Author's Note: If anyone wants to make a video of this idea.. I'd love to see it.


Football Sunday was here again. I clipped the leash to the front of my wife Kerry's collar, and led her the short walk up the driveway to my friend Dan's front door. She kept her head bowed, not so much out of submission, but more of the hope that passing traffic and casual onlookers wouldn't notice the bright red ball wedged deep in her mouth. Her hands were bound behind her, held by a pair of chained cuffs underneath her long wool coat.

We could see going up the drive that Nick and Joe were already there, with their cars in the driveway. That just left us waiting on Bill. I'm sure he'd be by soon. We walked in, and I got a hello from the guys, and moans from the girls.

"Hey Tom. Feel free to get Kerry situated, and have Ashley get you whatever you want." Dan said.

Let me tell you bit about football Sundays. During the season, myself and my 4 good friends get together to watch football. Some point along the way, we slowly started to get married, and the women started to get in the way of our Sunday ritual. One day I think Dan first got tired of it, cuffed his wife Ashley, and gagged her for the game right in front of all of us. We all started thinking, and agreed our wives should also stay outta the way. I don't know if it was peer pressure or what, but somehow they all agreed to being willing slaves to us during the game.

The women are required to be brought in leashed, gagged, and cuffed. They're promptly stripped down to just their panties and re-cuffed behind their backs, with a pair of S&W handcuffs that we all have the keys for. Then 4 of them are posted as we've come to call it. The post has grown over the last season or two. It started off as just a bar, that we could chain them to. Now it's grown into much more. It's a big piece of plywood, covered in padded leather. There are 5 of us, but only 4 spots on the post. Each girl is bound kneeling, legs spread around a vertical post. The post is custom set for each girl so that when they're kneeling with their back straight, the ballgag attached to the post is the perfect height for them. Basically, they're forced by their gag into a straight backed, kneeling position. The girls were bitching that being chained up for a football game was boring for them, so the post was outfitted with a vibrator at each station. Each girl when kneeling has a hitachi that she ends up straddling, rigged to a remote control. We never let the girls cum on the post, but the vibe keeps them amused. Finally, each girl has a set of clover nipple clamps which were wrapped around the vertical post, further holding them to the post. When applied, they were snug, keeping them from moving much. Being tightly gagged to the post, they can't reach their cuffed hands around far enough to unclip their nipples, and due to the cuffs, can't help their friends escape.

3 girls are always bound and gagged to the post at any given time. We alternate a girl per quarter as the resident slut and slave. For 15 minutes, a girl is released from the post. Her handcuffs are removed by the 5th girl (we'll get to that in a minute), and she's slid into a single sleeve armbinder. Her ballgag is replaced by a new gag - usually another ballgag. She has a waist belt tray attached to her waist, and the end of the tray has 2 Japanese style clover nipple clamps attached to chains to hold the tray up. Finally she's also hobbled by some leg cuffs with a shortened chain. This girl is a servant for 1 quarter. She can be used for oral sex, as well as food service during the quarter which she's responsible for. Oral sex is not negotiable and expected. However, should her husband/Master permit, she's available for whatever else we want to do. When the quarter is up, the 5th girl returns her to the post, removing her restraints, and replacing her gagged, kneeling, cuffed, and clamped to the post. Then the 5th girl frees the next slave, and chains her up for her quarter of service. Due to the level of bondage, plus it turns us on to see two of our girls chained together, 5th girl's collar is always locked to the serving girl's collar by a foot and a half of chain. This forces her to assist the girl in the armbinder, plus keep her close by to catch her if she stumbles.

Since there's 5 of us, 4 quarters, and we were all too lazy to get up and swap slaves every quarter, we decided to have one "captive assistant" for the game (5th girl). This girl avoided the post, but was required to be completely nude the whole game. She was gagged with a less restrictive bit gag, since she'd get no relief from our cocks in her mouth during the game, and was exempt from sexual servitude. She was lightly chained hand and foot - usually a pair of wrist cuffs with a long stretch of chain between them, a pair of leg cuffs, and special nipple clamps. Her clamps were tweezer style clamps, again due to the length of her captivity, with bells on the ends instead of chain. That way, we could keep track of where she was, along with the serving bondage girl, without losing sight of the game.

