Our New Toy
Part 08
By
Norm DePloom
"It's time for you to get on with your studying" I said taking on a
stern demeanor after giving Nancy and Patsy a chance to catch their breath
wrapped in each others arms.
"I promised your mother an improvement in your grades-" I continued
pulling Patsy up from the floor. "-and just because your Mistress is being a
horny little slut-" I smiled and winked at Nancy, she stuck her tongue out at
me.
"Don't stick it out unless you plan on using it." I said as an aside to
my wife, sinking to the same childish level she was displaying.
"Come here and I'll show you what I plan to use it for." She replied
rolling over onto her hands and knees then, wagging her tongue obscenely, she
moved towards my crotch with sensuous feline-esque movements. The large bulge
in the front of my pants testified to my aching need.
"There will be plenty of time for that,-" I said as I gently pushed her
away ignoring her exaggerated pout. "-but, as I was saying, your Mistress being
a horny little slut doesn't change the need for you to study." I took Patsy by
the e arm and guided her to a small desk set up in the corner of the front room.
Nancy abandoned her pout and followed us, anxious to join in the study 'games'
I'd devised to improve Patsy's learning.
"Stand here." I instructed her as I retrieved my equipment from the desk
drawer.
"This-" I informed Patsy, as I held the device up so she could see it.
"-is a Tens unit." Seeing the blank look on her face I explained further. "A
Tens unit is designed to relieve pain by passing a mild electric current through
the affected area." As I talked I applied one of the sticky foam, disk shaped
electrodes to each of her nipples.
"Spread your legs." I ordered, as I sat down on the straight-backed desk
chair. I was pleased to see that despite her blush and her obvious discomfort
at being handled by me in such an intimate yet casual manner, Patsy obeyed
immediately. "I've made a few modifications in it of course." I explained as I
placed the third electrode over her clitoris.
"Turn around." I ordered once her 'clit-trode' was in place. "Spread
your legs more and bend over." Patsy moaned with embarrassment as she followed
my order. Nancy pulled another chair over and, still naked, sat down beside me.
"Bend over as far as you can-" I clarified my desires. "-and reach back
and spread yourself open." Nancy and I watched Patsy's upside down face through
her legs turn bright red as she hesitated then, reaching back with both hands,
pulled her butt cheeks apart. We stared with open lust at Patsy's 'charms' so
enticingly displayed for our enjoyment.
"How-" Nancy asked as she reached out with one finger and gently touched
the tightly closed quivering orifice that had become the center of our
attention. "-can you resist?" Taking into considering my extreme hardness, I
wondered the same thing. It took all my will power to resist the urge to pull
my trousers down and force myself into whichever place I happened to hit when I
stood up. I ran my hand up her inner thigh enjoying the feel of her firm warm
trembling flesh.
"Open your eyes." I commanded when I noticed that Patsy's eyes were
squeezed shut and tears were rolling 'down' her forehead and into her hair.
"Let's get her wired up-" I suggested to Nancy removing my hand from her
enticing thigh and picking up the last of the self-adhesive electrodes. "-so
she can start studying and we can relieve our - ah - 'tension'." I finished
pushing Nancy's finger away and applying the last electrode in its place.
"You can stand up and turn around now." Patsy did as I had instructed
and stood in front of us with wires hanging from each of her nipples and from
between her butt cheeks.
"Remember this?" I asked holding the modified butterfly vibrator up for
Patsy to see. "You had such a wonderful public orgasm the last time you wore
it." I reminded her. Her bright red blush was enough to tell me that she did
indeed remember the appliance I was about to strap into place between her legs.
I had removed the on/off switch and remoted it with thin wires running from the
removed switch into the vibrator through the small hole left by its removal.
Pushing it snugly against Patsy, Nancy and I strapped it into place.
"Sit down." Nancy ordered as she stood up and pushed her chair towards
Patsy, who turned the chair then sat facing us. Nancy stood beside me and
draped her arm over my shoulder. I could feel the warmth radiating from her
naked body as I attached the wires hanging from Patsy's various body parts to
the Tens controller. The expression on Patsy's face, combined with her body
language, revealed concern about what was about to happen to her.
"We have developed our own process to help you learn." I gave her my
best 'evil' smile and almost laughed when she cringed in genuine fear.
