Danny’s Dream

Chapter One

 

            Danny added the feather tickler to his order which already contained cuffs, restraints, blindfolds, vibrators, dildos, clamps and anal beads. This is going to be great, he thought. He had already spent the past year setting everything up in his basement, now all he had to do was get the last of his supplies then find his slaves. He’d already decided that he wanted a minimum of at least three: a redhead, a blonde and a brunette. He hadn’t yet figured out how he would obtain his slaves but he was determined to get them. I guess it’s going to have to be a case of opportunity, he thought as he completed his orders.

 

            Jenny eased the car over onto the berm as it sputtered to a stop. The two girls in the back exchanged worried looks with one another as Matt glanced at Jenny, releasing his seatbelt.

            “What’s wrong now?” Carrie asked from behind Jenny, pushing her blonde hair behind her ear.

            “I don’t know,” Jenny replied nervously.

            “I’ll check it,” Matt said, opening his door. “Pop the hood.”

            “Thanks, Matt,” Jenny called after him.

            He went to the front of the car and propped the hood up, sticking his head under it to examine the intricate workings located there. He studied the overheated radiator with a look of concern. The three girls sat in silent worry inside the car.

            “We’re never going to make it back to campus before morning at this rate,” Angie whined. Her red hair, which had been braided tightly earlier in the evening, was starting to come loose from its bindings.

            “We’ll get back. Matt will take care of it.” Jenny tried to sound confident even though she too was worried. She casually brushed her brown hair away from her eyes and leaned her head back against the headrest.

            “What if it’s something he can’t fix?” Carrie asked. “What if we have to sit here all night?”

            “Carrie, he’ll figure it out. Matt’s good with cars,” Jenny assured her.

            The three girls were intent on their worried conversation and didn’t notice the van pull off the road behind them. The driver turned off his lights then climbed from his vehicle and approached theirs. He walked past the passenger side without stopping and went to the front of the car where Matt stood bent under the raised hood. Without saying a word the new arrival pulled a tazer from his pocket and applied a shock to the unsuspecting young man. Matt fell forward against the car’s engine block before sliding to the ground, his tank top riding up his well-muscled stomach. The stranger squatted down next to him, smiling.

            “Just to make sure I have plenty of time for what I need.” He pressed the tazer against Matt’s bare arm and applied another shock.

            The man then stood up and made his way around to the driver’s side. He leaned down and knocked lightly against the closed window. Since the window was controlled by the engine and she didn’t want to turn the key back on without Matt’s okay, Jenny opened the door a crack.

            “Yes?”

            “Your friend asked if I could give you a jump. Could you help me with the cables?”

            “Sure.”

            He glanced into the backseat and saw the other girls. He pulled the door open and held it for Jenny. When she was clear of the car he leaned inside the auto to speak to the other occupants.

            “It might be a few minutes. If you’d like to wait in my car for the air conditioning you’re welcome to.”

            The two girls exchanged glances then nodded.

            “That’d be great. Thanks,” Angie replied.

            The two girls climbed from the car and quickly joined Jenny. As the man drew near the small group he pulled the tazer from his pocket again and applied it first to Angie, then quickly to Jenny and Carrie, letting each girl fall to the pavement. He jerked the passenger door to his van open and pulled a duffle bag from the floor. He set it down next to the incapacitated women, jerking it open and pulling several lengths of rope from it. He quickly tied each girl’s arms behind her back. He then pulled a ball gag from the bag, forced it into Angie’s mouth and fastened it behind her head. Carrie and Jenny were quickly gagged as well. He then tied their feet and opened the side door on the van. He lifted each of the girls into the back of the van and carefully laid them on the floor of the van. He then took his duffle bag to the front of their car, tied and gagged Matt. Then lifted the young man over his shoulder and carried him back to the van as well. He tossed Matt into the van with the women then closed the side door. He put the duffle bag back on the floor of his passenger seat, closed the door and went around to the driver’s side. He climbed in, closed the door, fastened his seat belt and carefully pulled back onto the highway. Two hours later he pulled into the garage at his house, his new slaves squirming in the back of his van.

