The Network
You start thinking about being in what looks like a dungeon. You can’t help but recognize how vulnerable you are. Cuffs attached to a board above, and many “toys” that were used upon you. You did sign the letter of consent and wondered what that was about, now you know.
The board is hanging from the ceiling. On the board are the cuffs with your wrists in them. This time your feet are tied to the ground each ankle with a cuff on a spreader bar. Your feet are barely on the ground that makes you constantly on tip toes. You’ve been stripped down to just your panties. You’re bent slightly forward as to present your ass. He tells you he’s seen worse, but you know that is the highest compliment he’ll give anyone. He can spin you around. Sometimes he spins you, so your mouth is against the wall… actually a glory hole.
So, when you thought you might fuck someone at the party that night you thought it might be someone you met and could see. Now it’s just a cock shoved through the hole for you to please. Ahh the party, it seems like such a long time ago that you actually walked through the decorated corridor. Your black one shoulder flare long sleeve tight dress with the slit all the way to your waist, was your favorite. You’ve heard how good your boobs always looked in it. Now you’re locked into a sex chamber.
It seems like everyone at the party has been to the “pleasure hole”. Cum dripping down your neck reminds you of the men upstairs.
Every time you suck a party goer you get rewarded yourself with 60 seconds on the machine. You quickly finish the next guest so you can get your time allotted.
You’re his favorite because not only does he give you extra time on the machine but he takes out his whip. As he unfastens the restraints from the board you see the machine that will be your only mental escape from the dungeon. You hear the whip first then you feel the leather bite into your ass. It feels so good to have the Sybian machine messaging your pussy while the leather is hitting your skin. You feel the tension melting away with every strike and the orgasm building up with every quiver of the machine pulsating back and forth.
My time must be up you think but the strikes keep coming and the machine keeps humming. Suddenly the machine stops. You beg him not to, “please keep it going”. He doesn’t. He likes to see you shiver with excitement as you try to catch your breath. He calls it delayed gratification, but you call it the real torture. You were so close to orgasm you can taste it as you lick your lips.
He puts his hands on your throat and gently squeezes. As his hand is around your neck pleasure washes over you. You’ve been waiting for this build up and you cum. He puts more pressure on your neck and you cum harder and harder. Your pussy won’t stop shaking with pleasure. The cum careens down your leg as if the ocean itself was overflowing your panties.
He let’s go and finally the orgasm stops. Releasing the restraints you catch your breath. You peel off your panties. So wet, they smell so wonderful. You are now freed. You put your clothes back on.
As you walk up the steps you hear a loud murmur.
They are ready for you. They’ve been watching the whole time!!
You hold up your wet, delicious panties as the first bid is yelled out “10,000 dollars!”
Not bad! I feel it needs a bit of an intro into, and a few minor grammar errors. Overall the story has potential to be really good, and I would absolutely love to read more about what led to the cage and how the characters body reacts to each new stimulus!
Oh my!