Party at Twisted Ranch: BDSM Menage Erotica (Twisted Ranch Series Book 6)

  Party at Twisted Ranch

  By Lily Brock

  Text copyright © 2016 Lily Brock

  All Rights Reserved

  This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

  For my Master…

  Wherever you go, I will follow.

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  Excerpt from Party at Twisted Ranch

  The men help me slide one leg through each loop. The wide padded loops support my thighs creating a swing and I slip my hands into the smaller loops, grasping the straps to keep my balance. The men move the platform away.

  My legs are spread open with both my front and back holes easily accessible, and I am suspended at the perfect height for the men to penetrate the opening of their choice. Lucas gives me a little push and I swing through the air, the breeze cool on my dampening pussy.

  …

  “Get her ready,” Lucas says to Daniel.

  Daniel runs his finger across my exposed anal rosebud. Someone hands him a bottle of lube and he rubs a generous dollop around my tightest hole. He works the lube into my ass with one finger, then two. I gasp as he pushes in a third, stretching me open. Lucas’s cock grows harder as he watches my body responding to Daniel’s probing fingers.

  Finally Daniel withdraws his fingers and presses his well-oiled cock against my delicate pucker. Lucas moves closer, pushing the tip of his prick against my sopping cunt. The men grasp my hips…

  Party Planning

  “I can’t believe it’s been a whole year since you arrived here at Twisted Ranch,” my best friend Beth says, smiling at me over the rim of her coffee cup.

  “I can’t believe it’s only been a year since I arrived,” I laugh.

  It’s hard to believe I am the same girl who walked into Daniel’s office so many months ago and learned the truth about Twisted Ranch. Lucas and I had been dating for a while when he proposed on my eighteenth birthday. I knew he lived at a place called Twisted Ranch, but I didn’t understand what that meant.

  It wasn’t until our engagement I learned Twisted Ranch is an exclusive BDSM community. Lucas is a Dominant and he wanted me to be not only his wife, but also his submissive. I endured Daniel’s entrance exam, lost my virginity to Lucas in front of the whole community, and experienced my first gangbang all in my first few weeks.

  I embrace my submission and I love my life here. I’ve learned to enjoy pain, obey without question, endure punishment, and sexually service both men and women. It’s been a magical year.

  “Has Lucas or Daniel given you any hints about what they are planning for your anniversary party, Ava?”

  “None. I have no idea what to expect. Have they told you anything?”

  “Nothing.”

  “Mmmm hmmm.”

  I’m not sure I believe her. I’ve been to lots of anniversary parties in the last year and I suspect Beth will play a role in mine. Beth is my closest friend here at Twisted Ranch, we’ve played together often…and even been punished together once. But, if she does know, I’m sure she was sworn to secrecy. I don’t push her any further.

  “Well, whatever they decide, the spotlight will be on you, so I’m sure they will play to your strengths.”

  “I’m not really sure what those are.“

  “Really?” she says with a laugh.

  “Really,” I reply stubbornly.

  “I think you do.”

  She is right, of course, but I enjoy being coy. Over the last year I’ve learned my pussy and ass can take a lot of stretching…and a lot of pain. After Lucas loaned me out for the first time a few months ago, he’s had a lot of requests to use me from men who enjoy what I have to offer.

  “Ok,” I concede, “but I still don’t know what they are planning.”

  “Me, either.”

