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Subject: Title story: "The Pleasure Machine" Author: John Savage 97749609
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Date: Wed, 31 Jan 2007 12:25:12 +0000
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The Pleasure Machine
The idea started a few months back at a party the Nelsons gave for a few couples
who, like my wife and I, enjoy a little of the old bondage and discipline now
and then. The Bennetts were there also and we had reached the point where all
three girls were bound hand and foot and we were taking turns using the girls to
suck our pricks. I recall that Nora was lying alongside Mark on the fur rug sixty-
nining like mad, Monique was lying face down on the sofa with her face in Tom's
lap working over his penis in her unique style, and Karen was kneeling in front
of me as I sat in one of the easy chairs. Karen had to lean forward to reach my
prick. Since her arms were bound behind her back and her legs tied together, she
had trouble keeping her balance. That resulted in her falling forward every now
and then and driving my prick deeper into her throat - a most pleasant feeling.
Since Monique (who was servicing Tom) is my wife, Nora (servicing Mark) is Tom's
wife and Karen is Mark's wife, you can get the idea that we all were pretty
friendly. Actually, the sharing was the men's idea, and the women protested.
There was really nothing they could do about it after all, they were bound hand
and foot! They still protest, but I think that they would complain louder than
we would if the practice were to stop.
As I was saying, there we were with Karen doing a fair job on my hard-as-steel
rod when Mark came over and whispered something in her ear. She immediately
dropped my prick and started protesting.
You wouldn't! You know that I don't like it. It hurts!"
Mark just pointed at my prick. Karen reluctantly picked it up in her mouth,
muttering about what a bastard he was just before her lips closed around it. She
began working on it again but kept her eyes on Mark with a hateful look.
"You see, John, there is a way of getting Karen to do a much better blowjob. Of
course, she doesn't like it because it involves the use of a SMALL amount of
pain." Karen grunted in anger at his emphasis of the word small. "First off, you
should slide down in the chair so your butt rests on the edge of the chair. Put
your legs together and under Karen."
He arranged Karen so that her mouth was still wrapped around my rod, her body
resting on my legs with her cunt against my toes and her knees and lower legs
against the floor. Because her hands were tied behind her back and her legs also
tied at both the knees and the ankles, she had trouble keeping her balance so
Mark added a rope to help hold her on. It ran around her left arm near the
shoulder, around the back of the chair and was tied to her right arm. Before he
tied the knot, he pulled the rope very tight, driving it up into her armpits.
I now had a delightful view from the back of her head along her tightly bound
arms to her round, smooth ass and down to her tied ankles. Mark went to his
pants and took the leather belt out of them. Karen had been continuing her
tongue work on me all this time, but when Mark returned with the belt she froze.
I could see her buttocks clenching in anticipation of a swat and I could feel
her mouth tighten on my prick, although she was still careful not to let her
teeth dig in.
Mark waited and Karen waited with her eyes closed and her ass tensed. Mark gave
me a smile of pure meanness and brought the belt down hard on Karen but on the
unprotected soles of her feet, not the expected target. Karen let out with a
whelp and, as if it had been a starter's gun, took off sucking my prick faster
than I've ever seen.
"The whole idea is, of course, that I will beat her ass," he demonstrated with a
blow across that target, "until she makes you climax. Have fun!"
Mark settled down to one hard slap of the belt every two or three seconds. Karen
had her eyes wide open and whined every time the leather made contact, but she
didn't let that interfere with her work. I was sure that the belt ...
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