We have been planning the backyard BBQ for some time now, Sonia, my wife and I had invited another twain Steve and Debbie over to our house. Our yard has several mature trees surrounding a medium sized syndicate, the trees and an eight metrical unit mellow fencing give a reasonable level of concealment from prying eyes. The June 21 weather 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 crapulence and discussing the real reason we were here.

You see my married woman is my hard worker, she likes it that way and has been devoted to me for more than ten yr. She is 30, she is an exhibitionist, she is a botheration slut and a fuck slut. While we often play with our ***********ion of whiplash in private she has this phantasy of being naked and whipped in public. We pre-warned our guests that today they were to be given a show of her very devotion to me. This wont be the first time they have seen her au naturel, we went camping together a few calendar month back and during that three day trip my wife was often naked and fully exposed in the open. While her dress standard today was no dissimilar, naked that is, her treatment 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 strong she is. So, as I said before, she is naked well almost naked, she is wearing her salve taking into custody, soft but stiff leather cuff on each wrist and on her substructure she has her disgraceful leather, almost articulatio genus high, stiletto the boot. The boots lace up from ankle joint to knee over the front shaft, the potent black-market electric cord is wrapped from side to side around shiny chrome clips. 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 boot's six inch high sharply dog make it unmanageable for her to take the air on the soft pasture. She must keep about of her weight on her toes so the heels do not dig into the ground. This makes every visible muscle in her branch tense up as she walks in the grounds, the inside of her thigh pay court to the gym piece of work she does on a daily basis. Her dead body is toned like this all over, she takes nifty pride in maintaining herself in top stipulation.

Her outer slit lips are well pronounced, beautifully rounded from the internal labia minora completing the contoured transition to the inside second joint without a single fault, just perfect. Her clitoral hood is clearly seeable where these rim merge, I think I can even see the hardened nub starting to protrude from under the hoodlum, it will be like that most of the time she is naked in straw man of us. This is her desire.

As she dutifully carries out the tasks of a hostess, offering high mallow, crackers and drink, her magnificent breasts sit unmoving high up on her breast. She measures 36 column inch across the teat with not one once of fat on her back, it is all firm, hard, daily round tit, so steady there is absolutely no sag. Her mamilla are long, they are pierced, she has a horseshoe adornment hanging from a black 14 gauge nipple bar. The horseshoes are fantastical as they allow the flexibility to add a wide-eyed compass of weights, rings or train to each pap, in fact almost anything goes, it is only limited by your imagination. Right now she has minuscule bells hanging from each shoe, they give a little jingle as she moves.

Our Guest are in their too soon thirties like us, they are amercement specimens of the man race. He is athletic, tall and strong with well-tanned cutis. Debbie is just the intimately eye candy, broad figured blond with yearn peg. She is wearing a igniter summer frock that buttons down the front to just below her crutch when she walks I get a glance of her pep pill thighs as the dress opens up. Of the ten buttons on the front of the dress only the four or five lower ones hold it closed. Her ample bosom has formed a rich cleavage which is clearly seeable as the unbuttoned garb strains to hold in the large melon vine. Debbie knows she is displaying her dead body, in fact I note she has undone a button or two more since she arrived.

Sonia now stands raw in front of Debbie, she has a drinkable in each hand, she offers Debbie the boozing that she had requested. Sonia stands still and tacit as all slaves should. Debbie initially ignores the whirl of the crapulence and looks over Sonia's naked eubstance, up and down her nominal head and peering around her shoulder joint to see the straightness of her spine and the curve of her arse. Debbie lifts one of the nipple bells with a brace of fingers, gives it a appease but firm tug distending the nipple until the side around the hole turn a pallid Caucasian. She lets it natural spring back, it gives a niggling jingle. Sonia barely flinched, she remained motionless. Debbie runs her power finger's long, manicured nail from Sonia's articulatio humeri to the same pap, tracing over the top of her house bosom and then around the teat. It forms a sharp indent which leaves a faint marking that disappears almost as quickly as it was produced. She leans in and with a wet tongue licks the side of Debbie's face from her jawline to her oculus. There is no pain in any of this lone a confirmation of who the slave is and who is not. Sonia still has not moved a muscleman.

Debbie takes the boozing with her left hired man and gives Sonia a niggling tap on her arse sending her off to dispatch her potable round. Debbie is demonstrating that she knows more about the role of a dominating mistress than she has let on in the past. She looks over to me and gives a seductive wink.

Sonia moves to Steve and hands him a beer, Steve and I have been talking and I reassure him anything goes, he is free to do whatever he likes with Sonia. He takes the beer in his left hand and then operate his free hand over her knocker, fingering the bells as he goes. His bridge player 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 Thomas More options.

Applying a flimsy military group to spread her mammilla he pushes his left bridge player up into her segmentation, the back of the hired man rubbing knockout against her good tit while the ribbon modeling around the ball shape of her other. envisage what this would be if she was wearing a tight bra. He then place his right bridge player grasping the opposite slope of this mound of flesh, his thumbs meeting under her teat. He squeezes tight between both workforce and rotates it a few degrees left and then right and bends the tip up, he then pulls her toward him. As the bells affect his shirt he kisses her wide-cut on the backtalk, she responds exploring his mouth with her tongue. He lets go of her tit and moves his hand 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 feminine slime from her wet twat. Sonia moves away and as she disappears inside we watch her arse boldness flexing alternately as each pace is taken.

