1 comments/ 13851 views/ 1 favorites The Note Ch. 01 By: HDFBBaby There is a note on the bed along with a pile of various items. Curious, I pick up the note and it reads: "DO NOT READ ANY FURTHER THAN THE CURRENT ITEM UNTIL IT HAS BEEN COMPLETED. READ ITEM 1 NOW. FAILURE TO COMPLY WITH ANY OF THESE INSTRUCTIONS WILL RESULT IN PUNISHMENT! 1) You are to shower and shave. When you are finished you are to smooth the lotion over every part of your body you can reach. Reluctantly I put the note down to go and follow the first instruction. With a towel still wrapped around my hair I pick up the note to see what is next. 2) Braid your hair into a single braid starting at the base of your head. Make sure to braid the piece of rope in as well -- how you achieve this is for you to figure out. This takes a few minutes and a few tries, but I finally figure out that if I gathered my hair into a rubber band at the base of my head first, I could then wrap the rope around it several times and then proceeded to braid the hair and rope together into one long braid. I put another rubber band at the base of the braid to secure it. There was still at least a foot or more of the rope hanging down my back. 3) Next, pinch and pull your nipples until they are hard. Ok, not one of my favorite things to do so this actually takes a bit before they actually start to get hard. 4) Attach a nipple clip to each nipple tightly. Hmm, now I know why I was told to make them hard. 5) Make them tighter. Damn. 6) Rub the vibrator on you r clit until it is hard, and then apply the remaining clamp. Tightly. DO NOT CUM!! Picking up the vibrator, I part my lips with one hand while the other turns it on and brings it to my clit. Between the clamps on my nipples and the anticipation of what may come, it does not take very long to make it hard, and I apply the remaining clamp making it tighter than I would like. Hopefully I have tightened these tight enough for Master. 7) Place your collar around your neck and lock it. Don't worry about where the key is. It's in a safe spot until needed. Picking up the purple leather collar I place it around my neck and then pick up the little lock. We had never used it before and I wasn't sure I wanted to now, but following my instructions, I did as I was told and locked it in place. 8) Place both the ankle and wrist cuffs on. 9) Attach the short chain to each ankle. From this point on this chain will not have any slack in it for any reason. 10) Place the ball gag in your mouth and secure tightly. These were all pretty easy and quick to accomplish. But the remaining items on the bed were making me wonder: a slightly longer piece of chain, my IPod, a red marker, and a blindfold. With so few items left I knew I was starting to get to the end of my "to-do" list. 11) Take the marker and write, "I am a SLUT", (as it appears here) on your stomach in large letters, each word on a different line, ending with "SLUT" just above your pussy. Hmm, Sharpies don't wash off very well, but here goes nothing. Writing on yourself is not easy, but one more thing completed. 12) Clip the IPod on the back of your collar and place the ear buds in your ears, but do not turn it on yet. 13) Taking the remaining items, walk out to the living room and stand in the corner behind the front door. Once there, place the blindfold over your eyes, press only play on the IPod, clip your wrists together and then clip the remaining chain between your wrists and ankles. You may NOT bend your knees if the chain is too short for you to be able to stand up. Wait for further instructions. Walking was not easy by any means. I couldn't let the chain go slack at any time so it took a little longer than normal to get there. Once I did get to the corner, I put the blindfold on, turned on the music (it was set just loud enough to cover any other noise in the room, but loud enough to give me a headache). Clipping my hands together wasn't too big of a problem as I had done it in the past, but getting the chain attached to my ankles took a little more work since I had to do it all by feel. As predicted, the chain that ran from wrist to ankle was too short for me to be able to stand all the way back up and since I was not allowed to bend my knees, it forced me to bend slightly backwards. Nipples and clit throbbing, and back starting to ache, I wasn't sure how long I had been standing there. I lost count after the first few songs as I tried to tune out the music to see if I could hear anything else. Or any one else. Finally I feel a hand at my elbow slowing pulling me backward. Realizing that this person wants me to walk I continue to step backward until I feel the hand stop pulling. I realized that because I was paying more attention to the hand that was pulling me backwards, I had forgotten to make sure there was no slack in the chain between my ankles. That was not going to be good. I quickly fix that problem and hope it wasn't noticed, but knowing that I was not going to be that lucky. The hand pushes me so that I turn to my left and then take one step forward; bringing me up against something that is metal and cold on my thighs. The chain is un clipped from my ankles and my wrists, and as I am being bent forward I realized the thing I could feel was the bench we use when he wants to restrain me. After bending me over the bench he removed the IPod from my collar and placed it close, but