Dans New Life 03 The Team Mascot

Author's Forward:

A quick warning: things will be going in a bit of a different direction for Dan for the next three installments or so. If you don't care about spoilers, just check the story tags to get an idea of what I mean. If that particular act is not your thing, no worries, but I would really appreciate avoiding a lot of disheartening kink shaming comments, so maybe just skip the next few installments if you have strong, negative feelings about it. Thanks for reading!

Other than that, just the usual disclaimer: This is the third entry in a multi part sequel to two series I have already written and published on this website, called "Strip Club Tease Toy" and "Tease Toy Orientation". I tried (as always) to write this new installment to be as friendly to new readers as possible...but honestly, my advice is to just go read that stuff first, if you haven't yet. I may be biased, but I think it's way more fun that way.

Dan's New Life 03: The Team Mascot

Chapter 1: The Day After

After Dan's humiliating, massive orgasm as the sun set on his birthday party, after he had spent the rest of the evening lapping desperately between the tight, quivering thighs of each of the Tease Club owners, he had almost immediately begun to wonder what his "Birthday Present" meant about his "Sunday Hearing" the next night. Since he had become an unwitting tease slave to the blonde and voluptuous Sarah, the soft and loving Destiny, the inventive and sadistic Trixie, the cruel and refined Lexie, and the tough and commanding Krista, Sunday had been the only day that Dan was able to earn even the remote chance of an orgasm. But his birthday had been on a Saturday...

He hadn't needed to wonder long, however, as Sunday evening came around fast enough. After heading back to Sarah's apartment with her Saturday night once the party had died down, the blonde seductress had immediately resumed her soft, flirtatious, and relentless cock teasing of Dan, and when she drove him back to the Tease Club Sunday evening, his cock was throbbing and oozing in anticipation of another orgasm, despite his release the night before.

He had arrived, expecting to be immediately put into the Chippendale style "uniform" that the girls were so fond of making him wear on the nights of Hearings, but as soon as he had stripped down for Sarah, she had lead him immediately into the Break Room, and had begun strapping him into the remote controlled bondage bench that Trixie so lovingly called "The Chair". The difference in the opening festivities immediately made him nervous, but he clung desperately onto the hope that he might actually have a chance to cum again this evening.

Since turning his life blindly over to these women almost a month earlier, Dan had quickly learned the most horrifying curse of his predicament: no matter how much he yearned to cum, no matter how satisfying, and explosive, and exquisite it felt when he was finally allowed to erupt, the satisfaction never lasted. One orgasm a week (at MOST, and then only if he was very lucky) was just not enough to relieve his aching blue balls or his desperate sexual hunger for any significant length of time. 20 or 30 minutes after he had exploded on his birthday, his cock had grown rock hard again, and he had felt that familiar, needy, dull hunger begin to return to his scrotum.

As Sarah strapped him into The Chair now, his other owners strutted into the room. And as Sarah slowly disrobed for Dan's crawling eyes, the other women strutted silently around his body, until each was lightly touching him, cooing slightly as they stroked at his helpless, naked form.

"You know sweetie," Sarah began, purring as she spread the base of The Chair, splitting his bound legs and allowing her to creep her soft fingertips slowly up his inner thighs, "TECHNICALLY, you're supposed to be in Mistress Mode until tomorrow after failing the test last week..." Dan froze at those words, and the chubby, big breasted blonde had giggled, wrinkling her freckled nose at his reaction. Dan had spent the last week in a device that shocked him every time time he was about to cum, after he had failed another one of their impossible tests, and they had used it to tease him to the brink of insanity for the entire week.

Sarah continued in an innocent voice, smiling sweetly at him, her blue eyes glittering with laughter, "But...the girls and I were talking, and we all decided that after letting you cum, and turning off the voltage for the rest of the night, it would be kind of silly to turn it back on for less than a day..."

