Jeff, my boyfriend, always has something unique and special in store for me
on my birthday. One year, he took me out for ice cream....little did I know
that he'd arranged to have the ice cream parlor closed early. Let's just
say we didn't need waffle cones!  Or there was the time he took me
miniature golfing.  My slutty mouth and juicy cunt were the 19th and 20th
holes that night...

It's very exciting the other 364 days of the year too...both reminiscing
(and re-enacting) the events of the past birthdays, and anticipating what
my surprise will be for the next birthday!

This year, Jeff met me at the door when I came home from work.  He led me
to the couch and poured two glasses of wine.  We sipped at the wine and he
asked me how my day had gone.  As he massaged my shoulders, I told him
about the little party my friends had thrown for me at the office, and
about all I'd done that day.  After a second glass of wine, I was feeling
very lightheaded...exactly the way Jeff likes me.

It wasn't too long before he led me upstairs.  So...nothing extravagant or
wild this year, I reflected with only mild disappointment.  Oh
well...Jeff's eight inch cock was a terrific treat any day of the year, and
I was already salivating at the thought of getting it in my mouth and later
in my wet pussy.

I had by this time "resigned" myself to a bout of regular lovemaking...me
on my knees, then on my back...but Jeff had other things planned.  Lying on
our neatly made, four poster bed were some of my favorite items--several
lengths of nylon rope, the cat o' nine tails and a blindfold.  Jeff began
undressing me, down to my black lace thong panties and matching 36-D demi
bra which scarcely contained my silver dollar sized nipples.  Then he put
me in position.

First he set me on the edge of the bed and told me to lie back.  Then he
tied each of my feet in turn to the posts at the foot of the bed, very high
up on the posts so that my ass was even with the edge of the bed, and fully
exposed.  Then he tied one of the longer pieces of rope securely around my
right wrist, and secured the other end to the corresponding head post.  He
repeated this with my left wrist, leaving me stretched out and very
helpless.

The blindfold was next...then Jeff surprised me by fitting ear plugs in my
ears!  My senses of sight and sound were now taken away, leaving me to
wonder what would be next.  Perhaps I'd soon feel the insistent prodding of
my boyfriend's throbbing cock at one of my three openings....or maybe it
would be the sting of the whip across my fully exposed asscheeks.  Or maybe
his tongue...

But none of these things happened, even as several minutes of darkness and
silence passed.  I did notice it getting cooler...Jeff must have turned the
air conditioning WAY down.  My nipples were responding appropriately and
practically poking through the lace material of my demi bra.  I also had
the sense of movement around me, but I wasn't sure.  The waiting....the
anticipation....it was all making me VERY horny!  I hoped that I would feel
my panties being pulled aside, my cunt exposed to a merciless fucking!  But
still...nothing!  By this time I had a sense that I was alone in the room.

Boy, was I wrong!

The first sensation was that of a hand softly grabbing my leg.  I think I
must have yelped at the physical contact, after having been kept devoid of
my senses for so long.  Then another hand grabbing my left breast.  THEN
ANOTHER caressing my stomach...another on my thigh...yet another rubbing
the bottom of my foot.  Now both my tits were being groped...my thighs...my
arms...my feet...another hand caressing my face very softly.  I counted at
least four pairs of hands...though I could be wrong, as multiple orgasms,
such as the one I was now having, can have a tendency to impair rational
thought.  I just kept cumming and cumming...and my cunt hadn't been so much
as TOUCHED!

Then the hands stopped --all at once.  As soon as I was able to catch my
breath I begged for "More please..." but my plea fell on deaf ears
(including my own!) as I was once again ignored for several minutes which
seemed like hours.  I reflected on my "predicament".  I was in the company
of at least four men, maybe more, and tied up completely helpless and
entirely exposed save for my bra and panties (which of course didn't hide
much!)  Further, I had no idea if Jeff was even still here?  I doubted that
he'd leave me alone with a room full of strange men...that brought up
another question.  WHO was there with me?  Jeff's friends?  Or complete
strangers?  Either way, it was a little bit scary...yet extremely
exciting!!!

"Who's there?" I croaked, even though I knew I wouldn't be able to hear an
answer.  I got one anyway--CRACK! the sudden, silent sting of the whip
across my asscheeks.  "OWWWWWWW!!!!!" It wasn't repeated, and the
inactivity resumed.

I began to get a little anxious.  "Jeff?  Are you there?  Please ans--"
CRACK!!! More stinging pain across my ass, then inactivity again.  I
fidgeted as the burning tapered off.

Sensation again, as I felt the toes of my left foot being nibbled and
sucked on.  I immediately thought of Jeff's friend Eric, who the guys were
always teasing about his "foot fetish".   I murmured his name aloud, and
the nibbling stopped.

