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Scenes and Lines

“Put your arms behind your back”

I wasn’t really paying attention to anything... I was still lying on the bed where they’d left me, half caught between awake and asleep. I must have dozed off… 

“Come on…!”

Two strong hands  grabbed my wrists impatiently, and placed them behind my back.

“Hold them there…” 

I complied, without much thought to what was happening to me.

I eventually opened my eyes and slowly turned my head towards the voice. Rob was sitting next to me on the bed. Frank joined us, a moment later, bringing with him what turned out to be two sets of black leather cuffs, a thick leather collar, and some sort of connecting-strap.

The two of them quickly went to work, locking the cuffs around my wrists and ankles, and finishing off by fastening the collar tightly around my neck. The attention I was suddenly receiving, as well as the pressing feeling of being restrained once more, made my breath heavy with anticipation. I had almost forgotten about the sounding tool still inside me, but as my body began shifting and wriggling in the hands of my two captors, I was soon reminded of its presence.

The finishing touch was the leather strap that connected my wrists and the neck collar. Fastened tight, and with only a little give, it meant that any downward movement of my hands would put pressure on the collar, choking me.

“On your knees” Rob commanded.

He had gotten up from the bed and was standing a few feet away from where I was lying. He glared down at me with a stern look.

Rob repeated his command, this time in a harsher tone, and pointed to a spot on the floor.

“On your knees. NOW!”

The seriousness in his voice made me jump. I rushed off the bed, following Rob's instructions as fast as I could. It wasn’t easy with my hands bound, and I had to toss myself awkwardly, off the side of the bed, before I could move to the spot on the floor. I dropped to my knees. 

“Sit up straight!”

I complied and leaned back on my feet. I tried to straighten my back, and adjusted my arms as best I could. Rob stood next to me, judging my pose.

“Hmm… You need to work on that”

“Yee- yes, sir”

“... But, we’ll leave it for now” Rob looked over at Frank and gestured for him to take over.

“So, slut. How are you feeling?” Frank opened. 

He continued before I had a chance to reply. 

“We’re both quite satisfied with your performance so far. We pushed you pretty hard, and you handled yourself well enough…” 

Frank circled around me at a slow pace as he spoke.

“In recognition of that, we want to make you an offer…”

I turned my head towards him with a puzzled look.

“My associate here, and I want to make a movie, and we want you to be the star”

I looked up, slacked-jawed at the two of them. 

A movie? Me… the star? Did they mean a por-…?

Frank sensed my confusion and elaborated: “We want a repeat of your performance from earlier, with a bit more preparation this time… and we want to film it”

I looked at them, completely flustered. I felt my face turning red.

“Wha- Why are you doing this? Why do you wanna film it?!”

“Calm down. It’s not a big deal” Frank assured me. “We've had a lot of fun so far, and we would love something to remember it by, that’s all… We'll even make you a copy, as a souvenir.” 

The way they looked at me made me feel cornered.

“I'm not sure about this…” I stalled.

Frank stopped and stood next to me, towering above me on the floor. 

“Let me put it this way…” He replied promptly.

“This is happening, whether you want it to or not. We can hold you down and take turns… No pauses, no lube - no problem! There's nothing you can do about it…” 

I stared at him with a look of shock and dread.

“No… please…” I stuttered. “Please don-” 

Frank interrupted me. “... But that won't be a fun time for you though. And it makes for boring footage…” 

He continued “... However, if you decide to play along, we'll make sure you have a good time. By the looks of everything you were enjoying yourself so far… And, If you perform well… I might just let you cum this time” 

He winked at me.

I definitely felt both pressured and intimidated by Frank's words. But if I'm being honest the thought of fucking on camera… filming all of it… and knowing they would be watching it later… it kinda turned me on. I hoped they couldn’t tell.

“Okay…” I said, while my eyes shifted between the two of them. “But I have some conditions…”

“Of course you do…” 

Frank looked at Rob, then back at me.

“Let's hear ‘em”

“I wanna stay completely anonymous, no one can see my face. And don't show any footage of pictures or anything personal from my place…”

“Alright” Frank followed up. “Your face stays hidden and no private stuff”

“We wanna do some closeups though… But we have a couple of different masks you can wear for that. We already rearranged the living room for the shoot, so I doubt anyone will recognize it, anyway… Anything else?”

