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Part 1 of this story was written by Rose some years ago, jump to Part 1 here

Dee's Story part 2
by Isabella

Story Code: M+/F, Corporal Punishment, Bondage, Oral, Anal, Public, Group, Sharing, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, Strap-on

Tony and I slept in late on Saturday morning, we rolled out of bed at ten o'clock in the morning, I went to cook breakfast for both of us. Tony sat in his pyjamas eating his breakfast with a huge grin on his face. "Where did that come from last night?" I blushed slightly, "What?" "You, waking me up at two o'clock in the morning and, well, you know what we did at two o'clock this morning!"

I felt my face blush an even deeper red, last night rushed through my mind, I knew roughly what had cum over me, roughly forty men! "Nothing, nothing came over me!" "Don't give me that, don't get me wrong, I'm not complaining but after twenty years of me begging you to do things that are a little more adventurous and you refusing, then suddenly. Well, you know, what came over you?"

"We went to Sheffield, you know, one of those girl's night out things, they had a bit of a Chippendales impersonation thing going on, I guess seeing six naked men strutting about all evening got to me a little." "When are you going again?" "I'm not planning on going again." "You have to, especially if they give you that level of enthusiasm again."

Once again I blushed, my life should have been safely compartmentalised, Tony, my ever loving husband in the safe 'Home' compartment and Carl in the dangerous 'Fun' compartment but because I had come home so totally frustrated and turned on, I had blurred the edges between the two compartments and after only two 'Fun' nights too, if the 'Fun' thing carried on, how the hell could I keep the 'Home' part safe from contamination.

"Aren't you getting changed, your mates will be picking you up for football soon." "I was planning on giving football a miss this week, I was hoping that I could take you back upstairs and look to see if I could find a little more of last night's enthusiasm. I blushed again, in twenty years our sex sessions had always been at night, and in the dark. I even preferred to have the curtains closed so that the street lights didn't show anything off.

It just went to show how ridiculous the compartmentalisation of my life had been. I didn't want my husband of twenty years to see me naked or to see me while he was fucking me, while the night I first met Carl, he and nine other men had seen me naked and watched me fucking in the car with the light on and yesterday, at least forty men had seen me naked, could have been eighty or even over a hundred men. Certainly forty men had used me as a spunk dump and I had been reasonably happy to be naked in front of all of those men, if only Carl had fucked me or he had allowed Titan to get me onto my hands and knees, Tony would still be blissfully unaware of my new found sexuality.

Tony picked up the phone and rang his best mate Harry to tell him that he wasn't going to the football, "No mate, nothing wrong, I know I've never missed a game in twenty-five years but I don't want to go today."

Tony came over to me, he offered me his hand, "Come on, let's pop up and see if I can find my new wife from last night again." I let Tony pull me out of my seat and followed him up to the bedroom. I was wearing my usual nighty and had my dressing gown on over it, I went to close the curtains but Tony stopped me, "Just once I'd like to see what we're doing." Tony laughed and pulled me to him; I let him pull my dressing gown off but stopped him just stripping me totally naked. He looked a little disappointed but he still pulled me into bed, making sure to kick the sheet and blankets off before I could pull them up to my chin.

Tony was very gentle and very loving; he eventually got my legs open and rolled on top of me, he slipped his cock out of the hole in the front of his pyjamas and in to me, it took him a long time to start my pot boiling, I could tell that he was trying really hard not to cum too quickly while still trying hard to get me off.

We fucked like that for twenty minutes, I had two small climaxes but everything changed when a voice called out, "Anybody there!" Tony said, "Fuck, I didn't lock the back door, that's Harry." Tony didn't have to tell me who it was, I recognised the voice of his best friend, Harry and Tony had been womb buddies, their mother's had been friends since before thay fell pregnant with the boys and Harry and Tony had been joined at the hips ever since.

