My Summer Of Being A Sex Slave Ch. 03

Day 3

I woke up next to Racheal, carefully got out of bed then went to the bathroom to get cleaned up. Then I went out to the living room, Amanda and Victoria were already awake. I greeted them then went to work making breakfast, I noticed that coffee had already been made. While fixing breakfast Beth and then Racheal joined us.

When I finished making breakfast, I announced it to everyone like I was told to. Then just crawled under the table as usual. This time I intentionally changed up the rotation, because why not. I serviced them all according to what I've learned about each of them.

First, I did Racheal, she was hard to get excited, seemed like nothing normal would get her going but she was not impossible I had to just learn her preferences.

Then I did Victoria, she was extremely easy. Only soft and slow actions and just about any touch got her going.

Then I did Beth, she was completely straight forward. Didn't like nonsense or much in the way of foreplay. Just to the point and simple.

Then there was Amanda, she was wild. She liked the rough stuff, it actually the only thing she even responded to.

After I gave them all orgasms, I cleaned up the kitchen. Then I went to them in the living room, I just sat there in a kneeling position with my knees spread way out and hands beside me not interfering with any view of my lady parts. They chatted away with each other over meaningless topic.

After a while they got up had me retrieve the inflatable mattress from along the wall. Then lay down on its face up where they tied me to it spread eagle. I thought here goes to fun, at least I hope whatever this is, is fun. Amanda left, returning moments later with a small case. She opened it and her and Beth just sat there reading the instructions.

They remove a device, cylindrical, about six to nine inches long, with a plug hanging from it. Meanwhile Racheal went off and came back with an extension cord. They plugged something into the device, it appeared to be plastic, long circular, with a 45-degree bend toward the tip flaring out to a disc shape. They turned it on, the part sticking out that I thought was plastic glowed with a light. Oh my God, oh my God, it's one of those electric wand thingies, for shocking people.

I have no idea how hard any of these things shock you. My breathing grew, I just laid there, what else could I do, staring at the wand as they brought it to me. I'm dreading this, is this going to hurt, how much? Amanda was holding the wand; she knelt down next to me and then held the wand close to but not touching my skin. She started with my arm.

She waved the wand along my arm, but not touching it, I felt shocks from it, they weren't terrible like I had feared. The shocks were more like tingles, with some harder jolts from time to time. Whenever she accidentally touched me with the wand I got tingles from it. She scanned it across my arm from elbow to shoulder repeatedly, then moved to my thigh, same treatment. From knee to groin, I got the same tingling along its route, it felt good, weird but good.

After a while of covering my thigh, both outer and inner thigh. She changed to my stomach, that hit a nerve. My stomach was far more sensitive as she went from just above my vulva to below my breasts, the tingling was getting immense. I yapped out, it went from a large tingle to some, not severe, but not in severe shocks.

She continued working my stomach area thoroughly, not missing any parts and covering each one several times. When she got to a sensitive area, I let out a gasp of surprise, she then lingered there for a while, my reward I guess, though it didn't really feel like a reward. Then up she went across right between my breasts, my cleavage. That also both tinkled and hurt a little.

She proceeded around my décolletage making numerous passes. She also strayed up across my neck even getting the underside of my chin. I squirmed, stiffened, and bucked a little. She also paused a while when shocking my upper breasts.

She then made several passes up and down my cleavage between my breasts again. She was smiling the whole time, obviously enjoying this. She came the main event; she did my breasts themselves. While slowly going around them she kept moving the wand up and down.

Pausing attention to my lower breasts especially, also quite a bit of attention to my upper breasts. I stiffened up quite often during this time, while letting out ever increasing gasps and grunts. Then finally she let my nipples have it.

Lingering for some time on my nipples, several times she even touched them with the wand. This was a lot for me to take, but there wasn't anything for me to do about it. Occasionally jerking and stiffening and letting out expressions between pain and pleasure. Finally, she moved on.

Again, some passes over my upper arms, then stomach, finally my upper thighs, both inner and outer. Then on to what now I considered the main event, my vulva. She ran up and down it very slowly, letting me experience everything it had to offer. She lingered right above my clitoris letting it get a good amount to the wand. This both excited and hurt at the same time, I couldn't help but let out some verbalizations. She then turned off the wand and changed out the electrode for one that was straighter and more cylindrical with a few ridges near its tip. Turned the wand back on, this new electrode lit up.

She then pushed it straight into my vagina, it wasn't pain per say nor pleasure either. It was more of a combination, indescribable. She pumped it in and then out over and over. Then along the vaginal walls, hitting my G spot repeatably. This isn't even describable, both pain and pleasure immensely and simultaneously. It hurt and got me off at the same time, I stiffened up, bucked and let out exasperations and exaltations.

This wasn't brief, she kept it up for what seemed like forever. I got most of the way to orgasm, then she stopped. Turned off the wand, set it down and stood up. She changed places with Racheal, it all started again. Like Amanda she started with my arms, though I could immediately feel a difference, I'd swear she turned it up. But Amanda has always been rougher that Racheal, or anybody else for that matter, it's either just my perception or something definitely different. Maybe it's just they were going easy on me at first, maybe I even dodged a bullet, because Amanda liked things rough.

She ran the wand just above my skin on my arms sending tingling sensations all over me. This continued for a while. Then she moved over to my breasts and abdomen, not differentiating between my breasts or abdomen. She went from one across my cleavage to the other breast then down to the abdomen, covering the whole area on my front with equality. This of course included my nipples, running across them like they were no different than any other part of me.

