Still waiting for the next part of the story :-(

 

god....she really does get sexed up doesnt she........:rose:

 

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cool

 

Wow! I love your avatar.

 

Hey speakeasy when can we expect the end?

 

Men can be strange creatures sometimes.
They had just spent about 2 hours in a room with each other, their dicks sticking out. Getting sucked and fucked by some whore they didn't know.

Most of them had used their hands to finish themselves off when they blew their loads on her and yet, none of them felt comfortable enough to say that they were going to go upstairs and masturbate.

Finally Bob told the guys that he would pick a name at random to start things off.
That was all it took. Mike stood up and said he'd go first.
He made it sound like he was volunteering to be the one to go into the pitch dark root cellar in a slasher movie.

Pam barely heard the man enter the garage.
He could hear the buzzing sound of the vibrating dildo but at first he couldn't figure out what was making the noise.

Pam was kneeling there. Her body was twitching and shaking. Saliva was running from her mouth and it had re-hydrated the cum that had dried on her chest and stomach.

Mike looked at her and was both grossed out by her drooling all over herself and extremely turned on by seeing her like that.
He pulled out his cock and began stroking it. Not bothering to get up close yet.

Pam knew that someone was in the room with her but didn't know who or what their intentions might be. She guessed that it would be too much to
hope that he'd maybe turn off the vibrator that was torturing her with evil pleasure.

Soon, she could just make out the sound of skin slapping skin and figured out that her observer was now masturbating.
She heard the shuffling of feet on the mat and she knew he was getting closer. She wondered who it was. Then reminded herself that it didn't matter.

Mike walked all the way around her, stroking his dick as he went.
He got back to the front and took a few steps towards her. His cock was close enough to her face that if his hand slipped, he'd probably bop her in the nose.

He started thinking of all the things he'd seen done to her that day. She didn't seem to want to do it but she also never made any attempt to stop any of it from happening.
She'd let the men treat her worse than a whore. They'd treated her like a piece of equipment.
He admitted to himself that she meant less to him than the hand he was currently jerking off with. Hell, he'd at least wash his hand when he was done with it. Her clean up was her problem.

After already cumming a few times, Mike wasn't going to be shooting massive blast of cum on her but he felt himself about to cum and moved even closer.

Pam felt something hot and wet land on her. It hit her right in the hollow beneath her Adam's apple. She knew right away what had happened.

Mike only had one shot left in him and then it was pretty much just a dribble of jizz coming out of his dick. He had shot it on her neck and some
of it had landed on her tits.
He remembered the rule about no touching but he couldn't resist milking the last few drops out of his cock and then rubbing the head of it on her upper lip.

One by one the men made the trip upstairs and into the garage.
Pam lost track of how many had come and gone.
None of them said a word and only a few of them touched her. It was usually to wipe their dick on her when they were through.
Some of them shot their loads on her front and some on her back but she was thoroughly covered in cum and her own saliva.

Bob was the last one. He slammed the door shut after he entered the garage.
Pam jumped at the sound. Up til now, everyone had seemed to be trying to make as little noise as possible.

She couldn't see him but figured it was Bob that had slammed the door. Nobody else at the party was that obnoxious.

She felt him groping around her crotch and suddenly the vibrator action stopped. The abrupt ending to the sensations was enough to make her orgasm again.

Bob worked his thumbs under her mask and started to peel it up and off of her. It took awhile to work it around the ball-gag straps but he got it off
with a minimum of hair pulling and ear bending.

Her face was red and sweaty. There were a few crease lines from the mask. Her eyes stung from the sudden bright light. It had been over an hour since Bob had covered them and left her in darkness.
Her hair was sweaty and matted. The six inches or so that had stuck out of the bottom of the mask was coated in dried cum and was sticking to her shoulders and back.

Bob couldn't help himself. He laughed at her. "How you holding up Champ? You doing alright? Would you like something to drink?"

