After taking several minutes to enjoy the view, they all began to take off their riding outfits, before unloading some stuff to set-up camp for the night. Once the tents were set and their overnight bags unloaded, Kay winked at Kelly and said, "I think it's time for a refreshing swim..."

As Kelly smiled and nodded her head in approval, Kay stepped over to Will, smiled widely and said softly, "Kelly and I are going for a swim, sweetie."

Smirking, she lowered her eyes some and asked, "Do you mind if I lose this bathing suit?"

Smiling, Will replied, "No, not at all, babe!"

As Kay began to untie her top, Kelly was reaching for the ties on hers as well... as if the two had planned this moment...

Allowing their impressive girls to swing free, they dropped their tops to the sand. Giggling to one another, they bent over to slowly work their bottoms to their ankles before kicking them free with their feet. Their husbands' eyes were wide and captivated by the sexy show, just as the two women knew they would!

Kelly then took Kay's hand and began walking toward the water. Still mesmerized by the sight of their beautiful naked wives as they slowly strode hand-and-hand toward the lagoon's edge, none of them noticed the unexpected guests at the tree line.

Watching excitedly while adjusting their swim trunks to accommodate their growing manhoods, the cock teasing show was about to come to an abrupt and terrifying end.

Hearing four simultaneous popping sounds, they all suddenly grabbed at their necks as the sting of darts suddenly overwhelmed them. Unable to react quickly enough, the paralytic contents of the darts were quickly injected into their bodies. Within seconds all voluntary muscle control was lost as the four of them fell to their knees in the sand, and then onto their backs. Staring up helplessly from the warm sand, their vulnerable bodies were essentially paralyzed.

Hearing people approaching, the women desperately wanted to cover their nakedness, but they could not move enough to do so. Staring up at the men who now stood over their frozen bodies, their hearts began to race in their chests as they strained unsuccessfully to move just a little bit. Looking up at the smiling men dressed in militia style clothing and seemingly well-armed, the view for the women was terrifying.

"What do we have here??" one of the men quipped. "Looks like we have some trespassers!"

Squatting down to brush the hair away from their faces, the man was scanning their gorgeous bodies up and down before he said, "It's not worth struggling, you can't go anywhere. The paralytic darts are quite effective!"

Frantic at the militiaman's comments, Kelly groaned softly as a tear escaped from the corner of her eye. She couldn't help but dread what they had gotten themselves into!

Next, they heard some vehicles approaching across the sand. The women soon spotted a utility style buggy pulling up close to them. From their vantage point on the sand, they saw it had a 2ft wide by 8ft long, thinly padded plank extending outward from the back end, with several leather straps dangling downward from the edges.

Desperate to move and escape, they couldn't. And the more they stared at the buggy's plank, the more frightened they became. It didn't take much imagination to guess what was going to happen next. All the while, they could hear what they assumed was a similarly equipped buggy approaching Will and David, who they assumed were suffering the same fates. While they couldn't see them, they knew their husbands weren't far. And based on their silence, it was obvious that they were also incapacitated.

With two militiamen now standing over them and staring down at their nakedness with big smiles on their faces, they bent over and grabbed Kelly's arms and legs before lifting her from the sand. Unable to resist or plead with the men, Kelly was brought to the buggy and laid on her back atop the plank. Facing up with her head at the top end, the men pushed her legs together and tucked her arms down at her sides. While grateful that the men pushed her legs closed instead of spreading them open, she didn't feel any relief regarding her situation.

With her wild eyes darting about, she was further traumatized when one of the men hovering over her reached down and began to tease her shockingly erect nipples. Gasping and groaning as her body began to tremble, she was mortified by how pleasantly sensitive her nipples were. Unable to resist the skillful teasing fingertips, she began to moan and sputter as her clit responded to the stimulation of her extraordinarily erect nipples in a completely unexpected way. Closing her eyes now, she was doing her best to sever the connection between her nipples and clit, but she couldn't. Her clit was beginning to throb as the moisture in her slit began to build.

