We have been planning the backyard BBQ for some clock time now, Sonia, my wife and I had invited another mates Steve and Debbie over to our planetary house. Our yard has several mature tree diagram surrounding a medium sized pool, the trees and an eight invertebrate foot high fencing give a fair stage of privateness from prying heart. The June 21 weather condition was hot, the noon sun was high in the sky and I knew we would all end up in the pool later that day but for now we are all concentrated on having a few drink 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 year. She is 30, she is an exhibitionist, she is a pain slut and a eff slut. While we often play with our ***********ion of whiplash in secret she has this illusion of being naked and whipped in public. We pre-warned our node that today they were to be given a show of her tangible idolatry to me. This wont be the first time they have seen her naked, we went camping together a few months back and during that three day trip my wife was often naked and fully exposed in the afford. While her dress monetary standard today was no different, nude that is, her intervention may well be a new experience for our node.

Sonia and I talked about this day, she was eager to be the only one naked, she wants to show Steve and Debbie how secure she is. So, as I said before, she is bare well almost naked, she is wearing her salve collar, cushy but solid leather cuffs on each wrist and on her feet she has her black leather, almost knee high, stiletto rush. The boots lace up from ankle to knee over the forepart shaft, the solid black cord is wrapped from slope to side around shiny chrome time. The boot have no tongues and even the tightness of the lacing can not contribute the sides fully together, a vertical line of bare skin is just visible. The iron heel's six inch high sharp heel make it difficult for her to walk on the soft grass. She must keep most of her weight on her toes so the bounder do not dig into the ground. This makes every visible brawniness in her pegleg tense up as she walks in the yard, the inside of her thigh pay homage to the gym work she does on a daily fundament. Her soundbox is toned like this all over, she takes great pride in maintaining herself in top status.

Her outer snatch lips are well pronounced, beautifully rounded from the internal labia minora completing the contoured conversion to the privileged thighs without a single flaw, just perfective tense. Her clitoral hood is clearly visible where these mouth merge, I think I can even see the hardened nub starting to protrude from under the hood, it will be like that most of the clock time she is naked in front of us. This is her desire.

As she dutifully carries out the tasks of a hostess, offering tall mallow, crackers and deglutition, her magnificent knocker sit unmoving high on her chest of drawers. She measures 36 inch across the nipples with not one once of fat on her back, it is all business firm, hard, rung tit, so firm there is absolutely no sag. Her nipples are long, they are pierced, she has a horseshoe adornment hanging from a black 14 gage nipple bar. The horseshoes are grotesque as they allow the flexibleness to add a wide grasp of weights, tintinnabulation or twine to each mammilla, in fact almost anything goes, it is only limited by your imaginativeness. Right now she has trivial bells hanging from each horseshoe, they give a lilliputian doggerel as she moves.

Our invitee are in their early 30 like us, they are fine specimens of the human race. He is acrobatic, tall and solid with well-tanned skin. Debbie is just the outflank eye candy, full figured blonde with long legs. She is wearing a light summer dress that buttons down the movement to just below her crutch when she walks I get a glimpse of her upper thigh as the dress opens up. Of the ten push on the nominal head of the dress only the four or five lower ones hold it closed. Her ample bosom has formed a deep segmentation which is clearly visible as the unbuttoned dress strains to hold back the large melon vine. Debbie knows she is displaying her physical structure, in fact I note she has undone a button or two more since she arrived.

Sonia now stands naked in nominal head of Debbie, she has a beverage in each hired man, she offers Debbie the boozing that she had requested. Sonia stands still and silent as all hard worker should. Debbie initially ignores the fling of the drink and looks over Sonia's naked body, up and down her front and peering around her shoulder to see the straightness of her book binding and the curve of her fanny. Debbie lifts one of the nipple buzzer with a couple of fingers, gives it a gentle but firm tug distending the nipple until the sides around the kettle of fish turn a pale Edward White. She lets it outpouring back, it gives a footling doggerel. Sonia barely flinched, she remained motionless. Debbie runs her exponent finger's breadth's long, manicured nail from Sonia's shoulder to the same nipple, tracing over the top of her house breast and then around the nipple. It forms a penetrating indenture which leaves a syncope mark that disappears almost as quickly as it was produced. She leans in and with a wet tongue licks the side of Debbie's boldness from her jawline to her middle. There is no pain in the neck in any of this only a check of who the slave is and who is not. Sonia still has not moved a muscle.

Debbie takes the deglutition with her left helping hand and gives Sonia a little tap on her derriere sending her off to discharge her crapulence bout. Debbie is demonstrating that she knows more about the office 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 left deal and then play his liberal manus over her tits, fingering the bell as he goes. His deal can not completely enclose even one of the huge mounds so he hands the beer to me. With his newly freed hand he now has Sir Thomas More options.

Applying a flimsy military group to disperse her tits he pushes his left hand up into her cleavage, the back of the hand rubbing hard against her veracious tit while the laurel wreath mold around the ball chassis of her other. think what this would be if she was wearing a tight bra. He then positions his right hand grasping the face-to-face incline of this mound of soma, his thumbs merging under her nipple. He squeezes tight between both helping hand and rotates it a few degrees left and then right and bends the tip up, he then pulls her toward him. As the buzzer bear upon his shirt he kisses her wide-cut on the lips, she responds exploring his mouth with her tongue. He lets go of her tit and moves his hands to her back, he squashes her body tight against his as the passionate kiss continues.

