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Enter the Hummingbird.Megan and Chiara were chatting at the studio when I arrived. Chiara hugged and kissed me on the cheek. “You accepted our invitation, so, I assume Megan is hot enough for you?”I winked at Megan and chuckled, “She’ll do. Hello again, Megan.”Megan snickered, “I’m relieved to know that I meet your minimum requirements, Gil. And, thank you for agreeing to this.”Megan is a very beautiful young lady. Her long, chestnut brown hair was tied in a ponytail. She’s a full head shorter than Chiara. Megan’s breasts are larger than Chiara’s and were held in place firmly against her chest by a gray, tight sports bra. Her flat belly was exposed from under her breasts to mid-way down her hips, as were her slender and toned legs. The gray, tight, elastic shorts she wore showed off the plump mound between her legs. The sight made my cock twitch and shift in my pants.“Don’t thank me just yet, Megan. How I tie is not for the faint of heart,” I replied as I grabbed two hanks of rope from a neatly stacked pyramid from a shelf on the wall I was standing next to and tossed them to Megan.She trapped the ropes between her forearms and chest and gave Chiara a quizzical look. As is if to ask Chiara what she had gotten herself in to.Chiara huffed and sternly warned me, “Giiil, remember your promise.”I winked at Chiara and said to Megan, “Show me what you got, Megan. Tie Chiara in a two-rope, suspension bearing chest harness of your choice. I want her arms, palm to elbow behind her back. Then, untie her and I’ll give it go.”Megan smiled and replied, “You’ll show me yours if I show you mine.”I chuckled, “Cheeky. I like you, Megan.”Chiara wore a red, silk kimono with a white sash tied around her waist. She grinned at me as undid the sash, opened the kimono to expose her naked body, and let it slip off her shoulders and fall to the ground. “Megan is fine with me being naked if you were wondering, Gil,” she informed me.I replied, “No complaints from me, either.”I watched on in focused silence as Megan wound and pulled and tied the ropes around Chiara. She was methodical; her movements were crisp, clean and calculated. She exerted the minimum amount of energy possible. The precision of her movements and her rope handling skill was masterful. None of her movements were wasted. It was as if she tied to the beat of a metronome that only she could hear. When she had to move to position herself around Chiara’s body, she moved like a hummingbird flying from flower to flower, and hovered just long enough to weave or tie the rope, without disturbing Chiara’s stillness or her own center of gravity. Megan possessed perfect control of the tension in the rope and the path it travelled. I was impressed.When she had completed the chest harness, she stepped away from Chiara and looked at me. I nodded and Megan proceeded to untie Chiara. Fatih escort bayan “Time to show me yours, Gil,” she grinned as she tossed me the two ropes.I narrowed my eyes and slightly lowered my head as I replied, “I won’t be offended if you leave before I’ve completed the tie, Megan. You are free to make an exit anytime you please.” I grabbed a fistful of Chiara’s hair and forced her to her knees, yanked her head back and stared into her eyes. “I’ve kept my word. The next part is out of my control.”Chiara licked her lips and grinned in agreement.I knelt behind Chiara and began to tie the same chest harness as Megan had, without any of the gentleness that she had displayed. When I needed Chiara to lean forward, backward, or sideways, I’d grab a fistful of her hair, or one of her breasts, and forcefully bend her body into position. I leaned hard on Chiara and used my weight to lock her twisted body in uncomfortable positions as I dug the rope into her flesh. Where Megan manoeuvred her body to orbit around Chiara’s, I manipulated Chiara’s body to accommodate my stance.Chiara whimpered, yelped and moaned as I tied her. Having to counter the pressure I applied to her body put a heavy strain on all her muscles and joints. The harder each muscle in her body worked, the faster her heart had to pump blood to provide the increased need of oxygen, and the more aroused she became. I was softening her up – tiring her body would ensure her state of awareness would be heightened. In that state, she would be able to endure more.After I had slipped the rope under her breasts, I grabbed them one after the other, squeezed them hard and pulled them upwards to work the rope tight and sung under each breast. I looked at Megan as I slapped each of Chiara’s bound tits. Megan jumped with a start each time my open hand made hard contact with Chiara’s soft tit meat.Chiara was covered in a thin coat of sweat from head to toe by the time I had completed the tie. Megan stood stiff and still. The hairs on the back of her neck stood on end. She was trying to process what she had just witnessed and how it had made her feel. The moisture between her legs made her uncomfortable. Surely, the almost violent demonstration she had witnessed should not have aroused her.Chiara yelped out loud when I gripped her throat and shoved her onto her back.“Knees up, legs spread,” I ordered.Chiara obeyed. I unwound a hank of thirty-foot rope, folded it in half three times, tied a knot at one end and made an impromptu flogger.I dangled the ends of the rope back and forth across Chiara’s breasts as I positioned myself next to her head, and addressed Megan, “How are you holding up, Megan?”She cleared her throat and nodded.