BDSM
15 Jul 2019


- A weekend off -

This time, I'm not on the road for a change. I'm at home, wherever that is! Still working, but chilling in the process. I'm sitting outside in my favorite spot, drinking a beer, having a smoke and surfing one of my regular raunchy sex dating sites. It is Friday night. I'm in the mood for anything after a tough week on the road.

I come across one profile. She is wearing a black mask. Her pics are all black leather. She has tatts everywhere. Jet black long hair. Full red lips. Very dark, almost black eyes. Reminds me of the mum in the Adam's Family. Can't remember her name. But the comparison is apt, when I read her words. "Active and powerful Mistress... seeking a new slave. Training involved."...... Hmm. This could be different. I had done plenty of lite B before. But never the real thing. I wasn't sure which way I went. I kind of liked both. Her profile did not specify much about her intended slave, other than "he" must be willing to serve without question. I couldn't judge how serious these words were. You know? How much of it was bull shit and how much was real.

So, I decided to find out. Her town was only 60k's away. Half an hour in the Golf. No problem. I sent her a message. "Good evening. I would like to apply, for the position, of your slave. Please send back instructions." Of course, I didn't expect a reply immediately. I have learnt in these sites, if you get a reply too soon, they are needy and their words are indeed, bull shit. Nothing that night from her. I partied happily, forgetting about it.

Irrespective of my partying, I am always up at dawn around 5-6am. Saturday morning. Awesome! Nothing to do for two days, except what ever the fuck I want. I grab my first coffee and go outside for a smoke. As is my routine, I check all my various sex sites for new and interesting stuff. BINGO. A message from Mistress. It came in over night. "Be at my place this morning at exactly 10am. Bring nothing." She had tailed the message with her address and mobile number. No name.

A mixture of excitement and uncertainty invaded my feelings. Normally there's a chat. This is fucking weird. Do I go?............I'm a big boy. Surely she can't be that dangerous. I can handle myself. I had all my various voices, talking inside my head, trying to decide. After another 2 coffees, I decide to go. I pack just what I really need - toiletries etc... and leave at 9.15am.

- Dominatrix -

Her place was a non-descript weatherboard in the burb part of the town. Garden was unkept, weedy, with crap all through it. The paint was peeling off the outside walls. The windows were dirty. Couldn't see in, as the curtains were completely covering all visual access. At exactly 10am, I knocked at the front door. Within a few seconds, a text comes in, on my phone. "Go around the back, sit on the bench seat, under the tree." What? So I headed around the side, found the seat, sat down and waited. Half an hour went by; nothing. Then an hour. Fuck this!! I stood up and walked around the side, to go back to my car. The gate had been closed and padlocked. No problem. I went over to the fence, and placed my hands up to gain purchase. SHIT! I had been pricked. I felt more carefully, and discovered razor wire all along the top, just out of sight. It was then, that I got a little concerned. There was a cut on my right palm, that was starting to pool blood. Not too bad, but it stung. I sucked it in my mouth and turned around thinking. The house was completely still. I got out my phone and texted her "Is this part of my training?"

About a minute later, the back door opens. No-one there. I slowly walk over and enter. FUCK ME. Everything was black. Walls, furniture, everything. The door closes, behind me, by itself. Still no sight of her. Creepy or what? A text comes in: "Go through, to the front of the house". I proceed through the only door I could find. More black, a corridor. A large black wooden door. I open it. Stairs. Down I go. I could see a darkness, that was glimmering with red light. At the bottom, it was all rock. The room was not large. At first, I couldn't see much. There were "things" everywhere. It was clearly a dungeon. Several lights where glowing red. Then I saw her. Sitting on a large chair, right in the center of the furthermost wall. She was dressed in a black cape, with black gloves and long black boots. Her hair was straight and long. The only color I could see, was her pearly white skin and red lips. "Come slave. Kneel before me...."

I obey. At least she wasn't bull shitting me. I knelt before her, with my head down. "Take off all your clothes, slowly." I obey, letting my clothes fall, to the floor. I'm now standing buck naked, in front of her; waiting. She appraises my body, for a full 3 minutes. Every inch of it. "Turn around." I obey. "Bend over and spread your cheeks". I obey. Another minute. "Good. You have made the first stage. You will now sit your exam." WTF! Fuck her. I had done enough degrees to start a university of my own. Fuck it, if I was going to sit any test. "No thank you". I reply. Her right eye brow rises and falls. [Why is it that only woman can do that???!!!!] "You will do as I instruct - slave". "I am not your SLAVE, yet. We have made no agreement; ... YET". That stopped her; for a bit. She paused and thought. I could tell, I had her, at a tiny disadvantage; because she knew, that I knew, that she knew, I was correct.

At that juncture, I realized, I had the advantage. I moved towards her, getting inside, her personal comfort zone. I'm close enough to her now, for her to look into my eyes and see properly. She visibly withdraws. I had given her the strength look. That look that communicated she could not make me do anything, I didn't want to do. This broke her a little. Her head lowered and she paused. I grabbed the opportunity. "Stand up." I had used THE VOICE. What I mean is this: I am a vocalist, in a few bands. I have great voice control. "The voice" is difficult to explain, suffice to say it is clear, deep and commanding (Think about Lou Rawls). She stood. "Take off your clothes." She obeys. "Step forward". She obeys. I take the seat. "Kneel before me." She obeys. "Kiss my feet". She obeys. "Stand up". She obeys. "Turn around". She obeys. "Bend over and spread your cheeks". She obeys. I made her stay like that, while I studied her body.

