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A Delicate Balance
by
Carmenica Diaz
Part 13: On Display.
Once again, William tried to move against his bonds but the attempt was ultimately useless. The cuffs that locked his wrists and ankles to the X-frame were unbreakable and the tension within the links prevented more than just a slight movement.
He was, William realised, permanently held in the spread eagled position with his nakedness on display!
They had cruelly positioned the mobile X-frame before a large, floor to ceiling mirror. William sadly looked at his reflection in the large mirror and shivered with shame. The leather hood disguised his face a little but it was the sight of his modified body that made him blush with shame!
Doctor Steerburg’s hormonal and steroid concoction had modified William’s physique to such a large extent, his body was almost unrecognisable from the body he had inhabited for all his life.
Now thick and muscular, William’s body was, in a strange way, distorted! His new large muscles were prominent and rippling in a grotesquely fascinating dance over his body. The scented oil Mai Ling had teasingly applied to his body made him, to William’s eyes, look even more obscene.
It didn’t help that his lengthy, fat, now circumcised cock was rigid like a steel pole, standing to attention and pulsing rhythmically in time with his racing heartbeat. His plump, enlarged and painfully, full balls hung like a crop of pink apples below the quivering cock.
These crazy people!
Look what they’ve done to me!
William felt horribly embarrassed as he was in the centre of the room and surrounded by young men and women who were preparing for some sort of party! They glanced at William as they hurried past, their eyes always falling to William’s quivering cock.
The eyes of the men narrowed with a frown of disgust as they strode past, intent on their functions of hospitality, wanting to ignore such a blatant sexual display from the bound man.
The young women were either expressionless or openly staring at William’s fat, long, hard cock that stood proudly in the bald terrain of his groin, quivering with every heartbeat, the fat cockhead moving with each throb of William’s pulse.
One young woman with flaming red hair, licked her lips involuntarily as she stared at the pulsing, thick cock.
‘It’s so thick,’ she whispered to a companion who nodded slightly.
‘Forget the length,’ the dark haired companion giggled softly, ‘it’s the girth that fills you up!’
Still giggling, the two young women scurried away with silver trays filled with gleaming wineglasses.
The sound of voices roused William from his humiliation as he recognised the imperious tones of Ms Bergman.
Ms Bergman stepped into the room, followed by Mai Ling, Elaine and Doctor Steerburg.
For a moment, Ms Bergman ignored William and, instead, inspected the room.
‘This is delightful,’ she pronounced and there were faint expressions of relief on the faces of the catering staff.
Ms Bergman, the staff knew, paid very well indeed but could be quite difficult. There had been stories of Ms Bergman chastising an impolite member of the catering team and then slapping the poor young man’s face.
An athlete and a little chauvinistic, the young man was about to retaliate when he saw the coldness in the eyes of Elaine and Mai Ling. Both women were poised like snow leopards, ready to pounce on him if he dared raise his hand to Ms Bergman.
Suddenly, the young man knew that both women would cheerfully dissect him before he could raise a hand.
So he stood there, feeling the eyes of the catering staff on him, his face red from the slap and the shame while Ms Bergman examined him.
Smiling coldly, she had slapped him again.
Then again, the sound of each slap loud in the room.
Finally, she dismissed the red faced and shaking young man before arranging roses in the centre vase as if nothing had happened.
No, no member of the catering staff wanted to make that woman angry!
Ms Bergman turned back to the X-frame studied William thoughtfully.
‘Very attractive,’ she said. ‘The oil brings a certain definition to the muscular display.’
She looked pointedly at William’s pulsing cock and frowned.
‘I do not see any oil on the penis or the testicles, Mai Ling!’
‘I sorry, Ms Bergman,’ Mai Ling said hurriedly while Elaine smirked, ‘I wait until Doctor inject…’
‘I believe the injection has been administered,’ Ms Bergman said calmly. Turning to Doctor Steerburg, she asked, ‘isn’t that so, Doctor?’
‘Fifteen minutes ago, Ms Bergman.’
‘I see,’ Ms Bergman said, looking at the white faced Mai Ling. ‘It appears, Mai Ling you have been derelict in your duties!’
‘I did not know, Ms Bergman! I sorry! I oil cock now! Oil balls too!’
‘No,’ Ms Bergman said calmly, ‘I do not think that will be necessary. Elaine?’
‘Yes, Ms Bergman?’
‘Get the oil. You can oil the genitalia of our display!’
‘Thank you, Ms Bergman!’
Elaine shot Mai Ling a triumphal look and almost ran from the room.
Mai Ling glared after her but her expression turned to apprehension when Ms Bergman said mildly, ‘I can punish you, Mai Ling. You are not above punishment!’
‘I know, Ms Bergman,’ Mai Ling, pale and trembling said. ‘I sorry.’
‘I think you would be sorrier if I punished you. Or,’ she added evenly, ‘if I ordered you to punish yourself.’
‘I know, Ms Bergman. I really sorry!’
‘What would you prefer, Mai Ling? To punish yourself or to be punished by Elaine?’
Mai Ling gaped at Ms Bergman who smiled thinly.
‘Me! I punish myself, Ms Bergman! I sorry! I really sorry I forget to oil cock! I punish myself! You tell me to! I really sorry!’