Tony looked a little shocked, far from hearing Harry calling up from the foot of the stairs cooling my orgasm; it kicked it up a notch, and for the first time in our twenty years as lovers, I began to verbalise my orgasm. Tony was torn between pulling out and stopping his mate climbing the stairs and keeping me on the boil long enough for him to cum in me.

I could hear Harry walking down the hallway to our bedroom door, he stopped, I could tell that he was listening to me gasping through another highpoint in my orgasm for an age before he knocked on our bedroom door, "Tony, Dee, are you in there?" Tony gasped out a, "Be out in a minute mate, why don't you wait in the living room?"

Tony was on the edge of his orgasm, I was so loud that I couldn't tell if Harry had moved away from the door or not. Tony had never been quite so turned on before in all the times that we had fucked, my verbalisation had driven him way beyond any point that he had ever been before, the loving and gentle Tony had become a little more animalistic.

I couldn't hold myself in anymore, "Are you ready to fill my cunt now?" Tony grinned, "Close, very close!" I wrapped my arms around his neck and shoulders, pulled him against me hard and then kicked with my legs, spinning both of us over in a heartbeat and now I was riding on top of Tony.

I sat up and yanked his pyjama top open before I began to ride him hard. Tony's buttons had fired off of his top so hard that one hit the window glass with a ping and another hit the bedroom door. Tony tried to pull my nighty off over my head but it was trapped between our bodies so Tony put his hands into the neck and yanked his hands apart, ripping the front of my nighty down as far as my navel.

I gave myself several more powerful and noisier climaxes before I felt Tony's hot seed spreading throughout my abdomen. Tony was gasping for air as if he had just played a full ninety minutes of football. He kissed me and began to giggle, then I heard a floorboard creak on the landing as Harry tried to get away from our bedroom door without us knowing he has been there throughout our passion.

"I'm sorry that Harry disturbed us, I was really hoping that we could do a few more different acts, like you sucked me last night, I wanted to lick you today and I really wanted another blow-job. I'd better go and see what Harry wanted so desperately that it couldn't wait until dinner time tomorrow." "He's probably having problems with Anna again, he always gets desperate to see you when things are bad between them."

Tony pulled his t-shirt on; he thought for a moment then nodded his head, "Yep, they've been fighting for weeks, he probably wanted to bend my ear at the match, get things off of his chest." Tony slipped out of his pyjama bottoms, his cock looked a little red and sore, he slipped into his 'y' fronts and jeans. He kissed me, you stop up here, I'll try and get rid of him as quickly as I can."

"I'm going to take a bath, take your time, he is your best friend and he's in pain!" It also crossed my mind that I owed him a little too, his interruption, had after all, given me the pleasure kick that I needed.

I had a mountain of bubbles and a bath full of hot water and I relaxed into it with a sigh. I lost track of time, suddenly the bathroom door opened and Harry stepped in, "God I'm sorry Dee, I didn't realise that you were in here. The door wasn't locked you know?" I quickly took stock, looking down the tub, I was reasonably well hidden from Harry's view and anyway, I had come to terms with the fact that I couldn't really be shy anymore, not since meeting Carl at any rate.

I looked over at Harry, "You desperate? Or can you wait a few minutes while I get out?" Harry had a silly look on his face, really, really desperate, sorry!" "No problem dear, I won't look." I had told a little white lie, for over twenty years I had never even thought of Harry or what he looked like under his pants but ever since I started watching blue films I had been curious about every man I ever met, wondering where they would fall in the pecking order of size and skill.

I heard the stream of piss flowing into the pan and I took a quick peek over to the toilet. I had half expected Harry to be standing with his back turned slightly towards me but he wasn't, and even flaccid, his cock was longer and fatter than Tony's. Rather than having his back to me so I didn't see his cock accidentally, he was facing me, trying to get a better look at my body under the suds.

Harry spotted me looking at him and he smiled at me, "Pity there are so many soap suds on your bath, they really spoil the view." Harry shook the last few drips of piss from the end of his cock and as soon as he was dry, his cock began to stiffen and grow in both girth and length. "Harry, where are you mate?" "I'm in the bathroom; I was desperate for a pee!"

