Janine by femmed (from Literotica)
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Posted:Sep 2, 2018 9:19 am
Last Updated:Sep 2, 2018 9:20 am 3247 Views
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If you're not used to the trade show floors at tech conferences, you probably picture things like CES, with thousands of booths crowded with people. That's a huge show, and the trade floor is the focus. But smaller conferences usually have two or three dozen booths, and we're really all there for the panels. The trade show is where we go to kill time between panels, and by the end of day one, we've seen it all. By the end of the second day, it's a graveyard, and attendees are only there to grab coffee and duck back out.
It was the end of the second day, and I knew I'd seen everything, but was walking down the last aisle, checking my phone and killing time. The final booth had been deserted the entire time -- another secret of trade shows is that some small vendors don't show. But now there was someone sitting behind the curtained table at the front, an attractive redhead in her late 30s or so. I assumed at first that she was an attendee who just decided to take advantage of the chairs and table to get some work done; I'd had the same thought, myself.
But as I got near, she looked up at me and smiled.
"Hi, I'm Janine!"
"Hi, Janine," I replied.
"Are you interested in a free hypno stress reduction?"
"I'm sorry, a what?" That sounded like new-age gobbledygook, and while that wasn't totally unusual in tech -- see magnetic implants or any other stupid trend -- it still took me off guard.
"Hypno stress reduction. We use hypnosis to reduce stress. You know how a good massage helps reduce your physical stress? We use technology-enhanced hypnosis to deal with emotional and mental stress."
I asked, "So you mean the stuff like stage magicians getting people to act like chickens?"
She smiled again, this time the patient smile of someone who'd heard similar cracks a thousand times, and I felt bad. Also, she had a really attractive smile.
"Sort of, but not quite. See, there are two kinds of hypnosis. There's the short-term kind you're talking about. It's powerful, but usually doesn't last very long. You can get someone to do almost anything with it right in the aftermath, but you can't really change someone's personality."
"The other kind," Janine continued, "is the deeper kind, involving using the senses of sight, sound, and even smell to create suggestions and change behavior. That's the stuff people use to do things like quit smoking."
"So how does your product work," I asked, half out of curiosity and half because I just wanted to keep hearing her talk.
"It uses a combination of both styles, aided by some proprietary technology we're developing. Are you interested in trying it out?"
"I'm not so sure," I said.
Janine stood up and came around the edge of her booth. She was tall -- maybe 5'10", wearing an attractive blouse that was modest (but couldn't hide how nice her breasts were), and a brown leather skirt that was business length, but which I didn't doubt would make her backside look amazing. This was topped with some calf-high boots.
"It'll only take a few minutes to get you started," she said. And if I'd focused more on those final words, instead of the "a few minutes" part, I might have walked away. But I was both curious and fully distracted by her charms, and allowed her to take me behind the table.
She sat me in the chair she'd been in, then pulled out what looked like a VR headset from underneath the table. The cable attached to it implied that it was hooked up to a computer beneath the table.
"I'll just need you to wear this for two minutes," Janine said, her fingers brushing my head as she gently placed the goggles on me. I got a whiff of her subtle perfume as she leaned in close.
She pulled back, and I heard a click as she did something to the computer, and a series of abstract images started flowing around me.
"Try to focus on the red dot," I heard Janine say, and I did my best to keep up as a red dot moved amongst various swirls. It was disorienting, and I got a little dizzy even though I was sitting perfectly still. I didn't doubt that to anyone walking by -- not that anyone was likely to be this far down -- I looked like every other goofball trying VR in a public space.
After a minute or two, the program turned off, and Janine removed the goggles.
"Do you feel any different?"
"Honestly," I replied, "no."
"Well, let's see." She lifted up the table curtain. "Do me a favor and crawl under the table and sit with your back against the box there."
"I'm sorry, I'm not sure I understand," I started to say, but even as the words were coming out of my mouth, my body was following her instructions, sitting with my back against the heavy box underneath the table.
"Now open your mouth," and again, I did so without thinking, and quickly found a ballgag shoved in there.
"And put your hands through these cuffs." My body obediently reached my hands out and let her cuff me. She ran two chains from the cuffs to my ankles, then wrapped a collar around my neck. This last one was attached to the box somehow, immobilizing me.
"So that was the first type of hypnosis," Janine knelt down and started talking to me as if this was totally normal. It's basically a brute force method that takes control of your body but wears off quickly. In fact, it's probably worn off by now." Which did me no good at this point, of course.
"Now, let's get started on part two," Janine continued. She put the goggles back on me, this time adding earbuds. I felt her wrap something around my head, under my nose, and started to detect a faint mix of scents, including her perfume mixed with other things. For some reason, I found it very arousing.
The goggles started playing a much more complex series of images, and instead of a red dot, I saw Janine's face mixed in with all the swirls and patterns. It was the only thing really solid for me to focus on. The earbuds soon started to play quiet music mixed with barely audible clips of Janine talking. I could pick out only a few phrases here and there. Sentences like, "I want to please Janine" and "my will belongs to Janine."
I wanted to struggle against my bonds, but something in the sights, smells, and sounds caused me to drowse. I don't think I actually fell asleep, but I did lose track of time.
When Janine finally started undoing the VR, I caught a glance at her watch and saw that I'd been under the table for a full hour! I was appalled! Once she removed the cuffs, gag, and collar, I stood up, and fully expected to either confront her or walk out. But my body just stood there, and I realized that while I remembered that I was upset, I no longer really cared that much.
But I still tried. "Janine, this is a lot more. . . "
She cut me off.
"You are only to talk to me when I've asked you a question."
Janine said it casually, not sternly, but I immediately shut up.
"Please follow me, walking two steps behind me at all times," Janine said. She walked out of the trade show and I followed, docile and confused.
She walked me to the elevator to the hotel, and once we were inside and alone, she started talking.
"You just experienced the more advanced subliminal effects. It normally takes multiple sessions to be really effective, but the goggles allow us to cram a lot more images and commands into a shorter time period. You've basically experienced the equivalent of six months of hypnosis and subliminal messages."
We got off the elevator and she had me follow her to her room.
"Now, let's see how effective the training was. First, take off all your clothes."
I did so, again without even thinking about it.
"Slave, have you ever eaten a woman's asshole before?"
"No, Mistress Janine," I replied. I had no idea why I'd known to call her that, but it felt right.
"And are you turned on by the idea of eating assholes, slave?"
"No, Mistress Janine, I'm not," I replied, truthfully, although I'd have usually been too embarrassed to even have this kind of conversation before.
"Slave, I'm telling you now that you eating my asshole would make me incredibly happy," Janine said.
I instantly became hard, and my brain was filled with the thought of eating her asshole.
"Good," Janine said.
She removed her skirt and panties, bent over the bed, and said, "slave eat my asshole."
I immediate knelt down behind her and got to work. I had no idea how long I was at it, and I didn't care. I kept tonguing her, bringing her to pleasure and in turn feeling pleasure at those sounds, until she told me to stop.
Janine turned around and sat facing me, still naked.
"So, slave, here's what's going to happen. For the rest of the conference, you're going to stay here with me, and be my sex slave, and I'm going to use you and do all sorts of dirty things to you. Do you like that, slave?"
"Yes, Mistress Janine." My rock hard cock agreed.
"I'll continue to run you through my program periodically. And at the end of the conference, I'm going to let you go. But I'm going to leave your conditioning in place. No matter what you're doing, if I call you or see you at a conference, you'll want only to pleasure me. You're now my permanent dirty slut. How do you feel about that, slave?"
I could only smile as my hard-on got even stronger. "I love it, Mistress Janine."
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Cindy's Finger (& Her Strap-on) by thomstevens
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Posted:Jan 10, 2018 7:11 pm
Last Updated:Sep 2, 2018 7:14 am 3633 Views
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It all began when Cindy stuck her finger up my ass. She was running her tongue lightly up and down the shaft of my cock, but paused for an instant to gauge my reaction. I moaned slightly, appreciatively. It felt good. She smiled and began slowly moving her finger in and out.
We were naked on her bed in her apartment on a Saturday morning, the sunlight streaming in through her bedroom windows. At first, I wasn't fully awake, although Cindy did a fine job of waking me up. She had started nibbling and nipping at my balls before moving up to my cock. And now she had a finger up my backside. I was awake and she had my full attention.
It wasn't the first time that a girlfriend had stuck a finger up my ass, but this was different. Cindy wasn't stopping at . She began working a second finger inside me and then a third. She stopped and looked up at me as she slowly fucked me with her fingers.
"How does this feel?"
"Hmm," I moaned to myself. "Feels wild. Strange. Really good." It felt so full and warm. "Don't stop."
"Oh no," she said smiling. "I am just getting started." With that she took my cock in her mouth and starting sucking in rhythm with her fingers pumping in my ass. I didn't last long. Between her mouth and her fingers, the orgasm was shattering.
She cuddled up next to me and began kissing my neck. Then she whispered, "Have you ever been fucked in the ass by a woman?"
