"Please fill out this questionnaire then read the non disclosure agreement and release. Sign and date them both. I'll check back on you shortly," the woman said, smiling. She then left the room.
I started filling out the questionnaire with basic information. 36 years old, divorced, no current relationship, and so on. That was followed by a very detailed and explicit set of questions about my sexual experiences thus far. Lost my virginity at 18, yes I perform and receive oral sex, no I've never done deep throat or anal, no group sex, no fetishes that I've ever considered.
The NDA was pretty straightforward - I agreed not to ever discuss any details of what I was about to experience. I expected this because Robin, the friend who had told me about this place and very strongly encouraged me to attend. Her insistent urging finally convinced me despite her claim that she was forbidden to divulge any details. "Trust me, Vickie, you'll have the time of your life!"
It had been enough to get me to contact this place and give them my credit card number to cover the $2500 fee for a 6 hour session. Robin had offered to reimburse me if I attended and did not like what happened. So with nothing to lose, at least financially, here I am.
The woman came in, looked over the paperwork, then told me, "Undress, completely please."
Despite revealing no details, Robin had told me this would be a sexual experience so I wasn't surprised at this statement. I removed my clothes, handing each piece to the woman who carefully folded them and placed them in a basket. After handing her my bra I hesitated to removed my panties until she raised an eyebrow and pointed to them. Down they went and into the basket.
She took me into the attached bathroom and instructed me to enter the shower. I noticed an unusual attachment to the shower head and looked at her, questioningly.
"That is a combination douche and shower enema. Start by selecting this position and use the wand to clean your vagina thoroughly. When you've finished that, move the selector to the other position and give your self at least three enemas, until everything flowing out of you is as clear as the shower water. When you've finished, you may turn off the shower and dry yourself with this towel." With that she left the bathroom.
When I had completed the mandated toilette I dried off and left the bathroom. The woman was waiting for me and walked to a cupboard on the wall, opened the door and removed several items. Returning to me she wrapped a fleece-lined cloth strip around my right wrist and fastened it tightly but not uncomfortably. She continued with the other wrist, both ankles, and my neck. I noticed each binding had a metal ring attached. Next she put a blindfold over my eyes.
Taking my hand she led me out of the room and down the hallway I'd seen earlier, on my way to the room we were leaving. I heard the sound of a door latch opening and was led inside what I assumed was a room. The woman positioned me in front of something that felt soft on my legs, like a large pillow.
Next I felt her attaching something to the rings on my ankle bindings, spreading my feet wide apart. I quickly realized I could barely move either leg. I sensed her moving around and in front of me. She took hold of my upper arms and pulled me towards her, laying me down over what felt like a log-shaped pillow, about 3 or 4 feet in diameter.
She pulled on my right arm and I realized she was attaching the wrist binding to a strap of some sort. She then adjusted the strap, shortening it until my arm was fully extended. Once she'd completed the same exercise on my left arm it was apparent that I could barely move at all. Finally, she put a ball gag in my mouth and fastened it.
I heard the door open and close and lay, spread-eagle over the pillow, wondering what was going to happen. With no ability to move, or see, I had no true sense of time. After what seemed like an eternity but could well have been as little of ten minutes, fingers touched my pussy, starting from the top of my slit and traveling down to the bottom. I flinched, as I'd had no indication anyone else was in the room.
Given the unknowns and, yes, a certain amount of fear, I was shocked to realize that the light touch of the fingertips was making me wet. He, or perhaps she, carefully avoided my clit completely. That would definitely get me going but merely stroking my labia wasn't typically a call for moisture.
After a few minutes I was extremely wet. The fingers left my pussy, much to my disappointment. Suddenly something big and hard slammed deep into my pussy with no warning or advance notice. I moaned as well as I could given the ball gag.
Taking a deep breath, I focused on the object inside me. He began stroking out and in and I realized it was a hard cock. I could feel the ridge around the bottom of the head and when he paused the throbbing of what must be a very prominent vein.
He continued fucking me for several minutes, warming me up nicely but not letting me cum. Each time I would moan and my pussy start to contract he stopped. After bringing me to the brink of climax he pulled out completely and moved around in front of me.
