Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 56

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I woke up on the beach. It was twilight and I was alone, I didn’t even have a towel under me anymore. There was more dried cum on my chest and legs.

I lay there for a bit until I got too cold, then I lifted myself up and headed back to the beachhouse. I used the outdoor shower to rid myself of the sand and headed inside, still dripping.

I was greeted by the sight of people dancing and drinking. Someone had set up a beer pong table and they were trying to get people to join a tournament. I didn’t have much experience with beer pong, aside from getting fucked on the table but I wanted to try.

I shambled over and asked to join. I felt some hands grope by breasts and my libido started overwhelming how cold I’d felt.

I looked around and called out. “Pause on fucking me until after the tournament.”

There were a few disappointed cries but hands returned to their owners.

Of the forty people there, eight decided to sit out.

Here’s what was explained to me. Beer pong is played in teams of two. Ten solo cups are placed in a big triangle like bowling pins on either end of the table. Essentially, you try to throw a ping pong ball into the other side’s solo cups. If you get it in, they drink the whole cup. Eliminate all their cups and they lose.

Katie walked up to me and declared we were a team. There were six more edibles in her hands, gummies this time. She ate two and made me eat the remaining four.

I learned something while we played: I was surprisingly good at beer pong.

Before I knew it, we were in the semi-finals. Katie had made me drink all the beer from each shot our opponents had made. The world felt spinny and blurry but I was lasered in on the solo cups.

There were three teams left, aside from me and Katie. Two groups of guys, and one other group of girls. That was when Katie decided to change things up.

“How about we make things more interesting?” Katie asked.

The referee looked at her. “What’d you have in mind?”

“Well, normally, I’m the one who gets to tell my little sister what to do. How about this? Whoever wins gets to be in charge of her and make her do whatever they want until it’s time to head home?”

Oh boy. That got everyone's attention. One of the guys still in asked for clarification.

“What do you mean by that?”

“I mean, you can spend the rest of the night making her do whatever you want. You could make her crawl on all fours. You could chain her to the table. Whatever twisted thing you can think up.”

He stared at her. Actually, everyone stared at her. I looked at her too. “What happens if I win?”

“You mean if we win? Then you do whatever I tell you to do.”

I shrugged. No change there.

The terms were agreed upon and the matches resumed.

Both girls teams won against their male counterparts. Then it was time for the finals.

I was doing as well as ever, but Katie’s skill mysteriously diminished.

“What are you doing?” I asked her.

“The gummies are kicking in,” Katie lied. “It’s making it harder to aim.”

“Don’t worry!” she exclaimed drunkenly, “I won’t let the girls whose boyfriends you fucked get to control you!”

Silence fell.

Oh fuck. The girls stared at me. I tried to placate them. “For the record, I didn’t know they had girlfriends when they went camping. If I had, I wouldn’t have let them fuck me.”

They kept staring at me. The match continued and Katie continued to suck, and not in a good way. They won and it wasn’t even close.

“Ooops, sorry sis. Be good and do everything they tell you to.” She looked at them, “Be nice to my little sis.”

I didn’t exactly want to, but I was still wearing the collar and didn’t have a choice. At least, that’s what I was telling myself. In reality, I was excited at what would happen. Katie would keep me safe, probably.

The girls, Vanessa and Alex, had me get on my knees.

They pulled the massive toy from my ass. At eight inches long and three inches wide, it was kind of daunting when they held it up to my mouth. My mind boggled at the idea that it easily fit in my ass.

They held it up to my mouth and made me blow it. I’d done it before and it barely fit, stretching my lips as wide as they’d go.

It slid in and out of my mouth four or five times before they shoved it all the way in and down my throat; the flared base was the only thing not past my lips.

They held it there and my vision started to dim. They pulled it from my mouth and I gasped for breath. They repeated the process again and again. Eventually, they held it in place and I blacked out with it lodged in my throat.

I woke up to pressure on my ass and cheering in my ears. It felt like my ass was being stretched even wider. “How many is that?”

“Four. Just need to get my thumb in!”

