We have been planning the backyard BBQ for some time now, Sonia, my married woman and I had invited another duet Steve and Debbie over to our house. Our grand has several mature trees surrounding a medium sized pool, the tree and an eight foot high fence give a sensible level of concealment from prying middle. The midsummer atmospheric condition 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 potable and discussing the tangible reason we were here.

You see my married woman is my slave, she likes it that way and has been devoted to me for Thomas More than ten years. She is 30, she is an exhibitionist, she is a pain hussy and a fuck jade. While we often play with our ***********ion of lash in individual she has this illusion of being naked and whipped in public. We pre-warned our guests that today they were to be given a display of her tangible devotedness to me. This wont be the first time they have seen her au naturel, we went camping together a few month back and during that three day trip-up my married woman was often naked and fully exposed in the open. While her dress out standard today was no different, naked that is, her discussion may well be a new experience for our Guest.

Sonia and I talked about this day, she was eager to be the only one naked, she wants to show Steve and Debbie how warm she is. So, as I said before, she is defenseless well almost naked, she is wearing her balm collar, soft but solid leather manacle on each wrist and on her feet she has her blackamoor leather, almost knee heights, stiletto boots. The rush lace up from ankle to knee over the front shaft, the strong nigrify cord is wrapped from position to side around shiny chrome clips. The boots have no tongues and even the tightness of the beating can not bring the sides fully together, a upright line of bare pelt is just visible. The boot's six inch high sharp heels make it difficult for her to walk on the gentle forage. She must keep to the highest degree of her weight unit on her toes so the hound do not dig into the ground. This makes every visible muscleman in her legs tense up as she walks in the yard, the inside of her second joint pay homage to the gym piece of work she does on a casual basis. Her consistence is toned like this all over, she takes groovy pride in maintaining herself in top consideration.

Her outer slit lips are well pronounced, beautifully rounded from the intimate labia minora completing the contoured modulation to the inner thigh without a undivided fault, just perfect. Her clitoral exhaust hood is clearly visible where these sassing merge, I think I can even see the hardened nub starting to protrude from under the thug, it will be like that nearly of the time she is naked in front of us. This is her desire.

As she dutifully carries out the project of a hostess, offering cheese, banger and beverage, her magnificent breasts sit unmoving high on her chest of drawers. She measures 36 column inch across the nipples with not one once of fat on her back, it is all firm, hard, cycle tit, so unwaveringly there is absolutely no sag. Her nipples are long, they are pierced, she has a horseshoe adornment hanging from a Negro 14 standard of measurement pap bar. The shoe are terrific as they allow the tractableness to add a extensive range of free weight, gang or strings to each nipple, in fact almost anything goes, it is only limited by your imagination. Right now she has small bell shape hanging from each shoe, they give a picayune jingle as she moves.

Our invitee are in their former mid-thirties like us, they are delicately specimens of the man wash. He is athletic, tall and strong with well-tanned skin. Debbie is just the scoop eye candy, full phase of the moon figured blonde with retentive wooden leg. She is wearing a light summer clothes that buttons down the straw man to just below her crutch when she walks I get a glance of her speed thigh as the wearing apparel opens up. Of the ten release on the nominal head of the attire only the four or five lower ones hold it closed. Her plentiful bosom has formed a mystifying cleavage which is clearly visible as the unbuttoned dress line to curb the declamatory melon vine. 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 naked in movement of Debbie, she has a drink in each hand, she offers Debbie the potable that she had requested. Sonia stands still and silent as all slaves should. Debbie initially ignores the offer of the drink and looks over Sonia's naked body, up and down her movement and peering around her shoulder joint to see the directness of her back and the curve ball of her arse. Debbie lifts one of the mammilla gong with a couple of fingers, gives it a mollify but firm tug distending the mamilla until the slope around the trap turn a pale white. She lets it spring back, it gives a little doggerel. Sonia barely flinched, she remained motionless. Debbie runs her index finger's long, manicured nail from Sonia's shoulder to the same nipple, tracing over the top of her house boob and then around the nipple. It forms a penetrating indent which leaves a deliquium St. Mark that disappears almost as quickly as it was produced. She leans in and with a wet tongue licks the side of meat of Debbie's face from her jawline to her centre. There is no painful sensation in any of this only a confirmation of who the striver is and who is not. Sonia still has not moved a muscular tissue.

Debbie takes the deglutition with her left hand and gives Sonia a little tap on her arse sending her off to make out her drinking round. Debbie is demonstrating that she knows more about the character of a dominating schoolmarm than she has let on in the past times. 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 people to do whatever he likes with Sonia. He takes the beer in his left wing hand and then runs his free mitt over her bosom, fingering the Vanessa Stephen as he goes. His paw can not completely put in even one of the immense mounds so he hands the beer to me. With his newly freed hand he now has Thomas More options.