After giving my entire front bigger shocks than before she moved to my legs. Like the abdomen my legs for her included my crotch. She went up one legs and across my labia then downward, also across my labia, to my other legs over and over again. The stimulation was building in me exponentially. After she got tired of that, she moved on to inclusively shock my vulva.

Though the difference this time she played around with my clitoris. Going across it and shocking it, pushing the wand up against it stimulate vibrating it, though it was with electricity instead of vibrations. This caused my clit to bring me further along the orgasm trail. Finally, she changed the electrode in the wand and inserted the thing into my vagina.

She probed my vagina with the wand, getting all the side walls as well as the upper and lower walls. She rotated the wand in one continuous motion around and around again. She then ran the wand in and out across my G spot for further stimulation. At one point she left the wand stagnate in what she believed was my G spot, she missed, it still felt good though.

After a while she finally got what she was looking for. She brought me to climax. I shuttered, spasmed, shook, even cried out. I moaned like no one was there, they all laughed at that.

Then was Victoria's turn, she spent inordinate amount of time on my décolletage and abdomen. Though first she started with my arms, shocking them repeatedly not stopping. She even at one point did my armpits, that hurt more than I thought it should. When I flinched the first time she immediately changed to a different body part.

She then went for my legs. She started at the top and moved down to my knee, then skipped over the knee and went down my lower leg, then back up. This continued for a long time, maybe far too long, maybe. While doing this Victoria had a contemplative look to her.

She changed to my abdomen she ran the wand across it thoroughly then through my cleavage to my décolletage, there she again was through and extensive, basically all but ignoring my breasts. They along with my vulva only got quick curiosity treatment.

Then it was Beth's turn, like Amanda and Racheal she went over my entire body. She once again started with my arms, why are all doing that I wondered, it must be because their just there right in front of them. She didn't dwell there long soon she was at my legs.

She did them briefly but unlike the others she also winded my feet too. That really tickled, I laughed, what would you do with your feet being tickled. She lingered there making me laugh for quite some time. Then she moved up to my abdomen.

Unlike Victoria she did the opposite, briefly shocking my stomach and spending the most time shocking my breasts. She did my nipples especially. I had no choice but to let out some yelps at that. They all responded to my yelping with laughter of their own.

When she got to my vulva she spent time on the clitoris as well, after changing the electrode to the insertion one, she held the wand against my clit for a substantial amount of time, as well as massage it with the wand. She then stuck the wand into by vagina. Probing around a little but mostly just having it linger in one place for an extended period. By watching my reactions, she was able to hone in on my G spot, then just left the wand there. She also held it there long enough for a second climax.

When Beth had finished with the wand they put it away. Victoria came back to sit next to me, absent mindedly gently rubbing my thigh while conversing with the others. Other than that, they left me to just lay there while tied to the mattress.

Finally, they came and released me, had me stand up. Then they had me overlay my arms behind my back horizontal to the ground. They of course then fastened my arms with a chain to each other like before. Then they paced a blindfold over my eyes, and using ice reawaken my nipples and clit. Then, SNAP, SNAP, my nipples got clamped, SNAP, then my clit got the same.

I was standing there getting excited by the pressure on my nipples and clit. Then was pulled forward my both nipples and clit. I started walking, then being guided from behind by hands on my upper arms we were outside, then in the yard. I was getting excited, is this the same thing that they did on the first day, being naked led by nipples and clit attached to a chain? On the first day I was gagged as well, but that really didn't matter, it was the rest, bound hands, blindfolded, pulled by nipples and clit, that's what matters.

We continued on, the constant pulling of the chain, this was perfect. A turn, my nipples and clit guided me, another turn, another pull, more sensation. I was in bliss, I really loved this since that day, glad I told them so. Then the fantasies started, I was being led by my cruel master down the public street. People where jeering at me, calling me names, occasionally a hand would touch me.

My master would sometimes stop me and instruct to pose for pictures. Yes, I know this if it actually happened, we would get arrested, but let a girl have her fantasies. While I imagined being photographed by strangers, I would imagine hands violating my breasts, and probing up my vagina. My master now led me through a crowded building, school perhaps, doesn't really matter, all that matters is that I'm the subject of total humiliation. Back in the real world I actually hung my head down to mimic the shame I had in my imagination.

More turns in the real world, more tugs on my private parts, more sensations. Now my Master led me into a party, I was the only one nude, I was blindfolded, so how could I know that, no matter, it was my fantasy that mattered not logic. At that party I got molested quite a bit, then got fucked, gangbanged even. I was blissfully going along, being pulled left and right, the forward, loving every minute of it. Realization hit me; I'm really descending into sluttiness.

We continued turning left and right occasionally, with each turn I received a tug on my clamped genitals. With each pull I was brought closer and closer to a climax. The feeling just kept building. Another tug, more building, the feeling started to wash over me.

The largest and longest tug I've ever felt, I was turned around now heading back, I liked it. We continued our walk, a tug this way, a tug that way, then all of a sudden, a big tug forward, my nipples and my clit burned. "Ow!" I exclaimed in surprise; I was rewarded with the sounds of laughter. Then, SMACK, I was struck on one of my buttocks, "Ow!".

Another large tug forward all of a sudden, they were playing with me, but I liked it, I couldn't help it. I tried to return to my fantasies but their messing with me interrupted it. Back in the moment more tugging, some turning me, some just for the sake of tugging me. I was getting really close to a climax.

