She then gave out quite a challenge by announcing that she wanted to be tied to the handrail of the pool steps with her feet as far apart as they could manage and her hands were to be tied to the rail also. She then said “ right, all the footballers among you use your kicking skills on me between my legs and get me to say Stop if you can, right off you go.” I must admit I've never seen her take so much punishment before, but on the other hand I've seen her training for this type of torture for the past few weeks, which is absolutely brutal torture. They were all nearly fighting to be the one to get her to submit and it was relentless, one after the other and it was really brutal, in fact from time to time I saw her grimace and for that to happen I knew she was suffering some very extreme pain. At this point the two bar girls had walked round to the end of the pool where this was taking place and were wiping her brow for her and consoling her. This torture went on for a long time and I wasn't sure how much more she could take, but knowing her as I do I could understand her wanting to see just how much she could withstand and prove a point for herself. I think the two girls consoling her could not believe that a female could take all this without making a sound, she was only showing the pain in her facial expression. Eventually they had to admit that she was never going to submit and that she had won the challenge. Rapturous applause and cheering resulted.
Jill still had the two ropes attached to her tits and was still roped to the handrail with her legs wide apart. Her next request even surprised me. She said “right, I want about half a dozen of the `footballers` to remain with me here and the rest of you to split into two teams and take the ropes tied to my tits, one team to my right across the end of the pool and the other team down the side of the pool. I want you two girls to act as time keepers. You now have the remaining ten minutes to try to get me to say Stop by trying to pull my tits off sideways and kick me silly between my legs whilst trying to get a submission out of me. First, give me a minute or so to allow me to prepare mentally for this ordeal and then you must start immediately I say go”. On the word all hell let loose. No words can describe the scene that followed, simply three groups of lads going wild, shouting and screaming encouragement to each other.
Then, for the first time ever, she actually not only showed pain in her expression but was also moaning and groaning and occasionally crying out loud. The two girls eventually shouted Stop at the top of their voices. I honestly didn't think she would manage to survive the ten minutes, but she did, remaining silent and motionless for a couple of minutes whilst she recovered, when it was all over. The two girls gave her a kiss and I went over to see if she was OK. She said she would be OK in a couple of minutes and asked me what I thought about her performance and how she had coped with it. I could only say I could not believe that she could take so much and survive and how I was immensely proud of her. She said “thank you” and I gave her a kiss.
I had a word with the two girls and asked them to reserve a table for us all in a quiet area of the lounge.
One returned and reported that she had reserved a table for us and explained which area it was in. While Jill and I were showering I asked her if she was OK after all she had endured and she assured me she was fine as she would prove for me tonight when we got home!
We returned to the dressing room, dried off and dressed. Jill wore her skirt very loosely tied round the waist so that the top of it was very, very low, just a fraction short of putting all her goods on display and the side slit showed a muscular thigh to full advantage. She positioned her breast band so that it was just under her breasts exposing her nipples and at the same time lifting her breasts up to accentuate them. We both strolled nonchalantly into the bar lounge area and casually walked over to where some of the lads were sitting. My wife sat on a chair with me on one side and one of the lads sat on the side of her that had the tie on her skirt. During the chatting that was going on from time to time she would lean across to people and eventually decided to move across to the other side of the group but when she stood up her skirt immediately dropped to the floor because the side tie had obviously been undone by the lad who had been sat next to her. She just continued to move across as if nothing had happened and squeezed herself in on a settee.
One of the waitresses, who had been in the pool area earlier, came over to take our drinks order and asked Jill if she realised she still had her top on, to which she replied , “ Oh sorry” and immediately removed it. The conversation came round to how she was was able to take such high levels of pain and my wife described some of the exercises and training she does on a daily basis to achieve the result they had witnessed this evening and I also described some of the exercises she regularly carries out on a daily basis and the pain she goes through to reach this level of pain tolerance. Two or three in the party then hinted that they wouldn't mind watching her train some time but she immediately made it clear that this was a no go area. “In any case”, she said, “you would probably be upset if you saw what I have put myself through too reach this level of pain tolerance and fitness and only our close families are allowed to be present”.
She was then asked if she would be going to the toilet tonight as she had done last week. It was pointed out to her that the half dozen or so people in the lounge area were mostly round a corner in another section and another couple had their backs to her. So she said “OK, if that's what you want” and without hesitation got up and walked across the the toilet completely naked. On her way back she went over to the bar to talk to the two bar girls who had earlier watched her performance in the pool, plus one other girl. She stood chatting for quite some time, so long in fact that eventually a customer walked over to the bar to order drinks. He was obviously enjoying the occasion because I could see that he immediately took an active part in the conversation. After some time she casually strolled back to our party. When one of the girls came over to serve our drinks I mentioned that I had not seen the manager since we arrived and it turned out that he had finished early on this particular evening.
When we arrived home my wife said “ I'm going to have a hot shower before I do anything else and give myself a soothing massage in a couple of areas that require particular attention and I will require your assistance” and I was more than happy to oblige her with this request
We subsequently visited the hotel on two further occasions on the pool night but found it to be very time consuming and it started to interfere with our cycle training routine. We were also concerned that we would eventually meet someone who knew us, but as the hotel is some distance from where we live, so far this has not happened.
We still visit the hotel occasionally for a drink and chat with the bar staff and the manager, if he is around.
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