Its been a while,but i hope you like this new one ,its quite short,but enjoy. ****************************************************************************** A cobweb caught my eye, it was tucked in the corner, I was surprised He had missed it. But then he probably never spent a few hours strapped to his bed, looking for anything to distract from the ache .He had fastened the straps, my arms and legs wide apart ,my pussy open for him then said” I am going to pick someone up from the station, she has had a long journey so we will probably go for lunch first.” “First?” Unsure of who He was meeting or what was to come. He seemed to ignore my question,” If you had behaved differently you might have come too, but I think you will learn more this way” He ran his hand across my breasts ,down to my pussy lips, pushing a finger between them. “Nice and wet, good slut “I felt something smooth and hard go into my pussy.”Remember the egg, the one that’s set off by my mobile phone? I hope the reception in here is good” With that he turned and left. Two hours had passed, I had counted them with the chimes from the Church clock. Just as I thought he had forgotten about the dildo it had started to vibrate. So gently that I knew it would be no problem. The first time at least. Now more than 15 calls later I was dripping wet, desperate for the gentleness to be replaced. My clit called out for attention. I was growing more and more frantic ,beginning to hate the feeling in my pussy.Hence the ache and the need for distraction. All I could think about was his cock,any cock,filling me properly, making me come. A noise from downstairs,voices,his and a woman laughing, “Of course Sir “was all I heard before the egg began to vibrate again,driving me once more to the edge of orgasms.I wanted to scream ,” I am here fuck me ,please fuck me” past caring who he was with and what she thought. The vibration stopped and I was able to think clearly again. She had called Him Sir, so I could guess who it was, but did she know I was here? Were they going to play while I lay here, tied to the bed, would he tell her the fantasies I had about being licked and licking another woman? Time passed and I lay there feeling the wetness on my thighs, the hardness of my nipples. My imagination seemed determined to torment me with visions of what they might be doing. “Stop it” I told myself,” You can cope with this, you must” Footsteps on the stairs, I grew embarraed,What would she think of me ,flushed,sweaty,stinking of pussy juice? He came into the room, He was alone and naked, His cock errect,Relief washed over me, She was not with him, and finally I would feel his cock in my desperate pussy.He climbed onto the bed and sat across me.”lick it “ he ordered,"Smell her,taste her,lick it clean” I greedily ran my tongue along his cock,grateful to have it so close,I started to suck it, wanting inside me, any way ,any hole. “I said lick it slut” He said,quietly,pulling away and walking to the wardrobe.Opening it He looked at the belts hanging up. He took down my favourite ,a thick brown leather one, Feeling it across my bum was sweet exctasy.I knew tied like this how he could delight in flicking it across my thighs and nipples. He looked at me and smiled” I think not, that belt is for a painslut like you,she would prefer this one.” He removed a thin rope belt ,closed the door and left the room. I blinked back tears of frustration as I strained to listen for the sounds of her flogging. ********************************************************************************* I heard Him though the open door” You lost count, that means we start again” I remembered the time he had flogged me, with a dildo clenched in my pussy,every time I let the dildo fall he had restarted the count, flogging harder than before, Three attempts were needed to reach the simple goal of twenty. By that point my arse was red, the crop leavening a pattern of stripes across the cheeks. My orgasms shaking me ,leaving me floating. This isn’t helping, I said to myself, but then the eggs started to vibrate again. I could still here her gasps, He was calling as he flogged her. I twisted and turned against the contraints,My skin on fire,the gap between each call was too long to come, too close to recover. The flogging had stopped, replaced by cries of a different intensity. They were fucking.I could see in my mind her bent over, His cock entering her from behind. Large breasts hanging free. Holding tight onto her hair as he thrust. I wondered if she had nipple clamps on as they fucked.He loved to pull on them as someone came. Stretching the nipples till they screamed. I knew too that he would want to fuck her face. Have her kneeling before him. Grasping her head and making her gag. Where would he come? Over her breasts? Her face? Inside her mouth or her cunt or her arse? No longer able to pretend to myself my thoughts revolved around what was happening in the other room. What they were doing now, and now ,and now. After an eternity of waiting I heard footsteps, To shower I thought to myself. Though I was surprised, as there was normally that wonderful time of curling in his lap, Perhaps she did not like that, or it was simply a toilet break. Then I realised they were heading to this room. How would I cope if they carried on in here. I knew He would if He wanted to. I was His to do with as He pleased, including ignore. She followed him in, her face flushed, hair wild. Her nipples were huge were the clamps had been. I could see the marks his hands had made on her legs and breasts. “Sit on my sluts face “He said, “I think she should share the taste.” Almost without looking at me she got on all fours and straddled my face. I could smell spunk, I knew where he had come. I started to lick, savouring the taste of her juices and his cum.Running my tongue around her clit ,pushing it into her pussy. He pulled the dildo out of my cunt.I hoped he might fist me, needing to feel something , to come so badly. “I think you want a taste don’t you my beauty” Without speaking she leant over and started pulling on my clit with her teeth. Circling it with her tongue. Teasing it ,kissing and sucking it. Finally I came, Gushing and squirting.I screamed as I did so ,not just coming once but over and over again. Then she did, crying out, her pussy contracting, covering my face in His Spunk. Later as we curled up in his arms, and he stroked our bare bodies He laughed and said” As introductions go I think that went rather well ,don’t you?”