A Slave To 50 Teenage Girls

Chapter 1 I become a slave

How could I have been so stupid to end up on a bright Saturday afternoon with my hands handcuffed behind my back through a park bench while a girl made me lick her patent leather shoes? The girl was cute but her shoes really stank.

It all started when I and my friend Ted and his girl friend Debbie accepted an invitation at a disco to go back to the condo of two cute blonds. They were really sexy and we were a bit drunk. I was interested but hesitant until Debbie said she had always wanted to be part of two girls on one guy and maybe be in an orgy. This changed my mind and my erection ruled my brains.

I guess when we got to the apartment the drinks the two blondes gave to all three of us had a roofie or knock out drops in them. The next thing I knew I found myself with an awful headache back in my apartment without any idea of how I got there. I must have been transported somehow and thrown on to the bed. When I finally woke up to the degree I could focus I found an envelop pinned to my shirt with a note and some photos in it. To my horror the photos showed me with Ted's penis in my mouth, my penis in Ted's mouth, both of us with our balls and dicks on Debbie's face and many other porn poses. The girls must have arranged us while we were knocked out and taken these pictures. The note that was also in the envelope said

"Hello slave from the two blondes

Welcome to your career as a sex slave of the domme club. You plus Ted and Debbie have just joined our stable of male and female slaves. You will follow our orders exactly or you will find your pictures plastered all over town, on a web site and on the bulletin board where you work.

The instructions are very simple. Remember we know who you are but you do not know us or our members. We will be watching you to see that you obey.

Your first order is that you have no contact with Debbie or Ted and they are not allowed to contact you or each other. You may be reunited as a slave group to serve us in the future but this is our choice and our choice alone.

We have over 50 girls as members and all of them now have your picture and know where you live and work, so they can find you when they want to. We also found your cell phone in your pocket when you were passed out and have given all of them your cell phone number. The password for you is "suck slave" and anyone who says this password to you is to be completely obeyed. The failure to obey immediately and completely will result in a group of us giving you a terrible punishment and a pattern of failing to obey will result in the picture appearing everywhere as described above.

Look forward to us contacting you, slave and soon."

I had a long hot shower that revived me somewhat and decided to go out for a walk to think things through and to calm myself down. I sure did not like the idea of being a sex slave to over 50 girls who could order me around at any time. At any moment one of them could approach me or my phone might ring and I would receive an order. But what could I do? I was new at my job and it was a great job I wanted to keep. What would my brother and my friends think if a picture of me sucking Ted's dick was to appear on telephone poles in my neighborhood? Being a sex slave could be very bad but the alternative was worse. I decided I would wait and see what happened and decide as time went by. After all, perhaps this was all a very bad practical joke.

I found the walk through the park was settling my nerves down somewhat. It was about two hours before sunset and the park was both quiet and beautiful. In the distance I saw a cute blond girl walking in the other direction on the path. It looked like she was a young professional as she was wearing a short grey skirt and a white blouse that showed off her legs and her very nice tits. To add spice to her dull business outfit she had on fishnet stockings and patent leather high heels. As she approached me, I could not help smiling at her.

"I will soon wipe that smile off your face, suck slave", she said to me. "Follow me right now to that bench over by the bushes in the corner of the park."

Good grief, this girl was clearly a member of the domme club and I had acted like I was trying to pick her up. My first challenge had arrived long before I had been able to work out my strategy, if indeed there was one.

AS we walked she told me that she lived in my neighborhood she was in charge of my initial slave training. She reminded me of everything that was in the note I had received and told me I would soon learn that I had no choice but to obey every order. She was smiling at me but had a mean glint in her eye. Clearing this woman liked to humiliate and scare men.

When we approached the park bench she told me to sit down and whipped two handcuffs out of her bag. So quickly I was shocked and had no time to react she handcuffed one of my hands to the arm of the bench and one of my feet to the leg of the bench.

