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For all my fans waiting for the release of Sex Powers University 2, here's a completely unrelated story set in a totally different universe. (I'm still working on SPU2, promise, but I had to get this tale out first!)
My Tough-As-Nails Marine
those words from the Colonel on stage, the weight of my one-year
overseas deployment lifted from my shoulders. One year of fucking
sand getting everywhere, one year of baking heat and crushing boredom
punctuated by bouts of intense terror, but most importantly, one year
spotted my wife the moment we had marched off the cargo plane. She
wasn't big, barely five-foot-two, but on the wind-blown tarmac, every
breeze made her almost-too-short canary yellow sundress do the most
attention-catching things. Even now, as she sat in the front row of
folding chairs that made up the patiently waiting crowd, she would
cross her bare, tanned legs every few minutes during the Colonel's
speech, driving me and all the men on this side of the formation
of the other wives saw what Nancy was doing, but let it slide; I guess they figured their men deserved a few peeks up her skirt too, after this
long of being deployed.
A roar of cheers met the Colonel's final words,
the MP's lowered the velvet rope, and then the crowd was rushing at
Nancy halfway and she leapt into my arms, giving me the kiss I had
been waiting a year for. Ahhh, the scent of a woman. The feel of
her nude ass cupped in my palms again wasn't so bad either. Nancy
wrapped her legs around my waist, putting all of her weight on me. I didn't mind; I had carried rucksacks heavier than her.
giggled as her crotch settled against mine, and her panties pressed
against a rock-hard erection under my fatigues.
you saw my little show, did you?” she said, grinding her hips
couldn't miss it.” I kissed her again and her hips didn't stop,
still grinding against me in a rhythm she had perfected long ago...
“Oh fuck Nancy! Stop or I'm gonna-”
here you're not,” she giggled, jumping off my cock just in
time. A year apart hadn't dulled those instincts, apparently.
I set her down reluctantly. “I've got plans for tonight! Pick up
that ruck, Marine!” she said, stamping her heel and pointing at the
bag beside her.
the men around me chuckled, at their Assistant Section Leader being
given orders by this tiny housewife.
ma'am,” I laughed, leaning forward to grab my duffle next to her
wearing high wedge sandals, which did fucking awesome things to her
smooth, high arches. I hadn't seen a woman wearing wedge sandals in
forever. They were so civilian, so impractical, so damn... feminine,
that I almost dropped to my knees and kissed them right there.
noticed me staring, and stuck out a foot for me, posing her toes.
got my nails done yesterday, just for you, babe,” she giggled.
“You like the color?”
registered the shade of her toenails for the first time, and my
stomach knotted up.
she confirmed, wiggling her cute toes for me with a grin. “You
know what that means.”
Oh fuck, I did.
practically dragged me to the parking lot, pulling on my hard bicep
with two small, soft hands, and I tossed my ruck into the back of her
Jeep. Nancy drove an open-topped Wrangler, canary yellow just like
her dress. With no doors and the canvas top rolled down, what the
wind did to her little dress at highway speeds was criminal.
it, Nancy, you're killing me!” I cried, not able to stop watching
her toned legs working the pedals. The wind kept her hem up more
than it kept it down, but only flashed me glimpses of heaven.
panties. I hadn't seen those in a year either...
She smiled at me, the wind whipping her curly brown hair around like
a movie scene and her dress giving me a better show than any
you miss me?” she giggled.
She pulled her hem higher so her skirt was almost a belt. “Did you
miss these soft, silky legs?”
Nancy, you don't even know how!” I reached for her thighs and she
slapped my hand away, playfully.
“Did you miss my little feet?”
My throat tightened. “Yes.”
She giggled, then grinned at me with mischief shining in her eyes.
did you miss my cute little purple-painted toenails?”
I cried, and she just laughed.
And then she hit the gas.
highway a low Camero convertible moved to pass us, driven by two
cherry Corporals who had never seen a grain of sand in their lives.
They hooted and whistled as they pulled even with Nancy, because they
were getting to see for free what I had spent a year living in a hut
weeks ago I would have put a .50 cal into their engine block, but
when they matched our speed, obviously angling for a better look,
Nancy just laughed and waved back, then let go of the hem she had
been sort of holding down.
cherry Corporals cheered as my wife's dress whipped up around her
stomach, letting them see her heels, feet, legs, and tiny panties
in all their wonderful glory. After fifteen seconds of them losing
their minds, Nancy blew them a kiss and pulled off onto our exit,
smoothing her hem back down over her thighs as the car slowed.
support the troops,” she giggled to me.
I started to growl, but her free hand found the steel-hard erection
under my pants and gripped it, hard.
it, Marine. This tells me exactly how you felt about that little show,”
she said, squeezing my cock in rhythm.
democracy of our household, Nancy and my cock out voted me on most of
the big issues.
swallowed, and she kept her hand squeezing my dick as we drove at
lower speeds through the off-base housing.
that pizza place you liked closed a few months back,” she said,
pointing with her chin at a now empty storefront we passed. “And
they put a new Market Basket in that strip mall next to the bowling
alley, but then took it out after just four months! Crazy, huh?”
I gulped, as her tiny hand kept stroking my cock through my fatigues,
from root to tip, tip to root. She even remembered to twist at the
top. I felt my balls tightening and I started to sweat as we turned
onto our street, slowing to a speed where the neighbors could
actually see what she was doing on top of my pants. “Nancy...”
you keep from masturbating for the last two weeks, like I told you
I hissed, as we passed a woman walking her dog on the sidewalk. It
was entirely possible the woman had heard.
me, or I'll drive even slower.”
I admitted, blushing a little even through my desert tan.
that must have been tough,” she giggled, still stroking me as she
drove. “But I'll make it up to you tonight. Oh, wave to Mrs.
Gruber!” she said, giving my cock a hard squeeze as we approached a
fortyish woman whose husband was a Captain of the refueling company.
Mrs. Gruber!” she yelled, honking the horn so the woman had to
look. “Look! Mike's back from deployment! Wave Mike!”
burning red, I did, just so Nancy wouldn't come to a complete stop,
and Mrs. Gruber laughed as we drove by, my wife's hand clearly
holding my hard cock.
I hissed afterwards.
she laughed, finally letting go as we pulled into our garage. “Mrs.
Gruber asked after you every month you were gone. She'd think it
strange if you didn't have a huge hard-on for your wife the
first time you saw her.” She hit the button to close the garage
door and giggled at me. “Now, inside, Marine! We've got a lot of
catching up to do!”
inside, and I chased her. If I could get her wet enough, she wouldn't
have to use those damned toenails...
I caught Nancy in the living
room, pulling her to me, practically lifting her off the ground as I
kissed her, running my hands under her dress again.
just got her horny enough...
hold on, sailor!” she giggled, pushing me away with one small hand.
My cock ached, but I did let her go. “Notice anything?”
looked around for about a tenth of a millisecond. “No-”
laughed, pushing with her hand, then pointed at the walls. “I
painted!” In the living room, my beautiful, manly dark orange
walls in living room had been replaced with bright, light pink.
fucking hated it. “Yes.”
answer!” she giggled. “Oh, I also got the washing machine
I said. “I've been chasing that fucking base repairman for five
months to come look at it before I left! I even threatened him with
a Section 5! How did you do it?”
just saw him on the sidewalk and ran outside to ask him nicely.”
