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... rev my engine, I remembered back to the day when I took her anally and pissed up there as well, and fired my wad into the front panel, where her clit would be. I wrapped them up loosely and put them in her work shoes that she used in the kitchen. Then disappeared into the night, like the guy in the Milk Tray advert used to do.

Unknown to me, the trio had a half day off the next day, and unexpectedly trundled round in their car in the morning, found me in the garden, and started tying me up - still fully clothed - with scarves and bits of rope that Margey had helpfully (!) prepared for them.

I saw her out of the corner of my eye recording it all on that fucking portable video camera - the one she told me not to buy.

Hey, hey, what's the big deal?, I innocently cried, but my twinkling eyes betrayed me.

The mean Bindi face appeared. You!! You are a naughty and fucking sick pervert! How dare you leave your disgusting fucking baby batter anywhere near my precious clothes, especially my very expensive underwear.

So saying, she lifted up her short skirt to show the offending piece of underwear next to her cunt.

Yeah, we're her friends - to the bitter end, the two accompanying sisters intoned tunefully and in harmony, thus quoting my favourite song from my favourite Disney movie.

Suze: You've reached the pinnacle of your sexual deviance...

Beth: ...and now you're going to pay for it, Big Bird.

Unluckily for me, three of the four lodgers were there that day ...

... (not Sandy, or I might have got a real sassy earful) and came out to view the action although they hadn't a clue yet what it was all about.

Bindi pulled her skirt off and peed everything she had through her knickers into my mouth, thus combining her urine with old mucus and my semen...I just hoped that piece of shit was a cling-on and not detachable.

Beth & Suze followed suit, but they were knickerless and their delivery was clean and delectable - but not all in my mouth, some all over me.

Margey ordered Bindi to pull my zip down and take out my dick, and peed a HUGE bladderful on it and up my chest.

Bindi explained to the lodgers what I'd done the night before, but said it was just a joke, there was nothing mean or sinister in it, it was just our silly ritual, our kink, and she showed them that she loved wearing the knickers afterwards. Ally and Lyn and even Sven nevertheless covered every inch of my still dry clothes as an act of "solidarity & revenge".

When they eventually untied me (I was left lying on grass, sodden, for at least 10 mins), I stood under the outside shower with clothes on, first to get as much of the urine out of them before they went into the washing machine, then rinsed the rest of my body.

All 8 of us jumped into the hot tub (what a good investment it was), but the trio had to leave not long after, with many hugs and kisses, to prepare and load up for a smallish event that evening.

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I had given a red card to Sven for trying ...