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My private BDSM dungeon – chapter 2 of 5

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BDSM with our captured play toy gets more intense. Fiction, BDSM

I came back down the stairs to the playroom and Alyson, about twenty minutes later. I could tell by the sweat on her face and body that the chair had given her at least one good orgasm although she was just there, limp with her head hanging down. I muted the TV and stopped the fuck chair with the fake cock still deep in her.

“Did you enjoy the ride?”

“Fuck you. Let me out of here.”

I walked over to her with a collar in my hand. “Three of my friends will be here in about ten minutes. I need to get you ready to meet them.” I placed the collar around her neck and fastened it with a small padlock so she could not remove it. It was a black leather dog collar with spikes and a D-ring. I fastened a chain leash to the D-ring. There was also a small black box on it. I showed her the remote I had in my hand. “This is what is called a bark collar. If my dog is barking, I push this button and it gives her a shock and she stops barking. If you are a good bitch, you will not learn what it feels like. If you are not, you will.”

I unfastened her arms and legs, and she stood up. “Now kiss the nice cock that just fucked you and tell it thank you.”

“I will not”, she yelled at me.

I pushed the button. Alyson jerked and shook and screamed as she felt the electric charge enter her neck and go all thru her body. “I have it set on mild. With this dial I can make it much stronger. Now kiss the cock and thank it.”

Alyson turned and leaned down. She kissed the end of the plastic cock and said, “Thank you.”

I held the leash and told her to follow me. When she hesitated, I jerked on the leash. Alyson followed me up the stairs. We went close to the front door and I told her to get on her hands and knees. She paused and I showed her the remote in my hand. She got down on her hands and knees.

About two minutes later the doorbell rang and I opened it. Three of the other men that shared the clubhouse with me entered and looked at Alyson. They looked her over, especially at her big tits, hanging down under her. “This is our guest, Alyson.” As they passed her, each of them petted her head and then gave her bare ass a hard slap. “Her husband is out of town and she thinks he is fucking his secretary, so she will be our guest till he gets home.”

The three men walked over to the couches, removed their clothes and sat down. I pulled on her leash and told her to stay on all fours. When we got to the couches I told her to lie on the floor at their feet like a good bitch. She obeyed.

For about ten minutes we ignored her and made small talk and then I told them the things I had already done with her. Richard said that we should go to the playroom, so I handed him the leash. He pulled on in and told Alyson to get up. Then he led her down the stairs with the rest of us following.

“Fuck, I love this room. Where should we start? Are the cameras on?” I assured him that they were. In addition to all of the fixed position cams, we had a handheld that was used for the close-ups. One of us always had it in our hands. “Get on your knees and suck my cock, bitch.” I showed her the remote for the collar. Alyson dropped to her knees and opened her mouth.

As she slipped her lips over the head of Richard’s prick, he grabbed the back of her head to hold it in place and then rammed his shaft into her throat till her nose was pressed deeply in his pubic hair. Alyson gagged hard and tried to throw-up, but her throat was plugged with cock, so nothing came out. He held he there till she stopped retching. Then he pulled out so just the head of his manhood was still in her mouth. Alyson gasped for air.

Richard started a rhythmic fucking of her throat. She gagged several more times but then the gaging stopped. Tears were running down her cheeks and spittle slime was coming from her mouth. When Richard blew a load, she coughed and gagged again, and some of his cum flew out of her nose. He pulled out and wiped his slime covered cock in her hair.

Ted spoke up, “Put her in the stocks.”

“Great idea. Bring her over.” Alyson was dragged over to the stocks. She was bent over, and her neck and wrists were placed in the holes and the top cover was lowered and latched. Her legs were spread about three feet and secured. Randy stepped behind her and with an upswing of his open hand, gave her three hard slaps on her pussy. Alyson screamed. It stung and burned. Then he rammed his cock in her cunt and started fucking her hard and deep while fucking her asshole with two fingers. He pulled out and changed to her ass. Randy’s cock wasn’t extra-long, but he had the thickest one of all of us. As Alyson’s rectum was pried open her mouth opened wide, but no sound came out. “Damn, this bitch has a tight ass.” Randy fucked her hard and her big tits sloshed back and forth from the impact of his pounding her body.

