Lissa Carne spent the next two days in barely remembered question and answer sessions, an I.V. stinging her hand. Or watching endless images flashing past on a screen with monitors taped all over her body, recording her reactions. Some of the visions made her pussy tingle and swell, making her wish her hands were not strapped down on the chair arms.
Why couldn't she feel this way when Colin touched her? Why did she stay dry and fearful, cringing at his gentle touch? Why didn't he just throw her down and fuck her. No, she sighed with a chagrined smile, that wasn't Colin and she loved him for that very reason.
Still, she was willing to try anything at this point, sometimes feeling as if she would explode if she didn't do...something.
"Are you ready, my dear?" Suyen Morgan knocked on the door on the second evening. She entered and studied Lissa. Suyen was wearing a shirt and jeans and looked great.
When the white nightgown and negligée had arrived, she thought that all the women might wear them. It was the only clothing she had except the hospital gown; her bags had not been brought to her.
"It's over." The tiny woman turned Lissa to the mirror and together they looked at the vision she made. Long golden hair cascaded over her shoulders, the waves almost concealing the soft rose of her nipples, as they stood erect under the sheer fabric. Her breasts were high and naturally firm, her hips full and rounded below a deeply indented waistline. Her legs were long and muscular with graceful narrow feet beeping from beneath the long gown. "You are exquisite Lissa." Suyen stood on tiptoe and kissed her on the mouth. When Lissa stiffened she grinned, "I know it's not 'your thing' dear. But it is a fantasy for many men, so learn to enjoy... just a little."
Hand in hand they walked through the halls, all sound muffled by the thick stucco walls. Rounding a corner she saw Colin waiting with Thomas. Colin was wearing a black silk robe so thin that it was obvious he was naked beneath, while Thomas wore simple casual wear. Suyen motioned for her to go to her husband and the older couple preceded them through a door made of a slab of thick dark wood.
"I think we're in for some sort of initiation." Colin was trying not to sound nervous and she looked at him lovingly. His sandy light brown hair was mussed a bit and his smoky gray eyes shone with anticipation, she thought. Her husband had the tall lean build of a quarterback, with broad shoulders and slim hips. He had a crooked smile and a little bump on the bridge of his nose, and she thought he was the most beautiful man on earth.
"This has to work!" She was talking to her self but he nodded and they walked into what appeared to be a dinning hall.
"Our guests of honor!" Thomas proclaimed as he led them to a table at the head of the room. "Welcome our groom, Colin and our lovely virgin bride Lissa." Lissa felt her face burn as a half dozen people looked up; all eyes focused on her. Even as the hot stares pinned her, she felt a stirring of pleasure tinged with humiliation clench at her insides. Most of the people had finished eating and sat sipping wine and watching the young couple. "Let us show them the many faces of pleasure." He clapped his hands signaling one couple to come forward.
The young man and woman were wearing thin suede vests and chaps that clung like a second skin. They wore nothing else. He was slim with a long turgid penis and a black crewcut, while she was boyishly slender, with red hair, short and curly above and below.
Thomas sat next to Lissa as two of the tall cowboys came in, also dressed in the revealing outfits, and approached the couple. They were enormously endowed, one a superbly handsome black man and the other Nordic fair. He had a remote control and clicked it toward the ceiling. Two rings similar to those in gyms lowered and stopped, as the other man skillfully cuffed the man and woman's hands. The cuffs were padded and connected by a chain with a snap in the middle. The two men pulled their arms above their heads and fastened the chains to the rings. The young man was hard, seemingly aroused by the act.
"Sarah and Josh are fond of discomfort, and find joy in bondage." Suyen leaned forward and spoke to Lissa. When Lissa looked past Colin to see her she caught sight of the swell beneath the silk robe that her husband wore. He was already excited and she could feel the dampness between her legs signal her own interest in the proceedings. The rings were drawn up and the man and woman's bodies were pulled taut, until their feet were barely touching the floor. The two men carefully lifted the girl's legs, parting her thighs and steering her onto her companion's erection. With a sigh she wrapped her legs around his waist. Lissa smiled to herself, if this was their idea of discomfort The Ranch was tamer than she imagined.
The girl tossed her head and let the young man kiss the hollow between her breasts, seeming to enjoy the fact that they had an audience.
"Would you rub some of this cream on these." Thomas pushed a jar toward Lissa, then handed her an ornate wooden box.
