Introduction

Hi, this is Jennifer. It was the 1st Saturday in September, and the warm fall rains had come early to Chicago's North Shore suburbs, including Lake Forest. It was still warm and, the wife swapping bondage sex group had their final outing/kidnapping scheduled for the following Saturday. Sally was scheduled to be the victim, and Bill would be left behind for Virginia, Yvette and me to play with. Next to my Dan's 8-1/2" cock, the girls really liked playing with Bill. The problem was that it had rain most everyday for the last week, and more rain was forecast for the coming week On that Saturday afternoon, Sally and I took a ride out to our woods and checked it out. When we got there, the roads were underwater, and we didn't even go inside the fence to look around. Sally and I reported our findings to our husbands. I think the phone lines were buzzing overtime for the next day. Everyone met at Sally's and Bill's Sunday night, before dinner, to work everything out. We all reluctantly decided to cancel the outdoor kidnapping, but agreed that the event could be saved by shuttling the captive wives from house to house in the back of everyone's SUV. The guys would plan everything, and cook or provide all the meals, except the 1st day's breakfast. We worked out a few more details, and everyone went their separate ways.

Monday night I got a semi-urgent phone call from Sally, who first wanted to confirm that it was all right with me that our husbands could play with or fuck any of the females. I said sure. When Sally asked for my permission, I later learned and believed that Sally had no knowledge of our husband's plans. Also, the girls had to wear short sexy slutty clothes that were disposable. That is, our clothes could be ripped off our bodies at any time! I thought this would add a new wrinkle to our games and would be a Hell of a lot of fun. I immediately had some idea as to where we could get some good disposable clothes.

On Tuesday morning I picked up Yvette and Virginia, and took them to my store. Sally was already working at her store, next to mine. Way back in February I bought a quantity of lined summer skirts in patterns and solids. However, when they arrived, they had no lining and the hems were frayed and coming apart on their own. The company told me just to keep them and gave me a full credit. They would have had to re-manufacture each skirt to have them lined. I did not re-order anything ever again from that company. Sally met us up in my 3rd floor storeroom, where I had a rack of 20-24 of these unlined summer pencil skirts. It was a controlled shrieking free-for-all. You'd think that 4 young women would not go berserk over a free skirt. Each girl grabbed 2-4 skirts to try on. I laid back. After the girls were trying on their choices, I selected a solid navy blue skirt and a patterned skirt, from what was left. When everyone had made their final final selection of a free skirt, we walked down a back stairway to the seamstress room. I had 3 seamstresses on duty that morning and told them that this was an important rush order, and to set what they were working on aside. Each of us showed a seamstress where we wanted the dress cut off and hemmed, which turned out to be about 2" below the bottoms of our vaginas, +/- an inch or so. I wound up with the navy blue skirt, and had my seamstress pin it at 2 inches below my twat. After changing back into our clothes, I told our 3 seamstresses that wewere going out for a long lunch, and would be back after lunch to try our skirts on.

I drove us to the most expensive restaurant that I could think of within a 10-15 minute drive of my shop. "Martinis for everyone," I ordered, and ordered a 2nd one for everyone, before a couple of the girls had finished their 1st one. I was going to get us liquored up, before we started talking about this coming weekend's sex fest. Everyone ordered some kind of salad, with either: shrimp, salmon or chicken pieces on it, along with an appropriate dressing. I ordered 2 bottles of Chardonnay wine, with our salads and some nut and fruit bread slices. We skipped dessert. During our discussions, I had thought that Virginia might have a number of sleeveless button blouses that no longer fit her, because of her breast implants. However, it turned out that she had already donated them to our local thrift shop. After lunch, everyone was feeling pretty good, when we returned to my store to try on our altered disposable dresses. My seamstresses did a great job and everyone looked really hot and slutty. I was surprised that Sally and Yvette thought they should have had their skirts cut off even SHORTER! From my store, we drove to the Thrift Shop at one of the malls. Unfortunately, they were having a big sale, and the aisles were packed woman to woman. It reminded me of the annual sale at Betty's in Winnetka, where cops were hired to control the entrance, and you had to try on your prospective purchases in the aisles. The 4 of us fought our way to the back of the store, where the tops were hung on rack after rack. Virginia found one sleeveless top, which she thought she might have donated, but it was among 200-300 tops. The thing to do was to elbow and push your way to the clothes racks and grab a fistful of items you maybe wanted to buy. Another trick was to have a partner, to guard your own clothes, because if you left it, while trying on something, someone else would snatch your real clothes and try and buy them.

Sally and I broke away from the others and stuck together. Right there in an aisle, I took off my good top and gave it to Sally, to hold onto. I had 6 tops to try on, but I only tried on 4. I had a white one, and a lemon yellow top, which both fit snugly and went with my new shortened navy skirt. At $1.00 apiece, I couldn't go wrong and bought both. I held onto Sally's top, while she tried on 5 tops. She wound up buying 4 tops at $1.00 each. We fought our way to the speedy express checkout, where we saw Virginia and Yvette, who each bought 3 tops. What a fucking zoo! After everyone checked out, we drove to the other end of that mall to have a drink. What we women go through to please our men! One drink led to 2, and we wound up ordering some really delicious juicy burgers and various side orders, which we divvied up, for our lunch. When I got home, I tried on both tops in the privacy of my bedroom, and wearing my slutty navy skirt. I couldn't decide between the lemon yellow or white top, and tabled the issue, until later in the week. The Thrift Store sold no bras or panties there, so we would have to go to the $Dollar Store the next day. I wasn't about to let our sex starved husbands rip up my good expensive lingerie. Sally and I went to the $Dollar Store the next morning, but did not see the other girls there. We found and assortment of prepackaged cotton/Spandex underwear to choose from. There were paks of 3 panties, in either S-M or M-L, in either all white, or all black, or 1 black and 2 white, or 2 black and one white. The color packaged assortment was the same for panties, except that there were 3 sizes, S,M,L. A pak of3 oof any of the above items was $2.99. I chose all black panties, and 2 white and one black bra package. Sally bought a 10 pak of both assorted colored bras and panties,, in her size, for 10 for $9.95 per package.

After leaving the $Dollar Store, Sally and I went to her house for a try on. My white top had some ruffles around the collar and down the front, where the buttons were. I decided that it was a little too fruity and too femininefor the up coming sex fest, and went with the plain lemon yellow top. Sally couldn't decide on anything amd quit. She said that she would see how her mood was on Saturday morning and decide on her wardrobe then.

On Thursday all 4 of us went to the spa for Brazilian Bikini waxes, mud baths, massages, manicures and pedicures, plus a little work on some of our hair. When we left the spa, we were all soft and smooth and gorgeous, with not a hair growinganywhere, except from our heads.

Finally, on Friday, I watched the weather forecast intently, and wouldn't you know it, it cleared off and got well up into the 70's. Saturday was supposed to be sunny and near 80 degrees, while Sunday would be clear and in the 80's. However, the woods remained muddy, so we stuck with the original plan.


Day 1

The alarm clock woke me up at 6:00 AM Saturday morning, all psyched up for the weekend adventure. I bopped into the bathroom, peed and brushed my teeth, put on my robe and slippers, and went downstairs to start breakfast. As I left, I was sure that Dan would at least shave and shower, his #2s have always been iffy, so I cooked a breakfast that could be kept warm or cooked at the last minute. The OJ and coffee were ready. I cooked some sausage and bacon on the stove's griddle and put them in the warming oven, along with the maple syrup. Dan came down in his robe and moccasins. I cooked a whole waffle, which we split about 60/40, and we divvied up the sausage and bacon. I cooked Dan a few more pancakes from the same leftover batter. He told me that he would cleanup the kitchen, when he finished his breakfast. I went up to our bedroom and laid my outfit on the bed and took the opportunity to get my #2 out of the way, and then had my shower. After my shower, I dried off and got as far as putting my hair up in a high ponytail. Dan barged into the bathroom and tied my wrists behind my back. He made me kneel on a bath mat and bend over the bathtub. He was going to give me an enema! Dan shoved the enema's butt nozzle the full 4" up my ass. He mixed up a bag of the sudsy Fleet's solution and shook it up good. Dan hung the bag on a towel hook on the wall, connected the hose to the nozzle, and let the solution flow into my rear end. When the bag had emptied into me, Dan shutoff the Fleet's nozzle, disconnected the hose and dragged me into our bedroom.

I was thrown onto my side on our bed. My husband laid down beside me and worked his enormous 8.5" cock all the way into my love tunnel. He flipped me on top of him and bounced me, with his legs and hips screwed me good. We came together and rather quickly. He pushed me off of him and told me to let him know when it was time to evacuate my colon. I had previously laid out the sexy slutty outfit that I would wear. While I lay on the bed waiting for the enema to work, and to my horror Dan took a pair of scissors and cut out a hole in each cup of my bra, so that my nipple would poke out, and he cut out about a 2" wide strip, from my black panties, so that my pussy would show. and be accessible.

I could feel the Fleet's stuff working inside me. My lower abdomen churned and rumbled, until I felt that unmistakable signal that it was time to sit on the toilet, or risk blowing out my butt plug. I had to endure this personally, and it is only fair that you, the reader, share this with me. I told Dan that it was time. He rushed me back into the bathroom, with my wrists still tied behind my back, and as I started to sit on the throne, he yanked out the Fleet's nozzle/butt plug. We've done this before, and the first thing Dan did was to turn on the bathroom fan, the shower fan, and close the bathroom door to keep the smell contained in the bath room. Let's just call it "IT." IT came pouring out of me. Dan had to flush the toilet 3 times, before I was through. I am certain that it is a great advantage to own a warm water bidét. You know that you are not totally empty after an enema. I think that most of the stuff in the colon comes out, but the food that is still being digested in the small intestines stays there. I scooted over to the bidét, and Dan ran 2 cycles of warm refreshing cleansing water to clean my ass crack. From the bidét, I was kneeling over the edge of the bathtub. Dan dried off my butt and inserted one of those old soft round 4" bunny tail butt plugs all the way in my shit hole. Dan brought me back out into our bedroom and untied my wrists. I was allowed to dress myself in my slutty sexy outfit.

I put on my white bra, with Dan's cutouts for my nipples. Next, I put on my black panties, with Dan's cutout to expose my pussy slit. Before I could put on my top and skirt, Dan sucked my nipples so hard and so long that I thought they would stay hard for hours. Not that I wasn't already starting to get wet down there, but Dan rubbed and stroked my pussy, until my juices were flowing. I put on my lemon yellow top and buttoned it up to the neck button. Then, I put on my shortened navy blue pencil skirt and my old tennis shoes. Dan used padded leather cuffs and buckled my wrists behind me in a reverse double hammer lock. He got me down on my knees and told me to give him a long slow BJ, which meant the works at a slow pace. I captured his entire ball sac in my greedy mouth, and sucked it enough to get him rock hard, but went further by isolating each of his testicles and giving each a good long sucking. The rest was pretty routine. With Dan's balls dripping with my saliva, I licked and nibbled on his cock's head. When he didn't respond as I wanted him to, I bit his cock's head, until I had his attention. It wass going to be a long sex filled weekend, and I wanted his head in the game. I quickly took him halfway into my mouth and sucked him like crazy. I gradually took Dan's cock deeper and deeper into my mouth and then my throat. It is extremely rare for a man to let a woman suck him off to fruition, without interfering, and Dan is about average in that area. He let me get so far and then fisted his fingers in my ponytail and fucked my mouth, until he came.

My wrists were already bound, and I had the bunny tail butt plug up my ass. Dan bent me over, flipped up my skirt, pulled down my panties, and inserted a 3" egg vibrator deep up my twat. Before we went downstairs, Dan ballgagged me. Down in the living room, a section of wall space was clear and the furniture, that was there, was either pushed aside or moved away. Because of my bunny tail butt plug, Dan positioned me against the wall and had me sit down on my right flank. He then tied my ankles together. My lemon yellow top was no help. My hard titties jutted out against the blouse. Sitting in that position made my already shortened skirt ride up, and I could see my panties, the cutout and a glimpse of my pussy. Dan remotely turned my egg vibrator on to a low speed. I just sat there motionless leaning against the wall. Dan kept busy carrying bondage duffels and arranging their contents on the floor nearby. He brought in one of the guys infamous coolers, and I would have bet anything that there was no food in it. I could see the large grandfather clock in the dining room, which read 8:15 AM. Why was I tied up and ready to go so early? I had thought that wee were not starting until 9:00 AM. Amd, where was everyone else? I would have asked Dan, but my mouth was ballgagged. After about1/2 hour of just sitting there, I had the initial feelings of moisture oozing out of me and running down my thigh. Sure enough, the egg vibrator was causing my pussy juices to flow. My panties were getting wet, and I'd bet that I had had a wet spot on the back of my shortened navy blue skirt, although currently it wouldn't show for now.

Around 9"00 AM, I heard a bit of commotion and some female gagged sounds of protest. Stan slowly walked and guided a bound, ballgagged and blindfolded Virginia into our living room. She was positioned sitting on her flank against the wall, with her wrists tied crossed behind her back. Her ankles were then tied together by Stan, revealing that she wore a really snug deep red top and a tight shortened black skirt. Both of our worked over and hard nipples were trying to poke through our tops. When Virginia was seated and positioned like me, her skirt rode up her legs revealing a rose adorned garter holding up her sheer nylon stockings. Dan and Stan weren't going to stand around twiddling their thumbs, waiting for the others to arrive. Virginia and I were literally picked up, from under our armpits, and dragged across thee living room, dumped side-by-side bent over the coffee table, with our boobs resting on large throw pillows, which elevated us to a manageable height. Our shortened skirts were flipped up, our cut panties were pulled down to our knees, and our butt plugs yanked out. The ominous cooler was opened, the guys stripped from the waist down, and our assholes were lubed. Stan just plowed his cock through my sphincter and deep into my colon, while Dan slowly eased his big cock all the way into the depths of Virginia's enema cleansed colon. Stan fucked me up the ass, and when he and I came, and Dan finished off Virginia, the guys cleaned and disinfected our ass cracks, and doing likewise to their male sex parts, there was still no sign of the others. Since they seemingly had nothing better planned, they switched and fucked us up the ass again!

Virginia's and my asses were again cleaned and disinfected. While Virginia and I remained bound and kneeling over the coffee table, Dan got on his cellphone. The guys liked to rut around deep in our colons, perhaps thinking this was the manly way, because we women did respond and loved to be filled by a big cock, and we readily came. However, I felt very little when any man's cock was simply fucking the area above my anus. I did have a little help from the 3" egg vibrator that was buzzing slowly away deep in my love tunnel. Even if you tell your partner that short strokes in the anus was the most stimulating, they still plunged deep inside me. When Dan got off the phone, we learned that Yvette was doing her enema by herself, and hadn't decided what top to wear. Sally had her enema, but couldn't decide what to wear, even though Bill had already cutout 3 bra and panty sets. Upon hearing that news, what do you suppose Dan and Stan decided to do with us? Before dragging Virginia and me back to the wall, they spanked our hot asses, until they became fiery red pulsating really hot looking butts. They took Virginia's hose and shoes off. Her rose adorned garters were slipped over and perched on each of our heads. After our panties were pulled back up and our skirts flipped down, Virginia and I were dragged back to lean against the wall across the living room. We only had to wait there, bound and gagged, and with 3" egg vibrators buzzing away in our twats.

Bill marched a bound and ballgagged Sally into our living room. She had cut the hem off the white patterned skirt she wore and had shortened the hemline by about another 2". Bill seemed to have the guy's plans on a clipboard, which he carried. When Rob brought Yvette into the living room, a few minutes later, the script was complete. She was bound and ballgagged like the rest of us. However since we were among friends, Yvette hadd unbuttoned her top all the way down the front to where it tucked into her skirt's waistband. While the hem of her skirt was intact, Yvette had cut a slit all the way up both sides of her skirt, right up to the waistband. Everyone was finally there by a little after 10:00 AM. Virginia and I had already been fucked up the ass twice and spanked. I was ready for the real action to begin, and I didn't have long to wait. Virginia's and my ankles were untied and we were hoisted to our feet. The blindfolded and ballgagged Yvette and Sally were on their knees, with Yvette in front of me. It was to be a timed race. Yvette had to burrow her head under my skirt, pull down my panties with her teeth. Capture the dangling string from my 3" egg vibrator and pull it out with her teeth, and eat me out until I came. I think she made the mistake of licking my pussy lips and tongue fucking me, before she attacked my clit and readily made me come. Our times were duly recorded on Bill's clipboard, but I didn't see my time.

Our positions and partners were switched. I knelt in front of a standing Sally and was promptly blindfolded, and my ballgag removed. On Rob's "GO" signal, I found my way under Sally's skirt and located the rippled cutout in her panties, which enabled me to Pull them down to her knees. The cord from her 3" egg vibrator was readily accessible, and I easily extracted it. I went straight for her clit, since this was a timed contest. I licked and swirled my tongue around and over her reddening swelling organ. When that didn't seem to be enough to bring her over the edge. I made a direct attack on her clit. I licked it, sucked the Hell out of it, and nibbled on it, until she came violently, with loud muffled ballgagged screams. I got my pussy eaten in the same manner of the contest. My time, and the 3 other girl's, was recorded on Rob's clip board. It turned out that I won, but I didn't know what I won or when I would get it. The girls that were standing were ordered to kneel. I was pretty sure that all the girls were blindfolded and still bound, but you never knew with these guys. The head of a cock rested between my lips. I shifted to automatic blowjob mode. I began my usual BJ routine, vowing to givethis cock the same special treatment that I always do while sucking cock. It turned out that I would up sucking off all 4 guys, including my husband, Dan, or did I? I was certain that I had sucked off 4 cocks and swallowed 4 loads of cum, but I was so confused that I could have sucked one or more cocks twice, even though I pride in knowing one cock from another, by size, circumference, taste and other factors. Maybe that was my prize for being the fastest pussy eater?

The guys got us all up on our feet, removed our blindfolds and simply re-tied our wrist crossed behind our backs. We were all standing in a line. At first Dan and Bill tried ripping our clothes, but they could not get a start on the hems at the bottoms of our tops and skirts. They had to resort to scissors to haphazardly cutting our tops and skirts into 6"-8" wide strips from the hems to the collars and waistbands. Stan and Rob held us steady, and Rob re-buttoned Yvette's top up to the top button, before it was cut into strips. When it was over, we looked like a rag tag bunch of demoralized women. Virginia, who was the 1st to arrive that morning and had been through the ass fucking treatment, was taken, along with me into the dining room and bent over the table. We were again blindfolded, which seemed to be one of the major themes of the guy's program. Sally and Yvette remained in the living room, down on their knees, bent over the coffee table. Two or three strips of my cut skirt were flipped up, and my panties were pulled down. I got fucked twice doggie-style by, I think, Stan and Bill. Virginia and I kept in touch with each other by simple ballgagged grunts. We were taken through the kitchen and out into the garage, where I could smell faint wafts of oil and gasoline. We were laid out on a large blanket or comforter, facing each other. Whatever we were lying on was quite comfortable. First our ankles were all wrapped and tied together. I knew what it was as soon as I felt it penetrate my pussy. My husband Dan had found my old 18" vibrating Double Dongs, which I had packed away in the back of my closet.

The Dong was bent into a "U" shape. The cut strips of my skirt were cast aside and my half of the Dong was threaded through the cutout in my panties, and then shoved the approximately 8-1/2" length into my love tunnel. They did the same to Virginia, because we had been rolled to the point where our pussies were touching. Doubled ropes were threaded around our waists and underarms, tied tight, drawing us even closer together. The vibrating DONG was turned on high, I think, its fastest speed. Finally, one of Virginia's sheer stockings was wound around our heads, mashing our lips together. The guys rolled the blanket or comforter, with us inside. They loaded us in the back of an SUV, with the back seat down, so that we would be lying flat. A few moments later we backed out of the garage and took off. I had no idea where we were going, but we drove around for probably 20-30 minutes. I was certain that Virginia had never had her twat so full, with an unyielding buzzing 3" thick pseudo-cock, in her life. She instinctively kissed me first, and soon we were kissing each other long and slow, with our jaws moving like a goldfish. Our mouths tasted like pussy juices and cum, but we made a little contest out of it. The ropes tying us together were so tight that we couldn't get any steady humping action going. However, whenever the Dong got to one of us, and an orgasm snuck up on one of us, we changed our technique and used every makeout trick we knew, and inevitably brought the other along, so that we came within seconds of each other.

During our 20-30 minute ride, Virginia and I each had 3 great orgasms. I hoped that I would be in a position to use the old 18" vibrating Double Dong again, because I thought that I could do much better, and wished that Sally and I could be Double Donged together, because we had a lot of experience with that toy. The bump of our SUV tires entering a driveway brought me out of my daydream. We pulled into a garage and the door closed. There were numerous hands available to pull us out of the car, set Virginia and me on the floor, and unroll us. We were untied, except for our wrists remaining tied behind our backs. The Dong was gone and our blindfolds removed. We were at Bill's house, just 3 doors away from where we started! Rob and Stan helped us down the basement stairs. Everyone else was already there, and the girls outfits had been severely cut away, with the remnants lying on the floor. Virginia and I were re-tied with our wrists crossed and tied to one of the over head beams. With a big grinning smile, Bill and Dam attacked us with scissors. Bill neatly cut off my ragged top strips at about the level of the top of my breasts. Next Bill unclasped the hooks at the back of my bra. He had just enough leeway and clearance to carefully cutout the cups of my bra, leaving me only with the elastic structural skeleton of my bra, which he promptly fitted around my breasts and fastened in back. My skirt faired no better. He went around me and cut off the remaining irregular vertical strips of fabric about 2"-3" below my waistline, which left my pussy fully displayed. Finally, he pulled down my panties and made me step out of them. This time he carefully cut out all of the cloth of my panties, leaving me with just the elastic band that made up the supporting elastic framework of what was left of my panties, which he put back on me, showing everything.

All four girls were blindfolded, and what followed was at least 1 hour of making out and finger fucking. We were all tied, with our wrists crossed overhead, and we might as well have been totally naked, because nothing covered either my tits or pussy. One at a time all 4 of our husbands moved along and played with us for 15-20 minutes. My head had cleared and I was totally attuned to each one of them, and instantly knew who was playing with me. They were now naked, when I felt their peckers growing between my legs. I widened my stance. I felt their hard muscled bare skinned bodies, as they crushed my tits and body against theirs. Of course the kisses were different. Dan and Bill started out slowly, a little tentatively, and quickly moved to deep open mouth ravishing mouth bruising breathless kisses. Stan and Rob moved right in and had my head bent backwards and I could barely breathe while my mouth was captured and taken. They preferred to pinch and squeeze and roll my nipples, with one hand, while the other hand simply gave me a slow thorough clitoral finger fucking. It happened to be Rob, who was the guy who made me come for the 4th time. He untied my wrists, twisted them behind my back, tied another rope to my tied wrists and pulled it through wherever I had been tied above, and pulled it tight, until I was bent over at the waist. He made me suck him off, and I had to suck off Dan and Stan, before my legs were kicked wide apart into one of my favorite positions.

The same 3 guys that I just sucked off fucked me from behind doggie-style. They spread my ass cheeks and drove into me. No matter what each man's cock length was, each filled my twat to my satisfaction, and even gave me double orgasms. The final scene in Bill's basement came when my wrist ropes were adjusted so that I stood a little more upright, and the ass fucking cooler was placed on the floor behind the line of girls. Yep, I was going to get fucked up the ass again. Dan and Stan had my butt real good earlier that morning at my house. Bill and Rob screwed Sally's and my shit holes. I'll be damned, but after their initial plunges into the depths of my colon, both of them kept their cock thrusting activity to my anal area, and not much deeper. Each of them gave me one of the best ass fuckings that I ever had, and by their moans and grunts, when they came. Since it was Bill's house, he kinda took over and gave orders for lunch. Sally and I were freed, and for some reason Bill didn't like the remnants of our bedraggled shirt collars, which served no purpose, so he simply ripped them off. Bill left the remnants of our little 3"-4" long cutoff skirts, which still looked presentable and wickedly provocative and slutty. Sally and I had our marching orders and scurried up to the kitchen. I was surprised to see that it was almost 1:00 P.M.

