“Mona has a talent for giving you a most superior cock tongue-bath”, Powers
laughed and caught Mona’s eyes widen with fear as he said it to Johnson. Mona
lay on a blue bed spread and hoped she would wake up and find that this was
all a bad dream. “I’ll be right back, don’t ya start without me!, Powers
said. “I want to record some of what’s goin’ on in the other bed rooms”!
Johnson lay on top of her and was kissing her lips and pinching her pink
nippled breasts with both hands. Mona was trying to push him away but was tied
too securely. Johnson got off her and sat up, opened his belt buckle,unzipped
his pants and removed them and then the rest of his clothing. He tied Mona’s
right wrist to the bed post and secured her other wrist to the opposite bed
post with a pair of long,white scarves. He stuffed her damp panties into her
mouth and tied it tightly with another scarf. Her legs still encased in the
black hose,were tied to opposite lower bed posts. Mona was now bound and
gagged; “spread eagle”. Johnson pushed two pillows under her ass and placed
himself slowly on top of her. Powers had entered the room and had filmed the
actions. Powers adjusted the room dimmer, selected a CD record and poured a
drink for both of them. He had a tripod now and fixed the video camera on Mona
and her “dinner guest” as he continued recording. Johnson had slipped into
Mona’s hot,slippery sex and was slowly thrusting into her. His hips driving
into her, causing her to gasp and moan , her lips tied shut,but striving to
get more air.
Johnson was moving faster now; in and out and Mona was heating up; her fears
melting and her dred replaced with a tingling desire in her sex. As the action
of his thrusts increased,she found herself moving with him; meeting each push
or pull with growing passion,feeling so female and starting to like the male
musky odor and brandy breath and sweaty heat of his heavy body and the hard
fullness of his erect cock and then he erupted just as she tried to scream as
a powerful spasm swept over her. When her orgasm died down,Mona felt her bonds
being removed and her gag was taken out. “Care for a drink? Miss Mona?”, she
heard as Powers handed her a glass.Mona was alone in the bed now. She saw the
time on the small clock by the bed: 12:05 AM. “Mona! Freshen up…it’s time
for you to show us your talent! In the den!” ,Mr.Powers was saying as he
helped her sit up and was slipping a red silk robe around her shoulders.
Powers led Mona out to the dining area where the large oval table had been
cleared of all the food and seated around it were all the men, waiting. The
women were all sitting on the edges of the table,spaced evenly with their legs
dangeling over the sides,bottoms resting along the edges and arms placed in
back of them. All were nude and were waiting for Mona. She had the robe taken
away and seated herself next to a redhead. Powers had two cans of whipped
cream in his hands and he put a generous amount of the cream into each woman’s
waiting pussy. He covered each nipple also as he walked around the table.
Powers returned from the kitchen with a bowl of chopped pecans and a jar of
red cherries. He placed a handfull of nuts and a cherry on each of the women’s
creme filled pussies and when finished,turned and said to the men: “Now there
is a unique and tasty dessert to finish the evening! I urge each to dig in!
But you must use only your tongue and lips! No one is to use a… SPOON !
Ha-ha-he-he”!
