Interior designs

After a chaotic week at work following our holiday with Corrine and Patrice, Diane and I had to finish packing up the house so Janet and Mike could move in.

Our new home was nowhere near ready so we moved into rented accommodation for what we hope is just a few weeks. Previously, we met our architect on a couple of evenings. James, the architect, was introduced by Zack and is very understanding of our requirements. Once the basic ideas for converting the old building had been completed, we arranged for Tom and Suzy to visit us for a weekend which would allow for a bit of fun as well as business.

On the Saturday morning over breakfast we got into a discussion in which Suzy was adamant that one of our favourite bondage websites was set up and run by an American before his untimely death last year. Diane thought for a moment and decided to side with Suzy. Tom on the other hand was very non-committal, just sitting back and watch the discussion.

I knew that they were wrong so asked “what if you two are wrong?”

“How about us being in rope bondage for 24 hours?” Replied Suzy.

Diane looked a little concerned about this as she knew about our plans for later in the day.

I replied “Also no orgasms without permission.”

I quickly picked up the laptop and found the necessary information to show that the founder of the magazine which later developed into the website was a British man who started the business in a small rural farm in Wales.

Suzy was mortified when she read this. Diane did not look too happy either when she read it too.

I turned to Tom saying, “I think a nice rope harness for the 24 hours would be appropriate for starters. To start with we also give them a crotch rope with a large knot directly on the clit. Then when we get back later, we can always make some changes.”

Tom smiled “I agree and to make it more interesting they should have a remote controlled egg inside.”

When I went to our toy box I sent a quick text to James before finding plenty of rope and Diane’s egg while Tom went and got Suzy’s. The girls had already stripped when we returned to the kitchen. After the girls had inserted their own eggs, we carefully tied a Karada body harness on our respective wives. In completing the harness we made sure that the ropes also included one on either side of their lower lips. I added a very tight crotch rope with a big knot, just at the right spot to torment Diane’s clit. Tom looked at what I had done and retied the crotch rope on Suzy so it had the same effect. It looked as if he had tied it even tighter than the one on Diane.

I handed Diane a pair of jeans and a T shirt. She wisely said nothing and put them on. Suzy did the same when she put on the skirt and T shirt selected by Tom.

As we left the house Diane and Suzy picked up their jackets and put them on. Diane was about to do up the front when I said “both of you are to leave the front of your jackets open.”

Suzy was nervous until Tom added “the harness hardly shows, and it needs a close look to see it.”

We drove the couple of miles to our new house where the four of us met up with James. He was accompanied by his wife Petra.

After making all the appropriate introductions, we inspected the work that had been completed. Diane and I were very pleased that the roof repairs had been completed.

We inspected the other work that had been completed carefully.

The various plans were laid out that showed that about one third of the building would have a mezzanine area which would house the bedrooms and en-suite bathrooms. The area under it would contain an office for the two of us as well as storage and a small snug.

James fiddled in his pocket for a moment before Petra let out a sigh.

James looked at her and with a gesture she stopped her sighing and her eyes grew wide with alarm. He went to his brief case, picked up a gag and applied it to her. While this quietened her, she moved around a little, so he said, “I hope you don’t mind, but Petra needs help to keep still.”

He instructed Petra to remove her T shirt and Suzy, Diane and Tom were amazed to see that she too was wearing a rope harness. James went back to the briefcase, lifted a flap and brought out some rope. He threw it up and over a beam and one end of it was attached to a big loop at the back of her harness. Her made her walk back to be directly under the beam and loosely tied off the other end of the rope. He cuffed her wrists behind her back before he found the broom and in a couple of minutes Petra’s feet were held wide apart. He took the slack out of the rope that ran over the beam until her heels were about an inch off the floor.

“That should help.” Was all he said before we got back to discussing the plans.

I turned on Diane’s remote to low and she gave me a smile that was both delight and dismay. Shortly afterwards Tom fiddled in his pocket I quickly glanced at Suzy who stiffened as she felt the effects of the egg starting to vibrate inside her. Suzy wandered around for a few minutes and was soon getting very red in the face and trying to hide the signs of an impending orgasm. Tom took no notice until Suzy let out a big moan of pleasure as she came.

Tom apologised to James saying “I am afraid I need punish Suzy now. James, have you got some more rope I can borrow?”

