File: 15_LATE.TXT
Chapter 15 of the St Cunatus saga

                      Late Night TV Programme

Hurrying back to their room, and it's captive audience, the men burst in to 
find the girls engrosed (except for Wendy, who cannot comfortably see the
monitor) in the live 'Revelations of Sister Alina, and her Miraculous Clit'.
She has just got to the bathroom strip scene, and is turning and admiring
her figure in the mirror as the men untie their by now extremely heated wives.
Her naked turning also gives the camera behind the grille an excellent view,
both direct and reflected, and the thrill they all derive from spying on
Alina's obviously intense moment of self-discovery is enough to seriously
slow down the men's business of getting undressed and deciding what to do
themselves. This is the first time they have actually used the bugging gear
'in the field', and they are finding the result a great rush.
The sound pickup is working fine, too, and they can hardly believe their
luck as Alina reveals her thoughts aloud, saucing their recording, and 
confirming David's suspicion that her collapse in the basement really was
from her first ever orgasm. The whole thing is so absorbing that they speak
only briefly, in whispers, carefull not to miss anything.

Impatient at _still_ being unattended to as the men keep stopping in various 
stages of undress to admire their video success, the girls have piled together
onto the bed, and tangled into a knot of rubbing, twined pleasure. While not
taking their eyes off the screen for more than a moment, they have gone to
work on each other, slipping fingers into each other's dripping cunts,
gripping and teasing breasts, stroking and thrusting into eager crevices.
By the time there are four naked males still distracted by the Sister's
Adventures in Lust, rigid cocks standing in salute to the plot, the women are
well into their own act, having trouble keeping their soft moans and gasps
from drowning the Nun's transmitted words. This is finally enough to get the
men moving, and they turn to the girls, grabbing legs and arms at random
and extracting a woman each from the heap.

Tony draws Sue, who still has the hanky rolled and jammed in her cunt. Even
in the free for all on the bed, she had obediently left the frustrating
object in her, knowing that to remove it without permission would get her in
worse trouble. The other girls had known what it meant too, and had also not
moved it, though June had given her a very vigorous clit sucking that would 
have brought her off in another moment. As David sits himself on the bed and
pulls June's head down to his aching cock, he notices Tony arranging Sue on
her hands and knees and begining to tease the plug out of her.
David> "Hey Tony, that's her punishment for being a greedy mink before dinner.
I'm not quite ready to let her off just yet, how about keeping it in her, 
wherever is convenient, eh? Oh, don't go out of your way to make her come, 
either. Maybe we'll keep her on the burner till last. hmm? Something special 
perhaps, after everyone else is done."
Tony, to Sue> "Oh, so you've been bad, have you. Well, I need this cunt just
now, so... " He pulls the now slippery cylinder of cloth from her. "... I'll
just slip it in here for the moment." He presses it against her upturned
arsehole, and forcefully twists it in till only the tip is protruding.
He then immediately grips her by the hips and jams his cock into her cunt
to the hilt. Once there, kneeling behind her, he turns his attention back to
the screen, giving only a slight thrusting, just keeping his cock comfy.
Sue, by now absolutely desperate to come, cries out loudly, thrusting herself
back hard onto his spear. "Oh _God_ no! Oh _please_ fuck me hard, oh fuck me,
fuck me, I can't stand it.... please..."
Tony just holds her arse tighly against his crotch with one hand, and gives 
her a sharp slap on the thigh with the other. "Hold still, you bad, bad woman.
And keep quiet, I want to hear what she says. You watch her too, come on, 
we'll ask you questions on our illustrious host's behaviour later. You
wouldn't want to get any of the answers wrong, now would you? Better pay
attention then and be a good student, or you know what will happen."
She moans, and straightens herself, looking back to the screen.

By this time, Alina is standing in the shower, her cunt rubbing with the
cloth perfectly revealed as she leans back against the wall, faced straight
to the hidden camera. She looks and sounds to be on the very edge of orgasm.

Mike drew Wendy from the luckydip, and he'd led her over to the pile of their
baggage in the corner. Opening a case, he had selected a large vibrator, then
brought her back to the bed. He sits down next to David, who is by now leaning 
back on his elbows, thrusting his hips up to June's sucking mouth as she 
kneels on the floor between his legs. She is working hard at him, but looks
to be in a bad way herself, her hips rotating frustratedly, unattended. He 
will not let her take her hands away from his cock to finger herself.
She is mewing desperately around the rigid shaft in her mouth.

Mike puts the vibrator down on the bed beside David's thigh, right in front
of June's face. Her muffled mewing takes on a more urgent, begging note.
He signs Wendy to turn her back to him, and sit in his lap. His massive
eight inches of rigid, veined cock is standing thickly at attention, the
subdued light gleaming on it's impressive head. He pats his lap, kindly,
as if she were a child about to be read a nursery rhyme. She giggles 
playfully, and reaches behind herself to grasp her arse cheeks, pulling them
wide apart to reveal her swollen sex. The wetness within sparkles.
Without looking at him, she backs closer, straddling his legs, then slowly
squating onto him as though there was nothing there but a flat bench.
With a little guidance from Mike, the mighty head of his cock scores a direct
mating with the open centre of Wendy's decending cunt, and slips into the
tight, lubricated channel with a popping sensation and a stiffled moan from
Wendy. She at first seems to be determined to ride down onto the log in one
smooth motion, perhaps to maintain the pretense that there is really nothing 
there, but (as usual) Mike is just too huge for her to accept so easily.
She gets a few inches in, then shudders to a halt.
Wendy> "Ooooohhhhh God, I always forget how big it is! Ohhhhh fuck thats good!
Oh Oh Oh Ohhhhhh Ahhhhh yeah, oh yes ohhhh.... " She begins to hump up and
down slightly on the shaft, working an inch in and out, but going down a 
little bit more each time. "Mmmm... Ahhh... Oh June, would'nt you like some
of this, huh? Mmmm so big, oh the it' ssssooooo thick and long.... oh a bit
more.. a bit more... ohhhhhhh... nearly.... Ahhhhhh! Ohhh so deep in me..."
Finally she has the whole length in, and sits heavily in Mike's lap, 
motionless apart from a repeating shivver that runs through her body at each
deep intake of breath.

Mike has been running his hands lightly over her body, caressing breasts and
stroking her buttocks, but now he suddenly grips her breasts tightly like
handles, and pulls her down hard onto his lap, simultaneously tightening his
groin to gain a little more length in the rod inside her. She almost screams
as the impalement tests her limits, then subsides into a long wail of pleasure
while the near pain blends to ecstacy.
Mike> "Now, rest's over. Work on it for a bit. Good heavens! Look at that!"
He has also been watching Alina on TV past Wendy as she sank onto him. In
the distant bathroom, Alina is now beginning her de-virginization with the
scissors, sitting up on the bench with her legs wide open towards the camera.

