Lew’s Photo Studio - Book 6 by Lew Pit - HTML preview

Now I had time to sound out Petra about Grace’s proposition to be the apartment’s janitor. I cal ed her early, as I knew there were other people she cleaned for, but I had no idea when and where. After the third ring, she picked up.

“Hi Petra, can I disturb you for a few minutes?”

“Lew, what’s up, do you want me to do some extra cleaning, or do you need someone to help at a party?”

“Cleaning, not immediately but maybe, a party, mmmm, I wouldn’t real y describe it like that…”

“You’re talking in riddles, I don’t understand a word of it…”

“Sorry dear, but it is a bit complicated to explain, but in a nutshel would you consider a career switch?”

“A career switch, do you want to hire me as a nude model, or an assistant photographer?”

“No, no, how would you feel about a job as a janitor?”

“Janitor? Do you want a janitor?”

“No, not me, but Grace might need one.”

“Grace as in Grace the realtor, one of your women friends?”

“Yes, that Grace; she owns two apartments in town and wants to operate them as luxury vacation homes, working together with Jeff and Rachel, who operate a luxury resort in Florida.”

“And where do I come in?”

“If she wants to offer the same standard of service as the Americans she needs someone to live in, clean, make the beds, and if need be serve breakfast and even the occasional lunch or dinner.”

“Wow, that’s a tal order.”

“Yes and no.”

“What do you mean, yes and no?”

“Wel during the tourist season, you would be on duty seven days a week, but during the off-season, you could be free for several weeks or even months, to compensate for the weeks you would have to work ful -time. The job includes a free basement apartment on the premises, free use of a car, and of course wages. You would need to talk to Grace as she would be your employer, but before going through an interview and visiting the place, she would like to know if you would be interested.”

“I see.”

“If, after my brief explanation, you say no this isn’t for me, she has to look elsewhere, but on my recommendation, she wanted to offer the opportunity to you first.”

“Would that mean I wouldn’t be able to clean for you anymore then?”

“I don’t know, maybe we could work out something together. Why? Do you want to keep cleaning for me?”

“Of course, I want to keep cleaning for you. You do offer certain added advantages I would like to keep getting.”

“Are you referring to those times you’re horny and I help you take care of that?”

“Maybe…”

“Let me assure you that even if you couldn’t clean for me anymore we could definitely work something out to take care of your needs dear, but al that would be part of the discussion you would have to have with Grace.”

“Will you be present during the job interview?”

“If I can I wouldn’t miss it for the world, but it’s up to Grace to set a date and time and decide who participates.”

“OK, do I need to cal her?”

“No, she’l cal you as soon as I tel her you would consider the position. If you want me present, I’l leave it up to you to agree with Grace. I don’t think she’l be anti.”

“Great, tel her I’l expect her cal , preferably in the evening or the weekend, as I stil have a number of places I go cleaning during the week.”

“Excel ent, as we are taking the Americans to the club together I’l see Grace tonight anyway.”

“Oh, you’re in for a lot of fun tonight then?”

“I hope that our friends wil have a lot of fun and be duly impressed, as visits to the club would be an integral part of the vacation deal they’l be offering.”

“I see. She’s proposing that kind of vacation is she?”

“Yes, there wil even be a 50 Shades-of-Grey-themed room in the ground floor apartment.”

“You don’t say, now I definitely want to see this place.”

“OK I’l tel Grace to cal you, but if you want me there, it won’t be this weekend as I’m going to Rome with the Americans to visit a similar setup there. They would like to offer a complete package, with visits to Belgium and/or Italy.”

“Grace knows about your trip?”

“Yes she does, so it won’t be a problem to meet later in the week.”

“Great, I’m sorry Lew but I’ve got to run, I stil need to do my cleaning to make a living.”

“No worries dear, I’m glad you want to consider the opportunity; I don’t think you wil regret it…so remember, I won’t be here next Monday when you come cleaning.”

“No, you’l be sunning your old bones under the Italian sun, have fun!”

“I wil dear, cheers,” putting the phone down with a good feeling. Petra real y deserved a break in her life, and this could just be the one she needs.

I cal ed Grace to tel her the good news and she told me our friends would be back from their visit to Ghent mid-afternoon so they could have a rest before the evening antics. I also agreed to be at her place around 6 for pre-dinner drinks so our guests could tel me al about their sightseeing tour and we could al have dinner together.

When I arrived they were already waiting for me, anxious to tel me al about their visit to the beautiful city of Ghent. Rachel, seemingly coming straight from the shower, her hair stil damp, wore a body-hugging T, immediately giving away that she was not wearing a bra underneath. The outfit was completed by a pair of jeans that looked as if they were painted on. She would certainly draw attention when we visited the club later that evening.

Grace had prepared a simple meal cal ed “hutsepot” a typical winter dish, which was also a favorite of Danny Kay when he visited Belgium. It is a stew of potatoes, carrots, turnips, Brussels sprouts, some leak and onion, and tasty chunks of mutton.

She knew it was one of my al -time favorites as wel and hoped our friends would enjoy it too, and they did.

We went to my place at seven for a quick tour of the studio. As usual, I got the expected oohs and aahs when they visited, but the real purpose was to impress them with what the club had to offer. Around eight we went down to the cel ar.

Tanja awaited us at the entrance dressed for the part in a black leather lace-up corset, bare shoulders, black leather hot pants, and boots to mid-thigh with kil er heels. She was holding a riding crop in her hands, while Vagina, duly col ared was

sitting demurely on her knees at her right side with Jack, also in attendance, with his sub, Elisa also col ared and on her knees next to him to Tanja’s left.

“Welcome to my club,” she said with a big smile as we entered, “hel o Grace how nice of you to join us.” Grace gave Tanja a nod and a smile.

“Dear Tanja I would like you to meet Jeff and Rachel, our American friends and BDSM aficionados.”

“Very nice to make your acquaintance, al ow me to introduce Jack, our Shibari specialist.” Everybody shook hands.

“Would you like to visit on your own, or shal I give you a smal guided tour?”

“We would appreciate a tour if you don’t mind,” Rachel replied. “Are the girls next to you and Jack, your subs?”

“Yes, this is my sub Vagina or Vag if you wish, and that’s Jack’s sub Elisa, you may have heard about her as her sister Jada works for Lew at the studio and is his sub.”

“Indeed we met her upstairs when we visited Lew’s studio, gorgeous girl!”

“Oh, you got the grand tour there as wel ?”

“Yes we did, very impressive I must say. Lew, told us about his place when he was over with Grace, but then when you see it for real, it’s quite different. He also told us about your place so we are real y very curious to discover it and see what it has to offer.”

“We pride ourselves on providing a good variety of equipment and toys.”

“Has Lew told you about our plans together with Grace and how your place could fit into that?” Rachel also wanted to know.

“Yes, he mentioned something about American tourists who like the lifestyle staying in one of Grace’s places and potential y visiting the club when they are in our lovely country.”

“Excel ent, if we like the club, we’l leave it to Grace to make the necessary arrangements for when we could begin working together, probably sometime at the beginning of the Summer at the start of the tourist season. I saw you know Grace as wel ?”

“Yes of course I know Grace, Lew brought her here once, together with their mutual friend Maggy for an evening of fun and games.”

“Oh, I’l have to ask her about that, she never told me.”

“Grace was OK with it but I could tel that it was more Maggy’s thing than hers wasn’t it Grace?”

“Yes for me it was a first but Maggy knew al about it already from when she was married.”

“I was surprised, she took to it like a duck to water when she was over last year in Florida.”

“Talking about coming over, I plan to go to the States during the summer; any chance of staying in one of your places?”

“Absolutely, and I’l even give you a very good rate, but make sure to book wel in advance so we can make sure you get one of our themed vil as.”

“What exactly is a themed vil a?”

“Lew never told you, I’m surprised, they are the ones with a red room, if you catch my meaning.”

“I see, oh yes I’l definitely want one of those, especial y as I’l be taking Vag with me.”

“Vag?”

“Yes, that’s my pet name for her, remember?”

“Right, short for Vagina.”

“You mentioned that Jack was a Shibari or Kinbaku specialist?”

“I see you are familiar with the Japanese form of the word?”

“Yes, I have read a lot about it but never had the opportunity to experience it properly, Jeff does tie me up sometimes, but he’s not an expert, so since you have an expert here, would he be wil ing to apply his art on my body, you think?”

“Why don’t we ask him, I’m sure he would be keen to tie you up.”

Turning towards Jack who was already on the brink of going off with his sub Elisa, Tanja asked him, “this young lady would like to experience a Shibari session, Jack, do you think you can fit her in?”

“By al means, it’s always a pleasure to tie up a young woman, especial y if she’s as beautiful and wil ing as you are Rachel. If you care to fol ow me? Oh, and unless he wants to see what I’m doing to you, your husband could while away the time with my sub Elisa. She can even give him good pointers on how to do it properly: she’s become an expert on how to be tied up and knows how to avoid problems.”

“Is that OK for you Jeff, while I play with Jack?”

“Anything that makes you happy dear,” Jeff replied, while Elisa grabbed his hand to lead him away to one of the binding stations in the cel ar, clearly eager to be played with by this big, handsome American.

“OK Rachel, how would you like to be bound? Would you like to feel the ropes on your flesh or would you prefer I bind you over your clothes?”

“No I want the ful experience and feel it on my skin. Let me take off my clothes for you,” she replied while already pul ing her T over her head, revealing her cute C-cups with the smal areolae I loved so much. She then peeled off the clinging jeans leaving her completely naked for Jack to apply his macramé art on.

“Inspection!” he shouted.

Rachel immediately took the position, drawing a satisfied smile from Jack. From his face, you could read that he was very pleased to see he was dealing with a wel -

trained sub. While Rache stood in the inspection position, Jack walked around her to admire her toned, sun-kissed body, without any tan lines whatsoever. After that, he went to his personal cupboard to gather his ropes. When he came back he was wel loaded down. By the sheer amount of rope he carried, I guessed that by the time he had finished, Rache would be completely clad in rope.

He put the first one over his shoulder, walked up to her, grabbed both her wrists, stretched her arms behind her back, and began winding a greyish-brown colored rope around her upper arms tying them nicely together while working his way towards her wrists. He tied the arms together every 10 cm, in the process creating a strong tie between them, which he could use later on to hoist her up if he wanted to.

The way she was positioned, her boobs looked real y great, and so Jack thought as these were the next parts of her body he wanted to tackle - he gave them his ful attention. Taking another rope similar to the first one, although this one was white and red, he looped it and circled it a few times around her waist, creating some sort of a belt. From the back, he moved it over her left shoulder passing it diagonal y between her boobs, then back to her waist, securing it there.

With another similar rope, he began a new journey starting again from her back, over her right upper arm to the diagonal one between her boobs in the front. He looped it through and returned over the arm to her back again. After some fumbling, which we couldn’t see, he returned to the front over her left upper arm above her tits, pul ing the rope again through the diagonal one and returning again. He sort of repeated the whole process but then created a belt under her boobs.

Her rack was now nicely surrounded by ropes, which al owed him to bring another rope from her back upward to a ring attached to the winch above him. I was shooting photos at 100 miles per hour, alternating them with short bursts of video footage. All of a sudden he dropped to his knees, grabbed Rachel’s right leg, and put it over his shoulder. He then proceeded to tie a rope around her upper thigh. He stood up when it was secured, taking her leg upwards with him til she was almost in a vertical split position. He let it drop again but secured the rope to the ring he already had the ropes from her back tied to, leaving her standing on one foot, with the other one pul ed higher and higher up in the air. In the end, Rachel just pul ed in the one left on the ground, now completely suspended slowly swinging around.

Jack was clearly determined to put on a great show as he continued by attaching a new rope to the ankle of her left leg, which he also pul ed up, securing the rope to

the same ring, until the leg was stretched out in front of her. She sort of relaxed and Jack gave her a smal push so she started to swirl around slowly for everyone to admire her luscious body. He wasn’t finished though as he began to pul on the rope again until the second leg was now pointing straight up as wel .

During al this, Jeff was trying to mimic Jack, tying up Elisa. She was giving him good pointers on how to do it, but Jeff didn’t dare to string Elisa up and kept her feet firmly on the ground. He had however managed to create a nice diamond-shaped pattern across her front with her arms secured high above her head. That was a wise thing to do since he was now looking at how he could tie her legs together, otherwise, she could have lost her balance.

When he started by securing a rope to the bottom of the diamond pattern ending just below her bel y button and pul ing that rope between her legs back up between her pussy lips Elisa looked a bit suspicious. When he pul ed her head backwards and then attached the other end of the rope to her ponytail, she immediately grasped his purpose.

Once the rope was secured, if she tried to remove some of the strain on her neck by straightening her head, the rope cut deeper into her pussy. So she could choose, to endure the pain in her neck or the hard stimulation of her pussy. When finished, Jeff looked with a satisfied smile at his handy work.

With both of Rache’s ankles now safely secured to the ring, Jack began to remove the rope attached to her right thigh. That was not the only rope he detached, he also detached the rope from the middle of her back to the ring and slowly let her upper body come down. Rachel was now suspended completely upside down attached by the ropes on her ankles. Jack now began to swing her around using a loose rope attached to one of her arms as leverage, letting it wind around her naked body as she turned like a spinning top. When he pul ed it again she started to turn in the other direction.

