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Copyright (c) 2001 Norm DePloom.  ALL Rights Reserved
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All the characters and events in this story are 
fictional; any resemblance to real people or events is 
entirely coincidental.

Our New Toy
Part 08
By
Norm DePloom

"It's time for you to get on with your studying"  I 
said taking on a stern demeanor after giving Nancy and 
Patsy a chance to catch their breath wrapped in each 
others arms.

"I promised your mother an improvement in your grades-
"  I continued pulling Patsy up from the floor. "-and 
just because your Mistress is being a horny little 
slut-" I smiled and winked at Nancy, she stuck her 
tongue out at me. 

"Don't stick it out unless you plan on using it."  I 
said as an aside to my wife, sinking to the same 
childish level she was displaying.

"Come here and I'll show you what I plan to use it 
for."  She replied rolling over onto her hands and 
knees then, wagging her tongue obscenely, she moved 
towards my crotch with sensuous feline-esque 
movements.  The large bulge in the front of my pants 
testified to my aching need. 

"There will be plenty of time for that,-"  I said as I 
gently pushed her away ignoring her exaggerated pout.  
"-but, as I was saying, your Mistress being a horny 
little slut doesn't change the need for you to study."  
I took Patsy by the e arm and guided her to a small 
desk set up in the corner of the front room.  Nancy 
abandoned her pout and followed us, anxious to join in 
the study 'games' I'd devised to improve Patsy's 
learning.  

"Stand here."  I instructed her as I retrieved my 
equipment from the desk drawer. 

"This-" I informed Patsy, as I held the device up so 
she could see it.  "-is a Tens unit."  Seeing the 
blank look on her face I explained further.  "A Tens 
unit is designed to relieve pain by passing a mild 
electric current through the affected area."  As I 
talked I applied one of the sticky foam, disk shaped 
electrodes to each of her nipples.  

"Spread your legs."  I ordered, as I sat down on the 
straight-backed desk chair.   I was pleased to see 
that despite her blush and her obvious discomfort at 
being handled by me in such an intimate yet casual 
manner, Patsy obeyed immediately.  "I've made a few 
modifications in it of course."  I explained as I 
placed the third electrode over her clitoris.

"Turn around."  I ordered once her 'clit-trode' was in 
place.  "Spread your legs more and bend over."  Patsy 
moaned with embarrassment as she followed my order.  
Nancy pulled another chair over and, still naked, sat 
down beside me.

"Bend over as far as you can-" I clarified my desires.  
"-and reach back and spread yourself open."  Nancy and 
I watched Patsy's upside down face through her legs 
turn bright red as she hesitated then, reaching back 
with both hands, pulled her butt cheeks apart.  We 
stared with open lust at Patsy's 'charms' so 
enticingly displayed for our enjoyment.

"How-" Nancy asked as she reached out with one finger 
and gently touched the tightly closed quivering 
orifice that had become the center of our attention.  
"-can you resist?"  Taking into considering my extreme 
hardness, I wondered the same thing.  It took all my 
will power to resist the urge to pull my trousers down 
and force myself into whichever place I happened to 
hit when I stood up.  I ran my hand up her inner thigh 
enjoying the feel of her firm warm trembling flesh.  

"Open your eyes."  I commanded when I noticed that 
Patsy's eyes were squeezed shut and tears were rolling 
'down' her forehead and into her hair.  

"Let's get her wired up-"  I suggested to Nancy 
removing my hand from her enticing thigh and picking 
up the last of the self-adhesive electrodes.  "-so she 
can start studying and we can relieve our - ah - 
'tension'."  I finished pushing Nancy's finger away 
and applying the last electrode in its place.

"You can stand up and turn around now."    Patsy did 
as I had instructed and stood in front of us with 
wires hanging from each of her nipples and from 
between her butt cheeks.  

"Remember this?"  I asked holding the modified 
butterfly vibrator up for Patsy to see.  "You had such 
a wonderful public orgasm the last time you wore it."  
I reminded her.  Her bright red blush was enough to 
tell me that she did indeed remember the appliance I 
was about to strap into place between her legs.  I had 
removed the on/off switch and remoted it with thin 
wires running from the removed switch into the 
vibrator through the small hole left by its removal.  
Pushing it snugly against Patsy, Nancy and I strapped 
it into place.  

