It felt heavenly. As he took the hand nozzle and gently rinsed her hair she could not help herself – she reached out and took his locked cock and heavy balls in the palm of her hand.

"Is it terribly frustrating Eric?" she asked. "Wouldn’t you like to be stroking that cock, or having me stroke it? Perhaps take it in my mouth?" At which point she leaned over and placed her lips around the imprisoned cock, feeling small patches of skin through the evenly spaced ribs of the cage.

She knew he could feel her mouth on isolated parts of his cock too. As was easy to predict, she watched his cock try to grow in its cage .It had nowhere to go. The ribs and rods of the cock cage were digging cruelly into the sides and the head of Eric’s cock, and he moaned.

"Yes Ma’am it is extremely frustrating, but I’m happy to do it for my Mistress. But yes, right now you are driving me crazy. But of course you’ve done that intentionally, which is your right".

Cynthia loved the power. She slid back on the bench, opening her legs, enjoying watching Eric’s eyes locked on her pussy.

"You may continue" she said. Eric got on his knees with the washcloth and ever so gently, but thoroughly washed her pussy, gently parting the lips to lightly clean in between, then moving lower with his fingers. Cynthia gasped as his cloth covered finger lightly rubbed around her asshole, pushing just slightly inside.

"Grabbing a handful of his hair she pulled his face into her crotch with the single command "Lick!"

Eric was devoted to pleasing women and if June was not here, he would do his best to pleasure Cynthia who he knew was his wife’s friend and lover.

He put his heart into it, laving the lips with his tongue, teasing the clit out from its hood, forcing his tongue up inside of her, then putting his head down as far as he could to rim her freshly washed asshole. He labored ceaselessly to pleasure this woman, any thoughts of his own sexual pleasure or release long forgotten.

Finally Cynthia came explosively as the water cascaded over the two of them. Shaking and shuddering after her orgasm.

She allowed Eric to help her up, on shaky legs, and stood, leaning against the counter as he dried her off. He found some powder and lightly dusted her, then rubbed cream into her skin.
"June was a lucky woman" she thought to herself". She could not remember when she had been pampered like this. It was hotter still because the one pampering her was himself naked, with his cock locked safely away. There is was no possibility that he expected anything in return. Just the chance to give pleasure.

She thanked Eric and he quickly dressed and withdrew. Before he left he stopped and looked at her.

"Thank you for giving June what she needs. I wish I could do it, but I just can’t stand to even see her hurt, let alone hurt her. You two are good for each other"

Before she could reply, Eric had slipped out the door. These two were so much on love it blew her away. And saddened her a bit.. She wished she had someone that worshipped and adored are as much as Eric did June.

It was late afternoon when she joined Robert for a light supper. He suggested that since it might turn into a late night, perhaps a cigar and small glass of cognac on the verandah would be appropriate. Cynthia agreed and joined him.

"I had one of the girls go and check on June to make sure she’s alright and make sure she had plenty of water. No food –she’ll be a hungry girl tonight."

"So tell me" he asked Cynthia, "have you given any thought to what June will suffer through tonight? Anything specific, or a combination of treats?"

"June has made several comments about bondage allowing the slut in us to surface. I’m going to give her that tonight. And I really, really want to give her a serious pussy whipping. How about you? Anything special you have in store?

Robert exhaled and watched the cigar smoke spiral up to the ceiling, then answered.

"Oh definitely. Something she has asked for indirectly but craves. I’ll tell you if you insist, but if I can orchestrate it all properly it will be very hot and intense – I think you’ll appreciate being surprised."

"My man of mystery and surprises. Of course I’ll wait. I owe you so much for opening my eyes. I’ll trust you to make it a grand finale!!"

Together they made their way down to the dungeon, Cognac snifters and cigars in hand it was almost as though they were enjoying a leisurely tropical stroll.

Once inside, cigars and brandy finished, they made their way to their victim. Hearing them enter, June did her best to move to the bars and present herself. Her restraints did not allow the kind of exposure that was expected, but nonetheless she tried to obey.

Naked and restrained, June looked hot. There was no other way to put it.

"Time to get you ready for the evening love" Cynthia shared as she unlocked the cell door.

She quickly unlocked the restraints, replacing them with a locking leather cuff on each wrist and ankle.

"Take a moment to stretch, then it’s time to fix you properly for your evening. June complied, flexing her arms and legs briefly, then allowed herself to be led out of the cell.