After teasing Kelly to a sexual frenzy, they left her side to allow her to come to grips with her body's response to the stimulation. But before Kelly could regain her composure, the militiamen returned to the buggy, caring Kay. To both Kelly's and Kay's dismay, Kay was quickly placed on top of Kelly, face down with her head toward the bottom of the plank. This well-planned positioning left the girls with their faces placed at each other's pussy. Each could feel the others large, fully erect nipples pressing against their flat stomachs. And to add insult to injury, Kay could now smell Kelly's womanly excitement as her nose pressed against her womanly mound, and it was having an unexpected effect. Fortuitously, they had shaved themselves the night before, in the hopes of stirring up some group fun with their men while on their excursion. But they never envisioned this scenario.

Still holding Kay steady atop Kelly, the men began to pull the dangling straps up from the plank's edges. Slipping the strap ends through the buckles, the men drew the six straps snugly over the pair, including straps that were placed over the back of their heads to firmly hold their faces down. Then, with great care, they pulled each strap as tightly as they could without injuring the girls.

"There we go ladies; I think you're ready to travel! We do have quite the ride ahead of us."

***

Dressed in their dominant, black leather outfits; Martin's tall, sexy, muscular body looked remarkable in his intimidating attire. While Suzanne was equally alluring in her leather miniskirt and form fitting leather top with her rather large breasts struggling to stay contained. Standing as tall as she did, her large globes were a site to see on her otherwise slender frame.

Stepping outside and walking over to the wooden posts in the courtyard that Will and David occupied yesterday, they waited anxiously to see Camilla and her travelers emerge from the opening in the tree line

A figure dressed in white suddenly emerged from the trail concealed in the tree line. Watching anxiously as the woman stepped forward atop her heeled thigh-high boots, they could immediately see how beautiful she was with each seductive step she took. Strutting closer and closer, Martin and Suzanne could see she had two others in tow on leashes behind her. Taking in the view as thoroughly as possible, they could see the beautiful, confident and dominant woman was clearly of Brazilian lineage.

The sexy vixen had a more robust figure at 5' 8" and 155lbs. Her curvy, sexy figure sported rather large, beefy Double-D breasts that hung sexily from her hourglass figure for a woman in her early 40s. Her long, full and wavy brown hair was starting to grey but that was not a concern given her sexy smile, intriguingly pretty face and glowing caramel skin.

Dressed all in white, she wore a laced-up top that struggled to hold her bobbling girls in place. With her big, erect nipples pressing through the thin fabric, she knew exactly the impact her girls would have on any man within eyesight. Just barely covering her most private area, her soft leather miniskirt ended several inches above her thigh-high boots. Clearly, she wasn't wearing a bra, so one could only wonder about panties...

With the woman within 10-feet now, Martin took a step forward and said, "You must be Camilla... Welcome to The Compound."

Smiling she replied, "Yes, I am Camilla, and thank you for having me. I take it you received VP Garcia's call..."

"Yes, we did, but he didn't give us much information over the phone... How can we be of service?"

Smiling, she stepped to the side slightly to allow a better view of her leashed companions, and said, "Well, that's what we're here to see... Let me introduce you to my companions here."

Prompting the very attractive man forward by the leash that was attached to the chain that swung between his ringed nipples, she continued, "This is Marco, my CHEATING husband!"

Also Brazilian, the 6' 2", 205lb., naked man had light brown skin, an athletic build, short dark hair, and wide brown eyes that were darting around wildly. Tightly collared and gagged with a large black ball between his teeth, he had leather cuffs on all four limbs and a very tight cinching cord biting cruelly into his swollen genitals. Being led by a leash clipped to the chain affixed to his ringed nipples, her bound husband was in no position to protest anything that his wife wanted.

Moving along with the introductions, she brought the tightly bound and naked woman into view by the leash that was also attached to a chain between her impressive ringed nipples and continued, "And this is Anita, his SLUT girlfriend!"

