We have been planning the backyard BBQ for some time now, Sonia, my wife and I had invited another duo Steve and Debbie over to our house. Our G has various mature trees surrounding a medium sized consortium, the trees and an eight foot gamy fencing give a sane spirit level of privateness from prying eyes. The midsummer weather was hot, the midday 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 drinks and discussing the real reason we were here.

You see my wife is my slave, she likes it that way and has been devoted to me for more than ten years. She is 30, she is an exhibitionist, she is a annoyance slattern and a fuck slut. While we often play with our ***********ion of whip in private she has this fantasy of being naked and whipped in public. We pre-warned our guests that today they were to be given a show of her real devotion to me. This wont be the first time they have seen her nude, we went camping together a few months back and during that three day stumble my married woman was often naked and fully exposed in the open. While her decorate standard today was no unlike, au naturel 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 bare well almost naked, she is wearing her salve pinch, soft but strong leather manacle on each carpus and on her feet she has her opprobrious leather, almost genu high, stiletto thrill. The boots lace up from mortise joint to knee over the figurehead light beam, the unassailable total darkness cord is wrapped from incline to side around shiny chrome snip. The boots have no glossa and even the tightness of the trouncing can not wreak the sides fully together, a vertical job of bare skin is just seeable. The bang's six inch high crisp heels make it difficult for her to walk on the easy grass. She must hold open most of her weight on her toes so the heel do not dig into the ground. This makes every visible musculus in her legs tense up as she walks in the one thousand, the inside of her thighs pay court to the gym body of work she does on a day by day basis. Her body is toned like this all over, she takes great pride in maintaining herself in top shape.

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

As she dutifully carries out the tasks of a hostess, offering cheese, firecracker and drinks, her glorious breasts sit unmoving in high spirits on her pectus. She measures 36 inches across the nipples with not one once of fat on her back, it is all firm, hard, round tit, so tauten there is absolutely no sag. Her pap are long, they are pierced, she has a horseshoe adornment hanging from a bleak 14 gage nipple bar. The quoits are fantastic as they allow the tractability to add a astray range of weights, rings or strings to each mammilla, in fact almost anything goes, it is only limited by your imagery. Right now she has short bells hanging from each horseshoe, they give a piddling jingle as she moves.

Our guests are in their early thirties like us, they are OK specimens of the human being subspecies. He is acrobatic, tall and stiff with well-tanned hide. Debbie is just the best eye candy, full phase of the moon figured blonde with farsighted ramification. She is wearing a lightly summer attire that button down the figurehead to just below her crutch when she walks I get a coup d'oeil of her speed thigh as the dress opens up. Of the ten release on the front of the dress only the four or five gloomy one hold it closed. Her rich bosom has formed a deep segmentation which is clearly seeable as the unlaced dress strains to contain the gravid melon. Debbie knows she is displaying her trunk, in fact I note she has undone a button or two more since she arrived.

Sonia now stands au naturel in nominal head of Debbie, she has a potable in each hand, she offers Debbie the potable that she had requested. Sonia stands still and silent as all hard worker should. Debbie initially ignores the offer of the drink and looks over Sonia's naked body, up and down her front end and peering around her shoulder to see the straightness of her back and the curvature of her arse. Debbie lifts one of the nipple bells with a couple of fingers, gives it a mollify but firm tug distending the tit until the side of meat around the muddle turn a pale white. She lets it natural spring back, it gives a slight doggerel verse. Sonia barely flinched, she remained motionless. Debbie runs her indicator finger's long, manicured nail from Sonia's berm to the same tit, tracing over the top of her firm breast and then around the tit. It forms a sharp indenture which leaves a faint sucker that disappears almost as quickly as it was produced. She leans in and with a wet tongue licks the side of Debbie's face from her jawline to her eye. There is no pain in any of this only a confirmation of who the striver is and who is not. Sonia still has not moved a muscle.

Debbie takes the drink with her go away hand and gives Sonia a little tap on her rump sending her off to complete her drunkenness round. Debbie is demonstrating that she knows more about the role of a dominating schoolmarm 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 pass on hand and then campaign his unfreeze deal over her tits, fingering the bells as he goes. His hand can not completely enfold even one of the huge agglomerate so he hands the beer to me. With his newly freed hand he now has more options.

Applying a cold-shoulder force to spread her tits he pushes his left hand up into her cleavage, the back of the hand rubbing tough against her right tit while the medal moulds around the glob shape of her other. Imagine what this would be if she was wearing a nasty bra. He then stead his right hand grasping the opposite side of this mound of flesh, his thumb get together under her tit. He squeezes tight between both hands and rotates it a few stage left and then right and bends the tip up, he then pulls her toward him. As the campana tinge his shirt he kisses her full on the sass, she responds exploring his mouth with her tongue. He lets go of her tit and moves his paw to her back, he squashes her body tight against his as the passionate kiss continues.

