Academic Probation Bound Ch. 06

Academic Probation Bound, 6

This story is a work of fiction. Any similarities to any events or to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. All players are over the age of eighteen. If you have a problem with bondage or non-consensual sex, go no further! This story is purely for adult fantasy and entertainment. The author in no way condones violence towards women. Constructive criticism and comments welcome at the end. Enjoy.

“There. That should hold her awhile.”

“Have you got the hook ready?”

“I do.”

“Well, lube it up and slide it in her.”

“Just relax, Alicia. This won’t hurt.”

“Mmmmmmmmmm!”

I groan as the lubed silver hook is slid into my ass. It’s attached to a rope. The other end of the rope is fastened to the ball gag harness on my head.

“Now the finishing touch.”

“Mmmmmmm, mmmmmmmm, mmmmmm!”

“Go ahead,” Jill says. “Nobody can hear or understand you.” She ties the silk scarf over my mouth and nose and pulls it tight, as usual. I am forced to tip my head back just a bit.

“Ah, very good, ladies,” Harry says from where he’s setting up his camera. “She looks quite fetching. This reverse chair tie is a brilliant idea. It displays her ass and tits nicely.”

Indeed, I am sitting backwards in a chair. My feet and ankles are spread and tied to the legs. My wrists are bound at the small of my back and fastened to my belly rope. My thighs are also tied to the seat of the chair. I am completely naked and vulnerable to my captors, Becky, Jill, and now Harry, who have formed a partnership to make me an internet bondage sensation and split the profits three ways, with me getting a small percentage and I’m allowed to return to my life, but with online classes. Too many people, especially the guys, recognize me now.

Harry comes and kneels next to me.

“You look so sexy,” he licks my ear. “I’m gonna fuck you real good after this shoot.” He tweaks my breast.

“Mmmmmmmm, mmmmmmmmm!”

“What’s that, sweetheart?”

I groan.

“Frustrating not being able to talk, isn’t it?”

I nod.

“Let’s get started. Come on Alicia, let’s have some action! Struggle!” Harry says.

“I’ll help get her going.” Becky taps the bottoms of my feet with something long.

“Mmmmmmmmmmm!” I jump at the pain.

“Struggle, girl! We ain’t got all damn day!”

“Mmmmmmmmm!” I wriggle my hands behind me. I wriggle my feet. I try in vain to stand up.

“Jill, put the clamps on her nipples,” Becky says.

“Nn! Nn! PHhnph mmnmm hnrph!” I can’t shake my head.

“Oh, relax,” Jill says. “It’s gonna feel good, like it always does.” She clamps one nipple, then the other.

“Mmmmmmmmmm! Mmmmmmmmmm!” I scream. Boy, do those pinch! Now I am really wriggling my limbs.

“Move your head,” Harry says. “Show our audience how you can fuck your own ass!”

I bring my head forward slightly.

“Mmmmmmmmmm!” The hook is driven deeper inside me. I quickly tilt it back.

“What’s wrong, Alicia? Afraid it will start feeling good?” Jill taunts me. She kneels behind me. “Such a nice juicy ass you have! How’s that pussy? Wet?”

“Mmmmmmmmmmm!” I nod.

“Good. I got a little gift for you here.”

“Mmmmmmm! Hmmmmmmmm!” Jill slides what feels like a rubber dildo into my pussy.

“Now, your ass and pussy will get fucked at the same time!” She slides the dildo out, only to shove it back inside of me.

“You aren’t having all the fun with her,” Becky says. She kneels in front of me and undoes one nipple clamp.

“Sexy bitch!” She immediately covers my left nipple with her mouth.

“Mmmmmmmmmm! Mmmmmmm, mmmmmmmmm!” I groan.

“Oh, this is hot,” Harry says, continuing to snap away, “I like you two double teaming her. Don’t stop! Make her cum real hard!”

I cannot hold still. The pleasure is building, building, building. As much as I hate to admit it, the hook in my ass does feel good. It’s sending sensations through my pussy from a different angle.

“Come, slave girl,” Becky says between devouring my nipples.

“Mmmmmmmmmmm! Mmmmmmm, mmmmmmmm, mmmmmmmm, mmmmmmmmm! Hmmmmmmmm!” My body jerks. As it does, that hook is sliding in and out, in and out. Finally, my body begins to calm. Becky and Jill slowly withdraw from me.

“Very nice, ladies. Let’s get her in another position,” Harry says.

They untie me from the chair. I am allowed water and a quick bathroom break. As soon as I emerge, Becky grabs my chin with a foam ball in her hand.

“You know the drill by now. Open, open.” The foam ball is pushed inside my mouth, once again with a bit sticking out in front. “In, in!” Becky forces it inside of my mouth so that my cheeks puff out. Jill is right behind her with some black electrical tape, which is wound around my head several times, until the whole lower half of my face is covered in black tape. Then Becky drops a sack over my head and draws the strings. Someone ties my hands in front of me and my arms are hoisted above my head and fastened to an overhead hook. The rope is pulled so that I’m on the balls of my feet.

“Mmmmmmmmmm!” I squeal.

“I love it when she protests, don’t you, girls?” Ben says, swatting my ass.

“Mmmmmmmmmm!” I scream.

“Come on hot stuff,” he whispers in my ear and reaches from behind to rub my mound of hair. “You know you love it.” He sticks a finger in my pussy and wiggles it around.

