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A Delicate Balance
by
Carmenica Diaz
Part 4: A Slice of Life.
William looked out warily when Bernard popped the boot. He was confused and, not surprisingly, a little nervous as he felt very exposed and vulnerable.
Ms Bergman stood at the door that joined the four car garage with the main house and frowned at him.
‘Don’t dilly dally, William! Quickly, please! I do not have all evening!’
Shyly, William climbed out of the car and stood with his hands cupped around his genitals.
‘Oh, for goodness sakes! There is no point in hiding your assets if you are going to be a model! You look decidedly silly! Stand up properly and put your shoulders back!’
Bernard smirked at William and then quickly forced his face to become expressionless when Ms Bergman glanced at him. Bernard did not want to risk annoying Candace Berman!
The chauffer immediately prior to Bernard had been with her for three years but she had still fired him instantly when she discovered bird droppings on the fender of the limo.
The last thing Bernard wanted was to lose such a well paid job. As a consequence he was paranoid about bird-shit and was always polishing the car.
Naked, William shyly followed Ms Bergman into the house. The hallway was huge with a staircase leading upstairs, a full sized bronze statute of a mermaid, furniture that looked remarkably old to William and many paintings on the various walls. The house smelled of discreet wealth!
The floor felt cool under his bare feet and he guessed it was marble like the floor in the main bathroom of his step-fathers house.
‘Come through, William,’ Candace Bergman said, leading the way.
Sheepishly, William followed her into a large living room. There were three small sofas clustered around a large fireplace and other sofas near the terrace doors. An imposing portrait of Candace hung over the fireplace.
William could not see a television set and wondered if the crazy woman even watched TV.
Ms Bergman dropped her coat, handbag and gloves on a coffee table and sat down.
Suddenly, an Asian woman in a black uniform appeared in the doorway and hurriedly scooped up the coat, handbag and gloves.
She glanced at the red faced William but remained expressionless as if it was normal to see a completely naked young man in Ms Bergman’s living room.
‘Good evening, Ms Bergman,’ the Asian woman said carefully, eyes down.
‘Good evening, Mai Ling,’ Candace said with a curt nod. ‘I will have dinner in fifty minutes.’
‘Very good, Ms Bergman.’
She scurried away with the clothes and Ms Bergman pointed at the sideboard.
‘Pour me a Sherry. The Sherry is in the crystal decanter.’
Candace sat down and watched the red faced, naked, William stumble over the floor to the antique walnut sideboard.
‘Not that one,’ Candace said when William picked up a jug. ‘Yes, that one!’
He doesn’t know the difference between a decanter and a jug!
‘Fill the glass to half and bring it here.’
Sheepishly, William offered the glass to Candace who casually took it from the naked young man while looking him up and down.
‘Stand there with your hands upright like you are Popeye showing off your muscles.’
‘I need some clothes!’ William grunted, hands moving again in front of his crotch.
‘Why?’ Candace asked icily after sipping Sherry. ‘Are you afraid you’ll shock me with your erection?’
Blushing furiously, William mumbled, ‘it ain’t right…’
‘Isn’t, not ain’t! When you are in this house, you will speak correctly. Now, what were you mumbling about?’
Anger bubbled within William but he guessed that she was trying to push him so he would rebel. That meant the police!
‘It isn’t right,’ he mumbled, ‘me being naked…’
‘I find it quite appealing,’ Candace said loftily. ‘Now, do the Popeye thing!’
Like a caged animal, William looked around but he knew there was no escape.
No clothes, no money and deep inside the house!
Face red, he moved his arms up and made his arm muscles bulge in a weak parody of a body builder. Humiliatingly, his cock began to stiffen.
Candace saw it and smirked.
‘You appear to be somewhat endowed.’
‘Huh?’
‘Not huh, William! Say Pardon!’
William glowered at the floor, arms still bent upwards and his cock now embarrassingly stiff.
‘Say it!’
‘Pardon,’ he mumbled, cock quivering.
‘Better. As I was saying, you seem to have a large penis especially when it is erect as it is now. I’m sure your supposed girlfriend may just be able to learn how to control it. What was her name again?’ Candace asked coolly.’
