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Life of the Party

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Synopsis: A guy is blackmailed by a coworker and agrees to do anything she wants and what she wants is more than he bargained for.
Chapter 1 - Initiation

Chapter 1 - Initiation.

 

I’ll preface this by saying that I don’t have a submissive bone in my body. What happens to me is in no way willful on my part, the following events could only happen to me if I was forced and had no other way out.

 

This all started when a woman I worked with, I’ll call her Nancy, intercepted some files of mine that would incriminate me. If she told my manager, I would definitely lose my job and maybe even do jail time.  One day she told me that we needed to talk and that I should come to her house that afternoon. Of course I did what she told me. When I arrived at her house, I found that she was having some kind of party with about 20 women in her living room. I thought it was strange that there were no men. She led me to a room in the back of the house where we were alone. I have always found Nancy to be attractive with auburn hair which I always dreamed about verifying that it was her natural color, big brown eyes that could look right inside you, she had a small build with medium size breasts. I never hit on her because she was married. I had met her husband and thought he was nice enough (I had no idea how “close” he and I would come in the next few days). She proceeded to tell me about the files and that she was prepared to go to my manager and even had his number programmed in her cell phone. I pleaded with her and told her I would do anything she wanted if she would return the files and not tell anybody. She said “anything?”, I said yes. She said “excellent, follow me.” We went out to the living room and she told me to stand in the middle. She then told the women about our arrangement and asked what they thought she should have me do. A woman in the back said “I think we need to get a better look at him.”  Nancy commanded “you heard the lady, strip!” I was in shock, the whole thing seemed unreal. I said “you can’t expect me to take my cloths off in front of all these women.” Nancy said “you said you would do anything, and this is what I want.” I hesitated until Nancy took out her cell phone and opened it. I reluctantly and slowly took off my shoes and socks. As I dropped them to the floor one of the women immediately snapped them up. I took off my shirt and there were a few cat calls. When I unzipped my pants and started to take them off, there was laughter and I heard one woman say “I can’t believe he’s actually doing this in front of us.” When the pants were off, I was completely embarrassed as all of the women had closed in to get a better look. I spread my arms and said “there you have it, now I need to leave.” Nancy said “no way, finish the job”. I pleaded “please let me go, don’t make me do this, I’ll do anything you want.” A woman said “looks to me you already are doing what she wants” Nancy said “lose the fucking underwear or I make the call.” I couldn’t believe that I didn’t have a choice about stripping naked in front of 20 fully clothed women. I slowly slid my underwear over my hips and immediately covered my cock with both hands. I wiggled out of the briefs and the same woman grabbed them from the floor and stuffed them with the other cloths far from my reach. I stood there slouched over with my legs crossed and my hands over my dick and looked around to see twenty sets of eyes of fully clothed women looking at my crotch. They were all pointing and laughing at me. One woman behind me slapped my bare ass and made me jump and instinctively move my hands  to more whooping and laughter. I quickly regained my grip on my shrinking member. I could see that Nancy was enjoying this immensely and was in no hurry to finalize my humiliation. She took a seat directly in front of me and said “now stand up straight and spread your legs. I moved my legs a little. She said “farther” I moved a few more inches. As she opened the cell phone she said “god damn it, you are going to obey my orders or I’m making the call, now spread your legs as far as they go. I did so. Now Nancy said “ put your right hand behind your head. I slowly did so and heard additional heckling and laughter. Now she said “ the moment we have been waiting for, put your left hand behind your head.” I pleaded for a last time “please don’t” She laughed and said “its still your choice, do it or I call.”  Its still all like a dream, I’m completely embarrassed and the thought of all these women looking at me completely  spread out, naked and vulnerable is overwhelming. I close my eyes and start to move my hand and Nancy says “Stop!, open your eyes, I want you to fully experience your crowning moment of your complete helpless humiliation by seeing all these women looking, pointing and laughing at your predicament.” I can feel that my dick has shriveled up like I had a cold shower because of the feeling of humiliation. The foreskin was almost completely covering the head which will make this moment of hell even worse. I slowly move my hand up to my head and the room erupts. I see women actually embarrassed themselves or maybe feeling sorry for me, but they have there hands up to their mouths, blushing, and gasping at the sight. I hear “I can’t believe this wimp is actually standing nude in front of us” and somebody else says “look how tiny his dick is”. I am totally beet red as I see them all pointing and laughing. I see their eyes go between my eyes down to my crotch as they drink in my naked humiliation. Nancy says “now kneel at my feet with your knees spread wide.” I’m in a daze now and immediately obey. She starts playing with my dick and balls with one of her feet, softly kicking it back and forth and smashing her foot into my balls. Then she reaches down and roughly grabs my dick and pulls me forward with it. With her other hand she grabs my balls and stretches them opposite of my dick. Then she takes both hands and twists my dick like it’s a wind up clock. I let out a little scream as she twists it a full turn and a half. She then commands he to kiss her feet. With my hands behind my head, my head basically falls on her feet. As I’m licking her feet, I can her laughter coming closer behind me. With my knees spread wide apart, my balls are completely exposed and vulnerable to anybody back there. The women are now up to within a couple of feet of me getting a close up look at anything they want to. I feel something like a stick moving my dick and balls around and then with out notice, I hear the loud smack slightly before I feel my balls start on fire. I jump and scream to a round of applause and laughter.  

 

To be continued…

 

Chapter 1 - Initiation

Chapter 2 – The Leash

 

I’m reaching around to stop any more pain to my balls when Nancy shouts “ enough of this bullshit, secure his hands behind his back.” Before I could even comprehend the situation there were several women on top of me forcing me face down on the floor.  Nancy obviously anticipated this because she threw a nylon strap to the women on top of me. One of them sure knew her knots because within seconds my hands were secured tight behind my back. They then also bound my elbows as close together as they would go. They quickly rolled me over and I quickly realized that I was helpless. The girls were all standing around looking down at my helpless and vulnerable state. Nancy said “based on your pleading and beat red face, I’m guessing that you are not enjoying your complete helpless humiliation as much as we are. What do you girls think we should do to get his mind off his humiliation?”  One women suggested “let’s use him as a sex toy” another woman, that I would come to know as “The Mean One” said “screw that, you can have sex with your boyfriend. This pathetic piece of crap is our play toy. I don’t want him to experience any pleasure in our presence. The only thing that would resemble sex to this scum is to torture him into licking my ass or maybe later we can call one of our gay friends and make this guy lick underneath his balls and suck his dick in front of us. But now, I want to see him squirm, scream out in pain, and beg us to stop as we laugh in his face.” Nancy said “OK Let’s take his mind off his extreme humiliation with a little pain.” and pulled out a device that caused my jaw to drop in horror. It was some kind of leash that on one end had a small leather collar about three inches long with snaps on the ends and what looked like about 3/8inch brads nailed through the leather. My head was swimming with horrifying thoughts of what she intended to do with this thing and prayed that it wasn’t the obvious – IT WAS!!!

 

Nancy was all of sudden straddling my chest pushing the collar in front of my face and said “Say hello to your new friend. I like to think of it as your attitude adjuster.” She slid down and grabbed my dick and I knew my prayers had not been answered because she intended to snap that hellish looking thing on my dick. She pulled my dick tight and said to “The Mean One” hold this tight. She stretched my dick even further and I was arching my body up to relieve the pressure. Nancy wrapped the collar around my dick and snapped the ends together. I let out a little moan, but then realized that it didn’t hurt that bad. Nancy stared at me and said “The barbs won’t hurt that much normally, but will keep the collar from slipping off when the leash is yanked. The only time it will hurt is when I do yank it or someone grabs your dick and squeezes.” She then demonstrated by giving the leash a little yank. I let out a little gasp. “The Mean One” reached in and grabbed my dick with both hands and squeezed hard. It was the most pain I had ever felt. (It would take a couple more days for me to realize that I could actually realize more pain than this moment.) I screamed out “NOOOOOOOO!!!!” She laughed and said now that’s more like it, let the games begin.

 

I could only imagine what kind of “games” she had in mind. As Nancy stood up and yanked on the strap, I was scrambling to stand as fast as possible without the use of my hands. Once up she led me around the room like a puppet on a string, I was so embarrassed. She said “This leash is just what we need to train our new dog. Who wants to see him kneel?” Shouts of approval and with a mighty jerk on the leash I fell to my knees. “Who wants to see him on his tip toes?” More applause and I’m again trying to stand as fast as I can but obviously not fast enough for Nancy who is stretching my member grotesquely until I’m up as far as possible on my toes. She immediately pulls down to get me back on my knees and no sooner there, back up to my tiptoes. The ladies are laughing out load like they are at a comedy club. I’m trying to keep my screams muffled inside, but I’m pretty sure this won’t last long. “The Mean One” says “let’s take a break.” Nancy actually looks like she’s going to let me rest when “The Mean One” grabs the leash and ties it to a cord that I hadn’t noticed before. The cord ran through an eyebolt in a beam overhead. She pulled the cord tight so that I again was on tiptoes. They are all standing around as I’m breathing hard and muffling groans. Again it seems surrealistic that I’m standing here in front of twenty fully clothed women on my tiptoes with my hands tied securely behind my back and dick stretched to the ceiling, totally exposed and vulnerable to what ever these sadistic women want to see or do to me. “The Mean One” gives me a little squeeze and says “Let’s go fix ourselves some drinks, he’s not going anywhere.” As they move to the other room, the ones behind me either pinch or slap my ass as they walk by and almost cause me to loose my tiptoe footing causing incredible pain to my dick. My feet and legs begin to tire and gravity is taking over. My dick is pulling further and further away and the barbs are really digging into my foreskin I wish it would slip off, but the bards are doing the job Nancy said they would.

 

It seems they are gone forever and I’m starting to sweat and groan out loud. Just then the doorbell rings and Nancy comes through to answer it pinching my balls on the way causing me to yelp. My total humiliation is rekindling all over again with the front door just fifteen feet away and a little to the side and me facing right at it. If somebody comes in that door, I’m the first thing they will see. Its almost like I’ve become a little familiar with these twenty girls that have been here for the whole ride and feel better with them than with new strangers that may be behind that door. I’ll be more humiliated and embarrassed stretched out like this in front of new “strangers”. Who could it be, is it somebody I know – please not that. I sure hope it is not the gay friend they were talking about having me lick his balls and suck his dick for their amusement. I’m absolutely sure that there would be no amount of pain that they could administer that would make me lick the balls or suck the dick of another man (It would be more than a day later before I knew how wrong I was about this). As Nancy opened the door, I heard only female voices. Nancy said “come on in, the party is already started and your host is anxious to see you - or should I say he is anxious to have you see him” and she laughs. I was a little relieved that there was no men’s voices until the door closed.

 

There stood another six women increasing my embarrassment but then I started jerking around trying to get free when I realized that they all worked at my company. My biggest dread came true immediately when the two twins almost ran over in front of me. They too were almost embarrassed and blushed a little. The twins were about the most beautiful women I had ever seen. They were petite strawberry blonds with green eyes and smallish breasts – they were identical twins. I had hit on one or both numerous times with no success. I fantasized about how perky their little breasts must be and milky their fair skin would be standing in front of me naked. I fantasized about both of them together – on their knees, one sucking my cock will the other licked my balls until I came over both of their gorgeous faces and in their open mouths.

 

Back to reality, the gravity had me beginning to groan ever louder as the other girls returned to watch my predicament. I’m saying to the twins pathetically “No, no, please don’t look at me down there, look up at my face” But the twins were looking me up and down from a couple of feet in front of me and then squatted down and seemed quite fascinated at how far my dick was being stretched. My humiliation was even greater when they moved in closer to about 6 inches to get a good look at my privates. They both flicked the tip of my dick with their fingers causing a little jump and shuffling for balance. One of them said “you don’t look like such a big stud now.”  The other said “as a matter of fact, you have the tiniest dick I’ve ever seen.” Roars of laughter erupt, and my helpless humiliation has culminated by the first one saying, as she grips my barbed dick and looks into my eyes, “I bet you never fantasized this!” and twists my dick a full turn around, doesn’t even seem possible, I’m sure its painful in best of situations, but with the barbed collar, all I could do was scream out “PLEEEEEEEEEASE STOOOOOOOP!!!”

 

To be continued…

Chapter 3 – Up Close and Personal

Chapter 3 – Up Close and Personal

 

Nancy releases the leash from the cord overhead and the relief in my legs and dick is immense.

 

She says “Take a seat everybody, time for the next party game.” As she passes a cloth bag to “The Mean One”(I’ll just call her TMO from here on out since she is becoming more and more paramount in my misery.)

 

“Here, pass these out.” 

 

TMO takes a look in the bag and gives me a smirk and says “excellent”.

 

As the first woman dips into the bag, I am watching with great interest. She pulls out a clothespin. As my mind spins thinking of the things my tormentors could do with clothespins – none good, I try to pull back away only to receive a huge jerk from Nancy.

 

“Where do you think you’re going Jack, time for you to get to know your guests a little better, or should I say time for them to get to know YOU a little better.

 

“Girls, I feel like a lousy hostess, I haven’t even properly introduced our host. This is Jack from my workplace. I now own Jack and he will do whatever any of us want him to. I love how frightened he looks right now and can only imagine the overwhelming feeling he must have of utter helplessness and complete humiliation. Just look him up and down, his nakedness must feel 100 times more intense with all of us fully clothed.” She laughs and finishes with “just wait and see what we have in store for tomorrow.”

 

As the clothespins were distributed to all, Nancy pulls the leash tight and I’m obliged to follow as she parades me around the room in front of the women. My embarrassment and humiliation are renewed as the women are giggling and pointing and since they are all seated, they are at dick level, which exaggerates my discomfort. Occasionally a woman will stare close up at my privates and then look up to my eyes and laugh at my complete helplessness.

 

“Our host is going to get to know each of you a little better one-on-one so please wait your turn. This is your change for a little personal attention, so you can look at anything you want as close as you want, you can touch, probe, slap or do anything else you can think of to any part of his body to maximize his humiliation, you can command him to perform any action you desire, please no sexual orders at this time. Later on you will all have the opportunity to force him to service you with his tongue in any way you want. You will be able to humiliate him further by having him beg to lick your ass and stick his tongue up your bung hole in front of all of us, or if you are more shy, you can have him secured in a private setting for you to live any fantasy you have. But please when that time comes, remember the cock and balls are for torture, the tongue is for your pleasure. We in no way want this slave to have any sexual gratification for himself. So for this game anything else goes and remember before he moves on to the next guest, place your clothespin somewhere on his cock or balls so that he remembers you personally. So let’s get started.”

 

I am straining back against the leash as much as I can stand but eventually I am pulled  up close in front of the first girl, it is another one that I know from work – just my luck.

 

TMO says “I love the way he resists and strains against his bonds even though he must know that it is hopeless to do so and we control his painful destiny. To see him squirm and moan is really very exciting. And Nancy, you are a great slave owner, I love it when he’s pleading with you to let him go because he can’t take any more and you just laugh in his face and increase the pain level.”

 

The first woman was more embarrassing and humiliating to me than painful because she knew me from work as she pinches and pokes at my cock and balls and says “Hi Jack.”. The next few are fairly tame as well and are a little embarrassed themselves for touching a dick in public. They do a little pulling and slapping and fairly quickly place their clothespins so that I can be jerked forward by Nancy.

 

The fifth woman is different from the first four and is now about a foot in front of me staring at crotch level looks up at me and says “I expect you to be at eye level when I’m talking to you.” I hesitate for a split second and feel the fire in my dick as Nancy savagely yanks down hard. I am immediately on my knees breathing heavily through my teeth. The woman slaps my face and then grabs me by my chin and says “ I’m going to make a lasting impression. Spread your knees as far as they go and do so immediately without being told when ever a guest commands you to your knees. Also keep your legs spread when you are allowed to stand as well. You have no rights, privacy, or dignity any longer.”

 

“Jack, you always ignored me at work like I wasn’t good enough for you. I guess you’re not ignoring me now.” The twins chime in “right on sister.” “I’m going to tell you first what I’m going to do so that you can think about it and squirm a little in anticipation.

 

First, you’ll back up a couple of feet on your spread knees so that I can get a good look and kick at your balls. Next you will stand and approach with your legs spread for me to conduct a through probing examination of your cock and balls, and then with Nancy holding your arms back, I’m going to test that leash to see if I can pull it off without unsnapping it. And finally I’ll adorn you with a special clamp instead of a  clothespin right on the tip of your dick.”

 

I was in a daze and frozen in time.

 

“What the fuck are you weighting for” barks Nancy.

 

I waddle backward on my stretched out knees and as scripted the woman comes up hard with her foot right on the bottom side of my balls. I start doubling over with white pain when Nancy yanks me to my feet.

 

The woman is then within inches of my crotch pinching and probing my most private parts like she was selecting a hunk of meat at the market. She stretches my dick up and grabs both aching balls and pulls them downward. This is getting lots of attention from the crowd yielding mean spirited laughter.

 

When she has satisfied her curiosity, she motions to Nancy. Nancy is automatically joined by TMO who both stand behind we one holding each arm and brace themselves for what is next. The woman grabs the leash and gives a couple of shacks like she’s using the reigns on a horse. Then she starts pulling harder right in front of her amused devious face. She moves a little to the side as she stretches further and is now no more than 2 inches from the side of my distended member. As she pulls, the skin it is bunching up around the head so that there is no possible way it will slip off.

As she increases the pressure, my muffled scream becomes louder and louder between gasps of “PLEEEASE SSTTOOOOP!!!!, I’ll do anything you want.”

 

Again a voice in the back “you already are doing anything we want”

 

When it feels like my dick is going to rip off my body, she lets up, gives my rod a good squeeze around the barded collar to produce one last gasp from me. Instead of a clothespin, she pulls out small clamp out that has yellow handles and is something you would see in a garage shop and places it right on the sensitive foreskin just over the tip of my dick and says “next.” One down and about 25 to go, it’s going to be a long night.

 

To be continued

 

Chapter 4 – My Big Mistake

 

 

I continue my long plight from woman to woman with something new at each stop. I’m now out in the middle of the room, always now with my legs spread as far as they will go completely exposed and vulnerable from all sides.

 

 

With so many women, I am completely surrounded so that the guest I’m servicing is working me over there always seems to be somebody behind me slapping my ass, spreading my ass checks and laughing or reaching between my legs and pinching or slapping my balls. When I instinctively jump, the one in front would punish me more severely for moving when she told me to be perfectly still.

 

At one point one of the women actually takes me outside in the fenced back yard. The feel of the crisp outside air, sunlight, and openness renews and increases 10 fold my feeling of helpless humiliation. I instinctively want to hide behind something and cover myself, which of course is impossible (by this time tomorrow, I would know all too well how much more intense all of my feelings could be outdoors in the open). She takes me to a patch of thistle covered with cockle burrs and tells me to gather some for her any way I can. I was totally freaking out that she is going to make me pick them up with my dick. However, she doesn’t protest when I put my foot out and gingerly step down. It hurt a little, but far better than what I feared. I lift my foot and she removes about 10 burrs from my foot onto a small plate. I am thinking this isn’t so bad, maybe this girl is different. We go back inside where she finishes up with a well thought out place for her clothespin, since we were beginning to run out of bare skin.

 

By now I have “met” over half of the women and have learned the hard way that where and how they place their clothespins makes all the difference. The ones that pinch a lot of skin on my scrotum created more of a dull pain that increased overtime as they remain attached. The ones that are barely attached on just a bit of skin, especially those along the shaft have more of an immediate sharp pain that remained constant over time. The most painful are those placed far back on the underside of my balls reaching back toward my butt hole. This skin is the most sensitive and they also are pushed against whenever I am forced from standing to kneeling and back (I’ll learn soon enough that the clacking together and twisting of the pins would cause the most intense pain so far.) One woman actually has me turn around and bend over and has two of her friends pull my ass checks apart for her enjoyment. She pokes around for a long time with one of those Chinese wooden backscratchers that on one side has curved tines (the side used for scratching) which was a whole new dimension of humiliation having my butt completely stretched out and vulnerable for all. She uses the curved side to dig into the soft skin of my balls and pulls as far as she could. She uses the other side, the smooth side, like a riding crop to slap my ass and balls as she and her cheek stretching friends laugh. She uses the handle in to poke my butt hole to see me squirm. Then as she finishes, she places her clothespin right on the puckered skin around my bung hole.

 

The next woman is telling me to beg her to perform her torture acts.

 

When I refuse, TMO is right there behind me reaching between my spread knees and twisting two of the clothespins in opposite directions. The pain is so intense, that I have no choice once again.

 

So I find myself now pleading “please mistress, slap my dick and balls with your riding crop 20 times until tears come to my eyes” which brings the loudest applause and laughter yet. I hear in the background “What a loser”, “what a wimp”, and “this is the most fun I’ve ever had with a man – and with my clothes on.”

With that, the woman commands me to count the blows as my dick is stretched out far and I am forced to bend over backwards so that she has a better shot at my balls. She starts on the head of my dick which is free from clothespins.

 

 “One”, then again harder on the tip.

 

“Two” now she starts working her way down the shaft to my balls.

 

“Three, Four, Five.” Each smack hits the ever increasing number of clothespins causing them clack together and makes me jerk in pain.

 

By the time she reaches the soft ultra sensitive underside of my balls, she was on fifteen. She is really enjoying my squirming and gasping as are the observers, many of whom are shouting out the count as well. She was using more force now and by eighteen my eyes are watering and I can’t see but I’m sure my balls are a bloody mess.

 

Nineteen is a direct hit between my balls and ass hole.

