Toys · Part 3 (3/3)
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Joanna took the bar of soap and knelt in front of Robin. A shy smile illuminated her face. "Let me wash you first," she said.
Carefully Joanna soaped the tops and sides of Robin's feet. Then one at a time she took them into her hands and tenderly washed between the toes and the soles. Solemnly she started on Robin's legs, working the soap into a rich lather. First the left, then the right. Joanna admired Robin's legs. The soft flesh of her thighs felt like silk to Joanna's wet fingers. When she reached the tops of Robin's thighs, Joanna rose and started on Robin's arms, back, and shoulders. As much as she wanted to touch the curly, red pubic hair and explore the perky tits on Robin's chest, Joanna was also enjoying the slow buildup to sexual heat. And heat is exactly where both women knew it was going!
Joanna rubbed both her hands on the bar of soap and then placed it on the shelf. Tentatively, she placed both palms lightly against the pointed nipples in front of her. Then she looked up, deep into Robin's eyes. Slowly she started to rotate her palms counter-clockwise. Robin's lovely green eyes widened just a little as the circular motion stimulated her tits. Encouraged, Joanna took the tip of one nipple between thumb and fore- finger and squeezed. Her other hand kept massaging the other nipple. Joanna stroked and caressed each breast. Carefully she weighed each breast in her hands. She cupped her palms over the aureola, and allowed the nipples to peak out between her fingers. Breaking eye-contact, she allowed the water to rinse the soap off her hands and Robin's chest.
Joanna retrieved the bar of soap and began stroking it like a man's cock. Then she leaned forward and very carefully and a little shyly, took one tit into her mouth. Joanna took her time, enjoying her first taste of female tit flesh. Then, never releasing the tit on which she was sucking, she began to rub the bar of soap between Robin's legs. Robin spread her legs wider and leaned against the shower wall. Water played warmly on Joanna's back as she worked the soap into the folds of Robin's cunt. First the outer lips, then the tender inner lips were parted and laved by the large bar of soap. Robin felt a thumb working on her already slightly extended clit.
Joanna pressed the bar of soap towards the pussy opening and stopped just at the entrance. Tenderly she licked the nipple in her mouth and rubbed her tongue around the aureola. Then she started to graze it lightly with her teeth. Robin gasped and wiggled a little. The combined sensations of slippery soap on her pussy, the fingers on her clit, and the wet suction on her nipples was arousing her quite thoroughly. Just as Joanna brought her teeth across the bud in her mouth with a little more force, she abruptly shoved the bar of soap deep into Robin's pussy!
Robin lurched and moaned.
Joanna smiled around the nipple she was suckling. Keeping the slick bar of soap deep in the redhead's cunt, Joanna switched her attention to Robin's other breast. She held the soap in with her fingers and used her thumb to stimulate the stiff, little clit. Robin moaned again as Joanna flicked her clit, and pressed the soap deeper at the same time. Robin's hips started to buck in time to the sucking motion on her tit. Joanna placed her free hand between her own legs and shoved two fingers into her own twat just as the shower door swung open.
The man stood in the swirling steam, eyes riveted to the panting, wriggling females before him. Joanna was too busy to notice the arrival of her husband. Robin stared at him with eyes glazed with lust, but he was sure she didn't see him. Her pelvis was bucking against his wife's hand and he could see Joanna's thumb working on Robin's clit.
Joanna twisted the fingers in her pussy and frantically pumped them in and out, matching her motions to Robin's. She pressed the soap into Robin's sopping wet cunt and bit down on the nipple she was sucking. With a frantic moan Robin began bearing down with her hips, trying to drive the soap bar where she needed it most. As Joanna increased the light pressure on the nipple between her teeth, Robin squealed and bit her lips. Great shudders of orgasmic pleasure rippled through her body. Spent, she sagged into the corner of the shower, eyes closed.
Joanna jumped at the sound of her husband's voice, "That was quite a show ladies. Get rinsed off and join me in the bedroom. I have some surprises for you."
VI. Public Abuse
Joanna and Robin followed him into the bedroom. Laid out on the bed were some coiled, leather straps and two large boxes. Joanna bit her lip. Robin just watched him expectantly.
