by La Marchesa
Charlie opened the door and we stepped inside. I glanced around the room. It was larger than the coitus room and had a large four post canopy bed against the far wall. Numerous rings and cuffs dangled from the canopy and connected to each post was a fur lined wrist/ankle cuff on a chain.
Get undressed so I can put your collar on. I gazed at Robbie. He’d picked up a fur collar from the étagère he stood beside. I stared inside the cabinet. It contained all sorts of ominous looking devices, paddles, crops, whips, chains, blindfolds and the like. When I looked back at Charlie, he said, “Don’t worry, we won’t hurt you unless you need to be punished.” Punished! A sudden chill ran down my spine. I finished glancing around the room. Left of the bed, hanging from the wall were more threatening objects, cuffed chains, ankle restraints and various props I had no idea what they were for.
I must have looked like a deer in headlights because Robbie preempted my question, “You did say you were willing to do anything. I should tell you that while you are in this room, we are masters and you are our slave. Hence you will address us as sir and you will be called slave. Understand?”
I nodded.
“Good. Now get undressed. You can hang your clothes on the garment hooks next to the door.”
I unzipped my dress and Robbie snapped the fur collar he’d been holding around my neck.
Robbie snickered, “I see you’re getting our new slave ready.”
“Yes, she’s raring to go, though I don’t think it’s what she expected.”
“No?”
Charlie’s gaze shifted to me. “Why don’t you finish undressing and I’ll explain everything to you.”
“All right.”
I winced as Charlie smacked my ass smartly. “You mean okay sir. Think of this like being in the army. You are a recruit in boot camp and we’re the drill sergeants.”
Robbie snickered. “And drill you we will.” He chirped jocularly.
Charlie chuckled, but I rolled my eyes as I slipped my arms out of my dress and pushed it over my hips, down my legs and off. As I hung my dress on the hook, Charlie removed the stimulator leads. “You’re not going to hurt me are you?”
“Robbie, would you hand me that paddle.”
He handed the paddle to Charlie and he swatted my bare bottom with it.
“Oww!”
Charlie shook his head. “Please remember to say sir or you will end up with a very red bottom. You understand?”
I nodded and stepped out of my sandals. Standing naked in front of them, I suddenly felt vulnerable.
Charlie tweaked a nipple. “All right, As long as you obey us, we won’t have to punish you and we all will have fun.”
I smiled. “Good. And don’t forget orgasms. I need one bad after wearing that thing all night.”
Charlie swatted my behind again.
“Whoa! What’s that for?
“You will answer with and address us with sir.”
“Sorry, I forgot, sir.”
Robbie reached in the étagère and pulled a red satin blindfold. “All right, let’s get started.” He slipped the mask over my head, effectively blinding me.
Charlie grabbed my arm and led me to the bed. “Okay here’s the bed.” My hand reached out until I felt the bed. I patted it.
“Get on the bed.
I turned my backside to the bed and hopped on it.
As soon as I was on the bed, I was forced backward until I rested on my back and unknown hands attached restraining cuffs around my ankles.
“Now give yourself an orgasm,” Charlie directed.
Chapter Seven - Gangbang
I’m sure my face reflected the incredulity I felt. “You want me to masturbate?”
“What am I?” Charlie demanded.
“Sir, sir.”
“That’s better. Yes, if that’s what it takes to make yourself come, by all means masturbate.”
“May I ask what you will be doing, sir?”
“Master Robbie and I will take a seat very close to you and watch with prurient interest.”
“Excuse me, sir, but that would be very embarrassing.”
Robbie broke in, “Please don’t question what we do, slave. If you disobey we will hook a chain to your collar and take you outside for a walk. Getting embarrassed and losing your inhibitions is an important part of being a submissive. In order to truly enjoy sex, you must be uninhibited.”
“Yes sir.” I reclined on the bed and skimmed my right hand down my abdomen, dipping between my legs and into my warm wet well. My left hand slid across my chest to my right breast.
