Fine Dining - Sex Stories

Fine Dining

... flaming buttocks. By now he had a seriously sized boner on display. As he did so, the Producer took a long thin whip, and one at a time, hit each peg, knocking it off. Each time Athena squealed and gyrated, as the combination of anticipation and pain played out a fearful game in her head. When five or so had gone, he applied the vibrator, and then pussy whipped her clit with a small paddled dressage whip. She moaned and groaned, asking all the time for more, her need seemingly insatiable. So the torture continued, although Athena seemed to get higher and higher with each round. From personal experience Ross knew how this game worked; the last few pegs would be the hardest to take. Athena had once told him about slaves who had broken free and run off around the building, so great had the fear become. He also remembered how, when all of the pegs on his cock and balls were knocked off, a harsh groping was one of the most exhilarating experiences he knew. So it was when the last, the clitoral peg, came off, the Producer, who by now was very hard himself, pushed his fingers deep into her snatch, working her clit hard with the other hand as he did so. “Oh my God... I want it... I need it... fuck me... fuck me... do it to me... please... BOTH OF YOU,” she screamed, wanton with passion, desperate for meat in her orifices, dying for orgasm and release. The younger man parted her cheeks and lubricated her arse, making her cry out in ecstasy again as he slid his penis through her ...

... sphincter and deep into her arse. Grabbing her tits from behind, he deftly removed the clamps as he worked her nipples causing her to scream out again. Then the Producer entered her from the front so that strung up, with a flaming bum, throbbing tits, and a screaming pussy she was being comprehensively taken by two cocks. Down in the basement Ross could hardly believe his eyes; for here was his enigmatic, ice cold Mistress, always in control, until now “She who must always be obeyed”, being ravaged and used in the most abjectly submissive manner. Yet she was being filmed revelling and wantonly luxuriating in an epic double penetration. Astonished, he watched her lose herself completely in a colossal orgasm as both men emptied their seed into her. The camera panned in to her face, riven with exquisite pleasure, as she screamed out the untrammelled obscenities which so often accompany extremes of lust and carnal desire. “Wonderful isn’t it,” commented a soft male voice behind him. “I love it when they really go off like that... They are all going to swap over in a while... it could go on for hours.” Glancing sideways Ross saw that Dancing Boy and Chloe were standing by him, avidly watching the sexual gymnastics above. “Do you know which one of us was your bucket?” asked Chloe teasingly. “I thought it was you my dear one, because Zhenzhen and Xiulan were getting fucked by those men; Lina was down here; all the while two hard boiled career women were taking their lesbian angst out on ...