I did have all week to think about it and wonder. I could hardly think of anything else since every part of me ached as I slowly healed during the week. Several times during the week Alison made secret phone calls and came home with secret packages. As Friday neared I got more and more worried about what would happen. And more and more excited.
When I came home from work on Friday Alison was waiting for me. "We've got a big night ahead of us so get right upstairs and put on what I have laid out for you. Then wait for me in the appropriate position."
I didn't know what
she meant but I quickly went up to our bedroom to find my "presents" laid
out for me on our bed. I stripped and took the two packages of Fleet enemas
into the bathroom. I wasn't sure what that meant but it couldn't be good. It
took me fifteen minutes to do both enemas but I was clean. Then I put on the
leather thong, the two-inch collar and the wrist restraints. I knelt on the
floor at the foot of the bed with my head down to wait for Alison. These
were all new toys and I thought about what they might mean for the evening.
Maybe Alison would keep me for herself tonight!
"Put your hands behind your head," I finally heard after waiting what seemed
like hours. I briefly saw a flash of leather and a new Master lock and my
wrists were locked to the D-ring on the back of my collar. Alison pulled my
head up and my mouth dropped open. She looked incredible. She wore a black
leather outfit that tightly cinched her waist, pushed up and displayed her
beautiful tits and laced up both sides to tease with a glimpse of more skin.
I had pictured Alison like this in many fantasies but had never seen
anything like it in person.
Alison attached a leash to my collar and led me down the stairs. As she
wrapped the other end of the leash to the front door knob she said, "Pull
the door open when our company gets here and lead them down to the playroom.
I'll be waiting." She left the door slightly ajar and left for the playroom.
I waited with my eyes down still wondering what the evening would bring.
This time I didn't have long to wait. "Open" I heard and I pulled the door
open to reveal what the evening was bringing. Standing on our front porch
was a stunning young woman in a very tight, very revealing black leather
mini-dress with knee-high, high-heeled boots. She stood nearly six feet tall
in her heels and was solidly built. Alison is quite petite and completely
sexy. This Goddess fit the other end of my erotic fantasies. Her domineering
presence, her great tits and figure, her outfit made her the ideal Mistress
of my dreams. She looked to be able to dominate and control me regardless of
whether I agreed. And in her hand she held two leashes that were attached to
the rest of the evening's entertainment - two hard-bodied young men wearing
only tight leather mini-shorts and their collars and leashes. And nipple
rings. One of them was our own One from last week. Each carried a large
leather duffel bag.
"Please let me show you in," I managed to mumble, my dry throat barely able
to get out a whisper. I wondered if the neighbors were watching this little
show and what they might be thinking. "I'm Mistress Kathy but you will not
speak to me unless I tell you to," she said and grabbed my leash in her
other hand. It was like she was walking a pack of dogs as I led her and the
other mutts down the stairs to our playroom.
Our playroom is really more of what they call a great room. It's spacious
with a high vaulted ceiling. Heavy wooden posts hold up the 10" X 10" beams
that span the open space. It's furnished with our entertainment center, a
few chairs, the sofa, coffee table and a futon, leaving plenty of open play
space. Alison was sitting on the sofa sipping a glass of wine. She got up
and handed another glass to Mistress K. "Glad you could make it. I've been
looking forward to this all week."
"Me too. I understand this One over here thought he was a Master last week.
He likes to do that but tonight I'll show you what he really likes. And
we'll find out if that little man of yours can take as much as I was told he
can. The other one is for you. He's completely trained and will do whatever
you say and stay hard as long as you want him to. He is not allowed to cum
without permission."
The three of us stood silently watching the two Ladies have a calm
conversation. By now we were all breathing hard and our hard cocks strained
against their leather confines. This was, as they say, blowing my mind.
"Let's get warmed up, shall we. You two get the cuffs ready." My companions
silently put down their duffels, dug around in them and produced a number of
heavy leather cuffs. Each secured them on the other's wrists and ankles,
then fastened a pair to my ankles as well. "I like the way you have this
one's arms pinned," Mistress said and quickly attached the boys arms to
their collars like mine. "Now all of you get over here and attend to my
boots," she said sitting beside Alison.
The three of us dropped to our knees and crawled over to them. We licked and
kissed the sweet leather of Mistress K's boots till she kicked us away. "Too
much clothing. You boy, take their shorts off." She meant me so I crawled
over to the other two who stood to watch me.