Just as I started to finger myself. I heard the door open and close a couple seconds later.
Charlie said, “Come in guys. Janine is about to put a show on for us.” He went on, “Slave, say hi to Tray and Ethan.”
“Yes sir. Hi Tray and Ethan.”
One of them said, “Hi slave. You are very nice looking.”
“Thank you, sir.”
A different voice said, “Yes, you have a nice body. I can’t wait to fuck that sweet little pussy of yours.”
Oh my God. My pussy clenched so hard around my finger, I had a mini orgasm without the stimulator.
I heard some low talking, which I couldn’t understand. Then Charlie directed, “Continue please.”
My left forefinger gently touched and ran circles around my distended nipple, adding to the tingly sensation in my core that coursed throughout my body. The index and middle fingers of my other hand slipped down my slit and dove into my boiling caldron. Bountiful quantities of feminine juices seeped from my pussy as if it were perspiring from the heat that was building within me.
I couldn’t see them, but I knew they were there. I heard inaudible talking, and it gave me a perverse thrill knowing I was being watched while I stimulated myself.
Currents of heat coursed up, down and across my body as my fingers stroked my crème filled pussy.
As long as I’d been tasked with putting on a show, I decided to make it a good one. After stroking my deep recess a couple dozen times, I pulled my fingers out and slid them up my cleft to my super sensitive pearl, rubbing it hungrily. As my first orgasm approached, my heart beat so fast and with such force, I could feel my dark red blood pulsing in my neck and ears. I moved my other hand from my nipple down to my pussy, where my two fingers punched in and out relentlessly.
“Jesus Christ, Almighty. I’m coming!...sir.” I arched my back violently. Like a tidal wave sweeping all before it, it hit me. The sensations blew through my brain like objects in a hurricane. A rush of undulating waves and tingly, pleasure pulses followed as my head thrashed wildly back and forth. Building in my loins, the feeling spread outward, increasing in intensity, overpowering me. The feeling seemed to last forever. I hoped whoever watched liked the show I put on.
The effects of my orgasm hadn’t ended yet when someone grabbed my right arm. When he spoke excitedly, I realized it was Robbie, “That was fifty-two seconds.” He fastened a fur lined cuff around my wrist and apparently attached the cuff to the chain on the bed post.
I could still hear people softly talking like we were in a library. Some library.
While Robbie attached my other wrist to the post, Charlie wrapped an arm around each thigh and pulled me toward him as far as my wrist restraints would allow. “That’s fantastic. Slave, you are unique in that each time you climax, it lasts longer. You never stay the same or back slide.”
“That’s good, sir.”
Then, he slipped a rope, apparently affixed to a ring on the canopy, under the crook of my knee and cinched it up tight. “I’ll say it is. I have a feeling we’ll hit one minute easily today. Maybe get to seventy seconds.”
Next, he repeated the procedure and cinched my other leg up as tight as my ankle restraints would allow.
With my ass hanging off the bed and my legs raised and spread eagle with my pussy and ass jutting out, I seemed to be in the ultimate position for fucking. “What’s next, sir?”
With casualness that belied the situation, Charlie quipped, “Oh we thought we’d all take a turn fucking your sweet, cunt.”
I flinched as a cock glided into my warm sopping wet well and shouted. “Who’s that…sir?”
When Robbie answered me from between my legs, I sighed. “Me, I’m going first. We all got turned on watching you masturbate and want to fuck you.” I knew it was his cock deep inside me. His cock soothed the sweet anguish that had built in the walls of my pussy. Reveling in the joyous feelings that snaked through me, it became obvious this awkward position was every bit as good for fucking as I’d thought.
