I woke up crying, well whimpering, sobbing, not really too sure, I can say it was ‘just one of those things.' My arms were tied out to the sides of me, with thin rope, they were stretched tight, painfully so. My legs were tied spread apart too. The bed I was tied to was black cast iron; each of the four posts hosted a knob, about the size of an apple. The bedspread beneath me was red, and felt like satin. I was cold, naked and very scared. I did not know how I had got here, the last thing I remembered was having drinks in a bar with friends and yes, I was quite drunk because I had been drinking wine, which always finished me off.
I cried out, even though I was afraid to, I was hoping in vain that this was some-ones idea of a practical joke, and in a few minutes, I would be angry but not afraid any more. Nobody answered my calls though, and in this windowless room it was dark and damp I shivered until I fell asleep again. I woke to a loud commotion, and as the door at the end of the room opened, five or six guys and a woman piled through the door, they were noisy and they carried with them, bottle of beers, and carrier bags containing god knows what! The room lit up.
“Wow man, you weren’t kidding.”
The ‘tallest’ man said to someone else in the group, gesturing towards me, as I lay on the bed with my dignity stripped away along with my clothes.
“Can someone tell me what the fuck I’m doing here?” I cried out to all of them.
There was laughter, and then a voice I recognised as Simon’s my ex boyfriends
“Well honey, you always wanted everyone else, other than me, and now you’re going to get your wish and so much more.”
“You bastard! You can’t do this to me,” I said through fresh tears, more laughter erupted as I sobbed quietly.
Simon had been bitter, when I ended our relationship. He had sobbed for days, curled up in a ball, saying he did not know what he was going to do from now on, that I was his life, and without me, none of it meant anything. It was sad, and I really did feel awful, but it had taken me years to finally be brave enough to admit that I wasn’t happy, and I was afraid but I wasn’t going to back down now for a few more months of misery and inevitably the same conclusion.
Yes I had flirted with other guys when I was with Simon, and yes I had admitted honestly that I fancied some of the guys I socialised with when he had asked me, but I was never unfaithful, and when the desire to be, became too strong, I knew it was time to make the decision. Simon had moved away to Oxford to be closer to his place of work, and I had not seen or heard from him since.
“Allow me to introduce my friends, he said joyfully.”
Then he went on spouting names, the only two I can remember were Ray and Monica, the only girl with them.
“What are the plan then Si?” said one of the guys.
“It’s a free for all people, do what you like to her,” and she’ll enjoy every second of it, and even if she doesn’t, oh well” My temper was rising now, and I shouted obscenities at all of them.
“Go on do what you bloody well want, and I’ll hunt down every Fucking last one of you.” I said with angry drool.
“Okay boys and girl, who’s first?” said Simon
“I’ll go first and that will get all of the boys going,” said Monica, not that she needed to get them going, they were already undressing themselves and sported hard on’s of all sizes.
“You always said this was what you wanted babes.”
Simon whispered into my ear, and he was right, I had mentioned it once in the throes of passion, in one of those moments where fantasies find words and courage. However, that was just fantasy all the same, and we were together then, I trusted him. Monica climbed onto the bed, and everyone cheered her on. She straddled me and I felt the hair from her pussy brush against my stomach.
“I’m going to make you come sweetheart,” she said up close to my face.
I closed my eyes and turned my head away from her. Under normal circumstances, I would have said that she was pretty; she had shoulder length natural blonde hair, pale flawless skin, and pale blue eyes. I didn’t fancy women at all though and had no desires towards them. Everyone in the room was watching as she started to grope my breasts, tweaking each of my nipples, between her soft fingers. I was freezing cold and my nipples were hard which aroused her; she took them in turn into her mouth. It felt warm compared to me. I could feel her pussy getting wet on my stomach and she slowly began to rub herself leaving a wet trail of her juices on my skin.
She moved down my body, licking her own juices from me when she reached my tummy, and then she went down to my pussy and began to play. I felt her warm fingers part my pussy lips and she gasped into me. Fingers entered me, seeming to know exactly where they were heading. She wasn’t messing about, she really meant to make me come, and although at first I thought ‘no way’ I was starting to enjoy this, and it was going to happen anyway so I may as well enjoy some of it. She used both hands on me spreading me, poking me, twisting and pulling on my clit as others pushed into me. The guys were moving in closer to watch as she worked on my pussy with such enthusiasm. I was getting wetter by the second, and she was getting more and more excited by it. Her fingers found my g-spot and she expertly rubbed me with just enough pressure to cause an eruption of my juices, soaking her fingers. I tried not to cry out, but the force of my orgasm was too intense for silence, it had to be heard and it was, by all of the lustful waiting bodies. She lapped at me, until she had swallowed every last drop of my cum, and then satisfied and smiling she moved back up the bed towards me.
Monica straddled my face, she parted her own pussy lips and showed me her pink pussy, she used her fingers to open her pussy hole, I could see the juices waiting inside of her as shoved herself onto my face. She rubbed herself back and forth as though she was riding a cock. I have to admit that the whole think aroused me, and my tongue betrayed me and began trying to lick at her as she writhed around on top of me. At one stage, she was actually Fucking my nose and I was finding it hard to breath. Then with a loud moan, she came all over my face. I was soaked in her juices even my hair was wet with a combination of sweat and cum. She whispered in my ear that she’d be back for more of me later then climbed off the bed.