I awoke to the sound of the shower running. I checked the clock on my nightstand. Wow, it was nearly 10 o'clock in the morning. We'd went to bed at 3am. I'd slept like a baby and felt pretty good. It was dark in the bedroom. I had put thick drapes on the windows because I loved to sleep late. I turned on the light and rolled over. I was the only one in bed. Bill must be in the kitchen and Trudy's in the shower, I thought. I got up and, stark naked, padded into the bathroom. Surprise, both of them were in the shower and Trudy was washing Bill's cock and balls. His cock was hard and she was running her tiny hands up and down the soapy shaft. I started to get mad but thought about it for a second. What was there to get mad about? She was just playing with my piece of property and, after yesterday, she kinda had permission of sorts. Besides, you could tell it wasn't sexual. She was just checking to see how much damage we'd done. I already knew it was just the usual, day after, bruising. It would go away in a day or two, even the big welts on his cock shaft. Maybe today, we'd mount his swollen shaft and ride him for a while. It really felt good with the tampon in it and the swollen welts all filling up my pussy and stimulating the slick walls of my vagina. Good idea. Right after a big breakfast. It surprised them both when I jumped in the shower with them.

Bill got out of the shower and said he was going to fix us all a big breakfast. Trudy and I stayed in the steamy shower, washing each other bodies and exploring all the good spots with our hands and tongues. We shaved each other’s legs and pussies. She loved my big pussy lips and sucked and nibbled on them as I washed her hair. It was a very erotic shower. When we got out and were toweling each other dry, I told her about fucking Bill's swollen shaft after we had breakfast. She got excited and said she was thinking the same thing as she was washing and inspecting it this morning. She knew it would feel good with the tampon making it so fat and the big welts all over it. She asked how I found condoms that would go over it. I told her we never used condoms. We both were checked for STD's and were clean. She said she was not a bit concerned about that from us but she was scared to death of getting pregnant and didn't know if one of those nasty sperms could sneak by the tampon. I told her about the operation Dr. Nancy and I had performed on him. She got so excited when I told her about pulling the cords out and cutting them with the scissors that I thought she was going to pee on the floor. She wished she could have been there to see and experience that. I told her about what I wanted to do, cutting open his ballsac and pulling his swollen testicles out, laying them on the table and torturing them while they were totally exposed and vulnerable. Beating them with dermal hammers and wartenburg wheels, sticking needles in them and holding and squeezing them with my bare hands. Just thinking about it made my juices drool out of my pussy. I could see it had the same effect on her. I told her all about Dr. Nancy and how we could have her over for a session and what a sicko she was. She said she hoped she would be included in the depravity. I assured her she would be an active participant. She smiled and gave me a big wet kiss. Damn, this little girl made me hot.

Breakfast was delicious. Bill made the best scrambled eggs I'd ever tasted. Kind of appropriate when you think about how I scramble his eggs with my needles. We talked about last night and how intense it had been. Bill said Trudy added a whole new dimension to our session and, she might be an 18 year old girl with the body of a 13 year old but her mind was a lot older. She was very kinky and truly sadistic. I agreed 100%.

Trudy told him that, after we cleaned up the kitchen, we were going to take him down to the dungeon and ride his swollen cock and, if he came, she was going to personally beat his cock into sausage with a ball peen hammer. He grinned from ear to ear. He knew how good his control was, he'd just enjoy the ride. He got so excited that he even helped us clean the kitchen.

Trudy took Bill's finger in her little hand and led him down to the dungeon. I followed. We were all still naked and her cute little butt next to Bill was quite sexy. We hadn't locked the dungeon up last night so Trudy just opened the doors and led him in. She put him, face up, on the same bench we'd had him on last night. No wrist or ankle cuffs this time. His cock was hard and sticking straight up, fat with the tampon and still all black and blue with raised welts from the beatings it had endured last night. Trudy offered me the first ride but, with a hand gesture, I indicated she could go first and I would enjoy his tongue massage. I slid my wet pussy over his open mouth at the same time that Trudy was trying to slowly fit his fat cock into her dripping pussy.

