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DISCLAIMER: this story is for those mature enough in their own 
sexuality to read the adventures of others. I recognize that some people
 are restricted by law from reading stories of a sexually explicit 
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 If you knowingly fit this category, or are not aroused by steamy tales,
 *don't read this.*
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It all started out when my wife’s Saturday bridge club was one person 
short one day. As the afternoon wore on, the taking of tricks turned to 
a discussion of what the expression "turning tricks" derived from, and 
then an agreement that whoever took the most tricks could tell the dummy 
or any one else, to perform a trick. 

At first this was fetching more drinks, but when I won, I told Quentin, 
a slim blonde, that I wanted to see her tits. She blushed bright red for 
a moment, and then calmly took her blouse and bra off. I was surprised 
to find she had a small ring in one nipple.  On the next hand I spent 
more time watching the nipple ring than playing, and my wife took the 
most tricks. She told me to take my shirt off, and then got a clothes 
pin from the laundry, and put it on one nipple, "to match Quentie" she 
said, who hadn’t bothered to put any thing back on.

 It hurt like the dickens for a short time. , Quentin must of noticed my 
wince, because she stared me in the eyes, and took another one and put 
it on her "bare" nipple.

 As luck would have it, she won the next round. She reached up took my 
hand and put it on her clothes pin and grabbed mine. She said, if you 
can’t take it like a man, ‘you will "turn tricks" for all of us. Now 
Pull". I pulled her clothespin off  with a sudden yank, hoping to get a 
response. Her eyes widened a little, but that was it 

Now it was her turn. She pulled the clothes pin slowly, sliding the tip 
over the most sensitive part of the nipple a little at a time. Just 
before it came loose, I let out a little gasp, as the pain became 
intense, and the blood started flowing back in. The girls unanimously 
decided I had lost

Quentin gave the first trick to my wife.   My wife had always been 
paranoid about having sex where any one could see, so it surprised me 
when she lifted her skirt, sat on the couch  and said "eat me slut"  
Quentin slapped my ass and said "Do it".  In no time I was face deep in 
pussy. When my wife started to tense up, some one grabbed my hair and 
started pushing my face harder into her crotch, that sent her over the 
edge, and had me hard as a rock..

Then Quentin decided it was Joan’s turn. She wanted to sit on my face. I 
was placed on our picnic bench face up and she started squatting over 
me. Dancing her clit just over my tongue, and then sliding up until my 
nose was buried in her cunt. She kept on doing this, occasionally 
raising up. At one point where I was trying to get her off, she raised 
up, and I reached for her with my hands, Quentin slapped my cock, and 
said "no hands, you whore". She whispered something to my wife, and in a 
few seconds I felt my hands being tied under the bench.  At a bout that  
time Joan stood up and turned around, facing my crotch, and started 
grinding her crotch down on my tongue. She started shuddering and then 
slid even further down, until her anus passed over my nose, and stopped 
in front of my lips. In the lowest voice I have ever heard her use, she 
grabbed my balls started squeezing and said, "Fuck me with that tongue." 
When I started to try to move my tongue  towards her cunt, the sharp tug 
on my balls gave me no doubt where she meant. I started licking around 
it. But the sharp application of fingernails convinced me I had no 
choice, and I started pressing my tongue into her asshole  That was all 
it took for her to go over the edge, I felt the ring of muscles in her 
ass and pussy contracting in rhythmic waves while she ground her ass 
into my face..

When I tried to get up, I found out that the girls had also tied my feet 
to the bench.  Quentin came over, and said. "Want a little relief?". 
"Yes" was all I could say. 

She smiled, and said, "OK we are going to play a game,  If you come 
before I tell you to, you loose,  ----and if you come in my mouth, I’ll 
pierce one of your nipples and put this ring in," she said, pointing to 
one ear ring she was wearing, "and then rip it out" I got the impression 
she was serious.

She then started teasing me with feather light touches, on my nipples, 
and then moving down to my crotch, going up and down my cock with her 
fingers, some times tickling my balls, occasionally  just lightly 
scratching at my ass hole

After just a few minutes of this  I was arching my back, trying to get 
just a little more pressure out of her fingers. She stopped for a second 
and then sucked my whole cock down her throat, and slowly  drew back, 
whipping her tongue back and forth as she drew back. After a few repeats 
of this, I was ready to come, in her mouth, out of her mouth , I didn’t 
care. Then abruptly she stopped, and started the same process over, 
starting with my nipples. I was ready to scream. After a few more 
minutes I was starting to groan.

Then Quentin started whispering in my ears, "what will you do, to come?? 
She said.  "any thing" I replied,  Beg me she said, beg to be my slave. 
I quickly complied, but she said "I don’t believe you. I started begging 
harder. " Beg me to whip you" she said , I replied with "Please whip me, 
Please". Why " she said, "Because you want to" I replied, surprising me, 
but I t brought a smile to her face. She pulled the belt out of her 
jeans, It was a narrow ½ inch one, and I knew this was going to hurt

She knelt beside me, and raised her belt with one hand, and started 
teasing my cock again with the other. And then suddenly, there was a 
burning pain across my chest just below my nipples as I heard the slap 
of the belt, and it felt like my cock had been plugged in to an electric 
outlet, as she trailed her fingernails up the length. Again, an sudden 
pain, followed by the  electric thrill. She continued, missing my 
nipples, but not by much, until there were a series of red lines above 
and below them  on my chest. By this point I was alternately afraid she 
would stop and afraid she wouldn’t. At on point she stopped, untied my 
legs, and then tied them to the same hook that was holding a hanging 
plant.  This left me in a sort of L shape, with my legs almost straight 
up.

