Jessica

Chapter 7

The trip to Charlotte's didn't happen until a month later. This time, my mistresses gave me both Tuesday and Thursday afternoon off so I could perform for a Thursday evening function.

Ms. Gruer, Jessica and myself arrived at about 5:30, and were met at the door by a naked man who was wearing only a slave color and some device on his cock and balls that had tiedown points on it indicating that it, too, could be used as some kind of a lead.

"Agnes, dear," our hostess gushed, "Come in. I'm so glad you could make it. I wouldn't want to disappoint the coven. You wouldn't believe the calls I got from the newsletter. The sisters are really looking forward to this."

"Well, I hope we don't disappoint," said Ms. Gruer. "Where can we go to get our slut ready?"

"Bring him to Charlie's room, I should have everything you need there. Do you need any help?"

"Not so soon," laughed Ms. Gruer. "You'll have to wait your turn with the rest of the sisters."

I was led into a room whose description would have fit an Inquisition chamber. There were hooks, shackles and chains of every description. In various places around the room were bars, stools, benches and other devices that could be placed so a person could be fastened in any pose the fastener desired.

I wanted to know more, but my owners were in a hurry. They had me get dressed in my maid's uniform. I could see that Charlie was getting dressed in his as well.

I was shackled with my hands over my head to one of the supports while Jessica worked her rubber ball magic on me. "That's an interesting technique, Jessica," remarked Charlotte, "Where did you ever learn how to do that?"

"It's just something I picked up playing with my cousin. I caught him pumping his cock into my girlfriend, Jayne. He was 19 and Jayne and I were both 12 at the time. I knew he'd do just about anything to keep himself out of jail, and me quiet."

"Jayne and I made him masturbate for us, and then started playing with whatever was handy. We tried a rubber ball, and it made him ejaculate again. After that, we tried it on other boys, and we could make them come, too. I've must have done this with dozen of pricks before getting Dick, here."

I was getting to the edge again, and I knew that Jessica wouldn't let me get off until the evening was over. She took several minutes to get me going really good, and then used the ball to smear the precome all over my penis. "There," she said, "that looks better. Cocks look much more attractive when they're big, red, hard, and have a 'sheen' to them. Dry cocks just aren't as appealing."

She then went to work on Charlie to make sure his dick also had appeal.

This gathering was less spontaneous than the affair at Jessica's house. It apparently was just one of many monthly meetings that these women have. There were thirteen women in the group, although only eight were in attendance this particular evening, Jessica, Ms. Gruer, Charlotte, and Candice and four new women: Mary Beth, Katharine, Cheryl and Denise.

"Good evening, ladies," our hostess began, "Tonight, we have a special treat. Agnes has brought us a new toy to play with. He's been in training now for about 6 months, and shows a lot of promise. I hope we can continue his training."

At the moment, the women seemed content to look Charlie and I over and have us wait on them. After refreshments, and the "social hour," Charlie and I were ordered to clean up and refresh our guest's drinks. I wanted to inform Charlie about the things Ms. Gruer and Jessica learned to do with me, but we were ordered not to speak unless spoken to by a woman.

As it turned out, none of my warnings would have been appropriate since rubber masturbation was not on the agenda tonight.

"Girls, girls! Let me have your attention," our hostess inter- rupted, "Agnes, Jessica and I have been working on a special program we think you'll enjoy. We're going to play a game with audience participation.

We're going to have a cock fight. The object of the game is to divide into two teams of three women each and see who can make their boy come first.

As you know, we usually use some sort of toy to make our boys come. This time we're going to use the boys themselves. We'll face the boys penis to penis and have the women manipulate the organs against one another.

One woman will be the spitter. Her job is to make sure her penis stays slick all over by spitting on it. The other woman will be the rubber. She will hold her penis by its shaft and rub the head against the other team's cock.

The idea is to rub the cocks together and make the other girls' penis come first. To make sure that the women have complete control, the boys will each be tied to his own pole. This will keep them from trying to hump. We'll need the remaining sisters to hold the poles."

Charlotte and Ms. Gruer agreed to act as judges. Somehow the women chose up sides. Charlie's team consisted of Mary Beth as rubber, Katharine as spitter, and Cheryl as pole girl. My pit crew cosisted of Jessica as rubber, Candice as spitter, and Denise as pole girl.

Charlie and I were ordered to remove our skirts and panties. This left us in heels, stockings, garter belt, and maid's cap -- still very feminine, but with penises very accessable. I was lashed to the pole from knees through the chest. My hands were tied behind the pole. I could hobble into position. The women initially positioned Charlie and I face-to-face about a foot apart and then jiggled the poles down the final inch so they rested on the floor.

There were some last minute adjustments as the women decided the best starting position for the match. They agreed to overlap our penises by about an inch. During the course of the match, they could alter this overlap slightly by tilting back or forwards on the pole. The mechanical advantage provided by the pole made this easy to do.

