Chapter 49, Security Has a Problem
Tawny just stood standing there, her eyes fixed on the bejeweled cock and balls. The idea of this type of jewelry was to desensitize a male by keeping him bundled up tightly. It was also to keep his sex organs attractive and add a touch of jewelry to the normally nude male slave. Lastly, it was to prominently display the male 'jewels', and Ross' were definitely on display for the two officers.
"This is an attractive one and with a very nice size. But I've never seen balls like these," Tawny said as she stepped up closer to Ross and gently reach out, cradling the ringed balls in the palm of her hand. "I've seen big cocks and I've seen long cocks, but I've never seen balls that are as big as these or so obviously full," she said, her hand frozen as she examined the ring that held the stuffed balls. What she was saying was true. Tawny had been security for Mistress Francesca for the past couple of years. During that time she had seen almost every size and variety of cock that there was to see, from normal sized, to huge, to freakishly huge. She had also used quite a few of them to play with, working them till she was sated from their use. Tawny had been very good at judging how far she could use a cock before it might affect the Mistress' party. As long as the male could still perform, the Mistress didn't mind Tawny's personal playtime.
"This guy is painfully overloaded. They're really bloated. I've never seen anything that big or full," Lacey said as she finally closed her mouth and sat back on her haunches, staring at the male meat that was still only inches from her face. "He smells good," she added with a laugh. The vast majority of women confused Ross' ball size with being full or overloaded with sperm. Most didn't understand that they were just large sized and normal for him.
"He does smell good. Smells like vanilla sugar or sweet almond or something. I'm wondering what he tastes like," Tawny said as she finished unbuttoning her uniform shirt. She quickly pulled it from her waistband and took the uniform top off. Tawny was aware that the Mistress knew of her propensity for using the male slaves before they were suppose to be shown. It had never been a problem. Tawny was discrete and never mentioned her playtime to the Mistress. Tawny had a fascination with the taste of a male and had also discovered that if she 'swallowed' all the evidence, then there was nothing to clean up and no telltale signs of her usage. She was more than interested in taste and amounts. It had become somewhat of an obsession to her. By mental health standards, they would say that her interests bordered on fixation. In Tawny's inner circle of friends, they referred to her as a sperm vampire.
"You're not thinking about it, are you?" Lacey said, glancing up at Tawny. The fact that Tawny was already getting undressed, told Lacey that Tawny was going to 'taste this male'. Lacey had laughingly referred to Tawny's addiction, as her 'collection', meaning the flavors and samples of many different male slaves. "This guy could drown you," she added, laughing at her joke about his ball size.
"I have yet to find a male that didn't taste good," Tawny said with a glint in her eye. She was now unbuckling her gun belt, removing it and putting it on a table that was out of Ross' reach. Before Lacey could even get up from the floor, Tawny was down to a bra and a thong. Standing before Ross, it was obvious that she had an affect on Ross. His cock had become swollen and longer, beginning to drop down as it lengthened. Lacey just enjoyed watching the genital action as Ross became more aroused by Tawny. Lacey had enjoyed a few of the male slaves in the past, but it was not very often. Her excitement came from watching what was going on, with other security officers and the slaves, or just watching the show that the Mistress was providing for the party guests. Normally, Lacey would reserve her fun for a rare occasion with an exhausted male slave, or when she got home and was alone.
"Do you want to feed me," Tawny said seductively, her eyes glued to Ross' eyes. She reached out and gently began to slowly rub just the foreskin covered head of the lengthening cock. She glanced down at it to judge his sexual progress. Its progress was more than obvious as it thickened in obvious twitches. He was almost full size. "I'm gonna feed from it and you're good beg me to finish you," she said as her hand alternated to his balls, squeezing them firmly.
"I don't think that the Mistress would like that very much. Besides, I think that she has plans for me and you're not part of it," Ross said with a grin. His attitude alone just about sent Tawny over the edge. She was use to doing what she wanted, and with whomever she wanted. She was that bad variety of cop that was use to getting whatever she wanted. Ross was a slave. How dare him even think about not doing what she told him to do? That was ok. She didn't mind. She would punish him as she extracted another sample for her collection, a biological and internally collected specimen. She didn't have to see her collection on a wall display or in a pretty case. She remembered each and every extraction with great graphic detail.
