"Games" (Sequel to “The Pictures”)
Friday evening around 5:30, I was sitting on the balcony half dozing in the lawn chair. It was the day after the photo shoot of my cock spitting cum with the wonderfully artistic Kate, our next door neighbor, taking the shots.
I enjoyed watching the activity in our apartment complex, the courtyard a social gathering place. It was nicely landscaped, with bushes and trees, cement walkways, benches in sunken cement circles for people to sit and talk or read. At this time on evening, people were just getting home from work and getting dinner ready, so few people were about.
I heard our door open; Jenn was home from work. I got up, my ribs, after the one week anniversary of the beating I took in jail, still hurt badly, the pain spiking at times making me tense. I spied Jenn march right to the middle of the living room and study the artwork hung above the couch. I greeted the love of my life and kissed her longingly on the mouth. She resumed her study of the picture. “I love coming home to look at your ass,” Jenn said, grinning.
“I get to look at yours all day long, any time I want, and I want to a lot,” I said, a tinge of unhappiness in my tone.
“What’s the matter, baby,” she cooed, kissing me again.
“Just that it’ll be good to get back to work, is all. Getting a little bored.”
“You’ll be fine in a couple more weeks. Once we sue those bastards, we’ll go on a nice vacation, maybe in the Caribbean.”
“Jenn, it’ll be years before we see any money, and honestly, I’m not sure I want to sue. I don’t feel right suing people.”
“It’s up to you, sweetheart.” There was a knock on the door. Jenn answered it. It was Kate, and her roommate, Molly, our neighbors next door. She came in beaming with excitement.
“What’s up?” Jenn asked.
“Everyone grab a drink. We need to toast something wonderful,” she said breathlessly.
“I’ll get the beers,” I offered. Molly and Kate said they’d prefer wine if we had it.
Standing in the kitchen, Kate said, “I heard from the editor of the erotic photo book I told you about.” She paused, looking dour.
Jenn and I looked at each other. “And?” Jenn asked.
Kate broke out into a big smile. “They loved the pics I submitted! A toast: To nudity on film.” We all stood and clinked our glass together.
I asked, “So what pics did you send in?”
She nodded to the butt pic over the couch, displaying the life size derrieres of Jenn, Jill, and myself. “That one of course, and the full frontal of you three, the one hanging in your bedroom, one pic of Ted’s erect cock, of him ejaculating, and the aftermath, you know, the shrinkage with cum dripping off the tip in a long strand. They’re actually going to publish them in the photo book/album.”
I felt a “but” coming. “And?” I asked.
“And, they want some follow up pics. If you two are up for it.” Kate looked nervously hopeful.
“Jill’s not here,” Jenn said.
“No, no, just the two of you.”
“Doing what?” I asked.
“Well, the page layout - actually two pages, maybe three, depending on the size of the photos, - the first page will show the butt pic and the groin pic. The next page at the top will be a pick of Ted’s erection. At the bottom will be his ejaculation pic and aftermath, the drooping penis leaking cum. But in the middle, they want some pics of you two making love, having sex.”
“Wow,” Jenn said uncertain.
“They want to depict the act of making love, from nudity stills, your erection, you two having passionate sex, and the ejaculation or climax of the love scene, and the aftermath.”
“Sounds reasonable,” I said, shrugging.
“So you’ll do it?” Kate said excitedly.
”Sure. In for a penny, in for a pound. When?” I said, looking at Jenn.
“Now would be good,” Kate said, “before they change their minds and go in a different direction. I don’t mind telling you, this will make my year, financially.”
Jenn said, “You have an idea what pics you want to submit?”
Kate said excitedly, “Yeah. For sure a pic of your faces close together in union, capturing your expressions at different times during the sex act. There can be no doubt about what those expressions mean, that of you two having great sex. I’ll take some of Ted’s cock penetrating you, and send that in too. Hell, I might just send all the pics in, let them choose. The editor was kind of vague, relying on me to decide. And I will, with your blessing. So, how about it?”
Jenn said, “Well, I was planning on having a fuck session with Ted tonight anyway, so why not?” We all stood and toasted a successful photo shoot.
We tromped across the landing and into Kate’s studio. I was carrying a bag, a purchase I’d made earlier on the day. Kate had a thin mattress on the floor, with the black velvet cloth hanging on the wall as a backdrop. I pulled the special pillow from the bag. Jenn knew right away what it was. Kate was clueless. “It positions Jenn’s vagina in just the right position so my penis rubs her G spot. I think it would be hot if I can get Jenn off, and capture her expression, and mine, at that moment.”
