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Holiday surprise part3
On return to our suburban life style, we spent the first week, catching up on everything. I had a commission to complete as well as my Monday to Friday work as a bus driver and that of course had to come first. Before I started I had the frames made, as I did not want to send the completed work to the framers, the men there knew both me and my lady wife and there`s no point in inviting a reputation is there, and giving my local carpenter a cheap thrill is not what it`s all about!
Our sex life had gone from near zero to top of the scale in 14 days of English holiday and it was all based on memories of a style of sex I doubted I would ever have had the chance of trying, or that my beloved wife would even have dreamed of in a bad dream but of course we had the photographs.
A day or two later, I came home from a morning shift to find our bed ruffled and some of the prints s**ttered on our bed, her plastic friend on the side table and my wife in the on-suite bathroom, it was obvious my lady had been masturbating. So being me I had a look at the particular prints she had out.
The first two were of poor Joe, his body covered in those black ants writhing in agony; the third was of Eve, her body covered in red stripes, hanging from the lift and the rest were of Patty herself in varicose poses, all the ones that showed her in pain of some sort.
I sat on our bed and awaited her return from her bath, she was surprised to see me sitting there surrounded with her pictures as it was my normal practise to make a brew of tea and wander off to my ‘studio’. “Are we really perverted Teddy?” She said as she gently kissed me.
That I had to think about for a bit as I had never thought of it as a perversion, enjoying sexual freedom to me is one of the freedoms of life, if you want to dress in the other genders clothes, stand on your head and have your arse smacked or have it off while sky diving that`s ok by me as long as the people involved are old enough to make their own decision to be involved and no one is mentally hurt or permanently disfigured, I can see no problem , of course that`s within the bounds of not upsetting the neighbouring onlookers or waking the authorities, no one needs a scandal or a sentence do they!
“No were not perverted my love just enjoying sexual freedom” I reassured her “the family, do, do one or two things that I am not that happy about I will admit, sex in public on the open sands being one and permanently marking Eve would have been another if I didn`t know it was her wish. But if someone desires to cause someone pain and their victim wants to be hurt that`s up to the people concerned”
She looked thoughtful, then slowly said that “she had never been as sexually high as she had been at the homestead, though it had been agony it had been the best sex she had ever had and that that was no reflection on the sex she had had with me through our life together.”
She then went on to say she felt she wanted to go further along that road,” did I mind as I had not had a great involvement during the holiday.”
Me? I had enjoyed it more than anything we had done sexually before and I told her that” Watching her absorbing the pain had had a strange effect as well a form of loving that I could not explain wanting to give her whatever it was what she desired, wielding that whip on her body had been a rush of adrenaline that had lifted me more than anything I could ever remember.”
We talked for a long time she explained; how she had felt spending the night with Eve, that though she had enjoyed the loving it had not been as satisfying as having full sex with a man though that`s not to say she had not achieved a fantastic orgasm, but it had been different. She went on to say that there were some things that had turned her on more than others, on the plus side was being whipped, especially by Eve and I,(which surprised me , having only administered one stroke) the insects, she said was a fantasy she had had since watching Joe, and she understood the thinking behind Eve being branded, though she was not sure she could bear that level of pain she said that if I requested her to wear a mark she would seriously consider it. The horse she had had to endure she said for me as she could see just by my face I had enjoyed that, she was not going to rush to do it again she said as it left her bruised for so long, but the orgasm had been magic! (I wasn’t keen on her doing that again in honesty as I had been on hand jobs for that first week at home due to the bruises)
On the things she didn’t want to try again were anything out in public, or giving pain to others as she didn`t feel that was something for her. In private though she said I could do anything I wanted to her body now as it was mine, the cork was well and truly out of that bottle.
We had sex, missionary, sex, no kinks, no ‘perversions’ no frills just sex pure and simple while all the time she assured me that she still loved me, and that Trevor and the family were just joy, an enhancement, a game.
I went to my studio with much to think about, I suppose I had been worried that I was perhaps losing her to Trevor, perhaps to the way of life, now I was reassured.
Patty came to my studio with a brew, to see the progress on the first of the canvases. We both needed to talk but we were tongue-tied like a couple of k**s such with the enormity of the whole idea of expanding our lives here at home.
I suggested perhaps we could select some restraints from a magazine or online and perhaps something to use like a riding crop or whatever. She in turn suggested a gag as our home was so close to other properties, we laughed then she said that the insect thing had turned her on so much that we were going to have to try that soon, but I felt the ants were a bit difficult as we had nowhere to enjoy it in a suburban garden it would need thought, we were soon off indoors for another quickey before the k**s got home.
She was off shopping when I returned next day, and I spent a while tidying the garden. Our vegetable patch gave me an Idea or two, especially the cabbages where those white butterfly`s had laid their spawn, usually a big nuisance but today it was a god sent bounty. A jam jar from the kitchen and half-hours work had the jar bottom covered and a leaf for food I soon had some new pets.
The rest I sprayed as was the way of gardeners, though I saved a cabbage by enclosing it with its contents in a large plastic bag. I then went to our room taking the jar, some cord, a spare sheet and some clothes pegs which I hid in the bedside cabinet.
Patty was soon home for tea, after which I went to my studio and went on with the second painting.