David> "Amazing! She's got guts, that's for sure. Hey June, stop a moment and 
look at that, I'm getting too close anyway. No! Don't touch yourself, you
give better head when you're way horny. I'll take care of you later. Just 
watch. And hands behind your back." She had moved to frig herself when she
lifted her head from his hard, wet cock, and turned to see the screen.
At his veto, she had frustratedly gripped her hips, struggling with the
need to slide her fingers into her begging vagina, moaning as she watched
every other female in sight getting solidly shafted, and even the Nun on
screen getting to play with herself. The presence of a large, idle vibrator 
on the bed behind her didn't help at all with the ache inside her, making
her hips buck and grind automaticly as she thought of sinking it into her.
At this, David had got up from behind her, and fetched some rope, as he told
her to move her hands. A few quick turns, and her wrists were fastened 
helplessly behind her waist, not crossed, but lying parallel one above the 
other. David then passes a loop of rope around her waist, tightening it into
the flesh of her belly and fixing her forearms hard against her back. Now her
arms are immovable, of no help to her at all. He sits back down on the bed
as before, but lets her continue watching Alina, standing beside him as he
teases and tweeks her nipples into a sensitivity matching the fire in her 
twat. For a moment, her hopes flare up as he picks up the vibrator left on
the bed, and she turns more to him, spreading her legs and thrusting her
quim out in invitation, but her ignores her bush, and brings the plastic to
her breasts, switching it on and running it lightly and unbearably over her
aching nipples.
June> "Ohhhh, ohhhhh, please..... oh my cunt.... please....."
David> "How many times would you like to come tonight, June? Seriously now!"
June> "Ahh... do you mean... whatever I say...... is what I get? Exactly?"
David> "Yes, exactly, no more and no less. Choose carefully. You will be
compelled to what you choose. Do not ask how it will be done."
June> "Ohhh... oh my nippless.. oh.... right now I want to come a million
times... but... oh, Ahhhh, I'm sooo horny... I'll say ummm ten? times?"
David> "Hmmmm, greedy are'nt we? Still, you shall have it. Ten times. By the
way, if it turns out you _can't_ manage ten, we'll have to punish you for
being unrealistic, eh? Well, that's enough of this, get your mouth back on
my dick."
He puts the vibrator back on the bed, and leans back to enjoy her attention
while watching more of the ever more extraordinary televised events.
June> "But... are'nt you going to...?"
David> "No. Don't worry, it will happen, just later. Right now, suck, or be
spanked."
June sighs and quickly drops to her knees again, taking him into her mouth 
again and working her head on the still rigid rod. Having her hands tied 
behind her back always makes her feel even hornier, and gives the feel of
a master's cock in her throat even greater heat, but it does make it
difficult to balance. She tends to fall forwards, only stopped by her lips
pressing against his crotch, at which point she cannot breathe because of
the flesh burried deep in her throat until she pushes back off again.
Still, she knows he likes this, so no matter. Except for the scalding heat
in her cunt....
David> "Mmmmm you do give good head...."


Mike and Wendy have been gradually building up to a hard pistoning, she 
bouncing up and down on his lap, while he helps by gripping her hips,
lifting and dropping her onto his upright pole. They are both getting close
to comming, he fairly quietly, while she grunts deeper and deeper, begining
to sound like some sort of animal getting it's first root for years.
Suddenly, Mike holds her up at the top of a stroke, nearly all of his eight 
inches standing free. The last inch of the thick head sits buried in her
clasping cleft. He holds her there for a long moment, she gasping in near
orgasm, but not quite there. She is still holding her luscious buttocks
wide apart.
Mike> "OK, now stay just like that. Don't move a muscle, understand? You are
a statue, not to move unless I say so."
He gradually lets go of her hips, checking that she takes her full weight on 
her spread and bent legs. For a moment he lies further back, admiring the
view of his cock bridging the wide gap between his thighs and her open rear.
As a test of her obedience, he gives her a sharp slap on the bum, and she 
gasps, but does not move. He gives her a quick trio of deep fucking thrusts,
then stops. She quivers and rocks, regaining her balance, but otherwise obeys.
Mike> "Good, that's what I like to see. Now, this is something I've wanted to 
do for a while. Stay still."
He rocks his hips down, and pulls the last of his dick out of her with his 
hand. It is as hard as ever. He reaches in under her and slips two fingers
into the wet hole where his cock has been so comfortable. She is soaking.
Twisting the fingers about (she moans softly) he withdraws them and wipes 
them back up along her arse crack. He repeats this several times, till her
skin is slick all around the bud of her arse. Then he tilts his staff up to 
the new target, and presses it into the resisting hole as she gasps in 
realization but still does not move. Only the mismatched sizes slow the
penetration, for while all is slick as a wet bar of soap, he is just so much
bigger than her contracted opening. He pushes harder, and she grunts, 
struggling to relax the muscles, then rocking as she succeedes and the head
suddenly slides in. The size is such a shock that her muscles again clamp
down in rebelion, but it is too late. Now her firmness only adds to the
exquisite grip on his shaft as he works more and more into her, hunching
his hips and pulling her downwards with his hands.
Mike> "Excellent! Ohhh wow... that's so tight... ahhhh yes, OK, move now,
come on, press down, slowly.... yesss... that's it, come on, more, oh yes..."
Wendy> "Nnuuuughhh.... urrrrhhhhhfff! Uuuuhhhh Ohhhh.... AH! Ahhhh! ohhffff!
Oh... yyyeeeeessss... oh oh oh woooowwww.. that's..... ahhhhfffffuuuucccckkk!"
Mike> "Uuummmm.... yes, but ohhhhh do you... uh! like   it...? ahhhhhh..."
Wendy> "Yyyyy.... ohhhhhhyesssssss.... oh...... "
Mike> "Unnnnhhhhhh goood... but wait... get it alll in.... then there's ...
ohhhhhhahhhh aa a surprise.... you wait..."

By now Wendy is almost all the way down on it. She can feel the progress of
his enormous dick deep into her rear, shifting and jolting inside her as they
move against each other. She gives a few small lifts and drops back onto it,
feeling it reach further each time. It seems to be up to her stomach, but
now that she has managed to relax there is no discomfort, only a powerful,
exotic pleasure. Then she is sitting on his lap again, even more comfortably
than before since she is a bit further forward and can lean back a bit more.
For all the pleasure inside her though, there is still an empty feeling as
her vagina complains of being left out.
Mike> "Rrrrhhhhhhh, so hows that, comfortable?"
Wendy> "Ahhhh yes, very.... but... "
Mike> "But something's missing? Whatever could that be? Something like this,
perhaps?" He has picked up the vibrator, and holds it in front of her face.
Then, without waiting for an answer, he lowers it to her crotch and works the 
tip into the wet folds of her labia. It begins to slide in. And in.
Wendy> "OOOOWWWwwwww ohhhhhh ohhhh fuuuuuuuuccckkkk.... " She spreads her
legs as wide as they will go, leaning back onto Mike and grasping her breasts
with both hands, head back and open mouthed as the ecstacy of her double
intrusion grows with each added length of fat plastic. It is fantastic.
It is the essence of being filled, of being fucked. It is..... Her mind 
flickers, the world pours into her between her legs, filling her belly.
Mike> "So I guess you like that, hmmm?" He has most of it in now, and starts
to jig it up and down in her, twisting it and working it in the last few 
inches. "Yea, thats good Wendy, mmmm I can feel it too.... Uhhhh.... Huh!
Look, she got all those ice cubes up her cunt. Cool! David, maybe we should
do that to June, help her cool that hot cunt down, hey? Now what... Oh, she
hasn't finished with the scissors yet. Mmmm Wendy.... Oh? About to come, are
you?" She has started humping her hips rapidly, alternately pressing onto the
vibrator now buried deep in her cunt, and the rigid eight inches of flesh
jammed up her arse. She is panting, incoherent, working up into a pre-orgasmic 
frenzy.
Mike is prety close too, but the screen is still interesting enough to hold
part of his attention. Still... He shifts a bit to the side, so he can also
watch Wendy's face, her head thrown back onto his shoulder. She has her eyes 
closed, a grimace of sexual extremity contorting her features. Definately a
bum fuck lover, but then he knew that already. 'Time for the icing' he
thinks, and switches on the vibrator.

