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                                   PAIN

                               by: the Doctor

   Sandy was lashed firmly to a wooden sawhorse in the center of the vacant
   warehouse. She was tightly gagged and blindfolded and a large vibrating
   dildo was embedded deeply in her cunt as a butt plug hummed in her ass.
   Her arms and legs were tied tightly (not quite tight enough to prevent
   adequate circulation as she would be in this position for some time)
   against the "A" shaped legs of the rough carpenter's horse and her ass
   and pussy were thrust well back, clear of the horizontal beam. I had
   selected this particular sawhorse for its sturdy construction and the
   fact that the beam was very rough wood without any finishing. Her 36C
   breasts hung on either side and nipple clips were attached, suspending
   four ounce weights from each nipple. To say that she was uncomfortable
   would be an extreme understatement, but she would soon discover that
   there are many levels of discomfort. She had been tied this way about
   ten minutes and I watched her writhe and wriggle as I walked slowly
   around her and switched on the four bright spotlights I had rigged to
   the rafters which ran across this area of the unused building. Her
   grunts and moans followed no pattern so she had not decided she had had
   enough and wanted release. She knew that signal very well and I knew she
   would not hesitate to use it if it became necessary.

   We had gotten involved in bondage one night when I playfully tied her
   hands and legs to the corners of her bed with four silk scarves and
   fucked her hard for almost half an hour. Each time she came, she twisted
   around and pulled hard at her bonds while crying out in orgasm. I kept
   waiting for her to ask me to untie her, but she never did and when I was
   ready to come, I pulled out and knelt beside her head, stroking myself
   just beyond the reach of her open mouth. She was lifting her head,
   trying to capture me before I came and expecting me to enter her hungry
   mouth when I let go and started covering her beautiful face with my
   sperm. We had never done this before and I wasn't sure how she would
   react, but now seemed to be the best possible time to find out. She kept
   her mouth open wide as I came and accepted what fell between her lips
   gladly as the rest fell all over her face.

   Afterward, Sandy told me she had never been so turned on in her life.
   The thought that I could do anything I wanted with her body excited her
   beyond her wildest imagination and when I came on her face, she felt
   like the most depraved slut on earth and loved it. She liked the idea
   that, while tied up, what happened wasn't her "fault", but mine and she
   could just let go and let it happen. Sandy is a divorced thirty four
   year old mother of two girls (9 and 14) who has a very responsible
   position as an Associate Professor of History at a medium sized
   university in the midwest. She is extremely pretty at five-five and 118
   pounds, with a great body and can pass for her late twenties easily when
   she wants to. Her brownish blonde hair falls about to the middle of her
   back when she isn't wearing it up in a bun as she usually does at work.
   Until we met, she had had sex only with her husband and almost always in
   the missionary position. A few times, he had taken her "doggie style" in
   what he considered a kinky mood and he had let her suck him (not to
   orgasm) two or three times. He had never offered to go down on her.
   Needless to say, Sandy learned a lot with me and was a very willing and
   able student.

   We continued our bondage games when we were both in the mood (which
   was quite often) and she said she had her strongest orgasms when tightly
   bound and under my complete control. I gradually introduced S/m elements
   to our games and found that she responded wonderfully. The pain (always
   non-damaging, of course) seemed to heighten her excitement and even
   though we worked out "STOP" signals that she could use even when gagged,
   she never used them.  Now, I felt she was ready for the next steps and
   had arranged everything over a period of several months. I told her I
   was preparing a big surprise, but never gave her any details and she
   loved the anticipation and trying to guess what I might do to her when
   the time came.

   The time was here, and I watched Sandy struggle slightly to change her
   position on the sawhorse as she moaned at the dual stimulations in both
   her lower openings. I went silently to the main door and ushered in the
   "audience". The five men and three women entered silently as instructed,
   carrying folding lawn chairs and stopped just inside the door, struck by
   the sight of the bound blonde clearly visible in the bright spotlights.
   She was some distance away, so it took a few moments for the scene to
   sink in and one of the women let out a small gasp when she realized that
   it was really going to happen and she was to be a part of it. I turned
   with my finger against my lips and she nodded her agreement and all were
   silent once again. I had selected these eight people with great care
   over three months of planning. None had any connection with the
   university or would have any way of connecting Sandy with that
   institution (obviously, I didn't let them know anything of her identity)
   and believed my story that she was a twenty eight year old secretary who
   lived in a city fifty miles away. Several had wanted to know if she was
   doing this willingly, but I brushed the question aside as "not germane"
   and (interestingly) only two candidates refused to participate when I
   wouldn't answer the question.

