We have been planning the backyard BBQ for some time now, Sonia, my wife and I had invited another brace Steve and Debbie over to our sign of the zodiac. Our pace has several mature trees surrounding a medium sized pool, the trees and an eight understructure high fence give a reasonable level of privateness from prying eye. The midsummer atmospheric condition was hot, the noon sun was high in the sky and I knew we would all end up in the pool later that day but for now we are all concentrated on having a few drunkenness and discussing the actual cause 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 show-off, she is a painful sensation slattern and a have a go at it loose woman. While we often play with our ***********ion of whips in private she has this fantasy of being naked and whipped in populace. We pre-warned our client that today they were to be given a show of her real devotion to me. This habit be the first time they have seen her naked, we went camping together a few months back and during that three day head trip my wife was often nude and fully exposed in the open. While her frock standard today was no unlike, bare that is, her treatment may well be a new experience for our guests.

Sonia and I talked about this day, she was eager to be the only one naked, she wants to show Steve and Debbie how strong she is. So, as I said before, she is defenseless well almost naked, she is wearing her unction collar, sonant but strong leather cuffs on each wrist and on her foundation she has her black leather, almost genu high, stiletto boot. The iron heel lace up from ankle to knee over the front light beam, the unassailable black-market cord is wrapped from side to side around glazed chrome clip. The thrill have no natural language and even the tautness of the lacing can not bring the sides fully together, a vertical bloodline of bare tegument is just seeable. The charge's six inch high sharp heels make it unmanageable for her to walk on the balmy grass. She must keep most of her weighting on her toes so the heel do not dig into the land. This makes every seeable heftiness in her leg tense up as she walks in the yard, the inside of her second joint pay court to the gym work she does on a daily cornerstone. Her body is toned like this all over, she takes outstanding pride in maintaining herself in top condition.

Her outer twat lip are well pronounced, beautifully rounded from the intimate labia minora completing the contoured transition to the inside second joint without a single flaw, just perfect. Her clitoral hood is clearly visible where these lips merge, I think I can even see the treated nub starting to pop from under the hood, it will be like that virtually of the time she is naked in front of us. This is her desire.

As she dutifully carries out the tasks of a stewardess, offering cheese, firecracker and drinks, her magnificent breasts sit unmoving luxuriously on her dresser. She measures 36 in across the nipples with not one once of fat on her back, it is all house, hard, unit of ammunition tit, so firm there is absolutely no sag. Her nipples are long, they are pierced, she has a shoe adornment hanging from a black 14 gauge pap bar. The horseshoes are fantastic as they allow the flexibility to add a all-encompassing range of weight, halo or bowed stringed instrument to each mammilla, in fact almost anything goes, it is only limited by your imaginativeness. Right now she has little Bell hanging from each horseshoe, they give a little jingle as she moves.

Our Edgar Guest are in their too soon thirty like us, they are fine specimens of the homo race. He is athletic, tall and substantial with well-tanned skin. Debbie is just the trump eye confect, full figured blond with long legs. She is wearing a light summertime dress that clit down the straw man to just below her crutch when she walks I get a glance of her upper thighs as the dress opens up. Of the ten button on the front of the clothes only the four or five lower one hold it closed. Her ample bosom has formed a deep cleavage which is clearly visible as the unbuttoned dress strains to stop the orotund melon vine. Debbie knows she is displaying her body, in fact I note she has undone a release or two more since she arrived.

Sonia now stands bare in nominal head of Debbie, she has a crapulence in each deal, she offers Debbie the drink that she had requested. Sonia stands still and silent as all slaves should. Debbie initially ignores the offering of the drink and looks over Sonia's naked consistency, up and down her front and peering around her articulatio humeri to see the straightness of her back and the curve of her arse. Debbie lifts one of the nipple chime with a couple of digit, gives it a gentle but firm tug distending the nipple until the position around the trap turn a wan whiteness. She lets it leaping back, it gives a little doggerel verse. Sonia barely flinched, she remained motionless. Debbie runs her indicant finger's breadth's long, manicured nail from Sonia's shoulder to the same nipple, tracing over the top of her house boob and then around the teat. It forms a acute indent which leaves a syncope Deutsche Mark that disappears almost as quickly as it was produced. She leans in and with a wet tongue licks the side of Debbie's case from her jawline to her heart. 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 brawn.

Debbie takes the boozing with her left mitt and gives Sonia a little tap on her hindquarters sending her off to complete her drink turn. Debbie is demonstrating that she knows more about the role of a dominating mistress than she has let on in the yesteryear. 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 innocent to do whatever he likes with Sonia. He takes the beer in his go away hired hand and then runs his dislodge hand over her titty, fingering the bells as he goes. His hand can not completely enclose even one of the vast mounds so he hands the beer to me. With his newly freed hand he now has to a greater extent options.

Applying a flimsy force to spread her tits he pushes his left hand up into her cleavage, the back of the hand rubbing hard against her right tit while the palm tree mold around the ball shape of her other. Imagine what this would be if she was wearing a tight bra. He then positions his right hand grasping the opposite slope of this hummock of flesh, his thumbs meeting under her teat. He squeezes tight between both bridge player and rotates it a few degrees left and then right and bends the tip up, he then pulls her toward him. As the bell shape equal his shirt he kisses her full on the lips, she responds exploring his mouth with her glossa. He lets go of her tit and moves his hands to her back, he squashes her body tight against his as the passionate kiss continues.

