Introduction

Hi, this is Jennifer here. The Wife Swapping Bondage Sex Group's next scheduled snatching of Virginia and Stan was set for the 3rd Saturday in August. Five weeks prior to that date, Virginia flew out to California, where her favorite grandmother needed quadruple bypass surgery. After the operation and recovery, Virginia got her settled in an assisted living facility, where many of her friends resided. While in California, Virginia got a boob job and a little face lift. You may remember Virginia as a tall willowy redhead, with alabaster skin and A/B tits. When she returned to Lake Forest, she had a perfect pair of 36C implants and her face had been fixed a little so that her cheekbones were more prominent. Virginia returned home about a week before her scheduled kidnapping. The only reason that Sally and I knew anything about it was that Virginia came into our shops to buy and be fitted for practically a whole new wardrobe. Sally and I promised not to tell a soul, and we didn't. but there was no doubt that the surgery had transformed Virginia into a much more attractive and desirable woman.

This Saturday my Dan, Bill, and Rob would smatch Virginia, tie her up, take her to the woods and do what they want with her, for the day. Normally, the wives, Sally, Yvette and me would kidnap and have Virginia's husband, Stan, to play with all day at any number of homes. Well, just for a change of pace and too liven things up a bit, the girls had decided to turn things around and let Stan have us all day.

Finally, Virginia, as the victim, decided early on to claim my Dan, Bill and Yvette for a night and a day of bondage sex and debauchery, and a couple meals out. Thus, on Friday night both Bill and my Dan had to pack garment bags with fitting clothes for the remainder of the weekend.


Virginia's Snatching

Hi, this is Dan. Saturday dawned a bright beautiful day. I arose fairly early and completed my manly functions, had a special hearty breakfast, and got dressed to leave. We wanted to get to Stan and Virginia's house around 8:00 AM. Sally made and packed our lunches the night before and I packed a garment bag, with 3 changes of clothes, not knowing where Virginia might want to eat out. At 7:45 AM Saturday morning, I packed the food cooler, my garment bag and my bondage equipment duffle bag into my car. I kissed Jennifer goodbye and said "Keep in touch." Three houses down my street, I pulled into Bill's driveway. Bill was waiting for me and hung up his garment bag next to mine in back, and stowed a 2nd bondage equipment duffle bag. We drove over to pickup Rob, our team leader. A gentle toot on my horn brought him out carrying the enema supplies, towels and other related supplies. A quick spin around the block brought us to Virginia and Stan's house. We parked on the side of the drive, got our supplies and snuck around back. The back door was unlocked and we burst in. Our timing couldn't have been better. Rob instructed me to get Virginia, whose pink panty covered butt was sticking out of the monster refrigerator. Stan was sitting at the kitchen table, drinking his coffee and reading the morning paper.

I startled Virginia, when I grabbed her and tied her wrists behind her back. Stan put up no resistance and his robe was quickly removed and his wrists tied behind his back too. There was something different about Virginia. I untied the shoulder straps on her pink nightie and let it fall to the floor, and I removed her ruffled pink panties. Bill was the first to exclaim that she had a boob job. Virginia was very proud of her new bigger tits, and each of us had a good feel, and she thrust her tits out for all of us to cop a good feel. We had all day to explore those new boobs. We took Stan and Virginia upstairs to their bedroom. Rob took the bound Virginia and the 2 bondage duffle bags into the bathroom to get her ready, while Bill and I tied the naked bound Stan to their bed. We left him for our wives who would be along before we left, with Virginia,, for a day in the woods. Just as we finished securing Stan, Rob asked me to step into the bathroom. I flipped my car keys to Bill, and asked him to find out where Stan's keys and the garage opener were, and to move the cars.

In the bathroom, rob was having trouble figuring out the enema bag. It was a Fleets, but a little different kind of bag, and Rob could not get the hose off. After examination, I determined that the hose did not separate from the bag. Instead, I discovered that there was a tiny difficult spring clip that held the hose on the nozzle end of the length of tubing. In addition, the on/off valve was a little knob, built into the ass nozzle that opened and shut the flow, with a simple quarter turn. While Rob mixed and filled the enema bag, I re-bound Virginia's arms. I twisted her arms behind her back and her wrists were up between her shoulder blades. I secured them with padded leather cuffs, suggesting to Rob that we might try, whenever possible, that we might use the padded cuffs on Virginia, because she was going out tonight, and we should avoid rope marks. Virginia gave me a grateful smile. Before I left the bathroom, I found and laid out for Rob; a vibrator and crotchrope, a rope for tying her boobs, bunny tail butt plug and bunny ears, and a ballgag for when the blowjobs were over. Bill was not back yet, so I pulled down my shorts and boxers, sat in a chair and began beating my pecker to get it ready for Virginia, who would be out in 5 minutes or less. I had a pretty good head start, when Rob brought Virginia out of the bathroom, with only her arms and boobs tied, which was how it should have been. Virginia knelt between my legs and went to work on me. I leaned back in my chair and let her do it anyway she wanted.

From the way I was sitting, Virginia could not get at my ball sac and nuts, but that was OK, because we had the rest of the day with her in the woods. Bill returned just as Virginia finished on me. He chose to stand and drop his shorts and drawers. Virginia had full access to all of Bill's parts. Bill got the works, but as she started taking him deep in her throat, the tickking clock reminded everyone the the approximate 30 minute time limit for full expulsion was getting close. He grabbed Virginia's head and fucked her mouth, until he camedown her throat. Rob took Virginia back into the bathroom for her evacuation, cleanup and preparation. Bill stayed to talk with Stan, while I began searching for some necessary items. I took Virginia's packed garment bag down to my car. In the front hall closet, I found a plastic raincoat and a black fabric raincoat in her size. I put the lightweight raincoat in my car in their garage. I stumbled onto Virginia's old sneakers behind some other junk on the mudroom floor. I took them back up to Virginia's bedroom. I asked Stan where I could find an old blanket, although I already had one. He thought I should look in the upstairs hall closet. I found a suitable old blanket and went back downstairs and put it in my car.

Back upstairs in Virginia's bedroom, I took the 2nd chair, talked with Bill and Stan, and waited. It was possible that Rob would take his blowjob in the bathroom. Eventually Rob emerged from the bathroom with a fully prepared and flushed Virginia. Besides being bound by the leather cuffs and having her boobs tied into spherical globes, she had a vibrator deep up her love tunnel secured by a tight crotchrope, nipple clamps, a bunny tail butt plug and bunny ears, plus a ballgag. We put Virginia's old sneakers on her feet, and we were ready to go. We said good luck to Stan, left him tied up on the bed and took Virginia downstairs. Jennifer, Sally and Yvette were in the kitchen drinking coffee and waiting to get at Stan. We detoured through the kitchen to let the girls get a look at the helpless Virginia, and to say our goodbyes to our wives. In the garage, we loaded Virginia into the back end of my SUV, tied her ankles together and took off for the woods. At the gate to the woods, I stopped. Rob jumped out and unlocked the gate and opened it. I pulled through and stopped, and Rob re-locked the gate. We got Virginia out of the back of my SUV and untied her ankles. Bill and I piled back into the car, while Rob led Virginia on the long tortuous walk to the fucking tree, as it had been dubbed, along with several other trees and landmarks. I pulled my car just past the fucking tree and parked it. Bill and I got undressed and waited for the others. When Rob and Virginia reached my car, Rob stopped to take off his clothes. I grabbed a blanket and some rope, and Bill and I followed. Rob took Virginia past the fucking tree, across the lush green grass in camp #1, and turned left and walked about 40' into the woods. We stopped at the base of an unusual 12" ash tree that grew at about a 45 degree angle. The tree was not uprooted, but had simply grown that way, and I had not previously discovered it.

Rob took Virginia's crotchrope off and Bill and I wrapped a blanket around the tree's trunk, and secured it with ropes. One of Virginia's cuffed wrists was temporarily freed. We backed her up to the tree, with her legs straddling the blanket covered tree trunk, and her legs spread, but standing normally on the ground. A doubled rope tied around Virginia's waist secured her to the tree, and also arched her back and forced out her pussy. Finally, her wrists were buckled into the padded leather cuffs behind the tree trunk. There was just enough room to get her freed wrist buckled back into its cuff. Rob went 1st and immediately removed the nipple clamps and sucked each nipple, until the pain had seemingly subsided, and then he fucked Virginia from an upright position, until they both came. Bill went next and his prick was as hard and ready as it would ever be. He easily entered her, and squeezed and played with Virginia's new36C tits, and gave her nipples a good diddling and sucking, before ever starting to screw her. Before they came, Virginia did a great deal of moaning and gasping, before culminating with one final orgasmic scream. When it was my turn, I immediately removed Virginia's ballgag. After working over and sucking her gorgeous new boobs and nipples, which were the same color as her sun bleached red hair, I leaned all my weight on her half prone body and entered her. I gave her a soft slow open mouthed kiss and soon we were making out like love starved teenie boppers. So consumed by our slow passionate kissing, that I'm sure that Virginia didn't fully realized that I was slowly and steadily boffing her. Her 1st orgasm snuck up on her with little warning. All of a sudden, she screamed into my mouth and came like gangbusters. I never let her come down. I grabbed her tits and fucked her hard and fast, until we both came and were gasping for every breath of air that we could take in.

Virginia was released from the leaning tree, and her wrists were re-buckled behind her back, and she was again ballgagged. I fetched the old blanket and Rob got the plain brown pillow. Rob brought Virginia to camp #1. After I spread the blanket over one of the extra large sawn and finished 1/2 round benches, Virginia was forced to kneel in almost a ball at the end of the bench, with her ass up in the air and her feet dangling over the end of the bench. Rob plucked her bunny tail butt plug out. She was bent way over and her head rested in the pillow. The ass fucking supply cooler sat nearby, and Rob lubed up her ass and his cock, and plunged right in. Rob was followed by Bill and then me. Of course everyone followed our safety and sanitary protocols to the letter. Everything was washed, with anti-bacterial soap, and disinfected with isopropyl alcohol, between ass fuckings. When it was my turn,, the previous 2 guys had loosened her up for me. I rammed my 8-1/2" cock all the way inside Virginia's colon amid my predecessors cum and who knows what else. The ballgagged Virginia tightened her sphincter and thrust back at me. In no time, I had spilled my seed far up into her colon. While Virginia was still in that position, Rob wet 1/2 of a small towel and washed the cum off, that was oozing out of Virginia's asshole and twat., and dried her off. It was a simple matter to flip Virginia over and lay her out. Rob tied her to the bench, with a double rope around her waist. Her pussy was right at the edge of the bench, and the pillow wound up under her butt. We took turns going down on her, while the 2 idle guys held her legs spread and upright in a "V" shape. We took our time and used our individual techniques. I'm certain that all of us made her come at least twice.

When my turn came, it was fortunate that the guys were holding Virginia's legs for me. I kissed and licked and sucked her perineum. Then, I grabbed and pulled her labia lips further apart. My tongue easily slipped into her gaping vagina. I tongue fucked her, and at the same time searched for anything resembling a g-spot. After 5-7 minutes, and a lot of moaning by Virginia, I thought that I had found her magic spot. I retreated and reconnoitered and kept her busy by sucking her pussy lips. My tongue dove back into her cunt, and I quickly found her g-spot. I ran my tongue over that raised and somewhat rougher area, and was rewarded with an anguished muffled scream and a face full of pussy juices. I let it all drip down my front and chest, and attacked her clit. A few licks, and some pretty good sucking on her engorged sweet spot, drove Virginia into a convulsive orgasm that never seemed to end. I cleaned up, and the guys let Virginia ride through the whole mind blowing experience, before letting her up. Next, Virginia was on her knees, on the lush patch of grass, with her wrists still cuffed behind her back between her shoulder blades. We made her give each of us a blowjob. We all made sure that we got the works. We let her start on us as she wanted, but made sure that Virginia licked and sucked our balls. I think that we all became impatient near the end, and wound up grabbing her head and fucking her mouth, until we came.

We were all going to move over to camp #3 for most of the rest of the day. Bill and I packed up everything and drove my car over to the 3rd road and camp #3. Rob got Virginia up on her feet, and with a long rope tied a double naked (no vibrator) crotchrope on her, with a leash. Rob slowly walked her the long slow way around to where Bill and I waited. Bill and I got into the lunch cooler, and were sipping a beer, when Rob and Virginia finally met up with us. Rob took off Virginia's tortuous crotchrope, and Bill and I fastened HD padded leather cuffs on Virginia's ankles, and then tied long heavy duty ropes to her ankle cuffs.. We were simply going to test what Virginia could endure over a moderate amount of time. I picked her up, and Rob and Bill threw her ankle cuff ropes over a branch and pulled, until she would hang freely upside down. They pulled the ropes, until Virginia was at a convenient height to work on her, and tied them off. Now, it was simply a matter of what we wanted to adorn/torture her with. An 8" X 2 " vibrator was buried in her twat and turned on high. Virginia was blindfolded and ballgagged. Her breasts were tied at their bases and her nipples were clamped. We left her there, keeping a frequent eye on her and watched her come, while we covered 2 of the 1/2 round benches, with folded blankets. We finished our beers and set out our lunches. Somewhere in the midst of this, we went back to Virginia, and spanked her fine ass to a raw red color.

When we finished our first beers, we got Virginia down. We took everything off and out, except her floppy bunny ears, which she miraculously still had on, her bunny tail butt plug, and we left her HD ankle cuffs buckled on. I walked her around a bit. . She wasn't at all dizzy, sick to her stomach or nauseous, but was hungry for lunch. I sat her down alone on one of the benches and brought her lunch. I passed around the bottle of soap. A 2 litre bottle of water and individual hand towels to cleanup for lunch. Actually everybody got thinly sliced rare roast beef piled high on a Kaiser Roll, with lettuce, mayo and Gray Poupon mustard. We each got a plastic cup of creamy cole slaw and a fork. For dessert we got a choice of juicy ripe plums, apples or bananas, and a tin of double chocolate cookies, with chopped pecans in the cookie and a chocolate fudge frosting on top. The men had a 2nd beer, while Virginia chose a can of Coke. We all got a Big Man napkin, which was quite adequate. Bill passed around his vial of Viagra, and we all took one for the afternoon. I walked over to my car and called Jennifer, using my cell phone. I told her that things were going a little slow under Rob's command, and that 5:00-5:15 would be the best time to arrive. When I returned to camp #3, the guys swigged the remainder of their 2nd beers, and we carefully cleaned up. Again Virginia's wrists were cuffed behind her back, with the padded leather cuffs, to protect her from rope marks.