The door suddenly opened and Tony stepped in, he looked at the bath tub and then at his best friend, Harry was struggling to put his cock away as it was now so huge. I had expected Tony to be mad at his friend for using the toilet while I was still in the bath but he just smiled at us both, "I was just going to pop down the Co-op to get more beer..." Tony looked over at me, "...anything you want me to bring you back?" I shook my head, a bit of a wrong move really, as my head shook from side to side, the water ripped up and the suds began to part and thin out, showing a little more of my body off to Harry.

"I'll be about thirty minutes." Harry was still trying to force his swollen cock back into his jeans, made harder by my body coming more into view. "Hang on mate, I'll drive you there!" "No, you stop here, I need the walk, won't be long!" Tony had placed a great deal of emphasis on the 'Here' in his last sentence. As soon as Tony left the bathroom, Harry stopped fighting to hide his cock inside his trousers.

"I think he's fed up hearing about my problems if I'm honest with you?" I let my eyes flick away from Harry's monster cock to look down my bath, the water was still rippling slowly, the 'tide' still pulling the bubbles apart to give better and better views of my body. I got the feeling that Harry wanted me to ask him about his problems, I could have ignored the feeling and let him leave me alone in the bath room, well, until I looked back in his direction and saw his huge cock standing, unsupported, up against his stomach; he had stopped trying to put it away and was now standing with his hands on his hips.

"What problems do you have Harry?" "Anna's gone to her mother's, she said it's just to look after her but I think it's probably the end for us!" "Why do you think that?" "We've not been getting along for a long time; she says I'm too demanding in bed and that I hurt her too much." I looked again at his monster cock, his cockhead was turning purple it was so engorged with blood and now it was jiving little jumps in time with his pulse. I could see how a monster cock like his could hurt Anna, she was only a slight woman, very flat chested, she looked more like a boy than a woman.

Harry's face broke out in a little smile, I didn't look down, I guessed that the last of the bubbles had just cleared away to the sides of the tub and I was probably now totally exposed to him. Harry took a step closer to the bath, "She's been complaining that I hurt her so much that she hasn't let me do anything in over a year." That made me sit up a little, "A year, god man, what do you do?"

My eyes flicked from Harry's cock to his fingers, he was counting something, "No, closer to two years, twenty-two months last week!" "My god, that's even worse" "I tend to masturbate a lot but it's nowhere near the same as real sex is it?" Harry was even closer to the side of the tub now; he had come within reach of my arm now.

Now, if I had been dressed and not in my bath, I would probably have put my arm around Harry's shoulders on hearing about his terrible sex life and his wife leaving him, but I was naked, I was in my bath and I was lying down, I reached out almost in an act of comfort but my target wasn't his shoulders, I reached out and wrapped my fingers around his cock.

The next few minutes were a bit of a blur but I found myself out of the tub, rubbed down quickly with my bath towel and bending over the toilet bowl looking down at a pan full of Harry's piss while he was fucking me from behind and as he built up his speed, he began to slap my bottom, gently at first but as I began to climax hard and make a lot of noise about it, he hit my bum harder and harder, fucking me faster and faster until he exploded and flooded my womb with his hot seed.

The brief fuck session at Harry's hands had been so explosive in more ways than one that I was covered with so much sweat and spunk that I had to get back into the bath all over again. Harry took my face-cloth from the tub and washed his cock off and now that it was sleeping he could easily squeeze it back into his jeans. "Dee, how can I ever repay you for your kindness in letting me do that with you?" Harry bent forward and kissed me lovingly, "I'd better go; Tony will be home any minute."

I started washing myself, having sex with Carl hadn't made me feel the least bit guilty, performing sexual acts with multiple men in a public place hadn't made me feel guilty on little bit, I had rationalised in my head that I could keep everything and everyone in different segments of my life but I couldn't use the same rational with Harry, he was Tony's best friend, so I was definitely feeling guilty that I had allowed things to get out of hand and was beginning to regret allowing things to happen between us.