James replied “Sure.” He pulled out even more hanks of rope of differing lengths from his briefcase.

Tom looked around the open space, saw another broom. He then instructed Suzy to stand under another beam facing Petra. He secured the broom stick to her ankles to keep them wide apart. He then picked up a couple of short lengths of rope, removed Suzy’s T shirt, lifted her skirt and proceeded to secure her wrists to her thighs. Tom finally ran a rope over the beam, tied it to her harness and tied it off so that Suzy’s heels were lifted about an inch and a half off the floor.

He came back to us and we continued our discussions about how we would use the remaining space. James and Tom exchanged a number of ideas. I could see that James was impressed with the way Tom was thinking and remarked “are you sure you aren’t an architect.

Tom replied “Oh no., I am just a humble manufacturer of high end bespoke furniture.”

James laughed “I know it is good, I have seen some of it that you have made for Zack.”

“Those were just some of my early pieces.”

“Well I can’t wait to see what you do for Diane and Charles.”

I interjected, “that all depends on whether the idea you two have come up with will work in practice.”

James replied with a smile “No problem, I will get all the calculations done later today while Petra is kept well occupied.”

Once we had finished the main discussions, I noticed a series of hooks that were on the posts that were on either side of the space. I asked “will these cause a problem?”

James looked and quickly replied, “I hope not, but I think we need to check them out.”

He let Petra down from the rope over the beam, released her wrists before took he over to the indicated hooks. Her wrists were soon attached to the hooks and the spread-eagle was absolutely perfect.

Diane wiggled and smiled at me. I turned her egg up to full and in just moments I recognised that she was about to orgasm. I turned the egg off to a look of extreme annoyance before I said “we agreed no orgasms and as it was Suzy that got you into this mess, I am being kind to you at the moment. Also you have a small damp patch.”

As we finished the meeting, James said “How about that we get some lunch and then give the ladies a bit of a workout?”

Wicked Wednesday

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Holiday fun- the final reckoning

After relaxing on Saturday with Maria and Eva joining us for the weekend, we just had the final reckoning to come. Corrine told us it would happen after lunch as we had a good two hours before we had leave to catch the plane home.

When the time arrived we were ushered to Corrine’s office.

She announced, “I am pleased to advise that there will be four sore bums on the plane tonight. There are three bags here, the first bag is the implement, the second is person who uses it and finally the severity of which there are four slips each at of four different levels, mild, medium, hard and severe. Each of you will draw one slip of paper from each of these bags four times. You will not know what you have chosen until you get the first stroke of each implement. Each punishment you earned over the week has been awarded 12 strokes with other minor infractions 4 strokes. You will get equal numbers of strokes from each implement. As Diane has only a total of 64 strokes to endure, the lowest total, she gets first choice.”

Once Diane had selected her slips of paper from the bags she was ordered to bend over the spanking horse. She declined the offer of restraints.

Corrine picked up the first set of slips announcing “16 strokes with the naughty stick from Patrice and mild severity.”

Diane exhaled with relief on hearing this and Corrine smiled as she handed the naughty stick to Patrice. Patrice took up his position and gently stroked Diane’s upturned ass and applied his first stroke which landed with a dull thud. Diane hardly reacted as each of the sixteen strokes landed. Her ass was pink after receiving these strokes.

The next implement was announced as the quirt to be wielded by Maria at hard strength. Maria picked up the quirt and showed she was nearly as skilled as Corrine at using it. When Maria had finished there were sixteen short welts peppering Diane’s bum cheeks.

Diane’s third implement was the Martinet at mild strength from Maria again. I could see Diane visibly relax on hearing this and took her allotted strokes well, just exhaling and purring as each one landed.

The final implement Diane had selected was the leather paddle to be administered by Eva at hard strength.

Eva took up her position and landed the first stroke with a loud SPLATT and a groan from Diane. The groans and moans from Diane got louder as each stroke landed, the final four being on her sweet spot just where her cheeks met the top of her thighs.

Diane was allowed to get off the bench and she immediately rubbed her now red bum to try to remove some of the sting.

Patrice invited me to select four slips from each of the three bags. He then announced it was my turn adding “a total of 76 strokes, so 19 with each implement.”