We washed our hands in the kitchen sink and proceeded to set the table in the dining room for the 4 guys at chairs, and dinnerware in-between them for us girls. Sally and I set out platters of various sandwich meats, breads, condiments, chips, and fresh fruit, along with blonde brownies for dessert, and beer and pop. When everyone else came upstairs for lunch, all the girls had to kneel between the guy's chairs. Making matters worse, all the girls had one hand tied behind their backs, before they could attempt to assemble an adequate lunch and eat it. Our husbands were really having fun with us, but they were still being God damn pricks about it. I did OK by resting my boobs on the table, which made a natural niche for my plate to rest in. If I couldn't reach what I wanted, someone was always nice enough to pass it to me. I built a super roast beef sandwich, with cheese, lettuce and mustard. Sally and I, kneeling on either side of Rob helped each other open our cans of Coke. While one of us held the base steady, the other popped the top. For dessert, I was able to cut off the tip of a banana and peel it with my teeth, before eating it. Sally made the blonde brownies, with chocolate chips in them, and overall it was a fairly nutritious lunch, under the circumstances. When everyone had finished, the girl's arms were freed. Sally and I got to go freshen up, while Yvette and Virginia had to clean up the table, put the leftover food in the refrigerator, and put the rest of the dishes in the dishwasher. All 4 of us got a 10 minute break to pee, brush our teeth, and wash off our pusssies.

I was paired with Yvette for our next car trip. Our wrists were tied crossed up between our shoulder blades, and we were taken to the garage, where the rug that I had been rolled up in, with Virginia, to transport us to Bill's, lay on the floor waiting for us. Yvette and I were securely tied together, exactly as Virginia and I were hours ago. Our ankles, thighs, waists and underarms tightly bound us together, pussy to pussy, and Yvette's mammoth 39C tits mashing my somewhat normal 36Cs. There were so many male hands working on us that I forgot to mention, that in all that preparation someone bent the 18" vibrating Double Dong into a "U" shape and worked a good 8-1/2" of the monster into our love tunnels and turned the fucking toy on high, I thought perhaps a little too early. One of Virginia's pieces of sheer hose was used to wrap our heads and slanted to the full deep mouth kissing angle. I had no real female to female body interaction since my ride over to Bill's, with Virginia. It felt so good to have Yvette's warm smooth body next to mine, and her big tits seemed to have a pulse of their own. We backed out of the garage and driveway, and we were off again. Our lips were, of course, mashed together, and as soon as we took off, Yvette forced her tongue deep into my mouth. We took a right turn, and we rolled, with Yvette winding up on top of me. Within a minute or so, I felt Yvette's pussy juices dripping on me. GOD, she was really hot, and for the duration of our 20-30 minute drive, we did everything that 2 girls could do with their mouths.

With Yvette on top, she began pumping in to my body, with her hips. The Dong was doing its relentless job on our pussies, and before we turned another corner, each of us cane with spectacular orgasms. Would that our random driving and corner turns yielded the results we wanted, but one of us wound up on top more than half the time, and we could come every time when that happened. When we wound up on our sides, facing each other, we simply could not generate enough impetus or force to roll one of us on top, and we had to wait for the car to turn a corner for either Yvette or I to roll on top. Before we knew it, we were turning into a driveway and pulling into a garage. It seemed that all four of our husbands were there to drag us out of the back of the car, because the 2nd car had pulled in right after us. We were hauled out of the 1st car, in the closed garage, unrolled from our blanket and all bondage items, except the rope holding our arms bound behind our backs, were removed. We were led off by Rob. As Yvette and I were taken into Yvette's house, our car backed out of the garage, and the car containing Sally and Virginia pulled in. Rob took Yvette and me through the kitchen, out through the kitchen sliders, and out onto the pool deck, where Rob pushed us into the pool. Yvette and I got soaked, but came up in waist deep water. We waded out of the pool via the built-in corner stairs, where Rob was waiting for us, with a duffle bag full of ropes. Rob tied us upright to the 10' Cyclone privacy fence that surrounded the pool.

Sally and Virginia went through what Yvette and I did, and soon they were standing tied spread-eagle next to us along the pool's fence. Basically, all 4 of us were wearing the skelatonized elasticicized remains of our bras and panties, plus the 2"-4" long remains of our original pencil skirts that were secured, usually by a simple strip of matching material and 2 buttons. The sun was shining brightly and I bet the temperature had risen into the 80s. Still, there was no way that we could have used the woods. Our 4 husbands paced up and down in front of us and made a crucial decision as to what of the clothing remaining on our bodies that we would keep wearing and what would be cutoff. Yvette had what was left of her bra and panties literally ripped off her body. Sally and I had our bra straps cutoff, as well as our skirt remnants unbuttoned and discarded. So, we stood their in basically a skelatonized strapless bra and the elastic remains of our panties. Virginia did not fair as well. The guys ripped off every stitch of clothing on her body. Stan grabbed a handful of pool towels, from inside the back door and gave one to each of the guys. The towels were folded to make kneeling towels for the purpose of eating our pussies, but first, we were blindfolded. It was the middle of the afternoon, and as far as I knew, none of the girls had received a good tongue bath. All of the guys had my pussy, except my husband, Dan. They licked us, they sucked our pussy parts, they nibbled and bit us, and tongue fucked us, but all the time they did all this stuff to us, they teased us mercilessly. All of the girls moaned, whined, grunted, whimpered, swore, gasped and nearly hyperventilated, but the guys kept bringing us to the edge, only to back off and start over. Even a simple begging or pleading did not dissuade any of the guys from finishing anyone off.

Finally, it was Yvette, who put together a string of begging, pleading, and the all important, "I CAN'T TAKE IT, I CAN'T STAND ANYMORE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE LET ME COME!" Those were the magic words, and one by one the guys made our millions and billions of raw nerve endings explode into a gigantic orgasm. There was a brief disconnect, until the blindfolds came off and one of the guys held me. It was Dan, and he held me, until I stopped shaking, settled down and my breathing returned to normal, then he fucked me hard right into the fence. We came twice, and I was certain that I would have the imprint of the chain link fence on my ass for the rest of the day. Yvette and I were taken down from the fence and brought near the stairs down to the water. Our wrists and our ankles were tied together, and we both had to bend over at the waist, while Dan and Bill shoved a 3" egg vibrator all the way up our twats, turned on high. They picked us up and carried us down into thigh deep water, where we were put down on our feet. Stan threw a huge inner tube into the pool. It was bigger than a car tire, and had to have come from some kind of truck. The inner tube was placed over Yvette's and my heads, encasing us in the center of the tube. Our tied arms draped over the outside of the inner tube.

This quickly turned into a 4 man operation, but any device or contraption coming out of Rob's mind is going to be complicated AND effective. Two guys held the inner tube up in our armpits, which raised our bound arms to nearly parallel with the pool's surface. The other 2 guys, Dan and Bill, prepared long doubled ropes. Dan tied one end of his rope and threaded through my legs, carefully threaded it between mine and Yvette's pussies, and pulled it tight, and tied it off around Yvette's waist. Our bound arms were bent at a right angle, and the doubled rope was, in effect, a naked crotchrope, since the 3" egg vibrators were way up our twats and not affected. Bill did the same thing to us, except that his doubled crotchrope went over the outside of our pussy lips, just pinching our inner and outer pussy lips together. Finally, a pair of nipple clamps, connected by a chain, diagonally connected our nipples. The waterproof 3" egg vibrator, naked crotchropes, and the 3" egg vibrators were how they left us, as we were towed out to deep water, and left to drift. Sally and Virginia were all bound up in an inner tube rig just like Yvette and me. We floated in the pool for about2 hours, or before we started to wrinkle up like prunes, but the time did not pass without incidents or interruptions.

The guys relaxed in one of 8 red-wood framed flowered fabric cushioned adjustable chaise lounge chairs and drank beer. The pool water gradually calmed, and the 4 girls, bound to two inner tubes inspected their situations and checked their bonds. I concluded that the clever idea was inescapable. I had already become accustomed to the pull and pain, in my nipples, from their crossed chain attachment to Yvette's opposite nipples. The little 3" egg vibrator up my love canal was buzzing away like the "Little Engine That Could," and I decided to just let the eventual orgasm come when it was ready. My plan was quickly foiled! When the guys finished their 1st beers, they broke the silence across the water by doing cannonballs off the diving board and into our midst's. It was Dan and Bill who targeted Yvette's and my inner tube. After 2 or 3 cannonballs aimed at us, we were drenched from the waterline up. It seemed that I was stuck with or drawn by Bill. On his 1st visit to my inner tube, he pulled my pony tail and my head way back and gave me a long slow passionate kiss, which was followed by him making me chug a full twist-off 12 oz. beer. That 1st beer, I got down without spilling a drop. All of these distractions and foolery, of course, broke my concentration and rendered the good that my 3" egg vibrator was doing, useless. That problem was solved, in part, on Bill's next trip. My tits got a good squeezing and feeling up, plus more making out. He left by hanging a number of weights hanging on the nipple clamps running between Yvette's and my tits.

I had to chug a 2nd beer, but Bill's biggest discovery, which ultimately did me in, in a good way, were my legs. My long lean sensual legs dangled down towards the bottom of the pool, tied at their ankles. OH MY GOD, I hadn't realized that my body needed a simple stimulant. Up and down, and up and down, Bill caressed my legs, while I bent my head back and let Bill ravage my mouth. He paused only long enough to rip off the last stitches of clothing covering any part of my body. It was then that I realized that Bill was standing on the bottom of the pool, but my feet did not touch the bottom. I further realized that our inner tube was moored to one of those below the surface rings in the pool deck used to tie a pool cover on, during the off season. With me being now fully naked, Bill slowly caressed my very sensitive perineum. That, combined with my 3" egg vibrator took me past the point of no return and I had my 1st orgasm. When Bill returned, he had a 3rd 12 oz. beer for me. Last year at a certain topless dive, I had chugged 3 beers, so Bill thought that I could easily do it again. It wasn't easy, and some of the beer dribbled down my chest, but I got the 3rd beer down. Meanwhile, Bill was doing his thing to my legs, especially the inside of my thighs and the caressing of my perineum. I was ready to come again, but Bill managed to work his middle finger through the maze of crotchropes, and find my clit. It went fast and dirty. Once Bill found my clit, he rubbed it non-stop, until I screamed for him to stop, and had the most violent and prolonged orgasm of my afternoon, with the inner tubes and everything else.

Yvette and I spent about 2 hours in the pool tied to that inner tube, and I had only 2 orgasms to show for it, which didn't satisfy me in the least, but in these games one doesn't complain. Our inner tube was dragged to the shallow end of the pool, where Yvette and I were gradually untangled and released. The inner tube was slipped over our heads, and the final step was to have us bend over and get the 3" egg vibrators plucked from our twats. Dan, Bill, Yvette and me got towels and dried ourselves off, before Yvette and I

were laid out on one of the cushioned chaise lounges, and we were tied spread-eagle to the 4 corners of the redwood frame. The adjustable chairs were in a 3/4 upright position that the guys used to watch us in the pool and drink their beers. The backs of our lounges were lowered and adjusted until the angle of the top cushion went below and past the straight flat 180 degree angle. Our tits were pointing up towards the sky. We waited for Sally and Virginia to be bound, like us, in a red wood chaise lounge chair By then, Bill had gotten dressed and was taking orders for whatever combination of ingredients we wanted on a pizza for our dinner from Pizza Hut. I chose a stuffed crust large thin crust pizza, with chicken, bacon and mushrooms. OIn his clipboard, Bill wrote down everyone's choices got dressed and took off to pickup dinner. This left 3 guys and 4 tied up girls.

My hubby, Dan, jumped at the chance to make slow sweet love to me. He plastered himself on top of me, taking care to keep most of his weight supported by his knees and elbows, while he scorched my mouth with ever deeper and more insistent kisses. Next, he took almost all of one, and then the other breast in his mouth, followed by a prolonged nipple extending sucking of those rosy pink buds. Dan kissed his way down to my pussy and gave it a number of long slow licks, until I had opened up fully for him. With my pussy open and ready for him, Dan repositioned himself over me and plunged his throbbing cock deep inside me. I shuddered, relaxed and rode along while Dan fucked my brains out. Since Bill was off getting our dinner, we were down one man, and Virginia had to settle for a vibrator during the guy's 1st round of screwings. I had to settle for a nice big vibrator up my twat, during their 2nd round. All the guys took their time, but it didn't seem to take quite as long as Dan spent doing me. As the guys were finishing up, I saw Bill poke his head out the kitchen sliders, and I knew that dinner was here. The girls were untied and all the girls raced into the dining room and took their kneeling spots around the table. No one would stand in the way of 4 girls and pizza. I had become accustomed to eating, with one hand tied behind my back.

There were 6 pizzas in all; 4 were Deluxe, with the works; One couple did a 1/2 and 1/2, and I had my special order pizza wound up all for me, although it got passed around the table and a few people tried a slice. After 3 beers in the pool, I drank Coke. I ate one of the dessert squares, with fudge frosting and ground nuts on top, which you dipped in Hershey's Chocolate sauce, plus I gnawed my way through a hard sweet extra juicy apple. When dinner was over, we were released and given a 10 minute bathroom break. I really had to go bad, and all 4 girls raced upstairs to use the bathrooms. After I did my business, cleaned up and fixed my ponytail, I walked out of the bathroom and into the arms of Stan, who had a pretty stern look on his face. He wouldn't make a good poker player. He roughly twisted my arms behind my back and tied my wrists crossed. On top of that, he wrapped a tight rope around my upper arms and tied it off. He had just finished buckling a ballgag deep in my mouth, when Sally emerged, from the bathroom. Sally was tied up and ballgagged like me. Stan took us downstairs and all the way out to the pool deck. As we walked, I noticed that the guys had cleaned up and put away all remnants of our pizza dinner. Sally and I were plunked down on one of the red wood chaise lounges, where Sally and I had our ankles tied and we were blindfolded and left to wait. Several minutes later, some female gagged sounds told me that Yvette and Virginia had joined us. Everyone was there, and my ankles were untied, and I was taken back into the kitchen, where I was laid out on a towel on the kitchen table. I was on my side, and someone lifted my right leg as high as it would go. Hands were busy at the very apex of my left leg and my pussy. I felt rubbing and smelled rubbing alcohol.

While I was in that position, a small towel was used to dry my left outer pussy lip. Again, there was something held against my pussy lip, the smell of rubbing alcohol and the feel of rubbing over that area. Next, I was flipped onto my belly and there was a slap high on my right ass cheek, followed by more rubbing and the smell of more rubbing alcohol. Finally, a chain was placed around my neck and clasped together with some tool, which made me think that the necklace was around my neck permanently. I was done at the kitchen table and taken into the dining room, where I was picked up and set on another large pool towel on the dining room table. My ankles were tied and then my legs were frog-tied, and this was followed by my legs and knees being tied around my body and anchored to my bound wrists, behind my back. I was basically tied and scrunched up in a compact ball. What I was never expecting, so late in the day, happened! I was dragged on the pool towel, until my ass was hanging over the edge of the table. My butt hole was generously lubed up. Some big cock drove its way deep into my anal neither region. I couldn't move at all, or see who it was, but I got a HELL of an ass fucking. He came twice, and yes, I did come once. I was spun a little, my ballgag was removed, and while my ass was being cleaned and disinfected, I was sucking off another guy. Finally, as I sucked off that cock, another dick entered my love canal and fucked my brains out. It didn't seem to matter in the least, when all this fucking and sucking happened.

I was untied, except for my arms, and had to be helped, on stunned and wobbly legs downstairs into Yvette's nearly all red playroom. My blindfold was removed, and Stan made me kneel up against the far left wall, near 'Ole Sparky, the wooden vibrator based sex torture chair. A black leather collar, attached to the wall by a chain, was buckled around my neck, and I knelt there and waited. Eventually, Sally was brought downstairs and collared next to me. I guess it no longer mattered, to the guys that we were no longer blindfolded or ballgagged and could tell each other what they had done to us up on the kitchen table. Everyone described what they could see. We all had a beautifully detailed yellow and black swallowtail butterfly transfer tattoo high on our left ass cheek. In addition, we all had a red rose, with 3 green leaves tattooed on the inside of our left leg, right where it met our pussies. No one could get a look at what was on our left pussy lip. The silver necklace, which was crimped had our name engraved on our piece of jewelry, could be removed by a jeweler destroying the clasp and replacing it with a new clasp. We let all that speculation go, and concentrated on the roomful of wicked bondage torture equipment that sat before us.

Rob and the other 3 guys walked into the playroom carrying coolers and duffle bags full of equipment and supplies. Sally was picked to be the 1st guinea pig to try out the newly completed electronic rack. She was freed from kneeling against the wall next to me, and was laid out on the rack. Rob and Bill did the work, While Dan and Stan watched and learned. Sally's wrists and legs were spread, and tied to the ends of the rack. The head end contained the ratcheted wheel, which was slowly turned tighter and tighter to stretch the victim. The gear mechanism, under the rack's table raised Sally's ass and pussy, plus her chest, for easier access to those important body parts. From what I could see up on my knees, Sally looked really hot and ready to fuck, but Rob turned on the main motor below the table. All the guys brought up the clear bell shaped cups, with a clear hose and wire attached to each. I lost sight of Sally and what they were doing to her. About 5 minutes later, Rob and Dan came for me. I would have sworn that the dildo protruding from the chair's seat had been changed to a bigger one, and in seconds I was to be impaled on it. Rob lubed the most certainly 9" X 3" phallus, and my husband and Rob forced me down on it, until my ass had settled on 'Ole Sparky! GOD, it was tight and really felt good, but I knew that once it was turned on, it would get really juicy from my pussy juices. Rob and Dan strapped and belted me in the chair. My arms and legs were strapped to the arms and legs of the chair. A wide leather belt across my thighs, and another across my body, just below my breasts held me fast to the chair.

Finally, there was a band, with a wire attached, that went around my forehead that had a small box on it against the back of my head. I got ballgagged and a number of wire leads were stuck to strategic places on my body. They were the identical leads that might be stuck somewhere on one's body for an EKG. One of those circular sticky leads was plastered and stuck to each side of my nipple, on my breasts. Lastly, one lead was stuck on my bare pubis mons, just above my clit, and the final one was stuck to the outside of my right pussy lip, as close to my clit as Dan could get it. The machine was turned on. Dan adjusted the speed to what he perceived as about medium for a vibrator and left it. The dildo was vibrating a little faster than that and I figured that without interruption, I'd easily get off in about 15 minutes. However, there were interruptions and that mysterious box and wire attached to my forehead. After about 5 minutes of blissful stimulation, the whole machine went kaplewey! I was randomly getting a shock through one nipple, then through the other nipple, and finally through my pussy. The shocks were no more painful than the slap of a spanking on my butt. Sometimes the little shock pads fired randomly, and other times they fired simultaneously. The spoiler in all this was the box and lead to my forehead. It went off either milliseconds before or after, the shock pads went off, BUT made only a loud zapping noise, but never delivered a shock. This nearly drove me out of my mind.

In my moments of lucidity, I determined that "Ole Sparky was a dastardly evil tool of sexual torment, and sexual denial, despite the constantly vibrating dildo up my twat. Needless to say, I never came and my torment went on and on for probably well over half and hour. I was delirious and beside myself, so desperate to come that I would have promised anything, if it were not for my ballgag. Virginia and Yvette were tied together and suspended face to face by the over head chains getting flogged in preparation for their crucifixion. Bill was finished with Sally on the rack, and she was buckled and strapped into the St. Andrew's Cross, where a big fat vibrator kept her primed for her next apparatus. Dan turned off "ole Sparky's shocking sequence, which left me just with the vibrating dildo. He turned up the speed of the vibrating dildo to ???, sucked my nipples and kissed me crazy through 3 mind-blowing orgasms. Virginia went to the wooden chair, and Yvette went to her favorite crucifix. Dan took me to the rack. My arms and legs were spread the full width of the rack's table and securely tied. He slowly turned the wheel and pulled and stretched me, as my ass and chest rose on the built in platforms. When Dan turned the machine on, he took 2 of the clear bell shaped plastic cups and pressed them down over each of my breasts. Slowly and steadily the suction increased and a vacuum built up. My breasts were sucked into the plastic bell shaped cups. My nipples were scrunched against the inside top, and as soon as they touched a small fuzzy pad, it started to vibrate. While it would never beat getting your nipples sucked, it was like having the tip of a vibrator buzzing your nipples for an extended period of time, and felt sooooo good!

The 3rd cup was oval in shape and covered my pussy. There was so much suction and vacuum that Dan was able to leave my breast cups unattended, and neither fell off. The oval shaped cup covering my pussy had to be held down or the vacuum seal would break. My whole pussy was gobbled up and compressed into the plastic cup. It looked a little grotesque seeing my most intimate parts all scrunched in an almost unrecognizable mismatch of pussy parts. The important thing was that my clit hit the little pad, which activated the built-in vibrator. No tongue could have licked my growing ultrasensutive love bud as fast as that little buzzing vibrator, but it was all a bit impersonal. Neverthe less, I had 2 pretty good machine induced orgasms, before Dan turned off the machine and removed the vacuum cups from my breasts and pussy. I was still stretched taught and all set up for Dan to either make slow love to me, or pound the living crap out of my cunt. He chose the former.

Dan took off my ballgag and then hopped up on the 4' X 8' rack's surface. My pussy was a pool of oozing dripping pussy juices. With Dan kneeling between my knees, he bent over and scooped up a tongue load of my pussy juices, and let them dribble off his tongue onto one of my still hard nipples, which was followed by a good sucking. Back and forth Dan went from nipple to nipple. I was beginning to wonder where he was getting all that pussy juice from. Certainly he had licked me dry, or nearly so. All of a sudden, Dan's tongue was deep deep in my cunt. Not only did he tongue fuck me to a small orgasm, but he found my g-spot. Before he withdrew, he rubbed my g-spot, with his tongue, and formed as tight a seal as he could. With his mouth over my pussy. I had no control, but when my vagina let loose with its stream of pussy juices, Dan caught most of it in his mouth. He moved forward, bent and captured my lips in a deep passionate kiss, depositing several ounces of my own pussy juices into my mouth. After tasting my sweet juices, I was able to swallow them and continue the deep kiss trying to entice Dan into screwing me. I knew that he would do it sooner or later, but I needed to be fucked right away. When I squirt, I don't really have an orgasm as I know it, and therefore it does not count.

GOD BLESS Dan! His tongue was swirling around my clit. I think we both knew that wouldn't be enough to take me to my special place. He started licking it. I could feel my blood surging into, what had to be, my growing and reddening center of my Universe. As he licked it, I could tell, from the lengths of his licks, that indeed my engorged clit was or had lengthened, perhaps to its maximum. Yet, Dan still had not done enough to tip the balance and take me over the edge. I was doing my part. All through Dan's attack on my clit, I was involuntarily moaning, gasping, mewing, bucking and pleading. I sensed Dan's frustration. The only possible impediment to my coming might have been my big squirt. Dan nibbled on my bright red engorged clit, and bells rang in my head, and my universe exploded into a paroxysm of 1000s of lights and adoring feelings and unbearable sexual orgasmic feelings. Before I lost complete control of my senses and lapsed into a sexual stupor, I remember saying to myself, Damn I was glad that I married that man and his 8-1/2" cock! I wasn't going to come back to Earth formany minutes, but Dan forged ahead. I vaguely remember Dan sucking each of my nipples HARD and long!

Before I knew it, Dan's big cock was deep inside me, and that brought me out of my sexual stupor. We went slow the 1st time. In fact, Dan let me set the pace, and it was appreciated, because those little vibrating pads inside the plastic suction bells had been a little rough on my nipples, and especially my clit. I was surprised at how fast I came. I was just pumping away, enjoying myself and the pre-coital feelings just starting to register on my brain, when WHAM, I was hit by a sneaky full scale orgasm. Without letting me come down for a second, Dan whispered in my ear, "You're due for a really thorough screwing." I nodded my head, yes, and Dan proceeded to slam into my twat. I offered no assistance or resistance, but tried to keep up as best as I could. Dan pounded my poor pussy non-stop, until we both came. My whole being shattered and I was back in my sexual stupor again. Feeling like I was drugged, Bill and Dan released me from the rack and immediately tied me down, spread-eagle, on the big red circular bed.

