Mike put the car in gear and pulled away. We rounded a corner and there it was, deep in the glen, a large stone house, not really a castle, but mysterious and romantic nevertheless. I hastily tried to make myself presentable for my hosts and wondered what would happen to me there. I didn’t have long to wait….
As our car pulled into the driveway, I shivered, half with excitement and half with fear. The house was tall and imposing, and the car park to the side of the house was already full of cars… Aston Martins, Mercedes, Jaguars, Bentleys. This was a well to do crowd and past experience told me that they would be the type who took their fun very seriously. The unholy alliance that had developed between Mike and Jessica made me even more nervous – they were united in ensuring my absolute surrender to their every whim.
Two doormen approached the car even before Mike had switched off the engine, and thrown open the doors for Jessica and me. As we walked towards the house, a man and a woman appeared in the doorway with welcoming gestures.
“Mike, darling!” called the woman. “You finally made it! And this must be the lovely Carla and the divine Jessica…”
“Hello Eleanor,” Mike said warmly, kissing her. “Malcolm,” he turned to greet the man, who was wearing a purple velvet waistcoat and some sort of a cloak, “how are you?”
“All the better for seeing these lovely guests of yours,” Malcolm responded, reaching to put his arms around Jessica and me.
Jessica shrugged his embrace away disdainfully, but I allowed him to touch me and felt his hand deliberately graze my breast.
“You must be Carla,” he smiled appreciatively. “Come, let us show you all your rooms, before we join the other guests. You will want to freshen up I’m sure.”
We were led through a large hallway to a magnificent twin staircase which curved elegantly to a rounded gallery above. Malcolm was pulling me ahead of the others, as he led us down a long wide corridor. I glanced back and saw Jessica whispering into Eleanor’s ear, and caught a mischievous smile in response. Suddenly I found myself being led up another staircase, at the top of which was a landing with three doors off it.
“These are your rooms,” Malcolm told us. “They are all adjoining so you can be friendly, or not, as you wish.”
Friendly wasn’t quite the word for my two companions but I was quite sure that the interconnecting doors would be kept firmly open.
Mike and Jessica were shown their rooms first. Then Eleanor and Malcolm took me into mine.
“Carla,” Eleanor said, “I am sure you would like to bathe before you meet our other guests?”
“Yes, that would be great,” I smiled appreciatively.
Eleanor led the way into the bathroom – a huge marbled space with an enormous bath big enough for four people in the centre of the room. She turned on the taps.
“It will take a while to run,” she said. “Now, Malcolm and I do like to be good hosts. Let us help you undress.”
“Well, I really should ask Jessica,” I said, as they both approached me.
“No need,” Jessica said, appearing in the doorway. “It was my suggestion. I wanted to make sure you are fully prepared for the evening to come.”
The next moment, Malcolm was behind me, his hands under the waist of my skirt, unbuttoning it and pulling it down over my legs, and Eleanor was in front of me unbuttoning my blouse. I was vaguely aware of both Jessica and Mike entering the room as my knickers were pulled off and my bra unhooked. Within moments I was completely naked and I felt hands all over me, caressing my nipples and my clitoris, and probing my cunt and anus. There was no point in struggling, there were too many hands, too many sensations to resist. I felt myself surrender to the strangers.
Malcolm’s fingers were pushed deep inside my pussy and my ass within moments, while Eleanor tapped and squeezed my nipples and then took each into her mouth in turn, licking and sucking them. I felt my cunt moisten and then gush as Malcolm’s fingers fucked both my holes at once.
“This is a horny one you’ve brought us, Mike,” Malcolm said feeling my sudden wetness and shaking body. “Her skin quivers like a horse…. I want to mount her… is that OK?”
“Don’t ask me,” Mike’s voice came from behind me, “Ask Jessica”.
“Look at the little slut, she’s desperate for it,” Jessica said, “She needs a good spanking first for giving herself up so easily to complete strangers.”
“Will you do the honours?” Malcolm asked, his fingers still moving rhythmically in and out of my cunt and ass, while Eleanor sucked my nipples harder and frigged at my bulging clitoris.
