Bob leaned back in his chair and gave a very contented sigh. "Janet, that was a great meal. Really delicious."
"Well, it was simple. Just steak and baked potato. Nothing to it."
"But it was all so good," Linda said. "I'd really like the recipe for the salad dressing."
"Oh, sure." Janet smiled, pleased that her guests had enjoyed the meal.
"How about another drink, Bob?" Dan asked. "Helps the digestion."
"Well… if you're having one."
"Just be a minute." He left the table.
"It's so lovely out here," Linda said, looking into the forest. It was dark now, only the candles on the table and the lights inside for illumination.
"Yes. It really is. We like it here – close to nature." Janet looked at Bob, smiling softly. "I love natural things."
"Oh, so do I." Linda stood and went to the railing around the deck where they had spent most of the evening. After nine changes she had decided to wear her new capris and a simple blouse – the first outfit she had started out with. "So peaceful… tranquil… no problems anywhere." She closed her eyes and breathed in the evening. "Perfect."
"Here we go." Dan came back with their drinks on a tray.
"Thanks." Bob sipped slowly.
Janet looked at Bob over the rim of her glass, her pink tongue making a slow tour around the wet tumbler. She smiled first with her eyes, then with her mouth. Her shoulders were bare, the front of her blouse riding low on her boobs.
Bob glanced at Linda. Far enough away so he could return the smile safely – a little harmless flirtation.
"It's getting kind of cool out here," Dan said. "Why don't we go inside? Get warmed up a little."
"Okay." Bob stood up, carrying his drink. He stepped over beside his wife and ran his arm around her waist. "You going to come in with us, honey?"
"Yes," she said quietly, drawing her husband closer. "It's beautiful out here. So quiet."
"Yes. It's almost as beautiful as you are." He turned her slightly and gave her a small kiss.
"You are so nice." She gave him a deeper kiss, hands on his hips.
"Take it easy. I don't think they'd like it if I threw you down and mounted you right out here."
"I don't know. From the way Janet's been looking at you all evening, I don't think she'd mind a bit. Not if she got in on the action."
"You're just jealous. For nothing." He kissed her again. "We'd better get inside."
"I guess so." She took her drink from the table and went into the A-frame.
The walls were unfinished, just stained beams and bare boards to support the shingles. A fire burned in the round fireplace across from the door.
"Your place is so nice, Janet." Linda looked around at the big room again. The back third was cut off low, a sleeping loft above. "I hope we can have a cabin up in the mountains someday."
"We like it," Dan said. "Why don't you sit over here, Bob?" He motioned to a low bench spread with flat cushions. "It's the closest we have to a couch. A lot of the time we just sit on the floor. Casual and comfortable that way." He stood at one end of the bench.
"Yeah. I know what you mean." Bob sat toward one end of the bench.
"Janet, can I give you a hand with the dishes?" Linda asked, admiring the hanging plants.
"No. No way. I'll just plunk them in the sink and leave them. There's not room for more than one out here anyway. But thanks for offering."
"Okay." Linda sat beside her husband. "How are your drinks?" Dan asked. "Oh. Just fine." Bob took another sip. He still had more than half a glass full. Linda's was barely touched.
"Do you folks ever smoke pot?" Dan asked as he sat on a plump pillow across from them.
"Well, uh… I don't," Bob said. "But you folks can go ahead if you want to."
"Sure. It won't bother me." Linda took a deeper swallow of her drink.
"No. I don't care for it much myself. Makes me too… I don't know, not tired, exactly, but sort of… washed out."
"That's sort of the way I feel," Bob said. He swallowed more of his drink.
Janet drew her blouse low on her tits, almost letting the nipples show before she went into the living room, smiling at Bob as she crossed the room. She plunked herself on a cushion beside Dan and took a sip of his drink.
"Real nice dinner, honey." Dan kissed her. "Thank you." She licked his lips. "Yes," Linda echoed. "Wonderful food."
"It was my pleasure. I like having people over." She sipped at Dan's drink again.
"Let me get you one of your own." He stood up, taking his glass as he walked behind the bench. "You ready?" He looked across Bob to her.
"Yes. I'm ready," she said slowly, moving into a low crouch, feet firmly planted on the carpet.
Dan set down his drink. Crouching, he stayed right behind Bob, arms spread. His hands dipped and took hold of two lengths of chain coiled on the floor behind the bench.