He then began to undo the ropes securing her arms and the ones circling her upper body. As if by magic, he pul ed one specific rope and her whole upper body was devoid of ropes again, her arms swinging freely. That got him a round of applause from his audience, which had grown steadily while he was playing with Rache. He wasn’t finished yet though, as he tied a rope around her left wrist. Once secured he pul ed her arm upwards drawing it tight alongside her suspended body, before attaching it to the ring to which her ankles were bound. The right wrist quickly fol owed suit. The ropes holding her ankles were now lengthened a bit, al owing Rachel’s body to form a big U with her bel y upward. In a flash, he put one hand under her ass, and the other behind her neck, then pushed her upwards passing her bent knees through her opened arms, and flipping her upside down, so that she now hung in a reverse bridge. For those who had missed the move, he repeated it a few times, flipping her over from the U to the reverse bridge and back.

This operation again resulted in applause from the crowd, but the show was stil not over. Untying the ropes around her ankles from the ring put Rachel back with her feet on the ground. Her arms were stil high up, but not for long as Jack detached those ropes from the ring as wel . He pul ed her back against his chest while holding on to the ropes stil attached to her wrists. With those ropes, he pul ed her arms across her chest, one arm above her boobs, the other below. The remaining part of the two ropes was now wound around her upper body securing her again. Once that was accomplished he attached another rope to her back, pul ed it through the ring, and hoisted her up, her feet and legs dangling.

His next move was rather similar to what Jeff had done to Elisa by attaching a rope between her boobs, pul ing it down through her legs over her pussy, and biting deep into her tender pussy lips. That resulted in a sharp intake of breath from Rachel.

It was hard to see what exactly it was he was doing behind her, but al of a sudden I saw him again attach a cord to the ring and pul hard. Rachel’s body tipped over to the front and the cord between her legs was pul ed even harder than before, pressing deep into her cunt. It was clear that almost her ful weight now pul ed on that cord.

Jack pushed against her butt, making her swing back and forth. If you looked closely, and I had my video camera pointed towards the spot, you could see the cord sawing between her pussy lips which were getting wetter and wetter with her juices.

Her face however was contorted into a painful grimace. When Jack saw that, he quickly stopped torturing her this way, letting her down and removing the rope between her legs. As a good Master, he made sure her pussy was OK through a visual inspection combined with one from his hand. Final y, he detached the ropes stil holding her arms up from the ring and her wrists, setting her completely free.

Rachel’s smile returned to her face, although one of her hands went towards her pussy, making sure it was stil in one piece.

In the meantime, Jeff had also released and untied Elisa. I saw him shake Jack’s hand while they exchanged a few words. Later on, I heard from Rachel that he had thanked Jack for the demonstration and told him he had learned quite a lot from observing him.

Tanja had been fol owing this demonstration, waiting patiently to lead our American friends around her club.

“Shal we continue the tour?” She asked Jeff and Rachel.

“Yes by al means,” they replied; eager to see and experience more.

“Do you want to put your clothes back on before we do?”

“What’s the point?” Rachel replied, “everybody’s seen me naked already – unless, of course, it’s against any of the rules?”

“No, absolutely not, you can walk around the club in any kind of attire you wish, even if it’s only your skin,” Tanja replied with a big smile.

As we continued the tour we came to the gyno chair. I saw Rachel look at Jeff with big eyes whispering something in his ear.

“Can we try this?” Rachel asked Tanja.

“But of course; you can try any of the things in the club.”

“We don’t have anything like that in our themed rooms. The design is completely based on the fifty shades of Grey stories, and this type of furniture was never used in any of them.”

Immediately going into character, Rache looked at Jeff and asked him, “Oh doctor do I need to get into this chair for my examination?”

“Yes madam, in order to give you a proper examination I need you to sit in the chair, and put your legs in the stirrups please.”

As Rache didn’t have to shed any more clothes she quickly jumped in, while Jeff picked up the white doctor’s coat hanging next to it, put it on, and put the stethoscope around his neck inspecting the different tools that were on display on the rol -away table. Immediately pul ing Grace into the scene, he looked at her and said, “Nurse Grace, could you please assist me with this examination?”

A bit flabbergasted at first, Grace quickly caught on and changed into a sexy nurse’s uniform that Tanja had pul ed out of one of the drawers in the fake doctor’s cabinet.

She looked stunning. As the scene developed I was shooting photos like crazy.

Jeff addressed Rache again, “I’m afraid madam that for your own safety we wil have to restrain you, we don’t want anything to go wrong during the procedure.”

“Yes of course doctor,” Rache replied, barely able to refrain from laughing. When I looked at which instruments Jeff was putting aside on the rol -away table, I expected that she would soon stop laughing.

Grace was instructed to put leather straps around Rache’s ankles making it impossible for her to close her legs at any time during the so-cal ed examination. The same happened to her wrists which were strapped to a bar at the top of the chair, not real y standard equipment for such a chair, but I guessed the modification was to make the patient’s boobs ful y available for the doctor’s examination. God, I wish I could play the part of the doctor, but it was Jeff’s and Rache’s fun night, and I was just here to accompany them and document their games.

The first thing Doctor Jeff did was to check if the patient was ticklish, by sliding his nails over the inside of her upper arms towards her armpits. Rache began to squirm and screamed at Jeff to stop it.

“Oh please stop doctor I can’t take it anymore!”

That reaction was not to his liking, so he handed a bal gag to Grace for her to apply to the patient. That was the end of any intel igible comment she could utter. The next things to be examined were, of course, her boobs. At first, Jeff caressed them tenderly but he quickly began to squeeze them, and, as her nipples hardened, he pinched them hard, very hard, ending with a 180° twist. That resulted in a bal gag muffled scream.

When he let them go her smile quickly returned, fol owed by a smal tentative moan of pleasure. Continuing with his tickling he let his fingernails slide over her ribcage towards her abdomen and then further down. Rachel tried to squirm as much as she could, which was not very much, given her restraints, to entice Jeff to tickle her pubes. I saw in his eyes he was expecting that of course, and bypassed her cunt, going directly to her inner thighs, a strategic move from his side which, in the end, she also clearly appreciated.

But then the soft treatment ended with a hard slap across her pussy.

With his back to Rache, obscuring her view from the instrument table I saw him pick up a Wartenburg wheel. While addressing Nurse Grace, showing her what he had picked up, Jeff said, “for the fol owing procedure it may be better if the patient doesn’t observe what it is we are doing, we don’t want to scare her do we?”

“No of course not doctor, it may be wise to blindfold the patient for her own protection.”

Grace quickly got a blindfold and put it over Rache’s eyes despite her muffled protest, due to the bal gag. That done Jeff put the pointy wheel on the top of Rache’s right boob and started to wheel around it leaving tiny little red pricks on her skin. He made circles around her nipples staying at the same distance from them until al of a sudden he took a downward path and went right over the hard nubbin, pressing real y hard and extracting a muffled scream from his patient.

That done, the left boob got a similar treatment. When that nipple had been thoroughly tortured the wheel continued its downward path over her ribcage and her abdomen. All of us, and despite the blindfold, even Rachel, realized by now where it was going to end up. When the pinwheel reached the top of her pussy it bypassed her clit and went further down between outer and inner lips towards her inner thighs until it reached her knees and made a U-turn, going back up again, changing lanes over her brown pucker to her other thigh. We al expected Jeff to wheel down the other thigh, but he surprised us, at the same time keeping Rachel on her toes, by going up, this time rol ing hard over the little hood stil just covering her already engorged clit. That resulted in some serious moaning and sighing from her side.

We could al clearly see that her arousal was rising, by the honey slowly appearing from between her pussy lips and the speeding up of her breathing. After another tour over her abdomen and each of her tits, Jeff put the wheel back on the instrument table and picked up a speculum with which he was going to expose Rachel’s inner sanctum to our eager eyes.

Her pussy was already wet enough, al owing the ‘doctor’ to slide it between her inner lips, after which he began to open the device. I thought he was never going to stop turning that little wheel, but when it was ful y opened, he secured it so it couldn’t close up again. He then picked up a plastic squeeze bottle fil ed with fluid, I guessed water. The bottle reminded me of the kind of brown concertina bottles I used to store developer or fix liquid in when I was stil working in the darkroom. When you used part of the fluid you could squeeze the bottle, remove the air and then put the stopper on so that the chemicals kept longer.

The one he was using though was white plastic and had a pointy sort of nipple stopper, through which one could squirt the liquid. He pointed it to the center of the speculum and squirted the liquid inside her body. As she stil couldn’t see what was happening to her it surprised her completely, and from the shrieking noise, she made, I guessed the liquid was cold. Due to her position, it came flooding back out immediately, straight into the receptacle positioned between her legs. Jeff beckoned Grace and whispered something in her ear. She looked strangely at him and I heard her whisper back, “are you sure?”

“Yes,” he replied, “just get it please,” after which Grace went in the direction of the club bar. Shortly after I saw her come back with a smal glass bowl fil ed with ice cubes, which she put on the trol ey. Before using the ice cubes, Jeff clearly had something else in mind as he picked up another squeeze bottle and proceeded to squirt the contents into Rache’s vagina. This resulted in some satisfying moans from her side, so I presumed this was lukewarm water. When her pussy hole was wel warmed up again, Jeff picked up the glass bowl fil ed with the ice cubes and proceeded to pop them into her vagina one after the other. When the first one hit her insides she made a mousy little squeak and tried to push it out. I could clearly see her pussy muscles contracting, but because of the speculum, it was impossible of course.

Jeff popped 10 smal ice cubes into her inner sanctum, which I guessed by now would almost feel frozen solid. She kept on trying to push them out but to no avail.

The first ones had already started to melt and she was able to push out some of the ice water, which dripped over her ass into the receptacle between her legs. When Jeff thought her pussy was wel cooled down he picked up the bottle with the lukewarm liquid again and emptied it into her over the ice cubes, which now began to melt fast, creating a smal river between her buttocks, flowing over her pucker into the bowl below. You could clearly see how her vaginal muscles were working hard to push al the fluid out of her. To end her ordeal, Jeff removed the speculum, al owing her pussy to close up again while she squeezed the last drops of what I guessed was stil very cold water out.

It seemed time again for Jeff to concentrate on her clit as I saw him pick up a Magic wand, and attach it to a stand. He switched it immediately to high and positioned it between her legs with the vibrating head pressed against her little sensitive nubbin.

Because of the cold treatment the poor thing had, completely vanished under its

protective hood. Jeff motioned to Grace to remove the blindfold and the bal gag which made Rachel blink her eyes. She looked at Jeff and said, “if you ever again fil my pussy with ice cubes I’l stick your cock into the freezer for at least a half-hour”.

”I’l make it up to you dear, I’l start to warm you up again now,” he replied with an evil smile on his face.

With his back to Rachel, obscuring her view to see what contraption he was going to use on her naked tied up body, he picked up a lighted candle turned, and began to drip hot wax al over her body, wel , especial y her tits and stomach. When the wax dripped on her stomach she pul ed it in, hol owing it, and in the process pushing up her boobs. She looked amazing and I couldn’t stop taking pictures. The Magic wand doing what it’s supposed to do, made her arousal rise seriously again, proved by her increased moaning and sighing. Her tits and stomach were now covered in solidified wax, Jeff picked up a flogger and started hitting her to remove it.

After a while, he realized this was not the best instrument for the job and switched to a leather paddle. This worked much better and in no time at al the wax was removed from her body, which turned a nice dark pink because of the wax treatment and the flogging. Rachel’s breathing also began to speed up and she started to squirm as far as the restraints al owed, pushing her cunt harder against the Magic wand and trying to get as much stimulation on her clit as she could.

“What are we trying to do madam?” Jeff said looking at her with a smile, “are you trying to reach an unauthorized orgasm?”

“Can I please Master? Wil you al ow me to orgasm?”

“Maybe we should ask your audience… Has she been a good girl?”

Of course, she had and we al wanted her to have her wel -earned reward.

Nurse Grace was the first to reply.

“Yes Master Jeff she deserves a reward, she’s been an exemplary patient throughout al the different procedures you’ve subjected her to, so I do think she deserves a reward.”

“OK you heard the nurse, madam, you can orgasm if you want to.”

“Thank you, Master, thank you, Nurse Grace,” she whispered going into ful orgasm mode, her mouth wide open with nothing but air coming out. Her pussy was a different matter. I’d never seen a woman squirt so hard and so much, it was as if her pussy was filled again with liquid that she was pushing out. When she stopped shivering and shaking, Jeff removed the restraints setting her free once more.

“Oh dear God that was awesome, it’s been a long time since I came so hard.”

“Woman, are you tel ing me that I don’t make you come, just the way you always like it, are you complaining?”

“No Jeff I’m certainly not complaining I just…”

“Jeff? Are you forgetting how to address your Master?”

“No Master I’m so sorry, I didn’t want to sound disrespectful.”

“Sorry wil not do it, you just earned yourself 20 lashes with the bul whip.”

“Oh yes Master you are so right to punish me, where would you like me to go to receive my wel -earned punishment?”

“Move your butt to the St. Andrew’s cross slave, and assume the position, face to the wal .”

Rachel moved like a bolt of lightning to the cross and took up the commanded position. Her arms and legs spread against the beams, facing the wal , her legs, butt, and back ful y exposed for the whipping and ready to be attached. Jeff however wanted to test her a bit more and see if she would remain in the position unrestrained while taking the punishment. When he didn’t proceed to attach her, she looked back over her shoulder, suddenly realizing what he had in mind and bracing herself for the whipping.

After dropping his doctor’s coat and baring his upper body, drawing some sighs from the female onlookers, Jeff approached, cracking the whip and making Rachel shiver in anticipation. After that, it didn’t take him long to administer the first stroke right across the back of her thighs. As this wasn’t the first time he had whipped his lovely wife, she knew that she was expected to count the hits and shouted, “1.”

