Chapter Six

The discussion had not gone well. I had tried to stay calm and explain that this must stop now. Julie pointed out that it was too late to stop. What had happened, had happened. I couldn't change that, so why not accept it and enjoy it?

The girls had removed the gag and untied me, but the doors were locked and there was no way out. Karen and Julie had put on jeans and buttoned up the school shirts and we had sat drinking coffee and eating the picnic they had brought with them. (Was there any detail they hadn't thought of?) Sally still wore the little school skirt.

The conversation went round in circles and Julie, Karen and Sally kept giggling and smiling everytime I came up with a reason I thought would convince them. The trouble was, I kept laughing too, which rather spoiled my killer arguements.

As a result, here I was lying on a gym mat, cushions under my head and shoulders, propping me up to watch, my wrists tied behind my back and my ankles held wide apart by ropes to a padded gym box a few feet away. I hadn't noticed the box in the corner of the room before, because the chair I had been sitting on had its back to it. Julie went to fetch something from it.

"Oh no. You can't use that!"

"And you're going to stop us, I suppose?"

The new gag was in my mouth in seconds. I had bought it months ago, but never found an occasion to use it. Julie had obviously helped herself to the contents of the box under the bed!

Made of hard red rubber, the part in my mouth was like half a large rubber ball. My tongue was trapped down and my mouth held wide. It was strapped in place round my head and Julie had buckled it very tight. There was no chance of pushing it out! Attached to the front of the ball, holding my lips open was a red rubber dildo, about six inches long. It was hollow, with lots of large holes punched in the rubber, and with the end, a very life-like prick, but with the opening in the tip about half an inch across.

"I'm going first. Handcuff me, Karen."

Karen cuffed Julies hands behind her back. She sat down on the mat next to me to watch, after putting a couple of big cushions either side of my chest. Sally knelt the other side, whilst Julie stood astride my waist. Carefully she dropped forwards, her knees wide apart onto the cushions, the stiffness of her blue jeans against my skin. Karen reached up and undid the shirt and brushed it back off Julies shoulders. Her little soft breasts and lovely pink nipples thrust towards me again, stretched by her hands held behind her back. Julies eyes went wider as she she felt something behind her pushing against her bottom.

"This is only to give you an idea of what's coming later!"

She leaned forwards and opened her mouth wide, just inches in front of my face. I watched incredulously as she took the tip of the open dildo between her lips and began to move closer. Her lips and tongue were working and she was using the rubber in her mouth to make her mouth water more.Gradually she worked along the rubber and I could taste her breath and wetness through the hollow tube as she got closer. Her eyes were wide open, inches from mine, and I began to realise what she had meant. It was six inches long and it was sliding into her wet throat. Pushing gently towards me, almost losing balance as she didn't have the use of her hands to support her, she slid the rubber deeper into her throat until our lips were touching.

"I bet Julies never kissed you like this before, Daddy!"

She went on pushing. I could feel her nipples just brushing my chest as she crushed my lips with hers and breathed into my mouth. Slowly she leaned back. The dripping red rubber reappearing from her mouth as I pictured how deep into her throat it must have been.

Then it was Sally's turn. But Sally was a gymnast! Very carefully she came and sat on my chest, just for a moment. I watched as she placed her feet either side of my head, put her hands backwards onto the floor next to my waist and lifted herself clear. Karen undid the skirt and took it off. Sally was bent backwards crab like as she moved her body carefully up mine. That beautiful pink opening came close to the open tube gag before I remembered. Less than an hour ago, I had pumped my own sperm into that beautiful pussy and then watched it drip out into the black dish. But I could smell that delightful sweetness mingled with that familiar aroma of my own cum as she slid her soft lips onto the open shaft. In seconds, my face was crushed. The drips from inside Sally's body oozing through the tube and into my wide open mouth. I was helpless as I felt the liquid slipping over my tongue and into my throat. I was huge! Too soon she slid off, stood up, and turned back grinning at me. But it wasn't over yet!

Karen knelt astride me, and even I wasn't prepared for what happened next.