Pam looked at him with suspicion in her eyes. She was breathing heavily, mostly through her nose but she was trying to breathe around the gag too.
Right then, she wanted nothing more than to wash away the taste of rubber and split from her mouth but she didn't trust him or his offer of a drink.
She shook her head no. She wouldn't give him the satisfaction of saying yes only to have him use it against her.

Bob walked around behind her and spoke to her as he went to the mini-bar style refrigerator he had built into the cabinets.
"Come on Nina! I can call you by your real name now. There's no one here but you and me. Have I really caused you any pain today? Didn't I keep you safe?"
He walked back around to face her. He held a bottle of Evian water in his hand.

"Really. No jokes. No tricks. I promise. Would you like a drink of water?"

Nina stared at him for a few seconds, trying to decide if he was up to something. Finally she came to the conclusion that he could pretty much do what ever he wanted to do to her and there was nothing she could do to stop him.
She nodded her head "yes" and tried to soften the look in her eyes.

Bob reached behind her head and loosened the straps on the ball-gag. When they were hanging loose he wormed his finger into her mouth and hooked it around the base of the gag. He had to wiggle it around before he was able to pry it out of her mouth.

Nina sucked in a big gulp of air, forced it out and sucked in another. She moved her jaw back and forth trying to work out the kinks.
When her breathing relaxed to a heavy pant, Bob held out the bottle for her.
It had a "sport cap" on it. The kind that opens when you pulled up on the tip, allowing you to drink from the it.

"Go easy at first." He instructed "I'll let you take it at your pace but don't over do it."

When the cold water hit her mouth it felt like nectar from Heaven. Although, she had to admit that after today, she wasn't sure if she'd ever get to see the Pearly Gates. Much less enter them.

Bob pulled the bottle away from her. "That's enough for now. Kevin is on his way to pick you up. I'll leave the bottle for you take with you."
He turned and set the bottle on the counter.
He started walking back towards her, unbuckling his belt and lowering the zipper.
"You've been a very good little slut today. You've had cum all over you and except for a few cases of insubordination, you accepted your fate."

He reached into his pants and pulled out his cock.

"The only problem was the mask. Your lovely face hasn't been baptized yet."

Now he was slowly stroking his dick. It was aimed right at her face.

"I've been thinking about this moment all day. You don't have to do a thing. You don't have to suck, fuck or lick. You don't have to use your hands and I'm not going to stick it in your ass.
All you have to do is kneel there. Eyes open. Mouth shut and watch me jerk off on your face."

He was stroking it faster now.

"Don't turn away. Don't look up at me. I want you to look at the head of my dick. Look at it like you're in love with it."

Bob was really working his cock now. He reached into his pants and pulled his balls out too.

His cock was just inches from Nina's face. She made herself stare at it but it was so close that her eyes kept trying to cross.
She switched her stare to his ball sack. It was just far enough away for her to look focus on without getting blurry-eyed.

This close, Bob's cock seemed huge. He wasn't stroking it so much as pulling on it.
Each pull would start at the base and he'd slide his hand up the shaft until his thumb passed over the ridge at the head.

Nina couldn't image how it could possibly feel good. It looked like a violent assault.
She noticed a small amount of white fluid seeping from the head and knew that he was close.

"Oh yeah. Get ready. Almost there. Here it comes!"

Bob grabbed a handfull of Nina's hair and held her head in place.
She knew that he said to keep her eyes open but instinct took over an she squeezed her eyes shut as the first volley of cum splashed on her forehead.
It didn't matter though. His head was thrown back and his eyes were shut too.
The next shot landed right between her eyes on the bridge of her nose. The third one got her right on the lips follwed by one on her chin.

He hadn't cum since early that morning so he had a pretty good sized load to empty out on her.
The last few salvos landed on her chest and ran down her tits

He looked down at her. The cum on her forehead had run down into her right eye which she had closed to avoid the sting. Her left eye was open
and was looking straight ahead at his spent penis.

He inched forward and squeezed out the last of his orgasm and painted a mustache above her upper lip with it.