Trudy and I were facing each other and I could see Bill's swollen dick slowly sliding into her little girl pussy. It was very erotic. He was tongue fucking my pussy and the feel of his hot, wet tongue inside my pussy walls was so delicious. I could feel the pleasure waves start to build deep inside me. Trudy was slowly riding up and down on his cock and I could see the look of pleasure in her eyes. We were all enjoying the moment. I moved my asshole over Bill's tongue and he immediately penetrated my anus with his hot tongue. I loved the feeling of his tongue inside of my colon, licking deep inside of me, cleaning me with his mouth organ. I started cumming in waves as his tongue probed my asshole. Trudy was moaning softly as she rocked back and forth on his grotesque organ, her eyes rolling back in her head and her little nipples erect and hard as marbles. I couldn't wait for my turn on hard cock. We both were pursuing the endless orgasm and, right now, we were succeeding. Finally, my turn to ride his swollen dick. We switched places. Her pussy was dripping sweet honey in golden strands as she mounted his face and presented her pungent asshole to his warm, probing tongue. Her back initially to me, I watched as his pointed, pink mouth organ slowly slipped past her willing sphincter to invade the dark insides of her sweet, teenage ass and perform his magic colon massage. My envy was short-lived as his rigid meat impaled my sloppy wet pussy. It had been a few weeks and the fat cock with all its' welts immediately brought me to orgasm after orgasm. I wished it was fatter and longer. I wanted it inside of my uterus. Trudy stood up, turned around and smashed her tiny pussy hard on to Bill's face, grinding her clit on his tongue and sliding her asshole over his nose. We leaned towards each other and locked our open mouths, tongues entwined, hands seeking nipples as we came and came in mind-blowing orgasms. Sated, we collapsed over Bill, our pussies swollen from excitement. We laid there for quite a while, our breathing and heart rate slowly returning to normal. Whew, that was a great way to start the day. I told Bill to clean the dungeon, pack some wrist and ankle cuffs, rubber donuts, 2 floggers and high heels for both of us. He was to get dressed in shorts, t-shirt and hiking boots when he came upstairs. I had a plan for a fun afternoon. With that, Trudy and I went to take a shower and get dressed for our afternoon with Bill outdoors. I told her my idea when we got out of earshot and she loved it. We rinsed off quickly and were getting dressed when Bill came in, ready to go. We were both in short shorts, halter tops and hiking boots. Amber's clothes and shoes fit her reasonably well and she looked so cute. We packed a very light lunch and I told Bill our plans for the afternoon. I had, unknown to him, found a small clearing in the woods about 1/2 mile from the cabin. I had put eyebolts in 2 trees and cleaned all the brush and limbs around them. It was to be his outdoor torture garden.

We locked up the cabin and headed for the woods on the other side of the pond. We found the small trail I was looking for and, after about a 10 minute walk, came to the clearing. I told Bill to remove his shorts and t-shirt. He didn't have any underwear on. I'd thrown all of it away months ago. We put the cuffs on him and spread-eagled him to the eyebolts I had put in the 2 trees. We spread his legs as far as they would go but left his arms a bit looser but tight enough that he couldn't protect himself from whatever we would do to him. I slipped a handful of rubber donuts around his swollen ballsac, picked up one of the floggers and handed the other one to Trudy. She had told me that she had always fantasized about whipping a helpless man. I had never given it much thought but, now that we had him strung up, I was looking forward to striping him with the whip. Trudy went first and she had him flinching from the first blow. I followed and we soon had a nice rythym going as we started at his shoulders and worked our way down his back to his ass and thighs. The real fun started when we started on his front side. His chest and stomach quickly turned bright red with welts and his thighs were striped from our blows. The grand finale was our attack on his defenseless cock and balls with our whistling whips. He tried so hard to dodge our floggers but there was no place to hide. His entire groin was red and inflamed from our whipping. Damn, we were both sweating. This was a lot of work. I pulled out a joint and we all shared it. Bill needed something for the pain, and the pain to come. I saved the roach for later and we took off our hiking boots and slipped on our classic pumps. Bill knew a ball kicking session was coming and gave me one of his pleading looks. I pulled out a scarf and tied it over his eyes. We took our time kicking his swollen nuts. They were so big by now that they were pretty hard to miss. It was fun to do with the blindfold on him. We might kick him every few seconds, then wait a minute or two before the next one. He never knew when it was coming. We tired of the woods and decided to go back to the cabin and take a nap before tonight's session. Trudy asked if we could drop her off at her car and she'd follow us back. Worked for us.

