Chapter Three

 It was after 10 before I woke up, started to stretch but thought better of it. My left arm and shoulder were sore, probably slept in a bad position or something. Then I remember. How many strokes had I delivered? Had to be in the hundreds. Yeah, I’m left handed in a right handed world. Then I realized I was alone.

Where was she? Why hadn’t she wakened me? Did I over do it so badly that she had left?

I rushed into the kitchen and breather a sigh of relief; there was a fresh pot of coffee. She was still here, good girl. I poured a cup and began exploring this old house.

I found her in the office on my computer looking through my picture collections. She was currently in the file I had labeled ‘Bottoms up’. Did I mention I like butts? There were about a thousand pictures in that file. Of course there are several other files such as ‘Rear Standing’, ‘Rear Close up’, you get the idea.

She hadn’t bothered to get dressed, her bare breast were in plain sight as she look up at me and grinned, "quite a collection but where are the whipping pictures, I’m sure you have some."

"Sure do but they are buried about six levels deep in hidden files on a secondary hard drive with a security code to keep nosey people from finding them. The grand kids just love to mess with this machine when they are here. That’s why there are so many games on it."

"Wow, no wonder I couldn’t find them."

"How long have you been trying?"

"I tried for about half an hour and gave up"

"Not to change the subject but how are you feeling today?

"Wonderful. I haven’t felt this good in ages. I’m so relaxed I can’t believe it."

"No regrets then?"

"Of course not. This is what I had dreamed of for years."

"Are there any bruises or sore muscles any where?"

"No, I’m fine. Quit worrying about it, I had a wonderful time." She stood up and did a little twirl display herself for inspection.  

There were still several pink areas but nothing serious that I could see. She seemed so happy and relaxed I decided to just give up on being concerned. I reached around her from the rear with my hand below her breast and began to nuzzle the back of her neck. She put her hands over mine and moved them up onto her breasts. This was beginning to create hard feeling again.

I lead her into the shower and we played in the water and with each other until we ran out of hot water. She proceeded to the kitchen while I changed the bed linen. After putting the linens in the washer I joined her for a breakfast of pancakes and eggs.

I was enjoying the sight of her pink tinted titties as I ate and became curious about her enjoyment of last night. Now I know different people are wired differently, but much of what she had received had to be very painful.  I know that if someone had treated me that way I would do my level best to inflict some serious bodily harm to them at the first opportunity. But her, she was happy as a lark, looking forward to what she had to know would be more of the same type of treatment. Viva la difference!

We chatted about this and that for most of the meal before I opened the subject of her condition. "Are you sure you feel okay, you don’t have any sore spots or anything?"

"Not a one just a little tender between the legs. You did a wonderful job of creating sensation without leaving long lasting after effects. I don’t know if I could take that every day but it was wonderful. That last orgasm while I was in sub space seemed to last half the night. I’m still horny today and ready for more."

Well, you are just going to have to wait. This old man has to recuperate a little bit first. How about a swim instead?"

"Sure."  She jumped up and ran for the door, "Last one in has to do the dishes."

I wasn’t about to try to catch her instead I cleared the table, loaded the dishwasher and ambled out side. She was lying on a float with her pink butt in plain sight. A few stripes were still showing but all in all not a lot of marks. I jumped close to her and put a nice red hand print on each cheek.

She wiggled her butt, "Is that the best you can do?"

"That’s all for now, just to keep the anticipation alive," I started doing laps to loosen my shoulder up a little.

We played in the water for over an hour. The shoulder had loosened up but her butt and back was showing signs of too much sun. I didn’t want to use sun block in the pool; it leaves an oily residue that is a bitch to clean off of the pool walls, floats and ladders.

We returned to the house and were just lounging around when I remembered the card that fellow, what was his name, had given me. I found my pants on the dresser in the bedroom and looked at the card.

Klaus Gerber, Financial Adviser and Consultant. It gave an address in Hamburg, Germany with a secondary address in New York City. Sounded like a stockbroker to me. This guy was out of my league. There was a hand written phone number on the back of the card.

I asked Sandy what she thought about this. She didn’t even remember seeing him. I guess she was occupied with other considerations at the time such as how to get in the van without showing her naked butt to the parking attendant.