“... I don’t want anyone to watch it except you - it’s just us three, okay?”

“Sure thing. No one’s gonna watch it except for us…”

“Any more demands?” Frank asked, in a tone that underlined, that I would be pushing my luck.

“No…” I quickly replied. “That's it”

I still wasn't completely sure about any of it, but it had already been a long day of firsts…

“Good!” said Frank.

“Let's go over your lines then…”

“In our little film you'll be playing the part of the willing sexslave. We'll refer to you only as “slave” or “slut”, and you'll only respond with ‘yes sir’ or ‘yes master’ - Unless asked something particular, in which case you’ll answer fast and honestly. Other than that, you keep quiet - Got it?”

“Yes… master”

“Good! Let's talk motivation; you're a submissive slut who lives to please his masters - So be enthusiastic. Your job is to do what we tell you, when we tell you - Do it quickly and put your heart into it”

It was a lot to process. The collar felt tight around my neck. I just sat there motionlessly on the floor, tied up, collared and obedient, taking in all of their instructions. 

Frank went on: “As for the scenes themselves, we'll make it up as we go along. There will be some light spanking to begin with, and we'll tie you up in some different positions. Other than that we'll see we're it takes us… But we're gonna mix things up some more this time. I know my partner is dying to fuck your ass, and I’m curious to see what that mouth of yours can do… Okay so far?”

“Yes, master…”

“Good, slut. You pick up fast” 

He continued: “There are no safe words, and the scene will continue until it's finished. We'll take a few breaks in between scenes though, so if you need something; lube, water and so on, let us know. That's all of it. Any questions?”

“No, master” I replied obediently, staring into space.

“Great, let’s get started!”

Rob left the room right after that - probably to get ready. Meanwhile I could hear Frank rummage through a bag, somewhere behind me. 

I looked at him over my shoulder, but I quickly turned around, as soon as he got up. He walked over and stopped in front of me. Holding his arms out towards me, he presented me with two different masks. One was a leather kitty-mask that matched the cuffs. The other one was made from a thin smooth fabric. It resembled a balaclava, but with just an opening at the bottom, leaving the wearer blindfolded, but able to use his mouth. 

I looked at my options, then back at Frank.

“So…” He began. “I’m thinking the leather one for the first couple of scenes. Then the fabric when we transition to scenes with more closeups… It’s not as cute, but it doesn’t get in the way so much”  

Frank seemed to be waiting for my confirmation.

“Sure, that sounds… fine” I answered quickly. 

Frank didn’t waste much time and immediately began fitting the mask to my face, adjusting the straps on the back. He checked in with me a few times, to make sure it fitted snugly and was sitting comfortably. 

“Go take a look” He said, gesturing for me to get up. 

I walked over to the mirror. The mask completely covered the upper part of my face - ending just at the tip of my nose. I felt convinced that It would do the job and nodded at Frank, showing my approval.

I continued to study myself in the mirror, turning my back to it, inspecting the cuffs around my wrists. I glanced at the collar, then back again at my face behind the mask. I was kinda diggin the way it all came together. 

Frank walked over and put his big hand on my neck. I froze…

“Alright little kitty-cat… you ready for your big performance?” 

I glanced at the masked faces in the mirror. We looked like a pair, the two of us. Two masks; one the master, the other the slave. I nodded and smiled timidly. I was getting very nervous. What had I agreed to…?

Frank clipped a leash onto my collar and gave it a little tug. He trailed me behind him and I followed him compliantly, out of the room and into the hallway. As we walked by, I glanced at the spot where it had all started. Pieces of my clothes were still strewed across the floor. Just like then, I felt there was no point in resisting.

I was really having doubts… But I would be lying if I said that part of me wasn’t getting excited too. After all, it was pretty hot… My handsome master had me on a leash, tied up and collared, leading me to my debut as a slave (and porn star). I could feel my dick growing hard, as it dangled from side to side with each of my steps.

The door to the living room was closed.

