A Month Of Sundays - Part 2
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"Hmm. Eleven-thirty am. Nearly lunchtime. If I'm going to keep a hungry little cock sucker like you properly fed, I might have to get some more cocks in the house!" Edward laughed.

I remained on my knees, staring helplessly up at him. I could still taste cum in my mouth and at the back of my throat and I felt ashamed with myself for having sucked his cock. "I'm not a cock sucker" is what I wanted to say, but the words failed to materialize.

"Stand up and follow me," Edward said.

The butt plug still lodged deeply in my ass moved painfully inside me as I slowly rose to my feet. Walking was again difficult until I was able to muster all my deportment skills and walk tall behind Edward, despite the seemingly permanent and unrelenting ass fucking I was receiving with every step. He led me back through the lounge room at the front of the house and then into a small study just off the entrance hall.

"You sit here," Edward said, dragging a chrome and red vinyl bar stool next to his computer desk.

My eyes went wide as saucers at the sight of a gigantic, black plastic imitation phallus rising up from the padded seat. The thought of being forced to sit on it alarmed me but Edward was already wrapping his arms around my waist and lifting me off the floor.

"Spread your legs," he said as he held me aloft over the giant black shaft.

"Please, Master. It's too big," I mumbled, dreading my pussy being lowered onto it.

"Nonsense!" Edward laughed. "See?"

I grimmaced and groaned loudly as the thick shaft of the dildo penetrated my pussy. It was a small relief that my pussy was still very wet and slick from the earlier arousal, but the final two inches still hurt and make me feel totally packed with cocks -- one in my ass and now one in my pussy. If I stretched and pointed my toes, I could just touch the floor, but I knew there'd be no way to climb off the shaft again without help from Edward. Even so, Edward still took a moment to hitch a rope into my ankle cuffs and pull back my feet until they were completely off the floor. He then tied them in place -- a position which forced me to spread my knees widely.

"Now comes the fun part," Edward said. His face was beaming with a wide grin as he reached under the seat of the bar stood I was on and retrieved what looked like a length of wire with a small metal clip on the end.

I sensed something awful was about to happen, but I remained silent and watched as Edward pinched back the hood of my clit with his thumb and forefinger and carefully let the metal jaws of the clamp bite onto my tingling clit.

"Oh God! It hurts!" I yelped and began frantically trying to escape the stinging sensations assaulting my sensitive clit.

Edward simply smiled and ignored me. He reached under the seat again and pulled out two more wires with metal clamps on their ends. "Can't let those pretty nipples miss out on the fun!"

I shrieked and wailed, twisting and squirming on the huge plastic cock in my pussy. The searing pain eventually subsided to become a dull throb in my clit and nipples.

"Now, let's see who we can invite around for lunch," Edward winked at me before turning his attention to his computer.

The screen flashed to life with thumbnailed images of men. Some were dressed in leather or fetish, but most were bare chested and, I couldn't help but notice, very handsome.

"What about this one?" Edward said, clicking a thumbnail and bringing a larger image of a leatherclad man to the screen. "It says here ... nasty Dom ... enjoys bondage, discipline in all forms including whippings, humiliation and ... exotic forms of torture."

I shivered at the thought.

"He's a friend of mine," Edward said, grinning back over his shoulder at me. "You wouldn't like him. He plays a bit rough."

I watched silently as Edward skimmed through half a dozen similar profiles of his "friends" before he settled on one of a tanned, bare-chested man in his late 30s.

"That's more like it!" Edward laughed as he brought up a second image from the man's profile. "Oh boy! Look at the size of that cock!"

My eyes nearly popped out of my head at the image on the screen. His cock was indeed enormous. A solid, eleven inches of thick cock flesh, and it wasn't even fully erect.

"Let's invite him to start with," Edward said. He reached for a phone on the desk, squinted briefly back at the screen and then began pressing numbers.

At first I thought the tingling sensations in my clit and nipples were simply the effects of the clamps. But it quickly became apparent that I was being buzzed by small jolts of electrical charge. Each time Edward pressed a button on the phone, another little shockwave rippled through my clit and nipples.

"It's ringing," Edward said. He swiveled around in his chair to face me.

The movement in my pussy was slow at first and barely noticable. But within a matter of seconds the enormous dildo I was sitting on began gyrating and pulsing, bumping hard against the fullness of the butt plug in my ass as it energetically fucked me. The electrical impulses zapping my clit and nipples continued sending shivers through my entire body until I became dizzy and foggy-headed. Edward was now talking to somebody on the phone but I was too distracted by my own addled pleasures to comprehend a word he was saying. He then replaced the receiver in its cradle and, just as quickly as the intense pleasures had begun, the ceased leaving me panting breathlessly.

"Let's phone another," Edward smirked.

Before I had a chance to say a word, the tingling in my clit and nipples began again and the monster plastic cock in my pussy started fucking me hard.

My senses were assaulted with wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure and Edward continued dialing his friends and inviting them for lunch. I was an incoherent wreck by the time he finished. He unclipped the wires and lifted my limp, naked body from the dildo seat. He also waited until I could focus my eyes again before drawing my attention to the wetness of the plastic shaft and the puddle of my frothy juices all over the red vinyl of the seat.

"Look at the mess you made!" Edward chastized me playfully. "Bend over and clean it up immediately!"

The thought of licking my own juices from the dildo and seat filled me with revulsion, but I was too exhausted to protest.

"That's a tasty sight. I don't know whether to spank it or fuck it!" Edward laughed behind me.

My pussy felt numb and I barely felt Edward's cock penetrate me until he was fully inside me and his hips were bumping against the cheeks of my butt.

"You've barely been here two hours and already I've had my cock in your mouth and pussy. What do you think about that?"

I didn't need to be reminded. It was all I could think about as I sucked my juices from the dildo and endured Edward's enthusiastic fucking of me from behind.

"Nothing to say?" Edward finally said. "A good thing, probably. A lady never talks with her mouth full. And she never spits either!"

With that, Edward suddenly spun me around and forced me down to my knees. His cock, still glistening with even more of my juices, was then thrust into my mouth. He grabbed my hair and savegely fucked my face for about a minute before his cock ultimately erupted and filled my mouth with another large load of his jism.

"I hope you eat your lunch," Edward laughed as he removed his slackening cock from my mouth after I'd swallowed every last drop of his cum. "All this snacking between meals. I've arranged a six-course banquet of cocks for you and I don't want you to disappoint our guests!"