left the ear buds in. He then tied my collar to the chain between my ankles very effectively keeping me from being able to stand up. The rope that I had braided into my hair was tied to my wrist cuffs keeping me from being able to move my head up or down. My ankles were then tied to the legs of the bench as one more way to keep me from going anywhere. I was then left there for a bit waiting and wondering what else in store for me. Soon I felt something cold and wet my on my ass, and then the tip of what I soon figured out as a butt plug began to enter me. Ever so slowly, in and out. A little at a time, teasing me with it. Will he? Won't he? Finally, when he had worked it to the half way point, he pulled it out one last time and then pushed it in without out stopping or any tenderness. The gag muffled the cries I made as it slid home. A butterfly vibe is then strapped onto my already aching clit and turned on high enough to get me close to the edge, but never enough to go over. Just as I was getting to the top and very frustrated, a sharp smack was felt on my right cheek. And then the left. Until 20 had been placed on each cheek with the paddle. He then untied me and moved me to lay length wise on my back and retied me with my hands above my head and don to the legs near my shoulders (causing my back to arch slightly and my tits to stick up a little farther), and my ankles to the same legs, but opposite sides forcing them open. The butterfly was also removed and then the small whip started attacking my aching nipple and breasts. Again, 20 strokes were placed on each side. And then the clamps were removed. And the agony set in. If I thought they hurt before it was nothing compared to the feeling of the blood rushing back into my sore tits. I started to struggle as I realized there was only one place left. To cease my struggles he placed a rope around my waist fixing it to the bench so I could not move my hips away from what I knew was coming next. Clothes pins were then placed on each lip and then tape was applied to the row of clothes pins, taping them to my leg so my pussy was held wide open. Even with as being as uncomfortable as I was and knowing what was going to happen, I could still feel my juices running out of my pussy. After he placed the 20 strokes on my pussy and clit, he removed the clamp causing me to cry out from behind my gag even louder than I had moments before while he was whipping me. He then removed the tape and clothes pins, but after the feel of the clamp coming off my clit and the blood rushing in, these were nothing. Again, he untied me and retied me in the first position, this time with my legs spread as wide as possible and the collar unattached. He then removed the IPod from my ears and the gag from my mouth. But my aching jaw was to get no relief as he shoved his dick into my mouth. "Like this slut? This is what you have been waiting for all night isn't it? You're just a nasty whore that can't get enough cock can you? That's right bitch. Take it all. Choke it down. You don't need to breathe. Sluts can make do without." Just before he came he removed is dick and walking around behind me smacked my still sore ass. "Bet you still want cock don't you slut? But guess what? You didn't follow the rules tonight so there will be no cock in your pussy and no cumming for you tonight. " And pulling out the butt plug, he placed his cock into my ass. Fucking it long and hard and deep, using my hair as reins to pump my ass. "That's it slut. Take it. Sluts like it up the ass don't they? You're such a slut I bet you wouldn't mind the whole neighborhood over here fucking your ass. Maybe I should change an admission fee to make you into a cum whore instead. Bet you would like that wouldn't you bitch? Tied here for all to see and use as they see fit." As he finished saying this he rammed his hard dick into me one last time and then came long and hard. "You can just stay there like a good slut. I may want more in a bit." And putting the ear buds back in my ears, I again was left alone to contemplate what the rest of the evening was to bring. Only this time I had cum dripping out of my ass and down my legs while I waited. The Note Ch. 02 When you left me last I was tied to the bench with cum running out of my pussy and ass, blindfolded with my IPod turned on and gagged. He let me up shortly after that to get some water, use the bathroom and stretch a little. He didn't want me getting worn out too fast. Now, before I get too much further, I should explain that our bench is not your typical bondage bench. We don't have a lot of room in our small place and with a small child, didn't want anything that would raise any questions. So while shopping at Home Depot one afternoon we happened down the aisle with ladders and such and found a perfect bench. I'm sure the manufacturer designed it with the intent of a painter using it as it has an arm of sorts that can be attached from side to side with a tray on it that flips up to hold a can of paint. It's probably 4 feet or so long and about a foot or so wide. I'm not skinny by any means but it still fits perfect. I can lay along the length of it, on my back, with my head supported on one end and my legs hanging of the other -- where the knees bend. The legs of the bench themselves have two different levels and if I'm standing, the upper level is pretty close to the right height for