            He carefully unloaded his passengers and placed them in his basement dungeon, laying them each on the floor as he carried them inside. Once they were all inside he stood staring at them, amazed that he had been so lucky to get four slaves in one attempt. His adrenaline high was starting to wane but he still felt great. God, they’re all beautiful, he thought. He could clearly see the fear in their eyes and loved it. The guy, he thought, was definitely an added bonus. He hadn’t thought about that possibility. This is definitely going to be great!

            He leaned down and grabbed the blonde by her elbow, lifting her to her feet. He dragged her to a nearby table and lifted her onto it, letting her legs hang over the edge. He put his hands on the table on either side of her knees and leaned forward shoving his face close to hers, staring at her, breathing hard. He slowly slid his right hand up her thigh to her side to her arm to her cheek. He silently caressed her cheek for several minutes causing her to shake uncontrollably and tears to slide from her eyes. Matt squirmed on the floor grunting into his gag. Their captor finally turned to survey the other three hostages lying on the floor.

            “Listen carefully to what I tell you. I’m only going to say it once.” His voice was soft but his words were spoken with authority. “My name is Danny but you will all call me sir or master. I will broker no argument and no insolence from any of you. Anyone who disobeys me will be punished. I may even decide to punish one of your friends instead. Everyone understand?”

            He stared at each of them in turn, waiting for them to nod. They each nodded their understanding. He turned back to Carrie and reached out to her.

            “I’m going to remove your gag now. You must remain quiet.”

            She slowly nodded her head. He reached behind her head, released the clasp holding the gag closed and pulled it from her mouth. He laid the gag on the table next to her then reached up to caress her cheek again.

            “What’s your name, baby?”

            “C-C-Carrie.”

            “You’re very pretty, Carrie. How old are you?”

            “N-nineteen.”

            He put his hand on her tit and squeezed the nipple hard, causing her to cry out.

            “Nineteen, sir,” he said.

            “Sorry, sir,” she whispered.

            “Don’t let it happen again.”

            “No, sir, I won’t.”

            “Good girl.” He patted her cheek then turned back to the rest of the group. “Tell me everyone else’s names. Start with the redhead.”

            He grabbed the redhead and lifted her to her feet then cut the rope binding her feet together.

            “She’s Angie, sir.”

            He led her to the wall to Carrie’s right and lifted a collar from a peg on the wall. He fitted the collar around her neck and fastened it, securing it tightly with a mini-padlock. He also put a mini-padlock on her ball gag before cutting the ropes binding her arms behind her back.

            “How old is she?”

            “Sh-she’s nineteen too, sir.”

He then went back to the man and the other girl. He grabbed the brunette and lifted her to her feet by her elbow then cut the ropes binding her feet together.

            “Her name?”

            “Th-that’s Jenny, sir.”

            “How old is she?”

            “She’s twenty, sir.”

            He pulled her to the wall to Carrie’s left and lifted a collar from a peg on the wall. He fitted the collar around her neck and fastened it, securing it tightly with a mini-padlock. He also put a mini-padlock on her ball gag before cutting the ropes binding her arms behind her back. He moved to stand next to Matt and stared down at the prone figure. He pulled the tazer from his pocket before squatting down next to the bound man. He held the tazer out for his hostage to see, wiggling it in front of the other man’s eyes.

            “You give me any trouble, I’ll use it. You understand?”

            Matt slowly nodded, not taking his eyes off the stun gun. Danny reached down and cut the ropes binding the other man’s legs together then pulled of his shoes and socks before dragging him to his feet. He pulled Matt to the wall directly in front of Carrie, shoving him against the wall. He fastened a cuff around Matt’s right ankle then quickly cuffed his left ankle. He adjusted the chains connected to the cuffs so they pulled his feet tight against the wall and spread his legs a good four feet apart. The chains were connected to iron rings embedded permanently into the wall that Matt was now connected to. Danny reached up and secured a collar around Matt’s neck. The collar was also attached to a ring in the wall. Danny the cut the ropes binding Matt’s arms behind him, quickly cuffing his wrists to rings attached to the wall. His arms were stretched out to either side, spreading him wide. Danny turned back to face Carrie.

