Finishing up May Day with one Sunday left. I think I’d like to get back to the “main” story after spending the last two months meandering.
~Richard
Arnold panted and slowly pulled back from Hannah’s mouth as she pouted.
“Sorry, Mark said I can’t give you any cum. He has something special planned for you.”
Mark also pulled out, grinning and helping her back upright. “Have fun, you two love birds,” he said, taking Hannah’s hand and leading her out of the clearing and onto a trail.
Arnold walked over to Chelsea and pulled the ribbon over her mouth to the side.
“So, how much trouble am I in?” he asked.
She snarled and snapped at his fingers.
“Mark said something like this might happen. You really do go feral when you’re tied up and horny.”
Chelsea growled again. “If you ever tie me up and fuck another woman again, you’ll be throwing out your chastity cages because we’ll be exploring castration play.”
Mark took half a step back, “You don’t really mean that…”
“Don’t I? How much has your ‘bro’ told me about the stupid shit we did in college?”
“Not that much, but I really doubt you literally cut a guy’s dick off.”
Chelsea raised an eyebrow. “Pray you never have to find out.”
Arnold dropped down to one knee, “And what can I do to placate your wrath for this afternoon, my Queen?”
“Your worthless cock smells like whore, so I guess we’ll be using your mouth. Crawl over here.”
As Arnold followed her order, Chelsea started wriggling. First her right arm, then her left managed to pop free from the ties while leaving the ribbons intact.
“Could you have gotten out all along?” he asked from her feet.
“You think you three idiots can actually tie me down? Mark’s knots are as loose as his toy’s cunt, and I’m pretty sure he ties her shoes for her.”
Arnold giggled a little despite himself. “I think that’s part of their role play, not a necessity, Mistress.”
Chelsea managed to extricate one of her feet and planted it between his shoulder blades, pressing down to relieve some pressure and wriggle out her other foot.
“Less sassing, more lashing,” she ordered, wrapping her legs around his head and tugging his face to her cunt.
She moaned as he dug in, tongue dragging up and down her pussy lips in long, firm strokes, his hands up and squeezing her ass to get the perfect angle.
“Fuck,” she gasped. “This isn’t going to take long, I was real wound up from your little show.”
Arnold moaned and moved up a little to suck on her clit as she squeezed her thighs tighter around his head.
He groaned again, trying to stay focused on his work as she nearly suffocated him.
“You can tap out any time,” she said. “But if you don’t finish, I’ll make you eat Mark’s load out of my ass. I know you hate that.”
Arnold whimpered and pressed his tongue inside her folds, working as hard as he could.
“Mmmmm, good boy. You take such good care of me. Almost… almost…. fuck… right there!”
He sucked hard on her clit, the pressure driving her over the edge and sending a flood of liquid into his mouth. She let her legs drop, and he fell back onto all fours, panting.
“Get me the rest of the way out of here,” she said after he looked back up. He quickly got her out of the rest of the ribbon, and she took his hand, hustling down a path and through the woods to the next clearing, where Hannay was bound to a pole. Satisfied she wouldn’t try to escape, Mark had only wrapped one ribbon around her, but she was ringed in with bodies instead. A dozen men circled around her, jerking their cocks as she stared at them, tongue lolling out.
“Give it to me, boys! I’m supposed to have a white dress if I’m the May Queen, but you can at least paint me white.”
Chelsea gave Arnold a little swat on the butt. “Get in there, otherwise you’re going to have such a case of blue balls even I’ll feel bad.
He ran into a place in the circle, stroking his cock for only a few seconds before popping off and spraying the first ropes across Hannah’s tits. Once he did, the others followed in short succession, cumshot after cumshot plastering her. Chelsea caught Mark’s eye when he glanced over his shoulder with a smirk, shaking her head as he walked right up to Hannah and delivered his load into her waiting mouth.
J R Vincente 