I am John. I am in my early 60s. I am fit, healthy and of average looks. I would not win a beauty contest but nor would I be eliminated in the first round.

Anna is in her late 40s, white, slightly above average height, wears short blond hair and has an hour glass figure. Her smile is radiant and she cuts a confident almost strident persona. She is a little thin above the waist and especially across the shoulders but has relatively wide hips and a fuller sporty lady’s lower body. She often remarks to me that she is happy with how she looks even though she always complains that she doesn’t “have any tits”.

She is on her second marriage and whilst she has partner swapped for an evening a long time ago, she has not had another woman. If she has other kinks (I reckon she must have) I am not aware of them but she has had some recent affairs since her marriage has faltered. She shares much of the detail with me, including the sex. In fact her affairs have only been about sex!

We have known each other a long time and we are a happy foursome when we and our spouses get together. As individuals we both have a high sex drive and possess reasonably experienced sexual CVs though not involving each other.

Privately, the two of us are much closer and have shared many of life’s ups and downs, usually though not exclusively, concerning our respective relationships. We are as close as opposite sex folk can be without being romantically entwined. Outside the bedroom we are more physical in that we like running! We venture out together when the pressures of life permit as it is a good time to talk discreetly.

Putting my cards on the table I fancy Anna. She knows it too. I have politely asked her for one off sexual relations and she has politely declined. I would dearly love to see, feel and touch her naked body as much as, if not more than, “just” shagging her. I find it hard to know someone so well without being drawn in and attracted to them in some way or other but she, probably correctly, assesses that neither of us needs another complication in our lives. Anyway, she claims she just doesn’t fancy me physically so I resort to telling her she is missing the opportunity of the century.

Her supposed indifference to me sexually is, I hope and think, is a small fib to put me off the scent. She has previously (and more than once) messaged having masturbated and thinking of me. Work that one out! I have some sexy and naked photos she has sent me too. As she has of me.

She also is very open that she makes herself cum every morning whilst her husband is making the morning tea and coffee. Her husband is a great bloke but she asserts their sex life is mundane. Astonishingly she has told me he sits their impassively as she writhes and moans on the end of her vibrator. Unsurprisingly, he has asked her if we “have” (my other half suspects us too) but as Anna and I have not so much as kissed romantically, she is quite able to bat that one away genuinely.

She always has her admirers though, many it seems with “their tongues hanging out” as I put it. (Rightly so, because in my view she has got better with age. Whilst I have always liked Anna it is only in more recent years I have found my feelings spill over into to fancying her). She is always boasting of this colleague or that acquaintance fancying her. The latest is a younger lad called Matt. Her complacent but confident and choosy attitude to these admirers is very much part of the assertive Anna that appeals to me as part of our uniquely open and very supportive relationship, laced as it is with a few racey trimmings.

Anna works in a senior role in large school set within amazing grounds and superb facilities. She invited me to run with her one holiday afternoon from the school so I could see the place for myself, having heard so much about it. We could chat and maybe stop for a beer on the way home. “Bring a towel and a change of clothes”. Oh I do like it when she is instructive!

I was there like a shot as I knew that once again I could admire her in her running gear and see her get hot and sweaty. She also knows only too well that I drop behind her to look at her bum as we run and playfully tells me to “stop it”. Well, beggars cannot be choosers so if that is all I can have that is all I will get!

The school is huge and visually spectacular. As we ran around the beautiful empty grounds there was something unusually upbeat about her. She didn’t say anything specific but I felt something was afoot. It seemed strange the place was so deserted. I thought there might be the odd caretaker or workman taking the chance of the holiday to get things done but she explained there is a three day window in all holidays where all staff are told to stay away and properly switch off from work and enjoy their break. Strangely that didn’t seem to include Anna, or at least as I thought as we ran. She had been at work. Anyway, we covered other familiar subjects concerning our other halves and how many orgasms she had given herself before work! We ran well despite her usual moans about not being fast enough and in no time at all the enjoyable and chatty run was soon over and she suggested she showed me around the empty place once we have showered and changed. Then with a smile laced with sheer devilment she said “If you like you can use the girls changing rooms. The under 18s netball team were in there only last week: you’d like that wouldn’t you?”. I eagerly took up the invitation although she declined my predictable invite to join her in there. “I have my own facilities. When you are ready stay here and I will come and get you” she rather boasted with a smile. That’s typical Anna. Also, her directing me there was not just based on my alleged perversion as I was to find out.

