The Ring - Part Five

Final Chapter or New Beginning?

I sat at dinner after spending the afternoon tied to a bed eating pussy. Not a bad way to pass an afternoon to be sure, but I hadn't come in the two weeks since I was ordered to get my cock pierced, or had I? Both the Dommes I sat across from had their fingers up my ass less than an hour before, "milking" my come out of me, but being sure to deny me an orgasm.

I sat in the booth with a good sized butt plug up my ass and a clear pastic cage locked on my cock. I didn't have any idea what the evening held for me, but it was pretty clear I was not in charge and had no influence over how things would go.

My mind was swirling, and I don't even remember what I ate. The next detail I remember is catching something about "toy shopping" and paying the check.

At the "Toy Store", really our local super sized sex shop, they set about shopping for things to use on each other and me. I followed along meekly, carrying an embarrassing assortment of the kinkiest toys available, and answering questions when I had to.

Mostly the questions come from the new Domme, "Ma'am" about what I'd done or had done to me. My mistress offered lots of comments on what she knew about me from before and aluded to her plans to enslave and train me fully. She was defending her selection of me as a slave candidate to her mentor. I was a little afraid, but my cock never stopped trying to get hard in it's acrylic prison.

There was some whispering and giggling and they pointed towards an aisle of dildos. A decision was made and they turned to me. "We have a little task for you. You are going to go over there and pick out a present for each of us. A strap on attachment we'll use to break you when we get home. If you pick out something too small, you'll be punished, in fact we may make you go ask the girl up front where they keep the bigger ones. If you choose something too big, well, that will be it's own punishment, won' t it?"

I blushed and mumbled a "yes, ma'am", heading off in that direction as they continued to select cuffs, clamps and various other devices to restrain and discipline me.

It didn't look like this store even carried anything small or what I might consider "managable". I was nearly a virgin "back there" and didn't relish the idea of having to pick something this large to "open things up". I've had a finger now and then, and the dildo my Mistress had taken my cherry with a year before was barely an inch wide.

Fearing they would become impatient and make a selection for me, I chose two and headed back to present them. My palms were sweaty and I was afraid the girl up front had seen me pick them. This was clearly marked as the strap on section, but at least with two women here, the clerk could not be sure it wasn't for the ladies to use on each other.

The first one I presented to "Ma'am", the more experienced Domme who would help my Mistress train me. I hoped it was big enough, it certainly scared the hell out of me. It really was pretty big, bigger than anything that had been near my ass. Every bit as big as my own cock, in fact, damned near a replica of my equipment, sans piercing of course. They looked it over, and gave a "hmm".

My Mistress, made the comment that it could've been molded from my cock, nice and thick, about 7". Her mentor, raised an eyebrow and and held it up, clearly threatening me with it "You know I am going to use this on you don't you?" I nodded, eyes lowered. "And you know I am not going to be gentle?" I nodded again. "You really think you can take something this size?"

I responded honestly, almost in a whisper "I am not sure ma'am, but I wanted to please you".

"Well that's a good start for a rookie. And brave." She allowed grudgingly.

The one I had to present to my Mistress, I was ashamed to even carry. It was huge, at least an inch longer than my own cock and correspondingly thicker. It had a monstrous head and large balls molded into the base. I wanted to show her how much I trusted her and that I was surrenduring completely.

As I rolled over the package so they could see it and presented it to my Misstress with great hesitation, I could see a look of genuine surprise come to the face of her mentor and a smile come to my Mistress' lips. "Oh my." She cooed, clearly pleased. "What a nice present. Of course, this means she'll have to fuck you first, I can't warm you up." She said in a low tone.

"Yes, Misstress"

"Do you think this will even fit up your tight little ass?"

"I don't know Misstress, but it's not my decision." I replied meekly.

"Good answer, let's go." and we did.

Despite the outrageous array or sex toys, paying and heading back to my Mistress' house was uneventful, although I got some knowing / jealous(?) looks from the cute little cashier with the pierced toungue.

The two Dommes chatted all the way home in the back seat, as I drove up front like a good chauffer / slave. I could hear tid bits, some I suspected were meant to tantalize / terrorize me, but mostly they seemed to be planning and inspecting the new toys I had purchased for them.

I carried the bags (yes, bags of sex toys!!) in and as soon as I set them down on the couch. They sternly commanded me to strip.

I hastened to comply and in no time was naked except for the cage they had locked on my cock. It was swollen inside as much as it could, that way since dinner, with no relief possible until they decided I deserved it.

