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What if she wanted… CH 3 Friday
Usual disclaimers: Fantasy, do not try this at home, keep away from children, void where prohibited or illegal.
Friday
Yukiko arrived, as planned, at
Yukiko then asked: “Are you masters ready to party with your slaves, cows, sluts?”
“As planned, Robert took the initiative.
“You are entirely too fresh for your own good, Yukiko. Yes cows. Strip!”
The three rapidly shed their clothes. As I thought, Candy was wearing no panties, only a bra under her tank top. Her bush was neatly trimmed into a small triangle. Vicky 30, was gorgeous, blond, with long hair and eyes the color of honey, 5’3” and around 125lbs, her size B breasts stood proudly, with almost no sag. Her pussy was shaven. Her legs and ass firm, a tribute to her long hours in the gym. Yukiko, at 33 was the oldest of the three. Only 5’ and 115lbs she was trim in shape, with breasts that were either a large A or a small B cup size, pointy with dark nipples, they also stood proudly. Her legs lithe and muscular joined at the hips over a pussy covered by a thin patch of black hair.
We had them march to the basement.
Once there, we tied their hands behind their backs, with plastic ties that we found in the bag. Candy must have bought a hundred of them. We had all of them kneel along the wall, knees spread, and tied their ankles together with more of the plastic ties, and then, with leather thongs attached their hands to their ankles. While I did that, Robert worked with the three cameras to document the proceedings. Two of the cameras were fixed on the tripods, while the third would be handheld as needed. We had the remote controls ready, so we did not necessarily needed to step away from the action.
I blindfolded Candy; she was shaking, from fear and excitement. I could smell her arousal. I touched her briefly and kissed her.
I then moved to Yukiko. She was very excited. Her moisture flowed from her nether lips, which glistened like a dew covered flower. I cut through her ankle binding, and brought her to the center of the room. I had her stand by the pool table which we had previously covered with one of those plastic and fabric tablecloths. With the fabric side up, it should protect the pool table form unfortunate accidents. I bent her over the table and tied her hands to the lamp so her arms stretched painfully back and up, and her ass was accessible for abuse.
We left Vicky for the last, because she was the least keen on this. We hoped that by starting with Yukiko, who was entirely too keen, and then Candy, she would be too embarrassed to chicken out. It must be understood that we had no intention of causing any permanent damage. Never mind what the girls said last week, we did not want, and we were not ready to do anything like that. The girls did not know this, but we did. We would go far, further than anything we had ever done, or even thought we could do, but no further.
Robert and I then decided we had too many clothes on, so we left the girls there, listening to some Nox Arcana CDs to set the ambience, and we went up to our bedrooms, where we leisurely changed into silk boxers and silk robes. I wore a dark blue one, his garnet red.
This time of the year, there was no one in the houses around us. Even had there been anybody, it was unlikely they would hear anything. The basement had no windows.
When we returned, the scene was much as we had left it, except that all of the girls’ pussies were wetter than before. Nothing had happened yet, but the smell of female arousal was quite prominent. While Robert handled the handheld camera, I picked up the bullwhip. Yukiko wanted it rough, and she would have it rough.
Crack! The first strike hit her high on her ass. She gasped, and then screamed, loudly. I gave her a few seconds to let it sink in, and hit her again, a little lower. Her scream wasn’t as loud this time. I continued hitting a little lower each time, until I reached the top of her thighs. 15 strokes.
Robert had put down the handheld camera and was standing beside Vicky who was rubbing her side against his leg. He fondled her hair tenderly. I gestured to him with the whip. He took it and started on Yukiko’s thighs. He hit her as hard as I did, judging by the welts on her skin. Her screams were louder though, and her head shook more violently with each successive stroke. Candy continued to kneel, blindfolded, unable to see or move, but able to hear Yukiko’s shriller and louder screams. I panned the camera to take in the two kneeling, trembling girls and zoomed in on their twats, both glistening, shiny with love juice.
Robert had finished whipping Yukiko’s thighs by now, and he put his whip down. Both he and I were quite hard. He approached his wife, for a blow. I offered Candy, but he declined. He inserted himself into her mouth, and proceeded to fuck her face vigorously. She gagged some but took it like a trooper. I went to the pool table, and after fucking Yukiko’s sopping wet pussy for a few seconds, I spread her ass cheeks open and rammed myself into her tight, puckered hole. We had never done her there, I did not even know if she had ever been buggered before. Probably not, judging by her screams. It did not take me long to come. I pulled out, and walked over to Candy, who was by now trembling quite violently. I had her open her mouth and clean me off. She tried to balk at this, but after a couple of gentle slaps she went to it with gusto, and did a pretty good job of it, my dick beginning to harden again under her ministrations.
“You are next” I told her, as I cut the binder on her feet, and pulled her up by her wrists. Either it was from the emotion, or due to having been kneeling in that position for so long, se barely could stand and I had to support most of her weight. Since I was doing it by pulling on her wrists behind her back, this must have been quite painful on her shoulders. Robert had finished with Vicky by now, and he moved to the pool table with me. We placed Candy on the opposite end of the table. Yukiko could see her clearly, but Candy, blindfolded could not. We released her hands, and suspended her from an overhead beam in such a way that she was pulled up on tiptoes. Yukiko sobbing on the pool table had a front row seat. I moved around to admire the tableau and noticed my semen trickling from Yukiko’s rear end. This would just not do. I took a butt plug from “the bag” and plugged up Yukiko’s ass.
