Part 04.1
This is not a subtle story; it features SEX and not a lot else!!
The following story deals with incest, straight sex, gay sex, group sex, anal sex, bondage, medical scenes, hopefully romance and probably a lot more so if it's not your thing please move on, if it is your thing then ENJOY!!
The family continue to explore sexually...and the boundaries start to expand.
ANNE
I'd watched Jake, my son fuck a women older than me in front of me and he knew that I'd seen him. Nothing was said about it between us but we both knew. I'd started to look at Jake in a different light, he'd gone from a young boy to a good looking fit young man, I'd admired his body and seen the bulge in his swimming trunks and now I'd seen him in all his glory fucking a women, he was hung, bigger than his dad, and it seemed a natural cocksman. I'm glad that I'd set him up with the gardeners, it certainly seemed to have made him happy, I had already set up another fuck session for him, I think he realised that.
The mood over the last few weeks in the house had gone from people coming in and out, eating and disappearing off, to a family, eating, talking, laughing and getting on. Aaron and I were getting on better than we had done for years, certainly since we had moved to this house. Jake and his Dad were working out in the gym together and the offer of Aaron taking Jake away to see the other sides of the roofing business was a first, it would be good for them to have some father and son time together. Jill and I, it had been difficult recently as it was a case of two grown women in the same house and there was friction. Although it was still there she had started helping out around the house, collecting and doing the washing, even cooking the odd meal and seemed interested when I showed her a few recipes. She was always close to her Dad and recently seemed to be even closer.
Of course Jake and Jill were twins so there was always that bond between them and it seemed that recently that bond had been reset and the petty arguments and the little digs at each other had stopped. If they were both home from work at the same time they'd often spend a bit of time in the pool together even though it seemed that Jill's aim was to drown her brother by holding him under water as long as she could but Jill was no match for his strength so she always failed. It was nice to see them on the sun beds chatting waiting for their Father to come home so we could have dinner. Things had certainly improved.
But I still needed the gardeners to treat my bush!!
Monday morning and I heard the van arrive, Noel and the boy got out and moved their equipment into the garden. Noel walked into the kitchen and dropped his shorts to show off his hard cock and said "we've got an hours work in the garden and then we've got a few hours work to do on you so you better be ready" I just looked at his cock. He looked at the boy and said to him "well?" the boy dropped his work shorts, at least he had a belt holding them up this time, and was wearing the underwear that I gave him last time that didn't even hold his cock in. he pulled off these pants, walked across to me and held them up to my nose, I breathed in deeply and could smell the boys cock and arse on them, they smelt of boys piss and cum -- just like Jakes pants -- he kissed me deeply whilst feeling up my cunt through my knickers.
"You might as well strip off and lay on the sun bed and play with your cunt so its wet and ready for use when we're ready," said Noel as they both walked off to the garden and work.
All the sex we had was always on the sun beds by the pool, fuck knows what we were going to do during the winter, but doing all of this outside rather than in the bedroom meant it was disconnected from a relationship or an affair...or was I just kidding myself?
I did what I was told and just laid there naked playing with my fanny, it knew what to expect as it was starting to get wet. I heard the garden machinery stop and my fanny clenched as if anticipating what was going to happen. Noel walked towards me, naked and with his hard cock leading the way. The boy was also naked, a defined body and that snake of a cut cock, rock hard, he flipped his hair out of his eyes, which was a Jake move. "Go on boy, you know what to do" said Noel and the boy moved around between my legs and pulled my fanny lips apart before staring to lick, I felt his tongue start to work its way between my legs...fuck, his tongue was almost as long as his snake cock, it was reaching parts that other tongues couldn't reach.
Noel just looked on as the boy go to work and not to be outdone fed his cock into my mouth. I knew what to do and just opened up wide and took his cockhead in my mouth and went to work on it. The boy was working on my fanny, alternating between my clit and my fuckhole when he jammed his finger in to my hole, I wasn't expecting that and winced and jerked my hips. Noel pulled his cock out of my mouth and shouted at the boy, "sorry Mrs M, I thought that I'd trained him to know better than that but sometimes his cock just takes over" he said, "stand up boy and bend over" he shouted.
