Locker Room Gangbang

Confessions of a Bondage Slut, #4

When Paul orders Cassie to meet him in the trees by the college locker room one afternoon, she expects she's in for a hard session of cuffs, spanking and exhibitionism.

Little does Cassie know that Paul has found out about his girlfriend's infidelity, and he's not happy. He's brought along three of his friends to teach her an important lesson about Masters and Slaves. His ultimatum? She has to pleasure them all, or she and Paul are through.

Can Cassie Tricks keep a cool head? Or will these four boys be the last straw for a struggling bondage slut?

The Confessions of a Bondage Slut series follows Cassie as she falls into the world of leather, whips, ball-gags and group sex.

ADULTS ONLY - Locker Room Gangbang is the fourth story in the Confessions of a Bondage Slut series. It contains oral/vaginal/anal sex, cuffs, rope bondage, blindfolds, toys and public humiliation. 6000 words. Locker Room Gangbang was also collected in BREAKING CASSIE, a five story compilation of Cassie Tricks adventures!

Excerpt:

I didn't want to be wet but I couldn't help it, not with him pressing like that on my clit, or with the plug stretching me out. Even the thought of being unable to escape turned me on. I was stuck between feeling horny as hell, and feeling like an idiot for letting Paul cuff me down. So I mumbled, "Yes, sir."

"What was that?"

"Yes, sir!" It came out as "Yuh-thur," but he seemed to understand.

"Good girl," he whispered. "Good bitch. You know what you have to do, to please me?"

I turned my head to look into his eyes. There was no emotion there - he looked like a statue carved from ice. "Whu?"

"Show me you're loyal. Show me you'll do anything to make me happy. And to do that..." He went to the locker-room door and opened it a crack, peering out over the football field. He smiled in a way that made me go cold. "If you want to please me, you have to please my friends."

Paul opened the door wide, and three figures stepped through. I recognised them instantly just from the way they stood. Paul's housemates, Alex, Rob and Gary.

Even if I hadn't been cuffed and tied to the bench, I wouldn't have been able to run. Their gaze made me freeze in place. I blinked a few times, as if this were some terrible dream, and I could force myself to wake up if I only tried hard enough. Then, when the boys didn't vanish, I squeezed my eyes shut and turned my head away, trying to hide my burning shame.

One of the boys whistled between his teeth and said, "Fuck, you weren't lying. She really is screwed up."

Paul laughed. "Yeah, this dog stuff was her idea, but I'm not going to say no, am I?" He crouched by my side and lifted my chin. "Now, Tricks. I'm going to be fair. I want you to make all my friends very, very happy. I want you to purr for them like you purr for me. But if you don't want this, if you want me to unlock those cuffs... One chance. I'll let you go right now. But you better understand, if you walk out of here, then this thing with you and me... we're done. We're over. You're out. I'm not going to keep a little slut who doesn't understand the meaning of loyalty. Got it?"

I swallowed hard. Spit was bubbling out around the ballgag and my knees were aching. Worse, I was wet. I didn't want to be, but the idea of satisfying Paul by satisfying his friends... God, I felt so dirty, like a gutter-whore, and the more I thought about it the wetter I got.

Slowly, not knowing why, I nodded.

Paul's lips tickled my ear. "Good girl," he said. Then he stood and clapped his hands. "Close that door, will you?"