Public Use, Round Two

He went downstairs to meet up with some friends, then brought them up. He then left again a few more times to pick up more friends. Now, I do not know who his "friends" were, they could have been guys, girls, young, old, attractive, ugly. It didn't matter. That was part of the play, that I had no idea who the people using me were (although I trust him to ensure they were clean, since he still wanted me himself).

As per the rules, no one touched me. I can bet they were saying many wickedly naughty things about me (they had no rules against what they could say, and nothing they could say would hurt my feelings anyways since I couldn't hear them), looking me over, eyes probing every part of my naked body, but they did not touch. Eventually, my friend came up to me and removed the headphones.

"One last time before we start. Are you sure you want to do this? Are you absolutely sure?"

I shook my head yes.

"Ok, we are starting. Please remember to shake your head no if you want to stop for any reason. I will watch to make sure all the rules are followed."

So, you can probably guess what we arranged. He contacted some of his friends, I did not want to know the exact number, and their job was to do anything they wanted to me outside of harming or hurting me. I don't mean the "He is a little ruff" type of hurt, but the "slap, smack, spank, pinch, poke, hit, kick" type of hurt. Since we had all night, they could do whatever multiple times, at least until I stopped them, or they decided to stop themselves.

I stood there, the minutes dragging out, wondering what was going on, why wasn't anyone doing anything.

Suddenly a hand caressed my left ass cheek. It was so unexpected I almost jumped. I would have squeaked, or screamed, or something, if not for the gag in my mouth. My heart was racing as if I had run a hundred miles.

Then, another hand grabbed my right breast. Jump, but this time less, since I had some connection to the world again through the hand playing with my ass.

I suddenly felt hot breath on my neck from the left side, followed my kisses on my cheek (face, I will specify if it is ass cheek), a tongue occasionally licking my cheek. Then the person moved down, kissing my neck, then nipping slightly. It was not painful, more ticklish, and it drove me both wild with lust and with the sudden urge to laugh.

My left nipple was grabbed, and I felt hands moving down my belly towards my fur. Suddenly, the hand caressing my ass cheek disappeared, and another hand showed up between my thighs (yes, some of the hands could be the same roving over my naked body, but to me they were just disembodied hands randomly groping me).

The hand between my thighs moved up and the owner started probing my pussy, moving my outer lips aside so his fingers could move further within me. By now I was getting very wet, as his hand played with me.

I could feel his fingers pushing into me, out of me, back into me, trying to push deeper, go further, as if he was trying to map my entire pussy with his touch. It was intoxicating, it was violating, it was dirty and exciting. I started shaking like a leaf blowing in the wind.

All the hands left me suddenly, and I was left suddenly without this limited, outside world connection. It felt like being abandoned suddenly, with no one in the world.

The headphone again came off my left ear a couple minutes later and my friend whispered, "Are you ok?"

I shook my head up and down violently, wanting to make sure he knew I was fine, I was ready, I wanted to continue.

"You are shaking though. Are you sure you are ok?"

I was shaking because it was overwhelming. Not being able to see, to hear, to do anything but smell and feel helped enhance the smell and made me notice the sensations of touch even more. In some ways, it almost felt like too much, but in other ways, it was intoxicating, enthralling. Every touch felt like a violation, every touch felt like the most exquisite caress (I recommend to everyone to try sensory deprivation during sex play at least once. God, I'm shaking now just remembering this to write it).

Again I shook my head up and down frantically. He placed the headphones back over my ears.

It took a couple more minutes until I was touched again, but this time it was not a caress, a kiss, a fondle. This time it was a slight push to the back.

Obeying the command, I started moving forward, slowly, since I was afraid I would fall down since my balance was already so tenuous.

Suddenly, I was embraced by someone from behind, his hands wrapped around my torso, like he was about to give me a hug, his hands just below the breasts.

I was suddenly lifted into the air. I am not sure if I was moving to slowly for his taste, or if he was worried I would fall over, but he decided to carry me over to a couch in the room.

