Fucking in the camp 2.

The next morning Ben moved the boat through the reef and we anchored in a
small bay. The island was nothing like the last one, it was full of lush
tropical growth and had a long sandy beach.
It was beautiful.
The women were already at work cleaning the boat, and Ben and I ate the
breakfast they had prepared on deck, so we could watch them. So far they
had said nothing about their night together, and Ben had warned me not to
press. “Laura will tell you in her own good time.”
We did notice that both women sported a few new marks. Amy’s butt and
thighs had fine red lines on them, and Laura had more lines on her breasts
and groin. It didn’t take a genius to see that they were whip marks, but not
heavy ones. These marks were created in pleasure, not in punishment. It
made me that much more curious.
After they finished their chores, got cleaned up and ate, we helped the
ladies unpack the row boat and the four of us went ashore. Ben and I wore
shorts and shirts while the ladies were suitably attired in just their
collars and chains.
“This place is wonderful!” Laura said as we stepped on the beach.
“Just wait!” Amy said grinning from ear to ear.
I watched them both with admiration, they looked so cute.
They each had their hands cuffed behind them and their ankles were hobbled
with twelve inch chains. From their collars hung leashes and it was with
pride that I took my wife’s. She smiled at me and I kissed her.
“Let’s have some fun.” she said to me.
“I plan on it Babe!” I replied.
Ben grinned at us both and picked up Amy’s leash, attaching it to the back
of Laura’s collar.
“I’d always wanted a coffle of slave girls!” he said.
“Oh really?” Amy asked, her eyebrows raised.
“But of course all I ever needed was you!” Ben said hurriedly.
“I bet!” Amy replied with a giggle.
“I really think that a coffle needs more than two girls to count.” I said.
“Well, maybe we can pick up a few more later on.” Ben said.
Both women protested.
“Noisy isn’t it?” I said, pulling a couple of gags from my bag.
Laura’s eyes opened wide. “We’ll be quiet!” she said.
“I know you will.” I replied, placing the gag in her mouth.
Laura gave me a hurt look as I buckled the penis gag in and then I turned to
Amy. She grinned and opened her mouth, never taking her eyes off mine as I
gagged her as well.
“Did you want to take them?” I asked Ben.
“Sure! Come on!” he replied, taking Laura’s leash.
He led them off and I followed behind. I have to tell you that the sight of
these two naked and bound women being led through the jungle was one of the
high points of the trip for me. It all seemed so basic, so natural. The
women in their natural state in a setting about as raw as you can find on
earth. That they were completely helpless in this environment was a big
plus. I couldn’t help but admire them. Amy’s tight little ass, the muscles
so well defined. Laura’s long blond hair swinging softly back and forth.
When Laura’s hair grew to reach her butt she told me that it added a whole
new dimension to walking around nude, for the ends of her hair would caress
her butt cheeks, another constant reminder of her nudity.
I loved it.
As I followed Ben and the women I couldn’t help thinking how lucky I was.
We walked for about a half an hour, going up hill most of that time until we
broke out of the brush and into a clearing.
On our side we could see down into the bay where the ‘Kajira’ lay at anchor.
It looked so small.
There was a steep cliff on the other side of the clearing that blended into
the mountain that towered over the island and down the face of the cliff
flowed water. It wasn’t exactly a waterfall, more like a water dribble. But
over time it had carved out a deep pool of water at it’s base, and it was
here where we stopped.
“I like it!” I said.
“Yeah. This is a great spot. Lets get the women put away and then we can
set up the camp.” said Ben.
Ben unhooked Amy’s leash from Laura and led her over to a tree.
“Wait, I have an idea.” I said.
“Okay.” Ben replied.
I led Laura over to Amy and pushed them together face to face. Using rope
from the bag I bound them together, relocking their arms around each other.
I caught Laura grinning behind her gag.
Their leashes we tied above them to a tree limb.
“Be good!” I said.
Ben stepped up and examined my handiwork. “Very nice.” he said, and gave
both women’s butts a squeeze. It was the first time I had known him
purposely touch my wife other than to bind her, I found it interesting
considering our conversation last night.