"Sit down."  Nancy ordered as she stood up and pushed 
her chair towards Patsy, who turned the chair then sat 
facing us.  Nancy stood beside me and draped her arm 
over my shoulder.  I could feel the warmth radiating 
from her naked body as I attached the wires hanging 
from Patsy's various body parts to the Tens 
controller.  The expression on Patsy's face, combined 
with her body language, revealed concern about what 
was about to happen to her.

"We have developed our own process to help you learn."  
I gave her my best 'evil' smile and almost laughed 
when she cringed in genuine fear. 

"Here-"  I said pointing to a thin binder setting on 
the desk.  "-is a distillation of every thing you 
should know before you take your final in US History."  
Patsy looked through the binder as I talked.  "We will 
give you a reasonable amount of time to review the 
material-" Patsy's eyes dropped to my lap where Nancy 
was doing her best to distract me by unzipping my fly 
and messaging me where I stuck straight up out of my 
pants.  Patsy blushed, but did not move her eyes from 
the sight of Nancy's hand moving slowly up and down.  
"-then-" I continued trying to ignore Nancy's actions. 
"-you will be tested."  All three of us sat for a 
moment each of our worlds revolving around Nancy's 
hand.  

"When we test you-" I finally continued.  "-you will 
be punished for every wrong answer-"  I pushed the 
button on the Tens causing separate painful but 
harmless jolts, one between her nipples, and the other 
between her clitoris and her anus.  Patsy's body 
jerked as she squealed more from surprise than pain. 
"-and you will be rewarded for your correct answers."  
I finished turning on the vibrator nestled between her 
legs.  Patsy jumped and squealed once more, the to 
reactions being almost identical.  

"Now-"  I said as Nancy, using my erection as a pivot 
point, slipped off her chair and sank to her knees in 
front of me.  Patsy, with seeming reluctance, turned 
her chair towards the desk and picking up the study 
book, pretended not to watch as Nancy took me 
completely into her mouth.  I moaned softly and 
grinned at our blushing toy as Nancy's head moved 
slowly up and down. Patsy, her view being limited, the 
intimate details being blocked by the back of Nancy's 
head, soon went back to her studying.  Only her bright 
red face revealed that she was aware of what was 
happening only a couple of feet from where she sat.  

After a few minutes of expert oral manipulation Nancy 
released me from her mouth and, kissing and licking 
her way up my chest, buried her tongue deeply into my 
mouth while she straddled my lap and continued with 
her nether-lips what she had so recently abandoned 
with the lips she now pressed against mine.  I watched 
over Nancy's shoulder as Patsy gave up all pretense of 
studying and stared with equal portions of curiosity, 
embarrassment and growing lust the display now being 
offered for her to view.  Since Nancy's back was 
turned towards her, Patsy was experiencing an 'up 
close and personal' view of the male and female 
genitalia in action for the first time in her life.  
As I watched Patsy's right hand slipped from the desk 
and moved slowly down her stomach.

"No!"  I ordered just as Patsy's legs spread and her 
fingers started to push under the vibrator.  "You are 
not allowed to touch yourself."  She jumped like a 
person being awakened from a trance and jerked her 
hand back onto the desk.  

"Tch, tch, tch-"  Nancy said pushing her hair aside 
and looking over her shoulder.  "-how dare you watch 
your owners without their permission."  She finished 
with very convincing mock severity.  Without pausing 
in her steady up and down movements in my lap, Nancy 
turning her mouth back to mine, then arched her back 
to give Patsy an even better view of the 'action'.  
From then on Nancy would, every few minutes, abandon 
her attempts to suck my tongue from my head to peek 
over her shoulder.  Having assured her 'inner 
exhibitionist' that Patsy was still watching Nancy 
would return to her single-minded efforts to perfect 
her vacuum tongue-ectomy technique.

We found fucking in front of our new toy to be even 
more thrilling than we had imagined.  Just the two of 
us with her watching set us off like Forth of July 
fireworks.  Nancy put on an even bigger than usual 
orgasmic display to impress Patsy then the two of us 
clung to each other, our bodies still connected while 
we caught our breath.  

