Author's Note: The Wife Swapping Bondage Sex Group goes Three-on-One! Bill, Stan and Rob kidnap Jennifer. They tie her up and take her to a remote woods, where they have their way with her all day long. Meanwhile, the wives, Sally, Yvette and Virginia kidnap Jennifer's husband Dan, and have their own unique plans for Dan at 2 different houses. After the couple is briefly reunited in the woods, the girls take Jennifer to Yvette's new playroom, where they torment her, flog her, and introduce her to Mr. Sybian!!!

Introduction

Hi, this is Jennifer here. You will remember me from my three previous "Weekend With" trilogy of stories. I am 5'9" tall, 27 years old, weigh about 120 pounds, and am very proud of my 24" waist, perfect 36C tits and nicely rounded ass. The important thing to remember about my hubby Dan was that he was a beautiful male specimen. At 6'0", he weighed about 175 pounds and had spectacular abs and pecs. More importantly for me was that when Dan's cock was fully erect, it measured 8-1/2" long. My best friend and distant cousin was Sally. She was 5'9" tall, 125 pounds, 36D spectacular tits, 26" waist and 36" hips. Her ass was a little flat, compared to my perfectly rounded ass, butt she constantly oozed sexuality. Her husband, Bill, was a 6'0" facsimile of my Dan, but his erect cock was only a little less than 8" long. Sally's upscale sportswear store was next to my posh fashion and footwear store in a mall at the outskirts of Lake Forest, Illinois. Kids were all back in school after Labor Day and we had pretty much closed Camp Shady Oaks, until next year. A few Boy Scout and Girl Scout groups used the camp on weekend days through October. Sally and I let our caretakers take care of the scouts, as they winterized the camp. The entire camp was winterized and closed by October 31st, which worked out well for Sally and me.

Our busiest season lay ahead. In September, we ordered and received new merchandise for Holiday shoppers. We never had to advertise to hire extra help for the Holidays. High School girls and college aged women just showed up to apply for Holiday work, along with a few senior citizens. We paid minimum wage plus a generous commission, and every employee was entitled to a 25% discount on purchased merchandise. Our younger employees tended to snap up the designer shoes, with their 25% discounts. Fortunately, I had a good deal with our shoe supplier, and I could easily reorder. Immediately after Halloween, the Holiday sales season began in earnest. I expected to do 30%-40% of my annual sales during the Holiday season, and the closeout sales that followed. I worked excessively long hours during that tine period, as did Sally. Our husbands were lucky if they got to have normal sex with us twice a week, without any ropes or other bondage equipment. Thanks to Bill and Sally, Dan and I were introduced to two other swingers' couples, who went the bondage sex route, but, again, it was very difficult to schedule sessions with them during the Christmas season.

First, Dan and I met Stan and Virginia, who came over to play one night at our house. Virginia was a tall thin redhead of nearly 6'0" in height, who always wore her long deep red hair in either a ponytail or a single braid. She was long and slim, with narrow hips and waist, and her small boobs probably measured 34 A/B. However, we soon learned that her nipples and breasts were much more sensitive and responsive than either Sally's or mine. She used very little makeup for a 25 something woman and at night, when we met, her green eyes were impeccably accented with minimal mascara and eye shadow. The guys really liked Virginia's long firm muscular legs, which seemed to go from here to eternity, were worshiped by the guys. Stan was a good looking redhead, with medium length hair, non-descript green eyes, and a luscious wide mouth. His dick would probably be called average at about 7", but was fine for me. It was 4 weeks later and Dan and I finally met Yvette and Rob, at Bill and Sally's house for a full night of bondage sex and sexual debauchery. Yvette was a 24 year old unemployed housewife. She was as cute as could be, and knew it and used it. She was a little shorter than Sally and me, at about 5'8-1/2", with gorgeous lustrous natural blonde hair that she wore in lazy curls down to her breasts. And speaking of natural, Yvette's tits had to be a pair of 39/40C knockers that were all her's. They swooped down to a 35" waist and then her body flared out to 36" hips and a really nice pair of legs and small feet. We were told that Yvette couldn't hold much liquor, and that was OK, as long as we knew, because after 2 small glasses of wine, Yvette turned into the uninhibited "Wild Woman from Borneo!" We learned that sometimes that wasn't all that bad.

Rob was also blonde and a couple inches taller than Yvette. They made a perfect couple. It looked like he recently started working out, because his abs and pecs were developing, but his legs, hips and ass still showed just a few extra pounds. His blonde hair was a little long and he needed a trip to a barber shop or hair salon that took men. Rob's eyes were a deep penetrating dark blue, but his face was dimpled, when he smiled. His cock was about 7-1/2" long when fully erect. All of us got tested or re-tested for HIV and STDs. When all the tests came back negative, the new guys no longer had to wear condoms. Also, all of the guys switched to using the highest strength Viagra available, and found it better to take 1/2 pill every 4-6 hours as needed. That was one of the best nights that I had had since Labor Day. All 8 of us were at Bill and Sally's house. We switched partners often, and used the upstairs bedrooms, downstairs tables and other furniture, and the basement posts and beams. What a night! I needed that just to relax some muscles and use others, and forget about work for a good long night. That bondage sex party lasted all night, and no one went home, until after brunch on Sunday morning. Sally and I made it through the busy Holiday shopping season and the after Christmas sales, with out going insane. Then it happened.

It was the night of January 10th. My parents were coming home from a social function around 10 P.M., when their car was t-boned by a semi that blew through a stop sign, killing my parents instantly. I was devastated and in shock. They put me into the hospital for 2 days, and I left with a prescription for an anti-depressant and anti-anxiety pills. I couldn't have gotten through it all without Dan. My 2 brothers, George and William, came for the funeral and reading of the will. George was an artist from Long Grove, Illinois and William made fine custom furniture from his rural home in nearby McHenry County. Pumped up on prescription meds, I made it through the funeral ceremony, graveside service, and a reception afterward at the Church. Mostly, I was a sniveling inconsolable mess. Two days later was the reading of my parents will at the lawyer's office. I cut back on the meds to keep a clear head for that meeting. Only my brothers and I could attend. My parent's house was left equally to the 3 siblings, and we immediately decided to sell it and split the proceeds. My brothers each received one of the remaining good cars, while the destroyed car was sold for scrap and my brothers split the insurance proceeds. I received the contents of the house. I kept my mom's jewelry, silver, crystal and Towle chinaware. Everything else in the house was turned over to an estate sale company to sell at the best possible price. Of course my parent's clothes were donated to a resale shop and the Salvation Army. The 3 of us eventually received the payout on my parent's life insurance policies.

All of the land around Lake Helen remained in my great grandfather's trust in perpetuity. Camp Shady Oaks was on one side of the Lake, and the 5 cabins were on the opposite side of the Lake. I was surprised that my 2 brothers pushed to run Camp Shady Oaks. Maybe it was my condition, or the meds, but I gave control of Camp Shady Oaks to my 2 brothers. At that point, I was exhausted and didn't care. However, I did inherit the 5 cabins on the other side of Lake Helen. For the next 4 weeks or so, I continued on the anti-depressants and buried myself in my work at my store. I saw a shrink 3 times a week for about 4 weeks. I hadn't had any sex or even made simple love with Dan in about 6 weeks, and really didn't feel like doing it, but Dan stood by me.

Towards the end of my shrink visits, I was weaned off the meds and Dan accompanied me to the shrink's office. I was pretty much cured and out of the doldrums by the 1st part of April. The spring new clothing and shoe fashions were displayed all over my store. I owed much of this to my secretary, Tiffany, who, in the past; had little lesbian quickies with me, on my office desk, behind locked doors. I invited Sally along, and gave Tiffany the day off. In my office, the 3 of us had 3 way lesbian sex, until everyone was completely serviced. Sally and I took Tiffany to our favorite day spa. Everyone had mannys and peddys and massages and mudbaths and makeovers, although Sally and I kept our long hair styles basically the same, but Tiffany went radical (for her) and had her shoulder length hair cut and turned into a cute pixie hairdo. What struck me as interesting was that no one had a bikini wax job. Neither Sally nor I had our bushes removed, or even trimmed, since around last mid-September, and they were now full grown. As far as we knew, Tiffany never had her pubes ripped out, but she did do so judicious trimming to accommodate the g-string panties that she seemed to favor. Finally, after the spa, we took Tiffany over to Sally's, where we introduced her to the delights of lesbian bondage sex.

JENNIFER WAS BACK! All 8 of us swingers resumed our Saturday-Sunday all night bondage sex games at alternate houses, except at Yvette and Rob's place, because they were remodeling. We did all the bondage sex stuff each week, and each week I got royaly laid. I did my share of female-female bondage sex, and gave, I thought, more than my share of blowjobs. We utilized every conceivable piece of furniture and position that anyone could dream up, but there was still that missing spark for me. I missed the risqué fancy meals out at night spots and wearing my 3" silent remote controlled vibrator and coming on the dance floor. I missed wearing the obscenely short and skimpy out fits, along with a RC vibrator and dancing with the sailors, topless. Finally, I missed the surprise double cross type adventures, where Sally and I were taken to a motel, at the mercy of 12 sailors, and our husbands served as instigators and directors of the whole spectacle, where we screwed every which way. I left our weekly bondage sex meetings somewhat disappointed. Finally, I told Dan my feelings on the matter, which is what my old shrink, had encouraged me to do.


Jennifer's Kidnapping

Dan and I had showered and were finishing breakfast in the kitchen. As usual, we were still naked under our bathrobes. I was wearing my comfy slippers and Dan wore his fleece lined hard soled moccasins. It was already sunny and 70 degrees, but the paper said that the high temperature for the day wouldn't rise much above 82 degrees, with low humidity. Without any warning, the back door burst open and 3 men, wearing ski masks, clambered in. I knew who they all were; Bill, Rob and Stan, who had been threatening to do something like this for weeks, but I had no idea how far they intended to take it. Bill was the instigator, and, of course, the leader of this little pack of sex starved animals. He had a short piece of rope in his hands, and had me cornered in the kitchen. I was standing, with the carafe from the coffee maker, about to pour refills for Dan and me. With one hand, Bill guided my hand and the carafe of coffee back in its cradle, while his other hand undid the belt on my robe. My robe came off and slithered down my arms harmlessly to the floor. Bill spun me around and quickly tied my wrists behind my back. I was now helpless and the 3 men turned on Dan, who put up a mighty struggle, but was quickly over powered. I was amazed that no dishes fell to the tile floor and broke. Soon, the 3 guys had Dan's robe off and had handcuffed his wrists behind his back, with padded leather wrist cuffs.

