Opals Fantasy

Opal’s Fantasy

“A Gift of Ben Wah Balls”

“Ohhhh, my!”

You say, as the Ben Wah Balls are handed to you.  Large and made of slick, cool steel, they vibrate gently in your hand as you click them together.  Warming to your hand, they seem almost alive and you manipulate them with your fingers, swirling them in the palm of your hand.  I can see the small hairs on the back of your neck stand up at attention as the harmonics of the balls resonates up your arm. Your body is responding to them subconsciously, I realize and my breath quickens.

“You are to insert them in you – Now!”

The command cuts through the air like a knife.  It comes from a tall, well-dressed woman standing to one side of you.  At this sharp order we both freeze.  I look into your eyes and see that they are open wide and you have a look of surprise on your face.  And I can tell you’re not sure if you should obey her or not.  Fearful of crossing a line, you can’t move.  Nor can I, for I also realize that we are at a crossroads in our relationship.

We have come here to “The Place”, a small, well maintained but nondescript house half hidden from the street by a dense patchwork of bushes, shrubs and thick pine trees.  Located across town in an older established suburb, we have heard it was …, well, actually we weren’t really sure what to expect.  Your girl friend, Gina, had said it was a special treat designed for couples only.  It was never clear to me how she would know, since she was devoutly single, but I put that out of my mind, as you wanted to try it.  “The Place” is run by the woman who gave the command, known only as “Bayn”. 

With our invitation in hand, we had hurried to be there on time, as we had been told that we must be prompt.  I had not questioned how we got this summons to come there, nor why it had been delivered to our home by a special courier.  You had signed for it and breathlessly called me at the office to tell me to come home early.  It was all we could do to keep from attacking each other as we tried to dress.  The excitement was sky high and you squirmed constantly in your seat.

So, we drove down the long narrow driveway and, passing through a flowered gateway, we found a smallish graveled parking area.  It was totally hidden from the street.  We parked and sat for a brief moment, looking into each other’s eyes and telling ourselves that this is okay, we can trust each other to make sure we will always safe.  As we walk towards the house, I notice that all the windows seem to be draped in black.  A single brass carriage lamp over a doorway guided us to the house.

Upon entering, Bayn greets us very cordially but it’s almost as if she is meeting us in her office.  She welcomes us to her house, takes our coats, and then ushers us into a small foyer.  She tells us that she has only one simple rule, that we must consent to do everything she tells us with no hesitation or delay.  She continues that if we don’t wish to comply, then she will show us to our car but adds that we will never be allowed nor invited back, no matter that we might change our minds later.  Bayn is very firm and gazes at us with a no-nonsense look on her face.  And says nothing more.  It is up to us to accept or reject her offer.

We had not really discussed this aspect of our night at the house, in our rush to get there on time.  The thought of watching you being forced to obey someone’s commands runs a shiver of ice up my spine and I feel a stirring in my groin.  And I know that you secretly harbor a desire to be submissive.  But we had never spoken of this and now looked at each other, questions on our faces.  Gina had told you that Bayn was very adamant about her rules.  More curious than afraid, we had told Gina that it sounded like fun, a new and exciting diversion from our lives.  Besides, I thought, what could possibly happen.  What indeed…

With a brief telling glance at each other, we both say we agree. It’s a big step and we know it.  And, as if a huge burden has been taken from our shoulders, we both suddenly break out in laughter.  We are shaking from it and hug each other.  It would be a while before I realized that it was more nervous giddiness than relief.

When we are finally still, Bayn ushers us from the small foyer to a bigger room and bids us to wait. When she returns she has changed into a tight black leather outfit that cinched in her waist, causing her large breasts to almost spill out at the top while also emphasizing her ample hips. She carried the Ben Wah Balls in her hands like she was a priestess with a solemn offering.  And without a word, she handed them to you.

Dressed in just a short skirt and lacy blouse, you blush slightly and then start to turn away to find a bathroom to comply with the command.  But with a quick arm gesture she stops you and turns you back to face us.

“You will insert them here!”

“I –“

“NOW!”

With head bowed, you sigh softly and pull your skirt up over your hips, securing it in the thin metallic belt you had chosen to wear.  Pantyless, your freshly shaved pubic area glistens in the light.  I can see that you are starting to get aroused as well.  Your normally bright pink cleft is darker, like a glass of blush wine and your inner lips are bulging out slightly.  I know that deep down you are already very wet.  Still blushing at the thought of having to insert the balls into your pussy before both of us, you reach down and start to cup your mons, hiding the steely balls from sight.

“This will not do -!”

“Wha – What?” you stammer, alarm racing across your face.

“You must insert them so that we can see everything!”

Bayn’s face is tight, a slight curl on her lips.  I realize that she is enjoying this, playing the controller and demanding obedience from you.  She reaches out and takes the balls from your hand.  Then, with a swift movement, she forces you to bend your knees more, exposing your entire slit to our eyes.  It is soaking wet and puffy.  She places her hand over yours and removes one of the balls from it.

“One at a time and use just the tips of your fingers to push it in.”

Bayn voice is barely a whisper but the hard edge to it leaves no doubt that you must comply with her command.  She strokes your hand gently and slips one of the balls into your fingertips and then guides your hand back down your belly.  A slight smile plays across her face.  Her other hand gently strokes your face and she coos something into your ear.  I see your face redden and your lips tremble as if you want to say something, but no words are said.

You hunch over a little more and then, using just your thumb and two fingers, you gently roll the ball down between your swollen lips and slide it into your groove.  With a tiny push, the ball disappears inside you, almost sucked in like a vacuumed up toy.  As you pull your hand from your pussy, I see that you trail the fingers across your clit, pausing for just the briefest of moments there, and then jerking a single finger hard up under the expanding hood.  Once, then twice, then a third time, as a ripple crosses your small belly and you make that barking cough like you do when you come…

“Now the other one, my dear –“

You balance the remaining ball on the tips of your three fingers and then look up at us both, a goofy grin on your face.  Your blush has darkened and has now spread down your neck and to the tanned flat area just above your cleavage.  With your other hand, you pull and tug at your blouse, ripping open the buttons, revealing a lace and silk bra. The thin material just barely covers your large breasts and we both watch as you then slip your hand under the bra.  You pull it roughly over first one large globe and then the other. Your nipples stand up and crinkle as the edge of the bra catches at them as you expose them to us.  They bounce nicely, as you pull the bra up.

