Marie's Game

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Someone to Watch Over Me pt. 2

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Someone to Watch Over Me

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"Let me get this straight, Victor. You want me to tie you up and just leave you there?"

That was Kat. We were old friends, probably best described as occasional fuck buddies. When we first met years ago I was immediately attracted to her. A shorter brunette with a very toned, fit and firm body. We tried dating, but for some reason it didn't work out. We enjoyed each other's company and the sex was sensational, but a real relationship just never worked for us. So now we're just friends, and when neither of us are seeing anyone else, we'll fool around from time to time. Because of this, she knows me pretty well. She knows all my kinks and fetishes, mostly how I like being tied up and teased. It was never really her thing, but she indulged me a few times.

It was the same with other girlfriends, they might try it and play along for me, but since they were never really into it, it just never truly satisfied me. That's when I found out about this sex toy for men. It's called the Venus 2000. Basically, it's a machine that sucks cock, but what really interested me were the speed settings. They boasted it could be used to tease and please, so I figured this could be my answer. It was pricey, but I thought what the hell? Once I got it, I experimented for a while but never found the perfect setting that would keep me turned on but not let me cum without manual intervention. Either it was too slow and not as exciting, or it would slowly ramp me up and I’d cum within 30-45 minutes. Either I’d hold out and it would just happen or I gave into my desires and turned up the speed. I really wanted to be forced to endure a multi-hour tease session and came up with a couple ideas. First, I managed to hack the device and add some programming to it. This allowed me to add pauses, change speeds, program however I want or even make it random. The results were perfect, it would get me close and tease the hell out of me, but I still couldn’t go longer than a half hour before giving in and speeding it up. I considered self-bondage, but that idea scared the hell out of me. What if something went wrong and I was stuck? Best case scenario someone finds me and I'm embarrassed as hell, worse case I die with a massive case of blue balls!

My second idea was to ask Kat to help. Since I was single I figured she'd be the perfect person to get me secured and check up on me from time to time to make sure I was okay. She'd recently broken up with someone and made it clear she didn’t want sex for now, but since she would only be babysitting me I didn't think she'd have a problem with it. Plus, I would stay there for as long as she wanted, so even the duration was out of my control.

As I'm explaining this she says, "If you just want to be teased we could do that. We've played that way before, I don’t mind stroking you for a bit."

Well that’s good to know, I thought. It surprised me based on what she was saying about no sex. Guess a simple hand job was different. "I know, but with this device it's constant and relentless. It will just stroke non-stop, keeping me on edge for as long as it's on. It won't get tired or bored or anything."

"Ok, so what am I supposed to do, just sit and watch? Not very exciting for me if you’re worried I’ll get bored."

"Well no, not if you don't want to. I just need someone to check on me once in a while to make sure I'm ok. And of course, to eventually let me go. But since I'll be tied up you can do whatever you want with me, as long as it doesn't interfere with the device."

"So if I want to go in the other room and watch a movie that's fine?"

"Sure."

"I'd probably have to gag you so you don't bother me."

"That's fine, honestly I'd prefer it. Just peek in on me from time to time."

She thought it over for a moment, "Okay, how long do you want to go for?"

I did a poor job of hiding my excitement by smiling wide, "I'll leave that up to you. I'd like to try around two hours, but as long as you're willing to stay."

"Well I'm supposed to meet up with a girlfriend for dinner and it’s already four o’clock, but I think I can make it work. Okay, fine, get out of your clothes and on the bed and show me how this toy of yours works."

I do everything she says, and before I know it I'm completely immobile with the Venus slowly working on my cock, occasionally pausing and starting, varying the speed and duration each time. I have it rigged to the ceiling so that my cock is pointing straight up in the air while it's being stroked and less likely to slip off. Kat's final touch is putting a gag in my mouth.

"Okay, you perv. I'm going to run out for a bit, I'll be right back." This concerns me as the whole point was to have someone here for my safety, so I start making as much noise as I can through the gag. "Oh relax, I'll be gone 20 minutes tops. Besides, you have plenty here to keep you busy." And just like that she's gone and I'm trapped. It doesn't take long for the device to start having an effect on me. Since I've done this before I know what to expect, but since this is the first time I’m truly helpless I’m much more excited than normal. After around 15 or 20 minutes I’m already wanting to cum, and would if I wasn’t tied up. Instead all I can do is get close, not quite on the edge, but like the edge of the edge, and that's where I stay and I know it won't stop until Kat allows it.

That's when I hear the front door and am relieved that she's back. It's a few minutes later when my bedroom door opens, and if it wasn't for the gag my jaw would have dropped. I guess she went home to change because she's wearing sexy lingerie and looking sensational. I can only moan in my gag. "Oh, do you like?" she asks innocently, twirling around to give me a show. "I didn't think I was properly dressed. Did you really think I was going to sit in the other room while you're like this? It's been over a half hour, from what you've told me you should really be feeling it by now, which means you'll be very obedient if you want me to let you go. So we're going to remove the gag and I'm going to sit on your face. Better try real hard to make me happy."

As soon as the gag is out I tell her, "My god, you look so fucking hot!"

"Oh you sweet talker, now shut up and get to work." And just like that she's on my mouth and I start sucking and licking her pussy. Just seeing her and having her on top of me drives me crazy. Now I’m desperate to cum and would be begging if my mouth wasn’t full. Instead the random stroking continues and I'm no closer to cumming than I was 10 minutes ago, and I won't be any closer 10 minutes from now, or for however long Kat decides to keep me here. Since I can't speed things up, I concentrate all my efforts in getting her off. Part of me is hoping if I do a good enough job she'll reward me by untying me so I can fuck her. Oral sex was always foreplay for her, no matter how long I go or how often she cums, she always craves a cock inside her after, and I'm hoping the same happens here. Imagine my surprise when after her third orgasm she staggers off the bed and instead of freeing me replaces the gag and tells me, “Good boy,” before leaving the room  All I can do is moan into the gag and await her return, which I realize may be a while as I can hear the shower running.

As I lay there waiting I’m both loving and hating it, but definitely getting exactly what I wanted as I’m being teased for longer than I’ve ever managed before. Some time later the door opens again and Kat is there wearing only a towel, her hair still damp from the shower. “It’s been over an hour, how you doing?” I can only moan and whine through the gag. “What’s the matter, Victor? More than you imagined? Too much for you to take?” I don’t want to admit it is so I only whine again and shake my head in response. “How many times when we were fooling around would you pester and beg me to tease you, and I would, but it was never enough. It was kinda boring for me and selfish of you to keep asking. But this...this is a great idea! You’re getting exactly what you thought you wanted and all I have to do is nothing!” The towel dropped revealing her gorgeous, nude body as she slowly walked toward me, “You said you wanted two hours...nope. I’m going to keep you like this all night, baby! I changed plans with my friend, she’s coming over here. We’re going to order pizza and watch a movie. Maybe I’ll tell her what we’re doing and show her what a pervy little slut you are.” She got back on the bed, straddling my head. I could smell her excitement rising again, but with the gag and ropes could do nothing about it. “You remember Sophie? Imagine if she saw you like this. You’d never be able to look her in the eyes again! Or maybe I’ll just say I’m house sitting for you and you’ll need to be quiet to keep this our little secret. I haven’t decided yet.” She lowers herself so my nose is almost buried in her. I can still breathe, just barely, but her scent overwhelms me making my cock surge. “Do you think she’d be disgusted? Or maybe she’d want to sit where I am. Would you like that? Forced to please both of us while your poor cock gets teased non-stop. Fuck! I really need to get dressed but want to feel your tongue again. I’ll just settle for this…” Her hand slid down her body and began to massage herself, slowly rubbing at first but quickly picking up speed and soon she was cumming on my face. Once again when she was calm she got off the bed and told me to behave myself and left the room, closing the door behind her.