She giggled. “I might have only been wearing a towel at the time.”
throbbed again, and I tried to reach her again, and she slipped just
out of my reach. Again. She stood just outside of my grasp, playing
coy like a girl at the door of her house after a first date.
was a silence hanging in the room, and Nancy broke it.
do you want to eat dinner first, or... get right to it?”
wanted to fuck her more than anything on Earth. I wanted to spend a
year of lust in one glorious night, to bend her lithe body in ways
the Kama Sutra hadn't even thought of, before I exploded deep into
her, emptying my aching balls into every hole she had. But purple
toenails meant that she had different plans.
couldn't we... just do something else tonight?” I hoped.
have needs too, Marine! And you've been gone a long time.”
those were the choices, I wanted to eat the longest dinner ever. But
my cock was bursting to get out. He decided for us again.
get to it,” I said, starting to unbutton my shirt as I walked to
she cried, skipping ahead of me, her short skirt flaring like the hot
little college cheerleader outfit I had first laid eyes on her in.
She still wore that outfit for me sometimes, if I went through a
whole week of purple toenails to earn it.
kissed me passionately in the bedroom, unbuckling my pants as I
kicked off my boots, and with her help it was a very short trip to
buck nudity for me.
very nice,” she purred, running her French manicured fingernails
over my six pack abs.
tipped nails, another thing I had missed...
Mike, you're so ripped,” she said, continuing her circuit of me.
Her hand bounced off my ass. “Hard as a rock! I should send you
to deployment more often!”
was also hard as a rock, bouncing in front of me, aching. She hadn't
touched it skin-to-skin yet, but just seeing her pad around me,
barefooted, like a tiny amazon huntress eying her prey, had me
lost fifteen pounds the first month,” I gasped, dying not to throw
her onto the bed and fuck her senseless. “All we had to eat were
field rations. And it was 110 in the shade.”
that does sound tough,” she giggled, then squeezed my ass.
“I started taking Pilates at the gym last month. I think I've lost two pounds
finished her circuit to stand a yard in front of me, a tiny, perfect
specimen of the female form, anticipation shining in her eyes.
Barefoot on the carpet, her head barely came up to my chin.
love you Mike. I love you so much it hurts.”
swallowed. “I love you too, Nancy.”
then her cute, feminine, size-two foot kicked me in the balls.
FUCK!” I cried, doubling over. I didn't fall to the floor, but it
was close. “God Nancy,” I spat, hands on my knees. “That
was... too hard!”
kidding,” she giggled, helping me stand up. “That was barely
some deep breaths, the feeling like I was going to puke slowly
fading. I shook my head.
that was too hard!”
response, she kicked me again, her purple-painted toenails making
solid contact with the underside of my balls.
time I did fall to my knees, holding my nuts in pain.
me on the carpet, all I could see was my wife's small feet,
right in my face.
stop being such a baby!” she laughed, when I didn't get up right
away. “You used to take ten kicks that hard before you left! As a
warm-up! You're just out of practice.”
my head, breathing deep. My drill instructor had once run us so hard
that we had puked.
This felt worse.
Nancy... it's... it's too hard!”
my goodness, when did you become such a wimp?” She tried to pull
me to my feet, and I let her. She touched my cheek. “Come on, be
brave for me.” Nancy kissed me, having to stand tiptoe on her
purple toes to do so. “It'll get better, I promise.”
french kissed me again, and the moment her tongue left my mouth, her
knee rocketed up into my crotch.
collapsed onto the ground, and this time I didn't let her pull me up.
Mike, stop being a drama queen!” She tried to pull me up alone,
but I outweighed her by two and a half times; it was like a
motorcycle trying to pull an SUV up a cliff. “On your feet,
on the carpet, trying not to throw up.
fine!” she sighed. “Do you want to take a break? Even though we
just got started?”
I gasped. “Please!”
sighed and went to her knees too, setting me on my butt and pushing
my back against the side of the bed. As I held my soft cock and
throbbing balls, she stretched my legs out to form a V on the carpet.
She sat in the middle of the V, her legs pointed towards my crotch.
been away doing tough Marine things for a whole year, and these
little feet broke you with just two little kicks?” she giggled,
poking my hard six pack with her toes, as I blushed. When I didn't
answer, she barked, “Earn your break, Marine! Kiss the feet that
beat you, or it's kicking time again!”
was an easy deal to take.
raised her ankle to my mouth and planted kisses on the balls of her
foot, the soles, even her heel. Her skin was so soft, so feminine.
That, and the view I got down her legs and up her skirt had my half-hard cock starting to fill again.
used moisturizer on my feet every day while you were gone. To keep
them soft and sexy for you,” she giggled, turning her ankle so I
could kiss all sides of her. “Did it work, my little foot
nodded, blushing as she lowered one foot and presented the un-kissed
one to my face. I started kissing that one without prompting. She
“How many other men from your battalion are kissing their
wives' feet right now, do you think?”
“None,” I grunted, blushing even more.
think about half. You big, strong, alpha Marines are always such
sub-puppies in the bedroom,” she giggled. Nancy lowered her foot
from my face to place both around my cock, rubbing and stroking my
hardening dick between her soft insole and her purple-painted toes.
I gasped as she had me racing me toward rock hardness with her casual
foot-job. “See?” she laughed.
fuck- when had her toes gotten so skilled?
moaned, enjoying the feelings, but when I started to leak from
my tip, Nancy used the toes of one foot to hold my hard cock upright,
then rubbed my slickness onto the sole of the other, before bringing
that up to my lips, giggling at the face I made.
Marine. Or your break's over!”
During the year away, our supply lines had been cut once and we had cooked some insects to eat. I still hesitated.
my god, it's just pre-cum! Jeez!” she laughed, mashing her foot
into my lips so I had to taste it. “You ARE out of practice!
Twelve months ago you used to lick big loads of your hot, white, REAL
cum off of my feet with a smile on your face!”
didn't!” I said, finally cleaning the last of my pre-cum from her
foot with my tongue. In response, she simply raised her other foot
to my mouth, with twice the slickness on it as the one I had just
maybe not with a smile,” she giggled, as I made a face and
started liking my own tangy juices off her sole again. “But you
wouldn't be such a bitch about it. Twelve months away and my
rough tough Marine turns into a little boy! Let's get you a real
welcome home meal.”
used both feet on me then, stroking me between her soft soles to the
edge multiple times, and when she raised her foot to my mouth again,
her toes were dripping.
lick. Or it's kicking time again!” Nancy giggled as I did, with
obvious discomfort. “Like I said. Little sub-puppies, all of
you.” Then she looked down at my aching, needy cock and smiled.
like someone's ready to get his nuts busted again.”
no! No more tonight,” I begged, covering myself. “Especially
with these blue balls!”
balls are the most fun to bust,” she laughed, leaning back
on her hands as she used her legs and toes to playfully move my hands
away. “Blue balls are always so big and sensitive,” she said,
rolling my full nuts around between her cute toes, “they're
practically asking for it!” She saw the look on my face and
asked, “Awww, is it really that bad?”
it's bad! I'm not used to it! Please, no more kicks!”
looked at me, trying to decide something.
more full kicks,” she agreed. “How about rabbit kicks?
Just little quick ones? They're not so bad, right?”
