Weekend of Submission

Six weeks had passed, since my 1st encounter with Camille (Cami) and her roommates in my “Lesbians and Unicorns” story. Cami had me tied naked and spread on her bed. Time after time, Cami mercilessly teased and tormented my pussy, with her tongue, bringing me higher and closer to my 1st orgasm that I so desperately needed. But each time, she would stop just before I could have my release. Shortly after Cami began her 5th diabolical assault on my wanting clit, I became mindlessly out of control and frantic to come. I begged and pleaded with her to finish me off, and I finally agreed to become Cami’s slave for a whole weekend of bondage fun and games.

During those intervening 6 weeks, Cami and I had become very close friends and lovers. I was heterosexual, but loved to eat pussy in forced bondage situations. Cami was bisexual, and often dated men. However, she regularly played with her 2 roommates, Sharon and Claire, and their girlfriends. I visited Cami at her magazine’s downtown office. I got the tour and saw what she did as an assistant editor, and then we did lunch. She came to see me at the Foundation’s office, and again we did lunch afterwards. One Sunday afternoon, Cami came over to my house. I tied her up for a few hours, playing the dominant role. After I finished with her, we made love for another 2 hours, before going out to dinner. Cami was the 1st and only woman that I made lesbian-like love with.

We frequently talked about the weekend, when I would put my body under her complete control, but she was always mysterious and evasive about what she was planning for me. She knew my sexual preferences and tolerances. I felt completely comfortable turning myself over to her from Friday night, after work, until 4:00 PM the following Sunday afternoon. I simply couldn’t imagine what she would do with me, or do to me, for all that time. But, I sincerely told her that she could sexually exploit and abuse me, within our guidelines, and that I would do whatever she asked (commanded). She told me what clothes and other things to bring.

Friday came. I packed a suitcase, plus a duffle full of bondage equipment and toys, and drove to work. After work, I met Cami at her apartment around 6:00 PM. Her roommates, Sharon and Claire, took Friday off to go up to Napa for a long weekend, with 2 other girlfriends. They wouldn’t be back until late on Sunday, and Cami and I would have the entire apartment to ourselves. I unpacked my clothes and things. Our bondage equipment was laid out on 2 card tables that we setup in the living room. We showered, got ourselves ready, and put on nice dresses. Cami took me out to dinner at a quiet cozy nearby restaurant. We were early for a Friday night, but Cami had plans for me later. I confess that I was still a little apprehensive about the weekend, but 2 classes of wine with dinner settled my nerves. We returned to Cami’s apartment a little before 9:00 PM.

I put my hair up in a ponytail, and was ordered to strip completely naked and kneel in the center of the living room floor. It had begun. A few minutes later Cami strolled in, also naked. I’m 24, 5’10”, 125 pounds, perky 36C breasts, narrow waist, nice curvy hips and ass, dark blue eyes and long wavy dark brown hair past my shoulders. Cami is 25, 5’10”, about my weight, perfect 36D breasts, flawless olive skin, slim waist, nicely rounded ass, bright brown eyes and long dark brown hair, like mine. First, she used soft cotton rope to tightly tie my wrists crossed behind my back. She held a necklace in her palm and asked me if I knew what it was. It was a silver link necklace, about 1/2” wide, with a blank plaque in the center. I said that I didn’t know what it was. As she clasped it around my neck, Cami told me that it was a slave necklace. Apparently these necklaces were worn by committed slaves in Master/Mistress-Slave relationships. Often, the name of the Master or Mistress would be engraved on the plaque, and the necklaces were usually soldered or padlocked on permanently. She told me that the necklace symbolized that I was her slave for the weekend. “Whenever you are bound, you will not speak, unless asked to.” “You will do whatever I tell you to do, without question.”  “IS THAT CLEAR, CHRISTINE?” Cami barked, with a stern voice. I nodded my head, yes. I had agreed to be Cami’s sub for the weekend.

“Now Christine, I want you to lick my pussy and make me come,” Cami said. “You will be expected to do this many times this weekend.” She walked to me and spread her legs in front of my face. First, I gave her 4 or 5 long slow doggie licks along her slit. She was not yet fully aroused and wet. I thoroughly licked her labia lips, working my tongue closer and closer to her love hole, before teasing its entrance and making slow probing plunges inside her. Love juices poured out of her. I moved my tongue to her clit, slowly twirled my tongue around her sensitive nub and gave it some soft flicks. Cami had begun to moan and breathe rapidly. I gave her clit a couple quick little nibbles with my teeth, and then began sucking on it. As I sucked, her moans grew louder, and I felt her begin to tremble. Cami’s whole body shook, when her orgasm hit her. I sucked her clit gently through it.

“That wasn’t very good, Christine,” Cami said. “You are not motivated.” “YOU NEED MOTIVATION, CHRISTINE!” She buckled a 2” leather collar around my neck, with several rings attached. Next, she used a short rope to tie my wrists to a ring in the back of the collar, keeping my wrists in the small of my back. Cami told me that we were going to play a little motivational game. She brought over a roll of bondage tape, a paddle, a blindfold and a ping-pong ball floating in a bowl of water.

I was told to clench my teeth together. Cami knelt in front of me and wrapped several turns of the bondage tape under my jaw and over the top of my head. This held my jaw tightly closed and immobile. She explained that I would have to hold the ping-pong ball, only with my lips. If I let the ball drop, I would get one whack of the paddle on each ass cheek the 1st time, 2 whacks on each cheek the 2nd time, and so on. The paddle had a wooden handle, with 2 leather flaps together at the other end. It looked ominous. Cami put the blindfold over my eyes. “Do you understand the rules, Christine?” she asked. I nodded, yes. “Are you ready?” I nodded, yes. I felt the wet ping-pong ball being placed between my lips. I puckered, but the ball hit against my teeth. I could barely get my lips around half the lightweight ball. I waited.

Cami wickedly tickled the soles of my bare feet. I cackled and spit out the ball. “Well, well, well, Christine, I didn’t know your feet were that ticklish.” Cami cooed. “We’re going to have a lot more fun with those feet, before the weekend is over!” She bent me over. WHACK! WHACK! It made a loud noise, when the paddle cracked across my ass cheeks. The pain that shot through my ass was a sharp burning sting. The ping-pong ball was again inserted between my lips, and I tried to brace myself for whatever would come next. She pinched and twisted my left nipple. The ball fell out of my mouth. WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! Now my ass was really burning with pain. I was ready again and braced for a hard tweak of my right nipple. However, I felt the sharp pain of a nipple clamp capturing my left nipple. Of course, the ball fell out of my mouth again. The clamp was adjusted much tighter than I was used to. Six WHACKS cracked across my ass. Again, the wet ball was placed between my lips. Even though I knew that my right nipple was next, and I sucked the ball as hard as I could, I couldn’t hold it, when Cami pulled, twisted and pinched hard. This was a no win game. How long would it go on? Eight WHACKS rocked my sore ass. I wasn’t allowed to speak or cry out. The ball was placed between my lips again, and I waited in anticipation for the other clamp to bite into my right nipple. When it came, I held the ball! …..Until, Cami yanked on the chain connecting the 2 nipple clamps. Ten more WHACKS punished my poor burning ass. Tears were welling up in my eyes.

“Are you motivated yet, Christine?” Cami asked. During those last 10 whacks, I had passed across some threshold, where the pain from my aching nipples and burning ass, had converged into delightful sensations in my pussy. It was a luscious feeling. I had started to get aroused, and felt a little wetness between my legs. My blindfold was removed. Cami bent me way over, with my ass sticking up in the air, and worked a finger into my pussy, from behind. “You’re not quite motivated enough yet, Christine,” Cami proclaimed. With that, she quickly gave me 5 more stern WHACKS on each butt cheek. Tears streamed down my face, but I was awfully aroused and ready for what came next.

While I was still bent over, Cami lubed up a short fat butt plug, and roughly lubed and loosened up my tight little puckered rosebud, with her finger. She twisted and pushed the intruder inside me, until my sphincter closed around it, securing it inside me. She forced a large egg vibe into my yearning pussy, and set it to buzz away at a low tormenting speed. The bondage tape, holding my jaw shut, was unwound from around my head, freeing my jaw and mouth. Cami sat on a nearby sofa, spread her legs and leaned back. She stared at me for several minutes, while I squirmed and wiggled, getting used to the new invaders in my 2 holes. “Get your sorry sore ass over here, Christine, and eat my pussy the right way this time.” Cami ordered.

I unsteadily crawled on my knees over to where Cami was sprawled on the sofa. When I bent my head down between her legs, she grabbed my hair and forced my mouth to her pussy. She tightly held me in position, while I used my lips and tongue to eat her pussy. From the groans and panting that Cami was doing, I knew I was doing a good job on her this time. She held me to her pussy for 2 enormous orgasms. It took her several minutes to come down enough to function. “That WAS very good Christine,” Cami gasped, “But I’m not fully satisfied yet.” She walked over to the card tables, where the bondage equipment was set out. Cami donned a strap-on harness and attached an 8” Cyberskin penis dildo. She walked back over to where I was still kneeling by the sofa. My face was all sticky from her pussy juices, and with my knees held tightly together, I could feel my own dripping wetness between my legs. Cami asked, “How long does it take you to suck a guy off, Christine?” That question totally surprised me, and I replied that it depended on how turned on he was before I started. “Probably 10-20 minutes,” I answered.

“OK, Christine, you are going to lick and suck this dildo for 15 minutes,” Cami announced, “Pretend it is one of your lover’s cocks and suck it like you mean it,” “For the last 5 minutes, I’m going to ram this cock down your throat and fuck your mouth.” “If you don’t do a good job, you’ll be punished, UNDERSTAND?” I briefly considered being punished by Cami again, but my need to come was dominating my thoughts. I nodded my head, yes. I began by thoroughly licking the dildo all over, before swirling my tongue around the head of the penis. The egg vibe in my vagina buzzed away, causing the butt plug to vibrate too. This urged me on. I took it in my mouth and began sucking, bobbing up and down on the shaft. I moaned as I worked, coming up for air a few times to lick it all over. The penis dildo was dripping with my saliva. Without warning, Cami grabbed my ponytail with one hand, and tugged on the rope connecting my bound wrists to my collar, with the other. This forced my wrists up more, which put more strain on my breasts. The pain from the nipple clamps momentarily broke my concentration. Cami shoved the dildo deep into my throat. She fucked my mouth slowly and deeply for 2-3 minutes, and then pounded the cock down my throat for the remainder of the time. The penis dildo was held all the way in my throat, while Cami faked an orgasm with the cock. When she pulled it out of my mouth, I was gasping for breath.

I was allowed to settle down for a while, before Cami stood me up. She took off the strap-on and fastened it on me. What was going on? Cami walked over to a nearby upholstered chair and bent over it, showing me her swollen aroused pussy. “Get over here, Christine, and fuck my pussy.” “Don’t stop until I tell you to,” Cami ordered. I positioned myself behind her. Cami reached around with her left hand and guided the penis dildo into her waiting love hole. My wrists were still securely bound behind my back, but my legs weren’t tied. As I shoved the dildo all the way into Cami’s pussy, I spread my legs a little and stood so that I could pummel Cami’s cunt, with the 8” penis dildo. I thrust it in and out of her slowly at first. She immediately started to moan. I could see over her shoulder that Cami was kneading her breasts and pinching her nipples. I began to pump her a little faster and deeper, and within a few minutes, Cami groaned, as the orgasm swept over her. She arched her back and wiggled her ass against the dildo, but I kept steadily pumping away. My body was slapping against Cami’s ass, as I repeatedly buried the dildo deep into Cami. It took perhaps another 10 minutes, before Cami shrieked and quaked with another orgasm. As ordered, I kept up my steady rhythmical fucking of Cami’s love hole. She slumped over the back of the chair, and when she had caught her breath a little, Cami gasped, “STOP!!!”

I pulled the penis dildo out of Cami’s cunt and stepped back to watch her quiver and come. I think that last orgasm shattered her to her soul. It took a number of minutes before Cami could push herself off the chair and stand up. She came over to me and took the strap-on harness off me. She told me to kneel. With the harness and dildo in her hands in front of my face, Cami told me to, “Lick it clean, Christine.” I did as she told me. I licked it thoroughly and slurped up all of Cami’s sweet pussy juices. She shoved it into my mouth for a few minutes, making me suck it, and even thrust it deep into my throat for a minute or so. When she pulled it out of my mouth, it was dripping with my saliva. “Do you want me to fuck you with this, Christine” Cami inquired, “or do you want to go to THE POLE?” Without hesitating a second, I eagerly answered, “THE POLE!” I had yet to come that night and really needed to. If Cami fucked me, with that dildo, I’d have one or more orgasms fairly quickly. However, I LOVED THE POLE! I knew that if I chose THE POLE, Cami would mercilessly torment me. She would tease me to the point where I wanted to beg and plead to come, BUT I wasn’t allowed to speak. She would drive me nearly out of my mind, before letting me come. I LOVED IT! Just thinking of the things Cami could do to me, sent delicious chills down my spine.

Cami’s living room is actually one long open rectangular room, consisting of a kitchen and laundry at one end. There is an eating area next to the kitchen, and the rest of it is the living room, at the other end. In the very center of the room, partially hidden by a table and lamp, which is surrounded by 2 chairs, is a 4” red metal pole that holds up a beam, which supports the roof above this 3rd floor apartment. Cami had moved the lamp, table and chairs out of the way. The metal support pole stood free and clear. Cami walked me to the pole. She removed the rope connecting my wrists to my leather collar, and then untied my wrists. Next, the leather collar was removed, along with that annoying egg vibe from my pussy, but the butt plug stayed in, and the clover clamps remained on my nipples. Cami backed me against the metal post, spread my ass cheeks and pushed me against the red pole, until I felt the base of my butt plug settle against it.. A long coil of rope was wound around my waist and the pole, lashing me tightly. My arms were drawn behind the red metal post. My wrists were snugly tied palm-to-palm. With another piece of soft cotton rope, Cami looped and cinched my arms, just above my elbows, until they were about 6” apart. Next, she used another long coil of rope to tightly bind my upper torso and arms to the pole. As the rope was pulled and wrapped, Cami carefully ran the rope over and under my tits. This squeezed and pushed my breasts up, compounding the exquisite burning pain radiating from my nipples. Cami ordered me to spread my legs, and buckled my ankles into a 3’ spreader bar, with the attached leather cuffs. Finally, Cami cleave gagged me, with a silk scarf, and blindfolded me. 