William swallowed and did not know where to look.
‘Robyn,’ he mumbled and Candace smiled at his embarrassment.
‘Yes, the size of your penis is acceptable. However, you are not circumcised, your testicles don’t really seem large enough for what I have in mind and you have a little too much body hair. We’ll attend to those discrepancies tomorrow.’
Candace sipped the sherry, enjoying the moment as she knew that by phrasing the statement in the way she had, William had really only heard her mention “body hair”..
‘Your face is red, William, what on earth is the matter?’ Candace asked with a mocking air of exasperation.
‘I want some clothes,’ he said sullenly, arms dropping.
‘I’m afraid we will have to train you not to be so modest, William. However,’ she said with a sigh, ‘if you are uncomfortable, I will remedy the situation.’
William watched Ms Bergman pick up a silver bell on the coffee table and ring it once.
Mai Ling immediately appeared in the doorway, glanced at William and his stiff cock but her face remained expressionless.
‘Yes, Ms Bergman? You want something?’
‘Yes, Mai Ling, I do. My guest appears a little uncomfortable displaying his erect penis,’ she announced with a small smile. ‘Please get the garment we discussed earlier.’
‘At once, Ms Bergman.’
Candace looked back to William.
‘Turn around William, so I can inspect your buttocks.’
His face glowed and, for a moment, he almost protested but knew there was no point. Slowly, he turned around, stiff erection quivering with the movement.
‘My compliments on a very attractive rear, William,’ Candace said with a small smile. ‘You are quite muscular. I suppose clambering up walls to burgle houses provides a certain amount of exercise.’
She knows!
William stared immediately ahead, not really seeing the small gold statue of two naked men wrestling, as his mind wrestled with the knowledge that Ms Bergman knew of all his indiscretions.
‘However,’ Candace continued, ‘you will need to achieve a certain muscular improvement before you model. Ah, here’s Mai Ling with your clothing.’
Relieved, William spun around to see the expressionless Asian woman offering him a small flesh coloured garment.
Stunned, he took it from her and saw it was a jock strap!
Open mouthed, he gaped at Ms Bergman who frowned at him.
‘Well, put it on, William! You wanted something to wear!’
Still stunned, William pulled on the jock strap and found, to his horror that it was one size smaller than he really needed. Consequently, it was very tight! The rear strap dug in between his arse cheeks and the front tightly cupped his balls and half erect cock!
Somehow, William felt more on display in the small garment than he had when naked!
‘Dinner served, Ms Bergman,’ Mai Ling said with a half curtsey.
Candace stood up, placing the empty Sherry glass on a highly polished coffee table and walked away.
She stopped at the door and said, ‘are you hungry, William?’
‘Ah, yeah,’ he mumbled.
‘The word is yes, William,’ Candace said with a tight smile. ‘Perhaps, it would be best if you couldn’t speak at all. You could ruin my tableau with your inane mutterings. You can eat with the servants!’
Candace strode through the doors and William shamefully followed her but Mai Ling held up a hand.
Pointing at a door, she said, ‘you eat kitchen!’
*****
Bernard grinned at the red faced William as he chewed.
‘Nice jock strap,’ he said and William blushed even more.
I’m in a fucking madhouse! This is crazy!
Mai Ling looked up from the head of the table but said nothing.
William ate from his plate and then glanced at what Bernard was eating.
‘How come I don’t get meat?’ William asked sulkily.
‘You on diet,’ Mai Ling said calmly, deftly using chopsticks.
William picked up a lettuce leaf between thumb and forefinger while looking at Bernard’s steak and gravy.
‘Diet? I’m not on any fucking diet!’
‘Ms Bergman say you are. And you no swear! It not nice and Ms Bergman no like.’
Sullenly, William ate the salad.
*****
‘This is where you sleep,’ Mai Ling said, gesturing at the small room with a single bed.
William frowned as he inspected the bed.
‘It’s got a rubber sheet on it. Who puts fucking rubber sheets on beds?’
‘You no swear,’ Mai Ling said, walking to the door. ‘Ms Bergman punish if you swear.’
