Jazzy woke up as if from a dream. She had been in a small helicopter with her two male friends circling the densely covered islands they had accidentally spotted from the air. Taking a quick jaunt to Catalina to bike had been the plan, but Dave had talked non-stop as he flew the company copter. Being the boss's son gave him some clout for weekends off and he easily took his two friends with him every time. His stories were comical because he literally grew up knowing most of their co-workers and he loved telling all their workplace mishaps; making the telling funny as well as entertaining. The time flew by when Dave was on a roll.

The three worked together in a large corporation with Jazzy being the newest member of the design team. She counted herself lucky to meet two kindred spirits who also loved the outdoors, sports and physical activity like roller-blading and quick hoops between work sessions. The three became fast friends. She had felt like she hung from a lucky star to make it so quickly in a new city so far from home. Making new friends wasn't as hard as she had thought it would be. Jazzy smiled at another joke Dave told about the last buyer's convention before she came on board. That remembrance had been her last memory until now. It seemed she had been about to take another swig from Kent 's water jug when everything slowly went black. She recalled falling as if traveling downward with Kent 's voice calling her from afar.

Now all she could feel was an extreme fullness in her mouth and in her ass as well as numerous small cuts and bruises on her arms legs, and body. Jazzy was in a kneeling position stretched across a thick metal tube of some sort; her hands tied tightly behind her back. Attempting to move her feet, thick leather cut into her ankles and she realized she was truly bound. Jazzy opened her eyes wide and turned her head sideways. “Oh my Gosh!” Those words formed in her mind as she looked down a row of similarly bound women. They were all connected to the same long length of thick pipe and every woman including her was completely naked! Carpet covered wood was under her knees at a tilt to make her ass feel higher than her front. Jazzy felt truly captive and frightened.

There were thirteen women besides Jazzy, each bound at the ankles with wrists secured tightly behind them. In each mouth was a large ball gag held in by a slingshot leather strap wound around their heads. All the women had long hair like hers tied tightly back in high ponytails that drew their eyes upward as if they were oriental. All had large hanging tits that were gripped between two smaller metal poles in front of them. As Jazzy looked down the line of women her eyes took in the scene in disbelief. She was at the end of a long line and she mentally counted again to make sure her eyes weren't deceiving her. This had to be a nightmare! As she counted the line for the third time reality sunk in and Jazzy's body shuddered.

“How did she get here and where was she?” Jazzy thoughts tumbled over each other. It appeared she was the newest female on the line's end and as she lifted her head to see better she felt a pull on her own tits. The pain brought her head back down quickly and she noticed large rings piercing her nipples as they stretched downward with elongated weights hanging from each one. The normally light pink areola surrounding her now long nipples was tinted bright red and enlarged. Small pricks of blood showed on either side of the hole where the ring jutted out.

“When did all this happen?” Jazzy thought. She turned her head to the right and saw every woman down the line with identical weights hanging from huge squeezed tits. Some of the women had nipples so long the weight looked like a continual extension hanging down. Large red circles of sheer tint glittered around every nipple in the line making them look truly trussed up and waiting for something to happen.

Jazzy could feel her body contracting at the sight she was trying to take in. Lifting her head slowly to ease the pain in her tightened breasts as she pulled her neck back, she gazed up at a single bright light bulb hanging from the ceiling and illuminating the long room. The walls and floor were concrete and unpainted. The ceiling was high with numerous pipes and boards running across it at an assortment of angles. “Where am I?” Jazzy thought in scared wonder for the second time.

Some of the women's heads hung down loosely as if in sleep but the fourth woman down the row saw Jazzy's wild eyes and with her own eyes signaled to her to look behind them. As Jazzy slowly turned her head backwards the ball gag in her mouth cut into the sides of her lips. She couldn't see her own ass, but she could see the asses of the other women. Each had a protrusion sticking out of their ass cheeks in all different sizes and colors. The red plastic poles looked the fattest and tapered out to a skinny handle with a hand grip on the end. Looking down the row, all the women resembled a rainbow with different colored butt plugs jutting out of asses against white, black, and yellow skin. “No wonder my ass aches,” Jazzy thought, ”I wonder what color mine must be because it feels enormous in my ass.” Tears began to slide down her face from the pain.

Suddenly the door opened behind her and all the women's heads went up and looked forward.

Jazzy swung her head backwards to see who was behind her and felt a smack to her face that sent her head the other direction and left a stinging red imprint behind on her cheek.

