But at the same time the rubber cock was sliding out slowly before being plowed back into me aggressively hitting my G spot as it went through toward the top of my cervix.
This treatment sped up quickly as my soaking pussy canal was stretched by the force of the rubber monster cock inside me.
I was moaning and crying with the mix of pain and immense pleasure and my body trembled and writhed as my big soft udders were being milked by hungry mouths for all their worth, as my hot cunt was plundered by the foreign object and the butt plug continuing to send vibrations deep inside me. I thought I couldn’t take anymore when suddenly I felt hands on the collar around my neck as they seemed to be loosening it.
But then, almost in a dream and in my dreamlike state I suddenly came to the realisation that this was not the case, as it started to tighten around my neck. Very slowly at first but I could feel it getting tighter ever so slowly and comfortably at first. ‘Trust me!’ I thought and told myself over and over again but the panic set in as the tightness became ever more uncomfortable and my breathing became harder and more intense.
Tears started to stream down my face in my state of panic but the feelings in my body, my breasts, my pussy and my arse just became more intense as the collar tightened further.
I gasped for air as I felt like these could be my last breaths and suddenly his words popped back into my mind as I drifted into a world of my own dreams.
“I would never let any harm come to you……………ever!” I saw him smile as he spoke and looked into those eyes, those beautiful wonderful magic eyes.
Through all the fear and pleasure and pain I heard his voice. Not in person but in my mind and in my dreams. And as a final act of defiance as the collar got tighter, and my body felt like it was going to explode with pleasure I smiled!
And then I drifted off into a state of ecstatic unconsciousness………………… not knowing if I would ever wake up again!
I was still in a dreamlike state when I opened my eyes.
The light from the burnt down candles caught them and they shone brightly in their tired state. Was I dead? I lay still for a moment on the bed trying to work out what had happened and what was going on. I tried to get my bearings and my blonde hair spread out on the soft white pillow. Reaching down under the soft quilt with my hands I ran them gently over my body and realised that I was naked.
Tentatively I reached up to my nipples which were still tender as memories of the bondage session came flooding back into my mind. I aren’t dead! I smiled and stretched feeling my muscles loosen as I did so.
The room was in silence again apart from the log fire crackling in the hearth. I lifted my head and saw him sitting on a chair near to the fire watching the flames and sipping a glass of red wine.
“Peter?” I said through a tired slur.
“What time is it?”
He glanced over at me. He was still dressed and smiled sweetly at me. “It’s around 4 in the morning Joanne!” He replied softly.
“What happened? Who were those people?” I asked. “I feel so tired now but so emotional too.”
He stood from his chair and came over to sit on the bed placing his hand gently into my cheek as he leaned down to brush my lips against his in a soft kiss. “It doesn’t matter who they were!” He grinned.
“Did you enjoy what they did to you?”
“Oh god baby, it was amazing!” I grinned back warmly. “But I was frightened, by the knife, and the collar.”
“But I told you to trust me!” He looked directly at me with ‘those eyes’ and I just melted again and felt a tear run down my cheek.
“I’m sorry!” I pouted.
“And do you trust me?” He reached down and brushed the tear away with his hand.
“Yes!”
“Really?”
“Yes!” I repeated and smiled up at my lover.
“Good!” He smiled. “Because the night is still young.” His eyes turned from their twinkling smiling demeanor to a darker shade as his face became serious. “Are you now ready to meet some friends of yours?”
I looked up at him quizzically.
“What? What do you mean? I don’t know what you………………!” My voice trailed off as the door to the room opened and two young men walked in and over to the edge of the bed. They immediately started to undo their shirts removing them completely. I recognized them immediately from the club, earlier in the evening. Two men that I had been forced to suck off to pay for the drinks I had been forced to buy through my having worn panties when I had been told not to.
That seemed so long ago now but they both looked so tempting!
“You remember Billy and Ian don’t you Joanne?”
I grinned mischievously. Both men now stood in just jeans, their tops removed and their hairy chests exposed.
Peter looked at me and my face was now in a slightly shocked state.
“Don’t look like that my darling!” He said patronizingly. “They were all over you like flies around shit and you loved every fucking second of it at the Club.
Well now’s the time to be the shit again and they can be the flies!”
I looked up at Peter quizzically.
“They’ve come to fuck your brains out!” He simply said with a grin as his hand continued to stroke my cheek softly.
I felt quite tearful and exhausted and looked up at them and then him.
“Oh hunney, seriously, I am exhausted from earlier! Can’t we do this some other time? I mean, I………………………………..!”
“Listen, Jo and listen very fucking carefully!” He looked down at me now with a serious look on his face. His eyes were eyes dark and brooding as his hand slid around my face and starting to squeeze my cheeks in at each side.
Leaning closer to me looking deeply into my eyes I could smell the alcohol on his breath as his words spat out directly into my face.
“You don’t have any fucking choice you dirty fucking slut!” He paused, looking at me as my eyes welled up with tears. “You will satisfy our guests and give them want they want, or there will be trouble!” He grinned in a menacing manner.
“And you don’t want trouble do you, Joanne?”
I looked back at him in an alarmed state unable to speak with his grip on my face and the tears trickled slowly down my soft cheeks. I managed to shake my head in response to his threat. I didn’t want trouble and so had to accept that I had to do as I was told.
He released my face and stood up from the bed before turning back to look at me scornfully. “Good, you little fuck slut!” He sneered aggressively.
He returned to sit by the fire again watching as I sat up in bed leaning back pulling the quilt around me to cover my voluptuous curves as if to protect myself against the men. They in turn undid their belts and their trousers dropped to the floor followed by their boxers. Both men were still flaccid but even then both had thick meaty cut cocks of at least 7 inches while soft.
Peter, my so-called lover turned to the men.
“She’s all yours guys! And if she won’t do what you want just fucking rape her!” The men didn’t need a second invitation as Billy took hold of the bottom of the quilt and literally ripped it from my grip and off the bed, leaving me naked and exposed in front of them.
I drew my legs up in order to try to protect my modesty.