‘Of course you are,’ Ms Bergman said as Elaine, breathless with exertion and, perhaps anticipation, burst back into the room, carrying the body oil.
‘Is it the same scent, Elaine?’
‘Yes, Ms Bergman,’ Elaine stammered, holding the bottle up, ‘cinnamon and nutmeg oil, your special mixture.’
‘Excellent! You may begin oiling the sexual organs.’
William blinked at his calm torturer through the eyeholes of the hood.
‘P…please…Ms Bergman…please…’ William begged.
Elaine smiled and Doctor Steerburg noticed that Elaine’s hands trembled as she poured oil into the palm.
‘This will feel nice for you, William,’ Ms Bergman said as Elaine began to apply the oil to his quivering penis.
As her hand massaged the oil in, moving up and down the straining, rigid cock with soft slurping noise, William groaned with sharp sexual frustration.
William’s head lolled back and he groaned again as Elaine massaged oil into his enlarged bald balls with one hand while moving the other up and down his slick cock. The plump head of his cock with its eye gaping, was plum coloured and shiny from the oil.
‘Please…please,’ William begged.
Ms Bergman and Doctor Steerburg smiled.
‘The sensations are obviously still there, Doctor.’
‘Just as you requested, Ms Bergman. I believe he feels like he can orgasm, almost reaches climax but then finds he cannot ejaculate. It must be very frustrating for him.’
‘And that circumstance will remain for…?’
‘Another two and a half hours. Once the three hours have passed from the time of injection, he will be able to orgasm. I hasten to add, that the process of providing the young man with ejaculation may take a little while. He may not actually orgasm until up to thirty minutes after the three hours have elapsed.’
Doctor Steerburg looked thoughtfully at William’s red, glistening cock as Elaine, eyes narrow with lust, slowly moved her hand up and down it.
Elaine looked up at William and smiled when she saw his eyes in the hood’s eyeholes were wide and panicky.
‘I would imagine, though,’ Doctor Steerburg continued, ‘that he will ejaculate immediately after the injection has worn off. He seems awfully needy!’
‘Are not all men needy with their weak little ways?’
‘Yes, of course, but this specimen hasn’t experienced an orgasm for such a long time. As well, he has been subjected to aphrodisiacs and constant teasing and petting. I imagine his mental status is somewhat animalistic with achieving sexual climax as his only goal!’
‘Just the way he should be. This is an artistic soiree, Doctor, designed to explore the sexual weakness and helplessness of the suburban male.’’
‘Of course, Ms Bergman,’ Doctor Steerburg said hurriedly, ‘we are all looking forward to it!’
‘Elaine!’
Elaine’s hand paused mid stroke and she looked at Ms Bergman.
‘Yes, Ms Bergman?’
William’s entire body was quivering and he felt he could come, felt so close to orgasm at last, that he feverishly wished Elaine would keep wanking him.
‘I think, Elaine, the penis is well oiled!’
‘Yes,’ Ms Bergman,’ Elaine said, reluctantly releasing the throbbing cock.
‘No!’ William screamed gutturally. ‘Please, don’t stop, please…’
‘There will be more later, William,’ Ms Bergman said soothingly. ‘Elaine, you may close the eyeholes of the hood. Our first guests will arrive shortly and I think it’s important there be a little mystery for our young display until his climatic moment!’
They watched Elaine close the hood eyeholes and the women walked a few steps way as William croaked, ‘please! Please let me come!’
‘Elaine,’ Ms Bergman said mildly, examining the white tablecloth of one of the tables set with wineglasses.
‘Yes, Ms Bergman.’
‘Mai Ling has been tardy in her duties.’
Elaine smiled at Mai Ling who gulped.
‘So I saw, Ms Bergman,’ Elaine said breathlessly.
‘Mai Ling,’ Ms Bergman said evenly, ‘you will ask Elaine to spank you five times.’
Mai Ling flushed furiously.
She did not fear the spanking, Mai Ling could take any pain but the humiliation of having to ask Elaine to spank her was a terrible punishment.
Elaine was grinning broadly and Doctor Steerburg looked on with amusement dancing within her grey eyes. Ms Bergman was, as usual, expressionless.
‘Elaine,’ Mai Ling muttered, ‘please spank me five times.’
‘I’m sorry,’ Elaine said innocently, ‘I could not hear you. What were you saying?’
Doctor Steerburg stifled a chuckle and watched as Mai Ling gritted her teeth.
‘Please spank me five times!’ Mai Ling spat out and Elaine smiled.
‘I think, Elaine,’ Ms Bergman said mildly, ‘you heard that. Take Mai Ling to the kitchen and spank her there. Use only your hand!’
‘Yes, Ms Bergman.’
It was even more humiliating for Mai Ling that Ms Bergman did not even supervise her punishment.
‘And hurry up, Elaine,’ Ms Bergman called after them, ‘the guests will be here at any moment!’
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Story continues in Part 14 – to be published soon.
Carmenica Diaz
The story up to part 9 available as a downloadable PDF file at my home page or can be read on-line in its entirety here and at my blog. Links to my blog and to all my work are available from my homepage. There are also downloadable previews and on-line previews of other works. Also all my free stories are archived there.
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