Fuck!

Two at Once

I must have dozed off. I had no idea for how long. I tried to move. 

I was still blindfolded, still tied to the bed. I felt the butt plug still sitting firmly secured in my ass. It was staying quiet, at least for the time being.

I listened to the room. Nothing… Outside I could hear the distant scatter of the tv, and something else… It sounded like furniture being moved around. What were they doing?

I tried to move my arms. The ropes gnawed at my skin. My legs were still securely fastened to the bedpost. I was just like Frank had left me. No point in trying to get free, I thought to myself. 

My ass felt a little numb. I was still propped up by the pillow underneath me, with my butt raised high, and the butt plug protruding from my hole. For now it felt like my ass had accepted the strange visitor. Although it was just barely able to accommodate it.

I laid quietly for a while, listening to the tv and the noises coming from the other room. It gave me some time to process what had happened. I thought of the struggle in the hallway and how easily they had overpowered me. I heard Frank's voice in my head and remembered the feel of his hands on my body, and the feeling of having his fingers inside me. Who was he? And who was I, for that matter?! My own reaction to Frank’s ‘handling’ of me had come as a surprise, to say the least.

Who the hell were they?... Perverts, obviously! But other than that?... 

They had blindfolded me so quickly, that I had only managed to get a short glimpse of them. Besides they had both been wearing balaclavas covering their faces. Big guys, dressed in dark clothes, wearing ski masks… not much to go by. 

Did their voices sound familiar? For a moment earlier, I thought I had heard Rob's voice before. Now I wasn't sure. Their identities remained a mystery to me. But what about their motives? Did they want something… Besides from the really obvious part of tying me up and using me as their fuck-toy? 

And you quite liked that - didn't you… the voice in my head added.

Was I the target of some fucked up prank… a conspiracy? Or were they just making it up as they went along? 

Had they planned it all in advance, or did they just bust down some random door, hoping to find a cute guy with a secret bdsm-fetish? They probably didn’t care all that much about that last part though. It wasn’t like they checked with me beforehand to see if I was up for it…

It had felt planned though, or at least pretty coordinated… the speed… the element of  surprise. They were pretty well kitted out too - the masks, the gloves, the bags of toys, the ropes… It  almost seemed professional, and… I paused. Surely I hadn’t pissed off anyone enough for them to get back at me like this... right? This wasn’t revenge for something... was it?

I hadn't finished my train of thought, before I felt a sudden shock to my insides, as the visitor lodged in my ass sprang back to life again. Out of pure reflex I clinched down around it, sending a sharp pain through me that made me arch my back. The butt plug was also clearly winning this round too.

I tried to relax my muscles again, but the insistent buzzing and throbbing of the toy made it really difficult. The sensation wasn’t as overpowering as last time, during Frank's little demonstration, but it definitely wasn't subtle. I guessed he could control the speed and intensity with the remote as well.

As I laid there, struggling against the butt plug, I kept expecting both of them to walk into the room at any moment. Frank liked to watch me suffer, I thought. Rob probably got off on it too - they were partners in crime after all… But instead they were taking their sweet time. Meanwhile the butt plug was running the show, turning more aggressive by each click of the remote, which was being operated from somewhere outside my bedroom.

To my relief, the initial pain inflicted by the toy slowly gave way to a more comfortable numbness. That in turn slowly evolved into a deep feeling of lust, as I slowly but surely surrendered myself to the machine. Another click of the remote, and the pattern became  even stronger and deeper, as the toy began to massage my g-spot harder and harder. Eventually it became almost unbearable. My master’s plan became apparent…

More minutes passed.

My stomach felt wet from the precum leaking all over. My cock was rock-hard and aching, but I had no way to get off. All I could do was lie there and hope my two captors would take pity on me soon. 

The tv was still on in the living room. I must admit it made me feel a little jealous. What were they up to, that they could possibly be more excited about, than watching me suffer like this? After all my suffering was of their own design...

It felt like a whole excruciating hour must have passed, when I finally heard the tv turn off. Some movement… Then talking… Voices growing louder. Then footsteps outside the door. I could hear the handle on the door being turned, and footsteps coming closer, as my two captors walked in the room. I heard the flick of a switch, and sensed the room grow brighter.

Frank and Rob were being very quiet all of the sudden. The only real sound in the room was the low buzzing coming from the toy in my ass. 

