I woke up to find Sandy missing again, stumbled to the bathroom to take care of important things first. Next on my permanent list of things to do in the morning was find a cup of coffee and the best place to look would be the kitchen. Down the stairs and into the kitchen to find everybody else was already there. I made a sound that was intended to be, "Hi," but sounded more like a grunt.
The coffee pot was almost full so I filled a cup and looked around for a chair in that big country kitchen. Sandy made room for me beside her. The first sip of coffee seemed to brighten the day as I slowly revived; I hate to sleep that hard.
I noticed that everybody wasn’t there; Robert was missing. Susan was stirring something in a big pan on the stove and there was something else in the oven.
Klaus and Kathy were having a private conversation; Doug and Nancy were giggling and laughing together. Sandy leaned over and kissed me on the cheek, I patted her on the arm. After a couple cups of coffee I would probably feel like doing a little more than that.
Robert came in; I had thought he had left to do a little tour of the property but no; he was firing up the grill to fix some steaks. That though reminded my stomach that it had been a long time since I had consumed a full meal and it began to growl in protest.
Sandy asked, "Is it ready yet?" He nodded and she got up and removed a package of steaks from the fridge. He pecked her on the forehead and went back outside.
Within minutes the steaks were ready, Sandy removed a large tray from the oven that was covered with baked potatoes. Susan removed the pan from the stove and started towards the door. Doug jumped up and held the door open for her and Sandy.
Nancy gathered up silverware while Doug and I brought paper plates, glasses, soda pop, iced tea and paper towels.
It was a little cool but nice outside about 75 degrees with bright sunshine. We sat down at the table and began to fill our plates; the girls had arranged to all be on the same side of the table again. I think they liked the attention those pretty tities received. Robert was the last to fill his plate as he was watching all of the nice breasts bob and sway as the steaks, potatoes and the pan of beans were passed back and forth.
Everyone was hungry after the long night and there was little conversation but everyone was in a good mood. My coffee cup was empty so was the pot so I went inside to correct the problem and Doug followed me inside. He wanted to talk to me since I had helped him get started with Susan he seemed to feel I would be open to him. Klaus and Robert were cordial but hadn’t made any effort to befriend him. He was feeling a little out of place.
As we chatted I discovered he was actually 21 and a junior in college and on a study course that could be very useful to The Project. His major was horticulture and he was at the top of his class, which was no mean feat as he was on a football scholarship as well. His father had died several years ago and a scholarship was the only was he could get an education so his grades had to be good.
His main concern was the other guys. He felt that they were ignoring him, which they were. I tried to explain that it was that oversize tool he had that intimidated them.
He became self conscious and I was afraid he would drop the subject, "It just grew that way, honest. I’ve had several girls refuse to even talk to me because of it. The other guys on the team raze me all the time and I think they told their girl friends. Nancy was the only one that was brave enough to go out with me." He did admit that he had several offers after he and Nancy had managed to make it fit. She must have spread the word also.
I had to grin a little bit; if the girls in my school so long ago had discussed me at all it would have been for the opposite reason. Actually I wasn’t that interested in girls at that time in my life, it came a few months after I graduated from high school.
I told him what I was thinking and he couldn’t believe it, "I would give anything to have one that size. At least I could get a complete blow job and it would be out of the way when I wasn’t using it."
We both laughed at that one. He was a good kid but too self conscious to be comfortable right now. I tried to explain that those other guys were jealous of him and that they actually were intimidated. "Just be friendly, tease the girls a little bit and just enjoy yourself and everything will come around."
He wanted to talk about my PA but I told him we could do that later as we had been gone from the group long enough. I poured a cup of coffee and we went back out side to find that the conversation stopped as soon as I opened the door. I sat down at the table, looked around at everyone and said, "So you were all talking about me while I was gone." There were a couple nervous giggles.
Kathy, as usual had something to say, "We weren’t talking about you, we were discussing that God-awful big thing that Doug has."
