I’m not sure about posting this ‘story’ as it’s something that actually happened to me just over five years ago. It isn’t a work of fiction, it’s a true story.

I suppose it started with a lady at work.  I’ll call her Sandra (not her real name).  Sandra and I worked for the same company and we soon became very good friends – in fact, we still are very good friends.  We would often go for a drink together after work or go to the pictures or go for a meal. I’d never regarded Sandra as anything other than a friend.

One night, however, we’d gone for a drink after work and then decided to go for a meal…and then go for a few more drinks.  We were both a bit ‘tipsy’ and Sandra was a bit uneasy on her feet.  As I lived just down the road, we went back to my place for a coffee and to ‘phone a taxi for Sandra.  It didn’t quite work out like that! We ended up having a very heavy ‘petting’ session and I ended up going down on her and giving her a few orgasms. I don’t think I could have managed full intercourse after drinking beer, wine and whisky!

The following day at work was a bit awkward.  I didn’t know whether or not to mention it but Sandra asked if I was going for a drink after work, so I accepted.  We didn’t go to our usual place but found a small, quiet pub in the town…and I suppose that was how the chain of events started.  Sandra and I were talking when I heard a voice behind me saying “And how long have you two known each other?” It was a lady called June (again, not her real name) that I’d had a fling with a few years earlier.  It turned out that Sandra and June had been at University together and they had known each other for a long time. So, that was it. June was out with a couple of girls from her workplace so I had to listen to all the ‘girly chat’ all night.  I didn’t mind.  June and Sandra are a really nice couple of ladies. Then, June asked if Sandra had seen my collection of ‘naughty’ magazines. “You don’t have magazines like that, do you?” said Sandra in mock horror. June smiled and said “You should get him to show you them.  And I was so shocked when I saw what he kept in his bedside drawers!”  They both laughed and Sandra wanted to know more.  June was telling Sandra that I had a thing about ‘kinky’ women. Anyway, June went on her way with her workmates and we decided that the three of us should meet up in the near future.

Sandra was still asking about the ‘magazines’ so I just said, “Well, you’ll have to come round a read them.”  I wasn’t really expecting her to, but she invited herself for coffee and wanted to see the magazines. 

I had a large pile of ‘Madame’ magazines (does anybody remember them?  Published by Swish Publications) and dealing with all aspects of female domination.  I dumped the magazines in the settee and went to make coffee.  Sandra was engrossed in them.  Some of the pictures (all B&W) were tame by comparison to some of today’s publications but the articles and stories seemed to fascinate her.  She wanted to know if I’d ever tried any of the things described and if I had any female domination fantasies.  Yes, I had tried some of the things and yes, I did have some FemDom fantasies.  I was reluctant to go into any further details but, as we talked, I told her that I’d had a fling with June (who was seven years older than me) and that she enjoyed the role of a Dominant and sadistic female. Sandra just smiled and said “Yes, I know.”  What about my FemDom fantasies? I told her that I’d always wanted to have my cock and balls teased and tortured and that I had a ‘thing’ about women in high-heeled shoes. 

Sandra stayed over that night and was in a mixture of agony and ecstasy as she slapped and squeezed my balls, raked her fingernails all over my cock and eventually brought me off to a tremendous orgasm

Anyway, a few months later, Sandra and I met up with June and went for a meal.  They both went off to the Ladies room (why do they always go in pairs?) and seemed to be away for some time.  I didn’t think anything of it at the time.

A few weeks later, on a cold and foggy Saturday night in November, I was at home watching TV around 10pm when the ‘phone rang.  It was Sandra. Her and June had been out for a drink and could they call round for a coffee. Twenty minutes later, they arrived, both in smart coats and made up to perfection.  June sat down while Sandra went into the kitchen.  I was surprised when she stood behind my chair, ran her hands inside my dressing gown (I’d had a shower earlier in the evening) and began to pinch my nipples.  I’m no prude, but it was a bit of a shock for her to that in front of June….but then June stood up and took off her coat. She was almost naked apart from a black leather Basque, black seamed stockings and five-inch stilettos.  I just couldn’t speak! “I…I thought you’d been out for a drink?” Now, Sandra had taken off her coat as well and was dressed in a similar way – except that she was wearing her knee-length boots with sharp, spiked heels.  June grabbed my balls tightly and told me to get my dressing gown off. “Er…I…I…” I stammered.  She twisted my balls sharply. “Do it NOW!” she whispered menacingly.  June sat back on the settee, spread her legs and told me to kneel and put my nose against her pussy but not to touch it.  She began to play with herself, dipping her fingers inside and the rubbing them across my lips and nose.