Since none of us gave a shit about half time, we decided to make a challenge every half time. The girls would be put in some kind of competition. The current captive assistant wasn't allowed to compete. The 4 remaining girls would battle to see who the captive assistant would be for the next week. The winner would take the place of the current captive assistant, and the game would be watched at the winners' house. Usually we made the girls prep as slaves for the game too, so while there was an incentive to win and avoid the post and sexual favors, it came as a double edged sword in that usually it meant more bondage and cleaning the day before.

The girls were quite the sight to see bound on the post. We all had attractive wives. My wife Kerry looked great there bound and gagged, but I know she wasn't a fan - especially of the nipple clamps and blowjobs. Kerry was on her post, with Joe's wife Carolyn on one side of her, and Nick's wife Monica on the other. Bill finally showed up, and was hitching his wife Nikki to the post just as kickoff started. The four girls looked beautiful, kneeling, gagged to posts with their hands cuffed tightly behind them, nipples clamped. We had a bit of a surprise for the girls. As the game started, we threw all four vibes on high. The girls jumped as much as they could, and you heard a chorus of screams into their gags. A bit of a chuckle from us, and they were turned down to a level that would keep them aroused and wet, but not get relief. Ashley walked over to the post, and released Carolyn's gag and nipples. Carolyn stood, and Ashley pulled out a cuff key and released her. Her freedom was temporary, as her handcuffs were replaced with the single sleeve, and winched tight behind her back. Carolyn was beautiful. Late thirty's, tight, firm C breasts, that had the slightest bounce to them. She looked incredible. She was fitted with a big 2 inch bright red ball gag, and the serving tray was attached to her nipples. Her ankle cuffs were applied last. We'd often take turns face fucking each other's wife during the game, often multiple times.

"Slut Carolyn - I'll take a Sam Adams, in a glass, and some oral when you get back with it." I said as Ashley was zipping her up.

"Make that 2" shouted Nick.

"Make it 3" shouted Joe.

"I should be a real dick and add 4, but bring those three slut, then when you're done bring me a Blue Light".

"I'll take a Blue too with Dan's - I'll be nice". Chimed Bill.

We had to be careful on how much load we put on the trays. We liked to torment their tits with the nipple clamps that held up the tray, not rip them off. 3 was a pretty heavy load, and I knew she'd be moving quickly. With her arms bound in the single sleeve, and chained neck to neck Ashley got up to go with her and pour. The girls quickly came back, and I slowly took my beer off the tray, looking her in the eyes and smiling. Her poor nips were stretched pretty taught in the clamps, but damn did she look amazing. Truth told, I really liked Carolyn, and both her and Joe were open to ... sharing. I had a new found habit this season of fucking her every first quarter. Carolyn handed the rest of the guys their drinks off of that tray, before going to refill one more time. Again, she gingerly came back, and we all had our beers. At this point, off to the side of me Ashley un-hooked the tray from her nipple clamp chains, leaving the clamps in place, and unbuckled it from her waist as well. Carolyn then dropped to her knees, and crawled around in front of me so as to not block the game. Ashley reached around from behind me, and freed my cock from my jeans, and unbuckled Carolyn's gag while Carolyn immediately took my cock in her mouth. I leaned forward and whispered in her ear "hard, ready, but don't bring me even close to cumming. I plan to keep the tradition going, and fuck you in about 10 minutes". I grabbed her hoop earrings, and gently pulled her mouth deep to me, forcing my cock all the way in her throat.it' I held her for a minute, essentially cutting off her air and smothering her with my cock, before I let go and let her pull back. God how I love hoop earrings.

I sipped my beer while this beautiful being started to work on my cock, while the 3 other wives looked on from their posts. I knew Kerry wasn't overly thrilled by the fact I fucked this woman practically weekly, but I think she understood that it was nothing more than a good fuck. After about 5 minutes of the game were up, I let her off of my cock to serve someone else. I saw her walk over to Bill as he was pulling out his cock, and start to go on him. Usually the husband of the slave typically didn't get much in the way of any service from his wife for the quarter she was serving. Most often he took a back seat, and let the rest of the guys have "something different". I saw Joe start to build up speed..looks like Carolyn would be getting her first drink of the night. Joe leaned back, and I saw him grab Carolyn's hair, forcing himself deep into her throat. The typical gargle came from their direction, as Carolyn eagerly gulped down as much as she could.

By this point, it was about halfway through the quarter, and I was jealous of still having a pair of full balls. "Hey Joe, it's about that time. You mind if I give Carolyn a spin?"

