Paradise Manor (M/FFMM)

[DaiquiriClub]

"You haven't really told me where we're going."

"Don't worry, you're gonna enjoy it."

"I mean, you did say it was a party, but you didn't go into detail."

"Just shush. It'll be fun."

Heath couldn't really do anything except sit in the passenger seat of Jen's car, wallowing in the lack of answers he was getting. After the last time he'd hung out with Jen, he figured there was some sort of secret thing going on, but he knew his friend better than anyone. If she didn't want to spill the beans, then he'd just have to wait and see what happened.

"Oh, here we are," Jen squealed in delight as she pulled down a dark road.

"Looks a bit creepy, don't you think?" he asked, a bit apprehensive.

"I don't really think Kurt's thought about that," she laughed.

Before long, they were pulling up in front of a rather large house. Heath would even call it a mansion. It had an old-timey look to it, three stories tall with lots of gothic decorations. If you were to take a look back into the early 20th century, then this mansion would have fit right in. About ten or so cars were already parked out front in the spacious driveway, but there was still plenty of room for more guests.

When they approached the front door, they didn't even have to knock. It swung open and Kurt was standing in the entryway with a welcoming smirk on his face. Both Heath and Jen could instantly feel his commanding presence.

"Jen, welcome!" their host exclaimed, "Is this the friend you were telling me about?"

"Kurt, this is Heath. He's a REALLY good friend," she said emphatically.

Shaking his new guest's hand, Kurt replied, "Oh, in that case, she's definitely told me about you. I think you'll like it here..."

As Kurt turned his attention to other guests who just arrived, Jen led Heath inside so he could see the party space. Several other friends of Kurt's were helping still set up, meticulously pulling alcohol from one cabinet and arranging a table. Jen approached two of the others who were standing a bit away from the alcohol table, writing on some pieces of paper.

"Didn't know you guys were helping with the party prep, Tessa," said Jen.

The girl hastily hid the paper behind her back, hiding her surprise behind a smile.

"Yes, of course! It's the first time Kurt told us about this place, so we just HAD to come along," Tessa replied as she noticed Heath, "Is this your boyfriend?"

"We are... well, we're something," he said, introducing himself, "Are Kurt's parties usually this big?"

"I guess you could say he's outgrown the college scene," said Liam, Tessa's boyfriend, "He got this place last month and we've all been looking forward to this as a sort of house-warming party."

"Sort of?" asked Heath.

Liam exchanged a look with Tessa and said, "You'll see, I'm sure."

Heath nodded, unsure of what to expect from that sort of answer. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see Jen already chatting with her other friend Tori and two other guests that he hadn't seen before. With a quick "nice to meet you", he excused himself from Liam and Tessa and followed after Jen, still a bit wary of the new place and all the new people. He wasn't used to something this big.

"Oh, Heath, Tori was just telling me about a game she was playing with Blaire and Nick. I really think we should try it out!" said Jen, pulling him into the conversation.

"What kind of game?" he asked, noticing Tori looking him up and down with a devilish grin on her face.

"Ever played Drunk Mafia before?" she asked, launching into a calculated description of how to play.

As more and more people arrived, Heath did start to feel more comfortable. Jen was never too far away, giving him an anchor for his more introverted side. Before long, the beats of music started bumping all throughout the house and the lights flashed multiple colors. Drinks were flowing and the party guests were bumping and grinding against each other on the makeshift dancefloor in the huge living room.

All it took to ease Heath into the party atmosphere was Jen grabbing his hands and placing them on her hips while she pushed her body back against his, moving ever so sensually with the beat of the music. It certainly served to arouse him as he felt himself harden inside his pants. The smile on Jen's face showed him that she could feel it as well.

"If you want to fuck me, all you need to do is say so," she said, leaning back against him.

Astonished, Heath said, "But... there's so many people here."

Jen sighed as she ground her body against his, "I forgot, this is your first party. Give it some time. You'll find out."

"Find out what?" he asked, holding tight to her waist.

"Go get me a drink and you'll find out. Take your time," she said with a wink.

Now entirely confused, Heath had no choice but to just follow her instructions. As he weaved his way through the crowd of partygoers, he could feel Jen's gaze on him as he made his way to the drink table. Thankfully, his cock had calmed down ever so slightly, no longer creating a tent in his pants.

As he approached the drink table, he was greeted by the familiar voice of Tori asking, "What'll you have?"

"What would you recommend? I'm not really sure what I want yet, but Jen did want something too."

"And she didn't tell you a drink?" asked an incredulous Tori.

