Shared for the Weekend - Sex Stories

Shared for the Weekend

... rubbed herself up and down, using my nose to stimulate first her clit and then her sopping wet pussy. She took some time using my tongue to rim her asshole, and then leaned in and forced my tongue deep into her vagina. When she was ready, she told me to stick out my tongue, and she rode it on her clit until she gushed into my mouth. She rested on me until she was ready to stand and then she stood, helped me up, and grabbed my leash without a word.

She reached into a small side table near Gwyneth, and pulled out a ball gag. She assured me that all her toys were clean, and proceeded to put the gag in my mouth and tighten it behind my head telling me "I want to hear you moan, and if I want your opinion about anything I will remove this, but for the moment you are mine could see her smile deeply and glance at Gwyn who was still seated and watching the whole scene. Gwyn smiled back and mouthed the words 'have fun' to me, before my Queen dragged me off down the hallway into whatever fun might await.

She led me along the hallway by the bedrooms, and up a set of stairs into an open attic space that was decorated and laid out as dungeon. It was beautiful and there was lots of light, many windows, and a ton of bondage gear, a St. Andrews Cross, O rings in the ceiling with ropes and some chains hanging, and in the middle of the room there was a beautiful, red-leather covered spanking bench with stocks at one end and a series of rings that could be used to bind someone in multiple ...

... ways.

"Your first task in this room is to strip fully naked. Take off everything you are wearing and show yourself to me. I may dress you later, but for the moment I want you exposed completely and utterly." 'A' took her time working the latex off of my body, fondling and exploring me as she proceeded. Once I was free of clothes, she had me put my shoes back on, as she said she liked the way it made my calves stretch and thin. As she was removing my latex, she ran her fingers over my plug and teased my rock-hard cock. She ordered me onto the spanking bench and directed my hands and head into the stocks. My knees held my torso slightly above the bench, forcing my ass to stick out and up. She spanked me a few times with her hand, and then connected my ankle straps to a fastener on the bench, and then announced that she was leaving and would be right back.

When she returned, there were others with her. The dominant who was dressed the same as 'V', our chef, was there with us, along with the submissive who kissed my nipples. 'A' ran a leather whip across my back and I felt it come down hard on the back of my thighs, which made me gasp, and then subtly moan through my gag.

"I want to be able to show 'E' what it looks like to have complete control over a slave. Do you want this as well?" I nodded my restrained head.

After a few moments, I could feel several hands running over my body. They reached under to pinch my nipples, and pushed and pulled on my plug. Occasionally ...