Rob and Stan wrestled Dan up our stairs and into our master bedroom. Bill held one of my arms and guided me up the stairs and directly into our bedroom and then into our master bathroom, and shut the door. He made me kneel on the bathmat and bend over the bathtub. From a medium sized duffle bag, Bill pulled out a nozzle with about 5' of clear hose attached to it. The nozzle was shoved right into my asshole, with no warning or lubrication, and the hose was left to dangle on the floor as if it were a tail. Next, he used the sink faucet to fill a plastic bag full of lukewarm water, and added a packet to the bag. He shook it well and then attached the bag of sudsy water to the hose dangling between my feet. My precious and virgin asshole had never been penetrated before, and now it appeared that I was going to get a Fleet's enema. Bill opened the valve at the base of the enema bag, held it up above my body, and the sudsy warm liquid poured into my colon. As it filled me up it churned and bubbled inside me. When the enema bag was empty, Bill pulled out the nozzle. The nozzle, tubing and bag were thrown in the bathtub for later cleaning. While I was still bent over the bathtub, Bill sealed my asshole, from any accidental leakage, by shoving a 4" butt plug up my asshole. He told me that the enema would take about 30 minutes to fully work, and got me up and took me into the bedroom.

The 1st thing that I saw was Dan lying on his back naked on our bed. His wrists were still cuffed behind his back, and they had tied his ankles spread to the corner posts of our bed. I wasn't at all surprised that Dan said nothing. After all, Dan had been one of the conspirators, and perhaps even the ringleader, in whatever was planned for me that day. Bill positioned me, so that Dan would have a good view, and made me kneel. Rob and Stan were sitting in the 2 upholstered easy chairs that furnished our bedroom. They looked back and forth at each other, and I guess that they somehow silently decided that Stan would go first. Stan stood in front of me and dropped his shorts and boxers. His 7-1/2" cock was nearly at full turgidity. As I felt the enema rumbling in my lower abdomen, I sucked Stan off. Rob was next, and by the time I finished with his cock and swallowed his cum, my innards were roiling and I thought that I would burst. Bill took me back in the bathroom and "prepared" me, after he found my biggest vibrator in my bedside table. In the bathroom, Bill sat me on the toilet, made me lean forward and yanked out my butt plug. The butt plug joined the enema stuff in the bathtub, to be washed later by someone. Within a minute, it all started surging out. Bill turned on our bathroom vent fans. Bill had to flush the toilet 3 times, before I told him that I was empty. Bill was not familiar with our warm water bidét.

I transferred over to the bidét and got situated. Bill pressed the button and I was treated to pleasant warm water rinsing of my ass crack and pussy. Bill didn't know any better, so I had him rinse me two more times, just because it felt so good, after expelling what seemed like my guts. Bill got me up and dried my ass and pussy, using a hand towel that hung near the bidét. Bill got me down on my knees again, bent over the edge of the bathtub. Bill lubed up some kind of butt plug and shoved it up my asshole. It seated itself only a few inches inside my rectum's sphincter. When I was helped up to my feet, I saw in the full length mirror, mounted behind the door, that I had a 3'-4' round white furry bunny tail sticking out of my ass. Next, came my 9" X 2" vibrator. Bill had to use 1, then 2, and 3 fingers to open my love hole enough to accept my friendly vibrating phallus. Bill set my vibrator on a low setting, pushed it all the way inside me and secured it with a tight crotchrope. The 2 strands of my crotchrope were separated as they passed through my ass crack and helped hold the base of my bunny tail butt plug firmly in. As my vibrator buzzed away in my twat, I could feel it, through my vaginal wall vibrating my bunny tail butt plug, which added to my overall stimulation. My wrists were untied and re-tied behind my back in a double hammer lock. After some seriously hard sucking, Bill put nipple clamps on my taut nipples and tightened them, until I cringed from the initial pain. Finally, a pair of bunny/rabbit ears was placed on my head and held in place by a spring steel band, covered by the same material as the bunny ears.

I was now "prepared" and before the bathroom door was opened; I got a glimpse of myself in the mirror. Actually, I thought that I looked pretty cute. The bunny wear was obviously some kind of personalized attribute to Bill's handy work. In our bedroom, Bill asked Stan and Rob to switch around the cars as planned and flipped Stan his car keys. Now there was just Dan, tied in the bed, Bill and me, and I was on my knees, because I would have to suck Bill off. It seemed from the start that my lips were always in his pubic hair and his cock was always buried in my throat. He stood so close to me, that my tits were constantly rubbing Bill's legs, and I never got the chance to lick and suck his scrotum and balls. He held my ponytail with one hand, and kept his other hand firmly on the back of my neck, as he fucked my mouth with his big thick cock. I think that all the hands on preparation that Bill did on me, really got him turned on, and I was totally surprised when he stiffened, without any other warning signs, and more or less dribbled his load of cum slowly down my throat.

It was time to go??? An old blanket was thrown over my shoulders, as I exited my bedroom. Bill carried his duffle bag of goodies and helped me down the stairs. Sally, Yvette and Virginia were sitting around our breakfast table drinking coffee, when Bill and I walked in the kitchen. They had cleaned up Dan's and my breakfast dishes and put them in the dishwasher. We paused long enough in the kitchen for each of the 3 girls to give me a hands on inspection of my bondage and decorations. The 3 girls assured me that they would take good care of Dan, still tied to our bed upstairs. What did that mean? Bill had me slip into a pair of my old tennis shoes, which sat on the floor of our little mud room next to the door to the garage. He snugged up the laces and tied my shoes. Bill's SUV was waiting in our garage, with its back open and the garage door closed. I was blindfolded and ballgagged, before Bill picked me up and laid me out in the back of his SUV. A clean, but old, quilted comforter was spread out on the floor of the back cargo area. I was placed on the comforter and covered with the blanket. Finally, they decided to tie my ankles together. I heard the garage door open and we were off to ???

I knew the streets of Lake Forest, Illinois quite well. Bill seemed to be taking the back roads and driving a circuitous route. After about 20 minutes, we pulled off the paved road and onto a washboard gravel road. A few minutes later, we pulled off the gravel road and stopped. Someone got out of the car. After a couple minutes, the car moved forward a ways and stopped again. The rear end of the SUV opened. The blanket that had been covering me was removed and my ankles were untied. I sat at the edge of the SUV's cargo area, with my legs dangling over the edge, and my blindfold was removed. After I got used to the sunshine, Stan was there and helped me hop out of the SUV and stand. The SUV took off and I had my 1st chance to look around. I was standing on a dirt road near the gated entrance to a huge fenced wooded area. The fence was probably 10' high with barbed wire atop it. The sliding gate was closed and locked with a heavy chain and padlock. This had to be someone's private forest land. Even if I got untied and loose, I could never climb over the fence. That is, if I wanted to get loose, which I didn't. Stan told me to walk in the direction that the car took. I guessed that the walking was to get me turned on more, because I had my biggest vibrator up my twat and a tight crotchrope holding it in.

The road split into 3 branches and the car took the left fork. I could see it up ahead maybe a quarter mile away. My ass does this sexy little wiggle, when I walk on any uneven surface, like the dirt road that I was on. With the bunny tail butt plug sticking out of my asshole, my wiggle was exaggerated even more. By the time I got to the SUV, the bulge in Stan's shorts was so huge that he made no attempt to hide it or tuck his cock off to one side. The others were waiting for us. They had unloaded 2 coolers, the duffle bag, with the rest of the bondage equipment, and they had wrapped and tied my old blanket around the trunk of this huge tree that must have been 30"-36" in diameter. My crotchrope was untied and removed, and my vibrator taken out, turned off and stowed away. My wrists were untied, and I was allowed to stretch and limber up for a couple moments only. Rob and Stan each grabbed one of my arms, raised it over my head and bent it backwards around the blanket covered tree trunk, while Bill tied my wrists behind the tree as close together as he could get them. My ankles were tied in the same manner and I could barely move any of my limbs. My 36C breasts were provocatively pushed out there, and with my somewhat bowed body, my pussy hung out there for the taking. Stan had gotten really turned on, during the walk to the tree, and he couldn't wait to get his clothes off fast enough. He entered me with ease, and he fucked me hard, using an upright thrust that tended to lift my whole body upward onto my toes, with each upward thrust. That vibrator had been buzzing inside me for probably an hour. It really got me worked up, and because I hadn't had an orgasm yet that day, I was really horny. I screamed into my ballgag, when I came a couple minutes before Stan. He continued to fuck me, while my spasms racked my body, and eventually came.

The 1st thing that Rob did was to take off my ballgag. He kissed me and made out with me for several minutes, before he slipped his big thick cock deep inside my cunt. He practically fucked me into the tree. With every long stroke, he slammed me into the tree and I felt my bunny tail butt plug and his prick meeting through my vaginal walls. As both of us were building our orgasms to a crashing simultaneous climax, Rob captured my mouth and smothered my orgasm, with a deep long kiss. Bill suggested that Rob and Stan set up the equipment for my next event at "Camp #3." They left with their coolers and duffle bag, and Bill and I were alone. He started kissing me, and there was a lot of tongue action and lip locked clenches. He took his time and seemed to ignore any time schedule the guys might have planned for me. Bill swirled his tongue around the inside of my ears and sucked my ear lobes. He kissed his way down to my breasts. Bill told me to brace myself, because he was going to remove my nipple clamps. I did. When the first clamp came off, he immediately began sucking my nipples and rubbing my areolas. That really helped, as the blood surged back into my long clamped nips Now Bill had my mouth, breasts and pussy to play with. He slipped one arm, between my back and the tree, and drew us close. His mouth went back and forth between my mouth and nipples. Just one finger, from his other hand, played with my pussy. That single finger overwhelmed my pussy. He could have teased, tortured and tormented my pussy for an hour, for all I knew, because I couldn't catch my breath and was becoming delirious from those oh so good sensations that flooded my brain.

His finger was fucking me, and then it rubbed my pussy lips. Sometimes it circled my clit, and sometimes it just barely rubbed my clit. I couldn't take much more, and Bill wasn't going to let me come. "GOD DAMN IT Bill," I panted out, "FINISH ME OFF!" Bill replied, "What do you say, Jennifer?" Then, the fucker held the back of my head, with his left hand, while the middle finger continued to tease my pussy, and he drew me into a long kiss, so that I couldn't answer. By then, I could have climbed that damn tree! When he finally broke the kiss, I desperately begged Bill, "PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE BILL MAKE ME COME, MAKE ME COME HARD!" I guess those were the magic words, because in less than a minute I screamed and shuddered and convulsed into my own little private orgasmic world. I was so into my inner self that I didn't even notice that Bill had slipped his huge cock into my hot box. He almost fucked me up that tree, When we came together, I was sure who groaned and moaned the loudest or longest.

Bill released me from the tree and untied the blanket that did a barely adequate job in shielding my body's back side from the tree's bark. Bill tied my wrists behind my back and carried the blanket, as he guided me through the woods. We wound our way around trees and clumps of shrubs, and eventually came to the 1st clearing, camp #1. What I noticed first were 4 huge 10'-15' long wooden benches set in an irregular square around a long deserted campfire pit, which still had a ring of stones. The benches were made from logs as thick as the tree That I had just been tied to, except that each of these logs had been sawn in half, undoubtedly at a lumber mill, and sanded smooth and varnished. These half round logs or now benches were bolted into notched tree stumps. The clearing had been seeded in grass, which was mowed, except for inside the fire ring. The result was a thick lush lawn that would rival any golf course. Bill and I continued making our way through more woods, across a dirt road and into more woods, until we came to another clearing, probably the old camp #2. Camp #2 was virtually identical to Camp #1, except that the grass was much sparser due to excess shade. Bill and I continued walking through more woods, across another dirt road and through some more woods, until we burst into the clearing of Camp #3. Stan and Rob were sitting on a bench waiting for us, with the 2 coolers and duffle bag.