"Now!" Dan lunged, arms grabbing at Bob. He snapped the cuff of one chain to the man before the guy had a chance to react.
"What the hell?" Bob whirled, trying to rise.
"Sit down!" Dan shoved the man back and grabbed for the free arm. He forced the metal cuff around the wrist and held the arm tightly.
"Bob… what? Is there…"
"Shut up!" Janet leaped and grabbed the blonde around the shoulders. Janet twisted Linda sideways, pinning her to the bench. One tit popped over the top of her blouse as she held the woman down.
"God damn it!" Bob tried to get up but the chains on his arms would not let him move far enough. "What the hell is going on?" He strained against the bonds but they held firmly.
"Get off me!" Linda tried to force Janet away but the brunette was too strong. "Let me go. Bob. Bob, help me."
"Son of a bitch." He glared at Dan. "What the fuck are you guys doing?"
"Just a little after-dinner game." Dan came around and stood beside Janet, a length of hemp rope in his hands. "Nothing to worry about. If you relax and try to enjoy it, you might have a lot of fun." He wrapped the line twice around Linda's wrist and tied the hands tightly together above the blonde's head, stretching her out along the bench as Janet held the thrashing hips down. He tied the cord around the thick wooden supports of the bench and went back toward Bob.
"Let her go. God damn it. That's my wife!" He struggled to get to his feet.
"Relax!" Dan's foot shoved into his belly, forcing Bob back to the bench.
"Son of a bitch!" Bob tried to get up again. This time the foot took the wind out of him.
"Just do as you're told and it'll be fun," Janet said. She looped rope around Linda's feet, securing them separately to the sturdy bench frame.
"Bob. Bob! What are they doing to us?" Janet wailed. "Make them stop."
"Bastards. Damn it all to hell. Look, I left all the money in our cabin. I've got maybe five bucks with me."
"We don't want money. We want your bodies." Janet began to unbutton his shirt.
Carl held Bob's legs and shackled them together, then looped wire around the calves and tied them to the bench.
"What the hell? Are you both crazy?"
"I'm crazy for you, sugar." Janet's hand slid into his shirt, feeling around on his chest. "Nice. Real solid!" Her tongue licked around his mouth.
"Shit, it won't work. Let me go!" He tried to get his legs to move.
"It'll work. It'll work just fine." Janet's hand cruised over his crotch, feeling the organs. "I'll bet you're a real stallion when you get going. She tugged at the zipper of his pants."
"Oh, oh! What the hell is going on? Damn it!" Bob tried to close his thighs together but she opened the fly and pulled out his prick.
"Nice. Real nice. Thick. I bet it's about two feet long, too." She bent to kiss it.
"NO!" Bob wrenched his hips hauling the dick from her grasp. "Let me go! Christ I'll call the fucking sheriff. The cops. HELP!"
"The closest person is the caretaker down at the rental stables. And he's about ninety years old and as deaf as a floor lamp." Dan moved closer to Linda.
"Don't you touch her. You cock-sucker. I'll kill you if you lay a hand on her. I swear to God I will."
"Let's see what those tits look like." He raked Linda's blouse. She hadn't worn a bra – they had said casual clothes and she didn't really need one. Her tits stood right up, full and firm.
"No, please," she cried.
"What do we have here?"
"No. No. Oh, please. Please!" She squirmed, trying to get away from the man. "Please. No. Oh, God. God. NO!"
"Real nice." Dan tugged the blouse up over her head, leaving it on her arm. "Big. Nice and big." He sat beside her, perched on the narrow edge of the bench by her hips.
"Leave her alone!" Bob pulled furiously at the chains. They were solidly attached to his arms and to the bench. "Son of a bitch! I will tear you apart." He spoke very slowly, making each word a threat. "With my bare hands."
"Nice." Dan's fingers closed around Linda's right tit.
"NOOOO!" She shrieked as the fingers pinched. "BOB." She gasped, closed her eyes and screamed. "BOB!! HELP!!"
"Mother-fucker!" His face turned dark red as he looked at the man caressing his wife's boobs. "Shit eater."
"Relax, honey." Janet began to massage his tool again, spreading his open shirt to look at his chest. "You're really built, you know. Nice. I like a strong man. Really." Her hand moved in slow circles on his belly and chest. "Strong. And hung!" She tugged at his limp organ.
"Don't touch me. Bitch. Whore. Leave us alone."
