____________________________________________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________________________________________ ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- This work is copyrighted to the author © 2012. Please! Do not remove the author information or make any changes to this story. You may NOT post to other non-commercial "free" sites, or commercial sites without the author’s express written and watermarked permission. Thank you for your consideration. Author: Goldfish ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Out in the open Oh for all the joys of living. Two weekends ago my husband and I at the prompting of his 11 year old son and some of his selected classmates had an extensive sex educational class to supplement the lessons they were having at school toward the end of the school year. The youngsters were the same age and all had been far excelling in all of their school work and class standing. There were 5 girls and 5 boys along with their parents. There were only 2-two parent households and the rest were single parent families. The children and the parents submitted questions and there were no questions out of bounds. For demonstrations, the parents had volunteered on a case by case basis and also viewed intriguing videos from off of the Internet. The first lessons agreed upon by all the parents and children was that hymens were no longer necessary or desired. Sex within the group was condoned and totally voluntary in any hole. Cleanliness rules were made, demonstrated and followed. 4 of the girls still had their hymens and had been masturbating. These girls requested their hymen’s be removed by sharp fingernail to eliminate trauma. To say the least, many things were demonstrated, experienced, and done that none of us could ever have foreseen, especially within the age group. Also none of the youngsters in spite of almost continuous sex were sore in their orifices. My husband and I had a revelation. Since I have a short or shallow cervix, therefore, I cannot carry a child, we found a method where I might be able to experience in a short term (about a month) of carrying a 25 pound load of liquid in my womb. The method of doing this is described in detail in the story of “Behind the Kitchen.” I had been thinking about some of the erotic videos we had seen and at the time, I did not think I would ever even think of doing what some of the women were doing to their bodies. One of them was a young and very beautiful woman with large piercings in her nipples and labia. They were filled with large tubes and rods with ball ends or rings that were big enough that some of the shafts were from ¼ to ½ inches in diameter. In any social setting those were very large holes. Betsy’s mother now had some of the piercings in similar places but the sizes of the holes were tiny in comparison. I had thought about it for a week and am at the point of bringing up the subject of my getting some large piercings in my genitals. I had used a mirror today and tried some tiny needle piercings on my breasts, nipples and even on my labia, like I had seen. I only used rubbing alcohol for a cleaner. There was a slight sting in a couple of places but for the most part I felt fine afterwards. I had called Wanda to ask if she might be able to do some piercings for me. She said she could if I really wanted them. I had dinner ready before Ben got home and I was still wearing my big belly. Since the sex educational forum, I also had suggested to our son Bobby that clothing was now optional around the house. He had brought home Betsy with him for study. Since she was one of the in group, she and Bobby had both shed their clothes when they settled down to study in the living room. Acting like normal kids doing their homework but naked. When Ben got home the kids were about finished with their homework and Betsy had come into the kitchen with me. “Gee Nina you sure look pregnant with your belly like it is” as she rubbed it. “Yeh too bad my boobies probably will not get any bigger though.” They were already a 38E. I took her hand from my belly and placed it on my breast as she gave it a little squeeze. “If I was actually in my 9th month it would be pretty tender. Bobby came in and said. “Yeh and I would not be able to put my face in between then and blow bubbles.” He grasps them and sunk his nose between them squeezing and blew making a fart sound. We had a good laugh. We sat down to dinner and enjoyed ourselves. The last week, it had been kind of a regular thing with Bobby and Betsy alternating between their parents houses for the last few months but the last week had been so much more of a family thing since the sex ed class. The conversation had gotten around to reviewing it when both of them mentioned that there had been some inquiries from other kids to a lot of the same questions we had addressed. The teachers had of course referred them to their parents or completely sidestepped the subject all together. “Did either of you compile a list of the inquirers and the questions?” Ben asked. Bobby said he had done a list of the students and cross referenced them to the list of questions that he had noted from our forum. Betsy said that she had also cross referenced the students to their home phone numbers. Bobby asked. “What is dessert today mom?” I mentioned that I really had not thought about it as I had been thinking of some of the other subjects we had encountered at our home class. “How about some smoothies like we had in the class. It was a lot of fun for us girls and I know you are not in a condition to stand on your head or mix it up. I can do several batches!” Said Betsy, grinning broadly. “They were yummy and a lot of fun to make Mom!” “OK but clean yourself out good Betsy. Ben you mix up the brew. Bobby help her.” The kids ran out the back and Ben took out a melon to cut up with a couple of oranges and some milk. He also added a half cup of peroxide so bubbles would be introduced. By the time the blender was done the kids had come back in after Betsy had emptied her colon of the water from the 3 rinses. She quickly rolled into the cum dump position leaning up against the cupboard. Bobby was right there with the funnel. “I made sure and clamped on the hose to help stretch my bowel so I can handle more. Maybe even take the whole thing at once.” “Are you ready Betsy?” Asked Ben. She nodded, grinning, with her eyes sparkling. Ben started pouring the mixture into her wedged open anus. She said it was a little chilly. She had a couple of surges of exhilaration as her vagina squirted a little while she was being filled. About 2/3rds of the blender container was inside her when she was filled. I removed the funnel on her and asked if she could hold it? She closed her sphincter and fingered herself making sure she was closed completely before she rolled out to her hands and knees. “Gee this feels good! If I thought I could get away with it I would run around the house once to stir it up good.” “Not necessary Betsy, but if your really wanted too you could run up the stairs and back before you filled the glasses. Then you could take the second load or maybe a third before we all drank of you.” Like a flash she was off. Ben started making another full batch. When she ran up the stairs and back Bobby was keeping pace with her. They got back and she stooped and filled 2 glasses with the colorful liquid before repositioning herself. The last of the first batch went into her before the second started. This one had some chipped ice in the mixture before blending. Betsy noticed that it was cooler. When she was filled Betsy and Bobby took another lap. They took longer up stairs. When they got back she was dripping cum from her vagina. She added it to the mix. 2 more glasses were filled but she wanted to do the last of the preparation so we finished filling her one more time. They had looked outside and none of the neighbors were home or in sight and there were no cars so they made an outside circuit. She topped off all the glasses. We distributed the glasses and sipped, they were very good. None of them had any feces evident. There was a slight taste of cum but it was of both kids. But we were all primed for more little adventures. I began with my presentation for some large piercings for me. “I am going to include you all in this decision. First of all I will never be able to actually bear a child, and even without birth control I will never be likely to get pregnant for real. The sexual education forum brought up a couple of subliminal questions, scenarios, and ordeals that have now come to fore. You may have seen a couple of videos of women both piercing their genitals with needles and some with even very large holes in them. The large ones have rings and plugs in them and some had sleeves and other large jewelry in them. What I want to do with your understanding is to enlarge my nipples and enlarge my labia with a hormonal solution that will make them both very meaty and sensitive. While I am doing this I want to have multiple piercings in both my inner and outer labia, Nipples, navel, and maybe even some others that may or may not be permanent.” Ben asked. “Inner and outer?” “Yes both inner and outer. I want to try for 4 large ones on each side of each layer including a Christina and 2 hood ornaments. That would be an actual number of 23 holes in the region and at least 2 more big ones in my nipples. The ones in my outer labia would be as deep as the flesh hooks were in Wendy. The ones in my inner would mean stretching my inner a bit and would probably not be at the same time as the outers. Although I might have the inners done and quickly followed by the outers. Both will probably require about a months preparation. I will need to remove the plug while I am at it. I have been stretching the lips a bit during the day so I know it can be done.” Ben said. “It will mean a lot of pain Honey!” “Only momentary as long as there is not any infection.” “Will Ben need some sexual outlet while you are healing Nina?” Ben started to answer but I interrupted. “Yes he will Betsy.” “I will volunteer and I think the other girls might also and their moms.” “I thank you for volunteering Betsy and he has my permission to take on all of you. He has had a vasectomy several years ago so he is safe for any of the girls or women.” “What is a vasectomy?” asked Betsy. Ben answered. “It is a minor surgery where the tubes from my sperm making nards or balls were cut and tied so there is no longer any duct for my sperm to get to my Prostate to mix with ejaculate to impregnate a woman.” “So you have been fixed or altered already?” asked Betsy. “Yes I have, and partially because of this, I ask that Nina have her wish on the piercings. On the condition that once she has them she will go with me to some places to show them off.” Bobby asked. “Can I go too?” “Yes you probably can, and if you are not permitted, we won’t go to that place either. Can we see the exact places you want to get punctured?” “Lets clear the table and I will show you and I have some small needles that I want to practice with to prepare for the enlarged piercing. While I am at it I want to make sure that some of the things are sterile because they are not in a sterile container.” I put a microwave cooking bowel with water and lid in the microwave with 3 of the flesh hooks. I turned it on for 15 minutes and went outside. I fished a half inch tube into my vagina and slipped it in through the rubber check valve in my cervical plug. The liquid I had been carrying for the last couple of weeks surged out of my womb. When the flow stopped I felt and looked much smaller. I asked Bobby to reach in and unscrew the tiny air valve holding the air in the plug. He reached in and I felt his manipulation before the air started venting like a large fart. It was thrilling to feel as his arm was still in me. He grasp the device and when the air was about done he was able to pull it out of my cervix. It did not look any worse for wear. Betsy sat on my stomach and more water came rushing out of me. After she got up I could actually see my pubes. The table was ready with my assortment of needles and the now clean hooks. Wanda had left some syringes of Novocain for a deep nerve anesthetic. I had not mentioned these to Ben yet. Before laying down I filled 3 syringes with the amounts that was prescribed by Wanda. I lay down with the recliner for my back on the table with my legs far apart so everyone and myself could see the mirror was set up so I had a very good view from the far side of what I was doing. I used the first syringe above my clit for a Christina and actually felt the numbing of it within a couple of seconds. I was doing the piercing with a flesh hook instead of a curved needle. I would be leaving the hook in place until I would receive the large 8mm ring that I planned on using. The removable ring would be 30mm in diameter. I would need to be stretched and the hook could do it. I then used the other 2 syringes on my outer labia where I wanted to place 2 of the other hooks. I would leave these in place when I was done. “Now we will let that set for about 10 minutes while we do the little play things.” I took one of the 2 inch thin medical needles in the tray and the small clamp and had Betsy fasten it to my left nipple as Bobby pulled on it. It needed to be symmetrical but deep on this one. The needle was very sharp and I almost did not feel it. I oriented it so the cut was linear to the nipple. We repeated it on the other one. I decided to do a couple of needles to the edge of the aureole, and used the clamp to position the depth. I was using 2 inch needles so they did not need to bend much. They were not uncomfortable. The wipe down with the alcohol might have helped. The only thing I felt was the initial piercing but that was almost without notice. I had gone to a store and bought 2 rail clamps that were about 8 inches long and tied together at the ends with thumb screws they were about 1/8 inch thick. I positioned the first so that when I was able to pull my outer labia out with the larger clamping pliers I could pull the lips through the clamps. It was a 4 handed operation and Ben and Bobby helped. I hardly felt them moving. My lips were very numb by this time from the anesthetic. When this was done I pointed out a couple of things to them. “You notice I have a full inch pulled through the clamps for depth and I have 3 inches linear sticking through. When I do either this piercing or the later one this is how they need to be. First the needles.” I left the middle spot empty, but the top 2 and the bottom 2 positions were done easily I only felt a slight tugging as the needles went through. I took one of the hooks and positioned it on the inside of the right lip close to the clamp and wiped the spot with the alcohol again and as Betsy held the tension with the large clamp I pushed the flesh hook through. I knew it would be tough and I knew when the anesthetic wore off it would hurt for a couple of hours. I showed them all how my inner labia could be pulled out and even poke a couple of needles through the membranes. I showed Betsy where to put the small clamp on my clit hood for a needle and poked it through with very little feeling. I left this one in place for a bit. I had her move the clamp down toward the opening a bit and again pushed a needle through. I wiped the area where I wanted to do the Christina and took the last hook and pushed inside as hard as I could. It went in about a half inch so I pinched the mound into a roll about the size of a hotdog and pushed it through. I knew it would be about a little over an inch in diameter. The point came out on the top and I relaxed the pinch. I didn’t hurt but I had tears in my eyes. So did Ben, Bobby and Betsy. I suggested that they take some still pictures. I did not know it but Ben had been recording it all. We removed the clamps from my lips and they swelled nicely. The needles were all in line with the points toward the outside and the hooks snug and sealing the openings. I could not put my legs together because of the needles. “I think you are going to look beautiful when you put in all of your jewelry Honey.” Said Ben as he tugged on my nipple needles. “I think we can take out the needles from my labia now but not the ones on my hood. I want to wear them for a bit. Betsy rubbed the swab on the openings before and after she pulled them out. I was able to put my legs together but I was feeling very sexy. The 2 hooks stayed in place but the points rubbed the inside of my leg. We put little corks on the points. I was able to get up and walk around. I asked Ben if he had any fishing weights in the garage? He said he had a few and I asked him to bring them in. He hurried out the door and came back in a few minutes with a box of them. There were several deep sea fishing weights of about 4 ounces that had large loops in them on the back side for the hooks. I put them on and felt them tug as I got up and walked. I found that they swung in a rather erotic manner as I walked. I was happy. The phone rang and I answered it. “Nina’s piercing parlor!” I was expecting Wanda’s call. It was her and I asked if I could put it on speaker? She said I could. Her first words. “Congratulations! Did you use all needles or did you use some hooks as well?” I used the needles and the clamps and 3 of the hooks. Two in my outer and one Christina. I think I want some additional rings as well. Can you come over and bring that ointment that we found?” “The steroidal made for making whatever it is used on swell and gain tissue mass and sensitivity?” “Yes and bring a whole tub if they have it. I am wearing weights on the 3 hooks for now but darned but they don’t feel good. I can’t wait for my lips and nipples to get big.” “I will need to bring the vacuum pump and the accessories as well by the sounds of it, although your nipples are pretty big already.” “Sounds good Wanda. You might ask Wendy if she wants to come over I want to see how she is doing with her hooks out and healing. I used 3 of them in me this afternoon after sterilizing them. I am not sure but I think the stainless points are dull after use.” “They are for the purpose you used them for. The rest of the piercings we will need to give them a bit of an edge to cut the flesh a little so the flesh is not required to stretch completely over the openings. When the openings are stretched that much, the flesh actually tears a little. It is better to heal back closed faster but when it is cut it will allow the area to heal around the opening a little better. When they are stretched more they start to grow together very quickly when the hook is removed.” “OK Wanda, can we do the complete set this evening or this weekend?” “I think so Nina. A lot depends on how much pain you can tolerate and how your system adjusts to the pain and the changes that we will be making. A lot of it is mental and you are pretty healthy physically.” “We will see you in a bit then?” “About 20 minutes before I get there Nina.” “Okay bye then.” “You heard it. We are going for it right away. Anyone that anyone wants to invite? We have a full cupboard.” Betsy suggested, “The rest of the sex forum, at least give them the option. I know one of the other moms that have several visible piercings that might be interested and she has 3 kids. One is in our class. She seems OK to us although she is black. She has 2 brothers that are both older than she is. One is 12 and the other is 13. The mom is very dark and the three siblings are much lighter. Their dad might be Swedish.” Bobby said. “I think I know who you might mean. I saw him and he is from India. They are one of those on the list of possible new forum members.” “Which one if you have the number, and I will speak to them if you have a number. Betsy, call the other families and tell them what we are doing and invite them if they can come. If one of the singles has to work invite your classmate if they can come. They can stay the weekend.” In three calls, Betsy had contacted all of the classmates, and they were on the way with 2 of the parents. “I was thinking of Ben and about the time of my healing process. I don’t want you to be without stimulation for the duration and I don’t see how I can do it either with minimal or no sex. I know that intercourse for me will be difficult unless it is all by careful masturbation but I will still need some cum intake. I also know that I need to lose at least between 50 and 60 pounds to get to my healthy weight for my height. I want to keep my cervix stretched open so a very long and large dildo will be needed. On some of the sites I saw some bondage and torture type of things that did give me ideas. Not actual slave type of things with lashes or whips. But one with my legs outstretched or bound with my knees bent double and ties doing pull-ups on a bar to allow me to stroke a huge dildo as I do pull-ups with my arms. Another would be using a horizontal bar to hold onto and me doing deep knee bends on the big dildo going to full depth. It would have to be sized to keep me stretched to length and also to keep me stretched inside. I think if I had some way to make sure I did it consistently and literally 6 or 7 days a week I know that I would be good by the time I am