How I became a bondage wife
By Master2124
Chapter 5 Terry begins to take control
So there I was, kneeling in the entrance hall waiting for the guys to arrive,
leather straps buckled around my ankles, wrists and throat, my wrists secured to
my ankles, my breasts naked from my nipples up, and my cunt just visible under
the hem of the short black skirt of the maid's costume. I felt soooo sexy.
The guys began to arrive. The first to arrive was Jake. Edgar opened the door
to let him in. Jake stopped still in the doorway, amazed to see me kneeling in
front of him, almost visible from the street. Edgar closed the door behind him
and told him that I was there so that I could greet the guys properly when they
arrived. Jake asked him what he meant and Edgar told him to take out his cock
and let me kiss the "symbol of manhood." Jake was delighted to do so. The
sight of me kneeling there had made him semi hard. By the time he had walked
over to me, unzipping as he did so, he was hard as a rock. I opened my mouth
and engulfed the knob of his prick with my lips, tickling his piss hole with my
tongue. He gripped my hair in his hands as he felt my soft lips around his most
sensitive part. Edgar reminded him that this was only a greeting and not to get
too excited but to save himself for later. Jake reluctantly withdrew from my
mouth and tucked his hard cock, wet from my saliva, back into his pants.
Stepping away he noticed Tessa standing in the doorway to the living room. She
was dressed quite normally in comparison to me, but sexy all the same. She had
a tight crop top, which showed her nipples through, making it obvious that she
was not wearing a bra; tight hipster pants which moulded her lower body; and
high heeled slippers similar to those she had purchased for me. Between the crop
top and the hipsters was revealed a beautifully flat stomach. I noticed that
her belly button was pierced and sported a very attractive star headed pin. Jake
went over and greeted her more conventionally with a hug and kiss, which Tessa
took enthusiastically. Her hands gripped his ass, pulling his rock hard body
into the cradle of her thighs.
Paul, Jimmy, Gage and Sam followed quickly behind Jake and were introduced to
the same ritual. By the time I had greeted them all I was high on the sex buzz
and I my knees were firmly pressed together, the better to contain my excitement
and I had sank down so that I was sitting back on my heels.
Terry was the last to arrive.
He walked over to me but unlike the rest of the guys, he did not unzip his fly
and release his cock for my ministrations. Instead he hooked a finger into the
ring in the front centre of my neck strap and pulled on it to bring me into as
near an upright kneeling position as I could manage with my hands fastened to my
ankles. His foot edged my knees apart until they were spread as far as they
could go. "Little one," he said to me, "This is the correct way to kneel, back
straight, chest out, legs open. Make sure that in future whenever you are
kneeling, that this is how you do it. Now open my zip and greet me like a good
little slave should." He released his hold on the ring and I nuzzled into his
crotch, to find the end of his zip. I grasped it between my teeth and with some
difficulty, unzipped his fly. His hard cock was cradled in the soft cotton of
his briefs. He wore form-fitting briefs without a fly. I nuzzled my face
against him, enjoying the feel of contained power. Slowly I followed his erect
shape until I reached the elasticated waist of his briefs. I gripped his
waistband in my teeth, leaned back to pull the material away from him, and then
down to reveal his beautiful rod. I carefully released the material and took
the head of his cock into my mouth and greeted him in the same way as I had the
other guys. Somehow though I had enjoyed this particular greeting more than the
others. Maybe it was because I had worked for the privilege.
Now that we were all gathered, Tessa came over and unfastened the clips at my
ankles. Using the released clips, she fastened my wrists behind my back and
assisted me to stand. When I was standing, she looked me in the eye, slipped her
left hand between us to cup my cunt, slipped all her fingers into my well
lubricated opening, and whispered "You're really turned on by this, aren't you?
Well so am I. All those cocks you're going to get tonight. I wish it was me."
She turned, twisting her hand so that she was still holding me intimately, and
led me by my cunt into the living room. It would seem that our Tessa was
bi-sexual and possibly as kinky as me. I knew she and Edgar were fucking each
other. I had heard them at it this morning after the shopping trip whilst Mum
was fast a sleep in bed. I had peeped through the crack in the doorway, watching
as they fucked. Now I watched her ass as we walked, remembering how it looked
naked as she knelt over Edgar earlier, sucking him hard again after their first
fuck. I had watched as she had then knelt over his rock hard prick with her legs
wide apart and lowered herself onto him. She had then ridden him to their
mutual satisfaction I couldn't wait until I got one of these rock hard pricks in
my wet box. I had dreamed very erotic dreams last night, brought on I was
certain, by the lingering smell and taste of male sperm.
