My name is Alisha. Mary was my best friend. We couldn't have more different, but we were so close we even called each other sister. I have blue eyes, light yellow hair and a small, petite body that stopped growing in junior high, which bothered me some. She's a redhead with dark green eyes and she ended up having a smoking hot body that belonged to a model, which she did sometimes. I was also shy, quiet, and a little naive while she was outgoing, adventuresome and somewhat brazen. After a long succession of boyfriends (and some one night stands), she settled down with handsome man named Darien and they were soon married. They lived next door and I'd come by their house and they to mine to help with chores or to have fun.

It was not long after my 18th birthday I stopped their house on a Saturday afternoon while my parents were shopping. Their car was in the drive way, which told me they were home. I knocked and rang the doorbell, but there was no answer. I had a key, so I let myself in. Before I could call out to them I heard something coming from upstairs. I followed the sounds to the bedroom. I looked in and put my hands over my mouth to silence my gasp.

Mary was completely naked, gagged and blindfolded, her hands cuffed to the headboard. Her gorgeous ass was on two pillows and she held her legs in the air. Darien was also naked, sitting on all fours with his head between her legs, licking her thighs and pussy, her clit shining like a pearl. She gave a loud muffled shout through her gag and bucked her pelvis.

"That's it," he told her. "Writhe and wriggle for me, my beauty."

"MMRRGH!!"

Unable to see me and too busy to notice, they continued. I just stood there, transfixed. My nipples hardened and started to hurt some and my pussy got wet and hotter than it had ever been before. My hands started to drift to under my clothes almost on their own.

He raised up some and I got to see...IT! I'd never seen a penis before and the one before me was...magnificent! It it was massive; very thick and a ruler's length. And it was beautiful.

He put the tip of it at her swollen nether lips. He didn't enter her but ran head up and down them to tease her, making her twitch and groan loudly.

"Do you want me to fuck you, my pretty slave?"

"YEFF! OO GAH YEFF! FUFF MUH HERR! PEETH!!"

He rammed into her. Again and again. The muffled screams she made sounded like he was hurting her and the heat I felt inside quickly cooled. But then he ungagged her for her shout, "Oh yes, Master, yes! Fuck your slave as hard as you can!"

She then asked him to uncuff her, saying she wanted to touch him. He did and she put her hands on his well sculpted ass as if to push him even further in, though it did look like it would be great to hold. He took off her blindfold, but they were too busy looking into each other's eyes for her to see me. He pounded her and pounded her until he said he was going to come.

"Come on me!" she yelled. "I want to feel it all over me!"

He pulled out and shot his load to cover Mary's face and tits in white goo. Despite how gross it looked, she had a big smile on her lovely face.

"Would you like the clean the excess off me?" Darien offered

"Hell yeah," she told him. "I'll take your dick in my mouth hard or soft."

But when he moved to position himself, she saw me. The smile melted off her face and her eyes looked like they were going to pop out of her head.

"Alisha?!" she yelped angrily. "What the fuck are you doing?!?"

I squawked and ran. I went to the door but Darien managed to overtake me. I stood in front of him, shaking. I stared at his cock, hanging there and dripping. He cleared his throat and I looked up at his face. He had a stern but understanding look.

"Alisha," he said in a calm but firm voice, "come back upstairs please."

Feeling nervous, I did. Mary had cleaned herself off and put a robe on. Her face was red as her hair.

"J-Just what were you doing, Alisha?"

"M-Mom and Dad went to do some shopping and I came over to see if you guys would help me with some cleaning I needed to do or if we could do something fun and have lunch. No one answered the door, so I let myself in. And then I heard you and when I saw you I couldn't stop watching." I gave them a teary eyed, apologetic look. "I'm sorry! I-I know I shouldn't have just come in like but—"

"It's okay," Mary told me, having calmed down a little. "Like you said, you knew we were here and was just looking for like you've done before. We're just sorry you had to see that."

"Don't be," I tell her. "That... that was the most exicting thing I've ever seen. And I felt things I can't even describe."

"Why thank you," Darien told me. "But you still need to be punished for peeping, young lady. Since this is your first offense I'll just let you off a with a good spanking. Please take off your pants and undies."

I went "eek!" and covered my butt with my hands.

"That's not helping," Mary told him with a frown. "Get us something to drink while I talk to her...and put some clothes on."