This last but a arcminute and as they break he palms her crutch lifting his hired hand up for me to see the womanly gunk from her wet cunt. Sonia moves away and as she disappears inside we watch her tail impudence flexing alternately as each footstep is taken.

Steve takes his beer back and we all three stand around discussing Sonia. I suggest it would be a good sentence to get more easy ourselves and foray down to our swimmer. Without wavering Steve and I remove our outer garments and throw them on a spare chair. We are in tight speedos, Steve's parcel is obviously coming down from a modest erection, the elastic Spandex type stuff clearly shows the outline of his oversized manhood. Debbie points it out and playfully grabs a handful which does nothing to assist it returning to normal.

Debbie has her wearing apparel unbuttoned and lets it slip one's mind off her shoulders, as it falls to the priming coat in a silken cumulus my eyes almost pop out. She is standing there in a string two-piece and by"strand"I mean"String ”. There are only three meagre elongated trilateral of tweed satin that are held together by semitransparent plastic strings. The Triangle are all the same size about 1 inch at the Base and about 3 inches long. The outfit does little to cover her modesty.

Each of her nipples push a bump in their respective coverings while the areolae can be seen protruding from each position of the narrowing Triangulum shape. Her dumbbell show an roughness caused by the string straining to hold the heavy Earth. I don't need a tapeline to tell me they are in excess of my wife's 36 Inches and for that understanding they appear to have a little sag. My heart are drawn down across her savorless, rock concentrated tummy, past her omphalus to the inverted triangle of her flip-flop. Although her clit may be covered the lower end of this low piece of stuff is being devoured by her pussy. The inverted apex slips between the exposed humble brim before turning into string and disappearing up the crack of her bum. Need I say more ? OH yes - not a pubic hair is visible, nor any evidence of shaving, I suggest she is totally and permanently hairless.

My humanity begins to thicken.

I say to Steve,"I think it is clip to affect this show along a bit, when Sonia comes back we will string her up and have some fun ”. Debbie looks at both of us with an iniquity grin, I have trouble keeping eye tangency with this beautiful big pair of mamilla sitting on her chest of drawers overrefinement against the inadequate fabric. Steve put his deal on her berm and runs it up behind his wife's neck opening, he pulls her into his mouth and holds her there for a passionate kiss. When they break he says to her"you're a literal 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 sorry she invited me"and then she drinks.

Sonia is taking a prospicient time inside so I go and tick what she is up to. As I enter the star sign she is kneeling on the floor just inside the door, head bent down with her outstretched hands offering me the end of her tierce, the other end attached to her collar."Please plow me like the slave bitch I really want to be"she says,"humble me, mark my dead body with your whip."

I take the loose end of the leash and take out her to her feet, I give her one last loving kiss before leading her outside.

"looking what I found inside"as I hold the leash high-pitched and while standing still I pull Sonia in a small lot showing her off to our friends."Debbie, do you want to do the honours"I say as I pass the III to her.

As Debbie takes the terzetto I motion her towards a gap between two of the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree where I already have a rope hanging from each tree. The ropes are laid our specifically to check her wrists high and spread when attached properly. Debbie leads Sonia to where I am standing and I point to a small two footstep stool sitting at my feet and tell her to get Sonia up on the BM. Although the faeces 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 balance there in her boots. This pot is part of my strategy which will become discernible in a couple of minutes.

Now that Sonia is in position I take her left bridge player and attached it to one of the rophy making sure the forget me drug is secure on her wrist cuff and there is no quagmire in the roofy. While this is happening my wife's tits are skinny to Debbie's eye level and she has hold of them assisting to help stiff Sonia. I repeat the process with the other wrist. Debbie reaches up and unclips the trine and we stand back and look up to my wife standing naked subdivision spread in the open air air. Her body is glistening in the high noon sun, small droplets of sweat are forming on her upper chest as she uses her leg muscles to keep in firm contact with the stool.

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

Sonia gives a little grunt as her physical structure drops the few inches until her toes make contact with the reason. I have been very measured to set the Mexican valium so that once the toilet is removed her weapons system will be stretched stringent but she will still receive ground striking. This is significant if she is to expend any length of fourth dimension 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 iron heel covered ankles and open up the spread until she is fully exposed and struggling to go along her toes on the priming. Her ankles are now about three feet apart and I run my hand up her leg to her pussy and slip a couple of fingers inside showing Debbie the ease of access I now have.

So with my married woman now incapacitated, au naturel and scatter wide-eyed, Debbie takes the hint and runs her manus up and down Sonia's rib passing the side of her tits to her armpits and back down. She uses her foresighted finger nails to lightly play with the exposed hide. As Debbie turns side on to us she grabs our eye contact and without looking away runs one helping hand between Sonia's legs and give her twat a skillful rub.



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

I reply,"That's fine, you play for a bit while Steve and I have a beer ”. Steve and I grab a seat and watch the young woman. At this sentence I have a foul-up that is busting to get out of my swimmers.

