Becky's Slave

Becky’s Slave

Chapter 13

John did spend the night, and I was forced to serve them both again the next day.  It was the most humiliating weekend of my life.  He finally went home on Sunday afternoon.  Not only did Becky ignore my needs, she found every excuse to taunt and humiliate me thoroughly.  By Sunday evening she was exhausted, from the sex, the excitement, and the thrill of dominating me all weekend. 

The days passed and Becky continued my injections.  After 3 weeks, my breasts were noticeably larger.   Becky allowed me to remove the artificial breasts and return them to Hilda.   Every weekend Becky would put me through a relentless tease session, suggesting that she would allow me to cum if I were good.  But I could never achieve the level of perfection she demanded.  Becky had noted on the calendar the last time that I had been allowed to cum.  Each weekend she would count the days, teasing and taunting me.  She enjoyed watching me beg and plead with her.   

“It has been over 40 days Denny.”  It was Friday evening and I had prepared a very special dinner for Becky, hoping she would free me from the device.   As much as I loved Becky and wanted to serve her, each day bought a higher level of agony, as my abstinence grew harder and harder to bear.  “Yes ma’am.  It has been so long ma’am.  I…I know I am not supposed…supposed to ask ma’am, but my…I want to cum so badly.”  Becky smiled at me and used her hand to pat me on the head.  I stood beside of her almost in tears as I humbly begged for her mercy.  “I will do anything you want.”  Becky laughed.  She had just come home from work, and I had poured her a glass of wine.  She put her finger under my chin and spoke softly.  “You must have patients Denny.  Follow me into the bedroom Denny.  Help me out of these clothes.  It has been a long week and I am tired.” 

She began walking toward the bedroom, and I followed her on my hands and knees.  She quickly undressed, throwing her clothes to the floor.  I picked up each garment and hung it in her closet.  She seductively removed her bra.   Then she smiled and winked as she slipped off her panties, and pushed them into my face.  Her strong feminine scent filled my nostrils.  I loved the smell of Becky’s panties when she took them off, still warm and scented. 

“So you want to cum Denny?”  I felt a surge of confidence, thinking she may allow me to cum.  “Yes ma’am.  I will…I will do anything ma’am.”  My penis swelled to capacity within the device and the ever-present ache in my balls urged me to beg even more.  “Please Mistress, please allow me to cum!”  Becky listened for a moment, and then turned without a word, and reached for one of her favorite nightgowns. 

She had not mentioned John’s name for over a week.  I had overheard her discussing him with Hilda one evening on the phone.  I was almost certain that Becky had grown tired of him.  She told Hilda several times that she may not see ‘him’ again.  She did not mention his name, but I was sure it was John she meant.  She had also been home on time every evening, another sign that she was not seeing him.

Becky’s nightgown barely covered her beautiful ass.  The material was so thin; I could see her dark pubic hair and the nipples of her breasts.  This only increased my desires.  She ate dinner without a word, glancing at me occasionally.   After dinner I made sure she was comfortable and had everything she wanted.  I don’t know why, but I sensed strongly that she would allow me relief.  Perhaps it was just wishful thinking, and it would later prove to be a false hunch.   As I think back, she knew I was more hopeful than usual.  That probably made her more intent on denying me.

She motioned with her finger and I quickly found my place between her widespread legs, sniffing the fragrant odor of her unwashed pussy.  “Mistress, you smell so wonderful.  May I give you pleasure?”  Becky always makes me beg several times before she allows me to service her.  I think it heightens her desire to humiliate me.  I continued to take in her wonderful scent, my clit pulsating in the device.  I used my finger several times to remove the precum, dripping almost constantly from the end.  After 40 days of abstinence I was in almost a constant state of excitement.  Finally Becky raised her arms and placed her hands behind her head.  “You may begin.”

I dove into the swampy gap between Becky’s legs and devoured her pussy.  As many time as I have eaten her musky hole and drank her juices, it never ceases to excite me.  Becky rapidly came to her first orgasm and shot a large amount of cum into my mouth.  I love to feel her squirt in my mouth.  She pulled my face into her wet hairy pussy and rubbed her juice all over me.   My senses were filled with her taste and odor.

