Surprise
Together we walked down to the basement where I had been preparing my surprise.
We had been down here together before, of course. We worked together to design the general aesthetic of the sex dungeon I had built and it was aleady pretty good as far as sex dungeons went. It had concrete floors and a ceiling of exposed beams supporting the floor above, a bank of lockers on one side, a shower area separated by a low wall on the other, and a simple table with a bench in the center. We'd already had a little fun down here with that bench and table, just to break it in, but tonight was going to be different. For weeks I had been building down here and now you were going to see the culmination of my secretive efforts.
It was dimly lit. Mostly dark with one bright light in the center, illuminating the table. The ceiling now had a steel beam spanning it and mounted on that beam was a heavy duty yellow hoist with a single chain hanging from it's center and a long loop of chain hanging from one side. Attached to the single chain was a rig of pulleys on a stout yellow frame with four chains hanging from it. The whole setup was hanging next to the table which was piled with a set of leather harnesses. You stepped up to the table and began to inspect the supple brown leather. Already your heart was beating fast.
"This looks complicated," you said with a smile as you fingered the snaps and buckles.
"It is," I said. "Get naked and I'll help you put it on."
You could sense the subtle change in my attitude. Still playful, but decidedly firm. You liked it. Obediently you stripped from your clothes, noting that I had warmed up the room to be comfortable while naked. Stripped completely nude, you stood in the dim light, the feeling of the rough, gritty concrete on the bottom of your feet heightened by your stark nudity. I pulled my shirt off as well, leaving me in jeans and work boots, and began to strap you into the harnesses. There were two that went around your upper arms and two that went around your thighs, all with hooks attached to their back side. Finally, a leather collar that cinched your wrists together behind your back. I attached the chains to the hooks on your upper arms and thighs and stepped over to the long loop of chain.
"You ready?" I asked, hand on the chain.
"Yeah, I'm re-"
I spun the loop of chain and you were hoisted into the air with shocking suddenness causing you to cry out in surprise. Of course this was exactly what you expected to happen, but you didn't expect it to be so fast and so smooth. I had clearly done some research designing this rig. I attached a final pair of chains from your ankles to the hooks on your upper arms so that you were trussed in the air with your legs spread and your knees bent.
"Oh, I like this," you said with a smile.
"Shut up bitch, no one gives a fuck what you think," I said flatly.
The smile disappeared and your jaw dropped and eyes went wide. I had never spoken to you like that before. Of course you knew it was just an act, but I sounded so believable. I had spoken so matter of factly, so plainly. Not harsh or mean, on the contrary, it was just stated simply as a passing mundane fact. Your heart began to race.
"Okay, let's test this thing out," I said, as though I were on a job site.
I lifted your ankles into the air and suddenly the true genius of the setup was revealed. It was a pulley system that leveled in two directions so that you could be tilted forward and back and rotated about an axis down your spine. As I lifted your legs in the air the chain smoothly adjusted so that your head was lowered and your ass was brought right up to my face.
"Holy shit!" you gasped.
"Hm, this ass and pussy are looking pretty good," I said, almost bored.
I gave your ass a hard spank and then began to finger your already wet pussy with no warning whatsoever, sliding my fingers in deep and probing your wet little slit.
"Oh! Oh my god," you moaned as you squirmed in your bindings. They were comfortable but tight and effective. Pull as you might, there was no escaping.
I continued fingering your pussy. Your back arched with a sharp intake of breath as you felt a surge of cold liquid on your asshole as I squirted a liberal stream of oil from a plastic bottle onto your tight, exposed, little butthole. The liquid flowed around your ass and over your pussy, lubricating everything. I started rubbing your asshole with my thumb as I fingered you, rubbing harder and harder until my thumb slipped right into your tight ass.
"See, I'm gonna fuck both of these holes," I explained. "So I need to get them good and ready."
I continued rubbing and probing, hands everywhere, in all the private places. There was no hiding from me. Your ass and pussy were just there, out in the open for me to use as I liked, and there was nothing to do but surrender.
"Yes, YES!" you moaned, your nipples hardening and your toes curling. "I like that so much. It feels so goo-"
I spun you fast in the air without warning. You screamed as your body wheeled around 180 degrees, and stopped suddenly with a gasp as I caught a hold of your hair and pulled your face close to mine.
"I thought I explained that nobody gives a shit what you think, slut," I said, my face so close to yours you could feel my breath. My grip was hard and mean, your neck strained and your eyes looked wide at mine. But my voice was still calm and even. "I don't care if you like it. I don't care if you want it. I'm going to do whatever I feel like."
I unbuttoned my pants one-handed, still gripping your hair, and pulled out my already hard dick. The tip was gooey and dripping as it throbbed and bounced.
"Let's put that slut mouth to better use," I said, and pulled your head down fast, making you gasp again.