It is a very powerful one, and his cock can feel the thrumming inside her
as the plastic cylinder hammers against the walls of her cunt. For a second 
she goes rigid, then she screams, comes, and whips into a frenzy of humping
all at the same instant. She has lost all balance, and if he did not have
his arms around her she fall over sideways, but he keeps a good grip with one
arm wrapped around her chest, pinning her hands over her breasts. He really
is coming now, and there is no way he is going to let her off his pulsing
prong till he is finished.
For long moments her cries and his moans merge into a chorus of sex, he 
grinding his hips up into her rear as he fills her arse with cum, she reeling
with the assault on her pleasure centres as her cunt is shaken, her arse 
flooded. She can feel each jet of semen fire into her, deep up in her belly.
Faintly, through the waves of her orgasm, she wishes that it would never end, 
that he would just keep on pumping into her, filling her, giving her a semen 
enema, her belly swelling with the bulk of it, her come going on and on, 
for hours and hours.... 
Yet, of course, he does fade out, emptied for the moment. His cock is still 
thrust deep into her, it's hosing over, and losing it's steely rigidity.
This is when she would normally expect her own climax to begin trailing off,
and she feels a twinge of regret through the waves of physical sensation.
But... then... it isn't stopping!.... ahhhh.... the tingling, pounding hum in 
her cunt goes on and on, her sex goes on and on responding with it's ecstatic
sensations, the desire still glows, the need....
Her legs are tiring from her thrusting and humping onto the dual prongs, so
she lets herself fall limp into his lap, his still erect cock shifting again
in her. The vibrator drones on, and she is _still_ coming.
Mike has landed back on planet Earth by now, and he remembers to glance at
the screen again between considerations of Wendy's interesting expressions.

Alina is now doing her upside down 'waterfall into the cunt' trick.
Mike> "Holy shit! How did she get like that?"
David> "Pretty neat, huh? She lay down, then walked her legs up. Surprisingly 
athletic for an old bird like her, even if she does look younger. Bet she
gets a surprise when the jet hits her arse! .... Yep! There it goes! Ah ha,
she likes that, eh? So now what? .... Aww, she remembered to stop before she
overflowed. Too bad, I wanted to see if she was _really_ full of shit."
Mike> "Hey Wendy, shush! I want to hear if she says anything, shush! Oh 
bugger, you just can't, can you? Cumming and cumming, eh. Well scuse my 
hand." He puts a hand over her mouth, muffling her continuing soft moans as
she does indeed cum and cum, driven by the remorseless plastic lover.

There is a relative quiet in the room, with only the soft sucking sounds of
June still working on Davids prick, a faint hum from the buried vibrator,
and the slapping of Tony's regular thrusting into Sue's cunt from behind as
they both watch Alina on screen. Everyone who can is watching Alina's Story.

Even Garth has taken a few moments out from his careful tormenting of Eve.
After pulling her from the lesbian tangle on the bed, he had spent some time
roping her tightly in a position that pleased him.
As Alina had proceeded with her not-so-private self exploration of uncharted
sexual territory, he had been traveling again in realms he knew well, but
which were no less pleasant for their familiarity. His favourite game with
Eve, was to work her into lathers of desire, only to hold her just off the
point of release for some time, before finally subjecting her to wracking
strings of multiple orgasms, well beyond the point where she was satisfied.
Actually, this was what they all, men and women alike, often chose to do with 
Eve, for her highly sensitive and responsive nature seemed to idealy suit her
to the role of sex toy. She simply had no conscious control at all over the
connections between her sex and her mind's pleasure centers. She could be
turned on with the simplest of caresses regardless of whether she wanted to
be or not; once turned on, her desire for orgasm would remain intense for
long periods even with no further stimulation, and her orgasms could be
easily induced over and over again, seemingly indefinately, even when she
quite definately did _not_ want any more.

He had sat her on the very edge of one of the chairs, pushing her shoulders 
back against the chair, then pulling her arms straight down beside the rear
chair legs and tying them tightly there, with multiple loops up the lenghts of 
her arms. Then loops around her chest above her outstanding breasts, and more
over her shoulders to fix her body to the chair back. He next lifted her legs,
pulling her thighs wide and high, back to either side of her torso and tying
them there with loops under her knees, back over her shoulders and also beside 
her body to the chair. Now her cunt and arse were open and accessible, but 
there were a few more additions to be made.
To really spread her sex, he added ropes around her lower thighs, to either 
side of her slit, and pulled these hard back to the rear of the chair too.
Another one around behind her waist, the ends brought out between her legs
and pulled forward then down to either side of her sex again, then around
behind the tops of the front chair legs, further enhanced the exposure of her
pink entrances. A final tie of her ankles back against her thighs to hold her
feet out of the way, and he was ready to begin on her in earnest. She, of
course, was simply ready to stay exactly the way she was, no matter what was
done to her.

He had turned her chair side on to the monitor, so they could both watch it.
As he knew perfectly well, being tied in exposed positions always made Eve
hotter than a fire sale in hell, and what with being tied spreadeagled on her 
back by the bed for some time, then the too brief female free-for-all, and
now this vulnerable tie she was placed in, she was now very clearly wanting
it very badly. While being tied she had made no sound, and mostly watched
the 'Nun Discovers Sex' channel, but when she did look up at Garth, it was
with the 'please fuck me soon' look she was so good at. On her large, round 
breasts, her nipples were already rigid little nubs, and her cunt lips were
swollen so much she looked like an advertisement for silicone labia implants.
Till today, Eve's clit had been the biggest they'd known of, sticking out
just past her labia when erect (as it certainly was now). With the labes 
spread wide open like this, it stood up proudly in the air, daring anyone to
see what happened when it was touched. He knew, but was going to check
very thoroughly anyway.

When he finished her tie, Garth stepped back and admired the tableau for a 
moment, planning their pleasures (and the not-so-pleasurable bits for her).
His dick had been hard even before he undressed, and by now, with the 
combined buzz from the show on screen, and the pleasure of arranging Eve's
willing and beautiful bod for his satisfaction, his member now felt like a
bar of iron, a good seven inches of thick, throbbing redness standing high
in front of him. He stroked it softly, anticipating sinking it into her,
knowing he could use her as he pleased, slow or fast, drawing it out or
humping like an animal as the fancy took him.

