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This is the final episode...it's been an experience and, given the responses, has probably encouraged me to write about other "adventures". These will be like this one, based on fact, with a smattering of artistic licence.
To answer some queries; no I don't write with anatomical detail; nor do I inset all the "oohs and aaahs" etc; I work on the basis that we have all been there and can use our own imagination/experience to fill in the blanks...I hope you all agree?
Let me know if you want to hear more beyond this.
For Ben...many thanks I'll be in touch!!
Under Orders, Part 5
I don't think any of us knew what to say, each of us coming to terms with our situation. Obviously he had guests. Who? What would they expect? What might they be like? Were we expected to perform, or just be here as ornaments?
Greg groaned as these thoughts clearly ran through his mind, but if the way his cock was standing up was an indication, he clearly wasn't that worried! >From my point of view this feeling of total bondage and the erotic situation we were in, only made me want to go through with it. As if I had a choice anyway!
A hurried exchange between the three of us determined that we were up for what might lie ahead. We all, by that stage, trusted that SIR wouldn't allow any real harm and the experience would be one of the most erotic we had had.
Presently SIR returned and busied himself with the final preparations.
Secured as we were, it was difficult to imagine a more erotic sight. Our necks were securely collared to the main bowl and our heads bent forward by it's presence. Our waists were bound to the central pillar of the contraption. As for our hands each, left and right, was attached to our neighbour's and now, SIR placed a smaller bowl in each pair, with instructions not to spill the contents. With our ankles collectively secured and our legs spread wide and attached to the neighbour we presented quite a sight.
Satisfied that his preparations were complete, SIR sat down to await his guests, and we could contemplate what was to come!
Fortunately it wasn't too long. The guests arrived pretty much together, a whole mixture of Masters, some of whom Greg and I recognised from previous occasions. A number of these Masters brought their own boys and again there was a mixture, some dressed merely to their owner's taste but others like us, naked and suitably collared and restrained. There was even a Mistress and her own female slave, but the disdain that both of them had for us only served to remind us of our place in the greater scheme of things.
The party was going well, with the masters happily enjoying their food, drink and conversation. Naturally enough, we mere slaves were treated purely as the ornament that SIR had intended. Oh sure, we were "handled" as they selected the next tit-bit, but to all intents and purposes we were ignored.
It was an unusual feeling for once, not to be the centre of attention; in fact the effect was to allow me to reflect on what had occurred in the previous two days. Now at least I knew where Greg stood with his new-found experiences and we had both discovered Mark and his hidden background. As I was daydreaming I became more conscious of the warmth emanating from my fellow slaves either side of me. Bound, as we were, the touch and warmth of the neighbouring thighs, asses, and shoulders was like a drug. Unable to raise my head, or look around, one could only sense Greg or Mark's reactions. The warmth; a slight tremor of the muscles; an intake of breath (as a master in search of food gave a tit-clamp chain a tug or twist of the exposed cock and balls) it all served to make a solid bond between the three of us.
Surely it couldn't last?
I shouldn't have bothered even thinking that thought.
By now a couple of hours had passed and SIR and his guests had eaten their fill, even some of the visiting "boys" had been fed, and it was time for entertaining, didn't take much imagination to guess who that would be!!
First we were removed from the pedestal and lined up with our wrists secured to a beam above us and our ankles secured to ringbolts in the floor. Two of the visitors' boys were also added to this line-up, both of them looking a little nervous at this dubious honour. Next, a Master I knew as Lee sent his latest boy over to make sure we were paying attention. A handsome blond-haired individual he took it in turn to kneel before us and slowly suck the flagging cocks back to life. He had an amazing technique and, with his hands firmly secured behind his back, he could only use his mouth to perform his task. As he eventually knelt before me and took me in his lips I looked down and I met his clear blue eyes. He stared longingly up at me and I could feel my cock harden even before he started! I dared a glance over at Master Lee and saw him smile knowingly, he knew what I liked and in an instant I recalled some of my previous experiences with him....before he had handed me on to SIR. As he said, at the time, I needed to become better disciplined if I was to progress and SIR had certainly achieved that.
Anyway back to reality, "blond-boy" had now moved onto Greg who was softly groaning and moving his body spasmodically as his cock was sucked back to full erection. And so it went on for quite a period, the boy on his knees like one of those jugglers trying to keep all the plates spinning at the same time. Encouraged by the assembled masters he shuffled backwards and forwards applying his skills to any cock that started to flag.
At last a halt was called and Dieter (I had learnt the blond boy's name as he was cheered on by the onlookers) sat back on his haunches, his face covered in saliva and precum, panting slightly from his efforts but undoubtedly quite pleased with himself. His own cock, which was at least 9 inches long stuck straight out from his body, pretty good going as, with his hands cuffed behind his back, he hadn't been able to touch himself. Whilst in front of him, five more erect members covered in his saliva wagged painfully waiting to be released. Looking at Dieter I just knew I wanted to feel that cock of his inside me and also to get a chance to fuck his blond ass.
