Resort Bondage 7
Juan was waiting for her outside the bathroom when she stepped out. He
looked pleased with her appearance. In his hands he held rope. Without a
word he pulled her arms around behind her back and bound her wrists tightly
together. Then he yanked her arms tightly together until her elbows
touched. She gasped as he tied them snugly in place.
Another rope went around her chest several times until her tits were firmly
encompassed in rope. The tight thin fabric of the dress did nothing to hide
the hardening of her nipples. Juan twisted her around to face him. He
surveyed his handiwork. Noticing her nipples obviously becoming aroused he
tweaked them, causing her to moan softly.
"Not yet, my little whore." He produced a large red ballgag and slid it
past her lips. "But I suspect that maybe later on your tits may get plenty
of attention." He buckled the ballgag securely in place.
"Our guests won't be here for a few minutes yet." He paused to watch her
reaction. She seemed surprised but not overly so. "Feel free to move
around now. You most likely won't get the chance later on."
Melanie walked carefully over to the sitting area. It was difficult with
her arms bound behind her and wearing the super high heels. She glanced
around her suite. Juan had spread hours d'vours on the table. He was
actively pacing back and forth in anticipation of something. She sensed his
tension. Knowing that something was going to happen to her and she was
helpless to avoid it made her excited. Her pussy began to moisten. She
tried to budge her arms and found the ropes held her completly immobile.
A knock at the door caused Juan to jump. He took a deep breath and then
answered the door. A man and a woman entered the room. They were middle
aged, perhaps a few years younger than her Melanie's parents. They were
dressed well and obviously had money. Juan was obviously a good acquaitance
for she shook the man's heartily and kissed the lady on cheek. He showed
them in.
The man noticed Melanie immediately. He looked her up and down. Melanie
could feel his eyes on her body, probing. Had she not been gagged Melanie
might have told this man to go fuck himself, but she was obviously unable to
do anything about it.
"She's very nice, Juan." He finally looked away from her.
"This is Annie," Juan introduced Melanie. "She is my slave for the next
week and tonight she has agreed to participate in our game."
"She's lovely." The woman stepped past her husband. She walked right up
to Melanie. She stepped around her, circling her like a shark. "She's very
flexible," she said, noticing her arms bound strictly behind her. She slid
a hand up and down Melanie's thigh.
"Now, now Mrs. Pinkett, we've agreed to wait until the other arrive." Juan
chided her gently.
Mrs Pinkett smiled. "Of course, Juan." She gave Melanie's ass a pinch
before stepping away.
Soon two other couples arrived and had similar reactions to Melanie.
Melanie was not sure how to handle all the attention, but thankfully she had
no choice but to accept the stares, ogles, and occasional pinches. She
actually began to enjoy this raw sexual attention to her body. It was like
she was not even a person, just one beautiful sexual bundle of heat about to
explode.
"All right ladies and gentlemen, let's review the rules of the game. Five
hundred dollars will buy you a chance to roll the dice. Whoever has the
highest roll gets to select one item from the grab bag to apply to our dear
slave. Whoever has applied the most restraint by the end of the game shall
inherit Annie for 24 hours to enjoy their own personal slave."
Melanie almost died. She was being sold as a piece of property at an
auction. And there was not a thing she could do to stop it. Juan grabbed
her by the arm and walked her over so she stood in the center or the room.
"Let's get started." Juan announced to the eager players.
Everyone chipped in their money, which Juan collected, and rolled the dice.
Mrs. Pinkett won the first round with an eleven. She reached into the bag
and selected a rope. With a smile that made Melanie nervous she approached
her with the rope in her hands. She doubled the rope up and encirlced
Melanie's trim waist. She studied the rope for a moment before tying a
simple knot in it. Then Mrs. Pinkett pulled the rope down between Melanie's
legs and up the backside. When she pulled it tight and knotted it in back
Melanie found that the knot was strategically placed right on her clit. She
shifted from side to side experimentally. Mrs. Pinkett came back around to
face Melanie.
"You'll thank me for that later," she whispered to Melanie. She tugged on
the rope sending waves of pleasure through Melanie's body. Mrs. Pinkett
returned to her seat. Her move had obviously been a crowd pleaser for the
rest of the player's attention was rivetted to her.
The next roll was won by an older gentleman who reminded Melanie of her
grandfather. He smiled at her gently as he reached into the grab bag and
pulled out a wicked set of nipple clips. The black fabric of her dress was
stretched down to exposed her tits and the nipple clips were attached.
The next roll produced a black leather blindfold which Mr. Pinkett won the
opportunity to apply to her. Unfortunately Melanie was now no longer able
to follow the game. She was to have no idea who would win her.
Nevertheless the game continued.
Soon she found her legs bound far apart by a spreader bar and she was
fitted with a butt plug. Then her arms were pulled up behind her, forcing
her to bend forward at the waist. Someone placed a vibrator between the
double strand crotchrope. As the tight rope vibrated endlessly on her pussy
and clit she orgasmed again and again, obvlivious to the group of people
watching and cheering after each one.
Melanie lost track of time as she was repeatedly bound in varying
positions. Her nipples were continuously clamped and her ass and pussy were
constantly filled with various vibrating object designed to keep her
sexually crazed. She came over and over again, screaming and moaning into
whatever gag happened to fill her mouth at the time. Finally she passed
out.