“Yes. Bring her over to the bed.”
I wondered, wildly, about what was happening to the bathwater as Malcolm suddenly withdrew his hand and lifted me by the waist, carrying me back into the bedroom. Jessica sat at the end of the bed, poised and stern. She was right on the corner, so that Mike was able to lower me over her lap from one side.
“Right,” Jessica said, “Carla, you know what’s coming don’t you?”
“Yes,” I replied, pretending to be fearful. I loved being spanked by Jessica, and I was afraid if she realised this she would stop doing it.
Jessica began to spank me, hard, her experienced hand making red marks across every inch of my bottom. I squirmed, more with delight than pain. I loved the anticipation of feeling each strike of her palm, and the warm glow it left.
Malcolm was standing close to the bed where I could just see him, I sensed that his cock was out and that Eleanor was stroking it, even though I could not quite see. I tried to turn my head to look but Jessica pinched my bottom hard with her nails so that I squealed.
“Keep still while I punish you!” she admonished.
“Please can I fuck her now,” Malcolm pleaded, moving out of my sightline.
“Yes, you can fuck her ass,” Jessica said, pulling apart my ass cheeks with her fingers and opening up my anus. “She’ll enjoy it too much in her pussy, it’s absolutely soaking… take her hard up the ass.”
I felt Malcolm’s cock nuzzle my asshole as Jessica opened me up even more for him and then I felt him pushing his way in. I tensed a little, but I wanted him, wanted to be fucked in front of them all, exposed, sore and undignified. I loved feeling his cock forcing its way in to my tender bottom, and Jessica’s hands guiding it.
As Malcolm started to edge deeper into me, Jessica’s hands moved to my breasts and began squeezing and kneading them. Malcolm was fucking me hard now, and her hands were driving me to absolute torment.
“Jessica, if you carry on I am going to come,” I pleaded.
“You are not to come. That is an order.” Jessica responded sharply. But her hands continued to tease my breasts mercilessly as Malcolm fucked my arse, his cock thrusting deeper and deeper into me.
I twisted and turned in torment.
Suddenly another pair of hands was touching me, reaching under my belly and pressing against my clit.
“Oh my God,” I cried out, “I am going to come, this is impossible”.
Jessica pinched one of my nipples hard so I screamed. “You are NOT to come,” she admonished.
I squirmed and bit my lip. The sensation of being fucked whilst two women fondled my breasts and clit was more than I could bear. I felt myself succumbing, just as Malcolm shouted, “I’m coming,” and his warm spunk pulsed into my arse. Eleanor withdrew her hand, and I carefully hid my own orgasm under his groans.
“Time for your bath Carla,” Eleanor said, helping me to my feet.
“Yes, you definitely need it,” Jessica said, “you’re filthy, you’ve got spunk running down your legs.”
The bath thankfully had not overflowed, and I slipped into it gratefully, enjoying Eleanor’s caresses as she carefully washed me everywhere.
“You see,” she said to me, “we are very attentive hosts.”
Later, dressed once more, in a long red dress that clung sensuously to my curves, I found myself descending the grand staircase with Jessica on my arm. Jessica was wearing black velvet, her neckline low, showing her beautiful cleavage. I love Jessica’s breasts! I could kiss and suck on them for hours – but she rarely allows it.
Instead of feeling satiated by all the activity of the day, I just found myself feeling even more horny. It is as though the more sex I have, the more I need. Also, I knew that what I had experienced was just a starter, and I was wet with anticipation of what was to come.
We found ourselves in a ballroom. At first, we all milled around a bit, meeting people, chatting. There were a lot of guests there, all very elegantly dressed and well-mannered. But there was always a slight edge, each time I was introduced to a new person. It was as though they had all been expecting me, and that there was some kind of secret agenda they all knew about, in which I played a key part.
A few glasses of champagne and lots of superficial conversations later, a bell sounded, and a hush fell over the room. Malcolm was standing on a raised platform, waiting to speak.
