Julia and I had been a hot and heavy item for nearly a year. Our sex was wild, hot, and adventurous. From the first time we were together I was amazed at how hot she could get me, how she could will me to perform again and again until I was sore.
The first night we were together was a wild, animalistic fuck. In short order Julia had my dick rock hard and ready for a second time after a quick first shot, and she rode me to her first of several orgasms. Refusing to let me rest after my second shattering orgasm, she straddled my face for a sloppy tongue bath until she came two more times. Unrelenting, she manipulated my dick into one final erection, and drained my last few drops after hours of screwing. This type of scene was more the rule than the exception, and I enjoyed months of physical, almost athletic sex. One night she even coaxed me to a fourth orgasm, then laughed at my wasted form. She never tired of screwing, often insisting on my baring my cock in the car in the most public of parking lots. She would hike up her skirt, and climb aboard for a quicky.
Julia was not a stunning beauty, but possessed a classically handsome face that matched her prep school breeding. To meet her for the first time, you would never dream she was a nymphomaniac. She was about 5'4", had a nice round protruding butt and thin waist, with a very small bust. She was in fact nearly flat chested, but was so convinced of her sexiness that her boyish breasts became instantly arousing. After months of passionate screwing, we shared our deepest fantasies. Julia confided her deep desire for sex with another woman, a desire she had never acted on. But she didn't stop there, she described in detail the woman she wanted. A woman who couldn't be more different from Julia. She dreamed of tall, strong, bitchy women. Women who knew what they wanted, and demanded it. But most of all, Julia dreamed of shapely women. Women with a well defined waist and hips, but with very large breasts. Anything less than a D cup need not apply. She described her dream woman in vivid, passionate detail as we lay in bed. She caressed my rigid erection in lazy fashion as she described her amazon like partner with a massive bustline, both of them locked in heated embraces. She kissed me passionately and guided my head to her sopping pussy, grinding against my face for a powerful explosion. Curiously, as she continued to talk about her fantasy lover, I became increasingly intimidated by her vision. After she used my face for her pleasure she laid back and offered her dripping hot snatch to me. As she demanded a good hard fucking, my cock had gone completely limp. No amount of effort on my part could coax him into action as I desperately tried to fill her need. Julia laughed, and demanded that my tongue do what my cock could not. When she was finally sated after her second orgasm, my jaw ached and my dick was finally hard. Julia again giggled as she eyed my now urgent need. She gently reached and took my hand. With her hand over mine, she wrapped my fingers around my hard-on and began a stroking motion. I blushed deeply as she stood and whispered in my ear, "I think you know what to do. This will teach you not to disappoint me next time." and left me to masturbate. "Don't forget to clean up your mess," she directed over her shoulder as she walked away, pulling on her robe. I was ashamed, but too turned on to stop tugging.
Julia and I worked in the same office. Our professional life was just that, no one in our office ever suspected our affair. One morning I was working busily on my computer when Laurie, our controller, walked into my office to introduce her new assistant Lisa. Lisa had just joined us from a competitive firm, and would be a valuable asset. I had my back to the door as Laurie walked in and announced that I needed to meet Lisa. I turned and stood to greet the two of them and was astounded at what I found in front of me. Lisa was about 5'8", with long brown hair loosely tied to the back of her head. She had a strong, broad shouldered frame with very narrow hips and even narrower waist. Her whole appearance was dominated by an enormous pair of breasts, breasts so large that I couldn't help but stare. While Lisa dressed conservatively and appropriately, there was no hiding such an impressive set of assets. I was momentarily helpless to do anything but stare at the incredible swell under her blouse. I blushed profusely, stuck out my hand and stammered "Glad to meet you."
It was painfully obvious to Laurie what a fool I had just made of myself. Lisa didn't acknowledge my staring, but coolly responded, "Good to meet you." While I'm sure that she noticed my reaction to her bustline, I'm sure that she was quite used to the effect her breasts have on men. Laurie and Lisa moved on to the next office, leaving me to marvel at her departing butt, my head swimming with the vision of the largest breasts I had ever seen on such a thin shapely form. As I sat back down at my desk I became acutely aware of the bulge in my shorts, and pondered whether I should head for the men's room to relieve my fully erect cock.
I met Julia for lunch that day, and she immediately started talking about Lisa.
"Did you see the tit's on that chick." she asked in a voice dripping with envy. "She gets any guy she wants, that's for sure. She's just average looking, but with that body her pickup line is Yo, com'ere. Those things didn't sag a bit either. She is better than centerfold material!"
