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It was a week before Olive could really walk well again
, her mind though was bright enough, so on the Wednesday evening while they all ate together at no7, with Olive perched on a stack of cushions the subject was raised!
Come the sweet, Mark, champing at the bit asked her rather directly about `The Master`s comment, as reported by Gethin “if you do choose the ultimate path!” could she please explain, was she thinking of…well being bumped off?” she smiled, “I knew at the time you had picked up on that Gethin… don’t worry Mark, it’s a case of insurance!” she paused, then started again, “look, in my family is a hereditary gene, motor neurone, dieing from that is no joy, believe me, grandad and my own dad went from that, and I personally would rather go out quickly and enjoying an orgasm as I went.” Mark`s face was a mix of emotions, she took her husband`s hand, “yes I did talk to The Master, and he agreed to do the business and dispose of my body if it came to that, I didn’t tell you as it might never happen, I wouldn’t do that without telling you, you goose!”
Then she addressed them all,” I enjoy pain, crave it even, you all know that, but last weekend was just a tad too much… I wanted to stretch my limits…and it did…perhaps just too far. It was not fair on any of you, the group is a softer option and I shall come to that, but I have decided to scale The Master back to every six months and with restrictions and a safe word even at that!”
They all looked relived, and Olive being Olive, said she was looking forward already to the group, but that she would be happy doing a bit of swapping if they felt it was the way to go!
Mark slipped on a video that was condusive to the moment, as it happened mother and son stuff, he avoiding BDSM stuff for obvious reasons.
The party soon descended to become a mass of writhing arms and legs on the living room carpet, the four participant’s touching, fingering, licking and sucking whatever came within reach, be it male or female, wife husband or neighbour!
For over an hour the orgy reigned, then drinks revived them before a change of video and a second bout!
Later they lay drinks in hand naked still on the carpet, when Olive suggested perhaps Megan would like to watch her in the masters hands, not this last time the video had not arrived yet, but the time before when Mark was interrupted by the pond collapsing. This was agreed on and the correct film found and set off, Mark looking a little sheepishly at the screen and saying that The Master`s wife was `very strong willed’ and sadly Olive had suffered an extra ten minutes at the end of the treatment! Gethin understood totally but Megan`s face showed bewilderment, so Olive said she would explain later!
The film started as Olive her hands in cuffs in front of her and naked, was led into the dungeon, sat secured as Gethin had been was a naked Mark, next to him in her black suit The Master`s woman, Olive explain that she was dressed like that in case any business came in, she running the chapel of rest and greeting the bereaved should the service be needed as it had a few months ago, she being left tied to the lift and Marks collar and cuffs still in place screwing him to his chair, while The Master dealt with collection of some pour soul, which left them for an hour still bound, her with a vibe on and in place, forgotten!
They laughed together, though Olive said it was not that funny for her!
In this film which incidentally Gethin said he didn’t realise was happening as he hadn’t seen the cameras, it started with the whip and the ritual collecting of the fee, the monkeys paw collection of the third coin, being savage, but expected, though it made Megan cringe a little.
It was followed by a session with a vibrator, one of those that has a thumb near the base, that contacts the clit and if held in place too long causes convulsions. This was used for a long period, till the clock went ping it being Marks turn at the mouth of the Master`s wife, both men considered her a whizz at a blow job, Marks seed soon filling her mouth and the vibe starting up once more. Olive by this time on her back with her feet beside her head, and that vibe slipping into her arse.
That was followed when she had loosened a little by The Master mounting her analy, the vibe being back in the front hole first only the `thumb’ stopping it being pushed right inside by The Master`s thrusting body! she was told not to climax, or she would get two of the cane, the master filling her body and her willpower such that the 2 strokes were duly administered with her still in this position.
The two red tramlines neatly spaced right across her lower buttocks and her sex lips.
The final scene was of her mounted on that hideous wooden horse, and the Master`s wife, her trousers round her ankles, seated on the lap of Mark, and him valiantly trying to fill the lady, Olive explain that until her escort had filled the woman, she could not be released from that horse back. Mark by this time red of face at his being unable in the film to finish on time, the clock reading ten after the hour by the time he grunted his seed into the lady, and the rider was able to dismount!