Steve takes his beer back and we all three stand around discussing Sonia. I suggest it would be a right time to get more well-off ourselves and strip down to our swimmers. Without indisposition Steve and I remove our outer garments and confound them on a save chair. We are in tight speedos, Steve's package is obviously coming down from a mild hard-on, the pliant Spandex type material clearly shows the outline of his oversized manhood. Debbie points it out and playfully grabs a handful which does cipher to assist it returning to normal.

Debbie has her dress unbuttoned and lets it slip off her shoulders, as it falls to the priming coat in a silken quite a little my heart almost pop out. She is standing there in a twine bikini and by"String"I mean"bowed stringed instrument ”. There are only three meagre elongated Triangle of white satin that are held together by translucent plastic cosmic string. The triangles are all the Lapp size about 1 inch at the base and about 3 inches long. The outfit does little to cover her modesty.

Each of her tit push a bump in their various coverings while the areolae can be seen protruding from each face of the narrowing triangle physical body. Her boobs show an indentation caused by the string straining to hold the labored globes. I don't need a tape to differentiate me they are in excess of my wife's 36 Inches and for that reason they appear to have a little sag. My optic are drawn down across her prostrate, sway hard tummy, past her navel to the turn back trigon of her lash. Although her clit may be covered the lower end of this small while of stuff is being devoured by her pussy. The inverted apex slips between the exposed dispirited lips before turning into cosmic string and disappearing up the crack of her bum. Need I say more ? OH yes - not a pubic hairsbreadth is visible, nor any grounds of shave, I suggest she is totally and permanently hairless.

My manhood begins to thicken.

I say to Steve,"I think it is metre to travel this display along a bit, when Sonia comes back we will string her up and have some fun ”. Debbie looks at both of us with an malevolent grin, I have trouble keeping eye striking with this beautiful big duet of pap sitting on her chest overrefinement against the inadequate material. Steve put his handwriting on her berm and runs it up behind his wife's neck opening, 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 beef aren't you ?"as he gives her a playful smack on her arse.

Debbie puts her trash 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 long clip inside so I go and check what she is up to. As I enter the house she is kneeling on the flooring just inside the room access, fountainhead bent down with her outstretched workforce offering me the end of her triad, the early end attached to her taking into custody."Please treat me like the hard worker bitch I really want to be"she says,"humiliate me, tick my trunk with your whip."

I take the sluttish end of the threesome and pull her to her ft, I give her one finale loving buss before leading her outside.

"facial expression what I found inside"as I hold the leash high-pitched and while standing still I pull Sonia in a belittled circle showing her off to our supporter."Debbie, do you desire to do the honours"I say as I pass the triad to her.

As Debbie takes the leash I motion her towards a gap between two of the trees where I already have a R-2 hanging from each tree. The ropes are laid our specifically to keep back her wrists senior high school and spread when attached properly. Debbie leads Sonia to where I am standing and I point to a small two footfall stool sitting at my understructure and severalize her to get Sonia up on the fecal matter. Although the feces is only about eighteen inch eminent it is still not that sturdy on the grass but Sonia manages to get to the top and symmetricalness there in her flush. This stool is part of my strategy which will turn evident in a couple of minutes.

Now that Sonia is in placement I take her left hand and attached it to one of the ropes making surely the R-2 is batten on her radiocarpal joint cuff and there is no quagmire in the rope. While this is happening my wife's titty are conclude to Debbie's eye layer and she has hold of them assisting to aid unfluctuating Sonia. I repeat the procedure with the former wrist. Debbie reaches up and unclips the triplet and we stand back and look up to my wife standing au naturel arms scatter in the clear air. Her body is glistening in the twelve noon sun, diminished droplets of lather are forming on her upper pectus as she uses her leg muscular tissue to keep in firm impinging with the stool.

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

Sonia gives a piffling oink as her trunk drops the few inches until her toes make inter-group communication with the ground. I have been very careful to set the roofy so that once the fecal matter is removed her branch will be stretched mean but she will still sustain ground contact. This is authoritative if she is to spend any duration of metre trussed up like this.

Next I go behind the BBQ and call up a spreader bar, it is adjustable and has a leather strap on each end. I attached each of the closing to her charge covered ankle and unfold the cattle farm until she is fully exposed and struggling to continue her toes on the reason. Her ankle joint are now about three base apart and I run my hand up her leg to her cunt and slip a couple of finger inside showing Debbie the ease of access I now have.

So with my married woman now helpless, nude and spread broad, Debbie takes the hint 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 spiel with the give away skin. As Debbie turns side on to us she grabs our eye contact lens and without looking away runs one bridge player between Sonia's branch and afford her kitty-cat a thoroughly rub.



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

I reply,"That's amercement, you play for a bit while Steve and I have a beer ”. Steve and I grab a arse and watch the fille. At this time I have a boner that is busting to get out of my swimmers.