 

“AARGGGGGH!!! – NINETEEN!”

 

Twenty is right against the clothespin on my hole and the pain goes all through my body.

 

All I can say is “AAAAAAAAAA!!!”.

 

I collapse into the arms of the women that are bending me over. My tormentor says “you didn’t call out twenty, I guess I’ll have to start over at one.”

 

I immediately begin convulsing and struggling harder than ever against my bonds at this horrifying thought when she says to a roar of laughter “just kidding” and places her pin far back behind my balls.

 

As I’m being yanked to my next guest by Nancy, I experience a brief sense of relief seeing that it is the last one because my dick and balls feel like they are about to fall off. Then my relief is replaced with a feeling of sheer terror when I see that the last one is no other than “THE MEAN ONE” aka TMO.

 

She looks like she has been sitting back enjoying the show and is sitting very seductively drinking a glass of wine with this mean looking smirk on her face. TMO is a stunning sight at nearly 6 feet tall, slim long legs, small firm breasts, blue eyes and long golden blond hair.

 

She grabs the leash from Nancy and savagely  pulls me to my knees and having learned my lesson, I immediately spread my knees as far as they will go. She seems intrigued by how many clothespins are on my cock and balls. She begens clacking them together with her fingers which makes the pain even worse.

 

Nancy says to TMO “you are the best at making him squirm. Look, he is actually trembling as you clack his pins.” More laughter when I plead with her to stop.

 

She completely ignores me and continues with the clacking for several minutes. When she tires of this, she looks right in my eyes and twists two of the pins on my balls in opposite directions like she did before, but twists further this time. My knees begin to buckle as I try to back away. TMO gives Nancy a look and Nancy immediately grabs the leash and pulls me back to within inches of TMO’s face. She’s licking her lips and I can see in her eyes that she is truly enjoying this as she twists even further.

 

As I put my head back and scream “AAAAAHHHH!!!, NOOOOO!!!” I realize that my pain is getting TMO off sexually. I still have my head back so the jerk upward takes me by surprise and it feels like she’s pulling my dick off by the time I scurry to my feet. Next she takes a device from her bag and holds it up for me and the women to see. My jaw drops in anticipation. The women are all talking amongst themselves and yelling words of approval and encouragement, as if TMO needed any additional motivation.

 

The device looks to be made out of stainless steel with about an eight inch handle. The end is forked in two with a spiked wheel attached between the forks on an axle. It looks like a little spur with a straight handle. The spiked wheel turns freely and the spikes look really sharp.

 

She demonstrates the usage on my stomach and chest. It hurts everywhere and especially on the nipples. Now she pulls the leash even tighter and ties it off on the arm of her chair. Now my dick is no more than three inched from her beautiful face. Looking down at that site, her wonderful lips and partially open mouth two inches from my cock almost gives me a little twinge in my groin, but I am quickly brought back to reality by a firm grip on the collar.

 

TMO says “I want you to watch me do this to you, if you look away, it will be much, much worse.”

 

She brings the hellish device to the tip of my dick and begins rolling it along the head. I was breathing hard and was making little “uph” sounds.

 

Meanwhile, there is increased activity behind me and I know I can’t afford to glance back to see with TMO’s threat. I can feel two women  pulling my ass checks far apart and with my legs spread, I am totally exposed front and back and bottom.

 

Then I feel a different sensation. It is like little pin pricks starting at the top of my crack and going down about every inch right in the crevice of my crack.

 

My attention is brought back up front as TMO is very amused with women gathering around pointing and whispering amongst themselves at my helpless expense. She is rolling her cruel device down on my shaft zigzagging between the clothespins and my gasps, no matter how hard I tried to muffle them, were getting louder.

 

On the back side, there is a sense of excitement with a lot of women gathering around as the pin pricks now reach all the way down to the soft skin right on my butt hole opening and even feel like one was right in the hole. The pricks do not hurt much, especially compared to what TMO is inflicting on my dick shaft.

 

Behind me I hear a woman say “Oh my god, look at that, that is amazing.”

 

And another say “I can’t believe you’re doing that to him, this is going to be great.”

 

And still another “you take the prize for originality.”

 

Now TMO has made her way down to my balls and is squeezing the base of them to make the skin very tight. I had no idea how sensitive this makes them. As she rolls the spiked wheel on my stretched balls, I try to squirm away but am firmly kept in place by the leash.

 

With TMO grasping and torturing my balls, her face was now just an inch or two from the tip of my dick. Her eyes look wild when she glances up at me.

 

What happens next all occurs in a very short time.

 

With TMO doing a number on my balls, I am now screaming in pain “AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!, AAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!” over and over again, which makes TMO even more aggressive and she is laughing out loud.

 

But with all of the attention on my backside, with lots of women now pointing and laughing, I am finally able to place in my mind what those pin pricks up my crack could be. But then it was too late.

 

As I gasp out “COCKLE BURRS!!!”, the ass check girls slam my ass back together and it feels like a blow torch is up my butt. I almost pass out as I jump forward.

 

As I am still looking down at TMO, I realize what a monumental mistake this is. I am already imagining the terrible retribution that is in my future as I see the tip of my dick lung forward with a direct hit right into the laughing mouth of TMO!!!

 

She falls backwards spitting and dropping the wheel from hell (that I knew now I would really get to know somewhere down the road). TMO is blushing with embarrassment and then turns beet red with anger.

 

She grabs my dick and squeezes so hard on the barded collar and clothespins that I open my mouth to scream, but nothing comes out.

 

As I was passing out, I hear her say “I can’t believe you stuck you pathetic little dick in MY mouth in front of MY friends. We were thinking about releasing you, but now JACK must pay.”

 

To be continued…

Chapter 5 – TMO’s Revenge

Chapter 5 – TMO’s Revenge

 

I come to with a glass of ice-cold water being thrown on my face. I blink my eyes open and try to get my bearings. Waking up I am thinking what a terrible nightmare I just had - it seemed so real. Then the pain in my dick, balls, and ass come back into focus and I know it had been no nightmare.

 

As my eyes begin to focus, I see that my predicament has worsened. My hands are now stretched tightly over my head by a cord attached to the overhead beam. My ankles are cuffed and stretched tight by cords to railings on either side of me. The leash stretches my cock straight out in front of me and is tied off on a chair. I am stretched so tight that my toes are barely touching the floor. I am even more vulnerable than before being completely stretched out spread-eagle with all private parts available from any angle. Not only can I not cover myself, I can’t even move an inch in any direction. I am completely helpless and at the mercy of my captures. Although always present, the absolute feeling of helpless humiliation seems less important now.

 

As my eyes completely focus, I see all of my “new friends” sitting in rows of folding chairs in front of me looking me up and down, enjoying the pain in my eyes and drinking in my naked humiliation. As I look down I see what I already know from the pain, that the clothespins are still all in place almost completely covering my dick shaft and aching balls. Nancy and TMO walking back in forth in front of me admiring their work and anticipating the upcoming show.

 

It is like I am on stage as the main attraction at a school assembly. When I start to stir and strain against my bonds, the women quiet down and I hear scattered uneasy laughter and sporadic applause like they are even afraid of what is coming next. Nancy is holding the riding crop and softly slapping her other hand with it. TMO has a leather whip that has a handle that flared out to about 20 thin leather straps at the business end. I am getting a really bad feeling about this. TMO comes right up to me and grabs my face with her hand and spits in my mouth.

 

“Now Jack, I’m going to teach you what happens to assholes that think they can put their slimy little peckers anywhere close to my mouth. But before Nancy tells you about the next game, I want you to remember the stupid excuse you were babbling about after your dick slapped my face. You blamed it on the cockle burrs, so I want you to verify that they are still in place.”

 

She walks around behind me and after a couple of seconds that seems like minutes, she winds up and brings her whip up underhanded between my legs. I scream “NNNNOOOOO!!” as the leather tips flicker up with some of them causing the clothespins to clack together and others finding their mark on the skin on my dick and balls. But the worse part is a little delayed when the middle part of the whip where the leather tips are all together crashes up against my exposed butt hole. It drives the burrs far into the tender puckered skin and feels like at least one of the burrs is actually pushed inside my hole.

 

The women seem amazed at how violently I strain to get free, flinging from side to side, but with the exception of my head, I still can only move less than an inch. I am breathing heavy in and out with “oofhh” kind of sounds with each exhale.

 

TMO says with a sly smile “guess they do kind of hurt.” which receives a hoot and holler from the cockle burr woman that I had thought was a little nicer than the others.

 

Nancy comes forward and says, “while you were taking your little nap, we began discussing the logistics of removing your lovely clothespins. It is my contention that this riding crop is the most efficient means of removal.”

 

As she nods toward TMO she playfully continues “and your wannabe oral sex buddy here thinks that her whip is more efficient. What do you think?” 

 

I just stare at her in amazement and barely whisper, “are you really considering WHIPPING off a couple of clothespins?”

 

She repeats what I whispered to my fully clothed female audience in a load voice “Jack here wants to know if we intend to whip off a COUPLE of clothespins, isn’t that cute?”

 

With a laugh, as she clacks the pins hanging off my balls with the crop causing me to wince, she says to me “of course we’re not going to whip off a COUPLE of pins, that would be cruel.”

 

I stupidly breath a sigh of relief as she continues “I mean that would be cruel to our GUESTS, so Jack, we’re not going to whip off a COUPLE of pins, we’re going to whip off ALL of the pins!!!”

 

Standing ovation, pointing and laughing erupts. Nancy continues “we have an official score keeper who will count the blows and the removed pins for each of us. While you were out we verified the count – there are exactly 24 clothespins to be removed. We will take turns and if the score is tied at the end, we will move on to the cockle burrs for the bonus round. There are 9 of those, so no ties. But it’s going to be a challenge to get the one up your butt completely out without literally ripping you a new one.” The twins, who of course have a front row seat, giggle at this sick joke.

 

The two women start walking back in forth, licking their lips. TMO is almost giddy in anticipation.

 

Nancy says, “one more thing, you have a role to play too. You can direct us to hit softer or harder. Its your choice, but of course the softer we hit the less it hurts, but it will take more strikes to remove the pin and the harder we hit the more it will hurt, but the fewer blows it will take to remove the pin – the choice is all yours but once you indicate your preference it remains in effect until the pin is removed. This is an example of our kindhearted consideration we have for out party host. But remember, if you give up your right to indicate the firmness of the blows by not answering when we ask, the right transfers to the audience, and we will ask them from then on. OK, ready to get started?”

 

Like I had a choice.

 

Nancy says “Who goes first will be determined by who has the most control of their tools. We’ll test our control by taking a swing at the shaft of your outstretched dick and see who gets closer without actually striking it.”

 

As I look around, I can’t believe that there are this many women that totally enjoy seeing me tortured. Now I’m being reduced to a friggin party game for their amusement. Every time I look out at the mass of women my feeling of humiliation is exaggerated by seeing them all fully clothed with me being completely stretched out naked. I just wish they would stop looking me up and down the way they all do, gaining eye contact first before turning their gaze downward to my fully displayed and tortured cock and balls, making sure that I see them and know that they are enjoying my naked predicament.

 

I refocus to matters at hand as Nancy takes aim at my shaft and swings her riding crop downward and it just barely grazes the foreskin. As I wince, I’m thinking nice shot, like I give a damn who starts.

 

Next TMO steps up takes aim and takes a full swing at my defenseless member and her whip not only doesn’t miss, but the shards wrap completely around my shaft clacking the clothespins and making me see white. She shyly coos, “oops, I guess I lost.”

 

I know now that TMO is only in this to deliver as much pain as possible  to my dick that, in her mind, violated her by slapping on her unsuspecting tongue. 

 

So Nancy is first and she asks me “how do you want it soft or hard?” I’m thinking that obviously I should start with soft strokes and see if that knocks off the pins with the minimum of pain. So I quietly say “soft.” 

 

She takes aim at a pin on the side of my left nut and strikes a direct hit softly as she promised. I jump without moving because of my tight bondage, but the pin remains attached. She continues again and again and the pin slowly starts to slip a bit. The redundant whipping is increasingly painful and I’m wondering if “hard” would have been a better choice. After several smacks, Nancy finally accomplishes her task and the pin flies off and the blood rushing back to the pinned spot is much worse than the original pining and I am now beginning to hiss in and out between my teeth trying to stifle my groans knowing that the louder I scream the more fired up TMO gets.

 

Next up is TMO and as if she would listen to me, I mutter “very softly” – she must not of heard me. There are widespread gasps from the audience as she winds up and uses her muscular arms to drive a tremendous angle blow across the top of my outstretched shaft. The sound is an almost inhuman combination of clacking pins and leather slapping on delicate foreskin as several clothespins fly across the room. Her follow-through leaves her whip wound around my dick and when she jerks it back it rips additional pins roughly from my shaft in addition to twisting the barbed collar grotesquely and eliciting the most blood-curdling scream from my mouth that these women had ever heard. “AAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!”

 

TMO just cackles in my watering eyes and whispers in my ear, “before we are through with you, I am going to watch up close as a slimy dirty dick slides in and out of your mouth and we’ll see how you like it. I barely comprehend what she is saying, but know deep down that while I just experienced the most intense pain in my life, I would endure that all day rather than let another man’s cock enter MY mouth. (I am once again wrong about this and getting closer to the time when this impossible thought, becomes possible.)

 

Without any time to rest, Nancy steps up and says “hard or soft?” I still can’t speak as my entire body is shaking uncontrollably. She says “OK, you know the rules, if you don’t make the call, the audience does – what’s it going to be girls?” I couldn’t believe the enthusiasm in the audience when they all shouted out “HARD!!!”

 

I look over at TMO leaning against a barstool and she actually has her hand down her shorts masturbating herself. She is actually getting off sexually by torturing me and watching me squirm and scream out in pain. My mind snaps back to matters at hand as Nancy takes perfect aim and strikes a mighty blow on the yellow shop clamp on the tip of my dick. Another blood curdling scream “ARRRRRRGGGGGHHHH!” as the clamp goes flying and I’m sure that my dick must have been ripped off as well.

 

Somehow I am thinking to myself that the difference between the two tools doing a job on my genitals, is that Nancy’s riding crop is like a rifle with precise accuracy and TMO’s whip is more like a shotgun with less accuracy but a wider spread. I also realize that the clothespins that are barely hanging on like the ones along my shaft, came off more quickly, but more painfully and the pins that were further on with more skin pinched like the ones on the bottom of my balls took more blows to knock them off and while each blow was less painful, the numerous repetitions more than equaled out the pain scale. I thought the clothespins were painful when they were on, but it was a dull, ever increasing pain. When they are removed, the blood rushing back causes the pain to double. But when they are WHIPPED off, the pain is 100 times worse.

 

Obviously the girls are not really keeping score, because nobody could keep track of the pins flying across the room. Nancy and TMO continue on anyway, taking turns at ripping my manhood and enjoying the audience’s applause. It is the most humiliating and helpless feeling yet when I’m crying and pleading for them to stop and the entire audience just points and laughs and TMO laughs right in my face and proceeds to whip me even harder.

 

When we are down to the last clothespin, the twins jump up and plead with Nancy and TMO to let them have a whack at me. They reluctantly give up their control to the gorgeous girls now licking their lips standing in front of me sizing up their target that is far back on the underside of my scrotum.

 

I think that TMO is actually enjoying this more because she can concentrate on masturbating herself to a climax at my hopeless expense. I think that now that my eyes aren’t just watering  and I’m actually crying out load “OH, OH, OH, OH” is really putting her over the top.

 

The twins seem really excited and are fascinated at how my stretched out dick twitches and my balls shake up and down as they take a couple of practice swings. Now they start in earnest to attack their target, I am dismayed that they were not nearly as adept using their torture tools as Nancy and TMO. They seldom find their mark, but are enjoying themselves because of it. The one with the crop takes a full swing at the target and misses it completely with a SMACK directly against the front of my balls. She looks at her sister laughing and says “oops” as I fall loose in my bonds moaning “OOOOOHHHH NOOOO PLEEEESE NOOOOO!!!!”

 

I hear TMO gasping as she reaches her orgasm and the other sister says “wow that was fun, I love it when he thrashes about and screams like that, let me have my turn.” She swings the whip hard between my legs so that the tips of the whip slapped my ass crack reminding me that the cockle burrs are still in place. Again, I am thinking ‘armature, with that angle, there was no way you were knocking off the pin’ but I’m sure she feels success with my withering and renewed howling.

 

Eventually the gorgeous but inept twins are successful in removing the last clothespin to a round of standing ovation from the crowd.

 

Nancy comes up for some up close inspection and stretches my balls out to verify all of the pins had been removed as if it wasn’t obvious. The twins remain close by seeming to enjoy the special humiliation they cause me by staring at my dick and balls from close up.

 

Nancy takes the back-scratcher that I had experienced early on and with the aid of the twins to completely spread my ass cheeks, begins savagely scrape off the cockle burrs up my ass crack. Some of the women were becoming bored with my squirming and howling in pain and moving out of the room, but others are coming around to my back side to enjoy the final act of the show. It seems that Nancy, TMO and the twins, are insatiable and excited by each new variation of torture and my painful reaction.

 

It’s almost even more humiliating when you can hear and feel women behind you laughing and talking and not be able to see them. I feel several sets of hands pulling, poking, or slapping my ass checks.

 

Nancy continues her work now on the burrs that are on the outside of my butt hole. I am howling to their delight as she rips these off. The final cockle burr, as I feared, Is actually pushed up into my hole as a result of TMO’s savage whipping. Nancy puts the handle end of the scratcher up to my puckered hole and brutally pushes it inside.  There definitely isn’t room for the burr and the handle up my butt as a begin to convulse in my bondage. I hear gasps from the butt-side crowd, and giggling from the twins. Nancy was right with her prediction, it does feel like she’s ripping me a new one. As she grinds the handle up my butt, the tips of the burrs must be breaking off in my inside skin. She twists and moves the handle up my crack so that it is acting like a crowbar. The remains of the burr eventually pops out to a final round of applause.

 

Nancy holds up the riding crop and whip and says, “Anyone want another whack at is stretched out dick before I release him from the leash?”

 

“I DO, I DO!!!” the twins were chanting in unison.  They come around front and each take a torture tool. One of them says, “doesn’t that look nice, see how nice and red his balls are getting.”  I’m thinking it doesn’t look so nice to me, the subjects of my fantasies, preparing to do a number on my outstretched dick.

 

The one with the crop says, “can I give him a whack on his balls first, I really liked the way it sounded when I accidentally smacked them before.”

 

“Well Jack, is that OK with you. If not, we’ll turn you over to her.” Nodding over to TMO.

 

“No, no, anybody but her.”

 

I thought you would agree Jack. So now look her in the eyes and ask her to please smack you as hard as she can on the balls.”

 

The crop-wielding twin stands up and gains eye contact with her beautiful green eyes. Nancy has dreamed up another way to accentuate my humiliation as I turn beet red and say “would you please whip my balls as hard as you can with your riding crop?”

 

Again, as if she knew about my thoughts, she says with a smirk, “I’ll bet this too wasn’t part of your fantasy about me. How humiliating for you to actually beg me to smack your balls. I have just taken away your last shred of dignity.”

 

My head is spinning with her comments and I know she is right. I just want to disappear.

 

She stand to the side of my stretched out member and takes a mighty swing right under the shaft and squarely between my balls, WHHHACK.

 

“Nice shot sis.” With a laugh. “I like the way his balls shake with the recoil.”

 

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!”

 

I am still shuttering when the other twin swings the whip hard across my shaft and the whip tips wrap around me several times.  As she pulls back the tips get tangled together and are now just twisting the barbed collar around my dick and ripping my foreskin with it.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!”

 

Out of nowhere, the ridding crop has found its new mark right on the tip of my dick with another load SMMACK.

 

“NNNNNNNOOOOOOO!!!!,, OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHH!!!!”

 

As they walk away the whip is still hanging from my dick.

 

Nancy declares TMO as the winner of the contest, although I don’t know why other than to torment me further. TMO slowly stands up in her post climatic state and says “somebody bring me a bucket of soapy water and a scrub brush.  I am just looking at her with puzzled fear in my watering eyes.

 

To be Continued

 

Thanks for reading my story, I hope you are all enjoying it. I do appreciate your feedback. The story is generally true with Chapter 1 being completely true. The following Chapters so far are based on actual events but embellished for the written story. So any ideas for future chapters would be appreciated especially if any women out there that have ideas on how to further humiliate Jack, please e-mail.

 

Chapter 6 – Jack Off

Chapter 6 – Jack Off?

 

TMO releases the strap stretching my dick and unbuckles the collar so that my dick is free of pain for the first time in more than 2 hours. It is such a relief that I actually sigh “Ahhh!!” I look down at my poor dick and see small red bruises and a little dried blood where the barbs have cut into me. She brings a chair and places it right in front of me and says, “I’m going to clean you up a little bit before I allow you some relief and let you come. I’m on alert right away because I don’t trust her at all. What could she possibly be talking about? One of the women brings up a bucket of warm soapy water and an industrial strength scrub brush. Without another word TMO grabs the brush out of the water and starts scrubbing my dick and balls with the brush. The stiff bristles were quite painful on my already tender genitals and the soap is stinging the barb abrasions. TMO, of course, is enjoying this as she presses the stiff bristles into my scrotum. She scrubs every inch of my dick, balls, ass and everything in between. I could have never imagined what was next up for me.

 

TMO says as she is drying my privates with a towel “now, you little shithead, I’m going to make your day and allow your pathetic little dick to come.” It was starting to make sense when she snaps the collar back around my dick.