I put my evilest grin on my face and said, "I think I’ll give him a call."

"Why would you do that?" I told her what I had observed about the girl that was with him at the restaurant and what I suspected along with the thumbs up he had given me.  

"Oh. It would be nice to have some one to talk to that enjoys the same activities I do. I’ve never told anyone about my desires except my husband and he doesn’t understand."

I made the call. He must have been sitting on the phone as it only rang one time. After the normal verification of identity was out of the way (I had to be sure this was the correct guy), We discussed our various interests all of which seemed to be attached to women. One thing lead to another and he agreed to meet us at the house before we all went out to dinner with the girls.

He arrived exactly at seven driving a black Mercedes. Ever the gentleman he opened the door for his companion. I was a little surprised at their clothes. I had expected the suit and tie type thing; instead he was dressed in a western style shirt, blue jeans and boots. Her attire was the same with a blue jean skirt. Everything looked brand new.

Sandy had gotten dressed for the first time today and looked good in a skirt and blouse. I was wearing the usual stuff I always wear; western shirt, jean cut dress slacks and boots. We looked like we were going to a rodeo instead of dinner.

I greeted them at the door and invited them in. They seated themselves on the couch as Sandy brought the coffee pot and cups in. I finally learned that the blonde girl was Kathy. From her appearance I figured her to be about thirty, give or take a year or two. She was from Virginia, just out side of DC and had been with Klaus for a couple years. Her admiration of him was evident. She was short, about five feet; there aren’t that many people shorter than I am so I was glad to see her. She was sitting very straight as she had been in the restaurant last night. Her waist was small, maybe eighteen inches at most. There had to be a corset holding her so straight. I hope Sandy was feeling neglected; I hadn’t put any of the gadgets on her yet.

Klaus broke the silence, "This is a much nicer home than it appears from out side. Much nicer." He was hinting at a tour of the place as near as I could figure.

"Thanks, would you like a look around?"

"Certainly. I have been to this country many times but never in Texas and never in a private home just hotels and offices."

He seemed to be impressed with my office for some reason although the king sized bed in the spare bedroom sparked interest as well. I walked down the hall past a closed door and he raised an eyebrow. Let he guess what was in there. The door wasn’t locked but I didn’t think he would enter without permission.

He inspected the master bedroom very closely; looking at the bedposts for rope marks and such. I finally got his attention and we entered the library. Again he inspected the room, not the books but the open beam ceiling where he found several eyebolts that were placed in inconspicuous locations about the room. He grinned and nodded his head.

"I knew I would find something like this. Wonderful." At least it sounded like wonderful but his accent seemed to slur the word. "Very good but what is in the room that you did not enter?"

"If you insist I will show you but it doesn’t have anything to do with BDSM." I led him back to my playroom. Yeah, that is what I call it because that is what I do there, play. Sometimes I just like to be alone and do my thing.

I swung the door wide open providing a view of a daybed. I stepped into the room and motioned for him to follow. As he looked around his mouth dropped open for as moment. "I see why you refer to this as your playroom. Very nice." My little secret is I like music. Not the noise that is so prevalent today but real music. I have a large organ in that room. No, not that kind; an electronic organ.

He looked at me, then back at the machine, "I never would have believed it, never." I grinned and just left it at that.

The girls were getting acquainted in the living room as we returned. I suggested that Sandy should finish her preparations before we went to dinner. She looked surprised that I thought a change was needed. I clasped her hand and helped her up from the couch, "Come on, I’ll help you get ready," and led her to the bedroom.

As soon as we were in the bed room she asked," What preparations are you talking about? I thought I was ready to go."

I explained that it wasn’t right for Kathy to be in strict bondage and for her to be totally uncontrolled. She told me that Kathy was indeed wearing a corset, just as I suspected, but also was equipped with a butt plug and a remote control vibrator.

I couldn’t match that but I could put Sandy in the same condition that had been so successful last night. I did a quick internal cleaning and installed the butt plug to the accompaniment of her grunts and wiggles. The crotch strap with the lovely little chain was added and since her skirt was knee length tonight I added a small weight to give it a little more intensity.