The boy did as he was told and I watched as Noel pulled the belt off of his work trousers. "Bend over" he told the boy, "no matter how many times I tell you what to do, how many times I show you what to do and how many times I think you understand you fail don't you boy"
I heard the boy quietly say "yes Dad".
"OK boy, brace yourself, you know what's coming" said Noel as he laid into his sons arse with the belt administering 10 hard strokes across his arse.
The boy didn't flinch or make a sound, I was horrified and shouted stop and pulled the boy onto the sun bed by the side of me, cuddled him, kissed him hard, he responded with a full opened mouth kiss back, I moved his face down to my breasts and attached his mouth onto one of my nipples and he suckled away like a kid and I felt his hand move down to my wet fanny and his finger started to probe my hole. Noel stood there and looked on. I looked at Noel " you shouldn't have done that to him" I said.
He looked back at me and said "shut up, don't tell me how to bring up my children, fuck her boy" he replied.
The boy stood up, spread my legs and penetrated me with his cock. Luckily as I'd been playing with myself earlier on I was wet enough to take the boys cock, it wasn't too thick but was long and it wasn't all in yet, the boys started to push harder and I could feel it reaching parts of me that a cock had never reached before, "go on boy, fuck her" said Noel who had moved down to my fanny and was frigging my clit as his son fucked me, I could feel a series of mini orgasms hit me, not a full "oh my God knee shaking orgasms" but those little ones that just give you a quick sex hit, make you wetter and open you up a bit more. Noel, as ever the sex expert knew this and told the boy to pull out, but I wanted his cock, and as his son pulled out replaced his cock with four fingers, "she's ready for your full length boy" Noel laughed. He held his fanny juice covered fingers up to the boy's mouth and the boy licked them clean, Noel's other hand was wrapped around the boy's cock slowly wanking him to keep him hard. "Ready boy?" questioned Noel, "I'll help you get it in",
Noel then fed the boys long cock into my hole until the boy took over and started to thrust. I felt like one of those cows that the farmer has to hold the bulls cock to get it in!! Noel moved back to my head and kissed me hard then squatted over my face so that his balls were in my mouth, I had a mouthful of balls and a fanny full of cock...oh what had I be missing all these years. I felt the boy bottom out in my cunt, he was deep but he was still pushing, did that mean that I still had more cock to take? I could hear Noel telling the boy to "give her all of it" so the boy did. I felt my cervix give up its resistance and I felt the boy's nuts against my cunt, he was all in. I was full, stretched and had cock deeper than I thought possible.
Noel knew what was coming and he pulled his balls out of my mouth and moved down my face slightly so that his arse hole was above my mouth, my tough flicked out and started to massage his puckered ring piece. The boy was fucking me with short strokes, only a few inches in and out. That's was enough and my orgasm roared through me, the boy held my hips down, his cock still buried deep inside me and as I started to scream Noel sat down hard on my face to shut me up and my tongue went right into his arsehole. As I came down from my climax I felt the boy pull out, felt like two feet of cock was being removed from my cunt! Noel got off my face and the boy let me clean his cock, I slurped on his cockhead and along his shaft and balls, there was no spunk just my fanny juices so I realised that he hadn't shot his load.
Noel and the boy stood in front of the sun bed, a good looking well hung man and a defined boy with a killer long cock. "Time for both of us to fuck you Anne" said Noel...the boy never said much, just looked at me lustfully.
"I've never had a cock in my arse" I said.
"Oh you're not ready for your arse to be used yet, well at least by a cock, you're going to take two cocks in your fanny, time to get stretched" replied Noel. Noel lay down on the bed and told be to squat over him and take his cock.
