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A HOLIDAY TO REMEMBER.
Well, it was October, chalets were ten a penny, few holiday makers trust the English weather well enough to do more than just use the chalets at the camp for more than just getting away from it all. He pulled in to the reception, a 100miles plus under his belt today, here to enjoy a break, here to get away from his now lonely home and perhaps to write.
The receptionist a languid woman in her 50`s flopped the keys in his hand along with a camp map and a welcome pack, accompanying them with the comment that there was few of the four hundred chalets in use, so if he was after peace and quiet this was the place then mentioning while tapping her watch that “the chip shop and the camp shop were only open till five”! He smiled, thanked her and set off rapidly to collect milk and bread from the shop and cod and chips from the chip-shop, which he ate in the car before searching for his ‘holiday home.’ After the repast and a short search, he was soon in the bland cream chalet. On with the kettle and the gas-heater the place striking cold and echoing emptily.
He after fetching in his luggage, such as it was and the few purchases, kicked off his shoes and sat with the hot tea to take stock. Barney his old golden retriever settling on the carpet happily curled in front of the fire.
From the window`s, he could see row upon row of these near identical cream vans, a very few, showing signs of occupancy, the flicker of a television or lights on, as the autumn evening drew in, the next few vans on either side had no such flickers of life, the camp was near empty, it was perfect.
He shut the curtains and put on the TV. The news, he watched without real interest, another shooting in America, he thought, well they reap what they sow! The weather fore-cast said; windy and wet and tomorrow more of the same,
He made his bed, the cramped little room slowly beginning to warm as the central heating got to grips with the cold of emptiness.
He sat and allowed his mind to wander, it had been a hard year, he was on his own now, just Him and Barney in a house full of her ghosts, he had had to get away. The TV was his only real link to the world, nowadays, his laptop the link to the only contacts he now found time for, his brother, his publisher and his small number of friends world-wide on the porn site that he talked and chatted with, a mental break when he was not writing for the ever-eager publisher.
A smile crossed his lips, as he opened the laptop, clicking in the wi-fi address that he had found on the welcome pack. ‘ Jack o lantern’ was on as was ‘Tommy’, ‘old Pete’ and ‘Sarah’. He clicked their profiles one at a time Jack in America, Tommy he knew up at Windermere, old Pete in London, and Sarah, she was only twenty miles hence. He clicked her message icon, the little green spot showed beside her name, she was on line, her profile said she was blonde, loved sex, was a sub, had a cuckold hubby, and always travelled… he wondered, what had he to lose, the keys rattled, “hi sweety, how`s you?”
There was a wait, he wandered in her galleries, checking back every minute or two. The picture were graphic, open legged shots, dressed, undressed, with hubby, with a black chap that was neither her hubby or careful of his handling of her, stretching her to the limit, assaulting her body with gusto, her husband at one side strapped to a chair the perfect cuckold…
He checked once more, she had replied, “hi Micky, are you having a good night?”
He explained he was at a camp for a week or two and told her where and she came back with “why?” to which he said he was “getting away from it all and hoping for some action”
‘Sarah’ knew what had gone on, from both the status and messages over the last few months and said she was sorry to hear he had “shut himself away as what he needed was to get out and about!”
He sent that he needed to write, but did understand her thinking, perhaps she would like to come over and get him ‘out and about’… It was a tongue in cheek comment and was sent perhaps hopefully but with not a lot of confidence.
She replied that “perhaps she would do just that, could he accommodate another two?”
The chalet was a 6birth van, he knew he could accommodate her and her hubby, so asked was she serious and would she really like to visit for the weekend, his heart thumping, at her reply that;” If he was serious, yes they would love to visit.” His jaw dropped as he mind took in the fact that after all this time at last he was going to meet an xhamster user and it was a woman to boot, she could indeed come and visit, his heart soared.
Dawn broke, he had slept fitfully, a combination of the different room, and shear excitement, knowing that after all these years of living with his wife faithfully, he was about to meet a siren, a sexual lady who had complete control of her husband in a way he and his beloved wife would never have imagined possible.
He let Barney out in the fenced grass round the van, hauled himself to shower, made the bed, dressed, with care, breakfasted while, checking the computer for messages expecting one to say she was not coming and/or it had been a hoax, taking him for a mug but other than the usual regular application for friendship from the on-line pest known to everyone as Julia, and a message from one of his older ‘friends’, ‘The duty wanker,’ there was nothing. So, he did the few dishes, then sat with another pot of tea, unable to settle.one eye on the television and one on the computer message screen, The TV news rattled on about the death toll of the shooting in America, the motives of the gunmen, the nutters home life, and his c***dhood, the usual stuff we have all come to expect from a country with more guns than folk`s.
