Baited and Broken (The Halloween Party) IIII

In happy fashion, I now bring you Chapter 4 of the Halloween party. Also in happy fashion I bring you the links to the first three chapters. Glad re-living this one is almost over LOL.

Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three

Chapter Four...

Arriving at the bed they share, we catch them deep in the action- literally.

Red’s husband taps Red politely on the shoulder, her head raises to us in a look of discontent. He attempts to raise his voice a little over the audible atmosphere of pleasure “Hey honey, sorry to bother you…” He sounded so polite, it was rather amusing.

Red’s face turned to one of sarcasm as she propped her chin in her hand, untwining her leg from my husband’s torso. “Well what the fuck honey? It’s not like I’m doing anything here.” Her face bore a faint smile, her chin wet with somebody’s juices.

“Did you say you knew where John’s Room is?”
Her husband leans in as he speaks this, noticing that the next couple is only a mere 5 feet away… Not that they would be paying attention to our conversation mind you, they looked like they were doing just fine on their own.

My husband and Jess kept keeping on; not even noticing Red’s attention was elsewhere.

“Yeah yea” her eyes lit up and glimmered “Why, you wanna go there?”
“Well yes dear” her husband returned her sarcasm “Would I bother you otherwise?”
“You don’t know where it is?”
“Honestly, let me repeat what I said the first time…”
Red jumped from her position and grabbed her clothes. Jess and my darling husband didn’t waiver… they just kept on keeping on.

I was rubbing my sore ass…
Yes sore, but even so I couldn’t help but enjoy the way my silk dress felt cool and soft over the hot remnants left by that Mistress bitch. I closed my eyes and focused all of my attention on the transition from pain to pleasure as my fingertips slid across my welts through my dress… my nipples hardened, and again the tingles rushed through me.

We hurried through the crowd, past the wonderful lady still sitting undisturbed in her high-back velveteen chair… Her voice came through quite timid up close, not booming and firm as it projected through the room. As we swept by her and past the bound and blindfolded love swing girl, I pondered the scenario of what could be ahead of me. Then my brain recoiled back to my husband and Jess…

and had they joined us? I don’t see them behind me, and I can’t make out where we came from… Jesus, did I just stub my toe on someones ass?...

“Wait wait” I begged to stop for a moment to remove my high heels, and to pause for a look back from where we came from. Alas, I lost my husband… it’s anyones game now.

We entered a small room with 4 extending hallways… Red starts to jabber to herself under her breath “third from the left…” She then begins that direction, with myself and her husband in tow. We stop when the hallway now intersects with another, and another I can see just ahead.
“Second hallway to the right” And she’s off again.
The second hallway then curved to the left, complimenting the fact that it was long as fuck… small glass cube windows dissected the wall down the middle, I reached up to see what they felt like.
Don’t ask me why, I just wanted to.
The glass felt cool to the touch, and glossy… I lay my hand flat on it while Red decides which door out of the 5 we should try for. “I think he said it was this one…”

I’m thinking to myself I bet this cold glass would feel sooo good on my ass. I know, sexy aint it? Red’s husband stands not amused at his wife’s short term memory. He looks good standing there though, the light from the outside that trickles in through the glass cubes softens him… his shirt hangs loosely, unbuttoned and exposing a soft, lean abdominal. I could fuck him right here in the hallway… forget the room.

Red shoots a girlish smile as she announces “It’s for sure this one... it’s got the code lock.”
“Good good” her husband joins her side, looking unto the keypad above the handle, “now honey do you remember the code?”
“What’s in this room anyway?” I move over to join them and interrogate… hoping I can be more prepared for what’s inside. “Is it his bedroom? Why does he lock it?

Red snickered back to her husband “Of course I know the code…” and then to me as her eyebrows raise “Bedroom? No.” She punches the keys and door lock snaps, she turns the handle and teases me “You’d lock this shit up too…”

She enters the room and spins around, flipping on the light switch… “This is where John and his wife go to relax.” Her husband and I follow her into the dimply lit room; creeping quietly for some weird reason. I was still unsure if we were supposed to be in this room, and what John would do if he found us. This room sprawled vertically from what I could tell… and in it sat just about any and every sadistic and masochistic device known to mankind. I felt creepy at first, imagining the things that went on in there. From cuffs and bars, to harnesses and swings… they had it all. “Funny” I laughed nervously “his wife didn’t look like she’d be into this kind of stuff.”

“Oh, you thought that was his wife?” Red laughed “No, that’s his girlfriend…” and then she rolled her eyes “one of them at least.”

“Is his wife here?” I asked, tinkering with the body harness.

“No, she’s in Taiwan visiting her family. He always throws the best parties when she’s gone.”

Red’s husband had made his way to the assortment of blinds, gags, and devices that sat perched on the wall, he removed two leather blindfolds and two pairs of cuffs. “So nice both of you decided to join..” he began “now I can have twice the pleasure.”

Red squirmed “Right on baby, let’s do it!”

We began to shed our clothing, at least Red and I… her husband stayed clothed as he looked on, tracing our bodies with his eyes. Once we had finished undressing, he rose from his seated position on the padded table and began to approach us. I could see how aroused he was as the dim light danced on the highlights of his cords… I love cords.

“Up against the wall now… girls.”

I was happy to be blindfolded and cuffed by this time… especially if it meant some kinda climax would be in the near future. I broke my grip from the harness and joined red against the wall. As we leaned back and raised our hands over our heads, I looked to Red… and I swear to fucking god it was almost like looking in a mirror.