"Relax, baby." Janet bared her tits to him. The blouse clung for a moment, then slid to her waist, drooping over her hips. "Like my tits, big fella?" She lifted them toward his face with both hands.
"Bitch!" He looked away.
"Linda's got real nice jugs, Bob," Dan said. "You're real lucky." His fingers slid all over her boobs. "If her cunt's good too, why you've got it made."
"Don't you dare!" Bob looked at the man.
"I dare," Dan said softly. His fingers pulled slowly at the zipper of Linda's capris, moving it down. He got it all the way open and slipped the tight pants down slowly, both hands gripping at her hips.
"No. Bob. Please make him stop. Help me. Oh. Oh, God. God help me. Help." Her pussy showed clearly.
"Pretty." Dan touched it with one finger.
"You're dead. Right now. One fucking dead mother-fucker." Bob forced himself to look at the man as his wife's snatch was violated by his finger.
"Noooooo!" Linda's desperate wail filled the room.
"COCK SUCKER." Bob arched up, rising a bit from the bench, fists tight, chains biting into his wrists.
Janet snatched his pants to his knees and shoved him back. "Rein. Nobody's going to get killed. It's just sex, for Christ's sake. Enjoy it."
"You slimy cunt."
"Bob. Please help me."
"Honey. Oh, God. I'm sorry. Shit. I'll kill them. Kill the lousy bastards for this. Kill both of them." He twisted against his bonds, helpless, nearly naked on the low bench.
"Now let's have some fun." Dan stood up, looking all over the blonde's mostly exposed body.
"Right." Janet got to her feet, shaking off the clinging blouse. She shed her slippers and stepped out of her pants, standing naked where Bob could have a good look at her snatch. "How do you like it?" She shoved it toward his face.
"God damn." Bob closed his eyes and turned away, disgusted.
"What kind of equipment do you want to start with, Janet?" Dan went toward the storage room.
"Just a little bit of rope. I want to start slow. This is going to take a long time. And be worth every minute." She moved closer to Bob.
"Bob, what are they going to do to us?" Linda's voice sounded very small and far away.
"Nobody gets hurt. So just relax and enjoy it. It won't take long. Just three or four hours." Janet's smile spread.
"Oh, my God." Linda closed her eyes. "Hours. No, oh no, no, no."
"Let us go. Now. Do it now and we won't tell the police. Not a word. We'll just forget it. But you've got to turn us loose now."
"No way, baby."
"You'll go to jail. To prison. Prison!"
"Just you wait and see." Janet leaned forward, her hands flanking his hips. "Just you wait." One finger dug a groove from his chest to his crotch. She curled her fingers around the tool and began to pull with slow, steady moves, trying to get the man turned on.
"Get your hands off me. Now!" He spit the words one at time. "Fucking whore!"
"Is that any way to talk to a lady?" She played with his balls.
Dan, came back, arms loaded with gear. He dumped the ropes and fetters near the wall, and moved to stand over Linda. He slipped out of his shirt and leaned closer to her.
"Leave her alone. Son of a bitch. Dan, so help me. God damn it. Just let me loose. One minute. Just let me get in one punch. Just one punch. You fucking animal."
"You're very pretty, Linda." He squatted and kissed one breast. "Very, very pretty." His hands caressed her breasts, her stomach, her thighs. He touched her pussy softly.
"No." She started to cry, tears sliding down her cheeks. "Please. Leave me alone. Please."
"You shit eating mother fucker."
Dan kissed Linda's snatch.
"Noooo." She sobbed as the man's tongue lapped at her delicate flesh, touched the sweet pink lining of her most intimate part – the place she reserved only for her husband.
Dan stood up and removed his pants. His cock pulses up in a thick arch above his nuts.
Linda closed her eyes and turned away from the dick.
"Dan, I will tear you apart. With my bare hands. I will kill you, you slimy son of a bitch. Cock-sucking mother-fucker!"
Dan stroked his dick up to full size.
Janet moved around to squat at the end of the bench behind Linda's head. She fixed the ropes around the arms again, making the knots tighter, forcing the cord into the flesh.
Dan crouched between the blonde's legs, cock in one hand and he leaned down.
"No. No! NO. NO!" Linda began to shriek as the man's prick got closer to her snatch. "PLEASE. PLEASE GOD! NO!!"
Dan leaned against her naked body stretched out fully, touching her tits. He put his cock into the soft tunnel and gave her the full length in one slow push.
