Katy to the dungeon

After naps and lounging after during the day, we all meet for dinner. Monica radiates. I’ve never seen her so happy and positive. Looks like she found her bliss in Zach’s monster cock. Courtney chats it up with Joey and Phoebe. She’s never even attempted to talk with me the whole trip. Katy sits next to me, and we have a fun casual chat. At one point she casually says, “You’re staying in my room tonight right?”

“Of course,” I say, acting like it’s no big deal, even thought I can’t fucking wait.

After dinner, Courtney passes the hat for the dungeon. This time Joey is more aware. “Alright. I’ll have a slip for everyone but me. I didn’t appreciate your game yesterday: everyone needs an equal shot.”

A name is pulled out: Katy. She looks around the group bashfully. She’s not sharing a room with me tonight, but I’ll know where she’ll be. I start running through the list of sex toys down there. I’m for sure tying her up, then breaking out the chocolate and whipped cream. I’m going to treat her little tan body as dessert.

We all walk her down to the basement room. We close the door to the room. I want to turn and immediately walk in right away but I don’t want to seem too anxious.

At the top of the stairs, Joey says, “I’m gonna show you how the dungeon room is meant to be used. Watch the cameras for a masterclass in sex.”

I swear I hear everyone’s eyes roll at the same time. He hustles down the stairs and joins Katy in the dungeon room. Great, now I get Joey’s sloppy seconds, or I’ll seem really great in comparison with him.

The six remaining settle in the living room. Monica says, “So let me get the rules straight, since I slept in the same bed as Chandler last night, I can’t fuck him again?”

“You can fuck him again, but you can’t sleep with him,” Courtney explains. “You sleep with a new person every night. That way there’s variety.”

Zach says, “Why are you even asking that question Monica? You know I’m not done with that sexy body! You’re staying with me tonight, and I’m going to be inside you entire time.”

Monica blushes so deeply then goes and sits on Zach’s lap throwing her arms around him. “Sorry. I didn’t know if I was good enough down at the lake for you to want more.”

The good news about my wife being so into Zach is that I don’t have to compete with him to bang Katy in the dungeon room, but it is a little concerning how quickly my wife has fallen in love with his huge dick.

Abruptly Courtney gets up and leaves the room. Maybe she doesn’t like seeing my wife draped all over her husband. Good riddance, you rude bitch.

I look over at Phoebe. She slept with Nick last night, so it’s either me or her husband. I ask, “Sleep with me tonight?”

She says, “Yeah for sure. I don’t want to sleep with my husband. Especially after what he is doing down there in the dungeon.”

I don’t turn to see what she’s talking about. I don’t want to see Katy with another man. I’m still thinking about what I’m about to do to her. Can you make love to something who is chained spread eagle to a bed?

I’m excited to find out. Katy and I have had so much chemistry in our cute flirting and kissing. I know our sex is going to be incredible.

Joey eventually comes back upstairs from the dungeon. Zach carries my thick wife up to his room for “privacy”, even though we can all watch them by changing the channel.

I tell Phoebe, “I’m going down to the dungeon, but I’ll sleep in the same bed as you, please save me a spot.”

“Deal. You guys will be so cute together: the blonde couple. I’ll be watching. You’ll do amazing.”

Damn. How did Phoebe become my biggest cheerleader? I’m slowly liking her more and more. We’ve move past sexual tension to actually bonding.

I give her a fist pound and say, “Maybe you can hook up with Courtney and find out how ice cold her pussy is.”

“What did you say about my pussy?”

I look up and see Courtney glaring at me. Her eyes shine an unnatural green. Her sealed plump lips haven’t cracked a real smile in years.

I say, “Nothing. I was just headed to the dungeon.”

“No, you’re not,” Courtney says. She slips a steel bracelet on my wrist and clicks it closed. It takes me a second to realize what it is. Not a bracelet but a handcuff. A handcuff attached to a chain that is attached to a second cuff that is around Courtney’s wrist.

This fake wannabe influencer bitch is cockblocking me from Katy by handcuffing herself to me.

“What the fuck,” I say, yanking my wrist.

Her arm moves with mine, then she pulls back, “I’ll take them off in the morning.” She looks down at me like I’m a piece of trash. Like I never should have been invited to this lake house. Like she’s sacrificing herself so I don’t contaminate the rest of the group.

I stand up and return her glare. This stuck up bitch made a huge fucking mistake chaining herself to me. I’m about to fuck all the fake out of her.