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15/07/2014
Mandy always hated her birthday. I don’t know exactly how it started but it began long before we were together. She’d just get grumpy the week before and it’d blow over about a week after it was over. It was minimum two weeks of guaranteed misery.
I tried a variety of strategies over the years to try and snap her out of it, but nothing seemed to work… at least not until this year.
Finding a way to get it done wasn’t easy. She’s not a planner, and she doesn’t always like to ask for what she wants. She’s a strong and independent woman but on the subject of things that make her happy it’s best to treat her like she’s twelve. Asking what she wants is an exercise in frustration, and asking if she wants something specific will almost certainly get you a “no” answer even if it’s actually a yes. Luckily, by the time I tried this little stunt I had her number and knew just how to handle her.
Step 1 was simple. I booked us a vacation in Vegas. She fought me on the concept but I had the tickets and hotel booked before she could say no. She didn’t say two words to me on the plane, such was her barely contained rage.
After a brief fight I finally convinced her that we should keep the reservations I made for dinner that night at Nobu. We had a gorgeous suite at the Venetian and she went to get ready. As part of my “penance” I agreed to have a bottle of wine brought to the room.
I left her her glass in the bathroom, and made sure she had some when she got out of the shower. I gave her about fifteen minutes and then went in to check on her. As I’d expected, she was sitting on the toilet, head in hands, barely conscious. Roofies will do that.
With some effort, I got her to the bed. She’s about 5’9”, almost as tall as I am and on the curvy side. She never believes me when I tell her this but she’s one of the sexiest women ever to walk the earth. She’s mixed race, with some Asian features in her gorgeous face. Her frame is wide and her skin is like porcelain, pulled tightly over her hourglass figure. I got a great view of her well-formed tits and magnificent ass as I put the cuffs on her arms and legs and set up the metal frame I’d had delivered to the room while she was in the shower.
I diddled her pussy absentmindedly with one hand while I worked my phone with the other. I sent two texts, one after the other and got the desired replies. If the guy who’d hooked me up with the roofies knew his shit she’d be catatonic for another 90 minutes or so, so I told the guys two hours. She needed to be fully conscious for what was coming.
“Ross? What the FUCK is going on?”
This was my first indication that my lovely girl had awoken. She was understandably perturbed, with arms and legs bound and laying naked in a dark room. I didn’t feel overly compelled to explain the situation, as there was no point when she was in that mood.
I quietly walked up behind her and attached the chain from the metal frame to her handcuffs and gave it a hard yank. With the leverage from the top of the frame it pulled her up sharply, and she shrieked. “Ross! This isn’t fucking funny! What the FUCK are you doing?”
I didn’t answer, I just hoisted her to her feet by the chain and fastened it to the clip on the side of the frame. She stood, naked and bound, facing the open window looking out at the Vegas skyline. I stopped for a minute to admire the spectacle of her ass.
“Ross! I know it’s dark but people can probably see me! Close the fucking window!”
I still didn’t see any point in answering her. She was still acting like she was somehow in charge of the situation. I’d soon disavow her of that.
I grabbed the riding crop I’d brought specifically for this moment and walked over to her. I stood behind her and felt her up like I owned her. To be fair, I did.
She moaned slightly at my touch but still thought it’d be a good idea to give me lip. “Ross! Close the curtains and take me down RIGHT NOW!”
She was rewarded for her trouble with a sharp flick of the rod across her naked ass. Her next statement was interrupted by another swipe. The sounds she was making had me hard as a rock. “Ross!”
I reached around and tweaked one of her nipples, hard. She moaned again, half pleasure, half pain.
“Fuck!”
I reached down between her legs and stroked her shaved pussy. She squirmed. I stuck a finger inside and found it soaking wet. Just like I like it.
I gave her a few more strokes of the riding crop and then sent another text message and sat down. Mandy wasn’t saying anything but I could see her quivering, wondering what was going on.
I saw her shudder visibly when the knock came at the door.
I walked to the door of our suite and opened it. Two men stood there, the two I had recruited from Reddit and who had provided me with their clean bills of sexual health earlier.
One was stocky, like me. The other was taller and lankier, but he had a unique qualification that was to come into play later.
“Gentlemen,” I said. Let’s get started.
