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THE TOW BAR GAME IN WHICH THREE GUYS AND I TAKE OUR SUBS ON A WEEK LONG TRIP IN AN RV SPECIFICALLY SO THE GIRLS CAN LOOK AFTER US; THE GIRLS GET SHARED FREELY AMONGST THE GUYS; BUT EVERYONE, GUYS AND GIRLS, ENDS UP OBSESSED WITH A RIDICULOUS GAME IN WHICH THE AIM IS TO WHIP THE GIRLS' BEAUTIFUL ARSES AS OFTEN AS POSSIBLE ACCORDING TO STRICT RULES THAT WE ALL AGREE TOGETHER. The guys and I decided to go for a week-long road trip and take the girls along with us. It was meant to be a guy's holiday. The girls were just to look after us, cooking, cleaning and tidying, and serving sexually. Their role for the week was deliberately defined as old fashioned feminine service in all things - just for the fun of it...though the philosophy of the group tended in that direction. We rented Winnebago for the week and set out. To establish the mood and ensure the girls understood their place they weren't allowed clothes, ever, only their sub collars, cuffs and ankle cuffs which were to be worn all the time, and shoes if they needed to go outside, which it turned out they did need to quite often, but not far, just to the back of the RV. The group was made up of four couples, but we, the guys that is, had agreed that the rule for the trip was that any of the girls could be used by any of us for anything we liked, provided that they were shared around fairly and there were no side relationships or favourite pairings - even with our own subs. Everyone was to be anyone's during the trip. Fair sharing. Some amongst the group hadn't seen each other for quite a while so early on there was a lot of exploration and physical re-acquaintance. However, once we got going with the fair-sharing rule we came up with another that became the main entertainment and focus for the rest of the trip. If any of the girls misbehaved, failed at her chores, or performed unsatisfactorily, she’d be punished. This would be done by taking her outside to the back of the Winnebago the next time we stopped, attaching her collar to the tow bar which forced her into a bent position where her bare arse was beautifully presented for whipping and spanking. Each of the guys would then give her a set number of blows decided by whomever she’d disappointed. To give it an edge of fairness, the girl could state her preference for what was to be used on her - cane, paddle, flogger, whip, belt, sneaker, hand etc. Though the preference need not be accepted. When we'd finished on her arse, the one who’d ordered the punishment inspected the damage to decide if it was sufficient. If not, she'd get another round. The next day when all the girls had had a turn at the tow bar, they, the girls, suggested that as well as the guys giving their view on whether the punishment was enough, the three girls who weren't being punished could also give theirs. If they thought she should get more, they could have a go at her arse as well, and they also proposed that once everyone was satisfied with the state of her nether cheeks, the guy who ordered her whipping should have to fuck her before releasing her from the tow bar. Whenever we stopped to punish a girl, we chose a secluded spot so our activities at the tow bar wouldn't be seen - or so we thought. One time we spotted a surreptitious onlooker. As the girls were all quite happy with dogging, they didn't mind standing around naked with an audience, as long as it wasn't anyone they knew, and we were far from home. However, I went to talk to with our covert audience member to try to explain that it was all okay. Thinking quickly, I told him that we were setting up for a scene in a movie we were filming. He was quite impressed and stayed for much longer than I intended. While he hung around, I was pretending to film with my phone. Just blocking the action for the full set up tomorrow, I told him. Eventually he left wishing us well for the movie and commenting wryly that the girl who was acting the part of getting beaten was admirably committed to giving an authentic performance. The chance of more curious onlookers prompted me to suggest that the girl should be handcuffed during her whipping and fucking. It would look hotter for the voyeurs. If we were giving a show why not make it a great one? And for the sake of the girl's privacy on any video that was secretly taken we should blindfold her. So, we did that, but there were no more onlookers, at least as far as we could tell. The other guys were terrified of people getting the wrong idea and calling the police, and they got very careful choosing our spot, often driving around for an hour or more looking for cover and seclusion. The handcuffing I’d introduced did lead to a refinement of the girl’s punishment. We would leave her handcuffed for the next two hours after release from the tow bar and still expect her to fulfil all her duties and any of our commands and demands. After the first try of this we accepted that, while the results were hilarious, her hands should be cuffed in front when doing her chores etc., not at her back. We weren't unreasonable! It was the girls again who suggested another excellent addition to the ritual. As soon as the one being punished was released from the tow bar, she should have to give all four guys a blow job for a timed two minutes on each cock and if she didn't get at least one of us to cum she'd be punished again. But, if she got two or more to cum, she'd be immune from punishment for the next day. It was a great incentive, but the immunity was never achieved. No matter how well she sucked, licked, mouthed and gagged we would deliberately hold back our jizz on the poor girl, that is if we still had any to give after other activities in the Winnebago that day. This rule could have led to never ending cycles of sucking, failing and more punishment. But the way it worked out in reality was that one of us would feel the girl had had enough and compassionately unload in her mouth, if he could, or if not, the whole thing would end hilariously with everyone laughing too much to continue. Once the punishment rule got going we guys couldn't help our sadistic little minds and ramped up the demands on the girls to maddeningly impossible levels, ranging from petty things such as each girl having to keep her nipples erect or her cunt wet all the time ready for use, to more strenuous demands like a girl having to cum on command or not cum under masturbatory duress with the Hitachi wand. We ramped up routines so all the girls had to consistently comply with some high protocol requirements, or meet unreasonably detailed cleaning standards around the Winnebago. We trawled our collective imaginations to make up these stipulations and other more ridiculous ones, all with the AIM of sending a girl out to the tow bar. I was amused to find that after the first couple of rounds of punishment all I had to do to a girl was say "nipples” and hers instantly stiffened. The tow bar game, as I came to think of it, really made the trip. Everyone, guys and girls, seemed to thoroughly enjoy it, if not in the girls' case when actually getting punished - although I suspect a couple of them loved that - and we guys made sure that there was a fair distribution, with no girl being unequally targeted or missing out. By the end of the trip each girl went home with a reddened, bruised and well-marked up arse, a treasured memento of a great week that would be brought to mind every time she sat down, while the guys ended the seven-day trip with equally happy memories having enjoyed each of the girls many times and several ways, as well as having numerous opportunities to whip their gorgeous arses. And they were indeed all absolutely gorgeously spank-worthy arses, which, thinking back was probably the inspiration for the ridiculous tow bar game. |
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