Gethin`s remark that” he had had to endure four fillings of that lady, but it had been a near thing!” relieving the moment.
They soon went off to their respective beds, exhaustion taking over.
The women exchanging notes on the Monday over coffee as women are wont to do. The next weekend great aunt Maude was visiting No5 so nothing happened worthy of note here, but she went home on Tuesday evening, and they all knew that the group weekend was soon to be on them. Gethin had primed the members who had between the added the new couple and passed the word that Mark the new chap and Gethin`s Megan`s would only tolerate swapping from now on, though Megan would perhaps take the odd spank, but they all knew Gethin`s role and only Olive was into pain! So the quieter two were persuaded to join the others for the evening.
Thus, on the Saturday evening they all four rode, in Gethin`s motor it being more elderly and the last ½ mile being a cart track …and drove the 15 minutes up to the lonely home that was known as “Maddock`s mansion,” a tiny cottage, once a small farm in the hills, with a couple of small outhouses, one of which, an old and outwardly ramshackle barn was “converted for a clubhouse” Maddock having “done it up look you!” by fitting a tiny bar, insulated the place (, Gethin called it insulted it Maddock being a rough sort of DIY builder!) and fitted lights and heat so it was at least warm dry and fairly comfortable, soft furnishings and floor rugs, along with a St Andrews cross and a lift the only things giving the game away as to its purpose as a clubhouse. They were first to arrive Maddock and his wife an Indian lady called Ramani greeting them with drinks and little snacks, they were soon joined by Mike Pemberton, and Pete Roxbury, with there wives Jane, a big lump of a busty blonde, and Tilly a dark-haired lady of 50 summers that had a body to die for! The new folk, Mark and Olive were introduced. They were a mixed bunch to say the least Maddock having met Ramani in his service days working in a brothel in some distant posting where she worked as a dominant which suited him fine, Jane a lover of having her not inconsiderable breasts mauled about, her hubby just enjoying sharing her and Tilly a great all-rounder, with a sadistic hubby, glad of someone else to divert his attention from her body!
Olive introduced herself as a masochist, Mark as a bit of a wimp only here for swapping, and of course they all knew Gethin and Megan, who had brought along home-made cakes and pastries “to keep up the energy levels!”
Soft music played, drinks flowed Mike being the local bobby and the journey over very quiet back roads the drink drive issue if kept to sensible limits, not being particularly a problem!
Either way it broke down any barriers even if they were small. The DVDS of the last session being shared one to each couple as again was their way, Maddock asking if anyone minded if he filmed here again tonight (he did this every time, it was his ritual!) there were no objections, so the camera on its tripod was set to film.
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However, it was Gethin, who set the ball rolling, he had brought along one of the videos of Olive and The Master, just to prove she was not just saying she could take it. (since the showing of the film I told you of, he had watched a few of them, with Megan, this one as yet he had not seen!) Maddock offering to transfer all Olive`s videos to that medium for her, if she fetched them in with her sometime! The lights were lowered, and the film began. In this one, a very early one, Olive said, she was fetched into the room, fitted with nipple clamps and lifted to her tiptoe`s, before being whipped for a while, strangely Marks involvement or for that matter The Master`s wife, were not filmed though they were seen to be present in the background. It finished with a ride on that blessed horse, though again, the onlookers involvement was not mentioned, the session finishing on the stroke of the clock, and a frame or two afterwards showing her in tears and the state of her sex, bruised red and throbbing.
The group applauded Olive though by now Mike had his hand under Tilly`s skirt and Jane, was naked on Pete Roxbury’s lap. Ramani, was chewing on Megan`s nipples, and clothing being shed in the half-darkness at an alarming rate. Partners being changed willy-nilly, folk writhing about like snakes in a pit, though there seemed to be no real coupling, just the fingering, tongue work and general excitement they so enjoyed as an aperitif! Maddock must have set last times DVD to run and on the wall-screen they used, as there was a picture of this very room with Ramani whip in hand taking her time about whipping Mike and Jane alternately showing in colour, though few were taking more than the odd glimpse as the first minor orgasms of the night began.
Another round of drinks and the naked group like a village social held a raffle, bizarrely it was Olive who was the prize, and the tickets were free, picked from a bucket 6 to a member who wished to dominate the prize!