 

To gain an erection with this hellish thing on my dick would undoubtedly be the worse pain so far. But I’m fairly confident that there is nothing to worry about with the current level of pain and the ever present feeling of helpless humiliation of being exploited like this in front of all these clothed women, many of which I knew previously, I’m sure there is no risk of an erection. TMO says “if this pathetic tiny dick even gets a little bit bigger, the barbs on the inside of this collar are going to dig in deep.” She gives my dick a squeeze to emphasize. She continues “It’s an experiment for us to see if your pig desire to come is stronger that your threshold for pain. This should be fun.” A woman in the audience agrees with me and says “there’s no way you’re going to be able to make him come, just look at him, he’s tiny to start with and now he’s totally shriveled in humiliation.” I fell a renewed wave of embarrassment with the laughter and pointing as I feel their eyes on my crotch.

 

TMO says “Don’t worry, there are always ways to make a man come, no matter what the pain is. Twins, are you ready?” My head is swimming as I see the twins return and come right up to me wearing only jeans and matching bikini tops. My loins are already stirring when TMO says “OK girls do your thing, you’ll be rewarded in the end.”

 

I barely comprehend this last statement and let it pass as the twins simultaneously reach back and undo their tops and let them drop to the floor. I can’t believe what I’m seeing; it’s like my fantasy, but in a twisted way real. The subjects of my desires are now standing directly in front of me, naked from the waist up. Their breasts are even greater than in my dreams. They are smallish, the way I like them, and very firm with hard pink nipples. Their skin is so fair and fine that they both seem to be creamy pink all over.

 

After staring in my eyes for what seems like an eternity, I watch the two of them come even closer and drop to their knees right in front of my bound cock. I’m already feeling the inevitable and my dick is twitching up and down. The twins each reach out to touch my sex with one of them softly holding my shaft and the other caressing my balls. I’m getting harder and the barbs are starting to dig into my foreskin. Now I’m experiencing tunnel vision and the other women, even Nancy and TMO are blocked out of my consciousness. All I am aware of is my dream girls.

 

I shutter when I watch the two of them go to work. One is licking the tip of my dick and the other is down further licking my balls. It was exactly like my fantasy. I am barely aware of the increasing pain in my shaft as I continue with my hard on. The whole time the twins’ maintain eye contact with me. They seem to be enjoying themselves; I am mesmerized by one down lower, those beautiful green eyes looking up at me while she flicks her tongue all over my balls, her nose presses in against the soft skin. I am thinking that she is going to lick further back to my favorite spot to be licked, that very sensitive area between my balls and my butt hole, but she stops short with a little giggle when I groan. (I would find out tomorrow that this is not my favorite spot when it’s me doing the licking.)

 

TMO was right, there is always a way to make a man come, no matter the pain. Right now the pain is immense but ignored by me. I see no downside to what is happening (another big mistake) and I am just concentrating on coming in the mouths of these beautiful creatures. I am starting to moan in ecstasy and the twins come up for air. They can tell I am close to shooting and the one that was licking my balls is now right in front of me with her inviting mouth wide open, tongue out, a receptacle waiting for my seed with her hands massaging my nuts and the other one, that had been licking my shaft, is now vigorously jacking me off two inches in front of her sister’s incredible mouth. I think now that my shaft is bleeding, but at this point I obviously don’t care.

 

I know I’m coming and what a great site it is looking down at my dream girls between my legs. Then, the receptacle twin feels my balls begin to constrict and says “now” and she moves away and the hand job twin starts jerking as hard and fast as possible and a huge load of my seed shoots forward, but only the floor is there as a receptacle, not the beautiful, green eyed beauty that was there with open mouth just a second before. The jackoff twin pumps me dry and is completely inconsiderate of the collar digging into me.

 

TMO comes up and thanks the twins and turns to me and says, “That’s funny Jack, Jack-off, Jack, Jack-off, what do you think. Now we have no time to waste” and pulls out a new contraption that looks like a large pen but with a two-pronged tip. TMO demonstrates the new device by turning it on yielding a snapping sound and what looks like an electrical surge between the two tips. She says “say hello to your new friend, its like a miniature cattle prod” and she proceeds to pres it into my testicles that elicits a shutter and yelp from me.

 

She then comes up close to my face and says “that was set to 2 and it goes up to 10 so this is not the time to fuck with me” as I see her set the device up to 8.  “You will do what ever I tell you immediately or I will hurt you more than you can imagine. You got that”

 

I just nod knowing that she was serious and confident that she could indeed hurt me really bad.

 

I am wondering how I came from being in twin heaven to this.

 

TMO cuts the cord over my head and with my legs tied in the ultimate spread, fall immediately on my face. I sense the twins tying my hands behind my back before they release my legs. TMO quickly yanks the leash forward and I scurry as fast as I can on my knees until we were right in front of the audience.

 

I instinctively spread my knees wide with out being commanded as I was trained to do earlier. Again comfortable clothed females shift their line of sight from my pleading eyes down to my naked privates.

 

I don’t immediately notice anything else until TMO commands “Now, bend over and put your lips to the floor.” As I obey, knowing from before that once I committed and was bent over, with my hands tied behind me, I wouldn’t be able to pick my head up again, I see, to my horror that this is the place where most of my seed has flown. TMO is right behind me now and is pushing my legs even further apart with her feet and bens over and pushes the new device to a spot between my ass hole and balls, the place that only a minute before I was hoping to have licked by one of the twins, and presses on. I convulse on the floor and scream out. I knew she is serious now and although I have figured out what she intends, I still dread it and hope for something else.

 

Unfortunately, I am right. TMO commands, “ put your tongue out and lick up your own cum.” I hesitate, I had never tasted cum before, not even my own (it would be another day before what I would have considered impossible becomes possible – tasting another man’s cum.) and I feel nauseated by the prospect, but the cattle prod alternative seems worse as I hear it sputtering from between my obscenely spread knees. I feel another prod shot right on my puckered asshole and immediately start performing. As my tongue touches the first gob of cum, I see the knees of the twins out of the corner of my eye and realize that they had return to get a ringside seat for the show. As I struggle to lick the disgusting gob up, the twins squeal in delight at the degrading sight of me pushing my own cum around the floor with my tongue.

 

TMO could tell that licking was not getting the chore done. She zaps my balls again and says, “ Suck it up with your mouth like a vacuum cleaner, but don’t swallow until I say.” I immediately comply and realize that this, unfortunately for me, works much better. As I move from glob to glob and push my lips to the floor and suck, I hear that I’m getting approval from the audience from the renewed laughter and heckling. The twins are amused by the sucking sounds I’m making.

 

I can’t believe how much of my cum is on the floor. After several minutes of this ultimate humiliation, I’ve vacuumed up all of my seed. Just for fun, TMO zaps my balls for several seconds, which seems like hours, and I fall forward face down in what remains of my seed and slobber TMO says “get on your knees.” As I struggle to do so with knees again spread wide, the twins are right there laughing. One says, “Look, his cum is all over his face.” The other one chimes in “yea, and he thought he was going to shoot in MY mouth, and now look at him, his cum is on his nose and dripping off his chin.”

 

Now the onlookers have refocused their gazes back to my violated face. I just want to disappear.

 

TMO says “this sight is making me hot again, but we still have a little unfinished business. OK punk, open your mouth and show us all your cum on your tongue. I obey to another standing ovation from the audience, squeals of joy from the twins, and TMO continues, “now to make sure you get a really good, long lasting taste, GARGLE .”

 

How much worse can it get. How much more humiliated can I get. The crowd is chanting their encouragement as I put my head back and start gargling my own cum. After a several seconds of this, I’m completely taken off guard by TMO’s cruel zap to my balls the applause and laughter were so loud that I never heard it coming. The surprise causes me to inhale, and then I immediately begin choking and coughing.

 

The twins are jumping up and down in their excitement ant the crowd was in hysterics. I must have been quite a sight, kneeling naked, completely spread out with cum all over my face, leaking out of the corners of my mouth and now there is actually cum running out of my nose caused by the inhale and coughing it back up through my sinuses.

 

TMO is right there “now I bet you wish you never touched your slimy dick to my lips. OK, now swallow.” As she turns on her electric wand, I obey and gulp the remaining semen down and display my empty mouth as proof. 

 

“Now lick your lips.” The twins are right in front of my face, watching intently as I lick the cum off of my lips with the big gob that’s coming out of my nose runs onto my tongue. I swallow again.

 

Nancy nods approval and TMO starts to turn away, but then I see her turn her prod up to 10 and before I can react, she pushes it deep into the soft flesh of my testicles and says, “now we’re even, JACK” and turns the switch to on. I flop around on the floor uncontrollably to a final round of laughter and applause at my ever-increasing humiliation.

 

To be continued …

Chapter 7 – Exercise Time

Chapter 7 – Exercise Time

 

Nancy immediately grabs the end of the leash and jerks it backwards between my legs so that my dick is being stretched towards my ass crack as I manage to get up on my knees. As she pulls harder, I actually do a somersault to relive the pressure, which brings more heckling and applause. She continues the pressure upward and a quickly scurry to my feet. Nancy says “time for some exercise for our host.” She grabs a long pole from a shelf nearby and lays it on the floor behind me. I don’t like the path we’re heading sown when I realize that it is a spreader bar about 8 feet long with ankle cuffs on the front edge and a loose cord about two feet long with metal loop facing up right in the center.

 

I’m wondering what the cord with the loop is for when the twins come up and each securely attaches an ankle in the cuffs. I’m thinking that this isn’t to bad because my legs are just spread a normal distance. I watch Nancy closely as she goes to one of the ends of the bar and I see something that I hadn’t noticed before. She squats down and grabs what looks like a crank. As she starts turning it, the cuffs around my ankles start to move outwards. There is pointing and laughter from the crowd and wide eyed anticipation from the twins as Nancy spreads my legs wide. I have never stretched this far and it feels like she is going to split me open. She pauses for a second and then gives it one more turn for good measure. I am obscenely stretched out and exposed to all and more helpless than ever.

 

Next Nancy squats down in front of me holding a long strand of sisal twine. She grabs my balls and stretches them down and motions for TMO to help, which she gladly obliges. TMO takes the twine and loops it several times around my ball sack above my stretched out balls. She ties it off tightly and the sisal is itching and digging into my sack. Nancy lets go and they both admire their work. The skin over my balls is pulled tight and I know from experience over the past few hours that the tighter the ball skin is, the more sensitive to pain it is. Then Nancy says “watch this” and I suddenly realize what the loose cord with the loop on the spreader bar is for as Nancy proceeds to run the twine through the loop and ties it off securely. I’m again thinking ‘this isn’t too bad my balls aren’t even stretched…..oh my God as my memory replays the ankle spreading’ and I look in horror, even before Nancy starts to move, at the other end of the bar and see another crank.

 

It’s becoming clear to me what is about to happen, and I definitely don’t like it. Nancy squats down and starts turning the crank. As expected the cord that is now hooked to my balls is moving downward into the hole on top of the bar. She continues until the slack is taken up and she playfully says to me “another turn?” which she, of course, does over my protesting. She continues this sick game for a few more turns and my balls are obscenely stretched down from my crotch and I’m begging her to stop.

 

TMO is laughing hysterically now and says, “Nancy, you are the best, I’m turned on the most from his ultimate humiliation that occurs when he’s squirming and pleading with you to stop and we just laugh in his face and continue.” She is really enjoying herself now and is inches from my face, and calls out without looking away “give it another turn Nanc.” I do what she wants by screaming out in pain. “OOOOOOFFFFFFFFHHHHHHH!!!!”

 

Nancy says “we’re just getting warmed up here” as she unties my hands and the blood flows back to relieve the numbness. She now takes two pieces of wood that look to be 1X2s about 18 inches long and a roll of duct tape. She has the excited twins help her again and the tape the pieces of wood on the back side of my arms against my elbows and stretching from just above my wrists to just below my shoulders. I have no idea what she’s up to now, but the wood has in essence made it impossible to bend my arms at the elbow. Now

 

Nancy expertly ties a cord around one of the 1X2s about where my elbow is and ties it loosely to something behind me. She does the same with the other side so now I can’t bend my arms and I can’t move them forward, I can only move them freely straight up from my sides.

 

Next she ties a metal ring to the cord that is still attached to my barbed cock “collar from hell”. She also ties two additional long cords to the same ring and throws the ends of the two cords over the overhead beam. Help from the now giddy twins one more time. The audience is getting louder with pointing and having side discussions. They seem to be talking amongst themselves and trying to figure what new treat Nancy has in store for them. I am getting nauseated thinking about what is coming next. 

 

The twins each are holding weights that look like the ordinary kind that you see in health clubs. It’s hard to tell, but they look to be about 10 lbs each. Nancy ties the ends of the two cords securely to the weights. And with TMO’s help grab both of my arms and pull them up from my body to where the twins are holding the weights. My hands are about shoulder high and the weighted cords are about the same height with no slack in them. The twins put a weight in each hand palm side down, and giggle menacingly as I start convulsing and screaming “NNNNNNNOOOOO NNNNNNNOOOOOO NOT THIS!!!”

 

The twins back away and TMO and Nancy simultaneously let my arms go as Nancy says “EXERCISE TIME!!!”

 

From the twins “this is going to be great” and “this slow torture is so exciting, look at his face already.” They proceed to pull two chairs up to inches away and are both just starring at my distended member and giggling and whispering to each other.

 

Nancy says “OK girls, let’s get something to eat, while are little guy tests his own strength.” With that the girls follow Nancy out into the kitchen passing by me for a closer look. One of them picks up TMO’s whip and gives a couple of strong whacks across my ass. My instincts want my hand to react, but the pain is so immense when I move them just a few inches that I quickly return to my task of keeping my arms from falling. A few of them grab the shaft of my dick to see how tight it is being stretched like they were testing the tension in a rope.

 

I am thinking about how all of my dignity is now completely gone as I’m totally stretched out naked, completely exposed to over twenty fully clothed women with my cock and balls completely vulnerable to any sick torture they can think up and for what, because I thought Nancy would talk and I would lose my job. It seems so stupid now that almost every woman in my office, including the stunning twins, have participated in my absolute humiliation which I’m now realizing will prohibit me from returning to work anyway.

 

The twins stay behind, “how can anyone think about eating at a time like this.” To them this was the most exciting game yet. They have a point blank view of the “exercise boy” and they are loving every minute of it. This game is more exciting to them because nobody has to administer pain to me; I’m actually creating my own unbearable pain as my arms tire. After about 10 minutes, I am looking at the cords and realize that with my arms having dropped already to about mid chest level and my dick stretched up to my belly button, that when my hand inevitably tire completely and drop to my sides the full TWENTY POUNDS of weight will be stretching my dick and digging the barbs deep into my skin.

 

The twins have found TMO’s spiked roller spur toy and are playfully rolling it up and down my shaft and across the tip. They seem really excited when they roll it into my pee slit which is causing the most squirming by me. It’s unbelievable that they are working my dick over and laughing at my moaning and my hands are untied but I’m unable to fight them off.

 

One of the twins then discovers what I have already learned today, that the soft skin on my balls is very sensitive, especially when the skin is pulled tight by rough sisal twine. They are rolling the sharp twines of the roller firmly over my ball sack. By now my hands are almost down to stomach level and my eyes are watering and I’m just sobbing out loud as the twins mercilessly exploit my swollen testicles.

 

“Wow sis, you made “tiny dick” cry. Even though they are administering severe pain, I think that it’s the total helpless humiliation that excites these two like giving me some control over my own pain by holding the weights up but knowing the inevitable result. They definitely like the slow torture reveling in the moment and inflicting even greater humiliation knowing that I know what is going to slowly happen to me before it takes place. They are like spoiled children when their parents tell them to stop doing something they say “no” and continue on even more so. I am learning that they get giddy when I’m in pain and plead with them to stop causing them to pursue their torture even more aggressively. They also seem to really like to look at all of my privates from very close range. And they love to laugh at my discomfort and embarrassment when I plead for them to stop, knowing that I am completely helpless to actually stop them.

 

Now I am sweating profusely from trying to keep my arms up. They have fallen almost all the way to my sides and aching and starting to cramp up. I keep trying to get up on my tiptoes to relieve some of the pressure, but the ball noose is doing its job of keeping my feet flat on the floor. The twins seem to enjoy how the balls twitch around as I try raising up. I’m just moaning out loud “OOHH, OOHH, OOHH” over and over.

 

My dick looks like it’s about to pull in two and the twins have discovered new territory as they have taken up spots between my legs like they’re camping and my legs are the tent. One is now really applying full force with the sharp tined “roller from hell” on the ultra sensitive skin between my balls and butt hole. It’s unbelievable to me that before today, I would jack off fantasizing that these gorgeous twins would lick me right where they instead were inflicting the most painful torture yet.

 

I was almost forgetting about the state of my poor dick, when I heard renewed giggling and excitement. They are exploring all the private parts of my body like they’re Louis and Clark. Stopping here and there for a little focused attention and enjoyment of my squirming and increased moaning. The twins have moved a little further back and one of them is spreading my ass cheeks for better access.

 

While the pain now is unbearable, the feeling of complete helpless humiliation is paramount in my thinking, as I know it is with the twins. I can’t see them at all, but can feel them and the thought of the two of them sitting behind me under my splayed out legs with my balls stretched to their limits for their viewing enjoyment and now my ass cheeks spread wide with both of them poking and giggling so close that I can feel their breath on my ass hole – my humiliation must be complete (if only I could foresee tomorrow).

 

The others are starting to reassemble as one of the twins is squealing with joy at my convulsions when she applies maximum pressure with the roller around and in my butt hole. I am thrashing about without regard to my poor dick and balls and I see TMO over to the side with her hand down her shorts again.

 

Nancy says “you twins are naturals. I hope you’ll be joining us tomorrow.” The words barely even registered in my brain with all that is happening to me. I am completely broken as my arms are at my sides and my dick is somehow holding the full twenty pounds, which has naturally stretched my balls even tighter, and the twins have the roller almost completely inside my hole.

 

I’m sobbing uncontrollably with pleading eyes and barely aware of the girls pointing, gasping, and laughing, “Oh my God, that looks impossible” and “I can’t believe it, it doesn’t even look like a dick anymore” and “I didn’t think I would enjoy this so much, I love to watch him squirm and cry.” Nancy is also laughing as she tests the tightness of the weighted cord by pulling outward on my dick with her hand around the collar. I think she realizes also that I am broken and she will not be able to elicit any further reaction, and says “enough, we don’t want to ruin him …. Yet.” With that she holds up the weights and smirks at the dread she sees in my eyes as I know she’s thinking about dropping them, but then she cuts the cords and I immediately fall to my knees which actually pulls a little more on the ball noose, but two women are loosening the cranks for both my balls and ankles. I am soon completely free and just curl up in a fetal position on the floor.

 

To be continued…

Chapter 8 – Time to Please my Guests

Chapter 8 – Time to Please my Guests

 

Two women carry what looks like a piece of exercise equipment out into the middle of the room. It is a narrow bench about 5 feet long, the kind you use for weight lifting. I am still slumped on the floor and am unable to defend myself as several women drag me over to the bench and proceed to strap me down to it face up. My legs are pulled to each side of the bench and secured together underneath so that my privates are once again completely exposed to all. My arms are tied to the railings of the bench with my head right at one of the ends.

 

One of the twins says, “Don’t tie him too tight, we like to se him thrash around when he struggles against his bonds, it’s more exciting that way.”

 

I look up at the gathering still clothed female captures who are once again looking me up and down, drinking in my helpless, exposed, vulnerability and humiliation and I say “please, I’ll do what ever you want with no argument, but please don’t hurt me anymore.”

 

“Well Jack,” the other twin starts “if we don’t hurt you, it just wouldn’t be any fun for us.” I’m thinking how could these sweet, young little girls be so sadistic?

 

TMO says “Time to turn up the heat.” as she lights several candles. I am again nauseated thinking about the possibilities.

 

Nancy says, “Jack, you look confused, like you don’t know what is about to happen. Let me help you understand. First, with the help of the twins, we are going to demonstrate how painful it can be to have your cock and balls mercilessly burned with hot candle wax. I’m guessing, since I don’t have a cock to know for sure, that the most painful spots will be right on the tip, in the piss slit, along the shaft, and on the soft underside of your balls. What do you think?” I’m just blankly staring at her and shaking my head back and forth.

 

Nancy continues, “After we grow tired of hearing you scream for mercy, we are going to take turns with you’re tongue. As we straddle your head and lower ourselves on your face, you will beg each one of us to let you lick our ass and cunt.”

 

To the audience she says “As I mentioned before, he is to please all of us that want it. If you are shy, you can wait until the public show is over and we will take him to one of the bedrooms where you can have your own private one-on-one session. Personally, I’m doing it right here, I want to feel his ultimate humiliation as he sticks his tongue up into my bung hole while all of you are watching close up.”

 

TMO says, “But remember no using his pathetic dick for sex, Jack’s dick and balls are for whipping and burning with wax and in no way for his pleasure. On the other hand, you can ride his face until his tongue is raw.” Cheers of approval from the girls.

 

Nancy takes the collar off of my dick shaft and reveals red dots and scrapes where the barbs cut into my foreskin during the weight exercise. The twins are right there as always, “Oh, you have an owie, you want us to kiss it and make it better” as they lean down on either side of my dick to within an inch which somehow still makes my groin twitch a little and one says “Just kidding, not in a million fucking years would our tongues touch that disgusting little dick again.” And they all laugh.

