We have been planning the backyard BBQ for some time now, Sonia, my wife and I had invited another couple Steve and Debbie over to our planetary house. Our yard has several mature Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree surrounding a medium sized pool, the trees and an eight foot gamey fence give a reasonable tier of secrecy from prying heart. The midsummer weather was hot, the midday sun was richly in the sky and I knew we would all end up in the pocket billiards later that day but for now we are all concentrated on having a few drinkable and discussing the material reason we were here.

You see my wife is my slave, she likes it that way and has been devoted to me for Thomas More than ten years. She is 30, she is an exhibitionist, she is a pain slut and a screwing slut. While we often play with our ***********ion of whips in private she has this fantasy of being naked and whipped in world. We pre-warned our guests that today they were to be given a display of her real devotion to me. This wont be the first clip they have seen her nude, we went camping together a few months back and during that three day trip-up my wife was often naked and fully exposed in the subject. While her dress standard today was no dissimilar, bare that is, her discourse may well be a new experience for our guests.

Sonia and I talked about this day, she was eagre to be the only one naked, she wants to evidence Steve and Debbie how strong she is. So, as I said before, she is naked well almost naked, she is wearing her unguent collar, flabby but strong leather cuffs on each wrist joint and on her understructure she has her pitch blackness leather, almost human knee high, stiletto iron heel. The rush lace up from ankle joint to knee over the front dick, the substantial black corduroy is wrapped from position to side around shiny chromium-plate snip. The boots have no tongues and even the tightfistedness of the whacking can not contribute the side of meat fully together, a vertical lineage of bare skin is just visible. The kick's six edge high sharp heel make it difficult for her to walk on the flabby grass. She must keep virtually of her weighting on her toes so the heels do not dig into the basis. This makes every visible brawn in her legs tense up as she walks in the thousand, the interior of her thighs pay court to the gym work she does on a day-after-day footing. Her body is toned like this all over, she takes great superbia in maintaining herself in top status.

Her outer pussy lips are well pronounced, beautifully rounded from the intragroup labia minora completing the contoured conversion to the inner thighs without a exclusive flaw, just perfect tense. Her clitoral hood is clearly visible where these mouth merge, I think I can even see the hard-boiled nub starting to protrude from under the exhaust hood, it will be like that most of the meter she is naked in front of us. This is her desire.

As she dutifully carries out the tasks of a stewardess, offering cheese, banger and potable, her brilliant knocker sit unmoving high on her bureau. She measures 36 in across the nipple with not one once of fat on her back, it is all firm, hard, stave tit, so unfaltering there is absolutely no sag. Her tit are long, they are pierced, she has a shoe adornment hanging from a Negroid 14 gage nipple bar. The horseshoes are fantastic as they allow the tractableness to add a wide stove of weights, rings or strings to each nipple, in fact almost anything goes, it is only limited by your resourcefulness. Right now she has little bells hanging from each horseshoe, they give a little doggerel verse as she moves.

Our guests are in their early mid-thirties like us, they are ok specimens of the human subspecies. He is athletic, magniloquent and potent with well-tanned skin. Debbie is just the substantially eye candy, full figured blonde with yearn wooden leg. She is wearing a lightheaded summertime clothes that buttons down the figurehead to just below her crutch when she walks I get a glance of her pep pill thighs as the dress opens up. Of the ten buttons on the front of the dress only the four or five downcast ones hold it closed. Her plenteous bosom has formed a late cleavage which is clearly visible as the unbuttoned dress strain to contain the large melon. Debbie knows she is displaying her consistency, in fact I note she has undone a button or two more since she arrived.

Sonia now stands bare in figurehead of Debbie, she has a drink in each script, she offers Debbie the crapulence that she had requested. Sonia stands still and silent as all striver should. Debbie initially ignores the offer of the drinking and looks over Sonia's naked body, up and down her movement and peering around her berm to see the straightness of her spinal column and the curve of her arse. Debbie lifts one of the nipple bells with a couple of fingers, gives it a gentle but firm tug distending the tit until the English around the hole turn a pale white. She lets it spring back, it gives a little doggerel verse. Sonia barely flinched, she remained motionless. Debbie runs her exponent finger's long, manicured nail from Sonia's articulatio humeri to the like mamilla, tracing over the top of her firm breast and then around the teat. It forms a acute indenture which leaves a deliquium fool that disappears almost as quickly as it was produced. She leans in and with a wet lingua licks the side of Debbie's face from her jawline to her middle. There is no pain in any of this only a verification of who the hard worker is and who is not. Sonia still has not moved a musculus.

Debbie takes the drink with her left hand and gives Sonia a little tap on her arse sending her off to discharge her drinking round. Debbie is demonstrating that she knows more about the purpose of a dominating mistress than she has let on in the past. She looks over to me and gives a seductive wink.

Sonia moves to Steve and hands him a beer, Steve and I have been talking and I reassure him anything goes, he is free to do whatever he likes with Sonia. He takes the beer in his entrust hired hand and then runs his loose hand over her tits, fingering the Alexander Graham Bell as he goes. His hand can not completely enclose even one of the huge knoll so he hands the beer to me. With his newly freed deal he now has more options.

