TARA'S ADVENTURES
CHAPTER 3
THE STAG
By Tara
It seemed as though I had just closed my eyes when I felt the sting on
my breasts causing my eyes to jerk open and a muffled shriek to resonate in my
ears. My brain was groggy as my head throbbed with a dull insistent. I
panicked, as my eyes seemed covered with a wispy web until they focused,
somewhat, on Veronica standing over me holding her crop hovering above me.
Instinctively, I tried to push myself upright but my bound hands quickly
reminded of how Bruno had left me.
"Was the slut trying to get some sleep after taking advantage of Bruno's
good nature?" Veronica seemed to bellow past her crooked smirk. She's accusing
me of taking advantage of Bruno. Who was she trying to kid? Am I to be blamed
for everything? "I hope you're well rested for your little adventure tonight."
She continued mockingly. "I guess I will have to release your restraints so you
can get ready for your duties tonight. It's such a shame as you always look so
inviting all bound up ready to be used."
Veronica hooked her crop the belt around her waist before releasing my
ankles from the spreader bar. She then unlocked my wrists from the sides of my
harness before helping me to my unsteady feet, my head still groggy, to stand
next to the bed. Veronica then re-locked my wrists behind my back before
administering several more blows from her crop against my bare ass cheeks,
causing the burning sting to return. Will that thing ever wear out? She then
used it to guide me over towards the table where a chair sat next to it. She
grabbed my shoulder stopping me just short of the chair and pushed me down to my
knees once again. Sitting down in the chair Veronica held her legs spread
exposing the small patch of material that covered her pussy. I have no idea
what has become of that upperly mobile, determined executive but I found myself
staring at her inviting pussy as my body flushed with sexual desire. She used
her crop under my chin, once again, to lift my head up so I could look into her
eyes as she spoke.
"We're going for a little boat trip tonight and it's important that you
look your best." Veronica instructed. "First you will be given something to
eat to ensure you have the energy for your performance tonight. You will be
given half an hour to finish everything brought for you and I mean everything.
I will then return to get you ready for tonight. Right now that is all you need
to know and nothing further, I will tell you more when I'm ready. Don't bother
wasting my time trying to guess just concentrate on following your orders and
being the perfect slut that I know you to be." Veronica stood up from the chair
and began to release the rest of my restraint, as well as the gag, while she
continued with her instructions. "I would be on my best behavior tonight and
not disappoint, if I was you, as you have already earned yourself some
punishment time. Any more indiscretions on your part will only add to it length
and severity. Now hurry and finish your dinner before I return." She concluded
as Francesco walked through the door carrying a tray.
She silently walked past Francesco as he placed the tray on the table
and turned to follow her out. The tray was filled with delicious offering that
were obviously picked for their high caloric value. Accompanying the gourmet
fair was also an expensive vintage bottle of wine, which I assumed was probably
laced with whatever drug they had been using on me to enhance my sexual
appetite. Quench one appetite and feed the other. I considered simply pouring
the wine down the drink but realized that they were probably keeping an eye on
me and administer it another way before punishing me for my 'indiscretion'. The
meal was just as fabulous as the previous one and I ate it hardily as I soon
discovered how famished I had become. After taking a first tentative sip of the
wine and not tasting any unpleasantness, I tried to convince myself that it
could not have been drugged.
I was barely finished my meal and the wine when Veronica returned with
Francesco. After Veronica inspected the tray and was satisfied that I had
finished everything Francesco removed it and left the cell. He returned almost
immediately carrying a garment bag and small case placing them on the table
before moving over towards the locked cabinets. Bruno entered the cell carrying
what looked like a short, high sawhorse with a padded crossbeam that he placed
near the shower and toilet. He turned and left the cell. Veronica grabbed my
arm, lifting me out of the chair, and pulled me over to stand facing the
sawhorse as Francesco brought over two sets on manacle from the cabinets. They
worked quickly and silently bending me over the crossbeam and shackling my
wrists and ankles to the four legs of the sawhorse leaving me almost doubled
over the sawhorse. They worked as though they had rehearsed this procedure a
thousand times over.
"We need to ensure that you are completely clean," Veronica said almost
reassuringly, "both inside and out. I am sure that you will be thrilled and
excited by you're the new sensations you are about to experience. However I
would encourage you to remain quiet as any hint at objection will only result in
addition punishment and reinforcement."
With that said, I watched, through my spread legs, as two long thin
plugs were inserted into my pussy and ass. These plugs were attached to tubes
that ran up and above me to something that I could only guess. I didn't have to
wait long to find out the purpose of the plugs as I felt warm liquids begin to
fill my cavities. I soon felt my abdomen begin to bloat uncomfortably and tried
to reposition my legs to take the pressure off from the crossbeam. I found
myself having to stand on my tiptoes in order to help relieve at least some of
the pressure but could not relieve the ensuing cramping. Once the liquid
stopped flowing Veronica warned me to keep my muscles clenched or further
punishment would be added to my already growing total. I found myself biting my
lower lip as my face contorted with strain as I fought my natural instinct to
expel the offending plugs holding the liquids within me.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, I was released from my
restraints and allowed to gingerly walk over to the toilet and remove the plug.
I barely had a chance to get the plugs out and my hands out of the way before
the liquid exploded out of my pussy and ass obscenely splashing into the toilet
bowl. No sooner had I wiped myself and washed my hands than they had me bent
over the sawhorse and shackled to it again. They repeated this procedure on my
ass and pussy only this time with a cold liquid that caused me to shiver from
deep inside. I was left bent over again to let the liquid work before they
released me to empty out over the toilet. I sat, completely humiliated, for a
few moments silently sobbing as my ass and pussy dripped the remaining liquid
out of my holes. Veronica then lightly slapped my legs with her crop and told
me to get into the shower to clean myself thoroughly with the soap supplied.