"Wow"  Was about all I could say.  

"Normally-" Nancy said to Patsy as she 'dismounted' 
and, stepping over to her, leaned over and nuzzled 
Patsy's neck while she continued softly in her ear.  
"-you would be expected to lick us clean when we 
finish, but since your studying we'll have to leave 
that until later."  Nancy cupped Patsy's breasts from 
behind.  "I'm sure you will grow to love the taste of 
your Master's cum as it drips back out of me onto your 
waiting tongue."  The expression on Patsy's face told 
us that she doubted that she would ever love such a 
thing.  

"I think it's time to test our toy's knowledge."  I 
announced straightening up my clothes and enjoying the 
look of horror on Patsy's face.  As I asked the 
predetermined questions Nancy 'manned' the buttons and 
administrated rewards and punishments according to 
Patsy's answers.  The expressions on her face were 
exquisite.  I could not decide which I liked the best; 
the face she made when she was in pain, the face she 
made when she was being pleasured by the vibrator or 
that wonderful expression of fear, desire and 
anticipation that momentarily crossed her face as she 
waited for her punishment or reward after she answered 
a question.  By the time the last question had been 
asked and answered the experience had left Patsy 
panting on the brink of an orgasm, and Nancy and I in 
states of obvious excitement.  The aroma of Patsy's 
excitement mixed with Nancy's more familiar scent and 
filled me with the almost irresistible desire to take 
both of them at the same time right there on the 
floor.  Instead I gave Patsy a list of page numbers 
for her to review in her study book then, reluctantly 
leaving her to continue under Nancy's supervision, 
excused myself to take care of some of my own work.  

I half expected Nancy to give into her own unbridled 
lust and spend the time riding Patsy's face to orgasm 
after orgasm instead of keeping her busy with her 
studies.  When I returned I entered the apartment 
quietly so I could do a little spying on the two 
women.  I positioned myself in the hallway shadows 
where I could see and hear them without being seen.  

"Why won't he-" Patsy paused, biting her lip, 
obviously unsure about how to continue.  "-why won't 
he have sex with me?"  She finally asked with tears 
streaming down her cheeks.  "Doesn't he like me?"  She 
finished in a tiny pitiful voice.    

"Of course he does."  Nancy replied taking Patsy's 
hands in hers and looking tenderly into Patsy's large 
innocent eyes.  "Playing with you makes him so hard it 
feels like an iron rod when he puts it inside me."  
Patsy smiled shyly as she stared back into Nancy's 
eyes without wavering.  "I know he is planing 
something special for you."  Nancy continued.  They 
sat quietly for a moment then Nancy reached up and 
touched Patsy's cheek.  "What's your fantasy?"  She 
asked softly.  "What do you think of at night when you 
touch yourself?"  Nancy asked with gentle sincerity.  
Patsy blushed deeply then began to answer slowly in a 
barely audible voice. 

"My favorite is to imagine that I'm living a long time 
ago, and that Viking pirates have kidnapped me."

"Go on." Nancy encouraged.

"I'm on their sailing ship.  I'm naked and chained by 
the neck to the bed in the captain's cabin.  All I can 
do is wait for the big burley bearded captain to come 
in and use me in whatever way he wants to."  

"And?" Nancy asked her own imagination obviously being 
stimulated by the fantasy being related to her.  

"You know what really turns me on about that fantasy?"  
Patsy asked.

"What?" 

"Knowing that when the captain has finished ravishing 
me he's going to chain me to the mast naked and the 
whole crew of pirates will take turns with me, and 
knowing that for the rest of my life any man who wants 
me will take me any time and any way he wants to."

"Being in chains makes you free."  Nancy stated 
without emotion.  "We are putting you in chains here."  
Nancy continued placing her finger on Patsy's 
forehead.  "And once you have been chained here-" 
Nancy again pointed to Patsy's head. "-you don't need 
chains anywhere else except for decoration."   Nancy 
reached into the desk drawer and pulled out several 
silk ribbons that she had prepared.

"Hold out your wrists"  Nancy ordered becoming once 
again the mistress instead of the confidant. Nancy 
placed a ribbon around Patsy's right wrist and 
fastened it with the Velcro she had already sewn onto 
the ribbon.