Fortunately their shorts had a large zipper in the front so I managed to
grip it in my teeth. I pulled down One's zipper and his cock immediately
popped out of his pants. His shorts were still tight but I knew the routine
from last week - pull on one side then the other. One made sure to rub his
cock in my face every time I changed sides. Finally I got them clear of
One's hips and they fell to the floor. I crawled over to relieve Two Too of
his shorts.
I grabbed his zipper in my teeth and pulled it down but his cock didn't pop
out - it was too big and hard and caught in the shorts. It took me even
longer to work his shorts down over both TT's hips and cock. When I got to
see his full cock I understood why - it was the biggest thing I had ever
seen, at least 10 inches and near as big as my wrist. And Mistress K said it
was completely trained.
Mistress K saw me stare and laughed. "Don't worry, I've heard about you,
you'll get your chance to put that cock in your mouth. Now get his little
panties off." I struggled to my feet and One and TT dropped on either side
of me to take their turn pulling leather off my hips. With two of them it
didn't take long till we were all naked with our arms clipped to our
collars.
"I like the beams in here, it's almost like they built this house with a
little bondage in mind," Mistress K said pulling some ropes from a bag.
Mistress A got a ladder from the closet and brought it over to help Mistress
K get the ropes over the beams. "I don't know about the builders but I'm
pretty sure my little slut had something in mind when we bought it. I just
didn't know it at the time." Together they put three ropes over the central
beam, then spread them out. "Get over here now."
The three of us meekly approached and they put a rope through the d-ring on
each of our collars, then pulled us to our toes and tied the other ends
securely. Not enough to hang us but enough to keep our attention. "Let's get
ourselves warmed up on their worthless hides." Mistress K handed a cat to
Mistress A and pulled out a crop for herself. We were pretty much open to
what our Mistresses had in mind, since we didn't really have any choice.
Mistress K landed a good swat on TT's ass and he jumped and yelped. Then she
landed one on me, then One. She started a steady rhythm on all three of us,
keeping all of us jumping and yelping. Mistress A joined in the fun with a
stroke on One's chest. Both kept up steady beat, which had us all jumping
around. They also moved around and kept landing blows high and low, avoiding
only our cocks. If this was the warm up it promised to be a very hot night.
My cock was rock hard and I could see the other boys were equally turned on.
Mistress A was also hot. She stopped her blows and wiped her brow. Mistress
K stopped and joined her. "Well that was your first time, what do you
think?"
"I think I like it but it's making me hot in more ways than one." She
reached over and grabbed TT's cock. It looked like a baseball bat in her
hand. "I think I want this one paying some more attention to me." Mistress K
laughed and untied TT's rope. He dropped immediately to his knees. Mistress
A sat on the edge of one of the chairs and pointed to her sex. TT crawled
over and buried his face in her. Mistress A started moaning almost
immediately. We watched her lean back and pull TT by his hair deeper into
her. But our viewing pleasure was interrupted by Mistress K who started her
rhythmic beating on One and I using the cat that Mistress A had dropped.
Mistress K laid into us with a bit more enthusiasm than before and soon had
us both jumping around again. Mistress A shouted in pleasure and Mistress K
stopped her game. I looked at One, then down at my own body. We were both
colored red with welts for accents. And that was just Mistress A's first
orgasm.
"Time to begin the games," Mistress K said releasing our ropes from the
beam. "First up we'll have a tug of war." She gripped our cocks and dragged
us over in front of Mistress A. "Whoever wins the tug of war will help us
put the other slave into a, shall we say, somewhat uncomfortable position."
She took out a length of thin leather strip and tied a noose on each end.
She put one on the head of my cock and tightened it, then did the same to
One. She pushed us apart until the strap and our cocks were stretched tight.
"OK, when I say go, whoever pulls the other slave off the rug you're
standing on is the winner. Only rules are you have to stay standing and you
have to pull backwards just like a regular tug of war. Are you ready?"
I looked at One with wide eyes. I wasn't ready but I could see he was
getting set. Mistress A was sitting up now but kept TT's face at work in her
crotch.
"Go!"
I don't know if One had done anything like this before but he went right to
work, giving a hard yank on my cock (and on his). I took a step forward
before I knew it, then set my feet and started to pull back. It immediately
felt like my cock was being ripped off. It wasn't fun at all. One and I were
both sweating and groaning. Mistress A and Mistress K egged us on. It
occurred to me that One seemed perfectly willing to rip his own or my cock
off if that is what it took to win. This suddenly didn't seem like such a
good idea and I hesitated. One must have been watching and took advantage of
my lapse to yank again and pulled me all the way off the rug. The Mistresses
cheered and laughed. One grinned and would have done a victory dance if we
weren't still connected. I was just glad to still have my cock connected to
my body.