Leaning over her was the biggest, tallest man she had ever seen, his muscles bulging in his forearms as he shouted at her. “Turn your head forward and stay at attention!” She moved slightly forward as he walked around the side of her. His head was clothed in tight black leather with slits for his eyes, mouth, ears and nose. As he came to the front of her she saw his body was also in black leather with tapered pants covering tightly across his groin at her eye level. His cock was rock hard and huge beneath the leather. She could see the strain on the leather to keep it contained. The giant bent down to Jazzy. “Cunt, I think you need to learn the rules around here.” As he shouted in her face he pulled downward on her nipple weights making her silently scream behind her gag. Her eyes widened as she watched him pull her nipples longer and longer towards the floor adding extra weights to keep them down and stretched taunt.

“Now let's begin your other lesson in manners.” He said. The other women kept their faces and eyes forward, their chins up and pretended they didn't hear.

To be continued.

Two slight and thin men scurried forward and to the sides of the giant. They wore nothing more than thin loincloths covering their front area and nothing but a G-string up the cracks of their asses. Both looked ungroomed and undernourished. “Get down and ready me for this cunt Sledge!” the giant boomed to the small man on his right. “I hope you've plugged her with the red bulb to fit my girth.” The other man raced around behind Jazzy and double-checked her plug. “It's red,” he squeaked loudly as the one called Sledge kneeled down in front of the giant and opened his mouth. The giant reached down and unleashed his large throbbing cock and slung it into Sledge's mouth. Large purple veins throbbed from the sides of his cock and Jazzy's eyes widened. Sledge began sucking noisily in front of Jazzy's face as the giant stood looking down on her.

“Hurry up Sledge, make me harder and longer so I can teach this cunt a lesson she won't forget.” Sledge began enjoying his work and Jazzy could see his tongue wrapping around the thick cock as his head moved up and down quickly taking the pulsing cock to its root then sliding it back out as he licked and sucked. The sides of his cheeks puffed in and out with his efforts and a thin sheen of sweat popped out on his forehead. The giant grabbed Sledge's hair and jammed his cock in deep and held it there. Sledge's eyes bugged out as he tried to hold the massive meat tightly with his lips sealed around its base. As the giant slowly withdrew his thick swollen member he bellowed, “Deek prime the cunt's ass for me I'm almost ready!”

Jazzy tried to swallow but her mouth was dry with the large ball gag holding her mouth open. Behind her she could feel the butt plug being pulled outward then twisted back in her deeper. “She looks a little raw Master,” squeaked Deek. “Do you want some butter on it this time?”

“NO! She's got to learn her place – I want it to hurt her!” This time the giant spoke in softer more menacing tones, his glistening cock pulled almost totally out of Sledge's mouth now as Sledge concentrated on sucking the huge head and poking his tongue into the pee hole. Jazzy was so close to this monster's cock she could smell the raunchy sex odor coming off him.

Sledge popped the cock head out all the way and turned towards Jazzy and grinned. He then bent down and suckled on the twin balls hanging between the giant's legs while the massive cock jutted towards Jazzy. The Master's groin area was shaved and Jazzy watched as sledge pulled at one ball then the other with his mouth, leaving globs of spittle dripping from each one as he slurped at one and then the other. At the same time Deek was shoving the plug deeper into Jazzy's tight hole and she wanted to faint with the pain but her eyes were riveted on the scene playing out in front of her.

“Next time I get to suck you Master?” Deek whined from behind her. “Maybe so,” the giant crooned softly as he eyed Jazzy's tits and mouth. “This time you get to lick the stick.” Sledge sat back on his legs and looked at his Master's cock and dripping balls. “Do you want more Master?” he asked. “No Sledge, you're a good lad,” said the giant. “Now go back to your room, Deek can finish this in here.” With another grin towards Jazzy, this time with an added wink, Sledge took off across the room as he was told. Deek pulled the plug from Jazzy's asshole with a loud pop and ran around to the Master's feet and ducked down low and began to lick the wet butt plug in long slow strokes from top to bottom. Jazzy could smell her own ass juices and she was so frightened she began to pee. Without missing a beat Deek swept himself under her and began to lap up the warm piss as it poured from her cunt. His lips never touched her but he caught every drop and smacked his lips when she finished. “Better than cleaning up a mess later on, good job Deek,” his Master said.

Deek smiled thinly as a few drops of piss ran from his lips and he again began his slow licking pf her thick ass stick. “This can't be happening to me,” thought Jazzy. “This is surely the wildest nightmare I've ever had.”