            “And your boyfriend?” he indicated the freshly chained Matt with a thumb over his shoulder.

            “Matt isn’t my boyfriend, sir,” she said softly.

            “Who’s boyfriend is he?”

            “H-h-he’s just our friend, sir.”

            “How old is he?”

            “H-he’s twenty, sir.”

            Danny strode back to Carrie and knelt in front of her. He quickly cut the ropes binding her feet together and lifted her from the table. He then led her to the back wall and fitted a collar to her neck like he had the other two girls before cutting her bound hands loose. Danny then stepped back into the middle of the room and surveyed his captives.

            “Which of you do I start with?” he purred, looking from first one of his new ladies to the next. When he noticed Angie struggling to break free from her collar he approached her, grasping her wrists in his hands, drawing her attention. “Did you not pay any attention to my earlier warning?”

            Her green eyes grew large as he stared at her.

            “You are all my slaves now. Get used to that collar because you’ll be wearing it from now on. Some days it may be all you’ll be wearing.”

            He smiled when muffled noises came from behind the ball gag and she tried to pull away from him. He heard the chains rattle behind him as well. He slapped her hard across the face, open-handed.

            “Do not fight me. I am your master now. You will do whatever I tell you. You will not look me in the eyes, ever. You will address me as Master or Sir.” He grabbed her shoulder-length hair and tugged it hard, pulling her head back. “Do you understand?”

            She couldn’t move her head because of his hold on it and the only sound she could make was a general grunting sound around the ball gag. He released both of her hands and his hold on her hair then stared at her. She slowly dropped her eyes to the ground.

            “Good. That’s a start. Now, strip.”

            Her eyes flew back to his face. His hand whipped across her face again, knocking her head sideways. He heard the chains rattle again but ignored the sound. He stood staring at her, waiting. She looked up at him defiantly.

            “Perhaps you’d like to see one of your friends punished?”

            Her eyes grew wide again as she stared at him. Slowly, she slid her eyes to the floor and shook her head.

            “I will not give you another chance. I give my orders only once. Now, strip.”

            She raised her hands and shakily started to undo the buttons of her blouse. Danny heard the chains rattling again along with a string of grunts from Matt’s direction. He was quickly loosing patience. He spun around and stalked toward the chained man, the tazer in his hand.

            “Settle down, boy. You’re just another slave now.” He waved the stun gun in front of Matt’s face. “You’ll get your turn to strip. And I might even let you play with the other slaves – if you behave yourself.”

            Matt continued to struggle against his bonds, a look of outrage on his face. Danny pressed the stun gun to Matt’s bare arm, forcing a shock through the young man’s body. He jerked then slumped against his bonds.

            “That’s better.” Danny went back to Angie to find she had stopped midway through unbuttoning her blouse. “Don’t stop now, bitch. Keep going. I want every piece of clothing off in the next five seconds or you get zapped again.”

            She started opening her blouse again with shaky hands, a low moan escaping around her gag, tears creeping from her eyes. She slowly opened her blouse and slipped it from her shoulders.

            “Now your shoes then the pants,” Danny ordered, staring at her.

            She carefully kicked off her shoes before unfastening her pants and sliding them down over her hips. She slowly lowered them to her ankles and gingerly stepped out of them then pulled off her hose. She stood back up and waited for his next order. Danny stepped forward and removed her gag after running his hands over her near-naked body, ignoring the grunts from behind him.

            “Please,” she whispered. “Let us go.”

            “You’re not going anywhere, slut. You’re mine now. Get used to it.” He gripped her face tightly in his right hand. “Take the rest of it off.”

            “Please, no…”

            “I’m not repeating myself, bitch. You have one second.”