 

Nancy motions for the twins and says “OK, I want the two of you to pull his foreskin around the tip of his dick out and up beyond the tip. She demonstrates using her thump and forefinger to pull the loose skin and the twins are a good study as they now have a little skin “crater” pulled up all around the tip of my shriveled dick As they stretch the skin tight there is actually a trench all the way around the tip of my dick over a half an inch deep.

 

Next Nancy gives TMO some latex gloves and says, “Here, so you don’t get burned.” TMO puts on the gloves as Nancy says, ”I want you to spread the tip of his dick by placing your thumbs together right on the tip and rolling them back on each side of the tip so that his piss slit is forced completely open.” I’m starting to jerk around as she complies.

 

Nancy then takes a large candle and brings the flame close to my dick. The twins are giddy in anticipation.

 

She says to TMO, “Let go when I tell you, and move your hands away”

 

“OK”

 

All of my clothed friends are pushing in to get a better look and a couple of them are forcing my head up so that I have no choice but to look down at my dick in horror.

The candle has a large cavity, which is now full of melted wax. It looks like time for action as Nancy starts to tip the candle. She looks at me and says, “The heat of the wax as it hits your skin is relative to how far up I hold the candle because the air cools the wax on the way down. So how far up do you think I should hold the candle?”

 

I can’t believe I’m actually answering this, but say “about 3 or 4 feet.”

 

“OK, it’s settled then, 2 INCHES it is.”

 

She immediately puts the candle right over the tip of my dick and quickly tips it sideways. The wax begins flowing right into my stretched open piss hole which quickly fills. “AAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!”

 

“Now” shouts Nancy to TMO who releases her hold and takes her hands away.

 

The wax is now filling the skin “crater” that the twins have created around the head of my cock. Normally when wax hits flat on skin, it burns but quickly cools, but with the crater effect created with my foreskin pulled up over my cock head, the burning is a hundred times more intense because the volume of wax around the head is large enough that it is not immediately hardening and cooling.

 

I must look like I’m having a seizure as I violently pull against my bonds and flail about. “OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHH”, “NNNNNNOOOOOOOO!!!”

 

As the twins release their grip, they are amazed that the entire head of my dick is encased in wax and the foreskin that they were holding is still stuck on the outside of the head encasement.

 

Now Nancy says “Now for the balls.” I am thrashing about when one of the twins says “see how much more exciting it is when you don’t tie him as tight.”

 

Nancy motions to TMO who still has the gloves on and she savagely grabs my nuts and squeezes and twists at the same time so that my balls are now pointing straight up and the skin is completely tight.

 

When the next wave of wax hits the stretched skin on the bottom of my balls, I almost buck TMO off of me with my extreme convulsions. “NNNNNNNOOOOOOOO!!!!, NNNNNNNNOOOOOOO!!!, PLEEEEEEEEEEZE NNNNNNNOOOOO!!!!”

 

Nancy stands up and looks like she has finished with her lesson when I hear, but can’t see a twin, say “What about down here? Please, just a little more.”

 

“OH OK, anything for you spoiled twins.”

 

I can feel hot breath against my skin below my balls and instinctively know that the twins have their point blank view of my next humiliation. They each reach under the bench and pull out on my ass cheeks. The vinyl cover on the bench grips the skin and keeps the cheeks spread. With TMO now straddling me and sitting on my stomach, I can’t see but know that something wicked is about to happen. TMO is pulling my balls toward her completely exposing the tender area between the balls and butt hole to the up close twins who seem to have a special interest in this particular area of my scrotum. It’s like they know about my fantasies about them and how much I like women to flick their tongues right in the area that they are now only inches away. They are so close, that they could actually touch me with their tongues now if they just stuck them out, but instead they seem focused on inflicting as much pain as possible to this most sensitive area. I think back to when they first came in to the house and came right up in front of my stretched out exposed body and the spike in my humiliation made me plead with them not to look at me down there, and now not only have they looked and tortured everything I have, they are now staring an inch away from my most private area.

 

Without warning, Nancy tips the candle and wax hits the area of interest to the twins and I buck and scream while the twins squeal in amazement. The wax covers the underside of my balls and runs down the ultra-sensitive ball to butt hole area and then on to my puckered ass hole. I was shaking and gasping, but no sound was coming out.

 

TMO gets up and says “Time for the show, I’ll go first, if nobody minds.”

 

She quickly pulls her shorts and underwear down and I actually notice that her underwear are wet. She startles the bench with her crotch above my face and says, “Gather around girls for a good close look and I’ll show you how this is to be done. You’ll all see how humiliated he is when he pushes his tongue into my bung hole.”

 

She leans over my body so that her head is near my crotch and is bent over for all to see her ass descend on my face. She grabs a candle and tips it over my dick and says “This will keep you motivated. Now beg me to let you put your tongue up my ass hole.”

 

As she tips the candle again over my balls I shout out “Please may I lick your ass crack clean and put my tongue up your ass hole?”

 

TMO bends over further so that everyone can see her hole as she lowers herself to my extended tongue. I enthusiastically lick up and down her crack several times and then concentrate solely on her hole. She is moaning and the audience is roaring as I flick my tongue around her hole. She commands, “DEEPER” as she gains my attention and generated newfound enthusiasm by tipping the candle on my balls and just keeps it there until I become more imaginative and roll my tongue into a pointer and stick it deep in her musky smelling bunghole.

 

I hear “OH MY GOD, Look at that, he actually has his tongue deep in her hole.” And “I’ve had men lick me there before, but this is incredible, he’s like more than an inch up into her.” I can feel that TMO is masturbating her clit while she ass fucks my tongue.

 

I hear a sound that I’ve been hearing off and on for hours but it didn’t sink in until now when someone says, “I can’t wait to e-mail these to my friends at work.” The sounds over the last couple of hours, and now at my time of ultimate humiliation with my tongue far up into TMO’s ass hole, are digital cameras recording the festivities. My mind wants me to scream out “Oh my god, what have I gotten myself into.”

 

The women can’t believe what they are seeing and the twins are of course giddy at the sight before them, as TMO ass fucks my tongue. One of them says, “this is exactly what I want to see, Jack completely stretched in front of us, helplessly humiliated and now completely devoid on any human dignity with his tongue deep up an asshole, this couldn’t be more exciting.”

 

When TMO is finally satisfied after several minutes of riding my tongue, she collapses off my body leaving me for my next guest, which is of course Nancy.

 

Nancy, like TMO wants the audience participation, and immediately offers me her butt hole, but she is also interested in getting off. So as I lick her ass crack thoroughly and spear my tongue up her hole like I did TMO, she tells the twins “rip that old wax off his dick and balls so that if I need to adjust his attitude, I can get a direct shot at his aching red balls.”

 

The twins are thrilled with their new directive and both start attacking my privates with great enthusiasm. The wax buildup is large after TMO’s attitude adjustment to my privates. My dick and balls are completely covered in at least ¼ inch of wax. “This will be like a bikini wax only I bet it will hurt his balls more that it hurts our upper thighs, especially when we do it like this.” And without warning they both grab an edge of the wax on my testicles and rip as hard as they can. They are giggling as my body starts convulsing “IT WORKED!!” one of they said excitedly “It ripped off all of the hair on his balls.” They then return to what has become their favorite spot deep down behind my balls towards my ass hole and continue the ripping. As I’m squirming in my bonds, they are admiring their handy work with their cool fingers probing and tickling my lower scrotum. “Look at how smooth this area is now. It even ripped out those little hairs he had around his butt hole.”

 

Yea, and I like how red it is too. I’ll bet that the wax will even hurt more now that the skin is raw from the hair removal.” They couldn’t be more right, as Nancy gives my aching balls a little test. The drops sting no much, that it feels literally like salt in a wound. “AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!” “PPPLLLLLLLEEEESSSSSSSEEEEEE!!”

 

Nancy says to me “Beg me to let you put your nose up into my ass hole.”

 

More humiliation that I can’t prevent so to avoid getting my balls burned any more (how stupid can I get), I plead, “Nancy, please let me put my nose up into your butt hole.”

 

I’m sure she’s smiling as the girls gather around my face. Nancy reaches back with both hands and spreads here ass checks wide and lowers her hole right over my nose.

 

I hear, “Wow, how humiliating, his nose is actually going up her hole, this is the best yet.”

 

She sits back with all of her weight and released her cheeks. I can’t believe I’m hearing applause and laughter, as I’m nearly suffocating.

 

Nancy has now settled in for her inevitable orgasm at the expense of my tongue and worse yet my balls. She now has her clit directly over my tongue so that her ass hole is grinding down on my nose and is nearly suffocating me.

 

She starts to gyrating forward and backwards riding my tongue and face like a bareback bronco. My tongue is going from in front of her clit to back past her ass hole with each gyration and each time forward, my nose is ground inside her butt hole.

 

 

TMO takes over the candle duties from Nancy, Nancy is moaning and I’m screaming in agony and I hear her say “Keep him screaming, it’s a complete sensory overload. Watching his dick and balls getting burned with Jack squirming against his bonds, hearing his muffled screams from between my legs, hearing the girls laughing at his humiliation, and actually feeling the vibrations of his screams against my clit makes me more excited than I have ever been.”

 

TMO gladly obliges with Nancy’s desire and keeps me howling in pain.

 

She finally climaxes and her juices flow freely all over my face and into my mouth. She has me lick her clean from cunt to butt.

 

TMO is up and says, “OK, who’s next. How about you twins, you deserve this.”

 

No thanks, we don’t need any sexual gratification, we just wand to watch him squirm, cry out in pain, and most of all be degraded and completely humiliated in front of us and helpless to do anything about it.”

 

“I love it when he looks around at all of the eyes on him and strains against his ropes. It’s like he is still trying to cover himself from our sight and hasn’t figured out yet that we own his cock and balls now.”

 

“To see him with his tongue or nose up in a woman’s butt is really exciting from up close, but if we make him do it to us, we won’t be able to watch. Watching is better for us.”

 

A few more women wanted their asses licked out in public, which thrilled the twins. Although I obliged them without hesitation, TMO still administered more hot wax from really close to the newly sensitized balls. The twins loved watching it flow down like molten lava across there favorite place behind my balls and continue on into my butt hole and my muffled screams into the point blank puckered bung hole of one of the women.

 

After they were happy with this section of my humiliation, there was a show of hands of how many women wanted to be serviced one-on-one in the privacy of a bedroom. About half of the women raised their hands.

 

They carried me on my bench back to the back of the house and into a bedroom where I spent the next hour or so servicing and being privately tortured in new ways by about a dozen women.

 

When they were all finished with me, Nancy and TMO attach a single ankle cuff to my right ankle and release me from the bench, as TMO stand ready with her zapper set at 10. The cuff is welded onto a long chain, which is connected to an eyebolt on the floor.

 

It just hits me that Nancy must have had this planned for months to have all of this equipment ready. Leg spreader, whips, cattle prod, riding crop, ankle cuffs, how did she accumulate all these things.

 

The girls just get up and head for the door.

 

“Sleep tight, you have a big day tomorrow.”

 

They close the door and I hear it lock behind them.

 

Left to myself, I assess my situation; I am, of course, still naked but my hands are free and can move about the bedroom to the extent the chain allows. I notice that there is a loaf of bread and several bottles of water on a small table near the bed. I also discover that the chain allows me to utilize the facilities of the small attached bathroom.

 

I drink down a couple bottles of water and eat several slices of bread and proceed to lay down on the bed and quickly fall off.

 

To be Continued …..

Chapter 9 - Big Man On Campus

Chapter 9 - Big Man On Campus

 

I wake with a jolt as I hear the bedroom door opening. I quickly come to and recall my situation. This has got to stop now, I don’t care anymore about losing my job or even going to jail, I simply can’t endure any more torture.

 

As TMO and Nancy enter the room I say, “OK that’s it, I’m finished, go ahead and call my boss with your evidence and I’ll take whatever punishment comes from it.”

 

“Silly Jack, we don’t even care about the evidence now, we have far more leverage over you. Remember we have pictures and video of you begging me to let you stick your tongue into my butt hole and then you actually do it on film. By the way, Jack, you were incredible, I think your tongue was more than an inch inside my ass. It really felt great and the good news for me is that it won’t be long until we have a repeat performance. I purposely didn’t shower today to enhance the experience for you.”

 

Nancy says, “Oh by the way, while you were sleeping, we took your keys and visited your apartment and look what we found.” As she held up my name and address book, I lunged at her and fell hard to the floor as I came to the end of my chain.

 

“So Jack, we really don’t care what you did at work because if you don’t behave now, we will send videos and pictures to everybody in this book including all of your relatives. Oh, I almost forgot, we called some of the women listed here and several of them are joining us later. They are looking forward to getting reacquainted with you.”

 

TMO adds, “Besides, since you are always restrained with ropes and your leash, you are basically our slave now. The videos and pictures are just for insurance.”

 

I’m feeling nauseous as the two of them jump on my back and quickly tie my hands behind my back. They roll me over and attach the “leash from hell” around my dick. They take me into the shower and with only cold water; TMO uses the stiff brush that she had used on me before to scrub my entire body. 

 

They release my ankle and lead me out through the house were the twins are having breakfast. “Good morning sleepy Jack, ready for your big day?”

 

I’m in a daze and think back just a day ago, before Nancy called with the “evidence”, I was thinking what a great life I had and now I’m in hell standing naked in front of my two dream girls who are fully clothed and looking me up and down.

 

“Did somebody forget their training, when you are presented to any women, you are to immediately drop to your knees and spread them as far apart as possible for our viewing pleasure and your humiliation.”

 

I immediately comply as the twins giggle and sip their coffee like this is a normal breakfast show.

 

TMO yanks me back to my feet and says, “OK let’s get moving, time for a change in venue.”

 

We head for the front door and my mind is going a million miles an hour, she’s not really going to take me outside is she.

 

Nancy takes a large beach sized white towel from a coat rack and wraps it around my waist. The towel is equipped with a Velcro strip along the top edge, which she secures tightly so that the towel will not fall off of me. The leash is run through the opening where the two ends come together.

 

Without another word, we are out the door and going down the sidewalk. I am ready to explode from this experience. I AM OUTSIDE WITH ONLY A TOWEL COVERING ME. The embarrassment and humiliation is greater than ever now. Inside, sometimes other people are naked, but outside, everybody is fully clothed – except now, and the only one who isn’t is me.

 

The sun is bright and the morning air is brisk against my naked skin. We are getting strange stares from cars going by as Nancy and TMO parade their slave, Jack down the street with the twins close behind giggling the whole way.

 

Nancy’s house is near a urban college campus and getting more and more uneasy as it seems we are headed for it. It is an ALL GIRLS college.

 

As we enter the campus grounds, to my relief, there doesn’t seem to many students out yet.

 

TMO seems to read my mind and says, “Don’t worry Jack, it’s early still, they’ll be out soon enough.”

 

I am sickened by this thought and wondering what exactly they intend to do with me. I’m quite sure it will involve helpless humiliation and probably some pain as well.

In the middle of the campus, there is a memorial to some famous woman. This memorial is an engraved rock in front of a large oak tree. The rock and tree have a wrought iron fence around them, which is about 4 feet high with ornate tines protruding upward from the vertical bars.

 

“This should work just fine”

 

They back me up to the fence, and loop my tied wrists up over one of the vertical bars so that the top horizontal bar keeps the rope from slipping any lower, but impossible to get loose. With my hands bent that far up, I am forced to bend my body over forward slightly and am unable to back up to the fence or use my hands to hold my towel on in case it starts to slip.

 

Nancy takes a piece of paper that has some scribbling on it and with a piece of packing tape which she has with her, reaches up under my towel and tapes the note on the front of my testicles.

 

Nancy says, “Now Jack, we are going to conduct a little test with you. This part of the campus is very popular and will be very active in less than 30 minutes from now. So here’s the deal, if you can talk students into releasing you without removing the towel, we will let you go. If they instead rip off that towel and laugh at your total humiliation of being completely naked OUTSIDE and tied helpless in the middle of an all girls college campus, then we win and continue with the planned activities.”

 

She took great pleasure in detailing the situation if I lose, as if that wasn’t apparent to me.

 

One of the twins says, “See this is the kind of stuff I love. We all know what is going to happen, Jack knows what is going to happen, but he is completely helpless to stop the inevitable AND he has time to contemplate it before it becomes reality. He might even wishfully think that he might win and actually talk some girls into releasing him with out humiliating him – YEA RIGHT!”

 

“OK Jack, we’ll be watching and enjoying from close by.”

 

They just leave me there as I plead, “Please no, don’t leave me here, I’ll do anything you want!”

 

“Like I’ve said before Jack, you already are doing what I want. What better way to get to the next level of your helpless humiliation than to move the activities outside and expose you to a wider audience – sorry for the pun.”

 

Amused laughter as they leave me stranded. I realize that the leash is still on my cock and the end is hanging between my legs.

 

A few minutes go by that seems like hours when I hear a whistle and look up to see Nancy, TMO, and the twins on the roof of a two story building about 50 yards away. They have a great view of the upcoming show – TMO actually has binoculars.

Several more minutes go by as I try to find a way to escape. There is definitely increasing activity around the campus.

 

My first encounter is 3 girls approaching on the path. As they see me, they are first a little frightened, and when they realize that I am helpless, they just giggle with a little embarrassment as they stroll by without stopping.

 

A few more women pass fairly close either individually or in pairs. I am beat red now in anticipation of what the twin had said was inevitable – me being completely naked in front of a whole fully clothed female student body.

 

A group of about seven girls were approaching all talking at once and didn’t even see me until they were almost on top of me. They stop short and the one that seems like the leader of the pack says, “Well, well, well, what do we have here?”

 

I immediately begin my negotiations with “Thank you for stopping.” as I notice her looking me up and down and the other girls are giggling. I continue, “This is all a big mistake, it’s just a prank that went too far. So if you would just untie my hands, I will reward all of you – how about $100.”

 

As if she didn’t hear a word I said, she comes right up in front of me and pulls one of the towel flaps out a little and says, “Are you naked under there?”

 

“No, no, nothing like that, so just untie me and we can go to an ATM to get your money.”

 

“Then why are your legs crossed, got something to hide?”

 

“What’s this?” As she grabs my leash and pulls down I let out a little gasp.

 

“I think he’s crossing his legs because he’s a little shy in front of us.”

 

From behind me I hear, “Hey, I don’t know where these came from, but they should help cure his shyness.”

 

I can’t believe my eyes and I glare up to the roof. That bitch TMO actually left behind a couple of ropes and now is gazing at me with her binoculars.

 

There are more girls gathering around as I watch in horror as the ropes are tied to my ankles. They then pull my legs apart and tie them off on far ends of the fence.

 

My legs are now spread wide apart and I’m afraid that the stretching is going to pull the Velcro apart, but it holds fast. I’m still resisting thinking about the inevitable.

 

The leader is now really enjoying herself and is pulling the towel up to show my thighs. This brings out catcalls and whistles from the ever-growing student body viewing me.

 

I’m struggling against my bonds in a last ditch effort to get free. I’m sure the twins are enjoying the site like they always do. They seem to love to see me struggle and squirm to try to cover my naked privates.

 

I hear out in the crowd, “Wow, this is going to be great. I’m sure glad my cell phone is also a camera!”

 

“Well stud, we are all really enjoying seeing you blush in embarrassment in front of us, but just imagine what is about to happen. With you completely helpless knowing that at any second I’m going to rip that towel away from you and you will be spread out naked and humiliated in front of all these girls who will be laughing and pointing and drinking in your naked humiliation with their eyes. The anticipation must be thrilling to you.”

 

Thrilling is not the word that comes to my mind, I just want to disappear. It wouldn’t be until this entire ordeal is over that I begin to think of situations like this as thrilling.

 

She grabs the top edge of the towel.

 

To be Continued…….

Chapter 10 – Jack’s Race

Chapter 10 – Jack’s Race

 

With a lightning quick snatch, the fresh air swooshes against my groin, which exaggerates my nakedness, OH MY GOD, I’M OUTSIDE, NAKED AND HELPLESS.

 

Again I hear myself pathetically saying “No, please don’t look at me down there.” As I see a sea of female eyes looking me up and down. They are all pointing and laughing and I see the twins on the rooftop jumping up and down with glee.

 

(A word about my dick. Several women have recently commented on the small size. Actually I’ve been told that it is quite large when it is hard.  I have become aware that when soft, it is smaller than most, and when hard, it’s above average. So while it’s an unfair criticism being made here, it is quite humiliating all the same. So since it is small to start with when soft, exaggerate that by being naked and humiliated in front of dozens of clothed girls, being outside in the cool morning air, having constant pain from the barbed leash, I’m sure that it is smaller than ever.)

 

 “Look at his little pencil dick.” Says the one with the cell phone camera as she clicks off a few pics. ”I’ll e-mail them back to the girls in the dorm. That ought to get them down here in a hurry.”

 

“Good, he looks like he would like a larger crowd to perform for.”

 

“What’s this?” The leader says as she yanks my dick up with the leash. She rips off the note that Nancy taped on my balls. I scream as she pulls off the little remaining hair.

 

“It’s a note.”

 

She reads aloud to the excited crowd. ”Hi, my name is Jack. I am here for your amusement. I like to be stretched out naked with all of my private parts exposed and vulnerable in front of as many fully clothed women as possible. I like to be stared at while I struggle in vain to cover myself. I must always have my legs spread far apart whenever I’m standing or knelling in front of clothed women. And as much as I like the feeling of complete helpless humiliation in front of you, I also enjoy a little pain to take my mind off my embarrassment. Clothespins, whips, and hot candle wax are a few of my favorite things to be used on my cock and balls, but I’ll leave it up to your imagination. Please degrade me in every possible way and when you finally grow tired of abusing me, call this number so that my owners can come get me.”

