The Hood

The Hood and The Dinner Party...

None of them knew her name, not even her latest owner. Of course, sealed away in her tiny prison, Jocelyn didn’t even know she had been sold. But outside, in the real world, where many men came to use her for their perverted ways, she was the star of this ‘Dinner Party’.

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The ‘dinner party’ was in full swing as Leon walked in. Over a dozen men, with the same ‘hobby’ were drinking beer, telling lewd jokes and generally being loud over the ACDC blaring in the background. Leon glanced around the room recognizing some, but not all of the other men from the secretive slave trading club they all belonged to

He just knew the host’s name was Roger, and he had seen him at the club a few times. His email invite had said ‘dinner party…bring your balls full!’. That email had got Leon’s interest when he opened it.

It had shown a picture of a curvy black haired and nerdy looking young slave girl on her knees. Cum smeared and dripped off her black framed glasses, as more also hung in a stringy mess from her off bottom lip and chin. Under her belt bound legs and bruised knees the picture said, “Come Feed Me Dinner Please.”

Leon felt a pat on his shoulder and turned to see Roger, the party’s host, offering him up a cold beer.

“Glad you could make it Leon, I hear you like to collect, just like some of us here?” Roger asked with a wink.

“Well if you mean collecting cute cunts to unwillingly turn them into bound up fuck toys, well then ya!” Leon answered with a grin.

The two men tapped beer bottle necks and laughed. Then Roger nodded his thick neck to the side, motioning for Leon to follow him into the next room. “Come on Leon, let’s go see Minerva getting a mouthful.”

“Minerva?”, Leon asked.

Roger grinned, “She’s my star little cock sucking slave. She was in the email invite.. I have had her for a few months. Obedient ************ now, who sucks cock like a champion when you threaten the meek little thing. She was a really shy little thing, but I fucked and whipped that out of her.”

Leon and Roger passed through a large wood door and entered the next room. It was nearly empty, except for a sturdy wood table with leather straps hanging from its corners and a few soiled dildos and butt plugs s**ttered on its surface. There were also two large men enjoying themselves with a choking and gasping bound up tight girl.

One of the men was standing there sipping his beer and holding a cattle prod. His limp cock still hanging out of his trousers and shining with moisture. Obviously freshly left over from the girl having just sucked it dry.

The other man was standing there with his cock pulled out of his pants. Its full length buried deep in between the lips of the chubby, yet curvy, dark haired slave girl. She was on her knees and working hard, given the wet slurping and sucking noises emanating from her.

The man with his dick in the girl’s mouth, was forcefully slapping the back of the slurping and sobbing girl’s head. She was working her mouth furiously back and forth on his slicked up shaft, trying to get him off. Her mouth the only thing she could use since her arms were bound tight behind her back.

Elbows touching and the skin of her arms almost purple, from the tightness of the ropes surrounding her upper arms and forearms. Leon could see that both her tits were undergoing the same colour change, from the ropes wrapped so incredibly tight around them.

This girl was definitely suffering some uncomfortable bondage, as she was forced to pleasure this man. Her bound tits bobbed up and down. Her captive hands fisted behind her whip shredded ass as she pumped her mouth all along his cock.

“Come on whore, make me cum or my buddy Stan here will hit your asshole full power with that cattle prod again!”

Leon smirked as he watched the girl gurgle and literally choke on the groaning man’s dick as she plunged her face full force into the man’s crotch. Leon walked around to get a better look at the nerdy girl’s terrified face. Her cheeks puffing out below her smudged and bent glasses, as she let her mouth fill up with the man’s cum.

Her wet lips were sucking around the head of the man’s cock. Her every determined effort to capture every drop of his semen visible on her strained face. Leon looked curiously over at Roger, “The slut ain’t swallowin his cum…what’s up?”

Roger nodded at Leon, ”Just you wait, she’s just following my orders.”

He then shouted at the young woman, “Come on Minerva, get your hot jiggly ass over to the bucket… pronto! I got another cunt to feed and you’re just making the poor thing starve! You want to ride that single pole prison down there beside her? You sure didn’t like spending a couple days on it last week down there with her, you dumb slut!”

Leon watched with depraved curiosity as the long black haired girl stumbled on her knees over to a red bucket. She somehow even kept her mouth shut when the two other men decided to leave. The one with the cattle prod, touching it to her bare red streaked ass for one last zap as he walked by.

She winced horribly and then leaned her mouth over the bucket. Opening her lips, she spit out the mouthful of cum and saliva into the bucket. Her red eyes and anguished face turned to look up at Roger, “Sorry Sir, I am so sorry Master…I will hurry sir.” She sputtered out thru her cum and drool coated lips.

A large dribble ran down her chin and Leon watched as she managed to bend low enough to sc**** the glob off on the plastic bucket’s edge. He was impressed with her will to not waste a drop. Obviously Roger’s breaking and training methods were superior, he noted.