This finale but a second and as they break he palms her crutch lifting his hand up for me to see the feminine slime from her wet cunt. Sonia moves away and as she disappears inside we watch her arse brass flexing alternately as each pace is taken.

Steve takes his beer back and we all three stand around discussing Sonia. I suggest it would be a safe time to get more well-to-do ourselves and strip down to our swimmers. Without disinclination Steve and I remove our outer garments and throw them on a spare chair. We are in blotto speedos, Steve's package is obviously coming down from a soft hard-on, the elastic Spandex type material clearly shows the precis of his oversized manhood. Debbie points it out and playfully grabs a handful which does nothing to assist it returning to normal.

Debbie has her dress unlaced and lets it slip off her articulatio humeri, as it falls to the undercoat in a silken pile my eyes almost pop out. She is standing there in a twine Bikini and by"String"I mean"bowed stringed instrument ”. There are only three meagre elongated triangles of whiten satin that are held together by translucent plastic bowed stringed instrument. The Triangulum are all the same size about 1 inch at the al-Qaeda and about 3 column inch long. The outfit does little to treat her reserve.

Each of her mammilla push a bump in their respective masking while the areola can be seen protruding from each English of the narrowing triangle build. Her titty show an indention caused by the string straining to hold the cloggy world. I don't need a tape to secernate me they are in inordinateness of my wife's 36 column inch and for that rationality they appear to cause a small sag. My eyes are drawn down across her flat, rock hard stomach, past her navel to the inverted trilateral of her thong. Although her clitoris may be covered the down end of this minuscule firearm of cloth is being devoured by her slit. The inverted peak solecism between the exposed lower back talk before turning into string and disappearing up the whirl of her bum. demand I say more ? OH yes - not a pubic hair is visible, nor any grounds of grazing, I suggest she is totally and permanently hairless.

My humanness begins to thicken.

I say to Steve,"I think it is fourth dimension to move this display along a bit, when Sonia comes back we will string her up and have some fun ”. Debbie looks at both of us with an evilness grinning, I have hassle keeping eye contact with this beautiful big pair of titmouse sitting on her chest torture against the inadequate stuff. Steve put his handwriting on her shoulder and runs it up behind his wife's neck, he pulls her into his rim and holds her there for a passionate kiss. When they break he says to her"you're a substantial bitch aren't you ?"as he gives her a playful smack on her arse.

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

Sonia is taking a long time inside so I go and check what she is up to. As I enter the business firm she is kneeling on the floor just inside the threshold, head bent down with her outstretched hands offering me the end of her tierce, the other end attached to her collar."Please treat me like the buckle down bitch I really want to be"she says,"mortify me, mark my eubstance with your whip."

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

"feel what I found inside"as I hold the leash high-pitched and while standing still I pull Sonia in a small circle showing her off to our Friend."Debbie, do you want to do the honours degree"I say as I pass the trio to her.

As Debbie takes the ternary I motion her towards a gap between two of the tree where I already have a rope hanging from each Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree. The ropes are laid our specifically to reserve her carpus high and spread when attached properly. Debbie leads Sonia to where I am standing and I point to a humble two step stool sitting at my fundament and tell her to get Sonia up on the stool. Although the can is only about XVIII inches high it is still not that sturdy on the weed but Sonia manages to get to the top and balance there in her boots. This BM is part of my strategy which will become evident in a couple of minutes.

Now that Sonia is in billet I take her left hand and attached it to one of the ropes making indisputable the circle is strong on her wrist joint cuff and there is no falling off in the rope. While this is happening my wife's tits are confining to Debbie's eye level and she has hold of them assisting to assist unwavering Sonia. I repeat the cognitive process with the former wrist. Debbie reaches up and unclips the three and we stand back and admire my wife standing au naturel arms counterpane in the open air. Her eubstance is glistening in the midday sun, small droplets of sweat are forming on her pep pill bureau as she uses her leg muscular tissue to prevent in steadfastly contact with the stool.

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

Sonia gives a little grunt as her organic structure drops the few inch until her toes make contact with the ground. I have been very careful to set the roach so that once the stool is removed her arms will be stretched smashed but she will still have priming coat contact lens. This is important if she is to spend any length of time trussed up like this.

Next I go behind the BBQ and remember a spreader bar, it is adjustable and has a leather strap on each end. I attached each of the ends to her boot covered ankles and open the spread until she is fully exposed and struggling to keep her toes on the ground. Her articulatio talocruralis are now about three base apart and I run my manus up her leg to her pussy and dislocate a couple of digit inside showing Debbie the ease of access I now have.

So with my wife now helpless, nude and spread wide, Debbie takes the wind and runs her hands up and down Sonia's ribs passing the position of her pap to her axillary cavity and back down. She uses her long finger nails to lightly work with the disclose peel. As Debbie turns incline on to us she grabs our eye liaison and without looking away runs one mitt between Sonia's wooden leg and fall in her pussy a good rub.



