The Rose Garden 3


Bdsm, Erotica, Group-Sex, Hardcore
When Beth woke up, stars already danced in the empyrean above the botanical garden. It was cool in the rose garden, but somebody had covered Beth's naked soundbox, exhausted from fucking, with a warm blanket, appropriately enough a tincture of dusty rose.

riff and I sat at the groundwork of the mattress chatting in low articulation. Beth yawned and asked Riff the time."After midnight,"he replied, to which she nodded sleepily. She noted quickly that the especial volunteers were still there, despite the lateness of the hour, and that puzzled her. In addition, they all seemed to bust dark-skinned gown that bore Au lightning streaks down the berm.

Before she could ask Riff about it, Brian Holley and his raven-haired beauty Andrea with her green eyes came over."Awake, I see,"he chuckled at Beth."From my detail of panorama, you seemed to have enjoyed this afternoon's forcible employment. How do you feel ?"

His tone of genuine concern touched her, an act I'd seen Brian play before. He was a shoe salesman before becoming a master administrator."Oh amercement, I guess."She paused."Wow ! I never thought I would sense this good."She peeked under the covers."Yay !"she squeaked."It's still there."general laughter as some of the special volunteers gathered around.

Scientific fact : ejaculate contains hormones that make a woman feel really good. That was by figure. Riff knew she would be relaxed and feeling sexual after the gang bang, and he had a program. Beth did not get it on that Riff had offered Brian a lot of money so the renovations currently underway to the botanical gardens could be finished and Brian could retire.

In return, Brian and the peculiar Tennessean had agreed to have Beth into Riff's hand for a penalty session to be delivered tonight, assisted by the radical. That was the private riff had been explaining to me when Beth woke up. Now he was visibly excited that it was really happening.

Brian nodded at Beth, bathing her in the sun of his big smile."So, that is good tidings,"he told her. The group smiled and nodded with him."We want you to know that we really enjoyed you this afternoon."More nods and smiles, even murmurs of approving, amid which I thought I detected guttural grunt of intimate arousal.

"In fact, Beth,"Brian continued,"we enjoyed you so a lot that we have arranged a surprisal for you. With Riff's license, we are going to do a particular session for you now in another part of the botanical gardens. It will be an experience like no other for you."

Beth blushed at the compliment and nodded her gratitude as the woman came to her and wrapped one of the dark robes with the gold lightning around her shoulders. Riff lifted her to her substructure, and surrounded by the women, the pair followed Brian and Andrea to the course leading out of the rose garden.

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The lunar month was nearly broad, and asterisk scattered over the night sky seemed to pulsate with sexual energy as the group of special Tennessean, led by Brian and Andrea, moved along an open path lit only with the occasional flame torch.

The itinerary wound its way leisurely through tropical forest and emerged across African grassland. Beth breathed deeply of the newly air laced with the heady fragrances of tropical plants and the gross smell of grassland. I knew what she was thinking as she moved along beside riff, her hips swaying sleepily. Yes, the flush redolence were delightful, but not as exciting, I thought, as the smell of Beth's cunt.

The path now entered another forest, actually a computer simulation of the Amazonian rain timberland : tall trees, hanging vines, and everywhere the damp world smell and the Call of night birds. Just ahead the path curved to the rightfulness past a vaulted open space about the size of it of a small secondary school, and it was into this open space that Brian led us.

Beth had seen exotic butterflies in the gardens before, and now reflected ruefully that the butterflies were now fluttering in her stomach. Before her in the carefully arranged blank space under the timberland canopy were two ominous objet d'art of furniture. They looked out of situation, not the crude board and chairs one might expect made from rough lumber. Instead, the steel, leather, and polished Natalie Wood came from a cruel perfectionism, a desire to create a gimmick to support the naked distaff form helpless to prevent unknown men from satisfying their depraved desires.

To the right, ropes and chains hung from an overhead branch that carried a powerful hoist chemical mechanism. In the centre of the clarification sat what appeared to Beth to be a tabularise set on a low pedestal. Just behind it stood a large statue of a Polynesian deity of polished teakwood wood and decorated with jungle flowers and painted jewellery.

The table's edges carried shoulder strap and backbone clearly meant to contain down anyone lying on the mesa. Before she could speak to Riff, to protest, her worst fears were confirmed as Brian and Riff each took a articulatio radiocarpea and snapped a leather bondage cuff around it. Her ankles swiftly followed, and then a leather choker around her neck with a short chain attached."Yes, my near,"Brian whispered into her ear as he took her right titty in his strong hand."We are going to mop up you."

"But not too hard,"I assured her quickly. People watch too many pirate motion picture."We want to see whether you can handle a little nuisance and convert it into sexual Energy. Brian and I have experience with this, and we're going to let Riff try it too."

"But,"I went on quickly before she could protest again,"the ladies are here to help you, coach you. They will be your guardians through the whole ordeal. Yes, I said ‘ ordeal ’. I will not lie to you, Beth. This will be heavily, but it will be worth it. You will see."Her face had fallen, and she fixed me with a nervous stare.

"I …. I guess so,"she replied."It's just that I was so nervous at first, and then all the … you know .. on the mattress … and I felt so soundly … and had a nap … and now."She bit her lip and blurted,"Do we really have to whip me ?"

Riff's wolfish grin as he nodded made it clean-cut he had arranged this and was enjoying her discomfort. His helping hand moved his robe aside momentarily to show her his very aroused stopcock."They tell me you will enjoy this sort of thing eventually. I hope so. I know I will enjoy this little show very much."

With that, he motioned Brian over and placed Beth's deal in Brian's."I will put you in the hands of a master,"Riffian told her."passkey Brian, do with her as we all wish you to do. ”
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