1.
Dr. Schmidt smiled at the girls, then turned around and opened the double doors of the big cabinet behind her.
She stepped aside and let them see the wide array of toys within. Oh, those lovely eager faces and the shine in their eyes! Empowered young females.
"I hadn't planned to hurt him yet this first evening. In fact, next I was planning to invite you in my bedroom with him, to participate in a little deflowering ceremony."
The girls shared excited looks.
"But perhaps that can wait for a little while longer."
After a pause, Roxy, the redhead, said, "We're gonna . . . torture him?" Hopeful anticipation.
Dr. Schmidt smiled. "Yes."
This caused spontaneous eager titter, Roxy clapping the tips of her fingers together excitedly. "Yay!"
But the boy started immediate frightful protests.
"Hush boy," the Doctor said. "Pain is a part of your life now. It is discipline and its service. And it is required, whether you like it or not."
The girls were looking at him like they just couldn't wait to see him being hurt. Biting her lower lip, Roxy eyed his big, still hard cock, all juicy and inviting.
The boy kept protesting. Dr. Schmidt gave the girls a look. "Ladies, can you . . . ?"
They immediately understood and gleefully went on to silence the boy. Holly and Kat forced his head down and pressed hands over his mouth. Roxy sat on his belly and started pinching his nipples. "We're gonna torture you," she sang, like a mean little girl. "And there's nothing you can do."
They all giggled at his hopeless struggles.
"Here, the Doctor said, walking over, "let's close that mouth of yours until we need it."
She had a gag with her, and the girls helped her attach it. The part going in his mouth was shaped like a cock, and he gagged a bit as it going in. "There we go!"
The girls tittered as the cock went in.
"Hmmm," the doctor said. "In fact." She reached under the table and retrieved a collared strap, attaching his neck to the table. She considered. "Then also." She reached under again, another strap that went around his head, keeping it in place. "There, that'll make you stay nice and still." In fact, he could barely move at all now with all the bondage.
"Why is it needed?" Kat asked.
"Torturing," Dr. Schmidt said, "is meant to make a boy feel helpless. Immobility breeds helplessness."
The girls examined him there, strapped down tightly, naked and fully available, not going anywhere. Writhing, whimpering quietly. The fear, humiliation, and helplessness so lovely on those pretty, young features.
"It's hot," Holly concluded, a devil in her dark eyes.
The doctor smiled. "Yes, that too."
She walked over to the medicine cabinet. "Now we will need to drug him just a little bit more." She took a small syringe and a bottle of oil and walked back to the boy. "Let's get him ready down here." She grabbed his cock and applied the syringe, just on the underside of the glans. He cried and writhed but it was soon over. Then she took oil and started to rub that on his cock while he moaned.
"What are those for?" asked Kat.
"Well, we already have him horny and hard, now we make him as sensitive as we can." She smiled slightly at the sight of the lovely shiny large sex organ. "A sensitive cock is a good cock. Plus, this way we don't need risk damage on his delicate parts whilst still enjoying the maximum reaction." The girls seemed so pleased with her explanation.
After a moment, she made a test, applying nails on the head. He shivered and whimpered. Just the reaction she was hoping for. "It acts quick," she said with the smile. "Now one more thing." She got some thin cord to tie around his base and around each testicle, creating a nice package. She attached the long end to a loop underneath the table so that the cock stood up. A most inviting target. "And he's ready."
The girls looked uncertain.
Roxy, biting her upper lip. "Can we ... ?"
Dr. Schmidt stepped aside and gestured. "He's all yours. Dig in."
"Oh my god!"
And the young ladies positioned themselves about his groin. Shily but eagerly putting their hands on his cock and balls.
The doctor walked to grab a chair, and she sat to admire the sight.
Roxy ran her hand up the shaft while Kat held the base. "It's so big and hard!"
"Get to know it well," Dr. Schmidt said. "It's the key to his soul. And you will want to own his soul."
