Hey Nineteen (Final)

The sting of my birthday spanking was starting to dull a bit.  Ms Margie loosened her hug and stepped away.  

Ms Sally continued cuddling my head & shoulders and managing my aftercare sobbing. “That’s my good boy.  Let it all out, baby! Let it all out.”  The mistresses were certainly right! I had desperately needed a good cathartic cry!  

As Ms Margie returned to the room and gathered her guests together, she encouraged them to return to their seats. “Now it’s time to give our Irish PussyHound birthday present. We are offering him out to stud to Ms 3❤️.  

Ms 3❤️ stepped forward to address the voyeurs.  M3❤️ pet must have been on her knees, because I could see she held a red nylon leash.  But the mirror and light angles meant I  couldn’t see who was at the other end. 

“Tonight’s bitch - my bitch - is very special.”  Ms3❤️ explained. “Her name is Rainbow. She is 21 years old. Rainbow has been my committed lesbian household slave for over two years now.  Most importantly for our purposes here tonight, Rainbow is still technically a virgin, She has never ever had sex with any boy or man.  She really has no interest in heterosexual sex.  But Rainbow is very interested in pleasing me and proving her obedience and dedication to me.  We want to have a baby together.   Our hosts wanted to give their Irish PussyHound something special.  As our good fortune would have it, Rainbow is ovulating this week.  Mikey is very smart and a fit physical specimen to boot. Sure, he has anger issues, but Mikey has demonstrated here tonight that he is very trainable. We mistresses believe will make a fine sperm donor.”

Ms Sally loosened my wrist restraints and raised me up on my knees.  I was repositioned further back on the table, as Ms3❤️ showed off her pet slave to the guests, then brought Rainbow around the table where I could finally get a look.  Rainbow wore a blindfolded black cloth hood and noise canceling headphones. Long bleach-blonde hair stuck through the back of the hood in a ponytail protruding almost to her butt.  With red nylon cat collars on wrists and ankles, her red nylon collar was far more subtle than the pointy-studded heavy leather one I wore.  She was topless, with her 34 C breasts fully on display.  Rainbow had a firm, well tanned, well toned tight little body.  She wore red french cut panties over her crotch and ass. I noted just how petite and sexy Rainbow looked.  The mistresses maneuvered her onto the table in front of me.  Her wrists and leash was secured to the tabletop as mine had been.  Her legs were positioned parallel to mine, and our ankle cuffs connected.  Ms3❤️ used kitchen scissors to cut and remove Rainbows bright red panties, which she rolled up and carefully placed aside.  Her ponytail was pulled into two pieces, with bright red hair scrunchies placed partway up.  The ends were threaded through my wrist cuffs, then secured with the scrunchies. The pigtails were then placed in my hands to enable pulling her hair at will.  

May anticipation rising, I felt the energy return to my teenaged crotch as it stiffened for the next round.  Then a mistress replaced my blindfold.  Dammit! 

Once my blindfold was back in place, the table was rotated to give the provide the audience with a better view of the breeding spectacle.  

Ms Margie’s voice encouraged her guests to sign up on yet another raffle game board.  This time guessing how long it would take for the stud to inseminate the bitch. Having already busted my first nut after a period of chastity, most bets anticipated a much longer duration.   

Some also bought into a large side wager as to whether tonight’s breeding event would “sire a pup”.  

“Open”, I heard Ms3❤️ say, as she touched my lower lip.  As I complied, she placed the rolled up panties into my mouth.  They felt odd compared to the rubber bone on which I’d been been chewing most of the night!  I felt her hand between us as Ms3❤️ oiled my cock and guided me toward Rainbow’s swollen pussy lips.  

Ms Sally swatted my ass with her leather gloved hand and said, “Timer started! You know what to do, boy!  Get to it!”  

Using Rainbow’s pigtails for leverage, I thrust my cock deep and hard into the ovulating baby trap before me.  I couldn’t see it, but I remembered it from my short glance.  Secured as she was, Rainbow couldn’t go anywhere! She must have also had a gag in, because her moans and squeals were muffled.  The cheers and jeers of the onlooking voyeurs egged me on.  Unlike my bitch gift, I could hear every word.  I had no shame, no sympathy for woman whose hair I pulled as I thrust deeply and mercilessly into her.  Slowing down, speeding up, deep or shallow, it was strictly about my pleasure building up on the underside of my cock head.  Rainbow was moaning hard and thrusting towards me, too, as we tried to find our rhythm.  Caught up in the moment, I have no idea how long I bred that horny bitch!

I felt a tug on my dog tail.   Then… YOUCH! A sharp sting on my right butt cheek.  Then another…YEOW!  No instructions, mind you. Just random stings.   Not swats.  What were they?  Pulling Rainbows hair straight back, I bucked harder and pumped more furiously.  YOUCH!  I finally recognized what was happening when I heard the “poof” of an air gun.  Someone was taking shooting pellets at my ass! Specifically, they were aiming for the “4 points” still written on my scrotum!  Laughter followed every shot as my tormentor attempted to distract me from the pleasure of my task.  YEOW! DAMN! Finally, my tormentor hit her target with pellet #6!  The crowd found my suffering hysterical as I mumbled “MOTHERFUCK!” into my panty gag!  

Realizing that this distraction had taken me out of my headspace, I began punish-fucking Rainbow in earnest. Driven by animal instinct, I just wanted to get my nut off and shoot deep inside that cunt that had never known a man. All my attention and focus went to my scrotum, then welled up the base, up the shaft, past the glans and straight into that grinding pussy. Wave after wave of sperm burst forward into the darkness on their egg hunt. After several pumps, I leaned forward onto Rainbow.  My dick was still inside her as I slumped to rest my dizzy head for a few moments.