There I was, naked, head between a woman’s legs – when I felt a sharp pain in my balls.  Automatically, I rolled over clutching my testicles.  Sandra had delivered a swift kick to my dangling balls. “What the fuck…?” “Sandra grinned. “You said it was your fantasy to have your cock and balls teased and tortured, so we decided that we’d do it for you.  Now, move your hands because June wants to kick you in the balls as well.” I didn’t move my hands.  Sandra didn’t say a word.  She just plonked her pussy on my face and twisted my nipples as hard as she could.  My hands soon moved to my nipples – which was a mistake because June landed a firm kick to my already aching balls.  I didn’t know where to put my hands now.  My balls were aching, my nipples were hurting and Sandra was grinding her cunt into my face and demanding that I lick her.  I could feel June’s hands on my cock again, this time rubbing slowly and gently until I could feel myself getting hard.  My tongue was working on Sandra and she Came over my face.  She always squirts when she Comes!  My cock was rock hard after June’s teasing. 

Sandra went into the bedroom and June lowered herself onto my face as though it was the most natural thing in the world. “Now make me Come!” she ordered.  As I licked at June’s pussy, I could hear Sandra opening the drawers in my bedside table.  June was rocking on my face and twisting my nipples at the same time.  I heard Sandra come back into the sitting room.  I felt her lifting my legs by the ankles and spreading them, and then I felt a cold, sharp pain in my groin.  I felt June tense up as she climaxed.  She just sat there on my face for a moment before smearing her pussy juices all over my face and sitting down on the carpet. 

Sandra was sat on the settee with my legs on either side of her, jabbing at my balls with her stiletto heels. She laughed. “Well you did say that you liked women in high heels, didn’t you?”  June had stretched out her leg and was using her spiked heel to torture my nipples, which were getting sore by now. Sandra held up a TENS device that I had ‘adapted’. “Look what I found in your drawer. I’m so pleased that you made some extra bits to go with it.  I had made a cage-like device from a small diameter brass rod. It fits over the head of the cock and allows a lead from the TENS unit to be attached.  Sandra knelt down and slid it onto my cock head. We had used this before so she was quite used to it. She took a leather strap and fastened it tightly just behind my cock head.  I had put a copper strip along the inside of the strap – another one of my adaptations! June was now sat on the arm of the chair, dangling her stilettos in my face. “I want you to suck the heel.  Lick the tip and then take the heel into you mouth.”  I didn’t have much choice as she pushed the spike into my mouth.  I could feel the tingling in my cock as Sandra turned on the TENS unit.  The pulsing electricity was making my cock jump already…but then she began to increase the voltage.  June could see that I was beginning to writhe around so she just pushed her stiletto harder into my mouth and let the other one rest against my nipple.  Sandra sat back in the settee, her fingers twiddling the knobs on the TENS unit and her high heels stabbing at my balls. After what seemed an eternity of pain in my cock, Sandra decided that she wanted to ride my face again. June went and sat on the settee now and began to kick and stab my balls with her heels.  Sandra settled down for another orgasm, still holding the electronic device that was giving my cock so much pain.  Every now and again, she would give the voltage a quick extra burst making me almost scream with pain.  I could hear her laughing when she did it.  She climaxed again and I felt her juices running down my face. As she stood up, she handed June the TENS unit. “Have some fun with him.  I’m going to see what else I can find.”

I knew that June could be sadistic.  Her heels were now digging into my balls and the soles of her shoes were pressing hard against my pelvis. I let out a shriek as she turned up the voltage and increased the pulses.  She just laughed as I writhed around on the carpet while she dug her heels in harder.