"Here-" I said pointing to a thin binder setting on the desk. "-is a
distillation of every thing you should know before you take your final in US
History." Patsy looked through the binder as I talked. "We will give you a
reasonable amount of time to review the material-" Patsy's eyes dropped to my
lap where Nancy was doing her best to distract me by unzipping my fly and
messaging me where I stuck straight up out of my pants. Patsy blushed, but did
not move her eyes from the sight of Nancy's hand moving slowly up and down.
"-then-" I continued trying to ignore Nancy's actions. "-you will be tested."
All three of us sat for a moment each of our worlds revolving around Nancy's
hand.
"When we test you-" I finally continued. "-you will be punished for
every wrong answer-" I pushed the button on the Tens causing separate painful
but harmless jolts, one between her nipples, and the other between her clitoris
and her anus. Patsy's body jerked as she squealed more from surprise than pain.
"-and you will be rewarded for your correct answers." I finished turning on the
vibrator nestled between her legs. Patsy jumped and squealed once more, the to
reactions being almost identical.
"Now-" I said as Nancy, using my erection as a pivot point, slipped off
her chair and sank to her knees in front of me. Patsy, with seeming reluctance,
turned her chair towards the desk and picking up the study book, pretended not
to watch as Nancy took me completely into her mouth. I moaned softly and
grinned at our blushing toy as Nancy's head moved slowly up and down. Patsy, her
view being limited, the intimate details being blocked by the back of Nancy's
head, soon went back to her studying. Only her bright red face revealed that
she was aware of what was happening only a couple of feet from where she sat.
After a few minutes of expert oral manipulation Nancy released me from
her mouth and, kissing and licking her way up my chest, buried her tongue deeply
into my mouth while she straddled my lap and continued with her nether-lips what
she had so recently abandoned with the lips she now pressed against mine. I
watched over Nancy's shoulder as Patsy gave up all pretense of studying and
stared with equal portions of curiosity, embarrassment and growing lust the
display now being offered for her to view. Since Nancy's back was turned
towards her, Patsy was experiencing an 'up close and personal' view of the male
and female genitalia in action for the first time in her life. As I watched
Patsy's right hand slipped from the desk and moved slowly down her stomach.
"No!" I ordered just as Patsy's legs spread and her fingers started to
push under the vibrator. "You are not allowed to touch yourself." She jumped
like a person being awakened from a trance and jerked her hand back onto the
desk.
"Tch, tch, tch-" Nancy said pushing her hair aside and looking over her
shoulder. "-how dare you watch your owners without their permission." She
finished with very convincing mock severity. Without pausing in her steady up
and down movements in my lap, Nancy turning her mouth back to mine, then arched
her back to give Patsy an even better view of the 'action'. From then on Nancy
would, every few minutes, abandon her attempts to suck my tongue from my head to
peek over her shoulder. Having assured her 'inner exhibitionist' that Patsy was
still watching Nancy would return to her single-minded efforts to perfect her
vacuum tongue-ectomy technique.
We found fucking in front of our new toy to be even more thrilling than
we had imagined. Just the two of us with her watching set us off like Forth of
July fireworks. Nancy put on an even bigger than usual orgasmic display to
impress Patsy then the two of us clung to each other, our bodies still connected
while we caught our breath.
"Wow" Was about all I could say.
"Normally-" Nancy said to Patsy as she 'dismounted' and, stepping over to
her, leaned over and nuzzled Patsy's neck while she continued softly in her ear.
"-you would be expected to lick us clean when we finish, but since your studying
we'll have to leave that until later." Nancy cupped Patsy's breasts from
behind. "I'm sure you will grow to love the taste of your Master's cum as it
drips back out of me onto your waiting tongue." The expression on Patsy's face
told us that she doubted that she would ever love such a thing.
"I think it's time to test our toy's knowledge." I announced
straightening up my clothes and enjoying the look of horror on Patsy's face. As
I asked the predetermined questions Nancy 'manned' the buttons and administrated
rewards and punishments according to Patsy's answers. The expressions on her
face were exquisite. I could not decide which I liked the best; the face she
made when she was in pain, the face she made when she was being pleasured by the
vibrator or that wonderful expression of fear, desire and anticipation that
momentarily crossed her face as she waited for her punishment or reward after
she answered a question. By the time the last question had been asked and
answered the experience had left Patsy panting on the brink of an orgasm, and
Nancy and I in states of obvious excitement. The aroma of Patsy's excitement
mixed with Nancy's more familiar scent and filled me with the almost
irresistible desire to take both of them at the same time right there on the
floor. Instead I gave Patsy a list of page numbers for her to review in her
study book then, reluctantly leaving her to continue under Nancy's supervision,
excused myself to take care of some of my own work.
