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G’s story
I tugged on the leash, S started forward very gingerly. As we moved out of the room I kept giving him guidance “left a bit”, “right a bit”, “turn with the pull”. In front of me Angie shuffled along behind Peter. Just a couple of metres down the hallway we arrived at the playroom. As we went in I looked around. A good sized bedroom originally, now with a collection of stuff that would look at home on a bondage movie set. A double bed by one wall, a bench long along another, a short bench and a soft looking box, a wooden Saint Andrew’s cross fixed to a wall, a separate large wooden frame around it, and ropes and chains hanging from the ceiling around the room. Peter tied Angie’s leash to a post, came to S, unlocked his cuffs, took his leash then pulled him across towards the long bench. I watched as Peter told him to turn and feel for the bench, then lay on it. I noticed there was a hole near the middle and soon found out what it was for!
S’s story
Shuffling along to G’s whispered instructions was unnerving, unfamiliar with the house I had no idea of the layout. After a while Peter took hold of my leash and guided me to what he called a bench. I was told to sit down, then swing my legs up and lie on my side. Peter gave me exact orders, to position my body in a particular place, then finally “Roll on to your front”. I did. The only odd thing was that my stiff cock was not underneath me, but handing down in some sort of hole. Peter then took each limb and secured my wrists and ankles to the frame.
G’s story
I watched Peter position S on the bench and cuff him into place. My man was quite docile, though his hard cock gave away the excitement living inside his mind. Peter then whispered some instructions to me, pointed at some interesting bits and pieces on a nearby shelf; smiled and said “give him some fun” and went across to go back to play with Angie.
I gathered up the stuff, got down on the floor and shuffled under the bench. There was enough space to half sit up and a bolster was there conveniently placed for my head.
First I took a black, rubbery tube - grabbed hold of S’s sack and slid it over until his balls were squeezed into a tight globe, distinctly separated from his cock. I squeezed them gently, enjoying the feeling, then much harder until I heard his muffled and pained cry.
My next job was to slide a condom onto his engorged cock, a little KY was a great help! When it was well on I had a little fun using my fingers to play around his cock head. The moans from above and twitching cock showed I had hit the spot full on.
My final task was another black rubber tube - with two side holders, each filled with a bullet vibrator to slide onto his shaft.
A final squeeze of his balls, then I talked to S “Enjoy my work darling” and turned the vibes on at full power.
S’s story
I lay still, after a while I felt hands around my balls, a lot of pulling until something that felt elastic was squeezing my balls into a tight, stretched hardness. Then fingers pressed in, gently at first, then hard - it hurt and I groaned as loudly as the gag would allow. The finger pressure lifted, then something cold was dribbling down the top of my shaft, fingers played around and I felt as if I was going to explode with pleasure. More fiddling, a presence on my cock head before the feeling of a rubber being unrolled along my shaft. More fingers playing around, gently stroking me through the thin latex. Next the feeling of something much heavier sliding over my helmet before being left covering the top of my shaft. G’s voice from below “Enjoy my work darling”
.
The vibrations started, it seemed as if the whole of my cock was being shaken, the pleasure was incredible, I could hear myself grunting and groaning as the intense waves travelled all through my body from that one spot. Time meant nothing, the only thing that mattered was the goal. It came, I felt the twitching as my orgasmic shudders wracked me, felt my hips trying to drive through the bench underneath me, felt the ropes holding me down tighten, felt the cum surge through my shaft, felt the puddle of cum inside its latex prison.
My breathing quietened, the vibrations stopped, then fingers gently pulled the thing away and the condom with my emissions followed. The viagra was still working, despite my cum my cock was still hanging down rock hard.
G’s story
I heard his moans, then watched his cock jerking as his cum filled the condom reservoir instead of pulsating onto my body. His pleasure had turned me on, I lay there for a few moments with one hand inside the crotch of my body, gently playing with my juices and tweaking my nipple with the other. Peter had told me to remove everything when S was finished, so I slid the rubber off, then held it up and watched it swing to and fro for a while with his white stuff acting like a pendulum weight.