Standing before us, you sway back and forth slightly, breathing harder now.  Then, as both Bayn and I watch, you take the second Ben Wah Ball and roll it down your belly and down to your mound. Your eyes never leave us and your tongue slips out and licks your lips.  A faint gasp and then the ball is inside you.  You shudder and tremble slightly and then straighten up, a look of passion on your face.  Your hand stays cupped over your pussy and you seem to be daring us to ask you to pull it loose.  You rub your pussy gently, kneading the now bright red flesh and scratching your stiffening clit.  You’re breathing very hard now and you periodically close your eyes as if you are entering a dream like state. We both watch you for a minute or two, feeling your lust and desire, knowing that it is only just the beginning of our evening here.

“Good”

Bayn steps up to you and then, as she kisses you on the lips, she quickly slips a tiny rhinestone encrusted dog collar around your neck.  Attached to it is a short black leather leash.  Bayn lets go of it and it falls across your breasts and down to your waist.  She tugs at your skirt and it drops down covering you again, no hint as to what you had just done beneath it.  With a gesture, she urges you to walk before her and then I watch as you both leave the room and head down a hallway.  I am confused and stand there, not knowing if I should follow.  Just before she walks through the door, Bayn turns and looks back at me.  With the crook of her little finger, she indicates I should come too.  Walking into the hallway, I see it leads deeper into the house.  At the end of the hall, directly in front of you, is a single door.  Leading you still on the leash, Bayn opens the door and takes us into a darkened room. It takes a moment for our eyes to adjust to the low light.  There is little furniture in the room but one item stands out in the center.

“You sit here.”

Bayn gestures to me to sit down on a low ottoman and then with a finger to her mouth to silence me, she pulls my arms behind me and quickly snaps on a pair of handcuffs.  I grin at her, thinking that with nothing to hold my legs down, I can easily get up.  I’m wrong.  Hidden in the center of the ottoman is a single bolt with a large round loop at the end.  Bayn yanks the handcuffs hard and slips a small snap-hook, which had been specially welded to the handcuffs, into the loop.  She clicks the snap shut and then lets go.  With the snap-hook secured to the bolt, the handcuffs pull me down and hold me fast.

“You will just observe… for a while.”

Turning to you, Bayn takes the leash and using it, forces you down to the thick carpeted floor and positions you so that you are on all fours.  Kneeling down besides your hip, she runs a hand over your back and then whispers in your ear.  I hear you giggle and start to look up at me.  I am sprawled on the ottoman, feet on either side of it, pulled into an awkward position so that my chest is arched upwards.  My arms are crossed behind me and I’m forced to lean back on my elbows.

Bayn whispers again and you stop giggling.  I watch as Bayn’s hand reaches up and slides under your skirt, twitching at the skin and tickling it a bit.  Flipping the material up, Bayn makes sure your ass is exposed to my view, all fleshy and full.  You wiggle a bit in a small attempt to try to dislodge the hand, when Bayn suddenly slaps your bottom hard, using an open hand.  The crack of the spank echoes in the room.  And then is followed by another and another.   They aren’t hard but the spanking begins to redden the skin of your ass.

After a few smacks you are wiggling uncontrollably and I hear your breathing short again.  Bayn looks directly at me and slips her fingers down between the cheeks of your ass.  I watch as your hips push up to meet them.  The fingers rub back and forth in the crack of your ass and then two of them are slipped into your wet pussy.  They slide back and forth a few times, as you gasp and look over at me too, a wild look on your face.  You’ve never had anyone, save for me, do this to you and I can see that it has turned you on.  Bayn grabs your ass tightly and rams more of her fingers into you, forcing more gasps from deep down inside you. She pumps into you harder and harder, pushing into you and forcing the Ben Wah balls deeper and deeper. 

And then, just as suddenly as she had slipped the fingers into you, she pulls them all out.  Your eyes go wilder and you try to push back, searching for the fingers to go back in you.  Then, with a satisfied smirk on her face, Bayn suddenly runs a single stiff, wet finger deep into your ass. You squeal loudly and start to fall forward but Bayn catches and holds you, keeping you steady on all fours, her arm up under your hanging breasts.  She pulls on one of them with her hand, squeezing it hard.  She milks the breast, slipping down over the skin until she has your erect nipple between her thumb and finger, tugging it down.  I can see it stiffen and harden.  Pinching hard on it, she holds you tight, so you can’t move, although your arms shake.  Then, as you struggle silently, she rams the one finger in and out of you quickly, urgently.  The finger is long and Bayn uses it to her full advantage.  Never having even allowed me to enter you there, your face has turned bright red and a howl is escaping your mouth.  I sit transfixed, I have never seen you so excited, as if you are a new woman.  The howl changes to a moan and suddenly you hang you head and start to cough.  Your body is wracked with little convulsions.

Sensing then that you are about to cum, she, just as quickly, pulls the finger out of your ass.  A shriek bursts from you, in anguish that you weren’t allowed to fully explode.  Turning to me, I see you are covered in perspiration, a look of pure wantonness on your face.  Bayn scrambles over to where I am held down, leaving you alone.  You are shaking now and panting, that small cough, indicating you are cuming, a staccato bursting from you.  But I also see that you stay on all fours, exactly where Bayn placed you.

“Do you like watching this…”

Bayn whispers in my ear, more a statement than a question.  Then, with a tug on my pants at the belt line, she pulls me forward, so that my ass is hanging just off the ottoman.  This forces my arms back even further and I am suddenly looking up at the ceiling, my legs outstretched on either side of where she kneels.  She grasps my belt, unbuckling it and then deftly removing it.  My pants are yanked down just as quickly and she effortlessly pulls them off my legs.  I am held down, unable to move.  I can only stare up at the darkened ceiling.

Then running sharp fingernails up my leg, she reaches the waistband of my underwear and slips her hand underneath.  Stroking my skin with her nails, she digs in when she reaches the base of my cock, which is straining at the intensity.  I groan as she scrapes the nails hard against my cock.  Despite the pain, I am amazed at how it seems to lengthen and grow heavy.  A cruel smile spreads across her face.

“I will enjoy… making it so hard that you will want to burst.”

Bayn’s mouth is only inches from my crotch, yet she is talking directly to me. Bayn’s other hand is now rubbing me through the material and then with a deftness of movement, she slips her hand inside and seizes my penis, griping it tight.  She strokes me hard while she continues to scratch me with her nails.  I feel as if I am in a vise, held down by her arms and the handcuffs, I can’t move at all.  A throaty chuckle wafts up from my crotch.  I can’t see her and she knows it.  But then, humming to herself, she leans forward and rubs her face against the material.  I can feel her hot breath and the vibrations from her throat.  I am completely at her mercy and unable to stop her from doing what she will with me.  And I also know that she is laughing at me…

“You want to cum, of course, don’t you??”

