Chapter One - The question??
I never did figure out how I came to be used in the manner I had been this afternoon and evening; or exactly how it was that I found myself nude, and tied up, spread eagled on the huge bed that was slowly rotating on the stage, so that everyone at the club could see me spread wide open, and held that way by short little, but very strong, tie off ropes- these were tied to my feet and hands, tight little binding ropes that ran across the mattress which tied under the bed on the rotating stage; slowly spinning me round and round. I could hear people in the crowd of folks in attendance for this show, and unfortunately, I seemed to be the star attraction.
As the stage slowly spun and continued the movement of rotating round and round, I could hear people shouting from their seats that were placed all around the stage; their raised voices drifting down towards me, spread eagled and tightly bound so I had no choice in allowing everyone there to be able to see my poor abused pussy, which at the moment was slightly stretched open for all to see; there even was a spot lighted pool of warm feeling light, that was focused on my drooling wet pussy; which was showing no signs of easing up from a tremendous amount of pussy juices oozing out of my twat, and now pooling between my stretched out thighs.
The tall man with the black hood over his head and face approached the huge bed once more; he was both tall, and muscle bound, with a great body, you could tell that he worked hard on it at the gym, in order to keep everything tight, toned and looking good. Approaching the bed where I was tied to, and feeling somewhat apprehensive as he came closer to my stretched out form, again this evening, I felt a shudder run through my body, mostly nothing more than a reaction to what he had been doing to me since I had found myself incapacitated, and vulgarly exposed to the excited crowd.
The spotlight that was fixed to shine directly on my spread open pussy didn't move at all, and was just bright enough of a spot light to actually highlight my leaking, drooling snatch for everyone to see exactly what was happening to my pussy, every time the tall, hooded man approached me tied in the bed again. My pussy shamefully and involuntary twitched and winked at the crowd, who all were laughing, pointing and shouting out suggestions to the tall man, who was slowly shuffling over to me immobilized on the bed, and awaiting what was coming in the next round, once the hooded man finally made it all the way over to me.
So far this afternoon and now, on into early evening I supposed, the tall muscular man with the black hood was once again approaching me from the side stage on what was to be his 6th trip back over to where I was bound into helplessness- by the ties and shortened ropes around my hands and feet, still remaining stretched rudely wide open, almost to a limit where it seemed to begin to be at my limit of how wide open I could spread my legs apart. I was at the outside edge of that limit, my pussy was definitely pulled and spread open between my legs, mostly from the extreme stretching point my legs and feet had been forced to stretch out to.
As hooded guy finally shuffled up to his place beside the back edge of the huge spinning and pinning bed, I took notice of the fact that he seemed to be carrying something back over with him, a small but bulky black bagged item, which I guess was the next item that would be used to excessively stimulate my clit and drooling wet pussy hole; and in fact, be attached to a mechanical arm directly over my exposed crotch, so a wand vibrator could be positioned and held in place against my clit, and tightened in place firmly so that I could not remove it, or wiggle out from underneath the wickedly buzzing toy in any way. As I came find out during the course of my trial in bondage as the evening progressed along, the theme and idea here seemed to be both that I was a helpless victim of my situation, as well as the entertainment of the good sized crowd here watching me as I lay immobile and spread eagled wide open for all to see.
The tall hooded man revealed himself to be quite able to make great use of the many little "tweaks" he had been bringing with him up on the rotating stage, along with the toys, vibrators, buzzers and other mechanical stimulators that were available to him to slowly and exorbitantly draw out another crushing explosion of orgasms, which he built up in my pussy as he skillfully worked orgasm after orgasm out of my drooling, soaked snatch by "edging" my body; both to a frenzied level over the first hour of being secured to the slowly spinning stage, and on into the early evening hours I spent tied wide open for all to see. The crowd was getting really worked up, just like my poor abused vagina was, right at the moment!
By "edging" I mean to say that my hooded master used vibes and electric stimulator shock pads which attached to wires that ran from a small black box that sat under the bed mattress; little wires that snaked out from below to run along my naked and sweating body, ending in tiny probes that attached to my nipples on both breasts, another of the thin, fine wires ran over to a good sized stim pad attached directly over my pubic bone, which ran directly over my exposed female sex, two additional thin wires snaked up and onto one side of my clit, and one thin and smaller probe, which was gently clipped to my labia lips immediately next to the opening of my vagina proper.
Each tiny probe was placed perfectly so that i could be stimulated by vibrators and similar wickedly vibrating toys, but yet not where the probes could be vibrated away from where they were placed, so when the probes were activated later as evening fell to my tormenting and edging by being stimulated right to the point of cumming, when suddenly everything just stopped, and so, for the first hour and a half after that, I suppose I was teased up to orgasm, but as soon as I was right at the point of exploding in orgasmic bliss, everything stopped, and once more I would slowly return back down to levels where all I could do was to lie there, more than a little tensed up from the edging that I was forced to endure, and in skilled hands that knew exactly when to pull back. And when to add on to the stimulation just at the right moment, which would draw out a huge groan from me after a number of times of being taken to the edge of a very strongly building orgasm, that I felt would never be allowed to me to finally reach the point of explosion!! It what was like it seemed to me; to be stretching into an eternity of endless edging; yet in reality- was only done to me for a little more than an hour.
The crowd, who continued to shout suggestions and comments to my hooded tormentor, seemed to know beforehand when i would finally be taken very quickly from being edged up to orgasm once again, but the final point brought to bear down on the over stimulated sensitive areas that had been mercilessly teased into a submissive stance of being led up to progressive higher levels of stimulations at a faster building rate than before.... when the edging of my cum explosions began at the start of the shenanigans!
The crowd, most likely from long experience and exposure to this sort of endurance and practiced skill in edging my poor pussy and throbbing clit into a hugely built up, thigh shaking, knee knocking screaming orgasmic release, and in a first for me, a little squirting stream of cum from my twitching, squeezing and now pleasantly pulsing pussy hole; spitting a thin stream of pussy juice in an arc over the mattress and on to the floor. I surprised myself with a very loud moaning groan that seemed to come up directly from my spasming twitching hole, and now, for the very first time, my squirting hole!!
Some of the crowd of people watching my ordeal jumped up to their feet, and as i
I was finally allowed to cross the threshold line, crossing over to explosive release! Such a massive cum!!
Once the throbbing had started to subside, I was left thrashing, moaning and groaning, ending up in a small pool of pussy cumming juices, that now flowed much more steadily from my over stimulated pussy; running down my thighs, only to pool up directly under my naked and spread wide open ass cheeks...
