D: Do you remember Michael from my work?
D: You met him at the work party a few months back.
C: Yeah, I remember him. He was quite nice.
D: I'm glad you think so, he's coming over for dinner tonight.
C: Okie dokie, I'll run to the store and grab some ingredients to make a roast!
D: And then after dinner, he and I are going to have some fun with you
C: Have fun with me?
C: Hello??
C: Are you there?
Casey blushed red, she continued her walk, heading down the street towards their home. Their dog, Arlo, pulling on the lead with a wagging tail.
Together they reached the home with the picket fence. She put the dog in the backyard and began writing a shopping list. With a rough idea of what she'd need to purchase, she picked up her car keys and walked to the carport.
Climbing into her little white station wagon, Casey stuck the keys in the ignition and started the vehicle.
Throughout the short shopping trip, she couldn't stop her mind from wandering. The thought of what the night could bring her was exciting.
Casey and her boyfriend, Daniel, had previously engaged in many sexual encounters with multiple parties involved. After a year of being in a relationship and 4 months of experimenting sexually they had begun to come up with rules and agreements on how such experimentation should be carried out.
Daniel knew that if she was not willing to proceed with tonight's engagements she would have told him via their safewords. He had organised the activities using one of their agreed upon methods.
Her toes would curl and fists would clench, unable to stop imagining the two men using her, taking it in turns to pleasure themselves with her body.
Somehow, she managed to bring her mind back on track momentarily and prepared their meal for the evening, every so often allowing her mind to drift off again.
Hours went by, during which she vacuumed, mopped and even polished the floors, dusting furniture and shelves as she went. The house was sparkling clean and dinner was being kept warm in the oven. She made sure the bedroom was in immaculate condition and every single toy was cleaned and sanitized, unsure of what would be used that night.
It was almost 6PM when the men arrived at the house, the feast spread out on the table before them, it's scent greeting them at the door.
Casey met them in the entryway, wearing a casual day dress. It was clear to Daniel that she wore nothing beneath this. He smiled at his insider knowledge and scanned her body meticulously, noticing every curve and dip, "Let's eat shall we?"
The meal consisted of such intense sexual tension, Casey hardly ate at all, using all of her focus to keep the conversation appropriate and not blurt out the lewd images flooding her brain.
"Well, that was delicious Casey. Now why don't you strip for us?" Michael spoke, casual as ever. He then rose from the table along with Daniel and the two walked into the bedroom.
Casey knew they where getting something from the toy box. But she was clueless as to what.
She cleared up all the dishes from dinner and wiped down the table.
Then, she began removing her clothes, leaving them in a small pile underneath the coffee table in the living room. She was unsure what they planned to do to her, just as she was unsure where.
Not knowing what else was expected of her, she kneeled in the middle of the room and simply awaited their return.
Together, they entered the room, carrying with them a collar, lead, furlined cuffs, lube, condoms, riding crop and blindfold.
Her eyes widened, their evil smiles a tell-tale sign she was really in for it.
"Michael?" The man looked at Daniel, who gestured toward the nude woman before them. Michael placed the blindfold on her eyes, causing every hair on her body to stand up.
Now she wouldn't be able to tell who was doing what to her. Whether it was her boyfriend touching her or his coworker violating her, she could not tell the difference.
One of them secured the collar and lead around her neck, holding it tight as the other cuffed her hands behind her back.
They slowly circled her, tracing her body with the riding crop.
The crop lightly patted her soft breasts, it ran up and down her skin. Running down to her bottom and giving it a whack.
She gasped, her body flinching in response to the hit.
"What do you think Mike, she's so well behaved isn't she?" Dan's voice rung out, sending shivers down her spine.
"Yes, she's being very good for us. But I think she looks a bit too comfortable. What do you say we fix that, huh?"
She bit her lip, hearing a deep chuckle and awaiting the orders she could feel were about to be spoken, "Stand up for us, baby."
She stood, her hands clenched nervously at her sides, "Good. Good girl, you must really want it, don't you."
A hand ran up her spine, reaching the back of her neck and gripping it firmly, forcing her to bend over 90°, "Now beg for us to touch you."
"Please. Please, Master, I need it. I need your big cock inside me. Please fuck me, Master," A harsh whip landed on her bottom as one of them hit her with the crop.
"US. I said to beg US. Can't you do anything right, slut?" She whimpered, her cheeks clenching closed.