"How does it feel slave to be handcuffed to a park bench?" she asked me. "Remember if you piss me off now and do not obey then I simply get up and leave. You would have a lot of interesting explaining to do if a cop or someone came along to eventually help you. Remember we know you but you do not know who I am I will simply get up and walk away at the slightest tiniest little failure to instantly obey every order. My first order is that you shut up and do not speak unless I tell you to. Nod your head if you understand all of this."

I nodded my head and the girl sat down with her back on the other arm of the bench and the stretched out so that her legs and feet were sitting on my lap. "Lick my shoes clean slave", she said.

I had no choice as I was convinced that this girl would simply get up and leave me handcuffed to the bench. So I bent my head down and started to lick her shoes in a tentative manner. I was surprised and they really smelt. Did this woman ever change her stockings? "Lick harder slave, and get you tongue all the way out", she commanded.

This made me really mad and before I could stop myself I replied that it was not easy as her feet and shoes smelt.

"They are meant to stink slave. These are my slave stockings and I never wash them. Here is a punishment for failing to obey." Then she kicked me hard in the balls with her other foot. "Next time I just leave you here", she said with a smile.

I almost felt like crying out of sheer frustration but bent down again and sticking my tongue way out started to lick her shoes. I could see they were starting to gleam from my spit and the girl kept moving and turning her shoes so that I had to lick every little bit of them.

"I see you are beginning to learn, my little slave. Instant obedience is your only choice. The pleasure is mine and the pain is yours. Suck the heels of my shoes like that prick you had in your mouth in the pictures."

I stuck the heel of the shoes in my mouth one at a time and sucked them like I would suck a Popsicle. Hopefully when this shoe business was finished she would be satisfied with her little game and let me go home. But that was not to be.

"Well, now that you have learnt a simple task slave", let us move on to a slightly more difficult task and let you lick clean the insides of my very smelly patent leather shoes. I want a good job done slave and when each shoe comes off your face I want the entire inner sole nice and wet from your tongue. Take my left shoe off with your free hand, put it over you nose and mouth and get on with it."

Reluctantly, I undid the strap on her left shoe and took it off. Slowly, trying to delay as much as I could as I raised the inside of the shoe to my nose and mouth. This girl knew how to humiliate me as she was making me do this to myself rather than pushing her shoe into my face herself. As the shoe approached my nose there was a strong smell of sweat and leather and I could see that the inside of the shoe was well worn and had the imprint of her foot on it. I placed it over my nose and mouth and started to lick as instructed. What a mean creature this girl was! She knew and I was just discovering that the act of licking the inside of her shoe forced me to breathe only through my nose. The smell hit me like a boulder and this mean bitch started to laugh at me.

"Don't be so disappointed slave". She said. "After all when you finish with this shoe there is another one for you to enjoy. I am having fun watching you and it will be a real treat to walk home in shoes that you have licked inside and out. Keep it up asshole."

As soon as I finished the first shoe I was instructed to put it back on her foot and the remove and treat the other shoe to the same "tongue bath." Just as I raised this second shoe to my mouth and nose I saw two girls walking along the path a hundred yards away and coming towards us from the tennis court. They looked like teenagers and clearly had just finished a game of tennis. I couldn't help but look startled as I did not want anyone to see me doing this slave shoe licking.

"Don't worry slave", she said, "but just keep on licking." Much to my surprise she motioned to the two girls to come over toward us and they waved back.

"No reason why I should tell you this slave", she said, "but here comes my younger sister and her fiend who are thinking of joining the domme club. It is nice to have you here so I can give them a little demonstration to show how much fun it can be to train a suck slave like you.

My heart dropped as I now realized that I was to be mistreated by three girls in the park and I turned red in the face. As they approached us, both girls pointed at me and started to laugh when they saw I was busy licking the inside of a patent leather shoe and that I was handcuffed by hand and foot to the bench.

AS the two tennis blonds approached they waved at the girl who was torturing me and started to point, laugh and giggle. The shorter of the two blonds, but the cuter of the two with her great tits and ass and bee sting lips called out "hey sis, I see you have a slave to play with."

"He is new and needs a lot of training Jackie", she replied, "but he is a lot of fun.

"Can we have a turn Jane", Jackie replied. "Gail and I would certainly enjoy a little service ourselves. I would really like to have this stud's tongue on my tennis sneakers."

