The Inheritance Bdsm Novel

by Tori Chasi

  "Is that true?" Kenneth asked the naked submissive whose ass was being probed by two of his fingers at that moment.

  "Yes. Yes. I want your dick in my ass," Alice replied. "God, I want it so badly! Fuck me, please, Sir! Don't make me wait too long! I'm going crazy!" To emphasize this, she wriggled her flesh provocatively against the table top, and flexed and relaxed her ass muscles several times. Her blonde hair whipped against her shoulders as she wriggled.

  Kenneth pulled his fingers out of Alice's ass hole, placed the head of his dick against her still dilated opening, and sank it slowly into her tight rear tunnel. Both he and Alice moaned loudly as this connection was established. He barely paused when he was all the way in. Rearing back, he began fucking her with long, smooth strokes.

  Meanwhile, Ted seemed frustrated that he couldn't get enough of his cock into Molly's mouth and throat without her gagging and choking, so he rotated the wheel again until she was upright. Pulling her labia apart from one another, he stretched her cunt open as he carefully aimed a huge glob of spit onto his cock. "Take this, slut," he said as he began ramming that pole of his into her very vulnerable vaginal opening.

  "OMG! You're tearing me open!" Molly screamed. Ted only laughed in response, still thrusting into her. "No! No! Please! You're too big!" Molly protested. (Arin didn't know it, but readers of my earlier story know that Molly and Ted had fucked often before, so this was playacting on Molly's part.) "Aaaagghhh!" she cried, writhing as the thick cock forced its way deeper.

  Arin found herself conflicted. On the one hand, her friend was being taken, seemingly unwillingly, in front of her eyes, and she felt she should be horrified at that. But at the same time, her body was reacting viscerally, watching. She was getting aroused, terribly aroused, and felt she shouldn't, but couldn't help herself. Without thinking, she'd turned her body so she could rub her exposed nipples on the cage bars as she watched, and felt her cunt gripping the dildo held inside her by the chastity belt.

  Wide-eyed, stimulating her nipples on the cold metal bars of the cage, Arin watched spellbound at this veritable orgy which had developed all around her.

  Jessica crying out, "Plow that cock of yours in Alice's back door, Kenneth!" And Kenneth reacting, speeding his pace, bucking against Alice's ass cheeks so hard that the impact of his thighs sounded like hands slapping her smooth flesh.

  Alice shrieking, "Oh fuck, fuck, fuck! I'm cumming!" as she slammed her upper torso up and down on the table surface, her cunt spilling her cum onto the dungeon floor. Arin marveled at how Alice's ass cheeks rhythmically contracted as she went into orgasm, and envied her.

  Ted was clutching Molly's tits in both his hands, almost using them as handles as he slammed his cock into her now dilated cunt. Molly had her eyes closed, gasping and moaning as she was fucked hard.

  "Fuck her like the bitch she is, Ted!" Jessica yelled, rocking on the Sybian's vibrating dildo. "Make that whore cum on your dick!"

  "You heard her, slut," Ted told Molly. "Stop holding back! I want you to cum, because I'm going to eat all that sweet cum out of your pussy. Then I'm going to fuck you again."

  Molly's muscles visibly quivered, bunching in waves of contraction. She was actually pulling on the wrist chains with both hands, making her torso rise and fall in small amounts. Arin realized that Molly wasn't trying to escape – she was trying to rub herself up and down on Ted's dick now. She was fucking him back! The moment Arin understood that, her own cunt went into spasm, and the spicy scent of her cum cascaded out of the piss hole in the chastity belt.

  Jessica noticed what Arin was doing. She called out, "Molly! Your little slut Arin is cumming, watching you get fucked!"

  Molly heard that, and lost control. Her eyes flew wide open, and her head bent back as she began to climax. "OMG! OMG! Ohhhh shit!" she screamed, as her cunt went into spasms on Ted's dick.

