Chapter 56: I Needed That

"It's about time you got home!" A big voice boomed as Kathy closed the front door.

"Grand Dad!" Kathy threw her arms around the smiling man. "I didn't know you were coming for Billy's party."

"When your Daddy told me what the little scamp had been up to, I cancelled my cheerleader training in Dallas and flew right over."

"Well, I'm glad you're here." She gave the family patriarch a big wet kiss and slid invitingly down his muscular body.

The basement door flew open and Daddy shoved Billy into the living room. Billy's hands were firmly bound behind his back and his ankles were shackled to prevent him from kicking. The naked youth was marched to a heavy wooden chair that had been nailed to the floor in front of the room's curtained picture window.

"Sit down, boy," Grand Dad ordered.

Billy protested as he sat his bare bottom on the rough wood, but didn't resist as his ankles were tied to the front chair legs and his wrists were tied to the rear.

"There you go, birthday boy," Grand Dad taunted as he pulled a black eyeless hood over Billy's head, "you just hang out while we get everything ready for your party."

"But, Grand Dad -- " Billy tried to protest.

"Not one word," Grand Dad bellowed with a voice that shook the house, "or this will be a whole lot worse. Nod if you understand. Do you understand?"

Billy nodded.

"Good, now you just stay there and think of all the nookie you're not getting 'cause of that nun."

Billy's cock was fully erect and swollen from the extra sex stimulants Mommy had been putting in his food. The sight of the upturned rod inspired Kathy to add ring toss to the list of party games for the evening.

The girls ran upstairs and returned with the first of the many boxes of favours they'd bought at the Torture Boutique. Soon the living room sported long black & blue banners that read "Happy Birthday Billy" and "You Ain't Gettin' Nun." Kathy had to stop Christi from hogging all the Mood Clamps, but let her have enough to give her breasts and lower lips a festive green glow. She put the rest in bowls next to the snacks so the guests could help themselves to the delightfully painful pincers.

Kathy brought in Daddy's whip stand and added the silver handled riding crops to the ample mix of cat'o'nine tails and bullwhips. Then she lined up two rows of lubricants -- some for pain, some for pleasure -- on the coffee table and tossed two bags of self-piercing "O" rings and a box of high test alligator clips into the autoclave.

The men, meanwhile, assembled a black-leather covered horse and hung chains and wrist cuffs from the ceiling at various points in the room. Grand Dad checked his prized dildos to make sure they were operating properly and Daddy helped Christi lube her backdoor with the very special jell she'd found at the store.