Olive was now given a pair of cuffs, her partner Mark with Maddock `s prompting securing her to the lift and, announced that the winner could use his lady in any way they wished for a half hour, short of disfigurement. They were all red tickets, and the one pulled by Jane was No136, which proved to be Ramani.
The winner leapt up in an excited way Her eyes pools of dark brown, soft gentleness that flashed with a strange glitter of deep-seated evil. Her very long and shiny black hair tied back in a pony tail, her nipples erect and her body shining with expectation, as she advanced on Olive, caressing her breasts with a soft and warm hand, then sadly holding a pack of sterile needles and a small cup up for her prize victim to see.
“I have here 6 new unused needles, and a dice, your hubby must roll the dice and the number it comes up with is the number of them that will penetrate your body, the only choice you get is where!
Olives eyes never left the eyes of this sadistic winner of her body, defiantly saying “she understood madam” and they all waited in silence for Mark to take the cup shake it and tip the dice with a thump onto the bar top, lifting the upturned cup from the now silent dice and scuttling back to Tilly`s warm body, as if he did not want to know what he had sentenced his beloved wife too receiving!
Maddock behind the bar, being nearest and first to see, howled “THREE, SHES GOT A THREE,” and every eye instantly turned back to the secure Olive.
Olive still with her eyes fixed on Ramani`s, didn’t show any emotion at all.
Secured as she was her arms above her head, feet flat on the floor, she tried desperately to read the eastern woman`s mind, instinctively she knew in her heart that this woman had a streak of pure venom in her, knew wherever she picked would not be treated to any mercy at all. Believing that the breast would be her safest bet, she clearly told the woman to “use her left breast first!”
Without hesitation the coffee coloured hand broke out the first of the needles, a vicious looking long steel rod that glittered in the lights menacingly. Her left hand gently cupped the indicated breast lifting it, almost caressing it in her left palm then the right hand positioned the tip of the thing on the pliant skin, centrally about an inch above the nipple.
The sharp point depressed the skin, the tip making a small depression until with an almost triumphant lunge the steel invader broke the skin and began its journey into her meaty breast.
Olive knew they all wanted her to suffer, it was the reason for the whole group, sexual excitement by pain, even Tilly, Megan` and Mark, who professed not to enjoy pain, would find something in her suffering, they were here she knew, to enjoy her pain, her humiliation and her desires to be used…
The needle was pushed relentlessly deeper and deeper, regardless of nerves, and ducts, the steel invader causing silent tears as Olive, desperately trying not to show weakness this first time of being used, defied her aggressor, who was as equally determined to make her scream
Ramani her eyes fixed on her victims, kept up the pressure, the needle slowly oh so very slowly raising the skin under the torn breast to a pointed pimple, Ramani`s fingers opening to allow the thing to tear out through the stretched skin, in a final try to get her victim to cry out Ramani lifted the breast then dropped the weighty sac, the needle end sticking itself into Olive body, unexpectedly, and causing her to utter only a short but to Ramani, a very satisfying cry.
By now Olive could see Tilly was on Mark her husband`s lap, obviously well impaled, Gethin and Jane as well, similarly engaged though she could hear the others grunting and groaning in extasy, but she could not see them for Ramani`s body, another of those needles in her hand waiting her instructions as to a location.
She glanced at the other breast, they both knew it would be, but Ramani waited, squeezing every tiny drip of humiliation from the situation. Pandering to the situation, and defiant as she could be despite the pain already in her left breast, Olive, said as steadily as her pain would allow, “my right breast mistress if it pleases you.”
A sadistic smile flitted over Ramani`s face, again raising the breast with her left hand, but this time threading the needle between her fingers under the soft sac. With a smile she withdrew the left hand, the point of the needle striking upwards this time, into the breast. supporting the weight of the baby feeder on the ever further intruding point. The pain of this slow and relentless self-impaling worse that in the other breast.
Ramani`s smile now undisguised, her adversary, beginning to groan as the pain increased. They were the only two people in their world, a clash of minds? Well perhaps, but more a complete understanding, a coming to terms, a link.
With a back-ground of the of the sounds of masturbation and multiple copulation, as if by mutual consent, Olive began to scream noisily.
