The Chair Shoppe - Sex Stories

The Chair Shoppe

... they began to gather around. He didn't know who they were. They just walked away after a few minutes. He thought about running after the hose was turned off but he was still weak. The urge was strong but he fought it knowing there was nowhere to run to. Where would he have gone. He knew it was foolish to even think about it. A cold chill ran down his spine. Helene was a Witch like Rebecca & Regina. Can she read his thoughts? does she already know he was thinking about running? It was so hot out back his body was nearly dry when he stepped into the clean shorts. Stepping back into the Shoppe he saw the place was still full of women. Some looked at him & smiled. 'Had they been among the ones who had used him he wondered? Helene snapping his leash back onto his collar brought him back. Many of the women watched him being led away out the back. He had looked for Regina after the crowd of Women using him had moved away but she was gone. Out back the heat hit him once again as he was led into bright Sunlight. The four men he saw earlier were there. One of them handed Helene a set of keys & led them to a Jeep with a canvas top. The boys looked him over not saying a word as Helene led him to the back. DK saw the sled & gulped. He knew what it was for. Back in the safety of his home back in Denmark he had masterbated reading about how Slave's were strapped to the sleds, their heads f***ed under the drivers seat where the Women would facesit them as they drove around the Island's. He ...

... didn't try to fight it. He lay on the sled, wincing as his bare skin hit the hot surface. Before pushing the sled sending him under the seat he watched her squat & lift the cover of some kind of glass container. Still able to turn his head he watched Helene pull four tiny men from the container. 'No' he moaned as he watched her lick each one before laying them on her red tongue & bring them into her mouth. Helene saw him looking at her as she chewed. She smiled as she swallowed. He held his breath, eyes closed as she slammed the sled forcing his head thru the seal. When he opened them she was looking down at his face. He began to suck in air knowing it wouldn't make any difference. She was still naked under her short tennis skirt. He watch her ass hovering above his face. He was scared, he couldn't help it. It was so beautiful as it slowly lowered to the seat. Light slowly faded as her ass grew larger the closer it came until it all went dark. He didn't need to see as he opened his mouth around the wet succulent pussy that now filled it. He began sucking after realizing he was able to breath enough to quell any panic. He never heard the engine & only sensed movement when the Jeep turned or rolled over a bump in the road. ************************************************** *********************** Helene pulled onto Shore Road & drove along the open road passing beach houses, & cottages. She could smell the crisp ocean air & hear the surf. She had pulled her long blond mane into ...