We took Virginia back to the same tree, tied long ropes to her ankle cuffs, and hoisted her back up the tree; with her legs spread at least 3' apart. When we tied her off rather high off the ground, I think Virginia sensed what was coming. It was pussy shaving time. Rob wiped Virginia's pussy clean and dried it off. He did a fine and efficient job of shearing her pussy hairs and ass crack hairs down to stubble. Virginia must have spent a lot of time out in the sun, while she was out in California, because her pubic hairs were many shades darker than the hair on her head. Rob normally shaved with an electric razor, and asked Bill to soap up Virginia's pussy and shave her using the Lady Schick safety razor. Bill applied the foamy aerosol shaving cream. Bill deftly and swiftly returned Yvette's pussy and ass crack to the baby smoothness of the day she was born. When Bill had finished, Rob cleaned her up and dried her off. I rubbed aloe lotion into all of Virginia's newly shaved areas, to prevent itching. We lowered Virginia a bit, and each of us went down on her, trying out her newly shaved pussy to everyone's satisfaction, especially Virginia, who had many screaming orgasms. For whatever reason, Virginia's pussy nectar tasted even sweeter to me.

Since Virginia was already bound and hanging up there, we decided to adjust her hanging height and make her suck each of us off. Although we each let Virginia work on our cocks independently at her own pace, our lack of a good orgasm, since before lunch, had each of us grabbing her head, fucking her mouth and burying our cocks deep in Virginia's throat, until each of us came. Rob prepared "The Stump", while Bill and I got Virginia down. Her wrists remained tied behind her back. We made her kneel astride the stump, and her legs straddled the tree trunk stump. The long ropes that had held her up in the air, were pulled and stretched out at a 45 degree angle, and tied to nearby small trees. Virginia's pussy and stomach lay over the tree stump, cushioned by the pillow and several layers of folded blanket. I went last in the parade of ass fuckers, and already Virginia was calling for the guys to go deeper and faster. We should have put a ballgag in the butt slut's mouth. I entered Virginia's asshole and got as far in as my cock would go, but her colon was an endless tract. I pounded her into the tree stump, but Virginia kept chiding me to go deeper. Finally, I grabbed and spread her ass cheeks as far as I could, and that gained me another 1"-2" of depth. It took only another 2-3 minutes for both of us to succumb and have colossal orgasms. Of course, the necessary washing and disinfecting, to Virginia's butt and our cocks, was performed after every penetration. As with Virginia's 1st ass fucking, she seemed not to need any recovery period.

Bill and Rob released the long ropes that tied Virginia's legs to the trees. I sat Virginia on the cushioned stump, took off her leather padded handcuffs, and replaced them with individual heavy duty wrist cuffs, with another long rope attached to each cuff. Bill and Rob pulled and stretched Virginia's leg ropes and tied the ends as high in nearby tree trunks as they could reach. Her legs were spread at least at a 120 degree angle. They did the same with her arms. At the highest point they could reach in 2 other trees, Bill and Rob pulled and stretched their ropes. The more they pulled the higher Virginia rose, and when they finished, Virginia was stretched and spread in all 4 directions, and her butt barely brushed the pillow that she had been sitting on. This was a 1st for us. We could walk in between her spread legs and drill her.

As Virginia was suspended there hanging and stretched between 4 trees, Bill and Rob hammered her pussy. Her body jerked and lurched up and down and from side to side. In fact, she finally shook off her bunny ears. She was almost screaming constantly, so I ballgagged her to cut down a little on the noise. When my turn came, I stepped between her spread legs and ever so slowly slid my cock all the way inside her love canal, and stood motionless. I had long forgotten that her perfect 36C breasts were implants. There was so much of her body within reach that I wanted to play with. I reached behind me and caressed her legs, over her hips, over her waist and midriff to her breasts, where I squeezed and played with her breasts and tormented her nipples. You may have guessed that by now Virginia was a shaking, trembling, desperate woman, who was spewing unintelligible profanities or pleas into her ballgag. Slowly, I began pistoning in and out of her twat, driving her crazy. Virginia's head began to loll in a side to side motion, as if she couldn't believe what I was doing to her, and at the same time she began to buck to try and make me go faster. Eventually, I did pick up my pace, and at the same time began lightly rubbing her clit. A few minutes later, and with me fucking her as fast as I could, we succumbed, and had massive long lasting orgasms. I supported Virginia, with my arms under her thighs and the small of her back, while Bill and Rob released her from the trees.

Virginia sat on the pillow covered tree stump, awaiting the cuffs to be removed from her limbs, and I removed her ballgag. At that point, we took a 10 minute break allowing everyone to have a sip/gulp of their beverage of their choice. After that break, Virginia's wrists were cuffed crossed behind her back up between her shoulder blades, and she was blindfolded. We led her through the bushes out of camp #3, across the dirt road, through more bushes and into camp #2, which was aptly named the "dirt bowl," because the grass grew thin and the grass/dirt ratio was about 50/50. Rob picked a spot that was mostly dirt and made Virginia kneel. We crowded around her, in a tight semicircle. Rob grabbed her ponytail and shoved his cock into her mouth. After 5-7 thrusts, Rob pulled her ponytail, and his cock, out of Virginia's mouth, twisted her head, and shoved her mouth onto my cock. Virginia soon got the idea of what we were doing. Left and right and center, Virginia sucked our cocks, until all 3 of us guys had come down her throat.

Rob pushed Virginia onto her back and mounted her. Apparently, we were not going to take Virginia to camp #1, where the lush green grass grew and stakes were already in the ground. Instead Rob screwed Virginia into the dirt. Bill and I followed Rob, and left a quivering, totally fucked and spasming woman lying in the dirt. When Virginia had recovered, we got her up, brushed her off, took off her blindfold, removed the cuffs between her shoulder blades, and rebound her wrists in the same cuffs behind her back. We took her over to another nearby tree, with a suitable sturdy branch, tied a rope to her cuffs, threw the rope over the branch and pulled it tight, until Virginia was standing, with her legs spread wide apart, in the full strappado position.

While Rob boinked Virginia, from behind doggie-style, Virginia was forced to suck Bill's cock enough to keep him hard. While Bill boffed Virginia, I was getting my cock warmed up by Virginia's lovely mouth and lips. During my turn, I made Virginia spread her legs at least another 6" apart and drilled her cunt. I took advantage of my reach, bent over Virginia's back, and felt her up, played with her breasts, and turned her nipples into hard pointed bullets. With that accomplished, I grabbed Virginia's hips and pounded both of us into orgasmic oblivion. The 3 men were set to move Virginia to her final ordeal, when a gasping Virginia said, "Not so fast, guys!" Speaking to me, she said, "I've claimed you and Bill, and I want both of you to fuck me up the ass one more time." A claim was a claim, and we had to do it. The cooler containing the ass fucking supplies was already put away in my SUV. Rob got it out, while Bill and I adjusted Virginia's strappado position for the optimum ass fucking angle. Bill and I went through the whole rigmarole of washing and disinfecting our sex parts and Virginia's. As per Virginia's instructions, Bill and I fucked her asshole long and deep and hard. We cleaned her up and washed and disinfected her rear end, after Bill had finished, as well as cleaning all of our cum that was pouring out of her pussy from 6 previous fuckings.

We released a satisfied Virginia from her strappado tie, and immediately buckled her wrists crossed, behind her back, and up between her shoulder blades. We took her back to camp #3, and strung her up by her ankles. I went to my car and grabbed my cellphone, and set it nearby on top of the tree stump, in case Jennifer called. Bill and Rob had fun applying virtually everything they could to Virginia's body. A mammoth vibrator, turned on high, was shoved deep into her twat. They tied her tits at the bases and put clamps on her nipples. Finally, Virginia was blindfolded. She was going to have to suck us off, plus Stan, when he showed up, and eat out the 3 girls, who would be bringing Stan, before it would be over. Defiant to the end, Virginia said that she would do each of us 2 or 3 times but Rob shut her up by shoving his cock in her mouth. He buried his cock into Virginia's throat, and barely moved more than an inch the whole time, ordering her to keep sucking several times, until he came. I went next, and wouldn't you know it. Just as I was getting a good rhythm going fucking Virginia's mouth, my cellphone rang. I asked Bill to answer it, although I had to pause for a couple minutes, with my cock dumbly motionless in Virginia's mouth. Bill reported that the girls would arrive in about 10 minutes, and that they would take the 3rd road. I let Virginia finish me off, and told Bill to take his time. It wouldn't matter if he was getting sucked off, when the girls pulled up.

Rob and I cleaned ourselves up and got dressed, while Bill was on his 2nd orgasm. The girl's SUV pulled up. Jennifer, Sally and Yvette bailed out of the car. Sally immediately stripped off her clothes and presented her pussy for Virginia to eat out, leaving Jennifer and Yvette to get Stan out of the back end of the SUV. As expected, Stan was naked, with his wrists tied behind his back and a rope was tied around his penis and balls. They untied his ankles and brought him over to the hanging tree for his wife, Virginia, to suck him off. Just before Stan's cock was swallowed by Virginia, Jennifer freed his nuts and balls from his c-b-t rope. Though blindfolded, Virginia recognized Stan's cock immediately after she got it in her mouth, and gave her husband an extra special long thorough blowjob. When Virginia finally finished off Stan, Jennifer and Yvette had their turns at getting their pussies eaten out by their dear friend Virginia. I let Bill and Rob get Virginia down, untie her and remove every last stitch of bondage toys and equipment from her body, while I packed the coolers and bondage duffles in the back end of my SUV. By then everyone was dressed except Stan and Virginia, neither of which had any clothes. The rest of the girls had gotten dressed, and all 3 of them loaded Stan back in the rear of their SUV. After kissing our wives goodbye, Sally, Jennifer, and Rob took off, with Stan still tied up in the back of Sally's SUV.

I got the unbound Virginia into the lightweight raincoat that I had brought for her, and buckled her into the front passenger seat. Bill and Yvette, now clothed, sat in the back seat. After a quick policing of our play area, I got in my SUV and took off for Lake Forest. During the ride back, Virginia was praising all of us guys for the various experiences she had, Yvette got in enough to tell me that we were going to her house, and that we would be going out to dinner at the Villa Louise, a favorite place of her's. When we approached Yvette's house, she pulled her garage door opener out of Virginia's garment bag and raised the door for me. The 2 girls had planned this well, and it seemed they had thought of everything. The garage door closed behind us and everyone got out. Bill and I carried the bondage equipment duffle bags and garment bags upstairs, behind Virginia and Yvette, to Yvette's bedroom. Bill and I needed showers, butt we had really put Virginia through the wringer, and she really needed a shower more than anyone. Virginia immediately headed for the bathroom in Yvette's bedroom. Bill and I took over the next door bedroom. Bill went off to our bedroom to shower, while I waited while Yvette called for our reservation at the Villa Louise Restaurant and Night Club. After talking with her friendly Maitre De, Maurice, we had a 9:30 PM reservation for dinner.

It took about 30 minutes to drive to the restaurant, and the girls insisted on an hour of preparation. Yvette and I still needed quick showers, so that might leave Bill and me about an hour and a half to play with the girls, before they would shower, do their hair and otherwise glam up for the evening out. Yvette headed for the shower, and I grabbed Bill's and my garment bags and moved us into the bedroom next door for the weekend. I told Bill that we would have about 1-1/2 hours to play with the girls, while he dried himself off, and I suggested what we could do with them. Although my hair was still a little damp, I met everyone, who were naked like me, in Yvette's bedroom. We cuffed the girl's wrists behind their backs and made them kneel. We made them suck each of us off first. Then, we made Yvette lay on the edge of the bed. Virginia was forced to go down on Yvette. Bill held Yvette's legs apart, and I pushed Virginia's face into Yvette's pussy, and held it there, until Yvette came. The girl's roles were reversed for another female-female pussy eating. Finally, bill and I got Yvette up on the center of the bed on her back. We buckled individual cuffs on Yvette's ankles and attached long ropes to them. We put a pillow under her head. Each rope was pulled back and tied to the top front of the 4 poster bed. Once Yvette was secured, we took Virginia next door and tied her the same way to the bed in Bill's and my bedrooms. I left Bill with Virginia. He knew what to do.

I went back into Yvette's bedroom. Her legs were spread in a wide "V". Her butt was raised off the mattress and her juicy pussy was just waiting for whatever I was going to do. Yvette really liked this tie, when I did it about 5 weeks ago. Her pussy was elevated and staring me in the face, when I hopped on the bed. I speared my rod straight into er cunt and buried myself to the hilt in her warm wet welcoming love tunnel. The first time it was hard and fast and deep. Virginia kept up with my every plunge and thrust, moaning and groaning and whimpering and finally screaming as she neared her orgasm and came hard. I only had to shift positions slightly to be perfectly aligned to go down on her. Even though Yvette had not fully recovered from her previous orgasm, I started slowly and intended to give her the works. I started just above her knees, caressing and licking and kissing her legs and inner thighs, right down to her perineum. By the time I had finished, Yvette had recovered from her orgasm and was mewing and purring, from my stimulations. I licked and sucked her perineum, and did the same to her pussy lips. Ten minutes later, I was tongue fucking her sweet pussy. I thoroughly probed the interior of her vagina, but could not find any area resembling a g-spot, though they had appeared before. My tongue attacked her clit, and in 5 or 6 licks over that sensitive nubbin, Yvette let loose with and awesome scream and had another orgasm. I jumped on this going for a double, and sucked and nibbled on her clit, until Yvette went spiraling over the edge into another uncontrollable orgasm.