I squirmed, and wriggled my butt, trying to communicate that I was suffering… “pweeaff ‘ake id ouwd” I mumbled, hoping for a response. The butt plug stopped vibrating. 

It took me a moment to realize it, with the aftershock still bouncing around my lower body. I sighed with relief.

I heard them move closer, and felt the mattress creak and deform, as one of the two climbed onto the bed. To my surprise he completely bypassed my butt… instead I felt my blindfold being pulled away.

My eyes took several moments to adjust to the light in the room. Then I noticed them… Standing on one side, towards the foot of the bed, towering over me, stood my two captors. They were completely naked, except for a matching pair of black masks that covered the top half of their faces. 

The masks looked to be made out of leather, like something out of a fetish shop. They looked well made. They had a simple design, not too ornate, more practical in a way. They were clearly made for use… It made the two of them look and feel even more intimidating.

Through the holes in the masks Rob and Frank's eyes stared down at me intensely. 

I tried to meet their gaze for a moment, but I immediately felt compelled to look away. My eyes cowered towards the floor, but eventually my curiosity got too strong, and I allowed my eyes to travel up their bodies. I examined them as quickly as I could, without drawing too much attention.

I couldn’t quite tell their age… early to mid-forties, maybe. They were roughly the same height. One of them (my guess was Rob) was a little shorter. Both, however, looked quite tall. At least from where I was lying.

Rob’s hair was cut very short at the sides, and almost bald towards the top. He sported a thick, dark brown Magnum-P.I.-style mustache that covered his upper lip. Frank had a full beard, cut short (I knew that already), dark and speckled with gray, just like his hair. It looked well kept.

You could tell both of them had spent some time lifting weights (or victims!). They looked strong; broad hairy chests, big arms, and muscular shoulders. Frank had really nice legs too, with thick calves and toned thighs.

The two of them weren't exactly ripped, liked in the lean sort of way. They were more solid looking. In fact both of them had a bit of excess body fat, especially Rob, especially around the waistline. They weren't fat really, but definitely not cut - like some gym junkies get. A 'dad bod' I guess you could call it. I really didn't mind at all.

Oh, and boy were they hung. Both of them! My eyes lingered on the two massive cocks dangling between their legs. My god! 

They didn’t just look long. They had some serious girth to them as well. Thinking back, I had noticed them earlier, rubbing up against me, as Frank and Rob had pinned me down in the hall. But I had been way too preoccupied, for it to really register with me.

I could tell the two of them still had some ways to go before a full erection. But both of them were already sporting a semi. The sight of me tied up and butt naked, ass in the air, was apparently enough to get their juices flowing. Who would've thought... And who could blame them, really... In my exposed position I didn't exactly leave much to the imagination. My two captors obviously enjoyed having their victims bound and helpless, and they surely knew they could do to me whatever crossed their pervy-minds.

“You enjoying yourself, slut?” Rob remarked, in a voice that sounded a little condescending.

“That toy big enough for ya?...” 

He had noticed me glaring at his groin. He grabbed his cock with one hand and started stroking it. “...Or do you need something a little bigger?”

It felt intimidating. Rob and Frank grinned when they saw the changed look in my eyes.

“Relax, ha ha” Rob laughed. “We’ll take some time to get to know each other too”

He nodded at Frank. “Just like you too did, eh” He winked. 

“You’re a proper little slut, aren’t you!” 

I could feel my face turn bright red.

I felt a little stupid for thinking that Frank would've kept the details of our little ‘session’ to himself. Obviously they had no problem sharing details, or anything… Were they about to share me?

Rob climbed over to me, and laid his body out on the bed, his dick right in front of my face. He grabbed me with a firm hand, slightly squeezing my cheeks against the gag. 

“If you promise not to scream, I'll take this out.”

I tried to look at him all puppie-eyed. 

He continued “But if you make a sound, I'll shove it right back down your throat! You understand?”

I nodded quickly.

“Say you understand!”

“Yef 'ir. I on’er’faand”

“Good”

Rob looked pleased. He loosened the straps and I felt the ball gag pop out, trailing my drool behind it. “Aah” My jaw felt sore as I closed my mouth. It had been locked around the ball gag for so long, it had a hard time adjusting back to normal. My face and the mattress underneath was covered in drool.

Frank moved around the side of the bed, and started to loosen the ropes tying me down. 

