4 comments/ 153522 views/ 13 favorites Allen's New Apartment Ch. 01 By: JamesLacy This story is the property of the author. It is not to be changed in any way, nor published or shown at other web sites without the permission of the author. Please provide feedback, if you choose. All comments appreciated. * * * * * Allen Stanton was tired with apartment hunting. He had been at it all day and was getting a bit weary of looking at potential lodgings. However, he also needed to find an apartment so he could begin his new job without the hassle of working all day long and hunting for an apartment after work. The ad he was holding stated there was a single bedroom apartment with a kitchen, breakfast nook and a large living room. The rent was not shown, but he found the address and climbed the steps of the elegant old brownstone to ring the bell. A woman answered the door and when he told her that he wanted to see the apartment, she let him in. She was in her early forties, he judged, looked very nice with an average body and ample breasts. She was dressed in an old housedress, wore old looking slippers, her hair was combed, but not very stylishly and she wore no makeup. He couldn't tell if she was shapely or not as the loose housedress hid everything except the ample breasts. Introducing herself, she said her name was Mrs. Inga Mueller. Entering the sitting room of the still elegant brownstone she introduced Allen to her husband Karl. He was tall, in his late forties or early fifties, well proportioned with a pleasant smile and a strong handshake. "Well," said Allen, "it's nice meeting you. May I see the apartment, please?" "Of course," Mrs. Mueller replied, "please follow me up the stairs." Allen could see that this brownstone used to be a very fashionable turn of the century mansion that had been remodeled to create an apartment in part of the home. He followed Mrs. Mueller up the stairs remarking that the home was beautifully appointed. "Yes, my grandfather built it in 1899 and my family have lived here ever since," she told him as the reached the third floor. She unlocked the door and they entered a spacious living room, very well furnished, clean and fully carpeted. The kitchen was large with a range, oven, dishwasher, and refrigerator. Allen was very impressed with the furniture in both the living room and kitchen as well. They entered the large bedroom furnished with a king size bed with short bedposts at both the head and footboards. There were large closets, dressers, wardrobes, several stuffed chairs and a desk. Both the living room and bedroom had televisions and telephones. The bathroom was also larger than most apartment bathrooms he had seen with an entrance from the bedroom and another from the kitchen. Everything seemed perfect all Allen had to do was move in if the price was right. He asked the Mueller's about the rent and was amazed that it was extremely reasonable. Without any haggling, Allen said he wanted the apartment and was ready to sign a lease. "Oh, that won't be necessary," Karl said to him, "a handshake is fine with us, but we would like a weeks notice if you decide to leave." Allen was astonished at how reasonable they were and what nice people they seemed to be. "Oh Mr. Stanton," Inga said, " the rent also includes breakfast and supper on weekdays and lunch too on weekends." "But I have my own kitchen," Allen replied, "I expected to fix my meals myself." "Of, course, but you're welcome to join us if you like," Mrs. Mueller told him. "I usually cook enough for three, but it's your decision," she concluded smiling. "When will you move in?" "Well, everything I own is in my car, so I can move in right now, if that's all right." "Yes, yes," Karl said, "I'll help you carry your things up to your apartment, Mr. Stanton. "Please, call me Allen." "Only if you agree to call us Inga and Karl," Karl replied with a smile. They all agreed and the two men went to Allen's car to fetch his belongings. Soon, Allen was placing his things away and examining his rooms. He was enthralled by the quality of workmanship in the old brownstone mansion, as he looked at all the hand carvings on doors, around windows and on the furniture. Allen was very satisfied with his lodgings and settled in comfortably. He was watching TV when there was a knock at his door. It was Inga. "Mr. Stan…I mean Allen, if you're hungry I have cooked a large pot roast. If you want to join us for supper, we'll be eating in about ten minutes," Inga told him. "Yes, Inga, I would like that very much. I'll wash up and be down in time to join you and Karl," he replied. Inga smiled and left. Allen was pleased that she had asked him to supper as he had not eaten since lunchtime and this would also be a good time to get to know his landlord and lady a bit better. He washed and went down to the dining room. Karl was seated at the head of the table and Inga at the opposite end. His plate was set to the right of Karl and Allen took his seat. A lovely young woman, in a maids' uniform, entered carrying plates of beef roast, mashed potatoes and carrots. She appeared to be in her early twenties, was very good looking with a lovely body hugged close by her uniform. He didn't get a good look at her breasts as they were partially hidden by the plates she carried, but what little he saw was appealing. "Allen, this is Helga, our maid, cook and housekeeper. Helga, this is Allen, our new boarder in the apartment," Inga explained. "Nice to meet you, sir," Helga said as she poured them each a glass of Chardonnay. "Inga didn't mention that she does as much, cleaning, cooking and housekeeping as I do," she added. Karl explained that both women worked hard at making the house and living here as pleasant as possible. He went on to tell Allen that Helga usually lived in with them, but she was going to visit her sister for about three weeks, leaving in the morning. He added that he and Inga would be completely lost without her. "Oh, Karl, you know that's not so," Helga said, with a grin, "Inga does things much better that I do and you know that." They chuckled at Helga's response and began to eat. Helga joined them, sitting opposite Allen. The dinner conversation dealt mostly with the history of the house and Inga and Karl's background. Karl was a retired Physician and Surgeon, with an ample financial portfolio that served he and Inga extremely well. The apartment was not let for the money, but to have some additional people living there with them. Inga's history was as a teacher in the local high school. She met and married Karl when she was just twenty-two. They had no children and had lived at this house their entire married life, Inga for all her life as she had been born there. "I guess I should tell you of one of the wonderful added benefits of your apartment, Allen," Karl confessed. Allen smiled and was all ears, not knowing what to expect. "Previous occupants have told us that they dreamed many dreams while living there. Even those who said they rarely dreamed when they slept encountered dreams nearly every night," Karl told him. "I have slept there myself and I too dreamed some marvelous dreams," he added, "I can't explain it, but it seems to work." "Well," Allen replied, "I could use some pleasant dreams from time to time." They laughed in good humor and completed their meal. Helga hurried to clean the table and kitchen then called a taxi to go to the airport. The three of them moved into the elegant living room to finish their wine and continue their conversation. Both Inga and Karl were very pleased that Allen did not smoke at all nor drink very much. Finally, the Mueller's decided to retire and rose to go to their bedroom. Allen too, decided that he would retire and climbed the grand staircase to the second floor behind them. As he turned to climb the stairs to his third floor apartment he noticed a large, full length, mirror at the bottom of the stairway to his apartment. He bid his landlords goodnight and went to his rooms. Allen decided to shower and stripped naked to enter the shower. On the second floor, Karl turned on the TV to see a color picture of Allen, as he was about to enter the shower. "Come, Inga, see our new boarder," Karl called to Inga. Inga, naked, sat down next to her naked husband to watch Allen. "He is well endowed, eh Inga?" Karl observed. "Yes, darling, he is. Not as well as you, but about seven inches when hard, perhaps more, I would suspect," said Inga, "But, we must do something about all that unsightly hair around his cock and balls, Karl," she added. "I know, my love, we shall deal with it soon. He is not hairy on his chest or ass, though. I prefer them like that too," Karl said as he watched. Inga reached over to stroke Karl's cock as they watched Allen shower. She rubbed her clit as Karl's huge cock swelled to a full eight inches. She drew his ample foreskin back and bent down to lick the thick clear drop of pre-cum seeping from his cockhole. "Look, look, Inga," Karl alerted her, "he's reaching for the towels." Allen pulled a towel from the linen closet and an English version of a European erotic magazine fell to the floor. He picked it up and quickly leafed through a few pages. It showed photos of men and women engaged in various sexual positions and perversions. Allen dried himself and sat down on the toilet seat to look more closely at the magazine. As he turned the pages he became more and more aroused. His cock swelled to just over seven inches and became very thick as well. He had a full foreskin, which hid his cockhead from view as he read the magazine. Allen began to read an erotic story and his cock stiffened even more. He got up and locked the bathroom door and resumed reading. He pulled his foreskin back revealing a huge purplish cockhead, profusely oozing thick clear pre-cum. Allen scooped up the pre-cum with his finger and licked his finger clean. Both Inga and Karl sighed approvingly when they saw him lick his pre-cum. Allen was completely absorbed in the story as he began stroking his cock, masturbating to the erotic tale. Inga and Karl smiled and continued to fondle one another as they gleefully watched Allen pleasure him self. Soon Allen let out a muffled cry and erupted in a strong orgasm, spewing thick white cum nearly three feet into the air. "Ahhhh, wonderful!" exclaimed Inga, "he's a shooter as well, Karl." "Yes, love, I see. I think we have found a very good boarder," Karl said. "I think he shall have a dream tonight, Inga. What do you think?" "Of course, darling, he'll think it was the magazine stories and images working overtime," Inga grinned happily. "First, I need to fuck your brains out. I'm so hot, Karl." He lay down on his back with his upright cock pointing at the ceiling and smiled at his lovely Inga as she mounted him. She drove herself down hard on his cock, embedding it deep within her wet pussy. She moaned in ecstasy as she slowly rose and fell on Karl's magnificent engine. Meanwhile, Allen cleaned himself and decided to see what might be in the refrigerator to drink. It was empty, so he decided to go downstairs to the main kitchen and find some fruit juice. As he descended the stairs to the second floor, he looked into the mirror to see Inga and Karl fucking. Allen was stunned. He never expected the scene he witnessed in the mirror. Karl and Inga had purposely left their door wide open and were fucking wantonly. She moaned and sighed as she rode him hard and Karl thrust his hips up into her with each of her down thrusts. Allen was transfixed. He could not take his eyes from them. Inga was gorgeous, her full breasts swayed wonderfully as she moved and they had just the faintest hint of sag as she fucked with her head back and eyes closed. Karl pulled her toward him to take a nipple in his mouth to suckle it, alternating from one nipple to the other. Allen sat down on the steps to watch in fascination as his cock formed a huge bulge in his pajamas. It did not occur to Allen that if he could see them, they could also see him watching them. Karl could see him clearly in the mirror and whispered to Inga that they were being watched as planned. The thought of being watched drove Inga's arousal even higher as she sat up and groaned, pulling hard at her nipples! She stiffened and shuddered in a massive orgasm that caused her to nearly pass out. Her cunt clenched Karl's cock as she spasmed causing him to explode, cumming hard. Allen could see Karl's balls draw up tight and contract to pump his cum deep into Inga's cunt. Finally, their orgasms subsided and Inga rose up to sit on Karl's face. He licked and sucked his cum from her pussy. He swallowed a mouthful of cum then filled his mouth again, kissing Inga to transfer his cum into her mouth. She moaned and swallowed happily. Inga turned around to a sixty-nine position to lick his cock clean, glimpsing a view of Allen sitting on the steps watching them. Acting as though she didn't know he was watching she licked and sucked Karl's still hard cock, milking it with her lips. Allen quietly backed up the steps, returning to his apartment. He drank some cool water, removed his pajamas and got into bed naked. He normally slept naked and his going to bed nude was not lost on the Mueller's, as they watched on their TV monitor. Allen lay in the semi-dark bedroom thinking about what he had just witnessed. Suddenly he realized that if he could see Inga and Karl, perhaps they saw him watching. He reasoned that they hadn't seen him or they would have shut the door. Yawning, he quickly drifted off to sleep. Allen lay sleeping when a panel in his bedroom opened and Inga stepped quietly into his room followed by Karl. Inga shook Allen's shoulder, but got no response as he was in deep slumber. "I think the drug has taken effect, Karl," Inga whispered. Karl nodded and slowly removed the covers from the sleeping Allen. The Mueller's removed their robes and stood naked next to the bed. Inga placed soft leather loops on Allen's wrists and twisted them to a figure eight and pulled the loops over the bedposts. Karl put loops on Allen's ankles and pulled his legs up to loop them to the same bedposts as his wrists. His legs were spread wide and his cock balls and asshole fully exposed to the whims of the Mueller's. Inga examined Allen's flaccid cock and his ample balls and found both to her liking. Karl put KY jelly on his finger and pushed it into Allen's asshole, turning his finger to loosen the tight sphincter. "I don't think he has ever had anything in his ass, Inga," Karl remarked as he slowly pushed a second finger inside. Inga climbed on the bed and began to lick Allen's balls and cock. Slowly the drugged mans cock began to respond to Inga's tongue and soon was hard and erect. Inga measured its length and girth and smiled at the results as she showed them to Karl. "He's shorter than you, love, but thicker," she told him. "I shall love both of you inside me together, darling," she added. Karl produced a butt plug an inch and a half in diameter and eight inches long, he lubed it and inserted it into Allen's asshole. Once the butt plug was seated, Allen's sphincter closed over the depression in the end of the plug to hold it fast. Karl moved to Allen's chest to examine his nipples. They were long for a man and very hard. Karl began to lick them and they grew even harder. Inga joined in and each sucked a nipple while Inga stroked his cock. "I think that eventually I shall pierce his nipple, Inga," Karl remarked, "what do you think?" Inga nodded her approval without removing the nipple from her mouth. They took turns sucking Allen's cock to the brink of orgasm, only to stop and deny him release. Through the drugged state he was in, Allen's cock still responded by venting huge amounts of pre-cum each time