Leo unshackled Tom from the inside of the van and led him up by the leash. The dildo slipped out of Tom's ass as he stood up, and lay lubed and sullied on the bench. Leo guided Tom until he was lying face-up on the mattress. Trish rolled over to give him space, still exhausted from the intense orgasm Carla had just given her. It was pretty cosy with the four of them in the back of the Transit, and the candlelight played deviously over their flushed faces.
"Okay Tom, you just stay there; and Carla, I want you to come and squat over his face, just here," said Leo, taking charge.
Carla looked up at Leo and gave him a sexy flutter of the eyelashes. She positioned her knees either side of Tom's face and knelt forwards, leaving her face inches away from his throbbing cock. All that concealed it was the thin fabric of his pink dress, and Carla salivated at the prospect of it filling her mouth.
"How you doing hon?" Trish asked Tom, placing a hand on his thigh.
"This is turning out to be one hell of an anniversary," Tom managed. He just wished that he wasn't blindfolded; he really wanted to see Carla's cunt dripping above his face. "Do you want to skin up another jay?" He also felt like getting a bit more stoned.
Leo looked down at his girlfriend perched over his best friend. She looked incredibly sexy in her fishnet tights, PVC miniskirt, matching top and metal chain accessories. She still had her six-inch heels on too, which Leo particularly liked. Tom, in his pink dress, blindfold and leash, was obviously past caring what he looked like. Leo smiled darkly; he had got up to some kinky stuff with Carla in the two months they'd been together, but this was taking it to the next level.
"Carla sweetie, I think you may have been a bit of a naughty girl in the back here. That's what it looks like from the state of poor Trish anyway, look at her in her ripped up nurses uniform. Her eyes look kinda glazed and her breasts are red and sore, it looks like you gave her a proper fucking while I was driving the van. Now I think it's your turn for a bit of punishment..."
"Oh Leo, please no, don't spank me. I know I like it usually, but I really need to wee, and that wouldn't be very fair on Tom would it? I've needed a wee ever since we left their house; if you spank me, I'm not sure I'll be able to hold on!"
"You'll just have to try and hold it in won't you? We don't want you ruining those lovely fishnet tights of yours."
"I'm sure Tom won't mind," Trish chipped in. She found the idea of Tom getting pissed on quite a turn on, if she was honest with herself. Her pussy started to tingle, even though she was still very sensitive from the intense orgasms Carla had given her.
Tom just lay there, incoherent; it felt like all his dirty little fantasies were all coming true at once. His dick strained beneath the pink dress, and the veins on his neck bulged beneath his collar. Having had Trish tease him all week, and not being allowed to cum, was one thing. It was something else entirely to have heard Carla give Trish the most intense orgasm ever, and now have Carla's loaded, fishnetted cunt and ass squirming above his face.
Carla desperately didn't want to wee herself; it would be incredibly embarrassing. She hardly knew Tom; and, unbeknown to him, she and Trish had fucked before, so it wasn't such a big deal. Trish had told her that Tom was actually quite gentlemanly; he had bought her flowers for their one year anniversary and was extra gentle when they had anal sex, things like that made it seem so wrong to piss all over his face. Things that were completely foreign to Leo.
Leo reached over and took a wooden paddle that was hanging on the wall of the van. It had a smooth handle and a flat head, making it perfect for spanking. He pushed Carla's PVC skirt up over her ass, until it rested on her back. The fishnets gave a teasing pattern of flesh: firm buttocks, the dark crack of her ass and the aromatic swelling of her cunt. Leo savoured the sight for a while, then bent down and inhaled; Carla was certainly aroused, that was obvious from the delightful scent her cunt was exuding.
Trish started skinning up while she watched Leo savour the prospect of giving Carla a good spanking. Trish had always thought that Leo was quite scary looking, but now she realised he was also very good-looking. He had taken his leather coat off and his tight T-shirt highlighted the ripple of his muscles. His features were long: his fingers dancing over the paddle, his eyes dark and moody, and his hair draped down, cloaking his face; he was positively intimidating, looming over Carla like that.
Leo ran the paddle through his long fingers, weighing it up mentally as he imagined the reaction it would get from Carla. He imagined her trying to resist the pain, then giving into the pleasure; he imagined her losing control as she came from the spanking, coming over Tom's face...
"Are you ready for a show?" Leo asked Trish.
"I want you to spank her good and hard," Trish replied, looking up at Leo. She was still wearing her dishevelled nurse's outfit, and she leant against the side of the van, joint in hand.
"Carla, Tom, are you both ready?"
"Leo, please don't spank me, I really don't think it's a good idea," Carla pleaded. However, Leo could tell her true desire from the way she raised her ass, as if inviting a fucking. Carla's fishnet tights stretched over her taut buttocks and thighs, and her latex mini-skirt hung around her mid-riff. She could feel the dampness of the material around her crotch, inches above Tom's face.
"Go on Leo, you know she wants it," Tom muttered, turned on beyond belief. He desperately wanted to taste Carla's cunt, and he licked his lips in anticipation. The tantalising scent of it hovering over his face made him salivate lustfully.
Leo grimaced and long moments passed. He slowly raised the paddle over his head and paused. Trish looked on, mesmerised. She exhaled, letting out a breath of smoke that hung in the air. Her pulse was beating furiously.
Tom's dick strained beneath his skirt and a bead of perspiration rolled down his cheek. The blindfold and leash felt uncomfortable and restricting. His breathing was ragged.
Carla's buttocks clenched and relaxed in anticipation, her whole body was taut; she knew how ruthless Leo could be. She tried to relax herself, to reduce the pain, and to focus on not peeing...
THWACK!
Leo let his arm drop and smacked Carla firmly across both cheeks, sending her body forward. Her breasts pushed softly into Tom's cock, and her face nestled right over his balls.
"Ow! Leo, please don't hit me so hard. That really hurt!"
"Yes, your butt does look a bit red, but I'm sure Tom won't mind kissing that better for you. I'm not finished yet though, by the time I'm through you'll really know what pain is."
"Yeah, that's it Leo, hit her harder, make the bitch suffer, she loves it really." Trish took another drag of her joint and giggled stonedly.