            He turned and walked back to Matt. He opened Matt’s pants and pulled out his dick before pulling the tazer from his own pocket. He turned his head to look over his shoulder at Angie.

            “Do it or I’ll use my little toy on his prick.”

            “Oh, God,” she whispered as she reached behind her to unfasten her bra.

            She removed her bra and let it drop to the floor with the rest of her clothes then slowly removed her panties as well. She tried to cover herself with her hands and arms as she stood naked in front of their captor.

            “Put your arms down. They should always be at your sides unless I tell you otherwise,” Danny ordered.

            When she hesitated he moved the stun gun toward Matt’s exposed meat. She immediately dropped her arms to her sides.

            “Good. Remember your lesson.” Danny let his eyes roam around the room. “That goes for all of you.”

            He pointed to Jenny.

            “You’re next.”

            She glanced at Matt then Angie before she slowly started to undress. She had the first four buttons of her blouse undone when Danny started toward her.

            “Wait.” He reached behind her head and removed the gag. “Do you have any major medical problems?”

            “N-no, sir.”

            “Do you have any sexually transmitted diseases?”

            “N-no, sir.”

            “Good girl. Go ahead. Strip for me.”

            He turned back to Angie.

            “Do you have any major medical problems that I should be aware of?”

            “No.”

            He was standing next to her in two strides and backhanded her across the face. The force of the blow almost knocked her to floor.

            “Try again,” he growled. “Do you have any major medical problems that I should be aware of?”

            “No, sir.”

            “Do you have any sexually transmitted diseases?”

            “No, sir.”

            He turned back to watch Jenny strip. She had already removed her shirt, shoes, socks and pants. She unhooked her bra and let it drop to the floor then reached down and removed her panties.

            “Have you had sex before?”

            “Yes, sir.”

            “Ever given anyone a blowjob?”

            “No, sir.

            “Ever taken it in the ass before?”

            “No, sir.”

            He turned back to Angie.

            “How about you, bitch? Ever taken it in the ass before?”

            “No – sir.”

            “Ever give a blowjob before?”

            “Yes, sir.”

            “You’ve had sex.”

            “Yes, sir.”

            He looked at the back wall where Carrie was restrained.

            “Have you had sex before?”

            “N-no, sir.”

            “Ever give a blowjob?”

            “N-no, sir.”

            He strode to the back of the room and unhooked her chain from the wall. He led her to the center of the room where he hooked the chain into a ring in the floor.

            “Strip.”

            Carrie started to shake all over, tears flowing freely down her face. She slowly shook her head from side to side.

            “Please…” she whispered.

            “Do it!”

            She raised shaking hands to her waist and pulled her tee-shirt slowly over her head. She kicked her tennis shoes off then reached for the button at the top of her blue jeans. It took her three tries to get it unfastened so she could lower the zipper. She pushed the jeans down her slim legs and gingerly stepped out of them. She glanced up at Danny before she unhooked her bra and let it fall to the floor. She pushed her panties down and stepped out of them to stand totally naked in the center of the room, staring at the floor.

            “Good girl,” Danny crooned. He stepped forward and slowly ran his hands over her trim form. He leaned forward and whispered in her ear, “Just one left to go.”

            “Sir?”

            “Boy-toy still has all of his clothes on. That isn’t fair to all of you, now is it?”

            Carrie stole a quick glance at Matt then turned her gaze back to the floor. Her whole body still shook, the tears had never stopped flowing.

            “You’re going to take care of that for me,” Danny told Carrie.

            He took her right hand in his left and led her toward Matt. He pulled her to a stop only inches from the bound man. He put both of her hands on Matt’s chest and held them there.

            “Open his shirt.”

            She looked up at Matt with tear-filled eyes.

            “I’m sorry, Matt,” she whispered as Matt shook his head from side to side.

            Danny cuffed her on the side of the head.

            “I didn’t give you permission to speak to him, bitch.”

