Pride before a Fall - Entanglement Perspectives : Part 15 - Andy 22:50 Saturday evening

Part 15 of "Pride before a Fall - Entanglement Perspectives".   Part 1 can be found at https://amandablogtest.blogspot.com/2019/06/pride-before-fall-entanglement_25.html .   Andy's inspirational original artwork can be found at http://smoothslicknshiny.blogspot.com/2018/04/new-art-pride-before-fall.html .   Please leave comments.

 

Part 15  - Andy  22:50 Saturday evening

Andy had given up struggling against the cuffs locking his hands behind his back.   They’d threatened cable ties and arm binders but there was no chance of escape and he was just hurting his wrists.  He wanted to spit out the rubber penis in his mouth but the gag was fastened firmly round his head with a leather strap and he expected that would be locked too.    All he could do was suck on it and swallow to stop saliva accumulating in his mouth. 

The young man who’d asked him to dance and had earlier seemed so nice led him from the backstage area by the lead attached to his collar.    They came out into a service corridor.     Several of the men from the auction were being marshalled along one wall of the corridor along with the leather gimps and rubber pups who’d been sitting at the tables at the back.  Ladies were arriving to collect them.    Edward was directed past them to a service lift.   As Andy saw him select the button to go ‘Up’, a bag or hood was again placed over his head.   There was a ding, the hiss of doors opening and then Edward pulled him into the lift.   They didn’t speak.  It seemed to Andy that the hood was a waste of time, since the lift announced “Floor 23” before he was towed out forgetting that the hood might be protecting the identities of other important guests.

“Right, I’ll take him from here,” said a girl’s voice.  A voice that Andy thought he recognised.  Andy was pulled forward and almost toppled on his heels.   “Thank you, Boy.  Your buyer is in the room next door.   Have a good evening.   Come on Andy, I’m sure you’ve been trained to walk better than that.”   Andy got back to upright and snaked his hips to get back into a walking rhythm.   At least they’d removed the hobble chain. “That’s better.  Make your bottom wiggle honey, the boys will like that.”

Andy heard a door open and he was led inside.   He could feel the texture of the floor change.  He was in a room, a bedroom perhaps, or a luxury suite that was thickly carpeted.    He was brought to halt.   The door closed and the hood was removed.    There was no girl there.   But there was a tall lady wearing a big Venetian opera mask.   On one side of her stood two leather gimps; on the other were two rubber maids.

Andy thought the gimps looked amazing.  They still wore black leather hoods with eye holes and zippered mouths but were otherwise naked except for black leather body harnesses, fishnet stockings and black knee length high-heeled boots.  The patent shine of their boots matched the shine on their bodies.  Their torsos had been oiled and glistened even under the soft lights of the suite.   The oil helped define the hard muscles of the gimps who both looked like body builders. The harnesses had straps radiating from a neck collar attached to belts that wrapped tightly around their glistening bodies making their muscled breasts stand out, nipping their waists  and extending to suspender straps for their stockings.  Andy would have gasped in astonishment but could only suck harder on the rubber cock filling his mouth:  between the legs of each gimp hung an enormous penis. Both were flaccid but had to be at least eight inches in length with a width of around one and half inches.  Andy had never seen the like, not even in the showers after football: even limp they were the largest Andy had ever seen.  

The maids were a complete contrast. To Andy they looked old.  Certainly older than him but were probably only in their thirties or early forties.    They were in full latex: expensive shiny black maids dresses with creamy white details.  Ruffled sleeves, frilly collars, little headbands, little latex eye masks, a tiny apron, latex stockings and suspenders with black ankle strap heels locked in place with padlocks.  The skirts on their dresses did not hang:  they were cut ridiculously short and wired like lampshades so that they projected virtually horizontally.  The maids were wearing no panties and Andy could see their exposed bottoms and genitalia. While the gimps had the biggest penises that Andy had ever seen , these had to be the smallest: they both had tiny penises and miniscule ball sacs.

 

“Ah, Andy.  So pleased you could drop by.  As you know, I’m Lady Angela although you should call me Mistress Plug.   I do abhor having males in my presence who aren’t plugged.”  Both maids and gimps were wearing shiny metal slave collars with circled with D-rings and a little metallic pendant or a tiny penis.   Andy couldn’t see but he guessed that all four would be wearing butt plugs.  Andy shifted his bottom slightly and felt the reassuring presence of his own jewelled steel plug.  

