Hi there boys it’s Carla again. So what have I been up to? Well I have been indulging in a little recreational activity that involves my favourite activity. No not gardening you silly boys, shagging!! Actually it was my gay driver – you all know Antony now – he’s like your favourite little sister. And she is a right bitch!! Anyway he actually had a good idea and suggested we drive out to the countryside and visit our favourite little swinging club. He thought it would be good to take a few pictures – discreetly of course! So wanting a bit of fun I agreed and we set off into the darkest countryside of North Yorkshire. It’s never fails to amaze me how often I end up bashing that useless gay boy Antony! But he turned a 30 minute drive into an hour by wrongly programming the SatNav. I knew we had gone wrong when we pulled up outside a large supermarket!! I heard of swinging in the aisles – but not at ASDA!!

So several bruises later we arrived at my destination. After a brief visit to the bar to suss out the talent I decided to relax in the Jacuzzi. This was a good move as when I arrived it was like cock city!! The Jacuzzi holds 8 people and much to my delight 7 men were in the process of undressing or getting in. As you know I love being the centre of attention so I quickly stripped off and joined them in the tub. Of course I sat on the edge so they could all see my tits and pussy – and when I started rubbing my pussy in a really obvious way I counted 6 very stiff cocks pointing at me. But why only 6 you ask? Well one was that gay twat Antony who was also competing for the local cocks!!

Now I don’t mind a bit of competition but when he started slowly stroking HIS pathetic little willy – and 3 of my cocks deflated and their owners fled the tub, well I got a bit peeved. Sliding into the water a well aimed lunge saw my big toe connect with his hairy arse hole – penetrating a good inch with force – causing him to scream like a virgin and jump around flailing causing water to spill everywhere. Well that was it – the other 3 cocks all decided it was just too unruly and quickly left the tub. Thus my fantasy about aquatic blow jobs all but shrank away (literally) in front of my eyes! So what to do? I chased Antony out of the hot tub quite intent on a proper gay bashing session!! I chased him into a room – and realised we were in some sort of dungeon room. Even angry this made me curious – and as I looked around Antony ran off. This room was amazing full of ‘torture ‘machines, a swing, a rack and a cross were all there. Suddenly Antony popped his head round the corner flashed the camera and shouted ‘truce photo shoot!!’. As annoyed as I was with him for scaring of my ‘supper’ I never miss the opportunity for a good photo shoot. And of course I was already naked.

So we had a truce and I posed amongst the various items of torture whilst Antony snapped away. It was all going very well, and he suggested we use the shackles on the cross to tie me to it. So I stood leaning against this large cross – like a giant X and he – quite tightly, fastened in my wrists and ankles until I was totally unable to move. A few photos were snapped and then he suggested I put on a gag which strapped in my mouth and fastened round my neck. ‘These will make good photos’ he said and snapped away. Then after a few snaps he turned and walked out the room. ‘Idiot!’ I thought he was going to bloody leave me. How wrong I was. He came back a few minutes later with a sheet of paper and a small pouch full of condoms. The paper said on it ‘please put on a rubber and then fuck me hard and fast – and squeeze my tits hard and rub the cum on them’!!

He stuck the paper on the bottom of the cross near the condoms and said ‘happy fucking bitch’ and then went round the club pointing all the men in my direction! Now at first it was quite fun – getting fucked hard and fast by everyone – but my nipples were so sore after about the third guy – and my whimpering sounded like I wanted more!! After 8 cocks of various sizes had fucked me hard, and my tits were completely covered in spunk, this in about an hour, my poor pussy was getting sore, so Antony let no 9 finish with a ‘squeeze them melons hard she loves it – make them sway’ and then untied my hands and ran off. By the time I had taken the gag off and untied my ankles I was so stiff and sore I couldn’t chase the little gay twat!! I stood leaning against the cross and when a chap ran into the room and said ‘are you the horny bitch slapper who wants fucking by everyone’ I aimed a kick missed and tripped over my arse landing on the large pile of used condoms! Sometimes life is just not dignified!! And that’s enough swinging and swaying for this year!