I placed myself over the horse and agreed to being restrained. Corrine opened the first set of slips and picked out the heavy flogger from the wall of implements saying “This will be fun at the severe level of application.”

The first stroke landed with a loud thuddy THWACK on my exposed ass. I felt the impact and groaned loudly. Eighteen more heavy thuds landed on my ass and it felt as if it was on fire by the end of the allotted strokes.

The next set of strokes was announced as being of medium severity with the ping pong bat again from Corrine. Each stinging stroke landed with me grunting as each of the impacts were felt on my ass. I was glad that I had requested the restraints as I would have instinctively tried to move my hands back protect my ass from the assault.

The third implement I had chosen was the Loopy Johnny at mild strength and Eva picked it up took her position and with her expertise made sure that I felt each and every stroke on my sore ass.

The final implement I had chosen was the junior cane and Maria stepped up and efficiently applied the 19 medium strokes that I was due. I felt each line of fire as they landed and was almost in tears as the last landed.

I was released from the horse and I went and joined my wife who hugged me and helped me calm down.

Sofia was announced as the next to receive her reckoning of a total of 108 strokes. Sofia selected her slips from the bags and bent over the horse also requesting to be restrained. The first set of slips was opened and Patrice was handed the carpet beater to be at medium severity. Sofia was squealing as the final stroke landed. She was given a moment to regain her breath before Patrice picked up the crop and landed a really vicious hard stinging stroke on Sofia’s upturned ass which had her wriggling as if trying to escape. He calmly said, “Only another 26 of these severe strokes to go.”

As the final stroke of the crop landed Sofia was clearly feeling the effect of the assault on her ass.

The third implement Sofia chose was the wooden paddle which Corrine applied at medium severity. The paddle landed with a thwack and eliciting a gasp as each of the 27 strokes was delivered. At the end Sofia was squealing and there were moist eyes visible.

Her final selection was probably the nastiest implement that Corrine owned. Diane whispered in my ear “I hope for her butt’s sake that she selected mild.”

Patrice showed her the implement and said, “Luckily for you these are mild strokes.”

I looked at Tamara who was nervously waiting for her turn, but at the same time relieved that she had not selected the four cane bundle.

Patrice carefully but gently laid down the allotted strokes that had Sofia squealing and moaning as they each landed. Immediately after the last stroke had landed, Patrice released Sofia who felt her tenderised backside and joined Diane and I. Patrice whispered something to Corrine and she nodded as if in agreement.

Patrice approached Tamara saying “you have accumulated 29 strokes from each of the implements you select. As there are only hard and severe levels left, Corrine and I have agreed that you can elect to have the final set on your lovely breasts instead of your bum. If you agree to it, then the final set will be applied at one level of severity lower than you pick out.”

Tamara thought for a minute and said quietly “Yes, please.”

Tamara was secured over the horse and restrained as Patrice announced her first choice. The Scorpion at severe level to be administered by Eva.

Eva gently brushed the scorpion over Tamara’s taught ass and suddenly with a whooosh the first stroke landed that had her squealing with the pain.All the strokes of the scorpion elicited the same response. Tamara was breathing heavily as the last stroke landed.

Maria was the next to administer the alloted strokes, this time with the tawse, again at severe level of intensity. The first stroke landed with a crack and Tamara grunted before squealing in pain as the impact made its presence felt. As the last stroke landed Tamara cried out and the first tear ran down her cheek.

The next implement was the carpet beater which Eva handled with precision and whilst not as hard strokes landed it was clear that Tamara felt each and every one. She was released from the horse and allowed a few minutes to get her breath back before her wrists were cuffed behind her back. Corrine then put a blindfold on her saying, this is to stop you from trying to flinch and thus reducing the strength of the impact.

Corrine stepped back, picked up the soft rubber flogger that gives so much pleasure but leaves no marks. Corrine carefully raised her arm back and let loose the hardest stroke I had ever seen with that flogger that landed perfectly on Tamara’s right breast.

Tamara did not flinch as each of these strokes landed. By the end, it was clear that the flogger had done its usual trick for the recipient as Tamara’s nipples were standing proudly erect from arousal. Tamara was released from her bounds and sighed as her reckoning was over.

She felt her red ass and winced as she touched the welts that were all over both of her cheeks.

