Blowjobs

The Blowjob Machine

"Ok, slut, real quick." says Mistress Panther. "While I negotiate with a Master, you look at his shoes, unless instructed otherwise." I nod. "If I say, 'offer yourself, slut' you open your mouth, and put your tongue out. Understood, slave?"

I nod.

"Great timing, John, as always!" Mistress Stephanie says to a guy who just approached. He looks like a construction worker who was wearing a kinky version of workman's attire. "Slut, this is John. He does a lot of the mechanical work here, and he is now enjoying this party. I thought that as a reward for his great work, he gets to go first." John hands 100 dollars to Mistress Panther. "John, you don't have to pay, you know that!"

"Sure, but for good cause. If I come sooner, keep the rest for tips. We don't want slut to be off this machine too soon. And I want all the extras!" He opens his fly and pulls out a big half-hard dick and pulls back the foreskin. "Uncut, slut, more for you to work with."

"You know the controls, John, as you helped build this."

"Sure do." John steps forward, the dick very close to my face now. Mistress Panther grabs my nose and squeezes it shut.

"Offer yourself, slut!" I look confused, or try to. Condom?

"No condom, slut. We tricked you again. Do you really think anyone in this club is interested in paying for blowjob with a condom?"

"Would you, slut?" I shake no. I open my mouth and put out my tongue.

John touches the controls and my head is moved back a few inches. Then he steps closer, the tip of his dick resting on my tongue.

"Here you go, slut." He touches the control, although I can't really see, and my head moves forward about 4 inches, so that my mouth slides forward on the dick.

"I have agreed with Panther to teach you and that is what I will do. I will set a rhythm now. When you come towards me, I want to feel tongue. You can also use that to take in oxygen. When you move away from me, I want to feel how good you can suck. Here we go."

He sets a rhythm a little slower than one in-and-out motion per second, and I try to execute his instructions. I must be doing something right as his dick goes from half-erect to full erect in about ten cycles.

"Love to see you finally earning your share, slut!" Mistress Panther is on her haunches next to me, grinning at me. She has two nipple clamps in her hand.

"Just keep going, I am giving John here what he paid for!" she laughs.

She puts the clamps in place and gives them a good shake. It seems fitting with my position.

"Not bad for a straight boy," John says. "Now a little bit different. We'll hold a second when all the way in and when all the way out. When we're all the way in, you just hold it. When we're all the way out, you work that tongue around my head."

He adjusts the remote accordingly. Doing my 'work' down here in the dark on my knees, with this guy standing over me is a very strange experience. There is also a certain safety to following his instructions. I try to follow and work my tongue around his head when he's all the way out. When he goes in, he goes deeper than in the beginning. I feel a gag reflex every time, but at least his dick is rock hard.

By opening my throat, I learn to suppress the gag reflex. This leads to increased saliva production, and I start to drool uncontrollably.

Without any announcement, he increases the speed of in and out and I try to keep up. The breathing above me becomes heavier. At the same time, the speed of the dick in my ass increases, which causes me to work the dick in my mouth even harder.

There is now only one word with which I can describe myself. Slut. With a capital S.

A cock-sucking, drool-dripping slut.

Then the speed is increased again, the pauses at in and out are much shorter and he goes in deeper.

"Suck it, slut. Suck. Let me feel it," I hear above me. I try to apply all the vacuum I can, and suddenly I feel hands on my head. John starts to move with the machine and then his dick explodes in my mouth. His spasms are shooting the cum in big gulps, and I struggle to handle it. We're both going back and forth with the machine still pumping. Within seconds, there is cum in my mouth, on my cheeks, on my chin.

He tries to hold me still, what is interpreted by the machine as resistance from me and I feel multiple hard slaps on my dick and balls. I can't protest and John does not seem to notice.

Finally, he is done and his limp dick pulls out, leaving cum on my cheeks and chin which I can't remove.

"Swallow, slut! I want to see it," Mistress Panther says. The taste is weird, I want it out and thank goodness I manage to swallow it."

"Ooh, baby, that was great to watch," Mistress Panther says John and gives him a hug. "Did you see he got his balls slapped when you came?"

John shakes no and apologizes to me. Well, what can I say?

"Look, slut!" Mistress Panter says to me and points to the wall. There is a video of me taking John's cumshot on the wall. There are other scenes as well, from the waxing station, the anal station.

