Camming Down the Rabbit Hole Ch10
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We dutifully followed up the stairs, Lotti at our head. There was the frequent small yelp from Sofi at the occasional flick of the leash clipped to the chain that connected the two butterfly clips fiercely gripping her nipples. Fay and I followed like dazed sheep. She had let go of my hand and I wondered what was going on in her mind. I could sense a change in her attitude, not just to the fun and games but towards me.
We were led through our bedroom to our own private en suite bathroom. It seems that nowhere was off limits now. It was larger than the one we saved for visitors but even so was crowded with the four of us. Lotti dropped the leash she was holding, and the sudden weight brought yet another “ouch” from Sofi. The leash was short enough that it didn’t reach the ground and heavy enough to stretch her tits and pull on the clips. Lotti stood to one side, folded her arms, and surveyed us.
“Fay,” she said suddenly, causing Fay to look up at her, “as you were the one to put them on I thought I’d give you the pleasure of removing them.” She used her crop to jiggle the chain, making Sofi wince. I saw Fay’s eyes brighten with excitement. We had both seen this before while watching porn and knew the effect it might have, especially after such a long time in place. A look of fear crossed Sofi’s face. Obviously, she knew what was to come.
“Oh, may I? Thank you, Miss Lotti.”
She stepped forward eagerly and Sofi looked a little less nervous. Fay first unclipped the leash allowing the chain to form a gentle and natural arc between Sofi’s tits. She passed the leash to Lotti who held out her hand in readiness to take it. Fay was as gentle as she could be in squeezing the clips open but each in its turn caused Sofi to cry out. When she had passed the clips and chain to Lotti she began to softly massage life back into the tortured nipples. A look of relief slowly spread across Sofi’s face. Lotti walked behind her and untied the school tie that bound her wrists together.
“Now, take the slut into the shower and wash her. I want her nice and fresh. And wash yourself while you’re there. You,” she said turning to me, “can wait. You will have your turn in a moment. Just watch your slut wife being intimate with your other guest.”
I expected Fay to be angry at being called names like that, but she seemed to accept it. She opened the glass door of the shower, reached in, and turned the water on and adjusted the temperature. When she was ready, she turned and looked at Lotti who simply stood quietly, tapping her foot on the floor impatiently.
Fay took Sofi’s hand and led her into the shower, closing the glass door behind them. She let the water wash over them before squeezing gel onto a soft sponge. Starting on her face she gently washed the poor mistreated girl. The smeared makeup and the encrusted cum was washed away leaving her with a fresh-faced look. To me she looked prettier and even a bit younger. My dick began to twitch as I watched them together. Fay’s touch was soft and gentle, especially on the girl’s tits, as the sponge explored everywhere.
Sofi was turned around and she was thoroughly cleaned between the cheeks of her arse. She leaned against the wall and stuck her bum out. It seems she was enjoying the experience. Lotti watched them with a smirk on her face. She was happy to allow them their moment of pleasure. Fay passed the sponge to Sofi and revelled in the soft touch as Sofi returned the favour. She seemed to linger between her thighs and Fay spread her legs apart to encourage her.
“Out now!” came the curt command, stopping them from getting too intimate.
The two women looked round in alarm, like small c***dren caught doing something naughty. Fay opened the door and stepped out followed by Sofi. Lotti examined them both carefully while they dripped onto the floor. One by one she ran a finger along their cunts before making them turn around and she spread the cheeks of their arses checking them closely like prized cattle at a country show. Satisfied that they were both sufficiently washed she gave each one a large towel from the pile on the shelf next to the sink.
“Dry each other,” she ordered before turning in my direction.
Without warning her crop lashed out and struck my dick. It had grown semi-erect while I had watched the two women in the shower. It stung like hell and made me double over with the pain.
“Oh, dear Fay,” came her sarcastic voice, “it looks like watching you two sluts together has turned hubbie on. Get in there you disgusting excuse for a man!”