"Nope - long as the rest of the boys don't mind losing one slave for half a quarter. We still have Ashley here, so as far as I'm concerned, knock yourself out." He replied.

A chorus of no's circled the room. "The bed is set with cuffs and chains - help yourself." Said Dan.

"Actually, I thought I'd use the dungeon for a change if you don't mind".

"Nope, help yourself".

I stood up, and unhooked the chain from Ashley's neck. I grabbed one of the ballgags, and tightly strapped it on Carolyn- after all, I didn't want the rest of the wives to hear her screams of pleasure and get jealous. Dan was quite the handy man. Not only did he revamp their house room by room, he built a hidden room in the basement. It could be accessed from behind the bar by moving a display case. Hidden behind was a nicely furnished dungeon. There was a St. Andrews cross nicely built against one of the walls. Of course, chains and cuffs dangled, awaiting to capture a slave. In the corner was a small cell, with bars running floor to ceiling. And by small I mean big enough to fit a cot, toilet/sink combo, and floor drain. Opposite corner from that was a small puppy cage. He had a winch in the middle of the room, with various eye bolts embedded in the concrete floor to hold a slave spread if desired. Off to the side was a kneeling bench, which I planned to attach Carolyn to for her weekly fuck. They had a toy chest in the dungeon, filled with all kinds of leather and metal restraints - cuffs, gags, blindfolds, a straitjacket, hoods, whips..you name it, it was most likely there.

I decided to tie Carolyn to the bench, but hold her captive by only her nipples. I went over to the cabinet with the bondage gear, and grabbed a couple lengths of rope. I undid single sleeve, and pulled her hands into a box. I tied her wrists together, cinching in the middle. Next, I moved up to her forearms, wrapping them in rope as well. I finally tied it all off to a rope running from her wrists, and around her shoulders to help her support the arms, forcing an effective box tie. Next up came pulling off her ankle cuffs, followed by her panties.

"OK slave, now that we have those hands outta the way, up on the bench." She gave me an odd look, and after a slap on the ass, moved over to the bondage bench. The bench was rounded on the top and had running boards of sorts on the sides for her arms and legs. Typically, the slave would lay on top, and the leather straps and buckles would be done around the arms and legs, trapping the slave to the table. This bench had an added treat in eyebolts running down the sides of the bench.

I figured I'd be a bit more...mean. I helped my slave up on the bench, and supported the front of her as she lay down. I gently pulled each tit a bit out to the side, and attached separate clover nipple clamps to each tit. These clamps were not attached by a chain, but did have a spot at the bottom to attach a thin rope or chain. I used a pair of small padlocks, and locked a chain to each nipple. I pulled them snug, and locked the chain off to the eyebolts. Bound as she was with her hands behind her back, she couldn't undo the clamps. She couldn't lift off the bench, so even though her legs were free, she had no way to get up. As an added bonus, as I plugged my way into her, her body would slide a bit, tugging on her tits.

Carolyn moaned into her gag when she realized her predicament, pulled at her wrists a bit, but knew she was hopelessly captive till I decided otherwise, and slumped into her bonds trying to get comfy. I unzipped, and walked around behind her. I started by gently spreading her ass cheeks and sliding my cock between them, making her think she was going to get it up the ass. She immediately jumped a bit and tried to slide away, which resulted in a yelp through her ballgag at the unexpected pain in her nipples. I slid my way back down to her wet pussy, and slowly slid myself in.

Carolyn my friends is a cockslut and a bondage whore, no matter what anyone may tell you. She loves getting fucked, and the tighter she's tied, the wetter she is. You can see it in her eyes. I slowly started to slide in and out, and she moved what little she could to meet my cock. I love it when she's the 3rd or 4th quarter servant because she's usually dripping by that point in the game. I wasn't overly rough with her, but wasn't gentle either, forcing her body to jerk and pull on her nips with every thrust. She started to moan in to her gag, be it from joy, pain, or both I don't' know, but it didn't matter to me either way. Hearing her moans pushed me to start to speed up, and soon I was fucking her hard and fast. I could see her trying not to move, as I grabbed her arms to help pull her into me even harder. I erupted into her, and she came at the same time, screaming into her gag, body tensing against the ropes that held her arms behind her.

