You may recall gentle readers that our ‘victim’ was left in a strappado position hanging from the ceiling tied in Mistress Bree’s basement awaiting further developments

I heard footsteps on the stairs and my mistress walked into the room wearing a short bathrobe. She untied the rope which strung my wrists to the ceiling but did not take off the handcuffs, She then untied the spreader bar from my ankles while helping me stay upright and then held me close and gave me a long wet deep kiss. In the midst of it, the vibrator surged again and I pushed into her.

She stepped back and said” You know slut I’ve been wondering how we could possibly top this and I think I may have an idea..”

“Come on down” she called up the stairway.

Down the stairs came a tall man who was totally naked and carried a strange contraption. It looked like a saw horse made out of 2 x 4 lumber painted black but the top member was a 3 foot long piece of 2 x 10 which was covered with a padded leather top. At either end of the top was a metal eye screwed into the wood and there were eye bolts near the bottom of each leg of the saw horse.

“Give me a hand here” said my mistress. The other man set up the horse and she pushed on my back until I was laid on it lengthwise. My ankles were fastened to the rings at the bottom of the back legs and after releasing my handcuffs, my wrists were fastened to the bottom of the front legs. I must admit that now I could rest a bit without having to struggle to hold myself up and it felt better on my inner thighs and shoulders.

The tall man in front of me now replaced the ball gag with the ring gag and with a stout bootlace tied the ring on my collar to the eyebolt at the front of my padded rest. Meanwhile mistress was passing a matching bootlace through the end of my chastity cage and pulling it firmly down and through the eyebolt at the rear until my balls and cock were stretched straight downward. I shrieked a bit through my ring gag..

Mistress walked around me several times taking photos while the tall man stroked his erection. It was not as long as that of my mistress but it was definitely fatter.

“Guess What? You are going to get spit roasted now my little cum slut – fucked at both ends. I have always dreamed of doing this and since you are a bondage bitch extraordinaire, you will be the lucky first. This is Jim by the way, a fellow I met while you were unavailable working that contract 12 hours a day. He is looking for a sub to dominate and I am in the sharing mood. Isn’t that nice?”

Just then the vibrator went off again and I lurched in my restraints. Bad move, as the shoelace pulled on both my neck and caged cock at the same time. I quickly decided to try and not move too much.

Jim moved to my face and forced his very fat cock into my mouth. It was like wearing one of those rubber cock gags and totally filled my mouth.

“Use your tongue!” He hissed at me, but there was no room to move my tongue around that fat monster. At least it did not trigger my gag reflex as much as Mistress Bree’s cock did.

He began sawing in and out of my mouth all the while complaining to my mistress that he could feel my teeth. She lifted the vibrator up out of the way and began to slap my ass and poor balls which were sitting up in very vulnerable fashion due to the base ring from my cock cage. It hurt and I moaned around the monster in my mouth.

“keep doing that!” Jim said, “I think the bitch likes it!”

So my mistress kept up a steady attack on my ass and balls. After a while she must have tired of this because I heard her move away. And saw her retreat up the stairs. She returned shortly with a leather flogger. It had a handle about a foot long and an inch & a half in diameter and the leather tails were at least a foot long, some of them had knots near the ends…

It made a very loud Smack as it first hit my opened ass and she varied the placing and intensity of her strokes, even laying a few on my helpless back.

“Wow, this is getting me hot!” said my mistress. “I need some of that wet mouth on my clit.”

She moved in front of me and replaced Jims cock with her own. I gulped a few times in the interim and opened wide for her cock to impale my mouth and throat. Jim meanwhile switched ends and began to use the flogger on my upturned and opened ass. After a bit he pulled the vibrator out of my abused hole and slid his much bigger cock into my ass. I began to squirm as I did not think he put on a condom- bare backing was something I all the time wondered to be high risk, especially with someone whose history I knew nothing about.

My hole was lubricated but tender and he did not care, just started thrusting all the way in and then back out entirely before spearing my ass again on the incoming stroke. He grabbed my hips with his hands and really began to slam into me, moving the horse forward with each thrust.