It was almost a shout and I nearly ran for the shelter of the cubicle. She was quicker than I was and landed two more strikes on my arse as I went past her. I was thankful to close the door. It was embarrassing trying to clean myself under her watchful eye and it wasn’t helped by Fay and Sofi obviously enjoying themselves drying each other by the door. It got worse when they stopped and also started watching my attempts at being modest. I tried turning my back but could hear crude comments about my arse from all three of them. It was almost a relief to open the door and step out although the close inspection made me want to run away especially when she used her crop to lift up my limp dick and giggle at it. I also had to undergo the same scrutiny of my arse with the cheeks being forced apart. At least I got no comment apart from a haughty sniff. Then she picked up another towel and held it out. But not to me.
“Sofi, would you do the honours?”
Sofi looked shocked at being asked but shyly stepped forward and took the towel. She approached me with a nervous look in her eye.
“Don’t be frightened, slut, I’ll make sure he doesn’t bite,” said Lotti with a rare attempt at humour.
Sofi started gently patting my chest with the soft towel and then drying down my arms. I tried in vain to ignore the closeness of a naked girl as she moved round to my back. It was a relief not to be able to see her but my vision was still filled with my naked Fay and the fiercely dressed Lotti who continued to swish her crop back and forth reminding me of its sting. As Sofi carefully parted my bum cheeks and dried around my arsehole, I felt myself start to grow. I cursed myself but was powerless to stop it. Thankfully, she soon moved on to my legs. When she reappeared in front of me, she was kneeling, her face level with my dick which was already half erect. I waited for some barbed comment from Lotti, but none came. Sofi worked her way up my legs until the moment I had been dreading began.
Gone were her soft touches and she was quite firm, almost rough when she dried my dick, stimulating me even more. She lifted it up and attended to my balls, watching me closely as she did so. When she finally knelt back, she smiled up at me. By now I was almost fully hard and was standing proudly, pointing straight at her. I do not know where her shyness had gone but she suddenly leaned in and kissed the tip before pulling away and standing up.
“Well done, girl,” and Sofi glowed with pride at this small praise. “Turn around and hands behind your back,” she barked at me.
I kept thinking I should rebel, call her bluff, and confront her. There was something in her voice and her demeanour that stopped me. I turned my back to her and did as I was told. I didn’t even object as I felt the school tie bind my wrists as they had for Sofi. Cunningly, she was keeping us all guessing and off balance.
“Now, off you go all three of you, I will be down shortly. And no playing in my absence. Do I make myself clear? And Sofi …” she called just as she was turning to go out of the door. She grabbed her hand and pulled her back in my direction. She wrapped her small hand around my hard dick making her grip me quite tightly. “…take this with you.”
All the way down the stairs Sofi’s hand had massaged me making sure my erection remained. When we got back to the living room we went back to our original places. Sofi knelt in the centre of the room, her hands still behind her back even without being tied. I tried to sit on the sofa, but my bound wrists made it uncomfortable to lean back and I stayed sitting upright. Fay was knelt next to the sofa but was now distancing herself from me. I kept seeing her and Sofi exchanging secret smiles with each other.
We waited patiently for what seemed like an age before Lotti appeared at the top of the stairs. We became aware of her as she paused and looked down on us. Slowly, like a member of royalty she descended. She had obviously showered and had got dressed again. She was still wearing the revealing corset and had replaced her blood red thong and her black boots. She swished the crop back and forth menacingly as she walked between us. The clips dangled from her other hand. She went to sit in the armchair and looked at each of us in turn. Then she pointed to a spot on the carpet just in front of her to one side.
“Sofi, come and kneel here, little one,” she said. It was a command but there was an unexpected kindness in her voice.
Sofi couldn’t help the smile that spread across her face as she crawled on hands and knees to kneel next to Lotti who reached out and stroked her still wet hair. She reached down and cupped her tits and gently massaged the nipples. When Sofi winced with the memory of the cruel clips, Lotti smiled.
“And you, Fay, here,” she said, her voice a little harsher.
Fay made no attempt to stand but crawled across and knelt where Lotti was pointing.
“I am pleased with you. You have done well but you still have much to learn,” and Fay shivered with joy at the praise and the anticipation.
She reached down next to the chair and picked up the chain and clamps that she had dropped there. She held them out to Sofi who shivered with fear thinking that they were about to be clipped back. Lotti smiled benevolently.