bending over either side of the bench. It's metal, so if you get anything on it, it's easy clean up. Add a small blanket or towel to cover it (depends on how much padding you want) and you're set. Use the shelf for toys you want to keep close at hand and the bar supporting the shelf for tying your subs legs up and open, or holding the chain to the nipple clamps out of the way. The best part? When you're done, you put the towel or blanket you used away, fold it up and stick it in a closet, under the bed, or in the garage, and no one is the wiser. I usually leave mine in the garage and use it when I wash my truck since I can't reach the hood and windshield otherwise. See -- good reason for those nosy people that are always sticking their noses where they don't belong. Now that I have shared that little detail with you, I should continue with what happened after my "break". He replaced the blindfold over my eyes and attached the cuffs together behind my back. He then led me over to the bench and bent me over the short side so my tits and head hung over. My ankles were attached to a three foot spreader bar and then tied to the legs of the bench, leaving my legs spread wide open and my pussy and ass exposed. Moving around to the other side of the bench, he played with and teased my nipples until they were hard nubs again before placing the clamps back onto my nipples. The chain between the clamps was tied to the spreader bar, pulling them down and back. "Raise your body up," he said. I didn't make it very far before I felt a sharp pull on my nipples. I could hear the grin in his voice as he said, "Perfect. Just as I hoped." Drawing my deck down (I had been trying to hold it level with my shoulders to keep the blood from running into my head); he attached a short chain from my collar to my nipple chain as well. To relieve the strain from on my neck I had to pick my head up -- thus pulling on my nipples. Guess I'm going to have to decide which is the lesser of the two evils. The kink in the neck, or the pain in the nipples? "It is now time to suck my dick slut. IF you do a good job I might release one of the chains attached to your nipple chain. If you do a bad job, I will add one to your clit as well." With that said he moved in front of me and shoved his cock into my mouth. Instinctively I moved my head back as he did -- pulling on my nipples and causing me to cry out around the dick crammed into my mouth. Grabbing the base of my braid he proceeded to move my head up and down his cock. The only way to relieve any sort of pressure on my nipples was to deep throat him. But he wouldn't let me hold that position for long before he would pull my mouth up and pull my nipples up with it. This went on for a while longer until he yanked my head up far enough to get it off his cock and bringing tears to my eyes. "I suppose you did good," thank God I thought. At least my nipples will finally get some relief, "But not good enough," he finished. I felt him reach between my spread legs and grasp my hard clit before attaching the clamp. He then took the chain that was on the end of the clamp and brought it up between my ass cheeks. Grabbing the end of the rope hanging from my braid, he tied the two together, pulling tight enough that it pulled my head up to where I could feel a slight pressure on both my nipples and clit, but nothing too bad. "This is a 'natural zone' of sort slut. Lift your head higher to relieve your clit and pull on your nipples. Drop your head to ease the pressure on your nipples and you will pull harder on your clit. Now, since you did an OK job sucking my cock, I have decided to give you only 15 of the original 20 lashes -- on each cheek that is. You will count them and thank me for each one. Forget one and we will start over. If I have to start over more than twice, you will receive another 15 on each tit when we are done. Is this understood slut?" "Yes Sir." This is not going to be good. If I don't stay very still (and from past experience I won't), I am going to be in agony before we get past ten. thwap "One. Thank you Sir." thwap "Two. Thank you Sir." As he was rubbing the crop on my ass I thought, I can handle this. No probl- I jerked upright before I could finish the thought. CRACK! "Three. Thank you Sir." Oh man did that hurt. And I don't mean just my ass. CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! thwap "Five, six, seven, eight. Thank you Sir." Nipples, clit and ass on fire I realize my mistake as he chuckles. "Start over from one slut. You forgot four." CRACK! "One. Thank you Sir." CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! "Two, three, four. Thank you Sir." Now I'm starting to cry. Oh god this is not going to be good. I can not stay still with the intensity of his blows. thwap thwap "Five, six. Thank you Sir." He been alternating sides so I know this is going to be a count up to thirty. I have so far to go still. CRACK! CRACK! "Seven, eight. Thank you Sir." He delivers the next seven in quick succession. Holding still just isn't happening. Not even through the light ones anymore. "Nine, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen. Thank you Sir." As I lat there panting, crying and wishing it would be over, he slides his hand down over my burning ass and sticks a finger in my cunt. "You really ARE a slut aren't you? You're cunt is soaking wet. I'm surprised it's not running