As we met up again, I could see from her engaging appearance that she was indeed up to something. “Blimey. You look nice” I offered. She tutted playfully, brushed the compliment aside somewhat as she clearly had something on her mind.

“I have something to confess” she said. “Do you recall....” she continued.

My mouth opened with increasing shock as she went on to remind me that after one alcohol fuelled exchange I revealed my interest in tantric massages, being tied up, masturbation and medfet. We had had what you might describe as an open and honest exchange of turn ons. Somehow I had also blurted out that I wasn’t sure whether in some circumstances I might be consider a male encounter and under what circumstances. She had more than locked that away in her memory. What I was blissfully unaware of or maybe had forgotten was that she too had an strong interest in instructional role play and dominance in the bedroom. She said something about a friend with whom she had discussed kinks, experimenting, missing my birthday and wanting to make it up to me though by then my heart was racing and a sense of anticipation was rising exponentially to the point I may have missed a few words of her brief and hurried explanation of what was unfolding. She has certainly told me many times that her husband’s vanilla attributes have stopped her delving into more unusual activities. Was this all about to change?

Then she noticeably changed. As if a switch had been flicked.

“Walk this way John” she instructed, adopting a different and very firm manner. She almost marched along a corridor with me trotting behind. I barely had time to admire her rear view and the Anna swagger she has. We entered the boys’ changing rooms to find we were not alone.

“This is Lewis. Lewis: John”. He and I shook hands. It was all a tad formal.

“Lewis, please check the doors are locked behind us. John, from this moment on, you are to do as I or Lewis ask you. You will reply to us that you have heard and understood us and address us both by our names. Christian names will do John providing you obey these instructions; if not you will be required to address us more formally. Do you understand?”.

I spoke the words “Yes, Anna”.

I thought the words ‘What the fuck’.

Quite how I hid my excitement I am not sure. Although I was also incredulous and highly nervous. I have a natural shake at the best of times. I must have resembled a jelly at this point. I sensed she too was nervous. Lewis quickly returned from checking the place but was quiet. She shepherded us through an arch way to what looked like a part of the changing room where teenage team talks must happen. It was clean but certainly smelt like a changing room to the point your could almost smell the testosterone. In the middle of the room was a massage or examination table and to my intense excitement as I decided which it was, I saw it had leg rests to each side. On a changing bench to one side there was a collection of things that I did not have time to register but there certainly was also and quite astonishingly, a tripod at the foot of the table fitted with a camera. The room was warm if rather spartan. I did not have time to think much more before Anna and Lewis adopted positions either side of the far end of the table looking at me.

For a moment there was a silence. A slightly awkward extended one whilst Lewis and Anna exchanged glances. I can only imagine this was new to her too and she stumbled with her words rather resembling a child actress trying to remember their lines in the school nativity play. But she quickly dropped back into her role.

“We are going to experiment with you. I want to establish to what extent you respond to certain stimuli. These will be of a sexual nature”.

She glanced at him for confirmation. He nodded. He started to take off his track suit top.

“I might add that we will explore your response to both male and female sexual stimuli”.

“This will be done with you naked. Please take off all your clothes. Please remove each item one one at a time. Undress slowly so that we may watch”.

I had not intended to hesitate but maybe I paused taking it all in. Either way she was stepping into her role with aplomb. “I want to see you naked and now” she snapped. “All your clothes. I require you to stand in front of us both at the foot of the table so we can study you” I instantly obeyed by undressing but she quickly reminded me to verbally respond. “...um...oh yes, Anna”.

I took off my jacket. Then my shirt. I was being watched very intently. We were all showing some nerves but it was thrilling. I paused as instructed. “Go on. Trousers” she barked after a few seconds.

I started to fumble with my belt and then lowered my trousers. I really do have strong and defined thighs and legs from years of exercise so much so that Lewis remarked “Nice”. So far he had not said a word other than our greeting. I wasn’t sure if I should respond to that so I just smiled and stepped out of my trousers. “I think he has a fine firm bum Lewis and really toned legs. He keeps himself very fit and I think it shows” Anna joined in. Lewis studied my thighs and bum to his evident but silent approval as I was down to my underpants.

