Two Dolls: Surprise at a BDSM appartment [Group]

“This is so exciting!”

I smiled widely, thinking about seeing one of my favorite couples, one we had met countless times at private parties. There have been times where we’ve had sessions at our house and my mouth still waters when I think about it.

The couple we played with is unique for many reasons, but my absolute favorite thing is that we are very similar.

Slave S. She has a special place in my heart, mainly because we share the same kinks and physical features. Many people enjoyed seeing us together because it’s like having two of the same dolls in one room.

Playing with Slave S always puts me in subspace practically instantly. There is always something about touching her that makes me feel sinful and doll-like.

The only difference between her and I is the large tattoo that spirals on her back. But there are some fun distinctions between our Owners. One thing that stands out is that I have come to acknowledge Slave S’ Sir is a super creative man who organizes the hottest private BDSM parties around.

My Owner let me know that we would be going to one of their events but remained silent when I began to question him about the party.

I quickly realized that he wouldn’t disclose any of the details. Even the location would be a surprise.

We piled into the car, starting our drive to meet our friends.

I was ordered to wear my long latex heels, corset, and a matching skirt for my Owner to have easy access to his toy. My nipples were poking through my see-through shirt. They stiffened as they rubbed against the material.

We sat quietly through the five-hour-long drive. As the endless time stretched by, I became more and more nervous, but at the same time increasingly excited about what was going to happen. My Owner left me to wonder about what would go on at this event, and the only thing he revealed to me was that my ass would be used heavily.

Throughout the drive I had to prepare for the party by filling my ass with butt plugs. My Owner made me increase the size from an everyday plug to one that filled me to the brim.

I moaned and quivered as the bumps in the road pushed the plug deeper into my ass. By the time we finally arrived at the house I was dripping wet and my juices were running down my legs.

We drove in front of a large area that was just a lot of industrial plants. It was a very cool scenery but I couldn’t help but feel extremely intimidated.

The buildings gave the impression that we were in the middle of nowhere yet the anonymity of it all made me like it more than I should; my unease fading just as fast as it had arrived..

I hadn’t even realized that we were entering a very large gate before the car advanced further. Once we had pushed through the heavy doors, at the back of this building that we had to navigate for a few minutes, we encountered an entirely different world. Inside there was a super stylish BDSM apartment.

It was a very cozy and kinky place made up of only two rooms, including a bar with an equally beautiful waitress that was covered in almost nothing.

I stared at her. It was as if she was a part of the furniture. I bit my lip thinking of my objectification kink and turned away from the enticing view.

“Hi, guys!”

We were greeted by the host and my ‘sibling’. I tried to be sneaky and ask for any small details that would give the surprise away, but they refused to let us know how the evening would be organized.

At that moment I realized that Slave S did not know anything about what was in store for us and it made me even more antsy.

“Let’s make some adjustments here,” my Owner said thoughtfully, looking between Slave S and I.

I was commanded to take off my shirt and skirt, leaving us looking completely identical. There had been many times that my own Sir had confused me with Slave S, and it apparently was something he liked.

We looked at each other devilishly and smiled.

Slave S took my hand and guided me away from our two Owners while they were chatting. We took this time to bond lovingly, however, this was shortly interrupted by her Owner looking very irritated while on the phone.

“What’s going on?” I whispered to her.

Slave S shrugged but looked at me in curiosity. My Owner caught us staring with wide eyes. He stood, stunned, as his friend picked up another phone call and briskly walked out of the room.

After another minute or two of us waiting, he returned to tell my Owner that he would need to make more calls for the “presentation” that was to start in 15 minutes.

By now I had guessed that there was a performance of some sort that we would have to do for the party. I stood in a daze, trying to think of all the things we could be made to perform so that we could entertain our guests.

My Owner considered this was the perfect opportunity to take quick photos of Slave S and I before preparing us dolls in the entrance area for inspection upon arrival.

We posed for a bit before my Master instructed us to put on our masks and get into position. My body stiffened in anticipation. I was very horny, missing the feeling of being filled.

Before entering the building, my Owner pulled out my last plug. He did it so slowly, I almost came from the tantalizing sensation, but he warned me that me cumming would come with a punishment, so I held it as best as a good slut can.