After dropping her off I asked Bill what he thought about asking Trudy to live with us. She would be a lot closer to school and she'd told me that she hated living with her parents. She could use the guest bedroom and she would be company for me on the nights he stayed at his place. Besides, she was so cute and so sadistic and so kinky. She'd be fun to have around for our sessions. He said it was a great idea and what guy wouldn't want a sexy 18 year old, that looked 13, torturing his balls? As soon as she walked in the cabin, I popped the question. She looked real serious for a minute, then smiled and said that is the best offer she'd ever had. She would tell her folks tomorrow and move her stuff that weekend. We were thrilled and so was she. We all got naked and laid down in bed for a nice nap.

When we awoke, Bill was already in the kitchen fixing us a late lunch. Trudy and I were cuddling in our sleep and her little hand was cupping my shaved pussy. I slid my tongue in her mouth and explored the warm inside. She opened her eyes, smiled at me and took one of my erect nipples in her mouth. What a great way to wake up. She told me she was so excited to be moving in with us. She wanted to know how much access I would give her to Bill and the dungeon and what would the limits be? I told her that, for the first month, I would be with her most of the time we played with Bill and she would easily figure out the limits that we're at now. She could, of course, use him anytime to pleasure her pussy and ass. She said that she appreciated the guest bedroom and would keep her stuff in there but she'd like to sleep with us. Of course she could do that and she would be a great bed partner on those nights Bill wasn't here. Bill yelled and said the food was on the table. We went out to see what he'd fixed. Yummy, spaghetti with mushrooms. We all dove in.

After we ate, we jumped in the car and headed for the farm store. We needed some of the long vinyl gloves, elastrator bands and another elastrator. Trudy found a great tool that farmers used on horses. You fit their lower lip in it and then tightened it down with an eyebolt-type screw. It would work perfect on Bill's balls and you could either lead him around with it or attach weights. I loved the farm store.

When we got back to the cabin, I gave Trudy the combination and a spare set of keys to the dungeon and cabin. She was tickled. I sent Bill down to irrigate his colon and then get in the gyno chair. After he left, Trudy said she wanted to stretch his balls out really far with the weights and then torture them. She also wanted to try to put her foot in his ass. I told her we'd never done a lot of ball stretching but he had taken 50 pounds once and they really had gotten long. I didn't know about getting her foot in his asshole but I'd love to see her try. We both laughed at our plans as we got dressed for the session. Bill had told me to order Trudy whatever shoes and outfits she wanted and we were going to do that later this evening. She gave him a big hug when I told her. I'd make sure she picked out lots of schoolgirl type outfits. I loved that she looked like a 13 year old girl. She decided to wear a short plaid wrap skirt, a sheer white blouse, unbuttoned to the waist and 4 inch heels with a pair of sheer, crotchless, white pantyhose. I opted for my fishnet thigh highs in red, a red vinyl dress, very low cut and red patent classic pumps with straps. We looked like a kinky mother/daughter on the first day of high school. Bill gave us a long wolf whistle when we came out of the closet. We did look good and we were both in the mood to play hard with him.

