“I’m going to take you home soon, but know that we own you now. You’ll be coming back, Jane. And do not even think about trying to hide from us,” he explained softly. As he spoke, I felt his lips moving against my ear and his breath against it which pitifully turned me on. “I own you, Jane. Tell me how I own you,” he said, his arm around my waist giving me a squeeze.
I hesitated because I felt like it would be signing a contract. “Jake, I don’t want to tell…” I paused when his grip on my waist tightened, clueing me in that I was giving the wrong answer. I didn’t care at all…until he caught my chin and directed my gaze toward the wall of whips on display. “Yeah. You own me, Jake,” I corrected immediately.
His hand clasped on my shoulder and he turned me to face him, then pushed me down to my knees. That quickly gave me the picture of what he wanted, and I unzipped his pants and took out his thick cock because his perfect cock in my mouth seemed like a much more agreeable activity than anything involving the horrible whips displayed on the wall.
His cock was was huge and hard; engorged and waiting for my mouth. Even though it was probably wrong, I just loved giving head, and I eagerly licked the bit of cum off the top before I wrapped my lips around and sucked him in deep. My eyes went up to his as I ran my mouth up and down the length of him, sucking hard and using my tongue to press in and drift over the veins, enjoying the texture of them. His hands gripped my head and as he looked down at me with a heated gaze while he began to play with me by fucking my mouth harder. He went in so deep I felt his cock against the back of my throat and he held it there, then pumped against my mouth harder than ever.
I saw movement around us and realized that the other bikers had quieted and were watching. It was embarrassing for me, and a shiver ran through me causing my nipples to harden. I tried to ignore them and concentrate on Jake as his pelvis smacked into my mouth with each thrust. My hands came up, reaching inside his pants to feel his hot balls and stroke behind them as he fucked my mouth. He liked that and soon began to cum, pulling out and stroking himself as I held my mouth open to catch the hot spurts of his arousal on my tongue.
“Good girl. Now swallow all of it,” he said, tucking himself away and zipping up.
As I did as he said, he reached into his back pocket and came out with that damn leash. He snapped it on before I could complain, not that I could do much about it. I started to stand up, but his hand palmed the top of my head, preventing me from rising.
“No, Jane. Stay down. I like you on your hands and knees,” he said, tugging the leash to walk me like a dog, right past the bikers who had all been watching. They all looked very interested and stared as I crawled along behind Jake with his cum dripping from my chin. I didn’t like that and tried to pause long enough to wipe it off, but he kept going and I couldn’t get it all. I glared at his back the entire time.
Suddenly it dawned on me that I was the night’s entertainment for the crowd of bikers. That made me even angrier, because I wasn’t really into exhibitionism. I just wanted to live my life and pursue my ultimate goal of finding Damien again. These guys could all just fuck right the hell off.
Jake stopped at an empty spot in the room that was near the hated wall of whips. As I took the opportunity to wipe the cum off my chin, the front door banged open and a biker strolled in with a large machine on his broad shoulder. I immediately nicknamed him the caveman, because he looked like he’d lived in a cave his entire life. I could easily picture him carrying a club and fighting off huge dinosaurs as he wore a loin cloth.
“This better fucking be good,” the caveman growled, glaring at me as he came straight toward us. “This fuckin’ thing cost a fortune.”
Many of the other bikers nodded, and I realized they’d all chipped in on the purchase as I heard a few of them mutter their agreement. I bit my tongue so I wouldn’t blurt out my feelings on the matter. My first instinct was to tell him to return it for a refund because I wasn’t into the scene they were setting up.
When he sat it down near me, I got a closer look at the strange machine and I was filled with anxiety. It had a large dildo protruding from it and looked like a saddle. I didn’t want to get on it with all of the men watching me, but I had to admit that if I were alone I would have been happy to try it.
There were dials and switches on it and even a remote control. The caveman plugged the machine into an outlet and joined Alex and the cops at a nearby table, where they immediately began to do shots of tequila like it was the nectar of the gods.
“You better lube that thing up first,” Caveman called out.
I jumped in surprise as Hound-dog came up behind me and caught me under my arms. “Not necessary. Her pussy is always nice and wet,” he replied as he carried me toward the machine.