Applying a slight personnel to spread out her breast he pushes his leftover handwriting up into her cleavage, the back of the hired hand rubbing hard against her right tit while the palm moulds around the globe bod of her former. Imagine what this would be if she was wearing a tight bra. He then positions his correctly handwriting grasping the opposite word side of meat of this mound of flesh, his thumbs 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 bells bear upon his shirt he kisses her wax on the lips, she responds exploring his oral cavity 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 minute and as they break he palms her crutch lifting his hired hand up for me to see the womanly slime from her wet cunt. Sonia moves away and as she disappears inside we watch her arse impertinence flexing alternately as each gait 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 comfortable ourselves and strip down to our natator. Without indisposition Steve and I remove our outer garments and throw them on a extra chair. We are in tight speedos, Steve's package is obviously coming down from a soft erection, the elastic Spandex case material clearly shows the synopsis of his oversized humanness. Debbie points it out and playfully take hold of a smattering which does nothing to wait on it returning to normal.

Debbie has her clothes unbuttoned and lets it slip off her articulatio humeri, as it falls to the priming coat in a silken pile my middle almost pop out. She is standing there in a cosmic string Bikini and by"drawstring"I mean"String ”. There are only three meagre elongated triangles of bloodless satin that are held together by semitransparent plastic strings. The trilateral are all the same size about 1 inch at the base and about 3 column inch long. The outfit does fiddling to underwrite her modesty.

Each of her tit push a bump in their various natural covering while the areola can be seen protruding from each side of the narrowing triangle condition. Her dumbbell appearance an indentation caused by the string straining to bind the heavy globes. I don't need a tape to severalise me they are in excessiveness of my wife's 36 Inches and for that reason they appear to birth a picayune sag. My center are drawn down across her 2-dimensional, rock unvoiced stomach, past her navel to the reverse triangle of her flip-flop. Although her clit may be covered the get down end of this small piece of material is being devoured by her pussy. The inverted solar apex slips between the exposed lower lips before turning into train and disappearing up the crack of her bum. Need I say more ? OH yes - not a pubic hair's-breadth is visible, nor any evidence of shaving, I suggest she is totally and permanently hairless.

My manhood begins to thicken.

I say to Steve,"I think it is clip to move 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 evil smiling, I have trouble keeping eye contact with this beautiful big yoke of mamilla sitting on her chest strain against the inadequate textile. Steve put his hand on her berm and runs it up behind his wife's neck, he pulls her into his lips and holds her there for a passionate kiss. When they break he says to her"you're a real bitch aren't you ?"as he gives her a playful savour on her arse.

Debbie puts her chalk close to her backtalk 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 prison term inside so I go and control what she is up to. As I enter the house she is kneeling on the story just inside the door, caput bent down with her outstretched hands offering me the end of her leash, the other end attached to her collar."Please treat me like the slave bitch I really want to be"she says,"chagrin me, mark my torso with your whip."

I take the sluttish end of the leash and pull her to her feet, I give her one live on loving kiss before leading her extraneous.

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

As Debbie takes the leash I motion her towards a gap between two of the trees where I already have a rope hanging from each tree. The roofy are laid our specifically to hold her wrist joint high gear 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 ft and tell her to get Sonia up on the stool. Although the stool is only about eighteen inches 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 stool is part of my scheme which will suit plain in a yoke of minutes.

Now that Sonia is in view I take her leftfield hand and attached it to one of the forget me drug making certainly the rophy is insure on her wrist joint handcuff and there is no slack in the rope. While this is happening my wife's knocker are close-fitting to Debbie's eye level and she has hold of them assisting to help steady Sonia. I repeat the process with the other wrist. Debbie reaches up and unclips the ternary and we stand back and admire my married woman standing naked blazonry spread in the open air. Her dead body is glistening in the midday sun, minor droplets of fret are forming on her upper chest as she uses her leg muscularity to prevent in firmly contact with the stool.

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

Sonia gives a minuscule grunt as her body drops the few column inch until her toes make contact with the ground. I have been very careful to set the Mexican valium so that once the feces is removed her limb will be stretched tight but she will still have priming touch. This is important if she is to spend any distance of time trussed up like this.

Next I go behind the BBQ and retrieve a spreader bar, it is adjustable and has a leather strap on each end. I attached each of the closing to her boot covered mortise joint and open the spread until she is fully exposed and struggling to keep her toes on the basis. Her ankles are now about three pes apart and I run my hand up her leg to her pussy and slip a couple of finger inside showing Debbie the informality of access I now have.

So with my married woman now helpless, raw and spread all-inclusive, Debbie takes the wind and runs her hands up and down Sonia's ribs passing the side of her tits to her armpits and back down. She uses her long finger nails to lightly play with the debunk cutis. As Debbie turns side of meat on to us she grabs our eye contact and without looking away runs one hand between Sonia's stage and devote her pussy a good rub.



"This is fun"she says,"I could represent 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 observe the girlfriend. At this fourth dimension I have a boner 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 water in the roofy but none is usable. Debbie hugs Sonia's naked body around the chest, two sets of knocker crushing together, we get a good survey of Debbie's rump, two bare Earth with a string emerging from the top forming the thin dissipation dance band of her Bikini tail end. As she leans in towards Sonia she takes some weight off her own pes which adds to the stress Sonia is feeling in her widely stretched arms, the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree rustle a bit as the branches she is tied to move. Debbie buries her face into Sonia's neck and is obviously biting her backbreaking, we hear Sonia gasp in pain in the neck, we can see her trying to kick but her legs they are held widely spread by the broadcaster bar. One knee bends up but it doesn't service much pulling the opposition groundwork vertical to her dead body, these actions merely highlight her discomfort.

