Unexpected Weekend Ch. 02

I woke up at the break of dawn. I remember the tropical morning was so refreshing, it literally was a paradise. It was confusing at first; I had thought perhaps it was all a dream. However, as I sat up and looked over the edge of my bed, I found Bonnie and Wendy tied and gagged on the floor, the way I had left them the previous night. They were both still asleep, so I tried by best to keep quiet and tip-toed over. However, the sound of my movement woke them both. Wendy had this surprised look on her face, I guess she wasn't expecting to wake up tied and gagged on the floor. After untying them, Bonnie got up cheerfully and headed to the bathroom. Wendy sat there in an awkward silence just spacing off. I guess this was her first opportunity to process what occurred last night.

She flinched the moment I touched her hair. I softly asked her, "You alright?"

She replied with an awkward smile, "Yeah... just gimme a minute."

So letting her be, I went into the bathroom. Bonnie was already in the shower and I decided to join her. As we showered, I made out with her while roaming my hands all over her slippery soaked body. Then looking into her eyes, I asked her, "How did you like my surprise?"

She smiled and replied, "I honestly wasn't expecting a girl. I thought all guys like to watch a girl gangbanged by other men."

I briefly went over the history between Wendy and I- how we met, what we've tried, and what her limits were. Then puzzled, I asked her, "How far... how far... do you think we can push Wendy?"

Then Bonnie gave me one of the most kinky devilish grins, "Well, we won't know until we try." Her seductive response instantly sparked an arousal in me. Then she continued, "Hey, everyone is different in some way. However, as a woman, I can tell you she loved it last night and she wants more."

When I got back into the bedroom, Wendy was already dressed in her dress from yesterday and was holding her luggage. Worried, I asked, "You're leaving?"

Looking down on the floor sheepishly, she replied, "Hey... so... this was not what I expected... and um... I think I should just take the next flight home."

As I searched for an appropriate reply to her, Bonnie walked out of the bathroom in a towel and was also surprised to see Wendy packed up. Concerned, she asked her, "You ok? Hey, we didn't make you too uncomfortable did we? You didn't have fun last night?"

Wendy finally looked up and gave an awkward smile, "Oh, no no no, it's not that. It's just..."

Bonnie interrupted her before she could finish, "Hey, it's ok. New experiences, might seem a little ... weird and scary at first. After all, isn't that what makes them exciting?"

I walked over and put my arms around Wendy and reassured her, "Don't over think. Hey we still have a whole day and tomorrow morning to enjoy this paradise. Let's just go out and enjoy the place, have some meals, and just have some fun, ok?"

Our efforts paid off and feeling much comforted, Wendy shyly nodded and put her luggage away. She showered up and came out wearing shorts and a light blue halter top. Bonnie changed into a white tank top and a mini jean skirt. We went down for breakfast and spent the rest of the day doing vacation stuff. While we hung out, there were absolutely nothing unusual and nothing sexual about anything. In fact, if you were a passing tourist, you would never have imagined the 3 of us were complete sex fiends last night. It makes you wonder, doesn't it? Whenever now you see people in public. You just never know.

We behaved and acted just like any other tourist having a vacation in this beach paradise. We visited tourist spots, took photos, joked, laughed, and tried the local cuisine. However, once the sun began to set and the hot air was replaced by a warm evening breeze, the sexual tension between us started to rise again. A few times when Bonnie and Wendy sat together for a photo, I couldn't resist but imagined them making out with each other. By the end of the day, we returned to the resort restaurant for dinner.

Since the air was warm with a light cool breeze, we took the outside seating under the soothing sky. An instrumental island tune played softly in the back while we ate. We talked and joked as normal, but it was inevitable that the talk would become sexual again. Most of it was just about topics of turn ons, fantasies, etc... Wendy remained mostly quiet through the conversation and blushed every time orgies or threesomes came into the conversation.

At one point Wendy asked Bonnie whether she had ever been in a gangbang with multiple cocks. After a small pause Bonnie replied no, but admitted she had always fantasized and wondered whether she could actually do it. I almost choked on my food trying to restrain myself from chuckling because she never knew I was in that night club restroom the night she was gangbanged. I seriously doubt she didn't remember a thing from that night despite how drunk she was. Most likely, she just suppressed it. I asked Wendy the same question, whether she had ever fantasized about being gangfucked by multiple men. She blushed and then replied that the thought never crossed her mind.

