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She lit a couple of candles on the wall and turned the lights off. I heard someone up in the kitchen.
A voice yelled “Mom I’m home.”
“Down here.” Deb replied.
Right then I felt pain from the top of my dick down at she inserted the candle into my penis . She then took a lit candle, and moved it over my cock. She had put a birthday candle in my piss hole. “Holy shit!” I yelled. The flame wasn’t touching my dick yet, but it was burning me.
Deb smiled as her daughter walked up beside me. “Happy Birthday, Megan.”
End Part One… Chapter 2
Megan was 22 year old nursing student at college. I always found her attractive, after not having seen her in about 3 years. She was downright hot. She had red hair like her moms, but it was much shorter, just barely down to her shoulders. She was a human inches taller at about 5’11” and her athletic build got her weight to probably about 150 pounds, but I think a majority of that must have been in her chest. The big 36B boobs drove me up a wall. She was dressed in nursing scrubs, which for some reason, made her that much hotter.
“What’s all this? And who …….” Megan asked.
She looked angrily my face and screamed “What is this perverted bastard doing here?”
“Well, for one, I thought I would show you my private life of femdom and cbt.. And another reason is non-perverts usually don’t go for this sort of thing.” Deb replied.
“And why are you so upset? You two used to be friends.” Deb asked.
“Well mom, the weekend that I graduated from high school. Everyone else had left the party and Mark and I were still in the pool. Then he swam over to me and started to grab my boobs. I told him to knock it off and then he went underwater and was trying to rub my pussy. What were you Mark, 13 at the time?”
I didn’t say anything, I had forgotten all about that.
Deb leaned over my face and asked me. “Mark is that true?”
I looked down as to not make eye contact and replied “Yes ma’am.”
“Well, looks like you’ve got a long weekend ahead of you” she said
She turned to Megan and said “Don’t you think that makes him perfect for this weekend? I mean cbt does stand for cock and ball torture.”
Megan looked at me and said “I would love to make him pay.”
About this time I started to pay attention to my penis. The flame was right on top of my penis head, and was starting to burn.
I yelled “Ms. Deb help!”
She looked over me and said, “What, why should I stop the burning?”
And then she blew out the candle. “We can’t have our entertainment for the weekend with third-degree burns on his little cock, now can we?”
Megan looked at her mom said, “I don’t know, maybe I will do that later this weekend.”
Deb said to her, “I think you need to take your scrubs off, and sit on Mark’s face.”
“He is pretty good at pleasuring with his tongue.”
That made me feel pretty good, I wanted to do a good job.
She gave her mom a reluctant look, and then began to remove her pants.
“He doesn’t get much physical pleasure out of it, but you get the enjoyment right?” Deb asked her daughter
Deb whispered something in her ear. Megan gave her a puzzled look shrugged and walked down by my feet. She climbed up and go towards my midsection. She stopped and untied the little “package” her mom had tied my balls into. She was about to start move of my torso when her knee rammed into my balls. I tried to double over, but could not because I was tied up. She then placed her knee on top of my penis and put all her weight on it.
“I’m sorry, did I hurt you?” She said sarcastically, as her tits were hanging in my face.
She continued to move up over my face, straddling my head. Megan’s pussy was not so like her mother’s had been, but it was getting wetter by the second.
“Oh My God… Why didn’t I have Jason do this to me” she moaned me.
Deb said to her, “I tried to tell you, Jason was only in it for himself. You need someone like Mark that will let you do what you want to do.”
At that point, Megan, and to scream and then doubled over on top of me to recover from her first orgasm.
“Should I continue?” I asked
“Show her some respect Mark.” Deb shouted
“Yes Ms. Deb, sorry Ms. Megan” I quickly replied
“Well, I think it’s time we move on. Megan, why don’t you turn around, so that he can continue to pleasure you. I think you owe him a cock beating while he continues to pleasure you.” Deb said
Megan flipped around. Then went back to work with my tongue. She let out a slight moan. Then she let the crop fly. It stung more than when Ms. Deb was punishing me. Megan was swinging the crop as hard to she could.
