Date: Mon, 08 May 2006 23:17:44 +1000
From: katie slutwhore <handjobexpert@hotmail.com>
Subject: Katie Caged (bi mmf, encounters)

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Don't read it if ya not meant to! <3 to Nifty!

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'Katie Caged' - Slave Katie

I didn't think places like this actually existed, or if they did, I figured
Berlin, San Francisco, Amsterdam, some other den of sin, sodomy and
vice....but Melbourne?  Well, there I was so there you go.

To be fair the `dungeon' I was housed in was just a converted brick garage
on a half-acre block in the inner eastern suburbs, not actually within the
bowels of some gothic castle.  But it is quite surprising what you can do
with some velvet hangings, soft leather couches/benches obviously taken from
a home gym, mood lighting and the like.

I was in a cage, covered with a dark blanket that didn't - a little bit to
my astonishment - smell of either sweat or dog. I could obviously see
nothing, and not feel much; if I reached out to the front, sides, behind and
even above me I could feel the metal bars and beyond the rough cotton of the
blanket.  Beneath me some kind of pillow was making things a little more
comfortable for my arse, which was welcome, given that Mistress Cassandra
had already given me a general `I'm horny so you bleed' beating this
afternoon.  Not that I mind or even am I complaining, gosh no!  My cunt
drips just at the thought of those afternoon before a big night out torture
sessions.  However if I was going to sit in the dark I preferred to relax
and meditate, all the better to keep my body in pristine condition to please
whoever required it tonight.

Perched cross-legged on my pillow I sat there, my hands on my knees, my back
straight, my head resting against the bars behind me.  The cage itself was
resting on the floor but the pillow insulated me from the cold.  Because I
was approaching naked.  Not quite of course, but close enough.  I did have
boots and black, elbow length latex gloves on.   A cheap latex zip-up corset
was tightly enclosed around my waist, ending just below my breasts, leaving
them on show for the whole world, or the invitees to this party at any rate,
to see.  And of course I wore a tight black leather collar with a d-ring
attached around my throat.

Mistress Cassandra had told me that we were going to a swinger's party some
weeks ago but I wasn't exactly sure what the whole deal was.  A slavecunt's
place is not to question.  I hadn't actually seen much of the venue, guests
or our hosts. As soon as we'd got here I'd been bustled into the
dungeon-cum-garage, divested of my coat and locked in the cage which was
then covered in it's darkened shroud.  From the sounds of it there was a
fairly -- excuse the pun -- swinging party going on in the main house
adjacent.  Mistress Cassandra had told me a little about it; she'd come
across these apparently regular parties via good old internet dating, we'd
both been invited, it sounded fun and the couple organizing it were
apparently well off and both pretty attractive.  Sounded good to me.
Although pretty much everything she says sounds good to me.  My Goddess
could say `Katie eat this plate of cow shit' and it'd sound good to me,
lolz!

I'm not sure how long I spent sitting in the dark, breathing deeply,
focusing on stretching my muscles and generally enjoying the feeling of my
body being awake and warmed up.  It was at least an hour, quite probably
more.  But eventually I heard the door to the `dungeon' opening and couple
of male voices coming in.  `Is she here?' `Yeah, under the blanket', `Man,
this is gonna be sick'.

They sounded young.  I allowed myself a small giggle before I saw light
filter in as hands gripped the cloth from the outside and pulled it from
over my cage.  I slipped on a sexy smile and looked up to...oh my!  Two
boys, one in an oversized pair of boxers, looked about my age (late teens)
blonde, tanned, looked sporting a decent sized hard-on beneath the silk and
pictures of Homer Simpson.  Not bad.  His companion, however...fuck!  Words
like `greek god' and `adonis' come to mind.  I usually dismiss guys who oil
their hair, shave their bodies and spent fifty million hours a week in the
gym as kind of faggy, but well, kind of faggy is actually a bit of a turn-on
you know.  He was tall, chiseled, olive skin, dark hair, late 20s, piercing
eyes.  He was wearing nothing but tight leather pants and a latex chest
harness.  He looked like some guy from a gay leather porn movie, or my
fantasy of one anyway.  And I was hoping that wasn't a cucumber stuck in his
trousers.

It wasn't. He flopped it straight out, a good thick, semi hard 6 inches,
nice and with growth potential.  He was obviously experienced and not shy
too.  Good.  I like it when someone takes charge of me.  He stepped up to
the cage, poked his semi through the bars and said `what are you waiting for
bitch? Suck!'  It was all I could do to hasten to oblige, giving him my
customary initial deep throat with slutty `I'm such a bad girl' eyes looking
up and oooooh, he just stayed impassive, his eyes saying `I'm not impressed,
keep blowing me you slut'.  I was in love! I reached up to fondle his balls
and slipped back to just keeping the head in my mouth, working my tongue in
a circular motion, my other hand risking a quick tug on my freshly pierced
right nipple before reaching out to balance myself on the bars and draw
myself closer.