Wobbling nervously atop her tall, thin, high heels, the sexy young woman stood 5' 4" and weighed 110lbs. The young woman had a pretty and innocent face of a teenager. In her early-20s though, the long dark-haired beauty was also from Brazil, with golden-brown skin and sexy dark brown eyes. Her rather plump and jutting C+ cup breasts had unusually prominent areolas and long nipples. Standing with her arms trapped in an armbinder and her dainty mouth jammed full of ball-gag, her sexy globes projected seductively from her slender torso. Clearly terrified by what was happening, her wide frightened eyes made her appear even more vulnerable.

Just 36-hours earlier she had been making wild passionate love to Marco, and now she was standing naked and bound in a large courtyard as if she were an indentured sex-slave. But what neither she nor Marco knew just yet; was that was exactly their fates!

Nodding his head in approval as his eyes scanned the bound man and woman, Martin quipped, "The nipple rings look fresh and very effective," as he reached out and flicked Anita's prominent rings.

Smiling, as Anita moaned and quivered in response, Camilla said, "Yes, they are... When it became clear that they weren't going to come willingly, I had my security detail hold them down so I could insert the rings myself. I knew they would be helpless against the pull of the cruel jewelry!"

"Yes indeed," Martin replied. "We have found that to be an incredibly effective way to maintain control over a slave... And you say you did them yourself, Camilla?"

"Yes, yes I did. I had never done it before, but it was great fun with these two!"

"Well, we have two doctors on site who perform our procedures here," added Suzanne.

Motioning toward their large bungalow at the edge of the courtyard, Master Martin asked, "Shall we go have a conversation over a cup of coffee, Camilla? We're both looking forward to hearing how we can be of assistance."

Smiling, she responded, "Yes, I think I'm going to find your expertise very helpful."

Collecting Marco's and Anita's leashes, Camilla gave a gentle tug, causing them to awkwardly lurch forward as they began to follow behind the three dominant figures toward the fancy house. Challenged by their hobble chains, the groaning captives were forced to hop and skip along to keep up as the leashes pulled at their freshly pierced buds.

Stepping up onto the deck that overlooked the courtyard, Suzanne reached out to Camilla's hand holding the leashes and asked, "May I?"

"Yes, thank you," Camilla said as she handed Suzanne the two leashes.

Leading the suffering couple toward a group of three comfy looking bar height chairs, Suzanne made the couple kneel on a thin pad, facing each other, in the middle of the chairs. Next, she unclipped the leashes from their nipple chains and immediately connected their chains together with a small clasp. This left them whimpering and panting as they were forced to kneel at attention or experience the chains pulling at their nipple rings.

"I suggest you stay still and focus on your balance. Falling over could be a very unfortunate thing!"

Looking toward an open door leading inside, Suzanne barked out, "Stacey, three coffees please!"

Motioning Camilla to one of the chairs, they all took a seat, circling Marco and Anita.

"Tell us, Camilla," Martin said. "I'm guessing you're here for the unique form of punishments we can exact here. What are you thinking about for these two?"

"Hmmm," she responded, "when I caught them, I was very angry. My first thought was to have him castrated and her clit clipped!"

Marco and Anita reacted immediately to the terrifying comment. Whimpering in objection, they were clearly horrified by what they just heard. Staring into each other's tear-filled eyes, they knew they were helpless on their knees, unable to even attempt an escape.

"But I've calmed down since then! When I mentioned my personal woes to VP Garcia, he suggested you folks. He said you could physically punish them for me while I watch them suffer. And when they are broken and begging, you could train them as obedient sex-slaves to serve my every perverted whim. That's what I want now!"

Giggling, Suzanne reached out to pet Anita's head as she replied to Camilla, "Well, you've come to the right place, my dear. This little slut will be the best nipple teaser, pussy licking, clit sucking, bitch that you can imagine."