Applying a slight force to distribute her tits he pushes his left hired man up into her cleavage, the spinal column of the hand rubbing hard against her right wing tit while the palm moulds around the ball shape of her other. imagine what this would be if she was wearing a tight bra. He then military position his right helping hand grasping the antonym side of this mound of flesh, his thumbs confluence under her nipple. He squeezes tight between both hands and rotates it a few point left and then right and bends the tip up, he then pulls her toward him. As the bells come to his shirt he kisses her full on the lips, she responds exploring his backtalk with her glossa. He lets go of her tit and moves his hands to her back, he squashes her soundbox tight against his as the passionate kiss continues.

This last but a minute of arc and as they break he palms her crutch lifting his hand up for me to see the womanly slime from her wet cunt. Sonia moves away and as she disappears inside we watch her can cheeks 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 comfortable ourselves and strip down to our swimmers. Without vacillation Steve and I remove our outer garments and discombobulate them on a extra electric chair. We are in tight speedos, Steve's package is obviously coming down from a mild hard-on, the elastic Spandex character material clearly shows the precis of his oversized humanity. Debbie points it out and playfully take hold of a handful which does cipher to assist it returning to normal.

Debbie has her dress unlaced and lets it slip off her shoulders, as it falls to the ground in a silken pile my centre almost pop out. She is standing there in a string bikini and by"twine"I mean"chain ”. There are only three meagre elongated triangles of white satin that are held together by translucent charge card drawstring. The trigon are all the same sizing about 1 column inch at the Base and about 3 column inch long. The outfit does little to cover her modesty.

Each of her nipples push a blow in their respective coating while the areola can be seen protruding from each side of the narrowing trigon conformation. Her boob show an pitting caused by the drawstring straining to hold the wakeless ball. I don't need a tape to separate me they are in overindulgence of my married woman's 36 in and for that understanding they appear to have a little sag. My heart are drawn down across her flat, rock operose tummy, past her omphalus to the inverted trilateral of her lash. Although her clit may be covered the low-pitched end of this small composition of textile is being devoured by her pussy. The turn back apex eluding between the exposed modest sass before turning into drawing string and disappearing up the fissure of her bum. indigence I say more ? OH yes - not a pubic fuzz is seeable, nor any evidence of shave, I suggest she is totally and permanently hairless.

My humanness begins to thicken.

I say to Steve,"I think it is metre 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 malign grin, I have difficulty keeping eye contact with this beautiful big pair of breast sitting on her chest straining against the inadequate material. Steve put his handwriting on her berm and runs it up behind his wife's cervix, he pulls her into his mouth and holds her there for a passionate kiss. When they break he says to her"you're a existent bitch aren't you ?"as he gives her a playful smack on her arse.

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

Sonia is taking a long clip inside so I go and check what she is up to. As I enter the planetary house she is kneeling on the floor just inside the door, drumhead bent down with her outstretched workforce offering me the end of her leash, the other end attached to her collar."Please cover me like the buckle down bitch I really want to be"she says,"humiliate me, mark my body with your whip."

I take the on the loose end of the leash and get out her to her feet, I give her one finish loving kiss before leading her outdoors.

"Look what I found inside"as I hold the leash high and while standing still I pull Sonia in a small rope showing her off to our protagonist."Debbie, do you want to do the award"I say as I pass the leash to her.

As Debbie takes the ternary I motion her towards a gap between two of the tree diagram where I already have a roach hanging from each tree diagram. The rophy are laid our specifically to hold her wrist gamey and spread when attached properly. Debbie leads Sonia to where I am standing and I point to a small two step stool sitting at my feet and enjoin her to get Sonia up on the pot. Although the potty is only about eighteen in high it is still not that sturdy on the smoke but Sonia manages to get to the top and equalizer there in her the boot. This feces is division of my strategy which will get plain in a twain of minutes.

Now that Sonia is in position I take her leftfield hand and attached it to one of the ropes making for certain the rophy is unassailable on her wrist cuff and there is no drop-off in the rope. While this is happening my wife's tits are closelipped to Debbie's eye level and she has hold of them assisting to help oneself steadily Sonia. I repeat the unconscious process with the other wrist. Debbie reaches up and unclips the deuce-ace and we stand back and admire my wife standing bare arms spread head in the opened air. Her body is glistening in the noonday sun, diminished droplets of sweat are forming on her upper chest as she uses her leg muscles to keep open in stiff physical contact with the stool.

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

Sonia gives a little grunt as her body drops the few in until her toes make contact with the background. I have been very careful to set the Mexican valium so that once the commode is removed her arms will be stretched tight but she will still have ground contact. This is crucial if she is to spend any length of time trussed up like this.

Next I go behind the BBQ and retrieve a spreader bar, it is adjustable and has a leather strap on each end. I attached each of the ends to her boot covered ankle and open the spread until she is fully exposed and struggling to proceed her toes on the ground. Her ankles are now about three feet apart and I run my hired man up her leg to her puss and slip a couple of finger inside showing Debbie the easiness of access I now have.

So with my wife now incapacitated, naked and distribute wide, Debbie takes the hint and runs her hands up and down Sonia's laugh at passing the side of meat of her pap to her axilla and back down. She uses her long finger nails to lightly play with the exposed tegument. As Debbie turns position on to us she grabs our eye impinging and without looking away runs one bridge player between Sonia's legs and give 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 out the female child. 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 signs of irritation, she flexes her biceps trying to get some slack in the rope but none is available. Debbie hugs Sonia's naked soundbox around the chest, two hardening of tits crushing together, we get a good view of Debbie's rump, two bare globes with a string emerging from the top forming the thin waste dance band of her bikini bottoms. As she leans in towards Sonia she takes some weight off her own pes which adds to the stress Sonia is feeling in her widely stretched coat of arms, the trees rustle a bit as the branches she is tied to be active. Debbie buries her boldness into Sonia's neck and is obviously biting her toilsome, we hear Sonia gasp in hurting, we can see her trying to kick but her legs they are held widely spread by the spreader bar. One genu bends up but it doesn't help much pulling the diametrical foot upright to her body, these natural process merely highlight her discomfort.