I don't know...”
little rabbit kicks,” she giggled, demonstrating in the air for me.
She laid on her back and kicked just from her knees to her feet,
like a quick, fluttery, doggy paddle. “Just a few rabbit kicks and
then I'll suck on you to make it better, okay?”
From this angle I could see up her skirt to between her asscheeks. Her tiny panties didn't cover her cute brown hole from winking at me. She usually let me stick it in there, once the purple toenail phase had passed.
some deep breaths, then nodded.
jumped forward to give me a hot kiss, pulling on my lower lip in that
sexy way she did.
baby, I love you so much! Thank you for being my big tough guy!”
She giggled into my ear. “You know you're getting me so wet right
nodded again. I did know that, very well.
leaned back on the carpet again, her skirt flipped up and her feet in
the air, poised to kick. She looked better than any centerfold I had
ever jacked off to.
on a se-”
started kicking me before I was ready. She loved doing that. Her
toes batted against my balls in rapid succession like she was trying
to play a drum solo on them.
NANCY!” I cried, curling into a ball on the floor, her later rabbit
kicks landing harmlessly on the outside of my leg. They didn't feel
so hard when she kicked there.
my god you're being such a BABY!” She stood up and stamped her
foot. “Didn't they teach you how to stay STILL over there?!”
sniper had ambushed our patrol, I once had to lay behind a small boulder
for five hours in the hot sun without moving, or risk having my head
I can fix that. I have tools for this now,” she said, stomping off
behind the bed. I heard the sound of ropes, then pulleys, and then
she was putting something around my wrist. She yanked a smaller rope
and the large one around my wrist pulled back with incredible force.
Nancy!” I cried, pulling against the unyielding cuff. “How the
hell did you do this?”
had the cute Ensign who lives down the street rig it for me,” she
giggled, tying up my other arm the same way. “You know, the studly
one who's always washing his car with his shirt off? He says it's
super secure. You know Navy guys, they're all good with knots and
brought out two more cuffs, but instead of putting them on my ankles,
she put them on my knees. With two more pulls, I was trapped.
still sitting with my butt on the carpet, but arms couldn't move
forward an inch, and my legs were held wide and apart, my knees level
with my head. My nuts were a perfect target, hanging between my
had never lifted a hammer in her life, and now she had me tied down
more securely than we lashed deck crates during rolling seas.
she said, dusting her hands off and leaning forward to kiss me on the
cheek. “Now you can be the man I married again.”
then she laughed and kicked me in the balls.
She only told me about her fetish after we had gotten engaged.
After the wedding invitations had gone out, after I had told all my family
and friends that this was the woman I was going to spend the
rest of my life with. After she had given me six months of the best
sex of my life, and had me looking forward to thirty years more.
taken me to the beach, wearing a nearly indecent purple string bikini
to soften the blow, so to speak, then let me rub lotion over all the
skin the bikini didn't cover. And even on some of the
spots it did, in strategic bursts when no one was walking by. She
let me rub her young, hot body until I couldn't help but sport thick wood in my swim
trunks, even on the semi-crowded beach where others would notice. And then she told me.
she loved doing a certain thing to men, something that normal men
didn't like having done to them. But she loved it. Loved it as much
as men loved getting blowjobs. The thrill, the rush, the raw power of
the act. She knew how hard to hit to keep from doing permanent
damage, she promised me; she had practiced a lot on previous
boyfriends who had left her because they were pussies, she had said.
Weak men, not able to take a little discomfort to keep a woman like
her. She needed a real man, she had said. A warrior, a nigh-modern day Spartan, to be strong enough for her when she got into one
of those moods. If I could be that man, the rest of the time
she would use every part of her slamming body- every part- to
make me the happiest man in the world, she promised.
married a month later.
see up her dress from where I now sat, tied down wrist and knee. The
crotch of her panties were soaking wet, her nectar starting to run
down her tight, tanned thighs.
missed you honey,” she said. “I've missed you a lot.”
gave me a kick in the nuts that would have made Pele proud.
but could barely move, a fly trapped in her web.
love you Mike, you're my warrior. I'm so proud of you every day.”
kicked my balls again, giggling as she did a big wind up, raising up
on the purple-painted toes of her left foot to bury the toes of her
right into my defenseless balls.
string bikini, so purple-painted toes. We had chosen that as her way
of letting me know when she needed some ball-busting time. It was
a discreet enough signal for public places, and she loved meeting me at
the bar with my friends and watching me almost spill my beer when I
finally looked down at her open heels and noticed the changed color
of her toes that day.
still wore that indecent purple bikini sometimes, once when we had
gone to the beach with some guys from my unit, much to their delight.
The only female in the group that day, Nancy had played it for all
it was worth, flirting and playful with everyone, causing more than a
few uncontrolled erections in that public place with no way for
relief, then calling out any man who got hard from her 'innocent'
actions to be laughed at. But the purple toenails were our signal now, and before my
deployment, I saw them about once or twice a month.
forgotten what hell it was.
Nancy! No more!” I begged as her foot smashed into my nuts again.
should I stop?” she giggled, patting my hard cock with her instep.
“You're tied up tighter than a Christmas hog. And besides, it
looks like you've missed this too!”
reared back for another hard kick and I squealed like a girl, begging
for mercy as she kicked again, but I felt no pain.
you!” she laughed, pulling her foot away at the last second. She
feinted at my nuts again, I flinched again, and she laughed, waggling
her tiny foot half a yard from me. “Oh? What am I going to do?
What am I going to do, Mike?” she laughed, then rabbit kicked me again,
as I howled in pain.
laughed and slid her instep up and down my half-hard cock as she
rubbed my face with her hand.
shush, shush, it's okay, Mike. Just take a deep breath. In and out.
We'll keep going in a second.”
were quivering. If the ropes hadn't been there, I would have
collapsed. I was sweating, panting, my stomach turning. I was
nearing my edge.
My wife hadn't mussed her hair yet.
It's too much! Stop!”
laughed, lining up her instep with my balls like a golfer lining up a
putt. “Real stop or fake stop? You know how mad I get if you use
fake stop, Mike.”
stop! Real stop!” I cried. Getting my unit brand hadn't hurt this
much! At least Marines knew to inflict pain somewhere besides a
man's balls. “Real stop!”
her foot down and knelt between my legs. “I'm sorry baby, I didn't
know. You really did get weak during your deployment, didn't you?”
rolling down my face, I nodded.
just relax. Mama will make it feel better.”
had gone to half-mast under her most recent assault, but when she
went to her elbows before me, her mouth had it roaring back to life in
fuck. It had been a year since that hot, wet tunnel had sucked on my
cock, demanding a load be shot down her throat. She had sucked me
off three times the night before my deployment, insisting on the last
one even though I hadn't thought I could get it up again.
could perform magic tricks with her mouth; I never asked her where
she had learned.
my big stud, such a thick cock, such beautiful, full balls,” she
panted, in between bouts of her wet mouth taking all of me. “You're
so brave and tough- you can take anything can't you? Absolutely
you can,” she giggled, her tongue doing amazing swirls that had me
straining against the ropes. “You can take anything, you big stud.