The tip lifting the skin now, a tiny pointed mountain on a smooth and unblemished surface, supporting the whole breast-weight. Ramani almost as an after-though slapping the nipple just enough to tear the reluctant needle point through the skin. That in itself a relief, but the subsequent movement of breast-meat down the greasy pole of the long needle was another trauma.
Olive heard rather than saw the third needle crackle from its packing, each breast a throbbing pain filled area, she was already high from. She waited, the needle appeared before her eyes, and the voice said “Where?”
“I am yours Mistress, your prize, perhaps wherever you would like to receive this infinite pain, for you I shall bear the pain
A broad smile crossed the face of Ramani, “good answer my pet, I have fantasised of this occasionally, but never been in the position to see if I could take it…perhaps one day you will win me and can see!”
She knelt, the needle poised in her right fingers, and her lips eagerly kissing her victims sex, which Olive held forward for her, opening her legs to accommodate the needle as well, knowing she was powerless to avoid the penetration and thinking it more sensible to ease the passage as best she could.
Soft fingers gripped the left lip pinching and pushing the blood from the area. Then, suddenly, like an electric shock the needle struck and through it went. Maddock could only thank those above for the location of the little place, it being out of earshot of the neighbours, olives scream as the needle struck and her orgasm flowed. The sound had a knock-on effect, Mark particularly cuming like a train, just by the effect of his wife`s vocal encouragement.
Olive however knew that it was not over yet, Ramani too was waiting, and moved her fingers to the opposite lip. Olive knew what to expect and with a nod, just as she expected the needle was thrust through the lip enthusiastically. Endorphins flooded the woman`s body, the pain hot and massive, as was the cry of anguish as she began once more to orgasm, Ramani too enjoying the power of the moment, and groans and moans from the remainder telling their own stories, each and every one having reached at least one peek.
The removal of the steel pins was another thing, equally painful, and again in the same order fetching our girl to the top of the roller-coaster as each was pulled roughly from the bodies grip.
Willing hands helped her from her binding`s and she found herself in Ramani`s arms, her first real lesbian kiss since college, together they rolled on the carpet, each thanking her opposite number in her own way.
The games broke up late, every one of the group happy and satisfied they knew they all would walk this way again.
It was a week before Olive could really walk well again
, her mind though was bright enough, so on the Wednesday evening while they all ate together at no7, with Olive perched on a stack of cushions the subject was raised!
Come the sweet, Mark, champing at the bit asked her rather directly about `The Master`s comment, as reported by Gethin “if you do choose the ultimate path!” could she please explain, was she thinking of…well being bumped off?” she smiled, “I knew at the time you had picked up on that Gethin… don’t worry Mark, it’s a case of insurance!” she paused, then started again, “look, in my family is a hereditary gene, motor neurone, dieing from that is no joy, believe me, grandad and my own dad went from that, and I personally would rather go out quickly and enjoying an orgasm as I went.” Mark`s face was a mix of emotions, she took her husband`s hand, “yes I did talk to The Master, and he agreed to do the business and dispose of my body if it came to that, I didn’t tell you as it might never happen, I wouldn’t do that without telling you, you goose!”
Then she addressed them all,” I enjoy pain, crave it even, you all know that, but last weekend was just a tad too much… I wanted to stretch my limits…and it did…perhaps just too far. It was not fair on any of you, the group is a softer option and I shall come to that, but I have decided to scale The Master back to every six months and with restrictions and a safe word even at that!”
They all looked relived, and Olive being Olive, said she was looking forward already to the group, but that she would be happy doing a bit of swapping if they felt it was the way to go!
Mark slipped on a video that was condusive to the moment, as it happened mother and son stuff, he avoiding BDSM stuff for obvious reasons.
The party soon descended to become a mass of writhing arms and legs on the living room carpet, the four participant’s touching, fingering, licking and sucking whatever came within reach, be it male or female, wife husband or neighbour!
For over an hour the orgy reigned, then drinks revived them before a change of video and a second bout!
Later they lay drinks in hand naked still on the carpet, when Olive suggested perhaps Megan would like to watch her in the masters hands, not this last time the video had not arrived yet, but the time before when Mark was interrupted by the pond collapsing. This was agreed on and the correct film found and set off, Mark looking a little sheepishly at the screen and saying that The Master`s wife was `very strong willed’ and sadly Olive had suffered an extra ten minutes at the end of the treatment! Gethin understood totally but Megan`s face showed bewilderment, so Olive said she would explain later!