Nina thought she heard the sound of a car horn and Bob soon confirmed it.
"That's your husband. On Monday, leave your car unlocked. I'll put your coat and other items in the back seat and lock it.
Time for you to go home."

He looked at his hand. There was some cum on one of them. He looked at it and then ran that hand through her hair until it was clean.
He put his cock and balls back in his pants and zipped them up. He was buckling his belt as he headed towards the door.

He was almost through the door when his hand shot out and slapped the wall.
Nina realized that he had just activated the garage door opener when she heard the mechanism start up and the big double wide door started to
rise with a rattle and creak.

(to be continued)

 

Ooooo there is more?! I CAN'T WAIT!

 

awesome story. Nina is a badass chick and love how she always tries to prove herself while making herself feel like she has the upper hand. This would be an amazing video.

Im not a story person honestly but this just draws me in and I have to read it. Kinda leaves me on the edge of my seat wondering whats next. keep it up and looking forward to more

 

Bob called me and told me to come pick up Nina.
He said to bring a blanket, which really had me wondering.

I pulled into his driveway and drove around to the back of the house to the garage.
He had told me to pull up to the garage door and blow the horn once and then wait.

His back yard was surrounded by an 8 ft privacy fence.

I pulled up, put the car in park and hit the horn on the steering wheel. I assumed he would send her out the side door.
That's not what happened.

I waited for about a minute before the garage door started to roll up.
My headlights were on and they illuminated Nina.

She was kneeling on some type of pad with her hands behind her back.
My headlights were shining in her face and after a few seconds she hung her head to shield her eyes.

I quickly turned off the lights and killed the engine.
I opened the door and walked towards her calling her name.

"Nina." no response. "Nina." I repeated a little louder.
"Nina. Can you hear me?"

At first I thought she was crying. He shoulders and head were shaking.
Then I realized that she was silently laughing at something.
Finally she spoke. In a hoarse whisper she said "Nina, You called me Nina. I never thought I'd ever hear my name again."
I didn't have a clue as to what that meant. I found out later about "Pam".

She slowly lifted her head until I could see her face.
From the waist up she was covered in dried sweat, cum and what I later learned was her own saliva.
Even her face and hair was coated in it.
She looked like a glazed donut. (She didn't find it amusing when I told her that later.)

It took me a second to snap out of it and move.
The first thing I did was unhook her collar from the leash that ran up to the ceiling.
I had to catch her to prevent her from doing a face-plant into the rubber mat.

Holding her steady with one hand made it difficult to unsnap the cuffs that held her hands behind her back.
I eased her into a sitting position.
She didn't seem to mind that her ass was sitting in a puddle of bodily fluids. She wasn't really aware of much that was happening.

It took me a little bit to figure out the contraption that kept her legs apart but soon enough I had the rod between her ankles removed from the
boots and I tried to move her legs together so she'd be more comfortable.

"No!" She panted. "Take it out first!"

"Take what out?"

"There's something in my pussy and up my ass. Please take it out. I can't put my legs together with it in there."

That's when I noticed the belts around her waist and between her legs.
The one between her legs was wider than the other and I saw that it attached to the one around her waist so I loosened that one and let it drop down.
With her sitting in that position, I couldn't remove whatever was inside of her but I could see that part of it was pressed up against her clit.

I had her lay back until she was flat on her back (again in the puddle of sweat and cum).
I bent her knees up and reached my hand between her legs.
My finger went under the piece on her clit and followed it down to her pussy.
I could feel the base of something huge shoved up there and worked my fingers around until I could grip it with my fingertips.

I started to pull on it.
"Slow! Go very slow! Don't yank it out" She warned. "Part of it is in my ass too."

Little by little I worked the sexual torture device out of her. When the head of the massive dildo finally slipped out from between her lips
she let out a gasp.

"God that feels better!" she panted. "I don't know if I'll ever be able to cum again after that. I think I've used up my lifetime supply of orgasms."

"That good huh?" I know that once Nina starts cumming she has no control. They keep washing over her like waves on the beach.