Mistress Panter then wipes my face with a tissue. "Six minutes. All the extras. First 100 bucks in, slut! Only 900 to go!" She haunches down again, wipes my chin and cheeks and takes off the nipple clamps. Ouch!

The role reversal was complete now. I am tied to a blowjob machine with a dick in my ass. All control has been handed over to my dominants, and I am only here to suck dick and swallow cum. My pleasure is not part of the equation, only theirs.

This is the lesson that Mistress Stephanie tried to teach me during the electro session.

"Hi Arnold, welcome. Yes, he is ready," I hear Mistress Panter say.

"100 dollars for you," the German accent is hilarious, "I want to control the ballslapper." I see that 'Arnold' is now holding a big toy gun with blinking lights. It points to the ceiling. I think there is even a red light slowly blinking in one of the sunglass halves.

"Offer yourself, slut," Mistress Panther says. And that is what I did. Not only physically, but also mentally. I was ready for dick. I wanted dick.

Arnold took control of the blowjob machine and put me all the way forward. Then he stepped forward himself, took out his hard dick -- with one hand, the other kept pointing the gun up -- and put it in my mouth. Rather than using the machine, he just started fucking my mouth and I did my best to work with him with all I had.

I used my tongue on his dick more than I ever had on any pussy.

When he went in deep, I tried to open my throat and mouth as far as I could to allow him in.

When he went out, I applied the strongest vacuum that I could.

When he held still, I worked my tongue around everywhere I could.

Especially if he held still with only the head in my mouth, there is access to all the sensitive places.

Paying extra attention to his frenum was rewarded with small spasms of his dick and heavy breathing. I knew he was close.

Then he pulled out completely, rock hard in front of my face. All I wanted was to be obedient, so I opened my mouth wide and put out my tongue to welcome him in again.

"A cyborg feels no pain." Smack, goes the ballslapper on my balls and dick. Smack. Smack. Smack. It hurt and I really had to focus to keep my mouth open and welcoming for his dick.

"Do you feel pain, slut?" I nodded.

"Then you are not a cyborg. I don't want sex with cyborgs." He put his dick close to my mouth again, and started jerking. I tried to help with my tongue, but he was mostly out of reach. Then he came, and shot his load in my mouth and on my face.

At the same time, he was 'shooting' his toy gun, which made cheap versions of toy lasergun noises including flashing lights. It must have been amusing for the audience that was watching... I quickly swallow the cum that landed in my mouth.

"I'll be back!" Of course...

"Now I really look forward to our little session, slut!" Mistress Panther says to me,

"you are becoming quite the cocksucker."

"Thank you, Mistress Panther," I reply meekly. "May I have more cock, Mistress Panther?" I hear myself say. Subspace and the need for role reversal are mutually increasing each other. My inner slut has completely taken over.

"What did you say, slut?" she asks in her sweetest voice.

"May I please have more cock, Mistress Panther," I ask again, my face still covered in Arnold's cum.

Mistress Panther positions herself in front of me. Arms crossed, looking at me sternly.

"Sure, slut. You will have more cock. You still have 800 dollars to go!"

Then the room goes a bit darker than it was. I hear my voice repeat the request for more cock over the PA. I see myself say it on the video that is on the walls, on the ceiling. My cum-covered face and my request for more cock is visible everywhere in the Bikes & Dykes club. Then the lights are back to normal and the music picks up again.

"You will have more cock, slut!" Then Sisters approach, one of them Mike who fucked my ass earlier.

"There he is. He wants cock, I heard. Hi Panther, can we have some fun with him?"

"Sure, guys. That's what he is here for. And he loves it. You would do it for free, wouldn't you, slut? Because you need cock. Is that right?" I nod.

"Let me warm him up a bit for you guys," says Mistress Panther, "I'll give you five slaps for free now."

"Count out loud, slut," says Mistress Panther, "and thank me each time!"

She slaps my balls with the slapper.

"One. Thank you, Mistress Panther!"

Slap.

"Two. Thank you, Mistress Panther!"

Slap. Ouch, that was a lot harder.

"Three. Thank you, Mistress Panther!"

Slap. Harder again.

"Four. Thank you, Mistress Panther!"

Slap, slap, slap, real fast. Real hard!

"Five. Thank you, Mistress Panther!"

"Gentlemen, do you think this slut here is worthy of your fine cocks," Mistress Panther asks.

"Slut, offer yourself!" She commands.

"Gentlemen, the meat is ready for you. I believe Mike has had a taste already?" Mike nods and grins.

