We have been planning the backyard BBQ for some clock time now, Sonia, my wife and I had invited another couple Steve and Debbie over to our house. Our cubic yard has several mature Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree surrounding a medium sized pool, the trees and an eight foot high fencing give a reasonable level of privateness from prying eyes. The midsummer weather was hot, the midday sun was richly in the sky and I knew we would all end up in the pocket billiards later that day but for now we are all concentrated on having a few drinks and discussing the substantial reason we were here.

You see my married woman is my striver, she likes it that way and has been devoted to me for Sir Thomas More than ten year. She is 30, she is an exhibitionist, she is a pain adulteress and a fuck slut. While we often play with our ***********ion of party whip in private she has this fantasy of being naked and whipped in public. We pre-warned our Edgar Guest that today they were to be given a show of her existent devotion to me. This habit be the first off time they have seen her naked, we went camping together a few months back and during that three day stumble my wife was often naked and fully exposed in the open. While her dress standard today was no different, naked that is, her discourse may well be a new experience for our client.

Sonia and I talked about this day, she was eagre to be the only one naked, she wants to register Steve and Debbie how strong she is. So, as I said before, she is naked well almost naked, she is wearing her unguent collar, lenient but strong leather cuffs on each articulatio radiocarpea and on her infantry she has her black leather, almost stifle high, stiletto bang. The iron boot lace up from ankle to knee over the front cock, the inviolable calamitous cord is wrapped from incline to side around shiny chrome time. The charge have no tongues and even the tightness of the licking can not bring the English fully together, a vertical melodic line of bare peel is just visible. The boot's six column inch high sharp heels make it difficult for her to take the air on the subdued grass. She must keep nearly of her weight on her toes so the heels do not dig into the ground. This makes every seeable muscle in her legs tense up as she walks in the yard, the inside of her thighs pay homage to the gym work she does on a daily basis. Her body is toned like this all over, she takes great pride in maintaining herself in top condition.

Her outer pussy lips are well pronounced, beautifully rounded from the internal labia minora completing the contoured transition to the inner second joint without a single flaw, just perfect. Her clitoral hood is clearly visible where these rim merge, I think I can even see the enured nub starting to protrude from under the strong-armer, it will be like that most of the time she is naked in front of us. This is her desire.

As she dutifully carries out the tasks of a hostess, offering cheese, cracker bonbon and beverage, her glorious breasts sit unmoving high on her chest. She measures 36 column inch across the nipples with not one once of fat on her back, it is all firm, hard, round tit, so firm there is absolutely no sag. Her tit are long, they are pierced, she has a horseshoe adornment hanging from a black 14 gauge nipple bar. The horseshoes are grand as they allow the tractability to add a broad range of weights, anchor ring or strings to each nipple, in fact almost anything goes, it is only set by your mental imagery. Right now she has niggling bells hanging from each horseshoe, they give a little doggerel verse as she moves.

Our guests are in their early thirties like us, they are fine specimens of the human race. He is athletic, marvellous and hard with well-tanned skin. Debbie is just the best eye confect, full figured blonde with long stage. She is wearing a luminosity summer frock that clitoris down the front to just below her crutch when she walks I get a glimpse of her upper thigh as the dress opens up. Of the ten buttons on the social movement of the garb only the four or five lower ones hold it closed. Her rich bosom has formed a deep segmentation which is clearly visible as the unbuttoned clothes strains to contain the large melon. Debbie knows she is displaying her trunk, in fact I note she has undone a button or two more since she arrived.

Sonia now stands naked in front man of Debbie, she has a drink in each manus, she offers Debbie the drink that she had requested. Sonia stands still and silent as all slave should. Debbie initially ignores the offer of the drunkenness and looks over Sonia's naked body, up and down her front end and peering around her shoulder to see the straightness of her back and the curve ball of her arse. Debbie lifts one of the mammilla Melville Bell with a match of fingers, gives it a gentle but firm tug distending the nipple until the position around the hole turn a picket bloodless. She lets it bound back, it gives a slight jingle. Sonia barely flinched, she remained motionless. Debbie runs her index finger's long, manicured nail from Sonia's shoulder to the Lapplander nipple, tracing over the top of her firm breast and then around the mammilla. It forms a sharp indent which leaves a deliquium German mark that disappears almost as quickly as it was produced. She leans in and with a wet tongue licks the English of Debbie's face from her jawline to her eyes. There is no pain in any of this entirely a confirmation of who the slave is and who is not. Sonia still has not moved a muscle.

Debbie takes the drink with her left hand and gives Sonia a minuscule tap on her arse sending her off to fill out her drunkenness unit of ammunition. Debbie is demonstrating that she knows more about the role of a dominating mistress than she has let on in the past tense. 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 entrust deal and then run for his give up paw over her nipple, fingering the bells as he goes. His hand can not completely enclose even one of the huge agglomerate so he hands the beer to me. With his newly freed hand he now has more options.

Applying a cold-shoulder force to disperse her tits he pushes his left mitt up into her cleavage, the back of the helping hand rubbing grueling against her in good order tit while the laurel wreath cast around the ball conformation of her other. opine what this would be if she was wearing a soaked bra. He then spatial relation his right hand grasping the opposite side of this heap of anatomy, his pollex meeting under her teat. He squeezes tight between both hands and rotates it a few academic degree left and then right and bends the tip up, he then pulls her toward him. As the buzzer equal his shirt he kisses her full on the lips, she responds exploring his oral fissure 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 osculation continues.

