Weekend Away

Ms S, after spending the morning recovering from the events of yesterday, your energy levels and expectations are high again. You step into the room wearing your knee-high boots, leather bustier - breasts barely contained, riding crop in hand. You summon Mr B & Mr J to stand before you. Mrs J has entered the room and is quietly watching the proceedings.

You have Mr B & Mr J strip, smacking them when they are too slow. You have selected what garments they will have on for the next session. Mr B has a tight see through red knickers on along with a chest harness and studded collar. Mr J has a leather g-string, a sheer black t-shirt and a collar.

You start with instructing us to clean the kitchen. Mr B is washing, and Mr J is drying. Suddenly, Mr B feels a bare hand connect with his backside. ‘Clean that glass properly’, words come from your mouth.

Mrs J has grabbed Mr J’s nipple and twisted it hard – he sucks in a breath. Again, your hands connect with my backside, stinging. ‘Wash that plate again. One more mistake and you’ll both be punished’. Mrs J is squeezing Mr J’s balls as this is said.

Once the kitchen is clean, you lead us outside into the sunshine. Mrs J is already outside, reclining on the lounge, legs spread, stroking her naked pussy. You put cuffs on both of us but only restrain my hands behind my back. You tell Mr J to follow the instructions from Mrs J. You tell me to kneel between Mrs J’s thighs and stick my tongue out. Grabbing a hand full of my hair, you push my head into Mrs J’s pussy and tell me to lick.  

Darting my tongue in and out of Mrs J’s warm pussy isn’t enough. Ms S, is now holding my head down against Mrs J’s pussy then pulling my head up causing me to stroke her clit with my tongue. Mr J is busy sucking and licking Mrs J’s nipples as his head is being pushed from one bosom to the other. As she holds my head with one hand, she is spanking my ass with her other hand. Does she realise this is making my cock hard?

Ms S now pulls my head up, forcing me to stand. Mrs J instructs Mr J to get on all fours. Mrs J then uses he’s back as a seat, spreading her legs, exposing her beautiful pussy to me. Ms S runs her hand over my nipples, grabbing and teasing my nipples. Flinching as she reaches my pain level, Ms S uses her riding crop to spank the inside of my thigh. She smiles as the stroke leaves a red mark.

Watching Mrs J play with her pussy is making my cock stand to attention. The strong fingers of Ms S are running up and down my cock. She grabs my scrotum with her other hand, pulling and tugging in time with each stroke of my cock. Mrs J is holding her pussy lips apart exposing her hole. She looks at me and ask, “Slave, would you like to fuck my pussy?”. Without hesitation, my answers is, “Yes Mrs J”. 

Ms S instructs Mrs J to lean over the lounge, having her backside in the air. “He can do you from behind.” Sun rays are heating my back as Ms B pulls my cock out of the jocks and inserts it in Mrs J dripping pussy. Mr J is standing in front of Mrs J, letting her watch as he strokes his cock. My hands are still restrained behind me. Ms B is standing hard against me, hands reaching around and controlling the movement of Mrs J’s hips up and down my throbbing and wet cock.

The feel of Ms S’s leather bustier against my naked warm skin, hips swaying in time with each thrust of my cock in Mrs J, pussy juice running down my cock and soaking my scrotum. Mrs J has now started using her tongue on Mr J’s cock. He isn’t allowed to touch her – she is in control.

‘Time to use that cock’, Ms S exclaims. I almost explode as her hand grabs my cock and pulls me out of Mrs J’s pussy. She releases my restrains but after laying me on the sun lounge ties my hands above my head. The second lounge is put up against the sun lounge. Mr J is restrained in the mirror pose to me.

Ms S gets Mrs J to straddle Mr J - reverse cowgirl style. Her hand strokes Mr J before inserting his drippling cock in Mrs J. Then she straddles me – reverse cowgirl style!  Watching her fabulous backside slide up and down my cock, knowing she is leaning across and kissing Mrs J with each ascension of my cock.  As Ms S feels me explode inside of her, she quickens her hips and smashes down against my balls with each dip. My scrotum is completely soaked in her pussy and my cum.

Ms S stands beside me, looking down then in a stern voice says, ‘You did not have permission to cum. You will be punished for incorrect behaviour’. And so, the afternoon events will push my limits…