PROLOG:
Sherry and I had lived together about a year when I arranged this little surprise for her. Everything done with her came from both a composite of some of the fantasies she talked about "wishing to try" and personal knowledge of her desires from our many sexcapades.
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In Sherry's words:
One night sometime past midnight, I was suddenly awoke by two men in my bedroom. They both had masks and did not speak a word.
My heart was pounding and I was too startled to scream. Not that I could have because as soon as they saw me set up in bed, they immediately grabbed me, forced a ball in my mouth, and fastened it with straps around my head. Before I could move, I found my wrists in handcuffs. A rope from the handcuffs was tied to the head of my bed, holding my arms above my head.
I was just starting to kick when they strapped my legs together at the ankles and knees. They put a big thick collar around my neck, tied a rope from the strap around my knees to the collar, and drew my knees up to my chest before tying it tight. Another rope was run from the back of the collar down my back to my ankles, pulling them up tight. My hands were now pulled down to my ankles and tied with the rope on the handcuffs.
I couldn't scream, talk, or move very much, but they weren't finished. This time they ran a number of straps around me and pulled them very very tight. The ball was taken out of my mouth and a hood was put over my head, covering my whole head like a tight glove, too tight to open my covered mouth. The hood was strapped closed on the side, back, and around the neck. I heard the clicking of small padlocks being placed on the helmet's straps, locking it shut. Straps on the helmet were tied to my knees, holding my head down tight against them.
I was very helpless now. I could not move a muscle or see anything. I did not know these guys or what they wanted. Before I could think about it, I was being lowered into a padded trunk. The last straps had been attached to a handle so I could quite literally be picked up and carried like a suitcase. The trunk lid was closed, latched an padlocked.
I live in a two story townhouse, the bedroom on the top floor. I felt the trunk with me in it being lifted and carried. The trunk tilted down at my head when it was carried down the stairs. I felt me being set down and heard a car truck lid slam over me.
Air holes had to have been in the padded truck because we drove for what seemed like hours, I don't know where. Finally, I felt myself being carried, set down, and the trunk lid opened. I was lifted to a bed and the straps holding the helmet to my knees untied. An opening in the helmet was opened enough that my mouth was uncovered and I could talk. Eyes and everything else was still tightly covered.
A voice: "Scream all you want, no one can hear. We want you to be our willing sex slave, how about it?"
I said no. They started TICKLING ME! It was more then I could stand. They tickled me until I wet the only clothing I had on, my panties, before I finally agreed.
My panties were ripped off and a tube inserted into my ass. I was carried, propped up and held on a toilet. I felt my insides becoming tighter and tighter as water pumped into me.
"I can't take anymore without popping!", I cried out.
I couldn't resist or fight, I was still very tightly bound. The tube was removed and I shot everything out.
A voice said: "We don't want shit on our cocks!".
The tube and water were repeated.
After I had time to empty myself, I was again carried like a suitcase. My straps were loosened and removed, only to be replace by new ones. I tried to resist, but could not. The new straps were pulled and I was floating, hanging by my wrists, waist, and knees (held apart by a spreader bar).
A device was put in my mouth (head still covered by the helmet) that held it open, but allowed my lips to close completely. At the very same instant, a tube was inserted in my ass.
While I felt myself being filled only slightly, a voice said: "I like a slippery ass when I ram my cock in it. With all this jelly in you I can ream you whenever I want!"
When the tube was removed, I felt the head of a cock push against my ass. It pushed hard enough to swing me forward slightly. I struggled, only to have the head push a little inside me. I struggled more and it went deeper.
A voice: "Fight me all you want, it just makes it better for me."
I struggled again and slid all the way down on the hard cock. It was so big I thought I was going to be pulled apart.
A second cock was now being pushed into my mouth. Hands held my head so I couldn't turn it while the cock was sliding in, all the way to my throat. I was grabbed hard by my breasts and ass cheeks and swung back and forth, the cocks sliding in and out of both my ass and mouth until they both shot cum into me.
After a few minutes, I was moved to a bed, wrists handcuffed, and their rope tied above my head. I struggled and fought as hard as I could.
A voice: "This little bitch said she'd be our slave! I think she needs to be taught to mind!".
The rope to the handcuffs was untied, I was stood on my feet, and the rope tied above me, stretching me up on my toes. A spreader put on my ankles was anchored to the floor. A dildo was forced in my mouth and secured. I was spanked, HARD! I was whipped and spanked until I stopped fighting. Clothespins were place on my breasts, slit, and then my legs, stomach, mouth, and nipples. I was now pattled with a board. All the clothespins were pulled and twisted, then I was pattled again.