“Don’t worry, little Sofi, you have suffered enough. I think I am both hard and fair. Take them, it is time for you to shine. Time for this other slut to taste their bite.”
At this announcement both Fay and I tried to protest. I saw Lotti swing her hand and slap Fay across the face.
“Silence!” and then she looked at me, “you will remain silent as well. Your slut wife needs to learn. She needs to know what she is doing. If I hear another sound from you, I will send you away, and your slut wife will suffer even more. Understand?”
I couldn’t find it in me to speak so I lowered my eyes to look at the floor. When I lifted them again moments later it was to see Sofi pinching, squeezing, and rolling Fay’s nipples in a vengeful game. Then she reached slowly forward with the first of the clamps. When Fay tried to move away and to lift her hands to protect herself, she was slapped hard across the cheek.
“Hands behind you and keep them there, bitch,” Lotti almost shouted in her face.
As Fay’s hands went obediently behind her back and her fingers entwined, I saw a tremble pass through her. As the first clamp bit there was an intake of breath and a slight whimper from her. Sofi took her time, allowing the full effect to be felt before attaching the second. Again, the intake of breath as Fay almost doubled over with the pain. I sat watching her, split between two emotions. My heart was being torn apart at her suffering, but my dick was cheering Sofi on. I didn’t dare move and there was no way I could hide how hard I was becoming. As Sofi picked up the chain and started jiggling it around, causing Fay even more discomfort, Lotti glanced in my direction. She grinned when she saw the reaction her cruel game was having on me. She took Fay’s chin and turned her head to look in my direction.
“Your loving husband seems to be enjoying your predicament. I wonder what that tells us. He seems to be loving your pain,” Lotti’s comments came as a taunt and I tried to avoid her eyes. She took the chain from Sofi’s hand and continued to bounce it up and down. “Why don’t you go and test him for us, little Sofi? The failed knight in shining armour.”
Sofi giggled and crawled over towards me. She was enjoying her new role. Her small hands circled my rock-hard dick and enveloped me in their softness. I looked down and watched as she stroked from the base to the tip. I glanced at Fay trying to ask for her forgiveness, but her mind was occupied with the pain from the clamps and her eyes were unfocussed. Lotti was watching me intensely with an inscrutable expression.
I was quickly brought back to reality when I felt Sofi’s soft lips sliding over my dickhead as she took me into the warm wet inside of her mouth. I knew that trying to withstand the urgings of my libido would never work so I decided to try and get it over and done with as quickly as possible. As her lips descended the length of my shaft I pushed up, hitting the back of her throat. She spluttered and then withdrew, looking at me with annoyance. She slapped the inside of one of my thighs as a message before taking me into her mouth again. I decided to stay still and go along with whatever fiendish plan she had in mind.
This time she was in control as I felt the back of her throat and she kept herself in place. She was obviously struggling to breathe, but she seemed determined to impress Lotti. Her head came up and spittle flowed from her mouth and over my dick. She dived down on me again, this time staying even longer. This time when she came up, she spluttered, spraying her spit across my belly and thighs. Despite my promise to myself, that was bringing me to the edge. I could not take my eyes off what she was doing. My dick disappeared again, and again I came to the back of her throat. This was a relatively new experience for me as Fay had always fought shy of going that deep. I felt ashamed that I was enjoying it so much. Four or five strokes later I could hardly contain myself.
Sofi sensed the tension in my body and pulled back half way. I felt her tongue flickering and toying with the head and that was the trigger. I exploded. My cum seemed to go on forever as I pumped into her eager and willing mouth. She clamped her lips around me, determined not to let any escape. I struggled not to convulse uncontrollably. From the distance I heard Fay cry out and I looked across. Lotti was tugging on the chain that linked the clasps on Fay’s tits, distorting them almost beyond recognition. They were both staring fixedly at me and Sofi locked together.
