Happy Landings
As the Chauffeur dragged me by the hair across the lawn, I tried to look around to see the type of neighborhood BIG ED'S mansion would be located in. I say 'mansion' but from the street all you could see was a medium sized two story stucco home with a bay window, front door, side garage, and multiple bedroom windows. It was a facade. None of that was even functional. This neighborhood did not have even one mansion that I could see. All the houses were similar, however, their lot sizes seemed much smaller.
We followed the driveway to the left past the fake garage to a side door. Once inside this door, there was a giant empty room with a concrete floor, a twenty foot ceiling, and double doors opposite the entrance we came in. There were small cushioned tables, about two feet square and two feet high scattered about the room. From the ceiling there were various white chains dangling down to about eight feet above the floor, with loops on the end. They were just high enough to reach and fasten things onto without having to use a ladder. There were also multiple rings recessed into the floor that were scattered throughout the room. There were a multitude of cameras, some remote controlled, others fixed, but seemingly able to capture any and all movements, should there be any. It was bare, and yet full of possibilities at the same time. It was all dependent on the eye of the one looking.
We stopped at the double doors and pressed the lit button to the left. A buzzer sounded and the doors opened inward. We stepped inside, the chauffeur and I, and were stopped by a very large masked man wearing a black leather harness, black leather pants, black boots, and carrying a small leather flogger.
"Drink this and put this on," he demanded.
I drank the contents of the goblet and put on the hooded mask. The drink was sweet with a dry flat aftertaste. I could no longer see anything with the mask on. On the inside of the mask, there were inserts that pressed against my eyes, but the sides where my ears were and the bottom below my nose were open. I held the goblet waiting for one of them to take it from me.
Next, there was a beeping sound overhead. I was pushed from the back as the goblet was removed from my hand. As I moved forward, the beeping moved forward. As I stopped, the sound stopped, and once again I was pushed from behind, this time harder. I took three steps, following the beeping which continued until I stopped.
Another shove from behind, which caused me to lose my balance and fall down tits first on the floor.
"Stupid whore. Just follow the drone," said the man in black.
I tried to regain my balance, but there was nothing to hold on to. The man picked me up by the arm and let go once I was steady. The drone continued moving and beeping. I followed. It was eerie how the drone would stop and turn right or left, waiting for me to follow as I walked for, what felt like, twenty minutes. We even went up some stairs and down a walkway or two. I was clearly lost and at the behest of the drone.
Eventually the drone stopped beeping and I could hear it move far above me and then it flew away. I stopped and reached forward, taking one step at a time, until I touched what felt like the flesh of a person.
"You are welcome to fondle and search me in order to find my special button. I cannot open the door until you find my special button. Also, I cannot give you any hint as to where my special button is. Your pleasure is my only aim," the female voice stated.
I froze. I knew that voice! I wanted to remove the mask so that I could verify this was my long time friend, and the only female I have ever crushed on, Suzy. She had been my best and longest friend, but I was confused? Why was she here? She was the last person I would ever expect to find here. As far as I knew she was in a committed relationship with her boyfriend from overseas and they even had a baby together! Something did not add up? I was just about to take off my mask.
"Do not remove your mask, please," she said, seemingly able to read my mind. "Your pleasure is my only aim."
I decided not to remove the mask. I proceeded to fondle her and find her special button. I began feeling my way down her face, taking care to delicately touch the eyes, nose, ears, mouth, and chin I already knew so well. I was getting wetter by the minute, but I had to pretend I had no idea it was Suzy. With the exception of her tongue barely touching my finger as I traced her lips, there was no obvious sign of a button. At that point I was so worked up I almost forgot there was a button.
I reasoned that her button was either her belly button or her clit. I continued on, touching her neck, shoulders, chest, breasts, nipples, belly, and belly button. The wetness was dribbling down my inner thighs at this point. I had never had the opportunity to touch her, ever. Now I was using this moment to experience at least one of my fantasies. I moved on to her pelvic area. I was not going to waste this opportunity to taste my dream.
I wet my lips and slid my tongue down her midriff to her shaven pussy, and her clit. I got on my knees and slid my hungry tongue between her lips and up to her clit. I spent an unusual amount of time circling and sucking her hooded pleasure point until she started moaning and writhing. I wanted to give her all of the years of pent up secret fantasies I had created in my mind, but never acted on.
The sound of the drone above me brought me back to reality. I moved down and caressed her thighs, inside and out, her knees, her ankles, each of her toes, between her toes, her calves, and finally her ass. Still nothing. I traced her pussy, reaching from the back, and up her ass crack, for one last touch of this forbidden fruit. Just as my finger glided over her anus, an ever so slight gasp came from her mouth. If I hadn't been wearing the hood and had my ears attuned to the quietness of my surroundings I might have missed it. I quickly found her opening again and pressed my finger against her rear hole. Another gasp. I pressed the issue and slid my middle finger in. Another gasp, this one slightly louder but still no button. I easily slid three fingers in. Another gasp followed by a whimper. Finally, to my amazement I felt her muscles flex and I easily slid my entire hand into her ass, with no lubricant. She let out a resounding, "YES!" as she squirted, her fluid spewed onto the floor. I beamed with satisfaction underneath the hood.
I heard the door open as I removed my hand from inside her ass. She immediately turned and grabbed me and gave me a deep passionate kiss before whispering, "Thank you for that."
Then she grabbed my hand and licked it clean before ushering me toward the opened door. I reluctantly walked straight ahead as she slapped my ass, urging me forward, stepping into another room. I was so relieved that she had no idea who I was and my secret was safe.
From the sound of the slightest echo of my feet hitting the concrete floor, the room was probably quite large. Someone grabbed my neck and removed the hooded mask. As I opened my eyes and rubbed them I was shocked to see nothing. The room was completely dark. Solid black. I could not even see my own hand in front of my face.
I jumped as a massive round of applause broke out, completely surrounding me. It was still completely dark, but they somehow knew I was there. At least I assumed they were applauding me. I felt all around me to make sure I wasn't missing something.
