Part 1

Part 2

Note: This story, including all names and people, is entirely fictional and not based on any real life experiences or events.

My jaw is killing me.

Having a ring-gag stuffed in your mouth for half an hour sounds great until you actually have to do it. Every few seconds, I go to close my mouth on instinct, only to be halted by the ring, which sends pain through my mouth. Drool has been gathering and leaking out of my gaping mouth, and by now it’s made a puddle on the floor and in my cleavage.

Every time I make a noise of complaint, I’m told to be quiet by Matt or our guests, Jasper and his submissive, Alicia. A few times, Matt has stuffed his fingers into my mouth to shut me up, and I’ve eagerly licked them every time.

And even though everything hurts, I still don’t want out. The way they have me on display feels too fucking good.

After being led in here by my leash, Matt had me kneel on the floor next to the couch. Jasper got busy tying my hands behind my back, then my elbows, causing my chest to be pushed forward so they’re on full display, and Alicia stuck a ring-gag in my mouth.

Matt, sitting on the couch next to me, has had my leash in his tight grip the entire time, all while he and our friends talk and laugh, completely ignoring me where I’m suffering next to them.

It’s humiliating, and I absolutely love it.

My only comfort has been Matt pulling my head against the armrest of the couch in order to idly pet my head with the hand that isn’t holding my leash. Occasionally, he’ll stick his fingers into my mouth, and I’m forced to take it since I’m completely unable to resist.

I’m overcome with need. I’m pretty sure the lace of my bodysuit is completely ruined by how wet I’ve become from my treatment. My nipples have become pebbles, clearly visible through the thin lace covering them. I feel so submissive for my Master, and all I want to do is please him, which is why they’re completely ignoring me.

I’m barely listening to their conversation anymore. It’s not like I can respond anyway, nor do they want me to. I’ve drifted away in my thoughts several times, thinking of what’s about to happen, but boisterous laughter interrupts me.

Alicia is buckled over, struggling to breathe. “He did!” she tells Matt, who’s smiling back at her. “He fucking punched the dude, all for hitting on me.”

Jasper speaks up. “He tried to grope you, babe.” He says it firmly, but he’s looking at Alicia with pure adoration in his eyes.

“Details.” Alicia rolls her eyes.

I groan as Matt tugs a little at my leash. All three of them look over at me, and I shrink a little under their intense, annoyed stares.

“I think someone’s a little bored,” Alicia says. The look she gives me is fucking terrifying, like she’s considering all the ways she can torment me for entertainment. She looks over at Jasper, as though asking for permission from him, and he nods at Matt.

“Sure,” Matt says casually, and Alicia makes her way over to me.

I look up at her. She’s wearing a skirt, a little longer than mine, and a t-shirt. Much more casual than my outfit, yet it still makes arousal build up in my veins.

She leans down to my face, grabbing my cheeks in a firm grip, and I groan from the pressure on my aching jaw. “Look at her,” he tells the two men in the room, all while looking into my eyes. I glare at her, and I’d bite her fingers if I could.

Matt gives me a hard tug at my hair. “Careful, little girl.” I whimper at his firm hold, but then I feel him grabbing the strap of my gag with one hand. Assuming he’s about to take it off, I nearly cry in relief, but he stops. “You want this off?”

I jerkily nod, begging him silently with my eyes.

“Then lick Alicia’s pussy.”

My eyes widen at the demand, and I expect Jasper to protest, but he doesn’t. Alicia looks surprised too, and I assume she, just as I, was in the dark about this plan.

“Sir?” she asks, looking back at Jasper.

“You heard him.” Jasper’s eyes hone in on mine. A shiver runs down my spine. “Stick your pretty little cunt in her face.”

Alicia looks back down at me, but I don’t meet her gaze. Instead, I focus on her legs, which soon are right in front of my face. Matt still has a tight grip on both my leash and the strap of my gag, forcing my head to stay in place. Alicia lowers her core down to my face at that moment and pulls her panties to the side.

I stick my tongue out and lick up her entire seam. She lets out a moan. Even though my mouth hurts like crazy, I keep licking, eager to please in the hope of getting this stupid gag off.