She opened the box and gasped. Nested on a tangle of straps were two huge, realistic phallus', identically molded, complete in every detail. With shaking fingers she rubbed the oily cream on the dildos, some ingredient in the unguent making her skin tingle.
One cowboy pulled the couple apart while the other came and retrieved the box. The blond man held the girl while his partner seemed ready to push the big tool into her pussy. Lissa drew in a sharp hissing breath when she saw him pushing it slowly into another smaller opening. The bound girl made a similar sound, whimpering but making no attempt to move away from the massive hardness. The straps were used to hold it in place. They went around her hips, and between her legs, looped through a ring on the flange at the base of the phallus and buckled tight.
Then it was Joshes' turn to stand passively as strong hands pulled his ass cheeks apart and stuffed him with the other dildo. Lissa heard a breath almost like a sob and turned, shocked that it came from her husband.
The bound couple found each other without help this time and through an amazing effort Sarah wound her legs around her lovers hips and with some difficulty impaled herself onto his penis. They finished rapidly after that and screamed with joy before parting, standing like broken puppets. When the cowboys released them they could barely stand. Holding each other, they walked to the main table and kissed Colin and Lissa on the lips, each of them, the harnesses still tight around their slim hips. Then they returned to their table, their gait awkward and unsteady.
A stunned Colin looked at his innocent bride in wonder. She was almost panting, breathing through parted lips, a bright flush staining her cheeks. He caught himself watching Josh, walking away with the monster fake dick still buried up his ass. What would that feel like, he wondered as the unfamiliar sensation of the man's kiss still burned his lips. Shuddering he looked away, conscious of his own throbbing erection hidden beneath the table.
"I think dear Colin is in distress, perhaps we can offer him some relief." Suyen glanced down and fingered the tented black silk in his lap. When Lissa caught her eye, she shook her head. "Not yet Lissa, you aren't quite ready." She signaled to the cowboys and they came and lifted Colin out of his chair. Tearing off the robe, they sat him on the edge of the table and bore him down, flat on his back. A plump brunette climbed over him and began licking the head of his prick, as she pressed her pussy against his face. He was aware of Lissa leaning in close, watching as the lusty woman swallowed his massive hard on, then walking up to study him, as he tongued the excited woman's cunt. It wasn't something he usually enjoyed but now he was ready for anything.
"Let me try, please." His wife's voice was almost a sob, and he froze. He couldn't even get her to touch him, and now she wanted to... The woman rolled away from him and was lifted down by the blond cowboy. The other man caught Lissa and yanked the negligée‚e off her shoulders, pulling the nightgown over her head and leaving her naked. With her arms aloft her round breasts jutted proudly, perfectly white and firm. Colin heard a murmur of approval from the occupants of the dining hall as she was lifted and set down, her face above his enormous prick.
After hesitating a moment, her lips closed over the knobby tip and she swirled her tongue around his hardness, drawing him deeper into her mouth. He grasped her hips and found the tiny pearl of her clitoris with his tongue, flicking it and catching it lightly between his teeth. His fingers stole around the smooth cheeks of her bottom and found tiny opening between them. Moistening his fingers with her natural essence he returned to try the tight bud of her anus, slipping his fingertip into her. He heard her shriek and felt her stiffen, the muscles of her pussy and ass clenching his finger and tongue rhythmically as he made her come for the first time.
Lissa wanted to howl as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through her. The brunette she had displaced was bent over the table beside her, her pussy being plowed from behind by a cowboy. The woman showered kisses on her neck and back, all the while whispering instructions in her ear.
Obediently, Lissa slipped her hand beneath Colin and stroked between his ass cheeks, finding his anus and working two of her fingers into him. He bucked and shot into her mouth, making her pull away in surprise.
"Swallow it!" The brunette woman grunted as the cowboy pummeled her. "You'll learn to like it."
Lissa caught a drop of cum with her tongue and smiled. "I think I'll learn to like everything." She turned her attention to the woman, and the prodigious rod of the blond cowboy as it stretched her narrow slit.
"I'm Betsy...watch and...and learn." The woman struggled to speak as Lissa and Colin slipped off the table. "Hey...Charlie. Let's show them...everything." She signaled to the black cowboy, and leaned further over the table laying across it to suck on the accommodating Charlie's prick.
"Watch Gunner," Charlie nodded at his blond partner. Lissa fixed her eyes again on the huge dick pistoning in and out of Betsy's pussy, the silky haired lips seeming to cling to him as he pulled completely out of her.
