My Summer Of Being A Sex Slave Ch. 08

Day 8

Racheal woke up, she got out of bed and checked her clitoris and nipples, they were back to normal, thank God she thought. She went to the bathroom and prepared for the day. When finished she got dressed and headed out to the living room. She was the first one up, she made coffee for everyone.

Soon she heard stirring coming from the back bedrooms, someone went into the bathroom. After about fifteen minutes or so she heard them come out. Amanda came out leading Evelyn on a leash, they got coffee and Amanda joined Racheal on the couch and Evelyn went into the kitchen to start breakfast. It wasn't long until they heard more stirring in the back.

About a half hour later Beth came out, Evelyn brought Beth a cup of coffee, Beth joined them on a recliner chair.

Amanda, "Did anyone learn anything from yesterday beside that full-on whipping sucks ass."

Racheal, "Orgasm denial."

Beth, "What do you mean?"

Racheal, "At one point yesterday you both had me so wound up that I would have done just about anything to get an orgasm."

Amanda, "OK, so how do we use that?"

Beth, "Maybe if we wind them up over and over then only at the end, half a day maybe, let them get off."

Racheal, "Or an entire day, just keep them edged, they'd go nuts."

Beth, "Anything else?"

Racheal, "That walking around with your nipples and clitoris all enlarged was nuts too."

Amanda, "Yeah, imagine pulling weight with your nipples while they are expanded."

Beth, "We have to remember what brought this all on, doing things we only thought we knew about. I think when we have a new idea we should test it out first, maybe on ourselves or at least start small and work up slowly."

Amanda, "Oh, what if we enlarge their nips and clit first then apply clamps like Evelyn likes."

Racheal, "Ow. That could be mean."

Beth, "Whoa, that just combining two things we already tested and done, this could be good." Beth then looked over towards the kitchen, she saw them setting the table and bringing food over to it. Evelyn came out and announced that breakfast was served.

When the girls sat down to eat, Evelyn and Victoria per usual went under the table and brought them all to climaxes. Beth and Amanda three times and Racheal twice. By the time they where finished with all that cunnilingus the others had finished eating. They got back out, served them drinks, and attended to the kitchen clean up.

When they got out to the living room they were attached to leashes and led out into the yard by Amanda and Racheal, Beth followed carrying a bag and her drink.

Evelyn,

Once out into the yard Amanda went behind me and fastened my arms once again behind my back with my arms folded over the middle of my back, as usual. Beth removed those evil little suction cups from her bag, damn. Racheal lubed up one of my nipples and Beth put the cup over it, she of course pumped it up.

Here we go again, nipples just recovered from this overnight, now again they were being engorged. Yep, the other nipple and then my clit got the same treatment. Meanwhile Amanda tied Victoria arms behind her and then just messed around with her breasts a bit. Then she put more suction cups on her nips and clit.

There we stood, looking pretty stupid with these cups sucking on our lady parts. Beth came over to me and twisted and pulled on the cups, they were stuck to me pretty good. I noticed that Amanda was messing around with Victoria in the same way. Racheal then showed up with a large dildo, it wasn't massively he or anything, but what I assume was on the large size.

Racheal, shoved that dildo right up and into me, at least it was lubed a bit. This dildo filled me completely, I felt it pushing on both vaginal walls simultaneously. Beth started off, jerking me slightly on her way. I had no choice but to follow, the dildo pressed first against one side of my vagina then the other as I walked. I noticed that Victoria was receiving the same treatment. This was awkward to say the least, a large dildo putting pressure against one then the other vaginal wall as I moved my legs one at a time, walking.

This felt both uncomfortable and exciting at the same time. The dildo was slowly working its way out of me, but every once in a while, Beth would stop and wiggle it back in. During the third wiggle back in she took a length of rope, tied it around my waist and looped in down between my legs and back up the back and tied it off. Now with the dildo secured to me she walked me around the yard.

Without the dildo wiggling its way out it now just pressed against one sidewall then the other. Walking was extremely awkward now. With each step I got that thing in me pressing on me and causing me to get excited. It didn't seem all that great at first, but now, it's growing on me as an orgasm grows in me. Even though it was only at the beginning stages, I'm starting to enjoy the hell out of this.

Beth then picked up her pace, we were jogging now. Jogging with an inserted dildo, I can't really describe it. The pressure was constant now. It hit me one side then the other rapidly. The orgasm took a sudden jump from the beginning stage to the middle stage instantly. My breasts were flying around, the suction cups still attached, still sucking my nipples out. Now I'm not jogging very well with this dildo in me but my breasts were slapping me regularly.

Beth slowed back down to a walk. Damn, I was just getting an orgasm started. At least now my breasts were no longer taking a beating, but my vagina wanted to continue big time. I saw Amanda leading Victoria through a jog, her massive breasts were flying around out of control. With Beth now having me walk again I was back to the slow but constant pressure against one vaginal wall then the other.

This was driving me crazy, but the pressure against my walls was bring me up to climax pretty well. With what was going on inside my vagina, I'd forgotten about the suction cups that were still attached to my nipples and clitoris. I've now got feelings from all four places mixing together to give me a euphoric sensation. The degradation of being lead nude on a leash is powerful enough on its own but add a dildo up your vagina and suction cups on your nipples and clit to that.

In this I truly felt like a sex slave, a piece of property, a toy for others to use. I was enjoying the hell out of this, being stripped of all rights as well as clothes. My body other people's property to use as they wished. I actually felt the humiliation, degradation, and embarrassment, and I reveled in it. This doesn't make any sense to me, how can I like to be so low, treated so badly, have no rights, and love it.

But all that aside, I was enjoying being led around naked for all to see. I wondered if there were people behind the trees watching me. There could be hundreds of them, there could be a family driving down the road and see me. What if Beth led me right in front of them, within arm's reach, that would be totally humbling, humiliating.

Is there some way they could humiliate us further than what they've been doing? I wish I could think of something and tell them. This walking around with a dildo is starting to bring me to a climax, slowly but surely. With each step the pressure against one of my vaginal walls at a time is stimulating, it's constant. Beth then sped back up to a jog again. Here we go, more pressure more often, right against my walls, no rest in between.

