Chapter 9: Truth or Dare

Standing back he marveled at the sight admiring their rather creative ways to keep both girls all tied up for him and his shadow possessed boys. Biker chains had been wrapped around both women's arms with six of their motorcycles line up accordingly. Two to the left, two to the right and one at the at the head, one at the bottom. Each femme had their arms pulled back and up some which would normally make any female uncomfortable but not these little sex addicts. Their legs were spread by extension bars chained at the ankles with both of them on their knees locked in submissive position. He'd ordered them to be facing one another but keep them blindfolded for a while.

"They aint awake yet. Makes it difficult for us to stand on the side lines." One biker grumbled watching two of his buddies bringing the monitors over. "What are the tvs for?"

"Entertainment." Jake sneered pointing to where he wanted both set. "Slide the flat screens back to back right in front of them then slide the board between them so won't see each other."

"Oooooo I get it now. Such a devil you are." One biker laughed and Jakes eyes flashed red twice then returned the darker shades of cerulean smiling.

"You have nooooo idea.." He spoke under his breath smirking. "Plug the cords into the device I brought in. They are color coated at the ends so I hope you morons know how to match things up properly." Jake chuckled hearing groans and slight growls. That was okay, they were expendable. He looked to the leader of the pack and his brother. "Go get the two boxes off the top shelf for me." They nodded and scurried off to do as he told them to. His eyes ventured over both their slutty whorish dresses of black he had the boys put them in. Nothing else was needed and the rather low dipped in curve at their chests revealed all the plumpness that caused such delicious cleavage making them appear even more ravishing.

"These things?" The pack boss asked with him and the other biker holding up the boxes with Jake nodding. "They look like...whoa."

"Genuine bose style earphones. Click on both silver spots on the sides of them to activate them. Just push them….nicely, into each of their ears and turn them until you feel them slightly mold to their canals." They grabbed the two pieces each out of the boxes they opened and carefully pressed on the buttons of each hearing a slight beep with blinking blue lights on the backs of them. "That's an indication they are on." Jake explained watching as the boys went to both bound women and pulled back their hair to slip the plug like earpieces into both of their ears. "Now….go attend to the three bitches I left you in your crack shack of a party house."

They all started to head out but then four came back to get on their knees before him. "Good boys….you demons wanting to play yet?" All four nodded and he looked up to see the last of the other bikers leave. "Rid yourselves of those ridiculous forms." They all shook their heads arms and bodies as their figures grew taller more muscled and more sinister. "Better?"

"Don't we want to look like them jolly boys?" Jake put his head back laughing. "Well, suppose we do look like men enough. Haha big muscled men eh brothers?"

"So how you wanna play this?" They all looked to their emperor as his eyes flashed red twice and they heard both women groan looking over to them. He snapped his fingers to pull them back for the moment as the five of them watched from the darker part of the room. With another snap of the fingers their blindfolds fell away and he saw both women began to struggle and wiggle trying to get themselves out of the situation they were in. The game had begun…


Nicole was first to come to and her groans and gasps took over her struggle in the bindings her arms were in. She looked back to the left and then to the right and saw the chains and the bikes widening her eyes and cocking one eyebrow up trying to figure out why she was secured to such monsters of motorcycles. Shaking that away for the moment she took a glance down at herself and saw the fancy black dress feeling the slick material against her body and mostly around her torso. Dresses weren't really much her thing but it looked surprisingly good on her. Made her feel a little sexy and she found herself liking that idea. Then the sound of her wife filled her ears and she looked forward gasping with a slack jaw at what was on the screen.

"Waverly baby! Baby where…..what.." Haught felt her words halted by the images right in front of her and she found her gaze glued fully to the screen. Her wife was on some table with her legs spread and holding a bottle of what she assumed was booze, and she was rubbing it up and down her sopping wet sex.

"Gonna show you…..mmmmmmmm...how….how I water…" She told the man she was revealing all of her naked body to especially her rather exposed snatch. It made Nicole growl her mind roaring from the invasion but her body on the other hand had felt the tug of sexual arousal already. Then this man was climbing over her to practically straddle her head as he dropped down some to slip his penis into her mouth. He began to ride her face and Waverly pushed the top of the bottle into herself but didn't just stop at the rim no, she pushed every ounce of the neck right down to the base of it inside herself.

Nicole was still slack jawed but the anger in her eyes shifted between shock and arousal and it was the second one that made her reach down to shove her hand between her legs and stroke her nether lips feeling her pleasure juices dripping all over her fingers and onto the floor beneath her. Then the scene changed and she had to rub her faster when she saw her baby fucking what appeared to be some giant chess piece. Then the scene changed again and still her eyes were locked on to watch another show..

"I'm having….mmmmm...such ronchy dirty sexy images of you all over me, in me handsome...ohhhhh I'm so wet, I think I've made my panties so soaked I've got my jeans wet too. If I'm...mmmm….if I'm making a mess of your crotch...I'm sorry not to be sorry…" Waverly told him as this man came over her woman she her wife welcomed it, welcomed him.

"Wave…" She couldn't find the sense to believe what she was seeing was true but then it got worse..

Her wife was straddling something akin to a saddle and her hand was between her legs masterbating for not her but this stranger.