   Each of the eight had submitted to a blood test for any and all
   communicable diseases and had sworn not to discuss the event outside
   this building. I knew they would, but kept enough secrets that the story
   would be just barely believable and unvarifiable in any event.  In fact,
   I had spent considerable time and effort protecting Sandy's identity and
   my own and was certain our secret would be safe. As an extra precaution,
   I had hidden two handguns in the building against the outside
   possibility that any of the "guests" should decide to go beyond whatever
   limits I may set.

   As the small group silently set up their chairs and took seats in a wide
   circle around Sandy's bound form, I walked up to her and added two more
   ounces to each nipple clip. Her breasts hung down heavily now on each
   side of the sawhorse and she groaned for several seconds as the new
   weight was added on each side. I looked around at the guests and saw
   some hesitation in their eyes, but none made any effort to leave as I
   softly stroked Sandy's back and buttocks with my hands. I pulled the but
   plug and dildo from her body with a fast motion and her pussy and ass
   gaped open at the sudden withdrawal. She let out what would have been a
   loud cry if her mouth wasn't filled by the gag, but came out as only a
   hard grunt. I lifted her head by pulling back hard on her hair and she
   groaned against the panties stuffed in her mouth as I reached up and
   caught the end of a thin chain hanging from a stiff spring attached to
   the rafter above her. Clipped to the end of the chain was a leather band
   which I removed and wrapped tightly about the thick shock of hair I held
   in my hand. When I was satisfied that the leather band could not slip, I
   hooked it back to the chain and released my grip on her hair. Her head
   dropped forward and was immediately held in an almost upright position
   by the chain and spring. I checked to see that she could breath O.K.,
   then gently rubbed her throat with my finger tips. I leaned down and
   spoke softly to Sandy. I knew the others could hear in the silence of
   the large room. "I'm going to remove the gag, now so I can fuck your
   mouth and throat, but I warn you not to say anything or the gag will
   have to go back in." She grunted once in assent and I motioned for the
   Bill to come and stand before her and take out his cock. I chose Bill as
   I knew his penis was about the same length and diameter as mine and he
   followed my silent instructions standing before her with his cock only
   semi-hard, but stiffening all the time in anticipation.

   I untied the scarf at the back of her head and slowly withdrew the
   bright red panties from her mouth. They were damp from her saliva but
   also from the pussy juice she had soaked them with as she masturbated in
   the car as we drove to the warehouse. Her scent was still strong in the
   panties and I held them under her nose and let her breath deeply of her
   musky feminine aroma for a few seconds. Then, I stepped back and
   motioned for Bill to step forward. Still blindfolded, she felt what she
   believed was my cock head touch her lips and opened her mouth
   immediately to take it in. Bill wasted no time in fucking her mouth
   deeply and I thought she might become suspicious by "my" unusually rough
   style, but she gave no indication and just started sucking against the
   member and licking around it when it withdrew to her lips. Bill pushed
   all the way in until he touched the entrance to her throat and Sandy
   gagged slightly at the unexpected depth of his thrust. She had become
   adept at deep throat, but we always worked up to it gradually and I was
   preparing to warn Bill to back off when she thrust her head forward as
   far as her restraints would allow (not very much) and captured his head
   in the constricted opening. Bill pushed in further and I could see her
   throat (pulled taught by the backward extension of her head) begin to
   bulge slightly. I motioned the others to move their seats out of her
   field of view as the bulge descended further down her throat. Bill
   pulled all the way out to her lips and slid slowly forward again. When
   the bulge was clearly visible again and her nose was pressed into his
   curly pubic hair, I stepped behind her and quickly removed her
   blindfold.