"And what are your names?" She asks the other three guys?

"This here is Kyle, to my left is Gerry, I am Jack." The biggest of the three replies.

"Sir Kyle, Sir Gerry, Sir Jack to you, slut! Can you remember that?" I nod.

"Good. Why don't you ask them really nice if you may suck their cocks and swallow their cum?"

I nod. "Go ahead, slut!"

"Sir Kyle," I say, "may I please suck your cock and swallow your cum?"

He approaches me, grabs my chin, looks me in the eyes and hits me across the face twice with his other hand. "Why would I allow you to suck my cock, slut?"

"Because I want to become really good at sucking cock, Sir Kyle. Because I want to be a better slut." I can't believe my own words.

"Panther, I am willing to let him try, after he licks my balls."

Mistress Panther smiles, "good idea," she says. "Slut, you will lick balls!"

She addresses Sir Gerry and Sir Jack, "gentlemen, what about you?"

"You know Panther, we are always looking for meat for our slave parties. I am also willing to try him out, and having my balls licked first sounds very good!" Sir Gerry replies.

"Sir Jack, where are your thoughts on this?" Mistress Panther asks.

"I agree with Gerry here. He might be interesting for our slave parties. So, yes, let's see how useful he can be under my kilt." Sir Jack replies.

Sir Jack takes 300 dollars from under his shirt and hands them to Mistress Panther. "Mike is still reloading so this is for the three of us!"

Mistress Panther hits a control button and the platform in front of me is raised by about 6 inches.

Then the clamps are applied to my nipples again.

"Gentlemen, Sisters," She smiles, "he is all yours!"

Sir Jack, Sir Gerry and Sir Kyle all step forward on the platform and hold right in front of me. Their crotches are at my eye level. "On one, on two, on three," Sir Jack says! And they all raise their kilt. There appear three hard dicks just above my face.

Sir Jack, in the middle, comes a little closer. His dick is now resting on my face. He drops the kilt over my head. I am now buried underneath his kilt.

"Slut, here is the game. Like the Sisters in the movie, we are a little mean.

Mike has his finger on your ballslapper. You are going to lick and suck my balls. Mike will slap your balls as well. So, we are all entertained.

"What I don't want is you behaving like a little wuss and jump up and down every time something hits your balls. When Mike slaps your balls, while you are sucking my balls, you just keep sucking without interruptions. Then we have a good thing going. Is that clear, slut?"

I nod underneath the kilt. "Start licking them then, slut. Shouldn't be easy to find."

Sir Jack is clearly the leader and he enjoys playing the part. I lick his sack with my tongue, very carefully take some skin between my lips and kiss it. Smack. I do jump and my sucking was interrupted by the jump.

Sir Jack lifts his kilt, gives me a smack across the face with the palm of his hand. "Again, slut."

He drops the kilt again and I go back to work. I try to partition my mind; one half is dedicated to anticipating another slap and not reacting to it. The other part of my mind goes through all the blowjobs and ball-licking I have seen on the internet, and I try to mimic those.

More slaps come, of course. I manage to keep going and not let them interfere with the ballsucking. I tilt my head backward as far as I can and lick the underside of his cock. More slaps, but I manage to keep going.

Sir Jack lifts the kilt, moves back a bit and then pushes his hard dick all the way in my mouth. I did not anticipate that and struggle to open my mouth and throat. His dick goes in very deep, and I feel my eyes watering.

Then I manage to accommodate him in my throat. He fucks my face a couple of times and then pulls out. Another slap on my face.

"Ok, let's finish this, slut," he says and he puts his dick back in my mouth and puts the blowjob machine to a purposeful rhythm. I feel the platform lowering a little bit, which allows Sir Jack to fuck my throat even deeper. Like with Arnold, I suck, and lick for all I'm worth and soon I feel his dick harden more. He shoots his cum deep in my throat with a loud groan and pulls out.

"Panther, let's talk afterwards, I think we can use him."

"Kyle, Gerry, off you go!" Sir Jack steps back from the platform, and moves over to Mistress Panther.

Sir Kyle steps forward, puts his kilt over my head and gives me a gentle pat on the head. The platform is raised again a few inches. I feel his dick resting against my face.

"Off you go, slut. No jumping, only licking and sucking. Is that clear?" I nod.

The proceedings with Sir Kyle and Sir Gerry are similar to Sir Jack. In my head, I count the score of today. Mike in my ass. The handyman, Arnold and these three Sisters in my mouth. Six total.