At last the flow dwindled to a trickle and then stopped altogether. Sofi pulled her mouth off me trying to keep her lips sealed. I flopped back into the sofa. Sofi turned to look at Lotti and Fay and then waddled on her knees across to them. She knelt up as high as she could, towering over Fay. Lotti pulled on the chain forcing her even lower and pulling her tits into ever more unnatural shapes. Fay knew her place by now and looked up to the ceiling and opened her mouth. I think we were both expecting a stream of my cum to pour into her open mouth, but the wicked side of Sofi revealed itself. Instead of a steady stream aimed at Fays open mouth, like a skilled cake decorator with a piping bag, she let it flow in a continuous stream, painting lines across the broad canvass of her face. Lotti looked both surprised and pleased at the actions of her new protégé.
Sofi sat back on her heels and looked up with nervous eyes and was rewarded with a warm smile. Lotti leaned forward and kissed her affectionately on the lips. It was the kiss of a lover not one between friends. Fay stayed still and silent trying not to look at the two young girls in front of her. I sat quietly on the sofa trying not to be noticed. I felt shamed and humbled. Lotti looked up and glanced at the clock on the wall. She bent down and picked up the dog leash that she had dropped. She clipped it onto the chain joining Fay’s pinched and painful nipples and then stood up. She tugged on the leash forcing Fay to her feet with a cry of agony.
“Time for bed,” she announced and headed for the stairs, tugging Fay behind her causing her to stumble. “Sofi, bring him with you,” she added pointing at me.
I felt as though the energy had been drained out of me and I was unable to move. Sofi glared at me before stepping closer and grabbing my limp dick. She pulled upwards and I was forced to follow it. When we got to the top of the stairs Lotti and Fay were standing by the open door of the guest bedroom.
“Put him in there, Sofi, and then come and join us. He can sleep alone tonight.”
I was dragged into the room and roughly pushed onto the bed. I heard a mocking “Night” from Sofi and then the light went out and I was left in blackness as she closed the door. I tried to make myself comfortable but with my hands still tied behind my back it wasn’t easy. In the darkness I listened to the variety of noises coming from across the corridor. It was difficult to make out, but I heard giggling and the occasional yelp of pain but mostly just silence interrupted a few times by loud screams and shrieks and a string of expletives. I assumed this meant that one of them was having an orgasm. I only found out later, once the weekend was over what they had made Fay do, but even then, she was reluctant to let me know everything. Curiously she didn’t seem to regret any of it although she complained of sore nipples for a couple of days. I slept fitfully and kept waking chilled as Sofi hadn’t even bothered to cover me.
The next morning, I was still tired as I’d had so little sleep. I waited anxiously for someone to come in. The morning seemed to stretch into the afternoon, and I was ignored. I began to worry that I had been deserted. Finally, the door opened, and Sofi came in. She was dressed in jeans and a t-shirt that I hadn’t seen before. She said nothing and deliberately avoided eye contact as she untied my hands and then turned round and walked out leaving the door open. I rubbed my wrists to bring back the circulation before gingerly swinging my legs off the bed and sitting up. I could hear noises from downstairs.
Carefully and on shaky legs I got to my feet. I walked across the corridor and into our bedroom. The bed was a mess, the sheets crumpled and in disarray. The whole room smelled of sex. I found an old jumper and a pair of trousers and put them on. I rummaged through a drawer for a pair of warm socks as my feet were freezing for some reason. With a semblance of normality once more I made my way down to the kitchen.
Fay and Sofi were sat at the table chatting and giggling like old friends. Fay was still naked and seemed happy like that. Their eyes sparkled as they gossiped. They turned to look as I came in, both smiling happily. There was no sign of Lotti.
Sofi left a little while later and both Fay and I avoided asking each other questions. She remained naked for the rest of the day which normally I would have loved but I felt awkward in front of her. We never saw Lotti again, at least I didn’t, but I suspect that Fay stayed the weekend with her a few weeks later. When she came back, she was shy to show herself to me, but I did catch a glimpse of her bottom the next day. It was striped with ugly looking welts and looked very tender. As Fay hadn’t mentioned it, I chose not to ask.
We saw Sofi a few times although the whole dynamic was now different. She came for a few overnight stays, but it was mostly to play with Fay. They both tended to ignore me unless they wanted to use me as their personal fuck toy. Fay and I are still together but the relationship has changed. She has become bright and confident and bubbly while I have become more withdrawn. Perhaps it was always meant to be that way.
