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MrPleasureNPain -> The Initiation - Part Two (8/2/2009 9:08:05 AM)
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The Initiation - Part Two - Part one is elsewhere in this journal. -
So the initiation party had gotten off to a rousing start and it promised to be a wild and crazy night. I made my way around the very nice home and tried my survivor phrase German out on the locals. What I found amusing was that not only did the local Germans appreciate somebody trying to speak their language but they took the opportunity to answer back in English, a language that many studied in school. So it worked out nicely both ways. But safe to say that much of the communication that night was non verbal.
The action shifted to a large great room which looked out onto a veranda and pool. Around the great room were a victorian cross, a 'lover's chair', a few benches and tables, 2 cages, the usual couches and armchairs. Music was blasting through a great sound system and the sounds of the 80's, The Police, Crowded House and more provided the backdrop for the wild goings on.
Some were dancing, others with all hands exploring, probing and caressing were essentially having sex standing up. One man had his female sub laid out on a round table. He had pulled up a table, placed the lady's feet up on his shoulders, and was leisurely eating her pussy and tongue fucking her asshole. Back and forth, for a very long time. The sub did not seem to be in the mood to ask him to stop anytime this century.
Over on the couch, Dr Feelgood, who apparently WAS a real MD, was giving lessons and demonstrations on manipulating the famed Grafenburg spot. There was no shortage of volunteer gushers and the ladies were wriggling and squealing with delight as the Doctor did his best via the palpitation of the correct pressure points to get them to gush. Some dribbled a few drops amidst intense orgasms. Others gushed several feet with the experience leaving them breathless and shaking.
One male submissive was tied to the cross and his Domme was working him over with a violet wand. His head was tilted back and he his back arched as the electricity dancing across his genitals provided what I am sure were some interesting sensations.
The lady to be initiated was in the lover's chair. This was a chair made out of red tubular steel with stirrups similar to a gyno table and a bench strategically placed between the stirrups. It allowed the assumption of various positions and facilitated easy access to a variety of holes and pleasure centers. Angel had been strapped to the chair, her legs spread wide and both holes were easily accessible.
Somebody had attached tens unit patches to her nipples, the inside of her inner thighs high up by her pussy and one placed just above her clit. Apparently a mild, rhythmic current was flowing as Angel's hips were gently but regularly moving to the feel of that electric drumbeat.
Other folks had been fastening a very long line of clothespins to her in the longest such chain I had ever seen. The pins were connected by a long string. It reminded me of the world record attempts at toppling dominoes. The string ran up one side of her body, around her breasts, down the the other side and then back to each nipple. Where they were fastened right over the patches for the tens unit.
Others were working her over with a variety of dildoes and vibrators.
She was not allowed to cum under the threat of a severe single tail lashing. One lady was sliding a vibrating egg on the end of a long stalk into Angel's pussy and was leisurely stirring it around and moving it in and out while she alternately sucked on Angel's clit. When Angel would beg permission to cum, everyone would freeze and allow Angel to descend a bit before resuming the erotic torture.
In front of Angel was her husband with two eager subbies playing with him. One was on her knees in front of him feeding upon his cock while the other was on her knees behind him spreading his ass cheeks and tongue fucking his asshole.
Watching all this from her vantage point in the chair, Angel was in a bad way. She was sweating profusely and started to scream for somebody, anybody to fuck her and provide her with some release. "Anybody" , she kept saying over and over in German, "Fuck me, please!!!""" It was an incredibly hot scene to witness.
Her prayers were answered in the form of....Ernst. Ernst's nickname roughly translated to 'Horse Cock' and he certainly lived up to his nick. Roughly 12 inches and as big around as my wrist, Ernst was prepared for action. He moved forward and straddled the seat at the base of the lover's chair. Angel's legs framed him as he studied her prone figure. She was gasping now, her chest was flushed and she was glancing nervously at Ernst's huge cock, not sure if this was an experience to be anticipated or feared.
Two subbies grabbed ahold of Ernst's cock and positioned it at the entrance to Angel's cunt. Everyone stopped to watch this dramatic and even historic occasion. I expected to hear a drum roll. Instead, the sounds of 'Relax' by Frankie Goes to Hollywood thundered through the room. If you've ever seen the video for this song...well this was the perfect soundtrack!
Ernst inched forward just a tad and Angel gasped as the monster cock slid just inside her outer lips. A bit more movement forward now and Angel was beginning to feel her pussy ever so slowly being stretched....to the max. Ernst's breathing increased and he began to slide deeper into Angel's cunt. It was an awesome site...Angel's pussy stretched wide almost seemed to have a life of its own and was grabbing onto the horse cock. Angel looked like she was going to pass out and begged permission to cum. "No, not yet" replied one male Dom and he upped the current on the tens unit as a reminder that she was not to cum unless given permission.
Angel was frantic now...her every muscle seemed to be straining against the straps...her toes were curled..her chest became even redder. Ernst was slowly fucking her ...driving deeper and deeper with each stroke. Angel's husband watched with an obvious delight. He loved to see his wife used like this and wondered if even his fisting her those few times could have matched this sensation.
Ernst began to pile drive now. Grunting loudly, he was seriously driving hard into her, using her legs as leverage. Angel's mouth opened once again and an animal like sound came out that could have been her asking once again for permission to cum. But at that point it barely sounded human.
Then I heard it' 'Yah' said the DungeonMaster and Angel's mouth opened, her body tensed and she began to let out this scream. With that, Ernst could no longer hold on and he literally exploded into her with such force that cum was being forced back out of her cunt around Ernst's cock. At that exact moment the DungeonMaster pulled the cord on the long line of clothespins and they ripped off her body in series.
That moment is suspended in time for me...the imagery...the sounds....the animal sex smell.....Angel's being totally helpless, filled, used and enjoyed ....Ernst pile-driving into her sweating, heaving form....the total debauchery that was going on all around me....that final explosion of orgasmic fury.....incredible.
I knew I had arrived...in Dsland.
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