As I lay there wondering which I’d prefer my mind drifted to Sophie. Her and Kat were close friends, and I had spent time with them on numerous occasions. She seemed like a good person, fun to be around, and she was just as beautiful as Kat. She’s blonde and much taller than Kat. While her body wasn’t as fit, she had perfect curves in the right places. The only thing that ever prevented me from asking her out was my “relationship” with Kat that she knew all about and my assumption that it would be too weird for everyone. She’d probably take one look at me like this and leave disgusted. Like Kat said, I’d never be able to look her in the eyes again. Of course in my current state my mind instead focused on the fantasy of her being turned on by it and joining in, which only helped to tease myself even more. In reality I didn’t want to risk being found out or calling Kat’s bluff, so I did my best to keep quiet once I heard voices outside my door. I had a small apartment with basically three rooms; the front door opened into the kitchen, leading to the living room and bathroom, and finally my bedroom. As the conversation slowed and the TV started playing, my mind began to drift. It had to have been around two hours by now and I wasn’t sure how much more I could take. I didn’t know which I needed more, an orgasm or just have this damn machine shut off! At some point I started moaning again and didn’t even realize until the door opened, startling me back to focus.

Thankfully, it was only Kat as she got close to me and whispered, “Just checking in. You know we could hear you? Better behave, but to be honest hearing you and knowing you’re in here is turning me on again. Here, let me prove it.” She quickly slid off her pants and underwear, then put her pants back on and her underwear over my face, both obscuring my vision and allowing me to smell her scent and nothing else. I heard my door open and close as she left me to stew in both my juices and hers. Time lost all meaning with only two of my senses able to register anything, the nerve endings of my impossibly hard cock and the aroma from her panties. Eventually it became too much and I furiously struggled to break free from my bonds, no longer caring who heard me. I just knew I needed this to end one way or another. I was so lost in my desperation I didn’t hear the door open or the voices. It wasn’t until the toy was pulled off my cock and the panties off my head did I realize what was happening. Both Kat and Sophie were standing next to the bed looking at my naked, bound body. Sophie with a look of shock, Kat with a bit of concern but mostly lust.

Sophie broke the silence, “Holy shit! You weren’t joking! How long has he been like this?”

Kat checked the time on her phone, after taking a quick pic of me despite my muffled protests. “Looks like a little over three hours. He always talked about how much he wanted this, but looks like I broke him. What do you think, Victor? Had enough?”

She finally removed the gag from my mouth, “Yes! Please, no more! Let me cum now, please!”

Sophie couldn’t help but giggle a little while Kat flat out laughed at my pleading, “Hmm, maybe just a little break before round two. What do you think, Soph?”

“Oh, shit, I can’t decide that. How the hell did he last three hours, anyway? No guy has that kind of stamina.” Kat made me explain to her how the machine worked and why I wanted to do this. I’m sure I was all kinds of red in the face, embarrassed at not only being in this helpless situation, but also having to explain my secret kinks to her. Naturally, none of this stopped my cock from staying at complete attention. Once I finished, Sophie’s eyes were wide, but her shock didn’t stop her from reaching out and very softly caressing my cock, causing it to jump around on my stomach. “Wow, I bet you’d cum in seconds if I stroked you, huh?”

My eyes screwed shut, “Yes, yes, please god, yes!”

Kat ordered, “Hey, look at her while you beg,” and for some reason I immediately obeyed and forced myself to keep eye contact with her.

“I’m kind of torn, part of me wants to see how much would cum out, but another part likes seeing you so crazy horny.” She kept lazily caressing my cock as she thought for a moment, “I have an idea, we’ll let your cock decide! We’re gonna leave the room for five minutes. If your cock is still hard when we come back more teasing, if it’s soft we’ll let you go. What do you think, Kat?”

She laughed again, “Sure, sounds good to me.”

“Cool! Who knows, if you can control yourself maybe I’ll even reward you with a blowjob. Imagine my lips all over your big cock and then taking you deep into my mouth until you finally explode. God, I hope I don’t drown! Anyway, five minutes.” They left and closed the door. For the first couple minutes my mind couldn’t help but picture Sophie sucking my cock, which of course kept my erection standing tall. I finally forced it aside and started using all the old tricks, thinking of family members, baseball statistics, boring stuff about my job...and it was working! As my breathing slowed my cock was gradually softening, that is until the door opened and both Kat and Sophie were standing there in only their bras and panties. It was a dirty trick and I didn’t stand a chance as my cock instantly sprang back to life before they were two steps into the room.

I moaned and began begging them to stop and to let me go. Sophie shook her head, “I dunno, we had a deal. It’s not our fault you can’t control yourself. But I’ll leave it up to Kat, this was her game after all.”

“No, this was his idea. I’m just helping out. But you have a good point. I’ll bet if he won and you backed out of the blowjob he’d be pretty upset. So guess it’s only fair.” Next thing I know Sophie is putting the gag back in my mouth while Kat is putting the toy back onto my cock. I’m in shock while they do this. They must be joking or bluffing. They can’t possibly be serious about tormenting me any further. By the time I fully realize what’s happening, I begin thrashing and shaking my head, begging them to let me go, but of course they only hear muffled noises and my limited movements are futile.

Sophie seems to have second thoughts, “Hey, I don’t know about this. Maybe he’s had enough?”

Kat studies me for a second, “Nah. That’s one of his things. He likes to beg you to stop, but deep down he gets off on you saying no and doing it anyway. Trust me, he wants this.” Normally she’s right, but not this time. I truly want this to end, but instead the machine is turned back on and it goes back to work mindlessly teasing me. “C’mon, let’s finish the movie, we’ll check on him after.” I’m still shaking my head, but Sophie reluctantly agrees and they leave me alone. The break, as short as it was, turned out to be a lifesaver as I was able to handle this round of teasing a little better. At first, anyway, but soon my lust and frustration return to their previous levels and I am desperate to cum. I’m left in this state for at least another half hour, but I can’t really be sure. Maybe it was only ten minutes, maybe it was two hours, I only know when they finally return, fully clothed this time, my eyes are full of tears as I plead for mercy through the gag.

In answer to my prayers, Kat turns off the toy and says, “We’ve been talking and think you’ve had enough, but wanted to give you a choice. We’ll stop now, even have this thing make you cum, or Sophie here can give you that blowjob she mentioned earlier.” My eyes went wide and I began nodding furiously, “Hold on there, big guy. There’s a catch. If you want the blowjob you have to suffer through another movie. What do you think?” She removes the gag and as tempting as it is, there’s no way I can suffer through another couple hours of teasing and immediately tell them so.

Sophie leans down by my head, wipes a few tears off my face, and sexily whispers into my ear, “Are you sure? I was feeling sorry for you at first, but Kat convinced me you really like this and probably want more. And I know you’d love to feel me sucking that poor, horny cock of yours. Did I mention I can deep throat you? I could make you cum so much harder than this silly toy. You have no idea.”

Fuck, that sounds so good! I doubt I’ll ever get this offer from her again, and it’s so tempting to say yes...but I can’t. I just can’t take any more. “Oh god, I want that so bad, but I can’t handle any more teasing. Please just let me cum!”