I finished, and pulled out. I decided to give her what I affectionately referred to as "war paint". I walked around to the front of her with my cock still wet from her juices as well as my own, and wiped 2 streaks down the sides of her face. She moaned and pulled against her bonds, but she wasn't going to stop it. She hated it, but I loved doing it and the guys got a kick out of it. I released her tits from their captivity gently letting the blood flow back into them, even if it was temporary. I pulled her panties back up and over her soaked pussy, and re-applied her leg cuffs. I attached a leash to her collar, and led her back upstairs, arms still bound in a box tie behind her. The guys glanced over at me, smiled and clapped at Carolyn shouting "war paint" as she walked by.

By the time I got back upstairs and done with her, it was 4 minutes into the second quarter. Kerry was wearing a monoglove (they had more than one), and on her knees sucking Dan's cock.

"Hey man - she's getting pretty good at this!" he said as I walked by. I didn't wanna interrupt his blowjob, so I handed Carolyn's leash back to Ashley while my wife finished blowing my friend. I could see Dan building up some speed, and my wife starting to choke and gargle a bit while he shoved himself into her mouth. I still never really got used to watching my wife give someone else head..but it was tolerable. When Dan was done with her, Ashley led Carolyn back to the post with my wife in tow. Carolyn's box tie was removed along with her ballgag, and her hands were cuffed behind her back again. She knelt allowing Ashley to gag her to the post, and re-affix her nipple clamps. The war paint would stay the rest of the game, and it was already starting to dry onto her face. Not too long after she was bound, I had my wife bring me a refill on my beer on her nipple tray, followed by a blowjob to Bill.

Just as Bill was finishing into my wife's face, the quarter was ending. No one wanted to stop Bill early, so we all just sat there and waited till he finally blew his load into my wife's throat. She obliged to her duty and licked him clean, as Dan was tossing out 4 ballgags and giving instructions.

"Today's halftime competition will be called keeping the dog in the house. Each of you grab your bitches, leash her up, gag her tight, and head down to the basement."

Dan grabbed Ashley's leash, releasing her from Kerry as he threw each of us bright red ballgags for our girls. Nick, Joe, and Bill went to grab their girls off the post, while I pulled the straps on Kerrys gag snug, wedging the bright red ball deep behind her lips. I attached a leash to her collar, and led her to the basement, still strapped up tight in the leather arm binder and ankle cuffs. Once we got down there, I removed it, replacing it with a pair of handcuffs snapped tight on her wrists holding them behind her back.

I could see Dan grinning ear to ear, standing under a support beam that held the house up. Dangling from it were four pairs of Japanese style clamps connected by a chain. A rope was tied to the middle of the chain, and fed through an eyehook in the beam. The other guys made it down, women bound, gagged, and cuffed in tow.

"OK boys. Today's challenge for your slaves will be a simple one. Who can cum last. We're going to strap them up by their nipples, tie their legs spread, and insert a vibe on high. Last one to drop the vibe or cum wins. Ladies - obviously you want to hold onto the vibe as long as you can, and be the last to cum. Questions?"

A chorus of no's from the guys, and a chorus of moans from the girls. Kerry looked at me with a worried glance. I wasn't sure what the problem was yet, so I just led her over to the post. I attached the nipple clamps to her probably now tender tits. I grabbed the rope and unknotted it from the eyehook. Kerry gave me an inquisitive look, followed by a look of despair as I pulled it snug, pulling her back up right under the post. She fidgeted at her cuffs, while the other girls were bound next to her.

"OK ladies, can't have you clenching your legs together and holding the vibes in that way. Pussy muscles are the only muscles you'll be using for this challenge. Guys, grab a pole from the wall, get their panties off, and tie your girls legs spread wide."

Kerry's eyes got wide, as she realized then when I spread her legs, the pressure on her already sore tits would increase since I snugged up the chain to her nipple clamps to its tether in the ceiling. The other girls realized this as well, and pulled at their wrists. Of course, none of the girls pulled free, since all of them were tightly cuffed up. One by one their legs were spread, and their ankles tied wide to each end of the pole, resulting in gentle lifting of each girl's nipples by the nipple clamps biting into them. Carolyn and Kerry were at a distinct disadvantage for this challenge. Carolyn I'm sure would have a tired cunt from our fuck during the first quarter, while Kerry had to be at least a little wet from her service during the second quarter. At any rate, each guy took a vibe, put a bit of lube on it, and all at the same time inserted it into his woman on medium. A chorus of whimpers from behind the tightly ballgagged mouths, while they squirmed to try to get comfortable. Carolyn started to squirm in her bonds immediately. A light moan came from her gagged mouth, as she tilted her head back. An orgasm was starting, and the vibe started to slip. It quickly stopped, which also made her realize that "hanging onto it" would result in a more intense orgasm. She pulled and spasm'd against her restraints, cumming hard, resulting in the vibe crashing to the floor. One down, three to go.

