-1-
Stephen didn't have to wait long. When he heard the door open again and felt the cool air wash over him, his balls still throbbed, and his caged cock was still wet from Red's merciless tongue. As soon as the door opened, he heard several sets of footsteps, all in heels, clicking their way towards him. He was nervous, but his driving need to cum overrode all other emotions. He was ready for whatever his mistress had for him.
Voices were carrying on a conversation that sounded like it had begun in the hallway. He recognized Red's voice immediately as she came closer:
"And yeah, he loved every second of it. It was really cute to watch him try so hard to cum through the cage, I almost felt sorry!"
Another woman laughed at this. They were all laughing, talking excitedly and acting as though the sight of a man forced to kneel and spread wide open to the world, and with a metal cage on his cock, was an everyday sight to them. He got more nervous as the door closed and the voices began to die down. Eventually, when everyone was quiet, his tormentor spoke.
"Hello ladies." Mistress began to speak, sounding as though her back was turned to him, like she was addressing a crowd.
"I know this is the first time in session for most of you, so I'll make sure I explain everything I'm doing."
"As you may know, previously I was assisted in priming this...subject, trying out something new. He is still caged, of course, but I'm hopeful that we end up with some very exciting results today."
As she spoke she turned, slowly walking towards him. Through the haze of his lust, Stephen could make out a gentle clink of metal. He barely cared, though. He wanted - needed - to cum, and any way she decided to make that happen was fine with him. His cock strained even harder against its restraint, and he felt the dull ache in his balls intensify as she approached. A moan of anticipation escaped him, almost on accident, and he could make out stifled giggles from across the room.
"This is my milking tool," Mistress began, clicking closer and closer.
"Even though he was milked by hand previously, I want to make sure we've done as much as we can before we continue."
-2-
He felt the cold bare metal against his lower back, and heard the now familiar squirt of a lube bottle. Wetness coated him, and he felt the ball end of the metal tool slide down his back, pausing right above his ass.
A split second later, the tool was inside him. His mistress skillfully ran it deeper inside of him, finding his prostate and gently rubbing down on it. He began to moan again, this time with an edge of desperation that made her laugh openly. The rest of the women in the room joined, their giggles echoing through the heavy air.
"See how he reacts? It's that simple. When a subject is this willing, he will always be ready to accept what you're offering. Just slide the tool in, and let gravity do the work."
She continued to rub him, faster and lighter than before, only pressing down enough to massage him as she worked. He felt a steady stream of precum start to leak out the end of his cock, and what seemed like an already impossible amount of pressure just kept building and building in his balls.
"Oh, look, he's leaking already. That's a great sign, it means he's turned on by what I'm doing. But, honestly, what good little subject wouldn't be turned on by this?" She kept moving the metal rod across his prostate, pushing down more and more so more precum kept leaking. He was in ecstasy, the rippling waves of pleasure and horniness radiating out from his center and causing every nerve in his body to hum. His breath began to quicken, and he felt what little control he still had on himself start to slip.
"Look, see how he thrusts back - begging for more, and not even speaking!" She laughed and slowed down, gently removing the tool from him entirely. He felt himself relax into it, and lean backwards after she removed the toy, baring himself to the room. His cock twitched and streamed precum, and he moaned softly inside his hood. Words had left him - he was ready for whatever came next.
-3-
"Alright, I think it's time. Line up." She said, standing up and stepping away from him. Stephen found himself dimly wondering why they would need to line up, and then realized he didn't really care. His mind was so clouded with horniness and frustration that he would let anyone do anything to him if that meant he could cum.
"I think it's only fair that Red gets to go first."
Steps clicked out as someone walked towards him from behind, and he heard someone kneel behind him on the mat. Leather creaked and a lube bottle squirted, once down his crack and once more away from him. Suddenly, he felt a new pressure at his ass - something wider, longer, and more filling pressing its way inside of him. He gasped, and then let out a long moan, relaxing into the sensation as it slowly filled him.
As the dildo filled him and pushed deeper, he realized exactly what was happening, and he didn't care. In fact, the sensation of something so long and hard sliding into him so effortlessly, filling him with ease, just pushed his horniness even further. He involuntarily contracted around the massive dildo, and felt the pressure in his caged, punished cock build to impossible levels. It was pure ecstasy.
"Very good. Begin," his tormentor said from what felt like miles away.
Red slowly drew her strapped on dildo almost all the way out of his ass, and then thrust back in, a little harder and a little faster than her first entry. She continued these long, slow, draws almost all the way out, and then pushing back inside, overcoming what little resistance he had left to her and each time rubbing hard against his prostate. His cock was now freely twitching and precum ran freely from the end of his cage. He began to shake and twitch involuntarily, totally surrendered to the sensations filling him and fucking his cum out of him.
Red continued to thrust, faster and faster, and he felt a hand grab the laces on the back of his head. Pulling his head up and back a bit, he was now being vigorously pounded, the cage bouncing freely against the leather mat. His breathing sped up to gasps, coming in time with each thrust of Red's dildo. As she hilted herself as deep inside of him as she could go, he heard his tormentor speak sternly.
"Good. Next."
His ass pulsed around Red's dildo for a second, and then she drew herself out of him in one smooth motion. He collapsed against the mat, his restraints keeping him upright as he came down from the pure ecstasy of the experience. He had never been fucked like that before, and he never wanted it to end.
-4-
He heard a new set of footsteps, felt someone new kneel behind him. He understood now. He was just a tool, just something to be used by these women for fun. And he loved every second of it. He felt more lube run down his ass, felt another dildo push inside of him, and he relaxed into the dildo again, ready for more.
His balls continued to bounce helplessly against his caged cock as he was fucked again, and again, and then again by different women kneeling behind him. He couldn't feel any more precum welling up from inside of him, but they continued to fuck him, over and over, pushing in and pulling out only to thrust in harder and more forcefully than before. He had no sense of time, no sense of embarrassment or shame - all he felt was the burning, aching need to cum.
After what seemed like forever, his tormentor spoke again.
"Enough."
The last woman behind him pulled out, got up, and stepped away. His Mistresscame back around behind him, and kneeled down herself. He was ready. This had to be it, this had to be his release. She would unlock him and he would explode, right there, for everyone to see.
Instead, he felt something smooth and warm slide inside of him, coming to rest on his prostate. She got up, and then walked over to his head, squatting down again. He heard the group of women talking and giggling quietly in the background. In a soft, cruel voice, she spoke directly to him, only loud enough so that the others could hear her too.
"I bet you thought you'd get to cum today."
More stifled giggles came from the corner of the room.
"Did you see how many cocks you just took in your ass? And you didn't cum once? Of course you didn't see it, but you definitely felt it!" She laughed, loudly, and caressed his cheek through the hood.