out of you." As he continues to finger my slit I miss the next two soft taps he gives me. "Slut," he sighs, "You really must pay attention. Start over. Pay better attention or your tits ore next." With that he removes his hand and delivers five quick, sharp ones to the right cheek, waits until I count and then repeats on the left. He continues like this until I have reached twenty on a sob. Between my eyes, nose, and pussy running, I'm surprised I haven't shriveled up yet. He continues this time alternating sides in pairs of two, waiting for me to count before he moves on. At twenty-six he stops, feels my pussy and brushes against my clit. "There are no sluts here with permission to cum so I would suggest you don't. Or this will be tame compared to the punishment you will receive." As he's playing and talking I feel one on each cheek lightly. "Twenty-seven, twenty-eight. Thank you Sir." Pulling his fingers out, I feel him make an "X" out of pussy juice on my right cheek. "X marks the spot," he said. CRACK! "Twenty-nine. Thank you Sir." Again he dips his hand into my pussy and makes an "X" on the left cheek. CRACK! "Thirty. Thank you Sir." "Too bad. I was so hoping for a shot at those tits." Cautioning me not to move without help, he undid all the bindings holding me down, but left all the clamps in place before he helped me to stand up. Once the blood had returned to where it all belonged, he left my side and returned to give me some small sips of juice. "I need you to listen and answer me carefully and truthfully. Take a minute to think about the questions before you answer. How do you feel? Would you like to continue longer or have you had enough for today?" Taking a couple more sips I contemplated my aching ass, tits and clit. And then, taking a deep breath I answered, "I would like to continue Sir. I am OK. Being able to take a small break like this is very helpful." "Well then. Since we could both use a break, we could have one before we go further with what I have planned." The Note Ch. 03 Obviously our ideas about a break were different because he laid me down lengthwise on the bench. My arms were folded under the bench and my wrists were tied together (effectively keeping from moving my upper body off the bench), my legs were reattached to the spreader bar and then lifted up and tied to the bar holding up the shelf again leaving my ass and pussy wide open. A gag was placed in my mouth and buckled tightly behind my head; a butt plug was then lubed and inserted in my ass. He turned a vibrating dildo on and stuck it into my still dripping pussy where he fucked me with it a few times before leaving it in. This caused me to groan because a vibe in my pussy is only enough to drive me nuts. Taking some rope, he secured a piece at hip level holding my hips down to the bench, and then did the same below my tits and above my tits but below my shoulders (to make sure there was no chance of it getting too close to my throat). My braid was then tied to a step on the leg of the bench holding my head down as well. "This may hurt a little, so feel free to scream all you want" he says, and quickly removed the first nipple clamp. "AAAGGHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!," was all that came from my gagged mouth as the blood came rushing back into my poor nipple. Twice more I screamed as he removed the clamp from my clit and the remaining nipple. All three continued to throb. I smelled something minty as he is telling me he has something to make it all better. The rubbing feels cool and good and after he has removed his hands, the previously tortured areas begin to relax. Until the burning started. "Don't worry. I'll wash the Icy Hot off in a bit." But for now, I think I will let you rest for a bit while I enjoy a movie." Soon the sounds of a porn movie can be heard in the quiet room. This only aggravates me further. What I can't see is that he did not settle onto the couch as expected, but is standing next to me watching me as I wiggle as much as I can within my bonds, stroking himself while I am wishing I could cum. Abruptly, and without any warning, I feel the butt plug removed from my ass and his lubed cock slide into my stretched hole. "Oh ya" he groans, "For a slut you sure have a nice tight ass. Oh ya slut. Clench my cock. Bet you want to cum don't you slut? I guess I can be nice and let you cum. BUT only on my terms. I'm going to use this other vibe on your clit. Starting at ten I am going to count down to one. When and only when I reach one you may cum. If you don't cum then, you will forfeit any chance for the rest of the weekend. Do so before I get to one, and this weekend will be over here and now. Ten, nine, eight, seven... Cum as much as you can. This is the last time you will be given this opportunity to cum this weekend. Six, five, four... I'm not removing the vibe from your clit until I am done cumming and think you have had enough." At this point I am having all I can do to hold it back. I have recited my ABC's in my head -- backwards, tried counting by fours, named all the states I could think of and nothing was taking my mind off the cock that was stroking evenly in and out of my ass, or the dildo vibrating deep in my pussy or the vibrator that was teasing my clit begging it to give in to the growing need to cum. Not to mention the Icy Hot that was still making my nipples hot and tingling. I wanted