Cynthia led her to the breeding rack, and knowing what was expected, June positioned herself on the padded rests, waiting to be restrained.

As Robert obligingly strapped her tightly into the device, Cynthia took the time to stand by her head, tightly locked down into the front brace, and stroke her face.

"Tonight love we will belong to each other. You’ve already taken me as yours. Tonight you’re going to be mine. I was a little nervous at first, but you made me understand that I really, really need to make you scream and beg tonight. And you will love. Tonight I’ll make you scream from your soul."

With her hand on the small of June’s arched back, she felt the woman tremble and shudder. She couldn’t tell though if it was because of what she had told her, or because Robert had taken the opportunity to stroke and tease June’s pussy, so blatantly presented by her position.

Cynthia suspected it was the arousal. She stepped behind the bound woman and as was now almost the norm in this place, felt the sexual rush at the sight. Ass pushed high in the by her arched back, legs splayed apart. From behind she was all ass and cunt.

The swollen lips of her vulva were thrust backwards, pouting invitingly, droplets of moisture easily visible.

Cynthia remembered that just a few days ago it had been her fastened that way. She reached out to gently stroke and tease the offered pussy, loving how June tried, as little as the tight straps allowed it, to push her pussy against Cynthia’s hand as she moaned in frustration.

Only yesterday it had been her. Today it was June who suffering from a need bred through a combination of torment, teasing and restraint, had been reduced to an animal in heat, craving any kind of sexual contact.

Cynthia went into the other room and brought back the quirt. Based on her own experiences, and seeing the obvious physical arousal of her subject, she decided that a combination of erotic pain along with some tease and denial would take June to even higher levels of frustration.

She began by using the quirt on June’s presented ass, standing to the side, whipping across both checks.

June moaned, but both women knew this was just a warm-up.

Robert too waited patiently, understanding where this was going.

The blows increased in speed and force, the tip of a thong from time to time snapping between the splayed legs. Those brought gasps from the tightly restrained woman as a knotted did its damage.

Then suddenly stopping, Cynthia stepped forward and again began teasing and caressing the exposed and gaping pussy. June moaned more at this sensation than she had during the whipping.

Cynthia realized she must be more homosexual than heterosexual because the sight of a totally aroused woman drove her crazy. There was something incredibly erotic to her about the contrast that woman such as June could present.

On the one hand a reasonably sophisticated woman, often fashionably dressed, hair styled, nails done, wearing a tasteful amount of jewelry, clothes that flattered but were not gaudy.

Then there was her June, here, tonight. Naked, restrained, sweating and, there was no other, or better way to put it – in heat! She moaned at the slightest touch to her pussy.

Her pussy itself was pure lust! Engorged with increased blood flow, the outer lips gaped. The inner lips were bright red. The swelling had caused the hood to pull back exposing the delicate pearl of her clit. The opening of the vagina was clearly visible. The moisture that earlier had been just a droplet or two, now freely collected along her labia, and the scent of her arousal was overpowering.

Cynthia reached under June’s belly from behind and gently stroked her hand down, lightly grazing her sex, careful not to exert too much pressure.

"Umm you look so beautiful my slut" she whispered in her captive’s ear. "And so hot" she continued. "I’ll bet you’d love to cum if I let you, wouldn’t you?"

"Oh yes Ma’am – I need to come so badly, please, please".

As she was almost gasping her plea, Cynthia had been ever so lightly letting her finger play around the opening of June’s vagina, teasing and ever so slightly probing. The effect was electric as June tried to thrust backward, but the straps were too tight.

"I’m wondering what you’d promise me now if I let Robert slide his cock into your pussy" Cynthia murmured as she continued to tease.

She motioned to Robert, who taking the cue, pulled his erect cock from his pants and stepped behind the gasping woman.

"Oh God please" she cried out as she felt the hot head of his cock lightly graze and tease her gaping vulva. "Please" she cried out, trying futilely to arch her pussy back.

Cynthia could imagine what she was feeling – the constant teasing, the arousal.

She had experienced it herself – the aching need in her sex where it seemed as if she would do anything to experience the fullness of a cock penetrating her.

"You are such a wanton slut June" Cynthia told her as she watched her lover trying to buck her hips to get her pussy further backward.

"You look like a bitch in heat. I’ll bet you’d love to feel that cock slide deep inside you wouldn’t you?"

"Oh God yes, please I need it so badly" June gasped.

"Say it – tell us what you are and what you need slut"

June responded immediately – modesty and decorum long gone.