Blondie now had his cock out and was wanking it.  I took my leather boy's
cock out of my mouth for a second to say `come here and poke that through
honey' before returning to the job at hand.  My hand enclosed leather boy's
shaft and I worked my mouth up and down, swirling my tongue around the
shaft, coating it with saliva.  Once he was in range I gripped blondie with
my spare hand and started vigorously pulling him off.

I've never understood before in porno movies how girls can have a few cocks
in front of them and swap back and forth between them, using hands and
mouth, going from one to the other and maybe a third.  When I have a cock in
front of me I like to give it my full attention, pleasure it until it shoots
it's cream then do it again, and if I'm lucky a third time. I'm a
dick-milker by heart really.  And this isn't the first time I've sucked off
a few guys at the same time, but it was the first time I got the whole
smorgasbord-appeal of swapping back and forth, getting these shafts nice and
wet and hard.  Blondie was a fucking monster.  I could now see why a kid
like this - seemingly a dime a dozen on the `dating' site we used - got
invited to this apparently `select' event.  Not every eighteen year old
possessed something almost as long as a 30-centimeter ruler and cut like a
rock.  Leather pants wasn't quite as big, but boy was he fucking thick.  I'd
have lips like that freak dude from Aerosmith by the end of this!

We continued like that for a while, me using every dick-pleasuring trick I
knew or could remember from the vast amount of porn I've watched.  Their
dicks were coated with my saliva, strands of which hung from their tools to
my lips, hands, and dripped to the floor.  Wet is better.  And the cool
leather of my heels was certainly helping my cunt stay wet in the same way
as I knelt before them.  The boys responded in kind, fucking my throat til I
gagged, choking me, grunting, groaning, calling me names.  Leather pants was
the rougher but blondie followed his lead, and so all it took was one slap
in the face from leather pants to get them both violently pulling my hair,
pinching my breasts and pulling on my nipple rings, even grabbing my throat
and using my collar to pull me face first into the bars, leaving what I'm
sure were sexy dents in my forehead.

I could feel these boys' balls tightening, they were needing some sexing.
Once again leather pants took the lead.  Slipping the latch on the cage he
lifted the lid and pulled me bodily out - strong, I like that.  He lowered
me to the ground, letting me go about a foot from the carpet so I landed
painfully.  Gripping me by the collar, I was then dragged, well, I helped a
lot, over to a leather-covered bench that I'm pretty sure was part of a home
gym at some point.  Shoving me in the direction of the bench, he commanded
`on there, on your back, now' and I eagerly obeyed.

Blondie came around the front of me, saying `I'm going first' and with that
he finally stepped out of those ridiculous boxers and spread my legs.
Grabbing a condom from a pile on a side table he slipped it on but it only
made it halfway up the shaft.  I should've made him wear a second one in
case of breakage but was too horny by this point.  Naughty naughty.  Don't
do this kids.  Straddling the bench and gripping my knees, Blondie slipped
his long, rock hard shaft right up into my dripping wet cunt, balls deep
right away. `Oh HOLY FUCKKK! YEEESSS!!!!' I cried.  I didn't know I went
that deep!  And he was so fucking hard! It was like he had a fucking didlo
under the skin there or something!  He started thrusting in me eagerly,
long, slow, deep strokes.  It felt fucking wonderful and my booted feet
entwined about his butt, encouraging him in deeper.

I suddenly felt strong hands grip my ears and tilt my head back, forcing it
over the lip of the bench so I was in effect looking up, although from my
horizontal position it was more, I guess, backwards? Who knows, my view was
soon obstructed by a thick cock protruding from leather pants, which pushed
past my lips and slipped down my throat. I didn't have any time to relax and
choked a bit before accepting it properly and trying to work him with my
throat muscles by swallowing around him.

Blondie built up his thrusts, seemingly getting - if it was even possible -
deeper into me.  I was well and truly being spit-roasted now. This wasn't
all occurring in silence, with the various grunts, groans, 'yeahs', heavy
breathing and my choking noises, but if you've seen a porno movie you know
what slightly self-conscious group sex sounds like.  Leather pants would've
made this little scene into a great addition to any movie though.  He
removed his cock from my mouth, trailing saliva that he wiped off on my
face, then stepped over to me, lowering his balls to my mouth.  I knew what
to do and within seconds I was tonguing and sucking, being careful not to do
it too sharp but leaving a nice consistent suction on his balls, even as it
felt like my face was being suffocated by leather.