"I was in hospital last year, for an operation. For a few weeks afterwards I had to do special thing for feeding and breathing. I never thought it would come in useful, but, hey, it just goes to show!" Karen had really large and open nostrils, and a beautiful large wet mouth which somehow combined to make her look as if she was always intent on seducing you. I had noticed it before.

Sally had now released Julie who had fetched a hollow transparent plastic tube from the bag and my mind raced as I watched Karen gently feed it into her right nostril. Then she leaned forwards and opened her mouth. The light from the window fell just right for me to see the end of the tube in the back of her throat as she stretched her lips to take the red rubber. How did they all know what wide open eyes did to me? In moments her lips were touching mine and Julie was using some soft cord round our necks to hold us in that position. She knotted the cord firmly and put the handcuffs on Karen now, so that her hands were behind her back and powerless to affect the next part of the plan. (What had they been doing to have learned so much about what a turn on helplessness could be?)

Julie had also fetched a small pastic funnel. She pushed the tube over the end and my mind went into overdrive.

"We're not really sure if you're into this. But we are, so we'll just have to hope!"

She slid her jeans and panties off and Sally held the funnel whilst Julie stood astride it. I could swear I saw a twinkle in the wide eyes just inches from mine. The girls moved slighly so that I could just see as the first drops of pee fell into the funnel and began to move along the tube.

"Karen had to find a way to make this work. When we first tried it, we could only get the piss to go straight down her throat, but now she has learned how to close off her throat, so that its her mouth that fills up. Then she will start to blow gently."

The first drops tricking through into my mouth didn't prepare me. In moments, I knew that the tortures they had thought out for me were going to be real. The piss began to flow into Karens mouth, and every few seconds I watched her cheeks bulge, just before the warm pungent liquid was forced through the rubber tube into my throat. I began to try to do something to stop them, but we were firmly tied together, no safe words, no way of saying "Help!" Karen had become a human pump. I began to feel my own bladder begin to fill with the coffee from earlier and the piss from a thirteen year old. Then they changed places.

"Filling up?" Joyful glee was in her voice. No malice at all!

Am I going to survive this. They are too innocent to understand about limits. Is that exciting?

I had drunk pints by the time the cords were untied and that soft warm throat had slid away, the tube removed. But there was more to come.

The three of them knelt by the side of me. Sally took out one of the cushions from behind my head and it fell back. I was looking up at the ceiling with the open gag in my mouth.

"There is always a price to pay for enjoying yourself."

Karen took the little black dish and held it above my face.

"We've got two of these. But you cant see the other one right now. Sally is about to use it."

Smiling widely at me she began to lift the black dish above my face as I felt cool slender fingers encircle my prick. Very lightly, barely touching, they began to slide up and down the shaft. I was being wanked.

"If you don't cum, I wont pour this into your throat. If you do, guess what we're going to do with your second load."

The fingers got faster. The bowl began to tip. I can't stop this. I'm being wanked by a twelve year old girl. I can feel my prick growing. That familiar feeling near the base as the tingle starts.

The bowl is tipping.

"Aaagh." I had been determined to keep quiet. Shit.

"Aaaagh" my hips were lifing involuntarily. The fingers were getting faster.

"Which came first? The chicken or the egg?"

Karen had lied. Without warning the bowl tipped and I watched my own sperm being dripped into the open end of the dildo gag as I conveniently provided these nubile torturers with another load for their next scenario.

Two out of six?

Chapter Seven

I don't remember the last time in my life I came more than twice in one day. Probably when I first discovered wanking as a teenager. Would it still be a pleasure? They had untied me and let me go to the toilet, thank goodness. Should I make a run for it. Do I want to make a run for it. How curious am I about what else they have planned. God this is exciting.

It took me the length of a long piss to realise that I didn't have the will power to walk away. When else was I going to be offered this much pleasure? They were right. It had happened now. It must not happen again....after today. But they mustn't think I am agreeing to it. How could I ever take the moral high ground again with Julie, if she knew I had agreed to three nubile teenagers playing sex and bondage games with her Dad?