I was startled, "Ah, no." I paused. "Nor by a man either."
She laughed. "That much I figured. You are too straight to swing both ways. Suggests a lack of imagination, you know."
It was my turn to laugh. So, I was too straight. Well, we are what we are. Cindy was bi and had broken up with a long-term girlfriend just before we met. She was my first bi girlfriend, or at least the first that I knew about.
I looked into her eyes, a lovely shade of hazel. They seemed to smile back at me.
"Well then, have you ever fantasized about a woman fucking you with a strap-on?"
Wow, I thought. "Can't say that I have. I know, a failure of imagination."
With that she rolled over on top of me, held me down by the shoulders and gave me a long and passionate kiss. Then she sat back, still holding down my shoulders. For her size, she seemed suddenly very strong. She had a wicked smile on her face and a wild look in her eyes.
"I really, really want to fuck you with my strap-on"
I wasn't sure what to a say, so I said the first thing that came to mind. "I didn't know that you had a strap-on"
"I have ," she said her smile growing wider. "Wanna see?"
"Sure," I replied, amazed how we just went from imminent sodomy to show-and-tell.
She hopped off me and went into her walk-in closet. In a few minutes she came out wearing a black harness and a not overly large dildo which was, somewhat incongruously, blue. She had a big smile on her face and wiggled her hips, making the rubber cock swing back and forth.
"This was in the last of the stuff I picked up from Nina's. What do you think?"
What did I think? I wasn't sure what to think. I knew that she had gotten the last of her things from her girlfriend's apartment, but had no idea that sex toys were in the box. Clearly I still had much to learn about Cindy.
She stood there, beautifully naked, except for the harness and the swinging blue rubber cock. The goofy grin on her face made it all seem ful and silly. Kind of sexy. Then again, the cock felt more than a little threatening, especially given its intended destination.
Could I handle it? Physiy? Emotionally? Would it be liberating or emaulating? Was my maulinity all that fragile that it could be shattered by a blue rubber cock? Should I grab my clothes and run for the door or bend over and submit?
As I was considering my options, I realized that my cock was voting in the affirmative. Given that I had cum just a few minutes before, the erection was impressive. Perhaps, I was overthinking the situation. Best to go with my gut, or in this case, the guidance provided by my cock.
"I think you look very sexy," I finally replied.
"So can I fuck you?" she asked, putting an extra emphasis on the hard percussive "f" of fuck. It was both a question and a challenge.
I took a deep breath and said, "Sure."
She raised an eyebrow and stepped next the bed, holding the rubber dildo so that it was pointing straight at me, inches from my face. Then in a t I didn't expect she barked, "Suck my cock, boy!"
I started to suggest that that wasn't really necessary, but, as I opened my mouth to speak, she shoved the blue dildo down my throat. She grabbed the back of my head with her other hand and pulled me forward.
The dildo wasn't that long, but I gagged as it hit the back of my throat. My eyes started to water and I jerked my head back against her hand. She pulled the cock back but kept fucking my face. Now that I could breathe, I started to get in the rhythm and began to move my head to meet the cock, taking it deep, but not enough to gag. She moved her hand from the back of my head to caress my cheek and said softly, "Good boy. Suck that cock."
I am not sure how long she fucked my face, but I sort of slipped into the surreal vision of a blue rubber cock being shoved down my throat while watching Cindy's breasts bounce slightly as she thrust her hips toward my face. Then suddenly, she stopped.
"You're a good little cocksucker, now aren't you?" she said with a evil grin. "Get on your hands and knees. Now we'll have some real fun."
I did as she directed, got on my hands and knees on the bed. I wasn't sure what to expect. Given how rough she was fucking my face, would she come at my ass like a battering ram?
Instead, she walked away to the bathroom. I heard water running and soon she was back with a warm washcloth which she rubbed against my ass.
"Gotta have you kissing sweet," she purred. She got up on the bed and leaned forward, kissing and licking my backside. She ran her tongue up and down my perineum, licking my rotum and then flicking across my asshole. Then she sank her tongue in my ass, fluttering around and then stabbing in and out like a tiny cock. It felt warm, exciting and relaxing at the same time.
I heard her squirt lube and felt the cool wetness as she worked lubricated finger into my ass, and then another and another. She slowly finger fucked me as I groaned happily.
"If you like my fingers, you are going to love my cock." She gave my ass a hard swat pulling me out of my revery.
"OK, roll over on your back, ass on the edge of the bed, a pillow under your hips. I want to see the look in your eyes as I fuck you."
I got in position. My knees were spread, my asshole slightly elevated. I have never felt so exposed and vulnerable. She stepped up between my legs. Her eyes seemed to burn with raw lust.
I felt the cock press against my asshole. Rather than ramming it in, as she had my mouth, she was very gentle, easing her way in the puckered gateway. The blue cock was much bigger than her fingers, but slid in smoothly. I closed my eyes and gasped at the blend of sensations - pressure but not pain, a sense of complete surrender, of submission, and the simple joy of losing control.
She began to move in and out, slowly at first, but then fast and faster. Soon she was fucking me hard, slapping my ass with her hips as she drove the cock into me, then pulling most of the way out before slamming back again. The strap-on jabbed hard across my prostate creating a feeling that was brand new - intense, and pleasurable yet almost painful.
It was overwhelming, too much and not enough. I couldn't take it and I wanted more. I found myself croaking, "Fuck me, Cindy. Fuck me." And she did. Harder and harder.
Cindy slid hand down the top of the harness and rubbed her clitoris. "Jerk-off," she commanded. "I want to see you come."
The sensation of having my ass pounded by the strap-on merged into the sensations as I jerked my cock to life. The stimulation of my prostate as the dildo slammed into it were as powerful as the pleasure from my hand jerking the shaft and glans. I watched as Cindy grew closer and closer toward her own orgasm.
Suddenly, if was all too much and I came. Cum splattered on my belly as the world seemed to explode. Cindy kept driving into me with a manic frenzy, until she opened her mouth in a silent ream and her whole body began to shake. She slumped forward slightly with the strap-on still buried inside me. In a few minutes, she stood again and pulled out. I felt oddly empty.
She took off the harness, dropped it on the floor and climbed onto the bed. I was still gasping for breath. She cuddled next to me.
"So how was it?"
"Amazing." I ran my fingers though her hair. "Can we do that again?"
"Sure." she relied. "Next time, maybe I'll use the bigger dildo."
"Oh no," I said, feigning horror. "Let's practice more with the blue . That is big enough. I won't be surprised if my ass is plenty sore tomorrow."
"Maybe so. Will it have been worth it?"
"Absolutely," I replied.
I turned and kissed her, then whispered in her ear, "You can fuck me in the ass any time, my love."
She gave me a wicked smile. "An offer I shall not refuse."
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"The Initiation" by Susan Strict
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Posted:Jan 6, 2018 7:17 am
Last Updated:May 13, 2018 6:07 pm 2779 Views
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The whole point of hazing is that a man can find loyalty in oddities. What I mean to say is that it is a walk into weirdness, very nearly, or actually, a mind block. It is a dramatist's fascination with control, and a brainwashing taken from a game and made serious.
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"What the fuck is that?"
"That's the smotherbox."
"Smotherbox?"
"Yes."
"You mean someone gets sat on in that?" Ted picked it up, carefully weighing it in his hands. It was heavy.
"Yes. She sits here, and this is where he puts his head."
Ted turned a wheel underneath the contraption and two padded rubber arms folded down.
“That’s right, and then they’re locked together. She cannot escape any more than he can."
"Jesus Christ! That thing's fucking spooky."
"It's the initiation. We have a girl who does it and she claims she loves it."
"You're serious."
"Yup."
"How long is he in there?"
"It starts at night and lasts until morning."
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You would have thought it was a military command post from the way they sat at a round table and watched slides from a projector.
"His name is Jack Olson. He is a chemistry major."
Grades?"
"3.0."
"Does he have a girlfriend?"
"No."
There was a brief silence, and then someone else in the darkness of that room spoke quietly:
"You always ask that."
There was another silence, for longer this time. It was as if no one wanted to be the first to confirm that they should go ahead.
"You forget your mandate, Eddy. The hazing works best when he doesn't have a girlfriend."
"Why?"
"It's the psychology. It’s from our grand master, Master Charlie. He says the hazing is particularly effective when the subject is not preoccupied with any romance with any woman whatsoever."
"I agree. That is the way their loyalties stay with the fraternity."
"Is Becky ready?"
"Becky's always ready." There was laughter at that comment.
“No, seriously. She will break off whatever she was doing. She knows the importance of this."
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It was not dissimilar from those smotherboxes seen on some of the more specialized Internet web sites, but this went much further. In this smotherbox, the two of them were locked together, she on top in the dominant position as with those ‘normal’ boxes and he underneath her, half smothered, or more, under her naked body. But this smotherbox did not give her the option of finishing the smothering when she had had enough or even when she thought he could take no more. No way. She was as helplessly locked onto him as he was helplessly locked under her. Sure she could move her arms around and, to some extent, her legs too, but she could not undo those heavy locks and release the two of them until someone turned up with the keys. Once locked, they were both trapped there.
