This is not a story i wrote, but a story i read, like 10 years ago, that really stuck with me. I have looked for it before, but was unable to find it. However, somebody seems to have posted it recently. Just another testament to the belief that nothing on the internet is ever lost. Its just on some perverts hard drive somewhere 😉
War is Hell
by Gaius
The paintball group I belong too really takes the game seriously. Every
weekend fourteen
guys and myself get our fatigues on and hike up into the mountains to
"play army", as my
girlfriend would say. It is a lot of fun and all of the guys seem to
really enjoy the time away
from their girlfriends and wives, just some time to themselves. There
is nothing like shooting
someone, (although it is in jest), to work out all of the unhealthy
aggression that builds up in the
week. My girlfriend however did not share
my enthusiasm for the game, and I came to understand that the other
wives and girlfriends felt
the same.
Every weekend when I would get ready to go, Sarah, (that's my
girlfriend's name) would cry
and tell me that if I really loved her I would stay home this weekend.
It really was beginning to
be a drag and from my conversations with the other guys they were
experiencing the same
nagging from their mates as I was from mine. All of the guys however
made a pact to hang
tight and ride it out. If any guy missed a single weekend, he was
taunted mercilessly and called
"pussy whip boy". All of you guys out there reading this story will be
able to sympathize with
me when I say there is very little in this world worse than being shown
up in front of your male
friends by your wife or girlfriend. This being the case all of the
guys, including I, became very
stubborn about our weekends. This would have continued indefinitely
until the women began to
withhold sex! That was dirty pool! Two weeks later the guys agreed
that a compromise had to
be made.
Sam, the unofficial leader of our club suggested that we have a co-ed
weekend, with the girls
against the guys. That, he added, should satisfy their curiosity about
what goes on up in the
mountains as well as probably make them never want to come with us
again. It also would
have the side benefit of answering the age-old question "Why don't you
take me anywhere
anymore?" All of the guys seemed to be in agreement, and surprisingly
enough when we
asked our mates, they seemed to be excited by the prospect.
The caravan started out for the mountains on Friday afternoon about
5:30. It took about an
hour and a half to reach the base of the mountain where we usually play
our games. After
everyone got out of the cars, Sam announced the rules. The teams would
be guys versus the
gals. Both teams would go off and set up camp tonight and the game
would start for real in the
morning. If the one team captured another teams flag, the capturing
team would be declared
the winner. If you are shot by a paintball, you have to take yourself
out of the action for one
hour. No shooting at the face or crotch, anyone
who has played paintball knows that despite it being a harmless game,
getting shot still hurts.
Just as everyone was preparing to go off and set up camp, Frank, one of
my teammates made a
suggestion for a new rule. "Since this is a co-ed game, do you think we
should make a special
co-ed rule?" he asked.
Not knowing where he was headed everyone just shrugged their shoulders
and looked
quizzically at each other. "My suggestion is that the losing team
provide a victory orgy for the
winning team!" All of the guys began to hoot and yell their agreement.
Cassandra, who was
acting as the leader of the girls' team, spoke up, "Oh, so I suppose if
you guys win, you want
us to give you a victory orgy. What if we win?"
"We will give you a victory orgy!" I answered. All of the guys were
laughing now but as I
looked over at Sarah, I could see here seething with rage. She knew
that I had always had sort
of a thing for Cassandra and that the thought of a orgy with her would
definitely be ok with me.
Cassandra was beautiful. She stood about 5'10" and had the most perfect
set of 38dd breasts I
had ever seen. She had long black hair the hung down 3/4ths the way of
her back and a
perfectly round ass. Just thinking about burying my face between her
thighs was getting me
aroused.
"I think that is a raw deal if you ask Me." answered Cassandra. "Why
should we be rewarded
with something that we could receive anytime we wished. I am sure if we
said we want to have
an orgy right now all of you guys would agree on the spot! No, if we
are going to play for those
kind of stakes you guys will have to agree to do something we want and
that you wouldn't want
to do naturally." she continued.
"I have an idea!" Kathy interrupted. Kathy is a babe as well. She is
somewhat shorter than
Cassandra but has a hot, hot ass and beautiful shoulder length red hair.
