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gan moaning continuously.
I think Brian fucked my mouth for about 10 minutes before he gasped loudly and buried his cock as far as it would go in my throat. He lurched and spurted wildly, as I sucked and sucked every last drop of his cum. After swallowing all his cum, I licked him clean and kissed the tip of his cock.
I noticed Meagan still tied like me. Her breasts were pushed out invitingly by her bondage. Neal had bent down and was sucking hard on her tits, while one of his fingers was in her pussy. Neal said to Brian, “out on the couch when you’re ready.” He untied Meagan’s arms from the ceiling rope, got her up and took her out of the dungeon. Brian sat down on the floor in front of me. He said, “you need a little warming up,” and started playing with my tits. He squeezed them and pinched my nipples hard. As his lips sucked and pulled on my hard sensitive nipples, he worked 2 fingers into my cunt and began stroking me.
I was mildly resisting the treatment my breasts were getting, but his fingers were doing their job, and I could hear the sloshing noises his fingers made going in and out of my wet love hole. Brian stopped suddenly. He released the rope tying my wrists to the ceiling and stood me up. We walked out to the rec room where Neal and Meagan were sitting on one of the couches. I was pushed down on my knees in front of Meagan. She was sitting on the edge, in the center of the couch, leaning back with her arms still tied behind her back. Neal was sitting on one side of her, holding one of her legs in his lap. Brian sat down on the other side of Meagan and grabbed her other leg.
Both guys slid their bodies forward to the edge and leaned back on the couch. They spread Meagan’s legs wide apart on their laps, while rubbing their cocks along her smooth legs. They told me to lick her.
Meagan has the most beautiful pussy I have ever seen. I didn’t need any warming up to lick her pussy. Her spread pussy lips were a bright pink that contrasted with her gorgeous creamy white skin. Meagan has a bikini wax job, but leaves a “landing strip” on her mons, pointing to her pink slit. Her landing strip matches the rich dark red hair on her head. Her thick luscious landing strip is neatly trimmed to no more than 1” wide and about 3” long, and less than 1” high. Her lovely pink pussy and dark red landing strip glistened with her pussy juices. I eagerly started licking her pussy lips and MMMMMed at her delicious taste. As soon as I started licking around her love hole, Meagan started quivering and softly groaning. I don’t think Neal and Brian realized just how turned on Meagan was.
They continued rubbing their dicks on her smooth legs, and each had a hand vigorously playing with one of her tits. I licked her clit several times, which made her try to thrust her stretched hips at my tongue. Meagan quickly came after I started sucking her clit. Her pelvis shook, as I held her clit with my lips, and groaned in her throat. It wasn’t a massive orgasm by any means, but satisfying for her, and I don’t think the guys even knew she came. I gave her pussy a long gentle kiss as she came down, but I wasn’t finished. I started over, determined to give Meagan a spectacular orgasm.
Her pussy juices were really flowing now, and I used my tongue to slowly lick and spread her juices everywhere, including her clit. Her love hole was wide open, so I lazily twirled my tongue around it and plunged in. Before I began tongue fucking her, I thoroughly explored every surface of her vagina that my tongue could reach. Meagan wiggled and moaned as my tongue slid in and out of her. I felt the guys holding Meagan, shift on the couch. I glanced up to see that they were watching me now, but still continued tormenting Meagan’s tits. I dared a few quick licks of her clit, which made her gasp and moan louder. She was close, but I wasn’t ready to let her come yet.
I went back to tongue fucking Meagan’s love hole for as long as I thought she could stand it. I could hear her moaning and gasping for breath. It was time. I attacked her clit with my tongue, twirling around it a few times before licking it frantically. Meagan was now whimpering and quivering as her inevitable orgasm built inside her. My lips sucked and pulled her already swollen clit, while my tongue continued to lick it fast. In seconds, Meagan stiffened and then began to shake. I continued sucking her clit as her orgasm swept over her whole body. She shuddered and moaned softly, experiencing the wonderful waves of pleasure that spasmed throughout her.
As soon as I backed away from Meagan, Brian got up from the couch. I could see that both guys had hard erect cocks. Brian took me back into the dungeon and stood me by one of the ropes still hanging from the ceiling, where Meagan and I were bound earlier. He had me bend over at the waist and spread my legs wide apart. My wrists were attached to one of the ropes and pulled high up over my head, binding me in a strappado position. Brian buckled a ball gag deep into my mouth, and produced two 1” wide rubber bands. He stretched each rubber band and snapped it over the base of my dangling 36C tits. I screamed into my gag at the sudden pain, but I didn’t have time to dwell on it.