The normal routine when on early shift, I went off to bed about ten though I insisted Patty joined me. Once in our room, we covered the bed with the spare sheet before I ordered her to strip, then together, using the cord I secured her to our divan bed, she was soon beginning to show her arousal by her nipples having swollen and her sex becoming wet. I covered her eyes with a towel then attached a peg to each nipple, Patty began to squirm not being able to scream for fear of worrying the k**s, who were watching their respective tellies in their respective rooms at the other end of the house. So I left her for a short period to soak up the discomfort while I checked on them and turned out the youngest`s TV.
Next on return, I carefully emptied the contents of the jar onto and into her sex which I held open for maximum impact, the result was instant, she began to achieve an orgasm as soon as those caterpillars began to wriggle. I held her slot open, so my little friends would not be crushed as she achieved her second orgasm; one enterprising green bug began to enter her body, so I pushed some of his friends in to join him. The effect was electrifying, her body convulsed and wriggled in her bonds as she had multiple orgasms. The towel was long gone her face was a mask of effort as she struggled to keep quiet, it went on for what seemed like hours but in reality, it was just a few moments. I released her bonds and she dragged me into her bed like a drowning man after a life-raft. It was a long night and I was nearly late for work next morning.
The third and fourth, pictures took nearly two months to finish, the caterpillar`s had long become butterfly`s and we had experimented with our new securing kit and the ball gag, which had arrived from postal sales, we had tried various bugs in lieu of the caterpillars, even snails had had their place slithering across Patties clit but nothing really came to the heights of those original green bugs.
It was nearly time to deliver the painting`s, Patty had kept in touch with Eve by post, with Eves throat precluding the use of the telephone, she asked in one of her later missive that, we listed the things we wanted to do when we visited. And I was pleased to note the things we did not find really on turning, Patty and I spent a lot of hours thinking out the choices as a “menu” for the weekend, before, from the longish list, Patty in secret picked her menu sending it to Trevor for his approval.
After work on the Friday we loaded the covered master-pieces, the k**s visiting her mother`s home for the weekend we were free… We threw our bag into the back seat, and set off to Kent, Patty in a great state of arousal knowing what was to come and if truth was known so was I! It was a late and wet evening as we arrived at the homestead; Joe met us and soon had us with a brew of tea in hand sitting in front of the open fire in the lounge, he said Eve and Trevor would be back soon they had had to go into town to the pub “to collect something. “
I emptied the car into the second bedroom the paintings still covered. We would have an un-veiling ceremony later. Just then our hostess and her young master arrived, carrying a package which they put in the dungeon for the night. They too had a seat and a pot of hot tea, while we had a chat in the gentle light of the log fire.
Trevor wanted the details of the caterpillar event and how we had been enjoying what he, grinning, called the “new Patty”. Patty explained the details of the caterpillar incident leaving nothing to the imagination, Eve I noticed, began to squirm a little as if she could, in her own imagination, feel every tiny feeling Patty was describing. A point not missed by Trevor. He had Joe describe for her how she had coped with the anthill which she had had to endure back in the spring; that she had had to endure an hour on the heap wearing tubes fore and aft to allow the little black insect`s free range of her interior. He said she had written the effect had been sexually exciting and horrifying at the same time. Even a small move had the little b**sts biting strongly and keeping still was the hardest thing in the world. She had gone on to write that her sex had been swollen by the bites, both inside and out and that the ordeal was followed by Joe and Trevor taking turns to have her, despite the swelling or the discomfort. She put that it was one of the best and worse things she had done here.
Trevor now wanted to see the paintings, one at a time I revealed my “masterpieces” The assembled group were most enthusiastic of my few talents, Eve even lifting her skirt and Proudly showing us the brand on her naked rump, comparing the real with her image, it was near but not perfect, but it had been from imagination.
Trevor, now suggested we would all benefit from a good night`s sleep, however to get things rolling he suggested we swap partners, Eve and I in one room and the others with Patty in the other. That was agreed, we all spent the rest of the night in gentle sex and sleep alternately, and in our case there was no hint of the menu, known only to Patty and Trevor. I can`t say how things progressed in Trevor`s room, but at breakfast there was a spring in her step and a look on her face, the like of which with perhaps only a few exceptions, I had not seen since we left the homestead in the summer.
Though I think we all were keen to share the day`s events we all sat having pre-breakfast coffee. “Now” said Trevor “firstly, lets deal with ted”, all eyes turned to me, I was about to say that I was not in to taking pain, chicken I know but it`s not my thing at all, I have a devious mind, am a sadist, yes in my mind, but taking pain is not my thing at all, when he said that he had a present for me, a movie camera.
Trevor handed me a beautiful 16mm movie camera; he said that he knew I would have done a good job of the pictures and the photos last time and he didn`t want to insult me with a payment, though he would pay for the mounting and framing`s, as they couldn`t afford what he felt they were worth, they had come up with the idea of the camera, obtained from a friend in the business [an expensive item at that time] so we could all enjoy the films and I would have a role to play as he could see I was not a born sub, though perhaps I was a happy cuckold. I was touched, at his thoughtfulness and I spent the next hour trying my new toy, Joe and Trevor hanging the paintings while the girls preparing breakfast which we all ate with relish.
Strangely we all wanted to see what Patty had on her menu, but for some reason no-one wanted to raise the matter, or make the first move, however we all knew that the weekend was not a long time, so we moved to the dungeon. Rain pattered on the roof of what previously had been the double garage, what had been a warm stuffy world in the summer, was now a cool spot in the winter; however, an old paraffin heater was struggling manfully if a little smelly to take off the chill.
