The Retreat
Chapter 4
“Good morning sunshine!” a cheery voice called, waking Sara as sunlight streamed into the room.
“Time to get up and at ’em!”
Sara showed as she opened her eyes only to see Gail’s smiling face greeting her.
“Come on sleepy head. You’ve got another big day ahead of you!”
Gail moved away from the bed and began fussing around with the now familiar food cart, but this time positioned near the table by the window. Sara sat up with a yawn and a stretch. She had slept rather well and felt rested and energetic. She peeled back the covers, swung her legs over the side of the bed, and stood blinking in the sunlight momentarily. She yawned as she stumbled to the table, not quite fully awake. She was halfway there when she realized that she wasn’t wearing a stitch of clothing! She covered herself as best she could while looking around frantically for the robe she had last night.
“Oh don’t be so modest! Besides, I’ll be seeing much more of you anyway. Come sit down, I’ll get you something to cover up,” Gail laughed.
Sara sheepishly sat down as Gail brought her one of the fluffy bathrobes from the bathroom.
“Once Ms. Julie is done with your new clothes, you’ll have a proper robe. But for now, I suppose this will do,” she chuckled as she placed a plate of food and a nice steaming cup of coffee in front of Sara.
“I’m not sure how you like it…” Gail began.
“Black is fine.,” Sara interjected.
“Thank you. Please you are doing too much. Sit and have breakfast with me,” she offered.
“Oh. I’ve already eaten. Thank you,” Gail said as she sat down across from Sara.
Sara shrugged and dug in. The food here was so damn good!
“I know you just started, but we already have a big night planned for you,” Gail said with a grin as Sara ate.
“Which is why you need to eat. You’re going to need the energy. But we can talk about that later. First I want to talk about what my job as your Handler is.”
Sara looked puzzled for a moment, then remembered. Oh yes, Gail was her Handler, but what that means, she had no idea.
“It’s my job to see that everything you need is taken care of. Food, clothing, physical health, mental health. Everything,” Gail went on.
Mental health? That made Sara pause.
“Yes. Mental health. Although the work you do will be fun, there are times when the after-effects can sometimes take a mental and an emotional toll. Nothing bad, mind you. But after so much pleasure and adrenaline, one tends to crash. It’s what we call a sub-drop. It can result in unexpected emotional problems or a physical reaction, like a hangover. I am here to help you through that whatever it may look like. It can be difficult if you don’t know what to expect, and don’t have anyone to help. But don’t worry. I am trained, and have experienced it myself, and will help you though it every step of the way,” she continued.
Sara had heard the term before but didn’t know what it means.
“I supposed that makes sense,” Sara said thoughtfully.
“I will also help you prepare and be ready for our clients and will brief you on what you will be expected to do. Most importantly though, I am here to be your friend. Sometimes it can feel lonely after a while, and I will be here for you. Whether it’s a shoulder to cry on, or someone to share a laugh with. You will have nothing to worry about,” Gail smiled reassuringly.
“Thank you,” Sara said, blushing a little.
She did feel like Gail was someone she could trust and actually become friends with.
“So… what happens now?”
“Now? Now you finish breakfast and go take a shower. Afterward, I’ll brief you on what’s happening later.” Gail said with a laugh.
“Now anxious up, don’t dawdle,” she said in mock severity.
Sara laughed out loud.
I think I’m going to like her! she thought and quickly finished herbreakfast.
Sara pushed her plate back with a sight and a smile. Gail’s presence alone seemed to help calm her down. But she was feeling curious and excited to find out what was supposed to happen later. She reluctantly stood up out of her chair and made her way to the bathroom to take a shower. She really just wanted to stay and chat longer, but there would be time enough for that.
When she finished in the shower and came back into the bedroom, Gail was still there and had cleaned up breakfast.
“So, what IS going on later?” Sara asked, climbing up on the bed and sitting with her legs crossed under her.
“You are an eager one aren’t you?” Gail laughed expectedly, catching Sara off guard for a moment.
“Well, tonight we are hosting a bachelor party. Where you are the main Attraction. Have you ever had a gang bang before?” Gail asked.
“A gang bang!? No. I did have a couple of three ways with a guy and his girlfriend, but that’s about it,” Sara replied shaking her head.
“I see. Well, they all want to use you while you are tied up. You are the new girl after all. But, they aren’t interested in anything too rough. So I think you won’t have to worry about that. There will be 20 men and they will get to have their way with you. You’ll be tied down, bent over a pommel horse, and blindfolded,” Gail explained.
“It’s Making me kind of wet just thinking about it,” Gail said with a wink and a grin.
Sara’s eyes widened as Gail described what was going to happen. Initially, the idea sounded off-putting, but as Gail described it in more detail, Sara had to admit. It did sound fun and was starting to get turned on herself. She had heard of gang bangs of course, but hadn’t really thought about whether or not it was something she wanted to do. It seemed like there was going to be lots of that sort of thing going on now that she was committed. So she listened eagerly and attentively to Gail about how the night was supposed to go. SheWAS going to enjoy this.
“Well, you have nothing else scheduled for now. I will leave and let you get some rest before your debug,” Gail said after a bit and started to stand up.