She then looked back up with obedient pleading eyes, asking a surprised Leon, “Are you next Sir? DO I suck you next?”

Then she turned and asked Roger, “Master Sir, how many more? Am I close?”

Roger checked the bucket and then laughed, “Not even a quarter of the way there you stupid cunt..I suggest you work your way through this party faster or maybe for fun we do end up hanging you from those purple tits for a while. I wonder how much the crowd would like to take turns whipping them till they bleed?”

Leon chuckled to himself as the girl’s frightened face lunged at him. She strode quickly on her banged up knees and had her mouth hanging open at Leon’s crotch faster than he thought possible. Roger once again patted Leon on the shoulder as Leon undid his fly and pulled his now fully erect cock out.

“Take your time buddy, make the stupid cunt work for it. We got all night” He grinned at Leon and then he left the two alone. It would be another long twenty minutes for Minerva, before Leon re-joined the main party. And sadly for her, another three perverted and horny men took his place.

The screams of the raven haired Minerva, as the three men decided to tie her bent over the table and fuck her silly, before draining their cocks into her mouth, being drowned out by the loud music and raucous laughter of the adjoining party.

….Three hours later….

The party had quieted down and the real business was at hand. Groups of men surrounded a number of naked and semi naked women and girls. The cowering females were all gagged and bound in some manner. A half dozen of them brought here to Roger’s party for one reason only. To be traded amongst the sadists in attendance.

Leon hadn’t brought anything to trade as he was currently out of stock, you could say. But he had plans to change that soon. For now, he was content to watch and of course borrow the odd cunt when needed. He kind of wished now he hadn’t sold off his last captive pain toy. A wonderful screaming Scottish lass named Laura.

He stood back from a group haggling over a slim blonde teenager, hogtied and crying on the dirty floor. Her cute bum cheeks showing through nicely under her cut off jean shorts. His guess was that she had been captive less than a day or so, given her still hopeful level of sobbing and begging. That and the fact she still had on the very revealing shorts and a dirty somewhat shredded pink bra.

“Leon come on over here, I need to show you something.” Shouted Roger from the other side of the room. Leon sauntered over and joined Roger and the other two men who he had first seen when he arrived.

Roger unlocked a thick padlock on a metal door and then flipped a switch. Light flooded a staircase going down into the basement. Roger turned to shout behind the men, “Minerva you stupid cunt…Where’s the fuckin bucket?”

To Leon’s delight the nerdy, curvy girl came wobbling around the corner, still hobbling along on her badly bruised knees. Her ankles were now shackled with heavy cuffs and chains, and each of her bound breasts looked freshly flogged.

She had the handle of the bucket clasped tight in her mouth. She was grunting and straining to get the cum sludge filled container to Roger. He took it from her and then patted her head, “Good ************ cunt…see what you can do when you try?”

She sat back on her heels and nodded slightly, keeping her eyes downcast as she mumbled, “Yes Sir …thank you Master.”

Roger took the bucket and then pointed to the basement stairs. “Come on guys, you have got to see this one. But be quiet…let’s surprise the poor cunt!”

One by one the men took the stairs. Each one entering the basement and giving Roger a nod of approval as they looked on with lecherous smiles and sadistic thoughts at the captive girl standing in front of them.

Leon had never quite seen anything like it and started planning in his mind how he would do something similar to the next unlucky girl he snagged. The chained up and shackled cunt in front of him could not see, or hear much for that matter, he figured.

Her head was encased in a solid metal hood. Two halves bolted and locked together around her head. The only holes he could see were two small nasal holes and a plug protruding from where her mouth would be. She was totally blind and essentially deaf to the world around her.

Her arms were kept awkwardly straight back behind her by a system of metal poles and cuffs. The poles were attached to a stiff metal waist belt, that looked to be strapped and bolted around her uncomfortably tight. Her heavy head covering was currently hooked up to a chain coming from Roger’s basement ceiling.

Leon glanced up and down her naked body. The dirty well used butt plug hanging from her left tit swayed slightly as the girl shifted in her shackled feet. Fresh cane marks on her ass and legs, plus some crusty dried stains on her inner thighs had him grinning.

She was a perfect picture image of a steel encased slave cunt, and ‘Fuck that was some serious strict bondage. She must feel totally fucking helpless.’ He thought.

Roger picked up a cane, hanging under the nearby shelf and walked quietly over to the woman. He looked over at the three men trying not to laugh and then raised the cane. With a quick swish he struck the cane across the back of girl’s hood.

The was a strange muffled squealing noise coming from under the metal hood. Her chained feet and metal wrist cuff assembly made more of a metallic racket than her squealing as she jumped around.

Roger hit the huge padlock at the back of her head and roared out, “Dance you dumb cunt, show my new friends how fuckin sexy you can be…Come on dance!”

