Note: usually in my stories I stick to one point of view.  It makes reading them easier on the readers and writing them easier for me, but this scene was so multidimensional, every attempt on a single point of view left something out, so I’m shifting the point of view back and forth.  Of course, I only know mine, but from conversations and from that empathic feel any good dominant has, I think I’ve made a pretty good approximation.

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Alice had her eyes closed to intensify the glorious sensation of a cock grinding into her pussy when a familiar hard-soft object pressed against her cheek.  Without conscious thought, she opened her mouth and felt the cock slide between her lips as strong hands held her head.  A thought floated in the fog of sensation.  “It’s real; it’s real.”

Alice had contacted me three weeks earlier.  Although we had never played, she knew me both from observation and reputation.  She had a deceptively simple request; she wanted to know what it would be like to be a sex slave and have to serve a number of men at the same time regardless of her own desires.  Finally, she spelled it out, she wanted the illusion of a gang rape without any serious injury or risk of disease.  However, one proviso was that she couldn’t know any of the men.  She felt that knowing them would strain her suspension of disbelief, and she was concerned that, having seen her in such a role, would let them feel they could take advantage of her in the future.

Since she was active in the local BDSM scene, this put a severe limitation on whom I could chose.  In fact, after a bit of discussion, I realized that there wasn’t really anyone I could call upon in my immediate circle.  We discussed masks and hoods, but while they dealt with the first objection, they did nothing about the second.  Then I remembered a local swing club, run by a friend of mine.  I suggested it, and after a bit of discussion Alice agreed to meet with him.

Paul is scene friendly but he’s not an active member of the local scene.  I suggested we come to one of his parties early in the evening before everyone was fully engaged, and he agreed.

I had told Alice that we were going to the party but weren’t going to play on that night.  However, she wore a spaghetti-strapped confection that was so thin it could have been mailed across country for less than half a buck.  It molded itself to her body, screamed the erect nipples and even hinted at the shaven mons beneath.  Paul greeted me politely and all but fell over himself welcoming Alice.  He suggested we circulate in the social area and chat for a bit.

After about an hour, when the first newly paired couples were heading up to the bedroom area, he invited us into another room and signaled a number of men to come inside.  He pointedly left the door open to others could join us as we talked.  He introduced me and I began to explain what this was all about.

Touching the back of Alice’s neck, I said, “This young lady has approached me and asked me to arrange a very special sexual experience for her.  She is sexually submissive and has the fantasy of having her brains fucked out by a group of men, non-consensually.”  I sensed them draw back a bit.  “The illusion, if you will, of a gang rape.”

One man looked disgusted and said, “This ain’t for me,” and left.  I could feel several others wavering so I plunged on.  “Of course, she only wants the illusion.  She’s neither stupid nor suicidal.”  And I was rewarded with a glowing smile from Alice.  “Think of it as a play.  For example, you’ll all have to scrub up beforehand and wear condoms.”  Again, I felt reluctance; in fact, two men slipped out the door without a word.  “I know it is not often part of some of your practices, but it’s a limit she and I have discussed."

I felt a tap on my arm and looked at Alice.  She looked concerned but obviously wanted to say something.  I paused and smiled at her, nodding.   “Expeditor,” she said, “I’ve been thinking about this.  I really don’t like the taste of latex, and I love the feeling of warm skin on my lips.  If it is all right with them, I’d be willing to,” and here she blushed prettily while her nipples under the sheer dress became even more evident, “give head without the condoms.”  Then, she looked down as some of the men gave something between a cheer and a lustful bark.  One might have mistaken her shudder for fear, but I certainly didn’t…. and neither did most of the watching men.

“There you have it,” I said.  “But we’ll keep the condoms for the vaginal,” and here I paused just a bit before continuing, “and anal fucking.”  No one in the room mistook the second shudder for anything but for what it was… pure lustful anticipation.

One man tentatively raised his hand and I nodded toward him.  He had a very good question.  “You say she’ll pretend that she’s being raped?  Will that mean she’ll scream and struggle?”  I nodded.  “Then, what will happen if she really changes her mind in the middle?  How will we know everything is OK if she’s acting as if it isn’t?”