I hadn't swallowed a Viagra since lunch, but I thought that I had one more in me. I skewered Yvette's love canal and buried my cock all the way inside her, but didn't move. I kept and eye on the clock, and twitched a bit every fewminutes, or rocked my body against her clit. Meanwhile Yvette was going crazy. She wanted to fuck, but my weight prevented her from getting anything going. I leaned, several times, between her wide spread legs to suck and nibble her nipples. The clock was ticking, and Yvette had moved from moans and begs and desperate pleas, to more four letter word commands and threats. She had caused enough commotion under me to make me hard as a rock. I began to thrust, slowly at first, but picked up speed really fast. When I was pummeling her pussy at full speed, Yvette couldn't keep up. I thought that I would give her everything that I had in me, because I would not have to perform sexually, until we got back from dinner. I kept plowing her right through her 1st orgasm, and then a 2nd. I pulled out and released her taut legs as fast as I could, and then lay beside her, caressing her gently. Her orgasmic screams had echoed throughout her house, and I took a lot out of her. Yvette sniffled and sobbed a little, from the shear intense emotional trauma she had just been through. The box of Kleenex on the bedside table took care of the waterworks. After I released her cuffed wrists, Yvette cuddled up to me, put her arms around my neck, kissed me soundly and thoroughly, and thanked me for remembering how much she liked being tied that way.

Just before Yvette headed for the shower and an hour of preparation, she told me that she wanted to take her 2014 Cadillac out to dinner tonight and told me where to find the keys. I went next door, where Bill and Virginia were wrapping things up, and went in the bathroom for a quick shower. When I emerged, I told Bill that I'd be out front moving around some cars. I put on my shirt, tie, dress suit slacks and shoes. In the garage next to my car and under a dustcover, I found the spotless bright red 4 door Cadillac sedan. After some maneuvering among 3 cars, Stan's SUV was out in the street. My SUV was parked on the left side inside the garage, and the Cadillac was ready out in the driveway. My SUV had the coolers in back. I took the opportunity to dispose of all our garbage from our day in the woods, and the rest would be fine. Back upstairs, I put my matching suit coat on, and was summoned by Yvette into her bedroom closet. She must have had 6 different little black cocktail dresses in there, some strapless and some with spaghetti straps. She asked if I liked a particular one with a somewhat plunging neckline, though it was hard to judge on a hanger, but she laid it out on the bed to put on later. Bill was dressed in a navy blue suit and peacefully parked in one of 2 sitting chairs. The girls had finished their hair into intricate chignons at the nape of their necks, but there makeup had yet to be applied, and back into the bathroom they went. Bill and I patiently sat and waited.

At last the girls came out of the bathroom, with their war paint on and ready to get dressed. Yvette's g-string panties were black and Virginia's panties were red, with a matching red strapless pushup under wire bra. Yvette wore no bra, and I would soon learn why. First, however, the girls bent over the bed. Bill and I pulled down their panties, inserted 3" remote controlled egg vibrators deep up their love canals, packed their pussies with Kleenex and put them back together. Virginia stepped into a hot red strapless cocktail dress that was about 2" above her knees, and Bill had no trouble zipping her up and hooking her dress. When Yvette stepped into her black dress, with the cleavage cutout, I zipped it up about 3/4 of the way and had to pause. The dress had built-in cups. Yvette had to stop and make sure that each of her boobs rested properly in its cup and that everything was lined up and adjusted. Only then did I get the OK to finnish zipping her up and hook the top of the dress. The cutout plunge in her dress went as far south as 3/4 of her breasts, which, I thought, was still tasteful. Yvette was a real knockout! She slipped into 3" black heels. However, Virginia, because of her height, wore 1" red heels. Virginia had forgotten to bring her jewelry. Yvette came to the rescue, and let Virginia wear her cultured pearl necklace and some dangly ornate earrings. Yvette had a large black oval opal stone, surrounded by small rose diamonds, which she wore on a gold chain, as a necklace, although it could have been worn as a broach. Yvette wore matching opal and gold earrings. I think we were finally ready to go.

Bill and I escorted the girls downstairs and into the car. Yvette sat in front with me, while Bill and Virginia sat in the roomy back seat. During the drive to the Villa Louise, Virginia had to recount and finish her story about her adventure in the woods that afternoon, but Yvette effectively stopped her in her tracks by uttering those 3 magic words, "MAKE US COME!" Bill and I whipped out the remote controls for the 3" egg vibrators that each girl wore up her twat, and turned them on high. Yvette got one good orgasm, before I turned it off, but Bill kept Virginia's internal vibe going, until I announced that we would be at the restaurant in about10 minutes. I think Virginia's 3rd orgasm was abruptly aborted, when Bill turned off her vibrator. We pulled into the restaurant's covered portico. The uniformed attendants helped everyone out of the car, and I got my parking ticket, before our car was driven away. In the restaurant, Yvette waved down Maurice, who took us upstairs to the balcony overlooking the dining room and dance floor, and gave us a nice banquette for 4 people. Maurice seemed to remember me, butI wasn't sure if he thought of Yvette as my date or spouse. Instantly, our water glasses were filled and a platter of fresh vegetable sticks and pieces, with dip, was brought to our table, along with some fresh fried root chips for dipping. We studied our menus, when they arrived.

The girls decided to have steak and split a bottle of a California Cabernet. Bill and I decided to checkout the live seafood, which was kept in tanks below us on the 1st floor. Yvette and Virginia walked downstairs with Bill and me, to look at the live seafood tanks. In the trout tank, I selected a particularly frisky mediums sized Rainbow Trout, and ordered it filleted and broiled with butter. Bill selected a medium sized whole lobster and decided that he would dissect and eat it by himself. Back at our table, we placed our order, and added a bottle of California Chardonnay, to go with our seafood. Each entrée came with specific side dishes. Bill got his bib and bowl of clarified butter, and cracked and picked his way through the whole thing. Yvette wound up getting a juicy strip steak, and Virginia ordered a medium filet mignon. During dinner we marveled over the food, and we even took time to sample some of each other's entrrees or accompanying side dishes. During a lull in the conversation, Yvette told a shortened version of what the girls had done with Stan that day Full details toward the end of this story), and it gave me an idea or two. When we all finished dinner, Bill summoned our waiter and told him that we were going to dance for awhile, and would return for dessert and coffee.

A mostly instrumental sextet was playing slow 'romantic songs, with the piano player occasionally singing a vocal. We agreed to change partners after 3 songs. I started out holding Yvette in my arms, while the band played a 1940s standard. During that 1st dance, Yvette and I settled into a comfortable dance stance, with our bodies touching everywhere they could. As soon as the 2nd song started, Yvette whispered in my ear, "Make me come!" I reached in my suit coat pocket and turned the internal egg vibrator up to high. The band and the people around us drowned out any sounds coming from Yvette. As her orgasm built peerlessly close to fulfillment, I drew Yvette tightly against my body, and started kissing her. right there on the dance floor. She came easily, with our mouths fused together, and our tongues entwined. When the3rd song started, Yvette was still coming down from her 1st orgasm, but told me to leave her vibe run as it was. If you can believe it, wee danced even closer, and we kissed almost throughout the song. When I felt her orgasm approach, I dipped her and fused our mouths in an unbreakable kiss. There were a few older couples on the dance floor who tsked tsked their disapproval of our actions However, more people gave us smiles and nods of approval. Bill and I switched partners, as 3 songs had been completed. Virginia immediately wrapped and arm around my neck and drew me to her. We were touching, mostly tit to chest, but also lower. We barely danced, but moved our feet in very short steps to the tempo of the song. Her lips pressed against mine, and for the 1st 2 songs, we played cutesy, exchanging ever longer kisses. Finally, as the 3rd song started, Virginia said those magic words, "MAKE ME COME"

I turned the remote in, my pocket up to high. I knew the song the band was playing, and it had a big noisy finish, with drums and horns blaring away. I maneuvered Virginia as close to the band as I could. Virginia came, with a loud groan, amid all the noise from the band's final number of their set and the clapping from the other dancers. I turned off Virginia's internal vibe, as the 4 of us left the dance floor. Since we were on the main floor, the girls decided to refresh in the washroom, which was on either side of the fish tanks below our balcony. Bill and I did a quick pit stop in the Men's. There, I told him of my plans for when we got back to Yvette's. The girls rejoined us at our table about 10 minutes after Bill and I got back. Three of us ordered Tiramisus for dessert, while Virginia had Crème Brule A. We all drank plenty of coffee. I paid our bill with my Amex card and added a generous tip. I would divvy the bill up with Bill and settle up at a later date. The Cadillac was waiting for us, when we got down to the portico. I slipped the attendant a sawbuck and the ladies were helped into the car. During the ride back to Yvette's, she tried to explain what she wanted Bill and me to do to them, But Bill and I had made other plans. Instead, we kept the girls frustrated and coming pretty much all the way back to Yvette's house.

We parked in her garage and closed the door. The girls were taken directly up stairs to Yvette's bedroom. I grabbed a rope and tied Virginia's wrists palm-to-palm behind her back. I ordered Yvette to take them in the bathroom, remove their jewelry, remove their makeup and put their hair up in ponytails. While the girls were complying with my orders, Bill and I went next door to our bedroom and got undressed. We each took our Viagra pill and agreed to meet downstairs in the playroom in an hour or so. Back in Yvette's bedroom, the girls were ready. Bill took Yvette back to the spare bedroom, and I had Virginia all to myself. I grabbed a fistful of ropes, from my duffle bag, and tied Virginia's elbows, ankles, calves and thighs together. She was standing in the middle of the bedroom floor tied totally immobile and helpless. I moved in on her and wrapped my arms around her, and kissed her deeply and long and hard, until she had to stop to catch her breath. I switched to her helpless pussy. I reached under her dress and pulled down her g-string. I removed the Kleenex layers and her 3" egg vibrator, before pulling her g-string panties back in place. For the next 10-15 minutes, I rubbed her pussy, through her g-string, getting it nice and wet, but never letting Virginia get close to coming. With her wrists and elbows tied, Virginia's tits were sticking out as far as they could. Standing in front of her, I simply ran my hands and thumbs back and forth, and round and round her nipples. Quickly, I moved around behind her and gave her breasts and nipples the feeling up of their life.

Next, I unhooked and unzipped her dress, and let it flutter down her body to the floor, where I helped her out of her shoes. There was one more round of teasing and feeling her up, with her strapless bra still on, before I took it off, and sucked the life out of her bare nipples. I gave her g-string one more good rubbing over her pussy, and poked a lot of the material inside her cunt. Her panties were sopping wet from her pussy juices. Having driven Virginia half crazy, I untied her legs, removed her dripping panties and stuffed them in her mouth. This was followed by buckling a ballgag deep into her mouth. I got Virginia centered near the upper part of the bed on her back, with her ass on a pillow. I knew this position would be a little uncomfortable on Virginia's arms and hands for a short while, until I finished tying her legs. I used ankle cuffs and long ropes to pull and stretch and tie her legs over her head, to the very tops of the front 4 poster bed uprights. Once tied, Virginia's weight was off her hands and arms, and redistributed over her head, shoulders and butt. I left her there and went downstairs to my car. I brought back only the bare essentials. It had been about 18 hours since Virginia had her enema, and I had no idea what I might encounter. The pillow, under her butt, put her butt hole in a perfect position. I climbed om the bed, lubed her up, and slowly pushed my rigid cock straight into Virginia's asshole. I slowly immersed my cock right up to the hilt, through that unknown territory, and encountered nothing. With everything as earlier that day, I fucked Virginia's shit hole as hard and fast as I could, until we both came. I had brought the necessary cleaning and disinfectant supplies to clean us up and move on.

With both of us cleaned, disinfected and renewed, I was back on the bed, with her gorgeous red pussy right there in front of me. Her long lean legs stretched invitingly before me. From behind her knees down to and including her perineum, I licked and kissed every square inch opf her alabaster skin.. From then on, her pussy was no match for my tongue. My tongue, and occasionally my teeth, attacked Virginia's pussy, with a vengeance. Virginia was so hot and panicky and breathless, that with a little licking and nibbling of her red engorged clit, she fell into her orgasmic bliss, and there was no telling when she would come out of it. There was only one place left to fuck her and only the one hole that I hadn'nt had my wick into. I paused to lower the tying point, of her legs, to the bedposts, to give me a more direct angle into her love tunnel. When she was tied in a good position, I crawled back on the bed and speared her love tunnel. I fucked Virginia slow and steady, until she came back to reality, from where ever hermind had been. Soon Virginia was thrusting her hips and pelvis faster than I was pounding into her. Eventually, we got in sync and were matching each other thrust for thrust, until we came within seconds of each other. I freed Virginia completely, and she was sitting on the bed recovering, when Yvette and Bill walked into our bedroom. Everyone either hung up or put away their clothes and other things. It seemed that clothes would not be necessary, until we went out for lunch tomorrow. I consolidated our bondage gear and toys into one duffle bag, and we all went downstairs to Yvette's basement playroom.

Bill had never been there before, and Yvette gave everyone the tour. Actually, my interest was peaked for several reasons. Although the electrified torture chair, in the corner, and The Rack were not yet operable, I thought that maybe they could be used sometime tomorrow. The St. Andrew's Cross, pillories, large 12' circular bed and the Sybian, in the far rear corner, were all in place. However, lying on the circular bed was a new toy, a two speed Hitachi Magic Wand massager. There was also a new padded standing platform, on the crucifix that could be pulled out from under the victim's feet, leaving her no means of supporting herself. It was clear that Yvette was running the show. After all, it was her playroom. She climbed into the standing pillory. I flipped and fastened the yoke over her wrists and neck. Bill got Virginia into the kneeling pillory, and similarly captured her wrists and neck in the hinged yoke. I fucked Yvette, from behind, doggie-style, while Bill fucked Virginia's mouth, in the kneeling pillory, and unloaded his gism down her throat. The girls switched places, and Bill fucked Yvette, while I got a long slow blowjob from Virginia. Yvette directed that Virginia be buckled into the St. Andrew's Cross, and told us to use the fattest vibrator on her and shove it in up to the 10" mark. I helped Bill strap all the buckles, along Virginia's arms and legs, so that when we finished, Virginia was strapped in a spread-eagle to the Cross. I showed Bill where the cabinet holding the fiberglass rods and vibrators were. Bill picked the fattest vibe, which was the 3" in diameter one. He figured out how to attach the 2 rods together, affix the vibe to the top rod, mount the assembly in the hole in the floor and adjust the depth of the vibrator. Bill used his fingers to open up Virginia's love tunnel, so that the 3" vibrator would easily slide into her hole. Inch by inch the giant phallus was buried inside Virginia's cunt, until the 10" mark was reached, and it was locked at that depth and turned on high for Virginia to scream and come and stay primed for later.

