Another beating while you pleasure his

He takes the stool he used earlier and puts it in front of you, then helps the ginger girl up onto it and orders you to lick her to orgasm. She already seems to be fairly aroused and juicy, but bent over with your arms behind your back, it's very awkward, made no less so when he steps behind you to start beating you again. A dozen strokes to your bum and thighs get you sobbing, then he follows up with another dozen on your back and sides. Your ribs ache from the heavy blows and although your fellow **** is moaning and gyrating with pleasure, you're not sure she's close to climaxing, yet.

It's painful just to breathe when the dominant male walks over to his submissive and starts nuzzling her neck. She whimpers and he steadies her when it looks like she might lose her balance. His fingers tweak her stiff nipples and he slides his manhood between her thighs, teasing her lips with the tip whilst you vigorously apply your tongue to the same area. He enters her gently, much more gently than he used you, and soon you feel she's finally nearing the peak.

"I want you to cum at the same time as me," he whispers into her ear, but loudly enough for you to hear. You don't know either of them well enough to be able to time her orgasm to match his, but fortunately she does and holds back.

It seems a very long time that your tongue and lips work her sensitive clitoris, your body straining to remain in contact with her groin, before he starts to pulse inside her and she finally screams her relief. You continue to lick as semen starts to run out of her slit, the flow increasing when he withdraws from her shuddering body. He offers you his penis to clean and of course you oblige, but not happily. It's not that you don't enjoy sucking a woman's juices off her lover's cock, but you're pretty sure she would prefer to do it herself and you have no wish to make her more displeased with you.

He helps her off the stool and they share a brief embrace and kiss, then he sends her off fetch you a glass of water. He holds it to your lips and you reluctantly sip. You are thirsty, but really don't want to fill your bladder any more than necessary.

Before they retire, the master notices that you're standing on the balls of your feet now, rather than tiptoes. Your joints must have stretched over however many hours you've been strung up here, which is unfortunately not what he has in mind. There follows a terrible ordeal as the rope suspending you is again adjusted to a different loop, which involves lifting you and then dropping you back into place, the girl adding her weight to your ankles again. You scream louder than she did, once again barely able to ease your shoulders by stretching your body to its limit.

The couple returns to bed, with warnings of dire punishments should you disturb their slumber with groans or sobs. The longer you hang in the stringent bondage, the more your body aches, the welts from the whippings, strain in your muscles, soreness of your ribs and even the pressure in your bladder building moment by moment. You realize, with a rising sense of panic, that they intend to leave you here all night.