I knelt by the foot of the bed watching Mistress sleep. She hadn't directed me to do so, but I couldn't sleep so I decided that would be a good posture for her to discover me in. Awaiting her pleasure, prepared to receive command, like a well-disciplined slave should.
After the mixer the night before, upon returning from Desiree's Dungeon she had rewarded me generously by allowing me to worship her for almost an hour. She offered me access to both of her holes, and I gratefully accepted both dishes, dining happily on the entire meal.
Watching my magnificent new Mistress sleep was a gift in a way. It was giving me the opportunity to center myself preparatory to beginning this new relationship. My cock remained stubbornly erect despite knowing that her passion for tormenting me there meant I would endure much cock and ball pain at her hands.
Her manual torments were of course part of what made me fall in love with her, so the arousal pondering her expected treatment was the perfect response.
When I saw her awaken it roused me from my reverie and I greeted her.
"Good morning, Mistress."
She knuckled sleep from her eyes and raised her head to spot me kneeling in readiness to attend to her needs.
"Good morning, slave boy. Come up here next to me, we have much to discuss."
"Yes, Ma'am."
I scrambled up onto the bed. I was surprised and delighted when she gathered me into her arms and kissed me lovingly. I could feel the wide grin straining my lips as I gloried in my Mistress' gentle affection. Lisa lay on her other side, wearing fur lined cuffs fastened with a double dog clip. When we returned from the mixer Mistress had taken us to bed and allowed Lisa to worship her after I'd had my turn.
After we had pleasured her, she assured us that we would have our turns soon, but that patience was a virtue she valued highly. That was of course, another reason why my cock remained rigid all morning and probably explained my difficulty sleeping.
She took Lisa in her arms and kissed her deeply before rolling her onto her back and pushing me toward her.
"Eat her sweet little pussy, Tommy."
I never needed much encouragement to go down on Lisa, so I happily dove in. For her part, Lissa spread her legs wide and pulled me close. Lisa's pussy was soaked and ready for any attention. I slurped up her sweet slut juice greedily and she began groaning in delight at my attention.
Mistress kissed Lisa and toyed with her wonderful, small but perfectly shaped tits, teasing and twisting her nipples.
"I bet you're aching to put that wonderful giant cock to use, aren't you, Tommy?'
My grunted affirmative response was lost in Lisa's pussy and the nod of my head apparently accentuated my mouth's effect on her. I felt the muscular response signaling the approaching orgasm that shook her from her toes and rippled through her whole body, flooding my mouth with what seemed like quarts of her hot honey.
Mistress coaxed the vocal response to her orgasm as she howled at the joy she was experiencing by squeezing her nipples forcefully.
She grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled me off Lisa and into her arms where she kissed me deeply, enjoying the residue of Lisa's orgasmic flood. She kissed me aggressively and took a firm grip on my cock. She milked me forcefully and collected the precum that issued from me to bring to my lips.
"Would you like to cum, Tommy?"
"Yes please, Mistress."
The bedroom Robin had been given by Mistress Barbara was outfitted for lots of kinky possibilities including screw eyes installed at all four corners of the frame surrounding a large closet.
Mistress directed Lisa to bind me to each of them by my wrists and ankles, facing out into the room. It presented me almost identically to the way I'd been offered on the St Andrew's cross in the dungeon. Lisa couldn't resist fondling my balls and cock after she finished tying me up. That made Mistress chuckle.
"You can't resist the opportunity to get a firm grip on his jewels, can you, slave?"
"Sorry, Mistress."
"Don't apologize, I understand the impulse, you two are switches and I admire your Domme energy. He needs to realize he is here for women's use. Don't you slave?"
"Yes, Mistress."
"Lisa is free to use you when you're bound like this isn't she?"
"Yes, Mistress."
"Good boy."
"I picked up a couple of items at Desiree's last night designed for delightful torments of cocks and balls. We will have great fun trying them out, won't we, slave?"
"Yes, Mistress."
"Fetch the bag from Desiree's in the corner, Lisa."
"Yes, Mistress."