Neal brought Meagan into the room and tied her strappado style next to me. Brian was now behind me, leaning over my back with his head up between my raised bound arms, and squeezing my tits that felt like stretched water balloons. I turned my head to look at Meagan, and when our eyes met, she smiled. I knew she was OK and eagerly awaiting what was coming next. Meagan was not gagged and didn’t have rubber bands on her boobs. While Brian continued to fondle and squeeze my jiggling swollen breasts, he nudged his cock slowly into my wet, but not yet ready pussy. He was persistent and eventually it slid deep inside me.
I heard Meagan moan in delight when Neal thrust his hard cock into her pussy from behind. We were going to be fucked doggie style, while bound in the strappado position, and from what I could gather from their whispers, Brian and Neal were up to something.
When Neal said, “GO,” Brian started pumping away at my pussy. I didn’t know if they had some bet on who could come first, or which girl would come first, or both. Brian was pumping away at my pussy with rapid short strokes, still leaning over me squeezing my tits. I decided to let myself go and get as much pleasure as I could out of this fucking, hoping that I would come before Brian did. I was beginning to feel it, that warm tingling feeling that signaled an orgasm starting to build. Brian let go of my tits and stood up. He grabbed my hips and began plunging into my pussy as deep as he could go. He was fucking me furiously, and my orgasm was going to hit me any minute.
Then, I heard Meagan groan with pleasure as she came next to me. Brian tried to go faster and I tried to help him, and myself, by thrusting back as much as I could. Soon, I felt Brian starting to tense as he plunged a few more times. He let out a huge groan of satisfaction as he started to come. When he plunged all the way into me and started spurting, this brought me over the edge and I screamed into my gag, as I shuddered with a huge orgasm of my own. Brian and I were still coming, when we heard Neal come with a loud moan of relief. After the guys were finished, Neal released Meagan from her strappado tie and her wrists were untied.
Meagan was totally free! I was still bound in a very vulnerable position. I don’t know if this was part of any bet the guys had, but Meagan was ordered down on her knees in front of me. The guys sat down on either side of me to observe. Neal told Meagan to play with me and lick my pussy good. She smiled broadly and yelped in delight at the order. I was in for it, before she would let me come. Meagan gently grasped one of my swollen tits with both hands and sensually licked my already hard nipple. She moved from breast to breast. First she licked, then softly kissed them, and finally lovingly sucked each nipple. As she sucked, she would pull and elongate each nipple. They burned with desire.
I was overwhelmed by her tenderness and was already MMMMMing into my gag. Meagan crawled between my legs, and with the lightest touch began licking my entire slit. I don’t know how long this went on. Meagan and I were both UMMMMing and AHHHHing, and I trembled and writhed. She used her free hands to hold my legs steady. Eventually, her tongue found my love hole and worked its way inside. She probed and licked everywhere, before starting to tongue fuck me. I gasped into my gag with each of her thrusts. I tried to thrust back, but she held my legs tight. She expertly fucked my pussy with her tongue, and I was getting frantic to come. When she stopped, her tender kiss over my clit startled me.
But I was jerked back to reality when she began licking my nub with the lightest touch. My clit was really wet from my pussy juices pouring out of my cunt. Meagan’s insistent tongue drove me crazy. My bound arms were thrashing about, and I was panting and screaming into my gag, trying to beg, “PLEASE!” Just as I thought I couldn’t stand it anymore, Meagan started sucking hard on my clit. I exploded almost immediately into spasms of wonderful ecstasy. She was still sucking as I came and came. I don’t remember Meagan leaving me, for it took a long time for me to settle down and regain my senses. When I looked around Neal and Meagan were gone.
Brian freed me from my strappado bondage, and with my wrists still tied behind my back, he directed me to stand with my back against one of the walls. When you first enter Lisa’s “dungeon” room, you would not notice this detail. Do you know what a “screw eye” is? I think I have the right term. These are cylindrical metal rods perhaps 1/4” in diameter. One end, about 4” long, has been threaded to a point, like a wood screw. The other end is bent into a closed circle about 1” in diameter. Lisa screwed 4 of these into the wall studs. One is at the top of the wall, and the other at the base of the wall, going into the same wall stud. The other 2 are similarly screwed into a wall stud about 8’ down the wall.