Veronica ensured that the water was hot but not burning before I stepped inside.
After washing my hair with the rich, fragrant shampoo, I grabbed the bar of dark
soap. The rough feel and medicinal smell made me think more of doctors getting
ready for surgery than the average person getting ready for a romantic
encounter. The bar rubbed my skin much as any exfoliate but its suds painfully
stung my more sensitive areas until washed away leaving only a slight burning
tingle. Once out of the shower Veronica offered me a thick towel to dry off.
Once toweled off Veronica smoothed a body lotion, with a very exotic
fragrance, over my entire body while lingering on my breasts, pussy mound and
ass. By the time she was finished, I felt that now familiar erotic tingle
throughout my body as my heart began to flutter with desire and my mind filled
with thoughts of sexual encounters. Was this a result of the alcohol or a drug
in the wine? Veronica simply pointed towards the vanity and ordered me to apply
my make-up properly then to get dressed in the clothes supplied in the garment
bag and case. She gave me forty-five minutes to be ready or have further
punishment added before Francesco and she left the cell. I sat down at the
vanity to begin just as the cell door closed with a heavy metal clang.
I applied my make-up in a thick layer ensuring I made myself look as
slutty as possible knowing she would accept nothing less. I then retrieved the
garment bag and case from the table and laid them down on the bed and got down
to dressing while I watching yet another transformation in the full-length
mirrors against the wall. After I finished dressing and had everything smoothed
down I took one look in the mirrors and I knew. Veronica could not say that I
didn't look like enough of a slut tonight. The halter-topped dress was silver
with a metallic sheen and formed tightly to my body like a second skin. It
formed down over my breasts holding them tight and squeezed together as it
exposing quite a bit at the sides. The thin material was so tight around my
breasts it created a cleavage line between them and formed seductively around my
large nipples, as they grew more erect. The very thin, stretched material
showed off every nuance, crevasse and curve of my well-toned body. The back was
open to just above the top of the cleft of my butt cheeks plunging deeply into
my ass cleavage.
This dress was shorter the one I had worn last night. Was that only
last night? Only 24 hours ago, I was in my office in excited anticipation of
beginning vacation. Here I am feeling separated from that time by months, not
hours. The lace tops of my stockings showed just below the hemline. The
stockings were black and very sheer with silver speckling that made them look
like as though an electrical charge was running when light shone on them. Their
lacy tops tickled at my pussy lips as they ran to the very tops of my thighs.
My pussy mound was barely covered by the flimsiest of g-strings, its thin, tight
fabric splitting my pussy lips, rubbing teasingly against my sensitive clit.
The metallic silver, opened toed sandals had heels higher than I had ever worn
in my life and nearly requiring me to walk on my tiptoes despite their one-inch
platforms. They were held, securely to my feet by three 1/2-inch straps as
one-inch wide straps wound snug around my ankles with a heel strap forming over
the back my heel.
I stood in front of the mirror mesmerized by my transformation as I
began to feel another warm flush wash over my body as my pussy began to moisten.
I definitely looked, and felt, like the slut that Veronica wanted. From the
'Just Fucked' hair, 'Looking for cock' outfit, the 'Fuck Me' shoes and the 'I'm
a slut' make-up job. I dared not sit for fear of disturbing something and
bringing on Veronica's wrath adding to the punishment she thought I deserved. I
decided to pass my remaining time admiring my latest transformation in the
mirror while practicing walking in my extremely tall heels. My sexual arousal
began to increase as I watched myself, in the mirrors, move around my cell
wearing at my slutty best. It took me some time to get use to walking in the
heels but once I did, I loved the way they made my firm, shapely legs look long
and supple. They required me to stand straight, with my back slightly arched,
pushing my breasts outward and keeping my butt firm. The snug ankle straps held
my heels securely against the heel strap while the platforms provided great
cushioning for the balls of my feet making them surprisingly comfortable.
The entire feel of moving around in this outfit made me want to reach down
between my legs to rub my clit until I gave myself the orgasm that was only
moments away. I couldn't take that chance knowing it would bring Veronica's
wrath if discovered. I was glad I exercised discretion seeing Veronica walk
through the door, followed closely by Francesco. She now wore a long black
dress that extended down to just above her ankles. It had a shiny leather look
but it flowed like satin as she walked. It clung tightly to her toned body
accentuating every curve. The sides were slit from the hem, up each side,
exposing her legs to just below her waist. Around her waist, a wide chrome
studded leather belt cinched it tightly accentuating her sensual hourglass
figure. The front of the dress was opened down past her belly button barely
covering her heavy breasts with the sheer fabric. As she walked towards me, I
could see the over-the-knee black patent leather boots with heels and platforms
matching mine in height. Her hands and arms were covered with tight fitting
gloves, made of the same material, reaching up to just below her shoulders. I
couldn't believe my eyes when I saw her now jet-black hair as it glistened in
the dim lights while her make-up had a very dark, gothic look giving her the air
of a very serious dominatrix. Catching a glimpse of the two of us together in
the mirror started my mind swimming in pool of sexual desire and fantasy.
Veronica circled around me a few times, the whole time tapping her crop
in her palm, making me envision a vulture surveying its prey. She ran a
leather-clad hand over my body, caressing and teasing, while lightly tapping me
with the tongue of her crop. She me effectively distracted me while Francesco
locked wrist and ankle cuffs on to me before locking a collar tightly around my
neck. Looking down I noticed small chains running under the shoe's soles
effectively locking the shoes to my feet. Veronica used her crop to lift my
chin before attaching a chain to a ring on the front of my collar. Looking back
into the mirror, I could see narrow metal band attached to the front of the
collar engraved with 'TARA' in bold red lettering.
