67. Pam`s holiday. (2)

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67. Pam`s holiday. (2)67. Pam`s holiday. (2)The couples went to their own beds, agreeing it was better they had not swapped as if the k**s had had a nightmare or whatever it would have been at least a little difficult to explain.Jim lay with Pam quietly chatting over the day, or more correctly the evening, his time with Molly, had been to use Carls term ‘awesome!’ she may seem like a quiet little old lady, but she had proved a tigress. He said she had told him that in the club she was normally a sub, she loved taking pain she could bear any amount if it was sent with joy and lust by a loving master. It was beyond Jims area of expertise, he neither understood nor had the imagination to understand the pain thing, he had heard of those who enjoyed spanking, canes, and that sort of thing but it didn’t happen where they came from or if it did it was well hidden.Pam suggested that she having enjoyed the adventure with Fred, his ring having taken her to a place she had seldom been before and she wanted to explore more if Jim didn’t mind. “Ring?” He asked She described the old lad, especially the ring Jim had not noticed under his prick covered it to a great extent which explained why he had missed it, and the point of which she thought must dig into the underside of his prick usually at least most of the time and which had just reached into her arse, shagging both her holes at once. She suggested “that if it was some of the fun to be had she would like to experiment, if they didn’t enjoy it they did not need to do it ever again, Molly and Fred were perfect, they all trusted one another, The other thing is they are experienced so there would be no real risk as there might in another group.” He thought a while then said “he understood but, was a fair bit confused by it all, but if she wanted them to try it or anything else for that matter, then he felt he owed her the chance! He would give it all a try. As they dozed off she kissed him and thanked him, saying “she wondered whatever else this holiday would turn up.”By 11 the next morning a little 4×4 with an apparently empty pony trailer in tow had appeared driven by a short busty blonde named Frieda. Two small girls of about 7 years had bounded out into the arms of “Granny Molly,” they were introduced as Mary and Annie, the k**s all got on famously from the start, so when they were told that Peter and Milly were coming to stay for a couple of days it was no problems.From the trailer she unloaded a tiny pony which she turned out to the orchard and after a fine afternoon of general chat and one of Molly`s famous dinners off they all went, Frieda with a knowing look telling them to “enjoy the freedom,” before blowing them a kiss and winking.Free of the k**s now the three adults washed up and sat on the veranda, with a long cool drink, Jim brought up the subject trabzon escort of sex, something never far from his mind. He said that they had been talking and wanted to experience a ‘taster’ of all sorts of sex and that he thought Fred and her had tried at least some. Molly smiled secretively and then suggested they stroll over to the old dairy, which the three of them did. There was a lock which Molly produced the key too, the only one they had seen on the farm, no others of the sheds and huts having any sort of security.They entered and she switched on the lighting, the large high windowed room struck cool, the walls whitewashed, and the floor clean concrete. It was plain the place had been a dairy once, overhead air lines hung some out of use, some newer. She showed them a milking cluster hung quietly gathering dust, the air pump being off. She said that this was the clubroom and that the men in pairs used the same clusters that were used on the women and that she had been milked in front of her friends here on many occasions, hence her long nipples.Shackles hung from one of the walls, and a dozen seats filled the opposite wall, a lift hung in the centre, a leather horse again with chains, a pillory and a box large and wooden, stood near the door it overflowed with toys, whips clamps and the like.Molly motioned them to sit then said that “this is where we hold the club-night`s, we can come here and play if that is what you would enjoy, Fred and I can give you the taste of another world here.” Her words were greeted with open mouthed nods, they became aware of the woman`s voice, telling of her master another farmer and how he treated her to whippings his form of love, how Fred had been pierced here without any pain numbing for his anniversary.She saw their interest, so explained that her master had always loved her; he wished he had married her years ago but his friend Fred had beaten him to it. She had no regrets, but she knew that she suffered each meeting because of his love as Fred felt guilty and presented her to her master each time he could. She bore it as a token of what might have been. The sat mouths agapeShe explained about Fred, who as a token of his servitude to his friend and her master, he had submitted to each of his piercings, one each year as a token of his being sorry that he had taken his friends one true love.The first year was the barbell, the second the small ring finally Her master had chosen a young calf`s nose ring, the thing used to stop the youngsters keep on suckling their mothers at weaning time, normally worn in the a****ls nose, the point was sharp and upturned, the cows hated the sharp stab of the point on their udders, and would kick their offspring away forcing them to go find another source of food. Fred didn’t like it at all at first, it drew blood from escort trabzon under his dick when the thing was slack, so he had had to