Rob climbed on the bed, and shifted his knees over and across me, so he straddled both sides of my head. He leaned in over me slightly. As he did, his cock swung across the gap and flopped against the side of my face. Surprised and intimidated, I tried to turn away. But I could still feel him pushing against my cheek. Rob didn't seem to take much note of my struggle. He was too busy elsewhere.

I suddenly felt his hands grab firmly onto each of my butt cheeks. With his cock still pressed against my face Rob spread my cheeks apart, exposing me completely. My ass tightened around the butt plug as I tried to wriggle loose from his grip. 

“Ah, what are you do-i…'' Before I could finish the sentence, Frank made his appearance. I felt his hand grasp the base of the toy. He pushed against the base, and moved it around a little, as if to test the fit. It had felt solidly lodged in my ass, but to my surprise it moved around pretty easily. Great lube, I thought.

Frank tugged on the toy, then pushed it back in, then tugged at it again. He moved it back and forth for a bit... Eventually my ass got used to the movement and gave in a little. “Mmngh” it felt tight, as the first section of the butt plug slid out of me, in a smooth, slow, motion. 

Frank played with the remaining two-thirds of the toy, still stuck in my ass. Rob too was clearly enjoying the show, as I could feel him grow harder up against me. Frank continued for a bit, fucking me with the toy for short intervals.

Eventually he pulled on the toy again, a little harder this time, and lifted upwards slightly… The last bit of the butt plug eased out. My ass felt numb, like someone had drilled a hole in me. Not far off really...

Rob let go of my butt, and pushed me onto my side, removing the pillow I had been resting on. I now had a full view of him, and I noticed his erection right away. His cock looked massive. Clearly turned on by the ass-play, his hard member stood out straight, aiming right at me. I stared at it wide eyed. He looked at me, biting his lower lip.

“It's alright...” He said reassuringly. “Go ahead... Put it in your mouth” His hand moved slowly back and forth massaging the tip of it.

As he said it, he pushed his hips forward, sending his meat jabbing towards me. The tip of it landed right under my nose. It felt warm. Firm. It didn't smell bad or anything. but I still shied away. It felt like crossing a line I wasn't ready to cross yet. 

“No, please” I begged. "I can't..!” 

“Sure you can, slut!” He pressed his dick up against my lips “Just open your mouth”

The motion made me even more reluctant. It felt like he would push it all in my mouth at once. I pulled away again “No, no… please… it's too big...” I complained, “I'm gonna choke” 

Rob grew angry “Open your fucking mouth slut, or else!” He scolded.

“Please, please, just give me a minute” I cowered and begged. I tried wriggling away, but Frank grabbed hold of me from behind, and pinned me down 

“No, please…!”

Before I had finished the sentence Rob grabbed my face. This time he pressed my cheeks together really hard. The painful grip forced my jaws apart. Suddenly Frank's hands came flying up from behind me. As they passed my eyes, I caught a glimpse of a large rubber ring, set between two straps. He jammed the ring gag in my mouth, and pulled the straps tight from behind. It hurt as the gag forced my jaws apart, opening my mouth all the way. 

I struggled and tried to shake loose, but Frank held on tight, quickly fastening the straps behind my head. Leaving my mouth dangerously unprotected...

“Qweease! Ooohg!'' my tongue fluttered around my mouth.

“There, slut. That wasn't so hard, now was it” mocked Rob as he let go of my face.

My heart raced, and I started to panic at the prospect of Rob forcing himself on me. However, since I now had no chance of resisting him, Rob seemed to take his time. He laid down on the bed and got comfortable, positioning his hips parallel to my face - with his crotch directly in front of my gaping mouth. I stared at his swollen member, wide-eyed and scared.

Rob grabbed my hair tightly with his one hand, giving him control over the movement of my head. Every time I tried to pull away, he would tighten his grip, forcing my head towards him in a painful action. With his other hand he held on to his cock, and slowly began stroking it. He made sure I was watching.

“Mmm... you like playing hard to get, don’t you slut…? No more teasing now… you’re gonna take your masters big hard cock, all the way”

After five or six strokes, Rob pulled my head towards him. I resisted, but wasn’t in a position to refuse. Pulling me by the hair Rob guided my mouth towards his crotch. I closed my eyes as I felt the warmth of his cock against my lips, pushing his way past the ring gag, and across my tongue. He wasn’t gonna hold anything back. This was a new type of submission I had to endure, one that involved choking on my master's cock. 

