What are Friends for?

Emily and Julie, two good friends having lunch together.  Emily is almost forty and has been happily married for the past ten years.  Julie is just over forty and has been unlucky in love.  Both are very attractive women who look younger than their ages.

"So how's it going with your new fella, what's his name again?  Jim?" asked Emily, always hopeful Julie would find someone some day.

"Ugh, don't get me started.  Turns out he's been living with someone for a few years!  They're practically engaged.  I feel sorry for [b]that[/b] girl.  At least I found out now and was able to tell him off without being too hurt."

"Ouch, sorry babe, that sucks."

"Meh, I'll get over it, like I said I feel worse for that poor girl he's with.  You don't know how lucky you are, Em.  That Victor of yours is a good one."

Emily smiles wide, "Yeah, he's not too shabby."

"It's just so aggravating that there are guys like that out there.  And that they can get away with it!  Sometimes I wish I could just give them a few swift kicks in the nuts!"

Both of the ladies laugh loudly at this.  "Oh you never know, Jules, he might be into that and love it!"  They both laugh even louder.

"Oh Em, you're crazy!  But could you imagine?  Wow, what a stress reliever that would be!"

An idea started formulating in Emily's head.  "I'll bet.  Seriously, though.  If you had a guy who was willing to, you know, let you beat his balls a bit, would you?"

Julie laughed at first, but once she noticed Emily wasn't laughing, she simply stopped and stared at her.  "Emily, what exactly are you trying to tell me?"

"Well, what I'm saying is I might know someone who would be willing, if you wanted to that is.  No committments or anything, just a guy who you could tie up and take your frustrations out on, and best of all he'd thank you for it.  You interested?"

Julie's mouth hung wide open, wondering where this was coming from.  She knew Emily was always a little crass and pretty open about her sex life, it's some of the things she liked about her, but she never expected something like this.  Once she didn't answer right away, "Sorry, sorry Julie, forget I said anything.  I didn't mean to freak you out."

"No.  Don't be sorry.  Tell me more."

"Great, but no matter what, this can't leave this table.  Dead serious on this one, ok?"

"Jeez, now I really need to know.  Sure, whatever you say, so who is this guy and how would this work?"

"It's Victor."  Now that Julie's mouth is hanging open in shock yet again, let's leave the ladies to discuss the details, and introduce you to Victor.  He's an average guy, good person, loves his wife and treats her well.  What you wouldn't know, is that deep down he's a kinky boy.  He's very submissive sexually, and very much a masochist.  Unfortunately for him, Emily doesn't really share his kinks.  She indulges him from time to time, and he always loves it when she does, but he always craves it more often and with more intensity.  Little does he know, he's about to get his wish.

Fast forward to Friday night, Victor and Emily chatting over the dinner table.  Just the usual conversation, work, friends, family.  Then the subject of weekend plans came up.  Victor had nothing in mind, so Emily spoke up.  "Well, I did have an idea for us.  I was thinking how it's been awhile since I tied you up."  That got Victor's attention, in more ways than one.  "Oh really?" he asked.

"Yes.  So if you'd like, we could spend tomorrow with you tied to the bed and me teasing and torturing you.  What do you think?"  This week Emily discovered she has quite the talent for shocking people into looking like trout, as Victor sat there for a moment with his mouth agape.  "Uh, yeah, yeah, that sounds great.  So what did you have in mind?"

"Oh no, don't want to ruin any surprises.  In fact, let's just drop it for tonight.  After dinner, let's snuggle on the couch and watch a movie then head to bed.  Just leave tomorrow to me, all you'll need to do is let me tie you to the bed and then just take what you're given.  Ok?"  Victor can only nod.  The rest of the night is a mysterty to him as his thoughts constantly wander to tomorrow and what it might hold for him.  Excitement is an understatement.  Before he knows it, they're in bed ready to go to sleep.  But Victor is like a kid on Christmas Eve, and he wants to open his presents early.  He starts kissing Emily and cupping a breast, expecting to get shutdown but surprised when he doesn't.  Instead he feels her hands grope inside his boxers.  Quickly he's hard as she strokes him gently.  As they continue kissing, his own hand roams south, under her panties and on to her clit.  Gently he rubs as she moans into his mouth, all the while her hands dance around his cock.

Even though she's teasing him, he's not concerned.  They've played this game many times when they were too tired or not enough time for sex.  Instead they'd play with each other, taking turns.  First Emily would cum, then she'd return the favor.  And here she goes.  Emily's body starts tensing, she breaks the kiss so she can scream out "Yes" and "Oh my god!"  Victor plants kisses on her neck, slowing his massage of her sex as she eases down from her orgasmic high, finally stopping all together.  Emily smiles and gives him another kiss, "That was wonderful.  Well good night, we have a long day ahead of us!"  And just like that, she rolls over to go to sleep, pulling his arm around her so they can spoon.

"Um, sweetheart, do you think you could take care of me now?"

"No, silly.  You need to save it for tomorrow.  Here."  She moves his hand to her breast and grinds her butt into his erection, "That should help, now get some sleep!"  She gives him one final kiss before settling in.  Victor knows better than to push it, he doesn't want to jeopardize her plans for tomorrow.  It takes some time, thanks to his physical excitement and all of the possibilities running through his head for the weekend, but eventually sleep takes him as well.

Come morning, Emily awoke craving pancakes.  Victor was happy to oblige, "Sounds good, let's go to the diner."

"No, I want homemade pancakes.  Would you be a sweetheart and make us some?"  Victor knew it was futile to resist, so an hour later they were at the table enjoying breakfast.  He wanted nothing more than to get started or at least talk about what was to come, but Emily was feigning ignorance and chit chatting about nothing.  He started to worry she had forgotten all about it!

"So I was having lunch with Julie the other day.  Poor girl, just can't seem to find the right guy.  And she's getting kind of bitter about it.  What do you think about Julie?"

"I like her just fine, you know that."

"No, that's not what I mean.  If we weren't married, would you be into her?  Do you think she's cute or anything?"

Victor smells a trap, but answers anyway.  "Well yeah, I mean I never really thought about her like that, but she's attractive and fun to hang out with.  Where are you going with this?"  Truth is, Victor thinks she's pretty hot.  If he wasn't married, he definitely would be asking her out.

"Just curious, she seems to have a hard time with guys, wondering if you saw something I didn't.  Forget about it, why don't you clean up the table, I'm going to hop in the shower, come join me when you're done."  He didn't need to be told twice.  Breakfast was cleared quickly, and moments later he was showering with his wife.  It wasn't the experience he was hoping for, he tried to "help" her a few times but she shooed his hands away, and she kept her owns hands to herself.  They finished and toweled off.

