The door opened and a man wearing a ski mask and nothing else stepped into the room. He threw me a blindfold and stood there silently, watching me, lightly stroking his hard cock. I hesitated for a moment and he took a menacing step forward and I quickly pulled the blindfold on, not wanting to risk another punishment. I knew I already had one owing from the last time they'd used me and I wasn't eager to add to it.
With the blindfold in place I felt the man securing leather cuffs to my wrists and clipping them together behind my back. He grabbed me by one arm and I was led out of the room, blind and stumbling, terrified of what was going to happen to me but incredibly aroused at the same time. We walked a short ways and then my hands were un-clipped and re-clipped together in front of me. I felt something being hooked to the cuffs and then they were raised over my head until I was balanced on my tiptoes, legs straining. Fingers pinched and twisted my nipples before I felt clamps being applied and I whimpered, unable to struggle for fear of losing my balance and forcing my full weight onto my already sore arms. I felt hands roaming up and down my body, cupping a breast, stroking my thighs, rubbing my ass, and I wanted to scream at them to just get it over with. I couldn't handle the tension, the suspense, and this gentle touching was almost more torturous than a whipping would have been.
After a few minutes of this I felt a warm oil being applied to my skin. Two sets of hands began to rub the oil into my body, kneading my ass and breasts and dipping fingers into my needy pussy. A finger circled my ass and I clenched down, scared of what they were going to do. One of the men slapped my ass and said "Relax, slut. We're doing you a favour here, so be grateful. We haven't forgotten that you still need to be punished and while we were planning to save that for later, plans can always be changed."
I made an effort to relax my ass and felt a single oily finger slide into it, stretching me out. He stroked in and out, spreading the oil around and sending little tingles of pleasure through me. It hurt, but it felt good at the same time and a flush of shame washed over me. A stranger was fingering my ass, was probably getting ready to rape it, and I liked it. What kind of a freak was I? Another finger slipped into my pussy and I moaned, tilting my hips to give him better access. The man began to slowly fuck my wet pussy with his finger, sliding it all the way out and swirling it over my clit before gently pushing back inside again. I whimpered and sighed, turned on beyond belief and humiliated by the way they were playing my body.
After a few minutes of this the hands suddenly left my body and I was left hanging, panting and hot, wanting more. I turned my head, listening desperately for some sign of where they were and what was coming but there was only silence and the sound of my own breathing. I could feel my calves beginning to ache from balancing on my toes for so long but the need in my pussy was all encompassing. I focused hard on my legs, on the soreness in my arms, and just as I started to relax a little bit something warm and wet slid across my clit. I cried out and arched my back as a tongue began to slide in and out of my pussy. He sucked my clit into his mouth and began to flick his tongue across it in rapid little movements, driving me wild. I was moaning and crying out, thrusting my pussy against his face, wrapped up in my need to come when he stepped back and left me hanging again. I started to protest and caught myself at the last second. I couldn't want this! I wasn't going to beg them for it! I stood there panting and tried to ignore the feelings in my pussy. Again, as soon as I began to relax his mouth was back on my clit and I was crying out and humping against it. I felt a finger sliding into my ass and it only made me wilder as I bucked and twisted, driven mad by the tongue attacking my clit. This time when they stopped I howled in frustration and began to cry, equally humiliated and frustrated by what they were doing.
Again they waited until I was no longer on the edge before the man started licking my pussy. This time the finger in my ass was rougher, fucking me with long, sure strokes and I loved it, wanting more. I wanted to come so badly it was eclipsing everything else. I no longer cared that this was rape, that they had abducted me. Nothing mattered but being allowed to come and they knew it. Once again they stepped away from me and I sobbed out my frustration.