So now instead of the slow pressure against one wall then the other, it was now a quick slap against each. Lord, the build-up, its coming quicker now. My breathing became rapid, heart racing. My breasts were bouncing everywhere, slapping me. I once again realized the totality of my situation. Naked, arms bond behind me, led on a leash, breasts flopping around uncontrollably, dildo up my vagina, suction cups on my nipples and clitoris. Damn, I wish this could never stop.

Beth returned us back to a walk, damn it. Returned once again to the slow pushing on one vaginal wall at a time, but at least it's longer pushes. I could now feel it, I'm at midway to climax. I see Victoria over on the other side of the yard, just standing there. No, not standing, she's vibrating, oh god she convulsing. Damn, she's having an orgasm again. I would gladly trade bodies with her, I don't care about the problems she said she had with those huge, massive, oversized boobs of hers. It would all be worth it to cum like that so quickly, so easily.

Oh well, back I go, walking with this dildo rubbing within me. It's starting to get me going. Beth leads me to the back of the cabin. I'm ramping up now! We turn and cross the backside of the cabin. Now I'm feeling extra nude, I just wish there were more people around to see and ogle me like this.

Oh my God! I just realized, it's been over a week and I haven't had a stitch of clothing on the entire time. Woah, I'm really feeling naked now, this is great! I searched the trees, kind of hoping to spot someone peeping at me. No one was there so I had to satisfy myself with only my friends seeing me in the nude. But then, they also have been feeling me up, from both the outside and inside of me.

It has come, I'm almost to a climax. "Ah, ah, ah, ah!" Beth stops in her tracks and I run right into her. "What's the matter?" she asks. I just look at her, "I'm almost there... can we run again please?" She doesn't answer, she just reaches down, moves the rope holding the dildo into me, and wiggles the dildo right out. "Ack!" I exclaim.

She then turns around and starts leading me again. "What!" I cry out. Forced to walk again but now I don't have the dildo exciting me anymore. With my legs just walking normally I lose a major piece of the progress I've made to orgasm. "Ack!" I exclaim out in frustration. She ignores me and continues to lead me towards the front of the cabin.

Does she even realize what's happening right now, I'm frustrated beyond belief. We turn the corner and she heads back towards the porch. Tears begin to form around my eyes. We get to the porch and stop there.

Victoria,

After they put a dildo up inside of Evelyn, Beth lead her off. Racheal then approaches me, with another dildo in her hand. Yeap, she shoved it right up into me. "Whoa!" I exclaimed. Amanda then ties a rope around my waist then down around the suction cup they placed on my clit, over the dildo and tied it off behind me.

Now I'm standing there, nude of course, as usual, my nipples and clitoris being sucked by cups, a dildo stuck right up into me and held in by a rope. OK. Amanda hooks a leash to my collar and leads me away. Walking like this ain't easy let me tell you. With every step my vagina is excited by the contact with my vaginal sides.

So, I'm walking with my legs slightly further out from each other than they normally would be. So, I'm waddling more than walking. Oohh, this pressure within me actually does feel quite good. That's a climax coming if I'm not mistaken. Yes, it sure is, I know that feeling. We continue onward, the dildo pressing my side walls of my vagina and the suctions cups sucking on my nipples and clit.

As we continue on the buildup within me increases, this is fast and immediate. With every step the pressure against my insides excites me more and more. I'm loving this. My breasts are bouncing now as

I take each step. Great, my over developed mammaries are once again working against me, they just flop around on their own despite my wishes. Well, there's no help for it, they are what I got and nothing can change that, OK, maybe surgery but that's expensive and extreme.

I see Evelyn over on the side walking with her normal sized melons having no problem. Is that fair? AS I'm trying to walk normal but instead walking around funny like with this dildo up inside me, pressing on my insides continuously. Amanda then speeds up, pulling on my leash. I have no choice but to comply and try to match her pace.

This is not easy, I tell you. Forced to at least try to jog normally but the dildo is preventing that. My breasts are now crashing around completely out of control. The dildo is practically scraping my inside and pushing against me incredibility hard as I jog along. The suction cups are also pulling on me not letting me forget about them.

The journey to climax just jumped-up leaps and bounds, it was now knocking at my door. My breathing quickened as I tried to maintain her pace at jogging. A quick slap of my breasts, first against each other, then up against my décolletage, then back down hard against my abdomen. In that entire action my nipples were abused by their suction cups.

Amanda slowed back down to a walk. But the damage has been done, the orgasm was right around the corner. I tried to spread my legs out as best I could but the walking prevented that. "Aaahhh!!" It's coming, just about here! A few more steps were all it took. SLAM. The orgasm had me. "Aaa, aaa, aaa, aaa!" I stopped completely, ignoring the sudden jerk upon my leash as Amanda was pulled to a stop. "Aacckk!" I screamed out while the orgasm washed right through me. My legs spasmed, my abdomen jerked. All I could do was stand there shaking like I was in freezing temperatures.

"My God!" I cried out as the orgasm started to recede. I just stood there some more as my entire body shook with the last of the quivers. Amanda stood there looking at me with the hugest smile on her face, laughing at me, or at my predicament. She let me finish then slowly led me off, back to the porch. Now each step was a kind of an agony. My vagina was super sensitive with each step still causing the dildo to press up against me.

This new sensation caused me to whimper a little with each step. The over stimulation was just about all I could handle. "Ow!" I exclaimed with the pressure against my over stimulated vagina taking the brunt of each step. After what felt like forever, we did manage to reach the porch. There Amanda had me stand there with this now unwanted dildo still up me.

I stood there breathing heavily watching Beth led Evelyn back to us. She looked like she'd been through hell.

Evelyn,

When we arrived at the porch, they removed the suction cups from me and then from Victoria. My nipples and clit were massively enraged. My nipples protruded way out from where they normally did and my clit was stuck straight out from its hood and labia. Racheal walked over to me carrying they clamps and chains they usually put on my nipples and clit.

Oh hell. How is this going to work out. The clamps bite into my extended nipples with a vengeance. "Ooaacchh!!" I bellowed out, that hurt. Then it was the clit's turn. "Ow, ow, ow!" I danced around a little, now that hurt's big time. Someone from behind me slipped a blindfold over my eyes.