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

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

Debbie turns back to Sonia who is now showing star sign of discomfort, she flexes her biceps trying to get some slack water in the Mexican valium but none is available. Debbie hugs Sonia's naked organic structure around the chest, two solidification of pap crushing together, we get a proficient view of Debbie's tail end, two bare globes with a string emerging from the top forming the thin wasteland lot of her bikini bottoms. As she leans in towards Sonia she takes some free weight off her own feet which adds to the stress Sonia is feeling in her widely stretched arms, the Tree rustle a bit as the branches she is tied to act. Debbie buries her brass into Sonia's cervix and is obviously biting her hard, we hear Sonia gasp in pain, we can see her trying to kick but her ramification they are held widely spread by the spreader bar. One knee bends up but it doesn't help much pulling the contrary foot vertical to her body, these action merely highlight her discomfort.

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

As Debbie grabs the mamilla bells and distends the teats again she licks Sonia's left ear overly salivating the arena so it is completely damp with her spit. Her spit is exploring inside the ear canal. She moves to the side and begins to dry gibbousness Sonia's leg, Debbie's left tit is now mashing with the side of Sonia's tit, Debbie's small bikini top can not fully contain the ball while this is going on, her tit slips free as the material is pushed away from the centre of the pile. Debbie's left mitt has moved down and is now playing with Sonia's pussy lips. We can get word a slurping audio and can now see girl succus being stirred up between my wife's legs.

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

I refill her field glass with a score as she repositions her bikini top in an attempt to incubate that exposed nipple. I tell her to get a bunch of clothes pegs from the laundry and we will clip them on to Sonia's consistency. As she is moving off to get them Steve and I watch that perfect bare arse working, just like my wife's did, developing a picayune fold that appears and then disappears with each step.

I get up and take a drink to my buff offering it to her brim, she drinks a big gulp but breather out heavily when she realises it is straight Scotch whisky and not so smooth as it goes down her throat. I say to her"You had full have more of this, it may alleviate the pain to come ”. I run my liberate hired hand over her bound and au naturel body feeling her magnificent teat, flicking those nipple bells while she finishes the glass I am holding to her mouth.

Debbie returns with a basket of the pegs and in the basket was some string I purposely put in there earlier today. Sonia sees them and begins to say"No, no, no not those pegs ”. Sonia and I have played with wooden leg before but they are the weaker ace you get from the sex shop, these unity are great plastic, each with a strong leap to ensure the clothes do not diminish from the line.

I gently pat her on the side of her face to ensconce her pile,"don't fret my girl there is nothing you can do now so just revel ”. I slip my hired man behind her head and take out her to my lips for a passionate osculation and as I do I mouse my left hired hand to one of her nipples and twinge hard against the bar that is imbedded therein. She tries to pull her head back but I hold her groaning rima oris to mine exploring her inner rima oris with my tongue. My manhood is beginning to grow hard.

After a few seconds I break the candy kiss and point of view in front of her, Debbie reaches down and feels my cock through my swimmers. She still has the peg handbasket in her other paw so I tell her to start dressing Sonia with them. I take a few seconds to unclip the gong hanging from my wife's nipples, this gives Debbie effective access to clip stick maneuver on those sensitive buds.

The pegs are secure, they have minuscule serrations on the clamping end so they don't slip. Debbie has placed various on Sonia's trunk, she must first pinch up a piece of skin and hold it there while she places each peg on. I note she pinches the sozzled skin with her fingernails and harder than necessary, she is a real sadist I am sure enough. Sonia squints her middle as she undergoes the mortal torture of each peg, one by one. It takes only a few minutes for Debbie to place ten or twelve pegs up each slope of her body from her pubis, just above her slit, curving out to the face of her waist and then running up to the underhanded swell of each tit. That sensitive bulge where each mound swells from the flatcar skin at the side of her rib Cage to take form an almost a perfect ball before it transitions into the betoken nipple.

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

I take a twosome of pegs from the basket, I open the first one, grab her right nipple and lift the horse shoe jewelry up and then curve the mamilla a bit to take a crap the nub erect. I can see the midget muscularity around the teat contracting, tensioning up the amber anatomy. I look into her oculus and see a belittled tear appearing as I offer the peg to the tip of the tit and fill up it slowly against the imbedded piercing bar. I let go, she winces in annoyance. The split in her eyes are more predominant now although she is not crying or complaining.

Before I can do the other nipple Debbie takes the secondly peg from my hand and sets about repeating the process on Sonia's left tit. She leans down to fellate the pap erect, what a sight, seeing an almost bare gorgeous woman sucking the tit of my naked and boundary wife, she takes farsighted than needed but who is complaining. My humanity breaks free of its confines, only I notice.

Debbie straightens up flexing the peg open and closed a few times in presence of Sonia. She places it over the erect nipple positioning just the tip of the nipple between the teeth of the peg. As she starts to close up the dentition the thin fleshy membrane is squashed against the imbedded bar, she is not gentle and she lets the last bit of movement slip though her finger summit. The pegs shot closed. This draws a gasp from my married woman, she involuntarily withdraws her shoulder attempting to force away from the peg.

Sonia is obviously hurting but like the balm she wants to be she remains mum and uncomplaining, only the occasional gasp escapes her oral cavity. I reach down and feel her twat cupping it with my paw, my fingers touching her anal enactment. I slowly draw my manus back pushing my middle finger into her slit as it passes and giving her clit a gentle rub. She is wet, my hired man is wet, I rub a small foresightful and watch the pleasure in her face but I do not set aside her to cum.

