The Blac Goddess Emerges

Martin, a 30+ year old caucasian guy, decided to visit his friend Seradona, a stunning black lady. Seradona is well known in controlling her target over a mix of tease and denial and extreme edging techniques, which she applied to her new play thing.

Seradona invited friends over for a femdom competition party. Two of the mistresses had their turn on the slave but could not lead him to submission. Two plays were still about to come as the evening evolved.

It continues...

I felt that my strength declining. Intense sessions in the morning and the afternoon plus the endless tease torture from the machine left its mark. In addition, the two plays earlier this evening, were far more corporal torture then the last days. I was not sure if I hated it more or less then the psychological torture teasing brings, but anyhow, I felt in this moment how it's draining me. Two more to go, I am not sure if I can do it.

"The cow is stronger than expected, due to my training", Seradona remarked proudly.

"Ohoh sure", Mia interrupted, "we will see now what your training counts." Mia walked around my position, like a wildcat circling it's pray. She knew from the afternoon session that I am vulnerable and that her predicament bondage earlier almost got me crazy. I could see that she was not yet sure how she should go about the next twenty minutes. Tease me? This didn't help earlier. Torture my body? This did not work for her two predecessors...

She stopped at the table with the toys and finally made a choice. She grabbed something, which fitted fully in her small hand and her eyes started to shine. "This will be fun", she stated, while passing by the wall and disappearing behind me.

"Let the show begin", gave Seradona the commando to start and let the clock run. Within seconds I could feel her hand at my dick and balls doing something. It seemed like she lashed something various times around my glans and the base of my dick and finished her work with a few knots.

"Done", she announced. Returning to the front of the wall. The remaining ladies looked at each other, not knowing what's going on. They seem to tap in the dark, same as I. So far this was the least eventful session as I could not ask for more. I tried to relax. I was even more surprised as she moved a chair in front of the wall, placed herself on it and gave me an amazing view on her clit. I saw it in the earlier session from a distance, but now it was right in front of my eyes.

"You endured so much in the past hours, so I think it's just fair enough that you get a bit of a pay back", she announced, while holding my head tightly and pulling it towards her already a bit wet pussy. "Lick me cow, yes, show me how much you like this pussy", she continued.

The ladies mumbled something and waited to show to continue. I first was hesitant, but then started to lick her as well as I could. I licked up and down her pussy-lips, circled her wet hole and let my tongue slide and out as I liked. She started to moan and the fact that she was dripping wet, showed me that she liked the treatment. Her pussy had an intense smell and this drove me crazy and let me lick even more intense, trying to make her orgasm.

I could feel my body getting aroused and with it how my dick started to grow, from licking this amazing pussy. First the grip around my dick tightened, but then as I grew further, I harsh pain kicked in. Mia looked down at me, waiting for the moment when I realized what's going on. My body started to tense from the pain at my dick and I could not help but cry out.

"Oh what's wrong little cow?" she asked, smiling at me. "This afternoon, you liked our predicament session so much, that I though, we continue it here. However, this time, it's only your dick, tightly wrapped in many strains of synthetic garn. You feel absolutely nothing if it's soft, but if you get aroused too much, it will grow and grow and grow and maybe cut itself off", she explained.

The pain was severe and I tried to calm myself down, to bring my arousal level back to normal. However, she knew too well, how this pussy taste affects me and pulled my face and nose towards her smelly hole. My dick grew and grew and it felt like the yarn cuts the skin on my shaft. By this time, Mia was properly riding my face making sure each inhale included her taste, which just let me blood flow down, uninterruptedly towards my own misery. The fact that she used my own horniness to beat myself and that I could not do anything about it, made me even hornier.

There came a point, where I could not deal with it anymore and wanted to submit. Just then Seradona announced that there are only 5 minutes left. I saw light at the end of the tunnel, but not for long. Mia jumped up, walked over to the table and grabbed a sport-massage-liquid. She took plenty of the liquid in her hands and massaged my sensitive balls with it until they were fully covered and it was dripping down at the floor. Only a few seconds later, I could feel it, ice hold, like freezing my balls.

For a second I forgot about my strangulated dick and could only feel how my balls got cooler and cooler and pulling themselves together. "Cow, last chance to submit", I could hear her say. The ladies celebrated the moment with wild cheering and looked in disbelieve how my face went through the motions of pleasure to pain to awkwardness. Mia did not really wait for my answer, but in one go slurped my half-hard bondage-cock down her through. She gagged on it expertly and made sure her nimble tongue touched all the most sensitive parts of my glans.

Immediately, my half hard dick hardened further and tried to show its full size, to only be strangulated further by the yarn bound around it. "Grow my little friend, yes grow", she sang, while giving it a few more suckings and even though it was still not yet at a 100% she knew it would still grow further and the damage was done.

At this moment it seriously felt like as if it would cut parts of it off. I was trying to speak up and submit, but Mia would not let me yet. As announced in the afternoon session, she was here to see me suffer. She grabbed my icy balls with one hand and smacked it checkless with the other fore 4-5 times until I was only crying all sorts of things. It felt like as if my balls would blow apart and I could hear myself yell: submit, please submit, oh god submit, before passing out.