They explored the length of it, while Holly went for his balls with both hands.
"It's so long," Kat marveled.
"Yeah," Roxy agreed. "And pretty thick. The big head is hot." She took the head in between fingertips and giggled at the boy's reaction. Applying her long nails.
"I love these balls," said Holly.
Dr. Schmidt smiled, the girls seemed so happy studying his intimate parts. While she had certainly always been a vocal advocate of the young male as an older woman's plaything, she did love watching youth enjoy youth. And she definitely never minded sharing her property.
The boy, however, did not seem thrilled. From his reactions, you might have thought that he was getting hurt already. The girls seemed pleased by it, though, and of course they did.
With a smile, Dr. Schmidt stood and walked over to him. "Look at you fuss," she said. "You should be happy, three pretty girls so eager to play with your cock and balls. And you don't even have to do anything!"
The girls giggled.
He had such pleasing pink nipples, still a little reddened from earlier attention. The doctor started playing with the with the tips of her forefingers. "How's this, love?"
The boy squirmed with the added attention. With Holly on his balls, Kat stroking the shaft and Roxy the head, this little addition made a big difference. Dr. Schmidt had always stressed the importance of nipple-genital connection in male stimulation. "After all," she always said. "Just think of how it feels to have your nipples played with. Boys are no different." Although it was important to establish and foster that connection. Drugs also helped with that, as they boosted the nervous system.
In fact, the drugs given to him today were making those little nips quite sensitive. Leather creaked as the moaning boy squirmed in his tight binds. The girls loved it. And so did she.
"Hmmm." Dr. Schmidt gave the nipples a quick twinge with the tips of her nails. The boy convulsed with a squeal. The girls laughed.
The doctor walked over to the cabinet to retrieve a pair of nipple clamps, attached by a chain.
As the girls saw this they hummed with gleeful approval.
They were the simple clip-on kind. He fussed quite a bit as they were attached, to the girls great amusement, and was then breathing more intensely.
"Let these be on for a while, to make them really sensitive."
The girls kept on working. Watching him get hurt seemed to encourage them. Holly seemed to handle the testis more roughly, and the others started to try their nails on the cock. Adding little flicks. The boy twisted. The boy moaned. And remained defenseless. The girls kept on giggling, loving their power over him.
Liking what she saw, Dr. Schmidt walked to the cabinet again. Spending a moment surveying its contents. After a moment, she asked, "How would you girls like to electro-torture him a little?"
She turned around to see eager expression. "Fuck yeah!" Roxy breathed.
The boy's reaction was less eager. He twisted and moaned protestingly. Voice breaking with fear.
The girls giggled. "He doesn't want us to," Kat said, and smiled. "Too bad."
Roxy dug her nails harder into the cockhead, making the boy cry out. "Too good!" she said.
"Ooo," said Holly, "you're mean."
"I think so," Roxy admitted, twisting the head, face shining as she watched his distress. "I definitely think so." She gave the cock a slap. "I wanna hurt him." Another. "I wanna hurt him bad"
Kat murmured a laugh as she ran her hand across the boy's flexing abs. "Me too!"
"Well," the doctor said, turning back to the cabined. "We won't hurt him too bad. But I have a feeling you won't be disappointed. Here, we'll warm up first."
She reached in for some floggers and crops.
2.
Angelika sat on her chair with the same smile on her face that she'd had for the past half an hour. Her arms crossed over her breasts, she kept idly touching her nipples. Her pussy felt quite wet.
These girls were natural. The way they had been tormenting the poor helpless lad had very much impressed her. Their style was as sure as it was eager. Clearly the educational system with its sex ed had done something right, even if, like so many girls, they probably had not had the sort of hands-on education that she had always advocated. But here they were getting to bloom.
Having let their whips sing their song on him (they had such a blast walking around him, trying to get the best reactions, and getting them!) the girls were now teasing the whimpering cutie. Holly and Kat running their fingernails up and down the cock, the long shaft covered in welts, the head reddened. It was very, very sensitive now, and the girls knew this too. His bound legs twitched and shook while they played and giggled.
