All Tied up and No Place to Go.

part one

When she came home from work Friday night, he was waiting on the couch. She knew he would be, they had spoken on the phone during her lunch hour. He had ropes in his hand and a smile on his face. She set down her belongings and walked across the room to stand before him.

"Remove your clothes." he said, and she did without hesitation. He stood up and grasped her breasts firmly in his hand, and squeezed and groped them until she thought she would cry out, then he moved to the other one and treated it with the same intensity.  Then he moved behind her dragging his hand down her belly, across her hip and to her ass. He told her to bend over, and she did, placing her hands on the couch in front of her. He began spanking her, he did this often, but never more than 5-6 hits at one time. The discomfort was there as it always was and on the 6th hit, she relaxed her body, only to receive another, and another sting. She tensed at the shock, he continued his assault. She closed her eyes, he focused his. Her ass was moving past that soft pink point to the deeper, fuller red. As he swung he noticed that she was moving herself backwards with each swing, unconsciously meeting his hand every time. She loved it, as he knew she would, but she was obviously liking it way to much, which was his cue to stop. He told her to stand up straight, and he moved in front of her, placing the training collar securely around her neck. It was a made of beautiful black leather with a heart shaped ring in the front and three "D" rings in the back. Next he attached the leash to her and guided her to the bedroom.

With his instruction she laid herself on her back, with her hands over her head in a beautiful spread eagle position. He removed his clothes and laid himself on top of her, kissing her mouth, caressing her body, and grinding his body into hers. Then he moved up over her face and placed his cock over her mouth, she opened her mouth and began to suck. As she did so, he leaned over and tied first her right, then her left arm to the tie downs that lead from the floor and over the bedrails. Then he pulled himself out of her mouth, stood, and secured her ankles equally as well, then he mounted her again. He fucked her hard and fast, and without concern for her sexual pleasure, for he knew that she could orgasm just from being tied down. He pulled out before he came, and shot it all over her breasts. He then stood up, grabbed his clothes and left the room.

Later that Evening

Part two

She tugged on the chains, even though experience told her that they were firmly intact, and she loved them all the more for it. She pulled again, feeling the restraints dig into her skin. When they were purchased for her she requested to not have the softer fur lined ones, but the harsher metal ones with leather lining. The redness that was welling onto her wrist did naught but cause her pussy to get even wetter.

She heard the front door open, and knew that her Mistress was now home.

She wasn't sure how long she lay alone in the room, maybe 30 minutes, maybe 2 hours. Then the door opened, and her Master and Mistress entered. She watched him undress her and start kissing her. She heard the moans of her Mistress clearly and felt her own pussy start to melt. Then Mistress sat on the edge of the bed, leaning her back against her thigh as he knelt on the floor between her legs. He buried his face between Mistresses legs and the slave girl could do nothing but watch, and listen, and feel the motion against her own thigh as she pushed back against her. She felt herself about to burst when they stopped.  Mistresses rested quietly there for a moment. She knew from experience that she had not yet had her orgasm, but also knew that she was not one to deny herself anything. As she stood, she looked down at her pet and smiled, then moved her hand down to feel her pussy.

"You are wet kitten, have you had an orgasm yet tonight?"

"No Ma'am"

"Would you like one?"

"If you wish it Ma'am"

Mistress smiled at her well-trained slave and reached under the bed for her double dildo.  She stuck one end deep inside her slaves cunt, then positioned herself astride her, with the other end in her own pussy. She sat like that and barely moved, but placed one hand directly on her pets clit. Master had walked towards the bed carrying a beautiful pure white candle. The flame was now the main light source in the room as he turned the lamp out next to the bed. Mistress began moving more of the dildo inside of her as the first flow of hot wax fell on her breast. Mistress leaned over and sucked her left nipple into her mouth as Master let the wax drop on the right breast. As she leaned up to increase her speed on the dildo, the wax found itself on her belly. It was being dripped on her navel, and her sides, her shoulders, and breasts. Every time there was a splash of pain, there was a moan of pleasure from Mistresses fingers.  They pinched her clit at the same second the wax landed. The heat had been a consolation for the pleasure, she gave them her pain, and they gave her the pleasure she longed for. She closed her eyes, and felt the hands of her Master on her clit as Mistress began fucking her harder and faster, their moans were in sync now as they built up to a mutual plain of ecstasy.

