Busty Babes 1/Busty Babes - Vol 1.iso/stories/satnite2.txt

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    "An Interesting Saturday Night - Part 2 of 5"

    It didn't take that long before it sounded like a car pulling up
outside.  She heard it also and went to the door to meet her guests.  I
heard them come in and they started talking.  One of the women that came
asked if I was there yet, and the Mistress of the House said I was. That
same woman asked if I was ready for what they had planned, and the
Mistress of the House responded,  "Why I'm not sure, but I think we can
check for ourselves to make sure."  By now, they congregated and walked
into the large living room and I saw that there were two other couples.
That made six people in all and I knew then it was not going to be one
of my better nights.

    The two men went over and sat down and started talking with the
owner of the house.  Now the three women were all around me looking me
over like they were going to touch me or something.  One of the women
looked at the others.

    "Are we ready to start?", she asked.

    Both of them replied, "Yes!, Get the Slut ready!"

    "Okay", she said, "Let's get her in the den and get busy, we have
three horny men to make happy!"

    As best as I could, I followed one of the women to the den with the
other two close behind me.  When we entered the den they closed the door
behind them.

    By now I had a chance to look around the room to see what was there.
It looked pretty much like any other den, with a desk and a few chairs
along with a bar in one corner. The only thing out of place was a narrow
table in the middle of the room, but I knew that it was just where they
wanted it and that it was going to be well used... that I was sure of.
One of the women grabbed the O-Ring on my belt and dragged me over
toward the table.

    "Are you ready Slut?", she asked.

    "What do you mean?", I responded, unsure if I was supposed to answer
her question.

    "Did you get yourself cleaned out real good before you left home?"
she asked.

    "I had my last enema about two hours ago now", I replied.

    She looked over at the other two women and said, "Well, ladies, you
know what we have to do so let's get with it."

    I was standing next to the table when the Mistress of the House came
in front of me with the key to the handcuffs. She reached down and took
them off both of my wrists and then she unfastened the belt around me
and took it off.  She told me to hop up on the table and lay on my
stomach.  I did just as she said!  She told me to slide down to where my
ass was just going off the bottom end.  As I was doing what she asked
she helped adjust me just where she wanted me to be.  I was in position
when I noticed a woman on each side of the table with a leather wrist
cuff each.  They each took an arm and placed the heavy leather cuff on
my wrists.  When they pulled my arms down and fastened them to something
on or near the floor.  As this was taking place the third woman was
placing a belt around me at my waist.  She slipped it into a buckle and
drew it up very tight.  There I was fastened to the table face down from
the waist up.  And I mean fastened, as I tried to raise up but could
only move around about an inch or so.

    At this point I wasn't sure what they had planned, but what did it
matter as I was in no position to object.  The Mistress of the House
walked over to a drawer and got out a ball-gag with a dildo on the back
of the ball.  She set in placed around my head with a set of straps on
it.  She tossed it to the woman nearest me and told her to put it on me.
She said with a sarcastic raspy tone in her voice, "We don't want to
disturb the men do we?". So she slipped the trainer gag in my mouth as I
opened up for her, and fastened the buckle behind my head. She roughly
slipped the phallus deep in my throat setting the ball tightly against
my teeth.  Luckily, the ball gag had holes in it for me to breathe.

    They all stood there for a few seconds, and "Mmmmed" as if they were
all admiring their handy work.  That's when the Mistress of the House
spoke up and said "You know what we planned so, let's get to it".  She
looked at one of the women and said, "You go out in the garage and get
that bag of items sitting near the door."  Looking at the other woman
she said, "Let's get these other cuffs on her ankles so we can get her
legs spread wider apart."  At that point I felt her down at my ankles
removing the set of metal cuffs and the chain.  I also felt a set of
wide leather cuffs being strapped on each of my ankles. By now the woman
that went for the bag was back and it had a lot of ropes and cable in
it.  There was also a medium-sized cloth bag on the top of it, and I had
no idea what it was. She carried the bag over and sat it down on the
floor next to my outstretched legs.

    I could hear one of them going through the 'toy' bag pulling things
out of it.  I tried to look around, but due to the position I was in
that wasn't too easy.  Nevertheless, this didn't matter either, as I
soon felt something being fastened to a O-Ring on each of my ankle
cuffs.  Then each woman walked away from me toward the walls on each
side of the room.  They placed whatever they had in their hands into
hooks that were on each wall.  The Mistress of the House was still
behind me, and asked if they were ready - they were.

    "Oh!", she said, "Let's get her cunt opened up...wide!" I could feel
my legs being drawn into the air and out to each side now.  Soon they
were almost straight out to each side and fairly wide apart.  The woman
behind me told the others to keep pulling my legs until she said to stop
which they did. Pretty soon my legs were pulled straight out to each
side and starting to hurt from the pressure.  She reached out and
touched my hips and told them that was just fine.