First thing was to secure him tightly into the gyno chair, making sure he couldn't wiggle an inch. Next, I pulled out his tampon and snapped an elastrator band on his swollen testicles. Over that I fixed a leather band with eyelets and tightened it as tight as I could pull, right over the top of the elastrator band. It had a d-ring, which I positioned at the top of his ballsac. His cock was dripping precum already. Trudy stuck her finger in his peehole, sinking it all the way to her third knuckle, pulled it out and made him lick it off while she viciously twisted his nipples with her other hand. She was really in the mood. I attached the rope coming out of the pulley in the ceiling to the d-ring and put 20 pounds on it, just to get him started. His balls immediately snapped upright and stretched out 5 to 6 inches. Trudy looked at me and smiled. She moved between Bill's legs, pulled on a long vinyl glove, put some lube on it and started fucking his ass with her arm. She quickly got it in past her elbow and started pistoning back and forth, going deeper with each stroke. Meanwhile, I had added 10 more pounds to his balls and they got a little longer. He was moaning but I could tell he was enjoying it, even though it was a little painful. Trudy put her other hand in his ass, first smearing some lube on it from the excess around his crotch. It slid in easily until she got to the elbow. After considerable pushing, it popped in and she started a slow fucking motion with both arms inside of his distended colon. It was very erotic to watch her do it. Those thin, teenage arms appearing and disappearing in Bill's ass was almost hypnotic. I added another 10 pounds and his balls pulled out a little more. 40 pounds and more to come. Trudy pulled her arms out of his ass and pulled the gloves off. She kicked off one of her high heels and stripped off her nylon, then generously lubed up her dainty foot. She leaned back and positioned her toes at the entrance to Bill's ass. Slowly, her foot slid into his ass. The fluid was dripping out of my pussy as I watched. She got to the heel and, with a quick shove, it popped past his sphincter and her leg was now firmly inside of his ass. Damn, this was too hot. She was nearly to her knee and that seemed to be the end. She was methodically shoving her leg into him but it wouldn't go past the knobby part of her knee. I added 10 more pounds to his taut balls and they responded by getting a little bit longer. They must have been close to 9-10 inches now. The ballsac was all purple and shiny. His cock was hard and the precum was flowing out of his dilated peehole. I grabbed ahold of Trudy’s thigh and started pushing. Bill was moaning loudly and about half of her knee was in his ass. I slathered a bunch of lube on her knee and thigh. We both pushed. Wow……it popped in. I couldn’t believe it and neither could she, or Bill. His eyes looked like sunny side up eggs. Trudy had her knee and part of her thigh inside of Bill’s ass. It was so erotic to see her slowly pumping it in and out. His asshole was never going to be the same. She needed help getting her leg out of his ass and I pulled her backward as she was extricating herself from his butt. It was almost funny to watch. She hobbled towards the bathroom to clean off her leg. While she was gone, I brought over another 50 pounds of weights for his balls. His dick was still hard, even though his asshole was so dilated that I could see 6-8 inches inside of it. I could put my hand in it with no lube at all and I was barely touching the sides. How cool was that? I grabbed his hard dick with my right hand and jammed the middle finger of my left hand into his peehole. No resistance at all. I went all the way to my last knuckle. I wished my fingers were longer. I tried getting two of them in there but my fingers were a lot bigger than Trudy’s and I just couldn’t get it done. I did put a couple of mean alligator clips on his nipples. They always brought tears to his eyes and I liked seeing that.