"Oh it was at first. Then it wouldn't stop. Bob turned it on and left it in me for over an hour. I'm pretty sure that every nerve ending in my body is
fried from overload. You don't know what it's like to not be able to stop cumming.
I used to feel sorry for my friends that are one and done when it comes to orgasms but not anymore."

"Let's get you home. You can tell me all about it later."

"I don't think I can stand much less walk. You're going to have to help me."

I looked around for her clothes. Nothing. Then I remember the blanket that Bob had told me to bring.
"Hang on Honey. I've got to go to the car. I'll be right back."

I ran back to the car and grabbed the blanket out of the back seat. I left the back door open on the passenger side and went back to Nina's side.
She was fast asleep.
As gently as I could, I wrapped the blanket around her and picked her up. She made a few groaning sounds and was mumbling something that
I couldn't understand.

I drove home following every traffic rule in the book. The last thing I need was to get pulled over with a passed out, naked, cum covered woman in my back seat.

When I got home she was still sleeping so I parked in the garage and left her in the car while I ran inside and started running the bath water.
I carried her in and gently laid her down in the tub. The water was probably a little hotter than it should have been but I figured she'd need it.

Nina keeps a bunch of aroma therapy scented bath oils. I grabbed a bottle with lilacs on it and added that to the running water.
I let the tub fill to just below her neck and turned it off.
I turned off the lights and with the door open, there was just enough light coming in from the bedroom that she wouldn't be disoriented if she woke up.

I came back after about twenty minutes to find her awake. She was submerged up to her chin in the warm fragrant water.
She was looking at me. Waiting to see what my reaction was going to be.
I knelt down next to the tub, held her face in my hands and kissed her.
"You're ok" I reassured her. "You're home now. You're safe. I love you.
Why don't you sit up so we can start getting you cleaned up a little."

I helped her sit up straight and took a loofah sponge, poured some body wash into it and started to gently scrub her back and shoulders.
I got her good and lathered up and then had her lean back and rinse off.
Then I did the same to the front of her. I had noticed the jewlery around her nipples earlier but it wasn't until I brushed them with the loofah that I noticed
how they were attached and how swollen and tender they were.
"There's no easy way to get those off." I told her. "We can do it quick and painful or we can do it slow and painful. Either way, it's going to hurt."

"Just do what you have to do to get them off. I deserve any pain it causes. Let's get it over with."

I went to the kitchen and filled a zippered sandwhich bag with crushed ice from the freezer.
When I returned to the bathroom I had her sit up until her chest was out of the water.
"This is going to be cold" I warned her. I put the bag of crushed ice on her left breast and pressed it against her.
The contrast of the cold ice and the hot water she was in caused her to gasp out loud.

"Just hold it there until I tell you to stop"

She replaced my hand with hers, holding the bag of ice in place.

I picked up the loofah and dipped it under the water, running it over her legs under the water. There were a few places that caused her to wince when I touched them.
Her knees were particularly sensitive.

When the ice in the bag had almost completely melted, I took the bottle of bath oil in one hand and tossed the bag into the sink.
I immediately poured oil over her left nipple and worked it around the metal ring.
I started to rotate it back and forth while pulling on it slightly.
At first, there was no movement but little by little it started to give.
I added more oil but there wasn't much I could do about the internal teeth on the ring that were biting into her nipple.

Finally, she just pulled away from me and her nipple slipped free of the ring.
There were pin like scratches on her skin and as the bloodflow to her nipple returned, so did the pain.
Imagine the stinging sensation you feel in your leg when after sitting wrong, it has gone 'to sleep' and you try to stand on it.
Now imagine that same feeling in her nipple.

I left her there and went to refill the bag with ice.
When I got back to the bathroom, she was reclining once again.
"One more to go, then you can rest."

"Can't we wait a little while? I don't think I can take that again. Not so soon."

"No. I'm sorry but we've got to get that thing off of you. Look at your nipple. It's swollen and turning purple.
The longer we wait, the worse it's going to be."