This is to be the last chapter in this series. I hope you have enjoyed them. I have yet to decide what to take as my next subject, but I already have one or two ideas. Thank you for your loyalty so far.
We were led through our bedroom to our own private en suite bathroom. It seems that nowhere was off limits now. It was larger than the one we saved for visitors but even so was crowded with the four of us. Lotti dropped the leash she was holding, and the sudden weight brought yet another “ouch” from Sofi. The leash was short enough that it didn’t reach the ground and heavy enough to stretch her tits and pull on the clips. Lotti stood to one side, folded her arms, and surveyed us.
“Fay,” she said suddenly, causing Fay to look up at her, “as you were the one to put them on I thought I’d give you the pleasure of removing them.” She used her crop to jiggle the chain, making Sofi wince. I saw Fay’s eyes brighten with excitement. We had both seen this before while watching porn and knew the effect it might have, especially after such a long time in place. A look of fear crossed Sofi’s face. Obviously, she knew what was to come.
“Oh, may I? Thank you, Miss Lotti.”
She stepped forward eagerly and Sofi looked a little less nervous. Fay first unclipped the leash allowing the chain to form a gentle and natural arc between Sofi’s tits. She passed the leash to Lotti who held out her hand in readiness to take it. Fay was as gentle as she could be in squeezing the clips open but each in its turn caused Sofi to cry out. When she had passed the clips and chain to Lotti she began to softly massage life back into the tortured nipples. A look of relief slowly spread across Sofi’s face. Lotti walked behind her and untied the school tie that bound her wrists together.
“Now, take the slut into the shower and wash her. I want her nice and fresh. And wash yourself while you’re there. You,” she said turning to me, “can wait. You will have your turn in a moment. Just watch your slut wife being intimate with your other guest.”
I expected Fay to be angry at being called names like that, but she seemed to accept it. She opened the glass door of the shower, reached in, and turned the water on and adjusted the temperature. When she was ready, she turned and looked at Lotti who simply stood quietly, tapping her foot on the floor impatiently.
Fay took Sofi’s hand and led her into the shower, closing the glass door behind them. She let the water wash over them before squeezing gel onto a soft sponge. Starting on her face she gently washed the poor mistreated girl. The smeared makeup and the encrusted cum was washed away leaving her with a fresh-faced look. To me she looked prettier and even a bit younger. My dick began to twitch as I watched them together. Fay’s touch was soft and gentle, especially on the girl’s tits, as the sponge explored everywhere.
Sofi was turned around and she was thoroughly cleaned between the cheeks of her arse. She leaned against the wall and stuck her bum out. It seems she was enjoying the experience. Lotti watched them with a smirk on her face. She was happy to allow them their moment of pleasure. Fay passed the sponge to Sofi and revelled in the soft touch as Sofi returned the favour. She seemed to linger between her thighs and Fay spread her legs apart to encourage her.
“Out now!” came the curt command, stopping them from getting too intimate.
The two women looked round in alarm, like small c***dren caught doing something naughty. Fay opened the door and stepped out followed by Sofi. Lotti examined them both carefully while they dripped onto the floor. One by one she ran a finger along their cunts before making them turn around and she spread the cheeks of their arses checking them closely like prized cattle at a country show. Satisfied that they were both sufficiently washed she gave each one a large towel from the pile on the shelf next to the sink.
“Dry each other,” she ordered before turning in my direction.
Without warning her crop lashed out and struck my dick. It had grown semi-erect while I had watched the two women in the shower. It stung like hell and made me double over with the pain.
“Oh, dear Fay,” came her sarcastic voice, “it looks like watching you two sluts together has turned hubbie on. Get in there you disgusting excuse for a man!”
It was almost a shout and I nearly ran for the shelter of the cubicle. She was quicker than I was and landed two more strikes on my arse as I went past her. I was thankful to close the door. It was embarrassing trying to clean myself under her watchful eye and it wasn’t helped by Fay and Sofi obviously enjoying themselves drying each other by the door. It got worse when they stopped and also started watching my attempts at being modest. I tried turning my back but could hear crude comments about my arse from all three of them. It was almost a relief to open the door and step out although the close inspection made me want to run away especially when she used her crop to lift up my limp dick and giggle at it. I also had to undergo the same scrutiny of my arse with the cheeks being forced apart. At least I got no comment apart from a haughty sniff. Then she picked up another towel and held it out. But not to me.