I half expected Nancy to give into her own unbridled lust and spend the
time riding Patsy's face to orgasm after orgasm instead of keeping her busy with
her studies. When I returned I entered the apartment quietly so I could do a
little spying on the two women. I positioned myself in the hallway shadows
where I could see and hear them without being seen.
"Why won't he-" Patsy paused, biting her lip, obviously unsure about how
to continue. "-why won't he have sex with me?" She finally asked with tears
streaming down her cheeks. "Doesn't he like me?" She finished in a tiny
pitiful voice.
"Of course he does." Nancy replied taking Patsy's hands in hers and
looking tenderly into Patsy's large innocent eyes. "Playing with you makes him
so hard it feels like an iron rod when he puts it inside me." Patsy smiled
shyly as she stared back into Nancy's eyes without wavering. "I know he is
planing something special for you." Nancy continued. They sat quietly for a
moment then Nancy reached up and touched Patsy's cheek. "What's your fantasy?"
She asked softly. "What do you think of at night when you touch yourself?"
Nancy asked with gentle sincerity. Patsy blushed deeply then began to answer
slowly in a barely audible voice.
"My favorite is to imagine that I'm living a long time ago, and that
Viking pirates have kidnapped me."
"Go on." Nancy encouraged.
"I'm on their sailing ship. I'm naked and chained by the neck to the bed
in the captain's cabin. All I can do is wait for the big burley bearded captain
to come in and use me in whatever way he wants to."
"And?" Nancy asked her own imagination obviously being stimulated by the
fantasy being related to her.
"You know what really turns me on about that fantasy?" Patsy asked.
"What?"
"Knowing that when the captain has finished ravishing me he's going to
chain me to the mast naked and the whole crew of pirates will take turns with
me, and knowing that for the rest of my life any man who wants me will take me
any time and any way he wants to."
"Being in chains makes you free." Nancy stated without emotion. "We are
putting you in chains here." Nancy continued placing her finger on Patsy's
forehead. "And once you have been chained here-" Nancy again pointed to Patsy's
head. "-you don't need chains anywhere else except for decoration." Nancy
reached into the desk drawer and pulled out several silk ribbons that she had
prepared.
"Hold out your wrists" Nancy ordered becoming once again the mistress
instead of the confidant. Nancy placed a ribbon around Patsy's right wrist and
fastened it with the Velcro she had already sewn onto the ribbon.
"As far as you are concerned-" Nancy addressed Patsy with total
seriousness. "-this is a steel manacle welded around your wrist." Nancy
continued speaking as she placed another ribbon on Patsy's left wrist. "You
cannot remove them, ever, and no one else can remove them for you." After
placing the ribbon around Patsy's left wrist Nancy pointed to Patsy's right foot
which Patsy obediently raised.
"Only your owners,-" Nancy continued as she affixed ribbons to each of
Patsy's ankles. "-your Master and I can remove them." Patsy looked at the silk
ribbons around her wrists and ankles.
"Take off your collar." Patsy looked shocked at the order, but unbuckled
the leather collar with a broken-hearted expression on her face. Nancy took the
collar from Patsy and placed it on the desk.
"This-" Nancy intoned as she placed a silk ribbon around Patsy's neck and
pushed the Velcro tabs together. "-is your new steel collar that I have just
welded around your neck."
"Now, put your hands on your legs." Nancy waited patiently while Patsy
moved her hands and laid them palm down on her thighs. "This-" Nancy announced
picking up a length of red silk ribbon "-is an iron chain." Looping the red
ribbon under each of the red silk 'manacles' Nancy tied it in a loose half knot,
which could be pulled apart with the gentlest pull.
"Your wrists are now chained together." Nancy said as she sat back and
looked at Patsy. I was also looking at Patsy, and it was a very erotic sight.
Naked, half lit by the desk lamp with red silk adorning her ankles, wrists and
throat.
"We understand-" Nancy continued, leaning forward and speaking to Patsy
in a soft, gentle tone. "-that you might occasionally forget, or when you are
excited you might move in a way that would make your chains come loose." Nancy
reached out and touched Patsy's bare knee. "That is a training matter and will
be dealt with by the use of whippings or extreme humiliations until you learn to
not let them happen."
