"Susan, why don't you first show Virginia the play area and your costumes before lunch?"
She replied, "Yes, Sir." She shuffled off, leading the way as I followed. Ultimately, we arrived at a door where she pushed a button. Soon the door opened, revealing a small elevator. We got in and started down. It was a snug fit in that tiny room, with her breast rubbing against me. Feeling a little awkward at this proximity, and casting about for something to say, I stated, "You look very nice, Susan." She blushed from the compliment, and I could feel the heat radiating from her cheek.
We entered a finished basement that served as a movie room. From there, we went through another door that entered into what, for lack of a better word, a person would call a dungeon. My eyes were immediately caught by the racks on one side of that room, full of clothes and various toys and implements. Next, I recognized several items scattered around the large room -- items I'd seen in old movies involving bondage in many forms. The overall effect was amazing. Even the walls had fake stone facades and lamps that flickered like torches.
Susan went to a modern looking intercom and said just two words, "Ready, Sir."
She moved to some stocks and opened the top section. Placing her head through and aligning her neck in the center hole and one wrist in the far hole, she carefully lowered the top. At the last second, she skillfully moved her free wrist to the final hole as she let the top drop into place. I heard and saw the hasp fall and close. She was now bent at her waist and I could easily see that since she didn't wear panties she was now rendered quite helpless and exposed. This excited me greatly for some reason that I chose not to try to analyze at that moment.
A moment later, I heard the distant elevator open again in the movie room. Soon thereafter, Henry came into the dungeon room where we were. He looked at Susan, then at me and said, "This is her favorite device. When she has a choice, she always seems to choose it." He walked to the stocks and placed a lock on the hasp, locking Susan in.
He removed his clothes and his cock sprang to life. Trying to remain clinical, I observed that it was a really nice size. I watched him walk up to Susan and tease her slit with it. This made her moan and wiggle.
He pressed forward and entered her slowly. This caused her to emit an uninhibited loud groan. I watched, mesmerized, as he took her with slow deep thrusts. I moved closer and watched as his cock went in and out of her. To say the least, I was getting very excited at this exhibition of raw sexuality. My nostrils twitched at the scent wafting from where the two of them were joined. Inhaling deeply to draw that scent down into my lungs, my breasts lifted and swelled as my lungs filled. Arousal made goosebumps form on my arms as I shivered delicately.
He must've been observing my body language. Without missing a stroke, he locked eyes with me and told me, "Virginia, strip naked and get onto that device in the left corner." I looked and saw a heavy wooden horizontal platform, shaped like an inverted Y. He told me, "Place yourself face down on it, spread out your legs and place your feet though its loops. Then stretch out and place the loop around your head, and your wrists through the loops at the top."
I should have refused. I should have reminded him I was only here to observe his play with Susan. But there was something about the quality of his voice. Something that indicated that he expected to be obeyed. Something forceful and undeniable. My hands almost seemed to have a mind of their own as they removed my clothing, dropping each piece on the floor right where I stood. My professional demeanor also seemed to drop away from me, much as my clothes had just done.
When I was completely naked, my feet took over, propelling me over toward the device. My heart was now racing, and my breasts were heaving as I took deep nervous breaths. There was almost a ringing sound in my ears as I crossed the room. Consciously, I was surprised and a little terrified that I was doing this, but somehow I felt compelled.
Climbing onto the frame, I knelt on the arms of the Y and reached back, placing my ankles in the loops there. Then I leaned forward and pressed my breasts to the cool wooden surface. I had to turn my head sideways, resting my cheek on the wood to place the band around my head, whereupon I blindly reached my arms out alongside my ears and found the loop for both my wrists. With my head in that position, I could no longer see Henry or Susan. I could have probably freed myself, since the loops weren't tight, but I found myself waiting in almost breathless anticipation. I'm not sure what was going through my mind at that point other than a desire to experience... and... strangely enough, a vague desire to please him.
I heard subtle sounds. The sounds of Henry's cock still fucking Susan, and her delighted moans and groans. Then her breath caught for a second and she yipped strangely in what sounded like a wonderful release. Perhaps a minute later, the fucking sounds stopped, and I heard what sounded like Henry's bare feet padding across the floor in my direction. He must've approached from my blind side, because suddenly I felt tugs on the loops at my wrists, then head, and then each ankle as he tightened me in place. Seconds later, I was truly helpless and naked and no longer able to escape. My legs were anchored wide apart, and I knew my pussy was completely exposed. I felt sure that if I told him to release me, that he would comply. But somehow, those words never left my mouth.
Henry must've stared at my naked body for an eternity. At least, that's how long it felt. My cheeks and neck flushed scarlet with humiliation, since I could feel my pussy leaking with anticipation. I could swear I heard him chuckling as he reveled in his power over me. From the direction of that chuckle, I knew he must be standing between my spread legs. I imagined that cock of his still thick with engorgement, and probably still coated with Susan's secretions and cum. Suddenly, I felt his cock run along my pussy, which sent a shock through me! Gasping, I pulled at the restraints with no effect other than to emphasize to me how vulnerable I was like this.
I then felt his cock part my pussy lips and slide into me, claiming me as his new fuck toy. The cock felt even bigger than I'd imagined. And it stretched me wide open as he pressed it deep inside me. I would've moaned, but it took my breath away it was so deep and filling. Some dim part of my brain wondered if Susan could see him taking me like this. But that thought vanished as I exploded in a huge orgasm! Bunching my muscles and yanking at the restraints emphasized and prolonged my climax, making me experience first hand the attraction that bondage play can provide in situations like this one!