Frank walked over and knocked three times. He waited a few moments, then opened the door himself and took two steps inside.

Almost simultaneously Frank yanked hard on the leash, catching me off guard, and sending me flying into the room, to avoid tripping over my feet. I stopped inside, a few steps from the doorway. The room felt brightly lit - a lot more than usual. The blinds were fully closed. 

I quickly noticed three powerful spotlights, placed strategically at opposite corners of the living room, bathing it in a bright consistent light. 

Everything looked quite different… Most of my furniture had been moved around. They obviously must have spent some time getting everything organized, after Frank had tied me up in the bedroom… 

I could tell that they had tried to create distinct little areas: The sofa… The dining table... 

My antique upholstered bench, which was an heirloom, had been moved to an open spot on the floor. These were probably all meant for the different ‘scenes’ Frank had talked about.

It didn’t take me long to spot two cameras, both atop a tripod, each covering a different angle of the room towards the doorway. Rob was standing in between them holding a laptop, making sure the cameras were rolling. 

My eyes were suddenly drawn to the coffee table, sitting in the room just next to where he was standing… It was completely overflowing with S&M gear and sex toys! Gags, ropes, whips, butt plugs, dildoes, bottles of lube and more… My heart pounded in my chest. 

Gulp..! 

How much did they have planned for me?...

I jumped, as Frank slammed the door shut behind me.

Rob put the laptop down and walked over. He was still completely naked and his impressive cock swung semi-flaccidly between his legs, as he walked. He stopped in front of me. I could tell that he was wearing the same mask from before, but on top he wore a head harness fitted with a small silver camera. A red light indicated it was on.

Frank moved his hand up the leash to the collar and held me tightly in place. Rob stood in front of me and looked me up and down. He seemed even more intense than earlier. It was probably meant for the cameras…

“So this is the little slut we’re breaking in today, huh?” He remarked, looking straight into my eyes.

“Yeah, that’s right!” Frank answered and nudged me forward.

I bit my lip nervously as I stared back at Rob.

“Say hello to your master, slave” Frank continued, and pulled me forward by the leash, so my face ended up right in front of Rob's camera.

I remembered Frank's instructions, and replied without hesitation. 

“Hello, master. How can I be of service?”

Rob looked me dead in the eyes with a devious smile. 

“I can think of a few things… But first, let's have a look at you… Let’s see what you’ve got, slut”

He approached me and started groping my chest. His fingers started playing with my nipples. Frank held me firmly by the collar, from behind, making sure I couldn't escape Rob’s increasingly intrusive hands. It wasn’t long before Rob was fondling my cock and balls. He played with the sounding tool still poking out of my half-erect member. I wiggled around anxiously.

“Why don’t we get you back up to speed, slut” Rob teased, as he slowly stroked my dick up and down. Frank was whispering in my ear, telling me to ease into it. He grabbed me firmly by the throat with one hand, as the other moved down over my hip and started massaging my butt. I tried my best to relax.

Frank and Rob continued their seduction, and it wasn’t long before I was hard and erect. Rob checked to make sure that the metal tool was firmly in place spanning the length of my dick, then adjusted the rubberband that secured it around the tip of my penis. It bounced up and down like a spring, as Rob suddenly let go.

“There we go. That’s much better” Rob took a step backwards. “Now let’s see the rest of you, slut...”

Frank grabbed me by the shoulders and turned me around so my back faced Rob. Then he pulled down on my leash firmly, forcing me to bend over and push my butt out.

“That’s it, push your ass out. Spread your legs!” Frank directed me. 

A slap landed on my cheek, and I did as I was told - moving my legs apart and exposing my ass completely to Rob. He squatted down directly behind me, and grabbed my butt cheeks with a firm grip, spreading them even further apart. He examined me thoroughly, mapping all of me with his headcam, while Frank held me in place with my face just next to his cock. 

“Mmmh, I've looked forward to this…” Rob said, with eagerness in his voice. A finger teased around the rim of my ass. He spat on it and moved the spit around with his thumb, poking and prodding my tight hole.

“Mmm… Ah” I objected softly.

“You like that, huh slut?” Rob asked seductively.

“Mmm, yes master…” I replied, remembering to stay in character.