A message appeared, his heart did a cartwheel, but it was ‘The duty wanker’ saying that it was raining in Dundee…a fact that meant little to our hero, 300miles away, but to pass the time he replied in like form, explaining what it was like and explaining that he was on an out of season holiday, the usual burble about holidays followed and he suddenly became aware of a message from ‘Sarah.’ he had so far overlooked.
He sent to ‘the duty wanker’ “gotta go” and not waiting for a reply quickly opened the message, it said “HI!” but nothing more,
He rapidly sent “HI yourself!” expecting a knock back, his heart thumping. As he eagerly awaited her reply… Long seconds passed, then the message that “they would be with him at 12 would he be ok with that?” heart now thumping he sent a reply that that was “just fine he would have the kettle on“ and then including the vans number and the site name
The simple reply of “C-u -later!” was less than he had hoped for but it was enough to keep his heart beating faster than usual!
The morning passed slowly, he walked Barney to the camp shop, collected the papers, a box of chocolates and something for a midday sandwich, then took the long way back, hardly noticing the endless rows of vans, his mind on other things, the wind was picking up and the sky overcast as they turned into the row of vans in which his motor was parked.
On his return indoors, he filled the kettle, made sandwiches, drank tea, and nervously pissed as he desperately tried to keep himself from watching the roadway expectantly.
His heart leapt as a car came into sight, but dropped again as the battered blue estate past, without slowing, time passed slowly, midday came and went, his mood dropping as the minute hand moved on, till, at twenty past, again a car came into his sight, a green saloon this time, which slowed and stopped outside. Barney was instantly on his feet, sensing the cars occupant was a visitor and a significant one. The driver was out and round the motor in seconds opening her door like a chauffeur, He was a burly 6footer, dressed in a suit, hair slicked back, neat. She stepped into sight, his first glimpse, shorter than he had expected, about 5ft 4inches of blonde live-wire, not huge or busty, just about a 32” chest, perhaps 9 stone wringing wet, but oozing sexual energy in jeans and a sweatshirt.
He switched out the TV, to greet them at the door, but she, skipped up the metal steps lightly and eagerly, her lips like a hot wet butterfly on his, long before he could even speak, her hubby following and apologising for their late-ness as he shook hands, apparently oblivious of his wife stuck to Micky`s face.
They sat, and she fussed with Barney, who he introduced as his friend and companion, quietly glad she was not allergic or anti dog as he had forgotten to mention the a****l!
The next few minutes promised to be a little difficult but she sensing his nervousness quickly introduced herself and her husband. Her real name was ‘Joy’, his’ Andrew’, or ’Andy’ for short.
He told her his name really was ‘Micky’, and that he was very happy to meet her, the mental image of her having been fantastic for the last few years, while they had chatted on the net.
He explained that he had made up the beds in the two smaller rooms so she could take her pick of where to sleep, together they went and looked, the smallest room she said, “would be fine for Andy, the thin walls would be perfect for him to listen for her groans and screams or if they needed anything or to be near to clean her up.” She then turned to Micky and said brazenly that “you and me will be sharing the double,” it was not in any way a question it was a command.
Micky was a little taken-aback, at that, but she assured him that “if he was not man enough she would happily sleep with Barney and he could use the other small room.” She was not k**ding and she winked as she passed the open-mouthed Micky on her way to the living room.
They returned to sit and have the sandwiches’, after which Joy snapped her fingers at her husband and told him to “fetch in the bags and wash up!” he was up and off to unload the car the instant her command was made, Micky was impressed but a little shocked
Seeing his incredulous face, she laughed, then showed him the tiny button on her belt, “that`s his control” she said,” So he knows not to be slow!” She did not enlighten him further
She kissed him once more, not a kiss of greeting this time, but a kiss of ‘you are going to be my lover’ that too was not a question.
Here in the living room, in full view with the curtains and the door still open while Andy fetched in her cases, she groped his manhood, smiling at the smallish but stiff organ in her grasp, He groaned, she smiled even more, then knelt and took her prize from its lair by unzipping his trouser fly, more surprised than shocked by her grasp of his rigid tool he sat awaiting her next move. As she fished out the 6nches of rigid flesh and applied her mouth to his foreskin. So excited was he it did not take but a few moments for him to fill her waiting cheeks. Her smile was the smile of a happy soul.
A moment passed then he apologised for his speedy climax, embarrassed by his lack of control, and the near-bye presence of her burly hubby. She calmed his fears, saying “it`s to be expected you not having had a woman for so long and you tasted lovely!”
