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 Lucerne - Chapter 4

   You untie me from the table and help me to my feet.  I reach up to
remove my blindfold, but you quickly grab my wrists and pin them behind my
back, tying them together.  Taking my leash in hand you lead me towards the
stairs.  My steps are hesitant at first, but I know I can trust you not to
let me fall.  Down the steps we go, quickly reaching the level with the
door that opens onto the top of the wall.  Even though it's summer, the air
is cool on my body and I shiver as you lead me across.  As we pass the
threshold into the third tower I feel relief to be relatively warm again.
You lead me up this set of stairs to the top floor and we move across the
room.  You start to slow my progress and I feel something in my path.  It's
waist high and seems to be metal, perhaps a bar or a pipe.

   You halt my progress and order me to spread my feet, which I do
promptly. I feel cuffs being buckled around my ankles.  I test to see how
far I can move my feet and the answer is "not at all." You order me to lean
forward, which I do until my torso is parallel to the floor.  You stop me.
I feel a tug on my collar and hear a click.  I've been secured to something
that keeps me from moving my head: up, down, left, or right.  I am
uncertain, but intrigued and wait both eagerly and anxiously to find out
what will happen next.

   I hear footsteps on the stairs and I start to panic.  We've been caught,
and I am certain that this won't end well.  I begin to whimper as I
struggle and squirm in an attempt to escape and am confused by the jerking
of my collar and the firm "NO!" that I hear from you.  The footsteps get
closer and closer and I become more and more concerned.  Finally, I can
tell by the sound that whoever this is has reached the top.  I hear the
footsteps cross the room towards me.  Neither you nor this other person
says a word.  A hand slaps my ass, then another hand on the other cheek.  I
don't know if it's you or our mystery visitor.  As the slapping of my ass
continues, additional hands begin to roam over my body.  The strength and
texture of the hands suggest that both people are male.  So, definitely
you, but who else is here?  Why are you letting this happen to me?

   The roaming hands move towards my crotch and begin to rub between my
legs.  I become turned on by this.  The recurring slaps on my ass get me
even more aroused.  Then, all contact stops.  I feel the tip of a cock
pressing into my cunt.  I'm really hoping it's yours.  Slowly at first,
then building up steam, the man behind me begins to rock in and out of my
cunt.  The tempo increases further and the thrusts become stronger. 
Meanwhile, hands begin to untie my gag.  As the cloth is pulled from my
mouth, I attempt to ask what is happening, and why, but a hand slaps me
across the face.  I open my mouth to protest and the tip of another cock
presses in.  I hear your voice tell me, "suck it." I begin to blow the man
in front of me, flicking and swirling my tongue around the head of his
dick, all the while being pounded from behind.  I moan as the pounding
becomes harder, slamming my cunt with each stroke.  This feels so good.

   Then I hear your voice, ordering me not to cum under any circumstances.
I am frustrated by this, but have decided at this point that it's best to
obey you.  I focus on the cock in my mouth and put all my will power into
holding off an orgasm.  The dick in my twat slams ever harder and the man
at my face begins to rock his hips, fucking my throat.  The two cocks slide
in and out of me, in completely different rhythms, each man focused on his
own pleasure and oblivious to the movements of the other.  The dick in my
mouth pulls back a bit, and I taste the semen on my tongue.  Shortly
thereafter, the man between my legs cums too.  I have succeeded in staving
off my own orgasm.  As the cock in my mouth slides out, I hear you tell me
not to speak.  Both dicks pull out of me and I hear movement as the two of
you switch places.

   The new cock in my mouth tastes of my pussy and I eagerly lick it,
savoring the taste.  The other man presses his dick against my taint, but
moves up, rather than down, and slides into my asshole.  I jump somewhat in
surprise, as much as is possible given my restraints.  I hear you again
tell me not to cum.  I'm still uncertain as to who is where.  The initial
pain of having my asshole entered begins to subside and I discover that
this is quite the pleasant sensation.  It becomes more and more difficult
to hold back my climax.  With one of you fucking my face and the other
pounding my ass, I get closer and closer.  I nearly cum, but at the last
second remember that I am not yet allowed to and manage to hold off. 
Harder and faster, both cocks slide in and out of me, still working at
different tempos.  It is quite the puzzling, but intriguing sensation.

   I am so close to cumming, and working desperately not to do so.  You
hear me whimper, clearly begging you to let me finish.  "No.  Not yet," you
say and I whimper again, this time expressing my frustration.  Again I feel
one man cum, and then the other.  I have still not been given permission,
but I can't hold back any longer.  I cum and cum hard, pushing the man
behind me out, as the man at my face moves back.  A hand comes down full
force on my ass, and again on the other side.  "You were given clear
instructions.  Now there will be consequences."