Part Three - Hang Over
The man hung silently, suspended and supported by a cradle in the middle of the
room. The club's hostess stood in front of him. She wore a skin-tight silver
body suit. He was naked but for wrist and ankle cuffs and a head harness, to
which was attached a blindfold. A large dildo protruded from his anus. His
cock pointed stiffly towards the ground.
"Open your mouth," ordered the hostess.
The man obeyed, and she inserted a large ball gag, clipping it to his harness.
One by one she released his wrists from the pillars, fastening them together
behind his back. She attached something else to his ankles before unclipping
them from the pillars. He felt his feet drop to the floor, but was unable to
close them. The hostess had obviously used some kind of spreader bar on him.
Finally, she undid the straps that held him into his cradle, and helped him
upright. He felt the slight tug of the dildo still inside him, but it remained
in place.
Swiftly, she retrieved a leash and clipped a couple of chains to his nipple
rings, and a third to his cock and ball harness. She held the end of the leash
in her hand, as he found out when she gave it a hard pull. She led him out of
the room. He struggled to walk with the spreader bar holding his ankles, the
hostess walking fast enough to maintain an insistent tugging on his nipples and
cock. They entered another room and his blindfold was removed. He saw several
other people, both male and female, strapped into chairs. All were gagged like
him. Each one sat in a cone of light from a spotlight mounted above them. He
was taken to an empty chair at the far end of the room, led in bondage past all
the others. The hostess made him bend over. He blushed fiercely as she removed
the dildo from his arse and passed it to a waiting maid. He looked at the
chair. It had a high back with protruding wings, and a large wooden phallus,
gleaming with oil, stood proudly erect in the middle of the seat. It was onto
this that the hostess gently pushed him. Arms still fastened behind his back,
he was unable to check himself and a grunt escaped him as he impaled himself
heavily onto the phallus. A maid came and took straps from the back of the
chair under his armpits, fastening them tightly with a silver buckle across his
chest. Another strap over his forehead held his head between the wings of the
chair and forced him to look straight ahead. Finally, the spreader bar was
removed and his ankles were cuffed to the legs of the chair.
The hostess walked to the far end of the room, hips swaying. She threw open a
large double door. The man heard a babble of conversation slowly die away to
silence.
"Let the auction commence."
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It was later. The man was carried, spread-eagled, into another room. In the
centre of the room was a large table. Lying on this table, arms and legs
stretched tightly and fastened to the corners of the table, was a beautiful,
voluptuous woman. The man's eyes widened as he recognised the Venus from
earlier that evening. As he drew nearer, he could see what appeared to be a
double-ended penis gag strapped into her mouth. She strained at her bonds, head
tossing from side to side. As the man was taken around the woman, he saw that a
vibrating dildo, attached to the table with some sort of hinge, was firmly
embedded in her arse. His own anus contracted in sympathy around its plug. He
had been allowed no respite, the plug being inserted as soon as he was lifted
from the chair.
The bearers supported him above the woman, before slowly lowering him onto her.
Hands guided his penis into her moist, gaping cunt. She stared at him with
frantic eyes, shaking her head and bucking underneath him. Her vagina
contracted, but the bearers held him in place, squeezing his balls to prevent
him from pulling out. His wrist and ankle cuffs were clipped to the woman's
own, and further links held their nipple rings together. Straps were passed
over his arms, waist and thighs and pulled tight, holding both of them firmly
down on the table and keep him lodged inside her. One of the bearers took hold
of the woman's head and held it steady, while another took the man and forced
his mouth over the protruding end of the penis gag. It was pushed deep into his
throat and fastened securely to his harness, coupling his head to that of the
woman. He heard her moan as she tried and failed to pull away.
They lay there alone for a while. He could sense the vibrator in her arse
against his cock, separated only by the thin membrane of her rectum. It had
been set low, enough to keep her on edge but not to allow her orgasm. He could
feel almost every inch of her wonderful body underneath his. He gazed into her
beautiful eyes. Her pupils were dilated.
A door banged, and footsteps approached. It sounded as though the feet were
bare. A familiar voice spoke. It was Venus's partner, the Adonis who had first
forced himself upon the man that evening.
"Welcome to my little party," the deep voice said. "Please take a moment to
admire the centrepiece, this living statue which I call 'The Lovers'. Unlike
most museum pieces, this one is fully interactive. Allow me to demonstrate."
With a flourish, Adonis yanked the man's butt plug out, replacing it with his
own rock-hard cock. As he thrust in hard, the man was himself pushed deeper
into Venus underneath him. She cried out behind her gag. Adonis was not
gentle. He slammed in and out vigorously, coming quickly deep inside the man's
arse.
"Oh, how I missed that earlier," he exulted. "Who's next?"