Grinning, he stepped back to her, and, taking her jaw in one hand, he turned
her head away from the screen and forced her to look up into his eyes.
With his other hand, he pulled her mouth open, and stuck two fingers into her 
mouth, running them around inside, brusquely probing into all the recesses, 
holding her gaze. Demonstrating his mastery of her body, checking her 
willingness. She just radiated 'fuck me' even stronger, tilting her jaw up
higher, wider. Taking his fingers out, wet with her saliva, he kept his hold
on her head as his other hand traced down her chin, her neck, deviated
briefly, visitingly, to squeeze each nipple painfully, then tracked on down
her chest and stomach to her belly button. Here he twisted a finger into the 
shallow little well for a moment before continuing on down toward her mound.
The look in her eyes as the touch moved in her mind, action unseen, yet 
drawing neon arrows to it's obvious, unstoppable destination, was alone well
worthy of all the fiddling with ropes and stuff.

At the furline, he raised his fingers off her skin, and delicately stroked
the very tips of the bushy fur, running down either side of her pouting lips
several times without any other touch. A this she quivered for the first time, 
shaking the little that her bonds would allow. From her still held-open mouth
a small, voiced "..unnhh.." escaped. It did not do justice to the pleading
wells of her eyes. If she had been able to levitate the chair and herself up
to bring his hand into contact with her snatch, she would have.
'Well, time to finish making my point', he thought, and suddenly, firmly, 
gripped her upstanding clit between her fingers, squeezing and beating it
with a roughness calculated to be on the borderline of pain. He glared into 
her eyes, daring her to complain. He was pleased but not surprised when she
hardly flinched, and just as she was begining to shudder in uncontrollable 
response to the mix of pleasure and pain, he ceased.

Instead, he immediately drove two fingers into her dripping, open cunt, from 
the very first twisting and hooking them into her in every angle he could 
manage, alternating with bursts of rapid pistoning in and out. She was very
wet, sopping even, and his fingers immediately became slick with her juice.
Perhaps she thought that was the end of the first phase, to judge by the 
softening in her eyes, but she was mistaken. Again, just as she began to
shake in another buildup of pleasure, he moved on.
This time, he jerked out his fingers, and rammed one of the slick digits hard
into her arse. That certainly got her attention! Her eyes, that had been 
narrowing in her pleasure, shot wide open and she gasped "Nuuuhh! Ohhh..",
moaning incoherently as he continued to twist and piston the digit in her 
rear (which fortunately turned out to be quite clean). For a few moments she
seemded to be twisting in discomfort, ('Good!' he thought) but no, he realized 
she was shifting _toward_ his finger, trying to offer her sex and arse up
for more, but frustrated by the tight strictures of the ropes.

Garth> "Oh? That's good, eh? Yeah, you always want to get anything you can
in, don't you? You'd like this in your hungry cunt, I suppose?"
Straightening, he waves his rigid dong in her face, slapping it against her
cheeks and wiping a drip of his clear pre-cum off the end onto the tip of her 
nose. "You probably even expect me to bother to make you come! I wonder if I
should help you? Seems a bit much to ask, since you're a much more fun toy 
while you're still desperate to come. Hmmmm... I'll think about it."
He pulled his finger out, and, after giving her clit another quick burst of
friction, stepped away behind her to the bed. Eve's look of dismay as he 
abandoned her made his heart lurch with lust and satisfaction.
Actually, he was just going to get a couple of pillows to kneel on, to get
the height right for fucking her, but he prefered to leave her wondering for
a little while. He sat down out of her sight on the other side of the bed,
and enjoyed the spectacle in the room and the screen for a while. 'Ahhh...
this is the life!' he thought. 'Good friends and lovers, and a situation of
almost infinite sexual potential: sexy nuns hopelessly compromised and at
their mercy, a whole school full of potential teenage nymphos and slaves,
and right now, darling Eve on the edge of begging.'
For a moment he contemplated just quickly fucking Eve in her mouth, then
relaxing and watching the TV show (this was when Alina was filling herself
with ice cubes), as well as the fine sight of Eve going berserk from 
frustration. But no, not when she'd done nothing to incur such punishment.
All things in their appropriate time....

Carrying the pillows, he returned to her and casually placed them on the
floor in front of the chair. The sight seemed to ease her sensuous heaving 
against the ropes, no doubt because she thought she knew what the pillows
meant. 'Well, they do mean this', he thought, kneeling down before her
offering of tight warm cavities, 'and _this_' (he thrust his cock into her
wet cunt suddenly, without preliminaries), 'but they don't mean you are going
to come just yet, woman' he thought. 'Mmmmmm.... ahhh that's fine...'
Just what he needed, after this frustrating evening of acted properness.
With the warm, slick grip on his pleasure rod, he suddenly found that this
time at least, he felt little inclination to take his time or see to his
partner's enjoyment. She'd get hers later, at his leisure, and besides,
facing this way he couldn't watch Alina. If he missed anything particularly
profound he could always watch it later, on the tape, but then there _is_
a special 'live' thrill. So.... Garth proceeded to pound away at her,
gripping her breasts or hips as he chose. In this position he was able to
draw right out then ram back in till her lips whacked against his pubes, a
most satisfying action. With the stored tension of the day's stimulation and
his intention to come as quickly as possible, it took only a few score of
the rapid, deep thrusts to reach the moment when his hips locked forward of
their own volition, the grip of orgasm taking hold of his insides, straining,
then pulsing into strong and satisfying jets of his seed, firing deep into
her clasping sheath.

Eve had been getting quite a kick out of the shafting, too, and had even
worried him by seeming to get quite close to coming in the short time it
had taken him to get off. She had been gasping and swearing just before he
locked into her, apparently unaware how close he was, and expecting to reach
her own release. When he froze in her apart from the pulsing of his cock as
he hosed her cervix, she had wailed and desperately attempted to hump her
hips on his shaft. Which of course was an impossibility in this position,
and doubly so with her tight bindings. Decending from his height of pleasure,
he amused himself by slowly sliding his still rigid shaft part way out of her
and holding just the tip in as she struggled to reach her own peak. She found
her voice and pleaded with him for mercy, to fuck her, just a bit more, 
please... He sank it slowly back into her, then almost all out again, slowly,
slowly, demonstrating her total inability to affect the penetration, carefull
not to graze against her quivering, crimson, hairtrigger clit.
This drove her to the edge of distraction, her words jumbling out on each 
other as she tossed her head around, the only part of her she could move.
He was just sliding teasingly into her again when he realised that the others 
were glancing at Eve, frowning as her loud pleading drowned out the sounds 
from the monitor. Which reminded him...

He pulled out of her suddenly, and walked over to the baggage in the corner, 
his shiny, still hard cock bouncing in front. With a short search, he found
a ball gag, pocketed some other odds and ends, and returned to Eve. She was
still babbling in her need, the signals from her inflamed, cheated sex far
stronger than her mental will (as usual). Pulling her head back by her hair,
Garth deftly inserted the rubber ball in her mouth then snugged the wide strap
over her lips and secured it behind her head. Ah, peace and quiet....

Now he takes a moment to catch up with Alina's progress, just as the others 
do, and admires her inverted filling with the others. Mike shushes Wendy in
her vibrator driven cum, as they watch Alina cum under the falling stream
of water, her body shaking with her spasms, the stream playing back and forth
into her upturned openings. The only ones not watching are June, for David is
still keeping her head busy in his lap, and Wendy, who is still too far gone
in her vibrating cum to notice anything. Eve, gagged and bound to the chair,
has little alternative but to watch, despite the fire of her sex burning into
her mind, while Sue is in a similar state on the floor, being slowly and
frustratingly roggered by Tony from behind.