to yell, "Just get it over with!" "Three, two... Bet you want to cum don't you slut? And a slut you are. Bet you didn't think I would find all those stories you've been reading did you? Or the pictures of those girls all tied up like you are? You just want to be used and abused like them don't you? Not having any say in the matter. Just some faceless guy's fuck slut. Your blindfold will not be removed all weekend for that reason. I am just some faceless guy using a fuck slut for his pleasure and his alone. Two and three quarters, two and a half, two and a quarter... Oh ya. Your ass feels so good. Bet your pussy would feel even better. But you're a cheap fuck slut I picked up in some nameless dive. I don't know where that thing has been or who you've whored yourself out to. Letting just any guy stick his prick into it. One." I came on a scream and then continued to cum and cum as waves of pleasure washed over me. As I did his even thrusts became hard and fast as he pounded my ass and approached his own orgasm. I must have cum so hard and so much that I blacked out for a moment or so after that, because I don't remember him removing his dick from my ass after he had shot it full of his load and replacing the butt plug before removing my gag. Again, he cautioned me to lie there quietly until he could help me up. After removing the dildo and all my bonds, he slowly helped me to sit up and then to stand. I was then escorted slowly to the bathroom and back to the kitchen where he sat me in a chair. "Would you like something light to eat? Or something to drink" he asked. "Just some water I think for now please." When I had finished he helped me into the bedroom and sat me on the edge of the bed. Securing my arms under my tits and tied wrist to elbow, and elbow to elbow in the back (so I couldn't raise or lower them), he had me scoot back and swing my legs and feet up before laying me down. Spreading my legs he inserted the vibrating dildo into my pussy again, closed my legs and then tied them together at the ankle, knee and thigh. Drawing a light blanket over me he told me to rest and that he would be back in a few minutes. As I started to doze, I wondered how long it had been since I had picked up that note off the bed this morning and started following directions. I never did get to ask because I drifted off as I felt him lift the blanket and slide into bed beside me. Who says you can't sleep with a vibrator inside you? The Note Ch. 04 I woke up sometime later to find that I had been rolled onto my stomach and tied spread-eagled. I was not loose enough to move around, but not so tight as to be uncomfortable. The plug was still in my ass and the blindfold was still in place. As I started to stretch as much as my bonds would allow, he spoke, "Ah. So you finally wake. This may be pleasurable, but remember, you still are not allowed to cum." Undoing my left ankle cuff, he picked up my leg, bending it at the knee. Beginning with my foot he slowly rubbed lotion into the bottom of my foot and slowly worked his way to my ankle and then up to my knee. Always rubbing slowly and soothingly, sometimes using a heavier stroke to work the muscle, and other times a soft one meant to barely skim the surface and tease. Replacing the cuff he moved to my right leg and repeated his actions from the left. Once the lower half of my legs were liquid, he moved to the upper part being careful to go no higher than the curve between my ass and my leg, letting his fingers stray towards my pussy, but never getting close enough to touch. By the time he had completed both legs I was starting to feel less relaxed and more turned on. Sliding a vibrator into my pussy, he turned it on lightly, letting me know he "didn't want me to get cold". He then moved to my back using the same long soft strokes. This time he included my ass rubbing and kneading it, making to every now and then to press against the plug that was still imbedded in it. Moving to my arms he removed one cuff at a time, working my hands and arms much as he had my feet and legs before loosening all the cuffs and rolling me over. By this time I was starting to feel like relaxed but tightly strung. While the massage was relaxing some muscles, others were in full arousal. My nipples were already hard and beginning for the attention he was denying them as he stroked and rubbed from my neck to my waist, always missing that all important area. Finally I felt him take each one by the base and slowly knead it. Then, abandoning the left one he used both hands on the right, starting at the bottom and shaping it and molding it as if it were a piece of clay on a potter's wheel. Working it up and down, sometimes very softly and other times roughly, but never, ever coming close to the tight hard bud that once had been my nipple. As I started to pant and arch into his touches, he abruptly dropped the right one back on to my chest and picked up the left, working it too, side to side and up and down like a piece of clay to be formed., but never touching the nipple. This teasing touch alone was almost enough to make me cum, but again he stopped, letting it fall back to my chest as he moved to a new area. This time my thighs. Up and down. Pushing down as he slid his hands down, but barely brushing his fingertips across the surface as he drew them to the top to start over again. Every now and them he would "accidently" let