I walked to the pegs and hung my things up. I stood before them in my underwear. Anna walked over and ran her hand across my buttocks. “Fully naked please”.

I then slipped off my underwear and returned to where instructed wearing nothing. Was I really standing naked in front of their admiring and studious gaze? Anna paced around me once and then a second time whilst Lewis reached for the camera.

“You’re not as big as I expected I have to say”. How could I possibly react to that? On her second circuit she ran her an extended finger over me, starting on my chest, rising to my shoulder, then down my spine before gently stroking each buttock in turn with her hand. She looked round from behind me and smiled at me over my shoulder as one hand gently cupped one buttock. Her closeness made my heart race. I am sure you could even hear the blood rushing to my penis. Her face and mine came almost to touching point for a second or two.

“Ok Lewis. Please take some still photographs of John’s body please before we really get going. I think we ought to have a full frontal, full rear view and then some close ups of his chest, thighs and legs. He likes me seeing him naked as he has sent me many photos before. Now he will find out what being undressed is really all about. Be sure to capture his relaxed penis in one shot or more. Especially whilst it is so small. We can compare it to later ones. John, stand with your arms out of the way whilst Lewis does this”.

I stood there excited and instantly aroused, certainly internally! Thank God. I am not sure a second humiliating reference to me being small would help. Here was this good friend of mine for the first time not just seeing me naked but examining me closely and using quite formal terminology. She watched intently.

It gave me time to asses the situation.

Anna was wearing a nice pair of heels, a skirt that came just above the knee and a low cut blouse revealing a teasing amount of cleavage and a smart business like jacket. She often boasted to me that she dressed to impress at work. I have photos she has sent me to prove it. “Yes John. They ARE stockings!”. Of course, I had noticed her provocative dress when we first emerged from changing but did not, know the reason. Now all was becoming clear.

My heartbeat resembled a racing car.

Under Lewis’ smart zip up training top which he had taken off was a training vest, knee length shorts and trainers. He appeared to be in his late 20s maybe early 30s and of Afro Caribbean appearance. He had steely dark eyes which nailed you to the spot. He looked super fit and very toned. His biceps and triceps were well worked out. A fine specimen of a man. He had a stethoscope around his neck.

Anna saw me looking him up and down and explained Lewis was the Head of Sports Science and Medicine at the school and that they were good confidants to each other. “A bit like you and I” she added. That was a little odd as she had not mentioned him before. No matter, that seemed immaterial as she ran the tips of her fingers across my breast. Lewis returned the camera to the tripod. “Shall we just say Lewis and I share much of our sexual thoughts similar to you and I John”. She looked at Lewis and they wore what can only be described as mischievous smiles.

Lewis took his turn to walk around me examining me. I found that a little disconcerting but the nerves were pretty quickly morphing into excitement. I felt sure I was getting bigger but I dare not look down so I tried to appear calm and confident.

He went for his stethoscope and listened to my chest from in front of me. Then he walked behind me to listen again. His attention to my body was certainly raising my heartbeat. He reached for the collection of things on the bench and wrote on a clipboard. All was silent in the room but tense.

He then produced a blood pressure reading device and tightened the cuff and increased the pressure to get a reading. Anna watched intently. The atmosphere was electrifying. To my utter amazement, he then picked up a ruler and stood closely in front of me before dropping into his haunches to measure my penis. It was still limp but it was becoming extended so I had avoided that nervous shrinking that can happen. His hand accidentally, I assume, brushed my penis as he went to stand again. He caught my eye and just smiled.

“Please get onto the table John. Edge down to the end of the table and lift your legs into the supports. Do not move from there unless instructed”.

“Yes Anna. But why? What are we going to do?”.

“Trust you John. I have already explained. Just enjoy the experience but please, do as you are told”.

Anna took off her jacket and hung it next to my clothes, giving me time to just catch sight of her bra under the semi see through blouse.