I had figured that, "Well let’s hear it then; is it good or bad? Two of you girls have managed to accommodate it without any noticeable trauma. What do you and Sandy think of it?"
Kathy thought for a couple seconds, "I think it looks great actually but I would be concerned that I would be stretched to the point that anything smaller would be unsatisfactory after that."
Sandy thought the same. Time for a little class in anatomy. "There are a set of muscles that run from the tailbone in your lower back to the public bone under you clit or pretty close to it anyway. These muscles are designed to control you butt hole and vagina. They can be strengthened with what are called Kagel exercises to accommodate various sized objects. Permanent stretching is possible but can be overcome to a great extent by simply puckering up repeatedly whenever you have a chance. Its not noticeable to anyone else so it can be done anytime and any place."
Sandy look surprised, "Does that really work?"
"Yep it works, in fact most doctors that really care about their patients will suggest this after childbirth to help everything return to normal."
Nancy finally entered the discussion, "Yes he is big but he is gentle and caring. As far as stretching is concerned I use that exercise all the time. Last night is the first time I have ever been penetrated by anyone but Doug but I enjoyed it. Don’t misunderstand me, Robert has a nice cock but it isn’t as big as Doug’s but it felt so good; it felt like I was filled just as it does with Doug but that ring was something else."
Doug couldn’t keep quiet, "What about the ring?" A little insecurity there?
"I loved it; it felt so good moving around inside of me."
"I guess I will have to get one then," Doug’s stated.
The girls giggled as the guys sat silently. Sandy added that she liked my ring also. It then became a chorus of approval for the rings even though mine was a horseshoe I didn’t bother to correct them.
Doug finally broke the silence by asking," Where can I get one?"
I told him about the shop I had visited but added, "You had better wait until football is over for the season. You don’t want it banged around before it is completely healed."
Klaus was shaking his head, "Not me, unh huh, no way. As you can see, I’m not cut and I don’t want something like that inside my foreskin."
Kathy giggled, "We can cut that off with a set of pinking shears that will leave a nice zig zag pattern."
Klaus grimaced, "I don’t think so."
Everyone laughed except Doug, "I have the same situation. Does it have to be removed?"
"No, it can be done without removing the foreskin and for you that would probably be the thing to do if you are sure that is what you want. The foreskin would cover the ring so that the guys in the locker room wouldn’t have to know about it." With all the questions they had I was glad I had researched the subject pretty well.
Time to clear the table and get everything put away. As I was collecting the last of the silverware Kathy came over to me and asked to talk. Sure, I was convinced she would want an explanation sooner or later.
"I’m still shaky today, that was the greatest orgasm I have ever experienced. What did you do to cause it? I was so far gone that all I remember is that you were playing with my butt hole."
"That’s right I was teasing it and you kept trying to get more penetration, more stretching. The only way I could do that was with my whole hand. So that is what I did, I put my whole hand in your ass and moved it around some. I opened the second sphincter muscle that is about six inches in with a finger. Between that and the additional pressure on the "G" spot, you had a fantastic orgasm."
"Do you think it will happen again?"
"Sure if all the circumstances are right."
"Can you teach Klaus what to do?"
"I will talk with him, if he want instructions I will help him. You do understand that you will be the test subject?"
"I’m looking forward to it." Another potential problem solved.
Robert and Susan were getting ready to go and looking for all of their clothes. I caught up with Robert and we went into one of the bedrooms. He had been much to quiet since last night. Something was bothering him. Better to handle any problem as soon as possible before it got out of hand so I asked a point blank question.
"What’s bothering you Robert. Is there a problem?"
He just stood there for a full two minutes before answering, "Yes there is. I never though I was jealous until last night when I saw someone else making love to my wife. I am really concerned because she was enjoying it so much."
You just never know what to expect; I had pegged Robert as solid as they come; confident and assured at all times. "Would it bother you if she played tennis with someone else, a male someone else?"
"Of course not, that is entirely different."