I was standing there trying to come to terms with the pain when I was jerked from my spot by a tugging of the chains attached to the clamps. I was forced to begin walking again, the pulling on my nipples and clit was extraordinary. I was forced to go along. The pressure of the clamping seemed cruel.

It was all I could do to remain in a standup position as we walked, I wanted to double over so bad. Then came the first turn, surprise! "Ick!" I cried out as the sudden tugging was felt. Normally this treatment turned me on and often brought me to orgasm. But with my nips and clit so engorged there was only pain and surprise. Who ever it was leading me giggled when they turned me.

"Ack!" the surprise made me call out. I could only wonder, is it going to feel this way the entire time? The sensitivity of my swollen nipples and clitoris were immense. Even the slightest pulling on them would have sent massive signals of pain to my brain. I could feel the clamps biting down on my nipples and clit.

Not only were my nipples sticking out way more than I've ever known them too but parts of my areola just around the nipples themselves were also enflamed. My clitoris was jutting out from its hood and my labia, I've never seen this before. The biting of the clamps was foremost on my mind.

"Yeee!" They turned me again! The sudden jerking of the chains and clamps made me gasp. I was turned like a robot, no choice, no decision, no free will. The turn was automatic and nonconsensual, this was just something I had to do. At this time, I realized that they had complete control over me and I was powerless to stop anything. I had only thought I was feeling like a slave before but now, this, now I knew what it was like to be so utterly under someone else's power.

Consent, fun, allowance, approval, none of that applied now. There was only their will that mattered, they're desires and my obedience. They turned me again, "Eekk." I turned the incorrect amount and after a few steps I got a mild pulling that forced me to correct. My God, this is painful, no not painful, more of an overabundance of sensation. My nipples and clitoris were just absolutely throbbing.

All I could do was walk at their proscribed pace and turn when they indicated. I was feeling more like being a real sex slave now then before. I had no freedom, no rights, no consent, and this felt more exciting than anything I've done to date. I actually liked being under someone else's power sexually. For the moment it was actually like not playing at being a sex slave but actually being a sex slave. From that moment on I no longer minded my nipples and clit being painfully tugged on, I started to like it.

Am I a pain slut now? Or am I a submissive or a sex slave? What's the difference? I had no answers to any of these questions. Just go along with it and enjoy I told myself. I found myself enjoying the sharp sudden change of directions and the sudden pulling against my woman parts. Though I couldn't decide what was the part of it I really enjoyed. The lack of control or the feeling of having my already sore parts pulled on. Or was it the utter humiliation that this is creating?

I had no way to decide, so I just let myself enjoy it, there was nothing to accomplish by thinking about something that I had not enough information of to come to a conclusion. OK, if I keep thinking of the philosophy behind all of this I'll miss experiencing it, I need to just stop wondering and start being in the moment, can always ponder about things later.

So, there I am, blindfolded, arms bound behind my back, clamps on suction cup extended nipples and clitoris, being led by God knows who to where I don't know. The jerking that comes from every turn is more than felt it's experienced. This jerking wasn't really painful either, it was a sudden rush of sensation that overwhelmed one. It was both and experience and a sensation combined, it's hard to describe.

I didn't like it at first but now I'm getting really into it. It's going on a rollercoaster, scary but fun, it's thrill seeking. Yes, that's it, thrill seeking, best way to describe what has ben happening to me. Oh no, I'm back in my head again and losing moments. Back to reality. That's when whomever it was leading me picked up their pace.

I was pulled forward even more, I speed up but not enough. Pulled again, almost constant now, no choice but to pick up speed with them. We were at a full-on jog now, which didn't seem to be a problem on paper. But when your tits start bouncing up and down while your nipples are clamped and being led on a leash, it's a problem.

As my breasts went flying the jerking my nipples received was massive, in your face type massive. My breasts never made it to their apex, they were each time stopped short by the nipples. "Ouch!" now that actually does hurt. With this fast of a pace, it was happening repeatable. "Ow!", "Ack!", "Ouch!", this wasn't letting up. "Oh!", "Ack!", "Ick!"

While I was jogging along, my breasts were being violently mauled by the hard jerking on my nipples. I kept crying out in startlement which each massive jerking on my nipples. After just a few moments of this I was a completely whipped puppy. Tears were forming around my eyes, but I didn't call it off, I'm rather proud of that. After what seemed like a monumental amount of time she, or whoever, let me slow but down.

My nipples were now sore as hell, and I could barely feel my clit. Until another change in our direction, now I felt my clit as it was jerked to one side along with my nipples. That was intense, I need to experiment with suctioning my nipples and clit to extension at home and see what else I can achieve with it. My God, I'm hooked.

We continued on with a few more change of directions. Now I was thinking, is there something wrong with me or is this normal to like this kind of stuff. Even the painful stuff is starting to grow on me, what's this going to do to my life? How do I handle this in the future? I have no idea, but now is definitely not the time to address any of this. I walked right into someone, a hand pushed me back a step, we were now standing somewhere still.

A pair of hands grasped my breasts, lifted them both up, then shook them around a bit. After that the chain attached to my clit clamp was lift up a bit and also shook around, I felt my clit being abused with the shaking. Then nothing, I just stood there breathing hard.

Victoria,

We were standing there by the porch entrance when Beth led Evelyn back to us. Then from behind me a blindfold was placed over my eyes. OK, now what? I felt the suctions cups first removed from my clitoris then my nipples. That felt way better, though they all were still sore as could get. Then came pain, blinding pain. Something just bit the hell out of my clitoris.

"Ooww!", My God, I didn't even feel anything on my labia let alone clit hood. God, what has that suction done to my clit, it must have been sticking out for all to see. This is humiliating. Then came to massive biting to my nipples. First one then right after the other. I couldn't stand still, involuntarily I jerked around. "Ooww!" I could only stand there and experience these bites, this lasted only a few moments then a pull right from my clit and nipples. I was moving, led by I do not know who.

The biting was cruel to say the least, torturous to say the most. I was forced to walk forward towards what I couldn't say. Then came the first turn. The pain was surprising, unpleasant, and unexpected. "Ouch!" At least that was a quick turn, but where are we going, to what? I couldn't concentrate on anything, only the biting on my nipples and my clitoris. Lord, they are so sore now.