"I know you haven't quite earned this yet, but I thought it would be a
nice touch for tonight." Veronica told me. "So when we return I'll be taking
it away until you can prove to me that you deserve the honour of wearing it."
Until I deserve the honour? What the hell does she mean? Of course, I
deserve the honour! What with everything that she has put me through, I think I
more than deserved my trophy. What am I thinking? I'm upset because she won't
me keep a collar locked around my neck? I can't believe it but I truly am.
I'll just have to prove it to her. I'm too competitive not to win my prize.
She'll let me keep it; I'll show her.
Veronica grabbed hold of my leash, as Francesco locked my wrists behind
me, and gave it a jerk to get me moving to lead me out of my cell. We moved
quickly up from the cellar and out of the cabin heading straight to the docking
area where Bruno waited next to a rather large powerboat. It must have been
early evening as there was still quite a bit of light with the shadows growing
long across the lake. Bruno picked up Veronica and carried her into the boat as
Francesco picked me up and did the same. I would have hated to see what would
have happened if I was to try to climb into this boat with wrists locked while
wearing these heels. I would probably just tumble in and break my neck.
Francesco put me down on the middle seat of the rear deck releasing my
wrists. Short lived was my freedom as wrist and ankle cuffs were locked to
chains connected to rings on the deck, limiting my movement. The mooring lines
were removed and Bruno began to race off across the lake. Veronica came up from
the cabin at the front of the boat carrying three glasses in one hand, a rather
large bottle of champagne in the other. She handed a glass to both Francesco
and me. After filling each of the glasses, she raised hers in a toast to wish
all a very exciting and successful evening. As she brought her glass to her
lips, she flashed her evil little smile towards me followed by a stern glare.
Veronica kept the champagne flowing to me as she told me what would be expected
of me that night.
"Tonight we'll be taking you to the cabin of one of Francesco's closest
friends, which also happens to be his closest neighbor." Veronica said
beginning her instructions. "He is holding a stag for one of his friends who
will be getting married shortly and he required an exotic dancer. Finding a
real exotic dancer willing to come up here is impossible so Francesco was nice
enough to volunteer your services and charms for the evening's festivities. You
had better not embarrass Francesco tonight and make him look bad in front of his
good friend and his guests. If I hear even the slightest of complaints or
dissatisfaction with you tonight, you will be introduced to a new 'friend' later
back at Francesco's cabin. So it is to your advantage not to disappoint me or
anyone else."
Veronica, reaching behind her seat, pulled out a black leather flogger.
She ran its many long leather straps up and between my legs before caressing my
sensitive breasts and stiffened nipples with them. My body began to tremble as
butterflies invaded my stomach from the fear of the pain she would inflict on me
with this menacing flogger. Having never been to a strip club, I had no idea
how to be an 'exotic dancer'. The only idea I had what to do came from the odd
TV show or movie that showed quick clips of strippers on stage. I wasn't too
worried about satisfying the men, satisfying Veronica was what worried me the
most.
"After watching you out on the dance floor when we've been out together
I know you can shake it." Veronica continued. "Now all you have to do is take
your clothes off at the same time while showing off your erotic side. What
could be easier? You'll find out about the rest of your evening when the time
comes. Now sit there quietly, enjoy your champagne and the boat ride."
Not having much choice in the matter and followed her orders. The boat
ride was pleasant as the air was still warm as it flowed over my body and
through my hair. The warm glow from the setting sun and refreshing feel of the
chilled champagne helped to add to the tranquil atmosphere. It was obvious how
well Bruno knew the waterway by the break neck speed despite he drove the boat
through the diminishing light. The far shore of the long lake began to close
quickly with Bruno not showing any sign of slowing. Suddenly the mouth of a
small river opened before the boat and Bruno steer straight into it, maintaining
his speed. The boat quickly moved back and forth several times as we sped down
this river. Each time I could see the dangerous sandbars off to each the side
but Bruno wouldn't slow down at all. The river soon opened up to another
smaller lake and it seemed as though we had slowed. Once again, the boat headed
straight across this lake to the far side.
We must have been traveling for about an hour by the time Bruno finally
slowed the boat. Lights began to flicker in front of us as a dock came into
view. Bruno maneuvered the boat next to the dock and Francesco jumped out to
tie off the mooring lines. Veronica released my cuffs from the boat's chains
and reattached the leash to my collar allowing it to dangle between my breasts
and lightly brush against my pussy mound. Bruno helped to steady us, in our
high heels, as the boat slowly rocked from our movements. Francesco joined
Bruno to assist us both out of the boat. They held our arms as we made our way
down the unsteady dock to firmer ground.
Veronica stopped me to allow the two men to continue, without us, up to
a cabin perched at the top of a steep hill. She circled me several times making
sure my outfit was straight and fitted properly. Pulling that spray bottle out
from behind the belt wrapped around her waist she reached out for one of my
nipples. I stopped her, grabbing the bottle out of her hand and sprayed its
elixir into my mouth, inhaling deeply. I repeated this a second and then a
third time just for good measure before handing it back to her. Its erotic
intoxication immediately began to affect my mind as a wave of warmth washed over
my body causing my pussy to tingle. The breeze off the lake teased at my
extremely hard and erect nipples through the thin fabric of my dress. Veronica
took the bottle from my hand, replacing it in her belt, before stepping behind
me to lock my wrists together.
"You are learning very quickly how to be a proper slut and sex slave."
She praised mockingly as she came out in front of me again. "It won't be long
before we won't need to use the spray. Your punishments should do just fine.