There I was, rigidly tied to my pole, waiting for whatever came next. Soft bluesy music played from Cami’s sound system. The silk scarf cleave gag did little to quell any sounds I might make. However it felt wonderful drawn tightly against my lips, and left enough of them available for some sensual kissing and sucking. I thought I looked pretty cute and sexy with a silk scarf cleave gag, whether I was clothed or naked. As I listened to the music, my mind flashed back to one of my teenage fantasies. I had wanted to be kidnapped by pirates, lashed to their ship’s mast, had my clothes ripped off and get screwed by the entire pirate crew. In all my years of playing bondage sex games, I never encountered anyone who had a pole in their home, where my fantasy might, at least, be partially fulfilled.

I guess I listened to 4 or 5 songs, so perhaps 15-20 minutes had passed. I was in my own mental world. I had no idea what Cami was doing, or where she was. With the music playing, she could have been standing right in front of me, and I wouldn’t have known it. Finally, I felt Cami’s warm lips kissing mine, over my cleave gag. We kissed intimately for several minutes, and Cami ran her tongue slowly over my exposed lips. She sensually sucked on my lower lip, ran a teasing finger through my slit, and was gone! I began wondering just how long my ordeal would last, or if I could take it, before Cami let me come. Maybe another 4 or 5 songs had played, when the clover clamp on my left nipple was quickly removed. Cami’s warm lips immediately captured my nipple, as searing pain shot through my whole breast, from the blood rushing back into that now super sensitized nub. She gently sucked my nipple, until I stopped wincing. I tried to prepare myself for the removal of the other clover clamp. When it came, I moaned with the pain, and Cami’s gentle sucking made it bearable. Then, she was gone!

I didn’t stand there as long this time, with my legs spread wide apart, before I felt Cami’s hot tongue licking its way up my left inner thigh, from just above my knee. She stopped at my outer labia lips, and repeated the tongue teasing on my other leg. I felt long slow licks along my entire slit, giving my clit a few little licks. I didn’t know just how aroused I was, until Cami plunged her tongue all the way into my cunt. She slowly taunted my love hole, with her tongue, for far too many sexually agonizing minutes. I was moaning as loud as I could into my cleave gag. I desperately needed to come. She withdrew her tongue and started over, licking and kissing her way up my inner thighs. Again she tongue fucked my love hole for several minutes, before capturing my swollen elongated clit with her lips. It was all I could do to stifle the urge to beg “please, please” through my gag. If I did, Cami would never let me come. Her sucking and licking, of my clit, was driving me crazy! I tried thrusting against her tongue. I felt the orgasm coming. I was almost there, when Cami stopped! I groaned in frustration. She left me breathless, hot and unfulfilled.

I’m sure I had been tied to that pole, for well over an hour, without coming. If I had chosen to have Cami fuck me with the penis dildo, I would have come long ago. Time passed slowly for me. The next thing I felt was something probing at the entrance to my vagina. It easily slipped into me. I guessed that Cami had the 8” Cyberskin penis dildo on her strap-on. She started fucking my cunt, just as I had done to her earlier. I was so wanting and needing that my 1st orgasm rocked me to my core in probably less than 5 minutes. Cami kept thrusting the dildo deep into me. She ravaged my cunt, with her artificial cock, and an even more shattering orgasm consumed me. But, Cami still didn’t stop! I thought I would pass out, from the intense spasms devouring my body, when the 3rd orgasm hit me. I screamed into my gag. My body shook violently, before slumping in my bonds. I did not pass out. My knees buckled, but the ropes binding me to the pole held me up. It took me quite a while to regain my senses and stand steadily on my feet. Cami was gone again.

The next thing I felt was Cami untying my cleave gag. She removed my blindfold, and stood in front of me with a big grin on her face. She went behind me into the kitchen, and brought back an enormous veined double headed penis dildo. Cami demonstrated for me. There was a 2” plastic center section, with the switch, that held the battery. Individual 9” X 2” diameter soft jelly dildos attached to the center plastic section. It was extremely flexible and easily bent into a “U” shape. “We’re going to try this new toy out,” Cami said. She attached the center section to one of the dildos and slipped it all the way inside her love hole. She took the other dildo and worked it deep into my cunt. She fucked me with it for about a minute, and then pulled it out. As she shoved it into my mouth, Cami said, “Here, try this.” She fucked my mouth with it, for a couple minutes, pushing it all the way into my throat. I tasted my own pussy juices, and felt its soft smooth deeply veined surface. She pulled the other dildo out of her pussy, and repeated, “Here, try this.” Cami’s half of the double penis dildo was thrust into my mouth. I got a reminder of Cami’s sweet pussy taste, as she again fucked my mouth for a couple minutes.

Cami reassembled the massive 20” double dildo. She easily pushed my half deep inside my pussy. She stepped very close to me, so that my protruding tits rubbed into Cami’s beautiful breasts. She bent the dildo and slipped her half into her pussy. By grabbing the pole behind me, Cami drew our bodies together. We started kissing. Over a 10-15 minute period, our kisses became deeper and more passionate. She would take a brief break and bend down to suck my nipples. Finally, Cami reached down between us and turned the double dildo vibe onto its highest setting. She again grabbed the pole behind me and tightly crushed our bodies together. We continued kissing, as the orgasms came. Sometimes we came together and sometimes individually. Our lips were locked together, plunging our tongues into each other’s mouths. I already had 4 orgasms, when Cami pulled out and stepped back on wobbly legs. I was totally spent, and if I hadn’t been lashed to the pole, I would have collapsed.

After we had recovered, Cami released me from all my bondage. I bent over and the butt plug, which I had totally forgotten, was plucked from my puckered rosy asshole. Cami told me to get ready for bed, and that I would be sleeping naked. When I returned from the bathroom, Cami buckled my wrists behind my back, using padded leather wrist cuffs. She helped me into bed. I laid on my side facing Cami, with our bodies together. Cami pulled a sheet over us, and I fell asleep almost immediately.

Saturday Morning - The March of Torment

I was startled awake by the beeping of an alarm clock. I was aware of a warm feeling in my pussy. Cami’s fingers were gently stroking my love hole. What a way to wake up! She pulled her fingers out and turned off the alarm. I saw that it was 6:00 AM! Nobody gets up that early on a Saturday morning! Cami helped me out of bed. I stretched my body, with my wrists still cuffed behind me, before she had me kneel by the side of her bed. First, I had to lick my pussy juices from her fingers. After that, Cami sat on the bed in front of me and spread her legs. “I told you that you would be required to eat my pussy many times this weekend,” Cami stated, “Now start my day off right!” Still a little groggy, I started to work on her pussy, with my tongue. It took me a little while to get into it, but by the time I finished, Cami had 2 body shaking orgasms. She got up from the bed, with a satisfied smile on her face and announced, “We’re going for a little walk this morning.”

Cami stood me up and tied a tight double strand crotch rope through my pussy. She used a long rope and knotted it in the center, behind my back. She took the 2 long ends and passed them between my legs. The 2 strands of rope were pulled extremely tight and knotted in front to my waist rope. The ropes were buried deep in my pussy and each strand was carefully positioned on either side of my clit. Next, Cami helped me into a pair of platform sandals. Finally, she took a terry beach rope out of her closet, draped it over my shoulders and buttoned it in front. My robe was extremely short, covering my pussy by only a few inches. Cami put on a pair of flip flops and a silk robe.

We marched out of her bedroom, down the hall and out her front door. Cami held my arm and helped me walk down 2 flights of stairs to the ground floor. Every step I took caused the crotch rope to rub my pussy lips and clit. We walked out the door into the parking lot, and then out to the sidewalk. She briskly marched me down the sidewalk, about 300’, to the corner. There was no one out at that hour, and we only saw one car go by. Then, we walked back. By the time we got back to Cami’s apartment building, I was walking a little funny and my poor clit felt chafed. Inside, Cami picked up her morning newspaper and we climbed the stairs. Going up the stairs in platform sandals was much more stimulating than going down the 2 flights. At the top of the stairs, Cami asked me, “Did you enjoy your morning outing, Christine?” I groaned, “YES.”  “Let’s do it again,” she quipped. We went down the 2 flights of stairs and climbed back up. I was whimpering and gasping by the time we reached Cami’s front door. I felt my pussy juices running down my legs, and my sensitive clit felt like it had been rubbed raw. Back in Cami’s bedroom, she took off my robe and pushed me on her bed on my back, with my wrists still cuffed behind me. She took off her robe, climbed on the bed and straddled my face. Cami lowered her pussy to my mouth. She made me eat her pussy twice, before climbing off the bed.

As she untied my crotch rope and let it lie between my splayed legs, Cami teased, “I bet you really want to come, Christine.” Of course I did. I desperately NEEDED to come, but I didn’t say anything. Cami taunted me, “Well, Christine, do you really want to come?” I nodded, yes. “You don’t seem very serious, Christine,” Cami mocked, “Your pussy sure looks like you want to come, but you will have to beg for it.” Besides her pussy juices all over my face, I’m sure I had a look of both desperation and frustration. I pleaded with her, “PLEASE, CAMI, PLEASE, let me come. This brought a smile to her face and she said, “I’ll make you come in less than 5 minutes!” THANK GOD!!!

Cami got between my legs and attacked my sensitive engorged clit. With slow teasing licks and gentle sucking, I think she made me come, with an electrifying orgasm, in about 3 minutes. She wasn’t finished with me, however. She sensually tongue fucked me, until I was writhing frantically. She finished me off by sucking hard on my clit, giving me a 2nd immense orgasm. Cami told me to lay their, while she got ready. I was exhausted. The spasms from my 2 orgasms continued to surge through my body. I closed my eyes and enjoyed all the wonderful sensations. About 15 minutes later, Cami came out of the bathroom in her robe. She got me up, removed the remainder of my crotch rope and freed my bound wrists. She told me to use the bathroom to wash up for breakfast in 15-20 minutes. No time for a shower. When I came out of the bathroom, I put on the terry beach robe that was waiting on the bed, and joined Cami in the kitchen.

Cami had made a delicious omelet, with ham and peppers and cheese. We had juice and coffee. She told me to drink plenty of coffee, because I was going to be up all night! As we ate, we talked mostly about our work. Cami regularly encountered some problems, from authors and artists, who wanted too much control over how her magazine portrayed their work. They should have been a little more grateful that their work was even accepted for publication, but this was crazy California, and everyone seemed to have attitude. I was in a much better situation, where people were coming to me, at the Foundation, with their hands out, looking for funding. All I had to do was treat them politely and in a professional business manner. I briefly glanced at the front page of her paper and read some in the sports section. I helped Cami do the dishes, and then she announced that it was time to get me ready, because some people were coming over! It was barely 8:30 AM on a Saturday morning and people were coming over???

Cami spread a terry beach blanket on the center of the living room carpet. She had me take off my robe and tied my wrists behind my back. She laid me down on my back in the center of the blanket. My legs were tied together, above my knees, and my ankles were also bound. She brought a little throw pillow to put under my head. As I lay there naked and bound, Cami walked around me a couple times, while leering down. She decided, “This will be fine.” Now let’s try this out!” She hiked up her silk robe and straddled my face for the 2nd time that morning. “Fuck my pussy deep, with your tongue, Christine,” After licking her labia lips thoroughly, along with a few slow licks to her clit, Cami’s cunt was open and ready for my tongue. I tongue fucked her slowly and meticulously, until she pressed herself harder against my mouth and commanded me to go deeper. While probing around in her vagina, my tongue encountered that magic little raised area. I had found Cami’s g-spot. All it took was a few little rubs of my tongue over that sensitive area, and she exploded into orgasm. Her pussy juices forcefully squirted into my mouth. I swallowed them and licked up the excess from her pussy and around my mouth. Cami demurely rose to her feet, allowing her robe to fall back around her. “I think that will work well,” thinking out loud. As Cami blindfolded me, she told me to lie still, not say a word and do whatever I say, or you will be punished. She played some soft jazz on her sound system, and said that she was going to get dressed. I heard her say, “Enjoy the music, Christine,” as she left the living room.

There I was bound and naked in the middle of her living room, and people were coming over. I listened to the music and felt a little self-conscious. I was startled back to reality when I heard the doorbell ring. Cami was ushering her guests in. I heard a woman’s voice thank Cami for letting them come over to see her slave. I sensed people walking around me, checking me out. They all settled on chairs or sofas around me and started talking, as if I wasn’t there. They were catching up on what they had been doing and what was new in their lives. I figured out that there were 3 women and a man there. Their conversation eventually turned to me. One of the women asked Cami how I was doing as her slave. Cami recounted the story of the game we played the previous night, with the ping pong ball. She told them everything she had me do, so far, including our little morning walk. Eventually, one of the women asked Cami if they could play with me! Now, I was feeling embarrassed and a little humiliated. I felt my face flush, but Cami eagerly gave them the go ahead. I felt people crowded around me on both sides. Hands were all over my body, caressing and squeezing me everywhere. Despite my apprehension, it felt wonderful and oh so sensual. Several people kissed me tenderly. My breasts were roughly squeezed and my nipples pinched and pulled.

