A Quiet Weekend
by Amanda
Copyright© 2025 by Amanda
Erotica Sex Story: A quiet weekend for the girls turns into a weekend of fun and experiences that they didn't expect.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Mult Reluctant Humiliation Sadistic Spanking Exhibitionism Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Sex Toys .
It was Friday afternoon, and we all met at Carin and Damien’s house. The boys got busy packing the 4WD for their weekend fishing trip. We helped as much as we could because the sooner they were packed, the sooner they could leave. The kids were spending the weekend with friends as well, so that left Carin and me to enjoy the weekend alone. We were so looking forward to this weekend, one where we could just relax and do nothing if we liked because no one was expecting us anywhere.
Well, the car was finally packed, and the boys kissed us both goodbye and said, “No matter what you do, just enjoy yourself,” and we replied, “You can count on that.” Then they suggested that we go into town for dinner tonight so we didn’t have to worry about cooking. Well, we certainly weren’t going to argue with such a wonderful idea.
Carin and I headed back into the house when they had driven away and opened our first bottle of wine for the weekend. We got undressed and headed out into the yard to lie in the sun for a little while. It was so relaxing just lying there soaking up the sun and sipping on our wine.
After about an hour, we got up and headed into the house because it had started to cool down, and we had to think about getting ready to go out. Pouring another glass of wine, we went into the computer room to see who was online. It was strange, but none of the men we usually talked to were there, but we just thought, “Oh well, it is Friday night. I suppose they have probably gone out themselves.” So, on that note, we shut the machine down and headed off to have a shower and get ready to go out. Once ready, we turned off all the lights except for the lounge and headed into town.
Dinner was just perfect. The food tasted great, the wine was just right, and the conversation was most enjoyable as we talked about the fun we had all had together and how nice it is to be such friends as well. We sat there for what seemed like hours, just enjoying the freedom we had for the weekend. Little did we know that it was to be so short-lived.
Carin suggested that we headed home before she was no longer capable of driving. We giggled and laughed all the way home. The wine had gone to our heads a little bit, but who cared? We were enjoying ourselves. As we drove down the driveway, we noticed that the lounge-room light wasn’t on.
“Bugger,” Carin said, “Either the power has gone out or the bulb has blown again.” I knew that they had been having problems with that light lately, so it was of no surprise to either of us that it wasn’t on. We pulled into the garage, and Carin jumped out of the car and flicked on the switch. The light came on, so we just assumed it was the bulb had gone inside.
“That’s good,” she said, “At least we still have power.” No longer worried about the power, we just headed in the front door.
Just as we got into the house, 4 men jumped out of the shadows, and 2 grabbed Carin by the arms, and another 2 grabbed my arms. We panicked and started fighting back and screaming; not that this was going to help at all because their house was in the middle of nowhere with no close neighbors.
As we struggled, a light was turned on, and 4 more men were standing in front of us. We didn’t know who they were because they all had ski masks over their faces. One of the men standing in front of us finally spoke; he said, “No point screaming because no one can hear you, and by struggling, you will only get hurt.” I didn’t recognize this voice, and neither did Carin, I guessed from the look on her face.
I said, “Our husbands will be home shortly,” the man just laughed and said, “No, they won’t. I know they have gone away for the weekend and won’t be back until Sunday, so that gives us 2 nights and one day to do with you what we please.” One of the other men leaned forward and whispered into the ear of the man that was doing all the talking. “Good idea,” he said, and told the men holding us to put us down in the main bedroom and for 2 of them to stay and guard the door so we couldn’t get out.
Carin and I were taken down to the room and pushed onto the bed and told to behave or it could be a lot worse for us. As they closed the door behind them, Carin and I just looked at each other; we couldn’t believe what was happening. It was like a fantasy we had joked about together, but the reality was so much scarier than what we had ever thought.
Carin and I discussed the men to see if either of us had recognized any of them, but not one of them or a voice even sounded familiar yet. We did wonder because they seemed to know quite a bit about what was happening over the weekend. Before we had much more time to talk, we heard someone call out and tell the men at the door to bring us back into the lounge room.
The bedroom door swung open, and one of the men came inside and told us to get up and head for the lounge. We sat there for a moment wondering if we should fight for our freedom, but quickly realized that it would be silly because we were totally outnumbered. “Come on,” he said, “Don’t upset the boss.”
