Sunday, November 21, 2010

The Group, part 2, by slave michael

As i begged, Mistress Trisha came up behind me and attached a pair of handcuffs to my wrists. Mistress Robin did not disappoint. Once again She nailed me in the balls with Her right instep. i fell forward and ended up huddled over with my forehead to the floor. There were cheers, hoots and howls from the Women.

“Good shot, Robin!” Sharon remarked.

“I really like doing that,” She replied.

“I wonder what it must be like to have balls.”

“I bet he wished de didn’t have them right now!”

More laughing.

Mistress Trisha spoke next. “Poor slave, here you go, you’ve earned your panty sniff.”

With that She dropped Her panties on the floor a few feet in front of me. i quickly crawled to them, stuck my nose into the crotch and inhaled deeply. The Women formed a circle standing around over me as i mashed my face in the panty fabric. i didn’t care that they were ridiculing me. i was in submissive male pussyboy slave in heaven. The pain in my balls was (almost) forgotten as i savored the irresistible scent of Mistress Trisha’s divine Pussy.

“Ooh, isn’t that wonderful, salve? Smell those panties. you’re such a pussyboy aren’t you?”

“Oh Mistress, thank You.” i answered half-muffled by the fabric, “i am a prisoner to the scent of a Superior’s Pussy.” i didn’t care how ridiculous i looked - this was a treat i would not waste. The panties of a Goddess are for me very special. They have covered and protected Her most sacred of places and from them are imbues with Her magical essence. Like the Turin shroud, the Mistress’s panties came off Her body blessed with Her likeness. i licked and sucked the places where i could tell Her wonderful Asshole had left its scent then continued forward until i had done the same for the entire crotch. Just then they noticed the effect sucking the panties had on me.

“Look at his cock! It’s hard as a rock!” i heard, then felt feet lightly kicking at my cock. Mistress Trisha ordered me back up to a kneeling position. i kissed the panties goodbye and rose up. my penis jutted straight out in front of me - much to the enjoyment of the Women.

“Panties get you hot slave?”  Mistress Tammy asked in a soft seductive tone.

“He’d probably loose it if we stuck his head in your clothes hamper, Trisha.”

Mistress Trisha unlocked the handcuffs. “Stroke yourself, slave. Show the world what a jerk off you are.”

“Yes, Mistress, thank You,” i replied and began playing with myself in front of  5 laughing Women. Mistress Trisha took the same wineglass i had drunk spit from and put it in front of me.

“My friends want to see a man eat his own slim cum, slave. But don’t you dare shoot your slime until I give you permission. Do you understand, slave?”

“Yes, Mistress.”

“Say your slime phrase again for the Ladies, slave.”

“i will only shoot my slim when Mistress Trisha gives me permission.”

The others were all laughing at me chanting things like ‘make it eat it” and “shoot, shoot, shoot.”

“Who controls your cock,?”

“You do Mistress.”

“When was the last time you shot slime?”

“4 weeks and 2 days, Mistress.”

That brought a wave of “Ooh’s.” It had been a long time. i had to be careful. i was so close to making my slave mess but i didn’t know how long Mistress Trisha would keep this up. As a male slave, i don’t cum unless a Superior Female allows it.

Mistress Trisha continues, “Tell me, slave, would you like it if all these lovely Superiors let you sniff, maybe even lick their sacred pussies?”

i almost spilled, i was so taken back by the question. “Oh yes, yes, Mistress, it would be wonderful. It would be unbelievable.”

Mistress Trisha had set Her trap.

“Yes, it is unbelievable, salve. And maybe after that, they’ll each give you a nice BJ!” Mistress Trisha hardly got the last words out before She was laughing so hard. “Stupid slave. Stop stroking - Now!”

i gasped as i dropped my hand to my side, my pitiful slave cock just poking out, its tip wet with pre-cum, the head shiny and purple from unfulfilled excitement. my blue balls twitched in swollen pain.

“I’m not saying you won’t have any sex today, salve. As a matter of fact, I have something here for you,” Mistress Trisha said as She tossed out a 6 inch dildo with balls. “Girls, before he san swallow cum, he has to suck cock, right?”

Cheers and affirmation rang out. i took the cock in my hand and started licking and sucking it. Of course, this elicited jeers and barbs from the group. They critiqued my crosskicking ability and questioned my heterosexuality.

After i had performed dildo fellatio for a while, Mistress Trisha spoke again.

“Girls, where else should he put that cock?”

“Up his ass, up his ass, make him fuck himself,” the chorus went.

“slave, don’t disappoint my friends.”

i spit on the head of the dildo, reached it around and pushed it in a little bit. Without other lubrication, this was going to be difficult. i brought it back around front and spit on it again. It took about 5 more times but finally, much to the amusement of the Females, i had the cock in my ass up to its balls.

“Sit on it and bounce,” Robin spoke up. The other congratulated Her on the idea. She seemed like she was going to make a great Domina.

i bounced as commanded. It was painful but the humiliation of seeing these five young Females ordering me to do these things while they pointed and laughed, was the more intense feeling. Mistress Trisha threw out to me another identical dildo.

“Two hands, two slave holes. Suck that one slave.”
i did - and could not imagine feeling more humiliated. Still, my cock stayed hard the entire time.

“Ever hear of the game, Switch?” Mistress Janet asked. Great, they all were getting creative. “Trisha, why not have him switch the dildos?”

“Gross!” more than one exclaimed. Seconds later they all looked at each other then at me, “Do it!”

i pulled the dildos out and slowly slid the one that had been in my mouth up my now well lubricated ass. It went in easily. i looked at the fake cock and balls that i had just pulled out of my asshole - it was not clean.

Mistress Trisha saw my hesitation. “Sucky, sucky, slave. Clean it off real good.” The Superiors watched as the shit covered dildo went into my mouth. There were “Eeewww’s” and laughs all around.

A new wine bottle was opened. The Ladies poured themselves glasses and began an animated discussion of male slave and Female Dominants. They pretty much ignored me. It appeared the ranks of Female Dominants had a few new members. As they talked, i continued to work both dildos in and out. Every few minutes one of them would look at me, smile and shout, “Switch!”

End part 2

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On Friday I talked to whiny jaime -- another laughable excuse for a man -- not a man at all since his wee wee is only 2”. Jeez, really what’s the point of even having that thing. Completely useless. He has a crush on a woman who works in an adult bookstore he frequents. He fantasies about this woman fucking him with a strap-on -- the only type of fucking he deserves. He has a special pillow he humps while he thinks about this woman ass fucking him. How pathetic.

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