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Fixing the Stuck up Bitch

By: storytyme



I was sitting at the bar having a beer after a crappy day at work. Things were not going my way today. I was not in the best of moods. The door opened and in walked a group of girls. I looked up and cursed under my breath. Jen and two of her friends walked past me. I hated Jen. She was a high school classmate of mine, my enemy. Her eyes caught mine and I glanced for a second to see her give me a dirty look, before I looked away. The night could not get worse.

I decided to finish my beer and leave until my friend John walked in. He sat next to me and we chatted while sharing a few beers. I headed to the back of the bar to use the restroom. As I made my way down the narrow hallway to the restroom, Jen exited the women's restroom. I looked down to avoid eye contact. I turned to enter the restroom when the door unexpectedly swung open towards me. I took a step back and accidentally bumped into Jen.

"Look out you ass.", she quipped as she hurried past me.

I refrained from replying while wishing to put her in her place. Who the hell did she think she was? What made her think she was so much better than most people? I never understood the bitch.

I made my way back to the bar and shared a few more drinks with John. It was getting late and John said he was headed home. I followed him out the back exit that faced an alley. I stopped at the exit to smoke a cigarette before leaving. As I stood there, I heard Jen and her friend talking as they waited in line for the restroom, which was by the exit. I could tell Jen was getting drunk because she was talking loud, louder than normal. I felt my blood pressure begin to boil as I took a long drag of the cigarette.

"I can't believe Dave ran into me. He is such an asshole. What a fucking idiot."

"Jen, what is it with you two? You two have always seemed to hate each other"

"Marcy, he gets on my nerves. He is such a loser."

I took another drag of my cigarette as the voices vanished. I figured they must have had their turn in the restroom. I was finishing my cigarette and putting it in the receptical when the door opened in front of me. I turned to look as the body passed by and the door swung closed. I immediately noticed it was Jen. I quietly followed a few steps behind as she headed towards the cars parked on the other end of the alley, which is where my car was also parked. As she approached her car, I sped up and grabbed a handful of her dark, straight hair, which was pulled back in a pony tail.

I heard her squeal in pain as I pulled her from behind towards my car. I stopped in front of my trunk and begun unlocking it with my left hand, while holding her at bay with my right hand slightly behind my body. I felt her try to turn away from me. I jerked my right hand toward me and pulled her head back, almost knocking her off her feet. I raised the lid of the trunk and pulled my right hand towards the trunk. It felt like one swift move and I was shutting the trunk lid on top of her body, trapping her inside.

I quickly jumped into the car and took off, heading towards my college house I was renting. It had been three years since we had graduated. I hated her as much as the day I last walked through the high school doors. My apartment was minutes away so I had time to make a plan. I couldn't believe I had actually grabbed her and put her in my trunk. I could hear her cussing as I headed out of town. I turned up the music to drown her annoying voice out. I thought about the fact she had a husband and two kids at home as I headed down the highway. I imagined how happy they would be to have space from this annoying bitch for a brief period.

I pulled into my driveway and parked in the garage. It was Friday so my roommates headed home for the weekend. I closed the garage door and unlocked the trunk. I opened the trunk to see the worst glare I had ever experience. I leaned down to reach inside the trunk when she lifted her leg and kicked me in the face. I took a step back before regaining my balance. I shoved her leg back into the trunk then reached down and grabbed the ponytail once more. I yanked as hard as I could and dragged her out of the trunk.

Tears were running down her face as she scowled, "Let my go you stupid son of a bitch. What the fuck are you doing?"

"Shut the fuck up you whore. I cannot stand the sound of your voice!", I replied as I dragged her to the front of the garage. I held her at bay as I cleaned the tools off my tool bench table with one quick swipe. I caught a glimpse of the metal clamps attached to the tool bench table. It was normally used to hold a pipe or a piece of wood while they were being sawed. Tonight, it had a much different purpose.

Yanking her hair towards the table, I wound the clamps together. Her back smashed against the table and her back arched backwards as I held her hair between the clamps. She adjusted her body to keep on her feet. I felt her try to pull away, but I yanked her hair one more time, sure I was about to rip her hair from the roots of her head. I finished winding the clamps closed and let go of her hair. I took a step back and admired my handy work. 

Tears were streaming down her face as she stood, bent backwards, helpless. Her eyes were closed as she sobbed. I surveyed her body, noticing her her tiny chest and hips were arched forward in an attempt to evenly distribute her weight. I ran inside and grabbed a scissors then cut her skimpy shirt from her body and removed her bra.

