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The next day!
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The next day! I told you it could be a book! Looking back it was an incredible time, and the second part is flooding my memory now. There were a lot more details, two with me, one on one, and even at one time, two trying to get in me. That one I stopped! Although, I do remember having two taking turns with me in my mouth, and both reaching within seconds of each other. There were times, I just rested, and watched as P did her part, and I seem to remember someone playing with each other, to get them ready. I did meet Paul, and Neil again, I don't think I ever saw Mike after that. Writing this has been wonderful for me, hopefully you enjoy reading it too. The rest of this weekend is as long as the first part, and goes to some strange and wonderful places. OK , this is the rest of that weekend. It does get a bit kinky, but you'll find as I did, that quite a few Bi and Gay people dabble in this. Some a lot more than others. T and B were wonderful with me, and P and I kept in touch until just a few years ago. Please read it all before you judge, a lot of it is about feelings, and a lot about great sex. I am very excited to share this with you, and I am actually shivering as I try and remember it all, and the right order that things happened. I awoke late, it was gone 8, and I was alone. I could hear someone talking downstairs, and I tried to listen to what they were saying, but couldn't make it out. I climbed out of bed, and saw again the dresser and all it's toys. Determined to talk to B, I went to the bathroom, there I found my stockings and suspender belt neatly folded. “What the heck” I thought, and put them on for them. Returning to the room I Pulled on the little g-string, tucking myself in. Then I put on the robe, I looked at myself in the mirror, and I did look good, and felt really nice. Going downstairs, I found them all at the kitchen table, the men just in their underwear, P dressed just like me, only all in black. “Here's our sleepy headed little virgin” she smiled “I've made toast and some scrambled eggs, tea is in the pot.” T said “hope you've had plenty of rest, we have a long day planned.” I looked at B, trying to show him I needed to talk, but he just motioned to the chair next to him. “Breakfast now, plenty of time.” We chatted over breakfast, just normal chat, as if we were four friends having breakfast, which I suppose is what we were. We sat for a while, and then about 9 T got up, and said “I think we'll go and get ready, come on B, let's leave these two alone to imagine what we have in store for them.” They left, and P poured more tea, and sat next to me, holding my hand. “Are you alright sweetheart? You seem wound up?” she asked. “Just a bit confused” I answered, “I don't really know what's going on, and I want to talk to B.” “Listen sweetheart, they are upstairs, planning what they are going to do, and getting everything ready for us. A huge part of this, is not knowing what's going to happen, but it's all about trust. I trust T, he has never hurt me, and he never will. Do you trust B?” Thinking about it, and thinking hard, she was right, I did trust B, and that he would never hurt me. He would push me to be”brave” but I'm sure he would never hurt me. “T is very gentle sweetheart, and he will only show B to be the same. T as all good Doms, will only take you to your limits, never beyond, he carries a lot of responsibility, and he takes this very seriously.” She squeezed my hand, “remember “cherry” I have hardly ever said it, but it is a strict no nonsense stop.” “Mind you stop, or even oh God stop, doesn't work.” she patted my hand, “Don't worry my little virgin, I'll take care of you too.” “There is one thing T really likes, if you don't mind doing it for him, he loves his boys to have red lips and big eyes. You had on a little make up last night, Could I do some for him?” “Well, the gloss didn't last long, but it felt nice, so sure, if T would be happy,” I replied. “Oh this will be done properly, and I have a deep red waterproof lipstick, that will stay on a long time.” She pointed to a door off the kitchen, “You go and have a very close shave, there are plenty of razors in there, I'll get my bag.” I did as she asked, and shaved very closely, and even brushed my teeth with one of the many new toothbrushes. When I came out, she was at the table with a large make up bag. She put a heavy coat of eyeshadow on, and a good coat of mascara. Then she put a bright red lipstick over my lips. “You have lovely full lips darling, our men are going to enjoy those.” she kissed me on the cheek before coating my lips with more liquid with a brush. “This is a sealer, it will make your mouth shine, and stay on all day, and most of the night too.” When she had finished, I looked in the small mirror, I looked strange, but she was right about my lips, they were good. They also tasted