I tried to dig my heals in but there was no stopping our forward progress. He positioned me above the thing and pushed me downward, manipulating my body into the position he wanted. I gasped when the large phallus impaled me and I settled into a rather comfortable seated position. My breathing was heavy as I sat straddling the thing with my legs folded on each side of it.
Hound-dog squeezed my shoulder to get my attention and I looked up at him.
“Don’t get up until I say, or you’ll spend the rest of the night in immense pain,” he said.
“You need professional help,” I bit out, my eyes narrowed up at him.
He laughed and stepped back as Jake came at me with a leather belt. I prepared to dive off the thing, thinking he was going to whip me with it until I noticed it had leather cuffs attached to it. He put it around my waist and cinched it tight, then fastened my wrists in the leather cuffs at the back. I tugged at them, but they were now firmly attached to the belt behind me.
Feeling degraded and terrified, I scanned the crowded room. They were all just downright mean and to make it worse, my distress seemed to turn them all on because every one of them had a bulge in their pants.
“You’re all a bunch of dick heads,” I told them, glaring around the room.
Many of the men smiled at my comment, and some of them responded verbally.
“Use your belt on the bitch, Hound-dog,” Alex called out.
“Fuck off, Lucifer,” I responded angrily.
I watched Alex prop his boots on a large table, as he sucked on a bottle of beer like this was just a regular old good time. The two cops were with him, and the biker who brought the machine, too. Along with the rest of the men, they were doing shots, and there were empty bottles of booze everywhere.
Hound-dog bent and kissed my cheek, then whispered in my ear. “I don’t give a shit what Jake says. You’re not going anywhere until you learn to do as you’re told. Now, we’ve decided to honor our part of the bargain, in spite of your escape attempt.” I tried to ignore him and looked down at the machine as I bit my lip nervously. His fingers dug into my jaw and he tilted my head back to look into my eyes. “Remember when we promised you twenty minutes of orgasms?”
I nodded, glancing around him at the room full of men. Jake was examining the remote control, and smiling as he did so. Alex was dealing out a deck of cards to the men at his table, now seemingly ignoring us as he prepared to play poker. Others were openly watching, their arms folded in front of them as they stood and waited for the show. There were also bikers across the room at the bar. I tried to look at the bright side and was relieved they didn’t have a video camera set up.
As I adjusted my seating, the thing moved inside me and I gasped. I felt humiliated and awkward sitting there naked on a saddle while I was impaled with a thick dildo.
“Get up and you’ll regret it,” Hound-dog warned, heading for the wall of whips. I watched as he picked out a particularly intimidating one and headed for the table to play cards. He laid the whip across his lap, picked up a hand of cards and casually glanced at it.
My stomach did another flip of anxiety at his unspoken threat of a whipping if I moved. I felt abandoned, even though he was a jerk for taking away my hope of going home soon. Jake had promised me that, and now I was unsure that it would happen.
I opened my mouth to ask Jake about leaving when he adjusted the nobs and pushed a button on the remote control. The machine roared to life and began to vibrate so loud that I thought it rivaled Hound-dog’s motorcycle. Instead of speaking, a loud gasp escaped my open mouth and I looked down at the rumbling machine in awe. The motor’s rumble filled the room, mingling with my gasps of surprise. The machine shook my entire body and it felt amazing.
At that moment, I realized that I’d be having a huge orgasm very soon…and it would happen in front of a room full of onlookers. As much as I loved orgasms, I didn’t want an audience and I attempted get up.
Jake came closer and grinned down at me. “You wanted this, remember? Now you will stay there for the full twenty minutes we agreed to.” He pushed me back down onto the swirling phallus and fastened the leash to a hook on the floor, preventing me from getting up again.
I knew I couldn’t take such intense stimulation for twenty minutes. “At least turn it down,” I pleaded, as the machine made my voice quiver.
The overpowering machine was pure pleasure, but I didn’t want to lose control in front of a room full of men. However, as my orgasm quickly built and I forgot about the full house. I focused on the dildo that swirled inside me as it repeatedly swept over that sweet spot behind my clit.
“Oh, my…wow,” I moaned, as my head drooped down. I groaned loud and clear as my body tensed. It felt so amazing that I rocked forward a bit. That was too much though…right on my clit…so I settled back down onto the swirly phallus and let the pleasure build higher as I arched my back and groaned louder.