I was just about to get out of the bath when Tony walked in on me, he had a huge grin on his face, "Harry looks a whole lot happier! I hope he didn't hurt you too much!" I gave myself a pain in my neck as my head snapped in Tony's direction with a look of horror on my face. "Come on, someone as depressed as Harry was when he got here doesn't snap out of his funk unless he's had something very special happen to him, I would have warned you if he hadn't already been in the bathroom with you that he's a bit of a violent lover, he has a bit of a reputation from his wife's friends because he's so big and he likes to inflict a lot of pain as he fucks."

"You knew he was going to try something and you just left me on my own?" "I didn't know, I guessed, he's had a crush on you since the day we first met, so I guessed he might!" "And you don't mind?" "No, of course not, he was a man in pain, my best friend and you helped to ease that pain, I love you even more for looking after him like that."

I began to dry myself; Tony disappeared and returned with one of my 'posh' nighties. "Will you wear this for me please?" "That's a nighty!" "Yes it is, but what is the difference between a nighty and a summer dress?" The nighty was a very lightweight emerald green silk with lace trimmings, as soon as I was dry, Tony held the bottom of the nighty for me to slip into, "I don't have any underwear on yet!" "You don't really need underwear under it do you?" "Usually if I'm not in bed, if I move quickly I could beat myself to death with these!" I sat holding my tits in my hands.

"Don't move too fast then!" Tony said laughing. I was surprised when Tony wanted me to put on my newly acquired spike heeled shoes, "Where did you get these from, I love them?" "I wore them to the girl's night yesterday." I slipped my feet in the shoes, as I followed Tony down the stairs wearing the heels meant that my silk nighty swished from side to side, it's soft sheer material passing over my skin sent little shocks of excitement through my body as I walked.

Harry was standing in the kitchen, "Are we going out to lunch?" I looked at Tony, he was nodding his head, "Harry is going to take us out to lunch, well, I invited him to eat with us but he insisted on taking us out!" I gritted my teeth and whispered through them, "I can't go out like this, it's obscene!"

Harry put his arm around my shoulder, "You look great, our only problem will be stopping men trying to pick you up as we eat." Harry kept his arm around my shoulder as he almost forced me out to his car, I was put in the front seat and Tony got in the back, Harry drove us out to the country club.

The country club was about the most expensive place in the county to eat, it was like walking into a Mayfair hotel's salon. There were far more men than women in the restaurant and they were all dressed up like they were going to the opera or ballet or something similar, we three got a lot of looks, mainly because of my escorts and the way they were dressed but I was getting a lot of looks too, not many women around with thirty-eight 'DD' breasts swinging wildly around, totally unfettered under micro-fine silk and I knew that because of the shoes and the sway they put in my tail that my nipples were standing out like organ stops, just adding to the image the men were taking in as they watched me enter the room.

There was a great deal of 'table banter' before we ordered our meal, even more while we waited for the starter and more again between courses. I drank a whole bottle of red wine to myself; neither Tony nor Harry had any alcohol to drink. Harry went to the toilet and Tony leaned over the table, he wanted all the details of what Harry and I had done while he was at the shop. I was torn between telling him and risking him turning jealous or keeping things from him and risk him saying that I could never fuck with Harry again.

Tony got visibly excited as I gave him a blow by blow account of my after bath activities with Harry. After lunch, Tony asked Harry to drive along the Derby towards Duffield, "Just after the left turn to Turndich, over the railway bridge and on the right there's a road that is sometimes used by courting couples, go down there."

Tony pulled me into the back of the car with him and before we left the car park his hands were up the front of my 'dress' we were kissing and cuddling in the back of the car and Tony almost had me naked and on display to every passing motorist.

Tony made Harry drive right to the end of the track off of the Derby road, there was a car park that was totally empty, there was a fifty yard stretch of track alongside of the railway line before the turn leading to the small car park, so if anyone else joined us in the car park, we would have enough warning to get covered up.

