“Damn,” I swore as I saw what time it was.  I had told Wendy that I’d be home in time for dinner at 6, and now it was 6:20.  I had stayed at the bar for “just one more” with the guys and now I was late.  I hoped she wasn’t too upset.  I know she puts a lot of effort in making everything just right and it irks here when her plans get shot.

I let myself in and hoped I could play it off.  “Hi baby, I’m home”.  I moved into the dining room and saw that the table was already set.  The nice plates were set out with candles already burning. “Crap,” I again swore to myself.

Wendy came into the room carrying a platter, “Hi Jeremy.  You seem to be a bit tardy.  Something keep you?”  She was a vision of loveliness.  She had a long sensual body with a lovely black dress that hugged her lithe curves.  She came over to me and took me by the hand and led me to my seat.

“I’m sure you had a valid reason, now why don’t we sit down; we don’t want the food to get even colder.”

I sighed.  “Looks like you got by this time,” I thought to myself.  I sat down and saw a lovely dinner of glazed chicken, mashed potatoes, and green beans laid out before us.  I served Wendy first, then myself and sat back.

“Oh, almost forgot the apéritif,” Wendy smiled, “I fixed you a special drink.”  With this, she handed me a glass.  She took up her own which was filled with what was apparently wine.  “Bottoms up, Jeremy.  I know you like a nice jack and diet at the end of a hard day.”

I took a long draught and licked my lips. “Thanks sweetie, that’s really thoughtful of you.”

Her grin grew even more devilish, “You are so welcome, but don’t thank me just yet. “

We started in on dinner and soon I began to get tired.  At first I thought it was just the long day catching up to me, but soon realized that the room was starting to spin.  I looked up at Wendy who was now just watching me with her chin resting in her hands.  Her elbows were on the table and her grin was growing.  I tried to stand, but slipped back down to the chair.

Wendy stood and came over to me, “Oh poor Jeremy.  I guess I forgot to tell you that Ambien and alcohol don’t mix.  Seems it can intensify the effects.”  Anything else she said was lost in the fog that was quickly coming over me.  I made one more effort to gain my feet, but to no avail and I slid into a dark stupor.

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Sometime later I awoke to darkness.  My head was still foggy and I couldn’t see.  Blinking my eyes I realized something wasn’t right.  Confused, I tried to move and discovered that I was flat on my back and seemed incapable of movement.  The dazed feeling was still on me and I tried to figure out my predicament, but without success.  “Hey,” I managed to feebly cry out.  “What’s going on?”

After a few minutes of unsuccessful attempts at finding out where I was, or regaining my sight, I finally heard footsteps.  I stopped moving and crying out.  I sensed a silent presence close to me, and a chill went over me, not knowing what was happening.

“Well, my pet,” I heard Wendy say in her sultry deep voice.  It was well above me, but then came close to my head.  “It seems you are in quite the pickle here.  You ‘inconvenienced’ me by being unable to make it to my dinner at the required time, a delectable meal that I made so lovingly for you.  I guess you will now be inconvenienced for my benefit.”

“What’s going on?  Where am I?” I asked

“Oh, I moved you to the guest room while you were unconscious.  I also took the liberty of making you more ‘presentable’ and in a much more useable position, would you like to see?”

My eyes were stunned by a sudden light.  It seems she had me blindfolded before, and that was taking away my sight.  My eyes blinked several times, and the scene swam before me.  I guess the ambient was still in my system.   Once my eyes focused I could see Wendy crouching down next to me.  Shifting my head left and right all I could see was a small wooden box framing my face with my neck being held down by the bottom section.  I tried to move without success.  I was flat on my back stretched out on her floor.

“Oh, don’t worry about going anywhere, Jeremy.  I’ve also taken the liberty to attach your hands to the box frame and your legs are held down by some eyebolts I put into the floor.  Mister, you are going to have to pay the price for making me wait for you.  You are not going anywhere until I say so.  I finished the dinner, but I think you missed yours.  I guess I’ll have to give you something else to eat, won’t I?”

She then reached over and took what looked like the lid from a toilet seat and rested it on the edges of the box frame surrounding my head.  It rested at the level of my face.  She then turned around and straddled my body.  I could see that she had removed her skirt and was naked from the waist down.

Slowly she sat backwards and I saw her rear inexorably moving towards my helpless face.  She slowly sat down on the seat, and her rear was pressed lightly against my forehead, her pussy lips grazing my nose.  Most of the light had been cut off from her body, but enough remained for me to appreciate the predicament that I was in.  I tried to move, but felt the straps on my ankles preventing my legs from shifting, and my wrists were up against my head, on the outside of the box.  I pulled helplessly against my ties, my torso writhing on the cold floor.