healed. Can you make something like that?” “I have some plastic pipe with a good end on it to measure how long it can be made to we have a couple of things that we can select how much you are open to. I think I can do it. The bars for the exercising are no problem and even an adjustable bar to hang from is easily done.” The doorbell rang with the first of the classmates coming. Right behind them was Wanda and Wendy. The kids wasted no time getting rid of their clothing. It seemed that Betsy’s call had interrupted them in a coupling session after homework. Everyone was excited as for the week homework grades were all 100% for the forum students only 3 others got that high. They were all in the new forum list. Ben was back from the garage with a big piece of plastic pipe to check out my dimensions. He told me to stand over it and push it as far inside me by sliding down on it as far as I could take it but take it slowly. We wiped it down and gave it a good coating of KY gel. I was amazed as it went in and then slipped through my cervix with little trouble except a near orgasm that almost made me lose my body lift from my legs in the spasm. I swirled around a little to rearrange things a little and then settled until my breathing was drastically restricted. I told him that was it. Ben marked the tube from the back side. I stood up and the tube stayed. I bent over and he pulled it out. I had taken 18 inches. He said that he would make me a dildo that was slightly larger but also expandable as I stretched. I looked over the markings on Wendy from the hooks she had taken 2 weeks ago and they were healing nicely. Her breasts were a bit swollen and she commented that they were a full 2 sizes larger than before. Her boss had noticed as well but he was not privy to seeing the reason for the sudden growth. Wanda had the new ornaments that we were going to put in today and the ointment that is supposed to make my labia and nipples grow bigger, and maybe my breasts a bit. My nipples are all ready a half inch in diameter and slightly longer but I would be stretching them to handle something about that big inside them. “The ointment is also suitable to be rubbed into the wound so we will be using it for the piercings as well as for area growth. For this reason we will rub it in before hand after the alcohol wash. For the big ones on your labia we will need another shot of the Novocain. Have you been hurting yet?” I had not noticed but I was feeling the sensation of the hanging weights. I felt the lips and they seemed normal. The hooks did not hurt. “I’m ready when you are Wanda.” I positioned myself on the table and the classmates had gathered and I told them to wash their hands and put on the hospital gloves. They could rub me down with the swabs and the ointment they were not want to touch the stuff. Betsy grinned and said, “The girls wanted some on their nipples to make them grow faster.” Wanda said that once would not hurt them but be very careful. “Wash the stuff off when you get done feeling what you want to swell up. It probably might give irritation or maybe a rash besides a little swelling. If your little boobies are irritated, think of it as a good feeling or growing pains.” The girls literally covered their nipples and the area around them with the ointment before doing me. The alcohol swabs made me cold and the ointment made me hot as the circulation was increased where it touched me. Wanda gave me 4 smaller shots than the ones that I had done earlier deep within my labia. Wanda had removed the weights from my Christina and Labia and was refastened the clamps. She marked dots on my inner labia where I wanted the beginner rings placed. She then used the clamp and pinched where they were to be. One at a time she inserted the 8 gauge piercing needle and drew through the matching ball rings and fastened them in place. I hardly felt a thing. “These will stretch easily since they are only through 2 thick membranes they cannot handle too much weight and if you do hang weights on them do not move around too much or too long with the weights in place.” She took one of the new hooks she had sharpened and slid it through at the same depth as the right one I still had in place but about half way to the top mark. I felt it go through but it was mostly a tugging feeling. The cap was put on it for safety. She alternated until there were 5 on each side. She then did the 2 hood rings. I felt them slightly but the rings I could feel rubbing my clit. These I really liked. She had used the needles that Betsy had put in me as guides. She put in a bridge Monroe bar and a dermal implant just above it with a large diamond that she said that Ben had bought for her to put in. I had thought it was a rhinestone. She added the 6 more rings in the areas surrounding both aureole. Then she rubbed some more of the ointment into the nipple and onto the needle and clamped the nipple with the large clamp. She used a 10 gauge needle and the clamp was very tight. The hole was at the base of the nipple. I felt it but it did not bleed. The large ring she put in was the same size as the needle. Some more ointment was rubbed in for all of the piercings. Of course the standard instructions of washing with salt water daily for a while until the wounds cured but also rub in the ointment on those areas that I wanted the swelling to stay. She had brought a box full of pretty colored weights to hang from the hooks. They had various lengths of chains to them. Once the hook piercings cured they would be stretched enough to accept the larger bushings to finish healing and stretching. The classmates added the weights to me after I stood up and they were 8 ounces apiece. I would be carrying 80 ounces from my pussy lips around the house. I would also be wearing them when I was doing the big dildo. The girls wanted to do some smoothies like Betsy had done earlier so the ladies went into the back yard to clean themselves out again to prepare themselves while the boys made the mixture. The twins were first up and they had done like Betsy did and stretched themselves good before hand. Of course the boys had all added their own special sauce. Each took a full blender full and ran all around the house. The peroxide made them swell a bit with the semen in the mixture. By the time they got back 2 more girls were ready to take off. Betsy was the last this time but she stayed with her original amount. The classmates took 2 full loads each on the run around the house. The girls tasted real good when they were finished. The boys always ready gave them each an extra dose of cum in the ass as they were waiting for a refill. As some of the classmates were finishing the girls noted that their breasts and nipples were still a little swollen from the ointment keeping them aroused. Some of the girls were even talking about doing some needle play because it seemed their nipples and the area around them were itchy on the inside. Wendy told them that doing that might hurt them bad enough that they might not grow much more. In a couple of years theirs would be as large, or larger than any of the other girls around and their other classmates. Wanda approached them a little differently. She had large 38E breasts like mine but on a more slender body. “When you get larger you can play with yours like I can here. I cannot have a long duration piercing because of metal sensitivities but I can show you a couple of extreme types you can do later with long needles that can hurt but can also feel good for a short time if you are careful with them.” She took out 8 very long and fine needles. These are 30 gauge and very fine. They do not make much of a hole but they can make a very deep piercing. She took one and grasp her nipple lifting her breast and placed the needle next to her belly and pushed the needle straight up and through her breast coming out the top to the side. She took another and did the same about 2 inches toward inner side of the same breast and the needle came out the top to the same side. She did the same to the other breast then pushed 4 from the inside to the outside of each as well. “Now this is adult needle play. They are very sensitive and can be only inside me for about an hour or they really start hurting. I have some short ones that you can use the same size but do not push them directly in through your nipples. None of you have enough flesh under your nipples to miss hitting muscle or bone. You can do your labia or anywhere else if it is clean though.” Each of the girls took 2 of the small needles and swabs to experiment with. All of them did their tiny hoods then did their labia. Then their nipples and even their lips. They found that some spots there was no feeling but a fraction of an inch away it hurt very badly. It was getting late so everyone turned in sleeping on bean bags in each other’s arms. It was the wee hours when I heard the screech of a girl in extreme pain. I jumped up with the weights still attached and went running to the bathroom. One of the twins was standing over the toilet with her legs apart crying and screaming. “It Burns!!!” She was holding her muffin and dancing with her legs apart. It seems that she had done several needle play piercings on her labia and hood and when she needed to urinate in the middle of the night the salt water burned her. I told her to get in the shower and I turned on the water for a rinse. It seemed that she had also left the needles in place. She settled down a little as I noticed the needles with the caps on them and removed them. I gave her some soap and helped her to wash off good then rinse some more and we got out and dried off. Everyone else was awake by now and I suggested to the girls that they should do the same. You will feel uncomfortable for at least a day if you pierced anywhere that salt water might hit the piercings. Of course with my multiple large piercings I had not gone yet so none of us had thought of that. Part of the treatment for mine was the fact that I needed to thoroughly wash my piercings with salt water for about a week. Normally urine is pretty sterile when it leaves the body but it does cure open cuts and wounds and yes piercings. I was at the point now of needing to go and I think the rest were ready to empty their bladders. “Since I need to start curing my piercings I am going to get in the tub and all of you can pee on me. I think I might need a bath in it. I will start okay?” I sat in the tub and laid back ready for some pain and burning feelings. I was the first to pee on myself and it burned but I was now prepared. The boys lined up and pointed at their targets and sprayed a lot but they did not feel too bad. The girls now ready for the surprise stood over me and let it go peeing on my now sore spots. I rubbed my piercings and they started feeling better. I added some more warm water after things started to return to a comfortable state of affairs and the girls were feeling better and not stinging anymore. 2 by 2 the classmates left to resume their coupling slumber party. By the time they left, I was ready to do my rinse and rub in the ointment again. The ointment was doing the job of making things swell where I was putting it. I knew it was in the process of opening up my surface vascular system and drawing extra nutrients to the areas I was putting it on but it also was firming up the areas where I had my piercings. They were not tender but they were at least as sensitive as before I had the piercings. My nipples were in a continuous state of arousal. The hooks on my labia and Christina were doing their job with the weights of keeping constant pressure to stretch and the ointment had helped them seal even though they were now moving and sliding through their contact areas much more freely than they had at first. After rubbing in the ointment I was not in any mood to go back to sleep. I thought about normal activities and doing things while I was wearing the weights. I felt walking was fun with the weights sliding around while I was walking with them between my legs. Since everything was quiet I decided a midnight walk was in order. No one would see me walking in the quiet neighborhood by myself. If someone did see me they probably would not recognize me or believe their eyes. It was thrilling slipping out the back door and around the house to the front and then the street. There were no cars or lights on at the houses nearby. I started walking. I had gone 3 blocks when a car turned and I needed to duck behind a fence at one of the houses. When it passed I continued to the end of the block and around the corner. I had not paid much attention to this street but it was a through street but quiet at this time of night. A small business was still open on it but it was quiet with about 8 cars in the small parking lot. I got closer and it had a sign that it was a “Gentleman’s Club” with strippers. I was thinking this was meant to be. I went into the back door there was a bar inside and 2 girls that were topless where one was sitting talking to a couple of customers bottomless as well. The girl that was topless was serving drinks. She saw me first. She had a concerned look on her face. “Can I help you?” I smiled and answered “Maybe. I was out for a midnight stroll and just feeling so good. I happened to see this place and I don’t remember noticing it before. I only live a few blocks away and the curiosity drew me in.” “Welcome then. I am Anna and the other girl is Nancy. We trade off here tending bar and dancing for the customers. We are a membership bar so we work all night and three shifts. We have other girls but we don’t allow prostitution or intercourse between the workers and the members. We normally charge membership for repeat girls. First time is free admission.” “How much is membership?” “There is a $500 bond for women that are servers, $5000 for women in a straight membership. Men are paying $10,000 up front for 1 year.” “Do you have any openings for servers?” “We always have an opening for a good cook but we are not big enough to make it full time. A cook also does dancing or stripping for the guys.” “Perfect!! I am a dietitian and a good cook and I am starting on a routine with extreme exercise that might be good for guys to watch. I have never been in the sex trade but I think it might be a lot of fun and I have my husband’s support in it. I want to lose 50 to 60 pounds and stretch my vagina big enough that I might look kind of kinky.” You do look pretty kinky already with the weights hanging from the hooks. Are you stretching out?” By this time we had gathered most of the rest of the customers in a loose circle. “Yes I am. I want to modify my outer labia to hang down an inch or 2 and the inner has piercings also. They will all be bigger than they are now by at least twice as big. Then bushings put in place to take rings or whatever in them. They can even be tied together for some activities. I may even want to try some of the primitive things like breast suspensions and maybe a tranquility hook suspension when I get the weight lost.” One of the guys said. “Anyone doing a hook suspension will be given a full membership here and at least 10 other clubs in town. A tranquility suspension without a saddle for a woman would earn a membership for life.” “This club does not have the facility for hooked breast suspensions or a Tranquility suspension but one of the other clubs does.” Said the bartender. “We will close for the duration if you do any of the female suspensions that deal with either clamps or hooks in or on the breasts. There would be at least a thousand members will want to see it.” “When can I start working?” I was leaking by this time. “Monday in daytime shift starting at 8 in the morning.” Said the girl that was naked and had been talking to the customers. I was ready for the walk home. I returned the way I had come. One car passed, but I did not dodge the lights. I waved and the driver waved back from the convertible. I fell asleep the moment I hit the bean bag pillow. Everyone slept in but I relayed the findings about the job to Ben first thing in the morning. He said my props would be ready. I slipped on a long summer dress after everyone was done with breakfast. I took my ID and cards to fill out the paperwork for my new job. I was still wearing the weights and they did not show. A lot of people were out mowing their lawns and doing gardening while I walked past. Only 4 houses had the cars gone today. I guess they were at church. I introduced myself to the 2 women on duty and told them I was to make out the paperwork for a working membership but I wanted to pay for a couple membership while I was at it since my husband might want to come in. I put it on the card and the paperwork was finished in only a few minutes. They had heard about me so I slipped off my dress and told them I wanted to do a simple dance. Everyone gathered around the open stage and they played some music I did a little of everything including swinging the weights back and forth and even taking them off and putting them back on so the members would know they were not fake. When I had the weights off, I showed everyone my gaping vagina with all of the piercings. Some of the members gave me some tips but I gave them to the girls. I was still on top of the world when I walked home. The classmates were between things so they wanted to watch some videos. I suggested that if they wanted they could get dressed and all of us could go to a movie. They thought about it but they said that they could not take ass smoothies into the theater. I told them they would have a hard time dishing them out. They laughed about that but made some more to have while they were watching the web. I talked about the job some more with Ben and about the different parts of it before I got my weight off. We went into the garage workshop and he had the new dildo done. It barely fit. It did have a pedestal on it for adjustment and in case I slipped it would not do fatal damage to me. No other woman I knew could ever take the full stroke. The bar he has could be raised and lowered to the correct heights for hanging from my arms with my legs tied off and only the tips of my toes touching the ground if I dropped the last 6 inches. My butt would be on the pedestal with the weights free in the front. If I dropped I would survive but be hurting a bit. When the bar was lower as a handhold while I was doing deep knee bends I could control my own depth of penetration but I could also move side to side and in and out for vaginal stretching. He would take it to the club in the morning on the way to work. We rejoined the classmates for their entertainment while they were finishing their smoothies. The rest of the parents had come over and joined us. I told them that I had joined the gentleman’s club up the street and would be working there until I at least finished losing weight. I also retold of what I might do when I lost my excess bulk. Most of them commented on my decision on the piercings and my reasons for them. They were generally supportive of what I was doing until I lost my weight at least. The classmates wanted to look at some video’s of the tranquility suspension. We were only able to find a couple of them but there were several pictures. The one very attractive and well done video that we found we needed to pay to download. It was a lot cheaper than going to a movie even without refreshments. It showed a lot of the preparations and then the events and was in 2 parts. Each was over an hour long. The woman was incredible. She said that she hurt but the rush was even better and far exceeded any pain she had from the very large suspension hooks that she had taken through the middle and lower parts of her breasts. The flesh hooks were bent closed after they were inserted and were straight rounded points and all of the piercing was stretching and tearing. Nothing was actually cut with a knife or needle edges. There were only 2 hooks but they were over twice as big as the ones I was using. When I used them they would not be interfering with or hitting any of my current piercings. My breast sacs would be fully impaled for the duration of at least an hour. While I was watching the videos Ben was setting up my training devices in the living room. I could not wait to use it. I settled down on the dildo at full penetration and watched the video. My legs were straight out, but to the sides. I was comfortable with the shaft going straight through my center of gravity. The girls had been using some more of the ointment on themselves and their little boobies were getting kind of red with the circulation and the swelling. I think that a couple of them were now at least a 0 cup and almost an A size. The parents suggested that they lay off of the ointment for a bit. At about 3 in the afternoon the families started gathering their things to go home. A couple of the parents had direct connections to the outside group of youth that the classmates wanted to invite. The other mothers would break the ice and invite the others to open dialog and maybe the forum to them as well. The three of us were ready to go to our own beds early this evening. I was awake about the time that the sky started to get light on Monday. I took a saltwater bath and nothing stung me. Things were sealing