“Sofi, would you do the honours?”
Sofi looked shocked at being asked but shyly stepped forward and took the towel. She approached me with a nervous look in her eye.
“Don’t be frightened, slut, I’ll make sure he doesn’t bite,” said Lotti with a rare attempt at humour.
Sofi started gently patting my chest with the soft towel and then drying down my arms. I tried in vain to ignore the closeness of a naked girl as she moved round to my back. It was a relief not to be able to see her but my vision was still filled with my naked Fay and the fiercely dressed Lotti who continued to swish her crop back and forth reminding me of its sting. As Sofi carefully parted my bum cheeks and dried around my arsehole, I felt myself start to grow. I cursed myself but was powerless to stop it. Thankfully, she soon moved on to my legs. When she reappeared in front of me, she was kneeling, her face level with my dick which was already half erect. I waited for some barbed comment from Lotti, but none came. Sofi worked her way up my legs until the moment I had been dreading began.
Gone were her soft touches and she was quite firm, almost rough when she dried my dick, stimulating me even more. She lifted it up and attended to my balls, watching me closely as she did so. When she finally knelt back, she smiled up at me. By now I was almost fully hard and was standing proudly, pointing straight at her. I do not know where her shyness had gone but she suddenly leaned in and kissed the tip before pulling away and standing up.
“Well done, girl,” and Sofi glowed with pride at this small praise. “Turn around and hands behind your back,” she barked at me.
I kept thinking I should rebel, call her bluff, and confront her. There was something in her voice and her demeanour that stopped me. I turned my back to her and did as I was told. I didn’t even object as I felt the school tie bind my wrists as they had for Sofi. Cunningly, she was keeping us all guessing and off balance.
“Now, off you go all three of you, I will be down shortly. And no playing in my absence. Do I make myself clear? And Sofi …” she called just as she was turning to go out of the door. She grabbed her hand and pulled her back in my direction. She wrapped her small hand around my hard dick making her grip me quite tightly. “…take this with you.”
All the way down the stairs Sofi’s hand had massaged me making sure my erection remained. When we got back to the living room we went back to our original places. Sofi knelt in the centre of the room, her hands still behind her back even without being tied. I tried to sit on the sofa, but my bound wrists made it uncomfortable to lean back and I stayed sitting upright. Fay was knelt next to the sofa but was now distancing herself from me. I kept seeing her and Sofi exchanging secret smiles with each other.
We waited patiently for what seemed like an age before Lotti appeared at the top of the stairs. We became aware of her as she paused and looked down on us. Slowly, like a member of royalty she descended. She had obviously showered and had got dressed again. She was still wearing the revealing corset and had replaced her blood red thong and her black boots. She swished the crop back and forth menacingly as she walked between us. The clips dangled from her other hand. She went to sit in the armchair and looked at each of us in turn. Then she pointed to a spot on the carpet just in front of her to one side.
“Sofi, come and kneel here, little one,” she said. It was a command but there was an unexpected kindness in her voice.
Sofi couldn’t help the smile that spread across her face as she crawled on hands and knees to kneel next to Lotti who reached out and stroked her still wet hair. She reached down and cupped her tits and gently massaged the nipples. When Sofi winced with the memory of the cruel clips, Lotti smiled.
“And you, Fay, here,” she said, her voice a little harsher.
Fay made no attempt to stand but crawled across and knelt where Lotti was pointing.
“I am pleased with you. You have done well but you still have much to learn,” and Fay shivered with joy at the praise and the anticipation.
She reached down next to the chair and picked up the chain and clamps that she had dropped there. She held them out to Sofi who shivered with fear thinking that they were about to be clipped back. Lotti smiled benevolently.
“Don’t worry, little Sofi, you have suffered enough. I think I am both hard and fair. Take them, it is time for you to shine. Time for this other slut to taste their bite.”