Mandy was going insane now, bucking against the frame. She couldn’t see any of us as we walked up behind her and laid three sets of hands on her body.
It wasn’t really possible to track who was doing what. At first we just ran our hands up and down her hips, her stomach, down her legs. I think I was the one who cupped her breasts first and it was the stockier guy who stuck his finger in her pussy. She was moaning and shaking, I knew she had never had anything like this happen to her before.
After a few minutes of this we got rougher. The caresses turned to squeezes, the grabbing got more intense. Someone pulled her hair. I touched her face and felt a tear. She was well past protest at this point.
I gave the tall guy a nod. He stuck his fingers in his pussy and got his hands nice and wet. The stocky guy and I spread her ass cheeks, and he stuck his finger up her sweet little asshole. She gasped.
The molestation continued. The tall guy worked first his index finger, then his index and middle finger into her asshole. The stocky guy did likewise with her pussy, while I filled up her mouth with one of my hands. I was still the only one she could see, and I could see the longing in her eyes as we worked her over as she hung there helplessly.
When I could tell she was close to cumming I pulled back and the other guys did likewise. I wasn’t going to make it that easy for her, that’s for sure.
I slipped a blindfold over her eyes and undid the chain that held her upright. Her arms flopped down across her chest and I grabbed her by the armpits to keep her from falling over. I led her, legs manacled, to the bed.
Everyone knew their roles. We all took off her clothes as I lay her bent over on the mattress.
The stocky guy had a nice thick cock. He lay face up on the edge of the bed. I maneuvered Mandy over and lowered her dripping pussy down onto him. She tried to grind but I swatted her ass with the crop until she lay still.
Next I doused her ass with lube. Our tall friend had gotten her back door fairly well oiled up already but for what was coming next we needed a little more. The tall guy moved his long but skinny cock into position. Mandy let out a yell as he entered her.
The three of them lay like that for a minute. I knew from fucking her ass myself that we’d have to move slowly at this point so I took my time as I moved around the sex pile and lay down on the bed next to her head.
Her expression, even with the blindfold, was priceless. I have no way of knowing the ecstasy she was feeling with both her holes filled but given the half grimace half smile my imagination filled in the blanks. I reached forward and pulled the blindfold off. She looked at me in the eye without blinking. I stared back as I grabbed her head with both hands and pulled her mouth down forcefully onto my cock. With that motion, all four of us started moving her.
It was slow at first. She made quiet sounds, moans really, and started rocking back and forth on the two cocks filling her ass and pussy. My cock slid in and out of her mouth with a slurping sound which only made me harder.
With three cocks in her and strong hands on her ass, hips and head, we gradually increased the speed. She was making some noise now, even telling us to stop periodically but I’d clued the guys into our safe word and we didn’t hear it.
One of the sexiest things about Mandy is how she works her hips when she’s getting fucked. They were bucking back and forth at full power now, with her head bobbing up and down on my cock. Her eyes opened and locked on mine. It was all I could do not to blow my load right then, but I kept control.
Usually when Mandy cums she tries to keep herself dignified and not make too much noise, but in this case there was no stopping it. Her body went rigid, her gasps and moans turned to a wail, and my guess is that people three floors up wondered who had brought a wild animal to such a nice hotel.
She flopped down, spent, and the three of us extracted ourselves from her various holes. There was a small spot of blood on the edge of her asshole.
I pulled her exhausted form to the floor and leaned her up against the side of the bed. We were silhouetted against the backdrop of the Vegas skyline.
The tall guy came first. His initial spurt of cum hit her square on the left cheek. The rest hit her hair, her mouth, and some even got on her tits. The other guy and I joined in somewhere in there and it wasn’t really possible to see whose went where.
She was dripping. Cum on her face, in her hair, on her tits. It was amazing. She lay there, exhausted and dripping with three loads on her while the two guys each gave me the agreed $250, gathered their clothes, and slipped out without a word. I made sure she saw the transaction and watched as I put the money in my wallet.
I let her sit there like that as I went to the bathroom and washed up. I came back with a wet towel and cleaned her up. Reaching behind, I undid her cuffs and helped her up towards the bathroom.
She said nothing as she took a shower and dried off. We brushed our teeth in silence.
I took her hand and led her to the bed, both of us still naked. I gave her a deep, passionate kiss.
“I love you honey, happy birthday. You make a wonderful whore.”
