moan as Karen simply tears the strings on the top until it is lying on the ground in musical composition. With two bridge player she grabs the mellowness of Sonia's tit, squeezes hard and buries her expression in the cleavage while making overstate kissing sounds.

John cracks the whip on her arse again and says,"hurry up, get her naked now ”. Karen quickly tears the Gstring from Sonia's pelvic arch and runs her handwriting up and down her prick. CRACK goes the lash again laying another red welt on Karenic's boldness,"now tears yours off"John the Divine says to Karenic and she immediately tears her Gstring off as well.

Now all the girls are totally naked except for the heel, torn pieces of string bikinis lay scattered over the ground. Naked bodies some in thrall and some in varying sex positions.

Matt comes over to Karen and leads her away from the bound victim towards Debbie who is still bound on her knees, she is covered in cum from her hair to her knocker, smothered in the white sludge. Joe has just pulled out and sprayed the last of his lode over her grimace. Matt now placement Karen in front of Debbie so her crutch is right in nominal head of Debbie's face, he then pushes Karen forward until her movement bends the kneeling young lady head back until her face is horizontal looking up into the crack between Karen's stage. Karenic's legs straddle Debbie's bent torso, she rubs her pussy back and forth over Debbie's nose until it is exactly positioned directly over the knack young lady's mouthpiece with her clitoris resting on the tip of her nose."Now suck ”, Matt demands of Debbie,"and don't you move bit 2, play with your tits ”. He seals his statement with a few whip strokes on Karen's arse, each stroke slides off onto Debbie's upturned tit. Matt is getting two for the terms of one. Debbie has no choice but to get to exploit on Karen's cunt, probing her inner folds with her clapper lapping up the mixture of boy juices that have transferred from her own typeface from the outer lips of the girl she is pleasuring.

Karen hands motility to her own mammilla as instructed, she cups the underside of the heavy pitcher's mound and with ovolo and indicator finger of each hand she gently rolls and tweaks both mamilla. She is moaning in pleasure when the whip strikes her high on her buttocks across the small of her vertebral column,"Arrrugh"she screams between groan, the whip smash again let down this clip and again bankroll on to visit pain on Debbie's upturned tits. I can pick up a muffled grunt appearing to do from Karen's pussy, the future hit is more targeted at Debbie's boob, the 36DD's, and is a direct hit down across her teat. This fourth dimension she screams so loud into Karen's cunt that a mixing of sex juices is squeezed out between the two bodies as she jerks is an upward arc only stopped by the confinement of the binding Chain between her articulatio radiocarpea and ankle cuffs and the downward press of Karen's crutch.

The male child all laugh………..

Peter breaks the moment"my carte du jour says Zipper your spouse so let's get Beth to do it ”. I hear my epithet mentioned but I am stuck in a tight embracing with Julie, our bodies connected by the jaws of the satanic nipple clamp, the one on my clitoris is the worst the pain in the ass shotting up through my loins is stopping me from fully enjoying the nudity. Peter grabs me by the hair and pulls me away from Julie, I yell at him"FUCKING STOP, you will tear my nipple off"as I try to refuse his pull. He holds the tension on my whisker and reaches for the dilate nipple and opens the clamp."FAAAARK"I yell as the nipple parapraxis through the partially open serrated jaws of the clamp. The pain shoots from my tit straightaway to my brain but now the clit clamp is taking the strain and again the sensitive skin slips through the jaws as he begins to give that clamp. I am broken, bout well in my eyes as the restoring profligate flow to both pap and clit causal agent more pain sensation than when they were clamped. With my hands cuffed behind my book binding I can do nothing, I just want to massage them better. Julie is also groaning behind her gag as the tension on her teat from my pulling is released, only now her nubs must corroborate the full weight of the chain.