"Not really; both activities are used for personal pleasure, the only variation is the type of activity. She is still your wife and that isn’t going to change because of last night. Remember the good time you had with Nancy. Do you regret the fun both of you had? Of course not and she is still going with Doug. Susan had fun also; is it wrong for her to enjoy the activities? Is it okay for you to play but not for her?
"Think about these questions; discuss it with Susan openly. Let her know what you are feeling. Perhaps the two of you would prefer to stay together as we all did at the party a couple months ago. That is okay too if that is what you decide. Remember, the theme of this place is to be free of as many social restrictions as possible and to enjoy the freedom it can provided to the fullest possible extent."
He looked at me, nodded his head and shook my hand. "Thanks, I needed someone to understand my feelings. I appreciate your understanding and I will think about it all night as I’m on patrol."
Doug and Nancy were leaving also to visit Paul and Tammy for the afternoon.
Klaus was recovering nicely now and was his usual cheerful self again. We went outside for a smoke and discussed the nighttime activities. Eventually we got around to what had happened to Kathy. When I described what I had done he was amazed. He had always thought she had just enjoyed the stretching and the full feeling, he had no idea what promise that area provided.
He wanted to know why I knew so much about such thing as my profession did not include anatomy. "Its just a matter of following a question until you discover the answer. With my mechanical background I want to know how things work and more important, why they work. I do a lot of reading, it used to be books but since the net it is surfing. I can find information on subject that are seldom discussed in books."
Klaus said he wanted to use the basement to try out his newly acquired knowledge. Fine with me, I wasn’t up to that just yet.
Sandy and I got in the van to do a little patrolling; I was always a little uneasy when Robert was working for the sheriff. I drove slowly through the property, not really expecting to find anything wrong. Sandy and I chatted about little things of no consequence. As we passed one of the new homes I noticed a young couple just stepping out of their house. The woman seemed to be standing very straight with her chest out as the man closed the door behind them. They were both as naked as we were. As they walked toward the street I noticed that she was gagged and her breasts were bound, she wore a wide leather collar that prevented looking toward the ground. He was leading her with a silver chain attached to the collar. Her arms were tightly bound in a single sleeve that ended in a leather strap that ran between her legs and through her pussy to a belt fastened tightly around her waist.
She followed him without showing any resistance to her restrictions. I grinned as Sandy stared at them. I decided to tease her a little, "Would you like to stop and say ‘Hello’ to the nice people?"
"Oh my goodness no," Was her reply as she slid down in the seat as far as she could.
The man had noticed us by then and waved as if he knew me. He looked somewhat familiar but I couldn’t attach a name to him. He dropped the leash and the woman stopped. As he ambled over to the passenger side of the van Sandy decided she might as well sit up. He glanced at her and said, "Hi, I’m Mac and this," as he pointed to the woman, "is Debby." She did a slight nod of her head.
I introduced Sandy and myself. I explained that I was doing the security patrol and just driving around. He was glad for the security as it permitted what he was doing now. He said he was taking her for a walk for the next hour or so and asked if we would like to join them. I declined but said that I would probably see them again.
I drove on, not wishing to become involved in another party just yet.
Sandy was full of questions as we move away from them," Why would he do that to her?"
"I suspect that she enjoys it. Remember, all the people inside the fence this week have been screened and tested. Any Dom with a history of abuse has been denied entrance. Any sub that feels she is being abused cannot enter. Any serious arrest record will keep people out. Any drug or alcohol related arrests are considered serious also as it indicates a lack of control. We do admit singles, both male and female but they must form groups of four to occupy one of the new homes."
"I didn’t want a lecture I was just making a comment. I thought she looked very uncomfortable."
I just grinned at her, which didn’t help her attitude a bit. Worrying about vanilla hubby had to be at the front of her thoughts. I reached over and patted her on the leg.
"I know you have a lot on your mind right now and I apologize for the lecture. It’s just that you aren’t familiar with the full program yet and I’ll try to make you aware of it a little at a time."
