Casey at the Bat
By Pylades

Chapter 5

When Saturday arrived, I told my wife that I was going to play a couple of rounds of golf with the guys.  She seemed to take it in stride.  I had the panties hidden with the clubs and pretty much figured I was off scott free.  I stopped at a rest stop on the highway to change.  The first feeling of humiliation hit me as I discarded my shorts and underwear and put on the satin panties in the smelly restroom, in a stall next to truckers and what else I couldn't imagine.  Getting back in the car a sudden sting exploded in my loins as my balls were caught in the tight panties.  I drove to Casey's in exquisite pain.
When I arrived Casey was already standing in the doorway.  She was dressed in a half t-shirt that left nothing to the imagination and denim shorts, the kind where half the ass sticks out and sandals. She was also wearing a sneer of contempt. 
"Get in here, worm."  She turned at the door, spread her legs and bent, I got on my knees and performed the ritual I had become accustomed to, kissing the seam that ran between her cheeks.  I felt a dog collar being cinched around my throat and a vicious jerk sent me sprawling.
"God, get your tongue out of her brownie, asslicker," it was Mindy on the other end. "Jeez, not here five seconds and he has to get his tongue up another woman's shitter."  Her tits jiggled as she chuckled.  She was wearing a pink care bear t-shirt and cotton shorts and a deviant smile.  As she shut the door, another wave of humiliation washed over me.  They had done this for anyone to see.  What if... 
"Strip, and on your knees, asswipe," Casey towered over me and pointed to a spot on the floor as I quickly complied.  When I got down to the panties both girls looked at each other and began to break up.
"What the fuck do you think you are doing?"  Casey composed herself quickly. And strode towards me.  I got on my knees as she grabbed the leash yanking strongly on it.  "Answer me."
"You were mad last time I didn't wear the panties," she slapped me with the leash.  "You told me to anticipate your wishes."
"What did I tell you last time," she strode to and fro, "wash them and dry them, I want them looking pristine when I see you next.  Now you have your ass sweat all over them, not to mention your sickening seed."
"I'm sorry." I lowered my eyes, totally whipped.
"You know the list just keeps growing, first the underwear, then you look at me when I tell you to leave, then talking to me like that at school and now this.  Oh buddy, you're really in for it this time."  I didn't know what to do so I prostrated myself at her feet, kissing them, begging for forgiveness.  I received a vicious kick in the face.  "Stop groveling.  That's for later."  She grabbed the leash once more. "And look what you did to Mindy you thoughtless bastard. Mindy," she snapped her fingers and Mindy pulled her shorts down and squatted, her ass inches from his face. "Look what you did there."  I looked but all I could see were some old welts across both cheeks.  "Do you see it?"  "No."  She shoved my face right in her ass, rubbing my nose in the smelly crack.  "You gave her razor rash with that growth of yours.  From now on you bring a razor and shave before you walk through this door," She stooped and whispered in my ear "Imagine if I had used that rough face on my sensitive little pussy."  Then licked my ear.
"Mindy go get the supplies while I prepare worm here," she pulled me to my knees, caressing my cheeks running her nail along my jaw line seductively.  She reached for some leather straps and expertly attached them to my ankles and wrists.  "These are quite ingenious. If I pull this way," I was suddenly bent over my face to the carpet my ass in the air.  "Or I can pull this way," my shoulders were pulled back my wrists meeting my ankles, which caused an unpleasant bowing of my back.  "I think we'll start out this way."
Mindy returned wearing the top of lingerie suit, no bottom.  In her arms she carried a bowl of sudsy water and in her hand she held a razor.  I felt a pang of helplessness; they could kill me, along with a twinge of excitement, my dick rose once again.  "Now, I don't want to see any blood, dear," Casey began caressing my nipples sending shivers through me.  She then grabbed my ponytail and cruelly tied it to the strap so that my neck was quite exposed to the blade.  Casey whispered in my ear, "Don't be afraid Mindy is very good at this, in fact its what she studied in school. Now don't move and there'll be no accidents."
Mindy began to lather my face, while behind me Casey was fondling my balls.  The fear, the trepidation, the feel of the razor at my exposed throat as it scraped.  The feel of the fingers rolling my balls in the sack.  "Don't move" my balls were caught in a viselike grip, I tried not to scream for fear the other girl would slit my throat.  A pouch was being tied to my balls; it felt like tiny pinpricks as the ties were tightened.  A sheath was next encasing my cock little pinpricks also ran inside as the blade scraped across my cheek.  Now my nipples are being pinched just as she slices my sideburns, and now clips are attached to each nipple as she strokes the cleft of the chin.  And then I felt the blade at my adam's apple and heard the chuckle just as a finger was jammed up my asshole.
