First Date

Being a single woman trying to date outright sucks. Men are mostly pigs and only want to flash an embarrassing dick pic. None have much substance and are really hard to find anything interesting to talk about.

After being pushed by a co-worker to give an acquaintance of his a chance I was beginning to think maybe I had finally found a nice guy. I was rather surprised too, being my co-worker was always hitting on me. For him to turn and introduce me to such a nice guy was not expected. However after 3 weeks of texting we decided to actually consider a date.

Rod lived about an hour away so dating hadn't really been an option. He asked how I would like to go out for a nice dinner, at a rather fancy place as he put it. He also suggested we hit up a haunted house afterwards, knowing that I was into scary kinds of attractions. I asked how we could dress for a fancy dinner, and a haunted house in the same night? He just said a short skirt and strap the heels on tight in case we have to run. I just laughed but agreed it did sound fun.

Fall weather was here but still comfortable. I did opt for a pair of tights though. I figured a nice red bodycon dress with black tights and heels would keep his attention.

We agreed to meet at the restaurant and go from there. He was quite a gentleman and very easy to look at, As well as talk to. I could sense he couldn't take his eyes off of me either. My attire was working. I had his full attention.

Dinner went well. We drove over across town to the haunted house, which was a rather large attraction. It drew large crowds from all over, and several signs at the entrance warned that you may feel scared, threatened, and at times could become part of the attraction. I laughed at the warnings. Rod grinned and said I shouldn't laugh.

People had been known to go in and never come out. Then he laughed. I told him I always thought it would be cool to be a part of a haunted house. I love scary things. After a lengthy wait and watching over a hundred people get corraled through the house, and many came out breathing hard and panicked I told Rod this was gonna be really fun. He just grinned and said I would never forget it.

As we went in of course it was dark, lots of strobes and people doing their best to scare us. I will admit it was a very good house. The total tour was suppose to take about 45mins. We had made it half way through and we entered a dark chamber.

Our group of 10 was surrounded by Grim reapers. We were are grabbed by the wrist and pulled toward the outer walls. Strobes made it hard to see but I could see we were all being held against the walls as a few reapers were now walking around with heads, as if we were being beheaded. It was kind of intense.

Suddenly I felt a cuff attach to my right wrist and almost as fast, a cuff was placed on my left wrist. Thinking it was an act I didn't really fight it, but then I noticed everyone else was moving on and being shoved out of the room. Someone grabbed my hair and suddenly I had a ballgag being shoved in my mouth.. and I was pinned against a St Andrews cross.

My wrist were now fastened to the cross stretched out. And my legs were then fitted with straps coming off the legs of the cross. I was spread out in an x.

Gagged and strapped to this cross and I couldn't really see who was left, or where Rod had gone. And why wasn't he stopping them.

Then I hear his voice... "Babe, don't worry. You were chosen to become a part of the show. You will stay bound to this cross. You are gonna be touched by every horny patron here.. as well as all the workers... and just to make sure you stay on the cross, I have a couple more things to do before the next group comes in. ".

He puts a blindfold over my eyes, then I feel him running his hands down around my crotch. He cuts the crotch of my tights out. The cross has a bracket that holds dildos and anal plugs... and I begin feeling something pressing into my ass. I cry out but it's no use.

The plug fills my ass and is locked into place. Then a dildo is also places in my pussy. It's dark in the room but I know my skirt has rode up and will be easy to see the things filling my holes.

Then one last thing is whispered..." Don't move babe.. these will keep you still, and we have also placed sensors around the room and when they are stepped on, your dildo will come to life and the anal plug will send a shock. I will expect you will put on quite a show. ".

I began to cry at the though of this. I knew the house stayed open for several more hours. Why was he letting them do this. Several workers began coming in the room and commenting how beautiful I was. How they couldn't wait until the house closes and they could have a turn with me. Several of them felt my tits. Then one hollered out "hey y'all watch her!".

Suddenly I felt the jolt of the shocks and the vibrator come to life. I screamed out but being restrained all I could do was take it. Over the next three hours and after many groups pass through I have had my tits pinched as they all just laughed. I

have had my legs strokes and a few were brave enough to feel my pussy and realize I had a dildo inside me. I was also forced to cum multiple times because of the dildo. I now feared what was coming at the end.

What did they mean take their turn?

I would all too soon find out. As the house closes down.. I was left on the cross for almost an hour. Suddenly 10 guys appeared and removed my blindfold. More items appeared around the room.

A saw horse and an upright stockade. I was removed from the cross and immediately pinned down in the stocks. My head and wrist secured, then chains were attached to my ankles spreading them apart.

My dress had been removed and now nipple clamps were hanging from my nipples. My gag was removed but before I could think to yell a cock was shoved in my mouth. I felt a whip strike my ass... and I started seeing all the guys pulling their cocks out.

One after one, they began taking turns raping my holes. I endured this for a couple of hours. I came over and over in shame. Rod was there also... just laughing. He told me I performed so well that he had made arrangements for me to stay and serve them again the next night.

Then he shoved his cock in my throat... and as he pounded my face I herd him tell Jim, my co-worker, to fuck me as hard and as long as he wanted. This was his chance to have me for as long as he wanted. I was absolutely confused and terrified.

Jim leaned in and told me this had been planned for months, and that once my job with the house was finished they had a basement set up to accommodate me long term. He said he had dreamed of the day he would have me tied up and chained in his torture chamber. He would enjoy fucking me every morning and every night.