  I’m sure I see a twinkle in her eye as she says this. But maybe I’m just imagining that.

  ~~~~~~~~~~

  The morning of the party, my husband Lucas spends some time during our morning training session reviewing the positions I learned from Daniel when I first came to Twisted Ranch. Lucas doesn’t use them very often around our house, but sometimes they are used at play parties—particularly by Daniel—so we review them now and again.

  “Standing position,” orders Lucas.

  I comply. Legs spread three feet apart, hands behind my head, back straight, hips and breasts thrust forward, eyes lowered.

  Lucas slaps each of my breasts lightly a few times before directing me into the second position.

  “Kneeling position.”

  I sink fluidly to the floor. Down on my knees, sitting back, back straight, knees wide apart, hands behind my head, breasts thrust forward, eyes down.

  He walks around me without comment before giving me the final command.

  “Present your holes.”

  I lean forward onto my hands and knees. Hands and knees, knees spread wider than hips, tilt pelvis to display both rear holes, head up, lips parted.

  I can see his cock growing in his boxers as he looks at me. I love knowing I still have that effect on him. I am hopeful our training session will morph into a bit of morning sex, but I am disappointed.

  “Release,” he commands before turning on his heels and heading into the bathroom for his shower.

  I try to get a few hints out of Lucas over breakfast, but he sees right through my queries.

  “I’m not telling you anything about tonight’s party, Ava. It’s a surprise.”

  Finally, I give up. He leaves right after breakfast and is gone most of the day. Every once in a while he pops back home for a few minutes, but then departs again on another mysterious errand.

  Left to my own devices, I spend the day reading. Or at least trying to read. I frequently find myself distracted, thinking about what Lucas and Daniel may be planning for my party.

  I text Beth a few times, but her answers are always short and do not invite the conversation to continue. When I try to call her later in the afternoon, it goes to voicemail. She must be helping Lucas and Daniel get everything ready for tonight’s party.

  I spend the afternoon preparing as I do for every party. A bath, an enema, waxing, a nap. It’s after dark when Lucas finally returns and tells me it is time to leave for my party.

  The Play Party

  As we step out into the cool night air, hand in hand, I discover the path is lit with flickering luminaries.

  “It’s so beautiful,” I coo, “like fairy lights.”

  Lucas smiles, “I knew you would like them.”

  We walk slowly across the compound toward the large cinderblock building which houses the Play Room and the Punishment Room. The luminaries remind me of the candlelight which lit the Play Room on the night of my initiation. The night Lucas made me his. The night this community accepted me as one of their own.

  We enter the building and head down the hall. So much has changed in my life over the last year. I hardly remember the girl I was before Lucas brought me here.

  I glance at the black door on the left, the Punishment Room. I won’t soon forget my last visit there, but tonight is about celebration. Lucas pauses before opening the red door on the right. He turns to face me and taking both of my ha
nds in his.

  “This year has been the best year of my life,” Lucas says. “I can’t imagine my life without you beside me. Your gift of submission colors every aspect of my life. I love you, Ava.”

  I am momentarily speechless. “I…I love you, too, Sir Lucas.”

  “Happy anniversary, Ava!” Lucas swings open the door and I see our community gathered around a wooden arch in the center of the room. They all cheer as we walk into the room.

  Daniel steps forward to greet us.

  “Congratulations on your first anniversary!” he says, shaking Lucas’s hand. “And also on your first year here with us at Twisted Ranch, Ava.”

  “Thank you, Master Daniel.”

  “Come see what we have planned for you,” he says, leading me by the hand.

  The small crowd parts as we approach and I see the wooden arch, which is frequently used in our bondage play, has been wrapped with garlands of flowers and white lights. The effect is stunning. From the eyelets in the top of the arch, two long straps hang down, each with a wide padded loop at the bottom and a smaller loop further up the strap.