We continued onwards, the tugs kept coming, the orgasm kept building. I could feel I was close, another change of direction. That's all there was for me, just the sensation of my nipples and clit simultaneously being pulled. A hand was now on one of buttock, it squeezed, that took me further towards climax.

We went on, suddenly I stopped, was pulled because of the surprise stop, that helped me to get over the edge. I shook, I cried out, it had me. The orgasm washed through me, over me, it was everything. It lasts I don't know how long, from my perspective it was forever. I the background, far off, I heard cheering and laughter.

Standing there I just shook, I was calling out with animal sounds, it swept through me. I was breathing heavily unable to catch my breath. It felt gorgeous, it was everything. Then my wonderful orgasm was ending, it came down slowly but surely. After all, could do was breath in and out, heavily, until my senses returned.

Then from behind I felt a hug, it was Victoria, I recognized her hugs anywhere. She slowly and comfortably stroked my abdomen while hugging me from behind. Then I felt a hard pull to go forward. Now my nipples and clit instead of being erotic they were painful. All they did was burn, but the tugging continued just like before but this time pain where before it was pleasure. I cried out "Ahw!" with each tug.

This continued for far too long, wish they knew to stop this after I orgasmed, but how could they. What had started off as a treat was now a torture, if only I could tell them, but that's the life of a slave, taking the bad with the good. We continued on, more change of directions came at me. I let out a "Ah!", "Ack!", or "Ouh!" with every pull. Then eventually we came to a stop, thank God!

They removed the clamps on my genitals and released my arms from their bounds. Then whomever it was raised up my arms and resecured them by what I assumed was ropes. Then they secured my ankles spread out, I was in a spread-eagle position once again.

I was forced to wait there just like that for an indeterminate amount of time. Then I heard some of at least if not all of the girls approach me. I could hear them all around me. Then WHACK, I got a whip across both buttocks, "Aaawww!". WHACK, another one this time from behind right up my labia, "Aaauuugggghhhh!". Then, CRACK, a switch right across both breasts impacting my nipples, which were still sore from the long clamping and pulling they just had "Aaaaccccckkkkk!". Then I heard Beth say "One."

Then, WHACK, right where it was before, another across both buttocks again. "Gggaaaccckkkk!" WHACK, once again another right up by vulva just like the first time, "Ooooggggghhhh!" CRACK, a switching across breasts, this time it got them above the nipples. "Aaagggg!" Beth then said "Two."

Once again, WHACK, again across both buttocks "Aaaahhhhh!". WHACK once again right up the labia, "Aahh, aahh, aahh!" CRACK, across my breasts this time below the nipples, "Oooouuuhhh!" Beth, "Three."

WHACK, my buttocks, how much more can I take, "Aaaaiiii!" Whack, again up through my legs contacting my vulva, "Oouucchh!" CRACK, my tits, hit my breasts again, "Oooowww!" Beth "Four."

After a very while, WHACK, again my buttocks got it, "Aaalllggg!" WHACK, my labia were burning after this one, "Uuuggghhh!" CRACK, and once again across of nipples and breasts, "Oooohhhh!" Beth said "Five"

Finally, it all stopped, I was on fire. Then I felt a hug, it put pressure against my breasts, "Ooouuuccchhh!" "Oh!" I heard Victoria exclaim, and the hugging changed to just below my breasts, better. "Sorry." Said Victoria. I felt her hands gently stroke my back and sides; her head turned sideways against my side at the border of my abdomen. She hugged me for quite a while, just stroking me and soothing sounds.

Then they left me although Victoria remained for a while. Then I was left alone with only the burning on my breasts, cunt, and bottom to keep me company. I hung there most of the time with my head just drooping down, I had no energy left. After that treatment I also could not focus enough to even fantasize about anything, it got boring but I persevered, well with me being tied up there wasn't anything else I could do.

I then heard them coming, and yes, they let me go from the ropes. But before we went anywhere, they had me spread my legs. Amanda then inserted a rather large dildo, not massive, into my vagina. They then tied a rope around my waist and then ran it between my legs. Beth then placed the rope across the dildo then taped it to hold the rope onto the dildo. Then they refastened my arms behind my back in the now normal parallel to ground position. Hooking a leash to my collar they led me back to the cabin.

Ever tried to walk with a large dildo in you, it isn't easy. It kind of makes you want to spread your legs out; I won't be able to move fast enough like that. But instead of going back into the cabin they led me around it. While starting the journey around the cabin my tits and ass were starting to calm down from the whipping, but with the large dildo up my vagina that kept burning. Every step rubbed against one then the other vaginal wall.

This was different, I don't know how to categorize it, good, bad, or indifferent? When we got back to the front of the cabin, they just continued onward, OK another trip at least. By now the pressure on my side vaginal walls is building up, damn I'm horny again. We plodded along; this dildo was rubbing me with each step. When we finally got back to the front of the cabin I was patting heavily.

They stopped and we went onto the porch, they had me wait there, with hands strapped behind my back, blindfolded, and a large dildo crammed up my vagina. When they came back, they moved me into the place they wanted. They tied my feet spread apart, which relived the dildo pressure a bit. Then unfastened my arms and then tied them back up all spread-eagle again.