He felt a little more ‘happy’ at that, and Boyed up he then said that “he had understood from her profile she was a sub!” and she smiled, then said “If I had not taken charge you would still be serving tea!” which he knew he could not argue with. Andy by now had finished the few plates and was stood watching his wife her arms wrapped round Micky`s neck, asking did he wish to talk or fuck. Laughing he said “talk! as he was not as young as her and needed time to recuperate!” She laughed and then said; “at least your honest Micky!”
He asked her to tell him about the cuck lifestyle and “how her man could allow himself to be used like Andy did?” She smiled again and then this is what she said:
“Well I am a sub, I always have been, I love being controlled, used, secured, in most cases even deliciously hurt!”
She went on “Shortly after we married nearly 10long years ago, we found that we both wanted the same thing, Andy being a sub too, though he for some reason, only gets turned on by me, me giving him orders or pain. And he loves me to be used by any other lover I wish to use me, to him watching me used is better than fucking me, you might think that strange but it`s how it is, we`ve done this a lot so far and we`ve loved it does that answer all your questions?”
He said it did, but then asked what she hoped for this weekend as he was no energetic youngster?
She said; “She had long wanted to meet him, loved his writing, and knowing that he had never done anything really sexually adventurous, only on paper she had wanted to open his eyes, to be used by him and in any-way he possibly could dream of from now until Sunday. She was his, for the whole of this weekend and Andy was to be their slave and observer.”
He sat gobsmacked, here he was with not one slave but in fact, two! For the first time in his whole lifetime here was a woman though still fully dressed, sat beside him here, saying she was willing to do whatever he wished!
Grinning now he had Andy close the curtains, it had begun to rain anyway, so it was more, cosy. He experimentally asked her to strip off her top, but she said grinning “Was he asking or was he telling?” he said; “telling in an orderly way,” and they both laughed.
She stood with a wide smile and began undressing her top for him, revealing her tidy proud breasts, nipples erect, braless. He gently stroked them, rolling her nipples twix his thumbs and fore-fingers loving every moment.
She groaned, her hands limp at her sides, Andy sat watching, a broad lop-sided smile on his face, which when she saw it, caused her to instantly push the button on her belt. Andy screamed, just once, and with a high pitch that told of excruciating pain as he doubled over. She told him not to laugh at them again, her words left no options.
Micky asked how she had done that, and with a smile she told Andy to undress. In seconds his clothing was on the sofa and he stood hands at his sides, a battery on a thin belt connected to the metal cage prominent at his crutch. She explained that, “he had a metal tube inside his tool so he could piss and the metal cage fitted round his sizeable cock and balls, when she touched the button even lightly, a current was sent from one to another, if she held the button down the current was enough to make him pass out with the pain!” she then offered to show Micky but he said, much to Andy`s relief;” no thanks,” then added with a smile, “perhaps later!” and Andy`s face dropped.
Micky now asked if they had any toys with them? Andy said that one of the bags had a few and was sent to fetch them. He was soon back, and spread them on the table, a short nine-tail whip, a ball gag, a set of handcuffs, four leather wrist cuffs, a set of nipple clamps, vibrators, a strap or two, some pegs and some short soft ropes.
Micky had Andy secure his wife`s hands behind her, then had her fitted with the ball gag, he had her stand in the corner facing away, then said to Andy, “Now matey she can neither interrupt or cause you pain, though she can hear so I will put her in the bedroom if you wish privacy, but let`s talk”
The big man smiled, said he had no secrets what-so-ever from his wife, and that she could stay. Then at Micky`s behest they sat on the sofa seat at the front of the van. He confirmed what she had said, that shortly after their wedding they had realised she was barren (so no worries on that score) and that they were both sexually sub, they had had a long heart to heart chat, both loved one another, so they needed an answer. He desperately wanted to be sub but only her sub and he also had a desire that a lot of men had, he wanted to see her used by other men. Thus, it was that they came to the agreement that she alone would control him but that she would be anyone`s sub she wished as long as he was always present or very close by, preferably in earshot.
Micky asked what could he do to her, what was his limits he never having ‘played like this’, and was surprised to hear Andy say that “once He, was secure, if he so wished, he could use her body in any hole and use the whip or whatever till she was incapable of more tears, or screams” and that “he would be most satisfied if he could just hear the action though preferably he loved to watch, though it could be harrowing and he preferred to be secure so he was not tempted to stop the games!” Also, “if she was painfully incapacitated when he took her home, he was always willingly nursed her back to health if it was necessary, and that was a part of his extra enjoyment especially knowing what had caused it and guilty that he hadn’t stopped it!”
He added that she had long had a wish to try k9sex a wish she had not so far been lucky enough to find any friends with a whole dog!”
Micky confirmed that “Barney was whole untouched and a randy old dog that would surely oblige the lady if that was what was wanted as he too had long wanted to watch just such a tryst.” He then asked if the K9 was best first?