I tried to calm my nerves watching Lisa bringing the bag to Mistress. I had no certainty what implements of cruelty it contained but I had strong suspicion that whatever they were meant pain for my genitals. Mistress had shown how much she enjoyed that sort of fun and games in the dungeon on our fateful day.
When Lisa handed the bag to her, she told her to look in the bag and see if there was anything inside that she'd enjoy trying out. Lisa selected a heavy chrome circular device that opened on a hinge.
"Interesting choice. It's weighted ball stretcher. Have you ever used one?"
"No, Mistress. I've only been switching with Tommy, and only for a few weeks. I'm definitely a newbie."
"A clean slate, I love it."
Lisa laughed and tried opening and closing the wicked looking device.
"It's very heavy."
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"That's the point so it will stretch his balls down uncomfortably. You'll find that it has the benefit of keeping his cock fully erect for protracted periods, and even increasing the size."
"Mmm, lovely."
"Particularly when you start with an organ as generously proportioned as Tommy's monster cock."
'It is a beauty."
"Why don't you try putting it on him."
"May I?"
"Of course, I told you, I look forward to working him together, training you to be a better Domme."
"Thank you, Mistress."
"Slip the back side around his scrotum with the balls below, then fold the other half over to close it. Be careful not to pinch any of his scrotum in the hinge. That would be more painful than you're intending. Then fasten it and let the weight do its work."
Lisa was careful to make sure there was no pinching, handling my balls with great care. When she had the latch closed and let the weight drop the sensation was mildly painful, but far more sensual. With my balls isolated and tugged by the weight Lisa teased them with her fingertips then raked the underside of my stretched skin with her nails and carried that up the underside of my throbbing cock.
Mistress moved in to stand beside her and take her turn stroking my distended balls and then caress the length of my stiff manhood.
"You look really good like this, slave."
"Thank you, Mistress,"
"I really like the way it presents your cock and balls. Good choice, Lisa."
"Your cock and balls, Mistress."
"Indeed, they are mine now."
"Yes, Mistress. Yours to use any way you wish."
"Careful, slave. I can be quite cruel."
"We fell in love when you were using your cock very hard."
"I will never forget that moment, my darling slave. When you gave me your heart."
"And you gave me yours."
She stared directly into my eyes for a long moment.
"I never thought that possible, but I did."
"I will treasure you forever, beloved, Mistress."
"And I you."
She took Lisa and me under her arms for a wonderful group hug that felt different but as wonderful as the lightning bolt we shared in the dungeon.
"Okay, enough mushy stuff. Let's get down to business, I've got a cock and balls to torture."
"Oh goody."
"You're a naughty girl, Lisa."
"But I have a lot to learn from you, Mistress."
"Then let us begin. The first lesson is, if you control the balls, you control the man.
Men follow their cocks relentlessly and their balls are the engine that drives their cocks."
She punctuated that last statement by cupping mine and caressing them gently at first, then applying increasing pressure until my moans became cries.
"And once you have their balls in hand your power over them is total."
She released my orbs, stepped back and made an offering gesture to Lisa who eagerly took hold. She followed Mistress technique to a tee, beginning with a gentle caress before gradually increasing pressure and rubbing hem against each other.
She stared into my eyes, gauging how the pain that was building from her powerful grip was affecting me. I was determined to maintain a stoical facade despite the intensifying pain. Showing my courage was important in front of Mistress.
"I'm squeezing them really hard, Mistress."
"I can tell. Let's vary the stimulus. There's a dildo on the dresser and lube in the drawer below it."
"Can I fill him with it?"
Lisa's eyes lit up and she broke out an eager, wicked grin.
"Do it. The combination of claiming a man's balls then taking his asshole makes him totally yours. The combination is empowering for you and turns him into your fuck toy."
"When I hooked him up with my girlfriend Kristin it definitely was empowering. Watching him take a real cock for me was special."
"How was it for you, Tommy?"
"Difficult. I'd been pegged before, but a real cock was hard."
"Did it help that it was a trans woman?"
