Bang 'n Blast[ed]

Standing there, naked, bound, gagged, and my leash securely in his hand. I look down at the ground, waiting submissively for what he may desire, surrounded by his mates, their eyes staring at me with longing. As pleasure slowly ebbs through me, I hear myself quietly making a sound and realize... I'm whimpering. Even I'm shocked at the sound, though it's muffled and distorted by the ball gag. I feel hands upon my skin, rubbing softly upon my waist, arms, legs, bosom, ass, and thatch.

I feel them, grasping, groping, and pinching at me, and I remain before them, allowing it, albeit it still intermittently alternating between moaning and whimpering. Time passes as I wait, but just as I get used to being groped and grabbed, I find myself being yanked, and without preamble, landing on my back on the bed. Lying down before them, I find myself with him towering nearby, his friends moving to circle me once more.

He pets my hair, looking at me with a sharp, intense, not to mention lust-filled, gaze. My neck arched against the pillow, and I gasped as desire sought to unglue my mind, only vaguely noting the leash hanging loose from his hand as I lay there. Quickly he moved unto the bed, my legs swiftly spreading wide, as if opened via a spring, his arms moving up and down them as I lay before them.

I moan, my back arching as I cry out, or at least as well as I could given the ball gag, as he pulled himself toward me. Prone and all but helps before him, my thoughts shift to only one thread; Being screwed by him. He rubs his hand up and down my tights, and I moan in repose, hoping he'd just take me. Just then, as I thought that, his pants unzipped, and I felt his cock rub against my clit, and I rolled my head back, my gaze now aimed at the ceiling and headboard, as he played with me crassly. My breath quickly grew ragged in my ears, as I did my best to breathe through my nose and passed the ball gag, even as his cock rubbed against my shaved mound and clit.

I orgasmed the moment his cock entered into me, my body twitching my left leg before them as he claimed me. He started slow, taking his time to play it out, clearly enjoying having me under his spell, and his friends all chuckled as they watched it play out before them. I cried out, muffled dramatically, by the ball gag, as he slowly thrust himself deeper into me, each time bringing him deeper inside me. I lay there, holding onto the bed with just my outstretched legs and feet, my arms still bound behind me, as I orgasmed from the public pounding I was experiencing. My only thought was how good it felt, my desire and fulfillment growing higher thanks to me being so observed.

I climaxed hard as his balls slapped into my shaved mound, his cock stretching me deep as he sought to use and **** my willing body for his own pleasures. I felt myself orgasm, again and again, as he used me before them, and all the while aware my only desire was for him to keep taking me. my back arched up hard off the bed, before flopping back down, as he slowly, rhythmically pounded into me, shoving me toward the head of the bed each time his balls smashed into my shaved mound. Just then, I heard his friends laughing, and much to my surprise, all of them pulled out their cocks, and soon started rubbing them toward me, prone and the bed before them.

I find myself being so used, and yet only desiring nothing else. He took his time, enjoying the power he had over me. His speed increased, and he pounded into me forcefully, each thrust faster and faster until he was using akin to a piston, smashing deep within my willing body. I felt myself orgasm again and again, and I lay prostrate and helpless before him. I look around, as pleasure sought to claim every one of my consciousness and see his buddies all self-pleasing, their loads aimed at my exposed skin. I returned my gaze to the headboard, as Another wave of pleasure/desire sought to overwhelm me, and I cried out, as loud as I could, as my back arched.

I climaxed hard as his load exploded inside me, and I felt it being unleashed into my body as he thoroughly used me. I felt him continue to pound me, followed swiftly by yet more of his load being expelled into me. His buddies had good timing, coating my bosom, chest, face, and hair, with loads of their own. I gasped, as well as I could, as at least one of them nearly missed splashing seamen into my eye, and they laughed at it as if they were told a good joke.

I quickly fell asleep moments after the orgasmic pleasure ended, and I lay there exhausted. In what felt like moments, when I finally woke up, I found myself on my feet again. I moved, and I found my arms bound above my head. I looked up, and quickly noticed the binds were over a hook in the wall ... and I was high enough up that my toes nearly reached the floor. I tried to make a sound, to call out, but that came out highly distorted and muffled, and as I became more aware, I noticed the ball gag was still deeply in my mouth. I gasped, looked around, and found myself alone, in his room. In the quiet that followed, I also found my legs bound together at my ankle and around my knees, holding them tightly together, as I swayed softly upon my toes.

Time seemed to pass by slowly, and after what seemed like an entirety of trying to balance on my toes, did I catch a voice, and felt hope spring anew within me, as I wondered who that could be, and what could I do ...