Red and I have been mistaken for sisters constantly. We talk the same, look almost identical (except her hair is definitely more of a red, as mine has Auburn undertones). We match in height and cute little girl face. Our bodies are similar in stature and build, curvy a bit, supple… average breasts… pronounced collarbone. Her skin is alabaster as mine is more tanned. With the exception of her freckles, we could be the same person. As I look to her pleased, I realize that she and I are absolutely perfect equals in almost every way.

Red’s husband cuffs us to the wall gently, securing them so as they were not too tight. The wall we perched upon was black brushed suede, strange sensation on skin… even wounded, sad skin. I admired the way it felt, and brushed a little against it, again soothing my ass and basking in the tingles… yes, the ecstasy was still kicking my ass.

Not using the blindfolds, he began to work slowly… drawing a tongue across my abdomen and down to just above my pussy. He then turned to his wife and did the same. My eyes closed once again, and longed for him to return… Soon enough he was back to me, kissing my neck and shoulders… fondling a breast and commenting on the hardness of my nipples. Then he began to work down, his hot mouth traveling at a snails pace south… and then…

“Did you lose something?” A familiar voice resounds from the doorway. It’s the mistress with my husband and Jess in tow. Shit I’m thinking to myself, how the hell did she know we were here? And what a fucked up place to find us… jesus.

Red became heated, her husband stepped away from me and turned toward the interruptors. “Hey” she spat “You’re not supposed to be in here!”

I was reluctant to chime in, so I sat unabaited and naked… and bound to a fucking wall.

“John knows I’m here.” The Mistress strode across the room towards her, hands free of any riding crops. “I figured if you folks were gonna play, you’d need a team leader.”

My husband, who had remained horrified and silent in the background, clutched his belt in spanking position, chuckled a bit at her statement and leaned in to Jess “I’ll just beat the shit out of her with my belt” he whispered.

But I heard him say it, so did Red and her husband… so did the Mistress.

“YOU” she spun on her heels and extended a long, manicured finger to my husband… “here NOW.” She then pointed towards the padded bed that Red’s husband accompanied only a short time before. My husband reluctantly took a seat and shrugged his shoulders toward Jess. She still stood mystified by the room and it’s contents… her mouth slightly agape, her clothes wrapped in her arms covering her breasts. I think she was shivering, or scared… either way it pissed me off.

“Really thanks for returning our friends, but you can go now.” Red kept on, chiding the Mistress like she owned her.

“You” she paid no mind to Red’s comment and now diverted her direction at Red’s husband “Join him.” He did, without question… Remembering the punishment he had gotten a short time before.

I thought to myself Fuck this figures, doesn’t it? I’m never gonna get fucked around here. Forget this shit. And began to slip a hand from a cuff on the down low while her head was turned. Red saw this and also began to try for her escape… but no luck, her cuffs were too tight. “You thinking of bailing?” I asked to her as she struggled.

“Hell yes, you?” she whispered back.

The Mistress now spun around again to Jess… “You.” Jess stood frozen, I do believe that yes, she was frightened. “Join your little girlfriends.” The Mistresses long, bony finger swayed to our position at the wall. Jess hesitated at first, but then paced quickly over to us and stood near me. “I’m scared Emma.. I don’t think I like her very much.”

“Jess, just do what she says… and let’s remind ourselves to read the pain disclaimer next time we go to a Halloween party at Johns.” I said that only to make her smile, and I was thankful that it worked. All for not however as the Mistress began her strut in our direction, coming face to face with me, standing beside Jess.

“You wanna get down then?” She raised an eyebrow, noticing I had wriggled one hand from the cuff. “Alright then sweet thing, you can come down.” With that she released my other cuff… I rested my arms to my sides, taking a moment to rub my wrists.

“You there… bitch” she called to Red “You too then?” Red nodded, knowing better than to continue her attitude if she wanted this to end. “Alright, down you go.”

So the three of us ladies stood before the mistress, dwarfed by her height… intimidated by her persona, completely undecided on whether to make a break for it ? Or stay. The Mistress swiped the blindfolds away from Reds husband, as my husband gave a nervous smile in my direction. She began to make her way back across the room to us, but stopped quick half way to grab a bull whip off the wall. Yes, bull whip… fuckin’ A. Now's a good time to run.

“Now ladies, put these on or I’ll whip you.”

We all shot a look of challenge to each other, would she really I wonder? Fuck that, I’m not taking any chances… and if I run, that whip will catch up with me for sure. I put on my blindfold, the other two follow my lead. The Mistress circles around the back of us, checking all for tightness and security. “Now all of you hold hands.” I can hear Jess whimpering slightly… but obeying as her and Red’s sweaty palms join with mine.

Suddenly I am led towards a different part of the room. I can hear the men’s voices growing dim as we retreat from our previous positions, being led by the mistress… I knew it was her, I could hear the click click of her damn heels.

Once we stopped we were once again aligned side by side… and pressed up against something. I couldn’t quite make it out, but it pressed into my abdomen… a Table? Bed? Strange. I extended my hand to feel what was before us; and felt thick smooth texture, more suede? No no, leather... yes, leather. Perhaps even a bit worn down.
It was hard, kinda narrow.. but kinda wide... I dunno, it was hard to explain but I had definetly felt one of these before... but where? Spreading both hands outward to feel the curvature of this object, and the handles that sit atop it in just the right positions... I realize what it is.

I can make out the sound of the Mistress now walking away "You girls stay put, the door has been locked." … click click click

“What is this? Where are we now?” Red inquired to me in a softly spoken way, as not to make her come back.

“Yeah, do any of us know what this is?” Jess agreed, and questioned as well.

“I think I do.” I hesitated, and then outstretched again… feeling the bottom, sides… pushing Jess a little to re-affirm I had taken inventory of the whole object.

“girls... brace yourselves… it’s a fucking pummel horse.”