Every few weeks the woman spent the weekend at Lord Crow's apartment and this Saturday was the same. As she lay back on the bed in a warm fluffy gown eating toast and listening to the radio, she heard a loud clanging outside and went to investigate.

Lord Crow was outside in the hall dragging a large box containing, from the sound of it, metal components into what he called the 'Play Room.'

"Good morning, my dear," he said, leaning the large box against the wall and moving to a side table with two smaller boxes. "I hope you slept well?"

"Yes, thank you. Do you need a hand?"

"No that's all right. It's a surprise," he replied. Then asked, "Pink or Electric blue?"

"Pink," she replied automatically.

Lord Crow handed her one of the smaller boxes. "Present," he said smiling and went back to pulling the larger, clanging box into the Play Room and shut the door.

The woman took the smaller box into the bedroom and opened it. It contained a pink basque, stockings, shoes, and a fancy Venetian-style mask. She rummaged for a while looking for underwear but after a while guessed there wasn't going to be any.

Bangings and clangings came through the wall as she tried them on, a pink basque that started at her navel and cupped but didn't cover her breasts, white stockings and pink shoes with a disguising mask with pink ribbons. She looked at herself in the full-length mirror wondering what he had planned.

The elevator buzzer rang and, putting the gown back on, she went into the hall only to see Lord Crow was already there, letting Rose into the apartment and handing her the second of the two smaller boxes. Rose smiled at her lasciviously as she and Lord Crow went into the Play Room. The woman reddened and scurried back into the bedroom knowing that whatever Lord Crow was planning involved Rose doing things to her, things she'd discovered she liked a great deal.

The woman fell on the bed, untied her gown, and slipped her hand between her legs wondering what Lord Crow was going to make her do.

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After some ten minutes of clanging and cursing, she heard footsteps and stood up.

Lord Crow's head appeared around the doorway saying "a surprise my dear" and offering his hand. She took it and followed him to the playroom. Inside she saw the cause of the banging. A metal frame holding a flat padded shelf maybe eighteen inches wide and two feet long and a longer one some height above and maybe four feet long. Lord Crow pushed at the frame and it made a squeaking noise.

"I saw this once," he said. "I liked the squeaking but always felt it might collapse so I had an artificial squeaker made, much better." He smiled. Then pointing at her gown made a circling gesture with his hand.

Rose was standing to his side in an electric blue version of what the woman was wearing except no panties and a smirk.

The woman slipped off the gown and Lord Crow tutted when he saw the panties. He gestured to Rose who moved and knelt in front of the woman and slipped them down and off. The woman felt Rose's breath between her thighs and shivered in nervous anticipation.

Lord Crow offered his hand and she moved to take it and knelt on the first padded shelf of the contraption and let him lay her down on the second. Her knees were separated on the two halves of the first shelf and he strapped them down with leather straps attached to the padded sides. He then strapped her upper body down on the second higher shelf and finally tied her hands behind her back.

She was already getting wet.

The gap between the two shelves was open and Lord Crow slipped his hand between the two and then between the woman's legs, gently teasing.

In front of the woman, she could see Rose taking something out of a drawer and started strapping it around her waist. The woman stared, knowing now what he was planning.

"Are you suitable my dear," he whispered, his hand working between her legs. She was wet and getting wetter watching Rose tie on the large strapon. "Judging by this, I think you are," he continued, taking his hand away and licking his fingers.

Lord Crow moved in front of her, pressing some buttons on his iPad while Rose moved behind the woman, knelt down and inserted her tongue into the woman's pussy. "Start when she's wet enough," he said.

Rose's tongue moved inside the woman and she started to gush, biting her tongue embarrassed at how quickly her body responded to another woman's tongue.

"She's ready," Rose reported after a short while, smiling.

"That was quick," he replied with a chuckle.

"Shall I start fucking her, Sir?" Rose asked.

The woman's heart skipped a beat.

"Yes please," he replied.

The woman clenched her teeth as she didn't like to make it too obvious how much she liked it when he got Rose to do things to her but it was no use and as soon as the strapon sank into her she gave out a low moan and as Rose pounded her, the frame moved forward slightly with each stroke putting out a squeaking noise with each thrust.

Lord Crow knelt down beside her and whispered, "I really like that noise. I saw a clip once of something like this and I liked the noise but was distracted by thinking 'what if it breaks?' ... whereas with this I can watch you being fucked by a woman without worrying."

The woman groaned, too turned on to speak.

Lord Crow flicked a switch on his iPad and showed it to her. The screen said "2019" and she wondered at first if that was a date and then he pressed it and she realized it was the number of watchers. He was streaming her being fucked by Rose. For a brief moment, she panicked until she remembered the masks both she and Rose were wearing.

Lord Crow smiled. "Now, my dear, I wouldn't want to embarrass you in public, at least not without your consent."

She watched the screen, her tied down in sexy lingerie with Rose looking very hot in her blue lingerie fucking her and the number of people watching her being fucked a woman. She watched her face on the screen, moaning with each thrust, her body obviously liking it and her face covered so no one would know she liked it - which she did.

"Let them know you like it, my dear."

The thought of all those people watching made what Rose was doing to her even hotter. She pictured them in her mind. Mostly men she imagined, hard and getting hotter by the second watching her being fucked by a woman. She moaned, softly at first then louder, she wanted to give them a show. "Fuck me! Fuck me, mistress! Fuck me harder!"

Lord crow and Rose looked at each other and smiled. "Very suitable," they both thought.

Lord Crow left the iPad so the woman could see what the watchers could see, see herself being fucked by a woman with a strapon and obviously loving it. He stood up, moved to the side and slipped his hand between the gap in the padding and between her legs teasing her.

The woman groaned loudly as his fingers moved over her clit and Rose's strapon plowed into her.

As she rapidly closed on the first of many orgasms he said, "I think I'll call it 'The Plow'."