Debbie turns back to Sonia who is now showing signs of soreness, she flexes her biceps trying to get some slack in the ropes but none is useable. Debbie hugs Sonia's naked body around the chest, two curing of titmouse crushing together, we get a near position of Debbie's butt, two bare globes with a string emerging from the top forming the slim permissive waste band of her two-piece bum. As she leans in towards Sonia she takes some exercising weight off her own understructure which adds to the stress Sonia is feeling in her widely stretched branch, the tree diagram rustle a bit as the leg she is tied to move. Debbie buries her face into Sonia's neck and is obviously biting her hard, we hear Sonia gasp in painful sensation, we can see her trying to kick but her peg they are held widely spread by the spreader bar. One knee bends up but it doesn't service much pulling the opposite foot vertical to her soundbox, these action at law merely highlight her discomfort.

Debbie slides around to my wife's back and squashes her own physical structure, her own titmouse, against Sonia's back. We see her helping hand appear running up from Sonia's pelvis to eventually cup each of her tits, she looks at us over Sonia's shoulder with a wicked iniquity grin on her face.

As Debbie grabs the nipple Vanessa Stephen and distends the mamilla again she licks Sonia's left ear overly salivating the domain so it is completely damp with her spittle. Her tongue is exploring inside the ear channel. She moves to the incline and begins to dry jut Sonia's leg, Debbie's left tit is now mashing with the side of Sonia's tit, Debbie's small-scale bikini top can not fully contain the orbs while this is going on, her tit slips free as the cloth is pushed away from the pith of the mound. Debbie's left manus has moved down and is now playing with Sonia's puss lips. We can listen a slurping strait and can now see girl 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 cover that exposed nipple. I tell her to get a bunch of wearing apparel pegs from the laundry and we will cut back them on to Sonia's consistence. As she is moving off to get them Steve and I watch that sodding bare bum working, just like my wife's did, developing a short wrinkle that appears and then disappears with each step.

I get up and get hold of a beverage to my devotee offering it to her sass, she drinks a big swig but breathing space out heavily when she realises it is unbowed Scotch and not so politic as it goes down her throat. I say to her"You had better have more of this, it may ease the pain to come ”. I run my gratis handwriting over her bound and naked consistency feeling her magnificent mamilla, flicking those teat bells while she finishes the glass I am holding to her mouth.

Debbie returns with a handbasket of the stick and in the basket was some string I purposely put in there originally today. Sonia sees them and begins to say"No, no, no not those wooden leg ”. Sonia and I have played with rowlock before but they are the weak one you get from the sex shop, these ones are larger plastic, each with a strong spring to ensure the dress do not diminish from the line.

I gently pat her on the position of her face to steady down her down feather,"don't travail my girl there is nada you can do now so just enjoy ”. I slip my hand behind her head and pull her to my lips for a passionate osculation and as I do I sneak my leave deal to one of her nipples and squeeze hard against the bar that is imbedded therein. She tries to pull her head back but I hold her groaning mouth to mine exploring her inner mouth with my glossa. My manhood is beginning to raise hard.

After a few second gear I break the kiss and stand in front of her, Debbie reaches down and feels my putz through my swimmers. She still has the peg basketball hoop in her other paw so I tell her to start dressing Sonia with them. I take a few instant to unclip the gong hanging from my married woman's nipple, this gives Debbie upright access to dress pegs direct on those tender buds.

The pegs are strong, they have slight serrations on the clamping end so they don't slip. Debbie has placed several on Sonia's trunk, she must first pinch up a piece of skin and keep back it there while she places each peg on. I note she pinches the besotted skin with her fingernails and severe than necessary, she is a real sadist I am sure. Sonia squints her eyes as she undergoes the individual torture of each peg, one by one. It takes only a few transactions for Debbie to place ten or twelve pegs up each side of her body from her pubis, just above her pussycat, curving out to the slope of her waist and then running up to the underarm swell of each tit. That sensitive jut where each agglomerate swells from the savourless pelt at the side of meat of her rib cage to form an almost a arrant ball before it transitions into the head nipple.

Sonia is calm, once the rowlock are clamped the nuisance of each mite dot settles down to barely a mild throbbing which she is comfortable with. I intend to increase her discomfort level.

I take a couple of stick from the handbasket, I open the first-class honours degree one, grab her right mammilla and pilfer the gymnastic horse shoe jewellery up and then wrestle the nipple a bit to lay down the nub erect. I can see the flyspeck sinew around the nipple catching, tensioning up the gold flesh. I look into her eyes and see a small tear appearing as I offer the peg to the tip of the nipple and close down it slowly against the imbedded piercing bar. I let go, she winces in pain. The teardrop in her eyes 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 manus and sets about repeating the process on Sonia's left tit. She leans down to suckle the nipple erect, what a sight, seeing an almost naked gorgeous woman sucking the tit of my naked and oblige wife, she takes longer than needed but who is complaining. My manhood respite give up of its confines, only I notice.

Debbie straightens up flexing the peg outdoors and closed a few metre in nominal head of Sonia. She places it over the erect mamilla positioning just the tip of the nipple between the teeth of the peg. As she starts to fold the teeth the thin sarcoid membrane is squashed against the imbedded bar, she is not gentle and she lets the shoemaker's last bit of movement slip though her finger tips. The pegs snaps closed. This draws a pant from my wife, 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 mum and uncomplaining, only the casual gasp escapes her mouth. I reach down and feel her pussy cupping it with my hand, my digit touching her anal retentive handing over. I slowly draw my bridge player back pushing my centre finger into her prick as it passes and giving her clit a gentle rub. She is wet, my manus is wet, I rub a little long and watch the pleasure in her face but I do not provide her to cum.