“I require a verbal reply. Remember our conversation? Communication between everyone involved in a session Escort Fındıkzade is paramount. And make no mistake, being a spectator is participating. Chiara and I need to know you are okay. Are you concerned for Chiara’s wellbeing? Are you concerned for your emotional wellbeing? Would you like to leave?” I asked each question sternly.Megan gathered her thoughts for a moment and replied, “Watching is a much different experience from just talking about it. I am fine so far. But, yes, I am a little concerned for Chiara.”“Ask her if she’s fine,” I ordered Megan.“Are you okay, Chiara?”Chiara kept her eyes closed as she replied, “Mmm, I am better than okay, Meagan. Things haven’t begun to get interesting yet. Gil is just warming me up.”Painting flesh.I didn’t wait for Megan to reply, I swung the makeshift flogger hard against Chiara’s breasts. She writhed and yelped out loud. I struck her breasts four more times and snarled at Chiara, “Don’t come just yet, whore.”Chiara moaned with urgency, “I need to come from a strike of your hand!”I walked the length of her body, turned, and positioned myself between Chiara’s bent and spread legs. I placed the heel of my foot on the ground and rested its sole on Chiara’s slick slit. Slowly, I increased the pressure on her pussy by leaning forward. I grunted and flogged her breasts with a steady rhythm. Chiara clenched her jaw and dug her chin hard into her shoulder to keep from crying out from the steadily increasing heat and sting in her breasts and the pressure applied to her swollen pussy and clit.When she screamed and turned her shoulders to escape the next lash, I stopped the flogging and freed her pussy from the pressure of my foot. I bent at my waist and flipped Chiara onto her belly.“Your breasts turned such lovely shade of red, Chiara. I want your back, ass and legs the same color.”I struck her back with the rope. Chiara lifted her head off the floor and moaned. I turned to Megan and ordered her to come closer. “Stand in front of this pain slut’s head so that you can watch as I paint her flesh.”Megan obeyed and trotted to position herself a foot away from Chiara’s head.I snarled, “Motivate me, Megan. Take off your top and expose your breasts.”She bit her lower lip and without hesitation removed her top and let it slip from her hand to the ground.“Lock your hands behind your neck. Be aware of your posture, if you slump your shoulders or do not keep your hands behind your head, I will strike your breasts until they are as red as Chiara’s,” I sternly warned her.Megan nodded with a slight shiver and obeyed.“I am pleased with your obedience. Your breasts are spectacular, Megan. They were made to be bound and marked,” I growled.Megan shivered at my words. She replied in a whisper, “I want to experience that.”I stood straddled over Gaziosmanpaşa escort bayan Chiara with my feet on either side of her hips and began striking her back with quick, sharp blows of the rope flogger as I swung my arm and snapped my wrist in a figure eight motion. I shuffled backwards slowly as I painted Chiara’s back, ass and legs. She gasped and moaned and jerked each time I struck her. When I had flogged the entire length of her body, her flesh glowed with red streaks from below her neck to above her ankles.I bent at the waist and pulled Chiara up to her feet by her hair as I locked eyes with Megan. Megan’s eyes darted back and forth from Chiara to me.I pressed my lips to Chiara’s ear and growled loud enough for Megan to hear, “Spread your legs, whore.”Chiara gasped and spread her trembling legs, thrust her hips forward, and moaned, “Fuck! Yes!”Megan was facing Chiara; a few feet separated them. I grinned and calmly said, “Tell Megan how cruel I am, Chiara. Tell her that when you begged me to hit your cunt and make you come, I denied you of sweet release.”Chiara met Megan’s wide-eyed stare and gasped, “I begged Gil to slap my cunt and make me come in an underground parking lot. He decided to be a prick and deny me.”Megan remained still and speechless. She couldn’t look away from Chiara after the confession.“Do you think I am cruel, Megan?” My voice startled her.Megan shook her head.I grinned as I clawed at Chiara’s pussy. “I will leave the decision of making you come, Chiara, up to Megan. Ask her if I should strike your pussy, or if I should continue to make you suffer.”Chiara quivered with anticipation. “Please, Megan! Say yes! I need to come. Please say yes!” Her breathy plea sent a powerful shiver down Megan’s spine. “I’ll tongue fuck your asshole until you come if you say yes.”Megan was dumbstruck. Her chest heaved. She felt lightheaded and sucked in air through her mouth. She had become very aroused at what she was witnessing. The sadistic, psychological torment I was inflicting upon Chiara sent Megan’s senses reeling. She couldn’t imagine what Chiara was feeling. But watching Chiara writhe and listening to her plea to be allowed to come, made Megan’s belly flutter and her pussy clench.“Well, young lady, you have a decision to make. Do you wish to end Chiara’s suffering, or do you wish to prolong it?” I sternly asked Megan.Chiara moaned and thrust her hips forward. “Please! One good smack is all it will take!” she begged Megan.Megan closed her eyes, and in a quivering voice said, “Yes.”“Open your eyes, Megan. I want you to watch,” I snarled.Megan took a deep breath and held it as she slowly opened her eyes and focused her stare on my hand gripping Chiara’s pussy.“Would you like to strike Chiara’s cunt and try make her come, Megan?” I asked. I wanted to test Megan’s boundaries and also demonstrate logic versus instinct in a real scenario.Megan shook her head as her hands flew behind her back in a non-verbal show of refusal and reluctance to strike Chiara’s pussy. I grinned and lashed the rope flogger fast and hard across her breasts. Megan shrieked and quickly locked her hands back behind her head.