Becky, of course, knew all about it. She had done it at least a dozen times before, ever since some bright spark had come up with the idea and constructed the thing. At first she thought it was pretty weird, but they gave her so much encouragement that she tried it a couple of times and found... well, she found that she was rather addicted to it, although she would never admit it. She was just doing a favor for her friends. That was all.
The whole idea was pretty crazy, but for those involved in the initiation it had a certain satisfying psychology to it. “You can have too much of a good thing” was what it was all about, and there was no question in any of their minds that Becky was undoubtedly a good thing – if taken in small doses.
So they locked him in under Becky to make that very point. He had to take the good with the bad. He had no choice. What might have seemed quite enjoyable at first would, undoubtedly, be far from enjoyable by the end of the night. Quite apart from anything else, Becky would inevitably need to go to the bathroom at some point during those hours she was locked on top of him. Much as there might be some men who would not object to having her urinate all over them, few would want to be trapped in it for hour after hour.
On the first occasion she was persuaded to do this, Becky found very quickly that the arms of the device locking her in place on him did actually allow her some movement. This was a deliberate feature, and one that she used to its full. She had exactly three inches of movement available to her: three inches backward or forward, and three inches up and down. It was not much, but the difference of those three inches was the difference between a relatively comfortable facesit allowing him plenty of air to breathe, and a face-crushing suffocation that totally blocked his air supply and felt to him as though the bones in his face would crack at any second. Without a doubt, thought Becky, any man locked down there would very quickly discover how precious oxygen is.
Tonight, however, was different and it turned into a night that none of them would ever forget, particularly not the young man in the smotherbox.
Becky was having a bad day, and no matter how hard she tried to calm down she was becoming more and more angry at everything and everyone around her. It was an odd trait of Becky’s that the more she became angry, the more she had the urge to find sexual satisfaction, and the more physical she needed to be to find that satisfaction. After Becky had had a bad day, more than one man had run from her room in fear of the beautiful young woman who had suddenly turned into an uncontrollable, insatiable wildcat.
By the time they called up Becky to ask her to do her usual job for the new initiation, she was frustrated to the point of fury.
“No,” she shouted. “Fuck off.” And then she called them back thirty seconds later. “Of course I’ll do it.” She slammed down the telephone.
They were not at all sure she would turn up, and when she did it was with an attitude that kept them all at a distance from her.
“If you don’t want to do it, it’s OK...”
“Why? What’s wrong?” she snapped, daring anyone to tell her she was in a bad temper.
She did not wait for an answer. She just strode over to that young man already strapped naked into the smotherbox, slapping his hardness that saluted her as she approached, shed her clothes with not much more than a wriggle, and positioned herself on top of him, her attitude as naked as she now was.
“Well?” she glared round angrily. “Isn’t someone going to lock me in?”
There was fear in the room, and not just from that young man helplessly squirming to breathe. The shy, young female they knew so well had turned into something else, and it was something outside their experience. She was moaning and grinding herself down onto him even before the arms of the box were locked around her waist.
“Jesus, we gotta stop her.”
“This is getting out of hand.”
And then she was screaming in fit after fit of orgasm, and not one of them dared to go near her. She loved him more completely than a woman might love her vibrator, and with less consideration. His body twisted and jerked, but the smotherbox did its job and held him just where she wanted him while she was grinding herself down on him like she was never going to stop.
They could not watch. It was not the entertainment it had always been, and yet no one stopped it. One by one they slunk from the room as if ashamed they could neither bear to see any more of it nor intervene to bring it to an end. The look on her face was truly terrifying, and all the time she is smothering the shit out of the man underneath her.
“She can’t control herself. We have to do something.”
They were wrong, and even not knowing they were wrong still they did nothing. Becky knew exactly what she was doing even through the haze of orgasm and the grinding anger finding its outlet on the unyielding face beneath her. However much he and the watchers were sure he could not survive much more of it, she knew just where the limit was and she took it up to that edge until it was balanced precariously right there.
Something happened to that man that night, something that was quite unexpected. Only he and Becky knew about it, and it changed both of their lives forever. In the midst of his terror, his suffering, and her wild sexuality, there was a beauty, a trust and a nurture that stayed with them.
And no one except the two of them ever knew why it was that from then on Becky frequently borrowed that smotherbox.
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The Smother Box Part 2 (by DarkWatch)
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Posted:Jan 6, 2018 7:03 am
Last Updated:May 13, 2018 6:06 pm 3084 Views
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The girls had arrived just as I had finished up with Jeremy. I should have taken a picture of his face as I was leaving the room. It was priceless!
Straightening my dress as I arrived at the door Ladies, come on in! My girlfriends from work, Lia, Autumn and Dina had come over for what they thought was a girls get-together. The house was instantly filled with laughter and perfume.
Hey, Wendy, where’s that adorable hubby of yours? Autumn asked. With a firey mane of hair, her name fit her perfectly. Jeremy is in the guest room. He’s being punished for coming home late I said. Oh really, what did you dream up this time Wendy? an inquisitive Lia wanted to know. Come on, tell us! squealed Dina.
My girlfriends knew I had a dark side; I spilled the beans one night over drinks at the bar. Instead of being stunned, they wanted to know more about how Jeremy and I ‘played’. And I was more than happy to show them.
Why don’t we skip dinner and get straight to dessert. With drinks in hand, we made our way to where my darling was.
As we walked into the room, I heard a sound that told me he was snoozing. Flicking the light switch, Sweetheart, look who’s here! Oh wait a minute, you can’t!
I awoke to bright light and the sound of women’s laughter. Who else was here?
Jeremy darling, some of my friends from work came over for dessert and drinks. You remember, Dina, Autumn and Tiffany don’t you? Because you decided it was ok to be late, I’ve decided that you need to be taught a lesson.
Immediately, I attempted to escape from my restrains; my body was sore from being on the floor for so long.
Seriously you need to stop moving around, you’re not going anywhere until we’re done, you understand?
Sweetie, I’m sorry for not being on time, please don’t do this, I asked in my most plaintive voice
Oh, you won’t ever think of disrespecting me again after tonight, Jeremy, Wendy said. We’ll make sure of that
With this she came up next to my helpless body and knelt next to me. She said that dark voice of hers, Dearest, I want to ensure you are ‘up’ for my friends here, so open up and take you medicine. She showed me a glass, I was nice enough to mix your Cialis with some whiskey to make it go down easier.
I kept my mouth closed, not wanting to give in to her demands. Her hand gripped my face roughly, Sub, if you don’t comply, I will be forced to use stronger measures, and it’ll go harder on you. I want you very hard tonight for my friends and my enjoyment. You will not embarrass me by not being rock hard all night for my friends.
I still resisted, but then her other hand slapped me across the face and pinched my nose shut. I held my breath for as long as I could, but finally running out of air I had to gasp through my mouth. Wendy was too quick for me and pushed a funnel into my open mouth. I gagged. Holding it in place, she then took the glass and held it over my head. Slowly she tipped it forward until the dark liquid began to pour into the funnel. I felt the cold whiskey enter my mouth, but I couldn’t stop it from going down my throat. I gagged as the mixture went straight down my neck into my stomach.
There, that’s not so bad, is it? A good boy needs to take his medicine after all. Ladies, I suggest we have our snack and give my sub’s medicine a little time to work its hardening magic.
With that, they turned off the lights and the three ladies again left me strapped down on the floor with my head in the smother box.
Alone in the dark I pulled against my ties trying to work myself loose. However, Wendy did too good a job securing me across the floor, and I couldn’t move in any direction. I could feel the warmth of the whiskey spread through my body. I knew that my scheming mistress’ plan worked, because I felt the Cialis mixed in the whiskey cause the warmth also to center on my cock. I felt it begin to grown despite trying to keep flaccid.
I could hear the girls laughing in the next room from time to time. Then after a while the quieted, and I heard footsteps approach the room. The door opened and I could see my mistress silhouetted against the light. She was magnificent, tall and beautiful. I could see her Dark Goddess had risen by the tilt of her head and the commanding way she stood there coolly surveying her bound sub.
I see your medicine has had its desired effect, she said. Walking over to me, her foot pressed down against my erection. I whimpered as she ground her heel into my cock. This is mine to use tonight, dearest. So I’m glad it’s ready for our fun. Autumn pulled the high card, so she gets to use you first.
Autumn slipped around Wendy and turned on the light. I want to see him helpless below me if you don’t mind.
Be my guest, said my captor.
Autumn sauntered over to me, turned around and while sipping her wine hiked up her skirt and I was treated to the sight of her pussy. She was a natural red head as she had a nicely trimmed, but very red bush just above her pussy lips. It was obvious she had been anticipating this, as she had removed her panties and her lips were already swollen and parted. She then lowered herself down cutting off my sight. It’s been a while since I was eaten out, so I’ll just use his oh-so-convenient mouth.
