Plugged And Thugged Ch 01

It was a sunny Saturday and the boyfriend had got his parents cabin in the woods to be empty for the whole weekend and next week. He gave me the keys and told me he would be coming around an hour after I arrived.

I am a white blonde, blue eyed med student on her spring break who is intensely in need of a 'massage,' if you know what I mean. I have size Cs, and am quite fit because I run a lot.

I arrived at the dinky cabin. It was not that large, having a living room, bathroom and two bedrooms. The entrance led to the living room, a separate corridor leading to the other rooms. The living room had a bear rug, fireplace and two armchairs, a perfect place for my plan to be set.

I unloaded my backpack onto the rug, revealing an assortment of bondage gear and a stripper outfit. I was going to surprise my boyfriend when he arrived.

There was a window on the far side of the living room. I couldn't see through it so assumed no one could see the other way.

I put my bag in the bathroom along with my current clothes, tearing off my undergarments. I shaved my cold and naked body with a razor so no body hair was left.

I then headed to the living room and pulled on my outfit. There was a tiny button up blouse which I tightly fit over my large breasts, tying the bottom in a knot. Next was the sheer black panties, which I hooked to the black garters and stockings on my legs. I pulled up the short, grey pleated skirt up to my waist and then padlocked on five inch black pumps, ensuring I couldn't run. I slipped on a thin grey cardigan, barely coming over my huge breasts.

I had made all lockable items available to a master key, which I was currently holding. I sat in the armchair, crossing my legs and hiking my skirt up slightly to reveal my panties.

Ten seconds followed and footsteps could be heard outside. My pussy moistened.

I twisted my long flowing blonde hair with my fingers, biting my pink lip gloss coated lips.

He walked around the corner. I gasped.

"Hands in the air." A thug was aiming his weapon at me, dressed in all black. In between his balaclava I could see white skin and brown eyes, different to my boyfriend's blue eyes.

"Don't hurt m-" I began.

"Save it." His eyes darted to the floor, a smile forming under his mask.

"I think I'll rob later." He holstered his gun before storming towards me.

What he didn't now was that I was horny as Hell. My boyfriend never satisfied me well enough so I brought the bondage gear. I never expected for it to be used on me with a person that wasn't my boyfriend.

"Call me B." He pulled me over to the gear and lied me down on the floor on my stomach. My skirt flew up revealing my crisp wet panties.

B chuckled. He stuffed the master key in his pocket. I squealed in frustration.

I felt my wrists being pulled behind me, cuffed together with the pink handcuffs. Soft white cotton rope was wound around them again and then around the elbows. He turned me over and cupped my breasts in his hand. I arched my back, moaning.

"I know you like it." He smirked, letting them free from the blouse prison.

My perky tits were then tied up in some sort of rope harness which was knotted to my elbow bonds. I could not move my arms now.

He flipped me over again and tied my legs at the thigh, above and below the knees and the ankles, before cuffing them.

"You ready?"

I spotted the pink ball gag with black straps in his hand. In the other was my white panties I wore here. I smiled, nodding. He stuffed them in, before buckling the large ball in my mouth, stretching my jaw to its limit. I could not make any noise.

"mmmmff." I barely made out.

I could see him stroking himself in his peripheral vision.

"Get ready again." He wagged a pink butt plug in his hand. I jolted around, vigorously shaking my head. My boyfriend wasn't very good so I was tight, very tight.

He pulled down my panties, the wind biting at my bare skin. I moaned and grunted in frustrated humiliation as he lubed up my asshole and inserted it in - deep.

He pulled it back up before tying a crotchrope from my waist, into my pussy and ass, then back to my waist, pushing my plug in further.

I groaned, wrestling at my bonds. He then walked around with his fly unzipped, taking all the valuables in the house. His erect cock was massive, a glob of precum that sat on the end. It bounced as he moved around.

I rolled around trying to escape, my breasts jiggling.

"MMMMFF! MMMMMMFFFF!" I yelled.

"Don't worry! I'm almost done. I'll be there to service your needs in a second.

What did he mean by 'service?' I was yet to find out.

Around 30 minutes had passed and I was exhausted. My panties were soaked from sweat and juices stimulated by my dripping pussy. The plug was still vibrating, working its magic.

"mmmm." I moaned.

"I'm back!" B announced.

I didn't even realise he had left.

He had the chandelier in his hand from the low ceiling, along with an extra long rope.

"For later." He set them aside before walking up to me. He picked me up and dragged me to the bedroom before tossing me on the bed.

"Mmmmf!" I moaned weakly.

He untied the crotchrope and dragged my panties down to my ankles before flipping me over. The plug was too deep to fall out itself.

He lubed up his long cock and began drilling into me. I moaned like a bitch, on the edge already as he kept thrusting in me. He grabbed and twisted at my nipples.

"MMM!!!" I groaned, trailing off while he impaled me. He kept on going, grunting himself. I knew I was done, because juices squirted out of my vagina all over him. He pulled out, smirking. A large glob of precum sat on the end, bigger then before. He picked it up with his finger before rubbing it on my lips, adding an extra shine to my gloss. I was too horny to care.

Again, I was flipped over. He began thrusting into my asshole, barely missing the plug. I whimpered and cried, moaning again over and over.

"Mmmmm! Mmm! Mmmm! MmmMmm! MMMM!" It wasn't long before I jizzed again, all over the bed this time. My sudden burst tightened around his penis causing him to ejaculate deep inside of me. He rammed into me a few more times before finally pulling out, slipping my panties back up and tying the crotchrope.

I could feel his cum seeping out of my asshole and into my panties.

"Gotta run an errand. I'l be back."

I cried out in pain as he clamped silver nipple clamps on my large areolas. He then blindfolded me with a tie I neglected to wear prior. He grabbed a piece of rope and tied my elbows and wrists to my ankle bonds, looping it around my blindfold too. B then pulled hard, forcing me to arch my back and moan loudly in pain. He then added another coat of his cum to my lips. I was now hogtied, crotchroped and humiliated. But still horny.

Hours had passed. I had cum countless times into the mattress. I finally heard his footsteps come into the room.

"I'm back baby. I have a gift for you." He freed me from my hogtie, taking off my blindfold. I had to bunnyhop, my tied and clamped tits jiggling with me. I gasped when I made it to my living room.

It was my boyfriend. What was left of his manhood at least. He was dressed in an almost identical outfit to me. A red ball gag was fitted in his mouth along with red racy panties. He was heavily dolled up and had a realistic blonde wig. Breast forms had been placed on him and tied just like mine.

The only way I could tell it was him and not some stripper was his penis crammed into a tiny pink chastity cage, taped in between his hairless legs. He moaned like a girl, a vibrating buttplug stretching out the back of his panties.

He was bound just like me, a crotchrope crushing his balls running through his crack. He was tied in a strappado position to the ceiling where the chandelier had been, making him arch his back and stick his ass out.

I stayed quiet. B walked over and freed his penis. He took of the cage and began jerking him off very fast, holding a pot next to his mushroom top. Ten seconds later, he came. Squirt after squirt of the liquid into the jar, filling it to the brim.

He moaned after being caged and crotchroped again.

"I think he likes it." B came over and groped me, one hand on my tits and the other on my cum-covered ass.

"I think you like it too." He pushed me to the floor and hogtied me again. B walked over to the door.

"I'll be back to begin you two's training. For now, don't moan too loud." He opened his phone and pressed a button.

My plug doubled in speed and I audibly moaned. The same thing happened to my boyfriend. We began compulsively humping our crotchropes, desperate to cum.