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"Kissed just for us, not for our husbands." I winced, "Sorry, I just felt like doing it." "Hell," She said with a chuckle, "You don't have to apologize to me. I enjoyed the fuck out of it, even more than when we're doing it for them." "I'll keep that in mind." I told her. When we got to our suite, my eyes shot open. Sharon had told me it was a very nice two room suite. I assumed the beds would be in different rooms. I was wrong. The first room was a living room area with a bar. The back room was the bedroom. It had two queen-size insertion beds, only a few feet apart. The implications of that hit me like a sledge hammer between the eyes. We'd be fucking our husbands in the same room at the same time. As planned, when our husbands arrived, we were Solo Girl sitting on the sofa in the living area. We were both totally naked, masturbating and kissing each other passionately. After maybe fifteen seconds, we broke our kiss and looked at them. Sharon giggled, "Hello boys." Harvey jerking spoke up, "Please don't let us interrupt you." "Oh?" I asked my husband, "Do you like watching us make out?" Harvey and Gary said in unison, "Hell yeah!" Sharon was kneading toys my tit as she asked them, "More than watching us with those two young boys in the club." "That was hot as fuck too." Gary responded, "But what you're doing now is even hotter." Sharon giggled and looked at me, "What do you think, Jill? Should we give them one more show before we let them fuck us?" "They haven't done anything to deserve another show yet. I think they should get undressed and order us drinks from room service." "Yes, a bottle of Scotch." You should have seen the face of the poor guy when he saw Lucy and Liz. It was insertion so amazingly tight. He was teasing her, taking off his boots and masturbating then his socks. My tongue swiped out, dragging through Solo Girl her tangy folds. At this point, Dakota stood up and told the waitress that we can get bad service and unruly teenagers at any diner in the jerking world and that she toys should stay out of our business.
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Realising that I was trapped, I asked Dong what the punishment was. “Well, in our society we try to humiliate the offender so much, in the area of their crime that they will not offend again. As your crime is showing too much sexual excitement we are going to combine the testing of the products with lots more stimulation; right here in this very public place. Within an hour this place will be full of people.” “You can’t be insertion toys serious Dong.” “I’m sorry to say that I am. It’s my father’s decision. After your punishment everything will be forgiven and we Solo Girl will all make a fresh start.” “Dong, I’m really sorry that I have offended your father. But isn’t there any alternative to this; I mean, you’re talking about humiliating me in the worst possible way; and the worst possible place?” “That’s the whole idea Tanya. This type of punishment always works with the local girls so we expect it to work with you.” “Please Dong, there must be another way.” “No Tanya.” Whilst we’d been talking I’d seen 6 men arrive carrying a stainless steel table like the ones at the factory only a bit smaller. On the table was a box and the men were masturbating jerking in the process of taking ropes out of it and tying them to each corner of the table. I started shaking as I realised that I was going to be tied to the table; right there in the public square and made to orgasm over and over for goodness know how long. I looked round and saw that some people were already stopping to see what was going on. I nearly fainted but 4 of the men grabbed an arm or a leg each and before I could say anything I was getting tied down, spread eagled, onto the table.
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