It seemed that Bill was wielding the Hitachi Magic Wand Massager, as well as keeping an eye on Sally, who was on the Sybian next to us. Before Bill turned the Devil's curse to a woman's cunt on, I was blindfolded and ballgagged. Not only could I not anticipate the Hitachi's whereabouts, and where it would strike me next, and I could scream bloody murder, into my ballgag, and no one would give a shit. As it turned out, Bill didn't mess around. He turned the Hitachi to the high setting and pressed the large head against my pussy. I remembered that everytime that I came the Hitachi was momentarily pulled away. I bucked involuntarily not knowing if I wanted the Hitachi to continue vibrating my pussy, or if I was trying to avoid it. At first, Bill withdrew the Hitachi everytime I came, but at some point the Hitachi remained hard against my cunt. I kept coming constantly. I woke up with a cold compress on my forehead and I was sipping Coke from a 12 oz. can. This seemed to be the latest sport for the guys, to over stimulate us until we passed out. Bill removed my ballgag and untied me from the bed, but the sleepmask blindfold remained firmly covering my eyes. When I had recovered, for both the guys and girls realized that, when we passed out, they were only for extremely brief periods of time, caused no harm, and we were ready to go some more in a manner of minutes. I was bright and alert and ready for anything. After being released from my spread-eagle tie to the circular bed, someone put his arm around my waist and helped me climb 2 flights of stairs, and go into one of the upstairs bedrooms in Yvette's house.


Day 2

My arms were twisted around behind my back, amd my wrists were crossed and tied in a reverse double hammer lock. I was pushed down on the bed, with my butt on a pillow, and my ankles were tied, so that I was wide open, to the bottom corner bed posts and left there. My blindfold was still on and I was ripe fodder for anyone who wanted a quick screw, or to phrase it another way, I was dumped out of the way, until my body was needed for some other purpose. I did doze for various lengths of time, but was awakened regularly, by some guy's cock deep in my love tunnel screwing my cunt. After maybe a couple hours or so and 3 or 4 screwings, I think Rob, after screwing me, untied my ankles and got me up off the bed. Even though I was still blindfolded, I knew the general route, when Rob said we were going out back, in the grass outside the pool enclosure fence, and on the thick lush lawn. I was pushed down on my knees. I waited for awhile, I guess for the rest of the girls, wherever they came from. Bill announced that we would be doing a blowjob, running a race, do another BJ, and running a 2nd race. "YOU DO NOT WANT TO FALL DURING A RACE," he emphasized. Before I had a chance to digest all that, a big horny cock was shoved down my throat. I had no chance to lick or suck his balls, and only minimally could I lick the head of his cock, because he had a death grip on my hair and head. There were a few instances where I sucked and licked him mid-shaft, because more of my saliva was needed, but basically his cock spent most of its turgid life deep in my throat.

It ended in a fury of non-stop pounding face fucking and a long long stream of hot cum mostly going straight down my throat. The cum seemed to come out forever, and I kept swallowing it, until his cum finally stopped. I guess that when all the girls had finished, our blindfolds were taken off. In the middle of the night all 8 adults were totally naked. A can of talcum powder had been used to sprinkle a starting line across the grass. Maybe 100' down the lawn a finish line had been sprinkled across the lawn. However, before the race could start, we had to be prepared. Our tits were wound with rope and tied really tight at their bases. The rest of the girls and myself were hot and wet enough to have 8" or 9" X 2" vibrators shoved up our love tunnels, turned on high, and buried in our twats with a tight crotchrope, which would hinder running in a race. Oh Oh, next our ankles were tied together. So much for running! Finally, our ass cheeks were pinched and one of those wicked toothed nipple clamps chomped into our tender butt flesh. We were going to hop all the way down to the finish line, 100' feet away, WITHOUT FALLING! We were ready, toes on the starting line. Rob counted us down, "5,.....4,.....3,.....2,.....1,.....GO" We were off. I kept reminding myself to take short hops, and not to do anything to lose my balance. I was doing fine, comfortable in 2nd place at the 3/4 point, when Sally, trying to pass me lost her balance and landed SPLATT right on her boobs. I finished the race about 5' behind Yvette in 2nd place. I rested on my side, safe from any corporal punishment. However, the 2 guys closest to Sally's fallen body sprang into action. They spanked her pert butt, until it glowed dark red in the moonlight.

They untied our ankles, and either forgot or decided to pass on the 2nd blowjob that we were expecting to have to perform. We were lined up on the starting line facing backwards, and were expected to peddle to the finish line running backwards. Rob counted us down and gave the GO signal, and we were off again. I had to almost constantly look over my shoulder to see that I was running a nearly straight course and not run into anyone else. Virginia, with her long legs, chugged comfortably ahead of the pack. All of a sudden Virginia's legs somehow got tangled and she plopped down on her keester. GOD DAMN, I couldn't beat Yvette and finished 2nd to her again. Virginia received an even more brutal spanking than Sally, and her ass cheeks were so dark red that I thought blisters might form. We were all up on our feet and our vibrators and crotchropes were removed, as well as the toothed nipple clamps attached to our ass cheeks. We were taken through the back gate, across the lawn and eventually into Virginia's living room, where the carpeting was covered with 2 side-by-side old, but freshly washed king sized bed sheets. Our arms were unbound, and we were instructed to lie on our backs on the sheets in a kind of circular pin wheel. In the center, our heads missed touching only by inches, but we were told to spread our legs far apart. In every instance our legs were spread even further apart, as our ankles were tied together around the circle.

It was a simple order, probably as part of one of the guy's social experiments. Simply put, we were ordered to masturbate ourselves, until we came. Quality was the main consideration, and not speeds. Since speed was not a criteria, I used 2 fingers of my right hand to thoroughly stroke myself along my entire pussy slit, followed by a 2 fingered circular caressing of my inner and outer pussy lips, to fully open my pussy petals. With that accomplished, I worked those same 2 fingers deep into my cunt and finger fucked myself, but not long enough to come. By now, all us girls were beginning to pant and moan, as our fingers did their magic, and I noticed that the guys had gotten beers, and were pacing around us, and staring down at what everyone was doing to themselves. Obviously, we could not use our mouths and had to resort solely to our fingers to finish on our clits, which was what we did everytime we self masturbated. I switched to just using my middle finger and gently rubbed and caressed round and round my growing reddening magic button. Next, I directly rubbed my clit harder and harder, wile I panted to the point of hyperventilation, and squeaked out those adorable little feminine sounds that we girls make, when we are excited. I guess that the knowledge that 4 guys were staring and scrutinizing what I was doing to myself, intimidated me. I pinched my elongated engorged and swollen sweet spot, and merely exuded a huge sigh, when I came. Whereas, my whole insides stiffened and went topsy turvy, the extent of my orgasm was devastating, and it took several minutes for me to recover.

The guys all noticed that we were all right handed. Next, we had to hand masturbate the girl to my right. I did Yvette, and Sally, on my left did me manually. After that, I was handed one of our earliest and smallest vibrators and was expected to get myself off with it. After that was finished, I used my small 4" vibrator to get Yvette off, while Sally, on my left, had a huge 9" X 3" to play with me and get me off. Our ankles were untied, and we moved as a group across the hall into Virginia's exercise room. Sally and Virginia had the largest of the vibrators shoved up their already wet and reamed open vaginas, and secured by a double tied crotchrope, an indication that the vibrators, turned on high, were going to be in there a long time. Virginia was tied down spread-eagle on the pool table, while Sally was tied inn a standing spread-eagle to the iron or steel pipes that made up the chinning bar. Bill told Yvette and me that they had a special treat for us out by the pool, and we left Virginia and Sally in the exercise room to enjoy their plight. Yvette's and my wrists were tied behind our backs palm-to-palm. There are 2 gates in the Cyclone fence that surrounds Yvette's pool. One leads out to the driveway, and the 2nd goes out into the yard. As we passed through the kitchen and out onto the pool deck, no one turned off the outdoor pool lights. Two of the 4 outdoor floodlights bathed the gates. The 42" wide gates were swung wide open, and Yvette and I were tied bent over at the waist, strappado style, within the gate openings. Although they did not spread my legs the full 42", they made a damn good try, before tying my ankles off. Finally, Yvette and I were blindfolded.

I really got worked over, long before any cock entered my love canal. I had makeout sessions with each of them, although each of the men had to bend over, turn their heads sideways, and grab my head or ponytail. My breasts and nipples were brutalized. My breasts were squeezed and twisted, and in some cases were engulfed in the mouths of a couple guys, who left me with prominent teeth marks. My nipples were pinched, rolled, stretched and carefully bitten. Their coordinated assault shifted below my waist. My legs were tantalizingly caressed and kissed, from my knees up to my perineum. Finally, 1 or 2 fingers explored my cunt. Image this happening to you, in various ways, by 4 different virile men. I would come instantly, as soon as the 1st cock plowed in me.I thought briefly of Virginia and Sally coming and coming and coming back in Yvette's exercise room. I think they purposely kept the rough theme going, because each and every one of the guys pounded as deep into my cunt, as they could, and as fast as they could go. The 1st 2 guys (Rob and Stan, I think) simply leaned over my back, grabbed one of my boobs in each hand, and plowed into me, fucking me hard and fast, until we came. The 3rd guy (Bill, I believe) preferred grabbing my hips and pistoning in and out of my cunt. Here is where we got out of sync. I came early and had a Hell of a screaming orgasm, but he hadn't come yet and kept right on screwing me. He finally came, when I was getting close to my 2nd orgasm, and all I could do was let out a frustrated groan. You know who went 4th and last, my Dan. As soon as that big cock filled my pussy, I knew instantly that it was Dan.

As the others did, he fucked me hard and fast. He kept his left hand busy squeezing either my left or right boob, but his right hand constantly toyed with my clit, while he fucked the shit out of me. I had 2 spectacular Universe shattering mind blowing perfectly coordinated orgasms, as only Dan could do. A little problem was developing. The guys cum, after 4 fuckings, was beginning to ooze out of my cunt and run down my legs. After a shortrecovery, Bill whispered that they had a little bonus for Yvette and me, but advised that it would be many hours, before we had another cock. Before I could digest this, Bill's cock was in my mouth, and I had to suck him hard, before I could receive my bonus. It happened just about simultaneously. As Bill's rejuvenated and hardened dick slid slowly into my pussy from behind, Dan's wilted cock was deep in my throat. As long as Bill was not too rough, I could easily harden up Dan long before Bill had taken me. Lucky for me, Bill held firmly to my hips, and this time slowly plunged all the way in and out of my vagina, using long slow tantalizing in and out thrusts, which drove me crazy, because I desperately wanted him to go faster, but no matter what I did, Bill continued his long maddening strokes. Dan had pulled his hardened monster cock out of my mouth. I was moaning and whimpering and screaming, because I was so hot and right at the edge for an awful long time. Finally, I got Bill to go faster. My knees buckled, Bill came, I came and my whole being, as I knew it just came apart. I don't remember if I screamed. I know I didn't pass out, but I did hang there limply by my bonds, before regaining my legs and standing on my own.

Dan had been watching Bill and me, when my knees buckled, while Bill fucked me. He was, of course concerned, and as he slipped his big mother cock in me, and began to slowly fuck me, he asked if I was OK to go once more. I told him that he damn well better not stop, until we both had come. We were going good and had worked up a good rhythm, when a strange thing happened. All of a sudden my knees felt like they had turned to Jello. I tried locking my knees, but that didn't help. I started to come, with small continuous orgasms that took over my body and wouldn't stop. While I continued to shake and come and spasm and moan and whimper, Dan increased the speed of his thrusts. I was fully aware of my body, and had some control over it. Dan finally came and churn out a healthy load of hot semen deep into my cum laden box. Yvette and I were immediately let down and released, and our nearly worthless blindfolds were removed. I'm certain that all 4 guys were concerned about Yvette and me. They let us walk freely about, to limber up and stretch, We were gradually guided back across Virginia's yard, through the gate, and onto Yvette's lush lawn, where this outdoor phase of our bondage sex adventure all began. There, near the starting line of our earlier races, Yvette and I had our wrists tied behind our backs in a reverse double hammer lock, and we were pushed down to our knees on the soft cool grass. Rob got either Dan's or Bill's car keys, and Bill and Dan went back, presumably for Sally and Virginia. Apparently Rob and Stan missed out on the 2nd round of fucking Yvette and me, and were going to get the next best thing right there in the grass.

I had to do Rob and he made me kneel on my haunches. He spread his legs and positioned himself so that his ankles squeezed against my upper thighs. I had to lean back and my breasts and nipples rubbed against his hairy legs. His scrotum hung there right in front of my mouth. I gobbled his whole ball sac into my mouth and gently sucked it, until I saw the beginning of a little rise in his cock. To prolong his torture, I spent more time sucking on each of his balls. By then, Rob's dick was starting to grow and get hard. I swirled my tongue around the head of Rob's cock and sucked it good, even nibbling on it just a little bit. All of this tongue and mouth work left me with a mouthful of saliva, which I used to liberally coat his shaft. I had taken Rob's cock about halfway into my mouth, and had just started sucking it, when Rob took over. From his stance and position, he loomed over me kneeling low on my haunches, and my head was tilted back. He had a straight shot right down my throat. Rob fucked my mouth and throat, until he unleashed his full load of cum straight down my throat. There was so much cum that I could not swallow it all as fast as it poured out. After the gism back load was swallowed and I had licked his cock clean, Yvette and I found ourselves still bound and naked walking around the house to the front driveway. Fortunately, Bill's SUV was parked backed up to the garage door, and we had a little cover.

Before they loaded us in the car, the guys used a clean hand towel to wipe off all the cum and pussy juices that had run down our legs and in our pussy slits. After we were wiped off, I still was sticky and needed a shower. We were simply loaded onto the blankets and comforters in the back of the SUV for the short ride to Bill's house. There were no bizarre complicated ties, or long curvy rides. Once the car was parked in Bill's garage, we were taken upstairs to Sally's and Bill's bedroom, with the king size 4 poster bed. Stan and Rob seemed to have decided that they were going to have a little extra nookie, before the others got there. I was kneeling on one side of the bed sucking off Stan, while Yvette was kneeling on the other side of the bed sucking off Rob. Without warning and with Stan perilously close to coming, he withdrew, picked me up under my armpits and hurled me down across the bed. I landed on my back, with my legs sprawled well enough apart, and my head hanging down a little over the other side of the mattress. Stan pounced on me and his cock was buried deep in my twat in a New York minute. He pounded into me, with a ferocity that I had never experienced from Stan, and in doing so, I slid across the bed about another 6". One minute I was sucking Stan off and the next minute Stan was fucking the Hell out of me. I was in no way prepared for the orgasm that smashed to smithereens my conscious world, when we came, But Iwas not done yet. Yvette had finished sucking Rob off, and my head was hanging over the edge of the bed inn a perfect position.

There was Rob again, and his cock was in my mouth, upside down from the normal common orientation. With out having to suck Rob's scrotum or balls, and remembering that Yvette had just sucked him off, I had it pretty easy. He was about 1/2 way in my mouth, when I started sucking. Rob's cock had worked its way partially into my throat, and with 5 or 6 good sucks, he gave up and spewed out the little bit of cum that his balls had manufactured since Yvette did him. Then, we heard noises from downstairs. Bill and Dan had arrived with their captives, Sally and Virginia. I was quickly arranged laid out on one side of the bed, with my head on a pillow. Yvette was laid out like me, except that her head was on a pillow at the foot of the bed. The captive girls and guys passed by our open door, heading, I assumed for the nextdoor guest bedroom. I thought Dan and Bill would stay with them and get a little more, but I was surprised when I saw them leave. As soon as the guys left and went downstairs, Sally and Virginia wandered into our bedroom. They were bound in leather padded cuffs, with a tiny padlock preventing them from being removed, and had much more arm and hand mobility than either Yvette or me. I saw the recognition in their eyes, and then their faces sprouted broad smiles. They could do anything they wanted to us, and instantly knew it. From this point, I don't remember the order they went or who did what to me and Yvette. Yvette and I were bound in reverse double hammer locks. The bedside clock read a little after 3:00 AM. It was a windfall for them, but one of them climbed on the bed and straddled my legs. She let herself down and her face was right in my pussy. She took full advantage of my helplessness, and licked and kissed and sucked my pusssy, but she wouldn't let me come, until the other one had come from my tongue work.

I remember that the other one, first climbed over me and wound up sitting across my chest, but quickly scooted up, until she was sitting squarely on my face. I licked and sucked all her pussy parts; tongue fucked her hot hole, and licked and sucked her desperate clit, until she came. As you probably figured out, the girl that I ate out moved over to Yvette and began eating her pussy, while the girl who ate me out, crawled up my body to sit on my face. It went back and forth, until, I think that I had eaten out each girl 3 times, and of course, had my pussy licked 3 times from each of them. The bedside table clock read a little after 4:30 AM, when Sally curled up, with her head on my breast, and we went to sleep. The GOD DAMN alarm clock awoke Yvette and me at 6:00 AM. Bill was right there to turn the alarm clock off. One might think that he slept under our bed. Yvette and I each had a scant 1-1/2 hours of sleep. Bill untied us and sent us into the bathroom to pee, brush our teeth and let down our ponytails in preparation for a shower. Bill's modern bathroom had 2 separate sinks and vanities, and 2 toilets, with a warm water bidét between the toilets. Bill tied each of our wrists crossed, behind our backs, and made us kneel over the bathtub rim, side by side, with our ankles tied. He prepared a bag of Fleet's enema solution, shoved the nozzle up Yvette's asshole and let the solution run into her colon. Next, I got the same treatment, except that I may have been about 10-15 minutes behind Yvette. There really are no words to be said at a time like that. You and your girlfriend are bound kneeling over a bathtub, hoses filling your colon. There is simply nothing to say.

Bill left us for a little while, and came back with a duffle bag of equipment. When he returned, our enema bags were empty and that rotten Fleet's solution was churning up our innards. There were no mutual pussy eatings or blowjobs out in the bedroom. Instead, Bill got each of us on our feet and sat us down on one of the toilets. He turned on the bathroom fans in preparation of a double stick, and took his own long shower. We were left to do the toilet flushing, if necessary, which we could do within the movement our arms had, considering the way we were bound. While Bill was in the shower, Yvette expelled everything she had to give, and had slid over to the warm water bidét and flushed her ass several times. Bill, still dripping wet, untied Yvette's ankles and took her into the shower. I could hear a steady thumping sound, and knew that Yvette was really getting screwed in there. Meanwhile, I had finished and had scooted over to the bidét, where I washed my bottom 5 or 6 times. I patiently sat there and waited to get in the shower with Bill. When they finally came out, Bill told Yvette to dry off, fix her hair, put on a little makeup, if she wanted, and to go out into the bedroom, where some one would be waiting for her. Then, Bill untied my ankles and dragged me into the shower.

Myy God, the shower was loaded with all kinds of shower supplies, but before we got started, I was down on my knees sucking Bill off. His cock and balls were already soaking wet, and the shower water was pouring over my head and Bill's stiff prick, so I didn't have to worry about producing saliva. Bill stopped me about halfway through my ball sucking routine, and told me to put him deep in my mouth. With one hand holding the top of my head, and the other on the back, a dozen or so deep thrusts partially down my throat, and surprisingly Bill shot his wad, and I swallowed it, even before breakfast. Since I was conveniently still kneeling, Bill took the bottle of shampoo/conditioner and washed my hair. However, he used way too much of the florally smelling product. He did an excellent job of lathering the product into a thick bubbly mixture, which pretty much sat atop my head, although it tended to run down my face and into my eyes and nose. So I pretty much kept my eyes closed and let the shower spray rinse away the excess. Next, I was standing on my feet getting thoroughly washed by a generous amount of lilac/passion flower body gel and a washcloth. I was scrubbed from head to foot, front and back, including my ass crack, but not my pussy. When I was completely lathered up, he backed me up against the shower wall and fucked me hard, slamming me against the shower wall and lifting me up onto my tippy toes. When that was over, I was thoroughly rinsed off, including a 3 finger clear water flushing of my twat.

We stepped out of the shower. And since my wrists were still bound behind my back, Bill decided to dry me off. He used a towel on my hair, until it was just damp and not dripping. It went as expected. My breasts and nipples were extra dry; to the point that Bill personally checked them with his bare hands. He patted my pussy dry and then see-sawed the towel between my legs just to be sure. After Bill and I were all dried off, his hands caressed up and down my bare legs several times, and gave my clit one good flick, and untied my hands and left the bathroom. I brushed my hair out, until all the snags were gone, and was shining lustrously bright and shiny. I used a comb and the hair dryer, until I had 2 sexy natural swirls laying around my breasts A quick shot of hair spray and was done with the difficult preparation. I wasn't going to put on a lot of makeup, like a couple of the other girls would, if given the chance, because it would quickly disappear or get eaten off, because we had yet to have breakfast. Instead, I jusp put on a little lipstick and went into the bedroom. There, Yvette just sat on the bed, with her wrists tied behind her back in fresh dry rope. She had no crotchrope, nipple ties or clamps, and only sported a ballgag buckled tightly behind her teeth. Bill and Rob sat innocently in the 2 easy chairs, I guessed waiting for me.

The guy sprang into action. One ballgagged me, without catching any of my hair in the straps, and the other tied my wrists behind my back. Amazingly I had nothing up either my honey pot or my asshole. We went downstairs together. As soon as we entered the living room, I instantly saw what our fate would be, and there was no sign of the others being downstairs yet. Yvette and I were about to get our asses fucked, again before breakfast. Yvette and I were made to kneel, side-by-side, in front of a coffee table, with our breasts resting on 2 piled sofa cushions. Our freshly washed butt holes were disinfected and lubed. I think both Yvette and me screamed a little, into our gags, when we were 1st penetrated. It seemed that I got the ass fucking of my life from Bill, while Yvette moaned right alongside me. The boys had a lot of energy 1st thing in the morning, and were also bolstered by their 1stViagra pill of the day. Bill remembered and kept his cock pumping in and out of the lower area of my colon, where I was most sensitive, and if Bill noticed, I had my big orgasm, but he just kept slamming deep in my asshole, until he came. For safety and sanitary purposes, there was the usual washing of all our used sex parts with antibacterial soap, followed by the rubbing alcohol disinfecting of our sex organs. Then Rob and Bill switched places and started fucking our butt holes all over again. Whereas Bill was the typical aggressive male animal, when he fucked my ass, Rob took it slow and steady.

I really liked what Rob was doing to me. I could actually feel an orgasm building, from somewhere down there above my pussy. I was panting and mewing and having trouble breathing, because I simply couldn't catch my breath. Rob leaned on my back, as he steadily pummeled my anus, and tightly squished my tits into the sofa cushion. Somehow, he worked a hand in between my pussy and the coffee table, found my clit, and began rubbing it. Was that cheating, to get me off? Well, it worked, and I was in no position to debate the matter. I screamed as loud as I could, into my gag, to initially relieve my built up tension. My body stiffened, and I shook and spasmed and enjoyed the fireworks going off in my head. Somewhere in all that commotion Rob came, with his cock buried as far as it would go up my ass. When we recovered, I was surprised to find that Bill and Yvette had already come, and she was getting the cleanup treatment. Where had the time gone? When Yvette and I were all cleaned and disinfected, we were picked up and dragged across the living room and propped against the cleared wall, and had our ankles tied. Bill slipped out the front door and was gone. Rob began setting the dining room table for breakfast. We were still waiting for Sally, Virginia, Dan and Stan to come downstairs.

About 10 or 15 minutes later, those 2 girls glided down the stairs, with their male escorts, and headed directly for the same coffee table setup, where Yvette and I had recently received our ass fuckings. Just before those girls were going to get the treatment and lube for their ass fuckings, Bill came through the front door carrying white boxes and bags. He had made a run to our local bakery. What ever action was going on, with the girls draped over the coffee table ceased. All the girls were completely untied and retied, with one hand tied behind our backs and took our positions kneeling in our spots around the dining table. This was probably the unhealthiest breakfast we had been presented with. There was OJ and coffee, but everything else was pure carbohydrates, including a box of assorted donuts, spud nuts, and some assorted Danishes. I immediately complained, which I would later be sorry that I opened my big mouth, because I asked for some scrambled eggs. Bill wound up cooking a huge fry pan of scrambled eggs, and everyone took some. It didn't seem to matter that everyone wanted eggs, because Bill remembered and would take his revenge out on me after breakfast was over. I wound up having a gooey spud nut, half cherry Danish and the equivalent of about 2 scrambled eggs. When breakfast was over and the table cleaned off, Sally and Virginia were rebound and taken to the living room coffee table, by Dan and Stan, to get their postponed ass fuckings done. Yvette, my enema and ass fucking partner had her wrists rebound behind her back, and was ordered to kneel in the wide doorway between the living room and dining room. That left me, the one who had mouthed off about getting some scrambled eggs for breakfast.

