Saving the Neighbors

I awoke to Mandy's voice and a plastic workout protein shaker cup being forced into my hand. "Drink!"

Tara was standing next to naked Mandy. I coughed a bit as I looked at her dark naked body. She was a bit smaller in the tits and a bit bigger in the butt than Tara. But she was very hot and curvy. I saw Tara staring at me with focused eyes and I remembered she could hear my thoughts. I apologized, saying sorry and that I still liked her body better.

A second later I felt I was forgiven and told to drink.

I remembered the cup in my hand and took a sip. A strong chocolate milk drink or malt shake. I kept drinking while Mandy stood over me.

"Tara told me about the no clothes rule. You need help getting in shape, bulking up, getting muscle back. I'm your gal. I do all the training, workouts, meal lists, and more for all the girls. Tara told me you need to get your strength, stamina, and range of motion back. That rehab place must have kicked you out early." Mandy explained.

She poked and prodded my left arm. She picked it up, massaged it, and moved it around. I still had a lot of pain in my ribs, and I winced.

"Your body will either heal or it will block the pain. It takes time. Not months but years. If your ribs hurt, it means you are healing. Does it hurt to breathe or lie down?" Mandy asked.

"No." I replied.

"That's the best news I have heard all day. It just means you have mobility pain. Pain during breathing is a bad sign. We can get you stronger. Rebuild you. 6-million-dollar man!" Mandy stated in a deep voice.

"Nerd alert. That's from the 70's." I stated, laughing and finishing my drink.

Tara handed me some clothes and we went down to breakfast. Eggs, biscuits, and gravy. I still had not regained my appetite, but it smelled great, and I ate as much as I could. I looked outside and saw Mischa and Sasha in the hot tub. Their tiny heads bobbing above the water.

"Crazy kids." I told Mandy as she laughed.

My phone said -10 degrees. It had warmed up a bit. The wind had also died down. 5mph here and there.

Tiny walked in looking at her phone. She thrust it in my hands and asked me to look through the names. Several I recognized. Two were perfect targets for her. Womanizers, players, and lots of money. They were the names from the three newest caged men.

"I thought you told Officer White he didn't have to get you 5 men." I asked.

"Oh. He knew I lied. I will never let him go. I think he knows that too. I also asked for 10 women from him. I doubt he knows any real hotties. Or maybe he knows them. But they don't know him." Tiny explained.

It must have made sense to her because she highlighted the two names I told her, and she went back to doing internet searches with Mary Anne.

"Slave. Come here!" I stated and Mary Anne jumped up.

I gave her a kiss on the mouth and told her to resume what she was doing. She smiled and went back to helping Tiny. I saw Tara in the kitchen smiling. I focused hard. My fingers touching my temples. "Show me your boobs!"

Tara smiled and lifted up her shirt. Her giant tits then shook back and forth as she wiggled.

I smiled and thought "Thanks slut!" as hard as I could.

I felt Tara reply, "You are welcome stud."

We both began thinking this was the weirdest thing ever. Our connection was magic, science, or voodoo. It seemed like we could sort of talk, send small images or messages a bit of a distance. I had no way of telling since we were stuck in the house together. Sometime in the future I would try sending her a message while she was at school. It was about 4 miles away.

I heard squealing voices and turned around. Mischa and Sasha were standing by the fire pit bouncing, rubbing their bodies with their hands, and shifting foot to foot. The fire was blazing but it was likely not enough to keep them warm.

I marveled at their tiny fit naked bodies. Their lack of shame or shyness. They saw me watching them and the waved. They then ran back to the hot tub. Splashing while climbing in. Their little heads bobbing around.

I had eaten, I had digested, and it was time to work out. Or Mandy said so anyways.

I followed her to the basement. She had pulled out all kinds of exercise material I had bought over the last several months. A bench, bars, weights, dumbbells, exercise mats, kettlebells, exercise balls, and elastic bands. We started with squats, lunges, and leg lifts. My left side was the worst side by far. She knew that and we kept going.

Short work outs with short rest periods. Water, snacks, and back to exercise. I lasted only 45 minutes until I was toast. Mandy told me not to think about duration. Only the gains. She also mentioned that Tara had been able to text a guy they all knew. He was still in town working. He had several things that would help me grow, heal, and get stronger.

I told her that I had no issues with needles.

