The Blue House Pt. 01

One corner of Nate's mind remained apart from the rest and considered the situation. Here he was, his dick buried to the hilt in one of the best pussies he had ever had while nine other women and one old man looked on. All of this accomplished because of a smart phone and a silver collar. How was this possible? Did it even matter? All Nate wanted was for the experiences not to end. He wanted each of the women in their turn. He wanted to know if Ingrid's flashing eyes translated into passion and what the porcelain skinned Japanese woman was like. He wanted to know why the house existed and how the collars worked. More than anything that corner of his brain though, joining the rest of his mind, he wanted to fuck Aarti until she melted like orgasmic wax and then cum inside her.

Coming back to the present, Nate took hold of Aarti's upper arms and leaned her back, away from him. The shifting angle must have hit a good spot in her pussy because Aarti began to gyrate faster on his lap. Her breath came in great gasps and she cried out in pleasure. Nate felt a flood of increased warmth and Aarti's cunt gripped him tightly when she came. The sudden torrent along with Aarti's vice-like pussy-grip on his dick made Nate spasm. His stomach muscles clenched as he came powerfully inside her. After the crashing waves of Aarti's orgasm subsided, she slumped against him, her body trembling weakly. Nate wrapped his arms around her until she had regained herself and his dick had softened and slipped from her. He was surprised when Aarti slipped back down to the slate floor and began to lick him clean. With slow strokes, she tongued up her own juices along with the bits of his cum that mingled with them. When she was done, she went over to where to the gap in the line, standing nude, proud, and pleased at having performed well with the collar for Nate and for herself.

Nate fastened himself back into his trousers and returned to his chair, amazed at what had just happened. How could a couple of button pushes on a smartphone make a total stranger blow him and then ride him like an unbroken stallion? He turned to Roberts with a quizzical look. Before he could ask the question Roberts smiled and said, "It's just an app. A very special app. The app sends signals to the collars of the women and in turn the women obey the commands of the app. Of course, technology has changed over time. Why, when I first came to the Blue House we were using a special keyboard to control the women. It was much less discrete, I can tell you that. Imagine how difficult it was to take a lady out on the town carrying a keyboard! Before that, they told me that there was a largish control box with a dial and some switches. The founder of the Blue House actually used an apparatus that looked like a 50's Juke Box. In the end does it really matter though?"

Nate sat, considering the power that he had been shown. Robert's began again, "Twenty-Five years. That is what I can offer you. A quarter of a century to live, to love, and to enjoy. You will be blessed with unbelievable virility as long as the Blue House is in your care. You will not be able to leap tall buildings in a single bound but as long as you abide by the rules of the house, you will never lack ardor within the walls. At the end of that time, you have to pass it on to another man. I will show you how to install the app on your phone and in time, you will show someone else the secrets of the Blue House. Then you'll go back to normal, your sex life dependent upon your own charm and the winds of fate."

"What about tonight? I mean, I'm no slouch but twice like that in quick succession? And I came harder and more than any time since I lost my cherry in the back of Dad's Chevy."

Roberts answered, "Tonight is, well, it's something of a trial period. To see what you like and if this is something that you want or not."

Nate rolled the idea around in his head. Twenty-Five years of control, to do what he wanted, how he wanted and then to hand it off to another mystery man. There were so many possibilities to explore. Who might come to the house? When did women decide to join? To leave? How did this all function?

As Nate thought, he looked over the line and noticed more than one bosom that was swelling in lust at what had just happened. Near the seat where Aarti had mounted Nate's shaft a woman with hair the color of wild honey and eyes like the sky bit her lip in apprehension.

"Mr. Roberts, who is the blonde over there?" Nate gestured.

"That is Gina and if you feel up to a little more playtime, might I suggest the horse for her? Gina is something of a bad girl." Roberts flicked another control and a light at the far end of the dining room illuminated what looked like a gymnast's pommel horse.

"Come along Gina. It is time to play" The three of them approached the horse and Nate inspected it. It was indeed similar to a pommel horse with a padded top and handholds bolted onto the upper face. It also featured a lower spreader bar with padded ankle cuffs and a series of pulleys that brought a thin steel cable down from the underside of the horse, through the pulley at the base of the pedestal and then back up to a second pair of padded cuffs that were connected to a short bar that the bound person could grab hold of. By adjusting the amount of slack in the cables, the person secured to the horse could be bent over at the waist, legs spread, and bottom in the air, subject to whatever his or her captor desired.

