Hidden Fantasy

coral_azure

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I was scared and infuriated at the same time. My boyfriend had finally gotten me to tell him my secret fantasies. I told him only because I knew (or I thought I knew) that there was no chance of them happening. Now, at 29, I found myself in a predicament.

My fantasy of being bound and having several people "work me over" along with object insertion was starting to feel terrifyingly real.

Apparently there were things about my boyfriend that I didn't know and I was about to find out.

Having persuaded me to this place for the weekend, he had managed to convince me that what he and his friends had in store for me was what I had longed for.

Now, naked and strapped wide open to some strange contraption, I told him that I really was teasing and had changed my mind. I asked him to let me go, but he refused. It was then I realized I didn't know what I had actually asked for.
 
As the Master of this dungeon, it will be my responsibility to see that no permanent damage is done to the young lady we have placed in the "work room" tonight. But it is also my responsibility to see that the young men and women who have brought her here have a good time and get their money's worth. They have, after all, paid me nearly $1000 for the use of my facility for the evening.

I follow them to the work room and observe what they have accomplished so far. They woman is quite beautiful, unusual for this place, as most of the 'captive' women I see are rather frumpish and living out some sort of fantasy they otherwise would never get to experience. She is currently fastened securely to the X-wing, a primitive apparatus which is simply a huge table shaped in the form of a large X and swivels on a center axis to turn her face up or face down or standing straight up or heels-over-head, whichever way the client wishes.

There are other pieces of furniture in the work room which might be employed later, but for now, we will begin with the X-wing. I approach the woman and take a look at her. She looks up at me and begins to speak. I immediately place my hand over her mouth and tell her she may not speak.

I remove a leather ball gag from my pocket and attach it securely to her face, not tightly, as she is probably a novice at this and I do not wish her to choke on it. I tell her that the gag may be removed later, but that would depend on her cooperation.

I remind her that this situation she is in, is a result of what she has told her boyfriend about her fantasy and it is rather too late to change her mind now. I point to the others in the room and tell her that it is their evening, and I will only take part if invited.

I then explain to the others in the room how the X-wing works, by spinning the young woman upside down so her head is near the floor, her feet are spread wide above her head and her delicious-looking pussy (((I would hope you could provide a description of it, Coral)) is now at the level of my face. I can't resist the urge and bend to place a small kiss right at the very center of her lips. I feel my own cock swell at the taste and the aroma, but this is not my night; I must be patient.

I stand up and motion to the others. It is their turn. I swing the woman back up to a standing position and loose her gag for one moment in case she wishes to speak, but I warn her not to bother screaming, as there is no one within miles who would hear and help.
 
Dazed, I look around the room and see strange equipment that I have no idea what its uses are. I see a group of people in one corner of the room, the only one I recognize is my boyfriend.

A strange man approaches me. I start to scream, but he covers my mouth. He places a gag in my mouth. He starts explaining how this apparatus works that I'm tied to. Oh God, he's spinning me upside down!

I struggle a little, but to no avail. My open pussy is near his face. I'm completely embarrassed now. My boyfriend had dared me the night before to let him shave me. I resisted, but after some powerful persuasion... I let him gently shave my blond hair, leaving me soft and clean. I never thought anyone would see me like this!

I wanted to scream, but couldn't. Suddenly, I'm in an upright position again. The strange man motions to the others that it's time to begin. He takes out my gag and asks me if I wish to speak.

I immediately start to demand why I'm there and time to begin what? I look at my boyfriend, pleading. Don't do this! I say, tears starting to roll down my cheeks. It wasn't meant to be real! The strange man shoves the gag back into my mouth, he wasn't rough with me, but firm.

There I was completely helpless trying to remember the details I had given my lover. Trying to remember the limits I told him I had. I was scared. I remember telling him that I wouldn't want to be permanently injured or burned or anything like that. I thought that stuff was too far.

I did remember mentioning a gang bang, playfully. I also remembered giggling as I said "strange object insertion" and curiously asking about nipple clamps/weights and asking what labia weights were, etc. I even laughed about enemas and butt plugs. Told him that humiliation and being used were a bit of a turn on, I thought.

Now... I was wishing I hadn't said those things, however playfully. I thought he knew I was joking (at least in part) and I never dreamed this would happen or I would never have opened my mouth.

I stood looking back at the strangers when suddenly everything went dark. A blindfold had been placed over my eyes. Although I was scared, I felt myself getting wet and I could feel my heart pounding. I knew that my C-cup breasts were heaving as my breathing increased. My medium-sized frame and firm body were now at the mercy of others.
 
She ran off at the mouth a bit to the young man who arranged this evening. He is most likely her present lover. She was terrified of being hurt, burned or otherwise permanently marked. I gave her a short reassurance that this was my domain and this would not happen. I could only wonder at the other thoughts that flew through her mind. What could she have said to her lover to have brought her to this predicament? It is pretty obvious that she is no longer certain she wants to be here. I shall have to keep a close eye on this one tonight.