"If we win" she
continued, "They have to agree to spend the next four weekends at home
cleaning the
house!"
"Yeah!" all of the girls yelled. "And to make it interesting, they have
to do it COMPLETELY
NAKED!!!" The girls went crazy at that suggestion. "Ok, that's the
deal" Cassandra said, "If you win you get your orgy, if we win its a
month of weekend naked
servitude. Do you agree?"
"Well guys, what do you think?" Sam asked. After a few minutes of
discussing it over
amongst ourselves, we all realized that despite not wanting to do nude
house cleaning for a
month, the orgy prospect was too compelling. Besides, our reasoning
went, we have been
playing this game for years, surely we could beat a bunch of girls,
right? We agreed. After a
few last minute hugs and kisses from the girls, both teams went their
separate ways to set up
camp.
About five o'clock the next morning I was roused from my sleeping bag by
Sam. He
instructed everyone to meet in the center of camp and from there, he
would direct our strategy
for the day's battle. The main problem, as is always the problem with
this game, is finding the
enemy's camp. Once the camp is found, the game is usually over. We
divided into 7 teams, 2
guys would make up each team with 6 teams going out "hunting" and one
team staying back
and guarding the camp. Our campsite was pretty well hidden and unless
you were right up on
it, it blended in perfectly with the background. I teamed up the Carl
and we headed northwest
in search of the girl's camp.
After about an hour into our search Carl, realized he left all of his
ammo back at the camp.
He told me to wait here for him while he went back for it. "This was
just great!" I sarcastically
thought. "I get to sit out in the woods and not be able to continue my
search because Carl is
such an idiot as to forget the most important piece of equipment."
Not having much choice in this situation, I decided to just sit down and
watch the river while I
waited for him to get back. About fifteen minutes later I heard some
rustling along the main
path and ducked into the bushes to hide.
"Ooooh what luck!" I thought when I saw Cassandra and Kathy walking down
the path. I
raised my paintgun up to my eyes to take an easy shot. I hesitated.
"Cassandra, I am tired, dirty and hot!" Kathy said. "No one's around,
let's take a quick bath,
ok?" I lowered my gun. This could prove interesting.
"Ok" Cassandra replied. "I don't think the guys are around and I agree,
I am pretty ripe
myself. The dip will do us both good."
Slowly they put down their weapons and began to strip off. The sight of
those girls in their lace
panties and sweat-covered breasts gave me a woody that you could drive
nails with. After
nervously looking around, they jumped into the water. I was transfixed!
Those breasts
bouncing up and down as they splashed in the water. The outline of
those neatly trimmed
pussies showing through the clinging wet panties. I was in heaven. I
crawled a little closer
through the bushes when I heard the snap of a twig behind me.
"Enjoying the show asshole!" the voice said. I spun around and spied
three of the other girls
all with their paintguns trained on me. I tried to lunge for my weapon
but one of the girls
kicked it out of the way in time. "You girls can come out of the water
now! We got him!" the
first girl yelled. "Get on your feet soldier boy!" she taunted me. I
had no choice but obey.
Without my weapon, I was helpless. I did not want to get shot at this
close of range, even
though its paintball those balls really hurt. I especially was
encouraged to obey when I realized
they were all pointing their guns right at my crotch!
After Cassandra got dressed, she strode up to me defiantly and just
shook her head. "You
men are so predictable! A little T&A and you let your guard down
entirely. I thought this was
going to be more challenging."
They instructed me to put my hands behind my back, which they then tied
with rope. They
blindfolded me and started pushing me down the pathway. After fifteen
minutes or so they
unblindfolded me. I was standing in the middle of their camp. I was
impressed! To be
newcomers to paintball they had this place well laid out, properly
camouflaged, fresh water
nearby all of the things you look for in a camp.
"Sarah!" Cassandra yelled "You have a visitor!".
Sarah came out of her tent and just glowered at me. Boy was she mad.
"I-I-I" I stuttered.
"Shut up!" screamed Sarah. "It figures you would be the one that fell
for the old T&A scam!"