Yvette, still clamped in the kneeling pillory, directed me to move her back to the standing pillory and get out a suede flogger, from one of the wall mounted cabinets. She wanted me to flog her from her neck to her ankles, and make sure that her skin was a nice hot burning red. Bill couldn't believe what he had just heard. Yvette spread her legs and braced for her beating, but before I struck my 1st blow, I pushed a 3" RC vibrator all the way inside her and turned it on to high. I started in with the flogger and worked my way from her neck down to her ankles. At one point, I handed the flogger to Bill and told him to try it on his thigh. After 5-6 self-inflicted blows, Bill found out how much damage the flogger could do to the skin and had discovered the right force to use, with each blow, and learned how to let the flogger flail outward for the best coverage. I resumed Yvette's flogging, making sure that I got, not only the skin surfaces that faced me directly, but the sides of her arms, torso, legs, and between her spread limbs. I gave her cute perfectly rounded ass an extra 10 whacks to make her ass cheeks an extra dark fiery red color. I transferred Yvette to the St. Andrews Cross and left her internal 3" egg vibrator buzzing on high, while Bill put Virginia in the standing pillory and inserted our 2nd 3" RC egg vibrator deep into her vagina. While Bill flogged Virginia, Yvette, in the St. Andrews Cross, moaned and whimpered and came at least twice.

After Bill finished doing a most thorough flogging of Virginia's backside, I released Yvette from the St. Andrews Cross, and Virginia replaced her there in kind of a holding pattern and to watch. Yvette eagerly mounted the crucifix. The heavy rough ropes were either hanging on the crossbar or lying on the floor at the base of the crucifix. Yvette spread her arms out along the underside of the 4"X 4" timber. I ruthlessly tied each of her arms, in 3 places, along the small beam. I wound the rough rope 3 times around her wrists, forearms and at her underarms, and tied each off with a square knot. Next, I tied her legs together, just above her knees. Finally, I tied her ankles together, and tied them to the upright 4" X 6" upright post, which now had 2 sturdy bolts protruding from the sides, preventing her ankle ropes from slipping down, after I removed the platform that Yvette was perched on. It had almost become a tradition, and I affixed small rubber tipped clamps on her nipples, the purpose of which was a bit more discomfort and the sport of knocking them off, while I flogged her. Without any warning, I pulled the platform out which was from under Yvette's feet. She dropped like a sack of potatoes, but only about 6" and her toes were and inch short of touching the floor. Her bound ankles gave her a little support, but her arms supported the bulk of her weight. God, did she look hot up there on the crucifix, with her struggles and gyrations, and her knees moving from side to side in reaction to the egg vibrator inside her. Bill was keeping a close eye on everything I did, because he would be doing the same to Virginia next.

I asked Yvette if she wanted a ballgag, and she shook her head NO, so I blindfolded her instead, which would heighten her anticipation, because she would have no idea where or when I would strike her body next. I started at her neck, and did her arms, shoulders, upper chest, down her sides, across her midriff and down to her pubis mons, over her hips, down her legs, and ending with the tops of her feet. I looked over my work and went back and redid some areas that I missed or needed a little color. I still had 2 important areas to do, her pussy and her tits. Being right handed, I struck at Yvette's left tit first, and damned if the little nipple clamp didn't go flying off into the air. For my next swing, I tried a back hand blow to knock the clamp off her right nipple, but it still hung on tenaciously. Next, an upward strike caught her tit a little too hard, but the damn little clamp flew off and landed at my feet. With that accomplished, I finished flogging her gorgeous 39C breasts. Ihad to stop and suck her nipples, which were surely hurting, and then I went back and did her breasts. Yvette knew that my next target would be her pussy. She already had a number of orgasms, from the flogger and that little devilish egg vibrator running on high in her twat. An upward blow caught her square in the pussy and at least one of the suede flogger's strands got her clit, which caused Yvette to yelp in surprise.

"DO THAT AGAIN!" she pleaded, "Just keep hitting me like that in that spot, until I have several more orgasms." I think she had 3-4 more orgasms. Then I left her hanging there to enjoy herself. I helped Bill unbuckle Virginia from the St. Andrew's cross. I figured that Yvette had enough, because we still had the Sybian and Hitachi Magic Wand to use on her. I turned off Yvette's 3" internal vibrator, and Bill and I put the platform back in and untied Yvette and free her from the crucifix. As soon as Yvette was free, she leapt off the platform, ripped off her blindfold, put her arms tightly around my neck and wrapped her legs around my hips, saying, "With the blindfold, that was my best experience on the crucifix!" Bill started tying Virginia on the crucifix. Yvette was kissing me deep and hard, and I couldn't shake the death grip that her arms had around my neck. Eventually, Yvette was kissed out and she loosened her grip enough to slither down along my body, pausing when her pussy slid into my erect cock, but she kept sliding south, until her knees hit the carpeted floor. One of her hands had a firm grip around my pecker, while her other hand gently, for now, held my precious jewels. In the background, I could hear Bill steadily flogging Virginia's body. What I got was one of the longest, most sensuous, hands free no ropes blowjobs of my life. She sucked my scrotum and ndividual balls so long that I thought she was trying to produce a shit load of gism in my individual sacred plums. When she sucked my cock, her cheeks were so hollow that I thought Yvette was trying to suck the life out of me.

I came unexpectedly and all my sticky goo wound up in Yvette's mouth, and she ad to swallow a mouthful of my cum. Bill had finished with Virginia and was untying her from the crucifix. With her red hair and fair complexion, her skin looked like red raw flesh. I took Yvette to the Sybian, lubed the 7" phallus, seated her all the way onto the pussy devastating plastic cock. I strapped her down, with a wide lap belt, and buckled her ankles into the saddle's stirrups. Finally, I tied her wrists behind the forward slanting backboard, which would insure that her clit would contact the built in clit tickling attachment. With Yvette secure, I helped Bill tie Virginia spread-eagle on the large circular bed. Bill figured out the 2 speeds of the Hitachi Magic Wand massager. I suggested to Bill that he experiment on Virginia's pussy, and anywhere else he wanted, but not to let her pass out, until I returned. I turned the Sybian's dial up to 50% and went upstairs. In the guest bathroom's vanity, I found 2 washcloths and ran them under cold water and wrung them, out. In the kitchen's refrigerator, I grabbed 2 plastic bottles of Coke, with resealable twist off caps. When I returned to the playroom, I turned the Sybian's control to maximum. I told Bill that he could now use the high speed of the Hitachi massager.

The moans and howls and screams, from the 2 girls, that we heard were almost deafening. Virginia succumbed first and passed out. Yvette passed out shortly after. Bill removed the Hitachi from Virginia's pussy, and I turned off the Sybian. We used the washcloths to help bring them around. We fed them sips of Coke, until they seemed coherent, knew who they were and where they were at, and proclaimed that they wanted more. Bill and I switched the girls positions, which took about 15 minutes. Most of that time was spent in getting Yvette out of the Sybian, and buckling Virginia into the Sybian. I was anxious to tryout the Hitachi on the spread-eagled Yvette. Bill and I decided to ballgag our playmates. The massager had about a4" X 4" rounded head made from a soft fleece-like material, which was removable and washable. I ran the massager/vibrator over just about every part of Yvette's body, on low speed, getting varying reactions, when I touched different areas of her body, The best and most violent reactions that I got came when I went over her breasts and nipples, and most definitely her pussy. I turned the Hitachi up to high and gave her nipples a good going over. Although Yvette had been coming regularly, the head of the Hitachi caused Yvette to buck and lurch and strain and scream into her ballgag and come hard.

There was only one thing left to do. With the Hitachi on high, I pressed its head against Yvette's pussy and held it there. What happened was hard to believe. Yvette went off like a wild woman. I could hear her screaming almost continuously. Her head flopped wildly from side to side. She strained at her bonds and she raised her pussy to meet the overwhelming vibrating fuzzy head. When she bucked and thrashed, I couldn't tell if she was trying to evade the relentless vibrating head, or was it simply an involuntary bodily movement. By this time, Yvette was coming continuously, and I kept the Hitachi pressed against her pussy. I kept it there as long as sounds still emitted from her ballgag, and her body moved. Maybe I overdid it, because I realized that Yvette had passed out from sexual overload. I immediately removed the Magic Wand from her pussy and brought her around, with the cool washcloth and some light slapping of her cheeks. I looked over at Bill and saw that he was toying with Virginia by rapidly changing the Sybian's speed. He saw that I was untying Yvette. He said that he would finish up in 10 minutes or so and would bring Virginia upstairs. I got Yvette on her feet and gave her the bottle of Coke to sip as she pleased. Yvette and I walked around the playroom for a few minutes, with one of her arms draped over my shoulder, and one of my arms around her waist. When she finished the Coke, Yvette declared that she was ready to go upstairs to bed.

Yvette leaned on me all the way up the 2 flights of stairs to her bedroom, and we climbed right in bed and pulled a sheet over us. Just as I settled in, I heard, "Make long tender love to me." Without any ropes or toys, I did just that, and I bet that I spent 45-60 minutes making love to that beautiful woman and gorgeous body. We soon fell asleep in each other's arms. The alarm went off at 6:00 AM, and I found Virginia's legs and arms entwined with mine, but I had no memory of Virginia trading places with Yvette some time in the middle of the night. I did remember getting my cock ridden, eating some pussy, and getting sucked off, but had no recollection that all this was Virginia. Virginia got up 1st to use the bathroom and then head downstairs to make breakfast, with Yvette. I shaved, did my business, and went down to the kitchen. Everyone was waiting for me. Everyone was still naked, and it seemed that no one had showered, except to use a cover up deodorant and brush their teeth. Maybe that should have been my 1st clue that something was up.

The girls offered Bill and I a number of choices for breakfast, all cooked to order. We could have pancakes or waffles, with fresh fruit or syrup or both, sausage or bacon, plus OJ, coffee and our Viagra. These girls were definitely buttering us up for something. Our breakfast was delicious and I was stuffed. It is true that since Bill and I had been claimed, we had to do whatever the girls wanted, within reason. It was, also, customary, on the 2nd day to be finished by dinner, and everyone would return home, or would be returned home for dinner on Sunday. The girls had a proposition for us. They wanted to tie Bill and I up all morning and play with us. As an incentive, they said that we could have them until midnight. That sounded tempting, but maybe there was more. Their minds worked like our wives, in that they could get what they wanted by offering us food and sex. From the freezer appeared 1-1/2" thick New York Strip Steaks, loaded double baked potatoes, and chocolate fudge frosted layer cake. Bill and I were sold, and accepted. We finished breakfast, cleaned up the kitchen and took about a 20 minute break for any of those last minute things that had to be done in the next few hours.

Bill and I settled in the living room, but I didn't even have the chance to finish a story in that morning's paper. The girls came into the living room, each carrying a duffle bag of whatever equipment and toys they would use on us. I guess that I hadn't mentioned that everyone was naked. No one had put a stitch of clothes on, since dinner out last night, including throughout breakfast. Bill and I had our wrists tied behind our backs. They got us lying on our backs in the middle of the living room carpet. Our legs were tied about a foot apart, so the girls could get at our jewels. It was almost obscene to be doing this kind of stuff, at a little after 9:00 AM, on ANY morning. Yvette and Virginia took turns and hopped all over us. When they finished, each girl had ridden my cock to fruition, and had gotten their pussies eaten out. Before I got up Virginia sucked my cock hard, slipped a double Teflon cock ring on my jewels, and untied my legs. This cock ring had one loop that went around the base of my penis, and the attached 2nd ring went on the base of my cockscrotum. Once seated properly, I could walk reasonably well. Virginia took me into the dining room, where a large fluffy towel was spread out on the table, and she helped me up on the table and centered on the towel. Through 2 doorways, I could just see one of Bill's legs on the kitchen table. Virginia frog-tied my legs and tied them splayed open to table legs.

Virginia went into the kitchen and came back a minute later, with 1/2 a cherry Popsicle. You know how Popsicles come 2 to a paper sleeve. You can easily break the pair into 2 individual Popsicle sticks, except at the edge where they break apart is arough frozen edge of cherry juice. Virginia climbed back on the table, straddled my face so that I could eat her out again, and sucked on the Popsicle, until she had come and the Popsicle was smooth all around. Next, Virginia balanced herself, with her knees and one arm, while still straddling my body, and fucked her twat, with the smooth Popsicle. After awhile, the pussy juice soaked Popsicle was shoved into my mouth to suck her pussy juices and the cold Popsicle. Virginia went back and forth 4-5 times, until we got down to the Popsicle stick, and Virginia abandoned that plan, dumped the Popsicle in the kitchen, and came back with a can of Reddi Whip aerosol whipped cream, and a jar of Cherry jam. Back up on the table, she coated my cock, with the red sticky jam, and sprayed whipped cream up and down my dick. Yvette straddled me and eased herself all the way onto my flagpole. She fucked herself at my expense. Although Virginia came readily, it did very little for me. I felt the friction all along my shaft and especially in my cock's head. My swimmers were all ready and lined up, but when my body gave the order to charge, they were thwarted and blocked by the dam cock ring. I twitched and tried but I don't think a drop of cum escaped.

Virginia licked me as clean as possible, before crawling up to my head. She shot a squirt of whipped cream up her love tunnel and one in my mouth. Next, Virginia painted her pussy slit and my mouth, with the cherry jam and settled her pussy on my mouth. This time I had to lick and lap up and swallow as much as I could, before I could begin eating her out. After I made her come, she sprawled out atop my body, and we made out and licked each other clean. Unfortunately, I had to go through both ordeals again. Virginia had 4 good, but messy orgasms, and I was batting .000, and getting frustrated, a little sore and building up some internal pressures down there. After all, where were my soldiers to go? Finally, on Virginia's 3rd trip down to my groin, she simply smeared a thin coat of cherry jam over my cock, and worked the double cock ring off my balls and penis. Boy did I have a shit load of gism for her. Virginia went down on me and almost immediately. I let loose with my 1st volley; some of which made it straight down her throat, but most wound up in her mouth, because she dare not spill a drop. After she swallowed what was in her mouth, Virginia resumed going down on me, and with some good sucking and deepthroating, I gave up the rest of my cum straight down her throat. Virginia got off me and headed for the kitchen and Bill.