"Now listen here Jen. I want you to know I hate you with every living fiber in my body. I have never hated someone as much as you. You think you are God's gift to the world. You think you are so much better than me for some fucking reason. There was not one day in high school where I didn't want to beat your face in. If you were a man, I would have time and time again."

I stared at her ugly face and pulled her glasses off her face. Her eyes shot open. I knew she was practically blind without her glasses. One advantage of knowing her well was knowing her downfalls. Believe me, I looked for them for many years.

"Fuck you John. Let me go. You are going to rot in jail for this you bastard."

"Listen here. You are now going to be my slave. You will do whatever I tell you to and you will do it obediently. If you do not do as you are told, I will punish you and I will seriously harm your family. You have a lesson to learn."

"I am sorry, John. I never meant to piss you off. I promise. I have learned my lesson. Please let me go. This hurts so bad. Please."

I begin to laugh as I run my hands down the front of her body. My hands slide down her small chest. I never understood why she wore revealing shirts when she had practically nothing to reveal. I felt her nipples harden as my fingers ran over them and glided down her ribs.

"You tell me to let you go, but your body is telling me you like my touch."

"You are one sick mother fucker. I will make sure you die for this. Don't fucking touch me!"

"You mean like this?" I say as I run my hands over her chest again.

"You have such small ant hills. You husband must be so displeased with your lack of chest. I bet he wishes everyday that you had something on top of your chest. Your nipples are standing on end. I think you like me touching you."

"You wish."

"Listen. If you do not change your tone of voice immediately, you will regret ever knowing me. If you dare try screaming or running, I will kill your family. Trust me."

"Whatever you sick bastard. You are such a loser. You have always been a loser."

I smack her across the face then grab a hold of her protruding nipples and squeeze them as hard as I can. She tries to pull away only to be yanked back by her hair as her shoulders crash back to the table.

"Owwwwwww."

Squeals of pain flow over and over from her lips as I inflict pain upon her body. I hold on to her nipples a second before I clear my voice. I look deep into her piercing eyes.

"Tell me I am your master. Tell me you will do as I say and I will let go."

"Owwwwwww. OK you are my master. Owwwww I will do as you say. Stop please!"

I remove my hands from her chest and begin unbuttoning her jeans. She begs me to stop, but it is too late. Her jeans and panties rest around her ankles. I run my right hand down her arched mound, pressing against her outer labia. Her hips arch towards my hand as I giggle deviously.

"Ah you like my touch huh? You filthy little slut. Let's see just how much you are liking this, my slave."

My finger slips inside her lips, diving inside her inner walls. Her hips grind my finger a couple times before her hips rescind and try to avoid my finger. Jen tries to raise her leg and kick me away. I slap my hand against her pussy in punishment for her disobedience.

"You are going to learn one way or the other. I guess you are going to do things the hard way. That is okay. I will enjoy teaching you, you fucking worthless whore."

She raises her dangling arms and tries to swing at me. I decide it is time to restrain her arms. Reaching down, I grab her shirt from the ground and tie her hands behind her back. I slide my hand over her mound once again before burying my index finger inside her snatch. Shocked by the amount of wetness surrounding my finger, I withdraw my finger from inside her.

"You really are liking this aren't you? I know this will pain you to admit it, but I am actually turning you on. Tell me I am turning you on Jen."

"Yes, John. My body is sensitive. I cannot help but be turned on, no matter how much I despise you right now. Please just let my hair out. I will do whatever you say. I promise. No tricks."

"I must say I like your tone a lot better now. I cannot believe how much of a slut you are. Despite your immense hate for me, your body is begging for me to touch you. This is going to be fun."

I squeeze her ant hills in my hands one more time before turning away from her and heading inside the house. I return naked carrying a stool. I set the stool in front of her body and guide my hard penis towards her pussy.

"You are my slave. You are a worthless slut and I will treat you as such. When I tell you to do something, you will do it immediately with no back talk or defiance. I will train you to be my submissive slave. If you do as told, you will be rewarded. If you defy me, you will be severely punished. Do you understand.?"

"Yes, master. I understand. I will do as you say, just please do not hurt me."

Upon agreement, I slide my penis inside her and grind away. As I am moments from cumming, I pull out of her pussy and step up onto the stool. I stroke myself until my cum shoots all over her face and dribbles onto her chest. 

"Swallow the semen in your mouth, my slave."

"Yes, master. My head is killing me. Please let my head go master."

