PLAYTIME.
Jim and Byron walked over to our selections and said, “What great choices.” He said, “How about the anal beads first?”
I said, “Sure why not it’s your party.” He said, “There are two big easy chairs here in the living room suppose we bend one of you over each chair and see if the beads fit?” I said, “That’s cool with me, how about you Gloria?” She said, “OK but suppose we switch guys for the punishment phase not any sex but the games.”
I asked, “How do you guys feel about that?” Jim said, I’m Ok with it if you are.” Indicating me. I said, I’m fine, how about Byron?” He said, “let’s get it on.”
In the bag Cindy had placed three bottles of astro-lube.
Jim and Byron each picked up a set of beads and generously lubricated the first three beads and their fingers. I said, “Byron, blindfold me please,” I went on, “This is something new and weird I want to experience it with out watching.” Byron accommodated with a sleeping mask and then tied a cloth around that. I was definitely sightless in fact I couldn’t even tell if the lights were on.
Gloria said, “Jim do me the same way.” Jim said, “No problem.” In seconds we were both turned over the backs of the chairs and blindfolded. I felt Byron insert a finger into my anus and then a second. I felt him trickle more lube and then work it into me. The first bead was comfortable the diameter was a little big but not painful in any way. The second was fine and the third presented no problem. The fourth was crowding and I remembered what Cindy had said about it would feel very crowded but allow them all and the coming out party was worth it.
My six I was so stuffed I was afraid I would burst. I heard Gloria start to protest and I said, “Remember Cindy’s instructions.” Gloria snapped and said, “OK let me have another.”
Now all eight were in and I said, “Spank me a bit please Byron.” He did and the feeling of those beads rubbing together was magnificent. Byron said, “Hang on, coming out now.” I did as was told and as the first bead popped out into sunlight my climax was unbelievable.
My nectar was running down my thigh and I heard Gloria say, “Oh my god that’s great.” I knew then that she was experiencing the same climatic exiting.
It sounded like a symphony as each bead was extracted. I would moan my climax, Gloria was a screamer and she let everyone in the entire state know that she was pleased.
When the final of the eight beads was extracted my climax was followed by a stream of effluvia. The beads had acted as a diuretic and I shit all over my legs and the floor. It was a beautiful carpet also. Gloria evidently had a similar problem. We were stood upright and led still blindfolded into the master bath. I said, “Why am I still blindfolded?” Jim said, “Let’s keep you guys blindfolded for the rest of the day.” Gloria said, “Outstanding. that way we won’t know what’s coming next.”
Byron said, “OK now shower and wash that shit off.”
They adjusted the water for us and guided us in. In the meantime they called housekeeping for an emergency carpet cleaner. By the time we finished showering the carpets were being shampooed, I heard a male voice say, “That’s very generous of you sir. Just no more enema parties in the living room please.”
The men moved the chairs explaining to us they were going to bend us over again and didn’t want us to have to stand in the wet spot. I laughed and said, “We can sleep in the wet spot though and that wouldn’t bother you.”
The men both laughed at that one and said, “Let’s see if we can spank some of that sassiness out of you.”
They leaned us back over the chair. I assumed both of us but couldn’t see. I heard Gloria a few feet away. Now I felt a heavy leather strap swipe across my buttocks. OOOH that hurt. However it felt comfortable now. The strapping continued and I was asked to count. I guess we both were. It seems that the boys where choreographing the strop strikes because we both said, “Two” at the same time.
Byron asked, “Can we handle 25?” I said, “I know you can but we have to just wait and see.”
Jim said, “Even a whipping won’t shut that smart mouth.” I said, “You know how to shut me up.” He said, “How?” I said, “Stick a Dick in it.” They just laughed and along came stropping number 6.
When we reached 25 Byron asked, “Need a break?” Gloria asked, “Why are you tired?”
Jim said, “OK ten more.” We resumed counting however Gloria said, “26” and I said, “1”
We got back on track with number 27 and at 35 they stopped. My ass was red hot, I wondered what Gloria felt. We were not in a position for discussion right now.