Before we cleraed away everything Patrice said “Sofia, we still have the little matter of you dropping the coin last night. I have two alternatives here and you need to choose which slip to suffer.”

Sofia shuddered a little before she chose one of the slips. She looked at it before saying “May I ask what was in the other?”

“Yes.” said Patrice before continuing “20 strokes of the Dragon Tail on each breast followed by five more on each nipple.”

Sofia brightened a little before reaching over the horse. She was not restrained as Patrice said “tell everyone what you selected.”

Sofia answered “Six punishment level strokes with the judicial cane.”

I whispered to Diane “Mega Ouch.”

Patrice picked out the cane, took a few moments to practice his technique befpore taking up his position and let rip with a really nasty stroke that was at the top of her bum. She shrieked and was given time to calm down before the second stroke landed a little bit lower. This and the next four strokes all produced a shriek from Sofia as angry red lines appeared, spaced carefully down her bum. The sixth and final stroke landed on her sit spot that elicited a howl of agony.

Sofia was allowed to rise and gingerly felt each of the lines running across her now well striped ass. She went to Patrice hugged him, followed by a hug for Corrine.

We all helped clear up the office and went back to Corrine and Patrice’s home for a quick cup of coffee before the four of us made our way to the airport for the flight home.

We were all allocated seats together and throughout the flight the four of us tried to keep comfortable, but our sore asses made it rather difficult to settle down into the seats for the whole of the two hour flight.

Wicked Wednesday

 

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Holiday fun- part 7

Diane and I agreed to a week of bondage and torment with our friends Patrice and Corrine and the two girls, Tamara and Sofia.

We started the Friday as usual with the two girls, Tamara and Sofia, as well as Diane and me in our cuffs and our wrists secured by short chains. However, today Corrine added a new twist. She bent down and locked a three foot chain between the cuff on my right ankle to the cuff on Diane’s left Ankle. The same was done to Tamara and Sofia.

It took a few minutes longer for us to get used to the change in the restraints. Once we got to the top terrace the four of us and Patrice were able to finish the decking on the big structure.

Patrice carefully opened the boxes we had picked up the previous day to reveal four battery operated winches with solar panels on the top of the metal housings. The cables from the winches were carefully run through four strategically drilled holes and the lifting hooks were added. The wiring was run so that there were two switches either side of the structure so that the four winches could be independently operated.

We hooked up the swing seats and the winches were tested before we were asked to carefully sit on the seats to make sure that everything was safe.

A few extra fittings were added at strategic points to complete the project.

Corrine returned at the usual lunch time, inspected the work and declared “It is just what I wanted.” The chains securing our ankles were removed and we were given time to have a bathroom break. After a quick lunch Corrine said “Time to play on the structure.”

When we got there, the seats were quickly removed and we were each instructed to stand under one of the winches. Our wrist chains were removed and the cuffs secured to the hooks. Our ankles were cuffed together and secured to one of the floor mounted rings. The winches whirred for a while and our arms were lifted up above our heads. Once Corrine was satisfied that we were not uncomfortable, it was clear that we would be going nowhere.

Patrice and Corrine painted our nipples and groin areas with the same substance used earlier in the week.

Corrine then said “Your challenge this afternoon is to stay there as long as you possibly can. The first of each pairing will earn a punishment for the other and a very long torment for themselves tonight.”

We settled into enjoying the sun when the insects started to be attracted by the substance that had been painted on us. The insects tickled our nipples and I saw that Diane’s had started to harden as the tickling took effect on her. They also landed all around our groins and the arousing sensation of tickling sensation on my balls soon had me groaning as the effect of the severe spiked ring on my chastity device was felt.

Diane found the teasing around her lips and sensitive clit was also very distracting. The girls to our side were also moaning from the tickling sensations of the insects landing and walking around.

The longer we stayed standing, the more our arms and shoulders started to hurt. I was determined not to be the first to request release. Further, my legs were starting to feel the effect of not being able to move and my calf muscles started to ache.

The first to request to be released was Tamara. She bowed her head and apologised to Sofia.

Patrice and Corrine immediately released them both and they scooted off to the shower by the pool to clean off the substance.

Diane and I stoically stayed in place until I whispered to Diane an apology before asking to be released. We were released and soon joined the girls in the pool.