“That was good Denny.”  She relaxed into the couch.  “Now, get your toilet mouth open again.  I have to piss.”  My balls were aching madly as I place my mouth on her sex.  No sooner than I sealed my lips, her strong piss shot into my mouth.  I drank it down as she continued to fill my mouth.  When I thought she was finished, I pulled my mouth away and looked at her luscious pussy lips.   Almost immediately she pushed her pussy forward and shot another stream of golden piss into my face.  The force was so great I closed my eyes and turned my head without thinking.  The piss dripped from my face onto the carpet below.

“You stupid idiot!  I was even thinking about letting you cum, and look what you have done!  Get your mouth down there  right now and lick that up!”  Becky flew into a rage. She pointed down at the wet spot on the carpet.  I hurriedly lowered my face and sucked on it.  “What did I tell you about that?  Huh?  What did I tell you?”  Becky rose up and stood over me.  My heart was beating widely as disappointment surged through my body.  “Get you ass into your room!”  I jumped to my feet and ran to the room, with Becky stomping behind me.  “Get you toilet face into the piss pot!  Now!”  I always left the slave toilet out in case Becky wanted to use it.   I fell to the floor and hurriedly placed my head through the opening.  Becky attached each of my wrists and locked them in place.  “I don’t want to hear a word from you the rest of the evening.”  Then she closed the lid. 

My dream had turned into a nightmare.  Not only had Becky denied me again, she was now mad at me.  I cried quietly for several minutes.  I could hear Becky roaming around the house.  Then I hear her talking on the phone.   “Hilda, how are you?  Good.  I am doing fine.”  She paused for a while.  “Well, he is not doing so good.  I had to punish him tonight.”  She pause again as Hilda talked.  “No.   It has been 41 days.”  I could hear a faint voice from Hilda.  She must have started talking louder.  “That’s why I called.  I guess it is time for him to cum, but I don’t think he deserves it.  You said there was a way…”  Hilda must have cut her off.  There were a few moments of silence.  “Can you come over tomorrow?”  They talked for a few more minutes, and then Becky walked through the house again. 

I heard her coming into the room.  The seat opened and Becky sat down without saying a word.  The chamber quickly filled with her scent, and a few moments later a spray of piss covered my face.  She allowed herself to drip on me for several minutes.  She left without talking.  A long time passed, probably an hour.  Becky returned and pissed on my face again.  She got up and walked out, turning off the light and shutting the door. 

Needless to say, it was a long night.  Becky came in twice more during the night and pissed on my face without saying a word.  As the morning light filled the room, I could smell the dried piss on my face and hair.  Becky finally came in and sprayed my face with her strong morning flow.  Then she reached down and released my ankles.  “Clean your self up and fix me some breakfast Piss Face!”

I hated for Becky to be upset with me.  I worried about it the rest of the morning, but I worked extra hard to please her.  Becky allowed me to crawl under the table as she ate breakfast.  I kissed and caressed her feet and legs, but she did not allow me to go any further.  Her strong morning scent excited me.  Afterwards she lay on the couch and criticized me.  I had cleaned house thoroughly the day before, but she nitpicked more than usual   “I want this place spotless Denny.  You are slacking lately and I don’t like it.  Not only in your chores, but in your duty to me.”   She spread her legs and ran her finger through the thick matted hair.  I need an orgasm Denny, and I want it now!”  

I quickly ran to the couch and dropped to my knees.   Without the slightest bit of hesitation, I pushed my face into her pussy and found her clit.   I used my tongue to make her feel good.  She was moaning within seconds.  The smell and taste of her pussy was glorious.  I could not get enough.   My balls ached with lust as I drank in her feminine odor.  “Oh God, that feels good!  I need this!  I deserve this Denny!”   I felt a burst of pride as Becky squirmed and moaned with pleasure.   Her juices were thick and copious.   I could tell she was ready to cum.  Becky pulled my face to her swampy crotch.    “Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh!    Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!  Oh my god!  Ohhhhhhhhhhh!”  

I held my face to her pussy and gently licked between the folds of her outer labia as her orgasm subsided.  She finally let go of my head.  As I rose up, she placed her foot into my chest, and pushed.  “Now get to work!  I want this place spotless.  Again, like so many times, the disappoint surged through my body.  Tease and denial, tease and denial, a constant process of disappointments was all I got.  Becky seemed to never compliment me in any way. 

