The story continues… but I have read some of the comments on the last installments and have tried to incorporate some of the suggestions. So obviously, while some of this story is true, and some is fantasy, I have adapted to help you readers enjoy yourself more (hopefully). Again, I would love any feedback in the comments or in a pm… my goal is to just get better at this so any feedback helps. Enjoy!

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As I kneeled there, shackled to a wooden post in the middle of the room and no room to move, I could only imagine what was going to happen next. I looked over at Steph as she started to get up from the arm of the couch. She reached down and circled her fingers around the cock of the man next to her. She then walked around the room and seemed to be testing the girth of all of the cocks, real and synthetic. She walked up to Gloria and looked at the horse cock phallus hanging from her crotch and kind of laughed. She then walked behind me so I couldn’t see. I tried shifting my head, but the strap wrapped around my neck and to the post kept my movement to almost nothing. I heard shuffling and shifting behind me. A second later I felt a hand grab my jaw and pull my mouth open. The next thing I knew I felt the click of metal against my teeth and found that I could not shut my mouth again. Straps attached to the outside of the metal ring pulled against my head as they were pulled tight and attached to the wooden post.

Steph came around into my view and pointed at one of the men standing next to Amy. She had a disappointed look on her face as she let his cock slip from her hands. “Make sure I measured right. I don’t want anyone getting hurt… much.”

With that, he turned and faced me. He lifted his hard cock to my mouth and slid it in all the way to the back of my throat. With the ring in my mouth, I was powerless to resist. He gave a few more light thrusts and then slammed hard into me. The head forced its way into my throat and I began to choke. He pulled out just enough for me to breath again. Gloria walked over and knelt next to me. She looked up at the man in front of me and told him to do exactly what she asked of him. With that, she pinched my nostrils shut and then told him to push. His balls slapped my chin and his trim pubes brushed my lips as his cock slid even further back this time. Gloria lifted her free hand and started pushing his ass, forcing him even further against me. I couldn’t breath and I couldn’t struggle. I felt my airway closing up and my eyes darted around wildly. Small black dots swam in through my vision and the vignette slowly seeped across my sight…

…with a slight jump I snapped awake. The sensational feeling that ecstasy gives was sweeping over me and I felt completely euphoric. It took me a second to bring my thoughts to the present and for a moment I completely forgot where I was or what was happening. When I tried to swallow and couldn’t even close my mouth the memories came back to me. Gloria was there rubbing my face with her hands, her eyes only a few inches from mine.

“There, there. How do you feel? Are you back on that high again?” I could only nod yes to her. “Good. I want you to let me know each time it starts to go away, do you understand me?” I could only nod at her again.

She slowly stood up and stepped out of my field of vision. Laying on the floor was the woman from the couch. Amy was straddling her face and she was licking my wife like it was her last drop of ice cream. Amy was obviously enjoying it, but she was staring right at me.

“Now it is my turn for some fun. You will watch all of this. If someone needs a diversion, they will come visit you. Except when they are blocking your view, you will keep your eyes on us.” With that, she leaned forward, pulled the strap-on the girl was wearing back to her belly, and then put her face between her legs. The girl immediately jumped and yelped, but went right back to eating my wife. Michele walked over and knelt down behind Amy. With her eyes locked directly on me, she pushed her strap-on into Amy with one fluid thrust. Amy immediately pushed back against her in pleasure. Michele held still while Amy did all the rocking back and forth. The young lady shimmied upward, reached up under Michele and Amy and slowly unzipped the crotch of Michele’s bodysuit. She quickly lifted her head and began licking Michele. With Amy’s head now free, the young man from the couch stood up and walked over to her. Kneeling down in front of her, Amy sucked his entire cock into her mouth when she rocked forward on Michele’s strap-on. Michele and the man were the perfect distance apart that when Amy moved forward she could take him deep in her mouth and would still be on Michele’s “cock.” The same could be said when she rocked backwards. Amy found the perfect motion and kept it up for a few minutes. The man began to tremble and said that he was close to cumming. Immediately Amy dropped his penis from her mouth and said that he had to hold it back. She pushed him away gently and asked for the next guy to step up. One of the men that she was playing with earlier came forward and knelt in front of her. She went right back to sucking and fucking.