“Y –y –yes.”

“Too bad. But you’re not … ready yet…”

“What do you mean?”

“SILENCE!!!! I did not give you permission to speak!!!!”

I shut up fast and didn’t say anything else.  I couldn’t see what Bayn was doing.  She still had her head in my crotch but the humming had stopped.  And then she dug in her nails again, this time on both sides of my cock, again at the base.  The pain shot up my dick until I thought it would blow off the top of it.  And felt it get even harder, if that was possible.  It seemed to automatically respond to the pain she was inflicting on it.   It amazed me that she could know this about me, since I had had no idea that this was a particular turn on.  She seemed to know an awful lot about the two of us, I had to admit.  Things that neither one of us ever dreamed of or thought about or even confided to each other.  But Bayn evidently seemed pleased by my cock’s reaction to her nails digging in to it.

“Hmmmm, that’s better… I like big, hard cocks to play with...”

“Unnhhhhh.”

“Now the rule is that you aren’t to cum until... and only when I give you permission…” 

Then the cruel hands are suddenly gone and I am able to stir a little, to pull myself up to a more comfortable position.  I can finally bring my eyes down to see what will happen next.  Bayn has returned to your side and is running her hand up your leg, digging and scratching her nails into your skin as she did to me.  You squirm a bit, trying to get away but I can tell that you are enjoying it, as your breathing again gets heavy.  Bayn reaches over with a hand and pinches your left buttock hard. Yet you don’t cry out.  Then the hand slowly moves up your back and becomes hidden from my view, as Bayn leans across your shoulder blade.  Then I hear a gasp from you and I realize that Bayn has run her nails over one of your dangling breasts to reach the hardened nipple.  A louder gasp and I can guess that she has dug her nails into the meaty flesh of your aureole and is scratching it hard, as she did to the base of my cock.  I try to hear what she is whispering in your ear but cannot.  Your ass practically dances, it is quivering so much from your desire and lust.  Then, as I watch transfixed your pussy suddenly opens up and your juices gush out and run swiftly down your thighs.  You are cuming simply from Bayn’s nails digging into your nipple.  A shrill gasp and then a whimper now break the near silence of the room as you let your orgasm take hold of you.  Bayn holds you tight until the trembling subsides and you quiet down.  She strokes your back gently, while still softly whispering into your ear.

Satisfied that your orgasm is now over, she grabs the leash and pulls you to your feet.  Standing up, Bayn looks you in the eye and brushes a few strands of damp hair from your mascara-streaked face.  There is a wild look to your eyes and your tongue flicks out repeatedly, licking your lips.  A thin sheen of perspiration glistens on your skin, causing your blouse, open and with your breasts fully exposed, to stick to you.  But you make no move to pull it off or even cool yourself.  Your shoes are nowhere to be seen.  Bayn runs her hand lightly down from your face to your chest and then over your breasts, looking you coolly in the eye.  When she is done she suddenly seizes the back of your neck and grabs a hand full of hair. You wince in pain but her grip is too tight and she forces your head down so that your mouth is brought to hers.  Bayn attacks your lips, kissing and sucking at them hard, thrusting her sharp tongue into your mouth and then mashing her lips to yours.  I watch as you surrender to this and your knees start to bend.  Then she is through with you and, with her hand still firmly gripping your hair, she pulls you back and away from her.

Tugging hard on the leash, Bayn then pulls you through a small door located at the back of the room.  It opens to reveal a small flight of stairs, narrow and dark, and she pushes you ahead of her. You both disappear, but not before I hear you cry out in shock.  And then the door is slammed shut.  There is only silence.

Alarmed, I yank at the handcuffs but they are firmly secured and I can not loosen them.  Try as I might, I cannot seem to get even enough leverage to free the small hook from the metal loop. Frustrated, I sit back and rest, unable to do anything else.  I am to be left alone, then, I think.  And what was that cry about, I wonder.  The room downstairs must be soundproof, as I haven’t heard any other noises emanating from behind the closed door they had entered.  The room I’m in, even the whole house, is now eerily quiet.  I strain to hear any sounds at all but all is silent.  It is as if I am completely alone. There is no clock in the room and I can’t tell how long they have been gone.  I try to count the minutes, but keep getting distracted as my mind plays back all that had occurred up to now.  I try to focus on something, anything, to keep going.  But it is a futile gesture and I go back to just thinking about the numbness in my hands and arms.  Time passes and I start to doze off, despite the fact that I am held down in such an awkward position.

Then after a long time, I suddenly become aware that there is a hand on my leg and I open my eyes to see Bayn staring down at me. The cruel smile is back and she is covered in sweat.  And nearly naked too, as I note, drinking in her voluptuous body in one brief glance. She’s wearing nothing but a pair of thigh-high black leather boots.  Her large breasts dangle in front of my mouth, the aureoles very large and dark and bumpy, so that my mouth instantly goes dry.  A flat stomach with just a hint of a belly followed by ample hips.  She straddles my legs and as she does, I see that she is completely shaven save for a very small wisp of reddish hair at the top of her mound.  Bayn’s pussy is a deep reddish purple color and her lips are engorged.  At the top of her cleft, poking out from under it’s hood, a very large clit stands at attention, fiery red and slickly wet.  Slipping a finger down between her legs and looking me directly in the eyes, Bayn rubs it urgently over her clit, inflaming it more.  Her juices are flowing liberally out of her and I watch as they course down her thighs.  She unceremoniously plops herself down on my lap and grinds herself into me.  My cock, which had gone down a little when I was left alone, responds through my underwear and springs up. Laughing, she bears down harder and continues to rub herself over top of my cock, teasing me as she pleases herself.  She leans forward and mashes her breasts into my face.  I am powerless to do anything except allow her to use me as she will.

She reaches around then and I feel her fingers on the handcuffs. I hope she will free me from them but am dismayed to find that she is only releasing them from the bolt in the center of the ottoman.  Having released my hands from the low footrest, she leans into me and pushes me back up on it, sliding me across it with just the force of her body.  Then arching her back like a cat, she lasciviously rubs her crotch hard against my erection until, with a couple of short gasps, she cums quickly.

When she stands up minutes later, I look down to see that my crotch is soaked from her juices, my cock now rock hard again and aching from no relief.  A look of lust must have been on my face and I tried to raise myself to get to her.  The cruel smile comes back and with a throaty chuckle she forces me back down, grabbing my cock through my underwear and shoving one of her very large breasts into my mouth.  I try to lick the hard nipple but just as quickly she pulls it from my lips, as if to say that she will decide what pleasure I may receive.

