Pegging You In Front Of My Friends

We are both lying in bed, side by side, with our respective books. The soft glow of our nightstand light illuminates the pages while keeping the room bathed in a gentle, relaxing glow.

Eventually you close your book and look over at me. After a moment, you lean in for a kiss.

Sometimes a kiss is a statement. Bold, sure of itself, proclaiming a need. And sometimes, it is a question. Asked hesitantly, gently, as if not sure of what the response will be.

Mmmmmmm...that kiss definitely felt like a question. I return it with an answer, my lips parting to meet yours, making you moan softly. You then turn your head a bit, averting your eyes as you speak.

"So...would you like to..." you trail off with a shy little smile.

I look at you with warm amusement.

"Would I like to...what?" I say, innocently.

You shrug your shoulders and your smile gets bigger, your shyness more pronounced.

"I don't know...I just wondered if maybe we could..."

Could...what?" I ask, trying to get you to confess what it is you want, even though I fully know what it is. We both do.

Wordlessly you lean in for another kiss and you begin to wrap your arms around me, hoping I got the hint so you wouldn't have to say anymore. Oh, you're not going to get away that easily. You're really going to have to get used to asking for what you want. I mean, I can't just read your mind, now can I?

Mmmmmmmmmmmmm...

You begin to kiss down my neck, starting your seduction, hoping my breath would catch, and I would start feeling the tingle. You hope to distract me from seeking your confession, the truth, which still embarrasses you and makes you turn red. But that's part of the fun...making you confess, darling.

"Tell me what it is you want..." I said as I sigh softly, your kisses on my neck making shivers run down my body. "Tell me...what you want me to do to you..."

You stop kissing me and raise your head, your blue eyes at last looking at me deeply and directly. You take a breath.

"I want you to fuck me."

You then close your eyes and return to kissing me, the intensity of your own statement making you retreat again to the safety of my soft skin. Ahh...very nice. A confession is always good for the soul, isn't it? And how lovely to hear you asking me for what you want.

You continue to kiss me as you work your way down to my cleavage. You have excited yourself with your own thoughts said out loud, and you begin to nuzzle your nose and mouth between my big breasts, wanting to lose yourself in them, perhaps to hide from your naughty, revealing confession.

However, you did ask me to fuck you. And you know a request like that cannot be ignored. And you clearly still need some training so that you will learn to open yourself up fully to what it is you crave and need and dream of all day. You will have to be broken in, released from your inhibitions. I look down at you, pulling at the buttons of my blouse so that you can make your way to a breast and begin to suckle. No, no...not tonight. Not when we have work to do.

I look at you and whisper my command.

"On all fours. Now."

You look up at me and quickly obey, standing up to strip off your sweat pants and tank top, climbing onto the bed and getting on all fours with your ass presented to me. We are off to a good start...you know the position.

"Spread your legs," say, tapping on your inner thigh.

You spread your legs wide apart so that your balls hang loosely down between your legs, ready for my inspection. You cannot see me or know what I am going to do, and this is starting to arouse you.

Coming up behind you I kneel down and run my hands over your ass cheeks. I stroke down the back of your thighs then back up again. I reach between your legs and begin to cup my hands around your hanging balls. You sigh with pleasure as you feel me take possession of them. And what a big, heavy pair we have here. You definitely could use a good draining tonight. You moan as my fingers lovingly massage your sack, feeling them, their weight and fullness. I then take some lube and slip my fingers around your already growing cock, making you gasp. I begin to slowly move my hands all over both cock and balls, getting everything slick, slippery and ready for your fucking. Your head drops and your back arches as you revel in my sensual tugging, massaging and cock milking. Despite your vulnerable position, you are still proud of your thick cock and take pride in how it grows for me. You can feel my approval as I sensuously stroke it from head to balls, encouraging it to swell bigger and bigger. Knowing I am watching your body prepare for a night of naughty pleasure makes you gasp with delight.

Yes, we need to get this cock nice and ready. We are going to need it to be hard and at attention when I fuck you...we need to see this thing bouncing everywhere...mmmmmmm...I want to hear it slapping against your stomach as I drive my cock deep into your asshole. I continue to milk you with strong, steady strokes, making you to utter a groan of deep need. You start to wriggle impatiently, like a breeding bull heavy with seed, desperate to squirt.