Under the bench I couldn’t see Angie or Peter, though I was aware of some noises from them. When I got up Angie was lying on her back on the bed, her arms and legs splayed out, with tight ropes keeping her immobile. Peter had a large vibrator pressed hard into her vulva, she was shaking, twisting and moaning in pleasure. Suddenly she hit orgasm, her body arched up off the bed, then she rolled violently from side to side, the straps digging deeply into her wrists and ankles while a muffled “Ah, ah” came from behind her gag with each spasm.
Peter took the vibe away, turned to me and said “That’s her third one, but we’ve only just started - and S has a way to go as well - we still have work to do!.”
He whispered to me, I understood what I had to do and went over to the bench where S was still tied down, felt around underneath until I found the sheath holding the twin bullet vibrators, then fed the control unit up through the hole beside his cock, then with my other hand pushed under his tummy to pull the unit out onto the top surface. Then I shuffled underneath again and pushed the sheath back onto his cock, still rock hard from the viagra.
I stayed a moment watching drips of lube hanging down from his pee hole before shuffling out again and standing beside the bench picked up the controller, then turned it on to full power. S grunted through his gag and hood, his body flexed and jerked as the vibration pleasure hit his already sensitive glans.
I turned to see Peter kneeling, bent over Angie, licking her clit. She was close to orgasm, panting and twisting as his tongue carried her close to the edge. Suddenly she tensed, her head raised as she grunted behind her gag before collapsing back onto the bed.
Peter then found a couple of velcro straps, picked up the vibrator and strapped it to her thigh, leaving the head pressed tightly against her sex. He switched it on, clicked to maximum power and stood back, watching his wife squirming in pleasure. Suddenly there was a lot of noise from S, a succession of moans and grunts, his body shifting around, attempting to thrust down against the surface of the bench. I knelt down to look underneath him, just in time to see the cum of his second orgasm pulse out of his cock onto the floor.
I looked at Peter, signing whether I should turn it off. The answer was an emphatic shake of the head. He crooked his finger and beckoned me to him. We came close, he put his hands on my shoulders and whispered “Are you wet?”. I nodded, he dropped one hand down to my crotch and slid a finger inside my body. He grinned “Very wet!”.
S’s story
I lay quietly, my cock freed from its vibrating prison but still feeling hard to me. That blue pill must have been a big dose! From inside the hood I could hear another buzzing and some very muffled groans followed by Peter mumbling something. I wondered who was being pleasured. Then there was some fumbling under my bench, something being shoved up beside my cock, a hand pushing under my tummy pulling the object clear of me. Then two hands working, pushing and pulling around my cock before the vibrations started again, but this time I was already super sensitive.
My body jerked, I groaned through the gag. I’d had enough, but there was no way for me to escape. The stimulation was incessant, my cock a solid mass of sensitivity. I couldn’t hold back, my orgasm took over shaking and twisting my body against the restraints. I felt the ejectulate rush down my shaft, felt my cock seeming to have a life of its own, jumping around in the void. I needed to rest, enjoy post orgasm bliss, but the vibrations continued and just as persistent. It had been decades since the last time i had two fast cums, my balls ached, my cock felt like exploding, I needed it to stop even more now, my world bounded by the torture of those two little vibrators. On and on it went, my groans, my pleading for release all unheard and ignored. It seemed like hours before I knew I was going to cum again. The ache in my balls was intense, the relief from my spasming cock minimal, though my third orgasm still sent waves of pleasure through my head. But the vibrations still did not stop. I was groaning in pain, desperate for release from the torment. Three orgasms, first time ever and expecting a fourth painful, unwanted, inevitable. Then without warning it stopped, I relaxed, it was over.