"As far as you are concerned-" Nancy addressed Patsy 
with total seriousness. "-this is a steel manacle 
welded around your wrist."  Nancy continued speaking 
as she placed another ribbon on Patsy's left wrist.  
"You cannot remove them, ever, and no one else can 
remove them for you."  After placing the ribbon around 
Patsy's left wrist Nancy pointed to Patsy's right foot 
which Patsy obediently raised. 

"Only your owners,-" Nancy continued as she affixed 
ribbons to each of Patsy's ankles. "-your Master and I 
can remove them."  Patsy looked at the silk ribbons 
around her wrists and ankles.  

"Take off your collar."  Patsy looked shocked at the 
order, but unbuckled the leather collar with a broken-
hearted expression on her face.  Nancy took the collar 
from Patsy and placed it on the desk.

"This-" Nancy intoned as she placed a silk ribbon 
around Patsy's neck and pushed the Velcro tabs 
together. "-is your new steel collar that I have just 
welded around your neck." 

"Now, put your hands on your legs."  Nancy waited 
patiently while Patsy moved her hands and laid them 
palm down on her thighs.  "This-" Nancy announced 
picking up a length of red silk ribbon "-is an iron 
chain."  Looping the red ribbon under each of the red 
silk 'manacles' Nancy tied it in a loose half knot, 
which could be pulled apart with the gentlest pull.  

"Your wrists are now chained together."  Nancy said as 
she sat back and looked at Patsy.  I was also looking 
at Patsy, and it was a very erotic sight.  Naked, half 
lit by the desk lamp with red silk adorning her 
ankles, wrists and throat.  

"We understand-" Nancy continued, leaning forward and 
speaking to Patsy in a soft, gentle tone.  "-that you 
might occasionally forget, or when you are excited you 
might move in a way that would make your chains come 
loose."  Nancy reached out and touched Patsy's bare 
knee.  "That is a training matter and will be dealt 
with by the use of whippings or extreme humiliations 
until you learn to not let them happen."  

"But listen close and understand this-" Nancy moved 
closer as she spoke until her knees touched Patsy's, 
then with one of her hands on each of Patsy's legs 
Nancy continued.  "-if you ever deliberately take them 
off, or knowingly treat them as anything less than 
iron chains you will be punished in the most saver way 
possible.  They sat silently for a moment while Patsy 
pondered what punishment could be worse than whippings 
or extreme humiliations, both of which scared her 
almost senseless.

"Would you like to know what that ultimate punishment 
will be?"

"Yes" Patsy answered in a small, quivering very unsure 
voice.

"If you ever intentionally remove one of these 
manacles, or intentionally break one of these chains."  
Nancy paused dramatically then continued.  "You will 
be dressed in you own clothes and sent back to your 
parents home."  Nancy paused again. "And you will 
never, ever, get to be our toy again."  It was a 
gamble, and I thought that it was too early in the 
training but Nancy proved me wrong.

Patsy sat and stared down at her red silk bindings.  I 
could see her thoughts on her face.  All she had to do 
was pull her hands apart and she would be free from 
us, free from the humiliation and physical pain we 
were putting her through.   Then I watched as her face 
reflected the gut wrenching inner realization that she 
could not live without us or without what we were 
doing to her.  She dropped her eyes and stared at her 
lap.  

"Yes Mistress."  It was so low I almost missed it.  It 
was truly the most erotic sight I had ever seen, a 
naked young woman chained with a red silk ribbon.   I 
paused to enjoy the sight for a few minutes then 
stepped over and opened the front door.  Closing the 
door noisily I walked down the hall and into the front 
room where the two naked young ladies were waiting for 
me.  

"You ready to be tested?"  Patsy looked up with an 
uncertain look on her face.

"You bet she is." Nancy assured me giving Patsy's knee 
a squeeze.  We put Patsy through another test, which 
resulted in only two shocks, but left Patsy panting on 
the verge of another orgasm.  

"Well,-"  I said as I began pealing the sticky 
electrodes from her nipples after the test was 
completed. "-I think you are ready for that final 
tomorrow."   Patsy blushed appropriately as we handled 
the most private parts of her body removing our 
testing equipment, before we stood her, still naked, 
in front of us.