Then someone started rubbing me softly with something soft, they were tickling me. First it was stroking me up and down the sides of my abdomen from armpit to waist. I couldn't help it I started laughing and giggling. Then I felt someone else start on the back of my legs. Being bound the way I was there was no avoiding it, all I could do it laugh out loudly, while struggling and flinching to get away, which was impossible. They started on my other side and abandoned the back side of my leg to change over to the opposite armpit from the side tickling.

By now I was half laughing and half crying, I couldn't stop. Then I was attacked in my inner thigh. The jerking and struggling was mighty, way more than when I was whipped or orgasmed. Then it was my nipples, even though I have been recently whipped there I still flailed around. Now it was my nipples, thighs, and sides being abused by tickling. Then the attacker on my sides changed to the small of my back.

I was crying and laughing, also begging at this point. They were relentless, they were evil. Then my thighs were abandoned and it started on my neck. I've never imagined that I would crave pain over being tickled. Then from armpits to ears. I shook my head as violently as I could, I couldn't take this anymore. Every time I would stop shaking my head my ears were targeted again.

This sounds fun but it's not, actual agony while both laughing and crying. Then they started on my ribs. There was no way to move free from that. I pleaded, begged, promised them anything, I even offered to drop all boundaries, but the tickling just continued unabated. They stop my neck attack and started on my vulva. Oh God, how long can this go on! Answer, quite some time, by the time it was finished they tried my butt, where the butt meets the legs, behind my knees, my cleavage, breasts, and back.

After it was all over, I just hung there limp. I couldn't do anything, nothing left. All I could do was listen to them laughing at me, I was broken. Took from my perspective forever to recover, but I eventually did. When I got released from the ropes, had the dildo removed, and was unblindfolded. Someone, I have no idea who, told me to go make lunch. I received a slap on my ass on my way to the kitchen, by who couldn't tell you.

I then made lunch uneventfully, serviced my friends while they ate. After lunch I joined them in the living room. They had some dildos line up on a board sitting across two chairs. Beth told me that I had to impale myself on them from smallest to largest to see how far I could go. Before I began, they bound up my arms behind my back horizontally again.

First, I had to straddle the board, I simply lifted up one leg then moved it to other side of the board. Then came the first dildo, it wasn't all that big, I just squatted over it and let it slip in, no problem. They instructed me to Impale myself five times before moving on. First one was easy, up and down five times, nothing to it. Then came the second one, bigger but not by much. Went to impale myself and it didn't go in as easily. At first, I started to slide down on it, had to stop and lift up then back down to get it to insert. The second time the same thing happened, had to stop lift up and then inserted it into vagina engulfing it. The third time I went almost all the way up then slid down and had it. The fourth time again up and out, them once again down onto it. The fifth time after I slid it out then went down, I had to stop, then go up a little and back down completely. Then off it and on to the next.

The next one I had to try three times to get it in. First time was clearly a no go, then tried again, pain, had to stop and restart again, I finally got it in. The second time I still had some difficulty absorbing it in me. I did get it done though. The third time, more problems, had to restart once to get myself to take it but did. The fifth time I went down slower than before, it was starting to hurt, I tried to go up and down a short way at the point it was hurting. After three times up and down I got it in. This next one is going to be a problem.

I approached the next dildo, it was looking kind of towards the massive side, big enough to invoke fear in just about any woman. On the first try it was a no go from near the beginning. I was only able to take a few inches in before I had to stop. I then proceeded slowly, taking it a little at a time and stopping to move up and down to try to get myself to open up more to take it. This worked for a while but a little way past half way I had to stop again. Rubbing myself on it in thrusting motions a few times before then ramming it down a little further but not all the way. More stroking on it then finally got it all in.

I was sitting on it, stuffed fully, I knew that I couldn't do this again. I pleaded with the girls to help get me off it. Only Victoria moved to help me, but the others stopped her and told me I had to exact myself by myself. Sitting there for a while trying to build up some strength I then went for it. I got up part way and had to stop, at this point humping it seemed pointless, as that's the way to go down on it, I need to go up.

After I rested for a minute, up again, it was hard, it's like pulling something out that's held in with suction. That's when it hit me, maybe there is something like suction going on. So, I wiggled left and right a bit then went up, it was slow, it was like I'm really stuck on it, but sure enough I slowly rose up from the dildo. Then pop I came off it. Finally. I stood there for some time just resting and letting myself fall back into shape down there. After some time, I lifted my leg up and extracted myself.

Then I just stood there trying to let myself relax. Then I looked over at the girls, they were silently laughing. Racheal came over to me and removed my arm binding, then told me to get them some drinks. When I got back, they let me just kneel there on the floor for a while to recuperate. After a while they got up carrying their drinks and Beth put a leash on my collar and lead me outside.

When we got outside, they pointed to a bucket and told to go fill it with rocks but not to move it. I then went out to the yard and started searching for rocks. Amanda yelled at me "Faster!" I sped up with the search. Then Amanda yelled "Faster!" I took the hit and started running looking for rocks. I found a couple and carried them back to the bucket. The girls cheered a bit. I returned running around found some more and returned again dropping them in the bucket. The girls clapped and shouted encouragements. I thought this is a strange reaction, it's not hard to find rocks out here, what's with all these reactions. I found a few more returned to the bucket they were equally excited, they all seemed to be watching me just find rocks in the yard, when I went for more Racheal and Beth yelled "Faster!"

OK what's going on here, I ran around looking for more when I noticed that when running my breasts were flapping about wildly, normal for a woman but noticeable by someone else when doing this naked. I blushed but kept running around as instructed but now I kept noticing by breasts flapping around wildly. There wasn't any help for it all I could do was put on my show for them. My breasts were flapping away as I filled up the bucket. I was a little proud that my breasts were actually just big enough to generate flapping.