"It's your call Sarah?" Cassandra asked. "He is your man so you decide
what we should do
with him." The other girls in the camp were beginning to giggle and I
was starting to get
nervous. Sarah has always had a short temper and jealous nature so I
knew I was in trouble.
"Well," Sarah began "since this is war I think we ought to see what kind
of information we can
prod out of him. If I had my way, we would use bamboo shoots under the
nails
but I have an idea that my achieve the same results without all of the
violence." I began to
break out in a sweat as I looked at that mischievous grin on her face.
Sarah knew that I was
extremely ticklish and I always hate it when she sneaks up on me and
grabs me from behind.
One time I agreed to go to her mothers for the weekend when she and I
were having a
"bondage" night and she tickled me non-stop for three hours. "Yes" she
said looking straight
at me "I think we will be able to get all of the information we could
ever want out of him."
Sarah walked over to Cassandra and whispered something in her ear.
Before I knew what
was happening four girls had me down on the ground and were grabbing at
my belt and shoes.
Although I was getting incredibly aroused by wrestling with four girls
trying to strip me, I
struggled hard to prevent them. If they got me naked and staked out I
was a goner. Despite
my desperate kicking and thrashing they easily managed to pull off my
boots and socks, thus
exposing my bare soles to their tickling assaults. Essentially the
struggle ended there.
Two girls held my feet and tickled furiously while four other girls
proceeded to remove my
pants and shirt. It was very hard to fight off six women when I was
laughing so hard. A few
minutes later I found myself staked to the ground in only my briefs.
All of this contact and
wrestling caused me to have a huge erection. I was so embarrassed that
I could not look at
any of them in the face. "Do you want to do the honors Sarah?"
Cassandra asked.
"Certainly!" she answered and bent down right next to me.
"Please don't" I pleaded, but she said nothing. Sarah then produced a
pair of scissors
and "snip, snip" I was completely naked.
"Hmmmm Sarah, quite a piece of equipment your squeeze has there." One of
the girls
remarked. It was strange, but instead of Sarah being jealous or angry
she seemed to be proud
of showing me off to the other girls, like I was some sort of object or
pet. My face burned with
shame.
"Now bring me a feather." Sarah instructed the girls. I continued to
plead with her a few
more whines that were fruitless, and the shreds of my underwear were
shoved in my mouth and
taped shut. "That ought to keep you quiet!" she said angrily. One of
the girls brought out a
long eagle feather they kept as a good luck charm. My eyes widened at
the sight of it! Sarah
then began to stroke my underarms lightly, scanning my body for any
reaction. I began to jerk
away reflexively, but I was staked out good! The torture was horrific.
I tried to maintain my
composure at first, but two minutes into this session and I was
screaming into my gag, jerking,
and twisting wildly. Sarah tickled me nonstop for about 30 minutes
under my arms, on the
soles of my feet, on my stomach. She stopped and removed the gag from
my mouth. "Ready
to talk?" she asked. Amazingly, I shook my head no. I couldn't let the
guys down, plus being
naked and cleaning the house for a month's full of weekends was too
horrible to bear. "I am
not making headway here" she announced "Who wants to take over for me?"
Cassandra raised her hand. My cock stiffened even more now. "I too
like to tickle Frank
and let me show you the one sure fire place to cause him to crack."
After she made that
announcement she brought the very edge of the feather to the underside
of the head of my
penis.
It was as if an electric bolt was sent through me! Never had I laughed
so hard before in my
life. She slowly flicked the tip of the feather back and forth causing
me to very nearly faint
with hysterics. "I'LL TALK!! I'LL TALK!!" I screamed. They had broken
me. I thought of
lying, but Cassandra told me that until they had the flag I would be
tickled every 15 minutes.
This gave me every incentive to tell them everything, although I knew
what the consequences
would be. I instructed them exactly where the camp was and how to get
there.
The next few hours, just as she promised, I was tickled almost to
passing out by that
feather. Finally they showed up with the flag, and Ron and David, naked
and bound being
pulled behind them. They were just as stupid as I was and fell for the
old T&A ploy.
