DAY TWO CONTINUES
Bob said, "Let Julie and me go down first. We'll get things set up and then you four come down in about ten minutes, OK?"
We all affirmed that it was OK and went into Suzie's and my room to wait. We watched as Julie and Bob went down the stairs. Leila said, "Isn't it funny how quickly one gets used to being naked with others? We've only been here 24 hours and with the exception of Bob everyone's been naked the whole time. At first I felt strange, but now I hardly even notice."
Suzie added, "Yeh, I feel the same way. But there's one thing I notice. The difference between the guys and the gals. I don't mean the obvious difference. It's the fact that you can tell when the guys are turned on." Looking at me she went on, "You and Len have been hard more than you've been soft since we got here."
I said, "Guilty as charged, Suzie. Some things I just can't hide from you, I guess."
Leila said, "Well, if I had one of those things hanging on me it would have been hard all the time. I've been turned on most of the time we've been here. If Bob's itinerary hasn't done it I see that Len does."
"You've got that right," Len said. "She was brutal last night, and I loved every minute of it. Now, I wonder what else Bob has up his sleeve."
I said, "Let's find out. It's been more than ten minutes."
We all marched downstairs and toward the front door where the old saw mill equipment was installed. We were surprised, but not shocked at what Bob had prepared. There was Julie, standing on a small round platform directly under the spot where the two cables that were attached to the winches descended from above. Rising from the center of the platform was a metal pipe, atop which sat a generous sized dildo. The dildo penetrated Julie's vagina causing her to rise up on her tiptoes, and her ankle cuffs were attached tightly by chains to the platform. Her wrist cuffs were attached to a D-ring at the back of her collar.
I observed, "Remember that set-up from the Mill Club Gala? Looks like Julie won't be moving much."
Just then Bob came in from the other room, carrying a cardboard box. I could see black leather objects jutting out of it. "Ah, I see you've found Julie. Doesn't she make a nice centerpiece? Did you notice that she can rotate?"
I hadn't noticed, but now I saw an electric cord running from under the platform, across the floor, to an electric wall outlet. Bob pushed a switch on the platform and it started slowly rotating. "Now, I need Suzie and Leila. Let's get you ready."
Leila said, "Ready? Ready for what? Why don't we get
you
ready, Bob?"
"Oh my," Bob retorted. "Aren't you getting feisty? I forgot that you're a dom. I'm sure you are when you're home with Leonard. But you're here with Julie and me now. Actually I think you'll be pleasantly surprised at what's in store for you. Just go with the flow, OK, Leila?"
"Yes. I'll go with the flow, just so we can all enjoy ourselves this weekend. But I think we'd all like to see you participating."
"Hey, didn't I play the game upstairs just now. Fair and square with the rest of you?"
"Yes you did," Leila answered.
"OK then. Suzie come over here. I want you and Leila to put these special ankle cuffs on. They're called 'suspension cuffs'. They're designed to let you hang by your ankles without putting undue strain on them. Here, let me help you. Want to make sure they're attached properly."
Once the cuffs were fastened Bob had the two girls lie on the floor, face down, with their feet on the platform. Suzie in front of Julie and Leila behind her. He went to the switch on the wall and lowered the cables from the beam near the ceiling until they reached the floor. Next he attached metal spreader bars to each girl's ankle cuffs and secured each spreader bar to one of the cables with chains running from the cable to the ends of the bar.
Returning to the wall switch he activated the winches, reeling the cables in and slowly elevating the spreader bars and therefore Suzie and Leila. As their legs rose they had to use their arms to ease their bodies backward along the floor until their bodies were vertical, and soon even their hands couldn't reach the floor.
Suzie said, "Oh, I don't know about this. This feels soooo weird. Are you sure it's safe, Bob?"
"I guarantee it. I hang Julie up there all the time. Upside down, way up by the ceiling. Right, Julie?"
"He hasn't killed me yet. You do get used to it after a while. Might take more than one weekend, though."
When Suzie's and Leila's heads were about even with Julie's waist Bob stopped the winches. Walking back to them he pulled two blindfolds out of his pocket and placed them around their upside down heads, adjusting them so they couldn't see what was going on around them.
"There," Bob said. "This should help keep you from getting disoriented. You won'tt see everything upside down now." Next he took two snap clamps and fastened their wrist cuffs behind their backs. Now they could be swung and manipulated at will, with no control over their bodies. "I like it. Any way you look at them, they're three gorgeous women. Right side up or upside down. Agree, Tom and Len?"
"Totally," I said.
"Three cover girls," Len said. "We are three very lucky men."
Bob went back to the wall controls and lowered Suzie and Leila so their crotches were just below Julie's head. "All right, Julie, you know what to do," he said.
As Julie continued to rotate on her platform she bent down and licked Leila's and Suzie's pussies as she came to each one. Being upside down with their legs attached to the spreader bar they were wide open and perfect targets. Each one expressed delight at this treat. Julie just said "Yummmm."
As this continued Bob spoke softly to Len and me, giving us instructions. "When I raise the girls up, you guys stand on the platform on each side of Julie, facing away from her."
After letting Julie go down (up?) several times on Suzie and Leila, Bob raised them up until their heads were a couple of feet above Julie's. Although they were blindfolded they must have felt the sensation of being raised higher because they both squealed. Len and I moved into position on the platform, our bare butts pressing against Julie. Our hands pressed against the outside of her thighs, not for balance, but because it felt good.
"What's this?" she asked.