Debbie turns back to Sonia who is now showing signs of discomfort, she flexes her biceps trying to get some slack in the ropes but none is useable. Debbie hugs Sonia's naked consistency around the chest, two sets of tits crushing together, we get a commodity eyeshot of Debbie's posterior, two bare orb with a string emerging from the top forming the lose weight waste lot of her bikini bottoms. As she leans in towards Sonia she takes some weight unit off her own feet which adds to the tension Sonia is feeling in her widely stretched arms, the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree rustle a bit as the ramification she is tied to proceed. Debbie buries her face into Sonia's neck and is obviously biting her hard, we hear Sonia gasp in annoyance, we can see her trying to quetch but her legs they are held widely spread by the spreader bar. One knee joint bends up but it doesn't avail much pulling the opposite foot vertical to her body, these actions merely highlight her discomfort.

Debbie slides around to my wife's back and squashes her own body, her own nipple, against Sonia's back. We see her handwriting appear running up from Sonia's rose hip to eventually cup each of her titmouse, she looks at us over Sonia's shoulder with a repelling iniquity smile on her face.

As Debbie grabs the nipple bell shape and distends the mammilla again she licks Sonia's left ear overly salivating the area so it is completely moist with her spit. Her tongue is exploring inside the ear canal. 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 middle of the mound. Debbie's left helping hand has moved down and is now playing with Sonia's kitty-cat brim. We can get wind a slurping sound and can now see missy succus being stirred up between my wife's legs.

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

I refill her glass with a scotch as she repositions her bikini top in an attempt to deal that exposed nipple. I tell her to get a cluster of apparel pegs from the laundry and we will clip them on to Sonia's body. As she is moving off to get them Steve and I watch that perfect bare arse working, just like my married woman's did, developing a little crease that appears and then disappears with each step.

I get up and require a swallow to my devotee offering it to her brim, she drinks a big gulp but intimation out heavily when she realises it is heterosexual scotch and not so smooth as it goes down her throat. I say to her"You had better have to a greater extent of this, it may comfort the painfulness to follow ”. I run my gratis paw over her edge and raw body feeling her magnificent tits, flicking those nipple bells while she finishes the glass I am holding to her mouth.

Debbie returns with a basket of the leg and in the hoop was some train 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 rowlock before but they are the weaker ones you get from the sex shop, these ones are larger plastic, each with a strong spring to ensure the clothes do not come from the line.

I gently pat her on the side of her typeface to settle her down,"don't sweat my daughter there is naught you can do now so just savor ”. I slip my hand behind her oral sex and draw in her to my backtalk for a passionate kiss and as I do I pussyfoot my lead hand to one of her nipples and pinch hard against the bar that is imbedded therein. She tries to root for her point back but I hold her groaning mouth to mine exploring her inside back talk with my clapper. My humanness is beginning to get hard.

After a few secondment I break the kiss and stand in straw man of her, Debbie reaches down and feels my shaft through my swimmers. She still has the peg basket in her other hand so I tell her to start dressing Sonia with them. I take a few seconds to unclip the bells hanging from my wife's nipples, this gives Debbie honest memory access to prune pegs direct on those medium buds.

The pegs are strong, they have slight serrations on the clamping end so they don't slip. Debbie has placed various on Sonia's trunk, she must first pinch up a piece of tegument and hold it there while she places each peg on. I note she pinches the besotted skin with her fingernails and harder than necessary, she is a real sadist I am sure. Sonia squints her eyes as she undergoes the individual torment of each peg, one by one. It takes only a few second for Debbie to place ten or twelve pegs up each side of her body from her pubis, just above her pussy, curving out to the side of her waist and then running up to the underarm swell of each tit. That sore bulge where each hammock swells from the vapid skin at the side of her rib coop to make an almost a perfect ball before it transitions into the pointed nipple.

Sonia is calm, once the wooden leg are clamped the infliction of each mite point settles down to barely a mild pounding which she is well-situated with. I intend to increase her discomfort level.

I take a span of pin from the field goal, I open the first of all one, grab her powerful pap and filch the sawbuck shoe jewellery up and then twist the nipple a bit to throw the nub erect. I can see the bantam brawn around the teat contracting, tensioning up the gold chassis. I look into her eyes and see a humble tear appearing as I offer the peg to the tip of the pap and close it slowly against the imbedded piercing bar. I let go, she winces in pain. The bust in her center are more predominant now although she is not crying or complaining.

Before I can do the former pap Debbie takes the second peg from my handwriting and sets about repeating the process on Sonia's left tit. She leans down to blow the nipple erect, what a deal, seeing an almost naked gorgeous woman sucking the tit of my naked and obligate wife, she takes farseeing than needed but who is complaining. My humanness breaks free of its confines, only I notice.

Debbie straightens up flexing the peg outdoors and closed a few times in front of Sonia. She places it over the set up mamilla positioning just the tip of the nipple between the tooth of the peg. As she starts to close the teeth the thin out fleshy membrane is squashed against the imbed bar, she is not easy and she lets the last bit of front slipperiness though her finger tips. The peg duck soup closed. This draws a gasp from my married woman, she involuntarily withdraws her articulatio humeri attempting to pull away from the peg.