She got out of her seat to be able to kiss me on the cheek. Gee, all was forgiven. We drove by an open grassy area that was scheduled to become a park. There were about fifty people sitting on the ground watching a touch football game. I pulled over to watch the fun.
Almost everyone was nude, enjoying the wonderful weather that was soon to become too chilly for this type of activity. Sandy and I left the van to join the spectators.
The first observation I made was the total lack of false modesty; everyone was relaxed and open. No one was in an uncomfortable position trying to hide something or other. There was evidence of play, pink butts and beasts and criss-cross marks could be seen on some backs and shoulders. There were a few chastity belts and cock cages also but none of this seemed to detract from their enjoyment. There were people of every size and description, from late teens to retirement age, big, small, tall, and short.
The players were completely nude also. The two teams were not equal, ten players on one team and only eight on the other. I figured that was to even things out as it was the guys against the girls and as you guessed the girls had the most players.
I asked a girl sitting close by what the score was, "There hasn’t been any scoring yet."
"I guess they just started then?"
"No, they have been playing for almost an hour."
I began to pay attention to the game; it didn’t seem to follow any rules I had ever heard of. It seemed an open-handed smack on the butt was considered a tackle. Since the girls had the ball there were a few nice handprints showing.
When possession changed so did the rules. To tackle the guys a girl had to catch him by his cock. For some reason they got caught a lot.
When one of the girls was penalized she had to give a 30 second blowjob to the opposing quarterback. There was a lot of competition for that position and the penalty never seemed to end on time. The same situation applied with the guys, 30 seconds of licking the quarterback’s clit. This often resulting in the need to replace the quarterback, as she would have trouble standing.
There were lots of hoots and hollers as the play continued, replacement players were constantly running on and off the field. I looked like most of the people there would get a chance to play before the game would be over.
We watched the game and the people for some time but as the sun descended the temperature began to dip. We returned to the van and continued through the property and ended up back at the house.
Klaus and Kathy were sitting at the kitchen table drinking coffee. I poured a couple cups of it and handed on to Sandy as we sat down. Klaus was in a cheerful mood and wanted to talk. Kathy looked dopey but content with many fresh marks as evidence of their play.
Sandy excused herself, as she needed to use the bathroom. I suggested that she do a good cleaning while she was there. She made a face at me as she turned to leave.
Klaus couldn’t wait to tell me the good news, "You were right, it really worked."
"Good, did she enjoy it this time also?"
Kathy mumbled, "It was woooondeeerfuuul."
Klaus commented, "My hands are a little larger than yours so it took a bit of stretching. When she came she squirted all over everything and continued to orgasm for almost a half hour before passing out. When she woke up I did the same things again until she entered sub space.
"I turned her over on her back and whipped her titties until she was able to respond a little bit. Just three strokes between her legs and she came again. That was when I entered her."
"Wow, I’ll bet that back door is a little sore about now."
"Uhhh," was the only answer she offered.
"I put her three inch plug in to help hold her open for now. Tomorrow I think I will do it again."
Sandy returned looking freshly scrubbed and chipper with her cuffs in place. I patted her on the butt as she stood beside my chair, "Ready for some fun?"
"Sure any time you are." We headed for the basement.
I put her on the adjustable table but did not restrain her. She would have to hold position on her own this time. I picked up my favorite rubber strap and began to spank her left ass cheek, five strokes and moved to the other side to deliver five more. She was wiggling by then but still in position. I continued until a total of fifty strokes had been delivered and received. She was moaning and gave an occasion yelp.
I felt her ass cheeks to check for heat. Yep they were properly warmed up. A lotion rubdown soothed her now tender butt and provided a good reason to dribble a little lotion in her ass crack. As I massaged that little brown spot she pushed her butt up to meet my hand. I inserted a finger slowly as she moaned and continued to raise her butt. I picked up her original one inch butt plug and slowly began to insert it. I was meeting a little resistance as she had been without a plug for several days. As I applied a little pressure I smacked her on the ass with the strap. Each time she moved it entered a little further. Within five minutes it was fully in place.
