Ravished in orgy

“Leave some for us” croaked an old woman.

To my utter horror, Monica said;

Monica: “Judge Bentley, would you object if your wife joined you?”

The Judge did not reply as he sucked hungrily on my right nipple. Goose bumps appeared on my skin as I felt the cold trail off saliva he left across my breasts. Insspite of myself, I could feel my nipples growing taut and erect. I felt flushed and breathless.

I sensed, rather than saw, the old woman join her husband, she took her place between my open legs. She kissed and caressed my inner calves with here lips….”so fragrant, soft and smooth” she muttered. Slowly but surely she worked her way toward my vagina. Paused for awhile, and then started licking hungrily between my legs.
I closed my eyes as I tried to fight the waves of sweet torment that fed through my body. In spite of myself, I felt my entire body giving in to the experience. Every fibre on my body seemed charged with electricity.

Sensing a change Monica gently removed my gag and said….”If you behave, this stays off”

“Please stop……” I croaked weakly “I cant take anymore of this”

Monica smiled “you don’t sound very convincing, besides, this is just the beginning Kelly” With that she beckoned to another 2 men and they eagerly mounted the bed. The Judge had turned his attention to licking my stomach, and the lips of the two men replaced his on each of my nipples.

I felt degraded and humiliated and tried to ignore the delicious sensations that were infiltrating every pore of my body. The sweet torment and assault on my body and its senses sent me spiraling on a vertigo. My body was bathed in a fine sheen of perspiration and saliva.

While hiss wife continued to explore the increasingly moist folds off my vagina, Judge Bentley moved his tongue,mouth and nose to my upper arms, then lingered unbearably at my left armpit as he inhaled the musky odor, “ahhh…so fragrant he uttered” and continued his exploration of my sweetly tortured body.

I was overcome with shame as I realized that I was unable to voluntarily reject the sinful and morally degrading acts that were performed on my body. From deep within me I felt the first tell-tale signs of a damm building up. Slowly but surely the Orgasm crept closer.

I tried to shut my mind, body and senses off, tune out the delicious waves that rushed towards me. But it was hopeless. I felt hands, tongues, and fingers everywhere, on my face, my breast my inner thighs, my feet, my vagina….they were every where.

Through my half closed eyes I suddenly noticed that the rest of the congregation had joined in thee feasting. The scene from the ceiling mirror which gazed back at me looked like a pack of vultures descending on helpless prey. They surrounded me from head to foot.

An old woman licked my left ear, another kissed my neck and moved to my chest. I jerked violently as a wet warm tongue suddenly found the already hard and aroused nub of my clitoris, tickling it further, teasing it relentlessly and unbearably. Again and again the persistent tongue flicked over the highly aroused nub, delaying the sweet torment. And then it came, “No.NOOOOO…” I cried hopelessly as the dam burst, wave after wave of pleasure engulfed me. My back arched, my body convulsed and I clenched the fist of both hands as I rode the crest of the wave. It had been months since my last orgasm, but never had I ever experienced one, which approached this intensity and magnitude. The old woman seemed to redouble her efforts as she attempted to cover my entire vagina with her mouth.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, my tortured body returned to the bed, I breathed a sign of relieve believing the worst was over. My body felt spent, totally exhausted and drained of energy, covered in a fine sheet of perspiration. I noticed that several old men, including the Judge, had ejaculated all over me and the bed. Every pore of my body was covered in sweat, semen and saliva. The sickly musky odor of sweat and semen filled the room.

Vaguely I became aware as Monica glanced up from between my legs. At some time during the ordeal she had replaced the old woman. She looked at her watch and smiled…….”not bad in just over an hour…..but we still have the rest of the night”.

I looked back at her in disbelieve, “I cannot go on……..I will die”

She laughed and said “What about our remaining diners who are still hungry?”

Whilst the Judge and wife and the two original old men had retired to the side of the bed, I realized that Monica and the remaining “diners” were not through yet. Ever so gently Monica continued to tease the wet folds of my Vagina with her tongue, whilst someone else undid my leg cuffs, opened my leg wider and lifted my buttocks of the bed. I could feel a tongue and mouth teasing my anal orifice.

I drifted in and out of consciousness as the assault continued on my body. Blurred faces drifted in and out of my vision. I was distantly aware that my handcuffs were also undone as they turned me over on my front, and later on my back.

As my limp body was caressed and prodded over and over again, to my amazement I felt the inner stirring again, from deep within me. It was slower this time, and stronger. Monica seemed to notice and said….”it will take longer for your second orgasm, but it will be more intense as you have already come the first time”

I was brought to the very edge, and suspended there for what seemed like an eternity. The bed sheets were drenched with a mixture of sweat, semen and saliva…..Monica continued teasing my clitoris, gently flicking it with her tongue. Two women were caressing and kissing both my breasts. My sore nipples again became erect…….

The waive came again, even more intense and powerful. My body convulsed in spasms, totally unaccustomed to such intense hedonistic pleasure, as the orgasm took hold. To my horror, none of them stopped their ministering, again and again Monica’s tongue repeatedly teased my aroused clitoris. The torment was unbearable……..”she is coming again” some one said….

And then I realized that this was no ordinary orgasm. There seemed like no end in site as each wave of pleasure was replaced by another wave of higher intensity and urgency. Wave after wave washed over me in ever increasing intensity with no end in sight. With a shock I realised I was experiencing multiple orgasms. At long last, the sensations overwhelmed my overextended senses and I blissfully lost consciousness.

It was morning when I opened my eyes. The room was empty. I lay spread eagled on thee immense bed. In rumpled soiled shits. I felt dehydrated and thirsty, and my body felt battered and bruised. But Monica had been true to her words, I was otherwise unharmed.. The soiled sheets stuck like mud to my back and I painfully crept out of bed. I found the bathroom, showered and retrieved my clothes from the floor.

As I emerged from the room I noticed for the first time that I had been in a house located somewhere in the outskirts of town. 10 mins walk brought me to a dusty main road and I was able to hail a cab back home. When I returned back to the office the following Monday, I was told Jeff had resigned and was never heard from again. Neither was there any listing in the yellow pages for a restaurant called “The Dungeon”.