I smack her face and tell her, "I did not tell you to speak. You only speak when I tell you to speak. You want me to release your head. Fine!"

I grab a hedger from a shelve and cut her ponytail off her head. Her head pulls away as she straightens her body. I laugh because her face is filled with total horror. She cannot believe I just cut all her long hair off her head, I can see it in her face. I push her back against the table and remove her jeans and panties from her legs. Now free to walk, I grab her by her bound hands and guide her inside the house. We walk though the kitchen and down my stairs to my basement. I tie her neck to a thick, metal pipe. I then tie her feet to the bottom of the pole and explain to her she is my pathetic pet.

Upstairs, I masturbate into a Popsicle maker until it is full and place it in the freezer then go shower. The hot water runs down my tired body. My mind is racing a million miles a minute. I build a plan in my head for Jen now that I have time to think. 

Just before bed, I return to the basement to check on my pet. She is standing against the poll sobbing. I untie her hands from her back only to retie them to a cross-section pipe above her head. I pull up a stool bar for her to sit on. I untie her feet then bind them separately to the bottom of the stool, exposing herself to my whim. I turn out the lights and head upstairs to my bed.

Fixing the Stuck up Bitch Ch. 02



I chained my pet slave to a pole downside and tied her feet to a stool for the night. I have had enough of her snide remarks and disgusting looks towards me. It is time to teach her a lesson in manners. 

I woke up early the next morning and ran to the local pet store and made a last minute stop at the adult store on my way home. I grabbed a drill from the garage and headed downstairs. My pet was sobbing as I approached her. I put a collar around her neck and attached a leash to her collar. 

"What are you crying about?"

"I miss my babies and my husband. I am so sorry John. I treated you like shit and I realize it now. I have learned my lesson. Please let me go home."

"You think you have learned your lesson? Ha! Ha! Ha! You have not even begun to learn your lesson."

I slid my hand between her legs and slid my finger inside her dry hole. I pumped the finger in and out until she began to lubricate my finger. Once my finger was glistening, I slid my finger up to her clit and massaged it a few moments. I heard her gasp momentarily.

"Please master, I have to pee."

"You do not relieve yourself unless I say so. You will learn to hold your bodily functions like a dog until I let you outside. If you leak, I will punish you like a dog."

I continued to flick her clit until it grew hard, then I squeezed it tightly between my fingers. I smiled as she winced and let out a whimper. I decided my teasing was done for the moment. I turned away and began drilling holes in four spots on the floor. I placed two hand clamps horizontal from each other and drilled them into the floor. 

I returned to my pet, untied her feet and took hold of the leash before unbinding her hands. I yanked at the leash and guided her to the floor where I locked each hand into the clamps. I then measured the placement of the next two clamps, drilled the holes and secured the two a clamp to each of her ankles so that she was secured to the floor naked, in a dog's position. I stood back and admired my handy-work. I held a plastic bowl between her legs.

"Relieve yourself my pet slave."

"I can't pee with you standing her."

I slapped her ass and repeated myself. Soon her golden fluids flowed from between her legs into the bowl. I wiped her clean and headed upstairs to place her waste in my freezer. I grabbed a cage from the top of my car and brought her new home to the basement, placing it in the corner. I secured the cage to the floor then drilled four clamps into the side of my wall. I walked over to my pet who was looking at me with puppy eyes.

"What is it now my pet? You are getting on my nerves."

"I have not eaten in a long time. May I have something to eat master?"

"Yes, I will feed you my pet. I ran to the store and bought you some food and toys this morning. I will need to clean you up in a bit. We are expecting some guests later and I need you fresh and clean so that you can play host to the guests."

I grabbed a metal dog bowl from my bag of goodies and opened a can of dog food. I placed the dog food in front of her face. Her look of disgust was to die for. I laughed at her.

"Your face is one of the ugliest faces I think I have ever seen. You are so fucking ugly. You look like a mole with your glasses off. I am surprised you found a husband to marry you. He must have done so out of sympathy. Eat your food now you ugly bitch or go hungry."

I sat back behind her and watched my pet eat her food like a dog. It was interesting to see her vagina exposed to me each time she bent down to take a bite out of the bowl. I came up with a great idea. Each time she bent down to eat, I slid two fingers inside her pussy. When she lifted her head, I removed them. It was a unique way to entice her to eat and tease her horniness at the same time. By time she was done eating, her pussy was a mess.

"What a good little slut you are. You are enjoying this aren't you?"

"You have made me so horny master. I beg for release."