I saw her gripping the beams of the cross hard, her knuckles becoming white in the process. Every time he hit her she pushed her abdomen hard against the cross fol owed by a sharp intake of breath. Jeff continued in a steady rhythm distributing his swats evenly, from her thighs avoiding her kidneys al the way up to the middle of her upper back and shoulders. Even though she stil had a nice tan from the summer, her skin was slowly turning red as each hit from the whip added another red line to her skin. Her moans increased rapidly with her pussy juices dripping down her inner thighs. It was obvious she was thoroughly enjoying this, faithful y shouting out the numbers after every hit.

I couldn’t help myself videotaping this, getting a serious hard-on in the process, and from what I could observe, so did Jeff. His cock was straining against his pants.

Grace, standing by, stil in her sexy fake nurse’s uniform, had seen it too. Jeff put the bul whip down and looked at her motioning to his dick. She immediately caught on to what she needed to do, squatted in front of Jeff, and started undoing his zipper, pul ed his pants together with his boxers down to his ankles al owing him to step out of them, and making his hard cock jump out, again drawing some satisfied noises from the female onlookers. Jeff looked like a conquering warrior ready to ravish his newly captured slave girl, waiting for him as if attached to the cross.

Rachel played her part like an award-winning actress addressing her conqueror, “Oh please Master don’t ravish me, I am an innocent virgin!”

“Shut up woman and drop to your knees, I won’t take your virginity just yet, but you wil suck my conquering cock and swal ow my royal semen when I feel ready to fil your loud mouth with it.” Rachel obediently dropped to her knees as commanded, and opened her mouth wide after which Jeff grabbed the back of her head and shoved his cock al the way down her throat in one go. She gagged, but not for long as he pul ed out again and began fucking her face in earnest. Like a good slave, Rachel kept her hands behind her back.

This went on for a good 10 minutes. I saw Jeff’s face change from mild interest to ful arousal; Rachel applying every trick she had up her sleeve, or should I say in her mouth to make Jeff spil his semen. Jeff was trying very hard to keep his orgasm from happening. It was fascinating to see who was going to win this little impromptu contest between the two. My money was on Rachel, I knew firsthand how good her oral skil s were, and I was right. I saw Jeff clench his fists behind his back to try and hold on but he had to give in and fil ed Rachel’s mouth with loads and loads of semen, which she obligingly swal owed, without letting one drop spil on the floor.

After this episode, Tanja suggested having a break and led the party to the bar area where she motioned to one of the topless waitresses to pour the Champagne that had obviously been cooling on ice. It was the first time I noticed that there was indeed a semi-naked female behind the bar. After clinking the glasses and having the first sip I turned to Tanja and asked her.

“Since when do you have topless waitresses behind the bar; is this new?”

“It’s something I’ve been pondering for a long time, but I couldn’t find the right people for the job. The big dilemma was, do I take males, females, or a couple as bartenders, it was not easy, believe me.”

“So in the end you chose females as I can see, but, they look familiar to me.”

“I’m not surprised, do you remember the display we had for the New Year party with the two girls attached to the wal with the mirror in between?”

“Yes, that was fabulous...but of course, that’s where I know them from.”

“Yes they are twins and they both now work for me on a semi-permanent basis tending the bar.”

“Yes they do look fantastic; must be confusing to know who is who.”

“If you look closely, you wil notice that one of them has a tiny beauty spot on her left breast and the other one doesn’t.”

“I’m looking but I don’t immediately see it.”

“Look closer Lew it is very smal and right next to her nipple if you didn’t know you would think it’s just a part of her areola but it isn’t.”

“Oh yeah, I see it now, so again who is who?”

“The one with the spot is Amy and the other one is Judy.”

“Could I borrow them for a photoshoot?”

“You wil have to ask them, but I think you might find out you’re not the only one that would like to do that and they don’t come cheap.”

“Wel , maybe you can put in a good word for me?”

“I might do that, given the right incentive.”

“And what could that be?”

“I need pictures for a fol ow-up issue of my magazine and if I can do that by just paying the girls for the posing and finding a photographer who would take the pictures for free I might consider suggesting your name to the girls for this job.”

“DEAL!”

“I knew I would be able to convince you to do that for me…” she said with a chuckle.

“Oh, and by the way, they are strictly lesbian, very much in love with each other.”

“Do you think I could convince them to have sex with each other while I photograph or videotape them?”

“I have no idea how open they are about their relationship or if they would be wil ing to do such a thing, but you can always ask them, why, do you want to move into the porn business now?”

“I’m not sure yet, but there is a lot of money to be made that way and I could do with a cash injection.”

“Couldn’t we al ? I real y like to increase my membership fees but I fear I might lose a few customers by doing so.”

“So this thing with Jeff and Rachel could come in handy then?”

“Absolutely, I’m ever so grateful to Grace for bringing this to me and the club, so I hope that our American visitors like what we have to offer them.”

“I’m sure they wil , they’re already over the moon with the apartments Grace has for them, and having Jack do his thing with Rachel wil certainly charm them. I know it was something they had both been looking forward to and Jack’s show was definitely amazing.”

“Yes, it was wasn’t it? Our Jack is a real master with his ropes. I’m happy to have him in the club - it also saves a lot on electro-technical expenditure.”

When I looked at the party at the bar again, I saw that both Jeff and Rachel were in deep conversation with the twins. I wondered what they were talking about. Wel , Grace was with them, also looking very interested and nodding approval regularly, so

it must be something good. I’l have to pump Grace to find out what it was they were talking about. Half an hour after getting to the bar, Tanja took the party on the remainder of the tour. They were now heading towards the Nazi interrogation corner with al the electric torture toys. I knew that was one of the things that Rachel wanted to test out to see if they could do something similar in their compound as a change for one of the red rooms.

This was my chance to have a chat with Grace to find out what they had been talking about with the twins.

“Hey, Grace I saw you were in deep conversation with the twins, what was that al about?”

“Wouldn’t you like to know?”

“I would, especial y after Tanja asked me to take pictures of them and maybe even shoot a video.”

“And you think that afterwards, you can have your way with them, as you had with me?”

“No, not real y. After my chat with Tanja, I know they’re strictly lesbian, so I don’t stand a chance. I need to ask if they would be wil ing to pose for a male photographer, otherwise, I may have a problem.”

“You might have a point there, but come to think of it, don’t you have that cute female Brazilian assistant?”

“You mean Jada?”

“Yes, that one, or do you have any others I’m not aware of?”

“No…but hey that’s an idea, they might prefer a female photographer and it would be a great opportunity for Jada to practice her skil s.”

“And for you to watch and see if they wil engage in three-way sex afterward?”

“How could I watch if I’m not present in the studio?”

“You real y think I don’t know about your cameras in the studio that you can orientate any way you want and watch and record from your computer room?”

“How do you know about those?”

“I’ve got my sources, and before you ask, I won’t tel anyone You don’t kiss and tel either do you?”

“No but real y? ”

“Don’t worry I won’t tel a soul about your recording/peeping equipment.

“I’d appreciate it, but hey that was an excel ent idea you gave me about Jada doing the photographing and since she’s bi, she might even have some fun doing it.”

“I’l bring the idea to Tanja after I’ve discussed it with Jada, but I don’t think she wil object, in fact, I think she wil be thril ed-to-bits when I ask her.

So where have our American guests gone? Oh yes, the Nazi interrogation room with al the electric torture devices. Would you care to join me and watch, while I take more pictures?”

“No thanks, that is just a step too far for me, I can’t for the life of me understand how people can enjoy that.”

“Wel to each his own, I would say. I have no idea how much Rachel is going to enjoy it or how long she’l last for that matter, but they wanted to see and feel what it is like, to figure out if it could work for them in one of the vil as and exactly what equipment they would need to buy to make it happen. I think I’l stay here at the bar and have another drink, you go and have fun watching Rachel squirm and maybe hear her scream.”

I made my way to the corner where the interrogation chamber was built. When I arrived, Rachel was already strapped into a wooden chair looking very much like an execution chair may have looked years ago in the States. Her wrists were tightly fastened to the armrest with leather straps. The same for her ankles to the legs of the chair. Her legs were spread with a metal bar attached with leather straps just above the knee, putting her pussy nicely on display and very open for any action the interrogator, in this case, Jeff, wanted to take. The picture was completed by her head, secured, also by a leather strap, to the high backrest of the chair. They hadn’t applied a gag as hearing the victim scream is a big part of the fun with the ultimate goal to make her give them the secret password she had been told before she was strapped in.

I could tel that Rachel was nervous, looking at me and Jeff, who had donned a simple replica of a Nazi uniform to make it look real. On the table next to the chair was a device with dials and al sorts of wires coming in and out. When I took a closer look I could imagine to which sensitive part of the female anatomy they could be applied. The surrounding area was rather dark, with a bright spotlight on Rachel. She looked ravishing, despite the marks of the floggings on her body, it made it al look so very real.

Jeff, wearing black gloves, picked up what looked like crocodile nipple clamps I’d seen before, but these had a wire attached to them that connected to the device with the dials. He put one on Rache’s right nipple, and the left one fol owed pronto.

Once they were attached Jeff’s attention went to the device where he began to slowly turn one of the dials to 1. At first, there was not much reaction from Rachel, as he continued though I could see her face change and her mouth open slowly to final y result in a scream. Jeff then turned the dial back to 0, but within seconds repeated the procedure going to 2, resulting in another even harder scream from Rachel.

In the meantime, Tanja had joined the party, surprising us al by the way she was dressed. Aside from the hair color, she was almost a spitting image of Ilsa, the Wolf of the SS from the first film of the Ilsa series of 4, which started in 1975. Tanja had black hair though, whereas in the movie Ilsa was blonde of course like German women were supposed to be according to the Nazis. Her head was covered by a black military cap with the Nazi eagle on the front and below it a human skul . She wore a white blouse, open to her midriff, displaying the cleavage of her firm C-cups, slightly smal er than Dyanne Thorne’s in the movie, but stil imposing enough. A red armband with a swastika on it was wrapped around her left arm, and the outfit was completed by a pair of forties black riding trousers and long black boots, and as a final touch, she wielded a riding crop.

Jeff repeated his torture a few more times, each one going a bit higher resulting in a louder scream and a more pained face from Rachel, then he turned the dial back to setting 1, which stil gave an electric sting but not so painful as to result in screams.

Tanja was looking on but then stepped up to Jeff, put her hand on his arm, and whispered something in his ear, he nodded. From then on the real show started and I started filming.

The first thing Tanja did was hit Rache’s boobs with the riding crop, making sure the clamps were wel fastened. She then addressed Jeff with a stern voice, slightly imitating a German accent, reminding me of another scene, this time of the British comedy show, ‘Allo, Allo’ about the French resistance mostly playing in Renée’s café.

“So what have we here, colonel, a French resistance woman who won’t speak and give you the information you need so you can crush them?”

“Yes major I just started interrogating her but she is not wil ing to give me the information I want.”

“I see, that you tormented her tits, nice, but if you real y want to achieve your goal, you need to tickle her most tender part with that.”

Rachel pointed at something on the table I couldn’t see from where I was standing and continued, “Why don’t you pick up these patches and stick them to her inner thighs and give her a few jolts there, that wil probably loosen al of her lips if you catch my drift…” she said with an evil-sounding laugh.

Jeff, being outranked in this charade, quickly picked up a couple of Compex pads from the assorted things on the table and stuck them to Rachel’s inner thighs, fairly close to her pussy. Next, he attached a wire to each of them, the other side again connected to the device control ing the current flow. Once everything was in place he focused on another set of dials, slowly turning them up. The higher he went the more Rachel tried to close her legs, clenching her teeth with a painful grimace on her face. With the metal spreader bar strapped between her knees holding her legs securely open on the wooden chair that was of course quite impossible.

After a while turning the dials up and down and sending varying electric currents through her sensitive thighs, he turned the device to low, looking for another toy to torture her with while keeping the electric current going through her boobs and legs.

Rachel’s face relaxed a bit, already used to the reduced sting of the lower current.

“She seems to be a tough one, maybe we should stimulate her pussy a bit more. She probably likes it when she is being fucked with electricity rather than by the cock of one of her resistance buddies.”

“Yes, indeed major, good thinking, these whores love it when they get something hard shoved up their holes. We’l give her the ultimate orgasm, frying her cunt, and then maybe her upper lips wil loosen up and she’l speak and tel us what we want to know.”

Jeff picked up another pair of crocodile clamps. When he reached towards her pussy grasping one of her outer lips to apply it to, Tanja stopped him. She moved towards the table her hand going under it, and she pul ed open an almost invisible drawer. I tried to look at what was inside and was surprised to see different sizes of buttplugs, al with an electric wire sticking out and some even with smal spikes.

In the middle lay a nice wooden box, the size of a cigar box but adorned with beautiful wood carvings, which she pul ed out and placed careful y on the table. After closing the drawer again she opened the box. Everybody that was looking on bent closer or got on their toes, curious to see what was inside. The first thing we al noticed was that the inside was covered in a red velvety material and in the center lay a shiny silvery object that looked like a metal dildo. No need to guess where that was supposed to end up, where dildos usual y end up of course, inside somebody’s pussy.

Now I understood why she stopped Jeff from applying the clamps to Rachel’s pussy lips and chose to go for the ultimate chal enge by torturing her from the inside. As her head was wel secured against the back of the chair Rachel had no idea what awaited her as this scene developing to her right, where she couldn’t see. Tanja handed the dildo to Jeff as if she was giving him a precious jewel. When he then turned towards Rachel, her eyes went wide in fear as she saw what he was holding in his hand and realized what awaited her. Electroshocks to the skin are painful, but internal y would be excruciatingly painful. Would she be able and wil ing to continue?