up nicely and I found no sign of infections yet. If I did get infected, it would be more evident in one or 2 more days but beyond that they looked like they were curing nicely and ahead of schedule. I would be fully healed by the 6 month target date for my completion of my weight loss. I rinsed off and rubbed in the ointment. I was even able to slide some of the ointment into the piercings to make the sealing areas increase their swelling and circulation. This is why they were healing faster than normal. It was a nice walk to the club. Ben passed me on the way. The summer dress blew around a little and someone may have seen some of the weights but they were only little flashes and nothing big. I was greeted warmly when I entered by the day crew that I would be working with. I would be busy for a couple of hours cooking and serving breakfasts. I gave a shopping list for the next week’s menus of what I would be serving. The girl that was managing said that usually the breakfast crowd usually only took eggs and sausage and sometimes some cereals. I told her that I was going to try to balance out the meals a little bit. I even would be having some opportunities for fun for the lunch groups. Meantime I would add ham to the general breakfasts and cooked cereals. “What kind of treats for the lunch?” I grinned. “Steak of course with some rice and some interesting vegetables on the side. I am also thinking of some tempting challengers for the dart players. I noticed a portable panel with 2 holes at about tit level. I want to challenge the members a double or nothing to the players. I will stand behind the panels with my breasts poking through and each player has 2 darts. If they hit one of my aureole on either breast they get me to serve the meal with the dart in place at the listed price. If they miss them both but still hit the breast I will still serve them but at double the price with the dart still in place. If they hit both aureole or one in each I will give them a free meal served with them in place. If they hit one breast but miss all together with the other they pay triple. If they throw both but miss my breasts completely they pay 4 times.” Both of the girls said “That will hurt a lot! Most of them are pretty good.” I told them not really because the mere thought of trying to hit a live target on a woman would make 90% of them to miss completely with one or both darts. The darts must be cleaned first with alcohol and have my ointment on the tips. I will hand them to the members when I bring out the order. The distance will be 20 feet because the distance for the regular board is 12. They will be throwing them hard enough so that when it hits it will go in all of the way. In a way the sensation will be helping me because it will be injecting minute amounts of the ointment into my breast and making them a little larger, tighter and stronger each time they are hit. They also will be slightly desensitizing them in preparation for the hooks in about 6 months.” The first breakfast meal I put the napkin wrapping the silver through my Christina loop. I had both hands full. Every one of the customers were happy with the service. When things slowed I did my show with the dildo, doing the pull ups with bound legs. The suspension bar made me look like I would be fully impaled on it if I let go by taking only about 9 inches normally. I had the other entertainer bind my legs while mounted on it hanging from the bar with my hands tied to it. I was able to do 20 pull ups and I thought I would die. The girl unbound my legs so that I could stand with the dido still inside my lips. I repositioned the stand and spent 20 minutes doing deep knee bends. I was very tired when I was done and on a last orgasm sunk all the way down onto the platform. The reaction from the girls was dramatic. They thought I had been skewered. She helped me up when I assured them I was still in good shape. I told the girl that was the entertainer to “Fist me all the way.” Her eyes got big when she went all the way to her elbow in me. “That feels good too.” I said. It was lunch time and I needed to interrupt a couple of dart throwers to borrow the darts for my thing. I posted the dart option for lunch. The shield was moved to the right distance for the dart line. Every one was ordering the most expensive meal. I carried the darts in my nipple rings with the napkins and silver the same way as breakfast. The first customer I delivered to took the challenge. He started to go closer but the bartender put him back to the line. His first one was down by my feet. The second one was at hip level. He paid four times for a double order because his wife was with him. A nice $150 for that one. The next one was the same size but he got closer but still missed. I served 4 orders before one hit a breast and I delivered the meals to him for only triple. The next customer let his wife throw the darts and she missed the nipples but both were buried in my breasts. I cheerily delivered their meals for only double fare. One more couple tried it and the woman hit both of my aureole right next to the nipples. I served them both with a smile and a paid receipt. She wanted to admire my labia piercings. She said “Those are heavy duty. Mine are pretty small after looking at yours. I have had mine for 10 years. How long have you had yours?” She was surprised when I told her since last Friday evening. She asked me if I was planning any more and I told her when I lost my extra weight I wanted to do a tranquility suspension in 6 months. She asked what that was. I told her to look on the web under flesh hook tranquility suspensions. If the members want I have a pair of discs with videos of a woman doing it last year. I could show it once for the download fee. The husband asked how much that was? I said $100. He handed me $200. I told him that I would give him the discs this evening after 8:00. I would show the video in the club if he wished after 8:00. “Sounds good.” No one else tried the challenge and there were another half dozen members to serve dinners. I left the darts in place. After the initial shock of entry they felt fine. I did remove them when I did my afternoon routine. I finished just in time for the swing shift cook to arrive. She admired my piercings and noted that I looked like my lips might be stretched enough as they were hanging down almost 4 inches by now. The hooks were getting gaps around the top where they were stretching to open the piercing. I walked home with the weights and was happy that I had stretched so much and so quickly. I would have my bushings in my outers this evening it looked like. I would be trying some vacuum stretching for my nipples in the evenings. Wanda came over and she replaced the hooks with the large bushings. They took some stretching to get in place but they would hold nicely. Some more of the ointment and they looked very clean. Ben got home and I told him of the member that wanted a copy of the tranquility video. He said and I agreed with him that the download license was good for one copy and he would honor the 1 copy per license and we paid for the second set of recordings. We were surprised and the site congratulated us on our honesty. We had not tried to copy it or the old one would have scrambled and notified the vendor that a copy was being made. We gave them the name of the customer. The woman that had done the suspension came online in a live chat and asked if we wished any more answers. I asked her if I could see the scars from her experience. She stripped and showed us them. They were well healed even the third opening on the lower part of her breast that was pretty brutal. There was a metal cable loop that was fed into the base of her breasts that terminated at the other end with non piercing hooks that were to either side of her clit that supported most of her weight. The eyelets were speared through the large hooks that were just above the cables that were 120 pound nylon coated metallic fish line. The hooks went into the lower part of her breast 2 inches under her nipples and out the top about 2 inches above the nipples. This is how her breasts were not put under so much stressing. Any damage to her duct work was permanent however. Her sensitivity was also compromised as well but she said the endorphin rush of flying for the time she was in the air was beyond any experience she had ever had. I asked if she had ever had a child and she said she was raising 2 of hers. One was from a her first husband that had left when the boy was born and the second was from a big black stud who claimed it from a month long black bondage episode where she literally sold herself into bondage group of men with monster cocks. The little girl was 3 years old and very light but pretty. She cannot bear any more children. I told her my story and Ben was part of the conversation. She thought the forum thing was an excellent idea for the kids. She had been kept isolated until she was 19 and had never been touched sexually. “I was raised in a Southern Baptist setting but the pastor got busted after grooming the virgins in the church to take their cherries. One of the fathers shot him when he broke in and he was taking his daughter’s cherry. I was the next in line. They changed things around for a couple of years. Momma left the congregation. Keep me in mind when you get ready to do it. There is usually only one woman a year in the world that does the Tranquility suspension. Only one person out of about 15 years allow even still pictures at the event. I am different in that I controlled the video. There was only one other woman in the world beside myself that allowed a video to be done. She is someplace in the old Soviet block. She did not use the vaginal loops and she was torn up pretty bad. If you have to have a major surgery you could have some internal anchors put in and it would look really neat. If the anchors are to the pelvis it would be so sweet and it would look like you were supported only by the 2 hooks in your breasts. The wires I had to the vaginal hooks looked pretty small and they were flesh colored. If I had the piercings like you do on the labia, I might have been tempted to use them instead of the non piercing hooks. They felt like they were ripping my pussy apart and were at least half the pain.” “I don’t think I will use them but I might use them to tie my vagina shut and to help support what ever I have for an anchor. Kind of to disburse the pressure.” We exchanged addresses and signed off. Bobby was at the twin’s house this evening so we were having the house to ourselves after dinner. We walked together back to the club and arrived right at 8:00 the place was packed. The cook asked if I could help out a bit and of course I agreed to do some serving with the dart challenge rules. I had not mentioned these to Ben but he got the idea when he saw the sign turned up right and saw me carrying out a pair of darts hanging from my nipple rings and the silverware in a napkin in my Christine loop. The couple was the neighbor across the street from our home. He threw one dart at me and hit me well away from my nipple. She threw the second one and hit the other nipple and it grazed the ring inside. They paid the regular price. We chatted a bit and told me that they were glad to see one of their neighbors here. Most of the people on the street are members also. After serving them their second dish I removed the darts cleaned them and took out another order. This one was for the man and woman that bought the video. I gave them the CD to use and asked if they wanted to do the challenge. They did and she missed this time but hit just an inch low. They only had to pay double. There were 8 more challengers and none paid less than full price this evening. The man was waiting until I was done with the rush to start the video on the big screen. Ben and I took seats next to them. It was a full 2 hours and it was just as enjoyable as when we had watched it yesterday. The only thing is, I was able to notice the tiny wires and the blood flowing not only from the hooks but from the incision the wire was run through. I also noticed the stretching of her vagina as the time passed and some blood flowing from where she was split and her breasts were riding about an inch higher by the end. As the video ended the woman said. So you are going to try the painful rush of torture?” I told her I was planning on it. She continued. “I think I would try a bound tit hanging first. You might get just as much of a rush out of it because all of the suspension pressure would be only on your breasts. You can be bound correctly and your breasts will look like they are going to pop but if you lose enough weight but keep your health of your breasts they will take it but not necessarily for 2 hours. You will still have your arms and legs free and you can be raised to the same heights and flying just like she was. If you want, you can even use wires to your labia rings to give you some additional support but you will be able to reduce some of the tightness on your breasts and that will give you some extended time. If you like it and still want to do the hooks you can. But once a woman does the hooks, she usually cannot do them a second time or a bound suspension. In either case, shoot videos and keep them and the club will supply the place and schedule it for you.” I thanked the woman and we were getting ready to walk home when I saw a familiar couple leaving just before us. I was surprised that neither of them bothered to put their clothes on. They were only a couple of steps toward the front entrance when she turned and asked if we were going home? I told them we were and she introduced herself. “We live 3 houses down from you on the other side of the street. I am Doctor Mildred Vaughn and this is my husband Doctor Greg.” I introduced myself and Ben. She continued. “We have raised our children and they both are away at college. We moved into the neighborhood 4 years ago and found the neighborhood BDSM club about a year after we moved here. It seems that nearly all the neighborhood joins after about that period of time. Had you noticed the presence by seeing some of the residents coming home or going to the clubhouse nude or drive by? I was surprised and told her that I was so worked up the second day after I had my body pierced that I wanted to go for a walk and it was about 1:30 in the morning. I knew that there would probably not be any traffic by that time I had just walked to the corner and turned it and noticed it was a Gentleman’s Club. I did not even know it was here. I came in the doors and they welcomed me as I was a long lost friend, even though I was wearing 80 ounces of weights on my stretching Labia lips. I paid the fees the next day and started working the day after. “I see you are still dangling a bit but no weights.” “I took the weights off this afternoon and have the bushings put in their place when I get home. I used flesh hooks for the outer labia piercings and they needed to stretch a bit before the bushings fit.” “That will leave a lot of scar tissue and may lead to future tearing or infections. I would suggest letting me do some clean out of the holes and remove the scar tissue. I would then put in some tiny stitches on the inside of the holes so the skin would grow normally and be a lot stronger. In fact if you are going to try some of the suspension things it would make it much more comfortable and safer in the long term. It should be done in the next day or 2 to make them secure. The healing time would be reduced to a few weeks at most. “Are you walking home now?” “Yes! Want to join us? It is a walk on the wild side. It is after dark but the traffic is very light and even those in the neighborhood that are not active members do not bother anyone especially couples or groups walking back and forth.” Ben said that he was game. We picked up our clothes to take them but Greg said to just put them in a locker. He could pick them up tomorrow or I could take them back after my shift. This was exciting! We went outside and walked on the sidewalk to the corner. Only one car went by and it was a policeman and he did not pay any attention. Mildred told us that she could schedule the stitching of my Labia tomorrow morning. I might need to skip working until about 10 before I would be able to go in but no sex exercises for the afternoon until the healing was sealed. The stitches needed air and to be kept clean. I could wear a gauze pad but it needed to heal at least overnight then she would check it early the next day before I went to work. “Where would you do it?” I asked. “I can do it in my home clinic. I have everything and I do not need an anesthesiologist for this since you apparently was able to tolerate the pain of your piercings.” “I used some dental Novocain and it seemed to work well.” “We can use some if necessary. You are using the body mass steroid ointment?” I told her yes. “That will help the healing but does not help the strength that much. Did you do your nipples at the same time?” Yes I did. “I will need to sew them up as well. They will still take the same sized bushings you have but the ointment will help them grow stronger since the skin on your nipples stretches easily when it is filled with the tissue stimulated by the steroids.” Ben was curious and asked if the medical was covered by his insurance. Greg laughed and assured that anything that Mildred would be doing to Nina would be covered but not by insurance. As far as any insurance company is concerned, Nina did it herself. Ben was satisfied. I asked if a couple of girls that were friends of our son could come and watch or help assist? “If it was one of the girls that were running around your house outside this weekend they may, but no more than 2 of them. And then only if they got up and were there by 5:30 in the morning. I would suggest that they might even come with you dressed as you are from at least your house. All the neighbors within eye shot are members.” We arrived at our house but continued to hers just to look around since the weather was so nice. They went in and we exchanged kisses with partners. The house was dark when we got home. I called the twin’s house and the classmates were still up. I told Bobby about my morning trip to the neighbors and asked if 2 of the girls would mind coming over in the morning and going with me to the other neighbors and observing and maybe helping with the procedure. The twins volunteered if they could run over right now and spend the night with Bobby and Rodney. I said it would be OK. I was surprised when the 4 of them showed up within 5 minutes they had run over in the dark carrying their clothes and books in the dark. It did not take much settling down and the classmates all settled into Bobby’s and the guest room upstairs. The alarm went off and the sun had just started to come up. The kids had breakfast ready with the ass smoothies and the special cum sauce. The girls were all ready cleaned up and ready to go. Once breakfast was done and the dishes put away and I was cleaned up we had 10 minutes to go. I started our walk with the girls. They were excited running around in the nude during the daylight outside. We took a little longer way than the direct route and 2 of the neighbors were already out. They were husbands leaving for work. They waved and we waved back. The girls were all giggly when we went to the doctor’s door. She let us in right away. She had a white smock on and nothing else. Greg was just finishing dressing in his suit as he was leaving for work at the local hospital. He winked at the girls and left. Mildred ushered me into her little surgery. The girls were given paper gowns, hair covers and masks. She gave me a mask as well. “Now girls, you will be doing most of the work because first of all your fingers are very small and so will be the stitches. The stitches will dissolve in about a week but we don’t want the knots to be any bigger than necessary, the skin must be pulled together snugly and they must be very close together. They will be individual stitches and not round and round with one knot. There will be at least 8 stitches per hole. Okay? I will do the first one and you can take turns doing the rest until it is either done or it is time for you to go to school this morning. Understood?” The girls nodded. Mildred took out one of the bushings and went to work. She skinned the inside of the piercing after dissolving the clot with a solution. She was done in about 5 minutes she worked very fast. One of the twins was ready with her 8 needles all ready threaded. She also did a very fast rub in of the solution running her gloved fingers through it several times leaving the blood trickling out the open wound. I felt the tiny stitches but she was almost as fast as Mildred. The other twin was as fast and they had the program down pat. Time wise there was less than 20 seconds between the girls and Mildred. By the time they were done the twins were faster than Mildred by almost a minute each. They checked the fit of the bushings and if anything they were a little on the loose side. They put a gauze pad on my opened vagina and started on my nipples. One each was done by the girls after they took out the bushings and the rings. By the time they were