By the time that a booted kick to my bare ass jolted me from my numbness, I had been locked in the cold of my dark prison for at least an hour. My unforgiving training during recent months, more than my keeper's sharp-toed boot as she drilled it into my ass, quickly awakened me from my brief and uncomfortable slumber. Now more instinctively than thoughtfully, I immediately prepared to render the service of a mere slave, which had slowly replaced the man of my former life.
Her calculated vision was completed by pointed five-and-a-half inch platform stiletto shoes that, when worn by a temptress such as Brianna, were the very embodiment of sex appeal. The open-toed black patent leather shoes, which elevated the girl to a towering height of almost six feet, were fastened tightly around her slender ankles by a delicate and thin ankle strap -- giving her the allure of both a million-dollar stripper and a sex goddess from hell. Little did I then know that soon I, as her wardrobe slave, would routinely kneel at my "assistant's" feet in silent frustration, my clumsy hands fumbling to buckle the delicate clasps of these and similar shoes around her narrow ankles before bowing to press my lips once to each of her feet, signaling completion of my assigned task and my total submission. For now, as she methodically swayed her beautiful crossed legs in front of me and taunted me with her other "charms," I could scarcely focus on anything other than throwing her to the floor on the spot and taking her from behind to finally make the little slut my own.

After visibly reveling in the magic and irony of the moment, Brianna abruptly returned me to reality and my less-than-happy circumstances. She began in the matter-of-fact tone of a college lecture, speaking to me without wavering her eyes or even the hint of pity or concern for my fate.

"Well, we both know why I'm here, so I won't waste anyone's time. As you know, you're in quite a crack based on the insider trading that you've done, and I now have everything that I need to prove it. My first thought when I put it all together was simply to turn you in to the police, sacrificing a well-paying job for the satisfaction of knowing that I'd be screwing you're life up thoroughly.

"However, I've given your situation a lot more 'deeper' thought since then, and here's what I've decided to do. Even though fate kindly dropped all of the cards into my hands and left you with nothing, I've decided that I will actually give you a choice in the matter. It may be the last one you make for some time, so use it wisely. You'll have exactly twenty four hours to inform me of your decision, and then live with the final consequences, whatever they may be.

"Last night, I did some research into securities fraud. To my delight, I'm quite certain that you've committed this crime and, with the emails your friend was kind enough to send me and the trading records I keep for you, I can easily prove it. I'll be happy to show you the evidence that I've compiled against you -- copies, of course -- but I expect that will not be necessary, as you're no fool and know what you're guilty of. You look a little shocked. I'm not the stupid little girl you thought I was, am I?

"Anyway, I was pleasantly surprised to find that if you are convicted, the penalty for your crime could be as much as five years in federal prison. There, I expect that a fit and arrogant stud like you would rapidly become some-body's, what's the term, 'prison bitch.' You've heard about the prison sluts that convicted pretty boys like you become. They're basically turned into the unwilling sex slaves of the hardened cons who run the place -- they end up begging to take it up the ass, suck lots of cock, clean their prison master's cells, get sold or loaned out for cigarettes, things of that nature. Not much of a life, I expect, but considering the domineering ass that you've been to me, one that makes me smile! Of course, if you survived those years, you'd be a completely unemployable and penniless convicted felon once you were released from prison. In a word, your life -- at least as you now know it -- would be over.

"But I assume you don't want that, and frankly, neither do I. It just doesn't do a girl like me any good, other than knowing that my former pig of a boss is suffering in the same way that he's made me suffer!

"So what I'd prefer – and the choice I'm now giving you – is instead for you to serve as my personal and total slave for the next five years. Like most girls, I've never had a real-life slave boy at my beck and call, jumping when I say jump, living to satisfy my every whim and desire with a quick 'Right away, Ma'am,' and imagine that it just might be fun!

"Sure, I tied up a boy or two in college for a couple of hours of kinkiness, but I expect that you realize that this would be something quite different. In a word, this would not be some kinky and fun part-time thing for either of us, and certainly not for you. Instead, what I'm offering -- as your only alternative to prison, mind you -- is that for five years, I'll basically be 'Cleopatra, Queen of the Nile' and you'll be my loyal and devoted slave. As my slave boy, I would, quite literally, own you as a piece of property. You, in turn, would serve me hand and foot -- in whatever way I commanded -- just like we turned the clock back a few centuries to the days of queens and their obedient and groveling little devotees.

"Isn't it just deliciously ironic that you, who once referred to me as your 'beck and call girl' -- remember that? -- now have to make this wonderful, terrible choice? You either get to be my 'beck and call boy' for the next five years, with all the ramifications of being the owned property of a girl you once treated like dirt, or take your chances in federal prison and with the new 'friends' you'd make there. I can still scarcely believe it!

"Honestly, Carl -- you don't mind if I call you Carl, do you? -- it makes me positively wet just thinking about it. I can either send you to the prison you deserve, where you'd be more of a violated and humiliated sex toy than any of countless girls you've used and abused over the years, or I can put you at the end of my own leash to be trained and serve as my little domestic slave boy for a few good years.