    The two women came back behind me and started talking some more.
The Mistress of the House was doing most of the talking and believe me I
was really listening.

    "I'm going to give her a high colonic, and I'll use about a gallon
of water", she told the others.

    "How are you going to do that without making a mess to clean up?",
one of the other women asked. Just then I heard the zipper on that 'toy'
bag being opened.

    Taking something out of the bag and showing it to all the other
women, she replied, "This will take care of that problem, with this
Slut!"

    "How are you going to get that into her?", one of the other women
asked.

    She responded sarcastically, "That's what the gag is for. I'm going
to push it into her, no matter what it takes!  Besides, her bum will
open up and take it, even is it doesn't want to!"

    The other woman, who had not been saying much spoke up then. "Oh!
I'm glad it's her and not me! I would die if something that big was
shoved in my ass!"

    To say that I was getting concerned at that point would be an
understatement. but, I was ready, so I thought to myself, "I hope they
get this over with!"

    The Mistress of the House told the other two to pull the petals of
my rosebud open so she could start it in.  I felt their fingers poke
inside me and pull me open more.  That hurt some by itself. Then I felt
something being pushed and turned in an effort to make it enter me.  I
could tell that it was big and she told them to pull harder until it
started in.  It felt like they were tearing me apart, but just then
whatever it was started in. It was some relief when they got their
fingers out, but whatever she had in her hand started up into me.  I
could feel it stretching me every inch of the way!  I tried to pull away
from her, but she knew she had me where she wanted me and that I was
going to get this in me no matter what.  She kept pushing until I could
not stand it any more and started to cry out with the pain.  With the
gag in, all it amounted to was funny sounds even as loud as I tried to
make it.  She kept pushing and pushing for what seemed an eternity.
When all of a sudden the air that was inside me came out in a low
burping sound.  At that point she pushed just one more time and stopped.

    "There", I heard her say, "She now has a one-and-a-quarter holes up
her ass.  "Hey - one of you get the pail out from the garage and the
other get the wheel tray with the water bottle on it out of the closet."

    In just a moment they were all behind me again.  She took the pail
and placed it on the floor directly below me.

    "Plug this in", she said to one of the other women.

    "Plug what in?", I thought to myself!

    "Hand me that", she said, "We're ready to give her the cleaning of
her life now!  Now, turn the Angstrom pump on!"

    And - I knew what she meant then, and it didn't take but a second
before I felt the tip of the colonic tube pass the other tube that was
keeping my rosebud held open.

    She slowly pushed it forward and then back, working it in a little
at a time until I could feel the colonic tube deeply inside me.  All
this time the water kept running in and out of me with complete ease.
She kept moving the colonic tube in and out of my asshole until all the
water was gone.

    "Wow!, that's what I call clean", she said, smiling.

    Walking over to the door, the Mistress of the House called for her
husband to come in.  He entered asking what she wanted.

    "Honey, I want you to fasten this to that hook up there in the
ceiling, so we can raise this Slut up and let her drip-dry", she
replied.

    "My love - what every you need!", he said, fastening it as she had
requested. "Is that all you needed?", he asked.

    "No wait a minute," she said, "I may need you to help get her hung."

    The two other women released my arms from the lower part of the
table and fastened the cuffs together.  They did their best to lift me,
but with my legs so wide apart I was hard to lift.

    "Well, get over here and help us!", she said to her husband.

    "Where do I lift from?", he asked.

    "I don't care if you grab her by the titties!", she snapped, "Just
help us get her up!".  He pulled me by my breasts and my nipples got
hard.  My nubs grew as he roughly manhandled my tits. "I think this Slut
is getting very hot," as he tongued my left nipple causing me to moan.
Then he started running his tongue all around and over my breasts.
"She's got nice areolas too," he said, as he squeezed each one of my
nips with his forefinger and thumb.

    "Her tits are truly gorgeous," the Master said.

    "All right Honey, enough is enough!", the Mistress said to him.

    Well they finally got me up high enough to fasten both my arms to
the cable that was now hanging from the ceiling. At that point she told
her husband to pull on it until I was lifted up to the ceiling, and at
the same time told the others to move the table out of the way.  "Oh!",
being moved with the tube inside me was no joy, but I couldn't say
anything at all about it.  He lifted me as high as she wanted and
fastened the end off so I was suspended there.

    "Okay, now, let's all go in the living room and have a few drinks",
she said, "It's time for our break!"

    "How about her?", one of the other women asked.

    "Oh don't worry about the Slut she doesn't need a drink, besides she
has to drip dry for awhile yet", she replied.

    At that point they all went into the other room and they closed the
door behind them.  There I was, all alone and scared to death!  I had no
idea what was in store for me next!

-=> (Continued See SATNITE2)