They said they needed to change, and so cuffed my wrists behind me with comfy, kinky leather. They inspected the cock cage they had me imprisoned in, and how the ring and little padlock were accessible through the end. They then took a short length of chain and clipped it to the ring. They lead me to the edge of the sofa, and forcing me down on my knees, clipped the other end to the leg of the sofa. I was not going anywhere.

Then they dissappeared into the bedroom to change.

When they emerged, my mistress came first, I could see she had a handfull of other toys and equipment, but I was too distracted by her outfit. Black Latex thigh highs, with heels, Elbow length gloves and no a stictch more, not even any pubic hair. Clearly the ultimate in female attire, highliting her body and piercings; a big 10 gauge ring through each nipple and around her clit. Her entire vulva waxed bare, and confident.

The heels and thigh highs combined to form the illusion of latex fetish boots, and made her long legs even longer.

"Ma'am" came out behind her, similiarly attired only in red, and with a HUGE rubber hard on jutting from her groin. Jeez, had I really chosen something that big? Was my cock even really that big? There was no way that thing would fit inside me. What had I gotten myself into?

I gasped at the sight of them, and at the thought that they might actually try to use soemthing that big on me.

They unclipped me, had me stand and lead me to Mistress's king-sized bed by my leashed, caged cock. I started to whimper a bit, wondering how I could get out of this. That only got me a slap on the ass from "Ma'am" and a harsh "Shut up cunt, we are going to break you now, you have no choice anymore. You're getting what slaves need to know who's in charge."

My Mistress reclined on the bed, spreading out leisurely, beautiful pussy about middle of the bed, and began to play with herself lightly as she watched us.

Ma'am handed my cock leash to Mistress, who gave it a test tug and smiled.

Before I could think of anything else Ma'am leaned over my shoulder and licking and sucking my ear, before biting it gently and then not so gently. She reached around and grabbed both nipples, rolling them teasingly at first and then rougher, showing me she was boss and that I would experience both pain and pleasure at her veteran hands.

I grunted and groaned in pleasure, and closed my eyes, surrenduring to the sensations and this powerful woman. After an instant or an hour, I can't be sure which, she growled into my ear "Bend over and suck your Mistress, I am going to fuck your ass doggie style." I didn't even have time to respond before she pushed me face first into my Misstress's juicy cunt and I was licking her juices off her latex covered fingers.

My hands were still bound behind me, and Mistress had the leash attached to my caged cock in one hand and and handful of my hair in the other. I was bent over the foot board of the bed, a little uncomfortable, ass high in the air.

Ma'am was behind me. A sharp smack on my up turned ass, brought me back to reality, and a stern command to spread my legs. I complied instantly, letting her arrange me as she saw fit. She attached more leather cuffs to my ankles and spread my legs quite wide, so I was on tip toes, but bent at the waist, ass up at a lewd angle I knew she would see as "begging for it".

I heard a sizzling swish just as the pain seared into my ass. I started up, but couldn't move. Another blow, and another. Metered even and varied. I never knew where they would land, all on my upturned ass, but here, then there, switching sides, intensity, angle. Mistress's grip on my hair tightened, and I remembered to keep my mouth working as I struggled not to cry out.

"I just had to warm your ass up a bit before I fucked it. I hope you don't mind." Ma'am chuckled.

"It's not like he has a choice, he's my slave now, whip him all you want." Misstress reposnded.

Ma'am, added a few more strokes to show me it wasn't punishment, but purely for her enjoyment, then she dropped the leather crop where I could see and smell it. She scratched her long nails over my balls and settled on the butt plug, almost forgotten after the last couple of hours. She rubbed and twisted it, and then without warning grabbed it and smoothly pulled it out with a moaning grunt from me.

"Oooh, I think he liked that" my Misstress cooed, keeping my mouth plastered to her pussy.

"Well, then he's going to love this" Replied Ma'am. I felt her work some lube into my ass, quite roughly as I grunted, and my mind flashed back to how big that damned dildo was. I started to squirm and try to get up, but they just laughed and Misstress tightened her grip on my hair and leash.

I felt cold rubber at the entrance to my ass and I froze. Ma'am grabbed me roughly, a hand on each hip, fingernails digging in enough to disspel any hope I harbored that she'd be gentle. "Here it comes bitch. Now you're going to know what being a slave is; your cock is ours, your toungue is ours and now your ass is going to be ours. Go on, beg me for it." she ordered with another harsh slap to my already flaming ass.

