Drained 1

[ It's so dark in this room, I can barely see anything.] He thought.

He couldn't really say anything either, because of the ring gag that stretched his mouth open. Couldn't remove it because she had tied his wrists to the headboard of the bed with scarves or neckties she pulled from the closet. The darkness of the room wasn't helped by the panties she pulled down over his face. She made sure to position the pungent crotch right over his nose.

"Breathe that in baby. I've been wearing these since you creamed me this morning," she whispered. "They smell like us. Lick them while you wait for me to come back. They taste like us too."

[Oh my god! She's such a freak!]

He felt her hands slide over his bare chest. Her fingers teasing his nipples. Using her nails to pinch them until they became hard.

"I'm going to put silver rings in these before the wedding. I like to tug on them while a man fucks me. George sure likes it. Really makes him pound into me! I also like to tug on a boy's nipple rings while he eats me. Tommy always liked me tugging on his rings while he sucked cum out of my pussy. Boys suck up the cum a man leaves behind. I'll probably sit on your face a lot, huh, boy."

[Shit! My cock is aching. Wait. I'ma grown man! What?]

He moaned even though he had been told not to. His dick was as hard as it had ever been, tenting the boxers she had bought him for their first Christmas together.

"Sssshhh," she scolded. "If Daddy hears you moaning, he'll kill you!"

She pulled his boxers completely off his body and gripped his balls, kneading them firmly.

"Got something for me, stud?" she teased. "Yeah, not all that much huh? Listen...George is coming by in a few minutes. Daddy always liked George. I'm thinking you can stay here and let me go take George for a little....ride. That's OK, isn't it....boy?"

[What? No! Its not OK. I'm your fiancé. You can't go riding around your hometown with your old boyfriend!]

"Sssshhh, he misses me baby. I was his fucktoy for years before I met you in college. It's only natural he wants to....ride me around again," she whispered. He could feel her breath in his ear and her fingers on his nipple again. "Besides, I already told you I'd make sure you were drained tonight. Like you've never been drained before."

[Oh god! She's telling me she's going to fuck him. He's like twelve years older than her!]

"Just wait for me baby. Don't cum until I get back from George's house. It'll be very, very late. I plan on draining George too, you see. He's a big cummer with a big, thick, long, manly cock; so it will take some time."

[Fuck No!]

"Mmmmphff," He said through the gag, again trying the security of the scarves binding his wrists.

Immediately, one of her hands grabbed his full balls and squeezed. Hard. Her other hand covered his mouth. Pressing the dirty panties into his ring gag. As she whispered, she kept shoving the dirty panties deeper between his open lips.

"I told you to be quiet," she hissed, "My father! The Sheriff? Remember? Will. Fuck. You. Up. If he sees you like this in his house. This is my little sister's bedroom and you look like a perverted freak," she said quietly.

She was a voice in the dark. She was a vise on his balls. His mouth was packed full of lace panty coated with a mixture of dried cum.

"I'll give you something to think about while I'm gone, boy. While George is draining his nuts inside my tight pussy you can think about how much your own little nuts ache. For me."

[How do I still love this freak? She's joking right? It's got to be role play? Like that time she pretended to be getting fucked at her gym and "accidentally" dialed me at work. Just role play to get me horny. I never actually heard any other guy. Just the slapping sounds and her moaning.]

He felt her move off the bed. He couldn't see at all now because one of the lacy pink pillows that covered the top half of the bed he was tied to had fallen forward with her movement.

He felt her return. And her hand pulling down his balls. Then he felt tight bands being wrapped around his nut sack. Then again and again. Then each testicle was pulled down separately and another elastic band was wrapped as tightly as it could go, holding each nut in its own separate pouch of tight skin.

Her mouth on the tip of his straining dick was a brief explosion of pleasure before he could feel a band being worked over the head of his straining rod. When it was painfully tight right behind the crown, he felt a hand press down on the pillow over his face. He barely heard her speak before the pain hit.

"Remember, baby, you made me do this to you."

Her other hand started running down his shaft. Gripping tightly. Moving the tight elastic band down to the base of his hard cock like rolling the rubber band off of a newspaper.

His legs kicked and he bucked and he screamed through the panties but her weight on the pillow held him still enough that he went nowhere. He felt her slide a leg over his and lay her body weight over him as she continued rolling the band down until it was all the way at the base of his cock.