Rob eased his hips even closer, and pushed himself all the way in - deep down my throat - While he forced my head towards him. I felt the hairs on his stomach against my forehead as my eyes watered, and I gagged on his huge member in big convulsions. “Hhuurrgg” My hands and arms fought desperately against the tight bindings. Rob withdrew to the edge of my mouth for a few seconds and then pushed himself back in, before I had a chance to catch my breath.

“Hrrg hhuuurrgg”

He continued to hold on to me firmly by my hair, as he pushed my mouth onto his cock at a steady pace, interrupted by deep long thrusts that made me gag and choke. I was completely at his mercy, with no chance of resisting him… I could tell from his growing enthusiasm that he thoroughly enjoyed using me like this… His defenseless little victim. My eyes were watering and tears streamed down my face.

Rob’s cock had now reached its full potential, and I felt it rock solid in its entirety. He was breathing harder with each thrust, and would groan louder, each time a deep push of his cock made my throat tighten around it. He continued talking dirty to me:

“Aah, Ahh, yeah… you like that huh?!”

“You like being my little cocksucker?!”

“Take your master's cock! Ah, aah yeah, Suck it! Suck that cock you little slut!”

He continued for several minutes.

Slowly I began to accept my situation, and more and more I tried to go along with it. 

It was strange. I actually felt like Rob's kinky monologuing was helping me along. In fact it was getting me pretty hot. Slowly, I began to play the part.

“That’s a good little slut, aah!”

“You wanna get both of your holes filled, huh?!”

“You need it in your slutty ass, while I fuck your mouth?!” Rob continued to harass. 

“Mmhm… Mmh” I answered back.

I tried to adjust to the rhythm of his movements. It wasn’t easy while being tied up, but I felt myself making an effort. I even chimed in as Rob dirty talked me into submission, adding layer in my mind:

“Mmm… mmm…”

You dirty little slut… Look what you’ve gotten yourself into!

“mmm…”

You want it, don’t you?

“Mmmhm”

Yeah you do…

All the while I continued to take all of Rob in my mouth.

The initial panic that I had felt, when he had first lunged himself at me, eventually dissipated. Don’t get me wrong, I had a tough time keeping up with him... Especially with my hands tied behind my back. That part had made the gagging feel all the more scary at first -  the fear of choking all the more powerful. But after the first few scary moments, I was eventually able to better anticipate him. I timed myself more and more to the rhythm of his movements. I tried to relax my throat as much as possible. I tried breathing through my nose instead of gasping for air, and I braced myself before each deep thrust of his cock. It all seemed to help.

“Mhm… Mmh…”

You love it!

You’ve always wanted this... I continued to chastise myself. 

I had completely taken my mind off Frank, when I felt his hands move across my thighs. He loosened the ropes around my knees, and then untied my feet. There was a tender, stinging sensation, as I felt the ropes release their grip on my skin. I heard the ropes fall onto the floor.

I could feel the warmth of Frank’s body against mine, as he climbed into the bed just behind me. Our hips aligned. I could feel his erection pushing up against me. He felt so fucking huge.

His hand came up from behind, pushing into the groove of my ass. It felt smooth and slippery as his fingers moved inside. He pushed one finger inside me, then another. No problem. It seemed my ass hadn't quite recovered from the ordeal with the butt plug. Plus, each time Rob forced me to gag on his cock, my stomach tightened, and I felt my ass gape. Did Frank feel it too?

Frank lubed up his member, then pushed his hips against my butt. His cock slipped in between my cheeks, sliding across its contours in an upwards motion, stopping at my tailbone. He made a few slow passes, pressing himself up against me, so I could feel all of him. Then he grabbed hold of himself, and guided the tip of his cock in. He pushed firmly against the outside of my opening, and slowly entered. I tried my best to let him in,

Around the same time, Rob withdrew from my mouth, and for a moment I had a chance to catch my breath.

“Aah, Uuck...! Ahh!”

My ass struggled to expand fast enough. Frank made a couple of gentle thrusts, then pulled back out. He applied more lube, then pushed himself back in. This time all the way inside. 

“Ahh! Aah!” I whimpered. But Frank was unfazed. 

I could feel my hole stretch to its limits “Ah! Ah! Uuck!”