"You weenie, you didn't even try to win. I guess we'll just have to make
sure the penalty gets your attention." Mistress K unhooked One's wrists from
his collar and he quickly loosened the noose on his cock and rubbed it.
"Bring him over here to see what kind of fun we're going to have with him."
One snatched the strip on my cock and gave it another yank, leading me back
over to the beam between two posts. I hadn't noticed but there were
eye-hooks attached on both the beams and the posts at strategic points.
Apparently this was part of Mistress A's preparations for the week. One took
the chains Mistress K handed him and stood on a stool to run them through
the hooks in the top of the posts. He released my left wrist and immediately
attached it to the chain, then pulled the chain up through the hook and
secured it to itself with a small lock. He released my right wrist and did
the same, stretching my arms out to their fullest. I watched as he ran
chains through the hooks in the bottoms of the beams, then attached them to
the cuffs on my ankles. He pulled my left ankle way out and secured the
chain. Then he watched me with an evil grin as he slowly pulled my right
ankle further and further out, stretching my arms as well as my legs. Just
when I thought I was going to be pulled apart he stopped and secured the
chain. I was completely helpless and about as spread wide open as you could
be.
He wasn't the only one watching the process. Mistress A had laid TT on the
floor and straddled his monster cock. She slowly lowered herself down on his
cock as she watched the preparations for my torment. She looked like she was
in ecstasy as she slowly filled her cunt with cock. Mistress K watched it
all with delight. She reached again into her terrible bag of tricks and
extracted a large black bag that rattled as she lifted it. She reached into
the black bag and pulled out what looked like a small, black clothespin.
"These are my 'Little Nippers'. They're like clothespins but with a much
stronger spring. And since they're smaller they cover a smaller area so the
bite is really strong. Let's see how many we can get on this slave. We have
hundreds in here to work with."
Mistress K took a handful and slowly walked over to my spread-eagle form.
She snapped the first nipper on the tender skin on the underside of my left
arm just above my elbow. It was a little worse than a clothespin but not too
bad. Unfortunately I knew that clothespins work cumulatively, little by
little. Each one hurts a little more than the last one. And it's like it
goes back and makes all the other ones hurt more too. A few are easy to
handle. A lot hurt like hell. And Mistress K had lots and lots. She worked
her way up my underarm making a line of nippers with about a ΒΌ inch gap
between them. One took another handful and started matching her row with one
on my right side.
They both continued their nipper line through my pits and down my sides to
my hips. Then they turned the lines to go across my belly and meet at my
navel. The nippers are small enough that they managed to attach four in my
navel. Then they started on my legs, on the sensitive inside of my thighs
above my knees working toward my crotch. By the time they reached their goal
I was in a good deal of pain and moaning softly. They continued their lines
to the crack of my ass, then lined the crack with clips.
Mistress K stepped back to admire her work. "I like the way those look on
you. And I'm sure you want some more." She pointed down and One dropped to
the floor to attach more nippers to my feet. He put two on each toe and one
in the space between each toe. I had no idea my feet were that tender but it
definitely stepped up the pain level. "You look like you could use some
earrings," she said and snapped three on each ear lobe. Another soft spot.
Then she gripped my jaw and commanded, "Open up." I opened my mouth and she
put three or four on each of my lips. "Stick out your tongue," and she
snapped three more on my outstretched tongue. My nostrils each got a couple
and two more went between them. Now I was in some serious pain and she
hadn't even gotten to my genitals. She added a half dozen more to each
armpit.
Mistress A was really getting off on the show but even more so on TT's cock.
As Mistress K snapped three on each of my nipples Mistress came again with a
loud shout. I looked down as a nipper sent a shot of pain in the base of my
cock. I was hard as a rock even though the clips on my face and body didn't
feel that sexy. She slowly added nipper after nipper to my cock, working her
way up the underside. At the top she circled the head of my cock with clips,
then added another row on my foreskin. My cock seemed even harder, or maybe
the skin was just stretched tight. She pointed again and One walked behind
me. I felt my cheeks spread and yelled as he snapped several clips into my
asshole.
"And now for the best." Mistress K snapped a nipper on my ball sack,
followed by another and another till there wasn't a piece of skin left to
attack. She must have put fifty on my sack. "What do you think?"
Tears were rolling down my cheeks and I moaned as much as I could around the
clips in my mouth as Mistress A rose off TT's shaft and came over to me.