Her breasts were again wrapped with the Velcro straps and the ‘O’ rings installed on her nipples. "Now you can get dressed and we will go get something to eat."

As she pulled the skirt up, wiggling her butt to get it past her hips she gasped, "Oh my, oh my."

I asked what the problem was. "My clit is still sensitive and that chain is going to drive me crazy."

Wicked grin time, just what I wanted. That should at least equal the remote control vibrator Klaus was using on his playmate. My, my, are we competing here?

We decided to take the van for a couple of reasons; the restaurant would be crowded and the handicapped plate always provided a parking place. Besides there was no good reason to expose his new car to the parking lot dings that were more than likely. Actually the van and the plates were for my wife. When she was unable to walk I could haul her electric scooter around for her.

I drove to a nearby Bar-B-Que restaurant, as Klaus had never tasted Texas cooking. As we walked to the door I noticed Klaus had Kathy on his right arm and his left hand in his pocket. Every couple of steps she would hesitate about half a second. He was playing with the remote control.

Meanwhile Sandy was having a little trouble with every step she took and was getting wobblier as we approached the entrance. Luckily there was a line at the serving counter and she was able to stand still for a couple minutes before moving forward a step.

Kathy was not as lucky; Klaus could use the remote anytime walking or standing. It took a half hour to get up to the counter and by that time neither girl was coherent enough to order. Klaus and I just doubled our orders and hoped they liked it.

Carrying the trays to a table was a real break for Kathy as Klaus was using both hands to hold his tray. Sandy was a different story; she stopped about half way to the table and just looked lost. She was lost in her first orgasm of the night. Sure glad I had her drink on my tray or there would have been a mess.

She arrived at the table and just collapsed onto the chair, which produced a surprised look on her face. The chairs were plain wood, no upholstery and her fast descent had produced some interesting sensations as the plug was forced deeper and the chain rubbed her clit.   

Klaus was watched her reaction and raised a questioning eyebrow in my direction. With both hands in sight I displayed my evil grin. He would probably spend a lot of time trying to guess what was going on.

As we ate I discreetly guided the conversation to his line of work. He was more than willing to talk about it. It seemed he traveled all over the world looking for small but undervalued companies that could be boosted into the big time to reap fantastic profits. His latest discovery was a small local company with a fantastic break through in data storage capabilities that would not degrade over time. The company was well funded, undervalued and totally ignored by investors. The stock had fallen from a high of $10.00 at issue to twenty cents on the basis that the company had not produced a profitable product in five years.

"I think it will go past $100.00 as soon as the announcement is made," he said. "Everything is right for it to happen."

"When will that be?"

"The end of the week. I stand to made a large fortune, however I must share it with my financial backers but still it will be a good profit."

 That would be one hell of a profit. I would have to think about this but it would have to wait. The girls were finishing eating and fun time was approaching.

Klaus rediscovered his remote and proceeded to put it to work. Kathy jumped then shut her eyes and gritted her teeth as Klaus held the button down. She soon trembled and let out a gasp followed by a long sigh. One to one but who is counting.

We returned to the van without incident; sometimes it would be more fun to park farther from the entrances.

Klaus kept Kathy on the edge of insanity and always stopped just in time to prevent release. It was an interesting show to watch as I drove home.

The girls went directly to the living room to try to relax, Kathy from the vibrator and Sandy from that nice little chain. Klaus retrieved a large briefcase from the trunk of his car.

As he entered the room he said, "Out of the clothes." Kathy immediately stood and removed her boots, shirt and skirt. I want to tell you she was bound in a corset to could have made a horse look trim. I had thought the vibrator was a dildo type but it was a butterfly that sat directly on her clit. No wonder it had such a quick response time. I would have to invest in one of those. The base of a butt plug could also be seen protruding between her ass cheeks.

She also had many marks on her skin from her knees to her neck and probably more under the corset. Klaus spoke up, "I gave her a full body whipping today before you called. She is capable of much more play than I gave her." From what I could see I would think so. No blood, no abrasions, just marks on her lovely pale skin. He was my kind of sadist.

I turned to Sandy, "Your turn little girl."

