Diana Continues

"Next, Lillian tears herself away from your body. She checks the ropes, making sure that they're good and tight. Kyle watches. He's trying to pretend that he's unaffected by the sight of Lillian's treatment of you, but you can see that he's hard.

"As soon as Lillian is sure that you can't escape or move, she steps back and turns to the camera. It's set to record a video, and as soon as its pointed at you, you feel as if you've been burned. You're unable to hide yourself, unable to do anything but splutter and beg for your dignity - which only makes her laugh. She puts it down on the other side of the room and tells you the punishment.

"In about five minutes, the volleyball team is going to finish practising. They're going to come here to get washed and changed. When they do, you're going to beg them to do whatever they want to you. No matter how humiliating or degrading, you're going to be their willing little **** and fuck-toy. If you refuse or hesitate? You fail the punishment and Kyle is replaced by a new master. The camera will be recording the whole time, so Lillian will know if you don't do what a good little **** should."

"Holy shit," Lisa murmured softly. "You're really painting this picture, Di."

Diana ignored that, moving to further her story. "Kyle and Lillian meanwhile are going to leave and check back on you in half an hour. Kyle is visibly **** to go, but Lillian steers him away. Now it's just you. You on your own. All trussed up and ready to use. You try to move, to get some freedom from your ropes. But they're tight, and Lillian made them tighter. There's no way for you to get free.

"You wait for what seems like an eternity, every second ticks by in an agonising slowness. You can feel the camera watching you, recording your every twitch or whine. Finally, after what seems like hours, the volleyball team arrives. There are six of them, four girls and two guys. As soon as they walk into the room, they see you. How can they not? You're trussed up all nicely, with a box of toys to play with too."

Lisa gave a soft whine, her twin's voice drawing out her deepest fantasies. Stacy could only watch in awe and shock as Diana narrated Lisa's humiliation and punishment.

"You know some of them," Diana went on. "You've talked to them, played with them. They asked you to join last year, but you didn't really feel it. But now, they're different. They're looking at you, first in shock and then in hunger. It's like they don't even recognise you as a person. You can see the lust in their eyes, the growing desire in their faces. The guys have erections, the girls look intrigued. What do you do, Lisa? What do you do?"

Lisa licked her bottom lip, her voice coming out softly, half mesmerised by the tale.

"I have to beg them, don't I? I have to do it. Even though I really don't want to, I don't want to lose Kyle as my master so I have to do it."

"What do you say to them? Be specific."

"I say..." She took a deep breath, "I say ''Please use me whichever way you want, I've been sent here as a punishment by my master to serve you in every way I can."

"Punishment?" Diana says, moving towards her twin. Stacy was watching, finding it impossible to look away. She felt a throbbing heat between her legs, a dryness in her throat. Was she really getting turned on by this?

"One of the girls asks you what you are being punished for. How do you answer?"

Lisa licked her lips, her voice was low, and her face was flushed and red as she turned it towards the floor.

"I tell them it's because I thought that I was as good as them. That I didn't have to be a ****. The punishment is to remind me about my proper place. I tell them that they can humiliate me any way they want."

"They do," Diana purred. "The girls move to the box of toys that Lillian left. The guys move forward. They start feeling you, running their hands over you, their fingers trailing across your cold, sensitive skin. You're hot, you're nipples are hard. One of the guys takes them in their hand and tweaks them, the feeling makes you shudder. You feel yourself getting wetter and wetter. They run a finger between your legs, and they start to laugh when they realise just how turned on you are."

Diana was close to Lisa now, running a hand gently through her hair. Lisa was kneeling with her eyes closed, her breath coming and going in shuddering bursts.

"The girls come back with the toys," Diana said. "They tell you that they're going to make sure you know your place from now on. They tease your breasts, caressing your nipples until they're hard. Then out come the clamps. They're cold and rough, biting down against your skin. You wriggle and moan, but that just makes them laugh even harder. They pull on the clamps, just to watch you squirm. Then one of them gets down on her knees and starts to eat you out. Her tongue is lapping at your pussy, the suction is driving you wild. Your senses are screaming and you're moaning, gasping.

"Part of you is aware that Kyle is going to see this. Your boyfriend is going to see you cum again and again. Meanwhile, the guys are tired of waiting. One of them takes down his pants, his cock is hard and ready. Practically throbbing for your attention. Your hands are bound, so he decides to use your mouth. He tells you to suck on it, and you do. You lick and suck on his cock, taking as much of it into your mouth as you can. All the while, the girl between your legs is driving you wild!

"The other guy circles around behind you. You don't notice at first, not until you feel something cold and hard press against your ass. He's got a toy - a set of vibrating beads. You moan in protest, feeling his hands prying your cheeks apart. The beads are large, and you tense up as you feel them pushed inside of you. One by one, each one a bit bigger than the last. You feel violated, you want to say that you can't take anymore, but your mouth is full of cock. When the beads turn on, it feels stranger and stronger than you ever expected. The vibrations shake you to the core, combining with the sharp bite of the clamps on your tits, and the tongue of the girl between your legs.

"You cum and cum hard, moaning and gasping around the guy's cock. But it isn't over. The girl moves over, and another one comes to take her turn. Her fingers are long and deft, and you feel them brushing over your pussy. You're soaking, but she's not interested in your slit. She's looking for your clit. Your hard, tight little clit. As soon as she touches it, you convulse, the feeling is so strong! Pleasure bounds through your body, and the whole team laughs at your obvious shame and arousal. As the guy cums down your throat, the new girl ties a string around your clit. It's soft, but it still bites into you. It's worse when they tie a weight to the other end, the thing dangles between your legs, tugging on you and tormenting you. She lets it swing back and forth, the string pulls on your bud, each time it's an explosion of feeling that makes your legs shake."

"Fuck," Lisa moaned softly. She was having a hard time staying still. Her chest rose and fell as she struggled to breath steadily. "Do they all take their turn with me?"

"Of course they do," Diana said. "Each and every one of them wants the chance to make you cum. To humiliate you. They each do it in their own way too. One of them fingers you, faster and faster until your whole body is trembling and you're begging for release. Another one is softer, gentler. She kisses you, trailing her mouth across your body. Her lips and tongue tease your nipples, your pussy, and even your clit. You cum. explosively. Other want to use toys, or to mark your body. Eventually, it all starts to blend together into an ocean of feeling, of orgasms and of humiliation which sweeps forth to carry your mind away."

Diana nodded to herself, standing back and taking on a more business-like tongue.

"And that's how you would be punished, Lisa."