“Sounds like a plan to me,” Kate said. “Okay, lovers, let’s get naked.” We stripped as Kate fiddled with the camera settings and the lighting and Molly stood by watching intently. Naked, Jenn lay down on the inclined pillow, her hips raised slightly. I knelt before her and started the foreplay by kissing her pubis and inner thighs. She played with her tits, squeezing, pinching, and rubbing.
Kate said, “Take your time. There’s no rush whatsoever.”
Jenn spread her legs and I sunk my face into her fantastic sex. I licker her all over, and then with my fingers, spread her pussy lips apart. I found her clit right away and licked at it for long minutes, and then sucked on it. I could hear the camera clicking every so often, though I’m sure she didn’t want to send in these.
“God, you do me so good. It feels soooo good, fuck, make me come. Please, make me come, there, do that, ohhhh, god, damn it, fuck.” She moaned as she babbled, working herself to a climax. She bucked her hips harder, and I wrapped my arms under her legs and place my hands on her hips to control her bucking. “Oh, I’m coming, aaaaahhhhh,” she wailed. She released some cunt juice; she was ready for fucking. I got on my knees, ignoring the two women watching us. I was semi erect, and jacked myself erect.
I entered her to a flurry of clicking from the camera. Jenn moaned. I leaned over and French kissed her, exploring her mouth with my tongue. We broke the embrace, and I rose up on my elbows. It was a hard, thin mattress, and Jenn wouldn’t be able to move if I lay fully on top of her. I fucked her for a few minutes, and then I got to my knees.
“Okay, hold it for a sec. Molly, get the makeup. Ted’s bruises are too intense.” Molly did as directed, and kneeled by me, my cock still fucking Jenn. “Those bruises, on his left hip, and down lower on his leg, and on his back, left side only. That’s it.” It took Molly less than a minute to accomplish her task.
I fucked my fiancé from the kneeling position, the perfect position to make her come. Kate came over with a hand held camera, and took some close ups of my cock entering Jenn’s pussy. “Okay, Ted, when she’s ready to come, lean over her so I can get your expressions.”
It didn’t take long. Jenn had a thing for people watching her have sex. She babbled and moaned erotic things. “Fuck me good, do me, make me come. You’re cock feels so fucking good, oh, god, I love fucking you. Harder, fuck me, ohhhh, that’s it, there, I’m coming, ohhhhh.”
I leaned forward, Jenn’s back was arched, her tits sticking out, inviting me to suck them. She spread her arms out in a spread eagle manner, surrendering her body to me. Her mouth was open, eyes closed, her neck arched so her Adams apple stuck out from her throat. I was looking at her, and then I arched my neck back, my mouth slightly open as if in concentrating on coming. I heard the camera clicking away on automatic. “Oh god, aaaaeeeeiiiii,” she screamed in her orgasm. I felt her spasm on my cock.
I continued fucking her. She lolled her head back and forth, oblivious to her surroundings. “Come in me. Spurt your seed deep in my pussy. Fuck, you last forever. Oh, oh, oh, I’m coming again, shit, ooohhhhhh,” and she spasmed again after only one minute.
“I feel my come rising.” I again arched my neck and back, closed my eyes, mouth open.
Kate said, “Jenn, look into his face as he comes.”
“Now, it’s rising, I can feel it. I’m gonna come. Now, Ungh, ungh, ungh.” I spurt my semen into her tight pussy, and it was wonderful, the best feeling in the world. I collapsed on her body, spent. She hugged me, and we kissed passionately. Kate and Molly let us relax and cuddle after the sex act and kept silent. “Love you sweetheart. You’re a great fuck, you know that?”
Jenn giggled. “You’re not so bad either,” she said kissing me again. We exchanged tongues for a minute or so, and then I got up. I withdrew my cock and I heard the camera clicking away.
“Jenn,” Kate said, “Can you hold that position for a few minutes? Good.” I watched Kate take some shots of her wide open and engorged pussy, then from a shallow angle with the floor. “Perfect. Okay, I got what I needed. Let’s have a look at them.” I stood, my cock flagging, and got dressed. Jenn took her clothes and went to use the bathroom, to rid her vagina of my semen. She came back dressed in time to look at the pics.