"Once you're dry, don't bother getting dressed.  Go upstairs, get some toys out, put on the cuffs, sit on the bed and wait for me."  Victor did as he was told.  The cuffs were simple velcro straps that went on each wrist and ankle, with a metal D-ring on each.  He put those on and brought out all the basic toys he could find.  Mainly, a blindfold, ball gag, a couple vibrators and a few hitting implements.  They had some other items, but figured this was good enough.  So he sat naked, except for the cuffs, already hard from the anticipation, and waited.  Emily came upstairs wearing only a towel.  "Put on the ball gag, make it tight."  He did as told, but needed Emily's help to fasten it behind his head.  "Now lie back on the bed and spread 'em."  Again he complied, and Emily brought up the ropes that are always tied to the four feet of the bed and fastened one to each limb so that Victor was spread out very wide, not able to move much and certainly not going anywhere until Emily released him.  "Now let's put on this blindfold."  And now darkness.  Then the radio came on and she turned it up, so now he was blind and mostly deaf.  Victor lightly moaned around his gag when he felt her grab his cock.  She put something up against it, lying along the top of it if he were standing, then something being wrapped around holding it in place.  Once she turned it on, he realised it was one of the small vibrators.  It's about 6 inches long and fit nicely along the shaft, but where she put it would only keep him excited, and never make him cum,  Of course she was well aware of this.  Then she was at his ear, "I'm going to finish getting ready, just sit tight."  Then he was alone, or maybe he wasn't, he had no way to know for sure.  He only knew he couldn't move and his cock was dancing and vibrating, making him hornier by the second.

Meanwhile, Emily grabbed her phone and gave Julie a call, "Hey Jules, all set?  Great, see you in a bit!"  Then she went about getting ready herself.  She couldn't wait to see the look on Victor's face!

A half hour later, Victor is where we left him, but now with pre-cum oozing out of his cock.  Suddenly, the vibrator is removed, and then the radio is turned off.  A moment later Emily is back at his ear, "Now Victor, here's what I have planned for today.  I just want to make sure you're on board, because once we start we're not stopping until I say so.  Either nod or shake your head, does this sound good?"  Victor nods.  "Here's what's going to happen to you, you're going to stay tied up, you're going to be teased," a nod, "your balls are going to get beaten," a bigger nod, "you may not get to cum today," another nod, but slightly reluctant.  "And did I mention your balls getting beaten?  I can't stress that enough.  I know you're always saying how you want merciless torture like that, well today I think you're going to get it.  So are you sure that's what you want?"  No hesitation, just a big nod.

What Victor did not know was that this questioning was not for his benefit, but for Julie's.  She's been in the room the entire time.  Since she and Emily had lunch, she's been doing a little research online about S&M, mainly CBT, and was amazed at what she found, but she still couldn't believe any guy would do that willingly, let alone her best friend's husband!  She also couldn't believe how much the whole idea turned her on!  So even though she was very willing to take Emily up on her offer and "play" with Victor, she was still very apprehensive about hurting him.  The little Q&A session was to help put her mind at ease so she could relax and enjoy this.

The two of them had worked out how the day would go.  Emily hated the idea of hurting Victor, she only did it once in awhile because it seemed to make him happy.  So for her, this was a way to make his fantasies come true and help out a friend, while she had fun at the same time.  So Emily would deliver pleasure, while Julie dished out pain.  She handed Julie the small leather slapper, but didn't see what else she wanted.  "Tsk tsk, naughty boy, I said put out all the toys."  She went over to the nightstand and brought out a set of small leather straps.  It was a combination cock ring and ball spreader, which she snugly put in place.  Now each testicle was seperated and on display, completely vulnerable for what was to come.  Emily got up on the bed, straddling over Victor's head.  She motioned for Julie to get closer, but they were trying to keep her presence a surprise for now.  The girls brought a small clock in the room with a second hand.  Their plan to start was simple, Emily would play with his cock for a minute, Julie would torture it for a minute, rinse and repeat until they got bored.

As far as Victor knew, Emily was doing everything.  He felt her first licking and sucking his cockhead, but this only lasted a minute until he felt a light tap on his balls, followed by a few more.  He was surprised, and a little disappointed, by how gently she was hitting him.  But the next one got his attention making him grunt into the gag.  That was followed by about ten or so more, all with the same force.  Then they were gone, and he felt her hands gently stroking up and down his shaft, but the blows left him trying to catch his breath.

Julie had no idea how hard she should hit.  She figures those things are so sensitive, it shouldn't take much, so she started gentle.  After each one, she kept looking to Emily for guidance, each time she was motioning for her to go harder.  Finally, she said what the hell and gave them a good whack.  Em gave her the thumbs up, so she continued until the rest of her minute was up.  She really had to resist the temptation to keep going, damn was this exciting!

The stroking was short lived and was replaced by sqeezing on his balls this time.  She has one in each hand, and was slowly applying more pressure.  Quickly, it became overwhelimg and he started loudly moaning into the gag.  Then this too stopped and her mouth was back, now taking him fully inside her.  Now she was pinching his balls, god he hated that.  Back to stroking, firm and fast this time, but before he could even get close to cumming the slapping returned, harder than before.  He has no idea how long this went on.  She was just alternating from making him feel great to abusing him.  It was a bit maddening, but he loved it, especially when she started smothering him during the painful parts.

The ladies were having just as much fun.  Emily was enjoying the teasing, and when it was Julie's turn, Emily would sit back so his moans and screams would be muffled by her behind, and the vibrations they made felt great too.  As for Julie, she never felt this powerful before, and god was it making her wet!  She felt like she could do this all day, but something was missing.  At this point she was still too embarrassed to admit it out loud, but she wanted to see his face and hear him scream and beg.  So she motioned to Emily that she was ready to move on.

Finally, everything stopped.  No more hitting or stroking, and he felt Emily get off of the bed.  The radio came back on, the vibrator back on his cock, but this time a couple closthepins are attached to each testicle.  He was left alone again being teased and tortured at the same time.  He wasn't sure what got into Emily, she's never been this into it before, but he loves it!  Plus, it looks like she has a long day planned.  Victor only hopes he hasn't bitten off more than he can chew, but this is exactly what he's been wanting.

Meanwhile downstairs, "So what do you think so far?" asked Emily, "Seems like you were really into it."

Julie blushed a bit, "Did it show that much?"

"Hey, nothing to be embarrassed about, I'm glad you're enjoying it.  I'm sure Victor is too.  So why did you stop, want to try something different?"

She was reluctant to admit, but she figured if she couldn't tell Emily then who else?  "Actually, I could have kept doing that all day, but to be honest, even though I know it's hurting him, I want to be able to see it in his eyes.  I want him to be begging me to stop.  God, I sound like such a perverted freak, but this is so thrilling!" she said smiling.

"There's nothing wrong with that.  Ok, but I don't think I'm ready to let him know you're here yet.  I've got it..."

Victor has always had a love/hate relationship with the clips and pinching, and these have been on for awhile and are starting to get to him.  At least there's the teasing vibrator to help make it bearable, but he's hoping Emily comes back soon for whatever she has in store next.

