They removed my gag so I could breath better and agreed that a short rest was called for. When I could speak I thanked Ben for his segment of my punishment. He asked if this was what I had in mind. I nodded and said, "Yes. And one more to go. I'll need the gag again whenever you're ready Vance." He said we could wait a few more minutes and I was in no mood to argue. However, he added that I was not to assume my punishment was limited to just a little physical discomfort. Who was he kidding? A little discomfort? My ass was in agony. Never the less, he decided a bit of humiliation would be good for me so he held out his hand and directed me to place a breast in it as he reminded me of my statement about giving them access to the all of my body and not just my (already very sore and soon to be even more so) bottom.

I was fully prepared to engage in a lot of sex as soon as the spankings stopped and they would be welcome to grab whatever they liked but this was not what I expected. He was treating me like a cheap sex object and demanding that I not only let him touch me but forcing me to take an active role. What was going to be a pleasure just turned into unbelievable shame as I meekly did as directed. He squeezed and tweaked it and then said he wanted to feel the other one. I submissively presented that one also and then repeated the action for the other two guys. Jason added a nice touch. He told me to take his hand and place it between my legs. I really wanted someone to spend a some time there a little later but what kind of brazen hussy stands naked in front of three guys and willingly puts one of their hands on a very private spot? One with a sore ass and an attitude of total submission, that's who.

The next command was for me to move my feet as wide apart as I could and bend over so Ben could reach the same area but from behind. In spite of my shame it felt good and I probably don't have to say they found a very wet area. Of course they commented on it to increase my embarrassment.

Then I had to get on my knees, open each fly and take out what I found there for a kiss. Even though I willingly did that after the spankings last month I was mortified that they would ask me to do such a thing now and even more disgraced that I didn't protest even the slightest bit. When I exposed the first one he pushed forward and I got the message. They wanted more than just a kiss. I took him in my mouth and spent a few seconds doing my best to please him. I did the same thing for the others and they said the most awful things about me. I felt like a real slut and when Vance finally sat down and had me crawl to the chair it was almost a relief. They put the gag back in place, I slithered up and over the waiting lap, and my ass caught fire again.

This was Vance's first shot at my bare rear end and he was doing it justice. I had said the third spanking was supposed to be worse than the other two and believe me it was. I was exhausted from sobbing and screaming into the gag but he never let up a bit. It would be days before I could sit down easily but I guess this was what I asked for. And boy, did I get it.

They didn't try to get me to stand up so I slid to the floor. My ass hurt something awful. Much more than the first time but if anything I was even more turned on and my humiliation was reaching new heights. One of them removed the gag and started to remove the stockings from my wrists but I stopped him. They didn't bother doing that during the disgraceful interlude and having limited use of my hands helped me maintain my submissiveness. I figured if still had at least this token constraint I would be less able to prevent them from doing what I so desperately wanted them to do and I could salvage what little self respect I had left. Self respect, Ha! As soon as he moved out of the way this poor helpless and chaste young lady crawled to the couch and managed to get myself over the arm just fine with no assistance from them thank you. With legs spread as wide as I could get them I modestly awaited their onslaught.

I raised my head in surprise when I felt my ankles being tied to the legs of the couch and then Vance appeared in front of me to tie a few more stockings from my wrists to the far end. And to think that just the week before I wondered why I kept those old things since I couldn't wear them anymore and actually considered throwing them out. I was glad I didn't because now everything was perfect. I was firmly tied in place with a very sore bottom and deliciously defenseless against the three guys just waiting to violate me. And I was more than ready for them but I forgot how that position brought their rough jeans in direct contact with the area their hands had just done a very credible job of setting on fire.

I was soon reminded but just as quickly also remembered how much that extra suffering got my enthusiasm going as number one took the field. This time I was not so surprised to have an almost immediate climax and then be off on a wild ride to the next one. When he was finished I waited impatiently for his replacement and managed to raise the target area and wave it a little. I forgot about what happened last time and gave the same stupid comment about that portion of me needing more. Two hands attacked my poor abused bottom for about a dozen swats each and I finally got the attention I craved and he was slamming into an extremely horny and happy girl and his jeans were scraping against freshly spanked skin.

I was working towards orgasm number four when he departed the scene. Once more I waited for something to happen but they were waiting too. After a few moments I repeated the ass waving trick and wasn't subtle at all. I explicitly asked for and got another spanking. This one even longer than the last but just as effective in getting me to beg to filled. Actually what I said was much more earthy but you get the idea and thankfully, so did number three.