These nipple nooses will ensure your nipples remain erect and extremely
sensitive to even the most minor of manipulations. Keep up this proper behavior
and you'll earn that collar in no time. Now let's get our slut up to the cabin
and not keep every waiting."
She now gave me a stinging stroke to my ass with her crop before taking
hold of the leash to pull me towards the steep steps leading up to the cabin.
The suddenness of actions caught me off guard and I almost lost my balance. A
quick little hop and a few short, shuffling steps later, I was able to keep off
my face and retrieve my balance. The brightly lighted cabin seemed to loom
ominously in the distance as we ascended the steep uneven steps. Bruno stood by
the entrance to the cabin, waiting patiently for our arrival, and held the door
open as we approached. The sound of many excited voices escaped out into the
quiet wilderness as we stepped towards the entrance to the cabin. Veronica led
me by the leash, my hands securely locked behind me, into room not much
different from the grand room in Francesco's cabin only somewhat smaller. The
dozen, or so, men sat around the room jerked their heads around to face us as
soon we entered the room.
It was obvious, judging by the smiles and salivating, that we had made a
good first impression. The comments began as Veronica led me down the three
steps from the landing. Though crude and lewd, I found that they increased my
sexual appetite as my body began to tingle with ever-increasing desire.
Veronica held my leash high as she led me through the center of center of the
assembled men. They all took great delight in making sure each of my ass cheeks
received a welcoming slap. Veronica led me to the far end of this room where a
portable stage had been set-up. This small stage rose about three feet above
the main floor area with three steps off to one side. Veronica started up the
steps with me close behind and Francesco followed with another man behind him.
Positioning me in the middle of the stage facing towards the assembled men, she
removed the leash from my collar. She barked the command 'STAY!' at me,
punctuating it with a sting to my ass with her crop. This definitely caught the
attention of my audience as they immediately began to scrabble, getting their
seats to get a good vantage point. Veronica left me there moving to join
Francesco and the other man to the side of the stage area. They all began to
talk in hushed whispers. I couldn't make out their conversation as they kept
looking in my direction, smiling menacingly. The other man finally broke from
their huddle to rejoin the rest of gathering as he turned two thumbs up to the
rest.
Standing nervously at the center of the stage, I flushed with the tingle
of sexual excitement coursing through my mind and body. Veronica slowly walked
over to stand behind me before running her hands over my body adjusting my
outfit as she went. She reached around, cupping my breasts in her hands, and
pushed them up and together while pinching my nipples between her fingers. I
closed my eyes as a low moan escaped from my lips and my body quivered in
anticipation. The sound of hands clapping with raucous cheers filled the room
as I opened my eyes to the grinning face of the assembled audience. I now felt
so hot I thought that I might burst into flame right there and then. My nipples
were now so hard and erect that the slightest of movements would cause the thin
material of my dress to tickle and tease them.
"Your show is about to begin," Veronica whispered seductively into my
ear while releasing my wrists, "So you had better get your mind set properly.
I've already picked out the music that will enhance your performance. You had
better make sure you perform for the guest of honour, giving him a good show and
treat him the way I know you can ensuring he enjoys you to the fullest. You had
better understand what I mean."
Francesco placed a chair at the back of the stage as two of the guest of
honour's friends escorted him to the stage. They sat him down in the chair
before pulling his hands behind the chair and cuffing them to its back legs.
Once they returned to the assembled audience, the room filled with music, its
heavy bass resounding off the walls. The tempo of music started out slowly then
increased as the music progressed. I closed my eyes to concentrate on the beat
and tempo of the music, allowing its reverberations to mingle with my sexually
intoxicated mind. The primal beat of the music soon overtook me causing me to
instinctively dance in time to the music's heavy beat. I seemed to have lost
conscious control of myself as my hands raised above my head and my whole body
began to sway and gyrate seductively to the rhythms of the beat. At first, I
hadn't heard the catcalls; however, they soon served as encouragement to my
gyrations as I opened my eyes and saw a room full of lust-filled faces. This
served to encourage me further as I became more brazen and sexually energized as
the music changed.
This new tempo told me that it was time I turned my attention to the
guest of honour. I moved around him like a cat stalking its next meal as I
caressed his body lightly with my fingertips before I came to stand directly in
front him. Unhooking the halter straps of my dress, I slowly peeled the
clinging fabric away from my firm body to the rhythm of the music. His eyes
widened as I exposed my firm breasts with their large stiff nipples standing
proud. I pulled the thin fabric down exposing my flat stomach leaving it to
rest on my hips. Turning to the anxious audience, I drew my ankles together as
I arched my back, thrusting my breast outward. A lustful cheer rang through the
crowd as my firm rounded ass pushed invitingly towards the guest of honour.
Hooking my thumbs into the sides of the dress I seductively slithered the dress
down over my hips and firm ass. Craning my head around I watched the man on the
chair as I bent forward to pull the dress over my thighs and down my legs before
kicking it to the side.
Again, the tempo of the music changed just as something streaked before
my eyes and I heard the crack of a whip. I snapped my head around quickly just
in time to see Francesco pulling back on a long bullwhip before cracking it
inches from my body. Realizing the meaning of this, I turned to face the guest
of honour and slithered seductively to him as he sat cuffed in the chair.
Straddling his legs, I began rhythmically thrusting my pussy inches from his
face before slowly sinking into his lap. Taking hold of his head in my hands, I
buried his face between my breasts while grinding my hot, pulsating pussy into
his crotch. The hoots and hollers coming from behind only served to encourage
my sluttish behavior. I could now feel his engorged cock straining against his
pants as it teased my desperate pussy. Leaning in I gently teased his neck and
ears with my moist lips and tongue as my hot breath washed over him. I could
hear and feel his equally hot breath begin to get heavier with a slight
quivering moan. Lifting myself off his lap, I thrust my firm, naked ass out
towards the audience bending to unfasten his belt and pants before pulling them
down to his knees. The audience now has an excellent view of both my ass and
moist pussy.