"Oh Em, I don't know, are you sure you'd be ok with that?  It wouldn't be weird for you?"

"Absolutely.  As long as you're comfortable with it, it's fine by me.  I want you to enjoy yourself today.  So are we good?"

Julie takes a deep, excited breath, "Yeah, we're good.  Let's get back!"

Victor is relieved when the clips are removed, but only for a moment as new pain arrives when the blood flows back.  While moaning at the pain, the vibrator is removed as well, and to his surprise, so is the ball gag.  Moments later, the gag is replaced with Emily's pussy.  Victor wastes no time and starts licking and pleasing her, and is soon rewarded with her mouth on his cock.  They stay in this 69 position for quite some time, he doing his best to get her off, she doing her best to keep him on edge.  They're both successful as Emily sits up and cums loudly on his face, leaving his cock hard and neglected.  Once she settles down she rolls off and purrs into his ear, "Good boy, did you like making me cum?"

"Yes ma'am."

"Would you like to do that again for me?"

Victor is surprised, usually Emily is too sensitive to want more so soon, "Yes ma'am."

"Hmmmm, I don't think I believe you.  You're going to have to convince me."

Julie felt a little strange at first, watching her friends 69 each other as if it was a porno shoot just for her.  Instead, she closed her eyes and started touching herself, just listening to the sounds they were making.  She just teased herself, not wanting to cum just yet, until she heard Emily finish.  She stopped and opened her eyes as Emily got off the bed and motioned her to come over.  Now it was her turn to "convince" him to do it again.  She started simple, grabbing both his balls and rythmically squeezing.  Gently at first, but increasing the pressure with each squeeze.  It wasn't long before Victor was squriming, trying to get away, but to no avail.  She kept this up until he started moaning with every squeeze, but then that just encouraged her to squeeze harder starting to get lost in her excitement.  Finally, Victor's moans turned into one word, "Please."

Julie couldn't help herself as she whispered, "Please what?"

She was afraid she revealed herself, ruining the surprise, but he must be too wrapped up in what's happening to notice the different voice as he weakly responded, "Oh god, Emily, please stop."

Feeling bolder, she crawls up his body, puts her lips by his ear and whispers, "No."

Victor couldn't believe the pain Emily was causing him, and she hasn't even hit them!  He squirmed, moaned, then finally gave in, asking her to stop.  Something seemed different about her voice, but he chalked it up to his mind playing tricks from coping with the pain.  He was so relieved when she finally stopped her torments, and then felt her crawling up on top of him.  Feeling her breasts, wrapped in something lacy, drag along his body.  Was it his imagination, or did they seem bigger?  He assumed she was done with this game and ready to fuck him.  Instead, he felt her very close and simply whisper, "No."  That one word made his cock throb and bounce as she slowly crawled back down his body, and he knew he was in for a long day.

Once Julie was back down, she grabbed his balls again.  This time instead of squeezing, she slapped them.  Like the squeezing, she kept a steady rythym, one slap every couple of seconds, gradually hitting harder each time.  Already tender, it didn't take long for Victor to start his squriming and thrashing in his bonds, and shortly after the moaning and little yelps began.  Julie still couldn't believe anyone would willingly take this.  It was obvious he was in great pain, he knew what was going to happen, but he let himself be tied to the bed and is taking as much as he can.  With each slap she gets more comfortable.  Every hit she lets the kind and caring side give way to the sadistic bitch inside her.  She got such a rush just from hearing him say that one word, "Please."  She was determined to hear it again, and much more, so she doubled her efforts.

This is the part Victor enjoys most.  Nonstop smacking and helpless to stop it. Soon, he'll get to the point where he'll want it to stop, will beg her to stop, but deep down wants his pleas to fall on deaf ears and have it continue.  He's always wanting his limits pushed, but knows Emily is too kind to do so.  He doesn't blame her, he knows he's the odd one in this relationship, but it doesn't stop his cravings.  Suddenly, the slaps are coming quicker and he moans louder.  The moaning seems to spur her on and she keeps the pace but goes harder.  He tries to keep from crying out, from begging, he knows once he does the game might end since Emily doesn't quite understand that just because he's crying out for mercy that he doesn't really want it.  But she is relentless and he doesn't think he can hold out much longer.

Julie is starting to get lost in what she's doing.  She read about sub-space, but it feels like she's falling into some sort of domme-space.  It's like a drug and she can't get enough, watching him wince and struggle and squirm and moan and now starting to articulate the pain with ohs and ows.  But still not begging for mercy, and that's what she wants to hear, so she continues.  Without her realizing, her open hand turns into a fist, probably due to frustration for not yet getting what she wants.  Now the slaps are punches and she's quickly rewarded with that one word again, "Please."  That only encourages her to keep going.  "Ow, oh, please...please stop...no more, please, no more."

She has stopped caring about keeping herself secret awhile ago, "That's it Victor, beg.  Beg for me."  And he does.  He begs for it to stop, for mercy, for just a short respite from the torture.  He promises to do anything she wants, if only she'll stop.  Instead she taunts him, "No.  You're not doing it right.  Convince me," and her pace quickens.  She's oblivious to the look of worry on Emily's face.  All she sees is the suffering on his.  The suffering that she's causing.  The suffering that has her so hot!

For the first time, Victor is wondering if he's in over his head.  He and Emily have never discussed a safeword before.  Partly because he didn't want an out, and partly because she never even came close to making him need one.  Now he's seriously regretting it.  He's begging and pleading, but it won't end.  She wants to be convinced, but he has no idea how.  And he can't believe how hard is cock still is, betraying him.  Finally it clicks.  Convince her.  "Please, please let me lick your pussy again!"  And just like that, the beating stops.

"Well why didn't you say so?" Julie teases.  She lets go of his balls and moves her way up his body, turning around and ending up sitting on his face.  He licks once then stops.  Annoyed, she gives another smack to his balls and that gets him going.  She sighs in delight, sitting back and enjoying his tongue on her sex.

Victor is so relieved she stopped.  He can't believe this is Emily doing this to him, when it finally dawns on him...maybe it isn't?  The voice does sound different, and when she sits on his face he thinks she's a little bit heavier than before and is having a harder time breathing.  When he starts to lick he knows for sure this isn't Emily, and that realization freezes him in his tracks, but a quick smack to his balls makes whoever is on him irrelevant, he has a job to do.  So he does his best to please this stranger.  His mind races, wondering who it could be.  Did Emily hire someone?  A pro-domme or an escort?  Did she take an ad out on Craigslist?  It couldn't be a friend or co-worker...could it?  As he's trying to sort it out, the mystery woman suddenly pushes down harder on his face, cutting off his air supply completely, as an orgasm rips through her.  Just as he's afraid he'll pass out, she eases up giving him a chance to catch his breath...barely.  He slows and eventually stops licking, assuming she'll be too sensitive like Emily gets.

