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Chapter
19
Akasha explained what
was happening, "Stiffening up is expected of a man prior to any
activity with a woman. It's the responsibility of the male to have
a hard-on for the female anytime she is ready to play with him.
No woman should have to work for one. Once you have him primed,
he is ready to do (or have done to him) anything you desire."
Akasha described the
purpose of the exercise to her audience. "Stiffen up exercises teach
men discipline. Having an erection does not mean that they get to
ejaculate. Orgasms are to be earned, and given only at the discretion
of the woman. Under a woman's direct supervision, typically it was
difficult for a man to bring himself to the point of heightened
self-arousal. Before E-von training, that is. And, without her intervention,
he wouldn't be able to resist masturbating himself to orgasm. With
her training, a man can reach a much more enjoyable stage of erection
and then, only if she wills it, ejaculation."
She sure had that right!
Up until last week, I used to "whack down" the erections I got before
they became too troublesome. Now, I was learning to control and
enjoy them. Getting one and not being able to relieve it was still
frustrating. However, knowing that I was making myself hard at the
command of a woman was rewarding in its own way. Whenever Linda
and Mistress Kimmie did let me come, well, I can't recall having
ejaculations this satisfying even when I was a teenager.
Repeated practice of
this basic discipline exercise further impressed on me the role
I was to serve. I was Linda's servant, and my penis a toy with with
which she could play. My erections were for her pleasure, and my
ejaculations given only at her command when she thought I deserved
them. Right now, however, I was commanded to show the other ways
which I was trained to serve my Mistress.
Akasha continued, "Please
observe as Ms. Worthington puts her sissy submissive through his
paces."
Linda snapped her fingers
and pointed to the ground at her feet. I hastened in front of her,
got down on both knees, bent my head to the ground, and kissed the
indicated foot.
Once she had me in that
position, she slapped her hip twice with her palm. My tongue went
into action starting at her ankle just above her sneaker, and licking
up her leg as far as her amply short cutoffs. She didn't give the
'stop' signal until I had worked all of the way up one leg and down
the other.
Next, she made a fist
with thumb extended and gave two quick "thumbs up" signals. I came
to a full kneeling attention, wrapped my hand around my cock and
started to jerk off. I nodded twice when I felt myself ready to
come and she gave the 'cut' signal ordering me to stop. I was fully
aware that she was putting me on exhibition much like trainer would
work her dog at a show.
Linda walked back across
the room to the flagstones, snapped her fingers, and pointed. I
knew what she meant. I crawled across the floor on my hands and
knees, lowered my head and kissed the spot where my pool of precome
had been left at the beginning of the demonstration. My ass was
up in the air and in complete view of all the women. I was vulnerable
and exposed.
CLACK! The paint stirrer
made contact with my ass. I counted out. "One, thank you." CLACK!
"Two, thank you." ... and so on, licking the stones between each
spank. The paint stirrer was an almost massless piece of wood. It
was narrow and flat, and unlike the sneaker Linda used to spank
me with on a previous occasion, it didn't give on impact. It also
couldn't "penetrate" like the sneaker did. All of the pain was concentrated
on the surface. It produced a really sharp sting, and left my skin
feeling like it was on fire.
Linda had a good wrist
action (I all of a sudden remembered the "paint the fence" scene
from the "Karate Kid"). Linda had hours of practice developing those
wrists of hers. She laid into me with rapid strokes flicking at
me in a pattern that walked back and forth across my cheeks. By
the time she was done I had counted to 100. That's an awfully high
number for a normal spanking, but when you are getting spanked a
square inch at a time, it is quite reasonable.
The muscle under my
ass was still in great shape, there was no soreness there. However,
I did feel like I backed into a hot plate. There were "oohs" and
"aahs" from the audience during the spanking. Marin gasped at one
point, "Look how red he's getting!" When I finally did get a look
at my ass, it looked quite rosy indeed. Yet, the next day, I had
nary a mark. Linda was good at what she did.
With the spanking over,
Linda gave me the signal to lay on my back. She removed her cutoffs
and panties and slapped my face which was the order to eat her out.
I could feel her legs against the sides of my head as she worked
her pussy across my face to my mouth. I found her clitoris and started
to suck on it and flick it with my tongue as she had previously
instructed me.
I could feel her shudder
above me. I could tell by the flush of fresh juices that she was
letting herself go. All of a sudden, things got a lot wetter, and
the taste of her fluids changed to urine. She had caught me off
guard. I was flicking with my tongue when I should have been sucking.
I managed to recover and drink most of her pee, but she still left
a good stream of her piss on my face. I hoped that I didn't lose
too many "points" for my misjudgment, and that Linda wouldn't be
angry with me.
After riding me for
a couple of more minutes, she stood up and gave me two "thumbs up"
which was my signal to stand.
My performance was over
except for one more deed. I had to recite something Linda said she
learned from a woman named Susan a long time ago. It's called "My
Mistress's 10 commandments":
1. I am male. I am inferior
to female.
2. I am a slave to my
penis. My penis belongs to my Mistress. My Mistress controls my
penis. She controls me.
3. I renounce the sexual
bondage imposed by my malehood. My highest hope is to imitate the
superiority of the female gender. I put total faith in my Mistress
to teach me to be feminine.
4. My Mistress is my
sole source of sexual pleasure. I must serve her and all those females
she asks me to serve.
5. I lack the discipline
attain orgasm by myself. Only under the discipline of my Mistress
will I know true pleasure.
6. I exist only to provide
pleasure for my Mistress. I can expect no wants of my own to be
fulfilled except at her desire.
7. My Mistress' body
is sacred, only at her bidding will I touch it and then only with
my tongue unless she permits otherwise. My body is hers to do with
as she pleases.
8. I have no secrets.
As I stand naked before my Mistress in body, I must also stand naked
before her in mind. I must confess to her my deepest fantasies.
9. There is no thought
I can think unless it be to honor my Mistress. There is no word
I can speak unless it be to praise her. There is no action I can
take unless it be to please her.
10. I am not female.
I must worship all those who are.
Linda then bowed, and
the silence was broken. There was light applause from the audience.
Kathleen was impressed.
She said, "I know you did this skit sort of tongue-in-cheek (and
in a couple of other places as well), but it was well done. Believe
it or not, there's a lot we can use here. You organized the demonstration
very well, and you've picked up some good techniques. It's obvious
that you and Kim have done a good job training Tommy boy."
"I think this product
line has potential. Of course, it's not for the general market,
but I think we could target sales based on our catalog orders. We
can target the women who order our rubber and leather collections
first."
Kathleen gave Linda
a hug, then turned to Mistress Kimmie and hugged her also. With
a few lingering touches that by now were not lost on me.
Then Kathleen instructed
me to gather up all the product demonstration materials and to pack
them in their cases.
The five women began
to discuss plans for the following week's live launch of the new
E-von line and, while that was going on I sorted, prepared and boxed
the bondage and S/M toys.
Kathleen suggested that
the five of them head out for cocktails and enjoy a general debrief
and planning discussion, but Linda and Mistress declined, saying
that there was a need to discuss important matters with me.
"Pet," Kathleen said
to me, "By rights we should have you carry these cases to the car
but in your present state of undress this time we will allow you
to stay in the house."
All the women hugged
and said their goodbyes and Kathleen, Akasha and Marin left.
Linda and Mistress took
me to my bedroom and dressed me once again in my pretty maid's outfit,
complete with a fresh pair of panties.
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