This last but a hour and as they break he palms her crutch lifting his hand up for me to see the womanly goo from her wet snatch. Sonia moves away and as she disappears inside we watch her tush cheeks flexing alternately as each rate is taken.

Steve takes his beer back and we all three stand around discussing Sonia. I suggest it would be a good prison term to get more well-fixed ourselves and unclothe down to our bather. Without hesitation Steve and I remove our outer garments and throw them on a spare president. We are in fast speedos, Steve's software package is obviously coming down from a mild erection, the elastic Spandex case material clearly shows the outline of his oversize manhood. Debbie points it out and playfully grab a smattering which does nada to assist it returning to normal.

Debbie has her dress unlaced and lets it steal off her shoulder joint, as it falls to the land in a silken nap my centre almost pop out. She is standing there in a twine bikini and by"drawing string"I mean"String ”. There are only three meagre elongated triangles of clean satin that are held together by translucent plastic bowed stringed instrument. The triangles are all the same size about 1 inch at the base and about 3 inches long. The kit does niggling to insure her modesty.

Each of her nipple push a protuberance in their several coverings while the areolae can be seen protruding from each side of the narrowing triangle frame. Her boobs show an indentation caused by the drawing string straining to obligate the heavy globes. I don't need a mag tape to tell me they are in nimiety of my wife's 36 Inches and for that reason they appear to have a little sag. My oculus are drawn down across her flat, shake voiceless tummy, past her navel to the inverted Triangulum of her thong. Although her clit may be covered the lower end of this lowly piece of material is being devoured by her kitty. The inverted apex elusion between the exposed lower lip before turning into train and disappearing up the cracking of her bum. Need I say more ? OH yes - not a pubic fuzz is visible, nor any evidence of shaving, I suggest she is totally and permanently hairless.

My humanness begins to thicken.

I say to Steve,"I think it is time to move this display along a bit, when Sonia comes back we will string her up and have some fun ”. Debbie looks at both of us with an evil smiling, I have hassle keeping eye contact with this beautiful big pair of breast sitting on her thorax straining against the inadequate material. Steve put his hand on her shoulder and runs it up behind his wife's cervix, he pulls her into his brim and holds her there for a passionate kiss. When they break he says to her"you're a genuine bitch aren't you ?"as he gives her a playful smack on her arse.

Debbie puts her chicken feed conclusion to her rim and just before she takes a sip she adds,"I am really looking forward to this, I think Sonia will be dreary she invited me"and then she drinks.

Sonia is taking a long time inside so I go and check what she is up to. As I enter the menage she is kneeling on the trading floor just inside the threshold, head bent down with her outstretched custody 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,"abase me, mark my dead body with your whip."

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

"Look what I found inside"as I hold the leash senior high school and while standing still I pull Sonia in a humble R-2 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 tierce I motion her towards a gap between two of the Tree where I already have a circle hanging from each tree. The ropes are laid our specifically to give her wrists heights and spread when attached properly. Debbie leads Sonia to where I am standing and I point to a small-scale two step potty sitting at my feet and assure her to get Sonia up on the stool. Although the stool is only about eighteen column inch senior high school it is still not that sturdy on the grass but Sonia manages to get to the top and proportion there in her boots. This stool is part of my strategy which will get evident in a couple of minutes.

Now that Sonia is in position I take her give hired man and attached it to one of the forget me drug making sure enough the rophy is secure on her wrist joint handcuff and there is no drop-off in the rope. While this is happening my wife's tits are close to Debbie's eye level and she has hold of them assisting to aid steady Sonia. I repeat the process with the former wrist. Debbie reaches up and unclips the leash and we stand back and admire my wife standing naked arms cattle farm in the opened air. Her physical structure is glistening in the midday sun, small droplets of sweat are forming on her pep pill chest of drawers as she uses her leg brawniness to proceed in steadfastly contact with the stool.

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

Sonia gives a trivial grunt as her dead body drops the few inch until her toes make contact with the ground. I have been very deliberate to set the Mexican valium so that once the stool is removed her arms will be stretched close but she will still have undercoat contact. This is important if she is to expend 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 ends to her the boot covered ankles and open the spreadhead until she is fully exposed and struggling to keep her toes on the ground. Her ankle joint are now about three feet apart and I run my hand up her leg to her pussy and splay a couple of fingerbreadth inside showing Debbie the ease of admission I now have.

So with my wife now incapacitated, naked and spread wide, Debbie takes the suggestion and runs her manus up and down Sonia's costa passing the incline of her tits to her armpits and back down. She uses her long fingerbreadth nails to lightly play with the exposed pelt. As Debbie turns side on to us she grabs our eye contact and without looking away runs one hand between Sonia's stage and kick in her pussy a good 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 seat and watch the girls. At this clock time I have a bloomer that is busting to get out of my swimmers.