Heath shook his head, prompting a devilish smile from the girl.

"If that's the case, I'm gonna need you to follow me. Kurt keeps the special stuff down in the basement... the kind of stuff Jen likes. I'm sure you will too."

Without even waiting for a response, Tori led Heath away from the drink table and away from the crowd of partiers. They both weaved through the hallways of the large house, almost seeming like a maze. During their brief walk, Tori remained silent, every so often looking behind her to check and make sure Heath was still following her. When they reached the door to the basement, Tori pulled a key out of her pocket, unlocking it and flicking the lights on.

"Must be some really expensive alcohol if you've gotta keep the door locked," Heath chuckled.

"Yeah... or something..." Tori laughed along with him, leading him down the stairs.

Once Tori let him pass her, she closed the door behind them, letting the sounds of the party dim, just like the lights in the basement. Dim as they were, Heath could still see some different colors shining on the ground at the bottom of the stairs.

"Kurt went all out with this place, didn't he?" he said, wondering why it looked like there was party lighting downstairs, hidden behind a locked door.

Right after the words left his mouth, he heard something that made him stop in his tracks and turn to Tori, instantly noticing her teasing expression of biting her lip.

A faint, muffled moaning barely reached their ears, but it was like she knew everything about it.

"Am I-"

"-supposed to be down here? Yes," said Tori, answering his question before he could even finish it, "Jen doesn't really keep secrets very well. She helped set this up to bring you into our kink circle."

She motioned for him to continue down the steps. Once he stepped around the corner, he could see exactly what... and who... was hidden down there.

"I believe you've met them earlier... a bit brief, but hey, better than nothing," Tori laughed.

In shock, Heath could see several other guests restrained in various different positions, stuck and barely able to struggle. From the discarded clothes that lay on the ground, they all seemed slightly familiar.

As quietly as she could, Tori leaned close to him and whispered in his ear, "You already met Liam and Tessa earlier. Very friendly couple if I do say so. The other two are Blaire and Nick, my favorite playthings."

Liam knelt, bent over on the floor, his arms bound behind his back and synched to his back with a shoulder harness of rope. His legs were frogtied separately, knees spread wide as a rope attached to his wrists and snaked its way to a beam in the ceiling, keeping him in a kneeling position. Tessa lay strapped to a table mere feet from Liam, her legs frogtied much like his, but she laid on her back, her arms tied to the top of the table and her spread knees bound to the sides. Heath could not even try to keep from staring at how her breasts shook while she struggled. Both Liam and Tessa mumbled through their red rubber ballgags, presumably begging for something. On the other side of the room sat a large bed where Nick was tied spreadeagle, his cock already sticking straight up in the air. Layers of tape were plastered over his lips, silencing him as much as possible. Blaire, never too far from her boyfriend, lay hogtied on the cushion of a cedar chest at the foot of the bed, her elbows stuck together by the knots as she moved her hips to press her pussy against the soft fabric. A blue bandana cleavegagged her, keeping a wad of stuffing from being pushed out of her mouth. All four of them were blindfolded, unable to see Tori and Heath, but knowing that their dominant friend had brought someone down to meet them.

"Mmmphulll hhmmm ugh pphhgl..." they tried speaking through their gags, only able to say garbled nonsense.

Suddenly, Heath could feel his pants getting tight again.

"I'll give you a couple minutes to have some fun alone," teased Tori, nudging Heath forward. He certainly didn't need any convincing.

Heath let his eyes survey the naked bodies that lay displayed in front of him, writhing in horny pleasure. The girls' erect nipples and gyrating hips seemed to call to him, guiding him toward Blaire. Try as they all might to catch his attention with their struggling, she seemed to catch his eye the most.

She'd be a good one to start with.

As he knelt down next to the chest where she lay hogtied, he gently laid his hands on her legs, feeling her soft skin bound tightly in the ropes. He could see the knot tied far out of her reach, meaning she could not get out even if she wanted to. Her body shivered as he slid his hand up her thigh, pressing his index finger against her pussy.

"Mmmhmmmmm mhmmm," she moaned through her stuffed mouth.

He could already feel her dripping.

Reaching down, he unzipped his jeans to relieve the pressure that he was holding in. He was already quite hard, and he knew the first place he wanted his cock to go. Slipping his finger underneath the bandana, he slipped it out of her mouth, but held his hand over her mouth, still keeping her mouth stuffed.

"Keep your mouth open, understood?" he said, almost surprising himself with how dominant he sounded.