Quite simply, Julie has never had a better orgasm in her life.  As she comes back down, she purrs, "Good boy, Victor, I think you deserve a reward."  She motions for Emily to join in, but first gives his balls another smack.  "But I didn't say to stop, I want more!"  Instantly, she feels his tongue get back to work as Emily comes over and takes his cock into her mouth.  Like Victor, she can't believe how rock hard he still is.  She starts slowly, kissing and licking, doing her best to tease and keep him on edge.  Meanwhile, Julie is enjoying the ride, knowing it will take her much longer to come the second time around.

For now, Victor has stopped worrying about who is sitting on his face.  As he licks her towards another orgasm, his wife, at least he assumes it's Emily, is sucking on his cock.  At this point, he wouldn't be surprised if five different women are in the room with him.  He just wishes she would stop teasing and just let him explode in her mouth.  Now that he's been away from the pain for a bit, he is extremely horny.  But he has no illusions about cumming anytime soon, so he enjoys the sensations he is receiving and keeps his tongue busy.

The ladies keep this up until Julie cums two more times.  After the third, Julie leans forward, and surprising them both, she pulls Emily's mouth off his cock and replaces it with her own lips.  The two kiss passionately for a moment, while Victor keeps his tired tongue moving, oblivious to it all.  Julie is the first to break the kiss, "Victor honey, you can stop now.  That's a good boy."  They both reposition themselves and lie down on the bed, one on either side of the panting man, and idly trace their fingers on his, and each other's, body.

As they rest contentedly, Victor is still tense.  He's dying to know who's in the room with him.  He's hoping his sore balls are spared more abuse.  He's aching to cum.  He wants to be freed so he can get all of these things, but at the same time he desperately hopes he's denied so this game can continue.  This is exactly what he's been craving for so long and would hate to have it end now.  Still, he figures it won't hurt to ask, so he breaks the silence, "So, is one of you Emily?"

The girls laugh loudly.  Emily puts a finger to her lips to hush Julie and assures him, "I'm still here.  Are you having a good time?"

"Yes, very much, but who else is here?"

"Tsk tsk, that's still a secret.  She's just someone who likes to play rough.  Do you like it?"

"Yes ma'am."

"Good, I'm glad.  I was afraid it was a little too much for you.  I think our friend wants to play some more, are you ok with that?  She's really enjoying herself and I'd hate to disappoint her."

Victor took a deep breath, "To be honest it was a bit much, at least more than I've ever taken.  But this is exactly what I've been wanting, so yes, I'd like to play some more."

Julie leans into his ear and whispers, hoping to keep her voice disguised now that he's no longer distracted, "Are you sure you want more?  Are you sure you can take it?"

His cock responds before his voice, throbbing and bouncing off his stomach, "Y-yes, yes ma'am."

"Convince me!"

Victor starts asking for more, begging for more. All the while, Emily has started gently rubbing his cock with her fingers, while Julie has been gently rubbing herself with hers.  The girls let him go on for a bit, until Emily breaks in, "Ok, that's enough, you convinced me.  I'll let her play with you some more, but if she gets carried away I don't think I can stop her, so I hope you know what you're getting yourself into.  We're going to leave the room for a bit, but I have something which should help soothe your balls while we're gone."  Emily puts the vibrator back on his cock, while Julie puts a big glob of cream on her fingers and rubs it all over his balls and his cockhead.  They giggle as they leave the room.

At first the cream is cool and soothing, Victor even sighs in relief.  He hears the girls leave and tries to relax, but then the coolness fades and gets hotter, then hotter still.  Suddenly, his balls are on fire.  He moans and cries out, again squirming and thrashing in his bonds, but it's impossible to escape the constant burning.  He's guessing they put some kind of Icy Hot on him...he should have guessed.  He has no choice but to endure and wait for it to fade, and of course he's completely erect the entire time thanks to the vibrator.

The ladies are in the kitchen, grabbing a drink and quick snack.  Neither is sure what to say to the other, but Emily finally breaks the ice, "So what happened to you in there?  I thought I was going to have to drag you off of him, was worried for a bit."

Julie bites her lips and blushes, "Yeah, I know, sorry.  It was all such a huge rush.  I never felt so...so...I don't know, I can't really explain it."

"Turned on?" Emily adds with a grin.

"Well yeah, there's that, but so much more.  Sorry if I worried you, I'll try and hold back."

"Oh no, you better not.  Yeah, I was worried at the time, but you heard him...he loves it!  As long as you're not breaking my favorite toy, go to town.  Just one more thing though...about that kiss..."

"Oh god, I'm so embarrassed.  I don't know what came over me," then Julie smiled, "but you didn't seem to mind it much."

Now it was Emily's turn to blush, "Truth be told, you aren't the first woman I've kissed.  I've never considered myself gay, but I like playing with women as much as men."

"Em!  I had no idea!  Well you were my first."

"And?"

"And I wouldn't mind doing it again."

Emily smiled wide, "Oh boy, Victor is going to lose his mind.  Oh, that gives me an idea..."

He hears them come back in the room.  The vibrator is removed and he feels a warm wash cloth clean up the remaining Icy Hot.  Once clean, he can feel something being placed on his cock...it feels like a condom.  Victor is trying to not get his hopes up too much, fearing it's a trick, but his fears are set aside when he feels someone straddle him and slip his cock inside them.  He only hears a sigh, then Emily tells him, "Don't move, just lie still."  Whoever is on him doesn't move either, but now he hears something else.  Are they kissing?  Just the thought of his wife making out with another woman makes his cock twitch and throb.  They kiss and moan for a few minutes when suddenly his blindold is removed.  It takes a few seconds for his eyes to adjust, but when they do he can't believe what he's seeing.  It's Julie, Emily's friend.  And he's inside her.  And she's kissing his wife.  And his wife's hands are all over Julie's breasts.  He almost came just from the sight, and it took all his willpower not to buck his hips and thrust into her.

He just layed there silently, watching and yearning to be involved.  Julie was the first to stop, "Em, honey, his cock won't stop twitching.  Maybe we should let him play too?"  They both chuckled at that as Emily turned to speak to him, "Ok Victor, here's the game.  Julie really, really wants to hurt you some more, but I thought it would be fun if we untied you and the three of us just fuck for the rest of the day.  So we're going to leave it up to you.  Julie here is going to ride your cock, while I ride your face.  If you want to get untied and have us both, all you need to do is make me cum.  But, if you cum before I do, then Julie gets to have her fun with you.  Ready?"

Well that doesn't sound fair at all.  Like almost any guy, Victor has always dreamed about a three-way, but there was no way he'd last more than two minutes in his current state.  Plus, usually after he has an orgasm he doesn't want anything to do with S&M, it's why he likes the teasing so much, once he cums the games end.  He honestly doesn't know if he could take the abuse Julie is sure to dish out after he has an orgasm.  Before he can protest any of this, Emily is straddling his face.  Knowing he's stuck, he starts licking her with gusto just as Julie starts riding him for all she's worth.  The fear of the torture and his concentrating on his wife is helping him last longer than he thought he could, but he knows it's a losing battle.  Still, he tries all the old tricks.  Thinking about baseball, his job, kittens, anything but the fact that his wife's hot friend is fucking him.  But he's been through so much, been so excited, teased for so long that it's no use.  He's going to cum any second, so he gives in to it.

