Revenge

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"Well, we've decided," Chris said looking at me, and then walked over sitting down on the bed wrapping her hands around my very flaccid, limp as a noodle cock and began playing with it.

Words failed me, so I just lay there waiting to hear what their intentions were, which certainly weren't any I'd been contemplating, not seeing the four of them in the nude together certainly.

April soon joined Chris on the bed, leaning over and wrapping her mouth around my prick as Chris continued holding it, and semi-stroking it while she did so. As bewildered and confused as I was, the sensation was still pleasurable enough that I felt my prick slowly begin to stiffen. And then I wondered if they were going to cut it off or something once they'd gotten it hard, so I began fighting against that briefly, until reason took over and told me that as angry as they all obviously were, they certainly wouldn't actually do something like that. But this...sucking my cock as punishment? That didn't make much more sense either.

"Oh yeah, all nice and hard again. Nice work April," Chris told her. Chris let go of my cock then as Diane moved over to take her place, with Janet taking over for April as the two of them now played with my prick somehow making it even harder than it was. I was moaning and groaning now in complete abandon, somehow thinking the girls had temporarily lost their minds for a moment, but grateful as hell that they had.

"Feel good?" Chris asked as she stood next to April, her hands suddenly coming around her, beginning to fondle and caress April's breasts. "Look nice?" she added as she teased them looking at me, as April did, sighing her pleasure as Chris thumbed her hard erect little nipples. "So...you like what you see?" she asked me once again as Janet continued sucking my prick as Diane fondled it as well as my ever-tightening balls.

"Oh yeah...yeah," I moaned pleasurably, still stunned by this turn of events.

"Thought you would," she then added. "Ok Diane, go ahead and put his blindfold back on then, he's got an idea now of what he'll be missing doesn't he?" she stated simply.

"What? What?"

It didn't matter what I said, or how I pleaded. Diane quickly re-secured the blindfold that Chris had originally placed around my eyes when she brought me up here. In the next instant, I was again blind to what was going on, though I continued to hear it as Chris seriously continued playing with April, her own pleasured moans now coming as they positioned themselves on the bed, which is when Janet released my cock, allowing it to sit there throbbing wantonly as I blindly lay wondering what all was going on around and about me.

"Too bad you can't see or appreciate any of this," Diane spoke moments later. "Janet really does have cute little tits doesn't she? And they certainly feel good in my hands."

"Yes, yes they do feel good in your hands," Janet added breathlessly as I lay there visualizing what she was doing, along with the same sort of wonderment as Chris and April fooled around pleasurably at the foot of the bed, sounds of what I could only imagine as pussy-licking, and clit sucking being performed, though I was of course powerless to see or do anything about it.

"You enjoying the way I'm licking your cunt?" Chris asked. "Is it as good as the way Dave did it?"

"Oh yes...and yes, much better than the way he does it," April responded pleasurably, groaning loudly now as Chris went back to licking her. Likewise, I now began to hear similar sounds coming from the side as Diane informed me that Janet was now kneeling before her, spreading her pussy lips apart, licking and sucking her clit.

"How about me?" Janet asked. "You like this as much as when Dave licked your pussy?" She asked.

"Oh yeah, you're much...much better at it too!" Diane told her, once again moaning with a great deal of satisfaction as I lay there listening to them, my prick long forgotten, and now throbbing almost painfully with desire.

I lost track of the number of orgasms I heard, the sounds of their lust intermingling as they exchanged partners enjoying one another to the fullest.

"I don't know...think we should give Dave a little relief now?" Chris ventured. "He has shown some remorse, and he has been punished to some extent by not getting to see what any of us have been doing or enjoying with one another. What do you think?" she asked in general.

Much to my relief, I did feel a pair of soft warm hands suddenly surround my rock hard prick, once again stroking it pleasurably.

"That feel good?" Diane asked me now telling me who was doing it anyway. I could only moan in response to that. Already hovering on the edge.

"Too good I think," April added a moment later. "You getting close there Dave?" she asked.

"Yes...yes, almost," I managed already beginning to feel the tingle of anticipation at my impending climax, which is when Diane quit playing with me, and which is also when I heard the sound of the door opening.