file the tip down, it now was a wonderful agitator when she was had by him every few days, though anal which she loved was now impossible as her pussy would not stand the discomfort, she had had to find other ways for that, she was not specific. Pam said “she knew the agitator was wonderful she had tried it last evening,” they laughed, the tension eased.She told of her daughter Frieda, who for her husband had at her own request been mounted by one of her own horses in this very place. It had been a brilliant fun evening and she now has her own box set up just for that at her home.She laughed as she told of the son, who they had never met, on his 16th birthday being allowed by Fred to become a man to do what he would with his mother in here. Seeing their questioning looks she told of how Fred had secured her, naked locked over the whipping horse, telling the boy not to spare her joy or her pain and how he would rate him more of a man if he left his mother chastised and bloody for him when he returned come the dawn. Then he left them alone for the night. She told of how the lad had screwed her for most of that night, back, front and in the mouth, till an hour before dawn when at her insistence he beating her with the whip which he laid on as hard as he dared for his dad. She had been happy to be his, even if after her husband had had his fill as well, she had had to be carried to her bed her arse and back a bloody mess. She said with obvious pride “it had been the making of that lad who was now a captain in the SAS.” They sat; some would say gobsmacked amazed at this other way of thinking.Molly raised the nearest cluster looked at Pam questioningly and said “would she like to try,” Pam said “she was going to try anything and everything was it painful?” Molly said “A little but its good” so she nodded her assent. Molly pressed a button and a distant noisy air pump kicked in, she then bolted the door, saying “don’t want to be disturbed do we, might frighten the vicar or the postman and chuckled at that thought. Pam on instruction removed just her blouse and her bra, Jim sat open mouthed as Molly secured Pam`s wrists to the nearest shackles saying that “it would stop her from removing the cups at the first hurdle.” She then kissed each nipple, saying Pam was here till she came, her fingers anointing Pam`s nubs with oil from a small bottle. The pump having quietened as it achieved its full vacuum she took the cups hissing now with suction, and slipped first one then the second onto the waiting nipples. They settled down to a regular alternate pace click,… click,… click,… click, Pam`s eyes never leaving the cups every click a suck, every suck just a tiny additional trabzon escort bayan pain on the now very tender breast, each click just a little more pain just a little more soreness. Her breasts had had no milk for the last three or four years, so there was nothing to replace the vacuum in the ever sucking cups, the pain was building, dragging the nipples deeper, ever deeper into the rubber lined metal tubes, slowly she became aware of Molly`s hand sliding up her leg, up under the skirt, slipping under the elastic of the pant leg caressing her now very wet pussy, as she began to moan.Jim was now openly wanking watching his wife bare to the waist, eyes closed, moaning with both joy and pain at once her hands secure and a fully dressed woman playing with his wife`s sex. The hung woman`s legs began to sag receptively open, the shackles supporting her weight now and her voice quietly groaning as she approached the crest of her climax. Her joy was accompanied by the scream now of “Oh God, oohh, Jesus, ooh” as she jerked in her bonds, and gasped for breath while going over the crest of her own personal waterfall. The pump was soon turned off the cups slowly falling from her red and tender pointed mountains that had once been nipples on her breasts. A laughing Molly, unclipped the shackles, then helping the weak-legged woman to the nearest seat to sit speechlessly watching Jim re-zipping his fly. “Well how was that then girl?” She shook her head, “Oh molly it was way beyond anything I ever had happen before, pain and joy together, fantastic, Molly just fantastic.”“I must start tea,” practical as ever; she threw them the key, saying “if you return it at tea, I will know you don’t want to play here anymore, if you retain it we will try something else tonight, perhaps on Jim as well. I will leave it with you but be warned it will get harder.” and with that she went back to the house leaving our couple sitting mouths agape. Was there much to chat about or perhaps nothing, they had both enjoyed the adventure, that was obvious, and it was a case of do we venture further. They chatted for a while as Pam put on her blouse, the bra being just too much on the tender nipples they kissed then Jim said that seeing her being abused was for him the most erotic thing that had happened since listening to young Carl having her for the first time, was she ashamed of him, or horrified by him wanting her abused like that?”Her answer was slow and delivered with much thought, she explained that “it was an adventure, so far so good,” she had found being abused a turn on especially as he had enjoyed it so much, and for her it was ok at the moment, though she was unsure where the path would lead. Slowly they locked the door, and wandered back to the veranda and the drinks now warm in the afternoon sun, the pony stood watching them from the nearby orchard, its tool dangling a foot or more below its body, grey and thick, knowing she wanted to try it they exchanged glances. Nothing was said. As the call to tea came she gave him the key, saying it was “up to him…”

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