"How does it feel," I asked?
"Like a monster. The two inch one didn’t feel this big."
I laughed, "That is what you get for leaving it out so long. Now turn over and I’m going to give your breasts a massage."
"Massage, right. With what, the flogger?" She was right the first time.
I used my standard pattern of five to each side until twenty had been applied. I gave her a break by tickling her belly button with a feather until she wasn’t able to hold position. Of course I had to punish her for that, another twenty on the tits. After the third set of twenty those nicely rounded globes were bright pink and her moans were almost constant. Better stop before bruising took place. A nice lotion massage and she was ready for the next step.
"Now spread your legs wide; let them hang over the sides of the table."
"I suppose you're going to whip my pussy now?"
"My my, how did you guess?" My evil grin was now in place.
I laid several rather light strokes on the inside of each thigh, which developed into beautiful parallel strips of pink. Without further warning I aimed a gentle stroke directly on her pussy. She moaned and her legs trembled but she held the position. Two more about ten seconds apart and each a little harder than the last. Her low scream was starting, time for a break.
I slowly coated two fingers with lube and gently inserted them in her now wet pussy and I bent them slightly upward toward the inside of her clit. I began to slowly massage the area about two knuckle lengths inside her. The low scream faded and was replace by moans as her mound began to rise from the table. She soon was humping my fingers and moaning continuously. I bent down and pulled her clit between my lips and flipped my tongue back and forth over it. She came so hard that I thought she was going to hurt herself as she arched up from the table.
I continued to stimulate her as her orgasm continued and grew stronger. With a final scream she sprayed my chest and became silent. Even though she had passed out I kissed her.
I wiped my hands and chest on a towel and sat down opening a Coke as I waited for her to recover. Klaus came down the stairs to see what I had done to create so much noise.
I grinned at him, "Just the normal female reaction to excessive stimulation."
It was twenty minutes before she began to stir. I helped her down from the table and into a chair handing her a Coke also. She just sat there for another ten minutes before taking a sip of the Coke and looking at me. "How do you always manage to do that to me, and always a little differently? Thanks for the kiss too."
"I thought you were passed out."
"No, just too fully relaxed to move. Everything was going in slow motion and looked fuzzy though."
"Now that you are more or less awake do you want to work on the butt plug or let that wait until tomorrow?"
"I would like to wait and give that poor little hole some time to adjust."
"In that case you need to come over here and give my poor little neglected tool a nice long slobbery kiss."
She giggled, "Right here in front of Klaus?"
"Sure, in fact he might like a little attention too."
Klaus held up his hands in surrender, "I have had enough for today, have pity on an old man." Who was he kidding; I’m fifteen years older than him.
Sandy knelt in front of me and giggled, "I think it’s trying to hide; it has shrunk so much I’m not sure if it will ever grow again."
Klaus was trying not to laugh and making more noise that if he had just let it out.
A smarty pants subbie and a comedian. The things I have to put up with for the sake of The Project.
When Klaus stopped choking I asked, "Do you have another of those three inch plugs; I think I know someone that just asked for one of them?"
Sandy was still giggling but managed to say, "Never mind, I found it."
Klaus was now openly laughing; I didn’t think it was all that funny myself. He stood up, slapped Sandy on the ass; "I’m going back upstairs where I can relax without laughing so much that my stomach hurts."
Sandy was still giggling, "It was hiding under your belly."
There had to be a good reason for some penalties in all of this somewhere. "That is all your fault. I have told you before that blow job is just a figure of speech, your are supposed to be sucking."
She giggled some more as she bent to her task. She slowly ran her front teeth gently back and forth across the ring creating fantastic vibrations in the head of my cock. "Oh, here it is. He is coming out to play now."
Funny! Within a minute he was at full attention, all six and a half inches of him. I know for sure that doesn’t match up very well with Doug’s knee banger but I’m kind of attached to it just the same.
