“Darling wanted to make your anniversary weekend extra extra special,” Holly scurried away, “I have a surprise!” over her shoulder.
“NO, No,NO!” Lisa pointing at the baggy of MDMA tabs. “My Ex used those to control his whores.” She had to tell the story glossed over, a lot.
“It’s too late.” Sam fetched the dropper bottle hidden on the bar, “They begged me, should be kicking in any minute now.” Sam got two tabs and a shot of tequila, “Besides, turnabout is fair play!” Reminding all of us how she got here in the first place.
“You two are going to get a spanking.” He realized Darling and Holly were already rolling, “With a belt!”
“Can I call you daddy now?” Holly’s worries long gone.
“Are we the bad little girls you always wanted?” Darling has the teenager act down to perfection, both of them trapping him against the center island in the kitchen.
Sam did a jealous double take when she saw Holly licking her new lollipop. Leaning back on the counter, separating herself from the crowd, found the European sparkling mineral water. Short boys hair cut was dyed purple. Never is going to need a bra, hint of a waist, shorter than all of us. Small hips of a boy, disproportionate long lean legs. “You ran over six miles while we we downstairs.” Lisa attempting to break the ice.
“Hate finishing second,” Sam’s ankles crossed, hugging herself with one arm and the other arm holding the water bottle in front, a barrier. “I will win the next marathon..” Told Lisa her story, hated school, hated boys (Still does) running away from her anger being born a girl.
“Did you hurt your knee?” Lisa invading her personal space. Sam is close to seething mad at her two loves getting spanked over his knee. His prick waving around, a pole vaulting stick.
“You’re fucking gorgeous…” Sam peered into Lisa’s eyes. “Tell me more about your first husband.” Lisa’s mind was slipping, told her about the dark places her ex had been leading her. Kissing each other with an unknown passion, hands traveling to more intimate spaces. Making sweet tender love in a world of their own, two souls needing what the other could provide.
“You want me..” Shared orgasm tingling their bodies, “You need me,” Sam changed her words, almost extra sensory, “To punish you..” climax not releasing, begging to go higher, “You need the pain..pain to wipe away your first love..”
“Downstairs..” Sam could feel Lisa’s words, the shiver, “Things he won’t do to me..” Sam bit down on her left nipple almost breaking the skin, over the heart that was submitting completely. Low submissive moan, “Yes…
Sam examined the teeth marks, electricity shook her skinny frame, an orgasm like no other, “He has to watch..”
“Call him boy scout, he will do almost anything you want, cunt..” Slap to Lisa’s face was brutal, got the attention of the other three tangled on top of the center island counter.
Sam, no fear of anything the world could throw at her, kissed her burning cheek, whispered in her ear, “I’m afraid…”
***
Solemnly every body took two tabs, still a few left. “My fiancé was the worst fuck I ever had!” Bubbly Darling hoping to impart her excitement, “My professor, he had canes, tanned my hide, my boyfriend broke up with me when he saw the marks they left,” Darling could win a marathon with her mouth, ecstasy had her going three times as fast. “His religion would never allow him to marry a fallen woman, he played in the pros for one year before his knee gave out!”
“Take a breath Darling!” Ray was laughing with the rest of us, made him take two of those yellow pills.
“He called me all these names, harlot, whore, bitch, cunt, he’d never used words like that! He even took the lords name in vain a few times, I slapped him, he almost was going to slap me back but the police were there, then he had to use that word, I hate that word, he said to the police, ‘Keep her away from me! Never want to see her again! That Slut!'”
“C’mon, c’mon, Darling told me she had every bondage toy money could buy!” Holly was playing with the ooze between her legs, “Let’s go! I need some more dick!”
Sam had a huge smile when we went past the treadmill, “At that pace I would have beaten most the men!” We hadn’t turned off the power switch yet. Waiting for her at the curtain, one of those vertical slat things that hang from the ceiling, Ray is jumping around, a little boy on Christmas eve, wanting to unwrap his new toys. Let the curtain settle down when we were all past into complete darkness…
Anticipation building feeling our way further into the room, Ray’s cough ruining the silence, “Show us boy scout..” Sam’s voice was out of some horror movie. Soft white lighting with the first switch, stocked bar, case of mineral water on the floor that the lazy bastard should have put away. Plush U-shaped couch with water proof upholstery, a recliner, sound system. We could all see the reason for Ray’s cough, Sam’s thumb and forefinger wrapped around his balls. “Play soft jazz.” He squeaked out.
“Can you play Taylor Swift?” Holly requested. System shut down as quick as it turned on.
“Taylor Swift is not allowed in this house.” Lisa explained.