‘What she going to do,’ William sneered, ‘spank me?’
‘Maybe. Or she cut your balls off! You no longer be man.’
William’s jaw dropped at Mai Ling’s casual delivery.
‘I bring you special tea before bed time. You will like.’
‘Bed time? It’s not even nine…’
‘You will sleep soon,’ Mai Ling said. ‘You wait for the special tea.’
*****
William woke with a thick tongue and a dry mouth.
The last thing he recalled was Mai Ling bringing him a cup of some strange smelling tea. He was bored so he actually drank the weird shit!
It was the last thing he remembered.
Now, it was morning!
I went out like a fucking light!
Suddenly, William realised he couldn’t move!
His arms and legs were restrained by thick leather belts. He was helpless in a star position with arms and legs bound to the corners of the bed, the rubber sheet smooth and slippery beneath him.
The jock strap was gone and his morning erection stood proudly above his dark curly pubic hair.
The door opened and Candace stepped in.
She was, as usual, dressed in an elegant jacket and skirt – Italian, of course – with a soft blouse, high heels and restrained jewellery.
William blushed when she looked down at his hard cock.
‘Can’t keep a good boy down, can we?’ Candace said with almost a sneer.
Elaine peered from behind Ms Bergman and eagerly looked at the naked man.
‘What’s she doing here? Why am I tied up?’
‘Don’t shout, William. It is quite tiresome and very bourgeois.’
Elaine put a hand to her mouth and giggled when William’s hard cock quivered when he tested his bonds.
‘If you could stop staring at his stiff penis for a moment, Elaine, it may be possible for you to locate Doctor Steerburg?’
‘Of course, Ms Bergman,’ a flushed Elaine said.
Elaine’s head vanished behind Candace and William heard her hurry out the door.
‘What’s going on?’ William demanded, straining uselessly against his bonds once again.
‘Preparation, William, that’s all. There is really no need to be alarmed. Ah, here is Doctor Steerburg.’
A plump, middle aged woman with a severe haircut and large glasses stepped into the room. Dressed in a very masculine suit and tie, she carried a black medical bag. Elaine hovered behind her and peered at William over Steerburg’s shoulder.
‘What the fuck is a doctor doing here?’ William demanded.
‘Please don’t use gutter language, William,’ Ms Bergman said with a frown, ‘it is not acceptable! Doctor Steerburg is here to help in your transition to a modelling career.’
‘I don’t need no transition!’ William screamed, tearing at the bonds that held him securely.
‘Would you like me to sedate him, Ms Bergman?’ Doctor Steerburg asked.
Elaine appeared at Candace’s shoulder and glanced at her, waiting for the answer.
‘No, I don’t think so,’ Candace said. ‘It’s better that he watches so he understands the trouble we are going to in order to improve his modelling prospects.’
‘Let me go, you crazy bitches!’ William yelled.
‘He seems a little ungrateful to me,’ Steerburg grunted.
‘And rude,’ Elaine muttered.
‘Yes, but he will learn. Elaine?’
‘Yes, Ms Bergman?’
‘Do you think you would be able to adequately gag William? He is becoming a little tiresome and I have a slight headache.’
‘Oh yes, Ms Bergman!’ Elaine breathed, face hot and flushed.
‘Then do it! Find something appropriate in the tool box.’
Elaine scurried away and returned with a silver ring gag on a stiff black leather strap.
‘Doctor, you may wish to secure his head,’ Candace said calmly, ‘while Elaine silences him.’
‘Of course,’ Steerburg said, moving to the bed.
‘Keep away from me!’ William bellowed.
‘Oh do stop being tiresome, William,’ Candace said with a sigh. ‘Be thankful that it is simply a ring gag. If Elaine had her way, you’d be chewing on her wet knickers!’
Elaine flushed but moved beside Steerburg who firmly held William’s head. The ring gag was brutally inserted and buckled tightly.
‘Is it tight, Elaine?’
‘I can make it tighter, Ms Bergman,’ Elaine said huskily, eyes wide and almost glassy with a strange passion.