Debbie slides around to my married woman's back and squashes her own body, her own pap, against Sonia's back. We see her paw appear running up from Sonia's rosehip to eventually cup each of her teat, she looks at us over Sonia's shoulder with a wicked vicious smile on her face.

As Debbie grabs the pap bells and distends the tit again she licks Sonia's left ear overly salivating the expanse so it is completely moist with her spitting. Her clapper is exploring inside the ear epithelial duct. She moves to the English and begins to dry jut 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 orb while this is going on, her nipple slips free as the material is pushed away from the centre of the mound. Debbie's left paw has moved down and is now playing with Sonia's slit brim. We can hear a slurping sound and can now see fille juices being stirred up between my wife's legs.

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

I refill her glass with a Scotch whisky as she repositions her bikini top in an endeavor to cover that endanger nipple. I tell her to get a bunch of apparel pegs from the laundry and we will prune them on to Sonia's dead body. As she is moving off to get them Steve and I watch that perfect tense bare buttocks working, just like my wife's did, developing a petty crease that appears and then disappears with each step.

I get up and carry a boozing to my lover offering it to her rim, she drinks a big gulping but hint out heavily when she realises it is square malt whisky and not so bland as it goes down her throat. I say to her"You had wagerer have more of this, it may comfort the painfulness to come ”. I run my free hand over her bounce and bare body feeling her magnificent boob, flicking those tit Alexander Melville Bell while she finishes the deoxyephedrine I am holding to her mouth.

Debbie returns with a basket of the peg and in the basket was some strand I purposely put in there earlier today. Sonia sees them and begins to say"No, no, no not those pegleg ”. Sonia and I have played with pegs before but they are the infirm single you get from the sex store, these ones are larger pliant, each with a strong spring to ensure the clothes do not pass from the line.

I gently pat her on the side of her brass to descend her Down,"don't lather my girl there is naught you can do now so just enjoy ”. I slip my deal behind her principal and pull up her to my lips for a passionate kiss and as I do I sneak my left script to one of her nipples and pinch hard against the bar that is imbedded therein. She tries to pull her principal back but I hold her groaning sass to mine exploring her inner mouth with my natural language. My manhood is beginning to uprise hard.

After a few seconds I break the candy kiss and base in front of her, Debbie reaches down and feels my cock through my natator. She still has the peg basketball hoop in her former paw so I tell her to bulge dressing Sonia with them. I take a few seconds to unclip the Alexander Graham Bell hanging from my wife's nipples, this gives Debbie better access to clip thole direct on those sore buds.

The leg are hard, they have fiddling serrations on the clamping end so they don't case. Debbie has placed various on Sonia's proboscis, she must first pinch up a piece of cutis and concord it there while she places each peg on. I note she pinches the tight skin with her fingernails and heavily than necessary, she is a real sadist I am sure as shooting. Sonia squints her oculus as she undergoes the person straining 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 consistence from her pubic bone, just above her pussy, curving out to the side of her shank and then running up to the underarm sheik of each tit. That sensitive bulge where each mound swells from the directly hide at the side of her rib cage to forge an almost a consummate ball before it transitions into the guide nipple.

Sonia is calm, once the peg are clamped the painfulness of each touch breaker point settles down to barely a mild throb which she is comfortable with. I intend to increase her irritation level.

I take a couple of pegs from the basket, I open the offset one, grab her right nipple and lift the horse shoe jewelry up and then pervert the pap a bit to realise the nub erect. I can see the lilliputian musculus around the teat contracting, tensioning up the amber flesh. I look into her eye and see a small tear appearing as I offer the peg to the tip of the mammilla and close it slowly against the imbedded piercing bar. I let go, she winces in bother. The snag in her eyes are more prevalent now although she is not crying or complaining.

Before I can do the other nipple Debbie takes the 2d peg from my deal and set about repeating the physical process on Sonia's left tit. She leans down to suck the nipple erect, what a sight, seeing an almost naked gorgeous woman sucking the tit of my nude and bound married woman, she takes recollective than needed but who is complaining. My manhood suspension justify of its confines, only I notice.

Debbie straightens up flexing the peg open and closed a few times in front of Sonia. She places it over the rear nipple locating just the tip of the nipple between the teeth of the peg. As she starts to close the teeth the slim down fleshy tissue layer is squashed against the embed bar, she is not gentle and she lets the terminal bit of movement slip though her digit tips. The peg snaps closed. This draws a gasp from my wife, she involuntarily withdraws her shoulders attempting to draw in away from the peg.

Sonia is obviously hurting but like the salve she wants to be she remains silent and uncomplaining, only the occasional pant escapes her oral cavity. I reach down and experience her pussy cupping it with my manus, my fingerbreadth touching her anal passage. I slowly suck up my hired man back pushing my in-between finger into her slit as it passes and giving her clit a blue rub. She is wet, my paw is wet, I rub a little farsighted and determine the pleasure in her face but I do not appropriate her to cum.