- Domination -

Medium, muscly arse. Athletically toned legs. Diamond gap, big enough to fit my hand, while her legs are together. Her pussy is clean, shaven and already glistening. Lovely outer labia, hanging down bit. Can't see her clit yet. Her arse is very clean. Although it looked tight, I could tell by the way it had started to convulse a little, that she had a healthy bunch of sex nerves. "Stand up and turn around. Come closer"'. She obeys. I place my hands on her boobs. They are natural. C Cup; firm and weighty. I go to take a nipple in my mouth. I hear her draw breath. I stop an inch from her nipple, letting my breath tease her. She stiffens, in my grip. I know, that she knows, I am in command now. "Will you be MY slave, now?" "Yes, Master", she replies. "How do I know this?" She thinks. "I will obey, your every word." "We will see". Is my response.

It was only at that point, that I took a good look, around the room. I needed to constrain her, while I explored. There were ropes coiled up, nearby. I collected them. "Lay down on the floor". She obeyed. I coiled rope around her hands, so they were bound; but not too tightly. I did the same with her legs. That should do. Then I explored. Every drawer. Every cupboard. Every apparatus. Holy shit. This chick had everything!!!! I wondered how many times, it had been used on her? Lets find out.

I get her on her feet. Untie her legs, and walked her over to the vertical rack. I re-tied her arms, spread-eagled them, then her legs. I had full front and back access, to her entire body; including, all her three holes. First the clamps. I get them. Both nipples. Clit and outer labia. She remains silent. Do I need to gag and blindfold her? I don't think so. I would rather she see, what I am going to do, and be able to protest. Oh. I just realized. We hadn't agreed on a safe word. "Slave, what is your safe word?" She immediately replies "MORE!!!!" WTF! How do I interpret that? I decide to trust myself and proceed.

I get out a large, round headed vibe and start on her clit, removing the clamp. Her clit grows. The juice from her pussy starts to drip. A groan starts; deep in her throat. I get a largish dildo. About 2 1/2 inches thick and 9 inches long. No lube. I push it in. Too easy, I'm thinking. Fuck it. I put my fingers in, while I work the round vibe on her clit. First three, then five, then all knuckles, then fist. I start to fuck her, with my fist. NOW, I'm getting a reaction. YEP. A squirt. I little one, but still. I can feel her arse hole, convulsing again. If that isn't a clue!!???

In goes the dildo. I fuck her, in both holes. The clit vibe has fallen, to the floor. I only have two hands. My cock is screaming at me; to use him, by this stage. I take out my fist, slide in my cock, and fuck her in both holes. More anal convulsing. Then she squirts, all over my cock. It runs down her legs. She screams. "YES, YES OOHH YES ... MOORRREEE". It had been 3 or 4 days since I had last unloaded. My nuts were so ready, it was like the feeling of needing a piss so badly, you have to hold your thighs together. I place my cock against her lips. She takes him into her mouth and starts sucking. Oh Fuck! It starts immediately. No orgasm to speak of. Just an almighty flow, from my testicle pump station. She swallows and swallows, as I fill her mouth and throat.

I let her settle. I realize she was the one that had invited me here. I untie her, I let her relax. She looks up at me. 'Please, be my Master". One part of me feels sorry, for her. The other (strong part), owns her. I take her in my arms and hold her very tightly. Believe me; when I hold, I am strong. She gasps. I let go, a little. "Master; I will do whatever you command. Please don't squeeze me that hard, again". I consider her request. Yes. She has a point. My arms are very strong. I have a bad habit of squeezing. Some of my friends like me to crack their backs, with this squeeze. OK. I slow.

I lift and carry her, "Where is your bed?" She guides me to her bedroom. When we get there, I gently place her on the bed. I'm feeling guilty now. My emotions change so quickly. She is laying on her bed, looking up at me, waiting to see what I will do next. I'm done with the strong man bull shit. I gather her in my arms. "Are you OK, if I just love you?" ...... She gives me the most engulfing smile. 'Yes". I gently put her in bed, in the proper place; with her head on the pillow. I feel like an invader. This is her bed. But, then I remember; the black haired Mistress that she was, not long earlier. I wonder about her. Looking down at her now, nearly asleep. It was then, I decided to pull back and let her sleep. I head back to her living room. Find some wine and go outside for a smoke. I learned how she did it. Not so smart. I got sucked in. Hm. Lets see.

- The contract -

Later that afternoon, I was in her lounge area, having a beer, from her fridge and surfing my phone. She appears in the room, rubbing her eyes, then sees me and halts. Recognition, then fear, then acceptance, then desire. She comes over and sits next to me, saying nothing. I remain calm, waiting to see her next reaction. She is dressed in a silky black robe, with nothing underneath. Her makeup is smudged. Her hair is a mess. She is so fucking sexy. I almost draw breath; but I remain calm and say nothing. After a few minutes, she stands up, turns around and kneels in front of me; with her head down. "Please be my Master". ........ "Don't go, .... please....?" I think on this. My reaction earlier, had caught me, by surprise. Would she turn back into the other person, if pushed? What was the risk? Did it matter anyway? I had reverse engineered, all her little tricks. I could easily get around them.

"We will have to agree, with a contract, in writing". She immediately stands and rushes over to a desk. Gets out paper, pen, and hands it to me. I proceed to write. Dot points, as follows:

CONTRACT IN LAW BETWEEN MASTER and SLAVE on this day xx/xx/xxxx

- Slave shall abide, with all of Master's instructions, at all times, without exception

- Slave shall provide her residence, for Master's pleasure, at any time, he requests.

- Slave shall not get involved, with any other individual, sexually, during the tenure of this agreement

- Slave shall have monthly tests .... and so on

- ...

- ...

- Slave shall agree with her Master on a safe word, which her Master will take as her instruction, to cease and desist activities, at that time.

Signed: Her name - Slave

Signed: My name - Master

Dated this day xx/xx/xxxx

I handed it to her, she had read it, as I wrote. She signed. I signed. I scanned it with my phone, texted it to her, pocketing the hard copy. It was done. Hmmmmm. Now, what to do? I had never been in this situation, before. How exciting!!!! Ah, yes; safe word. "What is your safe word?" I ask. She hesitates, thinking. I realised, she didn't have one. "How about STOP!" I suggest. No revelation there! "Ok". She replies. "Slave." "Yes Master." "Make me a vegemite and cheese sandwich, with lots of butter, and heat it in the microwave for 20 seconds. "Yes Master." She trudges off. ... Hmmm. I could get used to this!