My fanny was still open but Noels cock was thicker than the boys and so it took a bit of getting used to, I had to guide it in with my hand, I moved down on it until it was fully in my cunt. He allowed me to set my own pace, he just lay there and I used his stiff cock, slow short thrusts or long hard banging against his hips type strokes. I was getting off and this was only with one cock. Noel pulled me forward and kissed me deeply, I loved kissing, to me it meant that on his part he wasn't just fucking an old lady, there was a bit of lust and love involved. Of course it meant that me arse was now up in the air and my fanny on show stuffed with cock. I felt the boy behind me, he rubbed his cut cock over my arsehole, my pucker tensed, he wasn't going to fuck my arse was he? I felt his cock move down and felt it start to push against my fanny that was already full of cock. My fanny resisted and the boy pushed harder, "no, I can't take it" I groaned.
"You can and you will" muttered Noel.
The boy grunted, pushed, I felt Noels cock move in my cunt and my cunt opened up and the boy's cock slid in. I had two cocks in my cunt, I was full of cock, my fanny was stretched, and it felt like I was giving birth again.
Noel's cock was fully in and against my clit and the boys cock was about half in and against the arsehole side of my fanny. Nobody moved as if to let me get used to the situation and to let my cunt get used to being stretched. Noel lifted me up slightly so that he had some room to thrust and as he started to thrust I could feel the boy pull out slightly and then as Noel pulled out the boy thrust back in. I was getting tag teamed by them; they'd obviously done this before as they moved in perfect harmony together, like a well-oiled machine and my fanny juice was the lubricant. My fanny was gushing, it knew it needed plenty of lube, they increased their pace until everything seemed to become blurred, their cocks pistoned in and out of my cunt, in, out, in, out. Suddenly the boy pulled out and Noel lifted me off of his cock and then pushed me onto my knees on the sun bed.
They both stood there, one either side of me, wanking their soaking wet cocks, they were close to coming, I had four fingers deep in my gaping wet cunt frigging myself so I could reach a climax. I licked my lips, I knew what was coming next, cum, and looked up. Standing a few yards away with his cock in his hand wanking as well was Jake. We both looked at each other and both carried on wanking. I saw Jake's cock fire an arc of cum across the patio just as Noel and the boy covered my face with numerous streams of spunk. That was the trigger for me to climax in one long shudder, juices squirting out of my fanny.
They helped me up, both kissed me hard on my mouth; both tasting their cum. "Back to work boy" said Noel and they both walked off to the garden still naked. They looked at Jake as they walked past naked; Jake looked at them, pulled up his work trousers and walked back into the house.
Jake had seen me getting fucked. My son has seen his Mum being fucked. What was going to happen about it?
I realised this is what I wanted and I realised that I wanted more.
AARON
I was making the effort to get home more, unless it was too far to drive back from a job, rather then stay in a hotel when there was really no need. Being at home was great; Anne was certainly making an effort with the family and me. I'd never fallen out of love with her just fallen out of lust with her. She had always made the effort to keep fit and always dressed well and she looked so good. We were getting on so well and we were even going out for dinner at the weekend. I was considering booking a hotel for the evening rather then drive but thought that might be taken the wrong way so I organised one of the yards security men to drive us there and then pick us up.
The twins were bouncing off of each other, Jake had a permanent smile on his face, I knew that he was a quiet boy but he seemed to have come out of his shell recently. I decided, on the spur of the moment, to show him a bit more about how the business worked as, one day, he would, I assumed, take over the running of it. A few days away, meeting clients, looking at future jobs and a bit of Father and son bonding wouldn't do any harm. It even crossed my mind that I could arrange an escort for him and maybe for me when we were staying at a hotel...a girl, two girls, a boy, two boys or a girl and a boy perhaps...I'd have to think about that. As for Jill, Daddies little girl, but I'd realised that she wasn't a little girl anymore.
I'd finished work early, well early for me anyway, and was heading home when I realised that I needed to call into the office to pick up some papers for the next day. Although the yard and office was closed we employed a security firm on site to keep an eye on all the vans and equipment, it was worth a lot of money, I'd got fed up with the gangs returning late and leaving gates unlocked or not being able to get in because they'd lost their gate keys. Security being there meant that there was always somebody around. The gates were still open and the young lad on duty in the check hut was there.