them stray over the side and get oh so close (but not close enough) to make wet and aching pussy. I then felt him knee between my legs and remove the vibrator. Then, starting with his fingertips on either side of my face, he slowly and lightly began to skip his fingertips down my face, down my neck to trace my collar bone before continuing on down my chest on either side of my tits, meeting in the center to draw done my stomach, before separating to trace down my legs to my feet, where the upward journey began along the outside of my legs and torso and arms, before meeting my fingers where he proceeded to start all over again. I lost track of how many times he did this slow maddening pattern up and down my body, each time making me hotter and closer to the edge I was sure I was soon going to fall off of. There was no staying quiet as I whimpered when he would come close to a spot I so desperately wanted him to touch to give me that sweet, sweet release my body was craving. And then he stopped. Climbed off the bed and left the room. And I groaned loudly with my displeasure at being brought so high and then dropped without warning. My body quivering with the need for the release that would not be coming any time soon. Without any warning I heard the sounds of my favorite bondage video playing from the TV in our room. The groans and moans from the girls as they were teased and pleased only helped to excite me further. He returned to the room twice more to assault my body with the light and barely there fingertips that pushed me higher and higher. I was sure I was already beyond the highest plain I had ever been pushed to without cumming. And the last time he was skipping up my body, as I was sure I was about to cum, just as he got to the folds between my legs, there was a sharp and intense pain that grabbed my already rock hard nipples. If his fingers were fondling my pussy lips, who had just placed the clips on my nipples? No longer did I have the urge to cum. I was rolled back over to my stomach where my hands were removed from their bindings on the bed and attached behind my back. Undoing my legs, I was helped to sit up on the side of the bed and then ordered off of it and onto my knees on the floor. "I told you are just a whore to be used by men for their pleasure. And my pleasure is to see you get used by more than just me. Until we have had are fill of you, at least two of your holes will be filled at all times. More likely all three will be filled. And since I am the only one you will hear, you will never know how many guys will have used you as their personal cum dump," he said. Before he had finished I was grabbed by the back of the head and had my open mouth (my jaw had dropped in shock of what he had said - this was NOT something we had both actually agreed to when we talked about this weekend) filled with a large cock. At the same time I felt another one thrust into my pussy from behind. Taking turns, they alternated in and out pushing and pulling me off of and onto each other's cocks. They kept this up until the one in my mouth pulled my head back and came on my tits and face while the other held me down by my shoulders and dumped his load deep into my pussy. A new cock was placed in my mouth and I was told not to let go of it. The owner of the cock got up and started walking. He led me out of the bedroom and back into the living room where he pulled my head off his cock and I was then told stand up. The nipple clamps were removed before I was bent over the end of the bench that had been used earlier and tied down. I felt someone sit down on the bench in front of me, but didn't realize until my head was pushed between two thighs that it was a woman in front of me. "Suck her", I was commanded. This was new to me as we had talked about it, but never had actually found another female to play with. I began licking and sucking her clit, lightly using my teeth to pull it and pleasure it. Occasionally I would feel her hold my head in place while I stuck my tongue deep into her pussy, thrusting it in and out like a cock. At the same time I felt the plug being removed from my ass and more lube added as someone's fingers and then cock began to widen the whole even more. This caused me to groan in agony as this person was much larger than the plug that had been in there. My groaning must have caused her pleasure because she was holding my head down and rocking her hips against my face as he started to push deeper and faster into my sore hole. I ate her to three large orgasms before he came filling my bowels with his load. They then both got up and left me lying there with pussy juice all over my face and cum running out of my ass. I later found out that the "cock" that was in my pussy while we were in the bedroom was a strap on. There was no other guy. Just my best friend that got invited to play. I also found out that we had played off and on for the better part of 2 days. It was Sunday evening when they freed me after I had eaten her out. And that she was the one that had given me my "massage". She did return the favor and ate me to a wonderful and glorious climax before we all returned to the bedroom for more play and very little sleep. He did thankfully make a copy of all of this and even took some pictures so I have lots to remember this weekend by. And she wants to know when it is her turn for the same treatment...