done the hole was about the same size but the flesh was tighter. They put on small gauze pads on my nipples. No rings in them for 3 days. The bushings would have to be in and out daily when everything was washed and oiled with the ointment. It was suggested that little fingers do it at least once a day. The girls had time to spare as we left to go to my house so they could gather their clothes and books. Nothing was to be mentioned about the procedure outside of the classmate forum group. I got to work on time as well. I wore a loose summer dress for safety. The dart challenge and the sexy exercise show was off today. The other girls understood. No big tips today but the orders were up and the tips were averaging nearly 30% of gross. The normal entertaining girl asked to borrow my exercise unit but I warned her that if she did not have an opened cervix it could be fatal. We put a spacer on it and was able to take 8 inches after stretching to take it with lubrication. She was able to double my number of pull ups and was able to handle the stoops by another 20 but she said she was about dead afterwards from the orgasms. I walked home after the shift and the weather was fantastic. I had my shower before Bobby and Betsy came in the door with one other couple from the classmate forum and one more couple, a boy and a girl. They were brother and sister and the boy was a year older than the girl. They were 2 of the kids that Bobby and Betsy had talked about. One of the other mothers had established communications with their parents as they had talked seriously before. They had previously had an unabridged sex forum with 16 other kids on the other side of the main street that the club was located on. Some of the parents were also members of the club. The parents in this other forum were mostly 2 parent families with 2 to 4 children each. The similarity of the forums had struck the communicating parent as so similar as to be very exciting. Most of the women in the other group had one or more piercings as did most of the fathers. Some of the women and the dads also had some tattoos. The ages at the time of the other forum were from 8 to 14 one year ago. It was interesting but most of the other forum also had Greg and Mildred as their family doctors. Betsy wanted to do my cleaning this afternoon because the girl and the boy from the other forum had all ready done it on their mother. When I opened up they said that my holes were decidedly larger than their mothers. Betsy looked them over and used the cleaner that Mildred had supplied and rubbed in the ointment. They fit the bushings about the same as they had this morning. I was to keep them in the open air until tomorrow so we worked on all of their homework they were done in about an hour and those that finished first were helping me prepare dinner. The kids all went into the back yard as it was finishing and the girls in our forum rinsed out their selves with the warm hose. The others asked what it was for? “Cleanliness and ass smoothies.” The 2 girls answered at once. They explained the process and how they kept themselves very clean inside with the warm hose and used both their vagina’s and colon to mix up both male and female cum in a tasty smoothie for dessert. They thought that was fascinating but what about the feces? They can make you sick. The girls said that they cleaned out all the way to their small intestines and there was not any bad bacteria left inside. Any that was left was taken out by the hydrogen peroxide that was part of the smoothie mix. Any cum they generated was clean and considered a special sauce. The other girl asked for a hand and the 3 girls gave her 4 full flushes. After the first she was clear the rest were for enjoyment and practice. Before they sat down they mixed up the solution and filled both their orifices as full as they could take. One at a time they ran around the house outside. Greg was coming home and waved at Betsy as he drove by. The three couples stayed the night but the new couple was cautioned against making more than one loaded smoothie per day. They were up at dawn and cross coupled in the morning. All three of the boys had all three of the girls. Prepared breakfast by themselves and were ready to leave by the time Ben and I got up. I just had enough time to make it in to Mildred’s to be checked before going to work. She said everything was looking good and if I wanted to today I could do the sex show and even the dart challenge, if I thought I could take the darts. I gave her a kiss before I left I did not bother getting dressed at the house and just jogged to the club. There were a couple of waves but the drivers on the main boulevard must not have believed their eyes and did not even honk. Of course the exposure time on the street was less than 30 seconds at a sprint. I came bursting through the door almost out of breath. The people that were already there cheered and clapped. They were a hungry bunch and it took almost 3 hours to get caught up. Nearly half of them took the challenge and I filled both breasts with 5 darts apiece one set for each meal instead of 1 set per party. I was almost $1000 ahead by the time that the meal was over. The entertainer girl was helping me as well and she was having fun being shot at. Her breasts were smaller than mine but her aureole were bigger. She took a couple of shots off of the breast and one that hit her armpit made her spill the tray. She made a cardboard shield to cover her smaller size. She was happy with $600 ahead in tips. I took my turn on the exercise machine without the spacer and I felt totally exhilarated. I increased my time on the pull-ups and the squats were longer as well and about half the time I was taking it all of the way. The lack of weights made a big difference. Lunch was almost insane. More of the patrons hit the targets than Monday but there were more that tried it. I took the darts out after I served each patron. I was still almost $1100 ahead for lunch. The other girl was $700 ahead and she said she was getting a little sore. I told her to use some of the ointment before the meal and the ointment would make them so they would get bigger and be more sensitive but would not hurt as badly when she was run in to full depth. She told me I was right because she was fully aroused and was running a full cup size larger. Several of the afternoon groups were sharing their partners. The workers were not permitted to couple while they were working, but many of the women asked to feel me inside in a fisting when I was serving drinks and the other girl was stroking herself. My relief came in and she said she was going to try the darts as well. We warned her that she should use the ointment so ease the shock of the deep piercing of the darts. She rubbed some in before I left. The other girl was slipping on her shorts and sweat shirt. She got in her car and I sprinted for the corner. I did get a couple of cheers and honks before I was around the corner. I got a cheerful wave by one of the neighbor ladies that was out doing some gardening. I waved back with a cheerful greeting but continued as she looked like was actually more interested in pulling weeds in her garden. A couple of other people were walking the other way. Apparently it was kind of normal for some of my neighbors to go too and from the club nude. They paused and said the Neighborhood is the ones that makes the calls on the public nudity and in the surrounding area of the club for 8 blocks on all sides there is no law against it. The reason that it is not further is because the school district restricts ban on nudity within 100 yards of the school grounds. I had not known this but I think I heard a mention about it when we bought our house just before Ben and I were married. I thanked them for reminding me and continued in a more relaxed manner. Weather permitting I don’t think I will ever wear clothing unless I am going someplace that is not within the neighborhood. The exception was to the school for PTA. I had started the second block when four kids from the forum joined me from the cross street coming up behind me and they were already nude but carrying their books and clothing on one of the pockets of their back packs. I asked them when they started doing the naked walk and they said they had been doing it since Monday when they heard about it. “We live down this street a block then turn and walk another 2 to get to our homes.” One of the girls said that there are a few older teens that live by her house and they were quick to welcome them and have since been outside sunning themselves after school with no white streaks. “I see you are not wearing the weights today.” One of the boys asked. “No I have to leave them off for a bit and the hooks and bushings as well until the large piercings heal. I needed to get them stitched up to keep them strong and heal faster.” “You went to Doctor Mildred?” Asked one of the girls. I told her. “Yes I did.” “She is nice! I like her.” Said one. The other girl said so also. The couples took the turn and continued. I waved to a couple of more neighbors and arrived home on schedule a couple of minutes before Betsy and Bobby came in. They had their clothes off within a couple of seconds and were working on their homework like mad as I made my way into the kitchen. I was pretty tired from my workouts. I checked my weight and I had lost 15 pounds in the last 2 and a half weeks. I thought about it and I think it is also because I no longer have been carrying around an extra 10 pounds of feces in my bowels. I went outside and gave myself a good flushing then finished on the third time it was clear. I made sure that everything was clear with a cup of peroxide into the funnel then a jog around the block outside. I was ready to burst when I was done. I called Ben so he could pick up some more of the peroxide so that the girls could use it more for safety. Ben arrived a half hour later with the peroxide. We explained to the kids that it was absolutely imperative to use it before the solution was inserted. I would be helping them today because I was cleaned out good and I knew it felt good both the first time in my bowel and the first time in my tummy. We were just sitting down for dinner when the doorbell rang. It was Greg and Mildred. They had an appliance with them. We invited them for dinner and dessert if they wished. They came in with their possession. It was wrapped but large. They said that they would open it after dinner. Betsy said “It looks like something to talk about while having dessert.” Greg said “It is an appliance I had designed for Mildred to use if she wanted to do something drastic. Since she was on the way to doing the same thing you have envisioned doing with my help, it is yours Nina if you wish to use it.” “Sounds exciting! It will be something for dessert.” We rearranged the table and were able to fill everyone’s plate. I always fixed too much. When we were done Betsy asked if we could make the smoothies for dessert. Mildred’s eyebrow went up in a flicker. “Mildred. This a little perversion that the girls in the forum group have taken a liking too. It has been introduced to the other forum yesterday. I got a couple of calls on it and they seem to like it also. I think we are taking proper preparations on cleaning. Mildred’s eyes brightened and said, “Ass smoothies?” I told her yes. “It is a little rare that any one does it correctly, but let’s see your preparations.” Mildred, Betsy and I went into the back yard and Betsy got straight to work. She did it for the four flushes, and after the first one, the water was completely clear. We had been using a white pan so we could see any discoloration. Mildred was surprised at how far she was taking the flexible hose inside her. Betsy pointed out where the end was as it was traveling around inside. When she made each run she held it in a bit instead of free flowing back out. She commented that it was so she was able to make a larger Smoothie. The men were mixing the blend and all were contributing their loads. Greg was intrigued at the concept. He had seen and heard of it but never tried it. Betsy got done and took the funnel I had brought outside and filled her little anus with the peroxide and giggled because it tickled. She ran around the house and emptied it into the pan. It still had bubbles in it. Mildred said it looks and smells good. She ran into the house and I took her place. Mine was still clean so I did 3 passes and some more peroxide and jogged in place. It did not inflate me nearly as much as earlier and I mentioned that I had run around the block as I did it then. Mildred said she had seen me. She was wondering why I was doing a full open run at the end of the block. Mildred said she wanted to try it and took the hose and impaled herself as did Betsy and traced the hose around her cavity. She was enjoying herself and took 5 shots as the first 2 still had some chunks in it. By the fifth time she was happy. She had stretched her bowel as well. She took the funnel and the full cup of peroxide and ran around the house before she hurriedly made her way to the pan. It was clear. She smelled it and she said she was happy with it. We went inside together as Betsy was finishing. She took a load in each orifice and Mildred questioned it but I mentioned that all of the kids have oral sex at least once a day and on weekends it is almost continuous. None of us have caught anything yet. On top of that there is both girl and boy’s cum mixed into the mixture in the vagina. It is only about an hour old so it is still good. Betsy ran around the house holding her own and not leaking much. She dumped the mixture into a large glass and split it between her and Bobby. Mildred got down next and filled herself up in both holes. It was a lot more than Betsy’s batch. She ran to her house and back and had an orgasm as she was on the way back. She leaked a little but she scraped off her legs with the large bowel before almost filing it. Mildred and Greg split it and watched me. I filled both my very large birth canal and my anus. It was 2 bowls full. I ran around the block with it in me. It felt good and I had a couple of minor climaxes but was able to hold it inside. There was plenty for even seconds when I returned with my load. I was ready to look at my dessert present. Greg unwrapped it and handed it to me. It was a double dildo with solid cores inside the soft silicon surrounding. They were held together by shiny carriage bolts through a 2 inch stainless quarter inch bar that had a curved end that was grooved. On the end toward the bend there was a small sheave under the carriage bolt less than an eighth inch thick. There was a split on the bend, relieved for about a half inch wide. I looked at him in the eyes and he answered. “It is a suspension saddle mount. It should be nearly as comfortable as a bicycle seat and it is a lot more adjustable for comfort than a bike seat. It should not stretch your innards unless something happens to the breast hookup. As long as it is secure the amount of the weight that is supported by your breasts should be quite manageable. The bar to the tips of the bend will be covered by your labia flaps which can be tied together covering the bolts and the edges. Lets slip it in to try it for fit. It was not extra big but it slipped in with almost no effort. I will need to use a larger and longer dildo for your vagina since you have an opened cervix but aside from that your labia will be big enough after a little stretching to cover everything. Mildred did not have nearly so pronounced of a Mons as you do. The wires to your breasts will be almost invisible. I would suggest using some dedicated breast suspension clamps for your suspensions instead of the hooks. Once you do hooks you will probably never be able to do another unless you use a saddle like this. The ones I am thinking of are flesh colored and the tightness is increased with additional weight. The wires to the saddle can be crossed to increased flexibility for you so you can twist and turn easier. When you arch your torso back, the tension to the saddle will increase, but the tension to the breast clamps will stay the same. If you arch forward the saddle will not be supporting as much weight but your breasts will be pulled upwards. It is a balancing act. You should be able to manage the stresses by moving around to keep circulation in your breasts for up to 6 hours with the clamps. Usually women using the clamps call it quits within a few minutes without a saddle affair. With hooks the time is pretty much limited to a half hour or so because of damages by the hooks. Of course with the hooks the hook is run through the saddle cord first before it impales your breast if you use a large hook that is big enough to go under your mammary sacs. If it goes directly through the meaty part it has to be inserted in place as the hook is going through everything. “I want to go through the clamp suspension as soon as I can. We will do a hook suspension when and if it comes. If I wind up with breast cancer then it will be quickly and it will be bloody.” “The mod to the seat will be done tomorrow with an 18 inch depth and 3 inches in diameter.” I took the saddle out and handed it to him. I gave both Mildred and Greg a full body hug. They went home and Betsy and I cleaned out and run in some aloe KY gel. We had enough excitement for the evening and the kids went to bed by themselves. They were up and down all night. The next morning was another great morning it had rained a little over night but everything was fresh afterwards. The sun was out and when Ben and I went to the kitchen the kids were just setting down to breakfast. We joined them by the time they were finished they were off early carrying their clothes. Ben dressed and dropped me off at work. I did not bother with the clothes or a sprint. My new menu items had arrived and I was busy preparing them slightly before they started ordering. Of course everyone had to do the dart challenge and the other girls helped even the bartender shedding her bikini bottom. The customers were getting pretty good but my tips were still nearly $1000 for breakfast and the other 2 made $600 each. We did not carry the sticking darts between deliveries. They were both using the ointment on themselves. Both meals were about the same for tips but the other 2 girls said that they had never made so much in tip money. As far as they were concerned it would be a regular thing. My exercise routines went very well and I was feeling better with each setting. The other girl asked how I had stretched my cervix so I told her, “With the hose and a big tapered dildo. Take it easy though because yours is not as thin as mine and will not stretch as easily. Since you have all ready had your kids you might talk to Doctor Mildred or Greg and get a muscle relaxant to gain opening it a little easier.” She took out her phone, found Mildred’s number and called. She got the answering machine. She was doing a procedure and would get back at 4. I left at 4 as my replacement was already here. I stopped and waved at the lady that was doing her garden and she seemed very pleasant. She said that she was always out watching the traffic and the people walking to and from the club until it got dark. She and her husband had also been members until he died and had kept her membership for a couple of years and did not renew it last year. I asked why and she said she had terminal cancer and did not have but another few months to live. She had stood up by this time and she was not in the best of shape. I gave her a body hug for her thoughtfulness and continued on my way. I stopped at another house with the man in the yard resting. He said that they were one of the families on the street that did not have a membership in the club. We talked for a while and the said that his wife and him could not afford the fees of the club. He was medically retired and his wife was a high school teacher at the local high school. He had been injured while in the military and was completely impotent. He just liked to watch the people strolling by. The 4 kids came up behind me on the way home from school and introduced themselves and asked why he was not streaking around like the rest of the people. He told them why and they asked to look at him. He had half of his manhood and balls blown off. He showed them and they understood. The girls gave him a kiss and thanked him for his service. We continued for a block and the kids took off to their homes. The twins were at the house with Betsy, Bobby and the 2 brothers of the other forum group. One was 13 and one was 14. They were all three pounding the girls pretty hard. The 14 year old had almost as big of cock as Ben and the 13 year old was not far behind. I asked if their homework was done and all six of them said No! I told them that it must be done before any one had intercourse or other sex everyday. So interrupted or not they stopped and grabbed their books and began their studies. None of the children were very happy. I asked Bobby and Betsy why they didn’t follow the rules and they just said the temptation of the twins with the boys was enough that they just couldn’t hold out. I told them all that if I caught any of them having sex here again