Bill told me that he was going to try a little different tie on my arms, and when it was over, he wanted to know how I liked it. Rob and Bill twisted my arms behind my back and up between my shoulder blades, except that this time Rob held my wrists and hands palm-to-palm. Bill used the lark's head method by wrapping my wrists together, with a double strand of rope and then cinching my wrists between my arms. He called it the reverse prayer position, except that I discovered almost immediately that I could still pivot my hands so that when I was on my back, I would not be lying directly on the sides of my hands. Besides, my shoulder blades protruded out in back and offered a little more protection for my delicate hands. Soon, I found myself naked and bound and lying on my back in the middle of the living room carpet. I spread my legs in anticipation of getting fucked. I was a fool to think it would be that easy, with these guys. In the corner of the living room, Bill had hidden 2 suede floggers behind a chair. He handed one to Rob and they both began whipping my breasts and pussy. At first, I was so shocked that I lay there and took it. The blows were about the same intensity as for Yvette's crucifix. I finally realized that it was fool hearty to lay there and take it, so I rolled over and let them whip on my ass, which had more cushioning. When my ass was dark red and burning, my last resort was to try and evade them, so I rolled all over the floor, but their feet blocked me at every exit, or piece of furniture, where I might find some shelter. I was so exhausted, that I gave up and lay on my back, and let them do what they wanted to me, which was exactly what they were waiting for.

My heart was racing and my chest was heaving. I saw Bill bend over me and stretch a sleep mask over my eyes. My whole world went black. I was crushed against the carpet by one of the guys, I didn't realize how turned on I had become, during all my thrashing and rolling around on the floor, until he sank his hard cock deep into my cunt. One after the other all 4 guys fucked me to orgasm. Everyone came at least once, but in 2 instances, 2 of the guys, nalong with me, came twice and left a healthy deposit of cum in my twat. When all of the guys had me, someone buckled a penis gag deep in my mouth, . And buckled the straps behind my neck. Up to this point, no one owned a penis gag in their bomdage duffle bags. I had seen penis gags on the Internet, but all of them had a small 2"-3" nub that would go in my mouth, and a undetermined length dildo would protrude from my mouth for a girl to fuck herself on. The guys must have freed the girls and turned them loose on me. I could tell from all the gasps and giggles. One of the girls let herself down over my face and on to my protruding penis gag, but something wasn't right. She steadied my head and began fucking herself on something far longer than a puny 2"-3" little nub protruding from my mouth. I had about a 2-1/2" X 7" cock dildo buckled in my mouth and partially down my throat. Who ever was fucking herself over my face, was having fun with a penis gag dildo at least the size of it's other half in my mouth. Someone had found and acquired a double penis gag.

Before it was over, all 3 girls had taken advantage of me and fucked themselves right over my face. Their pussy juices dripped and sprayed all over me. Meanwhile, another of the girls had put on a monstrous strap-on dildo that must have measured 3" X 9", and the God Damn thing was getting awfully close to my cervix. It takes a little bit of time for one girl to put on and adjust a strap-on, fuck me to one or more orgasms (their choice), and take it off for the next girl. Consequently, only 2 girls got to use a strap-on in my twat, but in that game, they were what I felt and remembered. Of course, there was always a hand that found one or the other of my breasts, and roughly played with my boobs, and pinched and twisted and pulled my nipples. "That's enough," bellowed Bill. Everyone untangled and got to their feet. Finally, Bill got me up, untied me and removed my double penis gag. When I could speak, I told Bill that his new reverse prayer tie was just as comfortable as a reverse double hammer lock tie, and that I thought I'd be OK in it for another hour or two.

Rob and Stan took Virginia and Sally into the kitchen. That left Yvette and me plus my Dan and Bill to gather in the dining room. I saw the whipped cream, chocolate sauce and cherries sitting on the corner of the dining room table, and was glad that I would not be the victim of one of Bill's favorite games. Bill had already tied Yvette's arms behind her back in the new reverse prayer position, and had gotten her up on the dining room table, on her back, on a towel, and with her head already hanging over the edge of the table, he frog-tied her legs. As Bill started to spear Maraschino cherries from the jar, and stuffed them into Yvette's twat, he told Dan that he had time for a quick 10 minute BJ from me. I was on my knees, before the last word left Bill's mouth. My hands were not bound, so I grabbed Dan's semi-turgid shaft, while I swirled and sucked its head, and did a hand job on his shaft. I licked his enormous cock, until it was dripping, with my saliva, and I took him deep in my mouth, sucking all the time. Bill did say that we had only 10 minutes. Dan put a hand on each of my cheeks and fucked my face, until he came mostly down my throat. Do I have to say everytime that I swallowed all of his hot sticky cum?

Yvette's cunt was plump full of cherries, and her pussy slit was totally covered in whipped cream and Hershey's syrup. I had to kneel on one of the dining room chairs, set sideways on the floor, and lick off the whipped cream so that I could get my tongue on the cherries that filled Yvette's vagina, get them out of her pussy and eat them. Fortunately, I knew that the secret was to gobble up the whipped cream and chocolate, and get my tongue in her twat and crush the cherries against her vaginal walls and ease them out with my tongue and eat them. I leaned on my elbows and plunged right in the chocolate whipped cream goo, but as I took my 1st gulp, I felt Dan grab my hips and penetrate my love box, from behind, with his suddenly rejuvenated cock. When I had consumed all the cherries, I was told to keep going, and lick Yvette's pusssy, until she came again. I assumed that the little orgasms Yvette had while I was fishing around in her hole, with my tongue, had counted for something. When I looked up at Bill, who had issued the command, I saw that his cock was coated with chocolate sauce, and Yvette's mouth was filled with whipped cream. And Bill was hammering her mouth. It was an easy task to finish off Yvette with some serious clit licking, sucking and judicious nibbling.

His cock, coated with Hershey's chocolate syrup, and filled Yvette's mouth with whipped cream. He spent his time slowly fucking Yvette's mouth, while Bill built a sundae atop Yvette's mammoth 39D breasts by covering them with whipped cream and chocolate sauce, topped with a cherry. In addition, he covered Yvette's pussy, pubis mons and other nearby areas, with the sticky ingredients. In order to get at her tits, I had to lay across her torso and get the sticky gooey stuff all over my belly. I lapped up everything on Yvette's tits easily enough, including eating the 2 cherries atop her tits. After I cleaned up her tits, I got rid of all the gooey mixture on and around her pussy. Since Dan was still teasing Yvette's mouth, with his coated cock, I decided to eat her out. It kind of became a battle of wills between Dan and me, Dan could do little more than fuck Yvette's mouth, until he had to let go and shoot his load down her throat. I calmly and slowly licked Yvette's cunt, giving her one orgasm after another, until Dan gave it up. Yvette and I were a sticky mess compared to Bill and Dan. I thought that was it, Bill had a new twist to his game. Bill and Dan untied Yvette's frog-tied legs, tied a long rope to each of her ankles, and pulled and tied off way over her head and spread somewhat to the corner legs of the dining room table. She was practically bent in half, but for Bill, her legs were wide enough apart to still have access to her pusssy, which was now situated parallel to the table's surface.

From under the table, Bill retrieved a chilled bottle of champagne in an ice bucket. He opened the wine, and using a funnel poured about 1/3 of the bottle into Yvette's cavernous vagina. I was given a straw and ordered to stick it in Yvett'e cunt and blow, until the champagne bubbled and frothed and overflowed. I was to experiment by sucking uo a mouthful of the pussy juice laden champagne, and deposit some on Yvette's tits and nipples, belly button, perineum and clit. Everytime I dribbled some of the mixture, I blew on it bringing to life more of the carbonated bubbles. Finally, it became too much for Yvette, and after a double dose on her clit, she came. It was not the easiest and most expeditious way to make a girl come, but it worked. Meanwhile, Dan and Bill had their own straws and were sucking up champagne directly from Yvette's cunt, occasionally giving Yvette a mouthful from a straw. I hadn't been paying attention as to the number of times Bill used the funnel in her hole to fill her up, but all of a sudden the bottle was empty. Three straws plunged into Uvette's and sucked every last drop of champagne and pussy juices out of that magnificent pool of delight.

Bill and Dan released Yvette, ans the 4 of us headed for the pool to wash off our sticky bodies. The kitchen was empty and we found the others already in the pool. I waded into the water and washed off most of the dried gook just with the pool water. Bill bellowed out that he was making a lunch run to McDonald's and had a clipboard to write down our orders. We weren't really eating healthy and virtually everyone ordered some type of burger and fries. Fortunately, Mickey D's still had some of their healthy menu items available. I ordered the pre-made Southwestern chicken salad, with all the FREE add-ons and extra packets of Ranch dressing. Sally and I had the least of the sticky mess on our bodies and most of that dissolved in the pool. We went upstairs for our showers and had only 15 minutes. We peed, brushed our teeth and put on shower caps, and had no time to play or fool around. Afterwe dried ourselves off and fixed our hair, Sally and I headed downstairs for lunch. We helped set the table, using Chinette plates. Then, Sally and I had one arm tied behind our backs and knelt in our places, because we heard Bill returning with lunch.

Once I tore open. With my teeth, all the packets of dressing, croutons, seeds and other accompaniments that came with my salad, and mixed them all together, my MickeyD's chicken salad, tasted quite good to me, since my doughy breakfast had been hanging, like a lump, in my stomach all morning. I guess they knew my eating habits, because among the few girls who were offered fresh fruit, I took a banana. I peeled it, with my teeth. A couple guys, who were finished with their burgers and fries, stared at me while I ate, and I couldn't shake the feeling that I would be in for it later. When lunch was over and the mountain of bags and wrappers were taken out to the trash, everyone went into the living room. The girls were bound hand and foot, blindfolded and randomly laid out on the lliving room carpet. We were really tied up tight, with either a reverse double hammer lock, or a reverse prayer tie, plus our knees and ankles were tightly tied together. It was feathers! Each guy must have had a feather in each hand and started test tickling us anywhere and everywhere on our bodies, apparently to determine who was ticklish and where. I don't know what leaves me vulnerable, but at certain times the soles of my feet are ticklish sporadically, and apparently this was one of those times.

He started around my face and neck and tickled me, with the feather everywhere in that area. Then he used the feather in my armpits, down my sides, across my tummy, and all down my legs to my toes. I heard Virginia's voice giggling and already pleading for the tickling to stop. She must have really been ticklish! He flipped me over and used his feather on me from head to foot. I held fast and never even registered the slightest sound of a laugh, until he got to the soles of my feet. There. I couldn't help myself and chortled and pulled my feet away from the persistent feather, but there was no escape. He sat upon my legs and tickled the soles of my feet mercilessly. I laughed, writhed, cackled, bucked, amd tried to get away from the exquisite tickle torture. My knees and ankles were untied and my ankles were re-tied to some solid anchor, spread so far apart that I thought I might be split like a wishbone. I couldn't believe how wet my pussy was, when one of the guys started roaming in my cunt, with 3 fingers. I couldn't tell what I looked like down there, but my pussy must have looked like a 3 finger twat, because his fingers slipped his stiff boner right inside me. While he fucked me, another guy kept tickling the sole of my right foot. At first I just giggled, but soon I was letting loose with a full belly laugh. I couldn't help it. I was being tickled constantly and relentlessly, while and non-stop orgasm was building within me. Tears streamed down my face and eventually, I came and felt my love canal fill up with a hot load of gism.

The guys changed places and the fucking and tickling resumed. I arched my back and raised my hips in an effort to get him deeper inside me. I wanted to wrap my legs around his waist and pull him in, but, of course , my ankles were solidly tied. My head started spinning from the various sensations coursing through my body. I had no idea what I was doing. The sensations were too confusing, until I broke through the fog, stiffened, shuddered and my soul shattered into thousands of pieces into the cosmos as I came and came and came. My blindfold was removed and my ankle released from where it had been tied to the leg of a sofa. Sally and Yvette, who had not been ticklish, were taken downstairs to Bill's infamous basement. It must have been a full 10 minutes or more, before either Virginia or I tried to get up. My belly hurt, because I had never laughed so long and so hard before. We were taken downstairs, skirting Rob's workshop, and into the "laundry room,"

I noticed that some new carpeting had been installed to cover the play area of that space. Virginia and I were forced down on the new carpet on our backs. The new carper was soft, with a pas, and quite comfortable, while I was still tied in the reverse hammer lock position. First Sally was helped to straddle my face, and I had to eat her out thoroughly. Her wrists were already tied palm-to-palm, and her elbows were tied touching, all set to be strung up in the strappado position. For some reason, Sally didn't seem to be all there. After I gave her a thorough explorative tongue fucking followed by my best teasing and working over of her clit, Sally was taken off my face, with one really good orgasm under her belt. Sally can be moody at times, but she was now Virginia's problem. When Yvette was helped to squat on my face, she was perhaps a little miffed that she didn't get fucked upstairs, because she wasn't ticklish. We girls could be quite petty at times. Yvette wanted it slow and teasing, and wanted me to make her beg for it, and she wanted at least 2 mind blowing orgasms. That's what I did to her and maybe a little more. Virginia's and my wrists were re-tied palm to palm, and our elbows were tied together, so that we matched Sally and Yvette. All 4 girls were lined up under the beam that was supported by 2 posts.

A rope was tied around each of our wrists, thrown over the horizontal beam and pulled, until we were bent over at about a 45 degree angle and tied off. We all got our breasts tied tightly at their bases, and we were all blindfolded. I will spare you the repetitious details of what came next. I was fucked up the ass twice, the necessary cleansing and sanitary procedures were performed in place, our strappado ropes were given another pull, and tied off. My body was now about parallel with the floor, and I got fucked doggie style 3 times, before it was over. I found myself released from the strappado tie, kneeling on the new carpet, with my wrists still tied palm-to-palm, and my elbows and tits still tied. A kinda limp prick was presented to my lips. As I took him in my mouth, I knew from his rapidly growing length that it was my Dan's 8-1/2 monster cock. I treated it with reverence, but gave it the special treatment, including a thorough sucking and licking of his scrotum and individual testicles. After a lot of work and sucking, It culminated with Dan fucking my mouth, until he came and left my mouth and throat full of his hot seed, which I had to swallow.

We were all released and given 15 minutes fort a quick shower, but were ordered not to bother with our hair. I peed, brushed my teeth, put on a shower cap and hopped into the shower with Sally. Again, the guys left us no time to fool around in the shower. I did take a moment to comb my hair and re-apply my ponytail Scrunchie. Sally and I only had our wrists fastened behind our backs in padded leather cuffs, with the promise of only a short ride to our next destination. Sally and I were helped into the back of my Dan's SUV, and were laid out side-by-side on a soft comforter and covered with a lightweight blanket. Sally and I sat up and peeked. The other 2 girls were bound, as we were, in Bill's SUV, and Rob and Stan led our 3 car caravan alone in his SUV. We traveled generally East, crossing Green Bay Rd. and downtown Lake Forest, and next turned North on Sheridan Rd., which ran along the shore of Lake Michigan, where various sized mansions separated the road from the Lake. Our Lead car eventually turned right on a paved gated driveway, that was an opening in a 10 foot concrete wall that enclosed the mansion's Lakefront acreage.

As we approached the house, we veered off into a gravel parking area alongside the house and parked. The guys dragged us 4 girls out of the cars, and then took out ropes, blankets, shovels, stakes, and hammers from Rob's car. Virginia's and my arms were re-bound into and interesting tie. Our arms were re-tied in a reverse prayer position. In addition, a 2nd rope was wound around our arms, a few inches above our elbows and tied off. Sally was unbound. Stan fashioned a loose noose around my neck. Sally led me, via the noose, down the back and forth switchback winding sandy path down the bluff to the beach, with Stan following carrying a shovel and blanket. About 6' from the shore, where the beach sand was completely dry, he made a pile of sand, and covered it with the blanket. My ass was to go on the little hill, and he laid me out on the blanket, with my pussy elevated for easy access. Sally, totally unbound was instructed to lick and kiss me everywhere, from head to foot, until I was writhing, moaning, begging, and pleading to come, and my pussy juices were flowing freely. Then, and only then, could Sally go down on me and finish me off.

Sally was ecstatic at having complete control over me, while about 25' down the beach, Yvette had Virginia, and was having her way with her. I was holding my own, including about a 15 minute intensely passionate makeout session. However, when Sally kissed and licked her way down to my breasts, I began to lose it. Sally was ruthless. She squeezed my breasts, and when my nipples protruded even higher, she pinched them, pulled them, rolled them and bit them hard enough to leave teeth marks, and sucked the very life out of them, as if I was a sow. I moaned and gasped constantly, until she moved on. While Sally was doing my midriff, belly and hips, I glanced to my left, where the pounding had stopped some time ago. The guys had been pounding stakes into the sand in 4 rectangles. They made little hills and mounds, to elevate various parts of our bodies for their pleasure. It was all covered with a blanket, and the guys were sitting on the blankets drinking beer and watching us.

I was jolted out of my daydreaming, when Sally gave my clit a long slow hard lick, and then moved lower. I had my tennis shoes on, but couldn't remember flopping my legs open for her, but maybe she did it. Sally started on me just above my knee, with those devilish little tongue circles and kisses, as she worked her way up to my pussy. Before she ever got to my perineum, I was humping the air, amd my pussy petals were completely open and swollen. My perineum was itching for Sally's lips and tongue. When she licked that now over sensitive area, I almost came! My perineum was kissed and licked, from the end of my ass crack to the base of my pussy, making me flail about wildly and almost hit Sally in the face with my knee. Three things happened nearly simultaneously. Sally's thumb and forefinger pinched and pulled my clit, while her mouth sucked and nibbled on my pussy lips on both sides, and she slipped 2 fingers into my twat and explored every internal surface, until she found my g-spot. She stopped her sucking of my pussy lips, moved her mouth as close to my honey hole as possible, and rubbed my g-spot, while she rubbed my clit. I couldn't prevent it. I shook and stiffened and screamed and came and squirted simultaneously.

Sally caught most of my pussy juices squirted ejaculation in her mouth and the rest went on her hand. She moved up and kissed me, and transferred about an ounce or two of my fresh pussy juices into my mouth, which I tasted and swallowed. Next I had to lick the rest of my own pussy juices off her right hand. After that, I nearly went crazy, with Sally first tongue fucking me and then licking and sucking and biting my clit, until I came. Sally went back and forth with the tongue fucking and clit stimulation, until I had come 3 more times and Stan came and broke us up. Virginia and I were untied. All of the girls were taken over to where the guys had pounded stakes in the sand for us. We were all tied down spread-eagle on top of more fresh blankets. I think the strategic mounds of sand, under the blankets were all more or less, the same. I had a pile of sand under my butt to elevate my pussy for easy access, and I had a pile of sand under my upper back, which made my tits point provocatively upward for anyone to play with or molest, but none of those guys seemed to give my tits a 2nd glance. All those guys had only one thing on their minds. Sally had done a real number on me, and I thought that my pussy petals and fucking hole might stay wide open for hours.

Those guys would have had to blind fold us. I was still half loopy, from the carnage that Sally had done to my twat, that I didn't think that I could tell one cock from another, once inside me, unless it were my Dan's big mother fucking dick. At first I was screwed by 2 guys back to back. One went through me like a freight train behind schedule, and the 2nd seemed to have all the time in the world. We made out several times as he slowly moved back and forth inside me. More than anyone else, this was Bill's style, from time to time, but I could not be sure. There was a pause, where the guys seemed to consult their schedule and who was up for what. All of a sudden, a 3rd guy slithered on top of me, supported mostly by his elbows and fore arms. His cock still easily entered me, although he stopped only a couple inches into his penetration. Bless his manly heart. He stopped and played with my breasts and sucked on my nipples. We made out for a good 10-15 minutes, during which time I seductively moved and humped and tried to get him going. Eventually, he slowly hut surely buried himself in my twat and we got a great rhythm going. Faster and faster we fucked each other, until no one would quit and we both exploded into a mind blowing fuck your brains out orgasm(s).

As I was being released, I realized that I did not adequately describe my surroundings. When we 1st arrived, everyone walked down a winding sandy switchback trail to the beach. We were actually traversing down the side of a 40-50'high bluff at the west side of a private beach cove. There were equally high bluffs on both the north and south sides of the cove that were covered with scraggily bushes and small trees. The east side of the roughly 100' X 100' beach was exposed to Lake Michigan. There was a double row of the possible remnants of and ancient pier or dock. The pilings were made of possible telephone poles or simple peeled logs sunk into the sand at about 10' apart in both directions. The weathered and smooth pilings, from 18"-24" in diameter, were connected along their long side, at about 3' above the sand and at their 12' tops, with rough un-planed 2"X4" boards. I was brought over to the pilings and bent over a horizontal 2" X 4" board, which had been covered with a blanket to prevent splinters.

My legs were spread and my wrists were tied to my ankles. I was really tied wide open and exposed. Still blindfolded, there were the unmistakable sounds of 4 girls getting their asses beaten by suede floggers. When it was over, my butt really hurt. Soon, comforting hands soothed my sore butt. A big thick cock entered my love hole. It advanced slowly and less than 1/2" at a time. Deeper and deeper it sank into the depths of my cunt. It slowly plunged into my twat. I spread my legs further apart. Eventually, it hit my cervix, and backed off. There was no mistake; it was my Dan's huge thick cock. Over the next 10-15 minutes, Dan fucked the shit out of me. Our rhythm was impeccable, and I came only seconds before Dan did. I was untied and moved around to the front of the pilings and the connecting 2" X 4", and pushed down to my knees. My wrists were tied behind my back palm-to-palm, and my arms were lifted, until they were parallel to the ground, and the excess rope from my wrist tie was used to fasten my wrists to the 2" X 4". Still blindfolded, my elbows were cinched together, just to make things a bit more uncomfortable for me, and as a little more eye candy for the guys, because my breasts were shoved outward only another couple inches, but I guessed the guys wouldn't even touch them, because I was tied for giving blowjobs.

I was sucking one of the guys off. I had licked his scrotum, and sucked each of his balls, and had just taken him into my mouth, when I heard a clear distinctive female voice inquire, "Can we play with you guys? We've been watching you, and we like what you are doing, and think we would fit in well." I immediately commanded that my blindfold be taken off. It turned out that I was working on Bill's cock and Rob was right next to me. What I saw, when my blindfold was removed were 2 absolutely adorable sexy girls that I guessed to be obvious sisters, about 20 and 22 years old. Both were fit and trim and built like brick shit houses. The older one, who did all the talking, was about 5'10", 36C+, just a little bigger than mine. I judged the younger one to be a solid 34C, but her arms and wrists were tied in a reverse double hammer lock, and she stood about 5'9" tall. Both girls had deep blue eager eyes. They wore their blonde hair in long braids down to their waists in back. They had to be related to Rob.

Rob introduced everyone all around. It turned out that the 2 new girls were Rob's cousins, who were briefly staying at Rob's house, while their parents, and Rob's parents, who were off in Europe for the summer. The oldest girl, Shannon, was indeed 22 and would be starting her senior year, as President of Kappa Delta Sorority, at nearby Northwestern University in nearby Evanston, Illinois. Shannon's sister, Kinzie, was only 19, and physically far too advanced for her age. She would register at N.U. later that week, and rush K.D. the following week, where she was a shoe in to make it. The 2 girls begged and pleaded, and said that they could do anything they wanted to them, including fucking and blowjobs and eating their pussies, and they would let the bound men's wives eat them out, and have them reciprocate. Our husbands asked us, including Dan, if it was OK. I gave Dan the OK, as long as the youngest one was clean? Rob told everyone that he and Yvette and his 2 younger nieces had recently been tested, and everyone was clean and safe. The last question was whether Rob would fuck his cousins?