 

I look to the roof top and see TMO with her hand down her shorts again.

 

I plead, “Please let me go, I’ll do anything you want.”

 

As if she had heard Nancy say this before, “Jack, you already are doing what we want.” - Roars of laughter.

 

I’m thinking aren’t there any teachers at this college that might put a stop to this embarrassing show?

 

The leader is conducting an up close inspection of my cock and balls. She tilts the end of the leash that’s digging into my cock. “Oh my god, look at this, this thing has long barbs on the inside. No wonder his little dick is so shriveled. It must really hurt when I do this.” She jerks up hard and quick. “UUMMPHH!!”

 

Another girl who is incredibly attractive comes up grabs my dick and squeezes hard, “I bet this really, really hurts, huh”

 

“AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!” as my legs buckle and she laughs in my face.

 

While she is really attractive, I for the first time realize that all of these girls are young and attractive. This realization touches off additional embarrassment and humiliation. There’s not a girl in the ever-increasing crowd that I wouldn’t be trying to pick up if I saw them in a bar.

 

“OK girls let’s have some fun with Jack. Where to first?” As she raises my tied hands off of the fence rail and two others untie my legs. I immediately bend over and cross my legs to hide my dick from view.

 

“Hey, Jack, you need to learn some manners, remember your note. This is an upscale college and only proper behavior is tolerated. When in the presence of fully clothed women, a naked man should stand or kneel up straight with there legs spread wide for viewing with no attempt to ever try to cover themselves.”

 

Everybody laughs and points but I don’t budge until the leash is violently yanked. “You must not have heard me!” and I immediately comply and hear a round of applause.

 

“I like the sound of the spread out kneeling part, can we all see that?”

 

The leader gives me a look and I immediately drop to my knees, spread wide.

 

“That’s more like it. A pathetic owner of a pencil dick like that should always be lower than the women staring at him so that we can appropriately look down at him and more easily do this!”

 

A swift movement and her shoe comes up under my balls with a dull thud.

 

“AAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!” as I fall on my side.

 

“Let’s take him to the soccer field for some exercise.”

 

“Great idea, let’s go” as she pulls on my leash.

 

I scurry quickly back to my feet in spite of the sick-to-my-stomach feeling the kick gave me and now I’m behind the leader at the end of my leash and am completely surrounded by beautiful clothed coeds. Some of the girls have taken their belts and are slapping at my ass. One girl keeps flicking her belt underhanded between my spread legs and the tip bites into the underside of my balls.

 

As we arrive at the field, the leader says, “You and I are going to have a little race once around the track. If you win, we’ll let you go. If I win, you will perform 20 jumping jacks right in front of us with weights pinned to your balls.”

 

Again I foolishly believe that this is on the up and up so I’m preparing myself mentally to win the race.

 

We go to the starting line and she shows me the weights that she intended to attach to me when she wins. I have no idea where they came from, but I think about TMO. They are a couple of cloth bags filled with rocks and attached to large clamp style paperclips.

 

They look real painful, so I’m now even more determined to win.

 

A girl on the side gets us going with a “Ready, Set, Go”, when the obvious hits me, besides the embarrassment of running in front of all these beauties naked, my bare feet will be on the cinder track, my hands are still tied behind me and my leash is dangling on the ground between my legs.

 

As we start, the cinders are more painful to my feet than I imagined. The crowd of tormentors is cheering me on with my dick bouncing painfully up and down.

 

We continue around, I think that the leader is really just toying with me as she actually drops a little behind me as we start down home stretch. Just when I think I have a chance and start running as fast as I can with my hands tied and the sidelines are filled with beauties that seem to actually be chanting in rhythm with my dick slapping up and down, she catches me completely off guard when she steps on my dangling leash.

 

The bards rip at my foreskin and I immediately collapse to my knees and then face down with my hands tied, the first thing to hit the sharp cinders is my dick. As I slide to a stop, it feels like my dick has been ripped off. “NNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOO!!!!!” “AAAAAAAAAARRRRRRR!!!!”

 

As I roll over, I’m starring up at the coeds who are all laughing and pointing at my scrapped up member. I look up the track as the leader is slowly walking across the finish line.

 

The starter declares the winner as I struggle to my feet. “OK Jack, time for your show.” The girls are taking seats in the bleachers.

 

I say, “there is no way I’m going to comply with the conditions of the bet, you tripped me.”

 

“Now Jack, that’s not very sportsmanlike now is it.”

 

She takes out a cell phone and makes a call, “Hello, we have your boy Jack here and he’s refusing to pay up on a bet. Any suggestions on how to encourage him?”

 

She listens for just a short while and hangs up and says to me. “A very nice woman named Nancy says that if I call again, she and her friends would be right over with what she called the “ball zapper” set to level 10 to see if they can burn your balls off.”

 

That damn TMO and her zapper was the most pain I have ever experienced. I have no choice but to move reluctantly forward to be adorned for my show.

 

The leader comes up with the weighted bags and clips them on a large fold of skin on each of my testicles. “Let’s see how well the clamps hold.” She picks both bags several inches and without warning drops them. I fall immediately to the ground “AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH”

 

How can they all be just laughing at me? Don’t any of them have a little compassion for my total helpless humiliation, no to mention the pain?

 

I’m thinking that I would never do this to any of them…. and then I remember Nina.

 

It’s funny how much you can think of in just a few seconds. This next part is recalled in my mind in just a few seconds.

 

Nina was a really cute blond haired girl at the college I attended. She would come over to the house that I shared with three other guys fairly often. She was a real flirt and cock-tease type. Always leading us on, but also always shutting us down if any of us tried to go further than kissing. One night we were out drinking and all had more than we should have. Walking home, we started talking about Nina and what a tease she was and that it just wasn’t right and that we ought to teach her a lesson. Bolstered by the beer, I suggested that we should just rip her cloths off some time to get a good look at the breasts we all had fantasized seeing.

 

Well as fate would have it, when we arrived back at our rented house, there was Nina sitting on the porch. We invited her in as usual for some beers and conversation. After I took a leek, I walked back into the living room behind Nina and grabbed her and said “OK guys this is it”. A couple of them looked like they were just talking through their beer bottles and really weren’t up to actually stripping Nina naked.

 

I have her arms pinned behind her and reach around and rip open her blouse. She never wore a bra being the tease that she was, so we were almost there. I force her to the floor and now the others are gaining some enthusiasm and help me remove her shoes and socks  and slid her jeans off of her beautiful thighs. Her panties come off with the tight jeans. We roll her to her stomach to easily remove what remains of her blouse.

 

NINA IS COMEPLETELY NAKED. As I raise her up. One of the others turns the overhead lights on so that it is very bright and we can see what we came to see.

 

Nina is crying uncontrollably and begging us to stop. I’m sure she thinks that we are going to gang rape her, but we’re not into that. We just want to teach her a lesson for being such a cock-tease. She is trying to cover her breasts with her arms so I pin them behind her so that everyone can get a good view. We’re all just laughing in her face. Nina’s breasts are even better than I fantasized. I force her to sit on my lap and I use my free hand to fondle her fantastic breasts. I was thinking, you can’t fantasize touch. They were firm but still soft with great erect pink nipples. After awhile she stopped fighting and just sat there sobbing as we all took turns feeling her breasts and thighs.

 

I never saw Nina after that night, but I think she would really enjoy seeing this. (It would be a few more hours before I found out “payback is a bitch” at the hands of Nina.)

 

My leash jerks me back to reality as the leader says, “OK, ready girls? You can all count along.”

 

I begin my embarrassing exercise of jumping jacks (sometimes called scissor jumps), which of course aren’t really legitimate with my hands still tied behind my back. The legs still do what they are supposed to do which generates the pain from the weights.

 

I begin with my legs together and jump up and spread my legs for the landing. As I go up, the weights stretch by balls downward. As I return to earth, the weights fly up above my dick and then painfully crash back down upon landing. “UUUPHHH!!!”

 

“ONE” is chanted from the comfortably clothed coeds.

 

“Look at how his dick and balls bounce around when he jumps.”

 

“Those weights must hurt like hell.”

 

“I can’t believe he’s actually doing this right in front of all of us, you can actually see the humiliation in his red face.”

 

This continues with each jump being more painful than the last. On “SEVENTEEN”, one of the clips actually pulls off my scrotum and it feels like the skin has come off with it. “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!”

 

I just collapse to the ground face first with my legs spread in exhaustion when these young beauties gleefully shout “TWENTY”. The leader comes up and steps on the shaft of my dick grinding my barbed member into the cinders. “NNNNNNNOOOOOOO!!!!!!!” PPPPPPPPLLLLLLEASEEEEEEE!!! NNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOO!!!”

 

As I look to the bleachers, I see a cheerleader putting her video camera down.

 

To be Continued…….

Chapter 11 – Dorm Mother

Chapter 11 – Dorm Mother

 

“We shouldn’t hoard him all to ourselves, let’s take him back to the dorm.” I hear somebody say. More shouts of encouragement as I’m yanked up to my feet.

 

There’s more whipping of my ass and balls by belts as I’m led down the path to the dorm. If I try to turn and block with my leg an incoming belt headed for my nuts, I am left even more vulnerable to someone else whom I have turned toward. The girls figure this out quickly and are now making it a game. As one girl  takes her whip back to swing it at my privates, another one on the side that I instinctively turn towards is already swinging and I catch the full force right on the front of my balls. “WHAP” “AAHHH!!!” as I immediately turn back the other way the first girl is just completing her swing and hits the same place on my balls that is still stinging. “SMACK” “NNNOOO!!!”

 

This continues all the way back to the dorm. As we walk into the lobby of the dorm, which is about twelve stories high, the leader says, “OK girls, keep tiny dick Jack down here while I go get some supplies.”

 

The leader disappears as the elevator doors close behind her. I’m thinking this dorm is so big it actually has an elevator. How many women did it hold? I was about to find out.

 

As we are standing in the lobby, the girls are pushing in for a better look at me. I can feel their eyes enjoying the humiliation in my face, as they know I’m watching them shift their gazes from my pleading eyes down to my privates. As they get bolder with their increasing numbers, some start probing my and grabbing my dick and squeezing my balls. Some are slapping my ass and thighs with their hands. I feel like a piece of meat helplessly on display for their amusement.

 

As the elevator doors open, there stands the leader with her “supplies”. She is sitting on a bar stool which is puzzling and she has some paper, tape, and to my dread a bag of clothespins. “I liked his owners suggestion that Jack likes to feel clothespins on his pathetic little dick, so I thought we should oblige, but with a twist.” She giggles “No pun intended.”

 

She takes a few of the girls aside and has a hushed conversation with them. “Great idea.” I hear from one of them. “This is going to be great fun.” From another, and “He should be grateful for having us introduce him to a whole dorm full of girls.” “Yea, this will be a good little ice breaker for him.” Laughter erupts as I get a sick feeling as I see a couple of the girls retrieve the ropes that they used on me at the fence.

 

They take me into the elevator and I notice that it has a hand railing around three sides. The bar stool was along the back and seat was at about the same level as the handrail. The girls force me up on the stool and tie my hands tightly to the back rail. Next they looped the ropes around each ankle and pulled them up and apart. As they held my ankles in place other girls lashed them securely to the front end of the side rails. They pulled my ass forward on the bench and made sure that all the lashings were good and tight.

 

I am beet red and trying to wiggle free. “NO, NO, WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO ME?”

 

It seemed to be an entertaining sight to them. Some were even slightly blushing themselves and covering their mouths with their hands. Others were gasping in awe. The leader and her helpers were right in front of me admiring their work as they looked from my helpless distressed eyes down to my splayed out privates.

 

My legs were obscenely stretched out to the sides and with my butt being pushed up to the front of the stool, the bottom of my balls were pointing straight out to the front. I’m sure that they could easily see all the way back to my ass hole. I can’t move an inch and I’m completely on display and vulnerable to anything the coeds wanted.

 

The leader comes up and takes the leash off of my dick, which gave me some momentary relief. She then looped the clothespin bag around my neck and taped a message to my chest.  She takes out a couple of clothespins and pins them on each side of my dick near the base. She says, “Need to leave a couple of ‘samples’ so that the girls understand what to do.”

 

She twists the pins in opposite directions. “UUUUUMMMMPPHHH!!” I had already forgotten how painful simple clothespins could be when attached to your dick or balls, especially when they are twisted.

 

“That ought to about do it, wouldn’t you say girls?” They all back out of the elevator and the leader reaches around and pushes the button for floor 12.

 

My tortured humiliated mind is going nuts as the doors close and I am alone. I am thrashing uselessly against my secure bondage. If the elevator stops and the doors open, the first thing anybody will see pointing right at them is my stretched out dick and balls. AND THEY WILL ALL BE CLOTHED FEMALE STRANGERS.”

 

The elevator goes all the way to twelve and seems like it takes forever. I’m again for some reason thinking of Nina and how she had pleaded with me to stop and not look at her naked body or fondle her breasts and I just laughed in her face. I felt sorry for her now and was beginning to think that this was some sort of Karma for what I did way back then.

 

I decide to pathetically close my eyes, as the doors open, like that’s going to make anything better. Silence. I open my eyes and there is nobody there and I take a deep breath.

 

I start down and I now stop at floor ten. There certainly are coeds behind that door, why else would we stop. As I brace for a renewed wave of humiliation and embarrassment, silence. Again nobody. This is excruciating. I’m thinking about the twins and how much they would enjoy this. They always like the long drawn out humiliation scenes where they know that I know the inevitable. Each time the door opens there is the chance of several beautiful coeds seeing anything they want of me, laughing at my predicament, and inflicting pain to my privates. AND IT STARTS ALL OVER AGAIN WHEN THE DOORS CLOSE AND I’M ALONE WITH MY THOUGHTS UNTIL THE DOORS OPEN TO A NEW BATCH OF CLOTED STRANGERS. 

 

I’m holding my breath with my eyes closed when I stop at floor nine. Silence, and as I open my eyes the hallway erupts with gasps and laughter. I am beet red and want to disappear. “Oh my god, look at that.” There are cool coed hands all over my body, poking and probing. Some go immediately for my shriveled up dick. I can’t believe that here I am again completely spread out and exposed and female strangers are pulling on my dick and twisting and pulling on my balls. The constant feeling of helpless humiliation has again made my dick retract almost completely back under my foreskin making me look almost like I’m not circumcised.

 

The one in the middle says, “Hey, there’s a note.” I had forgotten about the note as she starts reading out load.  “My name is jack, I like to have clothespins placed all over my dick, balls, and ass. Can you please each help me by placing one anywhere you want? Also, if there is any other ideas you have to hurt my genitals or humiliate me further, that would be helpful as well.” I just slump to more laughter and pointing.

 

The one reading the note reaches in the bag for a clothespin and snaps it in place on the front of my scrotum. “UUPHH!” as she says, “This is great fun, what a way to start the day off.”

 

 There are five girls on the elevator as the doors close and we start down. The other four comply with my “request” to have my privates painfully covered with clothespins. They are all laughing and one of them is twisting two of the clothespins on my nuts. The pain makes me cry out “NNNOOO!!!” Another coed surprises me, and with my mouth open screaming, she places a clothespin right on my tongue.” More laughter as I try unsuccessfully to displace it with my lips.

 

More twisting off the pins on my balls elicits a “UUULLLPPPPHHH!!!” from me and another pin is on my tongue.

 

“Hey he sounds like he has a lisp with those thing on his tongue.” More laughter as we stop at the fourth floor.

 

More surprised gasps from the hall as three more coeds are gasping. “Wow, what are you guys doing.”

 

“It’s OK come on in for a closer look at Jack.” Now a couple of the original girls are stooping down to get a closed look at my abused privates and are pinching and poking at my reddened ball sack.

 

The newcomers quickly settle down and join in the festivities. One of them stretches the head of my dick straight up so that the others can have easy access to the front of my shaft where they all deposit their clothespins in a straight line from the tip down. I lisp through the pins on my tongue, “OOOLLLPPHH!!!”

 

We reach the lobby and as the doors open there is a round of applause from the now probably 30 coeds crowded around for the show. I’m thinking that it’s all so surreal, how could this really be happening, I must be dreaming, somebody pinch me.

 

The leader is there like on cue. She pinches me all right, but I don’t wake up, she is just placing a new clothespin right on the tip of my dick and I fully realize that this is intensely real.

 

The uncertainty of not knowing if new clothed female strangers were in the hall each time the elevator stopped coupled with the renewed embarrassment each time that there were, made this the most humiliating torture yet. To be completely helpless and stretched out naked for all to see in a public place and to be presented to random female strangers at any point was distressing and overwhelming feeling. So I am truly relieved that this part of my humiliation is over.

 

“OLH MLY GOOLD NNOOOLL!!!” I lisp as I look in horror as the leader calmly hits the button for 12 and ducks out the closing door.

 

I’m thinking, “NO, NO, IT CAN’T BE, IT’S STARTING ALL OVER AGAIN!”

 

I’m alone in my thoughts as the elevator inches towards my next embarrassing encounter. Although I have experienced considerable pain in the last 24 hours, the most excruciating part for me is the absolute helplessness of looking in a new stranger as she looks me in the eyes and then I watch her shift her gaze to my stretched out privates and laughs at me when I plead for her to stop. I guess the only thing worse would be if all of the clothed women knew me before they see me like this. (It would be a few more hours until I realize how true this part is.)

 

I am brought back to the here and now when the door opens on floor 12.

 

Again, I’m lucky in that the hall is empty. Maybe everyone has gone to class by now I’m thinking as the doors close.

 

No such luck.

 

I made it to nine and no further. Gasps by two beautiful blue-eyed blonds standing at the door. They’re looking around seemingly not knowing what to do as they slowly enter the elevator and the door closes. They are both turning red as they nervously giggle and whisper to each other.

 

I’m pathetically actually trying to turn away from these naive girls as they slowly look down to my dick and balls.

 

We only make it one floor and the door opens again. Again imagine the surprise factor of seeing a naked man in the elevator and not just a naked man, but one with legs stretched out obscenely and tied securely with a complete view of his privates from the tip of his dick to his butt hole and everything in-between.

 

Four more coeds come aboard and are more aggressive and less shy that the first two.

 

Again the embarrassing ritual of reading the note out loud. The one who reads the note immediately takes clothespins in each hand and places them far back behind my balls on the sensitive place that the twins have now claimed as their own – they would be proud of this girl.

 

As she moves to the side to show off her work, she notices the first two blonds are standing back and still blushing with their hands covering their faces and peeking out between their fingers.

 

“You two are such prudes, neither one of you has probably ever even seen a dick before.”

 

“I have to, I saw my brother in the shower once.”

 

“Oh boy, what a woman of the world.” The brave four all laugh.

 

“Come on look at him and touch him wherever you want. It’s not like he can do much about it.” As she looks in my eyes, I can feel myself turn a darker share of red.

 

The one with “the brother” slowly approaches looking in my eyes the whole time.

 

“Come on, get on with it, touch him and abuse him or we’re telling everybody you are both virgins.”

 

The one in front of me blushes more as she slowly turns her gaze downward. I just want to disappear for about the twentieth time since yesterday. This one is the most humiliating yet; my dick is her first one she has seen. And it’s not the normal event of a girl seeing her first dick in the privacy of a darkened back seat of a car with her first boyfriend. No, her first dick is mine, which is on display to her, and all of her friends in a public, well-lit elevator splayed out like some sick biology experiment.

 

I start squirming in vain to get away as she squats down in front of me. She is getting a little braver now that she sees I can’t get away or defend myself.

 

She slowly reaches out and touches the tip of my dick as she looks back up to my eyes, which makes it more excruciating. Her touch is cool against my abused member. She slowly moves her fingers around my shaft touching it all over. As she gets more enthusiastic, she starts using both hands to rub my dick and balls and pulls on the loose skin. With all of the clothespins, this is quite painful and I try to stifle a moan.

 

Before I know it, both of the shy ones are really close to my crotch and enjoying themselves working my privates over with their hands. They seem quite proud of themselves and are now giggling with the other girls. The note reader is looking into my face and just starts laughing out load as I lisp out my plead through my clothes pinned tongue, “Pleath thop.”

 

They all fulfill their request and place additional pins on my dick and balls. The two shy ones are much braver now and as they look me in the eyes and giggle, they each place two pins on the soft loose skin around the base of my dick head which they apparently found amusing during their inspection. As they backed away they clacked their pins together with their fingers and were further amused by my pained look and gasp of “UULLPPHH!!”

 

The next dreaded stop was on floor 3. A couple of girls just jumped on without the usual shock and laughter. I recognized one of them immediately, she was the one that liked to follow behind me when we were walking and whipping her belt up between my spread legs and sting my balls with the tip.

 

I didn’t like this, figuring that she was up to something no good and that she was a little more cruel than the others.

 

As soon as the doors closed and we started down, she hit the stop button and we were jolted to a stop. She motioned to her friend that got on with her and the two of them proceeded to force the doors open a couple of inches with a crowbar that they had brought along.

 

She turns to the others and points to the note still taped to my chest and says, “We have an idea for this.” As she points to the last part of the note that reads, “…Also, if there is any other ideas you have to hurt my genitals or humiliate me further, that would be helpful as well.” I’m just shaking my head with fear.