By this time, Tony is very close, and starts to hump into Sue's cunt in
ernest, gripping her hips and ramming it home. He looks down and watches his 
shaft slicking into her, below the protrusion of the rolled hankie still in 
her arse. It looks pretty silly sitting there, so he rests a finger on it's 
end and shoves it deeper into her, till only a tiny corner of cloth is
visible sticking out from her puckered ring. Now he can see better...
Huff... in, out... in, out... the tension builds quickly in his balls, and
he knows that despite her increasing excitement, her matching thrusts back
at him, he is going to beat her to the finish. 'Good', he thinks, 'sounds
like she deserves a lasting burn tonight. Wonder what David has in mind for
her?' The thought speeds his peak, it's always very entertaining to witness
the special treats David thinks up for his wife. The boost is a lucky thing, 
for as he grinds hard up her, pulsing and blatting his juice into her belly,
she is obviously very near herself, bucking and rocking her hips, pushing
back for all she is worth, gasping out "Ah fuuck.. ahh fuck... ohhh yessss,
ohh fuuuuckkk... ahhh.. oh shit oh I'm going to... oh fuck yes, oh..."
Even before he is quite finished, he suddenly pulls out and gets up from 
behind her. She is _not_ happy- "Oooooohhhhh noooo...  ohh no, no, oh please!
Please put it back Tony, oh.... Ah God! Noooo!... Oh sooo close, ohhhhhhhh 
you bastard! Ohh...." She moves to roll over off her hands and knees, and
Tony gives her a sharp slap on the rear.
Tony> "Don't move, Sue! You keep your legs apart and your hands on the floor.
I'm sure if David thinks you don't deserve to come yet, you don't. Now stay
just like that, while I... oh, no, before I do that, turn around and lick me
clean. Come on!" His cock, softened a little, is still gleaming with her
secretions. She reluctantly crabs around on the floor to face him, and he
holds the slick member out as she rises to her knees and takes it into her
mouth. "Good, you don't want to get any more bad marks, now do you? Yeaa...
Ahhhh suck it clean, that's right, mmmmm... You hold it, here... Hey! keep
those legs apart!"
She has pressed her legs together, rocking her hips in her frustrated desire.
Reaching down, he grips her nipples and twists them threateningly. "Come on,
wide apart now..... Wider!" He gives them a serious pinch to emphasize the
command, making her wince as she obeys and spreads her knees into a wide
split. "Now you're forgetting to suck, come on, I want the whole length
cleaned, not just the head. Oh, and while you're at it, I'll have it hard 
again too thanks. So get to work." He lets go of her nipples, and clasps the 
back of her head, pressing her mouth down onto his length gently.
It takes her a few attempts to steer his entire length into her mouth without
gagging as the head presses down into her throat, but she manages it finally.
There is still some cum in his tubes, and as she massages the base of his cock
with her fingers and draws her lips tightly back up the shaft, it spills out
onto her tongue, giving her the strong salty flavour that always sends her
head into a whirl. At the same time, she can feel his juice dripping down
from her wide splayed, so very empty sex. It is almost beyond bearing, the
heated longing in her belly, for the rod that is in her mouth instead.
She moans, and throws her head forward, sucking and swallowing on the thick
meat, longing for it to somehow grow like a tentacle and slide right down
into her stomach, to fuck her from the inside, top down.
Of course, it doesnt, and although her efforts are rewarded by a hardened
rigidity that she must angle her neck to allow into her throat, it does
not go far. Her belly's yearning is unrequited.

All this time, David is sharing his attention between the screen and June's
head rising and falling in his lap. 
He has been pacing himself, sometimes holding her still when she got too
vigorous, sometimes pushing her to rapid, full depth strokes when he felt
the need. Now he is nearing the end point, and is controlling her carefully
to draw out the last few moments, gripping the sides of her head and having
her mostly suck at the tip, then slowly slide the length in and out smoothly.

Tony notices the situation, and, hard as a pole again, pulls free of Sue's
mouth and quickly fetches some gear from the cases. Back at Sue, he 
efficiently fastens a spreader rod between her wide spread thighs just above
her knees as she kneels in a splits, draws her ankles together and ties them
with a length of cord, then pulls her hands behind her to her tied feet and
uses the ends of the cord to fix her wrists to the soles of her feet.
She is left squatting on her heels, her knees and feet on the ground, her
knees spread strainingly wide, placing her swollen, desperate cunt on display
but quite beyond her reach. Achieving any genital stimulation, let alone
moving from her spot on the floor, would be very difficult. He has one more
small embellisment to make yet, and holds up a pair of small spring clips
with inch wide gripping jaws. The pair are joined by a foot of elastic strip.
Sue's gaze follows the clips with a mixture of open mouthed panting heat,
and resignation as Tony slowly lowers the clips to her splayed crotch.
With a quick pinch and tug, one of the clips is fastended to her right
inner labia, and he pulls the elastic strip forward, drawing the captive
rose coloured flesh tightly out. Keeping the tension on, he pays out the
elastic as he passes it back over her right hip, around the small of her
back, and then over her left hip. When the remaining clip reaches her sex
again, the elastic is fully stretched and so when he fixes the clip to her
left lip, her sex slit is now tightly stretched out and upwards. It has
become a wide open valley, with her cunt hole revealed, and her hard clit
standing clear in the middle. The clips do not hurt her, but staring down
at the wanton exposure of her arousal, she almost wishes they did.

That done, Tony moves over and stands behind June. Her head is tossing up and 
down as David finally lets himself build to a climax. She cannot see Tony 
behind her, but David can, and the men wink at each other. Tony, rigid shaft
in hand, signs to David to let him take David's place as soon as he is 
finished, giving June an unexpected continuation of her duty. David nods,
and almost immediately spasms as he begins to fire into June's willing
mouth. For the first couple of shots he holds her head half up, so she gets
his spend where she can get the full effect of it's strength of flavour,
then he pulls her down and gives his pulsing cock the pleasure of total
penetration. For long moments he holds her there, a delicious receptacle,
hands tied behind her, her breath blocked almost completely by the jerking
rod of flesh pressed into her throat.
Finally David lets her up, off his dripping whanger, and surprises her by
standing and stepping aside. But not half as surprised as she is when Tony
slides into his place, sits down, and pulls her head down onto his own pole.
June has had about four seconds of respite, when she thought she was finished
her job. Now here she goes again, and still no sign of her ten orgasms. Her
cunt is practically screaming for attention, and now here is another cock
sliding into her throat. Not fair! Still, she goes to work as she must.

For a while, all is quiet apart from June's sucking sounds, Wendy's soft
moaning as the vibrator hums in her, and the watery splashing from the
speakers as Alina flushes herself in the bath. All the men are watching the
screen now, and they suddenly break into laughter as Alina spouts a geyser
upwards from her arse. A pause, then she does it again, obviously enjoying
the sensation. In rapt attention, they watch and listen as she finishes in
the bathroom, her self-daring conversation with herself giving them all fine
thrills of sexual amusement. When she leaves the room, Garth mans the
receiver, flipping between the different camera channels hopefully till she
reappears in her bedroom. There are sighs of relief; if she had stayed in the 
kitchen they would have missed it, but the large cucumber in her hand shows
that she just passed through. She is smoothing her handcream onto the 
vegetable even as she walks to the bed.