"But listen close and understand this-" Nancy moved closer as she spoke
until her knees touched Patsy's, then with one of her hands on each of Patsy's
legs Nancy continued. "-if you ever deliberately take them off, or knowingly
treat them as anything less than iron chains you will be punished in the most
saver way possible. They sat silently for a moment while Patsy pondered what
punishment could be worse than whippings or extreme humiliations, both of which
scared her almost senseless.
"Would you like to know what that ultimate punishment will be?"
"Yes" Patsy answered in a small, quivering very unsure voice.
"If you ever intentionally remove one of these manacles, or intentionally
break one of these chains." Nancy paused dramatically then continued. "You
will be dressed in you own clothes and sent back to your parents home." Nancy
paused again. "And you will never, ever, get to be our toy again." It was a
gamble, and I thought that it was too early in the training but Nancy proved me
wrong.
Patsy sat and stared down at her red silk bindings. I could see her
thoughts on her face. All she had to do was pull her hands apart and she would
be free from us, free from the humiliation and physical pain we were putting her
through. Then I watched as her face reflected the gut wrenching inner
realization that she could not live without us or without what we were doing to
her. She dropped her eyes and stared at her lap.
"Yes Mistress." It was so low I almost missed it. It was truly the most
erotic sight I had ever seen, a naked young woman chained with a red silk
ribbon. I paused to enjoy the sight for a few minutes then stepped over and
opened the front door. Closing the door noisily I walked down the hall and into
the front room where the two naked young ladies were waiting for me.
"You ready to be tested?" Patsy looked up with an uncertain look on her
face.
"You bet she is." Nancy assured me giving Patsy's knee a squeeze. We put
Patsy through another test, which resulted in only two shocks, but left Patsy
panting on the verge of another orgasm.
"Well,-" I said as I began pealing the sticky electrodes from her
nipples after the test was completed. "-I think you are ready for that final
tomorrow." Patsy blushed appropriately as we handled the most private parts of
her body removing our testing equipment, before we stood her, still naked, in
front of us.
"You will now be given fifteen minutes to take care of your personal
needs." Nancy, setting beside me still just as naked as our toy, instructed
Patsy. "During this time you must clean yourself, shave your pubic area to
maintain complete smoothness then report back to us for inspection." Nancy
reached out for Patsy's wrist.
"I will now remove your manacles and leg irons-" Nancy removed the red
satin ribbons from Patsy's wrists and ankles as sae spoke. "-so the will not
interfere with your cleaning your body."
"Remember-" I reminded her as she turned to leave the room. "-you are
expected to clean yourself thoroughly, but you are not allowed to touch your
breasts, your nipples, or your crotch any more than absolutely necessary to
accomplish that, and under no circumstances are you to have an orgasm while you
are taking care of these needs." I dismissed her with a wave of my hand and
Nancy and I both watched her enticing rear as she walked away from us towards
the bathroom. Barely fourteen minutes later she presented herself in the front
room for our approval.
"Step over here." I said indicating a spot right in front of my chair.
After she complied with my command I watched the play of emotions across her
face as I ran my hands over her crotch to check the smoothness of her first
self-administered shave. I could feel her engorged and sensitive inner and
outer lips rubbing against the palm of my hand. I was thrilled by the thought
that here was a young pretty female human being who, if I continued to handle
her correctly, would willingly do anything I told her to do, with any one I told
her to do it with. The erotic nature of that power made me hard and, once again
I had to resist the urge to throw her to the floor and take her forcefully right
on the spot.
"Please." Patsy whispered, seemingly reading my thoughts as she watched
the bulge grow in the front of my trousers.
"Not yet-" I answered back softly. "-but soon." Nancy beckoned the
obviously frustrated girl over to stand in front of her.
"Lift your leg." She ordered. "I'm going to put your leg irons-" As
Nancy talked she replaced the silk ribbons around Patsy's ankles and neck.
"-and your collar back on, your manacles will wait until after you bath us."
Nancy let her hands linger on Patsy's smooth skin as she gave her instructions.
"Go run me a nice hot bath with bath salts and scented oil-" Nancy's hands
roamed to Patsy's breasts where they were encouraging her nipples to harden even
more than they already were. "-when the bath is ready you will come back into
this room and kneel in front of me." Nancy's hands moved down across Patsy's
stomach. "You will remain kneeling until I acknowledge you, then you will
announce that my bath is ready." Nancy removed her hand from Patsy's crotch and
allowed her to leave the room.
"What are you going to do about that poor frustrated girls virginity?"
Nancy asked me as soon as we were alone. "And when are you going to do it?"