"I can almost see it now, can't you? Just picture your bare and arrogant ass up in the air, dutifully scrubbing my floors on your hands and knees while I'm off for a run, a few casual drinks with friends, or maybe just towering over you with a whip at the ready if you make a mistake or simply aren't working fast enough for my taste. Or maybe I'd chain my subservient little slave to the coffee table to paint my toenails, massage my feet, or rub lotion into my tired legs after a hard workout, leaving me -- as your queen and slave driver, Carl! -- to recline on the couch with a couple glasses of wine and take in reruns of 'Sex and the City,' or simply to look down on my dutiful servant as he obediently ministers to me hand and foot. I could save so much money on pedicures and maid service!

"Or maybe I'd just relax in a long bubble bath that I make you to draw for me -- after my slave undressed me, of course -- to catch up on the latest Chick Lit. book or just take a quiet nap. You could then gently shave me, wash my hair and body, keep the water temperature just right, dance for my entertainment in the corner like a little male stripper, or just scurry about cleaning up the many messes that mere slaves exist to deal with! What an image! What a life!

"It simply blows my mind to think that I am so close to not lifting a finger to do ANYTHING, Carl, for the next five years -- because I can have you, my loyal little slave, literally waiting on me hand and foot! I could walk through the door and just throw my coat and shoes to the floor -- because you'd crawl behind me to pick them up! I wouldn't have to worry about scuffing up my shoes or boots anymore -- because I could have you polish them to a shine every night! Breakfast and dinner could soon just start taking care of themselves -- my kitchen slave would be cooking and serving me whatever my little heart desires, then cleaning up the messes while I stretch out in front of the TV! I'm simply on the verge of a dream come true!

"Just thing about that! Would you lik

It was a hot sunny day in July. My friend Amy and I were on holiday after our A-levels. Amy had as usual worked out some wonderful sex adventure for us, and had invited me over to her house. My mum dropped me off, and once inside the house, Amy gave me a huge snog against the door.

"Isn't this fantastic?" she said. "A whole day alone in my house with you! I've got a really great surprise for you. Come up stairs."

I followed her up to her room. She closed her window and drew the curtains.

"What are we going to do?" I asked her.

"Wait and see. Help me move my rocking chair over to the bed." It was a large rocking chair, with a cushion tied to the seat. We moved to the end of the bed, which was one of those without nasty wooden bits at either end which you can bang your knee against.

"Stay here a minute," she ordered me. I sat on the bed until she came back again with a kettle. She plugged it into the wall and turned it on. Then she reached under the bed and brought out a huge bottle of cheap vegetable oil. "Follow me," she said.

We went into the bathroom and she began to undress. "You too," she said, when I just stood watching her unveil her body, "and then get in the bath."

I did as she said and sat down in the bath. She climbed in as well with the bottle of oil. "Close your eyes," she said and giggled.

I did as Amy said and then she poured the entire bottle over both of us. "That was nice dear," I said. "Would you like me to rub it in for you now?"

"Yes please darling." So I slowly ran my now oily hand through her dripping hair, turned straight an dark brown rather than it's usual wavy golden-brown, down her shoulders, along her arms, then over her back and her belly and supple waist, teasingly on her inner thighs. Then I reached up and circled her breasts with the tips of my fingers, round and round in a spiral ending in her nipples before giving her bossoms a quick massage. That finished I reached down to her pussy and tenderly put my finger inside her and began to masturbate her slowly. After a few minutes she slithered around so she was facing me.

"Not yet darling," she said. "Make sure my arsehole is well oiled though and I'll do you." Ah, brilliant, I thought. I love anal sex, especially with Amy and her large shapely buttocks.

I did as she said and lay back to relax as Amy ran her hands over my body and finally slowly masturbated my oily shaft, but only until I was fully aroused and my dick was rock hard.

"Okay, now carefully get out of the bath," she said. Luckily it was a small bathroom so we could reach the door without slipping on the tiles. After that it was carpet so we were safe. Inside Amy's bedroom it was hot and steamy thanks to the kettle, so we began sweating immediately. "Kneel on the bed," she said and reached under the bed.

I knelt at the end of the bed facing the rocking chair as Amy brought out a large reel of thick material. She rapped a strip around the bed and my legs to hold them in position without slipping. With another strip she tied her ankles together then she climbed on to the rocking chair facing away from me and tied her feet to the rungs of the arms so that they were held in place. Then she curled herself into a ball so that her large cheeks were spread apart exposing her beautiful inviting oily anus.

"Tie my arms to the back of the chair please Jack," she said. I obediently leaned over her oily, sweaty back and tied her hands to the chair.

"I know what to do now Amy," I said, my member already erect and rubbing her ass.

"Go on then, I don't think I can bear the suspense." she replied. I grabbed hold of the rungs at the back of the chair and pulled her towards me, forcing my penis slowly through her tightest hole and then all the way in, with Amy screaming all the time.

I lent over her and whispered in her ear: "was that as good for you as it was for me?"

"Definitely, but keep going!".

I rocked the chair backwards and forwards several times until my hands slipped from the rungs and I gripped her tits instead. From then on I pumped from my hips, entering her again and again. Both of us were screaming and breathing heavily. I was near to
orgasm, so I stopped.

