The Medieval Fair - the Museum 01

I've been in the shadows for a while waiting for Mike's arrival, he has told me several times about his work routine every morning and I know that this is the first room he inspects every day.

I look at Estela, she is starting to realize where she is, she no longer finds it as much fun as last night to be locked in the cage, although of course last night she was so drunk that I had no trouble convincing her to enter the cage.

We have visited the museum so many times, that we all know well the fantasies that each of the girls in the group has, but it wasn't until today when during the visit with the high school, Alice let herself be held in a pillory and reached orgasm thanks to Professor Robertson's fingers that we dared to fulfill those fantasies.

Since its opening twenty years ago, the Museum of Medieval History has been one of the main attractions of the city, the boys visited to enjoy some of the slave girls placed in the various devices of torture and restraint that were exhibited, and the girls went with them, imagining that they were the ones who were fucked, excited to do so, to get home to masturbate to orgasm with their fantasies of slavery and submission.

Unfortunately, since the opening of the Medieval Fair two years ago, the museum has ceased to interest everyone, the boys prefer to visit the Fair and enjoy all the shows it offers, fuck beautiful slave girls and even buy one for a not too high price. They don't mind having to travel to another state to visit the Fair throughout the year.

The girls continue to accompany their friends, even knowing that at the Fair they may end up enslaved and fucked in many different ways, many of these girls end up enslaved and fucked by the very friends they accompany, though perhaps that is the reason they choose to accompany them.

After going out partying, the group of us girlfriends not only decided to violate the existing curfew for girls, risking being stopped by a pickup patrol and turned into slave girls, but we did it to sneak into the museum through one of the emergency doors that everyone knew didn't lock.

I hear footsteps and hold my breath, hoping it's Mike arriving.

"Mike!!!" shouts Estela in fright as soon as the lights in the room come on, hoping it's our friend who is in the museum, since it's not open at this hour and there shouldn't be anyone else inside.

"Mike! Is that you?" she shouts again, "I'm Estela, I'm locked in one of the cages."

Mike turns to his left and the gesture on his face changes as he discovers someone inside one of the cages adorning the room, specifically in a full body cage that forces its occupant to remain on her feet the entire time, leaving her at most to kneel for a few seconds, though that is painful due to metal spikes in the floor of the cage.

Moving closer to her Mike smiles to find Estela inside, clad only in a red lingerie set, her wrists held together by leather cuffs and her neck wrapped in a collar of the same material.

"You can't even imagine how many times I've dreamed of having you like this;" he tells her stopping in front of the cage. "I knew you'd be a hot slave girl, but I never thought you'd be this hot."

"Stop talking nonsense and get me out of here;" she yells at him.

"First tell me how you ended up here and then I'll see if I'll let you out;" he replies.

"Last night we girls went out partying and got a little drunk;" Estela replies. "We were all so excited about what happened during the morning museum visit that we decided to sneak in. We were playing with some of the gadgets and the girls have thought it would be fun to leave me here."

"And why do you want me to let you out?" asks Mike. "You've always had a fantasy of being locked in a cage like a slave girl for sale and being watched and inspected by the buyers."

"I want you to release me before they open the museum and some idiot thinks I'm one of the slave girls they can quietly use;" Estela continues to scream. "That is not part of my fantasy."

"And what do I get for freeing you?" asks Mike.

"Nothing. Get me out of here!" yells Estela again.

"You forget that within an hour I can fuck any of the slave girls on display in the museum;" he tells her. "And as a museum employee I can go down to their cells and fuck them right now, in fact I just fucked one of them before I came up here."

I know Mike is lying, and if Estela wasn't so nervous she would realize it, we know that for months now all the slave girls have been spending the nights in a brothel, this way they save expenses at the museum and generate some income in the process. Besides, last night we saw that there was no one in the cells when we locked Denise up....

"Shit!" I say to myself as I think of poor Denise, we left her gagged and with her head covered by a hood.

"You're a pig!" shouts Estela making me forget about Denise for the moment. "Let go of me and you can fuck me."

"I've fucked you half a dozen times and I can fuck you again anytime I want, but I've never gotten you to suck my cock;" Mike tells her approaching the cage with a riding crop he has taken from the wall in his hand.