"She' already seen enough," Darien replied as he slipped some pants on. "And it'll depreive you both of a wonderful sight."

Mary glared at him to silence him and he left. She sat on the bed with me and held my hand. She opened her mouth to say something, but I cut her off.

"D-Does he tie you up like that a lot?"

"Hmm...I'd say moderately. We still have regular sex, but we do like some bondage fun. Darien's got a thing for it. He's been into bondage since he was in his teens and found out about it through the internet."

"W-What's it like? Does it hurt? Is it ever scary?"

"It can hurt sometimes.But's so exicting! I'd been with a lot of guys before I met Darien, but none of them ever made me feel the things he did when he tied me up. I was kinda nervous at first, but then I really got into it! He can be so loving and gentle sometimes and other times he's rough I'm sitff and sore for a while."

Darien joined us with the drinks and Mary bought him up to speed.

"Have you tied up other women before?" I asked.

He nodded. "But I always make sure they were willing and comfortable. Bondage and BDSM should be about adding excitement and passion to someone's sex life and adding extra pleasure and enjoyment to the experience. Despite what you may've thought, Mary was having a good time."

"A very, very good time," she added with a smile.

"Playing the role of a kidnapper or burglar can be fun and exciting," Darien continued, "but I've never done things to a woman without her permission. And if I did something to hurt her I'd do my best do make it up to her. I certainly can't speak for other bondage masters, but I make sure my 'slaves' get as much pleasure as possible."

I stared at him starry eyed. Before the conversation could continue, the phone rang. It was my parents, home early and needing some help. I told Mary and Darien and hasty good by and left quickly.
Late that night after I'd gone to bed, thoughts of what I had seem played in my head over and over again. One hand set under my night shirt to fondle a small breast while the other pulled my pants and panties out of the the way to put its fingers in my pussy. I imagine handsome, loving Darien with his great body and big, beautiful cock touching me and kissing me, putting IT in my mouth and what it would feel like to have him deep inside me. I thought of Mary, my lifelong friend who was everything I'd wanted to be as a woman, beautiful and sexy with full, big breasts and gorgeous legs and ass. I pulled my fingers from my puss and licked my nectar off them pretending it was hers. I continued masturbating with a sheet in my mouth to silence my moans, pretending I was gagged. I wondered what it would be tied up, cuffed or somehow restrain and what different kinds of gags would feel like in my mouth. I kept it up until I bought myself to climax, the biggest one I'd ever had. And even as I drifted to sleep, I started to dream of being Darien's bound and nude captive, completley at his mercy and my body his to do with as he saw fit...

A few days later, my parents told me they were going away on a business trip for the weekend and they'd asked Darien and Mary to let me stay with them, which was just fine by me. Mom and Dad were gone by the time I got home from school and I headed straight next door where Mary greeted me. Darien was still at work. We sat down and started to talk and the conversation ended up back to the previous Saturday. I asked her all kinds of questions about what it was like to be tied up, teased and/or tortured. She just smiled.

"How about I show you?" she told me.

She got a length of rope and some cloth. I looked from it to her, realizing what she wanted to do.

"There's no way to really the describe the feeling of being bound," she said. "And everyone has different feeling about it. The best way to learn is to experience it for yourself and see what you think. But if you don't—"

"I-I want to," I told her, looking at the rope transfixed. "I want to feel it at least once." I gave her a curious look. "Should I strip?"

"Only if you want to," she said with a warm smile.

I took off my clothes, but stopped at my underwear. Evene though me and Mary had seen each other in varying states of undress over the years, this time felt very, very different.

"My," she said approvingly, "someone's getting bolder with age. Now put your hands behind your back please."

I did and she tied my wrists together, then my elbows after asking me if she could. She sat me down and tied my ankles and knees, again asking if she could take it a step further. The ropes were tight enough to restrian my movements, but didn't hurt any. She asked me to open my mouth. She picked up the cloth, then stopped. She put it down and left the room. She quickly came back with something else, apologizing for the delay but she'd thought of something better to gag me with. She stuffed a different kind of cloth in my mouth and put a piece of clear tape over it. I felt of the thing in my mouth and realized it was...a pair of panties! I gave a muffled yelp of surprise. Mary gave me this loving look I'd seen many times before, but this time there was something a little...different about it. She saw that I noticed and quickly shook it off.

