Knotted Pleasure (17 page)

"Kneel in front of it." He pushed down on her shoulders until she gently lowered herself to the hard floor. He went behind her. "Give me your hands." She complied, reconciled with what she was about to be forced to perform. As soon as her hands were bound, her choices would vanish, the only option to take the four cocks in her mouth and suck them dry. He put her wrists in the leather straps and then pulled on the other end until they tightened. It took him only a minute to secure her to the pole, looking down at her, half naked, kneeling high up, her arms pulled up high so that it left her naked breasts unprotected for the judges to fondle at will while she was sucking their cocks. He took the leather band and passed it around her forehead to the back and secured it to the pole before she could protest. A second band went around her neck, hearing her gulp as he tightened it. "It's okay, Sandra, relax," he ordered, seeing her body begin to panic. "There's nothing you can do any longer. Relax and accept it."

It was worse than she expected. Not only were her wrists secured, but her head was pinned against the post, unable to move the slightest bit. The band around her neck was tight, too tight, her lungs filling with air as if they would get no more. Captain Miguel tried to calm her, but it was hard to accept what she would do, once the time drew near.

"You won't be able to do more than grunt and moan once I secure your mouth. I want you to answer me, one grunt is a yes, and two grunts is a no." He didn't wait for a response, not wanting her to see the mouth opener. It consisted of four clamps that went into the corners of her mouth, two on each side. They slid over her lips and inner mouth. They were both connected to an industrial-strength rubber band that he would secure behind her head. It was adjustable so that he could change the tension, which would in turn stretch or release her mouth on both sides. He could make it big to allow 102

entrance to the thickest of cocks, or her mouth small so that the smallest cock would still enjoy the tightness of her lips around the shaft. He pushed each clamp into the corners of her mouth and quickly pulled it tight, wanting to get her mouth open and Sandra used to having him control the size of the opening as soon as possible. She panicked, but it did little good.

It felt like her lips were torn open, when he put it into her mouth.

She could feel something metal pinching her outside lips and inner mouth, but the worst part was the terrible pressure. It felt like her mouth was a gaping hole, Sandra unable to control the drool that began to run down her chin. Now she knew what he meant when he said that she wouldn't have to do anything, they would take what they wanted from her. Her mouth was just another hole for them to put their cocks into. She tried to look when she heard the door opening, but she couldn't see that way, but she heard them, the judges were back. They finally came into her view, all of them with smiles on their faces when they saw her bound with her mouth open for their pleasure. Now she knew what judges wore under their robes. At least these judges. Nothing. Four cocks pushed out the front obscenely.

Some were huge. They might be old, but that didn't mean their cocks weren't hard or big.

Captain Miguel welcomed the judges in Spanish, but his attention was on Sandra and getting her prepared for the each of the judges.

She had no experience, but even with her mouth forced open, she still needed to make some accommodations for their enjoyment.

She saw one of the judge's stand in front of her, and then, he opened his robe and took it off. He was naked, and Sandra cringed at what she would have to perform. He was mid-fifties but not in great physical shape. He had a potbelly, but beneath the overhang was his cock jutting out with a pair of wrinkled balls hanging down between his legs. His cock was about five inches long, thick veins running up the sides like vines on a tree, the head a deep red and there was already something glistening on it. She would be confronted with the taste of him as soon as it was in her mouth.

"Put it in."

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She heard Captain Miguel's words and cringed. It was surreal to see a naked cock coming at her mouth and Sandra not trying to escape. Sandra felt the hot flesh touch her lower lip, the cock jumping to the top of her mouth with just the slightest quiver of her lips. It felt so heavy on her lip, but the judge seemed to be waiting or was just teasing her and himself. He didn't wait any longer, Sandra feeling the thick head pass over her bottom lip and touch her tongue. Her tongue recoiled away from it, which only made the cock more excited, bouncing uncontrollably in her mouth and hitting the roof before it bounced back onto her tongue. This time, she didn't move her tongue.

The cock slid in deeper, Sandra afraid of how deep it would go. She felt it slide to the back of her mouth before it stopped. She gulped loudly. She couldn't believe that she had an old man's cock in her mouth. She had never it done it to any of her lovers, but now, she was forced to having a stranger take the pleasure of her virgin mouth.

Captain Miguel allowed her grow accustomed to the idea of having a cock in her mouth and what she would do to it before he said anything. "I will adjust the hooks in your mouth each time a new cock is placed inside. You will have to tell me whether to make them tighter or looser. You want to be able to feel the veins and ridges on his cock around your lips. Your lips should seal his cock and keep it tight like a rubber band so he enjoys all the pleasure of your mouth.

I'm going to have him stroke it once so you can tell me. One grunt means make your lips tighter, two to make them looser."

She felt the cock move in her mouth, thrusting in and out as if he were fucking her pussy. She couldn't believe that she was actually telling him how to make her mouth suck better, but she did. She grunted once. She felt the pressure on the clamps slacken and her lips sealed around the shaft.

"Stroke her again."

She felt the cock sliding in and out. It was so lewd, but she could feel the bumps, ridges and veins on his cock as though her fingers were touching them.

"One grunt if it is okay that way."

"GGGLLG," she said, harder to grunt now that the cock sealed her 104

lips so tight.

"The judge is pleased, too, Sandra. He can't wait to start fucking your mouth. A couple more things for you to remember. Keep your tongue flat on the bottom of your mouth. Keep it wet with saliva so that his cock can slide easily up and down to the back of your mouth."