I was a bit embarrassed by Julia's wanton admiration of Lisa, and her dialogue kept up through most of lunch. As we walked back from lunch, we found Lisa outside the building smoking a cigarette. I politely said hello and once again admired her chest. Lisa ignored me.
Safely in the lobby, I murmured to Julia, "See, she isn't perfect, she smokes."
"Like any guy is going to reject that body because she smokes," Julia retorted.
I silently had to agree, and noticed that just my brief glance at Lisa had once again created an uncomfortable bulge in my underwear.
Over the next few weeks, Julia and Lisa became increasingly friendly. While Lisa could not have been more indifferent to me, Julia insisted that she was alot of fun. Soon, Julia and Lisa were having lunch every day. Julia, sensing that Lisa was not wild about me, stopped trying to include me. The two of them were everywhere together, and Julia's demeanor was always solicitous and flirtatious. More than once I caught her staring at Lisa's enormous bosom in open admiration. Their three times a week aerobics session at a local all womens gym was enough to send Julia scurrying home for a heavy session with her vibrator. Just the thought of Lisa's body in tight spandex had created several intense masturbations sessions of my own. Julia and I continued to meet weekly for a date and sex, but the sex started to cool off. The once wild passion had been reduced to a perfunctory session. Julia never offered to give me head any longer, but would merely lay back after my tongue had serviced her to two orgasms, and allow me to enter her missionary style. After I was done, she would disappear to the bathroom, and dress quickly to leave. We continued to be friendly, but more than once she canceled dates for after-work plans with Lisa. I began to worry when she actually refused to have sex after a dinner date, saying she wasn't in the mood. I persisted, I hadn't gotten any in two weeks since she had cancelled our date the previous week.
Julia roughly grabbed my hand and snapped, "You might have to start buying flowers for your fist full time if you keep it up, cause it's the only thing that you will be humping soon."
I began to worry about the apparent effect that Julia's friendship with Lisa was having on our relationship. My growing dislike for Lisa was not isolated. Word rapidly got around the office that Lisa might have a great bod, but she basically was a bitch.
The morning after Julia had refused to have sex, she came by to see me about noon. She invited me to dinner that Friday, and said she would make up for lost ground after dinner. I was shocked, as Julia and I never discussed social plans in the office, but was too horny to get indignant at this infraction. Julia sat on my desk, ran her toes over my crotch, and instructed me to pick her up at 7. I was happy to hear that I was going to get laid again, even if it was the much tamer sex we had been having lately.
Friday evening finally came, and I picked Julia up for dinner. We went to a favorite Italian place, and split a bottle of wine. Julia seemed distracted through dinner and I started to fear that I would be shut out again. However, as the check came Julia whispered in my ear "My place, now!" and scurried for the door. The whole drive home Julia caressed my upper thigh, and twice ran her fingers over my semi-erect shaft. We laughed on the climb up the stairs to her apartment about a miscue our waiter had made.
At the door, Julia kissed me passionately and said, " You are in for something special, just trust me." She opened the door and led me in.
In her living room I was shocked to find Lisa, casually reading a magazine. She said hello to Julia, and ignored me. Lisa was wearing a tightly fitted pair of jeans, and a white t-shirt that barely contained her enormous bosom. As she returned to reading, she removed a cigarette from a pack of Marlboro Lights on the table, placed it between her full lips and lit it. As she sent a plume of smoke skyward, she instructed Julia to get her an ashtray. Her tone definitely was not asking, and seemed curious to me. Julia scurried off.
When Julia returned, Lisa looked at me for the first time, then turned to Julia and asked "Have you told him?" When Julia didn't respond, Lisa looked disgusted, got up and left the room. As she walked out Lisa impatiently demanded, "So get it over with, now!"
I looked puzzled at Julia, and she looked distressed, but determined. She motioned for me to sit, and pulled up a stool in front of me. "Julia has agreed to have sex with me." Julia announced in a tone that made it obvious that there was more to come, but left me feeling like congratulations were somehow in order. "...but only if you agree to be her slave for the evening. She promised she won't hurt you, but you must do anything she asks. If you refuse at any time, she will leave. She also told me to tell you that you will not participate in our lovemaking in any way."
I was astounded, and angry. I had been tricked by Julia into coming here, promised sex so I would fall into their trap. "Absolutely not!" I blurted out immediately. I began to stand to leave.