Mandy glared at me and stated, "No. Not that kind. But it's good to know."

Mandy forced another drink in my hand. Another shaker cup but this one was full of an electric blue fluid. I drank it and it tasted like fizzy blue raspberry soda.

Mandy told me she had Tiny send Officer White to pick up a package for me. He will be bringing it by this afternoon. Tiny was happy to get her newest "caged boy" to run errands. She also had more things to do to him. Mandy smiled at me.

"That sounds bad. Care to explain?" I asked.

"Well Tiny starts them all out the same. Caged, annoyed, horny. She makes them do things that are humiliating so she can take more pictures and cement them in her grasp. Then she gets mean. Tonight, she will tie him down, spread eagle, and likely hurt his balls. Squeeze them, pull them, and stand on them as he tells her things. He will need to convince her that he loves her, she is his mistress, and that he will obey. If he does that. She may take it easy on his balls. This is her standard process." Mandy stated.

She was calm and descriptive. But she was not bothered by it. Her tone had been even and normal. Like she was ordering food from a restaurant menu. I figured she had seen it time after time.

"Tiny told me she had 37 men and a few women caged. How exactly do you cage a woman?" I asked. Not really sure if I wanted to know the answer.

Mandy held up her phone. A woman's pussy was smooth, shaved clean in one picture, and looked normal.

"Before." Mandy stated.

A flip of her finger.

"After." Mandy stated and laughing.

It was the same smoothly shaved pussy, but from the lips were 10 padlocks. They went through holes in each side. The small brass padlocks hung down half an inch or more.

"Damn. That looks painful. Not much redness or swelling. Was that after it healed for a while?" I asked.

"No. Tiny knows how to pierce really well. She also can shave a pussy with a straight edge in seconds. She uses a leather punch for pussy lips. It takes out a small plug of flesh. She has another metal rod that she inserts. It gets hot really quick and cauterizes the flesh. Some ointment, a ring or stud. Or the worst. The padlocks. If you really piss her off..." Mandy stated while flipping through her phone.

She showed me another picture. This one had a silver curved plate about two inches long with tiny little holes in it. It covered the clit above, below, and on both sides. Almost like a little canoe shaped piece of metal. Three metal studs were sticking out on both sides.

"Three new piercings. Right above the clit. Then she puts this thing in place. Who knows how she gets it to stay put. But they don't come off. Unless she wants them too. The woman can pee through the holes. But that's it. Maybe a toothpick or something could get in there. But this thing would suck. Really suck." Mandy explained.

"Damn. How mean." I advised.

"No. She has worse stuff than this. She knows this metallurgy girl from back east. She used to work at some think tank MIT type place. She was a genius at making alloys, metals, and shit for drilling rigs for oil, NASA spaceship, and other things. She made a small piece of metal. Looks normal. But it's insanely heavy. One ring around the balls would be 10lbs. Imagine if she put 3 or 4. She told me she was beat up by this other chick in Cabo San Lucas, Mexico. This metal chick helped her. They knocked out the gal, attached two rings to each boob. Not the nipple. But the base. They tightened them so she could not remove them. By the end of one week her fat tits were hanging 6 inches lower. Only then did the rings slide off." Mandy explained while she showed me with her hands where the rings were secured around the base of the woman's tits.

"Imagine if she secured them so tight her blood flow stopped. Your tits would rot off!" Mandy stated. The look in her eyes showed me she was a bit scared of Tiny.

"Imagine getting a dick piercing. A small ring would be like a 1lb. Your cock head would hang down, your dick would ache from the extra weight." I explained.

"You seem to do alright. That thing must be heavy. More than 1lb I mean." Mandy stated as she looked at my shorts.

I began laughing. She was right. It was heavy. But thankfully it was all growth. My normal length was about 6 inches soft and normal width. It grew and grew. So, no one in high school knew about my issue as I had to shower with other boys in the locker room. I was only really jealous because I heard most of them had average length and width. I was frustrated with my huge dick. I only then realized it was more of a curse then a blessing.

We went back upstairs to eat lunch. I didn't realize we had been in the basement talking for so long. Mandy made sure to feed the stove with wood while we were down there.

Upstairs the girls were all sitting round reading books. I was a bit surprised. They were usually tapping away at their phones. Mischa and Sasha were still outside, heads barely above the surface. Tara made steak and eggs. The steak wasn't super fresh. But came from one of my freezers. Vacuum packed and they were supposed to last for a lot longer.