“You better start licking me, and do a good job, dear.  If you don’t, the repercussions could be severe.”  Right then, I felt a sharp pain strike my exposed manhood. 

“Augh,” I realized in my addled state how correct she was.  Wendy is quite merciless when her Dark Goddess makes an appearance.  I quickly got to work.  I stuck out my tongue and found that her lips had become swollen and her sweet nectar was already flowing.  I guess getting me “prepared” had already gotten my mistress slightly aroused.

Wendy began to moan and move her hips.  She always likes to sit on my face and let me eat her out.  “That’s it baby, keep licking me.  Don’t forget about my other hole while you’re down there.  Do a good job!  If you leave me unsatisfied I’ll just have to leave you there ‘till morning.”

I alternated my talented tongue between her wet pussy and her tight puckered little hole.  She was squealing with delight as I pushed my thrusting tongue past the tight muscles.  I tried to shift my position, but was helpless to do so, and my neck was beginning to feel the strain.  It was very claustrophobic, her sitting on top of my face, blocking all my sight by her shapely backside, and my head held tightly down in her smother box.

I felt her lean forward, she reached down and grabbed my penis which had become turgid.  “Hey, you are not going to be getting any enjoyment out of this, Jeremy.  You might as well get that thought out of your head.”

Finally, my questing tongue did its job and I heard Wendy scream on top of me.  She was humping up and down, squashing my nose into her rear as my tongue attempted to get as deep as possible into her wet channel. She gave a final shudder and collapsed forward, her hands resting onto my tight stomach.

She sighed and climbed off the box, finally giving me some air.  “Can you let me go now, baby?  I think I repaid you for my transgression?” I asked of her.

“oooh, that was a good orgasm pet.  However, as you didn’t see fit to consider my hard to be of any importance, I decided to throw a party for some of my friends from work.  I bet they’ll appreciate my hard work and cooking.  You’re just going to have to stay here.  Maybe I’ll even use your helpless body as a special treat for them, would you like that?  How would you like to be the special desert I told them I had prepared?”

Too shocked for words, I just stared at her, open-mouthed and watched her leave.  I pulled helplessly against the ropes, but could not free myself.  Wendy slowly sauntered to the hallway, turning out the light and shutting the door behind her.

The girls had arrived just as I had finished up with Jeremy.  I should have taken a picture of his face as I was leaving the room.  It was priceless! 

Straightening my dress as I arrived at the door…”Ladies, come on in!”  My girlfriends from work, Lia, Autumn and Dina had come over for what they thought was a girls get-together.  The house was instantly filled with laughter and perfume. 

“Hey, Wendy, where’s that adorable hubby of yours?” Autumn asked.  With a firey mane of hair, her name fit her perfectly.  “Jeremy is in the guest room.  He’s being punished for coming home late” I said.  “Oh really, what did you dream up this time Wendy?” an inquisitive Lia wanted to know.   “Come on, tell us!” squealed Dina.

 My girlfriends knew I had a dark side; I spilled the beans one night over drinks at the bar.  Instead of being stunned, they wanted to know more about how Jeremy and I ‘played’.  And I was more than happy to show them.

“Why don’t we skip dinner and get straight to dessert.”  With drinks in hand, we made our way to where my darling was. 

As we walked into the room, I heard a sound that told me he was snoozing.  Flicking the light switch, “Sweetheart, look who’s here!  Oh wait a minute, you can’t! “

I awoke to bright light and the sound of women’s laughter.  Who else was here? 

“Jeremy darling, some of my friends from work came over for dessert and drinks.  You remember, Dina, Autumn and Tiffany don’t you?” “Because you decided it was ok to be late, I’ve decided that you need to be taught a lesson”.

Immediately, I attempted to escape from my restrains; my body was sore from being on the floor for so long.

“Seriously you need to stop moving around, you’re not going anywhere until we’re done, you understand?”  

“Sweetie, I’m sorry for not being on time, please don’t do this”, I asked in my most plaintive voice

“Oh, you won’t ever think of disrespecting me again after tonight, Jeremy,” Wendy said.  “We’ll make sure of that”

With this she came up next to my helpless body and knelt next to me.  She said that dark voice of hers, “Dearest, I want to ensure you are ‘up’ for my friends here, so open up and take you medicine.”  She showed me a glass, “I was nice enough to mix your Cialis with some whiskey to make it go down easier.”

I kept my mouth closed, not wanting to give in to her demands.  Her hand gripped my face roughly, “Sub, if you don’t comply, I will be forced to use stronger measures, and it’ll go harder on you.  I want you very hard tonight for my friends and my enjoyment.  You will not embarrass me by not being rock hard all night for my friends.”