Trudy returned, all refreshed and looking cute as a button. Hard to believe that this cute little teenager was such a sadistic bitch. First thing she did was add another 10 pounds to Bill’s balls. He really moaned. They had never had this much weight on them and they were close to being stretched 12 inches. She listened to him for a couple of minutes, all the time squeezing the alligator clamps on his nipples, before she put another 10 pounds on. 70 pounds total were stretching his ballsac and his swollen testicles. They were really tight and well over 12 inches now. She started slapping them, softly at first, then harder and harder. I thought we might have to gag him, he was getting so loud. She balled up her little fist and punched his swollen ballsac. It was making me so horny, just watching her torture him, that my pussy was literally leaking arousal juices. She paid no attention to his moans and cries, she just kept on punching his balls. After 5 minutes or so, she added another 10 pound weight. 80 pounds of weight was relentlessly pulling on his balls, stretching them until the skin looked almost translucent. She picked up two of the 1 inch dowel rods, handed one to me and we both started beating his balls. She was beating the right testicle and I was beating the left one. We got into a rhythm of sorts and, like a metronome, we were thudding the heavy wood rods on his exposed, swollen, defenseless testicles. It was such a power trip. He begged us to stop. We did for just a minute while Trudy attached another 10 pound weight to the bar. I couldn’t believe they didn’t just rip off but maybe she was right and we’d get 100 pounds pulling on his nuts. They must have been stretched at least 15-16 inches by now. It was so awesome to look at. I was loving it and I could tell Trudy was going nuts. Her eyes were all glazed over. We looked at each other and smiled like little kids in a candy store with a credit card. We swapped out the dowel rods for a pair of rubber mallets and started our rhythmic pounding of his balls. He was finally making so much noise that I stuffed a used pair of thigh highs in his mouth and put duct tape over it. That at least muffled the sound. We decided to smoke a joint before she added the last 10 pounds. Bill quieted down when we weren’t beating his nuts. The weed was some really good stuff and we got a great buzz going. I gave Bill a few shotguns up his nose and even he mellowed out a little. We finished the joint and Trudy made a big production of hanging the last 10 pounds of weight. I thought it might be the straw that broke the camel’s back but all it did was elicit a huge groan from Bill and add another inch or two to the distance his balls were stretched out. It was amazing. They must have been close to 18 inches and, as the weight kept pulling, the distance kept increasing. I’d never thought about having low-hanging balls but, as I thought about it now, it sounded pretty neat. We let him lay there for a few minutes while we picked out 200 needles. I was in a sexual frenzy now and wanted to really do some nasty things to his balls. I wanted them out of their little bag so I could really play with them. I knew it was going to happen someday. I needed to call Dr. Nancy and set something up. Every time I got this worked up, I wanted to do it but needed some expertise.

Bill’s balls were so stretched out that we didn’t have to sit down or bend over to put needles in them. They were almost at eye level, in fact, for Trudy they were at eye level. We had picked out a selection of of 1 & ½ inch, 2 inch and 3 & ½ inch needles, 25 and 27 gauge. I figured the combination of being severely stretched and having needles put in would cause him some wonderful pain. I almost took the gag out but I wasn’t up for listening to the noise right now. It was a lot harder to get a needle in than usual. We even bent a few of them and he really moaned when we continued to stick them in. It must be because the balls were so compacted by the continual stretching that the meat was denser and therefore harder to penetrate. That was all right. It just meant that it would take us longer to get all 200 in him and, if the meat of his testicle was denser, I would guess that the nerves were also. How nice for us. We spent over an hour inserting our needles into Bill’s tortured testicles. We would do them at the same time, very slowly, about one every 45 seconds or so, and we’d try to meet in the middle when we each had a long needle. We only succeeded a few times but the decibel level of his moans would increase considerably. We would smile at each other every time we did it. After about the 15th needle, my pussy started feeling the pleasure waves building in it and, from about the 25th needle to the last one, I was having one orgasm after another. I could tell Trudy was having the exact same experience. Her eyes were glazed over, her lips were parted and she looked like she was in a trance. I’m sure I looked the same. We helped Bill up and he walked, spread legged, over to the bench where we secured his wrists and ankles. Trudy laid his needle filled balls on the bench. They were still stretched out a good 12 inches. I loved the look. We’d be doing a lot more stretching of his balls in the future. I wondered if we could get them to hang 18 inches or more if we really worked at it? I’d have to give Dr. Nancy a call. She’d probably know what the limits were. Trudy said we needed to find a way to suspend him from the ceiling, face down, with his balls hanging about head high. We could punch hell out of them as they swung back and forth. I told her that it was not a big deal to suspend him. We’d have it figured out by next week. We had plenty of pulleys and winches to do the job. It did sound like fun. I had a few ideas on how to do it for maximum access.

The bands had been on his balls for over 2 hours by now and they were really turning all sorts of pretty shades of blue and purple. This was my favorite time. One of us would be sitting on Bill’s face having her pussy and ass pleasured while the other was torturing his cock and balls. The one sitting on his face was responsible for tormenting his nipples. The idea was to keep him in constant pain while we were in constant pleasure. In my mind, and Trudy’s, that was exactly how it was always supposed to be. His pain and suffering was our pleasure.