Nate desired quite a bit. He imagined Gina bent over the horse, her hands bound and her gorgeous tits hanging free to be used however, he could imagine. Nate stepped behind Gina and found the zipper to her gown. As he pulled the zipper past her shoulder blades, Nate planted small feathery kisses along Gina's spine. When he came to band of her black bra, Nate slipped the shoulder straps of the dress down to Gina's elbows and then deftly unhooked the strap with one hand before finishing taking the zipper down to the small of Gina's back. He could see a black garter belt and the top of her thong rising from the crack of her ass. Nate finished sliding the dress off Gina's hips and stepped back to have a look at the woman before him.

Her hair was a rich honey color and worn in a fat curl over her right shoulder so that the ends partially obscured her breast. Gina's eyes were a lively crystal blue that sparkled with mischief and the corners of her mouth were turned up into a quirk of a smile. Nate wondered what this nearly naked woman had on her mind.

Gina had an athletic build with long legs and a spray of freckles across the tops of her shoulders that made Nate think of carefree hours on the beach. Her tits were high, round, and very full, he estimated that she was an easy D. Her breasts gave way to a tight stomach bejeweled with a cute dimple of a navel and then disappeared into her thong, cloaking whether she shaved or not.

Gina, with lust aforethought, had run the suspenders of her garter under the waist band of her thong so that it could be removed without disturbing the belt or stockings. Those stockings were incredibly sheer and had a seam running up the back of her leg that was so straight it could have been set with a plumb line. Gary's cock started to stiffen in his trousers. For some reason the stockings were setting him off in a way that they never had before. Perhaps it was the brazenness of what was going on, perhaps it was the spectators, and perhaps it was just the house and the ability to do whatever he wanted with willing women.

He stepped behind her and reached around to her breasts. They filled not just the palms of his hands but the entire hand, out to the fingertips. They were soft to the touch but as Nate squeezed, he could feel the solidity of her flesh. It was not plastic, but instead the dense feel of the breast itself. Nate had his hands on one of the best pairs of all natural tits that he had ever experienced. He could have taken hours just fondling them, hefting one after the other. Nate felt Gina's nipples stiffen and the skin of her areoles crinkled up as he massaged her boobs.

Nate pulled Gina against his chest and felt his stiffness wedge against the crack of her ass. He nuzzled at her neck and nibbled at her earlobe, "You are amazing. Mr. Roberts says that you are something of a bad girl. Is that true? Are you naughty?"

Gina nodded and then said coquettishly, "Oh yes I am naughty Mr. Nate. I have been very bad. I have been thinking naughty thoughts about you ever since you came into the dining room. I'm very ashamed."

Nate removed his hands from Gina's tits and slid them over to her upper arms, gripping firmly. "If you've been bad then you should be punished. Come here girl." Nate pushed Gina over to the horse. The padded bar came to the level of her thighs. He quickly stooped and put Gina's ankles into the leg cuffs on the spreader bar. This put her feet almost three feet apart. Coming around the front of the horse, Nate gripped the back of Gina's neck and bent her over, fastening first one padded wrist cuff and then the other. He searched for controls for the pulley system and found them at one end of the horse. He took up the slack in the cable until Gina was completely bent over, arms stretched in front of her grasping the wooden bar. Her hair fell over her face and Nate nodded appreciatively at how Gina's breasts hung forward from her chest.

Once Gina was set up on the horse, Nate walked back to the table and asked to borrow Mr. Roberts's phone so that he could control Gina's reactions on his own. He considered the interface scrolling through the names of the girls; Aarti, Gina, Jessica, Rachel, Yuka...Each girl had a small snapshot next to her name. Nate tapped Gina, (mentally snickering at the action), and saw the interface included a series of slider bars for affection, suggestibility, and intensity of reaction. There were also buttons for various sex acts and a button marked "Stimulate". Nate walked back over to the bound blonde and flicked "Stimulate." When he did so a second set of selections appeared; "Nipples", "Breasts", "Clitoris", "G-Spot" along with another intensity slider. It looked like the app allowed direct stimulation of the girl at the push of a button. Nate could have driven Aarti to orgasm without even touching her, just setting her collar for clitoral stimulation and then playing with the slider. Fascinating.