"GOD!" Linda howled frantically.
"SHIT! YOU EAT SHIT, DAN!!" Bob arched up from the bench, furious, his body tight knots of wild anger. "SHIT!" He yelled as he saw the man's butt rise and fall, driving Dan's cock up Linda's pussy.
"How is she, Dan?" Janet asked. Her hands crept down over Linda's tits.
"She's pretty good. Tight. And slick, too. But she's not cooperating very much." He pulled out of the pit.
"You're lucky, Bob. Got a wife with a real sexy cunt."
"ASS HOLE!!!" Cords stood out on Bob's neck. "Shit eater! Son of a bitch!" He twisted and the wire on his legs bit in sharply.
"That was just a sample bit of a screw, Bob. Got to get her warmed up mon first."
"I'll start her going for you." Janet slipped around, sitting on the floor beside Linda. She caressed one breast and leaned her head over, tongue probing to lick a nipple.
"No." A new tenor swept through her.
"You're crazy. Both of you. Just nuts." He sat exhausted on the bench.
"Don't… oh, plea… no." Linda's head lofted from side to side.
Janet's mouth closed around one tit. She moved her fingers on the other nipple, twirling to try to get it firm. Her hand glided down, fumbling at the twat.
"Please don't… no. Oh, God. Help me. Please."
"God damn dyke. Whore. Bitch. Shit eating lesbian?" Bob tried to rise, then gave it up. "I will kill both of you."
"Maybe." Dan spread a thick layer of lubricating jelly on his dick. "You want some, Bob? It's a help with a long session."
"Go to hell."
"Whatever turns you on." Dan coated his balls with the heavy grease.
"Hey, Dan. How about eating my pussy for a minute. Get me nice and turned on." Janet spread her legs as far apart as she could.
"Sure thing." Dan lay on his back and scooted between the spread thighs. He moved until his face was below her twat, then picked up his head and started to kiss Janet's cunt, flicking his tongue all around.
"That's nice. You sure do know how to eat a girl out." Janet slid her face to Linda's crotch and licked at the cunt. A wail came from the blonde, hank and frantic and she put her tongue all over the woman's clit.
Linda's wail trailed off into a helpless groan. She lay limp, overwhelmed with terror and loathing. A woman was eating her cunt. She wanted to throw up.
"Animals! Just fucking animals!" Bob clenched his fists in helpless fury. "Leave her alone."
Pleasure swept from Janet's cunt. Dan's mouth worked her into a warm gush of desire. Janet worked closer to the blonde's twat, tongue sliding farther out of her mouth. Her lust pinged and she put her tongue into the box, thrusting it like a small, moist prick.
"Noooooo." Linda sobbed, tears coating her face. "Oh, please, no. Stop. Stop!" The tongue kept moving, the woman's face buried in her crotch.
Dan slipped his tongue into Janet's cunt, his hands pinching at her butt. He put one finger into her asshole.
Lust raced through her, streaking from head to box and back, her tits trembling, nipples super-hard. Creamy juice seeped through her twat. She burrowed her face into Linda's pussy, hands crawling all over the blonde's nipples.
"You about ready for, some action, honey?" Dan rotated his finger in the ass.
"Yes!" Janet moved up from the cunt.
"Let's get at it, then." He got to his feet, greased cock throbbing, sticking up close to his belly, the end flared, deep red, all set for fucking.
"I'll move the legs." Janet took the rope from one leg and shoved the foot flat to the floor, spreading the woman's thighs farther, exposing the pink lining of the snatch.
"What… what are you going to do?" Linda's voice was feeble.
"Try to enjoy it. We're going to make love to you." Dan stroked the tied woman's breasts. "You might like it. Like it a lot. We're both good in bed. Damn good." He untied her anus, holding her securely so she could not get away. He shoved her hands down, tying them together below the bench, running a length of cord up to secure the hands to the bench again. The new position forced her boobs up higher.
Janet finished tying off the other foot to the bench so the thighs were stretched widely apart, the full pussy visible, a smear of bright pink under the golden hairs between the sleek, pale thighs.
"Now for some fun." Janet got a leather strap from the pile of equipment. Two inches wide, black, with gleaming bras studs and hanging rings set all along the outside. She laid it low across the blonde's stomach and cinched it under the bench. It held Linda's hips flat. The rings dangled at the sides, good handles. Janet tugged to make sure the strap was tight, a curl of flesh bulging at either side.