As the morning past Becky would inspect everything that I did, pointing out discrepancies, and giving more orders.  She went outside and worked in the flowers, one of the very few things she did not make me do, probably because she enjoyed it.  The sun was hot and she returned with a layer of sweat all over her body.  She motioned with her finger and I followed obediently to her bedroom, where she stood and allowed me to remove her clothes.   I guess the warm sun and fresh air had renewed her desires.   She guided my head between her legs again, and ordered me to service her thoroughly.   The sweaty swampy smell of her pussy and ass hole drove me into a fit of sexual tension.  I licked the salty sweat from her ass crack and cleaned it methodically with my tongue, hoping to please her.   I brought her to two more orgasms, her pussy overflowing with juice and girl cum.   Becky was unusually horny, and I loved to please when she is in that way.  Unfortunately it drives my excitement level as well.  My balls were no aching terribly. 

After her last orgasm subsided, Becky made me trim her toenails and apply a fresh coat of polish.  Her legs remained spread the entire time and my head was filled with her musky scent.  I could hardly keep my eyes off of her wet pussy.  It continued to discharge as I tended her.   She would occasionally laugh and catch it on her finger, then smear it on my lips.   She noticed the constant flow of precum from the end of my device, and would occasionally tickle my balls in a teasing manner.   “Poor Denny, hasn’t cum in 42 days.  Maybe Mistress will let him cum today if he is good.”

Shortly after lunch the doorbell rang, and the door opened before I had a chance to respond.  Hilda usually let herself in if the door was unlocked.  My heart jumped when I say Hilda.  Mary was with her.  My face burned with shame as I say her.  I ducked back into the kitchen as Becky greeted them.  “Good morning ladies.  I am so glad you came over.  Go in to the living room and sit down.  I will have Denny bring us something to drink.”  My stomach was in knots.  I knew she must have something planned for me, and I knew it was going to be embarrassing and degrading.  Becky stepped into the kitchen.

Her voice was low but demanding.  “Get them some refreshment Denny!  Now!  I don’t want any difficulties with you today like we had last night.  Do you understand me?”  I looked down at the floor.  “Yes ma’am.”  Becky turned and walked out.  I was wearing my silky apron, the one that Becky makes me wear when I am working in the house.  It is almost transparent, and the device protruded enough to be noticeable.  My breasts were becoming very feminine, swelling a little more each day.  It would be the first time that Mary would see them.  I quickly prepared a tray of drinks.  I swallowed hard and nervously walked into the living room.  They were talking briskly until I entered the room.  All eyes were on me.

“Oh my, look at those perky little tits!”  Mary’s strong voice embarrassed me, and I could feel the wave of heat go through my face and neck.  “I can’t wait to play with those.  Come over here Denny!”  I looked at Becky for a sign of approval.  She raised her eyebrows, and pushed her lips together, nodding slightly.  I sat the drinks down on the table and walked apprehensively to stand beside of Mary.  She immediately raised her hands and felt of my breasts.  “Oh they are coming along nicely Becky.  How often are you doing the injections now?”  My face burned like fire.  “A couple of times a week.”    Mary raised my apron and used her fingers to rub my freshly shaven balls.  “They are so smooth.  Have you tried waxing him yet?”  My heart jumped at the thought.  I had heard about waxing and that it was very painful.   “No, I have not.  I make him shave daily.”

Mary continued to feel around my crotch, stoking my balls.   She even wedged her finger between my ass cheeks and tickled my balls.  I felt totally ashamed, being fondled in front of three people like this, particularly with one of them being my wife.  Yet, her strong hands against my skin felt good.  It had been so long since I had cum.  Any type of stimulation would excite me.  Despite my embarrassment, I could feel the tightness in the chastity device.  My clit was swelling. 

“Oh look girls.  Look at this!”  My humiliation was heightened again as Mary displayed my lack of control.   “He still can’t control himself.”  The girls laughed as I burned with embarrassment.  Yet the aching in my balls, and the tingle in my clit was even stronger.  I felt an almost uncontrollable urge to cum.   “I have not emptied his balls for over 40 days now, 42 to be exact.  Get the calendar Denny, and show them.  Show them how long it has been since you came!”  I looked at Becky as Mary and Hilda stared at me, smiling, basking in my shame.   I hurried to my bedroom where the calendar was displayed on the wall.  I returned to the living room and handed it to Becky. 