The crowd around her almost col ectively held its breath, and I was one of them.

Jeff could easily insert the dildo into Rachel’s wide open, already very wet, pussy, spreading the lips in the process. When he pul ed it back a little so that a few centimeters remained on the outside, her pussy lips seemed reluctant to let it go.

Once it was in place, Jeff picked up the wire attached to the bottom and plugged it into the contraption with the dials. Tanja bent forward, her face very close to Rachel’s, and hissed, “wel resistance girl are you going to tel us what we want to know? Or shal we fry your pussy? The choice is yours!”

Rachel looked at her with determination in her eyes, playing her part to the bitter end and not giving in to Tanja’s threat. This was Tanja’s cue to give the sign to Jeff to start turning the dial that would bring the electric current to the dildo embedded in Rachel’s wet cunt. He turned the dial to the mark with the figure 5, Rachel shivered and again tried to pul her legs together, but remained silent. I put my hand on Tanja’s arm, after which she looked at me questioningly.

“What does the 5 on the dial stand for?” I asked.

“It means that she got a jolt of 5 mA, which gives her a sting, anything below 30 mA is fairly harmless but the higher you go from 5 to 30 the more painful it is, but it wil definitely not kil you. The dial for the dildo wil only al ow 4 steps of 5 mA going to a maximum 20 mA, the ones for the skin applications go to 30 mA.”

That reassured me a bit, in my mind’s eye I was seeing her shaking as if she had been tasered, but that was not going to happen. Tanja continued in her role as Ilsa.

“Ah we have a tough one here, who prefers to suffer instead of giving us the information we want,” Tanja said with an evil smile on her face as if she was real y enjoying torturing Rachel.

“Higher!”

She shouted at Jeff, who obliged by turning the dial to number 10.

This time Rache gave a squeak but continued to look angry and determined to Tanja, her lips firmly pressed together, as if to say,

“I wil not speak.”

This looked like the start of a competition of wil between these two women. Rachel was bound to lose, but she was clearly determined to go as long as possible before giving in.

Tanja hit her boots with the riding crop she held in her hand, clearly frustrated that Rachel was not yielding and total y in character shouting,

“HIGHER!”

Again, although seemingly a bit reluctant, Jeff turned the dial to the third digit, 15.

This time Rachel was real y shaking grabbing the armrest with her hand, her knuckles turning white, letting a scream escape from her lips. She was suffering, her pussy must feel as if it was on fire. The crowd again held their breath looking on with big eyes. Some women, who had been in Rachel’s position before clapped a hand before their mouths, encouraging her with their eyes to not give in.

“Speak woman, tel us the secret password that wil give us access to the resistance’s lair, or do you real y want us to kil you? Are you wil ing to die for your cause?”

I must say Tanja was good in her role as Ilsa, she absolutely wanted her prisoner to give her the secret password, so she ordered her subordinate to turn the dial up again.

“HIGHER!”

She shouted at the top of her voice, “or do you want to take her place?”

“No Major!” Jeff replied and began to turn the dial again to the maximum of 20mA.

Rachel’s body immediately became rigid, straining against the leather straps, you could clearly see her muscles spasming, her mouth wide open with nothing but air coming out. While slowly turning her back to the scene Tanja said to Jeff,

“If she doesn’t give you the password, shoot her, we have no use for heroes or stupid resistance women,” and walked away striking her boot with the riding crop.

Now Jeff quickly turned al the dials al the way down. Rachel slumped like a wet noodle in the chair her eyes closed but in a way looking relieved that it was over and that she had won the unofficial contest. I assisted Jeff in unstrapping her.

“Are you OK darling,” Jeff whispered, upon which Rache opened her eyes and smiled at him, “how do you feel?”

“As if I’ve been under a steamrol er but I’m OK. It was intense and despite the pain I loved it and I wouldn’t have wanted to have missed this experience. I have one request though…”

“Yes dear whatever you want, tel me…” Jeff replied.

“I need to cum, can you please fetch a Magic wand and make me cum please?”

“Don’t you prefer it for me to lick your pussy instead?”

“Yes, that would be nice as a starter while Lew gets a Wand and applies it to my clit while he sucks on my tits. Can you do that for me, Lew, please?”

“I’d love to dear, after what you’ve been through I’l do anything to make you feel better.” While this conversation was going on between us and since the torture show was over, the onlookers had dissipated. After Rachel slid down in the chair, her legs over the armrest completely opening her up for Jeff to oral y attack her red, but also very wet cunt. I returned with a Magic Wand, switched it to low, and applied it to her love button while I latched on to one of her tender nubs, which stil bore the marks of the crocodile teeth of the clamp that had been attached to it. I licked and sucked it tenderly, getting it quickly very hard.

Instead of screaming Rachel now began to moan, alternated with groans of pleasure and little yelps as Jeff did his thing with his tongue deep between her intimate folds.

I tried to coordinate my sucking and licking of her mammaries with keeping the Wand on her clit. Her breath began coming in ragged little gasps bringing her into an ever-heightening spiral of arousal, drawing her closer and closer to an earth-

shattering orgasm. With al the stimuli she had had in the past hours, it didn’t take us very long to make her climax. She arched her back and stuck her breasts out, pushing them hard against my mouth and nose, while holding the back of my head pressed against her chest, taking my breath completely away while I felt every muscle in the rest of her body tense up. The effect was very similar to the electroshocks, but this time in complete sexual bliss.

Jeff had a hard time not drowning in her pussy juices as she squirted al over the place. He kept swal owing and swal owing as fast as he could while Rachel launched a high-pitched continuous wail of ecstasy. I could see it but I presumed that the whole club turned their head toward the interrogation corner, thinking maybe Rachel had final y been electrocuted to death. Instead, her orgasm washed over her in repeated tides which didn’t immediately die away but kept going on and on.

When she final y slowed down, she slumped back in the chair, like she had done before when the electro stimuli had been removed, releasing both me and Jeff from her body. When I looked at him I suggested picking her up and taking her to the dressing room to recover: he agreed with a thumbs up. While he carried her to the dressing room to recover, some of the people we passed clapped their hands saluting her bravery.

I went to fetch Rachel’s clothes from Jack’s corner and brought them to the dressing room for her to put back on when she had recovered. After dropping them I walked to the bar, where I joined Grace, who was stil chatting with the twins.

“From what I could hear it was intense, wasn’t it?” she asked.

“Yes, but I think despite that it must have hurt like hel , Rachel enjoyed it tremendously. I’m not sure though they wil instal anything similar in one of their vil as. Neither of them said anything, and I think they are stil far too overwhelmed by the experience, but I guess it wil remain a once-in-a-lifetime experience for them…and for me as wel , I can assure you.”

“Oh was it that intense then?”

“You have no idea, I was reliving the movie of Ilsa, She Wolf of the SS but live this time.”

“You saw that movie?”

“Yes of course, what would you expect?”

“Let me think, were you old enough to be al owed in the cinema?”

“I was, come on Grace, for heaven’s sake I’m 60 you know, not 52 like you. You would have been a year too young to be al owed in the cinema at that time.”

“Yes you’re right, but did you like the movie?”

“To be honest the scenes with the naked boobies were wonderful, but from the torture scenes I had nightmares for at least a fortnight.”

“You poor thing, wel that’s why that type of film is forbidden for younger people.”

“Yes you’re right, but I must say I was impressed with our Tanja’s personification of Ilsa, she had it down to the last detail, except for her hair color and the size of her boobs, but that’s a mere detail.”

“I wouldn’t cal Ilsa’s boobs a detail.”

“No, you’re right there she had impressive tits, I wonder if Tanja got the idea from the movie as wel , I’l have to ask her one day…But hang on a second, how do you know about the size of Ilsa’s tits, did you see the movie as wel ?”

Grace blushed and nodded, “yes I saw the movie, in fact, I saw al four of them.”

“How did you do that, you couldn’t have gone to the cinema at your age?”

“Ever heard of video cassettes Lew?”

“Oh I see, you rented them later when they were released on video and you were old enough?”

“No, I bought them during a liquidation sale of video and audio cassettes end of the nineties when I was already in my thirties when these things ran out of fashion and were replaced by DVDs.”

“You stil have them?”

“Of course…You want to see them?”

“What do you think?”

“You naughty boy, but OK I’l lend them to you, or maybe you can come over and we can watch them together, we’l make an Ilsa movie night of it.”

“Sounds like a plan, I’l get us some fancy takeaway and we can spend the evening watching those sexy horror movies together, just let me know when it suits.”

“OK!”

“So what did you discuss with the twins?”

“About the photoshoot, Tanja joined me shortly before her transformation and I explained to them what the plans were for this photoshoot.

“They just loved it when I told them that there would probably be a female photographer.”

“I wil have to supervise unless we can convince Sunshine to do that, then there would be a female photographer and a female supervisor, both interested in boys but also girls, now that could result in some serious fireworks.”

“Do I detect a streak of voyeurism in you?”

“You know I love to watch naked females, especial y if they’re engaged in extracurricular activities.”

“What is it with you boys to be so interested in watching lesbian sex?”

“You know…you get to look at two beautiful naked women instead of just the one with regular sex.”

“Yes, but you don’t get to participate when they’re genuine lesbians.”

“That’s true, but please do remember, men, are very visual, stimulating the genitals can be achieved in many different ways, and sometimes visual stimulation alone can take you a long way.”

“You mean you can reach an orgasm by just watching?”

“Yes, when I was younger and went to see porn in one of those smal seedy movie theatres in Wiesbaden, I regularly creamed myself by just watching and squirming a bit. When I went there I always made sure to have a handkerchief tucked in my trousers in the strategic place so that it wouldn’t show when I got out of the theatre.”

“Why did you go there?”

“When I was younger I wasn’t as lucky as I’ve been the last year, sometimes I went months and months without female company.”

“You poor thing, but on the other hand I do understand, I was in a similar situation a number of years before I met you.”

“For you, it was a bit different, you thought you could no longer interest a man in having sex with you.”

“True, and you proved me wrong. I now realize that age has nothing to do with it, there can be a sexual attraction at any age.”

“Speaking of sexual attraction, I had a chat with Petra…”

“Petra?… Oh yes your cleaning lady, and?”

“Wel , she would like to talk to you about this janitor job, so if you can give her a cal this weekend to set up a meeting that would be great.”

“I could meet her this weekend, Jeff and Rachel wil be gone…”

“Yes and so wil I remember, and Petra would like me to be present at the interview.”

“Yes that’s true, you’re joining them for the weekend to take photos of the vil as Gina and Victoria have to offer and to help work out the deal between them.”

“Yes, I won’t even be home when Petra comes to clean next Monday morning, so maybe you can set up an interview later in the week or the weekend after?”

“I can do that, I’l cal her and let you know when the three of us can meet.”

“Sounds like a plan, I’l be home Monday evening rather late.”

“Flying with Georgina again are you?”

“I hope so, normal y she’s on that flight, but it wouldn’t be the first time her schedule has changed last minute…hey how do you know about Georgina?”

“I’ve got my sources,” she replied with a mysterious smile on her lips.

“I think I know where you get your information from, could it be a certain travel shop owner perhaps?”

“My lips are sealed.”

“Oh my God is there no privacy anymore?”

“Not when it concerns your love life, lover, we keep constant tabs on you.”

“Maybe I should disappear for a few months and go live on a tropical island somewhere.”

“I can assure you we’d stil find you, besides, how would you survive, without female company?”

“Hey, maybe I’l get myself a sex slave before I disappear.”

“You and only one female, no way, you would be bored to death within a couple of weeks.”

“God woman, you know me too wel . But back to the present and the real world, what are the plans for tomorrow with our visiting friends?”

“First they wil probably sleep late after tonight’s antics, then we’re going to look at some more possibilities for vacation homes on the coast, more family-oriented, not everybody is interested in the lifestyle and they do have customers with kids who like to travel to Europe as wel , just to do some sightseeing and relax on the beach.”

“Sounds logical, and what about Saturday?”

“I think I’l take ’em to Amsterdam, they wanted to see what that was like as wel while over here. Sunday morning you’re flying out to Rome, together with them.”

“Yes and I’l spend that day and Monday with them. For the remainder of the week, they’l be in the care of Gina and Victoria who wil take them sightseeing in and around Rome finished by a visit to Tuscany and the winery where both Gina and Catharina trained as sommeliers.”

“That sounds great, I’m sure they’l enjoy themselves, especial y Jeff who wil most probably have to keep three women satisfied, once you’re gone.”

“I think he’l be up to it, he’s young and virile.”

“That he is, oh speaking of them, I think they’re about ready to go home.”

Jeff and Rachel had come out of the dressing room, walking towards us, seemingly recovered from their adventures in the club.

“Yes, I hope they had an interesting evening.”

“Judging by their faces I’m sure they did, so see you Lew, and I’l cal you next Tuesday about the interview with Petra.”

“Excel ent, enjoy your visit to the seaside and Amsterdam, I’l pick them up Sunday morning around 5:30 to go to the airport for our flight to Rome.”

“OK, goodnight Lew.”

Chapter 56

Jeff and Rachel’s visit to Italy.

When I picked Jeff and Rachel up at Grace’s at 5:30 in the morning they stil looked very sleepy. Even after getting sort of used to the time difference during their week’s stay in Belgium, this was stil extremely early for them, or as Rachel voiced it, “It’s the middle of the night!”

They were nevertheless looking forward to visiting Italy. After I parked the car at the airport we got checked in and went to the business class lounge for a morning coffee and some croissants and pastries.