His now freed cock jumps to attention slapping me on the chin before
lightly brushing my soft cheek with its veiny shaft. Standing, I turn and
sensuously glide towards the front of the stage. Bending over, I grab my ankles
spreading my legs wide to expose my tight, rounded ass and glistening pussy to
him. I reach a hand up to stroke my pussy several times before I slipping two
fingers deep into my waiting hole. I stroked them in and out of my pussy to the
beat of the music until my entire hand was coated in my juices. I now take a
well-lubricated finger and slowly push it against my crinkled bud. I push it
past my sphincter burying it up to the first knuckled then joining it with the
second. Lowering my ass, I bury them right up to the knuckles on my hand and
start pumping up and down on them until I feel the beginning of an orgasm wash
over me. Removing my fingers, I turn to face him and saw the look of pure lust
on his face. Getting down on all fours, I slowly crawl over to his now fully
engorged cock, licking my lips like the sex-starved slut that I felt myself to
be. Being in such an aroused state, I never noticed Veronica's approach until I
felt the sting of her crop across my ass cheeks.
"Get on with it, you horny slut!" She commanded. "Crawl to your
reward. These nice gentlemen deserve to and want to see just how much of a
nasty slut you really are."
Reaching his lap, I looked up to see his bouncing cock just as it
slapped against my cheek once again. Veronica's crop found my ass three more
times and I immediately encircled its purplish head with my lips. Slowly I
lowered my mouth down its length while sucking it to the back of my mouth and
into my throat. I had managed to deep-throat on several occasions before, but
never with the same ease as over the last day. Veronica was now rubbing the
braided shaft of her crop between my pussy lips and up across my asshole,
allowing the leather tip to lightly caress my clit, which encouraged me to suck
harder and faster on the cock I held in my mouth. Sensing he couldn't take much
more before going over the edge, I released him from my mouth as I stood up.
Turning to face away from him, I straddled his legs my hands leaning on
my knees to support my weight. Reaching between my legs, Veronica grabbed his
stiff cock placing it against my well-lubricated asshole. Her other hand
gripped my shoulder as she pulled me down onto his cock's helmet. The painful
pressure on my sphincter brought a guttural grunt from my throat as his cock
head pushed past my tight opening. Once the cock's helmet slipped past my
tightest opening, imbedding into my ass, I felt my sphincter begin to relax as I
slowly sank down onto his rigid cock. Suddenly I found myself completely
impaled onto his stiff shaft, sending wave after wave of unbridled lust to wash
of my mind. The erotic feel of having my ass so thoroughly stuffed in front of
these strangers caused a massive orgasm to rock my whole body. Just over a day
ago, I would never have considered having a cock up my ass, let alone enjoying
it.
I now found myself starting to pump onto his engorged cock as the first
wave of orgasm began to subside. I now relished the feeling of its swollen head
and veiny shaft as it pushed past my sphincter and over the walls of my anal
canal. He was now meeting my down stroke with his own upward thrust, impaling
his cock deeper into my ass. It wasn't long before I felt his body grow tense
giving one hard up thrust sending his steaming cum deep into my ass. The
feeling of his cum filling me sent me over the edge once again causing my ass
muscles to contract around his erection, milking it of his gooey cream, until it
softened and popped out of my ass. Turning I bent forward to give him one last
seductive kiss, thanking him, as the audience watched, mesmerized, as his cum
slowly leaked out from my ass. The cheers and catcalls stopped as the music
wound down, turning to animated conversation as they all came to agreement that
I was the horniest slut they had seen. 'They could hardly wait to get hold of
the nasty skank'.
Veronica grabbed me roughly by the elbow, pulling me off stage as two of
the men came up to release their spent friend. Once off the stage she pushed me
towards a hallway giving me a few quick whacks with her crop. The way she was
treating me, had I done something wrong? Wasn't my performance good enough for
her? She stopped me by the doorway of a washroom and pointed her crop towards
its interior, closing the door behind us.
"Get cleaned up and be quick about it." She commanded tossing a
washcloth and towel at me. "Your night of entertainment is not over yet. These
gentlemen are expecting to be entertained until two this morning. We will be
leaving you in their capable hands until then and you had better perform up to
their expectations or you'll truly be sorry once I get you back to Francesco's
cabin. You are going to go back out there and do whatever they ask of you
without complaint. You had better make it memorable because I hear even the
smallest complaint I will deal with you most harshly. Francesco has already
given them the rules of use and they all know better than to cross Francesco.
You won't need the rest of your clothes for the rest of the evening so
straighten up your stocking, use the toilet, get yourself cleaned up and fix
your make-up. They expect a clean skanky slut not some slimy two-bit hooker.
You have fifteen minutes before I return. Do you understand your instructions?"
"Yes, Mistress V." I found myself responding without hesitation as
Veronica turned and left me alone in the washroom. I sat down on the toilet
emptying my bladder and letting the remainder of cum to drip out of my ass (the
earlier enema took care of the rest). I cleaned myself up with the washcloth
and toweled off before pulling my stockings up making sure they were straight.
Standing before the mirror, I touched-up my make-up refreshing it back to it
earlier sluttish look. I was just finishing off applying the shimmering
lip-gloss as Veronica returned to the washroom. She stood before me holding two
small loops of thin leather, each loop held together by a small bead.
Connecting the two loops to one another was a thin silver chain. I didn't have
to wait long to learn the purpose of these loops as she quickly wraps one, then
the other, over each of my nipples positioning them over the base. Tightening
the small straps through the beads my rock hard nipples are squeezed tightly
ensuring their continued sensitivity.
