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As Musa stretched her limbs and drank some water, Alejandra told the group, “I’m tired of being let out of the fun! I think you all know what to do. I’m going to add my name back into the bowl - but don’t get too excited, it could be hours yet before my name comes up.”
Alejandra dropped the slip of paper with her name into the first bowl and stirred the papers around to make sure it was random. “Ready girls? Our next victim is…” she opened the paper and read it. “Alejandra! Wait-”
She had taught them well. They sprang into action. A stampede of girls ran around the counter from the dining room to the kitchen. Alejandra gave an involuntary squeal as they grabbed her - especially since her vibrator suddenly was turned on. Bell and Spinny grabbed her arms, Vidalia clapped a hand over her mouth, and Musa sauntered over to the bowls, a wicked gleam in her eye. “For the record,” she said, “not a big fan of the ice water treatment. Let’s see what’s in store for YOU, our hostess with the mostest! Oh, and someone gag her” She grabbed a slip from the second bowl. “Strappado! How are we supposed to do that?”
Olive found an o-ring gag and strapped it into place in Alejandra’s mouth. Her heart was hammering. All the work she had put into preparing for today, making sure everything was exactly right. Now she was completely out of control. Anything could happen. She should have waited longer before adding her name to the bowl, but she didn’t think her name would come up this fast!
The girls eventually noticed a pulley in the ceiling. They decided to use the spreader bar to keep her ankles wide apart. They found some rope and trussed up her arms securely, then fed the rope through the pulley. Musa happily kept pulling on the rope, bending Alejandra forward until she squealed. Mommy convinced her to back off slightly, and then they tied the end of the rope to a ring in the wall. Now her legs were apart, her arms pulled up behind her, tilting her face down towards the ground. She didn’t have a good view of what was going on.
Then she heard Musa’s voice. “Breath play!” there was a gasp from the other girls. Mommy expressed some reservations, and there was a quick, heated discussion. They decided they’d do some quick breath play with her for a few minutes, but wouldn’t do anything to interfere with her breathing while they were busy making hallacas.
It turned out that Sultana was really passionate about breath play, and had lots of ideas. It helped that one of the bags Alejandra had prepared had a few items specific to that purpose. Sultana yanked a plastic bag over Alejandra’s head. She gasped in surprise, causing the plastic to collapse tightly around her face. Her heart was hammering. For a moment she regretted adding breath play to the list of torture activities. But hey, it was hard to come up with so many ideas!
She forced herself to breathe out. The bag expanded, puffing out around her head. She could do this. They weren’t going to actually hurt her. She would just enjoy the adrenaline rush, the helplessness.
“Humiliating!” Musa called out. “I guess that means we call her names?”
The girls were suddenly hurling all kinds of insults at Alejandra. A pathetic cunt. A bootlicking bitch. A dirty, perverted whore. A cum-guzzling pig that got off on being tied up tight and choked on camera for the world to see!
Alejandra’s thighs trembled and she moaned. She almost came from the intense experience and the vibrator. She felt both sad and relieved when the plastic bag was taken away. But she was only allowed to take a breath before Sultana wrapped a scarf around her neck and pulled on the ends. The girls continued to call Alejandra humiliating names, and then Mommy noted that Alejandra’s face was turning red and asked Sultana to let go of the scarf.
Sultana gave Alejandra a few moments to catch her breath before pinching her nose shut and covering the open mouth gag with her hand. The other girls continued to tell her what a pathetic, perverted pig she was. A worthless cow. That they should send her outside naked so everyone could see her, since she enjoyed being shown off so much.
Alejandra enjoyed the treatment, but realized they were playing with her for significantly longer than they should have. Finally, Mommy got them back on track. She told them to pick different work stations and they got back to making hallacas. Alejandra could breathe freely again, but was still stuck in the strappado. It was very challenging on her arms. And she couldn’t see what was going on and couldn’t speak to offer advice for the girls. She kept worrying that they would make a mistake - but her thoughts kept getting interrupted by the vibrator. It would run for a minute or two. Then, maddeningly, it would turn off again. She kept getting close to orgasm, only to have it stop just a little too early. She desperately wanted to finish herself off.
It was in this frustrated, bound bliss that she realized the girls were untying her. She hadn’t heard the kitchen timer… oh. They forgot to set it. Then the vibrator shut off as they removed the gag.