"No, you don't have to s-"  CRACK! the whip sent sparks of pain through my
ass again!  Then the toe-nibbling resumed, and was joined by a tongue
snaking its way between the toes on my right foot.  I'd figured out one of
the rules, at least...any attempts to figure out my predicament or the
identity of my "assailants" would be met with punishment.  As the two
mouths working on my feet were joined by two more sucking and nibbling my
fingers, and another two! nibbling at my ears, I tested my new theory by
exclaiming, in the most shocked voice I could muster (I hoped), "Ohmigod!
SIX of you?"  Sure enough, my oral assailants withdrew, and I was again
treated to the cat o' nine tails across my ass.

This had possibilities.  "Mmmmm...so who are your five friends, Jeff?" I
murmured sweetly, hoping for another stroke of the whip on my sexy ass.  It
didn't come.  A whole minute dragged by, with nothing whatsoever.

"What's the matter? Between the six of you, there's gotta be ONE who's man
enough to tame my ass!"  I steeled myself for the ass-whipping which I
hoped was now inevitable.

I got it across my tummy instead.  Not once--not twice--three times,
squarely targeting my belly, with a lot more force than had been used on my
ass.  White-hot pain shot across my midsection, and I howled and actually
teared up, moistening the blindfold a little.  The message was
clear--ATTEMPTS TO MANIPULATE YOUR SITUATION WILL NOT BE TOLERATED.  As
well as the message I got as I felt the whip dragged across my semi-exposed
breasts: FUCK WITH US AGAIN, AND YOU'LL GET IT ACROSS THE TITS, BITCH.
Then the six mouths resumed, all at once, on my extremities.

Being nibbled and licked like that was an incredible turn-on!  I shuddered
as waves of pleasure shook my bound body, while at the same time my mind
raced, trying to figure out who might be "out there" pleasuring and
tormenting me.  My as-yet untouched cunt was throbbing--I'd already cum
numerous times--and I could feel how soaked my thong was!

At one point, the person nibbling and sucking on my right ear got a little
too carried away, and the earplug popped out.

"Oops!" came a giggling voice, very mellow--somewhat familiar--and
unmistakably female!--as the earplug was carefully replaced.  Here was a
possibility that had never even crossed my mind!  I'd assumed that all of
my "assailants" were male...but at least one was a woman!  Maybe more....of
course, being Terri, I didn't mind at all!

All the nibbling, sucking and licking had ceased when the earplug had
fallen out.  For a few minutes, there was no activity.  At least, none that
I could sense.  I waited, half anticipating more strokes with the whip, but
it didn't happen.  At least, not to me...

Of course I couldn't see or hear what happened next, but I can tell you
what I felt and what I'm pretty sure happened.  First I felt the movement
of someone climbing on to the bed with me.  Then lying down on top of me.
The hair hanging in my face, and the telltale smallish boobs squashed
against my own "biggish" ones, told me that this was a woman, very likely
the one whose voice I'd heard.  She was fully dressed, as I was able to
feel the button of her jeans, cold on my skin just below my belly button.

Presently she lifted her waist off me slightly, and I felt all of her
weight on my chest and my shoulders.  Her hands were busy down below, and I
realized that she was undoing her jeans.  A moment later she began kissing
me, first on the lips, then her tongue was prodding insistently.  I opened
my mouth and returned the kiss, as she began grinding against me.  Whoever
she was, she really knew what she was doing!  I could hear and feel her
moaning and occasionally screaming into my mouth, but she never broke the
kiss.  As we frenched, I wondered.  Was she being fucked right now, as she
lay on top of me fucking my mouth with her tongue?  Was she getting fucked
by Jeff?  I also had the distinct feeling that I was missing something.

Then I figured out what it was.  Her hands!  She wasn't doing anything to
me with her hands...nor was she using her hands to support herself.  She
was just dead weight on top of me!  Having had dozens of men and women on
top of me and kissing me throughout my lifetime, I knew that this was very
irregular.  Rather, it felt as if her hands were off to the sides...being
held down?  Suddenly, it occurred to me.  The girl wasn't being fucked "out
there"...she was being WHIPPED!  The screams and moans I felt more than
heard...her body tensing up every few seconds...it all made sense.  She was
being punished for the fiasco with the earplug!  And, from what I can tell,
she was getting it pretty hard and long.  The kissing never let up though,
until I felt the pressure of her on top of me ease up (they'd stopped
holding her down?) and then she slowly got off of me, by way of the foot of
the bed.

After a moment of inactivity, one of my earplugs was pulled out again, and
I heard a hushed voice.  "Happy birthday, Terri!"  I couldn't tell for
certain, but I was pretty sure it was the same voice I'd heard before, the
woman whom (I assumed) had been flogged for the earplug blunder.

"Thanks..."  I almost began asking questions, but thought better of it.

Seeming to sense my curiosity, she whispered again.  "I'll bet you have
questions you'd like to ask me."

This surprised me.  "I...is that allowed?"

"Well, you just presumed enough to ask one, honey...."  In my mind's eye, I
could see my unseen narrator nodding to one of the other men (women?)
present, whichever one was wielding the cat o' nine tails.  Sure
enough...CRACK! squarely across my right thigh...a single stroke, not
repeated.

"YEOWW!!!!" I cried.  Whoever was behind the whip was doing an excellent
job!