After we ate, Bonnie insisted that we let her treat us and went up to pay the bill. This was the first time since this morning Wendy and I were alone and I wanted an honest response from her about the trip so far. She barely made eye contact with me all day, which I found strange because she had no problem making eye contact with Bonnie.

After a little pause, she finally looked at me and replied, "I honestly don't know how I feel. Fooling around with you is one thing and learning about sex. But you know I grew up with strict traditional parents. I have never thought of anything more than what goes on between one guy and one girl, even if it involves some kinky stuff."

I replied, "Well, I was pretty surprised too, about how much fun I had watching you being roughed up and dominated by another woman."

That mere thought had Wendy blushing red and biting her lips. She shifted her position in the chair, rubbing her thighs uncomfortably together. I knew at this point, she was aroused. I just didn't know whether it was the thought of being dominated by another woman or the thought of being sold out by me like a prostitute.

I continued, "Regardless, you came so much last night, you were passed out. Don't tell me you didn't enjoy that."

Her face blushed even more and she became so shy she couldn't look at me anymore. Looking down at the table, she responded, "I guess I didn't know my body as well as I thought... though I can't completely say I agree with my body's desires."

There was a long awkward silence and when Bonnie came back to the table, she noticed and asked, "Hey... were you guys talking about me?"

Though it was evening and we had dinner, the sun set really slow in paradise and it was still quite bright. We had a long day doing tourist stuff and I suggested we just relax and enjoy our expensive suite. As we headed back to our room, I felt that Wendy was really tense and nervous. I think she was afraid to be alone with us behind closed doors again. I think she was too ashamed about how much she enjoyed last night. Once inside, I turned on the tube and jumped on the bed. Wendy excused herself to the bathroom for a shower after the long day.

While Wendy showered, Bonnie jumped on the bed and cuddled next to me watching the HD TV. Without warning, I pulled her on top of me in a cowgirl position and yanked down her tank top straps for a feast on her tits. Her mini skirt rode right up and cringed around her waist. She gasped in surprise and giggled at me, "What? So soon? Or were you holding it in all day?"

I grabbed hold of her ass and squeezed them as she grinded her body on top of me. I leaned into her ear and told her, "I think she's ready for more..."

Seductively, she whispered back, "How about you? Are you ready for more?"

I knew exactly what she meant by that. As I was preparing to push Wendy's limit, Bonnie was prepared to push mine. When we heard the shower stopped, we got up and eagerly waited by the bathroom door. When Wendy came out with just a towel wrapped around her body, she didn't even have time to react. I immediately pulled her body against mine by her waist and Bonnie pressed her body up against hers from the back. With a stunned look on her face, I quickly shoved my tongue into her mouth while she tried to push me off with her hands. Bonnie started grinding her body against Wendy's while molesting her tits from outside the towel.

Wendy was only lightly protesting by trying to pry Bonnie's busy hands off her tits and pushing me off. After all, she must've known we would have more fun with her before the weekend was done. However, I guess she was just surprised at the sudden groping and molesting of her soft clean flesh as she tried to reply each time she was able to push my mouth off her tongue, "Hey, what... what are you guys doing? It's not even dark out..."

With her body scrounging between ours, that towel didn't last long before slipping off her slippery wet body and onto the floor. There was a strange awkwardness from her, I guess she felt ashamed and humiliated now being the only one naked in the room with rest of us still clothed. It was as though we were still civilized humans and she just suddenly became a naked animal. With her tits staring at my face, I couldn't resist myself and started mawing them. Bonnie hooked both of Wendy's arms behind her back with one of her arms and then shoved 2 fingers into her mouth as she wiggled and struggled to our advances. With her eyes closed, the only thing coming out of Wendy was a muffled, "Oh my god... oh my god..."

Bonnie stared at me while biting her lips and said, "Time to really train the slut."

Opening her eyes in shock, Wendy turned and asked, "Wait... what? What do you mean?"

We threw her onto the bed and she immediately curled up, covering her tits and cunt, squealing to us, "What are you planning to do to me?"