"Wait! Wait, where are you going? What's going on?" I asked stupidly.

"We're going back downstairs for another drink, some more chat, and another look at your...our...diary," Chris amended. "Shouldn't be gone too long, or maybe we will. Either way, doesn't really matter to you now does it?" she said.

All I heard after that was the sound of the door closing and footsteps once again going down the hall towards the stairs along with a lot of giggling laughter.

#

So lost in thought, I didn't even hear the door open when it did. But I did know that at least I hadn't been laying there in the darkness as long as I had the first time either. And I had hopes that the girls had finally decided to release me, having decided I'd been punished enough for my stupidity.

Almost silently, I heard footsteps crossing over to my bed. Whoever it was, was alone however as I heard and felt no one else. What I also felt was again the touch of someone's hand stroking my cock, reawakening it which didn't take much to do as I had been and was to some extent, still very much aroused.

"Please, say something," I begged as her hand continued to manipulate my cock pleasurably. But I heard nothing but silence answer my request. "Please...which one are you?" I then said, and felt a very unpleasurable squeeze surround my cock, making me wish I hadn't said that the way that it had sounded. "Ouch!"

Thankfully, whoever it was quit squeezing me, but also whoever it was stood up and walked back out the door without saying anything to me either. And try as I might, there was nothing about her touch, or anything else for that matter that even gave me a brief hint as to who, "or which one" I thought once again chastising myself, it had been.

This time, it actually was a bit longer before I heard the footsteps, which I now lay listening for though my mind had continued to wander. Once again I heard the door open, bare feet padding along the floor towards my bed, then "someone" actually crawling up into bed, hands again wrapping around my cock, stroking it back to hardness which surprisingly didn't take all that long. By now, I had no idea of what to expect, or what direction anything would come from when it did. So needless to say, I certainly wasn't expecting the feel of a silky slick pussy suddenly engulfing my prick, easing itself down over my shaft, though it did indeed feel glorious when she did.

"Oh fuck!" I moaned thrusting upwards, but in doing so, felt her uncunt herself from me. Only after I lay still unmoving did she then again slip herself over me, slowly lowering up and down briefly, and the feel of her sweet wet cunt driving me nearly insane. "Oh God that's good...that's nice," I moaned as once again I began to feel the tingle of anticipation and sweet ecstasy just around the corner.

"Oh no! No! No!" I pleaded only a second after that as the sweetness and pleasure left. The sound of footsteps going back out the door, once again the sound of it closing as my unknown lover departed, leaving me to my thoughts and frustrations there in the darkness.

And so it began. I lost track of time, as well as the intervals when someone would come. Sometimes it felt like only five minutes had passed, even my cock having remained somewhat erect. But then other times, the silence and wait maddening, expectantly laying there until I had realized I'd actually fallen asleep, only to be awakened by the feel of someone touching me, sometimes sucking or licking me awake, though not a single word was ever spoken or given me. Just the arousal, the awakening of my desires, which by now of course, I'd come to realize, would go on unfulfilled.

I honestly thought I was beginning to hallucinate, hearing sounds when there were none, and then not hearing anything when there was. And not always did anyone touch me either. Sometimes I just heard the door open, someone standing there, and then hearing it closing again.

"Please...please, say something," I said finally upon hearing the door opening again. "Look...I'm sorry, I really am sorry that I've hurt anyone. But you've got to at least listen to reason here, you can't keep me all tied up like this."

"Oh? And why can't we?" Chris said. The sound of her voice breaking the too long silence I'd been sitting in, sounding almost heavenly, even if the tone of her voice wasn't.

"I've gotta pee for one," I offered as though that would really carry any weight with her, which it didn't of course.

"We've got a bottle for that," she said simply. "And a bed pan for the other," she added already answering my next question before I'd even asked it, which I didn't.

"Chris please," I then pleaded honestly and sincerely. "I really am sorry...but you can't keep me tied up like this."

"And like I said...why can't we?"

I knew that tomorrow was Saturday, or perhaps maybe it already was. I honestly had no way of knowing for sure. So using going to class as an excuse was out of the question. But I smiled inwardly, I did have a family photo shoot scheduled for the afternoon.

"I have an appointment," I told her. "And I can't not show up, it's my livelihood, if word should get out that I'm unreliable."