  "That's right, whore! Cum for us all!" Ted chuckled. He fucked her until she gasped and slumped, no longer trying to drag her cunt up and down on his cock. Pulling out of her, he quickly rotated the wheel until Molly was upside down. Her spread open cunt was now just below his chin, so he tilted his head between her thighs and covered her labia with his lips. Everyone could hear his obscene sucking noises as he lustily consumed Molly's cum and cunt juices. In this position, his rigid penis was nestled between Molly's tits, so he rubbed himself against her, and his swollen ball sack bumped against her chin as he did so.

  On the Sybian, Jessica shuddered and bucked in her own orgasm. After a minute or two, she switched it to a higher setting and tilted her cunt slightly, working herself toward another one.

  Alice was pleading with Kenneth. "Please don't stop! Please! This feels so damn good! Tied helpless like this, having my ass used. I love it! Please don't stop until you blow that load of yours into my ass, Sir!"

  Kenneth grinned, saying, "Be careful what you wish for, girl." He began fucking her with a different rhythm.

  Ted finished eating Molly's cunt, having sucked her well dry for the moment. To be honest, not completely dry. When he rotated her to horizontal to fuck her mouth again, Arin saw her cunt dribbling a bit. This time Ted had better success, perhaps because she was relaxed from her orgasm. Almost half of his dick worked its way inward as he used her mouth. By the time Ted rotated Molly back to upright position, her cunt dripped and dripped before he plugged it again with his fat cock.

  Ted planted his hands on Molly's shoulders and pressed his chest against her breasts, almost obscuring her from Arin's sight. But Arin could see his butt muscles contracting and relaxing as he plunged his cock deeply into the tight sheath of Molly's cunt. In the same view she could see Kenneth buffeting the front of his pelvis against Alice's quivering ass, both of them lost in the sensations of their coupling.

  Turning her head, Arin watched Jessica riding the Sybian's dildo, leaning forward to press her mat of red pubic hair and her hidden clit against the vibrating nubs in front of the dildo. Due to the angle of her torso, Jessica's tits swung forward, wobbling enticingly as Jessica started yet another climax. The sides of the Sybian were gleaming with her spilled cum fluids.

  Arin was subconsciously rubbing her tits against the cage bars, leaning at a strange angle since the spreader bar and fiddle prevented her from pressing her whole torso forward. The sights and sounds of the orgy triggered her into yet another cum. The floor of her cage was wet, and getting wetter.

  Kenneth planted his dick firmly into Alice's ass and stopped thrusting, briefly. Arin would later swear she could see his ball sack rising each time he spurted his semen into Alice's ass, and then falling to prime the next spurt. She lost count of the number of times this happened. Kenneth grunted, "Take it! Take it all!"

  Alice responded at first with an inarticulate howl, followed by, "Holy shit! I'm being flooded! I'm... I'm..." She stopped speaking because she was gasping for air as her body was caught up in a fantastic orgasm, triggered by the thought and feel of all that cum being injected into her ass.

  When Alice stopped shuddering, Jessica struggled wearily up off the Sybian, and staggered, a bit bowlegged, over to Alice's wrists, which she untied. Kenneth backed up out of Alice's ass, and large globs of semen spilled out of her dilated, twitching anal opening. He and Jessica untied Alice's legs. The three of them turned their attention to Ted and Molly.

  "Give her your load, Ted," Kenneth said encouragingly, panting hard.

  "Yeah, fuck her good," Alice chimed in, with a weary voice.

  Both Molly and Ted were glowing in the lights bouncing off the sheen of sweat on their straining bodies.

  "I want to see her cunt dripping with your cum, Ted. Do we have to come over there and massage your balls to make you squirt into her?" Jessica asked.

  Arin couldn't say anything because of the gag, but she watched avidly as Ted thrust faster, his allegro rhythm making Molly howl as his pelvis slapped against her mound. "Dammit!" Molly cried. "I'm cumming again!" she screamed, as her toes curled under from the force of her orgasm. />
  "Oh fuck!" Ted shouted. "Her cunt is sucking at my dick! I'm gonna spew..." His mouth clamped shut, as well as his eyelids, as he grabbed Molly's waist and planted his cock as deeply inside her as he could. His sperm launched itself into her depths, spurt after spurt. With each spurt, he rose up on his toes, as if to push his seed even deeper into her. When he thought he was done, he pulled his cock free from her cunt, but that velvety friction made his cock jerk with one final, glorious ejaculation. Molly's lower belly and mound were painted with his white, sticky goo.