"Are you ready baby?"

"Yes yes yes, quick I'm there!"

I entered her again and this time her scream ended in a sigh as she climaxed. I kept going for three more fantastic entrances, with her grunting and me shouting, then I ejaculated. My head fell on to her greasy back as I squirted her full to over flowing with powerful jets and it kept dribbling out after that. Semen squirted out and splattered my balls and dripped down her leg. It was one of the most powerful orgasms I'd had for ages.

We stayed in that position for five minutes afterwards panting heavily, until Amy told me to untie her. I did and then disentangling myself from the strip holding me as I did so, I lifted her on to the bed. I withdrew from her and rubbed the excess cum on her back. We relaxed for a while and then, after twenty minutes of lying together and without quite knowing what I was doing, I rolled her on to her front and my face down to her semen-packed anus. I circled the opening with my tongue and then pushed my tongue inside.

Her body jerked with surprise and then she began to make pleased noises as I licked out her arsehole. I continued for ten minutes until she gave a little sigh as she orgasmed again.

"Don't close your mouth love," she said as I withdrew my tongue. She got up and we walked slowly to the bathroom were I washed my mouth out before we went back and fell asleep together.

***

"Bye, see you later," Amy said as she shut the door behind her parents. Turning to me she said: "Okay, we've got three hours. Come and see what I got in the post this morning."

She led the way up to her bedroom and locked the door. Reaching under the bed she pulled out a box which she opened. Inside was a set of eight battery operated vibrators, starting at 2cm thick and going up in 1 cm intervals to 9cm.

"Can you try them out on me dear?"

"Okey dokey," I replied and we both stripped off. Amy lay down on the carpet with her legs spread wide open. I selected the 2cm vibrator to begin with, licked it, slid it inside her and turned it on. I moved it around and explored her with it. Soon she was moaning with pleasure and near to orgasm, so I turned it off and pulled it out.

After she'd got her breath back I did it again, this time with the 3cm one. I continued like this up to the 5 cm one, which fitted her really well, so I pumped it in and out for a while, before moving on to the 6cm one. Now it was getting to a very snug fit, and she was wriggling all over the place. I went up to the 7cm and she had to hold her legs apart for it to get in, so it was to hard to pump. I leant over and sucked on her hard tits. I removed that one and then, with a little difficulty, squeezed in the 8cm.

"Are you sure you want to go up to 9, Amy?"

"Yeah, this one doesn't hurt yet," she replied between gulps of air. Her whole body was shiny and slimy with sweat now, and her face had gone bright red. I removed the 8cm and picked up the 9. Then I reached under the bed and took out the lubricant she kept there. I rubbed plenty on her pussy and the electric dildo, then pushing as hard as I could, with Amy screaming all the way, I inserted it in her and turned it.

"Ah, yes, yes, yes!" she cried, convulsing, about to orgasm. I quickly took it out and she went limp with disappointment. I rolled her on to her front, squeezed some lube on her asshole and started again in her butt. This time she was a tight fit at about 4, but I kept going until she screamed at 7cm. Before she came I took it out.

"Why won't you let me go?" she cried.

"You have to do it to me first," I replied, and bent over for her. She got up and oiled me. Then she took the 2cm vibrator, covered it in lube and stuck it up my arse. She turned it on and a huge hot sensation ran through my body. She took it out quickly and put in the next size. She continued up to 6cm, but this was a very tight fit, so she turned it off but left it in.

"Put mine in now, please," she said. So I squeezed the 9cm into her vagina and the 7cm into her anus. Then I climbed in top of her.

We turned the vibrators on and kissed each other, clinging together as hard as possible. After only a few seconds we came, wriggling and convulsing and shouting. This continued for a whole minute. I shot semen right up between our bodies and over her boobs with eleven fantastically powerful squirts and then it kept running out afterwards. We lay together looking into each others eyes for ages as the vibrators in our asses gradually came out. I turned Amy's vaginal one off but left it in. Then I put my head just above her boobs and we fell asleep.

СHow are you today?Т Alice asked as she closed the door behind her.

СPlease,Т I said thickly, СIЕТ

СHush,Т she said softly, placing her bag on the table and walking to the kitchen.

I guessed she was getting a drink but it was also an opportunity for her to tantalise me, to allow me to look at her legs in the short skirt she was wearing.

She knew I couldnТt take my eyes from her legs.

Yes, Alice loved to tease and control and like a fool, I fell into her trap.

She returned with a glass of water and smiled at me.

Such a sweet and angelic face; one that immediately conjures up expectations of innocence and even, perhaps, naivety.

Until you know what sheТs capable of.

I know I looked a sight Ц unshaven and dressed only in a robe, standing hunched in the corner.

СItТs hot in here,Т Alice said calmly, walking towards me and I dreaded what was coming but couldnТt resist.

Her sweet perfume tantalised me as she undid the cloth hat held my robe together at my waist.

СVery hot so letТs cool you down.Т

Deftly, she peeled the robe back off my shoulders and it fell in a grey puddle on the floor.

Her fingers brushing against my flesh sent electric tingles through my frustrated body. Alice smiled as she looked me up and down.