Roxy was still at it with the riding crop. She had plugged off the nipple clamps and was swatting the nipples one by one, giggling as well.
The boy's voice was already a bit hoarse from all the whimpering and crying.
Yes, you could say he had been warmed up.
"Alright," Angelica said as she stood up. "I believe we are ready to move on."
She took some equipment out of the cabinet. The girls watched in fascination as she hooked up the large battery, then plugged in three wands with a tube in the end. The wand emitted a low to mid-level electric current. a very fun toy. The combination of the buzz and crackle and noised of male distress and female joy was a classic.
"Here's how you use it: press the button on the handle here and." She touched the tip on his side, and the boy jolted with a cry. The girls were very amused.
Angelika handed a wand to each and went to adjust the currency on the battery. "You want to start on the lowest setting?"
"Why not highest?" asked Roxy.
Angelika grinned. And dialed the battery up all the way.
They then began touching him all over, greatly tickled by his reactions. All over his defenseless bare skin.
Then, quite naturally, they settled down about his groin and concentrated on his cock and balls.
One of the most intense things to experience was electricity to the genitals, even at this relatively low level. The utter helplessness and humiliation, not to speak of the discomfort, was beyond compare. The girls were fully aware of this, as they glowed with joy with their ability to so completely dominate this tied helpless boy.
He tried to beg for mercy. They laughed at his desperate pleading. "You are ours," Kat said. "To hurt as we like."
Absolutely true.
"I don't like it," Roxy said. Grinning. ”I love it!"
Aroused, Angelica plugged in two more wands for herself, removed her underwear and parked herself on his face, so that her pussy was pressed against his nose bridge. She clamped his nipples again and started to apply electricity on them with her wands, while the girls were at work on his cock and balls. The nipple-genital connection enhancing the experience.
How beautifully he suffered for them!
The hopeless struggles, the very erotic vibration on her pussy from his noises of distress. His gagged begging, such a symbol for his place in the world. His tongue muted. His words heard but distorted. Not ignored, but delighted in. The buzzing of the torture toys, the girls' sounds of joy. A symphony of total female dominance.
His whimpering was starting to sound really broken
"Aw," Roxy mocked, "is he gonna cry?" She let out a guttural giggle. "I wanna make him cry." She focused her wand on the slit. "Cry for me slut!"
"Here." Angelina got up to fetch something. She handed it out to Roxy. A palm-sized battery operated shocker, the tip being a thin metal wire. "Try this for slit."
Eagerly the girl went for it. The thin end got to the slit better and was a lot more painful. It was clear from the boy's cries. Roxy laughed so evilly. "I love it!"
"I wanna try that too!" Kat said.
"In a minute," Roxy said. "Hey girls help me out here for a minute. Fry the head."
Giggling, the two girls focuse on the glans while Roxy went along the slit.
"It gets so big!" Kat said. "Such a nice cock."
"Totally hot," agreed Roxy.
"So helpless!" said Holly gleefully. "And so fucking sensitive!"
*Giggle*
Angelika smiled at their eagerness. She looked down at the shaking boy's pretty, crying face. Such beauty. Her own juices running down his cheeks. Mixing with tears now. She sat down, this time so that his nose went in between he labia. She started fucking his face.
The girls laughed at that. "Good luck breathing," Holly said.
"Breathing," Angelica said, riding hard while pulling at the clamped nipples, "is a privilege granted by us." His panicked moaning and vigorous desperate wiggling of head nearly made her cum but she held it.
*Giggle*
"You're an evil woman," Roxy said. She grinned. "I love it!" And she went back to work.
The girls were all smiles and gleeful giggles. Their hands caressing the helpless lovely thing tied up at their mercy, while his cock and balls suffered under their merciless assault. They were loving their power. Until now, they had not known what fun they had missed. They would take everything out of it now.
The boy's torture had barely begun.