I stopped for a chat, I was thinking of taking a few of the guards onto the company books and employing them direct and so sounded him about the idea. He was a likable lad, reminded me of Jake but this lad had the gift of the gab about him, he was a handsome well-built lad as well. I picked up the papers and thought that I'd have a walk around the yard; I liked to see the state of the vans and equipment. It was a matter of pride that our vans and lorries were always washed, displayed the company livery and were well maintained without any dents or scrapes. I looked in the cabs to see that they weren't full of the gangs rubbish, I'd even introduced a bonus for the best kept van and equipment that was awarded once a month, it was becoming a hard fought competition, I think that there was even sabotage going on behind the scenes!!
Jill's car was parked up in the yard, she'd probably gone out with a friend in their car and would pick it up on the way back so I wandered across to the workshop as I could see that the lights had been left on, I could see the light spilling out under the up and over door. The workshop was Dave's domain, he'd started as an apprentice and taken over when the senior mechanic retired, Dave's son was now the apprentice who was the spitting image of his Father. Dave worked all kind of odd hours to fit in with servicing the vans, cars and lorries so we left him to it, sometimes he'd work through the night to repair a vehicle ready for the morning or be working all weekend and then take days off during the week. I walked around to the side door and opened it. The floodlight over the vehicle lift was the only light that was on and I could see Dave standing there with his back to be, he'd done quite a bit of power lifting when he was younger and he was a barrel of a man so you couldn't mistake him, he was naked except for a white jockstrap.
There was a girl laying on the lift with her legs spread wide open and Dave was standing between them. In the shadows I moved so I could get a better view of what was going on. He had his cock in his hand, fuck me he was well hung and I watched as he wanked off over the girl's fanny, the girl was moaning as he spunked up over her cunt. I was getting hard and so unzipped my trousers and pulled my cock out and started to wank, perhaps I should walk across and offer to give him a hand with the girl? I heard Dave call her "girl" as he raised the lift so his face was in line with her spunk-covered hole and Dave buried his face in it. I watched as she bucked and had a violent orgasm and let go of a stream of piss. I shot a big load of spunk across the workshop floor....fuck, this was like a scene from a porn film.
The girl looked across at me, she must have heard me grunt as I ejaculated. Oh God, it was my daughter, it was Jill, I'd watched Jill get used by Dave, I'd watched Jill orgasming and shed seen me cum. Oh fuck!! Dave had called her "girl" but she was my girl. Should I walk out of the shadows and shout and scream at her and Dave, sack Dave and drag my daughter home? I didn't, I just melted back into the dark and left out of the side door.
I drove home, I knew that I wanted to be the man in place of Dave, I wanted sex with my daughter but I knew that this wasn't going to happen, was it? I was in bed by the time Jill got home and gone before she was up in the morning so nothing was said.
I put it to the back of my mind and drove about an hour in the opposite direction to the office to look at a roofing job at an industrial site. I'm sure that the site was a collection of units that had slowly emptied as the businesses had sold up and moved on or gone tits up, as far as I knew the whole site was empty so perhaps the landlord wanted to revamp the units and start again.
I don't wear a suit, collar and tie to work unless it's a high profile client so was dressed in a smart pair of jeans, company polo shirt and work boots, all clean and ironed, thanks to Anne. It meant that if I had to get up on a roof I wouldn't get a suit dirty or ripped. I swung the car into the entrance to the units and was stopped by a closed gate but saw an entry system so buzzed, said who I was and was told to wait. It seemed a bit over the top for a few standard industrial units, I noticed that the whole area had security fencing even if planting hid it.
Perhaps the units had high value items stored, I would need to know just to check with our insurers in case anything happened while we were working here, if we got the job of course. A young man looked at me through the gates and blipped the lock with an electronic blipper and the gates started to swing open. "Hello Mr. Moss, how's business," the lad said, I thought that I recognised him, it was the lad that worked at our yard for the security firm.
"What's this?" I asked, "moonlighting?"
"Other way around Mr. Moss, I've worked here for a while and just work for the security firm as a sideline" he replied.
I liked a man with a bit of go behind him, "I want to do more of this, I love working here" he said, always nice to see a man whose happy in his work. "I recommended you to the Doctor for the job when he said he needed a roofing firm that he could reply on and would be discreet, so I hope that you get the job" said Simon -- I'd clocked his name badge.