Wow, who would have ever thought that? Mistress Stephanie probably, the first time we interacted...

"Since you gentlemen were such good customers. How about a little rodeo show? It is a new feature of the blowjob machine." Mistress Panther shakes the bin that holds the cash she collected.

"Any voluntary donations for the rodeo show?"

I see several members from the audience putting in money. Mistress Panthers gives it a quick count. "Only 400 to go, slut!"

She puts the bin back in place and addresses the audience again.

"What I will do," Mistress Panther continues, "is loosen his bonds just a little bit."

She fumbles with the ropes and I get about an inch of wriggling room.

"And let's put some extra stress on his nips as well!" She grabs two weights and attaches them to my nipple clamps.

"Now let's give him a little ride!" She touches some things on the control panel and the sybian starts to slowly ride like a rodeo indeed. The dick goes against the rhythm, so each time I go down, the dick goes in deeper.

The movements become larger, and I can't steady myself due to my bound hands. This causes me to bounce on the sybian, while the dick is also fucking me at a faster pace. The bouncing causes the weights on my nipples to swing which is painful!

Then the ride becomes extremely smooth. "Ride with it, slut," I hear Mistress Panther, "show us what a whore you are!"

The rhythm is very easy to follow and I fuck myself on the dick which is now fixed at maximum extension into my ass. When the sybian is down, I try to create maximum distance between the sybian and my ass, so that there is a fucking motion when it goes up. I try to make the motion of my hips circular with the rhythm of the sybian to provide maximum entertainment for the audience.

"Congratulations on this great slut, Misstress Panther." It is Helga with her sub. He is now naked with hands tied behind his back. His dick is hanging limp.

"Thank you, Helga. Glad to see you!" The ladies hug.

"What's with your sub?" Mistress Panther asks.

"We -- or I am -- are here on a special mission this evening. And that is his first experience with another male slut. He seems to think that he is entitled to loads of pussy and tits. If he wants to stay with me, he has to learn to appreciate interaction with other male slaves."

"That's a great strategy, Helga. Well, we have a fast learner here, as you see!"

They both look at me on the sybian rodeo.

Mistress Helga pulls hundred dollars from a pocket. "Do you want to stay with your Mistress, Günther?" He nods. She gives to money to Mistress Panther.

"Good, off we go then!"

"Offer yourself, slut," Mistress Panther says. She reaches down to my bondage, pulls a few ropes and I am tight on the sybian again.

I open my mouth and put out my tongue. Mistress Helga uses a little whip to guide Günther closer until he stands very close and his limp dick hangs in front of my face.

So far, I only blew gay guys, but I have no idea how this will work out...

"Shall I help them a bit, Helga," Mistress Panther asks.

"Sure, Panther, go ahead!"

Mistress Panther positions herself directly behind Günther, and tells him, "dick in front of you, and dick behind you, slave." She clearly enjoys this. She steps closer and is pressing against him from behind, takes his limp dick and lays it on my tongue.

"You'll be enjoying dick before you know it, slave!" She grinds her crotch against his naked ass, and Günther is clearly very uncomfortable with the situation.

"Suck it slave, show him that he can get a hard dick from being sucked by another slave!"

I start to work my tongue around the soft dick to try to bring it to life. I alternate between sucking it all the way in and giving it all the tongue I can. Mistress Panther is still behind him, preventing him from pulling away.

"Is he a good cocksucker, slave," She asks. "Or do you think you can do better?" He vigorously shakes no.

"What, slave? Is he not a good cocksucker, or can you do better?" Again, he shakes his head, as he struggles to answer Mistress Panther's teasing wordplay.

"Is he getting hard, slut?" She asks me. He is not, so I shake no.

She pulls Günther about two inches away from me. I still have the head in my mouth.

"Let me help then. She places one hand flat on his belly, just below his belly button, and pushes hard from behind.

"Now pretend in that pervert slave mind of yours that the tits you feel in your back are real tits. And accept that the dick you feel against your naked slave ass is a real dick."

She continues, "can you do that slave?". She grinds her dick against his ass and pushes her fake tits in his back.

"This is not only a real dick. It is also a hard dick, slave. Do you feel that? That is what we want! Do you want a hard dick?"

Günther nods and I notice a slight thickening of his cock.

Mistress Panther then reaches around with her other hand and starts slowly masturbating Günthers cock.