She looked stunned but followed Kathy’s example and stood with her hands at her side. I watched as Klaus inspected her for a distance. "May I look closer?"

"Be my guest," was my snappy reply.

He approached her and discovered the ‘O’ rings. "Interesting." He noticed the Velcro but didn’t make a comment. The chain drew his attention with the little weight. He lifted it up, grinned and then dropped it. Sandy let out a gasp of surprise. "I never would have thought of that." He asked her to turn around and inspected her back.

"When was her last whipping if I might ask?"

‘Last night a few hours after we left the restaurant."

"Very nice job. No bruising or cuts. I would feel safe to let you whip my Kathy"

I thanked him for his confidence but suggested that we each stick to our own girl for the night. He understood and agreed. "Perhaps another time then."

I suggested that we go to the library, as it was the only room that could comfortably accommodate two couples in the activities that were about to begin. As I removed Sandy’s crotch strap and Velcro Klaus removed Kathy’s corset and butterfly. Each girl in turn visited the bathroom and had her plug removed. Kathy’s plug was a monster nearly three inches thick. A mighty big plug for such a small girl. Klaus explained that she loved big plugs and had much larger ones that were used from time to time. She also enjoyed anal fisting upon occasion.

I put cuffs on Sandy’s ankles and wrist as Klaus remove a set from his briefcase and did the same for Kathy. He also removed a collapsible spreader bar.

In the library Klaus suggested that we tie the girls wrists to the overhead beams, which was fine with me. He also suggested that we turn them to face each other with a strap around their waists to hold them together. I didn’t see the point, as Sandy was a good eight inches taller than Kathy but okay. Klaus compensated for much of the height difference by tying Kathy with her toes just barely touching the floor.

I picked up the rubber strap as Claus produced a leather paddle. I soon discovered the reason for the position. With each stroke one girl felt the sting while the other felt the effect of the impact. We soon developed a rhythm that had a strap or paddle landing every couple of seconds. We each also stimulated one cheek at a time; double the strokes, double the fun without double the danger of injury.

Soon both girls were moaning and twisting. Time for a break. I ran my hand over Sandy’s very warm butt. I got the lotion and began to massage her ass cheeks. Klaus watched for a couple minutes and began the same treatment to Kathy’s backside. "I wondered how you had been able to reduce the marks so quickly, now I know."

"That is only half of it," I said as I went to get a bowl of ice. He was pretty quick and started the ice massage right away. Kathy didn’t see it coming and screamed from surprise. Klaus laughed at her and threatened her with a gag.

With the massaging completed the girls were turned back to back and the waist strap was again fastened. Time for some titty play. Klaus was looking at Sandy’s ‘O’ rings on her nipples.

"They fit so snuggly how did you get them in place?" He asked.

"With a small suction device. I have a set of smaller rings that would fit Kathy is you want to use them."

He did want them. As he put them in place Kathy made a face but held still.

I got the small flogger and Klaus dug a small quirt out of his briefcase. We began with the same pattern that we had used on the pretty asses. Soon the skin was a bright pink and both girls were breathing heavily. Two additional strokes to each of Kathy’s nipples and the low scream began. I grabbed an ice cube in each hand and applied them to her nips, she jumped and screamed and then became silent. Klaus watched what I was doing and did the same with the same result. We both massaged a pair of breast with the lotion and ice and released the girls from the ceiling beam.

 Klaus clipped Kathy’s hand together behind her. I didn’t know what he was up to but it looked like a good idea so I did the same. He sat down in a chair and pulled her to him and forced her to kneel. He opened his fly to present her with a job opportunity, blowjob that is.

Okay I can do that, so I did. Sandy's attack on my cock was enthusiastic and wonderful. I just leaned back and enjoyed.

I felt a swim was in order to relax the girls and give me a little break in the action. I instructed Sandy to retrieve her butt plug. She wiggled her hands and I shook my head. No I wasn’t going to unfasten her hands, she needed to learn to accomplish minor tasks while bound. I enjoyed watching her twist and turn as she tried to grasp it without being able to see it. Lots of cute wiggles.