"Finished."  The finger was unceremoniously yanked from my hole, my first squeal.  I felt like collapsing and probably would have if hadn't been for the bondage holding me at that awkward angle rigidly.  A finger began tracing my jaw line once again.  "Very nice."  Then snaked its way to my lips, invading my mouth running along the roof of my gums, to my tongue.  It was then that I knew it was the finger that had been up my ass.  It was also then that I felt the pinpricks of the sheath as I hardened inside.
"Would you wish to try it out, mistress?"  Mindy was cleaning up, her ass rubbing against my chest.
"You're sure he's squeaky clean?" he felt two thighs at each nipple pulling on the clips, then making their way up past his shoulders.  Finally, excruciatingly I could inhale the intoxication of Casey's pussy as it hovered just above my nose.  A drip landed in my eye blurring the vision of perfection before me. "Lower him a little." I felt my bindings tighten and a cramp beginning in my calf. Casey's pussy engulfed my nose and mouth and I felt a shiver run through her as she straddled me with her full weight. She then began bucking on my face. Using my nose to scrape along the length of her slit from her clit to her asshole and back.  She began humping, using my nose as a dildo. "God, I'm fucking your face. How does it feel...get that fucking tongue out and do some damage...oh shit...fuckmfuckmefuckmefuckme."  My face was awash in her juices and breathing was coming hard.  The pain in my calf melted as new excruciating pain welled from my neck and arms.  I tried to keep my tongue out to travel the length of her gash.  
"OOOOH, that's it that's it." She bore all of her weight down on my mouth and gushed.  I gulped as best I could, trying to breathe and swallow at the same time. She had gone rigid now, pumping her discharge down my throat.  It was glorious, it was heaven, her juices were like liquid almond.  Then with one final yell she teetered her clit on my nose and bore in.  Another gush on my face, but this one salty, I drank it down hacking and gagging.  I thought I was going to pass out, but she lifted her ass and the air on my sopping face was both cool and sweet.
"That was a nice little ride," Casey's flesh was out of my field of vision. "Want to try him out." "No, mistress, not this time. I want to wait." "Okay then, I'm going to freshen up.  Prepare him."  I could hear Casey walking out.
"Well, it's just the two of us now, little man," Mindy circled me.  "You remember the other day, don't you?" she jangled the leash. "I had to sniff your dirty underwear." "I'm sorry..." "Shut up!" "Well now it's your turn to return the favor," she squatted so that my nose was planted in her asshole, then let off a vicious humid fart into my face. "My bad, it must have been that Mexican food I had last night."  My senses reeled as the soupy gases infiltrated my nostrils.  She let out a string of smaller ones. "I've been saving these all day just for this." She giggled and got off me. I was still languishing in a world of surrealism. "And I'm not finished with you either but my next surprise, well, you'll know it when it happens."
Mindy untied my hair from the straps and loosened them until I was lying flat on the floor.  She straddled my face once more and my world was reduced to a pink gash.  Pain filled me as she squeezed the sheath on my rod sending the pinpricks.  "See my pussy drip.  Don't you want to take your tongue and glide it along my lips? Taste my scent." Another squeeze on the stiffer sheath. "Still too soft. Maybe it's my asshole you want to worship. Did those farts turn you on, perv?" Another pussy drip landed on my face and I began to drift away.  She squeezed again. "Good. Now you stay like this, while your mistress takes care of a rare itch."
She lifted herself up from my stomach causing me to see stars, then sashayed over to the bureau.  She retrieved a strap on dildo and returned to me.  I couldn't move but I began to get terrified at the ramifications.  She straddled my chest placing her beautiful bosom inches from my lips. "You like my titties don't you," she cupped them in her hands. "I remember the first day when you couldn't take your eyes off of them." She brushed them against my cheek. "If you hadn't been such a shit you may have been able to suck them by now." She rose with the harness in her hand and I bucked and kicked, realizing that my legs were spread in an awkward position because of the straps.
"Calm down, little man," she brushed back my hair, "I have to prepare you for our little fun." She strapped the harness around my head and shoved the small end of the dildo into my mouth. "You should love the taste, it comes from your mistress' pussy." She rose and I heard the tapping of heels on the floor.