Holy fuck. As she said that, the massive toy was pushed into my mouth again and I felt a fifth finger, slick with lube, enter my ass.

Her fingers were as close together as they could get and, over the next few minutes, I felt my asshole stretch further as she forced her fingers apart.

I should have been terrified but I was too drunk, too high, and too turned on. Honestly? It felt amazing.

After a bit more work, I felt her hand clench into a fist. Welp, this should be interesting.

She pushed her hand deeper into me and I felt my hole stretch to accommodate her forearm. It felt amazing.

Her arm pistoned in and out of my ass, getting deeper each time. I was thankful she’d taken the time to lube her arm up.

Eventually, her arm up to her elbow made its way inside me. She kept pulling her fist entirely out of me and pushed it back in, up to the elbow. My climax was epic. I started to scream and the entire eight inch toy was pushed back into my throat.

My body convulsed and I came, clenching my sphincter on her goddamn elbow. She pushed in and out and I blacked out on the toy…again.

I came to cumming as a fourth finger was pushed into my pussy. I realized I still felt that her arm was still solidly in my ass. She rushed things and her thumb was in my pussy suddenly.

I moaned into the toy that was currently only occupying my mouth.

“What a goddamn whore. Do you guys hear how she’s moaning? I’ve got hands inside both her holes and she wants more!”

There were more cheers and she started fisting my pussy. Hands held me in place and she bodily pulled her arms in and out of me. Her right arm, the one in my pussy, couldn’t go as deep as the one in my ass.

I don’t know how long I was double fisted. Seriously. They’d do it until I’d cum but they’d make me black out on the toy in my mouth. I’d wake up still being fisted and they’d repeat the cycle.

I lost track of how many times it happened. But eventually I lost consciousness and didn’t wake up until the morning.

I woke up in moderate discomfort. I was faceup on what felt like the stone bench from the patio. My wrists and ankles were tied tightly to the base, my head hung over the side. The butt plug had been put back in my ass and an almost equally sized toy was lodged in my pussy. There was a ring gag holding my mouth open and a short, wide toy inserted into the gag. I assumed everything came from Katie because there was a clamp on each nipple and on my clit, I could feel something metallic on my stomach, presumably the ring that held the chains from each clamp.

There was dried cum keeping my eyes glued shut but I could tell it was bright out, even if I didn’t feel direct sunlight on my face or body.

I didn’t have much choice in the matter, but I lay there enjoying the warmth and wondering how long I’d be like that. Eventually, I felt someone lift my head up and the toy get pulled out of my mouth. Before I could try to say any garbled words, I felt liquid pour in my mouth and I had no choice but to swallow it. I swallowed most of the jungle juice but plenty spilled out of my mouth and dripped down my face. My mouth was forced back open and I had to swallow even more alcohol, twice.

I gasped for air and did that for a few moments before a dick was pushed into my mouth. It fucked in and out without giving me a moment’s respite. After a few minutes, cum flooded my mouth and I swallowed that too.

I got a lot more dick. Some guys fucked my face, some just came on me. I felt cum land on my face and hair. I tried to keep count but lost track after twelve. They just kept coming so I assumed it was everyone at the party.

Eventually, all the dicks were gone. Someone removed the ring gag but didn’t untie me.

Gummies were put in my mouth, four or five of them.

A female voice I only vaguely recognized said “Chew and swallow, whore. You’re ours until Monday.”

I obeyed. It took me a minute of chewing before I was ready to swallow all of them. They were immediately replaced with even more gummies.

I was a bit worried about eating that many edibles all at once but I didn’t have much choice. I ate them too.

To my dismay, even more gummies got pushed into my mouth. Oh boy. This was not going well. I ate the latest batch of gummies and prayed that was it.

They spread my lips with the ring gag, buckled it in place, and shoved the wide toy back through the center. They left me there.

I don’t know how long I lay there but it was at least an hour and probably two. Occasionally, a dick would replace the toy in my mouth or pussy. I took five or six loads of cum that way.

That was a LOT of edibles. They hit me hard. I drifted in and out of consciousness. Eventually, someone untied me, they removed the ring gag and toy from my mouth and the toy from my pussy. But they didn’t remove the clamps on my nipples or clit.