   It took a few seconds to register that the curly, blonde hair she had
   expected to see before her eyes was, in fact, black as was the skin
   around it. Sandy tried to pull her head back to clear her throat of this
   unknown invader but his hands grabbed both sides of her head and held
   her in place. She grunted twice in quick succession and I pushed Bill
   back until his cock was clear of her throat but still deep in her mouth.
   I leaned down and whispered in her ear, "We can stop if you really want
   to but I want you to trust me that everything is going to be all right.
   I'm right here, and I wont leave your side." Finally, she grunted once
   and I told Bill to go on fucking her throat, but to be sure to give her
   a chance to breathe once in awhile. He nodded and thrust back into her
   with a grunt as she relaxed her muscles to let him move at his own pace.
   After only two or three more thrusts, Bill's face tightened and he
   called out, "Oh God, Yes! I'm coming!" I could see the muscles of
   Sandy's throat working to swallow as his cock pulsed his semen and he
   pulled back to her mouth as his orgasm finished. When he finally
   withdrew, she opened her mouth wide so I could see the white sperm
   coating her tongue, then swallowed several more times as she gasped
   fresh air into her lungs.

   I leaned down to kiss her puffy lips as Bill returned to his seat and
   said, "Are we having fun, yet?" A small smile formed on her gorgeous
   face and she answered, very quietly, "I think so, but this sawhorse
   really hurts." "It's supposed to hurt.", I replied. "You'll only be
   there a little while longer, but I have lots more surprises for you
   tonight and I wouldn't want to spoil any of them." Then, I replaced her
   blindfold and gag and stepped over to Carol, who was roughly massaging
   her small breasts through her tank top. I whispered so that Sandy could
   tell I was talking to someone but wouldn't be able to make out the
   words, "Her ass is very sensitive and squeaky clean. I want you to get
   it good and wet with your tongue, then see how many fingers you can get
   in." Carol jumped to her feet and knelt behind Sandy. Using her hands,
   she spread the cheeks wide and applied her tongue to the puckered
   entrance to Sandy's rectum. Sandy could tell from the touch that a woman
   was licking her ass and she grunted and groaned almost constantly.
   Saliva ran down Carol's tongue and wet the entire crack of Sandy's rear
   as Carol tried repeatedly to insert the tip of her tongue into Sandy's
   anus. Finally, she gave up and put her index finger in the center of the
   tight ring of muscle and started to push. The saliva allowed her to
   enter with only minor resistance and Carol quickly added her middle
   finger and pushed them both slowly into the bound woman's very tight
   ass. She sawed in and out slowly as Sandy groaned deeply against her
   panty gag. Carol placed the middle finger of her other hand along side
   the two already working deep into Sandy and slid it in as Sandy cried
   out in pain with muffled shouts. Carol stopped with the three fingers
   clenched tight in Sandy's grip and I leaned down to ask Sandy if she was
   all right. Sweat was beading on her forehead, but she grunted once and I
   nodded for Carol to go on. Soon, she had two fingers of each small hand
   reaching as deeply as they could into Sandy's ass and she began to pull
   sideways to spread the opening.

   The others were standing around watching intently as Carol spread
   Sandy's ass open. we could see her fingers at least three inches inside
   and I knew this had to be hurting Sandy so I indicated that Carol should
   not try to spread her any further. She allowed the ring to relax and
   began fucking Sandy's ass with the four fingers. Doris, a small redhead,
   had moved up to kneel by Sandy's face and was watching the contortions
   of her face as sweat dripped steadily from her forehead to the
   blindfold. Doris extended her tongue and caught some of the sweat as it
   rolled down the furrowed brow. Sandy jerked at the touch of this new
   tongue and moaned louder as she realized that there could be many people
   watching her be tortured this way and ready to join in at my
   instruction.

