by Nicola Diaz
When my pussy starts to moisten though, he just sticks his fingers deeper. Max comes closer, rubbing his erection over his trousers, the bodyguard too. My cunt starts to warm, and then it is on absolute fire. He pierces me relentlessly with his fingers now, and suddenly I feel that I could actually have an orgasm. It is too soon though, and I try to hold back. This is impossible though, and I am screaming with pleasure very quickly. I cannot believe that I have cum, and I look down at my pussy at last.
It is oozing with cum, and my thighs are absolutely soaked. I look at the man whose fingers were just inside me, and I see him smirk. I try to meet Max’s face, and he turns away, taking the glass offered to him by the bodyguard. He drinks the entire contents of the glass, and then he turns back to look at me. He walks over to me and runs a finger along the side of my face. Then he shoves a finger into my mouth. Then he plants three fingers in my mouth, reaching far back into my throat, initiating my gag reflex.
He seems determined to get me to throw up, and I come close a couple of times. Then he removes his fingers from my mouth and takes my nipples between his fingers. He squeezes hard and I scream. He goes down on his knees, and parts my legs. He looks at my pussy for the longest time, and then he pinches my clit hard. I try not to scream, but I cannot help myself. It fucking hurts.
Max giggles under his breath, and then drives his longest finger into my pussy. He seems to be searching for something and I find my eyes drawn down to where his finger is so deep inside me it feels like it might pierce through my asshole. He moves his finger around eagerly, and I try to move myself off it. It is impossible though, because the bodyguard and my initial kidnapper are holding me firmly down on the couch. I wish that he could just find whatever he is looking for, but whatever it is seems to elude him, for the most part.
After the longest time, he pulls his finger from me, and puts this finger in my mouth. I taste myself on his digit, and again I feel like I might throw up, not because I don’t like the taste, but simply because of what it actually is that I am being fed. Then he pulls this finger out of my mouth and he stands up, looking at me directly in my eyes now. The look that he is giving me sends chills down my spine, and I try again to recall the safe word. I watch him instruct my kidnapper with his eyes, and then again I am rendered unconscious by the chloroform. As I lose consciousness, I start to wonder just what the £200 000 deposit in my bank account six months earlier will actually buy Max Thornton.
The only thing familiar to me when I wake up this time is my coat, carelessly thrown on the floor on the room that we are in. It really looks like a dungeon, and I wonder where in London we could be. It is cold and damp, but not uncomfortably so. I think I can make out the soft hum of an air-conditioner, although looking around, I cannot see it. I see the door, large and imposing, with a deadbolt on it, adding to its medieval look. I think that we must be in a castle, or under a very old townhouse. There is not enough time for me to get my bearings though, because no sooner have I opened my eyes, when the three men are surrounding me again.
Two other men have joined the party, and they are dressed in black leather and facemasks. I wonder why these men need to hide their faces. Then I think that it is probably because they would be recognizable, politicians maybe, or celebrities. They go over to the table nearby, and they peruse the objects on it. I cannot make out what these objects are, but when they lift up one each, I know that I am in for some significant punishment. One has a pallet in his hand, one that resembles a tiny cricket bat. The other has a multi-pronged whip in his hands. They come up to where I am sitting, and tease me with these objects.
These masked men leave me for a moment, and they join Max near the bar setup in the room. They enjoy a drink while the bodyguard and my kidnapper tie my hands above my head to handcuffs dangling from a rope that falls from the ceiling. I am immediately uncomfortable, and I try to move my arms. But this is not possible, and while my feet are not bound, it is difficult for me to walk even two feet in any direction. I watch the masked men down their drinks, and then approach me, armed, and looking very dangerous.
“Hello Victoria…” says one of the men, and he plants his pallet against my buttocks hard. I try to move out of the way, but very quickly the whip finds the soft flesh of my thighs, and I know that there is nowhere for me to run. I squeeze my legs together, trying to process the burn, but then the pallet and the whip are on me in quick succession until the burn becomes consistent. I look at my thighs, and see the red welts forming on them. I try to look behind myself at my butt, but am confused by the pallet landing on my cheeks and the whip caressing my thighs over and over.
I close my eyes and try for the safe word again, but the lashes that I am getting distract me too much. There is something nagging at the back of my mind though, and I am not sure what it is. Suddenly my legs are opened and a finger enters my pussy quickly. I go up on my tiptoes, to try and create some relief in myself, but this finger follows me up, and lodges itself deep inside me. When my feet fall flat on the ground the finger slips another half inch into me, and once again my cunt feels like it might tear.
One man holds my one leg, the other in the hands of another. These are not the masked men though, because they are at the table again. One of the men holding my legs is fingering me again, and I don’t look down to see who. When another’s fingers enter my asshole I have to look back though, to see who it is that has decided to be so forward. It is the bodyguard, and I am a little thrown that he has the nerve to enter me. Surely he is just the muscle here. Obviously not! He fingers my asshole rigorously with two fingers and then, when he adds a third, I almost blank out. The safe word hangs in the back of my head somewhere, but it is a haze, unclear.