Stan and Rob took me about 15' into the woods, where 2 small trees stood about 10' apart in the middle of a small clearing. They tied my ankles spread about 3-1/2' apart to the bases of the 2 small trees. Bill had gotten a 2 liter bottle of water and a towel out of one of the coolers. My pussy was mighty wet and sticky, from my own pussy juices being smeared around and from 3 screwings worth of cum, which was still oozing out of my cunt and running down my legs. Bill washed my pussy and upper legs, with what I would describe as room temperature bottled water, and then dried me off. That closed my pussy slit. One cooler was set in front of me, and the 2nd cooler sat open within reach of it. I could see inside, and saw no ice cubes or ice packs in it. Instead, I saw towels, various bottles, boxes, cans and the like. Rob forced my mouth open, while Bill buckled the ballgag firmly behind my teeth. Bill sat on one cooler right in front of me. He took a box from the other cooler, opened it and took out a battery powered hair trimming shears. I didn't move a muscle, as Bill cut off my pussy hair, from my pubis mons, along the sides of my pussy lips and my perineum. Bill stood up and went around behind me. Rob bent me over and Stan plucked out my bunny tail butt plug and spread my ass cheeks. In less than a minute, Bill had clipped the hair along my ass crack. I was allowed to stand upright again. All my pussy hair had been sheared off to a uniform 1/4" length. Now it was going to get a little intimidating for me.

From the cooler, Bill took a can of aerosol shaving cream. He squirted and spread it all over the areas that he had just sheared. From the cooler, he took a Lady Remington single blade safety razor. Besides not moving a muscle, I didn't even dare to breathe. Bill shaved me like a pro. He must use a bladed razor to shave his face every morning. When he finished with my pussy area and wiped off the excess shaving cream, I was as smooth and bare as the day I was born. After that, I relaxed for the shaving of my ass crack. The guys bent me over and held my ass cheeks open. Bill applied the shaving cream and after a few strokes of the Lady Remington, I had the equivalent of a Brazilian bikini wax job. My pussy and ass crack were thoroughly washed, with the bottled water and dried off. Bill took a small bottle of Aloe lotion and rubbed it into the places that he had just shaved. This would prevent any itching that I might experience. Then, things picked up and moved fast. My wrists were still tied behind my back and my legs were tied as far apart as they ever had been. The 3 guys took turns sitting on the cooler in front of me and ate out my freshly shaved pussy. It was a good thing that I was wearing a ballgag, because I would have screamed so loud that I would have scared away all the wildlife for who knew how far away. It was this whole experience out here in the woods that seemed to have gotten to me. I came for each of them at least twice. I was so lost in coming and coming and coming, with multiple orgasms, that I felt that I was back to my old nymphomaniac self.

"TAKE HER TO THE STUMP," Bill bellowed. My ankles were untied, and Rob and Stan marched me over to the other side of Camp #3 and about 20' into the woods. There stood a large diameter sawed off tree stump that stood about as high as my navel. While Stan and Rob untied my wrists and re-tied them in a reverse double hammerlock, Bill brought the cooler, with the towels, bottles and other stuff, plus the blanket. He folded the blanket several times and placed it over the top of the tree stump. Bill, as their leader, at least explained things to me that they were using for sanitary precautions. Bill bent me over the blanket cushioned tree stump and my bunny ears, which I had been wearing since back at my house, fell off and was thrown in the cooler. Bill lubed my asshole and his dick, with a water based lube. I think it was K-Y brand. He nudged his stiff cock's head right into my shit hole. When he pushed, it felt like he was drilling a new hole in my ass. Eventually, he broke through and his cock was in my enema cleansed virgin colon. I screamed into my ballgag, from the initial pain, and thought that I'd pass out. As he began to slowly move in and out, the only feelings that I had were in my anus and sphincter. I think there are few, if any, nerves in the colon, but Bill's cock was in there anyway, as he fucked my asshole deeper and deeper and faster and faster. I did eventually get used to the pummeling of my asshole, and even started to feel an orgasm coming on, when Bill came. I did feel his cock contracting, as he disgorged his hot load of cum into my colon.

Bill pulled out. It seemed that everyone had their own colored towel. Bill washed my ass crack with bottled water and anti-bacterial soap, and dried it off. Then he used a cotton ball and rubbed dis-infecting isopropyl alcohol (common rubbing alcohol) all over my ass crack. It all went quite smoothly. As Bill went off to disinfect his cock, Stan thrust his lubed cock into my colon. I think my sphincter had become accustomed to the invasion, because it only hurt a little. Stan fucked my ass fast and non-stop, until he came deep in my colon. I confess that I did have a little orgasm just before he came. Then, we went through the whole disinfecting rigmarole again, and Rob's lubed cock was in my colon. He fucked me slowly using only short thrusts, and mainly kept his cock moving in my anus and sphincter. GOD DAMN, I came well before Rob. Yessiree, it was a genuine groaning body shaking orgasm, and I came once more, when Rob did. If there was a secret to ass fucking, that was it. After I was disinfected, Bill shoved my bunny tail butt plug back in. I was stood up, and I walked around a bit. Other than feeling exhilarated, I felt no different and didn't hurt anywhere. I was walked through the bushes and around the trees, until we stopped right under a sturdy horizontal branch at the edge of Camp #2. Someone brought the duffle bag of bondage equipment. I knew immediately that they were going to string me up.

My wrists were already twisted and tied behind my back in a reverse double hammerlock. My ballgag was removed. My ankles were buckled into the heavy duty padded leather cuffs, with an attached "D" ring. My 36C breasts were tied at their base, and scrunched together and tied again, with the excess rope being tied behind my neck, while Rob held my tits up. My globular swollen titties just touched, and hung at least 2" higher than normal. Long ropes were tied to my ankle cuff's "D" rings. My 9" X 2" vibrator was taken out of the duffle bag. It was turned on high and shoved all the way into my cunt, and was followed by an extra tight crotchrope. Bill picked me up, and Rob and Stan hauled on the ropes. Up, up, I went, until my head was at blowjob height, and the ropes were tied off. One after the other, Bill and Stan and Rob fucked my mouth, and I swallowed all their cum. As they held my head and fucked my mouth, my swollen and reddening titties bounced against their bellies. I had a stomach and ass full of cum. What made it worse was that while one of them fucked my mouth, the other 2 of them spanked my ass in stages. That is, they spanked my ass, until it reached a certain shade of red. When it was over, my ass burned like it was on fire and was beet red in color. To compound matters, I was coming and coming at will, and they decided to hold a little contest. Everyone shot for 30 seconds. They held my head still, with my lips inhis pubic hair and his cock deep in my throat, and counted seconds off aloud, while they commanded me to suck hard and harder. After they hit 30 seconds, they pounded my mouth, until they came. I had to stop sucking, during Stan's BJ, because I had a HELL of an orgasm, but during it, his cock remained buried in my throat and he kept counting.

When it was over, they left me hanging there, with my vibrator still buzzing on high in my love box. Stan and Rob headed for Camp #1. I saw Bill go back to Camp #3 and get the cooler that they all sat on, when they ate my pussy. He walked by me and headed for Camp #1. I heard hammering, like someone pounding on metal, coming from Camp #1. Two orgasms later, they all returned and got me down. Everything was untied and taken off or out of me. When they finished, my wrists were still tied behind my back in the reverse double hammerlock, and the ankle cuffs were still buckled on my legs. We all headed for Camp #1, with Bill carrying the duffle bag full of bondage equipment and toys. When we arrived, I saw 4 pieces of metal pipe strategically pounded into the rich lustrous green turf. Bill had me sit down in the middle of the array of pipes. He had me lie back flat on my back, with my 36C tits pointing up to the sky. Not quite satisfied, he had me sit up and repositioned me about a foot. I knew they were going to tie me spread-eagle and fuck me there, but I got a surprise, lunch!

While Stan and Rob spread my legs and tied my ankles to 2 of the pipes, Bill gave me a choice of chicken salad, turkey or roast beef sandwiches. I loved Sally's chicken salad and chose that. From the cooler, with ice packs in it, Bill pulled out my sandwich and a beer, from a 12 pack of cold cans. I, also, chose a banana and a chocolate covered fiber bar. They had to feed me, while I sat there with my legs tied wide open. Bill fed me the sandwich and Rob was ready with my beer, while Stan sat ready with the rest of my lunch and rubbed my legs up to my pussy. GOD, they were ALL going to fuck me, when I finished eating. I finished my sandwich and about 3/4 of my can of beer. Bill fed me the peeled banana first and then the fiber bar. With a final sip of beer, my wrists were untied, and padded leather wrist cuffs were buckled on me. I was indeed tied spread-eagle on the cool lush grass that felt so good on my well spanked ass. I thought that I really looked hot and sexy, with my white flawless skin against the dark green background of the thick grass. I arched my back and stretched. The guys sat on their large half-round bench and ate their lunches.

Stan finished his lunch first. He straddled my head and stuck his prick in my mouth. He made me suck him, until he was hard. Then, he moved around and straddled me. He used his fingers to open up my cunt, before he entered me. He lowered himself and put about half his weight on me. He kissed me hard and long, and sank his cock all the way inside me. I bucked my hips and met his every thrust, as he fucked me into the ground. Stan smothered my scream, with one final kiss, and we came together. By then Rob and Bill had finished their lunches, but Rob approached me first. I was ready to go, but Rob needed a little hardening up. Again, my face was straddled and I was sucking another prick to get it hard. Rob straddled my thighs for a few minutes and sucked and pinched my nipples, before he entered me. I really wanted Rob to fuck me long and slow. Well, we started out doing it that way. I was able to control the speed and frequency of Rob's thrusts into me, for awhile that is, and it felt wonderful. But at some point, maybe 15 minutes into it, Rob lost control and he started pounding my pussy as fast as he could, in a desperate race to come. I kept up with him as best that I could, but he was really pummeling the Hell out of my pussy. We did come within a minute of each other, and Rob collapsed on me.