СI might take my skirt off.Т

СNo,Т I slurred quickly as I could, СpleaseЕdonТtЕТ

СNow darling, you know youТre powerless to stop me. We both know youТre all weak and submissive when youТre horny and you are horny, arenТt you?Т

Alice smiled and I tried to tear my eyes away as she unzipped her skirt. She bent a little, pushing her bottom back towards me, working the zipper.

СPleaseЕpleaseЕТ I whined, СpleaseЕtake this thing off me!Т

I gestured at the cock cage that enclosed my pulsing cock and Alice smiled.

СNot yet, darling, I quite like you this way. Besides,Т she pouted, stepping from her skirt, СitТs only been ten weeks.Т

Ten weeks of constant frustration!

Ten weeks of denial and pain!

Ten weeks of being teased by this relentlessly cruel bitch!

СLook darling, pantyhose with no knickers. Come and have a look,Т Alice murmured, sitting on the sofa.

Alice knew I was powerless to resist, of course, perhaps that was how Alice got her fun but I had to look.

Slowly, I fell to my knees and crawled over to the sofa.

She had trained me well.

Alice put both legs on the sofa and I stared at the silken beige pantyhose that enclosed her lower body and the black high heels.

She kept her pale blue blouse on Ц Alice knew it was legs and pussy that dominated me Ц and smiled as her finger smoothed the nylon mesh over her trimmed pussy.

СIt is hot today and my pussy is a little sticky in the pantyhose. Can you see, darling?Т

СYes.Т I muttered thickly, wincing with the pain in my restricted cock.

СWhy donТt you give my thighs a little kiss while you smell me?Т

How could I refuse?

My lips ran over the nylon as Alice stroked my hair. I inhaled and could smell her musky aroma and knew she was aroused from dominating me.

Once I was a self-assured businessman, a man in control of his own destiny but now I slavishly followed her every whim.

All because I allowed her to talk me into that awful chastity cage!

СDoes it still hurt you, darling?Т Alice asked, her fingers stroking my hair and I quivered at her touch.

I wanted to come Ц needed to come!

СDo you think you could make me come through the pantyhose, darling?Т Alice asked softly, her fingers teasing my ear.

СIЕIЕТ

СDonТt try to speak, darling, just nod or shake your head.Т

I stared at the thin trail of pubic hair visible through the nylon mesh. I loved her pussy but I also hated it, as it was what enslaved me!

Dumbly, I nodded my head.

СOf course you want to try,Т Alice said patiently, pushing my face closer to her cunt, so close her aroma filled my nostrils and my cock twisted and turned.

СPleaseЕТ I groaned and she giggled.

СNo,Т Alice said, closing her thighs, Сnot today, puss is a little tender. Remember Jeff? I fucked him last night or, should I say, he fucked me! God, he was glorious, I came at least five times!Т

I didnТt know if it was true or not, I couldnТt even think straight anymore but the idea of Alice being fucked by the brute Jeff made my cock squirm even more.

I was also insanely jealous but I couldnТt say anything, I couldnТt form the words and could only stare longingly at that thin trail of hair though the nylon.

Alice and I had been lovers once, enjoying all the things that lovers do including sexy little games that bordered on kinky.

And then, Alice had suggested chastity games and challenged me to go three weeks without coming. Stupidly, I fell for it and now, ten weeks later I was putty in her cruel hands.

СPlease, Alice,Т I managed to say as she played with my hair, each stroke sending electric tremors through my quivering body, СpleaseЕТ

СWhat are you trying to say, darling?Т Alice asked with a sly smile, looking down at me as I desperately stared at her pantyhose covered lower belly, Сwhat do you want?Т

Of course, she knew very well but she enjoyed teasing me, taunting me with my inability to come!

I hadnТt realised just how cruel and mercenary she was.

Stumbling, I tried to form words and Alice giggled.

СYou want me to take the cage off your dickie?Т

I nodded frantically and she softly patted my cheek.

СPoor Stevie.Т

Alice swung her legs off the sofa and walked to the window.

I remained staring at her bottom and legs in the sheer pantyhose, my cock throbbing painfully.

СI hope it rains soon; itТs so terribly hot.Т

Alice turned and smiled at me.

СTime for another photograph, darling.Т

My heart sank as she walked to her handbag.

Alice grinned as she checked her digital camera.

СOn all fours, darling, like a puppy.Т

What could I do?

I could barely think straight and she held the key to my salvation.

The camera flashed and she giggled.

СI can see the desperation in your big puppy-like eyes! It makes me wet! If I wasnТt so tender, IТd have you trying to make me come though my hose!Т

She aimed the camera again, it flashed and Alice then turned to find something in her large handbag.

СHere you are, darling.Т

I stared at the pink dildo she had casually dropped on the floor in front of me.

СPush that into your bottom and smile for me.Т

I had no idea what she did with these degrading pictures but Alice was always coming up with new poses, all of them intensely humiliating for me.

I no longer had a job so she couldnТt really blackmail me. They had fired me after the sixth week when I was a hopeless zombie, drooling after the girls in the office and looking like a slob.

Why blackmail anyway?

I would do anything for the hope of her unlocking the cage and playing with my swollen cock.