I felt him unclasp and remove the gag. I had only a few seconds to work my now sore jaw muscles before he replaced the gag with the head of his cock. I tasted myself on him, something I'd never done before. I expected him to push deeper into my mouth but he didn't move. I was bound so effectively I couldn't even slide forward to take more of him - he was totally in control of my depth.
Instead, I concentrated on his head, wrapping my lips around the ridge, sucking, and teasing his urethra. I flicked my tongue back and forth across his opening and could tell by his shuddering that I was having a pleasurable effect. After a few minutes he began stroking in and out of my mouth. I gagged once when his head hit my tonsils and he became more gentle, at least for the time being.
He kept stroking slowly, each time pushing further and further into me. He took my head in his hands and held it still, face fucking me. I managed to relax my throat and concentrated on suppressing my gag reflex. All of a sudden he thrust fast and hard, burying his cock in my mouth and throat. I realized that he was completely shaven, or waxed, as my nose hit his skin and his ball sac my throat.
He began to cum, shooting stream after stream into my mouth. He was so deep some went directly down my throat, and I tried desperately to swallow as fast as I could. He continued to cum, holding tight to the back of my head to ensure I was deep throating him, and I started to gag. No longer able to swallow or contain, I coughed and some of the cum in my mouth shot out from around my lips.
He finally pulled back and I could open my mouth wide enough around his cock to be able to breath. He allowed me two or three breaths and then pulled out, leaving just the head in me. "Suck me dry," he instructed and I did, sucking until nothing more came from his cum hole.
He pulled out completely and said "Clean the mess you made," as he moved close enough to my face for me to do so. Straining my tongue to its limit I carefully licked the entire area around he cock and balls until he pulled away, apparently satisfied. He reinserted the ball gag, fastening it tightly.
I sensed him moving away, but to where and for what I did not, yet, know. I had no idea how long I had been there, but knew I'd already been fucked and forced to perform deep throat. I had a large load of cum deposited, mostly in my mouth, and swallowed it down.
As I lay there, catching my breath and trying to lower my heart rate a sharp pain struck my ass cheeks. "Mmmmphhh!" I mumbled into the gag. A moment later I was struck again, and then again. I think I counted ten strikes with what I assumed to be a whip or crop. My ass was on fire, but my pussy was soaking wet. I'd been spanked, mostly playfully, a few times in the past but just bare handed. This was an entirely different level of pain.
A cooling liquid gel dripped on my ass cheeks. Someone stood between my legs and I felt two hands on my ass. Massaging the lube in gently, both thumbs met at the top of my ass crack. As he moved his hands down over my cheeks the thumbs followed, running down my crack until they inevitably reached my rosebud.
The hands moved back up until the thumbs reached the top of my crack. Down they went again. This time when they reached my hole they stopped and rubbed it. An electric shock of excitement coursed through my ass and pussy. Damn, I thought to myself, who knew? Wish I'd felt this years ago!
The left thumb moved away and the right one pressed itself against my hole. I tensed automatically, which he sensed. "Relax. Tensing up is the worst thing for you to do right now," he stated. At that, he plunged his thumb into my ass.
I tried to consciously relax my sphincter as he pumped his thumb in and out of my ass. I was surprised, again, that the feeling was actually pleasant. I was about to get another surprise as he pulled his thumb out completely then, pairing it up with the other one, thrust both thumbs back into me.
After giving me a moment to adjust to the new size and sensations, he made sure both thumbs where completely inserted. Then he bent the first knuckles and pulled them away from one another, effectively stretching my asshole. He pulled apart, then relaxed and then pulled again. He did this twelve or fifteen times, giving me a mental image of a hugely gaping anus!
He finally relented and eased his thumbs out of me. Thinking the anal portion of the program had ended, I relaxed. With my guard down he had no trouble quickly inserting something big, cold and hard into my ass. I first thought it must be a dildo until he turned it on and it began to hum and vibrate inside me.
As he slid the vibrator in and out of my ass, someone removed the ball gag. Once again I found a cock pressing against my lips and knew I was expected to open for it. Once again I was only permitted to reach the head, and so repeated my earlier focus on it. At the same time I felt the pressure of an impending orgasm welling up in my pussy and ass.
The person behind me somehow sensed this, again, and stopped before allowing me release. Were my mouth available I would have pleaded desperately for them to let me finish. As it was, I could do nothing but moan my disappointment.