without the homework being done, they were not welcome as couples in the house. Sheepishly they agreed. Things went smoothly and one at a time they gave me their homework to check. The most corrections needed to be made in the boys from the other forum. I suggested that they both may require some additional tutoring. The older one said the all of the tutors they had run into were pretty stodgy and did not really be able to make the lesson become alive or have relevance to the background information and above all not care to ever be seen naked or tolerate anyone that was. I told him that I think I know one that is at least tolerant of both nudity and sex. “I don’t know about her views of young teens but I would ask tomorrow.” I was thinking about the man’s wife up the street. “I will ask and if she sounds like she might be willing to help. I will see if she can come over next Monday or if she wants you to come to her house.” Both boys were excited about this. Who knows, maybe she might even want to get pregnant. I was sure the boys could help with that if she was able to make babies with fertile male help. Speaking of fertile, one of the twins started spotting while coupling. This was an emergency. I called their Dad and he asked if I could run them over to the pair of Doctors down the block on the other side of the street. “Greg or Mildred Vaughn?” I asked. I told him I would but he would have to sign the release. He said he would be there. He had a minor surgery that was done at 4 and he was on his way home. Small world. I left Bobby and Betsy at home to fix dinner and took the other four to the Doctors office. We had just gotten in the door and explained that the twin’s dad had asked me to bring them here when he drove up. The girls went into the lab and Mildred got started. She checked them both over and then did a pregnancy test on the girl that was not having her menstruation. She was pregnant. From her first egg. Her dad asked for a morning after pill or something but she was too far along. The other one was given a 3 month birth control shot. The girl that was pregnant was given an early abortion by direct injection into her womb through her cervix after an injection of a relaxant. “You will have some cramps tonight but you will be back to normal in a day or so.” Mildred was very understanding but she was firm.” The twins and their dad settled up with Mildred while I took the boys back to the house. They said they would be back Monday with or without the twins. Betsy and Bobby were done with the dinner and Ben was home. We settled in at dinner and did not bother with the smoothies. The other girls would be called and if they were not all ready on birth control they would be shortly. About the time we were done Mildred and Greg came calling. Greg said that. “If the girls were not so far into the sex thing he would like to harvest their eggs and implant them in other women. They are so darned pretty and mature for their ages that they could command at least $10,000 for each egg in the market.” The kids asked how that was done and he explained it to them in graphic detail. He even suggested an on line video of the procedure. Then he brought out the appliance for me. I was happy with it and mounted it in a hurry. I had some air inside so I had Betsy sit on me below my chest and slide down to push it out. It came out. When I stood up I looked trimmer and I guess my posture was straighter. The appliance felt wonderful and I felt very full to the point of satisfaction. Mildred asked me to get on the table and open up for her. She slipped in my bushings and cross tied my lips over the bar and bolt heads. She had me open and close my legs as far as I could. I had no restrictions. She threaded some twine that we had through the little sheave and trimmed the ends in loops. She had me stand and held the loops at the base of my breasts they touched my skin but not enough to leave an indentation. She reached into the box the appliance had come in and brought out 2 loops of soft leather covered clamps. I looked at these with not a little trepidation as she grasp my right breast and fed it through, pressing to my ribs she took one of the threads and hooked it to a tiny loop in the bottom of it. She took the other one and did the same. Ben had taken out one of the cords that Wendy had used for her suspension and hooked it to the first clamp and tightened it while Mildred kept pulling and pushing on my breast so as it tightened it was behind my breast orb as it was pulled out to it’s maximum (I thought) extension. She repeated it on the other one. I was tied up now and could not kneel. I felt more and more horny by the minute. Mildred had me move around a little and lean forward and I felt the tensions change and then lean back and the string broke. We used some of the 200 pound test line and it was smaller and threaded in easier. I tried it again. It felt neat in both ways. Greg asked me to stand on a chair. The kids brought one and I mounted it. “I was going to do a suspension.” As I bent my knees my full weight was suspended by the tiny wire reinforced fish line. I was able to move all directions as I swung. Greg asked for the chair again and suggested lengthening the wire to my saddle. Ben made it 5 inches longer. A lot more weight was to be supported by the strain on my breasts. I did the suspension again and it was not quite as comfortable but still very erotic. Another 2 inches was added and this time my breasts almost felt they might burst they were so big and the clamps were so small where they were holding me. Mildred took my weights and hooked them into the bushings on my labia and I was able to feel the slight amount of tightening. When she had all 10 hanging my breast were starting to change color and getting a little darker. I was orgasmic and almost bouncing swinging back and forth as my belly clenched. I was almost in Lala land. The chair was called for again and one more inch was added to the wire. When I went up again I was thrashing about like a beheaded chicken. I was squirting everywhere in the kitchen. In a half hour I was almost unconscious and they let me down. I told them I would ask if I could do a suspension at the club this weekend as a demo. They have a fairly high ceiling and the necessary hoist so I would be up at least 6 foot from the floor. Greg said he would check and see if they would have enough room for a small one. “There is only enough room for about a hundred there so I think that if you could do several short ones not over 30 minutes each. I will see how much the club is paying per observer. They have not had any there for the last 10 years though.” We took out the stitching and removed the clamps. Everything was back to normal in less than 5 minutes. We left the bushings in place for the night.In the morning I put the rings back in my nipples and outer labia. By the feel of it my inners were healing nicely. It was Friday. The busiest day of the week for me. There were 4 other women coming in to cook on weekends. They were full members. Tips were great and the patrons were getting to be better shots but I still made more tips than during the rest 0f the week. I did not get a chance to do my exercises. The bar tender did not even get a chance to serve the meals. I mentioned that I was wanting to do a suspension with clamps and not hooks and the bartender about went nuts. She had been here for the last one and the patrons had paid $10 each to watch for 5 minutes. Her breasts were torn by the 4th one. She had to have reconstructive surgery. She thought that a gymnasium was available in town and the at least the same is paid per viewer. But any woman would need to restrict her participation and take at least 2 hours to recuperate between each one. But 250 could be watching for each suspension. Greg came in before I left and said he had gotten hold of all the officers of the local clubs and they said they would have a large gymnasium 4 miles down the road at a health club. It would be available at noon on Sunday for 6 hours. The clubs would close their doors a half hour before and open at 4 in the afternoon for the event. They would pay me $50 apiece for each admission for a 5 minute suspension and a dollar per minute up to a half hour. If I could do 3 shows the capacity of the site is 250 people. I was almost breathless at this information. “I will be there.” I stuck 2 darts in my nipples and gave him a full on kiss before I left for home. I took out the darts after I went around the corner. I handed them to the lady and told her that they were priceless and to take them back to the club for me. She looked a little puzzled but said she would take them back. I stopped at the house where the retired soldier lived. He was gone for the afternoon but his wife was there. She was a little puzzled at first but when I explained the situation with the 13 year old and the 14 year old and a little of their background, she agreed to do remedial tutoring. I then asked her if she ever wanted to or could get pregnant? She said she could and was regular and fertile but she did not want to cheat on her husband. I told her that I think that he might be amicable and even enjoy raising a kid especially if the gene pool that the donor might be in the basic genius class. If so when you come to my house on Monday and just dress as the kids are after you come in and you will get along just fine. I told her a little about my adventure this coming Sunday but not the prices. “If the 2 of you want to come to it see it I will give you a pass.” She thought that it would be a lot of fun and probably win her husband over on her having sex with the kids. I gave her a kiss and left jogging to the house. None of the kids were there but they had left a note that they would be at the kid’s house where the 4 lived up a couple of blocks. I knew they were having sex with the older teens the others had mentioned. The evening was quiet and Ben and I were pretty leisurely and he cleaned me out well. Mildred called and Ben removed the stitches from my piercings. Ben had tidied up the fish line terminations using new 200 pound test line on the small wire and 300 pound clear line of the main line that would go to the chain hoist that would lift me for my flight. He tested the line for its strength and it was good for the amount and more as advertised. The bar was finished in flesh color so the actual bend was almost invisible as was the saddle wire. I would be wearing it to and from the hanging and other people would be kept far enough away that they would not be able to guess at the intrusion of the saddle and most of them would not even think there was one. I would be wearing the weights that would be put on in preparation and the saddle wire connected. Ben printed out a pass for the neighbor to cover their admittance and fees. We walked to their house and they were out enjoying the sunshine in the nude. The woman said he was ready to be a daddy and it would be his and hers even if a young kid did the deed. I gave them the tickets and he asked if he could go to my house on Monday and help the kids as well. With their homework of course! I told him that the girls like oral sex almost as much as coupling. If they offer you a smoothie, go for it! It is almost as good as it is to watch them make it. “He is a good cunt sucker.” She said as she gathered the both of them up to go inside. They said they would see us Sunday. I told them “I would probably only be seeing a blur because I would be squirting the whole time all over everyone on the floor. Since the basic dress there will be bare as you dare, expect some causal sex as you are watching.” They said they would. The sun was setting as we got home. Morning was quiet, but not for long. By noon all of the forum kids were in the house and asking if they could see my suspension in the kitchen. They could not go to the one at the Gym because they were under 18. I asked Ben if he had one of the wires that was about 1 inch shorter than the one for the Gym and he said he had several shorter wires. He found one and Ben and I retired to the kitchen asking the kids to stay in the front room. Only Bobby and Betsy had seen the appliance and the clamps. It only took a couple of minutes to get things in order and my lips stitched shut. The clamps went on fairly easily with all of the pushing pulling and tugging. The saddle wire was connected along with the wire to the ceiling hook. Ben tightened and tied off the wire before he let in the kids. We had planned a little test by pulling my feet free but let them down on the edge of the chair so I could knock it over “by accident” The kids came in and surrounded us and as planned the chair flipped away. I gave a good scream as I flew free swinging all around the kitchen as if I was in agony. It was wonderful, the weights clashing and ringing as they also swung around also. I managed to keep my feet from getting captured for a couple of minutes before I started laughing. I was really not hurt but having a very good orgasm the whole time. I stayed there for about 10 minutes as we talked about how it felt. They got the chair back and placed it under my feet so I could put my weight on it. We unhooked the suspension wire attached to the clamps. At last, the girls removed the weights and untied the stitches with the bow knots. The saddle slipped out and I was none the worse for wear. I was curious so I stepped on the bathroom scale and for the first time in several years I was below 150 pounds. My boobs were bigger if anything but my belly and butt was shrinking down nicely. The boys brought up the subject of how I was going to swing around in the gymnasium. I was to be tethered to my breasts and would have a tough time shifting my weight to get swinging especially with a single wire going to a single point on the hoist. I had not really thought about this part but things were working. Initially I thought of leaping off of a platform far to the side but this would only let me swing on in arc like a pendulum. One of the twins suggested threads attached to my Christina and maybe my nipples or the other Monroe’s here and there that would break under stress to be tethered to the sides. This was interesting and I knew if one or 2 were not tied then someone could grab them and start me swinging some more without really hurting me too badly. We tied some threads to my Monroe’s around my nipples and the girls were able to pull them and the threads broke before the Monroe’s started hurting too bad or tried to pull through. The threads tied to my nipples could handle a lot more stress and actually felt good. One of the boys suggested that I use his Blackberry so I could communicate with my attendants and as a coincidence the rest of the forum could listen in a group cell call as well. They all wanted to be there but knew they would not be permitted inside. I handed him my smart phone and he handed me his Blackberry. Once I got used to it, he gave me the access so I could call my phone with an audio command. One of the girls had hers tied in as well and was able to synchronize the video with the signal from the Blackberry. This was then sent to the computer at the house and recorded along with 5 other video sources that we did not yet have set up. Ben was on the phone and he came back with the other 5 sources of HD video that would be on line direct to our computer with encrypted video. Nothing could be tapped. The other camera people would have attendant passes. 10 attendant passes was the limit. And we had met it. Bobby mentioned the teens that they had met yesterday. They were neighbors of the other 4 in the forum and were older brothers and sisters. The boys in the forum were a little small in the manhood department for the girl but they made up for it in the oral sex department and she liked the double penetration of one each of us going into her anus and vagina at the same time. The boy was much larger than the younger boys. The younger girls were able to take him although he was very tight and a little longer than they could comfortably take at full penetration in the vagina. They had taught him that pussy tasted very good. He loved the smoothies. “Girls are you worried about becoming such big time sluts?” They said. “Not really but at least we are not Bitches. I don’t think any of us will grow up to be prostitutes but if we can keep having sex for the rest of our lives without hurting ourselves too much. Then let the party begin” As if on cue they all got down and the boys sank all the way into them in one hole or the other. Ben and I went for a walk in the neighborhood and left the kids to rut for a while. For some reason the last year, neither of us had ever paid the least bit of attention to the activities outside on the street side of our home. Of course, winter had come with the rain and cold so the nudity in the area had never been noticeable to us because, for some reason or another, most of the daylight hours I had spent in the kitchen or bedroom or living room with the blinds pulled and watched television, or was on the computer with my studies. We walked holding hands which I found to be very romantic. Since we were walking and not necessarily to the club we wandered around the neighborhood nude. I saw and we talked to several of the members that I had served meals to at the club that were either coming or going or out sunning themselves and some were like us just out wandering around and being sociable. The word was out that some woman was going to do a tranquility breast suspension at the gym tomorrow and most of them were asking who it was. Ben and I told one couple that I was doing it for the fun of it. She asked if I was a full member or a worker. I told her that I am a worker but after the suspension I will pay for full membership for a few years. I plan on doing several if the members wish both tomorrow and in the future. But if I wind up with breast cancer or something eventually fatal I will do a full tranquility hook suspension and in all likelihood have my breasts ripped off or opened up without anesthetic. “That is why you have been doing the dart challenge to toughen them up so they would not be that tender?” “Yes in a way, but I find that it does not hurt that much. The other girls have taken to it as well and using the steroidal ointment they will get bigger and they seem to be enjoying it.” We continued and came upon a barbecue and stopped to socialize a bit. We did not stay long but found that we had several transsexual and transgender couples living in the neighborhood. One of the couples had breasts on both of them with a guy that was made into a woman and actually looked in every way like a woman. Her husband had a huge 14 inch cock with no balls with huge breasts. He had no Adam’s apple but a deep voice and his wife had a low voice as well. They were very open about it and found that he had prostate cancer and complications so he became a woman and since they both had enjoyed sex so much she had her vagina inverted and became a man. They both had breasts because they both enjoyed them so much. We left after a bit after I took the big guy in my large vaginal tract. He was at a loss because I was so loose. I could have taken 4 of him since his puny 2 inch width barely gave any friction unless I clinched. He gave up in 5 minutes. We got home after we had been gone for 3 hours and the kids were all lounging around. Some were using a couple of books to get references then looking them up on the web for advance technologies. No one was having sex or wanting sex. They were going to spend the night and help me get ready for my activities tomorrow. Sunday started about 7 in the morning and the kids had breakfast ready complete with smoothies. They took me to the bathroom and had the tub drawn as I was finishing my treats. The tub was almost full. It seemed that the kids had arraigned to clean me both inside and out thoroughly with a full internal and external massage and hand rub. They used KY gel, the warming kind, on my internals and a fragrant oil on all of my outer skin and muscles. It felt great being deep massaged with 4 to 8 hands at a time of the kids taking care of their “Queen Honey Bee.” While on the table and relaxed they slipped the appliance inside me. They took great care on stitching me up. I cautioned them about the oil on my breasts because the clamp needed to grasp me and the friction of the skin was needed to make them stay in place. They wiped the area 4 times with the alcohol swabs and then nail polish remover to make certain that the oils were gone. Then I had them wash me with soap. We fitted the clamps and the saddle wire and declared that everything fit. We removed the clamps and wire. The time was 11:45. I gave everyone kisses and hugs and off we went with 4 spools of thread and the rest of the rigging attached to the clamps in the cardboard box with spare parts. We arrived at the gym parking lot on time and there were over 100 cars in the lot. There was a regional shopping center 2 blocks away so I knew all of the parking would be filled this afternoon. Ben and I were shown in directly when they saw us and the box that Ben was carrying. Mildred and Greg rode with us and they knew that they were my attendants. The teacher and her husband