"I’m a slut Ma’am. I need to badly to be fucked. I’m nothing but a bitch in heat for you, please, please let Robert fuck me!"

Cynthia said nothing, just motioned Robert to step back, and as he did, brought the quirt snapping in an upward motion directly into the exposed pussy.

The knotted thongs buried themselves in the soft, puffy pussy lips. She repeated immediately with stroke after stroke upward into the delicate folds of the gaping sex. June screamed freely, thrashing wildly in the straps holding her, begging and pleading for the awful pain to stop.

Of course Cynthia didn’t stop.

The experience fresh in her own mind she knew the places she wanted to take her lover.

Every so often a brief pause to stroke and tease the swollen and bruised folds and lips, then more vicious strokes right to June’s core with the quirt.

She alternated the whipping and teasing, occasionally letting a finger slip inside the bruised and swollen pussy, while her thumb teased the puckered asshole just as obscenely presented. The whole area between June’s legs – her pussy, perineum and skin around her anus was red and bruised from the impact of the little knots on the quirt’s thongs.

Finally after a series of strokes working on the vagina and anus, which brought shrill screams from June, Cynthia relented and motioned to Robert.

She stepped back and watched as he buried his cock to the hilt in the abused pussy. It took just a few strokes before June stiffened and cried out again, eyes rolling back, as she jerked wildly in her restraints. Her orgasm seemed to never end. The spasms in her abdominal muscles were readily visible, as was the clenching of her pussy and asshole. Her fluids ran down her thighs freely and the room reeked of sex.

"Damn this was making her horny" Cynthia thought to herself as she watched her friend and lover come down from the most intense orgasm Cynthia had watched her experience.

Walking back up to her as Robert unfastened June from the breeding rack, she stroked her face, kissed her deeply and whispered to her "glad you enjoyed the warm-up love – now it’s time to see what kind of pain slut you really are".

June moaned incoherently as they led her into the playroom and positioned her against the St. Andrews cross.

A work of art almost – polished mahogany , oozing straps and fastening points, with a large padded bolster at center that could be moved up or down.

As they fastened June tightly to the cross, Robert adjusted the pad so it was right in the small of her back. As the straps were tighten the effect of the design was clear – her pelvis was arched forward while her arms and legs were pulled backward. June was not going anywhere.

Still dazed from the whip on her pussy, and the intense orgasm, she could do nothing but hang in her straps, waiting for what she expected would be some intense torment.

Her fears were confirmed when Robert set a covered tray on the table next to the cross, along with a grey box. He stepped up and gently caressed her face, then her breasts, speaking to her softly. "You are such a special lady, June, and I know what you need, I really do, and I’m going to hurt you – very much".

June began to beg and plead, asking to be let down when she saw the grey electro-stim unit.

"No Sir, please not the electricity – I can’t stand it. Please anything else" she begged.

"You haven’t had a chance to observe electricity play yet have you?" he asked.

Cynthia shook her head and watched as he began to lay our pairs of wires and as June was still begging him not to, taking deep breaths in her restraints.

"It’s a tremendously versatile tool, but requires some knowledge and experience. Electricity offers so many delightful advantages. First, there is never any permanent injury. No marks, no scars. Second it can produce a whole spectrum of sensation – from erotic pleasure to absolute agony. And finally once you have everything set up, it requires no more effort than the touch of a button. "

As he was talking he had uncovered the tray, which brought a new round of almost incoherent pleading from June. She had started begging in earnest when she had seen the sterile acupuncture needles in their containers laid out neatly.

Robert continued his explanation. "Not wanting to get too technical but basically this box produces a very high voltage but low amperage electrical current. It’s the safer form of electricity as compared to say just a huge twelve volt car battery that can cause burns and real injury."

As he spoke he was plugging leads into the grey box, laying the wires out neatly, as June watched wide-eyed, still begging him not to do what he had planned.

Robert picked up an alcohol swab and began thoroughly cleaning the skin on June’s right breast, about and inch from her nipple. He directed Cynthia to open one of the acupuncture needle wrappers, being careful just to pull the sealing paper back, but not touch the needle. Taking another swab soaked in alcohol he grasped the end of the needle and pulled it free. It was about three inches long and very, very thin.

Cupping June’s breast, careful not to touch the cleaned area, he slowly sank the needle into her breast. June violently shook her head back and forth, but did not cry out.

"She’s not in any pain yet" Robert explained. "That is a reaction to what she knows will come.