Fingers probed in between my legs, and my pussy was rubbed. I was getting pretty aroused. I could feel the fingers sloshing around in my wet pussy. “Would you like to try her out?” I heard Cami ask. A woman gave a little shriek of glee and said, “YES, YES, I want to go first!” Either she wasn’t wearing panties or she did a really fast strip. It wasn’t even a minute from Cami’s go ahead, before I felt someone straddling my face. I heard Cami say, “Christine is very good at eating pussy, and does great blowjobs.” The 1st woman lowered her pussy to my mouth. Cami warned me, “Don’t embarrass me, Christine.” “Do a good job, Christine, or you will be severely punished!” While I was licking the 1st woman’s pussy, a finger slid into my slit to tease me. This spurred me on. The 1st woman was really loud. She moaned and did the “OHHH, Yes, Yes” a lot, until she shrieked with her orgasm. After she got off, another woman quickly took her place. Except for her heavy breathing and a little whimpering, the 2nd woman wasn’t very vocal. It took a lot of licking and tongue fucking, along with serious clit teasing and sucking, before she stiffened and gasped with a colossal orgasm.

I heard some whispering behind me. Soon 2 pairs of strong hands helped me get up and situated me on my knees. Someone grabbed my head and tilted it back. A 3rd pussy was pressed against my mouth. I really did enjoy eating pussy. I loved to tease their pussies to get a reaction from them. I eagerly set out licking this one. I took my time and had her responding in no time. She panted and mewed the whole time. Clearly, I had complete control of her pussy. I brought her to the brink twice, and backed off. Finally, I aggressively attacked her throbbing clit. I mercilessly teased it with my tongue and sucked it hard, causing her to erupt with a tremendous orgasm. It wasn’t long before I felt the man’s hard cock probing insistently at my mouth. I took his cock all the way into my mouth, and then drew back to lick it slowly all over. He was urging me on, anxious to get his dick back in my mouth. I bobbed, licked and sucked that cock, but he was desperate to come. He grabbed my head and drove his cock all the way in. He slammed his cock in and out, all the way into my throat, until he stiffened and started to spurt his cum. I sucked all the cum out of him and swallowed it. Maybe I was finished, unless Cami wanted me to eat her pussy again?

As the man I had just sucked off started kissing me, I heard Cami ask, “How did my little slave do?” “Shall we give her a little reward?” The man had 2 fingers in my pussy, while continuing to kiss me more deeply now. No one said anything, as the man plunged his tongue into my mouth, and vigorously finger fucked my cunt. I was so aroused and wet, that I thought I would come at any moment. Everyone must have just stood there and watched, as the man ravaged my mouth with kisses, and easily made me come, with a mind blowing orgasm that made me collapse onto my side on the blanket. Cami asked again, if anyone else wanted to reward me? The shreiky woman proclaimed that she wanted to eat my pussy. My ankles and knees were untied, and I was helped onto my back, on the terry beach blanket. My knees were lifted and spread wide apart. The woman’s mouth was on my fiery pussy. I wanted to come again, SOON! She was noisy and slurpy. She moaned all the time she licked. She gave my pussy long slow wet sloppy doggie licks. Between my flowing pussy juices and her saliva, I felt like I was dripping wet. She was good. She licked me all over, before plunging her tongue deep into my vagina. I was near begging to come, but I knew I couldn’t speak. At last, she concentrated on my screaming clit. It didn’t take her long to suck my clit and take me over the edge, with another spectacular orgasm.

As I laid on the blanket, I felt that I had done a great job on Cami’s guests, and probably wouldn’t be punished, although I secretly wanted Cami to punish me. The people mingled and talked around me for a little while, and then began saying their goodbyes. I thought I heard one of the women say, “See you tonight,” but, of course I had no idea what Cami had in store for me. Soon everyone was gone. Cami turned the music off, untied my wrists and removed my blindfold. “Did you have a good time this morning, Christine?” she asked. Although I still felt a little embarrassed by being on display and made to perform, I smiled and said, “YES!” Cami replied, “You did a good job, and we’re going out for lunch, as another reward!” She told me to take a good long shower and get ready to go out. Cami said that she would put out clothes for me to wear.

Cami and I did not shower together, but we shared her bathroom as we got ourselves ready to go out. While we did our hair and makeup, Cami told me about the restaurant we would go to for lunch. She told me that I would go with my wrists cuffed behind my back, but I did not have to wear a vibe in my pussy or crotch rope. Out in her bedroom, I found the clothes I was to wear. There was a black halter top, a pair of purple satin panties and a short sexy black miniskirt that hung on my hips. We both wore sensible sandals for walking. Cami wore matching blue short shorts and halter top, and we both showed a lot of bare skin. When we were ready to leave, Cami buckled my wrists behind my back, with padded leather cuffs. She told me that despite my bondage, I could talk freely, until we returned to her apartment. We walked down to the same corner that I marched to that morning. We turned the corner and walked 3 short blocks to a quaint family pizzeria. As we walked, I saw quite a number of young people out in the neighborhood. We talked about the types of music we liked and our favorite singers and bands. Our outfits were not out of place for California on a Saturday morning. We got a lot of looks from guys, who were probably ogling our bodies, and not necessarily my bound wrists. A couple of girls in bikinis skated by us, heading for a park across the street.

In the pizzeria, we sat in an old fashioned high back wooden booth. I slid in and Cami sat next to me. They had small individual 6” pizzas. I ordered one with chicken, olives and pineapple, along with a Coke. Although the place wasn’t packed, our waitress seemed a bit frazzled. She barely looked at us when she took our order, and simply plopped it in front of us about 20 minutes later, when our order was ready. My pizza came quartered and Cami had great fun feeding it to me. She decided to order a cannoli for us to split for dessert. The cheese filling was coming out both ends and was sprinkled with chocolate bits. We were laughing as she fed it to me. The filling got all over my face. I was pinned in the corner of the booth, and Cami moved in on me. She licked the filling from around my mouth and fed it to me, with her tongue. Soon, we were kissing. Cami slipped one hand under my skirt, to rub my pussy through my panties, while her other hand pinched and pulled my nipples, until they were as hard as a rock. After about 10 minutes, Cami broke it off. She paid the check at the cashier on our way out.

Saturday Afternoon - Intruders!!!

On the walk back to Cami’s apartment, she teased and taunted me, with all the things she might do to me, when we got back. I goaded her as much as possible. I was aroused from our little makeout session in the pizzeria, and was ready for anything she might do with me, or force me to do. When we got back inside her apartment, Cami told me to go on ahead to her bedroom, while she locked up and put the mail down on a table in the entrance hallway. As I approached her bedroom door, a man in a ski mask came out. He grabbed me, put one hand tightly over my mouth and called out, “There’s one more of them out here!” Three more men in ski masks poured out of Cami’s bedroom and went after her.

My captor held me tight from behind, with one hand around my waist, and the other covering my mouth. He wrestled me back down the hall and into the living room. The other 3 men in ski masks had captured Cami. She was lying on her stomach on the floor, and they were all over her. Cami had a ballgag buckled in her mouth, and they were tying her wrists and elbows behind her back. I was dragged over to the 2 card tables holding all our weekend bondage equipment. With Cami secured, one of the other men in ski masks came over to me. He pulled my hair and forced a ballgag into my mouth. It was tightly buckled behind my head. I was hustled out into the center of the room near Cami, where my ankles were tied together. By now, Cami was up on her feet. Her ankles were also tied, and all she could do was feebly struggle. My 2 captors surrounded me, and began manhandling me. One of them said, “We’ve got a couple lezzies here.” “LET’S HAVE SOME FUN WITH THEM!” As I struggled and moaned my protests into my gag, they roughly felt me up all over. From behind, one of them ran his hands up and down my legs. The other man caressed my bare torso and roughly squeezed my tits. They alternately ran their hands under my skirt and rubbed my pussy through my panties. I saw that Cami was getting the same sort of treatment.

My halter top was untied and quickly removed. So rough was the assault on my bare breasts, that I nearly toppled over backwards. The man behind me relentlessly rubbed my pussy, through my panties. My bare breasts were squeezed hard and my nipples pinched and pulled out as far as they would go. Cami’s captors had already removed her top, and were pulling down her shorts and panties at the same time. My 2 captors again switched positions. The one in front of me continued to abuse my tits, while the guy behind me loosened and pulled down my skirt around my ankles. I felt how wet my panties had become, as the stroking of my pussy continued. Soon, my panties were pulled down around my ankles. Now my captors concentrated on sucking and biting my nipples, while their fingers probed my wet cunt. Cami loudly moaned into her gag and shook her head no, as her 2 captors assaulted her naked body.

We were forced to our knees and our gags were removed. One of Cami’s captors dropped his jeans and boxers, and forced his hard cock into her mouth. Her other captor grabbed her bound wrists and pulled them up behind her, causing her to lean into the cock that stuffed her mouth. After my 2 captors had removed their pants and shorts, they crowded on either side of me. They took turns, and twisted my head from side to side, making me alternately suck their cocks. After perhaps 15-20 minutes of this, one of them stepped in front of me. He grabbed my head. He fucked my mouth hard and deep, while his cohort held my wrists rigidly behind my back. Eventually, he grunted and came deep in my throat. As he withdrew his cock, and I swallowed his cum, I noticed that Cami was already sucking the cock of her other captor. I barely had a chance to catch my breath, when my other captor quickly stepped in front of me and shoved his cock into my mouth. It had become a little flaccid, while he watched me suck off his partner. However, it quickly became rigid, while he held it deep in my throat. He grabbed my hair and pounded my mouth, with his big thick cock. When he finally came, he seemed to spurt cum in my throat forever. When he had finished, he pushed me over onto my side on the carpet. Cami had finished sucking off her 2nd captor, and was still kneeling watching me.

One of my captors, who seemed to be their leader, said, “Let’s see how these lezzies do it.” Cami was pushed onto her back. They took off her sandals, untied her ankles and peeled off her shorts and panties. Each of her captors grabbed one of her legs, held it straight up in the air and then spread them wide apart. I was turned onto my stomach. My 2 captors grabbed my bound arms and dragged me across the carpet. They plopped my face on Cami’s pussy. Their leader commanded me to, “Eat her pussy, lezzie.” I started in kissing and licking Cami’s slit, and after only a few minutes, Cami faked an orgasm. I knew she hadn’t come, and it didn’t fool the guys in the ski masks either. The 2 men holding her legs pulled them wider apart, until Cami screamed from the pain. “Hey bitch,” their leader snarled, “Do you want me to shove my fist up your cunt?” Cami meekly shook her head, no. Their leader forced my mouth back onto Cami’s pussy, and held it there, while my other captor pulled my bound wrists higher up behind my back. I licked Cami’s pussy thoroughly, and then spent some time tongue fucking her love hole. Cami was genuinely responding to my tongue. I moved my tongue to her clit, swirling it around and around her sensitive nub, before licking it. Cami was whimpering and moaning by now. I knew she wanted to come and was more than ready. When I sucked her swollen clit, it took her over the top. She cried aloud, as her whole body shook. The 4 men cheered mockingly.

While Cami recovered, 3 of the men prepared me for what was next. They pulled me upright by my bound arms, and then sat me on the floor. While one of them held me, another removed my shoes, untied my ankles and pulled off my skirt and panties, which had been down around my ankles. The 3rd man brought over a silk scarf and blindfold from where the bondage equipment was laid out. He strapped the blindfold over my eyes. Next, he stuffed my soaked purple satin panties into my mouth, and cleave gagged me with the folded silk scarf. I was pushed onto my back, and my legs were grabbed and held upright and spread. I heard some protesting sounds coming from Cami, but soon felt her mouth on my pussy. One of the men ordered, “Eat her pussy, and no messing around, or you’ll really be sorry!” I wasn’t going to try and fake an orgasm. Eating Cami’s pussy had aroused me a little, and I knew she would make me come, despite our audience. While Cami lapped at my pussy, the men chided her to go faster. I sensed that one of them had bent down real close and was checking on what she was doing. “Stick your tongue in her cunt and fuck her!” I heard one of them say. Cami did just that, before concentrating on my clit. I blotted the onlookers out of my mind, because now I actually wanted to get my release, even if it was for an audience. I gasped in relief, when Cami finally took me over that peak of pleasure. Again, the men shouted their approval and laughed at us.

My legs were released, and I clenched my knees together and rolled onto my side. I don’t know how long I laid there on the floor, bound, gagged and blindfolded, coming down from my orgasm. I was startled, when I was roughly grabbed by my bound arms and stood up. They walked me a short way, and I was forced to bend over the back of a piece of furniture. A few minutes later I heard Cami’s muffled protests, as she was bent over next to me. I had become disoriented, but knew that we were bent over one of Cami’s sofas. The next thing I felt was a rigid cock being forced into my pussy. My soaked panties in my mouth muffled my protests. I heard skin slapping against skin and knew that Cami was being fucked next to me. He fucked me hard and fast. He never varied his rhythm, but just kept smashing his cock into my pussy. Sometime during his assault, I had a small orgasm, but he kept battering away at my pussy. When he finally came, he buried his cock deep inside me. I could feel his cock twitch as he spurted his cum.

It seemed that almost as fast as the 1st guy pulled his cock out of me, another bigger cock was buried deep inside me. Someone grabbed my bound wrists, from in front of me, and pulled my arms up towards my head, forcing me to bend over further. The guy, with his cock in my cunt, kicked my legs wider apart, and I hit one of Cami’s feet. He started slowly, with little short strokes. Then, he picked up the pace. After maybe 10 minutes, he paused, holding just the head of his penis inside me, to reach over and play with my breasts. Maybe, it was because of the walk back from the pizzeria, when I primed myself for whatever Cami chose to do with me. Then, maybe, it was the rough treatment by the guys in the ski masks, and sucking off 2 of them, had oddly aroused me more. Or, maybe, Cami’s eating my pussy, and the stimulation from the guy who just fucked me, had me pretty worked up. The 2nd guy teased me, with his huge cock, for perhaps another 10 minutes, with long slow deeply penetrating strokes. Anyway, that was my undoing. OH GOD! HIS COCK WAS SO BIG! AND, IT FELT SOOOOOO GOOD!  I couldn’t help myself! I felt an orgasm coming on, and I involuntarily thrust my hips back at him, to meet every stroke he plunged into me. Finally, he succumbed to his own needs, and plundered my cunt, with deep fast hard strokes, until we both came with mammoth orgasms. 