When I had filled the bucket, they let me stop. But when I returned up to the porch, I got a round of each of them manually flapping my breasts a bit. Then Beth put my leash on, when did it become my leash? Led me back inside with the others flowing us. Positioned me in the living room and told me to stand there. Amanda went and Racheal came up to me carrying two large cuffs, they strapped them on my upper thigs and had me kneel down. They attached the thigh cuffs to my ankle cuffs. I realized that now I couldn't stand up. Then they had me put my arms into the parallel position and reattached a chain through my wrist and arm cuffs again, so now I couldn't use my hands. They connected a rope to my wrist cuffs and then to a hook in the wall behind me.

Now I couldn't move forward at all. Then they put two of the kitchen's chairs a little way before me facing out in the left and right direction. Then they place a stick on the second to last upper slat on the back of the chairs. Then emptied the bucket on the floor and then clasped a pair of nipple clamp on me. The chain from the clamps was tied to a rope they ran over the stick then tied the bucket to it. So now I was tied down couldn't move forward and couldn't stand up, had my nipples clamped then the clamp's chain ties to a rope which extended to a stick with the rope holding up a bucket. Holy shit now I see where this is going.

Then they stared putting the rocks I collected into the bucket pulling on my nipples. As they filled the bucket the clamps attached to my nipples where pulling on them. At first it was a slight pull, then a definite pull, then it started to really pull them hard. That's when Amanda sat next to me looking directly at my breasts being pulled by their nipples, Beth and Racheal were loading the rocks by now, slowly pausing after each few were loaded. Victoria was sitting on the couch with a very anxious look on her face.

After a while the load was getting to be too much, then soon after that Amanda said "Stop!" She had a smile on her face, while I had started to shake and sweat. My breathing increased dramatically I couldn't think of anything but the ache of the pull. It hurt, it hurt, was all that was going through my mind. They all sat back down on the couch and chairs watching me, the show.

OK, I'm not ready to give up state secrets or anything like that. But the pulling it won't stop, it wont anything it just is, it's was all that is, my new reality. That evil bucket, what did I ever do to it? Nothing, that's what I did, why is it doing this to me, what's wrong with it. Is this bucket actually evil, this devil bucket! Sweat started to accumulate, oh this hurt, I started making grunting sounds and some lower pitched sounds of exacerbation, I just can't help myself.

I try to at least shift my position to attempt some relief, but with the way I was bound all I could do was wiggle around a little and end up in the exact same position. Nothing I could do except just knell there and endure, I couldn't even think, only experience this, this mighty pulling. I again let out more grunts, they communicated pain, frustration, and resignation all at the same time. Are my nipples even going to remain on me? Ok, bucket you win I'm ready to give up state secrets.

Then Amanda was next to me, am I saved? Is she going to release me? She moved one of my knees away from the other. Then inserted something into my vagina, turned it on. It's a vibrator! Then she returned to join the others, they have a remote, because the vibrator just increased its vibrations, ramped up really good!

Now I have the two competing on me. First the bucket pulls, then the vibrator vibrates, each taking the place of the other. No, they're not competing they are actually working together, combining their efforts and causing me to feel each simultaneously, those bastards! I bet their mothers and fathers never even knew each other's names. I now know that the bucket and vibrator are in cahoots with each other.

I swear to God and everything holy that when I get out of this I'm going to hunt that bucket's family and exact my revenge on them all! Yes, I know I'm not thinking straight right now, but it's all that evil buckets fault, it's doing all this on purpose. And this vibrator, it's this evil bucket's henchman.

I vibrator started making gains, my vagina was starting to rally feel it, can the pleasure actually out gain the pain, please do, please! All I could do was sit there and experience these sensations, one pleasant the other unpleasant. One pleasure the other pain. One good one bad. How else can I describe this, I need to distract myself, oh hell I can't think of any more, well back to reality.

I looked over at the couch and chairs, they all looked so happy with themselves. Berth, Amanda, and Racheal all had proud grins on their faces. Victoria looked worried, sad, she's just so sweet, even motherly. All I could think at that time was, how long can this go on! Then they came over and started to release me from this. Finally, that was forever, no other timeframe can describe this. When finally released from everything all I could do was lay there, enjoying not having my nipples pulled any longer. They were erect and hurt.

Victoria came up to me, laid down nest to me and just held me. After what seemed a long time I had recovered enough to roll over on my side and in return I held Victoria, after a while we kissed each other. After a long while the other came up to us and told me to get up. I was a little weak but able. They attached the leash and led me outside, then to my whipping location. Oh man not this again, not now. They tied me back up all spread-eagle again. I don't know if I can take a whipping right now, we'll see. They then left and returned into the cabin.

Later they came back out, they were wearing rain ponchos. Victoria and Racheal were each carrying two folding camping stools and Beth and Amanda had a box between them. They opened and sat down the stools, then they gathered around the box. When they came back to me they each had jars of stuff and paint brushes, Oh, those must be jars of paint. Beth and Amanda each went to one side and started on my breasts, Victoria knelt down between them and started on my vulva, and Racheal went behind me and stared on my back. This tickled somewhat, the brush strokes against my skin. I couldn't see what they were doing, all I could do was endure the tickling brushing on me. I involuntarily flexed often, and I giggled at this treatment.