"WE WIN!" the girls all yelled and Sarah squatted down and untied me.
She whispered in
my ear that she looked forward to seeing my naked ass scrubbing the
kitchen floor for the next
month.
As we all prepared to pack up and go home the guys were visibly angry
with me. "You are
such a shit!" Sam told me. "Its your fault that we not only missed out
on the orgy but now
have to submit to this humiliation!"
I was so ashamed and even though I tried to explain the situation some
of the guys would
not even talk to me. All through the next week I hoped Sarah would have
forgotten about the
bet. Thursday I told her that I thought we should go see her mother
this weekend since it had
been such a long time since we had gone. Talk about desperate! She saw
right through my
little scheme and said she was looking forward to the weekend naked
slave show.
When I arrived home Friday night she greeted me at the door. "STRIP
RIGHT NOW!"
she ordered. Reluctantly I removed my clothes and gave them to her.
"You will be able to get
dressed Monday morning. Now get in there and fix me dinner!" Frying
steaks in the nude is a
dangerous proposition. Those little splatters of hot grease kept
hitting me causing me to jump
back and almost ruined her dinner. After I finished cooking, she
instructed to rub her feet
while she watched TV. She was really enjoying my torment because she
would 'accidentally'
brush her nylon covered toes against my balls every once and a while. I
was really hard now
and began to kiss the back of her knee. This usually gets her started
but tonight was
different. "Oh no you don't!" she exclaimed. "You have got work to do!
Get out in the garage
and start cleaning up that mess you made around that damn car of yours.
If you do a good job,
maybe, And just maybe, I will let you cum this weekend. I realized now
that she was enjoying
her dominant role and for some reason or other, it was arousing me.
Occasionally she would wander out there into the garage and stroke my
balls from behind as
I was bending over. If I made any move to take her, she would just walk
away. I was really
horny now. That night she had me sleep on the floor, "as a good slave
should" she told me.
Saturday, the next day she worked me like a dog. This was not just
housecleaning but a real
workover. I scrubbed the floors, cleaned out the attic, washed
The walls and finally fixed the loose railing on the stairs. She told
me to go upstairs and get
into the shower, she would be upstairs shortly to wash me.
"All right!" I thought. "Finally some sexual relief." I had been horned
up every since
Friday night and the thought of a little shower play excited me even
further. I waited in the
shower for her to come up. Five or ten minutes later she finally
arrived and gave me a strip
show.
My cock ached for her now. She turned on the water and stepped in.
"Soap me up big
boy!" she commanded as she handed me a sponge and some soap.
I truly enjoyed lathering up those magnificent breasts of hers, taking
extra care to clean her
nipples especially. She leaned up against the wall and put her left leg
on my shoulder exposing
her sex to me. Gingerly I soaped up her feet and gently began to inch
my way up to her
crotch. As I knelt down to get to her better I couldn't help but bury
my face in her pussy. I
chewed and licked her with wild abandon and after a few minutes she
Let out a satisfied groan and went limp.
"Your turn" she said. She instructed me to place my hands on my head
and keep my feet
about 3 feet apart. She sudsed me up from head to toe trying hard to
avoid my now purple
cock. After I was covered with soap she took my dick in her hand a
gently rubbed the soap all
over in and underneath on my balls. I was about to cum when she
stopped. I almost lost my
footing and fell! I was soooooo close that one more stroke would have
caused me to explode.
"Now rinse off and go into the bedroom and wait for me!" she commanded.
I quickly rinsed
off, went into the bedroom, and lay down. "I am so turned on" she said.
"Close your eyes and
lay back flat. You are about to receive the best fucking of your life!"
I was visibly trembling
with excitement at this point. Before I knew what was happening though
she had handcuffed
my hands to the headboard of the bed. "What are you doing?" I asked.
She just ignored me and proceeded to pull my legs apart and handcuff
them spread-eagle to
the posts of the footboard. "We're ready!" she yelled and at that
moment the door to our
bedroom swung open.