Well and truly committed, Frank began to move his hips rhythmically, thrusting his pelvis towards me, grinding against my butt. Slow and steady at first, like the piston of a steam engine, ramping up. Even with all the lube and preparations, his cock still felt so big in my ass. Smooth to the feel, but massive. I had to concentrate not to clinch down on it and hurt myself. 

I wanted to look at him. To feel his stern eyes on me. I tilted my head backwards, looking over my shoulder, trying to catch a glimpse of him through my squinting eyes. For a moment my eyes caught his. He pushed deep inside me and I pressed my eyes shut in reaction.

I returned and looked back over at Rob. He was still lying across from me, stroking himself. He watched me with a lustful expression as Frank fucked me. Savoring each reaction and expression of my face, intensely. I liked the way he looked at me.

I stared back into his eyes and returned his gaze. I played along, tried to convey my feelings through my half squinted eyes. I tried to tell him I would be their obedient slave, as long as they gave me more of this.

As Frank’s pace began to quicken, Rob grabbed me by the hair again, this time more gently, and pushed his cock back inside my mouth. I was more prepared this time, and followed where he led me.

At the same time Frank grabbed my left leg with his hand, holding it by the joint, raising my knee in the air. The new position opened me up even further, and he started pounding my ass harder and harder. Pushing himself in as deep as he could go.

It had been a little painful at first, but gradually I began to warm up to Frank’s repeated  intrusions. The sensation of his hard cock thrusting itself deep inside me started to take over. I felt my muscles relax and my mind slowly go blank. 

They were winning me over, mind and body. Little by little I turned to putty in their hands, obeying every single unspoken command, without a thought or hesitation. As the two of them used me up completely. 

My sensory overload had imploded on itself… There was nothing, except the feeling of their steaming bodies against my skin, and the pleasure I was receiving. I turned to mush between my two captors. My masters… Between each of Rob's thrusts in my mouth, I moaned with ecstasy.

“Mmmhm-mm-ah… MMhmm… Mmm”

Please… Fuck me! Fuck me! Pleaded the voice in my head.

With my limited range of movement, I did my best to please them in return. I pushed my ass backwards onto Frank, while simultaneously forcing my mouth down on Rob's throbbing cock, gagging myself on it several times, while Frank continued to fuck me.

“Aahh... Fuck…. Yes. That’s it” Rob moaned with satisfaction. It felt like he was getting close to finishing. 

This encouraged me even further. I sucked and licked the best I could. Trying to massage his cock with my tongue. 

That last bit pushed him over the edge... He pressed the palm of his hand hard against the back of my head, as he rammed his cock deep in my throat. My eyes watered. Rob moaned in a deep voice, and convulsed as he shot his load far in the back of my throat. It felt like a lot... I tried my best to swallow, trying not to choke on all of it. 

Rob moved his cock in and out of my mouth a few times, massaging his shaft, as he emptied himself completely. He then pulled out slowly.

A steady stream of cum, spit and slime trailed behind him. Tears were running down my face. I could taste his cum on my tongue, as I tried to swallow the last of his load. I was relieved and felt strangely proud. Rob rolled onto his back, breathing deeply. One master down, I thought, one more to go...

Frank now had me all to himself. He pounded my ass hard, and I moaned loudly with the gag still in my mouth, as he pushed his cock deep inside me.

He held onto my leg for a while, lifting it upwards, as we laid there thrust up against each other. I tried to meet his eyes with mine. Trying badly to connect with him, but to my disappointment he ignored my attempts. Instead he grabbed my hair and pulled my head back. He was in control… Dominating me… and I complied.

He let go of my leg and ran his hand down the front of my body, across my chest. He played with my nipple, squeezed it, and listened to my soft objections. His hand moved further down over my stomach. I was desperate to feel his hand on my cock. Yearning for release, and for a torturous orgasm that felt like it had been hours underway. 

Finally, I felt his touch on my eager member. 

He held it in a loose grip, slowly stroking the shaft, pulling back slightly on the foreskin. It didn’t take much provocation for my erection to return, and after just a few seconds of his incitement, I felt rock-hard.

To my great disappointment though, Frank would loosen his grip or slow down, every time he sensed that I was ready to come. He played with me, keeping me close to the edge of climax, but denying me the privilege. His rejection felt unbearable to a point where I almost began sobbing. My body shook with built-up tension. I wanted it so badly… I needed to come!

“I think he’s about ready...” Frank remarked at Rob. 