"You will not have a release until I say you are ready. It is time for your bath."

I released her from her binds and walked her on all fours, pulling on her leash, to the bathroom downstairs. I ran the water and placed her in the tub. I lathered up a bath rag and washed her body, making sure to spend extra time on her breasts and crotch. Her breathing was starting to increase with each stroke of the rag over her lower region. 

After her bath, I let her air dry like a dog. I introduced her to her new home, placing her in her cage. The cage was made for extra large dogs. I placed a padlock on the cage and left her to play with a rope bone.

Later in the afternoon, I restrained her back in the clamps on the floor. I took the cumcicle I had created and shoved it in and out of her pussy. Her hips began to gyrate as the frozen cumcicle pumped in and out of her walls, melting away inside her. She was getting close to an orgasm when I removed the cumcicle and placed it in her mouth, ordering her to lick it. Her face scoured as she sucked her own juices off the cumcicle. I laughed at her.

"What a disgusting slut you are. You are licking your juices off my frozen come. I need to get a few pictures of this."

I took pictures of her restrained to the floor like a dog, sucking on the cumcicle. I was turned on. As ugly as she was, as much hatred as I had for her, I found myself turned on by her heavy breathing and naked body. Her lips were begging for me. I pushed the rest of the cumcicle inside her ass. She squealed as it forced itself inside. 

I moved around her and stood before her face, holding my erect cock in hand. I didn't say a word, only placing it against her lips. She complied and began to suck my cock in her mouth. I took two hands full of her shortened hair and fucked her face. It was not long before I was on the brink of an orgasm as her mouth worked wonders on me. I took a few deep thrusts before burying my dick deep down her throat and spraying my semen down her throat. I heard her half-choke as I filled her stomach.

I rested a few minutes before explaining her role as a host for the party tonight. I explained she would be part of the entertainment and was to do as told if she had any hopes of seeing her family again. I told her that she would be severely punished if she made any attempt to leave. I asked for her understanding and received her reluctant acceptance.

My two roommates, Juan and Peter, arrived home. Peter had brought his girlfriend Sheila with him. She was a tomboy who loved to be one of the guys. A little bit later a few of the soccer players from the university accepted my invitation and showed up. We were waiting for the last guest to arrive before I showed them the surprise I had promised them.

Juan and Peter set up the poker table. Jason, one of the soccer players, began pouring drinks. The door bell rang. I opened the door to welcome Sammy. Her gold locks were pulled back in a ponytail. I leaned in and gave her a big hug. I welcomed her inside. She was the rugby goalie. 

It was time to unveil the surprise host for the night. I made my way downstairs and removed the padlock from the cage. For the night, Jen was allowed to stand on two legs, unless instructed otherwise. She stood up and straightened her blue frill skirt that hung a few inches above her knee, just barely covering her privates. I admired the way the wife beater t-shirt hugged her chest. I intentionally bought a shirt a size too small. I took hold of the leash and guided her up the stairs.

Everyone stared in disbelief as I escorted her into the living room. It was a few seconds before the soccer plays began hooting and hollering. The noise ended with hands clapping. Sammy stood and circled Jen, checking out the meat. I grinned as Sammy's face filled with desire.

"Jen be a good pet and go get us some food from the kitchen." I commanded.

As Jen turned and exited the room Peter spoke up, "Dude. Where the hell did you get that woman?"

Juan chimed in, "Wow. That is the biggest shocker I have seen in a long time. I would have never expected this from you John. You are the man."

"Peter, she is an former high school classmate of mine. She is a total bitch who needs to be taught some manners. She will be our host and entertainment for the night."

I wasn't sure if the look on Peter's girlfriend, Sheila's face was of disgust or horror. I was not expecting her to be here. She was about to see a great show. A few moments later Jen entered the room carrying a tray of sub bites. She made her way around the poker table. Juan reached up her loose-fitting skirt and grabbed her ass as she leaned over to give Peter a sub.

"Holy cow. She has no underwear on. What a slut."

Everyone laughed. "I gotta get a feel of this" Sammy added. 

Sure enough, Sammy stuck her hand up Jen's skirt as Jen made her way around the table. Ramon, one of the other soccer players, pulled her onto his lap. 

"Sit here. You can be my good luck charm this hand." 

The first hand of cards was dealt as the we began a hand of poker. Ramon held his cards with one hand, while the other hand was underneath the table. Jen's eyes were closed. Her lips trembled after just a few moments. I imagined his hand buried under her skirt. I announced the reward for the winner of the first hand.