She was beginning to slide her lips up and down slowly, intentionally letting the ring bounce against her teeth. I could only take so much of that and held her head still for a couple seconds then slowly pushed it down on my cock.
She almost made it all the way but began to gag with about half an inch to go. I released her and she rose up a little then tried again. She kept trying until she finally made it. She looked up at me proudly and shook her head from side to side. That did it, I ejaculated immediately. She had a little trouble handling the flow with my cock that far down her throat but she never lost a drop. Good girl.
She continued to hold it deep in her throat as she moved her head from side to side. It was a fantastic feeling but almost too much. I lifter her head up, bent over and kissed her full on the mouth. As we both stood up I kissed her again.
We went up stairs to join Klaus and Kathy to find them in the living room watching TV. Kathy glanced our way and began to point and laugh; my equipment was still at the ready. Klaus looked a little embarrassed; he had undoubtedly told her what Sandy had done.
I grabbed it and shook it at her, "It was all camouflage he was just waiting for the right moments to jump up and scare everybody."
As they say in show business, "Always leave ‘em laughing." I took Sandy by the hand and headed upstairs for a shower. We showered together and as usual some parts were washed many more times than others.
We got in bed and cuddled for a while. As I turned out the light she asked, "You weren’t serious about a three inch plug were you?"
"Naw, I think a two and a half incher should be about right."
She slapped me on the ass so I thumped her butt plug a couple times and we drifted off to sleep.
I slowly woke up to discover Sandy was still in bed but not asleep. She was busily sliding her teeth across my PA ring. The little man was showing his appreciation by coming to attention.
She looked up at me, "Hi, I thought I could use some more practice."
I rolled her over on top of me and locked my arms around her back. I didn’t want her to be able to move enough to hit my nose with her butt plug; that had happened before and kind of breaks the mood.
I went right to the center of the problem and tickled her clit with my tongue. She moaned with delight; which sent nice vibrations to all the right places. She really was practicing and she was getting better, much better in fact.
I continued to tease that little bud as I reached her breast with one hand and began to pinch her nipple, another moan and more vibrations. I pinched a little harder and she came, hard. She swallowed the little man completely and I couldn’t hold back any longer. She didn’t gag this time and swallowed quickly. The movement of her throat muscles added a new dimension to the sensations.
As she turned around to face me we kissed and hugged before getting out of bed. We wouldn’t need a morning shower; we were both licked clean.
We went downstairs to discover Klaus and Kathy were still asleep. I made a pot of coffee while Sandy scrambled some eggs and started the toast. I put the silverware on the table along with the butter and jelly for the toast just as the toaster popped up.
While I was buttering the toast Kathy came into the kitchen all bubbly and cheerful. "Hi you two. What’s to eat?"
I decided to let that one pass and answered, "The scrambled eggs and toast will be ready in a minute."
Klaus came stumbling in still about half asleep. Kathy poured two cups of coffee and brought them to the table as Sandy began filling the plates with scrabbled eggs.
Kathy transferred the plates to the table as I retrieved four more slices of toast and began to butter them. We all got seated and began a chatty breakfast.
Sandy wanted to talk about the game we had watched and Kathy was listening to every word. Klaus seemed preoccupied and was just picking at the food.
"What’s bothering you?"
"I was just thinking about the electric cost. The bill to the project was over $50,000.00 last month. That seems way too high when you considered that the residential bills are not included. I wonder if it would be more economical to set up our own generating facilities. Perhaps something that could utilize local resources."
"I know what you mean and I have badgered the electric company into the lowest rates possible, even the residential rates have been reduced. Generating our own power could be the answer but I don’t think a standard steam operated plant is practical; way too expensive and too many EPA restrictions to be efficient for what fuel we have available. I would be more inclined to think in terms of solar panels but it would take a lot of them to produce enough energy to supply the entire project."
"I guess I misstated my thoughts; I was thinking solar also. Remember, we are major stockholders in a company that manufactures the best there is available. Why don’t you pursue that idea?"
