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The Bookstore Adventure

Part 4

There seemed to be an awful lot of activity around the truck, once the tailgate went down. I felt the straps holding me in place go slack and then I heard them removing slave Linda. A few minutes later the same was being done to me, but since I am a tad bit taller and heavier, it took a little more effort. Once they had me standing, I heard a new voice that instructed me to again stand on my toes. Again, I fell backwards onto the dolly and began a trip somewhere.

I was wheeled for a good bit on a paved road or walkway and I could tell by the sounds that we had entered some type of large building. The peoples footsteps reverberated throughout the building, I guessed that we had entered some type of warehouse.

When we stopped moving, and before I was put upright, I felt some type of belt or strapping, wrapped around my arms and waist area. As I tried to steady myself, I heard several click like sounds of either locks or hooks being attached to all sides of my body. At least they were making sure that I did not fall over. Being deaf dumb & blind on 6 inch heels can almost guarantee a fall.

I could hear people talking, there seemed to be at least three or four other peoples voices I could make out and of course if there are any other people in a similar condition that I am in there could be a couple of more, hanging around somewhere.

I felt the shrink-wrap being cut away from my upper and lower body. As my skin became exposed to the air around me, I began to get rather cool, due to the all the perspiration from the wrap. The people seemed to be ignoring my high heels and my face. Guess I was going to stay in the dark a while longer. I could hear someone making sounds next to me and I got the impression that there was someone standing next to me in similar condition. I guess someone felt sorry for me for I was being toweled off and that helped take the chill off.

A bit later, I felt the wrap on my face being removed. I was told to push the gag out of my mouth and that was pretty hard to do because of the amount of time my jaw had been forced open, but I did manage it. When the wrap came off my eyes and the cotton removed, it took several moments for my eyes to adjust. I had been right about being in a warehouse and had also been right about other folks being in a similar condition to myself.

From where I stood, I could see a rather young male, about my height, but of slighter build than myself, with almost feminine features. He was naked save for his metal collar, which was attached to a chain hanging from the ceiling of the warehouse. There was also a female who was also naked, but in far more severe bondage that the young man. She seemed to be from the Far East, maybe 5'5" or 5'6", but with the position she was in it was difficult to tell. She was wearing a training harness with both gag and blinders in place. She was wear at least 6 inch heels, but she was kneeling with a strap going from under her high heels, and around her thighs, thus forcing her into a squatting position. What made it extreme was the single arm sheath that she had on behind her back that was attached to an anchor in the ceiling, pulling her arms upwards. I felt very sorry for her. What I did not see was that she was also wearing two very active plugs, which seem to keep her right on the edge. I am sure that it also helped her forget the painful position she was in.

Hearing a door open, all three of us tried to turn in the direction of the sound. I saw Master and slave Linda. With them, appeared to be both a Master and a Mistress, or at least the way they were dressed would indicate that. Both of them were very striking people. People, who in even a NORMAL environment would command respect. They both seemed to be around 6' tall. They both appeared to be people who worked out regular and both knew that they were hot looking.

The Master was dressed in a black shirt (long sleeve) black stretch jeans, and the bulge in his pants, had to indicate that he was packing some serious hardware or hard something? The motorcycle boots finished off his clothing. He was of course clean shaving and in fact had a very shaved head. What really caught my attention was the bullwhip that he had rolled up in his right hand. Wondered who was going to get to enjoy that. Guess we would find out later.

The Mistress was attired in what looked like black and red PVC clothing. The bright red pants, looked like someone had used some of that liquid latex and just rolled it over bare skin. She had about 4 inch stiletto boots that stopped just short of her knees. The jacket was a black and red mix with a very high collar & a plunging neckline. It too was longed sleeve. She had very short bleached blonde spiked hair, but her eyes were almost black and sinister looking. I would not want her mad at me.

I hear Master talking to the other Dom's and then all three of us are unhooked from the chains and released enough that we could walk/waddle. We were taken a short distance and entered a room. As we entered the room, it looked like a play area, in that there were some strange looking chairs with straps and rods attached to the seat. Also there was an oversize four-post bed that had mirrors covering the entire ceiling above the bed. All three of us (slaves) are trying to figure out what's going to happen next. There was some very erotic music playing and many scented candles burning. Our wait was short lived.

The Mistress, spoke out as she began to undo the bindings on whom we learned was slave A. Mistress had indicated that she had just taken position of her from a Master in the Michigan area. Seemed that theirs was a long distance affaire and both Master and sub were looking for someone closer. According to her Master, while she was rather young and inexperienced, he had felt her passion for this life style and wanted her to grow not only as a woman, but also as a submissive. No one spoke about the young male slave; in fact he was taken from the room just after we entered. Not sure where he was going.