‘It’s tight enough, Ms Bergman’ Doctor Steerburg countered standing back. ‘She’ll break his jaw if she makes it any tighter.’
‘Then, that will be adequate,’ Candace pronounced.
‘Pity,’ Elaine murmured, gently stroking William’s hair.
William’s eyes were wide with fear as he looked up at the three women. Strangely, his cock was still hard.
Candace noticed.
‘Can you do perform the surgery if that is like that, Doctor?’
Doctor Steerburg shook her head.
‘I can get rid of it, Ms Bergman,’ Elaine said eagerly.
‘Now is not the time for you to demonstrate your fellatio techniques, Elaine,’ Candace said coldly.
Elaine’s face fell and Doctor Steerburg smiled.
‘Go and ask Mai Ling for some ice,’ Candace said and leaned over William. ‘Do try to relax, dear boy, this is all for the best. You do want to be the best possible model for me, don’t you?’
Warily, eyes wide, William watched her, drool dribbling from his distended mouth, forced open by the ring gag.
‘Now. Doctor, what do you suggest?’ Candace asked.
Doctor Steerburg looked down on the frightened William with a professionally detached air, studying the erect cock.
‘I can remove the excess skin from the penis, cut it high and tight so the head will always be exposed.’
William gurgled incoherently and shook against the bonds.
Cut my cock!
No!
No, not that!
‘How long before he’s recovered?’
‘A few days,’ the doctor said with a careless shrug. ‘He’ll be tender for a while but men are such babies anyway.’
‘How much of the foreskin will you remove?’
‘How much do you want? I’d take as much as possible so it’s very tight. It’ll reduce his enjoyment for masturbation until the sensitivity reduces. I can also inject the head so it will swell permanently? Make it a little bigger and rounder when aroused.’
‘That sounds interesting,’ Candace said as Elaine rushed back in with a bowl of ice, ‘a fat head, totally exposed. I can work with that. What about the testicles?’
‘Same thing. One injection in each and they’ll swell. I suggest doubling in size, like big plums!’
‘Excellent,’ Candace beamed. ‘I think that will be perfect.’
William moaned in his gag and struggled futilely against his bonds.
‘Will you need an anaesthetic?’ Elaine murmured, staring at William’s cock which was still hard.
‘Just a local,’ Doctor Steerburg said airily.
‘Oh, pity,’ Elaine murmured, a little disappointed she wouldn’t see William scream.
Candace smiled; she knew Elaine so well.
‘After Doctor Steerburg has finished, Elaine,’ Candace said with a knowing smile, ‘you can wax him.’
‘Can I?’ Elaine asked eagerly, eyes shining.
‘All over, please.’
‘Of course, Ms Bergman,’ Elaine said happily, studying the wisps of black hair on William’s chest and the thick black curls around his quivering cock.
Back, sac and crack!
He’ll be screaming by the time I’ve finished!
‘Can I take his gag off, Ms Bergman, when I wax him?’
‘If you wish but, Elaine…’
‘Yes, Ms Bergman?’
‘Try to keep your hand out of your knickers!’
‘Yes, Ms Bergman,’ Elaine mumbled face red hot and Doctor Steerburg laughed.
‘Put the ice on his testicles, Elaine,’ Steerburg said, readying a hypodermic, ‘and we’ll get started. I have a liposuction appointment at noon.’
William screamed as Elaine poured ice over his cock and balls while Doctor Steerburg slid the hypodermic into a vein on his inner thigh.
‘Mai Ling has coffee for me,’ Candace said.
‘Don’t you want to watch, Ms Bergman?’ Elaine asked.
‘I’m far more interested in results, Elaine, not process. Besides, it is almost impossible to remove blood stains from cashmere.’
The door closed behind Candace and Elaine said, ‘look, it has gone soft. Do you think it was the ice or fear?’
‘Probably both,’ Doctor Steerburg said. ‘We’ll give it a few minutes for the local to work.’
‘Must we wait?’ Elaine asked throatily.
Steerburg smiled.
‘I suppose not. It’s only a foreskin, after all.’
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Story continues in Part 5: An Unkind Cut – to be published soon.
Carmenica Diaz
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