"As I stated earlier, Jen will also be our entertainment of the night. The winner of the first hand will receive oral treatment from our host tonight. Because you will be busy, you will sit the following hand out. Oh, and I almost forgot, the winner also gets to choose a toy from the bag of goodies on the couch to use on her also."

Hoots and hollers filled the room. I had a feeling Sheila was glad she was only an observer for the game, though I didn't know how she would feel if Peter won. The bets were placed and the river card was laid on the table. The beer was flowing and I could tell the men were starting to get horny. Jen's face was starting to get flushed as Juan teased her. I looked over and saw his hand bobbing under her skirt.

"Our host for the night is not allowed to have an orgasm until I say so. You can tease her all you want, but do not let her orgasm." I informed my guests."

Juan won the first hand and shouted in excitement. "She is mine for the next hand Ramon. Give her up."

Juan walked around the table and took Jen by the leash. He led her to his chair and dropped his jeans to the floor. He placed his hands on the back of her head and guided her mouth to his penis. She reluctantly began to service him. All eyes were on her momentarily. Juan leaned back and closed his eyes as Jen began sucking him.

Ramon dealt the next hand. I noticed Sammy, who was sitting next to Ramon was paying more attention to Jen than to her hand. I won the next hand with a pair of 8's. Everyone groaned. I knew they were anticipating a winning hand. This was in deed a high stakes poker game. Juan seemed to be getting close.

"Okay Juan. It is my turn to use this slut." 

Juan groaned in displeasure. He went to the bag of toys and pulled out anal beads. I bent her over my lap as Juan inserted four of the seven beads inside her ass. Everyone cheered. I could tell Cheila was beginning to enjoy this as well. I pushed and pulled a little on the anal beads, teasing Jen's ass before pushing her between my legs. I pushed my swollen dick inside her mouth and reveled in the warmth of her mouth as she slowly sucked on my head. I wanted access to her breasts, so I pulled her shirt over her head. She momentarily stopped sucking as I removed her shirt. I began pulling on her nipples and felt her moan on my dick as she began sucking again.

The next hand was dealt as I enjoyed the sucking. Ramon won the next hand with a straight. Sammy slammed her hand down against the table in disappointment. I cursed the quickness the hand had been played. Ramon pulled Jen from my dick. I dug through the bag of toys and pulled out a rubber dildo.

Ramon lay her over his knees, back first. I lifted her skirt as Ramon spread her legs. A crowd gathered to watch as I inserted the dildo inside her. I slid the dildo in and out a few times before burying it deep inside her pussy. 

Ramon shoved his thick dick inside her mouth. Jen struggled to take his thick dick inside her mouth. We all sat down and dealt the next hand. Peter won the next hand with a pair of Kings, beating Sammy who had a pair of queens. She cussed Peter out as he looked at his girlfriend for approval. 

"Fine. You can just this one time, but I am not going to watch. I am going to get us some more beers."

Peter's eyes lit up. He took a hold of the leash and practically dragged Jen around the table to his chair. Ramon grabbed a pair of clamps from the bag. Jen's eyes shot out of her head as she realized what she was about to endure. Peter sat Jen on his lap and pulled her arms behind her back, exposing her breasts to Ramon. Ramon placed the clamps on her nipples. Tears began to run down her face.

We quickly dealt another hand of cards and decided we would take a break after this hand. Sammy was elated as she threw down a full house. She quickly dropped her slacks to the floor and stepped out of them.

"Come here you slut. I am about to fuck your ugly little face." Sammy exclaimed with excitement. 

We all laughed. I could tell Jen was totally humiliated. I imagined her mouth was getting sore from the constant sucking. Sammy took hold of the leash and guided her to her chair. I enjoyed watching waddle with a dildo in her crotch and beads in her ass. Sammy tugged at her nipple clamps. She guided Jen's face towards her spread legs and wrapped her legs around Jen's head. Jen was reluctant and pulled back.

"I am not a lesbian." she said as she looked at Sammy with eyes of blades.

"Jen you are a worthless pet. You will lap like a fucking dog. Your disobedience has earned you punishment later. I thought I trained you better than this. Now eat her."

Sammy wrapped her legs tightly around Jen's face and forced her face against her pussy. We all sat and watched as Jen's tongue slowly slid between her lips and tentatively touched Sammy's labia. Sammy ground her hips against Jen's face, leaving a streak of wetness on her nose. I hadn't realized how turned on Sammy was, but it was evident now. We all took a break to use the restroom and get more beers and food. 

