VICKI'S BIRTHDAY

It was Vicki's birthday, but it was Carly who got the present. We had been invited to Vicki's party expecting of course to direct plenty of spankings and other forms of corporal punishment in Vicki's direction, but the birthday girl decided she wanted to play top on her day. Well, the birthday girl got her wish - which meant that Carly and the others bottoms got lots more action. It really turned me on watching as Carly was spread eagle face down on the custom made spanking table. A friend who is very large in stature wasted no time as he whipped and slapped her back and bottom with surprising energy so soon after she had been tied down. He was soon joined by the birthday girl as they both delivered ferocious blows to her body. Vicki enjoyed her job as director as she had Carly flipped over. She was now face up. Her ankles were fastened to moveable legs on the custom made table, and her arms pulled far above her head. The legs were pulled far apart giving us total access to her cunt and inner thighs. Vicki directed others to join in, as the pace increased. It turned into a free-for-all and eventually not even Vicki could keep up with all of the blows and tortures being delivered to Carly. I don't know why I like watching Carly get beat up by others so much, but I do. Actually, I take it back - I do know why. Aside from the fact that it is exciting on a very primitive level to watch a pretty girl being tortured, I like it because it pushes her limits. Carly and I are still relatively new to scene play and, being cautious by nature, I often back off on her torments. Watching a group of experienced friends lay into her gives me a better sense of what she can take. I like watching her reactions as she keeps taking the unpredictable blows inflicted by multiple tormentors. Hard blows, delivered in unexpected places and patterns. I also confess that it excites me to let others play with and even damage my property under my supervision. I really enjoyed handing her tormenters more and more vicious weapons as her torture progressed. And of course having a group of people gang up on her was extremely exciting for both of us. It was a long party and throughout the night she was used by one after another, individually and in groups. When we got home, we both collapsed. When I awoke I found myself on the couch and Carly sleeping beneath me on the floor. It bothered me that she was not bound. I felt a compelling need to reclaim my property and return her to sexual slavery. I pulled out her penta-cuffs and was surprised how soundly she slept as the chains rattled in my attempts to unravel them. It was a sensual and powerful feeling as I wrapped each leather band around her, threaded the strap through the buckle, cinched it, put the lock through the hasp and clicked each lock into place. She stirred only as I was fastening the collar in place around her neck, half consciously reaching her hand up in a futile attempt to remove the locked collar. I found her high heels beside her, slipped them back on her and tied each one in place so that she could not remove them during the night. She was still only semi conscious as I pulled her up, guided her to the bedroom and fucked her violently from behind before we both returned to sleep. Happy Birthday Vicki.