they stopped sucking him. His cock would stiffen emitting a stream of pre-cum laced with wisps of white semen. Allen's balls drew up against his body, aching to empty their load, but each time they were denied. The two of them played their sexual games with Allen for nearly two hours before they decided that he had had enough for the first time. They removed his restraints and Allen lay in bed in the same position they had found him. Karl told Inga to suck his cock and let him cum all over his belly. Inga set to her task and soon Allen's cock was twitching and throbbing. She felt the first spasm in his cock and took the first load of cum into her mouth to swallow. She released his cock and Allen began shooting his cum high into the air, arching over and splattering on his belly. He delivered huge volumes of thick white gooey cum to the satisfaction of his landlords. Inga kissed his cock as it softened while Karl removed the butt plug and wiped Allen's asshole clean. He motioned to Inga to leave while he sprayed an antidote into Allen's nostrils. The antidote would allow the drug to wear off quickly, but not awaken the sleeping man. They left the room closing the panel behind them. The next morning, Allen awoke refreshed and apparently rested. He removed the bed covers to discover cum on his belly. Most of it had dried, but there was no doubt in his mind that he had a wet dream during the night. Embarrassed, he wiped himself clean and checked the bed covers, but found no stains on the covers. Relieved, he got up and went into the bathroom. As he showered and shaved he thought about the magazine stories he had used to masturbate, and the erotic scene he had witnessed in the mirror. He reasoned that both the stories and the scene of Inga and Karl resulted in his wet dream. While dressing, the accounts of his dream slowly filtered into his mind. He remembered that he had dreamed that Karl and Inga came into his room naked and played sexual games with him. Oh well, he thought, dreams don't count. Allen made a list of groceries that he should buy to stock his refrigerator and its freezer. He put the list in his pocket and went downstairs, passed the 'magic' mirror and on to the dining room where Karl and Inga were having breakfast. "Well, Allen, how was your first night in your apartment?" asked Karl. "Ah, it went well. I slept like a baby," Allen replied. Inga asked if he would like breakfast and Allen declined. "I will take a cup of coffee for the road, though," he told her. Inga went to the kitchen and brought back a travel mug with a lid. She filled it with coffee and Allen accepted it and turned to leave. "Oh, by the way, I did have a dream last night, but I don't recall any of the details," he falsely told them to preclude their asking further. He didn't wait for a response as he left for work, telling them he would return around six o'clock. Inga called to him and ran to give him a house key. "Oh yes, I do need that, don't I?" he smiled and left. "Well, my love," began Inga, "last night was a success." "Yes, it was," replied Karl, "and tonight will be even better." "Soon he will be ours, Karl. I can hardly wait. I get wet just thinking about it." Karl smiled and teased his wife. "Don't forget, Helga will also be joining us when she returns." Inga grinned happily and rose to clear the breakfast dishes from the table. That night when Allen came home he had supper with Karl and Inga again and soon was feeling sleepy. Inga had put the drug in his dessert and it took effect slowly. Allen said goodnight and climbed the stairs to go to bed. Soon he fell into the deep sleep again and Karl and Inga entered his room to practice their perversions on him. Karl embedded a thicker butt plug into his ass, stretching it to more easily accommodate his big cock. Helga continued to play with his cock and balls while both of them sucked his nipples. After nearly an hour, they made Allen cum all over himself again and they left. The Mueller's continued to mold Allen unwittingly to their sexual schema as each night they increased the context of their games. Allen, for all practical purposes in a sleep state, but he also participated in the sexual activity. By the end of the second week he was being fucked in the ass regularly by Karl, and would suck Inga's cunt while Karl fucked him. Both Inga and Karl would suck his cock and Allen sucked Karl's cock to orgasm. They permitted Allen only two orgasms per night so he wouldn't become worn out. The first was anytime during their games as either Inga or Karl sucked him off or when Allen fucked Inga. The second orgasm was directed onto his belly to continue the impression that he was having wet dreams. The sexual escapades were video taped, to include several close-ups of Allen sucking cock or being fucked anally. Karl did most of the taping as 'insurance' to prevent Allen from exposing them if he refused to become a part of their games. Soon the Mueller's had been 'training' Allen for nearly three weeks. It was time for Helga to return and Inga could not have been more anxious for her to come home. Both women were bisexual and lovers. Helga also participated in the Mueller's perverted sexual escapades and enjoyed her employers' deviant sex practices. She too wanted to return home quickly as she was very much aware of what Karl and Inga were doing with Allen. Allen's New Apartment Ch. 01 On the following Friday evening, after Allen had supper with the Mueller's, the three of them retired to the family room to enjoy a brandy or two. Although Karl and Inga sipped their brandy, Allen drank heartily and had soon become mellow and talkative. The Mueller's introduced sex to the discussion and they talked about the various sexual lifestyles that people lived. Allen joined in and soon was recounting some of his sexual peccadillo's for Inga and Karl. Inga kept his brandy glass filled to keep him in this mellow and talkative mood as Allen continued with his sexual history. Inga spoke up during a lull in the conversation, "I don't care what anyone says, I love to fuck," she declared. "My," said Karl, "that's a crude way of coming to the point." "Yeah, Inga, why don't you say what you mean, instead of being so wishy washy," Allen said as they all laughed. "Well, I could have said screw, the big trick, intercourse or the horizontal mambo, but nothing makes the point like the word, fuck!" she said emphatically. "There is something about the word, fuck, that seems to put everything into perspective and, in effect, says it all," she concluded. They all laughed again and sipped their brandy, Allen heavier than the others. "Now then, Allen, tell us have you had any interesting dreams that you can recall?" Inga asked. Allen nodded and began to talk about his dreams. His tongue loosened by the brandy removed his inhibitions and he started by admitting that his apartment may indeed be 'dream factory'. "Oh, tell us, please, Allen, tell us what you can remember. I so love dreams," Inga admitted. "Well, some of them are pretty erotic," Allen began, "and I hope this doesn't offend you, but you two are in some of my dreams," he admitted, not revealing that they were in all his dreams. "Oh how exciting!" Inga said, thrilled with tone of the conversation, "I can't wait, Allen, tell us right away!" she encouraged him. "All right, but remember it was just dreaming and no one controls what they dream, right?" Allen stated. Both Karl and Inga agreed that dreams are not real and they would not be offended in the least with what ever Allen dreamed. Allen, fearful of making them angry, decided not to describe his erotic dreams with a lot of detail. He told them that in some of his dreams he was naked and they were naked too. Sometimes they asked him to masturbate for them and that later he could hear them making love in their bedroom. He also said that one time he walked down the stairs and their bedroom door was open when they were making love. Both Inga and Karl smiled and sipped their brandy, filling Allen's glass again. "Well, Allen, perhaps you may be leaving out some parts, because that sounds pretty tame for an erotic dream," Karl told him, looking deep into Allen's eyes. Allen didn't know how to respond. He started to say something then stopped, seemingly unable to answer. "Allen, there is more to your dreams," Karl said as Allen looked at him quizzically. "First of all, those were not dreams and they were much more erotic than you have admitted," Karl told a stunned Allen. Continuing, Karl related how he and Inga would give him a slow acting sedative in his food each night. When he fell asleep they would come into his room and induce him to participate in all sorts of sexual activity. When they finished, he would be given an antidote to continue sleeping. Allen was dumfounded. "You're just kidding, right?" he asked timidly, remembering some of the depraved things he had dreamed. Karl shook his head and tried to put him at ease while Inga put a tape in the VCR. "You taped my dreams?" he asked, astounded. Inga told him that they always tape sexual activities and enjoy watching them again and again. Allen, more scared than angry, asked them if they intended to blackmail him with the tapes. "No…no," Karl said, "We don't do blackmail. The tapes are for our enjoyment only, unless you intend to expose us," Karl continued. "The tapes are a form of insurance against exposure, but that is not what we want, Allen." Inga pressed play and the tape began with his first night in his new apartment. Allen was transfixed and embarrassed at the activity on the screen. They all watched in silenced as one night's activity was followed by the next and the erotic scenes became more perverted. Allen watched as he was fucked in the ass, sucked Karl's cock and Inga's cunt, had his cock sucked by both of them and the most provocative scene, where he displayed his mouth full of Karl's cum. "Allen," Inga began, "please don't be angry with us. If you want to leave, we understand, but we both want you to stay her with us and participate with our 'games'," she said. Allen tried to seem indignant, asking how could they violate his privacy, but he was not really fooling his landlords. His words didn't ring sincere. "After all, you really can't claim invasion of privacy when you consider all the times you sat at the stairs watching Karl and I fucking in the mirror, can you." Allen shook his head no and became quiet, sipping his brandy and looking at the floor. He could hear Inga get up and remove the tape from the VCR then all was quiet. He looked up to see Inga naked and coming toward him. She was absolutely gorgeous, shapely body, magnificently full breasts that swayed provocatively, and a lovely trimmed blonde bush. Her long blonde hair fell over her shoulders as she kneeled before him and unzipped his pants. Allen, still stunned, watched as she found his semi hard cock and exposed it. She drew his foreskin back and licked his cockhead. Instantly his cock responded and engorged to its rock hard fullness. Inga closed her lips around his cockshaft and took him deep in her mouth several times then deep throated him. As she licked and sucked his cock, she unbuckled his belt and pulled at his pants and shorts. Allen lost in the wonder of Inga's mouth and tongue, hurried to assist her and soon was as naked as Inga. Karl, naked too, bent over the back of Allen's chair. He took hold of Allen's nipples with his thumbs and forefingers to gently roll, squeeze and pull at them. Inga paused sucking Allen's cock to help him lie down on the thickly carpeted floor where she resumed her sucking. Karl straddled Allen's head with a knee on either side of his head to lower his balls to Allen's mouth. Eagerly, Allen opened his mouth to receive Karl's balls as he licked and sucked them into his mouth. Karl lifted his balls from Allen and placed the tip of his huge cock on his lips. Opening his mouth, Allen licked the cockhead then took the huge cock deep into his mouth and throat. Meanwhile, Inga was driving Allen rapidly toward the edge with her tongue. Crossing the point of no return Allen managed a muffled groan, with Karl's cock still in his mouth, and exploded in a powerful orgasm. His balls pumped huge wads of warm thick white cum into Inga's eager mouth. She swallowed and continued to lick his cockhead hard to receive more thick cum to swallow. Inga pressed her swirling tongue hard onto Allen's super sensitive cockhead. The sensations were so intense that Allen nearly passed out, but quickly recovered. Inga jumped up and run to Karl to kiss him and transfer a huge wad of cum into his mouth. The moment was so erotic to Karl that he lost control and erupted in a strong orgasm into Allen's mouth. He pumped several volleys of cum into him and he rolled over on the floor gasping from the intensity of his orgasm. Unfulfilled, Inga straddled Allen's head and lowered her sopping wet pussy to his lips and tongue. She grasped his head and pulled his face hard into her sex, grinding her cunt into his mouth. Grasping her asscheeks, Allen held her close as he inhaled her scent and savored the flavor of her cunt. She rode his mouth hard, moaning with pleasure as her senses drove her relentlessly toward orgasm. "Ohhhhh, God," she screamed and pulled hard at her nipples. Suddenly, Inga closed her eyes, looked up with her mouth open and shuddered with savage orgasm that consumed her. She spasmed each time the tongue at her sex touched her clit and came with each spasm. Finally, she too rolled over onto the floor exhausted, with her spent lovers. The three of them lay still trying to recover from their intense lovemaking. Moving first, Inga took Karl in her mouth and slathered her tongue all about his cockhead to restore it to a rock hard state. She reached out to Allen and began to stroke his cock to bring him to erection as well. None of them heard the key turn in the door as they began to recover their energies. Suddenly, a dark bush and two creamy white thighs pressed against Allen's cheeks, covering his face. A moist sweet smelling pussy descended toward his mouth and he eagerly opened to receive it. As he began to lick the juicy pussy, he heard Inga cry out happily, "Helga, how wonderful!" Helga had returned a day early and had walked in on the threesome in the throes of their passions. She had quickly stripped naked to join the trio on the family room floor. Enjoying the tongue pleasuring her, Helga leaned over to kiss Inga's lips tenderly. "Oh, Helga, I'm so glad your back," Inga told her. She resumed sucking Karl's cock while looking at Helga kneading her breasts, eyes closed and her head back lost in pursuit of a very much sought-after orgasm. A soft moan escaped her lips as Allen's tongue worked its magic on her pussy and clit. Karl and Inga watched eagerly as their maid rapidly approached orgasm from the unrelenting tongue at her sex. Expectedly, Helga stiffened and uttered a low groan as she shuddered through a strong orgasm. Her juices squirted fruitfully from her pussy to drench Allen's face, mouth and tongue. She moaned throughout her orgasm, trembling from the marvelous sensations, as Inga rose to embrace her and kiss her passionately. Karl crawled behind Helga and straddled Allen's waist with a knee on either side of him. His cock, fully engorged, parted Helga's cuntlips from behind and entered her pussy, sliding slowly inward until his balls lay on Allen's forehead and nose. Tonguing Karl's balls, Allen watched his landlords huge cock fucking Helga and he licked the huge soft balls on each thrust. Inga moved in front of Helga, lay down spreading her legs and coaxed her maid to suck her hot pussy. Helga eagerly complied. The orgy continued to nearly midnight and each of them had cum several