And Then Came Dessert - Sex Stories

And Then Came Dessert

... around. The place was truly spooky. What had these walls seen and heard? Why had Al refused to tell me more about this room? What ever had transpired in here, it had to be far worse than the toilet practices he had confessed to me. A shiver ran down my spine. Marie came back into the room some twenty minutes later. Like a clumsy monster of Frankenstein from some third-rate movie she hunched forward to step through the doorway. She had changed into a leather outfit in the form of a strapless corset which was wrapped around her body and strapped with crisscrossing straps and hooks so tightly that her breasts and the flesh of her armpits bulged under the strain. Her arms and shoulders were naked, the pale skin contrasting with the black leather. The lower part of her body was clad in a fishnet pantyhose, which had an opening in the front through with her blond bush was poking out. A pair of high heel needle point shoes were on her feet, rendering her even taller than she already was. She had undone her hair, which was now draping onto her shoulders and down her back. ‘Step over here.’ She was standing next to the vaulting horse. She signaled me to step onto a small platform that was in front of it and instructed me to spread my legs. With leather straps that were attached to the side of the platform she tied down the cuffs of my ankle chain, disabling me to lift or close my legs. Then she ordered me to lift my arms and lean forward over the horse. The chain between my wrists ...

... clattered onto the floor on the other side. She walked around the apparatus and grabbing the chain, pulled me down until I was draped over the vaulting horse with my head in a downward position. She lashed a leather strap that was attached to a hook in the floor through the chain between my wrists and pulled it tight before tying it back to the hook. As a result, I was strapped tight over the horse laterally with my ass sticking up and my lower body upside down, completely immobilized and defenseless. The whole thing had taken her less than a minute to pull off. I could hear her rummaging through the cabinet behind me. I strained to look, but the effort of lifting and turning my head was too great. The clanging and rattling noise continued for a while, then stopped. She must have found what she was looking for. Nothing happened for a while, then her feet showed up beneath my face. I saw her knees double as she squatted and something heavy tapped the top of my head. When I lifted my head, the tip of a thick black rubber dildo slid over my face and came to rest on my lips. It was smooth and shiny and its base was attached to a broad rubber triangle which she had strapped around her waist in such a way that the phallus seemed to be protruding from her crotch. ‘Open your mouth, bitch. I need you to suck my dick before I ram it up your tight little cunt.’ She grabbed the dildo in her fist like men often do and tapped my lips with it. I opened my mouth. She pushed it in until I could ...