I was set back down and the hands left me. Now someone was pushing me forward by both shoulders. Not a light push, but one that made me move forward until suddenly I ran into something. It was slightly lower than waist high, and I guessed it was the couch. He kept pushing, forcing me to bend over it, so my ass was above my head and my face was laying against the cool leather. While it was slightly awkward, and made it a little harder to breath, it was not a horrible position.

Again, the hands disappeared, and I was left there, feeling the leather against my breasts and face, my ass and pussy exposed to everyone in the room, propped up on the back of the couch.

Suddenly, I could feel a hand, covered in slick, oily lubricant, working its way between my ass cheeks and then down to my pussy (by the way silly boys, you never do anything ass to pussy, you always go pussy to ass).

A penis started pushing between my ass cheeks, while hands grabbed each cheek and spread my ass wide.

The head hit my rectum and pushed. This was the first thing to be done? I wasn't ready! I wanted to be played with more, to have my pussy filled. I panicked a bit, sucking air through my nose.

Even with the lube it was a bit painful, and the penis was being pushed forcefully, as if he wanted to be in me right now, no matter what. I would of cried out, but was unable. I wanted to shriek "Slow down asshole!", or maybe it was "Get the fuck away from me", but could only scream it in my mind. I almost started shaking my head to signal I was done when his penis slid all the way in.

My mind reeled in semi-agony, semi-lust, and I wanted nothing more than to shit that penis back out. Then he started pumping me, and the longer he went, the less it hurt. The pain, receding back, was replaced by a sense of utter intimacy, utter violation. I could really "feel" him. I could feel every single thrust, could tell you exactly how deep inside me he was. It was wild and o so dirty.

After a few minutes, he came. I could feel his cum spurting inside me, warm and wet. He stayed there until his penis started getting soft, until it popped out, no longer able to resist my anus squeezing it out.

Then, I started feeling the goo leak from my anus. Utterly humiliated, I kept repeating in my mind "Get it off, get it off, wash me off! I don't want people to see me like this!". Fortunately someone, my friend or one of the other people in the room, came over and wiped me down with a wet cloth. I wanted to kiss them, right then and there. Well, if I could have used my mouth.

Meanwhile, while someone was shoving his penis into my anus, someone else had sat down next to me. I could feel the couch move slightly, pulling me towards the person who sat down just a little bit. He reached under me and started fondling the side of my left breast. He didn't even need to move his hand, with me being bounced back and forth by the guy thrusting into my ass. Leaning over, he started kissing my back. Hot, wet kisses. What made it even more exciting was that these weren't the lust filled, licking, rough kisses, but more like the soft kisses that an intimate lover uses. Between the violation of my ass and the soft lovers kisses on my back, I almost felt like I was with a kinky lover, not some stranger (It could have been a lover, I stayed lovers with my "friend" for a while after that, until he got all weird on me).

It helped calm me, stop me from panicking (at least until the gooey mess started leaking from me). It felt wonderful. Maybe that was the intent, or maybe my friend had picked someone who wants to honestly make love, rather than just get off.

He pushed his hand under my breast and moved it so he had access to my nipple, then started to alternate between pinching it and pushing it in. With a penis in my ass and my nipple being stimulated, I started absolutely gushing. I wanted nothing more than for the penis to get out of my ass and into my pussy.

Once I was cleaned up, a finger started pushing against my pussy lips. This time it wasn't rough, just a gentle push until it sunk into me. The finger came out, and something cold was put in its place. It started vibrating, tickling me, then was pushed inside me to replace the removed finger. The vibrator was turned up, and I could feel the tingling pleasure building in me again. Two fingers slid my lips apart at the clit and started to slowly work it. Rubbing up and down, then back and forth, in small motions, exhilaration shot threw me. It felt so goood, god I wanted to cry out. My eyes rolled up and I could only sit there, shuddering, basking in the pleasure. I climaxed again.

Two down, and we just started. This night was so wonderful already (although my ass was still throbbing).

There was a long night ahead of me.