The flight itself was rather uneventful. The purser onboard knew Georgina very wel and she confirmed that there might be a possibility that I would see her on my return flight home on Monday evening. No need to say I was real y looking forward to that, although I was sure I would have some interesting adventures during my two-day stay as wel . You can imagine I was very much looking forward to seeing Catharina again, and so were Jeff and Rachel. I maybe was a little less looking forward to confronting Mario though.

Despite Catharina’s assurance that everything was OK and he understood the why and how of our relationship, I was stil rather nervous since he was now ful y aware of what happened between us after she came clean about it during their American cruise and visit. Wel if he wants to hit me I’l have to take it like a man; hopeful y, he doesn’t want to shoot me or slice me up with one of his very sharp kitchen knives.

Jeff and Rachel needed to col ect their luggage when we arrived at Fiumicino airport.

As I was only staying for the weekend I was traveling just with hand luggage like I used to do when I went on my business trips years ago. Gina was waiting for us at the exit. As soon as she saw me she started waving. She had never met Jeff and Rachel in the flesh; she may have seen pictures of them from her parents’ visit to the States, but that was not the same. When we got to her, she gave me a big hug and kissed me ful on the mouth. I introduced our American friends who, to their utter surprise, got exactly the same treatment, I guess that this set the tone for the remainder of the visit.

Gina asked them if they would prefer to wait for her to pick up the car and drive around or make the long walk to the car with their luggage. Since we had been stuck in the plane for a couple of hours, a walk stretching our legs would be nice.

Getting to Gina and Victoria’s place took us about an hour. Jeff and Rachel thought Gina was taking the scenic route, but she wasn’t. But I knew, from previous visits, that during the trip to the vil a, there were some spectacular views, and of course, Gina wanted them to ful y enjoy those.

When we arrived, Victoria was waiting for us, and we al got a similar greeting from her, with hugs and kisses. Victoria even took a bit longer to kiss Rachel pressing her glorious D-cups against Rachel’s Cs. It would not have surprised me if Victoria had given a smal flick of her tongue against Rache’s lips. It did seem that they looked a bit wetter than before the kiss. Rachel seemed to take it in her stride, after al , I was sure that both Gina and Victoria were aware that Rachel was bi and I guess that Catharina had told Rache everything there was to know about her daughter and her girlfriend during their visit.

When the visiting couple went in they were as impressed by the girl’s home as I had been during my first visit. Rachel was raving about the view while enjoying a cool glass of Spumante. I stayed a bit in the background letting the girls pamper their guests. Victoria touched Rachel on her arm and back, while Gina did the same with Jeff. I seemed to detect that Jeff was even getting a bit of a hard-on. The touches, coupled with both girls sporting breathtaking plunging necklines could have been the reason. It was not every day that Jeff was confronted with two Italian beauties.

To give them the ful experience they had arranged for Jeff and Rachel to stay in one of the vil as they had for rental. As I was only staying for 1 night I could bunk in the guestroom in their place.

Gina took them in the car to the vil a to avoid having to drag the luggage there, so they could unpack and settle in. When they were ready, the Americans could then take the short walk back for an obligatory strong Italian morning coffee. I was unpacked and settled in within a few minutes and joined Victoria in the living room.

“So, what do you have planned for our guests?” I asked.

“We thought that the best would be to have a chat and find out how they see us working together; did they make a deal with Grace?”

“Yes, they did, we may even have found a solution for the hotel service, similar to what they offer in Florida, to be included.”

“Oh do tel how they’ve gone about it. The apartments are not exactly in Grace’s backyard like our vil as are they?”

“No, but next weekend we wil have a job interview with someone I know who could take on that function. Grace needs a person to actual y live on the premises to do that.”

“Nice, and is there enough space to make it work?”

“Yes, the building has a huge semi cel ar which, in the good old days was used as a kitchen, storage area, and even had a few bedrooms for the staff that used to work there.”

“It’s that big a place is it?”

“Yes, when they were built most of these houses had quite a staff, maids, cook, butler.”

“Wow sounds like an episode of Upstairs-Downstairs.”

“Yes, and there wil even be enough space to include a red room for the ground-floor apartment.”

“A red room, what’s a red room?”

“You know, a 50 Shades of Grey red room…”

“I see, is that important for them?”

“You must know they have that type of room in some of their vil as.”

“No, I don’t.”

“Catharina or Mario never told you about them?”

“No, they never did, but now I understand why sometimes when they were tel ing about their trip, they exchanged knowing glances but didn’t say anything.”

“I need to tel Gina…”

“What is it that you need to tel me?” Gina interjected as she came back from dropping our friends at the vil a they were staying in.

“Lew was tel ing me about the red rooms in the vil as in Florida and the one they want to have in one of the apartments in Antwerp.”

“You mean like in the fifty shades movie?”

“Yes exactly like in the movie and strangely enough your mom or dad never told us about these when they were tel ing us about their visit to Florida.”

“Do they want us to have this type of room as wel ?”

“To be in line with what they offer at home, they might want to, in at least one of your vil as.”

“I think we can do that, we also have plans to expand. We can build at least another 3 vil as on the land we have,” Victoria said.

“We would prefer to build family-type vil as there, but anything is possible,” Gina added, “oh, and before I forget they were a bit disappointed the vil as didn’t have a swimming pool.”

“It would be possible to add a smal kidney-shaped pool to each of them, we’ve even been thinking to do the same for our home.”

“You know what girls, in your case, it would even be better if you could add a pool in the shape of a vulva.”

“I never heard of a pool in the shape of a vulva,” Gina said with a chuckle.

“There is someone, possibly with more money than sense, who had a pool in that shape built in his backyard in Belgium, I think you can even look it up on the internet.”

“That I want to see,” Victoria said.

“Wel , you’l have plenty of time to discuss it al with the Americans, what other stuff do you plan to do with them for the rest of the week?”

“Tonight as a starter, we’l have a welcome dinner at dad’s restaurant; I’m sure they would like to see mom and dad again. We’l al have dinner together but afterwards the three of us wil come back here and leave them to reminisce about their trip to the States, and whatever else they want to do. Dad wil drive them back to the vil a where they’re staying.”

“Sounds good, I could do with a nice quiet evening after everything that happened last week.”

“Excel ent, we can have coffee and grappa at our place and you can tel us al about it.”

Dinner was great, Catharina and Marco’s son Mario had real y outdone himself, and even Marco gave him a compliment, stil a rare occurrence according to Catharina.

After the meal, the two couples went to the Italians’ home and Gina and Victoria took me to theirs for what was supposed to be a quiet evening – though it turned out just a bit different.

When we arrived I made a dash for the bathroom for urgent relief of my bladder.

When you get older you need to use the bathroom a bit more often.

Getting to the living room, they were both waiting for me completely naked, standing side by side with arms around each other’s waists. When I came in Gina said, “like what you see Lew?”

“What’s not to like, but I thought we were going to have a quiet evening? And this doesn’t look like the start of a quiet evening to me.”

“Yes we are, don’t you worry one bit, we’l take good care of you, you won’t have to do anything, except maybe get hard from time to time, but as I said don’t worry we’l take care of that as wel , just have a seat.”

They pointed to one of the easy chairs, which normal y stand in a corner but they had moved one to the middle of the room. Gina took up a position behind me and Victoria stood in front of me with a remote control in her hands. She pushed a button and the sound system came on playing a very sexy tune, very appropriate for lap dancing. She began by swaying to the music, her arms high in the air, bringing her gorgeous D-cups to life. At the same time, Gina put her hands on my shoulders and began to rub down my chest. Every time she came to my pubic area she slid back up but stil touched my head with her soft boobs.

She never touched my cock, that’s where Victoria came in, slowly coming closer to me. She opened her legs and straddled me, taking a seat on my lap. Her hands went behind my head and her tits came closer and closer to my face. She wiggled them, smearing my glasses. When she saw what she’d done, she took them off and handed them to Gina.

“We’l come so close to you Lew, you won’t need them anymore,” she whispered in my ear. My face and head was completely surrounded by tit flesh, Victoria’s in my face and Gina’s in my neck and back. I thought to myself if I must die this is the perfect time to do so. On the other hand, it might be more pleasurable to stay alive and ful y enjoy the pleasures of this boob massage. Victoria grabbed one of her mammaries and pressed it against my mouth. This was a total y different lap dance from the ones you normal y get in a pub or bar; I was actively invited to touch and participate. To hel with a quiet evening, I thought, and put my hands on her butt and started squeezing it.

“Ooh! I think I’ve convinced our guest to participate,” I heard her say to Gina.

“That didn’t take very long now did it?” came the response.

Even if I had wanted I wouldn’t have been able to participate in this conversation, my mouth fil ed to the brim with tit flesh, which by the way I was thoroughly enjoying. When, after a while, Victoria pul ed her tit from my mouth, she began to undo the buttons of my shirt. Again completely ignoring me she addressed Gina, “I think he’s wearing far too many clothes, don’t you?”

“Yes he is, high time to do something about it, I’l take care of his shirt, and you handle his trousers. Maybe take his shoes and socks off first, I know he doesn’t like to look sil y, naked and stil wearing socks. We must keep him happy, otherwise, he’s gonna take awful pictures of us tomorrow.”

When I began to protest, Gina almost ripped off my shirt, bent over me, and invaded my mouth with her tongue, shutting me up again. I couldn’t speak, and I couldn’t see anything but I felt that my shoes and socks were removed, quickly fol owed by my trousers. I lifted my butt out of the chair to help, after al , why would I make it difficult for the girl that was set upon getting me as naked as she was?

All of a sudden I felt something being attached to my wrist and before I realized what had happened my hands were cuffed and secured with a rope to the back of the chair. Once that was achieved both girls moved away from me to admire their handy work.

“What’s going on girls? Are we getting kinky al of a sudden?”

They did not respond and looked at me without making eye contact as if I was an object and not a person. Looking only at each other, the conversation, in Italian of course, which I was clearly not a part of, continued.

“Should we secure his feet as wel ?”

“Why, do you think he might kick us?”

Before I could react they grabbed my ankles and secured them to the legs of the chair, thus immobilizing me almost completely. That done they stepped back again looking at me.

“Excel ent,” I heard Gina say, “should we gag and blindfold him?”

“No if we gag him he won’t be any good with his mouth on our pussies, but maybe blindfolding him is not a bad idea.”

After that the light went out, as something, I could only guess, a scarf maybe, was put over my eyes. From now on I could only rely on my hearing to figure out what they had in mind. All of this had brought my budding erection down, and I heard Victoria say, “Oh look his wil y has gone down completely, and it looked so nice and stiff just a few minutes ago. We need to resurrect it, shal I give it the kiss of life?”

“Yes you do that, I’l figure out if he’s stil as good with his mouth as before,” Gina replied.

Somebody pul ed my legs open and began to tickle my bal s, then grabbed my dick with a hand, and started playing with it. When I felt the first signs of an erection, I heard Victoria say, “look it’s coming back to life!”

“Keep going, we need it ful y erect for our next move,” Gina replied from behind me.

“Do I have anything to say here?” I asked, but they kept talking as if I wasn’t there.

“Listen it speaks, it’s alive after al .”

“Of course it’s alive, how else would it get a hardon, but you’re right I need to bring it to ful mast for our next project, why don’t you see if you can get your pussy ready for that?”

“Yes, right you are.”

All of a sudden I felt as if somebody was climbing on top of me. I could also detect a stronger smel of pussy. A couple of hands grabbed the back of my head and pul ed it against a moist snatch. I could see the pictures in my mind’s eye, Gina had climbed up on the backrest of the chair and positioned her pussy in front of my mouth.

“Wel is it licking you?” I heard Victoria ask.

“Yes, it is.”

“Is it any good?”

“It’s wonderful, just like I remembered it.”

“So he hasn’t lost his touch then?”

“No, he’s stil one of the best cunnil ingi, if such a title exists, around. It feels great, how are you doing with the pole?”

“I’m lieieng and mmmumming iieie aaayy aaaa ieie reponnnn ninnel ye.”

(I’m licking and sucking like crazy, and it responds nicely.) I could imagine that replying was a bit difficult for Victoria with my cock embedded deeply in her hot sucking mouth.

When she pul ed off me I heard her say to Gina, “He actual y makes me al wet down below sea level.”

“That’s wonderful, exactly as we had planned,” came the reply from above.

“Big Lew isn’t saying much, so I wonder if little Lew likes what I’m doing?”

“Maybe you should ask?”

“Hey, little Lew do you like the way I’m sucking you?”

This was my cue to surprise them and I made my cock twitch.

“Hey, it answers!

“How I didn’t hear anything, how did it do that?”

“It twitched, yeah look it’s doing it again.”

Gina twisted and looked over her shoulder, looking intently at my glistening cock.

“I don’t see anything, you must be imagining things,” Gina replied turning back.

“No, absolutely not. See it did it again, maybe it doesn’t like you looking.”

“Yeah as if it can see that I’m watching it.”

“Little Lew can’t but big Lew can; come on Lew make it twitch again!”

I felt Gina turn again and twitched my cock one more time for her benefit.

“You see,” Victoria said, “it does like you too.”

“Wel , then you better keep it happy, but don’t make it cum, I want to suck it too.”

I couldn’t believe they kept on talking about me as if I wasn’t there, but yeah with my mouth ful of Gina’s cuntflesh I couldn’t protest much, and besides what Victoria was doing to my dick with her agile mouth felt so good. Suddenly, Gina pul ed her cunt away from my mouth and nose, al owing me to breathe properly again.

“I want to suck him now, you can have your pussy licked if you wish,” she said getting up and walking to the other side of the chair.

“Your sex toy would like to know if there is any chance of making it a bit more comfortable?”