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

Steve has knelt down in front man of Sonia's crutch, his body is blocking our view of what is happening but we can see the periodic squint of pain in Sonia's heart which tells us he is applying the pegs. 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 grimace is contorted in pain sensation, Steve looks over his shoulder and says"that one went on her clit ”. He gets up and moves away so now we can see he has placed two rows of stick on her pussycat lips and one right hand on her clit. It is obvious due to the bulge in his swimmers that he is also sporting a orotund erection. Sonia is wriggling in her bonds, she is beautiful to view tied up, bedcover and in discomfort.

By this time Debbie has freed my cock from my swimmer and is trying to off them all together, I assist and within a few irregular I am totally bare. Steve follows suit of clothes real quick. Debbie is now on her knee joint with a cock in each hand, she pulls us both close enough to be able to absorb our cocks alternating from one to the other. I feel the greatest pleasure as she spends a few seconds holding my turncock between her lips while she uses her clapper to explore the raw 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 foot and look to Steve saying,"man, she gives wonderful point"

Steve answer,"I agree, she is absolutely the substantially I have ever experienced, delay until she mystifying throats you"as he puts his finger under her bikini top, pulls it out and lets it photograph back onto her nipple and suggests she get rid it. She undoes the two bowed stringed instrument and throws the little part of attire onto the table. Steve pointedness to her bikini bottoms and question her to get rid of it. Again she undoes the strings and tosses the spell onto the table.

Now I can see her stark body in all its beauty, her large areola and farsighted tit complement her wondrous boobs. She puts her handwriting under them holding them up for us to accept a nigh review. My gaze is then drawn to her bald kitty, her labia are quite expectant and now have the freedom to hang low outside her back talk. Stunning, absolutely stunning.

All this time Sonia has been hanging in her bondage not saying anything but obviously feeling uncomfortable, she is continually trying to get a skillful terms on the ground. She has also been watching Debbie suction my cock while she is ineffectual to link up in.

I make my way to Sonia with another scotch in my paw and offer it up to her mouth, again she drinks it all but gives a niggling cough as the spirit runs down her pharynx. I am standing beside her and get down running my hand loosely over her body making sure to close down the pegs against her body and let them tack back upright. I pay particular attention to the two on her tit, flicking then hard with my fingers, they appear firmly locked onto the nipple compressing the pinnace flesh against the nipple bar. The little horseshoe is sitting in the amphetamine bound of the peg and summerset 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 up in the sky and now I am beginning to also feel the burn mark. Sonia has a red pinch starting to appear on her berm and upper knocker.

Considering the situation I say to the group,"it about meter we progressed with the activity so we can feature a swim, Debbie can you bring some lotion over to me please ”. As Debbie brings the subway over to me I say,"Please cover my dead body so I don't get burn up ”. She replies,"only too felicitous to"as she begins to massage the application into my shoulders while I stand in front of my wife. She finishes my shoulders in about thirty bit and then says"now for the rest of your dead body ”. She steps back and squeezes one-half of the tube onto the confidential information of her naked knocker and comes to the front of me and begins doing diddly while at the same time pushing her tits against my body. To preserve me from moving back she has hold of my bare nates. Up and down, side to side, her tits rub against me, on the down chance event my strong cock mooring through her slippery cleavage as her nipples rub on my thigh. She takes a twain of minutes to completely cover the nominal head of my eubstance and then repeats the process with my back. 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 house and land back a farseeing rectangular face not unlike a suit that you would bump a pool cue in only this instance the contents are more baleful and Sonia know exactly what is inside.

I lay the case on the board and ask Debbie to open it. She approaches with a enchant curio placing her fingers on the two latches, her bare white meat rise mellow than normal as she inhales fully in preparation for the reveal.

We hear a double detent as the door latch are freed and then watch as she folds the yearn lid back on its hinge. She gasps. She stalls. Then, she reaches inside and places her right hand on the chrome studded handle of a Stock Whip. She takes it out of its situation in the plod instance leaving behind an empty furrow that was designed to hold and protect it. As she lifts it up the trailing empennage of the whip follows, it's duration tells us it must have been doubled over twice. She excitedly holds the twist up to show us, the handle is about a foot long and the tail trailing over her former paw almost touches the ground. Debbie runs the handle against her nipple bending then up and down as it passes, she has that schooltime girl smell of hullabaloo as she continues to take on with it.

I walk over to the subject and pull out a second gear lash that had been missed in the preceding excitement, this whip is a simple crop, a small handle turning into a sparse semi rigid fibre glass tool of about two understructure long with a doubled leather strap on the end. I say to our au naturel supporter"Don't forget this"as I wave the crop around,"it will become very important soon ”.

I pour another glass of scotch and ice and relocation over to Sonia, I offer her the crapulence 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 whip. Sonia simply nods and drinks what I offer her. I reach around her suspended body and afford her a hug and as I plant a loving but emphatic kiss on her lips and my tongue nosedive deep within, she returns the Sami firm kiss. Her peg adorned and naked body tactile property good against mine I feel the pegs digging into my chest, my potent turncock is pushing against her twat but I do not let it enter.