They were awesome pics, especially of our faces inches apart, caught in the act of achieving our orgasms. The ones of my cock penetrating Jenn’s pussy I wasn’t so crazy about, but Jenn liked them. Then we inspected Jenn’s sex, after I had withdrawn. The ones with the slight angle just captured some of Jenn’s pussy at the clitoris and up. The other one was of Jenn obscenely exposed. I was pretty sure that one wouldn’t make the cut, but I’m no photographer. It all depended on what the editor wanted to accomplish.
Jenn said, “I want 8x10’s of these different shots. You pick which ones you like, and I’ll settle for those.”
“Hanging them in the bedroom?” I asked.
“Definitely our face shots. Not sure about the others,” Jenn said. “Maybe they are too … pornographic for most people. But I might just make an album of us.”
“That would be hot,” I said.
‘Hey,” Kate said, “let’s toast the success of the pictures. Stay for dinner. Mollie’s got a roast on; there’s plenty of food. I’m gonna email these pics in right away.”
“Sounds good to me,” I said. “Thank you.” We went to the kitchen table and and sat down. Molly served us beers, and wine for them, and then fussed in the kitchen. With the alcohol loosening our tongues, I asked Kate, when she rejoined us, “You up for a personal question?”
Kate smiled knowingly. “Sure.” She shook her hair back and swiped at an errant strand, and leaned forward. “You want to know the nature of the relationship between Molly and me.”
“I mean,” I said, “you and Mollie know the nature of the relationship between Jenn and me. Seems only fair.”
Kate grinned. “I not only know the relationship you two have, I’ve seen it in action. Live. Naked flesh. In heat. Got the proof, too.” Kate turned to Molly. “So, how about it, Maul, do you care?”
Mollie came over and stood by Kate, putting her arm around her shoulders. “We’re roommates, with benefits, or you can call us lustful lesbians, if that term turns you on more. But we’ve been known to suck cock and make sex the way nature designed us to. When the right man steps into our lives, that is.” She looked at me and licked her lips. It was the most I’d heard Molly say since I met her. Jenn cleared her throat, the universal signal that she was ready to move on.
“I’m sorry. Though I meant to pry, I have no issues with gays or lesbians.” Molly placed two more beers on the table, and poured more wine.
“Either of you ever have gay sex?” Kate asked.
I looked to Jenn to answer that one. She said, “Actually, yes. Jill was experimenting, and pestered me into doing it with her. I can count on my fingers … and toes how many times we had sex.”
Kate laughed. “You enjoy it?”
“With Jill, yes, as she’s my very best friend. Never did it with any other woman, though. With Jill, it’s like we push the friendship barrier on down the road a bit. Hard to explain, exactly. But it feels right, like forging our friendship into something harder to break.”
“Ted?” Kate asked.
“Yes,” I said. “I did it to please Jenn and Jill, actually, on two occasions only.”
“Did you like it?” Kate pressed.
“Yes and no. I wouldn’t do it if either or both of them was not present during the act. So, no, I don’t consider myself as gay. And I don’t think Jenn does either, though she is much more bisexual than I am. But on the other hand, if you, Kate or Molly, wanted me to have gay sex with a man, I would do it. As long as you’re in the room.”
“Kate asked, “You two ever get into the kinky stuff? Bondage, S&M, femdom?”
Jenn said, “Oh yeah. Jill more so than us.”
“I suspected that, seeing the whip marks on her nice body, and I also suspect she got in deeper than she wanted or expected. Those were some serious marks.”
Jenn said, “Jill has problems, no question. And men can’t or won’t keep up with her.”
Kate stood up. “Come with me.” Jenn and I stood, and followed Kate into her bedroom. It was nicely furnished, as was her entire house. She must make a good living being a photographer. But in one corner of the room was a metal structure made out of two inch galvanized pipe. It was seven feet tall and about five feet wide, forming a rectangle. The base consisted of a smaller rectangle of piping on wheels to keep it upright. Various hooks were screwed or welded into the pipes. “We use this for bondage, when we’re in such a mood.”
She then showed us an armoire and opened it. It was jammed full of black sex toys. You name it, it was in there. Dildos of all sizes, for vaginal and anal play. Whips of various types. I held up a string with little balls attached. “Those fit up your anus, and as you achieve orgasm, you pull them out slowly. Designed for women in domination play, but work very well on men, too. And these are Ben wa balls, strap-ons, clitoral pumps, male masturbators, paddles and ticklers, and of course, bondage clothing in the drawers. These are the cuffs to restrain you in the cage over there.”