My body collapsed over the back of the sofa, and I sucked air through my nose. After the 2nd guy pulled out, he got me upright and walked me around the sofa. I was pushed backwards onto a sofa cushion, where I bounced and bumped into Cami. We sat there side by side, with Cami’s head on my shoulder, while my body still reeled from that last orgasm. Our muffled attempts at communication were futile. I heard the men come back into the living room, from wherever they had been. Two pairs of hands grabbed my bound arms and pulled me up. Still blindfolded and gagged, I was led away. I guessed we were headed for one of the 3 bedrooms in the apartment. One of them literally picked me up, with one arm behind my back and the other under my knees, and plopped me onto my back on a bed. My ankles were grabbed and spread. My legs were tied so wide apart that it was almost painful. Fingers roughly probed my pussy. I think the fingers, from 2 or 3 different hands, were in me at the same time. Someone said, “She’s really hot now, are you ready?” Damn it, I WAS ready, even if they weren’t! I didn’t care anymore. All I wanted was a cock fucking me again.

I felt someone climb onto the bed. A pair of large hands caressed my inner thighs. Then, I felt him ease himself over me, and he easily slid his cock into my waiting pussy. I had gotten my wish. In fact, before it was all over, all 4 of the men in ski masks fucked me, some more than once. AND, I fucked them all back. All my inhibitions were gone. I hadn’t expected the oversexed slut in me to come out that weekend, but it took over my mind. I just wanted to come and come and come some more. The 1st guy didn’t last very long. Without a word, he started pumping away at a moderate pace, which he steadily kept up for perhaps 10 minutes. Suddenly, his urge to come took over. I was enjoying this, and easily keeping up with him, matching him thrust for thrust. For the last 2-3 minutes, I couldn’t keep pace. I laid there moaning into my gag, and let him do all the work, while I enjoyed the sensations taking me to another orgasm. He just furiously rammed his cock in and out of me, without going deep, until he took me along with him in a fabulous orgasm. He shot his load, while making loud satisfying grunts of relief. I laid there greedily enjoying my slutty self, while the pulses from that orgasm continued to shoot to my brain, until I got my breathing back to normal. The 1st guy was gone.

Next, I felt hands on my breasts. He played with them nicely for about 5 minutes. It felt wonderful, but he didn’t lick or suck them. He just squeezed and kneaded my tits and ran his thumbs over my taught nipples. He got on the bed and used his fingers to be sure my love hole was ready for him. After he climbed over me and entered me, he fucked me for 10-15 minutes, and stopped, with his cock buried as far into me as he could get it. I had been moaning and gasping the whole time into my gag. When he stopped, I whined in protest. He held me tight and motionless for a couple moments, with our pelvises touching. Then, he twitched. It wasn’t like a thrust, but just the slightest rubbing of our pelvises together, and his cock shifted a bit in my vagina. He moved again and again. His rough pubic hairs were rubbing my clit. He moved faster and faster, grinding more than thrusting, while his cock remained buried in my cunt. I was pinned down and couldn’t thrust my hips, but the sensations drove me wild. I groaned with every movement, and wanted to scream, “FUCK ME, FUCK ME!” As he went faster, his cock made short little thrusts of an inch or so. He slammed into my pussy and pelvis, until I let loose with a series of guttural screams from my throat, signaling my shuddering orgasm. He stiffened and groaned loudly. I felt his hot cum gushing into me.

He collapsed on my body, crushing me to the bed and just sucked air for several minutes. It took me longer to recover and catch my own breath. All my nerves tingled and my pussy felt like it was on fire. I was still panting, when I realized that he was already hard as a rock again and still buried to the hilt in my cunt. I don’t know which of us moved first, but we started slowly thrusting at each other. Just little plunges at first, growing faster and longer. I was nearly delirious, moaning and whimpering pitifully. We bounced on the bed, as he hammered into me. I screamed hysterically, when the massive orgasm hit me. Simultaneously, he groaned loudly and shot his wad of cum. When he finished, he pulled out, patted me on the thigh, and he was gone. I laid there bound and spread for some time. I felt euphoric, and basked in the afterglow of those 2 orgasms. For the 1st time that weekend, I felt like I had been thoroughly fucked.

As I began to wonder if there would be more, I felt someone else climb on the bed, between my legs. The head of a hard cock nudged at the opening to my love hole, and finally slipped inside me. I felt no other bodily contact between us. He must have been holding his body off mine, with his arms. He fucked me fast for several minutes, before stopping. It was a little taunting pause with his cock still inside me. He repeated this 5 or 6 times. By the 3rd time, I needed to come again badly. I moaned and thrust my hips frantically; to urge him on and finish me off, each time he paused to frustrate me. Finally, when his need to come was too much for him, he thumped away at me, as fast and as deep as he could go, until we burst into a torrid orgasm together. I couldn’t quite make anything out, when someone whispered from outside the bedroom door. The 3rd guy, still inside me, quickly pulled out and got off the bed.

I had no time to recover or think. The 4th guy was on me right away. He positioned himself so that his cock was lying along my open exposed slit. While he slid it back and forth, he kissed me over my cleave gag. He traced his tongue over my exposed lips, and then gently sucked on my lower lip. While still rubbing his cock along my slit, he licked and sucked my nipples. His huge cock easily slid into my love hole. It was that magnificent cock that felt so good, when he fucked me earlier in the living room. He fucked me slowly, seemingly forever. I thought I would die or pass out if I didn’t come again soon. After perhaps another 5 minutes, he rapidly battered my cunt, until we convulsed and groaned in a magnificent orgasm. When he finished coming, he pulled his shrinking cock out of me, and again positioned it along my slit. While he lazily rubbed it along the entrance to my love hole and clit, he nibbled on my nipples. As he sucked hard on my nipples, his cock grew hard again. I was lost in myself, enjoying what he was doing to me. Without warning, he shoved that huge cock deep inside me. He ravaged me hard and fast. I screamed as loud as I could, into my gag, from the sheer intensity of the orgasm that overwhelmed my whole body. I guess that I didn’t even notice that he had come too, and was twitching and pumping every last drop of his cum. When he finished, he pulled that wonderful cock out of my cunt, kissed me passionately over my gagged mouth and whispered, “I hope you had fun this afternoon!”

What did that mean? He was gone. All 4 of the men in ski masks had fucked me senseless. I felt wonderful. My pussy tingled and throbbed. Spasms from my last orgasms still ran through my body to my brain. I was blindfolded and cleave gagged, with my own sopping panties still stuffed in my mouth. I was lying on a bed totally naked, with my hands cuffed behind my back and my legs tied wide apart. Maybe I was somewhat dazed by the whole experience. I was over-thinking everything. In the back of my mind, I had this thought that maybe this whole thing was setup by Cami as part of my Weekend of Submission, and what had become of Cami? What had they been doing to her all this time? But, my mind couldn’t get away from thinking about those cocks and orgasms. All of them were wonderful! However, #2’s technique and #4’s huge cock were the best, and I wouldn’t mind having them fuck me again. I don’t know how long I laid there. I felt another person climbing on the bed. Would there be more? I could easily go some more!

A sweet soft tongue started licking my pussy. My labia lips were still engorged and open, and my clit was swollen and throbbing. I felt the swish of hair along my thighs. It was Cami. Why was she loose? Cami wouldn’t have to work hard to get me off. After a short tongue fucking, she concentrated on my clit. I was easy prey. Some slow licks over my elongated clit, followed by some serious sucking of that sensitive nub, she took me to new heights of pleasure and a body shuddering orgasm. As Cami removed my blindfold, she asked if I had fun that afternoon. My gag was still in, so I eagerly nodded my head, yes. As Cami removed my cleave gag, and fished my soaked panties out of my mouth, she said, “I thought you would like something like that this afternoon!” While Cami released my tied legs and bound wrists, she told me to take 15-20 minutes to cleanup and refresh myself. She had a special surprise in store for me. Could anything top what I had experienced that afternoon?

Saturday Afternoon - Is This Art?

I used the bathroom and cleaned myself up. When I came back into Cami’s bedroom, she was waiting for me. Again, my wrists were buckled behind my back, using the padded leather wrist cuffs. She had me sit on the edge of her bed and lie back. Cami tied my legs apart to the corner posts at the foot of her bed. Then, she made a phone call. Just 3 words were spoken, “We are ready.” Cami produced 2 of those beige oval eye patches, and affixed one over each of my eyes.. They were the type with adhesive all around the edge that just covered your eye. Each eye patch had huge blankly staring eyeballs drawn on with black marker. The doorbell rang. I could hear the voices of 2 excited women coming down the hall towards Cami’s bedroom. Within a few moments, they were doing something around my pussy. Cami was on the bed beside me, idly playing with my breasts, and told me to just lie still. I caught the faint medicinal smell of alcohol. Whatever they were doing down there was over in a few minutes. Cami commanded, “Don’t move!” and then to the women, “We’ll setup in the living room.”

About 10 minutes later, they came for me. They untied my legs and walked me, I guessed, into the living room. We stopped, when I was standing on some kind of plastic sheeting. I had no idea of what was going on, or what would happen. Cami told me to spread my legs, and they buckled my ankles into the 3’ spreader bar. The familiar feel of Cami’s 3’ aluminum bondage yoke, being buckled around my neck, came next. My bound wrists were released, but were quickly buckled into the cuffs at the ends of the 3’ bondage yoke. They tied my hair up in a ponytail. Tight wide rubber bands were snapped onto the base of each of my tits. The initial pain screamed through my body. My breasts felt like heavy taught rounded water balloons. Music was played on the sound system, and the women began to sing and hum along. I felt something wet on my left inner thigh, right next to my pussy. Then, I felt something wet on my back. Finally, something wet ran around my parted lips. They laughed and even giggled, as they worked. There were discussions about where things should go and what colors to use. THEY WERE PAINTING MY BODY!

I must have stood there, nearly motionless, in a spreader bar and bondage yoke, unable to see anything, for an hour or more. They painted on my legs, arms, ass, pussy, stomach, back, tits and face. Finally, something was stuck over my nose. When they had finished, there were exuberant murmurs of approval. I heard the unmistakable clicks of a camera, from all sides. They released me from the bondage yoke and spreader bar. Still blinded by the eye patches, with my tits bulging and burning, they undid my ponytail and fluffed my hair. Cami told me to pose in several positions, while the camera clicked away. I could only imagine how those huge blank eyes drawn on the eye patches looked. Of course, I had no idea what I looked like. The camera finally stopped clicking. A surge of pain pulsed through my breasts, when the rubber bands were removed and blood flow in my breasts returned to normal. The object over my nose was removed.

I was led away. I guessed we were in Cami’s bathroom. The shower was turned on, and Cami helped me into it. She soaped me up and rinsed me off, and then did it a 2nd time. Cami proclaimed that I was clean, removed the eye patches and told me to wash my hair. She said that I could take my time and get ready, because we were going out for dinner. There was no sign of the paint they put on my body. I shampooed and conditioned my hair and rinsed it. I reached out of the shower for a towel, dried my hair off and wrapped the towel around my head. I stepped out of the shower and grabbed another towel. While I was drying my body off, I glanced at myself in the full length mirror behind the closed bathroom door. It was then that I saw IT!!! IT was right there on my cleanly shaved mons. IT WAS A FUCKING TATOO!!! They had tattooed my mons! It was a big fucking PINK TONGUE, with the tip almost touching the hood over my clit! THAT’S NOT ALL! Emblazoned in black letters, on the pink tongue, were the words “EAT ME!” I grabbed a washcloth and tried to rub it off, but it wouldn’t come off. It was one of those ink transfer tattoos. I was instantly pissed, but after a few minutes I started to laugh. That was a great prank. I began to think about who I would show it off to, and wondered how my lovers would react to it.

When I finished in the bathroom, I came out into Cami’s bedroom. I found my clothes waiting on her bed. I heard voices and laughter coming from the living room. I put on my black g-string and bra. The panties did hide my tattoo. I donned a long sleeved print silk blouse and black skinny jeans. They hid the leftover rope marks on my wrists and ankles, from the bondage I was in that day. When I was ready, I went out into the living room to find Cami and 2 other women. I was introduced to Mary and Jessica. Mary was maybe a few years older. She was a tiny young woman, barely 5’0” tall, with intense brown eyes, very short curly sandy brown hair, and small nose and large lips. She had a nice well proportioned figure and dressed casually. She was an artist, illustrator, and waitress.

Jessica was around my age. She was about 5’6” a sophisticated raven haired beauty, fiery green eyes, creamy skin, short styled hair, maybe a few pounds too heavy (she says), but nice long legs and good figure. She was an assistant manager at an upscale art gallery, just off Rodeo Drive in Beverly Hills. Both had been art majors, and shared an apartment in the building. They hugged each other, as we stood and talked, and were definitely lesbians. As soon as I could work it into the conversation, I asked about the pictures they took of me all painted up. They said, “Later!” but told me that my tattoo would wash off in 2-3 weeks.

The conversation was friendly and good natured, as we left Cami’s apartment. We got into her car and drove about 10 minutes to a restaurant bar. The emphasis was on shared plates, tapas and appetizers. We ordered 3 appetizers and a bottle of wine. Then, we ordered another bottle of wine and a plate of assorted tapas. It wasn’t until we were sipping coffee, that Mary took a stack of pictures out of her purse. Cami advised me again to drink plenty of coffee, because I would likely be up most of the night. The women all smiled, when Mary handed me the stack of photos. As I looked at the artwork they had painted on my naked body, Cami confessed that she had a limited artistic sense in her magazine job, but that she couldn’t draw worth a damn. Cami admitted that she had painted my face, arms and tits, while Mary and Jessica had painted the rest of my body. There was no way that anyone could have recognized me, either in the bound or posed photos, unless they were specifically told who the person was in the photos. There were full length and waist up photos of me in the bondage yoke and spreader bar, as well as one picture from the side that emphasized my bulging bound breasts. The other photos were the posed shots, both full length and waist up, of my front and back, plus some close-ups. Finally, there were 2 pictures of the artwork on my legs.