She finally succeeded and returned with it. I had her kneel with her butt towards me. "Very good. Now insert it." I had always made the insertion myself but she had to learn sometime. Again she wanted her hands released and again I told her, "No". 

After a couple minutes of fumbling around she had it in position and began to slowly push it against the reluctant opening. I put a little lube on it and watched as her butt hole began to relax and noticeable progress was made. As the thickest part began to stretch her opening. She moaned softly and wiggled her ass, what a sight. It soon slid in and she gave a long sigh of relief, turned towards me and grinned. Good girl. I relented and released her hands. As I was removing her cuffs Klaus sent Kathy to retrieve her plug also.

Now Kathy was a small girl and that plug looked much too big to fit. As she knelt in front of Klaus he applied some lube directly to her puckered portal and she was able to move the plug into position. The plug was shaped differently than most. It wasn’t tapered but rounded to the full diameter within about a half inch of the tip. It continued at full width to the base where there was a circular indentation for her sphincter muscle to settle in. She made a good effort to push it in but with her hands secured together behind her she wasn’t able to provide enough force to gain entry.

Klaus moved her to the coffee table and said," Sit." I was watching this little show closely; I knew it had to go in because it was in her earlier. She lowered herself toward the table, aligned the plug with the target and slowly began to descend. Her eyes were closed and her mouth open as little by little the entrance was made as she    moved from side to side. She screamed as the opening finally relinquished the battle and her ass cheeks made contact with the table. She raised her hands to indicate the plug was fully installed and sort of wiggled up and down on the plug. Amazing as it may seem, she actually had an orgasm from that plug. Two to one.

Klaus smiled at her as he removed her cuffs.

Klaus and I went into the bedroom to undress. He seemed a little hesitant. "I failed to bring a swim suit, may I borrow one of yours?" What was this, a bashful Dom?

I laughed at him, "I don’t allow suits in the pool. You will have to settle for you birthday suit." I never would have expected this type reaction from him in a million years. It was obvious he was extremely embarrassed. "Its no big deal just follow me."

I finished undressing as the girls entered. Klaus was caught with his pants half way off. There was a moment when I wasn’t sure if he was going to pull then back up or let then drop. His face was turning red, I hoped from embarrassment. He pulled the rest of his clothes of quickly and literally ran to the pool diving in immediately.

There was a little moonlight but not enough for clear vision so he thought he was safe for the moment. I let the girls go out then I just had to do it; I flipped the switch beside the door. Suddenly it was as bright as midday. The girls squealed, Klaus ducked underwater but immediately surfaced spitting and sputtering.

I left the light on long enough to watch those two pretty backsides wiggle until they entered the pool then turned it off.

As I entered the pool both girls were all over me, splashing and trying to duck me as retribution for the light trick. They didn’t have much luck though as the water was only about four feet deep where I was standing. I grabbed Sandy from behind reaching around to cup both breasts. She moaned and leaned back against me as I tormented her captive nipples. Remember the ‘O’ rings?

Kathy relented in splashing me and moved over to Klaus who was trying very hard to be inconspicuous. He put an arm around her and began to nuzzle the back of her neck. I think he will survive the ordeal quite well.

A lot of necking, petting and teasing later the girls were on the rear side of the pool quietly talking. I swam over to Klaus who was beginning to loosen up a little. "I apologize for my attitude. I did not realize I was going to be naked tonight," was his opening statement.

He told me a little about himself that was very personal. I saw that he was having a hard time trying to put the right words together so I waved him off and we got out of the water and sat by the side of the pool where I could watch the girls. No sense missing that.

We had a couple cigarettes, yes we both smoked and to hell with political correct, and I offered him a drink of his choice. Coffee was requested so I made a pot and returned to the pool with the cups.

He wanted to talk so I leaned back and listened. I have never learned anything new when my mouth was running.

During WWII his family had really taken a beating. All of his grand parents had been killed, either in the fighting or the bombing. His parents had survived only to die when he was three in a collision of ocean liners. His only surviving relative was an uncle that never married so he was sent to a monastery for education. They molded his thinking with their strict discipline. 