When I was standing up, my boobs felt heavy and jiggled just like red balloons stuck to a wall. They ached, but seemed almost detached from my body. Brian had me spread my legs wide apart, more than 3’. He buckled padded leather ankle cuffs to each of my legs, and with an attached rope, tied them taught to each of the screw eyes near the base of the wall. He had me bend over, and untied my wrists. When I stood back up, he buckled padded leather wrist cuffs to each of my arms. With an attached rope, he used the footstool to tie my arms to the screw eyes at the top of each wall stud.
He pulled them as tight as he could, stretching my arms up and outward, leaving me tied in a strict spread-eagle “X” against the wall. Brian said, “hold your breath,” and ripped the rubber bands off my tits. I screamed into my gag with the sudden sharp pain, and my breasts continued to throb for several minutes as the blood flow returned to normal.
Brian stood back and looked me up and down, as I struggled testing my bondage. He came up to me, with a little smile on his face, and asked, “how are you doing,” while his fingers rubbed my still sensitive tingling pussy. I could only close my eyes and tilt my head back from the brief pleasure he was giving me. He abruptly stopped and walked out of the room, leaving me to struggle and protest into my gag. I noticed the butcher block table for the first time. It had appeared in that room years ago, after Lisa’s father moved out his workshop tools. The room had been a storeroom, with boxes and furniture piled about.
Over the last few years, the butcher block table stood alone, probably because nobody could move it. I had been tied spread-eagle to that wall twice before, and the table was just used to put bondage equipment on. Now, I noticed that it had a piece of carpet attached to the top. There were 2” wide straps, with buckles, fastened along the legs at each end of the table. Finally, there was a thin board, maybe 12” wide, sticking out and extending one end of the table.
Brian returned perhaps 10 minutes later carrying a box and a towel. He put the box on the butcher block table and spread the large bath towel under my pussy and spread legs. ICE CUBES!!! Brian came towards me holding an ice cube in one hand. He slowly moved it towards my right nipple, as I struggled to avoid it. He held me steady with his other hand, and I couldn’t stop him. He ran the ice cube around and over my nipple. It hardened up immediately and the cold sensations that pulsed to my brain made me protest into my gag. After what seemed like 5 minutes of this torture, Brian moved the ice cube to my other nipple.
He kissed and sucked on my hardened frozen nipple, while he used the ice cube to torture my other nipple. Brian used several ice cubes, as he went back and forth from nipple to nipple for a long time. The alternating freezing cold of the ice, and his warm sucking lips, made my breasts ache with pain and passion. From a bowl on the table, Brian took one of the partially used ice cubes, which was now smaller and had no sharp edges. With one hand he worked his fingers into my pussy until my love hole was wet and open. He slid an ice cube up into me, followed by a finger. He stroked me in and out slowly, making the ice cube slide along the inner walls of my vagina.
At first I grunted into my gag and struggled, but I could not escape this torture. He continued until the ice cube had pretty much melted inside me, and then replaced it with a new one. I could understand why he placed a towel below my pussy. The melted ice water mixed with my pussy juices were freely flowing, He went through 3 ice cubes before mercifully stopping the tormenting of my pussy.
My gag was unbuckled and removed. Brian gave me a long passionate kiss and picked up the towel to clean the drool off my face. He returned to the butcher block table and brought back a jar. Dipping his fingers in, Brian brought out small blobs of cold strawberry jam and smeared some all over my areolas and nipples. He slowly licked the jam off of one of my tits, smacked his lips and gave me a big sticky wet open mouthed kiss. He slid his tongue into my mouth, transferring more of the jam to me. We kissed and the jam smeared all over my mouth. Brian cleaned off my other breast and gave me another smeary strawberry kiss.
He loaded up my tits with more strawberry jam and repeated the whole thing. I was a sticky mess. The kisses were quite sensual. I could feel that I was warming up to this. Finally, Brian produced a squirt bottle of chocolate syrup from the table. He squirted circles and blobs of chocolate all over my tits. He ravenously licked off the chocolate, sucking my nipples along the way, and gave me sloppy wet chocolate kisses. Brian tried his chocolate artwork on my tits one more time. When we finished our chocolate kissing, I licked my lips and mouth as far as my tongue would reach.
However, I could feel I hadn’t gotten it all, and when I looked down at my tits, they were still streaked with strawberry and chocolate.
