Whispers

For as long as I can remember I have had sexual fantasies.  They vary in degrees of deviance from mild to severe. But my most prevelant fantasy is one that I wish could become more.

It doesn’t matter where I start the fantasy, whether it is work, or home, or play, it all comes down to me, at least two or three men I do not know and occasionally a beautiful fem.  

I love to dress up. We all have that slutty dress that we could only get away with wearing out of town. Mine is black with a slit up the right thigh.  I’ve set out my 5″ mini platform heels, black of course.  Knowing I’ll be on the prowl tonight I pick my sluttiest, yet finest, bra and panties, all topped off with fishnet thigh-highs.

I love the idea of anonymous sex. I haven’t done it before which makes this fantasy even more cumtastic! Before getting dressed I have a few drinks. I’ll need all the liquid courage I can get.  I get a little wet just dreaming about a long night “out”.  Time for the shower.  I must look my best.  I want to make sure my pussy feels all of the pounding so I give her a quick shave to make sure she is baby soft. Even that makes me wet.

As I fix my make-up and hair, I put emphasis on my lips and eyes.  They are my finest assets, aside from my wet pussy and tight ass, that is.  I put my hair up so my long neck is visible, along with the obvious submission tat at my hairline.

There, perfection! and already I feel like I want to come just looking at my body in the mirror.

As I make my way to the limo I generously tip the doorman for his ability to direct me to an night club for professionals. Some of our most successful business men and women are the most deviant.  Maybe because it is so taboo in their world.  After a ten minute drive, the car pulls up to a warehouse.  

There are high-end cars and other limos parked outside but it otherwise appears vacant. The driver makes a quick call on her cell and two heavy metal doors open up and a gentlemen in a fine suit comes to the car and opens the door.  He looks me over and looks at the driver and gives her a nod. He reaches out his hand and guides me into the warehouse.  The music and lighting were off and the decor was lacking.  After walking through a maze of clear plastic dividers I reached a beautiful bar.  It was stocked with only the finest and behind the bar was a beautiful brunette.  She was dressed in a nearly sheer white button up top that was buttoned only halfway. She had a beautiful bra studded with what appeared to be real diamonds. Her boobs were nearly falling out of both the shirt and the bra.  The slim black skirt barely covered her ass and with every bend to reach something from below the bar I could see her ass.  She was stunning.  She poured me a shot of tequila without even asking me what I wanted to drink.  She poured one for herself and we took the shots together. I laughed nervously but she simply walked to the other side of the bar.

There were mostly men at the bar. They all seemed taken with the bartender. When she walked passed me again I asked for a gin and tonic to which she nodded and had it before me in seconds – as if she knew what I was drinking. The men were all so attractive almost as if they were models. Some more rugged than others. Little by little their attention was drawn my way.

Although this was a fantasy, I began to feel self-conscience. One of the men, his eyes blue and his appearance almost cross, came over.  He walked by and around me, as if inspecting. I saw him almost smile as he recognized my submission tatoo.  He sat next to me and waived the bartender to bring me another drink. Now on my fourth drink I felt my nervousness slipping away.

The cross man nodded to another man across the bar. He was tall with a large build, like a professional football player. The large man walked slowly across the bar and stood behind me, also as if inspecting.

I turned to both of them, smiled and said, “Hello.”  Quickly, the cross man leaned in and said, “Don’t fucking speak unless spoken too.”

The large man grabbed me by the hair and said, “Looks like you’ve come to the right place, Bitch.”

The cross man told me to turn to the bar, smile and drink my drinks. I was to sit down until directed to them.  They would send for me with they were ready.

What the hell does that mean? Send for me? Where were they going? I was nervous and wet with anticipation. What kind of place is this. I expected a bar to find a dom male or two.  While this fits that category it goes a bit further than I had fantisized.

I was really feeling the drinks now, almost like something else was in them. Everything seemed to arouse me, the lights, the sounds, everything.

The brunette bartender received a call at the bar and looked up at me.  She hung up the phone, came from behind the bar and took me by the hand. “They are ready for you now.”

I walked with her through another maze of the hanging plastic. As we walked I could hear the moans and screams of sex.  I heard whips and slaps. As we passed through I saw women being fucked mercilessly screaming in both pain and delight.  I saw women tied and suspended while other women ate and licked their wet pussies.

I was so excited. This was live erotica like I have never witnesses. Raw and real. The antcipation of what would be my fate made me nearly cum just imagining. The more we walked, the more my wet lips rubbed together.  I could feel every sensation as my thong had slidded between my cunt lips.

