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The Flight

Chapter 15

Chapter 15

We had now been suspended for over six hours and no doubt had ingested various
tastes and flavors as well as different consistencies of liquids. Someone must
have noticed our discomfort because I felt a sling being positioned behind my
head to keep it in an upright position. Up till now my head was unsupported and
hung upside down for most of the time. I got dizzy at first but somehow after
awhile got used to it. Furthermore, every now and then when someone wanted to be
orally serviced the tube in my mouth was removed and my head was held up as a
pair of legs straddled my neck. It never ceases to amaze me as to what the human
body can get used to. As far as the different flavors I was tasting can be
explained, apparently the other end of the tube which was inserted in my mouth
was inserted into a number of people besides Ann. All this while we were still
alternately raised and lowered exchanging enemas. I thought nothing could be
worse. I was wrong.

I heard Jose and Lisa come into the room to join the French couple. They asked
what we had drunk so far. I could hear them listing all the people we had tasted
and ingested. I heard Lisa ask how much was feed us direct or by funnel.
Apparently a funnel was sometimes used on the other end of the tube that was
inserted into us to provide more variety at the entry level. I heard Lisa say,
"let's see" and my mouth was soon was filling up. I swallowed as fast as I could
as I recognized Lisa's familiar urine and then someone else's. I then heard Lisa
say she had never seen anything so erotic in her life. She sounded very excited.
I could almost feel her brain going ninety miles an hour thinking of all the
possibilities. The French couple then said it was time to clean us out.

With that I felt a warm enema entering me. I was told to expel and hoped it was
not going into Ann. It wasn't because she was going through the same thing and
the tube going into my mouth wasn't providing me with anything. I was "flushed
out" three times before the French man said "ze seem clean now." I was surprised
however to feel a new enema going into me. I felt a buzz so the new enema must
have had some alcohol in it. I then heard Lisa say, "let me control the valves."
Now I was puzzled. What valves? What the couple had concocted was to have all
the tubes coming in and out of us connected to a manifold so that by opening and
closing valves Ann and I could expel and/or receive anything from each other or
ourselves. A twist of a valve could have me drink my own effluent or someone
else's. Now the fun really began. The French couple was saying that they had
planned this plumbing nightmare for over half a year and could not wait to try
it out. Ann and I were the perfect Guinea pigs.

I was told to let my enema go (I needed no encouragement) without knowing what
to expect. It did not take more than a few seconds to realize that it was going
right back into my mouth. It tasted like wine with no other flavor. My insides
must have been cleaned pretty well. I heard Lisa say, almost disappointed, that
the enema looked too clean. For the next few hours I heard people coming and
going and heard sayings such as "What happens when I turn this valve"? I would
then taste either my own or Ann's or someone else's urine, enema, cum, or ??? I
stopped trying to identify the content or the source. What was going to happen
was that as people would come into the room they would pay to play with the
valves. For an extra charge they could attach one of the tubes to themselves or
anyone else in the room that wanted to participate, and there were plenty of
takers. The end result was that Ann and I would have to ingest and expel just
about anything. It was not only turning on the participants, but especially the
French couple who just loved to watch the whole scene, which was being video
taped. I did get a chance to watch the tape a few years later and was incredibly
excited watching it even though I was watching myself. I could clearly see the
tubes attached to Ann and myself. I also saw fluids going into and out of our
mouths and rear ends. I lost track of what I was drinking. I do know that once
in a while I drank something like Milk of Magnesia. I was later told it was in
fact Milk of Magnesia that we drank because the French couple found out that
ingestion of a large quantity of sperm often caused diarrhea. Surprisingly
drinking even large quantities of urine did not cause diarrhea, only sperm. Over
the next few hours Ann and I did in fact drink much sperm. There seemed to be an
endless number of men both straight and gay who visited the French couple's
"play room". At the time I did not realize I was drinking sperm because I could
not picture a penis being attached to one of the tubes, but when I saw the video
I saw how. Actually at one point I heard Nan say she saw a Japanese Bukke orgy
of some sort where women drank as much as a quart of sperm. She wondered if her
two slaves could do it. In preparation to their visit Nan had asked Jose to
collect as much sperm as possible and freeze it. Jose had about six months to
prepare for the visit and told Nan that he had collected about a half a gallon
of sperm. When told this Nan almost had an orgasm thinking of what to do with
all that sperm. She told Jose to get the sperm and let it thaw out while she
thought of how best to use it. She was at first going to pour into the manifold
connected Ann and me together. Her husband then said he would rather see their
two slaves drink the sperm out of a wine glass and see which slave could drink
the most.