very nice too. The boys were upstairs almost an hour, before T came down. He looked at me, smiled at his wife, and said “Nice work, P, he looks great. Then taking each of us by the hand, he led us upstairs to the big bedroom. “All ready for you, we are going to have a lot of fun today,” he said, chasing P upstairs, patting her bum, as he held me with his arm around my waist. We entered the room, B stood to one side of the bed, naked. Half way down the bed, and running right across it was a big round pillow, (bolster). The bed had straps, and chains lying over it. I noticed two big dressing mirrors standing in front of the window, and a lot more chains and straps hanging from the ceiling. Oh, and the<b> hammock </font></b>was gone. “OK, you two, give me your negligees and stand shoulder to shoulder facing me!” T ordered. I did as I was told, and turned to face him, and dropped my robe to the floor. P did the same, and sipped her hand into mine, giving it a squeeze. T called B over, and handed him something off the dresser. He stood in front of P, and put these little bulbs over her nipples. He started pumping them, and I realized they were for getting her nipples erect, and very big. He removed one, and then put a little clamp over the nipple. T, helped him adjust it. “Tight, but not too tight, it can bruise if you do. But it has to hold the weights.” T then hooked some little silver bobs onto the clamp. They then did her other breast together. P had squeezed my hand a couple of times, but she was smiling as they finished. “Now, Rose won't need the pumps.” I heard T say, and he squeezed and pulled my nipples. They stood out immediately. And P squeezed again, as they fitted smaller clamps with little beads on to me. It was a very strange feeling, but it was nice, and when I moved and the beads swung, it was more than nice. “He will have to work up to weights, for now the beads work well.” T told B. He then turned to the table, and brought over a clear plastic thing, with straps and two halves. “Do you know what this is, virgin? He asked. I had no idea. “Have you heard of a chastity belt? Well this is yours!” He pulled my knickers down a little, and pulling down on my balls, slipped a ring around me, under my member, but above my balls. He then clicked the plastic piece in, and put me inside before gently closing the top over me. It was curved downwards, and not very big. To be honest with you Paul, I was not erect, but the situation, and T's cold hands on me had meant I wasn't exactly soft either. T, closed the top with a snap, and fastened a little padlock on it to hold it together. The inside of the thing was covered in bumps, and I will not deny, as careful and gentle as T was, it hurt. “You can adjust the size here,” he showed B, “But this is fine for Rose, he's just a little excited at the moment, he'll soon relax with the pressure from it.” I did relax, anyway that part of me did, and it just became a weight on me, unless I got excited again, and then it soon reminded my member to behave. “You don't have a chastity belt my darling,” T said to P. “It would defeat the object. But, you know what these are for, don't you!” They were a pair of large balls, about an inch, to an inch and a half diameter, and joined together like a very short dumbbell. He slipped them inside her lips, first to wet them, and then her other lips, where they went in leaving just a small string. “She has to hold them in there all the time.” T explained to B “If she doesn't she gets punished.” “Now, they're ready and looking good” he gently pulled on the beads on my nipples, and swung the weights on P. First P, then I were led to the bed, we knelt with our knees against the bolster. I watched as they fastened P's right hand to the post, and then strapped a bar between her legs, just above he knees. When they were satisfied that she was in the right position, they both moved to me, B fastened my left hand to the bed, whilst T spread my legs. I could see B was more than ready, as he moved, I did manage to get a quick hold of him. That earned me a slap. I felt T's hand across my bum, stinging me. “You don't touch until you are told to.” was all he said. He then fastened the bar between my knees to the bar between P's. So we were touching from the hip down. Then B pulled a pair of cuffs off the pillow, and fastened my spare hand to hers. We were now locked side by side, and unable to move. T walked around us, testing straps, and adjusting them to pull us down tighter. He reached between my legs, and pulled my member up onto the pillow, trapping it there out of the way. When he was satisfied, he and B walked over to the dresser, and were talking quietly. P leaned as closes to me as she could, and whispered, very quietly, “Hope you like this position, it was my idea, I can hold your hand, and feel you as you can feel me.” A quick slap stopped her, and she jumped. “You should know better. No talking unless spoken to.” I felt, rather