Four Of A Kind

by Jo

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Storycodes: M+; M/f+; game; cards; social; voy; video; bond; gag; toys; insert; susp; nipple; dungeon; cons; X

The bell chimes. I glance at the clock. 7:45. It's Hank. Has to be Hank. He's always early. Of the three he's my least favorite, one of those loud-talking, jolly types, but he and Rod are bff, so there you go.

"Hey! Amigo! Que pasa?"

"Hey."

We go into the kitchen, I crack open a couple of beers, then head into the den. The sports channel is on the TV. Soccer highlights. Hank grabs the remote and thumbs it until he finds baseball.

A bit after eight Rod and Pete arrive together. Beers in hand we step into my office.

"What the fuck?"

The card table is set up, there's snacks on my desk, but that's not what draws their attention.

On the computer screen is a naked woman. She has a large red ball jammed into her mouth. It's held in place with a black leather harness. Her wrists and neck are clamped in a spreader, two pieces of metal, hinged on one end, padlocked on the other. A metal shaft between her legs terminates with a large black rubber dildo that is mostly buried in her pussy. She has full, pendulous tits, wide hips.

The camera angle changes and we see her from behind. She has a heart-shaped ass that merges seamlessly with her waist and hips. There's a black rubber flange wedged between her ass cheeks, the base of a sizable butt plug.

Now there are two women, on their hands and knees, butt to butt. Their thighs are strapped together. Their wrists are bound with rope. They are also gagged with red rubber balls and harnesses. A rope connects to the backs of the harnesses, drawing their heads up. The other end is fastened to a chrome, J-shape tube embedded in each of their asses. A thick, blue shaft fills both of their pussies.

Now there's a woman suspended, about five feet off the floor. Her forearms are strapped together behind her back. Her ankles are strapped to her thighs. Loops of rope encircle her chest above and below her tits. More rope around her waist. More around her strapped thighs. All gathered together and led to a pulley in the ceiling. She, too, has a J-shaped metal tube in her ass connected to her gag. The view changes so that we're looking up at her and we can see the tube is actually double: one in her ass and one in her pussy.

All the women have nipple clamps connected by chrome chains. All have flaxen blonde curly hair. They could be sisters, but it's hard to tell with the gags. But they all share the same body: big tits, slim waist, broad hips, full ass.

They're in a room that could be a dungeon of sorts. There's an X frame in one corner. A roughly human-shaped cage in another. There are two square cages, a cross, a padded saw horse. Chains and metal cuffs dangle from the ceiling. More chains decorate the walls.

"You are one sick fuck."

"I don't see you running away in horror."

Rod chuckles.

"I meant that in a good way."

We settle into our chairs. I have my back to the computer and I can see the guys glance at it as we play. Conversation runs as these things do. Mostly sports. Some bitching about the government. We move to politics and it gets heated, but in a good-natured kind of way.

We take a break at ten, another at twelve. I'm up, but Pete is the big winner. Rod and Hank are both down. Looks like it'll be an early night.

The guys take their turns hitting the head. I go last, then step across the hall, unlock a door. I step into the room, don a long brown robe and a mask. I step over to each of the women in turn and spend a few seconds fondling each of them. I remove the robe and mask, close and lock the door. Grab another beer out of the fridge.

"Oh man! You missed it!"

"Yeah. Some dude just came in a groped them."

"Shit. I thought it was a screen saver, but it's real. Is it live?"

"Near as I can tell."

"Shit. It's been, what, four hours. Those bitches gotta be hurtin'."

I just smile. Yes. Yes they are, but they're used to it. The last time we played cards I had them in a similar state, although I didn't broadcast it, and we played until dawn. They'll have an easier night of it tonight. We should be done in another hour or two. And, yes, they are sisters. And they're my wives. Polygamy is a wonderful thing.

 

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10.08.13