“I’m glad you like what you see…”   

With that she pulls me to my feet.  I am surprised at her strength, as she stands me up with no apparent strain to her muscles or back. And I realize that with my hands bound, there is no way that I could ever overpower her if I needed or wanted to try.  It was a sobering thought that I was so completely in her control.  Bayn then bends down and pulls my pants and loafers off me.  Straightening up she rips my shirt off as well, actually tearing the material rather than have to stop to un-cuff me.  And then I am naked save for my wet underwear.  She steps back and surveys my body and to give my cock another hard squeeze.  It is so painful I close my eyes for a brief instant.

Before I can recover, I am being ushered through the door and down the narrow stairs, stumbling a bit in the darkness, unsure where I’m going.  I had nearly reached the bottom of the stairs, when I stopped short, shocked by what I saw.  Bayn quickly pushed me forward and I stepped off the stairs and into the room.

In the center of the room was a large raised platform, similar to an oversized bed. Covered in a light colored fabric and padded, so that when one stepped on it, it gave slightly.  In the center of this platform was an old fashioned goat milking apparatus.  It had a series of small bars and latches, which would hold the goat fast so that she could be easily milked. It was smaller than the milking stall for a cow but was very similar.  The bars were alternately enameled in white or chromed.  To the bars were fastened small leather straps at a number of points, each with a snap lock fastener that was fully adjustable.  But that was not what had shocked me.  What had shocked me and taken my breath away momentarily was that at the center of this milking stall was a trembling and tightly bound you.

“Your wife told me that her fantasy was to be tied up and then pleasured… in a variety of ways… Did you not know this?” 

Bayn’s question rocked me back to my senses.  I could only shake my head no in answer to her, my eyes still glued to your now completely naked body.  You are on all fours, with your head slipped between the holding bars of the milking stall so that your neck is immobilized, yet the frame allows for some slight movement.  Lower down, your hands are securely strapped to the feet of the device. An adjustable bar has been added to the sides of the apparatus and it crosses under your armpits so that your entire arm is frozen in place.  These are the only points of contact that you have with the milker, yet I can see that you can’t move much nor get away.  Held down in this manner your body and your legs are open and made completely accessible.  And with the bar under your armpits, you’re forced to stay on your hands and knees.  The apparatus has been modified to ensure that you’re prevented from moving, without breaking your arms or neck, yet be fully accessible from every side and angle.  My cock stirs again at the sight of you like this.  Bayn slaps my ass with her hand and pushes me forward towards you.

As I mount the platform, a small moan comes from your lips and I realize that your bottom is now bright red, as are your breasts and nipples. It seems that Bayn has been applying more than her hand to you.  I can see what looks like whip marks on the flesh of your ass.  There are similar marks on your breasts, although they are smaller and thinner. But it is your bottom that draws me as a moth to the flame.  Looking closer I see a slight bulge between you pussy lips and, at the center of it, something wet and steely grey in color.  It takes me a second to realize that I am staring at one of the Ben Wah Balls and that it is still inside you.

As if reading my mind, Bayn steps forward, kneels down and quickly slaps you hard on the ass.  Your cheeks quiver and shake from the intensity, as a small yelp escapes your mouth.  The ball seems to vibrate inside you and then slides out of sight.  Bayn continues to slap your ass, alternating from one cheek to the other, but pausing a brief second or two between each blow.  And as I watch them rain down, I see your ass shiver from each blow and then a second later quiver hard on its own.  Puzzled by this, I try to figure out what is happening to you and turn my eyes to Bayn.

“The outermost ball absorbs the blow and then bangs into the other a second later.  It heightens and intensifies the feeling…”

Bayn’s explanation is punctuated with another series of spanks on your bottom.  More moans come from your lips and you urgently thrust your bottom up and spread you legs apart a little.  Taking full advantage of this Bayn cups her hand over your pussy and pushes hard against it.  You respond and try to push against her.  She bears down on you and then rubs quickly.  A groan now comes from deep within you and then I can see you cum against her hand, your juices copiously shooting out of you and soaking both her hand and your legs. 

Then Bayn suddenly pulls her hand away and your groan becomes a squeal of frustration and desire.  Your bottom cheeks are shaking so hard from your orgasm that I can almost hear them slap together.  Without Bayn’s hand, your pussy is on fire.  But there is nothing available for you to satisfy yourself, to push off on and satisfy that itch.  You try to lower your ass on to the platform but as your hands and neck are held fast, you can’t quite reach it.  Any further and you would choke against the bars, so you can only shake your ass in the air.

“I love it when they are in heat. …Your wife is like a little animal now, who knows only lust.”

Bayn runs her hand over your ass and looks deeply into my eyes, watching for any reaction.  I too, am turned on by the scene and have a hard time hiding my lust from Bayn.  I feel her eyes probe into me and know that she sees me with such clarity.  The cruel smile returns to her face as she looks at me and, despite my wariness as to what she will do with us, I find that my cock is stiffer than ever.  And it aches from being held down by my underwear.  I haven’t moved from where I stood on the platform, so amazed by what I saw there with you in the goat milker.  And now I find that I can’t seem to move my legs.

 

Bayn stands and comes closer to me.  Looking me in the eye, she drops her hand and then suddenly grabs hold of my balls through the material of my underwear.  She squeezes down hard and I am nearly doubled over from the pain.  She loosens her grip slightly and I find I can straighten up a little.  As she did with you, Bayn quickly seizes my neck in the grip of her other hand, bending my head to her.  I have no choice but to let her do with me.  She mashes my mouth to hers and bites and sucks furiously at my lips, slipping her tongue between my teeth and running it deep into my mouth. 

With my hands still in the cuffs, I can only let her do to me as she will.  I can feel her hard nipples as they jab into my chest and she rubs her body against mine, enticing me again with her sexuality.  As she brushes her breasts across my skin, I feel her slip a leg over mine and then her hot wet pussy is humping at my leg.  A strange feeling runs through me, as I become aware that she is using my body like a man would, to get off on me and take pleasure by masturbating herself by using my leg.  As she had used me before, upstairs in the darkened room.  I am intrigued and let her take me as she will.  Then, in the middle of humping my leg, her breath caught and she pulled my mouth from hers.  Still in the grip of her hand, she bends my head down until my face is at her breasts.  I try to mouth and tongue them, but she stops me with a sharp pinch to my balls.  It is clear that she is about to cum on my leg, as it was now as wet as her pussy had been. 