Though it felt wonderful, panic raced through me when someone began to massage my breasts and wrapped soft lips around my distended nipple. Anxious, I demanded. “Please tell me, who is that, sir?” A second pair of lips nestled below my ear. “I’m Tray, Ethan is tasting your sexy nipple.” Shivers ran up and down my neck and arms as Tray laved my ear. “Thank you for inviting us to fuck you.” His lips covered mine and without a thought I opened mine and welcomed his smooth tongue. With Robbie fucking me and the mysterious Tray and Ethan delighting me other ways, I was near boiling point. Out of the blue, as yet another mouth, surely Charlie’s, engulfed and suckled my other nipple, currents of heat coursed up, down and across my body.
Realizing the gigantic thrill I experienced was even more titillating than what Robbie and Charlie had managed, I reminisced. I may be the slave but I am the one who is being treated as if I were a goddess.
Overwhelmed by the actions of hands, lips, fingers, tongues and writhing, slick friction I received, an erotic haze of lust closed in on me. Delicious, heavenly feelings, constantly coursed through me, as every erogenous zone became stimulated. Out of the blue, I came to the edge of a cataclysmic event. My pussy felt as if it would explode as the first tidal wave spread across my body on a path of felicitous devastation. That was followed by another and another. I arched my back and ground my pussy onto his shaft as far as his pubic bone would let me. Another and yet another of what seemed like unending swells of pleasure, surged through body and mind as I fought to keep my sanity.
Through the entire blessed episode, Robbie’s cock rocked my pussy while my covey of lovers addressed my other needs. As a result, when the undulating pleasure of my enormous orgasm seemed ready to dissipate, a second drum-roll shuddered through my sex, followed by his expulsion. My strong interior muscles clutched his prick as he ground his throbbing shaft deep inside me, holding it in place, even after his seed emptied within me.
This was the way sex should be, intense, constant, erotic with multiple stimulation. I wondered, now that I’d experienced multiple partners, if I could be satisfied with monogamous sex?
Charlie jumped up. “Way to go Robbie. A two bagger. Fifty-six and sixty-one seconds each.”
Robbie pulled out. “That’s fabulous. “Did you hear that Jan…er, I mean slave?”
I snickered. “I might not be able to move, the way I’m trussed up, but I can still hear, sir. Who, may I ask, is going to fuck me next, sirs?”
Suddenly, I was blinded by light when my blindfold was removed. “I’m next,” said Tray, as my eyes grew used to the light, his upside down face smiled at me. With brown eyes and dark hair, he looked like a younger version of Robbie. “Remember my face so you can picture me fucking you. I’m going to enjoy fucking you like I’ve never enjoyed fucking anyone.” Then he returned my blindfold and I was thrust into dark again. Soon he was between my legs gliding his cock in and out of my well lubricated channel, while my three other lovers, erotically fondled and caressed me.
Umm. This is unbelievably wicked, one dreamboat turning my voracious cunt over to another equally dashing hunk, with more to come.
Robbie and Charlie kept me tied up for two and a half hours, while my four sex partners had their way with me. To my delight, I had my way with them as well. It turned out to be an indescribably yummy experience. One in which I gloried on the way to six glorious orgasms. I will never forget the heights I reached as everyone plowed their cocks into me while those not occupied between my legs kept me sizzling other ways.
My third lover of the night was Ethan, who also removed my blindfold. Unlike Tray, left it off. He also was young…and handsome, with blue eyes and sandy hair.
I hit the one minute mark on the third orgasm with the second of two with Robbie and everyone cheered. My last climax of the morning, when I was with Charlie, lasted a whooping minute and seventeen seconds and I was riding high on a wave of bliss. That was a minute four seconds longer than my first climax four days ago.
I was two thirds of the way to the magic two minute mark and I had the time of my life getting there. If only sex could be like that all the time, there’d be a lot less misery in the world. Maybe that’s what Robbie and Charlie are after—a strife free Planet Earth.
Robbie and Charlie were ecstatic. As they undid the restraining devices. Charlie said, “This calls for a celebration, I’ll buy everyone lunch.”
When my blindfold was removed, I stared at my mystery lovers. They both smiled and nodded.