If you’ve ever had any acupuncture, you know that these needles are so thin that there is virtually no pain. It’s more the psychological effect of watching the needle slide into you".

Cynthia could not disagree. She imagined herself in June’s place, helplessly strapped to the cross and watching a needle being inserted into her sensitive breast.

As Robert picked up the next needle, he continued his lesson.

"One of the biggest variables in using electricity is the size of the contact point with the body" he explained as the next needle was inserted into June other breast, also about an inch from the nipple. Cynthia noted that June had again not made a sound as the needle slid into her breast and both of her nipples were hard and erect.

"If I use a large contact pad to conduct the electricity the sensation is much like a vibrator. The electricity causes muscles to contract and relax involuntarily. In fact, with an internal vaginal probe and a well placed pad, I can literally induce an orgasm in a woman without any other contact, and whether or wants it or not" Robert continued as he produced the third needle.

This needle brought a response from the helpless woman as he slid it with a twirling motion directly into the center of her right nipple, sliding it about an inch down into the breast. And June cried out in pain as the other nipple was cored with one of the thin, delicate needles.

"On the other hand" Robert continued, as he picked up the wires he had laid out, and attached one to each needle with a clamp, "when the contact point is small, as with these acupuncture needles which will of course be the contact point, the same electrical current is pure pain, the amount of course increasing as the current increases."

June started begging and pleading anew when Robert knelt down and began preparing her pussy as he had the breasts.

With her pelvis thrust forward her sex was well presented. He scrubbed the skin of her out labia at the top if her pouting lip, to either side of her clitoris.

She gasped at the burn of the alcohol as he spread the lips and cleaned between them.
June had stopped begging, realizing that her fate was sealed. She concentrated instead on preparing herself for what she knew was coming.

Cynthia found the sight of June, eyes closed, trying to get herself braced quite erotic.

As always she imagined herself in that position. Tightly restrained, no way out, trying to get herself prepared for intense erotic pain.

June cried out only slightly as Robert slid a needle into each fleshy outer lip. The space between the two needles of course, across June’s pussy was only an inch or so, and just as clearly, the needles were placed so that her still hooded clitoris was between them.

With all of the leads attached and plugged into the box, Robert explained the box was versatile in that the voltage, frequency and rate of current could all be adjusted. The box could even be plugged into a computer if one wanted to get fancy so that shocks were delivered to the beat of recorded music.

As he spoke, he pushed a button and a series of lights came on. He stepped close to June and caressing her gently, first her face, then the sides of her breasts, then her hair, he asked her if she was ready.

Cynthia watched the scene unfolding.

All the begging, and pleading were gone. June and Robert looked into each other’s eyes. He knowing that he was getting ready to seriously hurt this lovely woman. She seeing in his eyes the certainty that within seconds she would be screaming.

June took a deep breath and nodded.

Robert pushed and held down the button. The effect was immediate.

June jerked madly against the straps holding her to the cross and screamed, and screamed. Between screams she managed to gasp out entreaties to please stop, she couldn’t handle it any more. Then the words were lost with new screams.

Robert released the button and June just sagged in the restraints. Cynthia stepped up to her and first stroked her face, then kissed her.

The ferocity of June’s response caught her off guard. June was literally trying to devour her lover’s tongue and mouth, kissing her frantically. She had been in pain, and would soon be again, but right now she was pure lust!!

Cynthia stepped back and June started to cry our "nooooo" just as the electricity slammed into her nipples and clit again.

This time Cynthia found she was definitely getting aroused as she watched June jerk and thrash in her restraints, and listened to her scream.

This was her lover, her tormentress, and now her victim, all rolled into one.

Finally Robert stopped. June hung in her straps, relieved at the temporary reprieve.

Robert began to stroke and caress her again, motioning Cynthia to join in.

As she stepped up to June, she watch as Robert unclipped the electrical leads from all of the needles. She was kissing June deeply, the two women feeding off of each other’s lust.

She felt and heard June gasp slightly as Robert removed the needles –she saw him out of the corner of her eye toss them on the tray and step back.

She began to stroke and tease her lover in earnest. The nipples, so brutally tortured just minutes ago hardened to her touch and she heard June hiss "Yessss" into her ear as she tongued first one erect nipple, then the other.

Reaching down she began to stroke her fingers along the offered slit, feeling the sopping wetness. June was a pain slut.

At this point Robert stepped back up. In his hand he held his lit cigar.