"Not...lubed….." She was smiling at him soaking her hand to bring it over the strange looking saddle horn and begin to cover it in her own pleasure juices. She was that wet for this man! Nicole could feel her own juices sliding down her legs and dripping on the floor. Her baby had sheathed the horn with her body and she was moaning in ways she'd never heard Waverly release. Was this the way she'd always been? Why the hell was Haught so wet watching her lover ride a saddle horn like that? "Ohhhhh fuck….oh fuck...oh shit its…...fuck feeeels good…"

"I will fucking kill...this….prick…" Why was she panting like she was the one riding that thing? What was wrong with her fucking mind?! This man was sitting before her wife unzipping his pants and pulling out his penis and….she was rubbing it? Waverly was bending over before her eyes to bring her face down while she stroked his dick and she was licking it like it was a lollipop. Nicole felt her demented brain short circuiting her mouth salivating and her tongue licked her dry lips again as she imagined licking that pre-cum she saw on his plump head with the camera zooming in for her making her want even harder to deny…


What was her body doing being bound in such a sadistic way? She had so not expected to wake up like this. Where the hell was she and who the hell had her? Then her ears heard a familiar voice and she quit her struggles looking up and at a screen and her eyes went wide.

"What….would you like to play for.." Nicole was leaning against a pool table and a man was shoving a pool cue between her wife's legs. Waverly found herself growling and struggling but to no avail did her attempts end. She looked back at the sight before her and grit her teeth hard seething at the footage. "What….ohhhh….mmmm that feels goooood…" Haught her hot sheriff was rubbing herself over the wood stick and it was making her come completely undone. The moans she heard from her wife for this dusche were pissing her off to no bloody end.

"Stick or hand?" This fucker was asking her wife with a hand between her legs still rubbing Nicole with the cue. But that's when her baby dropped her own stick and grabbed him pulling him down and kissing him with a passion that was meant for only Waverly. Hurt. Betrayal...rage had engulfed her and her body tensed up in the chains wrapped around her arms and she began to thrash again snarling and cussing at the tv.

"Take...take me to your...sh...shack…" The way she was telling him that made her eyes well up with tears but her body began to heat in a way that she only wanted her wife to ignite. Now he was walking to some crack fuck shack and Waverly was screaming at the tv with all the vocals she had. She was shaking she was crying and she was beyond furious.

"What do you want Nicole.." This man had the audacity to ask her wife who was licking her lips at him smiling like he was everything.

"Push me in….push me in and position my body to your fucking desires. Take my body, make me cum...make yourself cum…" Waverly heard her wife's voice and what she said was doing things to her own body she couldn't stop from feeling. "Pin me, touch me….pin me hard...touch me hard…" Nicole was taking off her clothes for this bastard, she was stripping for him and he had spun her around and rammed her body up against a wall. He was manhandling her in ways Waverly never could and she...she was turned on by this? They were role playing cops and robbers and her wife, she was panting and moaning for him...dripping for him and...begging for him!

"YOU FUCKING…." She screamed again slack jaw now as she watched her wife's hands cuffed behind her back in such a rough manner and then…

"Oohhhhh….uhhh...ommmm...mmmm… .ommm..mmmm… .oooo… .diccckkk...dick...me.. Fuuuu….fuuugggg…..meeeeee….ommmm...mmmm...ye...esses….mooo….har...ddd…" Waverly watched the love of her life, her beautiful wife, give herself over to this man. She was moaning and begging and loving him fucking her from behind..

"Ni….cole…" Waverly dropped her head forward unable to watch anymore. The sounds enough were killing her and she hadn't even realized she was drooling not just from her nether folds but from her watered up mouth. But then something triggered in her broken mind and she looked up at the screen now and what was in her eyes wasn't hurt or anger. It was desire.

She began to like what she was seeing and rolled her hips even though she was restrained. "That's it! Throw her down! Show her what a good penis can do to the whore! Open your legs and welcome his mighty meat stick into your slut shack!" Waverly smiled and panted and laughed and put her head back with drool dripping down her chin and she so very badly needed a man to take her like that. "Fuck….someone...any guy...mmm….any cock...come fuck my body pleeeease…"


Jake smiled and nodded to two of his demons whom went to the bikes at both ends to start them up making both women flip their heads around seeing the blare of the headlights but not seeing a normal glow to them. They color was the color of fire. Then he watched as the thick wide gear belt that had been laying on the ground between both their legs tightened up and lifted and both their gasps turning into moans made his eyes of dark blues shift to his sinister reds.

"All set boss." The two men yelled knowing the women couldn't hear anything but what was being pounded in their eardrums of nothing but sex sounds.

"Pull that gate thing away from between them and come on back over here. They can't see you….yet." He snickered enjoying the show indeed especially when the wall between them was taken away and both women went from arched bodies and heads to the side to looking at the screens then up at each other. "Perrrrrfect."

The shock on their faces was so much better than he could have imagined but the lust they were feeling with the belt vibrating against their sex lips was driving them closer to the brink of madness and orgasms. No matter how hard they tried to resist what they were feeling and what their bodies had felt watching the programs, they couldn't deny the simple primal attraction and hunger for it. They were wife and wife yes. Life partners yes. But...they were two horny bitches and he intended to capitalize on that very notion. He snapped his fingers. "Have at them boys…"