Kerry's eyes were closed from the start, no doubt trying to ignore the sensation in her crotch and concentrate on the task at hand. I could see her knees start to quiver, and her head start to move forward. I glanced over, and as expected Monica and Nikki were holding out strong. Joe didn't let Carolyn down, instead choosing to punish her and her tits by leaving her clamped and spread. Kinda mean, but I knew they both got off on it.

A few more minutes passed, and Monica and Nikki started to squirm in their restraints. The girls bent their knees, and started to shift their weight from side to side. Their bonds of course held them firm where they were, while Kerry started to waiver. Before long my wifes head started to drift back, and she started to shake head to toe. With a loud plop and clunk, the vibe fell out in the throes of her orgasm.

She looked at me pleading...but I left her where she was. The five of us watched the last two girls battle back their orgasms for a chance at what was marginal freedom at best the next week. Both girls had their eyes closed, slowly rocking from side to side. I could see Nikki's vibe start to slip out a bit, but she quickly grabbed on. Of course this sent more sensations through her cunt, but to all of our surprise she quelled it by bending sharp at the knees, which must have sent a ton of pain through her tits. Monica saw this out of the corner of her eyes, and started to shiver, wrapped in the grip of an intense orgasm. Monica rode it out, realizing she lost, all of us watching. Half way through her orgasm Nikki must have thought what the hell, and was soon racked in her own orgasm. Within a minute, vibes were on the ground, girls panting hard into their gags.

"Well we have a winner. Looks like Nikki will have the honors of 5th girl, and we'll be at Bill and Nikki's for the game. Tom, Joe, Bill why not get girls hitched back on the posts. We'll give Nikki a quarter to rest. Nick and I will get Monica and Ashley setup and meet you upstairs." I did the best I could to gently release my wifes tits from the grasp of the clamps first, then undid the spreader bar. I slid her panties back onto her soaked pussy, attached a leash to her collar, and led her upstairs. Joe and Bill did the same with their women, and we drug them back to the post. I love watching the girls on the post, and was happy to get three of em back. The girls were pulled down back straddling the hitachi's again. Not that any of them needed more stimulation after the challenge. To their dismay, nipples were attached again firmly to the clamps, and finally ballgags were removed, and the post gags were strapped in snug, holding the three girls firm in their grasp. Bill reached for a blindfold, and tied it snug around Nikki's head, plunging her world to darkness. Not knowing what he was up to, Joe and I followed suit. I grabbed a slip on blindfold, and pulled it down on Kerry's head. Joe grabbed a scarf from a pile of toys next to the post, and tied it snug around Carolyn's head. We took our seats, and the 3rd was just starting up as a leashed Ashley emerged being led by Dan, leashed in turn to Monica who was now firmly strapped in an armbinder, arms welded tight in the supple leather behind her back, ankles shackled, and tray strapped around her waist, held up by her tits. A bright red ballgag was strapped tight behind her lips, but knowing my friends it wouldn't remain there long.

"Slave, I'll take another Sam Adams in a glass." I shouted.

"Me too" from Joe.

"When you get back with theirs, bring one for me, and then get on your knees because my balls are about to burst after that action." Dan chimed in.

Monica hobbled away to get our beers, moving rather carefully so as to not cause too much more pain on her already sensitive nipples. Out of her sight, and the girls sight since they were blindfolded, myself Bill, and Joe all flipped the vibes between medium and high, and pulled 20 bucks out of our wallets, putting it on the table.

The girls jumped at the sudden attention to their already sensitive pussies, moaning into their gags and eliciting a squeak from Carolyn and Kerry. Dan looked over to us inquisitively, while Nick focused on the end of the game. Monica came back with Dan's beer, and while he unbuckled her gag and unzipped his fly, Bill leaned over and explained that the 3 of us bet on which girl would cum the most during the third.

"Nice. I assume they don't know?"