My mind trailed aimlessly while I thought more about what could go on for this evening. Slave S’ Master was very spontaneous and the night most likely would not look like anything I had imagined at all.

He suddenly rushed back into the studio. “I have bad news. Really bad news.”

He was talking directly to my Owner, who seemed confused by the other’s words. It was obvious that they could not keep the secret of the evening from us any longer.

The host sighed and finally said that the other two slave girls would not be able to come tonight as they were both COVID positive.

He took the time to reveal his original plan. He called it, “Four Girls, Twelve Cocks”. With a gleam in his eye, he went into further detail, explaining that the plan was to have one cock for each hole of the slaves.

“… But since we are missing two girls and the show must obviously go on, we will have to work with what we have. There will be instead two girls and twelve cocks!”

I stood there without knowing what to think! I was shocked at the original plan itself, then I realized that this unexpected change meant that Slave S and I would have to do double the work. While it seemed like a lot, there was also a thrill of knowing we’d have such heavy usage throughout the entire evening.

Once the host finished his explanation, he swept out of the room and brought all twelve men into the studio.

My back stiffened when all of their eyes fell on us. I looked over to Slave S, who in turn glanced at me with a reassuring smile. The men were murmuring about how us slave girls looked like twins, and it was visibly turning many of them on.

Once everyone had gotten a good look of the two dolls of the evening, it was time for us to be introduced. Slave S was presented first. Her Owner listed her rules, explained how to use her, and named all her limits.

Afterwards, my Owner stepped forward and did the same for me. He made a note of letting the hungry men know that I was trained as a proper three-hole slave and should be treated as such.

Much like what had been done for Slave S, my Master made sure to present all my holes and stretch them out so that the men could see. He named all the different perks of his toy and mentioned what I still needed to be trained in.

My cheeks blazed red as my cunt was dripping wet while the introduction was going on.

I was brought to my feet to stand next to Slave S. The host and my Owner stepped away, leaving us there by ourselves. My heart was pounding and I wanted to hold onto Slave S for dear life but instead I just stood there waiting like the good slave I am.

“You may now enter the buffet,” the host said calmly.

Before I knew it, there were multiple hands roaming my body. My nipples were being twisted, fingers filled my mouth. My legs were being pried open and both my cunt and ass were being filled without further warning.

My head was already swimming, I couldn’t handle all the sensations and subspace was hitting me much quicker than usual.

All the voices began to sound the same, I was’nt able to answer questions to their full satisfaction, which earned me a few slaps in the face.

Time passed quickly and I was more wet than I could handle. It became increasingly hard for me to hold back my moans. Slave S, on the other hand, was openly screaming and moaning from being used so heavily.

Distantly, I head a Sir say that it was my turn to scream. Another Sir grabbed me by my hair and brought me to a huge bed where I was fucked relentlessly.

All my holes were now filled with cocks instead of fingers. I couldn’t scream the way they wanted me to, as my throat was being filled by a large cock. This earned me some merciless spankings as well.

I was being fucked constantly. I got to watch in a daze as the men kept rotating to use different parts of my body. I felt like such a good whore for being used this way. All I could do was moan heavily and be a good fuckdoll so that my Owner could be proud.

Both Slave S and I were forced to cum many times. But this didn’t matter to the Sirs as they kept fucking us dolls until we had tears in our eyes.

There were short breaks where the sexy, almost-naked bartender came to give us water to help us recover from having to suck cocks for such long periods of time.

Towards the end of the performance, my Master suggested that some photos and videos be taken. All the men were more than excited and happy to help give us good shoots. One man offered to give us a cumshot.

We were able to take amazing footage of me being fucked from behind. It felt amazing to be able to at last just focus on one cock fucking me while I had sweet cum dripping all over me.

After several hours of being used, all the Gentlemen came and were finally satisfied.

My sweet Slave S crawled over to me and the only thing we could do was smile at each other and breathe heavily from exhaustion.

Before I knew it, I found myself taking a shower and preparing to leave for the night. We went to thank every Gentleman for helping make me a better doll and then we drove back to our hotel.It was an amazing night.

*proof of story can be seen in my reddit :)*

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/uztlkc/two_dolls_surprise_at_a_bdsm_appartment_group