Cami had drawn a clown face on me. I had huge red oversized lips and red spots on my cheeks. She had painted a large black mask around my blank staring eye patch eyes, with a strap that went up to my hairline. The thing that was placed over my nose was, of course, a big round green ball. The sides of my upper arms, near my shoulders, were painted in blue, with the male and female sex symbols. The rest of my arms were decorated with rings and geometric designs in various colors. My tits were eye popping. They were already bright red swollen globes, from the tight rubber bands snapped around their base. Cami had started at my nipples, and painted a yellow spiral on each breast, going back to the rubber band at their base. Jessica had painted 2 sexual scenes, with naked people, one across my abdomen, and the other over my back. Across my torso was a scene of a blonde (yellow paint) woman lying on her back, with her legs spread. A black haired woman was kneeling, bent over, and eating the blonde’s pussy. A blonde haired man was kneeling and fucking the black haired woman from behind.

On my back was a mural of a black haired man standing, while a blonde woman knelt in front of him, with her hands bound behind her back, sucking the guy’s big red cock. In a close-up photo, I saw that Jessica had painted big red hearts on each of my ass cheeks. Around one heart, in black letters, were the words “I” and “2FUCK.” So, it read “I LOVE (heart) 2FUCK.” On the other ass cheek it read “I LOVE (heart) 2EAT PUSSY!” Mary had painted a black g-string on me that covered my tattoo. The thin strings went around my hips and disappeared into my ass crack. The most spectacular artwork was Mary’s creation on my legs. Starting at each ankle, and winding around each leg, up to my pussy, was a big green snake! There was a black stripe along the back of each snake, and each had yellow spots all over their bodies. The head of each snake was right up next to my pussy, and their long red tongues flicked out at my outer labia lips.

*Author’s Note - With my permission, Jessica and Mary had some of these photos up on Facebook for awhile. They also posted some of the bound photos of me on a few bondage websites that displayed bound art. Finally, some posed photos of me were posted on websites that displayed erotic body art. You may have seen them, and they may still be floating around the Net.

When we got back to Cami’s apartment, everyone took a bathroom break. Cami told me to get naked and assume my kneeling position in the center of the living room. It was just past 9:30 PM. The 3 women emerged naked several minutes later. Cami tied my wrists crossed behind my back, and asked, “Christine, don’t you owe Jessica and Mary a BIG thank you for their fine artwork on your body?” I eagerly said, YES!!!” “Well then,” Cami replied, “You need to lick their pussies and give them GREAT orgasms!” Mary stepped in front of me and presented her pussy for licking. She had trimmed her bush a little for a bikini, but retained most of her pubic hair. Her pussy juices had a sweet tangy taste. I licked and teased her pussy, getting her pretty worked up. Mary was shaking and her knees wobbled. Finally, she sank to the floor on her back and spread her legs. I leaned over, between her legs, and pounced on her pussy. Immediately, I went for her now swollen clit. It took only a couple minutes of swirling and licking, with my tongue, for Mary to cry out and spasm. But, I didn’t stop. I tongue fucked her love hole, until she implored me to finish her off. I didn’t bother to lick her clit again, but just captured it with my lips and sucked her to an even more intense orgasm.

Jessica chose to sit on a chair for her “thank you” licking. I crept over to her on my knees and buried my head between her legs. She had left a little tuft of her lustrous black pubic hair, just above the hood over her clit, but was otherwise cleanly shaved. Her pussy had a moderately musky taste. Her gorgeous pink pussy lips were open and waiting for my tongue. I think nearly 10 minutes after I started on her, Jessica moaned, “OH GOD! I NEED TO COME, Christine!” I plunged my tongue in and out of her love hole and soon found her g-spot. When I rubbed it a few times, Jessica groaned and cried out, with her 1st orgasm. Her pussy juices squirted into my mouth. After I swallowed everything that wasn’t dribbling down my chin, I moved my tongue to her clit. While I licked that sensitive nub, Jessica squirmed and yelled, “NO, NO, NO!” But, she kept her legs spread open, so I knew she didn’t mean it. I teased her just to the point of that hot molten wave of bliss, and paused. Jessica screamed, “OH GOD, OH GOD, PLEASE DON’T STOP!!!” When I resumed, I sucked her clit, and Jessica quickly lurched and spasmed, as her gigantic orgasm consumed her entire body.

While I had my face buried between Jessica’s legs, I hadn’t noticed what had been going on in the room. Little petite Mary had Cami under her complete control. Cami was kneeling on the floor, with her back to me. Her hands were bound behind her back, and she had a red ballgag buckled in her mouth. I saw a vibrator remote lying on the floor beside her, and noticed that she had a crotch rope tied around her waist and buried in her ass crack. Mary and Jessica grabbed me and walked me over to the card tables, where the bondage equipment was laid out. They buckled a ballgag into my mouth. I was ordered to spread my legs, and Mary took my 8” vibrator off a table and worked it deep into my love hole. Jessica used a long rope to tie a tight double stranded crotch rope between my legs, anchoring the vibe deep inside me. They had me face Cami and kneel down. I had to walk on my knees, until my knees touched Cami’s knees. Our pelvises and breasts were touching. Jessica and Mary took a long rope and wound it tightly around our waists, mashing and holding Cami and I together. Another long rope was wound around our upper arms, holding them tightly to our bodies and crushing our breasts together. Finally, each of my spread legs was tied firmly, above my knees, to Cami’s opposite leg. In this tight bondage, we had to kneel upright, but the ballgags prevented us from kissing. Mary turned our vibrator’s remotes on a low setting and teased, “You 2 girls enjoy each other, while I play with Jessica.”

I looked Cami in the eyes, and shrugged and shook my head, no. Neither of us was going to get off with the vibes at this setting. We were bound prisoners to the torment. While Cami’s back was to the room, I could see everything that was going on. I could also see the clock in the kitchen. Mary buckled the 2” leather bondage collar around Jessica’s neck. She tied Jessica’s wrists crossed in front of her. Then, she lifted Jessica’s bound wrists up over her head and tied them to a ring in the back of the bondage collar. Cami was grunting and drew my attention back to her. Her vibe was getting to her, and she was struggling, trying to get off. I struggled and thrust against her, but it was impossible. Mary was sitting on a chair, with her legs spread, and Jessica’s head was buried in her pussy. My vibe was getting to me, and I made a concerted effort to struggle and try to get off. My double crotch rope was pinching my clit, but after 5 minutes, I gave up. It was hopeless. When Jessica finished eating Mary’s pussy, Mary came over to the card tables. She picked up a suede flogger, and stopped to turn Cami’s and my vibes up to high, pausing to say, “HAVE FUN GIRLS!”

Jessica was standing in the center of the living room. Her wrists were bound behind her neck, and her whole naked body was exposed to Mary’s whim and the flogger. As I heard the 1st WHACKS of the flogger, my pussy called to me. The vibrator in my cunt was beginning to drive me crazy. My clit was buzzing from the crotch rope, and Cami was urgently bucking against me. The sensations coming from my pussy made me thrust back at Cami. After a few minutes, Cami screamed into her gag and slumped against me, with her 1st orgasm. I had more of her weight against me now, but I couldn’t stop. I strained and groaned, doing everything I could to make that crotch rope rub my clit harder. Finally, the waves came over me, and I shrieked into my gag. My 1st orgasm hit me so suddenly and violently that I almost toppled us over. I could feel Cami starting on another orgasm, and I quickly joined her. We were grinding our pelvises together, urging each other on, as we moaned and panted uncontrollably. My 2nd intense orgasm hit me as suddenly as my 1st. I groaned loudly and the spasms shot through my body. Cami came again, right after me, and we enjoyed our orgasms together. During that short lull, I glanced over Cami’s shoulder to see what Mary was doing to Jessica. I had been faintly aware of the whacking sounds from Mary’s flogger. Most of Jessica’s creamy skin was now flaming pink. She had no gag, but whimpered softly and WAS BEGGING FOR MORE!!! I couldn’t believe what I heard!

Mary came over to us and turned off our vibes. She bent down and removed our ballgags saying, “While I finish with Jessica, you two can have a little more intimate time together!” Mary gave Cami and me a couple little swats on our asses, with her flogger, and turned our vibes back on high. We immediately started kissing and never stopped. As we kissed, we could feel how each other was responding to our vibrators, and when we were getting close to coming. It was so intimate and sensual. We kissed slowly at first. As our orgasms built within us, our kisses got deeper and more insistent. When we came, we had to break off the kisses for fear of biting one another’s tongue. Cami and I each had 2 more body shattering orgasms, before Mary came back to turn off our vibrators and release us from our bondage. We had been tied together for nearly an hour an it was 11:15 PM.

Mary untied the 2 long ropes holding Cami and I together, as well as the 2 ropes binding our legs. Cami’s wrists were freed, and the crotch rope and vibrator removed from her pussy. Mary said, “It’s getting late. Are we still going to do Christine?” “Absolutely,” Cami replied, “Christine has to look like a punished slave, too!” I didn’t know what all this meant, but then I looked at Jessica, still standing and watching, with her wrists tied, behind her neck, to the leather collar. Every inch of Jessica’s body, that I could see, from her shoulders to her ankles, was a bright fiery red. I was quickly stood up and told to spread my legs. They buckled my ankles into the 3’ spreader bar. Next, the 3’ aluminum bondage yoke was buckled around my neck. My wrists were released from behind my back, but immediately fastened to the cuffs at the ends of the bondage yoke. I knew what was coming. I dreaded it a little, but mostly couldn’t wait for it to begin.

During the other time that I was flogged by Cami and her roommates, I was gagged and blindfolded, but didn’t wear a vibrator and crotch rope. Mary picked up my vibe’s remote and set it to the lowest tormenting setting. Cami stood in front of me and Mary behind me, each with a suede flogger in their hands. The blows started. Cami whipped my breasts, while Mary beat my ass. As I braced myself, sharp stinging pain shot through my body. For at least 5 minutes they concentrated on my tits and ass. Tears filled my eyes and I whimpered softly. Cami and Mary changed tactics. They randomly thrashed my entire body high and low, from my ankles up to my shoulders. It happened quickly for me this time. The pain radiating from my nipples and breasts, along with the burning sensations from my ass, began to arouse me even more than the anguishing stimulation, from the vibrator in my cunt. After maybe 10 minutes of this, Mary and Cami took a break to admire their work. I looked down to see that my breasts were bright red. The rest of my front had blotchy bright pink areas, from where they had struck me.

Cami and Mary pointed out the areas that they needed to concentrate on. Mary suggested that after that was accomplished; they should go over my whole body one more time, because I wasn’t red enough. They resumed their work. While they whacked away at the previously untouched areas of my body, the pain only registered in a little corner at the back of my brain. Instead, wonderful feelings of pleasure, from my pussy, flooded my mind. I started rocking my body, with the blows, trying to get the crotch rope to rub my clit. Cami and Mary started their final “once over” at my shoulders, and systematically walloped every inch of my body, down to my bound ankles. I was moaning with desire, closed my eyes and vigorously thrust at the crotch rope, because my nee to come became urgent. As I humped away at the crotch rope, Mary and Cami swished their floggers against my spread inner thighs. Several of their blows hit my pussy. I screamed with joy and relief, when a knee buckling orgasm shook my body.

Cami quickly released me from the bondage yoke and spreader bar. My whole body tingled delightfully. She untied my crotch rope and removed the vibe from my love hole. Mary couldn’t resist flicking her flogger against Jessica’s tits and twat a few times, before untying her wrists and removing her leather collar. Cami told me to take a few minutes to use the bathroom, as she headed for the kitchen. I looked at myself in the full length mirror. My whole body was a bright rosy red. My burning breasts were a deeper dark red, and my ass cheeks were fiery red. My pussy still throbbed. As I was washing up a bit, Cami came in to use the bathroom. She told me to put on a little lipstick and meet her in the living room. When I got back to the living room, Mary and Jessica were there, still naked. Jessica’s wrists were bound behind her back. Mary got a pair of padded leather cuffs and secured my wrists behind my back. She put on a robe that was lying on a chair. She wrapped another robe around Jessica and buttoned up the front. Cami came from the kitchen, wearing her silk robe, and carried the terry beach robe that I had worn earlier, plus 2 picnic baskets. She draped it over my shoulders and buttoned it up in front. Cami and Mary each grabbed a picnic basket, and the 4 of us left Cami’s apartment.

Early Sunday morning - The Secret Garden

It was just after 12:00 midnight Sunday morning, as we exited Cami’s apartment. I had noticed before that there was another apartment door opposite Cami’s. There was a long hallway, and I saw the doors for 2 other apartments at the other end, plus another stairway. We walked down the hall and stopped in front of a door about halfway down the hall. Next to that door was a freight elevator. Mary used a key and unlocked the door. The 4 of us climbed a flight of stairs. When the door at the top of the staircase was opened, we entered a gorgeous rooftop garden paradise! As Cami led me around, I figured out that the rooftop garden was over Cami’s apartment and covered about 1/4 of the apartment building’s roof at the S.W. corner. A 4’ high concrete block wall ran the length of the roof, splitting it into north and south halves. The entire north half of the roof was empty, except for air conditioning units and other building fixtures. The entire S.E. corner of the roof contained a 4th floor apartment, which I didn’t even know was there, and had 3 sliding glass doors, from different rooms, that opened onto the rooftop garden. Outside the sliders was a patio with a table and chairs, and a large barbeque. The south and west edges of the roof had 4’ high brick walls around them.

Scattered all around the edges of the rooftop garden were huge planter boxes filled with beautiful blooming plants. There wasn’t much to see to the north, except street lights and lights from smaller buildings. As we looked to the west, I could see the lights of the valley extending a great distance. Over the south wall, I could see the lights from downtown L.A. The centerpiece of the rooftop garden, was a raised garden, bounded by 2 layers of railroad ties, that measured about 20” x 30’. The raised bed was planted with a lush green smooth lawn that was mowed short like a putting green. Besides Mary and Jessica, there were 4 other naked people settled on the lawn. These were the 4 visitors that Cami had hosted the previous morning, and I had already done each of them. It was nice to finally be able to see the people whose sexual organs were already familiar to me. I was introduced to Matthew and Sarah, a married couple, with an open relationship. He was a handsome wiry dark haired man, about 30 years old. Sarah was thin, about 5’6”-5’7”, with short brown curly hair around her cute pixie face. She had large breasts that were accented by an intricately tied rope breast bondage harness, and her hands were tied behind her back.