I'm just a girl, and you're a big, tough man,” she giggled,
deep-throating me between sentences and making me see God. “You
can take a few more kicks for me, can't you? Just a few more kicks?”
say no man can resist torture, not forever. But they might get a lot
more volunteers to try, if all interrogations were like this.
balls were ten-pound weights in my aching nutsack- it had been two
weeks, looking forward to this day- I had never wanted to shoot more
in my life!
swallowed. “I... I don't think so. I've got to cum now, I think.”
more kicks or you're not cumming at all this week,” she giggled,
still sucking me vigorously.
I cried. “You can't be serious! Ahh-AHHH-”
mouth popped off my twitching cock a second before I would have shot
am. I've waited a year to bust your balls again. You can wait one
little week more to shoot your load if you don't play along. Maybe
strained and fought, trying to get even an inch of slack, and Nancy
giggled, watching my ineffective struggles.
got to thank that Navy Ensign! He does know his knots.”
giggled, flexing and stretching her leg, getting ready for more
kicks. “I could have busted his nuts, you know. After I
told him what I wanted the ropes for, he was SO eager to help me test
them out. His cock was longer and thicker than yours, but it was
just as hard and drippy, when I had him tied him up naked like you are.”
got me to stop fighting the ropes. They say this happened to half
the boys on deployment, even those with happy marriages.
didn't want to hear it.
had to know.
didn't ask him to, no. Honest, Mike, I had barely turned around
after he finished installing the ropes, and he had stripped himself
nude and got into the cuffs all by himself, begging me to tie up the
last one!” She giggled, shaking her head. “Little sub puppies,
all of you.”
throat went dry. “What did you do?!”
secured the last cuff,” she giggled. “I had to know if it would
hold you, after all.”
want to know if I sucked his cock? He was begging me to.”
pulled on the damned ropes again, making the studs in my wall creak.
I was going to kick that fucking Ensign's teeth in!
didn't,” she said. “Even though it was a very pretty cock.
Great for sucking,” she giggled, running her big toe up the side of
my twitching hard on. “Do you want to know if I touched his
I just let him sit there with his boner,” she laughed, and I
finally exhaled in relief. “Do you want to know if I busted his
laughed, leaving me waiting in agony for a few more seconds, then
shook her head.
I just took a picture of him like that and said I'd send it to his
CO if he ever propositioned me like that again, then let him out.” She giggled. “He
didn't even charge me for the ropes.”
wouldn't have to kill the bastard.
I made a promise,” she giggled. “That I'm only going to suck
your cock, touch your cock, bust your nuts, from
now, until the end of time.” She bent to kiss my forehead, letting
me see down her dress at her round, pert tits. Then the top of her
toes lightly tapped my balls. “But that means you have to let
me,” she giggled. “Ready?”
groaned. Now stronger things than mere ropes held me down.
I don't know if I can take it...”
stepped back to the length of her leg again. “I do. I married a
warrior, Mike! The toughest man in the world. And he can take
reared back and kicked my nuts hard, lifting off the ground as she
won't cry, because he's a fucking Stud whose cock I'm going to ride
all night long!”
kick as I howled.
going to cum so hard tonight that they'll fucking hear him in
Pendleton and think it's an air raid siren!”
blubbering, soft, and Nancy dropped to her knees instantly to start
missed this, I've missed it so much,” Nancy purred, rubbing her
smooth face against my cock and balls like a nuzzling cat. She
kissed my blue balls and cock like every man dreams of
their wife doing. “You're so good to me, Mike! So brave! I love
sucked me hard again, then punched my nuts with her small fists as I
shook and begged her to stop.
sucked me hard again, then slapped by balls with her open palm,
teasing me as I started crying like a little girl.
sucked me hard again, then kicked me with her soft, feminine feet and
cute, purple-painted toenails again. Long after I was
sobbing, unable to form words, she did finally stop, panting and
using my shoulders to lean on.
my god, Mike, I am so wet right now,” she panted, pulling aside her
soaked panties to show me. “I'm so ready for you! Do you still
want me to ride your cock all night long?”
only made me sob harder.
honey, it's okay, it's okay,” she said, wiping my tears away.
“Look," she laughed, "I even broke a nail when I was punching your nuts! I guess
I'm out of practice too." She smoothed my hair. “And I didn't even bust
you half as hard as I had planned, so it's really not fair to reward
you for that.” She kissed my forehead. “We'll try again
undid my restraints and picked my limp body up into bed, even though
she shouldn't have been able to. She sucked my painful cock to the
edge of orgasm three more times, making me swallow all my pre-cum,
even though I had told her I never wanted to do that again. She pulled out her magic
Hitachi and buzzed herself to three earth-shaking orgasms while I
didn't have the strength to give her or myself even one. And as she fell
asleep, rubbing my tender balls as I sniffled, she promised to make
me into the man I had been before, no matter how long she had to deny
my orgasms, no matter how much I fought her, no matter how long she
had to keep her purple-painted toenails on.
And I believed her.
my wife is so much tougher than I could ever be.
Lesson 8: The best stories end
with a hint of more to come.
This lesson is pretty obvious and
it's great weather out, so I'll keep it short.
Femdom stories are monster movies.
The monster has to be dealt with at the end, but no one in the
audience wants to see it killed. The monster is what they came to
see. It's on the movie poster.
So your main character makes the
Big Choice in the Finale (where else?) and solves the situation.
Then, after your climax (literally and
figuratively), have a small, low-key, catching-your-breath scene.
The characters are recovering. They are planning for the future.
And the future involves... more of the same teasing that this story
It can't be exactly the same, but
it can't be totally different as well (remember lesson 6: Stay on
Target). It should be the same tag, but in a different setting.
Jason's going to New York.
One of the aliens has survived.
Godzilla is dead... but she had a
You don't have to go deep into
description, you never even have to write that sequel. Just hint
at more to come. Leave the door open. Give a hint. And your
audience will be happy.
SPOILERS FOR MANY PF DEE BOOKS
At the end of Kylie's story- she's
fully okay using all of her Powers on her family. (Quite an arc from
the beginning scene.)
At the end of Dude Ranch- Dexter's
girlfriend is going to keep him CFNM, outside of the ranch!
At the end of The Drake
Cheerleader Incident- well, I fucked that one up. No hint of more.
At the end of Summer Break- the
cousins are back for Christmas! (Same tag, different setting.)
And at the end of Sex Powers
University 1, that little scene with the three students and the
headmistress, (after the climax), Troy agrees to come back for a
second term. (Solidifying the big choice). We don't know WHAT'S going
to happen to him next time around, but the fact that it involves 'Futanari' and
that Troy doesn't know what those are, gives us a good sense of the
adventures to come!
So that's it- always leave them
wanting more. It puts a little lift at the end of the tale, a little energy and anticipation to leave the audience in a hopeful state.
Alright students, if any of you make it this
far, no assignment this time. You've gone through eight lessons, and now you're on your own. Now you've
got 4 weeks to write your own short story (usually 3,000-10,000 words, but you can go more or less)using all these
principles. Feel free to bounce ideas off me in the comments. Or we can trade anonymous emails and I'll edit the best I am able.
Afterwards, post the stories on orgasmdenial.com, and if any of
them hit all my principles well, I'll ask you if I can post it here
or link to your site.
I'm going back to writing Sex Powers University 2 now, so I don't know if I'll run this class again for another set of students.