"It's now titty, titty, shaky, shaky time for you slut." She said
mockingly with an evil little grin. "Now get your skanky ass out there and do
me proud, or else."
She hooked the leash to the front of my collar and dragged me out of the
washroom and into the main room to continue my sexual servitude. Once I stepped
out into the room Veronica released her hold on my lease and stepped back to
deliver two quick strokes of her crop across my bare ass cheeks The sound of
the crop slapping against me brought the attention of the men and they all
started to clap and holler beckoning me over to them. I didn't know where to go
first so I just put on my slut strut and moved to the center of the room. Once
I arrived in the center of the room, they immediately surrounded me and began to
grope and squeeze my breasts, pussy and ass. I felt my arms pulled behind my
back and my wrists locked together. Then a voice announced, "Sorry guys but the
host gets first crack at this slut".
Another man yelled from the far end of the room to wait as he came
bounding over carrying an old wooden yoke. He bent down in front of me and
began to attach the rings at either end to the ankle straps of my high-heeled
shoes forcing my legs to spread wide. This brought excited cheers from the
other men while another man threw a rope over a beam above me. He tied one end
of the rope to my cuffed hands before using the other end to pull my arms up
behind me. This forced me to bend at the waist in order to take the pressure
off my shoulder joints until I was perpendicular to the floor. They tied off
the other end of the rope leaving my pussy and ass exposed between my spread
legs and my head, conveniently, at crotch level. Suddenly I felt a cool,
slippery liquid creeping down the crack of my ass and a finger begin to massage
it into my ass. If I didn't know before, I knew now that I was in for a long,
hard night. Pardon the pun.
I didn't have long to wait as I felt the head of a stiff cock poking at
the entrance to my now sopping pussy. A set of hands took firm hold of my hips
as the cock entered my pussy, its hard shaft slowly following up into me until I
felt a ball sac slap against my sensitive clit. I closed my eyes releasing a
load moan as I felt my clit begin to grow hard. Someone else took advantage of
this by grabbing the hair to pull my head back and pushing another hard cock
between my moistened lips. The cock in my pussy began to slide in and out of my
hungry pussy causing me to suck the cock in my mouth towards my waiting throat.
These two cocks got into a game of give and take with me rocking between while
being stuffed alternatively at both ends, teasing my clit with ball sac slapping
against it. I couldn't believe how sexually charged I was feeling, the nastier
I was treated the hornier I became. My eyes sprang open as the first of many
orgasms swept over me.
Just then, I felt the cock in my mouth spasm, coating my tongue with its
sweet cum, as I struggled to swallow as fast as it filled my mouth. While I
struggled against the feeling of drowning by the flood of cum in my mouth I
barely noticed the cock pulling out of my pussy until it pushed at the crinkled
bud of my asshole. This cock wasted no time as it pushed into my slick ass
bringing a huge gasp to my mouth. Another rock hard member pushed its way
towards my throat making me gag from surprise immediately stifled my gasp. The
game of give and take renewed before the cock in my ass grew ever harder before
one final thrust spewed its hot cum into my bowels. No sooner had it finished
filling me than a fresh and eager hard shaft replaced it. Those waiting their
turn must have become bored as they took up playing with my breasts while
pulling at the chain connected to my nipple nooses causing me to jerk around
from the painful pressure. The men taking me from behind decided it would be
fun to spank my ass cheeks, as they fucked, encouraging their filly to the
finish line. Which I was now crossing repeatedly until it seemed like one
massive orgasm.
I had no idea how long this erotic assault went on for but by the time
they decided to rest, gooey spunk covered me. It was in my hair, running down
my face, coating my back and ass cheeks and seeping out of my three holes. The
bastards didn't even bother to release me from bondage but choose to sit back
with their refreshments commenting on 'how skanky I looked'. Given time to
ponder my current predicament, I realized how uncomfortable my position was.
Suddenly I felt a warm tongue running up the crack of my ass, scooping up the
coating of cum, as the men began to hoot and holler. As the tongue made its way
up my back, sending a chill with it, a hand reached for my well-used pussy. I
peered down beneath me to see Veronica's boots through the slit of her dress. I
felt a hand grab my hair, my head raised, as Veronica stepped in front of me.
"Well, slut, it's time for your next performance," Veronica informed
with a giggle, "and this time you'll be co-starring with me, so you better be
good." She turned towards the men in the room as I felt my arms release.
"Gentlemen may I have your attention," She bellowed, "We have a little treat for
you tonight, a special performance. This sex-hungry slut slave wants to perform
a sexually charged lesbian interlude with me for your entertainment. After much
begging on her part, I decided to relent in order to give you a special treat.
So please take your seats and remain off stage during the performance."
By now, my restraints released, I was up on stage waiting for Veronica
to join me. She confidently strode over to me before grabbing a hand full of
hair pressing her lips sensuously to mine. I found myself melting into her
passionate embrace as our bodies pressed together. My mind began to swim in
lustful desire as her soft, gentle touch contrasted with the aggressive rutting
I had just experienced. We slowly and sensually explore each other's bodies,
softly running our hands over the other's breasts and teasing the nipples
between our fingers. I was feeling Veronica through the silkiness of her dress,
feeling how soft, yet toned she felt to my fingers as they glide down over her
rounded buttock to the back of her legs. I then circle my hands around to her
firm thighs, continuing until I feel her pussy mould through the silky fabric.
Her hot breath deepens, as does my own. I find myself floating in a sea of
erotic desire.