3.
Angelika had never considered herself a sadist. But she absolutely loved to completely override a boy's will. She loved watching him helpless and powerless. She loved to watch him break. To her, the whole process had always been the sexiest thing. And causing pain was just a very good way of achieving that. Any animal avoided pain and reached for pleasure. That was the basis of will. To be forced to feel that which he naturally most avoided was negating that will. It was the most straightforward, most brutal attack on his autonomy. A simple fact, but with so many enticing applications!
A male needed to be broken. There were many methods to achieve that. Some more effective than others.
The prevailing consensus was that the most effective way into the male's soul was through what was under his belly. In short, assaulting and dominating the male sexuality was the key to breaking him and his will. In this, pain and discomfort inflicted on the genitalia was essential.
The purpose of such an act upon the male, to Angelika, was never just causing pain for pain's sake. It was to dominate him, put him a space where he mind softened and yielded, driving home the point that he had no power in the face of the Divine Feminine. That he merely existed to serve the woman in all of her whims. And that pleasure was not a thing that existed for him, as pleasure was linked with entitlement. He experienced only what the woman wanted her to experience.
As for the female, the purpose was to imbibe her with an ultimate sense of power. To a woman in full awareness of her dominance and privilege, his intense reactions would surely not fail to cause arousal. The way it tended to work out, the outward signs of his pain and distress and weakness, his begging and his pleading, his struggling and resistance, brought out the devil in a woman, only making her want to hurt him more. This was especially prone to happen in groups, women encouraging each other for higher levels of cruelty. And nothing he did could help him such a situation, it was more like the other way around.
This was precisely the sort of thing that happened with the girls here. Shy at first, now the boy's pain and distress was the very nectar they drank. His cries, his begging, his struggling. They amused the girls, but clearly also aroused them more and more. Their cruelty blooming. Like they had seen the light.
Angelika admired the lovely sight played out in front of her. The girls fully enjoying the boy in their hands. Holly was rubbing her pussy on his face while twisting the clamps on his nipples. Kat and Roxy tirelessly at work on his cock and balls, both girls with a wand in each hand. Still giggling. Mocking him for being such a pathetic, helpless little pain slut.
All having such a good time.
As for the boy, he had obviously not grown inured to the assault, the way he still struggled and cried. The sensitivity was not going anywhere. And nothing could change the very basic nature of invasiveness of having his most private parts viciously attacked. The drug-induced arousal making matters worse. A boy broke really quick with this kind of treatment.
She was a little surprised that he had not cum once. She would make sure that would still change.
Then Kat and Roxy put away the wands and attacked his genitals with their hands. They were so sore now that even manual attention gave the girls very pleasing reactions. They added more oil and, giggling, went to work on his long rod. Kat had his balls and his shaft. Roxy masturbated the head with a circular motion, her free hand brushing his taut belly.
"Such a hot cock," Roxy said, her long and supple fingers working.
"Our cock," Kat said. She gave Angelika a look.
She smiled. "It's yours, girls."
Holly took off the clamps and started teasing the sensitive nipples. Still slowly rubbing her wet pussy up and down his face. A lovely face, Angelica was looking forward to sitting on it herself. She would be spending considerable amounts of time on it, a beautiful seat like that
And on it went, the boy whimpering and twisting. The girls giggling.
Then after a while, Roxy, with a mean, lip-biting grin, started using her fingernails on the head. Kat joining her. Both with such well-kept, long natural nails: Roxy's painted white, Kat's black.
"I wanna make him cum like this!" Roxy said.
The boy really did not enjoy having his oh-so sensitive part getting attacked like this, judging by his high pitch squealing and fierce squirming.
The girls sure like that!
"Look at him go! *giggle*"
"Oh my god! *giggle* So fucking hot!"
"Mmmm, keep crying into my pussy, bitch!"
At first Angelika figured it would be lovely to see him made cum this way. But she then thought that maybe the girls would first like to be introduced to one more of her wicked toys.