"If I get the job I'll see you all right" I said.
"Oh I'm sure we'll see a lot more of you here Mr. Moss" Simon said, looking at me with a little grin. I drove into the yard thinking why did they need a discreet roofing firm, the word discreet confused me a bit and what did Simon mean by saying we'll see a lot more of you here, wasn't a big job, we'd be in and out.
The industrial units, originally about 12, had been altered. There was only one unit that still had the original big up and over entrance door to get vehicles in and out of the unit and there was only one unit that still had the original small door for people to get in and out. On all the other units the big and small doors had been bricked up. If we got the job, it was a standard industrial roof, it was an easy job, strip off and renew with a new metal roof and a bit of edge cladding. In my mind I had already priced up materials, labour and profit margin, depending on how desperate the work was it would only be a week's work for two gangs. I parked up and got out of the car and saw an older man come out of the small door.
He proffered his hand, "Mr Moss I'm Doctor Moore, you come highly recommended," he said. We both sized each other up, as men do, He must have been about 55 years old, grey haired cut in a smart modern way, you could see that he made the effort to keep fit, broad shoulders and the shirt he was wearing showed off no signs of a beer gut. We discussed what he wanted and I said that I'd have to contact the landlord to sort out the financial payment arrangements, "oh I am the landlord, I own all this property" said Dr Moore. Well that made it easier. I asked what businesses were in the units, "oh only one business, the business that I run, we provide medical services for individuals" the Doctor said. He was sort of cagey, only telling me what he wanted me to know. I'd find out more, as I'd have to run a credit check on his company to see if he could afford to pay us.
"Well Doctor I'll have to have a look around the outside and then I'll have to come in and get into the roof spaces to see the layout" I said.
"I'm afraid that wont be possible Mr. Moss, outside is no problem but I'm afraid you can't come inside" he said. What, I thought how am I supposed to quote for a job that I can't really see? I explained that I was wasting my time trying to form a quote and needed to see inside the roof space, I told him that I understood if there was sterile or out of bounds areas but I needed to see inside.
"It's up to you Doc, let me inside or I might as well go now," I told him.
The Doctor stood there, looked my up and down and said "we offer very discreet, specialised medical services to individuals or small groups, we have specialist equipment and rooms inside these buildings so I would have to insist that you sign a legal confidential agreement before I let you in". It still didn't get through my thick skull, I still assumed that it was some kind of discreet testing, maybe blood testing or DNA testing but as I was by now intrigued what was inside the buildings I agreed. I should really have taken the agreement back to the office for the lawyers to check out but I just wanted to see inside now so I agreed.
The Doctor said OK, Simon would take me for a walk around the outside and then bring me back to the office. The Doctor pressed a pager in his pocket and Simon appeared and was told to accompany me and then bring me back to the office. Off we went, the area out the front of the units was pretty standard. Years of roofing meant I could estimate how many liner metres of cladding I needed and then I told Simon that I needed to see the backs of the units so he took me through a locked gate and round the back, this was completely different as large areas had been landscaped, there was a series of small chalets, each with a plunge pool and seating area discreetly hidden from each of the other chalets. And as we walked on a series of more basic chalets with one big pool, one of the back of the units had been fitted with big glass doors and it looked like it was a smart dining area and bar. "What is this place do you work here and live here?" I asked Simon.
"Yes to work and sometimes I have to stay over depending on the clients needs, and I love it here" he said. This place wasn't any other industrial unit that I'd seen before, more like a luxury spa hotel. We'd arrived back at the office, "hope that you get the job, enjoy the inside experience" said Simon as he walked off.
Dr. Moore handed me the paperwork and I signed it, I did scan through it first and it was a standard confidentially agreement that I'd had to sign for a few clients before. I did notice that there were hefty penalties written in if what I had just signed was broken. "OK" said the Doctor, "I run a firm that's provides specialist sexual services to single people, married couples or family's, whether they be straight, gay or bisexual. As long as they are over 18 and the services that they ask for are legal then anything goes, These unit are set up to provide these services, torture rooms, medical rooms, bondage rooms, orgy rooms, piss rooms, prison rooms, rooms that can be adapted for any fantasy, school rooms, gyms, you name it we can provide it. We also have staff here that can help provide the services that they are after. We have accommodation, fine dining facilities, swimming pool etc. We have a large number of
high profile clients from all walks of life so discretion is of upmost importance."