This was greeted with hopeful nods from Joy and approval from the big man, though he did say that he would love to watch if Micky didn’t mind and could he be secured first as he had explained. He then pulled from the toy bag a small camera, giving it to Micky and saying; “take what you like, and we will share copies, it`s up to you if you include faces, but she, (indicating his wife with a jerk of his thumb) she loves before and after`s especially if she or I get badly marked.” By now Micky was happy to oblige, attaching the leather cuffs on Andy`s wrists and running cords from the cuffs to his ankle`s behind him, so he could kneel naked and watch
Micky took pictures of the now secure man, including the cage and the battery supply, he then took a series of shots of Joy still in her jeans but with her flawless tits on full show, and the gag and the cuffs still in place.
His next move was to open a tin of dog food, which surprised the pair, but his grin told them both it was for some adventurous reason. Lastly, he moved the table then placed a blanket on the hard section of floor it revealed
Explaining that “he knew that dog cum tended to spread, a little going a long way and the polished floor would not stain, but the blanket would be warmer on Joy`s knees while they were ‘entertained’.”
Barney meanwhile had obediently sat by the door, patiently watching the preparations and eagerly sniffing the unexpected meal to come!
Micky removed the gag from his willing victim, then as he undid the woman`s jeans and began removing the last of her protective clothing, he asked;” Now miss you’re sure you understand what`s going to happen? My old dog is going to have hard and fairly brutal sex with you, he may scratch at your belly as he tries to get in deep, as he has a big dick and I suspect the knot will not only hurt it will last, his seed will be hot and filling and once started there is no turning back so I want you to be sure and agree!”
She nodded then said; “it was what she had long wanted.” He then added “after it is over you will clean his tool with your tongue then we will go out to a meal on me, though I will dress you and probably humiliate you and be warned that once we have eaten you will be coming back here to be used, brutally screwed, mercilessly whipped and so on until you are carried home tomorrow, do you understand?”
Her eager nod was enough and he slid down her wet panties, which she stepped out of daintily, then stood patiently waiting for him to move her handcuffs from behind her to the front of her body, he had her kneel mid blanket then d**** herself over the small coffee table, for support, He could not resist a gentle fondle, as he roped her wrists to the table-legs, whispering “was she ready?” To which she nodded and muttered “please” before he fetched the dog food and liberally smeared some deep into her crutch.
Barney still patiently and obediently sat, until he was ordered forward. He eagerly began licking and slopping at the food encrusted sex, his tongue exploring and his nose leading him deep into her crevice, she was told to give a running commentary, as the little camera clicked away. Barney now engrossed in the wet sex, the small amount of food long gone, he was now tasting her own secretions and he was loving it She was struggling to tell her men-folk what the feelings were like between groans, gasping and writhing as his enquiring tongue slurped deeper than she had ever been penetrated by a tongue, ooh`s and arr`s echoed round the warm room as the rain noisily battered on the thin roof, it was surreal.
They watched as the a****ls tool came out of its sheath…a long purple-grey pointed stick, I say they, but of course in her position she couldn’t see what was going on behind her.
Suddenly the a****l jumped on her back, front-feet scrabbling for purchase, hips jagging back and forth, prick stabbing at her slit, desperately trying to engage with her tunnel, head forward, sweating, back humped, stab, stab, stab then a slight move and with a jerk it was in, and deep, forelegs moved and the jerking action started again. Till now she had held her breath, receiving his stab, stab, stab of the stiff pointed bone with stoical acceptance. Until it suddenly went right in and became more comfortable. She let out her breath slowly and groaned, accepting he was deeper into her than any man had ever managed. The dog was now in its stride, rapid shaking jerks, thrusting deep his jaws slavering on her shoulder, her commentary long forgotten she was urging him on, “yessss, deeper. Oh yessss, oh…” suddenly the pace changed, the knot was swelling, and she commented, that his seed was filling her and that it was “oh so hot,” the swollen bulb stretching her tunnel, sealing in the seed, stretching her painfully, she began to groan, the pain savage, her belly began to swell, her voice telling the watching men that she was flooding, her guts filling more with every slight tremor as the dog filled her still further.
Then he lay along her back exhausted, that lasted long moments, then he scrambled and sc****d at her back as he turned in his bitch, red scratches glowed on her back as he turned throwing his rear leg over the warm back, till he was stood tail on her back, four feet on the floor, still embedded deep in her body. Her breathing improving, now his weight had removed itself
Still her pain was not over, after 5 long minutes he tried to move, then a second or two the later the a****l began to pull again, she screamed, the pain excruciating as on the second try the great ball came loose, along with a gush of hot thin seed. Joy slumped further onto the table as the now tired Barney headed for the corner and collapsed.