   I had Carol abandon Sandy's stretched anus and motioned for all to
   return to their seats. Doris was beside Sandy's face, gently stroking
   her throat with one hand and her back with the other. She was talking to
   Sandy in a soft, soothing voice, "Poor girl. It must hurt a lot to be
   tied up like this and have your ass spread as far as it can open. I
   think he should let you come." Sandy moaned at that and Doris looked at
   me. I nodded "yes" and Doris slowly moved around so she could stroke
   Sandy's dripping pussy as she continued to talk about the pain Sandy
   must be feeling and how badly she must need release. Sandy was moaning
   now, obviously building up to a tremendous orgasm as Doris alternated
   between thrusting three fingers into her vagina and vigorously rubbing
   her clit. It was clear from Sandy's sounds and movements that she was
   about to go over the edge and start coming when Doris suddenly stood up
   and returned to her seat. Sandy was trying to scream through the silk,
   "Please don't stop! I need to come! Please!" but all that came out was
   "mmumf..rumph..umm..umm..eeese". I could see that Doris was a true
   sadist. "I'll have to keep my eye on that one.", I thought.

   I decided it was time for Sandy to have a little "rest" and get a good
   look at her new friends so I began removing her bonds and, finally,
   helped her to stand beside the sawhorse with her blindfold and gag still
   in place. I took her to a side wall where I had two more lights ready to
   expose her fully. The group followed us and set up their chairs in a
   small semicircle as I fastened her wrists in leather cuffs attached to
   nylon ropes which led through pulleys at the top of the wall and back
   down to cleats in the wall where they could be securely tied off. The
   cleats were intended for sailing and had a quick release lever in case I
   needed to let her down fast. I put leather cuffs around her trim ankles.
   The ropes from these cuffs led to cleats in the floor about ten feet to
   either side. I had Sandy spread her legs as wide as possible and loosely
   tied the ropes to the floor cleats. Then, with the help of John, I
   pulled her arm ropes tight until her arms were fully extended over her
   head. The pulleys were also about ten feet to either side of where she
   stood and pulled her arms slightly to the side as well as up. When she
   stood in a nearly perfect "X", we continued to pull on the ropes until
   she was suspended against the rough brick wall with her feet about six
   inches off the floor. We secured the ropes and I went to the floor cleat
   holding her left leg and took up the slack so that her body was pulled
   slightly in that direction. I stood before her and said, "I don't think
   you really spread your legs as far as possible, so I'm going to have to
   help you a little." Sandy groaned deep in her throat as I walked to the
   other side and released the rope holding her right leg. I took one turn
   around the cleat and started to pull very slowly, spreading her legs
   farther and making the lips of her sex open stickily from the
   stretching.

   I stopped just before I pulled hard enough to cause real pain and tied
   off the rope. Returning to her, I turned on the spotlights and removed
   the blindfold. She blinked rapidly in the bright light and was clearly
   startled to see eight people less than six feet from her studying her
   totally exposed body. I reached in my pocket and removed a small, flat
   plastic box which I held before her eyes. "Do you know what I have in
   this box?", I asked. She shook her head slowly from side to side and I
   tilted the box so she could read the label on the top. A shudder ran
   through her suspended body and she started shaking her head "no" with
   much more animation than before. I looked into her deep eyes and said,
   "If you refuse, you will have to tell me in the way that only we know,
   and I'll send these people home right now." She stared back at me but
   didn't make a sound. "You know how to make me stop, don't you?", I asked
   and she responded by nodding with a single grunt.

   I went to a box that was nearby, took out some latex surgical gloves, a
   bottle of alcohol and some large cotton swabs. Returning to stand by
   Sandy's side I called David and Doris to come up with me. As they rose,
   I glanced at Sandy and saw that she was shaking, but still, she made no
   sound. I gave David and Doris the gloves and had them put them on. Then
   I rinsed their gloved hands thoroughly with the alcohol and said, "These
   are sterile surgical pins. They look very much like the common pins used
   for sewing but are stainless steel and, of course sterilized. I will
   show you where to place the pins by cleaning the area first with
   alcohol. You are not to push the pins straight into her but in and out
   as if you were sewing with a needle. Do you understand?" They nodded
   that they did and I handed each a pin. When I turned to Sandy, sweat was
   once again beading on her forehead and I looked deep into her eyes for a
   moment.  Still shivering, she uttered one grunt as I took her left
   breast in my hand and painted an area just below the nipple with the
   alcohol. David came forward and placed the pin flat against the soft
   flesh with the sharp tip making a small indentation. With his free hand,
   he pinched the skin together into a little hill and pushed the pin
   through in a single motion. Sandy screamed through her gag and tears
   dripped from the corner of each eye. After a few seconds, I lifted her
   right breast and looked in her eyes again. A small grunt through tense
   facial muscles and I applied the swab. Doris came forward and held the
   pin before Sandy's eyes for a few seconds. Where David had watched the
   flesh he was piercing, Doris never took her eyes from Sandy's as she
   pinched a small bit of breast and placed the pin tip against one side.
   She let the tip break the skin and pushed it in ever so slowly as Sandy
   screamed the whole time it was being inserted. Her eyes were tightly
   shut and her face was knotted in pain as Doris watched with intense
   interest. When it was finally done, tears were streaming down Sandy's
   face and Doris said, "I've already tasted your lovely sweat, now I'll
   taste your precious tears." Her tongue laved from Sandy's jaw to just
   below her eye and Doris kept it extended so Sandy could see her own
   tears glistening.

