Her mind was in turmoil and yet her body longed for more of this exquisite torture.Suddenly her orgasm erupted like an atomic bomb going off; her eyes...rolled back into her head; her body trembled and perspired. Yet the tongue as still unseen was now probing her anal ring with slow deliberate forceful licks; she had experienced fingers and vibrators up his arse but never had she been rimmed like this and what was more she wanted to experience it again and again.No sooner had her first orgasm. She got her arms free and her hands scrabbled up my back pulling my t-shirt up and over my head and throwing it onto the floor. We were both naked now with the soft light of the bedside lamp playing across our glistening bodies.I lowered my chest down onto her and felt the brush of her hard nipples on my skin before I mashed her tits into me. Whichever way I felt them - on my skin, in my hands or in my mouth – her breasts felt incredible. So big, so firm and so fucking sexy.I gave her one more. Also through the soles of my feet. My feet were dripping of blood. I trembled and sweated a lot of pure horniness, adrenaline, fear and pain. They pulled out the needles and untied me. they let me stand on my very painfull feet. They dragged me to the elektrical hoist and hanged me from my wrists. Pulled me off the floor and placed a plate with nails on the floor. With the sharp points upward and lowered me on it... They tied my feet so that i could not get off the plate and i had to stand on. ”“Pool? You guys have a pool? Wow, that is so, like, totally cool.”“Do you have a swimming suit with you?”“To be honest, I don’t know what I managed to stuff into my backpack yesterday, Mrs. Olsen. I was kind of crazy.”“No doubt. Oh, and by the way, it’s Susan or Sue if you like. Mrs. Olsen makes me feel really old.”“OK, Susan,” Cheri said, managing a smile.Susan looked at Cheri for a moment and said, “I might have a bikini that would work. We may be close enough to the same size. I’ll go get.