"What just happened?" asked Cherie.
"You told me a confidence and I kissed you. Nothing more. Did Karen mention our own relationship at all?"
"No, we didn't discuss that."
"Well, you know how Karen had all sorts of problems and wouldn't share partners except briefly on that last day?" Cherie nodded. "Well, she had some therapy for that and now we're both very open to sharing ourselves with others, both individually and as a couple. That was the main reason that Karen asked you to come here for two weeks before our wedding. Once we're married we haven't decided whether or not to continue sharing our love so I told her that I thought you were really hot and I'd love to make love to you properly before we're married. So this is her wedding present to me, assuming, of course, that you're interested."
Cherie was stunned. Karen, Frank's fiancée, had invited her here for two weeks so Frank and she could fuck like rabbits before they married. Wow, she thought, some present. Frank moved from his chair and sat beside Cherie on the sofa, placing his arm around her shoulders and his other hand on her thigh, moving it under her skirt. He turned to her and kissed her, another open-mouthed, tongue-duelling kiss. Before they ended, Karen returned and sat on Cherie's other side.
"I see you two are getting along just famously," she commented as she ran her hand up the inside of Cherie's other thigh, stopping just short of her crotch. "I take it you've no objections to sharing our bed for the next two weeks."
Cherie broke away from Frank's lips after a few more seconds. "None at all," she said, turning towards Karen and kissing her on the lips; another open-mouthed tongue duel ensued for a few minutes. Finally they parted. "Come on, dinner's on the table," said Karen, drawing her hand slowly down Cherie's thigh before standing and offering her hand to help her up.
Dinner was delicious; Karen was an excellent cook and the chicken and roast vegetables were perfect. Dessert of a fresh fruit salad and ice cream was elegantly simple and equally tasty. Conversation was largely sexual in nature, with much discussion about likes and dislikes and the changes that Frank and Karen had made in their sex lives since they'd been together.
"We've joined a swingers group and regularly swap partners for a night or a weekend. Sometimes we share a bed with another couple for a night or two, usually here because we have some interesting facilities, as you will see. I really enjoy that because it gives me the opportunity to make love to another woman, which, as you know, I enjoy immensely. Frank's not keen to experiment with love-making with another guy so generally they either watch us women get it on or may even assist a little. We find it's great fun and it builds tolerance of other people and we learn a lot about them but even more about ourselves."
"When we first started," added Frank, "I was a bit dubious of the whole thing but I found I quickly enjoyed the sexual communication with another couple. At first I was very shy of exposing myself to another male; with females it was fine, it was the men who had me concerned. But that's gone now, so I can simply relax and enjoy myself while watching Karen make love to another woman or guy. Obviously I enjoy loving the other woman as well. I'm really looking forward to this fortnight with two sexy women in bed. I doubt I'll be much use to Karen on our honeymoon," he chuckled.
"If I know you, and I think I do, you'll do just fine on honeymoon," Karen reassured him jokingly, and anyway, we always have our playroom." Karen turned towards Cherie. "I'll show you the playroom after dinner; I'm sure you'll enjoy it this evening."
After the dishes had been stacked in the dishwasher they retired to the lounge for a nightcap. As they relaxed together, Karen started idly unfastening the buttons on Cherie's top, pushing the sides apart to expose her brief bra covering her pert breasts. Cherie shrugged her top off her shoulders and pulled Karen's stretch top up from her waist, not at all surprised when her efforts revealed her naked, bra-less breasts with pencil-eraser nipples as the top came over her head. Karen quickly unclipped Cherie's bra, leaving the two women sitting topless for Frank's smiling approval.
"Maybe it's time we showed Cherie our playroom," he suggested.
"Great idea," agreed Karen, giving Cherie's breasts a quick fondle before standing and holding out her hand to lead Cherie to a closed door off the living area. Frank tagged along close behind. Karen opened the door and held it for Cherie to enter.