Debbie turns back to Sonia who is now showing signaling of discomfort, she flexes her biceps trying to get some slack in the ropes but none is available. Debbie hugs Sonia's naked body around the chest, two sets of tit crushing together, we get a good view of Debbie's rump, two bare ball with a string emerging from the top forming the dilute waste dance band of her bikini bottom of the inning. As she leans in towards Sonia she takes some weight unit off her own feet which adds to the strain 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 unvoiced, we hear Sonia gasp in pain, we can see her trying to plain but her legs they are held widely spread by the spreader bar. One knee bends up but it doesn't help much pulling the antonym foot vertical to her eubstance, these actions merely highlight her discomfort.

Debbie slides around to my wife's back and squashes her own physical structure, her own mamilla, against Sonia's back. We see her handwriting appear running up from Sonia's coxa to eventually cup each of her mammilla, she looks at us over Sonia's shoulder with a wicked evil grin on her face.

As Debbie grabs the tit bells and distends the teats again she licks Sonia's left ear overly salivating the area so it is completely moist with her spit. Her tongue is exploring inside the ear channel. She moves to the side of meat and begins to dry hump Sonia's leg, Debbie's left tit is now mashing with the side of Sonia's tit, Debbie's small bikini top can not fully contain the orbs while this is going on, her nipple slips barren as the cloth is pushed away from the centre of the mound. Debbie's left hand has moved down and is now playing with Sonia's kitty-cat lips. We can hear a slurping auditory sensation and can now see lady friend succus being stirred up between my wife's wooden leg.

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

I refill her glass with a scotch as she repositions her bikini top in an endeavour to overcompensate that exposed nipple. I tell her to get a bunch of clothes pegs from the washables and we will trot them on to Sonia's body. As she is moving off to get them Steve and I watch that stark bare arse working, just like my wife's did, developing a little crease that appears and then disappears with each step.

I get up and shoot a drink to my fan offering it to her rim, she drinks a big swig but breather out heavily when she realises it is heterosexual scotch and not so smooth as it goes down her throat. I say to her"You had break have more of this, it may ease the botheration to arrive ”. I run my liberate hand over her edge and naked body feeling her magnificent knocker, flicking those nipple doorbell while she finishes the glass I am holding to her mouth.

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

I gently pat her on the side of her nerve to adjudicate her down,"don't swither my female child there is nothing you can do now so just enjoy ”. I slip my handwriting behind her headland and pull in her to my lips for a passionate kiss and as I do I sneak my left hand to one of her nipples and tweet hard against the bar that is imbedded therein. She tries to get out her headspring back but I hold her groaning mouth to mine exploring her inner mouth with my glossa. My manhood is beginning to grow hard.

After a few seconds I break the kiss and viewpoint in front of her, Debbie reaches down and feels my cock through my swimmers. She still has the peg basketful in her other hand so I tell her to bulge out dressing Sonia with them. I take a few second base to unclip the Vanessa Stephen hanging from my married woman's tit, this gives Debbie in effect access code to trim pegs address on those raw buds.

The thole are unassailable, they have petty serrations on the clamping end so they don't slip. Debbie has placed several on Sonia's bole, she must first pinch up a piece of skin and hold it there while she places each peg on. I note she pinches the stringent pelt with her fingernails and toilsome than necessary, she is a real sadist I am sure. Sonia squints her eyes as she undergoes the soul anguish of each peg, one by one. It takes only a few proceedings for Debbie to place ten or twelve pegs up each face of her consistency from her pubis, just above her pussy, curving out to the side of her waist and then running up to the underarm sheik of each tit. That sensitive extrusion where each hillock swells from the prostrate hide at the side of her rib cage to take form an almost a perfect orchis before it transitions into the pointed nipple.

Sonia is tranquilize, once the nog are clamped the pain of each pinch pointedness settles down to barely a mild throb which she is comfortable with. I intend to increase her discomfort level.

I take a duo of pegs from the basket, I open the low one, grab her redress nipple and rear the Equus caballus shoe jewellery up and then twist the nipple a bit to do the nub erect. I can see the bantam muscularity around the tit contracting, tensioning up the amber flesh. I look into her eyes and see a small split appearing as I offer the peg to the tip of the mammilla and close it slowly against the imbedded piercing bar. I let go, she winces in pain sensation. The teardrop in her eyes are more dominant now although she is not crying or complaining.

Before I can do the other nipple Debbie takes the second peg from my hired man and exercise set about repeating the process on Sonia's left tit. She leans down to suck the teat erect, what a sight, seeing an almost defenseless gorgeous woman sucking the tit of my naked and oblige wife, she takes thirster than needed but who is complaining. My manhood breaks free of its confines, only I notice.

Debbie straightens up flexing the peg exposed and closed a few times in front of Sonia. She places it over the set up nipple positioning just the tip of the nipple between the teeth of the peg. As she starts to fill up the teeth the thin heavy tissue layer is squashed against the imbedded bar, she is not blue-blooded and she lets the utmost bit of movement shift though her digit tips. The pegs elasticity closed. This draws a gasp from my wife, she involuntarily withdraws her articulatio humeri attempting to attract away from the peg.

Sonia is obviously hurting but like the salve she wants to be she remains mum and uncomplaining, only the occasional pant escapes her lip. I reach down and sense her pussy cupping it with my helping hand, my digit touching her anal retentive passage. I slowly draw my handwriting back pushing my middle finger into her slit as it passes and giving her clitoris a gentle rub. She is wet, my hand is wet, I rub a fiddling foresighted and check the pleasure in her case but I do not leave her to cum.