I could feel Jessica's cool hand as she placed her fingers at the base of my cock. I watched as Mary Beth did the same to Charlie. Charlotte shouted, "Go!" and the match was on.

We touched cocks, and both teams were content to bang our cocks together for the first couple of minutes. Denise pulled me back and Jessica held me still while Candice let a large drop of spit drip out her lips and covered the head of my prick with it. The other team got the same idea. Katharine bent over and lubricated my opponent's cock.

We were leaned back together, and Jessica and Mary Beth went back into action. The two women changed tactics. They seemed content to circle our cocks around one another. I imagine with some practice, they could be very efficient. However, as it was, they were bringing us up to orgasm slowly. After a while, Candice and Katharine were out of a job as Charlie and I started producing our own lubrication.

Eventually, Mary Beth's team did bring me to the edge. I could feel the tightness in my nuts that preceeds an ejactualtion. I was suddenly taken by surprise by Charlie. Charlie is about 10 years younger than me, and perhaps a little quicker on the trigger. He came first. Jessica's team had won. All of the women cheered.

Just as I was about to come myself, I could see Charlie's creamy white come gush out, covering my cock with his hot ejaculate. The sensation really excited me, but all that extra lubrication reduced the physical stimulation. That didn't stop our mistresses. They kept me at it for several minutes more until I came.

After they untied us, Ms. Gruer announced, "Now it's time for you to clean each other off." I knew what she meant, and I was horrified. "Richard, get down on your knees and lick Charlie clean."

I dropped to my knees, but was hesitant. I panicked. I had never had a man in my mouth before. I didn't know what to do. I froze, and momentarily tuned out the rest of the world. I was brought back by a belt lash from Ms. Gruer. It took me by surprise, and I yelled out in pain. She said, "I can see we're going to have to train you". She tied my hands behind my back with a scarf and looped the belt over my head. She yanked the belt hard. Fortunately, the belt didn't cinch up, so I didn't choke, but it gave my head quite a jolt nonetheless.

Using the belt as a leader, she pulled my head closer to Charlie's organ. When I got up close, she said, "Kiss it. Don't take it in your mouth just yet, but kiss it". I did, and I could taste Greg's come (or was it mine) even through my closed lips. She continued her instructions, "OK, now I want to to see your tongue. stick it out and put it in his pee hole". As I complied, she went on, "Stick it in deeper and flick it". As I did, my tongue slipped out and lapped along the head of Charlie's penis. Ms. Gruer kept encuraging me, "Keep fucking his pee hole with your tongue".

Ms. Gruer waited until Charlie's cock was rock hard again and then gave me my next set of instructions. "Now, lick his dick. Pretend it's a melting popsicle, and you don't want to miss any. Make sure you do the whole thing all the way around, but keep coming back to the head". It took me a couple or more minutes to get that done. By this time, Charlie had a drop of pre-come already oozing out of his penis.

"You're doing good. We'll make a first class cocksucker out of you yet. Next, I want you to put your lips up to the head of his cock and pretend it's a straw and suck on it. Now, blow! --- Suck --- Blow ---", she said, providing me with the rythm she wanted to maintain. "That's it, keep doing it. Use your tongue in his pee hole, and try to force some of your spit into it". I could feel Charlie's organ getting harder and harder. It was swelling and pulsating with the rhythm. I could taste the little trickes of precome with every intake.

"OK, little slut-boy. Now take him into your mouth. Move those lips up and swallow that thing", Ms. Gruer ordered. As Charlie slid his member into my mouth, I felt that I was going to choke. The bitch noticed this and said, "Relax, cocksucker. You're supposed to be enjoying this". Charlie was kind to me and only stuck in the first few inches of his cock. "Swirl your tongue around it. French kiss it, and make sure you touch the tip of your tongue to the back of the head of his cock", continued my female coach, "Keep sucking and blowing and don't forget the pee hole".

She let me go on like this for at least five more minutes, before she spoke to Charlie. "Now fuck his face", she said, and he put the full length of his member deeper into my mouth. I gagged a little, but I eventually got used to his thrusting and could pay attention to other things like how he was beginning to tense up. I could tell by the throbbing in his hot prick that he was about to come.

I prepared for his ejactualtion as best I could, and I knew without being told by the women that I was expected to swallow his full load. Nonetheless, his ejaculation was forceful, and I choked on it. With his penis filling my mouth, his semen had nowhere to go but out my nose. The women giggled and Ms. Gruer told Charlie, "OK, you can stop now. Take it out and let little slut-boy breathe again". I was never so relieved as when Charlie slid his organ back out of my mouth.

I collapsed to the floor quivering, coughing, and gasping for breath. I was sure that I just escaped death by gagging.

Jessica laughed, "You certainly do know how to put on a show. You'll do. You'll do..."