She had a pouty expression, “Fine. Your loss. Enjoy fucking a machine.”

Kat couldn’t help but laugh at her, “Bet you never thought you’d see the day where a guy turns you down to suck him off.”

That only seemed to make her mad, “It’s not funny!” She turned back to me, “Now you have to get my permission to cum.” She had Kat show her how to use the manual controls and started it up again but on the slowest setting, “Here’s the deal. When you get real close you have to beg me for permission and I’ll decide if you’re ready or not. I promise I’ll let you soon, but I think you deserve just a little more of this for turning me down.”

I wanted to argue but was in no position, so meekly replied, “Whatever you say, Sophie.”

She smiled wide at that and asked Kat, “Sound good to you?”

Kat laughed again, “Whatever you say, Sophie,” then they both laughed. Despite my insane levels of frustration, the slowest speed was still not enough to bring me to the edge. Maybe it would after an extreme amount of time, but fortunately neither of us had the patience and Sophie gradually increased the speed.

That was doing the trick. It was still slower than I’d prefer, but it was finally taking me to the place I’ve been craving for hours now. I wasn’t shy about letting them both know what it was doing to me. “Don’t forget to beg permission. If you cum without my say so we might leave you here all night!”

I was 99% sure that was an empty threat, but didn’t dare risk it. Once I was seconds away I begged, “Please, Sophie, please may I cum?”

She immediately shut it off, leaving my cock to throb in the tube while she told me, “No, I don’t think you’re quite ready yet. Take a break and we’ll try again. Also, why don’t you call me ‘Miss Sophie?’”

Defeated, I simply replied, “Yes, Miss Sophie,” which caused her to giggle uncontrollably. After letting me rest a few minutes she turned it on again at the same slow speed. She edged me seven or eight times this way. I was losing count and my mind! After the latest denial I was broken, “Please, Miss Sophie, please let me cum! I’ll do anything for you, please, please, please!”

She arched her eyebrow, “Anything? Really? Fine, if you’ll do anything then beg me to not let you cum.”

I was flummoxed and didn’t hide it well, “I, uh, but, uh, um…”

“You should be a little more careful when you say anything. Okay, I’m getting bored anyway. You have my permission to cum.” I was thrilled as she started the machine again. It was still at the same slow speed, but I didn’t care. Part of me feared she was playing another game and would deny me again, but my hope won out as I grew closer and closer. Even though she already said I could, I found myself begging for permission anyway. Instead of a response she simply turned the machine up to full. It surprised me, but not enough to stop an orgasm. I had never cum so hard in my life! My eyes were sealed shut, both from the overwhelming sensations, but also so I wouldn’t have to see the two of them watching me. The machine kept going, milking me dry, but soon the elation of release quickly turned into sensation overload. Instead of each stroke bringing me pleasure it became torture as my now super sensitive cock was being assaulted at high speed.

“Please, Sophie, please stop, please make it stop, too much, it’s too much…”

She smiled at me, “It’s Miss Sophie, remember? Besides, isn’t this what you’ve been begging for all night? Isn’t this what you wanted? I don’t understand, doesn’t it feel good?”

It was so hard to form words, “No, too good, too much, please, Miss Sophie, please stop!”

Instead she leaned in close again to whisper, “You know if that was my mouth I would have stopped. I would have made you feel even better than that thing and you’d be laying there thinking you were the luckiest guy on the planet. But no, you got impatient.” All I could do was repeat “please” over and over again while Sophie simply watched my expressions from a few inches away until finally the damn thing stopped and I sagged into the beg, desperately trying to catch my breath. Sophie quickly turned back to Kat, “Hey, what the hell?”

“C’mon, Soph. He’s had enough and you had your fun. I’m bored. Let him up and we can all watch TV together.” She grudgingly agreed and left the room while Kat freed my ankles and wrists. “I’ll let you clean yourself up. Come join us in the living room when you’re ready. Hope that was as much fun as you imagined!” She gave me a quick kiss and went to join Sophie in the other room. I didn’t move for several minutes, simply relaxing and replaying what I just experienced. I’m thrilled it happened, but also not sure if I ever want to do it again. But that’s a worry for tomorrow Victor. Right now I just want to clean up and get some food. I grab some tissues and clean myself off as best I can after removing the tube, then put on my robe and dash through the living room to the bathroom, trying to ignore the whistles and catcalls from the girls. After a nice, warm shower I throw on some sweats and a t-shirt and join them on the couch. I’m terribly self-conscious even though they both seem indifferent to everything that just happened. I eat some pizza while we watch TV together.

As it starts getting late, the ladies decide they need to head home. Everything still feels very surreal to me as I hug and kiss them goodbye. I almost start to wonder if this even really happened or was it just a fantasy in my head until Sophie says, “This was fun! We should do it again sometime,” then winks as they walk away.

The Curse

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Lucky Man

Victor was a very lucky man. The day he turned eighteen, on a whim really, he bought a lottery ticket. Growing up he watched his mom play all the time and never win a damn thing, but this time he won. Not only that, but it was the biggest jackpot in that game’s history. After ensuring his family was set for life, he wisely invested a large amount and was a billionaire by the time he turned 21. Even though he didn’t need to, he went to college after highschool. Partly for the knowledge and general experience, but mainly for social reasons. He wanted to meet new friends, find a girl, fall in love and get married. Once he got there he realized two big problems to his plans. The first was people trying to take advantage of him for his money. After a few bad experiences with would-be gold diggers, he found it very hard to trust anyone he met. The second was his secret desire to submit to a woman. He discovered he was a very kinky boy.  He was drawn to the idea of being a woman’s slave. Visions of being tied up, spanked and whipped, teased and denied, dominated his mind. He wanted to explore these feelings, but had no idea how with his current trust issues. One night while searching online for some adult entertainment, it finally hit him.

He typed into the search bar “professional dominatrix” and spent the rest of the evening looking up and researching every pro domme within a 50 mile radius of him. He thought it was the perfect arrangement. He had no worries about being taken advantage of, it was a straightforward business transaction. He would pay their fee and they’d fulfill his fantasies for a few hours. In a way it was much more honest than the women he’d met in college. After spending a few hours that night he picked the one who’s listed interests best matched his own and he also found physically attractive. She called herself Mistress Alexandra and she was gorgeous. According to her site she was 5’5” and a D cup. The pictures showed a beautiful woman with long blonde hair. She was very curvy,  just his type. Once he had decided, he filled out an initial contact form on her site. After submitting, he looked at the clock and was surprised to see it was 3 am! As excited as this new prospect was, he quickly fell asleep.

What followed became Victor’s new obsession. She responded the next day and offered a few times they could meet. He picked the earliest date he could. The session went better than he could have imagined. He was no longer just interested or curious submitting to a woman, he now knew it was a necessity. For the next several years he had a weekly session with Mistress Alexandra. She was only five years older than him and was just starting out when he first visited her, so she was working out of a shared dungeon. He had no illusions of them being a couple, but nevertheless they grew close. Occasionally, they would share a meal after a session. It was during one of these meals she shared how she’s been saving to acquire her own private space. At a minimum it would be something she could call her own and have full control and access, able to session whenever she wanted and for as long as she wanted. Even rent out the space for some extra cash. But her real dream was to become the head mistress at her own dungeon where she could work with other dommes. Victor was impressed with her entrepreneurial ideas and how passionate she was about being a pro domme. Probably one of the reasons they got along so well, this wasn’t an act or cash grab for her. Plus he had for some time been wanting to experience lengthier sessions, perhaps even over several days. Until now she wasn’t able to accommodate that, and he had no desire to find someone else who could.