It was my turn to go first, I straddled Bill’s open mouth, spread my ample ass cheeks and slowly lowered myself onto his pointed tongue. The feeling of his tongue penetrating my sphincter and invading my canal was always so good and so erotic. He slowly stroked his tongue in and out, massaging my puckered asshole with his hot, wet organ. In just moments the orgasms started. I moved my swollen pussy over his face and he tongue fucked my dripping love hole. I moved slightly and he sucked my clit into his mouth and flicked his tongue over it as more orgasms coursed through my blood engorged pussy. At the same time, Trudy was pulling needles partially out, nearly to the end, and then shoving them back in at different angles. Her other hand was shoving two of her small fingers into his peehole and finger fucking his cock. His precum was running out of his dick and coating her fingers and his hard shaft. His moans were vibrating inside of my groin, causing more waves of pleasure inside my pussy. I finally could stand no more. My pussy was so sensitive that it felt like it was on fire. Trudy’s turn on his face. She quickly mounted him and started sliding her pussy and ass back and forth across his flicking tongue. Her hands were like talons on his puffy nipples, twisting and pinching them, eliciting loud moans and tears flowing down his cheeks. I grabbed one of the small rubber mallets off the cart and started hitting his balls. I was pounding the needles into the core of his testicles. I took one of the big dowel rods and started beating his hard cock. It was standing straight up and I was beating the sides as hard as I could. The precum was flying all over his belly, thighs and balls. I was still cumming in waves. Trudy was in total ecstasy and had firmly planted her ass over his mouth. I knew his tongue was as far into her asshole as he could push it. She was moaning like a sick puppy. Every time she would cum, her nipples would get hard as little marbles and her entire body would vibrate. Soon, it was a continuous moaning and shaking as orgasmic lust took over her body. His nipples were bright red and a yellowish fluid was leaking out of them. If this wasn’t heaven on earth, I don’t know what was. We both finally collapsed in a heap. Totally spent from our wild orgasms. Bill’s cock was still hard but he was going to have to wait to cum. I just couldn’t do it right now. We’d clean him up, take the needles out and the bands off his balls and let him have one then, maybe.

It took 30 minutes to clean everything up and, by then, we were all feeling a little better. He was still hard and Trudy and I decided to give him a nice, slow orgasm. I put an elastrator band on his cock, Trudy shoved one of the supersize tampons in him and we took turns stroking his cock. As he got closer to cumming, Trudy stood over his face so he could look up at her darling little pussy and catch the strands of girl goo that were still leaking from her. That’s all it took. I could feel the orgasm building in his cock. It finally boiled up from his prostate and then, once again, found it had no place to go. I loved putting my fingers below the band and feel the pulsations as the sperm tried to escape. He must have been super horny because his orgasm lasted for at least 10 minutes. The pulses were much stronger than normal and he never took his eyes off of Trudy’s pussy. Whew, what a great session. Plus, Bill’s balls were still hanging way down, at least 10 inches, maybe 12. I knew they would go back up but with a lot of training I bet we could keep them long. We cleaned him off, locked up the dungeon and decided to go out to eat.

While we were having dinner, Trudy said she had a little something she wanted to tell us. It seems as though she had been talking to Amber, my oldest, and had told her about moving in with us. Amber was pretty bright and wanted to know exactly what was going on. Trudy said she didn’t exactly tell her what was going on but did tell her that it had something to do with playing with Bill. Amber said she already had figured that out. She told Trudy that she had suspected Bill was mom’s slave and plaything a long time ago. Now, she was interested in how Trudy fit into the whole thing. Were we both playing with Bill? What were we doing to him? Did this have something to do with the basement at mom’s new place that you couldn’t find an entrance to get in? Trudy said that Amber had told her that she had always wanted to play with Bill. She said she had a bit of a mean streak, inherited from guess who, and would love to practice it on him. Trudy told her that she would have to get any more information from me. She was getting her first leave from the Air Force, 2 whole weeks, in about a month and was planning on coming home. I told Trudy that it wasn’t a big deal and I’d give Amber a call as soon as we got home. In reality, the thought of having my daughter in on our play was very exciting to me. That would be so kinky and so fucking erotic. Three women torturing poor Bill, one of them my daughter, might be more than his heart could take. He just smiled at both of us and took another big bite of his steak. It looked like his puffy nipples got a little harder. He was sicker than me.