Micky leapt forward and released her from her bonds and dutifully as instructed she followed the a****l, her mouth soon encompassing the tool that had so ably filled her, cum was still trickling down her legs as she bent to her task, the blanket now well flooded. Micky released Andy, both of the men speechless at the action they had just witnessed,
Micky helped her to stand, her legs like rubber, then he helped her to the shower, while he and Andy cleared away the mess.
An hour later they were in Micky`s car, fully dressed, tidy, Joy in a wide skirted dress. On each wrist a single rather obvious leather cuff, signifying her sub nature, a pair of stockings, skimpy knickers and a suspender belt her only underclothing, and a remote control viberator tucked deep in her well used body, the control hidden in Micky`s pocket.
Ten minutes saw them at the restaurant, the waiter, a tall bearded man offering them a tucked away table, then the wine list, and the menu, his eyes roaming over Joy at every opportunity not missing the cuffs.
They ordered, and after a time the meal appeared, the meal interrupted from time to time by odd bursts of the vibrator and joy freezing her eyes closed mid forkful! By the sweet, the grey bearded waiter having ‘Attended them’ most carefully at least 10 times just to get a good look at Joy, especially after her vibrating interlude just as he arrived to take the sweet order. The men laughed and Joy coloured up as Micky asked the startled man his name which he said it was; “Eddy.”
not forgetting it was out of season, and customers even here at this popular seaside address were few and far betwixt He drifted away as most waiters do when smelling a tip grovelling to the last of the other customers as they left!
He soon returned with coffee, pouring it with a flourish. Micky smiled and asked him to join them, which he did. Taking the fourth chair.
“Now Eddy, you seem taken with the lady!” Micky said, Eddy reddened, and spluttered that “She is most attractive and clearly the best that’s been in tonight” Joy nodded her thanks saying, “thank you, kind sir”
Micky realising and using the waiter`s embarrassment asked; “if he would like to kiss the lovely lady, or perhaps more?” Eddy by now fearful the large Andy, and the slightly lighter Micky, shot them both a glance before answering defensively; “that would depend on what was on offer sir.”
Micky smiled then realising the position the waiter was in said to Joy, “well lassie, what is on offer?”
By now Joy was blushing well, but answered quite clearly “whatever you want me to do or share sir, I am your servant and will do whatever I am asked.”
Eddy`s jaw sagged a little then they became aware of a cook hovering near to the till, Eddy stood, exchanging a word or two with his workmate, who glanced at the lovely Joy, then bidding them goodnight he went home, Eddy letting the man out with a firm goodnight and locking the doors after him, before switching out most of the lights.
He returned to the table and his coffee, looking askance of Micky, while waiting for the answer to her question. However, our Micky asked him instead, “did he want to get into Joys knickers?” which took him a little by surprise, he spluttered that “naturally he did what red blooded man would not”
Andy by now with a wide disarming grin as Micky told Joy, “well you heard him girl get them off,” she stood her upper body in view through the big front window to anyone who passed on this rainy night, she raised her dress, and dutifully slid the thin knickers down her legs, affording the waiter a view of her neat landing strip and her still slightly pouty lips as she did so.
His eyes were like organ stops, jaw lowered, but as she went to retake her seat, Micky told her to “stand still as he was sure their guest would like to see what hidden charms she had… as if to reinforce it he gave her a burst of the vibe well turned up and she gave a gasp screwing up the tiny panties in an involuntary hand reaction
Eddy by now open mouthed and stiff of dick, sat in shock and motionless, in all his years of waiting on in this crummy town he had never been treated in this way before, true the odd hen night had been a joy of flirting but this...
Micky told him now was his chance, and Eddy raised his hand to caress the woman`s pubic mound, which when there was little reaction or resistance changed to a probing finger into the vibrating sex of the delightful woman so obviously under the smaller man`s spell.
Andy spoke for the first time, which reassured the chap no end, he said, that; “he hoped that he [eddy]found his wife as exciting as he always did when allowed to do that!”
Micky started to laugh, and Andy grinned at the waiter`s face , a mask of mixed emotions.
Joy however groaned from the ministrations of the great thick finger of this big man and the vibrator which was buzzing away.
Micky instructed Eddy to “Keep going when she comes and if you can get her to come 3 times you can have her over a table!” it was a challenge few could resist and he redoubled his efforts, she was already half way, so it took only a few more of the digital strokes to send her over the top. It was spectacular as she came while resting on the table her clenched fists crushing the tiny knickers, gasping like a fish, eyes rolling, her dress long forgotten fallen d****d over his arms obscuring the view of her lower body. The fingering continued his free right hand sliding over her backside as he sat beside her, gently caressing her contours the big hand adding to the assortment of feelings going through her body.