"I'm going to let you struggle for a while to see how much you like or dislike the ropes." She turned to leave, then stopped. "Wait. We'll make this more interesting..."

She made me lie down on the couch and put a pair of scissors on edge of the table. She then got a timer.

"If you can get out of that before time's up, we stop," she explained. "But if you're still tied by the time I get back, I get to do whatever I want to with you. But if that's too much for you, just shake your head."

I thought about it, then nodded.

She set the timer and left. I started to struggle in an attempt to loosen my bonds to get out of them. But they were just too strong. I wriggled and squirmed to get off the couch, but ended up falling on my stomach. I crawled, wormlike, to the table...which turned out to be a little draining. I tried to raise up to get the scissors...but couldn't. I tried to reach up for them, but my arms could barely move and I couldn't even get a good veiw of them. With some difficuIty, I flipped myself over and then repositioned myself to try to get them with my feet. I ended up kicking them off the table and they landed a few feet away. I wriggled and rolled over to them and when I reached them I had to line them up and carefully fumble around to with my hands so I didn't get cut.

The entire time the ticking of the timer filled with me with anxiety, excitement and some dread. I was a little sweaty, feeling a little light headed from breathing through just my nose, my skin was a little itchy from being rubbed by the carpet to much and the taste in my mouth made me wonder if the panties were dirty or clean. I finally managed to get a grip on the scissors and started to try to use them. I managed to hold them to where they'd open some and held them against the rope. But I when I closed them there wasn't enough pressure and they just pressed into the rope. I squeezed harder and still no effect. I pressed down as hard as I could and only ended up making them almost fall out of my hands. I started to move them back and forth in an effort to saw through the rope. It took some work, but finally I started to feel it work just the tiniest bit. I started to move them faster and felt them got into the rope some and even a little bit of slack. But then I lost control and they fell out of my hands. Feeling tired but panicked, I tried to get them back in my hands. But when I got them the timer went off.

Mary came back into the room, a triumphant look on her great face. I looked up at her with wide, pleading eyes and mewling through my gag.

"You tried your best," she told me sportingly. "But you're still tied and now you're my pretty little doll to play with."

She got a collar and short leash. "If I'd known this was going to happen," she commented as she put it on, "we would've gotten on that would've looked better on you."

She untied my legs and lead me upstairs to the bathroom. She made me bend over at the sink and wet my hair. She poured something into it and rubbed it in. She repeated the process a couple of times and stopped. She straightned me up and I looked back a girl with pink hair. Memories of when we used to this when we were kids came flooding back to me.

"There!" She declared. "Now you really look my little sister. And you're so adorable."

She made me sit on the tiolet and took my panties off.

"Keep your legs spread," she told me sternly. "Don't make me use a spreader bar."

Even though I didn't know what that was, I did as I was told. I gasped as she got can of shaving cream and a razor. Even though I felt embarrassed and a little scared, I kept my legs apart for her, but shook. She gave me a wram smile that made me feel a little better.

"It's either this or dye your pubes, and this is a lot easier. Plus, it'll look good on you."

I closed my eyes as she put on the cream and moaned and shivered as she shaved me down there, my face flushing the whole time. She was careful and gentle, but that's didn't take how away from strange it felt.

"There!" She said when she was done. She rubbed it and I moaned louder. "An adorable little puss for an adorable little girl." She gave it a little smack that made me yelp, though more in surprise than any pain. There was a pause and she gave it a little peck. She helped me stand back up and led me to the bedroom. She made lie down on the bed, tied my arms to the headboard with some extra rope, and tied each leg to a post to where I was in a "Y" shape.

Nothing happened for a few minutes. I mewled through the panties and tape. Had she left without me hearing? I tested my bonds. There was some slack that let me move my legs to bend them some, but not enough to get much leverage and my arms couldn't move as much, though now my elbows were untied. I moved arounf some, making muffled sounds with fear starting to grow in me. I stopped when I felt her hand on my cheek.

"Shh..." she told me in a soothing voice. "It's okay. Something came up I had to take care of, but now I'm back and ready for some fun."

She rubbed her hands over me in way that felt good all over.

"My pretty little Alisha," she said in a quiet, loving voice. "We've grown up together, but you stopped growing at some point in junior high and have stayed little and cute all these years. I've thought about...us, sometimes, but then I'd feel guilty and disgusted with myself. But now you're ready and willing. I'm so happy. Thank you."

