Vacation to Bondage

I heard laughing and whooping after he finally finished and left me on the floor with my legs spread and semen and blood slowly seeping from my ass. I was still numb from this latest assault that I didn't notice that another one had entered the room a few minutes before and now stared at me laying there in the position that I had been left. He locked the door, waked over and then knelt down next to me in the floor. A hand touched my naked, sweat and cum covered body and I suddenly flinched. I squirmed a little to his touch.

"Be still," he said. "I won’t hurt you."

"Please not again. Please let me go," I slobbered behind the ballgag.

"I've come to get some of what got started," he said.

"No, please don't," I said with my eyes

Then, he reached out with his free hand and pinched my nostrils. As he squeezed my nasal passages closed I gulped behind the gag. He counted to thirty and then relaxed the pressure on my nose. Gagged, I now took in deep breaths through my nose.

"Don't make me hurt you," he said again. "Now let's get this stuff off of you." First, he freed my wrists from the collar around my neck which allowed my arms to fall limply to my sides. Then, he expertly cut away the zip ties which secured my ankles and legs. For the first time in oh so many long hours my limbs were free. Then, he moved me to an upright position. I wasn't sure what was going to happen, but I wept softly at my new found freedom.

As I sat there, he began to eye me. Then, he grabbed me by the arm and had me stand up. "I'm gonna take that gag off," he said. "Not a sound, understand?"

I looked at him and nodded. He reached up and released the strap at the back of my neck and removed the ballgag which he tossed on the bed.

"So nice. I hear you are such a special guy. I never done one before so you'll be my first. Now, put your hands on your head."

I did as I was told. With his hands, he explored my body. He leaned in and began to suck, then bite my nipples.

"So hot," he said between mouthing of my nipples.

He ran his hands over my body. Over my bare chest and stomach, across my trembling thighs.

"Lay back on the bed and spread your legs."

I obeyed. He crawled between my spread legs and began to gently then savagely stroke my cock.

This was the part that I dreaded. The warmth of pleasure began to spread across my body as this guy jerked at my cock. I cried out with pleasure as he pushed two fingers into my ass and pumped them in sync with his stroking. It didn't take long, and as I was about to let out a scream, a hand covered my mouth, stifling the sound as I screamed long and loud with my orgasm.

I started to cry in shame as he then mounted me and drove his hard cock into me. He pumped me hard and fast. He whispered "I need you" with every stroke and painfully squeezed my balls when he cried out and shot his warn semen into me. He lay on top of me, spent.

"That was great."

I continued to sob. Now, the he rolled me on to me face-down and began to explore my back with his tongue. His hands roamed over my small, tight and abused ass. The perfect ass on the perfect victim. His cock began to grow again. Though he just came in my ass, it was time to really show me how really special I was.

He pushed my butt cheeks apart and drove his hard cock into my semi-tight ass. I screamed in pain into the comforter. Though I had been repeatedly assaulted this one was vicious. He covered my mouth with his sweaty palm.

"No screaming, bitch. I don't want the others to hear how much you're loving it."

This rapist was particular as he used slow deliberate strokes to rape my ass. Every time he came close to cumming, he would pull out, wait, then drive back in - hard and deep.

When he finally came, I never felt it. I had gone catatonic half- way through. It was the only escape from the shame that been heaped on me since this whole nightmare began. I just lay there, breathing hard, waiting for what was to be next. I didn't have long to wait and was surprised by what did happen.

"You're a bit of a mess," he said. "Get in the bathroom and get cleaned up."

I looked at the masked face and with a short nod, I eased myself off of the bed and headed towards the bathroom. "Make it quick and keep that door open."

I nodded again as I stepped onto the cold tile and turned on the shower. As the hot water began to steam up, I stepped in and allowed the spray to envelope my body. As I started to wash my body I began to cry.

I washed my body my ravaged ass stung as I lathered it up. I was lost in thought when I saw the rapist standing there.

"That's it," he said. I nodded and turned the water off as he handed me a towel. He turned to leave the bathroom. "Should be a robe on the back of the door," he said. "Put it on."

I finished drying, found the robe and putting it on I walked back out into the bedroom. I saw that the door was open and I could hear several voices in conversation.