Jenn looked to be in a daze, imagining all that could be done with these items. Kate smiled. “You know, Jenn, and Ted, you’re more than welcome to play here, if you ever so desire. With or without us.”
Jenn said, “That would be fucking awesome. I’m going to take you up on that, for sure.”
“Which do you prefer, Jenn?
“I’d do both in a heartbeat. I mean, you all have seen me and Ted naked having sex, but to do this and have you take pics, wow, what a scrap book I’d have.”
“Ted? You would like this?”
“I’ll do whatever the love of my life wants me to do.”
“So,” Kate said, “you appear the eager to please type.”
“I’d do anything for Jenn.”
“And what about Jill?” Kate asked.
Jenn thought about it. “I don’t know if we should be encouraging her. She’s kind of the sexaholic, nymphomaniac type.”
“But,” Kate reminded us, “This would be a safe outlet for her desires. Where she went to suffer those terrible whip marks, she just might be desperate enough to try and find another unholy place of torture. But full disclosure, I run a website that has domination videos. I’d like you to consider being in one of those. It’s very structured and scripted, specific things being done and when necessary and for women, anyway, fake orgasms. So some acting is required. But you don’t have to worry about that yet.”
I was getting hard just thinking about all this potential activity.
“Tell you what,” Jenn said. “I’ll get with Jill and broach the subject. I don’t see her declining the offer. It’s very generous of you. To offer your bedroom for this.”
“Nonsense. Molly and I like you both a lot, though I have to admit we kinda got the relationship off to a backwards start. We usually like to get to know people pretty well before laying all this on them. You two jumped right in, posing naked and having sex in front of us. Most if not all folks would decline what you two did.”
***
Back in our apartment, Jenn called Jill, and explained the offer Kate had made to us. “Is this something you and Scott would be interested in?”
“I don’t know, Jenn. I told you earlier we hadn’t been getting along real well. When we have sex, it’s straight missionary style, and he comes in minutes. He doesn’t give a crap about my enjoyment, only his. Actually, it seems he has sex because he thinks he should. He never initiates it.”
“Well, if you could use the outlet, let me know. She’s got quite a setup over here. All the fuck toys you can think of.”
“Well, when were you thinking of doing it over there?” Jill asked.
“Shit, if it were up to me, I’d do it right now. Hey, wait a minute, it is up to me.”
Jill laughed. “You got me all juicy just thinking about it.”
“Well, how about tomorrow night?”
“Scott wanted to catch the latest Star Wars movie at the dollar theatre. We haven’t seen it yet. But I can beg off.”
“Why don’t you bring him, and turn him to … wait for it … the dark side?”
“That was bad. Hmmm. It would be a good ultimatum. Do this or hit the road type thing.”
“Okay, I’ll ask Kate, and let you know.”
Kate and Molly had plans for Saturday night out, but Kate said Jenn, Jill, and I could have free run of the place if we liked. Jenn said, “We liked.” Kate laughed. “Have fun. Key’ll be under the mat.”
***
Saturday night had the four of us – Jenn was surprised Scott had agreed to come over – in Kate and Molly’s bedroom. Jill suspected he wanted to see more of Jenn naked, than pleasing her. “Okay, here’s the plan. It’s boyfriend swap night. We’ll flip a coin to see which couple gets to go first, and then flip another coin to see which person gets tortured first. We will all take a turn getting dominated. Agreed? Scott, call it. Heads or tails.” He said heads. It was tails.
“Okay, it’s Jill and Ted who go first. Jill call it. The winner gets dominated.” Jill called out tails, visibly hoping she’d be dominated first. It was heads.
“Oh great,” I muttered. Jenn laughed. “Jill, you better go easy on me.”
“Not on your life.”
“Revenge is sweet,” I warned, playfully.
Jill laughed. “Promises promises.”
“Okay, “Jenn directed, “Jill, pick out your costume from the drawer. Get changed in the bathroom. Ted, let’s get the cuffs attached to the cage.” I fiddled with the cuffs and chain lengths, Jenn having me stretch my arms and feet out to a comfortable stance to accommodate my cracked ribs. I attached the cuffs to those hooks. Jill returned. She had on a skimpy black outfit. She wore a ballroom type mask, a leather bra that held her exposed tits up and out, leather crotchless panties that showed a large amount of ass, and nylon mesh pantyhose with knee high boots. And she was holding a pleasure whip.