   I brought them up two at a time and pins were placed through each of her
   spread labia (two pins in each lip) and the tender insides of her
   thighs. Diane had yet to touch Sandy and she came forward alone as the
   last to participate (Bob declined). She was very hesitant as I handed
   her a pin and drew the swab in circles around the left nipple. I told
   her she didn't have to do anything she didn't want to and asked Sandy if
   Diane could do her nipples. She groaned and nodded once and Diane
   reached out to steady the shaking breast with her left hand as the right
   placed the tip of the pin against the stiff, pink nub. Sandy screamed as
   the pin made it's way through her nipple but she never took her eyes
   away from her painful piercing. I prepared the right nipple and Diane
   took the pin. "Slower this time.", said Doris and Sandy's eyes shot up
   to fix her in their gaze. Sandy stared at Doris as the pin went in and
   paused. There was a deep grunt in her throat but she held back the
   scream as her eyes burned deeply into the soul of the woman who clearly
   liked to make Sandy feel the pain. Diane went very slowly and Sandy
   sustained the grunt for the five or six seconds it took for the pin to
   emerge from the other side of her stiff nipple. When Diane stepped back,
   sandy let her head sag forward and moaned for a long while.

   I took a nine volt battery from the box and returned to stand by Sandy.
   When she looked up and saw the small battery with it's two short wires,
   she began thrashing and squirming in an attempt to free herself. One
   wire had a small flat plate at it's end and the other ended in a tiny
   electrical clip. I placed the plate just below the pin that Diane had
   just inserted and attached the clip to the pin. There was no danger as
   the battery could only deliver a tiny current but there was no doubt
   Sandy could feel that tiny current in this very sensitive part of her
   body. Her head thrashed from side to side and she screamed repeatedly as
   I connected and disconnected the clip in rapid succession. Next, I moved
   the battery to the lips of her vagina and stimulated each pin in turn as
   she twisted and swung as much as the restraints would allow. Loud grunts
   forced their way through the gag each time I connected the clip to a pin
   and I could tell the new sensation was being felt very clearly by my
   beautiful "captive".

   I carefully cleaned the entire area around each pin and removed it
   slowly as she winced and gasped at the combination of the pin's
   withdrawal and the microscopic amount of alcohol that remained in its
   path. I released her legs and Bob helped me support her body as two of
   the other men released the ropes holding her entire weight by her arms.
   We lowered her to the floor and I replaced the blindfold as she lay
   against the rough wall, breathing deeply. I motioned the others to
   fallow me to the other side of the large room and I spoke softly to
   them, explaining the next procedure I had planned. Again I knew Sandy
   could hear me talking but was equally sure she could not make out the
   words. There was a low, sturdy table covered by a thin sheet of velvet
   and ropes hung everywhere. Some were suspended from overhead while
   others ran to cleats in the wall or support posts on the opposite side
   of the table from the wall. Each person in the group was given
   instructions on what they were to do and I had Bob and Don go to Sandy
   and carry her to the table. Still blindfolded and gagged, I had her
   kneel on the table as the others got busy with their individual duties.

