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I woke in the morning with my head sticking to the table because of the fluids spilt there the night before. I ached all over in different ways: My jaw felt stretched; my body was bruised; my back and ass checks stung; my asshole twinging and my cock was throbbing and drained. I lifted myself to get up, but was immediately pulled back down, still bound to the table by cuffs on my wrists and ankles. I settled back onto the table with my ass presenting to the empty room. ‘Was there anyone else in the house?’ My head pressed back against the sticky table and I closed my eyes to try and recall what had happened the night before.
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I had taken the opportunity of an empty house to paint the spare room, which had needed done since we moved in several years ago. Mel, my wife, was out with her friends, a circle that she formed when she was at college and they are just as close now as they were back then. When they went out they always drank, and when they drank they really went for it.
I was expecting her to be late home, so whilst painting I had a few beers and ordered take-out. I finished eating around seven, cracked open a few more beers and chilled out after my hard day’s work.
‘BING’
I reached over and checked my phone, I knew it was too much to ask for a day of peace from it. It was a message from Mel.
‘Coming home. Hope you are up for some fun tonight!’
That was definitely an upside to whenever Mel was out drinking, it made her completely sex mad. Probably a result of the mixture alcohol and female gossip about their own sex lives.
I cleared up my beer cans and food containers and went upstairs to shower the paint off my body. After I was clean I dried as quickly as I could as I knew that Mel wouldn’t be long. I threw on the tightest pair of boxer-briefs that I owned, tight enough to emphasise my package but not so tight that it cut off the blood flow to my legs.
I ran downstairs and popped the cork on a bottle of champagne that we had left over from a Christmas or birthday party and dropped it into an ice bucket. Mel loved champagne and I hoped that having this ready for her would be just the romantic push over her horny drunken edge that she needed, little did I know she had other plans. I stood by the ice bucket in preparation for the return of my wife.
The door thundered open and I felt the gaze of six pairs of eyes staring me down. I didn’t know what to do. I couldn’t hide because I was in the middle of the room, there was nowhere to go, nothing to cover myself with. ‘Say something! Anything!’ I thought to myself.
“Champagne, Ladies?” I panicked.
The women charged in laughing and shouting. They walked straight past me and all sat on the sofas in the living room. I didn’t know what to make of the lack of reaction.
“Six glasses of your finest, waiter!” Mel shouted over the rabble produced by her friends.
I smiled, my last minute plan had worked and I was pretty sure that they were buying it. “Yes, ma’am.”
I gathered the glasses, poured the bubbly and distributed it amongst Mel and her friends. Once the already quite drunk group had their drinks in hand Mel motioned for me to stand by her side. I stood by her with my arms behind my back, trying my best to push my package out without looking like I was trying to do that. The women continued to speak and laugh for a further half hour before the talk turned to me.
“You’ve got him well trained, don’t you?” Beth said, tilting her head in my direction. Beth was tall, easily six feet and very skinny with olive skin. She dressed like an entry level Goth with skin-tight jeans, Doc Martins and baggy sleeveless band logo tops which you could see her bra through the arm holes. Tonight she had on a Nirvana top and plenty of purple eye make-up. The usual black bra to cover her small and perky tits, I know she has them pierced but unfortunately have never seen them.
“Yes I suppose that I do.” Mel responded as she turned her head to me, “I wonder what else he will do for us?” The women jeered in appreciation and I smiled in return unknowing of what was to happen me. “The girls and I went shopping when we were out, after we’d all had a chat about you,” there was a few giggles before she continued, “Have you ever heard of a cruelty party?”
Mel was staring straight into my eyes with an almost manic smile on her face. I wasn’t sure how to respond, or if she was being serious.
“Well, have you?”
“Yes.” I responded warily.
“Yes… what?” Mel snapped back at me.
She was serious. ‘In for a penny… in for a pound’ I thought to myself, “Yes ma’am.”
“That’s better, but I think I prefer mistress. So remember that from now on.”