“Item one” Trevor said “was to pick balls as usual, but only the two ladies, so with trepidation Patty first picked one ball of each colour, including 2 of the new blue ones with the items to use written on them, then Eve did the same. Patty had drawn the lift and Eve the pillory. Trevor discarded the green balls saying that the twist was that Patty had decided that they would be punishing each other, after a flip of a coin. Eve flipped the coin and Patty called, winning the toss. Eve had drawn the cane and pegs on the blue balls. She slowly removed her clothes and placed her wrists and neck in the pillory, which Joe happily secured. Patty fetched pegs and attached them to Eve’s nipples then a cane from the wall swishing it a couple of times then asked, “how many strokes”. “4” Trevor replied. Swish crack, the first stroke laid across her back, Eve would have screamed if she had been able, a second then a third across the same area but lower each time followed by one across the buttocks. Patty had really laid them on, Joe released her victim, it was now a case of Eve taking her revenge, and Patty must have known that, deliberately being hard on Eve.
Patty removed her clothes, what few she had bothered to put on that morning, then slowly walked up to the lift. Joe fitting her with cuffs and Trevor, with his black light read the balls, blue first.
“Oh dear” he said, “something new for you Patty. A paddle and to be lifted by your Breast`s”. Eve briefly smiled then began to bind patty`s breasts with soft rope, the victim holding each in turn to assist the binding. Joe then secured her wrists in front of her, when it was done to their satisfaction; she passed the rope over the hook and tied it off. Patty`s breasts were now a shade of purple blue that I had never before seen as she was lifted till her feet were just clear of the floor her whole weight pulling on her now tender breast`s.
Eve now with a flourish fetched Patty a resounding smack across both cheeks with the paddle, Trevor called out the number on the red ball, “8” he called, each stroke made the hung body jerk uncontrollably, causing her more pain, something Eve must have known, rapidly the hard blows fell 5,-6,-7 then the final 8th stroke.
Joe lowered Patty to the ground, to her relief and Eve removed the bindings. The returning circulation causing more huge discomfort,t so we stopped for a short rest. Joe was now lifted by his wrists and Patty was allowed to use the paddle on him as he had laughed when she had said her “tits were aching badly” no numbers or balls just simple punishment, he definitely knew he had had the paddle by the time she had finished.
. The morning having past, we stopped for a snack, partly for time out, partly to keep some strength! Trevor said that as it was Patty`s weekend he would take no part except to see fair play and we would stick to the menu as well as they could, though only Patty and he knew what was on the thing, so it was all fresh for Eve, Joe and I
Trevor announced that the next item was the ants, however as the weather was against that and the anthill was he said, “out of season”, so he had laid on an alternative.
We returned to the dungeon, were both Eve and patty were fitted back to back with wrist and ankle cuffs then a spreader bar to keep the legs open and blindfolds before Joe and I raised them both by the ankles on the lift till their hair and nothing else was just touching the floor. Trevor meanwhile had opened the package he had placed in the dungeon the night before it was a box of bait worms, A writhing mass of pink and brown, simple slippery worms.
He then approached the women and gently slipped a short tube to keep them open, and a funnel into each backside dropping a large worm into each cone, Eve first, the effect was instant, and she began to wriggle jerk and convulse, it was Patty`s turn now he picked the longest worm he could see, then lowered the slippery creature into her tube. He removed the funnel, placing a single large worm in each now wet sex, and then a group of the wriggling mass on each woman`s crutch. We then left them to enjoy the sensation, though the camera was left to watch over them. Odd worms fell from the mass catching on any protruding part of the upturned body`s, lodging on both bellies and breasts and in Patties case one spent seconds slithering across her throat to fall via her nose to the floor.
Orgasm`s were ripping through both women when we returned after about 20 minutes, a small pile of worms was, on the floor beneath each body, which we returned to the box along with the remaining ones from each crotch, Patty asked to be lowered down as her head beginning to ache from her position, so Trevor released the wrists as Joe lowered the women, so each was lying on her back only their legs being raised. Each victim still had live worms slowly moving within their orifice`s
Both were limp from multi orgasms and whimpering piteously. We three men knelt beside the two ladies at Trevor’s request before he went on to tell the ladies that until all we men had climaxed they were staying where they were.
Hands eagerly gripped members and with some urgency we were worked to an orgasm apiece which I freely admit took no time flat in my case! We released the girls and they went off to shower, Trevor telling them they were not to lose their new pets but could take out the tubes and they were to return dressed to go out as he was standing them a meal in nearby Rye. We all changed and set off in my car, drizzle wetting the screen, wipers thumping across the glass in a regular rhythm. During the meal both Patty and Eve had faces flushed and were wriggling about in their seats, Patty saying her new pet was still active and Eve nodding in agreement, we went on to the pub where the girls were filled with a number of cold lagers before we drove home. The rain had re- started and the night was black out on the unlit marsh as we returned to the homestead.
On arrival both girls needed to pee, but Trevor refused to allow them in the house, standing them on the veranda and telling them to remove their coats and outer clothing, then tying the ladies wrists, to a rope that had been left there by him over the beams before we had gone out They were forced to stand up-right on a cold draughty veranda in just a bra and knickers and to make things fair in Patty`s case a gag they were then told not to pee as the one who did so first would be punished twice as much as the other come the morrow!