Bill needed no hardening up, and my love tunnel was wet and ready and would probably accept a Mack truck. He kissed me as we screwed like monkeys. He slipped one hand between our bodies and rubbed my clit, without interrupting our rhythm, making me cry out and unexpectedly come. Bill continued his relentless pummeling of my pussy. No ballgag prevented me from screaming my lungs out, when I came again, but Bill still kept pounding away at me. I caught back up with his rhythm, and arched my back and bucked my hips. Bill finally came, and I followed right behind him, with my 3rd orgasm. I had been ravaged and was as weak as a newborn kitten. Bill withdrew and joined his other 2 cohorts on the blanket covered bench. As my senses returned to normal, I thought that from what I had seen so far in these woods, that this little patch of lush green grass was the most wonderful place to get screwed outdoors. I gradually settled down and regained my senses. My 3 kidnapers were calmly sitting on the bench having a 2nd cold beer from the cooler. I watched, as they passed around a bottle of pills, and each of them took one. When they were ready, they came for me. They untied my legs and wrists from the 4 pipes, and left all my padded leather cuffs on my limbs. The 4 pieces of rope were used to re-tie me in another position.

I was laid out on my back on top of the blanket covered huge half-round wooden bench. My cuffed wrists were bent under the bench and tied together, using about 2' of one rope, because my wrists and arms weren't long enough to meet under the log. The 2nd rope was tightly wound around my waist and the bench at my waist, keeping me pretty much from moving around. The final 2 ropes were used to frog-tie my legs. The ropes were tied to the "D" ring of my ankle cuffs and wound around my upper thighs. Finally, Bill ballgagged me and then asked if I was ready to come some more. I vigorously nodded my head, YES! Bill knelt by my pussy and spread my thighs as far open as they would go, and held them that way. Rob and Stan knelt on either side of me, stationed by my breasts. Bill licked and kissed and sucked on my inner thighs, perineum, pussy slit, pussy lips, and love hole, but barely touched my clit, with his tongue. Either Rob or Stan wielded my vibrator, and the other one used his hands, fingers and mouth, while one of them buzzed my areolas and nipples. They would switch positions about every 10-15 minutes. the point was that they played with my most sensitive parts, BUT THEY WOULDN'T LET ME COME! I tried to close my legs, only to have them tied open. I whimpered into my gag, but my pitiful pleas were ignored. I trried to beg into my ballgag, but my words were unintelligible. I was inbad shape, unable to communicate and desperate to come.

When it was again Bill's turn to lick and tease my pussy, he took my vibrator from Rob, revved it all the way up to its fastest setting and jammed it into my love tunnel. You have never seen a more relieved girl. After 30-45 minutes of constant teasing and stimulation, from those 3 bastards, I was going to get to come. I knew that I would come, because Bill was fucking me, with my own vibrator, as fast as he could. I came rather quickly for Bill, and screamed into my ballgag, but he did not stop. Bill told me that he was going to make me come for Rob and Stan too. Three spectacular orgasms later, I lay quivering and spent. My pussy and my well abused nipples tingled. They took all my bindings off, and still I could not move, because it seemed that my orgasmic spasms just would not stop. Our little respite for lunch, and the guys got to rest their pricks, while they just finished playing with me, laid out on the bench, should have set them up for a sex filled afternoon, not to mention whatever pill each of them took. My arms were twisted behind my back and my wrists tied in the reverse double hammer lock position. Bill walked me through the woods and bushes from Camp #1over to Camp #2, while Rob and Stan took the bondage duffle and the cooler containing the ass fucking supplies.

Camp #2 was the one with the thin grass, but it also had the most nearby trees suitable for tying me up. This thin and sparse grass was interspersed with patches of dirt and ground up old leaves scattered about, when the grass was mowed. Bill pushed me down to my knees in the midst of the messy debris on the ground, although everything was dry. None of the 3 guys seemed to be in any hurry, as they held tightly onto my ponytail, during the blowjobs that I gave to each of them. I got to lick their scrotums and suck their individual testicles and ball sacs. I took each of them deep into my throat, but they all pulled back a few inches near the end, and I wound up sucking their cocks and having them come in my mouth. After I swallowed the last drop of cum, from the last guy, they got me to my feet by pulling my ponytail. Bill tied a vibrator-less double crotchrope on me. With this type of crotchrope, the first 2 strands of rope are threaded through the pussy slit, and normally hold in a vibrator. The 2nd 2 strands of rope go on the outside of the pussy lips and cause considerable consternation, as well as rub and pinch the pussy lips. My old leather collar was resurrected from the duffle bag and buckled around my neck. A 5;-6; leash was tied to one of the collar's "D" rings, and we were off.

Bill led me through the bushes and around the trees in Camp #2. We crossedthe the dirt road into the territory of Camp #1. We got through the bushes and around the trees, and emerged in Camp 1's clearing, where I was staked out and fucked by all of them well over 2 hours ago, and where the cooler, with the beer in it, sat on the ground. Rob and Stan decided to stay and have another beer, while Bill and I forged ahead on our forced march. We plowed our way through the rest of Camp #1, past the huge tree that I was tied to and fucked, when we 1st came to these woods and into the dirt road by the SUV. Bill sauntered and pulled me, by my leash and collar towards the front gate. I quickly caught up to Bill, because he seemed to be walking very slowly. I asked him, "Are you guys going to screw me, when we get back?" "Maybe," he replied! When I heard that answer, I knew that was their plan, and inwardly thanked God, because I thought that I was overdue for a good fucking. It was then that I noticed that Bill's cock was pretty hard, and to goad him a little, I asked, "What are you going to do with Mr. Stiffy there?" "It looks like it's a little uncomfortable." "You could take me anywhere along this road, and no one will know." I got in front of Bill and he let go of my leash. I had my perfected ass wiggle going good, as I walked, and it was accentuated more, with the double crotchrope chaffing my pussy lips and stimulating my clit.

We reached the padlocked gate and Bill spun me around, backed me into the wire gate, and grabbed my tits. He crushed his mouth against mine. I opened my lips and let his tongue in to first taste, and then completely ravage my mouth. Pretty soon after that, we were making out like love starved teenie boppers. I had no idea where we were, and worried that a car could come along that road, just outside the fence. While we made out, Bill's hands were quite busy. He squeezed my breasts and rolled and pinched my nipples. When we came up for air, Bill bent down and suckled my nipples, while I looked left and right for a good place to get laid. When Bill had his fill of my nips, I nodded towards a small patch of grass to my right. Bill dragged me through a few bushes, whipped off my double crotchrope and had me on my back in the midst of a small patch of 6"-8" thick un-mown grass right along the Cyclone fence. His Mr. Stiffy was now a fully erect raging cock and he was deep inside me, before I could get settled. I wrapped my legs around Bill's hips, as we pounded away at each other for perhaps only 5 minutes, before we each had colossal orgasms. It was a hit and run quickie. Bill got me to my feet and noticed that some of his cum was oozing out of my twat and running down my leg. He grabbed a handful of leaves off of some nearby bush and wiped me clean. My double crotchrope was re-tied on me, and soon Bill and I were walking back to the Camp, where all three guys were going to fuck me. We headed back and took the middle fork of the dirt road, which was closest to Camp #2. As we approached our destination, Bill gave out a big whistle and yelled that we were back and approaching Camp #2.

Bill took off my leash and collar. He found and area, which was mostly made up of ground leaves, grass, and some dirt areas. My double crotchrope was removed, but my wrists were still tied behind my back in a reverse double hammerlock. He laid me out on the ground and had me spread my legs open, to await the arrival of Stan and Rob. I think Rob, who went 1st, was surprised, when he didn't have to use his fingers to open me up. I was surprised that Bill had recovered so fast and was able to fuck me into the ground. Anyway, all 3 of the guys took me and fucked me good. When they finished with me, they helped me to my feet. I was filthy, especially my upper arms and ass. It was fortunate that the guys kept my hair out of the dirt, but their knees were as dirty as my butt. They buckled padded leather cuffs on my wrists and ankles. Ropes were tied to the "D' rings of my wrist cuffs, and I was led about 20' into the woods. We stopped under a horizontal branch of what I thought was an oak tree. The ropes were thrown over the branch, and Rob and Stan pulled me up, until I was just standing on my toes. Ropes were tied to the "D" rings of my ankle cuffs. Bill spun me 90 degrees, while Stan and Rob tied my ankles to the bases of 2 nearby small trees. Of course, my legs were spread amd my feet were raised off the ground. Bill got a towel out of the cooler and made a half-ass attempt to rub the dirt off of me. That didn't work. So, he had to resort to using the bottled water, and even some of the anti-bacterial soap, because that was the only soap available, and washed my arms, back, ass, legs and everywhere he could find dirt on me . He left me to air dry, while Rob started working on me.

I was suspended, with my feet only inches off the ground. All 3 of them fucked me, with my own vibrator. On top of that, each added something to my personage. Rob ballgagged me to shut me up. Bill sucked my nipples and put clamps on them. Finally, Stan firmly perched my bunny ears atop my head, after tightening the metal head and temple bands. Bill and Rob loosened the ropes holding me suspended, and my feet slowly slid to the ground, but my legs were still held spread open by the ropes tied to the trees on either side of me. The "D" rings of my padded leather wrist cuffs were fastened together behind my back and my wrists wound up bound palm-to-palm. Bill told me that Dan, and the 3 girls would be joining us in a while, but first each of the guys were going to fuck me in both holes back there. He gave me a choice of where I wanted it first. I had a choice, but no escape. I chose the least desirable, fucking my ass hole, just to get it out of the way. Bill and Rob pulled on my wrist ropes, which raised my arms and bent me over at the waist, until I was at the perfect angle for these guys to ram their cocks up my asshole. My legs remained tied spread apart in their original spread position.

It wasn't as bad as the first time. It didn't hurt as much and moved along smoothly. Each guy still had to lube his dick and my asshole, before he fucked me. Then he had to wash and disinfect his cock and my ass crack, before the next guy could start the ritual all over again. Their cocks went in a little easier, but I still didn't feel any sensations or thrills, from the ends of their cocks, when they were buried in my enema cleansed colon. However, the nerves in my anus and sphincter were alive and well. I guess that you can't break a guy from thrusting, with long and hard strokes, but they did learn, from my gagged responses, that I was responding, when their pricks passed across and through my anus and rectal sphincter. I guess that we reached and unsaid agreement. The guys got to pound the shit out of my asshole, but when they were ready to let loose, they used short strokes, back and forth across and through my anus and sphincter. In that way, we both were able to come and have pretty good orgasms. Bill took my forgotten white soft bunny tail butt plug, and shoved it in my butt hole and seated it. When we finished, I had 3 more orgasms chalked up in my column.

Bill loosened and then pulled the ropes tied to my wrist cuffs, until I was bent over at the waist in the full strappado position, ready to get fucked doggie-style. I still was gagged and wore nipple clamps, plus the bunny tale butt plug intruder was still sticking out of my butt hole. I had to suck Stan's and Rob's cocks, before they went around behind me and fucked me doggie-style. OH MAN that felt good. My pendulous breasts hung down, and despite the nipple clamps I wore, each of them leaned over my back and gave my titties a good workout, while fucking me. They were slow and thorough; bringing me closer and closer to coming, before backing off and slowing down. I sensed that they were stalling the inevitable, but neither of them could keep it up for long. Eventually, each of them had to give in to their primal needs and urges, and speeded up, until we smashed into one of the better orgasms that I felt we experienced together. I looked around for Bill. He was on the other side of the campsite talking on a cellphone. When he finished, he came over to me and announced that my hubby, Dan, and the girls would be arriving in 20-30 minutes. I had to work a bit to suck Bill's cock, until he was hard and ready to fuck me. He entered me from behind and fucked me hard and fast. When we both came, he said, looking at his watch, "We have time to do it again!" So, we did it again at a more leisurely pace. When we finished, Bill was anxious to have me presented, to Dan and the girls, tied up really well and looking hot for them.