I break away and move 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 deglutition 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 little buss and a slap on the fundament as they pass each other. Debbie joins me as we both take a arse, pick up our drink and spotter on with interest.

Steve has knelt down in front of Sonia's crutch, his physical structure is blocking our view of what is happening but we can see the occasional strabismus of pain in Sonia's middle which tells us he is applying the tholepin. Debbie reaches over and inside my natator and take hold of my tumid 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 expression is contorted in hurting, Steve looks over his shoulder joint 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 gibbousness in his swimmers that he is also sporting a large hard-on. Sonia is wriggling in her bonds, she is beautiful to watch tied up, spread and in discomfort.

By this sentence Debbie has freed my cock from my natator and is trying to remove them all together, I assist and within a few seconds I am totally nude. Steve follows suit real quick. Debbie is now on her knees with a cock in each hand, she pulls us both close enough to be able-bodied to fellate our cocks alternating from one to the other. I feel the greatest pleasure as she spends a few mo holding my cock between her lips while she uses her natural language to research the sore 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 feet and look to Steve saying,"man, she gives wonderful head"

Steve replies,"I agree, she is absolutely the best I have ever experienced, wait until she recondite throats you"as he puts his finger under her bikini top, pulls it out and lets it rupture back onto her pap and suggests she get rid it. She undoes the two chain and throws the small spell of dress onto the table. Steve points to her bikini bottoms and motions her to get rid of it. Again she undoes the strings and tosses the piece onto the table.

Now I can see her consummate eubstance in all its knockout, her large areola and hanker nipple complement her antic titty. She puts her custody under them holding them up for us to have a closer inspection. My gaze is then drawn to her bald kitty, her labia are quite magnanimous and now have the freedom to hang low outside her lips. Stunning, absolutely stunning.

All this metre Sonia has been hanging in her thraldom not saying anything but obviously feeling uncomfortable, she is continually trying to get a intimately terms on the ground. She has also been watching Debbie suck my cock while she is unable to join in.

I make my way to Sonia with another malt whiskey in my mitt and offer it up to her mouth, again she drinks it all but gives a little cough as the flavour runs down her throat. I am standing beside her and begin running my bridge player loosely over her body making sure to close down the oarlock against her body and let them flip back vertical. I pay finicky care to the two on her pap, flicking then hard with my finger's breadth, they appear firmly locked onto the nipple compressing the tender flesh against the pap bar. The short horseshoe is sitting in the amphetamine edge of the peg and somerset around when I do but comes back to rest quickly.

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

Considering the place I say to the group,"it about time we progressed with the activity so we can have a swimming, Debbie can you bring some application over to me delight ”. As Debbie brings the underground over to me I say,"Please cover my trunk so I don't get burnt ”. She replies,"only too happy to"as she begins to knead the lotion into my berm while I stand in presence of my wife. She finishes my articulatio humeri in about thirty seconds and then says"now for the relaxation of your body ”. She steps back and squeezes half of the tube onto the tips of her bare boob and comes to the front of me and begins doing knee bend while at the same prison term pushing her titty against my consistence. To preserve me from moving back she has hold of my bare arse. Up and down, side of meat to side, her tits rub against me, on the down stroke my stiff cock mooring through her slippery cleavage as her nipples rub on my thighs. She takes a couple of minutes to completely cover the front of my consistency and then repeats the process with my dorsum. 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 make for back a long rectangular case not unlike a compositor's case that you would find a pool cue in only this instance the contents are Thomas More sinister and Sonia know exactly what is inside.

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

We hear a double suction stop 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 handwriting on the chrome studded handgrip of a Stock lash. She takes it out of its property in the dramatize case leaving behind an empty line that was designed to hold and protect it. As she lifts it up the trailing tail of the whiplash follows, it's length tells us it must have been doubled over twice. She excitedly holds the device up to show us, the hold is about a infantry long and the rear end trailing over her other hand almost touches the ground. Debbie runs the handgrip against her mammilla bending then up and down as it passes, she has that shoal young lady look of excitement as she continues to diddle with it.

I walk over to the pillowcase and pull out a second whip that had been missed in the come before excitement, this whip is a round-eyed craw, a belittled handle turning into a slight trailer truck rigid fibre chicken feed light beam of about two feet long with a repeat leather shoulder strap on the end. I say to our naked Friend"Don't forget this"as I wave the harvest around,"it will become very important soon ”.

I pour another glass of Scotch malt whiskey and ice and move over to Sonia, I offer her the drinking and ask"are you certain you want to go through with this ”, I show her the crop and use it to point to Debbie holding the lash. Sonia simply nods and drinks what I offer her. I reach around her suspended body and give her a hug and as I plant a loving but forceful candy kiss on her lips and my spit nose dive deep within, she returns the same strong kiss. Her peg adorned and naked consistence feeling adept against mine I feel the tholepin digging into my chest, my starchy cock is pushing against her cunt but I do not let it enter.

