He perked right up and said, "That sounds pretty exciting! I'm sure I could find somebody, and I doubt I'd have to pay them." We'd talked about orgies...and double penetration before, when watching porn movies. I knew he thought it would be exciting for me to "pull a train" as he called it.Over the next few days, I thought about what it some more. I had a few relationships before we were married, but nothing wild, and never with more than one person at a time. My body image was never good enough. He placed a couple of pillows under her hips then spread her legs apart and tied them to the corners of the bed frame. He usually tied her hands and legs fairly loose, but this time, he had her pretty secure. Then he took another scarf and tied it over her eyes. She hadn't noticed, but he must have grabbed the hairbrush and brought it with him. Suddenly, she felt the sting as it landed on her already tender ass."Owwww!"He just continued landing a few more blows before grabbing her hips, pulling. The water hit her hard, and was cold… she came awake instantly and tried to scream. She had shit herself, and more I’m certain, and I washed her off with the hose the best I could and ran it all down the drain, then cut the water. I walked over to her and watched her drip dry for a minute while she stared at me wide-eyed and shivered, then put arms around her waist and lifted til her bound hands came off the hook.The slip-cuffs were well designed… although she had been in them almost. One was a black sequined sleeveless top, with a long slinky skirt to match; the other was an oh-so-short silver skirt with a black lace overlay. I got the matching top as well. We bought all kinds of lingerie. We bought bra and panty sets, we bought garters and stockings, a corset, and pantyhose. One of the sets we bought was a very pale pink bra and panty set, with thong panties, and matching garter belt. After I tried it on, Stacey said I should leave it on for now, because she liked the.