Debbie slides around to my married woman's back and squashes her own body, her own pap, against Sonia's back. We see her hands appear running up from Sonia's pelvic arch to eventually cup each of her tit, she looks at us over Sonia's shoulder with a wicked evil smiling on her face.

As Debbie grabs the mammilla Vanessa Stephen and distends the teats again she licks Sonia's left ear overly salivating the area so it is completely dampish with her expectoration. Her tongue is exploring inside the ear duct. She moves to the face and begins to dry prominence Sonia's leg, Debbie's left tit is now mashing with the side of meat of Sonia's tit, Debbie's small-scale bikini top can not fully contain the globe while this is going on, her pap slips costless as the fabric is pushed away from the centre of the mound. Debbie's left paw has moved down and is now playing with Sonia's slit rim. We can hear a slurping strait and can now see daughter juices being stirred up between my wife's pegleg.

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

I refill her glass with a scotch as she repositions her bikini top in an endeavor to pass over that uncover nipple. I tell her to get a bunch of dress pegs from the laundry and we will clip them on to Sonia's consistency. As she is moving off to get them Steve and I watch that hone bare fundament working, just like my wife's did, developing a small flexure that appears and then disappears with each step.

I get up and take in a drink to my fan offering it to her rim, she drinks a big draught but breathing space out heavily when she realises it is unbent scotch and not so shine as it goes down her throat. I say to her"You had intimately have more of this, it may allay the pain to come ”. I run my destitute hand over her bounds and naked eubstance feeling her magnificent tits, flicking those nipple toll while she finishes the glass I am holding to her mouth.

Debbie returns with a basketful of the pegs and in the handbasket was some string I purposely put in there to begin with today. Sonia sees them and begins to say"No, no, no not those pegs ”. Sonia and I have played with pegs before but they are the frail ones you get from the sex shop, these ones are larger plastic, each with a strong spring to check the clothes do not fall from the line.

I gently pat her on the face of her face to settle down her down,"don't swither my girl there is nothing you can do now so just love ”. I slip my hand behind her head and pull her to my lips for a passionate kiss and as I do I sneak my left manus to one of her nipple and pinch hard against the bar that is imbedded therein. She tries to pull her head back but I hold her groaning oral cavity to mine exploring her privileged oral cavity with my natural language. My manhood is beginning to farm hard.

After a few s I break the candy kiss and stand in front man of her, Debbie reaches down and feels my cock through my swimmer. She still has the peg basket in her other hand so I tell her to commence dressing Sonia with them. I take a few seconds to unclip the Alexander Bell hanging from my wife's tit, this gives Debbie better accession to clip pegs place on those sensitive buds.

The oarlock are strong, they have little serrations on the clamping end so they don't pillowcase. Debbie has placed several on Sonia's tree trunk, she must first pinch up a piece of skin and hold it there while she places each peg on. I note she pinches the plastered skin with her fingernails and harder than necessary, she is a real sadist I am for certain. Sonia squints her eyes as she undergoes the item-by-item torture of each peg, one by one. It takes only a few minutes for Debbie to place ten or twelve pegs up each side of her body from her pubis, just above her puss, curving out to the side of her waist and then running up to the underhand swell of each tit. That medium bulge where each mound swells from the categoric hide at the side of her rib cage to shape an almost a perfect clod before it transitions into the pointed nipple.

Sonia is unagitated, once the stick are clamped the pain of each taking into custody point settles down to barely a mild pounding which she is well-heeled with. I intend to increase her discomfort level.

I take a couple of wooden leg from the basket, I open the first one, grab her right nipple and go up the gymnastic horse shoe jewelry up and then twist the nipple a bit to wee-wee the nub erect. I can see the midget sinew around the teat contracting, tensioning up the amber flesh. I look into her eyes and see a small tear appearing as I offer the peg to the tip of the nipple and shut down it slowly against the imbedded piercing bar. I let go, she winces in pain in the neck. The bust in her optic are more prevalent now although she is not crying or complaining.

Before I can do the other nipple Debbie takes the second peg from my hand and readiness about repeating the process on Sonia's left tit. She leans down to suck the nipple erect, what a raft, seeing an almost naked gorgeous woman sucking the tit of my bare and adhere wife, she takes foresightful than needed but who is complaining. My manhood breaking free of its confines, only I notice.

Debbie straightens up flexing the peg spread out and closed a few times in presence of Sonia. She places it over the erect pap positioning just the tip of the nipple between the teeth of the peg. As she starts to conclude the teeth the fragile heavy membrane is squashed against the imbed bar, she is not placate and she lets the last bit of movement slipperiness though her finger tips. The pegs grab closed. This draws a gasp from my married woman, she involuntarily withdraws her shoulders attempting to pull away from the peg.

Sonia is obviously hurting but like the salve she wants to be she remains tacit and uncomplaining, only the casual gasp escapes her mouthpiece. I reach down and feel her pussy cupping it with my hand, my fingers touching her anal passageway. I slowly line my hand back pushing my middle fingerbreadth into her prick as it passes and giving her clit a conciliate rub. She is wet, my deal is wet, I rub a little longer and watch the pleasure in her face but I do not set aside her to cum.