"You just about ready?" Dan asked.
"Almost." Janet got another piece of leather, thin straps, chrome buckles at the ends. She laid them above and below the mounded boobs, binding them down under the bench, forcing them together to make the tits bulge, tightening them until they bit into the flesh. "All set!" She stood, gazing at the firmly bound woman.
"Sure looks sexy. Sexy as hell."
"Just relax, honey." Janet swung a leg over the bench, straddling the blonde. "This won't hurt a bit." She eased herself down, holding herself with her arms braced out beside Linda's head. She moved until her tits touched Linda's nipples, snuggling to the woman.
"Oh. No. Get off. OH!" Linda tried to turn away but the straps held her right there. She had to take the woman's caressing embrace, endure the pressure of tits on her nipples.
"NO!" She wailed when Janet's cunt touched on her snatch. The woman twisted down with her hips, grinding with her clit against Linda's twat.
Lust surged through Janet as her clit touched the blonde. She lay along the soft form, hands caressing the sides and thighs as she shoved with her hips, making fuck-moves, sliding her throbbing clit on the woman's body. She stretched out, legs together, touching as much of her snatch to the pussy as she possibly could.
Wild throbs of lust pounded from her twat. Her whole crotch ached as she rotated it on the woman. "Dan, Dan. I'm ready. Put it in me."
Dan climbed onto the bench, legs spread to mount Janet's ass. He plunged his oiled dick between her cheeks, found the hole and slid in. He adjusted his position to be more secure and then started to fuck, riding the butt briskly, arms holding Janet, fingers playing with Linda's tits.
"Ohhhhhhh. Noooo. Stop." Linda gasped as she had to bear the full weight of both bodies. The man fucked and Janet screwed at the same tempo. Pain began around the edges of her snatch.
"Dan. Oh, hard. Fuck hard. Fuck my ass hard. Fuck me. Fuck my asshole. Make me come. Make me come. Hurt me. Oh. Dan. Dan!" Janet writhed with passion, her body aroused, pressing the lovely blonde below, being solidly screwed by the man on top. One hand reached back to pull Dan down closer, to make him hit harder. Her other hand grabbed Linda's tit. She twisted desperately on the cunt and felt the release build, crest and burst, a thousand jagged colors flashing from her clit at once.
"Ohhhhhh. NOW! Fuck me hard!" She howled as she came, body raked by great bolts of pleasure, passion alive in every part of her, her flesh aching with lovely torment as her cunt creamed and blued with ecstasy. "YES!!"
Dan heaved down, giving pleasure to the thrashing form under him, his body working steadily, cock stiff, balls nicely happy. Janet's firm flesh wiggled in his fingers. He had one of her tits and one of Linda's in his fingers, twirling both nipples slowly, feeling the stiffness of one, the empty looseness of the other.
"Oh, Dan. Dan. Perfect." Janet's thrashing slowed. She had passed the peak and lay in a pool of glowing happiness.
"Was it what you wanted?"
"Yes. Just exactly. It's what I dreamed it would be. Thank you." She wiled, moving from his dick. Her arms came around and she hugged the man, bearing him to the floor as they kissed. "Perfect. Every time with you is perfect."
"Filth. Animals." Bob tried to break from his chains.
"You haven't seen anything yet." Dan got to his feet, shimmering prick sticking way up.
"You slimy piece of shit. Turd! Asshole!"
"Take it easy." Dan lay close to Linda, cock against her cunt. He curled his hips back, touched the tip of his rod to the snatch and held still. "You're beautiful, Linda."
"Ahow!" There was sharp agony for an instant as every bit of the man's dick jammed in at once, his whole body landing on her, every ounce behind the drive. A second followed, then a third. His hands tore at her boobs, ripped at the delicate nipples. His cock gouged at her snatch, ripped right into the tender tunnel.
"No. God. Oh. OH!" She felt pain ram through her. "NO!" Her shrieks rattled around the high roof.
"Bob, are you watching? Watch me fuck your wife. Watch real close." Dan lifted up, showing off his cock as it plunged into the woman. "Are you watching?"
"Shit eater. God damned motherfucking son of a bitch. I'll tear your balls off. I'll kill you, man, both of you. I swear to God. I'll make you eat shit. Bastard. Bastard!" He forced himself to watch the man heaving into his wife's body.