It wasn't until I heard moans in the living room that I realized Sammy was taking full advantage of the break. I quickly grabbed my beer and headed in to see Sammy writhing on her chair. Jen's tongue was buried inside Sammy. 

"Time is up Sammy."

"Like hell it is!" she grunted as she continued riding Jen's face.

Sammy was gasping for air as her hips glided into the air with intensity. A few moments later she released a few hard groans then collapsed onto her seat. Stephen, one of the soccer players, enters the room with Ramon. They begin pointing and laughing at Jen, who's face is filled with glaze. Peter entered the room and headed straight for the couch. He had forgotten to retrieve his toy. He pulled a blindfold from the bag. He placed the blindfold over Jen's eyes and guided her to her feet. The guys took turns touching and groping Jen's wet pussy and pulling on her hanging tail. Jen's hips would sway with each touch. 

The guys decided to play a different game in the interim. Each guy was given a shot glass. The last one to shoot his semen into the glass leaves the part. Cheila decided she would help Peter. Sammy decided it was only fair she participate also. She chose to help Juan. I decided I was the host so I would not participate and I would be the judge. We sat Jen down on a chair, the anal beads pushing up inside her.

"On the count of three begin. One, two, threeeeee."

It was hilarious to watch the men yanking themselves and the girls jerking the men off feverishly. I knew it wouldn't take most of them long with all the excitement from earlier. The first one to come was Peter, followed by Juan. It figured the men who had help would finish first. The race was on between Stephen, Jason and Ramon. Their hands were moving in a blur. Stephen and Ramon almost simultaneously shot their wads in their shot glasses. It was a few seconds later that Stephen added to the collection.

Since Stephen was last, he was given his walking papers, much to his chagrin. Juan came up with a brilliant idea to lay Jen on the couch, hang her head over the arm and give her semen shots. Sammy reminded us she had not picked her toy yet. She dug into the bag and pulled out hand-cuffs. Sammy cuffed Jen's hands behind her back. Jason, Ramon and Juan carried Jen to the couch. Sammy held Jen's head over the edge by grabbing her hair and holding it down. Cheila volunteered to hold her mouth open. She placed her thumb on one side of her jaw and her index finger on the other side and applied pressure.

Ramon began fucking Jen with the dildo while Peter, Jason and I started grabbing the shot glasses. We took turns pouring the shot glass full of semen down her throat. Jen seemingly choked on each shot. Cheila said she was horny and grabbed Peter by the arm and headed for the front door. We all laughed, knowing Peter was getting some tonight. 

Sammy said she wanted to add to the party. She placed her pussy over Jen's face will putting her legs on each side of Jen's face. Juan approached Sammy from behind and slid his hands underneath her shirt. He began caressing her breasts as she began feverishly masturbating herself. I sat on top of Jen's body to ensure she didn't go anywhere. Ramon continued to slowly tease Jen by sliding the dildo in and out of her spread pussy. I could feel her body grind against me as I sat on top her, holding her against the couch. Jason began fondling Jen's little breasts, keeping himself entertained. It seemed like just a few moments before Sammy leaned back against Juan and started spraying Jen's face with her pussy juices.

Sammy collapsed into Juan's arms. He took her by the hand and they disappeared upstairs. The party was quickly dwindling. Jason and Ramon asked if they could get lucky.

"Ramon, grab Jen and follow Jason and I downstairs. I think I have the perfect setup for you guys." 

We headed down the stairs. I was feeling horny and wanted to get some of Jen, but I was willing to wait. Jason and Ramon's faces lit up when I showed them my basement. They had the choice of putting her in the restraints on the floor or on the wall. Jason quickly chose the wall. I slid the stool under the clamps I had installed on the wall. Ramon dropped Jen onto the seat. She grunted as the anal beads pushed up her ass. Ramon took the handcuffs off Jen's hands and helped me place her hands down to her sides and placed in the wall clamps. Jen gave little resistance. She was becoming defeated and no longer fighting us.

Jason helped lift her legs over her head. I grabbed one leg and he grabbed the other as we raised them up to her shoulders. He weight was now primarily placed on her wrists that were bound by her below her. We secured her legs above her head, leaving her in a compromising position. I removed her nipple clamps while Ramon freed her holes by taking out her dildo and anal beads. Her pussy lay exposed, thrusting out towards us. Jason fell to his knees facing directly into her wet, swollen pussy lips which were pulled back, exposing herself to us.