“Oh, my arms are aching! You girls were pretty rough on me!” she complained. Pepper and Mommy massaged her arms and shoulders soothingly. Alejandra gave a mock glare to Sultana, playing things up for the cameras. “And sometime very soon I’m going to grab YOU and keep a plastic bag over your head while you are unable to get away!”
Sultana just blew her a kiss.
Alejandra took a breath and shakily moved over to the counter. “Ok ladies, let’s get this back on track. Are we ready to see who’s next?” After seeing a few nods, she reached into the first bowl again.
And on it went. Shy Pepper was hogtied on the kitchen table, her tits tortured with thumbtacks - some duct tape was used to hold them against her breasts, and the weight of her body pressed them into the table. The girls did their best to scare her, telling her that they were going to auction her off online as a slave girl, that she would never be free again. They talked about getting her nipples and clit pierced and installing padlocks in the piercings so she couldn’t take them off. It turned out that Pepper was very masochistic and, apparently, very horny - she came right there in front of them as they were teasing her.
Olive was tied bitchsuit style. She was kept on “all fours,” her elbows and knees. Her limbs were doubled up, forearms tied to upper arms, calves tied to her thighs. They covered her tits, pussy and thighs in clothespins and made her “walk” around the dining room floor, occasionally removing clothespins and putting them on different places.
Ann was mummified. Alejandra had plenty of bondage tape on hand, which would stick to itself. They cocooned her completely, with holes for her nose, tits and pussy. They did their best to edge her repeatedly. One girl or another would frequently step away from the hallacas to fondle her tits, pinch her nipples, rub her pussy, suck on her clit, or hold a high powered magic wand vibrator to her pussy. Alejandra was proud that none of them slipped up and let her cum. The point of the torture was edging. And, for the most part, they remembered the selected attitude: talk about her being a slave. About how she belonged in chains. She was owned property. Her life was devoted to serving. She could be bought and sold freely, with no consideration for her own choices.
Mommy was tied on tiptoe, hands over her head. They used the same pulley and ring as for Alejandra’s strappado. Her selected torture was tickling, and the girls eagerly went for her armpits and tummy. Pepper even laid down on the ground and ran her fingernails over Mommy’s soles. It turned out that Mommy was intensely ticklish. The girls had a lot of fun with that, and Alejandra knew her audience would love Mommy’s over the top giggles and shrieks and muffled begging for mercy. They almost forgot that they were supposed to bully her. Bell, at least, made an effort to tell her that she wasn’t pretty enough to kiss their feet, but it was mostly lost in the sound of Mommy’s screaming and giggling.
Vidalia was put over an ottoman and tied down to it. Her selected torture was paddling. The girls spaced that out over the course of the hour, taking turns beating her ten times each with a wooden spoon. They were meant to treat her like a little girl, so they called her “babygirl” and told her that she had been a naughty little girl who needed some discipline.
Bell was simply tied to a chair, turned so she could watch the other girls cooking in the kitchen. The torture was body writing, so they took a bunch of colored permanent markers and drew everywhere on her that could be reasonably covered by clothes. “Slave slut,” “free use whore,” “owned pussy,” “cum on me,” “harder, Daddy” and dozens of other words and symbols. The selected attitude was “blackmailing.” They took pictures and videos of her and promised her that unless she did all the perverted things they could imagine, that they would send the pictures to her family, friends and job.
Spinny had her ankles cuffed to the spreader bar, her wrists and neck locked into a yoke, keeping her hands out away from her head. Her selected torture was electric shocks. Alejandra felt relieved she had just gotten breath play instead. She had a shock collar ready to go, and tied in to the livestream system. For a significantly higher price than controlling the vibrators, the audience could zap her. Almost immediately, Spinny was yelping around the cock gag strapped into her mouth. Based on the drawn attitude, the girls stood around her and talked about her, saying things like “what a little slut” and “it’s fun to watch her squirm.”
They hadn’t even gotten halfway through Spinny’s hour before Alejandra declared they had finished with the hallacas. They all clapped and cheered. Alejandra insisted that Spinny finish her hour before they went to “the next phase.” For the most part, they sat around and talked, but occasionally they had fun with Spinny. Olive kept tickling her, while Pepper seemed to enjoy stroking her hair. Musa fondled her tits roughly for a few minutes.
