His hand reached up and gripped the back of her neck tightly. he pushed her forward onto the balls of her feet. her eyes shifted under the blindfold but she could see nothing. her wrists strained against the cuffs behind her back locked against the leather belt around her waist. she could feel the cuffs being placed around her ankles, the leather slipped through the buckles, pulled tight, then attached to the chains. she could hear...something....in front of her - the faint murmuring of whispered voices! suddenly a motor whirred to life behind her, it's dull hum drowning out the voices. his hand stayed tight against her neck pushing her forward. the motor hummed inexorably, until the chains attached to her ankle cuffs began to be pulled taught. she heard a click and the motor roared louder. suddenly she was jerked backwards her feet pulled cleanly off the floor. she fell forward, her weight caught by the chains attached to the belt around her waist, the collar around her throat. her breath knocked from her body, she gagged and bounced on the chains her body held fully aloft now. the murmur of voices in front of her became louder. there was a smattering of applause. "how many are there?!" she thought to her self. she twisted slowly on the chains now, as the motor lifted her further into the air. suddenly it stopped and his hands returned. they quickly undid the ball gag from behind her head and let it drop to the floor. she sucked in the cool air, trying to catch her breath. as she gasped, her mouth open wide, he placed two fingers in her mouth and held down her tongue. with his other hand he fitted a ring gag between her teeth. he withdrew his fingers quickly and let her lips close around the cool, smooth metal. with his index finger he pushed the leather tongue, designed to prevent her gagging reflex down the back of her throat. when he was finished be began to twist the screw at the edge of her lips, widening the ring until her jaw strained against the opening.

He stepped back now and moved down her body. she could here him pick up something off the floor. it sounded like....a pipe! he hooked one end of it to the ring on her right ankle cuff then yanked it hard spreading her legs apart. he grabbed her other ankle and, pulling her legs even further apart, attached the other end of the pipe to the cuff on her left ankle. he picked up another length of pipe and latched it to the same hook. spinning her body on the chains, he took hold of her left wrist and, in one quick motion, unlatched it from the belt around her waist, twisted it out from behind her back and pulled it away from her body. he swiftly hooked it onto the other end of the pipe, then reached down and grabbed another length. this one was shorter. he attached it to her wrist and extended it up towards her neck. she could feel his hand sweep her pony tail off her neck in order to reach the hooks on her collar and attach it to the pipe. he spun her again and attached another short piece of pipe to the other hook on her collar. he reached in and undid the other wrist cuff from her back, twisted and stretched her arm away from her body and hooked it onto the pipe. one more piece of pipe and her extremities were all pulled tight away from her body. she could barely move her arms or legs. she could feel her body stretched tight under her t-shirt and panties. she was still wearing the sleepwear she had been abducted in. "gentlemen!" his voice declaimed from behind her, "she is yours!"

His hand reached up now behind her head and slowly untied the knot of the blindfold. suddenly his hand jerked the silk away and she could see what lay before her. a group of 20 or so men stood before her laughing and pointing. some rubbed their crotches, some began to unbutton their shirts, as they moved forward onto the stage. from beside her she could see him now as he strode towards her a pair of scissors in his hand. he stepped back between her legs. suddenly his open hand crashed down against her ass cheeks. she bucked on the chains, she tried to close her legs, but could not move an inch in any direction. he laughed heartily, then slipped his fingers under the crotch of her panties and pulled the soaked material away from her moist pussy lips. she could feel the cool metal of the scissors sliding up the inside of her thigh. the tips sliding inexorably between her legs. he rubbed the blades back and forth between her lips, lubricating the blades. then, pulling them almost all the way out, took the panties between them and began to cut them off of her. she wriggled on the chain but was help tightly in place by the pipes.

He cut the crotch then slid the blade up between her he ass cheeks cutting them from crotch to waist until they fell to the floor below her in a damp heap. he picked up the tail of the t-shirt off of her ass now. he seemed to measure it for a moment, then dropped the scissors onto the floor, took the t-shirt in both hands and tore it straight up to the neckline. her body jerked between the pipes as he ripped the fabric off of her. her body completely naked now, she felt the cool air of the theater wash over her moist skin. the men came onstage now, some taking the stairs, some jumping right onto the stage from the front row seats. they were in various stages of undress. shirts being unbuttoned, pants unzipped, belts unbuckled everywhere she looked. they move towards her in a wave. hands reaching under waistbands to free rigid cocks parading before her outstretched lips. she could not count them all. some circled behind her, some strode brazenly to the front of her face. she strained her neck to look up at them but could only see their cocks saluting her nakedness at attention. hands began to grab at her ankles now swinging her captured body on the chains. a pair of white briefs straining to cover a huge cock appeared before her eyes. his hands reached down to his waistband and slid them down freeing his happy tool which stood straight up.

He stepped forward and, without warning, grabbed her by the pony tail pulling her head forward and slid the tip of his cock into the ring gag. he thrust himself forward driving the full length of his cock down the back of her throat. she started to gag, but found she couldn't as he began to rock into her again and again pounding the back of her throat. hands reached under her now, finding her belly, her breasts, pinching her nipples as she rocked back and forth on the chains driven my the man thrusting into her mouth. a hand slapped down upon her ass raising a rosy blush. another hand slip up along her thigh running into a third hand coming up from underneath her. fingers (1, 2, 3...she lost track) began to find their way to her pussy. tracing the wetness along the tips of her lips, flicking her clit. starting to push up into her. letting her be pushed back onto them by the pounding her mouth was taking. the man fucking her face began to build his rhythm now. he placed his hands on the bars on either side of her head and pulled himself into her again and again. his hips rocked forward and she could feel his cock begin to throb inside her mouth now. suddenly, with one last huge buck he buried himself inside her until his balls slapped against her chin. he began to shoot his warm, wet load down her open throat. she could not close her mouth, she could not spit. she could only let his hot, salty seed slide down her throat. he held his cock there for a minute letting every last drip drain from it. then pulled out harshly. he took his still stiff cock in his hand and smacked it against her cheeks wiping away the remnants of his cum. no sooner has he finished than a large black man stepped before her. he put his hand down gently under her chin and rubbed along her throat. "so pretty!" he said "such a shame to fuck it raw" and slammed his dick forward into the ring gag. his cock was unbelievably stiff and barely fit into the ring. the tightness seemed to only further enhance his excitement. she barely noticed as two hands grabbed her ass cheeks now and, seemingly competing for her tightness, her wetness, pulled her back onto another cock. they took turns pounding into her, slapping her back and for the between them like a ping pong ball. slowly they began to find a common rhythm. the cock behind her would pull out just as the one between her lips punched into her. the man behind her would thrust forward just as the black cock withdrew. the other men gathered around her began to enjoy the game. they began to grunt and groan in time with their thrusts.