"You know I've never sucked anyone's cock, use a slave girl for that;" Estela angrily replies to him.

"You forget that if when the museum opens, you're still inside that cage, everyone will think you're a slave girl and you're probably going to suck a lot of cock;" he points out to her. "Who knows, maybe some visitor will take a fancy to you and buy you, and if I don't say anything, no one will know you're not a real slave girl."

"Damn you, Mike! Get me out of here and I'll suck your cock;" Estela pleads with him more and more frightened.

"No need to take you out of the cage for that;" he tells her freeing his cock from his pants as he strokes her body with the riding crop.

"What are you waiting for to get on your knees?" he yells hitting her with the riding crop on her thigh.

Estela kneels on the floor of the cage, letting out a small scream as she digs the small spikes on the floor into her knees. She brings her hands to her cock, but Mike gives her another whack with the riding crop this time on her tits.

"I don't want you to use your hands;" he tells her.

Gripping the bars of the cage with her hands, Estela starts sucking the cock, it's clumsy, but that doesn't stop Mike's face from starting to show the pleasure he feels at having those lips enveloping his flesh.

After a couple of minutes, Mike opens the cage and pulls Estela out of it by pulling on the leash attached to her collar. As soon as the door opens Estela tries to get up receiving another whack with the riding crop.

"I didn't order you to get up;" he yells at her. "On your hands and knees slave girl."

Estela looks at Mike with hatred, but obeys him, and even she looks more and more aroused. Mike begins to walk her around the room on all fours like a bitch, heading towards one of the foals.

"What are you doing?" she asks him as she sees where they are headed.

"You didn't think that sucking my cock for a couple of minutes was going to be enough, I haven't cum yet;" he replies pulling on the leash to force her up and bending her over the colt.

"I didn't let you fuck me;" she yells at him.

"It's the first thing you offered me, but don't worry, I'm not going to do it;" he replies to her. "You're going to fuck yourself;" he adds pulling a lever so that a dildo about six inches long rises above the rack.

"Sit on it;" he orders her smiling as she watches her look at the dildo. "I don't think you'll have any problem getting it in your pussy, it's smaller than my cock, and you've ridden me several times."

"I'm not worried about the size of that dildo, I've fucked bigger cocks than yours;" Estela replies trying to tease him, looking defiant despite the situation. "The problem is that I'm not aroused and my pussy is dry."

"That has an easy solution;" Mike tells her holding the leash and closing the restraints on the rack to keep it from moving, positioning himself behind her taking two fingers to her pussy.

"Get your fingers out of my pussy, you fucking cunt;" she screams at him, though she can't deny that her body begins to respond to his touch.

"Okay;" he tells her withdrawing his fingers, replacing them with his tongue.

"Fuck!" screams Estela as she feels the tongue on her clit, forgetting any resistance.

As I watch Mike eat Estela's pussy, I can't help but become aroused and bring a hand to the inside of my panties, finding them soaking wet. Covering my mouth with my free hand so they can't hear me moan I start to masturbate, imagining it's Mike's tongue and fingers in my pussy.

Mike plays with his tongue in Estela's pussy for several minutes, causing the moans escaping her mouth to get louder and louder, but stops just before he brings her to orgasm, causing her to protest in frustration.

"You know what you have to do if you want to cum;" he tells her positioning himself in front of her, his cock in front of her mouth.

Estela takes Mike's cock in her mouth again, as she lifts her body and slowly lowers herself onto the dildo, letting out a small cry as she realizes the dildo is vibrating, coming to orgasm immediately. The orgasm seems to awaken something in her, as she begins to suck Mike's cock wildly, taking it deeper and deeper.

Driven by pleasure, Mike grabs Estela's head and starts fucking her mouth, not caring about anything, only stopping when he cums forcing her to swallow all of his cum. He lets Estela reach a couple more orgasms before pulling the lever and retracting the dildo, eliciting another cry of frustration from her.

I have long since reached my own orgasm, though I still have my fingers buried in my pussy, unable to pull them out, or move the slightest bit, watching Mike treat Estela as if she were a common slave girl instead of a free woman.