A few minutes later Yvette bounded out of the kitchen and headed for me, with a different cock ring in one hand. She climbed up on the table, using a chair, sucked my cock hard, coated my stiff dick, with the cherry jam, and worked her cock ring all the way onto the base of my penis. This was the single ring latex cock ring, which I had experienced before, and it had a tiny vibrator embedded in it. She turned on the cock ring and coated my whole groin area with whipped cream. She straddled me, oozed her pussy down on my buzzing prick and fucked herself doing the cowgirl thing, When she was just about ready to plunge over the orgasmic cliff of no return, Yvette leaned forward, sprawled on my chest, and allowed the vibrator in the cock ring to give her her orgasm. Yvette sat on my chest and filled my mouth and her twat, with a shot of whipped cream. My lips and her pussy slit got a coating of the cherry jam. She sat on my face and I licked and swallowed and licked and swallowed seemingly tons of jam and whipped cream, before I could get to her pussy. Once her pussy was fully available to me, I took my time, licking and sucking her pussy parts and easily made her come spectacularly. Finally, Yvette moved down to my parts. She licked me as clean as she could, and sucked me off. I really felt it, and when I was supposedly coming, I actually felt it. My cock was twitching and contracting, and I thought at least that a little cum was coming out.

Yvette climbed off the table and freed my legs. She helped me off the table and took me into the kitchen, where we watched while Virginia finished with Bill. I knew there was more to come, because my wrists were still tied and I still was wearing the vibrating cock ring. The girls led Bill and me out of the kitchen, through the sliders, and onto the pool deck. When we got up to the edge of the pool, Yvette pushed me in, and followed riht behind me. When I surfaced, in chest deep water, Yvette already had me and was lining me up. She grabbed my buzzing cock and stuffed it up her twat. Yvette then held me in a death grip, with her arms locked around my neck. She locked her legs around my waist and began fucking me. I had to plant my feet and bend my knees to brace myself and prevent us from toppling over. Toward the end, Yvette stopped pumping me and aligned her clit with the cock ring's built in vibrator. She rubbed against that cock ring, until she came, and I got nothing out of it. After Yvette recovered, she grabbed my cock and dragged me out of the pool, via the built-in corner stairs. Using a towel to kneel on, Yvette knelt before me, removed my cock ring and took my cock deep in her throat. I had no control, and after only a few licks, throat rubs, and a little tongue action. I began to come. At first, she was able to swallow my cum, as it came out Yvette was able to swallow it, but soon it backed up in her mouth. After pulling out, Yvette was able to swallow my excess cum, and again took me in her mouth, a little more cautiously this time. She bobbed up and down, slurped and licked, and totally sucked me dry, before untying my wrists and giving me a towel to dry off. Yvette led me up to her bedroom and into her bathroom for a much needed shower.

We used luffa sponges and gel soap to lather each other up. I found myself standing behind Yvette, as we rinsed off, and my hands wandered to her boobs. I had a really good feel of those smooth slippery 39C melons. She turned around and pressed her body to mine. Soon, we were kissing and making out, until she dropped to her knees and sucked me off again. When she finished with me and had swallowed my cum, I quickly washed my hair, rinsed off and climbed out of the shower, leaving Yvette there to do her hair and any body area we missed. I dried off and got dressed in jeans, a polo shirt and loafers. I was ready to go, but had to sit down and wait. This is ALWAYS the plight of men everywhere, married or not. I spotted a rolled up ace bandage, with 2 brass clips, peeking out from under the bed and slipped it into my duffle bag, thinking that it might be useful later that night. From her closet, Yvette chose a short sleeved print buttoned short sleeved shirt/blouse, frayed hemmed Levi short shorts and open toed sandals. From her dresser, she selected a non-descript black bra and g-string panties. Before she pulled her panties up, I stuffed a 3" egg vibrator deep in her love canal and covered her pussy with a few layers of Kleenex. After Yvette finished getting dressed, I bound her wrists behind her back with padded leather cuffs. Bill appeared in jeans, loafers and a lightweight pullover sweater. Virginia was wearing her favorite red Levi short shorts, a short sleeved shirt, similar to Yvette's, and sandals. I assumed that Bill had stuffed her twat, because he was carrying the remote for Virginia's egg vibrator.

We took the girls downstairs and loaded them in the car. We headed for a Sports bar that the girls knew of and traveled west for about 15-20 minutes. All of a sudden we came to a "T" in the road, and had to turn either right or left. Yvette sitting in front with me insisted that we go right, while Virginia in back with Bill insisted that we turn left. This was the girl's idea to go to this Sports bar for lunch and they didn't know where it was, or even its correct full name. First, Bill and I turned the girl's internal egg vibrators up to high and let them have their fun. Next, Bill got out his cellphone and looked up the Sports bar. With the threat of cutting off their vibrators, before either of them had come,, we got a consensus of the name of the place. I keyed the address into my GPS, and we pulled into the parking lot, before either girl could have a 2nd orgasm. The place was packed and sports games were showing on umpteen screens all around the joint. As we maneuvered around the room, I noticed that the Chicago Bears were actually ahead of the Detroit Lions 3-0 at halftime in a pre-season game. The Chicago Cubs and the Chicago White Sox were also playing on other TVs. We claimed an empty booth, one in from the front left corner of the bar. The menu featured Mexican food. Everyone had pretty much decided what they wanted, knowing that we had a big steak dinner ahead of us this evening. A waiter eventually showed up to take our order. The girls ordered small chicken quesadillas. I ordered a chicken chimichomga, and Bill ordered a beef enchilada. All of the items came with a blob of re-fried beans and a scoop of Spanish rice. I ordered the usual pitcher of beer, 4 glasses and 2 straws. Our food came just before the 2nd half of the Bear's game resumed.

Bill and I had to feed the girls their lunch, either by hand or with a knife and fork. It was difficult to have any conversation at all, because all the tables around us were betting not just on the outcome of the game, but on virtually every play. Bill and I just made the girls come, whenever we felt like it. The girls moaning and screams, when they came, were simply absorbed in the noise of betting, and cheering and winning, that the girl's sounds were not noticed. Yvette and Virginia knew football and were following the Bears-Lions game on the big screen TV, as they ate. The food was actually quite good and everyone ate everything on their plates. At the end of the 3rd quarter, the Lions had pulled ahead 28-3. We watched a little longer, and when the Lions scored another TD on their next possession, the girls decided they wanted to go. I had paid for the food, when it was served, left a tip, and we all left, probably unnoticed. On the way back home, I made a slight detour and pulled into a small desolate Forest Preserve marked Dam #52. There, indeed, was a dam, but the water in the small creek wasn't even flowing enough to spill over the 2' high X 2' high cement dam, with a stagger row of flat rocks in front of the dam. I left Bill and Virginia in the back seat and their imaginations, and said that we'd be back in a half hour or so. I took Yvette out of the car and made her walk on the stepping stones, until we got to about the middle of the dam. We sat side by side on the dam, with our feet on the stepping stones, and unleashed my pecker. Although my cock wasn't hard, I put my arm around Yvette's neck and pulled her over to go down on me. When she finished, licked me clean and swallowed all my cum, I zipped up and we moved across the creek. I stopped her at the 1st 6"-8" diameter tree that we encountered. I backed Yvette into the tree trunk, unfastened her wrist cuffs, and re-buckled them, with her wrists secured behind the tree trunk.

We fooled around for awhile. I kissed her many times and felt her up, through her crisp print shirt. I unbuttoned enough to get at her bra, and pushed it up, so that I could get at her nipples and pinch and roll and suck her nipples. Leaving her disheveled, I unfastened her short shorts and wriggled them, and her panties, down to her knees. I threw the biodegradable sopping Kleenex that covered her pussy into the creek. Her 3" egg vibrator was going to town on high inside her, and I started with just one finger rubbing her pussy and clitoris. Yvette couldn't take it, and begged me to eat her out. That seemed fair, so I got on my knees and slowly ate her out, with many gasps, moans, and at least 3 screaming orgasms. When Yvette recovered, I put her back together, as best that I could, but nothing could be done to hide the fact that she had been taken and conquered. Before we crossed the dam, we stopped for another make out session, at her insistence. When we crossed the dam and approached the car, Bill and Virginia were putting them selves back together. The girls were no longer bound, and we made the 10-12 minute trip back to Yvette's with barely a word being spoken. We took the girls upstairs to Yvette's bedroom, where everyone stripped, including their shoes. I packed their 3" egg vibrators in plastic bags for later use. Then it was down to the pool. We gave the girls a head start from the deep end of the pool.

Bill and I each had a length of rope in our teeth. "Ready.....Set.....GO!" Bill yelled. The girls took off and swam for their lives. We gave them a head start of about 1/3 the length of the pool, and dove in and chased them. I caught Virginia in about chest deep water and pulled her under. We wrestled and splashed and dunked each other for a little while. As Virginia tired, I tied her wrists behind her back and backed her against the side of the pool. I dunked her a few times, making her suck my cock, until it was hard. Right there, with the wall of the pool as a backdrop I fucked Virginia underwater, actually coming 1st, but I kept pumping away, until Virginia got her's. I dragged her out of the pool amd lined her up along the pool's screened Cyclone fence. I went inside to fetch a handful of beach towels. By then, Bill had screwed Yvette, and she was standing next to Virginia. Bill and I finger fucked our girls to orgasm, before kneeling on a pile of towels and slowly licking and sucking and biting areas of their pussies, before letting either of them come. We took a lot of abusive language and swear words while working towards the point where we would let them come. We wrapped one of the pool towels around each of the girl's length wise around each girl's naked body enough to cover their tits and butts, and tucked it in itself, but the girls wrists remained tied behind their backs. Bill and I, also, wrapped ourselves in a towel.

We paraded out of Yvette's pool enclosure, across the lawn, through the gate separating the 2 yards, across more lawn, and into Yvette's pool compound. As soon as we got inside Yvette's pool enclosure, Bill and I ripped off the girls towels and pushed them in the pool. We dove in after them and dragged them 1/2 the length of the pool, spurting, sputtering and swearing, to the steps out of the shallow end of the pool. While everyone was dripping wet, Bill set out some towels on the pool deck. We made the girls kneel on the towels and suck each of us off. When the girls had finished their near perfect blowjobs, we untied them and everyone grabbed a towel and dried off. I was listening last night at dinner, when Yvette had told the remainder of her story about what Stan hadd done with them, during the 1st morning. I told the girls that we were going into the living room and try to replicate Yvette's experience from that 1st morning, while Virginia was out in the woods getting banged by 3 guys. Yvette was tied down to the same coffee table, as the morning before, except that Bill used ropes, instead of padded cuffs. I brought the weight bench, from the exercise room, and set it up in the living room, and tied Virginia down on it. Each woman's legs were frog-tied, their legs spread open, and their heads lolled backwards over the edge of the table or bench. Bill and I had decided that I would do Virginia, until dinner, and he could have the voluptuous Yvette.

I knelt on the floor and spread Virginia's pussy lips, with my fingers and plunged my tongue into her love hole, and ran it around inside her and withdrew. That was simply my opening tease. NO, I wasn't looking for her g-spot and a face full of squirted pussy gism. The girls had thawed some delicious looking steaks for dinner, and they could cook them whenever we had finished what we were going to do with the girls. I gave Virginia the works by kissing and sucking and nibbling on her inner thighs, from her knees up to her perineum. I don't know what it is about that area known as the perineum, except that it is very sensitive and extremely responsive to any stimulation. When I thoroughly covered that area, I licked and sucked her pussy lips. I had Virginia whimpering and mewing by now. My subsequent straight tongue fucking sent her off to orgasm land. Before she could ever recover from that 1st orgasm, my tongue was circling her clit. When it seemed that Virginia was starting to come back to reality, I initiated a full scale attack on her clit, which included the aforementioned teasing, direct licking, nibbling and sucking, until I saw her shudder, stiffen and scream her lungs out in one of her better orgasms. All of the above activities had turned my cock into a rigid flagpole. I scampered around to Virginia's other end.

Her mouth was open and she was sucking air. As soon as her breathing seemed to slow and become more regular, I fed her a few inches of my cock. Whether consciously or subconsciously, Virginia began sucking. Since she was doing such a good job of teasing and swirling my cock's head and bobbing and sucking and finally taking me deep, I forgot about getting my balls licked and sucked. It was at that point where the impetus changed, because I really needed to unload my burden. I fucked her mouth as fast and as hard and as deep as I could. It may have taken another 5 minutes, but I emptied a shit load of cum down Virginia's throat, and she swallowed every drop of it, and did a wonderful job of licking me clean. I freed Virginia from the weight bench, tied her wrists behind her back and made her lay on the carpet on her side. When Bill finally finished with Yvette, he too freed her from the coffee table, tied her wrists behind her back and made her lay on her side on the carpet. We arranged the 2 of them in the "69" position, and ordered the girls to eat each other out, and not to stop. They would have fun eating each other out and devise their own procedures and competition. I took the weight bench back to the entertainment room, and Bill followed me in there. We decided that Bill would take Yvette and the pool table, while I would have Virginia and the chinning bar apparatus. Bill went in search of a towel, because there was no sense in staining the pool table felt, with either pussy juices or cum. I was all set and Bill was set, when he put a doubled pool towel down on the pool table. We brought the girls into the exercise room. Bill tied Yvette down spread-eagle on the pool table, while I tied Virginia in a standing spread-eagle to the chinning bar and base. I went around behind Virginia and reached around her body and re-acquainted myself thoroughly, with her new 36C tits, and kissed and nibbled her ears and the length of her swan like neck. When I rolled her nipples, they became long hard 1" red stiff peaks, which almost made her knees buckle, when I continued to play with them. I moved around in front of Virginia and crushed her to my chest, and kissed her passionately and long and hard, until she ordered me to fuck her. My cock was already gliding through her pussy slit, but instead, I untied her wrists from the upper corners of the chinning bar and tied her wrists palm-to-palm behind her back. I used her other wrist rope to tie her bent over to the center of the overhead chinning bar.

I grabbed her hips and easily slipped right into her pussy. I fucked her slow and easy doggie-style, until one of us broke our rhythm and we fucked like rabbits. All during this, I kept hearing the grunting and moaning and screaming coming from the pool table about 12' away. Don't worry about Yvette. Bill was fucking her brains out! From the exercise room, we took the girls downstairs to Yvette's play room. For me, this was more of a reconnaissance mission for later that night. Yvette got put in the standing pillory. I screwed her good and then retrieved a suede flogger, from the wall cabinet, and whipped her perfect ass, until it was good and red, but I thought that she would be able to sit down for dinner. Virginia had been in the kneeling pillory sucking off Bill ??? times. After Yvette's flogging, we switched the girl's positions. I decided to blindfold both girls, so neither could see what I was up to. I whispered to Bill to take his time with Virginia, while I snooped around. I checked out the Rack and found that none of the tubes and cups and motor were connected. However, the manually cranked body stretcher and its components were there and would work fine. Next, I checked out "Old Sparky," the wooden chair in the corner, with the 9" dildo protruding from the seat. While none of the DC wires connecting the power source to the stick on pads was connected. However, directly under the seat was a box, with a knob. I plugged in the box, turned the knob, and found that the dildo phallus vibrated according to the setting of the speed knob. OK, we had 2 new toys to tease the girls with after dinner, and make them come as we pleased.