“Thank you Ms. Megan, I’m sorry I made advances to you.” I said.
“You are sorry, not yet.” She replied.
She whipped me about 25 times when Deb said it was time to move on.
Megan looked disappointed until Deb said “I didn’t say that we were done for tonight. I said it was time to move on.”
“Untie Mark, take him to the bathroom. Then take him over to that corner and then take the black blanket off that object. You know what to do after that.” Deb said
Deb then disappeared into the back room. We walked over to the corner and she uncovered something. It was a wooden chair, with seat belt restraints on the arms torso and legs. The middle of the chair was cut out much like that of a toilet.
I didn’t know what was going on. And I don’t think she did either, but it was pretty obvious what was to happen. I sat down and put my arms on the armrest and Megan started fastening and tightening the seat belts. There was a seat belt strap on each wrist, then one up on my biceps, want me around my chest just under my nipples. She pulled them all extremely tight.
“I do need some blood flow.” I joked.
She went on her way, she did not look impressed. She squatted down, and continued to secure my lower body. She pulled leg to the side and belted it down and then she strapped my ankles to the chair legs. I was sitting there helpless to move, with my penis in wide open access dangling beneath me.
Ms. Deb came out the back room pulling a small cart with a big pot and some hose.
“What do you think of my chair Meg?” Deb asked
“Very Nice. Where did you get this mom?” Megan asked
“Aunt Robin and I made it.” Deb said
Deb turned to me and asked if I knew what the contraption on the cart was. I did not.
“I know what it is.” said Megan in a voice that worried me. “That is a cow milker.”
“No Megan That what it once was…now it is now a cock milker.” Deb said almost laughing.
Deb and Megan used to live on a farm somewhere, here in Iowa. I knew nothing outside the city. They stood there talking about how it worked, I was kind of spacing off.
Deb walked over and placed some clear gel stuff on my cock. I flinched not knowing what it was.
“Easy Mark, this is just a little lubricant.” She said reassuringly.
She then asked “Do you remember begging me earlier, to let you cum?”
“Yes, Mistress Deb.” I answered
“Well now I am going to let you cum all you want” she said
She put a cylinder cup over my cock. I felt something like a ring slide tightly over my dick. She told Megan that the cup fit perfectly. I had no idea what they meant by that.
Then Deb removed several black clips from a pocket of her robe. She then took out some sandpaper and began to rub it over my nipples.
“I almost forgot these” she said. She then showed me the black metal paper binder clips.
She then placed a clip on each nipple. It hurt cost much more than I thought it would. I tried to say something, but it hurt so much that nothing would come out. She then flicked the clips with her finger.
“How that hun?” she asked.
“It really hurt” I exclaimed.
“I know… That’s why I put them there” she said in a mocking tone.
Deb got up and went over and flipped the switch on the cart. The suction immediately bonded the cup to me at the base of my cock. It was pretty forceful.
“Now let’s wait a little bit to see how much he cums.”Deb said
“When was the last time you jacked off Mark?” Deb asked
“About 6:30” I answered
“Gee, what did you do? Shut the door when your parents left and start stroking your dick.” Deb asked
About that time I began to feel a orgasm coming on. “I Guess.” I replied quickly so I could enjoy it.
“Wow that was quick, you must be a terrible fuck, if that’s all the longer you can go” Megan said
Deb then asked what flavor of Gatorade I liked. I thought it was a little different of a question right then. “Grape.” I answered.
With that she disappeared upstairs.
Next thing I knew, Megan pulled her top off and then removed her black sports bra. Bearing her lovely 36B boobs. My eyes were instantly fixed. She had caught me staring at her tits.
“Mark, tonight has made me so.. hot. Do you still think I’m hot?” she asked as she climbed up on me and put her tits inches from my face.
“Of, course I do.” I said, as I blew my load again.
“Damn, you must have enjoyed that too much.” She said, as she climbed down and called Deb.