She continued this game until all of the men had been through. As the last got up, she motioned for the first guy to come back. She went through this rotation two more times… each time stopping the guy from coming. She slowly slid off Michele and turned around on the lady below her. Sliding down a bit, she reached between her legs and raised the strap-on up to her pussy and with one quick motion, impaled herself. She held still and laid chest to chest with the girl. They began kissing deeply. As I watched, one of the men walked up to me and slid his cock into my mouth. He slowly rocked back and forth. I heard Amy warn him not to cum… she had plans for all of that. The man pulled away but before I could do or see anything else, the next guy pushed his cock past the metal ring in my mouth. The men began rotating with me until they had gone around twice. The man who was measured for the ring in my mouth made sure not to go too deep this time, but he was fucking my face as if he only had a minute to finish a marathon. I could tell by his breathing that he was getting close. I prepared myself for the splash of cum, but it never came. He pulled back at the last second and used the vice grip exercise that Steph had used on my earlier.

As he stepped away, I saw Amy still laying across the girl below her and Michele was kneeling behind her, licking her asshole. Amy was moaning and rocking on the strap-on inside her pussy. Michele slapped Amy’s ass cheek and asked her if she was really ready. Amy raised her head and looked me deep in the eyes.

“Remember how I told you that no man was going to give me anal sex? Well, Michele is no man.” With that she wiggled her ass at Michele and she lined up the narrow strap-on and began pushing slowly. Amy winced and jumped a little. Michele began rubbing her lower back and ass, hushing her and telling her that she had to breathe through it. I watched as Michele’s hips slipped closer and closer to Amy’s ass. Within a minute, Michele was stuck to Amy like glue and holding still to let her adjust.

Amy had her eyes closed tight, still breathing quickly. After a second she opened her eyes and gave a nearly imperceptible not to Michele. Slowly Michele began slowly pulling out and thrusting. The young girl below Amy started to do the same. They were on opposite motions; Michele sliding in as the young girl pulled out and so forth. They continued to double-penetrate my wife as her slightly labored breathing evened out and then began to build to an orgasmic crescendo. As Amy started to crest, Michele and the girl began to speed up their thrusting. Soon they were pounding away at her and Amy was having orgasm after orgasm. As soon as she was coming down from one wave the tide pushed her back up another.

I was in awe watching this. I looked down at my still rock hard cock and I could see it twitching and a little pre-cum dribbling out. Without even touching myself I could feel myself about to come. Just as I was reaching the top, Steph’s cold hands swiped down and grabbed me in a double grip that felt like she was trying to tear my penis off. I tried to scream “Fuck” but with the metal ring in my mouth, it was just a garbled mess. By the time I opened my eyes again, the three ladies were heaped in a pile, breathing heavy and lightly caressing each other and sharing kisses.

When Steph could see that I was under control again, she let go and stood up. Amy was smiling at me as they untangled themselves from each other. She was kneeling on all fours and began to crawl over to me seductively. When she reached me, she leaned on her elbows, put her hands under my butt cheeks and lifted. I was able to shift up about a foot. “Good, stay right there and don’t move.”

I felt another hand from behind begin to caress my ass cheeks as another began to tug at the base of the butt plug I had in me. I heard Gloria telling me to take a deep breath in and hold it. As I did, I could feel the plug pulled right to the edge of my ring. She told me to quickly let my breath out and as I did, she tugged and the plug popped out. I immediately slumped back down as much as I could. It was the strangest feeling of emptiness. Amy pushed me up again and gave me a stern look. “I told you to stay still.”