Peter moves me towards the group of males, St. John the Apostle reaches out to rival my sore nipple the others run their deal over my soundbox in a seemingly loving gesture of kindness, soothing my tortured flesh, tracing the red wale from the whip on the side of meat of my tit, my back and all the way down to my hindquarters. mat holds a bottle of champagne to my back talk and says"Drink"as he tips it up. I do my beneficial trying not to spill any but after a few good draught I cough some out the corners of my mouth. Matt says"let me have you a piffling rest"as he takes the bottle away but then yield to press it up my slit."well if you can't imbibe it then maybe I can obtain another way"he commentary as he begins to sleep together me with the bottle. He pulls it out and holds his ovolo over the opening then gives it a little wag, I can see the insistency leaking out under his quarter round. He sprays me from my typeface over my chest and down to my bitch, he shakes again and then stick in it into my snatch while it is exploding. I can feel the cold foam deep in my kitty-cat as he continues to fuck me punishing with the bottle pushing it as far as he can get it, backing it out and then pushing it in again and again, the froth is spraying out everywhere. Eventually he pulls it out and military unit it back into my mouth, he makes me drink in the remnants of the now flat wine. My eubstance is covered in the sticky liquidness, the guys are rubbing it into my boob, fingerbreadth probing deep in my soppy cunt, sex succus also building deep within. I love Matt………..

Peter breaks the moment"hey guys, slide fastener, remember zip fastener"as he book up a string line of products of pegs, maybe 20 or so. He holds them to me looping them around my cervix while he releases my handcuff from behind my back. Once the handlock are off I stretch my berm working the cramp muscular tissue and bring my custody to the front rubbing the red cross where the manacle sat.

Peter instructs me"immature dame"he says,"take this string of leg and attach every individual peg to Sonia's body, this red one goes on her nipple first then the remaining are to be attached from her neck to her pussy lips ”. I note the red one is about six or seven from the top of the string. I look Sonia in the oculus with an apologetic stare as I apply pressure to unfold the red peg, I notice the pressure required to hold it open, these are not just cheap clothes pegs the character ensures they have a frim close forcefulness, Sonia is not going to be happy.

I move in lifting her right breast with my left paw gently massaging the flesh with fingers and thumb until I hold it still and push the peg way down over the nipple to clamp on the forget me drug of darkened skin behind the nipple. As I gently let it go Sonia takes a deep breath and then with her mouth biting her in-turned back talk she returns my stare with a sober frown of pain in the ass. prick ( Sonia's hubby ), says"NO, NO, she can handle more than that"as he takes the peg off and reapplies to the tip of her pap she lets out a lilliputian scream and is obviously in a lot more pain, she is squirming within her bondage.

"Continue"prick says to me.

I carefully pinch a little peel of her amphetamine breast and give the next peg and using this simple method acting I apply six peg working my way along her breast up the tender peel of her upstretched underarm applying the final peg on a exigency of skin on the side of her neck. While these pegs may be uncomfortable I do not cerebrate there is much bother associated with them certainly not like the red peg.

Once the upper pegs are fitted I kneel down on one knee and start the unconscious process below her chest. I am close to her nudity, I can smell her arousal, she glistens between her peg. I run a hand down to my own pussy brushing against my clit on the way down, yes this is fun, yes. I have applied all but three pegs to her lower breast and belly when eventually I reach her pussy lips. My digit probe her inner folds, maybe a piddling further than is necessity, she is wet, she is enjoying the care, my hitchhike slips over the outer peel and I grip the lip firmly, I hold its contour and fit the last two of the three final oarlock. Then I go on the soft hunt for her button, gently pushing back the hood I apply this final peg to her cutter nub being for sure to just catch the tip with the peg. She lets out another wow and then settles down. The long remaining duration of string hangs to the floor.

Sean approaches me and hands me another set of pegs on a string and says"here ya go, you know where to put these ”. I grab the red peg and prepare to put it Sonia's decently nipple again laying the weight of her wide mound in my hand and pinching her mamilla to work when Sean say"NO NO NO, this one's for you ”. He strikes my right nipple HARD with the craw he is holding and says"outset here ”. Sean is proving to be a really nipple overrefinement man.

So I get it, I have to do to myself what I have just done to Sonia only now my nipple is already throbbing from the harvest tap. This is going to hurt, Sean warns me to hurry up or I will get another cropping. I again open the jaws on the red peg and with my other hand I prepare my redress mamilla for the curse. I status the peg carefully over the tit as far down the shaft as I dare to go and slowly release the tautness,"urghhhh"I groan as the sore nipple is crushed by the peg"arughhhh ”. I feel the pain now deep within my tit similar to before when Sean clamped Julies Ernst Boris Chain to my early tit.

Once the hurting has settled a bit I continue placing the remaining pegs in a like way to Sonia's. All is well until I get to my clit, I know this is going to pain but the threat of the crop convinces me to eat up the task asap. Again I open that last peg and position it over my clit and carefully let it go. What can I say, I would only be repeating the obvious if I explained the pain but at to the lowest degree the job is done.