In seconds she was back at her peek, eyes rolling breath gasping hands clenched, dampness trickling down his left wrist. But the finger danced on, her belly began to contort with the effects, her legs like jelly, as the third contraction rolled over her, the man was a mystro of the keyboard of her body which with the vibro egg deep in her guts was beyond reason, resistance was futile, though she was never trying to resist, her world was one long rolling climax… till she slumped forward onto the table spilling coffee and s**ttering cups onto the floor. She had blacked out.
Micky was up, round the table and lifting her skirt in an instant while holding her body from sliding from the table. He motioned the open-mouthed Eddy to take her from the back while he had the opportunity, then waited for the giant waiter to unsheathe his stiff tool and mount the lucky woman. It took but seconds and she began to return to this world as his rigid tool slid into her, the forgotten vibrator being pushed still deeper as he began his ride, its waves of pulsations spurring him on, his tool taking sole charge of his body, each thrust lifting her feet from the floor, and s**ttering still more of the tableware onto the floor.
To the two-watcher’s immense enjoyment, he let out a loud roar as he filled the now limp woman, her body collapsed like a rag doll, but now jerking involuntarily with yet another unnecessary orgasm, it was a reaction beyond their wildest imaginings. The silence descended broken only by the rain slashing against the windows and the heavy breathing of them all. The stud withdrew, Micky switched off the egg hidden somewhere deep inside the ravaged body and he the eased her back into her chair.
Putting away his now limp tool the waiter`s instinct kicked in once more and he began retrieving the china from the floor, Joy came around and they gave her some water, she was smiling and dazed.
They soon left to return to the chalet, she kissed Eddy long and hard, as she left him clasping her gift of the crumpled panties, he insisting the bill was already paid and inviting them back anytime, but please to make it soon!
The wind and rain made the journey fraught, but they were soon indoors, Barney greeting them like long lost friends, and the cosy warmth of the van a joy, as the rain beat mercilessly against the windows.
Andy stripped off his wet outer clothes then quickly made coffee as they the others following suit, they sat in companiable silence, in scanty underclothes soaking up the warmth and chilling out.
An hour passed like minutes, then Joy asked if Micky “had used her enough and wanted to just sleep tonight!", his reply of “are you joking, I get one chance in a lifetime and you think I am so past it I should sleep?” which seemed to sum up the situation!
She smiled, kissed him and said, that “she was sorry if he thought she had inferred that he was not up to using her but he seemed satisfied with the games so far and she didn’t want him overdoing it!” which in Micky`s eyes made it worse…
“Look miss, you’ve given me a blow job, you’ve satisfied yourself with my dog, and our waiter, you`ve cum numerous times, and it`s been fun…especially for you , now it’s the turn of Andy and me and if you cum from the pain and suffering , fine, if you don’t, tuff-titty as I am going to whip you raw and use you as many times as I possibly can tonight and Andy can watch or listen as he wishes, but he will not be able to interfere, so don’t expect any mercy, understand?” She looked down then said, “yes master” then thought for a moment and said, “what about the egg, it`s up in me somewhere, and it`s not re-appeared.” He laughed then said” if necessary before the night is out your body will accept my whole hand and we will find it and retrieve it, and god is that going to hurt…”
She looked at him strangely in an accepting sort of way, then quietly said “if that was what you want to do to me, then do it and do it soon, It may tear me, and approach my limits, but I will endure the pain as bravely as I can, though you may need to gag me and secure me tightly first”
She added; ”I purposely never have a safe word, as deep down I don’t want to be able in any-way to stop my pain or my destruction, if that is what you want to do, just do it, I am Yours!”
Micky was a little humbled at that and to cover his blushes he flipped the vibrators switch to its highest settings and flipped it on, the reaction was to double the woman up as if in pain, Andy leapt to her aid, and the egg was switched off and Micky suggested they tried to remove the thing now! Joy, realising the pain involved asked specifically to be secured held down by her husband and gagged so with Andy`s reluctant help she was laid flat on the coffee table Micky gagged the woman, secured her and with the aid of Andy, and some cooking oil, he having the smaller hands, slid his closed fingers into the waiting wet sex, she began to scream as the big palm stretched her a long way past her usual diameter. Sobbing now interspersed with cries and muffled screams as his thick hand pushed deeper, ever deeper trying to locate the errant vibrator, it was warm wet and unusual having a woman round his wrist, a thin trickle of blood on the hairs of his arm told of a cut or tare as with his free hand he groped for the control, Andy whispering soothing words to his lady while holding her shoulders to the table-top while she sobbed uncontrollably and screaming alternately, they were glad of her insisting on the gag though the rain still masked a lot of noise.