 “I just wanted you to feel properly welcomed and to say ‘Thank you’ to our champion fund raiser.   We’ve never raised so much money from a single auction.  Thank you so much.   I also wanted to let you know that your Mistress and, of course, losing bidder will be well taken care of this evening while you’re with your ‘buyer’.  Can you bring her through please?”

One of the sissy maids walked to what had to be the bathroom.   He came back guiding a tall, naked lady on a lead attached to a slave collar similar to the maid’s.  She was hooded like the gimps except that her eye holes were zipped shut and a penis gag like his own had been fastened in the mouth hole.   Despite the hood, Andy could tell from the shapely elegance of her figure as well as her white Louboutins that it was Aunt Jane.  Her dress, bra and panties were gone as well as her clutch bag, rope of pearls and diamond bangle.   All she had left were her heels although, like him, she had been fitted with a hobble: a thin metal chain was attached to wide leather cuffs round her ankles meaning that she couldn’t run or kick, but could walk normally if she took short, dainty steps.  Her arms were behind her back and Andy guessed that she too had wrist cuffs. 

“Bring her over to me.”  The sissy maid obliged.  “Please remove her mask.  I wouldn’t want her to miss these moments.”  While one maid held his Aunt’s head and the other removed the eye mask from the hood, Mistress Plug placed her hand on the penis protruding from Aunt Jane’s mouth.  Andy and Jane exchanged glances.   There was despair in Jane’s eyes.   “Such a pity you lost in the auction tonight, Jane. At least you have something to suck on while your sissy is enjoying himself and you won’t need to break any rules.  You must know that fellating your sissy is against Rule 5 for Level 2s and below.”  Andy blushed.   How could they know that when he’d been good Aunt Jane sometimes gave him a special treat?  Jane was staring at Mistress Plug with anger in her eyes.   “Now Jane, you have been very silly tonight.  You knew tonight’s Gala was only for Level 3s and above.   You didn’t have a ticket and trying to bribe my assistant was just stupid.  Then bidding for your own sissy with money you didn’t have was ridiculous.  The Gala is a Charity auction.  However, you did bring this gorgeous girl and we have raised a lot of money tonight because of her.  It’s important Andie doesn’t disappoint otherwise that will be another demerit for you.   I think we should loosen and prepare you both for the evening ahead.   Sugar, get Leroy ready.”   Jane’s appearance had changed from despair and anger to horror.

Andy watched as a maid went down on her knees in front of one of the gimps and started to lick his balls.  Andy glanced across and could see terror in Jane’s eyes.  The gimp’s penis head was engorging.   “You can suck him now, Sugar,” Mistress Plug instructed.  The other sissy maid unlocked her mobile phone.  She took pictures as Sugar eagerly took the cock head in her mouth.  The penis stiffened and was approaching the horizontal.  “You can help too, Candy.”   The other maid knelt beside Sugar and ran her tongue up and down the shaft.  “That’s better.” The maid now took selfies of them sucking the long black cock.  Andy looked on in awe as the organ grew to what had to be ten inches or more in length.  While the maids sucked, Mistress Plug started to run her hand up and down the shaft of the rubber cock jutting out horizontally from Aunt Jane’s mouth is if she was wanking that stiff too.    “Isn’t it nice.    Lady Dixon’s gimps are only used to going in mouths and bumholes. Poor Roger.   I do hope that it’ll fit you.”   Suddenly he realised why Jane was terrified.  They were going to sodomise his Auntie. “Are you ready to be put to the cock, dear?  Or would you like to see your sissy begin his evening of delight.”