When we arrived at the cabin, I told Bill and Trudy that I was going to call Amber from the porch and they could put a movie on if they wanted while I explained as much as I could to her. She answered on the 2nd ring and said she wondered how long it would take me to call her after I found out that her and Trudy had been talking. We both chuckled about that. I asked if she could talk for a while because this would take some explaining. She said she was all ears. I just started rambling about how all this got started and what it had progressed to now. I told her about finding Trudy by posting on Craigslist. She asked for specifics and I told her about all the things we did to Bill. I told her all about the dungeon and how cool it was. She wanted to know if Bill was my slave and I was his Mistress. I told her it was way more complicated than that. Over a period of time, we had found out that we have interests that complimented each other. I told her that he was a sexual masochist and I had discovered that I was very much a sexual sadist. I enjoyed torturing him but I wasn’t into whippings or beatings unless it was to his cock and balls. She laughed at that. I told her we didn’t do any of that “Yes Mistress” shit but I was definitely in charge if it had anything to do with sex. Outside of that realm, Bill was the man in charge. She wanted some specifics and I told her about his nipples and what we’d done to them. She said she knew I’d done something because it was hard not to notice how much they stuck out, more than hers and she had very puffy nipples. I tried not to get too specific but, staying more general, I told her about the needles in his balls, the enlarged peehole we could stick our fingers in, how we had dilated his asshole so we could stick our fists in him, the vasectomy Dr. Nancy had performed and I also told her how we had stretched his balls out today during our session. She wanted to know what all Trudy had done and I told her that she’d done everything we had just discussed. She asked more about the dungeon but I told her that she’d have to see it to believe it. We talked for over an hour and she told me that she had always had these urges to hurt men in their cocks and balls. In high school she had kicked one of the football players, who was teasing her, right in his nuts and he fell down holding them and groaning. She said it had given her a great feeling in her crotch and she’d told Trudy about it and she said that she’d love to kick all guys in their nuts. She never mentioned anything about her and Trudy having girl/girl sex and I didn’t bring it up. She said she’d be coming home on leave in a little less than a month and she was now planning on spending a lot of time with me, Bill and Trudy. I told her it was pretty kinky and she told me that she was pretty kinky and I’d find that out in a month. I asked if her sister, Carla, was coming home on leave also and she said that she wasn’t. She was going right on to her next school and would be home around Christmas. She also told me that she was going to be based at Scott Air Force Base, Illinois, for her permanent duty station and would possibly be able to get home at least once a month. It was only about 250 miles from here and, if this was as much fun as she thought it was going to be, she’d make it home twice a month. They said she would get two, three-day passes a month. We did the “I love you’s” and the “see you soons” before I hung up. I was looking forward to her coming home. I hadn’t seen her in over 4 months, plus the absolute kinky idea of playing side by side with her had my pussy dripping juices.

I went in and told Bill and Trudy about the conversation. They both got very excited and couldn’t wait for the month to pass. Trudy said I’d find out that Amber was a very kinky little girl. I told her I was planning on it. Bill had also come up with a design for hoisting him up with unlimited access to his cock, balls and nipples. It consisted of a piece of ½ inch marine plywood with holes for his cock and balls and cutouts for his nipples to stick through. He would cover it in black leather and affix eyebolts at each corner with a chain attached to each one, then they would all come together about 3 feet above the plywood. We could put it under one of the pulleys and operate it with the electric hoist. His arms and legs would be secured to the corners and his toys would be available for us to play with. We looked at his sketches, made a couple of small changes and told him to get it built. He said it would be done in a couple of days.

I went to bed early. I was just bone tired and wanted to get a good night’s sleep. They said they were going to watch a movie on HBO. I came back down 20 minutes later to get a bottle of water and Bill had his head in Trudy’s lap, suckling on her sweet little nipple. Her hand was in his lap, two fingers inside of his peehole, slowly finger fucking him. She winked at me and smiled. I winked and smiled back.