"Now..." she continued, still speaking low enough that I couldn't place her
voice, "you may ask as many questions as you like.  Each question will cost
you a whipping.  The number of lashes will be doubled each time.  Are you
ready dear?  By the way you're up to two lashes since you already asked a
question."

I didn't have to think at all.  "Who all is here?"

The whisper came back immediately, gleefully.  "Oh...didn't I mention that
only yes/no questions are allowed?"  She hadn't...but that didn't stop the
whip from cracking down, once on my ass, once on my belly.  The bitch...

Immediately, I asked the question I really needed to know the answer to.
"Is...is Jeff here?"

"Jeff is not presently in this room," came the soft, cooing reply, spoken
in that tone of voice that people use when they've succeeded in answering a
question in an extremely useless manner, without resorting to lying.

Not presently in the room!  That could mean anything!  (CRACK! a direct hit
on my lower leg)  He could have just stepped out of the room  (CRACK!! my
upper thigh was next, OHGODTHATSTINGS)  or he might be GONE... (CRACK!
across my tummy OOOOOOOOHHHHHH) ...one more to go but WHERE will they
(CRACK!!!!! across my ass....) "AIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!" I shrieked.

They paused before asking me if I had any more questions.  Obviously
wanting my curiosity, not my pain, make the decision for me.  And I just
couldn't help myself.

I knew exactly what I wanted to ask, and yet I was afraid to ask...and only
partially because of the whipping I knew I'd get.  "Is everyone here
someone whom I know?"

As soon as the question left my lips, I knew that either way, the answer
would make me feel like a humiliated, depraved slut.

And I wasn't disappointed.  "Yes, Terri."  A conclusive answer!  "Everyone
here with you tonight is someone whom you know."

I was shocked.  "You mean--YOU'RE someone that I know...and see every day?"

As the whipping began, the girl laughed.  "You know us all.  Didn't I just
say that?  Seems like a waste of a question...but it's your ass, not mine."

"Please," I tried to explain, "I just...YEOWW!!! Was just surprised by the
answer.....YEOWW!!! I didn't mean that as a question...."

But my tormentor ignored me.  She did elaborate on the question, at least,
making it not completely wasted:  "You know all of us, Terri.  In some
cases, maybe only in passing, as a friend of a friend, or an acquaintance
of an acquaintance.  A current lover--"  My mind briefly summarized a few
of the men I worked with, with whom I'd adjourned after work for cocktails
and cocksucking...(ohmigod, I hope Jeff's NOT in the room) "or an
ex-lover...In other cases, maybe someone whom you see every day...and who
will see YOU every day, in quite a new light, from now on....  Starting
tomorrow, you'll be going through life wondering....everyone you talk to,
you'll be asking yourself, is this one of them?"  As I gritted my teeth
through eight cracks of the whip, mostly across my thighs and ass this
time, I puzzled over who this woman might be, and who else might be in the
room.

"And now," the unseen woman explained, "you have 16 more coming for that
last question."  I then felt hands--hers?--snaking underneath me and
undoing my bra, and pulling it off of me.  I heard it hitting the wall.
("Why are you taking my bra off????" I had the sense not to ask...barely.
Besides I already knew the answer...)

Then that girl's mouth descended on my bared breasts, sucking and teasing
my nipples one after the other.  She squeezed each of them lovingly.

"Mmmmmm Terri...what lovely tits you have.  So firm...so huge..."  She
moved away.  "So untouched by this whip...."

My beautiful tits!  "No....please don't...anything else but that...please
NOT MY TITS...ohmigod JEFF....PLEASE DON'T LET THEM....OH JEFF ARE YOU
H--MMMMFFFFF MMMMMM  MMMMFFFFFFFFFFF!!!!!"  A cloth was roughly shoved in
my mouth at this point.  I immediately recognized the taste of cunt juices,
and realized that a pair of panties, most likely those of my tormentor, had
been used to gag me.

"There, Terri.  Suck on that for a while.  After all, we wouldn't want you
to blurt out another dumb question and earn 32 lashes, now would we?"  I
fervently shook my head NO, even as I continued to beg for mercy through
the gag.

"Don't worry, Terri.  The whip won't leave any marks..."  Being intimately
familiar with the cat o' nine tails, I was well aware of this.  Somehow, it
did little in the way of comforting me at this point in time.

WHAP!!!! the first lash connected squarely across my right breast.  I
screamed into the panty gag.  The second swipe of the whip went to my left
tit, as did the third.  Excruciating pain from my extremely sensitive
nipples brought more tears to my covered eyes.  Then, back to my neglected
right breast, this time on the underside of my tit.  The fifth stroke
landed neatly in the valley between my breasts...then the whipping
mercifully stopped.  Although I couldn't see, I sensed that the whip was
being passed to another of my unseen assailants.

The next five lashes of the whip covered my left leg, from my upper thigh
down to, and including, my foot.  I merely gritted my teeth through my
mouthful of panties, which were by now soaked with my saliva.  The leg
whipping hurt like hell, sure, but was a picnic compared to the agony of
having my poor titties targeted with the whip.