were there as well and he said that he wanted to help with the rigging. He had been a mountain climber and was used to heights and tying fancy knots. The crew had positioned a movable stand about 20 feet to the side of the center hoist. I told the teacher’s husband about using the threads to make me some extra tethers that would make me swing sideways beside just back and forth. He thought that was a good idea and insisted on cutting and tying the threads to all of my rings and Monroe’s. It really looked like fun since 2 long ones were tied to my Christina. He said that this one would be critical as it would take both threads at the same time to pull me sideways to go in a circle and start me spinning. Greg and Mildred mounted my clamps and tied on the saddle wire. He said it would be critical to arch my back when I launched to take some of the shock off my breasts. The clamps would tighten correctly but they would not be pulling enough to stretch me or burst my orbs. By the time the teacher went off to the side about 50 feet and put tension on at her end up on her ends. She would be pulling fast to pull me to the side, then hold the threads, as I passed, my momentum would build and snap the threads, insuring I would be spinning. The Blackberry was up and running and the video cameras were on and working. I stood and calmed myself as the hoist started to tighten and take up the slack. I held on to a handrail on the platform as long as I could and finally let go and held my arms out at full length to the side as the platform fell away the tension on the clamps was intense and I felt the Christina almost feel as if it was being pulled out. My back was arched and I was screaming. I was in some real pain and the endorphins were kicking in as the shock hit. I was swinging in the arc that we had talked about and I felt the tension momentarily let up then build again as I started spinning I opened my legs to build the momentum I was doing a full split and spinning like a top. I was glad that a small pivot connector had been put in the main support line or it would have unwound the line and weakened it. I continued to scream but the tone of my screams changed from shock and pain to orgasms. In about 10 minutes I recovered enough so that I was slowed down a little, and while still a little dizzy, I was able to untangle some of the threads that were wrapped around my body. I think that next time I will put some little weights on them so they will untangle themselves. The feelings of absolute freedom of the suspension is incredible. I was able to swing my legs too and fro and even open them and grab my knees with my hands. No part of me was not visible except my inner holes. They were covered by my stitched labia lips with bright red twine in bow knots. The weights, of course, were swinging around under me hanging from the stitched holes. At the half hour point I asked to be let down. My orbs were purple and starting to get a little sore. The crowd opened for me to land and the hoist let me down. There was a lot of relief when my legs started working again as they held my weight and the clamps relaxed. I unhooked the main support line and it spun away. Mildred, Ben and Greg were at me in a moment, and they escorted me away from the crowd. We got to the anti room and there was a cot. I took it gladly. They removed my clamps with the saddle wire and the blood began circulating freely in my breasts. The announcement was made that the next suspension would be in one hour. Ointment was rubbed into my breasts. The massage was wonderful. The ointment absorbed well and a second layer of ointment was added. My breasts were swelling nicely any stretching was filled in by blood and body nutrients. They felt dry by the time to put the clamps back on. The extra threads had small colorful weights tied to the other ends. The saddle wire was connected as I was led to the platform. The teacher took the tether again and the doors were closed and the announcement was made. I launched as last time. This time the extra threads orbited me as I started spinning. I did the screams and the orgasms and the squirting. I was glad that I had been well hydrated during the break. There might have even been some pee in the mix but it felt good and no one complained. This time the hoist lowered me a little and some of the people tried to catch some of the weights. They kept missing them as I slowed down so I asked to be dropped some more. 2 of them were grabbed and the first one was enough so my spinning stopped. The second one made me spin in the other direction. Time was approaching the half hour and I asked to drop some more. One at a time, threads were snagged and broken. I reversed directions a couple of times but each time was a tingle of both pain and pleasure. Time was up so the crowd was cleared and I was lowered to my attendants. We went into the anti room. The clamps felt good when they were removed. Circulation came back in only a couple of minutes. An announcement was made that the next suspension would be at 5:00. This gave us almost 2 hours. I received a very good massage and my breasts were back to normal in about 45 minutes. None of my piercings looked bad or abused from the string pulls. I told them the weights were getting a bit heavy and we decided to leave them off this time. I must have drank 2 liters of sport drink before I weighed myself. I was about a half pound less than when I checked in. I drank another and urinated. One of the officers came in and congratulated me on my suspensions and handed me a full 2 year membership. He also said that all of my share of the receipts from the shows would be forwarded to our accounts as the show was finished. “How much will that be?” “Just about $19,000. “ I gave him a big hug. “Would clubs in other cities want me to do it for them?” “There are a few. One in Arizona want any women that do flesh hook suspensions similar to yours but without the saddle wires. And they guarantee a minimum of $1 million if you survive. But that is almost suicide. It is in an outdoor stadium and if you survive it is $5 a minute per attendee. Only one has made it so far and she is on line.” I told him that I was familiar with her. “If I wind up with breast cancer I will do one there for them without the saddle wires, anesthetic or drugs.” It was time for my final of the day. My clamps were in place and I felt much lighter without the weights. I did not have quite so many of the threads either and I was feeling good. The place was full and I made my way to the platform. The teacher had her threads and I was ready to fly. My launch, felt good, but I was in the middle of my second orgasm when I felt something move. I was feeling a little more tension from the clamps. Then I felt a snap as the wire to the saddle broke. I was now doing a full breast suspension. I felt my orbs and they looked like they were turning darker much faster than normal. My endorphins kicked in so I did not feel too bad yet. I talked to Ben and Greg. They decided to call the suspension short at 10 minutes. I untied the remaining threads or snapped them myself and then started to pull the threads on my labia stitches. All 5 of them pulled free. And my appliance dropped out. Ben caught it. Everyone saw that I was no longer wearing a saddle and marveled at the size of it. It was an extra 15 pounds of weight. My breasts felt better. I told Greg to hold off on bringing me the rest of the way down for a couple of minutes as I showed off my gaping vaginal birth canal. This brought cheering and applaud from all the people that were fairly close. The kids came back through the blackberry and said that I looked awesome. The hoist lowered me to the floor and I was able to hold my footing as I landed. The relief of the stress on my orbs was wonderful. I took them off right there and everyone cheered. Time for third suspension was 20 minutes with 15 without the saddle. The whole crew took out my bushings and rings not inside my inner labia and gave me a full rub down with the ointment on my labia lips and breasts.The coloring on my breasts was a little slow on returning and Greg said it might take a week to be back to normal as there was some internal bruising. I turned off the Blackberry as the battery was getting weak. I asked Greg if he was able to do reconstruction on male organs. He said his specialty was doing reconstruction and reassignments for both female and male patients. I mentioned the teacher’s husband and he said it was more than possible for him to make him almost normal but he was covered by the VA and the paperwork was horrendous for them to do it for him. If he asked them and named him with him for a reference and a resource he could do the surgery in 4 steps over a month and he would be almost as good as new but still sterile. He would also need some male hormone treatment to make it natural for him. I told him to keep it under his hat but I would help to make it be. We made it back home and the girls wanted to give me another internal and external massage but this time leave on the oil. I agreed. I fell asleep in the tub. I did not object when I felt many hands and arms lift me out of the tub, carrying me into the bedroom and putting me to bed. They gently rubbed me all over as I slipped deeper and deeper into a very restful sleep. I slowly awoke at the smell of coffee and opened my eyes there were 3 boys with trays waiting for me to wake up. Two of the boys helped to put pillows at my back as they helped me to sit up. I had no tray holder so one of the boys got on my lap laying on my legs with his hard little cock sticking up. One of the other boys handed him a tray with the plate and accessories on it and he put it on his lap. The other boy handed him the glass of smoothie and he held it for me. I chuckled at the boy sitting on my lap as his penis was sticking up between my breasts. He told me that if I wanted some of his special sauce he would shoot it to me with a couple of strokes. I promised I would take him up on that. The girls came in and said that they had done all the preparations for this morning and by the time I was done they would be ready for school. Ben had already left for work. The meal was good and so was the dessert. I stroked my serving tray a couple of times between my breasts and he shot 4 shots directly into my mouth. I licked the rest of it off. As I was eating the girls put my bushings back into my nipples and gave me a good massage with the ointment. They gave themselves a little also and I noticed that it had been having some affect on them they were all getting noticeably bigger in the nipple and breast department. They were big enough now to be categorized as at least a “0” cup. Their nipples though were nearly as long as their fingernails and as big around as their fingers. They were nice and firm. The twins were up to a solid “A” size. The kids left in time to go to school and I left to go to work. It was nice to be able to go to work without getting dressed. I didn’t even sprint on the main street. I did get a couple of honks though. I waved back. There was a full house this morning and I put the dart sign right side up. For the first half hour I was preparing the meals to get ahead in a large batch. I delivered the first one and the customer took the darts and hit my breasts but not the target. I collected and I went back to get another order to bring out. The bar tender and the entertainer were also doing the darts and collecting on them. It was a $1500 breakfast for me and $800 each for the other girls. I did not have time for my exercise after breakfast so I started preparation for lunch. I told the bar tender that I was going to buy a membership for a woman down the street. She asked if it was the woman that was one of my attendants at my suspension? I told her it is. She said she would have the paid receipt for me at the end of the day. I see you also have had yours upgraded. I am happy for you. And the computer said for 2 years. Of course that means that you can couple with the customers now so we have to do the blood test. “It does?” “Yes, all full members are blood screened by the little computerized lab in pursuit of STD’s and other things. We don’t want anyone to go home with aids or anything.” I told her that it made sense since I had not seen any of the customers wearing condoms while having sex. She took me aside and took a blood sample and fed it to the machine in the back room. She said it would be done in about a half hour. I was ready for my exercise routine. It went very well and I finished with a great orgasm and squirt. I just sat there for about 5 minutes fully impaled. Two customers helped me stand up. I gave them hugs. It was time to go for the day. I had the paid receipt for the teacher in my hand as I stopped at their house to walk with them to the first tutoring session at our house. It surprised me that she was still dressed and so was her husband. They told me that while they were ready to shed their clothes for the tutoring the students, they were still a little uncomfortable as a teacher walking for three blocks in the daylight in the neighborhood. I thought for a moment and thought in a different time and place they were absolutely correct. I also told them that times have been changing and it is their choice on either displaying themselves or not. We walked to the house together and when we went into the front door it must have been 20 kids and 10 adults. I met for the first time the parents and several of the members of the neighboring sex ed forum from the other side of the main street the club was on. The teacher shed her clothes immediately followed by her husband. She was the regular teacher in several classes for several of the students in the other forum. Since the children had all made a bee line to the house running most of the way from school they were all ready at their studying. Bobby had let the parents inside that were waiting when he got home. The adults chatted for a while as the students used the Internet with their own computers or ours and prompted each other with tough questions. The teacher said that she could think of at least 3 other teachers that might be open to special tutoring as well in the environment with these students. Any arrangements would have to be made on a 1 to 1 basis because of the teacher situations and student needs. The students started finishing in a half hour and progress was rapid. The longer the students took, the lower their scores, with wrong or incorrect answers. “Miss Winston” had her work cut out for her. She had her rules also. For the boys! You don’t get access to my pussy if you do not get 100%. You need to have 2 to stick it in. You get to give me oral sex after the first 100%. The second 100%, you have to cum on the outside, the third you get to hit a home run and cum inside me. Girls we can do a 69 after your third 100%. After the first, I will suck the boy cum from your vagina. The second 100% I will also bring you off after sucking the boy cum from you. This brought cheers from the students. Her tongue felt like it was going to fall out by the time the first 100% scores were satisfied. Her husband helped a bit on this by giving credit for the girls. Her vagina was well satisfied as well. All of the 10 kids in my forum made 100% and only 2 of the 14 from the other made it. We worked until 9:00 getting all the lessons updated based on the wrong answers and learning where the students had gone to the wrong track. The only ones able to have intercourse between classmates were those with 100% or those with very minor errors. A group of the local forum were out in the back yard on a pair of swings they had put together. I had not seen the swings before, but when I did, I was puzzled. It was using 2 of the fish line wires to the limb and it terminated not on a board or seat but on a tool with a handle about 8 inches long and from the tool it had 2 flat shafts bent at 90 degrees and split then bent another 90 degrees. Becky said they had made it similar to my saddle appliance but with a single dildo that fit into either a boy’s anus or a girls. She said they all tried it and it was fun. We either tied the wires to our nipples or held on to them as we swing. It was much easier to swing without tying the wires to our nipples but we need to wear gloves to keep from cutting our hands. One of the boys and one of the twins asked to show me. Without hesitation both of them slipped onto the seats from step stools that a spare kid moved out of the way. The wires came out on each side of the boys penis and balls slipping into the slot. The girls lips slipped through the slot and her hood and clit was free and protruding almost like a small penis. She had some safety pins in her hand and she pinned her nipples to the wire. Her sister got her started swinging. No hands! The boy made himself go by the normal weight shifting method. I started to warn them that they could really hurt themselves doing this. But they read me the book on all that could happen to them but said that they had taken a lot of precautions and the wires were to be replace every week as that was as long as the fish line could reasonable last even if it was rated at 300 pounds and they all weighed less than 90. My saddle wire had worn out from the first 2 times. The kids had calculated the weight/stress differences and the ratings to give them a 50 percent safety factor advantage. I was satisfied but suggested using a regular braided nylon rope that would have a life of at least a year. The braided line would make it so they would not need gloves. They said they would. Now you all, I love you as much or more than if you were my own brothers or sisters or children. But I do have some lessons that I have learned that are not necessarily in the books. First of all the safety pins. They are nickel coated and the metal does not do your flesh any good on a molecular scale. Even if they are clean if you use them they will leave traces of the metal in your tissues and cause you suffering in a few years. Next. Twin I know you are the ones that will hurt yourselves but I would hate to see any of you girls rip your nipples apart in your formative years. There is a reason that the adult community had requested minors to refrain from piercing your genitals until you are at least 18. Now just relax a moment and rest against the pins. She did and immediately her nipples began to be pulled. I caught her before she slipped too far and she agreed and removed the pins. Now if you really wanted to use the swings with the saddle you should move the ties to the limbs further apart, so you can shift your chests through the opening and shift your weight easier. You will still get the thrill of anal sex but you will have more control as well. When you use the larger ropes you will also be able to mount the swings easier and dismount them by pulling up on the rope and settling on or off. The group understood and removed the swings until they could get the correct ropes. Dinner was served as snacks. This time there were no smoothies but all the new girls commented they wanted to learn how to make them for later. I asked the teacher’s husband if he had thought of reconstructive surgery. He said he had asked for it but it was very expensive at the time and the VA did not have any doctors that did that kind of thing. I told him that Doctor Greg is a specialist in it and if you ask him he would go to the VA and arrange for him to do it under their insurance. He would also prescribe the hormonal supplements to make everything work except his semen production. He would still be able to ejaculate like a guy that had a vasectomy. This was cheerful news. When he left with his wife, they left carrying their clothes. It had been a busy day. All the kids had left to go wherever and had left Ben and I to our own devices. Sleep came quickly to us tonight and the morning not long after. I was awake just as the sun started peeking above the horizon and before the alarm went off. I woke Ben with some cuddling but we were up and helping each other in the shower before drying each other off. By the time Ben was dressed for work, I had breakfast ready. We talked about the youth swing saddle in the back yard and what they had decided and he thought that even that might be a bit dangerous but it was a lot better than what they had come up with on their own. He had an account at the hardware store and if the kids wanted the right rope Bobby could pick it up coming home from school. Ben dropped me off at work on his way. Today was quite busy and the usual dart challenges were not as frequent but they were more accurate. It was no record but the tips were still good. When my shift ended I walked home and when I rounded the corner where the lady gardener lived, she hailed me. She asked if I was the woman that was hosting the forum tutoring with the teacher down the street? I told her I am. “As I told you before my husband died a couple of years ago and I have less than 6 months to live from cancer. Our home here was at one time a private school and I was the Principle. I would like to use it for at least the next few months for the forum hall and the classes. It would not be under the school district control but only mine. When I pass