The Contest · Part 1

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My company sent me to Australia to negotiate a deal with Nicholas Ian, the CEO of Ian Enterprises. My boss had enough confidence in my ability to let me any excess time as a working vacation. It was fortunate for me that the company's headquarters was located in the same city as SAX Leather's main store. I use their online catalog to purchase most of the special items in my bedroom closet.

After, I made my final offer to Mr. Ian this morning, I decided to use the time to do some serious shopping, so, I headed for SAX Leather. The saleswoman was extremely friendly and greeted me just after I entered. She was very helpful describing how to use many of the items I was interested in. I did not see them at first. Actually, it was Suzi, the SAX Leather saleswoman, while helping fit the leather harness bra and garter belt on me, over my white silk blouse and blue suede skirt, whopointed them out to me.

"Those three are up to something," she said, glancing behind me at the trio of two girls and a guy.

It was difficult to stop looking in the mirror at how the leather accentuated my 36DDD/26/38 figure. Even over my blouse the harness bra added lift. But, somehow, I managed to turned my head to get a glimpse.

All three looked to be college age or just older. The full-figured blonde was cute and had a shape similar to mine. She was an inch taller possibly and slightly larger, but, not plump by any means. Her shoulder-length hair curled under and framed her face, adding to her beauty.

She wore a tight black t-shirt with some band's name and logo on it and tight jean shorts. I judged she was excited to be here by the way her nipples protruded. Even from across the room I could see the stress they put on the material. Her legs were tanned and muscular. She enjoyed pointing the toes of her sneakers to show-off their shape.

The taller red haired girl was thin in comparison.

Her hair was longer than the blonde's and pulled into a ponytail. Her face, though covered with freckles and much paler skin tone, was pleasantly pretty, by my standards. An oversized purple t-shirt with the same band's name on it hid her frame, and a pair of long-legged white satin sweat pants hid her legs. However, the pants did very little to hide the fact that she wore no undies beneath them. The sunlight, coming through the store front window, brought the red of the hair covering her mons through the thin material.

Both girls wore the same brand sneakers, but, Red seemed to nervously shifted from foot to foot, swaying back and forth between her other two. Also, she seemed more reserve, waiting for the blonde to laugh or make a comment, before she reacted to their male companion's actions.

He on the other hand was loud and showy. Obviously, he was or wanted to be a surfer dude. His bleached blond unkemptwind-blown hair, dark tan, day old growth, muscle shirt top, knee length baggy shorts, and sandals fit this look. So did his ripped body, all 6-foot of it. He was the leader of the three. He looked older and was much more confidant.

Goosebumps tickled my skin, when I saw him take the red ball gag with its leather strap from the display and forced it into Red's mouth. Blonde, grabbing the gag's leather straps, made a commented, loud enough for us to hear, about how he wouldn't get any head from her with this in her mouth, as she buckled the straps tightly behind Red's head. Muffled screams of mock protest filled the store as Red raised her hands to remove the gag.

Blondie snatched a pair of metal handcuffs from the display and quickly snapped one onto Red's left wrist. Then, pulling it behind the surprised girl's back, she grabbed her free wrist and snapped the other cuff on, locking the girl's arms behind her back. Red began twisting, acting as though she was struggling to get free. Blondie pulled a leather riding crop from the shelf and began swatting Red's ass playfully. All the while, Surfer Dude had one hand cupped to his eye and used the other to make large circular motions at his ear, as if filming the whole episode.

"I'm sorry," Suzi said to me. "I have to deal with this!"

She turned and made her way toward them, politely, asking them to leave the display pieces alone.

"Don't worry about it, babe. I plan on paying for them." Surfer Dude replied. "That is if you're through playing touchy feely, with big tits over there. And, are capable of ringing up our shit."

He gave me a look, that, I normally ignore from guys like him. But, this time it sent a chill down my back. Quickly, I turned back to my shopping and tried to get his look out of my mind, by picking up the Leather Slave Hood, that had caught my eye as soon as I entered the shop. It was soft and smooth, with a zipper over the mouth and snaps around the eyeholes for a blindfold to be attached. The lacing up the back would allow it to fit most any head size or shape. I had seen it in their online catalog and nearly ordered it. I had to fight an overwhelming desire to try it on, so, I put it back and stepped over to the wrist and ankle restraints.

There were several restraints, I previously had purchased from them online, in the display area. I loved my soft leather wrist and ankle restraints. They were gentle on the skin and using two double ended snaps, I could bind myself, whenever, all of my closest girlfriends were occupied, even though I enjoyed it more when they bound me.

On the wall, hanging in its packaging, was a silicone penis gag just like the one I had bought from them.

It was my favorite gag to use when I bound myself. The leather ring is my preferred gag when either Helen, Theresa, or Kelly Lynn tie me. It keeps my tongue available for them to use at their pleasure. However, those few times, when one of them found me bound with the penis gag, they would add the 10cm penis extension and enjoy it as well. The leather strap buckles easily behind your head, holds very well, and is quite comfortable.