than saw someone come alongside me, and also alongside P. “Now, stoke, and flick, stroke and flick, gently at first and then more firmly when they're ready” I heard T telling B, as I felt something slide over my shoulders, down my back, and then the slap and feel of the throngs against my shoulders. This was the flogger the first time, it never ever hurt, it stung sometimes, but mostly it just set all my nerves tingling. As it was again tickling my back, I heard it against P, and she flinched a little. “Flick, not whip, it's sensual, not pain.” hearing that, was when I realized T was taking care of me, and B was with P. The lesson went on for a long time, with the flogger going over my bum and down almost to my knees. I was sensitive by now, not tender but I could feel everything, even T's breath as he came close to my back. “OK B lets go down and have a drink, we'll have a chat about what's next” I went to say something to P, but she closed her lips tightly, and shook her head. I jumped, as I heard T say right from my feet, “Good girl P. No more talking at all right!” We waited, with just an occasional smile and squeeze between us, our bums high in the air and spread open, and unable to move. Our feet were free, but we couldn't move them unless we moved together. I understood what P meant earlier, the waiting is exciting, imagining what may happen next is a huge turn on. What happened next was T and B came back, and took up the same positions. This time, it wasn't the gentle stroke of the flogger, with a sharp slap, I felt both cheeks hit, not hard, but enough to make me wince. Then T's hand smoothed me, only to be followed by another slap, and then another stoke. “Remember B, sharp, flat, no edges, and only from here to here.” I felt T's hand at the top of my cheeks, and then slide down to the very top of my thighs. “We want red, not bruises, so stay on the fleshy parts.” P got her first stroke from B, and jumped against me, letting out a little gasp. This got intense, very quickly, with each slap from the paddle punctuated by T's hand stroking over the area, I jumped with each slap, and relaxed with each caress. I soon got into the rhythm, anticipating each stroke. At first, it was not great, but after a few minutes a warmth spread through me, and I found myself pushing back waiting for the next slap of the paddle. I was gasping with each stoke, and P alongside me, was too. If it wasn't for that weight on me, I would certainly been erect, and quite probably would have released before they stopped. But each time I got even the slightest bit firmer, the discomfort in my groin stopped me. It was hot, it was exciting, but it was very frustrating. Eventually they both stopped, and I felt T move away, and saw the flash of a camera. “We've done a great job here, you should see.” he was almost chuckling as he tossed the photos in front of our faces. (Yes, it was a few years ago, they were Polaroids!). As we watched the photos develop in front of us, beginning to show two very red asses, tight against each other. I felt T between my feet, and he parted my cheeks, and slipped a finger inside me. That made me gasp, he added another finger, and stretched me a little, then his fingers pulled away, and I felt him move against me. Very slowly, and very carefully he entered me, pushing a little then stopping until I was stretched enough for him to move again. Slowly he pushed in, until I felt him against me, and then he reached around and started playing with beads on my nipples. He never moved in me, just held in all the way, and tweaked and flicked on my nipples and the clamps. God, even now I can feel him, and how I was rising and falling in the chastity ring. I heard P gasp as B entered her, and felt her leg push against mine. She smiled at me. “I have your B in my ass, and you have my T in yours, I'm loving this!” This caused her to get a swift slap, but she just gave me a huge grin, and kept watching me as B moved inside her. Then T too began to move out, and back in to me, never leaving my nipples, and always gentle as he stretched me tight. To have someone in you, as you stare at their partner is quite amazing, to know she is getting the same is beyond anything I'd done before. I moved back into T each time he moved into me, and we moved together slowly, He did fill me, and he was so gentle. My bum was hot, and the photos showed how red it was, but it just added to the pleasure as I felt his hips push against me. We seemed to go on for ages, my face was buried in the bed, and I was moaning and grunting with each move he made. P squeezed my hand tight, as she got louder and louder, she buried her face into the bed too as she screamed and shook against me as she came. Seconds later I heard B join her, and felt her shudder as he came inside her. Now, with them next to me, and T so wonderfully in me and still playing with me, if I could have ripped that damn thing off I would have, by now it hurt, I couldn't get