 

She takes out a couple of strings and ties them to the springs in a couple of clothespins. They then place the two clothespins one on the front of each of my balls, pinching onto a large fold of skin. I watch as they then loop the strings into the door mechanism inside the partially opened doors. They pull the strings tight until they are pointing straight out in front of me and are stretching out the skin on my nuts.

 

As if anyone needed the physics explanation of what would happen to my balls if the doors were to open completely, she says “See, these are stretched completely tight now, so after I hit start and we restart our decent, we can all enjoy Jack’s thrashing and screaming as he knows along with us that when the doors inevitably open, either his balls will be ripped off of the pins will be savagely ripped from his balls. Either result should be amusing.”

 

AMUSING? AMUSING? I can’t believe what I’m hearing, I wish I didn’t still have these damn clothespins on my tongue so that I could plead for their mercy, maybe the shy ones would listen and help. I have learned since yesterday, unfortunately, that a clothespin ripped off hurts a hundred times more than having them pinched on, and the more skin they clamped on to, the worse it is. “Pleath na, duh dew ith tu meh!”

 

“I couldn’t understand him could you.” As she hits start.

 

It seems like an eternity as we slowly pass floor two and the laughter is deafening over my lisping screams “NNOOLL, NNOOLL, PLEEEETTTHHH!!” As I am thrashing against by bondage like I’m in convulsions.

 

The elevator comes to rest on the main floor and time seems to stand still. In the split second before they open I actually think about how much the twins would enjoy this. They love it when the torture is drawn out and none of them actually has to do anything to cause me pain, but it’s not only inevitable, but they know that I know that it is inevitable. I’m trying to will time to stop knowing what those doors are going to do to my balls when they open. I’m having irrational thoughts like, maybe the shy ones will come to my rescue, and, maybe the elevator will malfunction.

 

But then time starts up again as I hear the elevator chime go “DING”.

 

To be Continued…

 

Chapter 12 – Road Trip

Chapter 12 – Road Trip

 

Then time starts again. As the doors get to about half open the pressure on my balls is unbearable. With my pined tongue, all I can get out is a blood curdling “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!”

 

The doors are nearly open and the skin on the front of my balls is obscenely stretched out by the clothespins and I’m sure she was right about my balls being ripped right off my body. Then the clothespins slip off their powerful grip on my ball sack “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!”

 

I’m thrashing violently and hit my head against the back of the elevator nearly knocking myself out. I hear the lobby erupt again in applause and hysterical laughter and I am reduced to convulsions and my eyes are freely sobbing. “UULLHH, UULLHH, UULLHH!!!!”

 

My eyes are blurry from crying, but I don’t need to be able to see to recognize the familiar gleeful giggling of the twins. So they were here after all to enjoy this.

 

Nancy and TMO release me from the “elevator hell” and parade me into the lobby where they allow the coeds to rip off the remaining clothespins from my privates which as I’ve said hurts more than when they are clipped on. One of them removes the pins from my tongue and I’m so spent, that all I can do is cry uncontrollably, which for some perverted reason makes the coeds laugh more.

 

Then I hear a familiar voice as Nancy announces, “Road Trip!!!”

 

Nancy and TMO lead me out of the dorm by my leash with my hands still tied behind me through the growing crowd who are all laughing at my naked predicament. They take me to a Jeep Wrangler parked on the street and force me into the back seat. The twins jump over the sides and are sitting on each side of me. TMO climbs into the driver seat and Nancy is riding shotgun. She runs the leash up over the roll bar and pulls hard on the end, I am immediately on my tiptoes with my dick pointing straight up toward the sky.

 

“This works fine, we can have Jack stand up at attention anytime we want.” She releases the pressure and I’m allowed to sit back down between the excited twins. They are both slapping and poking at my poor abused privates.

 

I’m looking around and the feeling of being completely naked and helpless outside is overwhelming to me and I sheepishly say, “What about my clothes?”

 

Nancy responds, “Jack, you really are a funny guy. Isn’t he funny girls, asking for his clothes like that? You need to be standing for this response.”

 

She jerks the leash and I’m immediately on my feet with the twins whipping my ass and balls with short leather whips that they picked up somewhere. “Jack, haven’t you figured this out yet? This leash is the only clothes that you will ever ware again.” As she jerks the leash to emphasize and forces me to my tiptoes.”

 

“You are going to be outside for the remainder of today completely naked as we travel to our destination and then remain naked and bound in front of dozens of women, many of which you already know and one special guest from your past that said something about revenge. We have many activities planned for you all of which will be humiliating and painful for our new slave Jack.”

 

“That’s right Jack, you are our slave now. You have no dignity. You exist for the sole purpose of pleasing us. So you must realize by now that a good slave is to be naked at all times and always have their legs spread out as far as possible to exaggerate your helpless humiliation and to provide easy viewing and access to your pathetic dick and balls.”

 

Without warning, TMO pushes her zapper deep into my scrotum and fires. “AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!” “Now spread your fucking legs and don’t make me tell you again or I’ll fry those balls until they fall off!”

 

TMO starts off down the campus street that is now completely lined with beautiful coeds. They are all laughing and applauding my grand exit with my dick stretched up at attention and my legs are spread wide with the twins whipping the underside of my balls with their leather lashes.

 

I can’t believe what is happening to me, we are driving through heavy traffic and I’m completely naked and being forced to stand whenever one of my captures finds it amusing.

 

TMO slows down as we pass a tour bus and I can feel eyes looking at my humiliation.

 

We pull up to a liquor store to buy beer and Nancy ties me in my standing position while all four girls go inside. I see them pointing me out to other customers through the windows. They all seem quite amused.

 

Another car comes up and parks next to us and I hear “Oh my god, look at that.” As two women and two men get out and are looking me over.

 

One of the guys says “You OK dude, you need some help”

 

TMO is in front of the Jeep, “No, he’s fine, he’s with us.”

 

One of the strange women says, “Wow, you guys planning on having some fun today?”

 

The other one says, “He’s kind of cute all embarrassed and all, too bad he has such a small dick.”

 

I can’t believe that I’m stretched out naked in a parking lot and strangers are talking about my anatomy like I’m some farm animal.

 

“You guys can join us for more fun, but no guys allowed except for Jack here and one other special guest for the grand finale.” I don’t like the sound of that.

 

“ We would love to join you, we’ll drop these guys off first.”

 

Nancy says, “Great” and hands them a hand written map from a stack she has on the floor.

 

As we pull up to a red light close to the outskirts of town, we alone at the light until a convertible comes to a stop next to us. Just my luck, SIX WOMEN. They all have bikini tops and long flowing hair, most of them are blonds, all thin and attractive.

 

From the convertible, “What do we have here?”

 

Nancy pulls the leash hard and as I have no choice but to stand, I hear her say “OK Jack, you’re on.”

 

I am embarrassed and thrashing around as the twins pull my legs apart and pin them to the sides of the Jeep. “Please let me sit back down, we’re still in the city and right next to a car full of people.”

 

“Those aren’t just people, Jack, they’re fully clothed beautiful young women – your favorite kind.”

 

Catcalls and giggling as I twist about trying to hide my privates which of course, are again in plain view of all.

 

Nancy commands, “Read this” and holds out a piece of cardboard with writing on it. She has it down below door level so that the girls in the convertible can’t see it. I know that she’s thinking that this way it will seem to them that I am just talking to them and not being forced to read.

 

TMO adds “And don’t screw this up, or you’ll pay.” As she shows me her ball zapper set to 4, sticks it to the tip of my dick and turns it on. I jump and shutter, “AAHHH!!”

 

The convertible beauties are amused by this and are now leaning towards me to get a better look.”

 

As I see TMO jack the voltage up to 10, I immediately start to read the board, “Hi, my name is Jack. Although I have an embarrassingly tiny di…..” TMO turns on the zapper, which will probably burn my nuts off of my body set at 10. I turn beet red with embarrassment as I restart, “Although I have an embarrassingly tiny dick, as you can see…” roars of laughter, “I would like you nice ladies to attend an outdoor party where I will beg you to further humiliate me in front of dozens of other women who along with yourselves will be completely clothed and I will be naked and helpless at all times. I’m begging you to find new and imaginative ways to hurt my pathetic dick and balls and please laugh in my face as I plead for you to stop. And if you stay for the grand finale, you will see me up-close licking another man’s ….”

 

One of the twins reaches through my legs and grabs both balls and squeezes them so hard my eyes water “FINISH IT NOW.”

 

“… you will see me up-close licking another man’s balls and sucking his dick. …” I say it, but know in my heart that it is impossible and there is nothing they can do to me to force that (how stupid can I get).

 

“… so if one of you nice girls could come over hear now and whip the front of my balls with this riding crop, then we can get on with it.”

 

Without hesitation, a tall athletic blond jumps out of the car, takes the crop from one of the twins and as Nancy stoops down to avoid getting hit, she swings with all of her strength and hits her mark, the poor sensitive sore skin on the front of my balls. The blow nearly knocks me back down on the seat, but that is impossible with Nancy’s grip on the “leash from hell”.

 

“SPLAT” my backward momentum is causing to barbs in the leash to seriously rip at my foreskin. Hysterical laughter and pointing erupts from both cars. “OK, follow us girls.”

 

We drive for quite a while up into the mountains passing more amused strangers with Nancy passing out additional map fliers for the party to come.

 

We finally turn onto a dirt road and travel several more miles. It seems quite remote and I’m thankful for not being viewed by more strangers. In a few minutes, that thankfulness would be replaced with sheer horror.

 

As we pull to a stop I look around to see several cars following us and recognize them as the “guests” that Nancy had invited along the way. The convertible full of blonds was first in line.

 

TMO motions them to all come around the Jeep. Nancy stands up and shouts out “You all go on ahead, we need to prepare Jack for his grand entrance. Tell the others that we will be there in a couple of minutes.”

 

“THE OTHERS?” I’m thinking, what does she mean by that  -- I would soon find out.

 

The other cars leave us and Nancy proceeds to yank me out of the Jeep.

 

I’m in a daze as I see here tie “the leash from hell” to the Jeep’s trailer hitch.

 

She gets back into the Jeep and the twins are giddy as TMO skids the tires with acceleration.

 

I’m at a full run now with the rocks on the road digging into my bare feet, being dragged behind the Jeep by my dick with my hands still tied behind my back.

 

The Jeep must be going about 10 MPH now and I know that if I trip, my dick will most likely be ripped from my body.

 

There is renewed excitement and laughter coming from the girls in the Jeep as we round a corner and pull into a large flat area.

 

While my main focus is remaining on my feet with my dick bouncing up and down with each step, I realize, in a surrealistic dreamlike manner that I think can’t be real, but it is – I’M BEING LED THROUGH DOZENS OF CLOTHED WOMEN BY MY DEICK.

 

There are more women than I can count and they are all laughing and pointing at my predicament.

 

There are loud cheers and applause as the Jeep comes to rest in the mountain meadow.

 

I am sweaty and dusty as Nancy immediately takes the leash and leads me to center of the crowd and ties the leash to a cord that I see is stretched over a log that is secured between two trees about 20 feet up. She stretches the slack out of the cord until I’m on my tiptoes and secures it around one of the tree trunks.

 

So I’m standing on tiptoes with my sore dick grotesquely stretched toward the sky, hands still tied behind me outside in the mountains in the middle of fifty or more women that are of course fully clothed and laughing and pointing at me.

 

One of the twins says “I like it when Jack’s stretched out spread eagle, can we do that now for his introduction to his new and old friends?”

 

Nancy, “Of course, anything for you two.” They immediately go to work, untying my hands and quickly looping new ropes that are hanging from trees that are about 20 feet apart. They pull the loose ends and stretch my hands upward and outward until my arms form a wide “V” over my head. Nancy releases my dick leash and there is some momentary relief having been pulled by a Jeep up the road, I see some new scrapes and blood spots on my poor abused member.

 

I have another small victory in that my feet are squarely on the ground and I’m not being forced up on my tiptoes. Before I can relax for a second, I realize, again, that is not an accident as I see two wood stakes pounded in the ground also about twenty feet apart. The twins are now securing my ankles and pulling them outwards towards the stakes. They loop the loose ends around the stakes and pull the rope like a pulley and stretch my legs so far apart that I feel like I’m being torn in two. The tips of my toes are barely touching the ground and other than my head, I can’t wiggle more than an inch in any direction.

 

The twins step back with Nancy to admire their handiwork. One of the twins says, “That’s more like it, nice and stretched.” The other one chimes in, “Yea, we can loosen his bonds later when we want to enjoy him thrashing around more when we start the real torture.” Real torture, I’m thinking, what would you call this up to now. I was getting a really sick sinking feeling. I look over to see TMO, who again has her hand down her shorts (she is like a Nymphomaniac, but in a sick twisted way. She can’t get enough sexual gratification, but it’s at my painful and humiliating expense.) “This is going to be fun,” she simply says.

 

There are dozens of women now, maybe even a hundred standing around me front and back. Talking in small groups, looking me up and down and pointing like I was some kind of art exhibit. Some women already have picked up sticks and are probing my privates. One woman is behind me pulling a pine bough up my ass crack. Some have thin willow branches and are whipping my ass with them.

 

As I look around, I see that there are more women that I know that are somehow here now. I guess that Nancy was right, they must have stolen my address book and called every woman in it. Old girlfriends, girls that I wanted to pick up, more work associates, old classmates. IS THERE ANY WOMEN IN TOWN THAT HASN’T SEEN STRETCHED OUT NAKED IN FRONT OF THEM AND COMPLETELY HUMILIATED?

 

Nancy says, “OK everybody, this is our guest of honor, JACK. He is here for your complete enjoyment. I encourage you all to abuse him in any way you see fit.”

 

Then like in a dream I see her – NINA!!!

 

To be Continued

 

Chapter 14 – New Friends

Chapter 13 – New Friends

 

Even though I’ve been naked and helpless for almost 24 hours, I’m still blushing and struggling in vain to cover myself. The idea of being stretched out spread-eagle, naked outdoors in the open with now over fifty clothed women looking me up and down, laughing and pointing at me and touching and poking anything they want is so unbearable that I just want to disappear. Why do they continue tormenting me? Why won’t they just let me go? Although by this time, I’d need to move away since I won’t be able to walk down the street without some woman laughing at this memory not to mention all of the pictures that must be circulating out there in cyberspace.

 

Nancy says, “Isn’t he cute, he looks like he is actually trying to cover himself.”

 

The twins are right there as always and are practicing different techniques with their new whips. The whips are about 4 feet long and on one end there is a wooden handle that is holding together 20 to 30 thin leather strips and on the other end, the “business” end, the thin leather strips are honed down even thinner and are differing lengths. One of the twins is directly behind me and is cracking the whip underhanded between my legs with the shorter strips stinging my ass and the longer ones smacking my balls with some of the longest ones wrapping around my dick which bounces about grotesquely when the whip is yanked back.

 

“SMACK” - “AAAAGGGHHH!!!”

 

“WHAK”  - “NNNNNOOOOOOO!!!!”

 

“SPALT” – AAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!”

 

“I love the way the whip sounds when it hits his balls.”

 

“PLEASE STOP! why are you doing this to me?”

 

“Silly boy, because we can and we enjoy watching you suffer.”

 

TMO says, “Nothing has ever made me more sexually excited than watching your total humiliation. Seeing the twins whipping your pathetic dick and balls as you squirm to get away is like a continual orgasm. I can’t wait to we get to the really good stuff.”

 

I don’t like the sound of that.

 

Nina who has been watching from a distance, walks right up to me her eyes looking me up and down, drinking in my humiliation.

 

“Hello Jack, been a long time. I know you remember what you pigs did to me at your house that night. Guess the tables have turned now. I’ve waited a long time for this moment, Jack”

 

She yanks me hair back with one hand. “You are going to wish you were never born after tonight and you are definitely going to be sorry for what you did to me. You will also wish you didn’t have one of these.” As she grabs my dick and squeezes.

 

“I am so happy that Nancy was able to track me down with the help of your little black book and of course Eva.”

 

As she releases my hair, which now I’m wishing wasn’t so long, I see Eva. I grown as I begin imaging what these two have in store for me. I’m sure they have spent many evenings talking about revenge since that fateful night that I stripped Nina naked in front of a room full of men and made her sit on my lap while I felt her fantastic breasts and pinched her nipples and laughed in her crying blushed face when she pleaded for me to let her go. But what was I suppose to do, she was a prick-tease and she belittled me in front of my friends so she needed to be taught a lesson. It couldn’t have been that bad for her, we could have forced her to give us each a blowjob. I did threaten to ram my cock into here prick-tease mouth and actually forced her to kneel in front of us, but never did force the blowjob. We just let her go after a few hours when we tired of admiring her incredible naked body and fondling her breasts.

 

I am really wishing that I hadn’t kept Eva’s phone number in my address book. Since Eva is Nina’s best friend, she obviously was excited to tell Nancy about Nina and invite her to extract her revenge on my helpless naked privates. The only reason that I kept Eva’s number was that she is really hot too. She looks a lot like Nina with really long blond hair, tall, blue eyes, and athletic body. So even though she has dated a guy named David for years, I still asked her out a couple of times. We did go to dinner a couple of times but not much else. We made out in my car once and found it somewhat erotic. Eva is from Germany and like many German girls, doesn’t shave as much as American girls. I don’t especially like hairy armpits and legs, but she was so beautiful, that it didn’t matter.

 

I stopped calling after a couple times when I got this feeling that she was somehow trying to set me up for Nina’s revenge. I might have just been paranoid, but it wasn’t worth it after that. The thought of the two of them figuring out a way to capture me and rip all of my clothes off in front of their friends was too big of a threat. I couldn’t imagine how embarrassing and humiliating that experience would have been. It would have certainly been much worse for me than it had been for Nina, after all I’m a man and being naked in front of a few fully clothed women would be the absolute humiliation.

 

And here we are with a lot more than a few women. Nina and Eva are looking me up and down as they walk all the way around me poking my privates with a couple of sticks.

 

Eva says, “You have no idea how many nights Nina and I discussed ways to torture you if the opportunity ever arose. And now Nancy and her friends have created that opportunity.”

 

Nina, “But first, we are just going to sit back and watch your other friends continue with your humiliation and pain. There’s no rush, Nancy assures me that we will stay for as long as we need to. So Eva and I are going to think of some of our favorite ideas for you while we watch the games that Nancy has planned. My focus has always been on seeing you completely helpless and totally humiliated because of what you put me through, but Eva is more into pain, which I find exciting as well. And being from Germany, she is more innovative and less inhibited than most American girls. She’s told me about ways to inflict pain on your cock that I couldn’t even imagine. Believe me, we won’t disappoint when we get our chance.”

 

Nina laughs and continues, “On second hand it might disappoint and distress you Jack, but I’m really sure it won’t disappoint your ever growing audience.”

 

Applause and catcalls echo across the opening.

 

One of the twins, “Oh boy, I can’t wait to see you guys in action up close. Sis and I especially like this area here.” As one of them lifts my dick up with a stick and the other one roughly rubs the sensitive skin on the area between my balls and butt hole with a branch off of a thorn bush.

 

“OOUUGGHH!!”

 

“See how he likes that. I hope you two can think up of some new painful tortures in his ‘favorite’ area and let us watch from just inches away.

 

“That will be fine, we’ll think of some innovative techniques and yes we always like an audience and the closer they are the more intense the humiliation is. I like the way you twins think, pain is not an end in itself, but rather a means to an end. And that end is the total and absolute degradation and humiliation of Jack. I want to get to the point where we break him to the point that he obeys whatever any woman commands without being forced no matter how demeaning and embarrassing the request is even to the point of him self inflicting unbearable pain in front of his fully clothed audience laughing at him as he begs us to stop.”

 

“We also have a great idea to satisfy my need to see you ultimately humiliated in front of all these women, but it involves Eva’s lover, David. But we’ll need to check that out with Nancy and the others first. Remember that night when you threatened to force me suck your cock when I was kneeling in the middle of all of you, well our idea is same as that, but without the threat.”

 

I am really feeling nauseated now.

 

Nancy steps up and says, “OK, time for the games to begin, we have thought of a few games for Jack, but would like all of you to think up more. The rules are simple - there are no rules. We are in charge and Jack is our unwilling slave. I do like Nina’s suggestion that we will eventually break him down completely so that he obeys our every command like being in a crowded mall and commanding him to pull off his pants off and stand there in front of shocked women with his hands on behind his head and his legs, of course, stretched wide.”

 

A few ohs and ahs from the crowd as she continues, “Kind of like our first encounter with Jack when I blackmailed him into stripping and exposing himself to all of us on his own without being physically forced. That might still be his most humiliating instant, when he removed his hand from covering his pathetic dick and saw us all looking him up and down and exploding into laughter. You could see the resigned humiliation in his eyes and knew he just wanted to crawl away and never see any of us again. That was incredibly exciting and I want to see him do that to himself again and again in front of as many new groups of women as we can find. Especially outdoors where I think his awareness of his embarrassment and humiliation are even more intensified and with him knowing ahead of time what is inevitably going to happen makes it even more excruciating.”

 

“Maybe we’ll go on a national tour in the Jeep and organize surprise parties via the internet in parks along the way. We can post some of his pictures and film clips to generate interest. Can you imagine the site of Jack standing in front of group after group of fully clothed female strangers and readily perform his strip act for their enjoyment and his humiliation? There are a couple of girls here from his high school, so maybe we could even plan a special showing for his next class reunion.”

 

Nina says, “You are fantastic, that would be so awesome for him to go up on the stage at his reunion and without any coaxing or threatening, have him just simply strip and spread for his classmates. This is the kind of vengeance I’m interested in for Jack, especially since I know some of his classmates so I would be in the audience watching his distress and enjoying every second.”