Aunt Jane tried to kick out at Mistress Plug but the hobble chain just meant she jarred herself and almost fell forward.   “Tsk, tsk. That won’t do.  You’ve brought this on yourself.”  Jane emitted a muffled grunt that just caused Angela to wank her gag faster.  “Come here darling,” Mistress Plug beckoned to Andy.   Andy stood on the other side of Mistress Plug and she started to masturbate the cock extending from his penis gag too.  “Although I understand you are a good sucker, has Jane allowed you the pleasure of real cock, honey?”    The gimp’s enormous cock had a bulbous head and the shaft now curved upwards like a fish hook. Then the horror dawned that it might be him that was going to get fucked.   He stared at the cock then at Jane.  That cock would surely be way too big: it was much larger than any of Aunt Jane’s toys.   Andy’s eyes widened.   He looked at Jane in despair.  “No seemingly not.  Would you like your Aunt to show how it’s done?   And don’t think you can wriggle out of it: once Leroy’s in it’s difficult for him to come out until he’s finished.  Oh my, it looks like you’re both getting Ashton excited too.”  Together Andy and Jane looked across at the other Gimp.  Without stimulation except the sight of the maids sucking his colleague and, if Andy only knew, the delightful spectacle of a pretty girl in tight red latex, the other gimp was getting an erection.   It was just as big as Leroy’s.  “No Ashton, you’ll have to wait to see who deserves seconds. Or maybe they can hold hands while they get fucked together?    Now get the ladies ready.”  

While the maids continued to suck and lick Leroy’s totem pole,  Ashton returned the eye visor to Jane’s hood.  Andy had never seen his Auntie look so vulnerable.  “Let’s see what the young lady has to say for herself.”  The gimp unfastened the strap and removed Andy’s gag.  

“Please don’t hurt Auntie.   Fuck me if you have to.  I’ve been wearing a plug all evening.   I’ll take the cock instead of her.”  

“How noble of you. Your devotion does you proud, Andie.    Jane has trained you well.    I’ll have to decide who goes first.   Either way Jane doesn’t escape: she has been very silly defying The Sisterhood and being unable to pay her debts.   Gag her again.”   The rubber penis was stuffed back in his mouth and he was silent apart from muffled grunts and little slurps on the rubber cock.  “Suck on that little girl and enjoy your privilege.”    A loose cloth hood went over his head and he was in darkness. 

“Now who’s going first?   Let me toss a coin.   You call, Ashton.”

“Tails,” said a deep voice.

“How appropriate.   Time to get her ready.     Girls, sorry to interrupt your fun.  I can see your little cocklets are dribbling.  Stop sucking and put a condom on Leroy.”   There was a pause.   “My, that is tight and shiny.   OK, another little suck Sugar if you insist although you’ll get spanked for that later.   Now lube him up.”   There was a long pause and some shuffling.     “Bend her over.   With her gagged there won’t be any unseemly noises.  Once you’re in Leroy, I want you to straighten up and hold her.  I don’t want you thrusting away too soon.  I’d like to see her sat and suspended.”

Andy listened.   There was some audible movement muffled through his hood, and then he heard a  suppressed squeal.   “Spread her cheeks, Candy.  Oh very nice.   That’s right.  All the way in Leroy.  I know she can take it.   Don’t stop.”  There were squeals from across the room.    “See, I knew she could.” Andy felt desperate.   Only a few feet away, his poor Aunt was being fucked and most probably sodomised by the biggest cock he’d ever seen and he felt powerless to help.   “Now straighten.   That’s right, Leroy, lift her off the floor.   You are a strong boy.   There’s nowhere she can go now.  Let gravity do the work.  Hook, line and sinker,” she said with a chuckle.   “You can bounce her if you want but don’t cum.   You just need to get her stretched for later.   Her arsehole should have a nice gape when you’ve finished.”

Andy heard a series of suppressed yelps.   Aunt Jane was clearly being held by Leroy and was now impaled and hooked on his cock.  Andy felt a slight tug at his neck. He feared that he was about to receive Ashton’s cock.  Someone took Andy’s hand to steady him and then he was guided forward. “Time for you to go, honey,” whispered the familiar female voice.   He heard the door open and then felt his feet back on the smooth corridor carpet.   “You shouldn’t keep your buyer waiting.  Don’t worry about your Auntie.  She’ll be kept ‘happy’.   She’ll be taught a lesson and will be changed lady after tonight when the Sisterhood have finished with her.”

“Candy, get Ashton ready,” he heard Mistress Plug say before the door closed.   “You’ll get your turn but I’m wondering whether she can take a DP.”  Andy’s heart sank.   Poor Auntie. 

The lift doors hissed open and Andy was drawn inside.   Buttons were pushed.  As the lift descended all he could think about was his poor Aunt with that huge cock desecrating her rear.    “Basement Level S,” announced the lift.   He was back in the Service Corridor.  

“This is Miss Andie.  Please take her to this address.”  

“Yes, ma’am.”   There was a different feel to pull on his lead.   A few more steps and the chill night air hit him.