Rob grabbed the ragged old purse that Shannon carried. Besides house keys, he found one piece of rope of just the right length. He tied Shannon's arms and wrists behind her back up in a reverse hammer lock. He took her over to the row of blankets and stakes. He laid her out, tied her legs spread to the bottom stakes, but left her to lie on her bound arms, and fucked her into a stupor. The remaining 3 men kinda made asses of themselves getting at Shannon to fuck her, but they managed. I first thought it was the new faces, but decided that it more likely was the new beautiful nubile bodies. I'd have to keep half an eye on Dan just to be sure that he didn't spend too much time with the newcomers.

Meanwhile we girls remained bound and kneeling. The younger sister, bound as she was, had no trouble moving along our line thrusting her pussy in our faces and expecting us to eat her out. I was 3rd from the end that Kinzie started from. By the time she got to me, she had come several times and her twat and clit had been well tested and worked over, yet she was juicy and the smell of her sex still prevailed. She tasted as sweet as honey, and fresh and young and innocent, although she was anything but innocent. It was easy to get her to come by tongue fucking her love tunnel, or by licking or sucking or nibbling on her clit. The only drawback was that her bush was not shaved clean, like her older sister. Sally, to my left finished her off, with triple vaginal and clitoral orgasms. The timing worked out well. When one of our husbands finished fucking Shannon, he stood us up and re-tied our wrists to the 2" X 4"crosspieces of lumber, and to the middle of the short span. My legs were spread way far apart, and tied to the 10' spaced pilings.

Shannon and Kinzie switched places. That is, the younger sister, Kinzie, was staked out and tied on a blanket and fucked by all four men. Thus the older and more experienced, Shannon, expertly ate out all the girls pussies, and at least left me wanting more. She was an experienced tease and could have rendered me totally helpless and a slave to her talented tongue. Mentally, I thanked Shannon for the 3 orgasms she gave my poor unworthy pussy. Finally, our husbands lined up in front of us and we watched as each of the new girls sucked off 2 of our husbands, using a lot of deep throat. Sally, Virginia, Yvette and I were untied, but we were re-tied with our arms crossed up between our shoulder blades in a reverse double hammerlock tie. In addition, we all had padded ankle cuffs buckled on our legs, while the 2 new girls only had their wrists simply tied behind their backs. The guys grabbed all the blankets, ropes and duffle bags they brought down the bluff. Rob stopped to grab a handful of the stakes that he had originally pounded into the sand. Wewere prodded up the twisting sand covered pathway to the top of the bluff by some well placed stinging swats, using the suede floggers that we all had felt earlier.

When we reached the top of the bluff, we were led around the back of the 3 story mansion and into a scruffy scrubby woods. Wouldn't you know it. We stopped under the only tall tree in sight. It was some type of old oak, with a long thick branch shooting off to one side, and a shorter sturdy branch protruding off to the other side. There were plenty of smaller stubs of branches, or branches of the scrub trees below to tie our ropes off. While Rob pounded his stakes into the ground, a little to the side of the tree, the guys tied the D-rings of our ankle cuffs together with long pieces of extra heavy cotton rope. Shannon and Kinzie were tied spread eagle, on a blanket, on the lush grass, just off the side of the tree. Bill picked me up and the rope was pulled and tied off. I was the 1st to be strung up upside-down. It had been months since I was kidnapped and hung upside down in a tree. The guys had become more knowledgeable and experienced since then, and I couldn't wait to see what they would do to me!

My arms and wrists were already securely bound behind my back. My pussy was already wet and dripping with excitement. I was ballgagged and my tits were tightly tied at their base, so that my globular boobs sagged naturally, due toe being upside down, and jiggled with any little movement that I made. For good measure and a little more pain and torture, clover clamps were put on my already hard and pointed nipples. One of the old bunny tail butt plugs was shoved deep into my asshole. Finally, a huge 9" by probably 3" vibrator, already buzzing on high, was worked all the way into my twat. I was left hanging from the single branch, and I watched as the other 3 girls were hoisted and strung up side-by-side on the long single branch on the other side of the tree trunk. They all received the same

additional accessories and ties that I did, I think I got the biggest vibrator that they had. We all hung there intently watching the goings on below us. Rob had brought back one of the non-iced coolers from his car. Kinzie's legs were untied, and Bill was there to lift and twist them to examine the extent of her beaver. Above her pussy, her bush had been trimmed to accommodate the skimpiest of bikinis and any thong she might wear.

Rob took out the rechargeable electric razor and buzzed away all of Kinzie's pubic hair down to about 1/4" in height. She had not been so diligent in trimming her ass crack hairs and the hairs that I had encountered on the outer sides of her pussy lips. Rob turned the Lady Schick razor, with a fresh blade in it, over to our steadiest and most experienced pussy shaver, Bill. Within minutes, Bill had spread Foamy shaving cream over the areas to be shaved and whisked away every last hair from her pussy and ass crack. After a good washing, with bottled water and a clean towel, Rob had the bottle of aloe based lotion ready and rubbed it in thoroughly, to prevent itching. Bill, as primary shaver claimed his 1st rights to Kinzie's beautiful bare pussy, knelt between her legs, draped her legs over his shoulders, and ate her out. Rob chose to eat her out the same way. As soon as the shaving was completed, Stan and Dan fucked the staked out and stretched spread eagle Shannon twice apiece. Then, the 2 girls were untied and released. The 2 freed girls and all the guys descended upon the tree that the 4 of us girls had been hanging upside down from for at least an hour.

I, and my3 other captives were immediately blindfolded. My ballgag was taken off and my breasts were untied. Dan did the sensitive job of removing my clover clamps, and sucked and massaged my sore blood starved nipples. Then he turned me over to Shannon and Kinzie, while he went over to the other limb of the tree, where the other girls were already doing blow jobs. I didn't think for a moment that my Dan's failure to remove my butt plug was an oversight. I had been doing quite well,, for the past hour or more, having good orgasms about every 15 minutes, thanks to the big mother vibrator that the guys had shoved into my cunt, while I watched the action unfold below me. They pulled out the monstrous vibrator, and reaching up, began taking turns finger fucking me and rubbing my clit. As I blew in the wind, I jerked and contorted my body every way in order to spare my ultra sensitive clit from getting rubbed raw, because I had already come 3 more times.

Kinzie shifted her attention to caressing my upper legs and sensitive perineum, and feeling and squeezing my tits, and pinching and rolling, and suckling my nipples, while Shannon had moved around in front of me, and inserted one, then 2, then 3, and finally 4 fingers in my vagina. I was mentally preparing myself to be fisted next. Instead, Shannon removed one finger, and she began slowly feeling around the inside of my love hole. She found my g-spot much too easily. It took only seconds for me to shudder, scream, stiffen, and squirt (they told me) a geyser of pussy juices, at least 3' long. That did me in. They asked a couple of the guys to adjust my hanging rope, so that my mouth was even with their pussies. My hair was viciously grabbed and my face was brought against Kinzie's sweet dripping pussy. That is what I relished, eating out 2 fresh young pussies. When we finished I had licked and sucked and tongue fucked and mibbled on both Kinzie's and Shannon's pussies, with no idea of how many times I made each of them come.

All 4 girls were lowered to the ground, completely untied, and had their blindfolds removed. Everyone gathered around the cars, while Shannon and Kinzie ran into the house and came out a few minutes later, with a small suitcase, which was tossed into their brother, Rob's car. Meanwhile, we had all decided that we wanted KFC original recipe chicken for dinner. Rob would go by himself and get 3 12 piece buckets plus a few pounds of potato salad and cole slaw. We would all meet at Rob and Yvette's house for dinner. Sally and I simply had our wrists bound behind our backs. We were loaded onto a blanket, in the driveway, and picked up by 2 guys and slid into the back of Bill's long SUV. Before we were covered up, with a light comforter, an un-bound Kimzie climbed in between Sally and me. The guys had put on enough clothing so there would be no problem while driving or at the KFC chicken place, Almost as soon as we pulled out, Kinzie went down on Sally, I'm not sure how many time Sally came, but I could hear from the speakerphone of Bill's cellphone, that the drive-thru linewas really long. so, Kinzie ate me out slowly and teasingly, until we pulled into Yvette's garage.

Once unloaded from the SUV, I was taken up to Yvette's bedroom, where Bill changed my bindings. I was buckled into a connected pair of padded leather cuffs that would rotate, behind my back. Bill forced his legs down in-between my bent elbows and my body, causing my back to arch more and my tits to stick out a little bit further, although that didn't factor into this game. I licked and sucked Bill's scrotum and individual balls. Then he buried his cock as far into my tthroat as he possibly could. I was in heaven, having my 1st chance to really suck cock for many hours, and you all have learned that is my 2nd favorite pastime, next to getting screwed. Bill grabbed my head and during the entire time, he moved his cock, back and forth, no more than an inch or two in and out. I sucked that beautiful cock, as hard as I could, for what seemed like an extended period of time, until Bill could take no more and spewed his load of hot cum directly down my throat. I hadn't noticed my Dan in the bedroom watching, but after a little post coital cleanup of Bill's cock, Dan literally stepped in, and we did the whole blowjob thing all over. Finally, Stan and I did the same intense deep throat blowjob as before. Although

I could have done another guy or 2, Rob was out somewhere waiting in a drive-thru line to pick up our dinner order. Bill showed up leading a bound Kinzie, but reported that Rob had our KFC order and was going to the nearby 7-11 to get some Hostess desserts. I had no idea what the guys were doing to the rest of the girls. The guys kept in touch by cellphone. Dan brought in a simply bound Kinzie. She just had her wrists simply tied crossed and tied behind her back, while my arms and wrists were securely tied behind my back in a reverse double hammer lock. Kinzie and I were down on our knees facing each other tits to tits. A wide black belt was buckled and tightened just about at the level of our breasts to draw us tightly together. Then, a 4" Ace bandage was unfurled. Our heads were canted at a slight angle to the right. Our lips were pushed together and the elastic bandage was wrapped around our heads, holding us together in a permanent kiss, and the brass clips were fastened.

What could we do? We started kissing, tentatively at first, but that, of course, was what the guys wanted us to do. Kinzie's lips were soft and sweet. Pretty quickly, we really got into it. Our tongues dueled each other's, and explored and tasted each other's mouths. At one point, Kinzie's tongue was so far down my throat that I thought she would hit my tonsils, It was then that we heard a call coming from downstairs, announcing that Rob was pulling in the driveway, with our KFC chicken dinner. Kinzie and I were untied and told that we had about 10 minutes to get downstairs for dinner. In the bathroom, we peed, washed our pussies and faces, and brushed our teeth. After all the things we had done that entire afternoon our mouths smelled and tasted like old cum and pussy juices. It couldn't be avoided, considering everything we did or were forced to do that afternoon. Only a good brushing of the teeth, with a big glob of toothpaste, made the bad breath go away, until someone sucked a cock, or ate out a pussy. We stared at each other for only a moment, and we instantly clenched each other, kissing each other deeply and continuously. Free fingers entered each other's twats, and we started finger fucking each other. A rap sounded on the locked bathroom door announcing that dinner was ready. We quit, so close to orgasm, and vowed that we would pick this up at a later date.

When we got down to the dining room, there was a little different seating arrangement. Shannon and Kinzie knelt and had both wrists tied behind their backs. They knelt between Stan and Rob, who had to feed them. As usual, I had one hand tied behind my back and could readily feed myself. The Kfc chicken tasted really good and greasy. I had a beer, drumstick, thigh, breast, and heaping helpings of cole slaw and potato salad. Despite having plenty of Big Man paper towels, the girls had to be untied for 5 minutes to wash up. The girls gathered in the living room, expecting to go downstairs to Yvette's playroom, but again we were delayed by a sexy torture. First, Virginia and Yvette were tied in a reverse double hammerlock. Small 3" bullet vibes were shoved, buzzing like crazy, way up their twats. They were put on their sides on the living room carpet in the "69" position. Yvette's face was pushed fully into Virginia's pussy, and Virginia's thighs were wrapped and tied holding Yvette's head fully in there. The same procedure was repeated for Virginia. Finally, each girl's ankles were tied together.

Next, the guys selected Sally and Kinzie, as the next pair to receive the guy's next round of playfull/Tortuous positions. Their arms were twisted behind their backs, and they were tied in the reverse double hammer lock position. While still standing, their pussies were worked over, until the guy's easily got 3 fingers deep into each of their cunts. Humongous 9" X 2-1/2" live vibrators were shoved up their love tunnels, and secured with a tight crotchrope. A large 3" ballgag, with 2 straps, was forced into their mouths. Neither girl could get the rubber sphere behind their teeth, but each strap was firmly buckled behind their necks. It was then that I noticed that all the equipment being used, except the ropes, was coming from Shannon's and Kinzie's little suitcase, which they had grabbed at the last minute, before we left the mansion and beach. Dan and Rob finished up on Sally and Kinzie, by having them kneel tit to tit and pussy to pussy. They used ropes to tightly wind and tie the 2 girls together under their armpits, waists, thighs, calves and ankles.

Meanwhile, Stan and Bill started in on Shannon and me. A double gigantic 3" X 7" to 8" realistic penis gag was forced into our mouths and a good way into our throats. The double penis gag was held in via the 2 straps that were buckled behind our necks. Sadly, we couldn't kiss or even touch lips. Our wrists were tied behind our backs palm-to-palm. A 2nd rope, at our forearms, and a 3rd above our elbows, tied our arms snugly together and unbendable. While we were still standing, our tits were tied together. One loop was tightly wrapped around the base of my right breast, and cinched at the bottom. The rope continued to wrap once around Shannon's left breast, and was again cinched at its bottom. Then, the rope was wrapped twice around the bases of both our tits together, scrunching them together, and was knotted above our breasts. Still standing, touching everywhere from our tits up, we had to spread our legs. The guys took their time and their fingers to open up our vaginas, so they would accept their 3" X 18" realistic flexible penis 18" vibrating Double Dong. The device was off, but the guys threaded half of the phallus into each of our twats, right up to the 2" collar, which contained the on/off switch and access to the batteries.

Shannon and I were forced to kneel. A wide 3" belt was placed around our bodies, just below our armpits and over the tops of our breasts, and pulled and buckled tight. Another 3" belt was cinched tight around our waists and buckled so tight as to considerably reduce our waist measurements. Each of our thighs was tied to the others opposite leg. The 18" Double Dong, bent into a "U" shape, was turned on high, and I thought that all I had to do was adjust to my bindings and enjoy the orgasms. However, it was Bill and Stan who brought in 2 low backed kitchen chairs and set them down backwards behind us, trapping our feet below the rungs and inside the legs. My biggest surprise and source of some initial pain, was when Stan pulled my stiffly bound arms upward and tied my wrists to the top slat of the chair's back. Bill straddled the chair and began playing with me. Everywhere his fingers roamed, he found a small opening to a patch of my sensitive flesh, and stroked or rubbed or pinched or caressed that area, until he was satisfied or got a satisfactory reaction from me.

He lovingly caressed all around my face and neck, and bent over to plant some soft wet kisses on my especially sensitive areas. When Bill got down to my breasts, there was enough breast and nipple available, despite the fact that my tits were tied to Shannon's , our boobs were swollen, from the ties at their bases and starting to turn red, and were mash together against Shannon's equally ample tits. Somehow Bill's fingers found my nipples, and squeezed and rolled and pinched and pulled them. It was too much for me, and along with the constant buzzing of the shared 18" Double Dong in my pussy, I came, and bit and sucked that blasted penis gag in my mouth and throat, and never realized how long that orgasm lasted. By the time I recovered, Bill's fingers were down on my inner thighs, moving north. Bill did those sexy sensual little circles on my thighs that drove me mad. I couldn't say a thing, but only sucked that penis gag harder. He rubbed my sensitive perineum, which sent chills up my spine. He kept going, with his fingers threatening my ass crack. Bill pulled the old whore's trick on me, and stuck his middle finger a little way up my asshole, and my body shattered and exploded. This orgasm was easily 10X more intense than what the Double Dong did, when I came from its vibrations alone.

I rode the stars and cosmic waves that encompassed my orgasm, barely registering what was going on around me. Of course Stan's hands and fingers were constantly busy on Shannon's body, and she got her share of extra orgasms. Secondly, Yvette and Virginia were released and taken, I assumed, downstairs, to begin their tortures and pleasures on the various devices in Yvette's playroom. Rob came into the living room, with his clipboard and announced, that Shannon and Sally could be released, except for their arm bindings, and could be taken down to the playroom AFTER they ate each other out. I didn't seeor hear anymore,, because our 7" penis gags were unbuckled and removed from our mouths and throats. Although they were made from a resilient silicone material, they were pocked with numerous teeth marks, from when both Shannon and I came. Our heads and lips were pressed together and held firmly while our lips were lined up at nearly a 45 degree angle, and were wrapped in that position, using an elastic Ace Bandage and the accompanying brass clips. I was really anxious to kiss and makeout with Shannon, and compare her taste to that of Kinzie's, her younger sister.

Our lips were already parted, and this time I plunged my tongue into her mouth. Shannon seemed ready for my assault, and for a good while. We kissed deeper and deeper, played tongue tag and explored the tastes and textures of each other's mouths. No one bothered us or felt us up. That 18" Double Dong continued to buzz in our pussies, and we had 2 almost simultaneous orgasms, brought on more, I maintain, by the passion of our making out. After our 2nd orgasm, Bill and Dan released Shannon and me, except our bound palm-to-palm arms. Bill and I went way back, and I knew that he liked the way I responded to whatever he did to me, and it was no surprise to me when he stuck with me during these games. Shannon and I had to crawl around on our knees, until we faced away from each other. The 2 chairs were placed back-to-back between us. Our wrists were re-tied back together, and we were prodded to crawl further away from each other, until our arms were stretched as taught as they previously were, and they could be slipped over the top of the chair backs, between the little spindles at the top of each chair's back. Although our breasts were not bound at all, I think our arms were stretched more than they were earlier, and our tits just hung out there waiting for any torture or molestations.

OH THANK GOD! It was my Dan who knelt down directly in front of me. He said, You really look hot and vulnerable, I can't ever recall your tits looking so inviting. Shannon was sucking off Bill, and I was speechless. Dan put one of his big hands around each of my tits and repeatedly squeezed and pulled my tits forward, while he bent down and sucked my nipples. Remarkably, when he stopped, my tits looked somewhat like long conical cones coming to a point at my hard pointed nipples. His arms went around me and crushed me against his hard chest, so that I had some trouble catching my breath. His arms went up my sides and locked behind my back. My head went backwards, but his mouth captured my lips in a scorching kiss. I nearly swooned (if that word still applied), when we ravaged each other with kisses, without even having to use our tongues. About 10-15 minutes later, we broke off the kissing, because that wasn't the purpose of all this teasing,, although it was 100% real, Dan wanted me to suck him off.

Dan stood, and I saw what our messing around had done for his penis. His cock was straight as an arrow and erect to it's full 8-1/2" length. I thought that I would make him suffer a bit, since Shannon was happily sucking off Bill and no one else was left in the living room. I got Dan's whole scrotum in my mouth, and I concentrated on one testicle, for a real long time, before moving to the other one. I sucked and nibbled and sucked and nibbled on that walnut, with the idea of cracking it. I did the same to Dan's other jewel, and then tried to suck the life out of his balls. I was having a good ole time sucking away on his balls, but forgot the consequences, almost! At some point his balls began to shrivel. I don't remember how long it took me to remember that when a guy's balls start to shrivel, an eruption is about to happen. His balls were shriveling and his scrotum was contracting real tight. I, of course, knew where this impending eruption was going to come out. I quickly dropped his scrotum, and just in the nick of time, I at least had about 1/2 of Dan's cock in my mouth, just in time for him to burst about 1/2 a normal load of cum in my mouth. After he had spurted out what he had, and I swallowed it, I settled into giving my Dan a long slow blowjob, and I knew he had more cum to give, and he let me work on him at my own pace. After that close call, it went by the book.

The rope that held my arms elevated and tied to the chairs and Shannon, went slack. I looked around and discovered that Shannon had finished her blowjob on Bill. I guessed that Dan and I were screwing up Rob's schedule, but so what. Bill and Shannon sat on a couch and politely waited for Dan and I to finish. I really licked Dan's shaft all over and up and down, until his shaft was saturated with my saliva. I sucked and swirled his cock's head, with my tongue, and gradually took him in my mouth, sucking and bobbing up and down all the way. I had Dan's cock deep in my throat, sucking almost continuously, several times, before Dan couldn't take it anymore, and he took over, fucking the Hell outta my throat, until he came. I had a full load of cum to swallow, when he finally stopped spurting.

It was Shannon's turn to get her pussy eaten out, and a shriveling Bill stood her bound form in from of me and steadily pushed her face into my pussy. I licked along her entire cunt slit. My tongue licked around all her pussy lips, before I plunged in and tongue fucked her pussy, but found no g-spot, but at least she came a couple times. Shannon's clit proved to be more accommodating, when I slowly attacked her little stiff nub. I licked her taut little nub, as it grew redder and larger before my eyes. Sucking her clit once made her come the 1st time. Rapidly flicking my tongue over her even more sensitive and sensitive clit, made Shannon come a 2nd time. Finally, I nibbled on Shannon's super sensitive and raw clit, and scraped my teeth over it. This sent Shannon into uncontrolled spasms. She crumbled to the carpet, rolled into a fetal position, and shivered, shook, and shuddered soundlessly, until she had ridden out her orgasm. In the meantime Bill and I disregarded Shannon. Bill had only a partial stiffy. He took time to kneel in front of me and feel up my outrageously protruding tits and suck my nipples, but his mind was elsewhere. I took his cock in my mouth and sucked its head and bobbed and sucked up and down on the hard shaft that I did for him.

As I started to take him deeper and deeper, it was apparent that he was in a hurry. He grabbed my hair and fucked my throat, until he came. Although I swallowed all his cum, he didn't stay in my mouth for me to lick him clean. I wondered what was on his mind or what was wrong. Before he left, he freed me from the chairs and untied my wrists and arms. He retied my wrists and arms in a savage reverse double hammerlock, pushed me down to the floor, tied my ankles together, grabbed up Shannon and left me alone in the dining room on the floor. I could have easily rolled on either side or my front, for more comfort, but choose to remain on my back and wait. I am able to struggle, which turns me on more, and the strain across my chest presents me more invitingly, as well as keeping the tingling flowing through my body lasting longer. Perhaps 10-15 minutes later, Rob showed up with an un bound Kinzie. Rob assessed the situation, and decided to untie my ankles and screw me right where I lay. This was what I was hoping for, and I spread my legs as wide as I could, inviting him in my twat. Kinzie sucked her brother's cock, until he was hard enough, and at the same time used her right hand to force 3 fingers into my cunt to open me up and get me wet. Rob fucked the shit out of me, while Kinzie stuck a finger in there to rub my clit. I came and came and came, until I told both of them that I couldn't take anymore. They let me lay there recovering for almost 5 minutes, while they moved off and had a whispered discussion.

I'm sure that Kinzie and I both remembered our last conversation/confrontation in the bathroom just before dinner. I don't know why Kinzie was not bound, but she held all the cards and had her brother with her. They helped me stand up and spread my legs wide apart. Kinzie had decided to do me, and there was no stopping her. First, she grabbed my hair and kissed me passionately, using all the tongue she had. This instantly reminded me of our encounter in the bathroom before dinner. She nearly mutilated my breasts by pulling and squeezing them, and twisting and pulling and sucking my nipples. Kinzie dropped to her knees in front of me and used her free hands to further part the folds of my pussy. In fact, she used her fingers and grabbed my pussy lips and pulled and stretched them as open as they would go. She buried her tongue as far as she could get it into my vagina and began tongue fucking me, with no other preliminary licking or other fore play. I'll admit that she was persistent, and with a lot of tongue work, she got me to come.

However, my clit was a different story. She licked and licked and teased and teased my little nub, until it turned red and doubled in size, but it didn't stop there. Kinzie sucked my swollen and hypersensitive clit for a second or two, and repeated that gesture, until I couldn't stand anymore teasing. With a hard prolonged suck and a little too hard nibbling, I succumbed to a knee buckling extra terrestrial stars and lights and shaking and overwhelming orgasm that actually made me sink to my knees. When my vision and head cleared, I noticed that Kinzie's wrists had been tied behind her back. Her brother, Rob took Kinzie and me downstairs to Yvette's playroom, but before we entered, at least I was blindfolded. I was led all the way over to the kneeling pillory and my legs were strapped in. My arms were still tied in the double reverse hammer lock position. My head was placed in the cushioned opening and the yoke closed over my neck. I only had to suck one guy off, and I thought it was Stan, because he was the only guy that I hadn't done upstairs.