 

I can see nods of approval and hear murmuring of side conversations throughout the group.

 

Nancy again, “Oh by the way, the cross country tour could be a paid for now that I have Jack’s ATM. So one of you creative ones will need to come up with something good to torture his password out of him.”

 

Cheers and applause.

 

“Before we start on the real fun, I invite all of you to come up get better acquainted with our guest.”

 

I feel like a perverted piece of art in a museum as women in small groups parade all around me pointing and laughing. One girl is amusing herself by squirting a squirt gun in my face until I’m gasping for breath. Some use the willow switches to whip my balls and ass. The thorn bush branches that the twins found seem to be a big hit with many girls scraping them all over my body but of course concentrating on my poor dick. One small group is working as team with one girl with one girl holding a log out from between my legs so that my dick lays along it, another uses one of the thorn branches to hold the tip of my dick down, and the third one mercilessly whips my shaft with a thin willow switch.

 

“NNNNNOOOOO!!!, PPLLLEASSS STOOOOOOPPP!!!!”

 

“I can see why Nancy’s friend gets so sexually excited, I’m getting wet just from this. I can screw anybody I want, but to be able to torture a helpless man like this is incredible, we’re inches from his dick and he can’t stop us. I love it when he pleads for us to stop, it makes it that more exciting.”

 

I see lots of small groups forming and talking amongst themselves, obviously about me.

 

I’m looking around to avoid eye contact with the women to try to bring down the humiliation level. I see Nina. She is an incredible specimen now, even more athletic than when I saw her naked. And her hair is so long that it falls well below her shapely waist. She is concentrating on some kind of strange looking braid in her hair and I wonder what she is up to.

 

I’m jerked back to reality by Nancy who has kicks me full force in the balls.

 

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!”

My eyes water and I’m convulsing in my bonds.

 

“Never look away while any of us are torturing you, I want you to experience the degrading experience to the fullest. It must be a sickening feeling that we can all look you in the eye and then turn our gave downward to your stretched out body and do this anytime we want.” As she brings her knee up hard into my groin.

 

“UUULLMMPPHH!!!”

 

She continues, “And when you turn your gaze downward all you see is fully clothed women and hear them laughing at your pleading and moaning. Must be a little frustrating. Sure glad it’s you and not me or Nina for that matter.” As she laughs.

 

Nancy moves closer to my face and says, “Although, when I heard what you did to poor Nina, stripping her clothes off and forcing her to kneel in front of you, kind of got me hot. I never thought I would be interested in a female slave, but she is really hot and after all a tongue is a tongue, male or female they work the same on my clit and ass. So maybe tomorrow, we will take Nina captive and reenact her ordeal with you. We might actually let you torture her; maybe let you force that blowjob on her. You’d probably like that huh Jack. On the other hand we will probably just frustrate you by making you watch. We will probably need a couple of other men to watch Nina’s plight. Maybe even Eva’s boyfriend David and probably my husband John. I don’t think Nina likes men very much after what you did, so it might be fun to give her a choice, let Nina torture your balls with hot wax and if she gets you to scream within three minutes, she wins and gets to lick out my pussy, if you don’t scream, she loses and we force her to suck your cock. Gives you both a lot of incentive. What do you think Jack, sound like fun.

 

I am delirious in some out-of-body experience hearing all of this. Can she possibly be serious?

 

“But in any case, we would never intervene until Nina has had her complete revenge on your body which we are all eagerly awaiting.”

 

“OK girls, the first game is called ‘rub-a-dub-dub’.

 

The twins release my arms from overhead and reattach them together behind my back. They then release my outstretched legs and march me over to where Nancy is sitting. I think about trying to escape since it is the first time where my legs are free and I’m not held by may cock leash. I quickly think better of it when I see TMO step up with her ball zapper.

 

“Don’t even think about it, Jack. Let me show you something.”

 

She turns on the zapper and its arcing between the tines making a dreadful noise that already has the effect of a Pavlov dog on my senses.

 

“This dial goes up to ten and you have briefly felt what that will do to your dick and balls.” As she turns the dial to 10 and the noise intensifies.

 

I immediately recoil back.

 

“But see here, it actually goes beyond the numbered marking.”

 

She turns the dial further and the noise is much louder and the arcing is much more intense. On the scale of 1 to 10, this has to be about a 15. I just stare in horror.

 

“This will literally burn those pathetic balls right off of your body. Want me to show you?”

 

I’m struggling mightily as she moves her hand towards my dick. But she stops short and everybody laughs, except me of course.

 

“So don’t fuck with us and never try to escape or you will feel the full force.”

 

I straighten back up and allow the twins to escort me to Nancy.

 

“This game is really quite simple, we just rub some of my special mixture on and watch Jack try to get it off.”

 

Nancy is wearing latex gloves and has a Tupperware container of foul looking goop that she dips her hand into and proceeds to completely cover my dick and balls and adds a little back toward my ass hole for good measure. The mixture is quire cold to the touch and is shriveling my dick up even more.

 

“That ought to do it.”

 

TMO steps up with the zapper set to annihilate and says to the twins, “OK, you can let him go , he’s not going anywhere.”

 

To me, “Don’t move until I tell you and keep your legs spread.”

 

Nina and Eva are front row now and seeming to be enjoying themselves.

 

The mixture is getting hotter and hotter and I’m wondering what it is. Like most boys, I’ve had mentholated jell stuffed in my jock strap as a high school gym class joke and I’m already way past that level of heat.

 

I’m just shaking with my eyes watering and really need to do something to get this shit off of me but one look at TMO and I stay still. I can’t believe that these women are actually laughing out loud.

 

Finally after what seems like an eternity in hell with my balls on fire, TMO says, “OK you can move!”

 

 

To be Continued….

 

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter 15 – Flop on the ground The hunt. Target practice Fireworks Fire up the hole

 

Chapter 16 – Upside-down, Nina’s revenge wax whips hair tie ass lick

 

Chapter 17 – The Impossible

 

 

Chapter 14 – Preparing for the Hunt

Chapter 14 – Preparing for the Hunt

I drop immediately to my knees and then quickly on my belly and start rubbing my dick into the ground and weeds in an effort to rub off the burning concoction that Nancy has rubbed by dick and balls.

An eruption of laughter and pointing as I continue to flop around on the ground unable to get much leverage with my hands tied behind me. My mind is racing, trying to figure out a way to get this shit off of my dick. Rubbing in the ground is getting applause from my captures, but is doing little to remedy my situation.

I struggle to get back to my feet and am almost up when TMO gives me a kick in my ass and I land dick first in a thorn bush. "AAAAAHHH!!!"

Nancy says, "let him stand, let’s see what he does"

I struggle back up again as the burning pain continues to intensify. I move over to a tall fir tree about 8 inches in diameter and squat down in front of it and straddle it with one knee on each side.

I hear the most laughter and applause yet as I begin to rub my member up and down against the rough bark. On the way up, the bark is ripping into the top of my shaft, and on the way down, the bark is scrapping the bottom of my shaft and my balls.

"Look at that, he’s actually humping a pine tree." Pointing and laughter all around as the girls surround me for a better look. In the back of my mind for some reason I’m thinking ‘Its not a pine tree you ditz, it’s a fir tree’. I guess that’s really not important now. What’s important is that I’m actually scrapping the skin off of my abused member on the bark of a tree to try and reduce the pain of the ointment from hell.

I continue my tree humping to the amusement of the girls. At one point, when I’m completely raised up scrapping the top of my dick with my dick and balls pointing down along the tree trunk between my legs, I feel a pain that in my balls that make me see white, "AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!"

I roll over off of the tree on my back and I’m sure my balls are gone, and almost wish they were because they are just throbbing in immense pain. As I look up, I see Nancy holding what looks to be a gun.

Nancy explains as she opens a bag with several more guns, "These are for our next game called ‘THE HUNT’, these are considered toys, but as you can tell, the little yellow pellets that they fire can sting quite a bit."

"Pull him up and hold him against that tree so he can’t move, and I’ll give you all another demonstration."

"NO, NO, PLEASE NO."

"Isn’t this exciting." One of the twins chimes in.

TMO and others drag me to my feet and hold me against my humping tree. "Pull his legs around each side to better expose him for the demo."

The twins are both squealing in joy as they each take a leg and stretch them back around the tree trunk.

"Now, I will give you all a proper demonstration of how to use your new toys. I bet your head is swimming in anticipation, huh Jack?"

Without warning she squeezes a shot off against my chest.

TWACK. "OOWW!!"

"As you can feel, a shot to bare skin can cause a little sting and leave a welt. However, I close up shot to your testicles will cause a little more than a sting."

I’m squirming against my captures and trying to free my legs when Nancy pulls up a chair right in front of me and proceeds to use the gun barrel to smack my dick back and forth. Nancy adds, "Somebody pull Jack’s pathetic little dick out of the way so I can get a good shot at his balls." Nina, steps up with an evil smirk and yanks my dick hard and holds it up so high that I’m trying to get to my tiptoes to relieve the pressure.

I quickly forget about Nina when I look down and see Nancy pointing the gun, point blank, at my balls. She looks me in my eyes to see my squirming and pleading eyes.

"NO, NO, NO, NO, PPPLLLEEEAAASSSEEE NNNNOOOO!!!!"

She moves the barrel even closer to about one inch from my throbbing, aching, twitching testicles.

"NO, NO, NO!!!"

TWACK. "NNNNNNNOOOOOOOO, AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!"

Its sensory overload and my mind is blank with white pain. As I gradually come back, I am astonished to hear a roar of laughter from the swarming crowd of fully clothed women.

"Look how he is still shaking."

"Yea, and look at that nice red welt raising up on the front of his balls"

"Let’s see a shot right at the tip of his little dick and see what happens. Maybe a welt will make that tiny think a little bigger."

Its like I’m the subject of humor at some sick comedy club as all of the girls are roaring in laughter at this last quip.

I am still dazed and barely realize that the evil Nina has released her hold on my dick and now has it stretched apart with two thorn branches with my piss slit pulled wide open.

TWACK . "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!" "PPPPPPPPLLLLLLEEEEEEEAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSEEEEE, NNNOOO MMOOORRRRRRRREEE!!!!!"

I slowly realize that the pellet is actually lodged in my piss hole as the girls release me and I crumple to the ground shaking at Nancy’s feet.

"OK girls here’s the rules, you will all be issued one of these pellet guns for the hunt. We’ll split up into teams of six and give Jack here a five-minute head start. Then the team that is successful in hunting him down and dragging him back to camp will be rewarded with a full hour of exclusive time with Jack where just your team will be able to dream up new humiliating and painful activities for Jack and force him to serve your crotches with his tongue."

"Now remember girls make sure you shoot Jack’s pecker and ass as many times as you can with your new pellet guns."

There is new murmur of excitement flowing through the crown as they pick up their new weapons in anticipation of the hunt.

As she throws a set of leg irons at my crumpled form she says "Put these on him, we don’t want to work too hard on our hunt."

Renewed laughter as the twins approach me in my fetal position. "Look, he’s still trying to cover himself from our sight, isn’t that cute."

They each roughly grab a leg and flip me over on my back and TMO’s whip is immediately ripping at my poor cock. "AAAGGHH!!"

The girls cheerfully go about their business and they are actually humming some tune, like this was some girl scout outing. They click a metal cuff around each ankle and I see that there is about a 3 foot section of chain connecting the two shackles. I’m thinking that maybe they missed something here because if they are expecting these shackles to hobble me and slow my escape, they might be wrong. I think I can run pretty fast with a 3 foot step, especially knowing my fate if I’m caught. There is still the threat of Nina’s revenge and who knows what kind of hellish things she has in mind. I did notice when Nina was holding by dick out of the way for Nancy to shoot her pellet at my balls that she had some kind of barbs braided into her long hair – I shuddered at the thought of what she intended to do with them, but knew it wouldn’t be good for me. So with that to avoid, I’m sure that with a 10 minute head start, that I can actually escape this nightmare even with my hands tied behind me.

TMO cracks her whip. "Get up pussy boy."

I scramble to my feet and a new wave of humiliation comes over me as I’m looking into the eyes of what must be a hundred women laughing and looking me up and down. It seems that they enjoy looking me in the eyes and seeing my humiliated anguish as they shift there gaze downward and back up as I try in vain to cover my privates from their view.

I can’t wait for the so-called hunt to begin so that I can sprint out of hear and never see these evil women again. I know of course that I will need to move away since every women that I currently know, all the women from work, most of the women I went to high school with, along with dozens of strangers from town have all seen my total humiliation of being naked and tortured in front of them while they remain completely clothed. I can’t imaging the feeling of seeing them on the street and having them laugh at this memory. Then it hits me, and I’m thinking ‘Oh my god, who knows where they have published the pictures and video clips on the web!!! I may not be able to escape anywhere in the country!!’ Well I just need to escape and think about that later.

I look down between my legs to avoid eye contact with a new group of young beautiful work acquaintances that have moved in for a better look. I notice another chain being locked onto the chain connecting my leg shackles. Out of nowhere a foot comes up between my legs from behind and smashes into my scrotum. Whoever it is, follows through like she’s a NFL punter. My legs buckle. "UUUULLLLPPPPHHHHH!!!"

Nancy is in my ear, and I know it was her foot. "When are you going to learn, Jack. You are to always make eye contact with any woman who looks at you. It’s important to all of us that we see in your eyes your total humiliation and make sure that you know how much we are enjoying your helpless situation. You are now our possession!"

TMO steps up and says "Open your hands!"

As I do, I can’t see because they are still tied behind my back, but I feel a fairly heavy weight of some kind being placed in my hands. I realize now that the weight is secured by the chain connected to my leggings. I’m getting a sick feeling of despair realizing that the 10 minute head start might not now be enough.

"Don’t drop it, loser." As I’m pusher further into the clearing surrounded by women all pointing and laughing.

"OK, the 10 minutes starts now, Jack you are free to go."

I burst out running as fast as the leggings will allow and have taken about two strides when I feel log against my right shin bone, as I look to the side, I see a laughing TMO who has just tripped me with a big stick. I’m going down dick first with a heavy weight held behind me right into one of the fire pits which still has some smoldering coals in it. As I hit, my cock is forced deep into the hot coals by the extra weight behind me. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!"

I immediately release the weight from my hands and rule to side to escape the pain. I’m flopping around like I have convulsions to get the coals off of me. I’m quickly back on my feet jumping up and down to try to shake off a few coals that have caught themselves in my pubic hair. The pain is incredible as one of the coals is branding the top of my shaft.

"Look how his dick flaps around when he jumps up and down! This is so exciting to see."

I can’t believe that the women are laughing even more and jabbing me with sticks as these coals are burning my dick off.

I finally get all of the coals loose from my hair and realize that I’ve lost precious time and need to get moving.

When I turn around to see where the weight is, I see that TMO has secured to the ground with a stake through the attached chain.

I try to pull the chain with my hands, but she is standing on the chain and it doesn’t budge.

"I’m not going to let you pull the spike out from a distance, the only way you can get it out and start your escape, is by sitting in front of it and pulling it out directly with your fingers."

I am panicked now by all of the time that is going by. I hear Nancy say "Eight minutes to go".

Then I see where TMO has secured the weight, it’s against some large rocks on one side and the other is open to the fire pit with the smoldering coals. The only way that I could remove the stake with my fingers would be to sit my ass and balls right on the coals.

"It’s OK Jack, you don’t have to run, you can just concede and hope for the best." TMO is really enjoying this because she knows what I’m about to do.

I can’t believe the predicament I’m in and the choice I have to make. I see the twins take their places close up to the coals in anticipation of what’s to come. They love it when I have no choice but to inflict pain on myself and they want to be right up front to laugh in my face.

I hesitate for a moment, but quickly realize that this is my only chance. I go over and stand with the weight behind me and try to straddle the coals with my feet. I squat down and try to reach the stake but I’m not close enough to the ground. I carefully get down on my knees again straddling the coals and reach with my fingers. Still not close enough. As I lean back and lower my ass towards the stake, I feel the intense heat against my cock and balls.

My fingers finally touch the head of the stake and I can barely stand the burning against my balls. I’m concentrating so much on getting a hold of the stake without burning my balls off that I don’t notice TMO and Nancy each grabbing the chain near each ankle.

"I can’t believe what we’re seeing, he’s actually cooking his own balls off right in front of us. What could be better?"

"That gives me a good idea for later. We can tie him in a sitting position so that he can watch everything we do to him and have his legs staked as far apart as possible and then start a fire between his legs and gradually build it up so that his balls cook slowly like a couple of marshmallows."

"Yea, and we can flick coals up on his dick and balls and watch him scream and squirm and beg us to stop. Which, of course we won’t."

"That will be so much fun."

I’m just getting a grip on the stake and I’m sweating and my cock and balls are red hot, when Nancy and TMO each pull their chains attached to my ankles straight out to the sides.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

My dick and balls are directly on top of the red-hot coals. I can smell burning hair and hear my sensitive ball sack being seared.

The stake isn’t moving and it seems like an eternity looking at the twins laughing hysterically at me thrashing about.

Then with all my might I pull the stake free and throw myself and the weight to the side and off of the coals.

I stumble to my feet and I’m off.

I hear behind me "Six minutes before we start hunting you down!!"

To be Continued…

 

 

 

Chapter 15 – The Escape

Chapter 15 – The Escape

 

I’m running as fast as I can with the leg irons on my ankles. I’m aware that me dick is slapping up and down with each stride I take which is causing renewed excitement from the crowd of women swarming all around me.

 

Then without warning, the chain between my legs jerks to a stop and I again fall face first to the ground with my dick hitting first and taking the full impact of the fall. As I roll over, I once again see the giggling twins right on top of me.

 

They seem very excited and I hear one of them say, “We have one more thing to try before we let him escape for the hunt. We have been thinking hard about what it would take to completely break Jack of all resistance, and I think my sister has the answer.”

 

As they each bring forward large clamp style paperclips a least an inch long, the other one says, “We wanted to try it out first before the big grand finale.”

 

They each clip their vicious clamps on my scrotum, one is as far back underneath my balls as it will go, and the other is clamping a large fold of skin right on front of my balls.

 

“OOOOPPPHHH!!!” These things are really strong and tight. The twins each have cords attached to their clamps, which they tie off on trees on either side of me.

 

As I scamper to my feet, one says, “OK Jack, you’re free to go now!” and they both laugh, as does the large crowd gathering around. I see TMO with her hand down her pants again and know that’s not a good sign for me. Every time I see her masturbate, I know that I am in for some extreme pain and humiliation.

 

As I back away from the crowd and trees that are anchoring the clamps, Nancy says, “You better get going Jack, time is running out!!”

 

I know from experience over the last 24 hours that the pain of clothespins being ripped off of my balls is 100 times more extreme than having them clipped on, on these clamps are 10 times tighter than clothespins.

 

The situation is overwhelming as I try to think of a way out and figure out what to do. There are complete strangers now whipping at my cock and balls with sticks and lashes and when somebody hits one of the clips, it causes me to jump with pain. It’s hard to think with all of the cheering and laughter from the women. I actually hear some of them betting each other on whether I’ll just stay there, or rip my own ball sack by pulling off the clips.

 

If I stay, I will lose my only change to escape, so I know that I have no choice but to inflict incredible pain to myself.

 

I grit my teeth and brace for the worst, and back up until both clips are pulled tight by the cords and then I take a deep breath and jerk back with all my force.

 

Every thing is in slow motion now. I see my balls being pulled grotesquely away from my body and I’m already screaming bloody murder when they both finally rip off of my balls and I see white.

 

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!”

 

There is no possible way to describe the pain. I am on the ground convulsing. “UUULLLGGGGHH!!!”, UUUULLLLLGGGGHHH!!!”, “UUUULLLLGGGHHH!!!”, “NNNOOO!!”, NNNNOOOO!!!”, NNNNOOOO!!!!”

 

I’m just sobbing out loud from the pain and realize that these sick women are actually giving me a standing ovation. The twins are laughing so hard that they are crying.

 

Nancy says, “You two are the best, and YES you definitely figured out how to break poor Jack completely.”

 

TMO has just finished her umpteenth orgasm today and comes forward to say, “Let me be the one that tells him his fate.”

 

“You go girl”

 

TMO, “Now Jack, that was most enjoyable for all of us and it is obvious that you didn’t enjoy it half as much as we did. I want you to remember clearly how that felt, because when we catch you, and we will catch you, we are going to drag you back to camp by your dick, and after the twins have their fun with a camp fire between your stretched out legs, with you being forced to watch your own balls cook as they fling hot coals up on your cock, then we are going to tie you in a spread out kneeling position and attach 10 of these clamps all over your cock and balls, tie them off on one cord, and then give you your choice that we have all been looking forward to.”

 

Nancy says, “This anticipation is even getting me wet, thinking about Jacks future predicament and choices.”

 

TMO continues, “Jack, the choice that we will give you, is for you to ask us to rip all 10 clips off of your pathetic little dick and balls with on jerk, which will be at least 10 times more painful that what you just experienced. Or, to avoid the pain, you can beg us for your ultimate public humiliation which is for you to lick the balls of anther man, and suck his cock until he shoots his cum down your throat and all over your face while we all watch from close range cheering and laughing at your humiliation.”

 

“Just the thought of watching Jack agonize over his impossible choice is enough to make me wet.”

 

“Yea, and watching his hesitation as a man’s dick touches his lips for the first time or his dick head slapping his nose and cheek.”