The view from the bedroom camera is even more fortuitous than the bathroom.
It looks down from a high vantage point, squarely onto her bed. The room is
a small one, with barely room for the bed, pushed up alongside the left wall,
a small dresser by it's head to the right, and a large wardrobe with mirrored
door further to the right. Virtually the entire room is in the field of view.
When Alina lies down, she does so on her back, spreading her legs with bent,
splayed knees. Her opened cunt is only a little to the left of centre on the
screen, and the detail is perfectly clear. Her skin gleams with the cream
she has liberally spread around her crotch, her extraordinary clit stands 
high between the pink folds. Even on the phosphor-grained screen, it's size
makes it clearly visible.

Holding the cucumber close to her face, she examines it closely, first 
wrapping her hands about it's thickness, then holding it by fingertips on
it's ends. She is clearly considering the size of the thing, but whether she
is merely savouring the moment, or having second thoughts about the 
practicality of what she is about to do, is uncertain. She has not said a
word since entering the room, and for a moment Garth is afraid the audio 
pickup is not working. He turns the sound up, and is reasured to hear the
amplified drag of her breath. She sounds fearfull, despite the resoluteness
of her actions. When she speaks, the sound is shockingly loud in the silence
till Garth quickly turns it down again.
Alina> "Well! So here we are after all these years. Finally I'll know..."
She pauses again, motionless. A minute passes, then: "Right, stop 
procrastinating then, get it in. Do it or don't! Come on... "
She seems to be willing herself to overcome some residual hesitancy, and
the green prong in her hand moves slowly down to her crotch. Her other hand
beats it to her cunt, and a pair of fingers slip into her sheath, probing
almost wistfully. Perhaps she is fixing in her mind what it feels like
before the final removal of her organ's effective virginity?
Then the fingers come out, and the blunt end of the cuke is pressing against
her lips. Her head is thrown back, eyes screwed shut, a look of supreme
anticipation on her face, matching the anticipatin her hips have begun to
show with a slow undulation against the pressing green snub. The end is
rocking in her slit, parting the lips  wide, pressing and twisting at her
opening. The way she is holding the other end, it is not easy to see when the
thing actually begins to sink into her, but when her mouth draws open into a
wide, silent 'O', it seems probable that the descent has begun. Then there is 
no doubt, the green rod is sinking into her crotch, her driving hand coming
slowly down towards her fuzz. For all this she is absolutely silent,
aparently not even breathing. With about half of the length entered in her
sex, she pauses, motionless, for long seconds, then with a sudden cry of
"Ohhhhhhh thats sooooooo Beauuuuuuutifuuuuulllllll.... " her hips strain up,
legs pulled muscle tighteningly wide, and her hand drives the plunger deep
into her body. At the end, she has her palm almost flat against her sex, 
almost the entire length of the green vegie vanished inside, cooking in
body heat. It looks like she is trying very hard to get the very last little
bit inside, but it is just too much for her. Now her mouth is pursed in a
tiny 'O' of intense sensation, eyes still shut and brow wrinkled with her 
fierce struggle. But it will not go entirely in.

After some more moments of hip thrusting, hand shoving failure to meet in
the middle, she apparently gives up on that plan, and settles for some
vigorous fingering of her clit and vulva with her free hand, while the other 
continues to forcefully shove the buried cuke to it's limits of depth.
Her cum factor is clearly rising to arc-over point, to judge by the general
quivering of her body, and the disconnected babble of sounds she makes.
"Ahhh oh yesssOh it's Ohhhh sofu... sofullll.. oh.sothat's whaa... what it
feels... oh Amber! Ahhhhh this... in her.. at AHHHH! dinneerrrr... sitting..
I, I ohhhHOOH! knowww nooowwwww... so Good! So GOOD! SOOOoooo goood ohhhhh..
nooo wonder! No wonder she ohhhhh can't ahhhh resist.... Ahhhh thank you...
dear God... Dear GOD! Ohhh yes, OH YES! OHHHhhhhhh I'mmmmm oh yes I'm... oh
oh ohhh..... AHHHHHGGHHHHHH YESSSSSSSSSS! OHHHHH!!!! OHHHHH!!! Ohhhhh ohhh.."

She comes, hips thrust up high in the air, her arched body supported on her 
heels and shoulders. The position holds as she gasps and pants her ecstacy,
then she drops back to the bed, exhaused. Her hands fall to her sides,
against her still widespread thighs. The green prow of the cum submarine
protrudes from her quim, twitching with her post-orgasmic spasms.

For a long time, nothing happens on the screen. Alina lies, still, her slow 
breathing the only sign of life. Perhaps she has gone to sleep? In the crest
room, there is much to hold the attention, and with nothing happening with
Alina, she is forgotten for a while. Much later in a lull, they realise that 
she actually has gone to sleep, a sound, deep sleep with a round, green snout
protruding from her cunt. She lies naked, splayed, an outrage begging 
discovery.

In the meantime, they have a number of things to attend to, particularly the
manner in which three very horny wives will be allowed to have _their_ relief.

Wendy is no problem, she is completely exhausted from her lengthy ordeal
by orgasm on the vibrator and Mike's cock. When Mike has had enough of her
rear, he lets her pitch over sideways onto the bed, pulls himself and the
plastic dildo out of her, and draws the quilt over her. She simply turns
over and snuggles into the covers, almost asleap already.

At the same time, Tony is reaching his endpoint in June's mouth. The scene
in Alina's bedroom has given him a powerful boost, and much sooner than he
expected he is gripping June's hair and working her head on his shaft in a 
frenzy. Now as he reaches the peak, there is the sexy scene of two desperate
women bound helplessly, awaiting the whims and attentions of the men.
Both Sue and Eve have turned to watch him come, and the look of burning,
urgent heat in their eyes is pure electricity to his tensing balls and cock.
As he holds June hard down on his pulsing cock, her lips around it's base as
his seed squirts deep into her throat, he grins back at them, their longing
a delicate sauce to his ecstacy.

When he is finished, he lets June up to draw badly needed breath, in great
gulps. David has been rummaging amongst the cases as Tony neared his climax, 
and now he is on his way back with a tangled bundle of straps in his hand.

Tony> "Mmmmmm.... Well done June! You definately earned your reward all 
right. Is that it, David?"
David> "Yes. Ten big ones comming up for June. Courtesy of Sue. Could you 
bring Sue over here the bed, please? Leave her tied up kneeling like that, 
it's just right for this. Now, June, stand up for a moment."

Still out of breath, she stands, lifting her hands and spreading her legs
at gestures from David. He spends a moment shaking out the tangles in the
strap affair he holds, then starts to fit it to June. First one goes around
her waist, then two more tightly around her uppermost thighs. One trace hangs
down from the belt behind her, dangling free into the crack of her arse.
At the front, straps hang from the waist in two places, and also from the 
thigh fastenings. They all come together in a remaining net of straps
a little below her crotch.