“Mmmmmmmmm! Mmmmmmm, mmmmmmm!”

“Feels good, huh?”

“Mmmmmmmm, mmmmmmm,” I nod.

“Heh, heh, you stand there and brood a while.”

He binds my belly and this time threads the rope between my legs, once, twice, and then the third time I feel him tying it to my wrists. I’m forced to stick my chest and butt out to accommodate it.

“Spreader bar,” he says.

“Hmmmmmm?”

My ankles are tied to what feels like a metal pole. Now I can’t close my legs! I can hardly move at all!

“Becky, clamp her nipples.”

“With pleasure.”

“Nmmmmmmmmm!”

“Like you can stop me,” she sneers. She ignores my cries and puts the tight pins on my breasts.

“Mmmmmmmmm! Mmmmmmmm! Mmmmmmmm, mmmmmmmmmmm!” I’m just making noise now, no actual attempts to speak.

“You look great, Alicia,” Harry says. “Comfortable?”

“Mmmmmmm, mmmmmmm!”I shake my head.

I feel someone rubbing my ass cheek.

“You need some help feeling comfortable? Hmmm?” It’s Becky!

“Mmmmmmmmmm!” I squeal as she slaps my ass twice. She grabs my chin.

“All you are, all you will ever be to us is a slave, a fuck toy, an entertainment piece. We can do whatever we want to you. I think deep down, you like it.”

“Mmmmmmmmm, mmmmmmmmm!” I shake my head. She laughs.

“Don’t lie to me, Alicia.” She yanks my belly rope.

“Mmmmmmmmm!”

“You know this feels good. You like being all tied up and helpless and shit. I knew from the minute my girl and I brought you home that you were special.”

“Mmmmmmmmmmm!” She yanks the rope again.

“What? You got something to say? Go ahead,” she whispers in my ear. “I love your gagspeak. You’re turning everyone in this room on with your sounds. In fact,” she yanks the rope again, eliciting another muffled squeal from me, “maybe we should invite some people over and give a reward to those who can guess what you’re saying. The reward of course would be you. What do you say?”

“MMhn cnn nnnmrphphnnn mm? PHhm gng nph phn phnghph! N cnn’ph phnm n mmnrn!”

“How does that gag feel?”

“PHnghph!”

“What?”

“PHnghph! N cnn’ph gmph mm mnnphh frmm!”

“Mmmmm, you’re sounding so goddamn sexy!” She grabs me from behind. “If I was a dude, I’d fuck you right now!”

I hear whispering. Suddenly, I’m grabbed again!

“Looks like I’m gonna get my wish, Alicia!”

Becky pushes her hips into mine. Is she wearing a strap on? I think so.

“Ohhhh, shit! I’m gonna grind my clit on your ass so I can come too! Push your ass back one me and roll your belly! Now!” She slaps my butt as she starts to fuck me.

“Goddamn!” Harry says. “This is just too hot! Keep going, Becks!”

“I will!” She grabs my breasts and squeezes them as she thrusts into me. I do what I’m told and push my ass back on her. My belly has a mind of its own. It’s rolling and rippling like the ocean waves. Suddenly Becky grabs me tightly. She stiffens and moans loudly.

“Uhhhhhhh, that’s what I’m talking about. Jill, get on your knees and clean her up.”

Becky had parted the crotch rope to allow her access to me. Now, she puts the strands back in place. I can feel Jill’s presence. Her nose nuzzles my mound.

“Mmmmmmmmmm, mmmmmm, mmmmmmmmmm!”

“I like the way you smell,” she says softly, “and taste.” Her tongue lashes out and begins licking my bound pussy. While she does this, she reaches up to finger my belly button. Oh man, it feels incredible!

“Mmmmmmmmmm! Mmmmmmm, mmmmmmm, mmmmmmm, mmmmmmmm!”

Her own words are unintelligible as she mutters against my clit. It doesn’t take long for me to come, again.

“Okay, I think it’s time to add Jill into the scene,” Harry says.

They untie me from the ceiling. The bag is taken off my head. Becky strips Jill, gags her like me, and then ties her to the bed. I am made to straddle Jill. My ankles are tied to the headboard and my wrists are tied to my belly rope. Becky also ties my chest up. I look down at Jill, not knowing what’s coming next, until Becky slides a large vibrator under me, so that it’s resting on our pussies. She turns it on.

“Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm!” I scream as it comes to life.

“Mmmmmmm, mmmmmmmm,” Jill blinks and closes her eyes.

“Alright Alicia, move those hips,” Becky orders. “Belly dance for us!”

Jill pushes into me with her pelvis. I push down with mine while doing a downward belly roll. Soon the room is full of citations, camera clicks, and muffled moans. I push down and Jill up. How is this feeling so damn good? I toss my head back as I moan. Harry is steadily snapping away. Just as I’m about to come, Harry comes from behind the camera and unties me from the bed. He makes me kneel down with my head on the bed.

“I can’t stand it any longer! I’ve gotta fuck you now!”

He thrusts into me with his cock, so hard and full.

“Mmmmmmmmmmm!”

Becky takes the vibrator and continues to tease her lover while Harry fucks me.

“Fuck! Fuck! You little sexy vixen! How…could one woman make me feel this damn good?” He grabs a hold of my belly rope and thrusts.

“You’re mine, Alicia! Do you hear me? You aren’t fucking any other dude but me! You belong to me, to us!”