   Carol and Doris each supported one of Sandy's breasts as Bill and Roger
   wrapped soft nylon ropes around them causing her breasts to stand
   straight out from her chest making small "balloons" where they bulged
   out above the ropes. I once again placed a leather band around her long
   hair and attached it to an overhead rope which pulled her head up and
   back.  Then, I had Diane firmly tie Sandy's arms behind her back so that
   the upper part of her body was supported only by her hair. Bob and David
   had each bound one of her ankles flat against a corner of the platform
   with her feet hanging over the edge, the ropes secured to the table's
   strong legs. As Carol and Doris attached nipple clips and Bill and Roger
   pulled the connected cords tight to either side, Tim, who had not yet
   participated, was placing clips on each of her outer pussy lips and
   spreading them wide open by pulling the cords around her hips to tie at
   the small of her back. As an afterthought, I put a loop of cord through
   the one holding her lips open and tied it firmly to her bound arms.
   This way, any movement of her arms would pull the clips on her labia at
   the same time.

   Done, we all stepped back to view the beautiful, completely bound woman
   before us. Sandy had grunted and groaned as each new indignity occurred,
   but now, she was silent as she waited for whatever would happen next. I
   turned on a new set of spotlights and walked to the front of the table.
   After removing her blindfold, I slid a small TV monitor out from under
   the table and placed it where she could see it by looking down and a
   little to her left. Her eyes flew from the monitor to stare defiantly
   into mine and I said, softly, "It would be a shame if you could only
   live this unique experience once, so I've decided to record it for our
   future enjoyment. First, I think you should see how beautiful you are."

   I took the camcorder out from under the table and turned it on as I
   focused on her face. A little of the red panties were peeking out around
   the scarf gag and I zoomed in on that small spot of red as her eyes
   remained fixed to the monitor. Then, I zoomed back to allow the entire
   scene to fill the small screen. The rope overhead held her head high and
   the long hair cascaded down around the leather cuff. Stepping slightly
   to one side, I focused on the cord leading to her nipple clip and slowly
   panned the camera until it reached her tightly bound breast pulled far
   to the side with the nipple looking like it was stretched at least half
   an inch. Her long groan told me that the visual on the screen was
   reinforcing the physical sensation and I moved slowly around the table
   so she could see everything that had been done to her. When I sneaked
   the camera's view around the cheek of her ass to show her wide spread
   pussy, an even stronger moan came, muffled, from deep in her throat.

   When she had seen the entire scene, I had David undress and slide under
   her body so that his hard cock was against the open slit of her pussy.
   Diane used her fingers to open Sandy wider and placed David's head
   inside the opening. He thrust up and entered her wet vagina easily and
   deeply. Diane tickled Sandy's clit as David fucked her hard. I motioned
   for Tim to undress. Tim was very young looking. He was actually nineteen
   but looked like sixteen or seventeen. I knew this would excite Sandy but
   the real reason I had convinced Tim to join our little party was a tip
   from a lady I knew that he was very well endowed. When he undressed both
   Doris and Carol gasped. His penis was semi-erect but stood at least nine
   inches out from his thin body. It was also quite wide and the overall
   effect was as if the cock of a huge man had been grafted onto the slight
   body of a high school boy. Carol knelt before him and examined this
   marvelous tool in some detail before sucking the head into her mouth as
   she massaged the still growing shaft with both her hands. Doris knelt
   beside her and fondled and sucked his large balls then gently pushed
   Carol aside saying, "It's my turn." Carol turned her attention to his
   heavy sacks and soon, we could see that there were at least eight inches
   of Tim OUTSIDE Doris' mouth. It looked like she was sucking just the
   head, but her deep grunts as she thrust her mouth forward indicated
   otherwise. Diane was watching Tim's "preparation" as she applied ample
   amounts of lubricant on and in Sandy's anus. I told Tim it was time for
   his part in the program and he reluctantly withdrew his saliva covered
   penis from the warm, sucking mouth and climbed up on the platform behind
   Sandy. She had been able to see his size on the video monitor as the
   girls sucked him to full erection, but now, with his huge head resting
   against her tiny rear entrance, it seemed an impossible mission and she
   was twisting and grunting furiously. I handed the camcorder to Bill and
   he arranged an extreme close up of the cock head and Sandy's rosebud as
   I went around to remove her gag. When her mouth was empty, she cried
   out,"Don't let him put it in my ass! He'll split me open!" I cradled her
   face in my hands and assured her I would not allow that to happen.
   "He'll go very slow and I'm going to leave the gag out so we can all
   hear you as you get both holes filled completely." She continued to
   protest slightly (partly for the benefit of the audience, I'm sure) as
   he inserted the tip into her anus and began slowly moving in and out,
   stopping before crossing her sphincter. Finally, Tim started pushing and
   did not stop at the tight constriction. The monitor showed the ring
   around his cock head disappear into her ass and Sandy screamed as he
   moved on past the resistance. He stopped until the scream died away then
   moved another inch into her rectum. A new scream... stop... a new
   push...a new scream...

