Willa Huffner - Bound hooker

They wanted me to lick them but Kathy would have none of it unless one of them tongue bathed me, which none would do.

Kathy changed my bondage. I had my wrists strapped to an overhead bar. They were out to the sides but not stretched. My legs were tied open a couple of feet.

The woman who ate me came forward with a large box. She opened it on the floor in front of me. It was filled with all sorts of wires. She took out a long thin rod and smeared some stuff on it. She shoved it up my ass and put a piece of tape across it to hold it in place. She did the same with a larger rod to my cunt. Then she added some cups to various spots on my pussy. She taped them in place before putting a couple more on my tits.

She got on the floor and began turning knobs. All sorts of sensations began to run through me. I twisted and turned in total surrender to them. In seconds I had one of the strongest cums in my life. It was fantastic but even during the most pleasurable part, the throbs continued, sending one cum after another.

My knees were shaking and my hips were rocking back and forth involuntarily. My juices were flowing down my legs.

The sensations were all over the place, first more pronounced in my ass, then in my cunt, then on my tits and back to my ass. Everything was a dream. I gave no thought to being so humiliated in front of them. My whole being was between my legs, savoring every last pulse of orgasm after orgasm. It never seemed to ease and nor did I want it to. I moved in time and panted out my joy. Nothing had ever had such an effect on me. I would do anything to have it last forever. I would have been happy to stay there forever.

I hung in the straps, too weak to move. It had stopped.

Instead of feeling completely satisfied, I wanted still more. There was always the search for new and exciting things. After the electrodes, I had no idea what would give me greater pleasure. I would have to be consumed by sex. I would have to be in a room with hundreds of men all ready to fuck me in every hole.

The woman asked me if I wanted to eat her. I nodded that I did. I was taken down from the bar. She raised her skirt and I licked while the others watched me. After what they saw, it didn't make any difference. They knew me by now.

A few days later, a young girl appeared at my apartment. "I'm Carol, did Kathy tell you about me?"

"Yes." I opened the door for her. I couldn't believe that she was only eighteen. She was taller than I and she had an astonishing figure. Her long blonde hair reached to the small of her back.

"You can take off your panties," she told me. I slipped them off and stood naked in front of her, waiting for her to tell me what to do next. She surveyed every inch, front and back, before she told me to put on a dress.

We had a car waiting for us. We were driven to a building that looked like a small store. She opened the door with a key and we went inside.

There were two girls already there. They were both tied over horses. Their young cunts were completely exposed. Carol removed their gags and they began crying that they wanted to be untied.

"Don't be such babies. Its time you had those little pussies of yours licked. You are going to stop fingering yourselves after today."

"Please. Don't we always do what you tell us?"

She ignored them and told me to remove my dress. She tied my hands in back of me. I could have resisted but I didn't know if I could have gotten away from her or not. She was even heavier than I. She then tied my ankles. I stood waiting for her. She toyed with my rings, trying to devise a method to tie them also but she said, "It's too bad they won't let me use these things."

"You are blackmailing them now so how can they stop you?"

"I'm not a fool. If I go too far, my father would do something. He can be pushed just so far then he stops and puts his mind to the problem and always comes up with an answer. So if I insisted, he would find a way to stop me from using you at all."

She cupped my cunt and felt around with inexperienced fingers to find my hole. It was dry through indifference to this egotistical bitch. I would hate to be in her clutches when she had some more years on her. She found what she was looking for and pulled up hard, making me stand on my toes. "Have you ever eaten real young cunts before?"

"No."

"Good. It's a first time for them and a first time for you. I hope you do a bang up job. If you don't make them cum, you'll be sorry."

"I'm not going to do it."

"Get busy you cunt or I'll make you sorry."

I didn't bother to answer her. She got mad as hell and made all sorts of threats. Finally when that failed, she began to cry. She gathered up our clothes and locked us up in the store.

We stayed for a few hours before Kathy came to release us. "Its a good thing you didn't do it. She would have caused you nothing but trouble. She's a real bitch when she has her claws into you."

I put the whole matter out of my mind as nothing more than a slight inconvenience.

Kathy took me to my apartment after finding something for the girls to wear. They were happy to get home safe and sound.

"Next week you're going on a trip. You'll be gone for a month or two but you should enjoy it. You'll be treated like a slave and like a queen."

"Now, you'll have to learn the various positions of submission. The people you will meet are very strict with their slaves so the more you know, the easier it will be for you."

"Every position calls for you to be on your knees. Take your dress off and practice it."

I knelt naked in front of her. I was sorry she was not equipped with a cock.

"Cross your ankles and sit on your feet. Your arms could be at your sides, in back, folded in your lap, or with your hands clasped behind your neck."

I tried all of the positions she suggested. I didn't find much difference between one of the other, however, the next position was really embarrassing. I had to kneel with my legs very wide apart and my nose and forehead touching the floor. She made me curve my spine inward so my ass was sticking up and I had to reach back to back hold of my ankles. Kathy got up and looked at me and told me my holes were nicely open.

"Anytime you see a man holding a whip or cane or such, you must kneel in front of him but off to the side where he is holding it. That puts me in position for him to whip you between your legs and asscheeks if he so desires."

Kathy went on to tell me about the next few months. I had to keep the same position the whole time.

"I won't tell you where you are going. The less known the better. But don't be shocked by anything that you see. The discipline will be much more severe than anything you've ever seen but you won't have to suffer any unless you give them cause. All of the women are mostly there of their own free will. Only a few are there for punishment. You know, the girls who tried to blackmail them, wives and daughters who act like they are queens, and so forth."

"This group meets about once a year. They come from all over the world and many of them are very important people. It's best that you don't ask any questions of them."

"Most of them stay only a few days, but you will be lucky enough to see everything."

When she got finished talking, she beckoned me to come between her legs. I ate until she came.

The flight was long and tiring. I slept while we drove to a large place that looked like a castle in the moonlight. We went inside immediately although I would have enjoyed a few minutes outside in the cool night air.

The second I was inside, my coat and dress were removed and my tit rings put on again. They either forgot or decided against my nose ring. My cunt rings were always there.

I was taken down a couple of flights of stairs, down a long hallway that had closed doors on both sides, and finally into a room that was completely bare of furniture. It had wooden walls, ceiling, and floor. On two walls that faced each other, the were two sets of iron cuffs connected to rings in the wall.