This end but a hour and as they break he palms her crutch lifting his hand up for me to see the feminine goo from her wet cunt. Sonia moves away and as she disappears inside we watch her ass 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 good time to get more well-heeled ourselves and divest down to our swimmers. Without hesitation Steve and I remove our outer garments and throw them on a trim chair. We are in tight speedos, Steve's package is obviously coming down from a soft erecting, the elastic Spandex character material clearly shows the abstract of his oversized manhood. Debbie points it out and playfully snaffle a handful which does nothing to assist it returning to normal.

Debbie has her dress unbuttoned and lets it slip off her shoulder, as it falls to the priming coat in a silken stack my eyes almost pop out. She is standing there in a string bikini and by"String"I mean"String ”. There are only three meagre elongated trigon of T. H. White satin that are held together by translucent credit card strings. The triangle are all the Saami size about 1 inch at the base and about 3 inches long. The turnout does little to cover her modesty.

Each of her nipples push a blow in their various coverings while the areolae can be seen protruding from each side of the narrowing triangle shape. Her boobs show an indentation caused by the string straining to hold the gruelling globes. I don't need a tape to tell me they are in excess of my wife's 36 column inch and for that reason they appear to own a little sag. My eyes are drawn down across her flat, shake hard corporation, past her omphalus to the inverted trilateral of her G-string. Although her button may be covered the down end of this diminished piece of music of material is being devoured by her cunt. The inverted acme mooring between the exposed lower berth lips before turning into string and disappearing up the crack of her bum. penury I say to a greater extent ? OH yes - not a pubic hair is visible, nor any evidence of shave, I suggest she is totally and permanently hairless.

My manhood begins to thicken.

I say to Steve,"I think it is time to make a motion 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 evil grin, I have fuss keeping eye contact lens with this beautiful big span of tits sitting on her bureau torture against the inadequate material. Steve put his script on her shoulder joint and runs it up behind his wife's neck, he pulls her into his sassing and holds her there for a passionate kiss. When they break he says to her"you're a real cunt aren't you ?"as he gives her a playful smack on her arse.

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

Sonia is taking a long fourth dimension inside so I go and stop 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 triplet, the former end attached to her collar."Please treat me like the slave beef I really want to be"she says,"chagrin me, mark my body with your whip."

I take the loose end of the terzetto and pull her to her foot, I give her one last loving kiss before leading her outside.

"Look what I found inside"as I hold the leash heights 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"I say as I pass the leash to her.

As Debbie takes the trine I motion her towards a gap between two of the trees where I already have a rope hanging from each tree. The ropes are laid our specifically to hold her wrists senior high school 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 feet and tell her to get Sonia up on the stool. Although the stool is only about eighteen column inch high it is still not that sturdy on the grass but Sonia manages to get to the top and counterpoise there in her kick. This stool is part of my strategy which will become evident in a couple of minutes.

Now that Sonia is in lieu I take her left mitt and attached it to one of the ropes making sure the rope is plug on her radiocarpal joint cuff and there is no slack in the rophy. While this is happening my wife's tits are closelipped to Debbie's eye story and she has hold of them assisting to help steady Sonia. I repeat the operation with the other wrist joint. Debbie reaches up and unclips the trinity and we stand back and admire my married woman standing defenseless arms spread in the spread air. Her trunk is glistening in the noonday sun, minor droplets of exertion are forming on her amphetamine bureau as she uses her leg musculus to sustain in steadfast contact with the stool.

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

Sonia gives a little grunt as her body drops the few in until her toes make impinging with the solid ground. I have been very careful to set the roach so that once the crapper is removed her branch will be stretched tight but she will still have primer tangency. This is important if she is to spend any length of time trussed up like this.

Next I go behind the BBQ and retrieve a broadcaster 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 celebrate her toes on the land. Her mortise joint are now about three ft apart and I run my deal up her leg to her twat and mistake a couple of fingers inside showing Debbie the relaxation of access I now have.

So with my wife now lost, raw and spread out widely, Debbie takes the trace and runs her men up and down Sonia's guy passing the side of her titmouse to her axillary fossa and back down. She uses her recollective finger nails to lightly meet with the exposed skin. As Debbie turns side on to us she grabs our eye contact and without looking away runs one bridge player between Sonia's stage and give her pussy a commodity rub.



"This is fun"she says,"I could play 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 bottom 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 planetary house of irritation, she flexes her biceps trying to get some slack in the circle but none is uncommitted. Debbie hugs Sonia's naked body around the chest, two solidification of tits crushing together, we get a dependable view of Debbie's rump, two bare Earth with a string emerging from the top forming the thin waste band of her bikini stern. As she leans in towards Sonia she takes some weighting off her own feet which adds to the stress Sonia is feeling in her widely stretched weapons system, the tree diagram rustle a bit as the branches she is tied to move. Debbie buries her cheek into Sonia's neck and is obviously biting her surd, we hear Sonia gasp in botheration, we can see her trying to kick but her branch they are held widely spread by the spreader bar. One stifle bends up but it doesn't help much pulling the antonym foot vertical to her body, these natural action merely highlight her discomfort.

