The Ring - Part Four

Got Milk?

It's a few long hours into my first day of training as a slave. I have just finished peeing while a stern Domme, who's name I don't know and whom I have not yet even seen, holds my cock.

My Misstress sat on my face for eons and during at least part of it this other woman was watching and critiqing. After they released me the new woman lead me blindfolded into the bathroom by the ring in my cock, and then ordered me to pee. When I was finished she dabbed me clean with a tissue, and clipped the leash back into my piercing. My cock having softened a bit over the last hour, sprung back to life. I have not come in 14 loooong days and my rock hard member is a constant reminder.

I was lead back out to the living room. Together they helped me up on the big square coffee table, it is softer, and feels like they covered it with a quilt or two.

I am made to kneel down, and then lower my head to rest on a pillow, my ass high in the air. I still can't see but the visual my mind constructs of how I must look has me blushing.

Fingers are running through my hair, stroking me, soothing me. My Misstress' mouth is near my ear, licking, nibbling cooing how I was such a good slave and sucked all that come out of her pussy. All those orgasms. Did I remember what she had told me?

"Yes, Misstress. Did I make it?"

"Yes, you did. I came seven times before my friend arrived and then another four while she watched. I had you tied to that bed sucking my cunt for over and hour. You did such a good job. Now, like I promised, we will empty your balls and then you can take us out to dinner to thank us".

"Ohhh, thank you Misstress, it has been sooooo long. I need it." and my cock again swelled rock hard against my stomach.

"wow, look he is like a rock. and when you were playing with it earlier, he was starting to leak a bit. He just might be ripe enough for our little demo." I hear the voice belonging to "Ma'am" say from behind me.

Demo, what the fuck? jerk me off and let's go to dinner. Then I hear rubber snap. Like when somone puts on a glove.

"Ooh, I want to watch. You can really make him come without touching his cock? That'd be a neat trick. It's hard enough to make him come anyway. He's probably really tight. He claims nothing's been up there since I took his cherry a year ago." My Mistress says.

"Well, then" chuckle, "it may be a little uncomfortable for him, but it's not like he has much choice. A milking is something of a submissive trip, but I won't overwhlem him with a cock ring of ice or "tiger balm" on his balls this first time. We'll just force him to come without letting him orgasm. It's quite the power trip for us."

"But...." I started. Whack!!! a hand came down on my ass hard.

"I said I wold empty your balls, I never said I would let you come, she just won't stand for it this soon. Sorry you misunderstood" chuckled my Misstress. A cold chill crawled up my spine as freezing cold lubricant was trickled on my nearly virgin ass.

I felt somone place a folded towel under me, between my knees. "Normally we might put a condom on him to catch his spunk, but I think you'll enjoy seeing it." the new Domme instructs, "OK, here we go" and they settled down beind me.

I was overwhelmed with sensation. I am very tight there, and while she was gentle, the "instructor" would not be deterred. My Misstress had played with my ass before, and had fucked me there once a year ago, but this was more methodical. I caught comments about location and pressure and the idea of wearing two gloves to smooth things even more.

She eased that freezing lube into my ass with one slim finger, slowly twisting and fucking me there, opening me up. She added more lube and another finger, becoming less gentle and more demanding. Other hands massaged my balls, squeezing them like ripe fruit, rubbing the base of my cock.

After just a few minuntes of preliminaries, she zeros in on my prostate. She keeps a running commentary going as to what she's doing, but I hear little of it. I am deep in a submissive trance, blindfolded and swirling in a cloud of conflicting sensations.

She massages me from the inside out, rubbing in little circles, then back and forth. The sensations are confusing to my body; My ass is full. Do I have to pee? I am still turned on, but really don't feel like I am going to come. The feelings are intense, but not unpleasant. Definately an uncomfortable expedition into new territory.

After several minutes I hear "Look, there, it's starting" from the instructor, and sounds of glee from my Misstress. She is excited, and wants to know how much they'll get out of me, how long to go on, how often she can "milk" me.

They are tender but firm and in control; they are taking my come without giving me an orgasm. They change places, so my Misstress can have her turn. They continue to chat about their little demo, and the come continues to drizzle from my pierced cock. I grunt as she adds a third finger, and really works the area firmly.

I hear more comments, they are happy with the results, and my Misstress is amazed at the amount of come puddled under me, saying it is at least twice my normal amount. The instructor replies that part of that comes from the time I was made to wait, and the rest from the fact that are not just letting me spurt a little when I want to, but rather milking it all out of me.

Things wind down, and fingers are withdrawn. They soothe me and stand me up. I am a little light headed, but I can hear some whispering. My cock has gone soft, exhausted.

"Time to get you ready for dinner." My misstress says. They lead me off to the shower, and cuff my hands to the shower head. I am washed and stroked, lightly massaged as I stand wet, bound and blindfolded in silence.

They dry my front first, paying special attention to my crotch. My limp cock is examined, and then I gasp as everything is forced through a tight cock ring. Something slides up my flaccid penis, and I feel a tug on my piercing. Then there is a metallic click.

I am turned around and my back is dried. On pair of hands spreads my ass wide and the other smoothly forces a dildo up my ass. Actually it's a plug, and just large enough to be uncomfortable. "She was right, you are too tight. This should loosen you up a bit over dinner. At least you better hope so for what I have in mind" The new Domme chuckles. I can't believe it; they intend to take me to dinner plugged, with who knows what attached to my cock.

They uncuff my hands, and my Misstress pulls my blindfold off. I get my first look at the other Domme who already knows me inside and out. She is beautiful, like my Misstress. She wears a sexy but casual dress and high heeled sandals, on bare smooth legs.. My Misstress is just pulling her sundress on as I pan around. Then I remember to look at my cock.

They have locked a clear acrylic chastity device on me. I can clearly see my cock, but that's about it. They have used my piercing to attach a small padlock that hangs out the tip, and I have no idea which one of them even has the key.

"go get dressed, we're waiting" Smirks the instructor confidently.

"Yes, Ma'am" comes the automatic reply.

I put my clothes back on, the thong helping support my imprisoned cock and balls and keep the plug in place.

They sit across from me at the restaraunt, and can't keep their feet off my cock, slipping their heels off to run their toes over my crotch, feeling the plastic prison they caged me in.

They discuss it's merits, how often to let me come or milk me if they don't think I deserve an orgasm. They talk about how it will help them train me, modify me to better serve, how my hunger to orally serve them will grow to control me completely.

I eat in blushing silence, answering direct questions when I must, listening to them discuss my training, and who might be interested in owning me when I graduate.

They keep hinting at the "breaking in" that awaits when we return to the apartment, and my mind is conjouring all sort of horrific scenes where I am subjugated by these two amazonian beauties.

[ Story Concludes in Part Five ]
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