Pets were now not the over-riding thought, the urgent need of the bladder becoming the No1 priority, legs were crossed, faces contorted, knees clamped tightly.
Us men took turns to watch the ladies, but as it was taking so long Joe fetched a bucket of water and an empty bucket, he then poured the water from one to another the sound being just too much for the ladies Patty letting her stream go to Eves relief as now, knowing Patty was for the punishment she felt free to release her water. We released the ladies and went indoors, reporting to Trevor that Patty had lost to which he laughed heartily. 16mm film at that time had to be processed like ordinary film or we would have replayed the lady’s day as we would now on video.
We would be leaving at dinner time next day, Sunday, so we decided to divide as last night Trevor sleeping with Patty and Joe and Eve with me, then a lay in the next morning followed by a short session again before we took our leave
The night was one long round of sex and sleep, especially for Eve as the two of us enjoyed her charms. Breakfast was served at 9 by Joe; the rain was as hard as ever against the windows as one after the other we each arrived at the table. Trevor at the head of the table addressed us all, saying that Patty had set the menu today and she had asked for something special just for my enjoyment, as I had allowed her to indulge her fantasies, as we had this weekend.
A pair of nipple rings appeared on the table, she said she was to have these rings fitted this morning and a ring in each of her pussy lips while she was riding the horse before we left for home.
I was to use Joe`s method to fit the pussy rings. “I protested that I knew nothing about piercings and that it would be extremely painful!”
Patty said “she knew that, and Joe would show me how but that it would be a lot less painful than Eves branding. She added that to get her own back Eve was to hold her hands!”, she said and that one of the rings would bear a tag with my name on it and the other the word “slave” she then showed me the tag`s attached to a pair of 1” permanent fit rings. A piece of wood was produced along with a couple of fresh boiled 3” nail`s, a pair of hammers and some alcohol. We loaded our baggage then together, after patty showered once again, we went to the dungeon. Jo eat patties insistence, fitted her gag.
Patty very deliberately sat herself at the table her breasts she positioned carefully onto the block of wood Eve held her hands, then Joe drove the nail down through the nipple with the hammer, she screamed even through the gag, it was loud, the second nail was worse as she knew what was to come, a single stroke drove the nail into the wood, as Patty passed out. Quickly the nails were removed the spirit splashed into the wounds and the small silver nipple rings slid into place. Within seconds she came around, looking down at her new jewellery with both pain and pride.
Joe left us to talk, he and Trevor setting up the horse. Both Eve and I suggested that enough was enough and that she didn`t need to have the bigger rings fitted. She said she had decided a month ago to do this and she had worked herself up for it and would hate herself if she chickened out now. She said she was only going to have one nipple pierced but as she had lost the challenge last night Trevor had insisted that she should have both done.
Joe reappeared and stood her up a to have a weight clamped to each of her pussy lips he said to ensure a large flap each side to pierce.
Eve led her to the bar which was suspended with a block of wood taped t onto the upturned bar, it was all dripping with antiseptic, Patty stood herself straddled over the bar her feet on the bricks and it was adjusted till it was a snug fit a lip, on either side, her hands were not tied neither was she lifted.
Joe appeared with two large newly boiled nails he giving me one and a hammer, bidding me strike once and cleanly ,and he would do the same, Eve took the now shaking Patty`s hands once more, Trevor removed the bricks and filming the whole process Patty`s whole weight now on her soft sex , leant well forward her lips, always large were stretched down the block by the twin weights, we, Joe and I dropped off the weights, chose the perfect spot, then with a nod to Trevor from each of us, he counted down… 3, 2, 1, GO, bang the two hammers struck the nails at the same instant driving them through the taut flesh and into the wooden block, Patty screamed behind her gag and slumped further forwards ,slumping mercifully onto Eves shoulder and digging her fingernails into Eves hands as we tugged the nails out then slipped the heavy rings in place, spraying the whole area with the remaining alcohol.
Patty made signs of coming around, now supported by willing hands. The site was mopped with sterile wipes, and the now dry site sprayed with plastic skin, both inside and out, the bar was lowered, and my wife led bow legged to the armchairs to recover, Eve dressing her in a clean pair of briefs to support the heavy rings, and the old track suit, for comfort. Eve too needed a dressing on her palm, but she laughed off the pain saying” it was just a scratch and the last time it was the other way around, so it was tit for tat…”
Patty kissed Joe and thanked him for his help that day, promising to allow him an hour with her to do as he wished the next time we visited, to his obvious joy. After, we had had a restoring drink Patty and I soon set off for our home.
As we drove away patty said she didn`t know how we could top that, she said each bump in the road was painful, as despite the briefs the rings felt unexpectedly heavy jangling in her lips and it was a weight she was not used to but that it was “stirring!”.
It took a week to get over the bow-legged walk and another still scrupulously cleaning the site before we could be sure of no infection being present.
We had left the film for Trevor to develop, copy of it soon arrived and we have as I am sure the “family in Kent, has had, many sessions watching that film on our respective home projectors. Patty has a slight rattle to her as she walks now-a-days and we smile when I say she really is my woman.
My garden is full of worms I notice, and it will soon be caterpillar season once again.
No doubt we will return to the homestead some time, though as patty says how do you top that?