“Ladies and gentleman,” he boomed. “Thank you all for coming. Now, as you know, we have two new guests here tonight – the lovely Carla and the lovely Jessica. It is our beloved tradition to initiate any newcomers to our gathering and tonight is no exception. However, our Jessica has asked for a pass, and has volunteered Carla in her stead to do Jessica’s initiation as well as her own. Jessica has offered to help facilitate this in any way she can.”
There was a definite gasp around the room as Malcolm said the last bit. I wondered what this initiation could involve if even the seasoned guests were gasping at my taking a double dose.
“What does the initiation involve?” I asked Mike tremulously, but he simply smiled.
All eyes were upon me now, as Malcolm and Eleanor walked towards me.
“Put your hands behind your back,” Malcolm said to me. I obeyed and he tied them tightly with rope. I then found myself being led towards a doorway, where a narrow staircase spiralled down into the darkness. Gingerly, I followed Malcolm down, aware that everyone else was following behind.
We arrived into a stone cellar, lit by lanterns along each wall. It was hard to see clearly but I could make out two objects in the middle of the room which seemed to be suspended by chains from the beams. As we approached them, I saw that they were complex leather harnesses.
All the guests were in the cellar now and they formed a large wide ring around us. Malcolm untied my hands and then unzipped my dress at the back and Eleanor pulled it down away from my body, so I was just standing in my underwear, shoes and stockings.
Malcolm unhooked my bra while Eleanor slipped off my knickers and shoes. I was completely naked except for my stockings and suspenders, in front of a room full of unknown people, all of whom were staring at me as though I were some kind of feast.
“Carla,” Malcolm said, I want you to bend over into this harness. I saw now that it was some kind of swing – slightly cushioned in the centre. Steadied by Malcolm and Eleanor on each side, I felt myself falling forwards into it. It held my weight fine, and soon I was suspended, my ass raised in the air, as Malcolm busied himself about me strapping and buckling me into it. My legs were forced apart and my arms strapped up, so that it was impossible to move at all. Malcolm then messed about a bit adjusting the height, raising me a little bit more off the ground, until I felt his groin against my ass cheeks and he seemed satisfied I was at the right height. I was completely immobilised, my breasts, cunt and ass exposed between the leather straps.
“Any questions, Carla?” Malcolm asked.
“Yes,” I answered. “What is the other swing for?”
“Aha,” Malcolm responded. “Eleanor, would you be so good as to demonstrate.”
Eleanor, graciously lifted her skirt above her waist, revealing a beautiful, neatly shaved pussy. She had clearly undressed for the occasion because there was no underwear in sight. She then lowered herself carefully into the other swing, spreading her legs wide so that I was looking right into her pink open cunt. Malcolm pushed my swing towards hers until my mouth touched her pussy.
“Lick, Carla, my Eleanor needs attention, lick, lick,” Malcolm said. I started to lick Eleanor’s exposed pussy lips and clit. Malcolm pushed the swing more towards her.
“Lick harder, Carla,” he said, “she likes it rough.” I lapped away harder and harder at the glistening cunt that was pressed against my face, finally feeling Eleanor spasm underneath me.
Eleanor thanked me and climbed down from the swing, letting her skirt fall back down as she walked away.
“That’s what the other swing is for, Carla,” Malcolm told me. “Now, ordinarily, an initiation would involve pleasuring 5 or 6 female guests while our male guests take their pleasure with you. However, you have been volunteered to take Jessica’s share.. so we actually have 12 beautiful cunts and 12 throbbing cocks for you to pleasure, and they all want a wonderful orgasm. The men will make sure they get theirs, but if you leave any of our ladies unfulfilled, you will be soundly whipped and left down here until the party is over. Do you understand?”
“Yes,” I breathed. I had no intention of leaving anyone unfulfilled. I could hardly wait.
A pretty blonde woman lifted her dress and climbed into the swing in front of me. As my lips touched her pussy, I felt my own pussy lips being parted and a cock entering me from behind. It was sheer heaven. I was being fucked by a complete stranger, I had no idea who, while smelling and tasting cunt juice and lapping at a beautiful stranger’s clit. People were thronging around, watching me being fucked, and I felt hands sliding under the harness to fondle my breasts and touch my own clit. The unknown male guest began to fuck me harder, knocking my face against the woman’s cunt, but I continued to work hard, licking and sucking at her, as she moaned and squirmed.
