comforting as they were clearly meant to be.
As soon as Grace was properly positioned Amber announced that the clock was starting, and as Laura gently stroked Grace’s breasts, so tightly trapped in the leather openings, Will began to massage warm, scented oil into her equally exposed and gently rounded belly.
She could feel what they were doing, but because she was lying flat she couldn’t see, and this made her nervous. She started to tremble, fearful of what might happen next. “It’s all right,” murmured David, coming to stand by her head. “They are only trying to give you pleasure. We want you to orgasm, remember?” His words, which seemed so kind, in fact only served to remind her of why they wanted her to orgasm.
She did remember, and she remembered too what was going to happen when she did, so she tried to fight against the tendrils of pleasure that were slithering through her lower belly.
Her breasts started to swell and tighten as Laura flicked her tongue against the sensitive tips of her nipples, before drawing each of them in turn into her mouth and sucking delicately on them.
In the meantime Will’s clever tongue was sliding up and down her rapidly dampening inner channel, and when he pushed back the clitoral hood and swirled his tongue around the incredibly sensitive clitoris she felt a heavy throbbing begin deep in her pubic mound. Whimpering with rising excitement she felt her hips start to move upwards, and then Will pushed firmly against the flesh above her pubic bone, which increased the heavy, aching need inside her.
Lost in the sensations, it took her a few minutes to realize that David was now sitting on a chair at her side, and had reached beneath the raised bed. His fingers were spreading a cool gel between the cheeks of her bottom, which were imprisoned tightly in the hole in the bed, preventing her from wriggling away.
“What are you doing?” she cried, feeling his fingers moving insidiously toward her back passage, but he didn’t answer. Instead he continued to spread the gel around.
Laura, who had briefly stopped caressing Grace’s breasts, began to suck them again, but her mouth was now so cold that Grace gave a squeal of surprise. “I sucked on an ice cube,” explained the twin, “doesn’t it feel good?”
“I don’t know. I can’t think. I…”
She flinched as she felt David begin to insert a well-lubricated finger inside her anus. “Don’t,” she pleaded. “That hurts.”
On the bed next to her, the other woman suddenly began to groan and cry, which increased Grace’s anxiety.
“Relax and you’ll find it adds to your pleasure. It will give you a stronger orgasm,” he promised her. She could tell that his finger was now inside her, but he didn’t move it around, instead he kept it quite still, pressed against one inner wall of her rectum. Within seconds she knew that he’d been right as the tension in her stimulated body continued to increase.
Beside her, the woman from table three was sobbing so loudly that it momentarily distracted Grace, giving her a moment’s respite from her impending orgasm.
Despite this, she could feel how wet she was between her thighs, and wished she could close them, but the fiendish little straps meant she was fully open to Will all the time, and his hands had pushed her knees wide apart.
As Laura nibbled at one of her rigid, throbbing nipples, Will pushed his tongue into her damp, needy vagina and David moved his finger very slightly against the wall of her rectum, Grace felt as though her body was going to explode.
“They’re both close to coming,” she heard Amber say as she tried frantically to delay the pleasure, for fear of what would follow.
In the other bed her fellow guest was now gasping and crying loudly as her desire mounted, which increased Grace’s excitement so much that she knew it was only a matter of seconds now before she climaxed.
Will’s tongue was suddenly still, but her muted sound of