I’m slowly descending back to earth again from the exhilarating high of the last I don’t know how long. I can feel the grip of that rubber cock ring stretching my balls and restraining my cock from selling up very much. It’s tight and restrictive but I like the way it feels, containing and restraining me.
The hand in my back are roaming again, slightly fast than I remember and with more purpose but again it feel natural and like I’m about to progress to something different.
The low chanting voice returns, ‘your under my spell, I’ll do as I please and you’ll take what I give you’ as if like a question that didn’t need answering I reply though anyway ‘yes sir, anything sir’ as if pre programmed. A smirk sound and ‘oh yes’.
I sense him move and hands disappear, there’s a sniffing sound and the cool thing on my back is now warmer and moves, I still can’t quite tell what it is.
The hand return as I hear more deep breathing through his nose, ‘mmmmmmmmm yes let’s do this’ the voice commands’ and I’m told to inhale deeply. I grab the bottle which is warm again, wow omg that feels strong. ‘You like that don’t you?’ I nod as I’m holding the breath in. ‘ now lick this plate slut’ and a small side plate is put under my face. I stick my tongue out and there what I can only describe as cum and something else on it but dry. ‘ yes, go on clean it all up you fucking cum slut, I’m going to fuck that pussy cunt of yours like your never had before now, get ready and inhales again’,
I inhale from the warm bottle again, my tongue is tingling I’ve clearly licked up cum and it’s now all around in my mouth, I’m not sure who’s but it was still warm. When I’ve had another 3 deep breaths I lay on the table again, legs a kimbo, utterly spinning in the excerpt of before but rising again and expectant of something different this time.
Again my master of massage slowly but purposefully walks around the table, massaging and stroking me body beneath the sarong, this time less sensual, more assertiveness and intent somehow. That low voice repeating the ‘fucking pussy cunt, your mine, mine to toy with, mine to fuck as it pleases me!’ I am intently listening to every word and feeling like I’m floating. Barely feeling the massage table I’m laid upon, I’d forgotten about the sarong even, that lay between me and my master. Then the sarong started the be pulled again, oh fuck I’d forgotten that sensation, it was electric now, bringing every part of my senses to attention in pleasure as it was dragged over my skin. As it passed my bum I’d not realised how wide my legs were and the tassels tantalisingly dangling and stroking my cheeks and ass was incredible truly.
The fabric was whipped away and I could feel that I was totally exposed to him, ‘mmmmmmmm now that’s a starting point’ he says as I lay there absorbing every detail.
His hands slide up my inner thighs and gently probe my used hole, easily sliding inside. There movement outside the door that I barely sense but I hear it faintly. Then I feel that incredible feeling of hot oil pouring slowly on directly on my hole as it’s probed deeply and now squenching. Slowly the slowly the pace builds and goes deeper and deeper almost impossibly, I’ve no clue what’s being used as it feels cooler but the hot oil is fantastic. Over and over I’m now being fucked with something longer than before as the pauses between change of direction is longer, but I’m in such a sensory overload I can barely tell when it’s fully in our ou. Over and over in and out in and out I’m being pounded. All the while that low voice chanting and urging me on talking about me like a 3rd person retelling a story that deeply degrading and that ultimate in sexual fantasy, then I hear the faint sound of another voice. Fuck he is telling somebody else, but quietly!!!! Fuck that made me horny instantly the realisation hits me that I’m being talked about, narrated somehow.
The fucking continues and it’s incredible, way deeper and wider that I think I’ve ever felt before and somehow challenging but comfortable and I want it even more. My body is tingling all over and I can smell those aromas which I’m now very strongly associating with my submission.
I hear an ‘ok, yes, let’s do it, he’s definitely going to take it’ and the focus seems to be back on my again.
A towel is thrown over my head and I’m told to inhale 5 times.
Fuck I’m so horny, the anal fucking continues, but there movement elsewhere in the room that confuses me while I’ve got my head under the towel and busy with my task.