"Nope". Just then, you could hear the chain from a pair of nipple clamps start to rattle. I looked over, and Carolyn was grinding her hips as much as her bonds would allow her into the vibe between her legs like a bitch in heat. That was one for Carolyn, and the third still had a little more than 12 minutes to go. She finished up, but of course no one turned the vibes down. Just as she finished, Kerry started to blow. Dunno if it was from hearing her friend next to her cum or the simple vibrations, but she started to shake and moan into her gag. 1 each. Still nothing from Nikki. You could see Carolyn and Kerry slump a bit in their bonds, well - what little they could. It was little consolation - they moaned inquisitively into the ballgags strapped deep in their mouths...presumably wanting the vibes off. Of course that didn't happen, and we continued watching the game. A few minutes passed, by, and Dan finally finished up into Monica's throat - which deeply excited me because I needed a refill.

"Monica - one more Sammy over here!" I shouted before Dan even had the ballgag wedged in her mouth. She wandered her way over to the fridge, gagged strapped in, with Ashley in tow. Ashley refilled the glass with another Sam Adams, and set it on the tray. Monica hobbled over to me, and much to her dismay I'm sure, my hard cock was already out and waiting. I took the beer off the tray, as Ashley was disconnecting it to get it outta the way. Monica dropped to her knees as I loosened the gag, letting it fall around her neck like a nice necklace. Just as her lips wrapped around me, I heard a commotion from the post. Looks like Nikki could hold out no more, and started to thrash in the grips of an orgasm in her restraints. 3 way tie. Nice. I started to focus my attention back to the task at hand..or more specifically the lips at cock. Monica wasn't the best at giving head, but she'd gotten better over time. I reached down and played with her already sensitive nipples, while I watched the game and half listened for another orgasm. I took my time with Monica, letting her do most of the work. As she started to build up some speed, I heard a moan from the post again. I looked over, and Nikki was gripped in another orgasm, and boy did it look harsh. Her tits were pulling hard against the clover clamps while she writhed in her restraints, arms flailing cuffed behind her while she came rather hard. This of course made me more excited, and I started to control the speed and depth of my blowjob by the poor girls nipples. As I was close to dumping a piping hot load of my cum down her throat, my wife started to cum again, which threw me over the edge. I let go of her nips, grabbed her hair, and held my cock deep in her throat while she eagerly sucked the sticky treat down. There was something special about the moment - my wife blind, gagged, clamped, and cuffed while getting pleasure from a vibe, while at the same time I was pumping away at my friends wife's face. I finally finished up, and let Monica lick me clean. I liked that - all the girls knew enough to clean up whatever they failed to swallow.

3rd quarter was winding down. About 2 minutes left, and the cum score on the post tied ladies was Kerry and Nikki 2, Carolyn 1. I strapped in Monica's ballgag nice and snug, and let her get up. I figured we'd have a 2 way tie, making Bill and I split the pot. But, as luck would have it, apparently today was my lucky day. Kerry started to shake and squirm again, with about 30 seconds left in the quarter. I almost felt bad for her - she was starting to look really tired. I had a fun idea. I got up quick, and removed all 3 blindfolds. This only threw Kerry over the edge harder, because it was even more apparent now that all eyes ...well, the ones that could turn to look at her, were on her. She started to moan into her gag, hips grinding deep into the vibe. We let her finish up, and for some reason a chorus of applause rang out from the 5 guys and Ashley.

Kerrys face turned a deep shade of red, as Ashley led Monica back to her spot on the post. The third ended, and I collected my sixty bucks, under a watchful glare of the now unblindfolded captives. Ashley removed Monica's armbinder, replacing it with the S&W cuffs, ratcheted down nice and snug and double locked. Her legcuffs were removed, Monica straddled her vibe, and allowed Ashley to buckle her gag snug behind her head. Finally the clover clamps were reattached, before she moved over to Nikki to let her off the post.

She dutifully got Nikki nice and bound, hobbled, and gagged, before attaching the chain to her collar and leading her over to start service on the 4th quarter. Bill looked over to us, with a big grin on his face..the type of grin that would have scared the girls had they seen it.

Well, congratulations to Kerry, for winning Tom a nice $60. Girls - I think you should be..brought up to speed, or punished, however you look at it. By my count, Carolyn still has one orgasm coming, and miss Monica over there has 3. Kerry, we'll let you have a rest. Ladies, hang on tight for the 4th! With that, the vibes for Nikki and Carolyn were ramped up full, only this time no blindfolds for the ladies. The girls just glared at Bill, but bound as they were there was nothing they could really do but sit back and try to enjoy it. I was tired, and rather spent. I half watched the game, distracted by the show of girls cumming every few minutes.