I moved to the bed and sat. I buried my head in my hands and waited.

It wasn't long before I heard the door close. Looking up, I saw the one who started it all standing there. His pants open at the waist. Through his mask I could see his Cheshire cat grin.

He walked over and stood in front of me.

"I understand you are letting them do what they want with you," he said. "They really don't mean for it to hurt, but they just really want to use you. You understand?"

I looked up and nodded.

His hand reached down and touched my shoulder.

"But you know," he said as he clutched my shoulder, "I think you like what is happening. Don't you?"

I didn't look up at him as I shook my head. "Please."

He removed his hand from my shoulder and raised my head up by my chin. "The robe is a nice touch. Now, say you like what is happening. Say how you love being raped."

I looked at his masked face and again shook my head. "Why?"

His eyes stared hard at me as I attempted to avert his gaze. "Well?"

"I...love...to..be," I began to stammer, "RAPED!"

After I blurted those words, he moved closer and I could smell his sweat exuding from his crotch.

"Take it out," he ordered.

"Please," I begged. "No more. Just stop it all and go."

He looked down on me. "I said take it out!"

My hands trembled as I reached up and began to undo the zipper of his pants. Then, as I pulled his jeans down, his cock sprang free erect and dripping precum.

"Well," he said. "Get on it."

I licked my lips and as I opened my mouth, I sensed an adrenaline rush from his body. His cock pulsed with anticipation of my surrender. I sucked his cock in. I took the tip in slowly as tears began to fall from my eyes with some landing in his thick shaft as I took more of him into my mouth. Sitting as I was on the bed the angle that I took him into my mouth was difficult causing me to choke briefly before I adjusted. His cock was salty and I smelled his manliness as my nose and mouth moved closer to his pubic hair. More and more of his thick meat disappearing into my mouth.

"Suck it clean!"

I started to bob my head up and down on his meat with my jaws protruding as I struggled to gulp his cock. He began to then rock his hips plunging his cock deep into my throat enjoying the vibrations caused by my gagging. I tried to pull my head back but he reached down and forced my head further into his crotch.

I gulped and whimpered softly around his assaulting cock as he fucked my mouth. I was quivering with each breath as my mouth stretched over the cock. He rammed it deep in my throat - pulled back then rammed in again. I didn't intend for him to hear it, but I let out a soft moan.

"You're discovering that you're not that straight after all," he quiped.

I sniffled and kept sucking as his cock continued to ground deep into my throat. I gagged and choked around his shaft as I felt the first spurts of cum in my throat. Then, his cock released his full load of cum in my mouth. I choked more profusely as he slid his cock out if my mouth, letting the last wave of his hot jism spray my lips.

There was an awkward silence as he pulled up his jeans and I wiped his cum from my lips. I watched as he moved a cushioned chair and positioned it with the backrest facing the door. Then he picked up his knapsack and came back over to me.

"Stand up," he said. "Put your hands in front of you."

I did as I was ordered. He secured my wrists in front of me with a zip tie. Then, he wrapped them further with duct tape.

"Now, get over there," he commanded pointing me to the chair. "On your knees, face the back."

I walked over and again did as I was instructed. He took my bound wrists and pulled them down securing them to one of the legs. When that was finished, he moved behind me and secured each ankle to a leg. Then, he picked up the ballgag from the bed and forced it into my mouth.

"Now, it's time for your last lesson," he said as he moved and opened the door. "He's ready for you," he said into the other room.

He stepped back and looked at me. "My friend got here a bit late but he's been patient in waiting his turn." The door opened. "But I'm sure you won't disappoint him."

My eyes went wide as another masked guy walked in. He was at least six foot six and at least 250 lbs.

"Try and leave me something," the first guy said. "We have plans for him."

The new guy nodded and closed the door. I watched him as he removed his shirt. He was ripped and I shivered despite having the robe. Off came his boots and as he unbuckled his pants my eyes followed him as he moved behind me.

His hands went to the collar of the robe and pulled it off if my shoulders.

Then, I felt a hardness at my ass and began to scream as he forced first one, then a second thick finger into my already ravaged ass.

TO BE CONTINUED...