The pleasure coursing through Estela's body prevents her from realizing that Mike is putting her back in the cage, although this time he also fastens her ankles and wrists to the bars. Only when once he closes the door does Mike rip off the leather strap around her neck, replacing it with a metal collar, Estela reacts and tries to protest, but no sound comes out of her mouth, for as soon as she opens it, he inserts a ball gag into her.

"Don't protest slave girl;" he tells her. "Chained like that the visitors won't be able to fuck you, they will simply limit themselves to playing with your tits and pussy. You'll have to wait for the auction so they can buy you and your new owner will decide to fuck you."

I panic at Mike's words, he can't have enslaved Estela, or can he?

Mike heads for the exit of the room, but before he crosses the door he stops and turns, looking directly at where I am hiding.

"Good morning, Katia, I'll expect you in half an hour in the room where Theresa is tied up;" he says to me.

I step out of the shadows and approach the cage where Estela is locked up again, I notice her face, her gaze is lost in the pleasure of orgasms. I've seen that look on TV shows where they show enslaved girls, being fucked before auctions. No matter what intentions Mike has for Estela, my friend is already a slave girl, and if Mike frees her she will look for a way to end up enslaved for real.

As I look at the cage, I notice it is not locked, the same as the restraints that should hold Estela's hands and ankles to the bars, Mike has left it all open, inviting me to do what he knows I have always wanted and desired to do with Estela.

I open the cage and grabbing the leash pull Estela out, leading her to the middle of the room. She makes no attempt to resist, she is now a submissive slave girl, surrendered to whoever holds her leash.

"Kneel slave girl;" I say waiting to see her reaction.

Estela obeys me immediately, placing herself in the slave girl position, a position we have all assumed in games.

"Let's see what you know how to do with your mouth;" I tell her taking off my panties, bringing my pussy close to her mouth, freeing her from the gag.

As soon as Estela starts to move her tongue inside my pussy, I realize that she has been able to fuck half the class, and as I saw a few moments ago never having sucked a cock, but my pussy is not the first one she eats.

Despite having reached orgasm a few minutes ago, I get aroused again right away, I am not a lesbian, I have always fucked boys, and some of them have eaten my pussy, but all in a very different way than Estela is doing.

Her tongue runs along the inside of my pussy, although it doesn't take long for her to focus on my clitoris, giving it long licks and soft kisses, alternating it with little nibbles, causing the moans I haven't let out while masturbating to escape from my mouth now.

It doesn't take me long to cum, clutching Estela's head against my pussy, forcing her to drink up all my juices.

Looking at the clock on the wall I see that even though it has seemed like an eternity to me, it has only been five minutes since Mike left, so I decide to keep having fun with Estela.

I lift her up by pulling on the leash, and carry her to the same rack where Mike held her, although I lay her on her back before holding her arms and legs. I attach to my waist a strange harness with a wooden cock hanging from one of the walls and prepare to fuck her, though as I see her pussy glistening from orgasms an idea pops into my head.

I kneel between her legs and bring one of my hands to her pussy, caressing her labia, hesitating whether to take them inside. When I finally insert two of them, Estela moans the same way she did when it was Mike masturbating her.

I don't quite know what I'm doing, I'm simply repeating the same motions I do when I masturbate, slipping my fingers in and out, stroking and pinching her clit. From the moans and the way Estela's whole-body trembles, I must not be doing too badly, as evidenced by the orgasm she reaches.

Letting myself be carried away by curiosity and without removing my fingers from inside her, I take my mouth to her pussy to lick her juices and savor them, enjoying their sweetness, licking it completely until I focus again on her clitoris.

As Estela's arousal grows again, I feel her pussy seem to loosen around my fingers and I decide to try something I have not managed to do in my own pussy, carefully adding a third finger, and seeing that it goes in easily I add another one so that the whole palm of my hand is inside her pussy.

Closing my fingers forming a cock I start to fuck Estela, who cums again releasing a stream of clear liquid.

Frightened I pull my hand away, leaving Estela's pussy wide open so I can see her pink interior perfectly. I wanted to fuck her, but I don't dare to do it, so I take off the harness and move away from her, leaving her tied on the rack.