I couldn't see what they were painting on me, but when Beth and or Racheal got to the top of my breasts I was able to see that they were just designs. Had No idea what Victoria was doing to my vulva or Racheal to my back, but Racheal seemed to go slowly. Then Victoria went for my thighs, starting on one of my inner thighs. Then Beth finished her work and continued onto my décolletage. Soon after Amanda moved on to my abdomen.

This went on for quite a while, with Vitoria moving on to my other inner thigh. Amanda's treatment of painting my abdomen yielded many giggles and involuntary spasms from the tickling. Victoria continued to my outer thighs, she must have look at my back because she let out a large gasp of surprise. Beth and Amanda went around back to see what was up, they each let out a sound of shock and surprise.

"My God!" exclaimed Amanda, "Oh my!" said Beth, then the three of them just chuckled. They came back to doing my front and Beth said to me while laughing a little, "You have a big Dick on your back!". Amanda said to Beth, "That looks really good, very realistic, Racheal's got some talent!" Beth, Amanda, and Victoria returned back to their work.

After finishing my décolletage Beth moved on to my face. She at one point had me close my eyes while she did the underside of my brows, thankfully she skipped my eye lids themselves, I wasn't looking forward to having paint get in my eyes. Victoria did my legs completely with Amanda finally finishing up my abdomen, moving onto my sides. Racheal was still working on my back. When Beth finished my face, she was off to my neck, and with that she did the underside of my chin.

Amanda moved to do the back of neck. Beth eventually moved on to my other side. Victoria kept moving down my legs. After those Beth and Amanda did my buttocks and then did my arms. Victoria eventually even did the top of my feet. Rachal spent the entire time just on my back. When they were finished they walked around me inspecting their work. They each, except Racheal lingered at looking at my back, with many whistles and some cat calls.

When they were done with their paint job they just packed up and left me there, going beck into the cabin. I was speechless, of course there was no one here to talk to. I once again had to just hang there for God knows how long. Then it occurred to me that maybe they where just letting the paint dry. I had no other choice than to think positively. Then they returned to the porch with dinks and just sat down there. Well I'm on my own again.

After just hanging there for a while I tried to come with some fantasies that applied, but nothing came to mind. I've never fantasied about being hung up as a painting. Oh, maybe decorative bondage, what could I come up with to keep myself amused.

I was spread-eagled off to one side of a living room, the occupants were having a dinner party I was their display. Damn, this isn't doing anything for me.

I was tied to a tree in a backyard while the hosts hosted a party, everyone was grilling. No, this isn't working either, wasn't getting me interested. Nothing, this wasn't working, I needed humiliation, but isn't it humiliating to be nude on display for a bunch of party goers. But for some reason it just wasn't working for me right now, maybe it was the situation I was in, maybe not.

With little else I could do I tried to examine myself, from the binding I was in it wasn't much but maybe somehow, I could get a look. Looking down all I could really see was the top of my breasts, which were one had a swirly like pattern and the other some stripes going out from the nipple. Though I could see that one nipple was painted and the other one wasn't. Tried but couldn't see much of my legs or even tell what they were painted as. I turned my head and got a look at mt arms. They were covered in all sorts of patterns, like a modern painting display nothing in particular. I saw stars, flowers, hearts, all mixed together with numerous other things.

Man, this isn't working for me at all, I even tried to imagine a group of campers finding me like this and raping me. What's wrong with me, normally I do well with naughty fantasies but now, nothing. Then I just started reminiscing about being ties up and having that evil bucket try to pull my nipples off. I remembered it fondly, what? Why fondly that evil bucket tried to kill me. Though by now I have to admit that there was something erotic about it, that I could look back on and appreciate.

After a little while longer the girls came, took another turn around me. They poked me with their fingertips, examined their fingers and continued on. I got plenty of poking done to me, when finished they released me, thank God. They put the leash on me and led me back to the cabin. When we all got back to the cabin they told me to start dinner.

When making dinner I noticed that they were paying abnormal attention to me, I must have been I sight all weirdly painted and such. But with no mirrors I'm the only one who didn't know. When I got dinner, table set, I went out to the living and announced to my mistress that dinner was served, look I said my mistresses, I'm actually thinking of them that way, cool. They just stared at me with big smiles on their faces, but came to eat.

As usual I crawled under the table and gave them cunnilingus. After finishing them all off I went to crawl back out from the table, but Amanda said "Do us again, slave." I crawled back and did another round. But when I got to Victor she just waved me off with her hand, she than leaned down and said "Thank you."

After that second time around and they were still sitting there I crawled back to Amanda, she spread her legs open, I continued. I did all three a third time, Victoria again waved me off. I crawled out but Amanda stopped me saying "Again!" I went for a fourth round, but Beth, Racheal, and of course Victoria all waved me off. Then before I could even start a fifth round they all got up. I crawled out and then went to work in dishes.

When finished with the kitchen I joined the others in the living room. When I got there, they got up and rebound my arms once again, I'm staring to consider this my natural state. Led me out to the porch, no leash though. On the porch I saw a rope with knots tied into it every foot or so, the rope stretched taught from one railing across the porch the long ways to the opposite railing, the porch furniture had been moved out of the rope's way.