I did not replace the ball gag, but applied a black blindfold over her eyes. I could not help but notice the scent wafting up from her private areas. She was aroused, there was no doubt about that.

I watched as the group approached her.
 
I was relieved when the strange man decided not to replace the gag. It must have been him who slipped the blindfold over my eyes.

He assured me that he would not allow me to be hurt tonight, that I was there as part of a fantasy I had told to my lover. His job was to make sure that thing went smoothly.

I don't know if it was the tone of his voice or what he was assuring me of, but I felt better after he spoke. I relaxed a little and trying to calm myself I whispered, "Ok." I took a deep breath and waited, wondering what would happen first or if he had only chosen one of my fantasies.

My heart was still racing, although I had stopped crying and calmed down some. I could feel the heat rising in me and I could feel my pussy getting wetter. I was sure that my nipples were hard.

I felt someone start running his hands all over my body very gently. I recognized the hands as those of my lover. I felt more at ease... he caressed my arms, neck, breasts, and legs gently helping me calm more and breathe easier. He whispered in my ear "I love you and you're going to enjoy this tonight." With that, he kissed me softly on the lips and I felt him clip something onto my nipples and I gasped.

Whatever it was was pinching hard and felt as though it was going to pull my nipples to the floor. All I could think was I can't believe I asked for this.
 
A note to Coral

OOC: Coral, I am thoroughly enjoying this play, but I notice that no one else has joined us, neither male nor female, to become a part of "the group"....don't you know another male friend on the BB who might play the part of your boyfriend for this roleplay? I hesitate to play two roles, and I don't think you want to do all the descriptions by yourself in narrative fashion. If all else fails, and no one joins us in the next few days, I can always act as the Master and throw the group out for some violation, and take over myself.....would that please you, dear?

IC: I watch as the young man who made the arrangements bent to kiss the girl and whisper into her ear. He ran his hands over most of her body, paying close attention to her breasts. I watched closely and noted that her nipples grew taut at his touch. Hmmmm, there is a good chance she is going to enjoy this evening, I thought to myself.

As he finished whispering to her, he rapidly clipped a set of nipple clamps on her bulging nipples. She gasped at the immediate shot of pain and could not help but feel the pull of the small weight he had attached to the chain between them. Her nipples distended even more, being pulled downward by the weight. It was not a great weight, but if she has never experienced this before, I would imagine it shocked her some.
 
OOC: Whit -- I think it would be a great idea if you want to throw everyone out. I don't know what they would actually have to do. You're the Dungeon Master... maybe you can observe something out of order. :)

IC: My nipples were burning and I was wondering what would happen next. I started begging my lover to let me go and then I felt a hard, fast smack across my face. I began to cry, it felt as though my cheek had cracked.

This isn't what I wanted... I began to cry and beg to be let loose. I pleaded, but no one responded. I couldn't see and I begged for the Dungeon Master, pleading with Him and telling him this wasn't what I wanted and that I wanted to be let loose.

I hung my head crying... wondering if they would let me loose. I wanted to tell my lover that it was over and that I never wanted to see him again. I thought I should wait until they let me loose first. I didn't want him to get any kind of revenge for breaking it off with him while in this predicament.

I cried and waited.
 
Oh well, I was going to stay quiet and just observe the goings on. My boyfriend brought me here, he said I needed to be educated in the ways of the world. He said that I didn't have to join except if I really wanted to. I could stay at the fringes and watch. But, he said, don't get jealous when I fuck someone else...

I didn't know what to expect, but with him, everything is exciting. He said that his friend invited him to attend this "party" in The Dungeon, and that I was welcome to come along.

As the only Asian and a girl, too, among all these big American guys (whites, hispanics and blacks), I felt a bit overwhelmed. And I could guess what they were planning to do to the poor girl who was bound and blindfolded on the contraption for torture in the middle of the room. I felt pity for her ordeal, but was also a bit aroused, seeing her naked helpless body and exposed hairless pussy. Imagine it was me there.... I shuddered and looked around at the seven or so guys who were all looking intently and lustfully at what the Dungeonmaster was doing to the girl. Some of them alsready had bulges in their pants, some even openly stroking them.....
I shuddered again and clutched my boyfriend,Jason's, arm. He felt my shudder and wrapped a protective arm around me, pulling me in front of him. I could feel his arousal nudging my ass, and felt the wetness start to seep from my pussy. He always has that effect on me.
At 5'5 and 120lbs, to his 6'2 185lbs, I feel comfortable and protected in his arms. His thumbs start to worry my stiffening nipples while we keep looking on.....
 