Immediately Bonnie and I jumped onto the bed to join her. I was on the right and Bonnie on her left. I was leaning on my side and with one hand I held Wendy's wrists above her head. Then with one of my legs, I held one of her legs open. Bonnie was also leaning on her side and with one hand at the back of Wendy's head, she held it up so Wendy could look down her naked body being restrained by us. With one of her legs, Bonnie also held Wendy's other leg open. Then while we both stared at Wendy's face, each of us took a nipple with our mouths and started sucking them hard while Wendy was forced to watch. Her struggle became more and more intense as she fought against our bonds, while surrendering to her moans and groans.

Just when she thought her torture was maxed out, with my free hand I shoved 2 fingers into her juicy cunt and started finger fucking her. At the same time, Bonnie used her free hand and started rubbing Wendy's clit. At first we went slow and sensual. She moaned and purred at every stroke. Then we sped it up and went faster and harder. Our combined assault on her clit and pussy was too much and in combination with the torture her sensitive red hard nipples were receiving, Wendy came uncontrollably several times, struggling against our bonds. Her whole body almost lifted off the bed as she came in ecstasy, moaning, "Oh my god! Oh my god!" Finally we stopped and let go of her. However, her body continued to instinctively spaz out of control as she covered her face in shame.

We left Wendy on the best resting a bit with her freshly showered body covered in sweat and her own juice. I looked around the room and saw a large plant hanging from a ring in the ceiling next to the big ocean view window. I took the plant off and threaded a rope through the ring. Then, Bonnie brought Wendy over and I tied one end of the rope around her wrists. She was worn out from all her orgasms and offered no resistance. In fact, her legs were so weak, she could barely walk. When the knot was secured, I pull on the other end of the rope to stretch Wendy's arms straight up towards the ceiling. Once she was pulled high enough to stand only on tip toes, I tied the other end to the bed post.

At this point, she came to and again stunned finding herself in yet another unfamiliar predicament. Looking at me with soft puppy eyes, she whimpered, "Wha... what are you guys planning?"

Though we had an ocean view, the bottom ground floor beneath the window was a public courtyard. We were three stories up so the people below weren't paying any attention to us. However, anyone could've easily looked up through our window at a naked Wendy suspended by her wrists from the ceiling. When she realized this, a trembling whisper came out of her, "What... what is this?"

Bonnie moved next to her and gave her an evil grinned. Then without warning, she grabbed one of Wendy's tits and brutally squeezed her nipple. Wendy immediately started to scream, then realizing the people below, bit her lips shut. Bonnie had a very sadistic smile and started expertly milking that tit while sucking on the other one. The more Wendy resisted, the more aggressive Bonnie became.

Wendy was writhing like a fish tied to that rope and whimpering like a helpless slave. Bonnie was merciless with her but no matter how hard she milked her, she couldn't break her. Frustrated by her futile efforts, she then slipped two fingers into Wendy's soaking pussy and started finger fucking her. Wendy's eyes widened and stared right at Bonnie, pleading in soft whimpers, "Please no... no... please..." The more she pleaded, the faster Bonnie fingered her until her juice ran down her thighs. Finally, when Wendy couldn't handle it anymore, she tilted her head back, closed her eyes, and came while screaming with her mouth closed.

This whole time, I was just sitting at the couch enjoying the view and stroking my cock. Bonnie winked at me and responded, "A little help?" So while Bonnie kept fingering her, I took my belt and gave Wendy's ass a hard lash. She yelped but then immediately bit her lips shut.

Bonnie grabbed her face and said to her, "Count it, slut! Or I'll really make you scream." Without a choice, Wendy let out a quiet count with each lash I gave her ass. Tears started streaming from her eyes as we continued abusing her. A few times she was so lost in Bonnie's fingering that she didn't say the count. This was met with a hard slap from Bonnie to her face.

After 20 hard lashes, Bonnie took hold of Wendy's face and gave her some soft gentle kisses on the lips. Then, she shoved her cunt juice covered fingers into Wendy's mouth and said to me, "I think she earned herself some rewards."

She went over to her bags and took out a couple of small clamps. When Wendy saw them, she immediately protested in fear, "No please! You can't do that! Please! My nipples are too sensitive!"

Bonnie looked at her disapprovingly and said, "What? You are not happy with your reward? What an ungrateful bitch! This is how you respond to my gift?" With that she moved her hand with the clamp down to Wendy's pussy and started rubbing her clit with it.