“I bet you do… You like getting fucked, don’t you slut?!” I immediately recognised Rob’s words from earlier that day… This time I answered without hesitation or restraint.

“Yes, sir. I love it… Please… use my ass!” The words just blurted out of me, and I immediately  felt a little embarrassed for saying it. Rob, however, seemed pleased.

“That’s what we like to hear slave. But you’re gonna work for it if you want our cocks in your ass… You got it?!”

“Yes sir. I understand!”

Rob withdrew his hands and stood back up. He turned to Frank “So what do you think?”

“He needs to be disciplined a little, but he seems willing” Frank replied “... Why don’t we put him to the test?” Rob agreed. 

Frank yanked my collar, and addressed me directly: “You ready to prove yourself, slut?” 

“Yes, sir. Please give me a chance” I answered submissively, with my eyes still pointed down at the floor.

Rob picked up the closest of the tripod mounted cameras, and positioned it a few feet behind  me. Frank pulled firmly on my leash in an upwards motion, turning me to face the direction of Rob. Then, as soon as I was upright, he reversed the direction and jerked the leash downwards.

“On your knees, slave!” He commanded me. I quickly obeyed and got down on the floor.

I tried my best to strike a good pose, hoping to please them. Frank and Rob stood on opposite sides of me, with their crotches angled close to my face. The camera pointed directly at me.

Frank and Rob both grabbed hold of themselves, and began stroking their shafts in my direction. I looked at them nervously. It felt like I was standing on a ledge, ready to slip and fall. All I needed was a push.

“Now slave, show us how much you want to please us” Frank instructed. From the floor I looked up at my two masters with begging eyes. I took a deep breath. 

I turned my head towards Frank. I looked up at him and he moved in even closer. With his growing member in one hand, he grabbed a handful of my hair with the other. I eased my mouth open in anticipation of what was about to happen. The camera watched silently as I opened my mouth wide, and let Frank’s cock slide across my tongue and into my mouth. I began sucking him off, moving my head back and forth, trying to find the rhythm of it. I tried taking it slow, trying to stay in control of the situation. It was silly of me to try… 

Frank quickly got impatient with my progress… He grabbed my hair tightly, pressed on the back of my head and pushed his hips forward. His cock shot inside and forced its way down my throat - gagging me as it did. That was what he was after.

“Huurhg!”

“There you go, slut. Take it all the way in”

Frank kept me there for a few desperate moments, then pulled back out. He only allowed me a couple of seconds to breathe. Then he pushed back in, all the way, gagging me hard. I had to focus to keep my arms from pulling down on the collar, choking me even further. Frank continued to deepthroat me five or six more times, then he pulled out of my mouth completely, trailing a string of spit after him. I was still trying to catch my breath, as he guided my head towards Rob’s eagerly awaiting cock. 

Rob didn’t waste time. As soon as my mouth was within range he pushed himself past my lips and into the back of my mouth. He made a couple of shallow thrusts, then it felt like deja-vu, as Rob pushed his cock deep down my throat, showing little restraint.

I stayed on my knees like that for a while, helplessly sandwiched between my two masters, who shared me back and forth. I did my best to keep up, but I was constantly on the back foot. All the while the cameras recorded every sloppy moment. 

Finally they paused for a break.

Frank pulled out of my mouth. I felt relieved as I panted for air trying to catch my breath. Drool and tears flowed down my face. Frank slapped his cock in my face a few times, pushing the spit all over my lips and cheeks.

“Okay, cut. I think that’s good”

Rob moved over to reposition the camera, and hinted that the next scene would involve the area with the dining table. I waited on my knees next to Frank. Rob checked the camera angle. Then he brought over the second camera and placed it parallel to the table, so it covered it lengthwise. Satisfied, Rob turned to Frank and nodded.

“Alright, next scene. Action!”

Frank pulled my leash and ordered me to get on my feet. I staggered along, as he led me over to the table. Frank stopped on the left, right next to it. He kept pulling me forward until my hips collided with the edge of the tabletop, and I was forced to bend over it. 

I ended up face down with my hips forced up against the edge, legs stretched, my butt pushed out. Frank kept me pinned down while Rob moved in, spread my legs and secured my ankle cuffs to the legs of the table. 