June’s eyes grew wide with fear – she knew what was coming – it was something they had hinted and teased about in the past with an unspoken promise that someday….

But Cynthia felt the gush of fluid in the palm of her hand that was cupping and stroking June’s pussy. She stepped back, watching in wonder at the scene before her.

Robert said nothing. He kissed June deeply. He began to stroke and tease her. First her nipples, rolling between finger and thumb, then kissing them. Teeth nipping, then grasping and pulling. June’s gasp as he let each nipple in turn slide between teeth, rasping until it pulled fee. Repeating.

Fingers lightly tracing the tender labia – slipping between into the slick wetness.

Feeling the hips buck against his hand. Hearing the moans. Smelling the arousal, First one finger then two slipping deep inside the woman – feeling the muscles there contract, clutching his finger. The pelvis moving as much as the straps allowed, she completely aroused and needing.

He standing, teasing, stroking, and the cigar held in the other hand.

For her to see.

For her to fear.

For her to need.

"Beg for it my lovely slut. Tell me how badly you want me to hurt you"

Robert said in almost a whisper, continuing to stroke and tease.

He had brought the cigar in front of June, inches away from her nipple. She could feel the heat. Looking down she could see the cherry red glow of the burning end.

Cynthia had long since buried her hand in her own pussy rubbing and stroking herself as she watched the scene unfold.

The intensity was overwhelming. She imagined herself waiting, needing….

Robert continued to tease the lovely blonde. The fingers of one hand deep inside her, lightly rubbing the top of her vagina, the thumb dancing around her clit.

The cigar hovering over her breast, just above the nipple.

"Ask for it lovely lady" he said again.

Finally, needing it all so badly, in spite of knowing how badly it would hurt, June gave up and cried out

"Yessss – burn me – burn my tits and my cunt – I need you to – God Damn I need it"

Robert slowly, never stopping his teasing and stroking of her cunt, took a deep drag on the cigar and then slowly, ever so slowly, watching the terror and the need build in his victim’s eyes, touched the glowing end to her left nipple.

For a full second he held it there as she screamed .

She screamed but she did not beg him to stop.

A brief pause and the glowing hot cigar touched the other nipple. The fingers of his other hand deep in her vagina, probing, stretching teasing.

Finally, kneeling, just as slowly and certainly as before, Robert touched the cigar to the apex of her cunt. Where the lips met. Where the sensitive pearl of her clit had been teased out from its hood. And held it there as his fingers spread and stretched her, moving rapidly inside her. Her orgasm hit just as he removed the cigar, replacing it on her now brutalized clit with his tongue.

June cried, gasped and made inhuman noises as fluid gushed from her pussy, soaking Robert’s face and hands. Robert began to gradually slow the caresses and stroking, embracing her more than touching her. He motioned to Cynthia and the two of them managed to release June from the cross and get her onto the nearby couch. Both hugged and held her, as she began to sob and cry freely from the emotional overload.

Cynthia arose – leaving her with Robert, telling her she would be right back when June begged her not to leave her. She had already decided how this evening would play out.

She went to the clothes that June had left earlier in the day, and sure enough, found the small brass key in the pocket of the jeans. She picked up a pair of handcuffs and made her way back to the inn.

Eric immediately opened the door to his room when she knocked. She did not ask permission – she just stepped inside and told him to strip. Eric, being Eric obeyed immediately even though he had no clue as to what she planned..

She ordered him onto the bed, on his back. She tossed him the handcuffs and told him to cuff his hands over his head to the headboard. He found a large ring, thoughtfully provided, and locked his hands together, then lay there waiting.

Cynthia took the key she had retrieved from June’s pocket and proceeded to unlock the chastity cage, freeing his now swelling cock.

Unable to resist, she stroked it, then took it in her mouth, savoring the feel and taste of a hot cock in her mouth. It was all she could do to pull her head away. She teasingly told Eric not to go anywhere, as she left him naked and restrained on his bed, being careful to take his room key with her.

Returning to the playroom, she found that June had recovered a bit. She was sitting up, sipping water. She helped her to her feet and together they walked back to the inn, June hugging her tightly.

She took June to her room, unlocked the door and helped her to the bed. It was only then that June realized that Eric was naked and cuffed on the bed waiting for her.

She started to speak, but Cynthia put her fingers to her lips, laid her on the bed and kissed her deeply. As she left she placed the key to Eric’s handcuffs on the night table.

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