As my fingers stirred the marbles in the bottom of the bag, my eyes fell on the bowl containing nine blue marbles. I had now been denied for 46 days and was starting to really need an orgasm. I grasped one marble and started withdrawing my hand. Green please be green. My second choice would be for another blue. As my fingers cleared the top of the bag my heart sank. White. Not again. My wife/Mistress, Lori just gave me an evil grin and handed me the bowl. Reluctantly I poured the nine blues along with the white back in the bag and replaced it on the shelf.
My wife walked into the den, sat down on the sofa, opened her robe, spread her legs, and said, "Eat me". I quickly dropped to my knees between her legs and buried my face in her hot, wet pussy. I gently licked the creamy secretions from her pussy lips then ever so slowly worked my way up to her engorged clit, sucking the little button into my mouth then moving back to her pussy lips. After a few minutes of this her juices were really flowing and her pussy was opening up. I probed deeply into her hole with my tongue coaxing more pussy cream out then returned to her clit. I continued to alternate between tongue fucking her to sucking her clit until she exploded in orgasm and flooded my mouth with sweet tasting pussy cream. I gently licked her clean as she recovered.
Lori told me to bring the tool box to the playroom and meet her there. When I entered she handed me the wrist and ankle cuffs and I dutifully put them on then climbed up into position on the rack. She quickly secured me then opened the tool box. Taking and Allen wrench she removed my 1 inch ball stretcher. I must say that having it off for the first time in over a month felt really good. She massaged my balls a minute then picked up the inch and a half size and held it up to my sac. She then picked up the two inch and told me she thought that I could wear it with no problem. Lori then pulled my balls downward and with some difficulty closed the stretcher around my scrotum. She finished by inserting and tightening the Allen screws. Looking up she asked how that felt and I had to tell her it was a little uncomfortable. My balls were really trapped tightly in the bottom of my scrotum. My Mistress said that we would watch them closely and if they started swelling or turning blue or something, we would drop back to the smaller size.
She spent a few minutes bouncing them back and forth causing me to moan in pleasure and pain both. I then saw her remove the key from her neck and unlock my tube. My cock sprang immediately to erection. Lori then lube me up and began what would turn out to be over an hour of teasing and torment. She stroked slowly up and down until I was right on the edge then she would slap my balls until I calmed down followed by pinching the tip of my poor dick very hard between her thumb and forefinger. Over and over again she brought me to the edge then cruelly ruined the pleasure by torturing my cock and balls. After four or five cycles she would mount my face and have me lick and suck her beautiful pussy. Mercifully she finally tired of the game and I was actually thankful when the ice pack was applied to my tortured cock. I was soon locked away again.
Four days later I was pulling yet another blue marble from the bag. It was now fifty days since my last orgasm. This matched my longest period of denial and the bad news was that I wasn't going to come today. At least it was Sunday and I would get some small amount of relief when I was milked later tonight. Lori smiled as I dropped the blue marble into the bowl to join the three already there. My balls were very sore from the larger ball stretcher but hadn't swelled so the two incher was still in place and wasn't going anywhere until time to increase the size again. As my Mistress turned to go into the kitchen, she informed me that Ashley would be by later to help with my milking.
Hearing this caused mixed emotions in me. Ashley was a very attractive woman and I had enjoyed eating her to numerous orgasms a few weeks ago while my wife watched. Her pussy secretions had been thicker and more copious than my wife's. She also tasted a little different. Not bad, just different. I would relish the opportunity to pleasure her again. On the other hand when she had been here before the two ladies seemed to feed off of each other and I was really put through the ringer so to speak. My wife enjoyed the role of teacher and Ashley was an eager student. My fears were confirmed when Lori told me that Ashley had asked her about how she punished me and if she only did it when I was bad or if she did it just because it turned her on. I always thought that Ashley had a sadistic streak. I mean she pierced men's and women's genitals for a living. That should tell you something. I suddenly had a sick feeling in my stomach and my wife didn't help when she told me that I was in for a long, long evening.