Julia pushed me back into my chair, and brought her face inches from mine. "I have been trying to get this chick's bra off for months," Julia hissed. "You are not going to ruin it for me. You know how badly I have wanted a woman like her, now don't screw up my chance. If you do this, I will fuck and suck you in ways you never knew possible, just let me have my fantasy." she demanded.
I didn't answer, Julia knew I didn't need to. She politely asked Lisa back from the other room. Lisa strode back into the living room, her beautiful ass settling into the chair she had just vacated. Those gigantic breasts heaved once, and she began to speak.
"OK, let's get this started. The only way you will get my clothes off is if you follow my instructions precisely. One screw up, and I'm leaving. Understood?" Julia nodded, and after a nudge, I nodded as well. It was obvious that I wasn't the only one who had to follow instructions. "For starters, I want both of you in the bathroom. I want you both to shower together, and scrub each other thoroughly. Then, I want you to shave every strand of hair off your bodies from your navel to the top of your thighs, front and back. One stray hair, and its over. Understood?" We both nodded, and Julia took my wrist and led me to the bathroom.
As we left, Lisa lit a fresh cigarette, and returned to her magazine.
Julia shoved me into the bathroom, and closed the door.
"Why are we doing this?" I demanded indignantly.
"Shut up and get undressed," Julia ordered. "You have spent as much time salivating over those tits as I have, you just aren't fortunate enough to be picked by her. She told me that if want to get her bra off, I have to get you to play her game. What could I say, I don't have much to trade." Julia glanced down at her A cup chest.
We undressed in silence, suddenly embarrassed by our nakedness now that we were ordered to strip. Julia ran the water and stepped in. She looked back impatiently as I followed. We soaped each other and scrubbed, and I quickly had a raging hard-on. Julia ignored it, both of us sensing that any sexual activity was forbidden. Julia produced a can of shaving cream and a razor, and covered her muff of hair. She delicately, but quickly shaved it bald. She tried to shave between her legs, but soon realized she would need help. Embarrassed, she handed the razor to me, and sat on the edge of the tub. "Be careful" she admonished as I knelt in front of her.
My dick was rock hard as I worked, and the site of her wet, newly shaved pussy had me needing a place to put it. Julia read my mind, and gave me a look that made it obvious that I was not the one she was thinking about tonight. I carefully shaved off every hair, stood and looked at my own furry patch.
"I don't want to do this," I told Julia half pleadingly.
Julia snatched the razor from me and hissed "I'll do it then." Using her left hand to hold my rigid shaft out of the way, she quickly scraped me bare. Her hand on my hard-on immediately had me on the verge of cumming, but my pre-cum warning reminded her not to give me the last boost I needed to shoot. "Don't make me turn the faucet to cold, if you cum it will ruin everything." Julia's stern tone, and her hand and razor on my scrotum, had me focussed on hold back my desperate urges. Julia had me hold my cock against my abdomen next, as she efficiently shaved my balls. Not wasting a moment, she turned me around and bent me over. Shaving cream covered my ass, and just as quickly was shaved clean. I now was sporting a bare, shiny hard-on.
"It makes you look bigger" Julia noted, "Not that you need the help." She smirked at my 5" erection. Julia had never complained about my size before, but I suddenly felt very inadequate in front of her. Julia shut off the hot water, and pushed back the curtain. She handed me a towel, and dried herself off. All of our clothes had been removed from the bathroom, and there was an envelope on the toilet with Julia's name on it. Julia read the note and put it back in the envelope, then removed a lipstick from the envelope. She opened the lipstick, and applied a coat of fire engine red to her lips. The effect was cartoonish, particularly on her bare, shaved body. Her tiny breasts and shaved crotch made her look like a 10 year old in lipstick. She turned to me and said, "Stay here.", opened the door and slipped out.