Deb came down with a big drinking container with a straw that she placed right in front of my mouth. She told me it was Gatorade when I want to drink, don’t want you to get dehydrated. She then walked around and flipped the “miker” off. They then poured the contents from the container into a small tube.
“Okay nurse Megan.” Deb said to her daughter “We have about 5 no 6 cc’s of semen, meaning about 3 cc’s per orgasm.”
“Okay, why do we care mom?” Megan replied.
“Well, I’m going to bed and I want you to do some reading on the Internet.” Deb said.
“Read up on femdom and CBT” She instructed Megan.
“This way if he loses count we can guess about how many orgasms he’s had.”
Deb came over and took the cup off my dick and squeezed more gel on me. She then put the cup back on and flipped the switch and said “I want you to cum as much as you can for us. Okay Mark? We’ll be back later”
“But Ms. Deb my penis is starting to hurt.” I said
“Baby, you know what. She said that’s not my problem.” She said
“Mom that’s a little mean.” Megan said.
“Well Megan, he wanted to cum with you when you were younger and he wanted to cum earlier tonight. So...I’m going to let him cum.” Deb said .
“Well, I didn’t mean to do it. I just said it was mean.” She said laughing
With that both of them went upstairs. And I was left alone. I wasn’t alone long before I began another orgasm. I tried to keep count. I was afraid of my count being different from what Deb thought it should be. After what seemed like several hours and 4 orgasms later, I heard someone coming back down the stairs.
“How are you doing?” Megan asked.
“Megan help, I’m tired and sore.” I answered
“What time is it?” I asked
“It’s only about 2:30. You have only been milked about an hour.” She said as she turned the machine off and removed the cup.
I was relieved, and thought I was done. Until she grabbed the tube of gel and added more to my cock. Then she put the cup back on and turned the pump back on.
“Megan , please no more.” I begged
“What did you say?” She asked as she grabbed one of the clips on my chest and turned it.
“Please Ms. Megan, no more.” I screamed
“Well, I will think about it.” She said as she went upstairs.
I sat there alone. My penis was throbbing and feeling like it was being crushed on the sides. My balls were aching, I figured I was completely drained. I sat there struggling, trying to release my hands. That was not working well so I started trying to knock the cup off of my cock, but it was no use. Just then another orgasm came. I thought that made five wasn’t sure. I just sat there leaned my head and quit fighting. Just then I heard them coming down stairs.
I didn’t say anything because I was so they turn the machine off.
“You look defeated Mark.” Deb said as she turned the machine off
“Are you ready for bed?” She asked
“Yes, Ms. Deb.” I said, being sure I answered correctly, and did not want to turn their back on.
She took the cup end off my dick, and then wiped off the gel and the cum. Megan placed a caller around my neck and attached leather straps to my wrists. She then removed the paper binders from my nipples. She then began releasing the straps on my arms and legs.
Ms. Deb then asked me “How many times do you get off, Mark?”
“Five times, Ms. Deb…. 7 times, if you count the first two times before you and Ms. Megan went upstairs.” I said, in exhaustion.
“Okay then, well you gave 27 ccs of semen.” Deb said
“I think he should drink it mom.” Megan said
Deb smiled and looked, and asked “Do you want to drink your cum, Mark”
I had to think quick, I definitely did not want to drink my own fluid. I replied quickly “whatever you wish Ms. Deb and Ms. Megan.”
Megan disappeared and came back seconds later with a funnel. It kind of looked like mine that I use for a beer bong. While I was sitting there before I knew what happened. She had grabbed the container of semen walked over to me, put the funnel in my mouth, tilted my head back and poured. The lukewarm, slimy and salty liquid made me want to puke. For some reason, though I couldn’t, I sat there dry heaving or about 30 seconds.
Megan said to me or her mom “why do you guys think that we should suck their dicks and swallow, but getting them to taste their own cum or eat some pussy is Not going to happen?” I wasn’t sure who she was talking to.
“Well Megan, men are pigs?” Deb replied
Ms. Megan led me over to the bed. The leather straps connected to the collar around my neck did not allow my hands to go much lower than my stomach. I was still trying to get rid of the taste of the “drink” I had just had
Ms. Deb asked her “Do you want to put a catheter in him or should I.”