“Let’s help her out,” I heard Mike say, and he began to stroke the pretty blonde woman’s breasts through her silk dress, telling her how beautiful her body was and how charmingly she squirmed. At that moment I felt the cock inside me pulsate and the man who was fucking me groaned and slumped against me. He had no sooner withdrawn, than another took his place, bigger this time and a slightly different angle. He started slowly, and I was able to press face against the woman’s open cunt and fuck her gently with my tongue. Mike still teasing at her breasts, she finally came, screaming and writhing. Mike helped her from the swing and another woman appeared – red haired this time, older, curvier. Her pussy was covered in ginger curls. Once again, my tongue got to work, and this time Jessica appeared to assist Mike, playing with her breasts and kissing her lips. I was being fucked hard now, it was very hard to concentrate on two things at the same time, but luckily this woman came easily and was soon shuddering in ecstasy. The man’s orgasm followed soon after, and he quickly withdrew to make way for the next.
One after the other they took me. I was completely restrained, my legs wide apart, totally exposed, being passed from cock to cock like a joint. When a man was too tall or too short, they adjusted my height, and the height of the swing in front so that my cunt was always in the perfect position for easy entry, and my face pressed against a moist and hungry cunt. I was loving it. My tongue is long and agile and I have had years of practice giving pleasure to women, so I had no trouble pleasing the stream of pretty pussies that were placed in front of me. Jessica and Mike were joined by others, who took great pleasure in assisting me in giving the female guests pleasure. I noticed some of my patients were reaching out and stroking the men’s cocks while I licked their pussies, obviously enjoying getting them hard to fuck me.
I lost count of how many cocks I had had inside me. It felt like more than 12 after a while and I began to wonder if some had started again. Sometimes they got bored fucking me in the cunt and took me in the ass or beat their cocks against my ass cheeks and rubbed against me until they spurted warm cum over my bottom. I didn’t care, I was totally given and it felt glorious.
The last lovely pussy spasmed under my tongue and I received the customary thank you as the lady guest climbed down from the love seat and straightened her dress. I was still being fucked, hard, hands all over my breasts, stroking and pinching.
“Well done Carla,” Malcolm said, watching admiringly. “You have pleasured all our female guests and the initiation is nearly finished. All that remains is for you to drink the cum of all our male guests who haven’t yet been satisfied. To pass the initiation you must swallow every drop.
A row of hard cocks appeared in front of my face and, whilst still being fucked, hard, from behind, I found myself being turned like a rotating stand, first towards one, then another, as they rubbed against my face and slipped between my lips. I opened my mouth wide to give them easy access. The men were masturbating hard, all eyes were upon them, they wanted to give a good show. The first man pulled my head towards him and forced his cock into my mouth, spurting salty liquid against the back of my throat. Another soon followed, then another, until I felt I was choking on cum.
“Swallow, Carla, swallow,” Malcolm said. I did as I was told, just before another cock splattered against my tongue. Five cumloads later I finally felt the guy who was fucking me cum, and I knew it was finished. I had passed, and my whole body was sore and satiated at the same time.
“Are we going to let her go now?” Malcolm asked Jessica.
“Well,” said Jessica, “she has done very well. But I do think she still deserves a bit of a whipping. She has, after all, been a complete and unashamed slut.”
“Very well,” said Malcolm, and reached up to a hook on one of the beams and lifted down a long whip. “just a few strokes, though Jessica, be fair.”
Jessica stood behind me for the longest time, everyone watching, the room filled with the silence of anticipation. I heard the crack, and felt the whip come down sharp against my skin. I screamed. She had never whipped me that hard before.
“That’ll do,” Jessica said. “I just wanted to remind her who’s boss.”
As if that was ever in doubt, I thought, grateful as they finally released me.
The rest of the evening went like a normal party – or as normal as it could be socialising with people who had all just watched you naked and fucked senseless by a crowd of people. Once I had had another warm bath and was able to walk again, I was able to relax and eat canapés and drink champagne and just enjoy myself really. Later on, we all had a snowball fight outside, and later, later on it was Jessica’s turn for some action. But, that is another story….
