Enough sex toys to be in a bondage dungeon!

You were surprised on how dark it was inside, the walls were painted dark and it was dimly lit by a few candles. You calmly sit on the giant bed as you look around the room. Rosetta and Vittoria were caressing each other on a large comfy looking lounge chair, and clearly the three of you were in sex dungeon. You were at a lost at how else to call the room you were currently in. There were many dildos of all kinds on the shelves, handcuffs on the wall, hooks from the roof, and a bin full of the gags, corsets, and paddles. You were slightly frightened at what you were seeing in this room.

Vittoria got off of her curvy lovers lap and locked the door on the inside with a key. Rosetta sat on right side of the bed beside you and put her hand on your thigh, “Here is the thing Lee. We like you and we are going to have fun. But we have to be honest with you.” Rosetta delicately stroked your hair, “Me and Vittoria have met before, we have similar... Tastes to say the least, which is why you are here today...” You were speechless, what was happening here, they were treating you like a aperitivo!

Vittoria sat on the left side of you and put her left hand on Rosetta’s hand, “Look either way, I am getting my fucking rocks off so are you in for a good time?” You looked at her in shock, her vulgarity was running thin with you and you just needed to be assertive and demand to be able leave.

In the end though, all you could muster to do is give a weak shake of the head. Vittoria in an instant though, just grabbed your right breast and pushed you on your back, making you gasp in shock. How dare she do that to you! But you felt powerless as Rosetta joined in ravaging you. Their hands touched every surface of your body, your struggling just encouraging them more. Soon their hands ripped your blouse, exposing your bra to the air. You gulp in fear, as you were starting to seriously panic. Rosetta’s tongue entered your mouth, distracting you from what was happening around you. “God” you thought, “This is amazing.” This thought surprises you but not as much as what happened to your wrists.

As you were being invaded Rosetta, Vittoria was slowly dragging you by your hands towards the bed posts, and chained you to it! Your arms futilely thrash against the iron cuffs as you were realizing you were stuck. Rosetta was still straddling your torso, pawing at your supple breasts, you squirm under her touch, as her movements just wanted to make you scream! Rosetta stopped as she noticed her punk lover came beside her with a top-hat, “Now Rosè, you know how it goes, take a card from the hat and we do what it says to this little Asian puttana here...” As Rosetta put her hand in the hat, Vittoria leaned over and petted your forehead, “Yeah you like being called a little puttana, don’t you brutta?” She then proceeded to roughly tongue your face and the inside of your mouth.

Rosetta then perked up reading what it said on the card, and therefore deciding your next fate.