“Have you ever heard of a safeword?” I asked.  I got a few, relatively few nods, so I continued.   “If she says “Red” at any point, it will mean that she wants us to stop.  At that point, everything stops.  But, also, she’ll be talking in kind of a code.  If she says, ‘I won’t suck your cock’ it means she wants a cock to suck or if she says ‘you wouldn’t dare spank me’ it means to give her a few swats on the ass.”  As long as she doesn’t use her safeword and is talking like that, you can be sure she’s enjoying herself.

At this point, Paul spoke up.  “I’ve been listening, and I think I’ll be OK with this, but I want to put a few limits in for the club.  First, this sort of thing really doesn’t fit with our ambiance, and I’m concerned the role play will upset some of the ladies, so I’m going to ask you to pick a night when we don’t have an event.  It will just be you two, me and any of the guys who want to come.  Also, let’s put the kibosh on the screaming.  This is a residential neighborhood.  I’ve got a pretty good relationship with the people around here but screams might tick them off.  Finally, no bondage.  If the cops do show up, I don’t want them to get the idea we’ve kidnapped someone.

I looked at Alice, and she nodded.  I nodded at Paul.  However, one of the men had an objection.

“Paul, if it’s just us, what happens if the broad backs out or after a while wants to stop?  I’m not going to get all hot and horny with nobody to fuck.”

“Maybe I can help.”  The feminine voice came from the back of the room.  A voluptuous woman, about five feet tall and wearing only panties can into view.

“Hi, Sue,” Paul said, “I didn’t see you there.

She came over to the three of us, turned and faced the watching men.  I found my eyes drawn to her lovely breasts that swayed as she walked.  Her nipples were dark brown, crinkled and hard.  “I was listening from the door.  This sounds like fun.  I’ll make you guys a deal.  If you let me come watch and she decides enough is enough,”  she paused to run her tongue over her lips.  “I’ll make sure that anyone … gets satisfied.”

The questioner grinned and looked more than satisfied.

We set the date for three weeks later.  Six of the men agreed to come…. And so did Sue.

Alice: “I must have decided I was crazy and should call it off a dozen times during those three weeks.  Twice, I went so far as to call the Expeditor, but when he answered, I chickened and asked some silly question so he wouldn’t know.”

Expeditor: “I knew.”

Alice:  “There I was in the car.  I had a little suitcase with another change of clothing since he had told me they were going to rip what I was wearing right off.  That was so exciting, but it was so hard to decide what to wear.  After all, I wanted to look good, but I didn’t want any really sexy dress ruined.  Finally, I went shopping and bought two identical dresses.  It was fun looking at the dresses and imagining the salesgirls knew why I was buying them.  I was tempted to tell just to see their faces.”

“After we stopped outside of the house, the expeditor had me stand by the car while he took a little pair of scissors and snipped the seams on the dress.  He also reached inside and snipped parts of my panties and bra.  I hadn’t wanted to wear them.  After all, I hadn’t on our first visit, but he insisted.  I couldn’t resist when his voice got all low and sexy when he said, ‘the more you wear, the more they will get to tear off.  The more they tear off, the more horny they will get until they just have to fuck you.’  I loved that vision.”

“At the door, he took my chin in his hand and tilted my head up so I was looking into his eyes.  Then he said, ‘The men inside don’t love you.  They don’t even care about you or how you feel.  To them, you are just a piece of fuck meat, to be used and thrown away.  You no longer have any choice.  You are a sex toy for the pleasure of others.  Remember, if they call you a whore, you aren’t a whore.  A whore can say “no”’  Then he pushed open the door and shoved me inside.  My pussy spasmed so hard I almost came on the spot”

“They were waiting.  Seven of them and that damned little slut, Sue.  They were all naked except for her.  She was wearing a kind of Catholic school girl outfit, but too short and too tight and, the bitch was even sucking on a lollypop!”

“The Expeditor kicked the door shut behind him, and the loud crash made me jump back against him.  I felt his arms come around me, not to comfort me but to grab my neckline on either side of the little snip he’d made in the seam.  With one yank, he ripped it to the waistline and then pushed me into the waiting men.”