I could not believe what was happening. Cassandra, Kathy and some other
girl I did not
recognize came walking in. They were all naked and each one of them was
carrying an eagle
feather! "Ready to play?" Sarah asked me as she placed the tape over my
mouth.
THE END
War is Hell
by Gaius
The paintball group I belong too really takes the game seriously. Every
weekend fourteen
guys and myself get our fatigues on and hike up into the mountains to
"play army", as my
girlfriend would say. It is a lot of fun and all of the guys seem to
really enjoy the time away
from their girlfriends and wives, just some time to themselves. There
is nothing like shooting
someone, (although it is in jest), to work out all of the unhealthy
aggression that builds up in the
week. My girlfriend however did not share
my enthusiasm for the game, and I came to understand that the other
wives and girlfriends felt
the same.
Every weekend when I would get ready to go, Sarah, (that's my
girlfriend's name) would cry
and tell me that if I really loved her I would stay home this weekend.
It really was beginning to
be a drag and from my conversations with the other guys they were
experiencing the same
nagging from their mates as I was from mine. All of the guys however
made a pact to hang
tight and ride it out. If any guy missed a single weekend, he was
taunted mercilessly and called
"pussy whip boy". All of you guys out there reading this story will be
able to sympathize with
me when I say there is very little in this world worse than being shown
up in front of your male
friends by your wife or girlfriend. This being the case all of the
guys, including I, became very
stubborn about our weekends. This would have continued indefinitely
until the women began to
withhold sex! That was dirty pool! Two weeks later the guys agreed
that a compromise had to
be made.
Sam, the unofficial leader of our club suggested that we have a co-ed
weekend, with the girls
against the guys. That, he added, should satisfy their curiosity about
what goes on up in the
mountains as well as probably make them never want to come with us
again. It also would
have the side benefit of answering the age-old question "Why don't you
take me anywhere
anymore?" All of the guys seemed to be in agreement, and surprisingly
enough when we
asked our mates, they seemed to be excited by the prospect.
The caravan started out for the mountains on Friday afternoon about
5:30. It took about an
hour and a half to reach the base of the mountain where we usually play
our games. After
everyone got out of the cars, Sam announced the rules. The teams would
be guys versus the
gals. Both teams would go off and set up camp tonight and the game
would start for real in the
morning. If the one team captured another teams flag, the capturing
team would be declared
the winner. If you are shot by a paintball, you have to take yourself
out of the action for one
hour. No shooting at the face or crotch, anyone
who has played paintball knows that despite it being a harmless game,
getting shot still hurts.
Just as everyone was preparing to go off and set up camp, Frank, one of
my teammates made a
suggestion for a new rule. "Since this is a co-ed game, do you think we
should make a special
co-ed rule?" he asked.
Not knowing where he was headed everyone just shrugged their shoulders
and looked
quizzically at each other. "My suggestion is that the losing team
provide a victory orgy for the
winning team!" All of the guys began to hoot and yell their agreement.
Cassandra, who was
acting as the leader of the girls' team, spoke up, "Oh, so I suppose if
you guys win, you want
us to give you a victory orgy. What if we win?"
"We will give you a victory orgy!" I answered. All of the guys were
laughing now but as I
looked over at Sarah, I could see here seething with rage. She knew
that I had always had sort
of a thing for Cassandra and that the thought of a orgy with her would
definitely be ok with me.
Cassandra was beautiful. She stood about 5'10" and had the most perfect
set of 38dd breasts I
had ever seen. She had long black hair the hung down 3/4ths the way of
her back and a
perfectly round ass. Just thinking about burying my face between her
thighs was getting me
aroused.
"I think that is a raw deal if you ask Me." answered Cassandra. "Why
should we be rewarded
with something that we could receive anytime we wished. I am sure if we
said we want to have
an orgy right now all of you guys would agree on the spot! No, if we
are going to play for those
kind of stakes you guys will have to agree to do something we want and
that you wouldn't want
to do naturally." she continued.
"I have an idea!" Kathy interrupted. Kathy is a babe as well. She is
somewhat shorter than
Cassandra but has a hot, hot ass and beautiful shoulder length red hair.
"If we win" she
continued, "They have to agree to spend the next four weekends at home
cleaning the
house!"