My face was washed clean. He straightened my bunny ears and fluffed up my bunny tail butt plug. Considering that I was already wearing nipple clamps, I'm not sure what possessed Bill to also tie the base of my breasts. My boobs were instantly transformed into firm globular spheres of flesh. The excess rope was tied behind my back, as if I was wearing a strapless string bikini. I was tied and bent over at the waist in the strappado position, and waited. The guys all sat on one of the half round log benches, drinking beers and waiting.

The waiting for Dan to arrive became unbearable. They should have been here long ago, but maybe they got lost. Eventually, I heard a vehicle pull in to my left, on the 2nd fork of the roads. I got a glimpse of it through the trees and bushes. It was a black SUV and I didn't know whose car it was. A few minutes later Sally, Yvette and Virginia led my Dan into the clearing. He was naked, with his wrists secured behind his back with padded leather cuffs. They led Dan by a rope leash tied around his balls and penis, leaving him with a permanent hardon. The group walked around me noticing my current state of bondage. I'm sure Dan noticed my newly shaved pussy and my bunny tail butt plug, which were new additions to my sexual repertoire. The group walked behind me, and without even removing the rope that was tied around Dam's balls and the base of his dick, they shoved his big cock into my twat. By spanking Dan's ass, the girls made Dan fuck me. I came and Dan ejaculated, but nothing came out. I heard Dan groan and felt his cock twitching inside me, but his cum was prevented from coming out. Yvette consulted with Bill, just out of my ear shot. When they were finished, Bill adjusted the rope that forced me to bend over so that I was in the perfect position to get my ass fucked. Rob brought over and opens the cooler that contained the ass fucking supplies. Everyone knew what was coming next. Dan's cock/ball torture rope was removed by Virginia, while Yvette yanked my cottony bunny tail butt plug from my ass. Sally lubed my asshole and Dan's prick. Virginia was able to get a good hold of Dan's large cock, and positioned it at the entrance to my asshole. She shoved his hard dick past my sphincter, and let Dan go to town on me.

A freed Dan, except for his wrists being cuffed behind his back, had far too much fun fucking me back there. I suspected that he would want to fuck me up the ass at his soonest opportunity at home. When Dan finally came, it felt like he spurted a whole days worth of cum into my colon. I had no idea what those 3 kinky girls had done to Dan for most of the entire day. We went through the whole anti-bacterial soap and isopropyl alcohol process, with Yvette doing my ass and Virginia doing Dan's cock. Yvette re-inserted my bunny tail butt plug in my ass and removed my ballgag. Sally had folded and spread one of our blankets over one of the 1/2 round wooden benches, with some of the blanket hanging over one end of the bench. The girls released me by unbuckling all of the padded leather cuffs from my wrists and ankles. The cuffs and their attached ropes were left for the guys to pack in their duffle bag of equipment they brought with them. From that point on, they switched over and were using the bondage equipment in the duffle bag they brought. Sally shoved someone's 8" X 2" vibrator up my love tunnel, andsecured it with a crotchrope.. The girls quickly laid me out on the blanket covered wooden 1/2 round bench, with my head hanging down over the edge of the log. The vibrator ran on low, as they tied me to the log. My wrists were tied under the log. They tied me to the log at my waist, thighs and ankles. Over the next hour or so, I had to eat out the 3 girl's pussies and give blowjobs to all 3 guys, although each guy also took the time to fuck his wife on one of the 2 unoccupied wooden benches.

When I finished, I was untied, released and helped to stand up. The vibrator, still buzzing away on low, was left in my twat. Sally tied my wrists behind my back in a double reverse hammer lock. The 3 girls led me through the bushes and around the trees, to their SUV. The back end of the SUV was opened up. I was ballgagged, blindfolded, and my ankles were tied together. The 3 girls lifted me and rolled me onto a heavy blanket, that they had used for Dan, and covered me with my blanket that I was just tied on. The back end of the SUV was closed up. I assumed that all 3 girls had gotten into the car, and away we went. I had no idea when I would see Dan again. We drove around for awhile, taking many turns, and I had no idea where we were and where we were going, because the vibrator in my twat was giving me fits. Eventually, we pulled into a driveway. I felt the SUV going over a drive way apron, and heard a garage door open and close. The girls rolled me out and untied my ankles. Still blindfolded and ballgagged, they marched me down a long hall and into a room, where my ballgag, blindfold, crotchrope and vibrator, and tennis shoes were removed. We were in either Virginia's or Yvette's bedroom, but I didn't know which, because I had never been there before and each had been recently remodeled. In the bathroom, I got to pee. It had been a long day and I was beginning to worry about peeing myself. The double shower was not large enough to accommodate all 4 of us.

I was put in the shower, and one at a time each of the girls joined me. I was actually a filthy mess from being tied up all day and spending a lot of time on the ground. Sally showered, with me 1st, and soaped up and rinsed herself off, and then she washed and rinsed my hair twice. Virginia replaced Sally. After she showered, she washed and rinsed me front and back, from my face down to my navel area. Finally, Yvette joined me, showered and then washed and rinsed me, from my navel area down to my dirty feet, including my pussy and ass crack. Of course, before each girl left the shower, I had to get down on my knees and eat out each of their pussies. Only when Yvette and I got out of the shower were my wrists untied and I was left to finish my hair and toilette. I took care and finished my hair with a blow dryer, brush and a little hair spray, and put it up in a high ponytail. There was several body lotions set out on the sink top. I selected a lightly floral scented lotion and rubbed it into my skin all over. I needed to brush my teeth, but there were no guest toothbrushes. I settled for using the toothpaste on the sink. I used my forefinger to run over my teeth as best as I could and followed that by swishing my mouth out with mouth wash.

When everyone was naked and ready, they took me to the kitchen, where I smelled delicious baked beans that had probably been simmering away in a crock pot all day. They tied me to one of the kitchen chairs and someone would have to feed me my dinner. Yvette grilled marinated butterflied pork chops on the stove top grille. Besides the pork chops and baked beans, we had home made coleslaw and plenty of wine for dinner. Sally and Virginia sat on either side of me and cut and fed me my dinner. For dessert, there was Chicago's own Eli's turtle cheesecake and coffee. I was starved and had a whole slice fed to me. When dinner was finished, The girl's helped Yvette clean up the kitchen and put things away. It was evident that Rob and Yvette had newly remodeled and updated their entire house, from what I had seen. I was released and they took me down a long hall to a door that led to the basement. When we got down in the basement, Yvette unlocked and opened a metal door, saying, "Welcome to my new playroom!" "We will be adding more equipment and furniture in the future." The 1st thing I saw, in the middle of a room that was probably the size of half of their basement, was a huge 12'circular red Naugahyde covered bed. Behind that, against the rear wall, was a red and white painted wooden cross. I thought they were called St. Andrew's Crosses. In the near right corner was a beautiful king sized canopied 4 poster bed. Unfortunately, it did not go with the new décor in their house. As we moved toward the cross, we passed by a rack and a pillory.

The cross had buckles everywhere. They backed me up to the cross and buckled me into the cross in a standing spread eagle position. My arms were stretched against the upper arms of the cross and buckled at my wrist, forearm, above my elbows, and at my armpits. My legs had to be spread wide to buckle me to the cross at my ankles, calves, above my knees, and right below my pussy. Finally, one 3" wide leather strap was tightly buckled around my waist. I was firmly attached to the cross. What I hadn't noticed was a hole in the floor right below my pussy. Yvette went into a wall mounted cabinet and produced 2 telescoping sections of PVC telescoping pipe, with a monstrous 2" X at least 12" multi-speed vibrator. There was no way that entire fucker was going all the way into my love canal. Myy pussy was closed up tight, but I knew it wouldn't be for long. Yvette used her fingers to open me up. Gradually, the monster vibrator was shoved up my twat, by Yvette, while it ran at low speed. It stopped with at least 9: of the phallus inside me. It did not hit my cervix. Finally, Yvette exposed my clit by pulling my hood back and flicking my clit, with her fingers. She skillfully affixed a clit clamp on my most sensitive awakened appendage. A string of glass beads hung from the clit clamp only for ornamental purposes. I had to stand there mounted to the cross, and kept right on the edge, by the monstrous vibrator and clit clamp, while I watched the other 3 girls having their own private 3 way. One girl had her wrists tied behind her back and laid down on the circular red bed. One of the other girls ate out her pussy, while the 3rd girl straddled her face and got her pussy eaten out.

After their 1st round, Virginia came over to me on the cross, ballgagged me and turned up the speed of my vibrator to nearly maximum. I was left to have orgasms, while the girls went back to playing their 3 way. Since I was on the edge already, it didn't take me long to come. My muffled screams went unheard and I was totally ignored. I kept coming about every 10 minutes. When the girls finished their 2nd and 3rd rounds, they decided to sit in a sort of circle and finger fuck each other. Yvette and Virginia hauled Sally over to the pillory and clamped her head and arms in the holes of the yoke. Sally stood motionless with her 36D titties hanging down and her ass sticking out. It took a bit of time for the girls to unbuckle all the straps and release me from the cross, after my clit clamp and vibrator were removed. Padded leather cuffs, with heavy duty "D" rings, were buckled on all 4 of my limbs. What I had not noticed before was an overhead cable and pulley system that was attached to a geared crank mounted to the wall. A large clamp, at the end of a strong steel cable, was pulled down from the 8' ceiling via 2 pulleys. The clamp captured the 2 "D" rings of my padded wrist cuffs. Yvette moved to the wall and began cranking the wall mounted spool of cable. The cable was threaded through a pulley mounted to the ceiling overhead, through a 2nd pulley in the corner of the wall and ceiling, and down the wall to the spool. As Yvette cranked the geared system, my arms were raised in front of me. When my arms were stretched, so that my feet threatened to leave the floor, Virginia used a piece of rope to tie my ankle cuff's "D" rings together and fasten them to an iron ring. Yvette cranked me up, until I was only about 3" off the ground. Yet, I was suspended and stretched at the mercy of the girls.

