Inspection

Inspection

Friday evening, Mistress Stephanie sends me the following instructions:

"When you enter the house, undress as last time. You'll see four leather cuffs, a ballgag and the blindfold, handcuffs and collar on the wall. Also, there is a one-meter thin black leather shoestring. Use that to tie your balls and dick. Put the leather cuffs on your wrists and ankles. Wear the blindfold and ballgag and lock your hands behind your back with the handcuffs. Wait in the hall, sitting with your ass on your heels, and your knees wide, facing the black door."

Finally, Saturday morning arrives. After making my personal preparations (showering, shaving, dehairing, enema) I drive towards the address, park the car 3 streets away and ring the bell at 10:00 am sharp.

As I enter the house, and close the front door, I notice a small black mat on the floor in front of the black door to the living room. After stripping and dropping my clothes, I do as instructed and assume the described position.

Still, I can't believe my new reality. I found a Mistress that normally would only exist in my pervert dreams. She considers me worthy. She even wants to introduce me to Her friends? Everybody that is into BDSM knows that submissive men are the vast majority in that community. And most of that vast majority will never find a dominant woman as a partner, because dominant women are the vast minority. They have so much choice! And now, there are three dominant women making time for me? It feels surreal, and my cock hardens even further!

After some time, I hear a click in front of me, that must be the doorlock.

The door opens and perfume enters. Different perfumes this time, although I can clearly make out Mistress Stephanie's perfume in the mix. Then I realize my reality again. This is not a porn movie. This is me for real, waiting naked, tied, with a raging hard-on for three dominant ladies to have their way with me. As I said I trust easily.

I hear the heels stop very close to me; Her perfume is overwhelming. My brain quickly links the scent to last week's experience, as does my cock. Mistress Stephanie seems to notice that, as I suddenly feel a shoe under my balls that gently taps them a few times. It surprises me and I almost jump, which is not easy in this position. I hear giggles from the room behind Mistress Stephanie.

"Get up, slave."

She hooks a finger behind my collar and pulls me to my feet. When I am standing, my dick gets a few slaps and then those nails dig deep into the flesh of my sack while She applies her deathgrip. The result is I sink even deeper into subspace.

"Good job on the tying up, slut! You are soo eager!"

I hear amusement in Her voice.

Then She pulls me forward by the collar into the living room and moves me to a specific space.

"Stop here. Spread your legs. A bit wider. Hold like that!"

I feel something happening to the ankle cuffs and notice that they are being pulled slightly to the floor. If I try to move my feet ever so slightly, I find that there is very little room to do so. Then the handcuffs are unlocked and immediately my arms are pulled up forcefully above my head. I stand spread-eagled unable to move.

Tied like this, naked, blindfolded, and unable to speak, my dick is unable to hide my excitement. The audience certainly is aware of that.

"Well, ladies, here we go. Our new meat for you to inspect."

"I could have put the cage on his dick, but I wanted to show you what a nice cock we have here."

She gently scratches the length of my dick with her nails, up and down, up and down. My erection holds all the blood it can hold!

"Slut, these are Mistress Tigress and Mistress Panther."

"I have promised them full access to you, so you belong to them now as you belong to Me."

"Is that clear, slut?" I nod.

"Ok, ladies, I'll sit on the couch now and watch you have your fun!"

Her perfume becomes weaker and I hear two additional pairs of heels on the floor.

I feel a hand go over my chest, abs, legs, hips.

"He is in good shape, with a nice cock indeed. Good find, Stephanie!" The female voice to the left of me is throaty and deep.

"But you know, Stephanie, men love to walk around with that thing in front of them. They think they rule the world with it."

"But I find their asses much more interesting."

"I bet he loves getting compliments about his cock." Another female voice, to the right this time. It's a bit nasal, but also commanding with a slight Asian accent.

"I think so too, Tigress, he likes that. Thinks he is entitled to it."

Suddenly there is a hard twack to my unprotected cock from left to right. I jump as far as the spread eagle bondage allows.

Mistress Tigress: "Do you like getting compliments on your cock?" I try to say yes through the ballgag and I nod.

Mistress Tigress: "But you are not here to get compliments for your cock, you know that, slave?" I try to say yes again. I nod.

Mistress Panther: "I'll hold him down". I feel another deathgrip on my balls and more whacks follow. The deathgrip gets tighter and tighter and my dick gets a very strong bare-hand spanking. It hurts but also puts me deeper into subspace.

Mistress Panther: "Let's move to the back. I like his ass!"

I feel her hands exploring my buttocks. Gently kneading them. Digging her nails in. Pulling them apart. Massaging them, circling around my asshole.