Another turn, "Ow!" I exclaimed with surprise. The throbbing from my nipples competed with the throbbing of my clitoris. Forced to walk forward like a dog being taken for a walk. I stumbled slightly, "Ouch!" as my clit was massively jerked on. Another turn, "Aaaa!" as I was pulled by my lady parts. As we walked along I ran into the person leading me, must have been going faster that her.

She laughed a little, I recognized the laugh as Beth's. I slowed down for a step but quickly tried to achieve the pace. It worked because I didn't run back into her. She turned me again. "Aaww!" I couldn't help but call out. The turn was surprising and my nipples and clit where sore as could be. Each turn was earning them an exclamation from me and me a chuckle from Beth. At least she having fun with my pain.

Then it was three turns in quick succession. Each one I let out a cry of surprise, she giggled at each of these. After these fast turn in rapid succession I'm almost quit by saying something to stop all this but to my own credit I didn't. Rather proud of myself for putting up with something as bad as this. We walked on, my breathing was becoming very pronounced. I was determined to see this through, now it was a matter of pride. My nipples as well as my clitoris were in pain, throbbing, pounding even.

She then started to speed up. At first, I of course, didn't know this, but I was yanked by my parts. I stepped forward but was yanked again, not two individual yanks but one long yanking. I quickly realized she wanted me to speed up, which I did. Now my breasts were completely out of control, they flopped around everywhere.

While this by itself was humiliating enough it was the attached clamp and chains that lade this far worse. Right in mid stride, when my breasts were on the way up to slap my décolletage they were suddenly pulled right back down by the clamps on my nipples, causing my nipples to take the entire weight of my flying breasts.

"Aaeee!" There was nothing I could do but scream out. That hurt! Though that didn't stop the momentum of my breasts, it just temporarily stopped then changed their direction. So, of course, it happened immediately again. I have no ability to describe what that felt like, having your nipples suddenly jerked in a new direction right in mid flap of the breasts. "Ouchy!" This just kept happening repeatably while we were running.

After much breast slapping and nipples being cruelly jerked on we finally got to slow down. My breasts were quivering with the abuse my nipples just took. My clitoris was better but not by much. Beth turned me again, "Aaii!" This is getting old quick. We continued for a short time and I endured the abuse but finally we got to stop. Thank God.

Yes, they removed the clamps from me. The pain increased with the returning blood flow but I didn't care, at least this was over. They removed my blindfold, it took a while for my eyes to adjust but when they did I could see that Evelyn's nipples and part of her areolas were massively extended out. Her clitoris, my God, it was sticking out from her labia very noticeably.

I could only wonder what mine looked like as to see them I'd need to lift my breasts up using my hands to see my nipples and to see my clit I'd need to move my breasts over out of the way to see that. They clipped on our leashes and led us back into the cabin. There they told us it was lunch time, they removed our arm binding and we went into the kitchen.

Once there I had to see, lifted my breasts up and saw my nipples and half my areolas were jutting out massively. I pushed my breasts out and looked down, my clitoris was poking its self right out from behind my labia. Beth, Amanda, and Racheal sat at the table this time and watched us make lunch.

When we served them their lunch before we could go under the table to give them the customary table service Racheal and Amanda got up and tied our hands behind our backs. This time instead of the usual arms parallel to the ground they just tied our wrist cuffs straight together. Then they sat down to eat, leaving us to crawl under the table on out knees only, no hands.

Without the use of our hands we had trouble providing the usual table service. I at least got it done finally, but it was problematic with no hands. I had to really work at opening their labia to get to their clitorises using only my mouth. Without the ability to stimulate their G spots it took white a while longer to get them to climax using clitoris only.

By the time I finished off Rachel Evelyn had finished Beth and was onto Amanda. I crawled over to Beth for round two but she got up, I looked over at Racheal and she was getting up to. So, I crawled out but couldn't stand back up without my hands, I was stuck there kneeling on the floor. Beth came over and freed my hands, I started cleaning the kitchen.

I was mostly through with the clean up when Evelyn finally got Amanda off. Well they only got one pass this time, their own fault for tying our hands, serves them right. I untied Evelyn, no one stopped me, to help me finish cleaning up. When we finished, we reported to the living room. Once we were out there Amanda informed us that our efforts to orgasm them during lunch was insufficient so we had to do them more now.

Evelyn looked like she about to say something, most likely that they did that to themselves by tying our hands behind our backs, literally, but thought against it. We went to work. They were voracious in appetite that day. Racheal took two more orgasms but Beth and Amanda took three each. Towards the end my jaw was getting tired. When we got finished Amanda and Beth refastened the binds on our arms behind us.

Meanwhile Racheal came up to Evelyn with a set of strings with slip knots on each end. She fastened one each of them to each nipple then fastened the other sides to my nipples. Now we stood there with our arms tied behind our backs and strings running from two strings running from her nipples to my nipples attaching us together, but a few feet apart.

Racheal then laid a small light board across the strings, Beth and Amanda went back to the couch. Racheal filled a glass and set it on the board being suspended between us. "Go take that to Beth." Is all she said. OK, how in the hell are we going to do this? Evelyn suggested that she calls "left" "right" "left" and we try to match. I said "OK"

That went OK for a couple of steps but I soon got confused by the "left" "right" when it was my "right" "left" and I also had to concentrate on keeping the board and glass level the entire time. That and our height differences didn't help, Evelyn was noticeably taller than me. The glass went crashing down to the ground.

Racheal, "Back to the kitchen you two." She waited there for us and when we got back we noticed that she had a rubber band between her thumb and index finger. She pulled back the rubber band and snapped it hard against the side of one of Evelyn's breasts. "Ouchy!" she exclaimed. SNAP, she got the other breasts. "Ooww!" Evelyn exclaimed.

Racheal then approached me, great. SNAP, got one of my breast's sides "Ooww!" SNAP, the other "Ouch!" She then filled another glass and placed it on the middle of the board.

Victoria, "Do one two instead of left right, it's my right left and with trying to concentrate with not spilling the glass and tracking the count I got lost."

Evelyn, "OK, you count out, I think I'll be able to follow no problem."

So, I started us off "One... Two... ONE... TWO..." We went along fine until I stumbled a step, oh God, but the glass almost but didn't quite spill over. Whew, I thought, and then proceeded again "One... Two... One..." I don't now where we went wrong but the glass tilled a little and we overcompensated, and then it went down. We returned to the kitchen and got snapped again. Ouch.