            She slowly pulling Matt’s shirt out of his jeans and let it fall around his waist then dropped her hands to her sides waiting for the next order. Danny stepped to a nearby table and brought back a pair of scissors. He quickly cut the shirt up the sides and across the shoulders, letting the front piece fall to the floor. He pulled the back piece from behind Matt and threw it to the floor as well. He then cut down the right pants leg of Matt’s jeans.

            “Hold his pants. I’m not ready for them to fall off just yet,” Danny ordered Carrie.

            She tentatively reached out to Matt’s right side and grasped the ruined pants, holding them over Matt’s body. Danny moved around her and cut down the left side of the jeans. He jerked them from Carrie’s grasp and threw the ruined pants to the floor.

            “He looks good, doesn’t he?” Danny asked Carrie.

            She remained silent, staring at the floor.

            “You can answer honestly. He obviously appreciates the three of you.”

            Danny reached out to take Carrie’s right hand in his left hand. He pressed her hand against Matt’s erection, rubbing her shaking hand up and down her embarrassed friend’s swollen tool.

            “Do you like that?”

            Her only response was a soft whimper.

            “Don’t stop,” he ordered her as he removed his hand from hers.

            He used his scissors to cut Matt’s briefs from his body, letting them fall to the floor between his spread legs. Carrie’s hand still remained in the same position. Still shaking, it now rested directly against Matt’s flesh. He closed his eyes to hide his thrill and shame. When Carrie suddenly cried out Matt’s brown eyes snapped open to see Danny painfully squeezing her left nipple. Matt turned horror filled eyes on Danny.

            “Keep them open, boy.”

            Matt moaned and shook his head. He locked eyes with Carrie. Both exchanged silent apologies with their eyes.

            Danny put his hands on Carrie’s shoulders and put gentle pressure on them, forcing her down.

            “On your knees, bitch.”

            She silently knelt in front Matt without removing her hands from his crotch. Once she was on her knees Danny grabbed a handful of her blonde hair, wrapping it tightly around his fingers and pulled harshly back. Matt shook his head from side to side knowing what Danny planned. Carrie cried out in pain and Danny shoved her head forward, forcing her mouth over Matt’s erection, drawing a low moan from Matt.

            “Keep your hands and mouth on him until I tell you that you can move,” Danny ordered as he stepped away from Carrie and moved to stand next to Matt. He ran his hand through Matt’s light brown hair. “Does she feel good, boy?”

            Matt stiffened but made no sound. Danny reached down and cuffed Carrie on the side of the head.

            “He isn’t enjoying it, bitch. Suck him. Make him feel it, give him a good time.”

            Carrie whined and sniffled but obeyed Danny’s orders. He kept his hand in Matt’s hair, his fingers playing with it.

            “That feel better?” he crooned to Matt.

            Matt still remained stiff and silent.

            “Answer me, boy, or she’ll be the one to pay.” Danny warned. “Feel good?”

            Matt grunted around his gag.

            “Good. Enjoy it.”

            Danny stepped away from the two prisoners and watched them carefully. When he saw Matt’s hips start to shiver he knew the other man was getting close to releasing his load. He didn’t want that to happen, at least not yet, so he stepped forward and grabbed Carrie by the hair, pulling her away.

            “That’s enough, baby.”

            He laughed when he saw Matt’s hips lift automatically, reaching toward Carrie’s parting lips, trying to cum.

            “Not yet, boy,” Danny said with a laugh as he patted Matt’s well muscled stomach. “You only get to cum when I say you can.”

            He led Carrie back to the table in the center of the room where he had set her when he had first removed her gag. He again lifted her onto the table and stared hard at her.

            “Can I trust you to stay there or do I need to cuff you to it?”

            “I’ll stay, sir,” she whispered in response.

            “Good girl,” he said as he slipped his right hand between her legs. He rubbed her pussy for a minute before turning to Angie. “Your turn, slut.”

            He walked to Angie and removed her chain from the ring in the wall. He tugged on the chain, led her to the center of the room and fastened the chain to the ring with Carrie’s. He grabbed her by the left elbow and led her to Matt, forcing her to her knees.