“No Denny.  You show it to them.  Pull this month’s page over and show them last month.”   I don’t know where Becky got the calendar, but it each month had a different picture of a little girl.  She modeled bras, petticoats, panties, and an assortment of under things that girls used to wear years ago.   Becky told me that it would be a constant reminder of my submissive feminine status. 

I pulled the page back to last month.  The 8th day was circled.  “Now flip it to this month Denny.”  I flipped the page over.  “What is today Denny?”  I looked at Becky.  “It is the 20th ma’am.  “The 20th!  So, how many days Denny?  How long has it been…since you came?”  I could feel my face burning again, just like it used to in school when I was a kid, and I got caught doing something wrong in class.  “It has been…a…a 42 days ma’am.”   Becky smiled.  “42 days, since when Denny?”    I swallowed hard.  “Since I came ma’am.”   Becky slowly moved her head back and forth.  “I don’t think you are making yourself clear Denny.  I want you to point at the calendar and explain to Hilda and Mary how long it has been since you came, and how much you want to cum.   If you want to cum today Denny, you must be very clear.  Do you undersand?”

I had never been so embarrassed. I could feel the heat emanating from my face and chest.  I strived to find the words, but I could not.  “Tell them Denny!”  I looked at Becky, then at Hilda and Mary.  Suddenly Becky slapped me across the face.  The sharp sting scared me, and I put my hand on my cheek.  “Tell them this instant!”  My mouth was dry and I tried to swallow.  I looked at Hilda and Mary.  “I have…I have not cum for…for 42 days…and…and I want to…to cum so badly…”    I looked back at Becky.  Her dark piercing eyes shot through me.   “And I will…will do any thing to cum…to relieve my…my aching balls.”    The words began to flow.  I cupped my sore balls with my hand.  “Please let me cum!  Please let me cum!  I promise to…to…”   Becky interrupted me.  “Do what Denny?   Do what?   What are you going to do?  How are you going to show us that you even deserve to cum?” 

I swallowed again.  My eyes were filling with tears.  I was so ashamed and embarrassed.  What else could I do to gain her favor?  “Tell me Denny, what are you going to do?  I suggest you think of something real quick.  You have guests here Denny.  Think!  What are you going to do for your guests?”  A thousand thoughts ran through my head.   “I will do anything that…that Mistress Hilda or Miss Mary wants.  I want to please them.  I want to…to make them feel good…to serve them.”  Becky sat back and folded her arms.  “Go on.”   The room became silent.

“I will serve as your toilet if…if you want.”  I hung my head in shame.   Mary finally broke the silence.  “Well, that sounds good to me.”  She leaned back, her legs spread, and I could barely see the bright red color of her silky panties.  “I could use a little pampering.”  Hilda smiled and looked at Mary.  “Do you want to go first or shall I?”  Mary used her fingers to massage the lump in her panties.  “You go first Hilda.  It always turns me on to watch you.” 

The next half hour was difficult, yet exciting.  Hilda took me to Becky’s bedroom and quickly positioned herself for a thorough worship session.  I used my slave mouth and tongue to pay homage to her pussy and asshole.  She had obviously skipped her shower this morning, and the rank odor of her ass was overwhelming at first.  But as I she gradually responded, the experience became more stimulating.  Hilda produced a large amount of moisture as she came.  The scent of her discharge combined with the natural flavor of her unwashed pussy charged me with sexual energy.  My clit wanted to explode in the device and my balls ached with lust.  After several orgasms Hilda lay exhausted on the bed.  I continued to kiss and caress her ass cheeks until Mary walked into the room. 

“Oh Hilda!  You must have enjoyed that.  I could hear you moaning in the living room.”   Hilda smiled and moved to one side of the bed.  “Well Denny, are you going to help me out of my clothes?”   Despite the erotic state I was in, the thought of sucking Mary’s cock sickened me.  The anxiety began building in my stomach.   “Yes ma’am!”  I knew that I must not hesitate, and I quickly moved to my knees in front of Mary.  Just as I began unbuttoning her skirt, Becky walked into the room.  She slowly moved to the chair in the corner and sat down, her short housedress barely covering the tops of her milky thighs.  “Go ahead and have fun.  Don’t let me stop you.  Sometimes I just like to watch.” 

