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Archive-title: An Interesting Saturday Night - Part 2 of 5





    It didn't take that long before it sounded like a car

pulling up outside.  She heard it also and went to the door

to meet her guests.  I heard them come in and they started

talking.  One of the women that came asked if I was there

yet, and the Mistress of the House said I was. That same woman

asked if I was ready for what they had planned, and the Mistress

of the House responded,  "Why I'm not sure, but I think we can

check for ourselves to make sure."  By now, they congregated and

walked into the large living room and I saw that there were

two other couples.  That made six people in all and I knew

then it was not going to be one of my better nights.



    The two men went over and sat down and started talking

with the owner of the house.  Now the three women were all

around me looking me over like they were going to touch me

or something.  One of the women looked at the others.



    "Are we ready to start?", she asked.



    Both of them replied, "Yes!, Get the Slut ready!"



    "Okay", she said, "Let's get her in the den and get

busy, we have three horny men to make happy!"



    As best as I could, I followed one of the women to the den

with the other two close behind me.  When we entered the den

they closed the door behind them.



    By now I had a chance to look around the room to see

what was there.  It looked pretty much like any other den,

with a desk and a few chairs along with a bar in one corner.

The only thing out of place was a narrow table in the middle of

the room, but I knew that it was just where they wanted it and

that it was going to be well used... that I was sure of.

One of the women grabbed the O-Ring on my belt and dragged me

over toward the table.



    "Are you ready Slut?", she asked.



    "What do you mean?", I responded, unsure if I was

supposed to answer her question.



    "Did you get yourself cleaned out real good before you

left home?" she asked.



    "I had my last enema about two hours ago now", I replied.



    She looked over at the other two women and said, "Well,

ladies, you know what we have to do so let's get with it."



    I was standing next to the table when the Mistress of the

House came in front of me with the key to the handcuffs. She

reached down and took them off both of my wrists and then she

unfastened the belt around me and took it off.  She told me to

hop up on the table and lay on my stomach.  I did just as

she said!  She told me to slide down to where my ass was just

going off the bottom end.  As I was doing what she asked she

helped adjust me just where she wanted me to be.  I was in

position when I noticed a woman on each side of the table

with a leather wrist cuff each.  They each took an arm and

placed the heavy leather cuff on my wrists.  When they

pulled my arms down and fastened them to something on or

near the floor.  As this was taking place the third woman

was placing a belt around me at my waist.  She slipped it into

a buckle and drew it up very tight.  There I was fastened to the

table face down from the waist up.  And I mean fastened, as I

tried to raise up but could only move around about an inch or so.



    At this point I wasn't sure what they had planned, but what

did it matter as I was in no position to object.  The Mistress of

the House walked over to a drawer and got out a ball-gag with a

dildo on the back of the ball.  She set in placed around my head

with a set of straps on it.  She tossed it to the woman nearest me

and told her to put it on me.  She said with a sarcastic raspy

tone in her voice, "We don't want to disturb the men do we?".

So she slipped the trainer gag in my mouth as I opened up for

her, and fastened the buckle behind my head. She roughly slipped

the phallus deep in my throat setting the ball tightly against my

teeth.  Luckily, the ball gag had holes in it for me to breathe.



    They all stood there for a few seconds, and "Mmmmed" as if

they were all admiring their handy work.  That's when the

Mistress of the House spoke up and said "You know what we

planned so, let's get to it".  She looked at one of the women

and said, "You go out in the garage and get that bag of items

sitting near the door."  Looking at the other woman she said,

"Let's get these other cuffs on her ankles so we can get her legs

spread wider apart."  At that point I felt her down at my ankles

removing the set of metal cuffs and the chain.  I also felt a

set of wide leather cuffs being strapped on each of my ankles.

By now the woman that went for the bag was back and it had a

lot of ropes and cable in it.  There was also a medium-sized

cloth bag on the top of it, and I had no idea what it was.

She carried the bag over and sat it down on the floor next

to my outstretched legs.



    I could hear one of them going through the 'toy' bag

pulling things out of it.  I tried to look around, but due

to the position I was in that wasn't too easy.  Nevertheless,

this didn't matter either, as I soon felt something being

fastened to a O-Ring on each of my ankle cuffs.  Then each

woman walked away from me toward the walls on each side of

the room.  They placed whatever they had in their hands

into hooks that were on each wall.  The Mistress of the House

was still behind me, and asked if they were ready - they were.



    "Oh!", she said, "Let's get her cunt opened up...wide!"

I could feel my legs being drawn into the air and out to each

side now.  Soon they were almost straight out to each side and

fairly wide apart.  The woman behind me told the others to

keep pulling my legs until she said to stop which they did.

Pretty soon my legs were pulled straight out to each side and

starting to hurt from the pressure.  She reached out and

touched my hips and told them that was just fine.



