Part Two - Still Hanging
The man hung, face down, in the middle of the room. A leather cradle supported
his torso, held by four chains that stretched up to the tops of four large
pillars. Straps around his back held him firmly in place. His arms and legs
were stretched wide, also attached to rings in the pillars. A strange harness
encircled his head, chains from this supporting him whilst at the same time
preventing movement. A blindfold was clipped in place on this harness, as was a
ring gag, which held his mouth wide open. Weights hung from his nipples, and a
large black butt-plug forced his anus wide. His skin glistened with moisture
around the plug. His cock pointed stiffly towards the floor, a tight harness
encircling both it and his balls, maintaining his erection.
Two-way mirrors around the room allowed the less active members of the club to
view the man from all angles. Though he couldn't see it, these rooms were quite
full of people eagerly awaiting the second act. The man hung silently, feeling
the eyes on him. He felt his cock throbbing, and his anus ached slightly from
the ravaging it had received earlier that evening.
He heard the door to his room open, the familiar click of heels announcing the
return of the club's hostess. He heard a metallic clink as she placed something
on the ground beneath him. Suddenly she removed one of the clamps from his
nipples. He gasped as the blood painfully returned. She swabbed a cold liquid
over the nipple, teasing it erect. He felt cold metal against it, then felt a
sharp stabbing pain for a moment as she activated the piercing tool. Swiftly
she dabbed some antiseptic lotion on the wound. It stung slightly. She
threaded a small ring through the hole, snapping it shut. She then repeated the
process with his other nipple. He felt the tugging as she tested them, then the
pressure increased as she hung small weights from the rings.
She walked slowly round behind him. She reached between his legs and tightly
grasped his erect penis with one hand. She forced it back between his legs, and
touched the tool to it. He felt the cold metal pushing against his sensitive
flesh, and whimpered. She chuckled, evilly, and released him.
"Not yet," she said. "Maybe we'll save that for the grand finale. Now then, I
think you'll want to see this next part."
She walked back round to his head and removed the blindfold, hanging it from a
hook on one of the pillars. He drank in the view. Unlike most of the club
members that he had seen, she was fully clothed, but in a silver, skin-tight
bodysuit that left little to the imagination. It clung to her, revealing
voluptuous hips, a slim waist and full breasts. Her nipples were erect, and
poked at the thin material covering them. He thought he could even make out the
outline of a small ring between her legs as she stood before him. She moved
closer. She took hold of his head, and briefly but firmly rubbed her crotch
against his face. He could feel the heat of her through the sheer material of
her bodysuit. Then she was gone, hips swaying seductively as she strode to the
door. He gazed at the mirror opposite, imagining the people behind it watching
him, and wondering what they must be thinking.
The door opened again, and two black men walked in. Both wore studded body
harnesses and similar cuffs to the ones that held him taut. Their muscular
bodies shone with a light coating of oil. Their stiff cocks, also oiled, jutted
out proudly in front of them. The man gulped as they approached, and his anus
contracted around its plug in anticipation. The pair stopped and waited a few
feet in front of him. They turned away from him, and all three of them watched
as a woman entered. She walked up and stood with the two men. Her skin was the
colour of ivory, and contrasted sharply with the ebony of her two partners. She
too was naked but for thigh-length black boots and a red leather harness, which
started from her neck and ended tightly cinched around her waist. Straps
encircled her breasts, which pointed out in a slightly menacing fashion. She
was lithe and tall, easily matching the height of her two companions.
She crouched in front of him and smiled.
"I don't think we'll be needing this for the moment." she said, unclipping his
gag and tossing it to one side. She leant forward and held his head in her
hands. As she kissed him, her tongue pushed into his mouth to mingle
pleasurably with his own. He wondered if she could taste the come in his mouth.
She turned her back to him and bent forward, pushing her buttocks into his face,
as if she was marking her territory. She swayed slightly, rubbing herself into
his nose and mouth. The man breathed her scent. One of the companions grasped
her buttocks and pulled them apart. She leant back slightly.
"Lick me!" she commanded. The man obeyed, his tongue circling the tight pucker
of her anus. Meanwhile, the second companion had moved around behind him, and
he felt the familiar tugging that preceded the removal of his plug. With a
thrill he felt the probing of a tongue around his own anus.
He continued to lick the woman, testing the lowering resistance of her
sphincter, eventually pushing his tongue inside her a short way. She let out a
soft groan, still pushing back, forcing herself onto his tongue. He pushed in
harder as the tongue in his rear did the same. It felt pleasurable, caressing
and soft after the unyielding hardness of the butt-plug. He moved his tongue in
and out of the woman's arse, reaching in as far as he could. He felt her
muscles clench hard around his tongue. She shuddered slightly and pulled
herself free.
She stood upright again, and snapped her fingers. One of her companions left
the room, and returned carrying a red leather strap, matching the ones that made
up the woman's harness. Attached to the strap were two large dildos. The
companion knelt reverently in front of her and buckled the new strap to her
harness. He reached between her legs and eased the first dildo into her cunt.