times. Allen was exhausted and watched the two women completing a sensuous sixty-nine. Helga was beautiful. Her dark hair contrasted with Inga's light blonde and their tits were about equal in size with Inga having the edge. Helga's breasts were slightly conical, without a hint of sag, had large puffy areolas and hard erect nipples. Her ass was absolutely splendid. Tight well shaped asscheeks and a cute small rosy asshole nestled between her lovely asscheeks. The women finished their erotic coupling and lay gasping from their mutual orgasms. When the four of them sat down in armchairs to recover from their sexual escapade, the conversation centered on Allen. Karl smiled at him and asked, "Have you decided to leave or stay?" "Wild horses couldn't drag me away!" Allen exclaimed. "That was absolutely incredible!" he continued. "Yes, I agree it was quite fantastic," Karl said. "There is no question that we want you to stay, but as they say, 'you must pay your dues'," Karl told him. He explained that it was their custom to have him serve as a submissive for a time to earn his privileges. As a submissive he would be expected to serve Inga, Helga and him in whatever they asked of him in their sexual activities. It would require him to stay naked at all times while in the house or his apartment. Further, he would participate voluntarily in S & M sessions or activities that would involve humiliation, pain and pleasure. "Those are the conditions to stay, Allen. You must decide by morning," Karl said. Allen was told that if he decided to stay, the new rules would go in effect in the morning. If he decided not to submit then he could find other lodgings. They four of them retired for the night, Allen to his apartment, the Mueller's to their bedroom and Helga to her maid's quarters. Unable to sleep, Allen pondered his future for most of the night. He had never considered S & M at any time in his life. But on the other hand, the life here was worth the cost. Great inexpensive lodgings, free food and drink, great sex and all for the price of submitting to their erotic desires. Yes, he would stay. The End; Part 1 (To be continued at Part 2) Comments and feedback to the address in my profile. Allen's New Apartment Ch. 02 This story is the property of the author. It is not to be changed in any way, nor published or shown at other web sites without the permission of the author. Please provide feedback, if you choose. All comments appreciated. * * * * * It was Saturday and Allen prepared himself for his first day as a submissive. He was excited, but also somewhat apprehensive about what would happen to him. Showering, he was aware that he was under surveillance and being video taped, but he didn't really care. Allen didn't even bother to search for the hidden video cameras because it was all part of the bargain he had accepted from the Mueller's. It was worth it he thought. Wonderful inexpensive lodgings, free food and drink, great sex and all for the price of submitting to their erotic desires. A good bargain, he concluded. He finished his shower, dried his body and went into the bedroom. Someone had been in his bedroom, while he showered, to leave a leather collar and restraints for his wrists and ankles. A note ordered him to put them on and come down to the living room. He put on the implements of submission and descended the stairs to begin his first day as a submissive. Entering the family room he was greeted by Inga, Karl and Helga dressed as Dominants in various provocative leather outfits. Karl wore the least, a leather bikini brief with his balls and cock exposed through a hole in the briefs. Inga wore red and Helga black soft leather bikinis with open crotches and holes in their bras for their nipples. None of them spoke to him. Inga was seated in a straight chair and beckoned to Allen to come to her and lie over her lap, belly down. He lay across her lap as Helga locked his wrist restraints together and fastened them to a steel ring in the floor. Karl fastened his ankles to a spreader bar, which was also secured to the floor. A rawhide cord was tied tightly at the base of his balls and a five-pound lead weight attached to the cord. The weight hung down between Inga's legs pulling and stretching Allen's ball's. His bound balls ached, but the weight really wasn't painful, just constantly pulling at his balls. Inga placed his hard cock between her warm thighs and closed them tightly around his member. The warmth of her thighs felt wonderful and he sensed pre-cum forming at his cockhole. She rolled her thighs, stimulating his cock sensuously, to stiffen even more. Helga sat on the floor in front of him with her thighs spread as her scent wafted to his nostrils. He looked straight at the soft dark curls of her bush and the moist sweet treasure nestled underneath it. She held out a silver chain with a nipple clamp on each end. Massaging each of his nipples, she quickly brought them to hard protruding nubs. Smiling at him, Helga placed a nipple clamp on each nipple and jerked the chain playfully. Allen grimaced from the pain in his nipples, but refrained from crying out, to the admiration of his three Dominants. Helga kissed Allen's lips passionately while secretly hanging a small lead weight to his nipple chain. She ended the kiss smiled and showed him the weight as she cruelly allowed it to fall from her fingers. Allen screamed in pain as the weight came to an abrupt and painful stop, pulling and stretching his nipples. Tears rolled down his cheeks as he sobbed from the pain in his nipples and the strong ache overtaking his weighted balls. Karl spread Allen's asscheeks wide and placed a cold moist substance on his pinkish/brown asshole. A large finger intruded into his asshole and was swirled about to loosen his anus. Karl placed a butt plug dildo, eight inches long and two inches thick, at Allen's asshole and slowly pushed it deep into his ass, his sphincter clinched it to firmly hold it in place. Allen realized that he was about to be spanked. His balls ached and his nipples hurt. Inga accepted a small leather paddle from Karl and delivered a hard blow to Allen's asscheek. He clenched his teeth, but did not cry out as a second blow fell smartly on his other asscheek. His eyes welled with tears as the skin on his ass became hotter as Inga kept alternating asscheeks with blows of the paddle. His ass was burning with pain as he moaned, groaned, cried and finally sobbed as tears rolled down his cheeks. "Oh, Allen, your asscheeks are such a lovely crimson shade," Inga remarked as she put the paddle down. "Hand me the riding crop, dear," said Inga, "he needs a few purple welts to properly set off the crimson shade on his ass, I think," Inga concluded. Karl fetched the crop as Inga rolled Allen's cock between her warm thighs. Helga played at lifting and dropping the weights on his nipple chain and balls as they waited for Karl to return. "Thank you, love," Inga said as Karl handed her the cruel looking riding crop. Inga showed the crop to Allen and continued to 'torment' his cock by rolling it between her thighs. "Do you like that, little slave boy?" she asked. Allen nodded and moaned, sensing his orgasm building. "Umm, I guess you do, judging from all the pre-cum dripping from your cock, slave," she remarked. "Don't you dare cum while I crop you ass, because if you do I shall make you lick it up and swallow it!" she commanded. Allen was too preoccupied in trying to withhold cumming to respond, as Inga wickedly kept rolling his cock trying to make him cum. Helga got up from the floor and grabbed the slave boy by the hair to lift his head up so she could shove her pussy in his face. "Suck my cunnie and clitty, little slave boy," Helga taunted him. Just as he started to lick Helga's pussy, Inga delivered a savage blow diagonally across his right ass cheek. Allen screamed at the top of his lungs into Helga's cunt. The pain seared his being to the core. He could feel his flesh gather together to form a deep mark then slowly transform to a torturous welt. Inga delivered another equally savage blow diagonally to his other asscheek and he sobbed and wailed from the pain. Howling in pain, Inga still rolled his hard cock between her warm thighs. Inga paused to watch her slave lick and suck Helga's pussy while she continued to 'torment' his cock between her thighs. Helga moaned with pleasure from the slave's tongue, holding his head fast against her cunt. Karl moved behind Helga and reached around to gently rub and roll her nipples with his fingers. She sighed and turned her head to kiss Karl sensuously as she too felt an orgasm begin to build deep within her. Bringing his pain under a measure of control, Allen tried to ignore the pain with some minor success. This lasted until Inga laid another brutal blow on his asscheek to form a welted X. He shrieked into Helga's pussy sobbing openly as he sucked and licked her cunt. Howling uncontrollably, Allen's ass burned like fire. Inga rewarded him another evil blow on his other asscheek forming another welted X. His wails continued as the pain was nearly unbearable, but strangely he felt his hard cock throbbing between Inga's warm thighs. Allen felt unable to control withholding his orgasm. Karl snapped a Polaroid picture of Allen across Inga's lap, sucking Helga's pussy and sporting a red ass with a purple X welts on each asscheek. Helga stiffened, cried out and shuddered through a strong orgasm from Allen's tongue. She came hard again as her legs wobbled and gave way from the intensity of her orgasm and she sat on the floor moaning. Inga worked her thighs remorselessly on Allen's cock and he erupted in a huge orgasm. His thick cum blasted onto her thighs flowing slowly down her legs. Again and again his balls pumped huge volumes creamy white cum onto Inga's legs and the floor beneath her. "Look what you've done, you nasty little slut!" Inga exclaimed as she complained about cum on her legs and the floor. She feigned anger, but was secretly pleased that Allen was unable to control himself. "Get down there and lick it up, right away!" she commanded. Helga released his wrists from the steel ring and Karl released the spreader bar from the floor. Painfully, Allen slid from Inga's lap and crawled between her legs. The weights on his nipple chain and his balls made the movement an ordeal as he positioned himself to clean up his mess. He licked his thick gooey cum from Inga's boots, calves and thighs. Swallowing, he moved to lick up cum from the floor. He felt the dildo butt plug come out of his ass to be replaced with Karl's enormous cock. Allen's ass felt strange as he realized that Karl was wearing a condom as he fucked him. He licked up cum from the floor and swallowed it as Inga grabbed his hair and pulled his face into her crotch. No command was needed as Allen knew exactly what she wanted, plunging his tongue into her cunt. The scene was so erotic. Helga and Inga took turns licking each other's nipples and passionately kissed one another. Karl fucked Allen in the ass, while the slave sucked Inga's pussy. The four of them continued until Inga erupted in a hard multiple cum, drenching Allen's face with her cunt cream. The slave worked hard to suck up Inga's cunt nectar and swallow it all. She gasped for air as she released his head from her grasp. Karl pumped Allen's ass hard. His hard cock worked as a flesh pile driver, hammering the slave's ass relentlessly. Finally, Karl groaned and shot hot cum deep into Allen's ass, filling the condom he wore. Allen could feel the condom expand in his ass as it filled with cum. Karl's orgasm was massive and his balls pumped out huge quantities of semen before they were empty. He withdrew his cock from Allen's ass and carefully removed the condom to assure his cum remained inside. Grasping Allen's head, Karl forced him to open his mouth so he could pour cum into it from the condom. Reluctantly, Allen complied and consumed Karl's cum as it slowly flowed into his mouth. Karl turned the condom inside out and made Allen lick it clean. The women applauded as Karl provided the 'Coup de Gras' to complete the morning's erotica. Helga rose to bring in refreshments for all of them, while the Mueller's removed all of Allen's restraints and weights. A short time later, Inga and Karl went shopping while Helga remained behind to mind the slave boy. Inga had reminded Allen that he was to follow all orders from Helga as she was in charge until they returned from shopping. Helga put disinfectant on the slave boy's welts. He whimpered as it stung badly. Following his treatment, Helga proceeded to train him in the proper way to serve guests while on his knees. Allen was a fast learner and quickly acquired the skills that Helga taught him. Bewildered by the harsh spanking and cropping that he received, he decided to speak to Helga about it. "Helga, I'm a little confused about this morning," he began, "why was I spanked and whipped? Did I do something to displease Inga or Karl?" "No, Allen, they do that to remind us that they are in control," Helga explained. "They do that to you too?" "Yes, occasionally," Helga replied, "It won't happen often, but sometimes it amuses them to give us corporal punishment and it also arouses their sexual lust. If it offends you, the only recourse you have is to leave because they won't change their habits, Allen," she told him. "No, I don't want to leave, I just wanted to know how often to expect to be treated like that," he replied. "Actually, Helga, it aroused me. I didn't like it, but it was so erotic to be bound and used when I couldn't do anything about it." Helga smiled and knew that Allen would never leave on his own volition because he enjoyed being a sexual slave and it showed. She told him that they would often put restraints on him to torment his genitals and nipples for the amusement of their friends or guests. It would hurt, but not permanently injure him. Helga smiled, telling him that the torments would even get him turned on. Inga and Karl returned with armfuls of groceries and snacks for their dinner party that evening. They were pleased when Helga reported that Allen had mastered his serving skills and would be ready to serve. Allen was sent to his room to await the party and to avoid being seen naked by the house cleaners and caterers setting up the party. Finally, all seemed ready and he was called down to the dining room. Helga was dressed a very sexy maids uniform. Low cut to reveal ample cleavage and with a very short mini skirt. He thought he saw Helga's pussy, realizing that she was not wearing panties. Karl dressed in his tuxedo and Inga in shimmering evening gown, cut on both sides to reveal her gorgeous legs. "Allen," Inga instructed him, "you will serve the drinks and when we are ready to dine you will kneel on the floor to my right." Allen nodded and returned to the kitchen to wait. A short time later he heard guests arriving and being greeted by Inga and Karl. Allen was very excited and a bit apprehensive, as he had never done anything like this before. Helga prepared a tray containing eight glasses of Champagne and told Allen that he would serve them when called. Karl entered the kitchen and had Allen stand on a chair then proceeded to prepare him to serve. Karl was holding two elastic cords with slipknots at both ends. He separated Allen's testicles and placed a slipknot around each ball. He stretched the elastic cords and placed the slipknots on the other ends, around his big toes. The cords pulled and stretched his balls painfully, but he gritted his teeth and endured. Stepping off the chair was absolutely horrid as the cords stretched and pulled his balls to the point that tears welled up in his eyes. Helga gave him a napkin to dab his eyes