It felt vulnerable standing there bent over in this position, with my hands firmly locked behind my back. I was unable to move. My bare ass was exposed, still slippery from Rob’s inspection. Ripe for the taking.

Frank and Rob were enjoying it all and I could feel their eyes all over my naked body.

Rob interrupted. “Quick cut”  

He turned to me; “I think we should do a take with you struggling. You think you can manage that slave?”

“Ehm… Could you please explain what you want me to do, sir?” I asked, making sure to sound submissive.

“Just struggle against the cuffs - like you’re trying to get away. Try to sound a little desperate” 

“Yes, sir. I’ll do my best” I replied obediently.

Frank stood next to me, holding a small handheld camera. “Action!”

I began to struggle. I wiggled around, but could barely move my arms without choking myself. I wasn’t about to escape, that much was obvious…

Still it made me feel a little hot… Having my two masters instructing me and making me act out their fantasies… I played my part with conviction. I moaned and whimpered softly, imitating what I had seen in porn. I aimed for a look that said ‘desperate, but slutty’. It was a take.

The camera changed hands. Frank returned to the spot next to me, with a determent strut. He gripped a fistful of my hair and yanked my head backwards. Rob stayed a few feet away holding the camera.

“You're not getting away, slut… You can struggle all you want!” Frank delivered his lines intensely. I felt weak to the knees. 

I quickly picked up that he was in character and played along, whimpering and begging.

“Ah, no… please sir… let me go!”

“You’re not going anywhere, slave. We’ve got big plans for you” He continued. 

With his free hand, Frank slapped me hard on the ass. Then two more hits followed. My cock bounced with excitement.

Frank’s hand lingered on me and began caressing the smooth skin of my butt. His hand moved in between my cheeks, and soon after I felt the push of a finger against my ass. Frank massaged it from the outside, while he stared into my eyes. I sensed Rob behind me, filming a closeup of Frank’s naughty fingers as they explored me all over.

“Mmmh, I can’t wait to stick my fat cock in this ass” Frank declared seductively, poking my hole. He had my full attention. I stared at him with lustful eyes, breathing heavily through my parted lips.

“Do you want my cock in your ass, slut?”

“Yes, sir. Please master, fuck my ass…” I answered, without hesitation. The boundaries between the character and the real me were turning increasingly blurry at this point… My heart was pounding hard.

“You really are a little slut… Aren’t you…?!” 

“Yes sir… I really am…!”

“Don’t worry slave, we're getting to that part…”

Frank stopped and let go of my ass. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed Rob passing an object to him. 

Frank held the object up to my face. It turned out to be a stainless steel butt plug.

The plug was one seamless piece, smooth and shiny, egg-shaped and quite large.

“Open your mouth”  He commanded. I obeyed.

“You feel the weight?” He asked as he played with the cold metal on my tongue. 

“Yef ‘ir” I mumbled. 

The plug was quite heavy, and I had to make an effort to keep it in my mouth. Frank pushed the butt plug all the way in, until it rested heavily on my tongue. 

“You’re gonna keep this in your ass while you’re being disciplined, slave. We’re gonna hit you 20 times, and you’re gonna count the blows out loud. If you let it slip out of your ass, or lose track counting, we’re starting over from 0… Understood?” 

“yef-ir…” I almost choked on my own drool. 

Frank received the camera from Rob. 

A moment later I felt Rob’s hands and lips on my thighs. He massaged my butt for a bit. Suddenly I felt the ruf hairs of his thick mustache prick my skin. Followed right after by the smooth tip of a tongue, as Rob proceeded to rim my ass! It came as a surprise, but a pleasant one… 

Rob was at least as skilled as Frank, and if anything seemed to enjoy eating me out even more. He pushed his tongue deep inside me. I in turn pushed my butt out as far as I could, taking all of what Rob was offering. He pulled his head back, slapped my butt cheek a few times, then continued where he’d left off. Meanwhile Frank was capturing all of my sounds and expressions on camera, leaving nothing out.