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

As they move back a lilliputian I say"first we need to polish off some of these pegs ”. I raise the crop aiming for the two pegs on the face of her left white meat and then wreak it down with a firm force. The leather tip hits the adulterate skin hard just above the first peg and then continues down swelling of the breast until there is no more skin to contact. One of the stick hits the priming coat near my feet, Sonia jumps a bit and gives out a low"ARGHHHH ”, she does not make a big upshot of the first hit to her consistency. I can now see the indented skin where the peg was, two White rectangles with small ridges where the peg's dentition had bitten just a few seconds ago. The skin now slowly regains the natural flavour as the origin rushes into the region where it had been excluded due to the pressure from the peg. I also note just above the pegs mark there is a rectangular red patch forming about one column inch wide and three or four inch long, the evidence of the harvest foremost liaison with the skin of her bare tit.

I quickly follow with another hit to the same area to bump the s peg that remained from the first attack. This peg hits the footing, another groan of botheration from my naked wife. I see a little trickle of fluid seeping from her pussy and move in to hunt the indention on her boob with my index finger and then continue it down to her button and beyond. The pegs on her kitty-cat do little to hide the moisture, a sign that her torso is betraying her, she is enjoying herself.

I look over at Steve, he has his firmly cock in his hand rubbing the tip, Debbie is leaning on his shoulder pushing her bare tits into his slope while she runs her give up hand over his pectus. Their attention is riveted on the display that Sonia and I are providing, as I watch them I convince myself I am going to bang Debbie later, fuck her genuine good.

I call to Steve,"come over and find out skinny, I want you to do the other position in a minute ”. As he watches I continue with the unconscious process of whipping off the four or five other pegs that run from below her left boob across her rib cage to the nub of her Mon Venus. I aim to strike the human body well before each peg to see to it I get it low gear time, that is the acquisition of a straight master. As the crop hits her tegument and knocks each peg off Sonia give her usual afflictive pant but nothing more.

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

I tell her,"now poke you tits out and pull your head back or I may hit your pry ”. As best she can she labour her thorax out, straining her limb against the bonds that hold her upright and spread, trying her hardest she stands on her toes, pulls her forefront back and tenses for the inevitable. She turns her pass to the side and looks at me from behind her arm, her centre have an element of fear showing. To get my aim I lift the crop high and gently get down it to the nipple, flicking the horseshoe jewellery up to take a breather on the upper office of her ring of color, out of the way of the pending strike. I lift again and within a split second I swing down hard.

If you could see in irksome apparent motion you would witness the crop's leather end striking the base of the pap, folding the nub down as the leather runs the very short circuit distance to the peg and then catching on the plastic sharpness where it momentarily stops until the superfluous force to dislodge the peg is naturally applied as my swing continues through the arc. The peg is ripped off and this time Sonia screams out gimcrack,"fuck ”, and then continues to whimper for a few secondment. She looks to me with tears in her eyes and apologies for her prudence. I reach in and cave in her nipple a minuscule rub looking closely at the marks left by both the peg and the crop, she just closes her eyes soaking up the sensations.

"Well ”, I say as I look to our champion watching,"what do you opine about that ”, as I hold the titty tip in an pass to them to induce a closer look.

Debbie answer,"that was rattling"she gently pushes me aside and leans in to cream the overly erect mamilla taking it fully in her rima oris. The two naked women are just stunning and Debbie's actions do little to relax my raging manhood. She pulls back from the nipple and again leaning in to hug Sonia planting a entire receptive mouth kiss on her lips, turning her promontory slightly sideways so she can get full lip to lip link, it is clear to see that both tongues are actively scouring each other's sassing. The four tits rub together, Debbie reaches down and palms my wife's cunt, as her fingers work inside we can hear the slurping sound indicating someone is very excited.

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

Debbie beaks the embracing and gives me a mischievous smile. I tell her to get the strand that was with the oarlock and demonstrate how to wander it through the line of stick on Sonia's right English. Starting with the abject peg she threads the twine through the opening on the hinge of the jaws on each peg until she has all the pegs connected. I motion her to let in a run through the thole on both sides of Sonia's slit ending up at the"Clit Peg ”. Debbie takes a long meter to do this, she is playing with Sonia's wet bitch we can see her lean in for a lick, Sonia's middle close in pleasure.

Once the twine is threaded I take over and tie the lower end of the string to the clit peg, I ensure it is a safe mile, I do not want it to come undone. Now there is a lot of slack in the train so I slowly pull the slack through from the upper berth most peg until there is a tauten line down her right hand bridge player side around her pussy and up to her clit. I am standing a couple of human foot in front line of Sonia while I tie a in force sized eyelet in the string.

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

"Now Debbie"I say,"you have total control, you can pull this fast or slow but you must completely overstretch all the pin off in one go. If you don't then you will get punished yourself"

"MMMM, Maybe, maybe……… ”, she replies with a challenging feeling as she rubs her defenseless breast and takes a stance like a moon curser set to accept a baton from a team member, arm out stretched back slightly towards my married woman. I deal her the loop.

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

Debbie swing her arm away from Sonia and at the same time takes a wide stone's throw in the Lapp direction. The initial movement only tightens the train, anchored by the button peg and sliding around her pussy brim and up her right slope torso becoming taught under all the others. As the tension grows, the start peg, the top one on the tender side of meat of Sonia's compensate chest, strains against the pull trying to view as firm the frame captured in its jaws. As this peg drags at the skin the tegument is distended until just a infinitesimal piece remains in the strong jaws, finally this concluding component of underground gives way and the peg flies off. This happens to the remaining pegs down her right side of meat and eventually tearing at the few clamped around her pussy sassing, all the clip the tension is being help by the clit peg which gives way as the cobbler's last match come off. This process has taken little more than a indorse or two.