I nodded
“As I was saying, me and the girls have been shopping,” she motioned to the bag by Lana’s feet. I cast my gaze to Lana. She was around five-six with dyed red hair. She kept a really good figure and had a pretty face. She always wore flowery tops or dresses and today was no different. That day she wore a tight fitting top that showed off her D cups quite nicely. Lana lifted the bag and passed it to Mel, who then began to rummage around in it.
The first thing that she pulled out was a stainless steel chastity cage, I’d never seen one for real before and I wasn’t sure if I was excited or scared. I tried to stop my eyes from widening to maintain my cool. Mel reached for my crotch and pulled the front of my boxer-briefs down revealing my penis to the women around the table. It’s about three inches when soft and eight when hard. I did my best to keep it soft, to maintain some dignity before this cruelty party kicked off.
The women cheered as Mel fitted the chastity cage around my balls and shaft, making sure that I couldn’t get to my cock if I tried. When she was finished she pulled my shorts back up to cover me.
“Now fetch us some more drinks!” Mel ordered.
“Yes, mistresses.”
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The women continued as if I wasn’t there and I acted like I wasn’t there either, aiming to continue this charade and impress my wife. I only moved when asked for more drinks, but even then I didn’t speak. As there was more alcohol consumed the women inevitably became more rowdy, starting with some pretty harmless tickling and pinching as I walked by but that soon became not enough to satisfy them.
Mel reached into the bag for a second time and revealed a set of four leather cuffs each with a buckle fastener to adjust how tight they were and a metal ring to attach them to each other or to something individually to spread the limbs of the wearer.
“Get on the table!” Mel ordered, “On all fours!”
I nodded and did as I was told, pretty sure of what was going to happen next. Once atop the coffee table Mel threw the four cuffs to her friends. One to Lana who was sat to my left by my arm, she immediately attached the cuff round my left wrist and the other end to the table leg. Cuff number two went to Julie, a very hot young single mum who was taking full advantage of the rare night out to drink copious amounts of alcohol and have a great time. She had a stunning body that totally ignored the fact that she had been through pregnancy. She was sat opposite Lana, so attached my right wrist to the coffee table.
Cuff number three was caught by Danni, the sexiest quantity surveyor I’ve ever met! She always wore tight fitting dresses that flattered her figure to the extent that I’m sure any male client of hers would agree to any cost that she supplied them with. She had jet black hair, often tied back, and wore red spectacles to complete the sexy office ensemble. She was sat to the right of Lana so she was the one to attach my left ankle to the coffee table.
The last cuff went to Kat. Positively the most cock hungry woman I have ever met. She prides herself on how many men she has been with, and why shouldn’t she it is damn impressive. She’s got a tight body, from all the running that she does, and a nice handful to grab onto at both ends. She was sat to the left of Julie so was the one to attach my right ankle to the coffee table.
Now that I was fully secured I wasn’t quite sure what was going to befall me. I looked up to see Beth sat in front of me, smirking.
“I am going to remove these now,” Mel’s voice came from behind. I heard some rustling and felt a cold blade against my thigh. The unexpected cold from the scissors caught my breath but I held my tongue. Mel began to snip at my shorts, revealing me once again to the room of women.
“Well ladies, my friends, have fun.” Mel had opened the floodgates to a night of pain and pleasure but who would be the first to take advantage of me, their helpless slave for the evening.
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Beth straight in front of me was first. She raised a leg and pushed her foot to my lips. I could smell the sweetness of her soap on her skin as I inhaled. I love feet but I wondered if Mel had told them that. I opened my mouth to accept her toes, I pushed my tongue out towards her and met her first toe. I began to lick her toes all over, pushing myself between her neatly painted digits. She slowly pushed her foot further forward allowing me to now suck on her sweet toes. One by one I devoured her toes enjoying every second. I looked up to see her head thrown back with a smile on her face, so she was loving it just as much as I was. Again she pushed further, pushing more of her foot inside my mouth. I closed my eyes and fell into moment, forgetting everyone else around me. That was until I heard the snap of rubber.