"So would I", Gail chimed in.

"Give me a moment and I will let you take this new slave for a test drive", Jane replied.

Jane ordered me to stand up and then undid the one end of the handcuff that was attached to the park bench. Grabbing my two arms she quickly pulled my hands together behind my back and snapped the other end of the handcuff to my other wrist. She then ordered me down on my knees and told me to crawl over to her sister Jackie and kiss and lick her tennis sneakers all over.

I crawled as slowly as I could over toward Jackie on my hands and knees and arrived in front of her with my head down. Her dirty old tennis sneakers now occupied my whole field of vision and even though I had not yet lowered my head I could smell the stench of her feet and sneakers. It was even worse than the insides of Jane's patent leather high heels. Delaying as much as I could I lowered my head and started to kiss and lick the sneakers. The smell was awful and the old sneakers and laces were rough on my tongue and lips. I thought that Jackie would tire of this in a moment or two but she was really enjoying herself and just left me to my kissing and licking.

"This feels so good", Jackie said. "It is just so cool to have this stud worshipping my sneakers. In fact it is even making my pussy a bit wet. Would you like a turn Gail?"

"Actually I have always wanted to play with a stud's prick and leave him on the edge unable to come. That is what I want", said the excited little blond.

"Oh, that too can be done in the park", Jane said. "We just take our little slave stud boy over to the bushes over there and play with him. Your dream has come true Gail", Jane replied.

The three girls lifted me up from my knees and dragged and pushed me over to the bushes that were only 50 yards or so away. When we go there Gail stood in front of me, and seductively licked her lips with her tongue. While staring me right in the eyes she reached down and pulled down my zipper and pulled out my cock, which immediately went rigid. Without saying a word she started to stroke it lightly with her fingers.

"This is fun", said Gail, " I want to practice keeping him right on the edge so he is excited but does not cum."

"The best way to do that Gail", informed Jane, "Is to keep one of your hands on the naked head of his cock. When you feel a little bit or pre cum then you back off and stop for awhile. In that way you can keep him on edge for a long time.

Gail just kept looking into my eyes and playing with my cock... She would pump it and then slow down, using her fingers to pull the foreskin back and then replace it over the head. She was driving me wild and she knew it from my heavy breathing. Every once and awhile she would stop touching my cock and tickle my balls. This was bad enough but at the same time she would lean forward and lick my neck with her long pink tongue.

"You are playing with him for a long time", said Jackie, clearly annoyed because after all she was Jane's sister and should have more "slave time" than her friend.

"I have a way where you can both enjoy him at once", Jane said. "Slave lie down on your back with your handcuffed hands of course still behind your back."

I did as I was told and then Gail came over and kicked my legs apart, totally exposing my cock and balls. She sat cross legged between my legs and started once again to stroke my cock. She moved it right and left and up and down like it was a gear lever on a car and of course pumped it from time to time. Then I noticed that Jane was whispering something in Jackie's ear and they both started to laugh.

Jane walked over and put one of her patent leather shoed feet on each side of my head and then pushed against my ears so my head could not move. Jackie then came down and sat on the small rock that was more or less beside my stomach where I was lying.

"Can you guess why I am taking my sneaker off slave?" she said to me. "Could it be that I am going to give you the chance to smell, lick and suck my sock while Gail goes on playing with you? Would you like a cock and sock treat?"

"I am sure you don't mind if my shoes and socks really stink, slave. I have been so busy that I have been wearing these socks for over three days without a change. I am afraid these converse sneakers are also very old and smelly, but then being old they are very comfortable. Actually what you like does not matter as you are just my little slave."

With a mean grin on her face, she took off her right sneaker. The smell hit my nose right away even though her foot was still quite a way from my face. Grinning, she placed the sneaker on top of Jane's patent leather foot and thus it was very close to my nose. Then she put her socked foot on my chest and slowly but definitely started to inch it towards my face. I could see that the sock was soaked through with sweat and was stained and stinky.