Was I in luck or what?
Quickly SIR and the others decided it would be a pity to waste, what were by now, some pretty HOT slaves. However, whilst SIR and Master Lee were both in favour of some group action the other two masters requested that they take their own boys somewhere more private for what they had in mind, this of course was granted. So Greg, Mark, Dieter and I were left for SIR and Master Lee's pleasure.
It didn't take long. Quickly I was unchained and just as quickly re-secured in a sling, and then Dieter was placed at my ass and Mark at my head. The instructions were clear and simple, start making use of me. With a smile on his face Dieter began entering me with his huge cock, my ass felt as though it was splitting, and then after a brief moment of pain he was inside me, filling me completely. Such a wonderful feeling and I went wild trying to make the most of it!! Meantime Mark's not ungenerous member was filling my mouth as he began fucking my face. Just as quickly Greg, was placed to one side of the sling his hands secured behind his back, as were the others, and he was instructed to suck my cock while at the same time use whatever means he wanted to relieve his own aching member.
As this fuckfest action hotted up, SIR and Master Lee joined the action. Dieter was entered from behind by SIR while Master Lee took full advantage of Mark's exposed asshole.
Greg was going crazy, not just in sucking my cock, but wildly rubbing his stiff member against my side trying to bring himself to orgasm. At the same time Dieter and Mark's actions were sending waves of pleasure through me as they also fought to satisfy their own needs. This in turn was amplified by the two Masters as they satisfied themselves with their respective slave's asses. The pace increased to its inevitable conclusion as in quick succession people started cumming. I felt Dieter's hot cum shoot into my ass, just as SIR pulled out his ass and shot his seed all over Dieter's back, as he did so Mark slipped out of my mouth and his cum sprayed all over my face and chest. Master Lee then grabbed Mark and forced him to the floor and with a few final strokes shot into Mark as he lay there, on the floor. Poor Greg, you could see the anguish in his eyes, was still desperately sucking on me and trying to rub himself off against my side. Then SIR reached around, his hand encircled Greg's cock and with a few swift strokes brought the relief that Greg so desperately needed a long stream of his cum covering my belly. Finally I was able to let go and Greg took it all, swallowing like mad to ensure no drops were spilt. For the next few minutes there was silence as each of us tried to recover, before SIR grabbed each of the other three slaves and led them to the "table" (me) and ordered "Clean it up!". Then, leaving the guys to tongue-wash my body clean he and Master Lee left the room.
When they returned some time later there were four smiling and contented slaves waiting for them. We had agreed, whilst they were away that it had been a mind-blowing experience that we all couldn't wait to repeat at some time in the future. Once I was released from the sling and my hands cuffed, like the others, our "named" collars were secured in place, (Dieter even got his own from Master Lee), leashes were attached and we were led away to the main bedroom to be chained to the bottom of the bed and get some sleep. As we huddled together, I reflected on my actions that had brought Greg and I to this state. Looking at Greg, he smiled back and I could read in his face that I had done the right thing. Not only had I been reunited with Mark and learnt his secret, but we all had a new friend in Dieter, someone with whom I already felt a special affinity and couldn't wait to get to know better!!
The following morning we were led to the basement and SIR and Master Lee administered a light flogging, "just to remind you who and where you are", before the collars and restraints were removed. They then tied a simple leather thong with a metal disc (like a dog tag) around each of our necks. On the front was a simple "S" while on the back our four names appeared along with the date. SIR said it was done to give us a daily reminder of what we had been through and the "S" for slave, to ensure we knew what we meant to Master Lee and himself. Saying that we would be summoned again in the not too distant future, they left us to shower and dress and depart back to the world outside this dungeon!
Once we had left the house, we headed into the city and finding a bar sat and had a long conversation about how we felt on being "owned slaves".
It was Greg, fingering his "dog tag" as he spoke, who summed it up best, "When Steve and I had our little "adventure" overseas, a few months ago (see Under Orders part 1) I was amazed at what happened, even a bit shocked with myself, I wasn't sure if the feelings I had then would last, or even if they were quite right. Then when he came to me and suggested this weekend I just knew I had to find out. Sure there were a couple of occasions it seemed a bit bizarre, painful...yes, but also stimulating. I mean it's not just the sex...which let's face it is pretty wild...but also this feeling of...of...being owned? Like day to day we get to do what we want and not many would want to argue with us...eh? But there, with SIR, he's in charge, he makes the rules and it's almost like, a relief to just give yourself over mentally and physically...like totally to someone else...to use as they want."
We agreed he had said what we all felt and with that we split up and left, vowing to return as soon as we were summoned. Let's hope it won't be too long.