Whatever it was that was fucking me is withdrawn which makes me moan like a cow and cooooo as I feel the air on my insides, then a warm hand replaces it and I know that him again. At this point I’m now convinced it was a toy of some sort because this felt warmer and moved unlock the last thing.
It was hot under the towel and I’m loving the way my body is feeling. I fleetingly wonder what the time is and what’s brought me here, but am refocused by the hand between my cheeks firmly pushing in against my ring.
The towel is lifted slightly to allow some air in and I thankfully gasp as the fresh air, only to be met by a big hard dick!
Straight into my mouth, no introduction no instruction but I knew what I had to do, what I wanted to do. I adjusted my position slightly to better angle my head as this was a good size dick and hard and virile.
Hands were in my head and shoulder to help me position for a good depth of slow deliberate thrusting.
A guttural mmmmmmmmmm came right before a hand was tightly placed over my ear, sandwiching my head between it and the table. All the while at the other end I was being penetrated and stretched to take this warm powerful intrusion. I was being spit roast like something from a fantasy novel or sci-fi movie only the phonographic kind of specialist taste.
This double ended use was seemingly unending as I could feel my body accommodate being impaled at both ends.
The new voice was encouraging the other to go for it as he was close and talking like I wasn’t present. ‘I’m gonna cum again at this rate, this filthy fuck slut is a good one, where did you find it?’ ‘Just randomly online’ came the answer, ‘something on his profile hold me he may like this sort of treatment’ said the original massage master. ‘Mmmmmmmmm yes you’ve done well, but let’s not horny him, I want this fuck slut again, but right now I need to make him swallow this big fucking dick of mine and he’s going to swallow my cum and not come up for air until his done so’, at which point the thrusting into my gaping mouth increased to a new depth beyond my tonsils. Now I’d been practising for a long time to control my gag reflex and it’s really hard (if anyone’s tried to do this), I was gagging but the firm hold and position meant I was just weakly flapping around in all honesty, with little real resistance to these two strong men using me at both ends.
Oh fuck the hand in my ass was deeper than ever before and slowly speeding up again, taking my attention from the thick cock pumping my throat now between shallow breaths.
Fuck I was convulsing and shaking with legs and arms wriggling rather than trying to escape the onslaught.
Oh wow I was again somewhere new in the universe. The battering was truly exhausting, and I’m dripping from almost every orifice, I’m orgasming like I’m being controlled by a higher power.
The grunts and commentary from both guys is now egging each on and they are working together to skewer me like a hog. The verbal abuse is like I’ve never heard and in al honesty I’m listening and shocked but quite liking it! I’d never been into verbal degradation kink before but this was good, really fucking good and perfect for the physical activities taking place in this suburban bedroom on a weekday afternoon.
The grunts and thrusting continued and then some deep guttural hip thrusting shoves truly down my throat came and the dick in my mouth erupted what I can only describe as a torrent of hot liquid directly down my gullet, where I’d zero choice then to swallow to survive. Fuck this is hard and amazing and I feel I cum myself and that’s when I realise I’d not actually cum myself until this moment. I’ve no idea what the wet patch and fluid pumping from my balls and drizzling out of the semi soft dick was before, but this was truly an orgasm, and ejaculation and my hips were bucking involuntarily as they do, yet at the same time my ass was still being hammered by the massage master.
There was both a gutteral ‘FUCK YES YOU FUCKING SLUT!’ as the guy in my throat shot his cum down my throat, and almost like an echo as I was cumming the massage master joyfully declared ‘this fuck slut is taking my arm, you dirty fucking slut, you can’t def take more but for now your done’ and with that like an orcastrated order both guys fully withdrew and I shook like a leaf. I was utterly fucked, shaking and in spasm again as my body adjusted to the last of penetrations at both ends. The fresh air rushing into my open mouth and saliva dribbling from my gaping mouth. My ass was utterly fucked and as I shook and them both laughed at me on the table between them they slapped my ass hard and alternating over and over. My arms unable to help me as I was so exhausted and my legs restrained but again weak and useless. I late there gradually shaking less as my holes readjusted to their normal size and my breathing relaxed again, but still the bum spanking continued as they recounted the last session.
