Day 4 - Part 1
After my account had to be Friday. I had now been here since Tuesday and had not yet taken what I had planned. Instead, I had been fucked by four women. I was
around on the bed and looked me in the dungeon. By that I ever saw was, I had keyed the TV and then turned on. It was seven clock in the morning. The weather forecast promised nice and warm weather. And I was sitting here, four feet below the ground and had nothing like this.
front right, in almost ten feet away I saw the outline of the toilet. I was there urgently. The chain, at the end I was chained, was pulled tightly upward. I got up, grabbed the chain and pulled. The chain could now take longer again and the trolley was moving too.
"you", I thought. "Now I have again the movement of yesterday evening."
I did what I had to took a shower and thought, I could do to get back to free.
"As long as they wanted me to hold on to? What they wanted to accomplish with me? Who would come all this? "Went through my head.
When I showered and I had dried, I wanted to look for what to wear. Yesterday, the light had gone out just at the moment I wanted to open the closet door. I saw not so much by the light of the TV, but for an inspection should be enough to ease.
I approached the closet door, this time from the side. I opened it. There were five shelves. In each bay woolen clothes were stored. Everything was decorated in blue. I rummaged round in the trays. It had catsuits, leggings, gloves, balaclavas, coats and sweaters. Everything from mohair and angora, and everything in blue. This had to be part of the cabinet Andreas.
Behind the second door were blankets, bags, big sweaters with long sleeves, scarves. Mohair and angora. Most ceilings were made of mohair. It had, however, that I know military blankets, you I knew from my time in the service of the Swiss Confederation ago. I had always loved, because they were so pretty scratchy. Most of all I had always slept naked in it.
came to the third door I do not because the light came on and the stairs fell soundlessly to the ground. The trapdoor was opened, and Connie came down.
"Good morning, slept well," she greeted me with a smile. She wore a mini dress made of bright red mohair. The dress was sleeveless and had a turtleneck. This she wore white gloves that went up to her elbows. She came to me, snuggled up to me arrived with his right hand behind my back, I got dressed and gave me a kiss on the mouth. With her left hand she had grabbed my penis, which responded immediately and began to sit up.
"Are you hungry?" She asked with innocent-looking eyes.
"Yes, I slept well and yes, I'm hungry. I would also like back up to the sun, "I muttered, a little annoyed.
"What sort of voice?" She scolded me and looked at me angrily. Her hand grabbed my penis, respectively, the testicles and squeezed them. I winced in pain.
"It's true, I sought further on. "Yesterday I was wrapped in wool all day in the sun and last night I was locked up. Then you have me Erika rushed to the neck. "
" This has fallen but you could see how "contradicted Conny.
"What could you see if everything was pitch dark?" - "That did you like it," she laughed. "You know how technology is crazy my mom. "She pointed to the trolley. "Since a night vision camera is mounted with infrared light. Up there on the box also and there and there and there. "She pointed across the room to the cameras, which I, as it was light, had not respected. "We can see every corner of the room. Then there is still installed microphones, so that we can hear every note. "I saw Connie in wonder.
"We have taken Erica's love of games with you. Now we have a leverage against them. Which makes us no difficulty, on the contrary, it belongs to us now if Mum is in agreement. "
" When Claudia is coming back? " - "Today, in the night or tomorrow at noon. Depending on the work. Do you long for it, you asked for it again? "
" No, is purely informative. What's on now? "
" You come up now, then we eat breakfast together and then we'll see. "
" Well, make me go, then we can go. "The joy to come out of the hole, it must be me viewed.
"Not so fast," she laughed. "Will you go naked?"
"My shirt and my shorts, you will probably still have the dress I can. Moreover, no one sees me even in the stem. "
" Well, well, come with me. " With that, she undid the collar and went ahead of me up the stairs.
I felt a lot better, so without restraint. "Free at last," I'm Connie and I followed, which was almost up. If I would be too colorful, so I'll try to run away, I wondered.