We left the gear we had brought next to the pool and began the walk back to
the ‘Kajira’. The plan was to stay on the island for a couple of days, and
we needed to bring ashore our food and the rest of our camping gear.
“They’ll be safe there right?” I asked Ben.
“As long as they don’t fall over!” Ben said.
They didn’t. It took us about an hour to make the round trip and when we
got back the women were as we left them, wide eyed and helplessly together.
Ben and I set up the camp while the women watched. Two tents, a fireplace,
and a latrine area behind some bushes. Only then did we let them go and they
finished unpacking while we relaxed.
When done they came and knelt beside us.
“You are SO beautiful.” I told them, making them both smile.
“Lets swim.” Ben said. So we did.
The pool was deep and warm from the sun, and had a semi sandy bottom that
made it easy on the feet.
Amy swam to the far side of the pool and began to climb the rocks the water
poured down. Again I was struck by how beautiful wet women were!
She found a spot where she could stand and have the water pour directly on
her, and she turned this way and that, posing unshamefully, her golden
collar shining in the sunlight.
“Tease!” Ben yelled at her, making her laugh.
Laura swam up to me, she had evidently noticed my staring.
“You like to watch her don’t you.” Laura said.
“I like to watch you both.” I said honestly.
Laura turned to look at Amy who was giggling as Ben splashed her with water.
“Are you planning anything?” she asked me.
“What do you mean?”
“With her.” Laura turned back to me.
“And if I was?” I asked.
Laura didn’t answer. We had talked about this before the trip, the
possibility of us having an encounter of some sort with each other’s
partners. At the time we had decided to just wait and see if there was a
possibility of it happening before agonizing over it. Evidently Laura had
begun to agonize.
“Do you want to talk about it?” I asked her.
She nodded.
“Then lets do it tonight, lets just enjoy the day now. Okay?”
She nodded again and I took her in my arms, kissing her deeply. We were
both naked in the water and I could feel my erection brushing her between
her legs. Always an enjoyable feeling.
“I love you.” I told her.
“Oh shut up!” she replied with a smile, her personal code for the same
words.
As we embraced I noticed that Amy had come down from the rocks and she and
Ben were facing each other in a similar embrace.
We watched as they kissed and Ben lifted his nymph like companion out of the
water. As he lowered her back down both Laura and I knew what he had done,
and we watched quietly as the couple made love there in the pool.
I held on to Laura from behind, my hands on her breasts as Ben and Amy
slowly fucked. To Laura’s surprise I lifted her suddenly by the hips and
she plunged effortlessly onto my penis, engulfing it in her warmth.
Laura and I began to work ourselves up to a wonderful orgasm, the water
giving us a buoyancy that made things a lot easier.
I was able to keep both hands on her breasts, pinching her nipples between
my fingers.
Laura closed her eyes as she usually does but I watched Ben and Amy. Amy’s
head was bent forward, obscuring Ben’s face from view. Her arms were wrapped
around him, the rest of them hidden in the water. Amy was panting and
moaning, as was Laura in front of me, but Amy lacked Laura’s musical talent.
Her cries were primal, basic, and loud!
Ben HAD to have been gagging her on the boat when they made love for we
surely would have heard her otherwise at our end.
Laura came first, but her cries of passion were drowned out by Amy who
almost screamed! As they slowed down Amy glanced over at us, very red
faced. I smiled.
Ben lifted her off him and looked rather embarrassed himself until her saw
what Laura and I were doing. I doubt he even heard us over Amy screaming in
his ears.
Laura, looked up and laughed and Amy followed suit. Ben and I joined in and
the clearing was filled with our joy.
Life was good.
I grabbed Laura and much to her embarrassment I carried her out of the water
still impaled on me, only slipping out of her when I put her down.
She turned and kissed me.
I returned the kiss and then reached down for a chain Ben and I had
positioned earlier. Connected to a tree, the chain was long enough to reach
all parts of the camp site, the other end would connect to Laura’s leg.
Another chain connected to a different tree was waiting for Amy. Ben
brought her out to it and locked it upon her.
“I’m hungry.” he said. “I think it’s time the slave girls made lunch.”
“How typically male!” Laura said, making us laugh.
“Yeah, some sex, some food, that’s all it takes to make them happy.” Amy
added with a giggle.