“It’s always the same with these life-like toys, when you give them half a chance to open their mouth they start complaining.”

“Maybe we should put it on the bed and secure it there unless it promises to behave and perform exactly like we want it to.”

“Why don’t you ask it?”

“Will you be good and behave when we release you and move you to the bed sex toy?”

“I wil be on my best behavior ma’am I wil even be able to demonstrate to you what these extensions cal ed hands and fingers can do to elevate your pleasure.”

“Let’s risk it and bring it to the bed, we’l leave the handcuffs on, just in case it doesn’t behave properly, then we can easily restrain it again.”

The ropes were removed and my feet detached from the chair, my hands though remained secured in the back, and the blindfold was left on. One of the girls took my arm and guided me, I guessed, to the bedroom. When I felt the side of a bed on the back of my knees I sat down. They undid the rope holding my hands together, and also the cuffs so I could move and use them again to hopeful y increase their pleasure. I felt someone climb on the bed, put her hands on my shoulders, and push me down. Then she took my hands and pul ed me completely onto the bed, flat on my back. Within seconds I felt a couple of thighs on each side of my head again, while a pussy descended on my mouth.

It was different from the one I had sucked and licked before, so I concluded this must be Victoria. I grabbed her hips and let my hand slide upward to grab her tits.

Yes indeed judging by their size it was indeed Victoria sitting on my face, unless someone else I didn’t know, had joined the party. When someone pul ed my legs open and crawled between them on the bed, I concluded that must be Gina.

Because of the time that passed to move to the other room, my cock had gone half-mast again and was lying semi-soft on my thigh. A soft hand grabbed it and I felt a slick tongue starting to lick around the glans, bringing it back to life. Within seconds it was hard again and gobbled up into a hot mouth.

I concentrated on eating the pussy that was on my face, and my reward came quickly in the form of a generous helping of tasty girl juice. I used every trick in my book to increase Victoria’s arousal. Licking between the outer and inner labia alternated with sucking the inner lips deeply into my mouth, which resulted in some serious moaning from her side. But that was nothing compared to the noise she produced when I moved my sucking to her little engorged gem at the top of her snatch. As soon as I started to nibble on it she went berserk, shouting at the top of her voice.

“Yes, yes, keep going, I love it, I love it, make me cum, pleeeeeaaaaaaseee!”

What could I do when she asked me so nicely? I doubled my effort to do exactly that, make her cum. And cum she did, oh my God, she almost drowned me with her honey, squirting al over my face and pushing her cunt hard against it, making it a bit difficult for me to breathe. As this was not the first time a woman almost suffocated

me with her pussy, I had taken the precaution of taking a deep gulp of air before going for the final attack. I couldn’t stay as long as Nancy without breathing, but I managed the 30 seconds Victoria needed to come down from her high and al ow me to breathe again normal y.

I had been so concentrated on Victoria that I hadn’t noticed that down below something had changed as wel . To bring it back to ful mast, the hot mouth that had engulfed my cock had been replaced by a hot wet pussy. Victoria moved away and removed the blindfold. After blinking my eyes, I could now see Gina’s hot body riding my cock, her arms high in the air, her tits making those beautiful circular movements tits tend to make when the owner rides ful speed up and down on a man’s cock. I didn’t even try to grab them, they were going so fast. I contented myself by holding on to her hips. To get Gina also into la-la-land I moved my right hand from her hip over her abdomen, with my thumb seeking her clit to massage it.

After a good 15 seconds of clitty massage, her dam broke as she reached her orgasm, flooding my abdomen with her girly juices as Victoria’s had on my face just before. The only thing she surpassed Victoria with, was the noise she produced.

When I looked to the side at Victoria, it even startled her. Seeing Gina arch her back, combined with the noise she was making and her pussy squeezing my cock I couldn’t keep from cumming myself. When she felt the first rope of my cum being injected deep into her pussy she shouted even harder.

“Yes, fil me, fil me up completely, I want it al !”

And that’s exactly what I did, but not as noisily as them.

“Do you think you’ve got more left in there to fil my pussy as wel Lew?” Victoria asked with a pout, “or should I suck it out of Gina’s to get a taste?”

“I’m afraid ladies that I’m done for the day.”

“Come on Lew, where is that hot guy we knew from last summer, who could go for hours and hours?”

“Since then, that hot guy had another significant birthday, 60 remember? And he had to get up at 5 am this morning to come and visit you and since it’s now past midnight he needs to get some rest. Don’t forget tomorrow wil be another strenuous day, with the photo shoot in the morning and a lunch appointment with your mom, Gina, and I’l be flying back in the evening.”

“Oh, a lunch with mommy, how can that be strenuous…”

“Gina! THINK!” Victoria interjected.

“Oh my God, you and mommy?…”

“But do you real y need to go back tomorrow already?” Victoria asked.

“I’m afraid so, Tuesday’s a working day for me, besides, you’l be spending lots of time with your guests, taking them places…playing…I wish I could be here to see how you wear out Jeff, I wonder how he’s gonna handle 3 hot women?”

“Wel there’s always Rachel to play with, I’ve heard she’s not averse to some al -

female fun?”

“No, she’s not, and I wonder if your mom is going to try a repeat of her American adventure with her.”

“Mommy had a lesbian session with Rachel?”

“I see she never told you that either.”

“But how do you know then?”

“Wel , Catharina sent me a bunch of e-mails tel ing me most of what they’d done on the cruise and during their visit to Florida. The blanks left by your mom for Florida were fil ed in by Rachel.”

“I see, please tel me more; did something special happen on the ship as wel ?”

“Let me put it this way because I real y need to get some shut-eye, your mother and father rediscovered the pleasures of sex and were initiated into the world of BDSM

and swinging.”

“And dad was OK with that?”

“As far as I know yes and he was also told about my relationship with your mom as wel and perfectly understood it.”

“Now I understand why they looked so happy upon their return from the trip.”

“And when you see them tomorrow, knowing Jeff and Rachel, I can assure you they’l be glowing and probably looking rather tired as wel , so goodnight ladies; make sure you look your best in the morning for the photos.”

I adjourned to the guestroom and fel asleep almost before my head hit the pillow so I didn’t hear the girls go to bed.

I woke up at 7, as I always do, and hit the shower, first very hot then ending with a burst of cold water to wake me up completely. When I came out of the bedroom I was greeted by the mouthwatering smel s of breakfast prepared by Victoria, only wearing a smal apron. I couldn’t resist sliding my hands over her sides going up under the top to fondle her girls, ending with a resounding slap on one of her butt cheeks.

“What did I do to be punished like that?” she asked looking over her shoulder with a smile.”

“It’s not punishment dear, it is just a token of my affection, you as an Italian girl must know that your butt gets pinched or slapped most of the time when you walk downtown.”

“Yeah, tel me about it,” she replied with a sigh.

“Let me make it up to you,” I said dropping to my knees and placing a tender kiss on the tortured body part while slipping one hand to the front and tickling her pussy lips.

“I like that much better…” she whispered.

Another voice from behind me said, “What exactly is it that you like much better dear?”

I looked up, slightly turning, and saw Gina standing behind me, completely starkers.

She looked down at me and said, “Maybe you should do this much better thing to me too…”

“I’l do even better,” I said, placing a tender kiss right on her pussy which was right in front of me.

“Oh yes, this is the way I prefer to be greeted in the morning, please keep doing just that.”

Wel , since she asked so nicely I continued kissing and licking Gina’s Miss Kitty while fondling Victoria’s Kitty with my fingers, resulting in a smal moaning choir above my head. After I gave them both a smal orgasm I got up.

“Good morning ladies, I would like you to serve me breakfast now please.”

“Yes sir, but I need to get our other guests as wel ,” Gina said while quickly disappearing into the bedroom. I heard her slip into some clothes, after which she went out to see if our American friends were up and invite them over for breakfast.

5 minutes later she was back, announcing that our guests would join us in about half an hour, they were stil recovering from their evening with Gina’s parents. I hoped they would be ready for the photo shoot we had planned for this morning. I needed it to be finished by noon, to not jeopardize my lunch appointment with Catharina, as I was real y looking forward to it. It had been quite a while since I had had a “tête à tête” with her. There was no need to worry, about 20 minutes later they knocked on the door to be let in by Gina.

“Had a heavy night?” I asked with a smirk on my face.

“Nothing we couldn’t handle, we had great fun and their apartment is wonderful, but from what I heard not for long anymore,” Jeff said looking at Gina.

“No mommy and daddy are swapping with Marco who wil move into their place, it is much more practical for him now since he took the restaurant completely over from dad.”

“So the old rogue has final y let go of his baby?”

“Wel ever since they went on that trip to the US, dad decided he wants to live a little and not always work, which he did for the past 40 years.”

“Yeah, your mom has complained about it several times to me, never a vacation; he couldn’t leave the restaurant, what would his customers think?”

“I’m happy for them, they deserve to enjoy the years they have left.”

“You make it sound as if they are about to kick the bucket.”

“No, I hope they live to be a hundred, but you never know.”

“That’s true, and that’s why I try to enjoy myself as much as possible as wel . And this morning wil be one of these times.”

“Are you sure?” Rachel asked, “do you think you wil be al owed to take pictures of naked girls this morning?”

“That my dear completely depends on you and my two favorite Italian models.”

“I thought that mommy was your most preferred Italian model?” Gina interjected.

“Yes she is, but you 2 come a close second, with Rachel as my number one American model.”

“Flatterer!” al three of them shouted in unison.

We finished breakfast in record time, giving us ample time to take the required photos for Rache’s folder for her American customers. Wel in fact it would be 3

folders, one of the vil as with 2 pretty Italian girls and an American one wearing a bikini or one-piece bathing suit, one of the same vil as with the same girls topless or completely naked, and a number of photos taken inside again with the same girls, in various tied up poses. Whatever else would happen during the shoots was left to my discretion to capture on a memory card as a photo or even video.

We started in the vil a that was unoccupied for the moment, with the girls in their bikinis lounging on the terrace and Jeff in the background. They would add pictures of them at the pool when the pools had been instal ed. They could handle that by themselves, or if need be, I could always fly over to help them out. Next, my favorite part, with the girls showing off ‘their girls’, ultimately sunning their completely naked bodies in the Italian spring sun. I could see that this seriously affected Jeff’s equipment as wel .

When we then moved inside, the bondage ropes were taken out and both Jeff and I proceeded to tie up the hot naked bodies. First Jeff tied up his Rachel to a support pole in the living area, her hands together, arms high in the air. Her boobs were prominently displayed al owing him to tie them up with a thin rope, which quickly made them turn a light blue going to light purple as he proceeded with the rest of her naked body. As her nipples had become rock-hard he put a clothespin on each.

Starting from the ropes circling her breasts, he drew a rope over her tight abdomen, and down between her legs, pul ing it up hard between her pussy lips resulting in a moan from her. He fastened it behind her to the rope circling her tits. To complete the look he had improvised a spreader bar between her feet using ropes and a broomstick he had found somewhere, pul ing her legs open wide, and thus real y stretching her body as her hands were already tied up high above her head. The Italian girls were fascinatedly watching, awaiting their turn to be restrained.

I didn’t make them wait long, taking Gina’s hand I guided her to the bedroom, where I asked her to lie down on her back on the bed, and proceeded to tie her up in a spread-eagle position. I ordered Victoria to find a feather duster.

From previous visits, I knew that she had thigh-high black boots, which I asked her to put on. By the time I had finished tying Gina up, she came back, wearing not only the boots but also a black bra, leaving the nipples, crowning her imposing rack, uncovered; she had also donned a pair of matching crotchless knickers. The outfit was completed with a black lace butterfly-shaped mask. She total y looked the part I needed her to look. Maybe I should also have asked her to bring a whip as wel as the feather duster, but when she came closer I could see she was way ahead of me, sort of hiding a riding crop behind her back.

“You read my mind.”

“I know you by now Lew, I presumed only a feather duster wouldn’t be enough to create a nice BDSM scene.”

“I guess it’s not only about knowing me but also about your educational evening at the Club, which makes you a bit of an expert now.”

“Cal ing me an expert may be a bit much, but since the visit to the Club in Belgium and the visits we made to some clubs here in Rome, we did learn a thing or two.”

“Good, so you continued your adventures down the fetish path here in Rome?”

“Yes we did and we intend to take our American friends to one or two renowned clubs here in the coming week, a question of giving them a similar possibility here as in your country.”

“Excel ent thinking my dear, you are learning fast on what makes them tick.”

“Good; let’s shoot these pictures, I guess you have understood what your role wil be here?”

“Yes, do you want me to real y tickle or hit her?”

“I leave that entirely up to you, but maybe you should start with Rachel before her tits fal off from the lack of blood flow.”

“Yes that might be best, what shal I do, tickle or flog?”

“The way she’s tied up I think the best thing is to flog, Gina is better restrained for a tickling session with feathers.”

“Yes, I think you are right, but do you think she can stand the pain?”

“She’s tougher than you think, I know, I saw what Jeff did with her in the States.”

“OK, shal I try to remove the clothespins with the riding crop?”

“Go for it girl.”

Victoria in her Dom outfit began to hit the clothes pins, first gently to make them rock and pul on Rachel’s nipps, causing a bit of increased pain, but as she got into it, she began to hit harder and harder to make them fal off. Judging by Rachel’s facial expression, she loved it and even encouraged Victoria to remove them.

The next interesting part of Rachel’s gorgeous body which was prominently on display was her pussy. The rope pul ed between her pussylips was soaked with her juices, giving a good indication of her level of arousal.