erect, but I couldn't stay down, not like this, not with all this going on. The only thing was, the pleasure I was getting from T far outweighed the pain. T kept up his constant slow pace, until I was writhing with each move. He never sped up at all, not until the last few seconds, when he really moved hard and fast, panting all the time. When he pushed deep and released, I think I actually screamed, I certainly yelled out. He pumped into me, over and over, I felt him twitch and throb inside, and for the first time I found myself wishing a man wasn't wearing a condom. After they moved away, P smiled at me and blew me a kiss, “good?” She mouthed. “God yes” I mouthed back. The men returned and I felt a cold splash on my back, that made me jump. “Always use a cream like this after, it soothes, and gets them ready for more a lot quicker.” He told B, as he gently massaged my back and cheeks. It did feel great too, his hands moving over me, and the coolness of the cream was lovely. After a few minutes of this, they went again to the table, and whispered together. When they returned they released P, and moved her sideways across the bed on her back, they moved her close to me, and then under me, until my head was sideways over her hairy spot. “Right let's get this done properly B.” T said, and together they strapped her tight. Removing the bar from her knees, they fastened her legs to her hands, much as mine had been last night. Her hands were stretched tight one to the foot and one to the head of the bed. So she was lying sideways across the bed, and I was at 90 degrees to her, still tied over the bolster. My head was sideways on her, between her thighs. “Now our little virgin,” T ordered. “Don't move your head, if you do we'll fasten it in place, and that is not going to be nice for you.” When they were both satisfied with the position, I heard P take B Noisily in her mouth. Meanwhile, T came on his knees, just in front of my face, and between P”s thighs. He pulled on the little string, and pulled out the two balls she still had inside her. He then played with her a little and slipped inside her. As he pushed right in, his hairless groin pushed into my face, and I watched as he withdrew from her and moved in again, four or five times he pushed deep inside her, then he came completely out, and holding my face with one hand, he slipped between my lips. The taste of him was wonderful anyway, but the taste of them both was just amazing. I tried to suck him, to work my tongue on him, but after the same amount of time in my mouth as he had been inside her, he withdrew from me, and re-entered her lips. He kept this up, 5 or more times he'd thrust into his wife, then 5 times into my waiting mouth. Each time he pushed into her, I felt her bush rise a little, and when he was in me I tried to suck and hold him. P was making a lot of noise, both from B and from T, I was just trying to push further into T, and the boys were loud. When T began to get close, he sped up in both of us, I so wanted him to reach inside me, but, he chose his wife. He filled her! I have never seen a man come as much as T, and he seemed to be able to do it each time. She was moaning into B, and writhing under me, and as T pulled out of her, his come dripped out a little too. Swiftly, B pulled out too, he hadn't finished, but they had a plan. B grabbed a belt, he fastened it around my waist, it was a wide belt, with lots of hooks and eyes on it. T did the same to P. Then, they moved her around, and fastened her belt to mine with chains. Then her feet were tied to my hands, and her hands to the bottom bed posts. When they were finished, my face was buried in between her legs, and neither of us could move very much. “She's a mess! Clean her up Virgin!” B ordered. So I did, tentatively at first, but the taste of T mixed with her soon made me forget what was going on around me. “Her ass is a mess too, get your tongue in there, clean it up” That order came from T. As I did, I felt P move underneath me, she obviously was enjoying this too. After a few minutes of this, a hand slapped my bum. “Keep at it, we're going to make some dinner, she'd better be spotless when we get back.” I heard them go, but I remembered last time, and kept licking and sucking her lips. “They've gone sweetheart, please stop for a bit, I'm very tender.” P asked. “Wow that was nice” she said, “I hope you've enjoyed it so far, a lot of this T and I planned together.” “Well, I'm very tired already,” I replied,”but, apart from this plastic thing, I have enjoyed it a lot, spanking was different, but it became a nice feeling after a minute or two. The flogger could have gone all day for me.” “T is very good with that,” she replied quietly “B needs a little more finesse but he'll get there.” “Shh they're coming back” she whispered, “back to licking, but very gently please.” I did as she asked, and heard the boys come in behind me. “Good job virgin.” B said, “we've brought you a