"You want to be fucked right now, don't you, darling?" I tease as I stroke your shaft lovingly. "I know this hard cock is so ready to fire out its load. But tonight is going to be a bit different. You still need to learn to fully let go, to fully embrace your taboo desires. I am going to help you with that."

You bury your head in the pillow, moaning as you take in my words.

I can feel your balls come alive, tightening as I continue to tug your big cock. Filled with cum, they are big and round and deliciously irresistible. I take my hand away from your cock and kneel down by the bed. I motion for you to scoot yourself back so that my face is between your ass cheeks. I then begin to lap and lick with my tongue, teasing your balls, flicking them until they are bouncing joyfully to and fro over my lips and tongue.

You groan as you start to writhe your hips, relishing the tingles of pleasure you receive as my tongue dances all over your balls. I then take your cock and pull it backwards so that the head is pointing downwards, and I lick the underside of your sensitive shaft. While I do this, I take a lubricated finger and slip it slowly inside of your ass. I can hear your sharp intake of breath as the penetration begins.

I continue to work you into a highly aroused state as you moan softly into the pillow. I keep your cock and balls at full attention as your ass contracts with pleasure around my finger.

"You see how they work together..." I say dreamily, coming up for air. "Your cock, your balls and your ass...I keep my finger probing deep inside of you and you can feel it touching the part of your cock buried deep inside, the very root of it."

Indeed, every sensual stroke of my finger in and out of your ass makes your cock throb with excitement, and now long strings of pre-cum leak out of the head.

Such a naughty boy you are, with your cock drooling cum, here on the bed on all fours with your legs spread. You still worry what people would think of you...what they would think if they saw you like this, bent over, your ass in the air with my finger buried right in it. We need to break you of those fears.

"Get up," I command you, as I rise and go over to the dresser. I pull out a red velvet box with a silver latch. You watch as I open the lid and remove a pair of black leather wrist cuffs which have a series of metal rings around them.

You look at me quizzically, almost a bit fearfully. You watch as I fasten them onto your wrists, then I pull out two matching ankle cuffs. Curious and a bit concerned, you say nothing as you watch me secure them to your ankles. It wasn't until the leather collar came out that you began to speak.

"You serious?" you ask, now rather concerned that this was escalating very quickly. I give a little laugh.

"You are my fuck slave in training, my dear," I explain very matter-of-factly. "And I am getting you fitted for our session." I wrap the collar around your neck, fitting the strap into the buckle and making sure it was properly fitted around your throat. I gave a couple of firm tugs on a ring in the front.

"You're freaking me out," you say, as you begin to tremble with excited anticipation and genuine fear. I stop for a moment and place my hand on your cheek.

"Look at how adorable you are with your collar on," I say, looking at you as I cup your chin in my hand. Indeed, you look very appetizing.

I reach into the box again. I remove a short chain with thick links and a longer one that resembles a leash. I tell you to put your hands behind your back then I draw the shorter chain thru the metal loops on your wrist cuffs and secure it with a small padlock. Now your hands are now secure behind your back. You moan with excitement, your cock leaping as you feel yourself under more and more of my control. Everything is going in such a wonderfully new, forbidden direction.

I then attach the longer chain to a ring on the front of your collar.

"Now the last thing we're going to do..." I say as I reach into the box, "is put on the blindfold."

I take the black cloth and place it over your eyes, tying it securely behind your head. I then stand back and take a look at the spectacle before me. Here you are, your hands secured behind your back, cuffs around your ankles, your leash and collar fitted, blindfold on. You stand there quietly, your cock bobbing in its impatience. What will happen next? You start squirming a bit, your hands fidgeting. Suddenly out of nowhere you feel the sharp sting of my riding crop against your buttocks. You yelp and quickly go still, looking straight forward into the darkness of your blindfold.

"You are not to wiggle or squirm," I admonish. "Tonight you are on strict discipline and will pay full attention. This represents an important chapter in your ability to fully submit and let yourself go."

I continue, my tone getting more serious.