I heard Wendy say, Now Jeremy. You have to show Autumn what a good cunt licker you are. If she tells me you aren’t doing a good job, clothespins will be fastened to your penis.
Autumn lowered herself down on my face and I extended my tongue to her wet cunt. I heard her gasp loudly as I began to eat her out to the best of my ability. Her hips moved on the box in time with my thrusting tongue.
Oooo, Wendy, he does know how to use his mouth! Autumn cried out.
Above the noises of my slurping, and Autumn’s cries, I heard Dina say, Wendy, I have to compliment you. His prick is magnificent. You must be kept very satisfied with that pole between your legs.
Oh, you have no idea, my dear. Let me show you how I keep it even bigger and harder.
I then felt a hand on my engorged member. With practiced ease, Wendy fastened my ball spreaders on my genitals. One leather strap went around the base of my shaft while another went between my balls effectively spreading them apart before attaching back to the first ring. I heard a click as my balls were spread and separated and my cock was tightly bound.
Oh my god, Dina said, you’re so inventive. His prick is getting even bigger and purpler! It looks like it’s getting ready to pop.
Wendy chuckled and gave my manhood a slap causing me to jerk and cry out. Why don’t you give it a try since you can’t seem to take you eyes off my sub’s tool?
I heard some rustling and then felt something wet and wonderful settle onto my hard erection. With a gasp, Dina lowered herself, impaling her pussy on my swollen and bound cock. Autumn began to buck harder on my face, obviously the sight of her friend fucking me, and my urgent tongue was having a positive effect.
I heard Wendy’s voice from above me, If you cum before I let you sub, just know my ire will be great. Unless you want to spend the entire weekend bound in that box, you better focus on your task.
Autumn then went rigid and let out a loud cry. I was treated to her cum soaking my face in the box as she shuddered a few times as her orgasm swept through her body. I let my tongue relax some but kept thrusting my hips up into Dina as best I could strapped down.
Finally Lia spoke up, Autumn, you selfish girl. Get off him and let someone else have a ride.
For the first time in a half hour I got some fresh air as Autumn was helped to stand up and climb off the smother box. Obviously Lia had gotten ready as she was completely naked and quickly took her place where Autumn had just been. For the next 10 minutes I was assaulted from both ends as Lia rode my tongue and Dina my hard cock.
Their shared enjoyment grew and they both started to climax at the same time. I guess seeing each other getting off pushed their buttons as they both came screaming at the same time, helplessly pounding me beneath their bodies.
I felt like I was going to be black and blue for a week from the pounding they gave me. At last they both achieved release and slumped against each other. I finally relaxed, my body sore, my tongue worn out.
Autumn was helping her friends climb off me and turned to my mistress and asked, Wendy, what about you? You’ve been so gracious in allowing us to use your sub for our enjoyment. Won’t you take a turn? Can you make him cum for us? That would be hot.
I think I can do better than that, chuckled Wendy. How about you see why I call him my ‘dildo ’. I looked up and saw her standing there holding her strap on in one hand, and wearing a mischievous smile on her lips.
Oh my, Wendy, aren’t you the naughty one? laughed Lia.
Help me out, girlfriends. Each take a leg, Wendy instructed as she unbolted my ankles from the floor. Lia and Autumn each took one of my ankles and Wendy had them pull them up raising my ass off the floor. They took my legs and pulled me in half until my ankles were up to where my wrists were attached to the smother box. Wendy quickly attached my ankle cuffs to the box and I was bent in two – totally exposed for whatever my Dom wanted. Never had I felt so helpless before.
Wendy then stood over me and made sure I could watch as she slowly attached the straps around her waist and around her legs. Then she put the large purple dildo against her midsection and it jutted out from her like her own cock. I saw the look on her face that her dark goddess had risen, and knew I was in trouble.
She knelt before me and spit on my asshole that was now pointing up in the air for all to see. Positioning her large dildo against my back door, she pushed herself up on her toes and leaned over me like doing a pushup. I could see the tip of the purple invader push against my puckered hole then slowly it violated me. It hurt as I was penetrated and I could feel it slowly spread my asshole. Wendy pushed harder and with a thrust it went inside my tight ass.
I struggled in vain but couldn’t move. Wendy took enjoyment in slowly feeding her monster dildo into my ass hearing my grunts as I struggled to take it. Inch by inch it disappeared into my tight asshole until Wendy was fully pressed down against me.
Holy shit, he took the whole thing! I heard Dina say.
Oh, he’s a good dildo ; I’ve been training him for a while now. It’s time for me to give him a good ass-fucking. Why don’t you stroke him while I pound his abused asshole? Wait, it’s not his, his body is MINE. Mine to do with what I will and I want to fuck it hard.
Wendy then began to pound her cock into me. Back and forth she set up a hard rhythm, giving my ass a good reaming. I felt a hand on my cock at this point and it began to stroke me. I was still hard from the Cialis and the sensation of being fucked.
Wendy began to grunt as each thrust pushed her strap-on deeper into my recess. I heard her moans begin. Her excitement was half from the sensations of the dildo pushing against her core, half from knowing what she was doing to my helpless body. She could see my face trapped in the box, straining from the pounding I was taking, my ass stretched wide.
Yes, that is it. I’m cumming, my mistress growled. She looked me in the eye and barked, You are to cum now Jeremy. It’s mine and I want it, give me your cum!
I had held off for a long time as previously commanded and now let myself go. From the fucking and Lia’s hand almost ripping my prick off I felt my sperm flow from my balls. I yelled like an animal and pushed my hips even further up as it spewed out my cock across my stomach.
Wendy stopped her thrusting and leaned back, the dildo just inside my ass. Oh, that was delicious, Autumn said. I looked and saw all three ladies standing around us with their cameras out taking pictures of me in my humiliation. At this point, I couldn’t care as abused and used as I had been for the last few hours.
Wendy pulled out, stood up and looked her normal regal self. She stepped out of the strap-on harness and dropped it to the floor. The only evidence of what had transpired was a flush across her neck. Come on ladies, time to go have a bottle of wine.
What about Jeremy, asked Lia. Dina looked down at my helpless form, Are you just going to leave him alone in here, Wendy?
Oh, you’re probably right. He’s served us well, so I shouldn’t leave him alone. Wendy reached down to her strap-on and removed the purple dildo. Kneeling by my body, she took the dildo in hand, and placed the tip of it against my exposed asshole. It was still stretched open from its earlier violation. With a single thrust she pushed it in and I felt my already sore hole penetrated as a groan escaped my lips.
There now, happy? He won’t be alone. Wendy got up, and led the ladies from the room and turned out the light.
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The Smother Box Part 2 (by DarkWatch)
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Posted:Jan 6, 2018 7:03 am
Last Updated:May 13, 2018 6:05 pm 2541 Views
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The girls had arrived just as I had finished up with Jeremy. I should have taken a picture of his face as I was leaving the room. It was priceless!
Straightening my dress as I arrived at the door Ladies, come on in! My girlfriends from work, Lia, Autumn and Dina had come over for what they thought was a girls get-together. The house was instantly filled with laughter and perfume.
Hey, Wendy, where’s that adorable hubby of yours? Autumn asked. With a firey mane of hair, her name fit her perfectly. Jeremy is in the guest room. He’s being punished for coming home late I said. Oh really, what did you dream up this time Wendy? an inquisitive Lia wanted to know. Come on, tell us! squealed Dina.
My girlfriends knew I had a dark side; I spilled the beans one night over drinks at the bar. Instead of being stunned, they wanted to know more about how Jeremy and I ‘played’. And I was more than happy to show them.
Why don’t we skip dinner and get straight to dessert. With drinks in hand, we made our way to where my darling was.
As we walked into the room, I heard a sound that told me he was snoozing. Flicking the light switch, Sweetheart, look who’s here! Oh wait a minute, you can’t!
I awoke to bright light and the sound of women’s laughter. Who else was here?
Jeremy darling, some of my friends from work came over for dessert and drinks. You remember, Dina, Autumn and Tiffany don’t you? Because you decided it was ok to be late, I’ve decided that you need to be taught a lesson.
Immediately, I attempted to escape from my restrains; my body was sore from being on the floor for so long.
Seriously you need to stop moving around, you’re not going anywhere until we’re done, you understand?
Sweetie, I’m sorry for not being on time, please don’t do this, I asked in my most plaintive voice
Oh, you won’t ever think of disrespecting me again after tonight, Jeremy, Wendy said. We’ll make sure of that
With this she came up next to my helpless body and knelt next to me. She said that dark voice of hers, Dearest, I want to ensure you are ‘up’ for my friends here, so open up and take you medicine. She showed me a glass, I was nice enough to mix your Cialis with some whiskey to make it go down easier.