She forces my face into her massive bosom and rubs it over her nipples, in time to her leg thrusts.  I can hardly breathe as she takes her orgasm from me.  She practically mounts my leg and grinds her clit against me, thrusting her hips up and down in a circular motion.  Then, with a series of short, deep grunts, she pulls hard on my leg, grinding into my skin and cums furiously.  She thrusts against me for what seems like forever and then suddenly releases me. She stands back, panting and breathing hard, the sweat pouring off her body, glistening in the low light.  She hasn’t taken her hand off my balls, though.  But she’s not squeezing them hard any more.  In fact, it seems she is rolling them gently in her hand.

“Did you like that?”

“Ahhh, yes I did...”

“Would you like to finally cum then?”

“Please,…..if you’ll let me…”

“Maybe… but first I have something for you to do”

I let out a groan involuntarily.  I am so turned on by everything that has happened tonight and I had truly thought that she would grant me the relief that I so desperately need.  My cock is straining through my underwear and aches more than I have ever experienced before.  Knowing that you have been cuming almost continuously since we had gotten there doesn’t help my state either.  I am devastated that she has brought me up to such a high a state of arousal, teasing me with it and then so cruelly dashing my hopes.  I let out another groan and look at her pleadingly.

“Well, I think perhaps its time for you to enter her. Would you like that?”

Bayn’s question hangs in the air.  I quickly nod my head, unable to look away from her.  She knows I would do anything to cum and I agree with her, acknowledging my urgency openly.   With that Bayn leads me up to the platform, still holding my balls and stands me before your face.  I look down to see the lust in your face.  Your mouth is hanging open slack jawed and drool slips out and drips from your lips on to the floor of the platform.  My cock, already so hard, seems to grow harder as I see that you are in heat.

Bayn pushes me down onto my knees and then pulls my hands upwards sharply. A bar juts out from the front of the stall and she secures my hands to it.  I am pulled up slightly so that while I can kneel, I cannot move out of the position.  A pair of Velcro cuffs secure my ankles together.  My engorged cock is right at your face and, as I am fastened to the bar, you nuzzle at it through my underwear.  Bayn then seizes my hair and pulls my face up so that I am looking at her nipples.  She rubs them over my face as I try to catch them with my lips.  I am on fire and your nuzzling at my cock is sending jolts through me.

“Remember, you are not to cum until I tell you.”

Bayn whispers in my ear.  Then with a deft movement she slips her fingers under the waistband of my underwear and pulls it over the head of my cock.  She then slides it over my ass and down to my knees.  Exposed to the cool air, my cock springs forward and I look down to see you suddenly lunge for it with you mouth.  You try to draw it into you and suck on the purplish head, laving it with your tongue.  But you can only get to the tip of the head and a moan comes from you as you’re stymied by the bars holding you. 

As if by instinct, I try to thrust forward but the handcuffs and the bar prevent much movement.  With your hands held as well, I can tell that you are extremely frustrated too.  You can reach me a little but it is not enough.  Your tongue stretches out to lick at me.  But then suddenly you lurch forward, opening your mouth and sucking in your cheeks, vacuuming me into you so that you are now taking me more into your mouth.  I am straining hard against the straps and feel them give slightly.  We can’t move very much, but what you’re doing feels like you are pumping me all the way up and down my shaft.  I start to feel a rush that tells me I am about to cum, so turned on I am by all that has transpired and a moan escapes my mouth –

- Crack!  The sound of a small riding crop cuts through the air as it lands on my ass. It burns and yet somehow feels good.  Startled, I look up to see Bayn ready to strike me again on my bottom.  Bracing for the blow, I wait for it to strike. 

And then I hear the swoosh of another riding crop cutting through the air.  But it doesn’t hit me.  I’m braced for it but I hear it slap against your skin instead.  I look up in disbelief, at the sight of your girlfriend Gina standing there, bent over beside your ass, riding crop in her hand.  She is dressed as Bayn, which is to say, wearing nothing except a pair of high riding boots.  I am enthralled as, while she has been at our home many times, even stayed over a few times, I have never seen her naked.  With her pale skin and blonde hair, she has high firm breasts and a small waistline that curves down to a large and plump mons covered with a crop of very short blonde hairs.  Her small and petite pussy shows through the hairs and I can see that it is already bright scarlet red.  And the hairs around it are matted and wet.

And, as I begin to wonder how she knew to be here when –

Crack! The riding crop slaps hard against my ass again.  I realize too late that I’m about to cum from what your eager mouth has been doing to me.  I try to cry out to stop you, but my tormented cock has decided not to listen to me anymore.  It is now throbbing hard in anticipation of exploding on your wet and willing tongue.  You sense that I am about to cum as well and, instead of stopping, this fact seems to drive you wilder.  I try to pull back a little, so that you can’t take me in your mouth, but the bar and the handcuffs hold me fast, I can not budge from the position I’m in.  I give up, overcome by the wild sensations that are coursing through me and start to release.

And then just as quickly, Bayn steps forward and digs a sharp fingernail into the base of my cock while seizing the shaft roughly in her other hand.  She squeezes down incredibly hard and at the same time goes to pull me fully out of you.  You try to suck me harder, in an effort to keep me in you, despite her pulling on my cock.  Then, with a quiet “plop”, my cock is released from you.  I look down to see it is dripping wet from your saliva and my pre-cum, and yet still rock hard and engorged.  The head has swelled to nearly twice its normal size and is now purple in color.  Bayn releases the pressure from her nail and my cock stands up sharply.  It jerks in the air a couple of times, directly in front of you.  Upon seeing it, you give out a low throaty moan and your tongue hangs down.  You are panting like a dog and your face is a grimace of lust and frustration.  Bayn reaches down with a gloved hand and strokes your cheek softly.

I am pulled upright and stood before Bayn.  She looks me up and down and then bends down on one knee to examine my cock.  She runs her hand over the wetness and then brings her fingers to her mouth.  Standing up again, she looks directly at me as she slides a finger into her lips and sucks it clean.  Then motioning to Gina, who had been hovering off to one side, she brings her over to stand next to me.  Bayn offers her the rest of the fingers that had stroked my cock and Gina eagerly stuffs them in her mouth.  With a wicked grin on her face, Bayn then tells Gina to lick my cock clean.  Gina gives a little start and looks at her in surprise.

“Mistress, but what if he comes?” She asks.  As soon as she asks the question a look of regret flashes across her face.  She starts to open her mouth again, as if to add to her words, but she realizes her error and the words stick in her throat.   She quickly bows her head, as she already knows the answer.  Standing so close to her, I can see that she is shaking but silent.