The rest of the afternoon was spent relaxing in the warm winter sunshine.

That evening, Sofia and Diane were given their punishment. They were required to put on their shoes, all of which had 4 inch high heels. Their legs were secured to a two foot spreader bar and they were required to stand about a foot from the wall. They were then required to lean forward and between their nose and the wall a small coin was placed. “You need to stand there until one you lets your coin fall. Whoever that is will suffer dire consequences for your ass at the final reckoning on Sunday morning.

Diane managed to keep her nose firmly against the wall all through the half hour. Sofia on the other hand let the coin fall after about twenty five minutes. Corrine gave Diane a playful slap on her ass and said “It is OK; you can let yours fall now.”

As bedtime approached, Tamara and I were each handed a butt plug with two metal strips embedded into the surface. We required complete the necessary bathroom routine and insert them.

While we did that, Patrice and Corrine had set up the rest of our torture for the night. A waist belt was locked on and my wrists were connected by a two foot long chain through the loop at the front so that I would not be able to reach around to remove the butt plug. As I got into bed Corrine said “Charles, you and Tamara will have a very disturbed night’s sleep. In her and Sofia’s rooms there are movement detectors that will send a signal to your butt plug and give you a ten second series of light electrical shocks. The movement detector in this room will do exactly the same to Tamara.”

She switched on the machine and a few moments later I felt a series of light shocks in my ass as one of the girls made some form of movement. Diane was asked to turn over and cuddle me. Corrine went to the door and gave a thumbs up signal. She then left the room and closed the door. Diane quickly turned off the light and snuggled up to me. As she did this I felt another series of shocks hit me. I quietly said, “I hope for my sake that the girls don’t move too much in their sleep.”

Somehow I managed to get some sleep, however I lost count of the number of shocks that I received during the night.

At exactly 9 in the morning there was a knock on our door and Corrine entered and turned off the sensor in our room and removed both Diane and my cuffs saying “the week is over.”

At breakfast Tamara and I talked a little and she had the same disturbed sleep as me. Patrice heard us talking and with a smile said “What you didn’t know was that I had included some timers into the set up that allowed you four one hour breaks from being shocked so at least you would get some sleep.”

Next week we conclude with the final reckoning.

Wicked Wednesday

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Holiday fun- part 6

As we gathered for breakfast on the Thursday morning, Corrine and the two girls looked particularly shattered.

Patrice asked Sofia wryly “Have a good night?”

“It was ok when the vibe stopped, but until then it was pure torture, especially as I couldn’t orgasm. It was soooo frustrating.”

Tamara nodded as this was said.

Corrine then added “and I am totally orgasmed out, that bloody vibrator kept going for what seemed like hours. What is worse is I have to spend the morning concentrating in court.”

Eva had a broad grin as she said “Oh good, we will try to liven it up for you.”

Maria smiled but said nothing.

Corrine, Maria and Eva continued with the morning chatter before they all rose with Corrine saying “Well I suppose we better get to work.”

Shortly after they had left, Patrice said to the four us “as it is looking as if it will rain later, we won’t be able to finish the deck today. The four of you need to be back down here in 2 minutes dressed to go out.”

We all managed to make it back down in the allotted time. Although the women had not had time to put on makeup.

We clambered into his car and soon on our way. Patrice drove carefully and parked in the town centre. We went to one of the coffee shops and before Diane had the opportunity to order a coffee, he first whispered in Diane’s ear something. She quickly disappeared.

About fifteen minutes later Diane returned and handed Patrice a shopping bag. He then turned to me and whispered, “You need to go and buy a bra and knicker set for Sofia and when you return give me the bag. You have to guess her size. If you get it wrong, then you earn a punishment for Diane and torment for yourself tonight. You have fifteen minutes.”

I quickly headed out of the door. I found my way to the lingerie section and as I looked over the racks I quickly found a pair of knickers with tie strings at the side. I quickly found a bra with similar ties and estimated her cup size.

I returned to the coffee shop just in time. I relaxed and enjoyed my coffee as first Sofia and secondly Tamara were sent out for their fifteen minutes.

After our individual shopping trips had been completed he put the bags in the car. He sat in the car with Tamara and Sofia and sent Diane and myself to the stationery shop. He gave us another fifteen minutes to find three items that could be used on the girls. As we returned to the car, the girls got out and went into the same store.