Expeditor: “I didn’t know how they would react when push came to shove so that’s what I did.  I ripped her dress to give them a starting point.  Sorta like cutting the pig before you throw it into the piranhas.  Then, I shoved her straight at them.  The guy she collided with looked like a deer in the headlights but the other guys got the idea and they started ripping away like three-year-olds on Christmas.”

Alice:  “They just started tearing.  One guy got a grip on my bra and started to pull.  It HURT.  It hurt so damned bad that I started to get angry and then I remembered why I was there.  I was going to get raped and raped again.  They all were going to use me, use me like a slut.  Oh, God, even now it just gets me so hot.  The pain changed.  It was a signal that I was in their power.  They could do anything they wanted to me.  Then the bra snapped and my breasts popped free.  The nipples were aching.  Everything was burning.  I could feel the air touching me as the dress and panties were ripped away and then, I couldn’t stand up any more.  I was dizzy from being pushed and spun and from being horny as hell.  I dropped to my knees.  I didn’t think about it; I just did it."

“As soon as my knees were on the carpet, someone grabbed my head and shoved his cock against my mouth.  I opened it and started to suck.  I realized with a shock I had no idea which of the guys it was.  I was sucking a cock and I didn’t even know whose it was.  My hand went between my legs and I started to touch myself.  I’d never even done that in front of a lover, but here I was playing with myself and sucking cock in front of seven men.  I felt like such a slut.  It was glorious."

“Someone grabbed my free hand and lifted it to his cock.  It started to jerk him off.  Another pulled my hand away from my pussy and made me jerk him off.  I could feel someone messing with my hair and I realized one of the guys must be jerking himself off in my hair. 

“I don’t know how long this went on.  No one had cum yet, but someone put his hands under my armpits and lifted me away from the cock I was sucking.  My hands lost their grip on the two cocks.  Funny, for a second, it was almost lonely.  Like this was what I was really meant to do.  He lifted me on to a padded table like the OB/GYNs have.  It even had stirrups for my feet.  I felt so naked and so turned on.  Looking over my belly, I could see one of the men move into position.  Funny, I looked at his cock.  I didn’t even look at his face.  Somehow it wasn’t important.  Just before he entered me, the Expeditor came over and whispered in his ear.  He moved away.  I almost screamed with frustration, but another guy got down and started licking my pussy.  It only took a few licks before I had the first orgasm of the night.”

Expeditor: “The guy had gotten a bit carried away.  Paul had assured me that they had all washed up, but he had forgotten to put on a condom.  Fortunately, someone else kept Alice busy while he was putting one on.  Judging from the sounds from within the group, he kept her VERY busy.”

Alice: “After the tremors had died away, I looked around and realized that all the men were standing around the table.  I mean really around it.  Everywhere I looked was a cock.  Some of the guys were slowly jerking off and I could see a glistening of pre-cum on some of the cocks.  I opened my mouth and licked my lips.  One of the guys took the hint and brought his cock close.  I took to it like a hungry baby.  I was so busy glorying in the taste of cock and the feeling of being surrounded, I didn’t notice the first guy come back until he stuck his cock into my cunt.  I howled so loud that I thought I was going to swallow the cock in my mouth.  I mean no one had ever done that to me.  Sure I was soaking wet and my cunt was spasming but guys had always sorta asked permission or at least let me know when it was coming.  Then I remembered.  I was being raped.  No one would ask.  They could take me any way they wanted.  I came again.  This time I looked at the guy’s face.  He looked proud.  Like it was him that gave me the orgasm.  He had no idea of the real reason.

“People took my hands and guided them to cocks.  Whoever it was who had a thing for hair started again.  I knew the walls had lots of mirrors but I couldn’t see any of them.  It didn’t matter.  I could see myself being fucked, sucking, jerking, being used.  It wasn’t at all like the fantasy.  It was Better!"