"Maybe forestall that for a while still," she said.
The girls stopped. Looking at her with a mix of disappointment and anticipation.
"Would you like to see some more toys?"
They grinned eagerly.
4.
"How's this boy?" Angelika held the cock upright with her gloved hand and pressed the wide pinwheel with electric wires coming out the bottom against the shaft near the base. Slowly rolled it up. Restraints snapped tight as his whole body went rigid, and a shocked groan escaped him. A slightly different sensations: sharp pressure of the pins mixed with the burning sting of electricity. "Here," she cooed, reaching the tip and rolling around, "we go." Shaking, the boy made an adorable high-pitched noise as she went 'round and 'round the head. She smiled at the helpless twitch of his cock in her hand.
The girls giggled.
"That's low voltage." Angelika too a moment to turn up the dial and carried on. His reactions getting even better. "Awww. Who's a sensitive boy! *laugh*"
The girls were most pleased with the show, laughing and caressing his shaking body. Kat handled his balls with both hands, nails digging into the scrotum.
"I suppose you guys want to try?" she asked after a short demonstration, a little sad to have to stop.
And of course they did!
She set up two more of the electrified pinwheels, handing them out to the girls. Two wide ones, one with only one spiky wheel.
The happy girls got to it, attacking his sensitive rod. And with the intense sensation of three wheels working on him, his reactions were just perfect! Angelika herself took two wands which she started applying to his nipples again. Making for that complete sensation.
"I wanna find the most sensitive spot," Roxy said. "The one that hurts the most!"
The others agreed. And the eagers girls set out giggling for that quest, applying those hungry wheels all over his organ, in search of that best bunch of nerve-endings. Seemed there were quite a few candidates.
Angelika loved it. The looks on their faces, and the look on his. The happy sounds that filled the room. The buzz of electricity. His boyish cries and gagged begging. The creak of the leather restraints and the table. The gleeful noises of the happy young women as they drank up the agony of their beautiful helpless victim.
Even if she didn't consider herself a sadist, it all made her very wet indeed.
Amidst their revelry, the girls started chatting.
"Electricity is so much fun!"
"And so is he!"
*Giggle*
"We should get a cute boyfriend to play with."
"One between us?"
"One is plenty. It'll be hard enough to find a perfect one. Pretty with a hot bod and big cock likes this."
"Those boys are hella popular! You gotta share, I think."
"Like Addy and Liz, they share a boy."
"Oh yeah, the one they walk around in a leash. He's super hot!"
"They might lend him out. The other day, I walked past a dressing room after gym and there was noise. I checked to see a bunch of girls ganged-up on the boy, fucking him."
*Giggle*
"Cool!"
"We should get our own, though. To torture as much as we like."
"I feel that's gonna be a lot!"
*Giggle*
"Gonna have to buy lots of these cool toys!"
"And a torture table like this!"
"Yeah, so he'll be totally helpless!"
"Our totally defenseless little pain-puppet!"
*Giggle*
Angelika smiled at the eager spirit of youth. "You're also welcome to come here and play with him."
Roxy grinned. "Really? You're the best!"
The others echoed her sentiment.
"However, if you want a boy of your own, I might be able to help with that too. I'm quite well-connected."
"Really!"
"Awesome!"
"We fucking love you!"
Angelika chuckled. "We'll talk later. Now, I think you're neglecting him."
They giggled. Then worked on him, if possible, with even greater enthusiasm.
5.
"Mmmmhh," Angelika sighed. "Good boy, right there." His mouth felt lovely on her pussy. He was surprisingly good with his tongue for a virgin. But then the adoption centers often made use of boys even when keeping their virginity intact. They had clearly been teaching him well. With her, of course, he would get even better.
While his tongue was busy with her clitoris she, facing his feet, was fiddling with his cute little nipples and watching with pleasure as the girls continued to have fun between his legs - the pinwheels and wands turned down enough to provide discomfort but not pain to the extent that he had an excuse to falter with his mouth.