With that completed, I was freed from the kneeling pillory, had my wrists freed, only to be put in the standing pillory. My wrists and neck were firmly clamped in place by the thud of the yoke. My legs were spread wide apart, and I was fucked hard and deep doggie style. With these guys, do I have to even mention how many times I came? Next. My ass cheeks received a rather severe hand spanking, from 2 different guys. This was severe enough to really make my butt burn. The spanking was followed by an overall flogging of every inch of my rear side, including up between my spread legs to curl around and catch my pussy. Next, I was strapped and buckled spread eagle into the St. Andrew's cross. Instead of using the telescoping adjustable 3" X12" adjustable depth and speed monstrous vibrating dildo in me, one of the guys grabbed me and held me against his hard chest. He virtually raped my mouth, hardly giving me the chance to catch a breath. We locked lips and used our tongues to explore and taste each other's mouth. I had to bite his tongue to indicate that I had enough, but this did not dissuade him. His fingers worked their way deep into my twat, and opened me up enough to drive a small truck up there, if not a Mack truck.

He fucked me standing up spread eagle in the St. Andrew's cross, until he came, with no regard for my orgasms. No sooner had I been unbuckled and taken off the cross, than I found myself on my knees getting my arms and wrists tied behind my back in my favorite reverse double hammer lock. I had to suck off 2 guys, and my blindfold remained firmly in place. This was a major derivation from what usually happened in the playroom. Usually, the girls were moved from apparatus too apparatus, receiving their pleasure, sexual torture, or pain, or a combination of any of the above, without the extra blowjobs and fuckings. After I completed the required BJs, I was laid out on my back on the carpeted floor, and fucked, again, until he came. Next, I was rolled over onto my belly and untied. My wrists were buckled crossed into a pair of padded leather cuffs. My ankles were buckled into at least a 3' spreaderbar. One of the guys began cranking the overhead cable/winch setup, which lifted me by my handcuffed wrists, until I was upright standing only on my toes. The2 guys flogged me front and back, from head to toe. Before I was released, I suppose it was the guy who hadn't recently dipped his wick in my cunt, screwed me, while I was still hanging there in the spreader bar, and my body was all pink-red and tingling all over..

I was lowered a few inches, until my feet were firmly planted on the floor, but my ankles remained wide apart in the spreader bar, and my wrists were cuffed high overhead. After a sizzling tongue exploration of my mouth and a lip bruising makeout session, one of the guys moved around behind me, felt me up, squeezed and kneaded my breasts, rolled my nipples, between his thumbs and forefingers, until they were hard and sore and probably twice as long as normal. All right, I'd be lying if I didn't confess that I was super overheated hot, and moaning and whimpering and panting and gasping at what he was doing to my titties. However, I was drawn in deeper and made more guttural noises, when he moved back around in front of me, and sucked my nipples and finger fucked me, until I came and nearly collapsed against the cable and cuffs that help me upright. I couldn't believe it, when he shoved his long stiff cock all the way up my love hole, and fucked me, until my brains felt like mush. The spreaderbar and the overhead cuffs were immediately removed, and I was led over to the currently vacant crucifix.

I was helped up onto the small foot platform, turned around and steadied against the upright heavy post. My arms were stretched outward and lashed to the heavy crossbar, with the same old heavy rough rope, and each arm was tied at the wrist, below my elbows, and just below my armpits. My ankles were tied together, but were not tied to the upright post. The tradition of putting nipple clamps on my nipples was alive and well, and I got the tinkle bell ones. Whoever flogged me confined his blows to my pussy and my tits. When, at last, my nipple clamps had benn knocked off, the platform that I had been standing on was suddenly pulled out, I hung there by my arms like a sack of flour, only by my arms. My ankles were quickly untied and quickly replaced by the spreader bar. So, there I hung on the crucifix, supported only by my bound arms, and my legs opened wide in the spreader bar. Two of the girls licked and sucked and tongue fucked my beaten pussy, but I had only mediocre orgasms, even though both had tongue fucked me, and sucked and nibbled on my clit. I was released from the crucifix and next taken to the big circular bed.

I was tied spread-eagle on the huge bed, but I did not get to experience the high speed vibrations of the Hitachi Magic Wand. Instead, I got fucked again. This time I knew that it was my Dan, who was doing the screwing. He kissed me the entire time that he fucked me, except when he whispered in my ear that the Sybian was next for me, an that it would be different this time. When Dan finished having his extended way with me, and we had come for the last time, I was released and taken to the Sybian, which was always run by either Rob or Bill. I began to think that something wasn't quite right. I had done an extraordinary number of blowjobs, had gotten fucked in unusual and abnormal places, and had even got my pussy eaten out here in the playroom, where the guys had always pleasured the girls. My wrists were tied behind my back, and I could hear someone changing the head on the Sybian. My pussy was lubed, even though it didn't need it, but my asshole and my clit were lubed, with the prescribed K-Y gunk. NOW, I was really really getting apprehensive.

The Sybian's operator helped me step over the saddle, lined up my holes and eased me down. One of the 3 plastic fingers easily slipped into my cunt. Once the 1st phallus was in only about 1/2", I felt the 2nd phallus poking at the entrance to my asshole, and with a downward push by Bill or Rob, it popped in and I sank into the saddle seat. My ankles and thighs were securely buckled, holding me securely in and on the saddle. Lastly, a backboard was slid in position behind my back and in front of my bound arms. It was slanted forward, making my upper body lean unnaturally forward. It was then that I felt the 3rd phallus leaning against my pussy slit, with its tip directly against my clit. The Sybian started up, slowly at first, and stopped at a moderate speed. It felt really great. The phallus vibrating my love tunnel felt like any shorter vibrator. The one in my ass hit me in my sensitive areas, from my little rosebud sphincter up through my anal tube, before it became feet and yards of virtually nerveless colon. The 3rd phallus that constantly buzzed my clit mostly set off those little electric pulses in me that went straight to my pussy. A full fledged orgasm quickly built in my cunt. When I came, it hit me so unexpectedly, that I came so hard and fast that I had no chance to react in anyway, because the speed of the Sybian was being raised constantly.

I was coming and coming and coming, which was the idea, but I soon became delirious, and I rapidly hit the point where the pleasure was much too overwhelming for me. I did something that had been done very rarely. I screamed the SAFEWORD! Within seconds, first Bill, then Rob, and finally Dam were at my side. Since I had screamed the safeword, they knew that I had not passed out. My blindfold was ripped off, my wrists were untied behind my back and the backboard pulled aside, and my legs and ankle and thigh straps were undone. I was literally lifted off the Sybian's saddle and set standing on the ground. I never actually passed out, and repeated that several times. I told them that the new triple phallus was just to much, except at a very low speed. I walked, on my own power over to the 4 poster bed sitting just inside the door to the playroom, where Kinzie and Shannon were just sitting, apparently done for the night. I had a cold washcloth compress on my forehead and sipped a Coke. I really felt fine and had a lot left in my tank. We had a good deal of time left before the girls had to leave for home. Shannon asked me if I wanted to play some more upstairs, and all 3 uf us slipped out of the playroom and went up 2 flights of stairs to Yvette's and Rob's bedroom.

Day 3 - The Set-up and the Double Cross

Looking back, this was the set-up for an elaborate set-up orchestrated by my husband and an unknown number of accomplices, and I fell for it hook, line and sinker. They simply tied my wrists behind my back. I leaned all the way back and spread my legs, with my feet resting on the floor. One at a time Shannon and Kinzie knelt and went down on me. When it was time for me to get my pussy eaten, The girls tied my wrists behind my back in the severe and most restrictive reverse prayer position. In fact, besides my kneeling, they knelt in front of me, smooched with me, felt me up, and sucked my nipples long and hard. When they finished, they stood, spread their legs and moved in and crowded me. I had to lick both of their pussies nearly simultaneously. Shannon had a good grip on my head and ponytail. She swiveled my head back and forth, from one cunt to the other. As I recall, I had my tongue deep in Kinzie's love tunnel, when my Dan casually strolled into the bedroom. Everyone froze.

Dan proclaimed that we had to get Shannon and Kinzie ready, amd that we would take them back home in a little while. Without saying a word, he tied both Shannon and Kinzie in the reverse prayer position. Then, he untied me and told me that I could do what I wanted with them, while he drove to our house to get us some clothes. The round trip should have lasted no more than about 30 minutes. Hmmmm, what should I do to or with my new captives? One at a time, I had Kinzie and Shannon go down on me, just as they had done, before Dan arrived, except that I raised and spread and ordered each of them to start licking and kissing my inner thighs, starting just above my knees. When they got up to my pussy, I closed my legs and held their heads in place, until they finished me off to my satisfaction. I left Kinzie kneeling at the foot of the bed, and got Shannon upon the bed flat on her back, and ordered her to eat me out, as I settled directly over her face, facing her feet. While she licked on my pussy, I reached and played with any part of her body that I could reach, especially her tits and her clit. We actually managed to come, though by different ways at about the same time.

It was a shame to have to kick such a beautiful and hot 22 year old and willing sex pot out of my bed, but Dan was due back any moment. So, I got Shannon off the bed and made her kneel alongside the side-rail. I got Kinzie up on the bed on her back, when Dan arrived carrying a bag of clothes for me and 2 lightweight raincoats for the girls. He was dressed in Khakis and a polo shirt, with sock-less loafers. Dan got Shannon up on her feet, wrapped and fastened one of the raincoats around her bound body, picked up Kinzie's and Shannon's small suitcase of mostly toys, and helped Shannon out of the bedroom, down one flight of stairs and out to our car. With Dan back, I didn't have a lot of time to dawdle with Kinzie. Nevertheless, I sat on her face and made her lick and suck my sopping wet pussy, with particular emphasis on my clit. I broke it off, when I heard Dan coming up the stairs. The bound Kinzie was bundled up in the remaining raincoat and taken down to the driveway. I went into the bathroom, peed, washed my upper legs and pussy, and dried off all my wet areas down there, and then brushed my teeth.

Back out in the bedroom, I got dressed in my old tennis shoes, frilly lacey thong, and sexy cut-off blue jeans. There was no bra in the bag of clothes. I would have to as Dan what the deal was, but could think of only 2 explanations. I eschewed the idea of using one of Yvette's bras, because they were much too big for me, and I looked pretty damn hot braless in my lightweight short sleeved red sweater, which I had already put on. I grabbed my purse, with my driver's license and other stuff in it, (this should have been a clue), and headed downstairs for the driveway and our car. As soon as I got into the garage and looked at our car, I saw only Dan and one girl, with an unbuttoned raincoat, gettinging felt up and kissed by Dan. As I drew alongside our car, I saw that Dan already had his pants and shorts pulled down, and Dan held his hand on the bound Kinzie's head while she went down on Dam, and simultaneously Dan continued to fondle, squeeze and roughly rub her tits, and pinch and pull and roll her nipples. He alternated between sucking her nipples and kissing her soundly. It was clear that I would be driving.

I buckled myself into the front driver's seat and started the car. From the back seat Dan told me to drive around for about 30 minutes. It was implied that Dan would be having his fun with the bound girls. I adjusted my interior rear view mirror to get the best view of what was going on in the back seat. After about 15-20 minutes of aimlessly riding around the roads of Chicago's north suburbs, both girls had gone down on Dan and had sucked him off. Dan told me to head for the girl's home on the lakefront. While I drove to their 3 story mansion, Dan alternately sucked their nipples and rubbed their clits. The screams and shrieks the pierced the interior of the car clearly told me when each girl had mammoth orgasms. 5 minutes later, I pulled under the mansion's front portico. I helped Shannon out of the back seat, while Dan zipped up and got Kinzie out and headed for the front door. Dan used one of the girl's keys to open the front door. What greeted us was a band of cheerleaders, in uniform, practicing their routines.

Shannon and Kinzie immediately threw off their raincoats and hung them up in a closet to the left of the front door. In their hands was a single length of rope, which they held onto. Dan had untied them at some point before they were put in the back seat of our car. Each of them had saved the single piece of rope that supposedly bound them. They were never really bound, but the going down on Dan and their clitoral orgasms were real. I had been royally hoodwinked, deceived, and double crossed. Shannon and Kinsie took me to one of a dozen or so columns that surrounded the perimeter of the room, and used their 2 lengths of rope to tie me to one of the columns by tying my wrists behind the post and tying my ankles together and to the post. Meanwhile, the cheerleaders crowded around me shouting, "Can we have her?," and Can we play with her?" It was chaos, and I thought for a moment that they might rip my clothes off. Shannon and Kinzie finally got all the cheerleaders in a group, across the room, and everyone was whispernng to each other.

Dan carried in the duffle bag, the suitcase, and a cooler in 2 trips. Then, he came over to me and pinched and pulled my nipples, through my tight sweater, until he was sure that everyone would notice them trying to find a way to poke out and be seen. He assured me that he had called everyone at my business, and they would not be worried, when I didn't show up tomorrow. He kissed me so long that I couldn't breathe, and turned around and left. I was tied to one of a number of sturdy posts that ringed the front room. It wasn't obvious when I entered, but the room was at least a 30' roughly circular rotunda, with a rounded recessed ceiling, and 2 big recessed coat closets, and doorways to other rooms and hallways. Hanging on the wall all around the room were various oil and water color paintings. The floor was marble, with scattered oriental rugs, and the cheerleaders had quite a number of small to medium gym pads.

Kinzie stayed with the group of cheerleaders, while Shannon came over to me. She pulled up my sweater to expose my breasts and their taut peaked nipples, thanks to Dan. The closely woven weave of my tight red sweater keptmy entire rack exposed.

Shannon unfastened my cut offs, and pulled them and my frilly black thong down to my knees. She worked a couple fingers in my mostly closed pussy, to open me up and make sure that I was good and wet. After the cheerleaders broke up their meeting, they stopped to fix their faces and lipstick. One at a time they walked over to me, tied to the column and half naked. They wore white short sleeved jersey tops, with red trim. Their skirts were red and white alternating paneled typical cheerleader skirts 2"-3" above the knee. Both their socks and tennis shoes were matching red. All wore too much makeup, but what are you going to do? One does it, and they all do it. They all filed by me. Each told me her name, but from the six, I didn't remember a single one, except that one girl had a canny resemblance to Shannon and Kinzie. With fresh lipstick applied, all 6 girls did one or both of the following. My cheeks were held and I got a big wet kiss on the mouth. Others preferred to kiss and suck my exposed nipples, leaving a fresh lipstick ring on my titties. I think that all but 2 chose to do both. The one thing all 6 girls DID do was to stick a finger way up my cunt, swirl it around, and withdraw it, and suck it off to see what I tasted like.

After mostly putting me back together, Shannon came and untied my ankles and wrists, and gave me the choice of going with her or going tied up. Fuck, It was 8-1 and where was I going to go? So, I followed her. We walked about 25' down a main hallway leading from the front entrance room. We stopped at an elevator, YES an elevator, and rode it up to the 2nd floor. We walked down the rest of the 2nd floor hall towards 2 doors at its end. We entered the door on the right, Shannon's massive bedroom. Besides the ornate king sized bed and other furnishings, I noticed an open double door, which led to Kinzie's bedroom. I stood by the king sized bed and stripped, as ordered, completely, including my tennis shoes. As Shannon dressed and prepared me, she told me about the girls down stairs and why I had been "hijacked or kidnapped,"

It seemed that all the girls were cheerleaders at Lake Forest High School, and all were 18, and since their school had already started, They had been tested, as all student athletes, were required to do, and all were clean. The cute girl that I thought resembled Shannon and Kinzie, was indeed their sister and Rob's 3rd sister, Sarah. As I recalled, she was also blonde, about 5'9" in height, very close to being physically mature, measuring pretty close to my 36C tits, a 24"-25" waist, and probably 36" hips. What was disturbing, although it was none of my business, these girls had their own private sex club. They had a dozen or more of the school's hottest hunks wrapped around their collective little fingers. It was not uncommon for them to have a bunch of these guys over 3-4 times a week, often having sex with multiple partners the same night. It was a miracle that the guys all wore condoms, although all the girls were on birth control.

The problem was that these girls had no real experience with oral sex or bondage, and I was to demonstrate, critique, and help them, since I was one of the best they knew of. I guessed this was based on Shannon's and Kinzie's brief experience with me and maybe their brother Rob's input. The cheer leaders would eventually go to bed, and the 3 of us would play and have fun all day tomorrow. Wile I was standing Shannon fastened a garter belt around my waist, with a number of suspenders dangling down my legs. I sat on the edge of the bed while Shannon worked a pair of dense 1/2" mesh black fish net stockings up my legs and thighs. I was standing again and my feet were slipped into a pair of 3" fuck me high heels, which fit perfectly. While I was standing up, Shannon straightened my seams and pulled up my fish net stockings, pulled them all the way up, and fastened them to my suspenders. Next, I held my arms aloft while Shannon threw a black satin shortie baby doll nightgown over my head. It came down to just above my pubis mons, and was designed to reveal my panties, if I were wearing any. The nightgown had spaghetti straps tied with a bow atop my shoulders to hold it up. There was a 1" ribbon, like a belt, that went around the nightgown just under my breasts. Shannon pulled on the belt/ribbon, until it was tight and accentuated where the bottom of my breasts were, and then tied it in a bow.

Next, she tied my wrists crossed behind my back and ballgagged me, so that I couldn't resist or object to what she did next. The 2 spaghetti strap bows, that held up the top of my nightgown, were untied, and the front and back of the nightgown, above the taught ribbon, fell down completely exposing my tits. To finish my preparations, Shannon snapped rubber bands around the bass of each of my boobs. Now the rubber bands weren't as tight as a piece of rope being wound around the base of my tits and tied, they provided the perfect tension to make those suckers swell up into perfect globes. Instead of going out Shannon's door, we detoured through Kinzie's room, where Shannon picked up a spreader bar. We took the elevator down to the 1st floor and walked to the rotunda. The cheerleaders had stripped down to either red thongs or red g-string panties, studying a sheet of paper and sitting on their own little gym pad.. I was taken to the same column, where I was tied earlier. My wrists were untied for a moment, so that they could be re-tied palm-to-palm behind the post. In addition, Shannon tied my arms, below my elbows and my arms just below my armpits. Meanwhile, Kinzie spread my legs and buckled the 3' spreader bar to my ankles. I was ready for all 6 cheerleaders to eat my pussy.

It was at sometime decided and agreed that if the cheerleaders were going to play with me and the 2 oldest sisters, they would do so, like we did, with their arms tied behind their backs. Kinzie had the girls line up in some predetermined order and tied their wrists in six different trial ways. The 1st girl timidly licked and sucked my globular nipples, knelt in front of me on a gym pad and started licking. All 6 cheerleaders had their turn with me. The only consistent thing all 6 did, was lick and suck my swollen reddening nipples. One after another, they gave me what they perceived as their best efforts. I did manage a couple of minor orgasms, when 2 of them concentrated almost completely on my clit. Shannon and Kinzie knelt nearby watching and evaluating their charges performances. All in all the girls were there to learn. Not a one of the cheerleaders kissed or licked my legs or perineum, no one made any attempt to tongue fuck my pussy. Now, it was my turn to show them how it was done.

I was untied and freed from the pole, and my ballgag, spreader bar, and baby doll nightgown were removed. I was moved onto a small gym pad kneeling in front of my column, wearing just my garter belt, suspenders and those black fishnet stockings, with my arms and wrists tied exactly as they had been before, and tied to the post, with my arms stretched out behind me nearly parallel to the floor. All the girls had their panties stripped off, and those who had not been tied in either the reverse hammer lock or reverse prayer positions, had their arms re-tied one of those ways. It was my goal to take my time, give each girl the works or double works, and make them scream and beg and moan and plead to come. Hell, these were 18 year old girls, who had regularly and frequently been having sex with boys their own age. They wanted, so I was told, to experience a real tongue fucking, and they better be ready for what my tongue could do. The 3rd sister, Sarah, was the 1st to stand in front of me. The reverse hammerlock tie made her ample breasts stick out proudly, and her thick rich blonde hair flowed down her front and curled around her breasts.

Without a moment's hesitation, her wet pussy stared me in the face. I relaxed on my haunches and began licking and kissing her right inner thigh, from just above her knee, and slowly worked my way up towards her pussy. Her legs quivered and shook a little, but by the time I reached the apex of her left leg, she stood solid as a rock and enjoyed my tongue bath. I licked her perineum several times, from the base of her ass crack too the bottom of Sarah's pussy. This sent a shiver throughout her body and elicited the1st moans and little whimpers from Sarah. I raised up off my haunches to my full kneeling height. I ran my tongue 5 or 6 times slowly through her pussy slit to begin opening up her pussy's petals. Sarah's gasping and whimpering and keening rose a little noticeably in volume. I ran my tongue 1st round and round her outer labia lips, always going over the hood that covered her clit. Next I did the same to her inner pussy lips, and each time around stopping for a moment to coax her little clit out from under its protective hood. My tongue's circular swirls gradually grew smaller and smaller, until I was poised at the widening opening of Sarah's love tunnel.

I don't know who was more surprised, Sarah or me, when I plunged my tongue deep into her cunt. With only a few tongue plunges, Sarah screamed, stiffened and shook, experiencing her first real tongue fucking orgasm. While Sarah and her orgasm were off in La La Land, I kept ruthlessly tonguefucking her, until Shannon had to support her, because her knees were buckling. I gave her only a few minutes to recover and then attacked her reddening and swelling clit, which had emerged to check out all the fuss. I teased and circled her clit, but when I sucked her precious organ, Sarah nearly went berserk, let out a scream that might shatter someone's eardrums, and came really hard. She must have stared off into space for moe than 5 minutes, riding out her orgasm. When she could speak, she asked for more. I hoped all the other girls would be as responsive as Sarah. All I had left was to suck and nibble and pull on her clit, but that did the trick. Sarah came and came, and her knees buckled, and she started to go down, But Shannon was there to catch her. I plowed through the next 4 pussies, with no problems. I did all the girls legs the same, and then varied things just a bit to meet the immediate situation. There were the usual sighs, moans, gasps, mews, etc., and the screams of various decibel levels everytime one of them came. Shannon was there to catch or steady them when their knees buckled.

When I had finished with one of them, Kinzie took the girl over to her own mat, shoved a fairly big and long vibrator up her twat and secured it with a tight crotchrope. She placed the girl lying on her mat on her back, and tied her knees and ankles together. I would have loved to know how fast those vibrators were buzzing in those girl's pussies. My 6th victim stood in front of me. She introduced herself again as Rebecca and knelt down and gave my swollen reddening breasts a good licking and gave my nipples a good sucking. Then she stood and almost defiantly shoved her wet cunt in my face. There was no doubt that she was the cutest and most attractive of the 6 cheerleaders. Also, she had done the best job of eating my pussy. I liked her immediately. She was a bit short waisted, but her legs were so perfect and seem to go on forever. I actually kissed and licked my way up to her pussy, from above her knees to her pussy TWICE, because she was such a delight and so responsive to every touch. I did all the necessary licking round and round her inner and outer pussy lips, and even sucked and nibbled on them, before I dove in and tongue fucked her to an easy screaming shaky orgasm. When she came out of it, Rebecca almost commanded, "MAKE ME SQUIRT!" Where the Hell had she learned about g-spots and squirting?

I paused to take the time to tell Rebecca that to my knowledge not all women develop g-spots. I also mentioned that her's may not develop, until she is older. I told her that I would try feeling around for a raised or rough area on the skin somewhere behind her clitoris. I speared her love tunnel again, with my tongue, and swept my tongue back and forth and all around the likely area and found nothing resembling a g-spot. However, I did succeed in giving her another screaming dizzying pussy orgasm. Since everyone was waiting for us, I didn't waste a second, and moved on to her clit, which was the color of her tiny red tuft of pubic hair. It was obvious that she sunbathed in the nude and wore the tiniest panties and bikini bottoms, and shaved accordingly. I twirled my tongue round and round her hot red growing sex organ, and then sucked the Hell out of it. Rebecca screamed, groaned, spasmed and came. Her knees shook and they didn't buckle, and once the dazed look in her eyes cleared, she asked for more. Shannon was right there. Rebecca's pussy was on fire, and I nibbled and pulled and sucked harder on Rebecca's clit, until she totally lost it and toppled sideways into Shannon's arms. It was 5-10 minutes before Rebecca mentally rejoined us, although I was certain that she never actually passed out.