First Victoria slid one hand over Rachel’s inner thighs going up towards her promised land, pressing her thumb against Rachel’s little man, resulting in a loud moan from her. When she was satisfied Rachel would love to have her pussy tortured, she proceeded with the riding crop, giving a series of smal hits on the inside of each of her thighs, starting from her knees, going slowly up, and ending with a hard one directly on her snatch. That resulted in a scream from Rachel but was fol owed quickly by a smile on her face. God, I thought, this woman real y gets off on pain. I was snapping away with my camera, capturing both girls together or individual y.

When I thought I had enough photos I signaled Victoria and Jeff that we could now at last go play with Gina.

Jeff continued to play some more with his Rachel as Victoria and I went to the bedroom for her to give Gina a tickling session with the feather duster. When we came in, she didn’t look very happy, not able to move and seemingly missing out on al the fun in the living room. It didn’t take very long for her to start laughing though.

Once Victoria applied the feathers to her completely exposed body she couldn’t stop laughing and squirming. The way her body was moving she looked so sexy, resulting in a definite increase in my blood flow. Gina saw what was happening in my trousers and asked if she could help me in any way, not being able to point but just by staring at my rising problem.

“I’m OK dear, it’s just lifting its ugly head to salute your beauty.”

“I’m sure somebody else wil take care of your problem this afternoon?”

“Why and who do you think wil help me?”

“Come on Lew, we al know you’l be having lunch with mommy and about your relationship with her.”

I couldn’t help but turn red in the face, being reminded of my sexual adventures with their mother or mother in law for Victoria.

“What do you mean, my sexual relationship with your mom?”

“You made love to her when she was a young girl and you photographed her in the nude and you’ve been having sex with her al through the years.”

“You know about that as wel , I thought only your dad knew?”

“Of course we know al about, we don’t have any secrets in our family, and besides with al your visits over the years don’t you think we never asked ourselves some questions? But don’t you worry, we don’t have a problem with it, we also know mommy was bitterly complaining about dad’s lack of interest in her when he was running the restaurant.”

“Oh boy I had no idea you had such an open relationship with your mother, even discussing her sex life.”

“That’s our family Lew, and that’s why mommy never had a problem with me being gay, so I know that she wil take care of your problem this afternoon, where wil you have lunch by the way?”

“We’l meet in the hotel she used to work at when I first met her, a bit of nostalgia you know.”

It was a weird conversation, Gina completely tied up on the bed and Victoria listening with an almost open mouth. From her expression, I gathered this was al new for her and she had no idea of my relationship with her lover’s mom.

“How are you going to get to the hotel?”

“I thought I’d ask you to cal a taxi.”

“If you detach me I’l drive you.”

“Are you sure?”

“I’l do anything for my mom and the man who kept her happy al these years.”

“You have no idea how happy that makes me, knowing that you know about your mom and me, it always felt as if I was cheating not only on your dad but also on you. Catharina told me she confessed about our relationship to Mario during their America trip and I know he had no problem with it, so the cheating part for him has vanished but since I also had sex with you it kept gnawing at my conscience.”

“Don’t worry about it, I don’t and neither does Victoria, but I guess she’l have a total y different view of you and my mom now, won’t you dear?” Gina asked her lover.

“Wow, that is a lot to process, but I understand better now why and how Lew fits in this picture. I knew about his adventures with your mom when they were young and

single, but I had no idea they remained lovers al through the years, I thought Lew was just a good friend of the family.”

“Oh, there’s more, if Lew wouldn’t have had that traveling job when they met, he could have been my dad.”

“What are you saying, your dad? How?”

“Mom was Lew’s love of his life, but his job did not permit him to move and settle in Italy, and mom couldn’t handle a long-distance relationship or seeing him only once or twice per year. So when she began working in the restaurant, where dad was also working, they eventual y fel in love, and the rest is history.”

“They should write a novel about that, I’m sure it would sel .”

In the meantime, we had detached Gina and she’d gotten dressed again. When we returned to the living room, Rachel and Jeff had also rounded off their session and were dressed again. The last thing before leaving was to download al the photos to Gina’s and Jeff’s computers for them to choose from for their brochures. I had already packed my little suitcase so I said my goodbyes to our American friends and Victoria, promising to keep in touch.

Gina took me to the hotel downtown, where Catharina was already waiting for me in the hotel lobby. She had booked a room in the hotel and a table in our favorite restaurant, no longer run by Antonio, but like in Mario’s case, by his son, who also happened to be named, believe it or not, Antonio. Although Antonio junior did have menus in English he suggested al owing him to prepare us a lunch, which would blow us away, and it did. The food was certainly as good if not better than when his dad operated the place. After thanking him and asking him to pass our greetings to his dad we walked the short distance to the hotel and adjourned to our room, for Catharina to take care of my ‘problem’, as Gina had described it earlier.

We made long and tender love, giving each other many orgasms. Unfortunately, my departure time was approaching rapidly and we had to run to make it to the airport for me to catch my flight home. I promised Catharina I would visit her again in the summer to celebrate their silver anniversary.

A pleasant surprise awaited me when a familiar voice greeted me when boarding the plane.

“Hel o Lew, welcome on board.”

“Georgina, I sort of expected to see you on this flight but it’s always a pleasant surprise to actual y do.”

“I must admit, knowing you were on the passenger list, I switched flights with a col eague as she needed to be at home for a special occasion with her parents, so it’s great to see you again too.”

I took my seat and when boarding was complete, I saw that I was the only passenger in business class, and guess which stewardess was responsible for the service in that part of the plane? So once we were at the required altitude, Georgina brought me a glass of champagne and stayed to chat.

“Long time no see.”

“Wel I could say the same: you never came back after your last visit, was it too intense for you? Afraid I would drag you back to the cel ar?”

“Afraid not, but as I said it’s not real y my thing, do you visit the club regularly?”

“I had a very intensive visit the week after your visit, with my cleaning lady Petra.”

“Oh, please do tel me, how was that?”

“She had lost a wager with me and owed me a 2-hour ful surrender session in the club.”

“That must have been a bal .”

“It was, and it served two purposes, it al owed Beth, our local beauty parlor owner, and amateur painter, to final y get enough material to produce the BDSM paintings she had promised Tanja months ago. You remember Tanja don’t you?”

“Absolutely how could I forget, the things she made me experience wil definitely stay with me. When I think about it, I can stil feel some of it, but as I said never again.”

“Oh, I was so looking forward to another session with you in the dungeon one of these months.”

“Keep on dreaming buster…”

“I’m only joking dear, I would never put you through that again, there are others who crave these experiences. I just left one in Rome.”

“Care to tel me?”

“It’s an American girl I met in Florida, who is visiting some other friends I have in Rome, to set up a business together for holidaymakers who are aficionados of the lifestyle.”

“Sounds interesting.”

“It is, it involves a vil a compound in Florida, a few apartments in Antwerp, and a few vil as on the coastline of Rome. Al places offer one or more special rooms catering for BDSM aficionados.”

“Sounds adventurous.”

“It is. I can tel you, in Florida, they have a few vil as with carbon copy rooms of the red playroom from the movies.”

“You mean the 50 Shades of Grey movies?”

“Yes, that’s exactly what I mean.”

“Maybe I should pay them a visit when I’m in the States.”

“It won’t be any fun if you’re alone.”

“Don’t you worry there is always one or other pilot or col eague purser I can take.”

“So the rumor that stewardesses do it with pilots is true?”

“How do you think the mile-high club has col ected so many members? Speaking of, care to join the club or would you prefer a meal instead?”

“I’m afraid dear I’m gonna have to let you down and choose the meal, I had a very busy afternoon in Rome and am running on empty now.”

“Oh tel me more.”

I told Georgina the whole story from the time I met Catharina the very first time and what we had been up to over the years and that afternoon. She understood why I was in a little difficulty joining her club, but told me that the offer would always be open when I flew in the future and she was on board. I also told her she was always welcome in my home when in Belgium. We arrived nicely on time and I did give her a serious kiss before the curtains to coach were opened again just before landing.

That was the end of my Italian adventures with our American friends, and as I was no longer in Rome for the rest of their adventures with Catharina, Mario, Gina, and Victoria I’l let them tel you al about it in their own words in part 2. I don’t think it wil surprise you that it’s mainly the girls who wil do the tel ing.

Chapter 57

Jeff and Rachel’s visit to Italy continues

Rachel.

When Lew was gone, we sort of had an empty feeling, as we were so used to him being around for most of the time on this trip, taking pictures and entertaining us with his stories. Lucky for us, except for Mario maybe, the rest of our Italian friends were fluent in English and they had lots of stories to tel as wel . The first thing we needed to do however was to get contracts written and signed. Not an easy task in Italy, Lew had warned us about it. He used to have loads of problems with the Italian legal advisors for his company when he tried to get European standardized contracts signed. In the end, we found a compromise with contracts in English which were then translated by a recognized translation company for our Italian partners.

This left us the rest of the week to just be tourists.

On our first touristy day, Gina and Catharina took us to the winery in Tuscany where they both had trained for their sommelier diploma. No need to say that by the time we left there both Jeff and I were as drunk as skunks from al the wine tasting. I must say however that Antonia had arranged plenty of food to eat to reduce the effect of the wines a little. It was our own fault: when you taste wine you’re supposed to spit it out, but hey they al tasted so good that we found it a shame to do that. Anyway, aside from tasting lots of wine we also bought lots of wine as wel .

Antonia was going to handle everything for us to ship it to Florida. We were not the only customers she had in the States, so she knew how to avoid the import pitfal s.

When we got back in the evening, the only thing we were any good for was to fal into bed and sleep it off. Not only did the wines taste wonderful, but they also didn’t give us splitting headaches in the morning.

Knowing how it was going to be at the winery our Italian friends had only foreseen a visit to the sights in Rome the next afternoon, leaving us a leisurely morning enjoying the views from the vil a and the surrounding area. In the evening we had dinner again at Marco’s restaurant together with Catharina and Mario. Coffee and grappa were served in their apartment above the restaurant.

I ended up sitting next to Mario and Catharina sat next to Jeff. Mario was tel ing me in the Italian way, with lots of hand movements, about the good old days when they had opened the restaurant. I don’t know how or why but during his explanation one of his hands ended up on my thigh. It felt nice, not invasive at al , just nice. It felt so good that I started to think “Why don’t you move it up?” I think he could read my mind because shortly after I thought about it, I felt his hand move up a bit. I felt I needed to encourage him and bent forward, al owing him a good view of my cleavage. He got the message and began to gently stroke my inner thigh every time his hand went upward getting closer to my panties.

He looked at me and whispered, “You like?”

I just nodded and immediately felt his hand go al the way up, his thumb touching my pussy through my panties. He must have felt that I was already wet. I winked at Jeff, motioning with my eyes at what Mario was doing to me. That was Jeff’s cue to also put his hand on Catharina’s thigh and stroke it, taking her skirt up. At the same time, he bent towards her and kissed her, producing a passionate response. In no time at al their tongues were exploring each other’s mouths. Mario took the hint and invaded my mouth as wel , while his other hand moved towards one of my boobs, stroking it over the material of my dress.

It was high time for me to feel if Mario was up for the job, and he was. I could feel his hard cock trying to get out of his pants. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Catharina get up, take Jeff’s free hand and guide him to what I guessed was one of the many bedrooms in their apartment. The previous time we had only seen the primary bedroom with its king-size bed, on which we had played for several hours, but this time Catharina clearly wanted to have Jeff al to herself.

“Good on you,” I thought, I can have the Latino lover to myself now as wel . From there it moved fairly quickly; Mario’s hands were al over me, seeking the zipper to my dress, which he found rather quickly, pul ing it down, and al owing him to pul the dress off of me over my shoulders. I helped by getting up so that it fel to the floor, leaving me in my bra and panties. As I suspected, we would have a kind of repeat of our first night. When dressing earlier, I had chosen a very sexy, black lace lingerie set that pushed my boobs up making them look much bigger than they actual y are.

Standing just in my underwear, I could see Mario’s cock actual y grow. Believe it or not, but I just love to tease older men like Mario or Lew. When they have sex they take their time to make it so much better for you than those youngsters whose only goal is to dump their load in or onto you as fast as possible. I could however see that it was getting a little uncomfortable for Mario in his pants.

I quickly got busy with his zipper. Once that was open I pul them down, taking his boxers with them, and setting his wonderful Italian cock completely free. I couldn’t help myself and immediately kissed the bulbous head, taking it between my lips, and letting my tongue play around it. I got an immediate response as it went from hard to rock-hard.

It was a wonderful feeling to let it slide into my mouth, and I guess not only for me.

He rewarded me with some satisfied moans, holding my head between both of his hands. After a few minutes, he pul ed my mouth off of his cock, put his hands around my shoulders, pul ed me up, and began kissing me again. I felt his hands start to wander over my body again, searching for the clip of my bra. Contrary to a lot of men I had sex with in the past, Mario undid it with just two fingers. Once unclasped, he pul ed it from my body, setting my boobs free for him to explore further.

And explore he did, first with his hand cupping one, while his mouth went looking for the other. When he took the nipple between his lips I felt it get hard, which he clearly enjoyed, pinching the other between his thumb and finger, giving the same effect. Both got the same fair treatment from his mouth and his fingers.

While he was busy with my boobs I undid the buttons of his shirt and removed it, leaving him naked. Ah, I thought, rather different from some of my adventures with Lew, who mysteriously always seems to remain clothed while his female partner is already completely naked, I managed to get Mario in the buff, while I was stil wearing my panties.