The film started as Olive her hands in cuffs in front of her and naked, was led into the dungeon, sat secured as Gethin had been was a naked Mark, next to him in her black suit The Master`s woman, Olive explain that she was dressed like that in case any business came in, she running the chapel of rest and greeting the bereaved should the service be needed as it had a few months ago, she being left tied to the lift and Marks collar and cuffs still in place screwing him to his chair, while The Master dealt with collection of some pour soul, which left them for an hour still bound, her with a vibe on and in place, forgotten!
They laughed together, though Olive said it was not that funny for her!
In this film which incidentally Gethin said he didn’t realise was happening as he hadn’t seen the cameras, it started with the whip and the ritual collecting of the fee, the monkeys paw collection of the third coin, being savage, but expected, though it made Megan cringe a little.
It was followed by a session with a vibrator, one of those that has a thumb near the base, that contacts the clit and if held in place too long causes convulsions. This was used for a long period, till the clock went ping it being Marks turn at the mouth of the Master`s wife, both men considered her a whizz at a blow job, Marks seed soon filling her mouth and the vibe starting up once more. Olive by this time on her back with her feet beside her head, and that vibe slipping into her arse.
That was followed when she had loosened a little by The Master mounting her analy, the vibe being back in the front hole first only the `thumb’ stopping it being pushed right inside by The Master`s thrusting body! she was told not to climax, or she would get two of the cane, the master filling her body and her willpower such that the 2 strokes were duly administered with her still in this position.
The two red tramlines neatly spaced right across her lower buttocks and her sex lips.
The final scene was of her mounted on that hideous wooden horse, and the Master`s wife, her trousers round her ankles, seated on the lap of Mark, and him valiantly trying to fill the lady, Olive explain that until her escort had filled the woman, she could not be released from that horse back. Mark by this time red of face at his being unable in the film to finish on time, the clock reading ten after the hour by the time he grunted his seed into the lady, and the rider was able to dismount!
Gethin`s remark that” he had had to endure four fillings of that lady, but it had been a near thing!” relieving the moment.
They soon went off to their respective beds, exhaustion taking over.
The women exchanging notes on the Monday over coffee as women are wont to do. The next weekend great aunt Maude was visiting No5 so nothing happened worthy of note here, but she went home on Tuesday evening, and they all knew that the group weekend was soon to be on them. Gethin had primed the members who had between the added the new couple and passed the word that Mark the new chap and Gethin`s Megan`s would only tolerate swapping from now on, though Megan would perhaps take the odd spank, but they all knew Gethin`s role and only Olive was into pain! So the quieter two were persuaded to join the others for the evening.
Thus, on the Saturday evening they all four rode, in Gethin`s motor it being more elderly and the last ½ mile being a cart track …and drove the 15 minutes up to the lonely home that was known as “Maddock`s mansion,” a tiny cottage, once a small farm in the hills, with a couple of small outhouses, one of which, an old and outwardly ramshackle barn was “converted for a clubhouse” Maddock having “done it up look you!” by fitting a tiny bar, insulated the place (, Gethin called it insulted it Maddock being a rough sort of DIY builder!) and fitted lights and heat so it was at least warm dry and fairly comfortable, soft furnishings and floor rugs, along with a St Andrews cross and a lift the only things giving the game away as to its purpose as a clubhouse. They were first to arrive Maddock and his wife an Indian lady called Ramani greeting them with drinks and little snacks, they were soon joined by Mike Pemberton, and Pete Roxbury, with there wives Jane, a big lump of a busty blonde, and Tilly a dark-haired lady of 50 summers that had a body to die for! The new folk, Mark and Olive were introduced. They were a mixed bunch to say the least Maddock having met Ramani in his service days working in a brothel in some distant posting where she worked as a dominant which suited him fine, Jane a lover of having her not inconsiderable breasts mauled about, her hubby just enjoying sharing her and Tilly a great all-rounder, with a sadistic hubby, glad of someone else to divert his attention from her body!
Olive introduced herself as a masochist, Mark as a bit of a wimp only here for swapping, and of course they all knew Gethin and Megan, who had brought along home-made cakes and pastries “to keep up the energy levels!”