I still resisted, but then her other hand slapped me across the face and pinched my nose shut.  I held my breath for as long as I could, but finally running out of air I had to gasp through my mouth.  Wendy was too quick for me and pushed a funnel into my open mouth.  I gagged.  Holding it in place, she then took the glass and held it over my head.  Slowly she tipped it forward until the dark liquid began to pour into the funnel.  I felt the cold whiskey enter my mouth, but I couldn’t stop it from going down my throat.  I gagged as the mixture went straight down my neck into my stomach. 

“There, that’s not so bad, is it?  A good boy needs to take his medicine after all.  Ladies, I suggest we have our snack and give my sub’s medicine a little time to work its hardening magic.”

With that, they turned off the lights and the three ladies again left me strapped down on the floor with my head in the smother box.

Alone in the dark I pulled against my ties trying to work myself loose.  However, Wendy did too good a job securing me across the floor, and I couldn’t move in any direction.  I could feel the warmth of the whiskey spread through my body.  I knew that my scheming mistress’ plan worked, because I felt the Cialis mixed in the whiskey cause the warmth also to center on my cock.  I felt it begin to grown despite trying to keep flaccid. 

I could hear the girls laughing in the next room from time to time.  Then after a while the quieted, and I heard footsteps approach the room.  The door opened and I could see my mistress silhouetted against the light.  She was magnificent, tall and beautiful.  I could see her Dark Goddess had risen by the tilt of her head and the commanding way she stood there coolly surveying her bound sub.

“I see your medicine has had its desired effect,” she said.  Walking over to me, her foot pressed down against my erection.  I whimpered as she ground her heel into my cock.  “This is mine to use tonight, dearest.  So I’m glad it’s ready for our fun.  Autumn pulled the high card, so she gets to use you first.”

Autumn slipped around Wendy and turned on the light. “I want to see him helpless below me if you don’t mind.”

“Be my guest,” said my captor.

Autumn sauntered over to me, turned around and while sipping her wine hiked up her skirt and I was treated to the sight of her pussy.  She was a natural red head as she had a nicely trimmed, but very red bush just above her pussy lips.  It was obvious she had been anticipating this, as she had removed her panties and her lips were already swollen and parted.  She then lowered herself down cutting off my sight.  “It’s been a while since I was eaten out, so I’ll just use his oh-so-convenient mouth.”

I heard Wendy say, “Now Jeremy.  You have to show Autumn what a good cunt licker you are.  If she tells me you aren’t doing a good job, clothespins will be fastened to your penis.”

Autumn lowered herself down on my face and I extended my tongue to her wet cunt.  I heard her gasp loudly as I began to eat her out to the best of my ability.  Her hips moved on the box in time with my thrusting tongue.

“Oooo, Wendy, he does know how to use his mouth!” Autumn cried out.

Above the noises of my slurping, and Autumn’s cries, I heard Dina say, “Wendy, I have to compliment you.  His prick is magnificent.  You must be kept very satisfied with that pole between your legs.”

“Oh, you have no idea, my dear.  Let me show you how I keep it even bigger and harder.”

I then felt a hand on my engorged member.  With practiced ease, Wendy fastened my ball spreaders on my genitals.  One leather strap went around the base of my shaft while another went between my balls effectively spreading them apart before attaching back to the first ring.  I heard a “click” as my balls were spread and separated and my cock was tightly bound. 

“Oh my god,” Dina said, “you’re so inventive.  His prick is getting even bigger and purpler!  It looks like it’s getting ready to pop.”

Wendy chuckled and gave my manhood a slap causing me to jerk and cry out.  “Why don’t you give it a try since you can’t seem to take you eyes off my sub’s tool?”

I heard some rustling and then felt something wet and wonderful settle onto my hard erection.  With a gasp, Dina lowered herself, impaling her pussy on my swollen and bound cock.  Autumn began to buck harder on my face, obviously the sight of her friend fucking me, and my urgent tongue was having a positive effect.

I heard Wendy’s voice from above me, “If you cum before I let you sub, just know my ire will be great.  Unless you want to spend the entire weekend bound in that box, you better focus on your task.”

Autumn then went rigid and let out a loud cry.  I was treated to her cum soaking my face in the box as she shuddered a few times as her orgasm swept through her body.  I let my tongue relax some but kept thrusting my hips up into Dina as best I could strapped down.

Finally Lia spoke up, “Autumn, you selfish girl.  Get off him and let someone else have a ride.”

For the first time in a half hour I got some fresh air as Autumn was helped to stand up and climb off the smother box.  Obviously Lia had gotten ready as she was completely naked and quickly took her place where Autumn had just been.  For the next 10 minutes I was assaulted from both ends as Lia rode my tongue and Dina my hard cock.

