A tale to tell

PART 2

On one level my young slave actually craves his strict regimentation, the routines and humiliations we put him thru and the strict no-nonsense discipline we ladies love so much to dish out.

I think it's that he needs our attention, even the painful attention, for there to be any fulfillment in his life. It confirms within his psyche that he actually belongs to me, almost like my pet really.

He had once written in an essay for me that no matter how "cruel" I ever was with him he would always be at my feet worshiping me and the very ground I walk on and reading things like this has moved me to oblige him as much as possible. I know the poor youth lusts after me and its so funny to see.

In his little mind the very worst fate would be to be abandoned by me.

This of course is not going to happen though he may at certain times now really briefly wish it might, and his little torments might stop.

Even today after more than a solid year of slavery under my control though he may be screaming in agony or just weeping quietly into his gag or one of our panties, if he is not in his restrainer he just cant help getting a nice hot little erection that throbs and twitches most beautifully for me as it urgently leaks and drools long beads of hot frustration.

Now we, me and the other ladies are only too happy to control his young life for him completely, even down to the very smallest details with our rules regulations and protocols and for us, as well as for him, there will be no turning back.

Importantly for us our rules provide plenty of opportunity and reason to “test” him in ingenious ways and they provide a perfect pretext (if any were needed) for us to punish any perceived “faults or failures” throughout the day .

So day to day discipline for 'J' now involves the very strict application of our rules and rituals all day every day.

The rules were not formed in a vacuum and we now embrace and use them fully always enjoying where they lead.

They have been developed, adapted and changed or adapted over the last few months mainly through trial and error as well as our experimentation and have thus evolved as needed to suit us perfectly..

He is obliged to keep his Demerit book updated daily and each week we sign off on it and discipline him as needed. he knows the consequences of bad marks and comments from any of us.

 

As Dommes of course we females make sure that our own needs and pleasures are always paramount and I have learned that certain rituals do help us ensure that our boy-toy satisfies us in every way.

 

In any event, it doesn't matter to us as long as we can all continue to enjoy his wonderful tongue and his sweet little ass.

Especially after some ‘rough justice’ for our little toy, one of us will often be very damp and demand his mouth and tongue between our own thighs till at last we can splash and squirt our own wonderful releases again and again all over his tear soaked face.

 

Susan and I are introducing him now to the delightful 'pleasure' of using our various strapons to brutally ravage him. Its just too bad for little cutie boy that he really doesn't yet seem to enjoy being so ruthlessly violated nearly as much as we both enjoy violating him. He still has to learn to like it simply because it pleasures us I suppose. In fact there is a lot he must yet learn, that we are going to teach him.

 

A Cutie boy. Yes that's what he is. Young and very cute especially at the end of each day when he has already been showered and changed into one of his required nightime uniforms and is just sniffing and sniveling on his knees in a corner with his hands on his head as we completely ignore him and chat, watch TV, or prepare for bed.

 

After hours of merciless scolding torment from us most every day, getting his face slapped red and his buns spanked and spanked  again, with his thighs really stinging all over, our boy-toy "J" always seems to end up almost every evening with some really nice tears flooding his gorgeous eyes. and his nose pressed to a wall. It is often a lot of fun for us then If we tell him of something wicked I intend to do to him either later that night, or on the following day.

We love to leave him alone with something to think over and it does him good to worry and fret about our plans for him.

It is still quite amazing to me how us little ladies can take an athletic and  strapping youth like him and slowly break him into a quivering jelly over time with just words and the threats we utter.

The trick is in reinforcing his fear and drawing it out, till at last we will call him out of the corner.

At such times 'J' may suddenly and beautifully just fall completely and wonderfully apart. Throwing himself at my feet in absolutely abject misery with tears now pouring down his cheeks as he debases himself and begs kissing my feet and pleading with me to relent.  Silly boy, he should know from experience these little outbursts are quite futile, but he still sometimes does this hysterical thing.

We generally let him just break like this without too much comment but just watching and laughing at him because after all it is actually very amusing for me and the others to just watch.

After his silly waterworks have started to subside and he is still on his knees whimpering and sobbing delightfully in one of his suitably juvenile and humiliatingly short little uniforms, the boy looks even more vulnerable,  adorable and juicy to me.

Unfortunately seeing him looking so young and cute never fails to get my own sadistic juices soon flowing again and the hunger for his agonies to continue,  sometimes almost overwhelms me and I have to stop myself.

I will usually just smirk at him as he looks up at me begging with those wet baby blues and tears rolling down his face I then will ask him just one question.