    The two women came back behind me and started talking some

more.  The Mistress of the House was doing most of the talking

and believe me I was really listening.



    "I'm going to give her a high colonic, and I'll use about a

gallon of water", she told the others.



    "How are you going to do that without making a mess

to clean up?", one of the other women asked. Just then I heard

the zipper on that 'toy' bag being opened.



    Taking something out of the bag and showing it to all the

other women, she replied, "This will take care of that problem,

with this Slut!"



    "How are you going to get that into her?", one of the other

women asked.



    She responded sarcastically, "That's what the gag is for.

I'm going to push it into her, no matter what it takes!  Besides,

her bum will open up and take it, even is it doesn't want to!"



    The other woman, who had not been saying much spoke up then.

"Oh! I'm glad it's her and not me! I would die if something that

big was shoved in my ass!"



    To say that I was getting concerned at that point would be

an understatement. but, I was ready, so I thought to myself,

"I hope they get this over with!"



    The Mistress of the House told the other two to pull the petals

of my rosebud open so she could start it in.  I felt their fingers

poke inside me and pull me open more.  That hurt some by itself.

Then I felt something being pushed and turned in an effort to

make it enter me.  I could tell that it was big and she told

them to pull harder until it started in.  It felt like they

were tearing me apart, but just then whatever it was started

in. It was some relief when they got their fingers out, but

whatever she had in her hand started up into me.  I could feel

it stretching me every inch of the way!  I tried to pull away

from her, but she knew she had me where she wanted me and

that I was going to get this in me no matter what.  She kept

pushing until I could not stand it any more and started to

cry out with the pain.  With the gag in, all it amounted to

was funny sounds even as loud as I tried to make it.  She kept

pushing and pushing for what seemed an eternity.  When all of a

sudden the air that was inside me came out in a low burping

sound.  At that point she pushed just one more time and stopped.



    "There", I heard her say, "She now has a one-and-a-quarter

holes up her ass.  "Hey - one of you get the pail out from the

garage and the other get the wheel tray with the water bottle on

it out of the closet."



    In just a moment they were all behind me again.  She took

the pail and placed it on the floor directly below me.



    "Plug this in", she said to one of the other women.



    "Plug what in?", I thought to myself!



    "Hand me that", she said, "We're ready to give her the

cleaning of her life now!  Now, turn the Angstrom pump on!"



    And - I knew what she meant then, and it didn't take

but a second before I felt the tip of the colonic tube pass the

other tube that was keeping my rosebud held open.



    She slowly pushed it forward and then back, working it in

a little at a time until I could feel the colonic tube deeply

inside me.  All this time the water kept running in and out of

me with complete ease.  She kept moving the colonic tube in and

out of my asshole until all the water was gone.



    "Wow!, that's what I call clean", she said, smiling.



    Walking over to the door, the Mistress of the House called

for her husband to come in.  He entered asking what she wanted.



    "Honey, I want you to fasten this to that hook up there in

the ceiling, so we can raise this Slut up and let her drip-dry",

she replied.



    "My love - what every you need!", he said, fastening it as

she had requested. "Is that all you needed?", he asked.



    "No wait a minute," she said, "I may need you to help get

her hung."



    The two other women released my arms from the lower part of

the table and fastened the cuffs together.  They did their best

to lift me, but with my legs so wide apart I was hard to lift.



    "Well, get over here and help us!", she said to her husband.



    "Where do I lift from?", he asked.



    "I don't care if you grab her by the titties!", she snapped,

"Just help us get her up!".  He pulled me by my breasts and my

nipples got hard.  My nubs grew as he roughly manhandled my tits.

"I think this Slut is getting very hot," as he tongued my left

nipple causing me to moan.  Then he started running his tongue all

around and over my breasts.  "She's got nice areolas too," he said,

as he squeezed each one of my nips with his forefinger and thumb.



    "Her tits are truly gorgeous," the Master said.



    "All right Honey, enough is enough!", the Mistress said

to him.



    Well they finally got me up high enough to fasten both

my arms to the cable that was now hanging from the ceiling.

At that point she told her husband to pull on it until I was

lifted up to the ceiling, and at the same time told the others

to move the table out of the way.  "Oh!", being moved with the

tube inside me was no joy, but I couldn't say anything at all

about it.  He lifted me as high as she wanted and fastened the

end off so I was suspended there.



    "Okay, now, let's all go in the living room and have a few

drinks", she said, "It's time for our break!"



    "How about her?", one of the other women asked.



    "Oh don't worry about the Slut she doesn't need a drink,

besides she has to drip dry for awhile yet", she replied.



    At that point they all went into the other room and they

closed the door behind them.  There I was, all alone and scared

to death!  I had no idea what was in store for me next!



-=> (Continued See SATNITE3)