Once I used to fuck her, to feel her velvet smoothness around my cock! Once, Alice used to suck me until I came!

Once!

Not any more.

Slowly, I inserted the dildo into my bum, grunting with the feeling and the camera flashed.

СHow sweet you look,Т Alice giggled and took another photograph.

СThat will do, darling, you can take it out. Make sure you clean it afterwards.Т

СYou know, darling,Т Alice said as she packed the camera away in her handbag, Сthings arenТt going so well for you. YouТve lost your job and the landlord tells me heТs given you an eviction notice.Т

He has?

I stared dumbly at her long legs, my cock pressing painfully against the hard mesh of the cock cage.

СI think you should move in with me. IТll get Jeff to come over and pack your things up. You wonТt need much, darling.Т

СPlease,Т I begged in a thick voice, Сplease take this thing off me!Т

I was strangely proud I managed to finish the sentence and Alice laughed softly.

СWhy on earth would I do that?Т

She stood in front of me, her pantyhosed crotch directly in front of my yearning face and gently patted my head.

СI like you this way and I want to see just what happens if I deprive you for even longer.Т

My heart sank and Alice patted my cheek softly before walking away, stepping into her skirt.

СI have to run, I have so much to do. At least when you move in with me, youТll get decent food and IТll make you shower more often. Truth is, darling, you smell rather a lot! How could I let a smelly man lick my precious jewel?Т

Sadly, I watched her smooth nylon covered belly vanish into her skirt.

СPoor Stevie,Т Alice said with a smile as she checked her face in the mirror. СSo sad. I have something for you.Т

She rummaged in her handbag, withdrew something and dropped it on the floor in front of me.

It was a pair of pink womenТs panties Ц small, smooth and fringed with lace.

СI wore those when I went out with Jeff. HeТs such a hunk and was so sexy so they got a little moist. IТm sure youТll have fun smelling them.Т

Alice looked at me with a cruel twinkle in her eyes, lip-gloss tube in her hand.

СYou do want to smell them, donТt you, Stevie?Т

I nodded, humiliated but driven by my imprisoned cock.

She giggled and applied lip-gloss.

СIТll be back later with Jeff and weТll get you packed up and back to my place. WeТll give away a lot of your junk ,although Jeff thinks we should be able to sell some of it.Т

She dropped the lip-gloss tube into her handbag, snapped the bag shut and patted my cheek again, her fingers teasing and taunting me at the same time.

СBye darling, you have a good smell of my panties and IТll see you later.Т

She laughed as she walked out and the door closed behind her.

A small tear drifted down my cheek as I realised the utter hopelessness of my situation.

My fingers shook as I picked up the pink panties and closing my eyes, pressed them to my face.

I have often been asked when my fascination for controlling cocks came into play.I would have to say it started back in high school.

One of my jobs the first year I was cheerleader in high school was collecting the towels in the boys locker room after they had football practice. Well this day I was a little late getting in the locker room and I was gathering the towels when I noticed I was not alone.

Jeff, one of the football players ,was in the shower room and the curtain was pulled to the side and I could see his arm moving. I slipped closer where I could see him better and he was jacking off.

I was so entranced by his jacking off I could not have taken my eyes away if I wanted to. I seen the animalistic look on his face. I could see the swollen angry cock head as it busted though his fist time and time again.I watched as he blew his load all over the slower.

I slipped out before Jeff noticed I was watching but I caught myself teasing him after practice everyday just trying to get him to jack off again so I could watch. Time and time again he was the last one in the locker room and I would sneak in and watch him jacking off.

One day it came over me that I wanted a closer look. I walked up to where Jeff was sitting and his eyes flew open.I sat down beside him and took his hand and put it back over his cock and then took mine and wrapped it around his and I just simply looked in his eyes and told him to stroke it for me.

Jeff looked right into my eyes as he stroked until he again had an orgasm. I would tell him when to start and stoke and then with my sultry southern voice almost in a moan would say slow down or stroke it fast. I would make him stroke with just his finger tips and then sometimes I would tie his hands and I would stroke him to the edge over and over again only stopping just before he could cum.

Jeff became my toy my personal stroker boy stroking solely for my enjoyment.

I was always amazed at how much stronger his orgasms where when I had teased and edged him over and over and when I did allow him to cum his eyes would roll in the back of his head and his body would shudder.

One Monday afternoon I had brought him to the edge and back over and over again. This time I stopped and asked him to go home and not touch his cock until we met the next day. I told him that if he did just what I said he could pick me up on Friday night only if he was a good boy.

The edging went on all week.I lead him to the edge over and over again until his body trembled for release. I would sit across from him and make him watch as my hands went into my panties and I brought myself to an orgasm only to deny him his.

Friday night Jeff picked me up and we drove out to the lake. I slipped my hand under my skirt and into my panties and got my fingers nice and wet then I reached over and I slipped them into his mouth.

Jeff's cock was raging hard bigger than I had ever seen it veins popping out all over. I teased and teased him for hours.Then I asked him if he wanted to cum of course he screamed yes I am a woman of my word. I grabbed his cock my long red nails slipping around his shaft. I looked in his eyes and asked him who's cock it was...he looked at me and said yours....I stroked a little faster and looked at him and asked .....Who's cummie is this? He looked me right into my eyes and said yours....I stroked a little faster.