"Six more to go, dear Terri..."  Then a long pause.  Then....CRACK!!!
Terri's titties once again in a world of pain...CRACK!!! Ohmigod my nipple
it HUR...CRACK!!!! OHHHHHHH HURTSHURTSHURTS...CRACK!!! Please...CRACK!!!!!!
Please Jeff MAKE THEM STOP FUCK IT HURTS SO MUCH.....Oh god was that five
or was it six I can't remember...in all the excitement I can't tell so
Terri babe I guess you gotta ask yourself one question DO YOU FEEL LUCKY
ohmigod the pain it's driving me delirious please let me put some ice or a
cool washcloth six six sixsixsix oh thank got that must have been six...for
gods sake terri keep your dumb mouth shut and don't ask any more
quest--CRACK!!!!   aggggghhhhhh
ohmypoorpoornipplepleasePLEASEletthatbeallnomorequestionsNOMOREQUESTIONSKEEPYOURDUMBBLONDEMOUTHSHUTFORONCEINYOURLIFETERRI....

The next sensation I felt was of my whipped, swollen nipples being sucked
on, very gently, and one at a time.  I also felt hair cascading down and
caressing my abused breasts, which told me that I was being tended to by a
woman, almost certainly the one who'd been speaking to me all this time.

She confirmed this when her ministrations briefly stopped:  "So, do you
have any more questions, Terri?"  She giggled as I violently shook my head
NO.  "Good.  Then let's move on, shall we?"  I nodded YES, then she resumed
her treatment of my poor, abused titties.  It actually felt very good,
although they were extremely sore and tender, and I was soon moaning my
delight through my makeshift panty gag.

"Oh...silly me..." she whispered, and fished the panties from my mouth as
she continued to work my tits.  "Mmmmm did you like my panties, Terri?"

"Yes," I admitted.  In truth, a fantasy of mine had been fulfilled in
part...I've always had a fantasy about being abducted, then having my
panties shoved into my mouth as my cunt and ass get violated.

"OK..." She withdrew and leaned close to me.  "Terri, it's time to play the
kissing game..."  This sounded good so far.  "Each of us will take turns
using our mouths on a part of that hot body of yours..."  Sounding better
all the time...  "You need to correctly identify the gender of the person
each time...."

This sounded absolutely divine.  But...  "What if I get it wrong?"

Dead silence.  Then:  "That sounded like a question, Terri."

"Ohmigod NO PLEASE I CAN'T TAKE ANYMORE GOD PLEASE  PLEASE NOT ON MY BOOBS,
MY ASS MY LEGS ANYWHERE BUT MY TITS PLEASE PLEASE!!!! IT HURTS SO MUCH
PLEASE DON'T...PLEASE NOT MY TITS...." I trailed off, waiting for the sting
of the whip.

Instead, my unseen tormentor asked impatiently, "Are you through?"
Silently, shamefully, I nodded.  "Good.  You really aren't looking forward
to having your tits whipped again, are you?"

"No..." I sobbed.

"Well then...good thing for you that we're not playing the question game
anymore..." I could HEAR her grinning at me as tears of relief poured from
my covered eyes.

"You bitch..."  I retorted before I could even think about stopping
myself.  Not that I would have anyway...some things just need to be said no
matter what the penalty.

"Now that...deserves a whipping."  I gritted my teeth, but wasn't going to
humiliate myself with more begging.  "But...I'm going to let it
pass....partially because you're right..."  The "audible grinning" again.
Even I couldn't hold back a smile.

"Now...to answer your question...if you guess incorrectly, you get a
whipping, and we start over.  Now are you ready?"

"Yes...."

Without warning, a tongue slid into my open mouth for a delicious french
kiss, which I wholeheartedly returned and which ended all too soon.  Having
had my fair share of male and female lovers, I can tell that kissing
another woman is completely different from kissing a man...

"Mmmmm...that was a woman..." was my dreamy reply.  CRACK!  The cat o' nine
tails across my tummy shocked me out of my bliss.  "YEOWWWWWWW!!!
What...."  The whip cracked across my ass.  "OWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!  Was I
wrong?"

Then she was there next to me, hissing in my ear.  "No.  You got the gender
right.  But we know that's not how a slut like you categorizes people.  We
want to hear your slutty mouth describing them by naming the parts of them
that you love the most.  Namely, cock and pussy...Terri's two favorite
delicacies."  I didn't argue.  "And we better not hear the same one
twice...or..."  CRACK!!!!  My tits took a shot of the whip...but only at
about half strength.  Still enough for me to get the message.

"Now...let's try this again."  Then she was leaning over and kissing me,
our tongues intertwining for a full twenty seconds before disengaging.

"Mmmmmm....cunt...."

"Very good, Terri!  Next..."

I felt a tongue running up my thigh, stopping at my kneecap.  I guessed.

"Snatch...."  A long pause.  Then I felt a hand on my left foot, and my
toes being methodically sucked, from biggest to smallest.  I thought
immediately of Eric.  "Prick?"

Still no whip.  Then a mouth, forcing itself onto my own for another french
kiss.  Much rougher than the last kisser...and I could definitely feel
razor stubble.  "Mmmmm  mmmm....dick...."