I break away and be active back to where Steve is sitting, he has been clearly enjoying the expiration on, I can see his arousal is much like mine. I pick up my drink and hand him a few thole 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 osculation and a slap on the rump as they pass each other. Debbie joins me as we both take a tooshie, pick up our drink and vigil on with interest.

Steve has knelt down in front of Sonia's crutch, his dead body is blocking our view of what is happening but we can see the occasional squint of botheration in Sonia's eyes which tells us he is applying the thole. Debbie reaches over and inside my swimmers and seize my rear shaft and almost subconsciously plays with it while we concentrate on what is happening in strawman of us.

We hear a squeal from Sonia and notice her face is contorted in pain, Steve looks over his articulatio humeri and says"that one went on her button ”. He gets up and moves away so now we can see he has placed two rows of pin on her kitty-cat back talk and one right wing on her clit. It is obvious due to the bulge in his bather that he is also sporting a large erection. Sonia is wriggling in her bonds, she is beautiful to find out tied up, spread and in discomfort.

By this time Debbie has freed my cock from my bather and is trying to transfer them all together, I assist and within a few second base I am totally raw. Steve follows causa genuine quick. Debbie is now on her articulatio genus with a hammer in each hand, she pulls us both close enough to be able to sop up our cocks alternating from one to the other. I feel the greatest pleasure as she spends a few seconds holding my cock between her backtalk while she uses her tongue to explore the spiritualist bottom of the glans. If she keeps this up I will cum but I don't want to do that yet.

As she breaks away I help her to her infantry and look to Steve saying,"man, she gives wonderful head"

Steve answer,"I agree, she is absolutely the skillful I have ever experienced, postponement until she rich pharynx you"as he puts his finger's breadth under her bikini top, pulls it out and lets it snap back onto her nipple and suggests she get rid it. She undoes the two strings and throws the small musical composition of attire onto the table. Steve decimal point to her Bikini bottoms and motions her to get rid of it. Again she undoes the strings and tosses the musical composition onto the table.

Now I can see her discharge body in all its ravisher, her large areola and tenacious nipples complement her grotesque titty. She puts her hands under them holding them up for us to own a closer inspection. My regard is then drawn to her bald pussycat, her labia are quite magnanimous and now have the freedom to string up low outside her lips. Stunning, absolutely stunning.

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

I make my way to Sonia with another scotch in my hand and offer it up to her mouth, again she drinks it all but gives a minuscule coughing as the disembodied spirit runs down her pharynx. I am standing beside her and begin running my hand loosely over her trunk making sure to fold the pegs against her body and let them flip back upright piano. I pay particular aid to the two on her nipple, flicking then hard with my digit, they appear firmly locked onto the nipple compressing the legal tender flesh against the nipple bar. The little horseshoe is sitting in the pep pill edge of the peg and flips around when I do but comes back to reside quickly.

I look over at Steve and Debbie, Steve is massaging some sun tan lotion into his wife's body. The sun is mellow in the sky and now I am beginning to also feel the burn. Sonia has a red tinge starting to come out on her shoulder joint and upper breasts.

Considering the position I say to the group,"it about time we progressed with the activities so we can have a swimming, Debbie can you bring some lotion over to me delight ”. As Debbie brings the tube over to me I say,"Please breed my trunk so I don't get cauterise ”. She replies,"only too happy to"as she begins to massage the lotion into my shoulders while I stand in front of my wife. She finishes my shoulders in about XXX second and then says"now for the rest of your body ”. She steps back and squeezes one-half of the tube onto the pourboire of her defenseless breasts and comes to the front of me and begins doing diddley while at the same time pushing her boob against my body. To proceed me from moving back she has hold of my bare arse. Up and down, side to side, her tits rub against me, on the down fortuity my sozzled cock slip of paper through her slippery cleavage as her nipples rub on my thighs. She takes a twain of moment to completely cover the front of my body and then repeats the procedure with my cover. 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 long orthogonal case not unlike a case that you would rule a pool cue in only this instance the contents are to a greater extent menacing and Sonia know exactly what is inside.

I lay the shell on the table and ask Debbie to open it. She approaches with a captivated curiosity placing her digit on the two latches, her bare breasts rise gamey than formula as she inhales fully in preparation for the reveal.

We hear a double click as the latches are freed and then learn as she folds the farsighted lid back on its hinge. She gasps. She stalls. Then, she reaches inside and places her right wing hand on the chrome studded handle of a ancestry Whip. She takes it out of its berth in the padded case leaving behind an void furrow that was designed to hold and protect it. As she lifts it up the trailing prat of the whip follows, it's length tells us it must induce been doubled over twice. She excitedly holds the twist up to show us, the handle is about a ft long and the prat tracking over her other hand almost touches the reason. Debbie runs the grip against her nipples bending then up and down as it passes, she has that school daughter look of exhilaration as she continues to play with it.

I walk over to the vitrine and draw out out a indorsement whip that had been missed in the past excitement, this lash is a simple crop, a lowly hold turning into a thin tractor trailer rigid fibre crank spear of about two feet long with a doubled leather strap on the end. I say to our defenseless friends"Don't forget this"as I wave the harvest around,"it will become very important soon ”.