Neal walked into the dungeon with a bound naked Meagan in tow. Brian and Neal were whispering, gesturing and pointing at me. It was finally decided that if Meagan cleaned me good, Neal could fuck me right there. Brian grabbed the strawberry jam and chocolate syrup and smeared both all over my wide open slit. Meagan knelt down in front of my wide spread legs and started lapping. At first, she was licking most of it off and swallowing it. I was now doing a little writhing and whimpering from her tongue work. Meagan loaded up her tongue and stood up to give me a very sensual kiss that contained strawberry, chocolate and my own pussy juices. We moaned and UMMMMed in each other’s mouths.
She did this 2 more times, and our final kiss was pretty passionate and long. Brian cautioned Megan not to let me come. She finished cleaning my pussy and then efficiently cleaned my sticky tits with a lot of saliva and her tongue. Finally, she was licking around my mouth, and I stuck my tongue out and started licking where I could reach. Our tongues met and Meagan’s mouth moved over mine. We started kissing and sucking each other’s tongues. Brian broke us up and said that was enough. He picked the spattered wet towel off the floor, dipped a corner in the bowl of melted ice water and gave my mouth, tits and pussy area a final chilly cleanup.
Brian took Meagan off to a corner and started playing with her. Neal stepped in front of me. I saw that his large cock was red and hard and standing at attention. I was spread so wide open, and my pussy was pretty wet from the previous tantalizing “torture”, that Neal easily slipped his cock inside my pussy. As he started pumping away at me, he grabbed my face with both hands. We were kissing as he was fucking me. His kisses became as ravenous as his fucking. Our mouths were locked and our tongues were plunging in and out of each other’s mouths, while his thrusts slammed me into the wall. I’m sure it didn’t take much more than 10 minutes for both of us to come with satisfying orgasms.
I had been so aroused from Meagan’s cleanup job on my pussy, and my orgasm built and came so suddenly, that I managed to utter only some mild moans of pleasure. When Neal pulled out of me, Brian was right there with his own huge erection.
Whatever he was doing with Meagan, over in the corner, got him really hard. Maybe he made Meagan just suck his cock for awhile, until he was hard? Brian slipped his cock right into my waiting pussy and began fucking me, right where Neal had left off. So, one fucking leads to another, but I wanted this one to be a little more enjoyable for me. I was so tightly stretched that I could barely thrust my hips down more than 1” or 2.” He played with my tits, as he plunged away, but now we were both gasping and making little sounds of pleasure and urgency. With my ass pressed against the wall, he drove harder. I was moaning uncontrollably, as each of his thrusts seemed to lift me off the floor.
This time a gigantic orgasm was rapidly building inside me. Brian and I were looking each other in the eye, and I saw him close his eyes, as he started to come. I screamed when my orgasm hit me. My body lurched and dangled, supported by my arms and his spurting cock. Spasm after wonderful spasm racked my body. After Brian pulled out of me, I just hung there, on shaky legs, enjoying the tingling sensations still radiating from my pussy.
Eventually, Brian started releasing me. He unbuckled my wrist cuffs. Next, he untied my ankles at the screw eyes, but left the ankle cuffs and rope attached to my legs. He whispered, “we’re going to try out the table.” He led me over to the butcher block table, sat me on the edge, and pushed me down. My shoulders were even with one edge, and my head rested on that 12” wide thin board extending from that edge. My ass was even with the other end of the table, with my legs dangling down. Brian pulled each of my arms down the side of the table. He lashed each of my wrists and upper arms to one of the massive legs on each side, forcing my back to arch somewhat.
He took one of the straps and ran it over the tops of my breasts, below my armpits, and securely buckled me to the table. With the other strap, he buckled my waist down tightly to the table. Finally, Brian got the footstool and grabbed one of my legs. He pulled it straight up, so that my leg was bent at my hip, and then pulled it out wide. He used the rope fastened to my ankle cuff and secured it to one of the X braces between the ceiling studs. He did the same thing with my other leg. I was flat on my back, firmly secured to the heavy table, with my legs stretched up and spread wide in a “V” shape. My head was free.
However, I couldn’t close my legs at all, and they would only swing a little front to back, as I thrashed around testing my bondage. When I looked up, Lisa strolled into the room with a huge smile on her face.
Lisa slowly walked around me a couple times. She let her fingers lazily caress my body here and there. She stopped by my head, bent over and gave me a long wet kiss, while she pinched my nipples. She walked down to the other end of the table and stood between my spread legs. First, she ran her hands up and down my inner thighs, followed by sensual licks from my knees to my pussy. Lisa started licking my slit, with long slow laps of her tongue. When her tongue finally ran over the entrance to my love hole, I moaned. Lisa stopped and walked back to my head. She had another surprise for me. She grabbed my head and lifted it up a bit. I heard the click of some kind of latch, and the little board holding up my head dropped away. My head fell down and back from the edge of the table, and I was starring upside down at Lisa’s pussy.
