Bent over and sweating, Louise grunted hard into the cock gag as she felt her butt being paddled. "No!" she crowed, knowing that she was in no position to stop Doug from giving her the abuse she wanted. She had heard the cultivated voice of Liz announcing time was soon up, and gr mood was somewhere between slight shame and exaltation. She couldn't possibly hide from Liz that they had been doing more tha just looking at the equipment here - Louise doubted she would even be able to stand up straight without breathing hard a few times - but she knew they would get this place. Doug would not let her down after taking her on so hard, that much was sure.
It wandered into her mind though: how much was Liz really into these bdsm interests? She had not seemed thr least shocked or diffident, and her fine figure made Louise suspect she might even have been a guest at some of the Rocheforts' fetish parties. Wouldn't it be fine if they could cultivate the friendship with her and have her join in some nights?.
He slapped her ass again, and Louise came once more, just let it go. "Slave, slut..." she thought proudly as she licked the cock gag and imagined Doug and another man probing her back as well as her clit. "Nnngh!" she groaned looking out over the chains and beams around the big room.
Doug knew they had to get her loose now. She oozed sweat and cum and he had no doubt Liz would detect they had had a good time, but at least they should be dressed like civilized people. "That's fine, darling, you were beautiful" he said. "Now let's get you loose"
He undid her feet, pulling them free of the shackles holding them to the wooden board. And slowly, he pulled out the heavy butt plug. Louise groaned again as her ass became more exposed and fresh air hit her reddened anal cheeks. She giggled and wept softly from pain and release.
And just then, she heard the key turning in the door...