Cucold 02

I cleaned up our activities from the night before, including myself before I lay across the bottom of the bed. I had slept without my shoes on for which I could be punished so in the morning wearing my stockings I put them back on and went to the kitchen, via the bathroom.

Yesterday evening had been traumatically wonderful, although we had agreed that none of her men would touch me, despite that the thought of that massive cock up my arse terrified me. I need to re-enforce the no man touching me rule.

I made coffee and sat at the table in the kitchen enjoying excellent coffee and my time on my own. As it was Saturday I needed to wait for my mistress to wake up naturally and be ready with her morning coffee.

I saw her moving so I ran, not running in these shoes but moving as fast as I could to bring her coffee. "We can't have you wandering about the house dressed like that. I like your stockings and shoes but I think you should be wearing a bit more." she said sitting up in bed drinking her coffee. "I have a friend coming round later so we can't have you looking like that."

"Yes, mistress; please mistress if it is a man can you reassure me he won't touch me please?"

Oh god, she gave me that look, she gave me her coffee, she gave me a punch in the balls! I doubled up in agony, spilling coffee all over the bed. I was lying in the foetal position holding my balls in one hand and the coffee mug in the other.

"We have an agreement, have I ever gone against that agreement? No. Do I want to go against that agreement? Sometimes yes. I would have loved to see that big fucking cock rammed into your arsehole while you screamed the house down. But I did not allow him to fuck you, I told him what was allowed in advance. Stand up with your hands on your head, your legs spread and your hips thrust forward ready to be kicked in the balls."

Shit what have I done? My balls were throbbing and thrust forward waiting for the kick. I was having difficulty seeing my eyes were watering so much. I still had her coffee mug in my hand behind my head. "I'm sorry mistress," I grovelled.

"You pathetic worm, fucking crying like a five year old," she said firmly holding my balls.

"I'm not crying mistress, my eyes are watering with pain."

"You will be crying in a minute," she said with a big grin as she squeezed my balls hard.

It was fucking agony but somehow I managed not to pull away. Please, please don't kick them. I tried pleading with my eyes. "You are lucky, your kick in the balls will have to wait. I want you to look respectable when my friends arrive." Friends, how many? What the fuck? "Firstly we will dress you properly."

She went to a drawer and brought out a baby pink body, one of the things women wear. I stepped into it and mistress pulled it up, fortunately it was was open crotch, designed to make the wearer's cunt available without removing it. As my mistress pulled it up she kindly put her hand into the gap and pulled my tender balls through. It hurt but not as much as the crotch pulled up would have done.

She pulled the thing up, putting the straps over my shoulders. I don't know how to describe it; the string of the back went up my arse crack. The top bit had splits where nipples went, not having tits it looked stupid. My erect cock, was pressed against my abdomen, putting fucking women's fucking lingerie on gives me a hard on! What the fuck am I like? Pathetic!

Mistress played with my nipples to get them to poke through the requisite gap. "That's better, the look I wanted," she said. She was wearing a short nightie and nothing else, it barely covered her cunt. Sitting on a dining chair she indicated that I should bend over her knee. Yes, better than the expected kick in the balls.

I lay across her lap, my cock pressed on her leg, my balls hanging down through the gap. She started slapping my arse, alternating between cheeks.

"Oh look Joyce isn't that nice." she said. What the fuck someone else is here.

"I like the way his balls swing, can I hold them?" Two women watching me being spanked. Mistress didn't stop spanking.

"Be my guest," she said, giving permission for this unknown woman to play with my balls. My face was probably as red as my arse as a hand squeezed then manipulated my balls. A hand grabbed my hair pulling my head up to see a housewife looking woman laughing at me.

"You must have been a naughty boy to have your bum smacked," she said. She had short black hair and because she was bending the view down her blouse was rather nice. Her big braless tits were hanging down. My arse was being smacked and my balls squeezed, life was quite wonderful.

"I'm glad you are here ladies. I need you to look after my slut while I get ready. Get up." I jumped up. My mistress walked off. I stood facing two 'ladies' one I had seen and was small and slightly chubby. The second was thin and looked like my headmistress when I was at school.

"Well, you do look pretty, I love the way your balls dangle. You do however need a shave, just your face but don't worry it won't show through your makeup." I was pushed into the chair and they started putting makeup on me. They started with stuff to cover my stubble.

"Hold still," the slim woman said. It is easy to keep still when you have pointed instruments pointing to your eyes. Eye liner, eye shadow, lipstick and I don't know what. They glued on false eyelashes "There you look a perfect little sissy." I felt it. A mirror was brought and I could see my made up sissy face.

"Stand up," said the skinny woman turning her back. "Pull my zip down... using your teeth." The zip went from collar to hem. Fortunately it had a bit of ribbon on it which I could grip. I pulled the zip down and saw that she was not wearing a bra, further down I came to a pair of knickers, full cover all knickers. By this time I was on my knees pulling the zip down past her lace stocking tops, the dress finished past her knees.

As I was about to rejoice at reaching the hem I felt a pointed shoe stabbing my balls. "Come on pretty boy, get that dress off." the pointed shoe stabbed at me more. Standing, I pushed the dress off Skinny's shoulders. I let it fall to the floor. She bent forward. "Kiss her arse," chubby ordered. I started kissing her cheeks. Not with her knickers on fool, get them off." her pointed shoe was attacking my balls again.

I pulled her knickers down and continued kissing her arse. "Arsehole," shouted the chubby woman. I parted her cheeks and began licking her arsehole. "Pussy," was the next instruction so I moved my tongue in her pussy, a neat little pussy.