            “Finish him.”

            Mat struggled against his bindings and shouted into his gag. Danny quickly strode to a nearby shelf and removed a violet wand then went back to stand in front of Matt. He turned on the electronic toy and waved it in front of Matt’s terrified eyes.

            “You ever use one of these, boy?”

            Matt shook his head and grunted into the gag. Danny pressed the wand to Matt’s exposed nipple, sending a charge through the bound man’s body, causing him to scream into the gag and strain against his bonds. When it was over Danny stared into Matt’s watery eyes.

            “You argue with me again I’ll use this on Carrie’s pussy. You understand me?”

            Matt nodded urgently.

            “Good.” Danny looked down at Angie. “Get busy, slut.”

            She tentatively reached up and wrapped her fingers around Matt’s still erect dick and gently caressed it. She worked her fingers over it for several seconds before Danny grew impatient. When he started toward her she put her lips around Matt’s tool and started to move her tongue and lips over him. Matt tried to ignore what she was doing, tried to control the feelings raging through his body but nature eventually won out. He knew he was losing the struggle when he felt the familiar tingling sensation start in his groin. His balls felt like they were on fire. He thought they might burst they were so full from his fight. Suddenly, everything exploded and he shot his load into Angie’s mouth. He tried to cry out, to apologize, but the gag blocked his words. Angie tried to pull back but Danny’s hand held her fast.

            “Swallow it, bitch, all of it,” Danny demanded.

            When it was finally over and Matt’s prick relaxed Danny allowed Angie to pull away and sit back on her heels. He patted Matt on his stomach again.

            “Good boy.” He patted Angie on the head. “You just sit right there for a minute, slut. I’ll be right back.”

            He moved back to the table in the center of the room where Carrie waited. She sat in silent shock at what she had just witnessed. Danny slowly ran his hands over her body, feeling all of her and gently pushing her back into a reclining position on the table. He grasped her wrists in his hands and lifted them over her head then cuffed them to each corner of the table. He moved to the other end of the table and grasped her knees, pulling her down the length of the table. He pulled her right leg to the corner of the table and fastened it in a thigh cuff to the corner. He then pulled her left leg to the opposite corner of the table and fastened it in a thigh cuff to that corner, spreading her wide. He turned around to look at Angie’s exposed back.

            “Angie, crawl over here, slut.”

            Angie started to get to her feet but Danny stopped her.

            “Bitch! I said crawl!”

            She leaned forward and got on her hands and knees then crawled forward toward Danny. When she reached his side he grabbed a handful of her hair, jerking her head backwards, forcing her to look up at him.

            “If I have to repeat myself to you one more time, I’ll use that wand on his dick and her pussy. You understand me?”

            “Yes, sir.”

            “Good. Now get up here.”

            He pulled her to her feet by her hair then forced her to lean over Carrie’s prone form. He strapped her wrists down to the table on either side of Carrie and forced her head between Carrie’s legs.

            “Eat her, slut. Make her cum.”

            “N-n-no –”

            He slapped her on the back of the head and forced her face into Carrie’s cunt, strapping her arms to the table as well.

            “Do it, slut.”

            He put the violet wand between Angie’s legs and applied it to her pussy. She screamed and lurched forward into Carrie’s pussy, shaking violently.

            “Don’t make me repeat myself,” Danny warned.

            She slowly started to lick Carrie as Danny wandered to a drawer and removed two items. He returned to stand behind Angie. While she licked and sucked on Carrie, Danny kicked Angie’s legs apart and put his hands on her pussy. He suddenly shoved a large vibrating dildo up Angie’s vagina and another one up her asshole. He strapped them into place and turned them both on high then stepped back to admire his handiwork. He pulled nipple clamps from his pants pocket and walked around Angie to stare down at Carrie. He fitted first one clamp then the other to Carrie’s tits as she cried out. He stepped back from the table and watched them.

