Donald felt the coolness on his body, and realized he was naked. He felt the cold metal handcuffs shackling his wrists together behind his back. He saw his ankles bound together with white rope. His arms felt stiff. He rolled over and saw he was on the floor of a small living room and dining room. He blinked and wondered how long he'd been unconscious.
"Ahh, you're finally awake."
Donald looked up and saw Jill standing in the doorway. She was wearing light pink sweats. Nothing like the red dress she was wearing when he first saw her in the Flamingo nightclub. When he came in, he noticed her right away. She was sitting at the bar. She looked stunning with her shoulder-length wavy red hair. He made his way to a table in the corner and watched every guy in the place try their line on her. She shot them all down. She finished her drink, got up, and sauntered over to Donald's table.
She looked right into his eyes. "Mind if I sit with you?"
He turned and gestured to the empty chair. "No. Please sit down."
She sat across from him. "Hello, I'm Jill.'
"Hi, I'm Donald."
Jill smiled. "Why didn't you try to pick me up Donald? Everyone else did."
Donald's face reddened. "I didn't think I had a shot with someone like you."
The barmaid came over. Jill turned to her and ordered, "Another wine cooler for me, and a shot of scotch whiskey, neat, for Donald."
Jill turned to Donald and grinned. "Now you'll have a shot with me."
Donald didn't know what to say. He just stared at Jill until the barmaid brought the drinks. He gave her a ten. "Keep the change." The barmaid smiled and left.
Jill took a sip of her drink, and asked, "What do you do, Donald?"
Donald answered, "I'm an accountant with the Department of Labor. How about you?"
"I'm a stewardess with Eastern airlines. I have a layover tonight. Tomorrow morning I'm flying back to LA."
Donald finished his drink. He excused himself and went to the bathroom while Jill ordered another round. They sat and had a few drinks and talked about everything and nothing.
Jill surprised Donald by asking, "Would you like to come back to my place?"
Donald regained his composure and grinned. "Sure." They left the Flamingo, and got in Jill's car. That was the last thing he remembered until he woke up on her floor.
Jill came into the room and sat down on the sofa. Donald rolled over to see her. She lit a cigarette and took a puff. She looked down at him and informed him, "We'll be starting in a few minutes."
Donald glared at Jill. "What do you mean, starting? Why did you tie me up? What are you going to do to me? Untie me now!"
Jill laughed. "You're in no position to make any demands, Donny. You're going to do exactly what we want you to do. Yelling won't help you; you wouldn't want the neighbors to see you all tied up and naked, now would you? Go ahead and struggle if you want; I enjoy watching that."
Donald lay still and seethed while Jill finished her cigarette. He heard a noise behind him and rolled over. Three other women came into the room and sat down on the sofa. He rolled back to see them.
"Donny, these are my friends, Violet, Maria, and Ming. Say hello, Donny."
"Hello Violet, Maria, and Ming." Donald looked them over. Violet is tall with a beautiful face and has shoulder-length straight blonde hair. Maria is thin and has straight black hair. Ming is petite with short straight brunette hair. They were wearing sweats.
Jill looked at me. "Donny, we're going to get you up and tie you to that column over there. You relax and be a good boy and you won't get hurt."
Violet got up and untied Donald's ankles. Violet and Jill helped him up. They walked over to the column. The entrance to the kitchen had a small round decorative column on each side. Ming unlocked one wrist from the handcuffs. She and Maria were pulling his arms around the column when he grabbed Ming's hair. She screamed and then he screamed when Violet grabbed his balls and squeezed. Violet kept squeezing until he let go of Ming's hair and Maria locked the handcuffs on his wrists. Violet let go, knelt down, and tied his ankles together and to the column.
Jill picked up a ball gag. "Open up."
Donald kept his moth shut. Jill looked down. "Violet, squeeze Donny's balls again. Apparently he's a slow learner."
Violet reached up and squeezed Donald's balls. He quickly opened his mouth and Jill put the ball gag in. She buckled it around the back of his head, then tied it to the column with leather laces so he couldn't move his head.
Violet stood up and slapped Donald hard across his face with the back of her hand. "That's for fighting against us."
Ming came over and slapped Donald's face twice. "That's for pulling my hair, you asshole."
Jill laughed and slapped Donald's face. "I told you to be a good boy Donny."
Donald's face stung with each slap. He screamed into the gag, but all that came out was a loud moan.
Maria came over and slapped Donald's cock. "This one is bigger than the usual weenies you bring home. Ming, why don't we measure him?"
"Ok." Ming gets a tape measure from the desk while Maria lightly fondles Donald's cock. Violet lights a cigarette and watches while Ming measures him. "Eight and three quarter inches long. Almost three and a half inches around."
Maria whistles. "That's the biggest one in three months." She looks at Donald. "You have a nice sized cock."
Violet steps right up against Donald and puts her arms around his shoulders. "Would you like to fuck me with that cock of yours, Donny? I can feel it pressing against me." She rubs her body against his for a while, teasing him. "Would you like to fuck me?"
Donald moans. He's aroused by Violet's caresses. She takes a puff of her cigarette and blows the smoke in his face. "Too bad you're a little short, Donny. I don't let anything less than ten inches fuck this blonde pussy." The women laugh at Donald and sit down at the dining room table.
Jill picks up a deck of cards and they play Bridge. Jill and Ming play against Violet and Maria. Except for the bidding, they don't say anything during the match. Violet and Maria win the first match by seven tricks. They get up and stand in front of Donald while Jill and Ming go into the kitchen.
Violet turns to Maria. "Since you picked up the winning trick, you can go first."
Maria grins and strokes Donald's cock a few times to get it hard. She picks up a hairbrush and smacks his cock seven times with the back of the brush. She turns the brush over and rubs the hard plastic bristles against his cock and balls until she hears his moans. Maria hands the brush to Violet. She smacks his cock seven times and rubs his cock and balls with the bristles. Donald moans until she stops. She puts the brush down, and they return to the game. Jill and Ming have brought out chips and wine coolers.
The women play several matches. They relax a bit more, talk, sip on their wine coolers, and snack while they play. They ignore Donald during the game. Donald watches them play, but dreads what happens after each match. The winners torment his cock, while the losers watch and laugh. One smack for each trick won, then rubbing the bristles against his cock and balls. His cock is raw and tender when the women finish playing.
Jill stands in front of Donald, smoking her cigarette. "We're going to go upstairs now, and you're coming with us. Be a good boy and don't fight us."
Violet kneels down and unties Donald's ankles. Maria unties the leather laces from the column. Ming unlocks one of his wrists, and locks the handcuffs back on after he's stepped away from the column. Violet, Maria, and Ming go upstairs.