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the night of ten fucks
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‘Would you ever consider doing a gang bang?’
Nothing Mistress R asked me really surprised me anymore.
‘I am hosting a cocktail party in a couple weeks for my very close clients, and as part of the hors d'oeuvre spread… I want to serve up a boy and a girl for quick fucks on demand. I have the girl lined up, but I still need the boy.’ With her devilish grin, she explained, ‘I thought perhaps you would fit the bill, because you do enjoy your assfucking.’
Nonchalantly, expressing my disbelief at what I was hearing, I asked her, ‘what would it entail from me?’
‘I would have a private room set aside. If people felt the need for a quick fuck, as my guest, they could go off and take advantage of either of you.’
She then explained more in detail, her tone of voice now assuming I would automatically agree to this proposal of hers. ‘You both would be tied down to a bed, naked, by your hands, next to each other on it, and if someone felt the urge, there you are, all exposed and read to go. There will be around a dozen people attending, so your ass should get a lot of action – as probably half of them who will be in attendance enjoy fucking little boys like you’.
Despite voicing my reservations, I felt my cock was hard from hearing her words. ‘Sure, okay, what the hell …sign me up.’
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The woman she had lined up was this absolutely gorgeous light-skinned mulatto woman in her mid-twenties. I had never before seen her around Mistress R’s entourage and she told me her name was Di. She possessed long straight hair, a beautiful athletic build and ample, rounded breasts with firm erect nipples. We both exchanged hello’s on meeting, before Mistress R let us into one of her private rooms across the hall from her main studio office.
There was a large bed in there, with a red vinyl-covered mattress and a black, solid heavy wooden headboard which had been drilled and modified for bondage use with various head and limb openings, as well as anchoring points for attaching bondage gear. Above the bed was a sign posted – written in classy calligraphy to politely express its bluntness: ‘NO FISTING – USE LUBE’. Next to the bed, on either side, where two small tables with bottles of lubricant left and condoms left on them.
Both of us then stripped down completely, and Di and I then rubbed body oil all over us so we shined and felt slippery. She looked incredible, her smooth soft skin glistened, and it was hard not to get aroused looking at her, as my cock kept going to attention, at which she noticed and smiled.
Mistress R then gave us each a rubber gimp hood and a ballgag for us to wear. She then blindfolded both of us so we could not see who was in the room or who was fucking us. This was partially for our own sensory denial arousal, partially to offer us up as anonymous sex meat for her guests, as well as the most important factor: discretion and privacy for her guests so we could not see who they were. She had told me earlier, when she hosted group events with her regular clients, they all had to wear masks for their own mutual privacy sake. Likewise why we both were wearing face coverings. In her working sexual operations, we usually only ever saw anyone’s face when dealing one-on-one.
We were then told to lay down beside each other on the bed. Di was positioned to my left, on her back facing up, while I was put facedown, to expose my ass upwards. Our arms were then put through two openings in the backboard and bondage bracelets attached to our wrists to lock us in securely. The rest of our bodies including our legs were free to move as needed for positioning us.
Mistress R then spanked my ass loudly and chuckled, ‘okay kids, it’s showtime now…’ All Di or myself could do was a muffled acknowledgement in response.
Then Mistress R left the room, closing the door behind her, and we both waited. In the silence we could hear each other breathing anxiously though our gags. After what I think was about fifteen minutes, we could then start to hear the quiet sound of voices from across the hall as her guests began to arrive.
After that, I don’t know how long we waited for our first guest, and our attention may have dozed a bit, but at some point we heard the door open up and we both jerked our bodies wake from being startled.
Two guys walked in first – only knowing from their voices. ‘You want the bitch or the fag?’ one of them asked, but there was no answer back as I suddenly felt cold hands on my backside grabbing me, positioning my knees so that my ass was skyward. He started sloppily squirting lubricant around my hole, then roughly stuck his thumb into me and swirled the gel around inside me. He uttered a long ‘yeah’ in approval as I then heard the sound him unzipping his pants. He quickly sunk his cock into me and began pounding away.
And so my night went.
I’d get fucked for about, I don’t know, ten to fifteen minutes, I’d sometimes shoot my load, and once the guest had finished and left, someone who we couldn’t see, maybe Mistress R’s chauffeur assistant, judging from the heavier footsteps, would come in and clean-up for the next, wiping our bodies down from the sweat as well as any cum that had splattered on to the vinyl bed covering.
And repeat.
I kept count and I was fucked 9 times that evening – but I don’t know by how many different people, as I think I had some repeat customers from the sounds of their voices or from the manner of thrusting and how they fucked me. I believe Di saw more action than me as she had two holes offered up to choose from. Sometimes it was just one or the other seeing action, and sometimes both of us got fucked at the same time – which I myself found rather arousing as I could tell we were both mutually getting off hearing the other’s groans and sounds. I could tell from Di’s sounds when she was taking it in her pussy and when she was taking it in her ass. I know a woman came into the fuck room once, but she never did anything with us, except I felt her hand with long fingernails tug on my cock and rub my ass – her admiration a simple ‘nice’ before she left.
After all this ended, I took mental stock of what I had just experienced. Apart from my back, arms, and ass being sore through until the next day or so and it difficult to walk the rest of the evening, I was glad I had participated for the experience, but I wasn’t sure if I would ever agree to this sort of thing again. Yes, I found the anonymity of being fuck-meat absolutely exciting, but previously I had also made it a point of personal detail for me that I knew the name of anyone and everyone I had ever slept with or been sexually intimate – and this was the first time I was unable to maintain that standard. Any disappointment I felt in no longer knowing whom, only helped reinforce in my mind further I was now both a slut and a whore.
At the end of the evening, when Mistress R closed off the room after a few hours, we were unlocked from our bondage and we gathered ourselves together to go and clean up and get dressed.
There were two ceramic bowls now on the small tables each side of the bed, which the Mistress had placed out for tips for us. Since I was insistent on honoring my agreement with Mistress R about no money between us, I took my bowl over to Di and dumped the collection of banknotes into hers. She was surprised and smiled in appreciation.
We stood there, naked, both silently looking at each other after the mutual ordeal that we had endured. I wondered to myself how she took it all – while all I felt at this moment was exhaustion and some body pain starting to appear.
‘Do you want to go off to the washroom shower with me and fuck?’ Di then asked me, but I replied ‘On another night I would love to, but I think we’ve both had enough fuck for tonight – I know I have’, I laughed. ‘I honestly don’t even know if I could fuck right now, I feel so tired’.
She was insistent however, ‘Well, at least come shower with me, okay?’ – ‘Sure’ and I let her take my hand and lead me into the washroom area. Minutes later, now wet in the hot steaming shower and her arms around me, I felt glad I had let her convince me to change my mind, as we then kissed and more.
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Posted on : Jan 2, 2022
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