Third drink, third try. Evelyn said "Lets try moving one at a time."

Victoria, "OK, and who ever not moving can turn and watch the glass and alert the other if need be. You go first."

Evelyn slow walked in a semicircle as I turned my body to face her as she moved. I was able to move slightly forward or backward as needed to keep the glass level. This would take forever but the entertainment we gave the others was encouraging. Evelyn made a complete half circle around me and ended up closer to them than before.

I followed walking ever so slowly, trying my best to go smoothly. The pull of the glass upon my nipples though not much at first was starting to wear on me, but I persisted. We twice had to navigate one of us backing up and the other matching forward to get around the dining table and couch. But with perseverance we actually got there. Hey. Beth just looked at us as we stood right before her.

Evelyn just shook her head a little and said down to me. First her a few inches then I caught on and we lowered the board down to Beth's level. I only thought, just stand up and take the glass, it won't kill you. Beth finally took her drink and back we went to the kitchen. Another drink was placed on the board by Racheal and off we went.

We repeated our previous strategy and it worked again. We got the Amanda and lowered down the board for her to take her drink. Then we returned to the kitchen and Racheal placed another drink on out board and went to the living room sitting down on the lounge chair. We followed, slowly. It went well until for some unknown reason the glass fell again.

Racheal got up and went to the kitchen followed by up. This time she stretched the rubber band so much it looked like it'll snap at her but didn't. It snapped on us, hard. Ouch. I could only assume that either she was just being mean or it was the fact that it was her drink we spilled. This time we went slower. After getting all the way to her one-half circle at a time we lower ourselves down so she could get her drink. Hey, we completed the mission.

We didn't get a rest though they got up immediately and led us outside. Into the yard we went where Beth unhooked our leashes. This wasn't far, I don't see why they need to leash us, guess they just like it. Once down in the yard Beth removed our arm bindings. Amanda set down a bucket on the lower most step to the porch and said "Fill up the bucket with rocks. Go."

We went out into the yard, Amanda yelled "You got five minutes."

Evelyn, "They just want to see our breasts bounce around, put on a show." She took off hunting for rocks. I also took off, soon found a rock. Starting back, I heeded her advice and let my tits fly wild, a little up and down of my shoulders sent them off uncontrollably. I was constantly slapped by my own breasts, but if they want a show I'll give them a show. I didn't even try to fill up my hands, I ran back each rock individually so they could get off on watching my boobs fly.

This wasn't as degrading as you might think and I did enjoy making others happy. Is that why I'm getting off on being a submissive naked slave, just to make others happy? Doesn't matter as long as I'm happy. Running back and forth, my breasts uncontrolled just flopped around smacking me on my décolletage and abdomen. One rock at a time to maximize my number of runs for the show.

This continued for what seemed like forever but Amanda did say five minutes. I was getting noticeably slow as it went on but I did continue on. I saw the others at the porch watching us, they seemed happy to have us running around with our breasts smacking us, what sadists they are. Yes, I'm only joking with that sadist comment but I can't help it, it amused me.

Evelyn,

We were instructed to fill a bucket with rocks, but since I've done this before I knew the real purpose was for them to watch us run around and see our tits go flying around. When we were told to start, first thing was to warn Victoria of what they were looking for. My breasts had the habit of smacking against each other just as much as flying up and down.

My nipples were still extended a bit, not as much as they had been at first following the suction cups. So were Victoria's. So now it was just run around a bit pick up some rocks and then run back to deliver them to the bucket. Victoria seemed to do way more running to the bucket than I was, see must be killing it rock collecting. While they watched us both when we were running, they did seem to enjoy Victoria way more.

Who could blame them with her overdeveloped bazongas flying every which way. All I could do was continue onward. Breasts jiggling up and down but mine weren't slapping me as much as hers was. I not only could see them smacking against her but every now and then I actually could hear them as they slapped. I need to pay attention to myself more and stop worrying about her all the time, she doing just fine.

OK, I know I just thought to mind myself more and her less, but I just noticed that as she was running her breasts actually interfered with her balance. I should have listened better when she was trying to explain to us why having such large titties was problematic. Poor girl. Now I was feeling better about my B cup sized breasts.

We went on, I was running much slower when I was running away from the porch in search of rocks and quickening my pace when I was running towards the porch to deposit the rocks to let them see my breasts go flying around for their amusement. This felt like it was going on forever but Amanda did say it would be for five minutes at the beginning of all this.

As I returned to deposit my haul Racheal said "About two thirds the way there." Damn, hoping to be almost done by now. I took a breath and forced myself to go forward. Have I ever run for five minutes or more before? I have no idea. I looked down briefly, my clit was still sticking out a bit but it was noticeably smaller than it had been, now just a nub showing from between my labia then the giant clit from before.

Back to the porch again, trying to get my breasts moving as much as possible while I ran. My legs were getting tired, I just realized that I haven't felt my nipples or clit in a while, though they were still extended, though not by as much as before. I hope the dominants are getting a good show with all of this.

Are dominants even the term I should be using? What else could I call them? Masters, no not masters. Either the girls or my friends seem more appropriate. Should I be thinking of them as my masters? Owners? Doms and subs, or dominants and submissives, does seem better. I'll have to think on this. Another hand full of rocks and back again we go.

This time when I dropped of my haul Beth said we were done, about time, I was breathing quite heavily by then. Victoria returned with just one rock though but we were done. Beth and Racheal leashed us and Amanda carrying the bucket led us all back up to the porch. Racheal and Beth reattached our arms behind our backs, I was wondering what trick are they going to pull next.

They had us kneel down facing each other across the patio. Beth and Racheal tied us up to the railings behind each of us. Amanda put two chairs in the center between us, with each of us having one chair facing us. The chairs must be for them to sit on them either watching us or doing something to us. Beth came up to me with those nipple and clit clamps on a chain. Great, more clamping, I thought sarcastically.

Yeap, she clamped them right to my now slightly extended nipples, but she didn't do the clit, that was a victory I guess. She took the clit part of the chains towards the chair and attached it to a rope. I saw that they also clamped Victoria nipples and attached here clamps to the same rope. Amanda placed a double S hook on the rope between the two chairs. She then dumped out half the rocks from the bucket and placed it on the rope by the S hook.