Jeff had sweat beading up on his forehead and then I said are you ready to cum for me my pet and Jeff moaned yessssss.....Then I brought him right to the edge and then the minute that release shudder though his body I reached down and squeezed his balls as hard as I could and just ruined that orgasm...I did not promise him that he would enjoy it LOL

I did not think Jeff would want to play my games with me any more and I giggled after I got home at how his eyes flew open when I took the pleasure from his release. Monday morning I walked into the locker room to collect the towels and there he sat looking at me and said your cock ....your balls.....your orgasm....

My Dear Dom B,

I am writing You to thank You for the educational experience You provided me. At first I was not sure You had sent these men to teach me, so You can understand why I put up the fight & struggled as I did. I must tell You I was scared to death when I walked to the chicken coop yesterday morning. As I live in such a rural area & it was so nice & sunny I had on only my white cotton night shirt. I should have had on more going outside & all. I turned on the well hose & opened the coop to let the chickens out, gather eggs & give them fresh water. That is when the men You sent came out from nowhere. They must have been hiding in the barn. I think they were eagerly surprised to discover I only had on a night shirt with no panties. I can't say I got a good look at them. For the one that grabbed me from behind quickly blind folded me, but I did get a good feel, repeatedly! I tried to get way but these men were stronger than I & they forced me to the floor. I never realized how straw hurt against bare skin. I was trying to scream as they held me to the ground but one of them quickly thrust his cock into my mouth. I gagged because he thrust that hard cock so deep. I was determined not to let them touch me or have me, as I did not know if this was Your will or not & I had no time to ask You. Plus I was taken off guard by their aggressive attack & forcefulness. I tried to kick at them but then grabbed my ankles. I realized they would not be easy with me & I tried very hard to keep my legs together.

Dom, I tried to keep my legs together & my pussy closed to these men. But they overpowered me and pulled my legs apart. They were laughing at my useless struggling. Then 1 of them told me to lie very still or I would be hurt & I felt something cold against my thigh. He told me he had a knife. I started shaking all over & that made them even more excited. I the knife trace up my thigh & brush across Your pussy & push my night shirt up. Then I felt the knife trace my cheek & throat & then he cut through my night shirt & ripped it off. I was now naked but blind folded still & couldn't see what was about to happen to me next. I felt their hands on my body grabbing my breast & pinching my nipples while the one was still fucking my mouth until he started cumming. I could barely swallow I thought I would drown from all the cum he shot in my mouth. Some spilled out and he wiped on my breast. The men who were holding my legs apart were having theory fun at me too. Dom, the man that hand the knife, at least I think it was him, he decided to put his finger in me. when he discovered that Your pussy was wet. He told the others that I really wanted to be raped & they were going to have lots of fun with me. he put another finger in me then told his friend how wet I was. He used his 2 finger to spread Your pussy open enough for the other man to thrust his finger in me. That must have been the one that had fucked my mouth because another man had start fucking my mouth. I tried to move my head away from him but he had a hold of my face & wouldn't let me turn away. The other guys were finger fucking Your pussy really hard. Then the 1 guy pulled his finger out & the other put a third finger inside me. I didn't think my pussy could take any more. And the more I struggle the more they enjoyed what they were doing. They guy that had pulled his finger out of Your pussy wasn't done with his attack. He had something cold & wet he started rubbing on my ass. I tried to shake my head "no" but they man fucking my mouth wouldn't stop. I also tried to free my legs but couldn't as these men were very strong. then I felt it. That man thrust his finger up my ass. They were making comments about how tight my ass was & they knew I had never had it there. I realized then they must have been sent by You. But I wasn't sure.

Dom, I started to enjoy feeling their intrusions into Your pussy & ass. I got very wet. Then they decided they were going to fuck me right there on the chicken coop floor. The floor was so uncomfortable, the straw & dirt against my bare skin. two of them grabbed my legs and pulled them up. They were holding my arms too. They had me spread wide open & there was nothing I could do as he thrust his huge hard cock deep into Your pussy. It was so big I felt like I was being ripped open. He was not gentle & they each took their turns at me like this. When the last one came I thought it was over. I was wrong. Very wrong.