And I really wonder, what is so erotic for a female dominant about a male slave's ass?!

Mistress Stephanie: "Ladies, what do you think, do we have a keeper?"

Mistress Tigress: "As I said, he is in good shape. He is a pervert, which is also good. Probably we have a keeper."

Mistress Panther: "I want to work his ass and then I will tell you, Stephanie."

I hear some rattling behind me.

Mistress Panther: "We don't have a lot of time, so let's start with the cane. No time for warm-up, sorry not sorry, slut"

I feel a very painful impact on my ass. Another one, another one. She keeps going until about 10 in total, with increasing force. I don't get any chance to catch my breath.

Mistress Tigress: "Good job, Panther. His white ass colours very nicely. I can tell the individual stripes apart nicely."

I hear heels clicking on the floor and Mistress Stephanie's perfume fills my nose again.

Mistress Stephanie: "Great job indeed, Panther. I did not fully explore this aspect last week, but this is better than I thought."

She grabs my balls again in her deathgrip with nails in skin. "Do we own your ass, slut?". I nod and try to say yes. "Ten more from Tigress now, I'll hold his balls."

Again, I get very painful hits on my ass from the cane. Mistress Stephanie lets go of my balls and puts both her hands on my ears.

I hear them talk as if I am a piece of livestock, but can't make out what is being said. She lets go of my ears.

"Ladies you're right it's time to fuck him. I know this is what you came for."

Mistress Tigress: "Yes, love it! But you know, I can't fuck a white ass, it needs to be spanked first."

Again, I get the cane across my ass for at least 20 hits.

Mistress Panther: "Tigress, great job, now can't make the stripes apart. His ass is soo red. And you are right, now it looks really fuckable."

I hear Mistress Stephanie's voice from the front. "And no need to pity him, he likes it. Look at the pre-cum dripping from his hard cock."

I feel a hand on my gland and then the hand is rubbing pre-cum in my face.

Mistress Stephanie: "Ladies, help me with the table please?"

I hear something heavy rolling over the floor until it hits my hips from the front.

"Lock the wheels and bend him over".

This all happens with unbelievable routine and before I know it, I am bent over the table with my arms stretching out in front of me held in place by rope. My ankles are still attacked to the floor. My dick is hard somewhere below the table surface.

Mistress Panther: "Time to strap op, Stephanie?"

Mistress Stephanie: "Absolutely!"

I hear some sounds that I associate with putting on a strapon, and then some lube is applied to my ass. "I'll warm him up, ladies and then he is all yours!"

Suddenly I realize that my ass had not any warm up! Last week we started with the small dick on the footstool and gradually went bigger.

Today, my ass is still a virgin.

Then I feel a push against my sphincter that is very persistent, and it opens up. I moan in my ballgag as the strapon enters my ass and Mistress Stephanie slowly but surely starts fucking me. I hear the giggling of Mistress Panther and Mistress Tigress, who apparently enjoy the spectacle.

"Do you like it, slut?! That moaning is no protest, I hope!" I shake my head from left to right, and feel Mistress Stephanie grabbing my hair and pulling my head back.

"Are we here to entertain you, slut?". I shake my head.

"Or are you here to entertain us!?" I nod and try to make confirming sounds through the ballgag.

"Make him beg, Stephanie" Mistress Tigress says with a lot of amusement in her voice.

"Yeah, make him beg." It sounds very threatening from Mistress Panther's deep throaty voice.

"Do you want Mistress Tigress and Mistress Panther to fuck your ass, slut?". I nod, multiple times.

Two pairs of heels come closer, their perfumes smell very nearby. They must be standing on either side of me. Mistress Stephanie is behind me, with her strapon pushed all the way in.

"Say it." She pulls the ballgag far enough out of my mouth so I can sort of speak.

"Please Mistress Tigress, please Mistress Panther, will you please fuck my ass?"

I feel a hand grabbing my hair, pulling me to the side of the table, and something starts to slap on my cheek. "Do you want me to fuck your ass with this, little slut?" It is Mistress Tigress.

"Yes Mistress Tigress, please fuck my ass."

"Ok, little slutboy, that was convincing enough" I hear behind me. The hand releases my hair, and then I am pulled to the other side of the table by another hand grabbing my hair. "And do you want this in your white ass as well, little slut?" Again I feel something slapping my cheek, it seems heavier.

"Yes Mistress Panther, please fuck my ass." "Louder, slut!" I repeat it, louder! A hand squeezes my balls, really hard. "What did you say, slut? I could not hear you..." I repeat it again, louder! "Good boy..."