As Cherie stepped into the warm room she was stunned by what she saw. The first and most obvious amenity was a large spa pool gently steaming around its cover. Once she had assimilated this, she looked around and noticed a series of hooks in the ceiling, some bars attached to the walls and a large wooden X shaped cross at one end. There were cupboards on two of the walls, two large beds and a smaller padded table, and a drum-like device on the floor. Suddenly she realized that she must be in a luxurious BDSM dungeon. She had heard of these, had read about them, had fantasized about them and now she saw one for the first time. However, it was nothing like those she had seen on porn sites; instead it was luxuriously appointed, brightly lit, had a wall that was all mirrors and, even to her inexperienced eye, offered a wide range of equipment on which to experience every nuance of sexual ecstasy and depravity that she had ever imagined.
"Is this what I think it is?" she asked Karen, who had a grin on her face as wide as Texas, "Is this a dungeon?"
"It sure is," she replied, "When we bought the house the couple we bought it off had split a few years previously and neither of them wanted reminders of happier times spent here. So they left all the equipment intact. We've had great fun experimenting and reading up about the uses of it all. It provides for everything we've wanted to do, from gentle sexual arousal prior to love-making right up to the potential for severe bondage and punishment sessions. We haven't done much experimentation with the latter yet, but we most definitely enjoy the gentler arousal sessions. So for the next two weeks you will be very welcome to join us here and experience the fun and ecstasy available."
"It's too warm in here for clothes," commented Frank as he stripped off his shirt, "So first off, let's get naked."
"Here, let me do that for you," said Cherie, turning to Frank and unbuckling his belt, then dropping to her knees in front of him to unzip his fly, unbutton the waistband and slide his trousers to the floor, allowing Frank to step out of them. She then slowly lowered his undershorts, his almost fully erect cock springing towards her face as it cleared the elastic. Frank stepped out of these also as Cherie opened her mouth and engulfed his cock head while he reached down and caressed her breasts. After a few gentle sucks, Cherie stood and kissed Frank on the lips while he undid the button on her waistband and let her skirt fall to the floor. He then knelt and eased her G string panties down, allowing her to step out of them and spread her legs wide as he licked and sucked her pussy.
After a few moments of this he stood and they turned to Karen, who had been watching her fiancé and bridesmaid loving each other, and quickly stripped her naked before Frank knelt and mouthed her pussy while Cherie caressed her breasts and rolled her nipples between her fingers and thumbs. Karen reciprocated by caressing Cherie's breasts in a similar manner, then Frank stood between them and suggested a tour of the facilities to see what they had discovered so far.
"That's a great idea," enthused Karen, taking Cherie's hand once again to lead her to the nearest wall. "On this wall we have several sets of bondage and punishment gear so people can be tied up here, maybe whipped, caned or otherwise punished or can be fucked as much as their Master or Mistress wants. We usually use Velcro attachments as these are quick to fasten and unfasten and don't leave any marks."
"Have you been whipped or caned here?" asked Cherie, wondering why anyone would voluntarily subject themselves to that extreme punishment.
"Oh yes, we've both experienced this and both thoroughly enjoy it. The feeling of a cane hitting your ass hard is something you'll never forget. It sort of sends a swooping feeling into your stomach as the pain assaults your senses then quickly changes until you feel yourself longing for the next stroke. At least that's how it is for me. How about for you, honey?"
"Yeah, that pretty much sums it up," agreed Frank, "Whipping is much the same but the pain is a bit different; more sting and less pressure with a thin whip, but the other way around for a flogger. A multi-tailed flogger is great; it seems to sensitize the skin but doesn't cause too much pain. I find it leaves me wanting more. Anyway, they all make me real hard real fast."
They came to an area where there were several hooks in the ceiling. "These are very useful," said Frank, "I can tie Karen up to these and have complete access to her body without her being able to prevent me from doing whatever I like. Of course, she usually lets me do what I wish without being tied up but this adds the element of helplessness. I have to be careful what I do because she'll always have the right to tie me up after I've finished with her. So if I've been a bit rough with her I know she'll probably seek revenge with some cock and ball punishment, which is most painful but again it's something that I enjoy in retrospect. I guess by now you're thinking we're a bit weird, eh?"