When they had finished fucking Your pussy they tied my hands together & onto one of the wrung of the loft ladder. There I stood. Naked with cum dripping from Your pussy & my hands tied above my head. They started smacking my body with something. It didn't hurt but more stung. The one told me not to worry that there would be no marks if I behaved. Then I felt two of them grab my legs & lift them into the air. It felt like they rested them on their shoulders. They spread my legs open exposing Your wet cum filled pussy. Then I felt something hard & cold being inserted into Your pussy. It was large & the stretch slightly burned. He put a vibrator to my clit & forced me to cum. I tried to squirm but couldn't. Cumming didn't end my torture though. He left the object inside me and they took me down from the ladder & laid me face down on the egg table. I felt something around my ankle & realized my legs had been tied spread apart to the table legs. There I was spanked for struggling earlier. Not hard enough to leave marks but it stung deeply. then that man had his fingers in my ass again. I heard him tell the other they were to prepare my ass good. I didn't understand but as he stared finger fucking my ass it felt good. Then he stuck a 2nd finger inside me. The vibrator was on my clit again & I was forced to cum with this man's fingers in my ass & that thing in Your pussy. Eventually after they all finger fucked my ass they decided to fuck your pussy again with me bent over & spread like that. When at last they had finally finished they untied my legs & retied my hands above my head to the loft ladder. I was instructed to spread my legs apart. I heard the water running but wasn't ready for the ice cold well water against my naked skin. One of them stick the hose up to Your pussy & I could feel the cold water inside me. When they had finished with this the untied me & told me after they left I could take the blind fold off. They told me the reason they didn't fuck my ass yet was because my Dom would be the first to have my ass. After that I would be fucked whenever & however & in every hole at my Dom's discretion. That's when I knew You had sent them. The man told me when I went inside I was to e-mail You so that You would know they had finished with me & would be bringing You the video they took. I believe You will be happy with the fight I put up and the treatment these men dished out. Thank You Dom for this pleasure.

She finished tying the cord tightly around my wrists and pulled them toward my ankles while Sara peered causally outside the hotel window. Both women were stunning. Each wore long leather boots, thin stockings, and the smallest black thongs you can imagine. My eyes remained glued on my girlfriends ass while her friend aggressively restrained my hands to my ankles.

"You okay, babe?" I asked laying there completely naked.

"Shut up, slave!" Her friend grabbed my cock and balls, pulling them out from between my legs.

"Ah!" I gasp. "Sorry, mistress."

She started wrapping the cord around my junk and I wheezed at her ignorance of how sensitive a cock is. She had definitely done this before. My girlfriend and I always try to increase the excitement of our sex life. We can be pretty kinky, and we have experimented with bondage before, but she was actually the one who proposed a three-way with a curious friend of hers. I always knew she was bisexual and was definitely not opposed to the idea. So we met up for drinks, chatted it up, she seemed nice, was definitely hot, and the next thing I know we're hitting up a hotel. It was mostly the two of us talking, while I got to know her. My girlfriend just milked her drink and listened, kinda distant, but she already knew her. Her friend found me cute saying she liked the tall, skinny pale gingers. I was the only guy, so I was outnumbered and dubbed the first to go and she'd be the next in line for some bondage play.

She had wrapped the cord several times around my balls and then my shaft, then pulled it up and wrapped it a few times around my arms and chest. Every few minutes she'd tug and make the restraints tighter.

"Damn!" I cough. "You're a pro at this. I don't think I'll be able to do as good as a job as yours."

She stood and pushed me onto my side with her foot then walked over and pulled out a lime green ball gag from the duffel bag we brought that waited on the bed.

"Open," she said firmly.

..."OK," I replied. "How far are we going with this? Is there a time limited before it's my turn? Don't I get a safe word..."

"We'll go as far as we want," she said and tied the ball tightly into my mouth.

My teeth quickly bit into the hard rubbery ball, my tongue was shoved back, and my lips couldn't even touch as the ball was pulled across the edge of my lips. Sara turned and watched, almost mournfully.

"MMmph!" I had to gasp as she finished strapping it into place.

"There," she said giving my ass a hard slap. "There's no way his hairy Irish ass is getting out of that."

She stood, walked back to the bed and zipped up the bag. My heart began to rush. The only thing I could jerk around was my head. When I pulled on my restraints, they only squeezed around my body tighter. Sara walked over to the bed and sat while her friend pulled on the shirt she had excitedly pulled off no more than 15 minutes ago.

"We need to talk," Sara finally spoke. "For the longest time, I was worried you were going to quickly loose interest and move on, so I always tried to up the kink to match your sex drive, but I can't take it anymore. I know you cheated on me, and I tried to move past it, but I realized I deserve better."

And with that, she got dressed while her friend fixed her makeup in the bathroom. Despite my desperate yet muffled pleas and struggles, she finished putting her clothes back on as if I wasn't even there. She even folded my clothes and laid them neatly on the bed.

"Don't worry," her friend said as they head out. "This kinda stuff happens all the time, but if you really want your privacy, I'll leave the 'Do Not Disturb' sign on the door."

The sharp, violent sound of the whip against her pussy echoed through the room, immediately followed by her muffled screams and heavy panting. She writhed in pain for a few moments before quiet was restored in the dim concrete basement. The only other noticeable noise was the quiet chime of the chains holding her hands up toward the ceiling. She knew there was no escape so she gave up on wasting energy trying to free herself. Instead, she focused on bracing herself for the pain.

Another sharp crack, this time to her lower back. Her hips jerked forward, but she didn't have much room to move. Her feet were tied spread eagle and her hands stretched above her head resulting in very little mobility. She shut her eyes tightly as if to wish the pain away, but to no avail. Her captor was in complete control walking slow circles around her plotting his next move. She looked at him doe-eyed pleading her case to let her go, but they both knew they'd be in that sweltering basement for some time.