Brittany and Emily were the other couple that I first saw seated on the lawn. Brittany was near my height, about 140 pounds, beautiful alabaster skin, intense green eyes and flaming red curly hair down to her shoulders. She had a great figure, a little short-waisted, with beautifully shaped long long legs. Emily was a fair skinned blue eyed blonde. Her thick slightly wavy hair hung down well past her shoulders. She was probably 5’8”, with an athletic figure. Emily’s wrists were not too securely bound behind her back, with a silk scarf, and I sensed that she was a bit shy or apprehensive. As Mary disrobed Jessica, to show off her punished slave, Cami and I moved to a vacant corner of the lawn. She took off my robe, and made me turn around for all to see my rosy pink flogged body. I noticed that there was a cup recessed in the lawn, and sprinkler heads along the perimeter. This lawn was used for a practice putting green. Cami helped me sit, and then she opened her picnic basket. She extracted a bottle of white wine, and poured a cup for herself. Cami asked me if I would like some. When I nodded, yes, she pulled another cup out of the picnic basket and nearly filled it to the rim. It was a little child’s Sippy cup! The spout was put to my lips, my head was tilted back and Cami made me suck and gulp the entire cup of wine. It was so embarrassing to have to drink from that silly cup.

Cami had me lie on my back. The cool lush green grass felt wonderful. She ordered me to spread my legs, displaying my new pink tongue “eat me” tattoo. The theme for this gathering was obvious. It was to be a dom/slave bondage party. I would do my best in whatever I was ordered to do, and hoped that I would be rewarded with many orgasms. For nearly the next 4 hours, I participated in a bondage sexfest free-for-all! Cami quietly explained that Brittany and Emily were committed lesbians, who were new to bondage, and neither had settled into dom or sub roles. She said that the owner of the rooftop apartment would join us shortly, with his slave. I was the newcomer, but I didn’t know how all this would work. I would simply have to follow Cami’s orders and do as I was told, and not speak at all, unless directly asked something.

Matthew and Sarah came over to us first. She was the shreiky one from yesterday morning, and I wondered how her sounds would carry outdoors. They both stared at my pussy tattoo for far too long. However, I couldn’t take my eyes off Sarah’s beautiful bulging breasts that were confined by the rope breast harness. Sarah knelt down for a closer look at my pussy tattoo. I missed whatever communication took place between Cami and Matthew. Before I knew what was going on, Cami ordered me to raise and spread my legs wide apart. Sarah crawled between my legs, leaned over and crushed her breasts on mine. She kissed me warmly several times, before wiggling backwards so that she could use her mouth on my tits. I glanced over at Cami to see that Matthew was eating her pussy. Sarah licked my red tingling breasts all over and sucked my nipples until they were rock hard peaks. She wiggled back a little further and kissed and licked my tattoo. Finally, Sarah started eating my pussy. By then, I was squirming and moaning, and with her skillful tongue work, Sarah easily brought me to orgasm. I lowered my legs and just relaxed, enjoying the tingling sensations that coursed through my body.

I was startled, when I heard Cami’s command to get up. I got myself up on my knees and saw that Cami had another cupful of wine waiting for me. The spout of the child’s Sippy cup was placed in my mouth and I was forced to chug the whole thing. Brittany dragged a reluctant Emily over to us. The 3 of them conversed for a few minutes, and yes, slave Emily was allowed to speak. Since I was already kneeling, Cami ordered me to lick Emily’s pussy, while she stood there. Brittany and Cami moved a short distance away to play. I crawled up to Emily’s wide spread legs, got positioned on my haunches and started. Emily’s slit was only partly open, but she didn’t flinch a bit at the touch of my tongue. Several long licks over her slit, plus a thorough licking of her labia lips, opened her up for me. By the time I worked my tongue to the entrance to her vagina, Emily was into it and softly moaning. I kissed, and sucked her pussy, before plunging my tongue into her love hole. By now, Emily was gasping and thrusting herself at my tongue. I teased her clit and swirled my tongue around it, getting Emily to gasp, “PLEASE SUCK MY CLIT!” I sucked her clit hard and drew it as far into my mouth as I could. When I nibbled that nub, with my teeth, she yelped and shuddered with her orgasm. But, I kept sucking. It only took moments for Emily to have a 2nd more powerful orgasm. Her legs shook violently, but held, as she softly moaned and whimpered.

I looked over at Cami and Brittany, who were deeply engrossed in some hot “69” action. Eventually Brittany, who was on top, raised her head, from Cami’s pussy, and told Emily to lie on her back and eat Christine’s pussy, “AND DON’T STOP UNTIL I TELL YOU!” Cami, who was on the bottom, with her face smothered by Brittany’s pussy, managed to blurt out to me, “Straddle her face.” I thought that Emily might balk, but she had a big smile on her face and cheerfully positioned herself flat on her back. I crawled around, straddled her head and eased my pussy down to her mouth. Instantly, she began lapping away. Emily has an amazing tongue and the longest, I think, that has ever been inside my cunt. She took her time teasing and licking me. When her tongue roamed deeply around the walls of my vagina, it drove me crazy. I knew when her tongue briefly touched my g-spot, and so did Emily. Eventually, she went back to my g-spot and rubbed it with her tongue, until I exploded with my 1st orgasm. I guess that in the anticipation, I hadn’t realized that I was holding my breath. I whooshed out a giant groan of satisfaction, as I felt my juices squirting forcefully into Emily’s mouth.

Emily, under orders not to stop, ignored my clit. Instead, she started all over on me. Before long, I was the vocal one, panting and moaning at every touch of Emily’s tongue. She was driving me mad. Brittany and Cami had finished, and sat on either side of us to watch. Brittany began kissing me and playing with my tits. Emily was wickedly teasing my clit. I wanted to come so badly. I wanted to beg, but could only whimper senselessly. Brittany held me in a deep passionate kiss, while pinching and pulling my nipples, when she broke it off and told Emily to, “Finish her off.” Emily sucked my burning clit like a hungry baby suckling Mama’s tit. I did scream, when the orgasm consumed my body and soul. I couldn’t stop shaking from the intense spasms of pleasure shooting to my brain. I think I collapsed on Emily’s face, smothering her for a moment, but Cami and Brittany steadied me and helped me off. When I had fully recovered, Cami had another Sippy cupful of wine for me to chug. My 3rd so far! We stood up.

I noticed a couple coming out of one of the sliding doors of the rooftop apartment. The girl was naked, with her wrists tied behind her back. The guy wore a black Speedo. Cami and I stood and waited for them to work their way to us. As they stopped to greet their other guests, Cami told me more about them. Stan actually owned the whole apartment building and several others. He was in the real estate management business. Stan looked to be about 35, maybe 6”3”, long wavy golden hair and what a body! He had a beautiful even golden brown tan, wide shoulders, gorgeous pecs and abs, narrow hips and a nice tight ass. His was the body that a woman would drool over. Nicole was his live-in girlfriend and secretary at his office. She was also an aspiring actress (we must have a million of them out here). Nicole was easily 6’0” tall, blue eyed blonde, thin, but very curvy and busty. If you thought about the stereotypical California Girl that was Nicole, EXCEPT, Nicole had a boob job. I was sure of it, even though I had never actually seen a naked woman, with a boob job, before. She wasn’t straining or struggling, but with her hands tied behind her back, those boobs resting on her chest looked to be 38DD’s. She was so young, too, maybe only 20-21. When I saw her in profile, and as they came up to Cami and me, I was certain Nicole had a very good boob job, but thought she might be sorry in later life. However, I badly wanted to get my hands on those prime titties. Cami introduced me to Stan and Nicole, and then Cami and Stan stepped away and started whispering.

When Cami told me to kneel, arrangements had apparently been made. Stan stood in front of me and pulled down his Speedo. Cami didn’t even have to tell me to suck him off. Not every gorgeous hunk of a man has a huge thick cock. Stan’s cock was a little smaller than what I would call average, though I’ve sucked off smaller ones. So, I dutifully set out to give my host the best blowjob I could. I made sure to lick and suck his balls, to get him as hard and big as possible. I noticed Nicole’s face buried in Cami’s pussy next to us. I fervently licked and sucked Stan’s cock, teasing him as much as I could. I took him into my throat several times. When I sensed he was ready to come, I buried his cock deep in my throat and sucked for all I was worth, until his cum exploded out. I cleaned him up, with my tongue, and swallowed every drop of his cum. Stan pulled up his Speedo and we waited, until Nicole had finished with Cami. Stan announced that he was going in to prepare some hors d’oeuvres. He told Nicole to do me until he returned, and left Cami in charge of Nicole.

I got on my back and spread my legs for Nicole. She slowly licked and sucked my pussy, and teased my clit, bringing me to the threshold several times. I tend to mew, pant and moan a lot, and I did all of that, ever louder and more frequently, until Nicole finally gave me a massive orgasm. Cami had Nicole lie on her back, and helped me straddle her face, facing away from her body. Cami positioned herself between Nicole’s legs, and commenced licking her pussy. With my pussy firmly pressed against Nicole’s mouth, I leaned back. I was able, with my wrists bound in padded leather cuffs, to give Nicole’s proud firm breasts a thorough feeling up. I then leaned forward, urging Nicole to plunge her tongue deep into my cunt. She was having a little trouble concentrating on her task, because of whatever Cami was doing to her. After a lot of tongue fucking, Nicole ran her tongue around the inner walls of my vagina, until she found my g-spot. I groaned loudly and shuddered, when my orgasm hit me. I could feel my pussy juices pouring out of me, and even felt a little dizzy, from the tremors consuming me. It was probably the wine. Cami quickly finished Nicole off, with her talented tongue. As we all were untangling our bodies, I heard Stan call for Nicole, from their patio. She quickly scampered off to him.

Cami opened a 2nd bottle of white wine. She filled my Sippy cup. Although the chilled wine had warmed a bit in the picnic basket, it went down very easily, as Cami forced me to gulp my 4th cup! I was a little dizzy and feeling giddy, from all the wine and sex, and walked unsteadily over to Stan’s patio. I needed some food in me. As we gathered around the outdoor table, I noticed that Jessica, Emily and Nicole had been freed from their bondage, but Sarah and I remained bound. Nicole brought out a tray, with a cheese spread ball and crackers, and put it on the table. Cami told me that I could speak freely during this social break. Stan brought out 2 trays filled with hot hors d’oeuvres. Cami picked up a plate, put some cheese spread on some crackers and filled the plate with hors d’oeuvres. I was feeling pretty good, and wasn’t the least bit embarrassed, standing there bound and totally naked, while Cami fed me. As everyone talked, I gobbled down a few cheese crackers, 2 pizza rolls and 3 delicious puffed crab snacks. I told everyone about my job, where I grew up and lived, my interests, etc. When the questions turned to how I got into bondage sex games, I begged off and said that was a long long story (see author’s note at end). Besides, the break was over.

Brittany and Emily each grabbed one of my arms and led me off. I turned my head around and looked at Cami, but she just nodded her head, yes. They led me to a far corner of the lawn and made me kneel down. I was kneeling upright, and Emily knelt in front and Brittany behind me. They literally fawned and cooed over me. Both teased me verbally while they sensually felt and caressed every inch of my body. When Brittany, who was behind me, stroked my feet, I giggled, while her fingers ran over the soles of my feet. This brought little squeals of delight from both of them, and Emily had to reach around and tickle my feet again. Emily’s hands went to my breasts, and she started kissing me. The kisses got longer and more passionate, while Emily diddled my now hard nipples. If these women were new to bondage and uncertain about their dom/sub roles, they were thrilled at having me as their slave, to play with as they pleased, and I was enjoying it as much as they were. They switched places, and Brittany took at turn playing with my breasts, while kissing me. With one of them kneeling on either side of me, I gasped and moaned, while they took turns sucking my breasts and fingering my pussy. I was so close to coming, when they giggled and stopped, obviously pleased with what they were doing to me. I was told to lie on my back.

I noticed across from us, in the other far corner of the lawn, that Mary, Jessica and Cami were together, and they had Cami’s wrists tied behind her back. Matthew, Sarah, Stan and Nicole were gathered in the center of the lawn nearest the apartment. Emily straddled my face and eased her pussy down to my mouth. Brittany raised my knees, spread my legs and positioned her mouth on my pussy. No words needed to be exchanged. I knew what was expected of me. As I began lapping away at Emily’s labia lips, she said to Brittany, “Don’t let Christine come until I get off.” I licked and sucked Emily’s pussy, until she came. Brittany teased my pussy, and kept me on the edge, until she heard Emily come. Then, she hungrily sucked my clit, until I came. The 2 women switched positions. I ate Brittany’s pussy. When she came, Emily skillfully finished me off. The 3 of us laid on the lawn, enjoying our orgasms. I was exhausted. The cool lush lawn felt wonderful. I think that I drifted off, and was startled by Matthew’s voice, “Get up Christine!” I opened my sleepy eyes and saw Mathew and Stan looming over me with stern looks on their faces. As I was sitting up, each of them grabbed one of my bound arms and jerked me to my feet.

They hustled me off towards the apartment. We entered through the center slider into Stan’s living room. “Cami tells us that you like it a little rough, Christine, and that you like to be punished?” Stan asked. I meekly said, “Yes.” My God! Why would I have admitted this in front of these men? I still felt a little light headed and silly. It was the wine. “OK,” Matthew said, “LET’S HAVE SOME FUN!!! They released me from the wrist cuffs, but Matthew quickly bent my arms behind my back, so that my wrists were crossed up between my shoulder blades. Stan came, with ropes, and first tied my wrists. He used a 2nd long rope to tightly wrap around my upper arms, and over and under my breasts. My tits were already pushed out about as far as they could go, from the way my wrists were tied, and the ropes, wrapped around them, made them bulge even more. “How old are you, Christine?” Matthew asked. “24?” I questioningly replied. “Then, 24 it shall be,” said Stan.