I pour another glass of Scotch whisky and ice and motion over to Sonia, I offer her the drink and ask"are you sure you want to go through with this ”, I show her the crop and use it to point to Debbie holding the party whip. Sonia simply nods and drinks what I offer her. I reach around her suspended body and give her a hug and as I plant a loving but forceful candy kiss on her mouth and my tongue dives deep within, she returns the same strong candy kiss. Her peg adorned and naked body feels good against mine I feel the pegs digging into my chest of drawers, my smashed cock is pushing against her pussy but I do not let it enter.

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

As they move back a petty I say"first we need to absent some of these pegs ”. I raise the craw aiming for the two rowlock on the side of her left breast and then bring it down with a fast force. The leather tip hits the stretched skin hard just above the number one peg and then continues down swelling of the breast until there is no more pelt to adjoin. One of the pegs hits the ground near my feet, Sonia jumps a bit and gives out a low"ARGHHHH ”, she does not make a big topic of the first hit to her eubstance. I can now see the dent skin where the peg was, two White person rectangles with little ridges where the peg's teeth had bitten just a few seconds ago. The peel now slowly regains the born quality as the blood rushes into the areas where it had been excluded due to the insistency from the peg. I also note just above the pegs brand there is a rectangular red plot of land forming about one inch all-inclusive and three or four in long, the evidence of the crops first liaison with the pelt of her bare tit.

I quickly follow with another hit to the Lapp area to dislodge the endorsement peg that remained from the first gear attack. This peg hits the ground, another moan of pain from my naked wife. I see a little drip of fluid seeping from her pussy and motility in to trace the indenture on her dope with my index fingerbreadth and then go on it down to her button and beyond. The peg on her pussycat do little to hide the moisture, a preindication that her body is betraying her, she is enjoying herself.

I look over at Steve, he has his hard cock in his hand rubbing the tip, Debbie is leaning on his shoulder pushing her bare tits into his side of meat while she runs her exempt hand over his chest. Their attention is riveted on the show that Sonia and I are providing, as I watch them I convince myself I am going to fuck Debbie later, fuck her real good.

I call to Steve,"come over and watch closer, I want you to do the former face in a minute of arc ”. As he watches I continue with the physical process of whipping off the four or five other pegs that run from below her left boob across her rib cage to the inwardness of her Mon Venus. I aim to strike the flesh well before each peg to secure I get it first time, that is the accomplishment of a true skipper. As the crop hits her tegument and knocks each peg off Sonia give her common painful gasp but nothing more.

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

I tell her,"now poke you tits out and pull your head back or I may hit your nose ”. As best she can she pushes her chest out, straining her arms against the Bond that hold her just and counterpane, trying her laborious she stands on her toes, pulls her brain back and tenses for the inevitable. She turns her head to the position and looks at me from behind her arm, her middle have an element of fear showing. To get my aim I lift the harvest high and gently lowly it to the nipple, flicking the shoe jewellery up to lie on the upper part of her areola, out of the way of the pending rap. I lift again and within a rive second I swing down hard.

If you could see in slow motion you would see the crop's leather end striking the root word of the teat, folding the nub down as the leather runs the very short aloofness to the peg and then catching on the plastic edge where it momentarily stops until the superfluous violence to free the peg is naturally applied as my swing continues through the arc. The peg is ripped off and this sentence Sonia screams out loud,"FUCK ”, and then continues to pule for a few seconds. She looks to me with tears in her eyes and apologies for her free will. I reach in and render her mamilla a little rub looking closely at the marks left by both the peg and the craw, she just closes her eyes soaking up the sensations.

"wellspring ”, I say as I look to our friends watching,"what do you think about that ”, as I hold the breast tip in an pass to them to possess a closer look.

Debbie replies,"that was marvelous"she gently pushes me aside and leans in to puzzle out the excessively tumid nipple taking it fully in her rima oris. The two naked women are just stupefy and Debbie's actions do little to slack up my raging manhood. She pulls back from the nipple and again lean in to hug Sonia planting a full give oral fissure kiss on her lips, turning her headway slightly sideways so she can get to the full lip to lip inter-group communication, it is clear to see that both tongues are actively scouring each other's mouth. The four knocker rub together, Debbie reaches down and palms my wife's cunt, as her fingers work inside we can listen the slurping phone indicating someone is very excited.

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

Debbie beaks the embrace and gives me a mischievous smile. I tell her to get the string that was with the pegs and demonstrate how to thread it through the strain of tholepin on Sonia's right field side. Starting with the grim peg she threads the string through the opening on the hinge of the jaws on each peg until she has all the pegs connected. I motion her to include a run through the oarlock on both sides of Sonia's pussy ending up at the"Clit Peg ”. Debbie takes a long time to do this, she is playing with Sonia's wet pussy we can see her lean in for a biff, Sonia's eyes close in pleasure.

Once the string is threaded I take over and tie the lower end of the string to the clit peg, I ensure it is a unspoilt knot, I do not require it to derive undone. Now there is a lot of slackness in the chain so I slowly pull the slack through from the upper berth most peg until there is a firm line of products down her aright hand side around her pussy and up to her clit. I am standing a couple of animal foot in nominal head of Sonia while I tie a thoroughly sized loop-the-loop in the string.

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

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

"MMMM, Maybe, maybe……… ”, she replies with a challenging expression as she rubs her naked breast and takes a position like a runner prepare to live with a baton from a squad fellow member, arm out stretched back slightly towards my married woman. I mitt her the loop.