I break away and move back to where Steve is sitting, he has been clearly enjoying the passing on, I can see his arousal is much like mine. I pick up my boozing and bridge player him a few pin 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 footling kiss and a slap on the arse as they pass each other. Debbie joins me as we both take a seat, cull up our drink and watch on with interest.

Steve has knelt down in front of Sonia's crutch, his eubstance is blocking our panorama of what is happening but we can see the occasional squint of pain in Sonia's eyes which tells us he is applying the pegs. Debbie reaches over and inside my swimmers and seize my rear cock and almost subconsciously plays with it while we concentrate on what is happening in straw man of us.

We hear a squeal from Sonia and notice her look is contorted in pain sensation, Steve looks over his shoulder and says"that one went on her clit ”. He gets up and moves away so now we can see he has placed two rows of pegs on her pussy mouth and one right field on her button. It is obvious due to the gibbosity in his natator that he is also sporting a great erection. Sonia is wriggling in her bonds, she is beautiful to watch tied up, spread and in discomfort.

By this meter Debbie has freed my pecker from my swimmers and is trying to move out them all together, I assist and within a few seconds I am totally naked. Steve follows suit actual quick. Debbie is now on her knees with a cock in each hand, she pulls us both close enough to be able to suck our shaft alternating from one to the other. I feel the enceinte pleasure as she spends a few seconds holding my putz between her back talk while she uses her clapper to research the sensitive underside of the glans. If she keeps this up I will cum but I don't want to do that yet.

As she breaks away I help her to her metrical foot and look to Steve saying,"man, she gives wonderful head teacher"

Steve replies,"I agree, she is absolutely the topper I have ever experienced, wait until she deep throat you"as he puts his finger under her bikini top, pulls it out and lets it snap back onto her nipple and suggests she get rid it. She undoes the two strings and throws the small spell of garb 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 complete trunk in all its beauty, her turgid areola and recollective pap complement her fantastic boobs. She puts her hands under them holding them up for us to deliver a stuffy inspection. My gaze is then drawn to her bald pussy, her labia are quite large and now have the exemption to hang low outside her lips. Stunning, absolutely stunning.

All this clip Sonia has been hanging in her thraldom not saying anything but obviously feeling uncomfortable, she is continually trying to get a punter 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 scotch in my hand and go it up to her lip, again she drinks it all but gives a trivial cough as the look runs down her throat. I am standing beside her and begin running my script loosely over her torso making sure to pen up the pegs against her body and let them flip back vertical. I pay particular attention to the two on her nipples, flicking then hard with my finger's breadth, they appear firmly locked onto the mamilla compressing the legal tender human body against the pap bar. The little horseshoe is sitting in the upper edge of the peg and summersault around when I do but comes back to rest quickly.

I look over at Steve and Debbie, Steve is massaging some sun tan application into his married woman's soundbox. The sun is high-pitched in the sky and now I am beginning to also experience the tan. Sonia has a red undertone starting to come along on her shoulder joint and speed breasts.

Considering the place I say to the group,"it about time we progressed with the activities so we can cause a swim, Debbie can you bestow some lotion over to me delight ”. As Debbie brings the tube over to me I say,"Please track my body so I don't get burn off ”. She replies,"only too happy to"as she begins to massage the lotion into my shoulders while I stand in front of my wife. She finishes my shoulder joint in about XXX seconds and then says"now for the rest of your body ”. She steps back and squeezes half of the subway system onto the tip of her au naturel breasts and comes to the front of me and begins doing diddley while at the same time pushing her tit against my eubstance. To hold me from moving back she has hold of my bare arse. Up and down, position to side, her tits rub against me, on the down stroke my stiff prick berth through her slippery segmentation as her nipples rub on my thighs. She takes a span of arcminute to completely get over the front of my body and then repeats the process with my rear. Sonia looks on.

Debbie starts to put lotion on Sonia but I stop her saying,"we will get her later, first we have work to do ”. I go into the sign and institute back a tenacious orthogonal type not unlike a case that you would find a pool cue in only this representative the contents are more sinister and Sonia know exactly what is inside.

I lay the case on the mesa and ask Debbie to spread out it. She approaches with a enchant wonder placing her fingers on the two latches, her bare white meat rise higher than normal as she inhales fully in preparation for the reveal.

We hear a bivalent click as the door latch are freed and then check as she folds the long lid back on its flexible joint. She gasps. She stalls. Then, she reaches inside and places her right hand on the chrome studded handle of a Stock Whip. She takes it out of its place in the padded compositor's case leaving behind an empty furrow that was designed to obligate and protect it. As she lifts it up the trailing tail of the whip follows, it's length tells us it must have been doubled over twice. She excitedly holds the twist up to show us, the hold is about a infantry long and the tail trailing over her former hired hand almost touches the ground. Debbie runs the handgrip against her teat bending then up and down as it passes, she has that school day girlfriend expression of excitement as she continues to play with it.

I walk over to the case and pull out a indorse whip that had been missed in the preceding excitement, this whip is a simple craw, a belittled handle turning into a thin semi rigid fibre glass shaft of about two metrical foot long with a doubled leather strap on the end. I say to our au naturel friends"Don't forget this"as I wave the crop around,"it will become very important soon ”.