Then "she" (I still couldn't, for the life of me, figure out who it might
be) was whispering in my ear again.  "You're doing sooooo good, Terri, that
we have a little reward for you..."  I heard a click, then the wonderful
humming sound of my vibrator next to my ear.  Then I heard the buzzing
getting further away...like down to the foot of the bed...that's when they
began lightly teasing my clit with it.  First through my panties...then
with my panties pulled aside.

I was shaking.  "Oooooooooooooh..." I moaned.  "Yeah....sooooo good...."
The vibrator was being moved around my clit in sweet, smooth little
circles.  "Mmmmmmmm!"

I didn't even realize that someone was licking me down there until I was
startled out of my paradise, by the kiss of the whip across my left breast.

"OWWWWW!  Oh...sorry...ummmm...schlong...?"  The tongue and the vibrator
both retreated, to make way for the three lashes which got laid across my
ass by the whip.

A mouth latched on to my right nipple, chewing and sucking it.
"...boner..."  A tongue snaking its way from my clit all the way to my
exposed asshole.  "Twat..."

My right foot and toes this time.  "Hardon..."  Wrong...a single whipping
across my belly.  Followed by a tongue exploring my belly button.
"Ummm...ohhhhh...slit!!!!!" I guessed correctly, giggling as she hit my
most erogenous zone.

Next, someone sucking on my neck.  "Mmmmm feels good..." I murmured.
"Tube-steak...." I added hurriedly.  It's times like these that I'm
thankful to be an erotic author, I thought.  But I was running out of
names...

A tongue tending to my firm, smooth lower leg.  Hard to tell....
"Beaver..." I guessed.  Right.  Then my pussy was being eaten again, very
noisily and ravenously.  Not bad...not bad at ALL...but definitely NOT the
way another woman would eat pussy.  Or twat...or snatch...or beaver...I
giggled silently as I laid there getting ate.

Then the tongue went away, and I could sense everyone waiting expectantly.
A name...I can't think of a name!  And my time was running out...

"Ummmmm....'big daddy and the twins'?" I murmured in a very small voice,
quite possibly making history as the first woman to ever actually use that
slang term in the bedroom.  That killed them...suddenly there was
uproarious laughter all around me....including my own.  I'm quite certain I
detected at least three feminine laughs in there!

Once they'd settled down, it got quiet again.  Then I once again felt the
tickle of a tongue on my swollen clit.  Expertly the tongue swept across my
clit, licking me in just the right spots to send shivers up and down my
spine and moans of pleasure escaping my lips.  Then I heard the vibrator
being powered up again, and being slid, inch by inch into my sopping wet
cunt, and all the while that tongue didn't miss a beat.   Nor did it miss a
drop of my juices as they dripped off of the vibrator and down the crack of
my ass.  Desperately I humped against that lovely tongue and that diligent
vibrator.  I wanted to cum now!

But all too soon, the tongue went away, and the vibrator was pulled from my
cunt with a very wet, sloppy and obscene slurping noise.  The group waited
as I caught my breath and desperately tried to think of a name for a
woman's snatch that I hadn't already used.

"Ummmm....hair pie?"

Silence.  Then a female voice, more high pitched than the other one:  "I
beg your pardon?????"  Damn.  I still didn't recognize the voice.  "Hair
pie?  I'll have you know that I'm shaved smooth and bare--" her voice
lowered considerably "--just like you!"  I felt my cunt getting rubbed...
"I want to be a depraved slut, just like you, Terri...."  I felt her
getting up on the bed with me!

"Now..." she whispered, "I'll let you be the judge, Terri.  Am I a good
little shaven slut like you?"  Then she lowered her bare pussy onto my
face!  I eagerly licked her like a thirsty bitch dog in heat.  She was,
indeed, shaved bare.  And she tasted different, more tangy, than the
panties that had been stuffed into my mouth earlier.  Before too long she
was bouncing up and down on my face, really enjoying her ride on my
tongue.  And I made sure it was the ride of her life.  I was also hoping
that I could get her interested in going down on me again!

Finally I was so desperate that I began begging for it.  "Please....(LICK
LICK).....mmmmm I don't know who you are...but your tongue is so fucking
good....please eat me..."

"Mmmmm love to, birthday girl...." came the reply, and she lowered that
wonderful tongue onto my dripping wet cunt again.  We were both squealing
in mutual delight as we tongue-fucked each other in our delicious 69.  I
was only dimly aware of someone else climbing up on the bed, then I felt
pressure on the bed on either side of me.  It was then that I realized that
someone was kneeling behind my cunt-licking accomplice and fucking her
juicy snatch!  I felt his balls slapping against my face as he pounded her
from behind; he also pulled out of her a few times to stuff his hard cock
into my mouth.  As she continued licking away, I felt another hard
throbbing prick at the entrance to my own fuck-hole.  He slipped in with no
trouble at all considering how wet I was, and proceeded to fuck me silly.
Together, that cock and that tongue drove me to another world!  I don't
know how I managed to concentrate on licking the bald pussy which was
fucking my face...but I did it, and she returned the favor in kind.  At
some point, the cock in my pussy was replaced with another...I don't
remember exactly when.  I do know that by this time, there were also hands
playing with my cuntlicker's tits, and with my own.  And it was driving
both of us nuts!