"One more baby. This one will be even tighter," she whispered not caring if he heard.

[No! No! No! I can't]

"I'm gonna get my pussy wrecked tonight. You'll stay here like a good little bitch while you suck the cum from my panties. Then I'm coming home to show you how our marriage is gonna work. You're might as well learn what a creampie is now. Because I'm not giving up big cocks just because I'm married."

The next band was placed tightly right below the head of his pulsing dick and left there. Then he felt her spend a few long agonizing minutes jacking him off. It was hell. She used her thumbnail to ravage the tip of his dick. Scratching it roughly. Giggling at his choked and muffled screams.

The pillow was pulled off of his face finally and he could just barely get a full breath of cool air.

"I'll be back in a few hours. Filled like a jelly donut and looking to be sucked out...Tommy."

[That's not my name! Don't call me that!]

"You smell like him, you know. That cologne I bought you? It's what he wore. He was the best cum sucking, pussy eater I ever had....until I met you. But tonight, Tommy," she sighed, "Tonight you're probably going to have to be my little ass eater too before you're done. George has always left his last load in my ass ever since he took it after the prom."

His cock was raw and hard and getting harder. His hands were useless and his legs felt nothing but air when he tried to get purchase.

His balls had started to ache.

"Remember that, if my father catches you, you're probably going to end up in his jail. It would be a shame if some pervert criminals turned you out before your own fiancé had a chance to pop your ass cherry on the honeymoon. I would probably call off the wedding and ask Daddy to keep you in there until you were broken. For what you did to me."

He could hear her fake "sniff sniff" echo through the darkened room.

"Be extra quiet after I leave, boy. My parent's room is right next door. The head of their bed is right against the wall to your left."

He saw the bedroom door open and was tempted to call out for help but the thought of her threats about what her father could, and would, do to him held him back. After he saw her slip out and close the door almost silently he again found himself as good as blind in the darkened room.

His wrists were firmly tied and his hands were a little numb. His shoulders were stretched above his head, not painfully but uncomfortably. His dick was hard and throbbing. But his immediate focus was on his balls.

It was painful when she tied them. That turned into a sort of burning as she was exiting the room. Now, though, they were starting to ache and instead of making his dick shrink, it did the opposite. That ache. That growing ache was making his rod harder. The ache was steadily spreading, making him whimper as he tried, without success, to move his hips in such a way that his balls could get relief.

It didn't matter. Legs opened or closed. Laid flat or pulled up to his chest. The aching pain kept growing and his cock responded.

[Please God! Let this be a joke. Let her be downstairs and not with her ex. Let her...]

His thoughts were interrupted by sounds from the master bedroom next door. He could hear thumps and snippets of conversation.

"Doors locked. Kids in bed..."

Head board hitting the wall.

"Put you to bed old man!"

Giggles and grunts. A hand slapping flesh.

"Spead em!"

"Fill me up, Big Daddy!"

The sounds of sex. Moaning. Grunting.

"Gu...gu...guahhhh!"

"Mmmmm, yeah Big Daddy!"

The sex lasted longer than he expected it would. Certainly longer than he had ever lasted with his fiancé.

Time passed, but he only knew the ache of his bound balls. He was swimming in it. Fully immersed in the pain. Panting through the panties shoved into his cheeks. His eyes closed.

He missed the bedroom door opening and closing again. He felt a hand touch his thigh and trail up towards his crotch.

The hand gripped his tightly bound balls and rolled them around in the palm. Inspected them by rough feel. Then gripped them tightly.

The voice, a female, giggled softly at his reaction to this assault on his manhood.

"Sssshhh," the voice whispered. "You definitely don't want to wake up Big Daddy."

[Who is this? It sounds like her Mother!]

"You know, my daughter is just using you for your money. And your mouth. She's like me. We both appreciate a nice, soft, cum eating mouth on a boy."

[Unggg! Unggg! Please stop!]

"By now, Ol' George should balls deep in your new fiancé, boy. Does that turn you on? Does it make your mouth water? Tell you what. You don't have to wait. You can eat some warm cum right now. I'm positively full of it! Big Daddy always gives a big load."

[What? No! Nasty bitch! I'm not eating sloppy seconds!]