I had expected Tony to do me in the back seat of the car while Harry watched and then, perhaps Tony would swap places with Harry and watch as Harry fucked me, that would have put the icing on the cake for me. Once the car had stopped, Harry opened the rear door of the car and between the men, I was manhandled out of the car and pulled around to the bonnet, Tony climbed up on top of the hood and Harry pulled my 'dress' off over my head, then he helped me to climb up on top of my husband.

I began to ride Tony, he was deliberately trying to keep himself as calm as possible, to last as long as possible, if only he knew that I'd much rather he take his pleasure in his normal way and then let Harry stand in for him to finish me off.

Tony had already lasted twice his normal length of time in my cunt but that could have been because he was having his fourth of fifth fuck in less than twenty-four hours instead of six months. I was well on my way to the largest climax that my husband had ever given me when he said, "Can Harry smack your bum please?"

I looked over my shoulder at Harry, he was standing there with a stupid grin on his face, I lowered my top down against Tony's chest and whispered, "If you want him too!" Harry stopped acting as look-out and stepped in closer, Tony wrapped his arms over my back to hold me tight against his chest while Harry gave my bottom a little smack.

Harry didn't hurt me but I did jump slightly and my jump translated through to Tony as a kick in his own excitement, in my mind it felt like Tony's cock actually grew a little inside of me but that was just my fancy. Harry waited a minute and he slapped me again. I could hear a car on the Derby Road just twenty feet away on the other side of a thin stand of trees; I stiffened up a little and looked towards the track leading off the main road, the car passed by, I actually saw the roof of the car as it went over the railway bridge.

I heard another car out on the main road; the afternoon traffic was building up a little, I looked over my shoulder, difficult as it was with Tony holding me tight against his chest, I saw Harry about to slap my bottom again but he stopped in his tracks and just stood there with a silly grin on his face. I saw the next car, it was out in the road but I could clearly see it through gaps in the trees and bushes and if I could see the car, then perhaps people in the car would be able to see me.

Tony shook me a little to bring my focus back down to him and what he was doing to me, I had gone off the boil a little because of my concern over the passing traffic. I started to climb the climax stairway again and as soon as I began to breathe faster, Harry slapped down on my bottom a little harder.

After about a dozen slaps Tony was really close to his own climax, the slaps stopped falling on my bottom for a minute, I heard the car's boot open and then Harry was back, Tony nodded his head and there was a 'swoosh!' sound and a stinging pain across my buttocks, I gasped in pain and Tony went a little wild, bucking up into my body wildly and both he and I were making a hell of a lot of noise, then, 'Swoosh' and another sting.

I realised from the pain that Harry was using a cane on my buttocks and then Tony began to cum, flooding my body and as he climaxed, Harry hit me about seven more times, Harry kept up a steady strike rate until Tony finished climaxing into me and my climax got more and more powerful with each strike from the cane.

Harry helped me to climb down off of my husband's now flaccid cock. I told Harry that I was worried about the build-up of traffic out on the road and the fact that it was now obvious that the car park wasn't as screened as the boy's thought it was.

Harry and Tony had a little discussion and the only bit I heard was, "Well, if she's not happy to carry on here in case we get caught, let's go back to your place and carry on." It seemed to take an age to get home but that was okay by Tony because I was in the front of the car and I was sucking his cock as he drove the car.

Harry stopped off at his house on the way to our house, he came out with an overnight bag in his hands, then we continued on our way home. The three of us rushed through our house and into our bedroom where we all tumbled into bed together naked. It didn't even cross my mind to close the curtains; the afternoon sun was streaming in through our bedroom window, almost like natures spotlight on me as I clambered on top of Harry and galloped through to a massive climax.

Tony just lay on his side watching his friend fucking my brains out, or rather, watching me fuck his friend, eventually he sighed, "You have no idea how long I've fantasised about seeing this!" I managed to gasp out a, "How long?" "Since our wedding night, I really wanted to ask you then if Harry could join us, I never said anything though, if you weren't willing to give me head or let me suck on your pussy I just thought you'd kill me if I mentioned my fantasy of you and another man."