“I love you too. Thank you.” was all she said as she fell asleep in my arms.
I tried a variety of strategies over the years to try and snap her out of it, but nothing seemed to work… at least not until this year.
Finding a way to get it done wasn’t easy. She’s not a planner, and she doesn’t always like to ask for what she wants. She’s a strong and independent woman but on the subject of things that make her happy it’s best to treat her like she’s twelve. Asking what she wants is an exercise in frustration, and asking if she wants something specific will almost certainly get you a “no” answer even if it’s actually a yes. Luckily, by the time I tried this little stunt I had her number and knew just how to handle her.
Step 1 was simple. I booked us a vacation in Vegas. She fought me on the concept but I had the tickets and hotel booked before she could say no. She didn’t say two words to me on the plane, such was her barely contained rage.
After a brief fight I finally convinced her that we should keep the reservations I made for dinner that night at Nobu. We had a gorgeous suite at the Venetian and she went to get ready. As part of my “penance” I agreed to have a bottle of wine brought to the room.
I left her her glass in the bathroom, and made sure she had some when she got out of the shower. I gave her about fifteen minutes and then went in to check on her. As I’d expected, she was sitting on the toilet, head in hands, barely conscious. Roofies will do that.
With some effort, I got her to the bed. She’s about 5’9”, almost as tall as I am and on the curvy side. She never believes me when I tell her this but she’s one of the sexiest women ever to walk the earth. She’s mixed race, with some Asian features in her gorgeous face. Her frame is wide and her skin is like porcelain, pulled tightly over her hourglass figure. I got a great view of her well-formed tits and magnificent ass as I put the cuffs on her arms and legs and set up the metal frame I’d had delivered to the room while she was in the shower.
I diddled her pussy absentmindedly with one hand while I worked my phone with the other. I sent two texts, one after the other and got the desired replies. If the guy who’d hooked me up with the roofies knew his shit she’d be catatonic for another 90 minutes or so, so I told the guys two hours. She needed to be fully conscious for what was coming.
“Ross? What the FUCK is going on?”
This was my first indication that my lovely girl had awoken. She was understandably perturbed, with arms and legs bound and laying naked in a dark room. I didn’t feel overly compelled to explain the situation, as there was no point when she was in that mood.
I quietly walked up behind her and attached the chain from the metal frame to her handcuffs and gave it a hard yank. With the leverage from the top of the frame it pulled her up sharply, and she shrieked. “Ross! This isn’t fucking funny! What the FUCK are you doing?”
I didn’t answer, I just hoisted her to her feet by the chain and fastened it to the clip on the side of the frame. She stood, naked and bound, facing the open window looking out at the Vegas skyline. I stopped for a minute to admire the spectacle of her ass.
“Ross! I know it’s dark but people can probably see me! Close the fucking window!”
I still didn’t see any point in answering her. She was still acting like she was somehow in charge of the situation. I’d soon disavow her of that.
I grabbed the riding crop I’d brought specifically for this moment and walked over to her. I stood behind her and felt her up like I owned her. To be fair, I did.
She moaned slightly at my touch but still thought it’d be a good idea to give me lip. “Ross! Close the curtains and take me down RIGHT NOW!”
She was rewarded for her trouble with a sharp flick of the rod across her naked ass. Her next statement was interrupted by another swipe. The sounds she was making had me hard as a rock. “Ross!”
I reached around and tweaked one of her nipples, hard. She moaned again, half pleasure, half pain.
“Fuck!”
I reached down between her legs and stroked her shaved pussy. She squirmed. I stuck a finger inside and found it soaking wet. Just like I like it.
I gave her a few more strokes of the riding crop and then sent another text message and sat down. Mandy wasn’t saying anything but I could see her quivering, wondering what was going on.
I saw her shudder visibly when the knock came at the door.
I walked to the door of our suite and opened it. Two men stood there, the two I had recruited from Reddit and who had provided me with their clean bills of sexual health earlier.
One was stocky, like me. The other was taller and lankier, but he had a unique qualification that was to come into play later.
“Gentlemen,” I said. Let’s get started.
Mandy was going insane now, bucking against the frame. She couldn’t see any of us as we walked up behind her and laid three sets of hands on her body.