"Ow." I exclaimed, now we both had pressure, not much though, on our nipples. I can now see where this is going and braced myself. Sure enough, Amanda started adding rocks from the pile she dumped out on the floor to the bucket, it got heavier and heavier. By the time she stopped adding the rocks my nipples were full on being pulled. Beth then came up to me with a box, from it she removed a dildo, one I hadn't seen before, she reached between my legs and pushed the dildo up into me. I though that was it but she removed a remote control from the box and turned on the dildo, it started vibrating within me.

As if that wasn't enough, she then removed a length of tubing from the box, she reached down and attached it to the dildo, what is this I thought. That's when she grabbed the other end of the tubing, I noticed that it was a large bulb at the end. She squeezed the bulb and the dildo within me was expanded. It was in me and growing as she continued to squeeze the bulb, I've never even heard of an inflatable dildo before.

There it was, within me, expanding to fill my entire vagina, and vibrating to boot. She inflated it until it was pressing on all my side walls, in my vagina, at once. Now when it was full on expanded it was bigger than anything that's ever been inside of me before and it was vibrating. At this point I couldn't tell which was worst, having my nipples pulled by the bucket of rocks of my vagina stuffed fully by this expanding vibrator.

I couldn't concentrate fully on either as both of these sensations competed for my attention. The pleasure of the vibrating within me or the pain of my nipples being pulled. I could feel an orgasm start to form then the pain of my nipples squashed it. I couldn't develop an orgasm in this situation as I wasn't able to ignore the pain coming from my nipples. I was properly stuck in between the feelings.

So now there was nothing I could do except kneel there and experience both simultaneously. I was wondering what about our nipples that made them want to keep pulling on them so much. I tried to remember how many times they've done the nipple pulling to us but with it currently going on I wasn't able to concentrate on anything. I'm stuck in the moment unable to escape into fantasy or thought, forced to just be here and endure this moment by moment.

I tried to concentrate on the buzzing inside me against my vaginal walls, but my nipples being pulled on by the bucket of rocks on the rope kept me from enjoying any of that. I just then realized that I had the beginnings of an orgasm this entire time but it wasn't able to develop anywhere past that. Damn, I'm really stuck this time, there was no escape from this. My god, this is a form of sexual torture, unable to escape, forced to be here and endure this, it's insidious.

The constant buzzing within me just made me need an orgasm more than anything, but I was unable to develop one, this only served to frustrate me. I even tried to readjust the expanded dildo that was within me to contact my G spot, but nothing. It was expanded so much it wouldn't move, it just kept pressing against my vaginal walls right where it was, wedged in pretty tight.

Damn, no relief in sight and I couldn't do anything about it. So, I just settled in for the long haul with my nipples being pulled tight and my vagina having the expanded inflated dildo thingy vibrating in it. This situation just sucks. I couldn't think of anything else to try so all that was left was to just endure. At this time, I felt tears forming on the corner of my eyes.

When I thought about it, having my nipples pulled like this wasn't as bad as I at first thought. Was I getting used to this? With time does the pain settle down? This is far from comfortable but not as bad as I first thought. Is something happening to me? I don't even know if I want to become a pain slut. Hell, I don't even know what their goal is with this, are they trying to excite us or punish us? Either way they are giving me a new experience in a way.

I looked down and my nipples where well extended outwards and my breasts where pulled out in a more pointed shape than rounded. Looked over at Victoria, her breasts where still more rounded than pointed even though her nipples were pulled just like mine were. Amanda then came over to me and knelt down beside me.

She placed two hands on my neck then stroked across my décolletage with two fingers. She traced across just across my breasts with two fingers while smiling right at me. With her other hand she continued to hold me by my neck. Now she had a contemplative look on her. She then ran her fingers up and down my cleavage then up and down my neck.

She let go of my neck and with both hands she lightly squeezed one of my breasts with her hands on the bottom and topside of the breast. She then held up one hand with two fingers right in front of my mouth, I didn't know what else to do so I opened my mouth. She pushed her fingers into my mouth and I sucked on them.

The expanded dildo kept on vibrating within me but not bringing me up to any climax either. Amanda smiled at me again, pulled out her fingers from my mouth, got up and left. Before she left though she grabbed hold of the rope my nipple clamps chain was attached to and shook it. "Ow!" I exclaimed as my breasts where shook by their nipples.

I saw Racheal and Beth over by Victoria. Beth was at her side rubbing her along her breasts. Racheal was between me and Victoria so I couldn't see what she was doing exactly but she had one hand down by her crotch. I could only wonder if their being nice or mean to Victoria. Why did she keep getting two on her when I only got one?

Yeah, I knew why, with her body I'd being over by her too. She was sexy as hell, I'm not a dyke or anything but it's plain to see. I was wondering whether she was having any more luck with an orgasm than I was. She is pretty sensitive, normally not taking much to get her off. I tried once again to concentrate only on the vibrating dildo that was within me, hoping I could get a climax started. No dice. The weight pulling on my nipples distracted me every time I tried to focus. I stuck with my nipples being pulled and my vagina being filled and vibrated and there was nothing I could do.

I felt like crying but that won't help me at all. Beth and Racheal left Victoria and Amanda pulled her chair up to the chairs that the rope where running across. She picked up the bucket, oh my God, that felt so good, the pulling of our nipples had been stopped. I breathed a sigh of relief. She then dropped the bucket. "Yike!!" I cried out. That was a massive pull on our nipples like you don't know. My breathing was rapid now, my nipples hurt like the dickens.

She picked up the bucket again, oh shit, I prepared myself. But this time she unhooked it from the double S hook and set it down on the floor. Thank God. The relief on my nipples was exquisite, they were now extended out like before from the suction cups but at least now the pain was gone.

Victoria,

They had us tied with our hands behind our backs, our nipples clamped but this time the chain on the clamps was being tied to a rope that extended across two chairs attaching our nipples to each other. She hung a double S hook to the rope between the two chairs and dumped half the rocks from the bucket onto the floor. She hung the bucket with rocks in it from the rope. "Ouch." That pulled my nipples straight out like they were about to be pulled off. She then started to fill the bucket with the rocks she just dumped out, it pulled on my nipples stronger with each rock added to it.

