My eyes slowly open and I find myself gazing at a ceiling that is totally foreign to me. The bright lights in the room are hurting my eyes as I try and acclimatise to my surroundings. Why am I not in my bed? Where am I? How did I get here?
I remember being at the club with my fiancee, Charles, and his best friends David and Devin. Charles jokingly refers to them as the “Double Ds” because of their infatuation with big breasted women. Luckily for me Charles just loves my perky little C cups. We have all known each other since high school and the Double Ds look out for me like I'm their little sister when Charles is not around or away on another one of his business trips.
“We found love in a hopeless place” by Rihanna was still ringing in my ears and I recalled getting lost in the music and dancing up a storm in my new skin tight white designer dress which Charles had bought me for our 2nd anniversary together and I was doing my best to look good in it for him on the dance floor. My dancing partner was some random girl David had been chatting up who was busting out of her top and was so drunk I thought she was going to topple over in her high heeled “fuck me boots” As for me, I probably had one two many Espresso Martinis but I was just in my happy place, enjoying the night out. So why couldn't I remember how I got here? I have heard about drinks being spiked with “date rape”drugs at night clubs but Charles bought all my drinks that night and the boys were very protective if a stranger tried to pick me up or got to close to me.
As I started regaining full consciousness I tried to raise myself up to investigate my surroundings further, but found my wrists were tied to the table I was laying on. I then realised my legs were fastened to stirrups as if I was getting ready for a gynaecology examination or to give birth. I was covered by a sheet, but naked otherwise.
From out of nowhere a voice came across a loud speaker in the corner of the room. “Sarah I see that you are waking up. Don't be afraid. We have not bought you here to harm you. Just do what you are told and everything will be alright”.
The voice was deep but had a familiar tone to it but I couldn't place it due to my now apparent drugged state.
All of a sudden the lights dimmed and the door to the room opened and in walked 2 men and a female. The men were completely naked apart from the masks they were wearing which appeared to be almost animalistic and Roman sandals on their feet. The female was also masked and looked a bit like cat woman, but besides the mask was only wearing long high heeled boots and a tail was protruding from her bottom. One of the men moved forward and removed my sheet leaving me totally spread and naked. The voice started speaking again.
“I have invited 2 cocks and 1 cunt to the room to be with you” Do you like their outfits? Do you like the cute furry tail on kitty. I took great pleasure inserting the butt plug earlier tonight.”
As I lay there quite helpless and scared I felt moisture rushing into my loins and started feeling embarrassed. The voice came on again.
“Sarah, I must say you looks quite beautiful lying their so open and vulnerable. While you were asleep we took the liberty to wash and shave your pussy. It looks very tight and hungry for pleasure. Has Charles not been fucking you enough?.” How did he know the name of my fiancee? I thought to myself. Who are you? I shouted out. “Your questions will be answered later but for now let the games begin” bellowed the voice.
END OF PART 1
So far my Steemit experience has been good with one disappointment. The lack of comments on my posts either positive or negative. So partly out of curiosity to see if sex sells I will only post Part 2 if I have at least 20 genuine comments to this post.