I sat in the chair and watched the movie as it played on the screen before me, trying to relax. Well, almost all of these words were wrong as I thought about them again. I was in the rec room, naked and tied to a dining chair that had been brought in for this purpose. My wrists were strapped to the arms of the chair and my ankles secured to the legs, a belt even went around my chest just under my breasts to keep me upright and still. Drool pooled on my tits, stomach and legs as it dribbled around the bit gag strapped into my mouth.
Between my legs, the harness was in its now familiar position with the vibrator throbbing away in my pussy and the metal contacts nestled between my ass cheeks. I moaned softly, too tired to even try to fight against what I was feeling as the uncaring tool did its work on my body. It had been a few days since the dinner party and I had been spending at least an hour a day here, suffering through Dan's latest torment. My fingers stroked the remote under my right hand, hovering over the button in fearful anticipation as I helplessly watched the video that played on the massive screen in front of me.
On the screen was a clip from the surveillance feed in the house and I watched as mom sucked Dan's cock in the kitchen. This clip seemed to be from before I arrived, her hair was shorter but she seemed just as eager to please him then as she did now. The sound of her moaning and slurping at his massive prick filled the room and I felt the vibrator's intensity move up a notch as Dan grabbed her by the shoulders and lifted her onto the table. She spread her legs willingly, leaning back on her elbows and shaking her hair out of her face.
I had watched several hours of these clips over the last couple of days, helpless to look away. Someone had edited these and synched them with the belt between my legs. At random intervals, a red light would flash somewhere on the screen and if I didn't press the button under my fingers the device would deliver a shock between my ass cheeks. I had learned that the hard way the first day, Dan had stood there silently as I closed my eyes and refused to watch his homemade porno. The scream I let out still haunted me and my ass twitched at the thought of another. It was only then that he explained the rules of the game and left me to my torment. Now, my attention was focused on the image of Dan pounding my mom's pussy as she moaned and groped at her tits on the same table I had been so recently fucked on. I had given up trying to look away from the center of the screen because the dot would appear anywhere at random. It was better to just relax and let my eyes un-focus slightly until the flash of red appeared.
There it was, bottom right and I pressed the button desperately. The red light turned green and the vibrator increased in power again, rewarding me for my attention. I let out another moan and ground my hips down against the hard seat of the chair. This video was short compared to most of them and I had to work if I wanted to orgasm before it ended. I had given up on that too, denying myself for the sheer spite of fighting him when he wasn't even here. After each video ended the vibrator shut off and I had about a minute before the next one started. Initially, I had looked forward to those minutes, free of stimulation and torment but soon they just left me frustrated. An hour is a long time to be pushed to the edge then left to cool down before it started again. Now I figured that if I could cum without Dan or Zack forcing themselves on me, I may as well take the opportunity.
I felt myself getting closer, the relentless machine filling my pussy had sped up again as Dan spun mom around and was fucking her from behind. I bit my lip as he pulled her hair, arching her back so he could grab her tits. I tugged at my bonds, desperate to grope my own breasts and nipples to accompany the pulsing vibrator in my crotch. Soon, please soon I thought as I squeezed my exhausted pussy muscles around the buzzing shaft.
"Mmmoooooooo" I wailed around the leather wrapped bit between my teeth. The screen went dark and the vibrator shut down, leaving me to slowly come down from my arousal. It scared me that I was disappointed that I hadn't cum given the circumstances but I didn't care right now. A glance at the clock on the display showed that I had just over 5 minutes left in this session, time for one more video.
I breathed deeply through my nose, my spit sodden chest pressing against the strap that held me to the chair. I wiggled my hips until the vibrator was as deep as it could get and made sure that the button was under my finger. I had also learned that pushing it when the red light was not on earned me a shock, so I needed to make sure everything was ready for this last clip. The screen came to light and I saw myself lying on the carpet in this very room, naked and blindfolded.
No, no, not this one I moaned to myself. Helpless to look away, I saw mom kneel down and move between my legs, her own eyes covered with a black silk scarf but the rest of her fully visible. Her smooth firm ass settled down on her shiny heels as she wiggled into position and I remembered the gentle touch of her hands inside my thighs as she stroked her nails over my sensitive skin. I flinched as the vibrator kicked in, the gentle throb of the lowest setting insidiously matching what was going on during the video. My pussy twitched in eager anticipation and I bit down on the gag hard trying to take control of myself. My eyes strayed to the remote under my finger, one press of the button and all feeling of arousal would vanish in an explosion of pain. Eventually my eyes returned to the images on the screen, I couldn't do that to myself.