I kept my mouth closed, not wanting to give in to her demands. Her hand gripped my face roughly, Sub, if you don’t comply, I will be forced to use stronger measures, and it’ll go harder on you. I want you very hard tonight for my friends and my enjoyment. You will not embarrass me by not being rock hard all night for my friends.
I still resisted, but then her other hand slapped me across the face and pinched my nose shut. I held my breath for as long as I could, but finally running out of air I had to gasp through my mouth. Wendy was too quick for me and pushed a funnel into my open mouth. I gagged. Holding it in place, she then took the glass and held it over my head. Slowly she tipped it forward until the dark liquid began to pour into the funnel. I felt the cold whiskey enter my mouth, but I couldn’t stop it from going down my throat. I gagged as the mixture went straight down my neck into my stomach.
There, that’s not so bad, is it? A good boy needs to take his medicine after all. Ladies, I suggest we have our snack and give my sub’s medicine a little time to work its hardening magic.
With that, they turned off the lights and the three ladies again left me strapped down on the floor with my head in the smother box.
Alone in the dark I pulled against my ties trying to work myself loose. However, Wendy did too good a job securing me across the floor, and I couldn’t move in any direction. I could feel the warmth of the whiskey spread through my body. I knew that my scheming mistress’ plan worked, because I felt the Cialis mixed in the whiskey cause the warmth also to center on my cock. I felt it begin to grown despite trying to keep flaccid.
I could hear the girls laughing in the next room from time to time. Then after a while the quieted, and I heard footsteps approach the room. The door opened and I could see my mistress silhouetted against the light. She was magnificent, tall and beautiful. I could see her Dark Goddess had risen by the tilt of her head and the commanding way she stood there coolly surveying her bound sub.
I see your medicine has had its desired effect, she said. Walking over to me, her foot pressed down against my erection. I whimpered as she ground her heel into my cock. This is mine to use tonight, dearest. So I’m glad it’s ready for our fun. Autumn pulled the high card, so she gets to use you first.
Autumn slipped around Wendy and turned on the light. I want to see him helpless below me if you don’t mind.
Be my guest, said my captor.
Autumn sauntered over to me, turned around and while sipping her wine hiked up her skirt and I was treated to the sight of her pussy. She was a natural red head as she had a nicely trimmed, but very red bush just above her pussy lips. It was obvious she had been anticipating this, as she had removed her panties and her lips were already swollen and parted. She then lowered herself down cutting off my sight. It’s been a while since I was eaten out, so I’ll just use his oh-so-convenient mouth.
I heard Wendy say, Now Jeremy. You have to show Autumn what a good cunt licker you are. If she tells me you aren’t doing a good job, clothespins will be fastened to your penis.
Autumn lowered herself down on my face and I extended my tongue to her wet cunt. I heard her gasp loudly as I began to eat her out to the best of my ability. Her hips moved on the box in time with my thrusting tongue.
Oooo, Wendy, he does know how to use his mouth! Autumn cried out.
Above the noises of my slurping, and Autumn’s cries, I heard Dina say, Wendy, I have to compliment you. His prick is magnificent. You must be kept very satisfied with that pole between your legs.
Oh, you have no idea, my dear. Let me show you how I keep it even bigger and harder.
I then felt a hand on my engorged member. With practiced ease, Wendy fastened my ball spreaders on my genitals. One leather strap went around the base of my shaft while another went between my balls effectively spreading them apart before attaching back to the first ring. I heard a click as my balls were spread and separated and my cock was tightly bound.
Oh my god, Dina said, you’re so inventive. His prick is getting even bigger and purpler! It looks like it’s getting ready to pop.
Wendy chuckled and gave my manhood a slap causing me to jerk and cry out. Why don’t you give it a try since you can’t seem to take you eyes off my sub’s tool?
I heard some rustling and then felt something wet and wonderful settle onto my hard erection. With a gasp, Dina lowered herself, impaling her pussy on my swollen and bound cock. Autumn began to buck harder on my face, obviously the sight of her friend fucking me, and my urgent tongue was having a positive effect.
I heard Wendy’s voice from above me, If you cum before I let you sub, just know my ire will be great. Unless you want to spend the entire weekend bound in that box, you better focus on your task.
Autumn then went rigid and let out a loud cry. I was treated to her cum soaking my face in the box as she shuddered a few times as her orgasm swept through her body. I let my tongue relax some but kept thrusting my hips up into Dina as best I could strapped down.
Finally Lia spoke up, Autumn, you selfish girl. Get off him and let someone else have a ride.
For the first time in a half hour I got some fresh air as Autumn was helped to stand up and climb off the smother box. Obviously Lia had gotten ready as she was completely naked and quickly took her place where Autumn had just been. For the next 10 minutes I was assaulted from both ends as Lia rode my tongue and Dina my hard cock.
Their shared enjoyment grew and they both started to climax at the same time. I guess seeing each other getting off pushed their buttons as they both came screaming at the same time, helplessly pounding me beneath their bodies.
I felt like I was going to be black and blue for a week from the pounding they gave me. At last they both achieved release and slumped against each other. I finally relaxed, my body sore, my tongue worn out.
Autumn was helping her friends climb off me and turned to my mistress and asked, Wendy, what about you? You’ve been so gracious in allowing us to use your sub for our enjoyment. Won’t you take a turn? Can you make him cum for us? That would be hot.
I think I can do better than that, chuckled Wendy. How about you see why I call him my ‘dildo ’. I looked up and saw her standing there holding her strap on in one hand, and wearing a mischievous smile on her lips.
Oh my, Wendy, aren’t you the naughty one? laughed Lia.
Help me out, girlfriends. Each take a leg, Wendy instructed as she unbolted my ankles from the floor. Lia and Autumn each took one of my ankles and Wendy had them pull them up raising my ass off the floor. They took my legs and pulled me in half until my ankles were up to where my wrists were attached to the smother box. Wendy quickly attached my ankle cuffs to the box and I was bent in two – totally exposed for whatever my Dom wanted. Never had I felt so helpless before.
Wendy then stood over me and made sure I could watch as she slowly attached the straps around her waist and around her legs. Then she put the large purple dildo against her midsection and it jutted out from her like her own cock. I saw the look on her face that her dark goddess had risen, and knew I was in trouble.
She knelt before me and spit on my asshole that was now pointing up in the air for all to see. Positioning her large dildo against my back door, she pushed herself up on her toes and leaned over me like doing a pushup. I could see the tip of the purple invader push against my puckered hole then slowly it violated me. It hurt as I was penetrated and I could feel it slowly spread my asshole. Wendy pushed harder and with a thrust it went inside my tight ass.
I struggled in vain but couldn’t move. Wendy took enjoyment in slowly feeding her monster dildo into my ass hearing my grunts as I struggled to take it. Inch by inch it disappeared into my tight asshole until Wendy was fully pressed down against me.
Holy shit, he took the whole thing! I heard Dina say.
Oh, he’s a good dildo ; I’ve been training him for a while now. It’s time for me to give him a good ass-fucking. Why don’t you stroke him while I pound his abused asshole? Wait, it’s not his, his body is MINE. Mine to do with what I will and I want to fuck it hard.
Wendy then began to pound her cock into me. Back and forth she set up a hard rhythm, giving my ass a good reaming. I felt a hand on my cock at this point and it began to stroke me. I was still hard from the Cialis and the sensation of being fucked.
Wendy began to grunt as each thrust pushed her strap-on deeper into my recess. I heard her moans begin. Her excitement was half from the sensations of the dildo pushing against her core, half from knowing what she was doing to my helpless body. She could see my face trapped in the box, straining from the pounding I was taking, my ass stretched wide.
Yes, that is it. I’m cumming, my mistress growled. She looked me in the eye and barked, You are to cum now Jeremy. It’s mine and I want it, give me your cum!
I had held off for a long time as previously commanded and now let myself go. From the fucking and Lia’s hand almost ripping my prick off I felt my sperm flow from my balls. I yelled like an animal and pushed my hips even further up as it spewed out my cock across my stomach.
Wendy stopped her thrusting and leaned back, the dildo just inside my ass. Oh, that was delicious, Autumn said. I looked and saw all three ladies standing around us with their cameras out taking pictures of me in my humiliation. At this point, I couldn’t care as abused and used as I had been for the last few hours.
Wendy pulled out, stood up and looked her normal regal self. She stepped out of the strap-on harness and dropped it to the floor. The only evidence of what had transpired was a flush across her neck. Come on ladies, time to go have a bottle of wine.
What about Jeremy, asked Lia. Dina looked down at my helpless form, Are you just going to leave him alone in here, Wendy?
Oh, you’re probably right. He’s served us well, so I shouldn’t leave him alone. Wendy reached down to her strap-on and removed the purple dildo. Kneeling by my body, she took the dildo in hand, and placed the tip of it against my exposed asshole. It was still stretched open from its earlier violation. With a single thrust she pushed it in and I felt my already sore hole penetrated as a groan escaped my lips.
There now, happy? He won’t be alone. Wendy got up, and led the ladies from the room and turned out the light.