"But you forgot the very best one," she said and took a clip from Mistress
K. My eyes widened as she lifted my cock and carefully snapped a nipper into
my piss hole. She was right, this one seemed to hurt more than all the
others together. I moaned louder.
"Oh hush, we won't leave those on you for long. No more than an hour or
two!"
Now I really moaned because the other thing about clothespins is that they
slowly build in intensity, hurting more and more as they pinch you. It's a
pain you don't get used to. Mistress A lay on the couch and motioned for TT
to come over and fuck her. As advertised, his cock was as hard and big as
ever and he went right over to plunge into her cunt. Mistress K was laying
back in a chair with One on his knees, his tongue plunging into her cunt.
It was an incredibly hot scene but I would have appreciated it more if I was
one of the other participants. Each of the Mistresses kept their boys
working overtime and each came at least twice more. Mistress K finally
pushed One away and watched Mistress and TT. She casually picked up a long
crop and reached it over to stroke my clips. It was a soft almost loving
stroke but wherever the crop moved the clips I got a shot of pain. She
watched TT fuck Mistress as she played my clips like an instrument stroking
up and down the lines of clips with my moans of agony playing her tune.
I was so distracted that my eyes were closed and I couldn't even watch my
Mistress getting fucked, which was of course the original fantasy that got
us started. So I didn't see her get off the couch and walk over to my aching
body. I did feel it when she smacked my crotch and ignited all the nippers
on my cock and balls. I screamed and definitely opened my eyes. "You are
supposed to pay attention to your Mistress at all times, not get lost in
your own little world. I suppose we need to get these off you to get your
attention back." I desperately wanted the nippers off but knew that removing
each one would cause a jolt of pain as the blood rushed back into the
pinched skin. I should have been so lucky.
I screamed as a blast of pain bit into my left arm. When I neglected to pay
attention to Mistress K she decided to remove the clips with her crop. The
first one lay on the floor soon joined by the second and third. The
fire-bearing crop worked its way down one arm then the other following the
same pattern as when the clips went on. The pain was extreme but at least it
moved down my body. And between the sting of the crop and the relief in the
areas that were cleared my attention was definitely focused now.
Whipping the clips off my armpits seemed especially painful. Until she took
off the ones on my tits. She finished all the clips on my upper body and
started on my thighs. Then the ones on my ass. The ones One had put in my
asshole were held in place by my ass cheeks so it took Mistress K quite a
few strokes to get them out. "You better hold perfectly still now if you
don't want to get some real damage done," she said and smacked two clips off
my tongue. The whip was fractions of an inch from tearing into my face and
eyes so I did hold perfectly still, or at least as still as you can when you
are quaking in fear and pain.
"Now it gets fun," Mistress K said stopping and looking down at the
remainder of the nippers, which were all on my crotch. "Oh let me do this
part," my own Mistress said. For someone that didn't even want to spank me a
couple weeks ago she was really getting into the pain thing. "One, get his
prick out of the way. I want to clear off his balls first." One stepped
behind me, reached around to grab one of the clips on the head of my prick
and jerked it straight up. It was out of the way and pulled my balls out but
it hurt like hell. He pressed against my back and I could feel his hard
prick pressing against my ass. I don't know which he liked better, eating
Mistress K or hurting me but he was unquestionably horny.
Mistress A tapped the clips on my balls with the crop, measuring her
distance. Then she slapped off one clip and went back to tapping. She
continued this slow process until maybe half of the nippers were off. I
guess she wanted to make sure I got the full benefit of her attention. Then
she started quickly swatting the remaining clips one after another. Only she
wasn't quite so precise and every other stroke landed on my balls instead of
the clips. Maybe that's exactly what she intended. I can only say it hurt a
lot but fortunately they were fairly light strokes or I might have been
crippled.
Then Mistress turned her attention to my cock. One by one she knocked off
the nippers from the base of my cock up to the head. "You can let go now,"
she told One who sighed and released my cock. He stroked my balls and ass
and stepped away from me. Mistress carefully took aim and hit one of the
clips on the head of my cock. I screamed as she carefully ripped off one
after another from my poor cock. Just like when they went on, she saved the
best one for last. She paused a moment then slapped the last clip from my
cock hole. It felt like she was ripping my cock from the inside out. But my
cock was still rock hard. For good measure she landed a few more strokes on
my cock.
Mistress A was more turned on than ever. She pushed TT down on the floor and
mounted his trusty pole. I sagged in my chains. Whatever happens next, I
thought, I'm not going to let One beat me. Let him be the one being
tormented and I'll be the one helping our Mistresses. I didn't have long to
wait.
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