- The dungeon -

Very yummy sandwich. Fresh white bread and old cheddar. She watches me eat, in anticipation. I complete the task. "A beer if you will .... Slave". Like a gazelle, she bounds to the fridge, flips off the top of a corona, cuts a lemon and hands it to me. "Now you will get naked and sit over there, in the corner; with your back to me, until I tell you, to move." She obeys. I drink my beer, and light up a smoke. I don't give a crap, if she doesn't like smoking inside. I reflect on what to do next. I need to take her to the dungeon, and explore this new pastime.

After my beer and smoke make history, I stand up and beckon to her. "Slave, follow me." We headed for the stairs and down we went. This time, my idea was to get her airborne. I get her to sit, under the hoist. I coil rope around her legs and arms; so when lifted, she will be leaning back, with legs and arms spread. I hoist her up, so her fanny and arse are at the height, I can easily reach, with my cock. Although she was silent, I could see she was getting turned on, in anticipation. I wondered, how much pain she liked?

To the chest of drawers. Out with a paddle. I whack her on the arse, not too hard. A slight red welt appears. No sound from her. Again this time harder. Still no sound. So, I go harder; until I know, it would be hurting. She groans. I move around to her front and whack her thigh. Groans again. Her pussy is getting visibly wet. WOW! Need to do something, down there. Back to the chest and find an electric clit dildo. I plug it in and start on her; having turned it to 5. She lets her head fall back and closes her eyes. I turn it to 8. The sound gets louder. She starts to whimper. Her pussy starts to drip. I slide 3 fingers into her. She takes them, like an over-sized glove. Then 5 fingers, then knuckles, then fist. My finger tips are surrounding her cervix. I massage it and push deeper; until I'm in, past my wrist, probing her deep spot. I start fucking her with my fist, and turn the dildo to 10. She starts to scream. "Yeeesss!"

"Slave, I forbid you, to make any sound." This made her bite her tongue, literally. I continue with my insertion and attack on her clit. She is keeping her lips closed, but her throat is having a fit. Her eyes are wide open and staring at me; with a mixture of lust, passion and wonder. She starts to convulse. I hold her tighter, against my body and focus on working her spots, more accurately. Then a flood of squirt oil engulfs my hand. I pull him out, take away the dildo, and rub her labia/clit; side to side, vigorously. Bigger squirts. She screams again, out of control. I place 3 fingers in her arse hole, and fuck her vigorously with them. Another squirt; this time, all over my front. By now, my cock is aching.

I lower her to the floor and untie her. I'm done with the B, for now. "Back to the bedroom slave - NOW!". She tries to stand, falls off balance, and lands back, to the floor. Poor baby; so much squirting. She tries again. I help her, to balance. Back in her bedroom, I tell her to lay on the bed. Her pussy is pink, with swollen labs and clit. Her arse cheeks are still red from the paddle. I get my gear off. She stares at my cock; which is standing vertically up; pointing at my belly button, and oozing pre-cum. I get on the bed with her. "Get on your hands and knees, Slave." She obeys. I spread her legs apart and take her arse in my mouth. The smell of pussy juice and squirt was almost over-powering. I savor it, pushing the end of my tongue into her anus and starting to probe. Her hand finds her clit and starts rubbing. "I didn't give you permission, to do that!" She snatches it away and remains still. "For that, you will be punished." I get a "hmmmmm" from her.

I look around the room. There's an empty wine bottle, next to the bed. I get it. I'll have to open her up first, I thought. I take my cock head, and guide him to her arse hole. She moves her legs wider. I push him in a few inches and start thrusting. It doesn't take long, until I'm fucking her arse, at full length. "Slave, you may make noises". Immediately, it is "Aaahhh yyyeeessss. Harder please. Faster". I obey. I had been so horny, for so long; my ejaculation was just under the surface. Fuck it, I keep going and let it happen. As the orgasm starts, I tell her: "Turn around and take my cock in both hands. Point him at your face." She obeys. "Now work the head, as hard and as firm, as you can" She obeys. My orgasm heightens. The burning starts. "Harder Slave" She obeys, willingly. Then my balls start to pump. My jizz hits her, right between the eyes; and then all over her face, nose, mouth, chin, and down to her boobs. She is still working the head of my cock. My whole body is convulsing; as I look down at her beautiful face, covered in my sperm. Then the sensitivity takes over. I grab her hands, and move them, to the base of my cock. I literally can't be touched at the other end, for about 60 seconds, after I blow. Then I'm fine to go, again. "Slave. Stop touching me. Now I want you to eat all the cum off your face, boobs and swallow it all" She obeys.

- The wine bottle -

After her protein meal, I get some lube and the wine bottle. "Lay on your back, Slave." She obeys. "Lift your legs behind your head, Slave." She obeys. "Wait there and DO NOT MOVE". I head back to the dungeon and grab rope, hand cuffs, blind fold and mouth ball. On returning, I note with satisfaction, she had not moved an inch. I wrap the rope around her legs and neck, then anchor it to the bed head. Her hands, I cuff also to the bed. I place the mouth ball into her mouth, and slide the elastic over her head. Then the blind fold. She can still hear, which is good; because I am going to describe to her, what I am about to do. I pour a heap of lube over her pussy, butt hole and rub it all around. Her clit and labia, are still swollen. Her arse is convulsing, as I touch her.