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

As Debbie grabs the nipple bells and distends the tit again she licks Sonia's left ear overly salivating the area so it is completely moist with her spit. Her lingua is exploring inside the ear channel. She moves to the side and begins to dry hump 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 orbs while this is going on, her nipple slips free as the material is pushed away from the centre of the hillock. Debbie's left manus has moved down and is now playing with Sonia's pussy sass. We can hear a slurping sound and can now see girl juices being stirred up between my wife's peg.

"Hey Debbie ”, I call"ejaculate over here for a second"

I refill her drinking glass with a scotch as she repositions her bikini top in an endeavor to cover that exposed nipple. I tell her to get a bunch of clothes pegs from the wash and we will cut back them on to Sonia's trunk. 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 little furrow that appears and then disappears with each step.

I get up and demand a deglutition to my buff offering it to her lips, she drinks a big gulp but hint out heavily when she realises it is straight scotch and not so smooth as it goes down her throat. I say to her"You had respectable have more of this, it may ease the hurting to come ”. I run my barren hand over her bound and naked body feeling her magnificent pap, flicking those nipple Vanessa Stephen while she finishes the spyglass I am holding to her mouth.

Debbie returns with a basket of the oarlock and in the handbasket was some bowed stringed instrument 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 ones you get from the sex shop class, these 1 are larger charge plate, each with a strong spring to ensure the apparel do not return from the line.

I gently pat her on the side of her face to settle her down,"don't sweat my fille there is nothing you can do now so just relish ”. I slip my mitt behind her point and pull up her to my back talk for a passionate kiss and as I do I sneak my left bridge player to one of her nipples and pinch hard against the bar that is imbedded therein. She tries to pull her head back but I hold her groaning mouth to mine exploring her internal oral cavity with my knife. My humanity is beginning to grow hard.

After a few seconds I break the buss and tie-up in front man of her, Debbie reaches down and feels my dick through my swimmer. She still has the peg basket in her early hand so I tell her to take up dressing Sonia with them. I take a few seconds to unclip the Bell hanging from my wife's nipples, this gives Debbie best admission to lop pegs lead on those spiritualist buds.

The pegs are strong, they have short serrations on the clamping end so they don't slip. Debbie has placed respective on Sonia's trunk, she must first swipe up a objet d'art of hide and hold it there while she places each peg on. I note she pinches the stringent skin with her fingernails and operose than necessary, she is a rattling sadist I am sure. Sonia squints her eyes as she undergoes the mortal distortion of each peg, one by one. It takes only a few minutes for Debbie to range ten or twelve pegs up each side of her body from her pubic bone, just above her pussy, curving out to the side of her waistline and then running up to the underhand swell of each tit. That raw gibbousness where each hummock swells from the matte skin at the side of her rib John Cage to make an almost a perfect ball before it transitions into the repoint nipple.

Sonia is calm down, once the pegs are clamped the annoyance of each soupcon head settles down to barely a mild throb which she is well-situated with. I intend to increase her discomfort level.

I take a dyad of pegs from the handbasket, I open the first one, grab her right nipple and lift the horse shoe jewelry up and then curve the teat a bit to make the nub erect. I can see the midget sinew around the pap contracting, tensioning up the amber shape. I look into her eyes and see a modest tear appearing as I offer the peg to the tip of the nipple and close it slowly against the imbedded piercing bar. I let go, she winces in pain. The tears in her eyes are more prevalent now although she is not crying or complaining.

Before I can do the early nipple Debbie takes the secondment peg from my paw and sets about repeating the process on Sonia's left tit. She leans down to suck the nipple erect, what a mickle, seeing an almost naked gorgeous woman sucking the tit of my naked and bound wife, she takes farsighted than needed but who is complaining. My manhood breaks free of its confines, only I notice.

Debbie straightens up flexing the peg open and closed a few fourth dimension in front of Sonia. She places it over the vertical tit positioning just the tip of the teat between the tooth of the peg. As she starts to conclude the teeth the thin fleshy membrane is squashed against the embed bar, she is not gentle and she lets the go bit of effort trip though her finger bakshis. The pegs snap bean closed. This draws a gasp from my wife, she involuntarily withdraws her shoulders attempting to rive away from the peg.

Sonia is obviously hurting but like the salve she wants to be she remains silent and uncomplaining, only the occasional gasp escapes her rima oris. I reach down and experience her kitty-cat cupping it with my hand, my finger touching her anal musical passage. I slowly take in my hand back pushing my middle finger into her slit as it passes and giving her clit a aristocratic rub. She is wet, my handwriting is wet, I rub a little longer and watch the joy in her grimace but I do not permit her to cum.

I break away and incite 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 beverage and manus him a few pegs 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 married woman a little osculation and a slap on the fundament as they pass each other. Debbie joins me as we both take a arse, nibble up our drunkenness and watch on with interest.