Harry washed my insides down with copious amounts of his spunk and as soon as his cock went to sleep I had to run for the bathroom to let my body drain out. Tony took another turn, this time he was on top to begin with before Harry got involved and rolled us over so that I was on top again and doing all the work, Harry was stroking my body, caressing the red lined he has etched into my buttocks with his cane, after twenty minutes, as the sun began to set, Harry began to search down between my bum cheeks and rubbed around my anal opening, then he had a brainstorm,. "Tony, want to try something fun and new?"

Tony was game after twenty years of vanilla sex, he was up for anything. Tony slipped his still hard cock out of my cunt and Harry got him to lay face down on the bed, then he picked up his overnight bag and took a small tube out of it, he got me to pull my husband's bum cheeks open, then Harry unscrewed the top off of the tube and he dripped it from a height down between Tony's crack and all over his anal muscle.. I was encouraged to massage the oil into Tony's muscle with my index finger. While I was massaging the oil in, Harry did a little more bag diving, he brought out some webbing straps with a small rubber phallus attached to it.

Harry strapped me into the harness and then he moved me into position behind my husband as if I were a man, about to sodomise another man. Tony was surprised and shocked when I dropped a little heavily between his legs and the small rubber cock rocketed up his bottom.

Tony got into the swing of me fucking his bum and as I did, Harry was massaging a little of the oil into my bum hole. Harry finger fucked me in the arse as I fucked my husband up his with a strap-on dildo. Tony got a little bored with me doing him up his chocolate wiz-way and I had to stop, by that point Harry had eased two fingers into my bottom, and as I climbed off of my husband's back, Harry kept his fingers up me.

Harry got Tony to lie on his back again and Tony had to un-fetter me from the webbing straps and Harry kept two fingers buried in my bum until I was it was lined up with Tony's cock and I was pushed down onto Tony's cock. Because of the fact that I had just fucked my husband's arse with a dildo, he appreciated how careful he had to be up mine.

It took me about ten minutes to sink all the way down to Tony's balls and as soon as I did, Harry was back on top of me. Harry fucked my cunt with his monster cock and in doing so, Harry pushed me up and down Tony's cock, just after midnight, both men fired off simultaneously into both of my holes.

We all slept together in the same bed and on Sunday morning, Tony got a phone call from Anna, asking him if he knew where Harry was. Anna had phoned home several times on Saturday at times that she expected her husband to be there and when she found he wasn't she had rushed home. Tony told her that Harry had been over for a drink and he had slept on the sofa all night.

I almost gave the game away because while Tony was talking on the phone in our bedroom, Harry was actually fucking me to my tenth violent orgasm in just thirty minutes. Harry apologised that he had to leave me still not totally satisfied but that he'd better go home and face Anna and the music.

Tony and I had a quiet Sunday after Harry left and an early night where we spent a pleasant hour in the sixty-nine position each of us using our fingers to exercise the anal muscle of the other with the help of Harry's lubricating oil.

I was in work early on Monday morning; Ray was on the phone to the temp agency trying to get a replacement for Lucy, the young girl that had been helping him from the agency for the past few weeks. As soon as the phone was put down I jumped in, I was going to ask Ray how I could get out of going out with Carl ever again but I changed my mind, "Where's Lucy, she told me only last week that she loved working here with you?"

"I don't know for sure but I think she's gone to work abroad!" "Abroad, that's not something someone does out of the blue like that. On Friday she was excited about going to a party with her new boyfriend, she even said that she'd see me here today."

Ray had that same worried look on his face that I had seen in the Asda car park. "Come on Ray, tell me what you know!" "Lucy has gone to work in a country where they appreciate seventeen year old blond girls." "What do you mean?" "I don't know for sure but I heard that she went off with an Arab on Sunday, she went to some kind of party on Friday, and didn't go back home." Something dawned on me, it crept up on me slowly but as I walked away from Ray I stopped suddenly, "Was she at the same party as me on Friday?"