As our car pulled into the driveway, I shivered, half with excitement and half with fear. The house was tall and imposing, and the car park to the side of the house was already full of cars… Aston Martins, Mercedes, Jaguars, Bentleys. This was a well to do crowd and past experience told me that they would be the type who took their fun very seriously. The unholy alliance that had developed between Mike and Jessica made me even more nervous – they were united in ensuring my absolute surrender to their every whim.
Two doormen approached the car even before Mike had switched off the engine, and thrown open the doors for Jessica and me. As we walked towards the house, a man and a woman appeared in the doorway with welcoming gestures.
“Mike, darling!” called the woman. “You finally made it! And this must be the lovely Carla and the divine Jessica…”
“Hello Eleanor,” Mike said warmly, kissing her. “Malcolm,” he turned to greet the man, who was wearing a purple velvet waistcoat and some sort of a cloak, “how are you?”
“All the better for seeing these lovely guests of yours,” Malcolm responded, reaching to put his arms around Jessica and me.
Jessica shrugged his embrace away disdainfully, but I allowed him to touch me and felt his hand deliberately graze my breast.
“You must be Carla,” he smiled appreciatively. “Come, let us show you all your rooms, before we join the other guests. You will want to freshen up I’m sure.”
We were led through a large hallway to a magnificent twin staircase which curved elegantly to a rounded gallery above. Malcolm was pulling me ahead of the others, as he led us down a long wide corridor. I glanced back and saw Jessica whispering into Eleanor’s ear, and caught a mischievous smile in response. Suddenly I found myself being led up another staircase, at the top of which was a landing with three doors off it.
“These are your rooms,” Malcolm told us. “They are all adjoining so you can be friendly, or not, as you wish.”
Friendly wasn’t quite the word for my two companions but I was quite sure that the interconnecting doors would be kept firmly open.
Mike and Jessica were shown their rooms first. Then Eleanor and Malcolm took me into mine.
“Carla,” Eleanor said, “I am sure you would like to bathe before you meet our other guests?”
“Yes, that would be great,” I smiled appreciatively.
Eleanor led the way into the bathroom – a huge marbled space with an enormous bath big enough for four people in the centre of the room. She turned on the taps.
“It will take a while to run,” she said. “Now, Malcolm and I do like to be good hosts. Let us help you undress.”
“Well, I really should ask Jessica,” I said, as they both approached me.
“No need,” Jessica said, appearing in the doorway. “It was my suggestion. I wanted to make sure you are fully prepared for the evening to come.”
The next moment, Malcolm was behind me, his hands under the waist of my skirt, unbuttoning it and pulling it down over my legs, and Eleanor was in front of me unbuttoning my blouse. I was vaguely aware of both Jessica and Mike entering the room as my knickers were pulled off and my bra unhooked. Within moments I was completely naked and I felt hands all over me, caressing my nipples and my clitoris, and probing my cunt and anus. There was no point in struggling, there were too many hands, too many sensations to resist. I felt myself surrender to the strangers.
Malcolm’s fingers were pushed deep inside my pussy and my ass within moments, while Eleanor tapped and squeezed my nipples and then took each into her mouth in turn, licking and sucking them. I felt my cunt moisten and then gush as Malcolm’s fingers fucked both my holes at once.
“This is a horny one you’ve brought us, Mike,” Malcolm said feeling my sudden wetness and shaking body. “Her skin quivers like a horse…. I want to mount her… is that OK?”
“Don’t ask me,” Mike’s voice came from behind me, “Ask Jessica”.
“Look at the little slut, she’s desperate for it,” Jessica said, “She needs a good spanking first for giving herself up so easily to complete strangers.”
“Will you do the honours?” Malcolm asked, his fingers still moving rhythmically in and out of my cunt and ass, while Eleanor sucked my nipples harder and frigged at my bulging clitoris.
“Yes. Bring her over to the bed.”