I gasp and wince, and turn my head into Jason's chest as the girl gets slapped in her face. I turn back to watch when I hear her softly crying; her cheek is a burning red now, but I can also see that her cunt lips are wet and swollen. How can she be aroused when she's hurt like that?We're standing in the middle of the group and the guys nearest us, turned to look at me when I gasp. They smile leeringly and the black on my right leans over and whispers: "Don't you wish it was you there, honey?" I shake my head no, and he says: "Wait till she really gets it, all of us big guys all at once." I just stare at him and shudder again (it's cold in the dungeon), but my pussy also gives a twitch....
I turn to Jason, whispering urgently, asking him to leave. I can't stand violence, not to other people, let alone to myself. But Jason puts a finger on my lips, "Wait some more", he whispers in my ear, nibbling my earlobe in the process. I feel my nipples stiffening in response.
So I'm scared but also aroused as I stand there in Jason's arms, watching the girl being tortured. I see that all the guys are aroused now, ready to shed their clothes at a sign from the Dungeon Master.
 
A friend of a friend of a friend told me about this place and the things that went on here. I had never been into bondage or S/M but curiosity got the better of me and here I was, looking at the shaved pussy of a woman I had never met before. I knew the faces of a couple of the guys here but didn't even know their names. It is a little strange to be allowed to watch this and to know I might even participate. I'm kind of turned off when she is struck in the face, but when they start to spank her cute ass, I feel myself start to respond. And when her boyfriend picked up some of the toys from the table beside her and turned on the vibrator, I felt myself becoming as hard as the plastic fake he held in his hand. But it was when he lubed up and started to insert the medium sized butt plug that I decided I was going to be here for a while.

Like I said, I'm not into pain, or bondage really for that matter, but I am into anal play. Nothing turns me on faster than a well rounded ass, swishing by and turning heads. And the lady on the x-thing up there has one very fine ass. After inserting the butt plug, she was being swatted on her ass again. If it were me, that ass would be being kissed and licked, not caused pain. I moved closer to see what was happening next. I looked around the room at the other people and notice one guy has brought his lady with him. The lovely asain woman is in stark contrast to the big guys around her. She doesn't appear at first glance to be having much fun, but then I notice how she is grinding back against what has to be her guy. He is openly tweaking her nipple as clothes start to be removed by some of the guys.

I wonder again if I want to stay around but another look at the ass of the lady hanging in front of the crowd makes me decide to stay.
 
I push back into Jason, as the guys around me start to jostle and come forward. The don't want to miss the action up close as the girl is getting fucked with a dildo, a butt plug in her ass in preparation for further action. Some of the guys start to take off items of clothing, they are impatient to take part fucking her. I also wonder, why does she have to be fucked with a dildo and a plug, when there are so many ready cocks around? But then I realize that this may be part of the ritual.

Jason is also aroused, as I can feel by the hardon that is grinding in the small of my back. His hand reaches around and absentmindedly starts to play with my nipple, while cries and moans of ecstacy is heard coming from the girl in the center. The guy standing next to me stares at us, and I blush. He seems like a nice enough guy, not the type that would like to torture or do harm to anyone.

I feel even more scared when more and more guys take off their clothes, and turn to Jason again, in a plea to leave. But his eyes are riveted to the girl, now having a huge orgasm, and he doesn't hear me. The girl is writhing and thrashing on the table, while her guy continues to fuck her with the dildo, the high vibration of it, clearly heard.
 
It is at the moment she is shuddering under her orgasim that the lights go out...momenteraly

Just as everyone caught there breath , a single strobe attached to the back of her contrption started to flash.

Several moments later more devises were brought out by asians (male and female) that had been in another room.

One such device was a large stand with a central pole to be plugged into a wall socket. The slow motion effect was driving everyone half crazy. Then they turned to the new girl.
 
As the single strobe light flickers on, I pull at Jason's arm to ask him to leave. But he does as if he didn't understand, and keeps staring at the girl. His hands continue to caress me, and a moan escapes my lips unconsciously. I see people start to turn and look at me, wondering.

At that moment, a number of Asian males and females come into the dungeon, bringing several kinds of strange contraptions. What apparatus are they? Who are they for? I see people looking around and focus on me, still cowering, but half aroused, encicled in Jason's arms.

As people are looking on, Jason becomes bolder. I never knew he had an exhibitionist streak. His hand reached down to pull up my short skirt, and starts to caress my mound throughmy panties. He can feel the nub of my clit, proudly erect, and he rubs me there, eliciting another moan from my lips. Then his finger slips under my panty and passes over my slit, back and forth. The moisture is now seeping freely from my pussy. I'm becoming more excited, and almost forget that we're in a public place. His other hand now reaches under my blouse and plays with my nipple through my bra.

I know I have to stop him, but somehow I feel powerless to do so, as usual when he starts to excite me. Once I become aroused, there is no stopping until I've been satisfied.

Jason nibbles at my neck and ear lobe, and again I moan. Now the crowd is openly looking at us, and some of the guys are stepping our way.........
 
Scared

I nervously fidget as the lights go out... men and women are taking off their clothes... several asians start bringing in strange contraptions... what are they going to do to me??

I'm aroused, yet scared... I notice a large machine that they plug into the wall... I shudder, helpless wondering what happened to the dungeon Master.
 
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