On return to our suburban life style, we spent the first week, catching up on everything. I had a commission to complete as well as my Monday to Friday work as a bus driver and that of course had to come first. Before I started I had the frames made, as I did not want to send the completed work to the framers, the men there knew both me and my lady wife and there`s no point in inviting a reputation is there, and giving my local carpenter a cheap thrill is not what it`s all about!
Our sex life had gone from near zero to top of the scale in 14 days of English holiday and it was all based on memories of a style of sex I doubted I would ever have had the chance of trying, or that my beloved wife would even have dreamed of in a bad dream but of course we had the photographs.
A day or two later, I came home from a morning shift to find our bed ruffled and some of the prints s**ttered on our bed, her plastic friend on the side table and my wife in the on-suite bathroom, it was obvious my lady had been masturbating. So being me I had a look at the particular prints she had out.
The first two were of poor Joe, his body covered in those black ants writhing in agony; the third was of Eve, her body covered in red stripes, hanging from the lift and the rest were of Patty herself in varicose poses, all the ones that showed her in pain of some sort.
I sat on our bed and awaited her return from her bath, she was surprised to see me sitting there surrounded with her pictures as it was my normal practise to make a brew of tea and wander off to my ‘studio’. “Are we really perverted Teddy?” She said as she gently kissed me.
That I had to think about for a bit as I had never thought of it as a perversion, enjoying sexual freedom to me is one of the freedoms of life, if you want to dress in the other genders clothes, stand on your head and have your arse smacked or have it off while sky diving that`s ok by me as long as the people involved are old enough to make their own decision to be involved and no one is mentally hurt or permanently disfigured, I can see no problem , of course that`s within the bounds of not upsetting the neighbouring onlookers or waking the authorities, no one needs a scandal or a sentence do they!
“No were not perverted my love just enjoying sexual freedom” I reassured her “the family, do, do one or two things that I am not that happy about I will admit, sex in public on the open sands being one and permanently marking Eve would have been another if I didn`t know it was her wish. But if someone desires to cause someone pain and their victim wants to be hurt that`s up to the people concerned”
She looked thoughtful, then slowly said that “she had never been as sexually high as she had been at the homestead, though it had been agony it had been the best sex she had ever had and that that was no reflection on the sex she had had with me through our life together.”
She then went on to say she felt she wanted to go further along that road,” did I mind as I had not had a great involvement during the holiday.”
Me? I had enjoyed it more than anything we had done sexually before and I told her that” Watching her absorbing the pain had had a strange effect as well a form of loving that I could not explain wanting to give her whatever it was what she desired, wielding that whip on her body had been a rush of adrenaline that had lifted me more than anything I could ever remember.”
We talked for a long time she explained; how she had felt spending the night with Eve, that though she had enjoyed the loving it had not been as satisfying as having full sex with a man though that`s not to say she had not achieved a fantastic orgasm, but it had been different. She went on to say that there were some things that had turned her on more than others, on the plus side was being whipped, especially by Eve and I,(which surprised me , having only administered one stroke) the insects, she said was a fantasy she had had since watching Joe, and she understood the thinking behind Eve being branded, though she was not sure she could bear that level of pain she said that if I requested her to wear a mark she would seriously consider it. The horse she had had to endure she said for me as she could see just by my face I had enjoyed that, she was not going to rush to do it again she said as it left her bruised for so long, but the orgasm had been magic! (I wasn’t keen on her doing that again in honesty as I had been on hand jobs for that first week at home due to the bruises)
On the things she didn’t want to try again were anything out in public, or giving pain to others as she didn`t feel that was something for her. In private though she said I could do anything I wanted to her body now as it was mine, the cork was well and truly out of that bottle.
We had sex, missionary, sex, no kinks, no ‘perversions’ no frills just sex pure and simple while all the time she assured me that she still loved me, and that Trevor and the family were just joy, an enhancement, a game.
I went to my studio with much to think about, I suppose I had been worried that I was perhaps losing her to Trevor, perhaps to the way of life, now I was reassured.
Patty came to my studio with a brew, to see the progress on the first of the canvases. We both needed to talk but we were tongue-tied like a couple of k**s such with the enormity of the whole idea of expanding our lives here at home.
I suggested perhaps we could select some restraints from a magazine or online and perhaps something to use like a riding crop or whatever. She in turn suggested a gag as our home was so close to other properties, we laughed then she said that the insect thing had turned her on so much that we were going to have to try that soon, but I felt the ants were a bit difficult as we had nowhere to enjoy it in a suburban garden it would need thought, we were soon off indoors for another quickey before the k**s got home.
She was off shopping when I returned next day, and I spent a while tidying the garden. Our vegetable patch gave me an Idea or two, especially the cabbages where those white butterfly`s had laid their spawn, usually a big nuisance but today it was a god sent bounty. A jam jar from the kitchen and half-hours work had the jar bottom covered and a leaf for food I soon had some new pets.
The rest I sprayed as was the way of gardeners, though I saved a cabbage by enclosing it with its contents in a large plastic bag. I then went to our room taking the jar, some cord, a spare sheet and some clothes pegs which I hid in the bedside cabinet.
Patty was soon home for tea, after which I went to my studio and went on with the second painting.
