A Tale of the Sisterhood

☆ Note - this is dark. D.A.R.K. There's bondage and homosexuality and images of extreme sex, questionable consent and blackmail and there is verbal degradation and abuse. I know this. No need to comment. Free speech.

DONT DO THIS. Hell, it's best for most of you not even to play this way. If you are considering trying any this for real. Just stop. Get Help. Talk to a professional. This is a complete and utter fantasy that will never ever happen - it's the same as

unicorns and elves and dwarves.

NOT REAL.

You've been warned.

I could see. My wife promised me that she would let me see every single cock that would be milked down my throat.

The first one being walked by the collar towards me was young and fit; his abs well defined above an exceptionally long cock. He was hooded, so I couldn't see his face and he couldn't see what was about to happen. I knew. I knew that he would be brought close to the box my head was sticking out of. His arms would be fastened securely to the top and then his ankles to the bottom. Then his cock, his very long but only semi hard cock would be inserted into my open mouth. There was no way for me to close it. The wide ring gag wouldn't allow it. The posture collar attached to my neck allowed no movement. The thick leather gimp mask had rings that were fastened to points all around the wall of the box. My wife and her circle of Mistresses and sadists in the Sisterhood had made me nothing more than a hole as effectively as anyone could.

I knew what was going to happen. I'd been on the other side before. Been right there - but I could see it all happen this time. Watch while they defiled me. My cock throbbed with the wicked thought that nothing would ever be the same after this. No longer would I be considered a '"stud". I'd be a "gimp". It was terrible and exciting and life altering.

I'd helped degrade other men before. Slamming my 8 1/2 inch, viagra fueled cock into their throats over and over like a machine while their Mistresses exhorted them to "throat that cock, faggot!"

I'd seen them break inside as I used them like a pussy. I'd even been allowed the joy of cumming down their throats. But only at my Mistress' explicit command. Such was the power she had gained over me from the day we met.

Now it was going to happen to me.

This 20 something sub had probably been groomed for this moment for months. Repeatedly denied orgasms by his Mistress while being teased and edged constantly to the point of madness, he had been taught to resist all orgasms to please his Mistress, while at the same time being fed a steady daily dose of testosterone pills provided by those wicked female MDs the Sisterhood had successfully recruited. Easy enough to keep an older slave husband as a straw man to cover for the testosterone and viagra prescriptions used on the 19 and 20 year old fucktoys. Just like my wife kept me 40, a 24 year old bi twink vet tech with a long tongue and an oral fixation and her newest addition, a thick cocked and pretty, cut, blonde 18 year old swimming champ she'd groomed from the school choir.

Yes, this was me being put out to pasture. The odds of me ever fucking my wife again were slim to none. I had a permanent chastity cage coming in the near future that was sure to prevent it. And the young blonde fucktoy was going to be breeding my wife. God my cock was dripping already, only semi hard with the mixed anxiety and excitement.

As the young Sister lead the stud closer, I could see the telltale marks of a recently removed chastity cage. This slave cock was going to be delivering a hefty load of cum from his swollen balls and prostate directly down my throat.

And I was helpless. I was going to take it all. And there were more after him. A LOT more. Usually. the whole Sisterhood turns up for a retirement or for a breaking. My wife intended this to be both. The divorce was final. My wedding ring melted down and reshaped into a permanent nose ring that would be installed at the same time as the final solution was fastened around my cock and balls. The twink had long since replaced me in my wife's bed. Hid tongue cleaning her pussy. His cock substituted for mine. My only consolation was that the little bitch had given her the tribute of a vasectomy and was only a transition piece to help train the thick cocked swimmer 22 years her junior. She was going to marry him in a month and keep his cock working her cunny until she was pregnant. That was the plan. She'd found her breeding bull. I was on cleanup with the twink going forward. After this. The only thing I could really hope for at this point was that the parade of studs about to use my throat weren't whipped into a frenzy by snorts of methamphetamine provided by their Mistresses. It all depended on how much my soon to be ex wife wanted me to suffer.

I always knew. This wasn't something that I tried to run from. I came here voluntarily.

I wanted to give this to my wife.

My wife took my virginity and has controlled my cock and my life ever since. I love her so very much.