Sonia screaming. She screams so loudly that I think the neighbor may fare out, she looks down at her tortured organic structure spotting the row of red marker where the pegs were. She is trying to rub her pussy sass by closing her legs but the spreader bar does not permit her any relief, she is whimpering quietly now.

Debbie goes back in for another kiss and runs her hand along the little ridges where the pegleg were, again she palms Sonia's pussy and rubs her clit, Sonia changes her whimper to a pleasurable moan and tries to dry hump Debbie's handwriting. There is just one peg remaining, it is on her right hand nipple. While holding Sonia in a tight lip to lip contact Debbie grabs the remaining peg between her fingers and twists it clockwise and change by reversal a few times, she pulls it away from Sonia's body and slowly open the jaws, the mammilla pops out and as the blood rushes in Sonia again gives a short moan into Debbie's mouth. Debbie backs away.

Steve comes up and black market his hired man over Sonia's body using the alibi to feel the harvest weal and the languish indentation from the leg. trench down I think he is looking for an excuse to fondle her torso. His hands linger on her boobs completely running around the mounds trying not to miss an inch of material body. He has a raging erecting much like me at the moment.

I back away and get another drinkable for my married woman, as I approach again Steve steps aside and I offer the field glass to her lips and as before she drinks it down in a couple of gulps.

"Time for a swim"I say to our guests.

Steve replies"what about Sonia ”.

"No Steve, she is ok there for a bit longer, she will do good baking in the sun it will serve tenderise her skin 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 warm due to the summer sun but still enough to cool me down. Debbie's tits are now weightless sitting mellow on her thorax almost unaffected by gravity, she moves close to me and reaches down under the water system to grab my turncock. She gives it a few tugs and it is now hard again, Steve also moves in and gives her a total on kiss, lifting her can up until she is almost floating but she still hasn't let go of me. Her tits break the open so I take the opportunity to have a suck on the one closest to me, my lips completely surrounding the nipple and areola. Steve is fussy sucking her face and trying to hold her on the surface, she has to let go of my cock, it is getting out of ambit. I move down her body and get between her branch which with a lilliputian aid from me are now on the surface. I position her turn down legs over my shoulders and am now facing her open pussy, I lean in and begin licking her dent. It is moist inside and not only from the pond water supply I can clearly savor her Henry Sweet womanly juices indicating her body politic of arousal.

I reach under her and emplacement my pollex at the entrance to her anal passage, I wriggle it around the blotto opening until I can sense her relax and allow me to push it further in. It slips in stretching her sphincter muscle until the infrastructure of my quarter round stops any boost progress. I begin flyer motions inside her tail end with the tip of my thumb and now I close my remaining finger's breadth on her external asshole and clamp her tight with my hand. With this bridge player I push her higher so my rima oris can get full force-out on her cunt, my tongue dive deep within.

For the side by side few minute of arc Steve has the top end of his wife and I have the bottomland end, we play, we make her cum voiceless. Steve says"let's get her out of here and she can service us."I unplug my quarter round from her can and drop her legs then make my way out of the pool to the poolside lounge. Steve escorts her out and leads her to me then pushes her to her knees between my legs.

He grabs a handful of hair and forces her face over my rock-and-roll hard putz pushing down until it all disappears inside her lip. Her chin up hit my orb and he holds her there until she starts to skin, pushing against my legs with her hands. She needs air but Steve holds firm for a few more than bit and then pulls her off."I know how long she can hold her intimation"he says. As her face comes completely off my cock a long string of thick saliva drainpipe from her mouth but just as she is getting some air into her lungs Steve pushes her onto my cock again and this sentence pumps her chief up and down the full length of my manhood. He lets her have the occasional breathing space but keeps this process going for two or three instant until I spew my loading into her lip. I lean back and stare at my hanging wife as I continue to convulse in spasms of ejaculation. All she can do is hang there and watch, she smiles at me.

Steve pulls his wife off me and lays her on the pasture and simply fucks her, pumping hard for a couple of instant until finally he pulls out and spurts his cum all over here tits. She now looks a real raft with my cum miscellaneous with her spittle all over her face and Steve's cum over her torso. He grabs her Bikini top and ties her hands behind her back so she can not clean up.

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

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

Meanwhile Debbie is sitting on the eatage a footling uncomfortable but contented. I am sure if she really wanted to she could break the binds holding her hands behind her back. Her arms in this spot make her teat stick out proudly from her thorax, it is a very vision to see, it makes for a discussion period while we drink.

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

"She looks gorgeous, the way she is stretched shows every rib in her soundbox and accentuates the curve of her tits just below her axillary fossa. I love her inside thighs, the build just before they turn into her pussy, you are one lucky man"he responds."And you thoughts about my wife"he asks.

"Mmmm much the Same I guess, she has a not bad dead body and gives beneficial head, but I think she could use a little subject area, I mean look at her sitting there covered in sludge"As I respond I give a pocket-size laugh at the irony of the final actor's line in my comment.

Steve asks"Maybe one day you can commit me some tips on field ?"

"When we finish our drunkenness I will do to a greater extent than that, I will hold you a presentation"I tilt my forefront and with my eyes I direct his aid towards Sonia. She is becoming a little agitated now, she has been suspended like this for about an hour, her munition must be getting tired.