Soft music played, drinks flowed Mike being the local bobby and the journey over very quiet back roads the drink drive issue if kept to sensible limits, not being particularly a problem!
Either way it broke down any barriers even if they were small. The DVDS of the last session being shared one to each couple as again was their way, Maddock asking if anyone minded if he filmed here again tonight (he did this every time, it was his ritual!) there were no objections, so the camera on its tripod was set to film.
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However, it was Gethin, who set the ball rolling, he had brought along one of the videos of Olive and The Master, just to prove she was not just saying she could take it. (since the showing of the film I told you of, he had watched a few of them, with Megan, this one as yet he had not seen!) Maddock offering to transfer all Olive`s videos to that medium for her, if she fetched them in with her sometime! The lights were lowered, and the film began. In this one, a very early one, Olive said, she was fetched into the room, fitted with nipple clamps and lifted to her tiptoe`s, before being whipped for a while, strangely Marks involvement or for that matter The Master`s wife, were not filmed though they were seen to be present in the background. It finished with a ride on that blessed horse, though again, the onlookers involvement was not mentioned, the session finishing on the stroke of the clock, and a frame or two afterwards showing her in tears and the state of her sex, bruised red and throbbing.
The group applauded Olive though by now Mike had his hand under Tilly`s skirt and Jane, was naked on Pete Roxbury’s lap. Ramani, was chewing on Megan`s nipples, and clothing being shed in the half-darkness at an alarming rate. Partners being changed willy-nilly, folk writhing about like snakes in a pit, though there seemed to be no real coupling, just the fingering, tongue work and general excitement they so enjoyed as an aperitif! Maddock must have set last times DVD to run and on the wall-screen they used, as there was a picture of this very room with Ramani whip in hand taking her time about whipping Mike and Jane alternately showing in colour, though few were taking more than the odd glimpse as the first minor orgasms of the night began.
Another round of drinks and the naked group like a village social held a raffle, bizarrely it was Olive who was the prize, and the tickets were free, picked from a bucket 6 to a member who wished to dominate the prize!
Olive was now given a pair of cuffs, her partner Mark with Maddock `s prompting securing her to the lift and, announced that the winner could use his lady in any way they wished for a half hour, short of disfigurement. They were all red tickets, and the one pulled by Jane was No136, which proved to be Ramani.
The winner leapt up in an excited way Her eyes pools of dark brown, soft gentleness that flashed with a strange glitter of deep-seated evil. Her very long and shiny black hair tied back in a pony tail, her nipples erect and her body shining with expectation, as she advanced on Olive, caressing her breasts with a soft and warm hand, then sadly holding a pack of sterile needles and a small cup up for her prize victim to see.
“I have here 6 new unused needles, and a dice, your hubby must roll the dice and the number it comes up with is the number of them that will penetrate your body, the only choice you get is where!
Olives eyes never left the eyes of this sadistic winner of her body, defiantly saying “she understood madam” and they all waited in silence for Mark to take the cup shake it and tip the dice with a thump onto the bar top, lifting the upturned cup from the now silent dice and scuttling back to Tilly`s warm body, as if he did not want to know what he had sentenced his beloved wife too receiving!
Maddock behind the bar, being nearest and first to see, howled “THREE, SHES GOT A THREE,” and every eye instantly turned back to the secure Olive.
Olive still with her eyes fixed on Ramani`s, didn’t show any emotion at all.
Secured as she was her arms above her head, feet flat on the floor, she tried desperately to read the eastern woman`s mind, instinctively she knew in her heart that this woman had a streak of pure venom in her, knew wherever she picked would not be treated to any mercy at all. Believing that the breast would be her safest bet, she clearly told the woman to “use her left breast first!”
Without hesitation the coffee coloured hand broke out the first of the needles, a vicious looking long steel rod that glittered in the lights menacingly. Her left hand gently cupped the indicated breast lifting it, almost caressing it in her left palm then the right hand positioned the tip of the thing on the pliant skin, centrally about an inch above the nipple.
The sharp point depressed the skin, the tip making a small depression until with an almost triumphant lunge the steel invader broke the skin and began its journey into her meaty breast.
