Patricia and I have known each other for over 15 years. We first met at our house during a very naughty rendezvous that I helped to arrange after my husband introduced me to her husband. Back then, my husband and I enjoyed swinging with other couples, but that stopped almost 10 years ago after I decided to stop swinging. My husband was dismayed, but he understood, and that was the end of it.

Even though Patricia and I have been Facebook friends for many years, we hadn't seen each other since my husband and I had stopped swinging. She had stopped swinging, too, and had divorced her husband not long after the two of them had last played with me.

Back then, which was a routine we enjoyed for about 5 years, Patricia would come over to our house to give me an erotic full body massage while I was blindfolded, and completely naked. That which would usually lead to her restraining me spread eagle on our bed to get me off with a series of forced orgasms until I squirted uncontrollably.

This wonderfully satisfying indulgence would be enjoyed while my husband was "out running errands" to add to the excitement of being "tied and helpless" without his intervention to stop Patricia and her husband from taking full advantage of me sexually. My husband's usual practice was to come back home to "catch us in the act" as it were to watch me sexually ravaged against my will. Of course, as you might have guessed, I enjoyed it when Patricia and her husband had their way with me while I was helpless to do anything about it.

But sometimes my husband didn't get back home until after our kinky rendezvous had been enjoyed, which for a while annoyed me until I got used to it, and then happily realized that I rather enjoyed being on my own with our friends with benefits. They enjoyed it, too.

Unfortunately, Patricia and her husband ended up getting divorced, which in part is why I decided to stop swinging since I hadn't really consistently enjoyed anybody else but them. There were exceptions with a few other couples, and a few single guys as well, but more often than not I'd be disappointed for a variety of reasons.

I should point out that I'm straight, which was an interesting dynamic with Patricia since she came to realize soon after first playing with me that she was much more sexually attracted to women than to men. Interestingly enough, Patricia had rarely ever gotten involved in bondage sex, but she took to it quite naturally, especially since she really enjoyed getting straight women off while she had them "tied and helpless" to do anything about it.

This was with full consent, of course, and yet our Domme/sub dynamic was nonetheless happily played out as if she really was taking me against my will every time she had me blindfolded, and bound completely naked. Our friends with benefits relationship worked out very well, which makes me wonder why we stopped.

Our Facebook chats were few, and far between, and we never chatted about sex. That's to say, until a few months ago when out of the blue she asked me if I ever thought about, or missed the kinky massage sessions she used to have with me. Straight away, I told her that I had thought about them, and that I missed them.

"How could I not?" I told her.

When she offered to give me "an erotic massage" as she put it, "the kind that I used to give you," she continued, I hesitated.

"I'm certainly not going to say no to that wonderful offer," I told her in our Facebook chat, "but I don't want to take advantage of you."

"Quite the contrary," she reminded me. "I'll be taking advantage of you if you'll let me," she told me with a smilie face to let me know she'd love to get together with me again.

Trying to be coy with a laughing smilie face at the end, I typed back, "I guess I wouldn't be able to stop you."

I got a little wet when I set up my "massage appointment" with her, especially when she told me she was going to make it "extra naughty." Even though we didn't discuss it, I suspected that she'd discreetly contact my husband so that she could arrange for him to drop in to watch in silence as she knows he'd enjoy. But I didn't say anything to him about it. After all, if that was the extra naughty something she wanted to surprise me with, I didn't want to spoil it for her, or for my husband.

I could hardly wait!

On the day of my so-called massage appointment, I took an extra long shower to get myself ready for whatever Patricia had in store for me. When I arrived at her place, as I had been naughtily instructed to do, I closed my eyes after ringing her door bell, and I kept them closed as she guided me inside without a word being spoken.

After blindfolding me, she slowly and sensuously stripped me completely naked. She guided me to a massage table where she helped me onto it, and she laid me face down. The video I discovered online illustrates the kinky fun we enjoyed, but with one big difference that turned out to be my surprise.

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Pretty much as Patricia had always done before, she gave me a really thorough full body massage without getting sexual. She barely brushed up against my pussy or clit, which as I know she enjoyed doing, that denial of any real sexual stimulation drove me a bit nuts. All the while I kept wondering what surprise she had in store for me, which quite frankly I would  happily,  "allow" no matter what it was given how horny I had become to be sexually ravished.

Mind you, this was all done in complete silence, which added to the sexual tension quite nicely.

After freeing my wrists, and turning me over onto my back, Patricia restrained my wrists and ankles, but much more securely than the video shows. She even placed restraints just above my knees in a 6-point restraint that effectively immobilized me.

That's when she surprised me by coyly announcing, "I'm going to run some errands while my good friends take good care of you."

"Oh my gosh," I gasped out loud. "What did you do?"

"You'll see," she answered back. "Have fun!"

I could barely contain my excitement as I felt hands, fingers, tongues, and mouths all over my naked, and bound body. I was definitely feeling a group of people that easily numbered at least 4 or 5 if not more. My soles and toes were being stimulated and enjoyed, and so too were my legs, arms, breasts, nipples, pussy, and clit all at the same time.

Suddenly I felt a vibrator expertly stimulating my clit, and another one in my pussy that expertly reached my G-spot. Within seconds I began to spasm with multiple climaxes that drove me wild with lust, and I began squirting uncontrollably.

"Oh my God!" I blurted out. "What are you doing to me!" Tears of intense pleasure were streaming down my cheeks as their sexual ravishment of me continued.

"Wow!" I heard a woman's voice exclaim. "Pat wasn't kidding," she continued. "She can really squirt!"

"Are you okay?" I heard another woman's voice ask. She seemed concerned.

"I think so," I tried to answer back. "But I can't stop cumming! Oh my God!"

"We can see that!" Yet another woman's voice blurted out.

And then another woman exclaimed with excitemement, "This is fun!"

"How many of you are there?" I asked.

"A few," some woman answered, "and not a single guy to make any trouble for us."

With a laugh I told them, "Who cares about guys right now? I obviously don't."

"Pat was hoping you'd say something like that," one of the women said as each of them began to introduce themselves to me after my blindfold was pulled up so that I could see them. I counted 8 of them, and that didn't include Patricia.

Suddenly Patricia appeared. With her phone in her hand as she showed me, she said with excitement, "That was fun to watch!"

On her phone was a live stream showing my naked and bound body that was being broadcast to her from one of the women in the room.

"Don't worry," Patricia assured me. "Nothing's being recorded. I know that you wouldn't approve."

Of the 8 other women, 4 of them were married lesbians with their spouses at their side, 3 of them were bi like Patricia, and the other one was straight like me.

"I was initiated into our fun group like you," the straight woman told me.

"That was a lot of fun, too," one of them women chimed in to say.

"It was," the straight woman affirmed as she pulled down my blindfold to keep me in the dark about who was doing what to me. "And now I think it's time to do to her what you did to me after you first made me cum against my will."

"I'm in," one of them said as they all agreed to do the same to me. "Let's make her squirt again!"

And they did! More than a few times even as I protested because of how intense it was. But the more I protested, which they could easily served to turn me on even more, the more they continued my sexual ravishment.

Later on after I was released from my restraints, I could barely move. I was completely exhausted!

"We'll have to do this again," Patricia told me.

"How can I resist?" I said with an approving smile.