I stepped in front of her and pushed myself in her mouth. I had been stroking myself as I watched so once I started face fucking her, I didn’t last long. I held myself fully in her mouth and poured my splooge straight down her throat. Randy still had not come. He could last and last and last. Alyson actually had an orgasm while Randy was ass-fucking her. Finally, he came.

He walked around to her front and put his shrinking cock to her face. “Suck it clean.” Alyson kept her mouth shut and shook her head, no. I twisted the knob on the remote a little and pushed the button. Alyson jerked and screamed. When she did, he entered her mouth. Alyson could taste her own shit mixed with his seed as she sucked his cock clean.

“Let’s chain her to the wall.” While we were taking her over to the wall, she broke away. I don’t know where she thought she could go. I turned the control up, and again and pushed the button. Alyson collapsed on the floor, shaking.

After we got her up and she was secured, we stepped back and looked at her. Her arms were up and wide and her legs were spread wide. She looked like the letter X. I got the leather cat-o-nine-tails and whipped her tits and pussy. I did it harder than I had with the cloth cat. This time the strokes left bright red streaks.

After a couple minutes, she said, “I have to pee. Let me loose and let me go to the bathroom.” Richard got a pan and put it between her legs and told her to piss in the pan. Alyson held it as long as she could and begged to be allowed to use the toilet but finally, she couldn’t hold it any longer and pee started flowing from between her legs. Some ran down the insides of her legs and some missed the pan but most of it was caught.

When the last drops had fallen, Richard pulled the pan out from between her legs, picked it up and threw the contents at her. Her own hot yellow piss hit her in the face and hair and ran down her body, much of it dripping off the ends of her big tits as they stuck out in front of her. She spit out what had gotten in her mouth.

Richard said, “I need a drink.” We all went upstairs for a beer; leaving Alyson chained to the wall and covered in her own piss. About fifteen minutes later we went back down. She was released and I showed her where the basement bathroom was. She took a quick shower. I watched her and then dragged her back into the playroom.

It was starting to get late. It was almost two am, but we had one more good idea for that night. When we went back downstairs, I brought a bottle of beer fresh out of the fridge with me. Ted unfastened her from the wall and dragged her over to the gyno table. Her feet were placed in the racks, and they were spread as wide as they would go. A strap was placed over her waist. Her upper body and arms were free.

I took the ice-cold bottle, put some lube around the bottom and stepped between her legs. When I touched the blunt end of the almost ice-cold bottle to her cunt, she jerked and groaned. It took a couple minutes, but I worked the bottle into her till just the neck was still sticking out. “Fuck yourself with it.” Alyson gave me a defiant look and refused. I turned the collar remote down to mild and gave her a little shock just as a reminder. She reached down and put her hand around the neck of the beer bottle and started fucking it in and out of her pussy. When we got tired of watching this show, I went over and slapped her hand away. I grabbed the bottle and shoved it as deep as I could. Then with one hard, fast motion, I ripped it out of her cunt. Alyson screamed and dropped back on the table.

We let her up and I pointed to the single sized mattress in the corner. I was the last one up the stairs. On my way, I turned the TV back on and turned the volume up, so she had no choice but to at least listen to it, even if she avoided watching any of the abuse and fucking that was showing on the screen. It would stay on and torment her all night. I locked the door behind me.

Ted had to go but the rest of us had brought sleeping bags and we went to bedrooms and settled down for a few hours, while thinking about the things we would do the next day.

End of part 2 of 5.

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  • Reply Walsh Pearl ID:3vtfoleq20i

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