David> "OK June, now lie back onto the edge of the bed here, with your bum
on the edge. Thats it. Now, spread those legs. Stay there."
Tony and Mike have carried Sue over to the bed too, and under David's
direction, kneel her down between June's spread thighs. Then the strap net
turns out to be head shaped, as David fits it over Sue and tightens the
buckles. It only encloses her in a wide grid, but there is no way she could 
get it off with her hands still bound.
Next, David attaches the rest of the straps from June's harness to the
open mask, and salaciously tightens them. The effect is to force Sue's
face down into June's crotch. More precisely, her mouth is mated firmly with
June's cunt. She can simply not pull away, or even move much at all.


David> "Right, then. Your job, Sue, it to give June her ten orgasms. Now
it's very late, and we'd all better get to bed soon, so you'd best be quick 
about it. I've got something else for you, to remind you to be, um, vigorous.
It's these."
He pulls an assortment of tiny steel spring clips from his pocket, and
proceeds to apply two matter-of-factly to Sue's nipples, then bends down
and clips several more on free parts of her still tensioned labia. As he
does this Sue jerks and cries out, but her voice is muffled by the muff
it's held tight pressed against.
In June's state of bottled up hornyness, the press of Sue's face, and now
her jumping, gasping reaction to the clips, is enough to send June's hips
into an urgent humping, coupled by the tight straps directly to Sue's head.

David> "So, there you go. Now, these clips will come off at June's tenth
orgasm. The quicker you manage that, the better, eh? If you take too long, 
we'll add a little heating of your arse, too. Oh, yes, one more thing.
June, I want you to count your comes out loud, just _before_ each one.
Don't even think about missing any, or slipping a few fakes in to help Sue.
Ok, go!"

Sue needs no further prompting. She utters some exclamation that sounds
like it could have been impolite, if it had not happend to find it's way into
June's cunt, inflating it and causing her to buck her hips  demandingly.
Then she sets to work, sucking, licking and digging her tongue into the sex
sandwidge forced on her. Her own organs are now even more vividly begging,
the shine of the clips setting off the deep, swollen reds perfectly.

All of the men are gathered around the linked pair now, and they watch
silently as June builds rapidly to her first peak. Still tied in her chair,
Eve twists her head round to see too, but she is sat facing almost directly 
away, and she cannot manage the turn. She gives up, and calls out:-
Eve> "Hey, what about me? Are you going to leave me here like this? Come on,
do me, please, somebody, please... oh don't leave me like this, I'm burning,
oh Garth, finish me off, oh.... "

With June set up for her treatment, Eve is next on the list, so to speak,
and all four men return to her, at first just standing around her chair,
considering the erotic sight she makes. She is franticly twisting against
her bonds, muttering a continual stream of smutty pleadings and curses.
Then they all seem to reach the same conclusion at once, and suddenly she
finds herself being fondled and carressed by fours sets of hands.
Mike stands behind her, gripping and kneeding her breasts, as David attacks
her nipples with his hands and mouth. Tony kneels beside her splayed legs,
and kneeds and presses her stomach and pubes, while Garth kneels between
her legs and stiff fingers her cunt and clit.
Within seconds, she is gasping and bucking from the pleasure assault.
A few seconds more, and she is grunting up into the slopes of orgasm, when
Garth suddenly pulls his twisting fingers off her cunt. The others keep
working on her. She practically explodes> "OHHHHHHH GOD!! NOOOOOOOO!!!
YOU BASTARRRRD! Don't dooooooo this to me! MAKE ME COME! OH COME, COME OH
PLEASE! OHHHHHH...."

She is carrying on like this, when June's voice rises into climax> "AhhhHHH
YEEEESSSssss Oh suck me... Oh I'm going to... Oh ONE! I'm comMMMMIIINnnggg...
ahhhh yessss oooh SUCK me SUCK me ohhhh  yesss.... oh oh  ohhhh stick your
tongue up me, yes, up my cunt, lick me out, yesss... oh ohhhhh ohh oh! again!
oh yes I'm going to.... oh OH! oh TWOOOO! AHHHHHHHHHhhhiiieeeeee....."

Now both women were shouting wildly, one in the grips of cascading orgasms,
the other in a frenzy of desperation to come. Indeed, hearing June's cries
of ecstasy was boosting Eve into a frothing frenzy of thwarted heat.
She is getting a continuous stimulation of every part of her body and mind,
except the few square centimeters that she needs to reach release. If she
was a steam boiler, she'd be blowing right about now. Her body is rigid, 
quivering, the gash between her legs dripping with juice, her clit and
labia so swollen and painfully hard they look like some kind of dark crimson
stained wood. Everyone is enjoying the sight immensely. Garth decides to
try racking her up another notch, so he slowly inserts a single finger into
her cunt, being carefull to avoid her clit. Then he starts slowly rotating
back and forth, keeping a carefull eye on her for signs of immanent cum.

It seems like they can keep her like this indefinately. She is going
bright red in the face, and running out of breath to yell, by the time
June gets up to an orgasm count of five. June's first four had been quite
closely spaced, but the fifth had taken rather longer. The sixth was
looking like it might take several minutes.

Now Eve was starting to flag a bit, probably from being out of breath, so
Garth softly rests his thumb on the lonely clit sticking up in the valley
of red flesh. The effect is everything he expected, and seconds later he
thinks it best to completely let go of the quaking, humping sex again.
She had almost made it before he realised, and now she teeters on the
very edge. She is completely incoherent. Nothing but a stream of agonised,
animal noises emerges from her tossing head, her contorted lips. Still,
she is not able to reach her goal, she needs just a bit more help from them,
and it pleases them to not give it. She is berserk with lust.

Then June hits her sixth, and in rapid succession, her seventh and eigth.
There is a distinct note of distress to her cries on the eigth, a sound
of 'enough! thats enought'. Except she knows she is not going to get let
off. Ten she said, and ten she'll get, even if they have to use electric
shocks to make it happen. Sue's highly motivated mouth keeps working on
her sex, searching out the most effective, sensitive places in the over
used slit. She hits on the idea of blowing air into June's cunt, pressing
her lips hard against the hole and pushing air as hard as she can. June
feels it as a sudden ballooning in her belly, a stretching shift inside,
that somehow heightens and focusses the excruciating senstivity of her
clit as Sue jams her chin in the love entrance to cork the air inside,
and renews her licking of June's clit.
The weird sensations this blasts into June are enough to kick her over into 
her ninth orgasm, so powerfully that she almost forgets to shout her cum
count. For a while then she is just spinning out of control, lost to it
all. Her sex is almost totally numb now, she can feel Sue working at her,
but sort of distantly, detached. Certainly a long way from what she would
call exciting. For the first time now, she notices Eve's continual tirade
of semi-coherent begging for orgasm. She is well aware of the lather that
Eve can be teased into, she has done it to Eve herself on occasion. And
always enjoyed doing it very much. The irony of finding herself seriously 
wishing she did _not_ have to cum, while Eve begs for it, is not lost on
her. She very much wishes they could swap.

Still kneeding Eve's breasts from behind, Mike signs to the other three
that perhaps they should switch to making Eve cum now, its getting late.
They all seem to agree, so he quietly goes off and rounds up the large 
vibrator, and the ball gag. He also fetches another small vibrator, and
a couple of tubes of something.

