TEASED, TIED AND TORMENTED

by Teased, Tied

  It took a few minutes before Cherry could balance her body on the saddle again. Louis locked the saddle in place until he was ready. He could see that she was exhausted, but her ordeal was not over yet. “You will suck Julio’s cock now, Cherry. Once he cums in your mouth, you can ride the saddle again. You’ll ride until you climax for us once again. Then it will be Dilan’s turn in your talented mouth to suck his cock and drink his cum. The third time you ride the saddle will be for me, for I will enjoy your mouth after you cum a third time.

  Cherry opened her mouth willingly, knowing it would do no good to refuse Louis’s request. She felt the slick head of Julio’s cock slip through her lips. Her body was sexually exhausted, but her lips and tongue went to work on his cock instantly. She would rather be let loose from the saddle, but she knew that she would do as Louis ordered and would ride the saddle for another orgasm. At least the third time she rode it to climax, it would be Louis’s cock that she would service with her mouth. She was brought back to reality by the urgent thrusting of Julio’s cock in her mouth.

  “Take his cock down your throat, Cherry. Show him how you love to suck cock.” Louis encouraged her skills.

  She gulped and choked, but ending up taking him in her throat, Julio’s frenzied movements signaling his final pleasure. He had been too excited watching her tormented masturbation on the saddle to last very long and her talented mouth and throat brought him to climax. He pulled out of her throat just in time, his cock spewing his sperm into her mouth as she struggled to swallow it all down.

  The whip was ready to encourage her movement, her pussy soon sliding up and down the saddle. Even though she had already cum, she began to grow excited the minute her clit found the nodules. Louis worked over her pussy with the horsehair whip with precision, driving Cherry to ride the saddle with renewed interest. It took longer, the pain greater, but the pleasure was its own reward when she came a second time; this time even harder than the first.

  She waited for Dilan, his cock longer and skinnier, breaching her mouth with ease. He was just as eager as Julio, not taking long before he came in her mouth, but not before it felt like a long pole was shoved in her gullet as she was forced to take his long, skinny cock down her throat. It felt like it was in her stomach, his balls banging against her chin he was in so deep. A second belly-full of cum sat in her stomach as Louis made her ride the saddle one last time. At least this time, she was doing it for Louis, ready to show him how much she appreciated his cock with her mouth. Ready to show him how much she appreciated the way he had disciplined her to make her a better lover for his pleasure.

  CHAPTER 12

  Officer’s Monthly Meeting and Bondage Session

  Once a month, Collette, Santos and the other four executives met at the company’s house on the coast with the Board of Directors. Saturday was reserved for the presentation of the monthly results and the rest of the day was answering the questions the board members had of the executive staff as well as some social interaction over a lavish dinner.

  Collette was surprised by the lavish house that was used infrequently, but she was glad to get away from work. The girls’ visits home became more infrequent, but Collette couldn’t see in their eyes that they had found boys to interest them. They were at that age where they needed their own privacy and Collette gave it to them. If they wanted to, they knew that she was available to them. She hoped that one weekend they would bring their boys home for her to meet, but she didn’t push it, too involved in her own work.

  The board meeting went well, the company doing well under Santo’s leadership. Collette was accepted by the board in spite of being a woman or maybe because she was. She had to stand up in front of them and give her presentation, and she could help but notice that their eyes were on her body, not her face. She had dressed to encourage them, no bra beneath the pullover, the weather getting warmer, no longer appropriate for sweaters. She was sure that they could make out her nipples beneath it, Collette forced to will her nipples not to grow hard. Her skirt was tight and short, no nylons today, just long, lean legs perched high on four-inch heels. She had practiced her presentation so many times that the words spilled out of her mouth without any thinking, giving her time to look around the room. She couldn’t fail to notice that all of the men were sporting erections caused by her body.

  It was over dinner that the board members flocked to sit next to her, Collette finding stray hands touching and caressing her naked leg with impunity. She just smiled and sat still, talking to them as though nothing else was happening. It was finally over, the board leaving, the executive members staying for a day to enjoy the sun and surf. They all adjourned to their own rooms. She had a little too much wine by the time she went to bed, glad to snuggle in the blankets.