They manhandled me over to a large footstool that had been pulled away from its companion leather chair. Two sofa cushions had been piled on top of the footstool. They forced me down on my knees at the end of the footstool, and then bent me over onto the top cushion. The tweedy fabric scraped my nipples and hardened them even more. I was already getting excited in anticipation of a good fucking. OH SHIT! They had my vibrating butt plug. Undoubtedly Cami had snuck it to them. With my head buried in the sofa cushion, I couldn’t see what was going on back there, but knew what was coming. My ass cheeks were spread and one of them lubed up my puckered tight asshole. When the vibrator hit my little rosebud, it was already buzzing away. It was slowly and steadily pushed all the way inside me, until my sphincter muscles tightened around the narrower portion just above its base. Once I squirmed and wiggled around a bit, I reluctantly accepted the intruder. The butt plug vibrated in close proximity to my love hole, plus its base stimulated my sensitive asshole, and I was already getting hot and horny. What came next caught me completely off-guard. They counted aloud’ 2, 4, 6, 8,…….., 22, 24,  as each of them simultaneously slapped one of my ass cheeks, HARD, with the palms of their hands.

It was over in less than a minute. I can’t even remember screaming or crying, but my butt sure stung and burned. Before I could react or do anything, Stan yanked me up by my forearms. He forcibly marched me around his living room, with that butt plug still vibrating in my ass, making me walk unnaturally and provocatively wiggle my hips. He pushed me into the waiting bare chest of Matthew, and held me tight. Matthew put one arm around my neck, and his other arm around my waist, and mashed our bodies together. His dick was between my legs, rubbing my slit. He kissed me hard and held our lips together. He continued kissing me for many minutes. Our kisses became deeper and more passionate. Guttural moans escaped my throat during one of those long soft moist open mouth kisses, with lots of tongue, that seem to go on forever. Matthew left me breathless and wanting more. When it was Stan’s turn, he wrapped both of his arms around my back and bound arms, and crushed me to his broad muscular chest. He positioned his penis between my legs, to rub my slit. With my legs spread a bit, Stan towered over me by at least 6”. My back was arched, my head was bent back, and he captured my mouth with his lips in a smoldering kiss. I kissed him back and shot my tongue into his mouth, but soon had to break it off. He was holding me so tight that I couldn’t catch my breath. Our kisses were short fiery bruising exchanges, exuding al the passion I had in me. The butt plug continued to buzz away, and Stan’s cock rhythmically rubbed my wet slit. When Stan finished and eased his grip around me, I was pleadingly moaning and gasping for breath. If I was permitted to speak, I would have begged him to fuck me right there where we stood.

Stan pushed me down on my knees and ordered me to lick and suck his cock and balls. His scrotum was not yet tight. I licked it thoroughly and got it nice and wet. I took his entire sac into my mouth and gently sucked it. Finally, I sucked each of his balls individually, and gave each a little scrape with my teeth. The top half of Stan’s cock was wet from my pussy juices. The taste of my own pussy juices mingled with his masculine taste, as I licked and slurped his entire stiff cock. When I took him in my mouth, he pushed me away and ordered me to stand up. With one arm under my bound arms, and the other under my knees, Stan picked me up and laid me down, on my back, atop the cushions stacked on the foot stool. My head hung down, over the edge of the cushion. My breasts strained upwards, as the ropes around them dug in further, and my legs were splayed wide apart.

Stan knelt in front of me and shoved his cock into my mouth. I couldn’t move my head, to bob up and down on his cock, and he gave me no chance to lick him further. The way my head was bent back, his cock had a straight path into my throat. Stan simply started fucking my mouth. He started slowly, but quickly built up his rhythm. While this was going on, Matthew was probing and playing with my pussy. He used his fingers to open my pussy lips by pinching and pulling on them. His fingers prodded my love hole as far as he could get them into me. Stan had developed a good fast pace, as he persistently fucked my mouth. All I could do was to get my lips around his cock, and my tongue positioned under his shaft, and HANG ON! Eventually, Stan’s body quivered and he buried his cock as deep as it would go into my mouth. He groaned in satisfaction, as his cock twitched and spewed his cum. As I was swallowing his cum, Stan pulled out, and I was quickly rolled off the cushion and onto my knees. Cum still dribbled out of Stan’s cock and I was ordered to lick him clean.

I had to crawl on my knees around to the end of the footstool. They bent me over the sofa cushion, with my ass sticking up in the air. Their hands teasingly roamed over my ass cheeks. They pressed on the base of the vibrating butt plug, and then it started. It went more slowly this time, but even more painful, as they counted out loud, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8,……….22, 23, and 24. They alternately smacked my ass cheeks, with their hands. The pain and surprise of the first few blows brought tears to my eyes and moans of protest. With each slow rhythmical whack, my body rocked and my nipples were sensually stimulated by the coarse fabric of the cushion. At some point, the pain no longer registered in my mind, but instead went straight to my already aroused pussy. I tried in vain to rub my clit against the side of the cushion. It was over in perhaps 5 minutes. My ass felt like it was glowing bright red, but my pussy was on fire.

They got me up on my knees, and I was ordered to lick and suck Matthew. His scrotum was tight. I licked it all over, and took his entire pouch into my mouth and sucked, as I further ran my tongue over each testicle. When I licked his hard penis, I relished the taste of my own sweet pussy juices and Matthew’s pre-cum. I took him in my mouth and started sucking, but he pulled out. With strong arms, they quickly had me on my back atop the cushions again, with my head hanging over one end. Matthew knelt in front of me. Before shoving his cock in my mouth, he used it to tauntingly whip my cheeks, while I tried to capture his dick with my lips. I was eager to suck him off. Matthew started fucking my mouth, with slow probing plunges, testing just how far into my mouth he could go. I heard a little moan of pleasure, from Matthew, when he buried his wonderful cock all the way into my throat. I realized that Stan was not down there playing with my pussy, but couldn’t dwell on where he was. Matthew fucked my mouth for several minutes, as I tried to suck him and use my tongue. He pulled out and allowed me to lick and suck the head of his prick. He repeated this technique 4 or 5 times, before I sensed that he was getting close to his climax. He thrust his cock straight into my throat for 2-3 minutes, until he groaned and buried himself deep in my throat and started spurting. I was able to swallow the first few volleys of cum, when he pulled his cock back a little. The remainder of his semen collected in my mouth. While I sucked him dry. I swallowed the rest of his load, licked him clean and smacked my lips.

Stan was standing near my feet. He jerked me up and walked me to the center of his living room. Matthew joined us there. When they started fondling my breasts, I stood straight and proud, and pushed my boobs into their probing hands. My 36C titties were systematically hefted, squeezed and kneaded. I just closed my eyes and simply enjoyed the wonderful feelings, as they pinched, pulled and twisted my nipples. When my nips were elongated and about as hard as they ever get, Stan snapped a clothespin on each of them. I winced and yelped at the sudden pain, but it was quickly replaced by burning desire radiating to my pussy. For many minutes, Matthew and Stan sensually caressed every part of my naked body, especially my inner thighs, but they never touched my neglected and wanting pussy. Matthew ripped the clothespin off my left nipple, but he quickly captured that swollen bud with his lips and soothingly sucked it. The sudden pain, from the blood flow returning to that nipple, made me shriek. Matthew suggested, “We better gag her.” Stan produced a bright red ballgag, and they stuffed it into my mouth, without protest, and buckled it behind my head. For probably 15 minutes, they continued their exquisite torture on me.

While hands mauled my body, the 2 men alternately pulled a clothespin from one nipple, sucked that nipple, and then put the clothespin back on. They drove me wild! I was ready to break. If they hadn’t gagged me, I would have pleaded with them to fuck me. It was not simply the erotic tormenting of my breasts and the stroking of my body, but: the forced blowjobs, the stimulating whacking of my ass, the passionate rough kissing, and the vibrating butt plug, had me as hot and horny as I had ever been. I became aware that my pussy juices had run down my inner thighs to my knees. I was moaning out of control. They made me spread my legs. Matthew knelt in front of me, and swiftly clamped one, then 2, then 3, and finally 4 clothespins to my engorged pussy lips. My knees nearly gave way, from the sudden erotic pain, but Stan had an arm around my waist, to hold me up. With clothespins on my tits and pussy lips, they forced me to stride around the living room. I felt the vibrating butt plug shift in my rectum, with every step I took. My thighs rubbed the clothespins on my pussy lips, causing more agonizing pleasure. They held me by my upper arms and force marched me the last 10’, as I faltered and stumbled to the footstool yet again.

They got me on my knees, and the clothespins were plucked off my nipples. I was immediately bent over onto the cushion, chaffing my searing nips on the cloth. My ass cheeks were spread, and one of them grabbed the end of my vibrating butt plug. It was slowly extracted, and then slowly pushed back in. In and out it went, picking up speed. Soon, he was vigorously fucking my asshole, with the vibrating butt plug. I had been constantly moaning since I was gagged and the clothespins went on my nipples. I was crazy with desire and irrational by then. I pleaded and screamed and pleaded with them to please let me come, but, of course, nothing intelligible came from my gagged lips. When their fun was over, they playfully ran their hands over my bare ass. I had just settled down a bit, from that frustrating ass fucking, when they counted together, 1, 2, 3, 4, and I felt their hands smack my ass HARD! Quickly, they soothingly rubbed my stinging ass cheeks. That didn’t last long. 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, and 10 whacks rocked my ass. Then, they mocked and teased me, as they tenderly rubbed my burning ass. Back and forth it went, until they finally did 21, 22, 23, and 24. By then, I was nearly sobbing from frustration and wanton lust.

The clothespins were swiftly removed from my pussy lips, followed by a stiff cock being rammed into my pussy. AT LAST! I was so desperate! He felt wonderful inside me. It was Stan, and he energetically pounded away at my cunt. I’m certain that it didn’t take even 5 minutes for me to scream, as loud as I could into my gag, when that 1st orgasm devoured every part of my being. I think I scared Stan, for he actually paused for a few moments, before resuming his thrusting. He fucked me like a wild man, never slowing and never stopping. An even more intense orgasm built within me. For another 10-15 minutes, I thrust back at Stan’s cock. I screamed again, into my ballgag, and Stan groaned and came. My body convulsed, and the waves of pleasure took me to near oblivion. I slumped on the cushion. I remember that Stan’s cock seemed to twitch inside me for a long time, but I don’t remember him pulling out. Next, I heard Stan talking to Matthew. “I’m going out for awhile.” Take your time with Christine,” he said, “We’ll take her into the bedroom, when you are finished with her.”

Matthew had me kneel upright and pivot around. He told me to suck his cock until it was hard. When I got him wet and stiff, he told me to stand. He had me sit on the edge of the cushion and lean all the way down on my back. He knelt between my wide spread legs, and slowly eased his thick cock all the way inside me. Matthew started with long slow teasing strokes, all the way in and out. I tried to encourage him to go faster, but he didn’t. After 10-12 of these thrusts, he stopped and held his cock just barely in me. He leaned over and played with my titties, and then resumed his tantalizingly slow deep plunges. My desperate moans and gasps let him know that he was driving me senseless. Finally, he got serious and began to vigorously fuck me. He drove hard into me, for another 10 minutes or so, before we both came, screaming and grunting, with gigantic orgasms. Matthew, still inside me, grasped my legs and raised them. My knees were bent and pushed back up towards my shoulders, and my legs were flopped wide apart. Matthew partially stood, with his knees bent, so that he could drive his cock straight into my cunt. No teasing this time. He relentlessly plundered my pussy, until we exploded in even more spectacular orgasms. After Matthew had finished ejaculating all his cum and pulled out of me, I was able to lower my legs to the floor. I was exhausted, trying to catch my breath and get myself under control.

Stan called from a doorway across the room, “Bring her in here.” Matthew helped me to my feet. The butt plug still buzzing in my rectum became even more evident, as I staggered into the bedroom. There was Cami, sitting on the edge of a bed, with a big knowing smile on her face. I’m certain that she was the instigator of everything these 2 men had just done to me, AND I LOVED EVERY MINUTE OF IT!!! My gag was finally removed, and I was pushed down on my knees in front of Cami. She clasped my face and drew me down to her pussy, as she lay back on the bed, raised her legs back and spread them for me. As I started licking Cami’s slit, someone spread my ass cheeks. My vibrating butt plug was turned to HIGH! One of the men thrust his cock into my love hole. I am somewhat foggy on what occurred over the next 30 minutes or more. Stan was fucking me doggie style, I was licking Cami’s pussy, and the butt plug was fucking my ass. My body rocked back and forth from the pounding my love hole was getting, and all I could do was use my lips as a cushion against Cami’s pussy, and let my tongue rub her clit. I came once or twice, Stan came, but I don’t know if I got Cami off. Then, Matthew fucked me, as I continued eating Cami’s pussy. Finally, something huge was forced into my cunt. Cami had released my hair and I looked around. Nicole was kneeling behind me, with an enormous strap on dildo. It could have been 10” long, and must have been at least 2” in diameter. When it was over, I was fucking out of my mind. I had to have had at least 5 orgasms.

I was totally spent and couldn’t move. Thankfully, someone turn the vibrating butt plug off and tenderly removed it. After some time, Cami got me up and removed the ropes binding my upper arms and wrists. She gave me the terry robe to put on, and didn’t bother binding my wrists behind my back. When Cami and I walked out onto the patio, Stan, Nicole, Matthew and Sarah were all seated around the picnic table. The others had already left. Cami said that it was getting late, and that I STILL had a big day ahead of me. We said our thank yous and good-byes, Cami got her picnic basket and we left. It was 3:45 AM, when we got back to Cami’s apartment. I was so exhausted that I didn’t say much of anything to Cami. I used the bathroom, climbed into bed and was asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow.