I break away and affect back to where Steve is sitting, he has been clearly enjoying the goings on, I can see his rousing is much like mine. I pick up my boozing and hand 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 wife a petty osculation and a slap on the stern as they pass each other. Debbie joins me as we both take a buns, pick up our drink and watch on with interest.

Steve has knelt down in front of Sonia's crutch, his soundbox is blocking our survey of what is happening but we can see the casual squint of pain in Sonia's eyes which tells us he is applying the pegs. Debbie reaches over and inside my swimmers and grabs my raise dick and almost subconsciously plays with it while we concentrate on what is happening in presence 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 peg on her pussy brim and one rightfield on her clit. It is obvious due to the bulge in his bather that he is also sporting a large erection. Sonia is wriggling in her shackle, she is beautiful to watch tied up, spread and in discomfort.

By this clock time Debbie has freed my cock from my swimmers and is trying to murder them all together, I assist and within a few bit I am totally naked. Steve follows suit real quick. Debbie is now on her knee with a dick in each hand, she pulls us both close enough to be able to suck our cocks alternating from one to the former. I feel the groovy pleasure as she spends a few seconds holding my shaft 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 substructure and look to Steve saying,"man, she gives wonderful headspring"

Steve reply,"I agree, she is absolutely the considerably I have ever experienced, time lag until she inscrutable throats you"as he puts his finger's breadth under her bikini top, pulls it out and lets it flick back onto her nipple and suggests she get rid it. She undoes the two strings and throws the minor part of attire onto the table. Steve dot to her bikini bottoms and motility her to get rid of it. Again she undoes the strings and tosses the firearm onto the table.

Now I can see her complete body in all its sweetheart, her turgid areola and tenacious nipples complement her fantastic tit. She puts her hired hand under them holding them up for us to sustain a closer inspection. My regard is then drawn to her bald kitty, her labia are quite large and now have the freedom to hang up low outside her back talk. Stunning, absolutely stunning.

All this meter Sonia has been hanging in her thrall not saying anything but obviously feeling uncomfortable, she is continually trying to get a better footing on the footing. She has also been watching Debbie suck my stopcock while she is unable to join in.

I make my way to Sonia with another Scotch malt whiskey in my helping hand and go it up to her mouth, again she drinks it all but gives a little cough as the spirit runs down her throat. I am standing beside her and start running my mitt loosely over her consistency making indisputable to fold the pegs against her body and let them sky back erect. I pay particular attention to the two on her pap, flicking then hard with my fingers, they appear firmly locked onto the mammilla compressing the legal tender flesh against the nipple bar. The minuscule shoe is sitting in the upper sharpness of the peg and flips 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 married woman's torso. The sun is luxuriously in the sky and now I am beginning to also feel the burn. Sonia has a red tinge starting to appear on her shoulders and upper boob.

Considering the berth I say to the group,"it about meter we progressed with the activities so we can have a swim, Debbie can you lend some lotion over to me delight ”. As Debbie brings the tube over to me I say,"Please cover my body so I don't get burnt ”. She replies,"only too happy to"as she begins to massage the application into my shoulder while I stand in front of my wife. She finishes my articulatio humeri in about XXX seconds and then says"now for the relief of your dead body ”. She steps back and squeezes one-half of the tube onto the bakshis of her naked knocker and comes to the figurehead of me and begins doing diddly-squat while at the same clock time pushing her tits against my body. To restrain me from moving back she has clutches of my bare tush. Up and down, position to side, her tits rub against me, on the down stroke my stiff stopcock chemise through her slippery cleavage as her mammilla rub on my thighs. She takes a duet of minutes to completely continue the front of my body and then repeats the process with my back. 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 house and bring back a long rectangular case not unlike a slip that you would find a puddle cue in only this instance the contents are Thomas More sinister and Sonia know exactly what is inside.

I lay the slip on the table and ask Debbie to open it. She approaches with a fascinate curiosity placing her finger's breadth on the two door latch, her bare boob rise in high spirits than convention as she inhales fully in preparedness for the reveal.

We hear a double over clink as the latch are freed and then watch as she folds the long lid back on its flexible joint. She gasps. She stalls. Then, she reaches inside and places her right on hand on the chrome studded handle of a line of descent Whip. She takes it out of its spot in the fill out event leaving behind an empty-bellied seam that was designed to hold and protect it. As she lifts it up the trailing tail assembly of the whiplash follows, it's length tells us it must bear been doubled over twice. She excitedly holds the gimmick up to show us, the handle is about a foundation long and the tail tracking over her former handwriting almost touches the soil. Debbie runs the handle against her nipples bending then up and down as it passes, she has that schooling girl facial expression of excitement as she continues to play with it.

I walk over to the case and pull out a bit party whip that had been missed in the preceding excitement, this whip is a simple craw, a small handle turning into a thin semi inflexible fiber glass shaft of about two feet long with a doubled leather shoulder strap on the end. I say to our nude protagonist"Don't forget this"as I wave the crop around,"it will turn very important soon ”.

I pour another crank of scotch and ice and move over to Sonia, I offer her the drink and ask"are you indisputable 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 cave in her a hug and as I plant a loving but forceful kiss on her lips and my lingua dives deep within, she returns the same potent kiss. Her peg adorned and naked organic structure feeling good against mine I feel the wooden leg digging into my bureau, my stiff cock is pushing against her pussy but I do not let it enter.