  She woke up startled, finding Santos leaning over her bed. The sun was already spilling through the door to the patio. He was wearing a robe, Collette wondering if he was going to join her in the bed. She could never say no to anything he wanted, the bondage he put her in making it impossible. “Good morning, Santos.” She tried to be cheerful and compliant.

  “Time to get up; the others are waiting. I have a coffee for you while you take a shower.” He pointed to the steaming mug of coffee sitting on the table.

  She needed the coffee to wake up. She didn’t understand why he was in such a hurry, but she never argued with her boss. “I’ll be down in a little bit.”

  “I’ll wait; I have my coffee, too.” He sat in the chair, picking up his cup of coffee and taking a sip.

  It seemed odd that he was still in his bathrobe, but she got out of bed anyway. It wasn’t lost on him that she was naked except for her panties, and Collette enjoyed the tease as her ass swayed across the room to the bathroom. She was about to shut the door when she heard his voice.

  “Leave it open, Collette. I want to enjoy the view.” He reached down and stroked his cock as it hardened.

  “Anything you want.” The door opened up to the bathroom, including the glass-enclosed shower. She would have no privacy, but she was sure that he had planned it already. She smiled as she pulled her panties off, her back to him, bending over graciously and salaciously. She almost did a deep bend, until she slipped them off, letting him admire her ass. After all, he had already taken her virginity there and enjoyed it after that. She stood up, turning to one side so he could see her silhouette. She smiled at him as she got into the shower. The water steamed up the shower door, but once she got wet, she turned the water cooler until he could see inside the glass. She lathered her hair, but it was her breasts that he was watching as she lavished such attention on them with the washcloth and soap. Especially her nipples, drawing them out until they stood out hard and pointed, hoping she would feel his hands on them soon enough.

  His cock jutted out from his robe as he watched her. It was as though she was masturbating for him. Once she teased her nipples until they were rock hard, she turned to him and began to lather up that lovely blonde bush, but he noticed that her fingers explored her slit more than just washing it. The best she saved for last, turning her back to him so he could admire that ass he loved and sodomized so often. With one hand, she pulled her cheeks apart, the other spread the lather of the soap between them, her finger running over the tight knot of her anus that he loved to penetrate.

  She finally finished showering, getting out and drying herself off. She let the towel fall to the floor as she put her makeup on and brushed her teeth, doing it naked, enjoying when she bent over the sink to rinse off her face. She spread her legs as she bent over.

  She came out of the bathroom naked. He stood up, nothing able to hide his erection. He handed her a bathrobe. “This is all you will need.”

  “It looks like you will need something. Want me to do something about that?” She reached down and grabbed his erection that was sticking out his bathrobe. It was harder than she had ever felt before. She wondered what he had in mind for her. With only a bathrobe and naked beneath it, I knew the others
would be waiting for me, too. Five men. What would it take to satisfy five men at one time? She knew she was about to find out.

  “As good as your hand feels, Collette, I will wait. Let’s go, the others are waiting.”

  “Yes, I wouldn’t want to disappoint them.” She was cocky, the pun not lost on her.

  They walked into the patio, all of the other men in robes sipping coffee.

  “Would you like some breakfast?” Gabriel, the VP of Marketing, asked her.

  She saw the rope hanging down in the center of the room, a pair of leather wrist cuffs hanging from the end. There was a selection of whips, many of them Collette had already learned their names and felt their specialty on her body, but there were new ones. A full stomach might not be appropriate for what they had in mind for her. Her pussy began to grow wetter, especially when she saw the long bar with ankle cuffs on each end. Santos had never used anything like that on her, but she knew a spreader bar when she saw one.