"Well Gina, lets see what this can do. I am going to turn your nipples on but I do not want you to say a thing. Do you understand?"

"Yes Mr. Nate, I am to stay silent, no matter what you might do to me," Gina replied. Nate hit the button and imagined what Gina might be feeling. The fact that she was feeling something was obvious. When the stimulation started, Gina's head jerked up and she thrust her tits out as much as she could in her confinement. Nate pushed the intensity up a bit and Gina bit her lip to stifle her moan. Without turning off the nipple stimulation, Nate added Gina's clit to the mix and the girl started to bump against the side of the horse as pleasure rocked through her. Nate let the app do its work, amused at seeing Gina trying to obey the command to be silent when she clearly wanted to make some noise. After a while, Nate decided that light punishment could be fun to give, and even get, that he did not want to be cruel to the young woman.

"You may speak now Gina. Was there something you wanted to say?"

"Ooooooooh, yesss," Gina moaned out her happiness, "This feels...wonderful."

"You said you had naughty thoughts about me Gina. I am not sure that a fresh young woman like yourself should be having any sort of naughty thoughts. Perhaps you should tell me what they are and we'll decide what your punishment should be," Nate suggested, curious as to what might be running through Gina's mind.

"When you came in I... I wondered what your dick looked like. You were so strong looking. I wanted you to take me first, but Aarti got that. I wanted you to fuck me. Fuck me in front of everyone. Maybe even on the table. All I know is that I wanted you to use my holes. I needed it."

"You kiss your mother with that mouth Gina?" Nate teased, "You have been naughty, thinking things like that about a perfect stranger and thinking that you had to be first. Punishment is definitely in order." The first thing that Nate did was step behind Gina and rip off the black thong she'd been wearing. He noticed that they were wet with Gina's juices as he balled them up and then stuffed them into her mouth. He cocked an eye at Robert's who gestured to a cabinet not far from the horse. When he opened the cabinet, he saw a rack of tools ranging from a pedestrian paddle to various clamps, gags, and a cat o'nine. Nate reaffirmed in his mind that a little punishment was not a problem but he was not, nor thought he ever would be a sadist. He would not hurt for hurt's sake. Selecting the paddle, he swung it whistling through the air a couple times.

"Gina, I think that this is a good punishment. You need a good spanking, wouldn't you say?"

She raised her head and looked at the red leather paddle. Her eyes widened a bit at Nate's obvious intent. She nodded and Nate stepped around the horse to Gina's raised, bare ass. Nate ran his free hand over the curve of Gina's bottom. Her skin was like satin, flawless, and beautiful. With a gentle pat, Nate got in position, swung the paddle back and then forward. The strike left a faint strawberry rectangle on Gina's ass and the girl yelped a bit. Nate struck again, this time on the other cheek and Gina let out a second shriek. The paddle went back repeatedly, each swat brightening the spanking marks on the heart shaped ass in front of him.

After a half-dozen strikes Nate noticed that Gina was not crying out in pain anymore. She was not crying at all. With each hit, she was almost purring in delight. She was seriously getting off on the spanking that she was receiving. Gina was arching her back, thrusting her breasts out so that they swayed back and forth. She also rolled her hips as if she was seeking the paddle. The spreader bar keeping her legs apart limited that movement but Nate was still able to see the pink inner folds of Gina's pussy. It was a very attractive pussy at that. The outer lips were plump and the sensitive inner ones protruded just a bit between them. Nate gamely thought that maybe that was what was purring. Gina had indeed shaved it so that it was smooth all over. It was also very wet. The inner lips glistened with Gina's arousal.

Nate decided that he had had enough with spanking and wanted to get on with what he was her for, fucking. He shrugged out of his jacket, tossing it over the back of one of the chairs arrayed around the table. His shirt went and then his pants, boxers, socks and shoes until he was naked. His cock was erect and like a dog in the field pointed at its prey. Nate flexed the muscles in his groin and the ruddy tip bounced up and down a bit. He took hold of himself and started to rub the head up and down Gina's waiting cunt.