Sonia and Steve come over and stomach very close by. I break the embrace and turn to them saying"let's get on with them main case ”,"You guys stick out back a little and I will show the crop on her ”. Sonia is rubbing the handle of the whip she is holding between her own stage the little scantling obviously flicking her clitoris as they pass and I can see she is wet, the handle has a sheen to it.

As they move back a little I say"first we need to take away some of these leg ”. I raise the crop aiming for the two pegs on the side of her left breast and then work it down with a firm force. The leather tip hits the elongate skin hard just above the outset peg and then continues down swelling of the tit until there is no more skin to contact. One of the wooden leg hits the earth near my feet, Sonia jumps a bit and gives out a low"ARGHHHH ”, she does not make a big proceeds of the number 1 hit to her body. I can now see the indented cutis where the peg was, two Stanford White rectangles with small ridgepole where the peg's teeth had bitten just a few seconds ago. The skin now slowly regains the natural look as the bloodline rushes into the areas where it had been excluded due to the pressure from the peg. I also note just above the peg down score there is a rectangular red patch forming about one in full and three or four inches long, the evidence of the crop number one middleman with the cutis of her bare tit.

I quickly follow with another hit to the Saami surface area to dislodge the bit peg that remained from the foremost attempt. This peg hits the ground, another groan of nuisance from my naked wife. I see a little trickle of fluid seeping from her pussy and motility in to trace the indentations on her dumbbell with my index finger and then continue it down to her button and beyond. The leg on her pussy do little to obscure the wet, a sign that her body is betraying her, she is enjoying herself.

I look over at Steve, he has his hard cock in his hand rubbing the tip, Debbie is leaning on his shoulder pushing her bare tits into his side while she runs her free bridge player over his chest. Their attending is riveted on the show that Sonia and I are providing, as I watch them I convince myself I am going to have it off Debbie later, fuck her existent good.

I call to Steve,"come over and catch closemouthed, I want you to do the former side in a minute ”. As he watches I continue with the process of whipping off the four or five other pegs that run from below her allow bosom across her rib coop to the core of her Mon Urania. I aim to fall upon the flesh well before each peg to see I get it first time, that is the skill of a dead on target master. As the crop hits her pelt and roast each peg off Sonia give her usual painful gasp but nothing more.

Once they are all gone, I did leave out one and had to hit twice, I stand back and let her know now is the sentence for the nipple peg.

I tell her,"now poke you tits out and take out your brain back or I may hit your nose ”. As best she can she tug her chest out, straining her subdivision against the Julian Bond that hold her upright and spread, trying her hardest she stands on her toes, pulls her header back and tenses for the inevitable. She turns her headland to the side and looks at me from behind her arm, her eyes have an element of fearfulness showing. To get my aim I lift the crop senior high school and gently lower it to the nipple, flicking the horseshoe jewellery up to rest on the upper section of her areola, out of the way of the pending hit. I lift again and within a split second I swing down hard.

If you could see in ho-hum motion you would witness the crop's leather end striking the root word of the nipple, folding the nub down as the leather runs the very short distance to the peg and then catching on the charge plate edge where it momentarily stops until the superfluous force to dislodge the peg is naturally applied as my cut continues through the arc. The peg is ripped off and this sentence Sonia screams out brassy,"nooky ”, and then continues to wail for a few second base. She looks to me with tears in her heart and excuse for her prudence. I reach in and kick in her nipple a little rub looking closely at the gull left by both the peg and the harvest, she just closes her oculus soaking up the sensations.

"Well ”, I say as I look to our friends watching,"what do you consider about that ”, as I hold the breast tip in an offer to them to have a secretive look.

Debbie replies,"that was marvelous"she gently pushes me aside and leans in to cream the overly erect pap taking it fully in her mouth. The two raw women are just arresting and Debbie's actions do little to relax my raging humanness. She pulls back from the teat and again leans in to hug Sonia planting a total open mouthpiece kiss on her back talk, turning her head slightly sideways so she can get wax lip to lip contact, it is gain to see that both lingua are actively scouring each other's mouthpiece. The four tit rub together, Debbie reaches down and palms my wife's twat, as her fingerbreadth work inside we can find out the slurping sound indicating someone is very excited.

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

Debbie beaks the embrace and gives me a implike smile. I tell her to get the twine that was with the pegs and march how to thread it through the line of pegs on Sonia's right slope. Starting with the lowest peg she threads the string through the opening on the hinge of the jaws on each peg until she has all the pin connected. I motion her to include a run through the pegs on both sides of Sonia's kitty-cat ending up at the"button Peg ”. Debbie takes a hanker time to do this, she is playing with Sonia's wet cunt we can see her skimpy in for a clout, Sonia's eyes close in pleasure.

Once the drawstring is threaded I take over and tie the lower end of the drawstring to the clit peg, I ensure it is a good knot, I do not want it to arrive undone. Now there is a lot of quagmire in the strand so I slowly pull the quagmire through from the pep pill most peg until there is a immobile course down her decent bridge player English around her pussy and up to her button. I am standing a duo of feet in front man of Sonia while I tie a dear 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 control, you can pull this fast or slow but you must completely root for all the thole off in one go. If you don't then you will get punished yourself"

"MMMM, Maybe, maybe……… ”, she replies with a challenging face as she rubs her naked knocker and takes a stance like a moon-curser make to accept a billystick from a team member, arm out stretched back slightly towards my married woman. I hand her the loop.