“Will you stay? Please? I’m enjoying this and kinda don’t want to be left alone right now. Otherwise, I might work myself up into a panic. Please?” Sara begged.
“Of course dear!” Gail said and climbed up onto the bed with Sara.
“Anything you want,” she smiled.
Sara and Gail spent the rest of the day laughing, giggling, and talking about anything and everything. Lunch was brought in, and dinner. Gail was an absolute sweetheart, and fun to just hang out with. The way she told her stories was hysterical and had Sara rolling on the bed, clutching her sides from laughing so hard. Eventually there came a knock on the door. Gail took a deep breath, and gave Sara a big hug.
“It’s time.”
Sara nodded, took a deep breath, and climbed off the bed. Gail followed suit and led Sara out into the corridor and down the hallway. She glanced at Sara as she led her through the hallways, and reached out and took her by the hand.
“It’s going to be fine. You’ll have fun. I promise,” she smiled reassuringly and squeezed her hand.
Before too much longer, they stood before a plain sturdy wooden door with a large iron latch. Gail smiled at Sara again before lifting the latch and pushing open the door. It swung slowly open, and Sara peeked inside. The room was dimly lit, with what looked like a pommel horse without the handles in the center. Just as Gail described. Gail led Sara into the room and directed her to doff her robe and to bend over over it, while she walked over to a wooden chest in the corner. Sara nervously examined the pommel horse before her. It was a little shorter than wait-high, and wrapped in leather. She reached out a hand and found it to be surprisingly soft and soupple to the touch. This had seen much use and was well cared for.
Thisisn’t so bad. At least it’s not like that cross from earlier she thought, and let her robe fall to the floor as she bent over the pommel horse.
“Comfortable?” Gail asked.
“It’s not bad. A bit cold, but it’ll warm up soon I suppose,” Sara answered, feeling a little shiver run down her spine.
“Good. Now let me get you ready. It’s almost time and we can’t Keep them waiting,” Gail said.
Gail bent down near Sara’s legs and she felt something wrap around her ankles and her legs spread apart. She heard a sharp click and looked back to see what was going on. Her legs had been fastened to some rings set into the floor, forcing them apart. She shivered, partially with excitement and partially with dread. Gail quickly moved to her hands, and put those in restraints as Well, fasting them to a single ring in front of her. Sara tested those restraints and found she couldn’t move. She was well and truly tied. Gail then knelt before her and gently lifted her face to lookat hers. She was positively beaming with excitement.
“Don’t worry. You’ll be fine. I promise. I’ll watch over you. You’ll be fine,” she said softly, leaning in to give Sara a quick kiss on the lips. Everything went dark as she felt a blindfold pull down over her head. She couldn’t see a thing. She was bound, naked, and blind. Not for the last time she wondered if this was a good idea. She heard Gail stand and walk to the door, closing it behind her. As the door closed, Sara feel a wave of panic begin to build in her stramach.
Now what? Sara thought and decided against calling out for help.
No. I signed up for this. Just relax and enjoy yourself.
She took several shuddering deep breaths to try to calm herself and waited.
She didn’t have to wait long. She heard the laughter through the door which suddenly grew louder.
This is it she thought, and felt her body tension.
Hoots, hollers, and laughter filled the room as the group came inside. Rude comments and jokes met her ears as the group of rowdy young men saw her stuck there, unable to move. She heard Leah’s voice calling for quiet above the din. Slowly the noise died down as everyone stopped to listen to what she had to say.
“Gentleman, meet Sara. She is offering herself to you for your pleasure. Please remember the rules and enjoy yourselves!” Leah announced.
With that the crowd cheered, sounding like a hungry pack of wolves to Sara’s ears. She shivered again. She heard the door bang shut, and the sound of many footsteps coming closer. The taunts and laughter flowed once again from the group. They surrounded her. All boasting, bragging, and cracking jokes to each other about who would make her cum first, whose cock she would like the best, did she want to be filled with cum? Sara tuned it all out. She was actually getting scared.
Without warning or preamble, she felt a pair of hands grab her butt and a hand rubbing on her pussy.
“She’s so wet already! This will be fun!” the man barked, laughing cruelly.
She didn’t realize that she was already turned on. While she was contemplating that, she felt a cock slowly slide into her pussy and she involuntarily let out a moan of pleasure. It was happening! And she realized she was looking forward to this. Waves of pleasure flowed through her as she was getting fucked. The man started thrusting faster and harder. Each thrust brought cries of pleasure from her lips.
“Oh god yes! Fuck me!” she shouted as the heat and pleasure began to build and bring her closer to orgasm.
Her cries were answered with chefs as he continued to fuck her hard and fast. His cock thrust deeper and deeper inside her. Her pussy pulsing and responding to him.
“Don’t stop! Fuck! I’m going to cum!” she cried.
She couldn’t help it. An orgasm ripped through her as that cock continued to pound deep inside.
“I’m cumming! I’m cumming on your cock!” She screamed.
She barely heard the crowd cheer as she came. Then she felt the man release his load deep inside her. His hot cum filling her up as she came again. Her body twitched with pleasure as the cock slide out of her, and she felt his cum dripping from her pussy.