"You definitely have an attitude, don't you?" Tawny said softly as she stepped up closer to Ross. She smiled as she reached up and undid the clasp that held her overstuffed bra together. As endowed as she was, her breasts spilled out as soon as she undid the clasp. Her huge and erect nipples stuck out, telling Ross that she was more aroused than she wanted him to think she was. Her bra had barely hit the floor as she reached down and slid her thumbs into the waistband of her thong. She quickly slipped them down and let them fall to the floor. She stepped closer to Ross, letting him smell her perfume. With the exception of his visible arousal, Ross appeared unmoved as he watched her.
"You'll be begging me to drain you before we're through," she said smiling up at him. Her hand slowly moved up from his balls to his cock, softly gripping it. She then realized that he had gone soft. For just a moment, her eyes flashed dark, letting Ross see her anger. She wasn't use to being sexually ignored like this. No man had ever been soft when she played with him. She wanted a warm thick sample from him and he wasn't going along with her play. With Tawny's body and sex appeal, every male in the past, had been hard before she even touched him.
"I think that the Mistress has other plans for me tonight, which don't include you. I figure that before the night is out, I'll be milked several times while you're home watching reruns on the TV," he said with a grin. Her fingers tightened around the soft cock, squeezing it. He grimaced slightly as her grip tightened around the mushy skin. "I do really appreciate the offer, but I'm saving myself," he said grinning as he jumped from the hard squeeze of her punishing hand. Tawny was furious. Obviously, Ross didn't understand that this wasn't an offer. It was an order.
"I'm sure she does but that doesn't mean that I can't give you a quick milking, right now. You get what you need and I get what I want," she said as her grip loosened and she began to softly rub the soft appendage. This had worked in the past, with a vast number of male slaves, but wasn't working this time. Her anger only worsened.
"I don't think that you're his type," Lacey said with a laugh. It's obvious that he isn't aroused by you," Lacey said as she glanced down at the limp cock that Tawny was working on. This only angered Tawny more. Lacey had worked with Tawny quite a bit and had grown tired of her 'better than thou' sexual attitude. Tawny thought that she was about the hottest thing ever to be born and her attitude showed it. Tawny's grip immediately moved to the over stuffed balls that had no escape. They were on display, but worse, they were trapped as her hand gripped as much of them as she could, using both hands. She began squeezing them, waiting and watching Ross for a reaction. As her hands tightened around the trapped orbs, she smiled and waited for Ross to react. He didn't. That only made her madder. She squeezed hard till he finally jerked.
"So, you do have some feeling down there," she said as she continued squeezing. "Wouldn't you prefer me to suck it out of you, rather than squeeze it out of you? Believe me, the oral is a lot more fun than the mashing," she said as her fingers continued to mash the ripened balls.
"Tawny, you're gonna hurt him. If you do, the Mistress is going to kill us for sure," Lacey said as she watched Tawny's hand turn red from the exertion she was applying. Lacey had seen Tawny get pretty rough with males, normally just Tawny's way of having fun with the captured male slave. This time, she was going a little too far for Lacey's liking. She could see that Tawny's fingers were deeply embedded into the already swollen sack.
"It's his choice. He cums, one way or another," Tawny said as she relaxed her grip a little. Her hand immediately moved up to the surprisingly hardening cock. She glanced down and saw that he had thickened and was beginning to drop again. Quick to understand male sexual response, Tawny immediately moved her hand back to the captive balls and again began to squeeze them again. Ross winced as she tightened her grip. She stood there, smiling up at him and watching as he began to pull back away from her. The sexual response was evident to her, his cock was hardening. She didn't have to look down to feel the pre cum that was beginning to flow out onto her hands.
"Tawny, stop it. You're going to hurt him or at the very least damage his looks," Lacey said as she stepped in closer to watch what was happening. She could see Ross' balls turning red from Tawny's tight grip. As her hand tired and the fact that she couldn't get her hand all the way around the sack, she decided to pick on one ball and abuse it. She quickly let go of the captured sack and felt for one ball. Since they were stuffed through the silver ring, she had to really push hard into the tight sack to get her fingers around just one ball. She pushed her fingers down hard, into the skin and felt the inner and outer side of the targeted ball. Having her fingers placed, she simply squeezed hard. Ross immediately jumped, pulling back away from her.