The table was covered again with plenty of delicious food. Andrea was standing at the stove and cooked bacon and eggs. She wore the blue catsuit, which I had seen just hours ago. She looked fantastic in it. This catsuit brought her perfect curves to full advantage. In addition to the catsuit she had a white mini-skirt made of mohair wool. She was really a Pizza Place. I wanted her go over and welcome her.
Connie stood in my way. "Come and sit here you." She pointed to a wing chair that was completely covered with mohair wool. When I hesitated, she pushed me into the chair. He was very comfortable. The wool scratched on the back, which made me shiver pleasantly.
It was a special piece, this wing chair. He might be pretty old, but his inner life was more recent. No sooner had I sat down right and leaning back, as I already had on another collar. Connie had me over the head and back again secured. Now I have been recaptured, because I could get up not so. I protested loudly and tried to get up anyway, and I am from resting with your hands on the armrests. Connie, who was standing behind me, put a lever in order, and had already snapped around my wrists with wool-covered cuffs. Now I could use his hands any more.
"Hey, come on, let's do it!" I asked Connie.
She turned to me and to the front, with her hair falling in my face and pressed a rather wet kiss on the cheek. "Do not be a frog, relax. It makes no sense to fight back. I think we should eat now. If you make noise and rummoserst, you get a gag. You have to eat so that you keep your strength. "
" How should I eat with their hands tied, "I pimped, even though I liked the whole thing. My little friend had once again like to sit up.
"Spread your legs a bit more," I asked Connie. I pushed apart the thigh, so they had to queue at the back. Connie again operated a lever behind my back and now my ankles were fixed. But she loosened her hands, pushed the chair that was on rollers, as I have now, at the table.
"So, can now eat you," Connie said with satisfaction.
"Good morning," said Andrea, when she and the frying pan, fully joined with bacon and eggs next to me. She bent down to me and gave me a kiss on the lips.
"Tomorrow," I muttered only. Andrea drew my plate full, wanted a meal, put the pan back on the stove and sat down next to me at the table. Connie sat down to my right.
I had a murder hunger and arrived too strong. It was funny, so stiff to eat at the table, but it went quite well. The ready made fruit juice I drank in a train. The two grinned and Andrea said: "That's good! Connie said yes, you should keep your strength, that we help out a little, you may forgive us, "she added a bit sarcastically. I tried a
the rest in the mouth to taste a little closer and realized that a certain aftertaste was present. "You're not again ..." - "Yes," both laughed as if on command.
Now I knew it would not give to swim or walk in the sun. I was at the mercy of deuces again and could do anything about it. The holiday lasted even longer than a week. If I ever would have something of my planned vacation?
I sulked a bit while I finished ass. The two laughed and joked with each other. After eating from the two conferred the table and cleaned the dishes.
They came to me. Andrea pulled white gloves of mohair wool. Andrea went to her again and sat down with his face to me on the left arm, while Connie sat on the right.
The two looked at it, then me and Andrea said: "Now we want to have a little fun with you. want time to see if you also take part. "She reached with her left hand between my legs. My penis was already getting up. Since I was not so willing to participate, I pulled her hand away.
"defend Ah, the little one will too." Each of the women grabbed a hand of me, and she pressed against the back of the seat back. Then she pressed it between the seat and back down into the gap. Andrea now held both arms of mine. They leaned his body against me and gave me her breasts into his face. It was a wonderful feeling that tight breasts, wrapped in soft wool felt. I forgot I even defend himself.
Connie was quickly scurried back and stared at his hands with a scarf. She made people moving in each hand crossed loop, the scarf and put it around my neck. When I tried to pull out the hands that Andrea had now released, I was choking the sound. I could not resolve the loops, since the middle of the back was attached to the seat. There were only two holes on the sides. Without me to strangle myself, I could not possibly have the Hands free. Andrea
let himself slip down on me until it touched the ground with their knees. They went back to my penis. Satisfied, she said, "Well, then. It is yes. It seems to work too. "She stroked the testicles and penis, pushed a little to test the hardness.
