Kim spoke first. “Wow. That’s some crazy shit.” They both laughed, and I smiled at their amusement. Then she asked, “Can you sit with that thing in you?”
“I can,” I replied. I was really enjoying being the tool for their education.
Ashley asked, “Can you wear that in the jacuzzi?” When I said I could, she reached around me for her cock again, and led me back out to the jacuzzi. Kim followed.
When we got to the jacuzzi, I waited briefly for one of them to tell me to get in as Ashley removed her nightshirt. Then, she said, “Wait. Go get the camera,” and my head throbbed in shame and excitement.
“Oh yes,” Kim exclaimed. “The camera!” She disappeared into the house for a minute before returning, camera in hand. Ashley positioned me to her liking and grabbed her cock again before Kim began snapping pictures. She took five or six before saying, “Okay, I want some,” and she traded the camera for me.
Kim squeezed her cock tightly as Ashley started snapping away. Kim was posing every which way, really playing up the scene, before saying, “Hold on. I want one with his cock in my pussy.”
“Your cock,” Ashley corrected.
“Yeah, my cock!” I was growing dizzy with excitement as she positioned herself in front of me and bent over, resting her hands on one of the gazebo’s supporting pillars.
“Put it in,” she commanded, “but only part way.” Then, as an afterthought, “And put your hands behind your back.” Her legs were together, and she was too tall for me to reach, so I told her she needed to spread her legs. She complied, and I pushed into her a couple of inches before she said, “That’s enough.”
I entered her without any resistance whatsoever, as she was unbelievably slick. Had she gotten that excited already? My cock cock was already aching for activity, and I wanted so badly to just bury myself in her. But I obeyed, and waited patiently with my hands behind my back for the pictures to be taken.
A few digital camera clicks later, Ashley said, “That’s awesome. I got it,” and I waited for instructions.
Kim wiggled on me a little before pushing back onto me all the way, and wiggling a little more. Ashley snapped a few more pictures before saying, “I want a few like that, too.”
Kim moaned in dissatisfaction before saying, “Oh, alright,” then, “Get outta me.” I backed out of her without hesitation as she moaned again. She took the camera from Ashley, who positioned herself the way Kim had before her.
“Okay,” Ashley began, “Just a couple of inches, just like you did with her.” She gasped as I slid into her, and she was just as slick as Kim. I couldn’t believe how easily these two young women could be aroused. I went in a couple of inches and stopped, my hands again resting behind my back, and Kim started snapping.
Ashley pushed back onto me as Kim had done, and Kim continued taking pictures. Then she pulled forward and pushed back again, grinding against me this time.
“I can’t wait,” Ashley said heavily. “I have to fuck him now.” She stood straight up, popping me from her sex. “Go get his bag; let’s see what else he’s got. Wait!” Then, to me, “You go get it.”
I moved quickly, reminded of the tail with every step. Between the way it was penetrating me and holding me open, and the swish of the tassels in rhythm with my pace, it was impossible to forget.
Ashley said, “Take out anything that you think we might want to use on you.” I was so hard I could barely thing straight. I rummaged through the bag, removing several items. Among them were, of course, all of my restraints, and some other goodies. I produced a ball gag, a riding crop, cat o’ nine tails, a hood, and more.
The girls looked on in curiosity and delight as I removed the implements one by one. They asked no questions, so when I’d finished, I asked if they needed any explanations. They looked at each other and shook their heads. All of what I’d brought out was pretty self-explanatory, so I was not too surprised. I stood and waited for instructions.
Kim spoke first. “What should we do with him?” The possibilities that I was entertaining were impossibly fantastic, and I was entirely too eager to learn what they would do with me.
Ashley asked, “How about we chain him to one of the lounges?” If I could’ve gotten any harder, I would have.
“Good idea,” Kim said. “Should we gag him?”
Ashley thought for a few moments before offering, “No. What if we want to ride his face?” The way they were talking about me as if I weren’t standing right next to them thrilled me to no end.
“Good point,” Kim said before pulling me to a lounge. She laid the back down so that the lounge was flat. “Lay down.”
The girls stood over me, one on each side in contemplation. They looked like they were trying to figure out the best way to secure me to the lounge before Ashley cuffed my hand on her side to the frame of the lounge. Kim followed her lead with the other hand as Ashley recovered my leg irons and looped the chain under the lounge, securing my legs in place.
I watched them as they began evaluating their work. “Okay, he looks ready,” Ashley said.
Kim thought for a moment and said, “What about sunburn?”
Ashley smiled at Kim. “I guess you better get the lotion again.” Kim smiled, and retrieved the lotion from the lounge we’d occupied the day before.
She came at me with a wicked grin, and applied the lotion to me, beginning with my feet, and working her way up. When she reached my encaged erection, she made a point to play with it for several moments, stroking it repeatedly up and down, as if in reenactment of her previous assault on me. Her hands on me were torturous, but not as torturous as when she slid me inside her to rest as she finished applying the lotion to the upper half of my body.
When she finished, she tossed the lotion aside, ground herself into me softly, and leaned over to kiss me. She whispered into my ear, “Oh, you sad, sad boy,” then removed herself from me to join her friend next to the lounge.
XXVI. I was more terrified and excited than I’d been in a long time. I was strapped to the lounge, and two exceptionally beautiful young women were deciding how to use me for their entertainment. I could not have written myself a better fantasy.
Ashley confirmed with Kim, “We’re taking pictures?” Kim nodded. “Okay, grab the camera. And the blindfold.” Kim brought the blindfold to Ashley, who fixed it to my head.
Mere seconds later, I felt Ashley swing a leg over me, point her cock upright, and drop down on it in one quick motion. We both gasped as her weight came down on me, and the new pressure shifted the tail in me, stimulating me further. She said contently, “Oh, yes,” then brought her feet up on the lounge next to my hips, and started jumping up and down on my erection.
I heard the camera clicks begin, and I wanted to cum. I was already stimulated up to the line, but the ring held me there, keeping me from going soft or reaching climax.
My manhood had become unbearably sensitive, and the sensations Ashley was feeding me were overwhelming. I started moaning, powerless to bring an end to the inescapable and pleasurable torture to which I was being subjected.