“We also like silence!” I said, picking up their gags.
“You wouldn’t dare.” Laura said, with a smile.
“Oh wouldn’t I?” I said, and I made a playful move toward her. Laura
screamed and began moving backward across the sand that surrounded the pool
and laughing I followed.
She came up short at the end of her chain and tried to dodge left, laughing
as much as I was, but I grabbed a foot.
In seconds I was on top of her and with our wriggling naked bodies entwined
I managed to get the gag in her and buckled.
I looked over at Ben who tossed over a padlock. Surprisingly I caught it and
Laura was now irrevocably gagged.
She glared at me but I could tell she wasn’t really mad.
We play these games all the time.
Ben was laughing as he pulled on a pair of shorts, and Amy smiled where she
knelt.
I got up and stood over my wife. “Dust me off, woman!” I ordered. Laura
gave me that look again, and she began to pat me down, brushing the sand off
my skin. I’m sure she slapped me a little harder then was needed, but I
wasn’t going to spoil her fun.
“Very good!” I said when I was reasonably clean. “Now go help with lunch.
And stay on your knees, walking is out for you for a while!” I told her.
Laura whined, but did as I asked, crawling over the warm sand to the camp
site, her ankle chain pulled behind her.
I walked with her, giving her a small spank to hurry her up.
I love to watch her crawl, her suspended breasts swaying slightly from side
to side, her sex visible between her legs. Again it was that natural state
thing.
“She looks good like that!” Ben said.
“Yes she does, in fact she does this a lot more at home. She’s been kinda
spoiled out here.”
“I know what you mean.” he said, looking at Amy who was busy unpacking a
hamper full of food.
“What she needs is a day of deep discipline.” I told Ben, pulling on my own
shorts.
“Sounds good. Amy could use one too. Lets make it today shall we?”
“Yes let’s.” I said, looking at him. He inclined his head in my direction.
I was in charge.
“Okay, Women! Kneel!”
Amy and Laura stopped what they were doing and knelt. Laura snapped to and
knelt with her hands behind her head, her knees spread, her eyes on her
breasts. Amy knelt as she normally did until she saw how Laura knelt. She
hesitantly changed positions to match.
“That’s right, Amy.” Ben said. “Today you watch Laura and do what she does.”
“Yes Sir.” Amy said, stifling a grin. We had told her about the times when
once a week Laura went ‘Total Slave’, and I think she was eager to see what
it was like.
“Good!” I said, smiling. “No talking among yourselves, no talking to us
unless it is something important. You keep your eyes on your work or your
breasts or our dicks, nothing else. No touching yourselves, although you can
touch each other if you wish, and no walking unless we tell you otherwise.
Understood?”
“Yes, Sir.” they both replied.
“Anything to add?” I asked Ben.
He shook his head.
“Very well, prepare lunch, for two, large portions.”
As the women bent to their tasks, I grabbed a beer from the cooler and Ben
and I stood nearby and watched them.
We spoke about them as if they weren’t there, talking about how they looked
and how they performed as sex partners.
Ben quickly caught on that the purpose of our loud conversation was to
embarrass the hell out of them and while our language never dropped to
anything crude we still got them both red with humiliation.
Amy would look our way from time to time, whenever one of said something
particularly cutting, but Laura worked without looking at us at all. We
kept the game up until the women were ready, kneeling in place with their
hands behind their heads.
Ben and I casually made our way back and began to eat. The women knelt
quietly next to us, their heads down, but I knew that they were wondering if
they were going to get fed.
Eventually I took off Laura’s gag and I picked up some cut up cold cuts and
held them in front of her mouth. She picked the food from my fingers, her
teeth never touching me.
I then did the same for Amy. Amy glanced at Ben.
“Don’t look at him!” I told her. Amy looked down at my fingers full of
meat, and did as Laura did, but she used her teeth. “Next time, I don’t
want to feel your teeth.” I ordered. Amy sighed.
Ben watched with interest.
“Having them only use their lips helps them develop their dexterity.” I
explained to Ben.
“Ah, I see. That would come in handy.” he said.
We continued to feed our beautiful ladies, then made them clean up.
“We wont need them for a while will we?” I said.
