Morning Mounting

I moan, my legs spread wide, my mind desperate for relief, having just spent the night being aroused by her toy. Still naked, bound in place, and gagged, I can only moan as they watch on. She nods back, a domineering expression plastering her face. She sets the cup down, nodding, "Well, since you're mine, you may as well get trained in what will be expected of you."

She paused, glancing over at her male friend, who nodded back, walking around me slowly, rubbing a hand along my shoulders. I shudder at the touch in anticipation, my body primed for reacting with desire. "For me, it's more than just having a submissive female friend. Oh, it's much more than that. You need to understand, you're here to divert the 'male gaze' onto, give them a good bit of satisfaction in the process."

She picked up her cup, taking a long sip of her coffee before putting it down. He massages my shoulders, and I let out a sigh at his touch. She walks up, pinching the sides of my chin in her right hand, a smug expression shining brightly there as she resumes, "Oh, I can tease, of course, but provide them something essential to the mix. A control value, one could say. If they get too bothered, too frustrated, too horney... well, there you are, right there on the spot, ready to be the good little slut. Ready to give out a blowjob, ride on cock, hey, maybe even get down and dirty with as many as I want."

She stops once more to drink more of her coffee, swallowing before resuming, "Never fear, you can even help with the teasing. Play along, let a woman have fun fun with ya... never know. I'm sure, since you're since your're so willing to go about naked, that you're down for being my nasty, dirty whore friend... right?"

I let out a gasp, feeling his hands move gently down my back, sliding across my skin softly, exciting so many nerves all at once. Very much aroused, my mind finds all this surprisingly exciting. Not giving it a moment to process, I simply nod. Perhaps it's from lack of sleep, or maybe my frustrated arousal, but just then, I nod back, bouncing my head up and down energetically, doing my best to display my eagerness to submit.

She giggles back, finishing off her coffee, putting the empty cup back down. "Ah yes... just what I dreamed you would be. As a reward to you, I'm going to give you the relief you no doubt crave. With him, of course. He's going to pound you, but then you've already figured that out, right?"

With a laugh, she lowers her hand, squeezing my left breast hard in her hand, and I moan out loud, the discomfort itself enough to get me to orgasm. "Also, I'm getting this recorded. How fun now; we have much to do together."

I gasp, my back arching, for what good that may do, as his left hand cups me around the neck, his prick rubbing across my shaved mound. The vibrator falls out as his member glides across my shaved mound and clit, eliciting an orgasm, racing through me hard as I squirt. I felt myself quiver suddenly, starting at my feet and going swiftly through me, as release races through me.

I moan aloud, my head jutting forward, even as his hand envelopes my neck, slowly putting pressure on my throat. I cry out as he teases me, rubbing his cock across my intimate folds, slapping my ass hard with his right hand. I moan; even the sound came out with a dirty kink to it.

His left hand tightening on my neck, I felt him start to choke me casually, my cheeks taking on a deeper, darker hue as his grip increased on the sides of my neck, pinching the veins there.

She brought up a different toy, and I cried out loud as the thing rubbed across my mound, sending waves of pleasure and desire flooding through my very being. He slapps my ass again even harder, his cock teasing me. He snickers into my ear before kissing me, just below my right ear.

My muscles go taut, all too aware of being held in place before them, as my mind cries out for him to do it already, to claim and use me... why not already? I'm here and willing to... oh, she means to tease more than the men in her life, or even those she happens to pass by; oh no... she wants to tease me too.

Her right hand moves down my side, rubbing at my skin, my desire causing me to lean forward into it as she cackles at the sight, enjoying her playing with me. She grips my left nipple, slowly pinching it in her fingers, before moving to my right breast. She cups it gently, rubbing her fingertips under it, moving casually across its base. Swiftly she cups it, tightening her hold on it, squeezing it while he slaps my ass with something, causing it to shake with each impact.

Feeling each touch, each caress, and each impact hard, I cry out, feeling the release I was seeking all night finally racing through me, every sensation immediately sending pleasure through, eliciting my desire to rise with it. Already panting, I lean into it, even as my mind focuses hard on feeling him buried deep within.

Any hesitation has long left me, I find all that's left is primal desire. I felt him tease it, my ass getting the blind of the attention, as she played it out too, using toys and her hands to send pleasure and discomfort soaring through me. I felt it all keenly, loving every moment of it.

When his cock finally did plunge into me, it only went in to the tip, his prick pressing in from behind me. Even so, I climax at the touch alone. She cackles, "Don't worry, my dirty harlot, I'll let him finish, though you should now; there's way more of this planned for you."

Her dominating expression shines serenely on her face, even as his cock pulls back and thunders into me. She smiles as I cry out, ragged and loud. "Oh, you will do quite nicely, taking any heat off me. You'll get plenty out of it, I assure you."

She moves back, taking it all in, anticipation and smugness showing clearly now as she watches on. I moan aloud, feeling my orgasms race through me, even as his cock starts its slow, rhythmic thrusts into my willing, intimate folds. Each one is rough, forcefully pounding him into me, each time sending him ever so slightly deeper into me.

I orgasm easily and hard, my legs shaking slightly as Pleasure consumes me, my mind view shrinking down to just the two of us, me submitting myself fully for his pleasures and desires. I felt him kissing my right shoulder, his tight grip on my neck and waist, even as his cock ploughs deeper into me.

My body tightly clings to his member, feeling it pounding deep into me, my orgasmic cries loud and shrill. I gave myself over to him fully, enjoying every moment he's using me for his own ends, not caring about anything else, so long as he keeps doing it.

I care not how long he takes, as he takes his time, pounding me. I climax again, even harder than before, as his balls smash into my shaved mound. I notice how his speed increases, deceptively slowly at first, but rising up to a claiming me like a piston, racing, rough and forceful.

My mind is overwhelmed with pleasure, orgasms racing through me, shooting off like fireworks. I felt him claiming me freely now, letting go of all restraint, and found myself loving each and every moment of it. Doing what little I could to increase his pleasure, as I felt my heart pounding in my chest as his cock is thrust balls-deep into me, pounding me harshly for his own pleasure.

I cry out loudly, climaxing as his load is ejaculated into me, feeling myself squirt at roughly the same time. He keeps pounding himself down deep, pausing now between each rough movement as he sinks himself deep into me. I felt myself orgasming with that too, as more of his load is expelled into my willing body.

Once he got it, or most of it, drilled into my intimate folds, he pulled out, rubbing the last few drops out on my clit and mound before casually putting himself back together. I felt his grip on my neck lessen, then let go altogether.

I lagged against the chains, my breath raspy in my throat. My body truly relaxed then, even as part of me is still desiring more. I hear him walking around on my left, rubbing his hand along my side, as I hang there, catching my breath. He walks past, patting me on my right cheek, before going to stand next to my new mistress. "I think this really will work out, Angie," he declares, with the same calmness one gives the weather.

She nods, and they kiss before heading off, leaving me alone in her guest room, still bound, gagged and naked.