“Holy crap,” Scott said, his jaw open in amazement.
Jill, with riding crop in one hand and short pleasure whip in the other, said, “Okay, Ted, Strip to your underwear, if you’re wearing any.” I seductively took my shirt off, shoes and then socks, and finally my pants. I had on my tighty whities, only they were black. “Cuff him.” Jenn did the honors. Jill walked around me, draping the whip over my shoulder as she did. She felt my ass up, squeezing one buttock and pinching the other. Around my front again, she flung the whip up between my legs, slapping my balls and ass. She stepped forward and felt my package up through my underwear. Scott and Jenn sat on the bed, watching silently. Jill turned around and told me, “Now, don’t look at my ass, or you’ll be whipped.”
I couldn’t help myself, or turn down the opportunity to look at my favorite ass. It was incredible, in those panties. “I knew you couldn’t resist, because I know your dirty little secret. You love my ass and want to possess it. So now you suffer, mister.” She walked behind me and lowered my underwear to just below my butt cheeks. My cock and balls were still hidden. I wasn’t hard yet. She playfully ran the whip up my legs and over my exposed ass. Then she slashed my ass. I jerked in pain. She did it again. I yelped in pain. She came back around the front and stuck her ass to my crotch, and wiggled her butt, grinding me. I couldn’t help but get hard. I wanted more than anything to fuck her in that outfit.
When I was hard, she ran the whip over my hard cock, sticking sideways in the tight underwear. Jill giggled. “My my, you horny slave. Bad little slave.” She ran it across my cock several more times, making me moan in pleasure. She went to the drawer and pulled out scissors, came back, and cut my underwear off. My cock was so hard, the tip ready to explode if pricked with a pin. Jill squeezed my balls painfully until I cried out. “How dare you display your lustful weapon to me and my friends. Bad boy.”
She took an anal butt plug out of the armoire and put it to my mouth. “Suck on it.” I did as she asked. Again, she came around back of me and stuck the plug to my anus. And she shoved it in until it was seated and wouldn’t come out on its own. She spanked my butt then with a paddle. Coming back around to my front, she noticed the shiny pre cum on my cock head. She took my cock at the base and squeezed it to the tip, eliciting enough pre cum to drip off in a long strand. “Naughty, naughty boy.” She squeezed and twisted my nipples painfully. She ran the whip up the length of my cock. It felt wonderful, and I humped it. She laughed at my urgency. “What’s the matter, Ted?”
“I want to come,” I moaned.
“Aw, poor baby, all tied up and can’t masturbate yourself to an orgasm. Oh well.” She whipped my backside for my evil thoughts. She came around front and stuck her ass to my sex.
“ God, I want to fuck you. Put me inside you,” I moaned in frustration.
She turned around and took my cock, and ran my cock head around her pussy lips and over her clit. “So, my lowly slave dares to ask to fuck me, huh?”
“Oh God, please, I’m begging you. Please, I’ll do anything. Let me fuck you.”
She moved back and swatted my cock, back and forth. She grabbed my cock in one hand and my balls in the other. “I own you, bitch. You’re a slut.” She went to the armoire again, and pulled out a larger dildo. She released my left arm. “Take this and fuck your ass with it. And I may let you come.”
She squirted some KY jelly on the dildo, withdrew the butt plug, and I immediately stuck the larger fake penis into my rectum. I fucked myself with it. My cock was issuing forth a steady supply of pre cum, dripping obscenely off my cock head and to the floor in long strands. Jill got the feather tickler out, and ran it over my cockhead. I humped it. She was torturing me. She kept it up, running the feathered crop over and under my cock. I felt myself rising. “I’m gonna come,” I moaned. “Please, make me come.” She withdrew the feather. I strained my cock, bucked my hips furiously, and fucked my ass rapidly. Then I squirt. My cock flopped all over the place, semen pouring out. It was then that Jill took my free hand and tied it back up in place. The fake cock in my ass slipped out and fell to the floor. She took my cock in her hand and jacked me.
“Stop, please, oh, you must stop. Stop!” I wailed in sensory overload. “Oh god please, you must stop it.”