"I have thought about it but a quick calculation indicates it would take at least four hundred acres of panels to get the job done. We don’t have that kind of available space if we are going to be able to keep up the story of farm research."
Klaus thought for a moment, "There are still a lot of for sale signs on Boundary Road South. Perhaps we could get another couple sections to put it on."
That was just what I had been thinking but I wanted him to broach the subject. This would solve another looming problem; how to handle people with kids. "I’ll check into that but I think you should be the one to negotiate with the solar company."
He agreed, and began to eat. Glad that was settled. The kids had been a concern from the start and we had turned down some very good applicants because of it. Separating the housing with the woods was not going to be good enough.
We didn’t have anything planned for the day so we decided to just drive through the property and look around. The temperature was in the upper 60s but the day was young and it would reach a high near eighty.
Again we took the van; this time because it was less conspicuous that the big Mercedes. People were used to that old van and didn’t pay any attention to it now. Klaus and I were in the front discussing various parts of The Project while the girls were on the center seats shivering and complaining because the heater wasn’t warm enough yet. They should have been glad the seats were cloth rather than leather.
The clock in the dash showed 10:30 so I expected to see a few people out and about and wasn’t disappointed. We came upon two couples, each walking arm in arm on the side of the road. It appeared they were fully dressed as we approached them from the rear.
One of the girls heard the van approaching and looked over her shoulder at it. It was Connie and I would bet that she was walking with Michael. The other girl looked also, yep, it was Brenda.
They waved and motioned for us to stop. I pulled alongside them to discover there were a few modifications to the clothing. Both girls had cutouts in their shirts that let their nipples be uncovered. Brenda’s nipples were pierced and there was a gold chain attached to them and that moved nicely as she walked.
We took a minute to get the introductions out of the way.
Bob’s nipple rings were also exposed and there was a weight attached to each of them that would swing with each step. The crotch of his pants was also missing and the cock cage he wore was in plain sight. There was a heavy weight attached to the cage.
Michael’s pants were also crotchless but he had a formfitting aluminum plate strapped over the area. Two holes in the plate permitted his cock and balls to protrude. Two small leather straps pulled very tight held his cock to the plate. A small bungee cord was hooked to the ring behind the head of his cock and ran to a ring in his collar. It looked as if there was considerable tension on it from the way the cock was pulled. His balls were separated and tightly wrapped with twine. A bungee cord ran from each ball to ankle cuffs. They would pull in different directions as he walked. They were almost half a mile from the house so this had been going on for some time. None of this seemed to bother the men, as they were cheerful and talkative. To each his/her own.
Connie invited all of us to dinner Monday evening and suggested that a little play might be in order if we were interested.
I accepted the invitation and pointed out that with us the girls were the subs. Connie kind of giggled, "I know but maybe they would like to play with our toys and we could watch, besides Brenda and I can switch if the chemistry is right. See you tomorrow evening."
As they continued their walk it was obvious the guys were somewhat restricted. They were walking very slowly.
Kathy was the first to speak as usual, "Now I might like that, at least I could watch the fun."
Sandy was less eager, "I don’t know if I like the idea. Men are supposed to be in charge."
Klaus chimed in, "Right us men are in charge." Kathy punched him. "Ouch, well at least we are in charge some of the time."
Sandy was still thinking about it, "How could those guys stand that? It had to hurt something awful."
I had to answer this one, "How can you stand to have your pussy flogged?"
"That’s different."
"Why is it different? It still hurts doesn’t it?"
"Yes but it turns me on also."
I laughed, "You need to think about what you have said. Do you think they would permit that if it didn’t turn them on, and they are permitting it. They could easily overpower the girls if they wanted to."
She was suddenly deep in thought.
I pulled up to the Security office; both Bill and Robert were there. We left the girls in the van went onto the office. Robert was still in his sheriff’s uniform. Bill was sitting behind the desk as usual.
After the greeting Robert said he had some interesting information for me. "That guy Jackson that I arrested the other day was kicking up a big fuss at the county jail. He swears his wife is here at The Project and that his arrest was a setup. He was screaming bloody murder that we couldn’t hold him without charging him."
