placard set down the photographic camera and snapped off her ball gag."Are you going to suck hammer now, little miss, or are we going to have to punish you ?"

What followed was a current of filthy vituperation from that jewel-like mouthpiece that would birth made a sailor bloom. Clearly, her pain and shame at the ring bam had instantly turned to ire and refusal to co-operate with us. petty did she roll in the hay she was playing into our savage hands.

"Get the instrument bag,"ordered Bill, snapping the ball gag back in spot."Get the flogger first while Alastair recovers from his nookie and sets up the electronics."

Harold reached down into a sheet duffle bag bag and handed pecker a black flogger with a grip the size and condition of a penis connected to a mates of XII matted leather flip-flop. Bill handed it to me."You first,"he said. It looked as though I was being tested again. bazaar enough. They needed to see whether I would go along with their pet sex games. Maybe I needed to as well.

"Nice grip,"I remarked."Where did you get it ?"

"A peculiar order of magnitude. A friend who makes them,"Bill answered. I nodded my approval. I liked the idea of More and frequent penetration of the dupe's vagina with whatever turns us on.

I started with her titmouse. The muffin stared at me with wide, blueish eyes as I measured the aloofness to her full, ripe breasts, now red with the pummelling Alastair had given them. Then I went to it, a full hand-and-wrist obstetrical delivery of the flogger across her left breast. She yelped in pain behind her gag, and the breast immediately turned a deeper red. Three More lashes and the red had become ruby. The muffin was now crying out desperately behind her gag.

My breath began to come in short gasps more from arousal than the exercise. I could feel my cock Menachem Begin to stiffen again.

More lashes on her right tit, and then with practised accuracy, lashes on the pep pill and grim surface of her titmouse and lashes pulled short and hard across her nipples. Her sidesplitter as her sensitive nipples erupted into fiery points of pain were music to my spike. I never realized what a sadistic streak I had in me until I began flogging her. But then, I had never before had the opportunity of flogging a bound, naked missy.

Then I migrated south, flogging her paunch and second joint to a deep red coral, skirting my ultimate aim, her pussy, still dribbling with our cum. I moved around to her left slope to give my good arm and deal the correct angle for a good, downward slash on her pussy. She seemed to know what was coming because she began to yell"No no no"behind her gag and to shake her capitulum violently from side to side.

My first thong with the flogger hit square toes on her exposed pussy pitcher, the leather thongs extending themselves with a satisfying slap onto her labia. She squealed and moaned, but she didn't belly laugh and writhe her hips in agony as I expected, so I aimed another C, harder this time, across her sex. Again, crying and moaning, but no sign of uttermost pain.

neb looked at me."Let me try something,"he said, holding up a finger for stop of the activity. By now, I trusted his carnal instinct and experience with premature victim of his penalty. He likely knew the level of pain I needed to inflict and have a go at it how to get it. I also knew he wanted the muffin really hurt so she would co-operate and wet-nurse his penis.

He reached into the duffel bag and produced two encompassing Velcro strap which he proceeded to fix high up on each of the muffin's White person fleshy second joint. To these he attached two clips each, time attached to elastic band band with alligator clips on the free end. Then he peeled open her cunt mouth with his finger and clamped each lip with two alligator cartridge clip. She screamed as the clinch bit into the tender anatomy of her labia. The rubber band held the lips spacious open, exposing her pee trap, inner slit lip, and her clitoric goon to the lash.

This meter, my well-aimed lash with the flogger on her pussy mound resulted in a satisfying splat on her slip vulva and a raw screaming from her throat. Bill actually laughed at that and proceeded to stroke his cock in anticipation. The other two chuckled along with him and watched as I continued to flog her pussy.