It was starting to become unbearable. “Oh, come on.  You’ve had your fun now,” I tried to reason.  Sandra was standing by the door. “We haven’t started yet!” she laughed.  She held up a pair of handcuffs and a small whip. “What else do you have hidden in your drawers?” she asked.  I can remember just raising my eyebrows as if to say “All sorts of things.” June had noticed that I had pre-cum dripping from my cock and suggested turning off the electrics for the moment. “We don’t want him to Come yet!” June removed the electrodes and sat back in the chair with her legs apart. “I’m ready for another orgasm,” she said as she rubbed her pussy.  I was on my knees again, licking her clitoris slowly while she held my head between her legs.  I felt Sandra pulling my arms behind my back and fastening the handcuffs around my wrists.  I carried on giving oral to June until she Came again.

Sandra Told me to stand up in front of June with my legs apart.  I was half expecting another kick in the balls…but no.  June knelt down and began to use her mouth on me.  It had been years since I’d been given a blow job by her.  She just had the knack of making my balls jump.  Her tongue swirled around the tip of my cock, flicking the sensitive underside.  I wanted to hold her head but my hands were cuffed behind my back.  June’s hot mouth was sliding along my shaft now and I could feel myself being brought closer to climax.  June suddenly pulled away.  The warmth of her mouth was substituted for the sting of the whip across my cock head….followed by another and another. (The whip was only one of those cheap things that somebody bought at one of those Novelty shops at the seaside – but it didn’t half do the job!)

After half a dozen strokes, June began to blow me again.  I could feel Sandra’s fingers on my balls, teasing them softly and giving them a gentle squeeze.  Again, June’s mouth was bringing me closer to Coming and once again she took me from her mouth while Sandra whipped my cock half a dozen times.  Sandra handed June the whip and told me to lie down on my back. It wasn’t very comfortable with my hands behind my back but I managed somehow. Sandra produced a bottle of olive oil (obviously found in my kitchen) and poured a dollop over my cock.  Her hands worked on my cock now, one hand working up and down the very tip and the other gently tugging at my balls.  She knew that I liked this treatment and concentrated her efforts on my cock head.  Without warning, she stopped and held back my foreskin. It was now June’s turn to whip my cock and she really let rip at my exposed cock head.  My God!  I would have been doubled up if she hadn’t been sat astride my face. Again, Sandra began to wank me slowly.  June was pushing her pussy down onto my face as I used my tongue on her again.  Sandra was sliding her fingers up and down my shaft, squeezing the tip and using her fingers to stimulate the pee hole.  I could feel my balls getting tight…but as soon as Sandra stopped, there was the whip on my cock again – and another orgasm for June as she whipped my cock.

June decided that she wanted a drink so I was sent off to make coffee.  I brought the coffee back and was told by Sandra to lie down on the carpet while they finished their coffee.  I was used as a footrest and they both stretched out their feet on my body,  June made sure that her heels were resting on my balls and kept up a pretence of trying to get comfortable while digging them in at every opportunity.  Sandra just made sure that I spent the next twenty minutes licking the heels of her boots.

With their ‘coffee break’ over, I was instructed to stay where I was on the floor.  Sandra sat on the arm of the settee and began to use her heels on my cock.  I was soon hard again.  She dug her heel into my balls and began to masturbate me with the sole of her other boot.  Every now and again, she would jab my cock head with the tip of her heel.  June was using her stilettos on my nipples again.  Before long, I could feel that I was close to Coming. I think Sandra must have sensed it as well because, at that moment, she landed me a painful kick in the balls! At the same time, June dug her heels into my nipples.  I was in agony now!  My balls were aching and my nipples felt as though they’d been torn off.  June immediately took my cock in her mouth and began to bring it back to life.  Sandra was over my face, twisting my very painful nipples while I tried to make her Come again.  As Sandra began to climax, I felt a sharp pain on my cock head.  June was raking her fingernails around the tip again – not hard but just enough to stop me from shooting my load. Sandra’s juices were running all over my face once more.