Connie was now come from behind the chair. With both hands she stroked the ears, face, and drove down to the nipples. She stroked it with the slightly scratchy gloves sometimes gently, then harder.
I loved those caresses. They made me to animal. I groaned slightly as Connie really masterfully made. had between my nipples and the penis is a direct connection may be, it seemed to me. The penis was getting harder. Andrea still stroking your testicles. Then she grabbed his penis with his right hand and pulled the foreskin back pretty strong, so it did a little pain. massaged with the other hand and stroked it with your thumb and index finger of my dick.
I was as sharp and even sharper, because I could not defend myself. I tugged at my bonds, with the result that I almost strangled her. I let the hands hang down again so that the pressure subsided around the neck.
"Not so rough," I whispered in his ear and Connie worked on my nipples. I moaned with lust. I was breathing harder and harder and faster. Soon I was already close to hyperventilating. I could feel the pulse in the head. My lips, my hands and feet were cold and uncaring. The two went.
Andrea noticed that something was wrong. She rose and stood on the seat and put your feet next to my arms through the space and sat on me. She led a my penis. She leaned forward and took my head between her breasts. With both hands she held on to the back, took it and pressed himself against me. I could not breathe so well, the oxygen uptake decreased and my breathing became normal. I was still close to an orgasm without ejaculation.
Andrea rode me pretty wild. Her breasts scraping across my face. That was a great experience, from the beautiful and tight, packed in wool pugs so maltreated, to. Soon I was ready, but it brought me. They stopped the ride and let go of me. It rose from the chair.
"Help me," said Connie to Andrea. She stood with his back to back behind the chair, leaning on his hands and sat on the back. I felt Conny Po on my head.
"What's that?" I asked, panting.
Connie slipped even further back, until she was with the knee at the back. Now let her down and sat on my chest, my head between her legs Taking. Andrea it was based from. Connie leaned his hands on the back. Her dress encircled my head. With one hand she pulled the dress over my head. Now I had shaved and her wet pussy in front of me. She pressed against me, so I could lick her clitoris and labia. It was uncomfortable but I did my best. Andrea went back to my penis and began to lick and suck. I groaned again, partly because Connie expressed my chest.
"Let's tip the chair," she asked Andrea. The rose, reached under the chair and pushed it up. Connie had been with a jump and pulled down now on the chair. When the chair on the back was to Connie sat back on my face, but vice versa. She bent forward and took their turn my cock into her mouth. I licked and sucked in the same style as Connie licked and sucked me. Soon I noticed that my testicles retreated together. Connie stopped because she had also noticed.
"Go on," she told me. I did as I was told and soon Connie screamed out her orgasm.
"And I?" I ventured to ask.
"Not yet! Later Connie rose. The two women made the chair again. I sat with a red face in the chair, had a huge stand to have some redemption.
"Look at him!" Andrea said to Connie. "Does not he sweet?" - "Yes, yes. I think we are moving. Is not as good here in the chair for two. "
It replaced the scarf around his neck and pulled the lever for the neck. I pulled my hands out of the space and replaced the sound of his hands.
"Come on, get up," said Andrea, and held out a hand. I took her hand and pulled on me. Connie broke because of the ankle restraints.
The two each took me on one arm and pulled me down the stairs into the dungeon. You had me gripped so tight and it went so fast, that was not to think of resistance.
They threw me on the bed. Andrea took the cuffs from the table. In no time they were fixed to the wrists and ankles.
now was what had to offer the bed to know. I was lying on his back and Connie sat on my stomach. She squeezed my arms down. She came so close to my face. She ran her tongue over her beautiful full lips. I tried to kiss her, but she lifted her head slightly so that I could not reach them.
Andrea was busy on the right headboard of the bed. Made it click and my left hand was tied. They moved down to the foot part and also tied to my left foot. The same is repeated on the other side.
Connie sat up and let my hands free. I tried in my turn, Conny to pack. The restraint gave way and I managed to take Connor to the wrists.