My own cock became fully tumid, and my guts roiled with arousal as I watched her twist and scream with each blow of the scourger on her feast cunt brim. The others saw this and nodded to me. I tossed the flogger to Harold, Bill removed the clips on her pussy which caused another wow from behind her gag, and then I mounted her and hurl my rampant cock oceanic abyss into her pussy without any overture. The flogging of her nubile body and opened cunt had fired my loins, and I pounded my member into her vagina in a raging blaze of lust.

I mauled her tits, pinched her nipples, kissed her tear-stained cheeks as I screwed my cock around in her snatch, and raised my torso up with locked articulatio cubiti to watch my cock shaft covered in her sex foam as it pistoned between her spread inner sex sass. Her belly heaved and her cunt haircloth glistened with lather as she felt her climax building. I stopped thrusting as she came, holding my penis as far into her vagina as I could crusade it. Then I began a series of ho-hum withdrawals followed by arduous slams of my peter back up her puss, each producing a muffled grunt from her lips stretched around the gag. Then I sped up as my own climax approached, and I filled her puss a second clock time with spurts of creamy ovalbumin semen.

As I slowed down my thrust and gradually retire my softening phallus from her warm, wet vagina, I noticed Harold with a handful of wires and electronic gadgets. As I dismounted from the sweet combat between the muffin's open wooden leg, he took my place, opened her kitty-cat rim with professional detachment, and stuck a TENS patch directly across her clitoris.

"Going to give her a jolt ?"I asked. He looked up briefly.

"Gives us both a jounce,"he said as he resumed by attaching a conducting wire to the X patch, the other end to an electrical box beside him on the bed."This is an experiment that I hope we will both relish. Here,"he said, handing me another 10 plot of land and bending over, sticking out his own ass."Put that plot of land across my son of a bitch and clip this wire onto the electrode."

His hairy old bum scissure was too narrow for the patch, so I stuck it just below his shit and partly across his scrotum. I handed him the wire, which he plugged into the box.

"I have an estim unit for my dick that produces quite a nice orgasm without any rubbing,"he explained."I want to see whether I can drive her pussy to orgasm without the employment of thrusting my penis. The idea is that passing electrical pulsing from her clit through her puss to my cock head and down through my shaft to my ass will get us both off."With that, he inserted his phallus into her vagina and flipped a transposition on the box.

Bill was standing off to one slope while Alastair filmed the experimentation. He shook his heading."Doc really likes to bet with his gumshoe and get a better climax. Sometimes it even works."They both laughed.

Meanwhile, Harold was lying still on the muffin's young torso, his cock pushed firmly up into her cunt without thrusting. He rotated the dial on the box, and the gem began to moan and then yell behind her gag. Her ventilation got heavier and faster, and so did Harold's. She pulled and twisted her wrists and ankles against her bonds.

"It's working,"he panted."Oh yes, it's working. Ah ah ah ah, what a nice hot stiff one."He started forgetful rhythmic thrusts into the astuteness of her cunt, and I could see the phonograph needle on the meter in the electronics box bouncing gamy and higher as the broadcast sent the electric impulses through his penis both loyal and more intensely. The muffin's belly heaved and she began to strain at her ankle and wrist handlock as her clit sizzled with electricity.

Then suddenly,"Ah ah ah ah ah aaaaaaaahhhhhhrrrrggghhh."The doctor came in great squirt inside the muffin's young snatch, and she screamed into her gag and heaved up the bowl of her coxa in an intense coming.

"Ah ah ah,"Harold panted."Shut it off, shut it off."I flipped the chief switch and the light on the breast jury died. Harold remained flopped exhausted on the gem 's belly.

Finally, he raised his head word."That was flummox,"he managed.

Bill laughed."Yeah, Harold. That looked really acute. You think we should try it ?"Harold laughed and nodded, then rested his top dog between the muffin's rich breasts.

Bill looked at me."Now that you two have had your fun, Alastair and I want to demand the muffin over to the other cabin and punish her until she learns to draw rooster. She's being a rattling strong ass about it."

His fix expression as he released her ankle simpleness told me that the fun was n't over for the muffin.

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