In other words I thought to myself, an upmarket brothel!! "I'll take you for a walk around, some rooms are out of bounds as they're in use" he said. Strange I thought, as I hadn't seen any cars out the front of the building, turned out that's they provided a limo service for clients. Well the walk around was an eye opener; if you think of a sexual perversion or fantasy then somewhere in the building it could be catered for. We found the access to the roof and he left me to it, he said that Simon would be here to meet me and take me back to the entrance. So I climbed around for an hour or so, the job, if I quoted for it and if we got it would be easy, it was a straight forward roof overhaul and as at sometime a false ceiling had been put in all across the units so the roofing gang would not be able to see into the units or get into the units. I'd already decided that I was going to load up the profit margin on this job, as I was sure we were the only firm quoting. The Doctor had already said that they intended to close for two weeks for a big refirb, all the staff would be on leave and the only people that would be around would be security staff.
I emerged from the roof space covered in dust, dirt, cobwebs and various other kinds of shit. I knew I should have put a disposable boiler suit on but too late now. "Bloody hell Mr. Moss, look at you" said Simon who was waiting for me at the ladder, "we can stop off on the way to the office so you can have a shower, the Doctor won't mind."
"Ah thanks, I'd appreciate that" I said, I was hot and sweaty....in hindsight I wish that I had said no, not bothered to quote and driven away.
I went into the shower room, it was more like a communal shower room you find at a gym, along one was a series of open showers with high and low nozzles and each one had a long hose with a nozzle attached by the side, don't know what that was for. There was a long gridded gutter running along the whole length of the room. I assume that the shower room was still being converted from its former industrial use, as there were still eyebolts with shackles attached fixed in the ceiling and floor. There were a few gym benches along one wall. This was a luxury being able to shower on the job so I stripped off and turned the shower on, serious water pressure, more like a needle shower. I had my back to the door so didn't hear it open and people come in. I was grabbed by my arms and shoulders by two big blokes, one either side of my and dragged out of the shower, I was slipping and sliding all over the place so couldn't get a purchase to fight back. For some reason the blokes were only wearing red jockstraps and trainers and I thought that they'd obviously just come out of the shower.
They dragged me across to one of the benches, one of the thugs pushed me face down on the bench, pulled my arms behind my back and then sat on my back so I was forced down and couldn't move. The other end of the bench was sloped up, forcing my arse in the air and the other goon forced my legs wide open. Oh fuck I thought, I'm going to get my arse fucked and I started to struggle. I heard Simons voice say "hello Mr. Moss, did you enjoy the shower?" he was standing there in a white jockstrap, he was a muscled little fucker, wide strong shoulders, big biceps, well developed pecs and both his nipples were pierced with silver bars, a small waist that showed off the rest of his body and strong worked out legs. His jockstrap covered a big bulge between his legs.
"Fuck off" I said.
While the thugs held me down Simon buckled leather cuffs around my ankles and wrists. "Guess where this is going Mr Moss" said Simon as she showed my a large cylindrical metal plug, rounded at one end, about 4 inches long and about an inch in diameter, a neck about 1/2 inch in diameter then it ended in a shoulder about 2 inches in diameter. I knew where it was going but it bloody well wasn't if I could stop it. I watched, horrified, as Simon spread lube from a pump bottle all over it and then moved around to my butt, I felt his lubed up finger rub against my arsehole pucker and clamped down hard to stop he getting his finger in there, the only thing that had been in there was the tip of Jason's tongue -- the male escort from Newcastle -- as far as I was concerned my sphincter was a one way valve!