If there is a lot of buzz in the comments and readers ask for more, I may write another set of classes: "Everything I learned about how to self publish erotic fiction on Smashwords.com". That will teach folks how to format for ebook standards, create sexy covers with little effort, and publish their work so everyone can read them for profit!
Have fun, and I really do hope
this helped.I can't wait to read your stories.
Lesson 7: Unless there's an
arc, it's not a femdom story, just a femdom setting.
At the end of Cocksitter's Club 1,
Robert resented Lori watching over him and he didn't know what he was
going to do about it.
At the end of Cocksitter's Club 2,
Robert didn't get to cum, but the new, exciting teases from Lori gave
him some sort of satisfaction and he fell asleep happy, for the first
time in weeks. He liked having a cocksitter.
At that point, all your author
instincts should have been yelling “Something bad's about to
And look what happened in
Cocksitter's Club 3: Lori led Martha into making Robert wait another
weekto have a chance to cum! And then
humiliated him in front of another girl! Robert didn't want that! He made a small choice to deal
with Celeste (the bank loan) but The big Choice still looms, waiting
for the finale like it should.
And in Chapter 4, he made it (not
masturbating in front of the girls, asking Lori to put on his belt
instead) and emerged out the other end of the story a changed man
(being able to thoroughly please Martha when she came home and
looking forward to Lori sitting him next time).
He started one way, learned some
sort of lesson and ended up changed. It's called a character arc,
and without it, all you have is a neat femdom setting, not a femdom
Consider this plot: A man hates
eating his own cum. His girlfriend gains psychic Sex Powers and
forces him to eat it all the time. And at the end, he still hates
That story just feels lame,
doesn't it? But that could be a whole book, with escalation (first
eating ounces of cum, then GALLONS!), and hot teasing dialog (“How
does that taste honey? Yummy yummy?”) and gut punches and all the
other tricks I've gone over, but at the end... it fizzles out. He
still hates eating cum? So what was the point of it all?
Consider this plot instead: A man
hates eating his own cum. Really hates it- can't even think about
doing it. His girlfriend gains psychic Sex Powers and blocks his
orgasms until he gives in and takes just a little taste. Then she
escalates, using her feminine wiles and new Powers to make cum eating
erotic and sexy (basically Pavlov's dogging him) even if it still
humiliates him. And at the end, when they are relaxing nude, in a
hot tub with all her sexy friends, the girls make a half-serious plan
to have him eat the cum of all their boyfriends's orgasms, for a
whole sex-filled weekend... and his cock stands straight up!
What's the arc? He's come to like
the very thing he once hated, even though it's still very humiliating
to admit. This is the same arc I tried to have in The Dude Ranch,
even though I barely knew what I was doing at the time. When
Dexter's cock gets hard in the very last scene, it's a sign that this
“temporary” kink that he wanted to explore only on vacation will
become a permanent fixture in his life, even at work!
There is a fundamental arc in most
good sissy stories: at first, hetero man doesn't want to wear panties
because they are unmanly, but by the end, he's blushing and helping
his wife shop for him at Victoria's Secret because it turns him on so
you don't have the characters change and learn something from their
travels, all you have is a static, unchanging femdom landscape for
someone else to come along and build a really awesome story on.
Writers call that static landscape a setting,
they will laugh at you if you tell them it's a story.
A school where boys have to be
kept nude and teased all the time? That's just backdrop, man. Every
day is like every other day until somebody starts an arc, you dig?
island where strong sexy women rule, trading nude men like cattle?
Sure, dude, that's a hot setting, but like, what's changing? A proud
modern man shipwrecks on the island and refuses to be tamed? I
guess. But then he comes to love it, and starts helping the amazons
lure more men from the modern world to the island? Now
you've got something.
As the name implies, arcs are not
straight lines. At a minimum they have three points (the Starting
point, the Turn for the Worse, and the End), not two points like a line.
The Start and End points are pretty self-evident, but the interesting
point is the Turn for the Worse.
they say in the movie biz, that's when shit gets real. Up until then
it's been all fun and games (Lori reading him Kelli
But in the Turn is where some of the fun ends (Lori convinces Martha
to keep him denied as Robert thrashes and protests = fun innocent
cocksitter is gone).
So focus on the Turn most of all.
And don't just tell us how much
the character has changed, show us.
Robert didn't want a cocksitter
before. Now he requests one.
The sissy hated panties before,
now he sighs and puts them on, even when his wife is away.
The man locks up his own chastity
He hands over the key.
So many little gestures can mean
so much, if they are part of an arc.
Alright students, if any of you
are left, assignment time! Find a femdom story on Literotica whose
premise pushes all of your hot buttons, but whose characters don't go
through any kind of meaningful arc. Remember, the key is the
character grows or learns something about himself/herself, not just
ends up in hopelessly worse situation by the end.
Give us a Google searchable title
of the story in your comment (links don't work for comments?), and
then, give one way you could rewrite the story to give the main
characters an arc. What could they learn about themselves through
If you do the exercise well, and
have been following these lessons, maybe you'll learn a little
something about yourself as well.
(This is the fourth part of a 4
part series set in my 'Steel World' universe. Students of my 'Better
Femdom Writing' class will recognize the previous lessons at work
here, including: Women driving the plot but the Man making a Choice,
Leaving Room for Escalation, Hot Dialog and Gut Punches, Showing the
First and Skipping the Second, and Staying on Target. This is
required reading for the final lessons, Lessons 7 and 8.)
"My my, Mr. Lewen, just look how
far you've come!" Lori giggled as Robert rushed to lay out
plates for their Chinese take out. "Did you ever think you'd be
setting the table in front of teenaged girl wearing nothing but your
chastity cage and a smile?"
smiling!" the nude man cried, trying to get the humiliating task
over with as quickly as possible.
was day twenty seven, his last scheduled night out of the cage before
Martha got home. Lori had to let him orgasm tonight, she
and that's the only reason he agreed to her humiliating suggestion to
strip this far ahead of bedtime! She
had seen him nude before, why did her giggles make him blush each
"Well then that's something
we've still got to work on, isn't it?" the girl laughed, and as
he rushed past with his hands full of takeout, she gave his bare butt
a solid spank.
"Oh hush. You love being
nude for me, I can already see your little stiffie stretching your
cage," she giggled, making the naked man blush anew as he rushed
to the kitchen and back. “Don't worry, I won't tell your wife how
hard you try to get every time I make you strip. If I did, she might
never let you wear clothes at home again!”
appreciate that,” Robert said. But he was smiling as he said it.
Lori grinned and crossed her legs.
“Make sure to set a place for
Robert swallowed hard. “She's...
she's coming over for dinner?”
course. If a girl is coming all this way just to suck you off, you
should offer her a meal too. That's just being a good host.”
His hands were shaking, but Robert
went to get another place setting anyway. “Oh... okay.”
smiled and picked up her chopsticks. “Celeste's
really good at sucking cock, you know. All the boys talk about her
like she's a legend. They say she sucked Jimmy Heyser off right
through his cage, and he exploded while he was still all locked up!”