I heard Jim say to Byron, “Look at that color.” Byron said, “Prettiest shade of Crimson I’ve ever seen.”
I heard them shuffle around a bit and then addressed us saying, “OK start over from 1 this time.”
I almost came off the chair back as I felt my very first cane stroke. I heard Gloria say, “What the fuck was that?” Jim said, “Number one but because neither of you counted we start over.”
I said, “Bull shit one.” Jim said, “It is your cane you bought it and now you’re bitching about it.”
I said, “Bring it on we’ll start over with one.” I asked, “How many?” He said, “We’ll see if you can last to ten.” With that two canes slashed across two distinct and plump pair of buttocks. “Oh shit, one was my reply.” Gloria was still and then I heard a soft “one” from a tear laden voice. Gloria was crying harshly in the next chair. I heard Jim ask, “Want to quit?” Gloria said, “Fuck you.”
I felt the second cane slash and my body jerked. This was some nasty shit. I managed to remember to count two and heard a defiant two from Gloria she was pissed off.
I suffered through 5 and then my buttocks seemed to crave another. I don’t know why but I remembered reading something about pain being an aphrodisiac to some people. I guess I was one of those, because I was craving the next stripe.
Gloria had kept up with the count but I had no idea what effect this was having on her psychologically.
The next slash and I counted six, Gloria was right in cadence with me and her voice seemed more resolved.
After the ten stripes had been delivered Jim said, “We are going to make a salt solution and soak a face towel in it then apply it to your ass, it will sting like hell but the salt will heal any cuts and keep the discoloration to a minimum.”
We lay there still blindfolded while the poultice was prepared and applied. Right they were it stung like a bee bite but I even enjoyed this pain. I was afraid I was becoming a pain slut.
Byron led me and Jim led Gloria they placed us side by side on the bed in Jim and my bedroom. We were flat on our back and Byron placed three full size bed pillows under my buttocks and the small of my back. I felt him I assumed it was him lubricate my vagina rather well. I felt him insert an object I assumed it to be an egg. When he inserted the second I was confident that’s what they were. All at once they came too life. I felt them dance inside me massaging my vaginal walls. I guess Byron was working the control box now as he speed them up and then slowed them way down. He was driving me to distraction but my god this was erotic. With the eggs vibrating at full speed inside me I felt the first stripe of a flogger across my breasts. That did it. I was primed now. I love to have my breasts tormented as Jim had found out earlier this week. My free hand was now masturbating my clitoris with the eggs dancing inside me. I said, “Don’t quit now, flog me some more.” Byron said, “Beg me.” I said, “Gloria are you there?” She said, “Yes but I’m begging also.”
Being blindfolded like this was the most erotic experience I ever had. Now he started flogging my breasts in earnest. The flogging kept up for a good 15 minutes. The men took off our blindfolds and helped us stand. I don’t know about Gloria but my knees were giving out. I walked to the full length mirror on the back of the exit door and looked myself over. I looked like a refugee from a torture camp someplace in Nazi Germany. My buttocks was black and Blue with distinct cane marks running from the small of my back to the middle of my thighs on the rear of my body and my breasts were beet red and still clamped.
Gloria looked no better but she said, “I’m looking for my bikini, I want to go to the pool.”
She continued “I love my new markings and I want everyone to see them.” It was eight O’clock already and we needed to eat. Gloria and I dressed in a sun dress that we had brought to travel in. It covered us up in the spots that were damaged. No not damaged lovingly marked. I was now a complete woman.
I asked Byron, “Want to watch me give Jim a blowjob?” Gloria said, “Not unless Jim gets to watch me do the same to Byron.” I said, “After dinner we’ll have an orgy OK?” Every one nodded in agreement and we left for dinner.
We did have an orgy that night and all of the next day and night. I fucked and sucked Byron and Jim was serviced several times by Gloria we were one big happy family.
On Thursday we packed and called for my car. The guys walked us down to the car. They handed us an envelope and two business cards. They said, “Each of the cards has our private cellular phones let’s do this again. I asked, “When?” they replied next time you get a school break.”
End of Las Vegas Kinky Sex Adventure – Chapter 9
The End
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