"Sit, Joanna," her husband commanded. When she complied, Robin took one of the piles of coiled leather and walked around the bed until she was behind Joanna. Joanna jumped as two horizontal pieces of leather were fitted over her breasts. One band ran just above her nipples. The other paralleled it just below them. She shivered as the buckles were fastened between her shoulder blades. The metal was cold! A dividing strap ran vertically in the slight valley between her breasts. Joanna watched apprehensively as a third strap was fitted to her slender waist. She had an idea what that was for. Two slender chains were clipped to a small 'D' ring set into the leather at the small of her back. She could feel the cool links as they hung, freely caressing her naked buttocks.
Robin returned to face Joanna. She took each strapped-in, rosy nipple between thumb and forefinger and pinched hard enough to make Joanna wince. Then placing her hands so that they fully covered the captive tits, she pushed hard enough to flop Joanna onto her back.
"Stay like that," Robin instructed. Joanna stared up at the ceiling and listened to the conversation between her husband and Robin. "Shall we fill her asshole, pussy, or both?" asked Robin. "Not both, we may want to stuff something into her body while we are out," came the reply from her husband. "The question is which hole would make the most impression on her?"
"Well," Robin said slowly, "unless we strap it in, anything we put in her pussy might fall out if she moves around much. If we fill her pussy now, we can make sure it stays filled. We can leave her panties off and then if we decide to stuff her ass all we have to do is bend her over any cunt-high surface and lift her skirt. Sound good?"
Joanna's eyes shut tightly in horror as she listened to them. "Oh, no, no, you won't humiliate me in public. I won't let you. I refuse! This has gone far…," her angry cries trailed off as she saw her husband lift the leather wrapped switch from the night stand. "Refusal, Joanna? Turn over," he said. "NO!"
Robin grabbed Joanna's wrists and wrestled her over onto her belly. Bracing herself against the far side of the bed, Robin stretched Joanna taut. Joanna heard a swish and then THWACK! the switch landed squarely across the pale moon of her ass.
"OUCH!"
Swish, THWACK!
"Oh, cut it out! Owwwww!" Joanna began to struggle. The harder she struggled, the harder the switch came down on her bare ass. She stopped struggling and just writhed as the stinging of the crop on her as became more pronounced. "Ohhhhh, please, stop, I'll do anything, any, ow, thing just stop, OW! Ah, ow!" Joanna's hips bucked and flinched with each stripe laid across her buttocks by the whippy crop. Her husband wielded it firmly, laying 10 welts across her pale globes. Tears streamed down Joanna's face as the stinging ache grew and penetrated deeply into her lower body. She twisted and writhed, straining to clasp her captive hands to her butt and rub her reddened ass cheeks.
Robin released her grip and Joanna clapped her hands to her well warmed ass and moaned. She rolled to her back and rubbed her buttocks trying to assuage the stinging pain. "Joanna! look at me," it was her husband. "Each refusal will cost you 5 stripes. From now on compliance is the only acceptable course of action. Do you understand?" Joanna nodded.
Upon instruction, she released her hold on her ass and placed her clasped hands behind her neck. She lifted her knees and placed her heels on the edge of the bed. Then, reluctantly, slowly, she spread her knees as wide as possible to allow free access to her vulnerable pussy. Joanna felt her face flush with embarrassment. She was required to keep her eyes open and observe each move Robin and her husband made. She saw Robin hold the mirror and angle it to give her an excellent view as her husband spread her pussy lips to check for lubrication. She could feel his hands spreading her cunt lips and see the same action in the mirror. She watched him dip one finger in her hole and jumped as she felt it at the same time.
Joanna watched as he opened the tube of K-Y jelly and smeared some on the ends of three fingers. She saw (felt!) her pussy lips spread, and felt (saw!) the fingers enter her and smear her hole with the lubricant. Round and round the K-Y was rubbed, all three of his fingers disappearing full length into her hole. She watched him add a fourth and squirmed as he tried to fit his thumb inside her as well. She moaned and wriggled as he formed a fist and pushed against her opening. Her hole stretched "Unnn," she moaned. It stung!
She sighed with relief as he removed his hand. Her eyes widened when she saw him pick up a thick dildo and set it's head against the opening to her cunt. It was the thickest fake cock she had ever seen! It was ribbed to simulate the real thing, but nothing that thick had ever been attached to real man, had it? He began to push it into her cunt and she watched it disappear into her own pussy, feeling every inch! She could see her nether lips thin as they stretched to accommodate the intruder. She could feel the tightening as the dildo was twisted and shoved deeper into her body. Finally, all 7 inches were securely inside her and Joanna could see the small ring set into the otherwise flat base of the dildo. Both light chains were pulled up and through the ring in the base of the dildo and fastened to the 'D' on the front of the strap. On command she rolled over onto her belly.