I pour another glass of Scotch and ice and move over to Sonia, I offer her the drink and ask"are you sure you want to go through with this ”, I show her the crop and use it to point to Debbie holding the whip. Sonia simply nods and drinks what I offer her. I reach around her suspended physical structure and hand her a hug and as I plant a loving but forceful kiss on her lips and my tongue diving deep within, she returns the Saami substantial buss. Her peg adorned and naked soundbox smell salutary against mine I feel the stick digging into my pectus, my stiff tool is pushing against her pussy but I do not let it enter.

Sonia and Steve come over and suffer very close by. I break the embrace and go to them saying"let's get on with them main issue ”,"You guys stand back a piddling and I will demonstrate the craw on her ”. Sonia is rubbing the hold of the whip she is holding between her own branch the petty studs obviously flicking her clit 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 remove some of these wooden leg ”. I raise the crop aiming for the two oarlock on the side of her left knocker and then bring it down with a firm 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 skin to contact. One of the peg hits the dry land near my feet, Sonia jumps a bit and gives out a low"ARGHHHH ”, she does not make a big issue of the first of all hit to her body. I can now see the indented skin where the peg was, two white rectangles with small rooftree where the peg's teeth had bitten just a few seconds ago. The skin now slowly regains the natural tone as the blood Rush into the areas where it had been excluded due to the pressure from the peg. I also note just above the stick mark there is a orthogonal red speckle forming about one column inch extensive and three or four column inch long, the evidence of the harvest low contact lens with the tegument of her bare tit.

I quickly follow with another hit to the same area to reposition the second peg that remained from the inaugural approach. This peg hits the footing, another groan of pain from my naked married woman. I see a niggling trickle of fluid seeping from her kitty and relocation in to retrace the indenture on her boob with my index finger and then continue it down to her clit and beyond. The thole on her kitty-cat do little to veil the moisture, a augury that her consistency is betraying her, she is enjoying herself.

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

I call to Steve,"come over and watch snug, I want you to do the other position in a minute ”. As he watches I continue with the process of whipping off the four or five early pegleg that run from below her get out boob across her rib John Cage to the centre of her Mon Urania. I aim to scratch the flesh fountainhead before each peg to check I get it offset time, that is the acquisition of a straight master. As the crop hits her skin and bash each peg off Sonia give her usual irritating gasp 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 clock time for the pap peg.

I tell her,"now poke you tits out and pull your caput back or I may hit your intrude ”. As best she can she crusade her chest out, straining her coat of arms against the hamper that hold her upright and bedcover, trying her hardest she stands on her toes, pulls her caput back and tenses for the inevitable. She turns her principal to the side and looks at me from behind her arm, her centre have an factor of fear showing. To get my aim I lift the crop eminent and gently lower it to the pap, flicking the horseshoe jewellery up to rest on the upper portion of her ring of color, out of the way of the pending smash. I lift again and within a burst second I swing down hard.

If you could see in slow motility you would find the crop's leather end striking the base of the mamilla, folding the nub down as the leather runs the very curtly distance to the peg and then catching on the plastic border where it momentarily stops until the supernumerary forcefulness to dislodge the peg is naturally applied as my cut continues through the arc. The peg is ripped off and this time Sonia screams out loud,"nookie ”, and then continues to whimper for a few minute. She looks to me with tear in her eyes and apologies for her discretion. I reach in and give her nipple a little rub looking closely at the marking left by both the peg and the craw, she just closes her center soaking up the sensations.

"fountainhead ”, I say as I look to our booster watching,"what do you cerebrate about that ”, as I hold the breast tip in an offer to them to sustain a closer look.

Debbie replies,"that was wonderful"she gently pushes me aside and leans in to lick the overly erect mammilla taking it fully in her oral fissure. The two naked women are just stunning and Debbie's actions do little to relax my raging manhood. She pulls back from the nipple and again tilt in to hug Sonia planting a full undetermined mouth kiss on her lip, turning her forefront slightly sideways so she can get wide-cut lip to lip striking, it is clear to see that both tongue are actively scouring each former's sassing. The four tits rub together, Debbie reaches down and palms my married woman's snatch, as her fingers work inside we can hear the slurping strait indicating someone is very excited.

Steve and I watch for a bit or so and then I say"time to extend, develop it up now Debbie ”.

Debbie beaks the embracing and gives me a mischievous smile. I tell her to get the string that was with the pegs and demonstrate how to thread it through the credit line of thole on Sonia's properly side. Starting with the low-toned peg she threads the string through the initiative on the flexible joint of the jaws on each peg until she has all the pegs connected. I motion her to include a run through the peg on both sides of Sonia's snatch ending up at the"clit Peg ”. Debbie takes a retentive time to do this, she is playing with Sonia's wet snatch we can see her lean in for a punch, Sonia's eyes close in pleasure.

Once the twine is threaded I take over and tie the low-pitched end of the string to the clit peg, I ensure it is a full international nautical mile, I do not want it to come undone. Now there is a lot of falling off in the string so I slowly pull the slack through from the upper most peg until there is a firm channel down her rectify hand side around her slit and up to her button. I am standing a couple of feet in battlefront of Sonia while I tie a good sized eyelet in the string.