"It's important you learn," she told him, "to do what you are told even if someone is simultaneously doing what they want to you. And that could be any number of things. You are there for a woman's pleasure, boy. Never forget that." She addressed the girls. "That's one of the most important things you need to teach your boy when you get one. To be able to lick well, even if you choose to torture him at the same time."
"Oh, we wouldn't do that!"
*Giggle*
"No, not all the time!"
"Absolutely not every single time!"
The girls' laugher was so bubbly. Angelika smiled. They would be wonderful owners. Oh, the lucky boy who got to serve them!
Angelika then had another orgasm. Moaning and sighing, he pressed her pussy hard against his lips and rubbed back and forth. Her nails dug into his pecs. "Good boy!" she breathed. "Good boy. Good little slut!"
He was. He really was.
6.
The girls had each had their turn on the boy's mouth. Not everyone had managed to cum, but all had enjoyed themselves. They had taken a note of what a sexy little addition his helpless moans had been to the eating. And the psychological thrill of forcing him to lick while he was still tied and tortured. Both true, and widely recognized aspects of the wonderful world of boy-domination.
Now his gag was back on. They stood around the table, admiring their lovely helpless toy. He had his eyes closed and was breathing heavily. No doubt wishing it was over.
Not quite.
"So, girls," Angelika said with a smile. "You want to see how a boy cums from torture?"
The girls reacted predictably. And the boy started writhing and begging. Which made them even happier.
"Save your strength, boy," Angelika said gently. "You'll need to entertain us a little longer."
It was going to be more electricity for him. It was Angelika's favorite: maximum effect with no mess or unnecessary bruising to mar her beautiful possession.
This time he was really going to have it, wired all over, his nipples, his balls, the base of the shaft, and a probe into his anus. All his tasty, sensitive bits, simultaneous stimulation of which would lead to quite the intense overall experience. He would be orgasming hard. To ensure the effect, she gave him another healthy dose of ModiCum.
His cock was then left for their hands-on attention, an invitingly vulnerable target still standing in helpless, rigid erection. Angelika handed each girl an electrode, hooked to the same battery as the rest. When of them touched him, all of the wires would be activated. She herself took a metal rod which was meant for his urethra.
"The stimulation will be the most intense yet!" Angelika said.
"Oh, good!"
"Can't wait."
"I wanna see him cry!"
*Giggle*
Angelika oiled his cock to make it nice and glistening, then, wearing a leather glove, grabbed the shaft near the base. She wanted to feel his suffering.
She inserted the rod, to the boy's cries and contortions of discomfort which much pleased the girls. "Ok, we're set. As soon as you touch him . . . bzzzzt!"
Shy, Roxy, with the corner of her lower lip between her teeth and a gleam in her eye, touched.
Shrill cry of pain and surprise and a violent spasm.
"See?"
"Oh my god!" Kat breathed.
"Don't be shy."
They weren't. They attacked his cock with the electrodes, coursing up and down. Meanwhile Angelika slowly fucked his urethra, enjoying the cock's twitching in her gloved hand.
As much as they'd already played with him, this last round proved to re-ignite the girl's eagerness to torture the boy. They were visibly impressed with the intensity of his struggles. They giggled with aroused glee at his sexy shaking and writhing and shrill crying at the intense pain on his genitals. His frantic, gagged crying so erotic.
Angelika almost felt sorry for the boy. Never had she taken one all the way in such a short time, and absolutely never before deflowering.
As usual, it did not last long for this kind of stimulation to bare fruit. She grinned, pulling the rod out of his urethra. "He's about to cum!"
And so he did. The girls laughed so hard as the cum squirted out.
"Don't stop, girls! This is where he is at his most vulnerable. That's good. Focus on the head." She ran the tip of the rod up and down the slit while the girls' electrodes swirled around like a hungry ants. And as the cum had stopped leaking out, she inserted the rod again.