Yvette, in the kneeling pillory, had probably wondered where my cock had gone. I let her suck me off at her own pace and anyway she wanted. The 2nd time, I simply fucked her mouth as fast as I could, until I let loose with a 2nd big load of come right down her throat. Bill asked the girls if they wanted a shower before they cooked our dinner, and both girls did. We took off their blindfolds; tied their wrists behind their backs. When we got them upstairs in the pool area, we wrapped their bodies in their large beach towels,, as well as Bill's and my naked bodies, and scurried across the lawns, into Yvette's bedrooms. With our towels lying on the floor, Yvette and I showered together. This time there was a masculine scented body gel for me, and Yvette's favorite scented body wash for her. Although we really weren't dirty, after our dips in the pools, we may have been a little sweaty. However, it was always fun showering coed. I untied her wrists and we soaped each other up,front and back. Wee were n the midst of rinsing off, facing each other, and I grabbed her slippery 39C tits and started playing with them, along with her nipples. Yvette grabbed my cock, with one hand, and my ball sac, with her other hand. I foolishly thought for a moment that we were at a stalemate. However, if a lady has a firm hold on your family jewels, she'll get whatever she wants.

Yvette dragged me and my important parts, until she was up against the back wall of the shower stall. She forced my not quite fully ready prick into her love tunnel, and we were off to the races. Needless to say, I screwed Yvette to the shower wall. When we had both come, I washed and rinsed my manly parts and exited the shower, to let Yvette finish by herself. After I dried off and brushed my teeth. I sat on the bed, still naked, waiting for Yvette. Bill wandered in and sat down next to me. I got about 1/2 way through telling Bill about what I had discovered about the Rack and Old Sparky, when the girls came in, within minutes of each other. We all descended to the kitchen naked. Yvette heated up her Jenn-aire indoor smokeless grill. Each of the girls put on a 1920-30s style ruffled apron that protected them from tits down to their pussies from spattered cooking grease. Indeed, when Yvette dropped our thick T-Bone steaks on the hot grill, they sizzled and spattered. Bill and I were offered a drink. I had bourbon on the rocks. Bill chose Scotch, and the girls had Bombay Sapphire Gin 'N Tonics. Bill and I wandered around the house, popped our Viagra pills, and sipping our drinks and perfected our plan for the girls after dinner, while the girls cooked. The aroma of dinner drew Bill and I back to the kitchen.

Everyone had a delicious T-bone steak dinner, with far too many side dishes. I could barely finish my piece of the scrumptious dessert. We helped the girls cleanup after dinner, load the dishwasher and wrapped and put uneaten food in the refrigerator. Everyone took a 10 minute break after dinner to brush our teeth and take care of any other required bodily functions, and then we all descended to Yvette's playroom. We started out slow in order to pace ourselves for a long evening. We tied the girl's wrists crossed behind their backs and up between their shoulder blades. We put each of the girls in one of the pillories and closed the yoke, around their necks, to secure them in. These 2 had been locked in the pillories so many times that we did not have to tie their ankles. Bill and I moved from one girl to the other. Then we switched the girls in the pillories. When we finished, Bill and I had fucked Yvette and Virginia once, and had gotten sucked off once by each girl. We decided to try Old Sparky on Virginia 1st.It was a large heavy wooden chair, that really had no name, but I had 1st called it "Old Sparky," because it reminded me of the State of Illinois's last remaining electric chair. This chair had a fat 9" dildo protruding straight up from the seat, and I had earlier in the day determined that the dildo vibrated, at variable speeds, using a variable motor and speed control knob, under the chair's seat.

Bill found a bottle of K-Y lube in the wall cabinet. He lubed up the chair's phallus, and we forced Virginia to ease and work the dildo all the way into her twat, as she settled in the chair. Her arms and legs were strapped to the chair's arms and legs. Wide belts passed over her thighs and another under her breasts, when tightened, they held Virginia firmly in the chair. Bill turned the knob up to a low speed, and we left Virginia to work on Yvette. Her breasts were tied at their base, because we thought those big pair of 39Cs would look really hot, when she was all stretched out on the rack. To save a little time, we put HD duty ankle cuffs on her, and tied them to the corners of the rack's frame, Leaving her feet spread nearly 4' apart. Her wrists were buckled into regular padded leather cuffs and tied to the ratcheted tightening spool. A wonderful thing happened, which I hadn't discovered earlier. When I cranked the ratcheted geared tightening wheel to stretch Yvette's body, 2 sections of the padded red cushion rose about 6", raising her ass and pussy, plus her upper back and those globular tied 39C tied tits to a most inviting height and access. When I finished, her back was arched, and her stomach was so taught that one could bounce the proverbial quarter off it, and her pussy and tits were sticking right up there for the taking. Yvette's body was well supported by her lower legs and feet, butt, upper back and head.

I climbed on the foot end of the rack, and used my mouth and magical tongue to tease her and to begin to turn her on by licking and kissing my way up both of her legs, from around her knees up to the base of her pussy. I have always found a woman's perineum quite sensitive; and always endeavored to spend extra time going over that area of skin, before attacking her pussy. Her pussy lips were beginning to open of their own volition. I nibbled on them and sucked them, until her petals were fully open. I tongue fucked her for a good while, but got nowhere. Pussy juices were flying everywhere, but there was no sign of her coming. I moved up a few inches to her clit, where an orgasm was a certainty. Yvette was already beginning to thrust er hips and moan. The tip of my tongue swirled around her clit a few times, and then I mibbled and sucked that growing and reddening appendage, until she screamed and came. With pretty near all my weight on her chest, I crawled up her body, until those bound 39C tits were in reach of my hands, even while Yvette was still shaking and spasming, from her first orgasm, I squeezed and squished those beautiful tits, while I sucked and rolled her reddening nipples into 1" long rigid peaks. Finally, I had a raging hardon, which I plastered against her belly. Yvette tried everyway she could to get my cock inside her, but I raped and ravaged her mouth, as we kissed and made out and came pretty close to swallowing each other's tongues.

Pinned under me, Yvette really worked at getting my cock into her twat. When she succeeded, I started screwing her as hard and fast as I could. We got our rhythm in sync, and after maybe 10 minutes of hard fucking, we came nearly simultaneously. As I freed Yvette from The Rack, I noticed that Bill gave Virginia's vibrating dildo one last surge at full power, causing her to have one Hell of a screaming orgasm. I untied Yvette's breast tie. Yvette confided in me that the chair's vibrator could go as fast as the Sybian, but she was comfortable at about 1/2 speed for long periods. I helped Bill get Virginia off the chair. She walked unsteadily over to The Rack, and Bill and I laid her out and fastened her ankles and wrists. Yvette needed no help in impaling her love tunnel on the 9" dildo. Virginia had left it soaking wet, with her pussy juices. I strapped and buckled her in, and turned the dildo' speed up to about half, and left her there. As Bill was stretching Virginia on The Rack, he paused and we studied the mechanism under The Rack, to see what made the 2 sections rise up. The series of gears and a long threaded rod, that Rob had devised, was ingenious. I stepped around behind Yvette, strapped in the chair. I felt those 39C tits good and really worked her breasts and nipples over, causing her to have an orgasm. I moved around in front of her, sucked on her extended nipples for a few minutes, buckled a ball gag deep in her mouth, and I turned the vibrator knob up to about 3/4 and left her there.

A glance over at Bill told me that he was doing fine screwing Virginia into the Naugahyde cushioned rack pad. The increased speed of the Chair's vibrating dildo had made Yvette come 3 times in just about 15 minutes, and she was getting perilously close to losing all control of her body and coming constantly or passing out. I gaveYvette one more orgasm, and turned off the vibrator. She was still shaking and spasming, as I freed her, took off the ballgag, and led her over to the big round bed. When Bill finished with Virginia, she had that just fucked glow about her. The girls sat side-by-side on the circular red bed, and Bill brought a glass of ice water for them to sip. Both girls wore HD ankle cuffs and regular padded leather cuffs. We stood them up, clipped their wrists behind their backs and clipped their ankle cuffs together. We slipped matching 8" X 2" vibrators all the way into their dripping vaginas, and secured them by tying tight crotchropes on them. The next part involved a bit of manual dexterity. Bill got the overhead cable/crank system in position. I picked Yvette up and held her, while Bill clamped her ankle cuffs to the cable system. Next, I picked up Virginia, who was likewise attached to the cable system, except that the girls were hanging back to front, which was not what we wanted. It was a simple matter for each of us to grab the girls by their shoulders and pull them apart, while I spun Virginia 1/2 turn, so that the bound girls were hanging upside down, tits to tits and pussy to pussy.

The rest of our tie was finished by tying the girls together above their knees, at their waists, and a rope tied tightly at their armpits. Don't worry; I did not forget the rolled-up Ace Bandage that I found earlier. Bill held their heads at a slight angle and with their lips meshing. I wound the Ace Bandage around their heads and fastened it with the brass clips. Bill cranked them up, until their feet almost touched the 12' ceiling. We would leave them hanging up there, mouth to mouth and with the vibrators buzzing away for 30-45 minutes. I went upstairs and fetched a couple beers. Bill and I drank the beers and watched the hot squirming sex show unfolding above us. After a suitable time passed and Bill and I had finished our beers, we crank them down part way. The 3 ropes holding their bodies together were removed. We undid the Ace Bandage, that held their mouths together, and Bill and I pulled the girls apart, only enough to flip Virginia 1/2 turn, so that the girls hung there back to back. We took the original 3 ropes and re-tied them together. We left their crotchropes and vibrators in place, but worked a finger between the crotchropes and rubbed their clits, until each had a more extreme orgasm than the vibrator had provided them. After Bill made a slight adjustment in their hanging height, we started off with the girls blowing us, which quickly turned into a mouth fucking fest. It had been over an hour since Bill or I had gotten any, and we rammed and battered their mouths, with our cocks, through 2 orgasms apiece. After that, we let them down and freed them, including the vibes and crotchropes, but kept the cuffs on their wrists and ankles, because we weren't finished with them there, even though Yvette could hardly wait to get up on the crucifix.

We sat the girls on the large circular bed. Bill had taken our empty beer bottles back up to the kitchen, and returned with a resealable 16 oz. Coke. The girls passed the Coke back and forth, taking sips or gulps, until their heads cleared, from hanging upside down for over an hour, and the room stopped spinning. We stood the girls back-to-back, under the cable. We clipped their wrist cuffs together in front of them, and raised the cable, until it was nearly snug. Then, from under the big round bed, Bill pulled out a 3-1/2' metal spreader bar, with large metal loops threaded on each end. We forced the girl's legs wide apart and fastened each loop to their ankle cuffs. A single rope tied around their waists kept them together. There was only one thing left to do, FUCK 'EM! This was to be our last sex act in Yvette's playroom, and we made the most of it by shooting our wads. I fucked Yvette twice and Virginia once, but as you'll see momentarily, Bill was holding back a little. I undid Yvette's ankle cuffs and the waist rope. I turned her around, facing Virginia, clipped her ankle cuffs to the spreader bar and tied the girls together, extra tightly, with the waist rope. It was time for Bill and me to get the leather suede floggers out of the wall cabinet. The girls were standing tits to tits, with their arms stretched overhead and their legs spread wide apart, although their feet were firmly planted on the ground.

Bill got a suede flogger for each of us. And we started right in. I had become pretty good with the flogger, with minimal opportunities to use one. I started at the top by flicking my weapon all over Yvette's arms that were held overhead taking great care that she didn't get smacked in the face. I did her neck, shoulders and underarms, which were particularly sensitive. It was infinitely easier for Bill and me to move around the girls. Bill started right around the heels and worked his way, in stages up to the pussy/ass area. With the girl's legs tied wide apart, it was easy for Bill to flog the insides of their legs, almost right up to their pussies. Before that, Bill and I shifted girls around the tit level. Even though a rope, at waist level held them together, the sides of their breasts were still exposed, and Bill was able to connect with and redden the sides of their boobs, and I was able to redden the sides of their legs, which were formerly closed off, when the girl's legs were tied together up on the crucifix. When Bill and I had flogged and reddened everywhere, but the girl's butts, we enthusiastically lit into their asses, with the floggers, until we had turned them at least twice as dark red as the rest of their bodies. It has probably NOT gone unnoticed to you that the girl's were in leg spreader bars. Some of our flogger blows hit, either on purpose or accidentally between theirwidely spread legs, and caught the girls squarely on their pussies, which always yielded a yelp or cry.

When we finished with their backsides, I released Yvette, but left Virginia there, hanging from the ceiling chain and at the pleasure of Bill. Yvette knelt over the circular bed and let me insert the 3" RC (remote controlled) vibrator deep up her twat. Yvette climbed on the crucifix and spread her arms along the underside of the heavy crossbar. I used the provided lengths of rough thick rope and wrapped and tied her arms to the crossbeam at her wrists, above the elbow and just below her shoulder. Next, I tied her knees together, and finally I tied her ankles together and to the upright 4" X 6" post. In Yvette's duffle bag, I found a box containing an assortment of nipple clamps, some fabricated, obviously by Rob. I skipped the pair with the tinkle bells attached to them, in favor of a pair of 3/4" wide clamps with tiny jingle bells solder to them. These were the type of clamp or clip that one might use to hold a stack of loose papers together. I sucked each of her nipples and clamped one on each nipple. These were mean suckers and would leave a longer lasting crease, when removed, and I imagined that they hurt like Hell! Although Yvette protested, I had a ballgag buckled deep behind her teeth, before she got all the words out. Without warning, I pulled her little standing platform right out from under her feet, and Yvette dropped about 6 inches like a rock.