Olive knew they all wanted her to suffer, it was the reason for the whole group, sexual excitement by pain, even Tilly, Megan` and Mark, who professed not to enjoy pain, would find something in her suffering, they were here she knew, to enjoy her pain, her humiliation and her desires to be used…
The needle was pushed relentlessly deeper and deeper, regardless of nerves, and ducts, the steel invader causing silent tears as Olive, desperately trying not to show weakness this first time of being used, defied her aggressor, who was as equally determined to make her scream
Ramani her eyes fixed on her victims, kept up the pressure, the needle slowly oh so very slowly raising the skin under the torn breast to a pointed pimple, Ramani`s fingers opening to allow the thing to tear out through the stretched skin, in a final try to get her victim to cry out Ramani lifted the breast then dropped the weighty sac, the needle end sticking itself into Olive body, unexpectedly, and causing her to utter only a short but to Ramani, a very satisfying cry.
By now Olive could see Tilly was on Mark her husband`s lap, obviously well impaled, Gethin and Jane as well, similarly engaged though she could hear the others grunting and groaning in extasy, but she could not see them for Ramani`s body, another of those needles in her hand waiting her instructions as to a location.
She glanced at the other breast, they both knew it would be, but Ramani waited, squeezing every tiny drip of humiliation from the situation. Pandering to the situation, and defiant as she could be despite the pain already in her left breast, Olive, said as steadily as her pain would allow, “my right breast mistress if it pleases you.”
A sadistic smile flitted over Ramani`s face, again raising the breast with her left hand, but this time threading the needle between her fingers under the soft sac. With a smile she withdrew the left hand, the point of the needle striking upwards this time, into the breast. supporting the weight of the baby feeder on the ever further intruding point. The pain of this slow and relentless self-impaling worse that in the other breast.
Ramani`s smile now undisguised, her adversary, beginning to groan as the pain increased. They were the only two people in their world, a clash of minds? Well perhaps, but more a complete understanding, a coming to terms, a link.
With a back-ground of the of the sounds of masturbation and multiple copulation, as if by mutual consent, Olive began to scream noisily.
The tip lifting the skin now, a tiny pointed mountain on a smooth and unblemished surface, supporting the whole breast-weight. Ramani almost as an after-though slapping the nipple just enough to tear the reluctant needle point through the skin. That in itself a relief, but the subsequent movement of breast-meat down the greasy pole of the long needle was another trauma.
Olive heard rather than saw the third needle crackle from its packing, each breast a throbbing pain filled area, she was already high from. She waited, the needle appeared before her eyes, and the voice said “Where?”
“I am yours Mistress, your prize, perhaps wherever you would like to receive this infinite pain, for you I shall bear the pain
A broad smile crossed the face of Ramani, “good answer my pet, I have fantasised of this occasionally, but never been in the position to see if I could take it…perhaps one day you will win me and can see!”
She knelt, the needle poised in her right fingers, and her lips eagerly kissing her victims sex, which Olive held forward for her, opening her legs to accommodate the needle as well, knowing she was powerless to avoid the penetration and thinking it more sensible to ease the passage as best she could.
Soft fingers gripped the left lip pinching and pushing the blood from the area. Then, suddenly, like an electric shock the needle struck and through it went. Maddock could only thank those above for the location of the little place, it being out of earshot of the neighbours, olives scream as the needle struck and her orgasm flowed. The sound had a knock-on effect, Mark particularly cuming like a train, just by the effect of his wife`s vocal encouragement.
Olive however knew that it was not over yet, Ramani too was waiting, and moved her fingers to the opposite lip. Olive knew what to expect and with a nod, just as she expected the needle was thrust through the lip enthusiastically. Endorphins flooded the woman`s body, the pain hot and massive, as was the cry of anguish as she began once more to orgasm, Ramani too enjoying the power of the moment, and groans and moans from the remainder telling their own stories, each and every one having reached at least one peek.
The removal of the steel pins was another thing, equally painful, and again in the same order fetching our girl to the top of the roller-coaster as each was pulled roughly from the bodies grip.
Willing hands helped her from her binding`s and she found herself in Ramani`s arms, her first real lesbian kiss since college, together they rolled on the carpet, each thanking her opposite number in her own way.
The games broke up late, every one of the group happy and satisfied they knew they all would walk this way again.
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