She started to lightly kiss and lick me all over, on my chest, stomach, legs, arms, feet and even my arm pits. I groaned through my gag and squirmed in my bonds. I felt her tongue in my belly button and thrashed with a squeal of muffled laughter. She took the tape off and I spat the soaked panties out. But before I could say anything, she kissed me. I big, long passionate kiss fomr the movies I'd always dreamed of getting. It wasn't my first kiss, but definitely the best. Our mouths parted and a string of drool breify connected us before breaking apart.

"S-Sis..."

She put a finger on my lips. "Shh...don't talk. I just want to hear that pretty little voice moan and groan in pleasure."

She took off my bra and I was now one hundred percent exposed. I felt her hands on my breasts and she started to fondle them and I moaned loudly at the wonderful feeling. I never though it would feel so good.

"They're small," she told me, "but still big enough to play with. And they're so cute. Like cupcakes with candy on top." With that she licked a nipple, making me yelp. She sucked, licked and nipped my nipple, making me groan and shout, pulling on my bonds. She took a breast in her mouth and sucked on it, making moan louder. I gasped as she put our boobs together, the feeling of her big ones smooshing my little ones with our hard nipples pressing together unlike anything I've ever experienced. She gently slid two fingers into my increasingly moist pussy, carefully probing around. She then took them out and I could hear her licking her fingers clean.

"Mmm...such a wonderful flavor. Almost like honey."

She put her hand back into me with three fingers while other hand groped a breast and her mouth went back and forth from nipple to the other. It was bliss, being used in such a wonderful way by someone I loved so much. After a while she repositioned herself to be kneel over me on all fours. She pulled my nether lips apart and giggled

"Your clit looks like a piece of candy!...What a beautiful sight you are down here. It's so slick and shiny." She took a whiff of it. "And such a clean, wholesome smell."

I yelpd as she stuck her tongue in and started to lick around. I moaned and shouted as licked and kissed my pussy both on the outside and the inside. I stuck my tongue as far it would go and held my head up in an attempt to find hers. I could smell it, but it was just out of reach. The tip of my tongue
finally found it, but just enough to feel it.

"Oh!" she giggled. I felt movement as she looked at me. "Would you like some?"

"Please!" I said "Please, Sis! I know I won't be as good as you, but I'll try my best. And it smells so good!"

She lowered herself some and I stuck my tongue into her as far as it would go. Her juice had a tangy, sweet flavor that was downright addictive.

"AGH!" she shouted. "That's it! You make me so pro—AAUGH!"

She went back to servicing me and we "sixty nined" each other for a what felt like forever, out moans, groans, gasps and shouts like a chorus of great music. It seemed to go on forever. Part of me wish it would last that long, but then I felt the heat in me strentghened.

"I'm gonna come!" I announce as my hips started to buck and pulled on my leg ropes as far as they'd go.

"Me too!" she told me. "Come with me! On my signal! One--two—thre—EEEEAAYYUUGGHH!!"

"YYYYAAAAUUUGGGHHH!!!"

It more powerful than I ever thought an orgasm could possibly be. It wracked my entire body and I tugged on the ropes holding me so hard it hurt as I thrashed around like a fish, screaming. When it was over I lay in the bed, limp, light headed, and a little numb. Mary untied me and took off my blindfold. She as I'd felt, she was naked and wearing an angelic smile. She kissed me again.

"T-Thank you, sis..." I told her.

"You're more than welcome. And thank you."

"Indeed," a new voice said.

I looked up to see Darien holding a video camera with one hand in his dick in another.

"That was magnificent," he said as he turned the camera off. "A heartwarming display of sisterly love."

"We're very sorry, but it was just too good an opportunity to pass up," Mary told me. "I called him to come home just a little early and record that little adventure. That's what the pause was about earlier. You're not mad, are you?"

I shook my head. "No. I'm glad he taped it so I can see what it was like and have that to watch again and again."

They exchange a smile. "We're very glad to hear that," Mary told me.

"C-Could someone hand me my clothes please?"

"No need," Darien said. "We've all seen each other naked enough there's no point in acting shy now."

"But...someone might see us."