After checking the camera, I gave Robert the crop. I approached the trembling Candy, kissed her tenderly, and told her: “We are going to crop your tits. Twenty strokes to each one. You will count them, each and every one of them. After each one, when you are ready, ask for the next one. If you take more than 30 seconds between each, you will get five more for every delay. After we are done, both Robert and I will bugger you. One of us will sit on the edge of the pool table, and impale you on his prick. The other one will whip you on your breasts with the cane. Your breasts will be quite sore by this time from the cropping. You will shake your ass until you make him or me come; then we will trade places. If you faint, we will revive you and continue. Do you understand?” Her lips trembling, she tried to answer, but could not find her voice. Monday had been a child’s game compared to this.
“Please, please, please” She said.
“Do you want to call it off?”
She shook her head.
“Do you understand?”
She nodded.
We gave them all some cold water to drink. It wouldn’t do to let them get dehydrated.
After a few moments, I took over the handheld camera, Robert got ready with the crop and I asked Candy “Are you ready?” She nodded. I repeated “Are you ready? Answer out loud”
“Yes”
Thwack! Right on top of her right breast the crop fell. Scream; pause. 30 seconds pass. Silence. I speak “Thirty seconds Candy, it will be 25 to each one” She sobs loudly. “Are you ready now?”
“Yes”
Thwack! On top of the left one this time. Her scream is blood curdling to hear. After 15 seconds “One. Please let me have the next one” A pause, and again, a stroke, falling again on the left breast, and an ear splitting shriek. “Two. Please let me have the next one” Robert targets the right breast this time, a little lower; “Three” and again “Four”
I pan to Vicky, who is crying openly, and to Yukiko who also whimpers. “Five” “Six, Seven” Candy is keeping the count well, pausing only between 15 and 20 seconds between strokes. Her screams are still quite loud but, as her ordeal moves along, they are more controlled. She also starts moving faster; only 10 to 15 seconds between cuts. She wants to get this over with. “Twenty, twenty one” I see Robert has been avoiding the nipples. He whispers in my ear “At the end, with the cane” I nod.
“Thirty, thirty one” She takes longer this time, her crying doesn’t let her speak. Thirty two seconds elapse before she requests the next one. I wink at Robert and let it pass. Her breasts are red from the criss-crossing welts. The nipples appear as circles of white at the center of her swollen mammaries. “Forty, Forty one” Her voice is going. She is hoarse from the screaming. We give her some more water. She asks for the 42nd after 20 seconds, but we give her some time while she drinks, then putting the glass down, we continue. “Fifty”
Her breasts are two red melons. Tiny specks of blood show where the skin parted under the onslaught of vicious cuts. She hangs from her hands, her legs unable to take her weight.
Robert’s arm is tired. As I pick up the cane. Vicky yells: “No please! Whip my breasts while you bugger her! She can’t take anymore.”
This is what we were hoping for, Vicky asking for punishment. To tell the truth, I wonder what we would have done had Vicky not volunteered; Candy’s breasts wouldn’t take much more; then again, Robert and I were about to come, just from the sight of this.
We set Vicky up, where Yukiko and Candy can see her. I remove Candy’s blindfold, wet from her tears and sweat. She had been wearing her smear proof mascara, but this was too much, even for that one, and it had run all over her face.
Robert sits on the edge of the pool table, pulls Candy over, and after putting some KY on his dick enters her ass. Candy barely whimpers. I grab the cane.
“OK Candy, you are to bring Robert off while I cane Vicky’s tits. He will maul your breasts while you do it, so you remember what a big favor Vicky is doing for you. Once he comes, I shall stop, and we will trade places”
Vicky’s eyes are as wide as plates. This is going to be much, much worse than anything she ever imagined.
Candy started moving, rather weakly due to her fatigue, and because of the way she was suspended, she lacked much traction. As soon as she started, I brought the cane, hard on Vicky’s left breast. She hollered so loudly my ear kept ringing after she stopped. I repeated on her right one, thinking to myself “ear plugs, ear plugs” Candy tried as hard as she could to bring Robert off, but she had very little traction to work with, he helped by squeezing and mauling her tortured jugs. Yukiko, from the surface of the pool table tried to help by reaching out and licking his ass. I let Vicky have it all over her breasts, nipples included, and between the sights and sounds of his beloved wife screaming the top of her head off, and Candy’s efforts Robert came in Candy’s ass before I had landed 15 strokes on Vicky’s now striped mammaries. We traded places, and I gratefully plunged into my girlfriend’s now open and inviting rear. Robert’s spunk provided adequate lubrication.
While Robert caned his wife’s tits, perhaps more vigorously than I did, judging by her unbelievable hollering, Candy managed to get a bit more traction and bounced up and down on my dick, while Yukiko attempted to lick my anus. I tried not to move, and to hold off but all this was too much for me, and I came soon. Perhaps only 10 or 12 strokes into Robert’s turn. My spunk mixed with Robert’s inside my girlfriend’s ass. This I found somewhat exciting actually.
We freed the girls from their ties, and I had Vicky lick out my come from Yukiko’s rear end, while plugging Candy until Yukiko could do the honors for her. As soon as they were finished, we drew a warm bath for them, washed them, and rubbed them with cold cream. Then wrapping them in oversize Terrycloth towels, we put them to bed. We had king sized beds on all the bedrooms, so we put the three of them on one of the beds, and after kissing them all, we covered them with a soft blanket, turned the lights off, and let them rest.
Robert and I went then to see the videotapes, and spent most of the night editing them in our computer system. By the time we each went to our bedrooms we were half way done.
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