Expeditor: "Soon sort of a 'conga line' thing shaped up.  Some of the guys would be watching, jerking off or rubbing their cocks against Alice, while another would be fucking her or getting a blow job.  After a couple of minutes, the fucker would move back and the guy getting sucked would put on a condom from the bowl on the table and take his place while one of the rubbing types would move up to the mouth.  I was impressed.   Most guys would simply have fucked her until he came and then gone to curl up on one of the couches in the room, but these guys had patience.   Maybe too much patience.  I wasn't sure that Alice could handle all of them, and it would blow the illusion if she called her safeword.  Of course, glancing at Sue, who was sitting in a big upholstered chair in the corner, her feet on the seat of the chair, her knees up and spread and a very active finger playing with her naked cunt while she watched the production with avid intensity, I knew that no one was going to get disappointed however things went down.

Then, just as I was giving them all this credit, the sweating guy who was banging Alice's pussy, gave a kind of gasp and shook.  Then Alice who had been holding on to the top of the bench with both hands, perhaps imagining she was tied and helpless, reached up and grabbed the guy she was sucking by his ass and pulled him even closer, hard.  He got red-faced and let out a moan.  A few drops of cum escaped from Alice's lips and dripped down her cheek."

David: "Damn, it was hot.  There I was getting the sucking of my life from this bitch.  Hell, not even knowing a first name was a lot hotter than I had thought it would been.  With the way she's on the table, I can't even see her face.  Just those big tits and watching her pussy get banged red.  Anyway, Chuck comes in her pussy and she reaches up and grabs my ass.  Then, then I feel her finger going right into my ass.  No lube or nothing.  It hurts, but it's kinda a good hurt.  I try to pull away, but she holds me so tight I can feel her nose rubbing against the back of my balls.  Then, bingo, I'm cumming like a horse pisses.  It's all the way down her throat but there's so much some is even coming out of her mouth."

Alice: "I’m flying.  I'm not watching the cocks or anything else.  I'm not even feeling the fucking like I usually do.  It's like my whole body is a cunt and I'm just feeling and spasming.  Then I feel the guy cum in my cunt, and it kinda brings me back a bit.  I wanna taste cum.  I know how some women hate the taste of it, but I love it and right then I want it more than anything else in the world.  I would have yelled, but the cock in my mouth was like a big hard gag.  Gag!  That thought really got me going.  I was tied up and gagged, and they were fucking me.  A whole gang was fucking me and they were going to keep on fucking me until they were satisfied.  I didn't have any choice.  I didn't have any choice."

"I was do damned turned on, that I reached up and grabbed the guy's ass.  I wanted his cock down my throat.  I wanted him to rape my throat until he came.  I pulled him in and then stuck my finger down his ass.  Then I held him with one hand and pumped it in and out until he came.  As the cock swelled up, I let it out a bit so the tip was in my mouth and sucked and licked the tip.  Then, my mouth was full of the greatest tasting stuff.  I ran my tongue through it.  I couldn't see him, of course; my head was between his legs, but I gave him what I hoped was the biggest shit-eating smile and let his cum bubble over my lips.  Then, I knew what I wanted now.  And, I knew how to get it."

Expeditor:  "She said it so softly, I could barely hear it.  "Don't fuck me in the ass.  Please, don't rape my ass.  Don't stick your hard cocks up my ass and make my scream."  It went on like that for a bit.  With the 'conga line' broken up by the almost simultaneous ejaculations, the seven guys didn't seem to know what to do. Besides, they were swingers, not scene people, so it took them a bit to get around the fantasy talk.  I moved in, and flipped Alice on to her stomach then yanked her legs back and sideways so she was lying across the bench and was bent forward with her feet on the floor.  I had the KY Platinum lube handy in my toybag.  I squirted a bit on my finger and then shoved it up her ass.  The gasp, wiggle and backward push told me as clearly as an illustrated instruction book that I had done the right thing.  I stepped back and made a courtly 'after you gentlemen' gesture to the waiting men."

Alice: "Damn, it was fucking perfect.  I was being thrown around like a sack of flour.  I was so not-in-control that I almost came just from that.  Then, something wet and slippery slid into my ass and wiggled.  It fucking blew my mind.  The next thing that went in was a LOT bigger and I opened my mouth and gasped, but just at that point someone grabbed my hair and pulled up.  For a second I was looking at an erect cock and then he just shoved it in my mouth.  It was too fucking perfect.  I was sucking and ass fucking.  I barely felt someone pull on my arm until my hand was around another hard cock, but I knew what a good sex slave should do, I began to masturbate it."