At the age of 25 he discovered that he was wealthy. When his parents died he was the only heir to a rather sizable fortune, most of which was in stock of the business his parents had owned. He also discovered his Uncle had been running the business. Until this time he had believed he was the only surviving member of his family.

He wasn’t interested in the business and continued to go his own way with a more than adequate income assured. He eventually became interested in investments.

He was unable to establish any kind of lasting relationship with women because of the puritanical teachings of the monastery. They had ingrained a feeling of sexual shame that was an over riding factor that defeated his every attempt.

Then he had met Kathy. She was the private secretary to the general manager of a customer’s operations. He had asked her to lunch but never made any advances due to his dismal history with the feminine gender. After a couple lunches she asked him point blank why he had not asked her for a date. He gave the old excuse lack of time. She told him that was bunk and to pick her up at six when she got off work.

Kathy was a submissive but she knew what she wanted also. She was the driving force in their relationship for the first two month as she slowly retrained his sexual attitudes. It was full speed ahead from then on. He still had some hang-ups but they were slowly falling by the wayside.

Quite a story. I thought back to the ocean liner collision. The only one that came to mind was the Andrea Doria. If my memory was correct that was in ’56, the year I graduated from high school. It was also the year I got married. Let me see, 1956 less 2003 would equal 47. Plus his age at that time would come out to 50. Damn he looked good for that age. I would have guesses early forties.

He was a couple inches taller than I am which would make him 5’ 8" or there abouts. Dark brown hair and steel gray eyes, and probably about the same weight, 170 pounds. He was in good shape. Of course I was in good shape; round is a good shape, right.

The girls were done chatting and had joined us at poolside. Their breasts were a nice shade of pink with nipples that were standing up asking for attention. Love those little rings. When they were dry from the warm breeze we returned to the house.

They both were recuffed and waiting for instructions within minutes. I took command of the activities by tying Sandy spread eagled on the bed. Klaus seated himself in the only chair in the room deciding to watch. He positioned Kathy on her knees beside the chair so that she would have a clear view of the proceeding but also have her ass within easy reach.

I began with the feather routine but only touched the sensitive areas. She was soon giggling and pulling on the ropes. Meanwhile Klaus was using a crop on Kathy’s back with very light strokes. Periodically he would reach over and pat her butt plug with his hand. She would reward him with wiggles and moans, mostly from the pats on the butt plug.

I had Sandy ready to scream and decided that was enough teasing and started to pay full attention to her clit. I gently pulled her hood back to expose that super sensitive little bud. She knew what was coming and began shaking her head. I looked at her with my evil grin in place and nodded my head as I softly brushed the feather over her lips. She arched completely off of the bed. Her clit was next and she exploded. Another stroke and she screamed falling back onto the bed. She lay panting for breath.

Kathy looked toward Klaus, "May I, please"

Klaus caught my eye, "Kathy would like to punish her also if she may."

Punish her how? I didn’t have a clue but it sounded interesting. I nodded.

Kathy jumped up from her kneeling position and climbed on the bed and kneeled between Sandy’s legs. She leaned forward and began to lick the inviting pussy in front of her. Sandy screamed again.

Klaus began to use the crop on Kathy’s upturned ass leaving bright red spots where it had landed. Okay, if that was the game, I retrieved my flogger and began to lightly stimulate Sandy’s breast. After several orgasms that all seemed to happen at the same time she passed out. I quit counting.

Klaus looked toward me, I shrugged my shoulders, "That is normal for her. She will be awake in a few minutes.

Kathy returns to Klaus’ side with a pout on her face. "What is your problem?" he asked.

"I hardly got started before it was over," she replied. "Can I do her some more when she wakes up, please?"

She had directed the question to me. A pretty girl requesting my permission to continue a very interesting performance, how could I refuse her?

I glanced at Klaus. He raises his hands, palms up to indicate it was up to me. Damn, I had never discussed such a possibility with Sandy. I could be in trouble with her already. Well, if that were the case a little more shouldn’t make it any worse. After all she hadn’t objected when Kathy got on the bed.

"Sure," I told her, "As soon as she wakes up" I grabbed my trusty flogger and after three medium stroke on her stomach her eyes flutter open. It took a couple minutes for her to focus on what had happened.