"I'm glad they're gone," Suzi said, taking me from my thoughts.

"Oh… Ummm… Yes…" I stammered, slightly embarrassed. "I hope they don't come back to bother you, again."

"Well, actually, they bought quite a large amount of merchandise," She smiled. "$1000 worth…. And, cleaned out all of our black bondage rope, both sizes."

"Must be planning an awesome party," I grinned, laughing. "Think we're invited…..hahahaha…."

"Well, to be honest, not with all the dildos and strap-ons they bought." She shivered. "And, that anal gel, Innuendo, they bought two tubes of it….. So, no, that's one party I want to be excused from, I think….heehee…"

I talked with Suzi and looked around for another couple of hours, before, I made my final selections and drove to my hotel. After, parking in front of my second floor exterior entrance room, I slid the magnetic key in the door lock and opened the door. The curtains were drawn closed making the room dark and with my arms full of bags from SAX

Leather, I could not turn the light on, so I entered the dark room.

It took a few moments for my eyes to adjust, and when they did

I saw Blondie sitting on the edge of my bed. But, before I could scream or question what she was doing in here, a hand with a vice-like grip covered my mouth and an arm circled my chest, pinning my arms to my sides.

Surfer Dude had been behind the door. As soon as, I was far enough in, he pounced, silencing any chance for an outcry and making my arms useless.

"Shut the fuck up, Tits." He whispered in my ear, turning my head toward Blondie. "You cooperate and she won't use that."

Blondie brandished a huge knife an inch from my heaving chest.

"If you understand and are going to behave," he continued. "Begin stripping!"

I immediately removed my blue suede blazer. Tossing it into the chair in the corner, followed quickly by the matching skirt and white silk blouse. He told me to keep my stockings and pumps on.

"MMMMMMMM…. I like that," Blondie cooed, at the sight of my white satin corset. "You know how to turn me on, you slut….."

I lifted my arms, as I was ordered to by Surfer

Dude. Blondie knelt down unsnapped my stockings from the garters, then, released the side hooks of the corset and let it drop to the floor. She ran her thumbs up along my stockings to my hips and slipped them under the sides of my white satin thong. Putting her nose to my crotch and taking a deep breath, she slid my thong down my legs where I stepped out of them.

Then, Blondie reached into one of my bags from SAX

Leather and, smiling, pulled out the leather harness bra and garter belt, I bought. I stood with Surfer Dude's hand over my mouth, while, she put them on me. The harness, after being tightened, under my breasts and around my chest made each breath difficult, as well as, forcing my breasts to expand. The halter strap was tightened adding extra lift, making my breasts look even fuller. Blondie could not resist the opportunity and took complete advantage of my forced cooperation. The way she sucked, licked, and toyed with my engorged nipples had me moaning with lust by the time she laced the garter belt around my waist and attached my stockings to it.

Squeezing my ass she dove her tongue deep into my innermost wanton desires. However, before I could climax, Surfer Dude stopped her, leaving me panting and yearning.

Keeping his hand tightly clenched over my mouth, Surfer Dude forced me parallel to the foot of the bed. It was then I noticed three things. First, Red had been standing at the rear of the hotel room behind a video camera and tripod, taping my adventure. Second, two eyebolts had been screwed into the floor 4-feet apart. Lastly, there were two more eyebolts screwed into the ceiling 6-feet apart, directly above me.

Before, I could react to these revelations, I watched Red toss

Blondie a red ball gag with leather harness. It was the same one I saw at SAX Leather.

"I'm going to remove my hand. You will be a good girl and not make a sound, while Bridget puts that on you….

Understand?" Surfer Dude asked, threateningly.

I nodded my head, yes, and thought at least I know

Blondie's name.

She pushed the ball deep into my mouth. It felt like I may loose my front teeth, when, it suddenly plopped in past them. It was huge and filled my mouth. Or, I just thought it did, cause when Bridget pulled the leather straps around my cheeks and buckled them to the last notch, it sunk in even deeper.

"MMMMMMMMMM!!!!!" I moaned in protest, as she buckled the chin strap and pulled the other straps over my head fastening them as tight as possible to the back buckle.

I twisted and turned my head fighting the head harness'

tightness.

"Get a close up of that, Hillary." Bridget told Red.

I heard the sound of the camera lens moving, focusing tightly in on my gag distorted facial features, no doubt. I wanted to turn my head away from the camera, but, the feel of rope being looped around my right wrist and my arm being lifted toward the an eyebolt in the ceiling made me look directly into it.