All 6 cheerleaders were lying on their gym mats, with their arms strictly tied behind their backs, A buzzing vibrator and crotchrope kept their mind occupied, and the fact that their knees and ankles were tied together, kept them virtually immobile, and either foolishly fighting off the inevitable orgasm, or going with it to path to orgasm. I was untied from the column, but my arms and wrists were tied in the proverbial reverse double hammer lock, except that I could use my legs and walk around. The rubber bands were removed from the base of my tits, which had only just started to turn a little red. My garter belt, suspenders, shoes and fishnet hose were taken off. Shannon and Kinzie decided to let the cheerleaders eat us out once more. They told me to sit on their sister Sarah's face, and I got to choose one more. I chose Rebecca. I squatted over Sarah's face and she and her tongue started on me. Although she could not get at my legs or perineum from our current orientation, she had learned well. She had licked around my inner and outer labia lips twice, catching my now fully exposed clit on every pass. There was no hurry, and Sarah unfolded and peeled open my pussy petals with ease. Before plunging her tongue in my cunt, Sarah spent more time to nibble and suck my pussy lips.

She plunged her tongued deep in my twat, She had heard Rebecca's and my discussion about g-spots, and unsuccessfully tried to find my g-spot, with no success. Sarah gave up and easily tongue fucked me to orgasm. If there was anything that Sarah picked up, while I was doing her, it was how to tease my clit and get me to beg and come. Sarah seemed to remember everything that I demonstrated earlier on her, except that I could have used a little pause now and then to experience what she did to me, fully enjoy the orgasmic wave shooting through my body,, from head to toe. The sensations were all jumbled together and my mind was getting foggy and delirious. Without stopping, Sarah twirled her tongue endlessly round and round the base of my love bud, licked and sucked my ultra sensitive growing clitoris, Of course I was coming non-stop, with no chance to re-compose myself, or come down for a couple minutes. It was a miracle that I didn't topple off her and wind up in Shannon's arms. I stood up and moved over to Rebecca's inviting body.

As I started to squat down on Rebecca's mouth, she asked me to scoot forward a few inches. I didn't have any iidea what she had in mind, but I went along. The result was that I received the loveliest tongue work on my sensitive perineum. Rebecca kissed and licked me everywhere that her tongue could reach TWICE! She asked me to shift backwards to a more normal pussy eating position, and I was reallyhot and ready for a mind blowing tongue fucking. Instead Rebecca used her tantalizing tongue to lick round and round my outer, and then inner labia lips. She, also, sucked and bit on my bright red pussy lips, before plunging her tongue deep into my very hot an open hot box. It only took her a few strokes of her talented slowly plunging tongue to make me groan, shiver and go rigid, and have that mind blowing orgasm that I had been looking for. As I savored my orgasm, and simultaneously started coming down, Rebecca was using her tongue to sweep the roof of my cunt. I think I registered her tongue zeroing in on a small raised and slightly rough area on my vagina's inner wall, just opposite my clit.

When she realized what she had discovered, she used her tongue and rubbed that patch of skin somewhere inside my twat and awfully close to opposite my clit. Rebecca had done it. She found my g-spot and made me squirt. Neither of us was prepared for it. My pussy juices shot out of my vagina like a strong stream of piss, and very little wound up in Rebecca's mouth. Most of it caught her square in the face and splashed all over her face and dribbled all over her neck and boobs. I might squirt once a month or so, always initiated by the person who was messing with my cunt, and it was ALWAYS more successful when he/she used their fingers. My problem with making me squirt was that there was no buildup. I never got those tingly feelings in my cunt. A squirt left me with the feeling that I had ejaculated ALL of my available pussy juices, and I was left with a hollow empty feeling in my pussy. I told Rebecca that she didn't have to do anymore, and stood up. I left her there for someone else to clean her up. After Shannon and Kinzie untied enough of the girls to set the rest free, if they wanted, and reminded the cheerleaders that they had school in the morning.

Shannon and Kinzie practically dragged my bound body down the hall, up the elevator, and into the room at the end of the hall on the right. I found myself on my knees simultaneously eating Shannon's and Kinzie's pussies, which was exactly what I was doing, when my husband Dan "rescued" me, before it all got turned around, and I was double crossed and found myself in the position that I was now in. They twisted my head left and right, like watching a tennis match from center court, as I licked their pussies. Shannon had told me to skip the preliminaries and get on with their pussies. I thoroughly licked and sucked and kissed each of their inner and outer labia lips, plus nibbling the entire length of their open oozing red petals to the point where I left teeth marks! My attempts at tongue fucking their cunts yielded one good orgasm apiece, because they wanted me to concentrate on their clits. I gave each of them all' they could take. The younger Kinzie gave up after 2 spectacular mind blowing eyes glazed over orgasms. Shannon was able to take 3 of my clit licking, clit sucking, and clit biting orgasms, that turned her knees to jelly and left her a babbling incoherent rambling spaced out zombie from never never land.

As soon as I finished with them, and they could walk and talk normally, they were all excited about a new strapon that they wanted to try on me. However, we had to move to Kinzie's adjoining bedroom. While both girls had 4 poster king sized beds, only Kinzie's had the top cross pieces, that were morticed into the tops of the 4 upright corner posts that could have supported a canopy. My arms were untied and I was bent over at the waist and re-tied in the strappado position. I was ballgagged and clover clamps were slid onto my already stiff nipple peaks. Almost as an afterthought, my ankles were tied spread wide apart to the legs at the foot of the bed. The strapon looked to be a shiny black 9" X 3" dildo that was covered with bumps and ridges. They took turns, with their fingers, from 2 to 3 and then 4 fingers to get up and open enough to accept the wicked phallus.

Kinzie grabbed my hips and slowly nudged/pushed the giant phallus into my cunt. Deeper and deeper she sank that monster almost as far in me as it would go. GOD, it was tight and really felt good. That sucker dildo was longer and thicker than my Dan's 8-1/2" cock, but I knew that after a couple minutes my vagina would adjust and expand to accommodate the whole thing. Once my pussy juices flooded my cunt, Kinzie fucked me slowly and steadily and kinda played with my pussy. With my ballgag firmly buckled behind my teeth, I could do little more than moan and make other sounds of encouragement. I felt my orgasm building and getting close about the sane time that Kinzie did. She kept the same pumping pace, while I stiffened, screamed (into my ballgag), shook violently and exploded, seeing stars and other weird shapes, while my body was engulfed by my mammoth orgasm. I still supported myself, while the 2 girls switched the one monster strapon. Shannon resumed my slow and steady ravaging of my twat. By now, I was loose, juicy, hot and hormy, and probably would have come if one of them had simply blown on my hot box.

After about another 10 minutes of relentless non-stop fucking, Shannon leaned over my back and rubbed my clit, until my world shattered and I lost all sense of where I was. The orgasmic spasms just kept coming, and seemed as though they would never stop. My ankles were untied and when the strappado rope, holding me to the top rail of the bed, was untied, I collapsed flat on my face on the bed, barely able to move a muscle, let alone muster a coherent thought. I was barely aware that I was being released, flipped over, and my wrists were crossed buckled into padded leather cuffs. They turned me back over on my back, scooted me up to the top of the bed, and covered me with a sheet. After a few minutes, the girls climbed into bed with me and re-covered all of us with a sheet and light blanket. I was rudely awakened by the blaring of teenage rap music from the clock radio at 6:00 AM, which meant that I had only gotten a little over 2 hours sleep.

My padded leather cuffs were removed, and I was allowed to use the bathroom to pee and brush my teeth. You wouldn't believe the bathroom of the really rich. It seemed to extend into both of the sisters adjoining bedrooms, with double sink vanities, 2 toilets and 2 warm water bidéts on each side. The bathroom was split by a huge hexagonal glass lined shower, with 6 shower nozzles. My wrists were again tied behind my back and all 3 of us climbed into the shower. My Scrunchie-less hair was washed and conditioned and rinsed. Using a light floral gel and luffa sponges and washcloths, they soaped up my entire body, and their own, and thoroughly every square inch of our three bodies. First Shannon, and then Kinzie backed me against the tiled shower wall and made out with me and finger fucked me, until I came. The shower nozzles were turned off, and all 3 of us stepped out onto bathmats.

Each of the girls first dried themselves off, including drying and simple styling of their hair, wile I waited. They used 2 heated towels and a blow dryer to dry me off. Besides my hair, the blow dryer was used to dry my pussy. Shannon used a brush and comb to style my hair. Mostly my hair was allowed to fall naturally down my back, where it lay in natural waves and curled around my breasts. With the use of a barrette and a few bobby pins, I had a cute wave across my forehead, and the hair, on the sides, was fastened over my ear. OH SHIT, one of the toilet seat lids was pulled down, and they made me lay across it. I was going to get an enema, and I wasn't sure that having an enema 3 days in a row was healthy, but it sure cleaned me out regularly. Kinzie prepared the Fleet's solution, shoved the nozzle up my asshole, and administered the emptying of the plastic bag, of the sudsy solution flow into my bowels, while Shannon put out the things that I would have on and in me on one of the sink tops.

I was taken back out to the bedroom and laid out on my back on the bed, with a now damp rope still binding my wrists behind my back. Each of the girls sat on my face and made me eat them out, while the other played with and teased my pussy and clit. It took roughly the recommended 30 minute time for me to get both of them off. Shannon left, stating that she would get breakfast going, and left Kinzie to prepare me for breakfast. I've described what goes on back in the bathroom. Needless to say, it all came out again, and the warm water bidet and disinfectant soap got me all cleaned up and ready. I was ballgagged and toothed nipple clamps adorned my tits. A fresh dry piece of rope was used to tie my twisted arms and wrists in a reverse hammer lock. I got a short 3"-4" butt plug worked up my ass.Finally, a little smaller vibrator, than the night before, was shoved up my twat, buzzing on low, and secured in place by a really tight crotch rope. Kinzie took me downstairs to the kitchen, and made me kneel on the kitchen floor, until Kinzie and Shannon had breakfast ready. I had no idea how I was supposed to eat anything?

When the timer on the oven dinged, breakfast was ready. It was a tight squeeze, but they helped me up and sat me down in the middle chair, of 3, along one side of the kitchen table. My ballgag was removed, but my ankles were tied together. It was all about dominance, control and capitulation. In addition to OJ and coffee, we had a scrumptious freshly made and baked quiche, which was loaded with all kinds of accompanying goodies. Kinzie and Shannon, of course, had to feed me. At times I felt like a burden, but that vibrator, buzzing on low in my pussy, told me that there was much more in store for me. However, I did have 2 slices of the quiche and 3 cups of black coffee. When breakfast was over, my ankles were untied and I was taken into the living room, where my crotchrope and vibrator were taken off. They had me step into the elastic bands of a butterfly vibrator. My arms and wrists were untied, and I was laid out on a long narrow coffee table. My wrists and ankles were tied down to the bases of each coffee table leg. My ass hovered just over one end of the table, and my head hung down over the edge at the other end of the coffee table.

A 7" penis gag was stuffed all the way into my mouth and partially down my throat, and the curved panel against my lips was buckled in place behind my neck. My nipple clamps were practically ripped off, and from a jar, Shannon rubbed a white cream into my taut sore nipples, and rubbed some onto my clit. New more bulky clamps were attached to the base of my nipples, and immediately started buzzing away. The huge 9" X 3" vibrator, from earlier, was shoved a good way up my twat, and was left there buzzing away on high. Finally, I got a real surprise, when that innocent little dormant butt plug, that was shoved up my asshole, sprang to life and buzzed at double speed in my colon. The butterfly vibrator was attached on my clit, and as it buzzed my most sensitive sexual organ, I immediately had to suck in a breath and began to moan. I guessed that Kinzie and Shannon were cleaning up the kitchen, and maybe making preparations for lunch, while they kept me occupied for 30-60 minutes. The white mint smelling cream made my nipples and clit tingle twice as much as the vibrators would have done.

It was too much. I was being stimulated from everywhere, and succumbed to modern sexual technology, and started coming within 10 minutes. I screamed into my penis gag, and came, and screamed some more, and came some more, and it never stopped. I may have passed out somewhere while everything was assaulting my sexual buttons. I had no rest or opportunity to come down. I had no idea how many times I came, and had learned several weeks earlier that I could come, even if I had passed out from over stimulation. I was alert when the vibrations started winding down. Kinzie walked into the living room and knelt at the ass end of the coffee table. She plucked the massive dildo from my twat and began licking my dripping pussy. Meanwhile, Shannon, at the other end of the coffee table, gently removed my vibrating nipple clamps, and suckled my nipples. Then she gave my titties a good working over, ending with a prolonged sucking of my nipples. Then Shannon removed my penis gag, grabbed my hair, and pulled my upside down face right into her pussy. I ate out her cunt several times, until she had enough. Kinzie stopped after making me come twice. and untied my ankles from the coffee table legs. However, Shannon wanted more. It wasn't until I gave her another strictly clit oriented orgasm, and she recovered, and released my bound wrists and arms from the table legs.

There were plenty of pieces of rope scattered on the floor, and Shannon tied Kinzie's arms and wrists palm-to-palm behind her back, and was made to kneel in the middle of the living room floor. I was so emotionally and physically drained from that sexual assault so early in the morning that I couldn't bring myself to get off the coffee table, even though I had no restraints keeping me there. When Shannon had laid out everything she would need, she practically dragged me off the table and out into the middle of the living room carpet. Soon, I found that I was kneeling face to face with Kinzie. My wrists were tied palm-to-palm, and Kinzie's and my knees were touching. A wide black belt passed between Kinzie's and my backs and arms, and was cinched tight, drawing us together and mashing our tits against each other's. Shannon had one of the 18" flexible vibrating penis-like double dongs. She bent it into a "U" shape and threaded half of the monstrous phallus into each of our twats and turned it on high.

Another 3" wide black belt cinched Kinzie and me even closer together. That was followed by a narrower longer belt that was cinched around all 4 of our thighs, meaning that neither of us could move a muscle from our necks down to our knees. Kinzie gave Shannon a dirty look, when a 7" double penis gag was forced into our mouths and a little into our throats. Kinzie got the leather face panel buckled behind her head, and an old nylon stocking was wrapped around our heads and knotted to bury the 7" gag in my mouth and keep our heads from moving and our lips not quite able to touch. There wasn't much Kinzie or I could do. The belts, that held us together, were so tight that we couldn't get any iin and out fucking action from the monster. I had a view of the dining room out of the corner of my eye, and saw Shannon move the cooler that my hubby Dan had brought along for the girls to use, perhaps only on me, because it was last seen in the upstairs bathroom, when I got my enema earlier that morning. So, during the 30-40 minutes that Kinzie and I were strapped together, I had 3 orgasms and sucked the HELL out of that 7" penis gag, whenever I came.

As soon as Kenzie and I were free of all the belts and other restraints, I was taken into the dining room and sprawled belly down across the short width of the table. A doubled towel, that rested over the edge of the table saved my pussy from the rough ornate moldings around the edge of the antique 8 seat table. My ankles were tied spread, further apart than GOD had intended, to the legs of the giant table. In fact, when they were finished, my feet were off the floor. My wrists were tied to long ropes that stretched across to the far corners of the table, and were tied somewhere under the corners of the table. Both girls donned ugly menacing most likely 12" strap on dildos. Kinzie wore a pink realistic veined cock-like dildo, with veins and a head, while Shannon's strapon was just a plain black phallus covered in bumps. That huge 9" X 3" vibrator was shoved in my cunt and turned on low. I had learned to enjoy getting my ass fucked over the past weeks, and when a toy was included, or my clit was rubbed, I came like a wanton slut.

Kinzie lubed up her strapon and generously lubed my asshole, with KY lube. She slowly and steadily pierced my rosebud puckered asshole, my not as quite tight and resistant sphincter, and burst into my bowels. Kinzie fucked my butt slow and steady seemingly forever. She had no way to judge how long to fuck me, because she, of course, couldn't come, and had no way to judge just how long to fuck my butt hole, unless she rubbed my clit, until I came, rubbed her pussy, until she came, or I came on my own. It was the latter that did me in, before Kinzie had to use any other measures. I felt every plunge of Kinzie's strapon, because my pussy was packed with the huge buzzing vibrator. The friction of Kinzie's dildo, and the incessant buzzing of the huge vibrator, built up suddenly, and hit me like a shit load of bricks. I shattered into thousands of pieces. I shook and screamed and came hard. It took many minutes to reassemble my shattered psyche to settle down, and prepare for the next assault. Shannon's big black knobby dildo followed the trail that Kinzie had blasted thru my natural barriers and emerged into the relative emptiness of my colon. However, she pumped on at a steady pace, and the knobs on her strapon bumped along my upper vaginal wall.

AThis time I felt the orgasm building in my lower belly. My sphincter, anus and vagina were tingling and humming. Soon, Shannon's persistence took me over the edge into a mind blowing orgasm. I had only seconds to catch my breath, but not nearly enough time to come down, when Shannon somehow got her hand between us. She wiggled a finger onto my tender swollen clit, and rubbed the fiery peak, until I lost all my senses and control of my mind in a magnificent double pussy/asshole orgasm. I lay recovering still tied down to the table, while Shannon attacked Kinzie. Her wrists were tied, palm-to-palm, behind her back, and Shannon, being sufficiently taller and stronger, wrestled Kinzie back into the living room, where she was forced to kneel and get her ankles tied together. While I was still tied down on the table, my wrists were freed and re-bound behind my back, palm-to-palm, before my legs were released, and Shannon dragged me back to the living room, where Shannon made me kneel in front of the bound Kinzie. Each of us got wide rubber bands snapped around thee bases of our breasts, instantly making our tits puff up into swollen globular orbs. The belts re-emerged and Kinzie and I were cinched together under our armpits, at our waists, and around all 4 of our thighs. At some point the 18" flexible 18" penis like veined Double Domg was bent into a "u" shape and shoved up halfway into Kinzie's and my cunts, already buzzing away on high. I was certain that this was what Kinzie wanted the first time we were tied this way.

A simple thin shortened men's belt around our necks drew our heads to within inches of each other, but it was not tight enough to choke us. Shannon wrapped an Ace Bandage around our heads, drawing us into an inescapeable kiss, and was fastened with the provided brass clips. Kinzie made the first aggressive move by capturing my mouth and nearly sucking my tongue down her throat. Eventually, I was able to suck on Kinzie's tongue, and explore and taste her mouth. We settled into a kinda stalemate of long slow passionate open mouthed kisses, until the 18" Double Dong started having its desired effects as an orgasm built in one of our pussies. Then we kissed without abandon and rode the magnificent orgasms, until they subsided. I know that I had 2 orgasms, but was unsure if Kinzie had more than that. All of a sudden Shannon came bustling into the living room mumbling that the lunch guests were on their way. She unfastened all the belts that bound Kinzie and me together, and turned off the 18" Double Dong, which left our arms and wrists tied palm-to-palm, out tits still rubberbanded at their bases, and our ankles tied together.

Shannon untied my ankles and marched me out into the fromt entrance rotunda, which was circled by numerous columns or posts. Besides my billowing bulbous boobs, which were only a little red, I got a big long buzzing vibrator shoved up my twat and tied tightly with a double crotch rope. Shannon made me kneel on a pad, with my legs pointed backward. My arms and wrists were untied and then retied palm-to-palm behind the post, and my ankles were hobbled tied behind the post too. I was able to kneel on my haunches or kneel upright, and I was fully prepared to use that as an advantage, if I had guessed the reason that I was tied this way. That was the first place that I was tied when my hubby Dan, dropped me off in the midst of, and under the control of 6 excited cheerleaders. Shannon brought out Kinzie next, wearing a vibrator and crotchrope. She was backed up standing against the post next to mine. Her arms and wrists were tied behind her column, but her ankles, calves, thighs, waist, and a rope just below her voluminous rubber banded tits, held Kinzie securely to the column. Finally, Shannon brought out a hastilely printed sign, and used masking tape to mount it on my post above my head. It read, "Hi, my name is Jennifer, and I REALLY want to eat your pussy!" It was crude, but concisely conveyed the message. I was confounded and had no idea who was expected, and Kinzie wasn't talking. I waited, and I waited some more. Finally the front door opened.

In walked 3, what I supposed were 3 of Shannon's Sorority sisters wearing shorts or short shorts, and either halter tops or tank tops, definitely with no bras. It was hard to get a read on them from my kneeling position. I was ignored at first, and one by one they flocked over to Kinzie, where they squeezed and played with her breasts, and sucked on her nipples, and gave her a big long wet sloppy kiss. Next, all 3 girls stripped and neatly folded and stack what they were wearing. It was fortunate that I could raise up and down on my haunches, I started just above the knee, with all 3 newcomers, and kissed and licked my way up their inner thighs, up to their perineum's and pussies. Everything went well, with my tongue giving the first 2 girls both vaginal and clitoral orgasms. On the 3rd girl, I never sensed it coming. I was rooting around in her cunt, with my tongue, just to get a good taste of her femininity, and with no warning and no discovery of any g-spot like surface, she let loose with a never-ending stream of pussy juices in the squirt of the Century. I missed it all, and her stream of pussy juices bounced off my face and teeth, and dribbled down my face and neck and chest. She hadn't come yet and could barely stand, with her knees still shaking from the expulsion of so much liquid pussy juices, but she begged me to finish her off. I took the safe and easy journey, and licked and sucked her little nubbin of a clit. While she was coming down, from the 1st real orgasm that I gave her, she asked politely for more, and I nibbled and bit and sucked and pulled on her ever growing clit. She had one HELL of an orgasm, and if her friends hadn't been standing right by her, she would have crumbled to the floor.

The 3 girls completely freed me from the post, removed the rubber bands from the base of my tits, my crotchrope and vibrator, and got me up on my feet. Two of the girls firmly grabbed my arms, while the 3rd girl carried all their clothes. They paraded me through the house, up the elevator, and into one of Shannon's and Kinzie's adjoining bedrooms and straight into the adjoining bathrooms. It was determined that I didn't need a shower to remove the pussy juices all over my face and tits and parts in-between. The squirter soaped up a washcloth and rubbed the offending areas. Everyone piled into the 6 nozzle shower, but only one shower nozzle was turned on briefly to rinse off my face and body. While my hands were held behind my back, the girls took this unusually odd setting to introduce them selves to me, and assured me that before they went home, they would have explored every inch of my body. Squirter or Brittany was about a 5'9" stunning brunette, with a set of certainly D cup breasts on a svelte sensuous body, who was Kappa Delta's incoming Vice President. Next cane Rachael a maybe 5'8" beauty, with C-Cup breasts, toned and tanned great body and was KD's incoming Secretary/Treasurer. All were seniors except for the 5'6" B-Cup fiery sexy redheaded incoming Rush Chairman, Lisa, who was so bubbly and talkative, that you wanted to shove a sock in her pie hole. Someone always held my arms behind my back and I was pushed tightly into the naked bodies of one of the girls.

Each girl engulfed me in her arms and gave me one or more passionate kisses, while I was crushed tightly against her tits and pussy. Before I was released by one girl.. she worked a finger deep into my twat, pulled it out, and sucked it clean, tasting my sweet pussy juices. Everyone exited the 6 station shower. Seemingly passing the taste test. My arms were released and I dried my body off. Next my arms and wrists were twisted behind my back between my shoulder blades and tied in a reverse hammer lock. The girls marched me out of the bedroom, down in the elevator, and into the dining room, where I was plunked down in one of the center chairs at the dining room table, which was set by Shannon and Kinzie for 6 people. It turned out that I was seated between Rachael and Lisa, who wound up having to feed me the hot pasta salad and the cold tossed salad, each loaded with the appropriate accompanying goodies, along with a tasty oatmeal raisin and nut hot buttered nuffin. During lunch, I revealed some of my experiences with bondage sex games, and, though it was still a secret, Shannon told everyone that I was to be the luncheon's dessert. When lunch was over, everyone helped clean the dishes and serving pieces off the dining table and wash it clean. While 4 girls prepared the table, Rachael and Lisa unbound my arms and wrists, and buckled padded leather wrist and ankle cuffs on my limbs.