“No, there’s something we can do but we wont need them until later.” Ben
answered.
“Okay.” I reached into the toy bag and pulled out some metal stakes and a
hammer. Ben helped me pound them into the ground and soon we had Laura and
Amy staked spread-eagled on the sand, face down, side by side. We gagged
them both and Ben tossed me a tube of sunscreen.
“I’ll let you do the honors.” he said. “I’m going to take a nap.”
I smiled. We had positioned them so that their open legs faced the camp site
and Ben settled into a camp chair with a perfect view of their intimate
places.
I stripped off my shorts and squeezed some lotion on my hands and began work
on Amy, rubbing the gooey mess all over her skin. She almost looked up at
me, but instead watched my penis which I made sure she could see.
I let my hands roam her back and her buttocks, coming close but not touching
her pussy. Then I did her legs and feet, enjoying their hardness.
“Oops, missed a spot.” I said, and went back to apply a dollop to her
pussy. “Tut tut, guess its covered in lotion already!” I said, making her
blush even more than I had with the rub down. I worked her wetness into the
surrounding skin.
As I did I caught Laura’s eye. She was watching me carefully, with perhaps a
hint of jealousy?
“Don’t worry Laura.” I said to the gagged woman. “You’re next!”
My rubbing had definitely had it’s affect on Amy, and I kept going until I
heard her begin to pant. I bet she was surprised when I got up suddenly. I
walked over to Ben and tossed him the lotion. “I’m tired. Can you do
Laura?”
Ben smiled. “Sure.” he said.
I pulled on my shorts and settled down in the chair Ben vacated. He really
had a great view.
Ben pulled off his shorts as I had done and crouched near Laura’s head. I
knew that she had to have a real close look at Ben’s manhood from that angle
and I bet she enjoyed the view, knowing how interested in men’s equipment
she was.
Ben began rubbing her down and I wondered what Amy thought of it. Did she
have that slight look of jealously in her eyes?
I wanted to know but I though it best to stay where I was.
Instead I admired the two bright pink flowers splayed open before me, one I
knew so well and one I…well, that might come eventually.
Ben took his time rubbing lotion into my wife and I doubted there was a spot
of exposed skin that he missed.
Well there was one. He had avoided touching my wife’s pussy.
He looked up at me and I nodded. I could already see that she was excited.
He began to rub her slowly and didn’t stop until Laura began to moan. As he
rubbed he moved over where he could reach Amy and rubbed her too. He soon
had both women panting and moaning and then with a grin he stopped and stood
up.
Both women moaned louder but he ignored them. He pulled his shorts on and
then went into the water.
I joined him and we swam for a little while.
“So, you had something planned?” I asked him.
“Yes, but we have to go back to the boat.” he replied.
“What for?” I thought we had brought all we needed.
“You’ll see.”
We got out of the water and Ben went to the bag of toys and pulled out the
remote controlled vibrators. He handed me one.
“This will keep them occupied while we’re gone.” he said with a grin. Then
he quickly dug in the bag and pulled out some blindfolds.
He took everything and walked to where the women could see him.
“Ladies. Don and I are going for a walk. In the meantime we are going to put
these in you.” He showed them the vibrator he was carrying.
He dropped to his knees and put a blindfold on each woman, then motioned me
over. “Walk around them.” he said.
Puzzled I did as he asked, the both of us walking around and over them for a
few minutes. Then he dropped down between Amy’s legs and motioned for me to
do the same with Laura.
That was when I got it. The women would know someone was behind them but
would have no idea who.
Ben turned on the vibrator and began to push it into Amy, and I did the same
with Laura.
Laura moaned as it went in, her pussy still moist and inflamed.
Ben stepped back and I joined him.
“Those vibrators had better be where we left them when we come back!” he
warned.
I chuckled and we left the clearing, heading back to the boat.
“You’re a devious S.O.B.” I told him once the women were out of earshot.”
“I learned it from you. The erotic use of confusion I think you called it.”
I laughed. “Yeah, and I hope we can keep it up for the rest of the trip!”
Ben chuckled.
A half hour later we made it to the row boat and made our way out to the
‘Kajira’. Once onboard I found out what we had come back for.
His cane.