Mistress never loosened her grip on my hair, but lifted my head up. Looking into my eyes with a command that said "do it" and I did. "Please Ma'am, fuck my ass, make me a slave." and without a second's hesitation she did, slowly but forcfully grinding that big cock into my ass, all in one long push, tightening her grip on my hips as she went untiI was sure her nails were marking me. I moaned and squirmed but where could I go? I was tied tightly over the footboard, wrists and ankles cuffed, cock leashed, face pulled into a bare, pierced cunt by my hair and ass now full to splitting with rubber cock. I was in slave heaven.

I tried to keep working my toungue over my Misstress's clit as best I could, but it was tough to concentrate, my ass was burning, stretched over that big rubber cock and I was afraid of where Ma'am would take us next.

Once I felt her smooth hips against my own she ground into me for a time, and then began to fuck me. Slowly at first, but with increasing speed and ferocity. She started to growl and smack my ass, scratching everything she could reach with her nails. My back and ass felt like they were in shreds.

Clearly enjoying the scene, my Misstress flooded my mouth with her sudden orgasm, and then lifted my head from her splayed thighs. I still tasted the sexy mixture of latex and her come. I could just make out her smile through the haze of swirling sensations as I was pounded over and over again by the pistoning machine Ma'am had become. "She becomes quite savage when she's near orgasm, we'd better get your toungue on her quick or she might hurt you." Mistress offered sympathetically.

Mistress got out from under me and went around to stand with her mentor, who was literally fucking both of us out of our minds. She was growling and howling like a wildcat, and I was whimpering as my ass was ravaged. She grabbed my wrists roughly and forcefully yanked me back into her cock, again and again, as hard as she could. The bed was creaking and I felt completely dominated, broken down by this incredible woman.

I was about to pass out from the intense sensations when she began to slow. I felt different hands on my ass, soothing me. I curled to look back and Mistress was kissing and massaging her, calming her down, protecting my ravaged ass. I knew then without a doubt that I had chosen my first Mistress well, and that my trust was well placed.

With a snarl and a last wicked slap to my ass, Ma'am pulled out and unbuckled the harness holding that massive cock onto her body. She dropped it on a towel and stalked around the other side of the bed, thighs flushed from exertion and shiny with her arousal.

Mistress untied my ankles and told me to climb up on the bed. Once I had, she clipped the ankle cuffs togther and tied them to one corner. She helped me lay face down, and untied my wrists. She then retied them, stretching me quite tightly to the opposite corner of the bed. I lay facedown diagonally, hard cock cage crushed uncomfortably under me, making me raise my flaming ass invitingly into the air. I was not exactly comfortable, but I figured they had limited use of my body with me tied like this.

How wrong I was. Ma'am in her sexy red latex straddled my arms and settled in, her shiny cunt, inches from my face. If I had not been tied I could have cupped or cradled her ass as I worked. As it was my arms spread slightly, and I ended up, tighter than before, and sort of hugging around her thighs and back, staring right into her bare inviting vulva. I knew this would be a severe test, she was clearly ravenous in her appetites, and it was an unspoken threat of please her...or else.

Her scent was intoxicating, and my mouth was already watering. Just as I started to stick out my toungue for a first taste, She grabbed a handful of hair and and lifted my head to face her "Make it good, slave, or I'll tire myself out with the crop in stead of on your toungue". As soon as I started to say "Yes Ma.." she jammed my face down into her seething wet cunt, a handful of my hair in each hand, her nails scratching my scalp.

She was hot and delicious, and I did my very best, aching and tired from the day's trials but determined to live up to the billing I'd received from my Mistress as having a great toungue. She was moaning and yelping almost immediately, clearly still aroused from abusing my ass inside and out. She went higher and higher, writhing and grinding under me, forcing my face to the proper spot, just the right angle and then holding my clamped there. One violent orgasm lead to another, then two little quick ones and then building her back up for another, how much of this could either of us take?

Just then I felt the bed shift and I knew Mistress was back. I hoped I had pleased her by pleasing her friend, and I hoped for a nice soothing massage after what I had suffered, maybe even a long overdue orgasm, I certainly deserved that.

I had completely forgotten about the tree trunk sized dildo I have given her until I felt it brush against my flaming ass cheeks.

I froze for just an instant, and just as Ma'am was nearing another peak, big mistake. Ma'am screamed, "don't you dare stop licking me, bitch!!" and I got two hard slaps on the ass from Mistress who was obviously watching the proceedings. Within a minute Ma'am finished her umpteenth orgasm and got to where she could speak again.