Lori sucked a long Chinese noodle into her mouth, giggling as the
man blushed even more.
you're going to unlock me for my blowjob, right? You're not going to
make me cum through my cage are you?!” It was painful just getting
half hard in his little steel prison- cumming in the cage after a
month of teasing would be agonizing if he wasn't free!
teen laughed. “Oh Mr. L, I'm not going to make
you do anything. And don't worry, as soon as Celeste gets here, I'll
unlock you with this little key and...” She lifted the tiny
silver key hanging around her neck, but then her eyes got wide. She
stopped, looking at the key more closely, and then all the color
drained from her face.
this is Derrick's key! I must have switched them when he threw me
down and fucked me on your couch last night-”
Robert jumped up, almost turning
over the table. “NO! We've got to call Derrick's mother right
now! Hurry, before it's too-”
The teen was laughing, holding her
stomach. “Oh god, you fell for it! You're so funny, Mr. L!”
Robert's face turned three shades
of red and then he sat back down, cleaning up the fried rice he had
spilled. “You shouldn't joke about things like that. It's... it's
very mean to us men.”
Mr. L,” Lori laughed, “you should know by now, a girl of the
Cocksitter's Club would never lose her key. It's more precious to me
than it is even to you.” And with an air of ceremony, she lifted
the key on its chain and kissed it with her glossy, pink lips. And
made the ring around Robert's balls seem two sizes too small! Lori
put his key back around her neck, settling it between her breasts so
he could see. “Don't worry- this will be a night you'll never
forget. And one your wife never needs to know about.”
Robert started trying to eat
again, even though his heart was going a mile a minute. The teen was
bringing over one of her hot girlfriends to give Robert a slow,
excellent blowjob, as a reward for following her instructions all
month. And no one was going to tell his wife.
After tonight, he was going to go
on-line and give Lori the best review in history.
Lori giggled as the man jumped
when the front doorbell rang. "Why don't you go get that?
That'll be Celeste."
His gut clenched as he looked down
at his nude body. “But... but...”
seen it already. And it's just proper that you greet her at the
Stomach tumbling, Robert went to
his front door nude, checked through the peephole, then took a deep
breath and opened it.
aren't you all dressed to party?” the cute Mexican teen laughed,
looking him up and down.
Robert blushed and tried to cover
himself, but it was futile. She smiled, looking at everything he
called out from the dining room, "Come
on in Celeste!" and Robert nodded, quickly, looking at the empty
but well lit street behind the girl.
come in! Please!”
The girl did, and Robert finally
got to close his front door.
"Thank you so much for
approving my father's loan,” the black-haired girl said as she took
off her shoes in the foyer. “He's already made ten percent of it
back with the new equipment he bought. He'll pay it off in no time!"
He was starting to sweat, being
nude, so close to a new girl. "No problem."
His normally deep, commanding
voice came out as a squeak.
"Oh my god, Lori, he's so
nervous! He's like a little shivering Chihuahua!” Celeste laughed
as she joined her friend at the dinner table.
"Yeah, I haven't gotten Mr. L
fully broken in yet,” Lori laughed. “Maybe his wife will let me
train him more some other time.” She looked up at him. “Why
don't you get Celeste and I two cold beers to go with dinner?”
The curly black-haired girl's eyes
got wide and she whispered to Lori, but Robert heard it. “He let's
you have beer? Even though you're underage?”
Lori answered out loud, smiling at
Robert the whole time. “Of course! My sweet Robbie doesn't want
to make me mad. Not tonight!”
Robert sighed and got the beers
from the fridge, but when he handed them to the two beaming girls, he
said in his sternest voice: “But only one beer each tonight.
That's my rule.”
Lori sat up in her chair and tried
to look appropriately serious. “Of course, Mr. L. You wear the
pants around here.”
And the girls broke into laughs as
the nude Robert sat down, straining in his cage.
Robert was their fetching wench
all through dinner, getting more beers, ice, plates and food at their
command, and trying not to get hard in front of the giggling Celeste.
But every time his cage got even a little bit tight, Lori would
point it out and both girls would laugh about it.
he's so... domesticated!” Celeste laughed as Robert cleared their
dishes and the extra food away after they were finished. “Do all
men become your little bitch when you cocksit them?”
teen was halfway through her third beer and speaking a bit too
Mr. L just likes to be helpful,” Lori giggled, through her third
beer as well. She wasn't being as loud as the other girl was, but
her cheeks were starting to redden. The blond patted the bustling
man's ass with one hand, twiddling the key around her neck with the
other. “He just wants to keep me happy. Speaking of which, come
here, you cutie!”
Robert's hopes surged as he went
to her, hands full of dishes, and Lori took the key from her neck and
inserted it into his belt, right there at the dinner table!
But she didn't turn it.
I'm trusting you by doing this, Mr. L,” she said, looking him in
the eye. “You're not going to make me regret not tying you down
first, are you?”
throat got tight. Was
this really going to happen? He
shook his head.
course not, Lori!”
No touching yourself. Ever. But remember to have some fun
tonight,” she giggled, and then turned the key.
lock popped with a click
that echoed in Robert's ears and Lori slipped the steel off his dick
and balls with deft fingers before he even started to erect. God,
she was good at that, Robert
The blond handed the stunned man
the empty cage. “Put this in the dishwasher, Mr. L. We won't need
it for a few hours.”
hands were shaking as he took it. She had never unlocked him like
this before! And the girls were getting tipsy... and they had
promised him a blowjob... His heart pounded. What
if it turned into... more?
my gawd, little white dick is getting hard already!” Celeste
howled, breaking his daydream. “And he's still keeping it shaved
like a little boy!”
on, put that in the dishwasher and turn it on,” Lori giggled,
nodding at the cage he still held. “But no touching Mister Lewen,
or you'll regret it!”
hurried to put his cage in the dishwasher and close the door. Once
the cycle started, it would be a few hours before the automatic lock
on the dishwasher door could even be opened again. Hours
of freedom, guaranteed! Robert's
dick got harder as he added the soap to the machine, set the cycle
and hit GO. He had to resist reaching down for a quick touch- oh
god, how long had it been?!? This
was going to be a great night.
The doorbell rang.
"Oh, those will be my other
friends,” Lori said, stretching and going to the couch. “Let
them in, will you, Mr. L?"
man turned to look at Lori in absolute shock. “Your other
Don't keep them waiting.”
"But...but I'm naked!"
cocksitter turned and raised one eyebrow at him. "You'll be
naked and spanked
in a minute, if you make me ask you again!”
Celeste giggled, joining her friend on the couch. “Someone's going
to be in trouble....”
Robert was frozen, unmoving. The
doorbell rang again.
Lori crossed her arms. “You've
come so far this month, Mr. L. Don't ruin it now!"
Time seemed to stop.
couldn't open that door! But he had to cum tonight! Celeste had
already seen him, what was a few more girls... But he was hard, his
dick on full display... Oh
god, this was going to be horrible...
But Robert grit his teeth and
opened his door.
On the other side was a tall,
teenaged girl with long, straight black hair, looking incredible in a
short sundress and high wedge sandals. The wedges did incredible
things to her bare legs, making her round, hard calves stand out and
her lean, muscled thighs tight and sexy. The heels made her much
taller than the barefoot Robert, but even without them, the Amazon
girl would have beaten him by an inch or two.
"Lori's finally stepped up
your training I see," the girl snorted as she looked over the
blushing, erect man. "I told her to strip you bare and spank
you the first night."
can't always win by stripping men and spanking them," Lori
giggled from the couch. “Sometimes you have to take a softer
approach. Get us some more beers and some lemonades, will you Mr. L?