G’s story
“I’ve got a treat for you”. Peter took his hand away, bent over to open a box and lifted something out. He turned back to me, in his hands was a black box with a curved top. A pink flap of plasticky stuff along the top and in the middle of this what looked like a dildo standing erect. “This is a Sybian, have you ever seen one before?”. I shook my head. “It’s a sort of super vibrator, very powerful and very effective. You sit astride the box, slip the dildo inside your wet cunt and let me use the controls for your pleasure”. He put the box down in front of me and started to untangle the control wires.
Well I was pretty randy at this stage, so I stripped off the long gloves and the black body with its sopping wet gusset and lowered myself onto the device, carefully positioning myself for the dildo to slide inside me. Peter took off his t-shirt and hood then turned it on, the box hummed and the gentle vibrations coursed through my pelvic region. I looked up at him, “That’s very nice”. Then he turned the power up high. Oh my god, it was incredible. I could hardly take the pleasure, I was gasping, unable to hold myself up, almost collapsing forward. I orgasmed within seconds, lurching around, gasping and moaning with the intense pleasure filling my head.
As I came down from my high Peter reduced the power and I half turned to him, grasped his stiff cock and pulled it into my mouth as deep as it could go. I wanked him furiously, wanting his cum in my throat.
He didn’t last very long before his hips pumped his shaft deep inside my mouth and his seed erupted into my throat. Still with a mouthful of cock and cum he turned the machine up to full power again, my second orgasm was as strong as the first. He reduced the level and I sat there panting as the surges of pleasure ebbed away, his softening cock in my hand.
But that wasn’t the end. The vibrations increased again, the machine sounding like a swarm of wasps, I came again, then collapsed to one side onto the floor - utterly spent.
Through my exhaustion I could hear muffled cries from Angie and S, both sounded a bit distressed, perhaps like me exhausted. Peter went to Angie, turned off her vibrator then went to S and stopped the buzzing bullets. Other than my panting and soft moans from the two subs it was quiet. Peter moved around and released the bonds that tied them down, we took the leashes and I guided S back to our bedroom. We collapsed onto the bed and slept immediately.
Of course this is not the end of our story!
G’s story
I tugged on the leash, S started forward very gingerly. As we moved out of the room I kept giving him guidance “left a bit”, “right a bit”, “turn with the pull”. In front of me Angie shuffled along behind Peter. Just a couple of metres down the hallway we arrived at the playroom. As we went in I looked around. A good sized bedroom originally, now with a collection of stuff that would look at home on a bondage movie set. A double bed by one wall, a bench long along another, a short bench and a soft looking box, a wooden Saint Andrew’s cross fixed to a wall, a separate large wooden frame around it, and ropes and chains hanging from the ceiling around the room. Peter tied Angie’s leash to a post, came to S, unlocked his cuffs, took his leash then pulled him across towards the long bench. I watched as Peter told him to turn and feel for the bench, then lay on it. I noticed there was a hole near the middle and soon found out what it was for!
S’s story
Shuffling along to G’s whispered instructions was unnerving, unfamiliar with the house I had no idea of the layout. After a while Peter took hold of my leash and guided me to what he called a bench. I was told to sit down, then swing my legs up and lie on my side. Peter gave me exact orders, to position my body in a particular place, then finally “Roll on to your front”. I did. The only odd thing was that my stiff cock was not underneath me, but handing down in some sort of hole. Peter then took each limb and secured my wrists and ankles to the frame.
G’s story
I watched Peter position S on the bench and cuff him into place. My man was quite docile, though his hard cock gave away the excitement living inside his mind. Peter then whispered some instructions to me, pointed at some interesting bits and pieces on a nearby shelf; smiled and said “give him some fun” and went across to go back to play with Angie.
I gathered up the stuff, got down on the floor and shuffled under the bench. There was enough space to half sit up and a bolster was there conveniently placed for my head.
First I took a black, rubbery tube - grabbed hold of S’s sack and slid it over until his balls were squeezed into a tight globe, distinctly separated from his cock. I squeezed them gently, enjoying the feeling, then much harder until I heard his muffled and pained cry.