He heard the saliva washing down in her mouth. "The next thing I want to know is when you taste him for the first time. I know there is a little taste in your mouth now, but I am sure that quickly he will leak out enough to bathe your tongue with some precum. Grunt once when that happens. I want to know how well you are doing. I will give more instructions once he gets going, but he is eager to begin."

"Her mouth is yours," he told the judge.

The cock began to move, out until her lips were stretched by the thick ridge around it, then the judge thrust back in with his hips, forcing the cock back into her mouth. She felt the bumps on the shaft sliding across her silky lips, but she also felt the smooth head of his cock sliding over her wet tongue as it slid quickly to the back of her mouth. Captain Miguel was correct; she could taste his manhood, the slight acrid smell of a cock and the saltiness of something that slid over her tongue. The cock began to pick up speed, feeling it slide back and forth, her lips gripping it so tight, feeling her lips purse out when the thick ridge threatened to break free, but it never did. The judge always quickly changed direction. This was actually happening to her. She was sucking a cock. It was so lewd, her mouth forced open, bound on her knees, taking an aging cock into her virgin mouth.

The cock made about twenty thrusts in her mouth when she felt it. As the cock dragged back out, it deposited a lump of thick crème on her tongue, grimacing at the foul taste, but she excitedly grunted loudly.

"GGGLLLUUBB!" as loud as she could.

Captain Miguel heard the excitement in her grunt. She had made the judge leak cum in her mouth. He saw her face grimace from the terrible taste, but it was her eagerness that he saw. He was sure that if she could answer him, she would tell him how proud she was in making him leak cum in her mouth. "Very good, Sandra. You must be giving him a nice ride with your mouth to make him leak cum 105

already. Keep up the good work." The judge was still thrusting, fucking her mouth. Nothing would stop him now until he came.

"It depends on each of the judge what they like to do when they fuck your mouth. Some have regular-sized cocks, some have cocks that have thick girth, others have cocks that are unbelievably long.

Each will desire something different from you. Your mouth will only take about four inches of cock before it will make you gag. They might want to breach your throat, as you Americans call it, deep-throating. To make it easier for you, I will tilt your head back up until the opening of your neck is in a straight line. This will make it easier for a cock to slide down your throat. It will make you choke and gag, but you will find that when you gag, the hole of your throat opens up wider and actually facilitates entry. After a while, it will seem natural for you to have a cock in your mouth or throat." He loosened up the band around her neck so he could tilt her head back.

She couldn't do that, not take it in her throat, but already the judge in her mouth was thrusting further each time. Her head was tilted back, it wasn't her choice, and Captain Miguel had made it easier for the judge to plunge his cock down her throat. The thick head hit the back of her mouth with a force, slamming so hard that she gagged.

Her eyes filled with tears, the cock was already retreating, but it would quickly shove back in, Sandra fearing it would soon penetrate her throat.

The judge was enjoying the young girl's mouth, her tongue washing down his cock, her lips so tight, it felt like a tight band that sealed around his shaft. He looked into her green eyes, but his eyes were drawn quickly to her mouth, his cock spearing it so nicely, his shaft slick with spit when it pulled out. It had been a long time since he had enjoyed the mouth of a girl, knowing that he would unleash his cum in her mouth sooner than he wanted. He began to thrust harder with his hips, one hand creeping down her naked chest to grip the pink nipple that begged for his touch, his fingers clenching on it until he saw tears in her eyes. "Deeper, Sandra, take it deeper. I want to feel you swallow my cock."

Her mouth gurgled with each thrust, her breast ached from the 106

painful fingers that gripped her nipple, but she continued to work her tongue on his cock, anything to stop this degrading act before he shoved his cock down her throat. It was too late, the next thrust sent his cock hurling to the back of her mouth with such power. The head plugged her throat, shoving the head about a half inch into her throat before it unleashed a gag. It was as though it was happening in slow motion. She felt the cock slide over her tongue, pushing it to the bottom of her mouth. As it neared her throat, she could feel it building the closer it got. Then all of a sudden her throat opened up wide, her stomach turning as it felt like everything was going to come out of her stomach. Before that could happen, the head of his cock was compressed into the tiny hole of her throat. She gagged silently again as the muscles of her throat tried to push it out, but the judge only pressed his hips forward more. She could feel it push in, another gag, another chance for it to go into the opening hole. It was terrible, tears running down her cheeks, her nose dripping, her stomach lurching, and all she could do was take his aging cock into her throat.

It felt like his cock was filling her mouth with his flesh.

"Good girl, Sandra. Swallow it," enjoyed the way Sandra was suffering from her first time at swallowing a cock. "You'll learn, and it will grow easier, though the other cocks are bigger."

There was no way she would ever learn to accept this, but she had no choice, pinned to the pole, her mouth forced open by the cruel clamps, the judge using her for his personal pleasure. He continued to press forward with his hips, Sandra gulping and choking furiously as more and more of his cock entered her throat. It was as though she was swallowing a sword. Drool ran down her chin, no matter how tight her lips were around his cock, it couldn't contain all the spit her mouth was producing, never mind anything that might be leaking from his cock. Finally, she felt the pubic hairs touching her nose and lips, the wiry hairs made her nose itch, she felt ashamed to perform an act. The judge began to rotate his hips, not pulling his cock out, but feeling like he was trying to corkscrew it in deeper. In spite of not being able to take any more cock in her throat, the corkscrew action made her gulp and choke as it stretched her breached throat until it felt 107

like he was rubbing it raw. She would almost welcome the change to suck and lick his cock, if only he would take it from her throat, even to the part where he would cum in her mouth. Miguel had already made her swallow his cum, Sandra sure any man would taste differently.