Story I wrote for a friend who did indeed have ten inches and a longing to be well fucked Id met Cat on the internet, not surprisingly on a site where people could post naked pictures of themselves. As a soldier Id travelled all over the world and in some of those places lives are cheap in some of them flesh was cheap and I suppose thats how Id come to have rather varied sexual tastes. Nothing too odd, nothing that was going to land me in jail but certainly what most people would consider definitely kinky. My girlfriend and I had had more than our fair share of threesomes, both mmf and mff and Id always taken part in them eagerly, was always willing to try something new and if I didnt like it keep on trying it till I did. Played all sorts of games. In some of the games Id play them like I was being dominated, in reality everyone involved knew that I was in charge, the ring master if you liked. All that changed when I met Cat, if Id thought I was kinky she showed me how to play kinky in a whole new way, it wasnt so much what she did it was how she did it, shed take s&m games and turn them on their head, play them in a whole new way, ironically she made s&m her bitch, she could do the dirtiest things with an air of innocence. The games she invented were sometimes fairly innocent, sometimes they pushed and expanded my boundaries as she showed me new ways to look at things. She managed to inject a dark sensuality into everything she did, a sinister eroticism that was addictive. Totally unashamed and honest about her sexuality she managed to make sex fun and limitless. All three of us, Cat, my girlfriend and myself, had talked endlessly about sex, explored fantasies, sparked ideas from one another. Wed confessed and confided and that enabled us to expand our games in a way that pleased us all. My thirtieth birthday was coming up and I knew Cat and my girlfriend had been out for a drink a few times and I knew they had something planned but what it was they were keeping secret. My birthday fell on a Saturday that year and I watched the two women get ready, gossiping in voices that I couldnt quite hear, giggling with each other. Id been ready for more than an hour while they tarted themselves up and I was expecting that theyd treat me to a good night out, a meal, a club, then later all three of us would go back to my place for an all night session. I was a little puzzled when the taxi dropped us off at an ordinary house, a three bedroomed semi detached house in a rather drab street, not scruffy but just lingering on the edge of scruffiness. Rather puzzled I looked at the two girls who were clearly excited, their cheeks flushed, eyes sparkling. Whats this? I asked. It was my girlfriend who answered. Dont question, just relax, dont fight it and enjoy. Shit, what had they got planned for me? They both took one of my hands and led me up the short path to the door, half reluctant, half eager to learn what they had planned I allowed them to lead me, knowing that in any case I could call a halt to things at any time. Cat rapped sharply on the door with her knuckles and instantly I heard the staccato tap of high heels on a wooden floor and the door opened to bleed light onto the dark street. The woman was Thai, tall, slender to the point of gauntness but her sharp feline features were elegant. She was dressed in a modern version of a traditional cheongsam, the embroidered silk hugged her slight curves, the high neck framing her long arched neck, the bodice stretched over small high breasts, the skirt sitting just above her knees revealing a long expanse of taut leg. She motioned us to follow her and we entered the house. Two doors led off a short hallway and she opened the first of the doors and as Cat and Lisa went into the room so did I. The room was surprisingly large but sparsely furnished, at one end was a small dais covered with thick pile carpet, at the nearer end just inside the room ten hard high backed chairs and in the corner a recorder was set up. I smiled, they were treating me to some sort of sex show. As she flicked a switch on the recorder and angled it at the dais the Thai woman smiled at me, an open smile, gentle and soft and from the hallway again I heard the sound of footstep. I anticipated the door opening and a bevy of beautiful oriental women coming in. Instead four short but heavily muscled Thai men came in, their skins appeared to be oiled and shone wetly in the light. I wondered what kind of show this would be with just four men when, as if they were one entity, they moved with snake-like speed and grabbed my arms pinioning them behind my back. I instinctively began to struggle fiercely. Im a big bloke, fit and strong and they were all much smaller than me but there were four of them, I didnt have a chance of freeing myself. Anger coursed through me bright and angry but then I remembered all this had been planned and I forced myself to relax. Go with the flow Pete, I told myself, this is just another game like any other. That was easier said than done, with all the other games I could stop them at any time. This was one where I was powerless and the fear that flooded through me as I realised that things were totally beyond my control was paralysing but intoxicating. Now I regretted telling Cat that Id love to be totally dominated but that I didnt think anyone could take every ounce of control from me. Now Id talked myself into a position where I had no authority whatsoever. Flooded with anger I forced it down knowing it was useless to resist, that I had to allow myself to be guided to do whatever they directed me to do. The four men pulled my arms and meekly I followed them to the stage. I saw Cat and my girlfriend grinning wickedly as they seated themselves near the stage, leaning forward avidly. At the centre of the stage I felt no embarrassment, sexually they couldnt do anything to me that hadnt been done before, there was no act they could make me do that would cause me shame, but God, the inability to call the shots if I so wanted was like a slow burning ember of anger that could ignite into futile rage at any second. The men held me in the centre of the stage their grip now relaxed. They realised that I had taken in the ramifications of my situation and that I would now submit knowing they could easily overpower me. The Thai woman stepped onto the stage and faced the two seated women. She began to address them in a low cultured voice with the slightest almost indiscernible trace of an Irish accent that gave a pleasingly musical lilt to her voice. Welcome Ladies, I am Phen your hostess. Today for your entertainment we perform an improvisational play The Birthday Party, not the rather well known Harold Pinter play but one of our own devising. Let me introduce our players. In the lead role we have Pete and playing important supporting roles we have Kiet, Niran, Udom and Fah. We hope you enjoy. From below I saw Cat and my girlfriend grinning. You fucking bitches, I shouted, my anger in full flower now, red and blooming. Phen grabbed a handful of my hair, her lip curled back over her small white teeth, her face contorted into ugliness. Dont you fucking dare talk to the ladies like that soldier boy. She was using her own accent and hearing the brutal words in that cultured voice made them more threatening. You be a good boy or youll regret it. They had me in their power and I fully believed that they had the capability to make me truly sorry if I wasnt compliant. Trying to empty my mind and relax my muscles I slumped slightly. Phen smiled and slowly she began to undo the elaborate cheongsam she wore. Her flawless skin was the colour of double cream, she revealed tiny but perfect breasts. They say more than a handful is a waste and hers were a perfect handful, they would fit exactly, tenderly into my cupped hand. Her areola were surprisingly big and dark, surmounted by long nipples which she pulled even longer as I watched. This part of the show I suddenly found arousing, a hunger to chew on those nipples while Cat and my girlfriend watched raced through me.