He might as well shocked her with electricity. As soon as the tip of his cock touched Gina's drenched pussy she spit out the gag and yelled, "Yesssss! Fuck me now!" She shoved her hips back, engulfing Nate's dick inside her.

Nate slapped Gina's ass. It jiggled playfully and he said, "Naughty girl. I didn't say to fuck me yet." Nate pulled back out, somewhat regretful because Gina had an incredible pussy. She was so wet that he sank balls deep into her with no resistance whatsoever. He started to trace up and down her opening at times going as much as head deep into her but without fully penetrating her. Gina started to moan in pleasure again and then the moans turned to begging.

"Mr. Nate, please have me. Please? I need your cock in me. I need you to fuck me right now. Please sir." Nate continued to toy with her, up down up down, perhaps a little swirl around her clit just to drive her a bit crazier.

"Pleeeease fuck me sir. I will let you have anything you want. I'll even give you..." Gina hesitated for a moment, torn between wanting Nate's cock slamming into her waiting cunt and whatever it was, she was holding back. "I'll even give you my ass."

Nate was not usually into anal. He had done it a couple of times and could take it or leave it. The fact that Gina was willing to submit to having her ass plowed as well as her pussy though was very erotic. He positioned himself, grabbed Gina's hips, and thrust home. Gina made this weird mix of coo-ing that raised to almost a howl as Nate fucked her, his cock parting her roughly. Each time that Nate thrust forward his hips would knock against Gina's ass and it would jiggle a bit as she rocked forward in her restraints.

Gina started to grind back against the fucking Nate was giving her. She clenched the velvet vice of her pussy in rhythm with his motion. Nate tightened his grip on her hips, his fingers leaving white imprints on her supple skin and started to really pound Gina's cunt. His dick made a wet squelching noise as it entered her. As the pace picked up, Gina's cooing changed to a grunt as the front edge of the pommel bit into her thighs.

"Is this what you wanted Gina? Did you need somebody to fuck you like this?", Nate asked as he plowed her sopping furrow. As he did so, he moved one hand up to the pink rosebud of her asshole and started to circle it. That obviously drove the girl wild and she redoubled her efforts, grind back onto his cock savagely. Nate started to probe Gina's ass with his fingers, stretching her out so that he would be able to get in easily when he took her back passage.

The feelings in Gina's pussy had combined to make it difficult for her to think, let alone talk. There was a delicious combination of fullness as Nate pushed his rod into her repeatedly and a building pressure as she felt her orgasm building. "Yes. I want. You. To fuck me harder," Gina panted.

As her orgasm started to overtake, her Gina cried out and suddenly, Nate pulled his cock, slicked with her juices from her pussy. Withdrawal doused Gina's orgasm, stopping it in its tracks. She wailed "Nooooooooooo! Put it back! I need it!" She struggled against the bonds trying to get back in contact with Nate's penis.

Nate repositioned the purple head of his cock against her asshole. He had plenty of lubricant, provided by Gina's pussy. Nate applied firm, continual pressure against the puckered eye of Gina's ass. She resisted at first, squirming about a little and then the muscles relaxed and Nate took the tawny woman's ass. If Gina's pussy had been tight, her ass was incredibly so. It was a completely new set of sensations for both people. Gina felt like she had been impaled, like a butterfly on a corkboard. Nate's cock filled up her ass and she hung suspended upon his manhood. She was utterly helpless, not just because she was bound to the pommel horse. He hands were cuffed; her legs spread obscenely, her the core of her raised into the air, vulnerable. Those things could at least be considered normal. Having a man's dick invading her anal passage though did something. A giant switch flipped when Nate had taken her ass. All thoughts other than what were happening behind her ceased and all there was a fullness like she had never experienced before.

It had been a long while since Nate had done anal and the sensation took him to an entirely different level as well. A pussy was, well a pussy. You slid into and out of it. It was designed for what had been happening a second ago. Depending on how the girl moved, arranged her legs, or squeezed the muscles of her vagina the feelings changed but anal was a different animal all together. Nate felt fused to Gina. It was not like just being in her pussy with all of the warm, wet, squishy feelings. It was more like being a complete extension of her. If she swayed her hips one way or another he moved along with it, totally a part of the person in front of him.