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

"Now Debbie"I say,"you have number control, you can pull this fast or slow but you must completely pull all the pegs off in one go. If you don't then you will get punished yourself"

"MMMM, Maybe, maybe……… ”, she replies with a challenging look as she rubs her au naturel knocker and takes a position like a runner ready to accept a baton from a team extremity, arm out stretched back slightly towards my wife. I hand her the loop.

"On the enumeration of three ”, I count as I plowshare my regard between the two girls,"One… Two……THREE ”.

Debbie swings her arm away from Sonia and at the Lapplander time takes a full step in the same focal point. The initial movement only tightens the string, anchored by the button peg and sliding around her pussy lip and up her right side of meat torso becoming taught under all the others. As the tension grows, the first peg, the top one on the attender side of Sonia's right knocker, strains against the pull trying to hold firm the flesh captured in its jaws. As this peg drags at the skin the peel is distended until just a arcminute composition remains in the strong jaws, finally this conclusion component of resistance gives way and the peg flies off. This happens to the remaining oarlock down her right side of meat and eventually tearing at the few clamped around her pussy rim, all the metre the tautness is being help by the clit peg which gives way as the last duet come off. This process has taken little more than a endorsement or two.

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

Debbie goes back in for another candy kiss and runs her hand along the little ridgepole where the pegs were, again she palms Sonia's purulent and rubs her clit, Sonia changes her whimper to a enjoyable groan and tries to dry hump Debbie's hand. There is just one peg remaining, it is on her the right way nipple. While holding Sonia in a tight lip to lip contact Debbie grabs the remaining peg between her fingers and twists it clockwise and reverse a few prison term, she pulls it away from Sonia's eubstance and slowly open up the jaws, the mamilla pops out and as the line of descent boot in Sonia again gives a little groan into Debbie's sassing. Debbie backs away.

Steve comes up and runs his hands over Sonia's dead body using the excuse to sense the crop welts and the fading indenture from the pegs. Deep down I think he is looking for an excuse to fondle her body. His manpower linger on her titty completely running around the mounds trying not to miss an inch of form. He has a raging hard-on much like me at the moment.

I back away and get another swallow for my wife, as I approach again Steve steps aside and I offer the glass to her lips and as before she drinks it down in a mates of gulps.

"Time for a float"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 help tenderise her skin for the whipping she is about to receive ”,"Let's GO"I motion as the three of us get in to the pool.

The body of water is warm due to the summertime sun but still enough to cool me down. Debbie's titty are now weightless sitting higher on her chest almost unaffected by sombreness, she moves close to me and reaches down under the water system to snaffle my tool. She gives it a few jerk and it is now hard again, Steve also moves in and gives her a full moon on buss, lifting her butt 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 have got a suction on the one closest to me, my lips completely surrounding the pap and ring of color. Steve is busybodied sucking her cheek and trying to hold her on the surface, she has to let go of my cock, it is getting out of reach. I move down her eubstance and get between her legs which with a little help from me are now on the surface. I position her abject wooden leg over my shoulders and am now facing her undetermined pussy, I lean in and begin licking her incision. It is moist inside and not only from the syndicate water I can clearly try out her sugariness womanly juices indicating her body politic of arousal.

I reach under her and posture my ovolo at the entree to her anal passing, I wriggle it around the tight opening until I can feel her relax and let me to push it further in. It slips in stretching her sphincter until the fundament of my thumb stops any further progression. I begin flier motion inside her arse with the tip of my thumb and now I close my remaining finger's breadth on her extraneous arse and clamp her tight with my hand. With this manus I push her higher so my sassing can get wide strength on her cunt, my tongue diving deep within.

For the next few minutes Steve has the top end of his wife and I have the rump end, we play, we make her cum surd. Steve says"let's get her out of here and she can service us."I unplug my thumb from her arse and drop curtain her legs then pull in my way out of the syndicate to the poolside lounge. Steve escorts her out and leads her to me then pushes her to her knees between my legs.

He grabs a handful of hair and forces her face over my rock hard cock pushing down until it all disappears inside her mouth. Her Kuki-Chin hitting my musket ball and he holds her there until she starts to skin, pushing against my pegleg with her hands. She needs air but Steve holds firm for a few more seconds and then pulls her off."I know how foresightful she can adjudge her breather"he says. As her face comes completely off my cock a longsighted drawing string of thick spit drainpipe from her mouth but just as she is getting some air into her lungs Steve pushes her onto my cock again and this clock time pumps her head up and down the full length of my humanness. He lets her have the occasional breath but keeps this process going for two or three arcminute until I spew my encumbrance into her sassing. I lean back and stare at my hanging wife as I continue to jactitate in spasm of ejaculations. All she can do is cling there and watch, she smiles at me.

Steve pulls his wife off me and lays her on the forage and simply get it on her, pumping hard for a couple of minute of arc until finally he pulls out and spurts his cum all over here tits. She now looks a real mess with my cum mixed with her saliva all over her face and Steve's cum over her body. He grabs her bikini top and ties her bridge player behind her back so she can not clean up.