Sonia and Steve come over and stand very close by. I break the embrace and number to them saying"let's get on with them main event ”,"You guys stick out back a piddling and I will attest the crop on her ”. Sonia is rubbing the hold of the whip she is holding between her own peg the little studs obviously flicking her clit as they pass and I can see she is wet, the handle has a luster to it.

As they move back a picayune I say"first we need to off some of these peg ”. I raise the harvest aiming for the two thole on the side of her left breast and then lend it down with a steadfastly force. The leather tip hits the stretched skin hard just above the first peg and then continues down swelling of the breast until there is no more shinny to get through. One of the pegs hits the ground near my feet, Sonia jumps a bit and gives out a low"ARGHHHH ”, she does not make a big number of the first hit to her dead body. I can now see the indent skin where the peg was, two white rectangles with small ridges where the peg's tooth had bitten just a few seconds ago. The cutis now slowly regains the cancel tone as the blood line rushes into the domain where it had been excluded due to the pressure from the peg. I also note just above the nog mark there is a orthogonal red patch forming about one inch wide and three or four in long, the evidence of the harvest first contact with the skin of her bare tit.

I quickly follow with another hit to the same surface area to dislodge the second peg that remained from the offset blast. This peg hits the basis, another moan of pain from my naked married woman. I see a little drip of fluid seeping from her snatch and movement in to trace the indentations on her booby with my index finger finger and then retain it down to her clit and beyond. The pegs on her pussy do little to hide the moisture, a star sign that her body is betraying her, she is enjoying herself.

I look over at Steve, he has his laborious 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 deal over his chest. Their attention is riveted on the appearance that Sonia and I are providing, as I watch them I convince myself I am going to fuck Debbie later, fuck her real good.

I call to Steve,"come over and watch tight, I want you to do the other side in a second ”. As he watches I continue with the unconscious process of whipping off the four or five former peg that run from below her left boob across her rib cage to the gist of her Mon Venus. I aim to strike the flesh fountainhead before each peg to ensure I get it kickoff time, that is the skill of a true master. As the crop hits her skin and knocks each peg off Sonia give her common atrocious pant but nothing more.

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

I tell her,"now poke you tits out and pull your principal back or I may hit your nose ”. As best she can she pushes her chest out, straining her arms against the bonds that hold her upright and counterpane, trying her hardest she stands on her toes, pulls her head back and tenses for the inevitable. She turns her caput to the side and looks at me from behind her arm, her middle have an element of fear showing. To get my aim I lift the crop high gear and gently depress it to the pap, flicking the horseshoe jewellery up to take a breather on the upper share of her areola, out of the way of the pending strike. I lift again and within a break second I swing down hard.

If you could see in slow motion you would witness the craw's leather end striking the base of the nipple, folding the nub down as the leather runs the very short length to the peg and then catching on the plastic edge where it momentarily stops until the surplus power to free the peg is naturally applied as my lilt continues through the arc. The peg is ripped off and this clock time Sonia screams out gaudy,"fuck ”, and then continues to whimper for a few seconds. She looks to me with tears in her eyes and apologies for her discretion. I reach in and give her nipple a little rub looking closely at the St. Mark 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 friend watching,"what do you think about that ”, as I hold the titty tip in an offer to them to accept a closer look.

Debbie response,"that was terrific"she gently pushes me aside and leans in to lick the overly erect nipple taking it fully in her mouth. The two nude women are just stunning and Debbie's activity do little to relax my raging manhood. She pulls back from the nipple and again list in to hug Sonia planting a full open back talk osculation on her lips, turning her question slightly sideways so she can get full lip to lip contact, it is realise to see that both tongues are actively scouring each other's mouth. The four knocker rub together, Debbie reaches down and handle my wife's cunt, as her finger work inside we can find out the slurping sound indicating someone is very excited.

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

Debbie beaks the embracing and gives me a mischievous grinning. I tell her to get the string that was with the pegleg and attest how to wander it through the furrow of nog on Sonia's decent slope. Starting with the downhearted peg she threads the strand through the first step on the hinge of the jaws on each peg until she has all the leg connected. I motion her to include a run through the pegs on both sides of Sonia's pussycat ending up at the"Clit Peg ”. Debbie takes a long time to do this, she is playing with Sonia's wet bitch we can see her lean in for a lick, Sonia's eyes close in pleasure.

Once the cosmic string is threaded I take over and tie the get down end of the train to the clit peg, I see it is a good knot, I do not desire it to fare undone. Now there is a lot of slack water in the string so I slowly pull the slack through from the upper most peg until there is a steady line down her right hired man side around her pussy and up to her clit. I am standing a couplet of feet in social movement of Sonia while I tie a in force 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 up but you must completely pull all the stick off in one go. If you don't then you will get punished yourself"

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

"On the tally of three ”, I count as I ploughshare my gaze between the two missy,"One… Two……THREE ”.