Yvette took what turned out to be a suede flogger from the wall cabinet. She told me that this flogging would be my initiation to her playroom and that I would be their 1st guineapig. When she cracked it in the air, it scared the shit out of me. That thing could do some serious damage to my flawless skin. She flicked her wrist and the 1st blow landed right across my belly. I was surprised that it felt no worse than the early whacks of the numerous spankings that I had received. Yvette said, "

When we finish, your skin is going to be a healthy bright pinkish red color, and your body will become a tingling mass of wanting lusting nerves, many times the intensity of a simple spanking!" I couldn't move and had no way to evade the flogger. Yvette started at my neck and shoulders. She raised her arm, flicked her wrist forward, and kinda laid all 10-12 strands of suede onto my skin's surface. The 1-1/2"-2" strips of the relatively softer suede leather covered a pretty good sized area. Sure it stung, but not anymore than a good spanking. She quickly covered every inch of my skin from my neck and sides down to my navel, including my breasts and nipples. Generally, when she finished, the results were almost immediate. Yvette and I could both see that my flogged skin had turned to a fiery tingly reddish pink shade. There were a few small areas that got missed, and it was a simple matter for Yvette to go back and do a touch up job.

I received a few more blows on my hips and all around my pusssy. GOD DAMN, I was actually getting turned on. Three sharp upward strikes directly on my pussy made me come. Then, Yvette did the remainder of my front, right down to the tops of my feet. The difference in color between the front of my flogged body and un-flogged back was remarkable. All this time, Virginia had been playing and tormenting Sally, who was in the pillory. When I had a chance to look over there, Sally had a vibrator sticking out of her twat and Virginia was making out with Sally, while she pinched and pulled on her beautiful nipples. Virginia and Yvette traded places. While Yvette continued to play and torment Sally in the pillory, Virginia finished the flogging of my entire backside, from my neck down to my feet. She did spend an awful lot of time beating my ass, and a few upward blows, at the base of my ass crack, got through my legs and got my pussy. One or more of the suede strips caught my clit, and I screamed, mostly from the shock, but I did come again. Virginia and Yvette traded places and weapons. Virginia flogged Sally's protruding ass, while Yvette let me down, from the cable assembly, and removed all my bonds. The flogging was nothing like a massage, but yet it left me tingling all over and newly energized and invigorated. My ballgag was removed and I was tied spread-eagle on the humungous circular bed. By then, Yvette had reddened Sally's ass pretty good, and she and Virginia joined in at the bed. Yvette climbed on the bed and straddled my face. I had to eat her out, while the other 2 girls used the vibrator to tease my cunt and otherwise caressed and tormented everywhere on my body that they could gain access to. They traded places. As soon as I got one girl off, another hopped on my face. I guess that I did each of their pussies twice.

I was released and brought over to the far right back corner of the room. Something was hidden behind a curtain. Yvette pulled the curtain back and said, "Voilá!" It WAS A SYBIAN! If you don't know what a Sybian is, look it up on the Internet. I had been thinking of buying one, despite their high cost, before my parents died, although I really didn't have a good place for one in my home. In a few words, a Sybian is a female masturbation device. Basically, it is a saddle, which can sit on the floor, but it seems to be more commonly mounted on a sturdy sawhorse. The saddle has a hole in its center, from which protrudes a metal shaft, which vibrates and rotates according to the speed that a wired control box is set at. There is a motor and gear box below the saddle, which somehow controls the rate of rotation and vibration, depending on the setting of the control box. There were a number of attachments available that Yvette had mounted on the nearby wall in little leather saddle bags, along with a bottle of pussy lube. One of the attachments was a double phallus that would penetrate both the vagina and anus. Finally, there was an attachment that just slipped into a notch and its purpose was to vibrate the clitoris. The machine was already setup for me, and I couldn't wait to try it. A 7" plastic phallus was mounted on the steel shaft that was connected to the motor and gears. The clit stimulator was in place.

Yvette lubed the 7" phallus, and the girls helped me stick one foot in a stirrup, swing my leg and body over the saddle, and impale myself on the 7" penis phallus. A 3" wide leather strap was buckled over my thighs, and my feet were tied to the stirrups. A sturdy12" wide backboard was mounted on the sawhorse base, and it was leaning slightly forward of vertical. This was to insure that I leaned forward so that my clit cane in contact with the plastic clit vibrator mounted to the saddle. Narrower leather straps, buckled across the top of my breasts and over my waist, held me fast to the board. After a few more details were performed, I was ready to go. My wrists were tied around behind the 12" wide backboard. I was ballgagged, and a pair of those infernal tinkle bell clamps was affixed to my nipples. Yvette manned the control box. She did several tests at first. I knew that there was a RPM scale on the control box, but it was behind me and I couldn't see it.

She turned the dial up to some speed setting. The 7" penis phallus vibrated away and the phallus spun in my love box. In a matter of 2-3 minutes, I came. The 2nd time, Yvette made the machine go faster, and I came in about 1/2 the time. When I had caught my breath and come down, after my 2nd orgasm, Yvette cranked the dial even higher, and I came for the 3rd time in probably less than a minute. You must remember here that my inner twat had been abused and stimulated like never before, and my clit had been vibrated to the point that if you even looked at the red engorged appendage, I would probably come. Instead of turning the machine down, after I came again, Yvette turned it up to even go faster. I remember struggling constantly, the smiles on the other girl's faces, and coming constantly.

I woke up around 6:00 PM Sunday evening, at my house and, naked in my own bed, feeling wonderful and re-energized, like the whole Notre Dame football team had just fucked me, and I had no memory of how I got there!


Dan's Kidnapping

Hi, this is Dan here. Jennifer was back and regularly participating in our group bondage sex meetings, but she wasn't completely happy. She confided in me. I could understand that after the death of her parents, she was longing for those outrageous public spectacles that Bill and I made her and Sally go through. I met with Bill and Stan and Rob to try and come up with a solution. It turned out that Stan's family owned a 40 acre fenced woodlot that was formerly an old Girl Scout and Boy Scout primitive camp. One Saturday morning, we all went out and looked at the property in McHenry County. It was certainly secure and private and primitive. The trees were turn of the century old growth hardwoods, along with their younger volunteer seedlings and smaller woodland shrubs. There were 3 old dirt roads leading to 3 old campsites. All the remaining campsites still had their iron rings, designating the old fire pits. Around each firepit were 4 large long 1/2 round logs, that had to have been cut at a sawmill, and were still in excellent condition. Bill was the one who came up with the original idea of kidnapping Jennifer and taking her to the woods and fucking her silly all day. Under Bill's plan, I would be captured and left to be ravaged by the remaining wives, Sally, Yvette and Virginia. I left the details to the guys and told them to use their imaginations on how and what they would do with Jennifer. Their wives, of course, had to be brought in, and they were given carte blanch on what they would do with me.

It took about 3 weeks of planning and equipment acquisition, before everyone was ready. You probably won't appreciate this, but women get together and blab and gossip. I think that Jennifer had some inkling of what was up, but don't know who leaked to her. It was a beautiful Saturday morning. The night before I had snuck into Jennifer's address book and called Jennifer's secretary and told her that Jennifer would not be in for work the next day. We went to bed, but I was awake, before the alarm went off, but stayed there, until the alarm clock rang. When it did, Jennifer got up and went into the bathroom to pee, shower and do her hair. When I heard the shower water running, I got up and mounted my throne in the bathroom to pee and shit. I shaved, while Jennifer dried off and put her hair up in a ponytail. She donned her terrycloth robe and slippers, and went downstairs to fix breakfast. After I showered and dried off, I put on my robe and moccasins, and went down to breakfast. Before I sat down at the breakfast table, I unlocked and opened the back door, and looked outside. When I shut the door, I left it unlocked for the guys to get in. I still wasn't sure if Jennifer knew anything or not. I sat down opposite Jennifer at the 4 seat breakfast table and had OJ, coffee, sausage and pecan pancakes, while I read portions of the Chicago Tribune morning paper. I had a couple more pancakes, with syrup, and 2 more link sausages. I tried to act as nonchalant as possible. I asked Jennifer for more coffee, and then it happened. Three guys burst through the back door.

I, of course, ,knew they were Bill, Stan and Rob. Jennifer was in a corner of the kitchen counter getting the coffee carafe. Bill trapped her there, put the carafe of coffee back in the coffeemaker's cradle. He untied her robe and pulled it down her back and arms to fall harmlessly to the floor. He used a short piece of rope to tie Jennifer's wrists behind her back. Meanwhile, Stan and Rob accosted me and managed to get my robe off. As soon as Bill had Jennifer secure, he joined the ruckus around me. I gave the guys a good fake tussle and they managed to secure my wrists behind my back in a pair of padded leather cuffs. With Jennifer and I now helpless, Stan and Rob wrestled me up the stairs and into our bedroom. Bill followed, with Jennifer, and took her and a medium sized duffle bag, into our bathroom and shut the door. Bill and Rob put me on our bed, with a pillow under my head, ballgagged me, and tied my ankles to the bottom corner posts of the bed. After that was accomplished, Stan and Rob sat in the only 2 upholstered chairs in our bedroom. I was quite comfortable, but of course couldn't say anything. A short while later, Bill brought a bound Jennifer back out into the bedroom and forced her to kneel on a spot of the floor, where I would have a good view of the proceedings. Jennifer looked a little pale and I saw a butt plug sticking out of her asshole. She looked a little flushed. As far as I knew, this was the 1st time that her precious anal flower had been penetrated. I didn't know if Bill had simply shoved the butt plug up her asshole or had administered an enema to Jennifer.

There was a bit of hesitation at first, but Stan dropped his shorts and boxers to the floor, and Jennifer was forced to suck his cock. Jennifer did everything, including licking and sucking Stan's scrotum and individual testicles. When Stan came, and Jennifer had swallowed the last of Stan's come, Rob dropped his shorts and boxers, and Jennifer had sucked him off, much as she had done to Stan. Meanwhile, Bill rifled through our 2 bedside tables and found Jennifer's largest and newest 9" X 2" vibrator and took it. When Jennifer had swallowed Rob's come, Bill told Stan and Rob to go out in our driveway and switch SUVs around and get Bill's car into our garage. Then, he took Jennifer back into the bathroom, and again shut the door. When I heard the bathroom fans go on and the toilet being repeatedly flushed, I knew Jennifer had gotten an enema. A while later Bill and Jennifer emerged from the bathroom. Jennifer was quite a site. Her wrists had been re-tied behind her back in a reverse double hammerlock, and she sported a pair of clamps on her nipples. Her new 9" X 2" vibrator was obviously buried in her twat, because a tight crotchrope was tied on her. Jennifer looked really cute and hot, with a big furry white 4" bunny tail butt plug was stuck up her ass, and she wore a pair of bunny ears. Bill forced Jennifer to her knees and made her suck him off. I thought that he was particularly rough with Jennifer, as he held her head and slammed his cock into her mouth, until he came. When Jennifer finished and swallowed Bill's come, he went out in the hall and brought back and old blanket from the hall closet. He wrapped the blanket around Jennifer, and the 2 of them left the bedroom and descended the stairs.