  “Not right now, Gabriel. I think you men have something else on your minds. I’ll accommodate that first, and then I will be able to enjoy my breakfast.” Though she knew with five men, it would possibly be lunchtime before she had anything in her mouth but their cocks and only their cum in her belly. She took off her bathrobe without hesitation as she stood under the rope. “Who is going to do the honors?” She put her arms up into the air, feeling her naked breasts rise up high, all of the men staring at her naked body for the first time. She could only imagine what was going through their minds and what they were thinking of doing to her. She only hoped it would be as good as she expected.

  It was Liams, the head of Human Resources that took up the job. He was good at taking care of the employees, and he took good care of Collette. She felt him securing her wrists in the leather bands, tight, just as she liked it. Her adrenalin level jumped to the next level when the rope pulled up higher, forcing Collette to stand on her toes. Her naked body was drawn taut by the rope. She looked over as Liams picked up the spreader bar. It rattled noisily but made her pussy wetter, imagining what it would feel like when he had her immobilized by the bar, her pussy opened up to anything they wanted to do to her. She saw the whips, sure that some of them would find her wet pussy to whip into submission.

  Liams looked up at her pussy as he secured one end of the spreader bar to her ankle. He was seeing Collette in a new light, looking up between her legs gave her a new dimension. He couldn’t wait to get her legs spread and secured. Her skin felt so smooth and silky, but that didn’t stop him from securing the leather strap around her ankle as tight as possible. He loved the way the black leather dug into her skin.

  She looked down as Liams went to her other leg. The spreader bar banged on the floor as he grabbed her other ankle and Collette felt the stretching of her legs, wider and wider, her crotch opening up, Liams looking up to stare into her most intimate charms. She was never spread so far before he stopped, Liams was having a hard time keeping her legs spread the needed width while he secured her ankle. But, he was up to the job, finally letting go of her leg. Collette never felt anything like it before. It was so wonderful and exciting. She couldn’t do anything to close her legs, her arms bound, her body naked and five men all with raging erections that she knew her body would have to satisfy. She only hoped they would make her cum as much as they did.

  “Raise her up a little more. Until her feet no longer touch the ground.” It was Santos giving the orders. The rope pulled her up by her arms until she swung back and forth. She was a delightful sight to see, her naked body spread and bound for their pleasure. She would take all of them inside one or more of her holes before they finished with her. He could see the lust in her eyes. She would enjoy this almost as much as they would. She would even enjoy the whipping.

  She swung back and forth, Collette almost feeling like she was weightless if it weren’t for the fact that all of the weight was hung from her arms, but the leather cuffs spread the weight around so it was more uncomfortable than painful. She saw the men going over to the table that held the whips. She thought they might do it one at a time, but they were all picking up a different one. Could I handle five men whipping me at once? Could I stop them even if I couldn’t?

  Gabriel was the first to approach her. He had a flogger, this one black and red, Collette already felt the bite and the thud of it on her body, but she wasn’t sure where he would use it. He stood in front of her, a big smile on his face as he swung it from one side to the next. There was the thud and the pain as the flogger bit into her right breast with such precision, as though he had done this a thousand times. He missed her nipple, but the next blow caught her other breast. This time, her nipple exploded beneath the leather falls. She bit her lip as he worked over her breasts until they turned bright pink, her nipples a deep red, yet they were hard and throbbing. Not in pain but pleasure.

  Liams almost pushed him out of the way; in his hand was a riding crop. No one had ever used that on her before, but she used to ride with Cherry and knew the feel of it, though not on her flesh, only on thick horseflesh. He started with her thighs, working up one side and down the other, Collette feeling the air rush by her super-heated pussy, but he never touched it. Yet. Her lower body bounced around as she jumped each time the small two-inch leather strap bit into the supple, sensitive flesh of her thighs. It stung, but her pussy was dripping in anticipation.

  Liams enjoyed the way he made her body dance, lacing her thighs until they were red, seeing how close he could get to her pussy without actually striking it. He didn’t fail to notice that her pussy was glistening in the light; she was getting wet even as she was whipped. He moved closer, tapping the crop up between her legs, the whippy shaft making it bounce with a lovely thud of hard leather hitting wet flesh. She jerked, but she could do nothing but take it.

