She did and the padding pressed against her stomach as Zeke attached her wrists to rings on the other side of the bench. This held her tightly stretched over the top with her torso parallel to the floor and her hands held below her knees.
“What a lovely sight,” Ty said, and she realized he had a stunning view of her most intimate parts.
Zeke pushed against the bench and she felt herself turning slowly. She glanced down and realized she was standing on a big circle that turned like some huge lazy Susan. Once she was facing Ty, Zeke stopped turning the device. A moment later, Ty gathered her hair together and clipped it loosely behind her head, then blindfolded her.
Then she felt hands stroking over her naked skin. One. Two. Three. Four. Along her back and over her ass. One hand cupped her breast while another stroked along her shoulder. The hands behind her stroked along her inner thighs, then brushed past her aching slit without touching it, then continued along her stomach. Then the hands moved away from her.
Ty’s face moved close to hers and he murmured against her ear, “In a few minutes, my friends are going to thrust their cocks into you and fuck you until you scream … but first, you will suck my cock.”
She waited in the darkness of the blindfold. Suddenly, she felt a sharp smack across her ass.
“I want you to respond to every one of my commands with ‘Yes, Master.’ Mine or anyone else’s. You are a slave to every man in the room. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Master.”
Every man in the room. That would be Ty and Zeke … and the imaginary friends who would also have their way with her. Tingles danced along her skin.
She heard a zipper, then the sound of stiff cloth as she presumed Ty removed his jeans. A moment later, hot hard flesh pressed against her lips. She opened and Ty’s large cockhead slipped into her mouth. She widened to take him, then licked around and around. He pushed deeper and she opened her throat to take him as deep as she could. He glided in and out in short strokes. She licked, then began to suck. He groaned as she sucked hard, her cheeks hollowing.
He drew out, then stroked the tip of his cock against her lips. She licked it, then swirled her tongue around the tip. She dabbed at the little hole in the end. He wrapped his hand around her head and pressed himself to her lips and eased inside again. He filled her mouth with the bulbous crown. She squeezed and sucked. If she could have raised her arms, she would have reached for his balls and cradled them in her hands.
He drew his cock from her mouth again and it glided along her cheek. As if reading her mind, he lifted his balls to her lips. They were still clean-shaven. She kissed them, then licked. She curled her tongue underneath and drew one into her mouth. He groaned.
After a few moments, she released his soft flesh, then licked his shaft, then nibbled with her lips. He slid his finger into her mouth and she sucked on it, drawing it deep inside.
“That’s enough.” He pulled free of her mouth.
“Yes, Master.”
She jumped as she felt something moist against her ass. It moved, then she realized it was Zeke’s mouth. He was kissing her. Along the curve of one cheek. His hand stroked across her other cheek. Heat thrummed through her. She could feel the moisture pooling between her legs. Waiting for the first thrust of a big, hard cock.
Ty stroked her breasts, then tweaked her hard nipples as Zeke’s fingers glided closer to her waiting heat. She wiggled her ass, hoping to coax him closer to the target, but he slapped her behind, sending tingling excitement dancing through her. Finally, his fingers glided along her slit and she moaned.
His fingers slid inside her. One. Then two. A third slipped inside and he stroked her insides. She dripped with need.
“She’s incredibly wet,” Zeke said.
“Let me see,” Ty said.
A second later, she felt a second hand gliding along her ass. Zeke’s hands slipped away and Ty stroked her opening, then hooked a finger and slid it inside. He stroked her inner passage, along the front. Intense pleasure built steadily with each stroke. More … and more. The pleasure built fast and furious. Closer … and closer.
Just as she felt she’d go over the edge, he slipped away. She groaned.
“Did you like that, slave?” he asked, now in front of her again.
“Oh God, yes, Master.”
Suddenly, she felt a hot mouth close over her nipple and suck hard. She moaned at the intense sensation. Then another mouth captured her other nipple and she cried out in pleasure. The two men suckled firmly on her breasts, not touching any other part of her body.
Her core ached with need. Finally, the mouths released and she heard sounds of cloth rustling. Zeke must be undressing.
“My friends are going to fuck you now, slave.”
“Yes, Master.” Oh God, finally.
Then she felt it. A hot, hard cockhead pressing against her. It pushed into her, steadily, until it filled her. Yes, now he was going to thrust into her … give her that orgasm. But he just stayed deep inside her, not moving. She squeezed his cock lovingly inside her, as if she could suck it in deeper. Then she felt it pulling away. Gliding against her tight, squeezing passage. Then it was gone.
“Each man gets one thrust at a time,” Ty said.