I don't really understand all this flogging. My Jennifer enjoys a good spanking every now and then, and it really does turn her on. It is easy to pass these whole body flogging women as pain sluts, but I think it is more complicated than that. Maybe women's wiring and nerves are primarily or secondarily connected straight to their pussies, because a whole body flogging turns them on more. Anyway, I flicked that flogger at Yvette and covered and colored her front a nice hot red color, except her breasts. The sounds of the little nipple clamp bells echoed throughout the playroom almost everytime I hit her. Yvette's knees were still bent as she hung there, and she moved her legs from side to side, but I got her twat good and red, while the 3" RC vibrator inside her kept her coming. I occasionally glanced back at Bill to see what he was doing to Virginia. During the time I flogged Yvette, Bill had a torrid makeout session. Finger fucked Virginia, screwed Virginia, and even flogged her a little more. I removed Yvette's jingle bell nipple clamps one at a time, and sucked each nipple as best as I could, but the jingle bell clamp left quite a crease in each of her nipples. I flogged each of Yvette's breasts and let her enjoy another orgasm. I let Yvette hang there about another 15-20 minutes, while Bill finished with Virginia. In this way, Virginia could go directly up on the cross.

I pushed the foot rest board back in its slot, took off Yvette's ballgag and began the slow task of releasing Yvette from the cross. It's happened often enough over the past months that maybe it can be called a tradition. When Yvette was free of the cross, shelept off the little platform, wrapped her arms around my neck, and kissed and thanked me. Then she slowly slithered and kissed her way down my body, until she had my cock in her mouth. Unencumbered by any ropes or bonds, except the 3" RC vibrator still running in her pussy, she gave me her best hands on blowjob. When she polished me off and swallowed my cum, she plucked the 3" vibrator out of her pussy, and went to the Sybian. The 7" pussy destroying phallus and the clit tickler attachments were clean and in place. I lubed up the 7" phallus, and Yvette impaled herself on it. I tied and strapped her in the inescapable clutches of the Sybian. I turned the Sybian's control up to half speed. She had said that she could go at that speed for over an hour. It was not my intention to make her pass out this time. When Bill finished with Virginia on the crucifix, I helped him tie her spread-eagle on the circular bed. I left Yvette alone, and left Bill, with the Hitachi Magic wand to eventually make her pass out, Upstairs, I prepared 2 cold wash cloths, grabbed a couple more Cokes from the refrigerator, and the bottle of bourbon from the kitchen cabinet. Back downstairs, I felt that I was ready for anything.

Bill teased her pussy, with the Hitachi Magic Wand hi-speed vibrator/massager, until she had an orgasm, and then backed off to let her come down. Bill continued his tactic for well over a half hour. Meanwhile, Yvette continued to writhe and moan and scream and come on the Sybian. I pointed out the time to Bill, and he turned the Hitachi up to high and held the large softhead directly against her pussy. Virginia screamed and came and squeaked and came and eventually passed out. Bill released her and revived her with a cold wash cloth. Meanwhile, I cranked the Sybian up to about 3/4 speed for one final spectacular orgasm for Yvette. She really screamed and came, but did not pass out. After Yvette was out of the clutches of the Sybian, the 2 girls were sitting side-by-side on the circular bed sipping Coke. Soon thereafter I switched the Coke for the bottle of bourbon. The girls passed the bottle back and forth, taking a swallow each time. Alternately Bill and I would also take a swig.

We took the girls upstairs 2 flights to the bedrooms. I owed Bill, so took Virginia to the spare bedroom. We were going to give them each the deep fuck, and then our 2 days would be up. I tied Virginia's hands behind her back and laid her out in the middle ofm the bed, with a pillow under her rump. Each of her ankles were brought way up over and past her head and tied to one of the bed's corner posts of the 4 poster bed. Virginia's legs were spread as wide apart as I have ever seen them, and her pussy was already open and invitingly waiting for my cock. There was no time for me to go down on her, so I speared her pussy with my rock hard tool and buried it as deep in her love tunnel as she had ever felt. By moving in and out, only an inch or two, I was rubbing her clit and otherwise making it unbearable for her inner desires to thrust and fuck. After she came, I merely rested deep inside her, until she had recovered and began her little hip movements. I surprised her, when my response to her little hip thrusts, brought on a constant torrent of deep full length thrusts in and out of her tight twat. In these situations, NO MERCY was my motto. I kept pounding into her from all angles, but never slowed or stopped, until I finally exploded deep inside her. Tomorrow, Virginia would be walking, with that just fucked look, and maybe she might have a little limp.

When Virginia and I walked into Yvette's bedroom, she was sound asleep and lightly snoring. We covered her up, and I later wrote a note for Rob, and left it on the kitchen table. As for the naked and bound Virginia, I gave her 3 choices. She could put on some clothes and I would drive her home, or she could put on some clothes and I would walk her home through the back yards, or she could remain naked and bound, and I would take her home the back way. To my surprise, Virginia chose the latter. Bill and I got dressed, and Bill pulled my car around the block to pick me up. Virginia scurried out the kitchen sliders, around the pool, out the gate, and across the lawn, through the gate connecting the yards, across Virginia's yard, and into her pool enclosure. Virginia and I entered her house through the sliders into her kitchen. Just as we got into the kitchen, Stan came in from the garage. I handed Stan Virginia's garment bag of clothes and accessories. I told Stan that Virginia had a few shots of bourbon, said my goodbyes, and exited via the front door, where Bill was waiting to drive us home and bed and sleep.


Stan's 3 Sex Slaves

Hi, this is Jennifer. As you have read, this was the Saturday in August when our husbands were going to snatch Virginia and take her to our woodland play/sex area. Dan, Bill and Rob got up early to burst into Virginia's house, tie her up, give her an enema, and make her suck them off, and take her to our woods for a day of creative bondage sex. Believe me, I've been through it. Our husbands would leave Stan tied up naked in their bed, for Sally, Yvette and me to play with and molest and fuck, while the boys had Virginia captive in the woods and fucking her brains out. Sally walked down to my house a little after 9:00. We drove over and collected Yvette, and drove around the block to Stan and Virginia's house. We grabbed our gear out of the car and walked right in the front door. In the kitchen, Yvette and I cleaned up, from Stan and Virginia's breakfast, while Sally brewed a fresh pot of coffee. We sat around the kitchen table sipping coffee, talking and gossiping, until our husbands brought Virginia downstairs and left with her in the back of my Dan's SUV, but not before parading her before us. She was all trussed up like a Thanksgiving turkey, using just about every toy and adornment they had at their disposal. It was a wonder that Virginia could walk on her own. Stan would have been upstairs bound in his bed. waiting for the inevitable.

We let Stan stew upstairs for about another15 minutes, while we finished our coffee, before going upstairs. We found Stan in his bed, in his bedroom, with his hands cuffed behind his back, and his ankles were tied spread to the bottom corners of the bed. Stan was, of course pissed, and his 7" flagpole was drooping at half mast. It was Sally who told Stan that we were going to switch things around, and let him tie us up and do what he wanted with us, until it was time to go to the woods. There were 3 conditions, however, being that Stan had to release us for lunch, and allow us to take him to the woods at the end of the day, and whenever possible, Yvette was to be bound with padded leather cuffs, because she was going out that night and didn't need any visible rope marks. I'm not sure that Stan bought the whole bizarre story, but all the girls' stripped naked, sucked Stan's cock harder and harder, and released him. He climbed out of bed and began pawing through our bondage duffle bags. He took out a pair of padded ankle cuffs and a good quantity of rope. Stan used the wrist cuffs that had just been on him to bind Yvette's wrists crossed up between her shoulder blades. Sally and I had our wrists tied the same way, except that Stan used rope on us. The ankle cuffs went on Yvette, and her legs were tied spread wide open to the bottom corner posts of the bed. It appeared that Yvette was all prepared to screw.

Sally and I were going to get a lot more prep work. I think that this was where Stan realized that he was truly in control and could do what he wanted to us. Sally and I endured a 2finger, followed by a 3 finger probing and opening of our pussies. The biggest vibrators in our duffle bags were shoved up our twats, turned up to high and secured in place with a tight crotchrope. Sally and I were made to kneel, with knees touching, right up by the pillows on the bed. Stan used more rope and tied our thighs together. A rope was wrapped around our waists twice and tied us even closer together. Another doubled rope was carefully threaded between our backs and bound arms, which when pulled tight and tied, Drew our breasts together. Stan spent at least 5 minutes rummaging around in his bathroom looking for something.

When he finally found it, he brought it out and wrapped an Ace bandage around our heads and mouths, securing it with 3 brass clips. Our heads were tilted, so that our mouths were lined up in the perfect kissing position. Now that Stan had immobilized all3 of us, he rummaged through our 2nd duffle bag and came out with, of all things, the vibrating cock ring. He turned it on, and then stretched and settled the cock ring at the base of his hard 7" cock. He barked at Sally and me to start making out and not to stop, and then slid his buzzing cock into Yvette's love canal. He screwed her pretty good, until one of them got close to an orgasm. Then, Stan buried his cock against Yvette's clit, and simply rocked back and forth against her love spot, until she screamed and came. I could see Stan thrusting and bucking into Yvette, and he had the equivalent of an orgasm, except that no cum came out. You know that Sally and I did not makeout nonstop. It was more fun to watch the action on the bed. However, when the vibrators in our pussies got to be too much for either of us, we locked lips, sucked tongue and enjoyed the orgasm that washed over us. Stan's 2nd screwing of Yvette consisted only of him rocking his cock and vibrating cock back and forth over Yvette's clit, until she really screamed and momentarily drifted into her own private never never-land. Sally and I were on our 3rd orgasms, when Stan withdrew from Yvette, removed the cock ring from his penis, pulled Yvette up into a sitting position, straddled her body and shoved his cock down her throat.

It took him 2 mouth fuckings to get rid of all the built up gism that he had stored up, but Yvette swallowed it all.

Stan untied Yvette's ankles, but left the ankle cuffs on, and took her downstairs, along with the duffle bags. He seemed to be gone quite some time. By the time Stan came back upstairs for Sally and me, I think Sally had come 3 more times, and I had 2. He unwrapped the Ace Bandage, from around our heads, carefully rolled it back up and left it on the floor. The rest of the ropes holding us together, were removed. He briefly got me to my feet long enough to make me walk around to the end of the bed and kneel down, with my wrists still tied, and my boobs resting on the bed's mattress. WHACK, I heard an instant before I felt it. Stan spanked my ass, until it was dark red and likely last several hours, before he fucked me doggie-style. He took his time on me, and the 1st fucking of the day always felt glorious. As we got our rhythm going and his balls slapped against me, Stan worked a finger between us and rubbed my clit, until we both came. When I had seemed to recover, Stan took me downstairs. The 1st thing I saw in the living room was Yvette tied down to a coffee table. Her arms wre cuffed and tied to the bottoms of each of one set of coffee table legs. Her head hung back over the end of the table. The base of her tits had been tied, and her nipples sported a nipple clamp. She had a big black ballgag stuffed in her mouth, and a rope around her waist and the table helped hold her in place. Yvette's legs were frog-tied with the ankle cuffs and rope wrapped around her thighs. I was pushed down on the carpet and arranged on my side in the middle of the living room floor, and my ankles were tied together. Stan went back upstairs for Sally, but I could not communicate with Yvette, because of her ballgag.

I waited for Stan to bring down Sally. Finally Sally appeared, with that just fucked look and a spanked ass as red as mine. She was put down on the carpeted floor, by Stan, and positioned on her side, with her pussy right in my face. Sally got a ballgag, and Stan raised her outside leg, to give me complete access, and instructed me to lick her pussy and not stop. I started in on Sally's pussy, although from the positions we were in and our bonds, my efforts were pretty much confined to her pussy and no adjacent areas. It had been my intention to give Sally a normal straight forward pussy eating. I peeked once and saw Stan kneeling and eating out Yvette. It soon became apparent that Stan was taking his time and teasing Yvette with his tongue. I knew Yvette's sounds, even when ballgagged, and she started her moaning, which quickly turned into sounds of ballgagged pleading and urgency to be taken over the summit into blessed orgasmic oblivion. Yvette finally screamed and came, and I think Stan gave her a 2nd little clitoral orgasm. I quickly attacked Sally's clit and made her come twice in rapid succession. Stan reversed Sally's and my positions. My ankles were untied, my outside leg bent at the knee, and I received Sally's ballgag. Sally's ankles got tied together. I was in a much better position to watch what Stan was doing, as Sally started licking my pussy. Stan removed Yvette's ballgag, and forced his stiff cock into Yvette's mouth. Yvette's head was still hanging backwards over the edge of the coffee table. He slammed his cock in and out of Yvette's mouth, well into her throat, until he came. Meanwhile, Sally had to pickup the pace on me, as Stan was standing over us waiting for me to come. Sally was aware of Stan's looming presence standing over us, and licked and sucked and nibbled on my clit, taking me through 2 small orgasms.

Stan got Sally and me up on our knees, kneeling side-by-side. Our wrists and arms had been tied in the reverse hammerlock position for at least 2 hours and the state of the rest of our bondage didn't seem to matter. First, Stan released Yvette amd took her away. They were gone quite sometime, while Sally and I knelt and waited in the middle of the living room floor. When Stan finally came back, he wanted a long slow blowjob, and I was selected. After my ballgag was removed, I duck down and went after Stan's balls. I licked his scrotum, until it was dripping with my saliva. I took his entire ball sac into my mouth, and used my tongue to find his individual testicles. I was able to separate each of his balls, with my tongue, and individually almost sucked the life out of them. Meanwhile, Stan reached down and diddled my nipples and squeezed and played with my breasts. Next, I licked and lightly sucked his rapidly hardening cock, until it fairly dripped my saliva. I licked and swirled my tongue around the head of his penis. I took him halfway into my mouth, and slurped and sucked and bobbed up and down on Stan's hard cock. Soon, his cock was going deeper and deeper into my throat. Also, that was when Stan held my head and fucked my mouth hard and deep, until he came down my throat, and I swallowed his load of cum. The ball gag was again buckled in my mouth, and I was taken to another room.