            “Okay, slut, don’t stop until I tell you to.”

            When he turned around he saw Matt was growing hard again. He looked up at Matt’s face and smiled. Danny strolled toward Matt, nodding his head as he approached the bound man.

            “You have stamina, don’t you, boy?”

            Matt grunted into his gag.

            “You ever butt fucked anyone, boy?”

            Matt slowly shook his head from side to side.

            “You ever watch anyone butt fuck?”

            Again, Matt shook his head from side to side.

            “Well, now’s your chance, boy,” Danny said with a grin. “You may get to do both.”

            Danny moved to one side of the room and pulled what looked like some kind of tall padded sawhorse from the side of the room to the center just in front of where Matt stood chained to the wall. He then unhooked Jenny’s chain from the wall and led her forward toward the padded sawhorse. He stopped her on one side of the sawhorse, wrapped her chain around the padded sawhorse and fastened it to a leg of the sawhorse on the other side.

            “Bend over it, bitch,” he ordered as he pushed against her upper back.

            She slowly leaned forward, bending over the sawhorse. Danny cuffed her hands to the legs of the sawhorse then forced her legs apart and cuffed her ankles to the legs on the other side of the sawhorse. He stared down at her as he ran his hands over her exposed ass. The sawhorse was tilted so that her head was pulled lower than her butt, lifting her bare ass high into the air. Danny looked over at Matt.

            “Isn’t that a lovely site?”

            Matt moaned into his gag as he shook his head from side to side. Danny dropped his pants to the ground and stepped out of them before stepping up close behind Jenny. His slid his fingers into her pussy and started working her clit. He used her juices to lube up her asshole then stuck his right index finger up her butt. She wiggled and cried out. He soon added a second then a third finger.

            “You’re one tight bitch.”

            He pulled his fingers out and pushed his prick head against her anus. She moaned and wriggled against the intrusion. When he started to push into her ass she screamed and begged him to stop. He grabbed her hips and pushed harder. When he felt her trying to push him back out he clutched her hips in his hands and shoved as hard as he could, ramming his length inside her, drawing more screams from her.

            “God, you’re tight. But it sure as hell feels good.” He looked over at Matt. “You have got to try this. She’s a great butt fuck.”

            Danny started pumping, working his tool in and out. He started with a slow rhythm and worked himself to a faster one. He leaned forward to grasp her tits in his hands, squeezing and pinching her as he drove his prick into her ass. His speed picked up and his hands slid down to hold her hips again.

            “Oh, God, baby. I’m gonna cum,” he cried. “I gotta shoot my load!”

            He suddenly shivered and she felt the warm liquid fill her intestines as he shot his load into her ass. When he was finished he leaned over her and lay against her back until his prick shrank back to its normal size and slid out of her. Then he gave a sinister laugh as he rolled the sawhorse around so her butt was pressed up against Matt’s erection.

            “Your turn, boy.”

            Danny reached between them and guided Matt’s dick into her butt. Matt shook his head from side to side as he sputtered around his gag.

            “Please, not again,” Jenny begged.

            “Enjoy it, boy. She’s one tight bitch.”

            Danny used his hands to hold Matt’s tool and shove it into Jenny’s asshole, pushing against the sawhorse as he guided Matt’s prick inside Jenny, forcing it in from both pressure on it and on Jenny. When he was satisfied that Matt was inside Jenny, he looked up at Matt’s face and confirmed it. He knew from the look on Matt’s face that the other man’s prick was lodged firmly inside the bitched strapped to the padded horse.

            “Ride her good, boy.”

            Danny moved around so he could reach under the horse and finger Jenny’s pussy. He pinched and pulled on her clit causing her to wriggle against Matt. Finally, they both involuntarily started to climax and worked together to reach it. Danny removed his hands from Jenny’s pussy and stood back to watch. He quickly grabbed his video camera and turned it on the couple being forced to butt fuck. They finally climaxed together, Matt crying out around his gag and Jenny screaming freely, drawing a deep laugh from Danny. He turned the video camera on the two girls bound to the table just in time to catch their climax. He turned the camera off and set it aside, laughing.