"I should warn you. If you decide to disobey or become difficult, you may require additional discipline. I'll have the means to do so in case we need to recalibrate your focus and ensure your complete cooperation. Do you understand?"

You nod silently.

I look at you, standing there completely still, obedient and nervous. I then collect the box and pick up the end of your leash. Quietly I lead you out the bedroom door. I march you across the living room to the doorway that leads to the basement. One by one, I lead you down the steps into the darkened room below. I have you walk to the center of the room and take a step up onto some sort of platform, as far as you can tell. You are not sure now what is going on, and you dare not ask me anything.

In front of you now is a horizontal wood beam secured to the platform by two sturdy wooden legs. I have you bend over so that your chin is now resting on the beam, your eyes looking straight ahead into the blindfold. I take the metal loop on your collar and lock it onto the beam, so that you are now secured in place. I stretch out your left arm and lock it in place to your wrist cuff, and do the same to the right. I then walk around and stand in front of you.

"Why, with your arms out like that, you look like you're going to fly away!" I laugh, teasing you. "And with you bent over with that ass sticking straight out so invitingly, you *are* going to fly tonight, darling. Fly higher than you could dream of. But in order to fly, you need to be bound tightly. So let's be sure of that and get your legs in secured place. Spread, please."

You move your feet apart and when you have them wide enough, I take a metal spreader bar and attach each end to the inside loops of your ankle cuffs. Now your legs will remain in place, nice and far apart so that I have very easy access to your asshole. I can hear you moaning now, in much anticipation, bent over and completely helpless. You were definitely not expecting this. In just my black tank top and panties, I open the box lid and now remove my strap on. You can hear me putting it on, and you breathe in sharply. Deprived of sight, you are highly tuned into on the sounds of the leather straps drawing thru the buckles, the sound of me adjusting my big rubber cock so that it rests snug against my clit. You can hear me squeezing out some lube, then rubbing it all over my erection, preparing myself for you. You have never been so apprehensive and so excited.

You jump suddenly as my slick fingers make contact with your tight little asshole. This too, needs to be prepared. I will be doing much thrusting, so we need to get you nice and wet for me. You moan as I massage a generous amount of lubrication deep inside your hole around all around the edges, then up and down your crack. My wet fingers then slide between your legs and give your balls a good massage, enjoying the feel of their weight as they continue to fill with cum. With that gorgeous erection and your big, full sack, your prostate is going to be stimulated into triggering a very big explosion tonight, I can tell already. I step away and come around in front of you.

"I told you that tonight you will be trained to face your biggest fears and open yourself up to the joy of complete submission. Are you ready?"

"Yes, Mistress," you say between your heavy breaths, still looking out into darkness. I reach over and pull the blindfold off, and you emit a very loud cry of surprise.

For standing right in front of you on the other side of the room are ten of my female friends, all looking intently at you. Your eyes grow wide as you see a few of them begin to giggle, a few clap loudly, some are smiling silently and others burst out laughing as they see your stunned expression, your well lubed ass sticking out behind you.

Your body starts to tremble and you begin to struggle against your restraints.

"Get me out of this thing!!" you cry, tugging and struggling. But the wood beams, metal rings and locks keep you securely in place as you thrash and pull.

"Unlock me right now!" you cry out in frustration. "Unlock me, damn you! What the fuck??"

I laugh, and so does everyone else. How funny you look, indignant, fearful and angry, bent over with your big cock sticking straight up in the air in front of everyone. Holy fuck! What a predicament. Your body jerks and spasms as you try again and again to break your bondage but you are going nowhere, your head secured so that you are forced straight ahead at the women staring and laughing at you. What humiliation...and yet your cock leaps and jumps with the thrill of it!

"He's so cute! Look at him!" one says, cooing with amusement. "Look at how big his cock is! He totally wants his ass fucked!"

Another is laughing and agrees. "Look at those huge balls, too! How much cum do you think is inside?"

"I hope to show you how much," I reply confidently. "Now are you ladies ready to help me with his training?"

There is much cheering, laughter and applause while you continue to struggle and try to figure a way out. But it is no use. I mean, really now, you bad boy. You literally asked for this.