***

Camilla could feel the heat building between her own legs. Watching her husband and Anita struggle against their hobble chains and bondage, she could see their anxiety rise when the structure labeled in large letters 'Whipping Box' came into view at the opposite edge of the courtyard! She was pleasantly surprised by how excited she was getting by the anticipation of seeing the two cheaters whipped into submission. At first, she wasn't sure how she felt about exacting so much pain and torment on them... but seeing the two horny captives as they were now, was simply too enticing for Camilla. As they say, 'hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.'

At the steps leading up to the 'box', Marco and Anita both came to a stop. Breathing heavily as their frantic eyes watched Martin reach for the doorknob on the large door, they were now frozen in place. They knew their fates were sealed, but that didn't mean they would be able to move.

Looking back at the helpless frozen couple, Martin smiled and said, "Really... all this way and you're going to make me drag you inside by your nipples!"

Shaking their heads in horror, "Marco squeaked, "N-N-No, Sir."

"GOOD!" called out Camilla as she slapped both of them on their asses sharply, "Let's go!"

Reluctantly stepping forward first, Marco found the hobble chain between his ankle cuffs just long enough to allow him to climb the stairs. After watching Marco slowly and carefully make the climb up the four steps, Anita soon followed. As she completed her first step up, the ring through her hoodie rubbed across her erect clit. Gasping at the sudden sensation between her legs, she began to quiver and moan. It was too inconceivable to reconcile how she could be so horny and frightened at the same time. The idea that she might climax as she climbed the horrific stairs was overwhelming to the young woman.

Sensing her struggles, Martin said, "I will remind you that you do not have permission to cum, sweetie."

Panting and shaking as she made her final step up, Anita responded distraughtly, "Y-Y-Yes, M- Master, Sir."

Finally standing atop the entry platform into the 'box' her body quivered as a barely audible exhale of, "Ohhh, my-y-y g-god," escaped from her open mouth.

"You didn't climax, did you?" Martin inquired sarcastically.

Inhaling deeply, she replied, "N-No, No, S-Sir. Please, I-I didn't."

"Okay, I'll trust you, my dear."

Holding the large solid door open, he said sternly, "Inside, both of you!"

While clearly against their desires and better judgment, they entered the very poorly lit space without the encouragement of a leash. Inside was surprisingly dark as they were led toward the middle area of the large room. Standing shoulder to shoulder, their imaginations were running wild until they heard a switch click, bringing several bright lights to life.

The first thing they saw were many horrifying photos on the walls of several men and women, suspended spreadeagle by their wrists and fully exposed. The photography perfectly captured the expressions of pain and suffering as the whips found their marks on their bodies.

Stunned by what they were seeing, Martin gave them a few moments to absorb the numerous picture displays before continuing.

"Now it's your turn to pose for the cameras, my friends!" Martin chirped quite sarcastically.

Placing Marco and Anita at the whipping frames that they would soon occupy, Martin said, "Camilla, would you like to assist with fastening your husband's wrist cuffs to the waiting chains?"

"Yes, it would be my pleasure, Master Martin!"

"I thought you might! But before we do that, why don't you accompany Suzanne to the back room and select some tools of punishment!"

Looking around the room more closely as Camilla and Suzanne stepped away, Marco quickly spotted a set of chains hanging close by him and another set by Anita. There wasn't any question about what those were for!

With Camilla and Suzanne in the other room choosing some whips, Martin spoke rather softly to Marco, "Did you like the way your wife called me, Master Martin... I know I did! Do you think she would look good at my side, on her knees and collared? She is a beautiful creature."

Stunned by the comments, Marco had a blank look of confusion on his face as he ever so gently shook his head in objection.

"Really! After all she's done to you and your girlfriend, I'd think you would be all-in on watching her surrender herself to us... to also become a compliant slave at our compound! Hmmm, perhaps I'll give the VP Garcia a quick call..."

Rethinking things a bit, perhaps this could be a path for him and Anita to escape his wife's wrath... But before he could engage further with Martin, the women returned with whips in hand.

Seeing their selections, Martin said, "Excellent choices ladies! Go ahead and set them on the table over there while we get the slaves mounted!"