From: nogarder@ix.netcom.com(*** )
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Pain (bdsm)[1/2]
Date: 14 Jan 1996 16:52:52 GMT

				 Pain
				  by
			    The Dew Lover
			       Part One

	Lynn was lashed firmly to a wooden sawhorse in the center of
the vacant warehouse. She was tightly gagged and blindfolded and a
large vibrating dildo was embedded deeply in her cunt as a butt plug
hummed in her ass.

	Her arms and legs were tied tightly (not quite tight enough to
prevent adequate circulation as she would be in this position for some
time) against the "A" shaped legs of the rough carpenter's horse and
her ass and pussy were thrust well back, clear of the horizontal beam.
I had selected this particular sawhorse for its sturdy construction
and Part Two the fact that the beam was very rough wood without any
finishing. Her 36C breasts hung on either side and nipple clips were
attached, suspending four ounce weights from each nipple. To say that
she was uncomfortable would be an extreme understatement, but she
would soon discover that there are many levels of discomfort.

	She had been tied this way about ten minutes and I watched her
writhe and wriggle as I walked slowly around her and switched on the
four bright spotlights I had rigged to the rafters which ran across
this area of the unused building. Her grunts and moans followed no
pattern so she had not decided she had had enough and wanted release.
She knew that signal very well and I knew she would not hesitate to
use it if it became necessary.

	We had gotten involved in bondage one night when I playfully
tied her hands and legs to the corners of her bed with four silk
scarves and fucked her hard for almost half an hour. Each time she
came, she twisted around and pulled hard at her bonds while crying out
in orgasm. I kept waiting for her to ask me to untie her, but she
never did and when I was ready to come, I pulled out and knelt beside
her head, stroking myself just beyond the reach of her open mouth. She
was lifting her head, trying to capture me before I came and expecting
me to enter her hungry mouth when I let go and started covering her
beautiful face with my sperm.

	We had never done this before and I wasn't sure how she would
react, but now seemed to be the best possible time to find out. She
kept her mouth open wide as I came and accepted what fell between her
lips gladly as the rest fell all over her face.

	Afterward, Lynn told me she had never been so turned on in her
life. The thought that I could do anything I wanted with her body
excited her beyond her wildest imagination and when I came on her
face, she felt like the most depraved slut on earth and loved it. She
liked the idea that, while tied up, what happened wasn't her "fault",
but mine and she could just let go and let it happen.

	Lynn is a divorced thirty four year old mother of two girls (9
and 14) who has a very responsible position as an Associate Professor
of History at a medium sized university in the midwest. She is
extremely pretty at five-five and 118 pounds, with a great body and
can pass for her late twenties easily when she wants to. Her brownish
blonde hair falls about to the middle of her back when she isn't
wearing it up in a bun as she usually does at work.

	Until we met, she had had sex only with her husband and almost
always in the missionary position. A few times, he had taken her
"doggie style" in what he considered a kinky mood and he had let her
suck him (not to orgasm) two or three times. He had never offered to
go down on her. Needless to say, Lynn learned a lot with me and was a
very willing and able student.

	We continued our bondage games when we were both in the mood
(which was quite often) and she said she had her strongest orgasms
when tightly bound and under my complete control. I gradually
introduced S/m elements to our games and found that she responded
wonderfully. The pain (always non-damaging, of course) seemed to
heighten her excitement and even though we worked out "STOP" signals
that she could use even when gagged, she never used them.

	Now, I felt she was ready for the next steps and had arranged
everything over a period of several months. I told her I was preparing
a big surprise, but never gave her any details and she loved the
anticipation and trying to guess what I might do to her when the time
came.

	The time was here, and I watched Lynn struggle slightly to
change her position on the sawhorse as she moaned at the dual
stimulations in both her lower openings. I went silently to the main
door and ushered in the "audience". The five men and three women
entered silently as instructed, carrying folding lawn chairs and
stopped just inside the door, struck by the sight of the bound blonde
clearly visible in the bright spotlights.

	She was some distance away, so it took a few moments for the
scene to sink in and one of the women let out a small gasp when she
realized that it was really going to happen and she was to be a part
of it. I turned with my finger against my lips and she nodded her
agreement and all were silent once again.

