Dan cursed under his breath. Griff was supposed to be helping him get Cock Socket ready for the party, but judging from the deep throaty moans coming from Free Anal upstairs, the big man was up to something else.
Dan finally found him in the guest bedroom. He had Free Anal bent over at the waist, facing the full length mirror next to the closet, while his thick log sawed in and out of her rectum. He had removed her mask and had two fingers of each hand in her mouth pulling it wide open as he pounded his hips at her. He wasn't angry at finding his friend with Free Anal, Griff had permission to use either of his slaves whenever they were free, but his friends were going to be here soon and he needed to get Free Anal out of here now.
"Griff! What the fuck man? I thought I told you to save it for the party?" Dan said loud enough to get his friend's attention.
Griff slammed his cock deep into Free Anal's bowels and held it there while he ground his crotch against her bottom. "Sorry man, you know I can't resist this slut's ass," he said apologetically. Ever since Griff had first laid eyes on Dan's newest slave he had been strangely attracted to her. That attraction had only increased when he found out she had never had sex with a black man and made it clear that if she weren't a slave she never would. Ever since then, Griff made a point to take her as often as possible and he liked to remove her mask so he could see her facial expressions while he sodomized her. She acted like she hated every second of it, but Dan suspected that she secretly enjoyed it. She always looked a little disappointed whenever Griff wasn't around.
"Make sure she gets out of here as soon as your finished," Dan said as he turned to leave. "The guys will be arriving soon and I don't want any of them to see her."
"Sure...of course," Griff said as he started pummeling Free Anal's ass again. "I'll be dropping my load in this bitch's ass in a minute."
"Oh, and make sure you lube Cock Socket's ass real good. I've already put her in the box and I don't want her to get any tears or rips today," Dan added. Griff just grunted in agreement.
It was the Sunday of the last football game of the preseason. Usually this wouldn't be a day to throw a football viewing party, but the Cowboys were playing the Texans, and the only other time that could happen this season would be if they both made it to the Superbowl. So he decided to throw a party, and since the game was meaningless and the starters would be out after the first quarter, he thought Cock Socket would be the perfect diversion for when the game got boring.
He had ordered Free Anal to come over earlier to help Cock Socket with the cooking and cleaning, but he had expected her to be gone by now. He had invited several old friends from his college days over to watch the game and he wanted his life to appear somewhat normal to them. That's why Cock Socket was locked inside the box where she could remain anonymous while his friends used her holes for their pleasure.
Calling it a box was really a misnomer since it was shaped more like an egg, but it was made of wood and Griff had started calling it a box and the name stuck. Dan had been working on it for months in the garage and it was finally ready. Cock Socket was sitting in it, bent over so that her chest was resting on her thighs. Her upper body was strapped to the lid, and her lower body was strapped to the base. The only part of her that could be seen was her ass which was hanging out through a lined and padded hole giving anyone complete access to her cunt and asshole.
There were handles attached to the outside so that you could pull your hips forward with force. Cock Socket had the mouthpiece from a modified snorkel in her mouth so that she didn't suffocate; it was attached to a tube that ran to the underside of the box to give her fresh air. The entire inside of the box was insulated from sound, so Cock Socket couldn't hear, but she could see. There were two pinhole cameras on the outside: one was near her crotch to capture the view of the cocks sliding inside her, the other was on the top of the box, aimed to capture the face of the person fucking her. He had done his best to hide the cameras and was certain no one would notice them. Cock Socket had a pair of goggles that had small monitors for lenses; each one showed her the image from one of the cameras.
Dan knew it would be uncomfortable and worried about her breathing, so the last weekend he and Griff had run her through a test run. His dick was sore for two days afterwards, and Griff hadn't noticed the cameras. Cock Socket had been in the box for over three hours and had been fine when she exited.
Dan went to the kitchen to check on the food that Cock Socket and Free Anal had started. The story he had told his buddies was that he had gotten a spa day for his wife so that she would be gone the entire time the game was on. While he was checking the food, he heard Griff escorting Free Anal out the door.
Soon Griff's large frame was looming in the kitchen doorway. "I got Cock Socket's ass all lubed up. I left the tube under the box in case she needs a refresher later on," he told his friend.
"Thanks, Griff. Your nephews will be here on time, right?" Dan asked for the hundredth time. They had recruited the two young men to pick up the box, and its contents a half hour before the game was supposed to end, and had promised them some time with Cock Socket as payment.
"Yeah man. I told 'em I'd kick both their asses if they weren't, " the big man assured him. "I don't know why it's so important anyway."
"It's important for believability," Dan explained. "If my friends see the box and the woman leaving, any of them that might have had suspicions that she was my wife, will have those suspicions allayed. It would be even better if she could return, looking like she had just been to a spa, while they were still here, but we don't have time for that."
"Yeah, we promised my nephews they could have her the rest of the night," Griff commented.
"You're certain they'll be discreet?" Dan asked.
"They'll keep their mouths shut. I let them know if they blabbed there'd be no repeat performances for them. Besides, I've always told them to never talk about the women they've been with; it's disrespectful."
Dan's buddies started arriving about twenty minutes later. He and Griff had hidden the box behind a large, decorative folding screen in the corner opposite the TV. Anyone looking would have just thought it was decoration with nothing behind it. As his friends arrived, he introduced them to Griff who seemed to fit right in with the group.