During the Naughty Lunch we received B. as well as her delicious friend R., both were able to eat while chatting with a man present.
After the meal the two beauties relaxed, surrounded by three devotees, one kissing a hand, the other providing a massage while a last one devoured with his eyes the exposed intimacy of one of our friends.
After this break, the incendiary redhead J. joined them and began a domination session upstairs with the statuesque B, almost naked and moaning under the stinging blows.
The whiteness of J.'s skin contrasted with B's ebony skin, offering itself without restraint to the heat of the flogger, to J's bites and kisses.
The striking spectacle filled the voyeurs with desires and naughty thoughts... After a short break C came to meet them and it was his turn to be tortured by our three delicious graces in the torture room.
Mrs. M knew what awaited her. She had offended Mr R and deserved a correction.
She was led obediently into the alcove adjoining the bar, completely naked, just wearing high pumps. Installed against the cross of St Andrew, Mr R was implacable, it was a scathing ballet. The latex flogger and the four-pronged whip cracked at an infernal rhythm. Mr concentrated to vary impacts and intensity. Mrs. M tried in vain to contain her pain, her body shaken by intense jolts and tears. The men present at the show were captivated, some were moved and were quickly reassured when Mr hooked two fingers in the privacy of his beauty who soon began to flow abundantly with pleasure.
After the departure of the three nymphs there remained a group of single men, Mrs M and Mr R, all gathered in the living room. Mrs M mischievously pointing out to Mr R her frustration because she had to be punished with a spanking. The impertinent girl was immediately thrown onto her Master's knees, comfortably seated on the bench, for a long spanking session. The men present lost nothing of the revealed intimacy of Mrs. M, nor the loud and powerful slaps which fell on her buttocks, nor the undulations and her repeated moans of pleasure. A most pleasant and enjoyable concert.
It was with keen eyes and burning buttocks that Mrs. M stood up, ready to conquer those around her.
C was chosen, devoutly honored his feet and then led upstairs. First headed to the cuddly alcove for a well-deserved break where Ms. lay down with her legs open enjoying the tongue of her submissive. The masculine scar surrounded her, relieving and worshiping her legs for her greatest pleasure. Well reassured, Madame led C and tied him naked to the movable bar in the ceiling. Nipple clamps connected to a chain that she slipped into his mouth to increase the tension, stockings firmly tying up balls and penis, the other around the neck to control breathing, the latex whip lashed out, the humiliating words rained down, reminding C of his condition which he is too prone to forget. A stinging slap hit his cheek as punishment for letting go of the chain. Mr R was asked to whip the elegant horsehair swift's back. Some did not forget each other, one on his knees sucking C's stiff cock, the other, J, lying in front, receiving the sharp blows of M's heels, moaning with pain and pleasure. J was designated a receptacle for cum, receiving the spray quickly expelled from the sucker, then that of C, ordered to finish by Mrs. M. J would have liked to be rewarded with a jet of yellow champagne, which unfortunately, was not ready to come.
Another decadent and fun afternoon, full of twists and turns, where everyone, actor or spectator, was able to enjoy the wild scenes that were played out.