Wendy suddenly realized what Bonnie was planning and quickly replied, "No! Thank you! Thank you for my reward. Please give it to me."

Bonnie smirked and asked, "Give it to you where? Where does fuck slave want her gift?"

Wendy reluctantly replied, "Give it to my nipples. Please... I want it on my nipples!"

With that Bonnie happily complied and clipped one of the clamps on Wendy's right nipple. The sight of her face was priceless. She gasped and grimaced in pain as the clamp snatched onto her big sensitive nipple. Then she breathed heavily trying to adjust to the pain. When she was feeling better and her breathing slowed down, Bonnie snapped the 2nd clamp on her left nipple. Tears rolled down Wendy's face as she tried to adjust without making a sound.

Bonnie grabbed her face and started licking her tears in long licks. Then, she shoved two fingers back into Wendy's cunt. I moved behind Wendy and with one hand, started rubbing her clit. Once again, our double assault left her squirming and fighting the sexual urge with all her might while standing suspended by her wrists on tip toes. Without warning, I shoved two fingers from my other hand right into her dry anus. The surprise violation of her anus jolted a loud moaning scream out of her. Through all our plays, she never had anything touched her anus before. It must've also been uncomfortable without any lubricants. Lucky for her, her screams were muffled by Bonnie's fingers in her mouth, else everyone below would've noticed her unrelenting ecstasy.

As Bonnie and I found a rhythm, one of us would pull our fingers out while the other shoved in, Wendy groaned and grunted softly, "omg... Ug... omg... oomf.. omg..." We increased our pace and soon her whole body was shaking violently. We couldn't tell whether it was her pussy or anus that came, but she became completely limp and just hung from the ropes by her wrists, whimpering like a whipped dog with trails of saliva drooling from her mouth.

Bonnie tapped her on the face, but there was no response from Wendy. So instead, she grabbed the two nipple clamps and twisted them lightly to get her attention. I leaned into Wendy's ear and whispered, "Your body is loving this isn't it? I guess you never realized what a slut you really are. You're not that nice proper girl you've always believed."

With that, I secured a big black rubber ball gag I took from Bonnie's bag into Wendy's mouth. Her eyes widened and she started panicking in her restraints. Bonnie responded by removing the two nipple clamps from her nipples and the rush of the blood back to her nipples made her scream loudly into the ball gag. In some ways, I think Wendy was grateful because the muffled scream didn't attract any attention from below.

At this point Wendy was hanging from the ropes by her wrists like a limp puppet. I lowered the rope until she fell to her knees, but still with her arms suspended on top of her. I turned her around so she could face away from the window and towards the bed. Going through Bonnie's bag, I was pleasantly surprised to find a big black vibrator. I mean, it was so huge that I almost felt embarrassed in comparison. Not only so, it was ribbed with rubber spikes. I looked at Bonnie with my eyes wide in which she responded with a shrug and a wink. When I turned it on, I realized it was a thrusting vibrator, going down and quickly snapping back up continuously.

Wendy's eyes frowned at the sight of the huge vibrator and shook her head, mumbling into her ball gag. I ran the tip of the vibrator down her face, then her body. Each time when the vibrator made contact with Wendy's skin, she shivered. While still restrained on her knees, she couldn't stop me from drilling that vibrator into her aching cunt. Then using some of the ropes, I secured the vibrator in place and watched in delight at Wendy's agony.

Smiling at me, Bonnie asked, "So what should we do to her next?"

I grinned back, "Nothing."

Before she could reply, I pushed Bonnie on the bed and literally ripped her tank top apart into shreds. The shock on her face was priceless. She had been dominating Wendy these past two days and forgotten how it felt to be the meat slave. The sudden rush of the air across her bare tits was like a slap to remind her of her place. She playfully struggled against me taunting me, "No! I don't want to be the slave! Wendy's the slave! Go dominate her!"

I covered her mouth and muffled her protest as I suckled her tits. She squirmed beneath trying to pry me off. This must've been torturous for Wendy, being tied on her knees with that huge thrusting vibrator in her cunt while forced to watch a live sex show. She probably thought she was getting a rest, but the reality was the real agony for her had just begun.