Sunday Morning - Feet Fun!

I must have slept through the alarm. Cami shook me awake at 9:35 AM Sunday morning. She cheerfully chirped, “Get your lazy ass out of bed.” “Breakfast is at 10:00 AM, and just wear the terry robe.” Shit, I thought, no time to do my hair, except to comb it out. I took a quick shower, which got me wide awake. I did the best I could with my hair, put on a little makeup, donned my robe and was in the kitchen by a couple minutes after 10:00 AM. Brittany and Emily were there, looking as fresh and bubbly in their sun dresses, as if they had gotten 10 hours of sleep. They had brought a delicious quiche. I had 2 slices of quiche, juice, a fresh fruit cup and plenty of coffee. All of the talk was about last night’s party on the rooftop garden. Eventually, I had to go into detail about everything that Stan and Matthew had done to me. Emily surprised me by declaring that she would like to experience something like that, except with 2 or 3 women, eventually using a strap-on dildo on her. We all had been talking nonstop, while we ate, and Cami broke it up around 10:45 AM, saying that it was time to get me ready? Emily and Brittany volunteered to cleanup the table and kitchen, and start the dishwasher.

Cami took me back to her bedroom, took off my robe and cuffed my wrists behind my back. She positioned me on my back, on her bed, with my feet spread and very close to the bottom of the bed. Using padded leather ankle cuffs, she bound my legs to the short corner posts at the base of her bed. Cami took off her robe, put a pillow under my head and squatted over my face. “It’s time for you to eat my pussy, Christine,” she ordered. As a good sub/slave, I obediently began to lick her slit. After Cami’s 1st vaginal orgasm, I was aware that the other 2 women had come into the room. While I concentrated on Cami’s clit, the women ran their hands sensually up and down my spread legs, stopping short of my pussy. After licking and teasing, I sucked Cami’s clit, until she had her 2nd orgasm. When Cami had recovered and climbed off my face, I noticed that Emily and Brittany had stripped all their clothes off. Cami mused aloud, “I think Christine will need a little gag, so that she doesn’t wake the neighbors up.” Brittany left the room, and quickly returned with a silk scarf. She cleaved gagged me with it, and everyone seemed to agree that it would be sufficient. On Cami’s signal, the women all produced FEATHERS!!!

Cami got right in my face and said, “I told you Friday night that I was going to have some fun with those delicious ticklish feet of yours!” With that, all 3 women commenced tickling the soles of my feet, with the feathers. I giggled and struggled and writhed, for at least 10 minutes, with no let up. When they finally stopped, and I tried to catch my breath, my nipples were sucked and my inner thighs were caressed. And then they started again. I laughed uncontrollably, and wiggled and strained, as the onslaught went on for at least another 10 minutes. When they finally stopped, my body had broken out in a little sweat. I was gasping, and my chest was heaving, trying to catch my breath. Again, they sucked my nipples and caressed my inner thighs, right up to my pussy, until I had almost completely calmed down. Then, they started their 3rd assault. I soon was cackling and screaming insanely. I bucked and thrashed about wildly, trying to escape those tormenting feathers. Cami came to hold me down. I was delirious. I was sweating profusely, and thought my chest would explode. I pleaded into my gag, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO!!!

At last, they stopped. I was out of control. Cami had taken her hands off my shoulders, where she was holding me down. She ran her fingers through my pussy and showed them to me. I didn’t realize how soaking wet my pussy was. She wiped her wet fingers off all around my nose. My pungent pussy juices were a sure sign of my arousal. Cami put on a strap-on harness, with an 8” dildo. When she climbed on the bed, between my spread legs, I was astonished at how easily that big dildo slipped all the way into my pussy. Cami began fucking me, and shortly after, Brittany and Emily resumed tickling the soles of my feet, with their feathers. I screamed and lurched and moaned, but there was no relief. My struggles only made Cami’s fucking more intense and erotic. When I came, I thought I would pass out. It wasn’t over! They each had a turn fucking me with the strap-on. Brittany went next, and Emily had me last, while the others tickled my feet. Each orgasm was more spectacular than the previous one.

When they finished with me, I was left alone for some time, to get it together. Emily almost skipped back into the bedroom, jumped on the bed and pushed her soaking wet pussy against my mouth. After I finished eating her pussy, I had to do the same for Brittany, before I was released. I was allowed to take my 2nd quick shower of the morning, because I had really sweat a lot during my tickle fucking. Re-invigorated by the shower, I presented my naked self to Cami and the other women, waiting in the living room. Cami asked me if I had peed. That question caught me off-guard, but I assured her that I had. She told the others, “We don’t want Christine to have an accident.” My wrists were bound behind my back, with the familiar padded leather cuffs, and the terry robe was draped over my shoulders and buttoned in front. Mary and Brittany were fully dressed, but Cami was just wearing her silk robe. They all herded me towards the front door, and we left the apartment.

Sunday Afternoon - Electro Shock Therapy

We all headed down the hall. As we approached the freight elevator and doorway up to the rooftop garden, the door burst open. Stan dragged a struggling Nicole out into the hall. She was wearing a blue string bikini. Her hands were bound behind her back, and a ballgag was firmly buckled in her mouth. When Stan saw us, he asked, “Will you take her?”  Emily and Brittany immediately stepped forward, and each of them grabbed one of Nicole’s arms. They pulled the grunting and protesting Nicole ahead of Cami and me. We stopped at the other end of the hall, where a door opened, and we were greeted by Mary and Jessica. I couldn’t understand why Nicole was putting up such a fuss. Should I be worried? What was going to happen inside Mary and Jessica’s apartment? Mary and Jessica quickly took Nicole, and the rest of us followed into the apartment. Cami unbuttoned and removed my robe. I was standing naked in the middle of the living room. Mary and Jessica set on Nicole. Cami, Emily and Brittany started playing with me. I still didn’t know why Nicole was resisting.

For the next 20-30 minutes, the 3 women worked me into a wanting needing sexual frenzy. Mary and Jessica removed Nicole’s string bikini, and she stood bound and gagged, about 10’ away from me. They sensually squeezed those luscious beautiful breasts, and sucked her nipples. They teased her pussy with their fingers, and Nicole’s moans of protest swiftly turned to whimpers of pleasure. Nicole’s gag was removed, and the 2 women kissed her constantly, while continuing to play with her body. Meanwhile, Cami, Emily and Brittany were all over me. I was in heaven. They kissed me senseless. My breasts ached with desire, and my elongated sucked nipples were hard sensitive peaks. My pussy was so hot and wet from the constant teasing and rubbing of their fingers that I couldn’t take much more.

Nicole and I were taken down to the carpet on our backs. We were lined up feet to feet. Nicole’s legs were spread, and her ankles were buckled into cuffs at the ends of a 3’ spreader bar. My legs were spread, and my ankles were tied to the cuffs holding Nicole’s legs. I watched helplessly, as Cami pinched and pulled my nipples, while Emily affixed clover clamps on them. Brittany pinched and pulled my tender clit and captured it with another clamp. Nicole’s tits and clit had been adorned like mine. I had little time to react to the pain from the 3 clamps. Cami worked a large vibrator into my fiery pussy. With it set on low, Cami slowly and teasingly began fucking me with it. As the vibrators being plunged in and out of Nicole’s and my cunt did their magic, our moans grew louder and more desperate. Nicole and I were ballgagged.

Mary walked into the room carrying a black metal box that measured about 12” x 12” x 8”. She set it on the floor beside Nicole. On the top of the box were: 2 large dials, a switch, and 2 small dome lights (one red and one green). Dangling from the box was the power cord, plus 2 red and 1 black wires, each with a mean looking clamp on its end. Mary used an extension cord and plugged in the power cord from the metal box. The green dome light atop the box lit up, and the boxed hummed ominously. As Jessica removed the clamps from Nicole’s nipples, Mary instantly replaced them with one of the red wired clamps from the metal box. Nicole’s clit clamp was removed, and replaced with the black wired clamp from the metal box. Now Nicole was struggling and moaning in fright. She thrashed her head wildly, from side to side, trying to say NO, NO, NO, through her ballgag.

Nicole’s body had broken out in a sweat. Mary knelt by the black metal box, and said, “READY Nicole?” She flipped the switch, the red dome light came on and I heard a sparking sound coming from the humming metal box. For probably 10-15 seconds, Nicole’s body shuddered and lurched about, while she wailed into her ballgag. All of a sudden, Nicole screamed at the top of her lungs, strained and arched her back, and slumped motionless on the carpet. I know I screamed. Others gasped at what they had witnessed. Nicole’s gorgeous tanned body was glistening with sweat. Her chest, and those beautiful enhanced breasts, rose and fell steadily. Her ballgag was removed. She was out cold, but breathing steadily.

My attention was drawn back to my pussy, where Cami continued to fuck me with the vibrator. Even though what I had just seen happen to Nicole, had nearly scared the shit out of me, I was powerless to ignore my body’s responses to my nipple clamps, clit clamp and that vibrator inside me. I realized that I was thrusting back at the vibrator, trying to get myself off. The next thing I knew was that Mary was beside me, with the humming metal box sitting on the floor next to my waist. Systematically, my nipple clamps were removed, and replaced with the red wired clamps from the metal box. Likewise, my clit clamp was replaced with the black wired clamp from the metal box. I can’t even remember what thoughts went through my mind. My whole body broke out in a cold sweat. Mary and Cami caressed my body, and soothingly told me, “It will be great, Christine.” I knew why Cami had asked me if I had peed earlier. The buzzing vibrator was shoved all the way inside me. I began to struggle and thrash about. Mary said, “READY, Christine!” I stiffened my body. I held my breath and closed my eyes. Mary threw the switch! I heard the black box sparking, and, and, and NOTHING HAPPENED!!!

The whole room erupted in a chorus of boisterous laughter and giggles. I opened my eyes to see everyone roaring hilariously and pointing at me. Even Nicole was sitting up and laughing. What an acting job she did. Her performance had me totally convinced. I felt my face flush bright red in embarrassment. I could only imagine the look I had on my face, when Mary threw that switch. I saw Nicole being released, and after 10 or 15 minutes of good natured kidding, everyone had settled down. This still left me bound, gagged, naked and spread on the floor, with clamps on my nipples and clit, and a buzzing vibrator up my love hole. My face lit up with a big smile, when I saw Mary making her way towards me, holding the Hitachi Magic Wand. Cami was on one side of me, and Mary on the other. The Magic Wand was turned on high. Cami removed a clamp from one of my nipples, and the Magic Wand immediately applied, sending wonderful sensations of pleasure to my pussy and brain. I was already lost in ecstasy, and was barely aware when the 2nd nipple clamp was removed, followed by the Magic Wand on that sensitive nub. I squealed, when the final clamp was removed from my clit. That hypersensitive engorged nub burned with erotic pain, as the blood flow returned. When the Magic Wand hit my clit, I came immediately, and NEVER STOPPED COMING! The orgasms came so fast that, individually, they never seemed to register in my mind. It was as if I was engulfed in a vortex of endless orgasmic pleasure.

I’m ashamed to say that I passed out. I was awakened by a cold wash cloth pressed to my forehead, and a smiling Cami leaning over me. I had experienced the Hitachi Magic Wand on 3 previous occasions, without completely blacking out. I probably forgot to breathe. The whole ordeal of the sensual stimulation, followed by the electro shock prank, and the Magic Wand, had been too much for me to handle. The vibrator had been pulled out of my pussy and my legs were free. Cami sat me up and uncuffed my wrists. She helped me stand on legs that were still a little bit shaky. I took a glass of Coke from Jessica, and sipped it, as I had to again endure another round of teasing over how I fell for the electro shock therapy prank, and the apparently priceless look I had on my face when Mary threw the switch. Eventually, Cami told them that she had more planned for her “slave”. I got to put on the terry robe and button it, without being bound. We said our goodbyes amid warnings of various things that Cami could still do to me. Everyone else had decided to stay and play.

Cami started to tell me about “Stan The Pranksta” during the short walk back to her apartment. She asked if I was hungry, and she finished her story, while we put together a little late lunch. Besides being known as a prankster, Stan was some kind of electrical hobbyist. He got a plain metal box, drilled a few holes in it, and spray painted it black. He mounted an old hobby transformer, inside the box, that hummed loudly when plugged in. The green dome light also came on, when the box was plugged in. The dials and wires with clamps were fakes and did nothing. When the switch was thrown, the red light went on, and the sparking sound began. This sound was made by a small igniter of the type that was used for electronic starting of gas furnaces, water heaters and clothes dryers. After that story was finished, we just talked nonstop about the weekend, while we ate a salad, with lots of delicious things in it, muffins and fresh fruit. I noticed that it was about 3:30 PM. My “Weekend of Submission” would be over soon. As we did the dishes and cleaned up the kitchen, Cami suggested that we shower together. It would be my 3rd of the day, but I needed it and my hair felt like a matted tangled mess.

In the shower, we washed, conditioned and rinsed our hair, before soaping each other’s bodies. Then the caressing, groping and kissing began. After we rinsed our bodies, I knelt down in the shower and licked Cami’s pussy, until she had 2 orgasms. We stood and kissed some more, while Cami fingered me to orgasm. While still in the shower, Cami ceremoniously removed my slave necklace. As we toweled ourselves dry and did our hair, we fell silent. There was little more to say except my thank yous and our good-byes. How could I ever adequately thank Cami for that spectacular weekend? I could never have put together anything to compare with it. While I got dressed and packed my suitcase, Cami packed up my bondage equipment into my duffle. Then it was time, but the right words wouldn’t come. I sputtered through a teary thank you. We hugged and kissed good bye. I had a beautiful lifelong friend, and unforgettable memories.

*Author’s Note - There are only 3 more stories left in my “Adventures of Christine” series, before we are up to the present time period in my life. I have been looking back in my diaries and journals. I have decided to take 4-6 months off to write a multipart story about “My Sexual Evolution,” through my high school years. When it is ready, I will publish it here on BDSMLibrary. Later!

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