"That's part of the thrill of it," Mary told me. "Me and Darien have ran around in the nude a lot and no one's caught us, though there have been a bunch of close calls. You just rest up for later."

I lay in bed until I regained some energy, and then got up to get a snack. I was just sitting there eating a hot pocket without a stitch on like a nudist and it felt both strange and exciting to be naked for heck of it. I kept glancing at nearby windows to make sure no one was there and if there was they couldn't see me. It just finished when Mary came into the kitchen.

"Feeling better?" she asked.

"Yup," I answered with a nod.

"Ready to play another game?"

"Sure!" I chirped as I hopped out of my seat. Even though I'd just finished resting up, I was eager to experience more bondage and to find out what was in store for me.

"That's my girl," Mary said with a proud smile. "This way."

As I followed she told me what I was in for. "For this we're going to do a little role playing. You're going to be a schoolgirl who's in trouble with her teacher, who will be played by Darien."

"Ooh!" I said in excitement.

"But first we need to get you in the proper outfit."

We went into the bedroon and she got some clothes for me. A school girl's uniform. I put it on and was surprised that it fit me perfectly. "D-Did you guys get this just for me?"

"Nope," she replied with a sly smile. "It was a little something for fantasy nights that really showed off my work."

I imagined her wearing it, barely covering her, and blushed.

"Though I gotta say it looks way better on you. Especially with that pink hair. You look so cute and hot! Darien's going to love this."

She led me to a room with a desk. Darien was waiting on us, dressed in a starch shirt and coat, glasses and a tie. He made a good teacher. He saw me and gave me an approving smile.

"Niiice," he said. "This is gonna be sweet! Do how do wanna do this? You wanna be innocent and naieve or, well...a spoiled bitch?"

I thought about it. "...I think being a brat sounds kinda fun."

"This will be interesting!" Mary said with a laugh as she picked up the camera.

I was made to go out of the room and close the door.

"Action!" Mary called out.

Thinking about how the snooty girls at school acted, I went in. Darien was looking over some papers, mock grading them.

"What is it?" I asked, trying to sound as prissy as I could.

"Well, Alisha," he responded trying to sound like a stern teacher. "I'm concerned about your grades. They're getting dangerously low. Sometimes you don't even do your homework at all."

"So what?" I retorted. "It's not like I need to know all that shit you teach. It's not like I'll ever need to know it. I'll marry someone rich like Daddy."

Darien was momentarliy stunned by my performance, but quickly regained his composure. "You won't get far in live with that attitude, young lady."

"Oh yeah? What you going to do abou—HEY!"

He jumped up, grabbed me, and threw me on the desk. With a hand over my mouth, he reached into a drawer and got out some duct tape to gag me with. He then got out a pair of hand cuffs and used them to restrain me arms behind my back. I struggled and kicked, shouting through the tape as he laid me down across his knees. He pulled my skirt up, pulled my panties and gave my ass a good hard swat that made me give a muffled yelp.

"I'll show what I'll do! For starters, you could use a good spanking."

He proceeded to slap my ass hard as I yelled and struggled. He paused and got out a paddle to make the spanking even worse. He stopped when he saw that was crying. I could feel my butt throbbing and swollen and I could picture its red glow. He put me off his lap and on my knees, unbuttoning my shirt and removing my bra.

"Has the princess bitch learned her lesson?"

I nodded and whimpered through the gag.

"Okay then. Disrespect your teacher again and I'll use a bigger harder paddle and put the handle in that cute anus. Got it?"

I nodded again and mewled.

"Good. Now be a good little girl and be quiet after I take this off."

He took the tape off my mouth.

"Now for an even more important lesson...have you ever given a blow job before?"

"N-No," I told him, unable to act enough to pretend I had.

"Excellent. Then I'm about to teach you a valuable skill every girl should know."

He took off his belt and let his pants and underwear fall to free his big cock, which was already nice and hard.

"Open you mouth as wide as you can, put it around my dick head, and close it if there's any space."

There was barely any space between my lips and his monstrous member, but I did as I was told.

"Now take in as much of my shaft as you can."

I moved my mouth down his rod slowly until I couldn't hold any more, making a choking noise when I'd reached my limit.

"Move your head back and forth along its length, using your lips and tongue to make me feel good."

I started it slowly at first as I gauged myself, then gradually increased speed as I got into it and improved my virgin technique. Darien's groans told me I was getting better.