I tried to get up but I was too high. My arms and legs wouldn’t respond when I tried to move them, actually I realized I was too high to move anything. I didn’t consciously choose to speak but I heard my voice mumble “Muh ‘rms en legs arn’t working.”

There was laughter and someone picked me up. They carried me a handful of steps and put me down on a hard surface, presumably the patio.

They hosed me down and left me lying there. I tried to move again but I was too high.

I lay there for a while and got fucked some more. I heard myself moaning, sometimes into whatever dick was stuffed into my mouth.

Another hour passed and I felt myself get higher and higher the whole time. I stared at the patio roof but my eyes wouldn’t actually focus on it. My body started twitching randomly. My leg twitched, my arm, my cheek.

That was when I saw someone female come up to me and force feed me another handful of edibles.

I just lay there twitching randomly for hours. To my enjoyment, I got fucked occasionally, even getting to cum sometimes. But, I was too high to move.

I drifted in and out of consciousness. Sometimes I’d wake up as someone started to fuck me, sometimes I’d wake up as they finished. Every few hours I’d get fed more edibles.

At one point, I woke up realizing I needed to pee, but I was still too high to move. I fell back to sleep and woke up when someone was complaining I’d pissed myself. I vaguely remember them spraying me clean with more cold water but I drifted off again.

I woke up to dicks pushing in and out of my mouth and pussy. I enjoyed an effort-free orgasm as I kept laying there. I screamed into the dick in my mouth and it responded by shooting cum on my tongue. More cum flooded into my pussy.

I was too tired to move and just lay there all day. I vaguely remembered being fed more edibles every few hours. I’d never felt that relaxed, it was amazing. I just laid there, spacing out, and occasionally getting fucked or getting toys put back in me. Sometimes someone would pick me up and bounce me up and down on their dick until they came. Occasionally, two guys would hold me up and spitroast my limp body. I was too stoned to move, but I probably wouldn't have if I could. I got to lay around getting fucked. I never wanted it to end.

That’s how Saturday and all of Sunday passed, with me lying naked on the patio, too stoned to even move, aside from an endless series of involuntary muscle twitches. I was covered in cum and utterly relaxed.

I woke up Monday morning as Matt hosed me off again. They’d stopped feeding me edibles Sunday night and I was still massively stoned but my limbs were working again. I toweled dry and made my way to the bathroom. I hadn’t gotten to use the restroom since Friday night, let’s just say it was a good thing I’d had my ass plugged shut while I was laying there for two days. After a proper shower to get the rest of the cum out of my hair, I went to Katie’s room.

I tried to get dressed but Katie stopped me. Instead she had me lie down on the bed and get some sleep.

I slept deeply and woke up in Matt’s van. I was lying on a towel and still naked. The plug was still in my ass and there was another toy in my cunt. The van was in motion. I went back to sleep and woke up to a stationary environment. I looked out through the windshield and realized we were parked in front of my house. It was also early afternoon.

I was still really high, and I tried to get some more sleep. Unfortunately, laying in a van in the summer sun wasn’t a winning move and it was soon too hot for me to stay.

I was too stoned to even worry about a neighbor seeing me. I got out of the van, walked up the sidewalk and to the front door, as I did, the toys in my pussy and ass pushed on my insides delightfully.

The door was unlocked. I went in, climbed the stairs to my room, and collapsed onto the bed.

I slept until about the next morning.

I woke up to a clicking sound. I opened my eyes and saw Katie removing the tiny padlock holding the collar in place. Then she removed the collar and my neck was free for the first time in well over a week.

Katie looked at me. “I hope Vanessa and Alex didn’t push you too far.”

I still felt really spacey. That was not going to make the day easy. “Amazing, honestly. I didn’t think I’d get such a treat.”

Katie just stared at me, “ “I’ll keep that in mind for the future. Now get dressed and eat breakfast. You can wear whatever you want but both toys stay in. We’ve got school in a couple hours, I’m driving.”

To Be Continued...