“I know exactly what you're thinking cunt and this is reality,” said the new Master. He walked around Jazzy tweaking her skin and letting her know this was no dream. When he reached the smooth white butt she had sticking upward he drew out a thin small whip and began to strike her ass with it. Jazzy flinched with each stoke and the heat began to build on her ass. Soon he had Deek crawling around behind her too, the plug hanging from his mouth as he held Jazzy's ass cheeks wide. The Master brought the whip down on her gaping hole making it burn and ooze. Just as suddenly as the whipping began, it stopped. Deek rushed around in front again and began tugging on the nipple weights, his slimy tongue licking the length of her long rigid nipples. In one swift stroke the Master's massive cock slammed into Jazzy's open hole and went deep. The Master moaned his pleasure as she whimpered in her throat. “You're still tight for me,” he gasped, as he drove into her over and over again. Eyes wild she looked around her. The other women faced forward as if nothing untold were taking place right next to them. Deek's long tongue lapped at her nipples wetting them and making the weights feel much heavier.

Jazzy hung her head with the feelings coursing through her from in front and behind. Deek's breath reeked of ass juices and he was salivating them all over her tits now. Jazzy tried to move as the cock slide in and out of her in what seemed like slow motion. Her nipples from where she could see them looked so hard and long – at least an inch long if she was thinking straight. Was that even possible?! As the pain began to subside, Jazzy felt her own juices rising, making her cunt drip and her ass wet and slick inside. She heard the giant groan loudly as he fucked her harder and faster. She could feel her ass jiggling with the speed and she tried to move in time with him. Deek looked down from his work on her nipples and saw the cunt juice running down her legs. He moved to lap at it as it fell. With one deep thrust the Master held her ass in place and pumped his load of cum deep into her hole. Jazzy could feel the pressure of his cum shooting up her and she came with a trembling force. Deek's slimy tongue noisily licked at her cum juices as they ran.

Jazzy felt her body sag as the Master withdrew his spent cock. “Clean her up and get her ready for the workout,” he boomed at Deek as he left by the door he had come in. Deek left her legs, the plug still tight in his fist. “Yes Master,” he whined, and ran behind Jazzy again. This time she felt his tongue sliding inside her ass and licking. He held her ass cheeks wide and began to suck loudly and Jazzy felt as if he were sucking the cum right from her wet orifice. She was spent but this slimy little man was making her sweat and gyrate her ass. “Come on little filly, let me have it all,” he croaked between licks. “That's it, ole Deek likes the Master's cum.” He fingered her cunt hole and sucked her asshole licking deeply. As he slurped and gulped up all thecum from her ass Jazzy came again with a shudder, his fingers working in and out her cunt.

“I think you're almost ready now,” he said. He pulled his wet mouth from her ass and shoved the plug back in as deep as it would go. Then he got a strip of leather from the wall behind her and began to tie the plug in by wrapping the leather between her legs and up around her front. When he was done she had a leather loin wrap fastened on her, the ass plug deep in her wet sopping hole. He came around to the front of her and began to remove the nipple weights. Before he took the last one off he wailed for Sledge, “you better get at least two others ready, Master's going to work out this new filly today.”

From under the kneeling board Deek drew out two thin red pieces of leather and began to wrap her sore nipples so they jutted out straight and long. Round and round went the leather until she had two twin peaks pointing out at least an inch and a half. Deek left the last weight hanging from her tits. “Master likes to see them jiggle when you run,” he squeaked as he flicked them with his finger. He cunt lips already exposed he reached under and sucked them longer so they also jutted out from the binding holding in her plug. Jazzy realized her shaved cunt was going to remain exposed to any eyes who wanted to stare at her. Between the red stained areolas, painted large to look obscene, her trussed up nipples with their new tight red binding, and a plug in her butt that hurt like hell, Jazzy thought, “What else could happen now?”

To be continued.

As Sledge came back into the room, Deek shouted out,” pick two other lookers for the gents, no make it three and we'll balance one cart with the fillies today.” Sledge apparently agreed and the two of them set about releasing the four from the shackles. On the end where Jazzy was fastened, Deek opened an old fashioned lock with a key and lifted the top bar holding the women's tits in place. “Slide out gel,” he told Jazzy, “just lean yourself back and slide them tits away.” Jazzy sat back on her haunches, her swollen tits freed from the bars. She almost rested her ass against her feet on the carpeted kneel post and then stared down the line. She could see Sledge picking out three other women. First a long sleek back woman with high full tits, the tips tinted burgundy, her slick pony tail hanging black and long to her waist. The bands Sledge began to wrap on her nipples were a lighter red to match her gaping cunt lips. He readied her in the same method as Deek had done to Jazzy earlier.