By the way, this is Victoria, Sergeant at Arms for the Cocksitter's
Robert gulped as the teen walked
in. He could see why she was the sergeant at arms- she was built
like the girls on the cover of fitness magazines, every sexy muscle
defined! He looked at Lori as the amazon took off her heels and
joined the other two on the couch, and Robert's cocksitter gave him a
wink and motioned towards the kitchen.
He was just barely getting back
with six tall glasses for the girls when the doorbell rang again.
"That will be Melissa,"
Lori told him. "Let her in too."
His heart pounding in his chest,
Melissa turned out to be a cute
brunette dressed in a proper English nanny's shirt, skirt, stockings
and heels, who smirked at Robert, and then his crotch.
my dearie! Is that a penis- or just a large clitty?" she
laughed in a British accent. "You American wankers are so
She handed him her purse and jacket as all the other girls laughed
at the blushing, erect man.
Melissa giggled and stepped
inside, asking Lori as she sat on the couch. "Is that all he's
got? Doesn't his little willie get any bigger?"
gets a little
bigger, if you talk dirty to him or let him see your bare feet,"
Lori giggled, and Robert blushed anew. "But I think his tiny
dick is perfectly adorable just the size it is.”
are just like dogs,” Vickie snorted, downing half her beer in one
swallow. “Some are made big for getting the job done. And some
are like little toy poodles, perfect for petting for a while and then
locking up back in their little cages!”
the girls laughed and for the first time in his life, Robert wished
he had his cock cage to protect him. At least locked up, it was a
little bit of a mystery how big his dick was!
Four more girls arrived in quick
succession, each one giggling at Robert's nudity as they entered.
Some brought cupcakes, some brought more beer, Victoria turned on his
sound system, and very soon a party was in full swing.
Totally nude, blue-balled, and
surrounded by young, attractive girls, Robert was afraid to leave
"These girls... they're all
in the Cocksitters Club?" he asked, holding his red solo cup
with both hands.
"All except Celeste,"
Lori said. "I'm working on recruiting her. She needs the
money, but she's got that fiery Latin temper. If a man she's
cocksitting disobeys her, I'm afraid she might flush his chastity
key down the toilet and then just kick him in the balls!”
"Just like it should be!"
the passing Victoria laughed, and before he could react, the tall
girl's palm was traveling upwards at his exposed balls to make solid
"AHHHHH!" he cried,
spilling his beer onto his chest and doubling over as Victoria and
the nearby girls, including a drunk Lori, laughed.
"Good thing you didn't spill
beer on me, or I'd give you another!" the athletic girl
threatened. "Now, what do you say?"
Robert was hunched over, clutching
his nuts. The amazon stood right in front of him, and all Robert
could think about was how sexy her bare, muscular legs were.
"Thank you... Miss?"
"Good boy," she said,
patting his head as she walked off. “Lori's trained you well.”
Lori helped Robert stand upright
and towel the beer off his chest, giggling. “I should have told
you- always guard your nuts around Vickie. She loves slapping
“Thanks,” Robert winced, and
Lori sat him down on the couch next to Melissa and some another girl.
Victoria's slap had taken some of the air out of his cock, so at
least he didn't feel totally ridiculous anymore.
Melissa turned to him and said, "So, Lori tells me you like
and Tammi books."
"Um, no, well-"
"He LOVES it!" Lori
laughed, dancing with another girl in the kitchen. "He's
practically got the first book memorized!"
Robert groaned as Melissa and the
other girl giggled.
"Oh? What's your favorite
chapter? When Suzi Lebomb pulls out that feather and starts tickle
teasing Kelli's pussy, or when they have to shower with the
Robert gulped, looking for some
way to escape. But Victoria was prowling around the living room,
just looking for some balls to slap. Lori was busy dancing in the
kitchen. So he stayed where he was, and as Melissa recalled the same
scenes Lori had read to him each night, his dick started erecting
again, straining and twitching in front of all of them!
Lori came by to refill their beers
and gave Robert a wink.
is the head of the local Kelli
and Tammi fan
club. She and Jasmine read the books to each other every night,
which usually leads to a lot of slippery fun.”
does!” the British girl giggled. And putting her hand high on the
other girl's thigh, she gave her a deep kiss.
Robert's jaw dropped. "You're..
"Of course dearie," the
British girl laughed, crossing her stockinged legs. "Why do you
think my girlfriend and I love those books so much? You can't get
much decent lesbian romance adventure stories nowadays."
"But.. but you're
cocksitters!" he sputtered. "You hold men's chastity keys
for a living!"
"Then it's a perfect job, no?
No conflicts of interest!" the teen laughed, then showed Robert
her tennis bracelet with two dangling chastity keys and pointed at
one. “I'm holding this one for the lead singer of this
up-and-coming rock band. He's ripped, going to be rich someday, and
he's got this nice, thick eight inch long dick! All his groupies wet
their panties every time he plays, but I went on tour with him for
three months, sleeping right next to him in that tiny tour bus, and
what do you know? I didn't feel the slightest urge to let him out
Robert's hard dick throbbed
painfully as all the nearby girls laughed. It was such a struggle
not to touch himself, but they were all watching him!
Melissa's lover stroked her
stockinged thigh protectively. “Not even for the groupies,
“Especially not for them!”
Melissa laughed. “My stud's manager wants him to get a good
night's sleep every night, and I make sure he does!”
Jasmine smiled, but then looked at
the British girl's tennis bracelet thoughtfully.
this other key for, then? Whose is it?”
Melissa stopped laughing, looked
confused, and then started laughing again.
know what? I've bloody well forgotten!”
All the nearby cocksitters started
roaring in laughter again.
your book talk,” Lori giggled, turning back to the kitchen. “And
remember... no touching little Robert!”
grabbed the stunned man's arm. “Have you gotten to the part where
they have to nude oil wrestle each other? That chapter always gets
The rest of the party was similar
The girls danced to pop music,
sometimes grinding against each other, and Robert's dick felt like it
was going to explode! Some of the hot girls sat or stood too close
to the naked man, enjoying how his dick jumped for them and the
struggle in his face as he fought not to grab it, for just one quick
At some point, Victoria demanded
that he arm wrestle her, and Robert didn't want to but Lori egged him
The stakes were that Victoria
would jack him off onto the muscular calves he had been staring at
all night if he won, but he would have to kneel and kiss those same
calves and feet while loudly proclaiming how much weaker he was than
she, if he lost.
Even though he was a man and
twenty pounds heavier than Vickie, the athletic girl beat him three
times in a row, and then gathered every girl at the party over to
watch him pay up.
His face was burning red as the
chanting girls forced him to sink to his knees and kissed the
gloating girl's bare feet. His dick was half-hard by this point, and
he used all his will to think about something else... But while Lori
wore his key on her neck and Melissa wore hers on her wrist, the
athletic Victoria wore three little silver keys on a chain around her
ankle. They were staring Robert right in the face as he bent to kiss
her foot, and he could only imagine what she was doing to their
“Oh! His little willie's
getting hard again!” Melissa cheered, and Robert almost died of
humiliation, his lips on Victoria's painted toenails. “He's such a
“How much Viagra did you give
him today?” the amazon asked Lori.
His cocksitter was beaming.
“None. That's all natural Robert! We've been doing cock
strengthening exercises every night.”
