Whose Cock Is It?

WHOSE COCK IS IT? - Part 5

Mike and Jeremy were invited by you to assist.

"Time to get you cleaned up for our two winners, Ingrid," you said.

One of the crew lowered a wide spreader bar at the end of a chain suspended from the studio ceiling.

"Sit on the floor, Ingrid," you said. I sat and watched silently as Mike and Professor Higson cuffed my ankles to each end of the bar.

The cuffs were then checked by you and, having met your approval, the direction was given to raise the bar. A motor above whirred again. The chain slowly pulled taut and then, inch by inch, the spreader bar between my ankles lifted off the floor. After fifteen seconds or so the bar reached a height that forced me to lie back on the cold, concrete floor. After thirty seconds I was suspended with just my shoulders and head still on the floor. I felt slightly dizzy and disorientated once my body was completely suspended upside down, but after a minute or so, this passed.

"Make sure you get those cocks nice and clean. Ingrid," you said from behind me as you busied yourself between my legs.

Mike and Jeremy each had a plastic container of disposable wash cloths. They each handed me a cloth and stood close so I could clean their cocks.

"There's so much cum back here I don't need lube," you laughed.

I blushed at your comment and at your fingers spreading my ass cheeks. A cold smooth steel nozzle was then slowly inserted into my ass. The sensation of it caused me to shiver and grip the two cocks harder. Instinctively, I started to masturbate the two men with the wash cloths in my hands. Mike's cock was already hard and Jeremy's grew quickly in my other hand as well.

"Are you getting them nice and clean, Ingrid?"

"Yes, Master," I replied.

"Clean enough to suck again?"

"Yes, Master." I dropped the wash cloths and pulled both cocks close to my mouth.

A sudden warmness seeped into my ass and made me slightly panicked.

"Show me," you said; your face appearing from behind to watch as I sucked each cock in turn. The cameraman stood close, filming everything.

After several minutes I started to feel a little queasy. The liquid in my ass felt like is was flooding me and I became suddenly frantic for you to turn off the tap. My sudden distress clearly aroused Mike and his cock erupted in my mouth. I struggled and pulled his cock from my mouth, but I still had to swallow a mouthful before I could beg you to stop the flow of liquid into my ass. You seemed more concerned that I'd caused Mike to cum on the floor, but you finally obliged and signalled for the chain to be lowered. It felt like an eternity but eventually I was flat on my back on the cold floor. My ankles were released and I was permitted to run to the bathroom.

When I returned I was shackled to the spreader bar again and raised for a second time. As I hung there, I sucked Professor Higson's cock while you gave me a second enema. Ilike the first, it eventually filled me to the point of distress but you ordered me to finish sucking Professor Higson's cock before I'd be released.

He stood close and slowly fucked my face while inspecting my pussy and the nozzle in my ass. My stomach started to cramp and his tongue on my clit irritated me more. I struggled frantically and moaned loudly. Professor Higson must have thought they were moans of pleasure because he quickly ejaculated and filled my mouth with his cum.

Again, I was lowered and I ran as fast as I could to the bathroom. After purging the soapy liquid, I took a moment to wash dried cum from my face and comb my hair with my fingers. When I returned, you, the cameraman, Mike and Jeremy were huddled together, obviously talking about me and discussing what was going to happen to me next.

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