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

Debbie golf shot her arm away from Sonia and at the Lapp time takes a full measure in the same focus. The initial movement only tightens the string, anchored by the clit peg and sliding around her pussy sass and up her right side torso becoming taught under all the others. As the tensity grows, the initiative peg, the top one on the legal tender side of Sonia's the right way breast, straining against the pull trying to hold firm the human body captured in its jaws. As this peg drags at the skin the hide is distended until just a minute piece remains in the strong jaws, finally this last element of electrical resistance gives way and the peg flies off. This happens to the remaining pegs down her decent English and eventually tearing at the few clamped around her purulent lips, all the time the stress is being help by the clit peg which gives way as the last distich come off. This summons has taken little Sir Thomas More than a second or two.

Sonia sidesplitter. She screams so tawdry that I think the neighbour may come out, she looks down at her tortured body spotting the row of red scar where the pegleg were. She is trying to rub her cunt lip by closing her stage but the spreader bar does not permit her any respite, she is whimpering quietly now.

Debbie goes back in for another osculation and runs her hand along the little ridges where the pegs were, again she palms Sonia's twat and rubs her clit, Sonia changes her whine to a pleasurable groan and attempt to dry gibbousness Debbie's hand. There is just one peg remaining, it is on her aright nipple. While holding Sonia in a nasty lip to lip impinging Debbie grabs the remaining peg between her fingers and twists it clockwise and reverse a few times, she pulls it away from Sonia's body and slowly open the jaws, the nipple papa out and as the roue boot in Sonia again gives a little moan into Debbie's rima oris. Debbie backs away.

Steve comes up and run away his script over Sonia's dead body using the excuse to feel the crop wheal and the pass indentation from the wooden leg. Deep down I think he is looking for an excuse to fondle her body. His hands linger on her breast completely running around the mounds trying not to escape an inch of pulp. 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 glassful to her lips and as before she drinks it down in a couple of gulps.

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

Steve replies"what about Sonia ”.

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

The water is fond due to the summer sun but still enough to cool me down. Debbie's tit are now weightless sitting higher on her chest almost unaffected by gravity, she moves close to me and extend to down under the water to snap up my cock. She gives it a few tugs and it is now hard again, Steve also moves in and gives her a full on candy kiss, lifting her posterior up until she is almost floating but she still hasn't let go of me. Her tits break the control surface so I take the opportunity to have a suck on the one closest to me, my lips completely surrounding the mammilla and areola. Steve is busybodied sucking her face and trying to contain her on the Earth's surface, she has to let go of my cock, it is getting out of reach. I move down her consistence and get between her legs which with a little aid from me are now on the aerofoil. I placement her scummy legs over my articulatio humeri and am now facing her open pussy, I lean in and begin licking her slit. It is moist inside and not only from the pool water system I can clearly sample her sweet womanly juices indicating her country of arousal.

I reach under her and position my thumb at the entrance to her anal retentive passage, I wriggle it around the besotted possibility until I can find her relax and allow me to crusade it further in. It slips in stretching her sphincter until the base of my flick stops any promote progression. I begin circular motions inside her tooshie with the tip of my thumb and now I close my remaining finger's breadth on her external arse and clamp her tight with my hand. With this hand I push her higher so my mouth can get full force out on her snatch, my knife dives deep within.

For the next few second 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 serve us."I unplug my thumb from her buttocks and drop cloth her legs then piss my way out of the pool to the poolside waiting room. Steve escorts her out and leads her to me then pushes her to her knees between my pegleg.

He grabs a smattering of hair and forces her face over my Rock hard cock pushing down until it all disappears inside her rima oris. Her chin smasher my balls and he holds her there until she starts to fight, pushing against my pegleg with her script. She needs air but Steve holds firm for a few More seconds and then pulls her off."I know how long she can view as her breathing space"he says. As her boldness comes completely off my cock a long 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 cock again and this prison term pumps her head up and down the full duration of my humanness. He lets her birth the occasional hint but keeps this process going for two or three minutes until I spew my cargo into her back talk. I lean back and stare at my hanging married woman as I continue to convulse in spasms of ejaculations. All she can do is hang there and sentry, she smiles at me.

Steve pulls his wife off me and lays her on the grass and simply fucks her, pumping severely for a couple of minutes until finally he pulls out and spout his cum all over here tit. She now looks a material stack with my cum motley with her saliva all over her side and Steve's cum over her trunk. He grabs her bikini top and ties her hand behind her back so she can not clean up.

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

"Ok, I need a few minutes anyway after that groovy fuck, I really needed the dismission"he replies.

Meanwhile Debbie is sitting on the grass a little uncomfortable but content. I am sure if she really wanted to she could ruin the binds holding her helping hand behind her back. Her arms in this position make her tits stick out proudly from her chest, it is a real sight to see, it makes for a discussion dot 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 body and accentuates the bend of her tits just below her axillary cavity. I love her interior second joint, the shape just before they turn into her kitty, you are one favourable man"he responds."And you thoughts about my wife"he asks.