"Oh...but in a way you are Dave!" Chris admonished me. "But not to worry, Janet's already called and said she is more than willing to come over and do the shoot for you, even made apologies for you already, telling them that you were unfortunately tied up at the moment and couldn't get away."

"Very funny," I said angrily.

"We thought so too!" Chris responded. "Now...you want me to get you that bottle?"

"No!"

"Would you like something to eat?"

When she said that, I really did wonder what time it was. "Chris...what time IS it anyway?"

"It's tomorrow time," she told me. "And it promises to be another long...though very busy day, and we really should get started don't you think?" And with that, I felt her slowly begin to suck and tickle my cock with her lips. I fought hard this time however, willing it NOT to rise, though I soon began to fail in the effort. Her lips really were magical, her tongue dancing around the supersensitive crown of my cock teasing it maddeningly.

"How's it going Chris?" I suddenly heard April's voice asking. "Need any help?"

"Yeah, how about you help me to cum," I could hear the grin in her voice asking. "Have to admit, I am getting a bit horny here, and probably could use a little relief."

"Fuck!" I moaned hearing her, and then hearing her even more as she began to moan as she rolled over onto the bed, the sound of April crawling up between her legs, and beginning to lick that sweet tasting pussy of hers as I laid there listening to them.

"Maybe we should give him a little reward for behaving himself," Chris said, "What do you think?"

"Maybe," April offered, "What do you have in mind?"

I heard them whispering briefly, then April laughing. "Sounds fair," she said and then got up off the bed. The next moment, I felt my blindfold being thankfully removed. And I was indeed surprised to discover it was well into the morning, though the blinds were still drawn, there was sunlight filtering into my room through them. It took several moments for my eyes to adjust, and as they did, the honest urge to pee really did hit me then, as I always had to pee like a racehorse first thing in the morning.

"April? Chris? I really do need to pee! No kidding...honestly. Please, untie me so I can," I said almost desperately.

Sadly, I saw Chris walk over to the nightstand, grabbing a Mason jar, which she brought back to the bed with her. Taking my dick in hand, she bent it forward aiming it into the bottle.

"Whenever you're ready," she told me.

"You can't be serious!" I exclaimed.

"Suit yourself," she said taking the bottle away getting back up off the bed.

"Ok, ok! I really do need to go!" I told her, whatever inhibitions I had, or insecurities suddenly evaporating as she once again repositioned the bottle...just in time before I had soaked myself accidentally.

#

After I had relieved myself even as the two girls sat watching me, they immediately went right back to doing what they had been. Forced to watch, which was both torture as well as pleasure, April cupped Chris's breasts together, her thick fat nipples being sucked together at once, the sight of which soon had my prick dancing in want, though again purposely neglected as I lay there, still straining against the bindings that held me. I don't think I have ever felt my cock throb as much as it was at that point, April hungrily lapping at Chris's tits as she sat running her fingers through April's hair, holding her head against her as though she was actually nursing her.

But if that wasn't bad enough, Chris had also reached down between April's legs, her fingers toying with her pussy, fingers already beginning to produce the slippery sound of juice that she began to finger-fuck, making even more lovely decadent sounds as she probed, slid, and fingered April's obviously juicy wet cunt.

"Come here baby," Chris cooed, "Let me hump that deliciously wet slit of yours," she said confirming the obvious.

Agonizingly so, I then watched as the two girls repositioned themselves on the foot of the bed, my feet actually brushing against Chris's ass briefly as they situated themselves. April slid one of her legs through Chris's, and Chris likewise then slid her leg up and over one of Aprils until they had managed to press themselves together in a scissors-like fashion, pussy to pussy, which they now began rotating and gyrating together sighing pleasurably. I could even more clearly hear the squishy, slurpy cunt kissing sounds they were both making as their neither lips caressed, teased and sucked at one another sensually.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" I cried out in total exasperation, my cock throbbing wildly, swollen, purple and angrily hard.

"Poor baby," Chris half purred reaching over, giving it a sweet little pat that sent shivers of delight racing up my shaft. And then to my surprise, I felt the surging tingle of release suddenly racing up through it, realizing I was about to have a wide-awake wet dream.

