Ron and I had been going out for about a year when we were invited to one of his Clients for a meal.
Ron's business had been steadily growing but reputation and, as word of mouth is everything, a bit of flattery and entertainment wasn't unusual.
"Do I know this client?" I asked Ron as we got ready.
"No he is relatively new but could be worth a packet to us if he comes on board" Ron replied.
"Will I do?" I asked, standing next to him in front of the full length mirror.
Ron was a nice 6' tall, not particularly muscular but with a good physique. He was currently sporting a short stubble which worked well with his short dark brushed back hair.
Smart black trousers and a pale blue shirt, he looked very good.
"Hmmm" he mused, looking me up and down. I posed for him pushing up my wavy blonde hair. I looked good too, I thought. I was nicely slim now with breasts that clearly showed my feminine side but not so large as to be top heavy. I was wearing a knee length green dress and black heels. Not too smart but not too casual either. We were a good looking couple.
We drove out to the client's home on the outskirts of the town. We had declined a taxi partly so that Ron would have an excuse to drive back so as not to have drink foisted upon him.
The house we drew up at was huge with a sweeping gravel driveway at the front. I whistled under my breath.
"You're not wrong, this could be worth loads to you". Ron nodded his agreement.
We were met at the doors by a man who appeared to be a butler or similar.
He took our coats and ushered us into a comfortable room.
"Your guests sir." He announced as he showed us in.
"Welcome, welcome." said a middle aged man, rising from a deep green leather armchair.
"I am Charles." He said, shook Ron's hand and kissed my cheek.
He was slim and casually dressed in slacks and a crisp white shirt. He smelled nice, though I could not place the fragrance. Expensive was what it suggested. He had dark hair which was greying at the temples, but this did not detract from, rather added to a distinguished look.
"You will have a drink.' he said, indicating some wine glasses on the table, already filled. I reached out gratefully sipping from one. His phrasing was slightly odd, more an order than a request. Ron accepted.
"Only this one, I am driving" he said.
Charles nodded understandingly.
"A beautiful home you have here." I said.
"It is rather isn't it." he replied, looking around, almost as if noticing it anew.
"The benefits of a fortunate life on the markets" he smiled to himself.
We talked in generalities for a while as he showed off some of his art works. I peered closer at some small pencil drawings, framed in one corner. They were all of nudes in differing poses but all appeared to be restrained in some way. One, a woman on her knees on a bed, her head bent down with her arms stretched back and wrists bound to her ankles. Another two women bound together head to toe with a naked man whipping their upturned buttocks.
"Interesting." said Charles, unexpectedly close to my ear. I jumped in surprise.
"Er, Yes." I stammererd. "Very, er, unusual."
"And sketched from life." he said before turning away to refill his glass.
From life, I thought, by him? of him? I didn't know if I should pursue that line of thought too far.
The butler returned and announced that dinner was ready.
"Very good Albert." Charles said clapping his hands together. He turned to us.
"We also have an entertainment during our meal. You will enjoy it".
Again, that slightly odd phrasing drew my attention.
He ushered us towards the adjoining door and led us through into a large dining room. Oak panelling surrounding the walls with polished wood on the floor. The table was large and already laid. I involuntarily stopped and gasped as I took in the spectacle in front of us.
There was a centre piece on the table. A naked girl on all fours but leaning down on her forearms. There were straps holding her around her wrists and elbows and also behind her knees and ankles. She seemed about 30 years old, slim with largish breasts.
A large dildo was sticking up from the table and the girls mouth had been forced around it. She had on a full rubber, skin tight mask around her head, slick, black and shiny. There was a hole for her nose and mouth and a metal ring was attached to the top of the head area. This was strapped down to the table, so that this dildo was held in her mouth with no possibility of removal. A small amount of reddish hair showed from under the mask, the only hint of the individual within.
A man I hadn't seen before appeared at the table and placed a large metal box directly behind her. Two metal rods were attached through holes in the box's side, one above one below. Two large dildos were attached to the ends of these. They looked to be black plastic but shaped as if 5 or 6 egg shapes had all been connected together in line. The first egg appeared to be about the size of a ping pong ball with each behind it becoming progressively larger until the last was about the size of a satsuma.
He drizzled an oil down the cleft between her buttocks and massaged this into both her pussy and, using a finger, into her anus, as he he did so she rocked gently against his fingers.
I was shocked. I glanced at Ron but he very gently shook his head as if to indicate not to make a fuss. I wasn't sure I was happy about this but it was his client after all and could be worth a lot, it was also the first time I had ever seen something like this and a little tiny part of my brain was urging me to stay and watch. The man then used two fingers to open her anus further. She was moaning and wriggling against her bonds but she was very clearly held fast.
He then placed the tips of both dildos against each of her holes and when she appeared to relax he slid them forward, the one sliding slowly forward into her anus stretching that little ring of muscle wide before slipping quickly in as it narrowed. She moaned against that phallus in her mouth and I could sympathise, the very thought of that was enough to make me wince. That tight ring of muscle closed around it but still held maybe an inch wide between the two egg shaped bulges. She was now very still in her bonds as if to concentrate on minimising any discomfort. The dildo below slipped in more easily but still caused her pussy lips to widen and close in a repeating rhythm.
Five of these eggs were pushed in gradually until the last splayed both her holes wide. We were standing to one side but also slightly towards her rear so had a completely open view.
The box behind her was slowly maneuvered forward until it was clear that this was as deep as these would be allowed to enter her. The man then cranked a large fly wheel on the side of the box and the rods disappeared back into it whilst drawing the dildos out from her straining holes. At the point where only one egg remained in her he grunted an acknowledgement and lifted a thin bar from the table top directly beneath her stomach and placed it so that she could not move her hips any further forward, trapping her on both these intruders. He then made one final adjustment. On one rod only, he pushed forward until she was fully impaled on it, her pussy held wide on the last and widest part.
It was bizarre, He carried out these duties as if he were merely adjusting a machine, no indication that she was a living, feeling woman crossed his face or altered his slow calm demeanour. He appeared implacable, nothing would alter his given task regardless of her concerns.
There were two strange narrow, clear plastic cups below her chest, approximately 4" wide at their tops. He moved to raise these so that her nipples rested gently inside the rims of each. She couldn't withdraw due to the ring on her hood holding her down. Even when she arched her back away her rebellious breasts just hung down and he calmly raised the beakers until they were just touching the flesh around each nipple. He used a little more oil and circled the rims of these beakers. Julie could not figure out what this odd contrivance was for until the man casually clicked a switch on the table and the woman's nipples were gradually pulled into those glasses, distending under a suction obviously applied at their base. She made a strangled sound as the flesh of her breasts flowed down into those vessels, taking on a weird almost fantastical shape before the suction released and both breasts slid back up and out leaving just the nipples hanging down into the glasses again. The woman was grunting onto the dildo fixed in her mouth. The nipples though were now bigger than before.
The man then activated the box to her rear and both dildos very slowly began to move, one in, one out. So slowly was the motion that the effects were almost mesmerising to those watching.
Her tiny ring was stretched wider and wider. Julie realised that she was holding her breath, her gaze locked on the dildo forcing its way into her tiny hole. Shocked, she thought that it couldn't possibly stretch any wider when, as if it had reached a peak, it more rapidly squeezed back together, sliding down the narrower valley, as the smaller side of the egg was reached.
The lower dildo pushed inwards, again, so slowly, stretching and also rubbing the thin dividing skin between anus and vagina. The lips of her vulva were drawn inwards with each egg and almost popping back out as each wider part was drawn inside.
The woman shuddered, a quivering running through her buttocks and thighs, her breath coming in long hard draws.