My hair was grabbed and I was pulled back, skinny turned round and was joined by chubby, both looking down at me on my knees. Skinny was about forty, flat chested with very erect nipples and a hairy cunt. Chubby had stripped off, she had skinny's share of tits, quite droopy and a large arse.

Chubby turned and bent over. "You know what to do," skinny said. I began kissing chubby's arse, gradually moving to the centre. I pulled her cheeks apart but still had trouble reaching her arsehole. My head was jerked up. "Look at the mess you have made, your makeup all over her bum. Lick it clean."

I started licking but it was a waste of time. "Get up slut, your mistress will be here in a minute and you look in a state, all our hard work putting your makeup on and you have messed it up." Slap, she slapped me across the face. "Sit in the chair, take your stockings off and put these on while we redo your face."

So there I was trying to change my stockings for some pink ones with bows up the back seam while they piled makeup on my face. "Get on your hands and knees and lick my cunt," said Chubby spreading her legs while lying on the floor, her cunt almost in my face.

Skinny was holding my balls and put her finger behind them and pulled my body back so that she was able to put a finger in my arsehole. That came as a bit of a shock, but not as big a shock as when the strap-on cock was pushed in all the way. "Yeowwwww," I screamed into chubby's wet cunt, ruining my makeup again.

"Yeeeowwww," I repeated as a pain shot across my back. I looked up to see my mistress had returned and was wielding a wicked looking cane. She was dressed similarly to me, only she looked gorgeous. Her nipples poked through the slits they were supposed to poke through. As for the open crotch, her beautiful pussy with its lovely smooth chubby lips was plain to see and there were definitely no balls hanging through it.

"Slut, my ladies were looking forward to having you but look at you. You have really let me down, look at the state of you. You're a fucking mess, a real let down. Another whack across my back. The strap-on cock rammed into me harder before being pulled out and the cane hit me across the arse. Skinny hit my balls. My eyes watered again. I didn't know what to do. I didn't know if I could take any more.

"Poor dear," said chubby. "I think he deserves better, he did a good job of licking my arsehole and cunt."

"Stand up," said my mistress. I stood. "Joyce says you deserve better." She pulled the front of my tight 'body' forward at cock level and using a very sharp kitchen knife she cut it, the lingerie not my cock. We have been worried about Joyce, we think she is a natural submissive. On your knees Joyce," she ordered.

Chubby dropped to her knees immediately. "Get behind the sissy boy and put your arms around him. Hold his cock in your right hand and his balls in your left. Squeeze them both, kiss his bum." Hands came round and squeezed both quite gently on my balls.

"Joyce, enough, come and stand by me. Sissy lay on the floor," she ordered in a way that was not to be disobeyed. I lay on the floor looking up at the three women.

My mistress in the middle looked gorgeous in her pink body, high heels and stockings similar to mine. Legs spread arms folded with the wicked looking cane in her hand. From my vantage point on the floor I had a perfect view of my mistress's pussy.

To her left stood skinny wearing only stockings, heels and a wicked looking strap-on. Her thin legs meant there was a large gap at her crotch exposing a hairy pussy with thin lips. Her blond hair did not match her dark haired pussy.

Chubby was on the other side, her thick thighs hid her shaved pussy although her tits were visible over her obtrusive belly. Like the other two she was looking down at me, her big brown eyes and full lips smiling.

My mistress knelt down with her pussy and arsehole over my face. "Get your tongue in those holes, slut. Girls take a leg each and lift them up so they are under my arms." my legs were pulled up and my arse was in the air. This was most uncomfortable, my neck was bent which didn't help my breathing, already restricted with my mouth and nose covered by my mistress' beautiful pussy and arsehole.

"Yeeeggghhhh," I spluttered into mistress' pussy as another strike from the cane hit me directly on the arsehole. She curtailed my cry by dropping her pussy down further onto my mouth. The strap-on cock invaded my arse again.

"Joyce squeeze his balls and stick his cock in my mouth," mistress said. Yesssssss, the most beautiful words ever. Chubby took my cock and held it so mistress could put it in her mouth while she squeezed my balls. Shit I was rock hard.

She took my cock deeper into her mouth than ever before, I pushed my tongue further into her pussy before concentrating on her clit. Two things happened mistress bit my cock and to muffle my scream she lowered herself. Not only could I not scream, I couldn't breathe. Liquid flowed from her pussy, if I had been able to breathe I'd have drowned.

The quickest way to get rid of an erection is to have someone bite your cock. My cock started going soft, I couldn't breath and was panicking. As my cock was shrinking mistress allowed it to start falling out, before it did she sucked my foreskin out and bit it hard. I screamed. She lifted her pussy off my face.

"Joyce take him to the bedroom and fuck him," demanded my mistress, letting my legs free and allowing me to straighten up. Chubby led me out, pulling me by the front of my rapidly disintegrating body, the clothing not my disintegrating body. I looked down and my flaccid cock was dripping blood. The dildo from the strap-on had been detached and was still in my arse.

She threw me onto the bed and started sucking my cock back to erection, the blood was coming from my foreskin. It was painful to get hard again but fuck I needed it. As soon as I was hard, Joyce made her way up my body, her glorious tits swaying.

She kissed me, then held my cock and pushed it into her cunt. Fuck me what's in there sulphuric acid? She leaned back and started bouncing on me. Oh those wonderful tits almost took my mind off the pain. I felt my balls tighten and shot copious amounts into her.

She finished off by squatting over my face and making me suck out my blood mixed cum.

"Good boy, goodbye."