A masked man comes up to me now, and I try to see what is in his hand. My eyes close and open, open and then close again as the fingers really go to work on my ass now. The fingers in my pussy are as aggressive too, and I start to think that this might not be as exciting as I first thought, six months ago, when Max presented me with the contract. I needed the money though, and I wanted to be used like this. There is now no time to second-guess my decision. I will just have to see this through.
The man in front of me threatens to take off his mask, but I know somehow that he won’t. He walks up close to me, and holds the dildo in his hand up against my face. It is as long as my face, and as thick as four of my fingers. He runs it against my lips and then shoves it in my mouth. I suck on it, not because I want to, but because I am now in the throes of an orgasm courtesy of the fingers in my cunt, and I need to breathe. It takes a good few minutes for me to recover from this climax.
Chapter 2
When he puts the dildo against my pussy I think that entry will be impossible. It is too thick, way too thick. Then he suddenly forces it into me and I try again to escape, going high up on my toes. This doesn’t last long, and soon enough I am sinking back down onto it. Slowly, very slowly it disappears inside me. I cannot believe it, looking at this invasion, unable to believe the stretch. I really didn’t know my pussy was capable of taking this much.
Then he pulls it out somewhat, before he pushes it further inside me. There are hands on my hips and but, hands that keep me in place while my pussy is worked with this tool. I cannot breathe, and I also cannot take my eyes off this action. The dildo goes a little further into me, deeper and deeper, and I start to feel the stretch in the back of my pussy. I hope that he will take it out soon, to give me a bit of a break, but then I notice rope dangling from the end of it, rope that is quickly taken up by the hands that were just on my butt and tied behind my back, securing the dildo in place.
I try to catch my breath, trying to remember the safe word again. But there is something in my psyche that won’t let me remember this word. I know that it is simple, but I know that it will not come to me, not now, not yet. I am curious as to how far this will go, how far they can possibly take it. I am also curious to see what Max himself will do to me, when he eventually decides to get hi
s hands dirty. Right now though, he just seems content with being a spectator.
The whip is brought back into the party, and my thighs are red again, the pain dulling but still very intense. The pallet too makes a re-appearance, landing on my butt repeatedly, almost like I were a naughty schoolgirl, one who deserved this type of punishment. There are suddenly fingers on my butt-cheeks again, spreading them wide. Spit lands directly on my asshole, and then two fingers are inside this space again. Then suddenly the back end of the pallet is rubbed against my hole, and as quickly, it is inserted into me. I am shocked, shocked by the stretch, shocked by the burn, and equally shocked by the pain. The pain is so intense that it threatens to knock me out completely.
Spit from every mouth in the room except Max’s lands on the part of the pallet’s handle that is outside my ass, and then this mixture is pushed inside me. Thankfully this creates enough lubrication to facilitate easier entry. I am fucked unapologetically with this handle now, and the intensity of the burn increases. As soon as it plateaus though, the intensity, while it doesn’t increase, doesn’t fade either. I pant for them to stop, but to no avail. Then the handle is ripped from my asshole and the hole closes so tightly shut that I cannot believe the invasion that was just there.
The stretch in my cunt increases too, so much so that it feels like the dildo inside it is being pushed further up inside me. I look down, and see that it isn’t moving at all. This doesn’t negate the feeling inside my cunt though. My walls are wrapped so tightly around this tool now though that it feels like I am trying to evict it from myself, resistance coming from every square inch of the tool thanks to the ropes that are tied tightly around my ass.
I am so focused on my cunt that I don’t even notice the men in masks whipping out their cocks from flaps in the front of their leather pants. They rub some lube on their members, and start to rub their meat against my thighs. The bodyguard has freed his meat too, so has my kidnapper. The bodyguard plants his cock in the soft flesh of my naval, rubbing his tool against my belly. The kidnapper comes up behind me, and places his tool between my ass-cheeks. Suddenly, without warning, he rams his dick into my asshole, stretching it wide again. I am breathless.
He fucks me hard, and he fucks me long. Even when the other men try to get him to move, he just fucks me harder. I try to get my mind on other things, but there is no way for me to ignore what is happening on my ass. Even after he has cum he continues to fuck the shit out me, and there is not a damn thing that I can do about it. I plant my feet firmly into the floor, and I lift my ass slightly, so that he can hit the depths of it with ease. It seems to be better, somewhat, when I am giving myself to him.
When he pulls out of me, there is no time to recover, because one of the masked men comes up behind me immediately and sends his erection into the cum that has coated the inside of my asshole. He goes a little deeper than the man that has just removed himself from me, and again I cannot breathe. Then he fucks me harder than his predecessor, so that I am convinced that they have some sort of unspoken competition going on here. Both the bodyguard and the other masked man are around the front of me now, touching both their cocks to my belly now.
I watch these hardened snakes dance on my front, wanting to be inside me, but inhibited by the current resident in my cunt. One masked man replaces the other in my asshole and yes, fucks me harder than the man that came before him. He goes deep, so deep that I look down at my belly, still caressed by the bodyguard’s cock, and expect it to pierce straight through. I also wonder how much harder the bodyguard can fuck me that the three men that have just obliterated my asshole. I don’t have to wait too long to find out.
