An Interesting Saturday Night · Part 2 (2/2)
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e length of her thighs as she stepped back. Then she moved over to her husband. She began by sucking his hairy balls running her tongue all over as she sucked them one at a time in her mouth. She grabbed his ramrod and held it back as she placed her hand beneath his balls. Taking one ball at a time while squeezing his sac and fully to mouthed each one with a zest.
As her sucking continued her hand began to massage his cock until she he got an erection. Now his cock was totally hard as she let go and got up.
"Anything else, Honey?", she asked her husband, as she wiped off her lips with her hand. "Yes, just call me Master from now on," he said.
"Yes Mistress", he replied, "Now that you've been serviced, may I also get my cock sucked a bit more from the Slut?"
"By all means, Love!", she answered, and began letting the rope down all the way. My hands were still bound together as she walked me over by my ropes over to the Master.
Standing, he said, "No, not like this. I want her over there, where everyone can watch!"
"Where Master", his wife asked.
"Move the table out in the middle of the room where it was this afternoon, and I'll show you what I mean", he said. The other two women helped slide over the table.
"Now what Master", his wife asked.
"I saw this in a X-rated movie once", he said. "Put her on the table on her back, with her head hanging off this end."
They lead me over and got me up on the table with my head leaning and jutting backwards off the edge so it was hanging down.
"Now, tie her hands to the bottom of the table legs, and pull her head and shoulders down as far as they'll go", he instructed.
They did just as he said and I was now on the table with my head bent down as looking up at the ceiling. He walked over to me with his erection high up in the air bringing holding his huge cock. He stood there and glanced down at me! As I looked up at him, past that monster of a dick he had, he said in a deep soft voice, "Bitch, I am going to Fuck your tonsils out of your ass."
That's when he told me to open my mouth wide and he started to shove that huge thing in past my lips. My head was bent so he was actually pushing his shaft down and into my throat and I couldn't get away from it. I had to take every motion that he made as I held it between my lips. I started to choke and I couldn't breathe. Rhythmically, he kept pumping his cock in and out of my mouth until I felt his strokes starting to get longer and faster. He kept it up until he started cumming. He pulled his cock out and started jerking himself off by hand and was going to pop off right in the air when one of the other bitches yelled out.
"Not on the floor, it will stain, that's what the Slut is for!" So he stuck his cock back in my mouth and with his finger tips he milked his cock head back and forth until every last drop of his hot jism spurted forth in my mouth. He kept his cock head just inside my lips until I swallowed every last drop he erupted. Damn, I hated the taste of his cum, but he knew I had to swallowed it or not even breathe at all. I finished him off by cleaning off the tip of his penis with my tongue as I savored all his cum.
He walked back to his chair with his dick soft now, muttering to himself that I had just given him the best head he ever had.
His wife, or "The Bitch", as I will call her from now on, asked the other two men if they wanted some good head. One of them said, "I would like to try it with her upside down," and the other woman said, "Sure, why not?"
So the other one came over with his zipper down, cock in hand and I went through it one more time. Sucked him off and I swallowed every drop before he would let me breathe. After he went back to his chair the Bitch said to me that so far I was doing just fine, but the good stuff was yet to come. I didn't know what she meant, and really didn't want to, but I knew that I was quickly going to find out.
Hell, the Bitch popped off and said, "On with the show", then the Master got up and came over to her. He said, "Hey why not wait about an hour or so… I mean let her loose and let her roam around to sort of loosen up. After all we have her all night and there is only the three of us."
"Well my Dear", she said, "If that's what you want – but I want her hands fastened behind her at the least."
"O.k", he replied, "But she needs some sort of a break or we'll quickly burn her out."
At that point she looked over at the other two women and told them to fasten my hands behind me and let me loose and put me down. When I was standing on the floor I looked over at the Master never saying a word, but trying to thank him with my eyes. I didn't feel so bad about giving him head now after what he just did for me. Maybe he wasn't that bad of a guy!
-=> (Continued See SATNITE4)
Part 5
Hell, I needed a break from all the sitting I just had the unfortunate pleasure of experiencing. I was getting groggy from all of the punishment. But I want to get back to tell you the rest of the story including the finish.
They were nice enough to give me all of my break and even a bit more. Having all this extra time off was making me wonder what was going to happen next. I didn't know that it was getting late (or early, depending on how you looked at it). They had been at this most of the night now and I was getting worn down pretty well, so all I wanted was to get it over with. I only had one more man to please, and he had already had me suck him off and had watched the others do what they did. So I couldn't see what he could want, if anything.
Well he came to the center of the room where the four of us were standing and looked me over. He reached down and pressed against the lower part of my stomach and stuck his forefinger just inside me. He started rubbing me between my legs and then patted the lower part of my stomach once again. He wasn't making any sense, but I knew that he had something in mind for sure.
Looking over at the Bitch, he asked, "Did you ask her husband how much she can hold during an enema?"
"Yes", the Bitch replied, "He said she's back up to almost a gallon now when she is empty."
"What do you mean by almost a gallon?", he asked.
"Well, she can take all but about a pint, but on a good day she can take a whole gallon", she answered.
"Okay, is she empty?"
"Yes", she came here that way and we made sure ourselves."
"Well, I want you to properly display her and put that funny looking nozzle in her and then slowly, but not too slowly put one full gallon plus one additional ounce in her."
"What do you mean by properly displayed?", the Bitch asked.
"Put one arm in that direction and the other one over there, and put her legs the same way so that she looks like a big cross. Make sure you to do it in such a way that we can all sit in front of her and watch her as the water or whatever flushes in and out of her.
"Hell, someone will have to put it in because it won't go in all by itself", the Bitch replied.
"Isn't there something we can use to make it go in while we all watch?", he asked.