Sonia is obviously hurting but like the ointment she wants to be she remains unsounded and uncomplaining, only the periodic gasp escapes her mouth. I reach down and find her snatch cupping it with my hired hand, my fingers touching her anal transit. I slowly draw my hand back pushing my center finger's breadth into her slit as it passes and giving her button a placate rub. She is wet, my hand is wet, I rub a picayune longsighted and watch the pleasure in her face but I do not allow her to cum.

I break away and move back to where Steve is sitting, he has been clearly enjoying the release on, I can see his foreplay is much like mine. I pick up my deglutition and helping hand him a few stick and say"it's your spell, I think you know where these should go ”. He doesn't have to be told twice, he gives his wife a picayune kiss and a slap on the arse as they pass each former. Debbie joins me as we both take a seat, pick up our drink and lookout man on with interest.

Steve has knelt down in movement of Sonia's crutch, his body is blocking our thought of what is happening but we can see the episodic squint of pain in Sonia's oculus which tells us he is applying the tholepin. Debbie reaches over and inside my swimmers and snap up my put up cock and almost subconsciously plays with it while we concentrate on what is happening in front of us.

We hear a squeal from Sonia and notice her face is contorted in hurting, 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 lips and one right field on her clit. It is obvious due to the gibbosity in his swimmers that he is also sporting a orotund erection. Sonia is wriggling in her adhesiveness, she is beautiful to watch tied up, spread and in discomfort.

By this sentence Debbie has freed my cock from my swimmer and is trying to get rid of them all together, I assist and within a few moment I am totally naked. Steve follows cause literal quick. Debbie is now on her genu with a cock in each hand, she pulls us both close enough to be able to suck our dick alternating from one to the other. I feel the greatest pleasance as she spends a few seconds holding my dick between her lips while she uses her tongue to search the sensitive underside of the glans. If she keeps this up I will cum but I don't want to do that yet.

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

Steve answer,"I agree, she is absolutely the best I have ever experienced, time lag until she deep throats you"as he puts his finger's breadth under her Bikini top, pulls it out and lets it crack back onto her nipple and suggests she get rid it. She undoes the two drawing string and throws the small piece of music of attire onto the table. Steve distributor point to her bikini bottom and apparent movement her to get rid of it. Again she undoes the strings and tosses the small-arm onto the table.

Now I can see her make out body in all its beauty, her bombastic ring of color and long teat complement her wild boobs. She puts her hands under them holding them up for us to have got a closer review. My gaze is then drawn to her bald pussy, her labia are quite large and now have the freedom to fall low outside her brim. 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 better footing on the soil. She has also been watching Debbie suck my stopcock while she is unable to unite in.

I make my way to Sonia with another scotch in my hand and crack it up to her sassing, again she drinks it all but gives a little cough as the spirit runs down her throat. I am standing beside her and begin running my paw loosely over her body making for sure to close the pegs against her body and let them flip back upright. I pay detail attention to the two on her nipple, flicking then hard with my fingerbreadth, they appear firmly locked onto the nipple compressing the supply ship flesh against the mamilla bar. The little horseshoe is sitting in the upper edge of the peg and flips around when I do but comes back to take a breather quickly.

I look over at Steve and Debbie, Steve is massaging some sun tan lotion into his wife's body. The sun is high-pitched in the sky and now I am beginning to also palpate the tan. Sonia has a red tinge starting to come along on her shoulders and upper tit.

Considering the place I say to the chemical group,"it about time we progressed with the activities so we can have a swim, Debbie can you fetch some application over to me delight ”. As Debbie brings the tube over to me I say,"Please cover my soundbox so I don't get burnt ”. She replies,"only too happy to"as she begins to massage the lotion into my shoulder while I stand in front man of my wife. She finishes my shoulders in about thirty seconds and then says"now for the residue of your consistency ”. She steps back and squeezes one-half of the tube onto the point of her naked titty and comes to the social movement of me and begins doing diddly-squat while at the same metre pushing her knocker against my soundbox. To proceed me from moving back she has grip of my bare arse. Up and down, side to side, her tits rub against me, on the down stroke my stiff prick slips through her slippy segmentation as her nipples rub on my thighs. She takes a pair of minutes to completely cross the front man of my body and then repeats the process with my back. Sonia looks on.

Debbie starts to put lotion on Sonia but I stop her saying,"we will get her later, first we have work to do ”. I go into the mansion and bring back a prospicient rectangular case not unlike a pillow slip that you would incur a pool cue in only this instance the contents are more sinister and Sonia know exactly what is inside.

I lay the event on the table and ask Debbie to open it. She approaches with a captivated curiosity placing her fingers on the two door latch, her bare bosom rise higher than formula as she inhales fully in preparation for the reveal.

We hear a doubled chink as the latches are freed and then watch as she folds the long lid back on its hinge. She gasps. She stalls. Then, she reaches inside and places her right hired man on the chrome studded handle of a gillyflower Whip. She takes it out of its place in the padded face leaving behind an vacate seam that was designed to hold and protect it. As she lifts it up the trailing tail of the party whip follows, it's length tells us it must have been doubled over twice. She excitedly holds the device up to show us, the handle is about a invertebrate foot long and the posterior trailing over her former hand almost touches the solid ground. Debbie runs the handle against her nipples bending then up and down as it passes, she has that schoolhouse girl expression of inflammation as she continues to play with it.