Mary looked down at me with a mischievous grin.  “I have been saving something up for you Denny, and I bet you know what it is.”  The sick feeling in my stomach began to grow.  Oh God, I thought, she is going to make me eat her cum in front of Becky.   I slowly pulled her skirt away as Mary pealed her loose top off, exposing her large tits.  I marveled again at how well formed her breast were, and how feminine she looked.   Except for the cock.  Mary’s red panties already showed signs of her excitement.  A dark wet spot appeared at the top of her bulging cock head.  In her aroused state, the head of her cock had moved upwards to the waistband.  I could already smell the scent of her excitement, or maybe it was my imagination.  Which ever it was, I imagined from memory the taste of her cum.  I could not take my eyes from her crotch.

“You can’t wait, can you Denny?”  Mary began to taunt me.  “You can’t wait to suck on it!  You did such a good job the other day; I have been waiting for you to do it again.   I have been saving it up for you.”  I glanced across the room at Becky.  She smiled and raised her eye brows.  I could tell she was enjoying the scene.  “Take my panties off Denny.   Take them off and see what I have for you.”  Mary’s voice came in almost a whisper, yet it was strong and demanding.  I focused again on the large growing lump as I raised my hands and slipped my fingers into the waistband of her panties.  “Pull them down Denny.”  I slowly pulled her panties downward and watched as her huge cock spilled outward, half hard and pointing directly into my face.  A slimy string of precum dripped from her piss slit. 

Becky snickered as she rose up from the chain and came over to the edge of the bed to sit.  My face burned like fire as the long black cock twitched in front of me.  “Clean it off Denny!  I want to see you clean it off.”  Becky’s forceful words scared me.  I was not mentally prepared, yet I knew that I must act quickly.  “Do it Denny!”   I pushed forward, opening my lips, and extended my tongue to Mary’s piss slit.  The sultry taste of her precum excited my tongue.  I used my right hand to grasp her penis and pull it into my mouth.  I gently massage the underside of her cockhead with my tongue.  Her precum flowed freely into my mouth.  I had not realized a man could release so much precum without an orgasm.   Mary moaned as I massaged her cock.

“You like to suck cock, don’t you Denny?”  I motioned my head up and down, and tried to answer, but Mary’s large cock filled my mouth.  Becky smiled as she spread her legs to reveal her hairy bush.  I noticed how matted her hair was, and how the room was filling with her scent.  Mary began to hunch my face.  Each time she thrust her cock down my throat, her shaved belly brushed my nose, and I inhaled the musty scent of her sweat.  Becky continued to taunt me. 

“You love the taste of cock.  Do you like the flavor of Mary’s cum?   I guess I will know soon.”  She glanced at Mary’s face and she was beginning to show signs of orgasm.   Her cock was rigid.   “Cup her balls Denny.   Make her feel real good, so she can dump her cum in your mouth.”  My face burned with shame as I sucked her cock and massaged her balls.  I closed my eyes as the humiliation overcame me.  “No!  No!  Look at me Denny!   Open your eyes Denny.  I want you to see me looking at you.  Keep them open!”

Mary began to moan louder.  “Oh God!  I am going to cum!  Oh God yes!  Oh!”   Mary grabbed my head and pulled me closer.  I stained to keep my composure.  “Oh yes!  Oh God!  That’s it!  Oh! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh!”  I suddenly felt the first shot of her cum.  It hit the back of my mouth and the taste of her cum filled my senses.   Then again.   A shot of cum flew down my throat and I had to swallow.  Becky screamed out.    “Hold it in your mouth!  I want to see it!”   Another shot filled my mouth and I tried to hold it.  Then another.  I could not believe the volume of cum.  My mouth was filled with the taste of her creamy seed.   I could feel her contracting her balls and pushing out more cum.   “Don’t you dare swallow yet!”  Becky leaned down beside of me and watched my face as I almost gagged.  

Finally Mary withdrew her cock.  She immediately squeezed the base and pushed her hand forward, forcing a large dollop of cum through her urethra.  Becky put her lips to my ear.  “Lick it off Denny!  Lick it off!”  Becky put her hands on my cheeks after I cleaned the tip of Mary’s cock.  “Open your mouth!  I want to see.”  I opened my mouth, the funky taste of Mary’s sperm permeating my taste buds.  I could feel drops of cum dripping down my chin and the side of my mouth.   “Oh look at all of the cum!  You are a cum hound!  Hold it!  Hold it until we have all had a chance to see it.”