Joanna felt the chains detached from the 'D' ring on her back. One at a time they were pulled tighter, forcing the dildo higher and deeper into her twat. Then they were refastened, one each side of her waist. She could feel the split chains framing her punished ass cheeks. It left easy access to her asshole for whatever amusement her tormentors could devise. She felt her ass cheeks parted and a generous glob of jelly massaged into her puckered rosette. A smooth cylinder was inserted and pressed deeply into her rectum. She felt it slide into her greased anal passage and then it was yanked out. A second huge blob of K-Y was squeezed onto her asshole and a second, larger, smooth cylinder was shoved into her rectum, taking the greasy jelly with it. Both lubrications were done quickly, stretching her asshole and ensuring that it was well-greased and opened for the evening.
She stood on command, the larger cylinder still in her ass, and tears came to her eyes as small nipple clamps were applied to her tits. Looking down at her tits and the torturous little devices causing a dull ache in her nipples, she could see the end of the crop trailing between her feet. They had shoved the handle of the switch up her ass! She stood there, humiliated, with her feet apart and her knees slightly bent.
"Bend your knees a little farther and try to sit on the switch. Use the floor to shove it deeper into your asshole."
It didn't matter who gave the order. Joanna couldn't tell who told her to do it. All that mattered was that she comply. She took a deep breath and bent her knees a little. The tip of the switch flexed against the floor. She squatted a little more, and felt the handle shoved into her ass stretch her membranes and slide a little farther in. With her knees bent and her legs spread she could see both her pussy and ass in the mirror that Robin held for her. Her face was red and the rosy blush extended clear to the tops of her aching breasts. She could see the leather wrapped switch hanging out of her like an obscene tail. She could see the fake cock forced so deeply into her cunt. Even so, she knew that when she sat, it would be shoved even deeper into her twat.
"Now, reach back and jerk the whip out of your ass." Joanna did as she was told. "Kiss the handle and lay it on the bed." Joanna complied and turned to lay the instrument of pain and humiliation on the bed. When she turned around to face the pair watching her, Robin pulled a red dress over her head and dressed her like she was a child. High-heeled shoes completed the summer outfit. The top of the dress was a loose, blousy style which effectively hid the tit-clamps on her nipples. The skirt was full and belted at the waist. It would be very easy to lift it to gain access to her ass or pussy as required.
Joanna was instructed to go into the bathroom and wash her face, apply her makeup and then go to the living room. She was to sit(!) on the couch, making sure she did *NOT* sit on her skirt. While she waited, she was to try and force the dildo as deeply as she could into her cunt without making herself cry.
As she was told, Joanna gingerly, carefully walked to the bathroom, and then to the living room. Carefully, oh so carefully, she bent and seated herself on the couch. She sat on the edge and spread her legs to ensure the dildo touched the couch. Then she began to rock her hips, fucking the dildo against the edge of the couch. Soon the moist motion aroused her clit and almost against her will a mini-orgasm rocked her just as her husband and Robin entered.
They motioned her to stand, and as she did so, she gasped when the tit clamps caught on the material of her dress. They caused a spasm of pain to lance across her chest. The three of them went out to the car. Joanna was made to climb into the back seat. The motions of her body made the dildo slide out of her cunt a little, and Joanna gasped and moaned as it slammed back into her cunt when she dropped into the seat. Tears sprang to her eyes.
They drove to a well known restaurant in town. At the entrance the valet took the car and the three of them made their way into the crowded, dimly lit building. Joanna blushed. Surely everyone who looked at them could tell her bound, sexual, humiliation. Couldn't they tell?
There was a wait for a table and the trio went to wait in the bar. Robin led them to a tall table with three stools partially hidden by bushy plants in one corner of the bar. It was some distance from the lights and cloaked in shadows. Few people in the busy bar would be able to see what happened at that table. Joanna looked around her with trepidation. Surely not here!
Yes, here! Immediately, behind the bush she was bent over the thigh high table and her skirt was lifted. Questing fingers shoved themselves into her prepared anal passage and worked back and forth in her hole. The buzz of conversation continued as though nothing was happening to her. Someone would come, a waitress would be here soon to get their drinks and still those fingers worked in her backdoor. A second set of fingers joined them. Both of them were working on her asshole, displaying her pale, welted ass and bound state to anyone who walked by. She felt her pussy begin to drip. Four fingers were in her hole.