I peel the label off the wine bottle. Fuck. As is typical, some of it, remains. I go to the kitchen, and run it under hot water; then scrape the rest off. Back to the bedroom. I cover the bottle in lube, and poke the skinny end into her cunt hole. It goes right in, up to the shoulder. I start to fuck her with it. "This is a wine bottle, Slave. Do you know where it is going, next?" "Yreeerrrrrrrssssss" Comes the reply. Hmmmm. I'm going to need a dildo, for her pussy. Off to the dungeon again. This time I grabbed a monster. 4 inches thick and a foot long, with huge balls. Out with the bottle and in with the monster. Not quite like that. It would not go in. I added more lube and rotated it, until it gained purchase. Slowly, slowly , slowly, it penetrated; until it was fully 3/4 inserted. Right. Now, for the fun part. I leave the dildo in her puss, not switching it on. She is starting to writhe, with pain/pleasure.

I push the skinny end of the wine bottle, into her arse hole. Again it enters easily; but goes further, until the thickest part of the bottle, is starting to widen her. Her anus is squeezing and convulsing against the bottle. I start to fuck her arse with it, gently at first. "Hmmmmmmm" from her throat. I turn the switch, on the dildo. WOW. Out comes the squirt oil. Her noises are animal like. She shakes her head, not in protest, in ecstasy. I go harder, with the bottle, and start the dildo; in a fucking cycle, as well. To the reader - have you ever done double penetration? In my experience, the girl gets 4 times the pleasure, of one cock. I was seeing this now. Her arse had loosened, considerably.

I slide the bottle out, and turn it around; so the wide end (bottom) is against her a-hole. I push, rotate and angle the bottle; to try and penetrate her. Not an easy task. Fuck, I need a shoe horn! That's an idea. Back to the dungeon. What can I use??? I search, until I find what looks like, a gynecological tool. Stainless steel. It looks like a curved spatula; about an inch wide, spoon in profile, and 8 inches long. Perfect! Back again. She was obviously still in position; quiet, with the monster, still rammed in her; vibrating, like there was no tomorrow. Her pussy had leaked that milky squirt. The one that comes from lower down. Reflection.... I need to research that. It is different, to the oil, that comes from the urethra.

After lubing the shoe horn, I carefully slide it into her arse. It is cold. She gives out a little sound. I push it in further, then pull an angle, to widen her anus. Ah yes. This should work. (Fucking Engineers - always working and thinking!!!!). I grab the bottle, put more lube on it and start the insertion. Perfect! Within a few seconds, it gains purchase. I remove the shoe horn and start pushing and rotating the bottle; which commences its journey, into her large intestine. I know a little about anatomy. The rectum is posterior. The large intestine angles back, towards the sternum. So, once I was in, I had to push down; to point it upwards. I do this. It continues. 5 inches in now. Her arse is stretching, in unison. Her noises turn guttural. I wanted to hear them, so I remove the ball. "Speak Slave. Tell me how this feels." "OMG!" She says. "I have never felt anything like this. Please keep going... please". ..... I honor her request.

Harder, I push. Deeper, it goes; until the entire body of the bottle, is submerged. I go further. The neck starts to disappear, until the entire bottle is gone. WTF? I stare for a moment. It has actually gone. Her arse is looking normal again. Closed up. Oh shit! How do I get it out? My brain starts reminding me, of all those hospital stories; nurses had told me over the years, about people, with things stuck deep, in their intestines; and the bullshit stories, they used, to explain. Not me. "How are you feeling slave?" "Fine" She says. Ok. I guess it won't go anywhere, unless, I have her upside down. (Engineer thinking again...) But even then, gravity will not overcome friction....

Just to make sure, I insert a finger, and find the end of the neck, just inside; happily resting. Ok. No problem. In the meantime, I had another boner, that needed satisfying. I removed her blindfold. She could now use all her senses. Out with the dildo, in with the boy. I start to fuck her. "Hmmmmm.....yes, yes, yes..." from her. "Gggeerrrrr" from me. I fucked her for 10-15 minutes. She came and came (Orgasms). I felt mine rising again. For me, the third and fourth orgasms, are the best, because they take so long. The ejaculation is not as exciting. More like a dry reach; but worth it, all the same. This one was like mountain climbing, without a base camp. It rose, and rose, and rose, then popped. I came, on her clit. No more squirting for her. She is probably dehydrated. I had not allowed her to eat or drink, since I gained control. Hm. Time to act on that. Oh yes, the bottle.

I slip my thumb, index finger and ring finger into her arse, to grab the bottle. Nothing. What!!!! Oh shit! I go deeper. Nothing. Am I dreaming? No. .... During our fucking, the bottle had moved; further in. Oh shit. Fuck this. I do not want to have to explain, to any fucking emergency ward nurse (whom there was every chance I would fuck, in the future); how this bottle, found it's way, to this place... Ok. Lets think. I had no choice. I couldn't tell her. It would freak her out; she would clam up, and make it impossible, to retrieve. I cover my right arm in lube. "Slave. Spread your legs, as wide as you can". She obeys, none the wiser. I slip my entire hand into her; which wasn't hard; considering. I move up, and around; until my arm is inserted halfway, to the elbow. She is starting to orgasm again, obviously, thinking I am doing it to please her. Good. A little bit further, then I feel it. A wave of relief. I grab it with thumb and finger, and slowly pull it back to earth. Once it is out, I untie and uncuff her.

- A nice dinner -

"Ok Slave. We are going to finish our session, for today. I command you now, to become yourself. Have a shower. I will make a meal, for us." She relaxes and visibly changes. Her face and shoulders, relax. She smiles at me. Such a beautiful woman. "Thank you Adrian. That was simply wonderful. When I contacted you, I had no idea, it would happen like this." "You are welcome. I had no idea, what to expect, either".

She goes and cleans up. I search her fridge and pantry. Garlic chicken, with French mustard sauce, and veges. I commence to cook. I open a bottle of wine, and savoir her kitchen. I love cooking. She returns, wearing a light navy blue gown and slippers. Her hair is still wet. No makeup. She is even more beautiful, than before. "Hmmm. That smells nice". I pour her a glass of wine. She sits at the kitchen bench, on a high chair. "Can I borrow a smoke?" She asks. "Of course". I grab my smokes and lighter from my pocket, and hand them to her. She puts one in her mouth, lights it and inhales. "I haven't had a smoke in years". She is very relaxed, and seems to be happy, for me to take over her kitchen. What a fucking weird day, it has been.