The normal routine when on early shift, I went off to bed about ten though I insisted Patty joined me. Once in our room, we covered the bed with the spare sheet before I ordered her to strip, then together, using the cord I secured her to our divan bed, she was soon beginning to show her arousal by her nipples having swollen and her sex becoming wet. I covered her eyes with a towel then attached a peg to each nipple, Patty began to squirm not being able to scream for fear of worrying the k**s, who were watching their respective tellies in their respective rooms at the other end of the house. So I left her for a short period to soak up the discomfort while I checked on them and turned out the youngest`s TV.
Next on return, I carefully emptied the contents of the jar onto and into her sex which I held open for maximum impact, the result was instant, she began to achieve an orgasm as soon as those caterpillars began to wriggle. I held her slot open, so my little friends would not be crushed as she achieved her second orgasm; one enterprising green bug began to enter her body, so I pushed some of his friends in to join him. The effect was electrifying, her body convulsed and wriggled in her bonds as she had multiple orgasms. The towel was long gone her face was a mask of effort as she struggled to keep quiet, it went on for what seemed like hours but in reality, it was just a few moments. I released her bonds and she dragged me into her bed like a drowning man after a life-raft. It was a long night and I was nearly late for work next morning.
The third and fourth, pictures took nearly two months to finish, the caterpillar`s had long become butterfly`s and we had experimented with our new securing kit and the ball gag, which had arrived from postal sales, we had tried various bugs in lieu of the caterpillars, even snails had had their place slithering across Patties clit but nothing really came to the heights of those original green bugs.
It was nearly time to deliver the painting`s, Patty had kept in touch with Eve by post, with Eves throat precluding the use of the telephone, she asked in one of her later missive that, we listed the things we wanted to do when we visited. And I was pleased to note the things we did not find really on turning, Patty and I spent a lot of hours thinking out the choices as a “menu” for the weekend, before, from the longish list, Patty in secret picked her menu sending it to Trevor for his approval.
After work on the Friday we loaded the covered master-pieces, the k**s visiting her mother`s home for the weekend we were free… We threw our bag into the back seat, and set off to Kent, Patty in a great state of arousal knowing what was to come and if truth was known so was I! It was a late and wet evening as we arrived at the homestead; Joe met us and soon had us with a brew of tea in hand sitting in front of the open fire in the lounge, he said Eve and Trevor would be back soon they had had to go into town to the pub “to collect something. “
I emptied the car into the second bedroom the paintings still covered. We would have an un-veiling ceremony later. Just then our hostess and her young master arrived, carrying a package which they put in the dungeon for the night. They too had a seat and a pot of hot tea, while we had a chat in the gentle light of the log fire.
Trevor wanted the details of the caterpillar event and how we had been enjoying what he, grinning, called the “new Patty”. Patty explained the details of the caterpillar incident leaving nothing to the imagination, Eve I noticed, began to squirm a little as if she could, in her own imagination, feel every tiny feeling Patty was describing. A point not missed by Trevor. He had Joe describe for her how she had coped with the anthill which she had had to endure back in the spring; that she had had to endure an hour on the heap wearing tubes fore and aft to allow the little black insect`s free range of her interior. He said she had written the effect had been sexually exciting and horrifying at the same time. Even a small move had the little b**sts biting strongly and keeping still was the hardest thing in the world. She had gone on to write that her sex had been swollen by the bites, both inside and out and that the ordeal was followed by Joe and Trevor taking turns to have her, despite the swelling or the discomfort. She put that it was one of the best and worse things she had done here.
Trevor now wanted to see the paintings, one at a time I revealed my “masterpieces” The assembled group were most enthusiastic of my few talents, Eve even lifting her skirt and Proudly showing us the brand on her naked rump, comparing the real with her image, it was near but not perfect, but it had been from imagination.
Trevor, now suggested we would all benefit from a good night`s sleep, however to get things rolling he suggested we swap partners, Eve and I in one room and the others with Patty in the other. That was agreed, we all spent the rest of the night in gentle sex and sleep alternately, and in our case there was no hint of the menu, known only to Patty and Trevor. I can`t say how things progressed in Trevor`s room, but at breakfast there was a spring in her step and a look on her face, the like of which with perhaps only a few exceptions, I had not seen since we left the homestead in the summer.
Though I think we all were keen to share the day`s events we all sat having pre-breakfast coffee. “Now” said Trevor “firstly, lets deal with ted”, all eyes turned to me, I was about to say that I was not in to taking pain, chicken I know but it`s not my thing at all, I have a devious mind, am a sadist, yes in my mind, but taking pain is not my thing at all, when he said that he had a present for me, a movie camera.
Trevor handed me a beautiful 16mm movie camera; he said that he knew I would have done a good job of the pictures and the photos last time and he didn`t want to insult me with a payment, though he would pay for the mounting and framing`s, as they couldn`t afford what he felt they were worth, they had come up with the idea of the camera, obtained from a friend in the business [an expensive item at that time] so we could all enjoy the films and I would have a role to play as he could see I was not a born sub, though perhaps I was a happy cuckold. I was touched, at his thoughtfulness and I spent the next hour trying my new toy, Joe and Trevor hanging the paintings while the girls preparing breakfast which we all ate with relish.
Strangely we all wanted to see what Patty had on her menu, but for some reason no-one wanted to raise the matter, or make the first move, however we all knew that the weekend was not a long time, so we moved to the dungeon. Rain pattered on the roof of what previously had been the double garage, what had been a warm stuffy world in the summer, was now a cool spot in the winter; however, an old paraffin heater was struggling manfully if a little smelly to take off the chill.