"Well? Was I right?" Mistress asked.

"Yes, the best untrained toungue I think I've ever had, he really does seem to need my orgasms. He'll make a good slave but he obviously needs practice concentrating. Ram that thing up his ass while I enjoy a few more orgasms. If he does a good job, maybe we'll let him come next weekend." Ma'am responded.

I couldn't take anymore, and my toungue slowed to a stop, gasping for breath, begging for an end to my trials. My ass was on fire from the whipping and I had scratch marks all over my back and sides. Ma'am had fucked me hard, for who knows how long, with that huge dildo, turning me inside out. My toungue and jaw were aching. I had no idea how long I had sucked them for, but it seemed like I hadn't done anything else for weeks. God, how I needed to come. That need had never left, and now hours later was stronger than ever. What did I have to do to earn an orgasm? I was sure I had already given twenty. My balls felt so full I am sure they would make sloshing sounds if you squeezed them. No, I definately couldn't take any more. But, like so much else in the life of a slave, It turned out I didn't have any choice.

"Get back to work slave, nice and slow, I want to savor this one while I watch her ravage your tight little ass with that baseball bat. Your eyes were bigger than your asshole and now your going to pay." Ma'am sneered, and I got my toungue working again, not knowing what other option I had. Ma'am leaned back to relax a little as I worked, resting her hands behind her head now, relasing my hair finally.

I felt the lube again. Mistress was smearing it all around my asshole, up an down, in and out, with her fingers, gently, soothingly. Then she straddled my thighs, below my ass, and lay that huge, slick pole in the crack of my ass. My legs were tied together, and I had thought this would preclude her taking my ass, but it was obvious she was going to have me right here, tied tightly as I licked her mentor's pussy. It felt heavy and scary resting back there, threatening me with destruction. I kept sucking and nibbling and tounging her friend. She slid the huge cock back and forth along my crack, slowly, waiting...but for what?

She wanted to show her teacher that she had broken me completely and would train me for slavery properly. She was showing me off, my body, my toungue, my virgin ass, her control of me even extending to having me get pierced in anticipation of being trained. I started to feel a strange sense of pride that she had chosen me as her first conquest and accomplishment. She trusted me to make her proud. I was honored that she had chosen me and resolved to finish what I had begun, and become the adoring, expert slave she sought as a trophy to show her friend and mentor.

I sucked and licked and drank Ma'am's come with gusto, she was enjoying the liesurely pace, and my expert minstrations. Gathering all my courage I raised my head and turned as best I could to face my Mistress. "Mistress.." I said softly.

She leaned down close "Yes?"

"Please take my ass, make me yours."

and she did. She was careful and patient but firm and slowly, inexorably worked that huge rod into my ass. I moaned and whimpered into her monetor's pussy and writhed as much as my bonds would allow, but I never begged her to stop, it was never an option.

It seemed like it took forever, but then her hips were resting against mine, my ass was forced wider than I would have believed possible, it hurt, but in a sexy stretching way. I knew I would be sore and never forget this, but I was also strangely proud I had taken my Mistress's huge cock.

Slowly, ever so slowly she began to grind me, then slowly fuck me with that monster. First an inch at a time, then two, hardly increasing speed at all. She cooed sweet, kinky nothings in my ear, sucked my earlobe and lightly bit my shoulder as she leaned over to lay on top of me, owning me fully.

I continued to work my toungue on Ma'am, but slowly, between whimpers, and she seemed to enjoy it, and the scene playing out from between her legs. She slowly gained another orgasm, a nice long soft one and lay back.

My Mistress continued fucking me firmly, letting me feel her hips meet my ass. I was broken, a slave to whatever she desired, taken past my limits and owned, I had surrendured completely. I could feel her sweaty body on my back, as she gently lifted my tired face, turning it to meet hers in a kiss. She smiled at me and licked her friends come off my face.

Ma'am got off the bed and tousled my hair casually, then she left the room without a word. Slowly Mistress she pulled that pole out of me, even the withdraw seemed to take a full minute. She softly ran her hands over my body, as if inspecting my for damage.

Then she startled me with "Thank you, you have made me very proud, in front of my mentor. You'll be rewarded later. For now just stay here and rest." Without even untying me she pulled a blanket over me, and turned to leave the room. Yeah, tied up tight as a bowstring, I really had a choice.

I still needed to come more than I needed my next breath, but I trusted my Mistress to decide if and when that might be.

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