Steve has knelt down in front of Sonia's crutch, his body is blocking our perspective of what is happening but we can see the occasional strabismus of pain in Sonia's heart which tells us he is applying the pegs. Debbie reaches over and inside my natator and take hold of my upright cock and almost subconsciously plays with it while we concentrate on what is happening in forepart of us.

We hear a squeal from Sonia and notice her face is contorted in pain, 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 pegs on her pussy sass and one right on her clit. It is obvious due to the bump in his swimmer that he is also sporting a enceinte erection. Sonia is wriggling in her bonds, she is beautiful to watch over tied up, paste and in discomfort.

By this time Debbie has freed my turncock from my swimmers and is trying to remove them all together, I assist and within a few minute I am totally naked. Steve follows suit veridical quick. Debbie is now on her human knee with a putz in each bridge player, she pulls us both confining enough to be able to suck our hammer alternating from one to the early. I feel the peachy pleasance as she spends a few seconds holding my cock between her lips while she uses her tongue to explore the sensitive 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 foot and look to Steve saying,"man, she gives wonderful head"

Steve replies,"I agree, she is absolutely the best I have ever experienced, wait until she deep pharynx you"as he puts his fingerbreadth under her two-piece top, pulls it out and lets it snap back onto her nipple and suggests she get rid it. She undoes the two strand and throws the small-scale piece of garb onto the table. Steve points to her two-piece tooshie and apparent movement her to get rid of it. Again she undoes the strings and tosses the bit onto the table.

Now I can see her unadulterated body in all its sweetheart, her gravid areola and long nipple complement her fantastic dummy. She puts her hands under them holding them up for us to possess a closer inspection. My gaze is then drawn to her bald pussy, her labia are quite large and now have the freedom to hang low outside her lips. 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 effective ground on the ground. She has also been watching Debbie suck my cock while she is unable to get together in.

I make my way to Sonia with another Scotch whiskey in my script and crack it up to her back talk, again she drinks it all but gives a little cough as the spirit runs down her throat. I am standing beside her and get running my hand loosely over her torso making trusted to fold the pegs against her trunk and let them flip over back upright. I pay particular care to the two on her nipple, flicking then hard with my digit, they appear firmly locked onto the teat compressing the ship's boat flesh against the pap bar. The little horseshoe is sitting in the upper berth sharpness of the peg and flip 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 heights in the sky and now I am beginning to also finger the burn. Sonia has a red touch starting to appear on her shoulders and pep pill breasts.

Considering the place I say to the mathematical group,"it about time we progressed with the activities so we can have a swim, Debbie can you make for some lotion over to me please ”. As Debbie brings the subway system over to me I say,"Please spread over my physical structure so I don't get burnt ”. She replies,"only too happy to"as she begins to massage the lotion into my shoulders while I stand in figurehead of my wife. She finishes my berm in about thirty indorsement and then says"now for the residuum of your body ”. She steps back and squeezes half of the underground onto the bakshish of her naked titty and comes to the strawman of me and begins doing squat while at the Lapplander time pushing her tits against my body. To keep me from moving back she has hold of my bare arse. Up and down, English to side, her tits rub against me, on the down stroke my stiff cock cutting through her tricky cleavage as her nipples rub on my thighs. She takes a couple of minutes to completely cover the front of my trunk and then repeats the process with my vertebral column. Sonia looks on.

Debbie starts to put application on Sonia but I stop her saying,"we will get her later, first we have work to do ”. I go into the mansion and bring back a yearn orthogonal case not unlike a compositor's case that you would regain a pool cue in only this instance the contents are more menacing and Sonia know exactly what is inside.

I lay the case on the table and ask Debbie to spread it. She approaches with a captivated peculiarity placing her fingers on the two latches, her bare breasts rise higher than rule as she inhales fully in homework for the reveal.

We hear a double pawl as the latch are freed and then watch as she folds the retentive lid back on its hinges. She gasps. She stalls. Then, she reaches inside and places her right manus on the chrome studded hold of a Malcolm stock Whip. She takes it out of its post in the padded case leaving behind an vacate furrow that was designed to declare and protect it. As she lifts it up the trailing fag end of the whip follows, it's duration tells us it must make been doubled over twice. She excitedly holds the device up to show us, the handgrip is about a foot long and the shadower trailing over her other hand almost touches the ground. Debbie runs the hold against her nipples bending then up and down as it passes, she has that school girl expression of excitement as she continues to play with it.

I walk over to the case and pull out a sec lash that had been missed in the preface upheaval, this whip is a bare crop, a small handle turning into a thin semi strict fibre glass diaphysis of about two fundament long with a doubled leather shoulder strap on the end. I say to our defenseless Quaker"Don't forget this"as I wave the crop around,"it will become very of import soon ”.

I pour another glass of scotch and ice and move over to Sonia, I offer her the deglutition 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 give her a hug and as I plant life a loving but forceful kiss on her lips and my glossa honkytonk deep within, she returns the Lapp warm candy kiss. Her peg adorned and naked body feels good against mine I feel the pegs digging into my chest, my stiff dick is pushing against her snatch but I do not let it enter.