My next job was to slide a condom onto his engorged cock, a little KY was a great help! When it was well on I had a little fun using my fingers to play around his cock head. The moans from above and twitching cock showed I had hit the spot full on.
My final task was another black rubber tube - with two side holders, each filled with a bullet vibrator to slide onto his shaft.
A final squeeze of his balls, then I talked to S “Enjoy my work darling” and turned the vibes on at full power.
S’s story
I lay still, after a while I felt hands around my balls, a lot of pulling until something that felt elastic was squeezing my balls into a tight, stretched hardness. Then fingers pressed in, gently at first, then hard - it hurt and I groaned as loudly as the gag would allow. The finger pressure lifted, then something cold was dribbling down the top of my shaft, fingers played around and I felt as if I was going to explode with pleasure. More fiddling, a presence on my cock head before the feeling of a rubber being unrolled along my shaft. More fingers playing around, gently stroking me through the thin latex. Next the feeling of something much heavier sliding over my helmet before being left covering the top of my shaft. G’s voice from below “Enjoy my work darling”
.
The vibrations started, it seemed as if the whole of my cock was being shaken, the pleasure was incredible, I could hear myself grunting and groaning as the intense waves travelled all through my body from that one spot. Time meant nothing, the only thing that mattered was the goal. It came, I felt the twitching as my orgasmic shudders wracked me, felt my hips trying to drive through the bench underneath me, felt the ropes holding me down tighten, felt the cum surge through my shaft, felt the puddle of cum inside its latex prison.
My breathing quietened, the vibrations stopped, then fingers gently pulled the thing away and the condom with my emissions followed. The viagra was still working, despite my cum my cock was still hanging down rock hard.
G’s story
I heard his moans, then watched his cock jerking as his cum filled the condom reservoir instead of pulsating onto my body. His pleasure had turned me on, I lay there for a few moments with one hand inside the crotch of my body, gently playing with my juices and tweaking my nipple with the other. Peter had told me to remove everything when S was finished, so I slid the rubber off, then held it up and watched it swing to and fro for a while with his white stuff acting like a pendulum weight.
Under the bench I couldn’t see Angie or Peter, though I was aware of some noises from them. When I got up Angie was lying on her back on the bed, her arms and legs splayed out, with tight ropes keeping her immobile. Peter had a large vibrator pressed hard into her vulva, she was shaking, twisting and moaning in pleasure. Suddenly she hit orgasm, her body arched up off the bed, then she rolled violently from side to side, the straps digging deeply into her wrists and ankles while a muffled “Ah, ah” came from behind her gag with each spasm.
Peter took the vibe away, turned to me and said “That’s her third one, but we’ve only just started - and S has a way to go as well - we still have work to do!.”
He whispered to me, I understood what I had to do and went over to the bench where S was still tied down, felt around underneath until I found the sheath holding the twin bullet vibrators, then fed the control unit up through the hole beside his cock, then with my other hand pushed under his tummy to pull the unit out onto the top surface. Then I shuffled underneath again and pushed the sheath back onto his cock, still rock hard from the viagra.
I stayed a moment watching drips of lube hanging down from his pee hole before shuffling out again and standing beside the bench picked up the controller, then turned it on to full power. S grunted through his gag and hood, his body flexed and jerked as the vibration pleasure hit his already sensitive glans.
I turned to see Peter kneeling, bent over Angie, licking her clit. She was close to orgasm, panting and twisting as his tongue carried her close to the edge. Suddenly she tensed, her head raised as she grunted behind her gag before collapsing back onto the bed.
Peter then found a couple of velcro straps, picked up the vibrator and strapped it to her thigh, leaving the head pressed tightly against her sex. He switched it on, clicked to maximum power and stood back, watching his wife squirming in pleasure. Suddenly there was a lot of noise from S, a succession of moans and grunts, his body shifting around, attempting to thrust down against the surface of the bench. I knelt down to look underneath him, just in time to see the cum of his second orgasm pulse out of his cock onto the floor.