At this announcement both Fay and I tried to protest. I saw Lotti swing her hand and slap Fay across the face.
“Silence!” and then she looked at me, “you will remain silent as well. Your slut wife needs to learn. She needs to know what she is doing. If I hear another sound from you, I will send you away, and your slut wife will suffer even more. Understand?”
I couldn’t find it in me to speak so I lowered my eyes to look at the floor. When I lifted them again moments later it was to see Sofi pinching, squeezing, and rolling Fay’s nipples in a vengeful game. Then she reached slowly forward with the first of the clamps. When Fay tried to move away and to lift her hands to protect herself, she was slapped hard across the cheek.
“Hands behind you and keep them there, bitch,” Lotti almost shouted in her face.
As Fay’s hands went obediently behind her back and her fingers entwined, I saw a tremble pass through her. As the first clamp bit there was an intake of breath and a slight whimper from her. Sofi took her time, allowing the full effect to be felt before attaching the second. Again, the intake of breath as Fay almost doubled over with the pain. I sat watching her, split between two emotions. My heart was being torn apart at her suffering, but my dick was cheering Sofi on. I didn’t dare move and there was no way I could hide how hard I was becoming. As Sofi picked up the chain and started jiggling it around, causing Fay even more discomfort, Lotti glanced in my direction. She grinned when she saw the reaction her cruel game was having on me. She took Fay’s chin and turned her head to look in my direction.
“Your loving husband seems to be enjoying your predicament. I wonder what that tells us. He seems to be loving your pain,” Lotti’s comments came as a taunt and I tried to avoid her eyes. She took the chain from Sofi’s hand and continued to bounce it up and down. “Why don’t you go and test him for us, little Sofi? The failed knight in shining armour.”
Sofi giggled and crawled over towards me. She was enjoying her new role. Her small hands circled my rock-hard dick and enveloped me in their softness. I looked down and watched as she stroked from the base to the tip. I glanced at Fay trying to ask for her forgiveness, but her mind was occupied with the pain from the clamps and her eyes were unfocussed. Lotti was watching me intensely with an inscrutable expression.
I was quickly brought back to reality when I felt Sofi’s soft lips sliding over my dickhead as she took me into the warm wet inside of her mouth. I knew that trying to withstand the urgings of my libido would never work so I decided to try and get it over and done with as quickly as possible. As her lips descended the length of my shaft I pushed up, hitting the back of her throat. She spluttered and then withdrew, looking at me with annoyance. She slapped the inside of one of my thighs as a message before taking me into her mouth again. I decided to stay still and go along with whatever fiendish plan she had in mind.
This time she was in control as I felt the back of her throat and she kept herself in place. She was obviously struggling to breathe, but she seemed determined to impress Lotti. Her head came up and spittle flowed from her mouth and over my dick. She dived down on me again, this time staying even longer. This time when she came up, she spluttered, spraying her spit across my belly and thighs. Despite my promise to myself, that was bringing me to the edge. I could not take my eyes off what she was doing. My dick disappeared again, and again I came to the back of her throat. This was a relatively new experience for me as Fay had always fought shy of going that deep. I felt ashamed that I was enjoying it so much. Four or five strokes later I could hardly contain myself.
Sofi sensed the tension in my body and pulled back half way. I felt her tongue flickering and toying with the head and that was the trigger. I exploded. My cum seemed to go on forever as I pumped into her eager and willing mouth. She clamped her lips around me, determined not to let any escape. I struggled not to convulse uncontrollably. From the distance I heard Fay cry out and I looked across. Lotti was tugging on the chain that linked the clasps on Fay’s tits, distorting them almost beyond recognition. They were both staring fixedly at me and Sofi locked together.
At last the flow dwindled to a trickle and then stopped altogether. Sofi pulled her mouth off me trying to keep her lips sealed. I flopped back into the sofa. Sofi turned to look at Lotti and Fay and then waddled on her knees across to them. She knelt up as high as she could, towering over Fay. Lotti pulled on the chain forcing her even lower and pulling her tits into ever more unnatural shapes. Fay knew her place by now and looked up to the ceiling and opened her mouth. I think we were both expecting a stream of my cum to pour into her open mouth, but the wicked side of Sofi revealed itself. Instead of a steady stream aimed at Fays open mouth, like a skilled cake decorator with a piping bag, she let it flow in a continuous stream, painting lines across the broad canvass of her face. Lotti looked both surprised and pleased at the actions of her new protégé.