In my most callous tone and with a questioning eyebrow raised,  I will simply say "Are you finished?"

In that instant I can see the realization in his face that his entire attempt at histrionics has completely failed to move me.

It's hard to really describe but in that one hurt and desperate look of his when he knows I am about to continue something sends wonderful shivers up my spine.

What happens next really depends.

His childish tantrums and outbursts certainly make us more determined to follow thru and I often start his night time rituals after enjoying these waterworks usually by just striding over to him and slapping his face really hard a few times as I scold him.

Then grabbing an ear or a  handful of his thick damp hair, I will drag him kicking and screaming along the hallway perhaps into the bedroom and making him lie face up on his cot.

I will begin tying him down

 

I really love to see him hogtied on his back with his legs bent under him, His elbows cinched painfully behind him and his knees either together or spread and tied wide.

This is by far my personal favorite bondage position for him especially if I am planning to return in the night for some more fun.

It forces up his hips and thighs and pushes up his chest and sweet nipples.

Like that he is open and vulnerable to us in all the right ways and he may stay like that for quite a few very uncomfortable hours.

If there is one disadvantage to this position it is that it is just not a position I can leave him in completely unattended to for more than say 6 hours or overnight since circulation is a concern, so we must either plan a return visit later in the night from one of us to play or just re-set him.

Its a position that can only best be used longer term or overnight when he is in one of our own bedrooms with us present to enjoy him.

 

Anyway, More often I will just spread eagle or "X" or"Y" him stretching out his arms above his head and his legs together or spread painfully open wide .

Whatever position I use it is always certain he will spend every night in bondage and watching my little pet writhe on the bed still begging for mercy is a great way to end a day.

 

Normally I get wet from seeing him in such a state and often enough then as a last thing before I leave him I will take a belt or tawse and finish his day with a good thrashing, really give him something to cry about and leaving him an angry shade of crimson and purple before I may leave him in the dark. Oh how he sobs then as I throw down the strap just say sarcastically "good night dear....sweet dreams" I will then stride out of the door laughing the whole time.

 

On these evenings his loud screams and sobbing will often draw the other ladies to join me in this nighttime rituals and they often assist me with his disciplines.

We may all amuse ourselves very cruelly with him in various ways for quite a while well into the early morning.

On other nights if we are tired or when we have grown tired or bored with him we might simply put him away and leave him in bondage, for the night.

That is how he sleeps in this house under my rules when we leave him. Always in bondage and usually crying.

 

He will not always be allowed on his bed.

Sue and I often like to experiment by forcing him into some very uncomfortable positions for the night perhaps in a closet to writhe and sob his heart out for a few hours.

All the while I greatly enjoy listening to him cry and laughing at his very sore distress.

Night time disciplines for 'J' always involve the very strictest application of the rules and behaviors.

As the Dominant partners in this relationship of course our needs and pleasures are paramount but I have learned over time that, as with many things to do with 'J', a little experimentation can open new doors and paths for us to explore.

I do not compromise my happiness by shutting any of those doors or ignoring paths but instead I usually embrace them fully and see where they lead

 

 

I explained earlier how Teasing and Denial for him are such very important aspects of this relationship.

He is simply just not allowed to spill his creamy cum except on very rare occasions.

Orgasms for my slave are simply never allowed but about once every 6 weeks if he is a really good little slaveboy and as a very special treat he may be slowly milked, emptied and drained from his prostate but that is all he will ever get from us and only then if his behavior over the previous 6 weeks really merits it.

The darling boy seems to really crave his rare milkings  though he knows that they provide only minimum pleasure for him and are in fact also just a prelude to a further 6 weeks at least of sometimes quite intense frustration, aching and very strict denial.

Still that’s just the way it is for him I guess and he better get used to it. 

Unfortunately, for him and twice over the last 8 months I have denied him even this small allowance because his behavior towards us had been, somewhat, less than Perfect and he had far too many demerits.

When he has been this much of a bad boy its going to be 12 weeks denial instead for him and he better get back in line and improve his attitude pretty damn fast or it may well become 18 or even more weeks.

I am quite merciless and ruthless when dealing with this issue.

 

The Last time he missed out on his little treat was this last time 4 weeks ago and so its now been 10 weeks since I milked him and he only has 2 weeks left, assuming there is a marked improvement and his demerit totals are much lower.