"You will now be given fifteen minutes to take care of 
your personal needs."  Nancy, setting beside me still 
just as naked as our toy, instructed Patsy.  "During 
this time you must clean yourself, shave your pubic 
area to maintain complete smoothness then report back 
to us for inspection."  Nancy reached out for Patsy's 
wrist. 

"I will now remove your manacles and leg irons-" Nancy 
removed the red satin ribbons from Patsy's wrists and 
ankles as sae spoke. "-so the will not interfere with 
your cleaning your body."  


"Remember-" I reminded her as she turned to leave the 
room. "-you are expected to clean yourself thoroughly, 
but you are not allowed to touch your breasts, your 
nipples, or your crotch any more than absolutely 
necessary to accomplish that, and under no 
circumstances are you to have an orgasm while you are 
taking care of these needs."  I dismissed her with a 
wave of my hand and Nancy and I both watched her 
enticing rear as she walked away from us towards the 
bathroom.  Barely fourteen minutes later she presented 
herself in the front room for our approval. 

"Step over here."  I said indicating a spot right in 
front of my chair.  After she complied with my command 
I watched the play of emotions across her face as I 
ran my hands over her crotch to check the smoothness 
of her first self-administered shave.  I could feel 
her engorged and sensitive inner and outer lips 
rubbing against the palm of my hand.  I was thrilled 
by the thought that here was a young pretty female 
human being who, if I continued to handle her 
correctly, would willingly do anything I told her to 
do, with any one I told her to do it with.  The erotic 
nature of that power made me hard and, once again I 
had to resist the urge to throw her to the floor and 
take her forcefully right on the spot.

"Please."  Patsy whispered, seemingly reading my 
thoughts as she watched the bulge grow in the front of 
my trousers.  

"Not yet-" I answered back softly. "-but soon."  Nancy 
beckoned the obviously frustrated girl over to stand 
in front of her.  

"Lift your leg." She ordered.  "I'm going to put your 
leg irons-"  As Nancy talked she replaced the silk 
ribbons around Patsy's ankles and neck.  "-and your 
collar back on,  your manacles will wait until after 
you bath us."  Nancy let her hands linger on Patsy's 
smooth skin as she gave her instructions.  "Go run me 
a nice hot bath with bath salts and scented oil-"  
Nancy's hands roamed to Patsy's breasts where they 
were encouraging her nipples to harden even more than 
they already were.  "-when the bath is ready you will 
come back into this room and kneel in front of me."  
Nancy's hands moved down across Patsy's stomach.  "You 
will remain kneeling until I acknowledge you, then you 
will announce that my bath is ready."  Nancy removed 
her hand from Patsy's crotch and allowed her to leave 
the room.  

"What are you going to do about that poor frustrated 
girls virginity?"  Nancy asked me as soon as we were 
alone.  "And when are you going to do it?"  

"Soon."  I answered her.  "Maybe this weekend if I can 
get everything arranged."  

"What are you planning?"  Nancy asked almost in a 
whisper.   

"Something she'll never forget."  I smiled at Nancy 
then reached over and took her hand.  "Trust me-"  I 
continued.  "-when that day is over she will never 
again doubt that she is our property to do with as we 
please."  We changed the subject, but continued to 
talk as Patsy walked across the room to kneel naked 
and, at least for the moment, ignored in front of 
Nancy.  

"Your bath is ready."  Patsy announced a few minutes 
later after receiving an acknowledging wave of the 
hand.  Nancy followed the hand wave with a medium hard 
slap across Patsy's face.  Even before the sting of 
the slap had time to reach its peak Nancy reached out 
and touched Patsy's lips then let her fingers linger 
on them in a gentle caress as she spoke.  

"I have been lenient with you today because you have 
given me immense pleasure with these lips,-"  Nancy's 
caress remained tender even while her tone grew more 
harsh.  "-but you must remember to address us as 
'Master' and 'Mistress'."   

"Yes Mistress."  Patsy answered with quiet contrition.  

"Now, tell me again."  Nancy ordered, removing her 
fingers from Patsy's lips with obvious reluctance.  

"Your bath is ready Mistress."  Patsy said softly as 
she continued to kneel in front of Nancy.  