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

Debbie swings her arm away from Sonia and at the like clock time takes a full-of-the-moon step in the same focal point. The initial movement only tightens the strand, anchored by the button peg and sliding around her pussy lips and up her right side torso becoming taught under all the others. As the tension grows, the first peg, the top one on the attendant side of Sonia's compensate knocker, strains against the pull trying to go for firm the flesh captured in its jaws. As this peg drags at the tegument the skin is distended until just a minute piece remains in the substantial jaws, finally this finish element of resistance gives way and the peg flies off. This happens to the remaining pegs down her right side and eventually tearing at the few clamped around her slit sassing, all the time the tensity is being help by the button peg which gives way as the net couple come off. This process has taken little more than a moment or two.

Sonia shriek. She screams so loud that I think the neighbours may come out, she looks down at her tortured soundbox spotting the row of red marks where the pegs were. She is trying to rub her kitty lips by closing her legs but the spreader bar does not allow her any relief, she is whimpering quietly now.

Debbie goes back in for another kiss and runs her hand along the slight rooftree where the tholepin were, again she palms Sonia's kitty-cat and rubs her button, Sonia changes her whimper to a pleasurable groan and endeavor to dry hump Debbie's hand. There is just one peg remaining, it is on her right nipple. While holding Sonia in a tight lip to lip contact Debbie grabs the remaining peg between her finger's breadth and kink it clockwise and annul a few clock time, she pulls it away from Sonia's torso and slowly unfold the jaws, the nipple soda water out and as the pedigree rushes in Sonia again gives a footling moan into Debbie's mouth. Debbie backs away.

Steve comes up and runs his workforce over Sonia's soundbox using the apology to feel the crop weal and the melt indention from the stick. Deep down I think he is looking for an excuse to caress her body. His manus linger on her boobs completely running around the hillock trying not to miss an inch of chassis. He has a raging erection much like me at the moment.

I back away and get another drink for my wife, as I approach again Steve steps aside and I offer the glass to her lip and as before she drinks it down in a couple of gulps.

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

Steve replies"what about Sonia ”.

"No Steve, she is ok there for a bit longer, she will do good baking in the sun it will help oneself tenderise her skin for the walloping she is about to incur ”,"Let's GO"I motion as the three of us get in to the pool.

The water is ardent due to the summer sun but still enough to cool me down. Debbie's tits are now weightless sitting higher on her chest almost unaffected by gravity, she moves close to me and strain down under the water to grab my cock. She gives it a few towboat and it is now hard again, Steve also moves in and gives her a full on osculation, lifting her rump up until she is almost floating but she still hasn't let go of me. Her tits break the control surface so I take the opportunity to have a suction on the one closest to me, my lips completely surrounding the teat and areola. Steve is busy sucking her face and trying to retain her on the surface, she has to let go of my stopcock, it is getting out of stretch. I move down her body and get between her legs which with a little avail from me are now on the surface. I position her low-toned legs over my shoulder joint and am now facing her open pussy, I lean in and commence licking her dent. It is dampish inside and not only from the pool water I can clearly taste her sweetness womanly juices indicating her province of arousal.

I reach under her and place my thumb at the entrance to her anal musical passage, I wriggle it around the miserly opening until I can feel her relax and countenance me to tug it further in. It slips in stretching her sphincter muscle until the Base of my quarter round stops any advance progress. I begin bill motions inside her arse with the tip of my pollex and now I close my remaining finger's breadth on her international stern and clamp her tight with my hand. With this hand I push her higher so my mouth can get full force on her pussy, my tongue nose dive deep within.

For the side by side few minutes Steve has the top end of his wife and I have the bottom end, we play, we make her cum hard. Steve says"let's get her out of here and she can service us."I unplug my quarter round from her bottom and drop her pegleg then make my way out of the syndicate 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 fuzz and forces her brass over my rock-and-roll firmly prick pushing down until it all disappears inside her mouth. Her chin up hits my orchis and he holds her there until she starts to struggle, pushing against my leg with her hands. She needs air but Steve holds firm for a few to a greater extent seconds and then pulls her off."I know how long she can hold her hint"he says. As her face comes completely off my cock a yearn string of thickly saliva drainpipe from her lip but just as she is getting some air into her lungs Steve pushes her onto my cock again and this metre pumps her psyche up and down the full length of my humanness. He lets her have the periodic breath but keeps this appendage going for two or three proceedings until I spew my load into her mouth. I lean back and stare at my hanging wife as I continue to convulse in spasms of ejaculation. All she can do is cling there and lookout man, she smiles at me.

Steve pulls his wife off me and lays her on the grass and simply roll in the hay her, pumping hard for a couple of minutes until finally he pulls out and gush his cum all over here tits. She now looks a real mess with my cum mixed with her saliva all over her look and Steve's cum over her trunk. He grabs her Bikini top and ties her hired man behind her back so she can not clean up.

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

"Ok, I need a few proceedings anyway after that great shtup, I really needed the dismission"he replies.

Meanwhile Debbie is sitting on the grass a little uncomfortable but content. I am certainly if she really wanted to she could get around the binds holding her hands behind her rachis. Her arms in this situation make her tits stick out proudly from her chest of drawers, it is a really ken to see, it makes for a give-and-take point while we drink.

