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.