Now Matt comes over with the script manacle and ringlet my hands behind my back again. Then he reaches down and ties the loose end of my slide fastener to the loose end of Sonia's zip."What the Fuck are they thinking"

Julie is still dangling by her upstretched weapon system and struggling with the nipple clamps, the gag stops her complaining too much but you can see the anguish in her eye as she frowns closing her eyelid with force out. Karen is straddling Debbie's boldness, rocking her cunt back and forth with heedful campaign of her hips as Debbie continues to pleasure her interior folds and here I am attached to Sonia's body by my zipper. I think Karen has it the easiest she is in ecstasy I can see it on her face and her groan of pleasure fill the air her teat stand proud and erect.

Now in my own predicament I fear the future few minutes. Sean and prick have gone to Sonia and are caressing her dead body, Peter has pulled the rope holding her wrist joint so luxuriously she is now standing on her tip toes, they run their men over her body occasionally flicking the red peg on her aright pap. Peter has respective finger's breadth pushed up her pussycat. toilet and Joe are attending to me in much the Lapp way, the feelings are coalesce, one indorsement I feel an vivid pleasure building from their massaging and probing and then one of them will pull on the peg attached to my nipple and all I feel is the pain. But in all honesty I am enjoying the attention, I love the roaming manus, the probing finger the occasional swat on my butt.

matte comes over and grabs the laced string, I predict things are about to get worse. Joe bends my head back and forces a deep undefendable mouth kiss on my lips, both Joe and Saint John the Apostle, are holding me locked in their warm keep, there is one helping hand in my cunt and another firmly mashed into my free tit. I can not travel but I do retort the tongue action that Joe is dishing out.

Then it happens my world is torn apart, I think the case is over before I feel it but to me that is irrelevant. What I feel commencement at my cunt lips, surely someone has cut the lips with a knife, my clit must take in been torn from my body, I feel the pinching of the tegument up my slope as the leg are forced to slide off. Then the nipple, OH the tit, the hurting is unendurable, I scream, muffled, Joe's manus holding my header to his sassing. I try to kick and get away but the two men are way to strong they have absolute control over my raw body, as I struggle both mammilla are held in masculine manpower, I am easily lifted off the solid ground by the handwriting in my cunt, this only allows me to kick more. The two men now have me almost horizontal as I squirm in their control. This sounds like a lot of time has passed but it was only about 15 to 20 second and although in pain the effect of the zip does begin to outwear off,"how did Sonia wield it"I think.

I am able to look over and see Sonia in much the like predicament as I am, I didn't hear her shrieking before but she is writhing in the left over pain in the neck of the slide fastener that flatness has stripped from both our bodies. Maybe I didn't hear her because I was preoccupied with my own pain. Sean and tool are massaging her with heavy hands, flattening her tits, rubbing her kitty-cat agglomerate, while her own script are stretched high above her head, she is trying to get a good foothold but the boys take play kicking her feet from under her when her toes progress to the ground. I can see the red marks where the pegs were and, although her nipple is not so red, it is deformed, slowly but slowly returning to its original form, she has tears in her eyes.

"Ok boys"says Joe,"Let's get these miss more comfortable"as he and Gospel According to John help oneself me to my feet, hands still cuffed behind my cover. At this time I witness Sonia being released from her bondage and Debbie, Karen also assisted to their feet while lusterlessness releases Julie from the gismo that had been holding her stretched tall for the last hour. The five of us are lined up and lustrelessness and John go along with Thomas More cuff and locks Julie, Karen and Sonia's hands behind their binding. Joe has a fistful of studded leather collars with about three foot of stainless chain attached to the central tintinnabulation of each choker, he fits one to each of us allowing the chain to drop between our titty. We are all now naked custody behind our backs and at the mercy of the boys.

Joe reads the last card"all the males are now able to dally with one or to a greater extent of the girls with the only linguistic rule being they can not bear upon their own partner ”. Matt comes to me and says,"good luck girl"as he kisses me to the full on the lips and then moves along the phone line of bound beauties high fiving all their tits very hard on the way past.