  Ted stepped back, panting quietly to catch his breath. Molly looked like some erotic art, hanging spreadeagled on the wheel, chest heaving as she sucked air. The semen oozing down her belly and mound joined that dripping from her still gaping fuck hole. She stared at the onlookers with eyes that appeared slightly out of focus. The scent of sex was heavy in this room filled with naked people. The four females, which included Arin, shivered from time to time with post-orgasmic aftershocks.

  Ted and Kenneth's cocks drooped now, gleaming with various juices. Alice's ass still disgorged globs of semen from Kenneth's prodigious load. They waited until Molly's breathing returned to normal, and her eyes refocused, then carefully unchained her from the wheel. Arin expected Molly to walk over to Jessica and slap her, or something.

  Instead, the two men and the three women crossed the room to stand in front of Arin's cage. Once they'd assembled there in a line, to Arin's amazement, they linked arms around each other's waists, and took a bow.

  Molly walked up to the cage, smiling, and opened it. Detaching the spreader bar and helping a very confused Arin to step free from the cage, she removed her submissive's gag. Molly gave a hand signal to the other people and they all chorused, "Happy birthday, slut girl!"

  Arin sputtered, "You mean this was just an act? This was all planned?"

  "Yes, sweetie. I wanted to do something memorable for your birthday. You know Jessica and Alice, so now I want you to meet my friends Kenneth, and Ted."

  "Oh you!" Arin protested with mock anger. "I was so worried, thinking that you're being raped or something. I saw Jessica chloroform you!"

  "It was all part of the act," Jessica stated. "Molly was expecting it and didn't really inhale the chemical, right?"

  Molly nodded. "That's right. I just faked going unconscious. By the way, Jessica, the use of those zip ties at the beginning was inspired. I almost moaned with arousal when I felt myself restrained that way. I had to remind myself that I was supposed to be knocked out. I know my nipples hardened when you two guys tore off my bra and panties," she added, looking at Ted and Kenneth. "But I couldn't prevent that, and I figured maybe even unconscious, my body would react to those sensations."

  "Even though the setup was faked, the orgasms were real," Alice asserted. "Kenneth's cock in my ass was heavenly, especially with those sensations of being bound helpless to that table."

  "I certainly came several times riding that wonderful Sybian," Jessica agreed, grinning.

  "And Ted made me cum more than once on that wheel. I'm sorry you can't deep throat me, Ted. But that thick, lovely cock of yours fills my pussy to perfection," Molly said, with affection. "And I'm pretty sure that my little whore there managed to cum once or twice, even with her cunt enclosed in that chastity belt. Didn't you, Arin?"

  Arin blushed a deep red, casting her eyes down almost demurely. Scuffing her bare foot shyly on the dungeon floor, she whispered, "Yes, Miss. A couple of times." She paused, thinking. "Several times, in fact," she admitted. The others laughed happily at this revelation.

  "Let's get that belt off you," Molly giggled. Unlocking it, she eased the metallic dildo out of Arin's soggy cunt. Arin couldn't help, because her wrists were still restrained in the fiddle. Molly removed the remaining pieces of the belt while the others watched closely how this was done. "Fetch me a pair of handcuffs, Alice," she commanded.

  Unlocking the fiddle from Arin, Molly took Arin's wrists behind her, and handcuffed them together next to her low back. Arin moaned with delight, since being handcuffed always turned her on. "What shall we do with this birthday girl, people?" Molly asked the group.

  With an impish gleam in her eyes, Alice was quick to state, "I think she should have a birthday spanking, Miss."

  "Oooo. What a marvelous idea," Molly agreed. They found an appropriate chair, and Alice sat down and bent Arin over her thighs and began to spank her ass lightly. Arin's wrists were still cuffed behind her, and she squirmed deliciously on Alice's lap. Part of the reason for her squirming was the fact that the rest of them began fondling her dangling tits, and caressed her face, calves, and thighs – even inserting fingers into her pussy.