"We've got supplies in for the whole weekend and there are some blow up mattresses in one of the other rooms for us to sleep on." Julie was making it clear that this was nowhere near over yet.

"So we don't have to worry about when we sleep, if you get tired. We thought we'd just give you one more surprise and then have a few hours to recover."

"Now listen. This has got to stop now!"

Had I resisted enough before the soft tape was once more wound round my face and the cords tied to my wrists. Still completely naked, but with no sign of my earlier record beating erection, I was led over to the wall bars and tied by my wrists and ankles with my back to them.

"Are we ok as little schoolgirls for you, Daddy? Would you like us to be younger? You wait till tomorrow." I can't.

They huddled together in front of me and whispered for a moment or two.

Sally said,"You don't seem to be enjoying this as much as you were, we need to change that! Watch us tie up Karen properly!" She went to put some music on and lit more joss sticks whilst Karen fixed her eyes on mine again. I felt a twinge.

Slowly she peeled off the jeans and panties that she was still wearing, but then deliberately arranged the school shirt and tie so that the schoolgirl effect would not be lost. The little white shirt gaped where most of the buttons were left undone and the tie was knotted about three inches down. The effect of her eyes, large mouth and nostrils and schoolgirl cut dark hair was stunning. I caught myself thinking, "Is she twelve or thirteen?" God those soft little breasts under that thin shirt....

Sally and Julie turned her away from me and I watched as they took soft white cord and circled her wrists. Working up her arms they pulled tight, making her elbows touch. When she turned round again, those new developing breasts were causing the shirt to stretch wonderfully.

Next, her ankles and legs were tied together in just the same way, the cord wrapping round and round until being firmly tied above her knees. They knelt her in front of me as they tied her wrists to her ankles behind her. Her eyes were on mine again. Twinges but no growth. Was my stamina going to desert me. It was so erotic watching this very young schoolgirl being tied up, yet no erection. Help.

Sally slid the rope along the overhead track whilst Jule fetched a heavy looking object with a power cable attached.

"We thought life would be easier with a winch. We can do what we like then."

She climbed onto the padded box and Sally handed her the winch. Julie put its hook into the strap high on the rope and took the cable and jumped down to plug it in to a socket on the wall. Picking up the remote control from the floor, she pressed the button and a wirring noise started a thin steel cable with a small eye dropping down. She took a wide leather belt with a number of "D" rings stitched into it and buckled it round Karen's waist. A cabena was the final touch to link the back of the belt to the hoist cable, and all was ready. They must have practiced this very well.

The first touch of the button and Karen was lifted, hogtied into the air. Perfectly balanced, her knees dropped a little as they left the floor, but her eyes never left mine as she was suspended a few feet up, still in her kneeling pose.

"Would you like your helpless schoolgirl to suck you, Sir"

Standing either side of Karen's taught little body, Julie and Sally slowly tilted her on the end of the cable until her head dropped forward. Sally held her whilst Julie fetched another strap and buckled it around Karen's forehead. In moments another cord was attached to the ring at the back and her head was pulled back and attached by the cord to the ring on the belt. Oh no. Those eyes again.

Pressing the lower button on the control and carefully tilting Karen as she dropped, that pretty face was quickly level with my prick. Again. Stirrings. Julie took it in her little, cool fingers and lifted it until it was at right angles to my body as I watched as it slowly disappear into that lovely wet mouth for the second time that day. I had grown a bit, but nothing like as hard as before. But they knew what they were doing. Slowly and carefully Sally and Julie twisted Karen's body, turning her upside down, my prick still in her mouth, being played with by that little pink tongue and luscious lips. In a matter of moments, they had swung her gently away to make good use of Karen's unique ability, although I hadn't yet realised it.

"We need you to go soft again, please." Just listen to the music for a moment or two and think of nothing much."

Although it had grown much harder with that little mouth working away at it, it was not more than half a minute before it had subsided again. After all, I had cum twice already this afternoon.

Then I realised it wasn't going to stay that way for long.

"We don't think this will have happened to you before either, Daddy."