The first few bites told the real story. Pretty good but definitely not fresh.

Tara stood next to my arm rest and chatted with me for a while. Mary Anne had found the library while wandering around. She pulled out some books she had never read but had heard about in school, she stacked them on the table, and everyone began reading them. I had no issues. I love to read. Mostly adventure novels.

I heard more screaming behind me, and Tara turned to look. Mischa and Sasha were naked still, dancing around the fire, smacking their butts and making faces at us. We all laughed as they ran back into the hot tub.

I saw Tara was reading a book about knots, rope, and boating. I knew she had no interest in boating. But she has a lot of interest in tying rope. Tara either saw me looking at her book or felt my thoughts. Either way she looked up at me smiling. Flashes of images went through my head. Tara tied down on the bed, naked, spread eagle. Then tied up, her ass sticking up, her gaping pussy on display. Lastly, Tara was tied around her tits. Her arms behind her back. She was screaming due to the pain. She was hung from the ceiling only by her tits.

Tara's hand wandered to my lap. She never looked up, but I knew she was intentionally messing with me. So, I did my best to mess with her back. I thought of scenarios where she was tied down too. But Mary Anne was seated on her face. Tiny was fisting her gaping hole. And I was tickling her feet with a feather.

I saw Tara jump and scratch her foot while she glared at me. But the glare eventually turned into a smile. Her eyes went right back to her book. Mary Anne brought me several books. One ancient blacksmithing book looked interesting.

We all sat around in the leather chairs next to the empty fireplace. Reading, chatting, and discussing what we were reading about. Tara kept to herself. A 6-foot-long piece of rope in her hand. She kept trying to secure knots she saw in her book.

Mischa and Sasha never came inside for lunch. They spent the whole day outside, either in the hot tub or running around the fire shaking their boobs and butts at us. Dinner was getting close, and it had grown dark very quickly. They closed up the hot tub and ran for the garage.

Once inside they were laughing about their wrinkled skin and frozen hair. I checked my phone, and it was still cold, but only -10 degrees. I checked the weather app on my phone for the long-term forecast. It showed a steady -10 degrees for the next week to 10 days.

The generator kicked off and the lights dimmed as usual.

Mandy advised that she would be cooking chicken thighs, broccoli, and noodles. But on the basement stove. She had not yet tried it. A quick run to the outside wood boiler and then she disappeared into the basement.

Mischa and Sasha lounged around in extra large bathrobes. They looked familiar and they advised Mandy had found them in a pallet in the basement. Even though they looked familiar I could honestly not tell you when I bought them, from where, or for how much money. Tara saw me thinking and shook her head. I went back to reading.

The loud banging on my front door made us all jump. Tiny ran down from her bedroom. Smiling and skipping. We all knew it was Officer White. She helped him remove his snow gear, she cleaned up the water on the floor, and he handed her a medium sized brown box. Tiny set it on the table and drug him upstairs. The girls all giggled. I knew they knew what he had in store.

The box had lots of exercise protein, creatine, supplements, and other pills. Words like "Pump, Extreme" were printed on the bottles. Who knew if they even worked? A few extra pill bottles without labels and a few vials of liquid were removed by Mandy and taken to the kitchen.

When she returned Mandy told Tara her delivery would be in a few days. Tara nodded and did not complain. I knew it was likely her muscle relaxers. Maybe I was being too hard on her. Images of me fucking her hard, Tara screaming in pain but smiling, and Tara passed out while I continued to fuck her popped in my head.

I looked at Tara and she looked back at me smiling. Her face a bit red.

Mandy returned with the food. We all ate like hungry animals. Nothing was left for Tiny and her guest. As we were cleaning up, we heard the oddest sound. Howling.

The howling was like that of a wolf or coyote. We all looked around confused. Until Mandy began laughing. It was then we realized. It was Officer White.

The girls all ran to the entertainment room. I was sore from the work out and was helped upstairs slowly with Tara's help. Someone had already set the main screen to Tiny's room. Officer White was lying on his back. He was tied, arms out, legs spread, and his little cock and balls had been released from their cage.

Tiny was standing at the edge of the bed. She was scolding him, berating him, and calling him all kinds of names. He agreed with everything she said. Tiny walked up to his right hand and placed something in them. He tossed the items on the bed. They landed between his spread legs.