it will be given to the cooperative group of the parents of the sexual education forums in the area. I know that you have one for the top 1% of the students on this area. The other one that is close to it is on the other side of the street but had the potential as well. The parents of the group on this side of the main street are mostly single parent households where the other group is mostly 2 parent families. I have facilities and room for up to 75 students and a total of 100 people to work in a teaching/tutoring environment. Once the ownership is passed to the living cooperative it must be registered as a non profit. The teachers will also be members of the same cooperative. Aside from teachers, the only active members will be the students from roughly 8 to 18. The parents must be members to provide leadership along with the teachers. The teachers must be active participants in all phases of the activities. The teachers can be removed from their status at the behest of the student vote. The parents and teachers must abide by the group decisions.” This was a bit of a bombshell but after a couple of minutes to settle in sounded good. I told her that I would relay the information to the other members and get back to her. I waved at several of the people on either side of the street as I made my way home. I did not see the kids today but Bobby and Betsy were waiting. They had the rope and were working on the swings. I asked about the homework and they said the papers were waiting for me to check. They were well done. When I finished grading the papers I went to check on the progress of the swings. They had one of them done. They had made loops to hold onto with their hands and were able to reach up and lift themselves up to clear and then impale themselves. The saddles had sufficient counterweights to hold them close enough vertical so they would slip inside if they were relaxed enough. One thing is for certain they would not be jumping from the swings. Once mounted they had almost no restrictions on leg, arm, or body movements. They did however have to maintain at least one hand on the swing loop. If they let go on the forward part of the swing they would flip out and do a backward somersault and land on their chest and it would hurt. If they fell forward their legs would be tangled with the rope and them still impaled by the saddle, hanging upside down. They promised that no one would use the swings without at least 2 safeties. No mounting benches or ladders were to be anywhere around the swings. We went into the house to prepare dinner and Ben got home. I told of what the lady had said up at the corner by the club house. Ben said that he could draw up the papers for her to sign and for the establishment of a legal non profit cooperative in conjunction with the neighborhood. This would establish the area location of the residents and practices involved. It would also establish entrance requirements for incoming members and exclusion requirements as well on health, age, moral and social issues. The papers would be ready by the end of the week. No smoothies again tonight. I was continuing my strict smoothie (when available), yogurt, cum and juice diet to lose my excess pounds. I was loosing at least a pound a day. I was now down to 145. My target is still between 120 and 130 pounds. I spent a half hour of leg lifts and set ups to try to strengthen my core muscles. I was a bit sore when I was done. Ben and I fell asleep holding each other watching movies with the kids. The smell of coffee woke us up. The kids had made breakfast complete with smoothies. They took their shower as we finished. They were off to school while we were finishing ours. Friday came quickly and I was looking forward to the planned activities with the forum youth for the weekend. All of my stitches were out and healed shut. I had lost another 7 pounds since Sunday. Greg had asked me into the hospital for a full physical because of the weight loss but the blood screens and even the MRI had come back clean but I had to remove and replace all of my bushings and piercings for the examination with non metallic ones. My breasts were still maintaining size with the continuous use of the body mass ointment. My labia lips had also maintained their size and thickness from the intense stretching and piercings I had done to them. The forum, actually the combined forums were to meet at the house of the lady that was wishing to share with the entire group. We would all meet there at 6:00 so I left work late, and just walked next door. Ben parked in the club lot and we walked to the house together with the papers a few minutes early. She had already welcomed most of the 2 groups but still more were to come. We laid out the paperwork and the necessary documents for the cooperative venture. Many of the parents and forum classmates read them and asked questions as the rest of the group arrived. By 6:30 everyone had asked themselves to their satisfaction. Basically the woman was willing her entire estate and properties to the acting forum committee that would change each year. The forum except for the actively engaged teachers, consisted of those parents and children that were engaged in the active sex education classes within the zoned neighborhood that met the academic requirements of the top 1% of the national academic achievement classes and allowed for religious and social reasons to attend. They were also required to pass the necessary medical requirements for sexual health to be admitted. Restricted incest or cross generational sex could be tolerated but on a consensual public basis within the area of what would be known as the “Forum House.” No subject would be out of bounds as far as sex was concerned amongst the members. The papers were signed for a Notary Public, and a Judge who was a neighbor and invited for the ceremony. Ironically he was the person that had originally written the forum legal forms. He congratulated us all on making this a monumental happening in the community. “It does protect the children from those that might do them social or physical harm and it makes provisions to help them make decisions and make sure their physical and mental well being is maintained in a reasonably stable manner.” The fact that the property at one time was and will be a private school with the surrounding properties will make it a stable community project. It seems that the building with the gentleman’s club and the land it is built on it is leased from the woman and is a part of the estate. They would be paying a monthly stipend for the use of the facility. An amount to more than cover the anticipated expenses of the forum house. I was almost embarrassed when the Judge sought me out to ask how I was faring after the broken wire at my suspension. He said he was sure I might have hurt something when I reached down and pulled the ties to my labia and the appliance had dropped out. I reassured him that I had been hurting and getting rid of the extra 15 pound weight of the appliance helped immensely on helping to keep my boobies from being pulled off. I was looking forward to a non saddle suspension but a little more private for the rush of it once I was able to lose some more pounds. I need to lose another 23 pounds and then I want to do a fairly short straight clamp suspension without the saddle. I also want to do one for the forum group because the kids did such a good job of support behind the scenes for the video and the communications. The judge came back. You will not be the first one to be suspended in this building in the entry foyer. You notice that the upper chandelier is hoisted from the ceiling that is 30 foot high. I looked up and he was right. The sunlight shown into the room from the front windows and gave a beautiful light to the area and if the chandelier was removed and the hook used to lift the pivot and lines it would be perfect. I was looking up at the ceiling and saw the paintings of cherub angels flying around. I was leaking in anticipation of flying with them. The judge also mentioned about a time that the state had required all neighborhoods take individuals and families with a criminal history of sexual offenses. The ones that have been introduced into the area have been screened and 2 are members of the Gentleman’s club. The other 2 are single divorced men but were not convicted of major offenses. Both were for molesting a minor. The other 2 offenders are married. One of them the offender is a woman and her offense was for peeping and she had been caught 6 times. They have 4 children from 4 different fathers. He is a good father and she a good mother even if they were apparently swingers. In the other couple the male was the offender and he had stalked a 17 year old and had raped her when she was underage. She married him while he was in prison for 3 years and they are raising a girl from the rape. He is a listing as a deviant offender but they seem like a loving couple that can use some friends. They both work hard and have lived close here for 3 months. He does have a conviction but their offense was getting caught when she was not of legal age without any consultation. With the forum’s permission I would like to introduce them to the forum tomorrow so the community can get to know them as they are and not some bad statistic. I talked this over with Ben and the doctors and the teacher before I got back to the judge. We agreed and made the announcement. The forum parents would supply food for a banquet tomorrow to celebrate the new school and an introduction of some additional members of the community. The doctors would be supplying HPV shots to all persons that had not had them. There was some discussion of this but it was unanimously agreed to allow it. Especially since cervical cancer and the extensions of it is what was killing the woman that gave us the facility. There was a lot of mixing going on and there were more wife swapping than regular couples joining in. I was dreaming about what I wanted to do within the next few Months. Everyone went home overnight but was back in the morning by 8 with several of the parents that could not be at the forum hall because of scheduling conflicts. I noted that 3 of the ladies I had worked with at the club were attending with their husbands and children. I asked them and they said they had been invited today. One was the swing cook and her daughter and her fiancé one of the male registered offenders. One was the lady offender who worked on swing shift as the bartender. One was the graveyard entertainer who was married to the male offender who had raped her when she was 17. She had married him a few months later while he was serving time for the statutory rape charges made by her parents and a very zealous district attorney. They had an additional child 2 months after he had been released. We were all in good company. More computers were set up in the extra rooms in the house. The woman who was still living there had her own small bedroom that the forum made sure she could keep it as a private place for herself along with the small bathroom that was in a small room only accessible from her room. She also designated it as the nurses room in case of any injuries or health issues were to be taken care of. A library had been assembled from several private collections in all manner of disciplines. A lot of them were college level references and text books. For the most part it would have been hard to match a library of the complexity on straight knowledge in any high school library. Only a few of the books were classic literature that were the basic in most libraries. A server was set up for connection to broadband and all traffic was directed thru the server to the outside world or between the other computers. It was amazing but all of the forum students were directing their attention to the academic sources with an extreme focus while lounging together in complete nudity without any notable exceptions. Yes sometimes one of the girls would notice an aroused guy and either move to suck him dry or gently move to allow him to slip into one of her open and willing orifices while studying the video or the speaker in a video. Many of the videos were college lectures on one subject or the other. There were 5 different classes and 5 different live teachers in the forum now. I had been cornered by a half dozen of the mothers in the expanded forum group that were very interested in my piercings and my suspensions last weekend, and what I was thinking of doing in the future. Two of them were somewhat overweight and when they found that they would have to shed every available extra pound to be able to take the stresses, they were somewhat disappointed but said it would be a challenge. It seemed that within the city there were 6 clubs and amongst them there were 3 to 4 of the saddle suspension events per year. There was only 1 or 2 of the straight suspensions per year even though those paid a full $1 per minute per observer. There had never been a hook suspension except one. The woman had split and died from the fall. That had been done 12 years ago. She had signed a full waver and she was dying of cancer within a few months anyway. She just did it her way. It was quick. The woman that owned the forum house recalled the event. She said the woman had asked to be raised above the crowd and over a fenced section of spikes she said that after she had sang a song, she had pushed against the lines and started the hooks tearing at her breasts and she had fallen on the spikes. It had been a plain and planned suicide. She had no family and she also had no insurance. She also had refused payment. “I could probably do the same but the insurance companies get all prissy about it and raise everyone’s rates to nearly double and some times laws get written to condemn anything to do with it. That is the reason that any conventions doing hook suspensions are done on Indian reservations in either Missouri or Arizona. They are listed as a religious high ceremony for raising the consciousness of the participant to a higher level by pain. The ones that go through the tranquility hanging is considered to be a Shaman. Even then there is usually only one a year from all over the world.” I considered this. I could see the reasons behind the traditions and even contemplating such an act. I knew I had some American Indian blood in me but I had not been raised in the traditions and teachings and only a couple of references at family meetings with my grandmother when I was a child. The students in the forum would still be attending the public schools as the schools required but they would also be attending the forum school on weekends and afternoons during the week for mentoring and tutorial classes to keep everyone on track academically. The number of students now in the forum now totaled 64. The students in the forum are from the ages of 9 to 17. All were in the top 1% nationally by age group in the nation. All were sexually active and there would be many more joining from younger siblings during the next 5 years. The forum members and parents were amazed that the concentration of the far advanced students in the school district were from the same general location within the city and with only a half dozen or so students of the exceptional abilities in the entire city were not members of the sex ed forum. Helping a sister In the mid fall the leaves were just starting to turn a bit and the weather was getting to get a little cool to be walking to and from the house in the nude as I had been doing for the last 6 months since I had gotten my job as a server and chef at a local Gentleman’s club and also since I had volunteered as the essential home mom in the local teen sex ed Forum for advanced students. I was getting ready to leave since my relief had arrived when a member of the club came running in with tears in her eyes. “Nina, we have not officially met but I was referred to you to see if you could help with a problem.” I assured her that I would if at all possible. “I am Barbie Nelson and my twin daughters are in the same sorority in a mid western college and juniors. As is their custom, each year this particular sorority draws names of their volunteer girls for a celebration for the athletic team winners of the conference if their team wins. Last weekend one of the other sororities at a different conference lost one of the volunteers when she had not adequately prepared herself for the gangbang. Several of the players had intercourse with her and they were too big for her. Apparently they forced their way through her cervix. She ruptured and bled out internally without her knowing it except that she was tired afterwards. In my daughter’s case there are 5 girls that had their names drawn and both of my daughters are in the group of 5. They are small girls and have not been particularly promiscuous. They are afraid of being able to take anyone over 7 inches long. The team has 30 players and there are 12 that are sporting between 13 and 14 inches and very thick. They could be considered giants. Next weekend the 5 girls are expected to take all of the players in 2 days if they win the homecoming game in an organized orgy at the house.” I told her that I could see why she was upset. Meanwhile I had grabbed my coat to wear and led her out the door of the club to the Forum house next door. “If the girls want to do this they can. They will not be able to get pregnant for 3 or 4 months after taking the men. They will be opening their Cervix themselves to take them. It will be even longer if they decide to stay open to oversized sexual couplings for a longer period, possibly the complete season or for the rest of the school year. It is a temporary enlargement of the cervix and for a few months it will not close enough for a fertilized egg to settle and develop in their womb. If they do the stretch as we instruct them and do the resizing stabilization over the period of a week, they will be fairly comfortable and safe taking an oversized cock. It usually is not recommended for any woman that has not had a child yet.” “I think that is what they want because they both told me over the phone that they want to do this. Personally I think that they just want the thrill of being fucked by the biggest black cocks that the university has ever seen.” As we walked into the Forum house I told her to call them on her cell phone. Some of the older teens were finishing studying and were having sex together. I logged onto one of the computers that was in the back of the forum house next to the back door entrance to the pool. Barbie said the girls were in their rooms. She handed the phone to me. Girls can you bring up your computer on my web site?” I gave them the name and address. “I will give you some instructions. They may be a little graphic but they need to be followed.” The girls agreed. I asked a group of the older teens if any of them were anticipating sex with oversized boys and were ready to stretch their cervix's? There were 2 girls. I asked them if they would demonstrate the procedure to the girls on the other end and they said they could. I recommended that the smaller of the 2 girls actually do the stretch since she was about the same size as the college girls at 5 foot even. “Now girls, record what these girls are doing and I will explain it also. The girl will use a garden hose with water at body temperature with a low flow. It is a multistage process and first is the need to do a daily deep enema to keep your internal storage empty. In other words, to keep your bowels empty to decrease infectious complications and internal bruising. You must do at least 3 deep enemas to completely evacuate your bowel. Next you must slip the open end into your vagina and work it’s way the length of it until the end is against your cervix.” The teen girl did this. “Now when she is comfortable with the hose against the end she will apply a little pressure. Her vagina and uterus will stretch lengthwise a bit, but the actual nozzle will not touch the end. As she relaxes some more, her cervix will slowly begin to open and the water will begin to fill her uterus.” The girl began to experience orgasmic spasms as her cervix was gradually opening. In about 4 minutes she experienced another big orgasm as the hose slipped another 6 inches inside her. Her stomach kept pulsing for a couple of minutes as she passed out, but her body kept the hose clamped inside her with the overflow running out her vagina.. She came around slowly but revived smiling. “Her cervix is now opened. It was gentle and nothing torn or ruptured. She is taking about 14 inches now and that is her length capacity but her cervix is only opened about 1 inch. Her cervix is held away from contact with the hose by the water flow around it. The vagina and cervix can stretch to over 4 inches across when giving birth to a baby. This won’t be that difficult. You say that the biggest player is on the order of 14 inches long?” The girls on the phone said yes. “Then each of you needs to get hold of a 14 inch dildo that is at least as large around as your wrist. Once you get used to the hose stretching you. You will need to use lots of KY lubrication and ease the dildo all the way inside. Work it in very slowly with easy strokes and