After a few minutes of this he stepped off and again gave me his cock to
lick.  I was thinking, or the inner porno director in my head was at any
rate, that they'd probably try and do one in the pink, one in the stink now.
But god no was I wrong, and I was in for one of the hottest surprises I've
had so far!  Walking around behind blondie, leather pants rolled on a condom
and picked up some lube from the same side table.  He lightly tapped blondie
on the arse, and blondie lifted himself off me, edging me forward and
pushing my knees up to my chest, so my arse rolled up at more of an angle. I
got the hint and braced my knees with my hands, shifting my center of
gravity on the bench so blondie could then fuck me in a hunched-over
standing position.  I saw leather pants rubbing some lube on his finger
before blondie's cock re-entering me sent everything a bit grey at the edges
for a few seconds, the next thing I know the thrusting had stopped however,
and blondie's cock was kind of just twisting and pulsing inside me.  I
looked up to see what was going on and it only took me a second to work it
all out.  Leather pants had one hand on blondie's shoulder and from my
perspective the other disappeared behind his back. From the look of bliss on
blondie's face and the way he was gyrating his hips, I figured that those
lubed up fingers were exploring his anus.

This was getting fucking hot and I didn't dare hope it was going where I
suspected, and where it looked like, it was going next.  I tried to stay as
still as possible and concentrated on manipulating blondie's cock with the
muscles in my pussy. 'You ready?' leather pants asked, and blondie bit his
lip and nodded, pushing deeper into me...here it was, oh fucking god...I
felt it from inside me as blondie pushed forward! At the same time, he
groaned and leather pants cried out 'oh yeah, take it, you faggot!', at
which point I assumed his cock was slipping into blondie's tight man-hole.
I'm no stranger to anal, or even DP's, so I knew some of the pleasure
blondie must be feeling right now. And I can imagine what having a tight
arse on your dick must have been feeling like to leather pants.

The fucking resumed in earnest. Blondie's thrusts took on a hard, rapid
pistoning action into me, I felt like I was gradually going to be bounced
off the end of the bench! I gripped tight with my arse, and the contractions
in my cunt caused blondie to thrust faster. Bouncing as he was back and
forth on leather pant's rod he was now groaning loudly, and leather pants
had his hands gripping him by the shoulders, thrusting in perfect rhythm. My
suspicions about him being faggy were right and this leather god obviously
knew how to fuck, perfectly balancing out blondie's inexpert enthusiasm.

I was somewhat quiet, biting my lip, watching my tits, squashed flat by my
boots, bounce as blondie's and, by the transmission through our joined
flesh, leather pants' thrust rippled through my body. I was trying to stay
balanced but working my way to one absolute motherfucker of an orgasm.
Between blondie's massive cock pounding me, my own hornyness at the
situation of being fucked by total strangers, hopefully only the first of
many for that night, and the unbelievable hornyness of seeing a guy take a
dick in the arse, something I'd fantasized about often but never actually
seen in the flesh, so to speak, my cunt was pulsing in an out rapidly,
beating faster almost than my heart. I couldn't take it any longer and with
a great cry I bucked and came, rolling slightly to the side, I upset
everybody's rhythm as I threw out my right arm and leg to stop myself
falling from the bench. The boys stopped but blondie left his cock in me as
I bucked and came, my orgasms going all multiple and passing from on to
another in quick succession.

Almost before I got my breath back leather pants was at the top of the bench
again, and dragging me upright by my hair, he practically hurled me across
the room where I tripped and bounced off a couch, falling to my hands and
knees in front of it.  A hand gripped my collar and pulled me upright, and I
only needed one glance at both my boys jerking their cocks in their tightly
enclosed fists to know what was going on. I sat on my haunches, tilted my
hair back, opened my mouth, and lifted my breasts up with my hands. Almost
before I'd assumed the position their cum started landing in warm, sticky
spurts, flooding out of the ends of their cocks in an almost constant stream
and dripping onto my face and upright tits. It made the perfect ending to
our little porno-scene here in the `dungeon'.  Leather pants reached over
and started milking blondie, and I came a little all over my feet. The way
he had to control the situation was so goddamn hot. Before I knew it, before
I even had time to catch my breath and properly thank them, blondie was
shoving his cock gingerly back into his shorts. Leather pants was happy to
let his deflating dick hang free, but he reached down, roughly hauled me to
my feet by my collar and hair, and pushed me across the room to my cage. I
was practically tipped into it and the lid was slammed closed, the latch
snapping home. The cloth was pushed back into position and I heard their
retreating footsteps as I got comfortable again.

Sitting in the darkness I had time to get comfortable again and stretch out.
Touching the cum and licking some off my fingers, rubbing the rest on my
corset (I find stains so sexy). I then lay back in the darkness and listened
to the sounds of the party going on outside, which showed no signs of having
even progressed to the 'hot tub' stage. The night was yet young and I looked
forward to being used during a good part of it. Shifting a little to get
comfortable in the darkness, I lay back, resumed my deep breathing and began
to play idly with my still super wet cunt. Well, nothing to do but lean back
and enjoy it then...