I was soon in position, leaning back with legs raised and apart. I was reclined but could see my body stretched out. She reached over and ran her hand from the ankle of my right leg towards my knees whilst making eye contact with me. She smiled. “I bet you’ve always wanted me to do that John”. At which point Lewis stepped forward and ran his hand up my left leg. He went a little further, stopping just before my groin. He rested his hand alarmingly close to my scrotum and penis for a few seconds. “You see Lewis, John has a fantastic and toned figure for his age” Anna reflected. “Note how comfortable he seems to be with your hand almost touching him. That really is interesting”.

Interesting? You could say that again.

Already it was apparent to all three of us that I was getting aroused. I will rewrite that. I was aroused. My penis, if ever it had been limp since getting showered and Anna’s belittling comments, was not now. It was still just about flopped to one side but when Lewis touched my thigh it flickered in that upward motion you get at the start of serious arousal. ‘Fuck me, what is going to happen here’, I thought to myself. My mind went back to a two girl tantric massage I had once which was sublime and also to an exciting tantric massage I had with my wife. But this was with a man in the room. And he just touched my thigh. And the untouchable Anna is conducting things and looking very dominant.

Anna recalled some near nude photos she had sent me and added “It is a pity I don’t fancy you though isn’t it John?”. She looked at me and laughed. I smiled but omitted to acknowledge her. She stepped towards me and came close to my face whilst placing her hand on my lower stomach and said “Please remember to acknowledge me. I am in charge. You will acknowledge me or else you we will have to use titles. It will also be more important to acknowledge me once you are blindfolded”.

Blindfolded? What?

“Lewis, you did bring those restraints didn’t you? Oh and start the video please”. Lewis nodded and got busy.

Restraints! Fucking hell.

Well that was it! No floppy penis anymore. He raised himself faster than flag up the pole. They noticed, of course. “Already we see he responds well Lewis. The word ‘restraints’ seemed to make a difference. He also reacts as much to you as to me it seems. Interesting”. She looked directly at me for a few seconds, pinning me with her stare. “Let us get going with the porn. Show him video number one please”.

Lewis handed me a tablet computer which was already running. It showed a middle aged curvy lady, naked but for a pair of red heeled shoes on a bed masturbating. Just a finger, no props. She murmured and moaned before she reached a measured but obviously natural orgasm.

I liked it a lot. I could not tell you how long the video lasted as I was now consumed with this whole experience. I was asked for my thoughts and replied “That was 9 out of 10. My sort of porn. Natural real sound too. Err. Anna”. I remembered her name just in time. Lewis listened to my chest and wrote something down.

Lewis set up video number two. This depicted a slim young entirely hairless man masturbating. There was a split screen with one half showing his hand on his penis and the other a view of him stretched out. He was masturbating slowly and gently but it was as erotic as the first video. The inevitable cum shot was natural and really very good and the camera dwelt on the cum dripping off his twitching penis.

Anna was watching me watching him and presumably thought that video aroused me at least as much as the first which isn’t necessarily what I wanted their experiment to reveal. Lewis listened to my chest again.

I was shown two other clips. A really superb lengthy lesbian scene with two very attractive women, one tied to a bed and the other teasing and dominating her partner, not overly explicitly but it was super high on the erotic scale.

“I like noisy expressive orgasms Anna” I replied when asked.

Then came a professional high quality handjob video with a female deliberately bringing the patient to orgasm. He had a rather large penis. The eye contact from the female therapist on the final climb to orgasm showed she was in charge and checking progress with her submissive subject.

Lewis listened to my racing heartbeat again after each.

“Fancy being that chap in the video John?” Anna asked me as she watched it over my shoulder.

“I liked those girls too Anna” I stuttered mildly embarrassed that I was owning up to all of that, not that my erection told them differently.

“I wouldn’t kick him out of bed” she said with a glint in her eye.

You can imagine not only was I as hard as can be but I could feel the start of some pre cum. I wasn’t sure the others could see it yet. Anna was pleased. She said I had confirmed that I was turned on by those videos and that I did indeed seem to be aroused by both sexes.

She continued “The next part of our experiment is to see whether you respond to physical stimulus John”. Lewis stepped towards the head of the bed and said “Fold your hands behind your head please John”. He had said very little but his instruction was firm. They were loosely tied together and whilst I could still have lifted them away or above my head I was told not to. They were allowing me an element of flexibility as if they knew my liking for BDSM practices was only mild and not extreme. Yet had I ever told Anna that?