I couldn’t turn round to see what had caused the snap because of the foot that I was sucking so I had to rely on other sounds. There was another snap of rubber followed by a squirting noise. It was soon revealed to me when a cold latex covered finger made contact with my asshole. My eyes shot open but I continued to suck Beth’s foot. Mel began to push her finger slowly inside me, working her way slowly further towards my prostate. She pulled out and began to enter me again, this time with two fingers. Going much faster this time she reached my prostate and began to rub. An almost immediate erection filled my chastity cage in seconds. My cock pressing against the stainless steel causing me a fixture of pleasure and pain. My moans of pleasure, muffled by Beth’s foot, which was now being pushed and pulled from my lips with force almost causing me to choke when she pushed too far.
“I think he likes it, don’t you ladies?” Mel announced
The group agreed.
Her attention then turned to me, “Are you enjoying this, darling?”
Beth’s foot was quickly taken from my mouth, I gathered my breath, “Yes, mistress.” I replied.
“Good, because it’s about to get better!”
Beth’s left foot took the others place in my mouth, but this time she had skipped straight to fully inserting it, forcing me to take her all the way, stretching my mouth. More muffled moans of pleasure prompted the others to get involved. But I wasn’t to know who was doing what as a blindfold was soon placed over my face, which just added to my excitement.
I was being totally used by my wife and her friends and totally loving it.
I heard some more rustling and movement, unsure of what was happening around me I continued sucking on Beth’s foot whilst my wife pleasured me from behind. I felt some hands on my chest, I couldn’t say how many, they began to pinch my nipples, causing them to harden before attaching a pair of weighted nipple clamps. They gripped and pulled on my nipples which just threw me into further pleasure. Beth removed herself from my mouth which disappointed me, but intrigued me as to what was coming next.
There was a few moments science that was broken by a CRACK. A whip, but this whip that had lashed across my back had several tails and knots which sent a shock through my body, forcing me to tighten myself around my wife’s fingers. The sting rang through my back and into my muscles. Again I was struck with the whip, less of a shock this time but it still stung as it cracked. I was hit countless more times by the whip which must have been leaving quite large marks on my back. This continued for some time, a constant stream of pleasure from my wife, and pain from her friends. I was in ecstasy.
-
The whipping stopped and Mel slowly removed herself from me.
“We’re going to give you a break now, whilst I get something ready for you. Would you like something to drink?” Mel offered
I was parched, I had no idea how long this had going on for, “Yes, mistress.” I heard some shifting around which sounded like everyone was moving position. I felt something press to my lips, but it wasn’t a glass or bottle, it was soft. I opened my mouth and a woman’s foot took its place between my lips, a glugging sound was followed by a flow of liquid down her leg across her foot and into my mouth. I drank what I could but plenty of it spilled down the sides of my face and rolled down my body to my chest, dripping off and settling on the table.
I felt somebody, maybe two people, slither underneath me. A sharp pain caught me in the chest, a set of teeth sank their way into my flesh. Just deep enough to cause me to catch my breath but still fill me with pleasure. The other woman beneath me had begun to poke her tongue through the gaps in my chastity cage, licking my imprisoned cock. It was throbbing, begging for attention so I relished every moment, every touch.
I felt liquid being poured into my back, no doubt more alcohol, and in turn it was licked off my back as the two women below continued licking and biting my front. I loved being bitten, especially when it was hard enough to leave marks on my body. Next I felt the warmth of somebody right in front of my face. I had no idea who it was but my tongue was pulled from my mouth and whoever was in front of me began to push herself backwards. My tongue made contact with her asshole and I began to lick her immediately, circling my tongue around her tight hole until it had loosened up a bit and allowed me to thrust my tongue further inside her. I heard moans of pleasure from her as she rolled her hips pushing me further inside her ass.