keep relaxing as it goes in.” The second girl had gotten one for the small girl and she had prepared it for her. She took the hose out and slipped in the monster dildo. They kept working it in and out until it was finally through her cervix and then it went fairly easily until the end was flush with her labia. “Now once it is all the way in, you can move around a bit and press the excess water out of your birthing canal and uterus. Then you will need your panties, a pad and then some hard pants or shorts because you will need to wear the dildo inside until your gang bang. You can take it out daily for laving and showers but put it back in with some mass growth ointment and the KY.” The girls asked what that was and I showed them a tube of it and told them they could get it at a pharmacy. “Caution! Use your gloves when handling it because it stimulates circulation and draws body nutrients to the area it touches. It will have a tendency to itch a bit and be a little red from the inflammation. It does promote healing though. A lot of the younger girls use it to increase breast and nipple size” They thanked me for the advice and said they would pass the information on. Barbie felt much better now than when I had first seen her. “I hope they do it right and then let everything go back to normal.” Somehow I had a hunch that once they started doing the big athletes they may just keep on doing any big cock that could give them a fun ride. “The football and basketball players they will be coupling with will keep them busy and occupied as a group for at least the rest of the school year. They have not been fully groomed for the experience and they will find themselves infatuated with the oversized sex part of the practices. The girls must be made to understand that in their cases, they will be doing their own body modification to happily endure what could otherwise be very painful and deadly sexual practices. They will be addicted to sex with large men. It is a rare Caucasian woman that historically has done this. It is becoming more common in the last decade as many of the macho sports have been attracting the big black warrior types and many of them have brought some of their customs that were brought with them from the African continent. Many of the women there did their body modifications in a permanent manner. Many having the gene selection much as the men have aimed for over the centuries.” Barbie asked what those might be? “One is the intentional splitting or overstretching of both their anal and vaginal passages. It is painful but erotically pleasurable. It is also irreparable except through partial reconstructive surgery. If they keep it up, they will wind up with both vaginal and anal prolapsed. A reference on line is “1969(a)” and “1969(b) from The Kristen Archives”. There are stories of a college graduate student that was married and fell into the excitement and eroticism of oversized sexual intercourse. As far as I know the story has no real ending or finish, but spells out the reasoning and thoughts behind it fairly well from the viewpoint of an average white American woman.” I set up Barbie with the computer to study. The girls that had done the demonstration also read the stories with Barbie but it was not for the first time for the girls. They were monitoring Barbie and were there to give her either demonstration or answer questions regarding the stories. They knew the dangers well from forum studies of the stories. It was not likely that either of them would be turning themselves into full time “Jezebel’s”. Barbie’s daughters successfully enlarged themselves and had decided to continue the practice for the rest of the school year. The sorority had kept the indoctrination video and shared it with sisters at other collages that had the same practices of accommodating athletes. Finding my Heritage 8 weeks after the opening of the forum house I finally had lost my excess weight. I have been able to stabilize it over the past 2 months. In the interest of building the strength of my core system I had stopped my participation of the dart challenge on my breasts, some of my co workers had continued for a while or reduced it to only an occasional challenge when one or the other wished to do something to be able to afford to buy a treat for themselves or someone else. Ben had asked me to do some more research on my heritage since I had taken such an intense interest in the Okipa ceremonies of some of the American Indian tribal rites of passage. He was adamant that he did not wish to see me hurt or maim myself for any reason for money or to just make a point. The forum girls were pretty settled in as well as the boys. It was still custom even through the summer vacation to come to the forum house daily for lessons, sexual activities and studying their advanced on-line classes. The original forum members were preparing to take their advanced placement examinations in another month after the start of the school year. The additional teachers that had signed on for the tutoring had done this and had instigated college level tutoring for all those that did pass. The local university had also listed the forum house as a node for online instruction. The school district was glad to do the listing because those students that were so far advanced would not then be listed with the rest of the students for classification with the lower level students the lower level students would be eligible for higher grades. Nearly half of the girls in the pubescent group had decided to forgo birth control pills and had also stopped having vaginal sex so they could be given fertility drugs and produce more fertile eggs for transplant into barren adult women. This is how they were saving money for their college tuition and setting up for their own families when they became adults. Of course the older students were all ready getting full scholarships for when they did leave for getting their non on-line degrees with Master’s and Doctorates in the cross hairs. I was getting ready to do a back to school suspension ceremony for the students at the forum house without a saddle and the Twins and Betsy wanted to do a superwoman suspension with the non piercing anal hook saddle in their anus and their ponytails on a suspension ring sailing around above me when I was suspended by my breast clamps. Their small breasts had grown during the last few months to a true “B” sized and they were comfortable with it and their size. They had quit the steroidal ointment treatments and had started to grow hair on their Mons. They shaved for 2 months until they went in for a laser treatment. They had practiced their part in the suspension a couple of times, and were quite comfortable with it. They would be flying for it most 20 minutes and I would hold a maximum of 15. The girls also wanted to have small wings attached to their shoulder blades with tape so they could move them and look like the little cherubs in the paintings on the ceiling. Ben suggested that I could use some folded wings hooked to me for the same thing like he thought I would look like an angel hanging there. I told him that the wings would be heavy for me unless they were little paper ones and from the angle they would be at they might cover some of what was happening to me. My nipples would be at my eye level. I would definitely not look like an angel and more like a bat. He did convince me to wear 2 little silk wings between my wrists and my hips that would attach to my back shoulder and hip to dermal implants. I would be able to move my arms and legs to allow me to swing around a little for movement as the girls were circling overhead. They were to be only about 3 feet above but I would not be swinging too far under them. I would be less than 8 foot off the floor at the highest. I would have 10 crystals hung from my open labia rings. They would tinkle as I moved and provide flashing lights from the sunlight showing in through the windows. Finally the day came and the forum had a barbecue in the back around the pool for the celebration of the end of the school summer. Ben and the original forum made ready the suspension equipments for me and the 3 girls. We would be doing the suspension at 3 in the afternoon. We have a dual winch system so the girls mounted their suspension ring and adjusted themselves so they were comfortable tied by their ponytails and impaled by their anal saddles. They decided that they would carry little bows with suction cupped arrows. They lifted toward the ceiling as the last 2 lines were attached to my breast clamps. All of my weight would be hung from my breasts. I had been dreaming of this for at least 2 months now and at last it would happen and not just accidentally. As the tension built at first I had a little difficulty keeping my smile as I my breasts were raised without my body moving much. I held my hands out to the sides and I had to resist grasping the lines holding me. I knew that this would loosen the grip of the clamps and I might fall or the clamps could slip and then clamp down on my orbs of my breast milk sacs that were outside the clamping area. That I knew would hurt much more than where they were grasping me. They would then slip and rip all of my piercings off of my breast. The pleasurable pain started in when my feet left the floor and the endorphins started kicking in. I started moving my wings and swinging a little as we settled in with the girls circling over my head but only about 4 foot away. I began a song that I had been practicing and the girls unbeknownst to me had been practicing also. It sounded pretty good apparently and some of the boys carried the tune on the piano and keyboard. When we had done the 15 minutes my breasts were pretty dark but not really as sore as they were on my third suspension at the gym. We were lowered and everyone got hugs from the 4 of us. A pair of the girls become Surrogates As the genius sex forum in the neighborhood had grown there were several of the older teens that were in the college age older singles that were into the club things. One of the twins that I had helped in her junior year in her sorority to accommodate the largest football and basketball athletes in their collegiate rewards had finished her year on the rewards committee. Her twin sister and her had extended their activities for the year but had managed to withdraw from the activities before permanent damage had been done to their cervix’s. They had returned home for the summer and in the succeeding 2 months had been able to bring their cervix's into a more normal configuration of reproductive health. The forum doctors, Mildred and Gregg Vaughn, had helped them to adjust their lives back to where they did not have the overpowering desire for continuous oversized sex. The sisters were only 5 foot tall and lovely as little blond dolls but they had been taking group sex with up to 18 men for weekends, week after week in their activities while away at college. They had decided to withdraw for at least a semester to get their lives back in order for their future. They came to me one day at the club where I was working as a day chef at the local Gentleman’s club and posed a question. “Nina, Now that we are pretty much back to a normal hormonal status and everything feels good and normal sex is now on the pallet. We each have had an offer to serve as Surrogate mothers. The requesting couples are ethnically compatible but in both cases they are also not physically capable of either bearing a child or siring one. The couples have offered to support each of us for a year and pay our tuition and expenses for our final year. They also requested that we get pregnant by one of the 99% boys in the forum.” Somehow I knew that something like this would be coming. All of the boys and girls in the forum were academically in the top 1% of the test scores academically in the nation. I was not certain of the reasons behind it but nearly 1/3 of the youth in the neighborhood of the sex forum were in this category. Of course, all of the members of the Forum were in it. “I would suggest working with Doctor Gregg and Mildred to suggest the donor sperm for each of you. You have been screened but they will need to submit the necessary documentation for pedigree purposes to the couples you will be carrying the children for.” You might even talk to the teachers in the forum who they think would be best. I know that 3 of the girls have gotten pregnant and 2 have delivered very healthy babies from the group.” The girls blushing said. “Yes we know. We just wish the forum had existed when we were the age of a lot of the kids are now. The girls that helped us last year were fantastic and the whole sorority loved the presentation that you gave with their doing the demonstrations. The taller girl is now in our old house and has prepared the older girls that want to be in the drawing for the rewards committee. She buzzed through the initiation and is one of 3 in the house that is mentoring the rest of the girls on their academics, even the upper class men. She is a whiz and has aced every test that the professors have come up with. She was also it seems a sexual athlete and had headed up the sorority rewards participation in the Greek forums on campus. As a freshman that was quite a feat.” “Don’t hold it against her girls as she is only one of many that have already gone out of the neighborhood forum to the colleges around the country. Some of the girls that have left are not yet of legal ages in some parts of the country. Many of the younger girls that have gone to the southern states where 16 is a marriageable age. Not that they want to get married at that age, but it is legal for them to have sexual intercourse without legal hassles. Six of them are into microbiology and are running the computerized health screenings on the local campuses. They have full scholarships and are still putting over 6 figures a quarter into their personal banking accounts.” Pierced Tranquility Some months later Ben and I were relaxing in bed after making love on a Saturday morning. The last week the woman that willed her home to the Sex education group had passed away peacefully from cancer and the interest was building amongst the adults in suspensions again. We had continued some communications with the woman that had done a flesh hook suspension and I was again thinking of the erotic thrill of the act. She had mentioned the possibility of using rods through breasts and doing it a little more comfortably than with the clamps or the regular (large) flesh hooks. I had tried using some long and even somewhat larger than normal medical needles through the base of my breasts to get a feeling of what some of the stresses and even to understand what pressures would be involved in lifting my body weight with some of the stretching of my skin over the area. I had even asked Ben to run some stainless rods through me to see what it might do to me. “Nina, I don’t want to see you hurt needlessly without a reason behind it. I have pretty much agreed that whatever you do for an erotic reason even body modifications are acceptable if they are what you really want. I don’t want you to lose your life or use of any of your body parts on a permanent basis although I agree that if you wind up with cancer, all affected body parts are removable.” “Ben, the desire to be hung by metal through my breasts will be something that I want to at least try. Both the preparation and the actual event might be overwhelming but I still want to try it. Others have done it and others have failed with even fatal results. At one time both men and women have done this and many times they were never the same either physically or mentally. At one time in history a whole tribe did it as a right of passage, much like becoming an adult. I know that people died out, possibly because of a combination of the practice and rampant disease. The idea I am toying with is a method that may be easier on me than the triple suspensions I did in the gymnasium. I may be swinging at least as far and as violently as I did then but I think that I will not be on as close of a time restriction as I was then because blood flow will not be as restricted to my breasts as it was then. I want to have the supporting hooks large enough and pressure dissipated enough that it will not be any more painful than being supported by a harness would be. I want to feel the freedom of flying without support or binding of being tied to something. The breast clamps can be very sore after just a little bit. If the rods through my breasts can be stressed in the middle with pressure from inside my breasts so not all of the weight is supported from the holes that the rods go through then I think the adrenalin and the surge of the endorphins will carry me though it all just fine.” An idea dawned. We would use a long rod through each. On the sharpened end of the rod we would bend the rod in a large hook nearly 6 inches in diameter. A straight section would be threaded into the curved section and then we would push the sharpened end through the skin about a third of the way to the base of my breast then come out at about the same height on the other side of my breast. The rod would skirt most of my milk sacs but cut through the back side then come back out. The hook would be pushed through and the rod disconnected with my breasts under some stress. Caps would be threaded onto the ends of the rods and stretch the openings somewhat to keep the air out and any bleeding contained. Lines would be attached to the ends of each rod. I would be suspended by these rods. The tension of the rods through my breasts would dissipate the stresses over the entire orb. All of the skin on my front, from below my navel to my shoulders would be under some tension. Breathing would be much easier than any other type of chest hook suspension. We heard Bobby and Betsy coming in the front door. They came directly to our bedroom and hopped onto the bed with us. They were naked as usual and were always ready to seduce either of us while any conversation was continued. Nothing was off limits. We caught them up to what we had been talking about. Betsy settled onto Ben’s always ready cock and Bobby slipped his fist into my still well lubricated vagina just keeping things gently stirred. Betsy suggested using the vacuum pumps to keep my breasts pulled while the hooks went in. This way the mass would be in position for the hooks to be inserted and the rods to have the mass of my breasts pressing the nipple end away from the rods. One of the things that I wanted to do before a public suspension of this type is to have the necessary implements installed for a while before the suspension. I was thinking something on the order of a week or 2 and maybe more. The reasoning behind this is to allow some healing of the skin around the rods. If necessary bushings could be put around the rods to further disburse the stresses involved. We had done some careful measuring and Ben had made the necessary components. They were now complete and were highly polished and sterilized in preparation for them being publicly inserted this weekend. Bobby and Betsy both suggested that we do the insertions at the sex ed school so the procedure could be well documented in their archives. Ben and I suggested that viewing the procedure might be a bit much for the school and the adults at the Gentleman’s club definitely wished to see it. Eventually the kids won out and it would be done at the school house. If the adults wished to view it then they could pay the fees to the school, either to watch the video live at the Gentlemens club or in person. Betsy and Bobby disappeared with their cell phones stuck to their ears calling their friends and the teachers at the school to set things up for a firm time and event. “You know Nina that doing the insertions alone will cut your feeling down in your breasts. In the last year your nipples are not nearly as sensitive as they have been before.” Said Ben. “I know that Ben but I can still feel them and if while I am suspended I can blank the feeling even more It should be incredible. When I do the full suspension ceremony I want to be impaled on a giant dildo in my womb when we start. I want a stepped dildo with the shoulder sized to be stopped by my cervix at maximum penetration and a band stopper at my labia for the last of the support. My pelvis will bear the weight although my labia will be stressed to it's maximum ability to stretch and bear pressure. My feet will not be bearing weight and will be off the ground when we attach the lines to the rods in my breasts.” “Why would you do that Nina?” “I want the endorphins to be started before I begin the suspension. If I tear a little I will have no problem with it. I will survive and we will still enjoy each other.” End This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life in any way, shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of the scenarios in this story should seriously consider seeking professional help. Do not under any circumstances assume that any of the activities undertaken in these stories are to be commonly accepted as legal activities. Dealing with minors, the activities mentioned here cannot be considered as either commonplace, universal, or legal.