Graduation Day Part 1.
Well today was the big day. Glenn was graduating and I was putting the final
touches to the graduation party arrangements. Soon all was ready and I was
greeting people at the door. George, Glenn's upstairs neighbor, had volunteered
his place for the party since it was bigger. Glen arrived with George and soon
the party was in full swing. It became very apparent very soon that I found
myself the only female in the room. Now this didn't seem too surprising since
George was gay, but since it was GLENN's party, it also didn't seem right.
It was a typical college party. This, of course, meant that there was too much
drinking and too little eating. A lot of the guests were pairing up and soon I
was starting to get pretty uncomfortable. Seeking out George, I made my excuses
and headed down to Glenn's apartment. George had assured me that he would tell
Glenn his present was waiting for him in his apartment. He chuckled since he
knew that I was Glenn's present. It was a promise I had made years ago and
thought Glenn had forgotten. I had told him that he could do what he wanted
with me for a graduation present. This promise was made during an all night
telephone call where Glenn confessed that he wasn't sure he could finish getting
his degree. He said it would give him incentive.
As I lay naked on Glenn's king size bed, I found myself starting to doze. What
was keeping Glenn so long? It was also about this time that I heard the door
open. I kept my eyes closed to try and add some excitement. Soon I felt the
sides of the bed give in a bit and a feather boa was being trailed down my naked
body. I gasped as the sensation of the boa made my nipples immediately go rock
hard and the rest of my body reacted to the teasing. "Shh." I heard Glenn's
familiar voice say. "Raise your head up a bit." Wondering what this was all
about, I did as asked. After all I had promised.
Much to my surprise, I found that Glenn had taken some silk material and used it
as a blindfold. I was about to protest when I heard, once again. "Shhh. You
did say I could do what I wanted, didn't you? You trust me don't you?"
"Ah...sure...I guess", I stammered. He could hear the tremor in my voice and it
was apparent that I was no longer in control of the situation. "Here, stand
up." Glenn continued. "Hold out your hands." I obeyed, guessing what was
going to happen next. I felt something cold go around my wrists and soon heard
a "click". He had used handcuffs. I tried to say something about that, but
when I opened my mouth, Glenn shoved a ball gag into my mouth. Where had he
gotten this stuff? I'd been at Glenn's apartment lots of times but had never
seen any of this stuff. Now I couldn't say anything, see anything or move my
arms.
As I was contemplating what would happen next, I heard a cough from behind me.
I jerked my head around, but forgot that I couldn't see anything. My head was
jerked back roughly when Glenn caught my hair and said, "NO! Whomever is back
there isn't your concern. YOU pay attention to me." I had never heard that
tone of voice with him before. Usually he wasn't so dominant and I had to admit
t was kinda nice. "There will be punishments and rewards tonight. If you do as
I say, you will be rewarded. If you don't, you will be punished. Is that
clear?" What else could I do? I was in the middle of a room, tied up and
naked. I really wasn't in a position to argue. Glenn let loose of my hair long
enough for me to nod. "Good. Now my guest and I wish to have a light snack and
you are going to be the table. Lay down." I laid down on the carpet and soon
could feel food being put on my stomach. 'Care for any fruit George?" GEORGE?
My stomach contracted when I heard his name. The knowledge of who the other
person was caused me to contract my stomach muscles and I could feel liquid
spill over my body.
"Now see what you've done?" Glenn firmly admonished. "We can't eat off a dirty
table. We'll have to clean it up." The next thing I knew, I felt two tongues
starting to lick up the spilt liquid. "Hey Glenn. Your table is wobbly."
George chuckled at his own joke about my inability to lie still during the
tonguing. "Here George, maybe this will help." Without any more warning, I
felt something being shoved up my cunt. A small cry escaped and Glenn gave a
malicious chuckle. "No George. You have to screw in the table legs." "This
better Glenn?"
Oh the sweet torture of it. The table leg which had been jerked back out only
to be "screwed" back in had been a dildo. It felt enormous and I couldn't even
guess at its diameter. It had stretched me out going in and there had been some
pain during the removal. Then it had begun again as the screwing motion caused
it to turn against my inner walls.
"Nope, it still seems to be uneven. Maybe we had better turn it over and see if
something else should be done." I was picked up in one swoop (had to have been
George, because Glenn couldn't have done it) and draped over the back of Glenn's
couch. I could recognize the feel of the brocade so, at least, had an idea
which was up. 'Ok Glenn, I'll hold the table steady and you see about that
other leg." The next thing I knew my hair was being pulled back and another
dildo was being inserted into my ass. "George, got a free hand? I can't see.
Open up the drapes some so we get some light in here. It's dangerous to be
doing repairs without light you know."
~Light? Oh God, No.~ Glenn's apartment was in the sunken (lower) level, and
his couch faced a big double window at street level. Anybody who walked by had
a chance to see right in. If they parked their cars in front of his apa5rtment
they had an even better view.
My mute plead went unheard though as I heard the drapes being pulled open just
enough to let light shine on my face. "That better Glenn?" "Yep, it should do
the trick."
I felt a hand in the small of my back to hold me in place while the two men took
turns "screwing" in the table legs. Soon my whole body started to shake in a
pre-orgasmic spasm. Immediately the two fake cocks were yanked out. Glenn's
voice spoke in my ear. "I told you. You would be punished if you didn't do
what we asked. Did we ask you to spill the wine? Did we give you permission to
come yet? NO!!! I couldn't help it; my butt was trying to keep hold of the
smaller dildo but to no avail. They let the dildos come out and teased my body
with them. First trailing up and down my legs, then around my clit. Touching,
but retreating at the fist sign that I wanted more. The trail led the "legs" to
my nose where I was ordered to sniff them. They disappeared again.
"Hey Glenn, maybe you need some glue to keep the legs in? What do you think?"
"Hmmm, maybe George. Do you have any?" I could hear the laughter in their
voices as the dialogue continued. Soon I heard the zip of pants falling and
heard "Ah, found it. Let me apply some to this leg and see if it will hold
more." George had, indeed, found his glue. With his cock fully engorged and
ready for action, he plunged into my wet pussy and started to fuck me like there
was no tomorrow. His big hands had to have been on the window sill since I
heard the window pane creak every once in awhile. This position didn't appease
him though. Soon he withdrew and asked Glenn's help to move the couch. They
pulled it out a bit and I was thrust down towards the floor at an angle. With
the blood draining to my head, George's cock setting up a hard punishing rhythm,
I felt Glenn's dildo re emerge in my ass. First George, then Glenn, then
George. The rotation was endless. The only sounds in the apartment were all
three of us breathing heavily and grunts from George. Soon he made a final
plunge and came within me. "Quick George, here's your leg. Stuff it in to see
if it will hold." A quick impersonal withdrawal and once again the massive
dildo was inserted. This time it didn't hurt though. As big as this one had
felt earlier, after George's pounding, there was plenty of room.
"Hmm, I think it will hold, but I'd better hold it in place for a bit. Try
yours Glenn". Glenn re positioned me so that his cock would slam into my ass.
Soon I could feel George chuckle at how red by face was. He was making little
comments about how good this glue was. Maybe it will hold all evening. It
just spurred Glenn on even faster. I felt his heavy balls slamming into me.
Heard his quickened breathing and felt his release deep in my ass. Then
nothing. He pulled out and quickly inserted his leg. "Yep, I think this might
work. After the glue dries we'll need to wash down the table. It will hold
better."