"Yeah!" all of the girls yelled. "And to make it interesting, they have
to do it COMPLETELY
NAKED!!!" The girls went crazy at that suggestion. "Ok, that's the
deal" Cassandra said, "If you win you get your orgy, if we win its a
month of weekend naked
servitude. Do you agree?"
"Well guys, what do you think?" Sam asked. After a few minutes of
discussing it over
amongst ourselves, we all realized that despite not wanting to do nude
house cleaning for a
month, the orgy prospect was too compelling. Besides, our reasoning
went, we have been
playing this game for years, surely we could beat a bunch of girls,
right? We agreed. After a
few last minute hugs and kisses from the girls, both teams went their
separate ways to set up
camp.
About five o'clock the next morning I was roused from my sleeping bag by
Sam. He
instructed everyone to meet in the center of camp and from there, he
would direct our strategy
for the day's battle. The main problem, as is always the problem with
this game, is finding the
enemy's camp. Once the camp is found, the game is usually over. We
divided into 7 teams, 2
guys would make up each team with 6 teams going out "hunting" and one
team staying back
and guarding the camp. Our campsite was pretty well hidden and unless
you were right up on
it, it blended in perfectly with the background. I teamed up the Carl
and we headed northwest
in search of the girl's camp.
After about an hour into our search Carl, realized he left all of his
ammo back at the camp.
He told me to wait here for him while he went back for it. "This was
just great!" I sarcastically
thought. "I get to sit out in the woods and not be able to continue my
search because Carl is
such an idiot as to forget the most important piece of equipment."
Not having much choice in this situation, I decided to just sit down and
watch the river while I
waited for him to get back. About fifteen minutes later I heard some
rustling along the main
path and ducked into the bushes to hide.
"Ooooh what luck!" I thought when I saw Cassandra and Kathy walking down
the path. I
raised my paintgun up to my eyes to take an easy shot. I hesitated.
"Cassandra, I am tired, dirty and hot!" Kathy said. "No one's around,
let's take a quick bath,
ok?" I lowered my gun. This could prove interesting.
"Ok" Cassandra replied. "I don't think the guys are around and I agree,
I am pretty ripe
myself. The dip will do us both good."
Slowly they put down their weapons and began to strip off. The sight of
those girls in their lace
panties and sweat-covered breasts gave me a woody that you could drive
nails with. After
nervously looking around, they jumped into the water. I was transfixed!
Those breasts
bouncing up and down as they splashed in the water. The outline of
those neatly trimmed
pussies showing through the clinging wet panties. I was in heaven. I
crawled a little closer
through the bushes when I heard the snap of a twig behind me.
"Enjoying the show asshole!" the voice said. I spun around and spied
three of the other girls
all with their paintguns trained on me. I tried to lunge for my weapon
but one of the girls
kicked it out of the way in time. "You girls can come out of the water
now! We got him!" the
first girl yelled. "Get on your feet soldier boy!" she taunted me. I
had no choice but obey.
Without my weapon, I was helpless. I did not want to get shot at this
close of range, even
though its paintball those balls really hurt. I especially was
encouraged to obey when I realized
they were all pointing their guns right at my crotch!
After Cassandra got dressed, she strode up to me defiantly and just
shook her head. "You
men are so predictable! A little T&A and you let your guard down
entirely. I thought this was
going to be more challenging."
They instructed me to put my hands behind my back, which they then tied
with rope. They
blindfolded me and started pushing me down the pathway. After fifteen
minutes or so they
unblindfolded me. I was standing in the middle of their camp. I was
impressed! To be
newcomers to paintball they had this place well laid out, properly
camouflaged, fresh water
nearby all of the things you look for in a camp.
"Sarah!" Cassandra yelled "You have a visitor!".
Sarah came out of her tent and just glowered at me. Boy was she mad.
"I-I-I" I stuttered.
"Shut up!" screamed Sarah. "It figures you would be the one that fell
for the old T&A scam!"