"That's it," he told me as he rubbed my head. "Just go with the rhythm that's best for you. Besides, there's no such thing as a bad blow job. First timers are among the best..."

So I continued for felt like the better part of half an hour. Drool made its way out of my mouth and dribbled down my chin and onto my chest and my jaw started get sore. Then Darien put his hands on my head and started "mouth fuck" me, his cock swelling up like it was going to pop. It pulsed and his gooey sperm went into my mouth, filling it with a flavor like nothing I'd ever experienced. I felt another pulse and pulle my head away, unable to hold any more. It splattered on my face. And other pulse got a wad on my chest. It was warm and sticky and I felt both a little disgusted and thrilled at the same time.

"Very good," Darien told me with a sigh. "That oughta make up some grades. I think we'll have to schedule some more private sessions..."

"Y-Yes sir," I replied meekly.

"Cut!" Mary called out. "Wonderful, that was just wonderful!"

"You okay, Alisha?" Darien asked in concern as he took off his glasses. "That spanking didn't hurt too much did it? I think I got carried away."

"I can take it," I told him with a smile.

Mary knelt down beside me. "Here, let me clean you up."

"Tha-AANKS!"

She took hold of me and started to lick the cum off my face and chest. I moaned and shivered at the feel of her tongue and firm but gentle grip. When she was done she had to uncuff me so I could wash the salavia off. I came out of the bathroom to find that supper was ready. The food was delicious and the sight of Darien and Mary back in the nude was a good bonus. When we finished eating they made me wash the dishes while they got desert ready.

When I was finished I came back to see Mary gagged, blinfolded and tied to the table, each limb tied to a leg so she was spread eagled. I saw the chocolate, caramel, and strawberry syrups and whipped cream. I smiled at Darien, who put his finger to his lips before I could say anything. He held out the chocolate syrup out and I took it. I poured it on Mary's big boobs and she yelled loudly through her gag at the feel of it. I leaned down to lick the syrup off and suck her nipples hard and she sqeauled and thrashed in her bonds, making the table move some. Darien poured the caramel on her stomach and lapped it up, making her scream as he cleaned out her navel. We went like this for a while, putting something on her and licking and sucking it off, with some attention to her special areas. Then the best cream of all started to come out of her pussy and we reall got a tasty treat. All the while Mary shouted and jumped in her bounds, acting like she was going to go crazy. She begged us to let her come through her gag, but Darien said we would when the time was right. When it was he gave me a look and held the bottle for the chocolate syrup right above her pussy. She almost knocked the table over as it oozed over her. We stuck out tongues into her and she didn't just come, she exploded! The taste of lady cum and chocalte filled my mouth in a wonderous taste I can't even describe other than saying it was heavenly.

We untied her and took her upstairs to wash off and put her in bed to rest. She had this blank smile on her face and acted like she was half asleep as we carried her and cleaned her. But when we put her in bed she gave each of us a big kiss.

While she was resting we decided it was Darien's turn to play with me. He tied my hands behind me, gagged me, attached a stick with cuffs on it to my ankles so that my legs were spread open and "ate me out".

"Mmm..." he after several minutes of licking my wet pussy, "such a clean, wholesome taste and smell.
Like liquid candy. And such an adorable little clit," he adding, tapping it.

"MUGH!"

"And so sensitive!"

He took his time making me cum, taking me to a wonderful height of ecstacy that left me weak as kitten. He untied me and bed me in bed with Mary. She put her arms around me and held me tight, her breasts making the best pillows in the world.

"Are you having a good a time as we are?" she asked.

"Oh yes," I told her. "You're a very lucky woman to have a man like Darien."

"I know," she told me. "And I don't mind sharing him with my little sister."

"Thank you so much, Sis," I told her as I tightened my embrace on her.

We lay there in each other's arms until Darien announced it was time for bed. But I wouldn't be in bed with them or even the guest bed. I asked what was going to happen, but he just said it was a surprise.

He had me stand up and put a plug in my anus and a small dildo in my vaj. He made me put my arms on my side and told me to be perfectly still and close my eyes. The I felt it: the smooth, soft feeling of silk being wrapped around my ankles and make it way up my legs. I opened my eyes to see Darien unraveling a roll of silk cloth to wrap up my body. I was being mummified. He worked fast and I was soon cocooned from head to toe. I moaned at the feel of silk tightly pressing my entire body and the things in my private places and gave a shudder.