He stepped aside and was quickly replaced by one of his cronies. The man felt
hands grip his buttocks, forcing them apart. The new cock was slightly smaller,
and slipped in easily to begin its own assault.
"He's so hot," a voice spoke. "All wet and ready for me."
The man blushed furiously, but raised his hips as much as he could within his
bonds to meet his invader. Again he was pushed down, down into the helpless
woman beneath him. He could feel his own orgasm building inevitably. He came
as the third cock wormed its way inside him, his anus clutching the newcomer
like an old friend, causing the crony inside him to gasp out loud.
He felt hands on his face, unfastening the gag and pulling his head sharply
back. Adonis hauled himself onto the table, and spitted himself onto the dildo
that protruded from the woman's mouth.
"Let's see what you can really do with that mouth of yours," he commanded.
The man's head was released, and Adonis forced his cock deep into his mouth.
His neck was held at an uncomfortable angle, but he began to take the cock deep
into his throat, lubricating it with his tongue. Adonis grunted in pleasure,
moving his hips up and down on the dildo in his arse.
Yet another penis took its place in the man's rear, this one short but
incredibly thick. It was difficult, and the man was shoved forward hard as the
stranger forced his way in. It was too much for the woman and she came, mewling
underneath the gag. Her vagina contracted, milking the man's penis. He felt
her juices coating him, mingling with his own sperm. She jerked her head
upwards, stabbing the dildo deep into Adonis.
Adonis pulled himself off the dildo, and removed it from the woman's mouth. He
turned over, putting his cock in its place. Slowly, almost gently, he began to
fuck her mouth. She responded with a will, sucking him in deep. The man, still
strapped to her, nuzzled his way between Adonis's buttocks, and began to tongue
him. He worked his tongue into the anus, pushing as hard as he could. The
other men continued to take their turns in his rear. He lost count of the
different cocks, all of them blurred into one long pounding in his rectum. He
had grown almost used to the sensation. Certainly he felt oddly empty during
the brief period when the men changed places.
"I want a go at her now," one of the men spoke up. The rest agreed. Adonis
stepped down, and they unfastened the man's bonds. They led him over to one of
the ubiquitous pillars and attached his wrist cuffs to a hook above his head.
He felt come oozing down his legs from his gaping anus. His cock jutted out
stiffly in front of him. One of the men laughed and swatted at it playfully.
He watched as they freed the woman and took her one after another and sometimes
two or three at a time. She climaxed at least twice.
One by one, the men left, until only Adonis, Venus and the man were left. They
approached him.
"You were worth every penny," said Adonis. "You'll be back." It was a
statement rather than a question, and the man nodded. Venus stepped up and
kissed him tenderly. The two of them left arm in arm. Silently, the man
watched them go.
Two of the club's maids entered the room and untied him. They led him from the
room to the foyer. He was pushed to the floor, and his wrist cuffs were
fastened to those on his ankles. They clipped a stout chain to the cuffs and
hoisted him a few feet off the ground. A strap attached to his harness held his
head up, forcing him to look through the arch formed by his arms and legs. A
woman was similarly suspended on the other side of the room, and the two of them
hung there like grotesque decorations, twisting slowly, doubled over with
genitals and anus on view to all.
Slowly the club began to empty. People walked past the two exhibits. Some of
them paused to inspect them more closely, touching them or stroking them.
Occasionally the man would feel a hand caressing his penis, or a finger inserted
into his arse, still wet from the earlier assault. He was silent, despite the
lack of a gag. He could hear the woman moaning as she was subjected to similar
treatment.
At length the club was empty. The man was lowered to the floor. Maids appeared
and removed his cuffs, head harness and the strap from his cock and balls. They
helped him over to a seat, where he rested, naked. One of the maids knelt
before him and reverently took his cock into her mouth. She bobbed her head up
and down, circling her tongue cunningly. The hostess stepped out of the shadows
to watch.
"Was it what you expected?" she asked. The man smiled and shook his head. Head
leant back in the comfortable chair, enjoying the feeling of the woman's warm,
moist lips around his penis. Languidly he stretched out his arm to caress the
hostess. She allowed him the briefest of touches, then stepped back.
"You'll have to do much more to earn that!" she admonished him. He continued to
look at her with lust in his eyes. "Keep coming every week. We'll see whether
you've done well enough in a couple of months."
The man felt the heat coursing through his penis. He came in the maid's mouth.
She swallowed every drop then gently licked him clean. They brought his clothes
back to him and he started to dress.
"One moment," cautioned the hostess. "I have a present for you."
Reaching behind him, she inserted a small butt plug into his anus. He moved his
hips experimentally. It felt good. He finished dressing, and was shown out of
the club. He looked back once, regretfully, and then walked down the street.
His present tingled nicely.