"I passed out again?  That was so intense I can’t even begin to describe it" 

"That’s a shame. Why don’t we do it again so that you will be able to remember?" Might as well go for it.

"I will probably pass out again."

"That’s okay, I know how to wake you up."

Kathy took that as permission to continue. She hopped on the bed and immediately began to slowly lick the outer lips as Sandy began to moan. Little by little Kathy became more aggressive with her tongue, moving ever close to the clit.

Sand began to tug on the ropes and thrust her mound up for more contact. Kathy obliged her and sucked the clit between her lips. An orgasm racked Sandy’s body for a full three minutes as Kathy leaned back and let her finish. As Sandy began to relax another quick lick on the clit started it all over again.

Kathy continued in this manner for a good thirty minutes, produce an orgasm, wait for it to pass then do it again. Sandy was covered with sweat and breathing with her mouth wide open. Finally Kathy continued the stimulation until Sandy passed out.

I released the ropes and rolled Sandy to one side of the bed to let her recover naturally as Kathy looked very pleased with herself. Klaus noticed the smirk on her face and decided to remove it.

"Get up on the bed and lay in the same position," He ordered. As she complied He began to tie her in position.

"Sure," I was going to enjoy watching this. As it turned out she wasn’t that ticklish except for her belly button. Perhaps Klaus was using too much pressure on the feather.

Sandy began to stir and I brought her a glass of water, which she drank, in one big gulp. I refilled the glass and she drank half of it.

"Are you okay?"

"Yes, I think so. That was horrible and magnificent at the same time. Every touch of my clit shot through me like a bolt of lightning and the orgasms were fantastic. I’m still throbbing."

She saw Kathy on the bed and watched Klaus try to get a reaction from the feather. It just wasn’t working until he pulled her hood back and brushed her clit. She jumped and screamed.

"We will have none of that," Klaus stated. He produced a gag from his briefcase and held it up for her to see. She shook her head. I didn’t blame her; it was a penis gag big enough to choke a horse. Klaus proceeded to strap it on her. "Now she will be very quiet."   

 "Do I get equal time?" Sandy asked.

"Only if you want it," Klaus replied.

"I want it," she replied without hesitation.

Now this was a complete surprise to me. We had never discussed anything like this in our correspondence. We live and learn.

As Sandy< got in position to deliver some punishing licks with her tongue Klaus borrowed my flogger to deliver some lick of his own. Sandy began on the outer lips until Kathy began to buck. She attacked her clit with enthusiasm.

Meanwhile Klaus was delivering light strokes to Kathy’s tits. As she moaned in her orgasm I decided to get in on the act myself. I got the rubber strap and began to brighten the color of Sandy’s cheeks.

Soon Kathy was experiencing one orgasm after another, each one stronger and sooner than the one before it. As her orgasms became continuous Sandy continued to stimulate her.

All at once Kathy’s reactions just stopped. Her eyes were open but she did not respond to anything, not the flogger on her breast or the hard pinch Klaus gave to her nipples. She was in sensory overload. 

Klaus untied her as Sandy leaned back, "Now we are even." Women can be bitches sometimes, especially to other women.

Klaus picked her up, "Good night my friends," and headed for the spare bedroom.

Sandy looked kind of dazed, "Gee, that was fun."

I grabbed her and fondled her breasts leading her to the shower. After a good soaking I replaced the bed linens, put her on her back with her hands tied to the headboard, "You know this part, spread your legs and keep them spread. She follows instruction beautifully. I was betting she couldn’t keep them open though.

The first stoke of the flogger on her pussy her legs snapped shut as she moaned. What a shame, that meant I would have to start the count over. I had decided that ten was a nice even number but now it would be at least eleven. Of course Sandy had no idea of the number to come.

Each stroke produced an ever increasing moan. As the moan began to become a scream I stopped. The count was fifteen with five more to go. I climbed on the bed at my age I don’t jump on the bed I climb. Without any preliminaries I entered her as she rose to meet my thrust. Sandy came on the second stroke and all too soon I came also. I pulled the rings off of her nipples and that set her off again. I moved up beside her and nuzzled the back of her neck, told her good night and was out like a light.