“Are you two just a pair of prick teasers then” said john. “No, i said, we just had plans .. drop us of at our hotel and we could meet up later “ I tried to say, .. but a sharp slap across my face soon shut me up.
“we want some fun now, said John,,as they manhandled us both into the back seat and Mick and John sat either side of us , Frank in the driver seat and Jim next to him. “we have a nice safe place where we can give you two sluts the fucking you deserve”... Cathy looked at me … I looked at Cathy. We both felt a mixture of excitement and concern. I looked at Cathy and smiled … it's OK…. These guys were very rough looking, and much as we enjoyed our submissive fantasies … this was all too real now. Soon Cathy and I were asleep in the car.. they must have spiked our drinks.
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That was four hours ago….
Bright lights illuminated the room. Frank, John, Mick and Jim were now all stood around us As my eyes started to get accustomed to the white task lights, i could see that we were in some kind of heavy industrial workshop. I could smell grease and oil above Cathy's excessive opium perfume . The lights were on tripods , yellow trailing leads on the floor plugged into extension leads. There were cameras on smaller tripods all pointing at us as we swayed gently in the middle of the room. Then a sudden sting to my ass as someone smacked my bottom from underneath with a cane. Then a slap to my face, and we started to spin around slowly on the sling. We spun on two axis , and it felt strange. Two trannies tied together suspended in a homemade gyroscope from a workshop crane spinning slowly under the intense light. . Cathy must have had a similar but much harder strike to her ass as she pushed down against me, and I could feel my cock pulled by hers as she tensed. My cock followed , twitching against the tight sticky sellotape binding us together. We were suspended on some kind of sling that was linked to a crane jib that allowed us to spin freely. Then I heard a noise and we started to raise up high. Jesus it went higher, then down again as we panicked we spun faster. As we came back down to their level they started to slap our faces and spin is round faster and faster. I felt like I was going to be sick . . John was stood closest and kept pushing the sling, and we slowly spun round, suspended in the air. Frank shouted “ OK John, you have done well , you don't need to hoist them up again, just leave them their. “
“What do you say now girls, john loves building machines and he made this especially for fucking fagots like you. ”, Frank continued. .. “ |