We ate at her dining table, with wine and jazz music, in the background. She asked about my job. I told her. I asked about hers. It turned out, she was retired, at 40 years of age, having received a large inheritance. None of that mattered, to me. I was more interested in her. Such as: how did she become this dominatrix? What was the history? We finished dinner. I cleaned up. I opened a bottle of Cab Sav from her rack. French. 1975. OMG! It was like magic soil and grape syrup. We drank and salutated each other. After that bottle, we shared another, then a third. By 10pm, we were both extremely happy, falling over each other, and laughing. Being a seasoned drinker, I was still in control (yes, I know... no such thing - all that - fuck off!). She, on the other hand, was so drunk, she could hardly walk.

Part of me wanted to take her back, to the dungeon. The other part, was telling me, not take advantage. What do I do?

- The black snake -

It took me about 4.5 seconds, to lift her into my arms, and carry her to the dungeon. She giggled "Down hwe gohhooo......". I lay her on her big throne and stand, looking around. She was very pissed, there was not much point getting her into slave mode. In a large plastic bag, I found what looked like rubber snakes. They were tapered, and about 4 foot long. Oh yes, long anal dildos. Very soft and flexible. One end started at about one inch thick. The other end was 4 inches thick, with a step down; then a round disc of about 5 inches. I tip them onto the floor. Six of them. Hmmmm. Lets play.

I grab her into my arms again. She is like a rag doll. I lay her on the floor and remove her gown. Getting the lube, I put a cushion under her head; I pull her knees way back, with her hands, holding her thighs. I then tie her hands and legs together; then tether all that to her neck. Satisfied she is comfy, I coat her with lube, and start loosening her arse hole with my fingers. "Mmmmmmm....yummmm" from her. Having completed that task, I reach for a black snake, and coat it in lube. The thin end slides in easily. I slowly insert it, inch by inch, watching her reaction. After two feet, the diameter is starting to stretch her anus. She is moaning in delight. Another foot, and her hole is stretched, to 3 inches; with a bulge, showing to the left, and just above her navel. I continue, until there is only a few inches to go. She is erupting juices, of all kinds. Clear, oily, milky and quivering from repeated orgasms. I start to slowly fuck her with it. 4 inches in, 4 inches out, 4 in, 4 out, over and over. Her squirting increases, until she is clearly, out of control.

I grab another snake and insert the skinny end, next to the first. It is a bit trickier this time, because her hole is very stretched. She is moving around and shaking, like a person in seizure. I keep going, slowly; first a foot, then two, until the bulge in her tummy doubles in size. Eventually, I get the dildo to the same position, as the first. Her arse is so stretched, it is turning white, at the edges. There are juices everywhere. She had gone into a kind of trance. My cock was so hard, it was hurting. I got him out. With my left hand holding the dildos in place, I used my right, to guide my cock into her pussy. WOW! She is really tight; due to the pressure of the dildos, in her butt. I start to fuck her pussy slowly, at first; finding the best natural position. She convulses into a squirting frenzy. Shit, I had better get her to drink heaps of water, soon.

I feel that familiar itch, that signifies the beginning of, my 4th orgasm. I knew it was going to be a doozy. It was as though someone was squeezing my balls. I almost looked around, to see if there was! Then the throbbing started; but not as a whole body clamp. Just a slow momentum, building from between my legs and spreading, slowly outwards. Like molten lava. I looked down at her gorgeous face and her perfect boobs. That tipped me over the edge. Instead of a dry reach, I blew a stream of jizz into her pussy, which made my cock burn and burn. It was my turn to start shaking, and convulsing. The orgasm was still going, after I blew. I pulled out and lay next to her, still convulsing. She had passed out.

I couldn't be fucked doing anything, other than untying her; getting another cushion; covering us in a blanket, and falling asleep.

- Sunday morning -

I awoke to: "What the fuck. What is in me??!!" Oh shit. I hadn't taken the snake dildos out. "It's ok babe. Just relax. I'll sort it. "What in the hell! How did we get here? What did we do?" ... "We had too much red wine. That's what we did". She holds her forehead. "You can say that again. I have a monster headache, and I'm so thirsty. My throat feels like sand paper".... "Let me sort you first, then I'll get you water."

I got her legs back, like the night before . I slowly and carefully started, to slide out the first dildo. "Ow, Ouch". I stop. It was too dry. "Hang on". I headed to the kitchen, and got a bottle of olive oil. Back down. She's looking very worried. "Please relax and trust me". I pour a heap of olive oil on her, and try to get it into her. It helped. I managed to get them both out, without issue. Once they were out, she stretches. "It's ok. I use them all the time on myself. I just don't remember anything, about coming down here, after dinner. I need to clean myself up."

With that, she arose; holding her head, and slowly climbed the stairs; disappearing, into her room.

I headed back to the kitchen and decided to prep something healthy, for her. After investigating, I made a fruit platter, freshly squeezed orange juice, muesli and yogurt. No sign of her, so I put it all in the fridge and sit; with a smoke, and a coffee, surfing my phone. About half an hour later, she appears; dressed in skin tight jeans, skivvy and her black boots. Her hair is dry, brushed and shining. No make up. She looks a bit pasty. I get the breaky and present it to her. "Oh Ade." She hops in. I get her a coffee. Her colour starts to improve, as the sugar and H20, re-fills her.

Then a mischievous look comes over her. "What?" I ask. "Im gonna have a dungeon party". What the hell.... "I thought you had a hangover?" "Fuck, yes I do. All the more reason, Ade. Hair of the dog". I was liking this girl. "What do you want me to do?" "If you want, do the nibbles. I'll do everything else".