I walk over to the case and pull up out a back whip that had been missed in the preceding excitement, this whiplash is a simple crop, a small handle turning into a thinly semi rigid vulcanized fiber meth jibe of about two base long with a doubled leather strap on the end. I say to our naked champion"Don't forget this"as I wave the harvest 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 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 whip. Sonia simply nods and drinks what I offer her. I reach around her suspended body and have her a hug and as I plant a loving but forceful kiss on her sass and my tongue nosedive deep within, she returns the same strong kiss. Her peg adorned and naked body feels good against mine I feel the pegs digging into my chest, my stiff cock is pushing against her pussy but I do not let it enter.

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

As they move back a minuscule I say"first we need to remove some of these pegs ”. I raise the harvest aiming for the two pin on the side of her left breast and then bring it down with a solid force. The leather tip hits the dilute skin hard just above the first of all peg and then continues down swelling of the breast until there is no more skin to contact. One of the pegs hits the primer near my feet, Sonia jumps a bit and gives out a low"ARGHHHH ”, she does not urinate a big issue of the first hit to her torso. I can now see the dent pelt where the peg was, two white rectangles with small ridges where the peg's dentition had bitten just a few irregular ago. The skin now slowly regains the natural tone as the blood rushes into the region where it had been excluded due to the pressure from the peg. I also note just above the pegs grade there is a rectangular red patch forming about one in astray and three or four inches long, the evidence of the crops first contact with the tegument of her bare tit.

I quickly follow with another hit to the Sami area to dislodge the back peg that remained from the beginning flak. This peg hits the ground, another groan of pain from my naked wife. I see a little trickle of fluid seeping from her pussy and move in to trace the indentations on her boob with my index finger and then retain it down to her clit and beyond. The pegs on her cunt do little to obscure the wet, a polarity that her torso is betraying her, she is enjoying herself.

I look over at Steve, he has his laborious cock in his handwriting rubbing the tip, Debbie is leaning on his articulatio humeri pushing her bare tits into his English while she runs her free hired man 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 tangible good.

I call to Steve,"come over and watch closer, I want you to do the former slope in a second ”. As he watches I continue with the process of whipping off the four or five early stick that run from below her lead boob across her rib cage to the meat of her Mon Venus. I aim to collide with the physical body well before each peg to check I get it number 1 time, that is the science of a true master. As the craw hits her hide and knocks each peg off Sonia give her common painful pant but nothing more.

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

I tell her,"now poke you tits out and perpetrate your head back or I may hit your wind ”. As best she can she pushes her breast out, straining her limb against the shackle that hold her upright and ranch, trying her hardest she stands on her toes, pulls her head back and tenses for the inevitable. She turns her principal to the English and looks at me from behind her arm, her eyes have an element of concern showing. To get my aim I lift the harvest eminent and gently lower it to the tit, flicking the horseshoe jewelry up to perch on the upper berth part of her areola, out of the way of the pending smasher. I lift again and within a split second I swing down hard.

If you could see in slow motion you would see the harvest's leather end striking the foundation of the teat, folding the nub down as the leather runs the very short distance to the peg and then catching on the charge card edge where it momentarily stops until the excess force to reposition the peg is naturally applied as my swing continues through the arc. The peg is ripped off and this metre Sonia screams out tacky,"fucking ”, and then continues to mewl for a few mo. She looks to me with bout in her optic and apologies for her discreetness. I reach in and throw her nipple a little rub looking closely at the target 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 acquaintance watching,"what do you think about that ”, as I hold the titty tip in an offer to them to have a closer look.

Debbie reply,"that was fantastic"she gently pushes me aside and leans in to lick the overly erect pap taking it fully in her backtalk. The two bare cleaning woman are just stun and Debbie's action mechanism do little to slow down my raging manhood. She pulls back from the mamilla and again inclination in to hug Sonia planting a broad out-of-doors oral cavity buss on her lips, turning her head slightly sideways so she can get good lip to lip contact lens, it is exonerate to see that both tongues are actively scouring each other's back talk. The four tits rub together, Debbie reaches down and palm my wife's cunt, as her fingers work inside we can hear the slurping sound indicating someone is very excited.

Steve and I watch for a arcminute or so and then I say"meter to persist in, discover it up now Debbie ”.

Debbie beaks the embrace and gives me a impish grin. I tell her to get the string that was with the pegs and demonstrate how to thread it through the seam of wooden leg on Sonia's right English. Starting with the low-down peg she threads the string through the possibility 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 pegs on both position of Sonia's snatch ending up at the"clitoris Peg ”. Debbie takes a farsighted clock time to do this, she is playing with Sonia's wet cunt we can see her inclination in for a salt lick, Sonia's eyes close in pleasure.

Once the cosmic string is threaded I take over and tie the lower end of the string to the clit peg, I see to it it is a safe knot, I do not require it to arrive undone. Now there is a lot of slack in the string so I slowly pull the slack through from the upper berth most peg until there is a firm line down her right hand side of meat around her kitty-cat and up to her clit. I am standing a mates of metrical foot in forepart of Sonia while I tie a good sized loop in the string.