Ah, the third movement of that beautiful symphony has started. This car has great speakers. It's really lovely and my two friends are still stroking my thighs but have managed to get their other hands into the action a little higher. They tell me what they want and I'm glad this car has tinted windows since I'm required to take off my blouse and although it's awkward to unhook and remove your bra is such close confines I do. For the moment they are content to be fondling bare breasts with an occasional slightly painful pinch and yank to keep my interest up. I'll feel a lot more discomfort there as well as my rear end before the night is through but this is a nice start.

Actually they didn't start punishing my breasts till the Vance showed up with some nipple clamps but I'm getting ahead of myself. Where was I? Oh Yes. Tied naked to the couch in a warm afterglow. My rear end was still rather sore but I was not dissatisfied with the way things turned out. I had been spanked far worse than I had imagined in my darkest fantasies and I had survived. And I just had the most fantastic sex to top it off. Life was good. Now I was ready for another nice little foursome in my own bed like last month.

I asked if they were satisfied that the naughty girl had been punished properly. I was told No. Ben claimed he hadn't given me any extra swats to make me pay for getting a short reprieve and I still had to answer for that. They said my ass had enough for now and they would untie me but it would just be so they can punish and humiliate me in other ways. And to top it off they asked "Do you mind?" I'm not sure if they were kidding or not with that last comment but I settled my head back down and purred that I didn't mind at all. Especially since one of them was gently rubbing the sting away and still managing to stroke the other fires from time to time.

I would have liked him to continue that action for another hour or so but they had other plans. In short order I was released from the physical bonds and stood in front of them wondering what sort of things they had in mind. It certainly couldn't be any worse than what they had already done and who knows, it might be kind of fun and then I could finally get them to join me in bed. They were all still dressed but their flys were open and the cutest little limp (for the moment) things were hanging out. Without being asked I knelt in front of them and repeated my gesture from our first session. I kissed their hands and thanked them for giving me the punishment I needed and then kissed the smaller appendage and thanked them for giving me the pleasure I craved. There was a different feeling in the air from when they ordered me to this position a little while ago. I even took them into my mouth and cleaned them off. When I stood up again it was to receive warm and comforting hugs from my friends.

It was good to know we were all still good buddies but it was time to begin the next phase of my punishment. They sent me to the couch and told to lie back on it and hold my legs up and spread wide. They weren't going to see anything that hadn't been fairly visible for most of the evening but once again I was humiliated as I voluntarily put my most private parts on obscene display. What was I thinking a little while ago? This was no fun at all and it was only the beginning. After a few minutes I was told they wanted to see me play with myself. That was too much and I couldn't obey them even after repeated commands. Finally Jason said he wondered if a few dozen strokes with a belt on my bottom would change my mind. I started crying and told him I couldn't take any more punishment on my ass especially something like that and promised that next time they had to deal with a naughty girl he could tie me to the couch and use the belt for his portion of my spankings.

My words hung in the air as we all understood that I had just let them know I would be willing to do this again and was offering to let them punish me even more severely but the issue at hand was my refusal to honor their last command. They talked about what to do and Vance said he had an idea.

He withdrew the order and I breathed a sigh of relief, however, I was still exposed and he used the opportunity to do what my hands wouldn't. It felt good but the indignity was engulfing me. It was almost as embarrassing to be brought to the brink of orgasm when you're on display as it would have been to do it myself. I said, "to the brink", didn't I? Well that's what he did. Got me real close and then walked away with me shamelessly begging for more. They watched as my body's need overcame my disgrace and with tears of humiliation running down my face my own hands finished the job he had started. He had gotten me to obey the impossible command after all. My only consolation was seeing the effect my show had on them. The three things hanging out from their flys were rising to the occasion and it wouldn't be long until they would replace my fingers with something much better.

Sure enough, my next chore was to crawl to Ben and suck on him till he was ready for more action. The act which I voluntarily performed a few minutes ago was now another step in my humiliation and degradation. He got hard quickly and told me to lie on my back and spread wide. In spite of my shame I was happy to comply but then came the great disappointment. Although I was really turned on mentally, I was dry down there so what he planned would have to wait. I was just as impatient as he was so I told them I had a tube of K-Y Jelly in my bedside table. One of the others ran to fetch it and too late to do anything about it, I remembered I also kept a vibrator in that very same drawer so I was embarrassed but not surprised when he brought that out too.

Apparently Ben was willing to wait a little longer as it was lubricated and they sent it buzzing into me. They weren't content till they brought me as close as Vance had a few minutes ago and then took it out. I begged them to put it back. Ben put the stuff on his penis and I'm sorry to say when he wanted to gain entry he had to move my busy fingers out of the way first. We began the traditional up and down action but the rug was rubbing against me each time he pushed down so it was back to pain in the rear and ecstasy in front.

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