"Its going in Mr Moss whether you like it or not" said Simon and with that he spanked my arse hard, very hard and with the shock of it my ring piece opened up, Simon pushed the plug in in one hard shove, I felt my ring piece expand to take it then as the full length was in my ring piece clamped shut around the neck of the plug...I groaned loudly. "Told you that it would go in Mr Moss, and don't try and push it out, you wont be able to get it out unless I help you and pull it out," said Simon. The thug got off of my back and pulled me up so I was standing, Simon put a belt around my waist, it had a strap hanging down with a ring on it, he pulled that ring over my balls and very soft cock and threaded the strap between my legs and fastened it to the belt at the back. The plug was now held firmly in my arse so there was no way that I could push it out, my balls and cock were threaded through the big ring so it looked like I had a cockring on.
"OK boys, string him up" Simon told the two thugs, they attached the two ankle cuffs to the rings set in the floor so my legs were spread wide, the wrist restraints had rope threaded through them and this was few through the eyebolts in the ceiling and pulled so that my arms were pulled up until I was spread eagled, I was stretched but not so that it was painful. "I'll be OK boys, you can wait outside" Simon said to the two thugs and they left.
I started shouting at Simon, swearing at him, telling him that when I got out of this I'd pull his balls off; I even called him a little queer. I think that was it and as I opened my mouth to swear at him again he pushed a mouth gag hard into my mouth and buckled it around the back of my head, I was now trussed up like a turkey. "I appreciated a mans body and cock but I'm not queer and I'm not the one whose got a plug up their arse am I Mr. Moss" he said. Simon moved a medical trolley across to the side of me and started to get some equipment out of it, "you're going to love this, you really are" Simon said with a grin on his face. He squeezed my nipples until they started to fill with blood and become hard little nubs and to these he attached what looked like crocodile clips with wires on and tightened them onto my nipples until he heard me groan through the gag.
He looked at my soft cock and said "these needs to be hard" and dropped to his knees and started to suck my cock, he knew what he was doing and despite me trying my best and trying to think about anything about what was going on my cock was soon rock hard. He put an electric wire loop around my balls and pulled it tight, not too tight though. He pulled my foreskin right back down my cock, its fucking sensitive and I hate it if its pulled back too far, and put another electric wire loop just below my cockhead glan. He disappeared around the back of me and I could feel him fiddling around with the plug in my arse, the wires he then plugged into a box on the trolley and fiddled with some knobs on the box.
I was starting to snort and dribble through the gag, Simon saw this and said "if you're going to be good and not shout at me I'll take the gag out of your mouth" I nodded as if to agree and as soon as he released the gag I spat at him, missed him completely but at least I tried. He just looked at me and pressed a button on the box and held it done. My body arched, and I screamed, my chest was on fire, my balls felt like they were going to explode, my cock felt like it was getting fried and my arsehole felt like it was having a fist shoved in it as the pulse of electricity fired through my body.
"Stop" I heard myself scream.
The pain stopped and I heard Simons voice say "I warned you Mr Moss, spit at me again and I'll turn the electro stim up even more."
"Sorry, sorry sorry " I whimpered. He stood there, rubbing his hands over my chest and arse and waited until my breathing had returned to normal, he adjusted the restraints so that I was stretched a little bit more, there wasn't a lot of movement left in my body now.
I saw him move across to the trolley and to the box, no I though I cant take any more of this. I felt a low pulsing tingle start, it was pulsing on my nipples that started to go really hard, most men forget that their nipples are sensitive and should work on them for pleasure, I often realise that when I'm in the shower I pinch and rub my tits to get that tingle through them, my cock started to twitch in time to the electric pulsing and as the power increased my cock was jumping up and down and as for the plug in my arse it started to fuck me, the electro was stimming my muscles and they were expanded and contracting pulling in and pushing out the plug in my hole, the plug was stimming my prostate gland.
All my sexual areas were getting hit and once and I didn't know how much longer I could hold on, I needed to come but no way was I going to give Simon the pleasure of seeing me shoot. If it had only been my cock getting stimulated by a hand, mouth or fanny I could have held off but my cock, nipples and arsehole all at once was going to be too much. Suddenly the intense sensations stopped, well not stopped but decreased as Simon had obviously turned the power down, my cock was now just twitching slightly, my nipples felt like they were getting lightly nipped and my arsehole and prostate were getting massaged instead of stimmed, I sighed, I needed to shoot my load. "I'll see you later Mr Moss, I'll tell her your ready" Simon said as he left the shower block and left me tied up, hard and being gently stimulated. Did I hear him right, in my sexually stimmed stupor, "her".