Once the hour was over they removed Spinny’s shock collar and released her from the bondage, then gathered around Alejandra expectantly. She told them that there were a few steps left in their kinky cooking party. She announced to the audience that she was disengaging their control of the vibrators. Instead, she had a special program she was going to run.
She handed out sets of handcuffs and told everyone to pair up. She set a kitchen timer for half an hour and clicked a button on her laptop to start the program. Then she had everyone reach around their partner and put their handcuffs on, so they were locked into embracing each other. She ended up being paired with Olive, their bodies pressed together, her tits crushing Olive’s smaller ones.
The vibrator started out slow, but quickly ramped up. The pattern was slightly different for each girl. It slowly increased to maximum power, would run at the highest setting until the girl was close to climax… and then would slow down until it was barely perceptible. Once the girl calmed down a little, it would speed up again. Alejandra bit her lip at the deliciously frustrating orgasm denial. She counted four times she almost came, before the devilish machine slowed down again. Judging from Olive’s frustrated whimpering and muffled cursing, it was just as effective for her.
Finally the vibrators all shut off. There was a chorus of disappointed, frustrated groans from around the room. Alejandra told them to stay in position. They stayed like that, each girl’s arms around her partner, two warm, naked, bound bodies locked together. A few minutes later, the kitchen timer went off. Alejandra directed them to where keys were hanging on hooks on the wall. Releasing themselves was much harder than getting into the cuffs. As pairs, they had to awkwardly shuffle to the wall. Without being able to see well, they’d have to reach for keys, struggle to grab them and put them in the locks. But eventually they were all freed. Alejandra had them remove their vibrators.
Alejandra told them it was time for a treat, and the final challenge. She served hallacas to the girls and explained. One of the hallacas had a key. That was meant to symbolize a chastity belt key. The girl with the key would be the only one to cum tonight. The other girls would restrain her, tease her and make her cum repeatedly in any way they could think of.
Hungry, the girls dove into their hallacas, moaning and licking their lips with satisfaction. Alejandra hesitated for a moment. She thought about how her name immediately came up as soon as she put her name in the bowl. What if she had the key? She knew full well what that girl would be in for.
Resolutely, she dug into her food and moaned with satisfaction. The hallacas they made were delicious. They tasted like home and holidays and love.
Olive let out a startled cry and held something up. A key, still crusted with food. Some of the girls started towards her threateningly, but Alejandra told them to stop and let everyone finish eating.
Olive finished her plate fastest of all, impatiently waiting for the other girls. They put their plates away. Then Alejandra looked around, pointed randomly at Spinny, and asked, “what do you think should be Olive’s first bondage position of the night?” Olive looked confused and a little worried at that.
Before long, Olive was hanging from the ceiling by her wrists and ankles. The girls dove in. Spinny pulled her hair tight and kissed her deeply. Pepper tickled her thighs. Mommy ate her pussy. Bell sucked on one tit, while Vidalia squeezed and pinched the other. Musa tried to spank Olive as best as she could in the crowded space. Ann crouched underneath her and kissed and licked her back, working around the rope harness. Sultana ran her fingertips up and down Olive’s neck. And Alejandra fetched another piece of equipment. By the time she returned, Olive was already shuddering with orgasm.
Alejandra set up the dildo machine on a footstool in the living room. By then, Pepper had licked Olive to another screaming orgasm. Alejandra shoved her way in after that and got a faceful of Olive’s pussy juices, diving in with her tongue, licking her and nipping at her tender clit. But once she forced a third orgasm out of Olive, she told the girls to stop.
Olive was panting, her eyes rolling back in her head. “Wow!” she said “that was amazing! You can let me down, guys.”
Alejandra giggled. “Oh, we’re not done yet. Not by a long shot. Musa, how do you think she should be tied next?”
Olive’s eyes opened wide.
Musa also chose a suspension. This time, hanging Olive by her ankles, spread wide apart, her arms bound tightly behind her. Alejandra started recruiting a couple girls at a time to help with the dishes, but made sure girls cycled in and out so everyone could have some fun.
After Musa and Ann each ate Olive out, she started begging for mercy and saying she had enough. The girls just laughed, and Alejandra gagged her securely, stuffing a spare pair of her panties in the girl’s mouth, and keeping it in with duct tape.