I was now naked, shaved, and a little cold, wondering what I was supposed to do. A moment later, Julia handed a paper shopping bag back through the door, with a note attached, and left me alone again. I opened the note. It instructed me to put on the clothes in the bag, and to apply a coat of the same lipstick that Julia had just used. When I was done I was to knock on the door, and wait for instructions. I opened the bag and found a pair of stockings with garters, a bra, and a pair of 3" heels. I was horrified, and knew I couldn't put on women's lingerie. However, I was now naked and my clothes were missing. My options were very limited. I decided to start with the lipstick, at least I could wipe it off. I awkwardly applied a coat, not doing a bad job for my first time. The bright red shone on my lips, the look was ridiculous. I picked up the bra next, a trashy red lace number. I found the tag, size 40 A. I slipped it around me, and clasped it in front. Turning it around, I slipped my arms into the straps, and fitted it to me. It fit decently. I didn't dare look in the mirror yet. Next I rolled on the stockings and attached the garters. My cock, which had wilted since Julia left, had now climbed back to its full length and breadth and looked odd without any hair framing it. Finally I slipped on the heels, which were only a little snug. I looked in the full length mirror and was aghast at the sight. The lipstick, lingerie, and full erection made quite a sight. I knew that I had little choice now but to knock on the door. I took a deep breath, and rapped twice, and stood and waited. I shivered slightly, feeling chilled, but my erection was unyielding.
Finally I heard Julia's voice instruct me to come on out. I opened the door reluctantly, suddenly realizing that not only would Julia see me in this ridiculous outfit, but Lisa would be on the other side of the door as well. I was not sure how I could ever face her at work again. As I opened the door, the room was dark on the other side. A sudden flash, and the noise of a Polaroid startled me. Julia was standing in the middle of the living room, and ordered me to join her. While she looked odd, naked with her bare pussy gleaming in her living room, I knew I looked ludicrous. I walked in a very wobbly fashion on the heel into the living room. In the middle of the room was a straight back wooden chair. Lisa now emerged from the kitchen, still fully dressed. Her magnificent breasts jutted proudly forward barely moving as she walked, leaving me feeling peculiarly embarrassed by the A cup bra I was wearing. I was terribly embaressed by my now hairless erection, and attempted to cover myself with my hands. I was ashamed by my nakedness and frilly costume, but Lisa didn't seem to notice any of the ridiculous scene around her. She tossed some lengths of rope to Julia, and barked, "Hurry up!"
Julia looked me in the eye with a cold stare I had never seen before, and ordered me to bend over the back of the chair. When I didn't move immediately, I heard another Polaroid flash. "Do you want these pictures to make their way to the office?" Julia asked. I was astounded and angered by Julia's severe tone, but knew that I was now helpless to resist. I bent over the chair, placing my hands on the seat. Julia scampered around and tied my wrists to the front chair legs. She walked behind me and calmly said, "Spread 'em". Feeling very vulnerable, I slowly spread my legs. Julia tied each ankle to a back chair leg. "He's tied." she announced to Lisa.
Since my chair faced the wall I couldn't see either of the women, but could hear Lisa's shoes as she strode behind. I gasped as she roughly grabbed my balls and tugged downward. I felt cold steel close around my scrotum above my testicles. I looked back between my legs and saw a half gallon water bottle hanging from my steel ring bound testicles. My balls were squeezed into a tightly stretched nutsack, made all the more frightening looking by their shaved condition.
"I thought you said you wouldn't hurt me." I pleaded.
Lisa spoke to me for the first time. "I won't hurt you, but she might." Lisa now directed her comments to Julia. "Here's the deal. You and I are going to play a game. If you complete all eight steps of the game, you will get all of my clothes off, and we can party. You interested?"
Julia murmured yes.
"OK, here's how it works. Every two minutes you have a choice, either you add a cup of water to the container," Lisa tapped the water bottle attached to my balls, "or you give him two inches of this." I heard Julia gasp, and a second later a long black dildo landed on the seat of the chair I was tied to. I was marked in what appeared to be two inch increments.
"Give him two inches?" Julia asked.
"That's right, you shove two inches worth into his ass." Lisa said with a slight giggle.
"You can't do this," I practically shouted.
Lisa laughed again, and bent over so that she was next to my ear. "So sweety, you want those photos to be on the company lunch room board on Monday, huh." It was obvious that I had no choice but to go along. My humiliation was only deepened by the bra straps cutting into my shoulders, and the ache in my feet as the heels were taking their toll. I could only hope that Julia would refuse to play. Lisa now turned back to Julia. "So, it's up to you. You want to see these?" Lisa was obviously gesturing to her still clothed breasts.
I could easily picture those enormous breasts straining her top, and knew how badly Julia must want them. Looking back through my legs, I could see Julia's naked legs and shaved pussy. Her shaved nakedness reinforced the relative power of the two women, and made it obvious that Julia would play her game. "OK, so let's start." Lisa said. "You choose for the first move, his balls or his ass."
After a long hesitation, I felt the water bottle jostle and heard water start to pour into the bottle. The pouring noise stopped, and a moderate tug hit my balls. The pain was dull and bearable.
