Chapter 9

We left off with Master leading us out of his house on Friday night, naked, to his car. We were led out by chains, with our hands cuffed behind our backs. The chain attached to me, was hooked onto the ring through the head in my cock, the chain for Kate was latched onto her clit stud.

Before we got into the car, he took out the signs that were on us earlier in our adventures, "Slave" and "Slut", respectively, and hooked them to the rings in our nipples. The weight of the sign could be felt in my nipples, and, by the sag in Kate's breasts, I'm sure she felt it as well. He then put Kate in the front seat. He took her chain, and fastened it, tightly to the handle on his glove compartment, so that there was no slack in it. He then belted her in. She looked simply obscene, with her leaking pussy lips spread, and the stud in her clitoris straining against the chain. He then led me to the back seat, and put me in. He fastened my chain to a hook over the door, used to fasten clothes on hooks in the car. He then belted me in, and got in the car. I could tell it would be a long trip, when, as the car jarred leaving the driveway, Kate yelped out, and I could feel my cock being snapped by the strain of the chain. We then started driving towards the other end of town, seemingly hitting every pothole on the way. He got on the freeway for a little while, and, just our luck, a truck started pulling up on our right. As it did, I saw the dirver look over, first at Kate, then me. He then honked his horn, and followed along while we were on the freeway. His eyes bugged out when Master took his free hand, and put three fingers into Kate's sopping cunt, fucking her with his fingers as she moaned. He then pulled them out, and put his hand in my direction. I needed no hints, as I took his fingers, and licked the juices off of them.

The truck driver just shook his head, and mouthed the words, "Holy shit!" He then put an ad in his window for a seedy strip club. Master noticed, and said, "Hmmmmm." He then rolled down Kate's window with the automatic window control and said to the driver, "Great idea, but not tonight. You'll probably see us there soon, however!" He then rolled up the window, and sped past the truck, pulling into the exit lane. I shuddered, thinking of that possibility, as I noticed out of the corner of my eye, that we were taking the exit for the university. We got off the freeway, and, sure enough, made our way to the university. We went down what I knew was fraternity row, and he pulled to the curb. "Surely he isn't going to make us walk around a college naked", I thought, but I knew better.

He turned off the motor, and got out. He first got me out of the car, noticing the pre-cum dripping from the end of my cock, saying, "soon enough, slave! You'll get to do some fucking. Coming may be a different matter, however. We'll see." My heart sank. He then led me to Kate's door, and opened it. Kate was sopping, and her cunt was swollen from excitement. Her face was also flush with excitement. He got her out, then, leading us by the chains, we walked to the house we parked in front of. There were loud noises coming from inside, both male and female voices, as the unmistakable sounds of a party emminated from the frat house. He knocked on the door, and the door was answered by Joe, the young man who grew up down the street from us. "Holy shit! You didn't lie, Pat", Joe said, upon gazing at us. "Come in." We went in the house. Any noise that was going on suddenly stopped as Kate and I felt the eyes of thirty or so college age kids staring at us. I also could have sworn I heard the sound of multiple jaws hitting the floor, as Joe said, "Well, folks. As promised, here is Pat Grimsley, with his two pets, a real life slave couple!" Cheers erupted from the people there. Joe continued, "You know the ground rules: What happens here stays here. If you see them outside of this party, do not assume that they are yours for the taking. However, they are your entertainment for the evening. Pat?"

"Thanks, Joe", Master said. "I present to you slave and slut. They are, indeed your entertainment for the evening. Use them as you wish. However, if you are not sure about anything really kinky, ask me first. Otherwise, here you are! Where's the beer?" The crowd laughed at the last remark, as a frat brother of Joe's led Pat over to the beer. Joe took Kate's chain, as a young woman named Patty said, "My god! Is that chain fastened to what I think it is?" Master, soming back into the room said, "Why yes. The slut's chain is fastened to a soldered stud that runs through her clitoris. As you can also see, her cunt lips are spread, fasted to straps. Her nipples are also obviously pierced also. She also has holes through her inner pussy lips, that I place this lock through to keep her from fucking anyone but who I want to." He then produced the lock to gasps from the crowd.

He then continued, "slave, here, has a ring through the head of his cock, called a Prince Albert. He also has a ring through the base of his balls that I fasten the ring through his cock head with another lock, so he cannot acheive an erection without my permission, lest he yank his own balls off. He is also nipple pierced. Well, now, before we begin, I would like to give the two of them some beer." He then fed each of us some beer, which we both greedily drank. He then said, "Well, have at it, folks! But first, you can also see the come dribbling down their legs. That is because they were both loosened up, before we came over. We were glad to come over. As a matter of fact, as you can see by the dripping cock head on slave here, he still wants to come. I should let you know that slut has only been fucked twice, both times tonight, in the last month. The slave has not come at all in that time." We both blushed at that remark. Patty then took my leash, as Joe and Patty led us both upstairs into a large bedroom.

When we got there, I noticed a pole on a pedestal in the corner. I was led over to this, as Joe led Kate over to the bed. He laid Kate on it, as I got a close look at the pedestal. The pole came up to the base of my balls. Another girl then took out a dildo, and screwed it onto the top of the pole. They then had me stand on two short foot stools straddling the pole. Patty spoke up, saying, "The girls and I thought this up. It's called 'The predicament'. The name will become clear to you soon enough." I shuddered as another girl got on a ladder, and fastened fishing line to a hook in ceiling. Another girl came over with a bottle with string attached. Patty then took off my sign, and attached the fishing line to my nipple rings. She then took the dildo on the pole, and guided it into my ass. "Step off the stool, slave!", she yelled, as I stepped off. The dildo imbedded itself very deep into my ass, so much so, that I had to stay on my toes to keep from it going too deep. She then took the bottle, and tied the string around my balls. The weight was excruciating, as the bottle was just off the floor. however, when I tried to flatten my feet a bit, the lines on my nipples pulled sharply, and the dildo imbedded itself more deeply into my ass. "See, that's why its called the predicament. Do you want to save your balls, or your ass and nipples?" The rest of the crowd laughed. I was truly in a predicament. Another girl, Cathy, took the chain off of my cock, as I looked over at Kate. Joe was already inside of her, as he was tugging on her clit chain. Mike, the other guy we knew from our past experiences, was feeding her his cock. Cathy startled me by taking my cock into her mouth. "It feels weird with the ring", she exclaimed, but I was in heaven. It was the first time in two months I had gotten head. My excitement was short-lived, however, as Patty started to paddle my ass. This caused me to lurch up, swinging the bottle back and forth, seemingly taking my balls with it. Patty said, "Don't let him come, Cathy!"