Chapter 9: A week with Professor Williams
It was the Sunday following exam week and tomorrow I was to report to Professor Williams's office. She had let me off of work for the last two weeks so that I could study for exams and I assumed I would pay for that kind jester over the next five days. She had asked Mrs. Baxter if she could use me for the week to help her finish up her work for the semester. Mrs. Baxter had agreed to loan me for the week.
I was to report to Prof. Williams on Monday morning and she would keep me, and I suspected, use me, for the week. She was to return me to Mrs. Baxter on Friday evening. I knew Prof. Williams had promised to keep things professional while in her office at school, but I had a feeling that did not apply to after work hours. I wasn't particularly looking forward to the week, especially after my previous experience with her two weeks ago (see part 2).
I was called to Mrs. Baxter's room about 8 pm. I knocked on her door and was told to enter. Mrs. Baxter was sitting in her chair in her sitting room reading a book when I entered.
"Good to see you, Dave" she said. "I hope you've had a pleasant weekend."
"Yes ma'am." I replied. "The pool is wonderful, and I have been relaxing and getting over the stress of exams."
"Good, have you gotten settled in to your living quarters?" she asked.
"Yes Ma'am." I replied again. "I've gotten unpacked and everything has been put away. I still have a little decorating to do, but that will come in time. I am very happy there."
"That's wonderful." She said.
After a brief pause she continued. "I called for you because I wanted to talk to you about your service to Edna next week. As you know, Edna has asked me to loan you to her next week for the purpose of helping her complete her end of semester school work. We both know that she will want to use you in other ways as well. She went through a messy divorce several years ago and as a result, lost a lot of her self-esteem."
"Yes Ma'am, I understand" I replied,
Mrs. Baxter continued. "I have done everything I could to help build her back up, but nothing seems to work. After her afternoon with you two weeks ago, she seems like a different woman. She is dressing more professionally, holding her head high and acting more like the assertive woman she used to be. It is for that reason that I agreed to loan you to her for the week."
"Ys Ma'am." I replied again.
"Edna means the world to me." Mrs. Baxter said. "In fact, she's my sister. We are very close and there are very few things that I would not agree to share with her. You included. However, I also know that she can get carried away now and then, and not having any cock for the past four years has made her let's say 'cock hungry'. I'm afraid that if I sent you over there for a week without 'protecting my interests' that, when you returned, you would be so used up that there wouldn't be anything left for Jessica and me."
Wow. Edna Williams was Mrs. Baxter's sister. That explained a lot. It explained her presence here the other Saturday, her participation in my initiation into a Femdom lifestyle, and why she was so cool, calm and collected when she saw me naked standing in the corner. If Mrs. Baxter was taught to dominate men by her mother while growing up, it seemed to reason that her sister, Edna Williams was taught the same lessons. The only thing that had me confused was how Mrs. Baxter was going to 'protect her interests.'
Mrs. Baxter got up and went over to the night stand next to her bed and rummaged through the drawer for a moment before picking up something. She closed the drawer, turned and approached me with the device.
"I'll bet you were confused when Dr. Rosewood measured your cock during your physical." She said. "She measured it when it was soft and again when it was erect. She also said you had a little trouble keeping it soft enough for her to measure. I can understand that since Helen Rosewood is a very attractive woman. Still, I should punish you for getting an erection without permission. In fact, why don't you write that down in your notebook, we will address that when you get back from Edna's?"
"Yes Ma'am, I'll write it down as soon as I return to my room." I said.
"Now." Mrs. Baxter continued. "This is a chastity device. I had it made especially for you based upon the measurements that Helen provided. As long as you stay soft, it should remain fairly comfortable to wear. You may find it a little uncomfortable initially, but after a little while, you will get used to it. As you can see, it has a few special featured. The basic design is a metal cage that fits over your penis and curves so that the penis is pointed downward. It is sized for a soft penis, so any arousal will be restricted and cause you discomfort."
"Yes Ma'am, I see" I said. "I've seen pictures of similar devices on the internet."
"Yes, well this device has a few other options." Mrs. Baxter continued. "First, is this rod which is inserted into the tip of the cock and threaded up the Urethra. It includes two electrodes; one here and the other here."