It was then I felt a hard wet object at my rear. I couldn’t turn to see, and even if I could I was still blindfolded making it a redundant thought. It was pushed through my already worked asshole and made its way deep inside me. I thought that up until this point it was just a dildo, but it just kept going for what felt like nine or ten inches and then I felt the warmth of a woman’s legs. It was a strap-on. She removed it from my ass to begin the second thrust, as she did so her hands grabbed my hips to get a grip and force the strap-on further inside me. I was being pegged by someone, I assumed it was Mel, but I had no way of knowing who it was for sure. I felt myself being stretched and I fucking loved it. I never thought that being used by a group of drunk women and being fucked by one of them could be so much fun. I was harder than I had ever been, yet I could do nothing about it.
I felt something deep down, something I’d never felt before, something amazing. I felt it building inside me I began to moan into the asshole that I was licking. An orgasm was building inside me, I felt it coming and becoming stronger. The thrusting from behind mixed with the pleasure and pain I was receiving from below finally pushed me over the edge. I came. It was the biggest and longest orgasm that I’d ever had. I shot my cum through the gaps in my chastity cage and all over whoever was still licking me. The wave of pleasure totally overcame me and I could barely hold myself up. My cock kept spurting more cum with every thrust of the strap-on. The women screamed and cheered and laughed. I felt incredible.
The strap-on was slowly pulled from inside me, causing my asshole to re adjust to its normal size. I felt an emptiness inside me. The blindfold was ripped from my face and eyes were flooded with light. As my eyes readjusted to the light level a blurry image became six stunning women who were totally naked, apart from Danni who was wearing a black belt-like garment sporting a large purple dildo attachment and Julie who wore my cum drizzled all over her body. Mel came down to my level and asked.
“Was that good for you, Baby?”
Too exhausted to talk I nodded my head.
“Good! Because we are all away upstairs to have some fun of our own, on our bed. But you are going to stay here, and listen.”
The cum dripping cage was removed from my cock allowing it to fall free from restraint but the cuffs remained. I turned as far as I could to watch the gang of naked women walk upstairs to pleasure each other. I took the weight off my arms and legs and lay on the table in the only way I could whilst still being attached to the coffee table. My bruised and naked torso settled against the sticky table, it was disgusting but there was nothing I could do about it. I lay there as still and quietly as I could so as to hear as much of the activity going on upstairs as possible. But I was so exhausted that I drifted off to sleep to the sound of women pleasuring each other not long after they started.
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So that is how I ended up attached to the table aching all over and exhausted, and I hoped and prayed that it would happen again.
-
I had taken the opportunity of an empty house to paint the spare room, which had needed done since we moved in several years ago. Mel, my wife, was out with her friends, a circle that she formed when she was at college and they are just as close now as they were back then. When they went out they always drank, and when they drank they really went for it.
I was expecting her to be late home, so whilst painting I had a few beers and ordered take-out. I finished eating around seven, cracked open a few more beers and chilled out after my hard day’s work.
‘BING’
I reached over and checked my phone, I knew it was too much to ask for a day of peace from it. It was a message from Mel.
‘Coming home. Hope you are up for some fun tonight!’
That was definitely an upside to whenever Mel was out drinking, it made her completely sex mad. Probably a result of the mixture alcohol and female gossip about their own sex lives.
I cleared up my beer cans and food containers and went upstairs to shower the paint off my body. After I was clean I dried as quickly as I could as I knew that Mel wouldn’t be long. I threw on the tightest pair of boxer-briefs that I owned, tight enough to emphasise my package but not so tight that it cut off the blood flow to my legs.
I ran downstairs and popped the cork on a bottle of champagne that we had left over from a Christmas or birthday party and dropped it into an ice bucket. Mel loved champagne and I hoped that having this ready for her would be just the romantic push over her horny drunken edge that she needed, little did I know she had other plans. I stood by the ice bucket in preparation for the return of my wife.
The door thundered open and I felt the gaze of six pairs of eyes staring me down. I didn’t know what to do. I couldn’t hide because I was in the middle of the room, there was nowhere to go, nothing to cover myself with. ‘Say something! Anything!’ I thought to myself.
“Champagne, Ladies?” I panicked.
The women charged in laughing and shouting. They walked straight past me and all sat on the sofas in the living room. I didn’t know what to make of the lack of reaction.