Here was I with my arms tied, my legs spread widely and totally naked in front of two people that were decidedly in charge, one of whom I fancied and the other I might fancy if the mood was right! I suppose it doesn’t come any better than this, I considered.

Anna moved to stand between my legs. “Watch this Lewis” she said. She placed a hand on both my ankles and slowly moved them over my calves, knees and thighs. Her outstretched fingers reached the highest possible part of my inner thigh before stopping a millimetre from my penis and scrotum. Lewis stepped forward and measured by heartbeat.

He then stepped back and did exactly the same as Anna had done. He stopped just short. His head dropped at the end and for a split second I thought he was going to take me in his mouth but of course it was just a tease. He quickly readjusted to listening to my chest again.

“Well you’ve heard me talk about my super fast orgasms John. This is what gives them to me” Anna explained as she showed me an unremarkable thin vibrator which was already buzzing away merrily. She ran it from my ankles towards my crotch on both sides, slowly and varying her glance between what she was doing and my eyes. She then ran the vibrator across the front of her skirt whilst looking at me and her other hand gently caressed the front of her blouse. Lewis was observing. If I am any judge however, he seemed to have a bulge in his shorts. She saw me looking at him.

“If you haven’t guessed John, Lewis is gay” Anna added.

“Bi sexual really” Lewis added.

“He is gay really but doesn’t want to worry you” she quipped.

“Who said I was worried Anna?”. In for a penny in for a pound I thought to myself.

She took the vibrator as close to my groin as she dared before she passed it to him saying as she did so “I came on the end of this first thing”. Lewis enthusiastically ran it gently across my abdomen and then focussed on my nipples. The buzzing was light and sensual. From seemingly nowhere Anna then produced an ice cube and let it slide around my nipples, chest and then abdomen. It was teasingly cold and left a trail of water.

“I am pleased to see you are responding to us” Anna observed before snapping at Lewis rather “Chest please”. He dutifully listened to my chest again before quickly resuming the vibrator movements.

The feeling was truly divine, full of anticipation and unbelievably erotic. I ought to record here for the avoidance of doubt, that I was now fully and proudly erect. We are recording all of this John and I have just noticed that the first drop of pre cum is about to drop into your tummy. Are you excited?”

“I cannot begin to tell you Anna. But I don’t think I need to do.... oooh”. I instantly stopped talking. It was impossible to talk all of a sudden. Lewis had slid the vibrator from my inner thigh around to my anus and let it buzz just outside my eager hole. It was electrifying and stopped my sentence in its tracks. “Fuck. That is phenomenal Lewis”.

“Let him have some more Lewis”. She handed him a small bottle of lubricant. He nodded from side to side and declined it. What happened next took me to even greater levels of ecstasy. He let the tip of the vibrator run around the head of my engorged penis and used some of the now copious fluid. I let out a very long sighing moan as he then used it on me some more. This was the first time something had touched me.

But STILL neither had properly touched let alone grasped my penis with their hands. Or mouths? Would they? What is going to happen? Can I possibly last? I had so many questions in my mind.

Sensing the escalating excitement Anna asked him whether the video was recording ok. “I want his finest moment on tape Lewis”. She undid a button on her blouse.

He spoke. “No problem Anna but his cock is now so large I think we are getting along quickly. Do you think we should apply the blindfold now?”.

“Oh yes. He hasn’t much patience at the best of times”.

Anna applied the blindfold as Lewis buzzed the vibrator around my perineum.

“What can you see John?”

“Nothing”.

“ ‘Nothing Anna’ I think you said John. Is that right?”

“Yes Anna. Correct”.

If I was an Apollo rocket my engines were running, the takeoff routine was unstoppable and the countdown had begun.

“Perfect. The visual pleasure of what is going to happen will be all ours, at least until anyone watches the video”.

At which point I heard someone moving around as the vibrator was lifted off my skin momentarily. But it was soon replaced. “So which one of us has the vibrator now John”.

“I don’t know but it feels amazing”.