He felt her climb up onto the bed and throw a leg over his body. He tried to move his head away from where he thought her crotch was. He felt her finger enter his mouth and hook the panties he'd been sucking on. They were quickly pulled out of his mouth and she sat down on his face.

[God no! Ugh! It's sour! Arghhh! Not my balls!]

He felt her lay forward across his chest and abdomen at the same time she gripped, twisted and pulled his nuts upwards still maintaining her weight on his open mouth.

"Taste it. Yeah. Lick it. Eat it. You're going to swallow all of Big Daddy's cum. One way or another. Get to sucking," she said quietly and in a matter of fact manner.

He realized quickly he had no choice. She literally had him by his balls. And she was squeezing them. He began moving his tongue back and forth into the soft folds of her sour tasting cum filled cunt. He could feel her wetness cover his lips and chin.

"Deeper. Really get in there and dig for it," she said in a whisper. "Tommy."

[No! No! Oh my god! I'm not a Tommy!]

He could feel her shift her weight up and back towards his head. Felt her hands reaching down and grasping the lips of her pussy. Felt her spread herself wide apart and settle her weight down. His fiance's mother had completely covered his nose and mouth with her dripping wet, recently used hole.

"Ever pass out eating cunt? Huh, Tommy? Make me cum before you...go? To sleep....that is.....hehehe."

He knew he had to work harder. he thrust his tongue as deep inside her as he could and started moving it back and forth as quickly as he could. He was rewarded repeatedly with mouthfuls of pungent cunt drippings that he was forced to swallow. Again and again he choked the sour tasting wetness down his throat. It tasted nothing like her daughter's sweet snatch. But his soon to be mother in law was a smoker and a drinker and maybe that translated into the flavor of, what he would describe as a wet, cheap, smokey, pool hall mop. He was having trouble breathing. Trouble enough to maintain his tongue's active probing. He started bucking his head and his hips. The ache from her squeezing his balls had spread to his guts. She never lost complete contact with his face. Evidently, she was an accomplished rider. He wasn't going to be able to break the seal of her cunt to his face.

[She's laughing. Having a ball.]

"Mmmmmm, yeah. Now you're getting up in my pussy! Tickle me deep, slut. Eat that cum!" she said as she panted and posted on his face. "I've got something for you too. Little bitches seem to like it a lot."

When she finally came he was almost blacked out, but his tongue was still moving weakly deep inside her body and her orgasm filled his mouth with thick clinging slime he had to work to swallow. But even after repeated swallows the sticky sour taste never quite left his mouth and throat.

As she moved off of him he reveled in the sweet taste of cool night air and didn't notice her reach down beside his thigh and grab the next torment she had planned.

"Time for long dick training," she whispered.

He was confused and slightly dizzy from her ride so he didn't grasp what was happening. Of course, he couldn't see in the darkness and he was still wrestling with the taste of the thick cum slime she had left coating his mouth and throat. But could feel the smooth firmness of the long dildo as it hit his tongue.

[Wha...? Wait! Stop! Stop!]

He tried to grab the invader but his hands were still firmly bound. He tried to close his mouth but the ring gag prevented that. There was nothing he could do to stop her from sliding the dildo past the back of his throat and deeper still.

"Swallow it, Tommy, You're going to have to learn this,'" she said.

It was smooth and long and floppy and he swallowed in self defense as she just kept pressing it. He thought it had to be at least a foot long as the fake cock continued to travel down his throat. Triggering and continuing well past his gagging point. It was like a bucket full of ice water hit him when he felt her hand against his skin and heard the rubber cock click into place against the ring gag.

"You'll get used to it. Just lay there and gag like a bitch. I'll be back in a minute," she said as she left him there on her youngest daughter's bed.

His mind was blank with the overstimulation. He couldn't see. Didn't really want to at this point. He could breath. After a fashion. Between gagging fits. His balls had gone numb. His cock too.

She returned after a while. The gagging had stopped as he had calmed down and he could hear the door open and close softly. Felt her presence as she moved beside him and climbed onto the bed. He felt her hand as it removed the tight bands from his cock. The burning as blood returned. Then she fumbled with, and finally started unwinding the bindings on his balls. As the pain hit, she had to cover his dildo gagged mouth with the pillow to muffle the sound of his moans.