He flipped the switch to on and instantly felt the warm, smooth plastic egg against his fingers, a quick push and the small pulsating orb was his, but like a monkey with its fist in the jar removing the small toy in a clenched hand was worse than the forced entry of his big hand, her body stretched with the pain and she groaned as if she was giving birth. A quick pull and it was all over with a flurry, Micky smiling down at her and saying, “she had laid the egg!”
Andy released her ties and she laid flat still, tears running down her face, as Micky removed the gag, asking her if” she was OK?”
Between sobs, she said that it was excruciating, but she deserved the pain and if he had enjoyed it she was sure she would be able to bear the pain and any damage.
Micky regarded her with a long and quizzical look, then sent Andy to make strong sweet tea for them all, they sat for a moment, listening to the welcome sound of the kettle, and the incessant rain beating on the roof and side of the metal van. Then Micky asked her to explain why she allowed herself to be used like this, to be chastised, to allow men to hurt her?
She, sat for a while before answering and the tea was served, then with Andy sitting beside her encouraging her she explained; saying that”, her father had used her from being a c***d, her mother had left when she found out, rather than approach the authorities about her husband`s paedophilia and she had literally abandoned the youngster to his perverted antics.”
That meant sex to her had meant being used at a moment`s notice, being shared by her father`s friends, who added to the sex an element of bondage, and pain, she thinking it the norm, and a game all folks played and so on, as she grew so did her sexual use, it meaning little to her bar a lot of sensations that she could not get in other ways though in her youth she had been a sexual experimenter, allowing her school friends to use her, and inevitably it lead to an unwanted pregnancies which her father, thinking the c***d was his or his friends, had had terminated by a back street abortionist.
That happened twice, but the third time she was unlucky and things went wrong. (She paused tears again welling in her eyes,) “that meant I could never have c***dren, which pleased my father no end, in fact I did often wonder if he had asked the woman to do it to me on purpose to save him money!”
She explained that she had spent some time on the game, it was their only income, and that went on till her father was killed in a knife fight with another pimp. Being u******e she was taken into care for two years till she was old enough to leave and live ‘normally’,
By then she had had a time with a shrink, and had taken a legitimate trade as a seamstress, sex had taken a more back seat till after a while she met Andy, and though she had missed the sexual side of her life after they married she had confessed that she was unable to have c***dren and why. Andy had been brilliant (she took Andy`s hand and continued while looking deep into his eyes) saying that her feelings of guilt coupled with her desires sexually had led her to want to atone for being unable to bear his c***dren, she craved pain, not all the time but when the need was greatest, and now was one of those times, she needed pain and lots of it to relieve her pent-up stresses. She finished by asking “did he understand now?”

Humbled he nodded, then turned her head to kiss her, saying “he was honoured to have been chosen to help her with her needs, and though he didn’t fully understand the desire for pain, he would help all he could, because, he had now the desire partly to help and partly to enjoy the experience, it, in reality, bringing his sadistic streak to the surface for the first time” he added that he did not know his limits, and would she trust him to know when to stop if she did not use a safe word?
They drank the tea in silence, then she rose removed the chastity cage, saying that he was to enjoy her penance, she would be honoured if he would cum untouched as her pain progressed, as he knew it would be a great tribute to her courage! She took the handcuffs and secured his wrists behind him, it was almost ritualistic.
Then she turned to Micky while slipping on the leather cuffs once again and saying, “if he did not know when to stop, it would be on his conscience for the rest of his life, but she needed lots of his pain and it and she would enjoy it to her last breath for herself and her husband”. She then passed him both the nipple clamps and the whip, saying, “please master hurt me for my husband!”
With trembling hand`s he took the whip and laid it beside him then he asked if she needed securing, but she refused, saying “it would be a test of my mental strength, to stand here and to be scourged--- everywhere,” opening her legs to stand akimbo as if to silently reinforce the ‘every-where!’
She said that “when he had finished and had cum enough!” he was, “ please to secure her to the bed and use her for the remainder of the dark hours, in any way he wished, but at dawn he must release Andy give her back to him to enjoy exactly as they had pre-arranged, during which, he was not to interfere in any way, regardless of her condition and he was to cum on her body once more before Andy finished with her and while she was still conscious.”
He nodded, though the “still conscious” had thrown him a little and realising his worries she said, “It was a ritual for them both and not for him to worry as Andy knew what he was doing!” Then she stood and allowed him to slip on the first nipple clamp, tightening it till she winced, then the second again till the tiny twitch of her face stopped him tightening the little thing more, finally he added one full turn to each grip, which made her open her mouth with a long drawn out groan, her hands hung at her sides, though as the last turn had been made he had seen a single involuntary twitch of defence which she had overcome though sheer will power and had dropped the hands to her sides once more. He nodded his approval of that and she stood expectant of his next move.