Knowing how much it was going to hurt made the antisipation worse but knowing what to do made getting the second ring off a little quicker.
At last both nipples were free of their jewlery and each carried matching scratches.

One of the spare bedrooms in our house is set up as a mini exercise room. It had a treadmill, eliptical machine and a massage table.
I left Nina soaking in the tub and went to turn on the heated pad on the massage table and to but the bottle of oil in the warmer.

When I returned to the bathroom I pulled the plug on the tub and helped Nina stand up.
I turned the shower on, shampooed her hair, then rinsed off the soap and the oil I had used on her breasts.
Then I took a big fluffy towel and dried her off.
I sat her down in front of her make-up mirror and gently brushed out her long hair.

Finally, I stood her up and took her to the spare room and had her lie face down on the massage table.
Then I placed a sheet on top of her but left her shoulders and neck exposed.

I poured some hot oil into the palm of my hand and rubbed them together. I started on her neck and shoulders and slowly worked the kinks out of her muscles.
I worked my way down her back kneading and rolling the flesh with my hands.

The small of her back had some knots in it and I worked them with my thumbs before moving down to her butt.
The redness had faded from her earlier spanking but her cheeks were still tender as I rubbed oil into them.
When I started to run my hands between her cheeks and got near her backdoor I felt her clinch up.
I told her to relax and gently spread some soothing oil around her sensitive hole.

As I moved down the back of her legs I used my forearms and elbows to really get in deep and work those sore muscles.

I reached her ankles and really worked the oil into the skin where the cuffs had chafed her.
Her feet didn't need much attention but I gave them some attention too. Rubbing hot oil into her arches and around the heels.

When I told her to turn over I realized that she had fallen asleep again.
I left her to sleep awhile and went out to dig through the stuff I found in Bob's garage.

I gave her about 30 minutes and went in to wake her up and tell her to turn over so I could work on her front.

I worked my way up, starting at her feet. I worked the knots out of her muscles and gentley massaged the tender spots.
As I was doing this, she began to tell me the "Reader's Digest" version of her day.
(Later, we worked on the details to give you this detailed version)

As Nina told the story I could hear in her voice when she was excited. Her breathing became more rapid when she described being
cuffed, collared and forced into submission.
She didn't want to feel this way but it was obvious that she enjoyed being treated as a source of pleasure for other people.
Knowing that even though she was the one restrained, the men were helpless slaves to their hard cocks.
They seemed to have less control of what they were doing than she did.

By now, I had worked my way up to her tits.
I rubbed some aloe around her nipples and kneaded her breast before moving up her chest and to her shoulders.

Her big concern seemed to be her co-workers.
She felt sure that Bob would keep his end of the bargain and not talk about it at work or tell anyone who the mystery woman at the party was.

The other four guys she wasn't so sure about.
How could they spend an entire afternoon having sex with someone and not recognize that person?
What if, come Monday, one of them made the connection.
Would they confront her or just tell everyone else at the company what she had done?
What if one of them decided that they wanted her to "earn" their silence?
What if her boss or her boss's boss found out?
How could she go to work and do her job knowing what those men are like and what they really think of women?

"I don't know what to do" She whimpered "How am I going to face those men? What am I going to do?"

"Well" I said as I snapped the collar in place around her neck "The first thing you're going to do is suck my cock like a good little slut!"

Her eyes snapped open. She looked me in the eye and a smile slowly spread across her lips.
"If it pleases you, it pleases me."

The end?

 

You should keep this going and make a book.

 

i love this story......wasnt too fond of the whole feet licking/sucking part......but the rest was awesome

 

She wasn't too thrilled with that part either!
She told me later that she was terrified that the guy was going to want to foot fuck her.
She was praying that Bob would step in if it came to that.
She probably shouldn't ask. It might not turn out well.

 

Great story.

 

Why is Nina always at the receiving end? Even her husband...
Wondering what her husband can do after all shes been through.

 

wow

wow, just read this. You must be inside my head.........loved it

 

thanks

nice story!

 

I loved the story.

 

Excellent story well told - looking forward to next instalment.