	I had selected these eight people with great care over three
months of planning. None had any connection with the university or
would have any way of connecting Lynn with that institution
(obviously, I didn't let them know anything of her identity) and
believed my story that she was a twenty-eight year old secretary who
lived in a city fifty miles away. Several had wanted to know if she
was doing this willingly, but I brushed the question aside as "not
germane" and (interestingly) only two candidates refused to
participate when I wouldn't answer the question.

	Each of the eight had submitted to a blood test for any and
all communicable diseases and had sworn not to discuss the event
outside this building. I knew they would, but kept enough secrets that
the story would be just barely believable and unverifiable in any
event. In fact, I had spent considerable time and effort protecting
Lynn's identity and my own and was certain our secret would be safe.
As an extra precaution, I had hidden two handguns in the building
against the outside possibility that any of the "guests" should decide
to go beyond whatever limits I may set.

	As the small group silently set up their chairs and took seats
in a wide circle around Lynn's bound form, I walked up to her and
added two more ounces to each nipple clip. Her breasts hung down
heavily now on each side of the sawhorse and she groaned for several
seconds as the new weight was added on each side. I looked around at
the guests and saw some hesitation in their eyes, but none made any
effort to leave as I softly stroked Lynn's back and buttocks with my
hands.

	I pulled the but plug and dildo from her body with a fast
motion and her pussy and ass gaped open at the sudden withdrawal. She
let out what would have been a loud cry if her mouth wasn't filled by
the gag, but came out as only a hard grunt. I lifted her head by
pulling back hard on her hair and she groaned against the panties
stuffed in her mouth as I reached up and caught the end of a thin
chain hanging from a stiff spring attached to the rafter above her.
Clipped to the end of the chain was a leather band which I removed and
wrapped tightly about the thick shock of hair I held in my hand.

	When I was satisfied that the leather band could not slip, I
hooked it back to the chain and released my grip on her hair. Her head
dropped forward and was immediately held in an almost upright position
by the chain and spring. I checked to see that she could breath O.K.,
then gently rubbed her throat with my finger tips. I leaned down and
spoke softly to Lynn. I knew the others could hear in the silence of
the large room.

	"I'm going to remove the gag, now so I can fuck your mouth and
throat, but I warn you not to say anything or the gag will have to go
back in."

	She grunted once in assent and I motioned for the Bill to come
and stand before her and take out his cock. I chose Bill as I knew his
penis was about the same length and diameter as mine and he followed
my silent instructions standing before her with his cock only semi-
hard, but stiffening all the time in anticipation.

	I untied the scarf at the back of her head and slowly withdrew
the bright red panties from her mouth. They were damp from her saliva
but also from the pussy juice she had soaked them with as she
masturbated in the car as we drove to the warehouse. Her scent was
still strong in the panties and I held them under her nose and let her
breath deeply of her musky feminine aroma for a few seconds.

	Then, I stepped back and motioned for Bill to step forward.
Still blindfolded, she felt what she believed was my cock head touch
her lips and opened her mouth immediately to take it in. Bill wasted
no time in fucking her mouth deeply and I thought she might become
suspicious by "my" unusually rough style, but she gave no indication
and just started sucking against the member and licking around it when
it withdrew to her lips.

	Bill pushed all the way in until he touched the entrance to
her throat and Lynn gagged slightly at the unexpected depth of his
thrust. She had become adept at deep throat, but we always worked up
to it gradually and I was preparing to warn Bill to back off when she
thrust her head forward as far as her restraints would allow (not very
much) and captured his head in the constricted opening.

	Bill pushed in further and I could see her throat (pulled
taught by the backward extension of her head) begin to bulge slightly.
I motioned the others to move their seats out of her field of view as
the bulge descended further down her throat. Bill pulled all the way
out to her lips and slid slowly forward again.

	When the bulge was clearly visible again and her nose was
pressed into his curly pubic hair, I stepped behind her and quickly
removed her blindfold.

