Unexpected

This is a story featuring brutal femdom, male rape, and cruel CBT. If that's not your cup of tea you might want to skip this one.

Angela was the first person I saw the next morning. She grabbed a handful of my aching balls and squeezed them. I yelped in pain and a wave of nausea washed over me. She unfastened my cuffs and dragged me from the bed by tugging on my agonized nuts.

"Time to get you ready for use, slut boy."

She pulled me to the bathroom and had me kneel over the drain at the center of the floor. She removed her clothes calmly, revealing thoroughly striped tits bearing whip wheals, angry, raised red welts. When she finished undressing, I saw that the striping continued down and around her body. The punishment Maggie promised her the night before had been thorough and very cruel. The horrified look on my face triggered her response.

"As you can see, pissing Miss Maggie off has serious consequences. My instructions are to prepare you for use, to make you squeaky clean inside and out. You are to be the prize for the guests again today. Be brave and obedient if you know what's good for you."

I started to speak, but Angela deftly shoved a ball gag into my mouth and secured it tightly behind my head.

"Silence, fuck boy."

The fierce glare she shot into my eyes convinced me to be still and do as she told me without hesitation. She turned and opened the water valve causing the shower massage to issue its powerful spray. After wetting me down thoroughly she gestured for me to stand and kicked my feet apart.

"Hands behind your head, fingers laced."

I obeyed and she switched the massage function on. Directing the forceful, pulsing jet onto my flesh she began to deliver pleasurable sensations to my muscles that were stiff from spending the night bound to my bed at first, but soon she found tender spots where the pulsations were painful, first driving the power into my nipples that ached from Catherine's cruel fingernail pinches. Then she directed the jet down my belly until it beat agonizingly on my balls. She let it drum on them for many minutes, each stinging pulse reminded me of the terrible fingers that had handled me so brutally the night before.

My knees buckled and my scream struggled against the ball gag. I could tell from Angela's look that she was enjoying the pain she was delivering to me as she adjusted the angle of assault.

She took hold of me, encircling my sac with the thumb and forefinger of her left hand to stretch my balls out away from me and hold them out under tightly stretched scrotal skin so she could increase the agony of the shower massage slamming my offered balls like drumsticks.

My knees finally gave out and buckled, making me drop to the tile shower floor sobbing.

"Hands and knees, ass high."

I struggled into the required pose, and she brought the shower massage to bear, now assaulting my balls from this new angle before raising the jet to blast it into my ass, making the slamming water pressure remind me of the fingers that had filled me so painfully when Liz explored my hole roughly and explained how she planned to cop my cherry.

The thought of being ass raped by that dreadful woman had kept me from sleeping for quite a while the night before. I harbored no illusion that when she fulfilled her plan that I would be taken ruthlessly and that her pleasure would come from the pain she was inflicting on my rectum.

Once Angela had exhausted the fun she was having with the shower massage, she soaped me up with peppermint oil soap that stung like little needles on all the abused flesh she'd prepped with the shower massage. Then she scrubbed me roughly with a stiff bristled shower brush. The brush was particularly painful when she scrubbed my balls, nipples, and had me spread my cheeks so she could rib it through my crack. As a sort of coup de grace she polished my glans with the fierce implement.

I was called on to service Miss Maggie later that afternoon. She rode my face, grinding her hot sloppy cunt against my lips and pressed her brown starfish against my nose. Her pussy oozed aggressively as she came repeatedly, filling my mouth with her thick cum. When she had taken three climaxes from me in that manner while fondling my cock and balls firmly, she spun around to slip her pussy over my rock-hard cock. She bounced up and down seizing her pleasure with reckless power while twisting my nipples agonizingly.

When she achieved another two orgasms rutting on my cock she lifted off and returned to sit again on my face and allow my cum to drain from her hole and into my mouth.

She squeezed my balls and rolled them forcefully against each other in one hand while digging her nails into my shaft. All the while she smothered me in her ass crack and told me that Liz was coming to claim my anal cherry that night. She also told me how much she was going to enjoy shoving her arm up Liz's slut's ass and wondering which one of us would scream the loudest when violated.

Her musings about the pain they would be inflicting on our rectums was scaring me as much as the struggle for breath in her funky crack was.

"Open your mouth, slut."

She shifted position, bringing her pussy back over my mouth and leaned forward. I immediately realized she was settling her pee hole between my lips.

"You will take every drop of my piss, bitch. Understand? If the bed gets wet, you'll be sleeping in it tonight. Got it?"

I nodded resignedly despite the different impediment to breathing. Her urine jetted into my mouth quickly overwhelming me with the hot, sourness. I struggled to swallow as she chuckled and squeezed my balls even harder. I choked when the pain wrenched a scream from me and a bit of her bitter piss dribbled down my cheeks.

When at last she had emptied her bladder into my mouth, she dismounted without relinquishing her grip on my balls. She wrenched them harshly when she stepped off the bed. Then released them briefly but finished my torment with a sharp, excruciating slap.

"Angela, get your ass in here and clean this filthy slut up, he has a big date tonight."

She cast a leering glare my way as she strode out of the room and the way she said big was pointed and threatening, making my ass pucker.

After another even more intense cleaning from Angela, she returned me to my bed where she fastened me securely in my bonds and gave me an unexpected kiss on the lips.

"Buena suerte, chico."

I watched her walk away pondering the ominous way she'd wished me good luck. I guess she knew what I would be in for later when Liz returned to claim her bounty, my ass.