“Item one” Trevor said “was to pick balls as usual, but only the two ladies, so with trepidation Patty first picked one ball of each colour, including 2 of the new blue ones with the items to use written on them, then Eve did the same. Patty had drawn the lift and Eve the pillory. Trevor discarded the green balls saying that the twist was that Patty had decided that they would be punishing each other, after a flip of a coin. Eve flipped the coin and Patty called, winning the toss. Eve had drawn the cane and pegs on the blue balls. She slowly removed her clothes and placed her wrists and neck in the pillory, which Joe happily secured. Patty fetched pegs and attached them to Eve’s nipples then a cane from the wall swishing it a couple of times then asked, “how many strokes”. “4” Trevor replied. Swish crack, the first stroke laid across her back, Eve would have screamed if she had been able, a second then a third across the same area but lower each time followed by one across the buttocks. Patty had really laid them on, Joe released her victim, it was now a case of Eve taking her revenge, and Patty must have known that, deliberately being hard on Eve.
Patty removed her clothes, what few she had bothered to put on that morning, then slowly walked up to the lift. Joe fitting her with cuffs and Trevor, with his black light read the balls, blue first.
“Oh dear” he said, “something new for you Patty. A paddle and to be lifted by your Breast`s”. Eve briefly smiled then began to bind patty`s breasts with soft rope, the victim holding each in turn to assist the binding. Joe then secured her wrists in front of her, when it was done to their satisfaction; she passed the rope over the hook and tied it off. Patty`s breasts were now a shade of purple blue that I had never before seen as she was lifted till her feet were just clear of the floor her whole weight pulling on her now tender breast`s.
Eve now with a flourish fetched Patty a resounding smack across both cheeks with the paddle, Trevor called out the number on the red ball, “8” he called, each stroke made the hung body jerk uncontrollably, causing her more pain, something Eve must have known, rapidly the hard blows fell 5,-6,-7 then the final 8th stroke.
Joe lowered Patty to the ground, to her relief and Eve removed the bindings. The returning circulation causing more huge discomfort,t so we stopped for a short rest. Joe was now lifted by his wrists and Patty was allowed to use the paddle on him as he had laughed when she had said her “tits were aching badly” no numbers or balls just simple punishment, he definitely knew he had had the paddle by the time she had finished.
. The morning having past, we stopped for a snack, partly for time out, partly to keep some strength! Trevor said that as it was Patty`s weekend he would take no part except to see fair play and we would stick to the menu as well as they could, though only Patty and he knew what was on the thing, so it was all fresh for Eve, Joe and I
Trevor announced that the next item was the ants, however as the weather was against that and the anthill was he said, “out of season”, so he had laid on an alternative.
We returned to the dungeon, were both Eve and patty were fitted back to back with wrist and ankle cuffs then a spreader bar to keep the legs open and blindfolds before Joe and I raised them both by the ankles on the lift till their hair and nothing else was just touching the floor. Trevor meanwhile had opened the package he had placed in the dungeon the night before it was a box of bait worms, A writhing mass of pink and brown, simple slippery worms.
He then approached the women and gently slipped a short tube to keep them open, and a funnel into each backside dropping a large worm into each cone, Eve first, the effect was instant, and she began to wriggle jerk and convulse, it was Patty`s turn now he picked the longest worm he could see, then lowered the slippery creature into her tube. He removed the funnel, placing a single large worm in each now wet sex, and then a group of the wriggling mass on each woman`s crutch. We then left them to enjoy the sensation, though the camera was left to watch over them. Odd worms fell from the mass catching on any protruding part of the upturned body`s, lodging on both bellies and breasts and in Patties case one spent seconds slithering across her throat to fall via her nose to the floor.
Orgasm`s were ripping through both women when we returned after about 20 minutes, a small pile of worms was, on the floor beneath each body, which we returned to the box along with the remaining ones from each crotch, Patty asked to be lowered down as her head beginning to ache from her position, so Trevor released the wrists as Joe lowered the women, so each was lying on her back only their legs being raised. Each victim still had live worms slowly moving within their orifice`s
Both were limp from multi orgasms and whimpering piteously. We three men knelt beside the two ladies at Trevor’s request before he went on to tell the ladies that until all we men had climaxed they were staying where they were.
Hands eagerly gripped members and with some urgency we were worked to an orgasm apiece which I freely admit took no time flat in my case! We released the girls and they went off to shower, Trevor telling them they were not to lose their new pets but could take out the tubes and they were to return dressed to go out as he was standing them a meal in nearby Rye. We all changed and set off in my car, drizzle wetting the screen, wipers thumping across the glass in a regular rhythm. During the meal both Patty and Eve had faces flushed and were wriggling about in their seats, Patty saying her new pet was still active and Eve nodding in agreement, we went on to the pub where the girls were filled with a number of cold lagers before we drove home. The rain had re- started and the night was black out on the unlit marsh as we returned to the homestead.
On arrival both girls needed to pee, but Trevor refused to allow them in the house, standing them on the veranda and telling them to remove their coats and outer clothing, then tying the ladies wrists, to a rope that had been left there by him over the beams before we had gone out They were forced to stand up-right on a cold draughty veranda in just a bra and knickers and to make things fair in Patty`s case a gag they were then told not to pee as the one who did so first would be punished twice as much as the other come the morrow!