“Shut up, bitch. Isn’t this what you wanted me to do? Jack you off?” I suffered the intense overload and it eased a bit. To my surprise, I started humping her hand. “Look at my sex slave, humiliating himself in front of his friends. Humping his cock in my hand.” After five more minutes, I came again, a little orgasm, but I came nonetheless. Jill untied my cuffs. “Kneel down on the floor. Now, lick and kiss my ass.” I spread her butt cheeks and I licked her anus and kissed her awesome butt all over as she stuck it out at my face. “Good little slave.”
Jill, or at least I, was done. She changed out of her skimpy outfit in the bathroom, and I dressed in the bedroom, Jenn whispering in my ear, “You were fucking hot, baby. I gotta tell ya, I enjoy seeing you sexually tortured. You got my motor running, baby. Love you. Now, Ted, flip the coin, for me and Scott.”
“Call it.” Scott picked tails, and it was heads. Jenn was the winner, so she was going to get dominated next. I sat on the bed, anxiously anticipating a relatively strange man doing sexually obscene things to the woman I loved dearly. With Jill, I figured it was different, as we’d been an item for a couple of months. There was nothing she didn’t know about my body, and vice versa. But Scott, though he had seen Jenn naked before, had never touched her. Until now.
Scott donned a leather mask that covered his head, like a hang man. Other than that, he was fully clothed. He took charge of stripping Jenn. Jill joined me on the bed, and placed her hand on my thigh, eagerly watching the proceedings. We watched him go to work. Before stripping her, he felt Jenn up, her tits, ass, and he lightly rubbed her crotch. Jenn actually moaned. She was wound up. Scott removed her blouse, and undid her jeans and pulled them down. Clad now only in underwear, Scott tied her hands to the cuffs and placed them close to her head, which I though odd. He moved behind her and slipped his hands beneath her cotton panties and felt the skin of her butt. He slipped his hand down her front and his fingers disappeared beneath the elastic of her panties. Jenn moaned as Scott fingered her. “You’re already wet, my dear. That’s against the rules. You must be punished, severely.”
Scott suddenly yanked her panties down from behind, and off. Exposed thusly, Jenn was kind of shocked. She crossed her legs to hide her pussy folds in a useless attempt at modesty. Scott tied her ankles to the velvet cuffs, and anchored them far apart. He placed a hand over her wide open sex, and said, “This belongs to me for the next 30 minutes.” He then concentrated on her amazing tits, running his fingers beneath the cups and feeling her tits and nipples up. “Your nipples are erect, my dear. Another infraction that must be punished. He unhooked her bra, and yanked it free. Her wonderfully erotic breasts were now exposed to our view. He stood behind her and reached around and slapped her tits, so they jiggled erotically. He grabbed them and squeezed. He hefted her tits, feeling their weight. He spanked her ass a few times, and used the whip Jill had used on me. He tanned her fanny, striking her more than a dozen times. She squirmed under the onslaught.
He ran his hand over her butt and through her legs and stuck his finger into her love hole. It was so quick it shocked Jenn and she exclaimed, “Ohh!”
“I told you your pussy was all mine, didn’t I? I can do anything I want with your gorgeous naked body, and you can’t do anything about it.” Jenn moaned. “Say it back to me, now.” He slapped her butt.
“Okay, okay. You own my pussy. You can do anything you want to my naked body. I’m helpless to stop you.” Jenn moaned again, her head lolled back. Scott turned the knobs to loosen the cage, and began flipping it, so Jenn would be upside down. It shocked Jenn; she didn’t know this could be done. Finished with the maneuver, Jenn was upside down with legs spread obscenely.
Scott went to the armoire and hunted for the items he wanted to use on her. He came back around to her backside. He placed an odd looking dildo, more of a round malleable black pole, with color coded markings on it. He held it out in front so Jenn could see it. “I’m going to sink this into your pussy and see how deep you really are.”
“Oh god,” Jenn moaned and briefly struggled to free herself. Scott lubed it up and put it to her vagina. He slowly pressed it home.
“Each color on this stick represents one inch.” I watched fascinated as the colored bars disappeared into her pussy. He called out the inches. “Five, six.” He slowed. “Am I there yet, my pet?”
“No,” she moaned.
“Going on seven-”
“Ouch, there. No more, please.” He’d bumper her cervix.
“My my, six and three quarters inches deep, roughly. That’s very good.” He left it impaled in her pussy. “Now, with a similar stick, I’m going to see how deep I can push this into your anus.”
“No, no, please, not that.”