My face burned like fire as I stood on my knees before the three women.  I almost gagged again as the thick sperm trickled down the back of my throat.  Finally, after they all took their turns, Becky allowed me to swallow.  I turned my head to the side and almost heaved as the thick cum flowed down my throat.  I felt so embarrassed and humiliated. 

Becky and the two girls finally left the room and gathered in the kitchen.  A few minutes later the wine bottle popped and they began drinking.  I retreated to my room and nervously awaited their call.  They finished the first bottle and started on the second.  Their voices got louder and louder.  Despite my embarrassment, I was more hopeful than ever that Becky would allow me cum.   From her conversations with Hilda, and the presences of Mary, I just knew that something was going to happen.   My balls ached constantly, and I felt like my clit would erupt.  Yet the damned device would not allow it. 

“Denny!  Denny, come in here!”   I hurried my way to the kitchen, as their laughter grew louder.   “Denny, I want you to go to your room an turn down the bed.  We have a surpise for you.”   Becky’s voice sound mischievous.  I knew something was up.  I hurried back to my room and turned the bed down.  Then I remembered seeing the key hanging from Becky’s neck.  I became excited.  She was going to unlock the device.  I heard them laughing again, as they approached my room.  “Denny, I have something for you, but you must be restrained first.”  Becky stood in the doorway holding several straps. 

“Lay down in the bed Denny, face up.”  I did as Becky instructed nervously awaiting my fate.  My clit was already hard.   Hilda stepped forward and secured my hands, while Mary secured my feet.  Within a few moments I was laying spread eagle in the bed.  I could feel my face burning with embarrassment.  Becky held the key in the palm of her hand.  “Denny, I am going to let you free for a while, but you must follow all of my instructions.   Do you understand?”   I nodded as Becky stepped forward and placed the key in the tiny lock.  It had not been taken off except for a few moments each week for shaving, cleaning and inspection.   My cock soon grew almost fully erect.  Becky began examining me thoroughtly.  It had been 42 days since anyone had touched my cock like that.  I was fully erect in seconds.

“Oh god!  Look at it Becky!  It’s so hard.”  Mary placed her fingers on my clit and slowly massage it.  I knew I would not last if they continued, and Hilda knew as well.  “Be very careful girls.  He is extremely sensitive.  It will not take much stimulation to take him over the edge.  Remember, all we want to do is milk him.  This is for his own good, not for his pleasure.”  Hilda moved between Mary and Becky, settling between my legs.  Her large breasts were barely contained in the short dress she was wearing.  “We only need a slight bit of contact to keep him in this state.  Watch!”  Hilda used her finger to lightly tickle my balls.   God, it felt good.  Ocassionaly she would run it up and down the length of my shaft.  My cock would twitch and quiver uncontrollably.  I could feel my balls boiling with cum.   “We do not want to jack him off.  That is the last thing you would do.  We want to stimulate him until he cums.  He will involuntarily empty his balls when it becomes to much for him to control.

This went on for a half hour or so.  It was the worst tease I had ever had.  In the past, I knew I could not cum, and it psychologically allowed me to deal with the situation.  Now, I knew I was going to cum, but had not control, or any idea when.   Each time my balls were about to erupt, Hilda would stop all manipulation.  I would close my eyes and hold my breath.  I had never experienced such stimulation.  It was wonderful and terrible all in one emotion.  It felt good, yet unfinished, unsatisfying.

Becky watched intently as my cock twitched with excitement.  Precum was flowing constantly from my piss slit.  Occasionally Hilda would catch it with her finger and make me eat it.    Every time she brought me to edge and backed off, she would insert her finger in her wet pussy, and rub it under my nose.  I lost track of time.  I lived from one tease to the next.  Every time I thought my balls would erupt she would stop, just in time. 