Victor had recently graduated and had been wondering what to do with his life when the obvious idea hit him, “You know, I could finance your dungeon.”

She froze mid-bite, “You want to give me the money? I don’t know.”

“Well, not exactly. I would just be investing. Consider me a silent partner and I’d get a percentage of the profits, but you’d still be majority owner. I can have my lawyer write up contracts and…”

She stopped him, “Whoa whoa, slow down. This is a lot to take in, are you serious?” Victor simply nodded. “I need to think about this. The whole point of me doing this is I don’t want to work for anyone else or owe anyone anything.”

“Like I said, you’d still be the owner and in charge. We can write up the contracts anyway you need to be comfortable. Just think about it and think of how much you realistically think you need.”

She thought it over for a few weeks and decided to take him up on his offer and become business partners. Alex was very careful about their arrangement, even hiring her own lawyer to ensure the contracts were to her liking. He was a little hurt at the lack of trust, but ultimately understood and gave in to every concession she brought up. Fast forward six months and they were putting the finishing touches on Mistress Alexandra’s own personal dungeon and play space. While he could have hired people to do everything, she insisted on saving some money and they did a large portion of the work themselves. During this time they grew even closer, getting to know each other better outside of their session personas. If Victor didn’t know better he’d think there was a mutual attraction, but she made it clear early about not getting involved with someone she has a business relationship with and he didn’t like the idea of dating someone who sessioned with other men, even though it was her job.

Alex decided to take some time off to recharge before opening her doors, going back to her home town to visit family, but promised Victor would be the first client when she returned. The next few weeks dragged for Victor. It had been a couple of months since he last had a session. He didn’t notice at the time since he was still spending every day with Alex, helping to get her dungeon ready. In a way, he was serving her constantly, but now that he isn’t with her, the cravings to serve again are strong. To make matters worse, a long time ago he agreed to give up total control of his orgasms to Alex. He only ever cums during a session with her, but of course not every time. His last orgasm was three months ago! A new record for him by far. He felt weird bringing it up while they were working on the dungeon, and can only assume Alex either forgot or she thought he was masturbating anyway. Unfortunately for him, he stayed true to his word and was hornier than he could ever remember.

He did his best to distract himself by spending time with some of his other hobbies. After three disappointing weeks of not hearing from her, late Sunday night he was about to go to sleep when his phone alerted him. He had a text from Alex! She wanted to meet for lunch tomorrow to go over any final plans for their grand opening. His excitement quickly turned to disappointment again. While he was looking forward to seeing her, he was really hoping she’d want to schedule a play session, but of course he texted her back that he’d meet her.

At lunch the next day he had never seen Alex so relaxed and excited. The time away did her good, and she seemed thrilled that her dream business was about to become a reality. As they were finishing up lunch she suggested they visit the dungeon. She had put some “finishing touches” on it and wanted to show them off. Victor was surprised, but was happy to see what she had done. As they entered Victor could immediately see how much better everything looked. Alex must have spent quite some time there decorating and rearranging. Everything looked perfect. They toured the various rooms, each with a different theme. Dungeon/torture chamber, medical, a more personal bedroom, large dressing room or changing area complete with various dresses and outfits, both for the dommes and those into cross dressing. Even a place for longer visits, including a jail cell and smaller dog cage. They spared no expense to make this the best play space in the city. As they finished the tour, Alex asked, “So what do you think? Ready to break this place in?”

Victor was taken off guard, “Everything looks amazing, but what do you mean?”

“Come on, Victor, don’t play dumb. It’s been forever since we played together. I haven’t seen any clients since we started building this place, and I’m assuming you haven’t been to anyone else?”

Victor stammered, “N-no. Of course not.”

She smiled, “It would be ok if you did, it’s not like we’re dating, but if I’m honest I’m glad you didn’t. But I’m curious, have you had an orgasm since the last time I let you? Again, it’s okay if you did. I released my other clients from those obligations but somehow forgot to mention it to you. Oops. But I’m guessing you did too otherwise you would have said something by now, right?”

“Actually, no. It’s been about four months now. I’ve stroked and edged myself, but no orgasms.”

Alex’s eyes went wide, “Really? Holy shit. Well done. And not once did you ask or beg to cum. I’m impressed and that’s kind of hot. Well we definitely need to play now, what do you think?”

Victor couldn’t agree more and soon found himself naked and bound in the dungeon room. She started him off on the St. Andrews Cross, an upright x-frame with his wrists and ankles bound at the four edges, leaving his legs spread and already hard cock completely vulnerable. Once he was secure, she wheeled in a custom fucking machine they had designed. What made it so special was the small tablet attached to it that controlled the speed and depth of the thrusting. It could even be programmed to change randomly, keeping the subject guessing. On the end was a fleshlight, which was now approaching his erection. Alex rubbed some lube on him and rolled the machine forward so it completely enveloped him. After locking the wheels into place she went to the tablet and after a few settings it whirred into life. She set it so it would very slowly go down his cock then quickly up, pausing after each up stroke ranging from one to fifteen seconds. “There, that should keep you entertained while I go change and get ready for you. Hope you don’t have any other plans, we’ve got a long day ahead of us.” She left the room, closing the door behind her. The walls were covered with a faux stone design to give the room a medieval dungeon aesthetic, complete with decorative windows with bars on them. When the door closed, it blended into the wall perfectly, so you really felt trapped with no way out. Hanging from the walls were various whips, floggers, and canes. Other bondage equipment completed the room. Chains and shackles on the wall and ceiling complete with a winch hookup, a spanking bench, and a bondage chair perfect for CBT were just a few of the other items. A large dresser completed the room, to hold any other various restraints and implements needed. Instead of being impressed with all of this, Victor could only endure the teasing, wishing he had made himself cum at least once in the past few months. He quickly lost track of time, another feature of the room’s design, so had no idea how long he was left there to suffer. Victor only knew this was maddening. It was never enough to get him to the edge, and never stopped long enough to let him relax, he was just constantly stimulated and going insane with lust. He knew begging was pointless, but he couldn’t help himself as he pleaded for mercy to the empty room. Of course, he completely forgot about the cameras and microphones they had installed so the dommes could monitor the clients for their safety when they left the room, which is what Alex was doing right now. As much as she was enjoying the show, she knew he had enough for now and went back to join him.

Victor was relieved when the door finally opened. He was about to beg for any kind of release, but was suddenly speechless when he saw her. It had been awhile since he saw her in her professional attire and forgot just how perfect her body is, and it looked like she went out of her way to show it off for him today. Dressed all in black with high heel shoes, fishnet stockings and garters that connect to a push-up corset. That corset was working overtime pushing up her massive breasts. It was like she walked out of his dreams and into reality. Her voice broke him from a trance, “What happened to the begging? You were sounding pretty desperate a few minutes ago.”

Seeing her in that outfit was making him throb even harder in the fucking machine, “Wow. You look amazing!”

Alex giggled, “Thank you, I thought you’d like this. And how are you liking our toy there?”

Victor moaned, “It’s working too well. I’m so horny right now! This thing won’t even bring me to the edge. Please Mistress, may I finally cum?”

