A gay adult story: Daddy’s Slave 3 by Daddy’s Slave ,
Daddy says that I will be punished for any spelling mistakes so I have checked but if any are found comment below and suggest the punishment that I should get as Daddy thinks that would be appropriate…As I went back out to the party I was immediately collared by my father who walked me around and introduced me to several groups of people that he said were the ones to know. Each group were told my story and each group had a feel of my breasts and cock and balls and some insisted that I suck them off while that talked to my dad.
It was bazaar, here I was on my knees sucking a mans cock while he held a conversation with others as though I didn’t even exist and when he came another cock was presented to me and the whole thing started again. This went on for a while then I was introduced to several of the most stunning women I had ever seen, most were over 6’0” tall with perfect bodies and wore nothing but long black PVC gloves that reached over their elbows.
They told my father that they were going to take control of me for an hour or two and we moved to a corner of the room where there were several low beds. On one bed was Joan with her legs trust up on her chest, her arms tied to the bed head, a gag over her mouth and a dildo sticking out of her arse. I was told to lie down and when I did I was also trust up like Joan was except there was no dildo.
The women then placed a small ball in my mouth and I found that I was being gagged as well; something that had never happened before and I started to panic not knowing what was happening. They turned Joan’s bed so that I could see her cunt and arse and then the dildo was removed and one of the women knelt before Joan and with a small tube squirted lube into her cunt and arse and then into my arse It was cold and soothing and I watched as this woman inserted two fingers in Joan’s cunt, then three and then four and finally all the fingers and thumb. Joan was trying to get away and screaming into her gag as the hand penetrated her but the woman just laughed and kept going .
She then started to rotate her hand backwards and forwards stretching Joan’s cunt with each turn until the whole hand was pushed into her and the woman started to fist fuck her in earnest. I was fascinated as I watched the hand almost come completely out and then plunge back in to the wrist getting deeper every time until the woman almost had her arm up to her elbow buried in Joan’s cunt.
The black glove was turning a white colour as Joan’s juices mixed with the lube and stuck to the glove. I could see tears in Joan’s eyes and her look of helplessness was something to see. The woman continued to fuck her for a minute or two and then removed her hand and applying more lube started to finger Joan’s arse and slowly inserting her fingers until the whole hand was buried and then she got her other hand and put it in Joan’s cunt and then started to fist fuck her with one hand coming out whilst the other was going in. Joan was writhing on the bed but because she was tied down she was at these women’s mercy.
It was then that I felt fingers at my arsehole and could feel several being pushed into me, opening and closing as they tried to make my arse wider. I wanted to cry out no but the gag stopped me and I realised that even if I could speak it wouldn’t stop this from happening. More fingers were added and soon I felt the hand start to move into me and the pain was something that I couldn’t describe and I was screaming at the top of my lungs but to no avail as the gag worked a treat and only a muffled sound escaped my lips. I felt the hand starting to move deeper into me and felt that my insides must surely be torn apart by the relentless intrusion into my bowels.
Suddenly the hand moved almost out of my arse and then was plunged back in and a steady fucking started and went on and on until the woman grew tired and her place was taken by another who continued to fist rape my arse. I couldn’t believe that this was happening and that I was getting used to it and starting in fact to enjoy it and the women were all egging each other on and both Joan and I received as many as 8 different hands and arms in a short time, sometimes just one but most of the time two in Joan’s case. As suddenly as this had started it stopped and we were left trust up like turkey’s, our arses and her cunt open to all to see.
I was shattered and wanted to stop but I could see from the activity around me that the night was going to go on into the next day. My cock had again become as hard as a rock and my balls were turning a shade of blue and were swollen to twice their normal size and as people walked by they would give them a slap or pull down on the stretcher to increase the pain. Joan was removed from her confinement and made to crawl on all fours between the people giving head to any man she found or licking a cunt here or an arse there and nobody paid any attention to her at all. It was as though this was common practice in these peoples lives and we were no more than buckets to collect their cum in.
I was finally released and couldn’t move for several minutes as my legs had cramped but soon I was on my feet and hoping against hope that this night would end. My mother found me and pulled me to a quiet corner where we both had a drink and I saw that she had been used and abused as much as I had been. Her face, hair and body was covered in dry cum, the nipples where the rings were were bleeding slightly and the rings in her labia had torn the flesh a bit causing them to bleed as well.
I sobbed quietly in my mothers arms and she kissed my lips and said that I was the hit of the party and that dad was really proud of the way I had handled myself and that it would soon be over and we could have a nice couple of days together doing nothing but sleeping and bathing. I kissed her back and found myself forcing my tongue into her mouth in a passionate kiss that at first startled her but soon was returned with gusto.
We were locked in this embrace when dad finally found us and he was pleased as punch with out display of affection. He said that there would be just another hour or so and the main event was just about ready to start and that we should be ready to do what was ordered. After all the pain and degradation that I had endured I wondered what the main event was and did it include me and mum.
A large circle was formed in the middle of the room and a vaulting horse was placed in the centre which had been modified to include a platform at one end slightly higher than the top of the horse. Straps were seen in various places and I caught my breath as Angie was led into the centre, placed face down on the horse and tied into a position where her arse and cunt were pointing backwards away from the platform. People were really on edge as someone raced forward and whipped her arse with a cane and then several of them repeated the same until her arse was red raw.