I wondered, wildly, about what was happening to the bathwater as Malcolm suddenly withdrew his hand and lifted me by the waist, carrying me back into the bedroom. Jessica sat at the end of the bed, poised and stern. She was right on the corner, so that Mike was able to lower me over her lap from one side.
“Right,” Jessica said, “Carla, you know what’s coming don’t you?”
“Yes,” I replied, pretending to be fearful. I loved being spanked by Jessica, and I was afraid if she realised this she would stop doing it.
Jessica began to spank me, hard, her experienced hand making red marks across every inch of my bottom. I squirmed, more with delight than pain. I loved the anticipation of feeling each strike of her palm, and the warm glow it left.
Malcolm was standing close to the bed where I could just see him, I sensed that his cock was out and that Eleanor was stroking it, even though I could not quite see. I tried to turn my head to look but Jessica pinched my bottom hard with her nails so that I squealed.
“Keep still while I punish you!” she admonished.
“Please can I fuck her now,” Malcolm pleaded, moving out of my sightline.
“Yes, you can fuck her ass,” Jessica said, pulling apart my ass cheeks with her fingers and opening up my anus. “She’ll enjoy it too much in her pussy, it’s absolutely soaking… take her hard up the ass.”
I felt Malcolm’s cock nuzzle my asshole as Jessica opened me up even more for him and then I felt him pushing his way in. I tensed a little, but I wanted him, wanted to be fucked in front of them all, exposed, sore and undignified. I loved feeling his cock forcing its way in to my tender bottom, and Jessica’s hands guiding it.
As Malcolm started to edge deeper into me, Jessica’s hands moved to my breasts and began squeezing and kneading them. Malcolm was fucking me hard now, and her hands were driving me to absolute torment.
“Jessica, if you carry on I am going to come,” I pleaded.
“You are not to come. That is an order.” Jessica responded sharply. But her hands continued to tease my breasts mercilessly as Malcolm fucked my arse, his cock thrusting deeper and deeper into me.
I twisted and turned in torment.
Suddenly another pair of hands was touching me, reaching under my belly and pressing against my clit.
“Oh my God,” I cried out, “I am going to come, this is impossible”.
Jessica pinched one of my nipples hard so I screamed. “You are NOT to come,” she admonished.
I squirmed and bit my lip. The sensation of being fucked whilst two women fondled my breasts and clit was more than I could bear. I felt myself succumbing, just as Malcolm shouted, “I’m coming,” and his warm spunk pulsed into my arse. Eleanor withdrew her hand, and I carefully hid my own orgasm under his groans.
“Time for your bath Carla,” Eleanor said, helping me to my feet.
“Yes, you definitely need it,” Jessica said, “you’re filthy, you’ve got spunk running down your legs.”
The bath thankfully had not overflowed, and I slipped into it gratefully, enjoying Eleanor’s caresses as she carefully washed me everywhere.
“You see,” she said to me, “we are very attentive hosts.”
Later, dressed once more, in a long red dress that clung sensuously to my curves, I found myself descending the grand staircase with Jessica on my arm. Jessica was wearing black velvet, her neckline low, showing her beautiful cleavage. I love Jessica’s breasts! I could kiss and suck on them for hours – but she rarely allows it.
Instead of feeling satiated by all the activity of the day, I just found myself feeling even more horny. It is as though the more sex I have, the more I need. Also, I knew that what I had experienced was just a starter, and I was wet with anticipation of what was to come.
We found ourselves in a ballroom. At first, we all milled around a bit, meeting people, chatting. There were a lot of guests there, all very elegantly dressed and well-mannered. But there was always a slight edge, each time I was introduced to a new person. It was as though they had all been expecting me, and that there was some kind of secret agenda they all knew about, in which I played a key part.
A few glasses of champagne and lots of superficial conversations later, a bell sounded, and a hush fell over the room. Malcolm was standing on a raised platform, waiting to speak.
“Ladies and gentleman,” he boomed. “Thank you all for coming. Now, as you know, we have two new guests here tonight – the lovely Carla and the lovely Jessica. It is our beloved tradition to initiate any newcomers to our gathering and tonight is no exception. However, our Jessica has asked for a pass, and has volunteered Carla in her stead to do Jessica’s initiation as well as her own. Jessica has offered to help facilitate this in any way she can.”