Slowly the tip went closer and closer before I could feel it being slid slowly and gently some short way into me. At which point I could hear more movement and suddenly someone standing by the side of my head.

“We will move to the conclusion of this experiment by also stimulating you verbally and mentally”. As if they hadn’t already, I thought to myself. “I am not only going to see you cum but I am also going to video every second”. It was Anna talking so it was still Lewis doing the penetration down below.

“I bet you’ve always wanted me to watch you spurt”. She was in her stride and I liked the slight adoption of slang. The graphic talk continued. “Have you wanked yourself off thinking of me John?”

“Oh I think you know the answer to that Anna”. I was becoming breathless with the anticipation.

“Tell me what you do when you masturbate thinking of me” her inquisition continued.

“You are usually with me, in the room observing me masturbate. What else can I say?”.

“Anna” she barked “Anna! Your final warning. Lewis and I can always stop this and go and amuse ourselves in the girls changing rooms. We can leave you tied up here if you won’t do as you’re told”.

“Err, sorry. You usually watch me masturbate Anna”.

“Ok. Go on. I want to know how filthy you really are thinking of me. Am I naked or clothed? Am I fingering myself as I watch you. Do you then fuck me?”

“You’re clothed I think Anna. It is the act of you watching rather than you playing with yourself though I would love to see you do it”.

“Interesting. I bet you would. But I like being fucked so why don’t you fuck me John?” She was now goading me and I genuinely felt dominated by her manner. Before I could answer she continued “I would say I think of you when I am on my vibrator every morning but you’re up against a lot of competition you know” she teased with more than a hint of humiliation whilst reminding me of her long queue of admirers. “Matt, Ben, Paul to name but three. All have far bigger cocks than you”.

There was momentary pause in her goading. But soon she set off again.

“You are being penetrated with my vibrator and you are submitting to a young man. Have you stopped to think that I might now be about to watch YOU being fucked?”.

That question simply hung in the air. I tried to adjust my arms to be more comfortable.

I could hear a zip move and what sounded like clothing being removed. I could still hear Anna’s feet so she at least had her lovely heels on still. Maybe they were just deliberately confusing my senses.

This was utterly incredible. Here was I having my very favourite fantasy played out with two people in a safe but firm sharing of both discipline and eroticism. I could only imagine what they were doing and how the scene must look.

Lewis was clearly an expert and moved the tip of the vibrator around and in seductively whilst also now stroking my inner thigh. I’ve never really found the magic spot in my prostate and nor had Lewis - yet - but the feeling was sublime. Maybe finding that is for another day!

“Your cock is now covered in pre cum John. I think we need to address the situation now, don’t you?” Anna not exactly whispered.

I stammered through the excitement that I agreed even though I am not sure I knew what ‘addressing the situation’ was to involve.

“So how do you think this going to end? How would you like us to bring you to orgasm?” Anna asked factually.

“Well, umm, I .....”. I started to reply but didn’t get far.

“I’m such a tease. You’re not going to choose. We are. In fact, we may already have decided for all you know”.

Lewis slowly withdrew the vibrator which was then turned off. He seemed to fiddle with the camera as I heard pictures being taken. “Get that pre cum on a close up” she whispered.

“Lewis has just taken some still photos of you now so we can compare with the earlier ones. You are open and very vulnerable to us both John. We will now conclude this procedure. For this final stage we will secure your legs so that they remain wide open. I want to see you utterly helpless in our presence”.

I tried to follow who was where. But it was impossible as they deliberately moved around silently with the only noise being the tightening of two restraints around my ankles. For a short while the activity lessened and I could again hear what sounded like clothing being removed.

The atmosphere was taught and highly charged.

“Well, well John. Lewis and I are looking down on your now extremely full and twitching erect penis”. She was talking more slowly now. Deliberately.

“I love to see that pre cum. It tells me you are very, very turned on. I bet you would like both of us to touch it but we agreed when we discussed this that chopping and changing would not work best. All the same she ran her hand around my lower abdomen where the coolness of the settling pre cum on my tummy felt tingly. Her touch was light and in made me breath in sharply. I let out a moan of sheer delight. Her hand must have been almost touching me. She adjusted her position so that she could use her finger to disturb the pool of cum and draw it around and enticingly toward the base of my penis.