"Soon." I answered her. "Maybe this weekend if I can get everything
arranged."
"What are you planning?" Nancy asked almost in a whisper.
"Something she'll never forget." I smiled at Nancy then reached over and
took her hand. "Trust me-" I continued. "-when that day is over she will
never again doubt that she is our property to do with as we please." We changed
the subject, but continued to talk as Patsy walked across the room to kneel
naked and, at least for the moment, ignored in front of Nancy.
"Your bath is ready." Patsy announced a few minutes later after
receiving an acknowledging wave of the hand. Nancy followed the hand wave with
a medium hard slap across Patsy's face. Even before the sting of the slap had
time to reach its peak Nancy reached out and touched Patsy's lips then let her
fingers linger on them in a gentle caress as she spoke.
"I have been lenient with you today because you have given me immense
pleasure with these lips,-" Nancy's caress remained tender even while her tone
grew more harsh. "-but you must remember to address us as 'Master' and
'Mistress'."
"Yes Mistress." Patsy answered with quiet contrition.
"Now, tell me again." Nancy ordered, removing her fingers from Patsy's
lips with obvious reluctance.
"Your bath is ready Mistress." Patsy said softly as she continued to
kneel in front of Nancy.
"Come along." Nancy said curtly as she stood and walked in all her naked
glory towards the bathroom. Patsy rose to her feet and followed. I picked up
my camera and followed the two magnificently nude females into the bathroom
where I took pictures while Patsy soaped and washed every inch of Nancy's body.
When the bath was finished Nancy stepped from the tub and smiled coyly at the
camera while Patsy worked to dry her naked body with a large bath towel.
"Now-" I commanded Patsy as Nancy left the bathroom with the towel
wrapped around her just above her breasts. "-rinse out the tub, fill it with
hot water then let me know in the bedroom when my bath is ready." Leaving Patsy
in the bathroom to complete her new assignment I went into the bedroom and,
reclining on the bed next to Nancy, gave her a brief explanation of my plans for
Patsy's deflowering party. By the time Patsy entered the room and knelt
silently by my side of the bed waiting for my permission to speak, Nancy's eyes
were twinkling with excitement as she slowly rubbed her legs together in
anticipation for the upcoming event.
"Yes?" I asked looking down at the naked slave-girl kneeling beside my
bed and relishing the image of what she was going to be put through in the near
future.
"Your bath is ready Master." She stated in a soft voice.
"Undress me." I ordered as I climbed from the bed and stood in front of
her. Patsy stood up and with trembling fingers unbuttoned my shirt. I
indicated for her to put the shirt on the chair next to us after she had removed
it from my body, then waited with a smile on my face and my pants tented by my
excited state, while she, with obvious embarrassment, knelt in front of me and,
unbuckling my belt, released me from the restraining material of my trousers. As
my pants slipped down my legs to settle around my ankles Patsy got the closest
look she had yet had of a turgid male organ.
"Come with me." I ordered, without any intention of a pun, as I stepped
out of my trousers and, after walking naked to the bathroom, stepped into the
tub and sat in the hot water. I watched her face intently as Patsy, kneeling
beside the tub, placed liquid soap on a nylon net body scrubber then, after
working it into a lather, began to tentatively rub it over my chest while she
pretended to ignore the red helmet of my engorged 'little solder' just peeking
at her above the surface of the water. I moved this way and that, enjoying the
just plain decadent joy of having a young virgin slave girl wash every nook and
cranny of my body. Finally we reached the point where every other part of me
had been washed.
"No." I instructed her taking her wrist in my hand as she started to
push the soapy body scrubber into my crotch. "Use your hand." Patsy turned a
deeper shade of red than we had seen since that first day when we took her to
lunch and I jerked gently in anticipation as the color spread from her face,
down her neck and across the tops of her breasts while she hung the scrubber on
a hook and, after rubbing soap on her hands, reached down and stroked me
tentatively up and down with her slick hand. I sighed deeply then, pulling her
mouth to mine, kissed her deeply while she continued her soapy up and down
washing action.
"That's enough." I declared emphatically, pulling my lips from hers and
removing her slippery hand from my crotch.
"Now dry me." I ordered after rinsing and stepping from the tub. I
continued to stick out like a steel rod while Patsy, starting with my
extremities and working her way toward my crotch, was occasionally bumped by it
in the face. I pulled her to her feet and slipped my hand between her legs
after she finished drying me.