Sometime later, I heard our garage door closing and footsteps clamored up the stairs. Yvette, Virginia and Sally entered my bedroom. Now I was at the mercy of 3 hot sex starved women. Yvette brought a small glass of OJ, and made me swallow 1/2 a Viagra pill from my prescription bottle, while the other 2 girls re-tied my ankles so that they were only about 1 foot apart. When that was accomplished, all 3 girls did a complete striptease at the foot of my bed. The girls took turns kissing and sucking the tip of my cock. When they finished, my flagpole was standing at full attention. Yvette went 1st. She straddled my groin, fingered herself and then eased her twat all the way down my 8-1/2" cock. She slowly let herself lean forward, with the aid of supporting arms, and settled her firm 39-40C tits on my chest. I wanted to get my hands on those big beautiful all natural boobs. She lifted her hands, to put all her weight on me, and her hands firmly held my head and gave me a long deep open mouthed wet kiss. While we kissed and made out, Yvette fucked me from the top, although I did an awful lot of thrusting from below, and maybe I fucked her. Anyway you look at it; we got it on and climaxed nearly simultaneously. Yvette was followed by Virginia, and her small sensitive breasts and long long muscular legs, and Sally and her 36D tits. We screwed and fucked and made out shamelessly, until everyone came.

In successive order, Yvette, Virginia and Sally sat on my face and made me eat them out. After eating the 3 girl's pussies, my cock had withered to a soft partially shriveled semblance of its former erect self. This gave Sally and Virginia the opportunity to apply, stretch and work a silicone cock ring all the way down to the base of my cock. Yvette again sucked my cock and easily got it fully erect. The cock ring did not budge and my cock was tightly restricted at its base and I worried if I would be able to come. Yvette squeezed a spot on the cock ring, and a tiny vibrator inside it began to vibrate. She mounted me and leaned forward, allowing the vibrating cock ring to stimulate her clit. She rode me cowgirl style, until she came. I came too, but I didn't really come. I felt myself come, and I felt my cock twitching, and I had the sensation that I was coming. However, no cum came out. The same phenomenon occurred when Virginia and Sally rode my cock cowgirl style. I had a shit load of backed up cum in my balls. My ankles were untied and they got me off the bed, and made me stand, with my legs spread. I didn't understand it, but the 3 girls did a little Rock, Paper, Scissors contest. It appeared that Virginia won, or maybe lost? First, Yvette got down on her knees in front of me and gave me a long slow blowjob. Again, when I came, no come came out. The same thing happened and no come came out. When Sally sucked me off, I came and felt that perhaps just a little cum came out in her mouth. I could feel the pressure in my balls, and desperately had to expel the cum that I manufactured. Despite the fact that my cock was hard as a rock, Sally and Yvette managed to get their fingernails under the vibrating cock ring and slowly took it off my cock, without too much pain.

I knew that I had quite a load of cum waiting to escape my balls, and Virginia, the apparent loser of the contest, was up to suck me off. She knelt and began sucking me off. I came almost immediately, mostly filling her mouth with hot cum, which she had to swallow. After she swallowed my original ejaculation, I told her that I had more. Virginia forged on and took me deep into her throat several times, and sucked me hard. I came again and shot the rest of my come right down her throat. The girls decided to take me downstairs to our living room, where I could eat their pussies, while they tied each other up. Virginia and Yvette steadied me, as we descended the stairs to the living room, while Sally followed us carrying their bag of bondage equipment. Sally decided to keep their general original order in tact and assigned Yvette to the small 2 cushion sofa. She tied Yvette's wrists behind her back and sat her on the edge of the sofa and leaned her back. Then, she tied her ankles spread extra wide apart to the corner legs of the sofa. She said, "Look at that pussy gaping wide open and waiting for your tongue." "Now get your face in there and finish her off in 10 minutes, because we have to leave soon." They had me kneeling on the floor in the center of the room, with my wrists still handcuffed behind my back, and I had to crawl on my knees to get to Yvette's pussy. While I was crawling, Sally gave me a little assist by fingering Yvette's pussy, until I approached. When I got to Yvette, I kinda fell against Yvette, and landed with my face in her magnificent 40C tits, and my belly against her now wet and ready pussy, thanks to Sally. Those 40C boobs just called out to me, so I paused to lick and suck Yvette's nipples.

Yvette was easy prey, and I made short work of her. I spent only about 5 minutes of my allotted time kissing and licking and sucking her pussy lips. I teased her clit, until Sally said impatiently, "C'mon, c'mon, finish her off , because we have to leave. I teased her clit, with my tongue, for as long as I thought Sally would let me get away with it. Then, I sucked and nibbled on Yvette's clit, giving her 2 rapid fire orgasms. When I finished and turned around, Sally had Virginia ready for me. She was on the 3 cushion sofa, across the room from me, and I had to crawl on my knees to get to her. At about 6'0", Virginia had those well toned long long legs. Instead of her ankles being tied spread to the front legs of the sofa; they were tied straight out on the cushions, at nearly a 180 degree angle, and roped around the side of the sofa and tied to the rear legs of the sofa. I had never seen anything like it. Virginia's legs were within an inch or two of doing the full splits. Virginia had the biggest pussy that I had ever seen. Everything was open and wet and ready for me, thanks to Sally. Maybe Sally's earlier orders of a quick finish were supposed to carryover to Virginia, but I ignored them. I licked and kissed each of Virginia's long long legs, from the inner side, just above her knees, right up to her perineum.

Sally seemed to be flitting around the house looking for something, while Yvette bent over the back of the sofa, where Virginia was tied and played with her A/B breasts and kissed her constantly. I licked and sucked Virginia's perineum. Then, I sucked and nibbled on her reddening pussy lips, but her gaping pussy hole called to me. My tongue easily slipped deep inside. I probed around inside her cunt and felt every inner surface of Virginia's vagina. Lo and behold I felt that unmistakable slight raised slightly rough small patch of skin. I had played with Virginia in our group swinger's bondage sex games during past weekends, and I had never found Virginia's g-spot. I knew it would be wet and messy, and you have read Jennifer's thoughts on the subject in previous stories, but I forged ahead. I rubbed Virginia's g-spot several times, with the tip of my tongue, and she squirted mostly in my mouth. I swallowed what I could and rest hit me in the face and dribbled down my chest. Certainly, Virginia was mor startled than I was. I moved on to her clit. I sucked it, until she squealed and came. Since Sally was nowhere to be seen, I nibbled on her clit for and even louder sounding orgasm. Sally came back, apparently with everything she had been searching for, and dumped everything on the floor by me. My ankles were tied together, and I had been left there in the middle of the living room floor. Virginia had been released, and all 3 girls went back up to my bedroom to put on their clothes and fix their faces and hair.

When, finally, they came down, my ankles were untied and my old tennis shoes were laced on my feet, which replaced my original moccasins. Up and on my feet, my unlined trenchcoat was draped over my shoulders. It was adjusted and buttoned and belted, and I was taken to the front door. Sally left Jennifer's and my duffle bag of ropes and toys, because she had her own at home, but she did carry a folded blanket. The 4 of us walked nonchalantly the 3 houses down to Sally's, without incident and we did not see anyone, though it seemed odd that my legs were bare under my knee length trench coat. WE entered into the house through the garage side door. My trenchcoat was removed in the semi-darkened garage, and Sally put it and the blanket in a black SUV that was parked in the garage. Then, we were in Sally's kitchen. I was taken down to Sally's cellar. For the 1st time in about 4 hours, I was released from the padded leather wrist cuffs. However, I was tied naked and spread-eagle between the posts and beams by all 3 of them. Since it was Sally's house, she seemed to have the honor of sucking my cock as hard as a rock and as long as it got. Yvette and Virginia placed and held a giant vibrator against my dick and wound a piece of rope around both my prick and the vibrator, along the underside of my member, from its tip to its base, with the excess buried in my balls, and tied off. The rope wrap was tight enough to be firm, but not so tight that it prevented me from coming, as I found out a little while later. The vibrator was turned on high, and the girls left me to go upstairs and get lunch ready.

My wait was not too long, though the vibrator along my cock and poked into my balls was overcoming any resistance or self respect that I had. I lost it and sprayed my come 2'-3' across the concrete basement floor. About 10 minutes later, as another orgasm built in my balls, a naked Yvette came down the stairs. She said nothing about my "accident" and took the rope and vibrator off my cock. It was still hard as ever. I was tied in a standing spread-eagle and since I was tied up, I assumed that I was the kidnapped victim. Yvette grabbed my cock and stuck it right up her cunt. My legs were spread and we were at the perfect height for Yvette to have my cock go deep inside her. She put her arms around my neck and captured my lips in an inescapable endless kiss. We kissed and fucked until we both came, and I did not forget the feel of Yvette's 40C tits crushed against my chest. The tall Virginia came down the stairs next, while Yvette retreated back upstairs. All Virginia had to do was to spread her long long legs somewhat in order for my cock to reach the deepest inner depths of her vagina. Otherwise, Virginia's arms were around my neck and we kissed throughout Virginia's slow sensuous fucking. Finally, it was Sally's turn. Of course over time, I had screwed her much more than the others. We were a perfect fit and no height adjustments were required, when she slipped my cock inside her. She took the time to lick and suck and pinch my nipples. I appreciated the feel of her 36D tits crushed against my little turned on nipples and pecs. I'm certain that we had the best makeout session, of the 3, while she fucked me standing up, TWICE! Sally had to hold onto me and then get her wind and composure back, while bent over leaning, with her hands on her knees, before she released me.

Sally buckled my wrists behind my back in the padded leather cuffs and helped me up the stairs into her kitchen. I was put in a chair at her 4 chair kitchen table, with that ever dangerous Yvette sitting next to me. My ankles were simply tied together and I was offered a choice of beverages. After seeing what was for lunch, I chose Coke, which came with a straw. Yvette would have to feed me the rest of my lunch. The girls spent considerable time in preparing lunch and it looked like what one might get at a fancy women's luncheon restaurant. I had a plate of arranged crust less finger sandwiches containing egg salad, chicken salad or crab salad. My fruit plate contained sections of seedless oranges, apples and pears. There was my Coke and straw plus a small glass of water and a Viagra prescription bottle. Yvette made sure that I swallowed the 1/2 Viagra pill that she placed on my tongue. Then she fed me the fruit with a fork and the sandwiches by hand. I sipped a little Coke, as I needed it, by myself through the straw. Yvette fed her self and me using just one hand, because all during lunch, she used her other hand to play with and tease my balls under the table. When I finished 8 delicious finger sandwiches and all my fruit, I was served a generous slice of homemade lemon meringue pie. Yvette grabbed my plate and fork. She stood, swung a leg over me and sat on my lap, impaling her twat on my huge boner, which she had created. Yvette felt wonderful, warm, wet and tight, with my cock buried deep inside her. She fed me the lemon meringue pie a forkful at a time, from my plate held under my chin.