She lay on the pommel horse gasping and reeling from the orgasm.
That was intense! And it’s just started she thought, growing more excited and turned on by the thought.
She couldn’t wait for more. Before she could think about that though, another cock filled her pussy, and began to fuck her slowly this time. Moans of pleasure filled her ears. She wasn’t sure if it was him or her, and she didn’t care. This was amazing! She just lay there and let him use her as he saw fit. Her whole body felt like it was glowing. She loved getting fucked slowly from time to time, and he was doing a great job of it too. She gasped as the pleasure began to build, hinting at yet another orgasm, and to her surprise a cock slipped into her open mouth. She wasn’t upset, just wasn’t expecting it just then. This new cock in her mouth began fucking her mouth hard and fast. The cock in her pussy combined with a hard face fuck pushed her over the edge and she came again. She felt her pussy tighten around the cock there and shortly after she felt another blast of hot cum deep inside her. He pulled out and was immediately replaced with another cock. Now Both ends were being roughly fucked. Orgasm after orgasm swept through her, and now she felt the hot cum shooting down the back of her throat. She swallowed it all. She couldn’t believe how fun this was! Getting spit-roasted was definitely something new for her, and she was loving it.
Cock after cock fucked her pussy and came inside her. She felt her pussy dripping with cum. Her mouth was used Just as often and just as hard. The feeling of hot cum shooting down her throat was hot as hell. She lost track of time. Everything was just an intensity, giant orgasm at ths point. Each new cock sliding inside her caused her to cum. She came again while being fucked, and yet again while they blew their loads inside her. At some point, someone started fucking her ass. She half expected it and didn’t care. It all felt so damn good. She wanted all her holes filled. She moaned, gasped, screamed, and came. Over and over and over. She couldn’t think anymore. She just wanted to Keep cumming, and she did.
She didn’t know how much time had passed, she just lay there gasping and twitching. Aftershock orgasms occasionally ripped through her body. She was covered in sweat and cum, and loved it. She realized with a start that she wasn’t being fucked anymore.
Is it over? She thought, feeling a bit disappointed despite being exhausted.
She tried to listen to hear if anyone else was coming to use her, but the blood from all those orgasms still rushed in her ears. She heard the door open and footsteps come closer. Everything was still.
Did they all leave? Why is it so quiet? She thought.
She felt a pair of hands lift her head and slip off the blindfold. Even the dim light of the room seemed brought and she winced. She felt a soft cloth wipe her face as her eyes adjusted and found herself looking at Gail.
“Holy crap! That was incredible!” Sara exclaimed, still breathing hard and trying to catch her breath.
“You did great! Let’s get you out of here and cleaned up,” Gail said, smiling and looking proud.
Gail moved quickly and released the restraints on her wrists and ankles. Sara groaned as she tried to stand up, but she couldn’t move. Her limbs felt like jelly.
“Don’t try to move. Let me help you,” Gail said gently and helped Sara off the pommel horse.
She let herself be slowly lowered into a wheelchair she hadn’t noticed was even there. Once she was seated, Gail dragged a warm blanket over her shoulders.
“Let’s go get cleaned up,” She said cheerfully, and rolled Sara outinto the hall and back to her room.
Sara didn’t even notice that they had returned until she was wheeled into the bathroom, with a hot steaming bath already drawn for her. The pleasure from the orgasms still clouded her mind. But she let Gail help her up, and into the tub. The warm water feel amazing, and instantly began to relax muscles she didn’t even realize were tight. She leaned back with a sight and just let herself relax. Gail sat on a stool nearby, just looking at her with a pleased expression on her face.
“Well? What did you think?” Gail finally asked.
“I’m… not sure… ” Sara replied.
“It’s still kind of a blur. I do know it felt incredible and I couldn’t stop cumming.”
“That’s good! I told you it wouldn’t be so bad!” Gail said with a laugh.
“But for now, you just relax and get cleaned up. Then it’s off to bed.”
“Yes ma`am,” Sara said sarcastically with a grin, but started washing herself nonetheless.
After she got all cleanedup, she just lay back in the tub and let the post-orgasm pleasure wash over her. She must have drifted off for a bit, because Gail was gently shaking her by the supposed.
“Come on sleepyhead. Don’t want to sleep through bedtime,” she teased and helped Sara out of the tub and began toweling her dry.
“Can you walk?” Gail asked, concern clear in her voice.
“I think so,” Sara said and cautiously took a step. She still felt weak, but at least her legs worked again.
“Let’s get you to bed,” Gail murmured as she wrapped a robe around her.
“But I’m not sleepy!” Sara would have protected if a giant yawn didn’t interrupt her.
She let herself be led to the bed and tucked in like a child.
“I’ll stay with you tonight. Don’t worry About anything my dear. Just sleep now,” Gail said softly, bending down to kiss her on the forehead.
“You were a very good girl tonight. A very good girl,” Gail murmured, gently petting Sara’s head.
Somehow, this made Sara feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
I am a good girl she thought as she drifted off to sleep.
I am a good girl…
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