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Background: My girlfriend Jennifer planned a romantic weekend for us. She wanted it to be a surprise, so I didn't get involved with the details. We packed our bags and headed into the country. She put an address into the GPS, and we drove leisurely to the destination.
We arrive at the country inn. I get our bags out of the car and follow her up to the door. She rings the bell, and the door opens. The hostess says with a smile, "Welcome to Happy B&B. I'm Clara."
"Good afternoon, Clara," Jennifer replies. "I'm Jennifer and this is John."
"Please come in. Was your trip good?" Clara asks.
"Yes, it was," Jennifer answers.
"Thank you for sending your information with your desires for this weekend," Clara states. (What is she talking about.?) "I think you should have a great time."
"We're looking forward to it," Jennifer says.
"OK let me point out the few rules we have for the B&B. Actually, there's just one main one for now. You can read it, " Clara says as she points to a sign.
I look up. The sign reads, "Males must be naked." (What? The sign is handwritten on a piece of paper.)
"I have to be naked?" I exclaim.
"Yes, that's the rule. You agreed to it when you made the reservation," Clara states.
"I didn't make the reservation. Jennifer did,"
"Well, then Jennifer agreed to it. Now if you don't follow the rules, you'll have to leave and you'll forfeit your deposit."
I look at Jennifer. She's smiling. We had played some bondage games where one or the other of us was tied up and tormented by the other. At one time, I told her my fantasy of being bound and naked in front of a group of women.
"Well, John, you'd better get naked, because I don't want to lose my deposit," Jennifer commands with a grin.
"OK, Jennifer. I'm just doing this so that you don't lose your money," I reply sheepishly. I take off my shirt and hand it to her. I slip out of my sandals and slip down my pants. "There I'm naked." I state.
"John, the sign says naked. That means completely naked. Take off everything," Jennifer demands.
I remove my underpants and cover my cock and balls with my hands.
Clara observes, "John, to be completely naked, you must not cover anything. If you insist on hiding your cock and balls, we have ways of not allowing that to happen."
"And what would that be?" I query.
Clara takes two cuffs off a shelf. She hands one to Jennifer. "John, please hold out your hands." I slowly move my hands away from my privates. Clara wraps one cuff around my right wrist and Jennifer wraps the other around my left wrist. They pull each hand behind my back and connect the cuffs together. They turn me so I face a mirror. I see my naked self with a clothed female on either side of me. My fantasy is starting to come true. I see my cock starting to become erect.
"John, it looks like you enjoy being naked," Jennifer comments.
"Why don't you get up to your room and relax for a few minutes," Clara suggests. "We're going to have a cocktail hour for all the guests at five o'clock."
"The other guests," I question. "Will the other males be naked too?"
"Oh no. You're the only male guest," Clara replies with a smile.
Clara leads us to our room and helps me sit in a chair. "John, I'm going to put a ball gag on you, so you don't have to worry about making small talk. Is that okay with you?"
"I guess so," I respond as I open my mouth.
As Clara puts the ball in my mouth, she says, "It has a hole in it, so you can sip some liquid during the cocktail hour."
"I'll see you all downstairs in five minutes," she says as she exits the room.
"Well, John, are you ready?" Jennifer asks. I nod my head.
"I'm not sure I want the other guests to see you completely naked. I'm going to put a loin cloth on you," she says. She picks up a rope and wraps it around my waist. Then she threads a strip of cloth through the rope on my front, then between my legs and through the rope on my back. "There, that's better."
"Let's head down for some cocktails," she says. I follow her down the hallway to the living room. Clara is sitting there with four other females. They look up as I enter. Jennifer heads over to greet them.
"Hi, Sarah, I'm glad you could join us for the weekend," Jennifer says as she hugs a blonde woman in a short dress that has slits down the side.
"Laura, welcome," Jennifer embraces a black-haired woman in a short form-fitting red dress.
She holds a brunette in a black skirt and a green tube top. "Glad you could make it Lisa."
"And Scarlett, great to see you," as she clasps a redhead in a white halter dress.
"This is John, who I've been messaging you about," Jennifer says as she turns toward me. I nod my head, glad that I am unable to speak. ( I don't know what I would say. But their sexy attire is starting to make my cock become erect.) "John, these are my friends from college. We used to talk about sex and variations."
"I told them about your fantasy. They were all quite eager to make it come true. One of the scenarios we had talked about at college was where the female took control."
Clara pipes up, "Jennifer, John is not naked. He is violating the rules."
"Oh, I'm sorry Clara. That was my mistake," Jennifer replies with a smile.
"Still, he must be punished for disobeying the rule," Clara states.
"Certainly, Clara. I'm sure my friends would enjoy punishing him," Jennifer answers with a grin. I see the females look on with anticipation.
"Let's make him ready for his punishment," Clara requests.
Clara and Jennifer step to each side of me. They disconnect my wrist cuffs from behind my back. They raise my arms up and connect them to chains hanging from the ceiling. Jennifer says to me, "John, I guess you need to be naked." She unties the rope, and the cloth falls to the floor. I see myself in a mirror across the room. I see the females looking at me. My cock becomes more erect. I try to move my legs to conceal it.
"John, it seems like you are always trying to hide your cock. I think your legs should be spread, so that it is nicely exposed," Clara says. She picks up a bar with hooks on each end. She wraps a cuff around my right ankle and connects it to the end of the bar. Jennifer wraps a cuff around my left ankle. She pulls my leg out and attaches the cuff to the other end. (I feel completely vulnerable. It is very stimulating, as my erection shows.)
Jennifer says, "Now, ladies, please introduce yourselves to John. You can grab his balls or cock and give a gentle squeeze."
The slits in the sides dress steps up and wraps her fingers around my balls. "Nice to meet you, John. I'm Sarah" she says.
The red dress walks up, grabs my cock, and says, "I'm Laura, John. Good to meet you."
Tube top saunters over and selects my balls. "Great to meet you, John. I'm Lisa," she says.
The halter dress picks my cock to pressure. "I'm Scarlett, John. Glad you could be here."
"Now that you've been introduced, please spank John as his punishment. He gets pretty turned on by spanking. The spanking will not be the actual punishment. Not giving him a release from his erection is the real punishment. So, you don't have to stroke him hard. Sometimes I give him a spank followed by a caress. That seems to really stimulate him."
Sarah begins. She concentrates on my left cheek. A spank, then a light touch of the fingers. Then repeat. ( I'm getting to maximum hardness.) She steps back.
Laura is a lefty. My right check is her focus. Spanks, touches, spanks, touches. (Please let me climax, please.)
There is a long pause before Lisa begins. She spanks and pauses, switching between my right and left cheeks.
Scarlet steps up, "What side should I spank, Jennifer? His ass is pretty red."
"Why don't you spank his cock?" Jennifer replies. "Watch that you don't give him a climax." (Why did she have to say that?)
Scarlet strikes my cock lightly. (I try to imagine it's a hand job, but it's a different feeling.) She repeats it a few times. (Oh, please, make it up and down. I can't cum from the strikes. They just make me more erect.)
Jennifer says, "I think we should pause for some refreshment before continuing."
"Great idea," says Scarlett.
They all sit down in chairs facing me, while Clara refills their wine glasses.
"How long do you keep him on edge?" Lisa asks.
Jennifer replies, "It varies, but usually a half hour or so. I don't want to do it too long, as we often switch places, and he gets to do the same to me."
"So, it's a bit of control on both sides?" Laura inquires.