She laughed while walking towards him, “Hell no. We’re just getting started,” and turns off the machine, pulling it away to leave his cock to bounce in the air, desperate for more stimulation. She then shocks Victor by grabbing his penis and slowly stroking it. Mistress Alexandra always had a strict policy of no nudity on her part and no sexual contact. The only times in the past she touched his cock was to position it into something and even then she wore latex gloves. Any time she permitted him an orgasm he either did it himself while she watched or she used a vibrator or some other toy. So feeling her hands on him for the first time felt amazing. In fact, no one has touched him like this except for himself since he started seeing Alex. Couple that with the fact he hasn’t cum in months and just spent who knows how long being teased, and he was ready to blow almost as soon as she touched him. Unfortunately for him, they have sessioned together for so long now that she could read his cock like an expert and knew exactly when he was on edge. Slowly she stroked, using a similar technique as the fucking machine, driving him closer and closer to the edge, but taking her sweet time to get there. The entire time studying his penis for the tell tale signs of an impending orgasm. Victor quickly began begging again for relief, much to her delight, “That’s it, that’s what I want to hear. Tell Mistress how bad you want to cum.” Of course, he did. He was a blubbering mess as she excruciatingly slowly took him right to the edge and stopped, letting his cock throb and bob in the air while he continued begging. “There there, hush now, slave. You seemed upset the machine never took you to the edge, and since I’m so good to you I gave you exactly what you wanted. Thank Mistress for being to generous.”

After a short moan, “Thank you Mistress for edging me.”

“That’s a good boy. Now you aren’t the only one who’s been itching to play. I haven’t dominated anyone since our last session a few months ago. We’ve been so busy getting this place ready, I never had the time or energy. That means I have a whole lot of pent up frustration of my own I need to let out. Not sure if that’s good news to you or not, but I hope you remember your safeword?”

“Yes, Mistress. It’s red.”

“Good boy.” She placed her hands on his stomach and let them roam up his body, wrapping her arms around his neck. She pressed her body against his and whispered into his ear, “But I hope you can hold out for me and not use it. Be my good little slave and take everything I give you and I promise you’ll be rewarded.” Victor could only nod, hoping he could endure whatever she had in mind. It wasn’t long before he found out as she slowly backed away from him, kicked off her shoes, then kicked him in his exposed balls. He howled in both pain and surprise, and before he had a chance to catch his breath she kicked him again and then again. After the tenth one she stopped and placed her hands on her hips watching Victor struggle in his bonds. Her face was slightly flushed and with a heavy breath said, “Fuck, I’ve missed this! Having a helpless boy at my mercy, willing to suffer for me. We’re going to have so much fun today!” Victor could only sag in his bonds. He was definitely out of shape when it came to taking pain and she would usually ease him into it, but he was determined not to safeword for her. Alex walked back towards him, “Poor slave. I’ll bet your balls are really swollen holding all that cum, aren’t they? Here, let me help.” Her hands were back on him, one gently massaging his balls, the other slowly stroking his cock. Once again she agonizingly slowly took him right to the edge and stopped. After waiting several seconds she brought up a knee to smash against his balls, giving him ten blows in total.

This was her first game of the day. Bring him to the edge, then ballbust him. After the kicks and knees, she then slapped them, punched them, and squeezed them. Victor was just about at his limit when she asked, “Well that was fun, ready for round two? I want to go again.” His begging was genuine this time, desperately pleading for mercy. “Uh oh, did I break my slave already? Maybe I can give you some incentive to take more. Did you like feeling my hands on your hard, denied cock?”

“Yes, Mistress! They felt amazing!”

“I thought so. Well, would you like to feel my lips?” Victor was speechless. She wasn’t saying what he thought she was...right? He could only dumbly stare as she continued, “You’re a very special slave to me. Definitely my favorite. So what do you think? Another couple rounds and I promise you’ll feel my lips on your cock.” How could he pass up that offer? He quickly agreed and Alex repeated that routine two more times. Edge, kick, edge knee, edge slap, edge punch, and edge squeeze. Victor desperately wanted this to end and would have used his safeword long ago if not for the promise she made to him. His focus on the upcoming blowjob is what kept him quiet. Well, not quite as he was constantly screaming in agony, but he never tapped out and took everything she had to offer.

Once she was done Victor had tears on his cheeks as his body went limp. He would be a crumpled mess on the floor if not for the straps holding him securely in place. As he struggled to catch his breath he saw Mistress Alexandra put her heels back on and walk towards him, once again throwing her arms around his neck and pressing her sexy body against his. She held him as he got himself under control and soothed him, “That’s my good boy. You took all that pain just to make me happy. It’s why you’re my favorite slave. Are you ready for your reward?” That perked him up a bit as he nodded vigorously. She stepped back and smiled widely at him, “Okay. Get ready.” His erection had started flagging, but it perked back up again with what was to come. He watched eagerly as Alex slowly went down to her knees in front of him, her mouth mere inches away from his again rock hard cock. His heart was racing as she leaned forward and placed a kiss on his cock head, but to his horror that was all she did. Instead of feeling the inside of her mouth, he felt the straps around his ankles being removed. Then his waist, and finally his wrists.

Victor was still in shock as he now stood in front of her, wondering how she could be so cruel. Alex was still all smiles as she said, “Was it as good as you hoped? Now get down on your knees and thank me like a good slave.” He wanted to complain, argue, cry, anything but do as she says. Then he realized she was true to her word. She promised her lips on his cock, and that’s exactly what she gave him. Defeated, he fell to his knees and began kissing her high heeled feet, thanking her as he did. Alex beamed at the control she had over him. After letting him worship her feet for a few minutes she picked him up and led him out to the room for overnight  stays. After cuffing his hands behind his back, she put him in the small dog cage, “Now be a good boy, I’ll be right back. I left some water for you if you need it.” After locking the cage door she left the room and Victor was alone. The cage was about three feet high, two wide and four deep. He was stuck on his knees, and with his hands behind his back, it was a struggle to keep his head off the floor, let alone move around. In the back of the cage was a bowl of water like Alex had said. Victor was very thirsty and forced to drink like a dog if he wanted any, which he did. After waiting a few minutes he managed to lay down on his side to try and relax while he waited for what Alex had in mind next.

He was so relaxed, and worn out from earlier, that he started to doze off, and of course that’s when the door opened and Alex returned. “Wakey wakey! I have a new surprise for you.” She opened the cage door and helped him out. After removing the cuffs she ordered him to crawl behind her as she led them back to the dungeon room. Once there she had him position himself over the spanking bench where she again secured him in place and left him alone in the room.

A few minutes later he heard the door open but to his surprise it wasn’t Alex, some other woman he had never seen below walked in! She had a very goth look to her, jet black hair, dark makeup with a couple facial piercings. She was dressed simply in jeans and a t-shirt, but again all black. In his shock he asked, “Who are you? Where’s Miss Alex?” The mystery woman stared at him with a raised eyebrow then walked to the dresser fishing something out of one of the drawers. She turned holding a ball gag and walked towards him. He knew what was next as she forced it into his mouth and secured the buckles behind his head.