Pets were now not the over-riding thought, the urgent need of the bladder becoming the No1 priority, legs were crossed, faces contorted, knees clamped tightly.
Us men took turns to watch the ladies, but as it was taking so long Joe fetched a bucket of water and an empty bucket, he then poured the water from one to another the sound being just too much for the ladies Patty letting her stream go to Eves relief as now, knowing Patty was for the punishment she felt free to release her water. We released the ladies and went indoors, reporting to Trevor that Patty had lost to which he laughed heartily. 16mm film at that time had to be processed like ordinary film or we would have replayed the lady’s day as we would now on video.
We would be leaving at dinner time next day, Sunday, so we decided to divide as last night Trevor sleeping with Patty and Joe and Eve with me, then a lay in the next morning followed by a short session again before we took our leave
The night was one long round of sex and sleep, especially for Eve as the two of us enjoyed her charms. Breakfast was served at 9 by Joe; the rain was as hard as ever against the windows as one after the other we each arrived at the table. Trevor at the head of the table addressed us all, saying that Patty had set the menu today and she had asked for something special just for my enjoyment, as I had allowed her to indulge her fantasies, as we had this weekend.
A pair of nipple rings appeared on the table, she said she was to have these rings fitted this morning and a ring in each of her pussy lips while she was riding the horse before we left for home.
I was to use Joe`s method to fit the pussy rings. “I protested that I knew nothing about piercings and that it would be extremely painful!”
Patty said “she knew that, and Joe would show me how but that it would be a lot less painful than Eves branding. She added that to get her own back Eve was to hold her hands!”, she said and that one of the rings would bear a tag with my name on it and the other the word “slave” she then showed me the tag`s attached to a pair of 1” permanent fit rings. A piece of wood was produced along with a couple of fresh boiled 3” nail`s, a pair of hammers and some alcohol. We loaded our baggage then together, after patty showered once again, we went to the dungeon. Jo eat patties insistence, fitted her gag.
Patty very deliberately sat herself at the table her breasts she positioned carefully onto the block of wood Eve held her hands, then Joe drove the nail down through the nipple with the hammer, she screamed even through the gag, it was loud, the second nail was worse as she knew what was to come, a single stroke drove the nail into the wood, as Patty passed out. Quickly the nails were removed the spirit splashed into the wounds and the small silver nipple rings slid into place. Within seconds she came around, looking down at her new jewellery with both pain and pride.
Joe left us to talk, he and Trevor setting up the horse. Both Eve and I suggested that enough was enough and that she didn`t need to have the bigger rings fitted. She said she had decided a month ago to do this and she had worked herself up for it and would hate herself if she chickened out now. She said she was only going to have one nipple pierced but as she had lost the challenge last night Trevor had insisted that she should have both done.
Joe reappeared and stood her up a to have a weight clamped to each of her pussy lips he said to ensure a large flap each side to pierce.
Eve led her to the bar which was suspended with a block of wood taped t onto the upturned bar, it was all dripping with antiseptic, Patty stood herself straddled over the bar her feet on the bricks and it was adjusted till it was a snug fit a lip, on either side, her hands were not tied neither was she lifted.
Joe appeared with two large newly boiled nails he giving me one and a hammer, bidding me strike once and cleanly ,and he would do the same, Eve took the now shaking Patty`s hands once more, Trevor removed the bricks and filming the whole process Patty`s whole weight now on her soft sex , leant well forward her lips, always large were stretched down the block by the twin weights, we, Joe and I dropped off the weights, chose the perfect spot, then with a nod to Trevor from each of us, he counted down… 3, 2, 1, GO, bang the two hammers struck the nails at the same instant driving them through the taut flesh and into the wooden block, Patty screamed behind her gag and slumped further forwards ,slumping mercifully onto Eves shoulder and digging her fingernails into Eves hands as we tugged the nails out then slipped the heavy rings in place, spraying the whole area with the remaining alcohol.
Patty made signs of coming around, now supported by willing hands. The site was mopped with sterile wipes, and the now dry site sprayed with plastic skin, both inside and out, the bar was lowered, and my wife led bow legged to the armchairs to recover, Eve dressing her in a clean pair of briefs to support the heavy rings, and the old track suit, for comfort. Eve too needed a dressing on her palm, but she laughed off the pain saying” it was just a scratch and the last time it was the other way around, so it was tit for tat…”
Patty kissed Joe and thanked him for his help that day, promising to allow him an hour with her to do as he wished the next time we visited, to his obvious joy. After, we had had a restoring drink Patty and I soon set off for our home.
As we drove away patty said she didn`t know how we could top that, she said each bump in the road was painful, as despite the briefs the rings felt unexpectedly heavy jangling in her lips and it was a weight she was not used to but that it was “stirring!”.
It took a week to get over the bow-legged walk and another still scrupulously cleaning the site before we could be sure of no infection being present.
We had left the film for Trevor to develop, copy of it soon arrived and we have as I am sure the “family in Kent, has had, many sessions watching that film on our respective home projectors. Patty has a slight rattle to her as she walks now-a-days and we smile when I say she really is my woman.
My garden is full of worms I notice, and it will soon be caterpillar season once again.
No doubt we will return to the homestead some time, though as patty says how do you top that?
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