He woke up, confused at his unfamiliar surroundings. He panicked as he realised he was tied down, until he remembered his punishment. He tried to relax. Surely they’d come to let him out soon?
He laid there. And laid there. And laid there.
He heard their voices muffled, as they talked downstairs. Shifted uncomfortably.
Eventually he heard footsteps pad up the stairs.
Sarah entered the room, Olivia not far behind. They looked at each other.
“As part of your punishment, you’re going to stay tied down for a few weeks. We’re going to fuck you every single day, and you aren’t allowed to cum until the final day. Ok?” Olivia said.
“How many weeks?”
“Five. A week for every transgression; every toy you used, my panties, using Sarah’s bed. We hope by then you’ll have learnt your lesson.”
He stared at them, open-mouthed.
“We’ll start now,” Sarah said briskly, and stripped without ceremony.
Olivia joined her, and without discussing it, Sarah straddled his face as Olivia played with his cock. She ground herself against his face, pushing her wet pussy insistently against him. He licked her slowly, broadly, hoping to make her moan. Hoping to keep her satisfied so he didn’t get punished again.
He internally shuddered. Sucked on her clit hungrily.
He hardened under Olivia’s hand and tongue, which licked him delicately. When she was satisfied, she straddled him, worked him into herself slowly. She rocked her hips and moaned as she played with her clit.
The women fucked him, slowly, relentlessly.
He listened to their moans as he licked her clit, thrust up into her pussy.
He felt Olivia start to clench rhythmically around his cock. And he could feel that Sarah was close.
Sarah came first, covering his lips and tongue. She waited for him to clean her up before she climbed off of him. Not far behind, Olivia finished, moaning on him.
She left him sticky with her juices, and followed Sarah out of the room, ignoring him.
He didn’t see them again until he woke up the next day.
They wandered in, fed him, let him use the bathroom to clean up. Then they tied him down and used him again, Sarah taking his cock as Olivia partly freed his hand so that she could use it.
Sarah rode him roughly, clenching her pussy around him. She watched his face intently as she did. Olivia forced him to watch her, as her head tipped back and she moaned, her face tight with pleasure. Her boobs bounced, hips rocking as she kept taking him, without mercy.
Olivia forced him to fingerfuck her, his palm grinding against her clit. She groaned.
“Look at me,” Sarah demanded.
He tried to disobey, but Olivia forced him to do as he was told, holding his head in place.
She held herself still on him and played with herself until she came, shuddering, onto him.
Olivia took longer, and she stroked his cock as she got closer and closer. He fucked her a little harder, deeper, desperate to make her cum before he did.
She clenched around him, holding his fingers tight. He could barely move them as she came, soaking his fingers as she did.
As they had last time, as soon as they’d finished, they ignored him again and left the room.
He was only half conscious when Sarah started to play with him the next morning. She licked him, sucked him, stroked him. Getting him ready for Olivia, as she waited impatiently for his cock.
When he was ready, Olivia began to fuck him, and Sarah made out with him a little while before wiggling her foot at him mischeviously. He shook his head, horrified, and she laughed.
“Don’t worry. I’m just teasing, but you’d best fuck me good. Or…” She wiggled her foot again.
She untied the other hand that Olivia hadn’t used, and began to use it.
The days began to blur, lengthened into weeks. He struggled more and more as they used him and used him and he wasn’t allowed to finish.
He was tied down, almost constantly, and was only ever let up for necessities such as eating. And even then it was grudging.
He began to dread the sight of their shadows in the doorway, their talk just before they entered the room. They treated him like a toy, only stopping long enough to take their pleasure before they left again. They used his mouth and cock and hands, covered him with their cum.
Sometimes one or the other would suck him, just to watch him squirm.
With nothing else to do, he slept a lot. Boredom permeated his hours, except for the brief times when he was freed, or fucked.
His need built up and up as he struggled through the last days, and their teasing increased along with it.
The last day. He was so grateful when he woke up to the sight of them. Olivia was already knelt on the end of the bed, straddling his legs. Sarah watched hungrily.
He moaned softly as her lips engulfed his cock, fighting back the need to cum. She worked him slowly into the depths of her warm, wet mouth.
She’d barely started to move when he exploded inside her, whimpering as he flooded her over and over. She swallowed him down. When he was done, she pulled back before licking him clean, then her lips.
They untied him, helped him to stand.
Olivia squeezed his hand. “Good boy.”
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