The boy's intense struggling and whimpered begging was giving the girls much joy. Angelika admired their lovely sadistic grins and giggles as they tirelessly tormented his hypersensitive flesh. Circling the electrodes all around the desperately pulsating cockhead.
"Suffer for us, baby!"
Eventually the more intense cries died down to hopeless keening. The girls imitated his whimpering. Laughing at him. Taunting him.
Suddenly Roxy gasped. "Are those tears?"
"They are!"
"Ohh, that's just sooo hot!"
*Giggle*
But tears weren't going to make the fun stop.
He had such a nice body. Male form was of course there to be enjoyed. And who could deny that it was at its loveliest when struggling helpless under female overpower!
And there was still the deflowering ceremony to wait for. He would look splendid, tied spread-eagled to her big bed, with all of them taking turns on his cock and mouth. The girls deserved such a reward. They could go all night if they wanted to.
But they were not quite done yet.
Angelica pulled out the probe and went over to pour some oil in her hands, then returned. "Here, let me."
They gave her room, and she grabbed the cock with both hands and started to masturbate it firmly. Her left hand slowly pumping the shaft while the right one handled the glans with rapid, slightly twisting moves, her grip tight around the torture-reddened, super-sensitive head. They boy's lovely body went rigid and he moaned and keened urgently. His sweet, sweet begging!
The girls giggled, their hands all over his spasming body. "So sexy!" Roxy said.
Then Holly moved to take the wired clamps off his nipples and started to tease them with her fingertips. Kat and Roxy started to handle his balls, taking the wires off first.
"Good, girls." Angelika said. "Keep him stimulated."
She smiled wide. Even with all the lovely toys you could use to make things interesting for a boy, nothing beat the feeling of ruling him with nothing but the power of your own hands. You could feel his helplessness, how the haplessly hard cock was completely in your power.
"Try not to cum, boy," she taunted him. "Not again. It'll be too intense, you may not be able to take it." The girls laughed. He was trying alright! "Ohhh, yeah. Hold back, baby." Even trying to, once more, was making it worse. She could feel it building up already. "*giggle* Aww, you can't can you?"
Angelika laughed. Although very little semen came out, the boy came and came hard. Such bucking and crying the girls could hardly believe it, hands over their mouths. "Too bad," Angelika said. She kept jerking with merciless intensity. "Too bad."
She kept the pumping on for a minute or two. Then switched to using the tips of her fingers. "Help me out, girls." And Kat and Roxy joined her.
Toys were fun and certainly had their place, but the hands of a woman should be enough to deal misery on a boy. And the more hands at once . . . well, the results were plain to see. Laughing at his shrill pleading they kept on attacking those hyper stimulated nerve endings. Delighting in his agony.
She then left his cock in the care of the nearly hysterically laughing girls and their fingernails, and picked a pair of wands off the table. She gave his balls and anus some electricity while they went on.
Having grown quite fond of the boy's suffering, she let this last torture go on a while longer. It was possible he suffered yet another orgasm but it was hard to say at this point. In any case, by the time they were done he was spent!
They examined him, panting and groaning and wailing, his lovely form drenched in sweat.
"Awww," Roxy said. "Wasn't that fun?"
"It was," said Kat. "Super fun! For us."
*laugh*
They kept touching him. Teasing him. Mocking him.
This had certainly been a wonderful afternoon!
"Well," Angelika said, putting the wands back on the table. She smiled. "Who else is horny?
7.
Roxy rode the boy's cock ferociously, head tilted back and eyes closed. Her long nails digging into his thighs. She seemed to be an easy orgasmer and was working toward her third now.
Kat had her ass in the boy's face, making him lick her anus while she fingered her own clit. Holly sat by them on Angelika's empress-sized bed, admiring her friends while idly caressing they boy's torso. He lay on his back, arms and legs spread out and wrists and ankles tied to the posts. Tied down helpless and available for use, like a cute boy should be.
He was a lovely sight, used so well. No longer a virgin. Deflowered.
