Shared for the Weekend - Sex Stories

Shared for the Weekend

... I would feel the whip on my ass, back, or legs - just to keep me on my toes.

I could do nothing, nor would I if I could have.

Sometimes the whip was more tentative, and I assumed that was when 'E' was holding it. The slave in the corner stood quietly, saying and doing nothing the entire time.

'A' adjusted the bench so that it was supporting my chest a little better, and then I felt part of it fall away and leave me with my ass fully exposed and in the air, just waiting for someone to fuck me. 'A' positioned herself behind me and removed my plug only to replace it with something longer and slightly larger that she proceeded to fuck me with. "This is the strapon cock I'm going to fuck you with after dinner, but I want you to do a couple of things before that happens to show me your subservience.", she said while continuing to fuck deeply. She instructed 'E' to come and stand in front of me, and lift up her dress for me to lick her pussy. 'E' was tentative, but did as she was told. I was coming to the conclusion that she was actually submissive as well, even if she was more dominant than her husband. 'E' stood before me and brought her pussy closer, but it was difficult to be effective and get an angle to really service her well. 'A' instructed her to turn around and bend so I could have better access to her asshole, and once that happened, I was in perfect position to lick and fuck her ass with my tongue. We carried on that way for a few minutes, continuing with the ...

... constant in and out of the dildo behind me, before 'A' put a halt to our activities. She told me that they would all be leaving for dinner, and that food would be provided for me later, and that she at least would return after dinner. 'A' withdrew the large dildo from my ass and replaced my plug saying that it was better because it would stay in place for as long as she left me alone. She then unlocked the stocks and removed them, and chained my wrists to the rings on the lower part of the spanking bench. The last thing she did before she left was to take a riding crop off the wall and give me 10 lashes on each ass cheek, and a few extras up and down the back of my legs. Then everyone left me in the room on my own and presumably went off to dinner. I was alone, but not cold or uncomfortable as a blanket was thrown over top of me before they left. I was naked aside from the gag and shoes and my collar and plug, and all I could do was wait in anticipation of the next waiting for the next part of my weekend to find me.

I must have somehow fallen asleep in my bound state as when I opened my eyes, Gwyneth was there with 'C', and someone was behind me with a paddle going to work on my ass again. I was getting really tired, and feeling both overwhelmed by the variety of sensations of the day, and the variety of people who had been involved. It took me a bit to focus on where I was and what my situation was, and to come to a place of acceptance again that all of this was OK with ...