Irina led us to the first floor and led us to one of the rooms. The room was a comfortable sofa opposite which was a coffee table. On the side and slightly ahead on the floor was a fak-car simbian. From which protruded the head of the phallus and was a massager for the clitoris. On against the sofa on the wall hung a huge screen. There was a double bed by the wall; another had a bar and a chest of drawers.

- Get settled on any of the chairs, you can take a drink in the bar, there are also snacks. - Irina waved her hand to me. - And you take off your clothes. - She looked at Rita.

- What for? - She was taken aback.

- Do not be afraid. This room has rules. Guest can sit only on the symbian. - She showed the fak-machine. For men and employees of the sofa and bed. Although you are already an employee, but he is your husband, and we have married sex taboos. Yes, let's enjoy it.

Rita looked at me uncertainly. I just nodded and smiled encouragingly. Uncertainly, she began to unbutton her jacket.

- Take a drink. I will help her. - I nodded to my bar Irina.

While I was choosing from a fairly large selection of drinks and choosing whiskey, I took three glasses and a fruit slicing table set by Rita had already undressed, remaining only in black stockings and shoes. I sat on the sofa and began to watch. Irina took some box and a tube of cream out of the dresser and put it on the table. Then she walked over to Rita and led her to the car. Taking the remote from the table, she pressed a button and a member got out of the car. God, he was pretty thick with a round head, tall, centimeters of twenty-five in length. Rita looked at him with round eyes, Irina took a tube of grease and squeezed the liquid on the device and rubbed along its entire length.

- This is a standard massager. The device is programmed for increasing speed and depth. It will start from fifteen centimeters and slowly and within an hour it will reach a full immersion with one tick per second, going out to one third of the length, the head will always be inside. Where do you prefer? In the ass or vagina? - She returned the lubricated phallus to its original position.

- Maybe not. He is huge. - Rita backed out.

- Do not be afraid. No one has thought about everything yet, he gently made his way. Sit down, let me help. - cheered girl Rita.

She hesitantly dropped to her knees and supporting herself with her arms, threw her leg over the car, pressing a slit against the head of the penis. From this picture I was obviously moving in my pants. Irina got up and pressed on the shoulders of my wife forcing her to put her slot on the head. My wife only gasped and tried to get up, but Irina firmly held her by the shoulders, not allowing her dreams.

- Painfully. Let go. - Asked Rita.

- Calm down, relax. Now the weight will pass. Lubricant with pathogen. - whispered in her ear Irina.

Holding Rita in place for about three minutes, and waiting for her to stop trying to jump off, Irina let her go. Rita is not trying to get up. Irina sat down and took the velcro cuffs from the sides of the device and deftly fastened the Ankle, the shin and Rita's thigh to the sides of the machine. Then she did the same with the second leg. Then she opened the box and pulled out the handcuffs, connected by a chain. Having pulled her wife's hands behind her back, she closed the handcuffs on her wrists, then pulled the chain and threw it over a special hook, from which Rita began to sit strictly straight. Then she took out yet another handcuffs, but already the rings were fastened together, without a gap, and they were somewhat larger. I watched the show with more and more excitement. Irina fastened one ring on Rita’s arm just above the elbow, then took the other hand and brought her wife’s elbows together, fastening the second ring. From this, the skin on Rita’s back wrinkled, her breasts leaned forward. And Rita screamed painfully.

- No, this will not work.- Irina said and pulled a ball from the box gag. I brought it to the mouth of Rita. - Open your mouth, you scream too loudly.

- No, do not. - Rita shook her head.

- It is necessary. - Irina took Rita by the back of the head and began to press a gag on the wife’s mouth. She did not resist for a long time and opened her mouth, the gag failed, and Irina deftly tied the strap on her nape.

- Well, good luck, one more touch and we'll be ready. - Irina pulled out of the box nipple clamps fastened with a chain. Then, sitting opposite Rita, she dipped her fingers with saliva and began rubbing her nipples. Those from such affection quickly tense and hardened. Irina immediately put the clamps on them, and not the entire halo, but only the nipples pips. From under the gag came a painful moan. Irina took out a carbine with an elastic band from the pocket in front of the device and pulled it into place in the middle of the chain. She pulled, and her nipples with her. Rita again began to moan in a gag trying to turn around and look at me, but she did not succeed. Any body movement was given pain in the nipples.

- Well, here we are ready. - Irina activated the car on the remote. There was a small rumble, Rita jerked. The device began to work. Then she sat down next to me and took a glass of already filled whiskey.

- Relax. She will like it. I myself often sit on this. And without a bunch of orgasms never left. Let's have a drink and start watching. By the way, you can undress. I can give you a blowjob while watching, well, or have sex. Although it is possible later.

Irina mischievously looked at me and drank her dose, and taking another remote from the table turned on the screen. It had a menu. Selecting room number two, she pressed again. Four windows appeared on the screen. Two showed a bathroom with a huge jacuzzi, and two rooms in which there was a huge bed, a chest of drawers, a bar, a table, a sofa and a large mirror in front of the bed.

There was music in the room. On the couch, freely seated, dressed Hertha, something sipping from a glass. Before her, two dressed girls were dancing. Black stockings, tight black long sleeve T-shirts and leather short skirts. All their difference was that on one was an olive skirt and on the second one was gray. The girls were slim with small breasts no larger than the second size, mouth-watering butts and long legs. Black long thick hair ended on the loins. They had delicate beautiful faces with light chocolate skin, such cute mulatto with an admixture of Indian or Middle Eastern blood. And yes, they were twins, absolutely alike.

- Listen. Lisa said that Hertha always hangs one while the other does her kuni. It's true? - I asked Irina.

- Yes. She always hangs one of the girls at the time when the second satisfies her. This is her favorite fetish.

- And they know.

- Of course not. Our staff never knows what the customer will be in the room, and what kind of customer is a regular, club or VIP. In the hall there is a catalog in which the client can choose absolutely any girl or several of those who are at work now. Girls in the face of customers do not know who belongs to which group. Only after the session will find out. This is Rosa and Mila. They are twenty, they have been working on an incomplete contract for about a month. Earn money so to speak. Only during the day, twice a week and only on weekdays. Sami go to college. At the weekend they leave for their parents in Italy. Hot stuff. But so far neither the club nor the VIP did not take them. Those usually come in the evenings. I myself was surprised to see Gert at this time today. Pour it. And let's watch.

While I poured and we drank again, I watched my wife. She was breathing heavily and trembling, drops of sweat began to form on her body. Then I began to look at the screen again. The image came with sound. The girls have already freed themselves from clothes remaining only in stockings. Yes, they were really not distinguishable. Even the slits were equally trimmed and there was a swallow tattoo on the ass in the same places.

- Stockings, too, take off. - Hert asked them.

Those wriggling sweetly pulled stockings off each other. Left completely naked.

- How are you with flexibility. You can sit on the string.

- Yes. We go to gymnastics. - Replied one of the girls.

- Well....