“I told you that you were going to get punished, didn’t I?” Silence. A slap to her ass. “Answer me.”
“Sorry, yes, you did.”
He lubed up the second stick, and proceeded to insert the tapered tip into Jenn’s anus. He called out the inches once again. Jenn protested every inch, but Scott kept on pressing, as he felt no resistance, once past her sphincter. She kept on protesting, “Stop, please, oh god, stop it.” Scott kept calling out the inches, spanking her butt everytime she protested. “Seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven … okay, that’s good. I feel pressure now. Don’t want to rip anything.” He let go of the second stick and stepped around to her front. Two poles were buried in her organs, lewdly sticking out of her body. He giggled at the display. Jenn was mortified. I found it erotic to see Jenn so helplessly displayed.
Scott let her suffer this indignity for a full minute until he brought out the vibrator. “Now, you are going to come for us, your final indignity. We will all see what a true slutty person you are, to be willing to be in this position with two poles stuck in you holes, and now made to have an orgasm.
“Oh god,” Jenn moaned. Scott pressed the ball shaped vibrator to her sex. Jenn squirmed and wiggled to escape the vibrator, but resistance was futile as they say. She gave into the sensations of her holes filled and her clit on fire. She moaned, then babbled. “That feels so good (moan), fuck me (moan) make me come (moan.)
Scott wiggled out of his sandal and stuck his big toe to Jenn’s mouth. Her eyes were closed, concentrating on her pending orgasm. “Jenn baby, open your eyes.” She did. “Suck on my toe. So now all your holes will be filled.”
That was hot. I had a boner going. Jenn humped the vibrator as best she could, being impaled with sticks. She opened her mouth. “No, I won’t suck on your toe.”
Scott said, “Say it. You’re a gutter trash whore slut.”
“Oh god (moaning), I’m a gutter trash whore slut,” Jenn repeated.
“You’re upside down, sticks in your cunt and asshole, humping a vibrator, and now you will suck on my toe.”
“No.” She shook her head. Scott pulled the vibrator away from her clit.
“Noooooo,” she wailed. “Fuck me. Please, fuck me. I beg you, I gotta come.”
“Then suck on my toe, and I will make you come,” Scott said sweetly.
Clearly frustrated, Jenn agreed. “I’ll do it. Just fuck me with the vibrator. Please, fuck me.”
Scott put his toe out once again. Jenn took it in her mouth and eagerly sucked on his toes. He applied the vibrator to her sex. In one minute flat, she came, screaming. “Ohhhhhhh! I’m coming, now, ohhhh, aaaaaaaah!” she wailed and thrashed. Her orgasm was strong, her stomach muscles tensed over and over. Liquid from her pussy emissions squirt out of her cunt and down her belly. “Fuck!” she yelled in ecstasy. The three of us watched her orgasm, enthralled. She humped madly. “Do me again,” she demanded. Scott put the vibrator back on her sex, only this time slowly removed the sticks, first from her ass, then her cunt. Now she humped madly, free of the confining sticks. She rocked the cage and came again. Sweat poured out, her body glistening. Spent, she went limp, exhausted.
Scott turned her right side up again. He quickly unzipped his pants and stuck his erect cock into her pussy before Jenn could react. He fucked her, much to Jenn’s shock, but she had no energy to stop him, and confined as she was, she couldn’t resist him anyway. Instead, she resigned herself to the rape and let him masturbate in her cunt. It didn’t take him long, less than a minute. He withdrew and shot his wad on her stomach and legs. Thus soiled, Jenn watched Scott get dressed, his warm spunk sliding down her legs.
Once intied, Jenn weakly headed for the bathroom. I took her clothes to her. I came back in the bedroom. Scott was nervous. “Did I go to far?”
“Hell no, that was fucking awesome.” I hi-fived him.
“I couldn’t help it at the end. I wanted her so bad, to fuck her, I was so hard the whole time, I just stuck it in her without thinking.”
Jill said, “It was okay. Jenn enjoyed herself.”
Jenn finally emerged and entered the bedroom. She looked sternly at Scott and approached him. She gave him a big wet kiss. “I haven’t come like that in a long time. Sorry Ted. You make me come all the time. But this was a really strong orgasm. I guess I really like being dominated. Go figure.”
We took a beer break and rested for a half hour. “Okay, you two,” I said to Jill and Scott, “Your turn in the cage.”
(To be continued with “Games, Part 2”)
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