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I spent a warm wonderful night under Maria. We nibbled and licked each other, dozed, napped, slept, awoke and licked some more. Beside us on the other bed I heard the girls enjoying the same thing.
Sometime during the wee hours we fell asleep and slept soundly. I woke when Maria climbed off of me. She had untied herself and staggered off to the bathroom. I had never acquired her skill at untying myself. I think it was because I never dreamt of doing so once my husband had placed me in bondage. I was too obedient to go against his wishes, and anyway, I liked being tied up too much to want to get free. Maria is much more independent, and even though she loves to submit to men, when she's ready to get loose, she'll find a way to get loose.
Maria never defied my husband, he was the padrone, but there were occasions when he gave her to guests who didn't torture or fuck her to her satisfaction. She could be down right vehement in voicing her criticisms and my husband often warned his guests to keep her gagged. At times it became a real test of will and skill with knots as to who would be able to keep her bound. Sometimes the mood struck her to be defiant, to fight the ropes, the whips and the men. She struggled against her bonds, glared at her tormentors and defied them to whip her into submission. I've seen her take horrific whippings, demand more from her tormentors, then explode into bone breaking orgasms. It took a strong man to keep Maria tied down.
She came out of the bathroom and untied me. the girls were sleeping soundly. We gently untied them and covered them with a blanket. They barely stirred.
We showered together, then went to the kitchen, Maria was pleased to find that it wasn't a mess. The boys had cleaned up before going to bed. We ate breakfast naked on the shade porch and waited to see what the boys had in store for us.
The kids wandered down in ones and twos, and were told to make their own breakfasts. My son Mark was grumpy and when told he was on his own for breakfast he yanked me out of my chair, bent me over the porch rail and blistered my bottom with a belt. Then he marched me to the back yard and tied me to a tree, very, very, tightly. Then he brought Maria and tied her to another tree. He still carried his belt and whipped us on our breasts. I came at the fourth or fifth blow. Marie came too. Mark dropped his belt and stalked away to the house, still grumpy.
"I'm never cooking breakfast for that boy again," Maria said shakily. "If that means he'll do this to me." I giggled.
When the girls came down, they were permitted to eat breakfast in the nude, then were tied to other trees.
The boys kept us tied all morning. It was only after a great deal of pleading that we were permitted a short bathroom break. When we returned the boys tied us in a row to kneeling posts. Then they played football and frisbee, interrupting their games from time to time to make us suck their cocks. They had also decided that each time they came they would spurt in our faces. By noon we were coated with cum.
We slaves were untied and commanded to make lunch. After eating the boys decided on a hog tie contest. They drew lots to see which slave they would tie up, then were timed as to how fast and tightly they could tie us. My sons played the roles of referees. The winner was given all four of us for two hours.
A boy named Danny won the contest. He chose to take us to my bedroom and tie us on my bed side by side. Then he climbed on top and rolled around on our bodies. The other boys applauded as Danny stretched out on a mattress of females. They left him to his fun and went back to frisbee.
Danny had a great time. He rolled across our breasts, pinched our nipples with his toes. Sucked and nibbled with his mouth, and lay across our faces taking turns putting his cock in our mouths. I have to admit that I enjoyed being used as human cushion. It made me feel deliciously low and slave like. Maria
liked it too. I could tell from the soft purring sound that she makes when she's enjoying her self.
Danny kept our legs tied together, so he couldn't get access to fuck us, but he pressed his cock against our pussies and humped each of us. He came once doing that, and Kathy came too. After his first orgasm Danny actually reclined across our bodies and fell asleep.
We waited patiently for a while, then Anne decided to wake him up. She bit him lightly on the leg, and when that didn't rouse him, she bit him harder. He jumped up cursing. After examining the bite mark, Danny took a whip from my closet and whipped Anne very hard. She was between Kathy and me and some of the blows fell on us. We were soon writhing and whimpering under the blows. Maria wanted to play too so she thrust her breasts up and invited him to whip them. Danny whipped us all raining blows across out tightly packed bodies. When Anne came, loudly and violently, Danny went into a frenzy. He dropped the small whip and took out a short wicked bull whip. He jumped onto the bed and stood on our bodies. He slashed us fiercely with the whip. We were all coming, groaning, screaming.
Danny whipped us until he was gasping with exhaustion. I thought he was worn out, but he dropped the whip, untied Anne's ankles and dragged her atop the rest of us. Then he fucked her. I was lucky. Anne's bottom rested across my chest and with each thrusts of Danny's hips my breasts were crushed against my ribs.
Danny and Anne were making so much noise that the other came to see. They crowded into the room and when Danny finally rolled off, they untied our ankles and fucked us all.
I was in heaven as boy after boy fucked me, fucked all of us, in that hot sweaty pile of flesh. I just hoped that the bed wouldn't collapse under the weight.