It wasn’t really possible to track who was doing what. At first we just ran our hands up and down her hips, her stomach, down her legs. I think I was the one who cupped her breasts first and it was the stockier guy who stuck his finger in her pussy. She was moaning and shaking, I knew she had never had anything like this happen to her before.
After a few minutes of this we got rougher. The caresses turned to squeezes, the grabbing got more intense. Someone pulled her hair. I touched her face and felt a tear. She was well past protest at this point.
I gave the tall guy a nod. He stuck his fingers in his pussy and got his hands nice and wet. The stocky guy and I spread her ass cheeks, and he stuck his finger up her sweet little asshole. She gasped.
The molestation continued. The tall guy worked first his index finger, then his index and middle finger into her asshole. The stocky guy did likewise with her pussy, while I filled up her mouth with one of my hands. I was still the only one she could see, and I could see the longing in her eyes as we worked her over as she hung there helplessly.
When I could tell she was close to cumming I pulled back and the other guys did likewise. I wasn’t going to make it that easy for her, that’s for sure.
I slipped a blindfold over her eyes and undid the chain that held her upright. Her arms flopped down across her chest and I grabbed her by the armpits to keep her from falling over. I led her, legs manacled, to the bed.
Everyone knew their roles. We all took off her clothes as I lay her bent over on the mattress.
The stocky guy had a nice thick cock. He lay face up on the edge of the bed. I maneuvered Mandy over and lowered her dripping pussy down onto him. She tried to grind but I swatted her ass with the crop until she lay still.
Next I doused her ass with lube. Our tall friend had gotten her back door fairly well oiled up already but for what was coming next we needed a little more. The tall guy moved his long but skinny cock into position. Mandy let out a yell as he entered her.
The three of them lay like that for a minute. I knew from fucking her ass myself that we’d have to move slowly at this point so I took my time as I moved around the sex pile and lay down on the bed next to her head.
Her expression, even with the blindfold, was priceless. I have no way of knowing the ecstasy she was feeling with both her holes filled but given the half grimace half smile my imagination filled in the blanks. I reached forward and pulled the blindfold off. She looked at me in the eye without blinking. I stared back as I grabbed her head with both hands and pulled her mouth down forcefully onto my cock. With that motion, all four of us started moving her.
It was slow at first. She made quiet sounds, moans really, and started rocking back and forth on the two cocks filling her ass and pussy. My cock slid in and out of her mouth with a slurping sound which only made me harder.
With three cocks in her and strong hands on her ass, hips and head, we gradually increased the speed. She was making some noise now, even telling us to stop periodically but I’d clued the guys into our safe word and we didn’t hear it.
One of the sexiest things about Mandy is how she works her hips when she’s getting fucked. They were bucking back and forth at full power now, with her head bobbing up and down on my cock. Her eyes opened and locked on mine. It was all I could do not to blow my load right then, but I kept control.
Usually when Mandy cums she tries to keep herself dignified and not make too much noise, but in this case there was no stopping it. Her body went rigid, her gasps and moans turned to a wail, and my guess is that people three floors up wondered who had brought a wild animal to such a nice hotel.
She flopped down, spent, and the three of us extracted ourselves from her various holes. There was a small spot of blood on the edge of her asshole.
I pulled her exhausted form to the floor and leaned her up against the side of the bed. We were silhouetted against the backdrop of the Vegas skyline.
The tall guy came first. His initial spurt of cum hit her square on the left cheek. The rest hit her hair, her mouth, and some even got on her tits. The other guy and I joined in somewhere in there and it wasn’t really possible to see whose went where.
She was dripping. Cum on her face, in her hair, on her tits. It was amazing. She lay there, exhausted and dripping with three loads on her while the two guys each gave me the agreed $250, gathered their clothes, and slipped out without a word. I made sure she saw the transaction and watched as I put the money in my wallet.
I let her sit there like that as I went to the bathroom and washed up. I came back with a wet towel and cleaned her up. Reaching behind, I undid her cuffs and helped her up towards the bathroom.
She said nothing as she took a shower and dried off. We brushed our teeth in silence.
I took her hand and led her to the bed, both of us still naked. I gave her a deep, passionate kiss.
“I love you honey, happy birthday. You make a wonderful whore.”
“I love you too. Thank you.” was all she said as she fell asleep in my arms.
Poster:
Raymond