This didn’t last for long though as Mario pushed me down on the sofa and began a trip with his mouth and tongue from my boobs over my stomach and abdomen towards the only piece of clothing that was stil in place, hiding my most intimate part. As you can imagine the offending piece of clothing was quickly removed by his nimble hands, after which he got busy kissing and licking below sea level.

Going by Catharina’s stories about their sex life, Mario clearly acquired some seriously good pussy eating skil s in a very short period of time. Catharina had told me during their visit that Mario went down on her for the very first time in his life during the transatlantic cruise.

His tongue was doing some wonderful things to my pussy lips, first licking between my outer and inner folds, then sucking first the right side and then the left side into his hot mouth. When both sides had received this wonderful treatment my inner labia got the same. My juices begin to flow copiously, but that was clearly no problem for him. I heard him swal ow, which resulted in an even heftier suction I felt on my kitty.

It quickly became clear that he was determined to give me the best cunnilingus treatment of his life, and he did. The way he was licking and sucking on my pussy lips and clit, coupled with the moaning noises he was making, creating a very arousing vibration in my cunt, and made my orgasm meter rise to heights I had rarely experienced in my life before.

I was on the brink of cumming, when al of a sudden he stopped.

I looked down at him and asked, “Why’ve you stopped Mario? That was heavenly.”

“I’ve learned that it is sometimes better to hold back a bit to build a more intense reward, and I have to thank you for that piece of knowledge.”

“Me?”

“Yes, after al the adventures you al owed us to experience in Florida, I started thinking about how I could make up for al the years I sexual y neglected my beloved Catharina. And believe me, I learned a lot thanks to the internet and the number of books I read on the subject. A whole new world was opened for me.”

“And which world would that be Mario?”

“The world of the female orgasm. You may find it strange that I always believed that women never got horny and didn’t like sex and that they didn’t feel much, that they just felt it was their marital duty to let a man have his way and to bear his children.

It made me feel so bad after I found out the truth.”

“That’s very common with men of your generation Mario, but you’ve seen the light, or should I say, you’ve seen the pussy.”

“Yes I have, for the first time on the cruise, and since then I’ve become a real pussy aficionado. I just love everything about them, to look at, play with, and as you just experienced, to explore every al uring detail with my tongue.”

“Excel ent, but now if you would al ow me, I’d like to continue sucking your dick, which is one of my favorite things to do.”

“Please be my guest, but why don’t we both do our favorite thing; how about a bit of 69? Would you like that?”

“Oh yes, that’s one of my favorite positions, it gives the best of two worlds.”

We dropped down to the floor as it would be difficult on the sofa. The carpet we found ourselves on was thick and soft so was very comfy. We both went on teasing each other’s most sensitive parts. I licked around Mario’s cockhead, tickling the frenulum with the tip of my tongue while alternating with sucking his bal s one at a time deep into my mouth. And while I was there any way I made a smal side trip to his perineum, which made him squirm when I licked it. He paid lots of attention to my clit, licking and sucking it, even taking little bites, which sent tiny electric shocks al through my body.

Slowly but surely we were both coming closer and closer to earth-shattering orgasms, with me the first to go over the brink but fol owed within nanoseconds by Mario. He fil ed my mouth with rope after rope of his cum, while I fil ed his with squirt after squirt of my juices. It took us the better part of 10 minutes to come back down from our high. We had turned and lay arm in arm, with me holding his cock in my hand, with my thumb gently gliding over his frenulum, to see if I could revive it and he cupped one of my boobs and gently played with the nipple.

Judging by the noises that came from the bedroom, it became immediately clear that we were not the only ones that had reached a peak. We heard Catharina shout at the top of her voice, “YES, YES, I’MMMMM CUUUUUUMING, OH MY GOD, OH MIO

DIO!!”

I never understood why women cal to God when they cum, it’s not he who makes them cum but the partner they’re with, so, in my opinion, it would be far more logical to shout out the name of the person whose cock or tongue is inside your cunt. But yeah I sometimes do the same and have a little chat with God when I cum.

I wonder what women from other religions shout?

I would have to ask Jeff what he did to Catharina to make her cum so loudly - she never did when they were in the States and had sex with him, nor when I had that very satisfying girl-girl session with her. Maybe I should try to find a way to repeat that while we’re here. I’d have to ask her, I’m sure she would be interested. I was also very much looking forward to having a fling with Gina and Victoria. That would be a first for me as wel . I’d done threesomes with men dozens of times but come to think of it I never had with women. Great, another thing to tick off my list of 69 sexy things to do before I die.

After a little while, Catharina and Jeff joined us again in the living room. We had another drink with al four of us in the nude, something Catharina and Mario told us they’d never done before, but it felt so natural. In the end, we got dressed and Mario, who said he wouldn’t drive when he had been drinking, cal ed a taxi to take us back to the vil a where we were staying. There, Jeff and I did a little replay of our evening with the Italians and he made me experience what he did to Catharina so I also ended up talking to God out loud when I came.

The next morning, we were woken by a knock at the door.

“Rise and shine!” said a cheerful voice entering our bedroom. When I opened one eye I saw it was Gina who had come to wake us for another day of sightseeing. After a nice breakfast, we went downtown and saw parts of Rome we couldn’t have imagined existed. They also told us the whole story of how the city came to be, including the legends of the seven hil s and Romulus and Remus. We had lunch in one of the top ten pizzerias in town and at her mother’s request she dropped us off at their apartment for an afternoon coffee. Gina and Victoria said they wanted to do some shopping and told us they would pick us up later that afternoon.

While I was having a chat with Catharina, Mario and Jeff were going to do some men’s stuff. The men’s stuff was a soccer match involving Mario’s favorite team against their mortal enemies. Jeff had never in his life seen a soccer match and he needed Mario to explain the rules to him, luckily there were some other mates of Mario who were more fluent in English, so in the end, he could fol ow the match. My afternoon with Catharina was equal y satisfying, especial y when she began to tel me what Jeff had done with her the evening before resulting in al the noise I had heard her make.

She insisted on demonstrating how he had played with her boobs, which of course got my motor running as wel and one thing led to another. Within the shortest time, we were both naked in bed together. She confessed that she had watched some lezzi porn with Mario, who also, but not surprisingly, seemed to like it a lot. It even helped him to learn some new tricks, which, I now understood he had tried out on me the evening before. I wondered if he had tried them on Catherine before - wel no better time than the present to find out.

To be able to do that I slid down Catharina’s lush body, leaving a trail of little kisses starting from her mouth, over her neck, boobs, and abdomen, and ending between

her wide-open legs. When I then began licking Catherina’s pussy in the way Mario had used for the first time on me the previous night, according to him, I immediately got a reaction from Catherina.

“I think I know who taught you that little trick.”

“Mmmmmmmhmmmm,” was al I could bring out for the moment.

“It was Mario, wasn’t it? Yes it must have been him, he tried it on me for the first time only last week and I just loved it, as I love it now done by you, oh yes keep going pleeeaaaase.”

What could I do when she asked so nicely, I kept going at her in exactly the way Mario had demonstrated to me. The result was proportional to Catharina’s satisfied noises, making it clear her body burned with pleasure. I love sucking dick, but I definitely love eating pussy as wel , or come to think of it, maybe even more. It probably has to do with the taste.

When you suck dick, you only get a little taste from the guy’s pre-cum and you have to wait for the ful experience until he comes. With a woman, it’s different, you get her taste almost immediately and al the time. The ultimate experience is of course when you can make her squirt and I am rather proud to say I almost always succeed in getting a squirt out of the women I go down on. Based on Catharina’s squirming and moaning I was sure I would succeed with her as wel .

After the remark about where I had learned the trick, the only sound Catharina made were high-pitched moans alternated with the sweetest whimpers so I was startled when she spoke again.

“Would you mind if we go to 69, please? I want to taste your wonderful pussy again.”

You can imagine I didn’t mind at al , so I quickly moved up her body, took the opportunity to give her a ful kiss on the lips, sharing her own taste, and turned around on top of her to continue dining at the Y. I was immediately rewarded by her agile tongue attacking my also wet haven. I felt her try to apply the same trick on me, as I was using on her.

It didn’t take too long for the both of us to reach the orgasm Nirvana, and yes I managed to make her squirt, but so did she with me. As I was positioned on top I heard she had some problems with al my fluids going directly down her throat and squirting al over her face, so I rol ed to the side.

It took both of us a few minutes to come back down to earth, but being the younger one, I managed it a bit sooner than Catharina, which al owed me to turn back around. When I looked at her she had her eyes stil closed, but with a blissful smile on her face. When she final y opened them she looked at me and…

”What? Why are you looking at me like that?”

“You look like a little drowned puppy, dear.”

“I could say the same about you.”

“Yeah I’m sure, you give as good as I do.”

“That thing that Mario did to both of us, which I have baptized as ‘The Mario Move’

sure helps to get things flowing doesn’t it?”

“You can say that again, I can’t remember how long it’s been since I squirted so much.”

“I think we’d better clean ourselves up before our guys arrive, we don’t want to give them the wrong impression now do we?”

Luckily we had plenty of time to take a shower, wash our hair, dry it, and put our faces back on before the guys or Gina arrived.

When Mario brought Jeff back late afternoon, he told me he had thoroughly enjoyed himself. He was not real y surprised the Italians were as serious about their soccer, or footbal as they cal it, as we are about ours. I was happy that they had enjoyed themselves, although in a different way, as much as we girls had.

Shortly afterwards, Gina arrived to take us back to the vil a. We said our goodbyes to Catharina and Mario and urged them to come to visit us soon, now that they had discovered a taste for cruising and traveling.

While Gina had come to pick us up, Victoria had been cooking, and when we entered their home, the appetizing smel s of Italian cuisine greeted us. I must say Victoria had real y outdone herself, and although she was only his daughter-in-law she could also have been a famous chef, just like Mario was, and his son Marco was wel on the way to becoming one. He had managed to keep the one Michelin star his dad had and was working very hard to get a second one this year.

Each dish we savored was accompanied by a different wine, compliments of our in-house sommelier Gina. I was curious if they had plans to treat their guests, who would rent a vil a, to these culinary specialties.

“When you rent the vil as do you have plans to also provide a catering service?”

“We don’t know yet,” replied Victoria, “we wil definitely provide breakfast if the guests want that, but I’m not sure about other meals.”

“If you can serve this kind of food, I’m sure you wil have customers for it, it would definitely be an added value.”

“Absolutely,” Jeff said, “American guests especial y, would appreciate combining the Italian culture Rome has to offer with its culinary delights.”

“I’m not sure I’m good enough,” Victoria said.

“Believe me, you are, and definitely when Gina pairs the food with the wines like she did tonight, you’l have a winner on your hands.”

“It would definitely bring the whole thing to the next level, I wish we had a chef like you for our guests in Florida.”

“If you could add a bit of the kinky stuff to the houses, say a red room it would absolutely be tops.”

“We’ve been thinking about it, ever since our visit to Grace and Tanja’s club.”

“You’ve been to the club in Belgium?”

“Yes, and it was awesome.”

“Oh please do tel , what did you do, and did you meet Tanja?”

“You bet we did, both Tanja and her sub Vag, not only them but also Jack and his sub Elisa.”

“Then I guess you also met Lew’s sub and studio help Jada? And did you have a session at the club?”

“Absolutely, it was a real eye-opener for us, we’d never done anything like that before, we were total novices, but we beat Tanja at her own game.”

“No way!”

“Yes way, she chal enged us and she lost.”

“What did she do with you?”

“She inflicted a lot of pain on us and played us against each other, to see if we would use our safeword and stop her. There was a prize to be gained for the one that lasted the longest without stopping her. As there was only one prize, dear old Lew chal enged Tanja.”

“How did he do that? And what was the prize?”

“The prize was a DP session for one of us with both him and Jack, but then he asked Tanja what would happen if neither of us used our safeword.”

“And what did she say then?”

“Clearly absolutely sure she would be able to break at least one of us, she offered two mouth-induced orgasms by herself.”

“And?”

“I had two earth-shattering orgasms, compliments of Tanja’s agile mouth and tongue, thank you very much,” Victoria replied with a big smile on her face.

“So Gina had the DP session with Lew and Jack? How was that?”

“Wel , I guess as you know them you’ve seen them both in the buff?”

“Yes…oh, I see who did you get up your bum? Lew’s normal size cock, or Jack’s monstrosity?”

“Take a wild guess, who would you like in the back?”

“I would say, Lew.”

“NO!”

“You had Jack’s huge cock up your bum?”

“Yes and it felt fantastic, if you ever have the chance to see Jack again, I recommend you to have him shove his huge cock into your ass, you won’t know what hit you, but you’l thoroughly enjoy it.”

“I’l keep that in mind, so what else did you do?”

Both Gina and Victoria told us in detail what they had experienced at the club and it blew my mind. Wel not real y as we had a fantastic session there as wel barely a week ago. So one thing led to another and we ended up together naked in their bedroom on their huge bed. They showed us the toys they had bought in Tanja’s little toyshop. Looking at them, al of a sudden it hit me, something I hadn’t done for a long time.

Whispering to Jeff, I said, “can we introduce our friends to ‘The Carwash’?”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, please it’s been so long since I had the pleasure of going through it.”

“OK, but you explain it to them.”

Both Gina and Victoria had fol owed our little conspiratorial conversation, not understanding what we were talking about.

“OK girls, we have this thing we do and it takes at least 3 participants plus a number of floggers and as you have a few and we have one too I think we can do a carwash.”

“Carwash?” what the fuck is a carwash? Wel , I know what a carwash is, but how do I match that with a sexual experience? Do you want to go to a carwash and walk through it naked or something?”

“No not real y but think, what in a carwash reminds you of a flogger?”

“Euh…the brushes?”