It was a signal of some sort, because Rob suddenly got up from the bed. I wasn’t paying much attention to anything anymore. I laid there in the clutches of my wicked master, teetering on the edge between absolute pleasure and complete insanity… 

I was only half conscious when Rob returned. And it wasn’t until he got very close to me, that I noticed he had something in his hand. It was a thin metal rod, some 7” long. Smooth and with a slight curve to it towards the end. The tip of it looked like a row of small ball-bearings, connected to each other - like the pearls of a necklace. Rob held the thing at the opposite end.

I had no idea what I was looking at, but I quickly grew anxious, as I realized where it was headed.

As Rob got closer, Frank suddenly grabbed hold of me from behind. He put his strong hand across my throat, gripping it firmly. With his other hand and his knee, he subdued my legs. 

Rob grabbed hold of my dick, fondled it for a bit, then began to insert the long metal rod in my urethra. I struggled out of sheer panic over the new experience, but to little use. 

“Oogh… Ogh! Ooop, Qweease!  

I felt pain again as my ass tightened around Frank’s cock, still poking inside me. I made a few feeble attempts at escaping Rob’s grib, but to no avail. He allowed me to settle down a little, then pushed the rod all the way in. It felt foreign and weird, as it made its way inside, up  the full length of my cock. 

It didn’t hurt as much as I had feared, but I wasn’t enjoying any of it. The tip of the rod came to a halt and I could feel the metal tool grinding against my prostate. The remaining bit of the rod curved around the head of my cock. Rob fumbled a bit, but eventually secured the contraption in place, with a rubber ring attached to it, that fitted snugly around the head of my penis.  

“AAhh. Qweaseee!” I begged. 

Frank leaned in close to my ear, then in a low voice he repeated the words he had said to me earlier: 

“You’re not allowed to cum, not until we give you permission!”

I blinked and felt tears slide down my nose and cheek.

My cock still felt hard, but each time I tried to clench down, I felt the metal rod interfering, stabbing at my tender prostate.

Frank pushed me onto my stomach and adjusted my arms so they laid perfectly perpendicular to my spine. Then he moved on top of me, straddling my legs.

Frank grabbed the lube again and applied a liberal amount, dripping it all over my ass in a nonchalant fashion. He was being sloppy and I could feel his eagerness. His cock stood out like an iron rod, and his whole body was screaming of lust. Frank pushed himself against me, spreading my legs wide open with his, entering me at the same time. My ass wasn’t putting up a fight this time, and I took all of him inside me in one push 

“Mmmnnghh hah-Ah!”

Almost immediately Frank began to fuck me again with deep hard pushes of his cock. His entire body moved against mine, pinning me down, pressing me against the mattress. I laid there, taking all of it. I felt powerless and overwhelmed…

His cock pushed and thrust and rubbed against my insides, massaging my g-spot, driving me towards the edge once more. But as I was nearing another climax I felt the rod interfere, blocking me from it. 

The pattern repeated itself several times. It felt intense to a point where it was almost too much, but Frank was there with me, sharing every bit of my experience. His big body wrapped itself around mine, his hands pulling my hair, his lips and breath on my neck. 

I moaned… I drooled… Completely lost in the world he had forced me into, and the dirty words he whispered in my ear.

I could feel him getting closer and closer. When finally, he bit down on my earlobe and crashed against me like a tidal wave, pushing himself in as far as he could go. 

Frank came hard as he shot his load deep inside me. His big hairy chest pressed against my naked back as I felt his heavy, warm breath on my skin. He made a few gentle strokes of his cock while he tenderly sucked on my ear. Moments later I felt him pull out, and he shifted his weight off of me. Frank moved onto his side and laid down next to me. 

He stayed just like that for a while. They both did. My two captors. My masters, Frank and Rob, who had just fucked me like I’d never been fucked before. Used me up like I’d always, secretly, wanted to be used. All against my will… the fucking bastards… Thank you…!

I just laid there, still tied up. Sandwiched in between my two sweaty, hairy giants.

Then I felt Frank’s hands move through my hair, Rob’s fingers on my skin. I suddenly felt the straps of the gag loosen. Frank pulled it out of my mouth and let it slip out of his fingers and onto the bed. My jaw felt completely numb.

Rob moved his hands down my back caressing it on the way. Then he slowly untied me.

I didn’t react at all. I just laid there on the bed next to them, feeling their hands dance gently across my body. 

Then I closed my eyes.

Just for a moment… I thought to myself.