Blaire nodded eagerly, letting her tongue almost roll out of her mouth as Heath removed the gag stuffing. Looking to the bed where Blaire's boyfriend still lay tied up, gagged, and blindfolded, Heath shrugged and slipped the tip of his cock into the girl's mouth. She eagerly licked it and swirled her tongue around it like a lollipop, but he was not going to be satisfied with just that. Slowly, he pushed further into her mouth, her lips engulfing his shaft until she was barely able to even mumble. Every little noise she made felt like a vibration on his cock.

"Mmmmphggl mfmm," were the only noises she could muster as she sucked his dick, still squirming in her hogtie. He could feel pleasure pulsating through his body as he slowly slid his cock in and out of her mouth. From her hips grinding against the cushion, he could tell that she was enjoying herself even more.

Unfortunately for her, he had other plans.

Right when he felt like his cock was as hard as it could get without bursting, he slipped it out of her mouth, making sure to tap it against her tongue several strings of drool ran from the tip of his cock to her mouth. She kept her mouth open, panting heavily as she expected to feel it thrust inside her again, but instead, Heath picked up a pair of discarded panties, rolled them up in a ball, and shoved them inside her mouth. She started to beg, but he just slipped the bandana back into place, cleavegagging her yet again and leaving her to struggle in absolute desperation as he turned his attention to the couple tied on the opposite side of the room.

Tessa still lay on the table, her pussy fully exposed with how she was tied. She had obviously heard the sounds of the blowjob, and she was already wiggling around, trying to spread her legs even more than they already were. Quite the unlikely feat, but it wasn't going to stop her from trying. With Liam bound and helpless on the floor next to her, there was only one way she was getting fucked.

And she wanted it badly!

"Phugh mugh! Phugh mugh pgeeesh!" she moaned through her ballgag.

With that sort of desperation laying in front of him, Heath did not waste much time at all. Hard cock in hand, he guided it straight into her pussy, already wet from her imagination and desire. She felt warm and tight around his shaft. Every thrust had her pulling on her bonds even more than before.

"Holy fuck," he groaned, losing himself in the adrenaline of the situation. Listening to the gagged noises that surrounded him made his manhood throb even more than if he was just fucking a gorgeous girl.

Tessa writhed on the table, arching her back against the wood that she laid on. Heath slid his hands up from her waist, squeezing her breasts and fondling her nipples while his cock pounded her pussy faster and faster. The words that were trying to escape her mouth through the ballgag were barely anything more than "MMMPH" and "UGH MUGH GGDD".

Heath's eyes darted around the room once again, taking in everything that was around him, all the ropes restraining the four playthings, the helplessly muffled moaning and inescapable struggles turning him on even more. Seizing Tessa's hips, he thrust deep inside her, feeling the head of his cock penetrate the deepest areas of her pussy. Right then, he felt her pussy tighten as an orgasm rocked her body and she screamed through the gag. The sudden tightness forced a new throbbing sensation to course through Heath's body, emanating from his dick. This time, it was his turn to arch his back as waves of pleasure hit him like shocks of electricity, shooting a huge load deep inside the bound girl.

He could feel himself leaking out of her pussy as he ever so gently eased his cock out from between her walls. His shaft was still twitching as he watched his fluids drip out of her as she lay on the table, catching her breath.

*clap* *clap* *clap*

The sound of slow clapping seemed to echo from the bottom of the stairs as Heath stood there, sliding his hands over Tessa's spread legs. Tori was standing at the entrance to the room, watching his movements and biting her lip.

"Do you fuck all girls like that?" she asked, a teasing desire filling her tone.

Heath was barely even able to think, let alone respond.

Before he could respond, she said, "Don't get your hopes up yet. I came down for the cock tied to the bed."

Out of the corner of his eye, Heath could see Nick struggling on the bed, wanting to feel some sort of pleasure. He definitely heard Tori's words.

As she passed Heath, she let her finger slide from one of his shoulders to the other.

"If you keep being a good boy, perhaps I'll let you have a taste of me at one of these parties," she whispered, "You can go and let Jen know you finished your drink. Tell her that her Daiquiri Club is ready, but I always have the Last Word."

Heath had no idea what those words meant, but they were stuck in his mind immediately as he watched Tori strip down and climb onto the bed where Nick lay. She shooed Heath away with a mere flick of her wrist. It was time for her fun.

He could hear the moaning begin as he climbed the stairs, finally zipping up his jeans. What had just happened? What had Jen pulled him into? Even as he rejoined the party, closed the basement door and made sure it was locked behind him, he had no idea.

He just knew it was one hell of a time!

[Mister The Edge]

Wow! Grear story!