They had me straddle the ropes with the rope now digging into my crotch. They then instructed me to go across the patio to the other side. Oh, this is going to hurt. At first, I just stood there, the rope up between mt labia against my vagina. First, I started to walk very, extremely, slowly, the rope pulling up against my vagina. It didn't hurt all that bad some pain, I expected that. It was the constant hard one way rubbing against my vagina, it was starting to wear at me. Then I got to the first know, this isn't going to be fun, but I challenged myself and also decided to make a game of it, could I figure this out. For the first attempt on the first know I just tried to plow through it. That was a mistake, I went over it alright but it rubbed up against me hard, too hard. When I got to the other side I felt like I was just hit by a whip down there. Man, this hurt bad.

I took several deep breaths recouped for a few moments and plodded onward. I rope continued to burn as I slowly proceeded, was it the ropes nature or the fact that I just ran that knot through me roughly that's causing the burning. Got to the second knot.

Now this time I knew I couldn't just rough it again. So, I tried to proceed a little at a time. Very slowly pushing myself over the knot, a little at a time, a little more, then a little more, almost there. At last I got through the last little bit of the knot. Whoa I thought two down but my crotch is burning now. I continued again to the third knot.

Once there at the third knot I knew I needed a better plan. But unfortunately, I wasn't able to think of anything. What am I going to do, what to do? Let's try this I attempted to jump over the knot. Though I didn't make it completely I landed with the knot right under me. "Ouch!" I called out. There I was straddling a rope with a knot right under me pressing my lady parts cruelly. Well no help for it now, I forcibly plowed on to get off the knot. That didn't help, now here I am, my loins burning, my vagina has been plowed through. This is pain, like no other, then I remember some of the other thongs they've put me through.

Well I guess no real difference between this and the others but at the moment they hurt more than memories do. OK the fourth knot, what to try now. I got it finally figured it out, it was only a matter of time, and trials. I moved forward towards the knot as fast as I could, I ran over the next knot I fast as possible. That was a mistake. "Aaaooowww!", "Aaaggghh!", "Ouchy, wow!" I exclaimed. Man, that hurt like you don't know what, it was still hurting, was I wrong, don't ever do that, I tell you. The girls were laughing, I wasn't.

This hurts the throbbing isn't just going to go away. The next knot was looking at me like I was its victim already, damn you knot, damn you to hell. It was still staring at me like a predator. I've got to think, is this even possible? I approached the next knot, so I needed something different, outside the box. But all I could come up with were variations of what I already tried. Maybe that was the answer I was searching for.

I waddled up to the next knot, but instead of just going over it, I lifted my left leg up and extended it while my leg was raised and moved my leg over the knot. But instead of clearing the knot I hit it on the tail; end of the knot. Bad but not nearly as bad, it was livable. Up to the next one, this time when I hit the knot I backed up just a little bit, I advanced up my right leg as far as I could, then lifted up my left leg and tried to get it over the knot. A small intersection with the knot but not so bad. I did it!

"No, cheating not fair." Said Amanda.

"Nothing wrong with what she did, she figured it out." said Victoria.

Racheal said "We never made rules, she's fine."

Beth said "She's obviously hurt, we'll give her a break, let's let her go with this."

So, I continued, advancing one leg, then lifting the other, and getting hit by knot just a little bit. Before I finished the rope, Victoria joined me by my side, cheering me on. When I got through the entire rope Victoria hugged me, sounding all the like I just finished a marathon or something equally momentous. Beth joined us and with Victoria help they assisted me in lifting off the rope.

They then took down the rope and put back the porch furniture. Victoria held on to me the whole time, she seemed happier then I did that I figured out to get across that rope. They let me kneel down on the floor while they sat in the chairs. I just kneel there recovering while they just chatted away. No one seemed to notice or just didn't care that my hands were still bound behind me. Then I realized that I'm right there kneeling down completely naked while my friends all sat in chairs clothed. This seemed extremely erotic.

Then after a while they told me to stand back up. Victoria helped me get up, of course she did. They moved me to the center of the porch. Beth then approached me holding the familiar clamps with chain between them. Oh. My poor nipples, they've seen to spend half of the last couple of days clamped. They, of course, clamped my nipples, no kidding. At least these didn't have that dreaded third clamp that goes to the clitoris. They attached the ring at the center of the chain to a rope, again with ropes. Then loped the rope through a hook in the ceiling and hoisted it. My breasts were raised, normally seems like they are lowered with weights. I was forced to stand on the balls of my feet to save my nipples.

They finished this by tying the rope to a railing lifting me, not quite, but almost suspended. Ever try to stand on the balls of your feet, in other words tip toes, for very long, it's not possible. After a while I had to put my feet down. The pull on my nipples, while not extreme, was defiantly felt. I stood there for a while changing from just standing, with my nipples being pulled up roughly, to raising myself up a little on my toes thus tiring my feet out. You'd have to ask someone else how much time passed as I didn't have a watch, that and the fact that my hands were bound behind my back.

I couldn't really understand what the purpose of this was, maybe there wasn't any grand purpose maybe I was just suppose to stand here and have my nipples pulled. Then Amanda came up to me, she had a small device in her hand. It had a handle and some wheels attached to one end. The wheels had spikes all along their ends, Good Lord now I understand.

She ran the wheel across my upper breasts. How can I describe this, not torturous, not nothing, it was thousands upon thousands of bees like stings being applied across my body. "Aaaccckkk!", I said

Then she ran it again along the underside of my breasts, "Hhhheeeaaakkk!" I shouted. Then for good measure she ran that nasty little thingy right between my breasts along the cleavage. "Uuuuggghhh!" Then she moved on, across my stomach a few times, I involuntarily cried out again. Across my upper thighs right where they meet my butt.