“I was told that you were a well behaved slave. Guess I heard wrong. I am Domina Amethyst, but you will simply refer to me as Domina, assuming I let you speak at all. I will be working here under Mistress Alexandra. She asked if I wouldn’t mind helping her out today. My specialty is corporal punishment, which I’m going to demonstrate for you.” Victor tried to speak through the gag, but only muffled noises came out. He had never had a session with anyone other than Alex, and honestly didn’t want to. Plus taking severe beatings on his ass was never a favorite for him. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Domina take a large paddle off the wall and disappear behind him. When the first blow landed he realized he can’t use his safeword with the gag in his mouth. Did she even know what it was? Does she even care? Panic began setting in as she continued raining blows against his helpless backside. He screamed through the gag and struggled to get free, but it was futile. No one was listening and he couldn’t break the bonds that held him in place. Domina was relentless as she continued paddling his ass. He wonders if she would have ever stopped if it wasn’t for Alex coming back into the room.

“Oh good, you guys have met.”

“Yes. Had to gag him, he was rude from the start and hasn’t shut up since.”

Alex walked in front of Victor and squatted down so they were eye level, “Sorry about that. He usually is very well behaved. I didn’t tell him you were coming so he’s probably just scared. Surprise!” Victor again tried to talk through the gag.

“See what I mean? This one’s a real chatterbox.”

“I don’t think he likes what you’re doing to him, do you?” He quickly shook his head side to side. “Would it help if I distracted you?” She moved closer so their faces were only inches apart then raised herself slightly and pushed his face into her cleavage. “Does this help?”

Domina laughed, “Looks like it. The little slut’s getting hard.” Victor was in heaven. For years he’s dreamed of just being able to see Alex’s breasts, and now they were literally in his face! Of course, the fact that he can barely breathe is a problem, but he was too busy enjoying the moment to care. The flogger crashing down on his backside made him quickly start caring again. While not as bad as the paddle in theory, he was already so sore that every fresh strike was agony. Between the gag and her breasts his screams were nonexistent to anyone but him. To make matters worse, the lack of oxygen was becoming an issue as he was getting light headed. However Domina never stopped and Alex never moved away, so he focused his energy on trying to breathe as best he could. As the hits continued he was losing the battle for air and was about to pass out. He barely noticed when Alex told Domina to stop and she released him from her cleavage. He only knew he could finally breathe again and was sucking in as much air as he could through his nose. A few seconds later the ball gag was removed and he could finally pull in all the air he needed. As his breathing slowed his body was limp on the bench.

“Jeez, did we break him?” asked Domina.

“I don’t think so, was just smothering him a bit too much. Let’s give him a rest, though.”

“That’s fine, I need to get going anyway. Thanks for the light workout, slave. Maybe next time we can get serious.” Victor did not think he wanted a next time, but for now he was happy to rest. Alex gave him a kiss on the forehead and walked out with Domina, closing the door behind them.

This time he did doze off, so had no idea how long he was alone when the door opened again, waking him. Another strange woman came in alone. She was a little taller with a very fit and toned body donned in only a sports bra and yoga pants. With brown hair and a very pretty face she looked like the girl next door. “You must be Victor. I’m Mistress Donna. I’m going to be working here too, so Alex thought I should come in and introduce myself.” She walked behind him, “Wow, looks like you’ve already had a few introductions today. Don’t worry, pain’s not really my thing, but I do like a nice ass.” She went over to the dresser and returned with a blindfold. After putting it in place, she said, “Don’t want to spoil the surprise.” She then put the ball gag back in his mouth and walked away. He could hear her going through the drawers again, and then some buckles clinking about. He had an idea of what was happening. When he felt something cold and wet touch his asshole his suspicions were confirmed. A moment later her hands were on his hips as she was slowly pushing a strap-on into his ass. Once she had it all the way in she explained, “I’m more about pleasure than pain. My pleasure, anyway. That’s why this strap-on is double-sided. Plus,” a second later he heard a click and suddenly the dildo inside of him came buzzing to life as they both moaned, “this one has an added feature. Jesus, that feels good. Now I’m going to fuck you until I’m satisfied. I’ve had a few guys cum from this too, and I’m told you’re pretty backed up, but I’d hold out if I were you. Alex will be pretty pissed if you cum without permission.”

That was the last coherent thing she said for a long time as she started fucking him. Slowly at first, giving him a chance to relax and accept what she was doing, but soon she was thrusting into him hard and fast. The vibrating dildos were making them both moan with pleasure. Donna was thrusting faster as she was getting closer to cumming. To Victor’s surprise, he felt like he was getting close as well. He had done this a few times with Alex before, and while he didn’t hate it, it was never something he was particularly into, and he had never had an orgasm from doing it. Of course he had never gone four months without cumming before either! Unfortunately for him, now was not the time to experience it. He wasn’t sure if it would work, but he tried the usual old tricks, thinking of completely unsexy things, hoping he could hold out. Lucky for him, a few minutes later Donna screamed out in pleasure and collapsed on his back with the strap-on still deep inside of him, buzzing away. It was enough to keep him hard and excited, but no longer in danger of cumming without permission.

After resting for a moment, she said, “I should have turned off the vibrator, it’s turning me on again. Ready for round two?” Victor shook his head and yelled no through the gag, but he was still helpless, “Tough shit.” Once again she started slowly thrusting into him and fucked just like before. Knowing how close it made him before, right from the start he tried to distract his thoughts and was able to keep himself under control as Donna again came with a loud scream. This time she remembered to switch the vibrator off as she rested on his back. Victor prayed there would not be a round three, not only was he afraid he wouldn’t be able to keep from cumming any longer, but his ass was pretty damn sore! Mercifully, he felt the strap-on slowly exit him. “Well that was fun! It was great meeting you!” Just like that she was gone, leaving him alone, blind, and still strapped to the spanking bench.

Several minutes later he heard the door open again, then the blindfold and gag were removed. After his eyes adjusted to the light, he saw Alex squatting in front of him at eye level. She had a glass of water with a straw and put it up to his mouth. He gratefully sucked down the entire glass. “How are you holding up?”

Victor was close to done, “Please Mistress Alexandra, please no more!”

She looked a little surprised, “Weren’t you the one always telling me you wish we could do longer sessions? Isn’t this exactly what you had in mind? Besides, if we stopped now you won’t be allowed to cum, and I know you must be desperate.” She was right about everything, of course.

“I’m sorry. I wasn’t expecting all this or the other mistresses you found. How many are there?”

“I know, I wanted to make today special and surprise you. Looks like I did a good job. Tell you what, how about we give you a little break and take you to the bedroom?” Victor couldn’t help but notice she ignored his question, but a break in bed sounded perfect so he agreed. She first led him to the bathroom so he could take care of any business, but insisted he sit down and she watched to ensure he was “a good boy.” It was a little humiliating and took him longer than usual but eventually he was able to relieve himself. The bed they bought was pretty impressive. King size, solid oak, four post, with plenty of eye hooks and other features installed to allow immobilizing someone anyway you’d like. What Alex liked right now was to lay him down on his back and spread his limbs out as much as she could, attaching each one to a corner with rope. She also wrapped some around his waist, chest, elbows, and thighs, to ensure he could barely move.

Once satisfied with her handy work she laid on the bed next to him, “That should hold you for our next guest.” As if on cue another beautiful woman walked in the room. This one was a short redhead. She couldn’t have been more than 5’2” with a slender body, but still had large breasts. Victor guessed they were fake. He could tell all this because she was wearing a very tight fitting leotard, like something a gymnast might wear.. She was all smiles as she approached the bed. “Victor, this is Goddess Christina. She’s going to be seeing clients here too. Her style is a little different than most other dommes I know, but I think you’ll like her.”