  Daniel addresses our friends as Lucas takes me over to the straps. He moves a large wooden platform under the straps and Beth’s husband Joe comes forward to help Lucas get me into position. I climb onto the platform, raising me much closer to the loops. The men help me slide one leg through each loop. The wide padded loops support my thighs creating a swing and I slip my hands into the smaller loops, grasping the straps to keep my balance. The men move the platform away.

  My legs are spread open with both my front and back holes easily accessible, and I am suspended at the perfect height for the men to penetrate the opening of their choice. Lucas gives me a little push and I swing through the air, the breeze cool on my dampening pussy.

  Daniel turns to me. “Ava, since you made the decision to join us one year ago, you’ve brought pleasure to each and every one of us. Today we want to give some of that pleasure back to you.”

  As he finishes speaking, the men and women—all fifteen of them—approach me on the swing. Lucas steps forward first and kisses me deeply on the lips. Beth is right behind him, her mouth finding my mine. Then a hand on my breast, a tongue between my legs. All over my body hands, lips, tongues, and fingers are touching me, caressing me, stimulating me. I close my eyes and give myself over to the overwhelming sensations flowing through me.

  The swing sways gently as the group hones in on each one of my erogenous zones. My cunt is wet with desire and I can feel my need building stronger and stronger. There is a signal from Daniel and they all step back leaving me squirming and whimpering with arousal.

  I’m on the verge of begging for release when Lucas returns to stand in front of me, my pussy at the perfect height for his cock. Daniel moves behind me.

  “Get her ready,” Lucas says to Daniel.

  Daniel runs his finger across my exposed anal rosebud. Someone hands him a bottle of lube and he rubs a generous dollop around my tightest hole. He works the lube into my ass with one finger, then two. I gasp as he pushes in a third, stretching me open. Lucas’s cock grows harder as he watches my body responding to Daniel’s probing fingers.

  Finally Daniel withdraws his fingers and presses his well-oiled cock against my delicate pucker. Lucas moves closer, pushing the tip of his prick against my sopping cunt. The men grasp my hips.

  “On three,” Daniel says. “One…two…three!”

  Both men plow into me at the same time filling my holes. I scream in pleasure. The fullness is overwhelming. The men ride me in tandem, their cocks separated only by the thin wall between my pussy and my ass.

  Lucas bows his head to lick and suck my nipples, drawing purrs from my parted lips. He slips one of his hands off my hip and brings it between our joined bodies to add extra stimulation to my swollen clit.

  I’m panting in pleasure. The pressure is building deep inside. I beg for release.

  “Please, Sir Lucas, may I cum?”

  “Yes,” he responds, his voice like gravel.

  I give myself over to my climax, riding wave after wave as my body shudders and my muscles clench tightly against the two cocks impaling my body.

  “Ahhhhhhhhh! Ohhhhhhhhh!”

  My orgasm sends Lucas and Daniel over the edge. Lucas cums first, filling my pussy with his hot, sticky cream. Daniel follows seconds later shooting jets of thick jizz deep into my bowels. I collapse against Lucas’s chest, Daniel pressed against my back.

  After a few moments, the men slide their spent cocks from my holes. They make sure my wrists are still through the loops and I am holding on to the straps suspending me before they step away. Without giving me a chance to catch my breath, Joe and Henry step forward to take their places.

  Henry is well-known in our community for two things: his enormous cock, and his preference for women’s tightest holes. No one is surprised when he steps in place behind me.

  “You’d better put that monster in first, Henry,” Joe laughs, “I’ll try to squeeze into her pussy once you are all the way in.”

  Henry grunts his assent and I feel his massive member forcing its way past my tiny pink ring. I force myself to relax and push out to let his beastly rod plunder my back passage. I cry out in pain and pleasure as I feel my muscles give way to his driving shaft. Deeper and deeper he penetrates, Daniel’s cum easing the way. My ass is stretched to full capacity as he pushes in all the way, his balls slapping against my body.

  I don’t know how Joe will be able to get his thick cock into my pussy, but I know from my previous experiences with Henry it is definitely possible.

  Joe slowly works his dick into my cunt inch by inch with short, smooth thrusts. Henry is getting impatient. I groan loudly, feeling as if I am about to split in two. My clit is so engorged it is forced out from under its protective hood, its sensitive nerve ending tickled by Joe’s pubic hair as he gets closer and closer to penetrating me fully.