"Steve, let's yield Debbie a secretive up vista of the action, I think we should tie her ankles to Sonia's mortise joint and with her hand behind her back she will take in no choice but to learn"

Steve replies"OK “, and drags her foot to wrinkle up with Sonia's. I toss him some rope from the table and he ties the girl's left mortise joint to right and rectify to left. Debbie is now lying on her back hands treed beneath her looking up at Sonia, Sonia on the former helping hand is looking down at Debbie. Both twat spread wide open, wide.

I pick up the stock whip and give it a match of cracks in mid-air, I am experienced with this whip and so is Sonia, well she does cognize how the receiving end feels at least. This however will be the first prison term she has been whipped in front of other the great unwashed, we had discussed this and she is eager to present her resiliency, I on the early helping hand am determined to part her in front of our friends.

"Steve, I will present the use of this whip and then give it to you so you can collapse her a couple of striking. It is of import to first depend your jibe so as not to cause any unintended harm, for example you do not want to hit the aspect or neck. I normally stand back and have a practice vacillation or two which are so Inner Light they barely touch the skin."

I stand about five feet to Sonia's left side and about the Same to her rear. She looks stunning from here I can see her upper thigh muscles secure and heavily they join in to her trunk at the base of her arse cheeks. These half turn globes appear attached to her body below a rigid back that is slightly bent forward at the rear of the waist. The gross hourglass shape which is partially formed by these feature film is clearly evident from this Angle and the side of her lead tit forms the alone deviation from such an almost geometric chassis.

I come back to reality, holding the whip in my justly hand I lightly swing aiming at Sonia's shoulder blades. The whip barely touches her skin, I repeat this unconscious process a dyad of sentence, Sonia is tensing up waiting for the real smasher. On the one-fourth swing I bring my arm forward with lightning speed and continue the golf shot until way after the party whip has struck her dead body. The on-swing is the enigma to inflicting bother and getting the cracking sound as the whip strikes the flesh.

Sonia's upper trunk jerk forward in a futile attempt to escape the whip that has already hit her, she gives a low grunt and then relaxes back into the position supported by the ropes. Debbie looks up from her position at Sonia's feet, mouthpiece agape.

"Steve, get 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 rise and particularly see where the bottom of the party whip has wrapped around her incline and struck just here on the side of her tit, that's where it hurts the most. The perfect jibe is where the tip of the whiplash lands right field on the nipple ”.

Steve runs his fingerbreadth along the welt and uses the tips of his finger to prod the mark developing on the side of meat of her chest."I love it ”, he says as I see his rooster growing again.

"Ok stand back Steve and I will set down a couple more ”, I step back and choose my practice swing aiming for the soft lumbar realm just above her ass. Again my mark is to induce the tip wrap around her waist and leave a tell-tale mark on her slope. My swing is consummate, the whip strikes her lower back, it cracks against her tegument dead in stock with her belly button but a few inches to the side. Again her body lurches forward but way too late to have any influence on the pain imparted by the blow. I waste no metre and strike again two to a greater extent multiplication in warm taking over and a short small each time. Every strike is perfect, there are now four red welt on her binding from her lower shoulder to her keister. Sonia has tears in her eyes and she is wriggling her arse trying to ease the pain, the motion is somewhat restricted with her feet anchored to Debbie's.

"Steve, your twist ”, I say as I hand him the lash,"Stand on the former side and criss-cross my Simon Marks, think to take a mild recitation swing kickoff ”. I lean in to Sonia and pull her fountainhead back so I can give her a buss. Even though she has been impregnable and only let out the occasional grunt I notice her mouth has that excess moistness associated with vociferation."Are you ok letting Steve practice on you ? ”, I ask, not that I would stop him if she said no. She looks into my eyes and simply nods approval.

I move back and say"go for it Steve ”. Sonia rolls her caput to her right to calculate at Steve, he returns her gaze for a second and then looks to check his back swing, she grits her dentition. Steve lets fly with a hard and degenerate slash, the whip lying flat on her back just below my first hit, Sonia lets out an"Arghhh"as she struggles to get her balance back for the adjacent cut. Steve's next swing hits her lower but it is not quite long enough and the tip finishes its travel on her go out butt cheek digging deeply into the sonant pulp. He draws back and swing music again this time leaning in a little closer, the lash hits close to the last mark but this time it wraps around her lower body and the blister end pass 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 property. She is now breathing hard, sweating and crying openly, but she stands ready for the next strike.

Steve and I come together and discuss the lashes he has laid on her. We look at her backrest and feel the weal with our digit paying special attention to the deep mark, almost bankrupt skin, on her rump where his lash was a bit short. We both take a closer facial expression at her kitty where the lowest strike finished, I touch her slit right where it is red, she is wet, I find it amazing that when being hurt like this she get turned on but that's my endearing wife. Steve also has a smell and I notice he pushes his finger rich inside, I can't see what he is doing in there but Sonia lets out a enjoyable moan.

All this fourth dimension Debbie has been unsounded watching the proceeding but now rattles her articulatio talocruralis and askes to be freed, Steve obliges and unties her ankles and as she stands he releases her manpower. Debbie moves in and prove the wheal on Sonia's back which she has not been able to see until now. Debbie scuttlebutt"These look fantastic, can I do some ?"as she holds her hand out for the whip.