“That there's Moot and she's a favorite around here,” Deek told her. We always try to pull her out with the new fillies to train.” Moot had a crystal pink bulb projecting from her ass that Sledge twisted in deeper as he bound it in and made her loin piece. Jazzy felt her ass muscles tighten as she watched with wide eyes, not believing this place and still wondering if all this were real. “Hurry up Sledge, I gotta get this lock back in place and you know I can't leave the new gel!” he shouted down to Sledge.

Jazzy's own hair was also long except blond and she typically always wore it in a ponytail anyway, but never pulled and slicked back as tightly as it was today. All the women had the same ponytails fashioned on their heads. They were high, each reaching down waist long. Moot's nipples finished she stood now, and with her legs slightly spread peed into Sledge's open mouth. He then reached up and suckled her cunt lips and she bent slightly at the knees allowing him better access like she enjoyed this treatment! When he felt the large pink cunt lips puckered out enough he sat back licking the drops of piss from his own lips. “Thanks Moot, you got the tastiest piss in the stable,” he told her. Moot actually seemed to preen and prance on her bare feet.

“What was going on here,” Jazzy wondered. Moot's heavy breasts hung slightly then jutted out as Sledge tweaked the long nipple ends pulling at the remaining weight as he fingered her cunt for her. Jazzy could see the shudders running through Moot's thighs from where she sat. “Hurry up Sledge!” Deek whined loudly, “I wanta be done already.” Sledge got up and grinned down at Jazzy as he leaned in and dropped a pearl of saliva on the end of each of Moot's exposed nipple ends. Her nipples were wrapped and looking at least two inches long! Moot held them out proudly and gave Jazzy a long look. The butt plug up her ass gave it an even higher look than normal and Jazzy could swear Moot was enjoying this attention. Moot stayed in her place standing and waiting as Sledge left her.

Next Sledge moved to a redhead a few women down from Jazzy. Her skin was so white you could see the blue veins underneath it, her ponytail was almost a bright orange and wavy down her back. The creaminess of her skin contrasted wildly with her bright hair and her eyes were a clear light blue. The red tint on her breast tips had an orange glow about it and as she slid her massive tits from the shackles the orange butt plug gaping out of her asshole almost matched her hair and titties. She stood and bent forward slightly and Sledge reached down and twisted the plug viciously in circles. “I know what you like honey,” he crooned quietly to her. She gyrated her ass in circles as her turned the plug in her hole. Jazzy could see a thin white liquid run from her ass cheeks. Deek's slimy mouth close to Jazzy's ear whispered, “That's Queenie, she likes the plug, hers has little feelers on the end inside her.” Jazzy was dumbstruck and wishing she could look away but she couldn't stop staring. Queenie bent low, her tit weights scraping the ground as Sledge reached around and tugged them both at once hard. Suddenly a stream of cum came shooting from Queenie's cunt with Sledge there to catch it with his long tongue. “Good gel,” he petted her ass as she writhed her ass on her hole plug. Jazzy could see her ass cheeks holding onto it tightly and squeezing it deeper inside herself. “Piss for me now baby,” Sledge said as his mouth opened wider to drink from her cunt hole. Queenie let a small stream of piss loose and shook her ponytail. Smacking his lips, Sledge quickly trussed up her nipples in orange leather in the same method of the two waiting. He didn't suck her cunt lips out of the binding like he did Moot. Instead he reached his hand and yanked them hard while Queenie's eyes popped wide and tears glistened in her eyes. He stuck his thumb inside her cunt, “maybe next time you'll give me more piss than that sugar,” he said gruffly to her. She looked about and then stood quietly with her legs spread open.

Deek piped, “Grab another cookie and hurry up about it, the Master's waiting on these fillies!”

“Gotta get um primed and ready,” grumbled Sledge as he made his third decision. At the far end was a brown-haired woman who looked older than the rest. Her tits were brown tipped and she seemed to be a bit overweight. “Gonna exercise this heifer Gwen today too,” Sledge mumbled. He pushed her tits through the two pipes and slammed her to the ground, her feet catching her big fleshy ass. Gwen's eyes flew open wide as the butt plug shoved its way deep into her ass. Sledge wasn't gentle with her he ground her ass cheeks around it and whipped the bindings on her. Looking down he hollered to Deek, “Why don't you come and suck on this fat cow's tits and cunt.” Deek got a twinkle in his eyes. “I don't care she's chucky, her piss is sweet as honey.” He scurried on down to Gwen. “Piss for old Deek sugar, come-on stand up.” Gwen looked around wildly and stood with her legs open and bent at the knees as Deek crawled in between them.