Mary kept looking at me and smiling.  “I am so hot again.  I need to cum again already.”  Becky looked at her.  “Well go ahead.  That is what we are here for.”  Mary began undressing.  Soon, she was down to her panties, and her large cock was bulging up through the waist band.   Hilda noticed and moved away from me.  “I have an idea.  I don’t think he can last much longer unless we bring him down a little.”  Becky was puzzled.  “What do you mean?”  Hilda stood up.  “We can stop the tease now, and not let him cum, but I think it has been long enough, you know, at his age.   But, we can prolong it by doing something to him.”   Hilda pulled the two girls to the side and whispered to them. 

Becky nodded her head.   “I think that is a good idea.  Let’s try it.”  Mary removed her panties and quickly straddled my body with her knees on either side, her well shaved ass hole only inches from face, and her large balls nearly touching my mouth.  I noticed the musty odor of her ass hole and the sweaty scent of her balls.   “Denny, Mary is going to sit on your face.  Now you must perform well if you want to cum.  Do you understand me?”  I looked directly at Mary’s asshole.  I knew she was going to make me lick it.  Oh God, I thought.  I don’t think I can do it.  “Answer me Denny!”  Mary began to slowly descend upon my face.  I realized I had no choice.  “Denny?”   I nodded.  “Yes ma’am.”   No sooner than I got the words out I could feel Mary’s balls touch my lips.  She slid forward and my nose rubbed across her ass hole.  I breathed in the full scent of her asshole.   She continued to inch forward.  “Open you mouth and serve her Denny.  Eat her!  Lick her asshole!  Do it.”  I closed my eyes and began licking and sucking Mary’s asshole.  I had an acrid musty that I could barely tolerate. 

Soon Mary was moaning.  “Oh god, that feels good.”  She began jacking off her cock, and her large balls danced on my chin.   “I want to cum!  I want to cum!”  Then suddenly in fit of passion she leaned forward, her dark sweaty ass still glued to my face, and place her lips on my clit.  It shocked me, but at the same time pleasure shot though my body.  I instinctively pushed my face into her ass.  Oh god, I yelled.  She did not suck me very long, but it brought my clit to full attention.   Hilda shouted.  “That’s perfect!  Do it again, and keep him on the edge!”  This went on for a long time.  Each time Mary would suck on my clit, my balls would almost erupt.  Then Hilda would say, “Stop!  Stop!”  Once I thought I was going to cum, and Hilda slapped my balls real hard, several times.   I thought I was going to pass out, it hurt so much. 

This went on all afternoon.   It was truly the worst session I had ever had.   Mary finally jacked off in my face.  Afterward, she used her finger to push her cum into my mouth.   Then Hilda sat on my face and teased me for more than an hour.   They finally took the restraints loose and dragged me to the piss pot.  Becky locked me in, and each of them took turns pissing on my face.  My cock remained hard through out the ordeal.  Finally Becky sat down and made me give her an orgasm while Hilda teased my clit. 

“I think it is time Becky.   His balls are so swollen, I think we must allow him to cum.”  Hilda began teasing the underside of my clit with her finger, much like she had done before, but extending the contact time.  Soon I was on the verge.  “It is very important to watch his piss slit.  As the first sign of cum, cease any contact with his cock or balls.  You can touch his breasts his ass, his thighs, but not his cock.  You want him to spurt all of his cum without stimulating him anymore.  He will empty his balls with a minimal amount of pleasure.”

Soon I could feel it coming.  “Oh God!  Oh God!”  Hilda continued to tickle the skin on my clit, but ever so lightly.  I could feel myself starting to cum.  It felt like an eruption in my groin.  “There it is!  See the cum on his piss slit.”  I could feel it coming.  “Oh god!  Oh God!  I am cummmmiiiinnnngg!    Hilda pulled her hand away just as I spurt the first shot of cum.  Quickly I followed with another.   It felt good, but not fulfilling.   I missed the contact.  I wanted to be touched.  My cock ached for contact, but there was none.  I felt another shot of cum.  It went up and came down on my belly.   The hole time my face was almost buried in Becky’s crotch.  The strong smell of sweat and urine permeated my nostrils.  “Oh God!”   Another shot of cum flew into the air, I know not where it landed.   I felt my balls drained of cum.  I felt the cool air on my cock as it twitched and convulsed.  Finally the wave of eruptions stopped.  I felt relieved yet unsatisfied. 

The girls finally let me go, but not until I was secured firmly into the device.  I went to the shower.  Hilda and Mary left. 

To be continued in Chapter 14