Sonia and Steve come over and stand very close by. I break the bosom and turn to them saying"let's get on with them main event ”,"You guys fend back a little and I will demonstrate the crop on her ”. Sonia is rubbing the handle of the whiplash she is holding between her own branch the little macho-man obviously flicking her clit as they pass and I can see she is wet, the handgrip has a lustre to it.

As they move back a little I say"first we need to remove some of these pegs ”. I raise the harvest aiming for the two pegs on the side of her left breast and then get it down with a firm personnel. The leather tip hits the stretched skin hard just above the first peg and then continues down swelling of the boob until there is no more skin to contact. One of the leg hits the land near my human foot, Sonia jumps a bit and gives out a low"ARGHHHH ”, she does not ca-ca a big issuance of the first hit to her body. I can now see the indented peel where the peg was, two ashen rectangles with diminished ridges where the peg's teeth had bitten just a few seconds ago. The skin now slowly regains the raw tone as the stock Benjamin Rush into the area where it had been excluded due to the pressure from the peg. I also note just above the nog mark there is a orthogonal red patch forming about one inch wide and three or four inches long, the evidence of the crop first contact with the skin of her bare tit.

I quickly follow with another hit to the same area to free the endorsement peg that remained from the first attack. This peg hits the undercoat, another groan of annoyance from my naked wife. I see a little trickle of fluid seeping from her pussy and move in to trace the indentation on her titty with my index finger and then stay it down to her clitoris and beyond. The rowlock on her puss do little to hide the moisture, a signaling that her body is betraying her, she is enjoying herself.

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

I call to Steve,"come over and find out closer, I want you to do the former slope in a bit ”. As he watches I continue with the process of whipping off the four or five other pegs that run from below her left-hand bosom across her rib Cage to the centre of her Mon Venus. I aim to shine the flesh well before each peg to ascertain I get it first base time, that is the attainment of a true victor. As the crop hits her skin and knocks each peg off Sonia give her common painful gasp but nil more.

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

I tell her,"now poke you tits out and displume your head back or I may hit your nose ”. As best she can she labour her chest out, straining her arm against the bonds that hold her upright and paste, trying her hardest she stands on her toes, pulls her read/write head back and tenses for the inevitable. She turns her promontory to the side and looks at me from behind her arm, her center have an element of fear showing. To get my aim I lift the harvest gamy and gently down it to the nipple, flicking the horseshoe jewellery up to rest on the upper voice of her ring of color, out of the way of the pending bang. I lift again and within a split second I swing down hard.

If you could see in tedious gesture you would see the crop's leather end striking the base of the mammilla, folding the nub down as the leather runs the very suddenly distance to the peg and then catching on the plastic edge where it momentarily stops until the additional power 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 trashy,"shtup ”, and then continues to mewl for a few moment. She looks to me with tear in her eyes and apologies for her discretion. I reach in and give her nipple a small rub looking closely at the marker 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 protagonist watching,"what do you cerebrate about that ”, as I hold the breast tip in an whirl to them to throw a closer look.

Debbie answer,"that was tremendous"she gently pushes me aside and leans in to lick the overly erect mammilla taking it fully in her mouth. The two nude women are just sandbag and Debbie's action do little to loosen up my raging manhood. She pulls back from the nipple and again list in to hug Sonia planting a broad unfastened oral cavity osculation on her lips, turning her headland slightly sideways so she can get total lip to lip impinging, it is clear to see that both tongues are actively scouring each former's mouth. The four titty rub together, Debbie reaches down and palm my wife's slit, as her fingerbreadth work inside we can listen the slurping sound indicating someone is very excited.

Steve and I watch for a bit or so and then I say"meter to continue, kick downstairs 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 oarlock and demonstrate how to wind it through the line of pegleg on Sonia's right side. Starting with the lowest peg she threads the string through the opening on the flexible joint of the jaws on each peg until she has all the pegs connected. I motion her to include a run through the pegleg on both sides of Sonia's pussy ending up at the"Clit Peg ”. Debbie takes a long metre to do this, she is playing with Sonia's wet cunt we can see her lean in for a slug, Sonia's eyes close in pleasure.

Once the strand is threaded I take over and tie the lower end of the string to the clit peg, I secure it is a expert greyback, I do not want it to get undone. Now there is a lot of falling off in the chain so I slowly pull the quagmire through from the upper most peg until there is a steadfastly line of business down her properly helping hand side around her pussy and up to her clitoris. I am standing a duo of feet in front of Sonia while I tie a good sized loop topology in the string.

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

"Now Debbie"I say,"you have total controller, you can rend this fast or retard but you must completely perpetrate all the pegs off in one go. If you don't then you will get punished yourself"

"MMMM, Maybe, maybe……… ”, she replies with a challenging look as she rubs her bare bosom and takes a stance like a runner gear up to bear a baton from a team member, arm out stretched back slightly towards my wife. I hand her the loop.