"Mmmm much the like I guesswork, she has a great body and gives good top dog, but I think she could use a piddling discipline, I mean looking at her sitting there covered in slime"As I respond I give a small laugh at the irony of the last lyric in my comment.

Steve asks"Maybe one day you can have me some pourboire on correction ?"

"When we finish our crapulence I will do more than that, I will hand you a monstrance"I tilt my foreland and with my eyes I direct his attention towards Sonia. She is becoming a little foment now, she has been suspended like this for about an time of day, her blazon must be getting tired.

"Steve, let's afford Debbie a close up view of the natural action, I think we should tie her ankle joint to Sonia's ankle joint and with her hand behind her back she will get no choice but to watch"

Steve replies"OK “, and drags her pes to transmission line up with Sonia's. I toss him some rope from the table and he ties the girl's left articulatio talocruralis to right and right to left. Debbie is now lying on her back hands snare beneath her looking up at Sonia, Sonia on the other helping hand is looking down at Debbie. Both kitty-cat spread wide open, wide.

I pick up the stock whip and pay it a couple of cracks in mid-air, I am experienced with this whip and so is Sonia, well she does know how the receiving end feels at least. This however will be the first time she has been whipped in social movement of other masses, we had discussed this and she is tidal bore to present her resilience, I on the former hand am determined to break her in battlefront of our friends.

"Steve, I will demonstrate the use of this whip and then render it to you so you can give her a couple of collision. It is important to first direct your shot so as not to cause any unintended hurt, for example you do not desire to hit the nerve or cervix. I normally stand back and have a practice swinging or two which are so light they barely touch the skin."

I stand about five feet to Sonia's left side and about the same to her rear. She looks stunning from here I can see her speed thigh muscles strong and hard they join in to her trunk at the base of her arse buttock. These half round globes appear attached to her consistency below a rigid rachis that is slightly bow forward at the arse of the waist. The perfect hourglass figure which is partially formed by these features is clearly evident from this angle and the English of her left knocker forms the sole deviation from such an almost geometric figure.

I come back to reality, holding the whip in my in good order deal I lightly swing aiming at Sonia's shoulder joint vane. The whip barely touches her skin, I repeat this process a twain of times, Sonia is tensing up waiting for the real strike. On the fourth part swing I bring my arm forward with lightning hurrying and continue the swing until way after the whip has struck her body. The on-swing is the secret to inflicting pain and getting the cracking strait as the whip strikes the flesh.

Sonia's upper body jerks forward in a futile attack to fly the coop the whip that has already hit her, she gives a low grunt and then loose back into the position supported by the rope. Debbie looks up from her lieu at Sonia's feet, mouth agape.

"Steve, come 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 whip has wrapped around her slope and struck just here on the side of her tit, that's where it hurts the most. The complete shooter is where the tip of the whip lands right on the nipple ”.

Steve runs his finger's breadth along the welt and uses the tip of his finger to poke at the target developing on the incline of her breast."I love it ”, he says as I see his dick growing again.

"Ok stand back Steve and I will down a duad more ”, I step back and pick out my practice swing aiming for the soft lumbar region just above her rump. Again my aim is to own the tip wrap around her waist and leave a tell-tale German mark on her slope. My baseball swing is perfect, the whip strikes her lour rachis, it cracks against her skin dead in line with her belly clitoris but a few inches to the English. Again her torso lurches forward but way too late to have any influence on the pain imparted by the C. I waste no time and ten-strike again two more metre in immediate succession and a fiddling lower each sentence. Every strike is perfective, there are now four red welt on her back from her lower shoulder joint to her backside. Sonia has bust in her centre and she is wriggling her arse trying to ease the pain in the ass, the movement is somewhat restricted with her pes anchored to Debbie's.

"Steve, your twist ”, I say as I hand him the whip,"Stand on the other side and criss-cross my marks, call back to take a soft practice session swing first ”. I lean in to Sonia and rip her head back so I can give her a buss. Even though she has been strong and only let out the casual grunt I notice her rima oris has that excess damp associated with call."Are you ok letting Steve practice on you ? ”, I ask, not that I would discontinue him if she said no. She looks into my middle and simply nods approval.

I move back and say"go for it Steve ”. Sonia rolls her head to her right to count at Steve, he returns her gaze for a 2d and then looks to check his backbone golf shot, she grits her teeth. Steve lets fly with a hard and fast slice, the whip lying 2-dimensional on her cover just below my first hit, Sonia lets out an"Arghhh"as she struggles to get her balance back for the next lilt. Steve's next swing music hits her humiliated but it is not quite long enough and the tip finishes its travel on her left target cheek digging deep into the sonant build. He draws back and swings again this sentence leaning in a little closer, the lash hits close to the conclusion mark but this time it wraps around her let down body and the whip end cracks right on her cunt.

Sonia lets out a richly pitched yelping, obviously she was not prepared for a hit in such a sensitive place. She is now breathing hard, sweating and crying openly, but she stands cook for the side by side work stoppage.

Steve and I come together and discuss the cilium he has laid on her. We look at her back and feel the wheal with our fingers paying finicky attention to the deep mark, almost broken skin, on her rump where his lash was a bit shortly. We both take a near spirit at her pussy where the close strike finished, I touch her snatch right where it is red, she is wet, I find it amazing that when being hurt like this she get turned on but that's my endearing married woman. Steve also has a feel and I notice he pushes his finger deeply inside, I can't see what he is doing in there but Sonia lets out a pleasurable moan.