Giddy with new and strange sensations, I was in a heavenly bliss as Henry fucked me and fucked me. I'd never had a man last that long while penetrating me, and I loved it. Finally, he plunged in deep and paused his thrusts. That let me feel his cock jerk and twitch in my depths as he spewed rope after rope of his hot semen inside me. That sent me spiraling over the edge once more and I came again, squirming and shaking. My pussy felt like it was trying to drain all of his seed into my womb. As if my womb was being reminded of the reason for its existence!
When Henry finally pulled out of me, I was exhausted and sweaty. I imagined I was dripping gobs of his cum from my still dilated pussy, and even though that was embarrassing, I still smiled. Stepping back a little, Henry gave my ass a playful slap, and I remembered Susan mentioning that he did that to her once in a while. Even though that slap did sting briefly, it certainly didn't hurt. It only made me grin as if the slap was a compliment.
Having used us to his satisfaction, without further comment, Henry released me and Susan. We both needed a shower after that visit to his dungeon. Susan quietly led us both to a large, well-appointed bath and shower room. Thoughtfully, there were fluffy robes waiting for us on the bed after we'd toweled off. I don't think either of us felt self-conscious about seeing each other naked after that shared experience. We went out onto the deck and had a wonderful lunch and chatted. Interestingly, at that point not a word was spoken about what had just happened. However, Susan and I exchanged eye contact and smiles.
When lunch was over, Henry said, "Virginia, you know that Susan is planning to spend the weekend here. Why don't you stay also?" I was about to decline, when he added, "I'm certain that there are several aspects of our play that are still not probed as of yet."
There was something in his eyes -- a glimmer -- as he pronounced the word 'probed' that made me squirm a little in my seat. I thought about some of the other devices that I'd seen in his dungeon. I imagined being naked and helpless as Henry 'probed' my mouth with that magnificent cock of his... and maybe... maybe even my ass? Seeing an eager look on Susan's face as she nodded encouragingly, I whispered in a husky, lust-filled voice that I'd never used with any of my former lovers, "I'd really like that." Remembering how Susan addressed him, I added, "Thank you for the offer, Sir."
His smile, hearing this, felt to me like I'd earned an award. And I did receive an award, of sorts, later that evening after dinner. Getting us naked again, Henry placed Susan on her side, and then placed me also on my side in a position for '69 sex' with our mouths at each other's pussy. He then tied my shins together behind Susan's head, trapping her head against my pussy. I assume he also tied her shins in the same manner, because I felt them pressing against the back of my head almost grinding my mouth against her pussy.
At his command, we started a spirited cunnilingus on each other, and I enjoyed being 'forced' to lick, suck and taste Susan's love tunnel and her juices. I hoped she was enjoying mine in the same way, because I could tell her tongue was making me lubricate like mad. After a short while, she had to move her tongue out of the way as Henry began pumping his cock into my receptive and very wet pussy. He didn't cum though, nor did he quite make me cum, but he got me close. When he removed his cock and Susan's tongue speared back into my depths, I came hard, grinding lustily against her mouth and feeding her.
Meanwhile, Henry's cock came into view, headed for Susan's pussy, so I tilted my head back a little to give him room. I got a very closeup view of their coupling, and since my tongue was unoccupied for the moment, I started licking Henry's balls every chance I got. The scent of their sex act an inch or two from my nose was terribly arousing. And as she was being fucked, Susan seemed to dine on my pussy with increased gusto! After a while, I heard Henry groan as I saw his balls tighten and his cock started to pulse right before my eyes. He was filling Susan with his load of cum this time! I felt that was only fair, since I'd received his earlier blast when I was on that Y-shaped device. And her nude body was pressed sexily and delightfully against mine as she shook in orgasm.
As an added benefit, when Henry pulled out of Susan, my mouth was right back against her pussy, probing into her tunnel. My lips sealed her opening as I sucked, getting mouthful after mouthful of Henry's semen, mixed with Susan's juices and cum. When it seemed that I'd swallowed everything I could, my tongue still drove deep into her, its tip flipping and searching for any missed morsels. I heard Susan emit that interesting yipping sound that signals her orgasm, and enjoyed her shivers and shakes against me until her post-orgasmic aftershocks ebbed.
After that, we all went to bed, sharing a very large bed together. All the next day, the three of us stayed nude all the time. This allowed Henry to use us whenever he had a whim to do so. He fucked us many times, usually not cumming so that his erection would last and last. He also had Susan take me into the bathroom and... ummmm... 'cleanse' my rear tunnel until it was scrupulously clean. I knew what that foretold.
Sure enough, Henry took us to the dungeon. This time he locked me into the stocks. Bent over and helpless, I felt Susan, obeying his command, lubricating my anal ring and even working the lubricant into my anus with her gentle fingers. Then, I heard him command, "Susan, guide my cock into Virginia's ass hole." I blushed, thinking of her holding his cock as she pressed its swollen head against my anal ring. I grunted as the crown of that cock entered me, my anal ring swiftly closing behind the now embedded cock head to grip his stiff shaft. My grunt turned into a long, loud, drawn-out moan as he penetrated me to the hilt, his balls pressing my pussy lips.
As he started fucking me anally, I heard him say, "Susan, go around to the front of the stocks and start kissing Virginia. Keep kissing her until I erupt and fill her rear tunnel." Obediently, Susan came into view and placed her hands along my head and ears, bringing her soft, needy lips to my own eager ones. She didn't just kiss my mouth, she kissed my eyelids, my nose, my cheeks, my chin and part of my neck. I was going into sensory overload with this lovely woman kissing me so intently as that big, thick cock plowed in and out of my rectum! Henry finally spewed his load into my ass, with his balls tightly tapping at my pussy lips. I clearly felt spasm after spasm of his cock twitching inside my rectum as it propelled his semen as deep into me as it could. As I fruitlessly tugged at the confines of the stocks, my climax was so intense that I almost fainted.