Next he felt the cold of steel against the abused skin of his scrotum and he froze in place not understanding that the tiny ring she forced his balls and dick through one after the other was a chasity cage. A very small, very secure cage that she and her daughter had picked out together online. She had worked with this one enough in preparation for tonight, that she could successfully imprison his modest dick and balls by feel alone. His ordeal having been overwhelming. His dick was only semi hard and provided no impediment to her success.

Once lined up correctly a simple click of a lock would hold him chaste until she and her daughter could apply the JB weld later after her husband left for the jail.

"Pull your knees up and back to your shoulders Tommy. Or Momma Shellie is gonna hurt you. You don't want that do you?" she whispered.

[No! No. I don't. Whatever she wants. Just do it. They can't keep me locked up forever.]

He slowly did as she commanded and pulled his knees back. It took him longer than he expected. He discovered that he was exhausted from the ordeal already. He didn't fight it when she tied his knees to his shoulders.

"All you bitches are just alike. Spreading your legs so Shellie can fuck you up the ass."

His mind went blank and his cock lurched as much as possible in the nub of a cage he was locked into. Moaning in protest around the cock still opening his throat just resulted in a swift slap to his sore balls, which made him scream, which was cut off by another gagging fit accompanied by her soft laughter.

"You'll get used to it. Bitches like you always do, Tommy," she whispered.

He felt her hand grab his nut sack. Her index finger and thumb circled above his balls and pulled downwards towards his virgin asshole. Her other hand covering his face with the thick pillow again.

"Will this be your first sissygasm Tommy?" she teased.

He felt her release his balls with relief. Nothing happened for several minutes although she didn't move off of the bed.

"Take a deep breath, slut," She said quietly, "Momma Shellie is about to change your life. Nothing will ever be the same for you again."

[What the fuck? Wet. Cold. My ass! Get away. No! No! Arghhh!]

He felt it. Thick and smooth and cold and wet. Slippery. Touching his virgin asshole. It felt like a log. The 8 inch long curved dildo was lubed and hard and being pressed relentlessly into his hole. He tried to wiggle to dodge the inevitable. Screamed as quietly as he could as the invading silicon dong stretched him wide, like a new bride on her wedding night.

He couldn't hear Momma Shellie's quiet laughter as she sissyfied her daughter's fiancé over his own sobs.

"Ooooo...just a couple of more inches and then we csn really get started on draining you bitch," Shellie whispered into the dark room. "There's no coming back from what's going to happen to you tonight. You won't be able to look another man in the eye ever again."

[Oh, no, no, damn!]

Then he felt the dildo turn on. Low throbbing vibrations exploded inside his stretched out hole. Shellie shifted her hand down and angled the dildo to rake back and forth across his prostate. He heard a high keening sound coming up from his gut and past the rubber cock his throat was still trying to swallow fully.

[Naaaaggh! Nahg, Nagh, Nmnuckkk!]

He came then. cock half hard and straining at his cage. Ruined and miserable but still a throbbing earth shattering orgasm. He panted through the agony.

"Yeah, you just came from being spit roasted on a couple of cocks," she teased. "Or was it the massive creampie you ate that got you so hot? Either way, you're a sissy bitch now for sure."

[Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god. I...I...have to get away. I can't be here.]

"You made a sticky mess in your little cage sissy," Momma Shellie said as she slid two cum coated fingers around the lips of his still gasping mouth, coating them with his own jism. "You're welcome. Now hold on, bitch. I'm going drain you dry."

He felt the pillow as she placed it over his face again. Felt her left hand hold it into place as she knelt on the bed between his tied open thighs. Felt the vibrations of the curved dildo kick up a notch in strength and rhythm. Felt her press the thick head of it upwards. Felt her start the process of draining.

He felt it all. The deep back and forth pressure on his prostate that steadily milked him dry into his cage. Streams, then pulses and then drip by drip. Momma Shellie worked her dildo and he screamed into the pillow.

When it was over and she removed the thick vibrator he felt empty. His balls, his prostate, his mind, his very soul...all empty. He'd stopped gagging on the head of the dildo hanging down the back of his throat. Had learned to take it. To breathe around it. To his shame he realized he had learned to cum from it. He'd definitely never been drained like this before.

[They will all know. All my friends. All of her family. My family. They'll be able to tell.]