Last month, at his 'expected' milking I was really unhappy with the young mans recent job performance and he had over 20 demerits for insolence to Sarah and laziness so instead of draining him, I found it far more expedient that time to first apply a good dose of my tawse to his lazy hands, and the buns I once caught him sitting as well as his thighs. I then watched as Sarah caned him all over those buns and thighs very severely for his impertinence.  Lastly we completely smothered a very sore and frustrated teenage cock, and an aching ballsack with one of my own specialty 'rubs' before putting the wonderfully distraught slave into some very strict bondage out in the cold shed for the whole night.

Tabasco hot sauce mixed with ben-gay and rubbed onto cock and balls is indeed a very effective deterrent for any naughty little slave boys, who dare disrespect their elders. Since it was almost freezing outside we also thickly coated his naked but very welted burning thighs with the stuff rubbing it well into all the juicy weals that covered them.

Although it was so cold outside I just know my ‘rub’ really kept him nice and ‘warm’ most of the night.

Poor little 'J'  was certainly crying and screaming into his gag about how it burned and boiled on him for many hours out there and in the morning he was still a very sore and sorry and weepy little puppet indeed when Sue at last dragged him out.

 

After stripping him and hosing him off with the garden hose then dressing him in the very short denim gardening shorts uniform, We put him to work cutting the front lawns where i could watch him from my study.

I am sure as he pushed that heavy old mower back and forth that morning that he had plenty of time to reflect on what his insolence to Sarah and my displeasure had just cost him. 

He was hopefully also I am sure, determined to do much better for this next milking ritual. We shall see when the time comes in about 2 weeks..

I Do know already, he’ll be much more respectful to Ms.Sarah in the future.

 

The horny teenage slave with his still raging hormones used to have a very hard time controlling the frothy spilling of his cum sometimes whenever he was let out of the KTB restrainer and would have quite a few little 'accidents.'

I am sure our training methods and teasing probably didn't help him but as he has now learned the very harsh price he must pay for unauthorized spurting, and all the nasty little punishments that go with it 'J' has learned to control himself and his futile little boy lusts much better recently.

He still has ‘accidents’ of course especially when things may get too intense for him if he is released from the ktb and I am sure its not easy for him, but he is out of the restrainer much less frequently these days and no matter the excuse his lapses and dirty spurtings are always dealt with very severely.

However those little horny boy mishaps do seem much rarer now.

Unfortunately Sarah now wants us to greatly increase the intensity and length of those teasing torment sessions as well as how often we do them so we will see how well he does.

 

I myself am fairly expert with him now reading his body and reactions like a book and I know exactly when to stop and for how long to just keep him aching dreadfully as I make him produce pints of clear frustration for me without ever allowing him to spill his seed.

We have started to enjoy making him fill jars with the sticky clear stuff  and over time he is going to do just that.

As recounted in part one we have now realized that as long as his thighs especially the mid to upper front areas are tormented and tortured he becomes a virtual pre-cum frustration factory.

No matter what we do his firm young penis will sooner or later painfully twitch and throb and will start leaking copious amounts of frustration juice.

Of course he will not be allowed to ejaculate, its just not allowed, but we do absolutely love to get and encourage steady streams of this clear pre-slop.

 

His soaked panties and shorts keep his Mistresses very amused.

Even in public situations I can now thoroughly humiliate him by making him drool pre-cum very freely just for the gleeful enjoyment I get from his desperately humiliating shame and utter embarrassment.

In just about any setting I like to make him squirm as it flows right into his tennis panties or gym shorts or whatever uniform I have him in normally just by really hurting his thighs in some way.

These humiliations for him are absolutely wonderful for me to produce in him and watch especially in very public locales etc.

 

Last week for example we were sitting in my car at a fast food restaurant after I had just picked him up when he had been for his morning run and he was still in his Running kit # 4 which includes his very short and tight sky-blue running shorts.

I had just got through scolding him for being late by really smacking his cold thighs very hard as he sat on his hands next to me in the car and there was soon the tell tale growing damp spot on the front of his little shorts.

Then instead of going thru the drive thru I thought it would be fun to make him go inside especially as I knew that at least 2 young girls who used to know him at school still worked there.

So I told him to go inside to the counter to order for me.

He started to almost tearfully plead with me to humiliate him like that and please not to make him do this. I listened then offered him a little choice.

I was going to count to 5 and if he didn’t go immediately by the time I got to 5 I would drag him out of the car by his ears myself and take to that outside table in full view of everyone. then I would put him across my knees for the spanking of his life in front of the whole place and would continue to spank him till he was crying his eyes out and THEN he would have to go inside anyway.. "ONE !....TWO...! "

If that’s what you want me to do young man I am more than happy to oblige him

"THREE ! ..."