I felt a cold chill as two fingers began massaging my anus and rubbing a lot more lube in it. AS the fingers pulled away, I felt the pressure of another toy being shoved into me. Not so gently, another plug, much bigger than the last was unceremoniously pushed into me. It didn’t necessarily hurt, but it took a minute for the slight pain to recede. Amy let me go and I slumped back down. Still on her knees, Amy dipped her head and began slowly licking around my ball sack. The feeling was intense – a combination of the ecstasy and having been taken right to the edge of cumming and not being allowed to over and over tonight. I saw everyone lining up behind Amy. At first there did not seem to be any real order to it until I realized that they were lined up by size. Michele’s narrow, shorter strap-on, the young girl, the two original men Amy was playing with tonight, Steph (although I couldn’t see hers, by the bulge in her leather school girl outfit, it seemed to be pretty substantial), the man who was measured for my mouth ring, and then Gloria. I had to assume that this was a bit of a joke, as I was sure Amy could never handle anything that size.

As Amy continued to lick me, Michele took her place behind her. I saw Amy push slightly back as Michele entered her. I couldn’t tell where to focus my attention. Amy as she licked my balls and cock, or the sight of her glorious ass up in the air with a beautiful woman fucking her with a strap-on from behind. I was switching back and forth until Amy reached under me and began putting pressure on the base of the butt plug in me and releasing to the same rhythm that Michele was sliding in and out of her. The pleasure was intense and I closed my eyes and tried to moan. A minute later, Amy stopped pushing and licking. I opened my eyes and I saw Michele leaving from behind Amy and walking over to me. She slipped the strap-on into my mouth. It still felt ultrarealistic and warm like a real cock, but now I could also taste Amy all over it. It was amazing. As I was sucking on Michele’s strap-on, the next person in line took their place. Michele had me suck on her until the next person had created a good rhythm and then stepped away. Now I was able to watch the young 20-something girl. As she got into a good motion with her strap-on, I saw her slip her thumb into Amy’s ass; Amy jumped a little and actually lightly bit my sack but then relaxed again. After a few minutes, the lady stepped away and came up to me to clean her off. This same pattern continued until one of the men stepped away. I could see Steph behind Amy, her leather skirt flipped up to cover Amy’s ass and she was starting to slide in to her. Amy gave a deep moan and gripped my shaft tight. Steph built up a swift, throbbing rhythm and Amy began to build into an orgasm.

Steph looked over at the last man and asked him if he was ready. The man slid over beside Steph and gave a nod. Steph picked up her pace and Amy was moaning louder and louder. Right as she was beginning to peak, Steph slipped out from behind her and turned her back to me. She had her hands on Amy’s ass and pulling the cheeks apart to give the man a clear angle. As soon as Steph had stopped her motion and pulled away, Amy let out a disappointed groan and dropped her head. She only had a second to come down when the man slid up behind her and in one quick thrust slammed balls deep into Amy’s wet pussy. Amy’s head shot up and I saw her eyes glaze over as she immediately went into a shouting orgasm. I felt a splash of liquid sprinkle my knees and I realized that Amy had squirted once again. The man began pounding Amy hard and fast and she had a body shaking orgasm. The man slowed to a stop as she came back down to earth. He slipped out of her and Amy lifted her head and gave me a lopsided smile. During her orgasm, her grip on my penis had intensified and the head was becoming an angry purple.

She slowly lessened her grip and I had a euphoric moment of pleasure as the blood began flowing again. She looked over her shoulder at Gloria and said she was ready. I was in shock… there was no way she could take that horse cock. Gloria knelt behind her and began rubbing the head against Amy’s swollen lips. Every once in awhile she would attempt to slide the tip in a bit. After about ten minutes of this, Amy suggested they try a different position. She stood up and had Gloria lay down on her back with her legs resting over mine. This gave me a perfect view of Gloria’s dripping pussy and the sheer magnitude of the phallus strapped to her. Amy stood over her and began attempting to lower herself on it. The tip slid in and she was able to lower herself about two or three inches and had to stop. She began to slowly slide up and down the few inches to see if she would loosen up, but it just wasn’t happening. Her breathing had built up and her face was flushed, so it was definitely feeling good. Steph stepped around behind her and reached her hands around Amy’s waist. With one hand she held the phallus in place and with the other she began rubbing Amy’s clit. Amy threw her head back onto Steph’s shoulder and reached her arms up around her neck, entangling her fingers in her hair. She looked amazing. The slightly see-through yellow latex cupped and gripped her every curve, her toned stomach stretched backwards, her quivering thighs with sweat and her own juices shimmering on her skin. Amy began whispering that she was about to cum and rocking back and forth. Right as she hit the crest of her wave, Amy pulled the phallus out of her and rubbed her clit furiously. Screaming out in pleasure, Amy bucked and rolled her head back and forth. Suddenly I was getting covered in her juices and she squirted all over my chest.