and they waited for Inga's call. Helga was to serve hors d'oeuvres and Allen to follow with Champagne. Allen lifted his tray and waited until Helga had begun her serving and then he trailed behind her with the cords pulling painfully on his balls as he walked. When he entered he witnessed the Mueller's and their six guests feeling Helga's breasts, ass and pussy while she smiled and served the hors d'oeuvres. Allen entered to the oohs and ahs of the guests as walked painfully and naked, carrying his wine tray. He paused in front of a couple chatting with Inga, who introduced him to the couple as her new boarder and slave. The woman reached out to fondle Allen's cock as she took a glass of Champagne. He twitched as she grasped his cock, but managed not to spill any drinks while she massaged his member to full hardness. She finished her wine and placed the long Champagne glass over his hard-on, smiling sweetly. Removing the empty glass from his cock he placed it on his tray and moved on to serve another couple. A woman admired his hard-on and squeezed it forcing a thick clear drop of pre-cum to seep out of his cockhole. She wiped it up with her finger, tasted it, smiled and licked her finger clean. Her escort played with Allen's balls and pulled on the cords to the slave boy's dismay. Another man walked to Allen and squeezed his cockhead to collect another drop of pre-cum. Using the pre-cum as a lubricant he pushed his finger into the slave's ass and swirled it around. Allen quivered a bit at the intrusion, but tolerated the finger. The man withdrew the finger and wiped it across Allen's lips and walked away smiling. Allen suddenly twitched, nearly dropping his tray. Another woman had taken a glass of Champagne and placed it against his nipple. The chill had been so unexpected that Allen grunted in surprise. Helga was being used in much the same way. The guests had unlaced her bodice to expose both of her magnificent breasts. They played with her tits and pussy just like they did with him. Unlike him however, Helga was comfortable being a toy thing for the guests. Allen told himself that he didn't mind being a toy, it's just that he wasn't used to the situation yet. Inga walked by and whispered in his ear that he was doing a splendid job for his first time, and that she was proud of him. Buoyed with her approval, Allen eagerly resumed serving the guests and enjoyed their fondling him. A tall redheaded woman with ample breasts and a wicked grin began to stroke his cock as she talked to the woman who had touched the cold glass to his nipple. She continued to masturbate him until he began to throb then she swatted his cockhead relieving his urge to cum. As she started stroking his cock once more he quickly regained his hard-on. The other lady tickled his balls, taut in their slipknots. Placing her glass on the tray the woman stroking him, covered his cockhead with his foreskin, grabbed the end of the foreskin and pulled it painfully hard. Allen grimaced, but did not cry out nor try to move away. He stood his ground. The redheaded woman began to roll up his foreskin forcing his cock flaccid, thus averting orgasm again. Several men felt and kneaded his asscheeks and another forced his finger into his asshole. Allen endured all the torments without outwardly being mortified. Inga came to his rescue, announcing that dinner was served. The guests retired to the dinning room as Helga, tits and nipples still exposed, began to place food on the plates. Allen, as ordered, kneeled on his Inga's right, who sat opposite Karl at the head of the table. Helga served the shrimp cocktails, enduring several feels of her breasts as she worked. Inga ate slowly and chatted with her guests, ignoring Allen. He remained kneeling and watched as Inga selected a shrimp from her dish, drew it between her cuntlips drenching it with her juices and gave it to Allen to eat. Without hesitation, he opened his mouth and ate the gift. Meanwhile, Helga served each guest with a thick slice of roasted prime rib. Again Inga cut off a piece of meat, flavored it with her pussy's essence and gave it to Allen to eat. The woman to his right also began to feed him in the same way, to Allen's delight. Inga bent to Allen's ear and whispered something to him. He nodded and disappeared under the dinner table. Allen saw that none of the women wore panties and all had their dresses pulled up exposing their pussies. The men had pulled their trousers down to expose their cocks and balls. Allen knew what he was expected to do and set to his task at once. He crawled to a man on Inga's left and reached out to stroke his cock. The man stiffened slightly then calmed down to await his pleasure. Allen began by licking the man's balls until they were covered in saliva then he drew his tongue along the swelling cockshaft. Pulling back the foreskin he inhaled the males musk and touched the tip of his tongue just under the rim. He heard the man softly moan and Allen engulfed the now hard cock with his mouth, pressing it hard with his tongue. The satiny cockhead throbbed as the slave concentrated on the sensitive spot in front, provoking a large thick clear drop of pre-cum to seep from the cockhole. He licked it up and resumed 'tormenting' the cockhead with his tongue. Feeling the man's legs quivering, Allen knew that his orgasm was imminent. He closed his lips about the large cock and began to move his head back and forth swirling his tongue all over the cockhead. In a few seconds the man moaned deeply and blasted his cum deep into Allen's waiting mouth. Allen swallowed the semen and drew in more, as the man's balls emptied their load into his eager mouth. Allen cleaned the cock he just sucked then moved to the next guest. He recognized the redheaded woman by her neatly trimmed red haired bush above her pussy. Her fragrance was wonderful as he inhaled it several times before blowing on her pussy. The woman twitched when she felt the cool air waft over her cunt. He moved his head between her thighs. She quivered as he kissed and licked her inner thighs. He kissed her pussy lips as though they were her mouth and heard her sigh with desire. He parted her cuntlips with his tongue and plunged his tongue deep into her cunt. She gasped aloud to the applause of the other guests as Allen sucked and licked her inner folds. Allen's New Apartment Ch. 02 He coaxed her clit to exit its hood with strong flicks of his tongue over her clit's hood. Her clit exited slowly and engorged to stand erect, quivering for attention. Allen did not disappoint the sweet nub as he sucked it into his mouth to suckle it as though it were a nipple. The woman's gasps turned to distinct groans as she writhed in her seat to the applause of the other guests. Unable to stand it any longer she reached under the table, clasped Allen's head and pulled his face into her cunt. "Suck it," she shrieked as she rotated her hips in rhythm with Allen's tongue. He concentrated on her clit and in a few seconds she was screaming in orgasm, drenching Allen's face with her juices. Finally, her orgasm receded and she remained still, breathing hard. "Bravo…bravo," the guests shouted and applauded in accolades to Allen's tongue skills, as the woman attempted to recover. One by one Allen visited all the guests, under the table, bringing them each to orgasm. Karl, by far, delivered the largest amount of cum to Allen's waiting mouth. He reached under the table to pat Allen's head in appreciation. Allen had saved Inga for last. When he parted her thighs, he was drenched with a heavy flow of her juices. He teased her by pulling her cuntlips with his lips and flicking her clit with his tongue. Inga was extremely aroused. She panted in anticipation of cumming while her slave continued to tease her throbbing pussy and clit. Unable to contain herself any longer, Inga wrapped her thighs around Allen's neck and pulled his face into her cunt. "Eat me, you fucking cum slut!" she shouted as Allen tried to continue teasing her. "Make me cum, whore!" she cried again as Allen relented and began to lick and suck Inga's pussy as she moaned. "Yesssss, oh yesssss…that's it…oh Jesus…suck my clit hard, sweet slave," she shouted and erupted into a massive orgasm. She shuddered and shook as she screamed incomprehensively through each of her cum spasms. "Oh God," she gasped and collapsed in her chair trying to catch her breath. Allen was unsure of what to do next. He waited for instructions under the table as Helga lifted the tablecloth and beckoned him to her. "Crawl to the kitchen," she whispered and he quickly moved painfully on hands and knees into the kitchen. He looked up at Helga waiting to be told what to do. She sat in a kitchen chair and spread her thighs, "It's my turn now, cum slut," Helga said to him and pulled him between her legs. Allen inhaled her sweet fragrance as he eagerly kissed her pussy. Her scent was like no other and his arousal was complete. With a rock hard cock, he licked Helga's sweet cunnie. "Ummmmm," he moaned as he licked and sucked her sweet treasure in rhythm with Helga's moans of desire. Her orgasm was unlike any other he had ever seen. She writhed and bucked, squirting sweet nectar from her pussy as her cunt muscles clenched about his tongue holding it fast. Helga was a 'multiple' and she would cum again and again with each spasm of her pussy. Her cunt nectar spewed out to coat Allen's face, mouth and tongue. He could not believe that anyone could cum as often Helga did while she continued to hold his face to her pussy, crying out for more. Finally, her orgasm subsided into little mini after-cums that soon ceased as well. She lay back in her chair reveling in the pleasure just visited upon her. "Oh my God, Allen!" Helga exclaimed when she regained her senses, "that was incredible. That was the best cum I've ever had!" she smiled sweetly and looked down at him. "I'm going to love having you about," she said. "You also did a number on Inga out there, you little rascal, she grinned." Allen smiled back, pleased with himself. The two submissives heard the guests leaving while the Mueller's thanked them for attending. After a few minutes Inga entered the kitchen, embraced Allen and kissed his mouth. She told him how pleased she was with his performance. Karl came in and shook Allen's hand vigorously. All the guests had remarked about how skilled a slave Allen had proved himself to be. Karl released the elastic cords holding his balls and Allen breathed a sigh of relief having been freed from that painful implement. They rejoiced their good fortune to have found Allen and how well he fit into their lifestyle plans. Allen too was very joyous of his new found home and friends. He knew that at last he had found a home. The four of them retired to their beds to sleep and awaken to whatever a new day would bring. The End Allen's New Apartment Ch. 03 This story is the property of the author. It is not to be changed in any way, nor published or shown at other web sites without the permission of the author. The lunch was superb, as always. Inga had outdone herself again with her culinary arts. Allen sipped his wine and listened as Karl, Inga and Helga discussed some past event before he had rented his apartment. His life now, had become completely intermingled with the Mueller's and Helga. There was little outside of this small circle that he wished to participate in. He only ventured outside when his work absolutely required his absence from his wonderful Mistress, Master and fellow submissive, Helga. Fellow submissive was a relative term when applied to Helga because she too dominated and controlled him when the Mueller's were not present. She was sort of a stand in Mistress, but was often used by the Mueller's as their female sex toy when it suited them. Allen didn't really mind who was in control. He had found profound happiness in his current role as sex slave to the Mueller's and wished that it would be so, always. Allen's mind seemed to drift as he had difficulty hearing the softer words spoken in the after dinner conversation. His eyelids were heavy and he seemed too sleepy to really care to participate in the discussion. Soon he drifted off to sleep. He awoke, realizing that he had been drugged, to find he was naked and bound to a padded bench like device. Allen was lying face down with his wrists in soft leather restraints fastened to either side of the bench. There was a padded seat in front of his face attached to the bench, which had levers and adjustments for height and distance from the bench. Towards the back, the bench ended at his hips, which allowed his cock and balls to hang free towards the floor. His knees were spread wide and strapped into padded wells that prevented him from any movement. The entire apparatus stood in a frame, which seemed to Allen, could be raised and lowered to position the 'user'. "Ah, I see that Allen has awakened and is ready to serve," Karl observed as he, Inga and Helga entered the room. "How does my bench feel, Allen?" Karl asked him. Allen searched for the right words, but realized that the question had been rhetorical when Karl didn't wait for an answer. "I built this bench device several years ago for slaves like you and Helga, when providing your services to Inga and I," he continued. "Helga was the last to use the bench for our pleasure and Inga felt it was time to introduce you to our toy." "Yes Master Karl," was all that Allen could think of to reply, as he realized all the wonderful activities that could be done with him, and to him, because of the bench. Although he knew that the three of them were in the room, he really couldn't turn his head enough to actually see them. Helga stepped in front of the bench and smiled at Allen, bound to the bench. She adjusted the seat to her settings, and removed her robe to stand naked in front of Allen. Her beauty had an immediate effect on him and his cock began to stiffen. Helga's large conical breasts and puffy areolas revealed her excited state as did her hard erect nipples. She sat in the padded seat and grasped Allen's head in her hands, drawing his face into her fragrant bush. Allen moaned with delight as his nose nuzzled the soft curls of Helga's dark thick bush. He inhaled her scent wafting up from her moist pussy nestled underneath her bush. Allen tried to kiss her pussy, but Helga toyed with him, preventing contact with her sex. Karl moved behind Helga and began to tweak her nipples with his thumbs and forefingers making her pussy wetter. Inga straddled Allen's back, sitting on it as she reached under the bench to open a portal on either side of the bench providing access to Allen's nipples. He felt Inga's very wet pussy oozing her juices onto his back as her fingers and thumbs found his nipples. She rubbed them and twisted them, 'tormenting' his nipples at her, and his, pleasure. Karl raised the entire bench, by activating its built in motor, and then pulled out another padded seat below the seat Helga sat in. He removed his robe to stand naked, then sat in the second seat with his huge hard-on just below Helga's pussy. Karl raised his seat as Helga spread her cuntlips to admit Master Karl's cockhead between them. The seat was raised by it's motor until Karl's cockhead began to slowly disappear inside Helga's cunt to her moans of delight. Her cunt clasped Karl's cockhead and drew his ample foreskin back as the huge cock entered deeper into her pussy. Helga gasped as Karl finally seated his cock deep inside her sex. Inga, meanwhile, had had rubbed, tugged and tweaked Allen's nipples to full hardness. The little nubs protruded from his chest and she placed a nipple clamp on each of them. Each clamp had a short chain attached to it with a small lead weight on the end of the