Diana stiffly drew the camisole over her head and let it fall over her breasts. She winced as the silk connected to the clamps and she moaned loudly. Harry thought she was going to have another climax just from the sensations of the silk rubbing on her abused nubs. She didn`t, but as she raised her arms to slip her green sheath dress over her head the camisole again moved and this time she screamed out, “Oh my fucking God! Fuck. Aaaaargh!” and she came and came. Her whole body shaking as an immense climax gripped her whole body. Harry spun her around and with one hand he pushed her in the middle of the back until she was bent double over the bed and he delivered five heavy slaps to her arse as he said aggressively, “I warned you. Not without my permission!”
Diana seemed to be having one orgasm after another as the dress caused the camisole to rub against her sensitive nipples. Every time she came Harry slapped her bum which just caused her to rush towards her next climax. Diana was struggling to breathe now as the intensity of her orgasms left her a shuddering mess. Gradually she began to calm. Harry guessed that her nipples were now numb, and probably her arse as well as he had slapped it more than twenty times. Her breathing was gradually returning to normal and Harry let her rise from the bed. She was still panting softly as she pushed her stockinged feet into Gail`s borrowed five inch heels and she put her arm through his and prepared to go downstairs. Harry could feel her bare arm quivering against his as they made their way down the wooden stairs. Diana was gripping him tightly and just as they got to the door to the bar she whispered” Thank you Master. I have never come as many times and with such power as I have this evening. Thank you!” and she kissed him on the cheek. They walked into the bar arm in arm and Diana`s rubbery legs managed to keep her upright somehow, even in those five inch heels.
They still had thirty minutes before dinner so Harry and Diana sat at their normal table and Gail brought them two glasses of wine. Harry saw Diana fidget as she desperately sought a position that didn`t bring her discomfort from the butt plug, and or, her sore butt cheeks. She wasn`t really successful and she squirmed constantly. As Gail passed him his drink Harry made a point of letting his arm graze across the front of Diana`s breasts and she moaned delightfully as his actions meant that he touched the clamps on her nipples. Harry chatted easily with the others as Diana sat and bit her lower lip and tried not to come again from all of the stimuli that lay hidden beneath the sheath dress.
As their second drinks arrived from Gail a few minutes later Harry let his arm trail across her chest once more and this time Diana moaned loud enough that the other couples noticed and looked at her with questioning looks on their faces. Diana had said nothing since they had entered the bar apart from perfunctory greetings and this was unusual for them. Hidden from the view of the others by the small table Harry pulled the hem of Diana`s green dress causing more friction to her abused nipples and this time Diana let out a soft, “Aaaaaaaaaaah!” and again all eyes swung in her direction. Harry nearly laughed as Diana asked loudly enough for all to hear, “Master, can I come?” and as he nodded he saw her throw her head back, her eyes rolled in their sockets, her legs clenched tightly together and she gripped the small table with both hands and her knuckles turned white, and she let out a loud, “Aaaaaaaaargh, yes, yes, Fuck yes!” as she orgasmed hard.
It was silent in the bar as all eyes were on Diana as she shivered and shook as she came in front of them all. The silence stretched until Sandy jokingly said, “I will have whatever she is drinking!” and they all laughed, even Diana managed a forced grin.
Moira saw them all laughing as she entered the bar telling them that dinner was ready and she looked pointedly at Harry who gave her a small nod and a grin. The smile that spread across Moira`s face was one of lust, and Harry also thought it was tinged with a little jealously. As they all stood, Harry glanced across and saw that Gail was the only one not laughing and when their eyes met, she swiftly turned hers to the floor.
Harry held Diana tightly as they made their way to the dining room. She was seriously unsteady on her feet and he felt her trembling in his arms as he supported her. His suspicions were now confirmed about Gail and he was rock hard in his jeans as they sat at the big table. The meal was again excellent, although in truth Harry couldn`t wait for it to finish. Diana was quiet throughout and only picked at her food as she bit her lip and nearly drew blood. It seemed like an eternity to Harry until their usual Sambuca glasses sat empty on the table and Gail had cleared away all the plates. Harry stood, and went around the table and helped Diana stand. He bid the others goodnight and Diana mumbled her goodnights also, and they pushed through the double doors into the foyer. Gail was waiting at the foot of the stairs with her hands clasped in front of her and her eyes averted.
As they grew closer Harry heard her speak in that delightful Scottish lilt, “Master, I have some work to finish here, but I will come to you as soon as possible!” Harry caressed her cheek and nodded before he helped Diana climb the stairs.
Diana almost collapsed as they entered the room and Harry had to have good reflexes to catch her. She eventually recovered and stood unsteadily in the middle of the room. Harry undid the zip of her dress and pulled it roughly up and over her head and Diana groaned as it was pulled over her clamped nipples.
Harry in a fit of compassion asked her softly, “Do you want to continue?”
He was amazed at the fire that burned in Diana`s eyes as she glared at him with a, “Fuck yes! Don`t you fucking dare stop! I am so fucking horny.” Then she returned to sub mode with a whispered, “Thank you Master for your concern, but your slave deserves this punishment for her abhorrent behaviour this afternoon!”
Harry, satisfied that she was indeed enjoying herself went into his full Master routine. “Kneel!” he barked and watched as Diana followed his instruction immediately. He continued, “Now we wait for our guest,” and he reached down and ran his fingers lightly across the front of the camisole and stopped twice to tap gently on Diana`s clamped nipples. Each time was rewarded by a deep moaning and a groan from Diana. He repeated this action four or five times before he heard a timid knock at the door, and after he called out that it was OK to enter, Gail opened the door and entered.
Gail had removed her dress in her room and was now clad in just black suspender belt with black stockings. No bra or panties and with unbelievable six inch heels that she seemed to wear with ease, much to Harry`s astonishment. She came towards the pair and dropped to her knees mirroring Diana and whispered, “Sorry for my tardiness Master, please show me the error of my ways and punish me like you have punished your wife so delightfully this evening!”