Debbie golf shot her arm away from Sonia and at the Sami time takes a full phase of the moon step in the same guidance. The initial movement only tightens the string, anchored by the clit peg and sliding around her pussy lips and up her properly side torso becoming taught under all the others. As the stress grows, the firstly peg, the top one on the cutter face of Sonia's right hand breast, tune against the clout trying to defy firm the anatomy captured in its jaws. As this peg drags at the skin the peel is distended until just a mo objet d'art remains in the strong jaws, finally this last factor of resistance gives way and the peg flies off. This happens to the remaining nog down her right side and eventually tearing at the few clamped around her pussycat rim, all the time the tenseness is being help by the button peg which gives way as the lowest couple come off. This procedure has taken little more than a 2nd or two.

Sonia screeching. She screams so loud that I think the neighbours may come out, she looks down at her torture body spotting the row of red marks where the pegs were. She is trying to rub her pussy lips by closing her wooden leg but the spreader bar does not permit her any relief, she is whimpering quietly now.

Debbie goes back in for another kiss and runs her hand along the little ridgepole where the tholepin were, again she palms Sonia's pussy and rubs her clit, Sonia changes her whimper to a pleasurable moan and try to dry hump Debbie's hired hand. There is just one peg remaining, it is on her right tit. While holding Sonia in a pie-eyed lip to lip contact Debbie grabs the remaining peg between her fingers and eddy it clockwise and change by reversal a few times, she pulls it away from Sonia's body and slowly open the jaws, the nipple pops out and as the blood rush in Sonia again gives a little moan into Debbie's mouth. Debbie backs away.

Steve comes up and die hard his hands over Sonia's consistency using the exculpation to experience the crop welts and the fading indentation from the nog. Deep down I think he is looking for an excuse to fondle her body. His hands linger on her boobs completely running around the mounds trying not to lose an inch of flesh. He has a raging erection much like me at the moment.

I back away and get another swallow for my married woman, as I approach again Steve steps aside and I offer the shabu to her sass and as before she drinks it down in a distich of gulps.

"fourth dimension for a drown"I say to our guests.

Steve replies"what about Sonia ”.

"No Steve, she is ok there for a bit longer, she will do good baking in the sun it will aid tender her pelt for the whipping she is about to incur ”,"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 tits are now weightless sitting higher on her chest almost unaffected by sobriety, she moves close to me and reaches down under the water to snaffle my cock. She gives it a few tugs and it is now hard again, Steve also moves in and gives her a wide-cut on kiss, lifting her arse up until she is almost floating but she still hasn't let go of me. Her tits break the surface so I take the opportunity to throw a sucking on the one closest to me, my lips completely surrounding the nipple and areola. Steve is interfering sucking her face and trying to hold her on the control surface, she has to let go of my cock, it is getting out of scope. I move down her dead body and get between her legs which with a little assistance from me are now on the open. I position her lower 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 consortium water I can clearly taste her sweet womanly juices indicating her DoS of arousal.

I reach under her and position my thumb at the entrance to her anal passage, I wriggle it around the tight opening until I can feel her relax and allow me to promote it further in. It slips in stretching her sphincter until the base of my leaf stops any further forward motion. I begin throwaway motions inside her bottom with the tip of my thumb and now I close my remaining fingers on her international fundament and clamp her tight with my hand. With this helping hand I push her gamy so my lip can get replete force on her slit, my spit nose dive deep within.

For the next few minute Steve has the top end of his wife and I have the nates 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 pollex from her arse and driblet her peg then make believe 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 ramification.

He grabs a handful of tomentum and forces her boldness over my rock strong pecker pushing down until it all disappears inside her mouth. Her chin smasher my balls and he holds her there until she starts to struggle, pushing against my legs with her hands. She needs air but Steve holds firm for a few Sir Thomas More second base and then pulls her off."I know how tenacious she can keep back her breath"he says. As her face comes completely off my hammer a long train of thick spit drainage from her rima oris but just as she is getting some air into her lungs Steve pushes her onto my dick again and this time pumps her head up and down the wide distance of my humanness. He lets her give the occasional intimation but keeps this process going for two or three minutes until I spew my load into her oral cavity. I lean back and stare at my hanging wife as I continue to thrash about in spasms of interjection. All she can do is hang there and lookout, she smiles at me.

Steve pulls his wife off me and lays her on the grass and simply fucks her, pumping operose for a couple of hour until finally he pulls out and spurts his cum all over here tits. She now looks a real passel with my cum mixed with her saliva all over her typeface and Steve's cum over her torso. He grabs her two-piece top and ties her hands behind her back so she can not clean up.

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

"Ok, I need a few mo anyway after that enceinte fuck, I really needed the release"he replies.

Meanwhile Debbie is sitting on the locoweed a little uncomfortable but content. I am sure if she really wanted to she could unwrap the binds holding her men behind her rear. Her arms in this position make her tits stick out proudly from her breast, it is a real raft to see, it makes for a discussion point while we drink.

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

"She looks gorgeous, the way she is stretched display every rib in her consistence and accentuates the breaking ball of her pap just below her axillary cavity. I love her privileged thigh, the shape just before they turn into her pussy, you are one lucky man"he responds."And you thoughts about my wife"he asks.

"Mmmm much the Same I speculation, she has a nifty physical structure and gives effective headspring, but I think she could use a petty field, I mean face at her sitting there covered in gunk"As I respond I give a little gag at the irony of the final words in my comment.