"Good job," Lisa said, "Now bring me my cigarettes." As Julia scurried for the cigarettes, Lisa removed a shoe and tossed it on the floor to my right, within my view.
My fate was becoming clear. Tied to a chair, my ass and balls were going to be punished as the heels hurt my feet and the bra cut into my shoulders. Somewhere there were several photos of me dressed in womens lingerie with a shaved and hard cock. Those photos could ruin me. Meanwhile Julia was already naked and was jumping to every command Lisa gave her in the hopes of getting under her bra. Just out of my view, one piece at a time Lisa was uncovering the most phenomenal body I had ever encountered.
As Julia lit Lisa's cigarette, Lisa decided to show the once piece of compassion she would demonstrate that day. "You know, if you fill the jug first, he's going to have a half gallon of water hanging from his balls for a long time. You can do what you want, but you have fifteen seconds until step two. Oh, I should have told you earlier, we do have a tube of KY. Although, from the looks of things, he seems to like us pulling on his balls."
"My god, you're right," I heard Julia gasp. I now realized that they were staring at my now erect cock.
"Do you think it's the sexy red bra, the weight on his balls, or is he thinking about that dildo in his ass." Lisa laughed heartily. "Time for step two girl." she commanded Julia.
To my horror, I saw Julia's body ease up beside me, and her small hands wrapped around the massive black latex cock. I heard the squirt of the KY tube, and the squishing of the gel on the dildo.
"Better put a little of that on his asshole too." Lisa directed. I felt Julia's finger hesitantly spread my bare shaved ass cheeks, and a cold dab of gel daubed on my virgin asshole. My knees literally started to shake as I anticipated what was coming next.
"Julia, please don't, this isn't right." I begged. Julia hesitated.
"Oh please," Lisa sneered, "He wouldn't hesitate to shove his into you would he?" There was silence. "Well, would he?"
"But his is only half this size." Julia answered. While embarrassed by the discussion of my small cock, I was grateful Julia was putting up some argument.
"Do you think he would like to have a cock that big?" Lisa asked. "Or should we ask him that? Bring it around in front of him so he can see."
Julia walked in front of me and held up the massive tool.
"Now hold it next to his," she ordered. Julia reached down and held it next to my fully erect shaven cock. Next to the huge dildo, my own hard-on looked silly, a pathetic substitute.
"Now ask him." Lisa goaded.
"Well?", Julia inquired. I didn't answer, much too ashamed to speak.
"Well what" Lisa demanded.
"Would you rather have a large penis like this, or a small one like yours?" Julia asked.
Lisa gave the string attached to my balls a firm tug.
I groaned, and my knees buckled slightly as pain surged up into my abdomen. "The bigger one," I gasped, knowing any other answer would not be accepted.
"Of course he would!" Lisa crowed, "and if he had a big dick, he would want to shove it into you, right?" I knew I was sunk.
"I see your point," Julia answered.
I felt the head against my opening, and felt it slowly push forward. The ache was immediate, and became blinding pain as the head suddenly pushed past my sphincter. I gasped, and bucked the chair up and down. A strange wailing moan came from my mouth as the pain continued unrelenting. I couldn't tell what the women were doing as my whole world was defined by the pain in my ass. After a good while of suffering, I finally opened my eyes. I could see a second shoe had joined the pile, and Julia was standing to move on to stage three. It seemed like stage two had just happened. I felt a slight push again, and Julia pushed two more inches into my ass. Surprisingly, while my ass felt slightly fuller, the pain was actually diminishing as my sphincter was becoming used to it's severely distended state, although the pain was definitely still present. I concentrated on my breathing, which was rapid and deep, and tried to ignore my discomfort. Practically forgotten was the 8 ounces of water in the jug hanging from my bound balls.
Finally, the pain receded to a manageable level, and I noticed that my knuckles were white from my grip on the chair seat below me. As I tried to relax them, Lisa announced the next stage. Julia shuffled over to my helpless backside, and pushed in my next dildo allotment. It slid in quite easily, and the incredible full feeling in my ass was actually arousing. Julia must have been generous with the KY. A second sock floated onto the pile to my right.
My filled ass kept me breathing hard, and in a ragged fashion. My cock started to stiffen, as my rectum was beginning to enjoy a small portion of the fucking it was getting.
"Hah, look, he's getting a stiffy. Faggot, you must like getting fucked." Lisa announced. I blushed crimson, but was helpless to fight my bodies urges. "Gee Julia, maybe you could both go gay full time, huh." Despite the humiliation, I actually became more aroused.