Mistress get up and removed the toy and Master cleaned her cunt with a warm cloth. They both gave her a kiss then placed a blindfold over her eyes.

"We will be gone for a while, and when we come back your body will be used and used and used again, until you are covered with both yours and everyone else's cum."

Upon Return

Part Three

With the blindfold on her and the lights off, she could see nothing in the room. But the time spent blindfolded had heightened her sense of hearing. She heard the cars pull into the driveway. There was more than one, but she couldn't determine exactly how many. The front door was unlocked, then swung open. Footsteps entered the foyer and moved to the living area. There were voices, all were male except for the voice of her Mistress. She could not make out the words said, only that they were all in good spirits. Master and Mistress loved to entertain, and did so quite often. They had mentioned before the possibility of bringing others in to fuck her while they watched, but they had not done it....yet.

The thought of what could be ready to happen made her stomach leap, and her body sweat. Her mind raced and her cunt moistened. The voices were closer now, the conversations more distinguishable. The door to her room opened, and the lamp was turned back on. She heard some intakes of breath and she felt that there were people encircling her bed. There had to be at least 10 people in the room, besides herself. She instinctively tried to close her legs, but her ankles were securely fastened in her Masters beloved spread eagle position. She felt the people come closer to her, and her heart rate soared. She heard her Mistress say "go ahead boys", and then the sound of trousers unzipping and belt buckles unfastening. Then hands started to touch her. 

They groped her breasts, rubbed her thighs, pinched her nipples. She felt the bed cave in as one or more kneeled onto it. Fingers moved to her pussy, and others went for her clit. She had no way of knowing how  many hands were touching her. Even if she tried to count them she couldn't get her mind to focus. The sensations were over powering her. She felt a cock slide over her lips, and she instinctively opened her mouth and took it in. As she sucked him in, she felt another slide into her pussy. Lips were on her each of her breasts, and a finger was on her clit. Another cock found it's way into each of her hands. She could barely move her wrists to caress them, but she tried very hard. The man inside of her pussy was huge, she could feel him filling her up, and pushing in deep, she move her hips to meet every thrust. She sucked harder on the one in her mouth. There were moans coming from all corners of the room. She heard Mistress whisper in her ear that she loved her, and that she was putting on a wonderful show for Master and herself.

The man fucking her finally came hard inside of her, and moved off of her. At the same time she was told to get up on her knees, which she did. She wasn't sure when the tie-downs were unfastened, and she wasn't going to waste any sensations worrying about it. Someone crawled onto the bed in front of her, and moved his hands on her hips to guide her onto him. She did so, with only slight awkwardness caused by the blindfold. As he started pumping into her she felt another set of hands grab her hips from behind. He guided himself into her ass, and she let out an intense combination of a scream and a moan. Mouths again grabbed onto her nipples and another cock founds its way deep into her throat. Her hands each found cocks to hold on to, while others were jacking off so close to her that they occasionally slapped against her side or her legs. Her mind was taken over by her body and her sensations. There was no logic, no reasoning, no thinking...only feeling. The intense feeling of being used, and manipulated, and pleasured. Of your entire body being taken, and you giving it all. The man below her was thrusting up as the man behind her pushed in. Her head bobbed on the one in front of her, as she raised slightly to cause the ones biting her nipples to pull harder. There was no focus on any area, her body was consumed. The title wave of pleasure washed over her, there was no start point, there was no end point. She jerked back and forth, up and down, as the men somehow met her thrusts. She screamed, they moaned, she went silent, they screamed, she gasped for air, they moaned, and then all was quiet.