Glancing at the clock again I see that there are just a couple of minutes left before the half hour mark, and I hurry to the room where a couple of hours ago we left Theresa tied up in a breeding stall, fulfilling as with Denise her bondage fantasies.

As I enter, I stand still to see Mike behind her fucking her, I am not surprised to find Mike fucking Theresa, just as between us we have told each other our bondage fantasies on nights out, on some of those nights we have shared with Mike and other guys, they have also told us their fantasies and in particular one night Mike told us what he would do to each of us if he had us tied up and helpless.

I am amazed at the way Theresa is moaning in pleasure, begging Mike to fuck her harder, for all I know Theresa has hardly any experience with boys, but now she is behaving like a whore or worse like a slave girl.

This thought leads me to look at my friend's neck and find something shiny around it, just like he has done with Estela, Mike has enslaved Theresa and she is responding, thanking him passionately.

"Can you believe this slut has always fantasized about being a breeding slave girl and it turns out she was still a virgin;" Mike tells me pulling his cock almost completely out of Theresa's pussy letting me see the remnants of my friend's virginal blood on it.

"How did you know it was me and not one of the other girls watching?" I ask him unable to look away from his cock going in and out of Theresa's pussy.

"Someone had to tie up and lock up the rest of the girls, and not drinking, you were the easy choice;" he answers me pulling out of Theresa's pussy and keeping his cock in his pants.

"Did you really fuck Denise?" I continue to ask her.

"I didn't realize it was Denise until I saw Estela in the cage;" he answers me. "We're not the first girls to sneak into the museum to fulfill her bondage fantasies and the ones I fuck the next morning;" he adds moving closer to me, cornering me against the wall.

"Just like I have done with Theresa, I put the slave collar on Denise as soon as I saw her;" she comments to me. "Then I started fucking her, starting with her mouth, I loved the detail of the ring gag, your idea for sure?" he asks kissing me on the neck.

"We always wondered if Denise was a lesbian or not;" he tells me. "I don't know the answer, I can only tell you how much she enjoyed it while fucking her pussy, four times she cummed before I decided to fuck her ass, then she didn't enjoy it so much anymore;" he adds bringing one of his hands to my breasts freeing them from the blouse I am wearing and the other to my pussy, easily accessing it due to the fact that I haven't put my panties back on.

"Hold still!" I yell pushing him away from me, "And you're wrong, it wasn't just me who tied and locked the rest of the girls up, I was helped by Lorena before..."

"Before she freaked out and ran off when she saw you didn't have the keys to free the girls;" he interrupts me completing my sentence.

Mike's words are true, none of us thought about that part when we decided to play, we didn't realize it neither when we locked Estela in the cage nor when we left Denise in the cell, Estela was so drunk that she didn't even realize what we were doing, and Denise was so horny that she didn't care about everything.

It was only when we locked Alice in the pillory to remember what happened this morning, and saw that we couldn't release her, that we realized what was going on.

"Why haven't you fucked Estela?" I ask her, buttoning my blouse to cover my tits.

"Because I've fucked her before, Theresa, Alice, Lorena and you not yet;" he answers me turning towards the door that leads to another of the rooms, most likely to the room where Alice is placed in the pillory.

"You won't have time to fuck them all, there's barely half an hour before the museum opens;" I comment looking at a clock placed on one of the stone walls.

"It's the weekend and the museum doesn't open, no one will bother us, we have plenty of time for the two of us to make all our fantasies come true;" he tells me causing my breathing to quicken.

Although for the rest of the girls and some of our friends, my fantasies consist of being tied to a cross, and whipped before being fucked, Mike knows what my fantasies really consist of, they are the same as his, we both want to have all my friends naked and tied up, fuck them to orgasm as if they were slave girls.

"Okay;" I tell him getting more and more excited about finally being able to fuck my friends, forgetting that in his fantasies Mike fucks and enslaves all of us, including me.

"I'm worried about what we're going to do next with them. I don't think they'll be too happy with us fucking them like slave girls;" I comment to Mike.

"That's why don't worry, the museum is not going to reopen;" he replies. "The owners have sold everything in the museum to the Medieval Fair so they can incorporate it as one of the new shows. Tomorrow they are coming to pick it all up;" he tells me.