Lisa awakened first, leaving Mistress and me in bed. I knew right away that she was in full Domme mode by the way she immediately grabbed my boys, clutching them aggressively, and painfully I must say.
"You're mine today, bitch. Got it?"
"Yes, Ma'am."
"Did you enjoy surfing with the blonde girl?"
"Yes, Ma'am."
"Did you enjoy fucking her?"
"Yes, Ma'am, very much."
"Did you mention that Mistress and I want to get with her too?"
"Yes, Ma'am. She was quite eager for that. She's equally interested in sex with girls. She and Miss Claudia aren't exclusive, but they enjoy each other regularly it seems."
"Cool, she's really hot."
"She likes you too, said you're cute."
"I'll be happy to make her find out just how hot I am. Cute, hah."
I got an even harder squeeze to punctuate that and yelped appreciatively so she pulled hard on them to underscore her control.
"You probably didn't know Miss Barbara had Eric do some carpentry in the playroom while you were fucking Blondie. She told me to bring you down there as soon as we were awake. So, get up."
She didn't release my balls to drag me out of bed and led me to the playroom by them. She was relentless as she pulled me behind her.
When we reached the playroom, which was now beginning to look like a full-scale dungeon she led me to a contraption I'd never seen before other than in femdom porn. I believe it was called a ball stock. It consisted of two slim horizontal pipes attached by clamping threaded rods. She pulled my boys between them before tightening the rods to capture my testicles between them. I was well and truly imprisoned awaiting anything she might wish to do to her prisoner, me.
The door opened and Mistress entered looking gorgeous and flashing a very wicked look in her eye.
"Lovely, you've anticipated me perfectly, darling Lisa. Isn't he lovely with his big balls captive and presented so invitingly?"
"He is, Mistress."
"Begging for cruel attention."
"Very much so, Mistress."
Mistress handed Lisa a light flogger, raised an eyebrow with a grin and settled in a chair to watch the action.
"Care to do the honors?"
Lisa lit up, eagerly accepted the flogger, drew the tresses through her other hand while staring at me and subtly licking her lips. I knew my cock and balls were about to taste her whip and braced myself.
She softly drew the leather strands across my cock which curved down over my captive testes with a delicacy belying the evil gleam in her eyes. This was the version of Lisa that had surprised me when she first revealed it but which I had become very accustomed to as we delved into our switchy relationship.
With her free hand she caressed my cock and lifted it up to uncover her obvious target. The contraption that imprisoned me was dedicated to ball punishment after all. She continued to teasingly draw the tresses over my skin, adding a couple of prodding, painful pokes with the handle.
Mistress stared at the action, practically salivating, obviously eager to see how Lisa would choose to punish my captive balls.
Lisa spun the tresses artistically in the air, describing a figure eight pattern and creating ominous swishing sounds as they cut through the air. My eyes felt wide, and I'm sure reflected my misgivings about the pain I expected to endure imminently.
She leaned close and whispered.
"Are you ready, bitch. I think Blondie would be very aroused watching you at my mercy. Think she'd find this cute?"
"I don't know, Ma'am, she might."
"Has she got a sadistic streak?"
"Unknown, Ma'am. that didn't come up."
She grabbed my cock and tugged it hard, like she wanted to rip it out by the root.
"I bet this came up though, didn't it slut?"
"Yes, Ma'am it did."
"Did she suck it?"
"Yes, Ma'am."
"Is she a good cocksucker?"
"Yes, Ma'am, very."
"Could she take it all?"
"Yes, Ma'am."
"Really? She took your whole cock?"
"Yes, Ma'am."
"Wow."
"It was impressive."
"I thought I was the only one who'd ever swallowed that monster."
"You are still the best I've ever had, Ma'am."
She gave me a thin smile and delivered a sharp stroke with the flogger that shot a stinging flash of pain through my balls, then quickly reversed the arc to deliver a thudding strike to the underside that drew a grunt of pain from me.
"Did you return the favor?'
"Yes, Ma'am."
"Is her pussy tasty?"
"Yes, Ma'am."
"As tasty as mine or Mistress'?"
"No, ma'am."
I was definitely the recipient of her teasing games and knew that I needed to tread very carefully, particularly with my balls literally in a vise with her wielding the cruel flogger with evil intent. Mistress admired the scene sitting calmly and smiling like a cat eyeing her prey.
A flick of her wrist made the ends of the tresses bite cruelly into my captive scrotum and dig into my trapped balls. I let out a yelp and heard the women react favorably to my discomfort. Lisa followed that blow with a series of swinging lashes delivered in a figure eight pattern that caught each testicle in turn from the sides.
By the time she'd delivered five such blows to each, my balls throbbed severely, and I panted from the pain.
"Did you empty those naughty balls into Blondie?"
"Yes, Ma'am."
"Did you enjoy it?"
"Yes, Ma'am."
"Doesn't your cum belong to your Mistresses? Except when you have permission to give it to clients or for Miss Robin's or my pleasure?"
"I'm sorry, Ma'am, I thought that since you both knew that I was going with Katje today that I had permission, considering I already serve her every week."
"Did she pay you for use of our cock today? And isn't her Mistress Claudia your actual client?"
"She's not Miss Claudia's slave or sub actually."
"That actually makes it worse, wouldn't you say, Mistress?"
Mistress rose from her seat and approached me. She took my imprisoned balls in her hand and looked me in the eye.
"You broached the subject of her joining us for a frolic?"
"Yes, Mistress."
"And you said she was receptive to the idea."
"I would say she was eager, Mistress. She thinks you are gorgeous, and that Lisa is very cute. She said she'd love to get together and how hot that sounded."
She delivered a hard smack to the underside of my balls, then stroked them softly.
"I suppose I should arrange that with Claudia. Lisa, release his balls and attached him to the cross facing out. I promised to teach you a couple of tricks and I know you've been very eager to use your slave again."
Lisa freed my balls and led me by them to the St Andrew's cross where she cuffed my wrists and ankles, leaving me bound and available for anything either of them wished to do to me. Once I was captive again, she began fondling me roughly and stroking my cock to a full erection.
As roughly as her hands worked me, my arousal was building steadily and her hands cruelty demonstrated the pleasure I had learned that she derived from hurting me sexually, particularly when the pain revolved around my cock and balls. She loved handling me and as I discovered recently had apparently begun imagining using me like this even when I was nothing more than an adolescent fantasy hanging on her bedroom wall.
Whenever she Dommed me it fueled my desire to turn the tables on her next time I held the metaphorical whip hand. We'd had a hot relationship from the beginning, but when we began switching the blistering passion between us had blossomed into a firestorm. I must say that her increasingly sadistic use of me inspired my inner sadist to aspire to new heights. It was becoming tit for tat, almost a competition and I was contemplating some exciting treatment for her tits.