chain. Allen groaned as she let go of the weights and they dropped to painfully pull at Allen's hard nipples. Helga was breathing hard and tried to wiggle around on Karl's cock, but he admonished her to stay still. Inga got off of Allen's back to put on a strap on dildo harness with a double headed eighteen inch dildo, two inches in diameter. She slipped one end into her very wet cunt until the clit device covered her clit. Inga lubed Allen's asshole generously with KY jelly and thrust the other end into Allen's asshole in a single painful thrust. Allen started to cry out, but Helga chose that moment to pull his mouth against her throbbing clit, muffling his cries of pain with her cunt. She began to rotate her hips, fucking Karl and rubbing her clit against Allen's lips. Inga fucked Allen's ass with the huge dildo and in turn fucked herself with the other end of the dildo that impaled them both. Inga's naked thighs kept striking the back of Allen's thighs with each of her thrusts, causing the weights on his nipple clamps to dance and bounce, 'pleasuring' him. Soon Inga's movements with her dildo transformed the initial pain into pleasure as Allen tried as best he could to thrust back into Inga's thrusts. His tongue shot out to lick and slather Helga's clit as Karl fucked her cunt. Occasionally his tongue would bathe Karl's cockshaft and rim with his saliva, increasing both of their pleasure. Helga groaned in absolute pleasure as her Master fucked her hard and Allen 'tormented' her clit relentlessly with his tongue. The clit device on Inga's strap on dildo vibrated her clit and she was rushing, along with Helga, headlong towards orgasm. The two women moaned and gasped as their cunts were being fucked and their clits pleasured. Neither wanted to cum first and they stared at each other stoically trying to withhold cumming to make the other one cum first. Fortunately for Inga, she controlled the wonderful assault on her pussy, while Helga did not. Suddenly, Helga grabbed Allen's head forcefully and held it hard against her sweet cunt as her urge to orgasm mounted swiftly. Allen could feel Karl's cockshaft rubbing hard on his lower lip and chin just as Helga screamed in a savage orgasm. Her pussy sprayed its nectar around Karl's cockshaft onto Allen's face, mouth and tongue as she orgasmed again and again. Karl quickened his efforts to force Helga into the multiple orgasms he knew she would experience. Her cries to stop went unheeded by both men pillaging her pussy by cock and tongue. She tried to push Allen's mouth away from her super sensitive clit, but was too weak to muster much strength and he continued to drive her into cumming again and again. Helga's arms fell limply to her sides, as her head lay back onto Karl's shoulder, her eyes closed as her body spasmed in multiple cums. Karl continued to tug and tweak her nipples throughout her orgasms, accompanied by Allen tonguing and suckling her clit hard as she came. Helga uttered low moans, unable to move from the ferocity and intensity of her multiple cums. Allen terrorized her clit while watching as Karl's balls began to draw up tight in preparation for his orgasm. As Allen steeled himself for the torrent of thick white frothy cum he was about to receive, Inga shrieked in orgasm behind him. She drove the dildo deeper into Allen's ass and held it there as she convulsed through several hard cums. Inga pulled hard at her own nipples as she came intensely, impaled upon the huge dildo in her pussy. Karl groaned and drove his hips forward just as his cock erupted deep within the nearly senseless Helga. Allen could see Karl's balls convulse and pump his Master's seed through his massive cock into Helga's waiting pussy. Helga whimpered as she felt the hot cum splatter and squish inside her, but was powerless to do anything other than enjoy it. Again and again Karl's huge cock pumped cum into Helga's cunt. Allen waited patiently, unable to do otherwise, and soon was rewarded with streams of semen spurting out around his Master's cock onto Allen's mouth, lips and tongue. Allen swallowed as fast as he could, waiting for Karl's cock to soften which would bring forth the torrent of cum still held inside Helga's cunt. Allen felt Inga lie down on his back as her orgasms had consumed her, her tits pressing her hard nipples into his back. She was breathing hard and lay fast against him, keeping both of them impaled upon the huge dildo. Helga recovered enough to close her cuntlips tightly around Karl's cock to prevent his cum from exiting her pussy. Allen watched as Karl's cock slowly slid out of Helga's pussy, semi hard and coated in thick creamy cock and cunt cum. Karl pulled Helga's seat back away from Allen's face far enough to put his semi hard-on on Allen's lips to be cleansed. Allen opened his mouth to accept his Masters' cock and licked all the residual cum from the cock, milking it with his lips to get it all. Satisfied with Allen's cleaning of his cock, Karl stood back pushed Helga's cunt back into Allen's face. She released her cuntlips as Allen covered her cunt with his mouth and sighed as he caught the cascading cum in his mouth, swallowing as fast as he could. Each time she squeezed her cunt muscles another large dollop of cum squished out of her pussy and Allen licked it up and swallowed. He relished the succulent flavor of Helga's cunt cum, blended with Karl's semen. Soon her pussy gave up the last of its cum gift and she stood up, pushed the padded seat into the bench and kneeled to kiss Allen passionately, sharing the last of the blended cum with him. Inga slowly regained her senses, lifted herself up from Allen's back and extracted the dildo from his asshole. She removed the other end from her pussy and freed the dildo from her harness. Inga brought the dildo with her as she knelt to kiss Allen and tell him what a wonderful sex slave he was. She placed the dildo to his mouth and he responded, knowing that he was expected to lick it clean. Inga held the dildo as he cleaned it with his tongue and watched his ramrod hard cock oozing pre-cum. She wiped the pre-cum all over the fake cockhead of the dildo and permitted Allen the privilege of licking his own pre-cum from the dildo. He finished cleaning the dildo and expected to be released, but the Mueller's had other chores for him. Inga knelt behind him to place a cockring tightly around the base of his cock to prevent him from cumming. She also tied a rawhide cord tightly around the base of his balls then pulled the cord hard, removing any slack and fastened it to a notch on the bench. The cord stretched his balls, but not painfully…yet. Karl moistened the rawhide, from the knot around Allen's balls, to the notch that held it fast. "That will contract as it dries, Allen, for our amusement and to prevent your balls from drawing up into your belly," Karl told him, "We don't want you to get a set of 'hot nuts' and ruin our pleasure this evening." Helga had gone to shower and put on her maids uniform with her tits and nipples exposed, nearly falling out of the bodice of her uniform. As usual, she wore no panties or bra. She allowed Allen to inhale the scent of her perfumed bush and pussy again, but no more than just that. Inga returned, showered and dressed in her red leather Domina's outfit with the crotch cut away and her breasts protruding through holes for that purpose. Allen could make out that she wore her nipple rings and could hear the tingle of the little bells hanging from them. Her pussy was wet and she daubed it with Kleenex then rubbed her juice laden tissue on Allen's face. He thanked her for her thoughtfulness as he wondered what would come next. Inga slipped into a gold evening gown that completely covered her Domina's outfit and waited for Karl. Soon Karl appeared in his tuxedo and stood still while Inga tied his bow tie for him. Allen realized that the Mueller's were having another party and he was most probably going to be the entertainment. He thought about asking if there was indeed a party, but decided against it, knowing that the preparations were already underway. Inga patted his asscheeks and fondled his cock, stroking it to be sure that he was totally unable to cum. Satisfied, she covered him completely with a king size bed sheet without even a word as to why. Allen knew that was Inga's way and he accepted it like a good sex slave. Allen didn't know how long he remained under the bed sheet. He could feel the rawhide cord slowly drying and pulling on his balls as it shortened. The noises and sounds he heard were familiar. Inga instructing the caterer's where to place the food, snacks and drinks. Others were arranging tables and chairs, seemingly in a circle around Allen as he lay bound to the bench and covered with the sheet. He felt the corner of the sheet raise slightly to admit a calloused hand to fondle his cock and stretched balls. Allen could hear the owner of the hand that fondled him whispering to his co-workers then they all snickered as they worked. It was obvious that they were aware of his plight under the sheet. They all worked for a special caterer that Inga always used for her parties, and they knew. Allen woke up again, realizing that he had fallen asleep under the bed sheet. He could hear knives and forks clinking against china and he recognized that the dinner party was underway. Apparently it wasn't time for him to be included, yet. He could hear voices chatting, but was unable to decipher more than a word or two of idle chatter. His balls were another matter, however. They hurt and felt strained by the drying rawhide cord. His cock was still hard and he remembered the cock ring Inga had placed around it. Allen's cock felt swollen, but did not ache like his balls. Soon enough he knew that the dinner party guests would be having their way with him and there was nothing he could, or wanted, to do about it. He was pleased…no thankful, that he would be serving them for his Mistress and Master. He heard rustling and felt someone nearby. He smelled Helga's perfume commingled with the scent of her pussy and knew that soon he would be serving the guests. Chairs were being moved about and suddenly the room was dark. Several moments later he saw brightness, illuminate the bed sheet that covered him and he knew that he was soon to be in the spotlight. I pair of hands appeared under the sheet to place a pair of cotton eye pads on his eyes, followed by a leather formfitting blindfold over the pads. It was tied securely behind his head and the hands disappeared as quickly as they had appeared. "You all know our lodger, Allen," he heard Inga announce as the bed sheet was swiftly removed revealing his bound and naked body to the guests. His uncovering was met with sustained applause. "Allen will provide our entertainment to everyone who has need of his services," she continued, "as always, you may seek your pleasure among yourselves, too," she concluded to another round of applause. "Allen, are you prepared to serve our guests?" Inga asked him. "Yes, Mistress Inga," Allen dutifully replied. He heard footsteps, then the bench seat in front of his face was drawn back and he sensed someone sit down. The aroma was the musk of a male, which was confirmed when a huge cockhead, leaking pre-cum, was rubbed all about his lips. Instantly Allen opened his mouth to accept the huge cockhead, which slid along his tongue until it lodged at the entrance to his throat. Allen began to slather his tongue all about the cockhead as the pre-cum continued to flow heavily. The man pulled back slightly giving Allen an opportunity to swallow the pre-cum before the huge cock entered his throat for a few moments as he licked it. His nose was buried in the man's pubic hair rubbing against his belly. Allen realized that the cock he was sucking was a very thick, but short cock. The man began to moan as he fucked Allen's mouth. A huge pair of free swinging balls kept slapping against Allen's chin as he tongued and sucked the cock in his mouth. Someone was playing with his nipple chains, although his nipples were nearly numb, he groaned when the weights were lifted and dropped, stretching his nipples smartly. He felt someone sliding under his body, which he identified as a woman when her large tits scrapped his thigh. A mouth engulfed his hard-on to suck on his engorged cock. Cold KY was applied to his asshole, followed by another cockhead, which he judged to be significantly large. The initial pressure on his asshole caused him to stop sucking the cock in his mouth while the cock at his asshole pushed hard on his sphincter. Allen's sphincter resisted the cockhead for a few painful moments then parted to allow the cock to enter. He groaned at the initial pain, but soon murmured with delight as the pain transformed to pleasure. One of the nipple clamps were removed from his nipple to be replaced by an eager set of lips that tongued his nipple sending waves of pleasure through his body. Allen felt totally filled with a thick cock in his mouth, another longer cock impaling his ass and a mouth sucking and licking his cock and nipple. Completely aroused, Allen thought he would cum from all the pleasure he was receiving and he felt his cock nearing orgasm, but the cock ring prevented his release. He continued to pleasure the cock in his mouth as the man fucking his ass pleasured both he and Allen with his thrusts. The cock in his mouth began to throb and tremble and Allen prepared to receive the man's cum. The mans' balls were no longer slapping Allen's chin and he knew they had drawn up in preparation to unload their full cargo of hot cum. A grunting groan preceded a deep thrust into Allen's mouth and the cock exploded, blasting hot cum deep into Allen's throat. He couldn't swallow as the volley of cum was propelled down his throat before he realized that he had consumed it. The man pulled his cock back a bit to flood Allen's mouth with hot cum with his next volley. Swallowing fast, Allen took it down just in time before the next huge spurt covered his tongue. The man's cock softened quickly as some cum spurts dribbled from his cock. Allen cleaned the cock as best he could with the blindfold in place. A deep groan behind him signaled that the cock in his ass was ready. He felt the cock drive deep inside his ass and explode in a huge volume of hot cum that flooded his bowels. 