Written by Anna

BDSM
23 Mar 2011


When I finished the first part of the story I'd just been suspended from the ceiling by my arms and legs, my cunt sewn shut, mouth forced open with a metal gag, a huge butt plug up my arse. I let my head fall back, waiting for a cock to be pushed in my mouth. My legs were spread wide in a V, someone was crouched next to me, twisting the plug from my arse. My nipples felt as if they were on fire, throbbing and hard, sensitive when touched. The leather hood was grabbed, pulling my head further back and a hard fat cock shoved in my mouth and straight down my throat, fucking my face. The butt plug had just been prised out of my arse, I tensed expecting a second cock to penetrate my body. Before my arse hole could shut, instead of a cock, I felt slippery fingers being pushed in, twisting back and fore, stretching my arse hole wide open. I felt his thumb, slip in with his fingers, a hot stab of pain as forced his fist inside my back passage. He pushed harder and slid his large fist right up my arse and began to fist my arse hole. I would have screamed, pain and pleasure, the satisfying feeling of having my arse fisted, had it not been for the cock down my throat. I strained, arching my back as I took them. Someone held me still, preventing me swinging to much. The cock in my mouth began to fuck my face faster, I could hear him grunt, his cock swelling in my mouth when with a couple more thrusts he shot his load down my throat. I raised my head as Martin undid the zips covering my eyes so I could see. The bloke had been fisting my arse for several minutes and slowly withdrew his arm, stood between my legs and fed his cock up my arse giving me his substantial length. As he fucked my arse, one of the others took hold of my clit ring tugging it hard, frigging my clitoris. I could feel an orgasm building, my cunt felt wet, juices seeping out , trickling towards my arse despite my cunt still being sewn tightly shut. With a nice long hard cock filling my arse, my erect clitty being pleasured. I moaned and climaxed, waves of pleasure spreading through my body from my cunt, tits and arse. The guy arse fucking me stood still, with his length buried inside me, watching as Martin gripped one of my nipples, pulling it hard, a flash of pain, made me shudder. I watched as he was handed something and deftly inserted, what looked like a chrome meat hook through the nipple, then pinched the other and did the same with that nipple. He tied silk rope to the other ends of the meat hooks, then pulled the rope, feeding and securing it through an eye in the beam above, elongating my tits, stretching my nipples to points.

The the guy fucking my arse slid his cock out, one of the others took his place, slipping his hardness in my bum, easily and smoothly sliding his cock up me, keeping my arse full. Then wow, he was right up my arse, he was wearing some sort of spiked ring around the base of his cock and each time he thrust up my arse, little pin pricks pierced the flesh surrounding my arse hole. The bloke who'd been fucking my arse, moved to my head, pushed my head down as Martin zipped the hood back over my eyes. The last thing I saw was a hard cock, which though I'd douched earlier, was flecked with my shit, aiming for my mouth, held open by the steel gag. I'll do arse to mouth but it's not one of my favourite things, I'd seen his face and decided a bit of special treatment was in store for him later. He pushed his dirty cock in my mouth and began to fuck my face, both to fucking me. I swung between them, the hooks through my nipples, one moment painfully taut, the next, all the strain released. I could taste shit on his prick as he fucked my face, but was distracted from it, savouring the pain as the meat hooks stretched my flesh, the pierced holes through my nipples getting bigger, as I swung, my tits bearing some of my weight. They both started grunting as they fucked me, swinging me to the point when my tits would stretch no further, the restraining, safety ropes attached to my corset, preventing injury but not the beautiful pain, verging on agony, then the ecstasy. The guy fucking my arse shafted me harder, the spiked ring digging in to my arse, each time I felt the numerous pin pricks stabbing around my arse hole brought me closer to orgasm until I felt his cock spasm as he spunked inside me followed by the other one shooting his sperm down my throat. That was all I needed to bring me to climax. They withdrew their cocks from my body and left me slowly swinging from the ceiling.

I waited, I’d enough for one night, more would spoil the enjoyment of the evening for me and I wanted some cock in my pussy. I signalled with my hand the I wanted to be released and kept still as Martin carefully untied me with the help of two of the men and lowered me to the floor. Martin, removed the hood, and the metal gag prongs from my mouth. The ropes and chains were removed leaving the cuffs, and the meat hooks piercing my nipples. He carefully unstitched my cunt and replaced the rings in my pussy lips. He laid me on the floor, over some cushions, with my legs parted, slipping his cock in and out of my pussy, the rings of hell tight around his erect prick as he fucked me whilst massaging my shoulders and back, until the numbness subsided and feeling came back in my arms and legs. I lay with Martin fucking me for several minutes until he came in my cunt and he continued fucking me to orgasm. After about 10 minutes I got up and went upstairs to clean my teeth and rinse my mouth out with freshener to get rid of the lingering taste of shit and downed several glasses of water. In the bedroom I checked my body running my hands over the ridges across my buttocks, touching the weals on my tits. I liked the look of the hooks through my nipples but decided against hanging any weights from them, my tits were a bit tender and sore. I bent over in front of the mirror, spreading my buttocks, checking my arse. I thought that the spiked ring may have broken the skin but there was just a ring of red pin pricks in a circle around my arse hole, a dribble of spunk leaked out as I looked. I wiped it off before changing in to a pair of thigh boots, collecting a few things I wanted from my collection, before going back down stairs.