Incredibly, Julie, whose fingers are really tiny, had taken Karen's right nostril and stretched it open as Sally took the tip of my prick and squeezed it in. Now even when I'm small, we're talking about the neck of a wine bottle size here! And yet, the tip was clearly inside her nose!

"Now it doesn't matter if you get harder. It will be easier to push it in!"

God, they're not going to stop at that!

""Go on, push it in. You know how big it stretched when we were practicing!"

I forgot Karen had nothing in her mouth anymore. The effect of her talking with my prick in her nose, for goodness sake, was indescribable.

Julie took my shaft in her little hand, and Sally held the suspended Karen and they pushed. I felt my prick pushing up that hugely flared nostril with sheer disbelief.

"Karen had most of the bones in the bridge of her nose removed last year, so it can go all the way in"

Not if its the size I'm becoming now, it won't!

But it did.

I looked at Karen's upside down face, watching her breathing through her wide open mouth and felt my own balls against her eyes as seven inches of my cock was being made to fuck her head! Thank God I can't see her eyes now!

"We read in one of your books, that tying up your balls makes it grow bigger, Daddy."

The fingers worked between my body and Karen's face and the slipknot pulled really tight and we all learned that they were right. Karen's nostril was grotesquely stretched, the other one almost flattened closed by my throbbing cock.

"And it said that you can be made to cum just by squeezing them!"

"Make sure you watch my mouth!"

Please, STOP TALKING Karen!

Julie set to work. I felt her work on my balls like they were little lumps of blu-tak. Every now and then, the little fingers would pinch the tiny bit of my shaft that wasn't embedded. How will I ever be able to look this girl in the face again without getting an erection?

It was nearly working, but not quite.

"Ready." Sally knew something I didn't.

Hanging as she was from the ceiling, it was not difficult for Sally to hold Karen's head and beging to move it. THEY WERE GOING TO MAKE ME FUCK HER NOSE!

"Don't close your eyes like that. Watch Karen's mouth!"

I watched.

Mucous must be an incredible lubricant and it must have taken Karen months to control her reflexes, operation or no operation.

They only allowed two inches, but it was more than enough. As I watched my prick slide in and out, felt those fingers on my balls, and looked at that wide open mouth breathing rythmically, I knew we were going to make three!

Perhaps it was the large amount of liquid earlier, or perhaps it was the sheer excitement of a totally new experience. Whatever it was, this seemed to be the most cum yet. As I felt the inevitable starting to happen, I suddenly remembered the sight of that little tube earlier, at the back of Karen's throat. That's where my prick must be now. Now. NOW! "Aaaagh." Why do I have to give it away by not keeping quiet?

As the groan started in my throat, so the muscles started in Karen's. Julie squeezed hard. Sally held Karen's head harder and pushed. I usually close my eyes when I cum, but this time, I just had to watch.

I watched that little wide open mouth suddenly stop breathing and fill with cum, white, yellowy spurts of cum. I was coming in her mouth FROM THE INSIDE! Each spurt that I watched seemed to produce another. PLEASE STOP SQUEEZING. She'll drown in it in a moment if they don't do something!

But I shouldn't have worried. Three bright intelligent young girls are quite capable of thinking things through to the end.

Julie did stop squeezing and picked up the unnoticed black dish. Already with my last load contrasting with the bottom of the bowl, she undid the strap round Karen's forehead and then held the dish under her mouth to allow the spunk to ooze over her lips, form a few bubbles and allow breathing to start again. Sally carefully and gently swung Karen's face away and my prick reluctantly left its home for the past ten minutes. The girls swung Karen the right way up again and she was lowered gently back to the kneeling position in front of me. God that smile!

"Was that good?"

Her eyes on mine, she waited for Julie to lift the bowl, tipped her head back and let Julie pour the contents straight back into her mouth.Looking back at me, she was holding her lips tightly closed and her cheeks were bulging with their contents. Julie held the bowl in front of her again and I knew that the target of six orgasms in twenty four hours might well be achieved by these girls as those wonderful nostrils flared and she pulsed the cum out of them like some petite two prick orgasm.

Can you actually die from too much sex?