Destiny, who was standing by his lower hip, chimed in, her deep, warm, large eyes making him feel weak as she leaned forward, pressing her massive mocha breasts together, "So I suggested that we just do your Monday Test a day early and get it out of the way!" She moved closer, her hand sliding up his chest until it found one of his exposed nipples, and she began plucking at it sensuously while she purred, "Besides, after the generous gift we gave our little Tease Toy yesterday, I think his poor frustrated cock is going to have a much easier time of it." She batted her eyes at him sweetly, and breathed, "What do you think of that idea, baby? Would you like a chance to avoid an extra day of Mistress Mode?"

Dan's mind raced, as he looked around from one beautiful buxom stripper to the next. Dan thought he truly might do anything to avoid another day of Mistress Mode. And Destiny had been right, that despite the growing hunger in his loins, he was not quite NEARLY as desperate as he had been only 24 hours ago. But the Monday Test could be almost impossible under the wrong circumstances, and it had seemed like all FIVE of them were going to administer it at once today. He stared, silent and thinking as fast as he could while he tried to calculate his best option, but a flash of annoyance on Destiny's face threw him into a panic, and he finally burst out, "YES! Yes please Destiny, I don't want to get shocked again, please do the test today, you're all so generous..."

Sarah had nodded in approval at Dan's babbling, very pleased with how thoroughly they had broken this arrogant man. It had been only weeks ago that Dan had strutted through the world with a holier than thou attitude that was as infuriating as it was unearned. And now here he was, naked, mewling, begging, entirely at her mercy and loving every moment of it. "Good, Dan," she had giggled, as her fingers crawled up his innermost thighs, and she began to tickle lightly at his already swelling testicles, "You already know all the rules, so just be a good boy, okay? No talking or begging for one hour if you don't want your poor little balls getting shocked for another week..."

Dan nodded, trembling as Sarah checked the clock and began. Dan stiffened in his bindings, expecting all five of them to descend on him at once as soon as the games got started, but the others just continued to lightly stroke at him as Sarah's soft, teasing fingers slid slowly up from the base of his cock. None of them spoke, or did anything but stare at him, as they lightly petted every inch of his body. Dan's mind raced in the silence. The Monday Test tonight? What did that mean for the Sunday Hearing? Was it canceled? Or would he have a chance to earn release after the test was over?

He shivered and trembled under the soft teasing touch of the girls, and his eyes bugged out of his head as he watched Sarah's fingers writhe playfully about 3/4 of the way up his shaft, never quite reaching his aching purple cock head. He had been tempted to ask Sarah about the Sunday Hearing all day, but had been so afraid of the answer that he had kept his questions to himself. Now, however, he cursed himself: it would have been so much better just to KNOW while he was put through this, he thought to himself as he gritted his teeth, trying and failing to thrust deeper into Sarah's hands as the Chair held him firmly in place.

During the Monday Test, whoever was teasing him (usually Lexie) almost always talked endlessly as they edged and tortured him, saying anything they could think of to tease him into speaking and failing. But tonight, all five women were completely silent, quietly staring deeply into his eyes as they played with him. The effect was eery, and he found himself shivering as he looked from Lexie's piercing green eyes to Trixie's mischievous dark ones, wishing he could escape their gaze somehow.

It was almost 10 minutes of nothing but the sounds of Dan gasping and wheezing before someone finally spoke, and it turned out to be Krista. "You know," she said suddenly in her tough, Bronx-y accent, as her soft nails teased against Dan's underarm, making him giggle, "We've been REALLY good to our Tease Toy this weekend..." She snapped her gum juicily as she looked up and down his trembling body with playful eyes, "We gave him his precious little cummies yesterday, in front of ALLLLL those sexy girls...and now, today we're taking a day off his punishment? I think, if Danny boy were a gentleman, he'd do something to thank us for being such good owners."

"Oooh, I like that idea" Sarah purred, as she continued to lightly brush her fingers against just the edges of Dan's cock, making him pump and thrust with heartbreaking futility at the open air, "What did you have in mind, Krista?" Krista licked her lips as her deep chocolate eyes glittered, and she continued to tickle maddeningly at his armpit as she laughed and said, "Honestly? After we let him spurt all that sticky cum all over the place, while so many sexy girls cheered for him? I think he should offer to wait another week before his next Hearing!"