I get situated behind you and take your ass cheeks in my fingers, then spread your cheeks far apart, revealing your glistening little hole. And even as you protest and curse, I can see it winking at me, its squeezing and clenching telling me how much you want me inside of you.

You want it now and you want it hard.

I take my cock head and begin to press it against your puckered entrance, making you yowl in indignation. Yes, it's really going to happen, right here, in front of everyone. The women shriek and laugh, watching your face intently as my cock begins its slow journey deep into your body. You buck your hips and shout, your head locked in place, forcing you to face the crowd of fascinated women. They are intent on watching your changing expressions as I penetrate you. But your tirade of protests continue. You seem to have forgotten that I had forbidden you to disobey me.

"Stop it! Get off me right now, God damn you! Get them out of here! Unlock this fucking thing!!

Your emotions alternate between helplessness and rage, your words both pleading and angry, until I can take no more. After all, this is a real mood killer. I withdraw my cock, and momentary you feel victorious relief. This will prove to be short lived. I warned you...

The women watch as they can see me reach into my box. I pull something out and walk around in front of you, so that for the first time, you can see me. It's a sight that silences you for a moment, seeing me standing there in front of you with my erection pointing up as straight as yours. But then you begin to fight against your restraints again.

"You never told me anyone was going to be here!" you say, panic in your voice. "Get me out of this damn thing!"

"You've got a big mouth on you tonight," I say, unmoved by your protests. "It looks like we're going to need to use a disciplinary device. And I was so hoping you would behave yourself. Ah well..."

I step up right in front of you and kneel down so we are eye to eye. I lift up the item I had gotten out of my box. It is an item designed to keep noisy slaves, like you, silent.

"Now open wide," I say, like a mother trying to get their child to take some medicine.

You dodge me, twisting your head left and right. You clamp your lips shut, refusing to cooperate.

"I said open your mouth. Honestly, am I going to have to treat you like a child?"

The women giggle as I once again try to get you to open your mouth and again you continue to be naughty and refuse to do as you're told. So I reach up with my other hand and pinch your nostrils shut.

"Now open!" I command. I press the device up to your mouth. You squirm and struggle, but finally you gasp and your mouth opens. A long, rubber phallic shaped gag makes its way between your teeth and over your tongue. You struggle and try to shout but only let out a muffled gurgle as you feel the gag slide deeper and deeper inside until the tip is nestled between your tonsils. It is all the way in to the base, to which a thin long hose with a bulb on the end is attached. Before you start to thrash again, I quickly take the straps and secure them around your head so that the gag is held in place.

I lean back and look at you.

"My goodness, you look so adorable!" I say. "What do you think, ladies?"

Shouts of approval and applause ring out. You start to breathe heavily, your brows furrowed as you try to unleash a tirade of expletives. But all that comes out of your mouth is a ridiculous stream of huffs and puffs and enraged, muffled cries.

"Listen to you." I say. "You're still trying to speak. I think it's time to activate The Silencer," I said, taking a hold of the bulb hanging from the gag in your mouth.

"Watch this ladies, you're going to love how this works."

It is called The Silencer for a reason. It is a very lovely and effective training device. I hold the bulb firmly and began to squeeze. Almost immediately you give a garbled cry as you feel the phallus start to swell inside of your mouth. With a couple more squeezes, it has expanded so that it is touching your tonsils and starting to make your cheeks bulge. The women laugh hysterically. You look ridiculous. But it seems to be doing the trick. With that quickly inflating dick in your mouth, every time you try to cry in protest, your gag reflex is activated. You have to be very careful now, and make sure you don't constrict your throat. Eventually, your muffled groans of protest fade into deep, heavy defeated breaths.

"Listen ladies...I think he's settled down. Are you doing OK, darling?" I stroke your head as you stand there, arms outstretched, legs apart and ass out, looking straight ahead at a room full of very amused females. You answer me by giving one last loud burst of protest. I respond by giving the bulb another couple of squeezes, causing the phallus to expand even more inside of your throat, your mouth now wider than ever. The women can see so obviously how aroused you are, despite your defiance. They laugh and point at your swollen erection. They see it standing upright, pointing out at them, betraying you and revealing in actuality how very turned on you are.