“Six glasses of your finest, waiter!” Mel shouted over the rabble produced by her friends.
I smiled, my last minute plan had worked and I was pretty sure that they were buying it. “Yes, ma’am.”
I gathered the glasses, poured the bubbly and distributed it amongst Mel and her friends. Once the already quite drunk group had their drinks in hand Mel motioned for me to stand by her side. I stood by her with my arms behind my back, trying my best to push my package out without looking like I was trying to do that. The women continued to speak and laugh for a further half hour before the talk turned to me.
“You’ve got him well trained, don’t you?” Beth said, tilting her head in my direction. Beth was tall, easily six feet and very skinny with olive skin. She dressed like an entry level Goth with skin-tight jeans, Doc Martins and baggy sleeveless band logo tops which you could see her bra through the arm holes. Tonight she had on a Nirvana top and plenty of purple eye make-up. The usual black bra to cover her small and perky tits, I know she has them pierced but unfortunately have never seen them.
“Yes I suppose that I do.” Mel responded as she turned her head to me, “I wonder what else he will do for us?” The women jeered in appreciation and I smiled in return unknowing of what was to happen me. “The girls and I went shopping when we were out, after we’d all had a chat about you,” there was a few giggles before she continued, “Have you ever heard of a cruelty party?”
Mel was staring straight into my eyes with an almost manic smile on her face. I wasn’t sure how to respond, or if she was being serious.
“Well, have you?”
“Yes.” I responded warily.
“Yes… what?” Mel snapped back at me.
She was serious. ‘In for a penny… in for a pound’ I thought to myself, “Yes ma’am.”
“That’s better, but I think I prefer mistress. So remember that from now on.”
I nodded
“As I was saying, me and the girls have been shopping,” she motioned to the bag by Lana’s feet. I cast my gaze to Lana. She was around five-six with dyed red hair. She kept a really good figure and had a pretty face. She always wore flowery tops or dresses and today was no different. That day she wore a tight fitting top that showed off her D cups quite nicely. Lana lifted the bag and passed it to Mel, who then began to rummage around in it.
The first thing that she pulled out was a stainless steel chastity cage, I’d never seen one for real before and I wasn’t sure if I was excited or scared. I tried to stop my eyes from widening to maintain my cool. Mel reached for my crotch and pulled the front of my boxer-briefs down revealing my penis to the women around the table. It’s about three inches when soft and eight when hard. I did my best to keep it soft, to maintain some dignity before this cruelty party kicked off.
The women cheered as Mel fitted the chastity cage around my balls and shaft, making sure that I couldn’t get to my cock if I tried. When she was finished she pulled my shorts back up to cover me.
“Now fetch us some more drinks!” Mel ordered.
“Yes, mistresses.”
-
The women continued as if I wasn’t there and I acted like I wasn’t there either, aiming to continue this charade and impress my wife. I only moved when asked for more drinks, but even then I didn’t speak. As there was more alcohol consumed the women inevitably became more rowdy, starting with some pretty harmless tickling and pinching as I walked by but that soon became not enough to satisfy them.
Mel reached into the bag for a second time and revealed a set of four leather cuffs each with a buckle fastener to adjust how tight they were and a metal ring to attach them to each other or to something individually to spread the limbs of the wearer.
“Get on the table!” Mel ordered, “On all fours!”
I nodded and did as I was told, pretty sure of what was going to happen next. Once atop the coffee table Mel threw the four cuffs to her friends. One to Lana who was sat to my left by my arm, she immediately attached the cuff round my left wrist and the other end to the table leg. Cuff number two went to Julie, a very hot young single mum who was taking full advantage of the rare night out to drink copious amounts of alcohol and have a great time. She had a stunning body that totally ignored the fact that she had been through pregnancy. She was sat opposite Lana, so attached my right wrist to the coffee table.
Cuff number three was caught by Danni, the sexiest quantity surveyor I’ve ever met! She always wore tight fitting dresses that flattered her figure to the extent that I’m sure any male client of hers would agree to any cost that she supplied them with. She had jet black hair, often tied back, and wore red spectacles to complete the sexy office ensemble. She was sat to the right of Lana so she was the one to attach my left ankle to the coffee table.