Martin was waiting in the hall and told me they were ready for me, giving me a few hints what they wanted. The guy who fucked me in the mouth after fucking my arse was strung up waiting, arms above his head. One of the others was kneeling on the floor, arms cuffed behind his back. I walked up to him placed my foot on his cock and pressed, grabbed his hair and pulled his face between my legs and told him to lick my cunt. He stuck his tongue out and licked along my gash, I pulled his head more firmly against my pussy and told him I wanted to feel his tongue in my cunt. I ground the sole of my boot harder against his cock, he gasped opening his mouth, I thrust my cunt against his mouth. I picked up my studded gloves and put them on and reached for a cane. I looked at the guy hanging from the ceiling hooks, “What's your name?” I asked sweetly. “Jim” he replied. “Did you enjoy fucking me up the arse, Jim?” “Yes” he replied. “How about fucking my mouth with shit on your cock. Did you enjoy that?” I enquired smiling at him. “That was great not many women will do arse to mouth” he told me. “Not one of my favourites either, but never mind.” As I finished speaking I quickly slashed him with the cane across his chest first one way then the reverse direction, leaving two red marks crossing his nipples. He hadn't been expecting it and jumped, before he had a chance to recover, the cane flashed again, striking him across his cock making him howl. He quickly recovered and laughed, “Is that the best you can do?” he taunted. I told him the night was young, plenty of time to play. My pussy was soaking in juices and I'd had enough of the bloke tonguing me and pushed him away, got him onto his front with some help. I kicked his legs apart, reached for his balls and positioned them before putting my foot on them squashing them against the floor. I put more weight on them watching them squeeze out from under the sole of my boot, listening to him cry out until he could take no more and asked me to stop. In a final gesture before leaving him to recover, I inserted the pointed heel on my boot in his arse and pushed it inside. By now my cunt was craving some cock so time to move on.

I turned to the one guy who hadn't touched me, he'd just stood by, wanking. “What's your name?” I asked. “Gary” He had a decent sized cock, 7 inches or so, I just hoped he knew how to use it and make me cum. I fancied being taken from behind again and told him to fuck me. I got down on all fours in front of Jim, close enough to reach him. Gary gripped my hips aimed his cock and slid it up my soaking cunt. He felt bigger than he looked, stretching my cock hole as he began to fuck me with slow, steady deep strokes. I lifted one of my gloved hands off the floor, reaching for Jims cock. I wrapped the studded palm around his prick and squeezed, digging the spikes into his hardening prick. Moving my hand gripping him tightly as I wanked him. He made little noises as the spikes scrapped across the shiny skin of his bell end. I loosened my grip and scratched his cock with the points of the studs, leaving red lines along the length of his prick.

Gary was fucking me well, doing a good job on my pussy, using his fingers to frig my clit. I started to push back against his thrusting cock, trying to get him deep in my cunt, I could feel his balls slapping against me each time he rammed his cock up my cunt, my juices flowing, running down my legs as I started to pant, close to cumming. Martin grabbed the cane from the floor, I braced my self as I heard the cane swish through the air and the sharp sting as it struck my back. Six, or ten times he caned me as I came, the pain from the caning intensifying my orgasm, taking a good load of spunk in my pussy at the same time. Gary withdrew his cock and I knelt, Jims cock standing erect in front of me. It looked and smelt as if he'd washed it whilst I was upstairs. I moved closer, licked the tip, tasting the clear pre cum, opened my mouth, sucked the end in to my mouth, gripping him between my teeth and bit his cock. Biting down hard on his prick, I bit harder he groaned. I held it clamped between my teeth until he begged me to stop. He sighed as I released his cock and spat it out. He started to relax, I reached between his legs and clenched his balls, closing my hand, forcing the spikes into his scrotum. I held them tightly in my hand giving them a good hard tug as I got to my feet. I closed my fist more tightly and twisted his ball sac, digging the stud spikes in. He finally screamed, high pitched and piercing, I loosened my grip slightly, “Enjoying that Jim?” He just about managed to say “Yes. Do it again” I gave him the same treatment three more times. His cock seeming to get harder each time I abused it. I finally released it and pushed it down between my legs and moved back and fore sliding it along my slit, asking him if he wanted to fuck me, to slid his hard cock in my tight wet cunt. He started to thrust back, trying to get me to take his cock in my pussy. I gripped his prick wanking him hard and fast, digging the studs into his cock until he jerked, his spunk shooting out and splashing my stomach, running down to my pussy and dripping on the floor. I moved away from him slightly, remembering what Martin had told me Jim wanted. I put my arms around him, and hugged him to me, then dragged my hands down his back, from his shoulders to his bum, digging the studs in harder as I moved my hands over his buttocks. I looked him in the eye, and smiled, stepped back, took aim and kneed him in the balls. His legs gave way as he screamed in pain, hanging by his arms, gasping for breath, almost sobbing, trying to raise his knees to relieve the agony. Through watering eyes he managed between gasps and groans to say “Good one. Thanks”

Martin and Gary untied him and helped him through the patio doors and laid him on the cool slabs, curled up holding his balls as I stood over him watching, prodding his arse with the pointed heel on my boots. I moved and used my heel to encourage him to roll onto his back, he laid cupping his balls. All the water I'd drunk earlier had filled my bladder and I needed the loo, why waste it I thought. I straddled his face, crouching until my cunt was close to his mouth. He stuck his tongue out attempting to lick my pussy. I used my fingers to hold my cunt open, getting as close as I could to his mouth, feeling his breath on my pussy, then pissed directly in his mouth, slowly getting up, spraying his face and body with piss. Moving down his body and pissing on his cock and two aching balls. “It's lucky for you I didn't need a shit” I called over my shoulder, leaving him laid soaked in piss, nursing his balls. He'd got what he came for, now for the others, time to get down to some serious fucking.


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