After a while, Rob replaced his tongue with a finger. He began sucking on my balls, while he stroked my shaft, with his free hand. Then a second finger pushed inside my ass.

“Mmmm…” I moaned joyfully, sucking on the steel plug, as Rob fingered my ass with increasing intensity.

Eventually Rob judged that I was sufficiently in the right frame of mind, and paused. Lube was applied to my ass. Then he pulled the butt plug from my mouth and proceeded to insert it. The plug felt too big at first, but it was smooth and warm from being in my mouth. To my relief it didn’t take too much persuasion, before it slid inside my ass with a snug fit. Rob pressed on the base of the plug, confirming it was securely in place. It felt smooth as it stayed inside me. 

Shortly after, Frank fitted me with a ball-gag, and strapped it tightly around my neck. I was even more at their mercy now. I took a deep breath…

Fear, shame and doubt swirled around in my head, and churned around alongside my excitement, that was giving way to the same deep lust I had felt earlier. It melted together into an electric adrenaline rush that made my legs tremble. I braced myself for what was coming next. Looking over my shoulder, I saw both of them pick up a flogger and approach me.

“Start counting, slut”

Rob struck first 

“Ah…! Oan (1)!”

They proceeded to take turns whipping my ass, while I tried my best to count the blows out loud.

“Mhm…! Ooh (2)!”

“Ah! Heeh (3)...!”

The shock of each impact added to the sting of the whip. I clinched down on the metal plug. I had to concentrate to keep it in place. It didn't feel like Frank and Rob were holding anything back… And I was terrified of what they would do if I failed my task.

“Mmm-mh! Eine (9)!”

“Ahh…!

When they reached number ten, they paused for a moment to change up their arsenal. Frank returned with a paddle and continued to spank me, landing three consecutive blows on each of my butt cheeks. I whimpered and pleaded for mercy.

Rob took over, just after, armed with a slender cane. He decided to test out the cane on my calves and thighs, making a series of lighter hits, which nonetheless had a sharp painful sting.

“Mm-hmm… Aauw!” I could feel the plug moving as I clinched and relaxed my hole after each strike.

Afterwards Rob paused for a few seconds, allowing my fear to set in completely, before dealing me the last four painful strikes, at full force.

“Aaah…! Eveneen (17)!”

“Aah…! Eiheen (18)!”

“Mmhhn…! Ieneen (19)!”

The last blow landed across both of my tender butt cheeks with a loud "swiish".

“MM-hhh…! Ueny (20)...!”

Rob and Frank halted and stepped back to admire their handiwork. I laid still on the table sobbing and moaning faintly, reeling from my harsh disciplining. My ass felt red hot and painfully sore. I checked to feel the butt plug still firmly in place… I sighed with relief.

Having fulfilled my task to completion, my two masters seemed pleased with me. After filming a few closeups, of my red-coloured ass and my teary-eyed face, they concluded the scene. When they were done, Frank unlocked the ball-gag and popped it out of my mouth.

“How are you doing, slave?”

“I’m doing good, master” I answered hoping to please him.

“Good. Do you need anything before we continue to the next scene?”

“No thank you, sir”

“Alright. You’re doing good so far”

“Thank you, master”

“... We’re going to untie you in a moment. When we begin, I want you to crawl slowly over to the couch, on your hands and knees… and make sure to move your hips and ass as you crawl”

“Yes, sir”

“... When you get there, stay on all fours - arch your back and push your butt out. Then you wait for us, and follow our lead. Is that clear?”

“Yes, master”

“Good, slut” Frank padded me on the cheek. 

Frank and Rob proceeded to untie my ankles. They then unclipped the leather strap from my collar and released my hands, while keeping the cuffs on me. Rob helped me up from the table.

I looked over at the couch where Frank had started setting up the cameras. In front of the couch on the floor he had put down some of my pillows. 

Rob turned to me “We’re just about ready. I’m gonna follow you from behind with the handheld, so I wanna see your ass move around that plug”

“Get on all fours, slut. Ass out!”

I moved into position.

“Action!”

I started to crawl towards the couch, trying to keep my movements slow and sexy. I paid extra attention to my hips and tried to make my butt sway from side to side.