When I finished my pie I looked pointedly at the clock in the kitchen and pointed out that it was nearly 2:00 PM. This sent Sally and Virginia scurrying to clean up the kitchen, because we were supposed to "rescue" my kidnapped wife, Jennifer, by 5:00. I took this opportunity to softly tell Yvette that I needed to take a leak. Yvette, who had yet to get off my flagpole, reluctantly got off, untied my ankles and took me down the hall to Sally's downstairs 1/2 bath, and crowded in with me. First, she put down the toilet seat. Apparently Bill or some other guy used that toilet last. I guess she didn't trust the accuracy of my hose. I sat down, spread my legs, and Yvette held my cock gently, with her fingers to be sure that my gushing stream of piss stayed in the toilet bowl. When I finished, she shook off those few extra drops of urine that us guys never seem to fully expel. I stood up and she wiped my cock with a few sheets of TP and flushed everything. Then she took a washrag and washed my cock, followed by drying it off with a hand towel. For a grown man, it was embarrassing and humiliating. I thought that maybe the girls would be sucking me off next. I could understand that any women would not want to encounter the taste of piss, when sucking me off, just as I would not want to encounter the taste of female piss, if I were eating her pussy.

Yvonne led me back down the hall, grasping and diddling my cock, especially my sensitive glans. We swerved into Sally's dining room. I guess Sally and Virginia had cleaned up the kitchen and were waiting for us. Sally already had some experience during one of Jennifer's and Sally's adventures, when they tied up Bill's and my cock and balls. Sally had a length of heavy twine. She tightly wrapped it, first, around the base of my penis, then around each of my testicles, and finally once more around the base of my cock, before knotting it on top of my now raging boner. Virginia's hands were tied behind her back and she simply bent over Sally's infamous dining room table, where we had had so much fun with Jennifer on previous occasions. I needed no further orders. I shoved my dick into her love tunnel and fucked her doggie-style. I had full nerve sensations in my cock, as I plunged in and out of her love hole, especially in my penis's glans. When the friction built up to where I came, my cock contracted and twitched, but no semen was ejaculated. I had the same experience, when I fucked Yvette and Sally, but all the girls came and at least groaned or screamed. My balls had manufactured a considerable amount of come, which was just lingering in my scrotum waiting to escape. The girls all seemed a little paranoid about something down there turning blue and getting damaged, but all looked good so far.

Since Sally was the last to be fucked and she was still tied up, the other 2 girls decided that she should be the recipient of my cum reservoir. They got Sally up on the dining room table on her back, and pulled her towards the edge, until her head hung down over the end of the table. Virginia untied the twine that was tied around my balls and cock. Yvette brought me around to the head of the table and presented Sally with my cock. I had no idea how badly I needed to come. I shoved my cock about1/2 way into Sally's mouth, and Sally began to suck. Within minutes, I came for my first orgasm, without ever getting my cock down her throat. I came with such force that my 1st load of gism oozed out of her mouth and ran all over her face. I paused for a moment to allow Sally to swallow the cum that was in her mouth. Sally again took me in her mouth, all the way this time. In only a few minutes, Sally finished me off and swallowed the rest of my cum. We were still on the clock, with a 5:00 PM goal to rescue Jennifer. Sally was helped off the table, but her wrists were not untied. Sally and I were helped upstairs and into my bedroom, where it all started early this morning. I was put on the bed on my back, with my head on a pillow. My ankles weren't even tied, but my wrists remained behind my back in padded leather wrist cuffs. I had taken my Viagra with lunch and had a lot of staying power left in me. As just a little touchup, Virginia bent over me and sucked me hard again. Yvette and Virginia got the still bound Sally up on the bed, and helped her straddle me and impaled her love tunnel on my cock.

She fucked me cowgirl style like she was riding a bucking bull. It was a good thing that the 2 girls were there to hang onto Sally's arms. After Sally came, the girls moved Sally up to straddle my mouth. After she had settled in, they untied her wrists, and Virginia took her turn straddling my cock and fucking me cowgirl style. When I made Sally come, with some nifty sucking and tongue work, She climbed off my face, and went into the bathroom, presumably to shower and then get dressed, for it was nearing the time that we should be leaving to rescue Jennifer. Virginia fucked me and got her pussy eaten, she was followed by Yvette. After she fucked me, I finished Yvette off, wit 2 enormous orgasms. I laid there bound on the bed, until Sally and Virginia showed up fully dressed and made up for afternoons in public. They got me up, took off my tennis shoes and freed me of all constraints. I was sent, unbound, into the bathroom for a good shower. When I got into the bathroom, Yvonne was still in the shower, so I took the time to pee and brush my teeth. When Yvette emerged from the shower, she saw me there, naked, unbound and waiting for the shower. Never one to miss out on an opportunity, Yvette, still soaking wet, dropped to her knees on the bathmat and proceeded to suck my limp dick off. I let Yvonne do me at her own pace, without interfering, and didn't care what the other girls might be thinking. When I came, it was one of the best BJs that I had received all day.

Yvette dried off, did her hair and makeup, and left the bathroom, while I had my shower. I had a lot of gunk and pusssy juices and my own cum to wash off. When I finished and dried myself, I went back into my bedroom. The girls were waiting for me. They rebound my wrists behind my back, with the padded leather wrist cuffs, and put my old tennis shoes back on my feet. We all headed downstairs, through the house and into the garage. They buttoned me in my trenchcoat, opened the rear of the black SUV and sat me down. I was blindfolded and ballgagged and they tied my ankles together. I was sorta pushed and rolled back onto a comforter, in a prone position, and they covered me up with the blanket that came from my house. The back end of the SUV was closed. A moment later I heard the girls pile into the car and the engine start. We were off to ???, to rescue Jennifer. It seemed to me that we drove around forever, making many turns, while I had to listen to the girls speculate on what their husbands had done to my Jennifer. Eventually we pulled off the road and stopped. Someone got out of the car for a minute, the SUV pulled forward a little ways, and the girl, who had apparently gotten out of the car, got back in, and the car moved forward for a little ways and stopped. I heard the girls get out and the tailgate opened. I was uncovered and mostly dragged out of the back end of the SUV and helped to stand up on the ground.

My ankles were untied and my trenchcoat was removed. I still couldn't see or speak. One of the girls seriously licked and sucked my cock to get me really hard and stiff. I was getting so that I thought I could tell the subtle differences in each girl's techniques, and if I were to bet on it, I would have bet that it was Yvette. Next, someone, I'd have bet Sally, only because we'd had a longer sexual history, wrapped a rope twice around the base of my penis, once around each of my testicles, and finished her rope work by tying it all off at the top base of my cock. However, she used the regular 1/2" soft cotton rope that we use for any tying, rather than the thinner twine that had been used on me, earlier in the day. My ballgag was removed, which felt good, but my sleepmask blindfold remained on. Evidently, when my cock and balls were tied, enough rope was left to form a leash, because I was tugged forward and pulled by my jewels. I kinda zigzagged as I went, and occasionally felt leaves and branches, from various sized bushes, brush against my body. We stopped and my blindfold was removed. As I took in my environment, I saw that we were in a wooded clearing, with and old campfire ring in its center. I saw Jennifer's 3 kidnappers sitting on a bench drinking beer. The benches were unique in that they were about 10' long and made from 1/2 rounds of huge 30"-36" tree trunks that had been sawn in half lengthwise. There were 4 of these benches notched into tree stumps and arranged around the old campfire ring.

Then, I looked off to my right and saw Jennifer! She was tied to a horizontal branch in the strappado position. She had on her bunny ears, which she left our bedroom wearing that morning. She, also, had the fluffy white bunny tail butt plug in her ass. I wondered how many times those guys had ass fucked her. We walked around my ballgagged wife. Her breasts were tied and formed beautiful perfect globes dangling from her nearly horizontal mid-section, caused by the position that she was tied in. Finally, I noticed that she wore nipple clamps, and her pussy had been shaved clean. She really looked hot and fuckable. During Jennifer's dark days after her parent's death, she let her body go, and I was pleased to see her bare pussy. Sally took me up to Jennifer's rear end and shoved my cock right up her love canal. It really felt good in there. However, to insure that I fucked her good and hard, Virginia and Yvette stood behind me and intermittently spanked my butt. Jennifer and I came twice, but, of course, no semen came out of my cock. When I came, all that happened was that my dick convulsed and twitched, without expelling any cum.

Bill got off the bench that he was sitting on and came over to adjust the rope, that held Jennifer in the strappado position, and put her in a little more upright position for a good ass fucking. Bill brought over the cooler containing what would be needed. One of the girls lubed Jennifer's butt hole, while another lubed my dick. That rope that tied and restricted my balls and cock performance was untied and removed. My cock was grabbed and shoved up Jennifer's sphincter, and I was left to experiment and fuck my wife's ass. I pushed on, well up into Jennifer's colon. Since she had an enema that morning, I assumed that what my cock was plowing through, was the other guy's cum, deposited earlier in the day. I fucked my wife deep and hard, but got nowhere, either in building my own orgasm, or getting any real reaction from Jennifer. I found her anus and sphincter really tight, and the only place that seemed to hold promise for a good orgasm. I concentrated on using short thrusts in that area, and Jennifer responded, and so did I. We eventually came, and I dumped a pretty good load in her colon, but I really didn't care all that much for ass fucking, and would have to discuss it with Jennifer. Yvette and Virginia seemed to know about the cleaning ritual, after an ass fucking. One of them cleaned and disinfected my cock and balls, while the other took care of Jennifer's ass crack and hole. We were released after we were cleaned up.

The girls took Jennifer over to one of the benches, tied a crotchrope on her, with a vibrator inside her, and tied her down, with her head hanging over one end of the log. The 3 girls stripped off their clothes, and it seemed that the girls were taking over. They tied me down to another one of the benches, with my cock sticking straight up. For at least the next hour, many things went on at the same time. Jennifer was sucking off the guys and eating the girl's pussies. All 3 girls, at some point, took their husbands over to an unoccupied bench and fucked them. Finally, each of my kidnapping girl's climbed on top of me, made out with me, and gave me a farewell fuck. When it was finally over, I was released and Jennifer was released only enough to walk over to the girl's SUV. They claimed Jennifer, and said they'd return her by the following night. I guess us guys were outsmarted, because the rules we setup did not cover the next day, Sunday. Fortunately, my trenchcoat was sitting on the back seat of the girl's car. I snatched it and put it on, while the girls were getting dressed. The girls loaded my naked and bound Jennifer into the back of their SUV and peeled outta there. The guys loaded up all their coolers and gear into the back of Bill's SUV, and we left, locking the gate behind us.

Bill drove us to my house. All the guys took a shower in one of our bathrooms, most definitely not together. They had worn their clothes for no more than about an 1-1/2 hours that day, otherwise they were neatly folded in the SUV, so they re-dressed in their same clothes, while I wore similar clean clothes, after my shower. Bill drove all of us to a nearby sports bar, where our shorts were appropriate attire and we could get some dinner and talk and plot. During our dinner and the few beers we downed after dinner, they told me about what they had done to Jennifer, and where and how. Most things went off flawlessly, but a couple were a little awkward and didn't exactly come off as planned, and others needed complete revision. Each of us got our own personal key to the fenced woodland's front gate. I decided to go over to the woods and see if I could come up with some new or different positions to utilize the next time. Because I was the 1st male "kidnap victim, I got to choose who we would kidnap next. It didn't take me long to decide. Our next kidnapping victims would be Rob, for our wives, and YVETTE and her 39-40C tits and great body.