Surfer Dude quickly and efficiently, bound my arms spread out to the ceiling. He middled the long lengths of the black bondage rope and began looping it six times around my right wrist before knotting it tightly. Then, he slid both ends through the eyebolt, pulled them taunt, and tied it off with a half-hitch. He did the same to my left wrist and arm. I stood there with my arms bound, while he looped the smaller lengths of black bondage rope around my right ankle, knotted it, then, slid both ends through the eyebolt on the floor closest to my right foot. He pulled the rope until my foot was against the eyebolt, then, he looped it around my ankle again before tying the ends to the eyebolt. Soon my left leg was secured as my right.

"Good job, Teddy." Bridget said, pulling on all the ropes.

I now, knew all their names, but, their plans for me were unclear. That was until, Hillary stepped from behind the tripod and turned, giving me a unobstructed view of the deluxe strap-on and purple 21cm long, 5cm thick dildo, she had tightly buckled about her.

"You are going to take control of the camera for this, aren't you, Teddy?" Bridget chuckled, stepping back into my room from the open room connecting door. "Hillary and I are going to be a bit to busy to get the proper camera angles…."

"MMMPPPPHHHHH!!!!!" I gasped into the gag, at the sight of her wearing Hillary's twin strap-on and dildo.

Bridget lubed both of the dildos, while, Hillary opened a tube of INNUENDO and squeezed a fair amount in and around my rectum. The cool gel sent sensations through me. My ass muscles spasmed then relaxed, as my senses became hightened around my anal area.

"Ready, Mrs. DeMille?" Teddy laughed, aiming the camera at me as the two women sandwiched me between them.

"On the count of three, ONE, TWO, THREE…….."

Both women slid their attachments into me simultaneously.

Bridget began thrusting easily into my wet hot pussy, but, Hillary had to use a bit more force on her first few thrusts. However, once the Inneundo gel did its job, Hillary matched her double penetration partner thrust for thrust. The first climax came instantaneously. The second hit about 2 minutes later. And, the third was interrupted by the sudden entrance of a fourth player.

"You started without me, I see…" The new player said, snertly. "The security guard was going to follow her up here. I intercepted him. And, I did get all the video we'll need of her shopping."

She looked familiar to me. I knew I had seen her at

Ian Enterprises, but, could not place where. With her short black hair brushed back, I was drawn to her deep blue eyes. She strode over, lifted my chin, and informed me, I would satisfy her one way or another, even, if it took the rest of my life. Of the four of my kidnappers, she worried me more than the other three combined.

Teddy called her Serena and she immediately took control. Before I had time to rest, she had him tie me in a kneeling hogtie and Bridget exchange my ballgag harness for a leather ring gag. As soon as she stripped and sat in front of me on the end of the bed, I knew what she expected. Ten minutes after I started using my tongue on her clean shaven pussy, she was writhing in ecstacy.

My bonds were changed continually. The women would alternate using me two at a time, while the third along with Teddy would video the action. My body was exhausted. I could not count the number of orgasms I had or had a part in. Serena made another bondage suggestion and soon my legs were again tied spread apart to the floor eyebolts. But, this time my arms were bound behind my back with the black bondage rope. My wrists and elbows were tied together. He middle one of the longer ropes and used it as a cinch rope on my wrists, before, slipping the ends thru the two ceiling eyebolts. As he pulled on the ends my arms lifted forcing to bend at my waist making my head move closer to the foot of the bed.

Serena grin and handed Bridget a silicone penis gag and told her to replace the ring gag with it. I was to exhausted to resist.

After, Bridget buckled it, Serena attached the 10cm extention to the front and laid back on the end of the bed. Teddy pulled a bit more on the rope, forcing the extension between Serena's spread legs.

She grabbed the leather strap buckled around my cheeks and guided the extension deep into her wanting pussy. Bridget had moved behind me, after, changing dildos in her strap-on, and slid the thicker dildo into my aching ass. Their loud moans were suddenly silenced by a knock on the door.

"Ms. Thorson…. Ms. Thorson… It's me, Nickolas Ian." A man's deep voice echoed into the room. "I wanted to come by and give you the good news, personally."

He knocked a few more times, before, saying he should have called first. I wanted to scream or make any kind of noise to alert him, but, Serena wrapped her legs around my head pulling the penis extension completely into her and used her groin area to muffle any type of noise I could make. My body slumped, as much as my bonds allowed, at the sound of his footsteps disappearing.

"Look out the window and see if you can spot him," Serena told Bridget.

She could not see him, so, Teddy told her to open the door a crack to get a better view. Bridget turned the knob and barely opened the door. Suddenly, the door burst open, sending Bridget sprawling backward knocking Teddy off balanced.

The form of a man well over 6-feet tall filled the doorway.

Before Teddy could regain his footing, the man leaped at him and landed his left fist solidly under Teddy's chin. His head snapped back as the blow sent him flying into the air.

I watched Teddy's limp body land with a thud on top of Serena, pinning her onto the bed. The man pushed Bridget, with his open palm, sending her crashing into the wall, knocking her unconscious. She lay a crumpled pile on the floor to my left.

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