Then we stopped. The bartender turned and told me not to be afraid, that any pain would be rewarded by pleasure like I had never known. She told me I was lucky to be chosen. Then she slid back the plastic curtain.

Before me were the two men from earlier along with four others.  The four men were seated and fully clothed as if there to watch. The cross man and the large man were completely naked.  There was a long table with straps and stirrups. There was a tray with clothes pins, probes, and dildos of different sizes.

I was guided to my knees by the bartender. The cross man came over and slapped me hard across the face. I cried out in pain. “I told you not to speak unless spoken too.  Now you will be punished.” He then shoved is 8″ cock in my mouth.  The bartender grabbed my hair and began shoving my face over his cock.  I couldn’t breath. They were choking me. I was looking around trying to get my bearings all the while sucking his cock off and I see the bartender smiling. The bitch was smiling. I began to gag and he pulled out right before I puked. I dropped to the floor trying to catch my breath.

The large man pulled my up by the hair and moved me to the center of the room.  He ripped my dress off effortlessly. From the tray, he pulled a knife and cut my bra and panties off. He began guiding the knife over my entire body. I began realizing that noone knew I was there. Could they kill me? What have I gotten myself into? He runs the knife over my stockings and catches and pulls them. He puts the knife up and I feel slightly relieved. He grabbs a butt plug off of the table and hands it to the bartender. She applies a lube to it. The large man orders me to squat. The bartender shoves the plug in my ass hard. I fall to my knees and scream in pain. The large man pulls me up and warns me that I should not speak and begins punishing me the same way the cross man had. This time though the cock is massive.  I can hardly get it in my mouth. The corners of my mouth feel lick they are ripping apart. This time he holds my head and fucks my mouth. Again I can’t breath but I’m so aroused by the but plug that I begin to moan. As I maon I can feel is massive cock so far back in my throat. I am gagging trying to breath through my nose but my moaning gets him off.  He begins to groan and I feel him getting bigger as my ass gets tighter around the plug. I knew he was going to blow in my mouth and he does before I have time to take another breath. I take in all of his salty cum while trying to breath.

He picks me up by the hair and guides me to the table. The bartender straps only my left arm then she slips my feet into the stirrups. She grabs the longest probe, something like I’ve never seen before and she begins to run it over my body. The jolt was painful. She rolled it around my nipples, she rolled it around my ass, she rolled it around my clit, that is when I yelled, “No” as she slid it in my cunt. The pain was so bad I thought I would pass out.

The cross one grabbed the clothes pins and clamped my nipples. Then he clamped my thighs, then my cunt lips. Then he came up and clamped my nose. The bartender climed on the table over me and was sitting on my chest. She lifted her skirt and took off her half-buttoned blouse. They ordered me to lick her pussy. I did but I was having trouble breathing with the clamp on my nose. She tasted so good I couldn’t shove my tongue far enough into her pussy. As I sucked on her clit she squeeled with pleasure. I was completely distracted on her lovely cunt when I felt the large man move between my legs. He spun the butt plug, and I moaned again. The cross man pulled the bartender off of me and whipped me with a large belt across my chest. He hit me so hard it knocked the wind out of me and the clothes pins went flying across the room. He then rolled me onto my left side and began fucking my face again. He seemed even bigger than the last time he filled my mouth.

The large man lifted my leg to the side and shoved his cock into my wet pussy. I couldn’t deny my excitement and fear. I was so wet he slid in me so far I screamed in pain. It only made him begin fucking me harder. The bartender walked by the tray and grabbed a large dildo. She covered it in lube and then started rubbing my asshole with it. My ass was already sore from the butt plug that was too big and the sight of the dildo had me thinking it would rip me in half. She and the large man began pulling my ass apart while he was still fucking me hard. His heavy balls smacking into my thigh. Together they shoved the huge didldo in my ass, my scream muted by the cross man’s cock. I felt him ready to blow and he did all over my face and mouth. I did not think my ass would hold up to the huge glass cock in my ass but it became very warm and wet. Then I realized that I was fucking them hard, not the other way around.

The cross man went behind the bartender and began to fuck her from behind as they were fucking me.  I knew I was going to lose control but I was determined not to cum before them.  I began to scream in pain my pussy and ass were spent and stretched beyond anything I felt before. My screams excited them all and that is when I realized we were all cumming. Pain and pleasure, Dom and sub, cock and pussy, all cumming and spraying and screaming in total ecstasy.

When it was over the men were no longer seated and began cheering loudly. I forgot they were there. My dream was there wet dream witnessed in person.

My body may never feel such delight again but I can always hope

This entry was posted on Monday, October 26th, 2009 at 1:31 am and is filed under Fantasies.