We were still in Vicky's fetish wear store, with Sara Jones, my landlady, hanging from the ceiling in a set of leather straps that didn't cover any of her touchable areas. She was face down with her hands behind her back, but Vicky had adjusted the straps so that now she was in a kneeling position, but still well off the floor.
"Why don't you come here…." Vicky told me as she rested a hand on Sara's ass. I walked over, still naked with my cock hard and bouncing a bit. As I stood close to her, I could see the red lace of Candy's panties stuffed between Vicky's tits.
"Wouldn't you like to play with this pussy?" Vicky asked me as she lightly stroked Sara's snatch that was on full view. I nodded vigorously. Vicky invited me to have a quick taste, and so I bent down and lightly licked with my tongue. Sara shuddered a bit, but otherwise was silent.
"Now, Sara has been a bad girl, hasn't she? Bringing you all the way here just to embarrass you…we'll have to punish her, won't we?" I agreed that we would, and Vicky went over to the counter and came back with a string of greasy anal beads. They were bright pink plastic, and there must have been about six, getting slightly bigger at the end of the chain.
"Look at this tight little asshole…that's no fun, is it?" Vicky asked me as she grabbed one of Sara's asscheeks in each hand and grabbed then tightly with her long-nailed fingers, spreading the crack. The anal beads rested on Sara's back, like she was a table. I agreed with her, and she pulled on some of the ropes overhead, spreading Sara's legs a bit farther apart, widening the crack in her otherwise smooth, tanned ass.
While this was going on, I stroked my cock lightly. Then I watched while Vicky began to pop the anal-beads in, one after another. Each time one went in, Sara gasped loudly and Vicky slapped one of her ass cheeks. When the last one was in, Vicky slowly pulled them out, getting even louder gasps from Sara.
"Now it's your turn," She told me, turning to me and handing me the string of beads. The last one was still inside here.
I took my place between her legs, my hard cock brushing against her pussy, as I felt her ass hole quiver each time I pushed a bead in, feeling her legs clench and hearing her gasp. As quiet as she was, I knew she was enjoying it.
When the last one was in, leaving just a little loop of bright pink string, I looked over at Vicky. She was sitting on the back of the couch with her top up over her tits, slowly playing with one nipple.
"mmm….very good," She said. "But now I think that wet pussy needs filling, don't you?" I definitely did, and I wasted no time sliding my cock into it, feeling how soaking wet it actually was.
As I began to thrust slowly in and out, holding onto Sara's thighs, I found that the ropes she was hanging from acted as a swing. She was helpless to do anything as I slide her off my cock, then felt her slide back hard and slap against my stomach. Each time my cock hit deep, she moaned a little louder.
I started to increase the intensity, gritting my teeth as I slammed her back and forth on my hard, throbbing dick. Soon, she was constantly panting.
"oh…oh….oh…fuck…me….oh…fuck…oh" was all I could make out as I pounded her and listened to the wet slapping sound our bodies were making together. Eventually, she started screaming non-stop and I felt her pussy tighten around me.
I slide my cock out as I came, stroking it and spraying my hot cum all over her ass and the backs of her legs. When I was finished, I sat down on the floor, naked and sweating, exhausted. I looked over at Vicky, and saw that she was crawling over to us, her tits swaying in her halter top.
She grabbed Sara's ankles and swung the contraption so that Sara's ass faced her. Then she looked at me out of the corners of her eyes as she began to lick up my cum, still hot, from the backs of Sara's thighs.Then, with one slow movement, she finally removed all of the beads from Sara's ass, each one popping and accompanied by a gasp as it came out.
"mmmm now I think that Sara Jones has had quite enough for one day, don't you?" Vicky asked me, slapping Sara's ass. Sara was limp in her harness, and probably exhausted. "So, we'll let her rest for a minute while I get you to help me with just one little favour, okay?"
"Okay" I said.
"And maybe if you are good at it, you'll get your panties back, how's that sound?" She said as she pulled them out from between her cleavage and smelled them.
"Good" I said.
"Okay then…well first I want you to help me get these boots off…I've been wearing them all day and they're killing me!" She said, sitting down on the couch and stretching out her legs. I moved over to her and sat on the coffee table. Immediately, she put the heel of one boot into my crotch and smiled at me like she knew it would get my cock hard again.
It did.
The other foot, she rested on my knee. I pulled the boot off easily, looking up her long, white leg as I did so. Underneath, she had on the same pink toe nail polish that matched her lips, long finger nails, and halter top.
When I put the boot on the floor, she switch feet and used her toes to gently massage my balls as my cock rose up. The other boot slide off equally easy, but I stopped for a minute to rub her leg.
"mmm….that's nice" she said "but I'm going to need another pair of shoes….how about you pick a pair out for me? Something you think we'll both really like" and she winked at me. I stood up quickly, saying 'yes mam' and immediately started looking around.