Sofi sat back on her heels and looked up with nervous eyes and was rewarded with a warm smile. Lotti leaned forward and kissed her affectionately on the lips. It was the kiss of a lover not one between friends. Fay stayed still and silent trying not to look at the two young girls in front of her. I sat quietly on the sofa trying not to be noticed. I felt shamed and humbled. Lotti looked up and glanced at the clock on the wall. She bent down and picked up the dog leash that she had dropped. She clipped it onto the chain joining Fay’s pinched and painful nipples and then stood up. She tugged on the leash forcing Fay to her feet with a cry of agony.
“Time for bed,” she announced and headed for the stairs, tugging Fay behind her causing her to stumble. “Sofi, bring him with you,” she added pointing at me.
I felt as though the energy had been drained out of me and I was unable to move. Sofi glared at me before stepping closer and grabbing my limp dick. She pulled upwards and I was forced to follow it. When we got to the top of the stairs Lotti and Fay were standing by the open door of the guest bedroom.
“Put him in there, Sofi, and then come and join us. He can sleep alone tonight.”
I was dragged into the room and roughly pushed onto the bed. I heard a mocking “Night” from Sofi and then the light went out and I was left in blackness as she closed the door. I tried to make myself comfortable but with my hands still tied behind my back it wasn’t easy. In the darkness I listened to the variety of noises coming from across the corridor. It was difficult to make out, but I heard giggling and the occasional yelp of pain but mostly just silence interrupted a few times by loud screams and shrieks and a string of expletives. I assumed this meant that one of them was having an orgasm. I only found out later, once the weekend was over what they had made Fay do, but even then, she was reluctant to let me know everything. Curiously she didn’t seem to regret any of it although she complained of sore nipples for a couple of days. I slept fitfully and kept waking chilled as Sofi hadn’t even bothered to cover me.
The next morning, I was still tired as I’d had so little sleep. I waited anxiously for someone to come in. The morning seemed to stretch into the afternoon, and I was ignored. I began to worry that I had been deserted. Finally, the door opened, and Sofi came in. She was dressed in jeans and a t-shirt that I hadn’t seen before. She said nothing and deliberately avoided eye contact as she untied my hands and then turned round and walked out leaving the door open. I rubbed my wrists to bring back the circulation before gingerly swinging my legs off the bed and sitting up. I could hear noises from downstairs.
Carefully and on shaky legs I got to my feet. I walked across the corridor and into our bedroom. The bed was a mess, the sheets crumpled and in disarray. The whole room smelled of sex. I found an old jumper and a pair of trousers and put them on. I rummaged through a drawer for a pair of warm socks as my feet were freezing for some reason. With a semblance of normality once more I made my way down to the kitchen.
Fay and Sofi were sat at the table chatting and giggling like old friends. Fay was still naked and seemed happy like that. Their eyes sparkled as they gossiped. They turned to look as I came in, both smiling happily. There was no sign of Lotti.
Sofi left a little while later and both Fay and I avoided asking each other questions. She remained naked for the rest of the day which normally I would have loved but I felt awkward in front of her. We never saw Lotti again, at least I didn’t, but I suspect that Fay stayed the weekend with her a few weeks later. When she came back, she was shy to show herself to me, but I did catch a glimpse of her bottom the next day. It was striped with ugly looking welts and looked very tender. As Fay hadn’t mentioned it, I chose not to ask.
We saw Sofi a few times although the whole dynamic was now different. She came for a few overnight stays, but it was mostly to play with Fay. They both tended to ignore me unless they wanted to use me as their personal fuck toy. Fay and I are still together but the relationship has changed. She has become bright and confident and bubbly while I have become more withdrawn. Perhaps it was always meant to be that way.
This is to be the last chapter in this series. I hope you have enjoyed them. I have yet to decide what to take as my next subject, but I already have one or two ideas. Thank you for your loyalty so far.
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