“Most boys do.” Christina crawled onto the bed between his legs and immediately grabbed his half hard cock, getting it back to fully erect almost instantly. “Everyone has silly rules about not touching cocks, guess they don’t want to be confused as prostitutes and get into trouble. But I absolutely love playing with a nice, hard cock. I could literally spend all day touching and teasing this thing. Besides, if I never let it cum is it really considered a handjob?”

That caused Alex to laugh, “I guess not. Never really considered it. Mind if I hang out for a while to see your handy work?”

This time it was Christina laughing, “Sure, as long as you’re not bothered by a boy begging and crying for an orgasm.”

They both laughed hard at that one, “I think I can manage.” She rested her head on his chest to get a good view of the action. While Alex could read his signs and knew when to back off, Christina made her look like an amateur. She not only was able to easily bring him to the very brink of orgasm but hold him there for as long as she wanted. It wasn’t long before Victor was constantly begging to cum, just like Christina predicted. She was relentless. After watching silently for some time, Alex sat up and said, “Victor you need to be quiet for a bit, I want to talk with Christina.”

But he couldn’t, “Please, Alex, please make her stop and let me cum, I’ll do anything, please!”

She became more stern, “Stop it, you’re embarrassing me. Don’t make me gag you again.” That managed to get him to stop begging, but he continued moaning and whimpering. “So Christina, how long do you usually do this to your clients?”

“Oh, I usually like to mix it up and not edge them constantly like this. Learned that the hard way. Scared a few boys away early on and others tapped out during. I still do longer sessions, but there’s plenty of breaks during so they can catch their breath. But you said you wanted this to be special, and I was serious when I said I could do this all day, especially knowing he hasn’t cum in months! Fuck, I’m getting wet just thinking about that!”

Alex looked back to him, “You hear that? You’re getting the special treatment today. But you can take it, right? You won’t wimp out like those other boys. You’re going to make me proud, aren’t you?”

He didn’t want to. He was ready to end this now, if they’ll let him. But the way Alex was looking and talking to him. It made him want to do anything to please her. So instead of yelling “Red!” like he wanted to, instead he replied, “Yes Mistress. I can take it for you.”

She smiled wide, “Awww, that’s my sweet slave. Would you like the gag again so you can’t change your mind?”

No, that was crazy! Even Christina agreed, “You sure you want to do that after everything I just told you?”

Alex never looked away from Victor, her smile widening, “That’s exactly why I want to gag him. Don’t you agree, slave?”

He gulped, “Yes please. Thank you, Mistress.”

“See?” With a giggle she hopped out of bed to grab the gag and returned to secure it back on his head.

“Ok, but I’ll ease up a bit…”

“Oh no way. Like I said this is a special day for him and also consider it a welcome aboard gift for you. Do your worst and have fun!” To his horror, Alex got up and left them alone in the room.

It was Christina’s turn to smile at him, “Guess it’s just you and me. Why don’t you relax and enjoy the ride.” He could only moan as he set his head back and endured her teasings. He had no idea how long she worked him over, but she did change her technique periodically. After keeping him constantly on the edge she abruptly got up and left the room without a word. Victor was thankful and couldn’t wait for Alex to come back in and rescue him. His heart sank when Christina returned alone five minutes later drinking a glass of water. She hopped onto the bed and straddled his stomach facing his crotch. She grabbed hold of him again and began stroking him firmly and quickly, taking him to the edge in less than a minute. Of course, she stopped just in time. After pausing for around thirty seconds she did it again. Over and over she did this until it got to the point where only a stroke or two would put him back on edge. She had a sick sixth sense for knowing exactly when to stop and apparently she never made a mistake. The only reason she stopped this game when she did was because he got to the point where just a mere touch would have set him off. Again she left the room without a word, but this time Victor had no illusions that his ordeal was over.

Sure enough she came back several minutes later holding a handful of stockings. “We sure have a nice selection of pantyhose here. This is a fun game I call pantyhose pulling. Have you ever had someone rub something silky over your cockhead over and over again?” Victor slowly shook his head, fearful of what was to come. “I think you’ll like it at first, but then you’ll get so sensitive and it will just go on and on. It should really drive you crazy. Best of all it won’t make you cum! Ready?” It didn’t matter as she once again positioned herself between his legs. Taking one of the legs of a pair of hose she rolled it up and placed it over his cock, after she gave it a few strokes to get it fully hard again, of course. With one hand she held the base of his cock steady, and the other grabbed the toes of the hose. She then slowly pulled it towards her, causing the hose to rub right over his head. She was right, it felt nice at first but very quickly became unbearable. He was already sensitive after the hours of teasing he’s had to endure today and she made sure he felt every inch of the hose as she slowly pulled it along, giggling with delight hearing the noises he made and watching him thrash in the ropes but unable to get away.

Once she got to the end Victor laid there breathing heavily through his nose, trying to relax, grateful it was over. What he didn’t realize was Christina was rolling up the other leg getting ready to put him through hell again, which she did. She went through half a dozen pairs. By the end he could only sob silently. “Fuck, I’ve always wanted to do that. So what did you think?”

She crawled up the bed and removed the gag, “Please no more, red, red, red, please, mercy, please stop, please...”

“Looks like I broke you. I warned you guys. Hang tight, I’ll be right back.” Christina left the room and a moment later returned with Alex.

“Boy, you weren’t kidding. Poor Victor, was she too much for you?”

“Hey, you were the one bragging about how tough he is and said to do my worst. Be glad I only gave him around 75% of my worst.”

Alex chuckled as Victor began begging again, “Please no more! Red, Mistress, red! Please!”

She made shushing sounds, “Take it easy. Let me untie you and we’ll take a break.”

“How long have you guys been playing today?”

“Let’s see. I teased and busted him for about an hour. Amethyst was here and beat his ass for just a half hour while I smothered him. Then Donna fucked him for at least an hour. And finally you had your fun for two. What’s that add up to?”

Christina quipped, “For him? An eternity!” They both laughed as a now free Victor stretched his limbs a bit before curling up into a ball on the bed. Alex, dressed in her casual clothes, climbed in and spooned him from behind, trying to soothe him. “Well, I should probably get going.”

“We’ll probably grab dinner in a few minutes, wanna join us?”

“Sure, why not? Let me go change.” Christina walked out, leaving them alone where they laid in silence for a while.

Once his breathing slowed to normal, Alex broke the silence, “So how are you feeling?”

He paused, gathering his thoughts, “I’m okay. That was just so intense! I’ve only ever had a session with you and you’ve never pushed me that hard or for that long. I wasn’t expecting any of this today.”

“Yeah, but did you like it?” He was afraid to admit that he did...a lot! Even though during he desperately wanted it to stop, he was glad they pushed him. Even now he was getting hard again just thinking about what they put him through today, which also made him wince since his cockhead is amazingly sensitive and sore after that pantyhose pulling. He explains all of this to her as best as he could, which oddly enough helps him relax and feel normal again. Alex was smiling again, “So I guess if I offered to let you cum right now you’d say no since you’re so sensitive?”

He moaned, “That’s so not fair.” Her hand slid down and grabbed his shaft, squeezing, causing him to moan again as his body jumped. She steadily squeezed him, forcing him back to a full erection, and soon close to cumming. Continuing the pace, he felt just moments from an orgasm and knew better than to do so without permission, “Mistress, may I please cum?” Instead of a reply her hand slid up and rubbed his head, causing him to thrash about to escape the overly sensitive torture. He wound up rolling away, off the bed and onto the floor, much to her amusement once she knew he didn’t hurt himself.