  Finally Joe is in all the way, both of us panting from the effort. Henry’s patience is at an end and he slides his cock almost all the way out before slamming it full force back into my body. My screeches fill the room. Joe takes the cue and begins to pump his own prick in and out of my juicy pussy.

  Unlike Lucas and Daniel, Joe and Henry do not take me in tandem. They each work my holes with their own rhythm. Sometimes one is out while the other is in, other times they both fill me simultaneously causing me to shriek in ecstasy at the incredible stretching fullness. I am aroused by my inconsequence. I am no longer a person to them, but merely a human sex toy.

  My ass is beginning to feel raw from Henry’s relentless hammering, but Joe is driving in at just the right angle to stimulate my inflamed pleasure button. I can feel a second orgasm beginning to build in spite of—or because of—the massive member harpooning my rear hole.

  Joe grabs my tits with both hands and squeezes them roughly. I moan loudly. He pinches and twists my nipples, now stiff and extended from the sudden attention.

  I am distracted by Henry’s sudden change in pace. He’s getting close to cumming. I can tell because he is pounding frantically into my ass now. Henry is becoming so urgent Joe pulls his hard shaft from my hungry pussy and steps back. Henry reaches his huge hands around the front of my spread thighs and grasps me tightly, tipping me forward, my body flopping loosely like a ragdoll as he bucks wildly against my ass. He cums with a growling shout that reverberates around the Play Room. His cock spasms inside me, pumping load and load after load of thick spunk into my battered ass.

  As his spent cock slides from my back door, I can feel my hole struggling to close itself. Joe wastes no time returning to my creamy pussy. He slides in with ease now that Henry is out. He slides his hands around me, cupping my buttocks and sliding me up and down his pole. After only a minute or two, my arousal has returned to its previous level and I’m coming close, once again, to a second orgasm.

  Joe returns his attention to my breasts and begins to suck on each nipple in tu
rn. Moans rise in my throat. He bites down a little on the tip and it pushes me over the edge. I bounce on his cock riding my climax. Soon Joe is cumming, too, blasting my pussy with his warm splooge.

  He lets his cock fall out of my cum-filled hole, making sure I find my balance before leaving me alone in the swing. I am expecting two more men to come forward, but instead there are three women. Beth, Connie, and Tina surround me. Connie is Henry’s submissive but, as I learned when I was loaned out to Henry, she is actually a switch. I don’t know Tina well, but we’ve played together in group performances at other parties.

  Beth gives me another kiss before kneeling in front of my dripping cunt.

  “I think you’ll enjoy this,” she whispers with a wink.

  Connie kneels behind me, and Tina stands at my side.

  Beth leans in first, her tongue starting on my inner thigh where some of Joe and Lucas’s commingled cum is dripping. She works her way between my puffy folds, lapping up every drop of their spunk.

  Behind me, Connie is spreading my ass cheeks even wider as she probes my still slightly gaping rosebud with her tongue. Tina begins fondling my breasts.

  I sway gently on the swing between the two tongues probing my well-fucked openings. Tina sucks lightly on my breast, pinching the other nipple and rolling the hardening bud between two fingers.

  Euphoria sweeps over me. Beth begins to finger my pussy, while her expert tongue seeks out my sleepy clit, quickly reviving it. Behind me Connie is gently stretching my ass open again with first one, then two, then three fingers.

  Tina kisses me, her tongue exploring mine. Her hands return to my breasts and she pinches my well-aroused nipples tightly. My moans are muffled by her mouth on mine. The pain in my nipples shoots straight to my clit, swelling it under Beth’s tongue.

  Connie seizes this opportunity to wedge a fourth finger into my back door. I groan at the blissful stretch and notice Beth has worked four fingers into my pussy as well. I realize what they are planning and my cunt gushes with desire.

  Tina licks and sucks at my breasts again while Beth and Connie continue to push four fingers into each of my opened holes. After another minute or two, she takes my nipples between her fingers again, holding them gently.