	It took a few seconds to register that the curly, blonde hair
she had expected to see before her eyes was, in fact, black as was the
skin around it. Lynn tried to pull her head back to clear her throat
of this unknown invader but his hands grabbed both sides of her head
and held her in place. She grunted twice in quick succession and I
pushed Bill back until his cock was clear of her throat but still deep
in her mouth.

	I leaned down and whispered in her ear, "We can stop if you
really want to but I want you to trust me that everything is going to
be all right. I'm right here, and I wont leave your side."

	Finally, she grunted once and I told Bill to go on fucking her
throat, but to be sure to give her a chance to breathe once in awhile.
He nodded and thrust back into her with a grunt as she relaxed her
muscles to let him move at his own pace.

	After only two or three more thrusts, Bill's face tightened
and he called out, "Oh God, Yes! I'm coming!" I could see the muscles
of Lynn's throat working to swallow as his cock pulsed his semen and
he pulled back to her mouth as his orgasm finished. When he finally
withdrew, she opened her mouth wide so I could see the white sperm
coating her tongue, then swallowed several more times as she gasped
fresh air into her lungs.

	I leaned down to kiss her puffy lips as Bill returned to his
seat and said, "Are we having fun, yet?" A small smile formed on her
gorgeous face and she answered, very quietly, "I think so, but this
sawhorse really hurts." "It's supposed to hurt," I replied. "You'll
only be there a little while longer, but I have lots more surprises
for you tonight and I wouldn't want to spoil any of them."

	Then, I replaced her blindfold and gag and stepped over to
Alice, who was roughly massaging her small breasts through her tank
top. I whispered so that Lynn could tell I was talking to someone but
wouldn't be able to make out the words, "Her ass is very sensitive and
squeaky clean. I want you to get it good and wet with your tongue,
then see how many fingers you can get in."

	Alice jumped to her feet and knelt behind Lynn. Using her
hands, she spread the cheeks wide and applied her tongue to the
puckered entrance to Lynn's rectum. Lynn could tell from the touch
that a woman was licking her ass and she grunted and groaned almost
constantly.

	Saliva ran down Alice's tongue and wet the entire crack of
Lynn's rear as Alice tried repeatedly to insert the tip of her tongue
into Lynn's anus.

	Finally, she gave up and put her index finger in the center of
the tight ring of muscle and started to push. The saliva allowed her
to enter with only minor resistance and Alice quickly added her middle
finger and pushed them both slowly into the bound woman's very tight
ass. She sawed in and out slowly as Lynn groaned deeply against her
panty gag. Alice placed the middle finger of her other hand along side
the two already working deep into Lynn and slid it in as Lynn cried
out in pain with muffled shouts.

	Alice stopped with the three fingers clenched tight in Lynn's
grip and I leaned down to ask Lynn if she was all right. Sweat was
beading on her forehead, but she grunted once and I nodded for Alice
to go on. Soon, she had two fingers of each small hand reaching as
deeply as they could into Lynn's ass and she began to pull sideways to
spread the opening.

	The others were standing around watching intently as Alice
spread Lynn's ass open. we could see her fingers at least three inches
inside and I knew this had to be hurting Lynn so I indicated that
Alice should not try to spread her any further. She allowed the ring
to relax and began fucking Lynn's ass with the four fingers.

	Anise, a small redhead, had moved up to kneel by Lynn's face
and was watching the contortions of her face as sweat dripped steadily
from her forehead to the blindfold. Anise extended her tongue and
caught some of the sweat as it rolled down the furrowed brow. Lynn
jerked at the touch of this new tongue and moaned louder as she
realized that there could be many people watching her be tortured this
way and ready to join in at my instruction.

	I had Alice abandon Lynn's stretched anus and motioned for all
to return to their seats. Anise was beside Lynn's face, gently
stroking her throat with one hand and her back with the other. She was
talking to Lynn in a soft, soothing voice, "Poor girl. It must hurt a
lot to be tied up like this and have your ass spread as far as it can
open. I think he should let you come."