"tighten," said Conny. Andrea bent down at the foot of the bed and pushing a button. Something hummed beneath me. The ropes were tied to what my limbs stretched themselves. I was still holding firmly Conny, but the ropes off my hands up. Connie broke away from my embrace. The ropes were tightened even further. Soon I could hardly move and had more the feeling, I am torn apart.
"Enough," commanded Conny. Andrea pushed a button, the cable broke off. She pressed a button briefly again, the engine was again, however, loosened the ropes. But only a little, because Andrea had already pressed the button again.
"Now let me ride back up," said Andrea sat down deeper to take my penis in itself. It introduced a bit of the shrunken penis, playing with the vaginal muscles until he reaches the old hardness and had started to fuck me rhythmically.
Andrea sat down with me to the bed. She bent down to me and kissed me passionately. She played with my nipples. I was half mad, so hot was this
It was not until Connie came back. She pressed her legs together and pushed me in the ribs. She moaned, when it was shaken by the orgasm, collapsed and lay down on me. Andrea stroked Connie's hair. Connie rolled down from me. My testicles hurt, because they still had not experienced any performance. Connie rose. "Do with it what you want, I must do something," she said to Andrea, and went up the stairs.
Andrea, who was still sitting next to me on the bed, looked down at me, stood up and knelt between my arms so that my head came to rest between her knees. She patted gently over my arms, so I got chicken skin with excitement. My nipples were standing on the fact that they led immediately to stroke it quite gently and tickle. My penis was filling up again and was rock hard.
Andrea stooped down to. Her hair fell on my chest and stomach. They nibbled around with my nipples. I groaned from pleasure and lust. I tugged at the chains, but did nothing except that the hands and ankles began to ache. Andrea, meanwhile, stroked my body and walked with her head down deeper and deeper in me. When she reached my navel, I was pressed her skirt over her face. To feel the fine, scratchy mohair wool on my face was just super. She licked and drilled his tongue in my belly button and slid deeper. My hard penis touched her hair. I met with the hip up and slipped so with the glans of her hair. She pressed her pelvis even more in the face. It smelled of wool and Vaginalsäften. She cuddled her vagina right on my face. I noticed that the wool was wet. With my teeth, I tried to reach her clitoris. I nibbled and sucked away at the damp wool, which is always wet, so wet was. It was an incredibly awesome feeling. Apparently I had made the right places for Andrea, as she moaned also rubbed her vagina even more to me, grabbed my cock and fisted it began to blow. That it was a good wind player, had already proved. What followed, but now, one can not describe with words. The face Mohair wool wrapped in a wet cunt in the mouth and the penis in the mouth of a beautiful woman, knowing I was slowly but surely the long-awaited orgasm. But before it was time, reached down Andrea, lifted the minijupe, so I now had all the beauty of her pussy in front of me. She slid on my face, rhythmically up and down. In the same rhythm and it sucked jerked my penis. Almost simultaneously, we came to orgasm. My testicles drew together, I resisted for a while, but now Andrea sucked quite skillfully only on the glans. With a cry I sprayed the first load in her mouth. Pulsating followed other. She closed her lips all around my penis and swallowed everything down. She moaned softly as she came. She clenched her muscles, stretched his legs and was quite down on me and rolled back and forth. Then she moved her legs again and rolled over on his side, still have my penis, still twitching, sucking and sucking. I groaned and was completely satisfied. Too cool was that feeling. Andrea slept with me, resting his head with his left hand, she looked down at me. With his right hand, she stroked my body and my penis. I returned her gaze and looked at her with questioning eyes.
"I do not know what happens next," she said softly. "It depends on Connie. I am going to break the bonds, so you can roam free in the room. "
the cables broke on the hands and feet. The sleeves they turn left. When I stood up, she pushed me back onto the bed. "Wait a minute." She got up quickly and ran up the stairs. The trap door to work out. I ran after her. The trap door would not open themselves. Instead, the ladder was pulled up. I jumped down quickly, because I did not want to be crushed.
Now I was locked up again. A little frustrated I went to the refrigerator, took out a cold beer and sat at the table. "What probably comes next?" I thought when I drank the beer listless.
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