"Well we do have a low pressure pump that we use here that should do the trick", she answered.
"Can it be slowed down enough that she takes it slow and feels every drop?", he asked.
"Oh!, but after she gets three quarts in her, she will feel every drop anyway,…you can bet on it!"
"I don't want to bet on it", he said, "I want to see it!"
Well, they got right to it and fastened my wrist cuffs to the ropes that were still hanging from the ceiling. They pulled my arms tight and before I knew it I was up on my tip toes. Once they had the ends of the ropes tied off they took some more rope and fastened them to each of the ankle cuffs. As my legs were being pulled apart I felt the weight of my body being tugging at my arms. Soon, that is how I stayed as my feet were swaying gently off the floor and I was in the shape of a big cross.
The Bitch got out a funny nozzle, which was really a double nozzle, and dabbing a bit of K-Y jelly on the tip inserted the tip up inside of me. I felt her inflate the inner bulb, and then the outer one, pulling them tightly together and closing the nozzle tube off. She gave them a small tug to make sure that they were set tight in place…as if my face didn't tell her that.
At that point she walked out of the room and came back with this little pump. It was smaller than the one I had used at home, but I had no doubt in my own mind that it would do it's thing. I knew from experience that once it was turned on that there would be no way I could hold back any of what someone wanted to put into me. I had tried on several occasions in the past, so now I just relaxed and waited until it was over. Hell, the Bitch left the room again and this time she was gone a few minutes longer. When she returned she had a large glass water bottle with a measured amount of water in it. She sat it down behind me next to the pump.
"How much is in it?", the third man asked her.
"One gallon and two ounces", she replied, "Plus six more ounces that the pump won't pull out of the bottle."
"Okay", he replied, "I'm ready for you to get started."
Well, as she was hooking up the tubes between the pump and the bottle, I heard the pump start so she could run the air out of the line she was going to hook to me. As soon as she had done that she fastened it to the middle tube of the nozzle. I knew when she had, as I felt the weight of the added tubing pulling on the nozzle. The other two bitches were already over with their husbands and she flipped on the switch, starting the Angstrom pump, before joining her husband. I could feel the water coming in me right away as she had made it a bit warmer than I was used to.
So there I was, all of them watching me as I was being filled to the limit. I was trying to move a little so I could adjust myself as the water was expanding me. I could see that they were looking right at my stomach as I knew by the feel that I was getting some bigger. That water was slowly running when one of them said, "Hell, she is half-way now." "Half-way?", I thought to myself, "Shit, I hope I'm farther along than that!"
Time was passing so slowly now, and I could now feel the pressure building more and more with each second that passed. Soon I was starting to really hurt and I started pulling on the ropes that were binding me. That did no good, but just made me feel that much worse. As the water was still running into me the man that this was being done for said, "Well she is on the last quart now." Oh! I knew that I couldn't hold any more and I was biting my lip trying to not let it get into me. Soon I was letting out low sounds as I wasn't gagged this time, and before much more time had passed I found myself pleading with them.
"Please turn the pump off", I begged.
"Why? You aren't full yet my little Slut!", the Bitch replied.
"Please! Please! Oh!… I can't take any more!", I begged. I knew I could use my code word, but I didn't and I was hoping that I wouldn't have to. I begged them again.
"Please!.. Please!", I shouted through the pain.
They all just looked at me. I was looking pregnant now and I could hear the pump just running on. Finally, I heard the familiar sound of the pump running out of water. I didn't feel any more coming into me, and the Bitch got up and turned the pump off.
"How long can we leave her full like that?", the third man asked.
"Until we let it out of her", the Bitch replied, smiling.
Looking at his watch, he replied, "Hell, it's six-thirty-five now. Let's leave her there like that until seven and then we'll let it out of her and lower her down so she can be emptied out when her husband comes for her." And that is exactly what she did!
Just at seven she pulled the tube loose and placed it into the now empty bottle. Most of what water was in me came out right away through the nozzle. Once it stopped she had the other two women help her let me down and get me completely untied. I mean she took every thing off me, the ropes and cuffs, everything. The last thing she did was deflate the nozzle, but that only takes a second. Once it was out she told me to get up. I did, as I thought that she was going to do something else to me.
She walked around in front of me and put her arms around me and held me tight to her.
"I know we've hurt you. I hope you aren't really mad at us", she said warmly.
"No", I replied, honestly, "In my own way I enjoyed it too, probably as much as all of you did."
"Well I couldn't blame you if you never wanted to come back to our house again", she said.
"Of course I want to come back", I said sincerely. "Why did you think I wouldn't want to?"
"Because of all the things we made you do", she replied.
"It's okay!", I said. "I really didn't mind it at all, and even as sore as I am, I'll get over it before long.
"My you're a such good sport about it, Hon!", she said, "And anytime we can do anything for you, please just ask." The Bitch came over to me and kissed me full on the lips fondling my tits again cupping each breast one last time. She was more gentle this time with my areolas not pinching or hurting me. She just sort of gave me a light massage that revitalized me to the point of entire pleasure and satisfaction.
At that point I needed to go relieve myself some more, and asked her if I could be excused and leave for the bathroom.
"Okay", she answered, "But if you have any problems at all please let us know!"
"Sure thing!" I replied.
"Well you can wait anywhere you like until your husband gets here, and be sure to tell him for me just how good Slut you were for us, again," she said.
I told her I would and looked for the nearest bathroom. When I finished cleaning myself up and dressed I came walking back into the living room they were all gone. I suspected that they had paired off and headed to separate bedrooms for some sleep. I knew as soon as my ride came that was just what I was going to do myself. I was spent and totally exhausted and all my holes were aching.
This is the end of my report, as my evenings with them are almost one time things. Until the next time…..
An Interesting Saturday Night · Part 2 (2/2)
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