sandwich, you will need your strength.” They set to work undoing all of the straps, and then P spoke “Sir, I'm sorry, but I really need to pee.” “Oh, of course,” T answered, “We'll have to take care of that.” B had finished freeing me, apart from the belt, and the cuffs around my wrists. “Bring our little virgin along B.” T said. We were led into the bathroom, where our hands were fastened behind us and T removed both of our knickers and stockings. He then put us into the shower. “OK, lets see you pee then. That device is for all day use, it has a hole in it for you Virgin.” Well, P just spread her legs, and peed, I was quite shocked to be honest, and she wet my legs and my feet. She was looking at me smiling all the time. I have always been quite shy about this, and nothing was going to happen. “We can wait all day for you, but you are going to pee all over her.” was what T said. Well it took the tap running, and quite a while, but a little did come, then T took hold of my balls lifted them, and I closed my eyes, and started to pee. T guided me around so I did pee over her, her belly her legs, and her hairy bush. When I was done, T slapped my bum, and P's, Before telling B to clean us up, and get us dressed while he got the room ready. B washed us both, then put our knickers and stockings back on, I remember he put odd stockings on us, one of mine and one of P's. B led us back into the room, and we were both fastened to chains hanging down from the ceiling. Then T grabbed a long haired, dildo thing “This is a pony tail.” he said, and went behind P, spread her cheeks, and pushed the dildo part inside her. The tail hung down below her knees. “P wears this one most days, she does the housework just wearing that.” “We have one for you too.” B meanwhile had moved the two mirrors so I could see P's back, and she could see mine. As T came towards me with the pony tail, he stopped, “Oh, we must get rid of that” he went to the table, and returned with the key, he released from the plastic prison, and I literally sprang up. “Oh I think he needed that” he said and gave me a few quick stokes. “No need for that” I commented, “I could come all by myself in seconds now.” “WHAT!” T almost shouted, “B that is something we do not put up with” He quickly unfastened my hands took me to the bed and made me go down on my knees. “B go in front and hold him down, tightly mind.” I was unsure what I had done, more talking I supposed, and I thought I was getting a paddle. But, as B came in front of me, and held down my arms, I felt T spread my legs, and he pushed himself into me, not like before, not gentle and caring, but rough, hard and uncomfortable. He punctuated each stroke with a word. “You..are..never..ever..to ..come...or... even...think...about...it..unless...we... let...you...We...take...you... where..we..want..when...we ..want.” This was not like anything anyone had done before, and he was big, and yes, it hurt. But somehow I felt I'd let him and B down, and even though “Cherry” was on my lips, I never said anything, knowing it would soon stop. Also, I never realized, until B told me later, he wasn't wearing protection. This was not sex, it was punishment, and when he had finished telling me the rules. He pulled out, and they returned me to the chains. T fitted the tail into me, and because of what had just happened, it was not very tight. “You'd better hold that in Virgin” He told me. So I concentrated hard, and I managed until my muscles relaxed, and held it easily. They did feed us then, small bites and a drink. When they had done, T said “we are going to get dressed now, and I know you two have been talking, so.” He removed two gags from the drawer, B put one on P, whilst T did mine. This was a ball gag, and this was the first time I wore one, and it was the last, I hated the ball gag, and never used one again. Other types aren't too bad. We were also blindfolded, then they left us, hanging there, with tails tickling our legs, and our nipples still clamped erect. P was so right. Waiting, imagining what is going to happen, listening hard for clues, is very exciting. I've decided this has to be three parts, it is draining writing about this, and it's taking a lot out of me, and taking a long time. This was now afternoon, what came later was some of the most exciting things that ever happened to me, and some that have been repeated many, many times. The bondage and spanking was strange, It was not something I had ever thought about, but it was a huge excitement. I have, had many experiences where I have been tied up, blindfolded, and had a man or men do whatever they wanted to me. Always with someone in charge, who knew the rules and made sure they were always followed. That is something, in all my experiences, I have only met maybe two or three people who tried to break the rules. Most accept them, as they are going to have fun, and they will want to be invited back. |
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