Nothing happened. He reached up and grabbed her nipple weights and pulled them both together as he suckled on her fleshy cunt lips. The quiet room listened as Gwen let out a loud stream of piss and Deek lapped and sucked at her cunt like a dog in heat. While her tits were pulled taunt from Deek pulling, Sledge wrapped the long brown ends in bright red leather. Deek got up and dropped a pearl of piss onto each fat nipple end from his tongue. “Honey, Sledge may not like you, but I think you're sweet.” Gwen eyed him gratefully.

After refastening the restraints onto the remaining kneeling women's tits and locking them in place, Sledge hollered, “Come-on fillies, you got a show to put on.”

The four women with their asses high and tightly bound, a visible plug protruding, they were rounded up together, their wrists still tied behind them although Jazzy's feet had been cut loose. No one else had the leg bindings she did and Jazzy guessed it was because they all seemed somewhat docile. Big hiking type boots and white socks were pulled from a long bin and laced up onto their eight feet. Jazzy had no clue what was taking place but it felt so good to finally be standing up, her feet in good solid shoes even if the rest of her was naked and trussed up.

Now Deek was pulling out mouth gear like you'd put in a horse's mouth. It was silver and finely made. Streaming along behind the mouthpieces was soft fine black leather. As Sledge popped out each mouth gag he just as quickly inserted the mouth piece. Fastening it behind their heads Jazzy was sorry she couldn't have a drink or move her mouth a little more. It was stiff and sore from the ball gag and now this metal thing had her lips pulled back tightly. She took it to mean none of them were ever allowed to talk.

Deek was dragging something into the room by two long handles. “Oh no!” Jazzy screamed in her head. “He's going to make us pull that thing.”

To be continued.

As the four women were harnessed in place Jazzy could feel the eyes of the remaining women on them. She glanced around and thought she saw jealously in some of their looks. “Where are we going,” she wondered.

With the women wrapped in black leather bindings, their waists tied to the two-wheeled cart, Jazzy was behind Moot, and the fleshy Gwen behind Queenie. The two in front had their silver mouth pieces secure around their heads, but Gwen and Jazzy's had long straps of black leather hanging down their backs. The far door opened and in strolled the Master, behind him was Kent and Dave! Jazzy eyes grew big and she tried to buck away and hide.

The three men walked up to the buggy. “Now this new filly is a bit skittish and not broke in yet so be careful of her.” “I think we know that,” answered Dave, “after all we did bring her in.” He eyed Jazzy up and down as did Kent . “Look at the tits on her, “ Kent breathed deeply. “I want in her hole first.” “Yeah, yeah,” said Dave, “You can have the cunt's hole, you know I like Moot's tight little ass. You've been panting over Jazzy for weeks, I'm glad you finally get to bag her, but first let's take them for a run first.”

The Master groom, Jazzy's giant, gave each man a whip and the reins as they climbed into the cart. The other three girls looked forward and raised their heads. Jazzy wasn't sure what to do. She felt the sting of a whip across her ass and back and buckled from the pain. As the two men pulled on the reins in Jazzy and Gwen's mouths the other girls began prancing forward and Jazzy had no choice but to run along with them. Her head was pulled back and she could feel her pony tail swinging from side to side as their speed increased. The doors at the end of the room opened up by Deek and Sledge pushing them outward and the pony team was run out into a large yard that was fenced on three sides.

The yard was a track that ran in a large circle and consisted of dirt. In the center was an oval grassy area with old-fashioned stocks formed in a circle facing out. On one side were bleachers eight deep where men sat watching. Jazzy looked wildly over to the men and saw her boss, Dave's dad walking towards them. “This isn't happening to me!” she thought wildly. “This can't be real.” Suddenly there he was - the owner of the helicopter, the company, and now her. “Okay boy,” Mr. Rice told his son Dave, “It took you long enough to reel in this new filly now let's see her run. Don't be afraid to use that whip, the boys all want a good show.” Mr. Rice ran his hand down Jazzy's leg then snaked it up her ass crack and pushed in the plug and twisted. “Want her cranked good and deep.” She could see the large bulge in his pants from his erection as he eyed all four girls. Then he leaned down and suckled her nipples, wetting them and rubbing his crotch.

He turned and smiled at his cronies and walked off to the stands to sit and watch.