She was very wet. She closed her eyes, taking a deep breath. Meanwhile, the
second companion was behind her. He lubricated the second dildo from a small
pot, and slowly fed it into the woman's anus. He pulled the strap tight and
attached it to a buckle at the back of her harness, lodging both devices firmly
inside her. The woman drew herself to her full height, breathing in deeply, and
then she smiled. She snapped her fingers again.
This time the companion returned with a huge dildo, fully fifteen inches in
length. She took it from him and stroked it seductively before snapping it on
to a mechanism at the front of her harness. It jutted out in front of her
menacingly. The two companions again knelt before her and began to lick and
suck at the phallus. They coated it with their saliva until it gleamed under
the strong lights. Clearly the movement of the phallus transmitted to the
woman, for the man could see moisture beginning to line the edges of her crotch
strap.
For a third time, the woman snapped her fingers. One of her companions moved
forward and reattached the man's blindfold. He then placed his lips against the
man's, circling his tongue in the man's mouth. The other crouched underneath
and tenderly took the man's cock into his mouth, his tongue playing teasingly
around its tip.
Distracted, the man did not hear the woman moving, did not realise where she was
until he felt her between his outstretched legs. As her hips brushed just above
his knees, he could already feel the vast phallus nudging its way into the cleft
of his buttocks. Underneath his blindfold he closed his eyes tightly. The
engorged head forced its way through his open sphincter muscle. Then there was
no further obstacle. With terrible determination the woman pushed the dildo
slowly into him. It felt huge. There was no end to it, no hope of relief as
the woman kept a slow steady pressure on it, forcing it further into his
passage. Already she was deeper than even the bigger of the two cocks the man
had taken earlier, and there was still more to go.
The man was aware of a low moaning sound as she continued her relentless
invasion. He realised that he was making the noise, his whole body rigid as he
struggled to cope with what was happening to him. He was barely aware of the
lips around his penis, though they continued their work. A long trail of saliva
hung from his mouth. The companion in front of him touched his fingers to the
man's cheek.
"Well done." he whispered softly to the man as the woman behind him embedded the
last inch of the phallus into him. She paused for a moment, circling her hips
slightly. Her hands gripped the man's buttocks, nails digging into him as she
too moaned softly. As she waited, her companion stood upright and touched his
cock against the man's lips. He opened his mouth to accept it, tonguing and
sucking at the stiff rod. Underneath him, the other companion changed
positions, moving his anus into contact with the man's own cock, reaching behind
him to guide it into place. The woman held the man steady as he was forced into
the submissive companion.
Then the assault began in earnest. The three worked in unison, sometimes
thrusting together, sometimes in opposition. They were not gentle. The man's
senses whirled. His anus felt as though it must surely spilt apart, his cock
was squeezed tight and his lips felt bruised from the pounding against them. He
could hear the woman, no longer moaning but shouting aloud as she vigorously
drilled his arse. She gave a long cry as she came, and fell forward onto his
back. His backside burned, her fingernails having drawn blood in her shuddering
climax. She lay for a few seconds, completely still, then pushed herself
upright. He could feel her hands between his legs as she unclipped the phallus,
then walked away leaving it fully stuffed inside him. His muscles contracted
feebly in an attempt to expel it, but it was too far in and they had suffered
too much already.
Her companion came into his mouth. This time he needed no excuse, swallowing
deeply and sucking the cock clean of every last drop of come. He felt the
pressure around his cock removed, as the other companion pulled himself free and
replaced the now flaccid cock in the man's mouth with his own. The other two
ducked under the man and began to suck and lick his cock and his balls,
occasionally reaching up to give the phallus a slight twist.
The two men came almost simultaneously. The companion pulled out at the last
minute, spraying the man's unprotected face with his come. The man himself came
on the floor between the woman and her companion, leaving a silver thread
trailing from the end of his penis. He felt the woman's hand stroke him once,
up and down. She cupped his balls in her hand, giving them a squeeze before
returning to stand in front of him. The companions walked back to stand beside
her, bodies rubbing against hers. They knelt at her feet, and undid her crotch
strap. Gently they eased the devices out of her holes. They offered the
phallus from her cunt to his mouth. It was slick with her juices, and he
eagerly licked it clean.
He heard familiar footsteps, and the club's hostess reappeared in his field of
view. She put her arms round the other woman. They looked into each other's
eyes and kissed passionately. The hostess ran her hands down the other woman's
body, coming to rest on her buttocks. She squeezed them hard, grinding her hips
into the woman's as she kissed. They broke apart reluctantly. Both turned to
look at him.
"An excellent toy," said the woman. "Will you be releasing him now?"
"Not quite yet," replied the hostess. "Several of my best customers have
expressed an interest. I think I'll see what they had in mind." She bent
closer to the man. "That's alright with you, isn't it?"
"Yes, mistress," he whispered.
