Carol led me to the dining room, where I found a bare dining room table with no chairs around it. The table is one that can allow extension pieces to be put into it to make it larger. Carol had opened the table about 4 inches, so there was a small gap in the middle. She had also brought the bondage system from Barry's bed and installed it under the table, so that there were bondage points extending from each of the tables four legs.
As I looked on in amazement, Carol began to explain her thought process. Barry would lie face down on the table and be bound spread-eagled to the four legs. She would stay outside the table or on top of it, straddling Barry ... where she could spank him. I would be below, where I could do whatever I wanted to do with respect to his penis and testicles which would be hanging down. It would allow us to create the scenario in the video he loves ... with two, not one, individuals involved. It would also allow us to spank and tease Barry at the same time. And, it would allow me to do whatever I wanted to do to Barry without Carol knowing what I was doing. I couldn't believe what she had created. I quickly said, "Let's do it".
We decided to blindfold Barry before bringing him into the dining room. We led him there and then helped him climb on the table, where we made sure his manhood protruded into the slot available and then bound his ankles and wrists to the four corners. I quietly went below, while Carol began to lightly spank him. When I first touched his penis, I could tell he was surprised (and pleased).
I could tell that Carol was continuing to back off on the spanking, so I increased the manual stimulation. But, I also made sure I kept him under control. I also reminded Barry that he needed to have our permission to climax. He was finally again begging for permission for a release. When I finally gave it to him, he climaxed in a matter of 10 or 15 seconds. And his seminal fluid went everywhere!
And then I reminded Barry that there was a price to pay. And, I kept stroking and teasing his penis. Thankfully, Carol was still sitting on his back and she realized what was going on. She stayed there as I kept stroking and teasing. She also resumed a light spanking.
It was clear that Barry was in distress, but I also sensed that he was loving it in a way. I continued for for what must have been several minutes before I stopped. When I did, it was clear that it was a relief.
We eventually released him from the table and Carol led him back to the family room, where she bound him to the theater chair while I took a shower. I had his cum all over me, including in my hair. We let him rest in the chair for over an hour. We then started showing him photos from the flash drive. Much to my surprise his penis came back to life.
After another hour, we repeated this process. Again, I was surprised at his response. After another hour, when I tried again, he achieved an erection, but even the Hitachi could not induce a climax. We had worn him out.
At this point Carol and I looked at each other and shared the joy of achieving all of our goals. Barry had wanted some realism. And, Carol and I had set a goal of giving Barry lots of pleasure, as well as frustration, and meeting his desire for experiencing some reality. That final goal of his was achieved by hopefully making him understand that fantasy is very different than reality. We provided a lot of fantasy, but in the end, we provided some harsh reality.
It was after 6 PM by this time, so we heated up the lasagna and enjoyed a relaxing dinner together, with some wine, and used that opportunity to debrief.
Barry was the first to share and his initial comment was "I don't ever want to receive a two quart enema again." I couldn't help myself and I giggled a little bit when I asked him "But, since you have a number of enema bag photos, I thought that was something that intrigued you." He admitted that it was, but that he learned the hard way that it is better left as a fantasy. He did say that he enjoyed lying over Carol's lap as it went in, that the pleasure ended there. Standing in the shower and holding it was awful and it seemed like it would never all get out of him. Barry seemed to like everything else. He specifically commented positively about the prolonged spankings and how sore his bottom now is, even though the spankings were not hard to endure at the time. He also commented about how being edged for so long was difficult, but rewarding at the same time. He had similar feelings about his time on the milking table in the dining room. He loved it, even though the continued stroking after his orgasm was hard to endure. He especially liked the realism that Carol and I brought to the role play and the way we played our roles. He also commented about being blindfolded at different times and how that made things feel more intense. It was clear that he was pleased and that the enema was the only negative part of the role play for him.
Carol and I were equally positive. I was very happy with how she handled her additional freedom to participate more. She and I are quite comfortable working together. The only negative for me was that I was somewhat inhibited by Carol's presence sometimes. There were sexual things that I would have liked to do if Barry and I were alone, but I was not comfortable doing them in front of Carol. I really appreciated the fact that when she created the milking table in the dining room, she stayed on top of the table and left be below with Barry's dangling penis and testicles. However, knowing she could hear what I was doing and the fact that I didn't know what Barry would say at any time, I was still somewhat inhibited. However, that is minor. The important thing is that Barry and I each have a high level of trust in her, so we are OK letting her enter this realm of our life.
As a final note, I was amazed at Carol's creativity in helping me create this role play, especially with respect to utilizing furniture in her house. The theater chair, ottoman, and dining room table provided amazing "pervertible" furniture to create an atmosphere for Barry.
By 9 PM, it was time for Barry and me to head home. My car was in her driveway, since I had driven there on Friday afternoon and rode back to our home in her car in preparation for us using it to kidnap Barry. I think we were all exhausted, but I also had some other needs that needed to be met before we were done. Barry wasn't the only one who was kept on edge for a little over 24 hours!