I heard a short gasp from directly above me...then my 69 lover and the guy
who was fucking her cunt exploded together.  Her juices literally came
gushing out, all over my face, followed by the ooze of his thicker, but
equally delicious jism.  That set off the fireworks for me as well, as my
own pussy began madly pulsating, my muscles down there contracting and
relaxing randomly around the cock that happened to be nailing me at the
moment.  He just kept right on plowing me, keeping me over that edge!  She
was by now licking my excited clit in a mad frenzy.  The cock that had been
fucking her had disappeared (after being presented to my mouth to be
properly cleaned off) and I had her cunt all to myself, and was greedily
slurping all that delicious cum out of her.  Since she was rhythmically
humping my face, this was extremely messy too!

Presently, someone else took their place behind my 69 pal, kneeling
directly over my face, and slipped into her.  I took a lick at the cock in
her pussy...and was shocked to discover that it was fake!  She was being
fucked by another female, wearing a strap-on harness!  It was now that I
realized how the cock in my own cunt had been able to fuck me so fast and
hard without cumming, despite the fact that I had cum over and over.  I was
getting fucked by another woman as well!  Of course this set me off yet
again, and I could barely concentrate on the clit licking task which I was
so determined to carry out...

Then, as if by design, everyone backed away and I was alone on the bed
again.  My hips had a mind of their own, and were insistently humping at
empty air, in vain search of tongues, cocks and dildos that were no longer
there.  I begged for "More....please..."  though it wasn't really clear,
even to me, what it was that I wanted more of.  More licking?  More
fucking?  More whipping?  All of the above?

There was now activity on the bed again, as I felt and heard several people
climbing onto it.  I heard a kind of squishing sound from directly above
me, then the familiar smell of an aroused pussy, and I realized that a man
and a woman were fucking right above me, his cock pistoning in and out of
her cunt just inches from my face!  Then I felt a shaved pussy rubbing
against my own--my 69 pal?  It was hard to say for sure.  Our cunts were
grinding together in a nice, sensual circular motion, when her rubbing
suddenly became more urgent and more jagged.  It only took me a moment to
realize why.  The dear girl was getting fucked from behind, and very well!
I hoped he'd pull out and ram my own cunt a few times too...but as it was,
her pussy felt nice.

Another of my unseen guests was now sitting on my chest, sideways across my
boobs.  She (my tits had each been grabbed in turn, and the nipples rubbed
against a hard clit)  didn't put very much weight on me at all, and I could
tell she was very petite, probably about 100 lbs.  This could be helpful
later, I thought, when I try to figure out who the fuck these people
are.... I smiled as I pictured myself going up to every girl in the office,
"Excuse me, I know this will sound strange, but would you please sit on my
boobs for a minute?"

I also felt pressure on the bed right next to my chest, and eventually
figured out that another guy was standing there, and the girl sitting on my
chest must be sucking him off!  There was a full-blown orgy taking place in
my bed, with me at the center! I thought excitedly.

Boldly, I began addressing each of them.  "Yes...fuck that hot
cunt...sounds soooo good!  I want you two to cum together, so it can all
drip down onto my face....  And you, you little cock sucker...."  to the
woman seated on my boobs "suck him off GOOOOOOD for me....make him cum in
your mouth and then come over here and kiss me, and spit it all in my
mouth...mmmmm!  And you! Down there....I know you're loving fucking that
tight bald pussy almost as much as I loved eating it...you fuck her
good....yeah...reward her for that 69 she gave me..."  With my slutty
remarks, it wasn't long at all before cum was served.  The cunt and cock
above my face climaxed together, and he pulled out in time to send several
spurts of his hot jism all over my face, even as his and her juices dripped
from her snatch down into my mouth.  I thanked them, then the sitting girl
was kissing me and transferring her mouthful of sperm into my own mouth!
We passed it back and forth several times before we broke the kiss.  I let
a little bit of the jism ooze out of the corner of my mouth and run down my
cheeks and chin, then greedily swallowed the rest.

Meanwhile the bald cunt (other than my own) had gotten really well fucked
also!  She lowered her cum-filled pussy onto my face...and then my prayers
were answered as she leaned down and drove her tongue back into my horny
fuck-hole for another breathtaking 69, which lasted for nearly an hour!
Long enough for all the men to "reload"....

The rest of the night was a free-for-all (except for me, I remained tied
up, of course!) as my unseen guests took turns fucking, sucking, eating me
in any combination or position they could devise.  My cunt was barraged
with what seemed an endless supply of hard cocks, strap-on dildos, fingers,
vibrators, whip handles, tongues and a few things I couldn't readily
identify.  And my mouth--if it wasn't serving as a cum receptacle, it was
filled with a throbbing prick or finessing a dripping snatch with my
tongue.  My tits were nibbled, licked, bitten, sucked, fucked, whipped
(ouch!) and were even whipped once while they were being held together and
fucked (double ouch!)