Lisa announced our next time check, and Julia gripped the disappearing end of the latex monster. This time, rather that easing it in slowly, she shoved it in quickly, pulled it back out about four inches, and rammed it home again. She then gave it a complete twist, causing me and the chair to jump several inches and nearly fall. I moaned a low, pitiful moan laced with both pain and lust.
"Thought you would like that bitch," Julia whispered loud enough for all to hear.
'That's it girl, fuck him good," Lisa sang as she laughed heartily. I felt like I was being torn in half, and was suddenly aware of how I must look. Red lace bra, stockings and heels, and a huge black dick being pumped in and out of my ass.
As if she was reading my mind, Julia continued with her new enthusiasm for this game. "What a little whore we have here, huh?" she rhetorically asked Lisa. Lisa tossed her skin tight jeans onto the pile. I could only imagine her bare sculpted legs and panty covered ass. I felt so unworthy of such a perfect female form, now reduced as I was to a playtoy for their sex game.
"Just a few more minutes, and you get to see my boobs," Lisa announced. I knew that she wasn't talking to me. To my shock, Lisa now walked around in front of me. My imagination proved very accurate, as her sculpted butt was covered in black lace that rode up into her crotch. She bent over in front of me, nearly nose to nose, and hoisted her massive breasts up with both hands.
"If you didn't like dick so much, maybe you would get to see too." I groaned at her teasing and the ache in fully erect cock. Lisa stood up, placing her lace covered crotch directly in front of my face. "Time for our next interval," she announced.
She didn't move as Julia poured another cup of water into my jug, and let it drop. I cried out as my balls were squeezed, pulled, and grossly distended. I looked back, and was sickened by how far down my nutsack was stretched. The pain was nauseating, and I knew I couldn't withstand twice as much water in the jug. Before I could beg for mercy from these two bitches, a ball was shoved into my mouth, with a strap velcro'ed behind my head. I continued to moan through the ball gag, making a bizarre mmmpphh sound. I desperately sucked in air, as the pain in my balls had me panting.
In the meantime, Lisa walked around behind me, pulled her t-shirt over her head, and tossed it on the pile. At the sight of her massive breasts, jutting forward and overflowing her half cup lace bra, Julia gasped and let out an involuntary, "Oh my." Lisa chuckled at Julia's blatantly lustful admiration.
"His balls are stretching out nicely," Lisa observed in a tone that made it obvious she had crushed and stretched plenty of scrotums. "Two more cups and we will have them down to his knees, and squashed flat. He will remember the fun we had here every time he moves for the next week, they swell up like oranges sometimes."
As the pain continued without any let up, I glanced back between my legs past my weighted scrotum. Julia's hand slowly worked it's way over her bare pussy, and a finger disappeared into her wet folds. The sight of Lisa's nearly bare breasts was obviously becoming too much for her, and Lisa's description of my soon to be squashed nuts left her unmoved. Her finger quickly plunged in and out several times, and emerged wet and shiny. Any hope I may have had of Julia stopping the game was now over. Her lustful admiration of Lisa's barely covered tits combined with her sopping pussy now had her only thinking of her first lesbian experience with this centerfold quality body.
"Time for another cup," Lisa announced. I felt the jug lift, and heard the water pour in. I held my breath, bit into the ball, and closed my eyes. Julia eased the jug down this time, and let go. The pull was incredible, the pain was indescribable. I fought against the temptation to thrash about, knowing that any movement would bounce the hellish jug.
I gripped the chair as tight as I could, stared straight ahead and rode the wave of agony, screaming into my ball gag. I was still able to notice the lace panties drift onto the pile, and was surprised that Lisa would take off her panties before her bra.
"One more cup and you get my bra off, do you think he can take it?" Lisa asked. "Maybe we should ask him."
Julia didn't hesitate. "We aren't stopping now," she barked in a tone that was husky with lust. The seconds passed like days as my balls had me struggling to keep me from collapsing onto the chair.
After what seemed like hours, I heard the words I dreaded, "Last cup, let's do it."
The weight on my balls lifted momentarily, and although I knew the pouring sound signaled incomprehensible pain in a moment, I reveled in the relief my balls felt.