I was a college freshman, recently liberated from the prison my overprotective single mother had created to keep her baby boy safe from all the "heathen sluts" I was forced to be around in high school, when I met my wife. She was a Chi Omega junior and I was rushing Sigma Chi when she walked up to the Frat Brother that seemed most opposed to my success.

They talked for a minute and he smilingly said "This one should do for what you're wanting. Do whatever she tells you if you want ANY chance after this weekend. Honestly, this is probably the end for you, shithead." Slapping me on the back he moved me towards her.

She was perfection. Dark blond hair to her shoulders, tight white blouse holding in full C cup tits, camel skirt over narrow boyish hips that came to just above her knees and low black heels. Merciless green eyes pierced me and she told me to follow her.

She took me down into the basement of the house and led me into a side room.

It was dark, with the only light coming in from a small window above us. Then she told me to undress.

I did. Never looking away from her eyes.

As I stood in the near darkness shivering with the joy of how wicked I was being, she stepped forward and firmly grabbed my dick.

"Well, that's more than I was expecting. Very good. You get to move onto the next round Player!"

Then she dropped my cock and moved towards a wall. She bent forward and slowly pulled up her skirt. Her young full ass was perfection with a tan line. I was about to hyperventilate.

"You have a choice boy. You can get dressed and leave now. You'll never see me again and you'll never get through Rush. Or.....you can walk over here and fuck me. I don't want you to touch me with anything but your little cock. If you do, you fail and we're done. What do you want to do?"

"I want to fuck you." I said with no hesitation.

"Of course, all the real men upstairs want to fuck me too. Why wouldn't you?

But before you do, know this; after you cum you're getting on your knees and cleaning my pussy. I have a date later and I want to be fresh. Still playing?"

"Y...yes". I didn't see any problem with doing as she asked.

"Get in my puddin' then, boy."

I walked slowly towards her gripping my cock. 8 1/2 inches of fixation. I could just barely see the lighter blond hair outlining her pussy.

"Remember don't touch. Don't hold back. Cum and then kneel."

I slid into heaven. Warm pudding, that perfectly described the first pussy that shesthed my cock and enveloped my soul and I.... whimpered like a girl. One thrust, two, three - each deeper than the one before and I bottomed out causing her to mutter "Jesus." and then I blasted 9 or 10 shots of cum into her.

Desperate. Premature. I didn't care.

It's a good thing she wanted me on my knees because I was headed there quickly; not being able to handle my first ever fuck into a real girl.

As I hit my knees, dizzy, and sucked in breath, she never moved, just said. "Crawl under my skirt boy. Suck my puddin'."

I've heard men say they were hesitant. That it was gross. That they were unsure if this didn't make them less of a man.

I didn't feel any of that. I just licked and swallowed and thanked God for this reward. Oh, and while I didn't have any crisis of masculinity, I did know one thing - If this nameless woman wanted me to go out and kill King Kong and bring her back a fur coat, I would have run out of the house naked looking for that monkey son of a bitch!

"Lick deeper. Get in there, pussyboy. Hnnng, hnng. yeah, fucking suffocate in my cummy snatch, you bitch."

"Suck. Wrap your whole mouth around and suck it......Oh my GOD!!.

She flooded my mouth and I kept sucking. My tongue was extened to the point of pain and both my hands were flat on the wall beside her thighs.

I wanted to be actually completely inside this goddess. In that moment, She owned me. Still does.

"Ooooo..too much back off, back off....lick my ass hole now bitch. Yeah. Yeah. Gently now."

I moved between the toned cheeks of her ass and gently licked the tart outside of her tight asshole. Lost in my own euphoria, I didn't care how wicked it was. I'd run into hell singing "Its A Small World" if I died tonguing that tight hole tonight.

"Mmmmm...shit are you an asseater? French kiss my ass, bitch boy. Get that tongue up in there. Oh!!"

No hesitation from me. Just an open mouth and my tongue fighting its way up inside her as far as I possibly could. My head craned back and my neck bound up and I still moved up and in.

She came actually sitting on my face with my tongue wriggling around in her bum.

"Oh God damn! You dirty bastard! Don't you stop. Don't you fucking dare stop eating my ass!"

After several orgasms, most with her feet off the ground, she told me to back up and kneel.

I watched as she slowly pullled her skirt back down and turned around.

"Shit." She said softly as she turned to face me.