"It's your call Sarah?" Cassandra asked. "He is your man so you decide
what we should do
with him." The other girls in the camp were beginning to giggle and I
was starting to get
nervous. Sarah has always had a short temper and jealous nature so I
knew I was in trouble.
"Well," Sarah began "since this is war I think we ought to see what kind
of information we can
prod out of him. If I had my way, we would use bamboo shoots under the
nails
but I have an idea that my achieve the same results without all of the
violence." I began to
break out in a sweat as I looked at that mischievous grin on her face.
Sarah knew that I was
extremely ticklish and I always hate it when she sneaks up on me and
grabs me from behind.
One time I agreed to go to her mothers for the weekend when she and I
were having a
"bondage" night and she tickled me non-stop for three hours. "Yes" she
said looking straight
at me "I think we will be able to get all of the information we could
ever want out of him."
Sarah walked over to Cassandra and whispered something in her ear.
Before I knew what
was happening four girls had me down on the ground and were grabbing at
my belt and shoes.
Although I was getting incredibly aroused by wrestling with four girls
trying to strip me, I
struggled hard to prevent them. If they got me naked and staked out I
was a goner. Despite
my desperate kicking and thrashing they easily managed to pull off my
boots and socks, thus
exposing my bare soles to their tickling assaults. Essentially the
struggle ended there.
Two girls held my feet and tickled furiously while four other girls
proceeded to remove my
pants and shirt. It was very hard to fight off six women when I was
laughing so hard. A few
minutes later I found myself staked to the ground in only my briefs.
All of this contact and
wrestling caused me to have a huge erection. I was so embarrassed that
I could not look at
any of them in the face. "Do you want to do the honors Sarah?"
Cassandra asked.
"Certainly!" she answered and bent down right next to me.
"Please don't" I pleaded, but she said nothing. Sarah then produced a
pair of scissors
and "snip, snip" I was completely naked.
"Hmmmm Sarah, quite a piece of equipment your squeeze has there." One of
the girls
remarked. It was strange, but instead of Sarah being jealous or angry
she seemed to be proud
of showing me off to the other girls, like I was some sort of object or
pet. My face burned with
shame.
"Now bring me a feather." Sarah instructed the girls. I continued to
plead with her a few
more whines that were fruitless, and the shreds of my underwear were
shoved in my mouth and
taped shut. "That ought to keep you quiet!" she said angrily. One of
the girls brought out a
long eagle feather they kept as a good luck charm. My eyes widened at
the sight of it! Sarah
then began to stroke my underarms lightly, scanning my body for any
reaction. I began to jerk
away reflexively, but I was staked out good! The torture was horrific.
I tried to maintain my
composure at first, but two minutes into this session and I was
screaming into my gag, jerking,
and twisting wildly. Sarah tickled me nonstop for about 30 minutes
under my arms, on the
soles of my feet, on my stomach. She stopped and removed the gag from
my mouth. "Ready
to talk?" she asked. Amazingly, I shook my head no. I couldn't let the
guys down, plus being
naked and cleaning the house for a month's full of weekends was too
horrible to bear. "I am
not making headway here" she announced "Who wants to take over for me?"
Cassandra raised her hand. My cock stiffened even more now. "I too
like to tickle Frank
and let me show you the one sure fire place to cause him to crack."
After she made that
announcement she brought the very edge of the feather to the underside
of the head of my
penis.
It was as if an electric bolt was sent through me! Never had I laughed
so hard before in my
life. She slowly flicked the tip of the feather back and forth causing
me to very nearly faint
with hysterics. "I'LL TALK!! I'LL TALK!!" I screamed. They had broken
me. I thought of
lying, but Cassandra told me that until they had the flag I would be
tickled every 15 minutes.
This gave me every incentive to tell them everything, although I knew
what the consequences
would be. I instructed them exactly where the camp was and how to get
there.
The next few hours, just as she promised, I was tickled almost to
passing out by that
feather. Finally they showed up with the flag, and Ron and David, naked
and bound being
pulled behind them. They were just as stupid as I was and fell for the
old T&A ploy.
"WE WIN!" the girls all yelled and Sarah squatted down and untied me.