Expeditor: "Like I said, I was impressed with these guys.  It took almost 15 minutes for the first two to pop off.  Of course, flesh is just flesh and human is human.  By the half hour, five had sort of retired from the fray.  They were sprawled out in the chairs around the room, idly playing with themselves and watching what I thought was the final act."

Then, Sue got up from her chair where she had been jilling off and came over to me to whisper, 'Can I eat her? just as Paul shuddered, pulled back a bit and came all over Alice's face.  'Let me check,' I said and moved over to Alice.  I noticed the last guy wasn't banging her asshole but was fucking her red and swollen pussy.  Bending close, I lifted her head and whispered in her ear, 'Wanna get eaten?  Sue's hungry for pussy.'"

"Alice's eyes were glazed, but they focused on me for a second and she croaked, 'God, yes.'  I put her head down gently since I didn't know if she's have enough strength to lower it herself and I didn't want the scene to end with a bashed nose.  I went over to Alice and smiled, 'You're next in line.'  She grinned and said, 'Mind if I wait here?'  When I nodded and sat down, she squatted down and very matter-of-factly unzipped my fly and extracted my cock, not without difficulty since it was painfully erect, and began to deliver an artful blowjob.  I might have objected earlier because I hadn't wanted to get distracted.  After all, I didn't know these guys or how careful they were, and I was there to make sure that Alice wasn't put at risk during her fantasy, but now I'd been able to size them up and besides, six were out of action and from his red face and jerky motions number seven wasn't long for that pussy either."

"After a few minutes, number seven fell back, stripping off his full condom and dropping it in the wastebasket with the rest.  I tapped Sue on the shoulder and got up as she let my cock slip from her lips with what actually seem to be reluctance.  Going over to Alice, who was bent over the bench bonelessly exhausted, I swung her up on the bench and then turned her over.  She brought her legs up into the stirrups and knees apart.  Sue gave me a pussy-eating grin and slowly laved the red and swollen labia before opening her mouth wide and thrusting her lips against them."

"I had thought that Alice was completely exhausted.  After a bit of renew vocalization and movement when the anal fucking had commenced, she'd been silent and passive aside from an occasional moan and the working of her throat as she gave head.  However, with in a few seconds, she was twisting and moaning again.  I smiled as I noticed that Sue wasn't using her hands.  Instead, she was holding them behind her back.  It wasn't hard to see that she was deep in a nonconsensual fantasy of her own.  I lifted the short tartan skirt, exposing a lovely smooth ass, and ran my hand over it eliciting a lovely wiggle.  I took a bit of a chance and gave her a moderately sharp spank.  That got a tiny scream, not from Sue but from Alice, evidently in response to something Sue did inspired by my swat, and the ass wiggled again, this time in a most importunate manner.  What is a fellow to do?  I spanked the delightful ass as Sue tongue whipped Alice into a frenzy."

"After a few minutes of this, Alice was talking again. 'Please don't make me eat her pussy.  I'm not a lesbian.  I don't want to lick her cunt,' she pleaded.  I pulled Sue back for a moment, rearranged Alice on the bench and helped Sue up so she could squat over Alice's face, hiding it under the schoolgirl skirt.  Sue crouched there for a few moments, wiggling most delightfully and then ripped off the already overstressed blouse and fell forward her mouth landing exactly where she aimed it."

"The men had risen from their chairs, and I noticed that, although most were far from being teenagers, the little show had succeeded in giving them second wind and the lead was clearly back in their pencils.  Paul put on a condom, climbed onto the bench and positioned himself behind Sue.  Lifting her dress, he slid smoothly into her.

It was well after midnight when I helped Alice into my car.  She and I have a bit of a date next week.  A private date in my personal dungeon.  Just the two of us… and, oh yes, Sue.

Oh, yes, and after word of what had gone down got around the swing club, they decided to make it a monthly event with their own female members volunteering.  I hear they are booked well into next year.