Jazzy was so embarrassed. She looked at Gwen and saw her preening for the crowd, her large white ass cheeks jiggling on purpose. Queenie was opening her legs wide and letting the men ogle her cunt lips while Moot just stood proud and tall jutting out her large titties with her two inch nipples poking out. “These women like this!” Jazzy realized in shock.

“Okay,” shouted the Master. “Let the pony show begin!”

Two whips crackled in the air hitting the women and before Jazzy knew what was happening she was trotting along behind Moot and Queenie, the whip biting her back and ass as she ran. Around and around the circle they ran, their asses shaking, the men cheering and jeering, and their pony tails flying out behind them. Kent and Dave kept hitting them with the whip to drive them on. Jazzy had never done anything so bizarre in her life. She looked down and watched the tittie weights swinging off her erect nipples and felt the cool air on her cunt lips. Every time the whip cracked over her ass she tightened her hold on the ass plug without thinking. With the four of them pulling, the cart wasn't too heavy but heavy enough for Jazzy who'd never done this before. She was glad she was in shape unlike poor Gwen who entire body quivered and shook as she ran. She could hear the men shouting at them, “wiggle that ass, jiggle those titties!”

After three laps around the yard the girls began to slow down. Jazzy could see lines red with dried and wet blood running down the women's backs in front of her. Her own back stung from the whips and she wondered if that was what her backside resembled too. As Dave and Kent slowed down the buggy they began to trot, then walk. All four women had a sheen of sweat on their bodies and were panting hard.

They stopped in front of the stocks. Was there more? “Good heavens how could there be more,” wondered Jazzy. The men climbed down from the buggy and handed their whips over to the Master. He leaned into Jazzy touching her wet back and licked at the blood. “Good job sweetheart, you're a keeper,” he whispered. “You'll get my special treat later when we're alone.”

With that said he bellowed to the two grooms, Deek and Sledge, “Get over here and get these gels into the stocks. We got men waiting!” The two rushed over and quickly undid the captives and shoved them quickly into the stocks. Now the women went bent in half, their heads and arms protruding from the stocks facing in as Deek walked around them moving their legs apart, their asses facing out from the small circle. Right behind came Sledge who took off the bindings that held in their butt plugs. What they didn't take out was the mouth piece. That was pulled tightly back and tied, forcing each woman's mouth to be pulled at the edges. They still couldn't speak.

Jazzy could see all the men; there must have been at least fifty, now walking towards them. Kent got behind her right away. “She's mine first,” he mumbled to Dave. Dave just smiled. “We'll see what dad wants,” he replied.

To be continued.

Jazzy was so tired and sore. Her body ached, her ass hurt, her back throbbed from the whip lashes and her nipples were numb. She hung in the stocks and watched the men push closer.

Mr. Rice was walking around the front of the girls stroking nipples and encouraging the men to form lines behind each woman. Kent stayed behind Jazzy and pulled out her butt plug, tossed it to the ground spreading her cheeks wide with his hands. “Oh yes,” he cried as he whipped out his hard cock and shoved it up her open hole.

All around her men were pulling out their hard cocks and stroking themselves waiting for their turn. Mr. Rice got in front of Jazzy and unwound the red leather from her nipples. “Where's that cock sucker!” he yelled. Sledge came scurrying over and quickly kneeled in front of the big boss. He opened his mouth wide as Rice shoved his hard cock inside to the hilt. “Suck me good and hard,” he ordered Sledge and he bent down to suck Jazzy's swollen nipples as Kent pumped his hard cock into her ass. Deek slithered up behind the bossman and lowered Rice's pants as he kneeled at the boss's ass. Spreading his cheeks, Deek began to lick and poke his tongue in the tight hole. Mr. Rice salivated onto Jazzy's breasts and sighed. “You boys know what I like now, do me up good.” He sucked in a long nipple and made Jazzy shudder the coolness of his mouth felt so soothing as her ass heated up from Kent 's hot cock pounding her. She watched as Deek began to tongue deeper into Rice's ass hole, holding the cheeks wide so Jazzy could see better. Meanwhile Sledge, down on his knees gave the boss's wet cock long slow licks and slowly sucked the engorged head in and out of his mouth. Finally Rice could take it no more. “Lay down Sledge I need to come over that hot mouth of yours,” whispered Rice.