Veronica and I have ended up in having sex together, several times,
after some of our little games. Oh my god! These games always end up with
Veronica binding and dominating me. My mind began to reel in confusion. Did
Veronica set me up or simply realize my true nature? I have always been
independent and strong willed yet I have not truly objected to my treatment over
the last 24-hours. Others have been using me for their deviant sexual
satisfaction in ways I would never have ever agreed to before while having the
most intense orgasm that I have ever experienced. I was so confused and
conflicted but all I knew was how my intense sexual lust was guiding my desire
for orgasmic satisfaction. I no longer thought of what I was doing as being
wrong or deviant, only that I needed it to satisfy my desires.
My mind began to fog with lust as the excitement of the moment was
causing my desire to increase tenfold. My hands instinctively began to remove
Veronica's dress as I seductively caressed her bare flesh, sliding the fabric
down her supple curves. My knees began to weaken as I felt my pussy tingled
with expectation of what was to come. Veronica gently pushed me down to my
knees before straddling my head to push her bare pussy to my mouth. The musky
smell of her glistening pussy heightened my wanton sexual desire even further as
she pressed harder onto my mouth, my tongue instinctually snaked up her canal.
She began thrusting her hips back and forth rubbing her now swollen clit against
my eager lips. She held my head tightly as she moaned lightly, thrusting her
hips against my sucking mouth and probing tongue.
I soon felt myself pushed backwards towards the floor, Veronica's pussy
staying well planted against my mouth. Once I was flat on the stage, Veronica
stood to turn before lowering her pussy back to my waiting mouth once again.
She now reached forward to grab hold of my spread knees pulling my legs up,
hooking them under her arms to raise my butt off the stage and bring my pussy to
her mouth. My pussy and asshole were now quite open and exposed for her to use.
I felt her bend forward, as her pussy ground into mouth, before sucking on my
own swollen clit, licking my pussy and sticking her long tongue up my eager
canal. I was in heaven. I felt like my entire world revolved around my pussy
and the one attached to my mouth covering my face with its juices. Suddenly I
felt a finger push into my asshole causing another orgasm to explode through my
body. I decided to return the favour and inserted one, then two, of my fingers
in her asshole feeling her body tense and shake before my mouth was flooded with
her sweet nectar. She inserted a second finger to join the first and we both
started to thrust our finger in and out of each other's assholes while
frantically licking and sucking each other's pussy, as though possessed. Orgasm
after orgasm shook through our bodies for what seemed like forever before we
both collapsed against one another.
The cheers, whistling, catcalls and clapping brought me back to reality.
My only hope is that they don't expect an encore anytime soon as I felt
exhaustion fill my tortured body. Veronica stood up over me as she grabbed her
crop to slap it against my prone body. I tried to roll away from her assault
only to receive a reward of several stinging blows to my ass and thighs. I
jumped to my feet hoping to escape the assault only to stumble in my heels and
nearly fall from the stage. Once regaining my balance, I felt the sting of
Veronica's crop as the assembled crowd only served to encourage her. She
scolded me as a headmistress would scold one of her charges, using her crop on
my poor defenseless ass until I was off the stage. She told me to get to the
washroom to clean up and make myself presentable again so I could finish my
duties.
Most of the rest of the night progressed pretty much the same as before
with me getting my mouth stuffed with cock, pussy fucked and asshole reamed as I
became covered in gooey cum. As the night wore on, fatigue and alcohol took
their toll on the men as they started to fall into varying states of
consciousness. I was now spending more time trying to encourage one man or the
other than having cock stuffing me or spraying with cum. Those that could keep
their eyes opened would squeeze my breasts, pinch my nipples or grab at my ass
and pussy. My lust and sexual desire was starting wane as the promise of sexual
use quickly disappeared. Fear began to overcome me as I felt my mind drifting
towards thoughts of Veronica's dissatisfaction with my inability to keep these
men interested. Having a chance to rest also gave my body a chance to begin to
complain as the use and abuse began to make itself known. Fatigue began to take
over, my body going through the motions and my eyes glazing over. Then with a
crack of her crop across my sore, abused ass, Veronica brought me back to
reality pushing me to the floor and inserting its bulbous handle into my ass.
Pulling back on my hair, she pushed the handle deeper and deeper into my ass
until I let out a squeal from the painful pressure. This served only to stir
some of the men in their varied states of consciousness and bring on more of
Veronica's wrath.
"I leave you alone for a few moments and this is the thanks I receive,
you fucking stupid slut?" Veronica screams in my ear. The anger in her voice
continues. "You have greatly disappointed me with this lackadaisical behavior
and now you are going to making me punish you when we get back. I guess we had
better get out of here, before these men start complaining about your useless
performance and embarrass Francesco. If you make me wait any longer or do
anything else to piss me off as I will literally whip your skanky ass off.
Don't make me wait, I'm in a hurry to get back and punish your skanky ass for
disappointing me tonight."
I quickly scurried off the stage from fear of making Veronica even
angrier as I still didn't know what forms of pain she was capable of inflicting.
Once I got off the stage she attached the lease to my collar and Francesco
latched my hands behind my back. Veronica then tugged me over to a couch at the
back of the room close to the door we entered and bent me over the back while
Francesco held me there with his hand on the back of my neck.
"Gentlemen!" Veronica bellowed to get their attention. "This nasty
slut has been very bad this evening and requires some punishment. Therefore, to
apologize and bid you goodbye this slutty slave would like to invite you all to
come over and give her what she both requires and deserves. Step forward and
leave a nice handprint on her undisciplined ass."
They obviously didn't need to be asked twice as they all rushed over and
each took a slap at my ass, each felt harder than the one before. I couldn't
remember my ass stinging and burning as much as it did then after they were
finished. This punishment brought tears to my eyes making my makeup begin to
run. I then felt a hand grab my hair at the back of my head and lift me off the
back of the couch. I was now standing with me head pulled back uncomfortably
with Veronica's face inches away from my own. She then reached up and took a
nipple between the fingers of each hand then pinched down hard while twisting
them. The pain brought more tears to my eyes but I dare not yell out or she
might decide to punish me even worse than she was already planning.