My mistress said “Slow down Jim, let’s make him beg for it.”

She pulled out of my mouth and the precome drooled from my lips onto the floor. They switched places.

Jim again shoved his coke bottle sized cock into my mouth and my mistress greased up her substantial pole and slid it into my back passage. They began to synchronize their thrusts which actually felt like they were making my torso compress while tied to the horse. If not for the cage I would be rock hard.

In my mind I could see what was happening as if I were an observer walking about the scene to get different angles. Watching Jim hold my head and fuck my face while Mistress held my hips and sawed back and forth into my boy cunt. It had been one of my dark fantasies and I felt myself beginning to have what must be a prostate orgasm as I felt liquid dripping out of my cock cage. Not as satisfying as a real orgasm but definitely an improvement over the whip.

At what must have been some sort of signal, they both pulled out simultaneously and held their cocks just touching my back hole and my lips.

“Do you want to get fucked Bitch?” Asked my mistress.

“Yes please finish in me”They had previously removed the ring gag because Jim was too big to fit through it. I was jerking as much as I could in my tight restraints trying to get some kind of stimulation but it was useless. My mouth was dry and my ass was twitching wanting to be filled and completed.

My Mistress and Jim appeared to be pleased with themselves with their obvious accomplishment of my degradation.

“Well Jim, where do you want to shoot your load-the first one I mean of course?”

“Well I am sure he is looking forward to getting my first load down his throat since he has done such a fine job of sucking me. You know how big my first load is and I want to see him swallow it all.”

“Fair enough, said my mistress, there will be time for more alternatives later I am sure. So Slut- beg for it or we’ll go for a drink and leave you here empty.”

“Please, Please mistress, let me have your come!”

“Manners, bitch! What about poor Jim here who has been feeding you all along?”

“Yes Please I want him to shoot wherever he wants too!” I couldn’t believe it was me saying that but there it was.

They must have exchanged a signal because both cocks resumed their fucking and in a few minutes pulse after pulse of hot thick cum went down my throat and into my goo filled ass and I let lose a stream of watery come through my cage. They trembled through post orgasmic aftershocks as did I and then withdrew their shriveling cocks. They each grabbed a paper towel and dried off their cocks and went up the stairs, leaving me breathing heavy and still strapped to the horse spread wide open.

Sometime later each of them returned carrying a beer.

“I’ll bet you have to piss, said my mistress.”

They untied me and I staggered a bit as I was lead to the toilet. They both watched as I sat down to piss due to the presence of the cock cage, and also expelled a fair bit of cum from my broken in boy pussy. I used tissue to wipe up as best I could. My ass was still gaped and I could have easily shoved 2 fingers in it if I had wanted to.

“OK back down you go”. I was led with a hand on each shoulder back downstairs to the horse. There were puddles of cum in 3 distinct areas on the blanket.

I was made to sit on the horse and lie back. My legs hung down and my arms were stretched back and down and refastened to the eye bolts at the bottom of the front legs. While my head was hanging over the edge of the horse’s padded top. This pulled at the tendons in my shoulders and really stretched my chest out and my nipples now were vulnerable. Jim leaned over and began chewing on one- no other word for it. I groaned loudly. He twisted the other one and then switched.

Meanwhile Mistress cuffed my ankles to the spreader bar ends and pulled the center rope back up to the hook in the ceiling and tied it off. Spread wide on my back with both my holes available (again!) I wondered I knew what would be coming.

Clover clamps connected by a small chain were connected to my nipples. My caged cock was attached by a short chain and connected to the one between my nipple clamps so that there was tension on them. It had only been a couple of minutes and they were already burning!

Mistress Bree and Jim sat on the old sofa in the corner drinking their beer and laughing. They were looking at photos they had each taken with their camera phones.

“Don’t worry” Said Jim, “we’ll send some to you too!””

I started to protest which quickly earned me a ball gag, as well as a huge but plug.

The last thing I heard before I drifted off to an exhausted sleep was “What time will the others get here?”