Fuck me, I was used!
They did slow and each returned to a normal kind of assertive state so the spanking stopped and turned into a 4 hand oily massage now.
I wasn’t aware but I’d been moaning like a whore the whole way though this final parts and only now I realised my throat was rough and sore. As my senses retuned and the massage now continued in every corner of my now well used body I felt the leg restraint released and the hands slowed. I was being controlled by two experts in submission. The two of them also calmed and cooed at me in encouragement, that I’d been good….. really fucking good…… possibly the best sessions they had had in a long time.
‘Let’s do this again they both agreed’ talking to each other and not really addressing me directly but knowing I was right there. ‘Yes I breathed deeply’ at which they both chuckled again.
‘ think this time you really have had enough’ the first voice said. The second guys said ‘let’s go watch it back while recovers on the big screen, I could cum again I think and want to see it all again end to end’ ‘only this time your getting fucked!’ I think he was referring to the first guy the massage master, which is not really considered the dynamic between anyone yet, but it dawned on me that I could have been used by a couple where the second guy was the top or more dominating.
The sarong was returned and I was told there no rush to get up. ‘Take a shower if you like there towels on the bed, have a nap if you like, there’s no rush at all’. With that they left the room and I was alone.
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I get a house number, it says walk in don’t knock and wait at the bottom of the stairs!
My heart is thumping hard now, head coming back from a spin so I reply ‘2 mins’, I get out and lock the car leaving my phone in the car. Checking my pockets so I don’t get mugged but have my bottle. As I wander up the road slowly casually nervously trying not to panic and still looking relaxed and cool……
I count the door numbers and see the house I must need to go to.
It’s an end terrace, but I can’t see the front door, it looks like it used to be on the front but is now a window. As I get closer I see the side porch and little gate.
Ok, so here I am. I take another inhale as I pass the gate, so I don’t back out.
The door is ajar.
Hand on the handle and I go in.
Stairs are immediately in front of me. I close the doors and drop the latch (as per the message).
Within 30seconds of closing the door, just as I am wondering if I’m now a burglar a voice speaks and a slim attractive guy appears from another door downstairs.
We exchange pleasantries and he says to take off my shoes and go on up to the 2nd door on the left. I can undress there.
I walk up the stairs feeling like a sheep into the lions den!
I enter the bedroom and my eyes scan the room. Nothing much out of the ordinary but I do hear soothing music from another room further on along the landing.
My host enters the room and pulls open a draw while explaining that he will await me in another room. I am to undress and make myself comfortable with ANYTHING in the draw or that I can see. Then to go lay face down on the massage bed next door and cover myself with the throw. When I’m ready I should call out that I’m ready and we can begin!
OMG how nervous am I as he leaves the room….!
I didn’t really see or look in the draw I’m so scared but now I’m alone again I see some thing I recognise, and then spot some I’m super excited about but haven’t tried before.
I strip off to my boxers and again go to a small bottle of rum I have with me, which really calms me.
Inside the draw I see a jar of coconut oil but it looks clear! That’s odd it’s normally white, so I pick it up and find it’s quite warm, so has been prepared already. A selection of containers I know all about! This wasn’t just a random draw for storage. I see cock rings the rubber type and jocks and then at the far end a plate with a card on it saying (try me!). Maybe you can guess what’s under the card…..
I’m too scared, so drink some water from the bottle on the side that looks like it’s been put out for me, then I use some of the warm coconut oil on myself and put on a small soft rubber cock ring under my shorts.
Another quick swing on the rum bottle and I go off to the room next door, leaving all that behind, just in my boxers.
