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by Deepdownwannabe » Thu Sep 26, 2024 12:46 pm
DDWHW - Sorry to see the nitpicking again. Nothing we can do about that so I'm not even going to raise an eyebrow. But a shame. So I'll still give the description of what truly was an unreal evening. All through the week my bf was dropping hints this could be unreal and I was to be open to anything, which by now I have grown accustomed to as long as I am with him.
Then I was told it was a themed night. A punishment theme. And each of the men were to bring their women to be sentenced for punishment. I could only agree that I would not disappoint him.
I dressed at his place, knowing I had to look as good as I could so did my best to look sexy. Before we left, he put a collar around my neck with a leash and locked it on me. Somehow I was not surprised. He had a bag in his hand and off we went. The Uber driver had a chuckle but otherwise took us to the beautiful house where almost everyone was there when we arrived. There was mingling upstairs with food and drink and I have to say all the women seemed to approach it like me, trying to look as good as they could. I recognized most everyone there (including the woman who we won with the cut of the cards) and I recognized a few of the men from the poker game.
The hosts welcomed everyone to their annual 'fun night' and explained the rules. Each woman was to be presented by her owner for sentencing where they would draw a card and the woman was sentenced to that device for the evening's play. They had selected one or two extra items than there were women in attendance and everyone would be able to look at the items before the sentencing was to take place. Once the lady was sentenced, her owner would be the one to put her in her device and then he was free for the evening.
I was nervously excited, not knowing what was waiting for us down below. We were told there were three new couples so everyone else had an idea, but of course there was a surprise or two from previous events. I am pretty certain that my bf holding my leash knew I was nervous. Everyone filled their drinks before being led to the basement where I was floored. I had never seen a room like that with all the items. I don't think I even knew the names of some of them as bf led me around on my leash. I had no idea how I would react to any of what I saw in front of me. They seemed to have everything, a St. Andrews Cross, a stocks, a rack, a bench. I knew the names of those. I didn't know what an inversion table was, or a pillory, the rotating wheel or even an isolation box. It almost seemed we had gone back a few centuries. And in a corner there was even a gallows which sent a shock through me. That was probably the strangest sight.
The sentences were done in the order of arrival and we would be seventh out of eight. The home owner told all the men they were to have the women presented as they were to be displayed, which led to all of the women taking off any outer clothes and before I knew it we were all gathered in a semi-circle under the sentencing stand. The hosts went first and she was called to select the card to determine her punishment. She wore a sexy bra and panty set as she took the card and presented it to her husband, the same thing each of us was to do in order. There was a gasp when he simply read out 'bondage bench'. He took her over to the bench, told her to get naked and chained her wrists and ankles to the bench, leaving her completely vulnerable, ass end up. Where she remained through the rest. That was the process. Over the next thirty minutes we watched a topless woman be locked to an inversion table and it was swung upside down. Another was completely naked, her owner using a gag he had brought, locking her in an isolation box. She was to see nothing over the course of the evening, just hear and imagine it in complete darkness and loneliness. Them woman we had won? She found herself completely naked, attached to the St. Andrews cross, spread open completely.
There were only four left at that point, each of us getting nervous as we got closer. The next was the stocks, her owner locking the wood in place as she crouched over it, her arms held to her sides. The woman in front of me was put in a pillory, leaning forward, wrists and ankles pulled to the side, her breasts hanging down.
When I was called I looked around seeing what my future held. A stocks, a stand alone cage, a rotating wheel and the gallows. I did not want that. i was almost shaking as he announced the cage. He brought over the bag from our place and pulled out a gag to keep me silent. And I was told to remove my bra and panties before he placed me in there. I stepped in where my wrists were fastened to the sides and that was my position for the next few hours. I was unable to touch myself as I watched everything happen in front of me. Including the woman behind me get strapped to the rack and stretched out completely vulnerable.
That was the scene, the eight women in various positions of vulnerability as the eight men sauntered about, touching this woman, feeling that woman. I was groped, hands reaching through the steel bars of the cage. I was fondled. But I could never climax. Instead I watched the men walk the room at their leisure. Then the woman in the stocks had a cock in her mouth, the same for the one in the pillory. The first woman fucked was on the bench, and she was taken more than once. The same for the other women with access. It was becoming apparent there was a denial aspect to this game, some women were being pleasured frequently while others (like me) were just teased. I watched my bf fuck the woman in the stocks, grabbing her from behind and taking her as he wanted. All while looking at me.
To say I was worked up when I was released would be an understatement. No doubt as the other women in denial probably were. It was torture for me seeing all that and when we got home, I was asked which one I would have chosen if given a choice. I said maybe the stocks at which point he fucked me where I could finally have an orgasm. As I said, it was quite a night. DDWHW
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