Cool. "Can I use your en-suite, please?" "Oh, by the way. The contract says your name is Sarah. What do I call you?" "Sez", she replies.

- Getting party ready -

I took a long, hot shower. I shaved, from head, to toe. I did my penis exercises. Oh (reader). I haven't told you about this. It is called Phalogenics. I had started, two weeks earlier. It was working. I had already gone to 7 1/2, from 7. I was looking forward to getting to 8. This is the point for a guy, where he can please anyone, in any situation; if he has the skill to use it. I had never been small; but I had experienced chicks with deep pussies, where I couldn't reach their deep spot. I wanted to be able to do this, every time. On the other hand; I didn't want to be too long either, and not be able to fuck; balls deep.

I headed to the Soopy; got everything I needed, then back to the kitchen. She was on the phone; talking to Dan Murphy's. Then a string of friends. It sounded like she was getting results. I prepped. 20 plates of hors d'oeuvres. Spanish, French, Italian, Chinese, Japanese, Indian, Turkish, and so on; even Australian. Having done that, it was about 2pm. People had started to arrive.

We retired; to a room in her house I hadn't as yet seen. It was an entertaining area. Bar along one side, couches, tall seats at the bar, grand piano. YUM. I am always magnetized to pianos. I started playing at 7 years old. Classical to 8th grade. Then I turned to Jazz. Having placed my beer on a silver coaster, I sat and played. A Bb blues, based initially on the Thelonious standard "Blue Monk". Then I explored; changing key to C and diving into "C Jam Blues". An awesome cadence. I grabbed my beer. Applause. The room had stopped. Oh well, I have that effect sometimes. I headed over to Sez. "Your talents never cease to amaze", as she puts her arm around my waist. People had kept arriving. She wasn't greeting them, which made it obvious, this was a regular event.

The drinks and conversation were flowing. I saw in the corner, two girls, passionately kissing. WOW. When their tops came off, the room changed. People started undressing and touching. I had done group before. But not 24 people, in one room. This was different, very exciting, and such a fucking turn on. Sez ripped off her skivvy, revealing a completely naked top section. Her nipples were already pointing, up to the heavens. "What are you waiting for?" She jibes. OK. I get my gear off.

- Get the party started -

It was amazing, how rapidly, the room changed. Humans are incredibly dynamic and sense based. The sounds started. Moans, groans, laughter. The smell changed. The stench of pussy was notable. The body odor was also noticeable. Another turn on. Everyone was completely naked by then. It felt liberating. There were so many different body images. Short, tall, skinny, fat, small tits, no tits, huge tits, tiny cocks, normal cocks... STOP. I looked everywhere. I couldn't see a huge cock. ... Bugger, maybe the Phalogenics guys was right. They are 1 in 100 after all.

Sez whispers in my ear "What are you waiting for? Go explore". She then kneels in front of the guy next to her and takes his dick, into her mouth. I feel a lightning bolt of jealousy. What is this? I'm standing in a room, full of naked horny people, up for anything; and I'm feeling jealous about a girl, I have only known for 24 hours????? I head outside, to think.

Fuck. Where are my smokes... back inside, in my trousers. I go back in, put my trousers on and go back outside. A young guy follows me. I light a smoke and reflect. "Whats your story" He asks. "Too long to tell you here" I answer. He is naked. Nicely built. Average cock. Still flaccid. "Why did you put your trousers back on?" I'm not in the mood. I'm thinking about leaving. FUCK. Why this jealousy? It had haunted me before. So I told him. He laughs. "This is your first time in a large group isn't it." "Yes". "You have to change your thinking. Think of yourself as an ant, in a nest. You are just one ant, in a large group. " I reflect on this. He is right. Behavioural change must be a factor, to enjoy this situation. So, I don the ant persona and go back inside, getting naked again.

- The jealous ant -

This time, I don't look for Sez. I look at the nearest ants. A guy and a girl fucking, in doggie. I'm about 70% up; which means, my cock is pointing straight out; at 5-6 inches and thick. "Oooohh. I'll take some of that". She grabs my cock and takes him into her mouth. OH YEAH. She sucks me like a Dyson. The guy is looking down, enjoying it. "Do you do DP?" He asks. He lays on his back and gets her on top of him. She has huge tits; probably FF or GG. He sticks his cock into her cunt and starts to fuck. He spreads her arse cheeks, with his hands and beckons to me. Ok. I know what to do. I spit on my hand and moisten my cock, which is steel hard. I penetrate her arse. I could feel his cock against mine. We start fucking her in unison; one in, one out, in rotary motion. She starts screaming, loudly. The room slows and watches. I see Sez. She sees me; looks at what I am doing and walks out.

What? I pull out. Girl protests. I ignore her. Guy keeps fucking. The room goes back to normal. I exit, looking for Sez. She's not in her bedroom. Not in the dungeon. I go back and get my phone and text her. Nothing. Of course, she wouldn't have her phone with her. FUCK. So I sit on her couch, near the kitchen and wait. .... Half an hour later, I'm thinking about leaving. To do that, I have to get dressed. I go back to the entertaining room. The lights had been turned down. People were in a frenzy; fucking and sucking everything; everywhere. I ignore it and find my clothes. I start to dress. A hand caresses my back. It is her. "Where are you going?" I hesitate. "Can we talk please?" We head to her bedroom.

I told her about my jealousy and that I thought, she had walked out and all that. What an idiot!!! She was going to the loo. She had been in the room the whole time. "Are you ok to do this?" She asked. "I honestly don't know". "Well, come back and stick with me. We will play together with the others, but keep near each other". I liked that idea. We go back in. We get another drink. Fuck this. I go to the piano and start playing Misty in Eb. This is the tune I always play, when I am emotional. It got me through my divorce. Sez stands next to me listening and drinking her champagne. "Get on the piano, Sarah" from the audience. She obeys, climbing up and getting on her hands and knees; with her arse pointing back, towards them; legs spread, drinking her champagne, eye balling me; as I played. Then the penny dropped. I had to feel like I was fucking all of them; at once! It was at that point, that I started to enjoy myself. All hesitation vanished. I found complete abandonment.