	Lynn moaned at that and Anise looked at me. I nodded "yes" and
Anise slowly moved around so she could stroke Lynn's dripping pussy as
she continued to talk about the pain Lynn must be feeling and how
badly she must need release. Lynn was moaning now, obviously building
up to a tremendous orgasm as Anise alternated between thrusting three
fingers into her vagina and vigorously rubbing her clit.

	It was clear from Lynn's sounds and movements that she was
about to go over the edge and start coming when Anise suddenly stood
up and returned to her seat. Lynn was trying to scream through the
silk, "Please don't stop! I need to come! Please!" but all that came
out was "mmumf... rumph... umm... umm... eeese." I could see that
Anise was a true sadist. "I'll have to keep my eye on that one," I
thought.

	I decided it was time for Lynn to have a little "rest" and get
a good look at her new friends so I began removing her bonds and,
finally, helped her to stand beside the sawhorse with her blindfold
and gag still in place. I took her to a side wall where I had two more
lights ready to expose her fully. The group followed us and set up
their chairs in a small semicircle as I fastened her wrists in leather
cuffs attached to nylon ropes which led through pulleys at the top of
the wall and back down to cleats in the wall where they could be
securely tied off.

	The cleats were intended for sailing and had a quick release
lever in case I needed to let her down fast. I put leather cuffs
around her trim ankles.

	The ropes from these cuffs led to cleats in the floor about
ten feet to either side. I had Lynn spread her legs as wide as
possible and loosely tied the ropes to the floor cleats. Then, with
the help of John, I pulled her arm ropes tight until her arms were
fully extended over her head. The pulleys were also about ten feet to
either side of where she stood and pulled her arms slightly to the
side as well as up.

	When she stood in a nearly perfect "X", we continued to pull
on the ropes until she was suspended against the rough brick wall with
her feet about six inches off the floor. We secured the ropes and I
went to the floor cleat holding her left leg and took up the slack so
that her body was pulled slightly in that direction. I stood before
her and said, "I don't think you really spread your legs as far as
possible, so I'm going to have to help you a little."

	Lynn groaned deep in her throat as I walked to the other side
and released the rope holding her right leg. I took one turn around
the cleat and started to pull very slowly, spreading her legs farther
and making the lips of her sex open stickily from the stretching.

	I stopped just before I pulled hard enough to cause real pain
and tied off the rope. Returning to her, I turned on the spotlights
and removed the blindfold. She blinked rapidly in the bright light and
was clearly startled to see eight people less than six feet from her
studying her totally exposed body. I reached in my pocket and removed
a small, flat plastic box which I held before her eyes. "Do you know
what I have in this box?" I asked. She shook her head slowly from side
to side and I tilted the box so she could read the label on the top. A
shudder ran through her suspended body and she started shaking her
head "no" with much more animation than before. I looked into her deep
eyes and said, "If you refuse, you will have to tell me in the way
that only we know, and I'll send these people home right now." She
stared back at me but didn't make a sound. "You know how to make me
stop, don't you?" I asked and she responded by nodding with a single
grunt.

From: nogarder@ix.netcom.com(*** )
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Pain (bdsm)[2/2]
Date: 14 Jan 1996 16:53:38 GMT

				Pain
			       Part Two

	I went to a box that was nearby, took out some latex surgical
gloves, a bottle of alcohol and some large cotton swabs. Returning to
stand by Lynn's side I called David and Anise to come up with me. As
they rose, I glanced at Lynn and saw that she was shaking, but still,
she made no sound. I gave David and Anise the gloves and had them put
them on.

	Then I rinsed their gloved hands thoroughly with the alcohol
and said, "These are sterile surgical pins. They look very much like
the common pins used for sewing but are stainless steel and, of course
sterilized. I will show you where to place the pins by cleaning the
area first with alcohol. You are not to push the pins straight into
her but in and out as if you were sewing with a needle. Do you
understand?"

	They nodded that they did and I handed each a pin. When I
turned to Lynn, sweat was once again beading on her forehead and I
looked deep into her eyes for a moment. Still shivering, she uttered
one grunt as I took her left breast in my hand and painted an area
just below the nipple with the alcohol. David came forward and placed
the pin flat against the soft flesh with the sharp tip making a small
indentation. With his free hand, he pinched the skin together into a
little hill and pushed the pin through in a single motion. Lynn
screamed through her gag and tears dripped from the corner of each
eye.