"Sounds like he could be trouble."
"The sheriff thought so too, he called the local JP to arraign him and set bail. The JP was pissed about having his weekend interrupted. He charged him with DUI, disturbing the peace, public intoxication and attacking a officer of the law with the intent of bodily harm."
"That should make him think a little bit."
"What will really make him think is the $1,000,000.00 bail that was set."
I whistled on that one, "Why so much?"
"As I said the JP was pissed. He knows that as soon as Jackson gets a lawyer the bail will be dropped to about $100,000.00 which is reasonable."
"At least he will be out of circulation for a few weeks."
"Probably more like a few years. This is his third DUI in less than six months. The other two haven’t even gone to trial yet and one of them also includes resisting arrest."
It was becoming clear to me that Sandy hadn’t been telling me the full story. She hadn’t mentioned ether of the arrests however she did say he was drinking.
Robert continued his story, "The JP wanted to see me after Jackson was returned to his cell. He was curious as to why I was in that area at that time. I explained that I worked for The Project as a security guard also and had caught him trying to get into the compound but was unable to follow through due to my shift schedule. Then he wanted to know why The Project needed security. I told him it was to protect all the equipment and materials that were there during the construction phase."
Robert was stroking his chin in thought, "For some reason I get the feeling he is way to suspicious of what is happening here. He asked me three separate times if Jackson’s wife was here. Each time I told him I did not know Jackson’s wife."
"Yes you do know her, you just didn’t know her last name. However you didn’t know she was here at the time this took place. Sandy’s last name is Jackson."
He was stunned. ‘I’m sure glad I didn’t know that last night."
I thought for a minute or two, "When Jerry goes to the jail to check him out I wonder if he could see the JP also. It would be nice to get a professional opinion of the guy. By the way, give me a quick descriptions of him."
"His name is Jonathan Berkley. He is married with a couple small kids. He is about 28 or 29 years old. Most of the time he is a pretty decent guy. He has an office in the courthouse and will be there in the morning after 9. The Berkley family used to own most of this county and still controls a lot of the politics."
I had run across the Berkley name several times in the last few months and was aware of their influence. "Let’s leave it at that for now until we can get some reports from Jerry."
Klaus and I left the office and stood outside to discuss this away from the girls. We decided to leave it alone and not tell Sandy unless she asked about him and then only that he was awaiting trial.
I continued to drive around in what looked like a random pattern however I was now near Jerry’s house. I called him on the cell phone I keep in the van, he answered on the first ring. After introductions I asked if he was alone.
"No, my wife is with me and another couple from the school."
"Are you dressed?"
"No, we are all nude, why do you ask?"
"I need to talk with you and I’m about a block away right now."
"I’ll get dressed then."
"No, no need. I’m nude and didn’t want to cause any embarrassment for you."
"In that case come on."
I pulled up in front of the house, got out and walked up to the door as if I were wearing a tux. Now, that is pretty hard to do but I felt it was necessary; there were several occupied houses within sight and someone was sure to be looking out a window. I wanted to appear as if this was completely normal.
Jerry had the door open before I arrived. He led me to the dining room and handed he a cup of coffee. I got right to the point and laid out what I wanted him to do.
He agreed with the need to evaluate Jackson but was a little hesitant about the JP.
I explained that he had asked Robert some rather off-the-wall questions. "He has some suspicions about what we are doing here. I want to know where he would stand on the subject should he confirm those suspicions."
Jerry understood, "Okay, I can see him on the basis of Jackson’s problems. I should be able to pull any information he has out of him."
"Good, now who are your guests if you don’t mind my asking?"
"He is the head of the AG Department; a good friend of long standing. He and his wife have been playing for years."
"How long will they be staying?"
"All week, in fact until classes resume."
"Good, I would like to meet him. Check with him and give me a call."
We returned to the house passing Connie and Brenda as they slowly ambled along with Michael and Bob.