'God, that felt good,' he thought as several more cum volleys followed it. The cock in his mouth fell away and the man slowly got out of the seat, just as the cock in his ass began to soften. "That's a good little slave boy," Inga said to him as the cock slipped out of his ass, followed by a heavy stream of cum which streamed from his asshole. Allen felt another mouth cover his cock while the woman who had been sucking it moved to sit in the seat in front of Allen's face. Again he heard the seat beneath it being drawn out and someone sit in it. The hairy legs that momentarily scrapped his cheek told Allen that a man had sat down in the second seat. He heard the woman moan with a painful sound as she scooted forward to cover Allen's mouth with her cunt. A hard erect clit pushed against Allen's nostril as he plunged his tongue deep into her pussy. He was surprised that there was no cock embedded within it. As he licked the woman's sweet pussy he realized that the man was fucking her in her ass. He heard her cry out for the man to play with her nipples as he fucked her ass while Allen pleasured her pussy. Allen's New Apartment Ch. 03 Allen could hear other sounds of people fucking and sucking one another while they watched him be ravished by their fellow guests. Using the residual cum still in his ass as a lubricant, Allen felt another cockhead push easily into his now opened asshole. He recognized it as belonging to Master Karl and he quickly squeezed it with his ass muscles to increase his Master's pleasure. Karl's cock was both thick and long as it pushed very deep inside Allen's ass. He could feel his Master's balls slapping against his own constrained and stretched balls as Karl fucked him. He knew that Karl would be fucking him for a long time before he filled his ass with a delightful offering of hot cum. Allen realized that his service was a catalyst for the others to fuck and suck one another as the party was elevated to a sex orgy by the guests with Inga's urging them all on. Inga climbed on Allen's back and rubbed her tits all over his shoulders, finally pressing her nipples, nipple rings and tiny bells into his back as she raised her ass high. Karl leaned forward to lick her asscheeks and draw his tongue down the cleft of her ass, pausing to lick her asshole. She moaned as Karl's tongue bathed her asshole and Allen recognized her voice. Inga reached around his ribs to grasp his nipple chains to tug on them as Karl tongue fucked her ass. "You're such a good slave boy," Inga sighed in his ear as she removed the nipple clamps to rub and tug on his nipples with her fingers. Allen moaned delightfully as his Mistress pleasured his nipples. He was sure that Inga's activity on his nipples coupled with the woman sucking his cock would override the effect of the cockring as he felt his orgasm rising. Just as he thought he would cum hard, the cock ring prevented his cumming again causing his bound balls to ache even more as the drying rawhide stretched them unmercifully. The woman, who's pussy Allen sucked, began to tremble and shiver. She grasped his head, driving his face into her sopping wet cunt as she shuddered and erupted in a shattering orgasm. She sighed in pleasure as Allen continued to suck her clit and pussy throughout her satisfying orgasm. Allen felt the woman being moved toward him, nearly suffocating him with her cunt as the man fucking her ass cried out and came hard. The woman gasped at the strength of his orgasm as her bowels filled with his warm thick cum. From his vantage point, Allen could feel the huge cock spasm again and again as it blasted its load of cum into the woman's ass. The volume was more than the woman could withhold within her ass and little rivulets of cum began to seep out around the cockshaft in her ass. The cock became flaccid and slipped out of her ass as she rotated her hips to bring her asshole to Allen's mouth. He dutifully licked and sucked the semen into his mouth swallowing all that he could, given he was tightly bound to the bench. Satisfied that she had been cleansed, the woman got up from the bench to allow her cum benefactor to present his cock to Allen to be cleaned. He opened his mouth to receive the flaccid cock and began to clean it with his tongue. Satisfied, the man withdrew his cock from Allen's mouth. Inga, still perched on his back, screamed into his ear as Karl's tongue brought her to orgasm several times as he fucked Allen's ass. She relaxed fully onto Allen's back with her arms and legs hanging on either side of Allen as she fought to regain her senses after her powerful orgasms. Karl's cock began to swell within Allen's ass and he knew that Karl was quickly racing toward cumming in his ass. No one could eject the sheer volume of cum like Karl. He had an unusual ability to deliver huge quantities of cum, especially when aroused in the throes of an orgy. Allen smiled, as he loved the feeling of his Master's cock erupting hot cum in his ass. He was not denied as Karl groaned and blasted volley after volley of hot cum deep into his ass. Quickly filling his ass to the brim, Allen could feel the semen squirting out in little streams around Karl's cock as his Master fell forward onto Inga, exhausted from his hard cum. Karl recovered from his massive cumming and removed his semi hard cock from Allen's ass. Again the semen oozed and dripped from his asshole. Karl stood up and helped his wife, Inga, from Allen's back. "We love you, Allen," Inga whispered and kissed his cheek, while Karl grumbled something that sounded like 'Good show'. The evening progressed in like fashion with several male guests fucking his ass and the women having their cunts sucked to orgasm. Many of the guests had a second helping of Allen's services as he was presented with several cocks to suck. Often the men would cum on his face or in his hair, but most delivered their ample cum inside his mouth. By now the rawhide cord had dried stretching his balls severely. The pain began to radiate throughout his crotch as he could feel his balls swelling as well. He groaned painfully, but was ignored, as the guests were totally involved in an orgy of fucking and sucking him and one another. Allen lost track of how many cunts or cocks he had sucked and how many had fucked his ass. His arms and legs ached from being bound to the same position for hours and he feared he might begin cramping to add to his woes. He knew by the sound of her voice that both the males and the females were ravishing Helga. She made a distinctive sound, each time she orgasmed, by which he could recognize her. Being a multiple, Allen knew that Helga must be close to exhaustion at this point in the orgy. After a while he could not hear her anymore. Unbeknownst to him, Inga had allowed her to go into the kitchen to recover her composure and strength from her multiple cums. After the last two males and females finished availing their selves of his services, orally and in his ass, Allen heard sounds of clothing rustling as though the guests were dressing. Chairs scraped along the hardwood floor as they were placed back at the tables, indicative of the 'party' having come to an end. He heard Helga offering drinks to the guests and he was sure that everyone was dressed and having a last cocktail or glass of wine before the 'party' was over. He felt hands lightly rubbing his balls and other's releasing his restraints. When his arms and legs were free, he stretched them out to prevent cramping, from being in a single position for so many hours. "Now lets release your swollen balls, slave boy," Inga said to him and he felt a great relief, as the rawhide cord was untied. His balls hurt even more after their release and Inga kneeled to soothe them with her tongue. Allen sighed in relief as his swollen testicles were bathed with her saliva. Two men helped lift and turn Allen over to lay him back down on the bench on his back. He welcomed the change in position, but wished that the Mueller's would release his cock ring. His wish was ignored as he was left lying on the bench with his cock pointed at the ceiling, rock hard and oozing pre-cum. Last, Inga removed his blindfold and stood back as he accustomed his eyes to the bright spotlight, which also hid the guests from his view. Helga appeared, dressed in a see through chiffon wisp that covered her magnificent body. She stood at his side, smiling at him as the guests drew their chairs nearer to the bench. Inga untied the single knot that held Helga's chiffon dress to her body. The guests gasped as they saw Helga's beauty standing naked before them. They had all seen her before, but this statuesque presence took their breaths away. She was perfect. Breasts, that were full, with no hint of sag. Skin smooth as satin, without blemish. A dark thick bush, with soft inviting curls. A distinctively sculpted body, beautiful as the statue of Aphrodite. A magnificent ass perched on flawlessly shapely legs and an exclusively formed pussy, with inch long unwrinkled cuntlips, moist with her dew. Allen's cock swelled even more. A hush fell over the guests and the Mueller's as this Nordic beauty straddled Allen's chest. She scooted up to let Allen inhale her scent while the soft curls of her bush covered his nose. Allen lay still, knowing that Helga would be in total control. Heavy breathing filled the air from the guests and all males had huge bulges in their pants just from watching this magnificent beauty. Helga lifted her pussy over Allen's mouth. Her moist pussy dripped its nectar through his open mouth onto his tongue. He let it gather and pool as more descended drop by drop to meld into the nectar in his mouth. Smiling at Allen, she pulled back to bend her mouth to his, kissing him deeply and probing for his tongue, sharing her nectar. She arose again over his mouth, her moist pussy wetter than before as she gently lowered it onto Allen's waiting mouth. She sighed as his tongue licked her pussylips, gathering more nectar as he licked the outsides of both her cuntlips. His tongue flicked across the edges of her closed pussylips several times, barely touching her clit. Helga twitched each time his tongue grazed her upright, swollen and engorged clit. She moaned in pleasure as Allen reached up to gently rub and tweak her bullet hard nipples, twitching each time he tugged at them. He parted her cuntlips with his tongue, plunging it deep inside her as she groaned her pleasure audibly. Helga reached behind her to find Allen's nipples to lightly rub them as he pleasured her pussy with his tongue. Allen could see her clit throbbing and begging for attention as his tongue licked the silky inner folds of her pussy. The guests were generally silent except for their heavy breathing. Many were masturbating or playing with another guest's cock or pussy as they watched, enraptured by the spectacle before them. Helga moaned continuously and her pussy clutched Allen's tongue as it bathed the inside of her cunt. Her juices flowed profusely, drenching Allen's face and mouth while he dutifully sucked her pussy, draining her emotionally. She trembled as he swathed his tongue upon her clit. Ravenously he curled his tongue into a sheath that surrounded her sensitive nub. Helga cried out as her clit danced upon his eager tongue, extracting her sexual essence from her clit. His tongue controlled her for several minutes as her sensitive clit was driven towards orgasm. Allen knew that Helga had resigned herself to his mastery of her clit. He sucked as though it were a nipple, easing up when she neared orgasm and renewing his lingual assault upon it when her urge diminished slightly. Helga's breathing was labored and she could not stand anymore of his tongue on her sex, but was powerless to impede his pillaging tongue. Helga closed her eyes and laid her head back as her orgasm thundered through out her body. Her screams of passion resonated throughout the room as she writhed and shuddered from one orgasm to another. Unable to control her body, she was powerless to stop Allen's tongue as it plundered her pussy into cumming again and again. The scene was so erotic that many of the guests had hard orgasms as they watched. Torrents of cunt nectar poured from her pussy into Allen's eager mouth, as her orgasms subsided and she faltered. Helga started to fall forward as Allen disengaged his tongue from her throbbing pussy. He caught her and eased her down his body to his waiting cock. She groaned and screamed, "Oh God, yes!" as his cock slipped into her tight pussy filling her. She involuntarily clutched his cock with her cunt muscles as she lay on his body. Allen thrust upward with his cock between the clutches of her pussy. Helga moaned aloud and continuously as she gathered strength to fuck him back. As she recovered from her momentous orgasm, she lifted her body upright and began to fuck him back, stroke for stroke. They fucked for what seemed to be hours, which in reality were only minutes, but all eyes were riveted on them as they fucked. Helga moaned softly as she fucked her fellow sex slave with her eyes closed again, as if she and Allen were the only humans on the planet. Helga screamed out again and came hard. She grinned as she continued to fuck him without letup, which soon led to another more powerful cum. Unceasingly she sustained her fucking rhythm, as another massive orgasm plundered her beautiful body. Still, she never wavered for an instant as she propelled her self from one orgasm to another. The guests looked on in amazement as most of them were witnessing their first true multiple orgiastic female. Helga bent to kiss Allen deeply, but never broke her fucking rhythm as she continued riding the magnificent never softening cock. Allen was nearly crazed in his desire to cum. His eyes begged for release, but were unseen by his fuck mate as she fucked him with her eyes closed again. Inga felt pangs of righteousness in her heart for her cock bound sex slave's plight. She arose from her chair and knelt between Allen's legs to undo the cockring. Allen flushed with excitement as he realized that Inga had freed his cock from its cockring prison. He delivered several strong thrusts up into Helga's cunt then screamed as he exploded in a massive orgasm. His seed blasted deep into Helga's pussy and she cried out when his hot cum flooded her insides. Allen's balls pumped out his thick rich frothy cum with each of Helga's down thrusts as she continued to fuck him throughout his orgasm. The white sticky cum sprayed out of Helga's cunt around his cock, coating his balls with his cum. Again and again his balls, bound for so many hours, convulsed and delivered huge wads of cum into Helga's willing pussy. She looked down at Allen, smiling as she felt his cum splatter against her inner pussy. Finally, Allen could cum no more and he collapsed, unable to move, his arms falling at his sides with his hands on the floor. Helga deftly clasped her fingers around her cuntlips, to keep any more of his cum from leaking out of her pussy, and eased her self off of his semi hard cock. Still holding her pussylips shut, she turned to a sixty-nine position and took Allen's cock into her mouth to cleanse it of cum. Her tongue bathing his cock brought Allen back to reality. He looked up to see Helga's wondrous pussy poised above his face. He reached up to grasp her by her lovely asscheeks and brought her cunt to his mouth. Helga sighed and released her fingers from her cunt allowing his cum to slowly flow out into his waiting mouth. Allen relished cleaning Helga's succulent cunt of their blended cum and set eagerly to his task. Helga finished cleaning his cock and turned her head to look at Allen as he busied himself cleaning her pussy, "Save some for me, lover," she said softly to him. Allen sucked out the last of their cum blend and held a mouthful for Helga. Sensing he had finished, Helga turned to lie on his body. They embraced and kissed deeply, exchanging the cum in their mouths with one another. The guests wiped their cum from their cocks and pussys to loudly applaud Helga's and Allen's performance. Shouts of 'Bravo' filled the room while Allen strained to see who the guests were, but to no avail, they were all in the shadows. Inga ordered them to remain on the bench while she and Karl saw the guests to the door. "You were wonderful, Allen," Helga whispered to him and kissed him again. "I'm so happy you decided to stay here and join me in service to our Master and his Mistress," she told him. Allen smiled as he said softly, "Helga, you are so beautiful…a flawless beauty, without a peer anywhere." Helga seemed to blush a bit and she kissed him again, thanking him. Inga returned and kneeled to embrace them both as they lay on the bench. Karl added his words of praise to both of his submissives and bid them goodnight, leaving the room. Inga helped them to get up from the bench, telling them that they could clean up the house in the morning. Allen and Helga slowly regained their strength and composure then stood up to go to bed. "You two may sleep together, if you like," Inga smiled at them. Helga kissed her Mistress on her cheek and walked to the stairs with Allen