There was a definite gasp around the room as Malcolm said the last bit. I wondered what this initiation could involve if even the seasoned guests were gasping at my taking a double dose.
“What does the initiation involve?” I asked Mike tremulously, but he simply smiled.
All eyes were upon me now, as Malcolm and Eleanor walked towards me.
“Put your hands behind your back,” Malcolm said to me. I obeyed and he tied them tightly with rope. I then found myself being led towards a doorway, where a narrow staircase spiralled down into the darkness. Gingerly, I followed Malcolm down, aware that everyone else was following behind.
We arrived into a stone cellar, lit by lanterns along each wall. It was hard to see clearly but I could make out two objects in the middle of the room which seemed to be suspended by chains from the beams. As we approached them, I saw that they were complex leather harnesses.
All the guests were in the cellar now and they formed a large wide ring around us. Malcolm untied my hands and then unzipped my dress at the back and Eleanor pulled it down away from my body, so I was just standing in my underwear, shoes and stockings.
Malcolm unhooked my bra while Eleanor slipped off my knickers and shoes. I was completely naked except for my stockings and suspenders, in front of a room full of unknown people, all of whom were staring at me as though I were some kind of feast.
“Carla,” Malcolm said, I want you to bend over into this harness. I saw now that it was some kind of swing – slightly cushioned in the centre. Steadied by Malcolm and Eleanor on each side, I felt myself falling forwards into it. It held my weight fine, and soon I was suspended, my ass raised in the air, as Malcolm busied himself about me strapping and buckling me into it. My legs were forced apart and my arms strapped up, so that it was impossible to move at all. Malcolm then messed about a bit adjusting the height, raising me a little bit more off the ground, until I felt his groin against my ass cheeks and he seemed satisfied I was at the right height. I was completely immobilised, my breasts, cunt and ass exposed between the leather straps.
“Any questions, Carla?” Malcolm asked.
“Yes,” I answered. “What is the other swing for?”
“Aha,” Malcolm responded. “Eleanor, would you be so good as to demonstrate.”
Eleanor, graciously lifted her skirt above her waist, revealing a beautiful, neatly shaved pussy. She had clearly undressed for the occasion because there was no underwear in sight. She then lowered herself carefully into the other swing, spreading her legs wide so that I was looking right into her pink open cunt. Malcolm pushed my swing towards hers until my mouth touched her pussy.
“Lick, Carla, my Eleanor needs attention, lick, lick,” Malcolm said. I started to lick Eleanor’s exposed pussy lips and clit. Malcolm pushed the swing more towards her.
“Lick harder, Carla,” he said, “she likes it rough.” I lapped away harder and harder at the glistening cunt that was pressed against my face, finally feeling Eleanor spasm underneath me.
Eleanor thanked me and climbed down from the swing, letting her skirt fall back down as she walked away.
“That’s what the other swing is for, Carla,” Malcolm told me. “Now, ordinarily, an initiation would involve pleasuring 5 or 6 female guests while our male guests take their pleasure with you. However, you have been volunteered to take Jessica’s share.. so we actually have 12 beautiful cunts and 12 throbbing cocks for you to pleasure, and they all want a wonderful orgasm. The men will make sure they get theirs, but if you leave any of our ladies unfulfilled, you will be soundly whipped and left down here until the party is over. Do you understand?”
“Yes,” I breathed. I had no intention of leaving anyone unfulfilled. I could hardly wait.
A pretty blonde woman lifted her dress and climbed into the swing in front of me. As my lips touched her pussy, I felt my own pussy lips being parted and a cock entering me from behind. It was sheer heaven. I was being fucked by a complete stranger, I had no idea who, while smelling and tasting cunt juice and lapping at a beautiful stranger’s clit. People were thronging around, watching me being fucked, and I felt hands sliding under the harness to fondle my breasts and touch my own clit. The unknown male guest began to fuck me harder, knocking my face against the woman’s cunt, but I continued to work hard, licking and sucking at her, as she moaned and squirmed.