As I walked into the living room, I heard Terry say to Edgar, "I see you gave
her my little present. She looks good in the straps, and they are very
convenient for quick changes of position." So Terry was the one with the
imagination. I had dreaded the thought that they might have been Edgar's idea.
Terry turned to Tessa and watched as she led me over to him. He grinned when he
saw how Tessa was leading me. He waited until we were right in front of him.
When we were right up to Terry, Tessa released me, turned towards me and put the
fingers that were wet from my cunt to me lips. I looked her in the eyes as I
sucked her fingers into my mouth. I could see she was turned on by my ready
acceptance.
I heard the jingle of a chain. Terry spoke. "Release her wrists, Tessa," he
ordered. Tessa obeyed with alacrity, then stood back. Terry lifted the chain.
It was about 3 foot long. He passed one end through the ring in the front of my
collar, then through the ring on my right wrist. He took hold of the other end
of the chain and fed it through the ring on my left wrist and fastened the two
ends together. My wrists were now effectively fastened in front of me at belly
button height. "Right, now you can serve the guys their beers, whilst we watch
this video." He picked a video up from the chair behind him and walked over to
the VCR and put it in. The TV came to life as I walked into the kitchen to
collect the beers. Tessa had made herself comfortable on the 3-seater between
Edgar and Jake and was watching the TV with apparent enthusiastic interest. I
wondered what was on the video that could have attracted Tessa's interest so
markedly.
I opened 7 cans on beer with some slight difficulty, hampered by the lack of
freedom because of the chain. But I succeeded and soon had them sitting nicely
on a tray ready for me to take them through. It was a struggle to pick up the
tray but I managed it and walked through to the living room to deliver them. On
entering into the room I nearly dropped the tray in fright. On the TV screen I
saw myself with a cock moving into my mouth. It was a close up. My eyes were
shut. The camera panned back to reveal the fact that I was in bondage. I could
see that my body, face and hair were splattered with from ejaculate from the
guys who had jacked off over me. The cameraman was being very careful not to
reveal the face of the guy fucking my face, but I was not granted any such
privacy.
I went to each of the guys in turn, carefully crouched down before them, offered
them the tray and allowed them to remove their drink. Every one of them took
the opportunity to run a hand over my tits that were so brazenly displayed in
front of them. When I reached the 3-seater where Edgar, Tessa and Jake were
sitting, it was to see that Tessa had a prick in each hand, and the guys had
pushed up her crop top and were each sucking on one of her breasts. The live
babe between them was obviously more interesting that watching me suck of half a
dozen cocks on the TV. I felt a strange sort of disappointment. Edgar stopped
sucking Tessa's tit just long enough to take the beer can. Jake was too occupied
to bother. However, Tessa decided to take the spare can.
I returned the empty tray to the kitchen and returned to the living room. As I
entered the room Terry caught my eye and beckoned me to come and kneel in front
of him. I went over and started to kneel facing him. He stopped me indicating
that he wanted me to kneel facing the TV so that I could watch my own
humiliation. Of course, I did as instructed. I assumed the position he had
shown me earlier, kneeling with straight back, my knees as far apart as was
comfortable. He looped a piece of rope between my elbows behind my back, pulling
my arms towards my sides. This caused the piece of chain linking my wrists to
each other and to my collar to tighten. He leaned over me and kissed me firmly,
pushing his tongue into my mouth where I knew later his cock would follow. His
hands pushed the material of the maid's dress so that it lay beneath my breasts,
revealing the platform bra. He cupped my breasts in his hand and proceeded to
tweak my nipples, causing them to become harder and more prominent.
After a moment or two, he stopped kissing me. I felt bereft. I heard the clink
of more chain. He secured one end of the new chain to the other chain where it
was linked together between my wrists. He let the new chain drop down my front.
I felt him reach down behind me and through my legs so that he could get hold of
the chain again. Then he pulled it through my legs, up my back and through the
metal hoop at the rear of my collar. He continued to pull it through until the
chain was tight. This pulled the chain deep into my cunt. I then heard a snap
and realised that he had fastened the chain into position at the back of my
collar with a small padlock. My skirt was pulled up into my sex beneath the
chain. I looked down and realised that my cunt lips could now be clearly seen
hanging down either side of the chain that was buried so intimately in me.
I looked over my shoulder at Terry. He was smiling at me. "That will protect
you're virginity nicely," he said to me. He was using the chain just like a
chastity belt of old!
Terry indicated that I should watch the TV. I reluctantly did so. I was not
eager to watch myself being face fucked. I had enjoyed the experience, but I
didn't feel that watching myself in the midst of sexual activity was "right."
However, after about 5 minutes I found that I was becoming very aroused by it.