  It was quite a sight. Five naked people taking turns giving the cuffed, naked birthday girl the most erotic spanking she'd ever received. Several of them had their laps soaked as Arin came during this sensuous play. After they'd all had a chance to express their love for Arin, they removed her handcuffs and everyone went upstairs for cake and ice cream. Apparently, all that lust had made them rather clumsy, because the ice cream often spilled onto their naked bodies, and had to be licked off by a nearby friend or two.

  CHAPTER 13

  Arin was in agony.

  Molly had left early that morning, to do some work and run some errands. Arin was bored, so she'd decided to do some self-bondage, even though Molly had forbidden it.

  Headstrong, she got out the leg cuffs with a chain between them, plus handcuffs. Placing the keys on top of a low footstool in the living room, she went into the kitchen, stripped herself naked, and cuffed her ankles. Getting down onto her belly, she attached one handcuff to her right wrist. Bringing her heels to her buttocks, she reached back behind herself and grasped the chain of her leg cuffs, looping that over the handcuff connector. Carefully and blindly, she closed the second handcuff onto her left wrist. She was now restrained in a hogtied position.

  Sensations of heady ecstasy threaded through her, as she feel how helpless she'd become in this position. She allowed herself to moan happily as shivers of delight coursed along her nerve endings. Being bound like this was like a drug to her – she thrilled when Molly tied her up, and wanted to experience these feelings more and more. She even thought it a bit unfair for Molly to forbid her from doing this to herself. The feeling of defiance pleased her.

  For a while.

  Her mind started generating fantasies. Maybe she got like this because someone broke into the house, grabbed her roughly, tore her clothes off and tied her up. Maybe he was going to fetch his buddies, and they were all going to use her like the whore she was. Thinking about this, Arin groaned happily and wriggled her tits and cunt against the tile floor beneath her. Her pussy leaked a small amount of her juices.

  The fantasy continued growing in her mind. Maybe they'd bring along their girlfriends, who'd laugh and jeer at her predicament. They'd call her all sorts of filthy names, and slap her bare ass – maybe even spit on her. Arin reveled in humiliation, and this scenario sent a hot flush through her face and neck. She writhed harder on the floor, leaking even more aromatic cunt juices from her now brimming pussy. She couldn't quite stimulate herself to the point of orgasm, strain as she might. Even this frustration was pleasurable.

  Finally, she looked at a clock. Holy Hannah! How had so much time passed? Arin wasn't sure when Molly would return, but she figured she'd better start freeing herself, or she'd get caught. As she tried to move, she found her arms and legs had cramped from being held in this position for so long. She tried rolling, which was rather impossible. She ended up squirming like an inch worm, working her body toward the keys in the next room. A slimy sort of trail formed in her wake as her sopping pussy slid over the smooth tiles beneath her.

  When she got to the living room, she had to wriggle much more carefully, since the floor here was polished wood. What looked like a smooth flat surface when a person walked over it turned out to be a rough surface with tiny ridges and cracks, when that person was dragging her naked fle
sh over it. Her erect nipples kept getting caught in such ridges, so she had to lift herself by arching her back in a partial twist to free them without much damage. Her progress was terribly slow and more painful than on the kitchen tiles.

  The living room seemed infinitely longer than it had ever been, its length emphasized by her agonizing progress. After a subjective eternity, Arin finally reached the low footstool with the keys. She knew she had to bump the stool, to jar the keys onto the floor, then back up to them and partially roll onto her back to get them into her hands. Bumping the stool with her shoulder, she listened for the keys to hit the wooden floor. Nothing. She arched her back to raise up and look at them, trying not to scream as her body protested this movement. They were still there, perhaps a little closer to the edge.

  She bumped the stool again, harder this time. Still no sound of keys striking the floor, and she was tiring. Gathering her strength, she put more effort into the movement, but cramped muscles made her jerk unintentionally. The stool tipped all the way over with a crash, and she heard the keys strike the floor and skitter along it.