"This stench will keep you from coming little slave", Gail said. "Just go ahead and lick Jackie's nice stinky sock and of course kiss it while I go on stroking your cock."

The stench increased as inch by inch Jackie's sweaty sock crept up my chest and then my neck on the way to my face. Actually I could not tell which smelt more; the open sneaker balanced by my ear or the sock that was approaching. Eventually the tip of the toe of the sock reached my lips and I was told to start kissing. I did so and found the sock was so wet and sticky that it was literally sticking to my lips. Jackie kept moving her foot and then I found that she had wrapped her sock toes around my nose and had crammed the bottom of her foot into my lips. This forced me to breathe through her toes and sock and my eye I am sure bugged out from the smell. "You can jerk him harder now Gail", Jackie said to her friend. "This smell will keep him from cumming."

Gail started to do a real hand job on my cock and despite the smell I could feel myself once again close to coming. Although the feeling in my cock was great, the excitement made me breathe more deeply and soak my entire nose and lungs in sneaker stench. But Gail kept backing up just as I was ready to come and I was in agony and deep desire to get my rocks off.

"Do you want to come, little slave?" Jackie said teasingly to me and momentarily removed her foot from my face. I begged and begged but it did me no good. It simply made the girls laugh and then Jackie put her stench filled socks back on my face. Gail once again started to tickle my balls and play with my shaft but this time it felt a bit different. My balls were being pulled and I could feel something cold going around the base of my cock. Then I heard a clicking sound, and Jackie lifted her feet off my face and said "take a look at your cock ring, slave!"

Shaking a bit with fear, I tipped my head up and looked at my cock and balls. I had a cock ring on, with each ball pulled through a metal hoop and a loop of metal around the base of my cock. It was all, locked into place with two padlocks and had a loop at its base that clearly a rope or chain could be threaded through.

"Don't worry slave", Jane said, "you will still be able to piss but that cock ring is there until we decide if we ever do decide to take it off. You will find that the ring will make it impossible for you to come, even if you play with yourself all night. I know you cannot see it from here but there is a little metal tag on the ring that says boy toy slut. So you had better plan to shower at home or you will have a lot of explaining to do."

Jane then said to the other girls that their fun with me was over for the time being, but they could join me ion what she referred to as the "domme limo" later that evening. She then told me to be outside my apartment house at 800 pm wearing nothing but a rain coat.

Chapter 2 The Domme limousine

I was outside my apartment as ordered a bit before 800 pm as I was afraid of what might happen to me if I were late. I felt very stupid and afraid standing there in my raincoat with nothing underneath. The only small break that helped me is that it did look quite a bit like rain. But it was also as hot as hell and for obvious reasons I had to keep the raincoat fully buttoned up.

Right on time a hug stretch limo pulled up in front of me. The windows were all dark and I could see as well that there was a dark divider between the front of the car where the driver sat and the rest of the interior. A door opened and Jane said "get in slave."

Jane was dressed to kill. She had on a tight black latex stretch top and a short latex miniskirt that revealed a lot of her fishnet panty hose. The outfit was completed with chunky patent leather shoes that had a little strap that went across the front of the foot. They were in fact the patent leather shoes I had licked inside and out ion the park.

I looked around the long interior of the stretch domme limo. A lot of the back was taken up by a huge double bed. At the base of the bed there were straps to secure either hands or feet in a spread eagle fashion and also straps at the top of the mattress to do the same. The bottom of the bed had two semi circle indentations that a head could be pushed into and a strap at the back of the semi circle where clearly the slave's head could be strapped into place. There were also several hooks on the floor with a strap built into them that could be used to secure limbs or god knows what else.