He knows me well enough to know that I will do what I say no matter the consequences and I can almost still feel his terrible burning embarrassment and humiliation as he jumped out of the car then and ran to the front door trying to hide as best he could the very obvious damp spot on the front of his tiny shorts.

He was red-faced and almost sobbing in utter humiliation when he came back out to the car. I wished then I had gone inside with him just to see how he handled things but I was also listening to a radio station I like and besides there will be other days and other opportunities.

As he got back in the car, obviously shaken up a bit, I told him that I did not appreciate his apparent reluctance to obey me earlier and it had earned him 3 demerits and a solid dose of my tawse as soon as we got home.

 

There is another simply wonderful little game we love playing with him.

One of us will ORDER him to NOT leak then the others must do everything they can think of to make him do just that. Of course his disobedience is punished and when punished in the right way it will produce yet more disobedience and therefore more punishment so on and on. Needless to say he really whimpers and writhes during this game and eventually he will always start to cry like a baby but we love playing it so "J" must just get used to it.

 

He can now be and often is just taken and teased by any of us at any time, day or night but usually about once or twice a week or whenever we are in the mood for some more serious fun at his expense he faces a more formal and far more intensive teasing session.

Tied securely by one of us on his back and face up to a low bench in the part of the large basement den we call 'the tease center ' Sarah, Sue or  I (sometimes 2 of us or all 3) will join him down there.

We have an assortment of toys waiting down there there including a nice little TENS unit with various attachments, several dildo vibrators, lotions, feathers and usually an ice bucket filled with ice cubes, some quite fierce nipple clamps and a box of clothes pegs as well as plenty of other toys and implements of correction laid out and awaiting for us all to use

 

I will write more later in more detail about these little sessions but suffice for now to know that because of our methods, he will soon be panting and gasping like a little whore.

Then afterwards his pants will turn to whimpers and gasps,

This is one of the few times when I will actually remove his KTB restrainer since we need easy access to his cock and balls and also hot throbbing erections are highly encouraged by us while we tease.

There will be no Cumming for him of course but plenty of pain and sexual stimuli.

After about 2 hours or so of some very intense teasing discipline and denial "J" will probably be sobbing.

Between 2 or 3 of us we can usually keep him writhing on and off in very intense frustration for 4,  5 even 6 hours while we thoroughly enjoy listening to him beg and plead with us.

We may alternate some very prolonged teasing torments using catheters and electrical toys with pitiless torture from our other implements, Oh God how I enjoy hearing "J's" broken sobs turn to real weeping.

There are several bottles of various lotions and creams available to us and some of them are very unpleasant for the boy.

It is another hard and fast rule of ours that we must never, repeat never show him any pity during these extended tease sessions but instead do all we can to only increase and multiply his suffering, scolding, mocking and taunting him endlessly.

One Favorite little game is to cover his cock and ball sack with biting clothes pegs and we have a little contest among the ladies as to who can hit the most of them off with just the tips of our riding crops.

Our fun and games can go on a long time like that and after the last one is knocked painfully off him and some more serious teasing of his sore little genitals we will put them all back on him and start again.

We certainly always really enjoy the tears that soon fill his eyes and overflow down his cheeks for our viewing pleasure.

Eventually young "J" will start really weeping constantly and perhaps screaming nicely for us as his sexy young hips will start to do their sexy grinding little dances and saucy thrusts into the air on the table as we casually deal with him.

I love listening to his begging and pleading for mercy for a very very long time and it sometimes makes me so damp and hot between my thighs that I may often amuse myself with a vibrator while he whimpers cries and moans before us in very hot deep frustration.

Its funny but although he knows We wont give him any relief whatsoever or show him any pity during these formal long CBT and tease sessions and yet he still cries out for mercy quite unashamedly and very much to my delight , .

 

After about 5 hours he may realize that there is going to be no sympathy whatsoever from any of us and his salty trickles will become floods of hot hopelessness.

When it does I will simply just have to come over and lean over him then  smack his face really hard for him. Too bad little boyslut!  So sad, kiddo I say. Just suck it up you little bitch and suffer for me.

After several more minutes of getting his face slapped back and forth he will usually be completely breaking.

At the same time my own passions will be well on the rise and I like to really turn it up then and continue slapping his face harder and harder stopping only to pinch and  twist his sweet little boy nipples as I taunt and scold him mercilessly.