"Does the nasty cry baby slut think this hurts?" She said dripping with
sarcasm. "This is nothing compared with want awaits you when we get back.
You're only lucky I enjoyed your last stage performance or it might have been a
lot worse for you. Now get your fucking slave ass down to the boat and be quick
about I want you waiting for us when we get there."
With that she gave me another whack with her crop on my already burning
ass and I gave a little yelp and scurried out of the cabin and into the dark
cool night air. Thank goodness for a full moon or I would never have been able
to find the boat as it illuminated the dark pathway down to the dock where the
boat was or so I hoped. The summer night's air was still quite warm which was
quite welcomed considering my near naked state. When I finally reached the
boat, (quite the feat considering I had to negotiate the steep, uneven path in
the dark, wearing 6" stiletto heels and with my hands cuffed behind my back) I
just stood there wondering whether I should wait on the dock or try to get into
the boat myself. I decided not to encourage further punishment deciding to try
to get into the boat by myself. I noticed step stool in the boat on the
dockside and carefully put one heeled foot on the top, slowly shifted my weight
to it and waited for the boat to settle. Then I lifted my other heeled foot off
the dock, teetering precariously on one foot as the boat began to rock again. I
managed to keep my balance until I got the other foot settled on the top of the
stool. A flood of relief swept over me as I managed to make my way down the
steps onto the deck of the boat and stood there with my legs spread slightly
waiting for the boat to stop rocking. I finally saw the three of them making
their way down the path to the boat with Francesco and Bruno helping Veronica so
she would slip in her heels along the uneven pathway. To think I made my way
down on my own with hands cuffed behind my back. What a bitch she was. When
they reached the boat, Bruno and Francesco helped Veronica into the boat before
climbing in themselves.
"What a good little slut slave you are, Tara." Veronica praised once in
the boat. "You are finally learning how to obey my orders maybe I'll take it a
little easier on you later. Now we have to get you seated to enjoy the trip
back to the cabin for our busy night ahead. You might find the trip back a
little uncomfortable."
Francesco came over carrying what looked like some sort of saddle with a
long pole running from underneath. He positioned the pole into a hole in the
deck of the boat, locking it in place. That is when I noticed the two life-like
phalli molded to the middle of this 'saddle. I barely had time to think as
Bruno grabbed my arms from behind and pushed me over towards Francesco.
Veronica was busy applying a generous coating of lube to the two phalli making
it obvious where they would soon be buried. Francesco and Bruno each grabbed
hold of one arm and one leg lifting me high into the air and over the 'saddle'.
They slowly lowered me down towards the two fake cocks as Veronica reached
underneath to ensure they found their marks. Once properly positioned they
simply relaxed their hold allowing my own weight to impale me on these two stiff
intruders. My grunts and shrieks resounded all around the lake as they echoed
back towards us. My legs stretched out below me barely allowing my heels to
rest on the deck.
Now completely impaled in both my ass and pussy I sat straddling this
devious 'saddle'. They pulled the front and back of this 'saddle' tightly
against my body, strapping it around my waist. Once tightened it formed around
my body holding me tightly and I could feel ridge separating my pussy lips,
caressing my hardening clit. Francesco and Bruno hooked my ankle straps to the
base of the pole as Veronica attached a chain from the back of the 'saddle' to
my still cuffed wrists. Secured uncomfortably to this apparatus I felt my
tired, over-stretched legs begin to collapse under me causing me to sink into
the 'saddle' forcing the intruders deeper into my body. I then felt the saddle
begin to give slightly downwards, allowing my legs to bend slightly and giving
some relief. Little did I realize the true purpose of this play in the
supporting pole. Francesco and Bruno moved to the front of the boat to prepare
to get under way as Veronica approached me holding another short chain. This
she attached to the chain connecting my nipple nooses, pulling it taught hooking
into a ring on the front of the 'saddle'. She showed me an evil smirk as she
teased my very sensitive nipples and silently turned to join the two men at the
front of the boat.
The boat suddenly lurched forward causing me to rock backwards in my
'saddle' jamming the dildo in my ass to drive in even farther and the chains to
pull hard on my nipples. I let out a loud moan from the sudden abuse on my body
as I tried to regain my precarious balance. This made the three turn to face me
and begin to laugh mockingly at my current predicament. As Bruno raced across
the rippled lake, the apparatus, I was strapped to, quickly introduced its true
nature. Every small ripple or wave on the lake caused the boat hop and bounce
causing me to lift off the 'saddle' slightly only to have the boat drive the
'saddle' and its two cocks back into me. I soon came to realize that the pole
that held the 'saddle' was actually a hydraulic piston, which compressed as I
came down onto the 'saddle' only to help push the rubber cocks back into me as I
lifted off.
We were barely five minutes into our trip back before the two phalli and
the ridges teasing my clit worked their magic on my highly stimulated sex. I
felt another massive orgasm begin to rock my mind and body as my now heaving
chest pushed out moans of pleasure. I was soon screeching from unbridled
passion as I found myself grinding my crotch into the 'saddle'. I now found
myself pulling back on the chain holding my highly sensitive nipples relishing
the erotic painful pressure the nooses supplied. As the ecstasy of this first
orgasm began to subside, another one started forming in the depths of my soul.
My mind began to swim and I my last lucid thought was if my overly stimulated
and used body could survive the hour-long trip back to Francesco's cabin.
Nothing seemed real around me anymore as I seemed to drift from consciousness.