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

"She looks gorgeous, the way she is stretched display every rib in her eubstance and accentuates the curve of her tits just below her armpits. I love her inner thigh, the shape just before they turn into her pussy, you are one golden man"he responds."And you thoughts about my wife"he asks.

"Mmmm much the same I surmisal, she has a great soundbox and gives effective head, but I think she could use a little discipline, I mean look at her sitting there covered in slime"As I respond I give a small laughter at the caustic remark of the last words in my comment.

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

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

"Steve, let's give Debbie a close down up view of the natural process, I think we should tie her ankle to Sonia's ankles and with her hand behind her backbone she will cause no choice but to watch out"

Steve replies"OK “, and drags her foundation to line up with Sonia's. I toss him some circle from the board and he ties the girl's left ankle joint to right and right to pass on. Debbie is now lying on her back hands trapped beneath her looking up at Sonia, Sonia on the early hand is looking down at Debbie. Both pussies spread wide open, wide.

I pick up the stock lash and grant it a duo of cracks in mid-air, I am experienced with this lash and so is Sonia, well she does jazz how the receiving end feels at least. This however will be the first meter she has been whipped in front of other people, we had discussed this and she is eager to shew her resilience, I on the other script am determined to break her in front of our friends.

"Steve, I will demonstrate the use of this whip and then have it to you so you can grant her a couplet of bang. It is crucial to world-class calculate your dead reckoning so as not to cause any unintended harm, for case you do not require to hit the human face or neck. I normally stand back and have a practice session swing or two which are so visible radiation they barely touch the skin."

I stand about five understructure to Sonia's left side and about the same to her tail. She looks stunning from here I can see her upper second joint muscles hard and severely they join in to her tree trunk at the base of her backside cheek. These half round globes appear attached to her consistence below a rigid back that is slightly bent forward at the rear of the waist. The arrant hourglass shape which is partially formed by these features is clearly evident from this angle and the side of her left breast forms the only deviation from such an almost geometrical figure.

I come back to world, holding the whip in my right hand I lightly swing aiming at Sonia's shoulder sword. The whip barely touches her pelt, I repeat this unconscious process a couple of times, Sonia is tensing up waiting for the existent tap. On the quartern swing music I bring my arm forward with lightning velocity and retain the swing until way after the party whip has struck her dead body. The on-swing is the surreptitious to inflicting annoyance and getting the cracking sound as the whip strikes the flesh.

Sonia's upper body jerking forward in a futile attempt to escape the lash 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 situation at Sonia's feet, mouth agape.

"Steve, add up 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 come up and particularly see where the tail end of the lash has wrapped around her slope and struck just here on the side of her tit, that's where it hurts the most. The consummate shot is where the tip of the whip lands right on the nipple ”.

Steve runs his fingers along the wale and uses the confidential information of his finger to incite the mark developing on the side of her breast."I love it ”, he says as I see his cock growing again.

"Ok stand back Steve and I will land a couple more ”, I step back and take my practice swing aiming for the piano lumbar region just above her rump. Again my target area is to have the tip wrapper around her waistline and leave a tell-tale grade on her face. My jive is double-dyed, the whip strikes her low-down back, it cracks against her skin dead in subscriber line with her belly clitoris but a few column inch to the slope. Again her body lurches forward but way too late to have got any influence on the pain in the ass imparted by the blow. I waste no time and strike again two Sir Thomas More time in quick succession and a little downcast each fourth dimension. Every smash is perfect, there are now four red welt on her backbone from her lower shoulder to her rump. Sonia has tears in her eyes and she is wriggling her arse trying to ease the painful sensation, the movement is somewhat restricted with her feet anchored to Debbie's.

"Steve, your spell ”, I say as I hand him the whip,"rack on the early incline and criss-cross my German mark, commemorate to take a diffuse practice swing showtime ”. I lean in to Sonia and pull her head back so I can pay her a candy kiss. Even though she has been stiff and only let out the occasional oink I notice her mouth has that excess moistness associated with crying."Are you ok letting Steve practice on you ? ”, I ask, not that I would stop him if she said no. She looks into my eyes and simply nods approval.

I move back and say"go for it Steve ”. Sonia rolls her head to her right wing to depend at Steve, he returns her gaze for a second and then looks to contain his spinal column swing, she grits her teeth. Steve lets fly with a hard and degraded cut, the whip lying 2-dimensional on her spine just below my start hit, Sonia lets out an"Arghhh"as she struggles to get her symmetricalness back for the next baseball swing. Steve's next vacillation hits her lower but it is not quite long enough and the tip finishes its change of location on her left butt cheek digging mysterious into the soft physical body. He draws back and baseball swing again this time leaning in a footling closer, the whip hits close to the last bull's eye but this prison term it wraps around her lower body and the scald end fling right on her twat.

Sonia lets out a high up pitched yelp, obviously she was not prepared for a hit in such a sore plaza. She is now breathing hard, sweating and crying openly, but she stands make for the next strike.

Steve and I come together and discuss the eyelash he has laid on her. We look at her rear and finger the wale with our finger paying particular attention to the cryptic mark, almost broken skin, on her rump where his cilium was a bit unforesightful. We both take a closer spirit at her pussy where the live tap finished, I touch her snatch right where it is red, she is wet, I find it amazing that when being hurt like this she get turned on but that's my adorable wife. Steve also has a feeling and I notice he pushes his finger deep inside, I can't see what he is doing in there but Sonia lets out a pleasurable moan.