"You're wet." I stated gently rubbing her with my hand. Our bodies were
so close together that I could feel the heat of her excited embarrassment
radiating from her red-blushed skin.
"Yes Master'" She answered breathlessly.
"Do you want me to take you right now?" I let just the tip of my finger
slip between her inner lips.
"Yes Master, please." She begged as her hips thrust forward trying to
impale herself on my invading finger.
"No-" I said, taking a step back and removing my finger from its
new-found warm, wet home. "-not yet."
"Yes Master." Patsy whimpered in disappointment.
"Now-" I continued as I turned her around and gave her a gentle push out
the bathroom door. "-while I finish in here I want you to go prepare your
Mistress for my attentions." When I finally left the bathroom and entered the
bedroom I was greeted by the site of Nancy reclining on a pile of pillows that
were stacked against the headboard, her legs spread, holding Patsy's head
against her crotch with both hands. Patsy was laying on her stomach stretched
out from Nancy's crotch toward the foot of the bed with her legs slightly spread
just barely giving view to her own smooth hairless crotch. While Nancy rocked
her hips, pushing herself against Patsy's mouth an tongue, Patsy, while moving
her hands up and down her Mistress' inner thighs with growing excitement, was
also rocking her hips, trying to stimulate herself against the bed. It proved
to be such an erotic sight that, in spite of my own needs, I stepped back into
the front room and after retrieving the camera returned to the bedroom to take
pictures of my nymphomaniacal wife being pleasured for the third time in less
than six hours by her ever more willing sex slave.
After taking several photographs of the two entwined naked women I set
the camera aside and joined them on the bed. As I slowly caressed Patsy's up
thrust butt, letting my fingers curl down into her hot moist crotch, I was
rewarded by a muffled but still audible deep throaty moan from between Nancy's
legs. I looked at Nancy with a raised eyebrow and after receiving a nod of
assent to my unasked question, pushed my hand more deeply between Patsy's legs
and feeling my fingers rub along her slick, well-lubricated lips, continued to
push until the tip of my finger moved over her swollen, over-sensitive clitoris.
As I moved my finger gently back and forth over her little fleshy nub of
pulsing nerve endings Patsy humped her hips more forcefully, pushing herself
against my invading fingers while she dutifully brought her Mistress to a series
of ever more gut-wrenching orgasms. This continued until Patsy's own body shook
in a series of violent jerks as wave after wave of orgasmic muscle contractions
seemed to lift her body from the bed as she clasped her legs tightly around my
wrist and, grinding her hardened clitoris against my fingertip, drenched my hand
with the excess lubricant from her swollen lips. I let her lay for a couple of
minutes, resting with her face still buried in Nancy's crotch before pushing her
aside and taking my own place on my knees between my wife's spread thighs.
"Now-" I instructed Nancy as I pulled her up to a setting position. "-you
will open your Mistress with one hand while you guide your Master into her with
the other." Patsy rewarded us with another full upper-body blush as she reached
out and, with one trembling hand spread Nancy's lips open while, with the other,
she grasped my hard shaft and gently guided its helmet shaped head into the warm
eagerly waiting home.
"Now keep your hand between us and massage her clitoris." I ordered as I
began my full, slow thrusts into Nancy. As we moved in practiced unison, Nancy
and I both watched the play of emotions across Patsy's face as she watched, her
eyes not more than a couple of inches away, the steady in and out motions of our
sexual union.
"Suck on your Mistress' nipples." Patsy immediately complied, beginning
to suck on the nipple nearest to her without pausing the steady rubbing of
Nancy's clitoris with her fingers. I could tell by the look in my wife's eyes
that she was as excited by Patsy's presence in our bed while we made love as I
was. Reaching the crises point I pushed myself fully into Nancy, trapping
Patsy's hand between us as I moaned and repeatedly jerked, emptying myself into
her waiting receptacle. To be honest I was so overcome with my own
gratification at that moment that I can't truthfully say whether Nancy came at
the same time or not. If not she certainly had not been deprived that day, and
made no complaint. After the three of us rested for a few minutes in one heap of
naked body parts on the bed, Nancy, after putting Patsy's silk ribbon manacles
back on her, tied one end of a length of red silk ribbon to the silk ribbon
leg-iron on Patsy's left ankle then tied the other end to the foot of the bed.
"You will sleep on the floor at the foot of the bed." I informed Patsy
as I handed her a pillow and a blanket. Nancy and I snuggled together under the
covers and soon we were both sound asleep.