I was helped up on the dining room table, laid out lengthwise and on my back. Long ropes were tied to each of my cuffs, and my arms were tied spread-eagle, somewhere under the table, and a small pillow was placed under my head. The ropes to my ankle cuffs were individually tended when they were raised, pulled and spread, before being tied off somewhere below where my wrists were tied. My feet were about even with my head, but spread wide open. My ass and my pussy were oriented level and open to anything they wanted to do with me. They inserted a speculum into my vaginal opening and opened me up to a good 2"-3", which was enough to put most anything they wanted into my cunt. I heard the whirring of a blender coming from the kitchen. Soon Shannon brought out the blender pitcher, with a pink liquid in it, an ice bucket, with an open bottle chilling in it, and a box of large diameter straws. Shannon poured some of the pink liquid in my love hole, and filled me up with cold Asti Spumoni (I saw the label as she poured). First, Shannon stuck a straw through the speculum's opening down into my twat. She stirred and blew into her straw, and the mixture bubbled and fizzed, until the speculum overflowed just a bit. Everyone took a straw, stuck it iin the mixture and had a taste. The unanimous verdict was DEEELICIOUS! The speculum undoubtedly set my juices to flowing, and I'm certain that I produced a significant amount of pussy juices to flavor the mixture. Each of the 5 girls sipped a little of the pink brew into their mouths and expelled it, through their straws and expelled it into a small Dixie cupp. When everyone had made their contribution, Shannon held the cup up to my lips and made me chug the aperitif. It was pureed fresh strawberries, some Asti and a little of my pussy juices mixed in, and tasted pretty good.

The girls filled and refilled my twat 4 times, until the strawberries were all gone. I hadn't realized hat the bottle of Asti was a magnum, and the girls passed the big bottle around, each taking a swig until it was all gone. The speculum was removed from my fuck hole, and was replaced with a heavy duty extra absorbent Tampax tampon, sothat I would not leak and drip all over. I was completely untied and the padded leather cuffs were removed. My arms were twisted behind my back and my wrists crossed and tied in the traditional reverse double hammer lock position. They laid me out crossways on the table, with my head dangling down over the edge of the table, supported by a folded towel. In fact most of the table was covered with towels. My legs were frog-tied and additionally tied so that I could not close my legs. Four cans of aerosol Redi-Whip real whipped cream were conveniently placed around my body, along with 2 plastic squirt bottles of Hershey's fudge ice cream topping. I had been through this game several times, and thought it a waste of good food. The Tampax was pulled out and my pussy was filled to overflowing with whipped cream. A line of whipped cream was squirted from my pussy to between my breasts, where it branched and was piled high on each of my tits. All the whipped cream was generously laced over with fudge sauce. With my head hanging below the table's surface, and the bondage I was in, my tits pointed straight up to the ceiling, and when the whipped cream was piled on my pointed hard nipples, it looked to me that the mound of whipped cream, mounded on each of my tits, seemed to be at least a foot high.

One by one each of the girls climbed on the table and splatted her body over my pussy and belly in order to get at my tits, where a good layer of fudge sauce awaited their eager tongues. Each girl gobbled up the fudge sauce and whipped cream on my tits and ultimately sucked the life out of my nipples. Then, they slurped up everything between my breasts, down my belly, and down to the mound of tasty goo that overflowed from my pussy slit. They dove in and lapped up everything, and used their tongues to scoop up as much of the whipped cream/fudge sauce mixture, until they got as much of the impeding stuff to tongue fuck me. If they had no success there, they quickly switched to licking and sucking and nibbling on my clit, until I finally gave in to the mind blowing orgasm. Meanwhile, at my other end, my mouth was filled with more whipped cream, and either Kinzie's or Shannon's pussies were filled with whipped cream and fudge sauce. Upsife down, I licked and swallowed everything that I could fish out of their cunts, until I could tongue fuck them to orgasms. Any remaining whipped cream left on my body was slurped up by someone, before I was totally untied and released. Everyone was a sticky mess, and we all headed for the upstairs 6 nozzle shower.

In the shower, I was glad that I was unbound and had a shower nozzle to myself. I washed and scrubbed my body twice, making sure to flush out my sticky pussy three times. Then we all got a little silly and giggly. It turned out that Lisa, Rachael and Brittany knelt down and ate me out. Finally, everyone climbed out of the shower. We clambered for counterspace at the 2 vanity sink tops. I dried myself off, blow dried my hair, and put it up in a ponytail, because Shannon, as Sorority President, gave little 'ole me the 5'6" Brittany, who was rush chairman, and had long long well toned and tanned legs. I had nothing to complain about, so I put on a bit of mascara and some of someone's dark red lipstick. Actually, Brittany and I were the first ones out of the bathroom and into an adjoining bedroom, as a plan developed in my mind. First, I tied Brittany's arms and wrists into a reverse prayer tie, which I followed by tying her elbows, further rendering her arms totally useless. I rummaged around in the duffle bag that the sorority girls brought, and came up with a pre-tied crotchrope, with knots spaced every 1/2"-1" apart on both strands of rope that would split Brittany's pussy. With some verbal objections, I tightly tied the knotted crotchrope through her pussy slit, in both directions, making sure that each of the knotted ropes would come in contact with her clit.

I tightly tied the knotted crotchrope on Lisa, making sure that the knots went through her pussy slit, and would rub her clit, when she walked. Finally, I made a little leash that was attached to Lisa's crotchrope, for me to pull her along. I gave my leash a good sharp tug and made Lisa walk out of the bedroom, down thestairs, instead of the elevator, into the kitchen and mudroom, where I picked up a beach towel, and outside to the bluff, where I made Lisa follow me down the long winding sandy path down to the beach. When we got to the Lake's shore, I found a large mound of sand that had been piled up the previous day. I threw the beach towel over it and made Lisa sit and recline against the covered sand pile, with her knees up and bent. From her right side I pressed my lips to her's, and soon our lips were open and our tongues were deep in each other's mouthes, playing a sensual game of tongue tag. I didn't want to become to emotional in our lovemaking ritual so early inn the game. I was amazed to see Lisa's pussy juices already pouring out of Lisa's pussy. To be fair, my own unstipulated pussy was producing it's fair share of its own delicious sweet nectar.

I broke off the kissing and making out, and resumed kissing and licking Lisa's face, ears, neck, until I got to her breasts, and Lisa was already mewing and emitting those deep raw sexual moans from her throat. I found her estimated 34C tits enchanting, and was able to engulf her whole breasts in my mouth, and flutter my tongue over her hardening and peaking nipples. When I let each breast ease out of my mouth, I latched onto her nipples. I sucked those babies as if I wanted to draw milk from them. By now Lisa was beside herself and out of control. She was begging me to let her come. I continued down her front to the top of her pussy, and switched to her legs. I slowly and sensually worked my way up her legs, and spent a little time on her perineum, which drove Lisa out of her mind. Before stopping and pulling her, totally unfulfilled, to her feet, I even licked her outer labia lips, which were the only parts of her pussy not blocked by the knotted crotchrope. I dragged a dazed Lisa over to the old pier pilings, made her kneel on the towel and eat me out. I positioned her behind one of the many waist high horizontal boards and threw the towel over its edge. Here, I had to remove her binding and the knotted crotchrope, because I bent her over the towel, tied her in the strappado position, and fucked her dripping pussy, from behind, using the strapon and the big 9" X 3" dildo. After 2 orgasms, aided a bit by my fingers pinching her nipples and rubbing her clit, I decided that Lisa had had enough for now.

I tied the knotted crotchrope back on Lisa and let her loose from the strappado tie, but temporarily left her wrists tied palm-to-palm and her elbows tied together. With the knotted crotchrope firmly embedded in Lisa's pussy, I made her make the arduous march up the winding back and forth sandy path to the top of the bluff. The stakes were still; in the grassy area at the top of the bluff, where I tied Lisa spread-eagle on top of the beach towel. After I sat on Lisa's face and made her eat me out, I again remove the knotted crotchrope. Using the 9" X 3" dildo mounted on my strapon, plus my talented tongue to make long slow love to Lisa. After Lisa came down, I untied her. and got her on her feet. For the last time, I tied her hands behind her back, and tied the infamous crotchrope on her. I led her into and through the house. As I pulled her up the stairway, I first notice the cumulative effects of the knotted crotchrope by the way she walked and the moans coming straight from her mouth. We made it into the bedroom, where I made Lisa kneel and eat me out one last time. Lisa put everything into it, and it took quite a while for me to come down and restore my jellied knees to functionality. I released Lisa and sent her into the shower by herself.

Meanwhile, I used the bathroom to pee, wash my pussy and face, and redid my hair. I sat on the bed waiting for Lisa to come out of the bathroom. Eventually she emerged looking all pink and refreshed, with her hair done and fresh makeup on her face. She retrieved her clothes, such as they were, from the stack, where they had been originally folded and stacked on a chair, ever since she 1st arrived. After Lisa got dressed, she sat on the bed next to me, and we cuddled and made out, until Kimzie and Shannon returned with the other 2 sorority girls, and they all went in the bathroom to shower or whatever. Lisa and I gathered up all their equipment and supplies. When the sorority girls came out of the bathroom, they got dressed and all 6 of us walked downstairs and said goodbye in the front rotunda. Kinzie, Shannon and I walked towards the kitchen, because it was getting to be dinner time, but I was jumped in the dining room. My wrists, naturally, were twisted and tied crossed in the double reverse hammer lock position. I was blindfolded, ball gagged, and the big 9" X 3" vibrator was shoved up my twat on low simmer no come, but plenty of torment mode., and secured with a tight double crotchrope. There was no mercy. They tied the base of my tits with rope, and clover clamps were tightened on my nipples, until I screamed with the tight pain.

They laid me out on the floor on my back and tied my upper thighs, just above my knees, and just below my knees, and finally my ankles were tied together. I floundered around on the carpet, listening to the girls prepare dinner. It smelled delicious as something cooked, but I had no chance to come at all. When dinner was ready, I was unceremoniously freed of all ropes and other encumbrances, including the vibrator and crotchrope, but I remained tied in my customary eating position. Kinzie and Shannon had broiled a whole side of salmon, basted in butter, potatoes au gratin, a huge tossed salad, with various nuts dried fruits and chunks of cheese in it, and a creamy simple Ranch dressing, and a couple bottles of an excellent California Chardonnay. For dessert we had bakery éclairs. When dimmer was over, I remained bound in my chair. Kinzie had just finished putting the leftover food away, and was loading the dishwasher, while Shannon had gone off to use the bathroom. All of a sudden, the 6 senior high school cheerleaders, in full uniform, swarmed the kitchen. I was a sitting duck, and Kinzie was easily overpowered and tied up. Two of the girls went in search of Shannon. Sarah, sister to Kinzie, Shannon and Rob. and her hot friend Rebecca whisked me into the elevator and took me up to Sarah's 3rd floor bedroom. We all knelt casually on the carpeted floor.

It turned out that they wanted to know how to best tie a single limb to any object, and how to do deep throat. It was clear that the high school's sex ed class would NOT have covered these areas. I persuaded Sarah and Rebecca that they would have to untie me, so that I could demonstrate for them. The demonstration of tying a single limb went quite fast and was easily understood and practiced several times, but teaching them the ins and outs of deep throat was going to be more difficult, and I thought that some girls mastered the art, but Sarah and Rebecca probably had boyfriends, rhat they were currently screwing, and either wanted to impress them or were getting pressure from them. At any rate, I wasn't about to get into a morality discussion about the subject. Sarah had "borrowed" the 9" X 3" flexible realistic penis dildo, which I had already encountered several ways that weekend. I explained the importance of relaxing the throat muscles, and the secret of tilting the head back a little and covering the lower lip with one's tongue, and before they knew it I had the big dildo deep in my throat. They practiced on me, with the dildo, and then on each other, with varying degrees of success, but vowed that they would keep practicing, until they got it right. I told them that if they were given the chance, they should lick the guy's scrotum, with lots and lots of their own saliva, and then gently suck each of his balls. I had one final admonition and that was to try and swallow every last drop of the guy's gism, when he came.

While they had me there, Sarah and Rebecca decided to play with me for awhile. I was made to kneel at the bottom of a beautiful antique walnut 4 poster bed, with my lower legs and feet under the bed, and my wrists were individually tied, as I had just showed them, and my arms were stretched straight out to the side, and tied to the corner uprights of the bed. Both girls got undressed and presented their pussies for me to eat out. I drove them wild, and each girl seemed more than satisfied with both a vaginal and clitoral orgasm. Next, Rebecca, since she recovered first, untied my arms from the posts and stood me up. By then Sarah had recovered, and they tied me kinda in an upright spread-eagle, with my limbs tied spread wide to the tops and bottom of the bed posts. Each of them tried to out do each other and they licked and sucked my poor pussy and drove me to begging. They switced back and forth, and by the time they finished, I was a babbling begging incoherent weak kneed wanton slut. They untied me and re-tied me as they found me in a reverse double hammer lock, just as they found me at the dinner table. They took me downstairs into the elevator, and we saw Shannon bound like I was kneeling in their living room, with her 2 clothed cheerleader captors standing guard over the bound kneeling girl. After about 5 minutes, the last 2 clothed cheerleaders showed up with an unbound Kinzie. I could almost see the wheels working in Kinzie's mind, and she set off to gather what she would need to get even with Shannon, no matter that I was going to be in the middle of their ongoing game. Sarah and Rebecca showed their friends out, and then went upstairs, presumably to practice.

Kinzie motioned that Shannon and I move so that we were facing each other and kneeling upright, tit to tit and pussy to pussy. Kinzie took a real long belt and cinched all 4 of our thighs together, leaving it up to Shannon and me what to do with our lower legs and feet to stabilize ourselves. The 18" realistic flexible vibrating Double Dong was introduced next, bent into a "U" shape, and humming away on high was shoved about 8" into Kinzie's and my twats. A wide black belt, cinched around our lower waists firmly joined Kinzie and me from that point down. Kinzie made a quick trip to the kitchen and came back with a small spool of bakery box wrapping string, which could be broken by hand, and was a little like kite string. She broke off 2 pieces about 18" long, of the twine. Kinzie pinched, really hard, amd pulled all 4 of our nipples. Next, Kinzie wound the twine 2 or 3 times around Shannon's left nipple and tied it tight. The rest of the twine was pulled tight, wrapped 3 times around my right nipple, and tightly tied off. Shannon repeated the cross tying of Kinzie's and my other nipples. A 3" wide black men's belt was threaded between our bound arms and our backs, and cinched tight, squishing our tied nipples against each other's, Finally, Kinzie canted our heads, and wrapped our heads together with a long stretchable Ace Bandage. Before the last brass clips secured the Ace Bandage, Shannon's mouth had captured mine and her tongue was deep in my THROAT.

She sucked my tongue, as she tried to hump me in a fruitless attempt to get off. Shannon used her tongue to explore and taste every corner of my mouth. She seemed desperate.. A couple ideas crossed my mind, both kind of related. Either Shannon was really hot and turned on or she loved to makeout, but had no one to makeout with. I went with my latter theory, and we settled into deep passionate slow lip grinding kisses, which she eagerly participated in, until an orgasm built up to a level that simply could NOT be ignored any longer. More problematic were my nipples. Each of them was tightly tied, but they did not go numb. Instead, they were hard ultrrasensitive peaks, and every time either of us moved our nipples were pulled or were raked across the tips of Shannon's perky pointed taut peaks. It seemed that I was in a constant state of arousal that went directly to my pussy. From time to time I managed to steal a glance at Kinzie, who was sitting on the sofa making a knotted crotchrope. When she finished, Kinzie knelt behind me and somehow managed to snake her hand between Shannon and me, got her hand on the Dong, and pumped it up and down, fucking Kinzie and me, with the vibrating 18" Double Dong. By then, I had 2 great orgasms, and a 3rd was gathering in my pussy, when Kinzie lubed up my asshole, and shoved a buzzing 4" - 6" vibrating butt plug, as far as one finger could push it. I could easily feel the vibrations between the relatively thin wall separating my cunt from my colon.

Next, Kinzie un-wrapped the Ace Bandage that held Kinzie's and my heads and lips together. Kinzie and I had an approximately 14" X 2" penis Double Dong shoved into our mouths and about 1/2 way down our throats. Our heads were re-wrapped as we were, with our heads canted at about 45 degrees and our lips tightly meshed by the stretchable Ace Bandage, With our tit pulling, making out, the added buzzing butt plug, and Kinzie moving and fucking us, with the 18" Double Dong, Kinzie and I had more frequent and intense orgasms, The Dong had no discernable halfway marking, and Kinzie and I were forever battling to get the Dong down the other's throat enough to lock lips, Kinzie won that minor battle, and she ravaged my mouth as well as she could, However, when an orgasm came along, I was compelled to bite and suck on that damn Dong for all I was worth, It occurred to me that I was having more orgasms than Kinzie. which I attributed to the butt plug, buzzing up my asshole. Thinking back over the day, I could not think of a time that Kinzie could have had an enema. but couldn't see around behind her to see if there was any evidence of a butt plug up her asshole. There was none, umpteen orgasms later, Kinzie toppled us, as a unit on our sides. She set into releasing us. The various belts that held us together were removed first. Next, my butt plug was taken out. I think Kinsie took it all the way into the kitchen sink. She returned with a pair if small manicure scissors and snipped the 2 main cross pieces of the string that attached our nipples. Then Kinzie had to very carefully snip the individual knotted winding around each of our nipples. Finally, the 2 Dongs easily slipped out of our pussies and mouths.

Finally, both Shannon and I were completely untied, to give our arms and shoulders a short break, only to be simply re-tied behind our backs, and we climbed the stairs to Kinzie's and Shannon's bedroom. Shannon was left kneeling at the foot of her bed, while I was taken into the bathroom, where I was bent over the sink and got my ass crack cleaned with antibacterial soap and rubbing alcohol, Once cleaned and disinfected. I was brought back into the bedroom and told to kneel beside Shannon. It was only fair that Shannon and I had to eat out Kinzie and we did, with all the enthusiasm and fervor that we could put forth. At that point, Kinzie untied both of us, and announced that I could do whatever I wanted with them, until it was time for my hubby, Dan, to come and fetch me, First, I ordered them to assemble all of our stuff, from the bedroom and downstairs, that Dan had unloaded the night, including the cooler of enema supplies and cleaning equipment, and put it in the rotunda, while I peed, brushed my teeth and took a hot shower. After drying off and fixing my long hair, so that a little hair spray set my lustrous brown swirls of hair swirling around my tits in front, I found Shannon and Kinzie sitting om their beds.

I tied each of their wrists behind their backs and pushed both of them down, flat on their backs. One at a time, I sat on their faces and made each of them eat me out. Next, I got them off their beds and kneeling in front of me. I stood in front of each of them, grabbed their heads and hair, and directed them in the eating of my pussy. Some 5 or 6 orgasms later, I had had enough and released the girls. It was now their turn to prepare me for my rendezvous with Dan. The clothes that I wore, when I first arrived, were set out on a bed, plus some extra toys. One of my 8" X 2-1/2" penis vibrators was shoved up my cunt, buzzing away on high. They had certainly planned on me coming during whatever they had planned for me. The vibrator was held inside me by Kinzie's recently made knotted crotchrope. It was a double crotchrope of knots tied in the perfect places. The crotchrope was tightly tied to make 2 passes through my pussy slit, and 3 or 4 of the knots bumped over my clit whenever I moved. I put on my shoes, stood up, and my skimpy black panties were pulled up, and my short cutoffs were fastened just below my waist, which did not cover the crotchrope. Shannon stretched those wide little rubber bands around the base of my tits, instantly turning them into round globes, with my taut hard nipples pointing proudly outward. I put my arms and head into my tight short sleeved sweater, which Dan had grabbed at Yvette's, but Dan had not included a bra.

The girls weren't quite satisfied, with the look of my boobs in the sweater, so they opened up my cutoffs, tucked in my sweater, and refastened the cutoff's belt one notch tighter. Now my profile revealed a taught straight line, of my sweater, from my cutoff's belt to the tip of my tits. Satisfied, the girls twisted my hands and arms behind my back in the reverse prayer position. They led me to the stairs going down to the 1st floor. There would be no easy elevator ride down. Although they held my arms on our descent down the stairs, I still felt the knots of the crotchrope rake across my clit, with every step I took down the stairs. It was an exquisite torture and turn on, but I hid my building arousal to comtend with, until I took the last step. I staggered and my knees buckled, as I took the last step off the stairway onto the floor, but I came, and the girl's held me up. Both Kinzie and Shannon had huge grins on their faces for a well designed use of the vibrator and knotted crotchrope. When I recovered enough to walk, they led me down the hall, into the rotunda, and made me kneel down on a floor pad. I noticed that Sarah and Rebecca were there kneeling on a large gym pad. Sarah had on shorts and a tee shirt. I didn't think she wore any underwear. Rebecca was naked and tied just like I was. Apparently those girls had been practicing, and Rebecca, a close neighbor, would be spending the night.

I started doing a long slow version of eating out Kinzie's pussy. After finishing off Kinzie, with 3 orgasms. I started in on Shannon. I had licked and kissed my way up her inner thighs, and tongue slobbered and kissed all of her perineum, and was running my tongue through Shannon's long pussy slit, when the doorbell rang. Sarah, being the only one reasonably clothed, answered the door. It was my hubby Dan. I said to him, "Honey, why don't you load our stuff into the back of the car, and I'll be finished in a little bit. So, while Dan loaded up the back of our SUV with our stuff, I finished off Shannon. When Dan came back in, after finishing loading up our gear, I suggested, "Honey, drop your pants and shorts, and let ne suck you off." Besides my own pleasure in doing my man, I thought of this as a learning experience for Sarah and Rebecca. I shifted my position so that Sarah and Rebecca would have a good view. It looked like Dan was raring to go. I ducked down a little and began licking Dan's scrotum, with loads of my saliva. Next, I took his entire ball sac in my mouth. I sucked and sucked, until his cock hardened and grew to his full 8-1/2" length. I sucked each of Dan's individual testicles, and felt them begin to shrivel, a sure sign that Dan was entering his controllable ejaculation stage. Quickly, I gathered a mouthful of saliva, licked and coated and swirled my tongue around the head of his cock.

With another load of my saliva, I generously coated his enormous shaft, and took him in my mouth. I slowly sucked on the head and glans of Dan's beautiful pecker. I gradually took him deeper and deeper into my mouth, as I bobbed and sucked his gigantic dick. Soon I had him buried to the hilt in my throat. I rubbed his cock against the back of my throat 5 or 6 times, until my husband and main lover gave it up and spewed his seed down my throat. It seemed that he came forever, with gism that he had built up for more than a day, but I swallowed it all. I licked my lips and Dan helped me to my feet. Dan picked me up and threw me over his shoulder. We said our goodbyes, as Dan carried me out to our car. I was deposited on a towel on the rear passenger seat, where the windows were heavily tinted. While I was eating out Kinzie and Shannon, my pussy juices were flowing freely, and had saturated my panties, and had started to run down my inner thighs and had wet my short shorts. When Dan threw me onto the back seat, I came again,, and Dan kissed mea, until I had completely come down. Dan unfastened the belt of my shorts opened them up and pulled my shorts and saturated panties down to my knees. It was a good thing that I was sitting on a towel. Dan pushed up my tight sweater to reveal my voluminous globular titties, with their nipples hard and peaked and proudly pointing outward. After a quick suck of each of my nipples, Dan managed to weedle a finger or two in my pussy and turn down my vibrator to a low setting. Next, Dan buckled me in with the seat belt, and buckled a big red ball gag into my mouth. When we got to our house, Dan opened the garage door , pulled in, and closed the garage door. He climbed into the back seat and removed my ballgag. pulled my head down and made me go down on him, while he wormed a finger in my pussy. While I sucked him off, Dan found my clit and finger fucked me. When we finished, Dan got me out of the car, untied and stripped me, and used the towel that I had been sitting on to wipe over my wet pussy and legs. He took me up to our bedroom, where he tied me to our bed and screwed or made love to me for the rest of the night.