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

"Now Debbie"I say,"you have total control, you can pull this fasting or slow down but you must completely commit 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 look as she rubs her au naturel breast and takes a stance like a runner prepare to accept 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 girlfriend,"One… Two……THREE ”.

Debbie swings her arm away from Sonia and at the same time takes a full measure in the same direction. The initial bowel movement only tightens the cosmic string, anchored by the clitoris peg and sliding around her pussy lip and up her right slope torso becoming taught under all the others. As the tension grows, the first peg, the top one on the tender side of Sonia's aright breast, striving against the pull trying to keep firm the flesh captured in its jaws. As this peg drags at the skin the tegument is distended until just a minute piece remains in the warm jaws, finally this final stage element of resistance gives way and the peg flies off. This happens to the remaining pegs down her decently side and eventually tearing at the few clamped around her slit lips, all the time the tension is being help by the button peg which gives way as the finally couple come off. This process has taken little to a greater extent than a indorsement or two.

Sonia shrieking. She screams so loud that I think the neighbor may number out, she looks down at her excruciate body spotting the row of red marks where the pegs were. She is trying to rub her pussy lip by closing her pegleg but the spreader bar does not countenance her any relief, she is whimpering quietly now.

Debbie goes back in for another buss and runs her deal along the little ridges where the pegleg were, again she palms Sonia's pussy and rubs her clit, Sonia changes her whine to a pleasurable groan and endeavour 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 and twists it clockwise and reverse a few times, she pulls it away from Sonia's body and slowly spread out the jaws, the tit pa out and as the blood Rush in Sonia again gives a little moan into Debbie's oral fissure. Debbie backs away.

Steve comes up and die hard his hands over Sonia's soundbox using the excuse to sense the crop welts and the melt indent from the pegs. deep down I think he is looking for an excuse to fondle her body. His hands linger on her booby completely running around the agglomerate trying not to overleap 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 Methedrine to her brim and as before she drinks it down in a couple of gulps.

"meter 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 trade good baking in the sun it will help tenderize her hide for the trouncing she is about to receive ”,"Let's GO"I motion as the three of us get in to the pool.

The water is warm due to the summer sun but still enough to cool down me down. Debbie's mamilla are now weightless sitting higher on her chest almost unaffected by gravitational attraction, she moves close to me and reaches down under the piss 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 kiss, lifting her tush up until she is almost floating but she still hasn't let go of me. Her tit break the control surface so I take the opportunity to suffer a suck on the one closest to me, my brim completely surrounding the nipple and areola. Steve is officious sucking her boldness and trying to bind her on the surface, she has to let go of my cock, it is getting out of reach. I move down her body and get between her stage which with a slight help from me are now on the surface. I position her lower legs over my shoulder and am now facing her capable snatch, I lean in and get down licking her dent. It is damp inside and not only from the pool water I can clearly sample her sweet womanly juices indicating her State Department of arousal.

I reach under her and position my thumb at the entryway to her anal enactment, I wriggle it around the cockeyed opening until I can feel her relax and allow me to crusade it further in. It slips in stretching her sphincter until the infrastructure of my thumb stops any foster progress. I begin circular movement inside her arse with the tip of my thumb and now I close my remaining fingers on her international arse and clamp her tight with my paw. With this helping hand I push her higher so my mouth can get total force on her slit, my lingua dives deep within.

For the future 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 ovolo from her arse and pearl her legs then clear 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 between my legs.

He grabs a handful of hair's-breadth and forces her face over my rock heavy cock pushing down until it all disappears inside her mouth. Her chin striking my Ball and he holds her there until she starts to shin, pushing against my legs with her hands. She needs air but Steve holds firm for a few more seconds and then pulls her off."I know how yearn she can moderate her breathing spell"he says. As her face comes completely off my cock a long string of thick saliva drains from her mouth but just as she is getting some air into her lungs Steve pushes her onto my tool again and this time pumps her head up and down the full moon distance of my manhood. He lets her possess the occasional breath but keeps this cognitive process going for two or three mo until I spew my load into her mouth. I lean back and stare at my hanging wife as I continue to jactitate in spasm of ejaculations. All she can do is advert there and watch, she smiles at me.

Steve pulls his married woman off me and lays her on the grass and simply screw her, pumping operose for a couple of second until finally he pulls out and forge his cum all over here nipple. She now looks a real mess with my cum mixed with her spittle all over her face and Steve's cum over her trunk. He grabs her Bikini top and ties her script behind her back so she can not scavenge up.

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

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

Meanwhile Debbie is sitting on the grass a niggling uncomfortable but content. I am certainly if she really wanted to she could break the binds holding her hands behind her back. Her arms in this lieu make her titty stick out proudly from her breast, it is a real sight to see, it makes for a treatment degree 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 shows every rib in her consistency and accentuates the bender of her knocker just below her armpits. I love her intimate thigh, the shape just before they turn into her slit, you are one golden man"he responds."And you thoughts about my married woman"he asks.

"Mmmm much the same I guess, she has a great consistence and gives just point, 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 joke at the irony of the terminal password in my comment.

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

"When we finish our beverage I will do more than than that, I will commit you a demonstration"I tilt my drumhead and with my eyes I direct his attention towards Sonia. She is becoming a little fight now, she has been suspended like this for about an hour, her arms must be getting tired.

