Customs Officer's Slave 2 by Neneh Gordon
Four Man Gangbang (BDSM)

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When Bev got Kai to stop her at customs for a little role-play in the interrogation room, she didn't realise she'd end up handcuffed to a chair and desperate for an orgasm. Then Kai offers her a deal - if she lets his colleagues join the party, he'll give her exactly what she wants. But can she handle four men at once?
Contains handcuff bondage, orgasm denial, two fistings and a very frustrated sex-slave.
This short story is roughly 4,000 words long and is not intended for readers under the age of eighteen.

Three men walked through the door and stared at me, then looked round at Kai with hungry grins.

“Jesus, man,” said the first one. “You weren’t lying. She is hot.” He was older than the rest of us – nearly fifty, I’d have guessed. But he was lean and trim with a thick head of dark hair shot through with grey. The other two were in their twenties. One was dark and skinny, the other one had spiky blonde hair and was stockier. I breathed out in relief. None of them were hideous. I could handle those three.

Kai came to stand beside me and gave me a squeeze. “This is my sex slave. You don’t talk to her, you talk to me. Got it?”

The guys smirked at each other and nodded at Kai. “Sure.”

The older one pulled his shirt out of his trousers and started to undress. The others followed suit.

Kai unlocked one of my cuffs and led me off the chair to the table. “Lie on your back.”

I did what he said, feeling extremely exposed. Kai fastened the empty cuff around the table leg, then fetched another set and cuffed my other hand to the table. I couldn’t even cover myself. I was available for whoever wanted to take advantage. The edge of the table came to just above my knees so that the bottom half of my legs dangled over the floor.

Passport. Remember passport. That was the safe word Kai had given me. If I changed my mind, I only had to say it and he’d make them stop. But there are three of them and one of him. My heart started to race. Had I done something really stupid? It was too late now. I could only hope he was right to trust his colleagues like this.

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Published June 13, 2012 by French Letters Press. 13 pages
Genres: Erotica, Literature & Fiction. Fiction

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