“What are you waiting for?”
“Ehm, I’m sorry, but how should I clean it with my hands behind my back?”
“How do you suggest you do it?”
As I still have no idea, I ask you if you mean with my tongue.
Both of you laugh at me.
“That’s not what we thought of. Your nasty tongue is probably dirtier than everything else on you. Just think where you have been with it. But if you wish so, go on and clean it with your filthy tongue. Hurry up, we want to be eating soon.”
Oh damn it, why did I make such a silly suggestion. I start to lick the table where I was lying. At least it is not too dirty. While I try to do my best, you move into the kitchen. I hear you laughing again and talking about me and how silly I am. It quickly becomes clear that all I had to do was to ask to free my hands. Too late.
A few minutes later you come back with some cleaning sprays. I was already done but continued licking, to try to prove to you that I’m doing a good job.
“Still not done? She’s not only dumb but also fucking slow. I’m getting hungry, step aside, slut and let me clean up the mess you made.” Alex ordered me.
I get out of the way, stepping into inspection position once more and waiting quietly for what comes next.
When the cleaning is done, you set the table up for dinner. I immediately notice that you only set it for two. The two of you sit down and look at me impatiently.
“So move on slut, what are you waiting for? I said I want to inspect all of your holes.”
I step in front of Alex and open my mouth.
“Pull out your tongue and say AAAA.”
“AAAA.”
“And now EEEEEE.”
“EEEEE.”
“Go on with IIII.”
“IIII.”
You can’t hold back your laughter.
“At least she’s gotten better at following orders.”
You know exactly what you are doing. Teasing me, waiting for me to make another mistake.
“Your tongue looks dry from all the cleaning.” Alex determines.
With one of the bottles he brought in earlier, he sprays water on my tongue. He looks deep into my eyes but says nothing. I don’t dare to take my tongue back in.
“Good good, little whore, your inspection is finished, take your place.” Alex says.
“Are you serving us, as there are only two places?” I ask.
God damn it, what did I just say? Sometimes I hate the brat inside me. When you finally start to be a little bit softer on me I ruin it again. The temperature drops by at least 10 degrees. But you don’t say a word. You take the ring gag, put it inside my mouth and order me into a corner, face to the wall.
“You could have sat with us at the table, tasting our leftovers, but if you behave like that, the corner will be your new favourite spot slut.”
Damn you brat.
First I tried to hear what you were talking about, but soon I was lost in my thoughts. What will happen next? I’m so curious. And of course, I’m getting wetter thinking about it. It seems that you are getting a bit merciful, as after you have cleaned up your plates you led me back to the table with the leash and let me sit on the chair.
“Now that we have caught up with what has happened in the last few weeks, I am curious as to what you have to tell me.” Alex states and looks at me expectantly.
“..ay I ut uh he gag.” I mumble through my ring gag.
“What did you say? You have to speak clearer!”
“AY I UT UT HE GAG LIS.”
“Ok, ok if you don’t want to talk I’m sure we’ll find another activity for you.” He says and points to the wall on the opposite side of the table.
My eyes move to the place he is pointing at and I see a dildo suctioned to the wall. Based on the height of the dildo I know my next task is to suck it. But of course you know that the ring gag is too small for the girth. I guessed you wanted me to ask if I’m allowed to take the ring gag out, but of course you won’t understand me again.
I won’t play your game. I crawl to the dildo and start licking it the best I can. As I don’t hear anything from you, only that you are going on with your inane chatter, I guess you are satisfied. Finally.
After a decent amount of licking, the resulting puddle of spit on the floor, and – I’m pretty sure – a mind blowing orgasm that a man would have had after that passionate cock licking, you move toward me. You praise me for the effort, but at the same time you berate me for the spit lake I produced.
“I think you earned a break.” You say while putting a mask on my eyes and pulling the ring gag out of my sloppy mouth.
“Thank you so much” I breathe full of desire.
You lead me into another room and onto a bed, so I guess we are in the Alex’s bedroom. My arms are getting spread above my head and my legs also get fixed to the left and right sides of the bed. I feel a few pillows stuffed under my hips, and then only silence. Darkness. You leave the room and leave me all alone with my thoughts.
What feels like 10 minutes later, which was probably only 3-5, someone steps into the room. I gently lift my hips, hopeful that I may finally get fucked. But you, or Alex (I have no idea who) only whips out my plug in one fast move.
Anal? Please not that! I really need a cock in my pussy right now. I need it so badly. So I move my hips higher and then grind down into the pillows. But all I gain with that move is that one of you strap something down across my hips, so that i’m trapped flat against the bed.
With my hips still on the pillows you have a perfect view down onto my pussy and ass. Before I can begin to feel self-conscious, something presses into me. It’s a very small thin stick, it feels like a chopstick or something like that. You are slowly fucking my pussy with this chopstick. It makes me crazy.
“Fuuuck I need a cock, or two, in my pussy! I need it so bad PLEEEEEEASE-”
I hadn’t even finished, when I felt a slap and then a strip of tape pulled tight across my mouth.
Alex or you – god who is it? – continued to fuck my pussy with the chopstick. You let it stay in and then spread my pussy lips with clamps attached to leather straps around my upper thighs. Ouch, that hurts! I’m moaning when you quickly move out the stick and insert it in my anus.
Now you are fucking my ass. I hate it. I hate is so much and at the same time love it that you bring me so far out of my comfort zone. I feel something bigger in my ass, you changed from chopsticks to a bigger thing, whatever it is, you are fucking my ass again, this time faster and harder.
Oh my….I need something in my pussy, I really really need it.
Oh god. I feel something icy on one nipple, moving to the other one. Now they are even harder than they were before.
I feel three hands on me. Both of you are here! You give me a small kiss on my forehead. Ok, so you are the one with the ice and Alex is fucking my ass with whatever it is. I feel safer knowing you are here again.
I’m getting wetter and wetter. The ice cube is now melted on my body. I hear you leaving while Alex stops fucking my ass and forces another even bigger plug into my ass. He leaves too.
Shit.
Another 20, 30, 40 minutes. This time you let me lie here with my thoughts for so long.
Again I don’t know who it is that comes into the bedroom. But whoever it is tears off the tape on my mouth – OUCH!!! – and puts in another gag. This time the ball gag. I know both of you love the sight of me gagging on the ball gag, the red silicone framed by my red lips. So I’m doing my best to look irresistible for you, So that you might finally fuck me.