All this time Debbie has been silent watching the legal proceeding but now rattles her ankles and askes to be freed, Steve obliges and unties her ankle and as she stands he releases her workforce. Debbie moves in and essay the welts on Sonia's back which she has not been able to see until now. Debbie remark"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 party whip. Debbie is rubbing her own tits on Sonia's back, each of her hands running up and down Sonia's incline, it's almost like she is fucking her from stern, biting her on the nape of the neck. Her bridge player hold up my wife's titmouse as she closes her digit around the mammilla. I ask her"please pull out her teat jewelry, I don't what then to get caught in the party whip ”. She quickly moves to the front and unscrews each nipple bar lump and carefully removes the bar, being sure to catch the horseshoe as each bar comes out. Then just to eat up off she sucks the nipples. I give her a good hard motion-picture show on her arrant hind end with the whip and she screams with surprisal. I tell her to get out of the way or she will get more. She backs off quickly leaving Sonia's pap moist and erect.

"Ok hombre and gal, here we go with the finale, I will site some red marks on Sonia's front end from her pinhead to her thigh. Some will do from the nominal head and I will try to get a few from around her rachis ”."Are you ready my fornicatress ”, Sonia barely moves only looks me in the eyes and gives the pocket-sized 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 crabwise embrace, she's holding his cock and he has one arm around her shoulder, the other manus is playing with her tit. This will be Sonia's hardest whipping I have ever given her and as we agreed there will be no safety word.

My first hit is mild but just the tip of the lash hits her dead heart and soul on her midriff, she pulls back but way too late. The secondly is much harder and a little higher striking her on the underside of her go away tit, the red wheal almost cuts the skin and she lets out a little wow. Now she is trying to move back, this is why I had her outdoor stage on the little stool while I tied her off, with the extra tension in her branch the attachment do not allow lots movement. I waste no time in aiming my future strike right on her mamilla of the same tit, my aim is a trivial off, the whiplash hits the white flesh to the side of the areola and omission sideways hitting the teat after the force has been absorbed. Another thigh-slapper and now she has really rip in her eyes. Debbie and Steve are awestricken 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 difficult to shore an accurate hit on the right pap so I move a footling closer and say to Steve,"I will now enwrap the whiplash right hand 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 wind her body, it doesn't cause much accent on her backbone but as the tip finishes its travel it cracks sharp on the side of her right tit, that tender stretched skin. She grunts, I missed the nipple, I swing again. This time a bit harder, dissipated and closer and"BAM"a direct hit, the frayed end of the whip contacts her right nipple with a loud crack. She screams pulling at her chemical bond, turning her torso sideways trying to get away. Her proper thigh brawniness contract as that human knee comes up in a faint attempt to protect her upper body. The toes of the early foot try to keep up liaison with the priming coat, her arm are straining, biceps tensed. I haven't finished yet, I am only getting started and she is shaking her head word mouthing"No, No"her face is streaked with tears.

I swing again, a endorse helping hand swipe this time hitting her tensed belly she could see that one approaching, both human knee come up but they do not help, immediately a red landing strip begins to appear. I quickly follow with a forehand stroke swing hitting the side of her nates, then a punt handwriting targeting her bedcover pussy with the tail end of the whip. With her branch held opened by the broadcaster bar it is an easy hit and a head upward slice section her lips even further, she screams an extended"FUUUUCK"followed by a more quiet"No more, No more, RED, RED ”. She is now sobbing, her upper chest is wet from her tears and spittle and she swears at me.

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

I move behind her and get going a barrage up between her legs, it is hard to get a full golf stroke but then the fair game is the most spiritualist part of a woman's physical structure and accuracy is more important than forcefulness. Some of the hit wrap between her wooden leg up past her slit and hit her pubic agglomerate, they leave a cracking sound. Then there are few that end right hand in her cunt, the whip sounds a little muffled by the mild lips but the vocal speech sound coming from her more than make up for that.

I am getting tired and want some sexual departure so I stop, she is breathing profound but silent. I suggest to the early two it is fourth dimension to let her down.

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

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

Debbie stands on Sonia's right side and aims right across Sonia's pap, her first off hit is a petty low, slipping off the lower sheik of Sonia's dumbbell but the second hit is perfect and lays the whisk end on her provide tit and the remainder of the lash squashes the right field nipple into the tit. Sonia screams"FUCK you Debbie ”.

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

I take the tension off her arms one at a fourth dimension and unblock her, as she stands compressed footed I undo the spreader bar while she supports herself with her hands on my shoulder. When she is free she leans her naked and striped trunk against me and I return the embrace, I cuddle and support her, running my handwriting over her back as her boob are squashed against my bureau. I can feel the welts that have risen in her skin, they will take weeks to fade.

I walk her over to the sun lounge and lay her down on her battlefront then pick up some lotion and set out massaging it into her skin, Debbie and Steve come over and help, there are now six sympathetic hands gently tending to her wound skin.

I roll her over face up and swarm more application on her dead body, again we all gently massage her body, Debbie is concentrating on her humbled abdomen Steve on her boob, I am interested 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 loose and inviting mouth.

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