Not just from the images on the screen, but also from the fact that the guys
around me were so very obviously turned on by it. I am sure that the fact that
I was so openly displayed also had a large impact on my state of arousal. I
was, after all, a living breathing sex object!
Of course the guys weren't silent whilst they watched me getting face fucked.
There was a lot of ribbing going on between them. There was cat calling about
the size and shape of the dicks I was sucking. There were many comments on my
"technique" or rather lack of it. There were comments about my tits, about the
amount of come I had swallowed, and about how much overflowed my mouth,
especially early on when the guys were still fresh. There were comments on just
how good it felt to get a blowjob. There were comments on how good it felt to
face fuck a girl who couldn't refuse. There were comments about my cunt and
heartfelt wishes about getting to fuck me there. There was even comments when
the video camera was viewing be from the back, about what a sweet ass hole I had
and how it would be nice to double fuck me. I chilled a little at the idea of
someone fucking me in the ass. That was not something I had ever thought about
before, but it did seem that the guys liked the idea.
Eventually the video came to an end.
Terry called over to Tessa and asked her if she would like to help me in
servicing the guys. She agreed whole-heartedly. And so it began again, another
round of blowjobs for the guys.
Tessa came and knelt down beside me. Terry had an idea. "I think it's only
fair, if you are going to help Angie out, then you should be in the same
position as she is." With great enthusiasm the guys assisted Terry to tie Tessa
into a similar position, except that Terry used rope throughout, as he did not
have another set of straps or chains. With her crop top pushed up Tessa was
showing off her fine tits, but the guys let her keep her hipster pants on.
Using rope, Terry had created a collar for Tessa and had also run rope from her
wrist bondage down though her legs and up to the rope collar. I was amazed that
Terry would do this to his sister and even more amazed that Tessa allowed him to
do so without protest.
When Terry had finished tying Tessa up, he told the guys to strip so that our
job would be easier. The guys rushed to comply. When they were all buck naked,
Terry brought forward the trusted pack of cards so that the guys could cut for
turns. Then he challenged us to take our time in bringing the guys off and to
make it last. He said that the one who managed to keep their guy hot and hard
for the longest with out making him come would receive a reward, and the one who
didn't would be punished. He didn't elaborate but we both wanted to win,
although I expected Tessa to do so as she had more experience than I had, after
all, I had only blown my first cock the night before!
Paul and Jake won the cut for first up, so Terry shuffled the pack and had them
cut again to see who had the choice of girl. Jake won and opted for Tessa. I
wasn't surprised; after all she had been fondling his cock earlier whilst he had
been enthusiastically sucking on her naked tit.
Paul presented his ridged tool to my lips and I opened my mouth to allow him to
push the head of his prick between my lips. With my hands tied in front of my,
I found that I could touch his upper thighs and so I held him as best I could.
It gave me a feeling that at least I had some control, even if it wasn't very
much. In reality it was more perceptive than actual. His cock filled my mouth
and started to nudge at the back of my throat. I realised that Paul did not
care whether I one or lost. All he was interested in was the pressure in his
nuts, his desire to come. My part in this event as far as he was concerned was
purely to be a receptacle for his fluids and an object of his lust.
I glanced sideways at Tessa. She hadn't even taken Jakes cock into her mouth
yet. She was sucking his balls, and as she did so I saw him get harder, if that
was possible. He was standing with his hands on his hips; his pelvis thrust
forward, his head back and his eyes closed. I tried to lift my head off Paul's
cock but he would have none of it. His hands grasped my hair and forced me down
onto his cock, just as all the guys had one the previous night. No finesse for
Paul. All he wanted was to get his rocks off, and as fast as possible. I
resigned myself to the inevitable. I was helpless in front of him. I was a
tightly fastened package of sexual slutishness with no hope of redemption from
the punishment to come.
Of course Paul climaxed first, poring his fluids direct into my stomach he was
so far down my throat. Tessa made Jake last another five minutes. I watched her
in awe. She was obviously a very experienced cocksucker. She kept him on edge
all that time, with his flagpole sticking up into the air. In fact, she never
actually took him into her mouth until the very last moment. She succeeded in
making him come from the sensation of her lips on his ball sack, and on the
length of his organ, which she nibbled and sucked, causing him to groan and
plead with her to finish him off. It looked to me as if she could keep him that
way for quite a while longer, but she took pity on me, not wishing I am sure, to
show up my inexperience too much. As I watched she pushed a finger up Jake's ass
and suddenly he was spurting in a high fountain up over her head. She quickly
covered the end of his surging cock with her mouth, and proceeded to milk the
rest of his come, swallowing every remaining drop.
All the guys, except Jake, applauded her performance. Jake had slowly slumped
down to the ground in front off Tessa, totally drained, a look of beatific
delight on his face.
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