Back at Eve, he hands the large vibrator to Tony, who proceeds to slide
it slowly into Eve's palpating cunt. She is more than pleased to feel it
thrusting deep into her, and she alternately throws her head back to puff
in open mouthed ecstacy, and forward to watch in sex skewered stupor as
the thick shaft disappears into her welcomming body.
Then finally it hits bottom. Or rather, cervix. Now Tony and David both
work at it, twisting and pushing it deeper still, shoving her womb high
up in her belly, straining the walls of her love canal, working it
in till only the base is visible.

Meanwhile, Dave takes the ball gag and slips it into her mouth during one
of her "Ohhhhhh!"s, and fastens the straps behind her head. By this time,
they are all hard again, cocks sticking out straight and red, ready for
one more sinking. And by mutual unspoken agreement, they all know what is
going to get sunken into.

As they worked the plastic cock into her, Garth has been topping up her 
clit as needed, so she is _still_ teetering on the edge. Now he stops,
letting her slip back a bit. Then, as Dave squeezes out some of one tube's
contents (KY) onto her arsehole and works it into her with a finger, Garth
unscrews the other tube. It is toothpast. Freshmint. He puts a dab onto his 
fingertip and waits. Dave, the tight bud lubed, kneels on the pillow below
her spread open snatch, and targets his rigid cock on the opening below the
protruding vibrator base. Tony has the small vibrator. Everything is ready.

Mike> "Go!"  As Dave sinks his thick cock into her arse, Garth quickly
rubs the toothpast into Eve's clit and then some more onto her nipples.
Tony flips on the base switch of the large vibrator in her cunt, then
applies the small one to her clit.

Eve goes atomic. Even with the gag, her scream is loud, a continuous
'EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE' of delirium. Her body is rigid, vibrating, as though
she was solid, with a gigantic vibrator inside her shaking her to pieces.
She had thought her senses were overloaded before, but now...!
The most intense sensation is the burning tingle of the toothpast on her
clit, amplified by the thundering touch of the small vibrator held on it.
Then inside, she is being simultaneously assaulted in her sexual core,
and impaled up her rear by a battering cock. Meltdown. She hardly even
notices that she is comming, finally, at last, in every inch of her body.
Then she _does_ notice, because it goes on and on, growing, filling her up,
rising up around all the rest of the sensory explosion. She cannot see
anymore, and does not know or care if its because her eyes are closed or if
she is passing out. But she does not pass out. And the waves of cum keep 
rising in her, beyond comprehension. She feels the cock in her rear shudder
and hose her insides with semen, then pull out only to be replaced by
another. This one batters her anew, and she keeps coming. On and on.
Possibly this cock blasts into her, and then another, she loses track of
what happens. Now and then she thinks she opens her eyes and looks down
her body at her spread legs with the plastic rod projecting from her cunt,
and a cock thrusting in her arse, many hands working at her breasts, cunt,
clit, stomach. But she is not sure, it could all be a dream. Possibly she
passes out, maybe several times. How would she know?

A little later, she drifts up out of senselessness, to the realisation that
there is no one fucking her arse anymore. She is still spread, tied in the 
chair, a huge vibrator humming in her cunt, her clit and nipples burning
and tingling with the toothpaste. There are still little sparks of orgasm
zinging around inside her, but they are no longer blowing her mind apart.
She is just thinking it is over, when she attempts to stretch a little in
her bonds and the vibrator lurches inside her. Astonishingly, her sex
explodes again in another wrenching series of clamping cums, leaving her
again gasping for breath through the gag.

When that is over, Eve is carefull not to move her hips again. She just sits 
there, attempting to judge whether the humming in her cunt is making her
more numb there, or whether there is a slow _something_ building up again.
She has been left alone again.

Then there are the noises behind her. They had never really stopped, she had 
just not been able to spare any attention to them. It sounds like June is
wishing very much she had been a bit less ambitious in her request for ten
orgasms. She is making a sort of panting whimper sound, clearly suffering
a torrent of sensation she finds far, far too much. And from the comments
of the men who have gone to witness her final climax, there is not much
chance that she is going to be let of.

Eve knows how June feels. After her sexual battering, still tied to the
chair, she'd been sure she was completely wrung out, that even the vibrator
jammed up her cunt could have no more effect. Certainly, she didn't _want_
it to have any effect. Except that is now definately is having an effect.
She might have known. She'd had it amply demonstrated to her often enough
in the past that the female physiology can be driven to orgasm a virtually
unlimited number of times. When it comes to the slit between her legs,
staring up at her so splayed and chocked with vibrating plastic, that is
one creature that can be led to the well of pleasure and _made_ to drink.
She can feel the cum building in her despite her every effort, and she can
hear it building in June, as the tone of June's tortured gasps gradually
deepens from complaint to sensual heat.

It seems June's progress is not fast enough, or Sue's efforts inadequate,
for she hears the 'whishh-smack!' of a crop, and straining round can see
Sue's naked arse twisting in strictured pain from an 'encouragement' stripe.
Tony is standing behind her, and he rests the leather end against her rear
globes as they squirm. "Get to work there Sue, only one more to go!" He says,
lifting the crop and giving Sue another stroke for emphasis.

At the sight, Eve's building tension suddenly spasms in her cunt, and she
looks back down her belly, captured by the sight of the plastic base
jerking and pulling as her vagina alternately grips and loosens on the
humming rod. She knows it won't be long now till she dies again for a moment.

Behind her Sue tiredly redoubles her forced assault, driving her tongue
harshly over June's smarting clit, blowing and sucking hard into her cunt.
For a little while the clit had softened, but now it is aching hard again;
an unwilling target. June is bucking her hips now, the pained tone in her
sobs almost gone. Sue blows a rapid series of air rams into her, sucking
them out fast straint after. June locks rigid, hips high up, and when Sue
fills her again, then uses her chin as a cunt bung and sucks back onto
June's clit, she is launched for the final time.
June> "Unh unh unH uNH UNHHH UHHHHH Oooo TEN! OOOOOOOOOHHHHHHhhhhh OOOooo
ooohhhhh OOOOOooohhhhhh Arrrrrrhhhhh....ooohhhhhhHHHHH  Ohhhh help! Ohhhhh
ohhhhhhhhh oh stop! Ohhhhhhh ss.stooooppp! Oh Ohhhhh make her stop! Oh  oh
oh oh ohhhh..... "
At the same moment, Eve feels her insides leap and throw themselves onto
the humming handgrenade in her cunt. It goes off. She is passing out again,
or at least losing awareness of her actions. Actually her body is dancing
in it's ropes, hips bucking, and she is crying, sobbing with the power of
the blow to her cum centre. She does not make as much noise as June, but
the four men all notice her climax. As both women cry down into their post
cum daze, Tony tosses aside the crop, steps over to Eve and pulls the
dildo out of her. He proceeds to untie her, and she barely notices as he
picks her up and caries her to a bed, rolling her in and covering her up.

Meanwhile the others are releasing Sue's head from the straps and removing 
them from June's now limp form. June too is carted off to a bed, and tucked
in.

Which leaves just Sue to be dealt with.

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