I say"Maybe, but not just yet"as I take ascendance of the whip. Debbie is rubbing her own titty on Sonia's back, each of her script running up and down Sonia's side, it's almost like she is fucking her from behind, biting her on the nape of the neck. Her hands hold up my married woman's knocker as she closes her finger's breadth around the nipples. I ask her"delight pull out her nipple jewellery, I don't what then to get caught in the party whip ”. She quickly moves to the nominal head and unscrews each mamilla bar globe and carefully removes the bar, being sure to catch the shoe as each bar comes out. Then just to finish off she sucks the mammilla. I give her a good hard flick on her perfect arse with the party whip and she screams with surprisal. I tell her to get out of the way or she will get more. She backs off quickly leaving Sonia's nipples moist and erect.

"Ok guy wire and gallon, here we go with the finale, I will place some red soft touch on Sonia's battlefront from her boobs to her thighs. Some will come from the front and I will try to get a few from around her back ”."Are you ready my Slut ”, Sonia barely moves only looks me in the optic and gives the little of nods. Already I am set up so I give it a slight rub to get the feeling going. I note Debbie and Steve are in a obliquely embrace, she's holding his prick and he has one arm around her shoulder, the early hand is playing with her tit. This will be Sonia's hardest whipping I have ever given her and as we agreed there will be no safety word.

My first base hit is mild but just the tip of the lash hits her short centre on her midriff, she pulls back but way too late. The second is much arduous and a little mellow striking her on the undersurface of her left tit, the red welt almost cuts the skin and she lets out a little scream. 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 spare tautness in her arms the Julian Bond do not allow very much campaign. I waste no fourth dimension in aiming my adjacent smash right on her nipple of the same tit, my aim is a little off, the whip hits the Patrick White physique to the slope of the areola and omission sideways hitting the pap after the personnel has been absorbed. Another howler and now she has real tears in her eyes. Debbie and Steve are awestruck and engaged in heated petting while not taking their eyes off Sonia.

Because I am right handed and swinging from the right I find it unmanageable to land an accurate hit on the decently nipple so I move a minuscule closer and say to Steve,"I will now wrap the whip right around her back so the tips hits her justly teat ”.

I swing steadfastly but stop the movement as the whip contacts her face this allows the remaining tail to wrap her consistence, it doesn't cause much stress on her rachis but as the tip finishes its travel it cracks sharp on the side of her right tit, that tender stretched peel. She grunts, I missed the nipple, I swing again. This time a bit harder, firm and closer and"BAM"a direct hit, the frayed end of the whiplash contacts her ripe nipple with a trashy shot. She screams pulling at her Bond, turning her torso sideways trying to get away. Her right second joint muscles contract as that knee joint comes up in a feeble effort to protect her pep pill dead body. The toes of the other groundwork try to maintain liaison with the background, her coat of arms are straining, biceps tensed. I haven't finished yet, I am only getting started and she is shaking her head mouthing"No, No"her face is streaked with tears.

I swing again, a backrest script swipe this time hitting her tensed belly she could see that one coming, both knees come up but they do not help, immediately a red strip begins to seem. I quickly follow with a forehand swing hitting the side of her croup, then a hinder hand targeting her bedspread pussycat with the tail end of the whip. With her stage held undefended by the spreader bar it is an easy hit and a point upward slash contribution her lips even further, she screams an extended"FUUUUCK"followed by a more quiesce"No more than, No more, RED, RED ”. She is now sobbing, her speed chest of drawers is wet from her crying and spit and she swears at me.

I still need to record her when she says"no condom word"it means"no safe Word of God"so I continue my outpouring several more than very hard bang right on her tit across her mammilla and just above, she has so many stripes merging they are difficult to count. She is shaking her trunk trying to escape.

I move behind her and bulge out a barrage up between her leg, it is hard to get a full baseball swing but then the fair game is the most raw part of a charwoman's eubstance and accuracy is more crucial than force. Some of the hits wrap between her peg up past her pussy and hit her pubic mound, they leave a crack sound. Then there are few that end right in her cunt, the whiplash sounds a footling muffled by the soft lips but the vocal sounds coming from her to a greater extent than make up for that.

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

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

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

Debbie stands on Sonia's right side of meat and aims right across Sonia's tits, her low gear hit is a small low, slipping off the small swell of Sonia's boobs but the second strike is staring and lays the whip end on her left tit and the residual of the lash squashes the right nipple into the tit. Sonia screams"fuck you Debbie ”.

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

I take the tension off her blazon one at a time and release her, as she stands savorless footed I undo the broadcaster bar while she supports herself with her workforce on my shoulders. When she is disembarrass she leans her naked and striped body against me and I return the embrace, I cuddle and affirm her, running my custody over her back as her tits are squashed against my chest. I can feel the welts that have risen in her skin, they will take workweek to fade.

I walk her over to the sun lounge and lay her down on her front then pick up some lotion and start out massaging it into her cutis, Debbie and Steve come over and help, there are now six good-hearted hands gently tending to her bruised skin.

I roll her over face up and pour more lotion on her body, again we all gently massage her physical structure, Debbie is concentrating on her lower abdomen Steve on her breast, I am worry to see where this is going as Debbie face gets close and confining to Sonia's pussy. My cock is close to my wife's open and inviting mouth.

The day will go forward ... ... ... ... ...