 

One of the twins, of course adds, “Even better, when we have his face under the man’s crotch and we watch as he agrees to flick his tongue all around the area between the man’s balls and ass as we laugh.”

 

For the first time, doubt is creeping into my mind. Until now, I was 100% sure in my own mind that I would endure any pain before I would submit to the humiliation of what the girls are suggesting. The mere thought of licking another man’s balls makes me sick to my stomach. I can’t imagine anything worse, especially right in front of all these totally clothed women who are laughing at my predicament. But now, I’m not sure I can take the pain of having 10 clamps from hell ripped off of my cock and balls all at the same time.

 

I’m sure the twins along with all of the others would really enjoy looking in my eyes as I beg for another man to cum in my mouth. The whole idea of this impossible choice is completely overwhelming.

 

As I finally struggle to my feet, I hear Nancy say “Just 4 minutes left!!!”

 

I know now that my only chance is to escape right now with this opportunity and I’m off again with my dick bouncing up and down and women all around be erupting in laughter.

 

“You better run fast, Jack, because we’ll be right behind you with our pellet guns!”

 

“I’m bringing your barbed disk leash so that we can drag you by your tiny dick back for your big moment!!”

 

“This is going to be some night. I can’t wait to see the look in Jack’s eyes as he actually begs us to let another man ram his dick down his throat. It would be one thing to tie him down and force his mouth open with some kind of jaw spreader and have his mouth raped by a guy’s dick, but to actually beg for it and then willingly start licking a man’s ass hole, all over the bottom of his balls and shaft is going to be the greatest humiliation ever.”

 

“I think the best parts will be seeing Jack’s eyes at the moment when a dick is a an inch in front of his lips as he naturally hesitates before opening his mouth and sucking the dick down his throat, and then when he chokes on the cum.”

 

“Maybe we’ll need to find a couple more guys that can just cum on his face and into his wide open mouth so that we can just leave him tied on his knees with cum completely drenching his face and dripping off his nose and chin and running out of the corners of his mouth.”

 

TMO says, “WOW, you guys have great imaginations and are getting me SOOO HOT!!! Don’t forget to have all of the cameras ready, remember we’re going to make a lot of money off of Jack’s movies. I have a friend who told me that most of the internet sites for femdom, male humiliation, and clothed females naked men sites are faked with actors. He said that if I could produce real, not faked, movies, we could get top dollar. I’m pretty sure that Jack would agree that his movies are not faked!!!!”

 

Laughter all around as I am now almost out of sight and looking for any avenue of escape.

 

I just keep running as fast as the leg irons will allow and don’t slow down until I’m over a small incline and I’m completely out of site of the evil women. I stop to assess my situation. I am actually able to move on my own without someone inflicting pain to my genitals with every step. I know the girls will be in hot pursuit in less than 4 minutes, so I need to act fast. I see that the leggings are secured to my ankles with a clasp at the front, so with my hands tied behind my back, I am unable to release them. I quickly realize that my only chance is to get my hands free.

 

I look around for anything sharp enough to cut the ropes around my wrists. It takes about a minute to find a sharp rock protruding up from the ground. I fall to the ground with my ass backup up to the rock and start using it like a knife on the ropes behind me.

 

The rock is not as sharp as I would like, but I am determined to succeed. I can hear the rope beginning to cut, but I’m also ripping large gashes in my hands and arms. The pain is there, but insufficient to what those bitches have inflicted over the past 24 hours on my dick and balls.

 

I laugh out loud as I feel the last of the strands break free. I rub my sore bloody hands and then immediately unbuckle the clasps on the leggings.

 

I’m up immediately and start thinking that this might actually work. Those bitches underestimated old Jack. They’ll be expecting me to still be hobbles and easy to track down, and I’ll be in the next county.

 

I’m running now at full speed, planning my next moves. If I find a road or a house, it will still be a problem getting help in that I’m still completely naked. If I could just find something to cover myself with and then get a ride to town, I’ll pack my apartment and leave this place forever. It’s not like I could stay anyway, with every third woman I see on the street laughing when she passes because she’s seen me humiliated and naked and she most likely has tortured my privates in some way. That knowledge that so many women in this town have is just too much to bear, not to mention the movies and photos that will be all over the net.

 

I’m a little lost in my thoughts when I clear another hill and stop cold. There is a house on a old back road. I crouch down behind some bushes to survey the situation. I don’t see anybody around, but see that there are clothes hanging on a line in the back yard. Finally, my luck is changing. I creep up closer, keeping out of site as much as I can.

 

As I move into the back yard, I can’t believe my good fortune. Some of the clothes are men’s and there are no cars around, so it’s likely that the man of the house is not home.

 

Still not seeing anybody, I move to the clothesline and review the choices. I am really in luck, there are actually underwear, jeans, and shirts all hanging on the line. I quickly pull on a slightly damp pair of shorts followed by a pair of jeans that are a couple sizes too large, and finally a tee-shirt.

 

I just stand there for a moment when I realize that this is the first time I have had clothes on in over 24 hours. If feels really good.

 

I’m sure that the girls are now hunting for me, so I take off toward the road, feeling really dignified now that I’m fully clothed.

 

As I clear the side of the house, I hear a clicking sound followed by “Stop where you are thief!”

 

I turn to see a woman on the front porch with a double barreled shotgun trained right on me.

 

“You make one move and I’ll turn you into hamburger.”

 

“Please you have to help…”

 

“Shut the fuck up or I’ll blow you away!”

 

“Now, what am I going to do with a scumbag that is low enough to steal clothes from my clothesline?”

 

“Please, I can Explain every…”

 

“I said shut the fuck up” as she raises the gun upward and fires one of the barrels.

 

“Hey sis, come out here, we have a clothes thief to deal with.”

 

Another woman comes out on the porch and looks me up and down. She is a beautiful blond wearing jean overalls with nothing underneath.

 

“You aren’t from around here are you?” she says.

 

“No, I from the …”

 

“I said shut the fuck up. It was a rhetorical question.”

 

“All you need to know is that the punishment for stealing up here in the mountains is castration!”

 

I’m in a daze again, knowing that I was minutes from freedom and now these country bitches were talking castration.

 

“Call the other girls over for the ‘trial by fire’ and I’ll start getting him prepared.

 

The blond goes back inside and the shotgun Annie motions me towards the back of the house. I see an old swing set that has no swings anymore but does have a rope with wrist cuffs swinging from the top bar.

 

She pushes the barrel into the small of my back until I’m directly under the shackles. The back door swings open and the blond appears with a smirk on her face. “I talked to the cousins and they are going to all call their friends, there should be about 20 for the trial.”

 

“This is going t be fun fuckhead!”

 

“Secure on of those cuffs to your right wrist.”

 

With a shotgun trained on me, I don’t have much choice, so I do what I’m told. I have a really bad sinking feel about how this is going.

 

The blond pleads with her sister “Can I rip his pants off now?”

 

“NO, you have to wait for the others. When the time comes, You’ll have the honors.”

 

I’m definitely not liking how this is turning out.

 

With that, she approaches and says “With your right hand secure, you can’t get away and you can’t subdue me, so if you resist in any way, I will make your punishment 100 times more painful.”

 

My mind is just swimming, a couple of minutes ago I was nearly free from my hell and now I’m just as bad off with these girls sounding like they intend to burn my balls off.

 

I don’t resist and the blond has my other wrist in the cuff and now is pulling out the slack so that I’m raised to my tiptoes. She ties me off like that and says “He’s all set, now we have to weight for the other girls before we start the proceedings.

 

It’s not long before I hear cars approaching from behind me and car doors slamming.

 

“Wow, this is great, we haven’t had a victim .. I mean defendant in a long time.”

 

“I can’t wait to see him stretched out naked in front of all of us. I love looking in a naked man’s eyes as he is humiliated by fully clothed women looking his helpless body up and down.”

 

Shotgun lady says “OK ladies, let’s get this show on the road. Kathy, you have the honors.”

 

The blond comes up to me and reaches down and grabs my crotch and looks me right in my eyes from 6 inches away, “This is going to be some fun, you are going to wish you were never born.”

 

The blond, Kathy, leans over and unbuttons the jeans and lowers the zipper and separates them a little. Then she leans lower and grabs the base of the legs on each side. She backs up slowly pulling my legs with her until she is about10 feet back and my legs are stretched forward and above the ground about 5 feet.

 

As the blond says “OK now we’re getting somewhere.” I feel the jeans slipping over my butt and down my legs like they are coming off by themselves.

 

As they clear my ankles, I hear laughing and cheering as I swing back and forth in front of my new tormentors. I swing several times and my wrists are burning from the pressure before I come to a stop again on my tiptoes.

 

I’m feeling a new set of fully clothed girl’s eyes on me and for some stupid reason, I’m thankful that I also found underwear on the line so that my privates are still covered. In reality, I know that they will soon be removed and my degrading humiliation will start all over. This might even be worse. As I think about the last day and a half, I’ve been naked, tortured, and humiliated, but the worst part for me was that initial moment when I raised my last hand covering my dick and balls in Nancy’s place and having all of those clothed women see my anguish and laughing at my predicament. Now, I’m strung out in front of a new bunch of strangers that know, that I know, I will soon be naked and helpless in front of them for their pleasure.

 

Kathy comes right up to me and savagely tears the tee-shirt from my body with one swipe.

 

“Secure his legs!’

 

Two new women come forward and each secure a cuff to my ankles and pull the attached cords out to the braces of the swing set and tie them off.

 

The pain is incredible and I am now suspended completely in air with my hands overhead and my legs spread wide with the feet being tied off to the sides about a foot off of the ground.

 

The blond proudly announces as she cuts the elastic waist band on the underwear, “Now for the moment we have all been waiting for!!!”

 

She grabs a bunch of material in front and I hear the garment rip away

 

To be Continued ….

Chapter 16 – Trial by Fire

Chapter 16 – Trial by Fire

 

It’s starting all over again; here I am completely naked and stretched out, struggling with all my might against my bonds that aren’t moving an inch. As I look out towards my new captures that are now moving in for a better look, I can see their eyes looking me up and down completely enjoying the initial moment of my nakedness while they of course remain fully clothed.

 

“Look at the way he’s pulling on those ropes, it looks like he’s actually trying to cover himself. Isn’t he cute. Come on, no time to be shy! Ha Ha!”

 

“I love looking into his eyes so that he knows that I know he is completely helpless in front of us, and then slowly moving my gaze down to his crotch and back up. It looks like he’s trying to keep me from looking there with his eyes.”

 

Laughter all around.

 

“Look how little his dick is, we can’t castrate this one, it looks like somebody beat us to it!!!”

 

A huge eruption of laughter explodes from the crowd and the new girls migrate even closer.

 

Kathy is right in front of my and is pulling on the soft skin on my balls, pulling it out in opposite directions. Another girl is twisting my shaft until I let out a yelp.

 

From behind me I can hear increased activity and new laughter and then without warning I feel a burning feeling on each of my nuts. I look down and from between my legs from behind, two girls have placed some kind of spring loaded clamps on the skin on each side of my scrotum. I look in horror at the sight of chains, about 18” long, connected to each one of the clamps with weights connected to the other ends of the chains.

 

I hear, “OK, now!” and I’m sure my balls are being pulled off as they each drop their weights from just below my balls.

 

“AAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!! NNNNNNNNNOOOOOOO!!!”

 

I look down to see that my balls are still attached, with the weights bouncing around and causing the clamps to pull my ball sac down about 6 inches. It feels like the sensitive skin on my balls is being slowly pulled off.

 

Kathy grabs the weights and pulls them forward until she’s pulling me forward against my bonds.

 

As she let’s go, she says, “Look it’s like a little swing set.”

 

“AAHH!! AAHH!! AHAA!! NNOO!! PLEASE STOP!!”

 

Each time the weights swing, the clamps are ripping more at my balls.

 

“I don’t think he likes that too much!”

 

More laughter by these sadistic bitches.

 

“OK, time for the trial to begin!! First, we need to know his name.”

 

Kathy is right in my face, “What’s your name asshole?”

I just glare at her, I’m not giving them any satisfaction if I can help it.

 

She’s digging her finger nails into my dick, but it’s not too painful.

 

“Well it looks like we got a stubborn one on our hands, girls. Who want’s the privilege of extracting this assholes name?”

 

Girls are actually pushing each other out of the way to get to me first.

 

“OK, Sarah you win, but make it quick.”

 

Sarah reaches down and grabs both weights and holds them up for me to see. The relief of not having them swinging off of my balls and ripping at my skin is welcome.

 

“OK, jerk wad, you heard the lady, I have to make this fast. So, we all heard how loud you howled when these weights were dropped from a level below your pathetic dick, so imagine what it would be like if I drop them from as far up as I can?”

 

She is pulling upward on the chains so that the weights are almost in front of my face. She didn’t need to remind me how much the initial dropping hurt, I then thought my balls had been pulled right off, they surely would be from this height.

 

“So, give us your fucking name or I drop the weights and I’m only going to ask you once, so no fucking around.”

 

“J-J-Jack” I stammer.

 

“Ha Ha, J-J-Jack, what you stutter too, you moron.”

 

Plenty of laughter and pointing at my new predicament.

 

“I only have one thing to say to you Jack, and you have to ask me what it is.”

 

She is standing really close and looking right into my eyes and I’m starting to feel ill because the others are all moving in really close.

 

I say, “What is it you have to say to me?”

 

“I LIED!!!”

 

She’s laughing right in my face so loud that she’s spraying me with spittle. Everything is in slow motion as she releases her grip on the weights and they begin their journey down to their painful ending.

 

While they are still falling, I start yelling, “NO! NO! NO!”

 

And then they hit bottom. “AAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGG!!!!!”

 

“AAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!”

 

The weights don’t even slow down as they rip the clamps off of my sensitive testicles. I just see white light, and am vaguely aware that there is a new eruption of laughter and feel sticks poking me from all sides.

 

“AH! AH! AH! AH!” “NNNNNNOOOOOOO!!, PPPPLLLLLLLEEEEEEEAAAASSSSSEEEEE NNNNNNNOOOOOOOO!!!!”

 

Now I am hanging limp in the ropes that bind me balling uncontrollably.

 

“OK, girls time to clean Jack up for his trial.”

 

I come to with a start as freezing water is hitting me at a high level of velocity. I squint to see what’s going on and vaguely see an outline of a girl with a high pressure hose trained on my body. It’s already getting cold out and the freezing water is chilling me to the bone. She seems to really be enjoying this with me gasping for air as she concentrates on my face. After she tires with that she moves down to my crotch and the pressure is causing my dick to flop around uncontrollably. She moves around behind me and shoots the stream up the outstretched crack of my ass. It feels like I’m getting an enema.

 

After about 10 minutes of this torture, she looses interest and turns off the hose. There is a little breeze moving the cool air and I am soon shivering with goose bumps and my bruised dick and balls are shrinking up even more to the amusement of the crowd.

 

“Look at that little thing, it’s even getting smaller. I didn’t think that was possible.”

TRIAL HERE

 

 

“I know what to do, let’s warm him up a little.”

 

I’m looking bewildered at two girls that are lighting those fire works called sparklers. As they ignite, they explode into a sphere of sparks.

 

I can’t believe how cruel these women are. First they completely humiliate and degrade me by stripping me naked and stretching me out for their viewing enjoyment, and then inflict unimaginable pain with the clamps on my balls, now these two girls are circling me and teasing me with these fiery sparklers.

 

 The one in front of me moves the sparkler to about two inches from my chest. I strain back against the ropes as the sparks feel like a million little pin pricks.

 

“I love watching him strain and squirm like that. I think he thinks he might get away.”

 

She slowly lowers the sparkler moving it back in forth against my naked skin. I feel the one behind me doing the same against my back. When they are both getting down to waist level, I hear the crowd come to life with renewed excitement in their voices.

 

“Let’s see you burn his balls off!!”

 

“Stick it up his butt crack!!”

 

I feel the one behind me actually comply and stick the unlit end deep down into my crack so that the lit end is sticking up near the base of my back, but that will quickly change as it continues to burn. The one in front of me seems to be enjoying the anguish is my eyes as she holds my gaze while dropping her sparkler down between my outstretched legs, and slowly raises to up towards the sensitive skin on the bottom of my balls.

 

She laughs in my face as I’m now thrashing against my bonds. My balls feel like they have been lit on fire. I look down and can only see the unlit tip being held by the girl with the lit end exploding against my ass and balls from no more than an inch away.

 

“NNNOOO!!! NNNOOO!!! UUMMPPHH! UUMMPPHH!!”

 

As she laughs out loud again she jerks her hand and the glowing red shaft brands a stripe from near my asshole forward across the bottom of my balls. You can actually hear the searing of the skin.

 

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!”

 

Now the butt crack sparkler is burning down into the crack and is singeing the inside of both cheeks. From behind me I hear intensified laughter as the dammed thing actually puts itself out in my crack.

 

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!”

 

I must have passed out from the pain, because I’m startled awake by a sharp pain in my nuts and hear the familiar sound “TWACK”.

 

As I try to look up, I feel a ripping at my dick shaft. I realize that there is a piece of sisal twine tied around my neck and down to the shaft of my dick. My dick head is twisted a half turn so that the head of my dick is facing out from my body. If I move my head the sisal twins rips at my sensitive foreskin. I look out as far as I can to see who just shot the pellet gun and hit my balls. All I can see is legs, but that’s enough for me to recognize who’s legs they are – NINA!!!!

 

“Hi Jack, you piece of shit. Though you were going to escape, did you. HA!!!”

 

I survey my new situation and also realize that, of course, I’m still completely naked in front of all these beautiful fully clothed country girls. My legs are still spread completely apart so that I’m fully exposed. But now, I see that each of my balls are tightly tied off with sisal twine and stretched down and out and secured by twine to my big toes.

 

Nina comes closer, pulls my hair back hard, which nearly rips my dick off. She looks me right in the eyes, spits in my face and says “We’re going to have a little target practice before we take you back to camp”.

 

She squats down in front my stretched out dick and balls. She uses a marker to write on my skin. She draws a line across my body a few inches above the tip of my dick, and another across my thighs just below my stretched out balls.

 

“OK, girls, we’ll start shooting from ten feet away and come in closer on each round until we are at point blank. Anything in this area between the lines is worth 5 points.” She’s writing numbers on my skin as she talks. “The shaft of his dick is worth 10 points, the head is worth 25, and bulls eyes, or should I say the bulls balls are worth 50 pints each. The winner gets to decide how we transport Jack back to camp.”

 

Nina says, “I’ll start”.

 

With my head tied to my dick, I’m forced to watch this spectacle as well as feel it.

 

TWACK, not so bad, just missed the head of my dick for a 5 pointer.

 

TWACK, “UUUUGGGHH!!” right on the shaft.

 

TWACK, “AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!” Bulls eye – 50 points.

 

“That must hurt like hell with the skin on his balls pulled that tight.”

 

“I really like how he thrashed about and his whole body shudders.”

 

TWACK, “NNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!” – the other ball.

 

My eyes are watering now, and my vision is blurry.

 

“I’ll let somebody else take a turn, but first, I need to see what kind of reaction this brings.”

 

“NO NO NO NO NO NO!!!!!  Please don’t, not that close”

 

Nina is holding the pellet gun no more that 6 inches from my left nut.

 

“Are you sorry for what you did to me JACK!!!”

 

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, Nina, please don’t, I’ll do anything you want.”

 

“I’ve waited a long time to see that fear in your eyes, because you know no matter how much you plead and beg that I will still pull the trigger laughing out loud at your helplessness and enjoying every second of your screaming and thrashing.”

 

“HA HA HA HA” TTWWAACCKK!!

 

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA”

 

My head jerks up so violently that I rip the sisal twine right off of my dick, which rips away at my foreskin as well.

 

I am in convulsions and a cold sweat now and the women are actually applauding and laughing.

 

The other women all take their turns over the next eternity, not bothering to retie my dick to my neck since they were all now concentrating on my stretched out and raw balls.

 

I couldn’t even scream anymore, each TWACK just elicited grunt from my as I hung limp in my bonds.

 

I’ve lost track of time when I hear Nina announce, “We have a winner”.

 

The woman with the shotgun is jumping up and down with happiness.

 

“OK, since I won, I get to decide how to transport Jack back to camp. Cut him loose and bring him over to my truck.”

 

I’m foolishly thinking that this might not be too bad, if they just throw me in the back of a pickup.

 

The ropes are still tied to my wrists and ankles and the sisal twine is still wrapping my poor balls as they lead me over to the truck.

 

“Bring him around here to the frond and pull his ass up onto the hood.”

 

I’m getting another real sick feeling that I’m about to be further humiliated in front of new strangers as they secure my arms to the mirror racks on either side of the truck, pull my legs wide and back and secure them to something I can’t see, and pull the sisal twines attached to each ball down and tie them off on the grill.

 

The girls step back to admire their work. I’m laying on my back on the hood of a pickup with my ass about one foot back from the front and my arms and legs, again, stretched wide so that I am completely exposed, my swollen balls are tied tight to the grill which causes my shriveled up dick to bob back in forth

 

“Look, his tiny dick looks like some kind of hood ornament.”

 

Laughter all around.

 

“Looks like Jack is ready for his next adventure in ultimate humiliation.”

 

The shotgun lady says, “Let’s get going, we’ve got to make a couple of stops in town before we go back to the camp. We need gas and beer and I need to stop and pick up my little sister at the all-girls high school.”

 

“That should be great fun at Jack’s expense. It’ll be like a biology experiment seeing Jack all stretched out naked and available to their young hands. Sound’s like fun, huh Jack?”

 

To be Continued ….

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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