"Come along."  Nancy said curtly as she stood and 
walked in all her naked glory towards the bathroom.  
Patsy rose to her feet and followed.  I picked up my 
camera and followed the two magnificently nude females 
into the bathroom where I took pictures while Patsy 
soaped and washed every inch of Nancy's body.  When 
the bath was finished Nancy stepped from the tub and 
smiled coyly at the camera while Patsy worked to dry 
her naked body with a large bath towel.  

"Now-"  I commanded Patsy as Nancy left the bathroom 
with the towel wrapped around her just above her 
breasts.  "-rinse out the tub, fill it with hot water 
then let me know in the bedroom when my bath is 
ready."  Leaving Patsy in the bathroom to complete her 
new assignment I went into the bedroom and, reclining 
on the bed next to Nancy, gave her a brief explanation 
of my plans for Patsy's deflowering party.  By the 
time Patsy entered the room and knelt silently by my 
side of the bed waiting for my permission to speak, 
Nancy's eyes were twinkling with excitement as she 
slowly rubbed her legs together in anticipation for 
the upcoming event.  

"Yes?"  I asked looking down at the naked slave-girl 
kneeling beside my bed and relishing the image of what 
she was going to be put through in the near future.  

"Your bath is ready Master."  She stated in a soft 
voice.  

"Undress me."  I ordered as I climbed from the bed and 
stood in front of her.  Patsy stood up and with 
trembling fingers unbuttoned my shirt.  I indicated 
for her to put the shirt on the chair next to us after 
she had removed it from my body, then waited with a 
smile on my face and my pants tented by my excited 
state, while she, with obvious embarrassment, knelt in 
front of me and, unbuckling my belt, released me from 
the restraining material of my trousers. As my pants 
slipped down my legs to settle around my ankles Patsy 
got the closest look she had yet had of a turgid male 
organ.  

"Come with me."  I ordered, without any intention of a 
pun, as I stepped out of my trousers and, after 
walking naked to the bathroom, stepped into the tub 
and sat in the hot water.  I watched her face intently 
as Patsy, kneeling beside the tub, placed liquid soap 
on a nylon net body scrubber then, after working it 
into a lather, began to tentatively rub it over my 
chest while she pretended to ignore the red helmet of 
my engorged 'little solder' just peeking at her above 
the surface of the water.  I moved this way and that, 
enjoying the just plain decadent joy of having a young 
virgin slave girl wash every nook and cranny of my 
body.  Finally we reached the point where every other 
part of me had been washed.  

"No."  I instructed her taking her wrist in my hand as 
she started to push the soapy body scrubber into my 
crotch. "Use your hand."  Patsy turned a deeper shade 
of red than we had seen since that first day when we 
took her to lunch and I jerked gently in anticipation 
as the color spread from her face, down her neck and 
across the tops of her breasts while she hung the 
scrubber on a hook and, after rubbing soap on her 
hands, reached down and stroked me tentatively up and 
down with her slick hand.  I sighed deeply then, 
pulling her mouth to mine, kissed her deeply while she 
continued her soapy up and down washing action.  

"That's enough."  I declared emphatically, pulling my 
lips from hers and removing her slippery hand from my 
crotch.  

"Now dry me." I ordered after rinsing and stepping 
from the tub.  I continued to stick out like a steel 
rod while Patsy, starting with my extremities and 
working her way toward my crotch, was occasionally 
bumped by it in the face.  I pulled her to her feet 
and slipped my hand between her legs after she 
finished drying me.

"You're wet."  I stated gently rubbing her with my 
hand.  Our bodies were so close together that I could 
feel the heat of her excited embarrassment radiating 
from her red-blushed skin.  

"Yes Master'"  She answered breathlessly.   

"Do you want me to take you right now?"  I let just 
the tip of my finger slip between her inner lips.  

"Yes Master, please."  She begged as her hips thrust 
forward trying to impale herself on my invading 
finger.  

"No-"  I said, taking a step back and removing my 
finger from its new-found warm, wet home. "-not yet."  

"Yes Master."  Patsy whimpered in disappointment.  