“TIME?” yelled Ms Sally

“11:16! Eleven minutes, sixteen seconds.”  Ms Margie reported.  “And the winner is … Ms4♣️!”

I thought the show was over, but I was wrong!  

The mistresses raised me back to my knees, and extricated Rainbow from her bonds. They instructed her to go lay flat on the floor and raise her legs against the wall so that my sperm had a better chance to take hold and would be less likely to leak down her legs.  

“Don’t worry, baby girl. It’s your turn next,.” Ms 3❤️ assured her. 

“Just like we promised.”  Ms Sally agreed. 

Her turn? Her turn for what?  My mind revved right back up and begin to race with possibilities . 

My suspense didn’t last long. Ms Sally readjusted my position.  Still blindfolded, I was carefully lowered back onto my knees on the floor, then folded forward over the table.  My cuffs and collar were connected to the table such that I was immobilized head down, arms out, and ass up.  

I heard Ms Margie’s voice approaching from behind me. “I promised him anal sex if he did a good job tonight.” she asked the sadistic voyeurs she had assembled as party guests. “How many agree that Mikey the Irish PussyHound did a good job tonight?” A surge of merriment followed as she showed them something invisible through my blindfold.  

Ms Margie continued, “How many agree that Mikey the PussyHound has earned  his first-ever anal sex tonight?” There had been many loud and lengthy laughter and amusement moments during this femdom sex show birthday party.  But this was an èncore finale kind of applause.  The laughter and derisive comments didn’t spoil the surprise, but foreshadowed I was unlikely to like    it nearly as much as they’d enjoy my suffering for their amusement ! 

“Okay, Rainbow.  You’re up!” called Ms Margie. “You took his breeding cock for eleven minutes and sixteen seconds (11:16).  So you’ve got exactly that much time to get your revenge using these!”  

In the same manner as before, the mistresses blocked my view of the crowd, raised my blindfold only enough to glimpse the basket of dildos Rainbow held before me.  She adjusted her point of view so she could make eye contact and sneer sadistically. Rainbow slid her crotch onto the table, such that I could see a little of my cum that had trickled down her left tight.  She pointed to it and growled “Mess”.  She paused briefly then commanded, “Tongue.”  I dutifully complied, licking the creampie mess I made by overflowing her vagina during our breeding session.  Rainbow snickered, gave me a scornful look and lowered my blindfold back into place.

Rainbow slid back from the table and took up position behind my vulnerable ass.  Rainbow pulled out my dog-tail buttplug.  A glob of Vaseline went up my ass crack and around my tender hole.  

My mistresses always seemed to care about me.  Even kinky discipline was delivered with my needs, wants or desires in mind.  This was different.  That Vaseline glob was the only mercy I got.  Despite the buttplug being in all night, that initial push hurt SO bad I screamed!  That scream just encouraged Rainbow to try to evoke more of them from her hostage! 

Taunts and encouragements came from the voyeur gallery. “Get him baby!”, “Fuck him as hard as he fucked you!”  “Make him cry again!”  “Split that ass!” “Wreck him!”  These bitches just wanted to see me suffer!  The more pain and humiliation I bore the more excited they got and the crueler their suggestions became!  “You’ve got over 11 minutes! Get your whole fucking hand up there!” 

Fortunately, Rainbow did not try to get her entire fist into my colon. But she did use increasingly larger or longer dildos of various sizes, each new choice designed to extend my misery for the excitement of the crowd. I began to believe Ms Margie had abandoned the time clock altogether when she finally called “Eleven (11) minutes down. Sixteen (16) seconds left!”  Rainbow used that final 16 seconds to twist downward hard on my prostate.  With no cock stroking whatsoever, she squeezed my balls until I leaked my final spooge of the night onto the table top.  

“Nice finish!” Ms Margie laughed, “Time!”  

Rainbow yanked the final dildo from my asshole like she was trying to pull Excalibur from the stone! To this day, I’m amazed I didn’t prolapse.

The mistresses left me there to rest as they thanked and dismissed their guests for being part of my 19th Birthday festivities.  After everyone had departed and guest anonymity assured, they loosened my bonds and let me up.

“You did great tonight,” they assured me.  

I finally got to ask my burning question: why hadn’t Ms Patricia taken part?  Did she have to travel for work? Visit family?  At 42 years old, Ms Patricia was quite a bit senior to Ms Margie & Ms Sally.  Maybe I just wasn’t priority to her?

Ms Sally kissed my forehead, and said, “Silly boy.  Come with me.”  The mistresses led me to the Ms Margie’s large master bedroom upstairs.  They knocked on the door. 

“Enter.”  Ms Patricia’s voice resounded from the other side.  I immediately dropped to my knees before Ms Margie could open the door.  As it swung wide, Ms Patricia was laying on the California King sized bed.  Seeing me on subserviently on my knees, she smiled as said, “Come here, Mikey!”  She tapped on the mattress next to her, and I climbed my naked, still-sweaty self onto the bed.  

“He was afraid you missed the excitement.” Ms Sally chided.

“Oh no, baby,” Ms Patricia reassured, “I didn’t miss a thing. You were a VERY good boy tonight!”  

With that, she reached over to the bedside table and flipped over a face-down card: THE KING OF DIAMONDS! Ms Patricia was the anonymous K♦️who had spanked me to tears using the narrow leather belt!  

Ms Sally & Ms Margie had consented to Ms Patricia’s desire to be in charge of my aftercare. After a shower, a hot bath and wound care, the mistresses took turns loving on me.  I fell asleep in Ms Patricia’s arms nestled her bosom. It was the birthday and the best night’s sleep I’ve EVER had, even to this day.  Every man needs that woman who will appreciate him, cuddle him and assuring him that he is indeed their  “very good boy”!