She was pulled upright, at least two fingers still in her asshole just as the waitress walked up to their table. Joanna stood, knees bent, her back to Robin, and gave her order in a quavering voice. All the while Robin's fingers were busy in her asshole, working in, out, in, out, in, out, in, out, in time with the flow of conversation.
The waitress gave Joanna a strange look as her eyes glazed over, and she blushed. The full skirt and Joanna's position against Robin and the bush hid most of the activity, but the girl knew something was going on with the woman in red. The waitress left and Robin jerked her fingers from Joanna's pucker.
"Join me in the ladies room, Joanna." Robin phrased it as a demand. Joanna followed her tormentress to the women's bathroom. Fascinated, she gazed at herself in the mirror. At Robin's instruction she braced herself against the counter and leaned forward. Robin took something out of her purse and lifted Joanna's skirt. Joanna saw the door open and a woman's shocked face as it fell shut again. Robin continued as though inserting something into a sex-slave's ass was normal in a ritzy dining establishment's restrooms. Joanna felt a rounded tip pressed against her anal opening. Obviously she was going to be plugged. Firm pressure was applied. Her anus stretched and stung.
This was the first, huge plug they had used on her at home. In, in, in, in, slowly in. Harsher and harsher stung her sphincter as it stretched. Then Joanna felt it close around the groove she knew to be in the base of the plug. Robin dropped the red skirt back in place. The two women returned to the waiting man.
They were led to their table and Joanna was seated first. Smiles told her that both her husband and Robin knew what caused her soft moan as the Maitre d' seated her.
Her dinner was ordered for her and both her husband and Robin kept her wine glass filled. Joanna knew she was drinking far more than usual. She ate mechanically, more because she knew she had to eat than because she actually could taste the food. All she wanted was an end to the evening. Joanna could feel the two fake cocks rubbing back and forth against her thin membranes separating her cunt from her rectum. She was highly uncomfortable from too much rubber shoved into her lower body. She fidgeted and shifted, trying to find a comfortable position. She could feel other patrons in the restaurant staring.
Her husband and Robin watched her, with smiles on their faces.
Finally, her ordeal in the restaurant was over. He paid, and the three of them left. In the car, Joanna was made to kneel facing the back window. Her skirt was thrown over her head to expose her plugged, bound ass. Both windows on her side of the car were rolled down as the car stopped at a red light. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see Robin motioning at the man in the car next to them. When she had his attention, she pointed at Joanna's ass. "Get your ass closer to the window," she hissed. Blushing with shame, Joanna did. The man's eyes opened wide and he licked his lips. "Look at him, Joanna." Joanna twisted until her eyes met the strangers. He rolled down his window. Robin said, "If you want to see more, follow us." He nodded and did. They pulled into a darkened parking lot and parked side by side.
The stranger stayed in his car, but Robin and Joanna got out. Robin paraded Joanna in her heels in front of him. Then she was bent over the side of the car. Her face was turned and she was told to watch him watching her. Joanna could see him stroking what had to be a raging erection. Her red skirt was lifted and the man licked his lips at the sight of her bound, punished and plugged asshole. Robin grasped the ring in the base of the plug filling her ass and began to pull outward. He could see the base stretch her hole out. Joanna's head came up and she moaned loudly as the base of the plug stretched her asshole. She clenched and unclenched her fists, but stood as she had been placed. Slowly the big plug was extracted from her ass, until with a POP it was reluctantly released by her sphincter. The man gasped. Joanna was turned over.
She lay on her back on the hood of the car, legs splayed open. She could see the man eyeing the dildo chained into her pussy. Robin undid the chains, and began pumping the dildo in and out. Joanna became aware of her husband standing on the other side of her. He pulled out his cock and began masturbating as he watched Robin work on her. The stranger got out of his car and stood between her splayed legs. He pulled out his huge erection and began stroking it in rythm with Robin's pumping motion. Both men kept their eyes glued to Joanna's crotch and the feminine hand working in it. As the dildo pumped in and out, come started spouting on her legs, first from the stranger's cock and then from her husbands. As the white sticky stuff dripped in Joanna's cunt hair and down her legs, Robin roughly jerked the dildo from her twat. Joanna's hips jerked and she gasped.
Finished, the man got into his car, and left. Joanna, Robin, and her husband returned to their car and drove quietly home. Joanna was allowed to shower, pee, and shit. Then her husband fucked her driving his cock into her pussy while Robin watched. All the leather and clamps were removed from her body and she slept.
Toys · Part 3 (3/3)
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