The pub was one that had a beer garden and some equipment for the kids to play on. After the food Jon told me and Vicky to go and have a go on the swings. She was pushing me quite hard and I was going quite high. It was fun, but every time that I went forward my dress would blow up and my belly was exposed. It was a good job that I was sat down otherwise my pussy would have been on display and I wouldn’t have been too happy about that as there were too many young kids around. After the swing we had a go on a wooden see-saw and I got a good view of Vicky’s pussy each time her end of the see-saw went to the ground, leaving her with her bum virtually on the floor, her feet flat on the floor and her knees up in the air and wide apart. I suppose that I must have been showing as much as her, but I wasn’t thinking at the time. “Leaving your snail’s trail again” Jon said as we got off. I looked back and saw the wet patches that our pussies had left on the wooden seesaw. I was really in ‘big kid mode’ and wanted to have a play on the climbing frame but Jon wouldn’t let me, said that my lack of underwear would be too much for that place. But he did say that it gave him some ideas. When we got home, Jon told us to take our dresses off and then to put our Ben Wa balls in. He told us that we both had to wear them for 3 days without letting them come out even once. Vicky said that she girl might have a few problems at work, especially when Jon told her that she wasn’t to japen wear knickers as well. I knew that I could manage for 3 days, but I remembered when I had first started wearing them for a long time when I wasn’t concentrating on keeping them in. I had had to push one of them back in a couple of times and could just imagine the embarrassment if one dropped onto the floor in the middle of a place like a building society. The problem I had found was that if I concentrated on keeping them in by gripping them with my muscles I get turned on and it can be really difficult not to have an orgasm. If I just relax and try to forget them they can drop out. I guessed that Vicky was going to look a bit strange to the people she worked with. We all sat in the lounge with a glass of wine and started talking about nothing special. The subject of orgasms came up and Vicky talked about the incredible one that she had had the previous weekend when Jon had caned her. I had never had one so intense and I looked at Jon and said, “Master, I want to have an orgasm as intense as the one Vicky had last weekend, please beat me until that happens.” Jon reminded me that he had caned Vicky quite hard and that he thought that my pain threshold was a lot higher than Vicky’s. He said that it would take a lot more pain for me to go ‘over the top’, and even then I might not react in the same way as Vicky. I told him that I was willing to try it so he told me to frig myself up to the starting point of an orgasm and then stop and wait for 5 minutes then start again. Freddy reached down and grabbed the shaft of his own dick. Juices flooded down my thighs. But you know what you’ve got to do this time, right?” Backing up two steps, Ryan spun her around and bent her over, skirt at her waist, he pulled her thong up onto her left ass girl cheek. "Cum for me" I whispered looking into his beautiful blue eyes. It turns us on. Patty admitted. I opened my legs wide letting everyone get a closer look at my wet, swollen, open pussy. Luckily the cat came over with the sense to use scissors. Then Sylvia takes action by herself and moves Katin's head left and right. “Don’t want you over excited and dying on me do I?” she answered, “No you bugger off to bed and wank your self stupid you old fool.” Had the collar changed other things about her as well? It was like a sudden electrical current running from my nipples to my clit. Then she realized why, her magic belt, the source of all her strength was missing! “She went fucking crazy for it when I forced it in,” Lisa explained, clearly excited by their accomplishment. Finally, I settled in to where I was as deep as I could get. “Alright, let’s get this over with,” she muttered to herself, obviously not in the best of moods, as she got out, locked up her car, and came up the back steps. She was very wet and his finger slipped easily in to her pussy. “Oh the water feels much better than the pool.” His one hand had fisted japen up in the girl's hair, helping her see and pleasure his cock. “No, really, anything,” Kelly said, curiosity getting the better of her. It was futile. She pushed herself up off the sunlounge and turned around. I pushed my tongue between her lips, she opened to meet me, her tongue exploring mine. Her breathing slowed down, and she seemed to be a lot calmer now. There was something though. I gasped and bucked. She stared at me... and looked afraid. I'm not shy. Can you milk my finger with your pretty little twat?”