On the way back to Patrice and Corrine’s home we stopped off at the local DIY store and picked up some boxes that had been pre-ordered for the frame and deck we had been constructing.

Once back in the house we were instructed to strip and put on our cuffs.

We returned to have our wrists locked together at the front and ankles also locked to a spreader bar just one foot long.

Patrice said “you four can relax now until Corrine gets back from court.”

It was later than the previous days when Corrine returned and we were released from the restraints. She looked absolutely shattered as she said “Ughhh what a terrible morning. 2 cases where the lawyer droned on about how well behaved each of the accused were although I had seen them in my court too frequently in the past.”

We had a quick lunch and Corrine asked Patrice “How did the shopping go?”

“I haven’t looked at the bags yet, I thought you would enjoy watching the fashion display.”

Corrine smiled saying, “OK let’s get on with it. First lets see what Sofia bought Charles.”

I was handed the shopping bag and inside was a small thong. I stepped into the spaces for my legs, pulled the thong up, but unfortunately for Sofia, she had overestimated my sizxe and the fit was not very snug.

“Well, well, Tamara is to suffer a punishment, and you, Sofia a torment tonight.”

She continued “Now, let’s see what Diane bought Tamara.”

The bag contained a nice lingerie set that when Tamara put it on, was a perfect fit.

“Time for Tamara’s purchase for Diane.”

Diane put on the bra which was one cup size too small. The knickers fitted perfectly.

Corrine adjudged “Well half right, so half the punshiment for Sofia and half the torment for Tamara.”

Finally it was Sofia’s turn to put on what I had bought her. As she lifted the set out of the bag, she checked the cup size and to my relief I had estimated it correctly. She quickly did up all the ties and stood there waiting for Corrine to make a judgement.

Corrine thought for a moment before saying to Sofia, “let me look at the labels.”

Sofia stripped again and handed the bra and knickers to Corrine.

She turned to me saying “This is a bikini set, but I have to acknowledge that it is also not suitable for any beach I know, so I have to congratulate you on your thinking.”

I smiled with relief.

Patrice then said, “I also sent them on another mission.”

He held up the two bags from the stationery shop. Corrine emptied our bag onto the table to reveal a pack of drawing pins, a pack of pencils and a fifty centimetre long plastic ruler.

Corrine emptied the bag that contained the purchases of the girls. Inside was a wooden ruler, a plastic one and three thick felt tip pens.

Corrine looked at the contents fo the bags again and asked Diane “Why pencils?”

“They are plain nasty to kneel on.”

“Ooh I like that idea. As the girls have bought two very similar items, I think that they can enjoy the pleasure of a stint of kneeling today wearing nice tack bras that they will now make for themselves.”

Patrice went to his study and brought back another three packs of drawing pins, and said to the girls “That makes one pack per cup, and all of them must be used.”

Diane and I were relieved that we did not have to prepare anything for ourselves and we were allowed to enjoy the afternoon without any restraints.

When Maria and Eva returned from their busy work days, the Tamara and Sofia were just putting the finishing touches to their bras. They looked at the handiwork and Maria just said “ouchy.”

After dinner, Corrine said, “lets get the punishments and torments out of the way as I need an early night.”

Tamara and Sofia were made to don their tack bras and then to kneel with their knees together facing the wall with the pencils under their knees. They had to keep their noses to the wall holding up a sheet of paper.

After fifteen minutes, Sofia was allowed to get up. Tamara had to suffer for a further fifteen minutes before she too was allowed to get up from her uncomfortable kneeling position.

Whilst this was going on, Maria and Eva had brought two sybian machines into the room. They were positioned on a small sheet.

Both girls were led to the machines, and after they had inserted the dildo, their ankles were raised so that only their crotch was holding them up. Their wrists were secured behind their backs and tied to the convenient hook at the back.

Corrine announced “the torment will start shortly, the machines will be on full power, with Tamara having a 15 minute ride and Sofia a half hour.”

Patrice and Corrine chatted for a couple of minutes before the machines were turned on to the maximum setting.

It took just a few minutes before both girls were highly aroused and pleading to be allowed to cum. The pleas fell on deaf ears. They both got very vocal with their arousal as the dildo and clit knob continued to vibrate their most sensitive parts.