“Play Taylor for Holly.” Sam’s gritted teeth growl, grip on his balls tighter. He played that drivel for the first time as soon as ‘Lexa’ could find the song on the internet. His cock was wilting. Darling and Holly dancing to whatever this song was, sweating profusely, chugging on a bottles of mineral water. Lisa hugging Sam from behind, she had broken out in a sweat too, tits on her back slipping and sliding.
Ray was recovering with the four woman nude dancing in front of him. Indirect red lighting reveled every sex device imaginable, crosses, racks for hanging, sex swings, chiropractor table with restraints installed, padded sawhorses, shelves stocked with enough dildos to open a retail sex shop. Hints of other delights in the shadows. “Yes Ma’am..” Lisa on her knees behind Sam, tongue probing her tight little man virgin asshole and pussy.
“This one is my fav!” Darling and Holly exploring, two Chiropractor tables, has a height adjustable center pedestal, small center cushion, torso section can be tilted up or down, arm rests independently positionable with hand grips. Head rest to cup your face if you are face down, adjustable also with a strap to lock you in, Darling and Lisa love when he takes control and face fucks them. Leg section can be split or completely dropped out of the way. Straps for ankle, knees and hips, can’t move an inch when everything is done up.
“May I Ma’am?” Ray is fascinated with Sam’s flat chest, nuggets the size of a finger tip, almost no border, sticking out close to half an inch.
“No!” Sam is pinching her tits herself, “Do you have any nipple clamps boy scout?” He was back with three sets of various styles, bending on his knee, displaying his gifts to his queen. He was in agony when she refused to let him install the clamps with the big golden heart hanging from the chain. “Show me more…”
Yellow lighting appeared in the far corner, large expanse of black tile with a gutter around the border, hot tub, many shower nozzles, hand held sprayers, several shapes and seats protruding from the walls. Shelves with towels, enema and douche bags, nozzles and other supplies. Torture devices that could not be named. Sam had a crushing, violet orgasm with Lisa’s fist punch fucking her, squirting all over the couch. Ray rebuked harshly when he attempted to stuff his fat cock in Lisa’s ass. “What’s in that corner?”
Blue light revealed the same black tile, several padded tables, racks and benches. A couple of those electric fucking machines with an assortment of dildos, some with two cocks. Metal cage that would hold two human bodies, Tesla coil coming up to power hanging from the ceiling. Three professional transcutaneous electrical nerve stimulation devices for a total of twelve channels. “Physical therapist was taking liberties with the young gymnasts, we bought most of his equipment when he went to jail.” Lisa is becoming more agitated from lack of attention, slumped to the floor begging on her hands and knees. Holly and Darling trading places on the treatment tables, Ray’s cock about to burst.
“No! Hands behind your back,” Lisa jumped at Sam’s command, “Aren’t you a needy..cunt.” Lisa with her knees clamped tight, anything to stimulate her clit, Sam roughly kicked her legs apart. Hacked up some throat phlegm spitting it out on Ray’s cock, “Jack off in her face boy scout!” Sam yelling red faced.
“Fuck…” Holly standing by with a big purple dildo sticking out.
“I thought we drained him!” Darling is ragged pouring herself a shot of tequila. Lisa is shaking, interlocked fingers white knuckled behind her back, spluge dripping to her chest.
“All of you need a clean up, help her Darling,” Sam pointing to the yellow corner. Lisa is swinging her head, bewildered with her surroundings, not seeing, slipping into a drug induced euphoria. “Carry her..” Darling and Holly hooked their arms under her armpits lifting her, Ray scooped her feet.
“It’s okay baby…” Ray is soothing her, she’s like a baby, gurgles trying to imitate the words she was hearing. Bright eyed when she sees her foot move, her new brain making the connection that it is hers, new toy she can play with. Big smile making goo-goo sounds. Except her hands, locked tight with a hypnotic obsession.
“Fucking bitch!” Darling seems to tower over Sam, “What have you done to her?” All of them had been insanely draining bottles of water. Holly is torn between defending her lover or kissing away the messy man juice from Lisa’s face and chest. Ray zeros in on what Lisa needs most, his lips surrounding her nubbin. Banshee wail preceded the convulsions.
Darling, Holly and Sam wide eyed witnessed the psychotic flailing. Ray didn’t stop when her piss exploded, her thighs batting his head around. Legs locked on his head when her bowels expunged some very soft, almost diarrhea, contents. Both of them writhing on the floor in some kind of serpentine mating ritual. Began all over again when he clawed her breasts, his cock finding the promised land. The trio backed away from the two lovers wallowing in the mess, sudden need for more water.
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