I looked at Peter, signing whether I should turn it off. The answer was an emphatic shake of the head. He crooked his finger and beckoned me to him. We came close, he put his hands on my shoulders and whispered “Are you wet?”. I nodded, he dropped one hand down to my crotch and slid a finger inside my body. He grinned “Very wet!”.
S’s story
I lay quietly, my cock freed from its vibrating prison but still feeling hard to me. That blue pill must have been a big dose! From inside the hood I could hear another buzzing and some very muffled groans followed by Peter mumbling something. I wondered who was being pleasured. Then there was some fumbling under my bench, something being shoved up beside my cock, a hand pushing under my tummy pulling the object clear of me. Then two hands working, pushing and pulling around my cock before the vibrations started again, but this time I was already super sensitive.
My body jerked, I groaned through the gag. I’d had enough, but there was no way for me to escape. The stimulation was incessant, my cock a solid mass of sensitivity. I couldn’t hold back, my orgasm took over shaking and twisting my body against the restraints. I felt the ejectulate rush down my shaft, felt my cock seeming to have a life of its own, jumping around in the void. I needed to rest, enjoy post orgasm bliss, but the vibrations continued and just as persistent. It had been decades since the last time i had two fast cums, my balls ached, my cock felt like exploding, I needed it to stop even more now, my world bounded by the torture of those two little vibrators. On and on it went, my groans, my pleading for release all unheard and ignored. It seemed like hours before I knew I was going to cum again. The ache in my balls was intense, the relief from my spasming cock minimal, though my third orgasm still sent waves of pleasure through my head. But the vibrations still did not stop. I was groaning in pain, desperate for release from the torment. Three orgasms, first time ever and expecting a fourth painful, unwanted, inevitable. Then without warning it stopped, I relaxed, it was over.
G’s story
“I’ve got a treat for you”. Peter took his hand away, bent over to open a box and lifted something out. He turned back to me, in his hands was a black box with a curved top. A pink flap of plasticky stuff along the top and in the middle of this what looked like a dildo standing erect. “This is a Sybian, have you ever seen one before?”. I shook my head. “It’s a sort of super vibrator, very powerful and very effective. You sit astride the box, slip the dildo inside your wet cunt and let me use the controls for your pleasure”. He put the box down in front of me and started to untangle the control wires.
Well I was pretty randy at this stage, so I stripped off the long gloves and the black body with its sopping wet gusset and lowered myself onto the device, carefully positioning myself for the dildo to slide inside me. Peter took off his t-shirt and hood then turned it on, the box hummed and the gentle vibrations coursed through my pelvic region. I looked up at him, “That’s very nice”. Then he turned the power up high. Oh my god, it was incredible. I could hardly take the pleasure, I was gasping, unable to hold myself up, almost collapsing forward. I orgasmed within seconds, lurching around, gasping and moaning with the intense pleasure filling my head.
As I came down from my high Peter reduced the power and I half turned to him, grasped his stiff cock and pulled it into my mouth as deep as it could go. I wanked him furiously, wanting his cum in my throat.
He didn’t last very long before his hips pumped his shaft deep inside my mouth and his seed erupted into my throat. Still with a mouthful of cock and cum he turned the machine up to full power again, my second orgasm was as strong as the first. He reduced the level and I sat there panting as the surges of pleasure ebbed away, his softening cock in my hand.
But that wasn’t the end. The vibrations increased again, the machine sounding like a swarm of wasps, I came again, then collapsed to one side onto the floor - utterly spent.
Through my exhaustion I could hear muffled cries from Angie and S, both sounded a bit distressed, perhaps like me exhausted. Peter went to Angie, turned off her vibrator then went to S and stopped the buzzing bullets. Other than my panting and soft moans from the two subs it was quiet. Peter moved around and released the bonds that tied them down, we took the leashes and I guided S back to our bedroom. We collapsed onto the bed and slept immediately.
Of course this is not the end of our story!
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