Dan stifled a groan, trying again desperately to thrust his hips, heartbroken but not quite surprised. Deep in his heart, he knew that hoping for an orgasm two days in a row with these women was a pipe dream, and he had been stupid to hope for it. Still, despite all of that, he felt real tears of disappointment well up in his eyes, and he forced them back. But when Lexie spoke up next, her words destroyed his composure completely.

"Wait a minute my darling, just to clarify," the pale, freckled redhead said to Krista, in her soft, icy, composed voice, "You're talking about having our precious Daniel skip next week, correct?" Her emerald eyes shone brightly at him as she teased and plucked at one of his nipples, "I mean, there's no way that any of us were even THINKING about giving our little Tease Toy another release tonight, right?"

The tears Dan had been fighting back burst forward uncontrollably, as Krista laughed and responded, "Oh duh, there's no way he was EVER going to pop again tonight...that would be WAY too soon" She had leaned forward as she spoke, her soft, brown tight curls bouncing adorably around his face as she playfully used him, "Well Dan? Don't you think we deserve a thank you for how generous all your owners are? Don't you think you should wait another two weeks before you have another chance to cum for us?"

Dan had started shaking, his body wracked with sobs, and he bit his tongue to stay silent as he shook his head violently "no". Krista had leaned forward then, and gently wiped the tears from his cheek, before whispering in her husky, tough girl accent, "You know, Danny boy, if you don't say anything, we'll just have to assume that you agree with us... Is that what you want? You want us to cancel the Hearing next week?" Almost the instant the last word came out of her soft, full lips, Sarah's fingers finally crept to his desperate cock head, and he began to thrash as her fingertips swirled precum around his tip.

He strained wildly, desperately attempting to escape his bonds, his mind whirling: two more weeks? Or say something and it's back in Mistress Mode for another week of hell? Oh Jesus...He was so trapped in his thoughts that he had completely forgotten how inescapable the bindings of The Chair really were, and despite the straining cords of his muscles, or the light sheen of sweat that broke out over his body, he didn't move more than a millimeter. As Krista giggled and asked him what was wrong, he burst out into a warbling sob as he desperately shook his head "no" so quickly that he began to feel dizzy.

"Sarah, how long does Dan have in his test?" Krista said, laughing at his panic. "45 minutes" Sarah responded, as she dipped and swirled her wet fingertips against the slit at the head of his cock until they were glistening with precum. "Well then," Krista said, her soft lips spreading into a huge, beautiful smile, "I guess you have about 44 minutes to say something then, Danny boy, before we cancel your next cummies..." She strutted slowly up to the head of the Chair, and spun expertly on her clear, glittery, stripper heels, before grabbing the back of his head, and mashing his face against her full, naked, bottom, "So you better think long and hard about what you want."

As Dan realized what this meant, that the girls were essentially putting him in a position to choose between another week in Mistress Mode, or another two weeks without the chance to cum, the other girls descended on him like a pack of vultures, groping and kissing at every inch of his body, rubbing themselves against him, moaning in his ears, licking at his chest, and arms, and neck. He felt sobbing, confused frustration overtake him completely beneath a wriggling, soft, warm pile of girls as he began straining at his bondage again. He knew he couldn't take another week of Mistress Mode.

But he wasn't quite sure how much more of this he could take either.

Chapter 2: New Challenges

Dan somehow managed to stay silent, and make what he knew was the better call. He knew how much more torture these women would have put him through with a taser wrapped around his testicles for another eight days. But as the next two weeks wore on and on, he found it harder and harder to believable remind himself of that. While he wasn't in any physical pain this way (except for the gnawing ache constantly pulsing from his testicles), the sexual agony these women kept him in through simple tease and denial mind games was extraordinary.

Every weeknight Dan was in the Break Room of The Tease, being excruciatingly tortured from 6-9pm, and then left as a plaything for any dancer on a break from 9pm to midnight. And while those private sessions in the first part of the evening were always the worst part of the night, being on "entertainment duties" from 9 to midnight was no picnic either. Whenever he was alone in the room, a constant loop of porn videos would be playing for him on the screens. And every night, after enduring hours of teasing, he would eventually lose control and begin to stroke himself. But every time that it happened, every time he began to fondle himself, one of the women seemed to come in within 1 or 2 minutes, laughing at him mercilessly each time they caught him. He began to suspect that they were watching him somehow and doing it intentionally, but he couldn't seem to stop himself from trying.

