Chapter 13 The Slave, The Prostate
Heather just sat and watched the exhausted slave. She was beginning to find herself tired also. Besides tired, she was still aroused and had been working on the slave, paying no attention to her own sexual need. This wasnât something that occurred often, but now that she was feeling that old feeling, she wanted to do something about it. This new slave was bringing up old familiar feelings that had been dormant for some time. So much sex on a daily basis made it very mundane for almost all of the staff. It wasnât so much sexual, as it was just a job. But Heather was like all of the other women at the facility. There were times when âthe moodâ came over her. This was definitely one of those times. Having watched Ross cum so many times, she wanted to enjoy in the fun.
The slave was still slumped in the special restraint chair. She sat watching him for several moments, trying to figure what method to use next, to make him cum again. She knew that there was still plenty inside his balls, judging by the huge amount that she had just extracted from him. She knew of a multitude of ways to make a male cum, but she had never had to start thinking up ways with just one slave, in one day. It wasnât a problem. She wanted to use the methods that would work the fastest and get the most from him. Her job for the slaveâs first day was to literally drain him. Take him to the point that he could cum, but have absolutely no ejaculate. She had never seen a male cum so much, so often. She glanced over at the overfilled rubbers lying in the specimen cups. So far, it equaled about the amount of 10 males, not just one man.
âFeeling better baby? I bet you havenât cum that much in your entire life. Does it still feel good, or is it becoming a painful chore?â She sat watching him, feeling her own moisture becoming more obvious to her. She could feel the puffiness in her vaginal lips that indicated that she wanted to be relieved. They were swollen and beginning to throb. The increased blood flow to her pubic area was becoming more pronounced. She couldnât ignore the feelings that were beginning to surge through her.
âJust relax baby, a few more minutes,â she said, getting up off the wet towels. She walked over to another cabinet and opened it, looking all through it. She finally found what she was looking for. Ross was still recuperating and didnât notice as she pulled a small insert type of vibrator from the drawer. Bullet shaped, she quickly applied a small amount of KY-jelly to it, and then returned to the sperm soaked towels.
âYou donât mind if I join you, do you?â She stood smiling at him, watching his reaction closely. He barely looked up, seeing that she was holding the chrome colored vibrator in her hand. In the other hand was the control attachment, connected by wires. Watching him as he watched her, she smiled and then slowly slid the lubricated shape into her pussy. She was so wet that there was no resistance as it popped into her. She slid the vibrator control to her other hand, and then pulled her legs back together, clamping them together tightly.
âUmmm, this is going to be fun. We can play together, what do you think?â She moved up closer to him, kissing him on the cheek. Her breasts were again pressed into his chest, her nipples hard and erect. Just the act of putting the vibrator in place had moved her higher up in arousal
âAfter all that Iâve done to you, it shouldnât take much to send me over the edge,â she said, turning on the switch of the control box.
âIn case you didnât know it, I do like to watch.â Putting the setting on low, she leaned back and closed her eyes, the effect of the vibrator instant inside her tender pussy. She was feeling the effects of the low hum now going on inside of her.
âItâs been pretty easy going, so far. I know itâs getting harder for you, but we have a long way to go. Of course that depends on you and how much you can pump out.â Her eyes were still closed as she talked softly to him. She was still pressed up against him, her hand now moving down between his legs. He was immense, even soft. His foreskin was beginning to become swollen and was stretched back, behind the head. The head was swollen just from all of the deep contractions and was flared wide, pre cum oozing again. Even in a soft state, his cock hung down heavy and long. His balls were again hanging down, showing his lack of arousal. They were still bloated and firm. She placed two of her fingertips at the mouth and began to smear the copious amount of his lubricant around the tender head. She could feel him begin to swell.
âUmmm, good boy. Youâre such a fast learner. Thatâs what I like to see, a cooperative student.â She continued her manipulation of the head, feeling his shaft swell even more. Letting go of the engorged tip, she moved her hand down to the soft sack and began to softly probe the two orbs. He winced slightly as she gently rolled one ball around between her fingers. His cock was pushed up against her wrist, pre cum beginning to coat her forearm.
She stepped back away from him, watching his eyes closely. They were closed. He was again enjoying her touch.
âYou like my training, donât you?â She stood smiling at him, her legs spread slightly as the low hum continued deep inside her. She was now wet enough that there was a single drip making its way down her inside thigh. âWill you be a good boy and behave yourself?â She stood watching him closely. His eyes were barely open. He nodded his head up and down. She bent down and released both of his ankle restraints. She eyed him closely, and then stepped in close to him, releasing the restraint on his right hand. She pulled his right hand across his chest and latched it into place, under his left arm. She then released his left hand restraint. Keeping a tight grip on his wrist restraint, she turned him around facing the chair and reattached his left hand restraint to the chair. Being in an almost standing position, she had him stand fully upright. He was now restrained again, but standing and facing away from her. She walked around to the backside of the movable chair and released two latches, allowing the chair to bend down in the middle. Moving the chair into a new position, it now appeared more like a small table or bench, rather than a chair. Ross was in a position where both of his wrists were attached to the corners of the âtableâ. She then leaned down and reattached both of his ankle restraints to the outer legs of the âtableâ. She made sure to spread his legs wide enough that he was very open and very vulnerable.
âJust relax baby, Iâm trying to get you as comfortable as possible. Lean over,â she said as she gently placed her hand in the small of his back and pushed him forward. He immediately bent at the waist, allowing his upper body to rest on the âtableâ top. She always marveled at the endless possibilities of this special built chair. She now repositioned each wrist restraint, one at a time, stretching his arms outward, toward the end of the table. In this position, he was standing, his ankles locked into a wide spread position. His upper body was laid out on the table, his arms locked out away from him. In this position, he could rest his head on the table. She even placed a pillow under his head for comfort.
âNow that is a fine view, if I do say so myself,â she said, laughing softly. She was standing behind him, enjoying the view of his spread legs and more than exposed butt. She couldnât see his face, but he was about as red as he could get. His embarrassment was obvious as his cock began to soften. His cock was growing softer by the minute, but his balls were still stuck out, on display for anyone wanting to watch. In this position, both his ball sack and his butt literally begged for attention. And Heather knew that she would pay proper attention to them.
âIf you could see what Iâm seeing right now,â she said, smiling at Ross. He turned his head, trying to look back at her, but he couldnât see her. She stood admiring the sight for a few moments, enjoying the increasing sensations coming from between her legs. A slight shiver ran up her spine, her pussy beginning to feel slight contractions coming from deep inside of her. Using her bare foot, she slid the towel on the floor to where it was directly under the slaveâs genitals, just in case of any accidents. It was still sticky and gooey and did not slide very well on the linoleum.
âI told you that your orgasms would be easy, becoming harder the longer that we go. After the last one, I have a feeling that youâre starting to become a little desensitized. Are you?â she asked, reaching down between his legs. Standing above him, she felt around for a moment, finding the thick cock hanging down. She gently began to massage the head again, feeling it harden in her hand. âThatâs a good boy. Get it hard for me.â After a few moments, she could feel the shaft beginning to thicken and drop down. His balls were still huge and hanging down softly. She knew that his arousal level was pretty low.