Ray was trying to avoid looking at me, he shrugged his shoulders, "Come on Ray, you know more than you're letting on!" "It's possible; she's been to a few parties recently." "How many parties Ray?" "Just two I think!" "Was she pulling the vomit train at my party on Friday?" "I don't know which party you were at and I don't know what party she was at, all I know is that she has gone and she won't be coming back...." there was a pause before the final word of Ray's sentence "...ever!"

I went back to work, I kept my head down. On Wednesday the police came round, because I didn't have anything to do with Lucy I wasn't interviewed but one of the girls on the same team was gossiping at the coffee machine, "Well, I told them that I had heard that she was working abroad but they said that was impossible, she didn't even have a passport, the only way she could have left the country was if someone smuggled her out on a boat or an aeroplane."

I told Ray that I didn't want anything to do with Carl or his group and that if Carl got heavy with me I may just have to tell someone that I thought that Carl's friends had sold Lucy into sex slavery." My eight friends from the 'shop and perv' evenings were asking when we were going to have our next party, I just told everyone that I'd run out of party-plan sellers to ask around to my house and that the films were getting harder to find.

In Wednesday, Emma came to me, "Can we use your house tomorrow, I've got a film, Kelly is bringing the wine and Sandra and Debby are bringing sandwiches and nibbles, come on Dee, pleeeeeeease!"

Eventually I agreed, "Okay then, tell everyone, usual time tomorrow!" since the party with Carl, Tony hadn't left my side once apart from going to work, I had to persuade him to go to the working men's club so that the girls could come round. As Tony was about to walk out the door he stopped and smiled at me, "Well, at least all of my mates will be happy that you're having another party tonight, the only time they get their leg over is after the girls come home from your party evenings."

The wine and food were divvied up and Emma got the video out of her bag, "This is brand new, hot off the presses!" I pressed play and we all settled down to watch. I went cold as a young girl with blond hair, wearing a white wrap over dress that did nothing to hide her body, black hold up stockings and four inch spike heeled shoes was being led along a car park by a leash connected to a broad dog collar with silver and gold studs around it, she was also wearing a leather face mask with no eye holes in it. Her mouth was uncovered and she had very bright red lipstick on. The video showed her being stripped out of her dress and being tied, naked to a table, face down and the first man began pounding his cock into her mouth very violently.

I shivered as the picture cut away to the car park again, "Hey Dee, she looks a bit like you but her breast aren't a patch on yours." I watched as I was stripped and tied down on my back and men began to line up to fuck my mouth and shoot all over my tits.

The video cut away to the car park again, a third woman, dressed just as the two before her were, she was stripped and tied across a table, face down, men began to fuck her anally and as the camera panned around the action it caught three lines of men, all waiting for their turn at their particular pleasure and many more men in banked seating around the room just watching the show.

The car park came into the shot again and a fourth woman was led into the main room. I watched as the woman was stripped and tied to a low table, "hello girls, why do you think that table is so low?"

One of the other girls in my living room said "Woof-woof!" "Oh god I do hope so!" came from one of the other women.

'Titan' ran through my head, 'at least Sandra will be happy'. I was surprised at how quiet my group went while watching Titan with the woman and the consequence of her climactic outburst, I managed to look away from the dog fucking to look around the room, everyone was almost drooling at the sight of the dog fucking the woman. I also watched my friend's faces as they watched the woman being stretched against the wall of pain and when she was whipped with the riding crop at least two of my friends got very excited, no, that's too small a word, they got extremely turned on watching the beating.

Sandra whispered to Kelly, "Do you think we could find a stud dog for next month's 'shop and perv'?" Kelly replied, "Or a riding crop!" Well, my life really was turning out to have lots of surprises popping up since I began to look for ways of relieving my boredom and sexual frustrations.

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