He moved the cane much lower and began to thrash her pert bare ass repeatedly, but with no kind of rhythm. His random striking of her skin with the stiff cane, meant her feet were constantly jumping around the floor. Her trapped arms flailing uselessly out behind her.

Roger came around to the girl’s front and handed Leon the cane, “Here heat the little cunt up while I fix her dinner.”

Leon took the cane and then stuck it between her thighs. He could see her inner thighs shiver as he ran the cane up her legs, till it hit her large clit ring. He slowly started to tap away at her pussy, trying to make contact with her clit ring, on each upward flick of the cane.

He turned to look at Roger, who just taken a jar labeled ‘piss’ off the shelf. One of the other men present had already taken out his dick and was adding some of his urine to the jar.

“Drank a lot of fucking beer upstairs, so thanks.” He muttered.

Leon watched mesmerized as Roger then took the piss and poured it into the red bucket full of the upstairs party goers semen. Then he picked up the red bucket and poured it into a jug that had been on the shelf beside the piss jar.

“Easier to pour it into the funnel from the jug.” He winked at Leon, as he set the jug of putrid piss and party cum on the floor.

Leon then had it figured out and nodded his appreciation of what Roger was up to. He watched fascinated, as Roger began unscrewing the mouth plug on the helmet. When it was loose, Roger pulled out a hard rubber three inch long, small teeth marked and saliva covered, dildo like plug.

“Feeding time you filthy slave whore!” he barked loudly at the trembling girl.

He dropped the plug to the floor and commented to the men. “I got a couple gags for the whore to suffer with, the pump one she really dislikes. We’ll put it in later and watch her hilarious panic flailing.”

He then took a five inch long piece of plastic tubing, that had some threading and a curved end, and shoved it roughly into the steel hood’s mouth hole, till only a couple inches protruded. The girl was shuddering and her hands fisted, her knuckles going white, as Roger screwed the tubing into place.

Roger then stuck a funnel into the curved upward pipe end and cupped the girl’s firm right tit. “Hand me the jug will you Leon, time to feed this hungry slave cunt some proper food.”

Leon handed it to Roger, who then slipped a finger in thru her large nipple ring. At the same time he began tipping the cum and piss mixture into the funnel. He poured in about a quarter of the jug with obvious sadistic glee.

“Oh Fuck…Gross” said one of the men behind Leon.

“Ya totally fucked up! But in the best way!” the other man chuckled.

The funnel was full and the girl was evidently fighting the mouth full off piss and cum she had been forced to gulp. Her feet were dancing again and she was trying to shake her head, but the hood’s heavy chain and hook, anchored her to the spot.

Her shoulders were shaking and then literally jumping up and down as Roger began to twist the nipple ring with his finger. His grinning face, but stern sounding voice booming in the room.

“I know you can hear me you dumb whore…So listen up! swallow your fuckin dinner or I twist your lovely little nipple right around and then impale your sorry ass on some big scary fucking dildo.”

Roger winked at Leon as he twisted and pulled at the girl’s nipple. Her chest began heaving as she worked to choke back down the yellowish puss like mess. The funnel drained down and then a faint choking and gaging noise could be heard from the funnel.

Followed by an obvious screaming sob from under the metal as Roger handed one of the other two men the jug.

“Your guys turn. I find filling the funnel up to near the brim and then giving her tits or clit a bit of painful attention, the best way to get her to eat all her dinner. Isn’t that right you pathetic cum whore?!” he shouted at her.

He banged her steel hood with the side of his hand and then stepped back to let the two men lavish their sadistic lustful attentions fully on the poor shaking girl. He took a step over to Leon and asked, “So what do you think? Pretty fucked up way to keep a young slave slut, eh?”

“I’ll say, she must really appreciate when you take off the hood. I bet she sucks you dry like no other cunt you’ve owned” then he quickly added with a laugh, “She a cute cunt or homely looking thing under that hood?”

Roger smiled at Leon, “Don’t actually fuckin know, and don’t fuckin care. Never actually taken the hood off her since I bought her.”

Leon’s surprised look made Roger chuckle. His follow up remark made Leon’s mouth hang open.

“Bought her from another collector over two months ago. He had lost the keys to her locks shortly after capturing her..So I took the almost fresh cunt as is. She has a really nice tight ass to fuck too and when you bend her over fully and spend time fucking both her snug pussy and ass, man it is fuckin A1 good.”

Leon groaned and adjusted his growing erection, “Fuck Roger, I will need to do this to my next little captive too. You willing to help? We could bring them together for some fun!”

“Sure thing Leon, but I know at some point I will have to remove this cunt’s hood. But hey, lets make her suffer for at least another month or two. Can you imagine how compliant she will be when I finally cut her out of this contraption?”

Leon shook his head in utter amazement at his new best friend, “Roger, you are one sick bastard…And I salute you.” Plans of how he would keep his next newly captured young thing in strict sensory deprived bondage, dancing around in his head.