Beyond the Glory Hole
"Wake up slut!" she growled into his ear as he lay on his back peacefully sleeping. He jolted upright, forgetting the blindfold was still on. He reached out for her mindlessly and groaned when he noticed his fatigued shoulders.
"Offhhh...yes.....my Queen.....hhhhhm" he mumbled breathlessly. He moved to stretch his arms when she grabbed his collar to pull him up to her face. She smiled as she watched him struggle to move to obey her.
"I hope you are well rested my pet. I have an evening of service planned for you tonight. Sit on the bed here and eat your dinner. You are going to need the calories." she instructed him sternly, pushing him to sit on the edge of the bed.
"Cross your legs slut." she said, slapping his thigh. He winced a bit and pulled his leg into position. She placed a large bowl in his lap. He felt around in the bowl to find a small fork. To him it felt like a shrimp fork, absurdly tiny and ineffective. He was groggy from the long nap and he hoped that was all he was experiencing.
"Eat as much as you can right now my pet. We need to be on our way. There are a few people waiting for you there." she explained, caressing his arm as he ate.
"Uh-huhhh." he nodded with a mouth full of food. He was much hungrier than he thought. The spaghetti tasted amazing to him in this moment. He hardly breathed as he gulped it down quickly. He was thankful for a warm meal after the scene they had this morning. She had given permission for him to service ladies at a tea party. He was on his hands and knees all morning under the table servicing the women that called for his help. He was blindfolded but was able to feel his face buried in their pussies, each one adding to the growing wetness on his face. His Queen was pleased with his performance, as a number of the women kept calling for him specifically because of how he used his tongue on them. He smirked a bit as he ate, recalling the pride he felt in pleasing his Queen.
"Are you feeling well my pet?" she asked softly.
"Of course my Queen. I am in your service, therefore, I am well." he answered. She kissed him on the forehead and removed his bowl just as he was about to finish.
"Here, drink all of this water slut." she commanded, tipping his head back and slowly pouring a bottle of water into his mouth. He drank slowly and struggled to finish the bottle.
"Good boy. Now let's go." she exclaimed leading him to his feet and out of the tent. The air felt much cooler than before his nap. He wondered what time it was and how dark the evening was. She strapped his wrist, ankle, and thigh cuffs to his warm body. He stretched a bit as she worked, already sore from the tea party. She adjusted his collar and blindfold. She grabbed the chastity cage that he almost forgot he had been wearing for two days. He grunted at the sudden cold hands on his balls. She giggled, giving then a little tug to check the cage.
"Hurry now my little cumwhore!" she said as she connected his wrist cuffs and lead him across the camp. He listened for clues along the way as numerous campers commented on his fate. She loved showing him off and offering him up for service. He knew she felt happy to provide pleasurable experiences for others, be it by her hand or her command. He was lucky to also like pleasuring others, but more importantly, pleasing her. He could feel his heart beating faster as they walked as he hated surprises. She has given him no clues as to what lie ahead for him. He hated stopping to chat repeatedly; he just wanted to get to wherever they were going already.
She paraded him around for what felt like a mile. He liked to listen to her footsteps as she walked, imagining how proud she was feeling with him there. He almost smiled when she stopped suddenly.
"Here we are my pet. You remember our protocol, correct?" she asked.
"Yes my Queen." he replied.
"Good. If you misstep for me or our guests, you will be immediately punished. If you have more than five corrections this evening, I will choose your punishment when we return to our camp." she explained.
"Of course my Queen." he said, nodding his head. He suddenly became aware of the presence of others milling about and moving equipment around him.
"Thank you my pet." she replied, turning him around to face her. Another set of hands pushed him back onto the table. He groaned slightly as he was guided to lie on the small, cold surface. One set of hands pulled each of his arms to the side where they were clipped into an o-ring so that they were spread far apart. Another attached a connector between his thigh cuffs to pull his legs above him. Another attached rope to his ankle cuffs to raise his legs above him, forcing the slut to expose his ass. They shuffled as they placed his body, moving his ass to the edge of the table and forcing his head back so that he was lying off of the end of the table.
"Ohh, now we are getting there!" he heard his Queen exclaim excitedly. He was pleased she was excited. "Now be a good slut for me my pet. All of your holes are on display for use tonight. You will provide pleasure for as many people as request it. You know what is expected of you slut. I will keep an eye on you." She placed a bell into each of his hands. "If you have reached your limit slut, please drop both bells. Then I will remove your bounds and we will return to camp. But....there is a pail here under your sissy hole and one under your face. I expect each of them to be at least half filled with cum and your drool and fluids before you are finished. Understand?" she asked.
"Yes ma'am." he said hurriedly, stuttering to correct himself quickly.
She backhanded him hard, forcing his face to the side. "Pardon me slut?" she asked angrily.
"Yes my Queen. My apologies." he said as he clenched his jaw. "Thank you my pet. Let that be your only mistake tonight." she said pushing his head into the center of the table.
She placed earphones in his ears with loud trance music playing. He immediately became a little frantic as she had not used these in quite a while. What does she not want me to hear? He wondered. Before he could collect his thoughts, someone grabbed his ears and forced their small dildo down his throat.
The dildo wasn't very long but it was wide stretching his mouth open wide. He concentrated on breathing through his nose while trying to get the dildo as wet with his saliva as he could. He can feel a hand lightly touching his thighs and exposed ass. Suddenly, the hand spanks his ass hard on one cheek. He moans around the dildo in his mouth as he was not expecting it. The spanking continues and all he can do is grunt around the dildo that is held deep in his mouth. It stops suddenly and the dildo is yanked from his mouth and he barely has time to get a breath before a larger object is thrust into his mouth.
He can tell this new object is a real cock and he can detect the slight taste of the man's precum. His ass still warm from the spanking suddenly feels cold as a liquid is dripped on it. The hand returns rubbing the liquid into his skin and a finger pushes some into his ass working it in and out. The finger withdraws and he feels something slightly bigger touch his hole. He feels a few short tentative thrusts of the object then all of a sudden the object is thrust hard into his ass. He tries to scream from the sudden pain and the man in his mouth thrusts his cock deep down his throat. The head of the man's cock rubs against his epiglottis over and over and he feels like he is about to vomit around his cock. He tries to hold it down but it becomes too much and he can feel the thick liquid squirt out around his cock and drip down his face and fall into the bucket below.
He had forgotten about the dildo in his ass momentarily but he is suddenly reminded of its presence as the owner starts to thrust in and out of him. He can feel as it slides against his prostate starting him on the path to orgasm. His cock strains painfully in the chastity cage. He knows he has no control over his own orgasm and that, with the stimulation he is receiving, it won't take much till he cums.