"He is all yours Ladies. But don't overdo it, remember it is only an inspection today." There is something in her voice that I can't quite place, and I feel Her pulling out.

"Here we go, slut" I hear Mistress Panther whispering in my ear, who sounds very very horny. "Mistress Tigress is going to fuck you, just like you asked. Isn't that nice?" She seems obsessed.

Then I feel hands with long nails grabbing my ass and a pressure against my sphincter. Slowly she enters me, accompanied by a moan. The size feels similar to Mistress Stephanie's strapon. Then she starts to slowly fuck me with small motions, gyrating her hips as she does so, and it feels completely different from Mistress Stephanie fucking me. This feels so good! A hand grabs my hard dick under the table and squeezes hard. "You like it, slut? You like being fucked by Mistress Tigress?" I nod and moan and groan in my ballgag. "Good slut!" "You know, Mistress Tigress and Mistress Panther are very pretty ladies. You like sexy ladies don't you? Little pervert. You like to watch the ladies, imagine grabbing their bodies, imagine fucking them, imagine them sucking your cock. Am I right, little pervert?" Again, I nod and moan. "Now it's the other way around, little slut. If you're a good boy, you may see them next time. Remember we are here to inspect you. You are not here to inspect us. Today there will be no watching tits, watching ass for you."

My cock is released, and I hear a giggle from Mistress Panther. Mistress Tigress keeps fucking me, and starts to moan heavier. Damn, she is better than all the many strapon Mistresses I watched online.

"Don't overdo it, Tigress. It's only an inspection", I hear Mistress Stephanie say. "Time for Mistress Panther to take over!"

Mistress Tigress pushes deep one more time and I feel her strapon pulsate deep within me, then she pulls out with a loud moan.

"My turn now, you little slut! My turn with your little white ass." Mistress Panther sounds really excited to fuck me. These ladies could make a fortune in the porn businesses. As said earlier, dominant women are so rare, and here are three having their way with me.

Again I feel hands on my hips and I feel something push against my asshole. As Mistress Panther pushes in, I notice this is substantially larger, which makes me moan and groan. "Oh, he is tight, just as I hoped!" She sounds giggly while saying that. She does sound somewhat African American and maybe therefore she bought a larger strapon, I wonder? Maybe it is even black. I hear a loud moan behind me and she is all the way in. I feel Her hips against my ass. She starts to gyrate her hips while making small fucking movements. My horniness is again pushed further off the scale then it has ever been.

"This is a pretty sight, slut. A very pretty sight!" laughs Mistress Stephanie. "Hold still, Panther, for a moment" I feel Her push all the way in and hold that position. "Am I holding my end of the deal, my little slut?" I nod and moan. In the meantime, I feel the strapon make tiny movements in my ass. I've never seen that in online porn, must be a new model?

"Time is running out, ladies, let's go the final test we discussed." Slowly Mistress Panther pulls out but not without a disappointed groan.

"We have a little present for you, slut, to put you in your place. Remember that I said to make a cast of your erection for your personal buttplug? Well, it's not ready yet. But as you are not the first to visit here, others are ready. And I have here the cast from the largest erection of the sluts before you. You're a bit above average, but no match for this. We even have a name for it. King Kong." There's an almost girly outcry from Mistress Tigress and she seems to clap her hands, "That was such a great dick! I loved King Kong". I feel something push against my sphincter that feels big. Slowly it is pushed in, and I groan almost in protest.

"None of that, slut!" and I feel nails deep dig and hard into my gland. "You will take this plug, just as you little pervert will take everything that we want you to take. That is the deal. If you don't want that, we can end all this now, you understand, slut?" The nails dig hard into my gland, and I gasp for air through the ballgag. "We are not here to live your safe comfy little porn fantasy just the way you want it. You are here to help us with our plans, is that clear? There are hundreds that can replace you. So, in our out?" She pushes a bit harder, without moving King Kong further in. "In. Or. Out?" I moan. "In, slut?" I nod. "Good slut." She starts to push harder and I can feel the monster sliding in deeper. Eventually, it locks itself in place as my sphincter clenches on the thin part to hold it in place. I feel VERY full.

I wonder about the interaction between the Mistresses. Mistress Stephanie is clearly in charge, but the relationship between them and 'the Ladies' feels sometimes almost businesslike?

"Can we now give him his reward, Stephanie?" Mistress Panther asks? "I think he earned it!" A hand grabs my dick and squeezes it from base to top. "Look at all the pre-cum". It is smeared across my face matter-of-factly a few seconds later.

"Yes, he did. Go ahead! I will sit on the couch and enjoy the show, ladies."