in tow. "Goodnight, sweet sex slaves," said Inga as she kissed them both then entered her room closing the door behind her. Allen and Helga held hands like a couple of teenagers as they happily climbed the stairs to his apartment. Below, Inga turned her TV to see Allen and Helga cuddling on his bed naked. "Karl, I'll bet you they fuck again before morning," Inga told him. Karl shook his head as Inga stripped naked to climb into bed with her husband. "I don't know about them, Inga, but you can bet your ass you will be fucked several times before morning!" Karl declared, pulling her to him and turning her on her back. Inga grinned, spread her legs and embraced her husband as he buried his huge cock deep into her pussy. The End Allen's New Apartment Ch. 04 This story is the property of the author. It is not to be changed in any way, nor published or shown at other web sites without the permission of the author. Allen entered the house from the side door and climbed the back stairs to his apartment. Quickly removing all of his clothes he entered the small shower room in his bathroom and shaved his entire body until only the hair on his head remained. He showered, dried himself, applied deodorant and aftershave then put on his leather collar. Looking at himself in the full length mirror he decided that he was ready to face another evening of enslavement to Inga, Karl and Helga. Just thinking about his life as their slave gave his cock a semi hardon. He descended the back stairs and walked into the kitchen where his Mistress, Inga, was in the midst of baking. He greeted her then dropped to his knees, lifted her skirt and kissed her damp pussy in homage to his Mistress. Inga patted his head and pointed to the corner. Allen crawled to the corner to kneel until either Inga or his Master, Karl, called upon him to do their bidding. Inga grinned at him as she expertly mixed a batter in the large bowl she held. "Do you know what day this is, slave boy?" she asked him. Allen tried to recall if this was a test of some obscure task that his owners had told him about, but could not. He reasoned that it might just be a ruse, frequently used by Inga or Karl, to trick him to be unable to recall. Then they used his failure to recall as an excuse to discipline him. They frequently used the same ruse on Helga too. Sighing in despair that he could not recall, he shook his head 'no'. "Why Allen, how could you forget? It's your birthday, dear slave boy." Inga declared. Allen smiled as he recalled that it was indeed his birthday. He wondered what his owners had in store for him as a celebration. Inga grinned as she worked on the batter. "I'm baking you a cake and we are having a few close friends to join in the spanking of the birthday boy," she told him. "After all, one only has one thirtieth birthday in their life. Today is your day. Now go help Master Karl get everything ready." Allen crawled out of the kitchen and into the dining room where Karl had just placed a leaf in the dining room table. He immediately set to work and placed the chairs around the table. Just then, Helga entered the room naked, as she carried the table linen, hiding her magnificent breasts. Allen looked at her and his cock began to stiffen in arousal. Master Karl quickly admonished him for getting a semi hardon while there was work to be done. Helga giggled and wiggled her ass at Allen, when Master Karl looked the other way. The three of them set the table then Helga was left to finish the details while Karl took Allen to the basement. He pointed to a low table, three feet wide sitting on what appeared to be rails. Karl lifted one end and motioned for Allen to lift the other end. Together they carried it up the basement steps and into the dining room, positioning it against the wall. Allen opened his mouth to ask what it was for, but thought the better of questioning his Master. If Karl had wanted him to know, he would have told him. The aroma of the cake baking in the oven wafted throughout the house. Helga placed party hats at each plate setting and ended by putting a cone shaped party hat on Allen, complete with the rubber band under his chin. She was unusually giggly today, Allen thought. He was positive that she knew what was in store for him at the party. Inga left them alone while she checked the cake in the oven and Allen found his chance to ask Helga. "What's going to happen tonight, Helga?" he asked. Helga giggled again and covered her mouth to hide her grin. "We are having a birthday party for you, silly." Helga's tone of voice told Allen that she would not tell him anything. Once again he sighed and decided to forget asking, knowing that no one would tell him. While Inga was in the kitchen, Helga reached to clasp Allen's cock in her hand to fondle him. She knew he would get a nearly instant hardon and he didn't disappoint her. Just as Helga released her hand from fondling his hard cock, Inga returned from the kitchen. Seeing his hardon, she frowned and swatted it severely. It hurt, but Allen managed to remain silent. Helga giggled again and Inga playfully pinched her nipple gently. "I want your attention now, both of you." Inga began. "Master Karl and I will have dinner with our guests and both of you will serve us. Following dinner, we shall have Allen's birthday party." The naked submissives nodded, left the dining room and waited for the guests to arrive. Soon, they heard the doorbell and Allen answered the door. He opened the door and saw the redheaded woman from the previous dinner party that the Mueller's gave. Next to her stood the man who had brought the redheaded woman to the dinner. Allen assumed that he was her husband or boyfriend as he helped them to remove their coats. The woman was dressed in a very revealing cocktail dress that well displayed her ample cleavage. The man wore a suit and tie. Allen knew that the woman's name was Kathleen and he learned the man's name when the woman called him Patrick. Kathleen grasped Allen's cock as he held their coats and drew his foreskin back to reveal his pinkish purple cockhead. She squeezed his cock and smiled at him as they were greeted by Inga who wore a see through chain mail bustier. By now, Allen had a full hardon and he wondered if Inga would swat it again, but she overlooked it. Another couple drove into the driveway and began to walk towards the door. He held the front door open for them and waited for them to enter. The woman was a brunette that Allen had never seen before. She was tall in her shiny thigh high boots with five inch heels. He took her coat to reveal that she wore a shiny red leather bustier with openings for her breasts. They seemed perfect for her shapely body and were topped with hard erect nipples. Inga greeted her and called her, Ellen. The man introduced himself to Inga as William and he removed his hat, looked at Allen and hung it on his convenient hardon. The guests laughed at Allen's expense and made their way to the dining room. Karl was waiting for the guests, dressed only in a leather codpiece and sandals. Helga stood naked holding a tray of filled wine glasses and mixed cocktails. The women each accepted a glass of Merlot and the men selected the whiskey cocktails. Patrick stood chatting with Karl while his finger probed Helga's shaved pussy. He withdrew his finger and tasted it, smiling at Helga. Once again he probed her pussy then stirred his drink with his finger coated with Helga's nectar. William admired Helga's lovely ass and palmed her asscheek in his hand as he sipped his drink. Ellen and Kathleen chatted amiably with Inga. She motioned to Allen to join them and he quickly attended to his Mistress. He kneeled next to her, lifted her chain mail skirt and kissed her pussy once then leaned back on his haunches. Ellen dipped her nipple in her wine glass and beckoned to Allen to lick it 'dry'. He swiftly arose to engulf her hard nipple in his mouth and licked it 'dry' only to have her dip her other nipple in the wine. He graciously licked that nipple 'dry' too as Ellen sighed with arousal. Not to be outdone, Kathleen grabbed Allen's cock and pulled him behind her, ordered him to kneel then told him to lick and suck her ass. Again, Allen swiftly complied and he ducked under her skirt to see her shapely asscheeks waiting for him. He parted them and lightly kissed her tight little rosebud several times, then hardened his tongue and placed the stiff tip against her asshole. She moaned as his wet tongue glided over her asshole several times, until she stepped away from him. Allen caught a whiff of her incredible scent that he recalled from the previous dinner party. Kathleen turned to stroke Allen's hair to let him know she was pleased. He turned to see Helga helping Patrick and William to remove their clothes until they stood wearing only a codpiece similar to Master Karl's. The two men remained barefoot until Helga was sent to fetch them each a pair of sandals. Both men had Helga pull their codpiece aside to kiss and lick their cocks while they bantered with Karl. She finished her task with precum on her lips which she licked off and thanked both of them. Helga returned their codpieces to cover their cocks and balls just as Inga announced that dinner was ready. The guests took their seats, while Karl and Inga sat at opposite ends of the table. Helga served each of the seated diners with a hefty cut of rare roast beef filet, baked potato and a small green salad. Again the diners molested her at every opportunity while she served them. Inga had each of the ladies cut a small portion of roast, dip it in their pussys and feed it to Helga and Allen. Both slaves eagerly accepted their tasty morsels of roast and thanked the donors for their kindness. Inga whispered in Allen's ear; he nodded and crawled under the table. He began with William as he pulled his codpiece aside and began to kiss and lick his cock until it stood proud and erect. Allen drew William's foreskin down and rubbed the purplish cockhead against his face as he lifted Williams' balls to his mouth to lick them. He heard William moan as he released his balls and covered his cockhead with his mouth to suck it. Sealing his lips around the large cockshaft, Allen bobbed his head up and down while his tongue swirled over Williams' cock. The man groaned aloud and sent huge volleys of thick pearly white cum deep into Allen's throat. Allen continued to suck Williams' cock until the sensations were too intense for the man and he pushed Allen away. Swallowing his birthday gift from William, Allen moved on to Kathleen and assaulted her pussy and clitoris with his tongue. Kathleen's arousal stimulated her fiercely and in a few moments she reached to grab Allen's head and cried out "Suck it!" several times. Allen happily accommodated her until he was rewarded with a mouth full of nectar from this redheaded beauty. Kathleen slumped in her chair as she recovered. Next, Allen moved across the table to Patrick. His cock was thicker than Williams', but circumcised. Allen slathered his tongue all over the large cockhead, concentrating on the sensitive spot in front of the cock just below the cleft in the cockhead. He misjudged Patrick's arousal before he was ready and Patrick grunted then spurted huge wads of thick gooey cum onto Allen's face. Quickly covering the spurting cock with his mouth, Allen managed to capture a portion of Patrick's cum in his mouth. Patrick too, pushed Allen away as his cock was too sensitive to accept any more stimulation from the expert tongue. Allen next moved in front of Ellen and gently spread her thighs wide apart. He accidentally brushed his face, where Patrick had spurted several wads of his cum, against her inner thigh. Ellen instantly realized that it was cum and reached under the table to scoop up Patrick's cum on her finger. She wiped the cum on her pussy then gathered more cum from Allen's face as she placed it on her and clitoris too. Ellen moaned passionately as Allen's tongue pleased her pussy and clit while it cleaned it of cum too. Ellen came hard and spewed her juices all over Allen's face, mouth and tongue. She held his face to her pussy for several minutes as she 'suffered' through another hard cum then she sighed as she slumped in her chair. When Allen moved in front of Karl, he was told that he would service his Master and Mistress later. The slave boy retreated from underneath the table to kneel at his Mistress's side. Inga patted him lovingly on his head and softly told him she was proud of him and that he had serviced the guests well. Allen smiled and felt warm and fuzzy from Inga's praise. Mistress Inga nodded to Helga as she fastened a leash to Allen's collar and guided him to a busing tray. He lifted the tray and followed Helga around the dining table to gather the used plates and silverware placing them in the tray. Helga told him to take the tray in the kitchen to place the silver and dinner wear into the dishwasher, then return. He obeyed his instructions and when he returned the dining table had been cleared and Helga was lying on it. Inga told him to lie next to Helga and he complied immediately. Karl placed linen napkins over their faces to blindfold them. Allen and Helga lay naked on the table and wondered what was next in store for them. Master Karl puzzled them further when he spread apart both of the slaves' legs. Allen's body shuddered when he felt a thick wet freezing substance placed on his balls. More of the substance was added until his balls and cock were completely covered. Goose bumps quickly sprouted all over his body from the instant frozen chill he felt. Meanwhile, Helga felt a sticky crumbly substance being placed against her smooth pussy and her inner thighs. Both slaves wondered what the substances were and what was to happen next. Inga lifted their blindfolds Allen saw that his cock and balls had been completely covered in Neapolitan ice cream. Looking over at Helga, he saw that her crotch was fully covered with deep layers of chocolate and white cake and icing. They had, in effect, been transformed into containers for the birthday cake and ice cream. They watched intently as their owners and guests began to eat the cake and ice cream with their dessert forks. Every so often their genitals were pricked with the prongs of the dessert forks, either accidentally or deliberately. The submissives endured this unique torture which they knew was devised by their Master and Mistress. Allen's scrotum and his cock suffered multiple pricks from the forks and though the skin had not been broken it was tormented and chaffed. Helga too groaned with each prick to her delicate pussy and clit from the dinner forks. Their Dominates and the guests moved often from one slave's offering of cake, to the others offering of ice cream and both submissives genitals ached from the numerous pricks they received. Helga's sensitive clitoris and her inner cuntlips, though not punctured by the forks, were sore and ached from the multiple pricks. Soon a stream of tears rolled down her cheeks, but she stoically declined to cry audibly. Allen's cock suffered the same fate, especially the head of his cock and its sensitive flesh. Inga, Ellen and Kathleen joyfully took turns licking the remaining remnants of icing and melted ice cream from the submissives genitals. The men, joined in too, sharing the bounty that remained of the cunt and cock coated with dessert. Kathleen concentrated on Allen's cock and had it standing erect, stiff and pointed at the ceiling as she sucked it deep into her throat. Taking a cue from the women the men joined in and soon they established a contest to see who would be the winner in making either Allen or Helga cum first. They agreed to allow each of them a fifteen second interval