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Marion knelt on the porch still holding both hands over her aching
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crotch. The pain was ebbing and she felt her strength recovering.
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" Get up slave or we'll hit your cunt again." an angry voice demanded of her
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and again, " up right now or you get the wet towel snapped at your snapper."
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the same voice repeated the threat.
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Marion stood up and for the first little while she kept her hands covering
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thin black line of hair that marked her vulvar crease.
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" Take your hands away from your pussy slave, we like to see the cracks of
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our women on display. " and to emphasize the command a sharp slap landed on
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her buttocks. She quickly moved her hands to a position at her sides.
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" Lets go down to the boat house and have a look at what we could do there."
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one of the men suggested and Don, Lyle and two of the others led Marion off of
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the porch and down a short path to a two level boat house. The slips for the
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boats were on the water level and what looked like a guest apartment was on
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the second floor.
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" Go up the stairs Marion and we'll be right behind you. In fact it is a
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real pleasure to follow you upstairs and watch your bottom cheeks move up and
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down as you climb, it also gives a great view of your crotch." Don said as he
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prepared to follow directly behind her.
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The second floor was indeed a guest area, but not quite what Marion had
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expected.
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In the middle of a large room was a table with restraining ropes at each
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corner and a piece of the middle cut out to leave a circular opening at
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not quite the center of the table. At one end were stirrups like one saw on
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the examining tables in the doctor's office.
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Marion felt a bit frightened at the sight and was unsure what the implication
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might be, but was vaguely aware that it would be in some way uncomfortable.
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Hanging from the ceiling was a wooden swing seat , suspended by two lengths
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of rope and set off to one side of the table. On the other side of the table
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was a single rope with a leather strap attached to it, the exact purpose or
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use, foreign to Marion's experience.
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She was not to wait long for some knowledge of what the different things
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were for, as she was told " Go to the rope hanging from the ceiling Marion
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and hold on to it.One of us will fasten the strap around your wrists so that
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you can't move from the rope."
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Marion was afraid not to follow the orders and she walked over to the rope
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and reached up to grasp it with both hands. It was a bit higher than she had
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at first estimated and she had to get up on her toes to grab the rope. She
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held on tightly as Don, Lyle and one of the others fastened the leather strap
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around her wrists. She then felt herself lifted about three inches as the
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rope was pulled toward the ceiling. She felt her leg muscles almost cramp at
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the strain of standing on her absolute tip-toes. She attempted to relieve
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some of the discomfort by letting her arms hold all her weight, but soon
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found that this was just as uncomfortable.
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" This should warm you up a little Marion, at least it will warm your butt."
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she heard as the words were closely followed by a series of smacks delivered
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to the naked cheeks by what she was sure was a ping-pong paddle. The blows
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fell on each cheek in sequence and in a predictable rhythm of left, right
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center, left, right center.
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She yelled and cried out and danced up and down from toe to toe and then
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to hanging from her wrists as she tried to rest her leg muscles.
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The paddling lasted about five minutes and she was screaming for them to stop
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by the time the first minute had ended.
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When the final smack had landed and she was aware that it had, for the time
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being stopped, she hung from the rope and wept, letting her feet touch the
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floor and sharing the burden between the wrists and her screaming legs.
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She thought that hours had passed, rather than the few minutes since the ass
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paddling had stopped. The time seemed much longer because of the pains in her
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ass and legs and arms, tiring from the hanging position she maintained.
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Just as she was sure she wouldn't last another second, Lyle lowered the rope
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and she was able to stand with her feet solidly on the floor. The relief was
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fantastic, and immediately she had no pain in the legs or arms and the only
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discomfort was in her butt.
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" Move over to the table Marion, and get up on it, stay on your back for the
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time being." Don instructed her.
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The rope attached to her wrists was undone and she walked the short distance
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to the table and with her back to it placed her hands on the edge and lifted
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herself onto it. She wriggled until she felt the circular opening under her
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buttocks and then relaxed, sure that further instructions would follow.
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" Place your legs in the stirrups ." Don said and she obeyed almost at
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once.
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The cold metal of the stirrups was uncomfortable to the backs of her knees
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and the sensation sent shivers through her body.
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She felt the stirrups move and her legs parting widely until she felt
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she was as exposed as she possibly could be.
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Don approached the foot of the table and Marion was sure he carried a dildo
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in one hand and something similar in the other.
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" These will keep you occupied for now until we wish to fill you with some
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other objects." she was told.
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The words were accompanied by fingers at her vaginal opening, rubbing and
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stroking her clitoris, arousing her quickly and leading to moisture at the
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aperature. As soon as she was seen to moisten, the dildo was thrust into her
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vagina and she then felt something pressing at her anus and entering her lower
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bowel to fill her rectum. She felt her anal ring tighten around a hard
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circular object and she realized that a butt plug had been inserted.
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Lyle suddenly climbed up on the table and straddled her chest. She looked
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at him and saw that he was not only stark naked but that he had a firm looking
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hard-on. He slid up on the table so that his penis was at her mouth and
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pressed it to the lips and into her mouth and down her throat to the point
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that she was sure she would choke.
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The dildo in her vagina was in fact a vibrator as was the plug in her butt
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and as Lyle began to pump his cock into her mouth and throat the two vibrators
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were turned on.
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She was aware of erotic sensations from three openings at once and she was
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in spite of herself mounting in pleasurable feelings. To assure that she was
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brought off properly, Don was rubbing her clitoris as the mechanical stimulat-
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ors did their jobs. Marion was at the point of yelling at her orgasm when Lyle
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ejaculated into her throat and she found herself choking on the come that
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filled her to overflowing. Lyle withdrew his cock and Marion was able to cough
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and spit until she could breathe more comfortably, and her breathing was
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rapid in response to her orgasm, induced by the two vibrators and the constant
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rubbing of her clit.
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Marion looked up at Lyle, who sat straddling her chest, his now soft cock
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hanging down limply between her breasts. He was smiling in satisfaction and
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she looked around him to see Don who was between her legs his hand just out
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of her line of vision but she was sure it was just at her vaginal lips, the
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stimulation of her clit now over.
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The vibrators were slowly pulled out, first the anal plug, which exited with
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some pain as the sphincter was dilated to allow it to leave, and with a pop
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as it left completely. Then the vaginally placed dildo was pulled out and it
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came out easily, its leaving made easy by the copious moisture produced by
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her orgasm.
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No sooner had the dildo been taken out than she felt it replaced by what she
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was sure was the real thing. As she looked down the table to her wide spread
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legs she saw Don, his erect penis in his hand, placing the head of it at her
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opening and she felt him enter to the hilt. She was sure that he had entered
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as deeply as possible when she felt his pubic hair brush against her vulvar
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lips.
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She was quick to rouse toward orgasm again, with the pumping action of Don
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and the feeling of his organ thrusting into her depths and then withdrawing
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to the point of leaving, only to plunge again into her vagina.
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He came with a yell of satisfaction and she allowed herself a soft moan of
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pleasure at the completion of the fuck.
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She was again empty of objects, real or artificial and as she lay on the
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table the stirrups were moved so that her legs came together, allowing some
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slight degree of relative modesty.
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Lyle came to the foot of the table and helped her to remove her legs from
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the stirrups and she was aware how relaxing it felt to have her legs flat on
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the table for a change.
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" You can have a brief rest slave ." she heard Don say and she breathed
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a sigh of relief at the announcement.
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