Surprise Reversal

[gagged_Louise]

As she stood stretched out, her hands chained up and watching Liz' face, silenced like she was herself, sweat and pain sank into her but also an unconditional new feeling,: she felt the need to stand by Liz but at the same time a strange shade of gratitude to Doug for taking her into this space. They were like corners of a triangle, she thought, and with her arms and legs stretched again, she felt more owned than she had in a long time. With muffled cries she sought Liz' gaze, trying to tell her they were now together, but the other woman's eyes were sometimes closed, sometimes kind of cold and glinting. Which only fed Louise's need for contact and approval by the enigmatic, beautiful and bound Domme.
She breathed hard, thinking of how He would now be able to finger them both in the pussy. Her chin heaved up, but Doug pulled her head firmly to the side with a tug to her hair, and blotted out her eyesight with a blindfold. Moments later, she heard Liz grunting and understood she, too, had been robbed of sight. Louise's cunt went tingly with fear and the thought of how they were totally at Doug's mercy, his chained pleasure slaves who would - she knew it - be punished.

But this didn't seem to be on his mind, not first off. When He let the clamp bite into liz' nipples, one after the other. louise could catch the sharp, hissy breathing and when she was offered the same kind, she summoned up her resistance to take it. Still, she whimpered and tried blindly to shake her hair to the side. The bite pulling down was vicious, and the feel of their nipples tugging at each other stretched it harder. She felt her blood wandering up there.
A little later, when the second set of clamps nudged at her left pussy lip, her belly shook and she gave a rough growl into the gag. Of course her breasts started wiggling as well, sending a fresh shot of pain from there too. Even if she was a masochist this was pushing her over the limit: with both labia crying wolf, she gave a harsh flow of murmurs as the foul pain bit into her. As her husband slapped across her front hole she moaned fiercely: "This never ends" she thought, sweating again. But when the link to liz was fixed down here too, she learnt just how true that was: liz groaned and started pulling involuntarily at the crossed chains, sending an uneven pulse of tugs across to louise's hot cunt and ripping into it. Both women grunted in unison as their privates were bit into and claimed by Doug's design.
louise felt her labia tugged down, guessing that he had found a stone to fit them both. As he explained to his blindfolded wife this was her punishment for submitting to liz' orders earlier, she felt her legs, her cunt, her mind stretched. If only liz could see her, but she knew the other was in much the same predicament. When Doug left, minutes later, she felt herself going on an uphill climb through pain.

It didn't let up for one moment, just settled a bit. But maybe fifteen minutes later, when louise felt a sudden sharp pull on the nipple clamps, she was confused - no sound of Doug coming back. Then an amazing, shocking rebuff hit her as the chains and clamps got into motion and seemed to tig her nipples downeven deeper. She cried out behind her gag, feeling like her tits were on fire - it was only after some time that she grasped what liz must have done. She was awed by the stamina and ruthlessness, and again she found herself admiring this lady precisely becuase of the way she could put her into fiendish pain.As she hung there rocking in her chains and moaning she felt a sudden urge to be on her knees eating from liz's pussy. The next moment she cried out hard as her breasts seemed ready to rip open.

The pull down in her crotch and the riveting pain made her go wet again. She shook like a rag doll at what liz was doing to her, but couldn't deny the sensual turn-on either. She literally couldn't think of a single connected phrase she would have uttered to Ms Cockrill if she'd been ungagged, her feeling of pain and fleshyness overtook everything.

When Doug removed the clamps on her crotch a long while later, louise was already very moist and it felt like she would not be able to sleep for a week for the pain in her pussy and in her entire body..His long, eager licking made her hotter again but she was determined not to cum right now - it would be the wrong moment and of course neither Liz nor her husband had permitted it. When she heard his sneaky half.question whether she thought liz counted as a slut as much as he did and should be treated that way, louise felt her face going hot, then red. She knew she was blushing despite being ball gagged and blindfolded. The way he said it just presupposed she herself was His slave and a slut, a horny lady creature who had to accept what she was given and who could be punished for going too far in one direction. That had happened to both her and Ms Cockrill in the last hours, but she couldn't really bring herself to call liz a slut. Feeling her thighs and her neck swelling with shame and arousal, she kept silent, and was rewarded with a strike on her butt.

louise breathed hard and moaned as she was finally brought down from her suspended pose opposite liz, but there was no let-up, with her hands cuffed behind her back she was a helpless slave woman again. Doug removed her blindfold and then wiped the droool off her mouth and some of the blood and sweat off her breasts. For the first time ever, louise could se liz' naked, welted body, stretched out rigidly and still tortured by the breast and pussy clamps. Liz' hair was matted and fell down over her blindfold, she shook slowly and breathed in a low, hard rhythm knowing she would be tortured more at the hands of Doug. She looked, louise thought, like a woman accused of witchcraft who knows she is beyond any mercy but expects none. At the same time she had shown that merciless side to louise when she could force her into pain despite that they were both chained up cumsluts.

Doug tugged at her leash and led his wife over to a corner of the floor where he had put a mat. "Get down on your belly, slavewoman". She flinched a little, but obeyed and let him yank her feet together and pin her into the hogtie he wanted. Muted and again drooling, she looked up at him and over at slave liz' hanging figure on the pulley chains. Rolling a little, louise felt the cool but at least not hard cotton mat against her stomach, thighs and pussy.

Doug's sudden, powerful swats at her butt made her grunt again, but she knew that what was coming to liz now was far harsher. Looking at liz' still covered-in, sweaty brow, louise wondered if she would be made part of the punishment again or would just be watching.