When Tamara was released from her machine after just fifteen minutes she got up on to very wobbly legs as Patrice held her and helped her to the sofa where Corrine had thoughtfully laid out a towel. As she was allowed to relax, Patrice whispered in her ear and She screamed as a very powerful orgasm raged through her. Once she had come, she relaxed back with Patrice, then Corrine holding and soothing her.

Sofia was in as bad a state as Tamara when she was released from the machine. She too was allowed to orgasm hard once she had settled down. Patrice soothed her and hugged her tight as she came down from her high.

Wicked Wednesday

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Holiday fun- part 5

Wednesday morning found us all around the breakfast table. Maria looked particularly tired and when Corrine asked why she was so tired, the reply was “the vibrator seemed to go on for ages and I lost count of the orgasms I had last night.”

Corrine replied with a wry grin “Oh well that was the punishment for not controlling yourself. I hope it does not affect you when I see you later in court.”

As in previous days, the two girls, Diane and I were hobbled and had our wrists connected together by the short chains. We made our way up to the top terrace and continued work on the big frame and deck that we had been busy constructing in the previous two mornings. Today we had to construct a slope at the back to be made of decking. Diane and I looked puzzled at this addition until Patrice explained it would help protect the main deck in case of anything washing down from the hillside as well as having another purpose we would find out about later in the week.

The work continued on even after a short break until Corrine returned from her courtroom at around lunchtime. Patrice asked “How did Maria get on?”

Corrine quietly replied, “Not too badly even with her tiredness.”

Corrine inspected progress and declared that it was satisfactory.

In the afternoon, Corrine declared that we would enjoy the afternoon sunbathing. This sounded ominous to Diane and I.

Corrine said “Tamara and Sofia, as you spent yesterday afternoon sitting around, I think that you can stand whilst Diane and Charles rest their feet.”

She got Tamara and Sofia to turn around, connected their wrists together behind their backs. She had them stand with their legs apart and gently raised their wrists and guided them so that their bum cheeks met, she got Patrice to connect their ankles together which were secured to tent pegs about three feet apart. Their thighs were also tied together and their arms were allowed to rest on the other’s back. Her final touch to their predicament was a thin double ended dildo about 18 inches long that she carefully inserted into their pussies.

She then said to them. “If the dildo falls out, both of you will be subject to an exquisite torment this evening.”

Meanwhile, Diane and I were instructed by Patrice into our positions, back to back. Our feet were tied to the tent pegs that remained in the ground from the previous day. This kept them wide apart. Our hands were tied so that they were held back and effectively we held each other. His final twist was to add a very thin string from our nipple rings to each of our big toes so that our nipples were slightly stretched.

Patrice then said to us “you two need to keep fairly still, the string is very weak, and if any strand breaks, then both of you will suffer a punishment tonight.”

I realised that we were likely to be in this position for about two hours and time seemed to go slowly. The position we were tied in, whilst not overly strenuous, got progressively harder on our legs as the time passed. As the four of us were not gagged, we were able to talk that helped us get through the ordeal.

Patrice and Corrine laid back on their sun loungers. Patrice picked up a book, but whilst reading the odd bits from it, he was keeping a careful watch on the four of us. Corrine in the meantime was engrossed reading what looked like court papers.

When she had finished her reading, she came over to us, checked the strings from our nipples to big toes and was satisfied that they were still intact. She went over to the girls and looked carefully.

She turned to Patrice, “I think they will manage to avoid the torment this evening.”

Patrice smiled before replying, “Oh, I don’t know, although they are well trained, I will give them about half an hour before they fail the challenge.”

Corrine laughed, “Shall we have a little wager between us?”

“What do you have in mind?”

“If I win, then you are in the sleep sack tonight with a prostrate massager inserted that will milk you all night. If you win, then I am in the sleep sack with a vibrator like Maria last night.”

“OK you’re on.”

The four of us were left in our bindings as Corrine and Patrice sat back to relax in the bright sunshine.

Suddenly there was a light plop as the dildo fell out of Sofia’s pussy, quickly followed by another as Tamara let the go of the dildo and it fell to the ground.

Corrine looked at her watch and quickly had a look of dismay as she realised she had lost the wager.