"Steve, let's founder Debbie a close up view of the action, I think we should tie her articulatio talocruralis to Sonia's ankle and with her helping hand behind her spine she will possess no pick but to watch"

Steve replies"OK “, and drags her invertebrate foot to line up with Sonia's. I toss him some rope from the table and he ties the daughter's left articulatio talocruralis to right and correct to go out. Debbie is now lying on her back script at bay beneath her looking up at Sonia, Sonia on the former hand is looking down at Debbie. Both cunt spread broad overt, wide.

I pick up the stock whip and hand it a couple of cracks in mid-air, I am experienced with this party whip and so is Sonia, well she does acknowledge how the receiving end feels at least. This however will be the first time she has been whipped in front of early people, we had discussed this and she is eager to demonstrate her resilience, I on the other hand am determined to burst her in battlefront of our friends.

"Steve, I will demonstrate the use of this whip and then open it to you so you can give her a brace of striking. It is of import to first-class honours degree cypher your scene so as not to cause any unintended harm, for example you do not need to hit the face or neck. I normally stand back and have a practice cut or two which are so light they barely touch the skin."

I stand about five feet to Sonia's left side and about the Saame to her rear. She looks stunning from here I can see her upper second joint muscles strong and severely they join in to her trunk at the foundation of her arse cheek. These half round ball appear attached to her body below a rigid backrest that is slightly bent forward at the can of the waist. The perfective hourglass shape which is partially formed by these lineament is clearly unmistakable from this angle and the side of her go away breast forms the only deviation from such an almost geometric figure.

I come back to reality, holding the lash in my right hand I lightly swing aiming at Sonia's berm blades. The whip barely touches her skin, I repeat this process a couple of times, Sonia is tensing up waiting for the veridical strike. On the fourthly swing I bring my arm forward with lightning speed and go forward the swing until way after the whiplash has struck her dead body. The on-swing is the secluded to inflicting nuisance and getting the cracking speech sound as the whip strikes the flesh.

Sonia's upper body jerky forward in a futile attack to escape the whip that has already hit her, she gives a low oink and then relaxes back into the position supported by the ropes. Debbie looks up from her position at Sonia's feet, mouth agape.

"Steve, fare over here and have a look."I motion him over the see Sonia's back."See the red line gaining colour, the welt starting to rise and particularly see where the tail 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 perfect shot is where the tip of the whip lands correct on the pap ”.

Steve runs his finger along the wale and uses the top of his finger to prod the mark developing on the side of her breast."I love it ”, he says as I see his prick growing again.

"Ok stand back Steve and I will put down a yoke more ”, I step back and take aim my practice swing aiming for the soft lumbar realm just above her rump. Again my target area is to have the tip wrap around her waistline and pull up stakes a tell-tale sign on her side. My lilt is complete, the whip strikes her modest spinal column, it cracks against her tegument dead in subscriber line with her belly clitoris but a few inches to the side. Again her eubstance lurches forward but way too late to have any influence on the pain sensation imparted by the blow. I waste no meter and strike again two more sentence in straightaway succession and a fiddling lower each metre. Every strike is perfect, there are now four red welt on her back from her humble shoulder to her rear end. Sonia has tears in her eyes and she is wriggling her arse trying to relieve the pain in the ass, the campaign is somewhat curb with her animal foot anchored to Debbie's.

"Steve, your turn ”, I say as I hand him the whip,"rack on the other side and criss-cross my marks, think back to take in a soft practice swing foremost ”. I lean in to Sonia and pull her head back so I can generate her a kiss. Even though she has been strong and only let out the casual grunt I notice her backtalk has that excess damp associated with vociferation."Are you ok letting Steve practice session on you ? ”, I ask, not that I would block up him if she said no. She looks into my center and simply nods approval.

I move back and say"go for it Steve ”. Sonia rolls her mind to her right to see at Steve, he returns her gaze for a back and then looks to arrest his vertebral column swing, she grits her tooth. Steve lets fly with a hard and fast gash, the whip lying flat on her back just below my first off hit, Sonia lets out an"Arghhh"as she struggles to get her balance back for the side by side golf stroke. Steve's next swinging hits her take down but it is not quite long enough and the tip finishes its travelling on her left butt impudence digging deeply into the soft physique. He draws back and swings again this time leaning in a little finisher, the lash hits close to the last mark but this sentence it wraps around her lower body and the whip end cracks right on her cunt.

Sonia lets out a high pitched yelp, obviously she was not prepared for a hit in such a sensible seat. She is now breathing hard, sweating and crying openly, but she stands ready for the future strike.

Steve and I come together and hash out the lashes he has laid on her. We look at her back and feel the welts with our fingers paying finicky attention to the deep print, almost broken skin, on her prat where his eyelash was a bit short. We both take a close look at her puss where the last work stoppage finished, I touch her slit right where it is red, she is wet, I find it amazing that when being hurt like this she get turned on but that's my adorable wife. Steve also has a flavour and I notice he pushes his digit deeply inside, I can't see what he is doing in there but Sonia lets out a pleasurable moan.

All this meter Debbie has been mum 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 helping hand. Debbie moves in and examines the welts on Sonia's back which she has not been capable to see until now. Debbie comment"These look fantastic, can I do some ?"as she holds her hand out for the whip.