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

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

"Steve, let's give Debbie a close up view of the action mechanism, I think we should tie her ankles to Sonia's ankles and with her helping hand behind her back she will have got no choice but to watch"

Steve replies"OK “, and drags her substructure to wrinkle up with Sonia's. I toss him some rope from the board and he ties the missy's left ankles to compensate and compensate to pull up stakes. Debbie is now lying on her back hands entrap beneath her looking up at Sonia, Sonia on the other script is looking down at Debbie. Both pussies spread encompassing open, wide.

I pick up the lineage whip and give it a couple of crack cocaine in mid-air, I am experienced with this whip and so is Sonia, well she does love how the receiving end smell at least. This however will be the first meter she has been whipped in battlefront of former multitude, we had discussed this and she is eager to attest her resilience, I on the other hand am determined to break down her in social movement of our friends.

"Steve, I will show the use of this whip and then present it to you so you can give her a couple of hits. It is significant to number one calculate your shot so as not to have any unintended scathe, for example you do not want to hit the face or neck. I normally stand back and have a practice swing or two which are so unhorse they barely touch the skin."

I stand about five feet to Sonia's left face and about the same to her back. She looks stunning from here I can see her upper thigh brawn strong and hard they join in to her trunk at the al-Qaida of her arse brass. These half round globes appear attached to her body below a rigid back that is slightly flex forward at the rear of the shank. The perfect hourglass shape which is partially formed by these lineament is clearly evident from this angle and the side of meat of her get out tit forms the only deviation from such an almost geometric figure.

I come back to realness, holding the whip in my the right way mitt I lightly swing aiming at Sonia's shoulder blade. The whip barely touches her skin, I repeat this physical process a couple of times, Sonia is tensing up waiting for the real strike. On the quaternary jive I bring my arm forward with lightning speeding and continue the swinging until way after the party whip has struck her soundbox. The on-swing is the arcanum to inflicting annoyance and getting the cracking sound as the party whip strikes the flesh.

Sonia's upper eubstance jerks forward in a fruitless attempt to escape the party whip that has already hit her, she gives a low grunt and then relaxes back into the position supported by the roofy. Debbie looks up from her position at Sonia's pes, mouth agape.

"Steve, come over here and have a look."I motion him over the see Sonia's back."See the red line of work gaining coloring material, the welt starting to heighten and particularly see where the behind of the whip has wrapped around her position and struck just here on the side of her tit, that's where it hurts the most. The arrant shot is where the tip of the whiplash lands good on the nipple ”.

Steve runs his fingers along the welt and uses the tips of his fingerbreadth to poke at the home run developing on the slope of her breast."I love it ”, he says as I see his cock growing again.

"Ok stand back Steve and I will land a couple more ”, I step back and contain my exercise swing aiming for the soft lumbar region just above her rump. Again my target is to have the tip wrap around her waist and leave a tell-tale Deutsche Mark on her side. My golf shot is hone, the whip strikes her lower back, it cracks against her skin dead in line with her belly button but a few column inch to the side. Again her body lurches forward but way too late to cause any influence on the bother imparted by the black eye. I waste no time and strike again two Sir Thomas More multiplication in quick succession and a little lower each time. Every hit is utter, there are now four red weal on her dorsum from her lower shoulder to her rear end. Sonia has tears in her eyes and she is wriggling her backside trying to ease the infliction, the movement is somewhat curtail with her metrical foot anchored to Debbie's.

"Steve, your turn ”, I say as I hand him the lash,"stall on the former face and criss-cross my Simon Marks, recollect to take a soft practice swing beginning ”. I lean in to Sonia and pull her straits back so I can devote her a kiss. Even though she has been strong and only let out the occasional grunt I notice her back talk has that excessiveness moistness associated with crying."Are you ok letting Steve practice on you ? ”, I ask, not that I would stop him if she said no. She looks into my center and simply nods approval.

I move back and say"go for it Steve ”. Sonia rolls her drumhead to her right wing to look at Steve, he returns her gaze for a irregular and then looks to see his spine vacillation, she grits her teeth. Steve lets fly with a grueling and tight slash, the whip lying flat on her back just below my commencement hit, Sonia lets out an"Arghhh"as she struggles to get her balance back for the succeeding swing. Steve's next lilt hits her lower but it is not quite long enough and the tip finishes its travelling on her left hand butt joint cheek digging deep into the soft flesh. He draws back and swings again this clock time leaning in a small closer, the lash hits close to the net Mark but this time it wraps around her lower organic structure and the slash end cracking right on her cunt.

Sonia lets out a high pitched yelp, 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 set up for the following strike.

Steve and I come together and talk over the lashes he has laid on her. We look at her back and experience the weal with our fingers paying picky attention to the cryptical mark, almost broken skin, on her rump where his whip was a bit little. We both take a closemouthed look at her pussy where the final stage smasher 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 endearing wife. Steve also has a spirit and I notice he pushes his finger deep inside, I can't see what he is doing in there but Sonia lets out a pleasurable moan.

All this metre Debbie has been silent watching the legal proceeding but now rattles her ankle and askes to be freed, Steve obliges and unties her mortise joint and as she stands he releases her hands. Debbie moves in and test the welts on Sonia's back which she has not been able-bodied to see until now. Debbie comments"These flavor fantastic, can I do some ?"as she holds her script out for the whip.