	After a few seconds, I lifted her right breast and looked in
her eyes again. A small grunt through tense facial muscles and I
applied the swab. Anise came forward and held the pin before Lynn's
eyes for a few seconds. Where David had watched the flesh he was
piercing, Anise never took her eyes from Lynn's as she pinched a small
bit of breast and placed the pin tip against one side.

	She let the tip break the skin and pushed it in ever so slowly
as Lynn screamed the whole time it was being inserted. Her eyes were
tightly shut and her face was knotted in pain as Anise watched with
intense interest. When it was finally done, tears were streaming down
Lynn's face and Anise said, "I've already tasted your lovely sweat,
now I'll taste your precious tears." Her tongue laved from Lynn's jaw
to just below her eye and Anise kept it extended so Lynn could see her
own tears glistening.

	I brought them up two at a time and pins were placed through
each of her spread labia (two pins in each lip) and the tender insides
of her thighs. Diane had yet to touch Lynn and she came forward alone
as the last to participate (Bob declined). She was very hesitant as I
handed her a pin and drew the swab in circles around the left nipple.

	I told her she didn't have to do anything she didn't want to
and asked Lynn if Diane could do her nipples. She groaned and nodded
once and Diane reached out to steady the shaking breast with her left
hand as the right placed the tip of the pin against the stiff, pink
nub. Lynn screamed as the pin made its way through her nipple but she
never took her eyes away from her painful piercing. I prepared the
right nipple and Diane took the pin.

	"Slower this time," said Anise and Lynn's eyes shot up to fix
her in their gaze. Lynn stared at Anise as the pin went in and paused.
There was a deep grunt in her throat but she held back the scream as
her eyes burned deeply into the soul of the woman who clearly liked to
make Lynn feel the pain. Diane went very slowly and Lynn sustained the
grunt for the five or six seconds it took for the pin to emerge from
the other side of her stiff nipple. When Diane stepped back, Lynn let
her head sag forward and moaned for a long while.

	I took a nine volt battery from the box and returned to stand
by Lynn.

	When she looked up and saw the small battery with its two
short wires, she began thrashing and squirming in an attempt to free
herself. One wire had a small flat plate at its end and the other
ended in a tiny electrical clip. I placed the plate just below the pin
that Diane had just inserted and attached the clip to the pin. There
was no danger as the battery could only deliver a tiny current but
there was no doubt Lynn could feel that tiny current in this very
sensitive part of her body.

	Her head thrashed from side to side and she screamed
repeatedly as I connected and disconnected the clip in rapid
succession. Next, I moved the battery to the lips of her vagina and
stimulated each pin in turn as she twisted and swung as much as the
restraints would allow. Loud grunts forced their way through the gag
each time I connected the clip to a pin and I could tell the new
sensation was being felt very clearly by my beautiful "captive".

	I carefully cleaned the entire area around each pin and
removed it slowly as she winced and gasped at the combination of the
pin's withdrawal and the microscopic amount of alcohol that remained
in its path. I released her legs and Bob helped me support her body as
two of the other men released the ropes holding her entire weight by
her arms.

	We lowered her to the floor and I replaced the blindfold as
she lay against the rough wall, breathing deeply. I motioned the
others to fallow me to the other side of the large room and I spoke
softly to them, explaining the next procedure I had planned.

	Again I knew Lynn could hear me talking but was equally sure
she could not make out the words. There was a low, sturdy table
covered by a thin sheet of velvet and ropes hung everywhere. Some were
suspended from overhead while others ran to cleats in the wall or
support posts on the opposite side of the table from the wall.

	Each person in the group was given instructions on what they
were to do and I had Bob and Don go to Lynn and carry her to the
table. Still blindfolded and gagged, I had her kneel on the table as
the others got busy with their individual duties.

	Alice and Anise each supported one of Lynn's breasts as Bill
and Roger wrapped soft nylon ropes around them causing her breasts to
stand straight out from her chest making small "balloons" where they
bulged out above the ropes. I once again placed a leather band around
her long hair and attached it to an overhead rope which pulled her
head up and back.