I got up off the bed, and Carin followed me out of the room. As we walked past the guy at the door, he grabbed Carin on the arse, which made her squeal and jump towards me. We walked close together down towards the lounge and could hear the other men talking and laughing. As we entered the lounge, they all turned and looked at us. They seemed very relaxed with what they were doing, sitting in the chairs and having a beer.
We were made to stand in the middle of the room and were totally surrounded by the 8 men. It seemed like ages before the boss, as he seemed to be, finally spoke. “Well, well, well,” he said, “What are we going to do with such 2 lovely ladies?” The other men just laughed, making us feel very insecure in the current surroundings.
“Don’t worry,” he said, “You won’t be harmed in any way unless you don’t do as you are told, and then we may have to administer appropriate punishment.”
“Do you understand this?” he asked. Carin and I both nodded in acknowledgment. Then the same man as before again leant over and whispered in the boss’s ear again. “Time for the first test,” he said, “You both look way too overdressed for such a relaxing weekend. Take off your clothes.”
We looked at each other in panic, not really knowing what to do. “Now come on ladies, we don’t have to start getting tough with you straight away, do we?”
The little bit of extra seriousness in his voice made us come back to reality and realize that we were not in control of this at all and would be much better off doing as we were told. So we started taking off our clothes as quickly as we could, out of panic more than anything. But he quickly said, “Slowly please, so we can enjoy the show.”
As we slowly undressed, we could hear quiet comments being made between the men, but couldn’t quite hear what they were saying due to the music currently playing. It wasn’t on loud but just enough for background noise to hide what was being said between them.
Once we were finally undressed, one of the men behind us was told to pick up our clothes and put them away so we can’t pick them up again. It was then that the man on the other side of the boss leant over and whispered in his ear. “Blindfold time,” he said.
“No,” I said, without even thinking. The boss just looked at me; all I could see were his eyes, and they seemed to laugh at me without him making a sound. The same man leaned over and spoke in the boss’s ear, “Yes, I agree,” he said, “She does need to be punished for such insolence.”
It was then that we realized that the man doing all the talking wasn’t really the boss here but only the spokesperson for the men sitting either side of him. “Blindfolds first,” he said, “so we can relax and take off our masks and our clothes.” They all laughed, which made us both feel a little threatened at this point, not knowing if we were going to be hurt or not.
Two of the men stepped forward with blindfolds that they must have had at the ready, just waiting for the order to be given. Once these were tied, neither of us could see a thing; these blindfolds were specially selected too make sure we couldn’t even get a peek. Standing there naked and blindfolded certainly makes you more aware of what is going on around you.
I could hear the men moving around; they must be getting undressed, I thought to myself. When everything seemed to go quiet again, the boss said, “Time for Andrea to realize whom the boss is; make her kneel on her hands and knees.”
I felt hands on my shoulders pushing me down towards the ground; I bent my knees and lowered myself to the ground. Once kneeling on the carpet, the boss said, “Who wants to give the punishment?” I heard many of the men saying, “I do,” so he picked someone and gave them their instructions. “For such insolence, she will receive a spanking.”
I felt someone come close beside me; I could feel his body heat close to me, then all of a sudden, he brushed my side, and I could tell he was now naked. I felt his hand on my back first, then I felt another hand gently rubbing over my arse; he seemed so gentle with me, it was almost like an intimacy of someone who knows you.
But all too soon, his hand came down hard against my naked butt. I jumped and yelped a bit with the force that he used on me. Then again, he rubbed my butt knowingly, making me enjoy what was being done to me. He did this for another nine times before he was told to stop. My butt was stinging from the spanking, but my pussy was also aching from the sensual touches that were also given. The boss said, “Next time, it will be more and harder. Do you also understand that, Carin?” I heard Carin answer,” Yes, very quickly. “ “OK, boys,” he said, “time to have some real fun.”
With that, I felt what seemed like a dozen hands on me all at once. Even though I was scared of what was happening, it was also turning me on very much. Being blindfolded and not knowing who is doing what to you and what could be next is very exciting. I was made to stay on my hands and knees, and I could feel hands on my butt and probing in my pussy. Then I felt someone in front of me, and a hard cock was offered to my mouth. At first, I didn’t open my mouth, but all the boss had to say was,” Andrea,” and I knew what he meant. So I then opened my mouth and took this hard cock deep into my mouth.
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