One of us and one only will be touching that hard and ready cock, very, very soon and enjoying the sensation of your juices running across our hand. One of us will move our hand up and down almost gliding with all that lovely fluid. When I say one of us, we may have decided to untie you so we can let you wank yourself off in front of us and the camera. You’d like that I know. You’re such an exhibitionist”.

Her words were as much of a turn on as anything. Her voice dropped to a sultry tone I have not heard before. By now I really wanted to cum so I am not sure I had decided which of the three pairs of hands in the room I wanted. Assuming it was to be by hand.

She came close and said quietly “I know you’ve asked to fuck me before John. I am sorry I haven’t obliged but this must beat any single, hurried shag just to say you’ve had me. Just to say I am another one of your conquests. If it is any consolation for you I am also very wet and turned on to the point I might have to do something about it: you look great tied and helpless”.

With the conversation ceasing a short while I could hear more low level sounds and I am sure her shoes being kicked off. It sounded very much like caressing or touching. I could not be sure but I thought I also heard a very faint moan. Maybe not. Her voice ended my inner deliberation.

“What about if Lewis were to stand between those muscly thighs of yours? Just imagine what that would look like?” Probably by design I could feel someone brush the insides of my extended and parted lower legs.

She whispered as if to him only and to sound unrehearsed and not for my ears. I think she asked him if he ‘could put that there’.

There was some movement and more sounds before I felt something touch me. Was it Lewis? Was it his or her finger or his penis? It circled the entrance to me but then stopped. This was teasing of the highest imaginable level.

It wasn’t the vibrator as I heard that switched on again. Then nothing other than the gentle buzzing and then some distinctly heavier breathing fairly close to me. Surely she wasn’t going to make herself orgasm and deny me seeing it? The breathing quickened and then there was a moan. It was Anna. But what was Lewis doing with me? The sounds were incredible and driving me crazy as intended. I was beginning to fidget enough to make me want to shake off the ties around my lightly bound wrists rip off the blindfold so I could see.

“Use your imagination John because that is all we will allow you now. Are we too naked? Or still as you last saw us? Have I really started to play with myself? Is Lewis about to take your anal virginity? Or are we just teasing you to a point you’ve never reached before?”.

For once she didn’t demand an answer.

“Lewis. Please check his measurements again”. He listened to my chest then applied the blood pressure cuff. “I’ll measure his penis” Anna added. She must’ve been so close to my erection to do so.

“Very impressive John. Much better” she said. I could hear the clipboard and kit being put down.

“Ok. Enough! Enough!” Her voice broke the tension. “We can see you are very close John. The time has come my friend for my final act of dominance. Listen carefully and be prepared to repeat back when asked so that I know you understand”.

She spoke slowly, firmly and precisely as if to let her breathing recover.

“I now instruct you to orgasm. I want to watch you cum. I want to hear how you sound when you orgasm. I want to see your body convulse and your sperm spurt. The school is empty apart from us. The camera is recording your every response and will record which of the six hands in this room gets the privilege. I want to see you cum so fucking hard and loud”.

It went briefly silent. My heart was pounding. If this were a Tom and Jerry cartoon a red heart shaped thing would be beating outside my chest cavity and bouncing around the walls. It sounded like they were manoeuvring into agreed positions

“Now John! Repeat to me exactly what it is I want to happen please?”.

“Ok Anna. You want to see me......”.

I almost shrieked as the hand arrived.

It was impossible to talk.

A warm, gentle and expert hand coiled around my penis. The sensation was beyond the words in my vocabulary to describe.

As I came round from my post orgasmic doze, I was no longer tied nor blindfolded. “I’ve got all my bits and pieces. Can you return the table to the medic room when he has woken up?” she said before noticing I was stirring.

“How long have I been asleep?”

“Oh not long. Long enough for us to, well, err finish off and tidy up I guess”. She glanced and smiled towards Lewis who was grinning broadly. Now are we going to have that drink?”

“Well yes, but hang on. Who......”.

Anna has a fabulous, broad and cheeky smile at the best of times. Today it beamed radiantly as she interrupted me, turned and walked away.

“Come on! Get dressed”.