He picked up the whip, hefted it as if testing its weight, a surge of power running through him like he had never known, then with a flick the leather thongs slapped against her belly, flick, flick, flick the stinging thong’s landed, it was poetry, it was power, it was a joy to hear her breathing sharpen, and hear the slap of leather on skin, he switched targets, Flick, the left breast moved, flick again that same breast to her surprise, as she had expected it on the right, Flick, flick, flick, the clamp took most of the force, jerking on the trapped nipple and doubling the shear pain of its grip,. Again he shifted his target flick, flick her belly showed the location of the shot as a mild redness appeared, Flick, flick, flick, rapid shots to the other nipple, the same red hot feeling as before as the clamp pulled and jumped on the rubbery nub…
Then a single shot up into her crutch, the thongs wrapping themselves up into her sex, curling into her body almost as a caress, slapping themselves up and across her rapidly and automatically clenched buttocks. This time she groaned, again and very fast, the blow was repeated, her body not expecting this second rapid blow searing across her soft sex like blue fire, catching the unsuspecting cheeks as they relaxed from the last blow and sending her skipping upwards as the puckered brown star was caught unawares.
That time she did catch her breath, the lash swung and wrapped itself once more around her body this time at hip height, with a slap of leather that resounded round the room with a sound that made Andy take in a breath, as he watched the redness instantly appear on his wife`s pale skin.
Micky moved around, blows fell on shoulders, back hips, and thighs, each just a little tiny bit harder, each just a tad more painful, he was enjoying the whole experience as she stood as if impassive and he rained blows on her body.
Barney by this time was sat beside Andy ,watching his erstwhile bitch receive blow upon blow, with curious eyes, he rested his head on Andy`s knee, the smell of sex wafting around the room and arousing the a****l as always, he had been trained to lick at Micky`s stiffness, it was their usual sexual outlet their secret mutual oral masturbation, and so it seemed to the a****l perfectly normal to lick at Andy`s now stiff prick, it was the final straw for the poor handcuffed man watching his wife absorb the pain so merrily inflicted on her by the onslaught of whip strokes, and being licked by this lovely old dog, soon had his balls tightening and the cum spraying into the mouth of the excited Barney who loved the taste. It was a distraction, the whip paused and they both watched man and b**st savour the moment, then the leather struck again time and again, the woman`s skin becoming the colour of a red apple from neck to knee, the blows rained down, a few between her legs both back and front, her shoulders, her butt and her breasts till the left clamp fell away, he removed the right, leaving in its wake more tender nipples to aim at, for half an hour the blows rained down, 30 long minutes of exquisite torture for her and her watching husband, who was by now feeling every stroke, every tap, every stinging flick…
The dog moved to his master`s tool, he began to lick as if his life depended on it, the burst when it came filled the dogs mouth and signalled the end of the session, to her reluctance joy and relief, although she herself had asked for it and had found release in the pain she knew she was near collapse.
On jelly legs they readied themselves for bed, emptying bladders, and in Andy`s case, still handcuffed it meant being covered up, and tucked in by his wife`s tormenter.
In joys case having the leather cuffs secured to the headrail in the one central position so that she could turn over if Micky her lover so desired.
There followed a long night of fit-full dozes, the dark hours broken by bouts of noisy thrusting, sometimes in her pussy sometimes at the rear, cum dripping from both her orifices, in a way until tonight our hero would have thought at his age to be impossible.
The rain still lashed the van, the wind howled and the distant waves roared on the beach as dawn raised its usual grey face, Micky knew his time had finished, just one more act, a final stanza, he dragged himself from the warm body and bed, to call the cuckold husband, unlocked the proffered handcuffs and watched as the big man, took his place and mounted his wife. It was brutal, the man was exacting his revenge for her having cuckolded him, hard thrusts, hammered into her body, his giant hands soon wrapped around her throat and her face rapidly turned pink and then red as oxygen became starved. Her orgasm began as did Micky`s his final drains of seed splattering onto her body as Andy filling her with his own giant trust and groan she slipped smiling from consciousness on the crest of a mutual wave. They released her, and she slowly regained her senses, they all knew the thing was over, they showered, Joy then Andy, and finally the very tired Micky. They breakfasted, while Barney took advantage of a lull in the down-pour to do his business outside, then having loaded the bags, they said goodbye at the door kissing and shaking hands like any ordinary happy campers.
He waved as he watched the car swish away through the puddles, the rain began once again and as it went from his sight he closed the door, shook his head then picked up his computer…a story needed writing…


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