Emily and Julie are paying little attention to Victor.  He's more a sex toy than a person right now, the girls are too busy concentrating on each other.  Leaned in, kissing lips, stroking breasts.  Julie noticed he was lying still, making her do all the work, no doubt hoping to prolong things, but she'd have none of that.  Soon enough, he starts adding his own thrusts and she knows she has him.  Julie breaks their kiss, "Em, I think our boy's about to blow."

"Oh, such a shame.  Now Victor, you still have to finish me off you know.  So don't you dare stop just because you can't control yourself."  Both ladies giggle at this, "Also, Jules, his cock gets super senstiive after he cums, so you might want to ease up."  She winks and they go back to making out.

Seconds later, Victor has an immense orgasm, for the moment he's in pure bliss and has to force himself to focus enough to keep licking his wife.  But the bliss quickly fades as he realizes Julie hasn't stopped riding him, and it's too much, too intense.  He starts begging and screaming for it to stop, but his cries are muffled by his wife's pussy.

Emily moans as the screams vibrate against her, "Oh he doesn't like that, but god it feels good, don't stop."

Julie pants, "Don't worry, I want mine too."

They continue to kiss, and it isn't long when both women climax together, clinging to each other as they ride the wave, until the three of them are still, each trying to catch their breath.  Emily is the first to move, "Well, I think I need a shower and maybe a nap.  I'll leave you two to your fun."  She gets up, gives both of them a kiss and leaves the room.

Victor can't believe what just happened, or what's about to happen.  His wife abandoned him, leaving him in the hands of this sadistic hottie.  Without a word, Julie gets off of him, disposes of the condom and puts the ball gag back in his mouth.

"Don't want to disturb her nap with your screams, I plan on making this last awhile."

Love Potion No. 13

I usually write my stories imagining myself as the protagonist, which is why they’re usually first person, named after myself, and aren’t too over the top and harsh. In this case, the main character is a bit of a jerk and someone I’d never picture myself being, hence the third person and different name. Just wanted to state up top I don’t agree with what he does, but thought it was an interesting premise. Also this is loosely based on a bad 90’s movie Love Potion No. 9, so the science here is just as bad as that.

Love Potion No. 13

When it came to biochemistry, Jack was a genius. Currently a graduate student, his professors had no doubt he would go on to achieve great accomplishments. Curing diseases and improving our quality of life. Unfortunately, Jack didn’t care about any of that. As an only child of wealthy parents who died when he was young, he grew up mostly alone. For as brilliant as he was with the human body and its internal workings, he had no concept of how to deal with people on a social level. To make matters worse, he knew just how smart he was and wasn’t shy about it. It came across as a cocky arrogance that, even though he may have earned, annoyed everyone around him. He had no friends or family, and more importantly to him, never a girlfriend. He wasn’t an ugly man, but took little care in his appearance and clothes, and never dedicated any time to keep his body in as good of shape as his mind. Thanks to his wealth he’s been with a few women before. He first tried prostitutes when he turned 18 and had full access to his inheritance, but the experience, while enjoyable, felt empty. Even though they played the part well he knew it was a lie and they didn’t care about him. A couple other women showed interest, but they obviously only cared about his money, so the experience was even worse. At least the professionals were honest. The only disease Jack was interested in curing was his crushing loneliness and desire to be loved. He spent all of his spare time researching and experimenting on how to solve his problem. Instead of working on improving himself, he thought the answers were in biochemistry. After all, he reasoned, love is just a chemical reaction within the body. He just needed to figure out how to recreate it.

After a year of researching and several months of experimenting on mice, he thinks he finally has it. His biggest hurdle was ensuring they’d be attracted to him and not just fall in “love” with anyone around them. That and figuring out a suitable delivery system. Even Jack knew that directly drugging women is a line that shouldn’t be crossed. He came up with something he can drink that changes his biochemistry and his pheromones that would make any woman be instantly attracted to him. Well, in theory, anyway. Seems to work on the mice so far. No matter which one he gives it to, the male or the female, the other one is instantly attracted. It took a few iterations to find the right balance. Sometimes the effects were too minimal, a couple times they were so aggressive the affected mouse killed the drugged one. The thirteenth one appeared to be the charm. Every test shows the same results he wants and they wear off after four hours. He decided to call it Love Potion No. 13. Not the most original name, but he has no plans on sharing this with anyone, this is just for him.

Finally, he’s ready to test it on himself. He’d rather find some other test subject, but doesn’t want to risk anyone else finding out about it. After calculating the correct dosage he takes it and monitors his vitals and makes notes of any changes. Everything seems fine. He doesn’t notice anything wrong or different. As the fourth hour is almost up Jack starts to wonder if it even does a damn thing and he just wasted his time. Suddenly he hears someone entering the lab. Jack panics! It’s late Sunday night, who else would be here? He scrambles to hide what he’s doing when Diane walks in. She’s the closest thing to a rival that this school has for him. While not on the same level as Jack, Diane is brilliant and has earned his respect, but they’ve never really gotten along. She’s extremely competitive and hates constantly coming in second to him, but recognizes how smart he is. Honestly she’s really impressed, but he’s such an arrogant prick about it it drives her crazy! Which is why she doesn’t understand why she suddenly finds him so attractive.

Flushed, she walks over to him getting very close, “Hey Jack. I didn’t expect anyone else to be here. Whatcha working on?”

Jack is flummoxed and has no idea what’s happening. Instinctively, he backs away, “Um, nothing. Just doing some extra research.”

She giggles and keeps getting closer, “Wow, you’re so smart and work so hard. It’s really impressive!” She’s about to ask him out, or maybe kiss him? She asks herself what the hell she’s doing and shakes her head trying to clear it. “Sorry. Sorry. I uh, I don’t know what that was. I think I should go home and lay down. I’ll see you in class.” And as quickly as she came in she was gone. For as smart as Jack is it took him a few minutes to realize what just happened. His formula worked! She came in right as it was wearing off, but it was definitely affecting her. He had two doses left so spent the rest of the night making more. It was 2am by the time he left, but he had enough of his love potion to last him a while. He couldn’t wait to try it out and he knew just who to test it on. Rose is Diane’s roommate and in the mechanical engineering track, and he’s had a slight crush on her for months now. She was the top of her class and very cute as well. Jack was convinced tomorrow would be the start of his new life and he could barely sleep he was so excited.