Chapter 3
The three men who have just rammed their muscle into my ass recover around the bar, talking casually with Max. The bodyguard takes a hold of my hips, and pulls my ass towards his waiting cock. The cum-soup inside my ass has gone cold, but it doesn’t stay that way too long. He thrusts into me with a swift stroke, and with a firm hold on my waist, pulls and pushes me back and forth on his dick. The heat returns almost immediately, and I am not sure if I am relieved or not.
His dick is not as long as some of the others, but it is definitely thicker. He fills my ass completely, and moves in closer and closer to my ass soon enough he is close enough to my rear so that my ass-cheeks hit against the upper part of his thighs. He fucks me long, so long that I think that he might not even cum. He does though, and still he fucks me. He really rams into me for two more rounds, and then finally, after his third orgasm, lets himself out of my ass, having deposited more seed in me than the three men who came before him put together.
My cunt cannot take it anymore either, really taking strain under the pressure of the dildo inside it. Max comes over to me and holds my mouth open. He spits into it repeatedly, and then forces my mouth closed, forcing me to swallow his saliva. Then he undoes the ropes holding the dildo in place, and it shoots out of me. It touches every part of the inside of my pussy on the way out, but isn’t inside me long enough to bring about any form of orgasm.
Max goes down on his knees to inspect my cunt. He handles it quite roughly, and he pulls it apart. His finger is once again inside me, searching again for something that I do not know, and then a second finger joins the search. He looks over to where the bodyguard is still recovering. The masked men though, have sufficiently recovered, and they make their way to the table again. They seem to be thinking about what tool they want to use, checking with Max, lifting various tools, each to which Max shakes his head. Then they raise a series of balls, and Max smiles.
I’m suddenly surrounded by all of the men again, the balls handed to Max. He coats them in lubrication, and then holds them up against my belly. Then he moves this string of pearls that range in size from average to oh god, around to my ass, and he runs them all between my cheeks. He brings the string back around to my pussy, and immediately pushes the first four into me. Strangely, I am comfortable with this insertion, and I start to feel rather nice.
He starts to push the bigger balls inside me, and the comfort doesn’t last too long. This bigger balls start to make their way inside me, and I really start to feel them on every part of my pussy. I try to tell Max to stop, but with the absence of the safe word, he will not. He just keeps stuffing my cunt with these lubricated balls until there is just no space left inside me for any more. There are about three balls left on the outside of me, and I know somehow that if there was space, Max would surely stuff these inside me as well.
Then he starts to pull them out of me, one at a time. He does this slowly, while rubbing his firm erection again. He really wants to fuck me now; I can see it in his eyes. But he is patient. So patient in fact, that he borders on irritating. I try to meet his eyes, willing him to fuck me, but he won’t even look at me now. There is a strange sense of detachment, and I feel more and more like an object.
As the balls become smaller, my cunt wraps around these orbs and tries to hold them inside me. I squeeze the muscles of my pussy on these remaining balls, and feel the beginnings of an orgasm. But then the balls are out of my cunt and I am left wanting. Max is generous though, and he is inserting the balls into my pussy again. The cocks are out again, and I have a clear view of them now. All of these rods are rather large, and I cannot believe that they were just in my asshole. I feel a tingle in this space, and I am grateful that I was able to take it.
Never before had I experienced this kind of treatment, and never did I think it would be possible for me to have this treatment meted out on me. But now I am here, in this dungeon, with these balls being forced inside me and then pulled out repeatedly, until I have no choice but to cum. I flow like a river, and the lava flowing from my cunt lands on my thighs and cools rather quickly. I am thankful for this, but my arms are really starting to take a little bit of strain.
Max comes up to me, holding me under my arms. He lifts me off the ground, providing temporary relief, and then he lets my feet touch the floor again. Then he fingers m
y pussy for a while, and soon does what I have been longing for him to do for the longest time, he takes out his cock. He pulls out his excessive meat, and I cannot hide that I am impressed. I smile, but he squashes my smile with his fingers, spitting onto my lips and into my partially opened mouth. Smiling is clearly off limits.
Then he pulls on his meat, which hardens up to full mast. He shoves it into my cunt completely, and then pulls it all the way out. He goes in again and then all the way out. The space that the dildo created inside me obviously was intended for this very reason. His cock is thick and fucking long, and while I can take it, it is still very uncomfortable. He rams into me repeatedly, and then he doesn’t thrust at all, just teasing me with his length. I wish that he would just fuck the shit out of me, but this is not going to happen, not soon anyway.
He then goes down on me with his fingers again, and fingers me with four of his thick fingers. He pulls hard on the inside of my pussy, and I almost feel like I could have another orgasm. But then he pulls his fingers from me and replaces them with his cock again. All the other cocks are out too now, and they are ready to invade my tender Garden of Eden, Max showing complete monopoly on my pussy though. He really seems to be determined to cause me great frustration.