She whispered in
my ear that she looked forward to seeing my naked ass scrubbing the
kitchen floor for the next
month.
As we all prepared to pack up and go home the guys were visibly angry
with me. "You are
such a shit!" Sam told me. "Its your fault that we not only missed out
on the orgy but now
have to submit to this humiliation!"
I was so ashamed and even though I tried to explain the situation some
of the guys would
not even talk to me. All through the next week I hoped Sarah would have
forgotten about the
bet. Thursday I told her that I thought we should go see her mother
this weekend since it had
been such a long time since we had gone. Talk about desperate! She saw
right through my
little scheme and said she was looking forward to the weekend naked
slave show.
When I arrived home Friday night she greeted me at the door. "STRIP
RIGHT NOW!"
she ordered. Reluctantly I removed my clothes and gave them to her.
"You will be able to get
dressed Monday morning. Now get in there and fix me dinner!" Frying
steaks in the nude is a
dangerous proposition. Those little splatters of hot grease kept
hitting me causing me to jump
back and almost ruined her dinner. After I finished cooking, she
instructed to rub her feet
while she watched TV. She was really enjoying my torment because she
would 'accidentally'
brush her nylon covered toes against my balls every once and a while. I
was really hard now
and began to kiss the back of her knee. This usually gets her started
but tonight was
different. "Oh no you don't!" she exclaimed. "You have got work to do!
Get out in the garage
and start cleaning up that mess you made around that damn car of yours.
If you do a good job,
maybe, And just maybe, I will let you cum this weekend. I realized now
that she was enjoying
her dominant role and for some reason or other, it was arousing me.
Occasionally she would wander out there into the garage and stroke my
balls from behind as
I was bending over. If I made any move to take her, she would just walk
away. I was really
horny now. That night she had me sleep on the floor, "as a good slave
should" she told me.
Saturday, the next day she worked me like a dog. This was not just
housecleaning but a real
workover. I scrubbed the floors, cleaned out the attic, washed
The walls and finally fixed the loose railing on the stairs. She told
me to go upstairs and get
into the shower, she would be upstairs shortly to wash me.
"All right!" I thought. "Finally some sexual relief." I had been horned
up every since
Friday night and the thought of a little shower play excited me even
further. I waited in the
shower for her to come up. Five or ten minutes later she finally
arrived and gave me a strip
show.
My cock ached for her now. She turned on the water and stepped in.
"Soap me up big
boy!" she commanded as she handed me a sponge and some soap.
I truly enjoyed lathering up those magnificent breasts of hers, taking
extra care to clean her
nipples especially. She leaned up against the wall and put her left leg
on my shoulder exposing
her sex to me. Gingerly I soaped up her feet and gently began to inch
my way up to her
crotch. As I knelt down to get to her better I couldn't help but bury
my face in her pussy. I
chewed and licked her with wild abandon and after a few minutes she
Let out a satisfied groan and went limp.
"Your turn" she said. She instructed me to place my hands on my head
and keep my feet
about 3 feet apart. She sudsed me up from head to toe trying hard to
avoid my now purple
cock. After I was covered with soap she took my dick in her hand a
gently rubbed the soap all
over in and underneath on my balls. I was about to cum when she
stopped. I almost lost my
footing and fell! I was soooooo close that one more stroke would have
caused me to explode.
"Now rinse off and go into the bedroom and wait for me!" she commanded.
I quickly rinsed
off, went into the bedroom, and lay down. "I am so turned on" she said.
"Close your eyes and
lay back flat. You are about to receive the best fucking of your life!"
I was visibly trembling
with excitement at this point. Before I knew what was happening though
she had handcuffed
my hands to the headboard of the bed. "What are you doing?" I asked.
She just ignored me and proceeded to pull my legs apart and handcuff
them spread-eagle to
the posts of the footboard. "We're ready!" she yelled and at that
moment the door to our
bedroom swung open.
I could not believe what was happening. Cassandra, Kathy and some other
girl I did not
recognize came walking in. They were all naked and each one of them was
carrying an eagle
feather! "Ready to play?" Sarah asked me as she placed the tape over my
mouth.
THE END