The pouring noised stopped, and Julia leaned over, whispered in my ear, "Here goes sweetheart, hope your little friends aren't really hurt by this." She released the jug, and for a moment I felt nothing. Then the wave of nauseating pain filled my groin and abdomen. I fought the urge to vomit, afraid of the ball gag. I was sure that permanent damage was being done to my testicles. I glanced back and saw my nuts stretched a full six inches from my body, and swollen into a grotesque purple golf ball. The enormous dildo in my ass was now forgotten. Forgotten that is, until one of the women grabbed it and pulled it in and out of my ass several times. The humping motion creating an almost pleasurable feeling in my ass, but also bounced and swung the full jug. I was now in a world of pain, but had a new and horrible realization. I saw the huge lace bra float down onto the pile, bitterly realizing that Julia was now living her dream, and I was going to be tied like this while the two of them started groping.
"OK flatsie, here's how this is going to work. You are going to show me how well you eat pussy. If you do a great job, I'll return the favor. As for these, you can look, but don't touch."
Despite my focus on the pain she had inflicted on me, I almost felt bad as I realized that Lisa's boobs had just been made off-limits to Julia.
"You mean I can't touch your breasts? But why?", Julia asked in a pleading tone.
"I know it sucks, because these things are incredible. More than once I've had guys cum the instant they put their hands on them. I learned my lesson, now I tell guys that my boobs are too sensitive and I never let them take my bra off. Works wonders too, keeps him hard for hours. Guys will do anything to get me to change my mind. My favorite thing is making them shave all their pubes off, and then send them home hard to explain to their wife or girlfriend why they decided to shave. In your case, it just seems like a fair deal to me, I'm not going to touch yours, so you can't touch mine. Now get down there and start licking." Lisa spoke in a tone that ended further discussion.
I heard Julia maneuver into position, and began to hear the licking sounds of her pleasuring Lisa. I couldn't see anything back between my legs but my stretched and purple balls. For endless minutes I stood, my arms and legs cramping, as the pain in my balls actually diminished. The diminishing pain was more a function of my becoming numb than the pain actually going away. Eventually I began to hear Lisa start to breathe heavier, and she started to talk and moan.
"Ooooh, that's it bitch. Suck on it you flat chested little dyke." Lisa became more and more abusive in her talk, and finally started gasping. She came loudly and violently. "Oooh baby, you eat pussy good. Now bring me my cigarettes."
Julia scampered by, anxious to get hers next, and I heard Lisa light a cigarette.
"Do that again honey, show me it wasn't a fluke." Lisa relaxed, as Julia resumed servicing her sopping pussy.
The smell of smoke and sex filled the room, and Lisa started to moan. I nearly forgot the pain in groin as I started to get aroused by the overwhelming smells and sounds of sex. My erection began to return, and return with a vengeance, leaving me rock hard. Lisa's moaning soon turned to screaming, and I could hear her bare ass bouncing as she ground herself on Julia's face. She came with amazing intensity, and continued to moan and giggle for some time after her second orgasm. Julia was silent, and I couldn't tell what she was doing.
Lisa's voice finally broke the spell. "Bring me my clothes woman." she lazily ordered. Julia started to stammer, but Lisa cut her off. "Bring me my clothes now."
Julia's naked form shuffled over to the clothing pile. As she bent over to pick them up, I could see the lipstick smeared over her face, slick and shiny with Lisa's juices. She gathered all the clothes and carried them to Lisa. I heard Lisa begin to dress.
"But what about me?" Julia asked in a tone that was blatantly begging for her first experience being pleasured by a woman.
Lisa slithered back into her tight jeans and pulled the t-shirt over her head, leaving her bra on the floor. "What do you mean" Lisa asked in a mocking tone.
"Aren't you going to get me off," Julia pleaded.
"Pick up the bra." Lisa ordered. As Julia scooped up the bra, Lisa continued. "Put it on." Lisa used her foot to twist the chair I was tied to, forcing me to shuffle along until I faced into the room. The water jug swayed, renewing the pain in my tortured nuts. I sucked air desperately through my ball gag. Julia stood before me looking incredibly exposed as she stood naked in front of Lisa's dressed form. Lisa's t-shirt tightly strained mightily over her firm, high set chest. Incredibly, only her jutting nipples belied her bralessness.
Julia looked ridiculous as the huge cups of Lisa's bra stood out from her flat chest. The empty bra dramatically demonstrated who held the power in this game. Lisa reached over and roughly pinched Julia's left nipple. Julia gasped, and grabbed for her aching nip.
