Of course, when I got down to just my briefs, my cock was straining against the flimsy material, and it was obvious that I was hard. Then I hooked my thumbs into the waistband and pulled them all the way down. When I was fully naked, Wanda openly ogled me and ran her eyes up and down every inch of my naked body.
“Now that’s a good boy,” she said. “A boy toy should always be hard for his mistress.”
Wanda ordered me to hold Christian in my arms and let him cry on my shoulder and then she produced two bottles of clear, oily liquid. Vanessa was asked to assist in rubbing the oil into every inch of Christian and my naked bodies.
“The highlights on their skin will be spectacular,” Wanda gushed and then they popped the caps on each bottle and proceeded to squirt oil all over me.
They went to work on me first. My body was coated with thick oils from my shoulders all the way down to my ankles. Wanda and Vanessa ran their hands all over my body, working the glistening oils into my smooth naked body.
Of course, they spent an inordinate amount of time polishing my balls and cock with oil, oiling my anus, and working the oils into the curves of my buttocks. I gasped and panted as Wanda worked copious amounts of oil up and down the shaft of my bock while Vanessa’s fingers worked oils into my anus. My cock throbbed insistently, and felt as if it would burst, and then they moved lower and began to rub oil into my thighs.
When they were finished oiling me, they moved on to Christian and rubbed his naked body until he was glistening all over.
“I like the highlights on the oil, Wanda,” observed Vanessa looking from me to Christian and then back to me again. “Their muscles show up well. I may have to do this with Stephen when I play with him at home.”
With both of us naked and glistening with oil, we were ordered to wrap our arms around each other and kiss. I took Christian in my arms and pressed my slippery body up against his. I kissed him passionately and forced my tongue into his mouth.
Christian was nervous, but I whispered into his ear not to be scared and that I promised I would do most of the work.
I grabbed his boyish ass as we kissed and rubbed my naked body up against his. Christian was stiff and awkward in my arms at first, but he gradually warmed up. At a certain point, he began to moan into my mouth as we kissed, and our tongues caressed each other.
As we continued to kiss, Christian’s hands moved all over my naked body. He was hesitant at first, but his mistress warned him that if his performance with me didn’t look sexy that he would be punished again.
“And the second punishment will sting a great deal more than the first,” she warned. “I have a leather strap I’ve never used on you before. Would you like the first time to be while Stephen and Vanessa are watching?”
Spurred into motion, Christian’s hands explored my naked, glistening body. His hands slid across my shoulders, the small of my back, my waist, and then they cupped and fondled my firm, naked buttocks.
I gasped, as my butt was still sore from a harsh spanking I’d received earlier that day. I stifled a painful gasp as he reawakened the pain in my hindquarters, but the pain made me even more aroused.
At some point Christian’s hands found their way between my legs and he took hold of my scrotum. He lifted them slightly as if weighing them. He gently kneaded my balls for a few moments before taking my cock in his hands and squeezed them shaft.
“That’s impressively thick,” he said as he gripped the shaft and twisted it around. Then I moaned uncontrollably and wantonly gyrated my hips as he tightly gripped my cock and his hand slid his hand up and down the shaft, occasionally gripping the swollen head of my cock as well.
“Aaaaaaahh,” I exclaimed as his thumb rubbed across the ultra-sensitive underside of my glans.
Rather than bring me to orgasm right away, Christian released my cock from his grip and proceeded to run his hands across my abs and my smooth, glistening pecs. Then, Wanda suggested that he play with my nipples.
Up until I became Cole and Vanessa’s slave, I had never thought of a man’s nipples as an erogenous zone, but things change, and my nipples have since become incredibly responsive. Vanessa knew this and wanted everyone to see how I reacted when Christian played with them.
After rubbing his thumbs across them and rolling them between his fingers, I was moaning. Then, Christian escalated the sensations I was feeling by placing his mouth over one of my nipples and trapping it between his teeth.
He sucked on it and battered it with his tongue. His mouth on my nipple caused an urgent, delicious throbbing that resonated across most of my feverish, naked body.
“Ohhhhhh,” I exclaimed loudly as my nerve-endings were stimulated to the point of madness. I could literally feel my mind slipping away, my entire being was just one bright, burning inferno of sexual heat and then Christopher was ordered onto his knees, to take my cock into his mouth.
Kneeling in front of me, with my hard cock just inches from his face, Christian froze. He had never had sex with another guy before, and he looked terrified at the prospect of taking another man’s cock into his mouth.
“Christian, you had better not disappoint me,” Wanda warned. “I told Vanessa that you would be obedient. If you make a liar out of me, your punishment will be severe.”
I looked down at Christian and he had that deer in the headlight sort of look in his eyes. My cock was fully erect, with a dollop of precum at the tip. Christian looked nervous about taking it in his mouth. And then, as he hesitated, Wanda went and got a leather strap. I had become something of an expert on leather straps and I knew this one would inflict a wicked sting.
Christian decided he was more afraid of the strap than he was of sucking cock, and he wrapped his lips around my cock. Following Wanda’s instructions, he worked his mouth up and down the shaft of my cock and used his wet tongue to massage my cock’s swollen head.
I moaned and trembled as Wanda’s naked boy toy slowly slid his lips up and down on my cock and ran his tongue run all over it. His hands moved around my waist, and then he grabbed onto both of my firm ass cheeks, gripping onto them for support as his head moved up and down.
When he pulled back, my cock glistened with his saliva. My breathing was heavy, and my cock pulsed and felt as if it was about to burst. Precum formed at the tip, and Wanda ordered him to lap it up with his tongue.
“Very good, Christian,” Wanda said after he’d licked it away. I shuddered at the delicious sensation of his tongue at the tip of my cock and then he was ordered to take my cock once more into his mouth.
Christian instantly obeyed, wrapping his lips back around my cock and sliding his mouth down the shaft until he had enveloped the entire thing. I moaned as I just watched my big, hard cock disappear down his throat.
I plunged my cock into Christian’s hot, wet mouth, but before I was allowed to cum, my mistress and Christian’s decided that it would be more entertaining if I were whipped as my cock was fellated.
“But, mistress, what did I do wrong?” I asked, thinking this was some sort of punishment.
“Oh, Stephen, you haven’t done anything wrong. I just think it will be far sexier if your cute, boyish buttocks are reddened as you and Christian are having sex.
Vanessa got her hands on a leather belt, and she whipped me as I fucked Christian’s mouth. The oils that had been rubbed into my skin made the belt sting even more. And when I came the blows didn’t stop. She just kept whipping me more and more and pointed out to Wanda the endearing way my ass swayed and bounced as she vigorously laid into me with the belt.
Getting whipped across my slick; glistening ass cheeks was excruciatingly painful. I cried out and moved my hips in a shameless manner as I was whipped, but Wanda and Vanessa viewed my ordeal as grand entertainment.
Leave a Reply