The cruel smile returns to Bayn’s face and she starts to laugh softly.  She takes Gina’s hand in hers and leads her over to where you are on the platform and bids her kneel at your side.  Seizing the back of Gina’s neck, she forces her down so that she is leaning over your back, with all of her weight on you.  She pulls her forward sharply so that she is forced far over your back and her breasts, which were mashed into your back, are now hanging free.  Gina is on the short side and when Bayn pulls her forward, she is pulled off her knees and is forced to balance on the balls of her feet, her toes digging in to help make contact with the platform.  I hear you grunt as her weight is now shifted fully onto your back.  She’s not really all that heavy but with only barely the tips of her toes touching the platform, it feels that much more weight is upon you.  And you are still in heat, so the proximity of Gina’s bare skin and heady perfume is causing you to try to buck her a little, in hopes of having her reach down and rub your drenched pussy. 

But Gina knows better. Having asked the question that spilled out of her mouth before she knew what she was saying, she dares not do anything else without being told.  The position is awkward and she knows it.  Pulled forward as she is, her ass is now raised high up in the air while her head hangs down.  Gina can see your reddened breasts and nipples and knows that you want her to touch her.  And the perspiration that now runs freely down your body is now soaking her skin as well.  And the smell of your lust fills the air. 

Gina squirms around a little.  The perspiration from your body is making her skin very slippery and in her unbalanced position, she is scared that she will slip off.  Yet she knows that she can’t move very much, as she can’t have Bayn notice.  So she wiggles a bit to try and slide back up closer to your shoulders to keep from sliding down to your ass.  She knows that if she gets too close there, she will either have to push off with her hands or suffer the fate of falling off you. And that she can not do.  But submissive that she is, the idea is turning her on.

Her nipples are getting hard and I can see that her ass is shaking slightly.  It is also turning a dusky red and I as I watch, her pussy lips begin to swell and engorge. She doesn’t know what Bayn will do, none of us do, but she does know deep down that she has made an error.  An error that she will have to pay handsomely for, as Bayn does not tolerate any disobedience from any of her girls.  And her retribution will be swift and will hurt Gina a great deal.  She knows that she had been given a rare chance to enjoy being a switch and that in her eagerness her mouth had gotten the best of her.  And now she knows that she will submit to Bayn.  She might even have to submit to me or you, for this was a bad transgression on her part.  She had heard Bayn tell me not to cum and yet had admitted that she might not be able to keep control of herself or me.  So as a submissive, she can only hang her head and wait for her fate. 

Bayn is now laughing loudly, the positioning of Gina on your back evidently very amusing to her.  She steps away for a minute and busies herself in the corner of the room. I cannot see her from the position I am still held in, snug up against the goat stall. The bar holding me had been swung up, after Bayn had been pulled me off you and I am still held tight to it, crouched in a half stance, my erection standing up stiffly between my thighs.  And I am only a half-foot from your mouth.  So close and yet so far.  I can see you strain to try to reach my cock with your tongue, but like a delicious treat, it stands just beyond your reach.   A true psychological torture, a specialty of Bayn.

When she returns to a now whimpering Gina, Bayn is wearing a slim black leather harness across her hip that fits tightly to her skin.  It rises up to crisscross across her chest, emphasizing her large breasts and then circles around her neck.  In her left hand is a different riding crop, long and wiry, which she swooshes and cuts through the air, waving it this way and that, over our bodies.  She also is carrying something in her right hand, but keeps it hidden at her side.  I try to see what it is, without being too obvious.  If it is some device meant to torture one of us, I don’t want to draw any more attention to myself, if I can help it.  I am turned on by the whole scene, to be sure, but also getting a little apprehensive as to how it is all going to play out. It’s obvious that Gina made a mistake and is to be punished, but I have no idea how far Bayn will take it.  And bound as you and I are, we can only wait out our fate.

Of course, that is the exciting part of this, the part that we crave, the idea of letting someone else take complete control of us and taking us to places we have never journeyed to before.  That was what had caused us to contact Bayn in the first place, the reason why we were here.  We had both gradually realized that each of us craves the excitement of being placed in a position of powerlessness.  Where we can only obey another’s commands, with no say in what will happen. To be used by another and at that person’s whims and fancies.

But the introduction of Gina with her verbal blunder had changed the scenario we had originally agreed upon.  And that had me both excited and a little scared.  But as I look down on you, I see that you are only in a state of heat, completely turned on and given to no other thoughts than satisfying your lust.  Saliva dribbles out of your mouth and I can see shivers run up and down your back where Gina is draped over you.  You’re shifting back and forth on your knees and your ass, still a bright red from Bayn’s slaps, quivers gently.

And then Bayn turns slightly and I see the massive dildo in her hand. It is huge, a regular monster and looks like it’s real, with thick veins and a dark purplish head.  At the base, a good ten inches from the tip, are two massive balls.  It even looks like it has an opening in the end of it.  And there is a small suction cup at the base but at a strange angle, the reason for which I couldn’t figure out.  It will become clear later on to me.

Bayn strides up to the platform and comes over to where Gina’s head hangs down.  Idly stroking up and down the dildo with her hand, she kneels down and bending slightly, flicks the riding crop down onto Gina’s ass, the flat end deftly slipping between the globes of her bottom and landing squarely on her asshole.  Gina gasps and raises her head, a grimace on her face, but doesn’t utter a word.  Again, Bayn flicks the crop down on her and again strikes her directly on her asshole.  The effect is electrifying.  Gina drops her head down whimpering loudly while tears course down her face.  I can see her asshole turn bright red and bulge slightly, as it puckers from the intense stimulation.  Her body shakes from the pain that is running through it and yet she does not cry out. 

In fact, I almost think that she enjoys it a bit, as she slowly pulls her arms back and seizes her ass cheeks in each hand, pulling them slightly apart.  At this, Bayn redoubles her efforts and the crop comes down harder and harder on her.  Now the crop is hitting not only her asshole but also the area between it and her pussy. It too is turning bright red.  Pulling harder, Gina opens herself as wide as she can, stretching her ass cheeks to the point where her entire area from her asshole to her pussy is now exposed.  She tilts her hips forward so that her clit, hardening even as I watched transfixed, grows and becomes engorged.  It changes from a pinkish red to a bright crimson red and now stands out a full half inch from under its hood. 

Bayn bends over a little more and seeing that Gina’s clit is now visible, carefully directs her riding crop onto this new target. Once, twice, and then half dozen flicks rain down on Gina, eliciting throaty groans and moans from deep within her.  Gina lifts her face towards Bayn and a look of lust sweeps over her.  She suddenly opens her eyes in surprise and then I see her mouth open and close convulsively.  And her body is shaking visibly now.