The door opened and I looked as a goddess of a women walked through the door, she must have been 6 foot tall, jet black hair pulled back and tied in a tight bun, dark skinned complexion, wearing a black leather basque that pushed her big tits up and out in front of her, her nipples were black as if to match the outfit, she was wearing no panties so her fanny lips were on show, black stockings and suspenders and black high heels and I mean high. She walked all around me, touching my arse, running her hand down my back, running her hand over my 6 pack, I stiffened as she touched me, she seemed to like what she saw as I heard her utter the word, nice. She moved across to the trolley and turned up the stim slightly and my cock responded. "Now Aaron" she said in a low voice, "if you're going to be good I'll take the gag out, but if you're going to be bad" and she grabbed hold of my balls as if to indicate what would happen. "Good" she said and I nodded my head.
The gag came out and I breathed in deeply through my mouth. "You're learning," she said and she kissed me deeply but still with her hand wrapped round my nuts. She pulled off a towel that was covering something on the medical trolley and I looked and stiffened....huge butt plugs and dildos, speculums and clamps. "No" I screamed, she squeezed my balls tight and I screamed again.
"Relax Aaron, they're not for you, you're not ready for anything like that yet" she assured me and picked up a big dildo, must have been 9 inches long and 4 inches in diameter, laid down on an inclined bench in front of me and pushed the dildo into her cunt in one go and I heard her exhale a long drawn out Mmmmmmm. My cock was bouncing up and down, my nipples were on fire and the butt plug was fucking my arse and her cunt was leaking juices and I could hear the slurp slurp noise as she pushed it in and out. She gave a little shudder and a moan and pulled the dildo out of her gash with almost a pop! "Taste it," she ordered and brought it up to my open mouth, I used my tongue to lick all over it, tasting her dominatrix cunt juices, it tasted so good.
"Open wide" came another order and she started to thrust the dildo that had been in her cunt into my mouth hard, trying to get it in deeper every thrust, I gagged and let loose a spray of saliva and spit over her hand that was holding the dildo. "You dirty little fucker" she shouted at me and she picked up the gag and forced it back into my mouth and buckled it up, I looked at her thinking what was going to happen next, she was in charge and I'd upset her. I quickly found out as she picked up a small leather whip with lots of small tails at the end, she showed it to me and then laid into, swearing as she did it, calling me a dirty little boy that must be punished, I flinched but was determined not to scream or moan so as not to give her any pleasure.
The whip did its work, down my back and across my arse, down the inside of my spread thighs, over my balls and across my chest. It was painful, bloody painful but she knew what she was doing with the whip, exactly how much force to put into the strokes so as I felt them but not that the leather tails broke the skin. I couldn't take much more of this, the electric stimulation of all my pleasure spots and now the pain and pleasure that I was getting from the whip and the mistress using it on me. I saw her turn up the knob on the electrical stimulation, put down the whip and pick up a leather riding crop that she bought down hard across my arse cheeks and that put me over the top, I screamed into my gag, bucked against the restraints and fired load after load after load of spunk out of the end of my cock across the shower room floor, it was like I hadn't cum in six months the amount of fluids that I expelled. I slumped forward on the chains and heard her say "dirty little boy" as she left the room.
I'm not sure how long I hung there, my cock now completely soft and still dripping, my balls empty and shrunken, my body stinging from the whip. The two goons came back into the room followed by Simon, the gag was removed, the nipple clamps and wires around my cock were disconnected and the goons took my weight as the restraints were removed and I slumped onto a bench. The goons left and Simon asked "how you feeling Mr Moss?"
"Aaron, call me Aaron" I replied. It took me a while to stand up, I guess I had that spaced out look on my face as Simon helped me under the shower and turned it on cold, it stung but I could feel it taking the heat out of my whipped skin.