He let go of Jazzy's titties and crawled over the top of Sledge's open mouth. “This is an orgy!” Jazzy realized as the men writhed in front of her, Rice pumping his long cock into Sledge's waiting mouth. Suddenly the Master was there pushing Deek away and towards another man. He unfastened his pants and let them drop. Keeling down he got behind Rice and started pushing the huge cock head into the bossman's ass. “Ohhh, deeper boy,” breathed Rice and he slammed his cock deeply into Sledge at the same time the Master filled his ass hole with cock. The Master lifted Rice upright onto his cock, his hips pumping in and out of the wide open hole while Sledge sat up and gave Rice head. With the two of them fucking Rice from both sides Jazzy felt her nipples expand and her ass tighten on Kent 's hard cock. The spasm shock her to the core and Kent 's load filled her deeply. In front of her the men had spent themselves too, the Master holding his tool deep and cumming while Sledge lapped up cum from Rice's orgasm. As the Master withdrew, Deek was there to clean up the boss's ass. Licking out the running cum and making Rice moan with pleasure while Sledge licked lightly at his now flaccid cock.

Before Jazzy could take a long breath another hard cock shoved into her and began pumping fast. She didn't know if she was going to survive this day. She raised her head and saw the other three women in stocks just like her with men behind them, in front of them and some fucking wildly with each other as Rice and the others had.

Dave had Moot who was directly in front of Jazzy. His head was shoved into Moot's cunt and he was licking and sucking as he pulled her nipple rings tightly outward. Moot was moaning and another man was pumping her from behind at the same time. Gwen had men licking her fat ass cheeks while another man sucked her ass hole. Two men held if open wide and another man lapped at her cunt. Her big flabby titties were being kneaded by a man who looked as if he were in heaven. He had unwrapped her large nipples and was stretching them in his teeth one at a time then sucking loudly. Gwen had a look of contentment on her chubby face.

Someone had taken Queenie out of the stocks and had her riding his cock while he lay on the grass. Another man had her pushed forward holding onto her ponytail and fucked her ass as the prone man sucked her long wrapped tits. A man watching and jerking off shouted, “Pull her hair and ride her hard!” Sledge ran over and took over for the man's hand and sucked his cock while Deek got behind and tongued the man's ass. Jazzy has never seen such wild behavior. She lost count of the cocks entering her ass as her hole became wetter and more widely opened.

She lost consciousness and when she woke she had a garden hose slammed up her ass with water filling her and spraying out. The men were gone now and only Sledge, Deek, and the Master remained. Sledge was hosing out Gwen's open hole while Deek cleaned up Jazzy's. The Master had taken off Queenie's bit and was pumping his cock in and out of her open mouth. He had her pinned to the ground and was lying over her – when he realized Jazzy was awake and watching them he slowed his pace. Jazzy saw Queenie's tongue snake over the long cock and lick the head. He climbed off of her and walked towards Jazzy. “Let her out and get that bit out of her mouth,” he told Deek.

Jazzy felt the Master pick her up, his long wet cock pushing into her back as he carried her out of the yard. “I promised you something special little filly and now it's time.” Jazzy didn't know how she could take anymore. She was exhausted. She hung limply in his arms. He leaned down and licked her face; slowly licked the edges of her sore mouth then shoved his tongue deep in her mouth. She felt him licking her mouth from the inside and she let him.

His hand inched around her ass and his hand slide into her ass hole and fingered her gently. “Oh yeah baby, you're nice and open now,' he said pulling out of her mouth. Jazzy thought she couldn't feel anything more but she was wrong. Her cunt began to cream. “Not yet little filly, we're not there yet,” he told her.

To be continued.

The Master took Jazzy into his special room at the back. In it were shackles, long tilting tables, chains on the ceiling hanging down with wrist and ankle clasps, a row of different sized whips hung along one wall and there was a large tub in one corner.

Jazzy wasn't sure what was in store for her now, she only knew she wanted this man inside her. He still wore his mask, but his tongue came out and licked her face in long slow strokes until all of it was wet. It felt warm then cool as the air hit right behind his wet tongue. His hand was still fingering her ass and her cunt was dripping juice.

He laid Jazzy on a tilted table; her head lower than her feet and told her to lick his cock. He dangled it in her face and then held it down to reach her mouth. Jazzy opened her mouth and began licking. She could feel each throbbing vein; she had never seen a cock as big and long as his. When her lips got near the rounded head he shoved himself deep into her mouth. “Suck it nice cunt,” he told her, “you're going to enjoy yourself with me.” Jazzy believed him. She began to suck, her mouth stretched wider than she'd ever thought possible. He pushed his hips back and forth and felt her sucking him in. She could only get in half him and he pushed deeper. “Open wider baby and open up your throat.” He stroked her face as he spoke and she did as he asked. She could feel him moving down her throat and wondered how he knew to have her do this. Today was a long day of first times for Jazzy and taking such a huge cock in her throat was another first. “That's it baby, breath through your nose, you're doing fine.” He stroked his long cock back and forth forcing it deeper and deeper. Jazzy began to panic.