Jane ordered me to hand over my rain coat and the locked it into a little storage compartment built into the side of the door. "Be good slave", she said to me, "or you could get thrown out of this limo butt naked. I was the ordered to get down on my knees and put my head into the semi circle that was in the middle of the bottom of the bed. As I had feared the strap was designed to hold the slave's head in place and it was pulled around my neck. The buckle on the strap was the secured and locked into place with a padlock. I was then told to stretch out my left and right arms as far as they would go. Jane then grabbed each of my wrists in turn and used the straps at each side of the end of the bed to lock them in place. I was totally helpless. I could not move my head and with my arms and hands spread eagled and secured there was no way I could even move my back. But Jane was not yet finished. She grabbed each of my ankles and put them into straps on the floor, of course securing all of this again with little padlocks. She had forced my knees far enough apart that my cock and balls and the cock ring that controlled them were dangling down and totally available. Jane then stood beside me and put one shoe on the bed in front of my captive face and told me to lick that shoe all over. I started as I had no choice and noticed once again a strong odor. It was clear to me all these girls always wore older shoes and unwashed socks or pantyhose to punish their slaves with foot stench. I nearly gagged but kept licking.

"This is your first night of serious training", Jane said to me while I was licking. "You must learn to be an obedient and efficient boy toy and to execute and order with perfection and speed. Rule number one is that you never speak until spoken to."

To be careful I tried to nod in reply. "That brings me to rule number two slave", Jane continued. "When you are given an order you reply yes mistress so that we know you have heard and understood."

"Yes mistress", I replied.

"Rule number 3 is that we will cane you any time you break a rule of fail to obey completely. In fact, we will cane you from time to time anyway just because we feel like it. Keep licking while I give you a taste of this."

All of a sudden I felt a burning pain across my ass. "That was a light one", Jane said. "Here are a few more light ones."

Once again I felt a sharp pain across my ass and yelped a little bit. "What a suck you are", Jane said. "These strokes are so light they do not even leave marks. Here is what a hard one feels like."

I then felt a pain in my ass like I had never felt in my life. It not only hurt when the stroke landed but continued to sting afterwards. "Unless you want a few more strokes like the last one then you had better improve the licking you are giving my nice little shoe" After saying this, Jane hopped up on the bed, put a couple of pillows under her head for comfort and placed the top of both her shoes under my mouth and nose. She also rested the cane she was holding on my butt to make the point that I had better do a good job. Remembering the sting of pain, I started to work furiously with my tongue and lips. I licked the tops of her shoes all over and kissed them all over for good measure. Then with a wicked smile on her face Jane withdrew her feet and took off both her shoes to expose her stocking feet in the fishnet panty hose. Slowly and in a teasing manner she then slowly but surely while staring at me inched her feet across the bed towards my captive face. Eventually they came to rest on my face with my nose trapped between her two stocking feet. The smell of leather and sweat was very strong, but a tap with the cane on my ass reminded me I should continue with my licking and kissing. Her stockings were warm and sweaty and now I not only had the smell to deal with but I could taste the dampness of her sweat on my tongue. As I continued to serve her in this way, she picked up the phone that connected with the driver and told him top proceed on to the next destination. There we were rolling along the street with me lapping, kissing and licking her feet like a puppy dog.

We stopped and Jackie got into the limo. "I am really excited to be going to my first limo party Jane", she said. Looking around she explored the whole inside of the domme limo and made little squeaking noises of delight, saying how great that was, how cool the bed and the straps were and how great I looked all tied up. During all of this time Jane kept me licking on her patent leather shoes and I could not see how Jackie had dressed for the evening.

Jackie asked if she could have a turn while we were driving to pick up the next girl. Jane quickly agreed.

"You will have to change positions slave", Jackie said to me. I want you spread eagled on the bed. We will unlock you but do not give us any trouble unless you want to be bare nude on the street. Our driver is a big strong guy and does everything we tell him."

I was unlocked from my current position and told to lie on the bed with my arms and legs spread eagled towards each corner. The girls quickly grabbed my limbs and anchored them in place by using the straps built into the bed and of course once the straps were in place closing them with the little padlocks.

"Look how his yummy cock is sticking up in the air:, Jackie said. "It looks so cute in his little cock ring."

"You need to learn to observe things closely Jackie, if you want to be a successful and expert domme", Jane replied. "Note how he has an erection. Even though we are treating him like a slave, he is excited and in his own way finds it erotic to be tied up in the presence of two hot blonds like us. A slave like this can be tortured very well by exciting him but not letting him come and suing this as a way of breaking his will."