This chapter is part of a continuing story. Although some chapters may stand on their own, for proper character development and story line intensity, this series is a continuous story and should be read as such.
(c) DVS 2006
I didn't give Rita much time to recover before I had her get up off the slut. She wasn't moving very fast, so I had to resort to taking the crop to her ass. That worked, but it had mixed results until I started swinging harder. Rita is such a pain slut.
Lucy went to remove the purple dong from the gag in the slut's mouth, but I stopped her. "No, Lucy, I think you might want that to stay where it is."
Lucy smiled. "Oh, really? OK."
I did want to change the slut's position, but not very far. I asked James to help me untie her from the ottoman. I intended on standing her up. The whole evening had been with her immobilized in different ways and I though it was time for her to do some of the legwork.
After we got her untied, we helped her up. She needed a lot of help to regain her balance. I wouldn't say she had been horizontal too long, because saying "too long" assumes an excessive amount. I didn't think the evening had been excessive. Although, it was safe to say she hadn't been vertical for quite a while.
After a short while, she could stand on her own. She stood there, completely free of any restraints. She could have made a dash for the door, if she wanted to. But, I knew she wouldn't. She made it clear to me from the beginning, that she was where she wanted to be. She rubbed her sore wrists and attempted to cover nakedness. She was a slut, but a modest one, I guess. She stayed exactly where James and I put her. Her feet didn't move.
It wasn't long before her modest posture changed. I got a spreader bar from James' bag and had Rita and Lucy hold it so it was in front of her at waist level. Pushing her forward, I made her lean over far enough so her wrists almost extended behind her thighs. I tied her wrists together, pulling the rope behind her legs and below her ass. With the spreader bar in front, she was bent over and tied that way.
To make it even more secure, I also tied her thighs together, so her wrists and thighs were one. The way I had her tied forced her to bend her knees. The bar was sticking out on both sides, so she could be easily controlled or made stationary, if necessary.
Her ass was forced out, just like I wanted. Her asshole and pussy were exposed, and residual lube glistened in the crack of her ass. In that position, together with the purple dildo attached to her gag, she was no longer in a modest posture. She was ready to submit or be taken in most any way I wanted.
Rita and Lucy were still holding the spreader bar. Lucy had only one hand on it. Her other hand was between her legs. Seeing this, I couldn't help but comment. "Lucy, is something on your mind?"
She blushed and lowered her head. "This looks like fun, Sir. I can imagine what you have in mind."
"You think so, huh? Well, I'm sure you have ideas, because that purple thing is still dangling just below her nose. I saw how you rode that thing, but I'd think you might enjoy a rest."
Lucy kept her face lowered, but I could see she a big smile on her face. "I'll share, Sir."
"I'm glad you said that, Lucy. But I knew you weren't greedy. We're all taking turns, here. Yours is coming around again, soon. Rest up."
Lucy looked at me and smiled. She pulled her fingers from her wet clit and slowly sucked on them. "I don't need a rest, Sir. I'm always ready."
Her lips devoured the glistening resin on her fingers. I couldn't take my eyes off her, as she sucked on them. "That's one of the things I like about you, Lucy." You're always ready for fun."
My plan was to have the slut do more work, this time, although we would still benefit from it. But, with everyone participating, we all needed an implement. Also, taking it even further, I had to match each player with the implement. For instance, I didn't want to give Rita a hard wood paddle. What I had in mind was to make us all as equal as possible. I was creating a little gauntlet of punishment for my slut.
I gave Rita the crop. It was a little vicious, but not as bad as a paddle. James went to his bag and got a strap. It wasn't a large one, nor was it very thick. But it was made of leather, and it had a handle. So with a good swing, it would cover the slut's ass and make a strong statement. I took the paddle. But, Lucy was without, and that wouldn't do. Rita pointed to the whip. It was on lying on the floor. Lucy approved, and I thought it was a good choice, too.
Everybody was armed, and I positioned the slut at the end of the line. She would do her best to walk the gauntlet, turn around and walk it again. We could use our implements to whip, paddle or whatever as much as we wished, as long as her ass was an available target. It would be to her advantage to go as quickly as she could.
James was at the beginning of the line, so he could have room to swing the strap. I was at the other end, so I could have room to swing the paddle, when she turned around for the return trip. Rita and Lucy were in the middle. Their implements didn't need a lot of swinging room.
The slut started down the line and the different smacking sounds were heard as her naked ass received it's due. The gag muffled her whimpers and cries, but her body jerked and twitched, when a well placed stroke landed.
Her ass was nice and white, because her asshole had been the party for most of the evening. Only during the beginning had her ass been smacked much. And, such a perfect target it was, too. Tied, and bent over like that, her cute little ass was just begging to get it. And it did get it. James was really swinging that strap. Although the slut tried to make him miss, when James swung, the slut's reaction told me she felt it.
Rita knew how to use the crop, and Lucy sure liked that whip. Both of them almost always got two smacks in, each time the slut passed. A whip and crop don't make much noise, so we got to hear the slut's whimpers, as they found their mark. The slut's ass was soon had several red welts on it.
I had planned it so I would be at the end where the slut had to turn around. It was difficult for her to change directions, so my target was stationary, at times. I got several pretty good smacks in, when she was trying to turn around. More than once, I helped her gain momentum, if you know what I mean.
But, it wasn't long before Rita mentioned that the slut was moving too fast and she didn't present a good target, sometimes. At first, I didn't think that was a problem. I thought it was just Rita looking for an edge. But James said he thought she needed to slow down, too. I knew he was less inclined to being greedy. Rita was always looking for an angle.
Quick thought told me I could just tell the slut to slow down, but she would probably eventually speed up, again. It was only natural for her to want to get through the line as fast as she could. So, I decided to remove that option from her. If she couldn't go any faster, her wishes wouldn't come into play.
I had her wrists tied to her legs, but to immobilize her more, I decided to tie her knees together. She could still move, but she was greatly limited in her speed. And, I knew it would also make it even more difficult to change directions. Yes, I can be mean, at times.
I got a fairly long piece of rope and wrapped it around her legs quite a few times, right above her knees. I also attached it to the rope her wrists were tied with, so she had very little movement from her knees up. That not only limited her movement, it also added to the show. She had to stand on her tiptoes, to move around and that made her ass wiggle nicely, as she moved past us.