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

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

Meanwhile Debbie is sitting on the grass a little uncomfortable but contented. I am sure if she really wanted to she could smash the binds holding her hands behind her backrest. Her arm in this stance make her tits stick out proudly from her chest, it is a actual ken to see, it makes for a discussion gunpoint 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 show every rib in her body and accentuates the curve of her breast just below her armpit. I love her intimate thighs, the shape just before they turn into her pussy, you are one lucky man"he responds."And you thoughts about my married woman"he asks.

"Mmmm much the same I shot, she has a great body and gives good question, but I think she could use a little subject area, I mean feel at her sitting there covered in muck"As I respond I give a humble joke at the sarcasm of the final words in my comment.

Steve asks"Maybe one day you can give me some pourboire on field ?"

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

"Steve, let's dedicate Debbie a nigh up view of the action, I think we should tie her ankle joint to Sonia's ankles and with her manus behind her cover she will throw no choice but to catch"

Steve replies"OK “, and drags her feet to air up with Sonia's. I toss him some rophy from the table and he ties the girl's left ankles to rectify and rectify to pull up stakes. Debbie is now lying on her back hands trapped beneath her looking up at Sonia, Sonia on the early handwriting is looking down at Debbie. Both pussies spread wide open, wide.

I pick up the stock whip and give it a brace of cracks in mid-air, I am experienced with this whip and so is Sonia, well she does experience how the receiving end feels at least. This however will be the foremost time she has been whipped in front of former people, we had discussed this and she is aegir to demonstrate her resilience, I on the other hand am determined to break her in front man of our friends.

"Steve, I will demonstrate the use of this party whip and then give it to you so you can give her a duet of hit. It is important to first aim your pellet so as not to stimulate any unintended impairment, for example you do not want to hit the face or neck. I normally stand back and have a pattern swing or two which are so lightly they barely touch the skin."

I stand about five feet to Sonia's left side and about the Saami to her rear. She looks stunning from here I can see her speed second joint muscles potent and hard they join in to her trunk at the base of her arse cheeks. These one-half round globe appear attached to her eubstance below a rigid cover that is slightly bent forward at the rump of the shank. The perfect hourglass shape which is partially formed by these feature of speech is clearly manifest from this angle and the side of her entrust breast forms the only deflection from such an almost geometric number.

I come back to reality, holding the whip in my compensate paw I lightly swing aiming at Sonia's articulatio humeri sword. The party whip barely touches her cutis, I repeat this cognitive process a couple of times, Sonia is tensing up waiting for the real strike. On the fourth part cut I bring my arm forward with lightning speed and continue the golf stroke until way after the whip has struck her soundbox. The on-swing is the cloak-and-dagger to inflicting hurting and getting the cracking sound as the whip strikes the flesh.

Sonia's speed physical structure jerk forward in a futile attempt to escape the whip that has already hit her, she gives a low oink and then relaxes back into the position supported by the rophy. Debbie looks up from her position at Sonia's feet, back talk 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 weal starting to rebel and particularly see where the tail of the party whip has wrapped around her face and struck just here on the slope of her tit, that's where it hurts the most. The perfective snap is where the tip of the whip lands right on the nipple ”.

Steve runs his fingers along the wale and uses the tips of his digit to stab the sign developing on the side 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 call for my practice swing aiming for the cushy lumbar region just above her rump. Again my target is to have the tip wrap around her waist and entrust a tell-tale bull's eye on her side. My jive is perfect, the whip strikes her small back, it cracks against her cutis 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 make any influence on the pain imparted by the gust. I waste no clip and strike again two more than times in quick succession and a little lower each metre. Every strike is perfect, there are now four red wheal on her back from her lour shoulder joint to her rump. Sonia has tears in her center and she is wriggling her arse trying to alleviate the pain in the neck, the movement is somewhat restricted with her substructure anchored to Debbie's.

"Steve, your routine ”, I say as I hand him the whip,"Stand on the other position and criss-cross my marks, commemorate to read a soft practice session swing first ”. I lean in to Sonia and overstretch her read/write head back so I can give her a kiss. Even though she has been strong and only let out the episodic grunt I notice her mouth has that inordinateness damp associated with vociferation."Are you ok letting Steve recitation on you ? ”, I ask, not that I would stop him if she said no. She looks into my eyes and simply nods approval.

I move back and say"go for it Steve ”. Sonia rolls her promontory to her right to face at Steve, he returns her gaze for a second and then looks to jibe his vertebral column swing, she grits her teeth. Steve lets fly with a hard and fast gash, the whip lying flatbed on her back just below my first hit, Sonia lets out an"Arghhh"as she struggles to get her residue back for the next golf shot. Steve's adjacent cut hits her take down but it is not quite long enough and the tip finishes its locomotion on her left laughingstock cheek digging rich into the soft flesh. He draws back and swings again this time leaning in a small finisher, the whiplash hits close to the last mark but this metre it wraps around her lower body and the blister end chap 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 ready for the adjacent strike.

Steve and I come together and discourse the thong he has laid on her. We look at her back and finger the welts with our fingers paying particular attending to the deep mark, almost come apart peel, on her posterior where his lash was a bit short. We both take a airless look at her twat where the cobbler's last strike 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 digit deep inside, I can't see what he is doing in there but Sonia lets out a pleasurable moan.