It was about 7 minutes left in the game. Nikki had been used by both Dan and Joe, and was now kneeling next to Bill on the floor waiting for her next assignment. Carolyn was finally caught up, while Monica still had one orgasm left. She was looking rather spent, fidgeting in her bonds. I wasn't sure if she was foolishly looking for a means out of them, or trying to get comfy.

"Hey slave, I'll take one last Sammy". Nikki got up, with Ashley in tow, and went to get my beer. I leaned over to Bill.

"Lets let Monica have her last, then in the last few minutes of the game hitch up Nikki and try to get all four of them off at once."

Bill nodded in agreement, as did Joe and Nick. Nikki came back with my beer, and I took it off the tray relieving tension on her nips as she knelt back down. Ashley took a seat on the chair, and within a minute Monica was again shuddering in the hold of her 3rd, and what she thought last, orgasm.

I turned over to Ashley. "Hey sweetie, go post up Nikki for us."

Nikki looked confused, and worried, while Ashley just grinned, probably happy she wasn't involved in whatever was about to happen. Ashley walked Nikki to the post. She took off her ankle cuffs, armbinder, and ballgag, and helped her kneel down. Her hands were firmly locked behind her with cuffs, while she bit the gag on the post and allowed Ashley to strap it in tight.

"Be a good girl, blindfold all 4 too - be sure they're on tight so they can't peek." Shouted Joe.

The girls moaned into their gags, as Ashley masterfully applied a blindfold to each girl. She took silk scarves out of the "toy bin", and wrapped each girls eyes twice before pulling it snug into a knot behind their heads. She went down the line one by one, and when completed came over to kneel by her Master. Much to her surprise and dismay, she quickly learned she would be participating as well.

Dan removed her bit gag, and replaced it with a muzzle ball gag, which he strapped firmly in place. He then leashed her, and led her over to the post. Ashley looked at him, a puzzled, worried, but yet smiling look on her face. He pulled her down to the floor lengthwise in front of the post. He removed her wrist cuffs and chain, quickly pulling her hands behind her back and tying her with a piece of rope. Next was her legs. He bent them in half, looking like he was going to put her in a hogtie. Instead he wrapped a long coil of rope around her ankle and thigh, cinching it off in between. He repeated this on the other leg, leaving his wife and slave in a snug frogtie. Ashley's fingers searched diligently at her wrist ropes while Dan bound her arms, but unfortunately for her never managed to reach the knot. Of course when he was done with her legs, she tried those knots as well, but he placed those expertly out of reach as well.

He reached down, confirming his suspicion that his wife was nice and wet, before finishing his handiwork. He slid a vibe deep into her wet and waiting pussy, then cinched it in place with a snug crotch rope before coming back over to his spot on the couch.

"OK guys, so what's the plan?" Dan asked.

Bill spoke out loud so the girls could hear.

"The plan Dan is to have all five girls cum at once. To ramp up the vibes and bring them to edge carefully, then bring all 5 of them to cum at once. "

"Ready girls?" Joe asked.

"Wait!" I walked over to the post, and one by one unbuckled each girls gag. "I wanna hear all of this - Dan should I take off Ashley's too?" I asked.

"Sure, what the hell why not" he said. I took off the panel gag, and grabbed my seat back on the couch. We each grabbed our remotes, and flicked the vibes to medium. The girls jumped at the sudden attention. Now that the gags were unstrapped the only thing holding them to the posts were the nipple clamps on their tits. The girls all started to get wet, and shift their weight trying to get comfortable.

The five of us got relaxed, vibe remotes in hand, and watched. Only a minute went by, when Dan got up. He ran down the hall quick, and came back with a video camera. Now I knew that Kerry wouldn't care for it, and the rest of the girls wouldn't either. I gave Dan a worried look, but he gave me a wink and said don't worry. He set the cam up, and pointed it at all 5 girls. He hooked the camera up to the TV, and panned out wide enough to capture all five girls. The way the post was situated, the TV was directly opposite them. Carolyn started to squirm, grinding her hips and taking in deep gasps of air. It was evident she was close, so Joe slowed the vibe down to keep her close. I think Kerry heard her friends' excitement, as it could be seen her breathing also got heavier. I picked her vibe up, and also carefully watched and manned hers as well. Poor Ashley, hogtied and still gagged on the floor started to moan into her gag, and I saw Dan pick up the remote to her vibe outta the corner of my eye. The game was now over, and within a few more minutes Nikki and Monica started to quietly moan and grind their hips apparently forgetting or not caring that their gags were no longer strapped in. We all looked at each other, ready to jump the vibes up to full, when Dan got up.