“That’s it,” Matt coaxes, then pushes my head further up Alicia’s skirt, making my nose bump into her clit. “If you can make her come on your tongue, I’ll take your gag out, got it?”

I hum in agreement and pick up the pace. I keep licking with eagerness. Her taste is fucking addicting, and I moan when I stick my tongue in her entrance. She nearly buckles over, but instead leans a hand on the armrest next to me, then brings a leg over my shoulder. The new angle brings me even deeper, and soon she’s grinding against my face.

“Fuck, that’s so hot,” I hear Jasper groaning, but I can’t look over at him. “Use her,” he says, and I know he’s speaking to Alicia.

She does just that, grinding on my face and grabbing my head to bring me even deeper. I can barely breathe, and every breath I manage to take is flooded by her scent.

After another few minutes of this, Alicia tenses and leans over me, flooding my face as she comes.

She’s panting when she gets off me, carefully adjusting her skirt. She gives me a satisfied little smile when I make sure to lick the moisture gathered around my mouth.

Finally, fucking finally, Matt unbuckles my gag.

“Fuck,” I groan loudly when I can finally speak again, but Matt grips my hair in response, pulling my head back so I’m forced to look at the ceiling.

“I didn’t say you get to fucking speak, did I?”

“No, Sir. I’m sorry,” I shake my head, still moving my jaw around to get some feeling back in my face. His grip softens.

“Give me a colour,” he demands.

“Green. Fuck, I need more. Please.” I feel so pathetic, begging here on the floor, with my face wet from drool, tears, sweat, and Alicia’s come.

She laughs at me from where she’s found her seat on Jasper’s lap. “So eager for it, isn’t she?”

I’d nod if I could move my head.

Matt finally lets go of me, but then tugs at my leash so hard that I almost fall over. “Get over here,” he demands, and I awkwardly shuffle to between his legs. I look up at him, not daring to speak this time.

He looks down at his crotch expectantly, and I can do nothing but obey his silent command. I bring my mouth down to his zipper and grab it between my teeth, then slowly pull it down. But when I get to the button, I can’t get it undone with my teeth.

“Master,” I beg. “Please.”

He grabs my hair again. “Please what.”

“Please help me unbutton your pants. I want to suck your cock, please.”

Alicia moans from besides me, and for a moment I think it’s because of what I said, but when I look over, I see Jasper’s hand beneath her skirt.

Matt grabs my jaw so hard that my cheeks squish together. “Don’t look at them. Look at your Master.” I nod, and nearly whimper with need when he unbuttons his pants with the hand not holding my leash.

He pulls out his erection, and my mouth waters. It’s always so ridiculously intimidating from this angle, yet I can do nothing but stick my tongue out and lick at the tip.

Matt groans, but his self-control rapidly runs out. He grabs at my head with both hands and forces my head all the way down.

I choke and sputter immediately, but his hold is so fucking firm. He starts thrusting up into me, going even deeper somehow.

“Fuck, that’s it,” he groans. “Take it all.” It’s not like I have much of a choice.

From somewhere besides me, I hear heavy breathing from both of our friends. My cheeks heat at the knowledge that they’re watching me humiliate myself like this, being used like this.

I hear them talking, and soon, I hear feminine moans and masculine grunts. Matt pulls me up, then presses my cheek to his crotch, his cock twitching against my face, so I’m forced to look as Jasper fucks Alicia.

She has her hands tied behind her back with Jasper’s belt, and she’s bouncing up and down on his lap as she straddles him. “Fucking look at them,” Matt tells me, pressing my face down a little harder. “That would’ve been you had to just followed my instructions. Instead you had to be a bad little slut, didn’t you?”

“Yes, Sir,” I say against his cock.

“Fucking say it.”

“I’m a bad little slut.” My cheeks heat from humiliation.

“That’s right.”

Alicia cries out, just as Jasper comes deep inside her. He has his hand on her clit, driving her to orgasm right after him.