"Listen to me now. You did a...an adequate job of pleasing me, boy, but you need to decide if you want to go to the next step. There's no stopping once we start and there might be some pain involved. No injury. But yeah, there's gonna be pain. So I recommend...."

"Yes."

"What? You don't know what you are asking for. You should get dressed and go. Give up Rush."

"Yeah, I don't care about that. I have to see you again."

"Yeah? What would you do to see me again, asseater?"

"Anything Ma'am." I said from my knees. "Anything. Please!"

"Then say "Yes, Miss." and don't ever look me in the eyes again. I'm going to destoy you tonight. But remember you asked for it."

I looked down at her feet and said "Yes, Miss." while my cock continued dripping slowly onto the concrete floor.

"Follow me bitch. Hands and knees."

That's how she claimed me. Miss walked me out of the darkened room into the basement hallway full of other Chi O sisters and some of their boyfriends. Down the hall and into another room.

I was ultimately led behind a sturdy plywood divider and told to step up onto the wooden step built there.

"After this I'll be using you again. Well, your mouth at least. Ever tasted Arkansas cornerback cum? Well, you will later. Its yummy!"

My first date with my wife. My first real date of my life. And there I was.

At her direction, I placed a thick blindfold over my eyes and raised my arms up where my wrists were cuffed and held wide apart. My legs were spread wider than completely comfortable and my ankles similarly attached to the wall. Then I could feel my cock and balls being pulled forward and I moved my hips to relieve the pressure. Then at least a dozen straps were somehow wrapped around me mashing me tighty to the wall. The tightest under my ass cheeks. No movement possible.

"Lean your head back, bitchboy."

I did and she slipped a dildo gag into my mouth and strapped it around my head. It was wet and tasted like her. It touched the back of my throat and I gagged a little.

"You'll get used to that...If you're going to be my pussy slave you'll be sucking cocks for me soon enough. Trust me, cornerback cocks are MUCH bigger."

She giggled and stepped off the step.

Then the step was removed and I was hung like a picture, wondering what was going to happen to me.

Just then I heard another woman's voice say " Ok, tell the gimp what's expected and lets see what happens."

Then my goddess was there again. She must have been on a smaller portable step as I could feel her soft tits behind me pressing into my naked back.

"Ok, here's what's going to happen. Your little dick and balls are hanging on the other side of the wall. Girls will come in one at a time and do things to you. On camera. You will NOT make any sounds of enjoyment. If you let them hear you enjoying it, you fail. You WILL NOT CUM. If you cum, you fail. And you will never see me again. Honestly, I'd like to ride that tongue of yours again so mind me, huh? Don't worry, the camera won't show your face, just theirs."

I just nodded my head.

"Oh and if the girls hurt you....well screaming doesn't disqualify you. We encourage screaming, begging, pleading, crying....personally it turns me on."

What? Um? Noted.

"I told you. It's too late to quit now. This is happening. Oh and tomorrow, everyone will know. You'll be able to see it in their eyes. But you won't care because you'll be mine, right?"

I tried to say " Yes Miss" but it sounded like I was swallowing a cock instead.

"Sssshhh. They're starting. Oh and after, some of the boys are going to fuck your ass while we watch, OK? And then the cameras WILL show your face and not theirs. Haha! Have fun my little bitch!"

And then she was gone.

I heard an older woman's voice this time, she had to be at least 50 and a smoker, say "Send in the Prospective Sister."

A door opened and closed and the older woman said,

"You know why you're here. Mount the stage and, demonstrating on the cock and balls, show us who you are. We want to know what kind of sound you'll make in the Sisterhood. This is your one chance."

A hand touched my cock. Began stroking it and I swallowed a moan. Another hand grabbed my balls and tugged firmly. Then a warm wet mouth started to suck on the head and I almost lost myself.

"Ok, that will do. Thank you. You will be informed of the committee's decision."

Well, I didn't cum. And I didn't moan out loud. Thankfully it stopped when it did.

Then the smoker's voice repeated the same lines again. And again. And again.

It was after the 7th prospective Sister with me quivering and covered in sweat that anything changed.

The newest candidate came on stage and upon hearing the instructions slapped my swollen balls. And I screamed into my cock gag. She didn't stop at one either. Over and over she struck me. I just bucked and screamed. It hurt so bad.