Robbie stepped between the men and rested a hand on each man’s shoulder. Hitching his head left toward the darker man, he announced. “Janine, I’d like you to meet the good looking one of the family, my younger brother, Tray.”
It really felt odd being introduced to someone after they fucked you, but I didn’t regret it one bit.
He took a single step forward and held out his hand. “Hi Jan. I hope it’s not improper to say, I really enjoyed everything about our initial meeting. I hope it won’t be our last.”
I felt heat course through me as our hands met. I had no idea what he meant. “You were a great lover Tray.” I glanced at the sandy haired man. “You were great too.”
“Thank you.” He bowed his head and smiled. “I too enjoyed knowing you in the Biblical sense.” He snickered. “I’m Evan’s younger brother Ethan.”
Ethan, younger than Charlie, was the biggest of the four and probably the strongest. He eased up to me and held out his hand. “Congratulations. Seventy-seven seconds is quite an accomplishment.”
This should have been embarrassing, but I was too intrigued to be ashamed. “This is all so surreal, meeting people after you’ve had sex. Mind you, I’m not complaining. It’s like having sex with a group of attractive movie stars. Now, that I’ve met you all, I can’t wait to go another round.”
Everyone laughed. Charlie came up, grabbed my upper arm and led me away from the bed. “That can wait until another day. Your pussy has had enough action for today. For now, I’m taking everyone to lunch. Shall we get going?” We all went in Ethan’s Hummer. I sat in the passenger seat and Tray, Robbie and Charlie rode in back.
I reached over and touched Ethan’s arm.
When he glanced at me, I asked. “I know what Robbie and Charlie do, but what about you and Tray?”
“Tray and I attend UCLA. He’s in medical school and I being the youngest am in pre-med and I’m on the football team.”
Being a former band member, I liked and followed football. “Really. What position?”
He grinned. “Weak safety.”
Remembering how strong he looked sans his clothes, I laughed. “You don’t look weak.”
“I’m not. If you’re willing I’ll show you next time we get together.”
Charlie must have a thing for Mexican food, because we celebrated with Nachos and Margaritas in the same La Casa Mexico.
It was fun. Everybody took turns toasting me. Charlie’s toast was, “To the greatest little comer in California.
I nodded.
Robbie’s was, “to the gamest test subject we ever had. Thank you Janine.”
I smiled and clapped.
Ethan’s was, “To the hottest little fuck, I’ve ever had.”
I should have been embarrassed, but my chest swelled with pride.
Tray’s was, “To the first woman at the clinic who will have a two minute orgasm. May I be
the doctor who delivers the precious package.”
I laughed.
Before we left, I noticed Charlie and Robbie whispering to each other.
When we got back to the clinic Ethan and Tray kissed me goodbye. They said how much they enjoyed being with me and really looked forward to fucking me again, but they had classes they needed to go to.
I sighed as they walked away from me down the hall. I really looked forward to being with them again, too.
Charlie grabbed my hand and led me into exam room nine. Get undressed and sit in the chair, I need to give you your shot and put the stimulator on you.
As I undressed as instructed, I asked, “Charlie. Do you ever have a need for bisexual women?”
“Yes, why?”
I sat in the Gynecologist chair. “My best friend, who is bi-sexual, would like to volunteer to be a test subject.”
“That’s interesting, because I wanted to get into your latent homosexual tendencies.”
I started to ask what he was talking about when he gave me the painful shot. Then he hooked up the low voltage erogenic stimulator.
“If she can have climaxes, we’re interested. Leave your friend’s name and phone number on my desk.”
As he attached the five leads to my clit, vagina, anus and nipples, I managed to ask, “What do you mean my homosexual tendencies?”
“Your dream is a giveaway. It’s nothing to be ashamed of. Fully forty percent of women are lesbians, bi-sexual or bi-curious. You happen to fall into the last group and the next time you come here we want you to join the middle group.”
My eyelids opened wide. “You think I want to have sex with a woman?”