The last cuff went to Kat. Positively the most cock hungry woman I have ever met. She prides herself on how many men she has been with, and why shouldn’t she it is damn impressive. She’s got a tight body, from all the running that she does, and a nice handful to grab onto at both ends. She was sat to the left of Julie so was the one to attach my right ankle to the coffee table.
Now that I was fully secured I wasn’t quite sure what was going to befall me. I looked up to see Beth sat in front of me, smirking.
“I am going to remove these now,” Mel’s voice came from behind. I heard some rustling and felt a cold blade against my thigh. The unexpected cold from the scissors caught my breath but I held my tongue. Mel began to snip at my shorts, revealing me once again to the room of women.
“Well ladies, my friends, have fun.” Mel had opened the floodgates to a night of pain and pleasure but who would be the first to take advantage of me, their helpless slave for the evening.
-
Beth straight in front of me was first. She raised a leg and pushed her foot to my lips. I could smell the sweetness of her soap on her skin as I inhaled. I love feet but I wondered if Mel had told them that. I opened my mouth to accept her toes, I pushed my tongue out towards her and met her first toe. I began to lick her toes all over, pushing myself between her neatly painted digits. She slowly pushed her foot further forward allowing me to now suck on her sweet toes. One by one I devoured her toes enjoying every second. I looked up to see her head thrown back with a smile on her face, so she was loving it just as much as I was. Again she pushed further, pushing more of her foot inside my mouth. I closed my eyes and fell into moment, forgetting everyone else around me. That was until I heard the snap of rubber.
I couldn’t turn round to see what had caused the snap because of the foot that I was sucking so I had to rely on other sounds. There was another snap of rubber followed by a squirting noise. It was soon revealed to me when a cold latex covered finger made contact with my asshole. My eyes shot open but I continued to suck Beth’s foot. Mel began to push her finger slowly inside me, working her way slowly further towards my prostate. She pulled out and began to enter me again, this time with two fingers. Going much faster this time she reached my prostate and began to rub. An almost immediate erection filled my chastity cage in seconds. My cock pressing against the stainless steel causing me a fixture of pleasure and pain. My moans of pleasure, muffled by Beth’s foot, which was now being pushed and pulled from my lips with force almost causing me to choke when she pushed too far.
“I think he likes it, don’t you ladies?” Mel announced
The group agreed.
Her attention then turned to me, “Are you enjoying this, darling?”
Beth’s foot was quickly taken from my mouth, I gathered my breath, “Yes, mistress.” I replied.
“Good, because it’s about to get better!”
Beth’s left foot took the others place in my mouth, but this time she had skipped straight to fully inserting it, forcing me to take her all the way, stretching my mouth. More muffled moans of pleasure prompted the others to get involved. But I wasn’t to know who was doing what as a blindfold was soon placed over my face, which just added to my excitement.
I was being totally used by my wife and her friends and totally loving it.
I heard some more rustling and movement, unsure of what was happening around me I continued sucking on Beth’s foot whilst my wife pleasured me from behind. I felt some hands on my chest, I couldn’t say how many, they began to pinch my nipples, causing them to harden before attaching a pair of weighted nipple clamps. They gripped and pulled on my nipples which just threw me into further pleasure. Beth removed herself from my mouth which disappointed me, but intrigued me as to what was coming next.
There was a few moments science that was broken by a CRACK. A whip, but this whip that had lashed across my back had several tails and knots which sent a shock through my body, forcing me to tighten myself around my wife’s fingers. The sting rang through my back and into my muscles. Again I was struck with the whip, less of a shock this time but it still stung as it cracked. I was hit countless more times by the whip which must have been leaving quite large marks on my back. This continued for some time, a constant stream of pleasure from my wife, and pain from her friends. I was in ecstasy.
-
The whipping stopped and Mel slowly removed herself from me.