A few minute later, the ladies were still cheering and clapping when I woke up again. Still in my miserable position. It took me a while to understand what has happened. It came back to me step by step as a hand touched my still icy balls softly. "Oh my dear cow, what did they do to you? Wrestled you, destroyed your ass and nipples, fucked with your senses using all sorts of nasty liquids...poor little cow, So far you only lost once, but now the best session is ahead."

I looked up to the group of ladies and counted four. Who was missing?

The hand behind the wall started to oil my dick and did not stop fondling softly with my balls. It was different than the other hands. It was tenser and still soft. It was absolutely amazing, within seconds I could feel my orgasm close in. "Oh what a nice cock you have...I would be keen to edge you for hours...make you hate the sweetest of all feelings...hours and hours at the brink of orgasm until you do all I want and much more, or days or even weeks until you get crazy...but, not today...20 minutes of session require a quick route to submission", the voice concluded, before letting go of my already throbbing cock.

In this moment, I could see how Mum passed from behind the wall and disappeared through the kitchen door. I still was fully erected and amazed by the raw skill of her hands, controlling me expertly. It was similar to Seradona, but with even more experience. A few moments later, Mum returned, caring the rubbish bin.

"Mum, let's start. What torture toy you want from the selection?" Seradona investigated.

"I am fine my dear. As I was in the kitchen earlier, something interesting caught my eye or should I say my nose", she giggled. "It will be more than enough to force our little cow to the ground", Mum responded with a large smile.

None of the girls sad anything yet, as Mum was well known for her unorthodox ways to bend men to her will. A murmuration went through the room paired with some cheers, as she showed the rotten fish around in her bin, Mia disposed earlier on. "Let's see how much you like fish", she smiled.

She grabbed a large inflatable mouth gag from the table, with a strap and walked towards me. I had no power left to fight, so I played along as she placed it in my mouth and inflated it immediately. First it filled out my mouth but she kept on pumping until it completely sealed it from the inside. With one hand she grabbed the fish from the bin, with the other she held my nose closed so that I could not breathe anymore.

She kept a tight grip at my only possibility to breathe until I started to become inpatient and very keen to get air. Only as I started to fight for it more rigorously and it was obvious that I needed it urgently, she let go of me. My body reaction was gasping for the missing air. In this moment, she opened up the cut belly of the fish and pinned it under my nose.

The rotten smell of it filling my lounges was absolute disgusting and immediately I felt the nausea. While the interior of my stomach made its way up, to get released out of my mouth, the gag did its job keep it inside. It happened to quick, I had not chance to react and I felt absolutely helpless. I tried to calm me down as good as possible.

She was obviously amazed how intense the reaction of my body was and how quickly I would have vomited all over the floor. "Seems as if you like this little fish too much", she called out with amazement, while pinning my nose again. The exact same simple process was executed: she held tight until I needed the air, kept me in my position a bit longer and made sure I inhaled all the rotten smells once gasping for air.

Again my stomach reacted promptly with aiming to release its content, but being held back by the gag. It was a terrible feeling to be forced to vomit, but not being able to do it. I felt sincerely sick. But the sicker I felt, and the more I rolled my eyes, the more Mum wanted to see the reaction once more. She repeated the process over and over and I could see how she got aroused by my helpless situation and the loss of all control of my body, just by exposing me to very intense smell.

"Oh baby, this is extraordinary", she was swarming. "I have never seen anything alike."

The ladies giggled and observed how easily the more experienced women made me suffer and tricked my body's instincts to her favor.

"Ahhhh and he is rock hard", Seradona shouted in disbelieve. "Of course he is my little girl, overwhelmed by the cruel power I have over him, his body does not know what to do, but to show appreciation", Mum lectured, while giving me another smell of destruction. "We are only 5 minutes into the session, but he is already at his end", Mum analyzed. "Good that he cannot shout submission", she giggled, letting my stomach shoot its interior up once more.

"Do you agree that I won the competition ladies?" Mum questioned the round. "Yes you have", the other acknowledged. "So, instead of the teasing machine, I want to have him tonight, do you agree?" she questioned further. The ladies knew this was not a real question, but agreed obviously. "So then, ladies, I am happy to share the last 15 minutes of my session with Rosh and Raquelle, I am sure you are keen to help me out here?"

The two jumped up their seats. "Come here Rosh, you take my position", Mum ordered. "And you Raquelle, get a medium strap-on and join me here behind the wall where we ruin him over." "Mum, stop it, no orgasm", Seradona reminded forceful. "Oh my dear, do not worry, I edge your father since more than a decade daily to craziness, I know what I am doing", Mum calmed everybody down. "Now, sit on the chair there, get a vibrator and make it count, while watching us forcing the first male to a ruined orgasm, while he is fucked in the ass and vomits all his stomach out of his body.