- note to reader - I am getting addicted to this story and to her (almost in love)..... which is stupid; because it is fiction ....... hope you are enjoying my sick brain!!!!!!

- Fuck the piano -

She is on the piano. One hand holding her champagne; the other, between her legs; working her clit. I'm playing Billy Joel's Piano Man and singing. She is coming. Her juices are dripping onto the piano. The ants; almost like they know, are staying away from us; leaving us be; but watching on. I finish the last chorus and stop. Sez is there, with her head almost touching mine; on her knees, playing with herself. "Fuck me up here. In front of everyone." I obey. I get my trousers off and climb up. Someone puts the music back on. The room gets back into it. But, I knew there were eyes on us. I take her pussy first and fuck her; really hard. In a moment, a guy climbs up. "Do you mind if I join?" He gets to the other end, and we spit roast Sez, on the top of the piano. People have stopped and are using their phones to record it. Sez starts coming. I pull out my cock and push it into her arse. He moves across and starts tonging her clit. I look at his cock. Hmmm. Glistening and hard. About 5 inches. I lean down. Hang on, I had to check. I give him the look. He gives me the look. I go down. Yummmmm. So hard and rubber like. I take all of him, right down to the balls. Then I take his balls as well. I suck them in like eggs and suck his whole thing. I feel him getting harder. In the meantime, my cock is going hard in Sez's hole. She is feeling me. Finding out what I am doing. She feels my cheek, then my mouth and finds his cock. She caresses my face; as I keep fucking him, with my mouth.

"I want you both now" That was from Sez. Which way" I ask her. "You in my cunt, In missionary. I want to kiss you. He can fuck me from behind." We both obey and get into position. Her body feels so tight and ready; I mount her and thrust my cock into her. I put both my hands around her head and move my mouth down, to kiss her. My favourate position. I feel his weight. He gets into position and penetrates. Sez sucks my tongue even harder. As he enters, I can feel him. He puts his hands on me. I like that. We start to fuck. I feel him. I feel me. We are both pumped. He is tight and muscly, as am I. Shit. I am bi. This is a classic. We fuck for a while, then he comes. "Sorry. It has been a while". I pull out of Sez. The moment is lost. But not for long. Another gets up. This time his cock is bigger - about the same as mine.

We get back into position. I ram mine into Sez's pussy. He starts to fuck her arse. Awesome! He is the perfect size. We start to double punch, her holes. Me in, as he comes out; then the opposite. In unison, like a perfectly timed machine. He speeds up and I follow. The ants are recording it again. Sez starts to squirt. We keep our machine running. I knew it was gonna take me a long time, to come (if at all); as I had already come 4 times, in just over 24 hours. He was much younger than I and I'm guessing, fitter. We go at it for 20 minutes. Then I pull out. I was sweating and out of breath.

When I focus back, on the room, there was a queue of 4 girls, at the piano; touching each other, waiting for their turn. Oh Fuck! I needed a break. "I'll be back" I say in "The VOICE" They all laugh and smile; in anticipation. I grabbed a wine and went outside for a smoke. There were 3 guys out smoking. I joined them. With everyone being totally naked, it adds to the body language. You see so much more about a person. I got it there and then; why nudists do, what they do. It almost felt natural. No dick was the same. No boobs were the same. No pussy was the same. No arse was the same. So much variety. So exciting! When everyone is highly sexed, liberated and in the mood to party, I could not think, of a more joyous scenario.

- Seduction -

Back in the room, the party is heating up. I sit at the bar and pour another wine. In the centre of the room, an orgy is progressing. The girls are not at the piano any more. They are being fucked and sucked, by guys and girls in the gang bang. Two of them are getting DP. The guys are attempting to do the machine. Not a bad effort, I'm thinking. They are too different in length and girth, for it to work properly; but I keep my mouth shut. I let them have their fun.

Another wine. I'm starting to feel a bit pissy, but happy and satiated. "Sez tells us you have already cum 4 times." I turn. Two girls are standing behind me, with glasses of champagne. They were both similar age, around mid forties. [Blonde] was about 5 4, with D cup boobs, hanging a bit. Her nipples pointing down. She was a little over weight, with large thighs, a tummy and a big arse. Her pussy was clean shaven and very inny. I couldn't see either her clit, or her labia. The other had blue, green and yellow dyed hair. Shoulder length, with long highlights, in orange and yellow. A very cute face, with bright, blue eyes. She was very [skinny]; almost anorexic. Her ribs were protruding. She had modest, B cup boobs, with long nipples. She had a nice arse and her pussy was clean shaven; looking like a teenager's.

"That would be right." I reply. Blonde states "So do you go more? Or do we have to drag it out of you?" I smile "I'm always up for more". They both nod. Skinny grasps my hand: Let's go down stairs". I get a bottle of wine, champagne and follow them. There are others, already down there. A guy is tied to the rack. Sez; dressed in her black Dom stuff, is whipping his stomach. There are red welts everywhere. Some are bleeding. He was moaning with each strike, with a look of pure pleasure. There were three others. Two guys had a girl, on the ground. One guy had the monster 4 inch dildo, in her pussy and was torturing her arse with his 9 inch cock. The other guy had an even bigger cock (Where were these two before? I hadn't noticed them - late comers, no doubt). He was throat fucking her, all the way. At each stroke, she was gagging, and dribbling spit. She vomited. He didn't stop. She didn't protest.