Lisa stepped forward and spread her legs, straddling my face. She pulled my head up so that my mouth was in her pussy, and said, “eat my pussy Christine!.” She closed her legs, clamping my head between her thighs. I did as she ordered. After a lot of licking and sucking, she came when my tongue was deep in her pussy. Most of her juices squirted and dribbled into my mouth, but some ran over my face. Lisa released my head, stepped back and pulled the little board, along with my head, up and locked it flat. I was shocked when I looked around. Everyone was there! Rob and John were no longer bound sex slaves.
Meagan was kneeling with her heels against the wall, her ankles and knees tied and her arms stretched up and outwards by the same wrist cuffs that recently bound me to the wall. Meagan was sucking on Neal’s cock, as he held her head. Everyone else was looking at me tied to the butcher block table. Lisa asked the group what they thought of her new dungeon “toy.” And, of course, everyone nodded their heads and smiled in approval. Lisa announced, “Christine has volunteered (NO WAY!!!) to be the first person to try out my little toy.” “Meagan is over there for you, if you want to get your cocks hard or want her to eat your pussy.” “Shall we get started,” Lisa chirped, “are you ready Neal?”
Neal pulled his now hard cock out of Meagan’s mouth. He walked over to where my legs were tied and spread, with his erection waving around proudly. Lisa blindfolded me from behind, and again lowered the board holding my head up. With my arms lashed to the legs of the table, and my head bent backwards below the table edge, my breasts were pushed invitingly upwards. My thoughts flashed to Meagan for a moment, kneeling and bound against the wall, with her mouth waiting to service any cock or pussy pushed in her face. I felt Neal work his fingers into my pussy for a minute, making sure I was ready and wet for him. Then, he shoved his cock all the way into my pussy.
Neal had just started fucking me, when I felt another hard cock insistently trying to push into my mouth. I warmly accepted that cock and started to suck him, while Neal continued to pump away at my love hole. For at least the next hour or more, I believe, my pussy and my mouth were used and exploited. I had no control over what they did with me. My pussy and my mouth were almost continuously fucked. But, that is what I wanted. I came there to have my brains fucked out and more. I came there wanting to have the most incredible bondage sex experience I had ever had. I willingly gave my body to them.
I wanted to be fucked until I couldn’t take it anymore and pass out from the sheer overwhelming ecstasy. I wanted to come and come and come forever.
I had to concentrate on what my mouth was doing, because I had no control over what they did to my pussy. I kept saying to myself, “FUCK ME, FUCK ME, FUCK ME,” as I focused on using my mouth and tongue to please them, and heighten my own pleasure at the same time. It went on and on. It seemed that someone was always at my side, pinching or pulling or sucking my nipples. I was in orgasm heaven. My pussy was on fire and aching for more. Perhaps I was becoming delirious from the pleasure? Perhaps that euphoric feeling in my mind was amplified due to the excess blood flow to my brain?
After my 3rd or 4th orgasm, I was asked if I wanted to stop. I shouted, “NO NO I want to keep coming!” They continued with me. All I could do was moan continuously, as I sucked cocks or licked pussies. Somewhere between the cocks fucking my cunt, I remember that someone sucked my clit hard and long, and I had the most violent mind blowing orgasm. I had probably lost all sense of reality. I know I was asked again and again if I wanted to stop, and I kept saying NO! I didn’t want it to stop. I think all 4 guys fucked me at least once! I remember licking 2, or was it 3, pussies? I don’t know how many cocks were stuck in my mouth. Towards the end, I’m sure I was somewhat incoherent. The orgasm spasms racking my body were so intense and pleasurable, that I never wanted them to end.
I was exhausted and probably eventually passed out. My blindfold was removed, and I saw Lisa standing beside me, with a big smile on her face. She raised the board that was under my head and locked it, so that my head was now level with the table top. That felt much better. Lisa glibly asked if her new “dungeon toy” was satisfactory. I could only nod my head. She: shoved a humming vibrator into my pussy, kissed me tenderly on the forehead, and said, “good night.” She turned off the lights and walked out the door.
*Author’s Note – This is the 3rd and final story that I’ve posted in my trilogy of “Let’s Play” bondage sex game stories. I would appreciate any feedback you might care to pass along. More stories soon! Thanks, C
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