The next four girls licked and sucked while I shuddered in agony from being slapped previously.

Then the next girl recieved the instructions and I heard a swishing sound. Right as I realized it was something cutting through the air and my body was tensing to try and break my bonds, the thing struck the top of my cock. It was like I was shocked with electricity and I heard what sounded like a little girl scream...high pitched and pitiful...but the blows came again and again and eventually I realized it was me screaming. I also heard the laughter of more than one woman.

"That's enough please."

While the stokes of the whip or cane stopped, my tears and screaming didn't. l was given a few minutes to settle down then they started again.

Next up came another sucker. Then a licker and stroker. I was crying while hoping not to make noise and lose my chance at the nameless girl I felt such an attraction to while sucker after licker tried to make me cum without success.

The I heard a woman say " Last one."

And I got to hear the smoker go through her speech again.

This time my semi hard cock was completely ignored and a womans hand reached underneath and grabbed my ball sack. Not my balls themselves. Those were forced down and pressed tighly between the skin and the bottom of her hand. She pulled downward again and I screamed. Then it came. The worst thing ever. I heard the faceless girl say "shhh." At the same time she hit my balls a solid blow with something and again I lost it, I started screaming "No!" at the top of my lungs and my body bucked against the many straps holding it.

Then another "shhh." And another harder blow. Over and over. Never stopping for more than a second as my screams got louder and louder.

Tears ran freely down my cheeks.

"Ok, don't castrate it girl. That toy doesn't belong to you."

"Yes Sister. Sorry." The girl had stopped finally and dropped my balls. I'm sure I sagged visibly in my bonds. I couldn't say. I was sobbing.

"Well, usually we make a girl wait, but I think that we can safely say - Welcome to the Sisterhood." the old smoker said.

"You may go ahead and go. Don't speak to anyone about what happened here. Ever. We will notify you officially of the decision within three days along with all the others and then someone will get with you about what happens next."

I couldn't believe it was over. I couldn't believe that I had survived. I could feel my whole body shuddering and quivering, along with a deep ache in my guts that made me want to throw up.

I don't know how long I hung there. I was kinda floating in a world of pain.

I came back to myself when I heard my angel's voice in my ear.

"When that girl hit your balls with her shoe, I thought for sure you would cum again."

I shook my head no. Wondering why she would think that.

"So you like the humiliation but not the pain? That's OK. I can teach you to crave the pain, boy. You still want to be mine?

I nodded my head vigorously. I wanted in that perfect pussy again. I could still smell it in the back of my nose.

"Then you'll have to learn to cum through the pain. Like my Momma taught my Daddy. Momma finally let me know that Daddy would only to get to spurt his little dicklet through a long beating. So that's why Daddy was always so happy when Momma took the big wooden spoon up to their bedroom. I'll make you just like my Daddy."

Oh...my...God. My fucking cock was rock hard again.

"Want me to jack you off now?"

Again, I nodded my head and said "Yes, Miss!" Again it sounded like I was gargling a cock. But, I didn't need to worry, Miss had it all planned out.

"I'll jack you off, boy. I'll jack you off until my Sisters are done letting their boys use your ass. Cum whenever you want. As much as you want. You sure won't feel much like cumming again for a while."

"Yyyy, hhhhsss?"

"Why? Well, beside the crushing embarrassment from being ass fucked by...looks like about 6 guys...and probably cumming from it....and everyone knowing. I'll be using my special gloves on you. They are velcro. The scratchy kind. And I'll be jacking you off the whole time. I'm not stopping until the boys are all done. ~giggle~ You'll be so raw tomorrow, you won't be able to touch your little thing for quite a while." Miss removed the blindfold and stepped down and away from me.

" O! O! O!" Yeah, the "N" kinda got lost on the plastic cock in my mouth.

"Ok, turn the bitch out girls. I'll provide the screams." Miss said loudly.

My face was suddenly hit by bright lights and I felt the step hit the wall I was tied to.

I heard "Make it good for him baby" as rough, working hands grabbed my hips and a man's voice said "You a virgin bitch?"

Well, I was, for another 2 seconds. He wasn't fast. He was slow. He laughed behind my back as I screamed and tried to get away from his cock. Slow was worse. Once he was all the way inside my guts he said "Yeah. no coming back from this. You're a cock whore now."