I hear her heels clicking away a couple of steps. "You're ours now, slut." Mistress Panther moans into my ear while she grabs the base of King Kong and moves it around in my ass.

Suddenly, the rope pulling me forward over the table is loosened, and then it pulls me upright again. The table is rolled away, and I am back in the position where we started. Feet tied to the ground; hands overhead. King Kong is very present.

"Look at his dick, it's about time, Stephanie! It's all purple and swollen." I hear laughing "Well I told him not to make it too tight, but you know men. They think they are so tough!".

"Are you tough, slut?!" Whack. Whack. Whack. I get smacked on my swollen and purple balls, on my dick, in my face. Whack. Whack. Whack. On my ass. "Are you tough, slut!?" I cannot do more than moan, from the depths of my subspace.

Hanging there, completely disconnected from my normal self.... I feel some light action on my gland and a condom is rolled out over my painful erection.

I hear a rattling of chains to my left and I feel nails on my nipples. Squeezing. Twisting. Pulling. Then clamps are placed on my nipples, and on my sack.

"Are you tough, slut?" I feel the clamps being twisted, pulled, lifted up and let drop, all which cause extra pain sensations.

"Go ahead now, ladies." I feel a body behind me, very close, and King Kong starts to be moved around very slowly. "You were a great fuck, little slut." I hear Mistress Panther's whisper close to my ear. Then a hand starts too jerk off my hard cock. The clamps on my sack rattle and hurt extra, but it feels so good. "I like big men. And I especially like to make big men into obedient little slut boys." I hear Mistress Tigress in front of me. They continue like this and after a very short time I explode and almost lose my consciousness. I jerk, shake, moan, spasm as the orgasm keeps going and going. Finally, I come to my senses. There is only silence. Then I hear a rustle of clothing, a clicking of heels. Apparently, Mistress Stephanie has gotten up from the couch and is moving towards me.

"You were a good slut today; Mistress Tigress and Mistress Panther approve of you." I try to answer, but can only moan through the ballgag. "Now for my finale little personal pleasure." The nipple clamps are opened up and removed and it hurts like hell. I jerk, spasm, try to scream into the ballgag. "Easy, slave. I thought you were tough?!" followed by a slap on the cheek. Then my sack explodes with pain as the clamps are removed there as well. I hang limp in the ropes. "That is always so fun, little slut. Remember, you are here for us, we are not your little porn fantasy."

"Do you want to come back?" The question hardly registers in my post-orgasm trance. A hard slap on my face brings me back. "I said. Do you want to come back, slut?" Post-orgasm trance comes with post-orgasm shame, but I know that I have no choice. I nod. "We have more surprises and challenges for you next time, slut."

Then my feet are released, my hands are lowered and I am guided back to the hall. Blindfold and ballgag are still on. As is the rope on my dick and balls, the condom. And King Kong. King Kong is still in my ass. The post-orgasm shame almost makes me want to pull it out, but I get a slap on my hand.

"Get dressed, but keep the rope, the condom AND King Kong. Take it out when you get home, clean it and bring it with you next time. Check your Inbox when you get home." Laughing, she adds "Drive slowly on the speed bumps." And the door closes behind me.

I take off the ballgag, the blindfold, the collar and the leather cuffs from my wrists and ankles. My clothes are again on the floor, heavily perfumed. I notice that my boxers have been replaced by pink transparent lace female panties with 'slutboy' printed on the back. What have I gotten myself into!?!? I put on the panties, the rest of my clothes and walk back to the car with King Kong very present.

The drive is not much better. Sitting down with King Kong in my ass and post-orgasm shame makes me very uncomfortable. Potholes and speed bumps become whole new experiences.

Finally, back home I open the shower taps, get out of my clothes and step under the hot water. I pry open the knots to remove the black leather shoe lace and feel the blood return to my balls and dick. The leather made pretty deep red/purple imprints that are very sensitive. I hope it goes away. Then I pull of the condom filled with my cum and drop it on the shower floor. With some shower gel, I carefully wash my balls and dick. I make a mental note to add some skin cream after the shower. Then the last thing; giving birth to King Kong. I grab the base and start pulling gently. There is pressure on the inside of my sphincter, but nothing moves. I pull harder, still nothing moves. Then I breathe in deeply, and on the exhale pull with force. Now it moves, and it is really big. When I think my sphincter is stretched to the max and I still can't get it out, it finally starts to move. I can maneuver King Kong out of my cavity. What I have in my hands is a real monster. My dick is limp now, but in erection it is nowhere near King Kong. My god. At least it comes out clean. I wash it with soap, and then finish my own shower.