Dice.

"7!" Tiny called out.

Officer White nodded as Tiny climbed on the bed.

"Watch this. This will hurt." Mandy stated loudly. Her arms crossed across her chest.

Tiny used her left hand and pulled Officer White's balls into the palm of her hand. She looked at him and he nodded. She punched his balls with her right hand. Not full force. But 7 in a row. A smack was heard with each strike. Officer White was howling at the pain. His body shook.

"Roll doubles. I dare you. And anything under 4 will earn you full power." Tiny explained.

"I pray for snake eyes mistress!" He stated, trying to catch his breath, and a bit of a coarseness to his voice.

"What happens with snake eyes?" I asked.

Mandy shuddered, turned towards me, and stated, "She will place a book under his balls. She will jump and land on them with two feet. It has only happened one time before. He passed out. But Tiny celebrated like she had found the cure for cancer."

"Damn." I stated quietly.

Tiny produced a small plastic clip. It looked like the kind used to keep a potato chip bag closed with. But a long thin rope was attacked. She snapped it shut on the tip of Officer White's dick. He flinched at the pain. Tiny then pulled the rope up to his mouth and he bit down.

"Pull. Show me how far you can stretch it. You are only 3 inches. Maybe you can make it bigger. The harder you pull!" Tiny demanded.

He pulled, pulled, and pulled. It looked like he was going to rip it off. But it never happened.

Tiny handed him the dice again. He flung them and landed between his legs again.

"8!" Tiny stated with a smile.

The rope was still in his mouth, but I saw him smile too.

Tiny pulled on his balls again, they were in the palm of her hand, she punched them at medium force again, still with the loud smack each time. Officer White was groaning but Tiny knelt down, she sucked both balls in her mouth. Officer White screamed. Louder than he had howled previously. The rope slid from his mouth as he begged for her to release them.

"You will bite them off. Please. Please stop! I will do anything. I swear. Please stop!" Officer White screamed.

She had sucked both balls into her mouth. Tiny was biting them, chewing on them, and biting down so hard he thought she would bite them off. How cruel. She spit them out eventually.

"I will not ask or tell you what to do to get me to stop. You will make me an offer. When that offer is good enough. I will accept it. But until you make me a good enough offer. We shall continue. Slave." Tiny stated coldly.

Officer White nodded as she put the rope back in his mouth. He resumed tugging on the rope. Up and down. He could not see them. But his balls were a dark shade of red and a spot of blue was seen here and there.

Tiny let him rest for a bit as she picked up her small brown bag kit. She rolled out a set of knives, scissors, and other items. Officer White's eyes bulged out of his head but resumed pulling harder and harder. Trying to please Tiny.

She pulled out a can of shaving crème. She removed the clamp from his cock and in a short time. His pubic area and balls were smooth. Tiny picked up another bottle of white crème.

"This will keep you smooth for one year. No hair growth." Tiny explained as she rubbed it all around.

It must have burned because Officer White was thrashing in his bonds. Tiny stepped back and set a time for an unknown amount of time and took pictures. After about 5 minutes of screaming, she wiped it off. Officer White's black chastity tattoo was very visible now. No tufts of hair to block it. He was breathing fast like he was giving birth. That crème must have been terribly painful.

"He's still not begging, pleading, or negotiating. I wonder if he's enjoying this." Mandy stated as she watched the screen with real interest.

The other girls agreed.

Tiny went to place the dice in Officer White's right hand again. He closed his fist and refused to take them. He was now trying to negotiate, and he was talking fast. Tiny was not listening. The set of dice needed to be rolled. She jammed them in his mouth and told him firmly.

"Roll slave."

Officer White spit them out, trying to get them to land between his legs. Instead. They tumbled down and rolled off the bed.

"Oh goody. I was hoping for a 12!" Tiny stated while clapping.

Officer White groaned as Tiny rolled up the brown bag full of her shaving kit and climbed between his legs. She pulled his balls into her left hand. It seemed they knew what was coming. They had tightened up. They were not as saggy as before. Tiny had to pull and pull to keep them in the right place.

Twelve rapid punches. Officer White howled again and again.

Tiny was very happy with the progress. She had a huge smile on her face and was even stroking Officer White's cock. Not that it was erect. The pain he had been enduring made that impossible. His balls were turning blue slowly.