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From: rdragon@ix.netcom.com(***)

Subject: PAIN 1/2

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PAIN
by: the Doctor

Sandy 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 the
fact that the beam was very rough wood without any finishing. Her

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, Sandy 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. Sandy 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

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, Sandy 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

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 Sandy 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 Sandy 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

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 unvarifiable in any event. In fact,
I had spent considerable time and effort protecting Sandy'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 Sandy'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

softly stroked Sandy'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

then gently rubbed her throat with my finger tips. I leaned down and
spoke softly to Sandy. 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 Sandy
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. Sandy 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
Sandy'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 Carol, who was roughly massaging
her small breasts through her tank top. I whispered so that Sandy 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." Carol jumped to her feet and knelt behind Sandy. Using her hands,
she spread the cheeks wide and applied her tongue to the puckered
entrance to Sandy's rectum. Sandy could tell from the touch that a woman
was licking her ass and she grunted and groaned almost constantly.
Saliva ran down Carol's tongue and wet the entire crack of Sandy's rear
as Carol tried repeatedly to insert the tip of her tongue into Sandy'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 Carol 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 Sandy groaned deeply against her
panty gag. Carol placed the middle finger of her other hand along side
the two already working deep into Sandy and slid it in as Sandy cried
out in pain with muffled shouts. Carol stopped with the three fingers
clenched tight in Sandy's grip and I leaned down to ask Sandy if she was
all right. Sweat was beading on her forehead, but she grunted once and I
nodded for Carol to go on. Soon, she had two fingers of each small hand
reaching as deeply as they could into Sandy's ass and she began to pull
sideways to spread the opening.

The others were standing around watching intently as Carol spread
Sandy's ass open. we could see her fingers at least three inches inside
and I knew this had to be hurting Sandy so I indicated that Carol should
not try to spread her any further. She allowed the ring to relax and
began fucking Sandy's ass with the four fingers. Doris, a small redhead,
had moved up to kneel by Sandy's face and was watching the contortions
of her face as sweat dripped steadily from her forehead to the
blindfold. Doris extended her tongue and caught some of the sweat as it
rolled down the furrowed brow. Sandy 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.

Path: bull.hkstar.net!imci3!newsfeed.internetmci.com!hunter.premier.net!news-res.gsl.net!news.gsl.net!ix.netcom.com!news From: rdragon@ix.netcom.com(***) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories Subject: PAIN 2/2 Date: 5 Jul 1996 17:21:25 GMT Organization: Netcom Lines: 504 Message-ID: <4rjiul$aor@sjx-ixn5.ix.netcom.com> NNTP-Posting-Host: vie-va15-22.ix.netcom.com X-NETCOM-Date: Fri Jul 05 10:21:25 AM PDT 1996

pain part 2

I had Carol abandon Sandy's stretched anus and motioned for all to
return to their seats. Doris was beside Sandy's face, gently stroking
her throat with one hand and her back with the other. She was talking to
Sandy 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." Sandy moaned at that and Doris looked at
me. I nodded "yes" and Doris slowly moved around so she could stroke
Sandy's dripping pussy as she continued to talk about the pain Sandy
must be feeling and how badly she must need release. Sandy was moaning
now, obviously building up to a tremendous orgasm as Doris alternated
between thrusting three fingers into her vagina and vigorously rubbing
her clit. It was clear from Sandy's sounds and movements that she was
about to go over the edge and start coming when Doris suddenly stood up
and returned to her seat. Sandy 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 Doris was a true
sadist. "I'll have to keep my eye on that one.", I thought.

I decided it was time for Sandy 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 Sandy 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." Sandy 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

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.

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
Sandy's side I called David and Doris to come up with me. As they rose,
I glanced at Sandy and saw that she was shaking, but still, she made no
sound. I gave David and Doris 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 Sandy, 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. Sandy 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. Doris came forward and held the
pin before Sandy's eyes for a few seconds. Where David had watched the
flesh he was piercing, Doris never took her eyes from Sandy'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 Sandy
screamed the whole time it was being inserted. HPath: bull.hkstar.net!imci3!newsfeed.internetmci.com!hunter.premier.net!news-res.gsl.net!news.gsl.net!ix.netcom.com!news From: rdragon@ix.netcom.com(***) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories Subject: PAIN 2/2 Date: 5 Jul 1996 17:21:25 GMT Organization: Netcom Lines: 504 Message-ID: <4rjiul$aor@sjx-ixn5.ix.netcom.com> NNTP-Posting-Host: vie-va15-22.ix.netcom.com X-NETCOM-Date: Fri Jul 05 10:21:25 AM PDT 1996

pain part 2

I had Carol abandon Sandy's stretched anus and motioned for all to
return to their seats. Doris was beside Sandy's face, gently stroking
her throat with one hand and her back with the other. She was talking to
Sandy 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." Sandy moaned at that and Doris looked at
me. I nodded "yes" and Doris slowly moved around so she could stroke
Sandy's dripping pussy as she continued to talk about the pain Sandy
must be feeling and how badly she must need release. Sandy was moaning
now, obviously building up to a tremendous orgasm as Doris alternated
between thrusting three fingers into her vagina and vigorously rubbing
her clit. It was clear from Sandy's sounds and movements that she was
about to go over the edge and start coming when Doris suddenly stood up
and returned to her seat. Sandy 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 Doris was a true
sadist. "I'll have to keep my eye on that one.", I thought.

I decided it was time for Sandy 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 Sandy 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." Sandy 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

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.

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
Sandy's side I called David and Doris to come up with me. As they rose,
I glanced at Sandy and saw that she was shaking, but still, she made no
sound. I gave David and Doris 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 Sandy, 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. Sandy 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. Doris came forward and held the
pin before Sandy's eyes for a few seconds. Where David had watched the
flesh he was piercing, Doris never took her eyes from Sandy'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 Sandy
screamed the whole time it was being inserted. Her eyes were tightly
shut and her face was knotted in pain as Doris watched with intense
interest. When it was finally done, tears were streaming down Sandy's
face and Doris said, "I've already tasted your lovely sweat, now I'll
taste your precious tears." Her tongue laved from Sandy's jaw to just
below her eye and Doris kept it extended so Sandy 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 Sandy 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 Sandy 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. Sandy screamed as
the pin made it's 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 Doris and Sandy's eyes shot up
to fix her in their gaze. Sandy stared at Doris 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 Sandy feel the pain. Diane went very slowly and Sandy
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,
sandy 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 Sandy.
When she looked up and saw the small battery with it's two short wires,
she began thrashing and squirming in an attempt to free herself. One
wire had a small flat plate at it's 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
Sandy 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 Sandy
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 Sandy
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.

Carol and Doris each supported one of Sandy'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 Sandy'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 Carol and Doris 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. Sandy 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 Sandy wider and placed David's head
inside the opening. He thrust up and entered her wet vagina easily and
deeply. Diane tickled Sandy'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 Sandy 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
Doris and Carol 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. Carol 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. Doris knelt
beside her and fondled and sucked his large balls then gently pushed
Carol aside saying, "It's my turn." Carol turned her attention to his
heavy sacks and soon, we could see that there were at least eight inches
of Tim OUTSIDE Doris' 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 Sandy'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
Sandy. 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 Sandy'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 Sandy 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 Sandy'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
Sandy'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, Sandy 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 it's
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 Sandy'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

turned off the lights and loaded our supplies into the car. With that
done, I took her into my arms and we kissed deeply. Sandy 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 lay Sandy 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.

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