Eventually it quieted down.  I believe that most of the guests left
gradually, over time, though I couldn't be sure because I was constantly
concentrating on being fucked, performing oral sex or on cumming.  I was
semi-conscious when I realized that the orgy had stopped.  Every part of my
body ached, either from being whipped or fucked, or both, and I could feel
cum drying all over my body.  Moments later, a single set of footsteps, and
then the blindfold was being pulled off of me.  It was my boyfriend Jeff,
standing there grinning, with a raging hardon.  I screamed as he eased into
my sore but insatiable cunt....

Jeff and I fucked for the rest of the night, which, as it turned out, was
less than an hour before the sun was peeking in to our bedroom!  Then he
untied me and I showered and got dressed for work.  He refused to tell me
who all had participated in my birthday treat...or if he was even present!
I didn't push the issue, because to tell the truth I was a little ashamed
of my slutty uninhibited behavior!  So when I finished dressing--a pair of
slacks and a blouse, VERY conservative today--he was already asleep on our
bed, and I kissed him on the cheek and headed off to work.

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Epilogue
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Going to work was very humiliating.  From the moment I got out of my car, I
felt like there were unseen eyes watching me everywhere!  I walked past
co-workers, not quite able to meet their eyes.  Every time someone spoke to
me, I wondered, was this one of them?

In a sense, the blindfold had never really been taken off, and I was still
wearing it...after all, my "guests", whoever they were, could see me
perfectly for the slut that I am, but they remained unseen and unknown to
me.

I was supposed to go out to lunch with a few of my co-workers, who hadn't
been able to take me out for my birthday the day before....instead, I
cancelled and ate alone, then returned to my desk before everyone else came
back.  I decided to get back to work, when I noticed that the icon for my
Yahoo Messenger was flashing!  I clicked on it to maximize it:

Hotgrrl:  hi there terri
Hotgrrl:  remember me
tmadison: no
Hotgrrl:  i'll give you a clue
Hotgrrl:  i'm real good with a whip...and with my tongue
tmadison: ok who is this
tmadison: are you one of the people from last night
tmadison: hello
Hotgrrl:  yes...i can't tell you who i am
tmadison: why is this happening
tmadison: why are you people doing this to me
Hotgrrl:  doing what? it was a birthday present....didn't you like?
tmadison: NO
Hotgrrl:  oh come on....you were wild last night....begging for it!
tmadison: that was last night
tmadison: what's going to happen now?
Hotgrrl:  nothing
tmadison: nothing? you mean, i'm not going to be required to leave
extortion money in some hollow tree stump....
tmadison: or instructed to check into the No-tell Motel, but on a blindfold
and wait for you people to
tmadison: have your weekly tryst with me? or threaten to send pictures to
my boss if i don't do as you say?
Hotgrrl:  <giggle>
Hotgrrl:  you're quite a storyteller terri....i've always loved reading
your stories on the web
Hotgrrl:  no this isn't extortion. last night was last night. those of us
wanted to give you an erotic experience
Hotgrrl:  for your birthday
Hotgrrl:  besides...who says your boss isn't involved
tmadison: thats just it....i don't know who is involved
Hotgrrl:  could be ANYONE!
Hotgrrl:  isn't that exciting
tmadison: no its not....its humiliating
Hotgrrl:  i thought you love being humiliated
Hotgrrl:  you write about it in your stories all the time
tmadison: not in real life...god, how am i supposed to do my work, or deal
with anybody?
Hotgrrl:  are you wet terri?
tmadison: beg your pardon?
Hotgrrl:  i know you are...your cunt is SOAKED isn't it?
tmadison: NO! i'm going to disconnect now
Hotgrrl:  no you won't
tmadison: oh I won't?
Hotgrrl:  no...because i will not chat to you again if you do
Hotgrrl:  your pussy is sopping wet right now Terri
tmadison: no...it isn't
Hotgrrl:  great...tell you what...
Hotgrrl:  would you like to know who I am?
tmadison: YES
Hotgrrl:  take off your dry panties and bring them to the ladies room.
Hotgrrl:  hang them on the hook in the far stall
Hotgrrl:  if they're not soaked with your juices, i will gladly tell you
who i am
tmadison: my god...you're HERE?
Hotgrrl:  yes
Hotgrrl:  remember we were all people you know
Hotgrrl:  i see you're in no hurry to get to the ladies room
Hotgrrl:  you and your dry panties <giggle>
tmadison: its a natural reaction BITCH
tmadison: why are you tormenting me
Hotgrrl:  such horrible names...you weren't calling me names like that last
night
Hotgrrl:  when we were eating each others cunts
Hotgrrl:  in fact you were begging
tmadison: you're the shaved one
Hotgrrl:  yes and so are you :)
Hotgrrl:  girl you really do know how to eat pussy...
tmadison: you were very good too
tmadison: so what happens now
Hotgrrl:  nothing...maybe
Hotgrrl:  what do you want to happen?
tmadison: i just want to know who was there
Hotgrrl:  that's all?
tmadison: yes
Hotgrrl:  ok...i will give you two choices
Hotgrrl:  first choice...i will give you all the names
Hotgrrl:  on the condition that you don't go confront them, or let them
know that you were told
Hotgrrl:  i should let you know that i'm not even supposed to be contacting
you...we all agreed
Hotgrrl:  that last night was a one time only deal
tmadison: why are you contacting me then?
Hotgrrl:  that's part of what the second choice is
Hotgrrl:  second choice...everyone stays anonymous...you walk around
feeling extremely slutty
Hotgrrl:  all of the time...
Hotgrrl:  and occasionally, you duck into the supply closet, put on a
blindfold, and you and i
Hotgrrl:  have a repeat performance of last night's 69 festivities
Hotgrrl:  tempting?
tmadison: yes...you WERE very good
tmadison: but i just want closure to this. last night was wonderful, i
loved every minute of it...
tmadison: but the not knowing would drive me nuts
Hotgrrl:  do me a favor terri
tmadison: yes
Hotgrrl:  open your top desk drawer
tmadison: ok wait
tmadison: my
tmadison: are these yours?
Hotgrrl:  yes
Hotgrrl:  while you were at lunch i came to your desk and masturbated
Hotgrrl:  that's why they're soaked
Hotgrrl:  i'm still wearing the matching bra
tmadison: at my desk?
Hotgrrl:  you've masturbated at your desk before...so i thought i would try
it as well
tmadison: hmmmmmmmm
Hotgrrl:  terri i want you to stuff them in your mouth
tmadison: excuse me?
Hotgrrl:  shove my panties in your mouth...just like they gagged you with
that neighbor
Hotgrrl:  girl's panties last night
tmadison: neighbor?
Hotgrrl:  oops
tmadison: which neighbor? my next door neighbor? but she's only 18!
Hotgrrl:  i didn't say which neighbor
Hotgrrl:  the panties terri
Hotgrrl:  do it now
Hotgrrl:  I want you to taste what you'd be missing, if you decide to end
this now
Hotgrrl:  DO IT TERRI
Hotgrrl:  DO IT OR I WILL SIGN OFF
tmadison: ok wait
tmadison: ok
Hotgrrl:  you like?
tmadison: yes you are delicious
Hotgrrl:  so are you
Hotgrrl:  i can't wait to make you cum with my tongue again, terri
Hotgrrl:  lets do it now terri
tmadison: what if i want to end it instead?
Hotgrrl:  you don't.  quit bluffing and listen...
Hotgrrl:  go to the wilshire conference room....
Hotgrrl:  take your pants off
Hotgrrl:  one of the chairs has a towel on it
Hotgrrl:  kneel in front of the chair and bury your face in the chair
Hotgrrl:  put the towel over your head and wait
tmadison: what if someone comes in
Hotgrrl:  they won't...just put the "occupied" sign up
Hotgrrl:  you worry too much dear terri....
Hotgrrl:  and do NOT try to see me. keep your pretty face buried in that
chair
Hotgrrl:  or you'll never get it from me again
tmadison: please
tmadison: i really want to know who was there
Hotgrrl:  can't tell you
Hotgrrl:  i'll tell you how many
tmadison: ok how many
Hotgrrl:  11 different people
tmadison: ELEVEN?????
Hotgrrl:  yes you're quite the slut aren't you <giggle>
Hotgrrl:  lets do this now before everyone gets back from lunch
Hotgrrl:  and keep the panties in your mouth, after all we don't
Hotgrrl:  want everyone in the building to hear your screams
tmadison: i can't believe i'm actually considering this
Hotgrrl:  you're beyond considering it
Hotgrrl:  you know you want to feel my tongue on your throbbing
Hotgrrl:  clit again
Hotgrrl:  i'll "see" you in a few! bye!
tmadison: wait
["Hotgrrl" is not currently online.]

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Well, of course my horny pussy got the better of me, as usual, and I went
to meet my anonymous lover.  She was every bit as good as she'd been the
night before...and it was indeed a good thing that I had kept her panties
stuffed in my mouth!  Otherwise everyone in the building would have come
running...

Obediently, I never even tried to steal a glance at Hotgrrl, but rather
just let her lap away at my wet cunt.  Then, after she was gone and I'd
caught my breath, I reached down and examined my bikini area, finding
exactly what I'd hoped I might find.  I held the long strand of hair up to
the light, looked at it carefully....then pulled out a single piece of my
own blonde hair and compared the two.  Hers was bright red in
comparison....I smiled to myself.

Then I got dressed and headed back to my desk, where I began making a list
of all the redheads in my office.  There were only three...all of them
young, single and quite sexy.  Now it was just a matter of finding out
which one of them was running Yahoo Messenger on their computer....then it
would be time for turnabout.  As I worked the rest of the afternoon, I
wondered how many strokes of the whip across my anonymous redheaded lover's
ass it would take, before she'd start spilling names....

Then I quietly slid my hand in my pants and masturbated as I thought about
the reward I'd give her, after she'd finished telling me everything....