“Come on, let’s grab some food. Afterwards, we’ll see if you’re a little less sensitive down there and maybe I’ll allow an orgasm.” She helped him up off the floor and they left the room to find Christina. As Victor went to find his clothes, Alex stopped him, “Oh, you won’t need those. I thought we’d order in. I’ll call Donna and Amy and see if they want to join us.” Victor was a little frightened at the thought of being naked in front of four beautiful dommes like that, but his cock twitched in excitement despite himself. The other ladies and the food arrived around the same time, so they all went to the kitchenette to eat. The table was small and only sat four, so Victor was forced to sit on the floor while they ate. He was much hungrier than he realized as he wolfed down his meal in just a few minutes then sat there as he listened to the four Mistresses above him discuss their plans for the new dungeon.

Domina Amethyst was first to notice him, “Is he just going to stare at us all night? It’s a little creepy. Can’t we put him to use?”

Alex responded, “He’s earned a little break. Someone made his cock too sensitive to play with.”

Christina replied with mock hurt, “Not my fault. Someone insisted, and I quote, ‘Do your worst!’”

They all laughed at his discomfort, but Domina wasn’t satisfied, “Surely he could be put to other uses. For example, my feet are sore and could use a massage.”

Alex thought for a second, “You’re right. Slave, crawl under the table and massage our feet. Start with Amy and work your way around the table.”

“Ugh, don't call me that in front of a slave!”

“Fine. Start with Domina Amethyst then. Happy? You’re so formal.”

Victor didn’t pay any mind to the bickering as he started crawling. Once there he gently removed Domina’s shoes and socks and began massaging her feet. After a few minutes he moved on and did the same for each of them in turn. Meanwhile, they were having a cryptic conversation above the table. “So what do you guys think?” Alex asked.

Domina was first to answer, “I still don’t think it necessary, but can see the advantages.”

“I’m good either way,” said Donna.

Christina sounded ecstatic, “Oh I’m totally on board. Most definitely.”

“Easy there. You’ll still need to share and have limits. Okay, sounds like it’s settled. Shall we?” The ladies all got up from the table, “Victor, go to the dungeon room and wait for us, we’ll be there in a few minutes.” He did as he was told, wondering what they could possibly have in store for him next. He was both scared and excited. Surely she wasn’t going to have them all play with him at once? Once in the room he wasn’t sure what to do with himself, so he decided to kneel in the middle facing the door. Several minutes later it opened and he was treated to an amazing sight. All four of them must have made a quick stop to the dressing room since they all looked like they stepped out of his dreams. Amethyst was the perfect stereotype of a dominatrix donned completely in black leather. Christina wore a full body stocking, but unfortunately for Victor, it still managed to obstruct her breasts from his view. Donna’s was similar to before with a sports bra, but this time very short, tight workout shorts showing off a hint of her ass cheeks. Of course, Alex outdid them all walking in as if she were on the runway for Victoria’s Secret. It was a much softer look than earlier but just as sexy. He wonders for a moment what he did to get so lucky as his cock began to rise again at the sight.

Domina was first to notice, “Poor fool thinks this is exciting.”

Alex admonished her, “C’mon, look at us? We’re fucking hot! Also, he’s such a good boy kneeling and waiting for us. I thought you’d appreciate that?” She grudgingly agreed as she went to the dresser with Donna. Alex stood him up and distracted him by standing close and caressing his chest and stomach, telling him what a good boy he’d been all day.  Christina joined her to help by slowly stroking him again, not trying to edge him, just gentle touches to keep him rock hard. What he didn’t see were the ankle and wrist cuffs and spreader bar the other women were gathering. He barely noticed as they put them on him, attaching his ankles to the bar and his wrists above his head to the dangling chains also attached to a bar. Each bar was around three feet in length. It wasn’t until Domina started to raise him that he realized what was going on. She had him high enough so that his feet were just barely on the ground. He was completely exposed, front and back, and helpless. He forced himself to become more aware of what they were doing and he watched Donna and Domina each grab a flogger and walk behind him. The fear and excitement he was feeling was so intoxicating he thought he might pass out, but there was no way he was going to miss out on this.

Alex gave Christina a go-ahead and stepped back. Suddenly she was working him to the edge again as she did earlier, using her uncanny abilities to keep him there for as long as she desired. She then nodded to the women behind him and soon he felt floggers strike across his ass and back every few seconds. “Victor, I have a little confession to make. When I released my other clients from their orgasm restrictions, I didn’t forget to tell you. I wanted to see if you’d be a good boy for me or not. Think of it as a test, and you definitely passed! And today was a bit of a continuation. The ladies and I were talking and we think it would be good to have a permanent slave for the dungeon. Someone who could help out, cleaning, setup, fixing things, and of course someone to serve all of us if and when we needed it. I immediately thought of you so we made today a test run to see how you held up and if everyone liked you. So what do you think?”

Thought was extremely difficult. What she was offering was a dream come true, though he always hoped to serve one woman he actually had a relationship with. Add in the fact he was still riding the edge and being whipped, and his mind was a mess. “I, uh, I don’t know. Sounds good.”

“Well before you answer, you should know if you say yes then you won’t be cumming today. Who knows when you’ll cum again, but I know orgasms will be less frequent than when you were just seeing me. You’ll need to please all four of us, and any other dommes who might join in the future, in order to earn your releases. But if you say no, Christina here will make you explode in probably the greatest orgasm of your life and we can just go back to sessioning once a week with just me like before.”

He moaned, “Oh god, please no. I need to cum so bad!”

“I know, you’ve never gone this long before, and today you were teased so much. You must be going crazy! I couldn’t even imagine. But admit it, today was the best experience of your life, wasn’t it?” Grudgingly, he nodded. “Imagine that being your life full time, not just once a week for a few hours.” She leaned in close to him and whispered in his ear, “Plus since I’m head Mistress, I expect you to be my personal slave. That means you get to tend to my more intimate needs. So what will it be? Do you want to cum or be our slave?”

His mind was on the verge of shutting down. He was completely torn. His body was screaming not only for an orgasm, but to stop the pain being inflicted on his backside. Deep down, however, this is exactly what he wants and being more intimate with Alex, whatever that may mean, is too good to pass up. He softly said, “Slave. I want to be your slave.”

She smiled, “Beg us not to let you cum. Convince us that’s what you really want.” For a moment he paused, but then he did what she wanted and begged them all to not let him cum, to keep teasing and tormenting him, to use them in any way they wanted. She let Victor go on for a long while before finally stopping him, “Okay ladies, I’m convinced. How about you?” Everyone agreed and they all stopped what they were doing, leaving Victor to hang there, body shaking as he tried to catch his breath.

The room was quiet until Domina Amethyst said, “Now that it’s settled, I should go. It’s getting late.” She walked to the front of Victor and roughly grabbed his balls, pulling them down and squeezing hard, “These had better stay full. I went easy on you today, you don’t want to see what real punishment from me is like.” She then bit him hard on the neck, said goodbye to the others, and left. Donna agreed it was late and left as well, but not before giving Victor a slap on the ass.

Christina hesitated for a moment, “I should probably leave you guys too. I’m still pretty wound up from teasing him all day, though.”

“So stay. I’m sure Victor won’t mind, do you, slave?”

Still helplessly hanging from the ceiling, he had little choice, “Of course not, Mistress.”

“See? Let’s take him to the bedroom and put our new slave to good use.”

As they lowered him from the ceiling, Victor was again reminded that he is a very lucky man.