Mrs. Baxter was pointing to the device and I could see two silver bands on the rod. One was about half way up and the other near the tip. There were wires coming out of the distal end of the rod which connected to a plug on the cage. The cage had an attachment point for the rod which would allow it to be inserted into end of the penis and secured at any depth.
Mrs. Baxter continued. "This ring is secured behind your balls and connects to the cage. It prevents the cage from being removed over the penis, thus locking it into place. This metal arm is curved to pass between your legs. It has an attachment point for an anal plug which will be inserted up your ass."
She was showing me the device which had a metal rod that was a little bit larger than the one designed for my penis. At the end of the rod was a metal ball which I assumed would be inserted into my anus. I noticed the same silver electrodes on this device and wires that exiting the rod and plugging into the cage.
"This device is constructed so it can move with you up to a point, so you should be able to carry out your normal daily activities." She was continuing. "The rods will penetrate your penis and anus, preventing Edna from using you for penetrative sex. She has a huge collection of dildos which include some that are just a bit bigger than gigantic. She enjoyed using Don to break in her new ones when they arrived. You are not ready for that, so the plug in your butt will save you from that torment."
"I see." I said. "But how will I use the bathroom?" I asked as politely as possible.
"The sensors provide two purposes." She explained. "The wires must be disconnected to remove either rod to allow you to relieve your bodily functions. Whenever they are disconnected, a signal will be sent to my cellphone alerting me you are 'free'. If I do not get a signal that the sensors have been reconnected within 5 minutes, I will call Edna to see what the problem is. If she ignores my call, I will come to retrieve you and bring you home. Of course, you'll be on your own until I arrive. It's the best I can do to protect you."
"I see." I said. "You said the sensors had two functions. What else do they do?"
"They can issue a shock similar to one of those shock collars used to keep dogs from barking." She replied. "The intensity of the shock is adjustable from stimulating to unbearable. At its maximum setting it will cause the most men to fall to their knees and beg for it to end. There is a time limit on the maximum setting of 30 seconds. That is a safety feature built into the device. Otherwise, it will continue to shock as long as this button is pressed. It can administer continuous or intermittent shock waves and can be set to deliver various patterns of shocks."
"So it's like a Tens unit that they use for physical therapy?" I said. "They used one on my knee when I injured it playing football in high school. It felt pretty good at the lower settings, but I remember one time when they set it to high. It felt like a pin was pricking me again and again."
"That's right. Mrs. Baxter said. "The shocking components are from a Tens unit. It has a bit more punch than he ones found in a shock collar, and having the sensor attached to the inside of your penis and anus increase the effectiveness of the shock since both are moist and sensitive tissues. A low energy setting is all that is needed to provide extreme pain. It's all controlled from this remote control which has a range of about 1000 feet."
"I don't think I want to find out what it feels like." I said.
"Well then you better keep Edna happy." Mrs. Baxter replied. "I have many transmitters programmed for your device and I have already given one to Edna and another to Hilda. I explained how it works to Hilda. I will give Edna a call tomorrow. Now strip so I can see how well it fits."
I did as requested but I was too aroused to get it on. I expected Mrs. Baxter to have me get some ice from the kitchen to shrink my cock as she did when she put the cock rings on me, but she chose a different course of action. She looked at me for a moment, focusing on my cock.
"Lie on the bed on your back." She demanded. "Stroke yourself until you're fully erect, but don't cum. I'm going to ride that cock until I can get this thing on you; and you better satisfy me prior to shooting."
She didn't bother with any 'protection' as she knew I had been tested for STD and she wasn't worried about any other complications due to her age. She didn't like the feel of latex against her skin. She mounted me and I penetrated her for the first time. She was not as tight as Jessica had been, but I really didn't expect that after six kids and 30 years of marriage.
She impaled herself completely on my shaft and didn't move for several moments. I guess she was enjoying the feeling of penetration, of being filled with a cock. It was probably a feeling she had not experienced for five years or more. I could see the expression on her face. It was one of fulfillment.
She started moving. Slowly at first. Up and down along the length of my shaft. She wanted me to lie still. To prolong the sensation as long as possible. She was rubbing my chest with her hands. Telling me how good it felt to feel like a woman again. To feel the joy of sex. She began moving faster. The strokes were shorter now, but the speed made up for the difference. She was a race car, RPM's maxed to the extreme. She was ramming it home now. Her massaging of my chest had been replaced with her Twisting and squeezing of my nipples.