The wheel slowly came to a stop with Amanda upside-down. The shackles around her ankles were released and her knees forced to bend at right-angles with her legs fully spread, feet facing outward, not that she was resisting at all. She was sublimely happy to have them do to her as they pleased. There was another set of clamps at that level and her ankles were fixed there. The butt plug was retracted and she felt the air rush into the vacuum. “Oooh! I’m really in for it now…” She didn’t know what they were thinking, but what she knew was that she was completely open and in such an unstable position that any failure of her restraints would have her falling flat onto her face with nothing to break her fall, what with her arms securely fastened behind her. And, being blindfolded, she had no idea how far she was from the ground.
The wheel spun the other way… “Hhhnnnuuuuuuhhhnn!” The submissive yelp escaped Amanda’s lips spontaneously and unintentionally. Round and round… and again slowly she decelerated to a stop, once again upside-down.
She was completely disoriented. Her opening now twitched gently in response to a new attachment on the end of that pole being pushed into her. This one was gently curved like a slightly bent finger, but more bulbous at the end. The pole was spinning very slowly, so the attachment gradually corkscrewed its way into her ass. The rotation of the curved dildo was touching and releasing nerve endings in entirely new places Amanda didn’t even know existed.
“Ladies on the left, gentlemen on the right. You guys have all done this before in your teen days… well, not exactly…” Music started playing. Amanda recognized the song… The Stroll from 1955.
“C’mon guys!” the voice implored playfully, “Back in high-school, we used to line up facing each other, girls in one line and guys in the other, and then one by one, the couple at the end of the line stepped toward each other, got together and danced through the line to the other end. “
Amanda, upside down, hands behind her back and with a dildo spinning in her ass was wondering, in between her moans of pleasure, “What the heck are they up to?”
“Tonight we’re adding a little twist, ” giggled the voice, “When you get to the end of the line, get on your knees on either side of Amanda’s delicious cock-clittie and do your best teamwork until the next couple gets through the line to take your place… The rest of us’ll be taking notes… The couple with her cum on their face wins the game!”
“To keep you all motivated, the prize for this game is… well, the winners get any other couple they want, as their playthings for an hour.”
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