Her legs bean to tremble and her cunt was oozing cream. The Master reached down and fingered her cunt and brought a finger full of her juices to his mouth. Licking his finger he stroked her throat with his cock and she felt the throbbing that told her he was going to cum. He began to pump faster and his hand reached down as he slid his fingers up her cunt and began to pump them into her. As he let go of his load it shot its way down Jazzy's open throat. He pinched her button with his thumb and jammed his fingers home forcing her to cum with him. Jazzy's body shook with the force of both their orgasms and she greedily drank his cum. He pulled out of her and her mouth hung open with cum drooling over the sides. “Lick me clean baby, you missed some,” he told her. Dutifully Jazzy licked his semi-hard cock cleaning off all the cum. He leaned down and licked her cunt clean then came back to her face licked it again washing her entire face in her own cum from his tongue. Jazzy was speechless and spent.

He walked away and let her lay there for awhile as he busied himself adjusting chains and pulleys. “Okay baby it's time now.” Jazzy looked up and wondered what he meant. Weren't they already done?

He reached down and grabbed her ball gag and forced it back into her mouth and fastened it in the back. “Can't have you making noises now can we little filly.” With that said he lifted her up and placed her on her feet. She leaned into him she was so weak from this crazy day. The Master lifted her arms into the air and manacled them to a chain hanging from the ceiling and began to turn a crank that lifted her off her feet. Jazzy was hanging from the ceiling by her arms! She couldn't believe this!

Next he spread her legs wide and took each leg and shackled it to another manacle coming off the floor. Now her legs were spread wide open, her feet off the floor. He went to a shelf and removed two dildos. One was larger than the other one and had small little needle like protrusions spiking everyone off of it. He inserted this one in her cunt and pushed it deep. Each little spike cut into her cunt from the inside and she gave a silent scream. The other dildo has a large knob at the bottom; this one he shoved up her wide open ass and then turned the knob. It began to vibrate inside her tired hole. He took a long red sash and twined it around her to hold them both in and bound it tightly around her waist. Reaching down her pulled her cunt lips out either side of the scarf and screwed weights onto them to make them hang long and low. Jazzy writhed as the dildo up her ass made her twist and jerk.

Next came big strips of red elastic. He began winding it around one tit pulling it tightly as he wrapped until her breast popped out in front like a tight ball. Her formerly wrapped nipples were still elongated from before. He reached down with his mouth and suckled the bound tit for a long time making her body twist. Jazzy could feel her nipple grow longer in his mouth and she was hot and wet. Cum began running down from between her legs. The Master withdrew his mouth. “I knew you were a hot little filly,” he told her.

He quickly bound the next tit and suckled that nipple too. As he did more cum ran between her legs until it hit the floor. Jazzy closed her eyes and gave into the Master and let him have her. He raised his mouth. Jazzy opened her eyes and each of her nipples looked as long as Moot's; at least two inches of long swelled nipple protruded from her trussed up titties.

“What shall we do with these sexy babies,” he muttered. He reached into a drawer and pulled out two plastic syringes. Holding one up to her left nipple he slowly sucked it in the end hole while pulling on the plunger. Jazzy had never felt anything so exquisite in her life. He let go and it jutted straight out. He repeated the same process with her right nipple. Between the pressure on her tits from the elastic binding and the two syringes sticking straight out holding onto her nipples, Jazzy began cumming in earnest. Long creamy streaks ran down her legs and from between her vibrating ass cheeks.

The Master got out his thinnest whip and began to stroke her with its end. “Now little filly, when I take you out in the yard to run, you know if you're good you get this again. First my hard cock down your open throat and then this.” He stroked her with the whip across her tits and cunt. “I think you'll run pretty for me for this, won't you baby.” He began to flick the whip across her gently at first then in longer harder strokes until Jazzy thought she would pass out from the pleasure she felt rolling over her. No wonder those women looked so proud if they had this to look forward to when done.

Small beads of blood mixed with sweat opened along the lines left by the whip. The Master stopped after every five strokes or so and licked the marks he left behind. Jazzy was swooning by this time. He reached up and twisted the syringes and she creamed long and hard. “Okay baby, rest, I'll be back in awhile.” He left the room.

Jazzy swung there and realized there were small windows along the top of the room. Men looked down on her as she swung slowly around. She could make out Kent's face next to Dave's. They smiled at her and gave her a thumbs up.

To be continued.