They both pant against each other, and since the show is over, Matt pulls me back up and impales my throat.

“Fuck, I bet she’s getting so fucking wet from this,” I hear Jasper say. “The little whore.”

“Can I go look, Sir?” Alicia asks him with a demure, respectful voice. She’s more outspoken than I often am, yet now she sounds so sweetly submissive, like there’s nothing more she wants than to peer at my wet pussy.

I assume Jasper nods, because suddenly, I feel soft hands grabbing at the crease of my thighs, pulling me back.

Still with my throat choking around Matt’s big cock, my ass is pulled backwards until I’m almost completely bent over. At this angle, with my arms tied firmly behind my back, I’m being forced further down onto Matt’s length for stability. He even lets go, but I physically can’t lift my head.

Alicia lines me up with her face behind her, and her breath fans my core, tickling me a little. “She’s fucking drenched,” she says, and I groan a little in shame.

“Lick her,” Matt orders, and a second later, I feel Alicia’s tongue going up my entire slit.

I moan around Matt’s cock, it’s too intense. The sensations rippling through me would bring me to my knees if that wasn’t already where I was.

He picks up the pace, and I gag and choke all around him. After several minutes of this treatment, he finally comes, shooting it all the way down my throat.

I swallow everything he gives me, then he grabs my hair again and pulls my head up. I gasp at the pain and grit my teeth, but look up into his beautiful eyes, all while Alicia is eating me out from behind.

“Do you want to come?” he asks.

“God, please.” I’m begging for release, but I know he won’t give it to me, not when I’m being punished.

“Aw,” he mocks. “That’s what I thought.” As if on cue, Alicia stops licking me, and Jasper gets up behind me. He gives me a few hard slaps to my ass, then one between my legs, and I scream at the pain.

“Get over to the wall.” He lets me go, and I collapse on his leg, catching my breath.

My hair is a mess, whisps of it tickling my whole face and sticking to my sweat and tears. When I don’t move, I feel a sharp tug to my leash, pulling me off Matt’s thigh. I hurry to right myself as Alicia practically drags me on my knees over to the wall, turning me so I face away from it.

She grabs my face, leaning in. “You want to come?” she asks, and I nod. “Dirty girl.” Just then, Matt hands her a vibrator, the very same one I used to touch myself without permission earlier today.

I physically feel myself paling when I see Alicia pushing it inside me, lazily pushing the lace of my bodysuit aside. With its length and my position on my knees, the other end of it sits on the floor, so it stays inside me without issue.

Especially when I clench around it as the first vibrations begin.

I cry out at the intensity of it. No build-up, no warning, just the highest setting hitting me immediately. The vibrations are so intense I feel them down to my toes, and the end of the vibrator that’s on the floor vibrates obnoxiously loud.

Matt comes up behind Alicia, arms crossed. “If that falls out, or if you somehow remove it,” he explains, “then we’ll tape it inside you all night. Got it?”

I nod, just as another scream escapes me.

“Good girl,” he praises, but I’m too busy with my approaching orgasm to appreciate it.

It hits me like a truck, all while Matt, Alicia, and Jasper look down at me with rapt attention. I buckle over, but somehow manage to keep myself upright, and my aching wrists dig tightly into the ropes binding them together. “Please, please, please,” I beg. I’m begging for them to turn off the vibrator, but they fucking won’t, they’re just watching as my first orgasm subsides, and another begins soon after.

The second feels less intense, and is even edging towards painful, and dread builds deep in my abdomen when I realize what they’re doing.

With a remote control, Matt slows down the vibrations, only so that his words can penetrate the fog surrounding me. “We’re going to go eat,” he explains. “You’re staying here, and you’re going to take your punishment like my good little girl, aren’t you?”

I nod. Even though I want nothing less, I can’t do anything but obey my Master. “Yes, Master.”

He hums, satisfied, then turns up the vibrations again, and I groan loudly.

He walks away to the kitchen. Jasper follows after giving me a sadistic little smirk, and Alicia grabs his hand to follow after them.

I’m left alone on the floor, where I feel orgasm after orgasm hitting me.

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