   Tears were streaming down her face as she watched her anal violation
   through half open eyes on the monitor. At last he was buried all the way
   up her ass and he held still while David resumed his interrupted
   thrusting against the constricted walls of her vagina. With Tim's
   twelve-plus inches imbedded in her bowels and David's hard fucking of
   her pussy, sweat was dripping from Sandy's face and tortured tits but
   the screams had become deep moans by the time Tim started to match
   David's rhythms. The girls moved to the sides and started slapping
   Sandy's swollen breasts and pulling up on her bound arms to further tug
   against her fully spread lower lips. Bill and Bob were kneeling beside
   her back masturbating furiously as they watched the scene and Roger
   stepped forward pushing his member between her lips and into her mouth.
   She was trying her best to suck him but the intense feelings throughout
   her stretched, tortured and invaded body made it impossible to
   concentrate and Roger quickly settled into a steady fucking motion as he
   tried to get as deeply into her throat as he had seen Bill do earlier.
   Again, the bulge in her throat indicated his success and, suddenly, Bill
   erupted across her shoulders and bound arms. He turned to direct the
   spurts into the tightly pulled hair at the top of her neck as Bob began
   raining sperm over her bound arms and hands, splattering the other women
   in the process.

   By now, Sandy was deeply immersed in a prolonged and super intense
   orgasm (which was, after all the intended purpose of the entire evening)
   and she told me later that she wasn't even aware of each of the separate
   things happening to her body. As she came, she would be briefly aware of
   the fullness of her ass, then the cock sliding in and out of her throat
   or pussy, then the tight clamping and pulling on her nipples or vaginal
   lips, but generally, the overall feeling of being consumed by the
   combined pain and pleasure of her climax. Watching the tape later, (many
   times) we determined that her orgasm was sustained for over five
   minutes. The stimulation was so total that as a climax began to subside,
   the next would overwhelm her consciousness and carry her back to the
   heights she had so recently left.

   I watched as the stretched ring of her anus pulsed with a life of it's
   own as Tim pulled all the way out, only to drive completely back in with
   one long thrust. The heat and squeezing of her ass, along with the scene
   before his eyes, was more than the young man could stand and he erupted
   deep in her bottom at almost the same time that Roger pumped his sperm
   into her mouth and throat. David was the last to release his seed but he
   pushed all the way up into her body, feeling the pressure of Tim's
   slowly deflating cock through the thin dividing tissue as he emptied
   himself into her. Gradually, everyone withdrew, dressed and left after
   kissing Sandy's swollen lips. She remained bound and pulled with the
   sperm of five men on and in her body. I walked around slowly and allowed
   the camera to record every inch of her. Cum leaked slowly from her
   pussy, ass and mouth and still more was drying into small salty spots
   and strips on her hands, arms, back and neck.

   Slowly, I removed her bonds and allowed her to rest on the table as I
   turned off the lights and loaded our supplies into the car. With that
   done, I took her into my arms and we kissed deeply. Sandy was completely
   exhausted, but she managed a small smile and a soft "Thank you." I
   wrapped her in a soft, full robe and helped her to the car. We talked
   very little on the ride back but she did say that she had no idea that
   she could be aroused that much for that long. She also told me that her
   final orgasm was the most total sexual experience of her life. She had
   no idea how long it lasted but it seemed to go on forever.

   At home, I lay Sandy in my bed and massaged her entire body with
   soothing lotion as she nodded in and out of sleep. I wanted so badly to
   make love with her but I knew that would have to wait for her recovery.
   Finally, I turned out the lights and cuddled up against her warm body
   and held her in my arms.