My 35th Birthday Party

BIRTHDAY PARTY

Susan glanced at the rear view mirror to check her appearance. A young wife and mother she was still very attractive. She had kept herself in shape, running and dieting. She had an attractive figure, with large breast that were very firm with no sag at all. That was why her husband, David, wanted to meet her today at a secluded Bed and Breakfast. He had sad that he had a little afternoon excitement planned for her. Even after 10 years of marriage, he always wanted to do something a little daring.

Generally, she would not take off from work for this sort of thing, but she was feeling very sexy today, no she was feeling rather horny. Because of half a dozen reasons, she and David hadn’t made love in three days. So when David called, her nipples tingled with excitement and she could feel the moisture between her legs in anticipation of what was to come.

She smoothed her skirt and again looked in the mirror. Her hair was pulled behind her ears; she had applied a little extra makeup for affect, including the lipstick that David liked so well. Even though she had been at work, she felt she looked great in the tan, A-line skirt, white blouse, and jacket. Professional, but with the white thong, sheer bra, and thigh-high hose underneath, sexy enough to send a clear message to her husband, “I want you.”

Susan was unsure about the directions. She had thought David had said to turn right at the last roundabout, but now as her car winded down the secluded highway, she was unsure.

He had said it would only take an hour from town, and it had already been well over that. Unsure, Susan tried to call David on her cell phone but she was so far out in the countryside that there was no service. She decided to stop at a pay phone and searched for a place to call David and clarify how to get to where he was. She saw a restaurant up ahead, the first sign of life she had come across in the past twenty minutes and hoped that they would have a phone that she could use.

Already late as she pulled into the gravel parking lot, Susan, in a hurry did not notice the line of Motorcycles parked just to the side of the building. She rushed through the door; spotted the pay phone near the restrooms and rushed to call David at the number he had given her for the B & B. After several rings she received a message that the number was not in service. Damn she thought, “I must have written it down wrong”.

She was startled as she turned and saw two men blocking her path to the door. One was over six feet tall with a scruffy beard and tattoos up and down both arms. The other was not as tall, but fat, with a huge beer belly and greased stained shirt and jeans.

She mumbled an “Excuse me” and tried to move past the two men. She winced as the larger one grabbed her arm and pulled her behind him.

She protested loudly and she was forced to follow him toward another man sitting at the bar. Susan then became aware of her surroundings. There must have been at least 40 men and 10 women in the restaurant, all with various tattoos, chains, grease stained jeans, and lustful looks in their eyes.

Susan began to beg the man with the tight grip on her arm to let her go, that her husband was waiting for her.

The man said nothing as he pulled her face to face with Joshua, the man at the bar. She quickly decided that he must be leader, as he demanded to know who had given her permission to enter the lair of “Satan’s Pets.”

She quickly explained her situation of being lost and the need to use the phone and was promptly backhanded across the face by the leader. As the ringing clear in her ears, she could hear the roar of approval in the background.

Susan was told to keep quiet and that a “duty” must be paid for trespassing.



Susan quickly opened her wallet and took out all of her money, almost 300 GBP and handed it to Joshua. She looked in horror as he laughed and informed her that 300 GBP was not even close, that to leave, she needed to pay more.

She offered credit cards, and foolishly a check for any amount to be allowed to leave, but Joshua just continued to laugh. He asked the crowd that had now gathered around her—what he should do. As she heard the vile, sexual acts being demanded as payment her cunt began to throb. Finally, Joshua held up his hand, and the crowd fell silent.

Susan awaited her fate, fear gripping her to the point of tears. She protested when she heard the verdict, “sell her clothes.” She was grabbed by strong hands and pulled to a small area used for a dance floor. She tried to hold onto her jacket as it was pulled over her arms, then the bidding on her blouse, became furious. It was quickly gone, as was her skirt leaving her standing in thongs and bra. Susan tried to sprint toward the door, but was quickly pulled back and her bra pulled from her leaving her large breasts cool in the air, nipples erect from the fear and excitement of her fate.

The crowd cheered and chanted for her thong. She tried to cover her breast, but was hoisted over the shoulder of the large man who first grabbed her. This left her arse and cunt in the thong exposed to the crowd as the bidding reached a fever pitch. Finally, someone had won and Susan struggled as she felt that someone tugging at the waistband of her thong and with one pull, they were gone.

She sank to the floor and tried to cover her breasts and cunt. She now wished she had not kept it shaved for David as this seems to spur the crowd into more of frenzy. She shuddered as the vile suggestions continued. Joshua poked at her on the floor with his boot and explained that she had not raised enough money to pay her “duty” for trespassing.

Susan’s protests turned into whimpers as she was pulled to her feet and her hands tied together. While terrified at the situation she found herself in she couldn’t remember when she had ever been so sexually excited, her nipples were positively throbbing and her cunt was leaking, although no one else seemed to notice.

She struggled with little affect as a rope then pulled her arms over her head and she was pulled into the air until her feet were barely touching the floor. Then a rope was attached to each leg and they were pulled wide apart. As she hung, naked, suspended in the air, her breast rising and falling as she sobbed in fear her cunt betrayed her and literally squirted pussy juice all over the floor. The crowd thought she was pissing herself in fear and laughed. She could feel the cool air on her naked cunt and arse and her juices running down her thighs. Her situation seemed desperate as the men and women gathered around her.

She hung her head as Joshua announced the price for her cunt, double for her arse, and the tits were free.

£10 for her cunt and £20 for her arsehole. The men began to line up in front and back. She felt her cunt stabbed first as her tits were grabbed and pulled. She was thankful that her juices had paved the way. Dirty hands pulled her hard onto the cock and at the same time painfully spread her arse cheeks to allow double penetration.