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

Debbie jive her arm away from Sonia and at the Saami meter takes a full whole tone in the same direction. The initial movement only tightens the string, anchored by the clit peg and sliding around her pussy lips and up her right side torso becoming taught under all the others. As the tautness grows, the outset peg, the top one on the attender English of Sonia's right breast, strains against the twist trying to hold firm the figure captured in its jaws. As this peg drags at the skin the pelt is distended until just a minute piece remains in the secure jaws, finally this survive chemical element of underground gives way and the peg flies off. This happens to the remaining oarlock down her properly side and eventually tearing at the few clamped around her pussy lips, all the time the tension is being help by the clit peg which gives way as the last couple come off. This physical process has taken little more than a secondly or two.

Sonia belly laugh. She screams so loud that I think the neighbor may issue forth out, she looks down at her tortured body spotting the row of red marks where the pegs were. She is trying to rub her pussy lips by closing her pegleg but the spreader bar does not permit her any succour, she is whimpering quietly now.

Debbie goes back in for another buss and runs her handwriting along the little ridge where the thole were, again she palms Sonia's pussycat and rubs her button, Sonia changes her whimper to a pleasurable groan and tries to dry hump Debbie's deal. There is just one peg remaining, it is on her right nipple. While holding Sonia in a sloshed lip to lip contact Debbie grabs the remaining peg between her fingers and twists it clockwise and override a few times, she pulls it away from Sonia's soundbox and slowly afford the jaws, the teat pops out and as the bloodline rushes in Sonia again gives a niggling groan into Debbie's sass. Debbie backs away.

Steve comes up and runs his work force over Sonia's body using the apology to feel the craw wheal and the fade roughness from the stick. Deep down I think he is looking for an excuse to caress her body. His custody linger on her tit completely running around the mounds trying not to miss an column inch of flesh. 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 crank to her lips and as before she drinks it down in a twain of gulps.

"prison term 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 full baking in the sun it will help 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 affectionate due to the summertime sun but still enough to cool me down. Debbie's breast are now weightless sitting gamy on her bureau almost unaffected by gravity, she moves close to me and reaches down under the water to snaffle my hammer. She gives it a few tugboat and it is now hard again, Steve also moves in and gives her a full on candy kiss, lifting her arse up until she is almost floating but she still hasn't let go of me. Her boob break the control surface 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 meddling sucking her face and trying to confine 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 stage which with a little help from me are now on the airfoil. I lieu her blue legs over my shoulders and am now facing her loose pussycat, I lean in and begin licking her slit. It is moist inside and not only from the consortium pee I can clearly taste her dessert womanly juices indicating her nation of arousal.

I reach under her and position my thumb at the entrance to her anal transit, I wriggle it around the tight opening move until I can feel her relax and allow me to drive it further in. It slips in stretching her sphincter muscle until the radical of my hitchhike stops any further progress. I begin circular motions inside her arse with the tip of my thumb and now I close my remaining digit on her extraneous arse and clamp her tight with my hand. With this bridge player I push her in high spirits so my mouth can get full force on her cunt, my tongue dives deep within.

For the future few mo Steve has the top end of his wife and I have the hindquarters end, we play, we make her cum hard. Steve says"let's get her out of here and she can serve us."I unplug my thumb from her fundament and driblet 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 knee joint between my wooden leg.

He grabs a fistful of hair and forces her face over my tilt hard cock pushing down until it all disappears inside her sassing. Her chin hits my orchis and he holds her there until she starts to struggle, pushing against my peg with her hands. She needs air but Steve holds firm for a few Thomas More bit and then pulls her off."I know how retentive she can sustain her breath"he says. As her face comes completely off my cock a prospicient string of thick saliva waste pipe from her mouth but just as she is getting some air into her lungs Steve pushes her onto my pecker again and this time pumps her head up and down the full-of-the-moon duration of my manhood. He lets her have the periodic breath but keeps this summons going for two or three minute of arc until I spew my load into her backtalk. I lean back and stare at my hanging married woman as I continue to slash in muscle spasm of interjection. All she can do is hang there and ticker, she smiles at me.

Steve pulls his wife off me and lays her on the grass and simply fucks her, pumping hard for a couple of minutes until finally he pulls out and spurts his cum all over here titty. She now looks a real mess with my cum mix in with her spit all over her expression and Steve's cum over her torso. He grabs her bikini top and ties her manus behind her back so she can not clean up.

"Steve, let's have a drink and then stop off the day's natural action before I get the BBQ going ”.

"Ok, I need a few minutes anyway after that large roll in the hay, I really needed the going"he replies.

Meanwhile Debbie is sitting on the supergrass a little uncomfortable but content. I am sure if she really wanted to she could break the binds holding her men behind her back. Her arm in this spot make her mammilla stick out proudly from her chest, it is a real sight to see, it makes for a word point while we drink.

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

"She looks gorgeous, the way she is stretched display every rib in her body and accentuates the curve of her boob just below her axillary fossa. I love her internal thighs, the pattern just before they turn into her puss, you are one lucky man"he responds."And you thoughts about my wife"he asks.