Steph lowered Amy to the ground where she kneeled in front of me. She had a devil-may-care grin upon her face. As Steph helped Gloria off the floor, she asked Amy if it was time. Amy just looked up at her and winked. Steph began pulling all of the people around her. Gloria was taking off the large strap-on and Michele was handing her a more reasonably sized one to put on. Amy scooted closer to me, reached around and undid the straps to my mouth ring. She tossed the ring aside and then began massaging my jaw as she placed small kisses all over my face. She looked down and saw my glistening chest. Without hesitation, she leaned down and began to lick her own juices off of me. She then lifted up and gave me a deep kiss. I could taste her on her tongue.

“I have a special treat coming up… maybe its for me, maybe its for you. Hmmm, maybe both. But it could be torture for you or just a little shocking. That depends very much on how you… answer.. .this.. .question.” She looked deeply into my eyes and paused for effect. “Are you enjoying yourself tonight?”

“Oh yes. It has been amazing.” I could tell something was off by the way she sat up and just reached out her hand. Steph handed her the blindfold that was put on me when the men brought me here.

“I so thought you would get that right. I guess we will just have to keep working on breaking you.” She slipped the blindfold over my eyes and secured it tightly. “So because you still don’t know my name, this next part will have to be entirely up to your imagination.” With that, I heard her slipping away from me.

Over the next hour, I was strapped to a wooden pole, unable to move or see. But I could hear. I could smell. For at least sixty minutes I listened intently as my wife made love to everyone in the room. Then she had sex with them. Then she fucked them. For over 3,600 seconds I heard the moans of passion, the grunts of orgasm, the dirtiest talk I have ever heard come out of a group of people’s mouths. Skin slapping against skin, the smacking of lips kissing hard and fast. The gurgling and slurping of blowjobs. For the first few minutes I believed it was just an all out orgy. But as I got used to the sounds and was able to play them out in my imagination, I realized that there was only one person at the focal point of that cacophony of sex. My wife was servicing all of them. And her dirty talk was often loud enough to be obviously directed at me. Her loudest exclamations were when she demanded that the person fucking her came. She would scream out how much she wanted it.

At first I was torn between really wanting to see this and not wanting to be a part of this anymore. I started clenching my jaw and getting angry. And then I heard Amy say it. Between two lovers I heard her clearly say to me: “Thank you for this honey. I don’t think I have ever loved you as much as I do right now.” It may have been the weirdest thing to say at the strangest time, but it calmed me down. I realized that while this was incredibly unorthodox, us reconnecting was the reason we were here. I settled back and began to listen intently to the sounds of the room. I realized that I could tell when she was facing me when she spoke. I started imaging her staring intently at me as someone slid into her. As I pictured what the scene must be like, I only got hornier and hotter.

Eventually the sounds of sex died down. I tried to listen intently to see what was happening next. I heard shuffling and moving around. The scrapping of the bench being moved. And then I felt a brush of hair against the underside of my balls, hands grasping my thighs, and then a cool breeze as someone blew a breath of air against my penis. It immediately began twitching.

“Did you like the sound of that?” I could tell from where the voice came from, Amy had laid down on her back with her head next to me and was laying her hands against my thigh to hold them steady.

“Yes mistress. Are you finished mistress?”

Amy let out a sexy, throaty laugh. “My little slave, there is more to come.”

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