"Such a cute little mummy," Darien commented, his voice muffled some because my ears were covered. "You're not scared, are you?"

I shook my head. I was a little nervous and being encased and unable to move, but I trusted him fully. I felt him pat my head.

"What a good little girl you are."

He picked me up and laid me down in what I guessed was a trunk or crate. The strip of cloth on my mouth was pulled down enough for him and Mary to kiss me and for me to tell them good night, then put over it. With the dildo and butt plug giving me a good feeling to go with the silk huggin my body I drifted off to sleep, dreaming of what I had experienced and what I would go through for the next two days.

I woke up the next morning with a familiar sensation that signaled I needed to use the tiolet. I kicked against the trunk and yelled as loud I could. The trunk was opened and Mary's voice asked "What's wrong?!"

"BAFFUUGM!!"

"Oh crap," I heard Darien hissed.

They cut the silk off me and I ran to the bathroom, tossing the dildo and butt plug out and making it just time. I returned to them with a sad, apologetic look.

"I-I'm sor—"

"No apology neccesary," Darien told me. "This isn'e the first time nature's call got in the way of my fun. And I was going to get need another roll of silk anyway. All that matters is that a crisis was averted."

"Oh," I said, feeling even more relieved.

We went through a regualr morning (except for being naked) as Darien thought of what to do and give us a break, which I didn't mind. It was after lunch when it was finally time to play again. He gagged and hand cuffed both of us, made us lie face down on the kitchen table and put a spreader bar on each of us.

"Now for a little contest..." he said. I gasped at the feeling of two fingers going into me and watched Mary's reaction as she was fingered too. As he worked his finger in and out of us, I watched her as the expression of pleasure spread over her face and she moaned beautifully and moved in rhythm to his hand. I moaned quieter, listening to her and watching her as I moved my pelivs with the hand working my cunt.

"My," Darien commented, "what an interesting difference. One girl is good and hot while the other one is a little wetter."

If he meant to us about who he was talking about, it fell on deaf ear as we were both to busy to care. He stopped, saying it was time for the main event. He put a big vibrator in each of us and turned them on.

"Let's see which one of you can go the longest without cumming," he said. "The winner gets a treat while the loser gets punished."

I moaned and struggled as the vibe worked its magic on me, as did Mary. After several minutes he turned the vibes up and we gave muffled yelps of pleasure. It felt so good, but the fear of punishment and promise of reward made me try to ignore the fire getting hotter within me. But the feelings in me, as well as watching Mary writhe and groan, started to over take me. Then Darien turned the vibrators on high. I tried as hard as I could to resist, but it soon became too much. I started to move my hips for relief...but then I started doing it too much. I was gasping and grunting through my gag and sweating profusely, I held on as long as I could. And then the white hot bless came coursing through my body, unable to be denied any longer.

"MMAAUUGH!!"

"MMAAUUHH!!"

"Well, well," Darien laughed. "It's a tie! Hmm...I guess you'll both have to punished and rewarded."

He got out a flogger and rubbed it over us so we could feel its many strands. Then with a snap and I felt a stinging sensation go through my ass and I gave muffled yell of pain, followed by one from Mary. We got five lashes each. I could imagine the red welts on our butts, legs and backs. Then he flipped us over and hit our fronts. But a loud scream from me when one of my breasts was hit made him stop.

"Oh God!" he yelped as he untied me. He hugged me as I started to cry. "Alisha I'm so sorry. I-I got carried away and things got out of hand."

"I-It's okay," I told him, feeling better already. "P-People get whipped all the time in bondage things. I-I'm just sorry I was too much a wuss to take it. I-If you want to try again I think I could do better."

"What a great girl you are," he told me with an approving smile. I could see that Mary was moved too.

"Now for the treat..." he said.

He sat down for us to give him a "double blow job" as he called it. We licked, sucked and kissed either side of prick while taking turns putting it in our mouths. Sometimes one of us would do his penis while the other serviced his balls. We'd give each other little kisses and licks when our faces were close enough. After some time he told me to get behind Mary and squeeze her boobs together with his cock in her cleavage to titty fuck her.