Patrice got up, released us all from our ties, let us stretch before we all jumped in the pool for a swim.

When we had all left the pool and dried ourselves off we went into the house.

Corrine disappeared into the kitchen for a few minutes before returning. She got Tamara and Sofia to stand facing each other and quickly secured their wrist cuffs to the back of each other. She then put a chain through their ankle cuffs and locked it so that they had a moderate amount of movement. She did the same with Diane and myself.

She then announced. “Tonight Diane and Charles will prepare the main course for dinner while Tamara and Sofia will make the starters. However it is not going to be as easy as you think. I have left out the counter a set of ingredients you can use. You will remain as you are until dinner is served with the starter at 7 and the main course twenty minutes later.”

She told us that the main course could be left cooking whilst we ate our starters. She then continued “We will have a judge here whose task will be to decide which couple has produced the better of the two courses. The couple to be adjudged the winner will be allowed to choose how the losing couple is bound at bed time.”

The four of us shuffled off to the kitchen. Looking at the ingredients laid out, Diane and I quickly decided that we would make a Lasagne.

Sofia and Tamara had obviously been in this situation before and after a few minutes explained how we could complete the task whilst in our restraints. It took a while for me to get used to looking over Diane’s shoulder when preparing the ingredients.

A couple of minutes before seven, Patrice released us from our restraints. He stayed with us in the kitchen before telling the Girls, “Time to serve the starters.”

They quickly took the large bowl of soup and plate of croutons into the dining area. Sat at the table was Antonio, the manager of the local hotel, who we had met the previous year when we were required to stay an extra day whilst he was dealt with in Corrine’s courtroom.

He greeted us warmly. We all sat down and enjoyed the tasty soup that the girls had prepared. It was now Diane and my turn to serve the Lasagne that we had made.

When we removed it from the oven I was relieved to find that it was perfect.

Once we had finished the main course, Patrice went to the kitchen and brought out the dessert that had obviously been made earlier.

Once everything was cleared away Corrine turned to Antonio asking “which was the better dish of the starter and main course?”

“Both were good.” He replied before continuing “and it is difficult to decide.” He paused before saying “However the Lasagne was one of the best I have ever tasted, so I will say that was the better.”

Corrine thanked him before saying “Well done Diane and Charles. I am sure your restraints made the preparation of the dish fun.”

Patrice then made some remark before letting Corrine continue with the conversation.

I noticed first Tamara then Sofia tense and blush before relaxing and joining in the conversation. Once Antonio had departed, the conversation continued, with both girls frequently tensing up before blushing with the odd sigh being emitted. The conversation continued for over an hour and it was clear that the girls were beginning to find it difficult to concentrate until Tamara tensed up, let out a big moan and blushed bright red down to her chest. She slumped a little before managing to sit back upright.

I looked with an enquiring eyebrow at Patrice who smiled before saying “Yes, this is their torture from this afternoon. After I say a particular phrase, they each have three innocent words from me and two from Corrine that will make them orgasm. This will continue until I say a different phrase which stops the effect of these words. The words can only be spoken by us, so they will not respond to you saying them. They know all about it, but they do not know what the trigger words and phrases are. I plan to keep this going until midnight and they will never know when or how often they will cum.”

Diane squirmed in her seat on hearing this.

She then said “that is tortuous, multiple orgasms without any stimulation and not knowing when they will come sounds terrifying but at the same delightful.”

Patrice then said, “Yes both delightful and a torture. I also have added a different set of phrases that prevent them from having an orgasm irrespective of the amount of stimulation they receive.”

Diane’s jaw dropped, “That is probably even worse.”

I interjected “maybe, but just think about the possibilities.”

We left it that, changing the subject.

The conversation continued with the girls having yet more orgasms as we talked. When it was time for us to go to bed, Corrine asked “now how about their restraints for the night?”

I said “quite simple I think, just their wrists secured to a waist belt and then secured that they cannot turn over.”

Diane then added mischievously “Also they should be wearing a butterfly clit vibe set at full power. This will keep them going until the batteries run down.”

The girls looked absolutely distraught when they heard this, but said wisely nothing.

We escorted them to their rooms, arranged their restraints, ensuring each of the clit vibes was in the right place, turned them on and left them to enjoy their night.

Wicked Wednesday

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