“I can.” Ms. Megan said.
To chained my leg and one arm to the bed.
“Let me put this in first Mark, then you can go to sleep.” Megan explained.
I laid there is little fearful of what was going to happen, as she went through the procedure of inserting the catheter.
“Don’t worry sweetie, this won’t hurt. It’s just so you can go if you have to without wetting the bed.” Megan said reassuringly.
Well, there was a little pain and burning from when she put the catheter in my penis.
After she was done I fell quickly asleep. However, the next thing I knew someone was rousing me. It was Deb, informing me that it was almost 10:30 and time to get cleaned up for the day. She rolled me over, and removed the catheter from my cock. I then followed her into the bathroom. She and the towels laid out, as I got in the huge double shower Ms. Deb removed her robe and climbed in also. She was totally naked and asked “Is the water too warm for?
“No , it’s all right I like really hot water.” I answered as my dick went from semi-hard to fully erect and rock hard.
“Good me too, why don’t take a seat in the corner.” Deb said.
I looked over in the corner of the shower there was a built-in seat. I sat down and Deb adjusted the water so it was hitting my knees. She then walked toward me with a razor. She asked me to stretch my legs out. Which I did, and she began applying shaving cream from my ankles to my shoulders. I was informed that I would no longer have hair on my legs or upper body. I told her I understood. After she was finished she applied a little bit of shaving cream to her crotch and shaved her female parts, even though there hadn’t been anything there last night when I was eating her lovely pussy.
“Let’s get all clean and soapy now.” Deb said.
She took a rag and began lathering her body with soap. She then began to rub soap on my chest, then down my stomach and dropped the rag. She then embraced me and kissed me. She whispered in my ear, “Mark, I’m so fucking horny.”
She then began to go down to the shower floor me down on top of her.
My dick was still swollen and sore from the “milking” I was really not wanting any attention to my cock. It did not see that I was being given a choice
“Ms. Deb, do you have a condom?” I asked
“Why, do you think I am nasty, and have a STD you little …” She was pissed
I cut her off “No Ms. Deb, I just don’t want to get you Pregnant. That’s all” I really didn’t want to make her mad
“Well I apologize,” she said
“But I have been tied, so don’t worry about that.” She said.
I laid on top of her, and she guided my cock inside of her. I began to thrust in and out, when she told me to slow down .
“mmm, that’s better.” She whispered
Even though it didn’t feel as good to me, hearing her moan made me happier. After a few minutes I began thrusting as hard as I could, feeling the coming orgasm. I collapsed squirting my load inside of my 40 year old neighbor.
“Hurry up hun, get going NOW !” she screamed
I was ready for more already. I started pumping my dick inside of her as hard as I could.
“Oh, yeah fuck me Mark. Harder, harder yes, Oh My God.” Deb yelled and then went silent.
After about a minute, she told me to get up and stand in the corner. She got a new rag and washed herself off and rinsed. Then she turned the water to cold and rinsed me off.
“That’s cold.” I exclaimed
“So…come here.” She said
She proceeded to spray my penis with cold water and a higher pressure at close range. It did not help the feeling of my swollen, ravaged cock.
“If you hadn’t been such a pitiful fuck, you might’ve got a warm wash.” Deb told me
I felt terrible; being told you are bad at sex is not something anyone wants to hear. Especially your first time.
“Hurry up and dry off, you need to make us breakfast still.” Deb said.
“Okay, make breakfast not what I had in mind, where’s my clothes for upstairs.” I said, obviously not thinking.
“Mark, I told you would be our slave for the weekend, and you don’t get clothing, even if we leave the house.” Deb shouted
I dried off, and walked up stairs totally naked and a little bit insecure.
Ms. Megan greeted me “Good morning Bitch Boy. I want french toast, eggs and bacon.”
I replied “Good Morning” and went right to cooking.
Ms. Deb and Ms. Megan were talking about something. I was lost in thought of what this day might bring about.
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