He was nice. Easy to talk to, not at all boastful and seemingly more interested in me than in talking about himself.
I was scared and felt so alone, yet I wasnt in danger and after all I had wanted this moment for so long. Now it had happened I wasnt so sure. It had been my fantasy for so long to be bound and gagged in my own home by complete strangers. So now I found myself completely hogtied to my own bed by two men I had never met before. My boyfriend was nowhere to be seen and I was taken completely unaware by a man wishing to take a meter reading. Before I knew it a second man burst in behind and I was carried kicking and screaming upstairs. My boyfriend had always promised me this gift but yet I didnt know when it would happen.
The blindfold and gag was removed my hair pulled back so tight. I noticed the men had stripped off and were holding a selection of paddles. I was told as a treat I could chose the very first one, I shook my head no and a resounding spank was delivered to my ass which was already positioned high in the air. The pain brought tears to my eyes. I was instructed that each time I said no or showed reluctance I would be punished.
I was told to then choose a cock to be fucked with first, both were the two classic options of long and lean and the other shorter but the width of a can, both scared me and I couldnt decide. Another stinging blow was delivered, this time the pain dispersed quite quickly and the warmth gave me a familiar feeling of wetness. I found myself wanting to be obstinate just to receive the punishment. I tested the water and told them to fuck off and on cue received a series of smacks. Ohhhhhhh yes I was really starting to enjoy this and wriggled in my harness to try and stimulate my clit. This didnt go unnoticed they soon picked up I was playing them. With that the big fat cock was thrust into my mouth stretching it so wide I started to choke. I wasnt given the option to stop sucking so had find a rhythm I could just about manage.
My eyes were bulging and my mouth so sore and assaulted when I felt warm oil being poured over my stinging ass. Damn that felt like relief and made feel so horny and wet. When my slit was being lubricated, oil mixing with my seeping cum I was panting and longing for that long cock deep in my pussy. All off a sudden with a thrust and a searing sensation of red hot pain he buried himself to the hilt in my ass. I shouted a protest and thought Id pass out. This new and unexpected invasion was something I had not envisaged. I began to panic when I felt firm fingers winding their way through the wet folds of my pussy. Even the pounding in my ass became a pleasant sensation as my clit was strummed. I started to enjoy again particularly when my mouth returned to normal capacity as the first man pulled out.
By now I was on full sensory alert and needed my pussy to be fucked, for all I cared every man in Ealing could queue up to fuck me now. Suddenly the first man was easing himself inside me, my god if he was wide in my mouth theres no way it would fit in my tight pussy. I could feel my cunt on the verge of splitting and eventually stinging gave way to pleasure. I was well and truly filled, I had a cock in my cunt and one in my ass both now working together to bring us off as a three way coupling. I was panting and groaning I shook violently on my ties and cried as I orgasmed, with that my bowels were deep filled with hot cum. Just as my pussy received a basting of seed from fat cock man I was paddled over and over by long and lean which brought me to waves of multiple orgasms.I was told I was a dirty little whore and if this was my birthday wish for this year what on earth could I wish for next year. Hmmmm I quite agree and I need to really go for self-depravation for the big 40. Yeah roll on next year indeed!
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