Suddenly Bayn stops whipping Gina with the riding crop.  She takes the dildo in her hand and slowly rubs it over Gina’s face.  Gina had been pushed right to the edge by Bayn’s riding crop smacking into her asshole and her clit.  When it stops suddenly, she is left with a series of convulsions, a virtual memory of the blows to her raw skin. Being a true submissive, she craves the strokes that Bayn delivers to her and is on the brink of a massive orgasm.  But Bayn senses this and stops just before Gina erupts.  The sudden shock ripples through her body as if she has reached that orgasmic state.  She bucks and rocks on your back, her hands still pulling at her ass.  Bent over, she can’t quite reach her clit in this position without pitching face first onto the platform.  Besides, she knows that she isn’t allowed to either move off of your back or finger herself to pleasure.  Bayn allows neither.

 

But when she sees the dildo in Bayn’s hands, she starts moaning again.  Her mouth opens wide and she sticks her tongue out at it, in an effort to touch it.  She dares not move her hands up to reach for the large plastic dick, although she wants desperately to get to it.  Bayn takes the dildo and slips it into the holder in the harness strapped over her wide hips.  She turns once more to Gina.  I see it dangling in front of her, a monstrous appendage that Gina is now licking tentatively.  She knows where it is going to go and seems to be contemplating if she can handle the entire thing.  Not that it matters what she thinks, as Bayn is going to put it into her, no matter if it fits or not.  She is gulping hard for air now, trying to get ready for it.  Bayn lets her do this for a few moments and then throws back her head and laughs out load.  The sharp noise cuts through the room like a knife blade in the air.  We all freeze in our places.  And then I know that we are all in for a very long night.

“Come Gina, open wide, I have a present for you…” 

Bayn’s voice was again a whisper and as Gina looks up at her, mouth slack and wet, Bayn slides the massive rubber dick into her. I watch as a full inch disappears.  Gina’s lips strain to cover the thick pink head and as she opens up even further a large amount of saliva drips down to the mat.  She looks up at Bayn with eyes burning, satisfied at finally being used by Bayn.  Her tongue works the dildo up and down, as if it’s a real dick.  She slurps away on it trying to pull more of it into her mouth.  But it seems she is only allowed a little at a time.  Her face flushes at her desire and she is now sweating profusely, it glistens on her skin, giving it a warm sheen.  The sound of her licking fills the room.

Bayn smiles down at her and softly strokes Gina’s face with the back of her delicate hand.  Then, without any warning, she suddenly thrusts her hips forward.  With barely a muffled gurgle from her, the rest of the nine-inch dildo slides smoothly into Gina’s mouth and down her throat.  When her face is all the way up to the artificial balls that serve as the base of the cock, Bayn grabs a hold of both sides of her face and begins to thrust in and out of Gina’s mouth quickly and urgently once, twice, three times.  Each time Gina grunts deeply and closes her eyes tightly. 

Her body is shaking violently now and her slit is working itself open and shut, spasmodically, as if a finger is ramming in and out of it.  But there is no finger anywhere near her, for that mater.  She is cuming solely from the cock that is being rammed down her throat. Her arms are slack and she is fighting to breathe around the massive dong that fills her mouth, but I can tell that she is in heaven, the feeling of being controlled and used by Bayn giving her the orgasm she seeks.  I think that this is it and there is no more, as Bayn seems to be content to rock back and forth, the dick sluicing in and out of Gina’s wet mouth.

But I’m wrong.  Bayn suddenly looks over at me and smiles darkly.  I feel my blood run cold and I shiver despite the warmth in the room.  I had been so absorbed in what was happening to Gina that I had almost forgotten where I was and how completely helpless I was in this position.  Bayn’s look brings that all rushing back to me in an instant.

“Are you ready for your treat, my little pet?”  Bayn cups Gina’s chin in one hand and tilts her face up.  Gina grunts a reply I can’t make out, but it must have been the right one, as Bayn nods at Gina.  She reaches over and takes something off the rack in front of me.  I hadn’t noticed it before, as it seemed to be a part of the apparatus.  It isn’t. As she removes it and dangles it in front of me, I realize that I am looking at a large set of nipple clamps held together by a very heavy chain.  She swings them back and forth for me to see clinking them together hard.  The clamps are not smooth but have a row of short and sharp teeth set in the jaws portion.  The spring portion in each head is huge and I can imagine that with that power, they can easily bite deep into flesh.

A sudden panic hits me, does she mean to put these clamps on me.  The idea makes my blood run cold, as they would certainly hurt a great deal and I am positive would also tear out a lot of my flesh.  In alarm, I suddenly think that she might apply it to my near to bursting cock and that is not an experience I want to go through, by any means.  I start to open my mouth in protest when Bayn suddenly brings them back down and drapes them over Gina’s back.  At their touch, Gina starts to squirm again, arching her back in anticipation. She knows what is coming and a small moan escapes her full lips.  I can’t tell if she is in panic or outright lust.

Swiftly Bayn takes the clamps and reaches under Gina down to her large hanging breasts.  From my position, I can see some of what Bayn is doing.  She rapidly massages both of Gina’s breasts, almost milking them in her urgency.  She then seizes her nipples in both hands and pinches them hard between her fingers.  The dildo is still stuffed deep into Gina’s mouth and she can’t move away from Bayn’s hands as they attack her tits. Gina is moaning harder now and her bottom quivers and shakes.

Then Bayn is opening one of the clamps and placing it on one of Gina’s engorged nipple.  It’s hidden from me so I can’t see all that is happening.  Gina suddenly lets out a howl, cut off by the dick in her mouth, so that it sounds more like a muffled animal growl.  Bayn pats her on the back and then applies the other clamp on her other nipple, the one that I can see.  The bright metal bites into her skin and sinks in deep, turning the dark red flesh even darker.  Gina again tries to howl but can’t.  Her whole body is shaking uncontrollably.  A trickle of tears run down her now flushed cheeks.  In fact, her whole body seems to be blushing furiously while racked with spasms.

Then suddenly her pussy opens up and a large gush of her cum pours out of her and runs copiously down her legs.  It coats your back as well, to drip down on the floor beneath you.  The spasms of her orgasm shakes her so hard, she almost slides off of you.  Gradually she slows down as her body calms down.  Her howl dies down to just a deep guttural moaning and Gina is attacking the dildo with renewed abandon. 