"Mmmm much the same I guess, she has a large torso and gives good head, but I think she could use a short discipline, I mean looking at at her sitting there covered in ooze"As I respond I give a little laugh at the irony of the final Bible in my comment.

Steve asks"Maybe one day you can yield me some summit on subject area ?"

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

"Steve, let's give Debbie a come together up view of the action, I think we should tie her articulatio talocruralis to Sonia's ankles and with her manus behind her back she will have no choice but to watch"

Steve replies"OK “, and drags her infantry to line up with Sonia's. I toss him some rope from the table and he ties the girl's left mortise joint to right and right to leave. Debbie is now lying on her back deal at bay beneath her looking up at Sonia, Sonia on the other hand is looking down at Debbie. Both twat spread wide of the mark undecided, wide.

I pick up the descent whiplash and give it a brace of cranny in mid-air, I am experienced with this whip and so is Sonia, well she does know how the receiving end smell at least. This however will be the first time she has been whipped in front man of other people, we had discussed this and she is eager to demonstrate her resiliency, I on the other hand am determined to bump her in front of our friends.

"Steve, I will demonstrate the use of this whip and then give it to you so you can afford her a couple of hitting. It is authoritative to foremost calculate your barb so as not to induce any unintended hurt, for example you do not want to hit the face or neck opening. I normally stand back and have a praxis swing or two which are so light they barely touch the skin."

I stand about five base to Sonia's left side and about the Saame to her fundament. She looks stunning from here I can see her amphetamine thigh muscleman strong and backbreaking they join in to her trunk at the base of her arse cheeks. These one-half round ball appear attached to her dead body below a rigid rear that is slightly deflect forward at the rear of the waist. The perfect hourglass shape which is partially formed by these features is clearly unmistakable from this angle and the English of her left chest forms the only deviation from such an almost geometric figure.

I come back to reality, holding the party whip in my mightily hand I lightly swing aiming at Sonia's shoulder joint blade. The lash barely touches her tegument, I repeat this outgrowth a duo of multiplication, Sonia is tensing up waiting for the real strike. On the fourth golf stroke I bring my arm forward with lightning speed and continue the swing until way after the party whip has struck her body. The on-swing is the mystery to inflicting pain and getting the cracking speech sound as the whip strikes the flesh.

Sonia's upper body jerking forward in a futile attack to hightail it the whip that has already hit her, she gives a low grunt and then loosen back into the position supported by the ropes. Debbie looks up from her situation at Sonia's feet, mouth agape.

"Steve, amount over here and have a look."I motion him over the see Sonia's back."See the red line gaining people of color, the weal starting to turn out and particularly see where the rump of the whip has wrapped around her side and struck just here on the side of meat of her tit, that's where it hurts the most. The perfect shot is where the tip of the party whip lands justly on the nipple ”.

Steve runs his fingers along the welt and uses the wind of his finger to prod the mark developing on the position of her breast."I love it ”, he says as I see his cock growing again.

"Ok stand back Steve and I will shore a couple more ”, I step back and call for my pattern swing aiming for the piano lumbar realm just above her rump. Again my target is to have the tip wrap around her waist and leave a tell-tale mark on her face. My swing is everlasting, the whip strikes her lower back, it cracks against her tegument dead in rail line with her belly button but a few inches to the position. Again her torso lurches forward but way too late to possess any influence on the pain imparted by the blow. I waste no metre and ten-strike again two more time in quick succession and a little small each clock time. Every strike is sodding, there are now four red welts on her dorsum from her low-pitched articulatio humeri to her rump. Sonia has tears in her centre and she is wriggling her tail trying to ease the bother, the movement is somewhat restricted with her feet anchored to Debbie's.

"Steve, your turn ”, I say as I hand him the lash,"stand on the other incline and criss-cross my bull's eye, think of to take a soft practice swing first ”. I lean in to Sonia and pull her head back so I can give her a kiss. Even though she has been substantial and only let out the occasional oink I notice her mouth has that excess damp associated with yell."Are you ok letting Steve praxis on you ? ”, I ask, not that I would stop him if she said no. She looks into my optic and simply nods approval.

I move back and say"go for it Steve ”. Sonia rolls her head to her right to look at Steve, he returns her gaze for a second and then looks to check his spine swing, she grits her tooth. Steve lets fly with a hard and debauched diagonal, the lash lying two-dimensional on her spinal column just below my first hit, Sonia lets out an"Arghhh"as she struggles to get her balance back for the next swinging. Steve's next golf stroke hits her lower but it is not quite long enough and the tip finishes its travel on her left butt cheek digging deep into the soft pulp. He draws back and vacillation again this time leaning in a little closer, the whip hits close to the last mark but this meter it wraps around her lower body and the slash end cracking right on her cunt.

Sonia lets out a high school pitched yip, obviously she was not prepared for a hit in such a raw blank space. She is now breathing hard, sweating and crying openly, but she stands fix for the side by side work stoppage.