St. Peter comes over to me with a raging hard-on and pulls me by the chain to my knees, he then proceeds to hale his manhood into my mouth. I like being forced to sacrifice head, I can taste the dried cum from his seance with Debbie as the head of his cock passes my glossa finally reaching the back of my pharynx. He grabs my whisker and pulls my drumhead hard into his crotch, his shaft push button past the back of my spit, rich and deep down my throat. As he begins to pump I can feel his knee hitting my boob."Bring her over here"Sean says"and I will sleep together her up the arse ”. Peter doesn't lead his cock fully out but manhandles me on my articulatio genus to the poolside sofa death chair walking backwards himself dragging me by the head with him. He backs himself up the farseeing lounge and I have no alternative but to follow finally ending up on the end of the lounge on my knees, face buried into Saint Peter and arse high school in the air. Sean attitude himself behind me, he grabs my handcuffed wrist with both hands then I feel the mind of his peter at the entrance of my prat. He is gentle to start, pushing in and out in small strokes his shaft going deeper with each pump. Peter is again fucking my throat deeper and deeper with each ticker, he still has me by the hair keeping complete control. I hear Sean say"let's get the musical rhythm right, cook pump"and with that they both push hard together. My sass are now at the base of Saint Peter the Apostle cock the tip so far down my throat I can not breath, Sean's prick look so far up my anal passage I am sure it could almost contact the tip of Peters shaft. I am enjoying this, I love anal and cryptical throat, commingle them and I love it even more and then apply my submissive trait and I am going to come if they don't stop. Again and again they push against each early, I am in Heaven."don't turn back guys, urghhhhh, don't stop"I manage to get out as prick pulls out of my oral fissure, I can experience an orgasm building, it is close.

Saint Peter the Apostle pulls my head back as far as he can so now I am looking slightly up and a his stopcock, he gives it a few last tugs with his bridge player and it starts spewing his white creamy liquid all over my boldness, my hair and in my eyes. He doesn't let up until I am completely covered from forehead to chin. Sean is still pumping my arse but pulls out quickly and stray me over and then puke his load on my venter shooting over my breasts and the odd little bit hitting my side and mixing with St. Peter the Apostle cum. Why was I not allowed to cum ? ? ? ?

I look over at the other girls, they are receiving much the Lapplander handling that I got, pecker brings Julie over and tells her to houseclean me up, remembering we all have our hands cuffed behind our backs she has short choice then to use her mouth."here"Peter says"this should facilitate"as he pours some bubbly over my body. Fuck its frigidity but then Julie starts licking my wet skin so she gets as a good deal of the wine as potential and I forget the cold and revel the tongue of another char. She starts at my belly button where some of the wine is pooled and then follows the trail of wine to my kitty-cat where she laps up the tasting of wine and kitty succus. Her glossa dives deep into my twat and around my inner labia and ending up flicking my button. Now I am close to cumming, this is just the ripe flavor, I can feel her teat on my left leg, her hair has completely covered my fork her glossa is driving me demented. Then she moves her focus up my eubstance towards my chest, her chore is to scavenge me up and that she is doing well. She is at my nipples licking Sean's cum from them, she gently tugs at my oversized pap ring and then move to my human face. Our tongues meet as soon as she nears my lips, her knee is now grinding into my pussy and she licks the ease of my face. Peter pours more champagne on her back and she yelps with the cold,"make her cum"he instructs,"you have 30 seconds"as he strikes her arse with the crop.

I really don't need 30 seconds I just need attention back at my clit and this Julie understands, she quickly pays the reserve tending to my sex bud and I am in Heaven. She grabs it gently between her teeth and gives it a footling tug flicking the tip with her glossa and that is plenty for me. I go over the top, letting out an"OH my god I'm cumming ”, I feel the juice freely running out of my pussy, the surge in by stomach is fantastic, my rosehip involuntarily levy off the lounge, my mammilla are now pointing back over my head as I arch my back and button Julies face harder into my mound. Fuck it feels good as she continues to advertise her tongue deeper and deeper into my cunt,"argh….argh, screwing"are some of the sounds I let out as the crescendo hitting and then I slowly and peacefully start to settle and try to get away from Julies tongue which is now a petty annoying as it plays with my overly sensible clit.

AS I relax back on the lounge I look around, Debbie is getting fucked by mat while Sonia sits on her grimace. With her spine to Matt he reaches around and grabs hold of her titmouse with both hands. whoremonger is standing up on their waiting area and has positioned himself in front of Sonia's mouth she is getting one serious lip fuck. I can't see her but I hear Karenic moaning loudly so obviously she is enjoying something and I doubt it is just a drink.

To be continued………………