Saliva from the mouthgag tickled her midsection as it trickled downward from her chin. Her captor placed his hands on her hips and gently massaged her delicate skin moving down to her thighs and back up across her abdomen to her back. She quietly moaned as if to welcome the change in sensation from pain to pleasant. He worked his hand down and began massaging her pussy. The quiet back and forth motion of his fingers was accompanied by the back and forth of her torso. Beads of sweat ran down her body as her breathing became increasingly heavy. Forgetting that she was bound and at the mercy of a complete stranger, her body language all but screamed for more. She received just that as her captor slipped his fingers inside her. She gurgled from the saliva backed up in her mouth, a sign she consented to the sexual advances from this son of a bitch. She still seemed to be enjoying the sensation all too much to remember she was tied up in a basement. Only someone twisted would enjoy such a thing. How can she be turned on by this?

Wait... how am I turned on by this?

I let out a dry growl, or whatever I could muster from the limited space between my lips and the gag. My wife looked at me surprised and wide-eyed forgetting I was there bound to a creaky wooden chair several feet away. Her pants of enjoyment quickly turned to embarrassment as she tried to twist out of the captor's hold. He glanced over at me, his fingers still inside my wife, mocking me as I sat there completely immobile and helpless. My pathetic attempt to intimidate him only invigorated him more as he grasped my wife's hips firmly aiming for anal penetration. He slapped his dick on her ass as if to tease her. When he became fully erect he gripped her ass cheeks and spread them wide. He began pumping slowly with my wife letting out a yelp after each one. Her eyes began to roll back as he increased the force. I couldn't believe she seemed to be enjoying it. I couldn't believe that I seemed to be enjoying it either. I felt disgusted that I would find pleasure in seeing my wife taken advantage of, but there was a certain forbidden quality that made it a guilty pleasure.

She looked at me with her beautiful eyes as if to apologize for enjoying someone else inside of her. Directly behind her, the monster was staring right at me with a smile mocking me as he had his way with my wife. He leaned in and whispered something in her ear as she responded with a muffled "No" through her mouth gag. He looked back at me with a dry, sinister laugh. I knew what he told her wasn't going to be good news for me. Just as the thought crossed my head, he ended punishing my wife from behind and now stood directly in front of her. She diverted her gaze towards the ground and turned her head away from him. He grabbed her by the hair and proceeded to lick her from the neck up across her face. She squeezed her eyes shut and made a muffled moan in another vain effort to escape the humiliation. He then turned to me, still grasping my wife's hair, and said "You're the next whore on my list."

He left my wife dangling there like a used piece of meat as he came over towards my corner of the sweltering basement. I could already see him planning how he was going to use me with each step he made towards me. I was already dripping in sweat and completely immobilized, but he had to emasculate me further by addressing the precum that had stained the chair I was bound to.

"Wow," he said looking down and shaking his head, "you're about as big of a freak as me. You like watching your wife get fucked like that?"

The embarrassment washed over me making the airless, muggy basement seem that much hotter. I looked over at my wife as if to apologize, but she turned her head pretending she didn't hear it. He undid my gag. "Look you don't have to do th--," was all I could blurt out before he replaced it with an O-gag. He greeted my now permanently open mouth with the tip of his dick, still erect and pulsing. He forced me to tongue the tip. I immediately began to drool as I reluctantly stuck my tongue as far out as it would go and massaged the tip of his cock with my tongue. He didn't let me take a break as he kept pushing my head forward, my tongue became heavy and I began taking deep breaths of the stale, humid basement air.

I stopped tonguing and when he pushed my head forward to continue, I whipped my head back signifying that I had done enough. My act of defiance was greeted with him grabbing my head and forcing his cock deep into the back of my throat with large, violent thrusts. I couldn't do anything but accept the punishment and humiliation as his heavy thrusts, which barely let me breathe, had me yearning for that stale basement air. All I could do was gasp and make pathetic gurgling noises as the saliva gathered in the back of my throat.

He took his cock out of my mouth, glistening in the dim lighting and dripping with my saliva. He walked behind me and dragged the chair to where my wife was still strung up. He undid my wife's hands and tied them behind her back. He was met with little resistance from her, because she knew she wasn't going anywhere. He then undid my O-gag and stood in front of me, cock still erect and glistening. He began stroking it. His mighty hand dwarfed his giant cock as he slid it back and forth. I knew he was going to finish himself off all over me. I didn't bother fighting the inevitable.

Just then he spewed his massive load all over my face. The jet of cum blasted me by surprise and before I knew it my face was masked in the thick, sticky mess. He grabbed my wife's hair and forced her to lick his load off my face. She had no choice but to give in to his sick demands. I felt her tongue caress my face. For a minute, it felt good but I had to snap back into reality and remind myself we were still at the mercy of this sadistic freak enjoying every minute of our humiliation.

He stood back for a minute or two and looked at my wife and I with a grin on his face as an artist admiring his work. He left us in that room humiliated. The only thing we could hear was our breathing. The only thing we could feel was the tickle of sweat beads as they ran down our backs. The only thing we could think...

Well that was the worst part.

Between the humiliation and the heat, the one thing that made us the most uncomfortable were our thoughts. Because deep down, even though it went against every moral fiber of our being, my wife and I both knew it was one of the most erotic nights of our lives.