"What will you do for me?" she asked.  
Any thing" I replied.

"Will you be our slut for the rest of the night" she asked "Will you  
have oral sex with any one in the room", Will you have anal sex with any 
of us in the room?"  This was sounding better and better to me, I 
replied " yes, yes and yes.". 

Good, she said, "now beg me to fuck you, slut"  "Fuck me, please, 
PLEASE, let your slut fuck you"

"Poor boy, he doesn’t quite get it yet" she said to Joan. , and handed 
her the belt.  Quentin walked out of my line of sight, as Joan expertly 
laid the belt first on one nipple, and then the other.

Despite the intense pain, my cock jumped to attention, expecting more of 
Quentin’s light attention to follow. What followed instead, were 10 or 
so quick slaps with the belt on my now accessible ass.

Then Quentin stepped into view between my legs and straddled the end of 
the bench, just behind my ass. AS she sat, I saw she had strapped on a 
dildo. She then said "I told you to beg me to fuck YOU, and that’s 
exactly what’s going to happen, this is just a little one for starters." 
With that she started lightly pressing the dildo against my asshole, 
which immediately started tightening up. This was not what I thought I 
had agreed to.  When Joan started whipping my tits again lightly, and 
Quentin started teasing my cock, my body betrayed me, as my ass hole 
started contracting and loosening on its own. In no time she was pumping 
back and forth in time with Joan, now merely tapping the belt, 
alternately on my nipples and cock, which sent electric shocks from my 
chest to my balls. 

A short time later, my cock erupted , splattering my stomach and chest.  
At about the same time Quentin started slamming the dildo into me with 
abandon, and finally came as she slammed into me and almost started 
vibrating with her quick jerks forward and back.

After she pulled out, my wife walked over,  and started scooping up my 
cum with her fingers.  Saying "Lets see how you like this Slut, you’ve 
always wanted me to swallow, now it’s your turn." And held her fingers 
over my mouth. Naturally I closed my mouth, and started to turn my head. 
That’s when Joan laid a couple of good whacks on my ass, as my mouth 
opened in a scream, my wife dropped the load into it. 

My wife said "stick that tongue out, and leave it out", and twisted on 
my nipple  until I did. She slowly scooped as much cum up off of my gut 
as she could, letting it slowly drip off of her fingers, into my mouth 
and on my lips, letting the bitter fluid collect on my tongue. Finally 
she said "Swallow" and pulled on the nipple some more. I did as I was 
told, but couldn’t get the taste out of my mouth.


The girls then lowered my legs, and tied them to the bench again.  Joan 
said, "You were disobedient, slut!"  She asked my wife what my 
punishment should be, she replied " Lets shave his crotch"  she 
answered. 

A few minutes later, I was as hairless from the neck down as I could 
get. They shaved chest, armpits, balls and every thing down to my toes.  
With all the attention my dick got from them, It started to get hard 
again. 

Joan then said, he deserves a good paddling for being disobedient to me 
as well. " I disagreed, but was soon untied, and then bent over the back 
of an easy chair, with my hands on the seat, and my ankles  tied to the 
back legs.  Joan brought out a ping pong paddle, and said " I think 20 
strokes, and If you move, we start over". The first few of strokes were 
fairly light, but they stung on the welts from the belt. Then one was 
especially hard and I jerked upright and grabbed my ass with my hands. 
My wife pushed me back over the chair, While Joan  looped a rope around 
my neck, ran it under the chair, and tied it off to my balls. If I tried 
to stand up again, I would yank my balls off! 

She then started again, and then started having me say after each stroke 
" Thank you, I wanted you to do this to me" If she did not think it 
sounded like I meant it, that stroke didn’t count. I must have had fifty 
by the time she was done, and with my cock being rubbed slightly against 
the chair with each stroke, I was some where between begging to stop, 
and not wanting to. 

Some one started rubbing my ass with lotion, which helped the pain, and 
then started pressing something else into my ass. My ass hole started to 
stretch, as Quentin said "The first one was little, this one ought to 
open you up enough for the next treat: With a little jolt of pain, the 
first part popped into my ass, and the next section started stretching 
even more, and then again more popped into my ass, and another section 
was pressed against my strained anus. It felt like it was a series of 
three balls, each one larger than the last, on a stick. She started 
pumping this in and out, and after I got used to it the sensation 
started to stiffen my dick. Quentin helped this along by teasing me with 
her finger nails. Then abruptly she stopped.

She came around to the front of the chair, and asked me " do you 
remember saying you would have oral or anal sex with any one here?" "Yes 
" I replied  "Do you still want to? " she asked.  

Thinking we were about to get to some serious fucking, I said "yes" . 
She looked over my shoulder to the kitchen,  and said "OK girls get in 
here, " Joan and my Wife walked in with camcorder, " Joan said "We got 
all of that on tape"  

"Good" Quentin said, and then looked into the kitchen, and said "OK 
boys, he’s yours."  I started to jerk up, forgetting about the rope 
behind my neck, and damn near tore my balls off, as Nick, Joan’s 
husband,  and Tom, Quentin boyfriend walked into my line of sight, both 
naked and sporting hardons, the saliva still glistening  on them gave me 
a clue about what the girls had been up to in the kitchen.

Nick stepped  up in front of me and grabbed my hair, and Tom stepped 
behind me, but that, and the rest of the weekend, is another story.





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