            “Damn, this is going to be so much fun.”

            He pulled the horse away from Matt, his dick now hanging limply. He positioned it so Jenny was facing Matt. He then walked around her to stand next to Matt. He reached out and took Matt’s prick in his hand.

            “We’re going to have to do something about this, boy. I wasn’t expecting you so I’m going to have to order some new toys just for you.” He patted Matt on the stomach again. “Good boy.”

            He walked back to the table and freed Angie from between Carrie’s legs. He pulled her back to Matt and shoved her to her knees.

            “Lick him clean.”

            She silently obeyed him.

            “Good slut.”

            He then freed Jenny from the horse and re-chained her to the wall she had been bound to before. He returned to Matt and Angie and pulled her from him.

            “That’s enough. Now lick me clean.”

            She turned and licked Danny’s dick. Once he was satisfied he pulled her chain and forced her back to the wall she had been chained to earlier. He fastened the chain to a ring low on the wall so that she had to stoop or sit on her knees and returned to Carrie.

            “Now, bitch, you’ll see what it’s like to be with a real man.”

            He stripped off his shirt and moved between her still-bound legs. He leaned forward to grasp her tits in his hands. He started to massage her breasts as he pushed his prick against her pussy. He leaned down long enough to cover her right boob with his mouth, sucking loudly. He inserted his prick into her vagina and started to push as he worked his hands over her body, paying particular attention to her tits. He shoved his dick in up to his balls, ignoring her screams when he broke through her hymen then started to shove in and out, working up his rhythm.

            “God, baby, you’re soooo good,” he crooned to her. “I’m gonna cum!”

            He suddenly shot his load into her and slumped forward. He lay against her prone form until he caught his breath and his prick returned to its normal size, sliding from her wet pussy. He kissed her hard, forcing her lips apart and slipping his tongue into her mouth. He let his tongue explore her teeth, tongue and throat for several seconds before finally pulling back to stare down at her.

            “So far, baby, you’re my favorite. You’re good, sweetheart.”

            He stroked her face as he stood up and let his hands trail down her shaking body. He slowly uncuffed her from the table and used her chain as a leash to lead her to the back wall and fastened her chain to the wall.

            “I think that’s enough for now. We’ll play some more later. Before I leave you for the night does anyone need to use the bathroom?” When he received no answer he added, “This will be your last chance before morning.”

            They all remained silent.

            “Fine. Have a good night, slaves.”

            He turned away from them with a broad smile on his face. He gathered their scattered clothing in separate small trash bags then disappeared from the room. They heard a door close and a lock turn then silence. Carrie crumpled to the ground in tears as Angie started pulling at the chain connected to the loop in the wall.

            “Goddamn bastard. He can’t do this to us.” Angie grumbled and swore as she tried to find a way to break free from the chain.

            Jenny walked to the end of her chain and moved around the room, trying to see how far into the room she could reach. She quickly realized she could not reach any of the other prisoners. She couldn’t get close enough to any of them to touch them. She looked around the area of the room that she could reach checking out the items on the shelves, carefully avoiding Matt’s eyes. It was obvious the items lying out on the shelves would not be any help in escaping so she started going through the drawers that she could reach. Again, she had no luck in finding anything that would be of any help in escaping. She also realized that he had not left anything within reach that could be used as a weapon.

            “Damn it! We’re trapped. There’s nothing here that we can use. We’re going to have to bide our time and try to find a way out.”

            Angie finally gave up on the chain connecting her to the wall and starting clawing at the belt holding the vibrators in her ass and pussy. It was safely fastened closed with a tiny padlock that refused to open and the belt was fastened too tight to slide off. The vibrators were trapped inside her.

            Carrie curled into a ball and wrapped her arms around her knees. She cried silently to herself, ignoring the others in the room, her body shaking with her sobs. She never noticed Matt’s stare or the tears he shared with her.