	Then, I had Diane firmly tie Lynn's arms behind her back so
that the upper part of her body was supported only by her hair. Bob
and David had each bound one of her ankles flat against a corner of
the platform with her feet hanging over the edge, the ropes secured to
the table's strong legs.

	As Alice and Anise attached nipple clips and Bill and Roger
pulled the connected cords tight to either side, Tim, who had not yet
participated, was placing clips on each of her outer pussy lips and
spreading them wide open by pulling the cords around her hips to tie
at the small of her back.

	As an afterthought, I put a loop of cord through the one
holding her lips open and tied it firmly to her bound arms. This way,
any movement of her arms would pull the clips on her labia at the same
time.

	Done, we all stepped back to view the beautiful, completely
bound woman before us. Lynn had grunted and groaned as each new
indignity occurred, but now, she was silent as she waited for whatever
would happen next. I turned on a new set of spotlights and walked to
the front of the table.

	After removing her blindfold, I slid a small TV monitor out
from under the table and placed it where she could see it by looking
down and a little to her left. Her eyes flew from the monitor to stare
defiantly into mine and I said, softly, "It would be a shame if you
could only

	live this unique experience once, so I've decided to record it
for our future enjoyment. First, I think you should see how beautiful
you are."

	I took the camcorder out from under the table and turned it on
as I focused on her face. A little of the red panties were peeking out
around the scarf gag and I zoomed in on that small spot of red as her
eyes remained fixed to the monitor. Then, I zoomed back to allow the
entire scene to fill the small screen. The rope overhead held her head
high and the long hair cascaded down around the leather cuff.

	Stepping slightly to one side, I focused on the cord leading
to her nipple clip and slowly panned the camera until it reached her
tightly bound breast pulled far to the side with the nipple looking
like it was stretched at least half an inch. Her long groan told me
that the visual on the screen was reinforcing the physical sensation
and I moved slowly around the table so she could see everything that
had been done to her.

	When I sneaked the camera's view around the cheek of her ass
to show her wide spread pussy, an even stronger moan came, muffled,
from deep in her throat.

	When she had seen the entire scene, I had David undress and
slide under her body so that his hard cock was against the open slit
of her pussy.

	Diane used her fingers to open Lynn wider and placed David's
head inside the opening. He thrust up and entered her wet vagina
easily and deeply. Diane tickled Lynn's clit as David fucked her hard.
I motioned for Tim to undress. Tim was very young looking. He was
actually nineteen but looked like sixteen or seventeen. I knew this
would excite Lynn but the real reason I had convinced Tim to join our
little party was a tip from a lady I knew that he was very well
endowed.

	When he undressed both Anise and Alice gasped. His penis was
semi-erect but stood at least nine inches out from his thin body. It
was also quite wide and the overall effect was as if the cock of a
huge man had been grafted onto the slight body of a high school boy.

	Alice knelt before him and examined this marvelous tool in
some detail before sucking the head into her mouth as she massaged the
still growing shaft with both her hands. Anise knelt beside her and
fondled and sucked his large balls then gently pushed Alice aside
saying, "It's my turn." Alice turned her attention to his heavy sacks
and soon, we could see that there were at least eight inches of Tim
OUTSIDE Anise' mouth. It looked like she was sucking just the head,
but her deep grunts as she thrust her mouth forward indicated
otherwise.

	Diane was watching Tim's "preparation" as she applied ample
amounts of lubricant on and in Lynn's anus. I told Tim it was time for
his part in the program and he reluctantly withdrew his saliva covered
penis from the warm, sucking mouth and climbed up on the platform
behind Lynn.

	She had been able to see his size on the video monitor as the
girls sucked him to full erection, but now, with his huge head resting
against her tiny rear entrance, it seemed an impossible mission and
she was twisting and grunting furiously. I handed the camcorder to
Bill and he arranged an extreme close up of the cock head and Lynn's
rosebud as I went around to remove her gag.

	When her mouth was empty, she cried out,"Don't let him put it
in my ass! He'll split me open!" I cradled her face in my hands and
assured her I would not allow that to happen.