The next day right after lunch, Jack brings a couple doses of the potion with him to the engineering building, hoping to run into Rose. As luck would have it, he finds her in a lab working on some sort of robotics project. With shaking hands he gulps down the potion, waits a few minutes, and goes into the room. Rose turns and gives him an apprehensive look. She never met Jack but knows him from what Diane told her. She raves about how smart he is, but also says he can come across as a condescending dick. She hopes he’s looking for someone else or wants something school related, but she braces herself for the worst. “Um, uh, hi. You’re Rose, right? My name's Jack.”

Instantly, her demeanor changes. She doesn’t know why she was so worried, he seems nice. And he’s so cute! She smiles wide, “Yeah, I know you. People say you’re a real bigshot in biochemistry. Like, you’re going to cure cancer or something. What’s up?”

She walks closer to him as she talks, but this time Jack is prepared and doesn’t slink away. He tries his best to make small talk, but is failing miserably. Fortunately for him it doesn’t matter what he says, she’s hooked. She takes the lead and suggests they go get some coffee, but instead of the shop on campus she takes him back to her apartment. Then instead of coffee, she takes him to her bedroom. It isn’t long until they’re both naked in bed. Jack is amazed! This is working exactly how he wanted. She genuinely feels love for him. He’s honestly not sure how he feels about her, but for the first time in his life someone loves him! The few times Jack has had sex in the past it was usually over pretty quickly, leaving everyone involved a little disappointed. But not this time. At fifteen minutes Jack was sure he was going to cum, but somehow held back. At thirty minutes he really wanted to cum, but couldn’t seem to push himself over the edge. At an hour he just wanted to stop. His out of shape body had no more energy, but Rose was pretty fit and wanted more. She rolled them over and took control riding away on him. Jack alternated between begging to cum and begging her to stop, but she was just as helpless as he was. She couldn’t stop herself and he had no power to stop her. The only difference was orgasms were no problem for her. It wasn’t until the three hour mark did her energy and enthusiasm start to die down, but at the same time Jack was finally able to get over the edge and exploded inside of her. He can’t remember if he passed out during the orgasm or shortly after, only that he was being gently shaken by Rose and told to wake up. He noticed it’s dark outside. How long has he been there, he wonders.

“Hey, Jack. Um, sorry, I don’t normally do this. Not sure what came over me, but it’s late and you should probably get going. I have an early class tomorrow.”

Of course. Once it wore off she has no interest in him. What was he thinking? He ponders if it would be worth it to just constantly take the potion as he says, “Yeah, sure, sorry. I won’t bother you again.”

To his surprise Rose said, “What? No! That’s not what I mean. I meant I don’t usually move this fast. I barely know you. We should have dinner or something, like a real date. Unless this was just a one time thing?”

Jack was shocked. Was this actually working? “Yeah, I mean no. I mean dinner would be great. Tomorrow night?”

Rose laughed, “I might need a few days to recover. Plus I have some work to catch up on since you pulled me away from it today. How about Friday?”

Jack quickly agreed and got an Uber to take him back to his place. He was on cloud nine, amazed that his plans worked so well so quickly. Except why couldn’t he cum? Did the potion somehow block that? He spent the week looking over his formula and performing some tests. Sure enough, while the potion was in his system for the four hours he just couldn’t have an orgasm no matter what he did. He wasn’t sure if this was good or bad. He made a note to look into trying to separate the two effects if possible, but for now would just try and time things a little better. Ideally, he won’t even need it anymore, but he brought some with him on his date just in case. Fortunately for him he did, because the date was going horribly. He had no idea what to say or what to do and Rose was obviously bored. As dinner ended and she declined his offers for dessert or a drink somewhere else, he excused himself and went to the bathroom. After downing his potion he returned and her interest in him suddenly renewed. He was also getting some looks from other women in the restaurant. He suggested again they get a drink somewhere else and Rose readily agreed. Jack wasn’t sure he couldn’t handle another sex marathon so wanted to kill some time first. She suggested a nearby dance club. Jack had never been dancing before and was very apprehensive, but remembered it didn’t matter if he stumbled across the floor and fell on his face, Rose would still be interested, so he agreed. Turned out dancing was easy when all she wants to do is be close and grind against you. Jack’s cock throbbed in time to the music as Rose rubbed up against it and dirty whispered in his ear, “I can’t wait to get this cock in me again. You fucked me so good the other day. It was th best sex of my life!” Jack really wanted to wait longer but couldn’t resist. They left the club and rushed back to her place. This time the sex lasted only two hours and Jack spent the night.

Over the next month that’s how their relationship went. Jack made every effort to not rely on his potion, but the second he thought things weren’t going well he’d give in and take some. They even had sex a few times without the potion, but it always ended in less than five minutes. Rose didn’t understand how Jack could be so damn sexy and a sex god one minute, then a boring dud who sucks in bed the next. So when he decided to break it off with her after a month, she was a little disappointed about not having earth shattering sex anymore, but aside from that not too broken up about it. Jack figured if he needs to rely on his potion he might as well branch out with other women on campus. For the month after the breakup he became the king of one night stands. It didn’t matter who she was, whether she was in a relationship already or not, or even her sexual preference, if Jack was interested and he drank his potion she would take him to bed. While the potion wasn’t addictive, the feeling he got from all these women wanting him was. He couldn’t get enough. But all the time he spent with them affected his studies and his grades. He was getting sloppy. So much so that not only was Diane about to surpass his GPA, but she also stumbled upon his notes he hastily left behind in the lab one day as he chased after another conquest. She was appalled and livid at what she found, but at least it explained why she was so into him that one day and how he’s suddenly so popular now.

At first she wanted to confront him and call him out for basically raping half the campus, but instead hatched a plan. She copied his notes and left them where she found them so Jack would be none the wiser. Instead of exposing him she studied them and was able to separate the love potion from the orgasm block. After confirming the results with her own tests she talked to Rose to let her know what Jack did to her. She was furious! Diane had to convince her not to go to the police and instead hear out her plan. After Rose calmed down a bit she was on board and the two put their plans in motion.

Meanwhile, Jack was living his dream.He no longer cared if he needed his potion to sustain a relationship. For now he was happy to keep sampling everyone and when he finally found a keeper he would focus on her. Being this wanted and loved by so many women, even if it was fleeting, was intoxicating for him. He kept meaning to figure out how to remove the orgasm block, but for now he used it to his advantage to build up a reputation as being amazing in bed. Spring break was approaching and he decided it might be best to take a break and spend it alone. Plus he’d been falling behind at school and should use the time to catch up. Friday afternoon before break and Jack was back in the lab, both making more of his potion and actually doing school work when Diane came in. He had forgotten all about her. After he and Rose broke up, she was especially cold to him and he did his best to avoid her. What on Earth was she doing here now? Suddenly that thought and any other thought left him. How did he never notice how beautiful Diane was? “Hey Jack, what are you doing? Please be honest with me, I find honesty a real turn on.” Jack instantly spilled his guts about everything he’d been up to. Diane asked him to give her his entire supply, which he did without hesitation. She then took him back to her place. He followed like an obedient puppy. Once there she asked him to sign a few forms. He didn’t even ask what they were, just signed and dated everywhere she pointed. Then she had him strip down and get into bed and he allowed her to very securely strap him to the bed, complete with a ball gag. Diane spent a lot of money to ensure he would not only be unable to escape, but be comfortable here long term. Once he was secure she left him alone, wanting the effects to wear off so he had a clear mind for what’s next.