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The Smother Box Part 1 (by DarkWatch)
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Posted:Jan 6, 2018 6:44 am
Last Updated:Jun 30, 2019 12:50 pm 1967 Views
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Damn, I swore as I saw what time it was. I had told Wendy that I’d be home in time for dinner at 6, and now it was 6:20. I had stayed at the bar for just one more with the guys and now I was late. I hoped she wasn’t too upset. I know she puts a lot of effort in making everything just right and it irks here when her plans get shot.
I let myself in and hoped I could play it off. Hi baby, I’m home. I moved into the dining room and saw that the table was already set. The nice plates were set out with candles already burning. Crap, I again swore to myself.
Wendy came into the room carrying a platter, Hi Jeremy. You seem to be a bit tardy. Something keep you? She was a vision of loveliness. She had a long sensual body with a lovely black dress that hugged her lithe curves. She came over to me and took me by the hand and led me to my seat.
I’m sure you had a valid reason, now why don’t we sit down; we don’t want the food to get even colder.
I sighed. Looks like you got by this time, I thought to myself. I sat down and saw a lovely dinner of glazed chicken, mashed potatoes, and green beans laid out before us. I served Wendy first, then myself and sat back.
Oh, almost forgot the aperitif, Wendy smiled, I fixed you a special drink. With this, she handed me a glass. She took up her own which was filled with what was apparently wine. Bottoms up, Jeremy. I know you like a nice jack and diet at the end of a hard day.
I took a long draught and licked my lips. Thanks sweetie, that’s really thoughtful of you.
Her grin grew even more devilish, You are so welcome, but don’t thank me just yet.
We started in on dinner and soon I began to get tired. At first I thought it was just the long day catching up to me, but soon realized that the room was starting to spin. I looked up at Wendy who was now just watching me with her chin resting in her hands. Her elbows were on the table and her grin was growing. I tried to stand, but slipped back down to the chair.
Wendy stood and came over to me, Oh poor Jeremy. I guess I forgot to tell you that Ambien and alcohol don’t mix. Seems it can intensify the effects. Anything else she said was lost in the fog that was quickly coming over me. I made one more effort to gain my feet, but to no avail and I slid into a dark stupor.
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Sometime later I awoke to darkness. My head was still foggy and I couldn’t see. Blinking my eyes I realized something wasn’t right. Confused, I tried to move and discovered that I was flat on my back and seemed incapable of movement. The dazed feeling was still on me and I tried to figure out my predicament, but without success. Hey, I managed to feebly cry out. What’s going on?
After a few minutes of unsuccessful attempts at finding out where I was, or regaining my sight, I finally heard footsteps. I stopped moving and crying out. I sensed a silent presence close to me, and a chill went over me, not knowing what was happening.
Well, my pet, I heard Wendy say in her sultry deep voice. It was well above me, but then came close to my head. It seems you are in quite the pickle here. You ‘inconvenienced’ me by being unable to make it to my dinner at the required time, a delectable meal that I made so lovingly for you. I guess you will now be inconvenienced for my benefit.
What’s going on? Where am I? I asked
Oh, I moved you to the guest room while you were unconscious. I also took the liberty of making you more ‘presentable’ and in a much more useable position, would you like to see?
My eyes were stunned by a sudden light. It seems she had me blindfolded before, and that was taking away my sight. My eyes blinked several times, and the scene swam before me. I guess the ambient was still in my system. Once my eyes focused I could see Wendy crouching down next to me. Shifting my head left and right all I could see was a small wooden box framing my face with my neck being held down by the bottom section. I tried to move without success. I was flat on my back stretched out on her floor.
Oh, don’t worry about going anywhere, Jeremy. I’ve also taken the liberty to attach your hands to the box frame and your legs are held down by some eyebolts I put into the floor. Mister, you are going to have to pay the price for making me wait for you. You are not going anywhere until I say so. I finished the dinner, but I think you missed yours. I guess I’ll have to give you something else to eat, won’t I?
She then reached over and took what looked like the lid from a toilet seat and rested it on the edges of the box frame surrounding my head. It rested at the level of my face. She then turned around and straddled my body. I could see that she had removed her skirt and was naked from the waist down.
Slowly she sat backwards and I saw her rear inexorably moving towards my helpless face. She slowly sat down on the seat, and her rear was pressed lightly against my forehead, her pussy lips grazing my nose. Most of the light had been cut off from her body, but enough remained for me to appreciate the predicament that I was in. I tried to move, but felt the straps on my ankles preventing my legs from shifting, and my wrists were up against my head, on the outside of the box. I pulled helplessly against my ties, my torso writhing on the cold floor.
You better start licking me, and do a good job, dear. If you don’t, the repercussions could be severe. Right then, I felt a sharp pain strike my exposed manhood.
Augh, I realized in my addled state how correct she was. Wendy is quite merciless when her Dark Goddess makes an appearance. I quickly got to work. I stuck out my tongue and found that her lips had become swollen and her sweet nectar was already flowing. I guess getting me prepared had already gotten my mistress slightly aroused.
Wendy began to moan and move her hips. She always likes to sit on my face and let me eat her out. That’s it baby, keep licking me. Don’t forget about my other hole while you’re down there. Do a good job! If you leave me unsatisfied I’ll just have to leave you there ‘till morning.
I alternated my talented tongue between her wet pussy and her tight puckered little hole. She was squealing with delight as I pushed my thrusting tongue past the tight muscles. I tried to shift my position, but was helpless to do so, and my neck was beginning to feel the strain. It was very claustrophobic, her sitting on top of my face, blocking all my sight by her shapely backside, and my head held tightly down in her smother box.
I felt her lean forward, she reached down and grabbed my penis which had become turgid. Hey, you are not going to be getting any enjoyment out of this, Jeremy. You might as well get that thought out of your head.
Finally, my questing tongue did its job and I heard Wendy scream on top of me. She was humping up and down, squashing my nose into her rear as my tongue attempted to get as deep as possible into her wet channel. She gave a final shudder and collapsed forward, her hands resting onto my tight stomach.
She sighed and climbed off the box, finally giving me some air. Can you let me go now, baby? I think I repaid you for my transgression? I asked of her.
oooh, that was a good orgasm pet. However, as you didn’t see fit to consider my hard to be of any importance, I decided to throw a party for some of my friends from work. I bet they’ll appreciate my hard work and cooking. You’re just going to have to stay here. Maybe I’ll even use your helpless body as a special treat for them, would you like that? How would you like to be the special desert I told them I had prepared?
Too shocked for words, I just stared at her, open-mouthed and watched her leave. I pulled helplessly against the ropes, but could not free myself. Wendy slowly sauntered to the hallway, turning out the light and shutting the door behind her.
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Face to ass
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Posted:Jan 2, 2017 7:30 pm
Last Updated:Sep 2, 2018 7:13 am 3607 Views
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So she came over and was so happy that she finally had it made. It was something that looked like a thong but there was a second piece, a head harness and with extra straps that connected it to the string part. She was like “you want to give it a try this is something I always wanted”. I told her “I don't know what if I want to get out of it??” She told me just tap on her ass cheek and she would let me out of it. She was someone that I knew I should not trust to do that scene with. In the past she has not honoured her promise when it comes to ass and face games.