It was an amazing sight watching his dick go between her breasts and the sounds of their moans and groans were music to my ears. It felt great to have Mary's large, soft tits in my hands, squeezing and groping them some. Darien finally came with an explosion of cum, it splattering on Mary's face, chest and upper stomach. Without even being told, I started to lick it off as she had done for me the previous night, lapping up every drop. I ungagged her for us to share a kiss and for her to kiss her husband, who then kissed me.

We took another break. After a coupld of hours I approached Darien and asked him the big question.

"W-W-Would you please...please f-f-f-f-f-f—fuck me?" I asked timedly.

He gave me an unsure look. "Are you certain? Don't you think you should wait until you've found the right boy?"

I shook my head. "I want that great, wonderful, magnificent thing inside me, going in and out in a rhythm filling me with pleasure."

He looked at Mary. "W-Would that be okay with you, honey?"

She thought about it before smiling. "Fine by me. I'd feel better knowing it was you. I trust you'll make it feel great for her. I wish my first time had been with you instead of the ass hole I lost my virginity to."

"Maybe you could deflower her with a strap on," he suggested.

That was tempting. But as much as I'd love my first time to be with the woman who was the big sister
I'd never had, I really wanted to feel the flesh and muscle of a real penis for my first time.

We waited until it was dark and after supper. Even though I'd experienced bondage and big orgasms the past 24 hours, I was still rather nervous about doing "the real thing".

"We don't have to if you're uncomfortale asnd unsure," Darien told me with a smile and a hand on my shoulder. "As you've learned, there are plenty of ways for a man and woman to please each other than him sticking his penis inside her and making repetitive motions. So if you want to wait until the time is right, I can live with that."

I smiled at him. Mary was very lucky. "Thank you. But I really want this."

"Okay," he said understandingly. "But I have to want you it'll hurt no matter what we do. I'll be as gentle as I can be, but it'll stilll hurt."

I told him I could take it. They even offered to do it "vanilla" and let me be completely unbound. But I decided to go with some long cuffs on my arms and legs and a bit gag for later. We started off with Mary making out with me to loosen me up and get me in the mood. The tension I felt vansihed during our first kiss and was completely forgotten as we used our hands and mouths on each other and she a vibrators on me. By the time Darien took over I was very relaxed and very wet. He spent some time on foreplay to further preapre me and when we were ready he put the bit gag in my mouth as I put my arms around his neck and entered me.

Despite our worries about how it would feel, it felt...great. Yes, it hurt some. But I liked the feel of that big, hard, wonderful cock as it slowly and carefully made its way through my vaginal canal, pushing my inner muscles apart and stretching them. I felt a sharp pain as my hymen was broken, but I tightened my grip on him and bit the gag as hard as I could to endure it and it faded away some. He ungagged me and wiped the tears form my eyes before kissing me.

He started to fuck me in earnest. He started out slow and gentle, then gained speed and force as he went along and I yelled "Harder!" a few times. The feel of him thrusting in and out of me felt so great, feeling my whole body with a sensation I'd never even dreamed of. After what felt like an eternity, we climaxed together in a hot molten wave of bliss.

We lied in bed with his arms around me. I felt sore and tired, but at the same time happy and sated. Mary joined us and put her arms around me from the other side. I was sandwitched between them, my front pressing Darien's hard, flat abs and stomach with Mary's big, soft, round breast smooshing my upper back. It was Heaven.

"M-Mary?" I asked in a sleepy voice.

"Yes?"

"C-Can you please use a starp on thing on me next time? I want you to be my second."

"Of course," she said, kissing my cheek. "I'll be more than to."

I thanked her with a big smile as I nodded off to sleep.

We spent all of Sunday fucking and sucking each other, me and Mary being tied and restrained in many different positions. We even convinced Darien to let us tie him up for a little while. By the time my parents returned late Monday morning I'd gained a good amount of experience in being a good sex slave.
After a few weeks I moved in with Mary and Dairen. We had a LOT of fun together, both sexual and regular activities. I left them when I went to college, but we stayed in touch. And whenever they visited me or I them, we'd get together for passionate love making sessions.

While I was in college I fell in love with a boy who could please me almost as much Darien. I got him into bondage and Darien instructed him in how to be a good master. He even plays the role of slave sometimes. We got married and moved next door to Darien and Mary after my parents moved away. And we lived very, VERY happily ever after.