The vibrator stepped up a notch as I saw mom's tongue slide out and gently lick my pussy and the sound of my moan of pleasure was echoed by my own moan of frustration. Why this one, why now, why was he doing this to me. I would rather be strung up and whipped for an hour than have to go through this for five more minutes.
My eyes darted over the screen looking for the red dot, trying to avoid staring at any one section for too long. My gaze slipped to my own face and despite myself I remembered what I was feeling at that moment. I watched myself gasp as mom kissed her way up my stomach and flicked her tongue over my navel. My hands reached down to grab the heels of my shoes and my knees and shoulders twitched at the memory of the strain.
I moaned and squirmed in the chair, my body fighting my mind over what I should be feeling. My pussy was desperate, the last two clips had been short and I had been denied my orgasm so now it screamed for release. "Oh god, oh my god, please, please just like that." I heard myself moan as mom licked and nibbled at my pussy. My eyes moved down over my heaving tits to see her face had been hidden by her curly chestnut hair. My gaze continued across the screen along her back and narrow waist to where her mature hips flared to the peach shape of her sunbed tanned ass. The shiny black spikes of her stiletto heels poked out from behind her and my gaze lingered there for a moment before a flashing red light in the top left corner of the screen snapped me back to reality. Desperately I pressed the button and the light turned green and I was rewarded with another surge of the vibrator.
"NNnngggggggg" I groaned around the gag in my mouth as my hips moved in slow circles on the slick hard seat of the chair. I wanted to close my eyes and just enjoy the feeling but sometimes that damned red light came on two or three times per video so instead I watched with rapt attention as mom moved into the sixty-nine. My fingers dug into the arms of the chair as I watched my hands slide up to grab mom's ass cheeks, pulling my face into her cunt. The smell of my own juices filled my nose and I could swear I tasted her again. My snatch twitched in response to the sight of mom's head descending between my legs and on cue the vibrator increased in tempo again, sadistically almost pulsating in time with her finger as she probed my vagina.
I whimpered and groaned, the memory of the incredible orgasm that she had given me fighting with the revulsion I had felt when I discovered it was her. The feelings I was experiencing now in conflict with the part of my mind that still screamed it was wrong and I should punish myself, not enjoy it. I saw my head wiggle as I lapped at mom's snatch and remembered the satisfaction I had felt at her reaction. My eyes focused on the screen to see what I had only felt at the time. Mom's shoulders tensed, her muscles flexing under her flawless skin and I saw a shudder course over her body. She worked one hand beneath my ass, I remembered lifting myself up to help her do it, then her face was squeezed between my legs as my orgasm started to build.
"Mmmmmmmmnnnnnn" I heard myself moan on the video, my face pressed tight against mom's cunt. "Mmmmmmnnnn" I moaned myself, echoing it almost perfectly and I saw mom's orgasm explode through her. Her muffled moans as her body trembled on top of me, my own moans as I came myself in vividly remembered pleasure. The vibrator sped up again and I wailed into the gag as a third orgasm accompanied the two on the screen. I pushed my hips down hard, doing all I could to shove that vibrator deep inside me as I writhed and shook in my bonds. The heavy wood chair creaked as I thrashed and I was afraid that I would topple over but quickly didn't care as another orgasm followed the first. The vibrator continued its relentless work on my body and I responded like an unthinking animal, lost in my own sensations.
Finally, I came down off of my high, wheezing and gasping around the bit in my mouth as sweat and saliva ran down my body. I glanced up out of habit, conditioned to look for the red light. Instead, I saw mom and I kissing each other as we embraced at the end of our lovemaking session. My arms were wrapped around her neck while she gently cupped my chin in her hands. Beneath our blindfolds, our lips pressed against each other and I tried but failed to look away as her tongue slid into my mouth. I tried to imagine that this was Claire, that magnificent blonde stranger who had been there that night. Instead, I saw mom's hand slowly slide down my chest to gently caress my breast while I heard myself moan in undisguised pleasure.
I heard steps behind me and Dan walked by to turn off the display, I had no idea how long he had been there. I flinched out of habit when he put his hand on my cheek as he reached around to undo my gag. I groaned and worked my jaws as the bit was removed from my mouth, licking the saliva off of my lips before any more dribbled down my chin. Dan tossed the gag onto an end table and stepped back to look down at me. Not like there was much to look at, I was sweaty and covered in drool with my hair hanging in a stringy mess from all I had gone through over the last hour.
"Well, how many times did you cum this time?" He asked as he leaned down to unstrap my arms from the chair.
"Fu..." I started to say, then froze as I saw his gaze harden and his finger hovering over the remote on the arm of the chair. "Five."