"Now-" I continued as I turned her around and gave her 
a gentle push out the bathroom door. "-while I finish 
in here I want you to go prepare your Mistress for my 
attentions."  When I finally left the bathroom and 
entered the bedroom I was greeted by the site of Nancy 
reclining on a pile of pillows that were stacked 
against the headboard, her legs spread, holding 
Patsy's head against her crotch with both hands.  
Patsy was laying on her stomach stretched out from 
Nancy's crotch toward the foot of the bed with her 
legs slightly spread just barely giving view to her 
own smooth hairless crotch.  While Nancy rocked her 
hips, pushing herself against Patsy's mouth an tongue, 
Patsy, while moving her hands up and down her 
Mistress' inner thighs with growing excitement, was 
also rocking her hips, trying to stimulate herself 
against the bed.  It proved to be such an erotic sight 
that, in spite of my own needs, I stepped back into 
the front room and after retrieving the camera 
returned to the bedroom to take pictures of my 
nymphomaniacal wife being pleasured for the third time 
in less than six hours by her ever more willing sex 
slave.  

After taking several photographs of the two entwined 
naked women I set the camera aside and joined them on 
the bed.  As I slowly caressed Patsy's up thrust butt, 
letting my fingers curl down into her hot moist 
crotch, I was rewarded by a muffled but still audible 
deep throaty moan from between Nancy's legs.  I looked 
at Nancy with a raised eyebrow and after receiving a 
nod of assent to my unasked question, pushed my hand 
more deeply between Patsy's legs and feeling my 
fingers rub along her slick, well-lubricated lips, 
continued to push until the tip of my finger moved 
over her swollen, over-sensitive clitoris.  

As I moved my finger gently back and forth over her 
little fleshy nub of pulsing nerve endings Patsy 
humped her hips more forcefully, pushing herself 
against my invading fingers while she dutifully 
brought her Mistress to a series of ever more gut-
wrenching orgasms.  This continued until Patsy's own 
body shook in a series of violent jerks as wave after 
wave of orgasmic muscle contractions seemed to lift 
her body from the bed as she clasped her legs tightly 
around my wrist and, grinding her hardened clitoris 
against my fingertip, drenched my hand with the excess 
lubricant from her swollen lips.  I let her lay for a 
couple of minutes, resting with her face still buried 
in Nancy's crotch before pushing her aside and taking 
my own place on my knees between my wife's spread 
thighs.  

"Now-" I instructed Nancy as I pulled her up to a 
setting position. "-you will open your Mistress with 
one hand while you guide your Master into her with the 
other."  Patsy rewarded us with another full upper-
body blush as she reached out and, with one trembling 
hand spread Nancy's lips open while, with the other, 
she grasped my hard shaft and gently guided its helmet 
shaped head into the warm eagerly waiting home.  

"Now keep your hand between us and massage her 
clitoris."  I ordered as I began my full, slow thrusts 
into Nancy.  As we moved in practiced unison, Nancy 
and I both watched the play of emotions across Patsy's 
face as she watched, her eyes not more than a couple 
of inches away, the steady in and out motions of our 
sexual union.  

"Suck on your Mistress' nipples."  Patsy immediately 
complied, beginning to suck on the nipple nearest to 
her without pausing the steady rubbing of Nancy's 
clitoris with her fingers.  I could tell by the look 
in my wife's eyes that she was as excited by Patsy's 
presence in our bed while we made love as I was.  
Reaching the crises point I pushed myself fully into 
Nancy, trapping Patsy's hand between us as I moaned 
and repeatedly jerked, emptying myself into her 
waiting receptacle.  To be honest I was so overcome 
with my own gratification at that moment that I can't 
truthfully say whether Nancy came at the same time or 
not.  If not she certainly had not been deprived that 
day, and made no complaint. After the three of us 
rested for a few minutes in one heap of naked body 
parts on the bed, Nancy, after putting Patsy's silk 
ribbon manacles back on her, tied one end of a length 
of red silk ribbon to the silk ribbon leg-iron on 
Patsy's left ankle then tied the other end to the foot 
of the bed.  

"You will sleep on the floor at the foot of the bed."  
I informed Patsy as I handed her a pillow and a 
blanket.  Nancy and I snuggled together under the 
covers and soon we were both sound asleep.  



  
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