For Jack the next couple hours were pure torture waiting for Diane to come back. Once the potion wore off the love he felt for her turned to rage and disgust at himself for giving up everything so easily. He’s smarter than that! Now that he knew she has his potion he was certain he wouldn’t let it affect him again. In the meantime he had to get out of there. He struggled to get free but it was no use, he was stuck. What on earth was she planning? His rage turned to fear as the door opened and both Diane and Rose came in. Rose asked, “Do you think it wore off yet?”

As Jack violently struggled to break free, Diane responds, “Looks like it. You know, Jack, I used to respect you, hell even admired you a little bit, but I couldn’t figure out how you became such a ladies man overnight. After All, you never came across as very friendly, but for a smart guy you’re pretty careless. You left some of your notes laying around and it was enough for me to piece together what you came up with. Not only did I recreate you’re formula but I improved upon it! Managed to separate out that nasty orgasm problem you had. You might not remember, but earlier you willingly signed a few forms for me. Rose here witnessed it. The first says you give up all rights to the formula to me. The second is a confession that you drugged and raped over a dozen women on campus. The first one is what I really care about, the confession is just insurance in case you try to fight it. Any questions?” Jack screamed obscenities into the gag and redoubled his efforts to break, but it was futile. He wasn’t going anywhere until Diane let him. “Damn, Rose, I think I pissed him off.”

“Good.”

“Wow, Jack, looks like you pissed her off, too. Turns out women don’t like being manipulated and raped. Who knew? She wants to take your confession and go to the police, but I convinced her we could settle this ourselves.” The look of fear in Jack’s eyes made both of them laugh. “Don’t worry. We’re not going to castrate you or anything.”

“Though I’m not completely ruling that out.”

“Oh stop. We have a better idea. Think of it as an ironic punishment.” Rose leaves the room and returns wheeling in some robotic contraption. “Rose whipped this up especially for you.” Diane picked up an oral syringe, “And I concocted this for you. Like I said, I managed to isolate the orgasm blocker. So if you drink this, you won’t be able to cum for four hours, but you won’t have the terrible side effect of us falling in love with you.” She pulled out another vial, “While if I take this one, you’ll be head over heels for me, but I can still cum as often as I want.” She pushed the syringe past the ball gag and into his mouth, forcing the liquid in. Jack had no choice but to swallow it. To his surprise, Diane lubed up his cock and started stroking him, getting it nice and hard in spite of himself. Meanwhile, Rose rolled her device over to him. It looked like a simple machine that moves up and down, with something connected on the end. As it got closer he recognized it as a Fleshlight. Their plans suddenly dawned on him as they put his cock in the device and turned it on. Instantly, it began stroking him at a steady, unrelenting pace. Diane pulls out her phone, “Rose set up a bluetooth connection on this. She’s so clever. I set the timer for three and a half hours, just to be safe. We’ll be back.” At first it felt good, great in fact. Since he’s trapped he relaxes and enjoys the sensations. Of course it didn’t take long before Jack wanted to cum.

And that’s where he stayed all day. Eventually the machine stopped and pulled all the way up, releasing his tortured cock to rest on his stomach. A few minutes later the ladies returned. Diane put an ice pack on his cock while Rose sat between his legs with his balls in her hands. They wanted to remove his gag to give him some water and a snack, and Rose threatened to punch his balls if he yelled for help, so he stayed silent and did whatever they asked. After the short break Diane replaced the gag and worked his cock back up again. She swapped out the fleshlight with a different attachment that fit snugly over the head of his cock. With the flip of a switch the whole thing started vibrating intensely, causing him to jump in his bonds. Despite his compliance, Rose gave him a quick punch in the balls anyway before laughing as they left him again to suffer alone.

The session ended like before, with the machine automatically leaving his penis and well before the potion would wear off and give him a chance to cum. This time Rose came in the room alone. Jack’s attitude went from desperate to hatred for her and how cruel she’s being. Then just as quickly he attitude softened. He knew what was happening. She’s using the love potion! He concentrated on the hatred, determined to use his great mind to overcome it, but it was fruitless. You can’t override body chemistry, of all people Jack knew this. Rose put the ice pack on his cock and asked, “Jack, I need to untie you and get you ready for bed, will you be a good boy and do whatever I ask?” Jack quickly and eagerly nodded. With a devilish smile she removes the gag and restraints, letting Jack use the bathroom and get some real food and drink in his system. “Ok, Jack, it’s almost time for bed but would you mind doing a couple favors for me first?” Of course he agreed. First he cooperated with her locking a chastity cage on his cock. She kept having to ice him down after all the teasing he endured and with how excited for her the potion was making him. Once it was secure she decided to have some fun. She made him kiss and worship her feet.

“Ow. Rose, something's wrong. My cock really hurts.”

“Oh, that’s just the tiny spikes in your cage. It’s ok, they make me happy. If you don’t want it to hurt just don’t get excited, ok?” Jack dumbly nodded in agreement and went back to worshiping. Rose couldn’t believe how much she enjoyed making this boy suffer. She was really getting turned on! Against her better judgement she had him stop while she removed her pants and underwear and made him lick her to orgasm. All the while Jack was in agony as his cock tried to get hard only to be impaled on the tiny spikes inside his cage. After Rose came, she secured Jack back on the bed, including the ball gag. Picking up her panties from the floor she wiped them on her crotch and placed them on Jack’s head, ensuring the wet spot was over his nose. She leaned in close to his ear, “Tell me Jack, do you like me?” He nodded. “Do you love me?” He nodded again. “Would you do anything for me?” Once again, he nodded. “Well I don’t love you. I could never love you. I fucking hate you. If you’ll do anything for me, then go fuck yourself. Sweet dreams,” and she shut off the lights and left the room. Jack was heart broken. Tears freely flowed from his eyes as he laid there helpless and sobbing. He wound up crying himself to sleep.

A few hours later Jack awoke in agony as his cock tried getting hard again. He panicked when he couldn’t move as it took a moment for him to remember where he was and what was happening. The panic gave way to rage as he remembered what Rose did to him and how she made him feel. He swore he’d get even somehow, but for now he could do nothing and eventually fell back asleep. He woke up several more times during the night, each time because his cock was trying to get hard. Jack managed to get some sleep, but it wasn’t very restful.

In the morning it was Diane who greeted him. “Morning. Rose told me what she did to you last night. Sounds pretty fucked up. So here’s the deal. She’s in the other room and is on the love potion. As long as you’re a good boy and do what I say, she won’t come in. But if you try anything funny she’s going to break your heart again and the punishment will be even worse. Got it? Meekly, Jack nodded. She removed the gag and restraints and let him use the bathroom and eat breakfast. Once the necessities were taken care of, she gave him the block potion and tied him back to the bed. After removing the cock cage she lubed his cock and got it hard again and set up the stroking machine and left.