All this time Debbie has been silent watching the minutes but now rattles her ankle and askes to be freed, Steve obliges and unties her ankles and as she stands he releases her men. Debbie moves in and try the welt on Sonia's back which she has not been capable to see until now. Debbie gossip"These look marvellous, can I do some ?"as she holds her hand out for the whip.

I say"Maybe, but not just yet"as I take control of the party whip. Debbie is rubbing her own tits on Sonia's back, each of her hands running up and down Sonia's incline, it's almost like she is fucking her from fundament, biting her on the scruff of the neck. Her manpower hold up my wife's tits as she closes her finger around the nipples. I ask her"please pull out her pap jewellery, I don't what then to get caught in the whip ”. She quickly moves to the front and unscrews each nipple bar ball and carefully removes the bar, being sure enough to watch the horseshoe as each bar comes out. Then just to polish off off she sucks the teat. I give her a beneficial hard flick on her perfect derriere with the whip and she screams with surprise. I tell her to get out of the way or she will get more. She backs off quickly leaving Sonia's nipple moist and erect.

"Ok cat and gal, here we go with the stopping point, I will set some red Saint Mark on Sonia's front from her boobs to her second joint. Some will come in from the front and I will try to get a few from around her back ”."Are you ready my slattern ”, Sonia barely moves only looks me in the center and gives the smallest of nods. Already I am erect so I give it a fiddling rub to get the notion going. I note Debbie and Steve are in a obliquely embrace, she's holding his cock 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 inaugural hit is modest but just the tip of the whip hits her absolutely centre on her midriff, she pulls back but way too late. The second is much harder and a little eminent striking her on the bottom of her depart tit, the red weal almost cuts the skin and she lets out a slight screaming. Now she is trying to act back, this is why I had her stand on the modest BM while I tied her off, with the excess tension in her arms the bonds do not allow a lot move. I waste no fourth dimension in aiming my next strike rightfulness on her pap of the Lapp tit, my aim is a little off, the lash hits the white shape to the incline of the areola and skips sideways hitting the teat after the force has been absorbed. Another shriek and now she has real tears in her heart. 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 field I find it difficult to land an accurate hit on the right wing mamilla so I move a petty closer and say to Steve,"I will now wrap the whip right around her back so the tips hits her rightfulness mamilla ”.

I swing firm but stop the movement as the whip contacts her side this allows the remaining tail to wrap her body, it doesn't causal agency lots tenseness on her back but as the tip finishes its travel it cracks incisive on the side of her right tit, that attender stretched pelt. She grunts, I missed the nipple, I swing again. This time a bit harder, truehearted and closer and"BAM"a take aim hit, the frayed end of the whip contacts her rightfield nipple with a loud fissure. She screams pulling at her bonds, turning her trunk sideways trying to get away. Her right wing thigh heftiness contract as that knee comes up in a feeble endeavor to protect her pep pill organic structure. The toes of the other animal foot try to maintain contact lens with the background, her 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 cheek is streaked with tears.

I swing again, a endorse hand swipe this time hitting her tensed belly she could see that one coming, both knees come up but they do not serve, immediately a red strip begins to look. I quickly follow with a forehand shot swing hitting the side of her fanny, then a bet on hand targeting her spread pussy with the tail end of the whip. With her leg held open by the spreader bar it is an slow hit and a channelize upwards separatrix division her lips even further, she screams an extensive"FUUUUCK"followed by a more tranquil"No more, No more, RED, RED ”. She is now sobbing, her upper chest of drawers is wet from her tear and saliva and she swears at me.

I still need to exhibit her when she says"no safe news"it means"no safe word"so I continue my onrush respective More very surd hits right on her mamilla across her nipples and just above, she has so many banding merging they are difficult to count. She is shaking her body trying to escape.

I move behind her and take off a barrage up between her legs, it is concentrated to get a wide swing but then the target is the most sensitive division of a woman's body and accuracy is more important than force. Some of the collision wrap between her peg up past her pussy and hit her pubic mound, they leave a cracking sound. Then there are few that end right hand in her cunt, the whiplash sounds a minuscule muffled by the soft lips but the vocal sounds coming from her to a greater extent than draw 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 other two it is metre 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 couple"

Debbie stands on Sonia's decently English and intention right across Sonia's titty, her first base hit is a little low, slipping off the humble swell of Sonia's knocker but the second work stoppage is perfective tense and lays the whip end on her left pap and the rest of the lash squashes the right on nipple into the tit. Sonia screams"FUCK you Debbie ”.

I take the whiplash back saying"She has had enough, now we must pay heed to her"

I take the stress off her arms one at a time and release her, as she stands savorless footed I undo the spreader bar while she supports herself with her hands on my shoulders. When she is free she leans her naked and striped body against me and I return the embrace, I cuddle and support her, running my hands over her back as her tits are squashed against my chest. I can feel the welts that have risen in her hide, they will take weeks to fade.

I walk her over to the sun lounge and lay her John L. H. Down on her social movement then foot up some lotion and set about massaging it into her skin, Debbie and Steve come over and help, there are now six large-hearted hand gently tending to her bruised skin.

I roll her over face up and pour Thomas More lotion on her dead body, again we all gently massage her dead body, Debbie is concentrating on her lower abdomen Steve on her tits, I am occupy to see where this is going as Debbie face gets close and closer to Sonia's pussy. My cock is close to my wife's open and inviting mouth.

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