Of course some of the tubes connected to the manifold had funnels at the other
end. The funnels were used to let anyone pee, spit or masturbate into them. Some
people came with bottles of liquid that they simply poured into the funnels.
They were instructed before hand by Jose and Maria on what was expected of them
when they came to the room. In some cases a male would get a blowjob and instead
of swallowing, the sperm was spit onto the funnel. I was shocked to see (on the
video) one male come in with a funnel taped to his mouth. He was led by a
Mistress with a leash attached to his scrotum. He was wrapped in leather and
wore a hood. She then had him lie on his back. His Mistress then inserted one of
the tubes connected to the manifold into the small hole at the end of the
slave's penis. It must have hurt from the way the slave was squirming. The
Mistress then had another slave milk him till he had an orgasm. She then pushed
the tube further into the slave's penis. It looked like it went in for at least
twelve more inches. She then sat on his stomach till one could see yellow liquid
going through the transparent tube. The tube went right into the slave's
bladder. Valves were turned on the manifold and I could see that both Ann and I
were drinking the slave's urine/sperm mixture. All this while the slave himself
was drinking other people's urine and sperm through the funnel. Some female
slaves also had tubes inserted into their bladders, which were in turn connected
to the manifold.

This orgy went on all night. Ann and I were suspended for well over twelve
hours. It almost felt natural. Since we were constantly drinking and expelling
into each other we were never full or blotted. Sometimes even a passing slave
was attached to the manifold. It seemed the French couple could not get enough.
Ann and I were finally untied. The tubes were removed and we were allowed to
rest. This was my last night and they wanted me to be well rested for the
morning flight home. I was still blindfolded but could tell it was late. Tonight
started with me being allowed to sleep without being tied to anyone. That was
short lived. Apparently the French couple wanted Ann and me to be uncomfortable.
This time Ann and I were tied together face to face and mouth to mouth. It was
very strange to have our heads tied together tilted so that our tongues were in
each other's mouth. My penis was also inside of Ann. Next our toes were tied to
each other again. Finally, however, our hands were tied behind our backs. It
actually felt pretty good. This lasted for at least four hours and I actually
fell asleep. At about four in the morning we were untied and this time we were
tied in a "foot 69" position. I don't think the French couple ever slept. They
just stayed up all night thinking up crazy situations for Ann and me.

This time I felt the toes of two feet in my mouth and soon felt a mouth around
the toes of one of my feet. With me penis still inside Ann we were tightly bound
together with our hands and arms at our sides. By now I was familiar with Ann's
feet and her toes felt good in my mouth. My toes also felt good in hers. My
penis also felt good inside her. I was again warned not to have an orgasm. I was
told that if I had an orgasm I would have to suck off every male employee in the
hotel. To say the least, I did not have an orgasm. At this point I thought this
would be the end of my ordeal but the following morning would prove different.
Lisa and Jose and Jose's Mexican dominatrix Maria had a contest which would pit
Ann and me against each other. It seemed that Lisa, seeing me in action for the
past few days, thought I could give a better blowjob than Ann. Maria thought
otherwise.

A call was made to line up as many males as possible. It was still quite early,
around 8:00 am. By 8:30 Jose and Maria were able to round up about twenty men,
with the promise of more if necessary. The plan was for us to leave by 12:00
noon so the contest was to begin at 9:00 and last till 10:00, just one hour.
This would give us time to check out and get to the airport by noon. I was still
blindfolded and told about the contest. There was much talking and I heard the
French couple join in talking about the rules. Everyone basically wanted to know
how many blowjobs each of us could give in a one-hour period. They wanted to
make the contest fair so the following rules were agreed upon. Both Ann and I
would get a helper. Ann would get Lisa and I would get the French woman (I never
found out her name till I got back to LA). Only the mouth could be used to make
someone cum. Ann and I would have our hands tied behind our backs but otherwise
would be free to move. Each male would be blindfolded so he could not tell who
was giving him the blowjob. The male had the choice of standing or lying on his
back. The "helper" however could stimulate the male to make him cum faster. This
could be anything short of touching the penis. The French woman quickly found
that she could make her male cum quickly by sticking her fingers up his rear. Of
course Lisa could see this and quickly followed suit. The two women did this as
well as kissed, caressed, and fondled their males while they were being sucked
off. The two men would keep score as everyone watched. By nine am the room and
outside hallway was filled with volunteers. Many of the volunteers were gay, but
since they were blindfolded did not know who would be "doing" them. The only
thing the men were told was that they had to get in line and do what the woman
told them and cum as quickly as possible. The volunteers were told that they
should only pull out their penises when they felt they was properly drained. Ann
and I were told that we had to suck out as much cum as possible from each
volunteer. We were told that we could not waste one drop. If we felt we could
not swallow any more we could spit our mouthfuls into a cup. This would not get
us completely off the hook because we were told we would have to eventually
drink the contents of the cup anyway.

At this point I was glad to be blindfolded. I did not want to see who was
sticking their penis into my mouth. Ann was blindfolded as well. As reward the
winner would have a free month of sessions when back in LA. The French woman and
Lisa had a side bet on who would win. Odds were given and if I won the French
woman would get a slave of her choice for the rest of her stay. If Ann won Lisa
would get $300.  At 9:00 am I hears someone say "comienzo" and immediately felt
a penis shoved in my mouth. I didn't have to move my head because the individual
grabbed my head and started to pump away like crazy. I also could feel the
French woman all over me and sensed her fingers near my mouth. I am sure both
women manipulated each penis to help make their slave win the contest. It didn't
take long for the first man to cum, and while I was trying to swallow everything
another penis quickly replaced the first one. It was going to be a long hour.



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