“Holy hell! This girl is a fucking natural slut,” the caveman said.
My entire body shook and I came very quickly, nearly screaming with the ultimate orgasm. As my climax finished, the powerful vibrations and swirling dildo were way too overstimulating. I needed to get off the thing, but I couldn’t.
“Please, Jake! Turn it down,” I begged, gasping as another orgasm began to build. It was very intense, and I broke out in a sweat.
Jake grinned. “The fuckin’ thing is on low, Jane. Don’t worry though, we’ll get you up to high in no time.”
As the machine continued to rip orgasms from me, I couldn’t keep my moans and shouts of pleasure quiet. Bits and pieces of their conversation filtered through my orgasmic haze.
“Jesus. Do we need to call a priest?” A biker asked, causing many of the men to guffaw loudly with laughter.
“…love hearing the sweet screech of a captive…”
After a bit of time passed, Hound-dog came over and Jake turned the machine off. I breathed a sigh of relief, thinking they were letting me up. The machine had really done it’s job and the orgasms were the most intense that I’d ever had in my life. However, I was exhausted from them and it was now way too much. My hair stuck to my sweat dampened skin, and my breathing had become heavy. Every muscle in my body felt weak, and I wanted to fall over and pass out from all of the forced ecstasy I’d just endured.
I gasped in dismay when Hound-dog leaned me forward, and instead of letting me up, he pushed a thick butt plug inside my ass. I groaned and closed my eyes, realizing they had other plans and I wasn’t done at all.
He gripped my hair and tilted my head back until I was looking straight up at the ceiling and grinned down at me.
The machine wasn’t even turned on and the plug in my ass felt so good I could hardly stand it. I could feel the tight ring of my anus clench around it and I groaned. I could hardly believe how mean he was being to give me added stimulation when I couldn’t stand things the way they were to begin with.
“All of you merciless bastards are going straight to hell,” I growled at him, unable to stop myself.
“Is that you’re best attempt of behaving so you can go home?” he asked, not bothered by my insult in the least. “Suits me fine if you stay longer.”
Jake turned the machine on, and to my horror, I saw him pass the remote control to Alex, the sadistic jerk who’d jumped me that morning. The man grinned happily at me and then fiddled with the controls. As I watched with apprehension, I just knew that he’d put it on high. “Put on some mood music for our slut,” he called out, pressing the power button.
The machine roared to life, and it was immediately overwhelming. I shouted out in surprise, gasping out a myriad of unrestrained groans as I quickly became desperate. It was very hard to speak, or even think, and I knew that begging wouldn’t help anyway.
My eyes were closed and I was slumped forward, gasping as I continued to have more and more orgasms. Time had passed as the men took turns with the controls, making me scream and moan non-stop.
I didn’t know how many times I’d cum, but the powerful motor of the machine vibrating that plug in my ass was incredible. The unrelenting dildo swirling inside me bumped past it, among other places, stimulating me beyond belief.
Completely exhausted, I looked up to see the bikers relaxing and enjoying themselves as I was driven insane with ecstasy. The sight turned my uneasiness to near wild panic. I now regretted the ‘orgasm bargain’ more than ever. Finally, Hound-dog had the controls and as he adjusted them, he watched me with great interest.
The dildo inside me began to rotate double time and the vibrations became so powerful that I screamed. My body convulsed as the machine forced another climax out of me. “Hound-dog, please! How long… ” was all I could manage to get out before the monstrous climax overwhelmed me, complete writhing and screaming.
Finally, the time was up and he reluctantly slowed the machine until it came to a stop.
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I hope you enjoyed this. The machine I was referring to is the ‘Sybian’ and I first learned about it from an online friend. There are also a lot of porn videos that feature the machine, not that I watch those… This is an excerpt from part 8 of my ongoing blog story, One Librarian and two Sadistic Bikers. There is much more to it, and I will put a link in the comments if you’d like to read more. My blog is casualsexgamer.wordpress.com.
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I’m hoping you liked this, any feedback is welcome in the comments or a PM. If you’d like to read the entire story, my blog is [casualsexgamer.wordpress.com ](https://casualsexgamer.wordpress.com/2016/09/03/part-8-one-librarian-and-two-sadistic-bikers-2/ )
So hot. Looking forward to reading more.