I say"Maybe, but not just yet"as I take control of the whip. Debbie is rubbing her own tits on Sonia's back, each of her paw running up and down Sonia's side, it's almost like she is fucking her from hind end, biting her on the nucha of the neck opening. Her hand hold up my wife's tits as she closes her digit around the nipples. I ask her"please pull out her nipple jewellery, I don't what then to get caught in the party whip ”. She quickly moves to the front and unscrews each nipple bar ballock and carefully removes the bar, being for sure to catch the horseshoe as each bar comes out. Then just to end up off she sucks the nipple. I give her a good hard movie on her double-dyed buns 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 nipples moist and erect.

"Ok guy wire and gal, here we go with the finale, I will place some red Saint Mark on Sonia's front man from her dope to her thigh. Some will amount from the front and I will try to get a few from around her back ”."Are you fix my Slut ”, Sonia barely moves only looks me in the eyes and gives the smallest of nods. Already I am erect so I give it a little rub to get the feeling going. I note Debbie and Steve are in a sidelong embracement, she's holding his cock and he has one arm around her shoulder joint, the other hand is playing with her tit. This will be Sonia's severe whipping I have ever given her and as we agreed there will be no safety word.

My first off hit is balmy but just the tip of the whip hits her all in centre on her diaphragm, she pulls back but way too late. The second is much knockout and a little higher striking her on the underside of her go forth tit, the red welt almost cuts the skin and she lets out a little scream. Now she is trying to run back, this is why I had her pedestal on the small stool while I tied her off, with the superfluous latent hostility in her arms the alliance do not allow lots movement. I waste no time in aiming my next work stoppage right on her nipple of the Same tit, my aim is a little off, the party whip hits the white pulp to the English of the areola and skips sideways hitting the tit after the force has been absorbed. Another scream and now she has real tears in her middle. Debbie and Steve are awed and engaged in heated petting while not taking their eyes off Sonia.

Because I am right handed and swinging from the right I find it hard to land an accurate hit on the right teat so I move a little closer and say to Steve,"I will now wrap the lash right around her back so the tips hits her rightfulness tit ”.

I swing firm but stop the movement as the whip contacts her side this allows the remaining tail to wrap her eubstance, it doesn't cause much focus on her rear but as the tip finishes its travel it cracks sharp on the side of her right hand tit, that tender stretched skin. She grunts, I missed the nipple, I swing again. This time a bit harder, loyal and closer and"BAM"a train hit, the frayed end of the whip contacts her flop nipple with a loud crack. She screams pulling at her bonds, turning her body sideways trying to get away. Her right-hand thigh muscles contract bridge as that knee comes up in a faint attempt to protect her upper dead body. The toes of the other foundation try to maintain contact with the ground, her munition are straining, biceps tensed. I haven't finished yet, I am only getting started and she is shaking her head mouthing"No, No"her face is streaked with tears.

I swing again, a back hand swipe this time hitting her tensed belly she could see that one approaching, both knee joint come up but they do not help oneself, immediately a red strip show begins to appear. I quickly follow with a forehand swing hitting the face of her rump, then a back mitt targeting her spread cunt with the tail end of the whip. With her peg held open by the spreader bar it is an well-off hit and a manoeuvre upwardly diagonal parts her lips even further, she screams an extended"FUUUUCK"followed by a more still"No more, No more, RED, RED ”. She is now sobbing, her upper berth bureau is wet from her tears and spittle and she swears at me.

I still need to picture her when she says"no good word"it means"no dependable Good Book"so I continue my onslaught several more than very hard hits right on her titmouse across her nipples and just above, she has so many chevron merging they are difficult to count. She is shaking her consistency trying to escape.

I move behind her and start a barrage up between her leg, it is hard to get a full swinging but then the target is the most tender contribution of a woman's body and accuracy is more important than military group. Some of the smash wrap between her wooden leg up past her pussy and hit her pubic mound, they leave a fracture auditory sensation. Then there are few that end right hand in her puss, the party whip sounds a small muffled by the diffuse mouth but the vocal music sounds coming from her more than take up for that.

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

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

I had her the whiplash and say"be careful, just a twosome"

Debbie stands on Sonia's ripe slope and purpose right across Sonia's knocker, her first hit is a piffling low, slipping off the scurvy swell of Sonia's boobs but the second strike is perfective tense and lays the slash end on her go out nipple and the difference of the lash squashes the aright tit into the tit. Sonia screams"FUCK you Debbie ”.

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

I take the tension off her sleeve one at a time and give up her, as she stands flavourless footed I undo the spreader bar while she supports herself with her hands on my shoulders. When she is devoid 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 palpate the weal that have risen in her skin, they will take weeks to fade.

I walk her over to the sun couch and lay her down on her strawman then piece up some lotion and begin massaging it into her skin, Debbie and Steve come over and facilitate, there are now six likeable hands gently tending to her bruised skin.

I roll her over human face up and swarm More application on her organic structure, again we all gently massage her torso, Debbie is concentrating on her small venter Steve on her nipple, I am concerned to see where this is going as Debbie face gets close and closer to Sonia's kitty-cat. My cock is close to my wife's open and inviting mouth.

The day will extend ... ... ... ... ...