Oh lordy, it was pulling mightily by the time she had finished adding rocks to it. My nipples were being yanked right out by the weight they supported. Now this does hurt. Racheal came up to me and shoved a dildo right up into my vagina. "Ow." She pushed it in and out again several times, each time working it into me and wiggling it out again.

On the last thrust I could feel the dildo shove right up a scrap against my vaginal walls. She then turned it on, OK, not a dildo a vibrator. This might even feel good if not for the weight straining on my nipples so much. My breathing increased dramatically as my nipples were abused, the fact that the vibrator would normally be getting me off didn't have much of an effect with my nipples being tortured like this.

I wanted to call this all off but I resolved to give it some time before going that far. I don't want to be an overly sensitive submissive, crying at any inconvenience. Though this was more than just an inconvenience this actually hurt. But I'm still not going to cry about it. They just left the two of us this way. Tied with our hands behind our backs secured to the railing behind each of us with a bucket of rocks suspended between us being held up by our nipples, and a vibrator stuck up us.

The vibrator just buzzed away but it might as well not even be there, with my nipples being yanked the way they were I couldn't really feel the vibrator. Being tied down the way we were I was helpless to do anything to prevent any of this, I had no choice but to go through it. Well I actually did have a choice, but being a whimp about all this seemed too much in itself.

I reflected on how I even ended up this way. I wasn't a very good dominate, too much compassion for the submissive. So, I became a submissive, this is better, I don't have to go to sleep knowing I did any of this to someone else. Of course, there is always the option to sit this all out, but that won't work, even if I'm in another room while this goes on I'd know that it was going on and still feel bd about it.

There's also the fact that Beth said she'd sit it all out with me, but then Evelyn would be the odd one out. Getting no where near as much attention she's getting now. That would only make my problem her problem, no, this is best. Plus, I'm kind of enjoying this now and again. Just moments like this that I do not like. But as Evelyn said you got take the bad with the good, else I suppose your just being greedy. So now I'm just more determined to see this through, as long as it doesn't become too painful.

I'm breathing heavily now but there's nothing to do, just kneel here a take it. I wonder which one of them came up with this idea, no telling which one. Well we did do something very similar to this to Evelyn before. Maybe this is my penance for doing something very much like this to her. Now more than before I have to endure this that I remember doing this or something very much like it to Evelyn.

"Ah." I let out a yell as my nipples kept being tugged by the weight of the bucket. The dildo kept buzzing inside of me but it wasn't a factor with my nipples being abused in such a way. I tried to think of anything that I could do to lessen the pain on my nipples but I couldn't think of anything. I'll probably get a brilliant idea later when it's too late to matter. As of now, I'm completely stuck.

Beth and Racheal approached me, Beth sat down next to me and started messing with my breasts. This would normally be a good thing but with my nipples being stretched the way they were it really wasn't appreciated right now. As a matter of fact, whenever she caused them to be pushed back it actually increased the pressure on my nipples, thanks.

Meanwhile Racheal grabbed the dildo buzzing inside me and pushed it in and out. This also would normally have been welcomed but the nipple pulling prevented me from enjoying any of this. I could feel the dildo scraping my vaginal walls but I couldn't enjoy any of it. But this didn't stop her from trying.

"Ouch." As Beth attempted to lift up one of my breasts. I looked right at her as she caressed my cleavage. She then grabbed both breasts and attempted to massage them and lift them up from below, this resulted in my nipples being pulled harder. "Ow!" I still didn't have the heart to tell Racheal that her efforts were wasted as she kept probing me with the vibrator.

The weight pulling on my nipples was suddenly gone. My God that is better. Then a massive shock went through my nipples, they were pulled really hard. "Ouch!" I have no idea where that came from, but it hurt like hell. Before I could figure out where that sudden shockwave came from all pulling stopped. Will this stay this way now or is another massive shock coming? Thankfully it didn't, all the pulling was over now.

The girls left me and I was left there breathing hard. I saw Evelyn and she was also breathing very hard too. At least now the dildo still vibrating within me was now free to do its job. My breasts were still throbbing in their nipples but at least the pulling had stopped. Oh my, the vibrations were stating to have their effect. My breathing increased but at least this time it was for the right reasons. Racheal came back to me and remove the vibrator from within me. "No!" I cried out in disappointment.

Now I just sat there in complete disappointment, not getting the orgasm the vibrator promised me. After we sat there for a little while Beth came up to me and released me from the rails and the arm bindings. Amanda did the same for Evelyn. We were then told to go make dinner.

While we were making dinner, I mentioned to Evelyn that I'm a bit horny now, since I haven't had an orgasm since early this morning. She said she hasn't had any today at all. That's when I noticed that all three of the girls were at the dinner table watching us. It made me self-conscience to say the least. I kept glancing over at them wondering why are they watching us, they've never done this before. Maybe it had something to do with how far stretched out our nipples were after all that pulling, but why would they care.

After we finally severed them dinner we went down to crawl under the table for our dinner service but they stopped us and said not this time and had us just stand there waiting on them. They did send one of us or the another on a couple of condiment fetchings. I had no idea what was up, why didn't they want dinner service as usual. No one's ever said no to an orgasm before.

So, we just stood there an watched them eat. After they were finished we cleaned up the kitchen and they just sat there and watched us, this was weird and it was making me suspicious. What were they up to now. After we cleaned up we all retired to the living room. There hey commanded us to preform cunnilingus on them then, why not before as we usually did I don't know.

But we did as instructed and brought them each to multiple orgasms. After we finished them all off to their individual desires they ushered us outside to the porch. There they Placed a long two by four across two chairs then a pole that was about as long as the two by four on top of the two by four. They lashed the pole to the two by four. Meanwhile Beth and Racheal tied our hands behind our backs though not with our forearms together like they usually did by with our wrists together so our hands reached our butts.

They positioned me standing with the pole between my legs and had me sit down on the pole. That rammed it right up against my vagina. They had me lean back so my hands touched the pole and tied them to the pole. Then they tied my ankle cuffs to the chair or pole, I have no idea a I couldn't see behind me. So now my legs were just off the ground and the pole was pressing up against my vagina.