This is how Jack spent his spring break. During the day he was hooked up to Rose’s machine and teased in three and a half hour sessions, with very short breaks in between. At night Rose would make him fall in love with her and break his heart, causing him to cry himself to sleep with the spiked cock cage locked in place. The first couple days his rage and fantasies of revenge kept him going. When the gag was removed, he wouldn’t say a word. Only giving them icy stares, but by Monday he was broken and could only beg for mercy, for forgiveness, to be let go, to be allowed to cum, anything to make this ordeal slightlly more bearable. Diane seemed to have a little sympathy for him, thinking that perhaps they’re going too far. But Rose was having none of that. As far as she was concerned he was getting off easy and should be in prison. Plus, and she would never admit this to Diane, but having Jack as their prisoner, teasing and torturing him, was a huge turn on for her! She knew about things like S&M and dominatrixes or whatever, but always thought that stuff was just for freaks. Turns out she’s one of the freaks! So no way was she going to end her fun just because Diane was getting cold feet. Tuesday Jack tried bartering. Offering them obscene amounts of money. Rose let him know they plan on getting rich off of his formula, and even thanked him for giving it to them. Wednesday all Jack could say was “please, no more” over and over again. Thursday he could only cry. Even Rose was starting to feel sympathy and thought maybe this was enough. She didn’t use the love potion that night when she tucked him in and spoke with Diane about ending his punishment tomorrow. She was relieved and quickly agreed.

So Friday morning they went into the room to ensure he won’t cause any more trouble and to let him go. As soon as he was freed he surprised them both by falling to his knees and literally begging to be let go. He promised to never research the formula. He promised them money. He promised to drop out of school. He even told them he’d turn himself in to the cops and confess everything, just please stop! Diane kept trying to tell him it was ok and to calm down, but Rose was speechless. Part of her felt bad, but a bigger part was loving this. If Diane wasn’t here she’d have his face buried between her legs right now. Instead she watches as Diane talks him down. “Ok, ok. We’re going to let you go, but we need to go over a few things with you first. Here, drink this.” She handed him a glass of water, but didn’t tell him it has the blocking potion in it as well. “Now why don’t you use our shower, you smell pretty ripe. Once you’re cleaned up and dressed the three of us can have a chat.” Jack simply nods and does as she says. The shower feels great on his sore body, except his cock. When the water hits it it feels like fire. Between the fucking machine constantly stroking him and the spiked chastity every night, his penis looks like it’s been put through a meatt grinder. But in spite of all that, he’s so incredibly horny he can’t help but touch himself. Miraculously he gets hard and gently begins stroking himself. Soon any pain or discomfort is irrelevant, he just needs to cum! A few minutes later he’s furiously stroking and realizing he still can’t. He thought that water tasted funny and realizes she slipped more of that potion in it. He’s still their prisoner. He forces his hand off his cock and cries as he finishes cleaning up. Once done he dries off and puts clothes on for the first time in a week.

Exiting the bathroom Diane leads him to a small kitchen table where the three of them sit and talk. Well, Diane does most of the talking, “So are you ok?”

Jack immediately loses his cool, “No, please let me cum! How can you be co cruel? I’m so, so sorry. Just please, let me cum. Just once.”

Diane tries to calm him again but Jack just keeps pleading. Rose suddenly has an idea, “Quiet, slave!” They both stopped cold and looked at her. She felt a rush come over her at the power she has over him.

After giving Rose a confused look, she continues, “Here’s the deal. We’re going to let you go, and once this wears off in a couple hours you can do whatever you need to do. But first you have to agree to a few things. First, obviously you can never tell anyone about what happened here. Second, you forget all about this stupid love potion of yours. Never research or look into it ever again. Third, find every woman you used it on and apologize to them. You don’t need to tell them about what you did, just apologize for being a jerk.”

They were silent for a moment, “Is that everything? Yes, of course, I’ll…”

Rose cut in, “You also need to ensure Diane finishes with a higher GPA than you.”

Diane was surprised, “What? No…”

This time Jack interrupted, “Sure, yeah, ok. I can either lower my grades or help you out. Whichever, that’s fine.”

Rose is beaming and wondering what else she should ask for. Before she can add anything else Diane ends it, “Ok, great. Remember, we still have your signed confession. We give you our word no one will ever know about this as long as you do those things we just asked. It’s just out insurance policy. Deal?” Jack nods and heads back to his own place. Knowing he still can’t cum he takes a nap, trying to catch up on the sleep he’s missed all week. He has a bizarre dream that he’s in a dungeon chained to the wall. Every woman he used his potion on is there and they take turns whipping his back. The pain is intense, but for some reason each strike turns him on more and more. The last person is Rose, and she’s the most ruthless. The blows come harder and harder until he wakes up just in time to feel himself have an intense orgasm and make a very large mess in his pants. After a week of teasing it ends with a wet dream, but he still feels incredibly horny. He pulls off his now sticky pants and underwear and strokes himself. He assumed it would take awhile but in under five minutes he was cumming again. He laid there, covered in his own mess, and fell back to sleep.

He slept most of the weekend and still wasn’t ready to go back to class on Monday, but he did anyway. True to his word, he tracked down every woman he slept with and apologized, he never once thought about making a new love potion, and he let his grades slip just enough so Diane would beat him. He offered her help several times, but she wanted little to do with him. He even decided to volunteer for a local sexual assault hotline. Aside from that and classes, he never interacted with anyone and kept completely to himself. And that’s how he spent the last few months of school until graduation. Just like he promised, Diane finished with top grades. Jack was close behind but didn’t care. He still had several great employment offers to choose from.

Jack had no intention of attending the graduation ceremony. He didn’t really see a point in it since he had no family to watch him. Surprisingly, it was Rose and Diane who convinced him otherwise. They were both impressed he not only kept to his word but was doing the volunteer work. Diane was also grateful for his discovery. She plans on going into business for herself, with Rose as a silent partner. Diane diluted the orgasm blocking formula and is marketing it as a sex enhancement product for men so they can last longer in bed. She has no plans of selling the love formula and hopes to keep it hidden from the world forever. With all of the money she’ll be making she plans to use it to fund some real research to help people and asks if Jack would work for her. When he started school this wasn’t his plan at all, but now thinks it’s a great idea and agrees.

After graduation, the three of them are at the campus pub. As Rose brings them a round of drinks to the table, she tells Jack, “You know, I never got an official apology like all the other women.”

Jack’s face went pale, “Jesus, I thought that, um, that week was...sorry.”

Rose put her hand around the empty vials in her pocket that she poured into her and Jack’s drinks. With a mischievous grin she took a big gulp of hers and leaned over to him, “That’s ok. I’m sure we can find a way for you to make it up to me.”