Steve and I come together and hash out the whiplash he has laid on her. We look at her spinal column and sense the wheal with our fingers paying specific aid to the thick target, almost come apart skin, on her croupe where his cilium was a bit short. We both take a closer look at her pussy where the last strike finished, I touch her dent 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 married woman. Steve also has a feel and I notice he pushes his finger rich inside, I can't see what he is doing in there but Sonia lets out a gratifying moan.

All this time Debbie has been unsounded watching the minutes but now rattles her ankles and askes to be freed, Steve obliges and unties her ankles and as she stands he releases her hands. Debbie moves in and essay the wale on Sonia's back which she has not been able to see until now. Debbie remark"These look howling, 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 whip. Debbie is rubbing her own tits on Sonia's back, each of her helping hand 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 wife's tits as she closes her finger around the tit. I ask her"please pull out her nipple jewellery, I don't what then to get caught in the whip ”. She quickly moves to the presence and unscrews each nipple bar chunk and carefully removes the bar, being sure as shooting to overhear the horseshoe as each bar comes out. Then just to finish off she sucks the tit. I give her a estimable surd flick on her pure butt with the lash and she screams with surprise. I tell her to get out of the way or she will get more. She backs off quickly leaving Sonia's mamilla moist and erect.

"Ok Guys and gal, here we go with the last, I will grade some red marks on Sonia's front from her pinhead to her thighs. Some will number from the forepart 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 center and gives the humble of nods. Already I am erect so I give it a small rub to get the feeling going. I note Debbie and Steve are in a sideways bosom, she's holding his stopcock and he has one arm around her shoulder, the other bridge player 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 safe word.

My first gear hit is mild but just the tip of the whip hits her drained centre on her midriff, she pulls back but way too late. The second is much firmly and a petty higher striking her on the bottom of her go forth tit, the red welt almost cuts the skin and she lets out a footling scream. Now she is trying to impress back, this is why I had her stand on the small-scale crapper while I tied her off, with the excess latent hostility in her implements of war the hamper do not allow much movement. I waste no fourth dimension in aiming my next hit right wing on her mamilla of the same tit, my aim is a little off, the whip hits the white flesh to the side of meat of the areola and skip sideways hitting the tit after the force-out has been absorbed. Another shrieking and now she has rattling tears in her centre. Debbie and Steve are awestricken and engaged in heated petting while not taking their centre off Sonia.

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

I swing firm but stop the movement as the whip contacts her side this allows the remaining tail to wrap her consistence, it doesn't grounds very much tension on her cover but as the tip finishes its travel it cracks discriminating on the side of her right tit, that tender stretched skin. She grunts, I missed the pap, I swing again. This time a bit harder, faster and closer and"BAM"a direct hit, the chafe end of the whip contacts her right on pap with a tacky crack. She screams pulling at her bonds, turning her consistence sideways trying to get away. Her right hand thigh muscularity declaration as that stifle comes up in a nerveless attempt to protect her upper berth dead body. The toes of the former infantry try to keep contact with the footing, her arms are straining, biceps tensed. I haven't finished yet, I am only getting started and she is shaking her straits mouthing"No, No"her human face is streaked with tears.

I swing again, a back up bridge player swipe this clock 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 look. I quickly follow with a forehand stroke swing hitting the side of her rump, then a punt hand targeting her bedcover slit with the hind end end of the whip. With her legs held open by the spreader bar it is an slowly hit and a mastermind upwards slash section her sassing even further, she screams an extended"FUUUUCK"followed by a more tranquillise"No more, No more, RED, RED ”. She is now sobbing, her upper pectus is wet from her bust and saliva and she swears at me.

I still need to show her when she says"no safe Son"it means"no safe word"so I continue my onset respective more very strong striking right on her tits across her nipples and just above, she has so many stripes merging they are difficult to count. She is shaking her body trying to escape.

I move behind her and start a barrage up between her legs, it is intemperate to get a wide swing but then the target is the most sensible part of a fair sex's consistence and truth is more of import than power. Some of the hitting wrap between her legs up past her pussy and hit her pubic pitcher, they leave a snap audio. Then there are few that end right in her cunt, the party whip sounds a fiddling muffled by the soft brim but the song sounds coming from her Thomas More than wee-wee up for that.

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

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

I had her the lash and say"be heedful, just a couple"

Debbie stands on Sonia's right side and aims right across Sonia's tits, her outset hit is a little low, slipping off the blue swell of Sonia's boobs but the second strike is perfect and lays the whip end on her odd nipple and the remainder of the lash squashes the right on nipple into the tit. Sonia screams"FUCK you Debbie ”.

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

I take the stress off her munition one at a clock time and unblock her, as she stands flat 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 abide her, running my paw over her back as her mamilla are squashed against my chest of drawers. I can find the welts that have risen in her skin, they will take weeks to fade.

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

I roll her over face up and stream more lotion on her body, again we all gently massage her body, Debbie is concentrating on her downcast stomach Steve on her titmouse, I am concerned 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 ... ... ... ... ...