  The first blow shocked her. It hit her pussy, the harsh leather smashing into one of her lips with a thud that shocked her senses. Liams slashed at her other lip, both of them feeling like they were swollen, but her wetness continued to flood down her thighs like a river. The wide spread of her legs left her open and vulnerable, and Liams took advantage of it. The crop slapped sideways, pushing one of her lips to the side and attacking the soft, wet inner flesh with vengeance, a sharp sting racing to her brain. The crop slapped the other way, both of her inner lips attacked. He began to hit her pussy rhythmically, not the same spot each time, but with a cadence that she could almost count. He worked her pussy from the bottom of her slit to the top, both sides hit with the harsh leather until they swelled and throbbed. She heard the shameful sound when the crop hit her pussy, the sound of leather hitting her drenched flesh.

  Jose Alberto was next, the VP of Operations, a big man, Collette a little afraid of him. He picked up a quirts viper, Collette seeing how dangerous and painful it could be. Two teeth came off of the handle, hard, flat sinister pieces of leather. She lost sight of him when he went around behind her, sweat falling from her forehead as she feared where he would strike. “EEEWW!” It caught her by surprise. He struck between her cheeks, her buttocks relaxed though she should have known better. It burned where the quirt struck her, two pieces digging deep into her crack and finding sensitive, fragile skin. Her buttocks clenched in reflex, but he struck her cheek next, her muscles reacting to the bite of the quirt, leaving her crack vulnerable once again. “AAAHHH!” Her yell went up one octave when the quirt not only found her crack, but also her anus. One of the teeth bit into the tightly clenched knot, and it opened in pain. It felt like it drove straight into her body. He was quick, striking her on her anus once again, this time, both of the teeth finding her soft, vulnerable anus. It felt like it was going into her rectum, the pain lacing deep into her bowels.

  “Very good, Jose, you wield that like an expert.” Santos was pleased with the way he attacked her flesh.

  Proud of himself, Jose took aim once again, but this time, he went lower, catching the bottom of her pussy pouch that was open and exposed. He saw he
r jump as if she were lit up with electricity, the quirt pulling away but leaving a faint welt where the twin teeth had found her pussy.

  She shook and cried out, but Jose was relentless with the quirt. He worked over her pussy until her muscles clenched so tight that he couldn’t find any soft flesh to attack, but then he would move back to her ass, sending the teeth to bite into the tight knot of her anus until it felt like the leather was probing her anus. He worked her over for five minutes, until her body was covered in sweat and her muscles were drained.

  Victor was the last to work on her. He had a cane and a paddle, working her ass into a frenzy with the paddle, until it burned like fire, but nothing could compare to the slap of the cane on her flesh. He caught her cheeks from side to side, laddering them with soft red welts. He moved down to where her thighs met her buttocks, attacking the soft flesh with equal vigor. She was dancing on the ropes by the time he was finished, but not before he finished her off with one final blow of the cane. He drew it straight up between her bound and spread legs, catching her fully on her mound and through her slit. If she could have jumped in the air, she would have, but all she could do was accept the blow in the most delicate part of her body. The pain should have killed her, but instead, Collette came as she never did before. The other whippings had aroused her to a point that the cane only sent her over the edge, her body sent to oblivion by the pain and pleasure that raced through her body. Victor kept her orgasm going, sliding the cane back and forth through her slit, the knobs on the rattan cane rubbing her in places that shook her body, even on her clit. She didn’t know whether it was the pleasure she was feeling or the fear that he would strike her pussy again that kept her dangling on the edge of her orgasm for so long, but by the time they brought her down to the ground and unbound her, she couldn’t stand on her feet.

  They gave her a few minutes to gain her composure, but they had already taken off their robes, their cocks jutting out in front of them. She was placed on her knees; Victor earning the right to claim her pussy first, his cock entering her without any preliminaries, but her pussy was soaked and welcomed him in. His hands ran all over her body, but Collette was busy, Liams thrusting his cock into her mouth before she could open it fully. They began to pleasure themselves with her body. Five hungry men that only she could feed.