	"He'll go very slow and I'm going to leave the gag out so we
can all hear you as you get both holes filled completely." She
continued to protest slightly (partly for the benefit of the audience,
I'm sure) as he inserted the tip into her anus and began slowly moving
in and out, stopping before crossing her sphincter. Finally, Tim
started pushing and did not stop at the tight constriction. The
monitor showed the ring around his cock head disappear into her ass
and Lynn screamed as he moved on past the resistance. He stopped until
the scream died away then moved another inch into her rectum. A new
scream... stop... a new push... a new scream...

	Tears were streaming down her face as she watched her anal
violation through half open eyes on the monitor. At last he was buried
all the way up her ass and he held still while David resumed his
interrupted thrusting against the constricted walls of her vagina.
With Tim's twelve-plus inches imbedded in her bowels and David's hard
fucking of her pussy, sweat was dripping from Lynn's face and tortured
tits but the screams had become deep moans by the time Tim started to
match David's rhythms.

	The girls moved to the sides and started slapping Lynn's
swollen breasts and pulling up on her bound arms to further tug
against her fully spread lower lips. Bill and Bob were kneeling beside
her back masturbating furiously as they watched the scene and Roger
stepped forward pushing his member between her lips and into her
mouth.

	She was trying her best to suck him but the intense feelings
throughout her stretched, tortured and invaded body made it impossible
to concentrate and Roger quickly settled into a steady fucking motion
as he tried to get as deeply into her throat as he had seen Bill do
earlier.

	Again, the bulge in her throat indicated his success and,
suddenly, Bill erupted across her shoulders and bound arms. He turned
to direct the spurts into the tightly pulled hair at the top of her
neck as Bob began raining sperm over her bound arms and hands,
splattering the other women in the process.

	By now, Lynn was deeply immersed in a prolonged and super
intense orgasm (which was, after all the intended purpose of the
entire evening) and she told me later that she wasn't even aware of
each of the separate things happening to her body.

	As she came, she would be briefly aware of the fullness of her
ass, then the cock sliding in and out of her throat or pussy, then the
tight clamping and pulling on her nipples or vaginal lips, but
generally, the overall feeling of being consumed by the combined pain
and pleasure of her climax. Watching the tape later, (many times) we
determined that her orgasm was sustained for over five minutes. The
stimulation was so total that as a climax began to subside, the next
would overwhelm her consciousness and carry her back to the heights
she had so recently left.

	I watched as the stretched ring of her anus pulsed with a life
of its own as Tim pulled all the way out, only to drive completely
back in with one long thrust. The heat and squeezing of her ass, along
with the scene before his eyes, was more than the young man could
stand and he erupted deep in her bottom at almost the same time that
Roger pumped his sperm into her mouth and throat.

	David was the last to release his seed but he pushed all the
way up into her body, feeling the pressure of Tim's slowly deflating
cock through the thin dividing tissue as he emptied himself into her.
Gradually, everyone withdrew, dressed and left after kissing Lynn's
swollen lips. She remained bound and pulled with the sperm of five men
on and in her body. I walked around slowly and allowed the camera to
record every inch of her. Cum leaked slowly from her pussy, ass and
mouth and still more was drying into small salty spots and strips on
her hands, arms, back and neck.

	Slowly, I removed her bonds and allowed her to rest on the
table as I turned off the lights and loaded our supplies into the car.
With that done, I took her into my arms and we kissed deeply.

	Lynn was completely exhausted, but she managed a small smile
and a soft "Thank you." I wrapped her in a soft, full robe and helped
her to the car.

	We talked very little on the ride back but she did say that
she had no idea that she could be aroused that much for that long. She
also told me that her final orgasm was the most total sexual
experience of her life. She had no idea how long it lasted but it
seemed to go on forever.

	At home, I laid Lynn in my bed and massaged her entire body
with soothing lotion as she nodded in and out of sleep. I wanted so
badly to make love with her but I knew that would have to wait for her
recovery.

	Finally, I turned out the lights and cuddled up against her
warm body and held her in my arms.