After a couple more bondage positions and every girl eating Olive out at least once, Alejandra had some of the girls tie Olive on the coffee table. She lined up the dildo machine and turned it on. It started pistoning in and out of the girl’s pussy. Not rapidly, but with relentless efficiency.
Eventually the dishes were all done. The girls, for the most part, had worn themselves out playing with Olive every way they could think of. Alejandra had them gather in the living room, cuddling on couches and loveseats. Then she turned to the cameras.
“What a night, right? Thank you all for helping us raise so much money for charity. I’m sure everyone had a great time. Especially Olive.”
Olive whined and let out a muffled cry as she came again, the merciless dildo machine still going.
“Things are going to be pretty quiet now. We’re going to cuddle, relax, and watch ‘A Christmas Story.’ You know, a nice, simple, relaxing time.”
Alejandra paused for a moment, an evil glint in her eye, and then added, “and THEN we’ll untie Olive.”
Olive shrieked into her gag and shook her head, but Alejandra just concluded with “Merry Christmas!” before hitting play on the TV remote and cuddling on the couch, sandwiched in between Bell and Spinny. She let out a breath and relaxed, feeling their warmth, both physical and emotional. Planning this day had been a tremendous amount of work, but now they could enjoy the holiday companionship and simply relax.
Well, all of them except Olive, of course.
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That’s the end of the story. Following are random options you can use to play a game like that the girls played in the story. You could use paper slips in bowls, roll a die (for example, google “roll a D12”), or use a tool like List Randomizer on random dot org.
Multi player: get two or more players. You may want to aim for at least six half-hour rounds. If there are two players, that’s three rounds for each player. If you have four players, you may want two rounds each for eight rounds total. If you don’t have that much time, just do one round each.
Single player: try one round for one hour. See if you can do this each day. If you can, record a couple minutes of talking, demonstrating the selected attitude, then play that on loop while you are in bondage. If that isn’t practical, skip the attitude portion.
In either format, the current player can choose to refuse a torture that was drawn. Then a new torture will be drawn, and will be applied much more intensely.
Names: if there are multiple players, write down the names and decide how you’ll randomly choose amongst them.
Gather all the toys and restraints you can. If there are some options you can’t do, remove those ahead of time.
Bondage (note: gags are recommended, but optional):26Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRDz5sDAyZS
1. hands over head, on tiptoe26Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLKrdfvfcdB
2. spreadeagled on top of table or bed26Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDYDjHvfgB8
3. hogtied26Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡT7d4VyL0vY
4. tied to a chair26Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHYKTbuax4i
5. mummified26Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHUK8PcBnnV
6. yoke and spreader bar, standing26Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjX7d3o5juz
7. bitchsuit binding (on knees and elbows)26Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡV3YEnp6rn6
8. wrists and ankles tied to same spreader bar26Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuSyudv7Z7t
9. on knees, butt in the air, hands by ankles26Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡW6E5hh5AFU
10. footstool26Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡl1V6iRLTM5
11. strappado26Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoRCFGrIgXr
12. legs spread, bent over, wrists to ankles
Torture:26Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVv6ueaMbGS
1. tickling26Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYHSCWcu7wW
2. paddling26Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSwtSejQPWP
3. hot wax26Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWM7i2KpCtk
4. ice cubes and ice water slowly dripping26Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡStCgc37AzX
5. electric shocks26Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡREPqCup3pD
6. chemical play26Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlNxCpYBHzX
7. too-large/inflatable sex toys26Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2OL6GnMd2c
8. thumbtacks26Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGsqgVhZBNb
9. body writing26Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkWcAajipaP
10. clamps/clothespins (move them around occasionally)26Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKHTUtvRx0M
11. edging26Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3JyhZ5f7wb
12. breath play
Attitude:26Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKhnHAV0XAg
1. sweet and affectionate26Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsofrNDoyEc
2. humiliating26Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLP0WZWZe4n
3. strict and dominating26Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIFyHYPP2w3
4. blackmailing26Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡR1U6TcaAAc
5. bullying26Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWtt7vqOF7J
6. praising26Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgm3HPiRn3X
7. seductive26Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRs0QO9K9Fq
8. talking about, not talking to26Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnL9bxPfKOP
9. like talking to a pet26Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡB2ujOX3LMv
10. call her babygirl, treat her like a little girl26Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzr7rktIceX
11. scare her26Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLoDY66r0Jd
12. talk about her being a slave26Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSfYYcp5tZL
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