The endless stream of videos constantly playing each starred at least one of the women from the Buena Vista who had stood around him cheering and laughing as he had cum on his birthday, which was a constant, arousing reminder of his humiliation that day. And as each video started, the title gave the performer's name, so that he soon had learned the name of each neighbor of Krista's that they were tormenting him with.

Sasha Foxxx, the lithe, cat eyed beauty that had taken pictures of him and giggled uncontrollably as he came, was featured prominently, slowly teasing one cock after another. Erica Campbell was another, a soft, curvy brunette with round breasts and a gorgeous face, who constantly stroked herself in sheer stockings. In almost every video, she cooed at him to touch himself in a soft voice that began to seem more and more teasingly cruel. Raquel Roper, a dark eyed, raven haired beauty with a talented tongue, drew his attention every time she appeared, expertly licking one cock after another to the edge and back as she stared into him through the screen.

The names went on and on. There was wide eyed Ashley Alban, who's twerking videos were almost as hypnotic to him as the videos of her playful teasing the camera with her jiggling round ass and tight, fake breasts. Emily Lynn, who had the fluffiest, most drool inducing ass Dan had ever seen, fucked dildo after dildo for him as he paced around the room trying not to masturbate, her dark hair bouncing almost as much as her round bottom. Then there was Ambercutie, a chubby, stacked cam girl who danced and bounced, grinning at the camera from behind cute, tiny, black glasses as she fucked herself with a vibrator. A state of the art surround sound system installed throughout the Break Room ensured that Dan was constantly attacked with soft, teasing voices; wet, gasping moans; and shuddering squeals of pleasure from each woman.

After the third day of this, Dan had entered the Break Room that night to find every single wall mounted with a big screen TV, and the instant his 9 to midnight shift started, they each began playing new videos simultaneously, one after another. By the end of week one, he had learned every name in the montage, and had realized that there were exactly ten names on this list. Two of them, an angelic faced, dominant young woman with a playful bratty energy named Natalya, and a wild and All American blonde with perky tits and streaks of pink in her hair named Anabelle Pync, often appeared in videos together, writhing against some helpless sub they were relentlessly cockteasing.

Jamie Valentine, a confident, voluptuous Latina woman with a youthful, bossy attitude and a taste for foot worship, played constantly as well, and Dan couldn't help but drool over her cute little toes wiggling at the camera as she laughed at him from every direction. Ellie Idol, a gorgeous cam girl with a talent for scene work rounded out the bunch, using her soft, innocent face, and playfully cruel voice to tease him every night. Sasha and Erica and Raquel and Ashley and Emily and Amber and Natalya and Anabelle and Jamie and Ellie. Again. And again. And again. Every night. For almost three hours, and always after some of the most excruciating and creative cockteasing he had ever experienced.

Anytime he did succumb to his animal urges, one of the Tease girls was there, like clockwork, and after a few minutes of laughing at him while he tried to deny it, whoever it was would usually join him on the couch, and lightly play with his cock while they asked him what he liked about each of the video girls.

Each of the Tease Club girls teased him in some different way each time they caught him: when Destiny or Sarah caught him, they usually made him sit still as they slid his cock between their tits while he watched one video after another, giggling and stroking lovingly against his throbbing cock between their massive melons as they made fun of his incessant masturbation. Lexie enjoyed pressing her stiletto heels firmly against the underside of his cock whenever she caught him, pushing his throbbing shaft back and forth against his belly as she asked him which pornstar he though sucked cock better, or demanded that he describe what he wished he could do to each one.

Krista enjoyed making him get on all fours in front of the couch every time she caught him, and demanded that he spread his legs widely, so she could sit behind him and watch the videos with him while she lightly fondled her toes against the backside of his exposed scrotum. As she watched him drool and asked him questions, she would slide her toes playfully up and down the underside of his taint, and (in moments that made his breath catch in his throat in terror) even press them playfully against his pucking anus, threatening and teasing to go deeper.