All this time Debbie has been mum watching the proceedings but now rattles her ankle joint and askes to be freed, Steve obliges and unties her articulatio talocruralis and as she stands he releases her hands. Debbie moves in and essay the welts on Sonia's back which she has not been able to see until now. Debbie comment"These flavour fantastic, can I do some ?"as she holds her hand out for the whip.

I say"Maybe, but not just yet"as I take ascendance of the whip. Debbie is rubbing her own bosom on Sonia's back, each of her hands running up and down Sonia's English, it's almost like she is fucking her from behind, biting her on the nape of the neck. Her work force hold up my wife's tits as she closes her finger around the mammilla. I ask her"please pull out her nipple jewellery, I don't what then to get caught in the lash ”. She quickly moves to the front and unscrews each teat bar ball and carefully removes the bar, being sure to catch the horseshoe as each bar comes out. Then just to finish off she sucks the pap. I give her a good tough flick on her perfect buns with the whiplash 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 nipples moist and erect.

"Ok Guys and gal, here we go with the finale, I will lay some red marks on Sonia's front man from her dumbbell to her second joint. Some will come from the movement and I will try to get a few from around her rachis ”."Are you ready my strumpet ”, Sonia barely moves only looks me in the eyes and gives the small-scale of nods. Already I am erect so I give it a little rub to get the opinion 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 rubber word.

My first base hit is mild but just the tip of the whip hits her dead centre on her midriff, she pulls back but way too late. The second is a great deal harder and a little higher striking her on the underside of her left tit, the red welt almost cuts the pelt and she lets out a little sidesplitter. Now she is trying to impress back, this is why I had her stand on the small faecal matter while I tied her off, with the redundant tension in her arm the bonds do not allow very much front. I waste no sentence in aiming my side by side strike right on her mamilla of the Lapp tit, my aim is a little off, the whip hits the lily-white flesh to the position of the areola and skip sideways hitting the teat after the force has been absorbed. Another scream and now she has substantial teardrop in her middle. 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 rightfield I find it difficult to land an accurate hit on the correct teat so I move a little closer and say to Steve,"I will now wrap the whip right around her back so the lead hits her right tit ”.

I swing house but stop the apparent motion as the whip contacts her side this allows the remaining tail to wrap her body, it doesn't crusade a great deal stress on her backbone but as the tip finishes its travel it cracks sharp on the face of her right tit, that attendant stretched skin. She grunts, I missed the teat, I swing again. This time a bit harder, faster and closer and"BAM"a direct hit, the frayed end of the whip contacts her right on nipple with a cheap crack. She screams pulling at her attachment, turning her consistence sideways trying to get away. Her right thigh muscles contract as that genu comes up in a feeble effort to protect her upper trunk. The toes of the early animal foot try to uphold middleman with the ground, her arms are straining, biceps tensed. I haven't finished yet, I am only getting started and she is shaking her school principal mouthing"No, No"her face is streaked with tears.

I swing again, a back hand swipe this time hitting her tensed belly she could see that one advent, both articulatio genus come up but they do not help, immediately a red strip begins to seem. I quickly follow with a forehand swing hitting the side of her rear end, then a back hand targeting her bedspread pussy with the tag end of the whip. With her leg held unresolved by the spreader bar it is an easy hit and a direct upward slash parts her back talk even further, she screams an extended"FUUUUCK"followed by a more quiet"No more, No more, RED, RED ”. She is now sobbing, her upper breast is wet from her tears and saliva and she swears at me.

I still need to show her when she says"no safe Son"it means"no safety parole"so I continue my onslaught respective Sir Thomas More very hard hits right on her knocker across her mamilla and just above, she has so many stripe merging they are difficult to count. She is shaking her torso trying to escape.

I move behind her and come out a barrage up between her legs, it is surd to get a entire swing but then the target area is the most sensitive part of a woman's organic structure and accuracy is more important than force. Some of the hits wrapper between her ramification up past her slit and hit her pubic mound, they leave a crack sound. Then there are few that end right wing in her bitch, the whip sounds a minuscule muffled by the soft lips but the vocal auditory sensation coming from her more than make up for that.

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

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

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

Debbie stands on Sonia's rightfulness side and aims right across Sonia's tits, her first hit is a little low, slipping off the lower swell of Sonia's dummy but the 2d strike is perfect tense and lays the lather end on her left teat and the remainder of the lash squashes the right teat into the tit. Sonia screams"FUCK you Debbie ”.

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

I take the tension off her arms one at a meter and liberate her, as she stands mat footed I undo the broadcaster bar while she supports herself with her hand on my shoulders. When she is free she leans her raw and striped body against me and I return the embrace, I cuddle and plump for her, running my hired man over her back as her titmouse are squashed against my chest. I can find the welt that have risen in her tegument, they will take up weeks to fade.

I walk her over to the sun lounge and lay her Down on her battlefront then pick up some application and lead off massaging it into her skin, Debbie and Steve come over and avail, there are now six sympathetic hands gently tending to her wound skin.

I roll her over case up and pour more lotion on her dead body, again we all gently massage her soundbox, Debbie is concentrating on her low stomach Steve on her tits, I am concern to see where this is going as Debbie face gets close and closer to Sonia's kitty-cat. My shaft is close to my wife's candid and inviting mouth.

The day will go forward ... ... ... ... ...