“Let’s help her out,” I heard Mike say, and he began to stroke the pretty blonde woman’s breasts through her silk dress, telling her how beautiful her body was and how charmingly she squirmed. At that moment I felt the cock inside me pulsate and the man who was fucking me groaned and slumped against me. He had no sooner withdrawn, than another took his place, bigger this time and a slightly different angle. He started slowly, and I was able to press face against the woman’s open cunt and fuck her gently with my tongue. Mike still teasing at her breasts, she finally came, screaming and writhing. Mike helped her from the swing and another woman appeared – red haired this time, older, curvier. Her pussy was covered in ginger curls. Once again, my tongue got to work, and this time Jessica appeared to assist Mike, playing with her breasts and kissing her lips. I was being fucked hard now, it was very hard to concentrate on two things at the same time, but luckily this woman came easily and was soon shuddering in ecstasy. The man’s orgasm followed soon after, and he quickly withdrew to make way for the next.
One after the other they took me. I was completely restrained, my legs wide apart, totally exposed, being passed from cock to cock like a joint. When a man was too tall or too short, they adjusted my height, and the height of the swing in front so that my cunt was always in the perfect position for easy entry, and my face pressed against a moist and hungry cunt. I was loving it. My tongue is long and agile and I have had years of practice giving pleasure to women, so I had no trouble pleasing the stream of pretty pussies that were placed in front of me. Jessica and Mike were joined by others, who took great pleasure in assisting me in giving the female guests pleasure. I noticed some of my patients were reaching out and stroking the men’s cocks while I licked their pussies, obviously enjoying getting them hard to fuck me.
I lost count of how many cocks I had had inside me. It felt like more than 12 after a while and I began to wonder if some had started again. Sometimes they got bored fucking me in the cunt and took me in the ass or beat their cocks against my ass cheeks and rubbed against me until they spurted warm cum over my bottom. I didn’t care, I was totally given and it felt glorious.
The last lovely pussy spasmed under my tongue and I received the customary thank you as the lady guest climbed down from the love seat and straightened her dress. I was still being fucked, hard, hands all over my breasts, stroking and pinching.
“Well done Carla,” Malcolm said, watching admiringly. “You have pleasured all our female guests and the initiation is nearly finished. All that remains is for you to drink the cum of all our male guests who haven’t yet been satisfied. To pass the initiation you must swallow every drop.
A row of hard cocks appeared in front of my face and, whilst still being fucked, hard, from behind, I found myself being turned like a rotating stand, first towards one, then another, as they rubbed against my face and slipped between my lips. I opened my mouth wide to give them easy access. The men were masturbating hard, all eyes were upon them, they wanted to give a good show. The first man pulled my head towards him and forced his cock into my mouth, spurting salty liquid against the back of my throat. Another soon followed, then another, until I felt I was choking on cum.
“Swallow, Carla, swallow,” Malcolm said. I did as I was told, just before another cock splattered against my tongue. Five cumloads later I finally felt the guy who was fucking me cum, and I knew it was finished. I had passed, and my whole body was sore and satiated at the same time.
“Are we going to let her go now?” Malcolm asked Jessica.
“Well,” said Jessica, “she has done very well. But I do think she still deserves a bit of a whipping. She has, after all, been a complete and unashamed slut.”
“Very well,” said Malcolm, and reached up to a hook on one of the beams and lifted down a long whip. “just a few strokes, though Jessica, be fair.”
Jessica stood behind me for the longest time, everyone watching, the room filled with the silence of anticipation. I heard the crack, and felt the whip come down sharp against my skin. I screamed. She had never whipped me that hard before.
“That’ll do,” Jessica said. “I just wanted to remind her who’s boss.”
As if that was ever in doubt, I thought, grateful as they finally released me.
The rest of the evening went like a normal party – or as normal as it could be socialising with people who had all just watched you naked and fucked senseless by a crowd of people. Once I had had another warm bath and was able to walk again, I was able to relax and eat canapés and drink champagne and just enjoy myself really. Later on, we all had a snowball fight outside, and later, later on it was Jessica’s turn for some action. But, that is another story….