Stan and I crossed the hall and entered a large room that I would describe as a combination entertainment/exercise room. A huge flat screen Tv hung on the far left wall. A 4 seated sofa, plus easy chairs, lamps, tables and a mini-fridge set on hardwood floors completed that furniture grouping. Most of the exercise half of the room was covered with gym pads, except for the treadmill and pool table. The pool table appeared to be an antique, with huge barrel legs and mesh leather pockets. There was a weight bench, with a rack of weights and bars and dumbbells at one end. Finally, there was a 3' wide chinning bar that was made of 3 pieces of pipe and set in the floor. If it weren't for the 10' ceilings, the chinning bar could have been used for gymnastics. I did see Yvette, when I first entered the room, but I wanted to set the stage first. Yvette was in padded leather cuffs tied spread-eagle. Her pussy lips flared out unusually far, because of the vibrator and tightness of the crotchrope that Stan had tied. She was ballgagged, but her nipple clamps and breast bondage were gone. Stan helped me up on the pool table and laid me out on my back. He tied me spread-eagle, with a small pillow covered by a towel, under my butt. Stan ballgagged me, tied my boobs and shoved a big vibrator, running on high, right up my twat and left, presumably to get, and maybe torment, Sally. There was no visible clock in that room, so I resorted to measuring time by my orgasms, from the vibrator, and I had just had my 2nd, when Stan and Sally came in the room.

Stan tied Sally down to the weight bench. He laid her out on her back. Her wrists were securely tied to the weight stand, where at least 500 pounds of weights and dumbbells prevented Sally from any chance of freeing or even moving her arms was impossible. Sally was ballgagged, tied down, with a rope around her waist, and her tits were tied at their base like mine. A rope around her waist and the weight bench kept Sally in place. Finally, her legs and ankles were frog-tied just at the end of the bench. A buzzing vibrator was shoved all the way up her twat. Stan started on Yvette first. He got in front of her, drew her against his body, and started making out with her. Their kisses quickly progressed to tongue sucking and those steamy long seemingly never ending frantic kisses that I envied so much. Stan removed Yvette's crotch rope and vibrator, while he finger fucked, her from behind, with one hand, while his other hand roamed over her 39C titties, and squeezed and diddled her nipples and rolled them out as far as they would go. When Yvette came from the finger fucking, Stan untied her wrists, but left her padded wrist cuffs on. He twisted her wrists, so that they were positioned palm-to-palm, clipped them together, and tied a rope to her wrist cuffs, threw it over the chinning bar and pulled it, until Yvette was bent over at the waist in the strappado position. Before Stan left Yvette for me, he shoved an angry black bumpy vibrator deep into her love tunnel. I guessed correctly that I was next on Stan's list.

Stan climbed onto the pool table and straddled my belly. Like with Yvette, he spent a good amount of time squeezing, kneading and licking my tied globular reddening tits. My nipples were not spared, THANK GOD! Stan pinched them, tweaked them, twisted them, diddled them, and most importantly he sucked my nipples good and long and hard. In a smooth move, while still sucking my nipples, Stan re-positioned himself to fuck me, and pulled out my vibrator and set it aside. Stan was on top of me, with about 3/4 of his weight crushing me into the pool table, he slid his cock a few inches into my warm waiting love tunnel, while initiating a makeout session, that lasted from an innocent kiss, until our kisses were so long that I had to break them off in order to catch my breath. Meanwhile, during all of this kissing and making out, I tried humping and bucking my hips, in order to get Stan moving down there and fuck me silly, but his mind was set on one objective, to kiss me crazy. When, at last, Stan started to fuck me, my pussy was elevated for him, by the pillow under my butt. We fucked long and hard, like old familiar lovers, until we came at nearly the same time. Stan shoved my buzzing vibrator back up my cunt and left me to attend to Sally.

As Sally lay on the weight bench, Stan knelt and removed her running buzzing vibrator. He spread her frog tied legs, and further spread her pussy lips. Stan went down on her and really worked on her pussy, with his tongue, and Sally came with a great moan and a satisfactory sigh. When Stan concentrated on her clit, Stan drove Sally wild. Without giving her time to even come down, Stan re-tied her legs about a foot apart. He lifted her legs over his head, and let them rest on his shoulders. Stan stood, with Sally's legs rising too. Stan directed his cock downward and buried it all the way into Sally's love tunnel. He plunged downward, in and out of Sally's hot tight vagina, until they both came. He completely untied Sally and took off all bondage equipment from her body. He told Sally to take a 1o minute break, clean herself up, and then begin preparing lunch in the kitchen. Yvette had been standing tied in the strappado position for some time. Stan went around behind her and plucked out her vibrator from her twat. He grabbed her hips and easily slid his 7" cock all the way inside her pussy, with no trouble at all. It was Yvette who initially started fucking Stan by thrusting herself back against Stan's cock. Stan bent over her back, while Stan got a good hold on Yvette's 39C boobs. He squeezed and both of them thrust at each other. Eventually they got in sync and developed a good rhythm, which kept getting faster and faster. When they both came, Stan collapsed onto Yvette's back. I feared that he might be done for the morning. Eventually, Stan released Yvette from all bondage, and she was told to take a 1o minute break, and then help Sally work on lunch.

Now, it was just Stan and me. He untied my arms and legs and helped me off the pool table. He simply re-tied my wrists behind my back, and picked me up and sat me down on the pool bumper at the narrow end of the table. He pushed me back, so that I was back lying on the table,, with my feet and ankles spread wide and my feet rested on the end pool table bumper. Stan went down on me, without even frog-tying my legs. He did his standard preliminary work up to my pussy. I don't know what I was thinking or where my head was at, but I screamed and came while Stan was sucking my pussy lips. I had no idea where my resolve or control went, because I came again, while Stan was tongue fucking me. Maybe I was looking forward to lunch or fretted about what Stan might do to me after lunch. I somewhat got it together, when Stan's tongue reached my clit. I resolved not to come, until I had to. I held on as long as I could against the onslaught and teasing of Stan's tongue. Eventually, I couldn't take anymore and allowed my clit to explode and take me in a nirvana that was rarely visited by my mind and body. Stan freed me, and when I could, I climbed the stairs to Virginia's bathroom. I cleaned myself up somewhat, peed, brushed my teeth, and went downstairs to the kitchen, where the others were waiting for me and about to start eating.

Our lunch was sort of a hot tuna salad, heated in the microwave. Virginia had made a mixture of flaked white meat tuna, mayonnaise and shredded cheddar cheese, walnut pieces and dried cherries. It was heated, until the cheese melted. The stringy gooey cheese reminded me of a double cheese pizza, and was delicious. We, also, had warm caramel nut rolls and fruit compote. Stan took his Viagra. I talked with my Dan on our cellphones and found out that we were both running late. I agreed to meet them at the woods around 5:oo PM. The girls cleaned up the kitchen, when everyone had finished, while Stan made his preparations for us, right outside the kitchen slider windows, on the pool deck. We lined up along the edge of the pool, and Stan tied each of our wrists behind our backs. Stan had to use rope on Yvette, because the padded leather cuffs could not get wet. Stan pushed all 3 of us into the pool, and jumped in right after us. I came up in chest deep water. Stan lined us up in roughly the same depth water. He picked me first.. I anticipated what was coming next. Stan told me to suck his cock, until it was stiff. I took a deep breath and Stan dunked me. I found his cock, took it about half way inmy mouth, sealed my lips around his shaft and sucked for all I was worth. In one fluid motion, Stan grabbed me by my waist, lifted me out of the water and settled his cock at the entrance to my love tunnel. I slid down his shaft, until I was fully impaled on Stan's dick. While he firmed up his grip on my waist, I locked my legs around his waist.

One of Stan's big meaty hands supported my butt and the other held my back. We took a Hell of a ride there in the pool that afternoon. I bounced up and down on Stan's cock like I was riding a pogo stick, and thought a couple times that I might just break his prick right off. Stan came 1st, but I kept bouncing away, for just a couple more minutes, until I got mine. I hadn't even finished coming, when Stan flipped me backwards off of him. I surfaced spurting pool water and made my way to the built-in stairs and climbed out of the pool. Stan fucked Sally and Yvette in just the same way. When everyone was out of the pool, Stan brought large pool towels, from Virginia's mudroom, and wrapped them around us and him, without drying us off, and tucked ours in between our breasts. We were all herded out of Virginia's pool enclosure, across the lawn, through the gate, across more lawn and eventually into the privacy of Yvette's pool fence that had been privatized by the installation of woven nylon strips through the Cyclone fence. As soon as Stan closed the gate, he pulled off our towels and pushed us in the pool. We all came up in chest to neck deep water. Sally and I were ignored for several minutes, so we just stayed inn the pool. Stan, who had jumped in after us, helped Yvette out of the pool, dried off her arms and the upper half of her body. Stan switched and bound Yvette to the carpeted end of the diving board, using padded leather cuffs, Once Yvette was secured. Stan jumped back in the pool and dragged Sally and me out of the pool.

Stan folded our towels into a pad, and I was ordered to kneel, with my wrists still tied behind my back, and told to eat out Sally, who stood, gladly spread her legs and shoved her twat in my face. Meanwhile, Stan had Yvette's legs frog-tied. He grabbed her knees, spread her legs wide open and went down on her. Yvette had 2, and possibly 3, pretty vocal orgasms, and I gave Sally her due in the same period of time. Stan ordered Sally and me to switch positions, while he mounted Yvette and started screwing her. Stan stopped me, when he and Yvette had enough. Everyone was untied and the 3 girls and Stan went into Yvette's house and downstairs into Yvette's playroom. Neither Sally nor I had ever been down there before. Stan let Yvette give us a brief tour of the equipment, but some of the apparatus was not yet functioning. My wrists and neck were locked into the standing pillory, while Sally was forced to kneel and get her wrists and neck locked in the kneeling pillory. Yvette had her wrists buckled behind her back, with padded leather cuffs to conform to our wishes that she not be left with rope marks. She knelt on the playrooms carpeted floor bent over her red circular bed. I got mine first and it turned out to be Stan's last sexual act on me that day. Behind me, I felt 2 or 3 fingers working their way into my love tunnel to open me up. He grabbed my hips and slowly eased his cock into me. It was one of those screwings that you'd like to end with. I spread my legs wider apart so that Stan could go in really deep and fill me. Slow and smooth we dueled each other in and out, until we built up a faster rhythm. Stan's hands reached under my torso and squeezed and kneaded my titties, and his fingers rolled and tweaked and stretched and pinched my nipples, while never stopping. It felt glorious. Neutrally we went faster and faster. I'm not sure who came first, but the other was not far behind. The ntensity of my orgasm was so great that my knees briefly buckled. I enjoyed my orgasm, but Stan had pulled out and moved on to Sally.

Sally had been patiently waiting in the kneeling pillory. When Stan presented his semi-rigid cock to her mouth, she eagerly accepted it in her mouth. The fact that my pussy juices and some of Stan's come still on his cock was no concern. She sucked him hard, and then went onto sucking and licking his scrotum and individual balls. With that accomplished, Sally licked his shaft and swirled her tongue around the head of his penis. It was at this point that Stan took over, grabbed Sally's hair and fucked the Hell out of her mouth, which culminated with Stan shooting every drop of his cum down her throat. Stan moved on to Yvette, who was bound with leather cuffs, ballgagged and still patiently waiting her turn, while kneeling over the edge of her big round red bed. They were directly behind me, and I couldn't really see what was happening, because my wrists and head were locked in the standing pillory's yoke. However, I could tell from the sloshing slapping sounds and Yvette's muffled whimpers and moans that Stan was giving it good to her doggie-style. I actually didn't hear Yvette come, but I'm sure she did at least once. The next thing that I noticed was Stan retrieving a suede leather flogger out of a cabinet on the wall. All 3 of us girls got our butts reddened, by the deft and accurate strokes of Stan. We were all released, moved out of the playroom and out on the pool deck. Everyone wrapped a towel around our naked bodies and scurried to the visual safety of Virginia's pool enclosure.

From there we all shed our towels and went upstairs to have a quick shower and head for the woods. I hadn't realized how late it was. Sally and I had a quick shower in Virginia's bathroom, while Stan and Yvette showered next door in the guest bathroom. When Sally and I had finished, dried off and made ourselves presentable, we got dressed in our bras, panties, shorts, t-shirts or tank tops, and old tennisshoes, which were right on the floor where we had shed them first thing that morning. I went down stairs and pulled my SUV into the garage in preparation of loading Stan in the back, while Sally policed the house, pool area and bedrooms, and packed all our ropes and other equipment into our duffle bags. Having completed their showers, and who knew what else, Yvette and Stan wandered into our bedroom. Yvette got dressed. I put Stan's tennis shoes on him and tied his wrists behind his back, and Sally sucked Stan's freshly washed cock, until it was hard. Then, she tied a rope twice around the base of his cock and his balls. After she tied it tight, there was a length of rope left to serve as a leash. We took Stan, and our gear, down to the garage, got him in the back of my SUV, and tied his ankles together. Thegirls piled in my car. I opened the garage door and we barreled off to the woods.

As we approached the woods, I gave Dan a call on his cellphone to tell him that we would arrive in about 10 minutes. My Dan instructed me to take road #3. As my car pulled up to the right spot, I couldn't believe my eyes. The guys had Virginia all bound and trussed up, hanging by her ankles, upside down, sucking the guy's cocks. I guess it was Sally, who I told to get Stan out of the back of my car. Yvette was faster than I was, when we piled out of my car, stripped off our clothes and got in line to get our pussies eaten out. Horny little bitches weren't we? I was 3rd in line, behind Dan and Yvette. Sally rolled and dragged Stan out of my car untied his ankles and led him by the leash to stand last in line. It was a good thing that Virginia was blindfolded and couldn't see the line waiting for the pleasures from her tongue. After Dan got his BJ, Yvette got hers, followed by me and then Sally. While Sally was recovering, from having her pussy eaten like a before dinner appetizer, I stepped in and untied the rope tied around Stan's cock and balls. Stan was still hard as ever, when I placed his prick on Virginia's lips. It was too bad that neither of them could grab hold of something and fuck Virginia's face. That was it, when Stan came. It took quite some time to get Virginia down and free of all bonds. Stan had his wrists tied behind his back and he was ballgagged, before we loaded him back into the rear compartment of my SUV. All the guys kissed their wives goodbye. Virginia was unbound and buttoned into her lightweight raincoat, which came from her garment bag that had been hung in my SUV that morning.

Bill, Virginia, Yvette and me got into my SUV, but we waited for Jennifer's car to leave first. After they pulled out through the gate, I pulled forward, and then waited while Bill got out and locked the gate. Then, the 4 of us were off on a 1-1/2 day adventure of bondage sex, fine dining, debauchery and whatever we decided to do!!!