Dan untied Linda's legs and let her flex her knees. "Just relax honey. And don't worry about a thing."
"Please, let us go. Please. We never did anything to you." She eased some of the stiffness out other thighs.
"Later on. You'll get to go home later on." He touched her boobs, rolling them with both hands. He crouched and started to kiss the tits, lapping at the nipples, trying to get them hard. His fingers pinched at the delicate flesh.
"No. Ow. That hurts." Linda tried to roll away but her arms were still tied to the bench. "Stop. Stop!"
"Damn it, Dan. Stop it."
Dan kept toying with the blonde's breasts, twisting them all around with his fingers, turning the nipples like knobs on a stereo.
"No!" Linda wailed as the pain increased.
"You bastard. Bastard!" Bob pulled at his chains until his arms ached.
Dan stood up, his cock hard. "Give me some head, Janet."
"Sure thing." She held an ice cube from her drink in her mouth, smiling as the man came to her. She licked softly at the broad end of his rod, then slowly let her lips pull the hard tool in, sliding the ice along the shaft.
"Hey! Bitchin!" Dan stuck all of his dick into her, right into her throat.
Janet dipped another cube out of the drink with her fingers and pressed it into his nuts.
"Wow!" Dan shuddered as the chills sped through his crotch. He tingled as the ice melted against his rocks, forcing himself to stand still, Janet's mouth raising lust as she sucked, the cold water in her mouth like a wet jacket around his stiff prick. "Suck me. God damn. One hell of a turn on." He held her by the hair, forcing her to hold still while he fucked her mouth. "Yea. Yeah!" He yanked out of the mouth, crotch dripping ice water. "Great!"
Janet swallowed the last chip of ice. "I thought maybe you'd go for that."
"Incredible. Shit, I am really turned on." He picked up a set of chains from the pile. There were two aluminum rings with chains clamped all around them, sliding loosely, some with clips like dog-leashes at their ends, others with small rings. Dan laid the collection of small links on Linda's belly and drew the strands of metal apart like sunbursts from each large circle. He slid the arrangement up and, looped the rings around her breasts, shoving the boobs right up through the metal, crimping the flesh to get it all in.
"Oooohhhhh, God. No." Linda's head rolled slowly from side to side, small moans falling from her throat. "No. Please."
Dan draped the chains down her stomach, laying them over her snatch. More chains were draped over her shoulders. Another pair of chains hung down from the sides of the boobs.
Dan got a hobble chain, clipped one end to her ankle, threw the end under the bench and bound the legs so she could not stand up. He moved up toward her head and freed her arms, allowing the blonde to sit up. He caught the chains at her sides and fastened the ring end of one to the clip of the other, like a bra strap. The chains pulled her boobs apart.
Dan brought the chains on her shoulders down to the ring at the middle of her beck and clipped them on, hauling the breasts up, forcing them to spread more.
Linda rubbed her wrists slowly, trembling with fear for what they might do to her next. The chains bit slightly into her flesh, but not enough to really matter. She winced at Bob, flinching when she saw the red welts and drops of blood on his chest.
"Scoot up." Dan roped under her ass, feeling for the chains that hung over her snatch. He reached around, grabbed the lengths and shoved them below her crotch. Pulling them up sharply, he attached them to the same ring at her back. They stretched the breasts tightly, causing some pain where the rings touched the soft skin.
"Nice fit." Dan moved around and made sure the chains ran down beside her pussy, flanking the opening, sunk deeply into the flesh of the top of her thighs. The metal links parted the love-lips, showing the nice bright pink interior.
"Bitchin piece of ass." Dan touched two fingers into the cunt.
"Please. NO. Don't." She tried to shove his arm away.
"Hold still." Dan slapped her hard across the face.
"Asshole!" Bob yelled.
"Oww! Oh!" The chains out into her torso, pinching sharply at her box. "No."
"Just lie there, damn it." Dan got two long leather thongs from his supply of gear and whipped it around her wrists, stretching her arms parallel above her head. He leaned back, pulling hard until Linda arched her back against the growing pain.
"Noooooo! Please. Please!"
Dan tied the tongs off to the legs of the bench, letting the blonde go slack.
"You motherfucker!" Bob growled.
Dan got a wide black leather belt, loops of braided horse-hide dangling from each side. He slipped it under Linda's back and cinched the row of small buckles together at her side, letting the handles dangle loose.
"Now you are going to see some real fucking." Dan spread another coating of lubricant over his dick, spreading it over his rocks until they shimmered.
"No, please. Please don't. No." Linda writhed, arching from the bench, trying to press her thighs together. As she moved the chains pinched at her skin. "Don't. Please. No."
"Dan. God damn it. Leave her alone." Bob's shoulders ached as he tried to get loose, from his chains.
Dan kissed each tit slowly, leaving it shiny with spit. His hands fondled the spread cunt, sliding inside, touching every part of the pussy, thumbs pressing at the clit.
"No. No. God, please. Oh. Help. Help!" Her voice turned hoarse, just breath, no sound from her throat. "Stop."
Dan swung his leg over her thigh and lay with his dick on her belly, slipping the oiled tool lower, reaching for the snatch. His fingers found the nipples and he dug with his prick for the hole.
"NOO!" Linda screeched when the man penetrated her body. His dick shoved slowly in, pressing the chains more firmly into her flesh. His weight bore down, stretching her boobs against the rings, forcing the chains to bite into her back, pain radiating between her shoulder blades.
"ASSHOLE!" Bob bellowed. He spit at the man. "Son of a bitch. God damned shit-eating mother-fucker!!" He spit again as Dan started to fuck.
"AHHHOOWWW!" Pure agony tore through her as the man struck down hard, driving with his legs and hips to force his cock farther in.
"Yeah. Yeah! Yeah!" Dan rode hard, hammering with his dick, lust alive in every part of his body. He rose on his arms, plunging down steadily, holding himself so only his dick touched the woman. "Great. Great. One hell of a cunt!" He pistoned into the spread box.
Janet drained her drink and moved closer to the bench. She slung one knee up beside Linda's head and straddled the woman, hands on Dan's shoulders.
Dan moved up higher, slowing big thrusts as Janet got into position. He slung one arm around her butt and hauled her snatch close.
"Eat my pussy." Janet pushed her crotch toward him.
"God damn." Dan lunged for the snatch, eating right into the mass of dark hair, tongue probing for the clit. His dick moved faster in Linda's cunt and his fingers groped up to Janet's tits. He licked into the box, right into the inside, face buried, nose lost in the soft flesh. He let his crotch lie on Linda, fucking strongly with his hips and crushed Janet to him with his arms, lust swirling massively from his balls as he worked at both women.
Janet's passion swelled to full flood. Her hands clamped onto the man, feeling the wiry strength as he screwed the blonde, loving what his mouth and fingers did to her flesh, to her quivering nerves. She groped down and touched Linda's breast, fumbling with a nipple as her own tits ached with sweet, pounding desire.
Dan started to sweat. He lowered himself to Linda, fucking rapidly, short, quick strokes that sent a frenzy of fucking pleasure through his muscles. He grabbed the hanging loops on her sides mid heaved up, straining both arms.
"NOO!" Linda cried out, fresh points of pain stabbing through her body as the man crushed her up to his torso. His dick hurt every time it hammered down.