My private BDSM dungeon – chapter 4 of 5

More BDSM fun and taking her home. Fiction, BDSM.

My private dungeon – 4th and final chapter.
(I added a prolog 5 later)

Friday morning came and we knew that this was our last day with Alyson. I opened the door to downstairs, turned the TV audio off and called to Alyson to come up. She came into the kitchen, still naked as the day she was born, with a little smile on her face. “Good morning, Guys.”

Ted was able to come back, so there were four of us plus Alyson. He brought a computer memory stick that he had made of the videos and pictures from Wednesday night and Thursday. He was careful not to show our faces but to have many good close-ups of Linda’s face and body parts being fucked and abused. He said that it came out great and that it really looked like she was fully co-operating and enjoying herself.

We were eating cold cereal this morning. I had not put any milk on hers yet. She looked at all of us sitting there, and without being told what to do, she picked up her bowl of cereal and crawled under the table. One by one, she pulled our cocks out and sucked them till she felt them start to swell before coming. Then Alyson quickly took her mouth off, pointed the cock at her cereal and stroked it till its load of cum shot on her cereal.

Once she had four loads of cum on her cereal, she climbed back out from under the table, sat in her chair and put on an exaggerated show of eating the cum soaked cereal with her spoon and telling us that it was the best breakfast she ever had.

I told Alyson that she needed one more ride in the cock chair. We went downstairs. I went to the table and then to the chair. I swapped out the dildo that she had ridden before for the biggest one we had. It was eleven inches long, as thick as my wrist and as black as coal.

Alyson looked at it, “No, please, It’s too big. I can’t take that. It will rip me open.”
I took the collar remote and gave her a medium jolt. Showing it to her probably would have been enough, but I wanted to do it anyway. She screamed and then went to the chair.

“Have you ever been fucked by a black guy?”

“No. I have never had sex with anyone but my husband.”

I handed her the tube of lube and she put a heavy coating on the big, black fake cock. This was going to be good so we were taking a video of it, first showing all of her and the chair as she turned and started lowering herself into the plastic dick. Then Richard moved in and got a close video as she started to sit and the black cock touched her opening and then she slowly sank down onto it. Alyson groaned but slowly kept going. I closed the straps around her wrists and legs.

When she had about eight inches in her, the cock hit her cervix and she stopped.
We made a bet among us about how long she could hold herself up off the chair. I looked at my watch. She held herself like that for almost three minutes before her strength gave out and she quickly dropped the rest of the way onto the chair seat in defeat.

The prick head forced its way thru her cervix and three inches went into her womb. Alyson had been holding her breath when she realized that she was not going to be able to keep the entire cock out of her. She let out a quick scream as her womb was penetrated and the air rushed out of her lungs. Once she was fully seated, it didn’t hurt any more.

I turned on the motor and with its five-inch strokes, the chair started fucking her, in and out of her womb. Richard went over and pressed a vibrator against her clit. We were not very surprised when she quickly had an orgasm, but we were by how hard it was, “Yes, yes, Fuck yes. Turn it up. Make it faster. Fuck my fucking slut cunt harder.” I turned the knob and increased the speed. Alyson shouted, then her mouth went wide open, but no sound came out and her eyes rolled up into her head. Her hands squeezed the chair arms tightly and she started moving up and down to match the chair’s strokes. After five minutes of the maximum the chair could give her, she gasped and passed out and her head slumped down onto her chest. I stopped the chair.

We removed Alyson from the chair and put her on the mattress. Her body was still twitching. She slowly started to come back to life. As she opened her eyes and looked around, she saw that we were all standing around her with erections pointed at her face. She knew what we wanted and gave us each a deep and fast blowjob, swallowing all that we gave her.

The others went upstairs but I sat on the floor next to her. “What time does your husband get home?”

“His plane is scheduled to get in at four. Then it will take about an hour to get his car and drive home, so about five. He is going to call me when the plane lands.”

“We are going to take you home so you will be there when he gets home.” I explained to her about the video we had made and how it had been carefully edited not to show the faces of the four of us but to show hers clearly and look like she was a very willing part of all the things that we did. I told her that if she caused any problem, the video would be released on the internet and sent to many people that they would not want to see it, like her husband’s boss and his co-workers and both his and her parents. “Do you understand why it will be very important for you to keep your mouth shut?”

“Yes, I understand very clearly.”

At three o’clock we gave Linda the bag with all of her clothes in it and she put on just the skirt and what was left of her ripped blouse. We had rented a car using a fake ID so our cars could not be identified, just in case a security camera saw it in her neighborhood. Ted, Randy and I drove her home. She was blindfolded for the first several minutes as we left so she could not recognize where our place was. We figured the video would be enough of a deterrent but, it was better safe than sorry.

When we arrived at her house we all went in. It was quarter to four. Randy said, “We have time for one more fuck before your husband gets home. Take us to your bedroom.”

I think Alyson thought we were done with her, but she calmly led us down the hall. We all stripped down and she got on the bed. Randy was the first to take her. He climbed between her wide-spread legs and shoved himself in. He had been fucking her for about five minutes when her phone rang. I told her to answer it. It was her husband, telling her that he had just gotten off the plane and was headed to his car. Randy had not stopped fucking her cunt, so it was hard for her to keep a calm, even voice but she told him that she loved him and was looking forward to him getting home. She was just saying goodbye when Randy came and caused her to come, too. Alyson hoped that she had hung up before she let out a loud moan from being flooded with a big load of warm, wet splooge.

Ted and I then took our turns. She was on top with him stroking in her cunt. He pulled her down, so her tits were on his chest, and I plunged into her ass. He finished first and got out of the way. I changed from her asshole to her cunt and also left my deposit in there. When we finished, the sheet had a big wet spot.

“OK. You had better leave. I have to wash the sheets and get myself cleaned up before he gets home.”

I went over and put her dog collar back on and reattached the leash and pulled her off the bed. “We aren’t quite done yet.”

“But I need time to clean up. Please leave now.”

I pulled on her leash and showed her the shock control. Alyson followed as I led her out into the garage. Ted looked around and found a table and brought it to the center of the garage. Randy had gone out to the car. He came back in with a length of rope and a ball gag. Ted and I were holding her.

We pushed her on her back with her cunt at the edge of the table and her feet spread and on the floor. We tied her arms and legs and wrapped rope around her tits and tied them tight, too. Randy pushed the ball gag in her mouth and then fastened it around the back of her head. She struggled but couldn’t move. Her cunt was still leaking cum. I made sure the garage door was locked from inside so Alyson’s husband could not open it, and he would have to come in the front door.

I went thru her purse and found her bright red lipstick and used it to write several fun notes on her naked body. The table was just inside the garage where, when he opened the door from inside the house, he would be looking right at his wife’s open and dripping cunt and her bound body with the messages written on it. Ted put the computer memory stick next to her head. He also gave us each one. I put the bark collar remote on the other side of her head, set on medium and put a note next to it that said. Push the button and see what happens.

On her stomach, just above her pussy mound I wrote. “Fuck my cum filled cunt.” Inside one of her legs I wrote, “Welcome home, Darling.” In the top area of her chest I put, “Gangbang whore and I love it.” I also wrote some other fun things with her bright red lipstick.

On an end table just inside of the front door I put a note saying, “Come to the garage for a surprise.” We each took one last turn slapping her tits or pinching her nipples. Then we left.

End (#5 – prolog will follow)

1122 If you want to read more of my stories, click on my username. Most of the pictures with this story series were given to me by Alyson, a friend who asked me to write a BDSM story about her.

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