Mistress then indicated what was to happen next. Mistress wanted slave A to experience the pleasant side of this life. Mistress said that this slave had never experienced multiple orgasms. Slave Linda and my self's job was to bring her to that point. The down side is that we have been instructed not to cum ourselves. Also we were going to be hampered, because our hands were going to remain cuffed behind our back.

While Mistress was laying slave A out spread eagle on the bed, she indicated that we could talk for just a moment so that we would be prepared to do her slave right. Mistress was also putting a blind-fold on her & removing the gag & the plugs. Looked like we were going to be given total access to all parts of the body. Mistress indicated that she was leaving the room, but would return and that yes everything that was happening was being recorded, so we had best perform well.

Slave Linda and I had decided on a plan of attack and we both eased up on opposite sides of the bed. While our hands were cuffed behind our backs, there were enough chains attaching the cuffs to allow us to use our hands some. We began to ease up on the bed towards her face.

We started out by kissing around the blind-fold and kissed her cheeks. Then we started by using our tongue to make a trail from her face to her ears. We both began to use our tongues to fuck her ears. As our hot breath and even hotter and wetter tongues began their assault on her ears, we felt her beginning to wiggle and moan. We then began our little vampire play on her neck. We would both nip at her neck and then do a kiss and then a tongue. Slave Linda and myself leaned across her body and kissed each other. Our tongues were almost in a duel. We both wanted to force our tongue down each other's throat. We could tell that slave A could hear us and it was driving her even further into the heated arena that we were in.

After a very heated exchange of kisses, we went back to work on slave A. This time however, we began our assault on her nipples. We both took a very deep breath. We began to breath out very slowly, we aimed our breath at the nipples, and just the breath alone began to raise the nipple up, like an island rising out of the ocean. As the nipples got longer and harder, we both took a nipple each with just our lips and then began to use our tongue again to tease the nipples. We then took our lips and began to suck the nipple trying to pull it away from her body. We both knew that we were having the desired effect, because the wiggles and moans were increasing. Her breathing was become very loud and ragged. The Mistress was right; this is one very hot slave.

At this point, Mistress came back into the room, she saw our efforts and knowing that we could do a better job if we had our hands, she released them from behind our back and relocked them in front. Poor slave A was now in for a very hot and horny time.

With the use of our hands, the assault on her body intensified. Slave Linda scooted up and as she swung her leg over Slave A's face, she began to tell her what she expected from her. About the same time I knelt between her legs and began to us my tongue. She did not have much hair so it was easy to zero in on my target area. As I began to spread her lips apart, I could feel her body reacting to what she herself was doing to Slave Linda. I felt her body jerk the first time I put my tongue into her hot dew pot. Her body was beginning to produce a healthy amount of sex juice and perspiration. The two were mixing quite well on my tongue and lips. In spite of the candles, the aroma in the room reaped of SEX.

While we were fast approaching a very strong climax, our goal was to push her way past the normal limits. When slave A peaked the first time, we both stopped what we were doing and just watched. Her effort to get loose was valiant, but in vain. Just as she was beginning to calm down, we began our assault again. This time however, she was going to get to taste a cock and experience a females tongue on her love button.

Since we both had instructions not to cum, I knew that I would have a job cut out for myself. As slave Linda began, her efforts were already being felt all over slave A's body.

She began to tremble again and I could feel her body stiffen again, as another wave came over her. I allowed her to get though that part of the roller coaster ride before I put my cock up to her lips. Part of that was self-defense, for she was almost screaming at the last climax.

As I eased my cock into her mouth, I just let her work on it at her pace. I did not want to take away from her other emotions. She seemed to enjoy using her tongue. After a little bit, I began to take just a little leeway with her. I very slowly and gently began to fuck her face. Not deep and not hard, but enough for her to know what was being done to her.

This seemed to turn her on even more and I was almost afraid that if she climaxed again that I would come up missing so body parts. Just as she reached her fourth or fifty climaxes, she kind of gripped my cock with her lips and was trying to stifle her screams. The vibrations on my cock were almost too much. Just when I thought that she had pushed me too far, her lips relaxed. I realized that she had passed out from the efforts of too many orgasm's too close together.

About that time the door opened and all three Dom's entered the room. They looked at slave Linda and myself and instructed us to go take a seat at the end of the bed. They seemed pleased with our effort, for they all had smiles on their faces.

Master approached us and spoke to slave Linda first. He told her how proud he was of her efforts and that he would reward her later. He then spoke to me and said that since I had also preformed well, that he was going to allow me to spend some time with the male Dom. Master indicated that I might want to rest for a few minutes. It would seem that the other Dom was suppose to be very good with different floggers and whips.

My eye's lit up, for if the new Dom was good with those tools, then maybe I could experience again the total release and unbinding of my mind and body, that I had experienced before. I also wondered how good he was with his other tool?


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