I lay there in my damp bed awaiting my fate. My ass tingled from the peppermint oil soap Angela had used to flush me out. As uncomfortable as the enema had been I knew it would make accepting Liz's big dildo a little easier. Anything like that wouldn't help enough to keep the penetration to come any less horrifying though. Her fingers the other night had been bad enough but the dildo in her strap on harness would be far worse.

I could feel my heart begin racing immediately when the door opened, and Miss Maggie led the other women into my room. Catherine rushed to my bedside to get a grip on my balls. Her eyes sparkled as she handled me. She rolled my orbs firmly against each other inside their sac. She took one testicle in each hand, pressed her thumb forcefully into each ball and looked into my eyes, gauging my reaction. I saw stars from the brutal pain she was inflicting. I couldn't suppress the scream she ripped from me.

"I love the look on your face when I squeeze your balls. Does the pain excite you slut boy?"

"It really hurts, Ma'am."

"Mmm."

Her delight in delivering sexual pain to me was horrifying when I considered that Miss Maggie had intimated that she might loan me to her in the future.

Liz followed her to my bedside and shouldered her roughly away.

"Ahh, my bitch. Ready to give it up, fuck toy?"

I shook my head emphatically in the negative.

"But you will."

Maggie appeared looking over her shoulder wearing a cruel, thin smile that was the scariest part of the entire horror show.

"He looks scared, Liz. Your cock is terrifying him."

"As well it should. I'm going to change your bitch boy's life. I'm going to make you my cock whore, boy."

"No, please."

"Quiet, slut. Cooperate or this will be much worse for you, trust me."

I clammed up, battling to control my fear, sure that she meant what she had said.

Liz began gearing up, stripping down to a set of black underthings, a push up bra, garter belt and seamed stockings. Then came the leather harness of black leather holding the monster cock she would be invading my ass with. It looked huge, realistic other than for its inhuman dimension.

The thing was massive, with a large mushroom knob atop a very thick shaft covered with veins snaking up and down its length.

"You like my cock don't you, you're going to know it very well soon, in depth actually. I'll be kind and give you some lube."

She held up a bottle of lube and began coating my crack before putting a generous dribble onto her fingers before shoving them roughly into my ass. Once my hole was filled, she poured a bit onto the shaft and fat mushroom knob, stroking it with a sensuous flair reacting as if it were a real cock, moaning and gazing lasciviously at me.

I steeled myself for what was about to happen, trying to relax, knowing that there was no escaping the huge cock that would soon be stretching my virgin hole. Miss Maggie tightened my bonds and pushed me into position on hands and knees. Catherine took advantage of my position to grasp my balls in a powerful crushing grip. I yelped from the searing pain making her giggle gleefully. I looked at her weakly, pleading in my eyes to see bloodlust and joy in hers.

Liz strode up and grabbed Catherine's wrist and yanked her away from me which doubled the pain when the hand was forcefully snatched off my balls

"This bitch is mine tonight. You'll get your chance later."

Catherine skulked away but brought the smile hurting my balls had painted on her cruel face with her.

Liz began stroking my flank, slipping her fingers into my crack, teasing my hole with her fingertips and whisper huskily into my ear.

"I'm going to tear your asshole up fuckboy. You'll never be the same again once I've made you mine. You're welcome for the lube, you're going to need it."

I struggled against my bonds despite knowing it was fruitless, and my fate was sealed.

"That won't do you any good bitch"

As she climbed into position, I could sense the other women gathering closer for a better vantage to enjoy my defloration. She grabbed my hips and pressed the head of her huge dildo against my defenseless hole before hissing triumphantly.

"Your ass is mine, fuck slut."

With that she thrust powerfully driving deep into me. It felt as though a firecracker exploded when the monster cock opened my sphincter. I screamed and the assembled women oohed and aahed at my suffering.

"That's it Liz, fuck the bitch."

"Hammer his ass."

"Rip him up."

The catcalls from the crowd managed to make my suffering worse and the assault was just beginning. Liz regathered herself and thrust again, driving her phallus deeper inside me. The pain grew as her penetration deepened. She reached under to grab my already aching balls and squeezed hard so there was even more pain, and she added another thrust to that. The center of my body felt like two blowtorches were being focused on every nerve ending.

I wept from the agony wracking me and the spectators applauded my tears. Liz redoubled her efforts withdrawing partly only to slam the huge cock home unbelievably multiplying the agony.

"Tear him open."

Liz was just beginning to find her rhythm and withdrew all but an inch before driving the monster back deep into my burning rectum/ Her pounding increased in both speed and intensity as she raped my poor asshole relentlessly to the intensified encouragement from the gathered sadistic bitches.

"I want seconds."

"Fuck him harder."

The encouragement spurred her to greater, more powerful thrusts, driving me up off the bed, straining the bonds. My anguished cries sounded as though they were coming from another room as I crumpled beneath her onslaught, tears coursing down my cheeks. The huge dick pressed against my prostate but the slight pleasure that caused couldn't override the pain as I wept in utter defeat.

"I think she fucked him to death."

I vaguely heard the women applauding my utter defeat at the hands of Liz's strap on. Finally, she slid the huge thing out of me and dismounted the bed, receiving high fives from the assembled sadists.

"He's bleeding."

That explained the warm wetness I felt trickling down my aching balls. My internal ache was deep and pervasive. I thought I heard Maggie's voice whispering in my ear while I wept pitifully on the bed.

"You're mine now bitch boy."

Her hand grasped my throbbing balls and squeezed, sending a new jolt of horrible pain coursing through me. Of course, Catherine was compelled to grasp one last forceful squeeze of my ruined balls before allowing Maggie to shoo her out of the room.

I wept myself to sleep eventually after the left me in my bonds to contemplate what new horrors they would inflict on my ruined asshole and balls in the days to come.