Honestly it hadn't been much of a ceremony. Angelika had read a little prayer to the Goddess, thanking for the lovely gift She had bestowed upon them. Then she had proceeded to make him eat her out while as the girls had teased him, and after that she had sat on his lovely cock. As the owner, she was going to be the one to strip him of his boyhood. As she'd ridden him the girls had availed themselves to his mouth. And after her orgasm, she had let them have him.
And they had really been having him! Smiling, Angelika sat in her recliner and reveled in the sight of the girls overwhelming her boy. They really were natural.
Back in the dark ages of male power, sexual imagery, particularly of porn, had been saturated with images of one male with multiple women at once. A true hero, a conqueror. Hell, even femdom had had its multiple dommes on one male, but even there the tenor was of them serving his needs. And on the other hand, graphic depictions of multiple men on one female had been all about her desecration for their benefit.
These days things were quite different. The male had been taught that to be a sexual target of more than one woman at once was meant to overpower him. To desecrate him. To make him little more than a shared plaything. The experience of being jointly enjoyed, shared like a good meal, was supposed to make him feel increasingly helpless and small. The boy had had his share of that during the torture session. Just him alone, naked and restrained, with females in their clothes coming together and sharing the fun of playing with him, doing whatever they wanted, particularly when he did not want it. Laughing at him, talking about him like an object.
And now he was but a tool for their sexual pleasure. Modern medicine making sure that even his pleasure had been robbed from him and turned into their pleasure of tormenting him.
Domination complete.
8.
"Haven't you cum yet!" Holly cried, slapping the boy's shiny, erect cock.
"Our pussies not good enough for you?" Kat demanded, twisting his nipples.
"Let's teach him a lesson," Roxy said with a grin. Grabbing the cock and starting to stroke the head. The boy whimpered, going rigid.
Holly went to get more oil and returned to make the organ nice and slippery. She and Roxy went to work on it.
Kat parked herself on his head, grabbing his hair by both hands and forcing his face between her legs. "You don't get to breath air, bitch! Only my ass."
The girls laughed.
"Better cum quick!" Roxy said in singsong, handling his delicate flesh like a pro by now.
Angelika came over to play with the boy's nipples while Holly and Roxy handled his genitals and Kat rode his face.
The boy moaned and whimpered, breathing only with great difficulty underneath the cruelly laughing Holly. He writhed and twisted but remained at their mercy.
"Love the way he struggles still."
"Even though there's nothing he can do."
"Don't stop, boy!"
"Absolutely not. You're perfect the way you are!"
The girls giggled.
And soon he did cum.
The girls did not stop, of course, but kept their rapt attention on him. He struggled and twisted and cried and begged. And the girls laughed.
The post-orgasm torture included scratching and slapping and flicking at his meat.
"Poor cock," Roxy said. "In the hands of such merciless girls!"
"He's so adorable," said Holly, watching his wonderfully agony with her eyes gleaming. "Such a delicious little whore.
Roxy scratched his cock hard with both hands, teeth bared. "I just wanna keep fucking him and torturing him and fucking him and torturing him!"
Kat raised her ass enough so they heard him begging. "Shut up!" she said. "Lick my pussy while they torture you, slut." She slapped him hard! "Do it!"
Sobbing, he did his best.
"Mmmmh," Kat said. "That's a good boy."
*Giggle*
Fifteen minutes later they were finally done with him. They settled around the sobbing boy, caressing him, telling him what a good whore he had been, and how much they had loved every second. Gentle, in a way, yet underscoring the massive power imbalance. He never did and never would have any choice in the matter, and the less he wanted it the more it pleased them. They managed to convey this perfectly, even without much education or experience. They were truly natural, and would made wonderful owners.
"I have a suggestion," Angelika said, after only a moment's hesitation.
The girls looked at her with anticipation. By now they had learned that her suggestions were always good. This one in particular.
She told them. She would let them keep the boy.
They took it well.