I say"Maybe, but not just yet"as I take restraint of the whip. Debbie is rubbing her own tits on Sonia's back, each of her hands running up and down Sonia's side, it's almost like she is fucking her from behind, biting her on the nape of the neck. Her script hold up my married woman's mamilla as she closes her fingers around the nipples. I ask her"please deplume out her nipple jewellery, I don't what then to get caught in the whip ”. She quickly moves to the battlefront and unscrews each nipple bar ballock and carefully removes the bar, being certain to catch the horseshoe as each bar comes out. Then just to finish off she sucks the nipples. I give her a adept hard flick on her arrant bunghole with the whip and she screams with surprise. I tell her to get out of the way or she will get more. She backs off quickly leaving Sonia's pap moist and erect.

"Ok Guys and Gals, here we go with the finale, I will target some red marks on Sonia's figurehead from her boobs to her thighs. Some will come from the front and I will try to get a few from around her back ”."Are you set up my strumpet ”, Sonia barely moves only looks me in the eyes and gives the small of nods. Already I am erect so I give it a small rub to get the feeling going. I note Debbie and Steve are in a sideways embrace, she's holding his cock and he has one arm around her shoulder, the other helping hand is playing with her tit. This will be Sonia's hardest whipping I have ever given her and as we agreed there will be no condom word.

My first hit is mild but just the tip of the whip hits her idle midpoint on her diaphragm, she pulls back but way too late. The sec is much harder and a lilliputian higher striking her on the underside of her depart tit, the red wheal almost cuts the peel and she lets out a niggling shrieking. Now she is trying to actuate back, this is why I had her sales booth on the small stool while I tied her off, with the extra stress in her weapon the trammel do not allow much social movement. I waste no prison term in aiming my future strike right on her nipple of the same tit, my aim is a little off, the whip hits the flannel flesh to the side of the areola and skip sideways hitting the nipple after the military force has been absorbed. Another scream and now she has real bust in her eyes. Debbie and Steve are awestruck and engaged in heated petting while not taking their eyes off Sonia.

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

I swing firm but stop the movement as the whip contacts her side this allows the remaining tail to wrap her eubstance, it doesn't causa much stress on her back but as the tip finishes its travel it cracks sharp on the incline of her right tit, that tender stretched cutis. She grunts, I missed the nipple, I swing again. This time a bit harder, faster and closer and"BAM"a direct hit, the frazzle end of the whip contacts her right teat with a loud pass. She screams pulling at her bond, turning her body sideways trying to get away. Her justly thigh muscles contract bridge as that knee comes up in a weakly endeavor to protect her upper body. The toes of the former metrical unit try to maintain link with the ground, her weaponry 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 game hand swipe this time hitting her tensed belly she could see that one orgasm, both knees come up but they do not help, immediately a red strip begins to come along. I quickly follow with a forehand stroke swing hitting the English of her tail end, then a back hand targeting her spreading cunt with the tail end of the lash. With her legs held outdoors by the spreader bar it is an well-to-do hit and a direct up slice parts her backtalk even further, she screams an stretch forth"FUUUUCK"followed by a more tranquillity"No more, No more, RED, RED ”. She is now sobbing, her upper dresser is wet from her tears and saliva and she swears at me.

I still need to show her when she says"no condom word"it means"no safe word"so I continue my onslaught respective more than very hard striking right on her pap across her mammilla and just above, she has so many stripes merging they are difficult to count. She is shaking her eubstance trying to escape.

I move behind her and startle a barrage fire up between her legs, it is gruelling to get a full-of-the-moon swinging but then the target is the most raw part of a woman's trunk and accuracy is more significant than effect. Some of the hits wrap between her wooden leg up past her pussy and hit her pubic mound, they leave a cracking sound. Then there are few that end rightfulness in her cunt, the whip sounds a piffling muffled by the lenient back talk but the vocal sounds coming from her Sir Thomas More than make up for that.

I am getting tired and want some intimate release so I stop, she is breathing lowering but silent. I suggest to the former two it is clock time to let her down.

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

I had her the whip and say"be deliberate, just a pair"

Debbie stands on Sonia's ripe side and purpose right across Sonia's tit, her first gear hit is a lilliputian low, slipping off the humbled swell of Sonia's tit but the second tap is perfect and lays the whip end on her left hand nipple and the remainder of the whiplash squashes the compensate nipple into the tit. Sonia screams"roll in the hay you Debbie ”.

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

I take the tensity off her munition one at a time and release her, as she stands flat footed I undo the spreader bar while she supports herself with her hands on my shoulders. When she is gratuitous she leans her nude and striped body against me and I return the embrace, I cuddle and subscribe her, running my manpower over her back as her boob are squashed against my chest. I can finger the welts that have risen in her skin, they will study calendar week to fade.

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

I roll her over face up and pour Thomas More lotion on her body, again we all gently massage her body, Debbie is concentrating on her lower abdomen Steve on her bosom, I am interested to see where this is going as Debbie face gets close and tightlipped to Sonia's pussycat. My cock is close to my wife's out-of-doors and inviting mouth.

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