After looking reluctant to her and pausing I finally said ok. She handed me the head harness part and while she began to undress and put on the thong part. As I fit it to my head she handed me some wrist cuff telling me to put them on. I told her "I thought this would be simple…" She began to get angrier with me & once I noticed this I reluctantly put on the cuffs. Here we were both naked with her standing and me kneeling. She said "get against the wall facing out: I want to make sure I get it good and snug". I did as I was told as she started to back her ass to my face. Looking up to her I again ask, “you will let me out when I want right?” She looked over her shoulder and again said “yes..” and moved one of her hands behind my head pushing my face to her ass. I started to feel the sensation of her ass cheeks wrapping around my face with my mouth right on her asshole. All I could see was ass cheek and my mouth oh her hole. I could feel her starting to strap the two harnesses together pulling my face in slightly harder against her ass. She then told me to put my hand on her hips and I did as I was told. I noticed she somehow clipped the wrist straps to her part of the harness. Once she was done she did a slight side to side wiggle saying “in there good??” and giggled. I nodded yes with a muffled “mmmm mmm” sound. That is when she said in an annoyed tone that I was still able to move my face a bit too much and was when she started to back up till I felt the wall on the back of my head. I began to wonder what she was doing then I felt her ass push back hard on my face while she pulled tight on the straps forcing my face tight up against her ass crack. Luckily I was still able to breathe through the top her crack. But the feeling of her ass was pressing hard on my face and was so tight. She then began to walk around as I was forced to crawl behind her feeling her ass cheeks wiggle side to side. I had no idea where she was walking to and crawling behind her was starting to hurt my knees. I tried to signal to her I wanted to stop but I noticed when I tried to speak all I got was my lips brushing her ass crack and when I tried to tap her ass cheek it seems like she didn’t even know what it meant! That is when she told me “hmmm are you trying to say something?” and came up with a signal. She would ask a question and told me that a tongue in the asshole meant "yes" and a lick meant "no". She then asked me if it was a tight fit with my face in her ass. As I frantically pushed my tongue deep in her ass she moaned out. She would moan out "mmm yes’s that is good". And then continued to walk. She never asked another question giving me no chance to get free! Then I noticed she stopped walking and not knowing where I was at in the house I began to hear noises of her playing with something. Then I became familiar with the sound; it was the sound of the treadmill!! Knowing how sweaty she could get when she worked out I desperately tried to pull back but was stuck fast in her naked crack. I could hear it running as she moved slightly forward. Once she was on it her cheeks rubbed side to side hard on my face, my face squashed in deep, my eyes pressed shut occasionally by her soft round cheeks. She then told me “you know, if you get me feeling really good with a tongue in the ass I won't walk on this so long…” I began to franticly start to tongue and lick her ass, hoping she would not be on her walk for long. After about 20 min she finally got off the treadmill. Her ass crack was very hot on my face, the sweat running down the length, over my nose. I was so happy that I didn't notice I stopped tonguing her. She told me “keep doing it or its back for a walk work out”. All I could do was give a muffled sound and began my tongue task where I left off. She then began to drag me around to another place in the room. After she stopped she began to back up and slowly sit downward, forcing me to bend at the knees as I felt a chair on the back of my head. She was sitting at the computer as she bend down to sit my face adjusting slightly and I could see up her back a little. All I could see was her ass cheeks meeting up with her back to the back of her blonde ponytail. Oh God!! I though as I heard her get online and log into a chat. I began to struggle knowing she would be on chat for hours. I could hear her type away as I knew this would take hours I began to whimper causing her to say “stop it or I will give you something to whimper about…” Hour after hour went by as I started to doze off with my face getting ass squashed, the sweaty scent of her ass filling my senses. What seemed for hours went by and she must of notice me sleeping, she would wiggle and ask if I was ok in which I would stuff my tongue in her ass. As she moaned out he said, “if you stop I am going to give you a mouth full of fart”. I was horrified and began to give her an ass licking and sucking session hoping I would not fall asleep again. Luckily she was not on the computer much longer, she stood up dragging her new pair of face-underwear behind her. I notice from the feel on my knees that we were entering the living room. Again she stopped and began to back up. She must have been on the couch with his ass over the edge all she said was good night and she began to lay down on her back. Here I was getting my face laid on while she fell asleep. As she lay fullweight, my face was utterly crushed, my head being forced side to side as she tossed and turned. After sometime I must have dozed off too, waking up to her wiggling and standing up. To my surprise and joy she unclipped one of my wrists and said “ok hear is the deal you get your hand round and rub my clit whilst I enjoy the feeling of your face wedged into my hot ass crack and I will let you go. If not I am going to call over another sitter and strap you face to that ass too”. I reached out knowing this was the only way I would get out of this and softly rubbed my fingers around her wet opening. I began to tongue and suck her sweaty ass hoping she would cum sooner. She then began to bend down which seemed to be like she was getting on all fours. Her bending down had the impact of spreading her cheeks apart further, my nose pressing flat to the damp crack and her tight hole pressing and rubbing against my mouth.I tried not to notice as I keep stroking and mouth working her ass. Finally with a grunt and moan I could feel her body start to twitch, her ass cheeks contracting around my sore face. She was in this position for awhile and began to sit upright. I noticed she was un-strapping the harnesses. She released us and stood up as I started to get the head harness off. She was saying how great that was while she took her part off. She said “we have to do that again, it was 18 hours of your face in my ass”. I told her never again. That was when she got angry again and said that "oh yes you will". I barely got the harness off when she grabs the back of my head and pushed it down to the floor. That is when I noticed she had placed her well-worn work out sneakers by her feet. I was begging "please no" as she laughed and push my face in the shoes. I got the taste of sweaty feet at the same time as having to inhale the awful smell. That is when I could feel her moving. She got up on my back standing on it as I struggled under her. She told me that I would do it again and said "if you won't then you can stay like this". That is when she started to walk up my back and stood on the back of my head. Forcing my face down even harder in the shoe tasting her insole. She told me she would not get off till I agreed. Unable to say anything I just put my arms out in submission. I was glad when she got off. As I slowly moved my face up she just told me "get ready for next weekend". I began to ponder the thought of getting my face strapped to an ass and be used ass someone’s underwear.
Suddenly a smile came across my face. I am so happy with my new situation.
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Craft Show (By Lone Stranger, originally posted at Mistress Destiny's Femdom Forum)
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Posted:Aug 7, 2010 2:00 pm
Last Updated:Dec 27, 2016 6:43 pm 30065 Views
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Dave had a real problem. How was he going to tell his wife, Lisa? He mouthed off to his boss at work and got fired. It all just got out of hand somehow. He got mad over nothing really and said some stuff and one thing led do another and the next thing you know he was fired. He was headed home right now to tell her. He sure wished he didn’t have to tell her. She was really going to be mad. She was always accusing him of being worthless and not doing enough to bring home some extra money. And just at a time when they really needed the money. Lisa was just finishing her last year of school and things had really gotten expensive.
In fact that was just what Lisa was wrestling with as Dave was headed home. Her sorority and her sister sorority were known campus wide as having the best-looking girls on campus. Every year they joined forces and had kind of a private craft show. Various vendors would set up booths and sell their wares to the sorority girls. A quarter of the proceeds were donated to charity and the vendors kept the rest. Everybody won. The sorority girls had fun, the vendors made some money, and the charity gained some much-needed support. While the vendors usually came from outside the sorority, Lisa planned on setting up a booth of her own and try to make some much-needed money. But, for the life of her she couldn’t think of what to do. She and Dave weren’t very crafty and she thought of trying to do nails or maybe braid hair or something, but there were always people doing that and to tell the truth she wasn’t that good at it any way. She thought of putting Dave in a “kissing booth”, but he wasn’t so good-looking that good-looking college girls would want to pay to kiss him. She just had to figure something out.
Lisa was racking her brain trying to come up with something when Dave came in and dropped his bomb of bad news.
“That’s just great!” Lisa screamed at him. “Here I’ve been all afternoon trying to come with a way to make some money, and you lose the only income we have! You’re getting more useless all the time!” she continued to berate him.
Dave knew he had really screwed the pooch and was desperate to say something to appease her anger. “I’ll drop to my knees right here and now and kiss your butt if that’ll help,” Dave desperately offered.
“You can’t get off that easy!” she countered. “That won’t put any money on the table!” And just then an idea began to form in her head. “Unless it’s not my ass you’re kissing… yes! That would work… a kissing booth… an ass kissing booth!”
It began to dawn on Dave what she was saying. “What? Kiss who’s ass?”
“At the craft show! We can open a booth and charge the girls for you to kiss their ass!” Lisa was really getting excited. This could really work!
“That’s crazy!” Dave protested, “I can’t kiss ass!”
“Your right!” Lisa said on an obvious roll, “You can’t kiss ass, you can lick ass! We can open an ass-licking booth! These rich college debutants would pay plenty to have their ass licked!”
“But you can’t be serious!” Dave pleaded, “I have to lick the ass of any girl that happens by?”
“Unless you can come up with another plan to make money… this afternoon!” Lisa countered, “Besides these aren’t just any girls. They are the best looking girls on campus. You should feel honored to be licking their ass! Come on lets get ready.”
Dave knew it was useless to resist when Lisa felt this strong about something, there was no talking her out of it. Besides it was his screw-up that got them into this mess in the first place.
Lisa was afraid that the girls might be nervous about someone just kneeling there while they stuck their naked ass in his face. So she had Dave construct a box of sorts that he could get in and while kneeling on a pad his face would be right inside an opening that the girls could back up to with their bare ass.
Then they had some decisions to make, like how much to charge, and how much of an ass licking they would get. They decided to charge $5 and for that they would get a through ass licking. As soon as they were ready Lisa couldn’t wait to try it out. She had Dave get in position and closed up the box. She backed up to the opening and bared her ass and said, “Start licking!”
When Dave stuck his face in her ass he hesitated because of the strong smell. Lisa’s ass wasn’t very fresh as it was a long time since her morning shower. Lisa told him that he would have to get used to it as he was going to be licking every ass that presented itself and some of them wouldn’t be very fresh.
It turns out that David wasn’t any better at licking ass that he was at anything else. It took hours of painstaking instructions for Dave to finally get it right. Lisa made him lick her ass over and over until he got it right with berating him all the time. Lick harder, lick slower, lick faster, and on and on until, at last, Dave became a pretty good ass licker. At first Lisa’s ass tasted strong of sweat and shit, but it wasn’t long until Dave had it as clean as his dinner plate.
They finally decided that Dave should start by making his tongue flat and licking long slow strokes all the way up and down her ass crack about 10 or twelve times and then he should concentrate his licks on and around her asshole licking a little faster as he went about 15 or 20 strokes and then make his tongue pointy and push it past her sphincter and plunge it deep into her asshole and thoroughly lick it out. Ending with sticking his tongue as deep as it would go in her asshole and sucking for ten seconds or so.