"When you can half fill this," Lisa said as she slapped the pathetically empty bra cup, "then I might think about licking your pussy. Meantime, that's what he's for. After what you did to his balls today, I doubt you will be getting any dick any time soon either. So, he better get used to using his tongue, cause that tiny little dick isn't going to work right for awhile."
I felt castrated in front of this powerful woman. She could still have any man or woman she wanted, and had coerced me into sacrificing my genitals for her amusement. With the photos she had taken, I was helpless to do anything about it.
Eyeing the bra and stockings I was still wearing combined with my battered balls, Lisa added, " Maybe we should call him she from now on. Since you both wear the same cup size, you two make a better couple anyway."
Lisa fished a pile of Polaroid photos from her bag. "You both look so cute all shaved, I think I will keep these to remember how much fun this has been." Lisa turned on her heel, and walked to the door. She opened the door and quietly left, leaving her bra behind.
Julia stood silently for a minute, still wearing the oversized bra. Finally, she picked up a tissue and wiped the lipstick from her face. She took a cigarette from the pack that Lisa had left behind, put it to her mouth, and used Lisa's lighter to light up. For the first time, I watched her blow smoke skyward in an obviously practiced manner. She took another long inhale, and reached behind her to unhook the gigantic bra. Sliding it off her arm, she allowed it to drop to the floor. As she started to walk away, I made frantic noises into my gag.
Julia dragged a small table over in front of my chair. She walked around behind me and pulled the dildo out of my ass in one quick motion. I moaned from the sudden emptiness in my wide open ass. She unhooked the Velcro strap on my gag, and let me spit out the gag myself. She lifted the water jug as I flexed my sore jaw and got ready to curse her for doing this to me.
Julia took a long inhale on her cigarette, and let the smoke mix with her words as she spoke. "This game is still going on pal." She poured water into two cups, then put the half full jug back to it's position hanging from my balls. I let out a small cry, as my badly swollen balls were once again being squashed and tugged. Julia walked around in front of me and climbed up on the table. Her soaking wet snatch was now in front of my face. She raised the cigarette to her mouth again, and her chest rose as she inhaled deeply. Her bare, flat breasts caused my hard cock to jerk involutarily. While they were small, they were all I had seen today, and were inaccesible to my tightly bound form.
She exhaled in a leisurely fashion. "Look, I'm sorry about your balls and ass, but you would have done the same to me for a chance at those tits. She told me since I didn't have tits of my own to trade, she would take your balls as a fair swap. Your dick is hard, so things must still work down there. It sure didn't get any bigger though. You even look cute in that outfit, which you may as well get used to it because I have a feeling you are going to be wearing it again in the future. Lisa might own both of us now, but you are going to be my little house maid from now on. But for now, I'm so horny I can't stand it. So, you know the drill boy. The sooner I'm satisfied, the sooner your balls are free. And believe me, after what I've been through today, this is going to take awhile."
An hour later I flexed my sore arms and legs, as I was finally untied. The jug was finally empty, and hung from my balls as I tried to unhook the metal ring. My clothes were in a heap beside me. Julia lounged in front of, smirking at how ridiculous I looked.
As I reached to unhook the bra I was still wearing, Julia stopped me. "Not so fast," she said. "The bra and stockings can stay on for your trip home." I wanted to argue, but my purple cock was pointing nearly straight up, and needed release. In my lingerie and heels I shuffled toward Julia, preparing to mount her for the few strokes in her sopping pussy I would need for relief. I positioned myself over her prone body as she laid motionless smiling.
As I started to position my cock at her opening, Julia's hands closed around my tangerine sized aching balls. "Bitch, put on your clothes and get out." she whispered. Her grip on my balls continued to tighten until I was off of her, and pulled my pants on over my stockings. My pants were tented by my small erection. I pulled on my shirt next, the outline of the red bra shone clearly through the white cotton.
Julia wrapped a sheet around her naked body, and roughly grabbed my erection through my pants. She laughed as I gasped. Three fast, rough strokes had me blowing an enormous load of cum. My knees buckled and I nearly fell. Julia kicked the heels toward me, and lit a cigarette as I struggle to strap them back on.
"Give me your hand." she cooed. Julia discharged a steady stream of smoke toward my face as she flattened my hand against my crotch and ground it hard against me. The huge wad of cum now made an enormous and very obvious stain on the front of my pants and shirt. Combined with the bra and heels, I was a sight. She pushed me toward the door with parting instructions.
"Be here Tuesday night early, this whole apartment needs cleaning."