It was running that wheel down my thighs that really got to me. It's almost indescribable the feeling of that, the bite of that wheel across something so sensitive. Then across my décolletage the wheel went. Between that stupid wheel and the pulling of my nipples being strung up like this I couldn't take it anymore, but what could I do in this position.

Then the wheel was applied across my labia, I tried to involuntarily dance at that one but my bondage prevented it. Then Amanda handed off the wheel to Beth. She went to work on me with it. She ran that nasty little thing across everything. My breasts, abdomen, vulva, thighs, behind my knees, up my back, down my butt, my upper arms, she even got my feet. Meanwhile my nipples were pulled like there's no tomorrow. This like so many of the other things seemed like to worst, but only when it was happening to me, I kept telling myself that later everything always seemed lesser than they did in the moment.

After that it was Racheal's turn. More of the same, by now I was in agony and enjoying it at the same time. She however didn't do anything new to me, but she did seem to enjoy herself. By now it didn't seem strange at all that Victoria didn't take a turn, she seems like she wasn't into inflicting pain, even when I want it.

After what seemed like endlessly being jabbed by that wheel and having my nipples practically pulled off. They let me down and removed my arm bindings. That was intense. I was directed to get everyone drinks then go take a shower. After I fixed then their drinks I headed off to shower.

When I got into the bathroom, I got my first chance to really check out mu paint job in a mirror. What I saw was amazing, at least I thought so. My entire body was covered, from face to feet, some skin showed but not much at all. Some skin at my hairline, around my eyes, a little of the ears, my hands and wrists, the bottom of my feet. Everything else was patterns except one nipple, with the other one painted. Funny being unpainted made it stick out so much.

I tried to turn around to see my back they all thought was hilarious, but when I turned, I couldn't see much, mostly the sides of my back. Oh well I started the shower and got in. I only just started when Victoria came in, stripped and joined me. Thankfully because I didn't know how I was going to wash this off my back otherwise.

I started to wash my front but she took over. She soaped me up and stared rubbing me, I thought she spent an inordinate amount of time on my breasts, but who hasn't in the past few days. She even knelt down and did my legs. She helped with my face and neck, and completely did my back.

She also lingered on my vulva, though by now, with everything in the last days, I didn't mind. I was actually genuinely grateful that she helped get all the paint. I then returned the favor and lathed her up and massaged her as well, spending also way too much time on her breasts too, and she had huge breasts, not believe it or not huge but way bigger than mine or any other of us girls.

When we finished, we dried off and I went to Amanda's room for the night. She was already there at didn't waste any time. She striped completely and started to feel me up, I did the same for her, but lesser than she did to me. She had breasts about the same size as mine, this helped because Victoria always made me feel a little inferior with her full set.

Amanda stared with grasping my breasts, she wasn't gentle either, she squeezed them, too much if she was my lover. She lifted them and tweaked my nipples. I simply just rubbed her breasts straight forwardly, she then told me "Go harder!", so I increased the pressure in a way that I would hate. She responded with enthusiasm. You think I would have known this after all the cunnilingus I performed on her.

She grabbed my buttocks and squeezed, I returned by reaching around her and scratching her back with my fingernails. We kissed, I reached up font of her a grasped one of her breasts and gave it a big squeeze. After that she pushed me onto the bed, jumped on next to me and laid down on her back. I crawled on top on her, she then pushed me down by the top of my head. I knew what she was directing me to do; I moved my head down to her vulva.

I attacked it, first I both rubbed her labia then grabbed them holding them firmly, more roughly than I would like to mine, Pulled them first outward towards me then straight out. I then went for her clitoris with my mouth, I just didn't nibble it, I actually grasped it with my teeth, not hard enough to bite it but hard enough that I could pull on it without losing it from my teeth. Which I did, I pulled on her clit with my teeth, she went wild.

I couldn't really say what she was talking about but I'm positive that they were mostly denigrating remarks and nondescriptive sounds, she was loud. First, I held her clit with my teeth on its top and bottom, pulled it out, slid my teeth down it until it was out of my mouth, then did it again with my teeth now on its left and right. Another pull on it and then let it slide slowly along my teeth until it was released.

Reaching into her vagina with a pair of fingers and using the other fingers I grasped her vagina, pulling on it and squeezing it at the same time. I immediately inserted the other two fingers, without the normal adding one at a time, roughly stroking her inner walls. When I got to her G spot I pressed on it like it was a stuck button, rubbing it with my fingernails. She went in to histrionics, bucking, kicking, shuttering, and yelling at me.

I then went for it; I added my thumb into her vagina and fisted her. She surprising went quiet, not soundless but and way lower volume. She arched her back thrusting her chest and abdomen upwards. Oh my God, she was in ecstasy. I tried to actually grab her G spot between a finger and thumb, but missed it, then I just started pinching at her side walls where ever I could get a grab.

She came like she was a demon, I attacked her clit with my mouth again. Now holding her clit in my mouth, her labia punched with one hand, the other hand completely and totally in her vagina, pinching her where ever I could get a grip. She just came and came, seemed like an enormous amount of time until she finally came down. I went at it again. Again, and again until she came two more times, I was exhausted.

I tried to stop at that time but she crammed my face back down into her vulva and said "Again, harder!" she was insatiable. I continued again, I was tired at this time but she wouldn't let me stop. Over and over, we went until she came two more times. That's when she finally let me stop. We laid there both breathing hard, until we both finally fell asleep.