“We’re going to give you a break now, whilst I get something ready for you. Would you like something to drink?” Mel offered
I was parched, I had no idea how long this had going on for, “Yes, mistress.” I heard some shifting around which sounded like everyone was moving position. I felt something press to my lips, but it wasn’t a glass or bottle, it was soft. I opened my mouth and a woman’s foot took its place between my lips, a glugging sound was followed by a flow of liquid down her leg across her foot and into my mouth. I drank what I could but plenty of it spilled down the sides of my face and rolled down my body to my chest, dripping off and settling on the table.
I felt somebody, maybe two people, slither underneath me. A sharp pain caught me in the chest, a set of teeth sank their way into my flesh. Just deep enough to cause me to catch my breath but still fill me with pleasure. The other woman beneath me had begun to poke her tongue through the gaps in my chastity cage, licking my imprisoned cock. It was throbbing, begging for attention so I relished every moment, every touch.
I felt liquid being poured into my back, no doubt more alcohol, and in turn it was licked off my back as the two women below continued licking and biting my front. I loved being bitten, especially when it was hard enough to leave marks on my body. Next I felt the warmth of somebody right in front of my face. I had no idea who it was but my tongue was pulled from my mouth and whoever was in front of me began to push herself backwards. My tongue made contact with her asshole and I began to lick her immediately, circling my tongue around her tight hole until it had loosened up a bit and allowed me to thrust my tongue further inside her. I heard moans of pleasure from her as she rolled her hips pushing me further inside her ass.
It was then I felt a hard wet object at my rear. I couldn’t turn to see, and even if I could I was still blindfolded making it a redundant thought. It was pushed through my already worked asshole and made its way deep inside me. I thought that up until this point it was just a dildo, but it just kept going for what felt like nine or ten inches and then I felt the warmth of a woman’s legs. It was a strap-on. She removed it from my ass to begin the second thrust, as she did so her hands grabbed my hips to get a grip and force the strap-on further inside me. I was being pegged by someone, I assumed it was Mel, but I had no way of knowing who it was for sure. I felt myself being stretched and I fucking loved it. I never thought that being used by a group of drunk women and being fucked by one of them could be so much fun. I was harder than I had ever been, yet I could do nothing about it.
I felt something deep down, something I’d never felt before, something amazing. I felt it building inside me I began to moan into the asshole that I was licking. An orgasm was building inside me, I felt it coming and becoming stronger. The thrusting from behind mixed with the pleasure and pain I was receiving from below finally pushed me over the edge. I came. It was the biggest and longest orgasm that I’d ever had. I shot my cum through the gaps in my chastity cage and all over whoever was still licking me. The wave of pleasure totally overcame me and I could barely hold myself up. My cock kept spurting more cum with every thrust of the strap-on. The women screamed and cheered and laughed. I felt incredible.
The strap-on was slowly pulled from inside me, causing my asshole to re adjust to its normal size. I felt an emptiness inside me. The blindfold was ripped from my face and eyes were flooded with light. As my eyes readjusted to the light level a blurry image became six stunning women who were totally naked, apart from Danni who was wearing a black belt-like garment sporting a large purple dildo attachment and Julie who wore my cum drizzled all over her body. Mel came down to my level and asked.
“Was that good for you, Baby?”
Too exhausted to talk I nodded my head.
“Good! Because we are all away upstairs to have some fun of our own, on our bed. But you are going to stay here, and listen.”
The cum dripping cage was removed from my cock allowing it to fall free from restraint but the cuffs remained. I turned as far as I could to watch the gang of naked women walk upstairs to pleasure each other. I took the weight off my arms and legs and lay on the table in the only way I could whilst still being attached to the coffee table. My bruised and naked torso settled against the sticky table, it was disgusting but there was nothing I could do about it. I lay there as still and quietly as I could so as to hear as much of the activity going on upstairs as possible. But I was so exhausted that I drifted off to sleep to the sound of women pleasuring each other not long after they started.
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So that is how I ended up attached to the table aching all over and exhausted, and I hoped and prayed that it would happen again.
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