Finally Dave was told to go to bed and rest his tongue because tomorrow it was going to see lots of use. Dave didn’t rest very well. For one he couldn’t get the taste of Lisa’s ass out of his mouth. He just kept worrying about all the strange assholes he would be licking tomorrow.
The next morning Dave and Lisa showed up at the sorority house early and began to set up. Dave got into his box and Lisa set up the signs she had prepared. Just to get him started Lisa decided to let Dave lick her ass till opening time. She pulled down the jeans she had been wearing and stuck her bare ass in Dave’s face and told him to lick it like he had been taught. The cleanliness he had licked into her ass the day before was long gone and it smelled just as strong as ever and tasted just as bad as yesterday. As Dave licked her ass with abandon Lisa leaned back and enjoyed the feeling and thought of all the money this was going to make.
At opening time Lisa, with her now refreshed ass, assumed her seat at the money table just as the first two customers arrived. Two blonde haired girls with slim athletic figures saw Lisa’s sign and began to laugh. “What’s the catch?” one of them inquired. Lisa assured them that there was no catch. You paid $5 and Dave there would lick your bare ass out real good. “Ewe!” The first one said, “Wouldn’t that stink?”
“I don’t care,” the second one said, “That’s his problem, I want my ass licked out!” She paid her money and walked over and pulled down the shorts she was wearing and panties and stuck her shapely ass in Dave’s face. At first he was assaulted by her ass stink, but got to licking as he had been taught. It tasted different from Lisa’s ass. It was just as bad as Lisa’s ass only different. After seeing the look of satisfaction on her friend’s face the first girl decided she would have a go as well. After all if he could stand the taste of her friend’s ass she figured he could stand her’s. Pretty soon both girls were leaving with smiles on their faces and Dave was left with their taste in his mouth.
The next girl to arrive was a knock out. She had jet-black hair, blue eyes, and a petite sun tanned body. She was wearing shorts and a tee shirt with sandals, which showed off her pretty red toes. She too wondered about the sign. After Lisa explained it was no trick she decided she had to try it. She had been walking since breakfast and figured her ass might not be that fresh, but Lisa lied and assured her than it didn’t matter in the slightest that Dave was used to that. In no time she had paid her money, dropped her shorts and panties, and stuck her smelly ass in Dave’s face and was enjoying the sensation of actually having her ass licked. She was really enjoying it. You tell by the look on her face. When Dave stuck his tongue in her asshole and began to lick it out she involuntarily let a fart go right in his open mouth. “Wow!” she said, “I’ve never farted in someone’s mouth before. That was awesome!!” She said to Lisa. She never gave Dave and what he thought of it any mind at all. She just enjoyed Dave cleaning out the asshole that just farted in his mouth. She probably figured that if someone was going to go about licking out assholes, he was probably used to eating farts. Anyway she left a very satisfied customer vowing to return soon.
Word spread fast and what started as a trickle of girls soon led to a waiting line of giggling bubbling girls all waiting to have their ass licked. There was hardly a moment when Dave didn’t have his tongue in one tasty ass after another. All the girls were fairly good-looking, but Dave had his tongue in every kind of ass possible, tall girls, short girls, blonde haired girls, brunets, redheads, girls with dark complexion, light complexion, debutants, and athletic girls. Dave tasted them all and they all tasted like ass, but he was beginning to tell individual tastes. He hated to admit it, but he was becoming a connesoisseur of girls asses. Some were very dirty and some were fairly clean. He could even taste some side flavors. Some girls took particular delight in farting directly into his mouth. And a few of the meaner ones purposely didn’t wipe themselves after they went to the toilet, preferring to let Dave wipe their ass with his tongue.
The day went very fast and Dave was sure he licked the ass of every girl in both sororities and a lot of them several times. It was late in the day when the housemother, Mrs. Billingsly, came by to see what all the commotion was about. Mrs. Billingsly was a striking woman in her early 50’s. She was a tall blonde that always wore a dress, stockings, and high-heeled pumps.
At first she thought she would have to put a stop to this, but as she observed the girls she saw that they were really enjoying themselves and Dave appeared to acting on his own free will. So as bizarre as the whole thing seamed she decided to withhold judgment until she tried it herself. So she paid her money as asked what she was supposed to do. Lisa explained to her that she just had to hike up her dress and pull down her panties and present her naked ass to David. He would do the rest.
While she was doing that, Lisa quietly said to Dave to give her a double and he better do a good job! Mrs. Billingsly felt reluctant to just stick her bare ass in someone’s face, but after some encouragement from Lisa, she over compensated and slammed her ass into the box burying Dave’s face deep in her ass. David started making long tongue strokes up and down the crack of her ass. You could see from the look on her face that she was really enjoying it as Dave licked deep in her ass crack.
She tasted stronger than the average girl and not quite as fresh as the college coeds. It was different and as Dave continued to lick her he tried to figure out just what made the taste different. As he began to concentrate his licks on her asshole she was becoming visibly excited and began to push her asshole back against David’s face. When he plunged his tongue into her tasty asshole she was almost beside herself with lust and began pumping against his probing tongue. When he began sucking her ass she knew she was going to cum; the first time in years. Dave knew it too. From the way she was shuddering it was going to be a big one. Dave sucked and licked her asshole out with abandon until she finally exploded on his face. When she did she came and came and came. She let Dave
lick her some more as she recovered on his face and even bent back so Dave could reach her pussy to clean it with his tongue. Then as she regained her composure she figured it was probably not a good idea the have a tongue that has been in every asshole in the sororities to be licking her pussy and she pulled it away.
As she pulled up her panties she became somewhat embarrassed about what had just happened with all the girls looking on so she made a hasty exit saying for the girls to “carry on” as she left. To herself she knew that was something she was going to want to try again!
Finally the day drew to a close and Lisa closed up the stand promising to open again the next day. As she was counting up the money Dave lay the floor exhausted. Lisa was thrilled to find that she made nearly two thousand dollars!! That meant that Dave licked nearly 400 asses no wonder he was tired. He couldn’t even eat anything. The taste of ass was so strong in his mouth it was a though his whole mouth was one big asshole.
There was one more day to the craft show and all Lisa could think of is all the money they would make. She didn’t need to encourage Dave to go to bed early, but she didn’t want him lying with his head on the pillow after spending all day in one asshole after another. So she had him slide down and sleep with his face pressed tight into her ass all night. Besides that way he would remain used to the smell of ass and not have to start all over again tomorrow.
Morning came early. As Dave was eating breakfast everything tasted like ass. “Do I have to do it again today? I’ve licked so many assholes my whole mouth tastes like ass. I don’t think I will ever get rid of the taste,” Dave complained.
“Oh, don’t worry, now that you’re used to it the day will go fast. There is just one more day,” said Lisa thinking more about the money than Dave’s welfare.
As usual Lisa started things off by having Dave lick her ass out real good. Then they set up shop and got started for the day. When they opened there was already a queue of girls waiting for Dave’s services. The second day was even busier that the first. The word was out and everybody wanted her ass licked. The only other difference was the girls were more creative and mischievous. Very few just wanted a straight ass licking, most had an angle. They went jogging or bicycling or had just come back from the gym so their ass was all sweaty and nasty. Or they went to the toilet and did a poor job of wiping or no job at all! Or they would fart right in David’s mouth as he was eating their ass out!
Yes, it seamed all of them had some angle or other except Mrs. Billingsly. She was too much of a lady to engage in any of those shenanigans, but she did enjoy having her ass licked and visited David three times that day.
Lisa was making money hand over fist and she wasn’t much concerned about what
David had to do to earn it. Although she did step in once when some girls went to the toilet and made them selves absolutely filthy, she made them go away and clean up some before they would be served. She wasn’t concerned so much about David per se, but if he got sick and wasn’t able to continue the money train would stop and she didn’t want that. Anyway it worked and the word got around because after that the girls weren’t too bad, but they weren’t good either.
David licked one ass after another all day long until at long last he had licked the last ass of the day. He curled up in the corner vowing that he would never get in a predicament like that ever again. He didn’t think he would ever get the taste of asshole out of his mouth. As he lay there trying to recover he noticed Lisa had gone off somewhere. He didn’t care where he was just glad that the Craft Show was finally over and went to sleep.
He was awakened by Lisa’s returning; she was beaming with good news, “You don’t have to find a new job after all. I was talking to Mrs. Billingsly. She is going to let us open a permanent ass licking booth right here in the sorority house!”
“She said it would be good for the girls self-esteem. Only since there is no charity involvement and the sorority house is giving us space we have to lower our price to $2 a licking. And Mrs. Billingsly gets all the ass licking she wants for free. So ass licking is your new job! Isn’t that good news,” Lisa said practically glowing with what she’d arraigned.
David just stared at her in disbelief!
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