Their shared enjoyment grew and they both started to climax at the same time.  I guess seeing each other getting off pushed their buttons as they both came screaming at the same time, helplessly pounding me beneath their bodies.

I felt like I was going to be black and blue for a week from the pounding they gave me.  At last they both achieved release and slumped against each other.  I finally relaxed, my body sore, my tongue worn out.

Autumn was helping her friends climb off me and turned to my mistress and asked, “Wendy, what about you?  You’ve been so gracious in allowing us to use your sub for our enjoyment.  Won’t you take a turn?  Can you make him cum for us?  That would be hot.”

“I think I can do better than that,” chuckled Wendy.  “How about you see why I call him my ‘dildo whore’.”  I looked up and saw her standing there holding her strap on in one hand, and wearing a mischievous smile on her lips.

“Oh my, Wendy, aren’t you the naughty one?” laughed Lia.

“Help me out, girlfriends.  Each take a leg,” Wendy instructed as she unbolted my ankles from the floor.  Lia and Autumn each took one of my ankles and Wendy had them pull them up raising my ass off the floor.  They took my legs and pulled me in half until my ankles were up to where my wrists were attached to the smother box.  Wendy quickly attached my ankle cuffs to the box and I was bent in two – totally exposed for whatever my Dom wanted.   Never had I felt so helpless before.

Wendy then stood over me and made sure I could watch as she slowly attached the straps around her waist and around her legs.  Then she put the large purple dildo against her midsection and it jutted out from her like her own cock.  I saw the look on her face that her dark goddess had risen, and knew I was in trouble.

She knelt before me and spit on my asshole that was now pointing up in the air for all to see.  Positioning her large dildo against my back door, she pushed herself up on her toes and leaned over me like doing a pushup.  I could see the tip of the purple invader push against my puckered hole then slowly it violated me.  It hurt as I was penetrated and I could feel it slowly spread my asshole.  Wendy pushed harder and with a thrust it went inside my tight ass.

I struggled in vain but couldn’t move.  Wendy took enjoyment in slowly feeding her monster dildo into my ass hearing my grunts as I struggled to take it.  Inch by inch it disappeared into my tight asshole until Wendy was fully pressed down against me.

“Holy shit, he took the whole thing!” I heard Dina say. 

“Oh, he’s a good dildo whore; I’ve been training him for a while now.  It’s time for me to give him a good ass-fucking.  Why don’t you stroke him while I pound his abused asshole?  Wait, it’s not his, his body is MINE.  Mine to do with what I will and I want to fuck it hard.”

Wendy then began to pound her cock into me.  Back and forth she set up a hard rhythm, giving my ass a good reaming.  I felt a hand on my cock at this point and it began to stroke me.  I was still hard from the Cialis and the sensation of being fucked.

Wendy began to grunt as each thrust pushed her strap-on deeper into my recess.  I heard her moans begin.  Her excitement was half from the sensations of the dildo pushing against her core, half from knowing what she was doing to my helpless body.  She could see my face trapped in the box, straining from the pounding I was taking, my ass stretched wide.

“Yes, that is it.  I’m cumming,” my mistress growled.  She looked me in the eye and barked, “You are to cum now Jeremy.  It’s mine and I want it, give me your cum!”

I had held off for a long time as previously commanded and now let myself go.  From the fucking and Lia’s hand almost ripping my prick off I felt my sperm flow from my balls.  I yelled like an animal and pushed my hips even further up as it spewed out my cock across my stomach.

Wendy stopped her thrusting and leaned back, the dildo just inside my ass.  “Oh, that was delicious,” Autumn said.  I looked and saw all three ladies standing around us with their cameras out taking pictures of me in my humiliation.  At this point, I couldn’t care as abused and used as I had been for the last few hours.

Wendy pulled out, stood up and looked her normal regal self.  She stepped out of the strap-on harness and dropped it to the floor.   The only evidence of what had transpired was a flush across her neck.  “Come on ladies, time to go have a bottle of wine.”

“What about Jeremy,” asked Lia.   Dina looked down at my helpless form, “Are you just going to leave him alone in here, Wendy?” 

“Oh, you’re probably right.  He’s served us well, so I shouldn’t leave him alone.”  Wendy reached down to her strap-on and removed the purple dildo.  Kneeling by my body, she took the dildo in hand, and placed the tip of it against my exposed asshole.  It was still stretched open from its earlier violation.  With a single thrust she pushed it in and I felt my already sore hole penetrated as a groan escaped my lips.

“There now, happy?  He won’t be alone.”  Wendy got up, and led the ladies from the room and turned out the light.