Sandra had thrown a duvet over my dining table and I was now told to stand up, go across to the table and lay on it. I paused for a moment and looked at June. It was my new dining table. June just grasped my balls and told me, “Do as you’re told or I’ll kick your balls so hard, you’ll have two lumps in your throat.”  I had a feeling that things were getting a bit out of hand now – but I couldn’t do much about it.

I lay down on the table and Sandra produced my washing line.  They proceeded to tie me, spread, eagled, until I was unable to move.  June had removed her Basque and was leaning over me with her breasts inches from my face. “Kiss them,” she told me.  I did as I was told and she climbed onto the table and lowered herself onto my face again.  Sandra was at the other end of the table and was teasing my cock with her tongue. As I licked June, Sandra continued to blow me, slowly and deeply, becoming more intense.  I could feel my balls getting ready to empty and was so worried about what they were going to do to me to stop my orgasm this time.  June was grinding her cunt into my face. I could hear her saying to Sandra, “Take him over!”  I could hold back no longer.  I just kept pumping my hot Come into Sandra’s mouth as she continued sucking and teasing. I lay back, exhausted but Sandra didn’t stop.  She just kept on pumping my cock in her hand.  June whispered in my ear, “I’m going to do your cock now.”  I now had June and Sandra’s hands at my cock and I was getting hard again. As soon as I was fully erect, June began the same oral treatment. Although I had just Come, June’s cocksucking was so intense that she soon had me nearly at bursting point.  However, she eased off and began to use her tongue on my cock head. That was it!  I was jerking and writhing, shooting my load into June’s mouth.  My balls ached and my cock felt numb – but June continued to lick and suck.  Sandra joined her and they both began to fellate me at the same time. Two women blowing me and my cock began to stiffen for the third time. Sandra and June both lapped at my cock head, fingers gripped my shaft and began to pump harder.  I felt Sandra’s hot mouth engulf my cock while June wanked me and squeezed my balls.  My third orgasm was just so intense, it was unbelievable. I’m sure that there wasn’t much semen, but my balls just throbbed. Sandra continued to wank me back to stiffness.  I hadn’t had time to recover at all.  Sandra gripped me hard and began to wank me quickly.  June was talking gently to me, saying things like, “How would you like a vibrator up you arse? Should we have brought some friend along tonight?  Would you like Sandra to do you with a strap-on?”  I could myself getting closer, but I’m sure what took me over the edge was when June asked, “Would you like me to piss in your mouth and make you drink it?”  That was it.  Sandra was wanking me hard as I climaxed.  A thin streak of almost clear fluid dribbled from my cock.  Again, the orgasm was very intense.  My balls felt as though they’d drop off. But Sandra kept on pumping my dick, making it stiff again.  June took over and Sandra climbed astride my face. “Make me Come good!” she commanded and settled herself on my tongue.  June was teasing me with her fingernails, trying to get the extra stimulation onto my numb cock.  I was getting hard but was going soft at the same time.  June stopped for a moment and bent down. “I’ll use these on you, you kinky bastard!” she smiled, holding up her stilettos.  She raked the spiked heels along the shaft and round the cock head.  That did it.  I was throbbing hard again.  June used her tongue along the sensitive underside of my cock while rubbing her spike heels down the sides of my cock head. I gasped as she applied a bit more pressure and Sandra pushed her pussy harder into my face.  June was now sucking at my cock and pressing her heels into my balls. I could feel Sandra Coming on my face again. June was lapping at the tip of my cock, then rubbing the smooth soles of her shoes along the underside. She winked at Sandra. “Do it!” Sandra raised herself an inch or two and began to piss, right into my mouth.  She stopped the flow and looked down at me. “Swallow it or you don’t get to Come.” As I swallowed, I received another warm trickle of her golden wine – at the same time feeling June’s heels pushing onto my cock head…and I reached a screaming orgasm.

I haven’t seen June for about three years.  The last time I saw her was in a local Supermarket (Tesco)

I still see Sandra and we did see each other for a short time.  We still meet up for coffee occasionally.  She told me, “If women round here knew what you were really like, they’d be queuing up at your door!”

I don’t think I’m brave enough to tell them J