Rob followed closely behind me, camera in hand, filming me as I moved towards my goal. I could feel my cock rubbing against my thighs as I crawled, and the cheeks of my butt gripping the base of the butt plug. It turned me on, to be crawling on the floor like this, performing for them… It turned me on to feel them watching me so closely…

When I reached the edge of the couch I stopped, but remained on all fours like Frank had instructed. I made sure to arch my back, pushing my butt out.

Frank walked over to me. He was holding a riding crop in his hand. I glanced nervously at it, as he let it run through his fingers. He stopped next to me, and placed the crop on my arched back, resting it on my shoulders and butt so it spanned across the gap. Then he bent down and locked my wrists together. I stayed completely still.

Frank stood back up. He grabbed the crop and proceeded to run the leather tip across the skin of my back. He stopped at the upper part of my buttocks. I quivered. Frank continued down my crack and over the base of the metal toy. He tapped it assertively a few times, with the tip of the crop, making me grunt.

“Does that feel good slut? You like having your tight ass filled…?”

“Mmmh… yes, sir” I answered, sounding as slutty as I could.

“You ready to have your holes filled some more?”

“Ah, yes sir. Please, sir...”

I followed him with begging eyes as he sat down and got comfortable on the couch. He sat down right in front of me. His hard member pointed straight up. I looked at it and up at him, from the floor, with my mouth slightly ajar.

“Beg for it!” He instructed 

“Beg for my cock…” Frank slapped me on the ass with the crop.

I bit my lower lip.

“Please sir, please… Mmm, may I please have your hard cock in my mouth?” I looked him deep in the eyes as I said it.

Rob came up from behind. He squatted down next to me and pushed my legs further apart. Then I felt him attach something to one of the cuffs around my ankle. I soon realized he was fitting me with a spreader bar. Rob locked the other cuff in and I could immediately feel the bar restricting my movement, spreading my legs apart and fixing them in place . 

Rob began caressing my butt. He paid special attention to the butt plug, grabbing the base of it, playing with it in my ass. Before long I could feel its metal slide out of me. A moment later t the push of a finger… followed soon by another… then a third. 

Frank held me by the hair and played with the tip of his cock against my tongue, as I kept begging him for it. 

Rob retrieved his fingers, then applied a generous amount of lube to my ass. He made sure it was evenly coating both the outside and inside, pushing his fingers in and out of me a few times. Then I felt the familiar push of a cock as Rob pressed his hard member against the outside of my ass. I took a deep breath, as he slowly pushed himself inside me. 

Frank watched me closely as Rob’s actions turned into vivid and intense expressions across my face. Little by little Rob eased his way in, stretching me out. Continuing in slow, tender increments. I focused on my breathing, tried to relax and let him in.

It wasn’t long before Rob began pushing in and out of me. He hadn’t grown any smaller, and my ass was still a little tender from earlier… He started out at a gentle pace, but his speed soon increased along with his excitement, as I took more and more of him inside me. Before long I could feel his bulky stomach pressing against me from behind.

Frank eased himself forward to the edge of the seat, then pushed his meat inside my mouth. I started blowing him, sucking and licking, using all of what I had learned.

Lying there on all fours, sandwiched in between Rob and Frank, I almost couldn't believe what had happened to me… what WAS happening to me! It was all so intense, so utterly confusing, yet so profoundly clear. How had I allowed them to use me like this…? I did not want them to stop… I couldn’t stop. The voice in my head wouldn’t allow it. It was growing louder again.

Mmm, yes… yes…

Rob grabbed me by my hips and started pounding me from behind, faster and harder. I  stayed on all fours, arching my back, taking all of it… 

….Mmm… like a good little slut.

An image formed in my mind of the cameras and the images they were capturing. I imagined watching myself, lying there on all fours, my hands and feet restrained. I watched myself as the two mysterious men in my living room used me as their plaything… their little slut… their sexslave… I moaned between each push of Frank’s meat down my throat, as I felt the thrust of Rob’s throbbing cock up my tight ass.

“Mmh… Mmmh… Mmmmm… Mmhmh…!” 

Mmm fuck…

I was losing control again.

Oh fuck, fuck me

They had me.

FUCK…