We will just laugh at him in mock sympathy.

“Awww Too bad babykins.... does this hurt...and this..... Awww such a sweet little boy.... crying for his mommy... such nice tears..,Haha heheh...”

He will just have to suck it up won’t he? poor cry baby.

             After a few more minutes he will be crying us a river and beginning to scream in frustration. much to my great delight.

I like to slap his face really hard then, as we all taunt him completely and quite mercilessly. Susan will often shove a pacifier or gag in his mouth at some point but Sarah and I prefer to listen to his pitiful screaming and begging for as long as we can.

In any event after even more prolonged torment to his swollen genitals he will be crying like a baby and our fun will be about to begin.

 

 

Yes, while his big beautiful tears of utter frustration and defeat are still rolling down his cheeks I will eventually straddle his head and silence him with womanly charms.

An extra nice little training touch that Sarah and I in particular both love to add is for whenever he tires or is not enthusiastic enough with his mouth and tongue or pauses sucking me out to one wonderful orgasm after another, we have a sure fire cure.

'J' really is quite a healthy youth, a young buck in his prime but most importantly he is my toy and sex slave to do with as I like so it is only fair that after we ladies have forced his swollen penis back into its biting restrainer, After listening to his tears and begging for all these hours and after giving him all that attention,  then he must have to service us, his Mistresses, fully and completely now with his mouth and tongue.

After all the mess the the horny little slut has just produced for us its only right that he should now drink of our own essences. After all the hours of work we just invested in tormenting him then anything less than our absolute, total and complete satisfaction would be most unfair dont you think ? to us fair ladies.

So to encourage him we simply use a belt.

 

When I straddle him he is sucking and lapping my nectar Sarah will

take up a strap or belt and as the boy lies stretched face up under me she will start whipping the fronts of his already tender thighs.

As she does this he will soon be juddering and shaking in agony beneath me squealing and screaming anew into my wet pussy.

I may get up a little very briefly to give the and quivering boy some air but only to go quickly right back down and grind my wet hot pussy into his face again.

It's wonderful and I dont have to listen to him scream as Sarah continues to make him vibrate with her belt beneath me.

I make him suck and lick me in all the right places.

I may be very excited and may cum myself multiple times panting and screaming myself in orgiastic pleasure as I squirt my own passions all over the quivering boys face again and again.

Sitting on his head facing his feet has an added bonus All the while I will be able to watch his the flesh on his thighs in front of me go from red to scarlet to crimson as Sarah slashes down again and again with her belt as his discipline continues.

The sight of his quivering young thighs excites me even more and makes me grind even harder again and again into the wretched slave's face.

 

I may reach down and viciously twist his nipples or the clamps on them for good measure to really make that sweet face buck aund jump beneath me.

Eventually I may slow down but I will still grind on him as I catch my breath and probably feeling very happy and ecstatic but tired.

I want it to last for ever these little shocks of orgasm that flood over me.

Yessss OH GOD YESSSSSs

Sarah who has been wonderfully considerate and I know  she has quite enjoyed my slaves whipping and  will likely be very wet herself.

I know what she wants and often she often cannot wait to change places with me.

I Usually nod my consent.

I will usually either take the belt from Sarah at this time as I dismount off "J's face or pick up my riding crop.

The silly boy looks almost comical at this time...with big blood shot eyes and a face thats shiny and red completely soaked by his tears and my passion.

 The stupid and pitifully crying youth knows what's coming and realizes that its not over for him yet by a long ways. 

Sarah likes to kick off her panties and straddle to his soaking and shaking face then before he can barely get his breath or sob out a word of pleading protest she will silence him by sitting down  Then smiling at me in gratitude something like gratitude as she straddles him herself.

Then she will start to rock back and forth on his face

As she does this I like to run the crop up and down his terribly sore thighs measuring it and making him wince a few times under her before I raise it raise it and slash down again and again .

The walls of our den then soon reverberate to his muffled grunts and gasps and slurping as well as Sarah's own mounting moans of passion and the wet wonderful sounds of my own whippy riding crop striking quivering and burning thigh flesh again and again as I shout orders to the boy with threats to keep him constantly  licking and sucking there in his place between Sarahs thighs.

 

These formal Cbt/Tease and deny and our service sessions can last a very very long time and I am glad that we have a young slave who still has a lot of stamina from his numerous workouts, swims and runs.

 

All the while of course he will still amazingly be oozing and dripping a very constant sticky flow of clear pre-cum and teenage frustration juice.