His dick was as hard as an iron
rod when he finally stood up, and even the Amazon laughed and shook
“If I was cocksitting him, he
would have been doing ball strengthening exercises instead!” she
chuckled, and then the foot Robert had just kissed was rocketing
towards his nuts.
He yelped and closed his legs, but
Victoria never followed through on the kick, just laughing and
patting the man on his head.
“Maybe next time, little puppy.
I'll leave your nuts unkicked for now.”
After the laughing had died down,
Lori called for everyone's attention, pointing out that it was now
normally,” she said, “this is little Robert's beddy-bye time, but
I think for his last night with us, we can let him stay up late for a
his going away present, right girls?”
The teens cheered and whistled.
One of them, Robert couldn't tell who, gave his naked ass a quick
your dickie is dripping,” Lori giggled. “Let me wipe you clean
before we begin.”
More whistles and taunts from the
crowd, but Lori did wipe his dick head like a mother wiped a infant's
dripping nose, and then turned the nude, blue-balled, red-faced man
back to the crowd.
you believe that just a month ago, this man was too proud to think he
needed a cocksitter?!”
The crowd booed.
was the vice president of a bank! A big one! Mister important
now he's got NO pants!” Victoria laughed.
Lori said, holding Robert's arm to keep him from running upstairs,
“I'm not a total bitch. I'm going to give Robert the thing he most
wanted, all this month! Celeste, where are you?”
she didn't answer, the girls looked around, confused, then started
giggling when they spotted Celeste asleep in a corner of the room, a
half full beer still in her hands.
Lori giggled, “I guess the blowjob queen can't handle her liquor.
all the girls laughed as Lori spit in Robert's right hand, then
pulled it to hard, begging erection.
he whispered. “What are you doing?”
on, Mr. L. You can masturbate, just like you've been wanting to do
around me all month,” she giggled. “You said you used to do it
all the time before the Locking Laws. Go on. We're waiting.”
In front of... THEM?”
It's getting bigger,” Melissa giggled, then squeezed her
girlfriend's ass. “Reminds me of that tiny training strap-on I
used on you your first time!”
bet he finishes in twenty seconds,” Victoria laughed. “Come on,
girls, let's show him our feet and make it ten!”
dick was painfully hard. Robert forced his hand to his side before
the urge to stroke became overwhelming.
Mr. L, don't you need
to cum?” she giggled. “It's almost been a month! You told me
yourself, no man alive could ever go a whole month without getting
All the teenagers laughed,
watching his needy erection drip and twitch in the air. Some of the
girls giggled, showing him the tops of their breasts down their
shirts or their bare feet.
His balls hurt so badly! But he
if did this...he could never look any woman in the eye again!
He took a breath. “Maybe I can go a few more days...”
girls cheered and Lori hushed them. “Are you sure,
Mr. L? I know your wife would really love it if you were primed and
ready when she got back. Think about how proud she'll be if you make
it a whole month, when the longest you'd gone was only a week
week!” Victoria cried, spitting out her drink. “You big pussy!”
touched his cheek. “And I would be really proud of you too, Mr.
Lewen. It would be so adult
of you, if you asked me to lock you back up right now. Just like
you should be.”
Robert looked at the crowd of
eager girls, all eyes on his desperate cock. Some were making kissy
faces at him, some were bending over so he could see down their
shirts at their young full, breasts. He felt the urge building- god
it had been SO long!
Heart pounding, Robert said what
he never thought he would.
please... can you lock me back up? Before I start to touch myself?”
She kissed his cheek as she gave
his dripping erection a loving squeeze, already starting to slip the
steel ring behind his balls.
would be my pleasure, Mr. Lewen.”
Martha was surprised when her
husband pulled open her taxi door the minute the driver stopped.
I've missed you so much!”
can see that,” she laughed as her husband peppered her face and
neck with kisses. “Robert! My goodness, we're out in public!”
She pulled his roaming hands off of her ass and slapped his wrists
playfully. “Wow, maybe I should leave you with a cocksitter more
He blushed, then said, “Let me
get your bags!” He paid the driver, didn't ask for change, and
rushed his wife and her suitcase into his house, where he started
kissing his wife again, hands pulling her close to him, wandering up
the hem of her short sundress, up her thigh, to her tiny thong.
This time Martha's step back was a
little less playful.
What in the world has gotten into you?!”
sorry, Mrs. L, it's probably my fault,” Lori laughed, coming out of
the kitchen with a tray of ice water with lemon slices for them. She
was wearing just a casual t shirt and jeans that stretched to her
bare ankles, but still did great things for her ass. “I may have
given little Robert a bit more teasing these last few days, so he'd
be nice and ready for you when you got back.”
can see that,” Martha giggled, accepting the glass of water. “Did
everything go okay while I was gone?”
let Robert tell you about that,” Lori said, then pulled the thin
necklace over her head, and handed it to the older woman. She
stepped over and gave Robert a big hug. “Good bye, Mr. L. It's
been a lot of fun.”
cage got tight, smelling the young girl's perfume for the last time.
“Yeah. It has.”
then she was gone, closing the front door behind her.
only took Robert a moment to clear his head and grab his wife's
gasped in delight as her husband dragged her up the stairs.
sighed in delight again a half an hour later, as they both lay, naked and
sweaty, tangled in their sheets.
my goodness Robert!” she giggled, the blush of her third orgasm
just starting to fade from her still red cheeks and neck. “I'm going to be sore for
days! What the devil had gotten into you?!”
smiled weakly, exhausted as well. “I... I just missed you, that's
all,” his wife laughed, rolling onto her side. “Your cock... it
was like a steel rod! I hadn't felt it so hard in... in ever!”
Her hand had been drifting down Robert's new flat abs as she talked,
and when it found his cock, she startled. “And you're getting hard
the hell did that Lori do to you while I was out?”
blushed. “Nothing, really... just- oh fuck! Oh god, MARTHA!”
wife had just started licking his hardening shaft, bringing it back
to life. “It better not have been nothing! I want this new Robert
around for a while! Whatever she did to you this month, I'm going to
do to you all the time!”
moaned and thrashed on his sheets as she took all of him into her
mouth, deep throating him.
What was that?” he demanded.
it was her turn to blush. “A little college trick I, um,
remembered, while I was down at the resort. You're not mad at me?”
He looked at his nude wife. The
only piece of clothing he hadn't ripped off of her was the thin chain
hanging around her neck, and the silver key now dangling from it.
“No. Not as long as you came
back to me.”
“I did. Now, tell me how often
Lori let you cum this month, because that's the same schedule you're
on for the rest of your life!”
“No! Martha! Please!” he
begged, but his wife was sucking on him again and his resistance
didn't last long.
“Well that's quite a orgasm
schedule!” she laughed when he spilled the beans. She still held
his hard cock, licking it every few seconds to make him shiver. “No
orgasms at all!”
“Please! Let's just go back to
every three days!”
She laughed and gave him another
lick, his hanging key tickling his balls.
“Mmmm, I love this new shaved
crotch of yours! Tell you what, if you let me try your new once a
month schedule for a few months, when I have to go to Chicago for
business in July, I'll invite Lori and her Club to cocksit you again.
Would you like that?”
Robert swallowed, his hard cock
dripping and twitching in her grip.
“Yeah,” he said, his throat
dry. “I would like that. I would like it a lot.”