“Okay my pet, that was your punishment. Now here’s the treat.”

Bayn reaches back to the large balls that serve as the base on the rubber dick and grasps them firmly in one hand.  Looking up at me, she bears down and squeezes them hard once, twice, and three times.  Gina’s eyes suddenly open wide and a look of incredulity breaks over her face.  Each time Bayn squeezes, Gina grunts and closes her eyes tightly.  And swallows deeply.  Puzzled by what is happening, my eyes seek out Bayn’s.  She looks at me and then whispers to me.

“My special mix. A combination of honey, lavender water and some of my own cum.  It is placed in the hollowed out balls and then when I squeeze them, it is released out the other end.  My little pet Gina loves it and can’t seem to get enough of it.  This is the treat she craves.”

“Oh.”

“I think I have been cruel enough for one night with the two of you.  Gina will be spending the rest of the night entertaining me and I have some new treats in store for her.  Since it looks like your cock is about to explode, I will release you first.  You may have either your wife or Gina or both for that matter.  I imagine that you have enough lust in you to take both of them on.  Oh yes, I almost forgot, your wife likes it in her ass, as does Gina.  I will return in one hour and then Gina will stay with me and you two will depart.”

With that Bayn pulls the rubber dick from Gina’s mouth and walks over to where I am bound.  She doesn’t bother to take off the strap on but shoves it close to my mouth as she starts to unbuckle the locks holding me.

“Or do you think you would rather taste this instead??”

I hope it is a rhetorical question, as I don’t really want it in either my mouth or my ass.  To my relief she doesn’t do anything other than release me.  I try to stagger to my feet but am so drained by all that has happened that I can only drop down to my knees.  Your face is still straining to get to me and with a swift thrust I push myself into you.  Lips and tongue furiously licking and swirling on the head of my cock gives me a near instant orgasm.  Suddenly I am pouring what seems like gallons of cum into your hungry mouth while a purr emanates from deep within you.  The sensations over power me and I thrust into you as hard as I can, my orgasm exploding throughout my entire body.

But in this heightened state I find the more I thrust into you, the more I need further release.  My cock is so overwhelmed by all the sensations bombarding it that it is harder than ever.  I suddenly have to have more of you.  The suggestion from Bayn takes hold of me.  I am suddenly conscious of the idea that I must have you in your bottom.  We’ve never done this before, let alone even talk about it. I wasn’t even aware that you’d even thought of doing it there.  And I certainly never knew that it was something that you not only wanted after all these years, but that it was the thing that you craved.

But I know that I have to have you right now and there. Pulling my cock from your busy mouth, I bend down and kiss you full on the mouth.  You look at me with eyes that say you want my dick back in your mouth, but I just shake my head no.  I crawl back to where your ass is thrust up into the air.  You let out a load groan, as you know instinctively what I am going to do.  Gina had slumped over onto the mat when Bayn had pulled the dick from her mouth.  Still lying there, she just looks at us, a lust crazed expression on her face.  I’m not sure exactly what she’s going to do but I have the feeling that she is going to attack one or both of us and I didn’t care.

I get behind you and see that your thighs and legs are slick and coated with Gina’s juices along with your cum.  And your pussy still oozes wet and dark, the lips swollen to twice their size, puffy and ready to be felt, licked or fucked. I want to do all three but first I have to have your ass.  My cock is still slippery from your mouth and as I kneel down on my knees, you suddenly spread you legs apart so I can slip quickly into you.  My whole body is shaking with anticipation.

As I reach for your hips and lean forward, I suddenly became aware of Gina’s body close to mine.  She reaches up and seizes my cock in one hand, rubbing the head of it urgently against your asshole and pussy. I can feel the tip start to push into your membranes.  Her other hand she cups around my head and pulls me to her mouth.  Kissing me hard, she forces her tongue deeply into my mouth. She positions my cock right at the entrance to your ass and then holding my head in a vice like grip, she breaks the kiss just long enough to tell me “Now!”  I grab your hips in both my hands and grab hold tight.

The head of my cock slides a good half an inch into your. I pull back a little and then thrust harder. Gina still holds my cock and is frantically whispering in my ear to push hard but gently. She helps push and pull me into you. I push and push, but it seems that you are too tight, I can’t enter no matter how hard I try.

Then suddenly the head of my dick breaks through the rim of your ass and I slide nearly two inches into you.  A groan comes from both women and I pull back until the head wouldn’t come out.  And then I thrust back in again, this time slipping even deeper into you. Gina drops her hand from my cock.  The next thing I know, she is rubbing your slit frantically up and down.  I feel you start to shake and quiver like you do when you’re about to cum and then you let loose with several small barks that burst from your mouth.

Gina leaves your pussy to place her hand on her own pussy, rolling down onto the mat and positioning herself so that we both can watch her.  She pulls her legs far apart and thrusts two fingers into her wet pussy while looking directly at us.  She slides her fingers in and out quickly and then, when she has our full attention, brings them up to her mouth.  We are transfixed watching her lick and suck them until they are dry.  I look down and see that you are so focused on Gina and her pussy, that you’ve almost forgotten I’m lodged in you.

And at that moment, I pull back and then thrust hard so that my cock slides all the way into you.  Spurred on by what Gina is doing, I suddenly came violently.  I grip your hips hard and ride your ass as hard as I can.  It feels like I have a bottomless well of cum, it boils and roils out of me, spilling deep into your ass.  I cum endlessly and madly, each thrust is more stimulating than the next, turning my cock into a burning, throbbing extension of my very being.  I am like a man gone insane and yet, I not only can’t stop, I don’t want to stop at all.  You and Gina are both yelling and groaning loudly now, your own orgasms sweeping over you like a series of giant tidal waves.  The effect is contagious and we keep spurring each other on and on and on, building each other up until at last the room is one mass of howling and screaming as we all came for the greatest and final time.

When Bayn returns, we are all tumbled together in a sea of sweat, cum and limbs. We have all collapsed into one pile and lose consciousness, huddled together as if we have become one person. 

Bayn wakes us quietly and, surprisingly, gently.  Wearily we rise and find all our clothes stacked neatly on chairs next to the mat.  We dress quickly and silently and then are escorted up the stairs to ground floor.  We shuffle to the door in single file, yawning uncontrollably.  Bayn bids us good night, standing in the doorway with a sleepy Gina leaning against her shoulder, her hand cupping and rubbing her breast, as one would do with a puppy.  As we leave we hear her tell Gina that she is to go upstairs to the bedroom and wait for her presently. 

       As we walk to the car, the first streaks of light are visible in the sky as a new day dawns.