He held up 5 fingers, counting down - 4. 3. 2. 1. We ramped the vibes up to full, and at the same time he quickly pulled off the 4 posted girls blindfolds. They were now left staring at the bound and clamped images of themselves in the TV facing them. This was too much for Kerry. She pulled against her clamps, let out a loud moan, and started to cum almost instantly. The sight of the 5 of them tied up on the 60 inch high def screen was amazing. You could see Nikki trying to hold back, but she didn't last long at the sight of Kerry cumming hard, and was quick to follow. Poor Ashley started to buck on the floor, actually squirting a bit behind her at the stimulation between her legs and hearing her friends' moans. Carolyn was quick to follow, screaming and throwing her head back as she ground her hips into the vibe. Monica was last, but possibly the most violent, shaking in her restraints - pulling at her cuffs and tits, flailing in the grips of what we could only imagine to be a powerful orgasm.

"Wow girls, that was amazing." Dan said, as he went over and hit stop on the camcorder.

"Tom, can you please get me off this damn thing now? I'm tired and the game is over"

I walked over to my wife, and held the red ballgag up to her lips. She rolled her eyes at me, but rules were rules. She opened her mouth, and I wedged the ball deep behind her lips, buckling it in snug. I released her nips as gently as I could, causing her to moan into the gag and wince in pain. I helped her to stand, and removed her handcuffs so she could get dressed. Once she had on all her clothes again, she dutifully put her hands behind her back again, allowing me to re-secure her in her cuffs for the trip home. I attached her leash, and led her over to the couch while the rest of the guys got their girls situated. Kerry lay softly against me, and I put my arm around her. The rest of the guys got their girls gagged, pulled them off the post, and let them get dressed. Each of them were bound to varying degrees. Carolyn was bound, cuffed hands behind her in transport restraints. Shackles were locked tight around her ankles, and connected by a chain to her handcuffs. Of course, a nice bright red gag was wedged behind her lips as well. Joe clipped a leash on her collar, and led her shuffling over to sit down next to us.

Monica was also gagged for her ride home. She had a waist chain locked on, hands locked in at the sides, held apart from each other. Nick sat on the chair while Monica submissively knelt at his feet. Last up was Nikki. Bill had her gagged, but interestingly opted for a Posey straight jacket for her. He held it up, and she obediently held her arms out. Bill slid the coat up his prey, sliding behind her and pulling each of the straps snug. After he did up the 4 in the back she parted her legs as he reached between, pulling the crotch strap in snug. He walked around front, sliding her arms through the front and side straps, before buckling it tight behind her. She was leashed, and led over behind Bill, who took a seat on the other chair. Poor Ashley was left frogtied, gagged, and blind on the floor with the vibe still in her.

"Well guys, what a great game huh? Girls you have fun?" Dan asked. A chorus of moans and heads shaking, and rolling of eyes followed in reply. "Ladies I'm going to ask each of you what to do with this video. Moan once for keep it, we each get a copy, and keep to ourselves, moan twice to delete it. I think it'd be fun to watch down the road."

"Ashley?" One moan.

"Nikki?" One moan.

"Carolyn?" again - one moan.

I knew Kerry didn't like the idea, but it'd be interesting to see what she thought..er..moaned.

"Monica?" a pause, but eventually one moan.

"And Kerry - what do you think?" She looked up at me almost pleading with her eyes, half wanting to oppose, but half thinking "fuck it" - one moan escaped around her gag.

"Great, all girls are in agreement. I'll make copies so each of you have them."

"I think it's time to get my slave home" I said. The rest of the guys grunted in agreement. I leashed up Kerry and headed towards the door. The rest of the guys did the same. As on the way in, Kerry kept her head bowed, close to me despite the leash length so hopefully no one would see her. I opened the door to the truck, and let her crawl into the front seat. I intended to keep her bound on the way home. I buckled her into the middle of the bench seat and went to unbuckle her gag so she'd be a bit more comfortable for the trip. She shook her head no to my surprise. I hopped in my side, and put my arm around my bound and gagged wife, and started the trek home.