"Oh yes!" I literally screamed out, watching my cock explode all on its own, the geyser of spunk which flew from the head of my prick enormous, the streamer of cum skyrocketing into the air, one after the other as my penis continued to throb, continued to pulsate, and continued to ejaculate one glorious ribbon of cream one after the other.

Both Chris and April sat fascinated as my cock continued to spew its molten lava, neither one of them moving, merely watching with wide-eyed surprise.

"You made a mess!" April announced almost happily seeing the aftermath of my much needed orgasm as it fell back upon me, drenching me literally everywhere, along with the sheets as little rivers of cream collected, and then ran off in varying directions down between my balls, or off my stomach.

"Yes he did," Chris added as the two girls disengaged themselves beneath me and then slid out of bed, each one coming to sit on either side of me as my prick just then finished oozing out the last remnants of my much needed release.

"Guess we should clean him up some don't you?" April asked looking across me towards Chris who even then was already running her fingers around and through my wet sticky spunk playing in it.

"Oh yes, definitely," Chris told her. "Can't very well leave him like this," she added, and then leaned over immediately engulfing my prick in her mouth, the single runner of cum that was clinging to my shaft suddenly disappearing as she licked it off. April began doing the same, her tongue chasing lines of semen all over my stomach, eventually moving down to help Chris as the two of them spread my legs even further, lapping at my balls cleaning them off as well.

To my delight, and theirs, I felt the twinge of renewed arousal already twitching inside my shaft as it firmed to everyone's surprise.

#

It didn't take long, my cock was soon as hard and erect as it had ever been. "That was very naughty of you, you know," Chris stated. "Coming all over yourself like that, and without our permission!"

"Sorry," I stammered, "But it couldn't be helped," I added with a twinge of a smile on my face, it had after all felt damn good...just the release itself taking the edge off of what was becoming the most uncomfortable feeling I had ever known before.

"Yes well, we're going to have to punish you for that some too now," Chris told me, though she said it in that tone of voice I was all too familiar with, which also informed me she was damn horny herself now.

I watched with a great deal of curiosity as Chris positioned herself on her side, the move looking much like the one she had just been in with April, her cunt coming into direct contact with my prick, though she merely pressed herself against it, not placing it inside that juicy wet passage.

"Come on April," She said, squeeze in here and get yourself pressed against the other side of him.

It took a moment as April figured out what she needed to do, the "pretzel-like" position suddenly taking shape as the girls managed to sandwich my once again fully hard cock between them, each pair of their lips now pressed against it, slippery, soft and wonderfully warm.

"Holy fucking shit!" We all heard a moment after that as Diane entered the room and stood there looking at the three of us.

"Come join us!" April grinned hotly.

I could only lay there and wonder how, though Diane soon answered that question after she'd removed what little clothing she had on, quickly running over to the bed where she kneeled by my head, leaning over, and somehow managed to find the head of my cock as it remained pressed between the neither lips of the two women who lay grinding themselves against it.

Quite by accident, as Diane leaned over the way she had to, I realized my fingers could just reach her pussy, immediately running up the length of her split which was already moist with her free dripping juices. Finding her hard extended little clit, I pressed it between my fingers, rolling it as she knobbed the head of my prick with her mouth, sucking it lightly as I likewise continued to feel the press of two soft warm pussies kissing it as they pressed themselves together around it.

"So where's Janet?" April asked.

"Was just coming up to tell you, she's on her way back, should be here any time now," Diane spoke though still mouthing the head of my cock. "Oh, and that lunch was ready, though I am sure that will wait for later," she giggled once again wriggling her ass back against the palm of my hand as I slid my fingers deeply inside her now pummeling her cunt from behind as best as I could, though the bindings holding my hand limited my movements.

I felt before hearing Chris's orgasm begin. The sudden additional warmth of her creamy nectar cascading and surrounding my cock, followed moments later by her deep guttural groan of pleasured joy. As she did so, she likewise triggered April's climax, soon joining her as the two girls humped themselves pleasurably against one another with my shaft still wonderfully sandwiched in between. Even Diane impaled herself more fully on my fingers, finding her own joy upon them, crying out in ecstasy as her slickness ran down my hand.