Not much room left. The couch was free. I went over, put the bottles on the side table and sat down. Blonde sat next to me and put her hand on my thigh. I put my arm around her and held her boob; playing with her nipple, which immediately stiffened. Skinny had gone over to the various chests, to find whatever she had in mind. Blonde moved her hand to my cock, which was flaccid. Her touch brought him back to life; albeit slowly. Her mouth went to my ear: "We want to make you cum again. What will it take?" I suspected this was their plan. "At least a butt plug, a cock ring and something special from you two" is my reply. She hops up to gather said inventory. I pour more wine, lean my head back and relax. The sounds in the room were interesting. The whip and subsequent moan. The gagging. The groans. Jazz music at moderate volume. The smell; the usual pussy and body odor.

"Lay back" from Blonde. I obey. She ties my hands behind my head. I'm laying on the couch, full length, with my legs wide open. Blonde applies a steel double cock ring over my dick, to the base and the second loop over my knackers. It is adjustable. She tightens it, until it hurts. "Ow". From me. She ignores me. She then reveals a large butt plug. "That's too big" I state. Again, she ignores me. Fuck! She spits on my arse and pushes the plug against me. No lube. "What about lube?" She ignores me. She pushes harder. It starts to go in. It hurts like fuck. I clench my jaw, close my eyes and try to be brave. My arse hole is singing. She is rotating the plug, which feels like acid, burning me. Then it goes past the no return point. It slides all the way in. The pain subsides, being replaced with gentle pressure. The rings were also feeling better. My cock had started to harden up.

Skinny approaches, carrying a bag. She removes the contents. A box with dials at the front and sockets at the back. She plugs it into the power and starts connecting cables. The cables have clamps, at the other end. She starts connecting them to me. Nipples first. Lips (mouth). Balls. Then the skin around the head of my cock and my clit. Then my inner thighs. Then under my arms. I felt like I had fallen into a cactus. They stung, but didn't hurt; if you know what I mean. Blonde is sitting on the edge of the couch with her champagne, enjoying the show. "Now. This is a super-charged TEMS machine. It has a power setting from 0 to 100. No-one, has ever gotten over 80. We will leave you, un-gagged. If you need it stopped, say STOP NOW. Understand?" "Yes", I reply. She turns the dial.

- The cliff - -

Oh my... FUCK!!!!! All the clamped points, started firing. "This is only 10" says Skinny. "It changes, as you go up". She turns it again. The points change, to a feeling; like someone is pulling at my skin. Not uncomfortable. Quite nice, actually. My cock stiffens. I feel my arse grasp the plug. They are both massaging various parts of my body. Skinny's nipples had increased in length, to well over half an inch. Blonde was fucking herself, with a long black dildo. It is turned up to 50. "OOooooooohhhhh". It is now more like an electric charge. The points are no longer individual. It was like a field had connected my whole body to itself. I writhed and arched my back. My cock had visibly stiffened. Skinny removes the clamps from my cock head and climbs aboard, in cowgirl. Her pussy is tight, yes, just like a teenager. She starts to ride me and grind. "We are going to 80. You ready?" Says Blonde. The rest of the room had stopped, to watch. I nod my head. We go to 80.

Fffffuuuuuccccckkkkkk!!!!!!!!!! Now it was like a combination of everything from earlier and three times more powerful. I could not lay still. My cock had lost the feeling of Skinny's pussy, like it was numb. I could see her fucking me, but my body had transcended to a different place. I couldn't feel the plug, or the clamps, or anything at all. At that point, I knew I was going to come again. But this was going to be like nothing I had ever before experienced. Blonde positions herself over my face and lowers her pussy and arse to me. I use my tongue on her. She drips juice all over my face and slides her girl up and down.

I couldn't see anything except Blonde's arse cheeks. My body was floating, in a different zone. It was like a drug. The alcohol effect had disappeared. The feeling was addictive. I could have stayed, in that place for days. The last time I felt anywhere near this, was in New York, earlier in the year. Then the world exploded. Shit!!!!!!! Blonde fell off me, onto the floor. The room had erupted, like a bomb had hit. My vision became clouded. I lost focus. It felt like I had fallen, into an acid tank; that had been thrown, over a cliff. Have you ever dreamed of flying? Can you remember, as a teenager, having wet dreams? The ones that make you wake up, all covered in Jizz and still horny? This continued, for I have no idea, how long. When the acid tank hit the ground, I passed out.

- Monday morning -

I woke, much later. I was in Sez's bed. She was next to me, sleeping. The curtain was open. The sun was rising. Shit, I had slept all night. I remembered the dungeon and what had happened; but nothing after that. I cuddled her and kissed the back of her neck. She moved, but stayed asleep. I hopped out of bed and went for a coffee and smoke. There were people asleep, everywhere. The noise of the kettle started waking them "I'll have one please", from a few people. "How's your cock feeling?" From Skinny, who was getting up, from a couch. I grasped my cock. WTF! It was burnt. So were my balls. In fact, every place where the clamps had connected, was burnt. "You got to 100. You came another two times. The second time, you were passed out. We used your body. It was fucking awesome". I felt a little violated. In fact, I felt angry. How dare they use me like that? But then, I reflected.... I allowed it. I didn't say the safe words. I looked around the room. I only saw friendly, lovely people.

We have our coffees and chat. Sez is up. "How are you feeling" Sez asks. "Not bad, considering" my reply. Skinny "Hey, can you do breaky for me, like you did for Sarah yesterday?" I ignore her. "Do you like my friends?" "Oh fuck, yes." I answer. "Would you like to come here again?" Oh fuck, yes" I reply a second time.

"You know, you have been accepted, as VIP life member; after last night". "Member of what?" "Our club. This isn't just a party. We do it every month. This is our club house. I spent a fortune setting it up." That gives me food for thought. "I am Chair. Jo is CFO" (She refers to Skinny). "And Anne is CEO". That was Blonde. So I had fucked the whole Senior Management team. Ha ha.... Not the first time!!!!!!!!

THE END - I MEAN IT THIS TIME - THANKS FOR READING


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