This didn't really hurt but was far from comfortable. They did the same to Evelyn but on the other side of the pole, now we were facing each other but leaning back a bit with the pole pressing hard on our vaginas. OK, I could see this becoming old rather quickly. Then Racheal walked up to me holding something I couldn't make out, she lit it. It's a candle. Now I know from reading about it or being told by someone that it does make a difference as to the candles composition rather it burns or not, they better have done their homework, that's all I got to say. Yes, Racheal did hold the candle right over me at a tilt.

Victoria, "That better be the right kind of candle."

Racheal, "What do you mean."

Victoria, with a panic in my voice "Right kind not to burn me!"

Racheal, "I don't think it makes any difference, a candle is a candle."

Victoria, "No, no! It has to be the right kind."

Racheal, "Your making that up."

Victoria, "No!"

Has she held the candle over me it dripped, hit me right on my breast near my cleavage. "Oooww!" I cried out in panic. Then I realized that it didn't burn, it was hot for sure, just not burning my skin. Racheal just laughed at me "Hehe. Yeah, it's a soy candle, beeswax candle will burn the hell out of you."

Victoria, "Ass."

She moved the candle to just over my vulva. Racheal, "What did you just say to me?"

Victoria, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Racheal just laughed at her, she was just teasing her. Racheal leaned over and kissed her on the cheek while smiling the whole time. Racheal didn't move the candle and drip it went. It hit right between my labia, right in the sensitive part. "Ooowww!" She continued to hold the candle right over my vulva. As drips hit me I was startled at first but quickly became accustomed to the heat of the drips, they really weren't that bad, just surprising at first. She let it drip all over my vulva, covering most of my labia in drips as well as a few that hit right in between my labia.

After a while she moved the candle back over my breasts again. She got me all over them, from their tops and sides. Then she held up one of them and let the candle drip right onto my nipples, they were still extended from the earlier treatment though not as much as before.

"Eek!" as the candle drip hit my nipple. She held it still for a while and pretty much covered my nipple in wax. She held up my other breast and placed the candle to hit my other nipple exactly. She got it. "Eek." I cried out as she covered my second nipple, I couldn't help the surprise. She then held it above my décolletage and dripped there as well. After dripping it there a number of times as well as my breasts some more she moved it down over my abdomen.

There she let the candle drip all over while lingering over my belly button like she was trying to fill it. So, I was forced to sit with this wooden rod jamming up my vagina while she covered me in hot wax. It wasn't as bad as I thought at first, the hot wax at first was just surprising is all. This felt more ticklish than torturous once I got a bit used to it.

She went down one upper thigh then up the other, she even held the candle, unbeknownst to me, over the bottom of one of my feet and let it drip there as well. "Ow!" I let out in surprise at that one. She then examined me like she was appraising her work, she then held the candle above my neck and dripped it there a few times. She finished up with a few more drips on my boobs. She then blew out the candle and reexamined her handywork.

Evelyn,

Once I was tied down to the wood with me sitting right on the circular pole, with it jamming me right up my vagina. My arms tied to the pole to the plank behind me, making me lean backwards slightly and my feet tied to either the wood or chair lifting my feet off the ground and making me take my entire weight on my vagina. Beth came up to me with a candle of all things, which she lit. she held the candle over me.

The candle dripped on my abdomen, it was hot for sure but not too hot to cause any burns, it was more erotic than painful. I just let out a nice little "Oh." In a pleasurable way. After a couple of drips, she moved the candle down to my vulva. Here the drips were felt way more than before, probably because my vulva was way more sensitive. I let out a few "Ah." during this not because it was hot but it felt good, weirdly.

After dripping all over my labia she moved it up over my breasts. She spent quite some time on my cleavage until it wasn't a series of drips but a ran together mass of wax right there between my breasts. She did though spend more than a little bit of time dripping it all over my breasts and nipples, which were still a bit extended by the earlier treatment. She all but covered one of my nipples completely with the wax.

She spent an inordinate amount of time on my décolletage putting quite a lot of wax on it. Then she moved the candle down to my vulva and spent time filling up my slit between my labia with wax. I am grateful she didn't put any of the melted wax into my hair on my head as that would have been horrible to try to get out. She finished up by adding more to my abdomen before finally blowing out what was left of the candle.

I hope she had fun because now I have wax all over me, and in places I can only hope will be easy to remove, like my vulva slit. Now I'm left there to endure sitting there with the pole jamming up against my vagina. But after a little while they came and untied us and helped us off the wood. Good thing because my legs were stiff and I had trouble for a small while standing up.

They led us back inside using leashes, we still had our hands tied together behind our backs. Once inside they untied our hands and instructed us to lay down on the inflatable mattresses. Once we both laid down they proceeded to tie me up spread-eagle while laying on the mattress. When we were both tied down Racheal knelt down next to me and started picking off the wax bits from me. I noticed that Amanda and Beth were both doing Victoria. This wasn't much of a problem until she went for the hardened wax between my labia, it didn't really hurt but it also wasn't pleasant either.

It also didn't feel the best when she lifted the wax from my nipples. "Ouch." It took a while and Amanda joined Racheal before she was finished. Once they were finished Amanda reached down and petted my breasts, not a hard slap, more of a nice petting. They got up and said "Good night." Then they turned off the lights and left us.

Evelyn, "What the hell?"

Victoria, "Why they leave us?"

Evelyn. "I don't know, you have any ideas."

Victoria, "No, nothing."

Evelyn, "I'm horny as hell, haven't had an orgasm all day."

Victoria, "I had one in the morning but none since."

Evelyn, "You think that's the play here, what do you call it when you have no orgasms."

Victoria, "Orgasm denial?"

Evelyn, "Yeah, that's it. You think that was their intention."

Victoria, "No telling, but it does seem probable. But why leave us here like this?"

Evelyn, "Can't say for sure."

Victoria, "It's going to be impossible to go to sleep tied on my back like this, I never sleep on my back."

Evelyn, "Yeap, but what choice do we have?"

Victoria, "I know."

While laying there, Victoria couldn't understand why was it that she suddenly felt more naked now than before. She felt absolutely exposed laying there on her back with her arms and legs tied spread out. They both just laid there, occasionally talking but after a while they did manage to fall asleep.