of sucking the cock or cunt of the subs until they both climaxed in orgasm. The group redoubled their efforts as they feasted on Helga's pussy and Allen's cock relentlessly in their allotted time interval. Both of the submissives knew that they were expected to resist cumming. Each resolved to out do the Dominants and one another. Allen felt the initial stirrings of his orgasm deep in his crotch and his balls began to draw up tight against his body. He fought against cumming with every fiber of his body, but he knew that he would soon succumb to the unrelenting tongues and mouths that engulfed his cock. Helga too, felt her orgasm rising deep inside her sopping wet pussy and she resisted as much as she could. But inevitably, she knew that the Dominants would triumph soon. Although Karl and Inga expertly knew how to swiftly make Allen and Helga cum; they did not use that knowledge to allow their guests to be the victors. Helga was moaning with pleasure as the multiple tongues consumed her and her will to resist. Allen's cock continuously oozed his thick clear precum. Soon his precum was laced with stripes of semen and the Dominates recognized the signs of Allen's impending surrender. Kathleen concentrated her fifteen seconds on the sensitive spot in the front of Allen's cock just below the cleft in his cockhead. Just as her fifteen seconds was about to expire, Allen grimaced, cried out and erupted huge wads of his thick white cum deep into her throat. Kathleen swallowed the first spurt of his orgasm then moved out of the way so the others could witness Allen cumming. His seed shot out nearly four feet into the air to splatter on his chest with some striking his chin. "Yessssssssssss!" Kathleen exclaimed, throwing her arms up to signify her triumph. The other Dominants applauded Kathleen's triumph as she smiled and bowed in victory. Williams' mouth descended on Helga's pussy, just as Karl surrendered her to his guest. His tongue plunged deep inside her and she groaned with passion and delight. He withdrew to rapidly, but gently, flick his tongue over her engorged clit multiple times. Helga writhed in ecstasy as her little sex button was expertly massaged by Williams' unyielding tongue. She knew she could not resist any longer and she screamed aloud and she arched her back to explode in orgasm. William continued to lightly lick her sensitive clitoris, which caused Helga to keep her back arched, as she spasmed and came with nearly each light touch of his tongue to her clit. Finally, Helga could cum no more and she fell limp on the table and gasped while she tried to breathe. William waited a moment, to assure that she had stopped cumming, then raised his face from Helga's spent pussy and smiled. His face glistened with her juices as he quietly relished his second place finish. The 'losers' congratulated the winners of this spur of the moment contest. They all waited while Helga and Allen recovered from their intense orgasms. Helga got off the table first to stand next to Karl as Inga arose to speak. "Now, my dear friends, it is time to blow out the birthday cake candles," she announced. Karl and Helga helped a drained Allen from the table and guided him to the low table against the dining room wall. They positioned Allen on the table on his back and he was happy that he could resume lying down after his recent ordeal. Karl placed Allen's wrists in leather restraints at the head of the table and secured them. Next, he spread his legs wide apart and securely placed his slaves' ankles in similar restraints. The bottom edge of the table was raised on hidden hinges to become small platform to support his feet and body. The top of the table that held Allen was raised up to a steep angle which effectively helped him stand spread eagled on the table. Allen's heart began to beat faster as he was totally baffled as what was in store for him next. The guests brought their chairs with them to form a semi circle in front of Allen, inclined on the nearly upright table. Karl, Helga and the guests sat down to watch the show which would surely follow. Inga remained standing next to the table that held the birthday boy. She removed her chain mail dress to stand naked in front of her guests. Her spectacular breasts swayed invitingly as she moved causing the men's cocks to rise and the women's pussys to become moist. She held a box in her hand as she kneeled in front of Allen and reached out to fondle his spent cock. Allen's cock responded as it stirred and began to slowly rise. "It's time for the birthday cake for Allen's thirtieth birthday," she began to the applause of the onlookers. "It would be foolish to decorate the cake with thirty candles," she explained. Allen's New Apartment Ch. 04 "Therefore we shall only use three candles; each to represent a decade of his life. But first, I want him to fully enjoy his party and birthday cake by displaying his marvelous hardon in honor of this celebration." That said, Inga bent over and took Allen's semi hard cock deep into her mouth. Her nose grazed Allen's smoothly shaved pubic area while her tongue expertly worked on his hardening cock. Inga, having frequently fellated Allen, expertly brought him to a magnificent hardon in quick fashion and was applauded by her guests. She withdrew her mouth from his seven thick inches of rock hard cock and drew his ample foreskin down to fully expose his purplish cockhead. Reaching into the box, she withdrew an adjustable cockring and quickly placed it over and around the base of his cock. She tightened it very tight and announced that now Allen was neither able to cum, nor lose his hardon, until she released him from his cockring. The small eager audience applauded again as they anxiously awaited to learn what Inga had in store for them. Inga didn't keep them waiting as she immediately began to lick and suck Allen's nipples. Soon, his nipples began to rise up into hard pointy cones and protrude from his chest. Inga reached into her small box again and withdrew two one inch long, one quarter inch in diameter, coiled metal spiral springs. She screwed the coiled spiral springs over Allen's hard nipples until the springs stood upright and pointed towards the ceiling. Her guests were totally befuddled. Inga grinned at her guests as she withdrew two ten inch birthday candles from her box, each one quarter inch thick. She screwed the candles into the coiled spiral springs to transform them to birthday candle holders. The guests began to applaud, but Inga held up her hand to stop them. Reaching into box again, she withdrew a twelve inch long, one quarter inch thick birthday candle. She drew the twelve inch candle through her pussy to wet it with her juices. Inga grasped Allen's hardon and squeezed his cockhead with her fingers and his cockhole opened. Using her cunt juices as a lubricant, she inserted the candle into his cockhole and slowly pushed it down his urethra until it reached the entrance to his bladder. She stopped just before entering his bladder and stepped back to reveal five inches of candle protruding from his cock and pointed at the ceiling. Inga produced a grill lighter from the small box and lighted the wicks of all three candles to the applause and cheers of her guests. Allen was stunned as he saw the candles burning and the wax beginning to melt. Inga began singing 'Happy Birthday' and all the others joined in to sing along as Inga led them through several choruses of the birthday song. Allen jerked when the first drop of molten hot wax dripped onto the base of his nipple, sizzling as it struck his sweaty chest. He cried out when a drop of the hot molten wax rolled down the candle in his cock, but it stopped short of falling on his cockhead. The audience eagerly watched as the hot wax would drip onto Allen's nipple flesh and begin to harden. Again Allen cried out with pain as the hot wax now dripped on his tender cockhead, sizzling as it struck some of his precum. The torment continued as the spectators watched, fascinated with Inga's ingenuity. Allen tried to blow the candles out, but Inga severely admonished him, she threatened to put a ball gag in his mouth and with unspecified severe punishment if he tried it again. Allen groaned with pain as the hot wax began to totally cover both of his nipples until they disappeared from view. The same thing happened to his cockhead as the hot wax completely coated his cockhead with the molten 'gift'. He moaned as Inga drew his foreskin up over the hot wax that coated his cockhead and now his foreskin suffered the same 'pleasures' that covered his cockhead. Soon the melted hot wax ran down the candle holders on his nipples and the metal spiral springs began to heat up. Allen could feel the slight burning sensations growing hotter. The flame on the candle in his cock burned near his cockhead causing Allen great anxiety. Inga relieved him by pulling out another two inches of candle from his urethra. Allen squirmed and squealed as his nipples and cock became hotter and hotter as his 'birthday candles' burned closer to his nipple and cock flesh. He cried out 'Please, Mistress, please' several times, but Inga ignored his pleas. To amuse themselves at Allen's expense, the spectators repeated singing the 'birth day' song each time the flame neared his cockhead, now covered completely with hot wax, including his foreskin. Allen looked at the guest spectators while he was tormented by the hot wax burning him. They were reveling, singing and wearing the crazy cone shaped party hats. The candle in his cock became warmed by the flame and Allen's body temperature. Inga slightly bent the candle to drip hot wax on his lower cockshaft and his balls. He groaned as the hot wax splattered on his smoothly shaven balls. Soon the front of his balls and cockshaft suffered the same torment as his nipples and cockhead, as they too were coated with the hot wax. Allen was sweating profusely from the heat and fear that his genitals would suffer irreparable harm from the burning hot wax that covered them. As the end of the candle burned to within a half inch of his cockhead, Inga blew out all three flames, to Allen's grateful relief. Suddenly Allen realized that Inga was going to remove the wax that coated his nipples, cockhead and balls. He dreaded the thought that perhaps his skin might crack or be pulled from his nipples and genitals. Inga surmised what he was thinking and decided to let him continue to wonder what would happen to him. She knew that ripping the now hardened wax from his nipples, cock and balls would indeed hurt, but his skin would be spared. The spectators gathered around him closer as Inga grasped the two metal springs on his nipples with her fingers. Just as Allen closed his eyes to gather his courage, she ripped the springs and wax from his nipples. Allen screamed at the sudden pain at his nipples then it was over. It was like pulling adhesive tape from his skin. It hurt, but in a flash it was over. He steeled himself for the removal of the hardened wax from his balls and did not even want to think about how removing the wax from his cockhead might feel. Inga looked into Allen's eyes as she rolled back enough hard wax from his balls to provide a handhold. Allen's eyes were glued to Inga's and they begged for her not to hurt him. She smiled and ripped the wax from his balls accompanied by a forceful scream from her birthday slave boy. Tears welled up in his eyes and rolled down his cheeks. Inga leaned in to lick the salty sweet tears from his cheeks then smiled at her slave. She started to work the wax on his cockhead and prepared to remove it. Allen realized that there would be two events to prepare for; removal of the wax from his foreskin, followed by another torment when Inga removed the hardened wax from his cockhead. He steeled himself as Inga grasped the hard wax that coated his foreskin. She forcefully tore the wax from his foreskin in a single swift movement. His foreskin was pulled and stretched horridly as his screams confirmed the pain in his cock. Inga examined his foreskin and though the removal had been extremely painful, the foreskin was intact with no tears or bleeding. Now all that remained was the removal of the thick coat of hardened wax that covered his sensitive cockhead. She bent the wax out from under his rim and prepared a place to hold her fingers to the wax. Allen closed his eyes tightly as he feared the worse. He gritted his teeth and Inga ripped the wax away from his sore cockhead in a single surge of hardened wax up and away. His cockhead was intact, although it had a deep red shade and very sore to the touch. Allen felt his cockhead burning, but he had survived. The guests cheered and applauded his courage and resolve as they privately wondered if they would have been able to withstand the rigors and pain as well as Allen had done. Even Master Karl, Inga and Helga applauded him. Following the wax removal ordeal, Inga whispered to Karl to prepare Allen for the finale to his birthday party. Karl gathered the other man to assist him to prepare for the final event to the evenings activities. Allen remained still as Karl, William and Patrick moved him from the table to bend him over a hassock with his bare ass easily accessible. Karl fastened his restraints to the short legs of the hassock as Inga addressed her guests. "Now, we shall have the traditional spanking of the birthday boy," she announced. "Each of us, including Helga, will give the birthday boy three spanks with their open hand; one spank for each decade of his life. Helga will begin, followed by each of our guests then it will be my turn and finally, Karl will administer his three spanks, for a total of twenty one strokes. William, Patrick and Karl will each provide our birthday boy with three additional spanks each to conclude the birthday spanks with a total of thirty." She paused, smiled then told Helga to begin. Helga stepped to Allen's side and drew her hand back and delivered a stinging spank to Allen's asscheeks. She delivered two more hard stinging spanks then stepped aside to yield to the next spanker. Allen was surprised at how hard Helga had delivered the stinging spanks. His ass was hot and he feared that the skin of his ass would be seared by the time the final spanks were delivered. Each of the guests stepped up to take their turn at providing Allen with their share of the birthday spanks. Both the men and the women delivered hard painful blows to Allen's totally reddened ass. Tears welled up in his eyes as the three men lined up to deliver their final three spanks each. Allen was sobbing openly when William and Patrick finished. He knew that the final three would be fearsome strokes from his Master Karl. True to his position as Master of the assembled group, Karl's final three spanks were horridly painful and Allen screamed while his asscheeks blistered from Karl's' hand. Inga experienced a Motherly heartfelt pang as Allen wept openly from the pain on his asscheeks. Her poor little slave boy's bottom hurt so much from his ordeal. She gathered the other three women to form two groups and assigned each group to soothe Allen's sore, burning and seared asscheeks with their tongues. Kathleen and Ellen kneeled behind Allen first and each soothed an aching and sore asscheek as they licked his pummeled ass flesh. After several minutes, Inga and Helga replaced them and they continued to soothe Allen's asscheeks until his sobbing subsided to soft whimpers. Inga moved in front of Allen to kneel down to kiss his cheek tenderly as she whispered in his ear. "Mistress loves her wonderful slave boy and is so proud of his endurance," she whispered softly. Allen nodded, managed a quick smile and kissed Inga's cheek whispering that he loved her too. The End