College Besties Studio Building

Doug and Doris woke. He was secured back down on a bondage horse. His arms and legs were attached to the base. His front had taken the most of Mistress’s abuse. She had covered his cock with a cage, his balls were still screaming at him with the whipping they took.

Doris spent the night without sleep. She was attached to a Spanish donkey. Her vagina had been swiped clean with a straight razor. She had never trimmed her hair down there. It was smooth, except the fact that her oversize clitoris now looked like a small penis coming out from between her cleft. She would be embarrassed except for the pain between her legs.

That cunt, Jill had put her up on the donkey. Doris’s legs were on either side of the steel topped triangle. Her ankles were tied to her thighs and weights were attached around her knees pulling down on her body. Her arms were behind her back and held to the ceiling in a strappado tie. Her large nipples on the flat, “Egg like” breasts were pulled down with clover clamps and large lead balls. The bitch put a large steel ring in behind her teeth and blinded her with a leather blindfold.

Doris heard Doug whining as his body was abused by the bitch. Doris would have taken it for him if she could. She knew she was stronger than Jill, she just did not have the chance to turn the tables on her. Doris would go along with the cunt’s game, until she saw her opportunity, then she would have her vengeance. She just worried what would happen to her weak little Douggie.

They had come to consult on an easy gig according to Doug. He had called her and asked her to meet him in the university office at 4:30 that afternoon. They had driven to a house very nearby. It was a mammoth Victorian home. A blonde girl had require they switch places with the cars. They had been instructing a sexy construction guy on where to install lights and colors for walls when the bitch showed up.

Doris had dismissed her as immaterial right away. She was asking stupid questions about the placement and quality of the materials Doris recommended. It was none of her business that Doris’s brother owned the company she was recommending for the lighting and sound. But somehow the cunt had gotten her to say just that in the heat of conversation.

The woman attacked her, unprovoked and overpowered her. When Douggie came to her defense the big contractor, easily subdued him. Doris was forced to sit with her now bare pussy and watch the cunt beat on her man with three different whips. Doris cried at the pain her lover endured because she tried to defend her honor against the bitch.

Jill had informed Lisa when she returned home with her newest conquest.

“The professor and his cunt were trying to scam you as consultants. I asked for their licenses for tax reasons and the woman blew up at me. During out conversation she yelled that it did not matter if she was recommending her brother to do the lighting. I decided to dig deeper, so I subdued her. Her gimp of a husband attacked me, and Tim took care of him. They are in the playroom. I figured tonight on the Spanish donkey for her, and I took out my frustration on him, after caging his little manhood.” Jill explained to her employer.

“J and C.T. will be in my room tonight. I will interview those two in the morning. I think I have an idea, but I want to enjoy C.T. and will get to that unpleasantry in the morning.” Lisa said, tugging he rose gold leash and C.T. crawled behind her new owner.

Janet, now slave J helped C.T. remove the hair from around Mistress’s new ring in her clit. Then J removed the hair around her asshole. The razor felt good sliding near that. C.T. had never known how aroused she got at the thought of pain and the actual pain while she was being played with. Mistress had explained to her that the reason C.T. pulled her nipples and pinched her breasts while the coach was pleasuring her, was that C.T. was a pain slut.

The girl eating her pussy while the piercing tech put the needles through her nipples proved the point. C.T. gushed on the girl’s face in the best orgasm she had achieved to date as the pain burned through her nipples. Janet was nice as slave J. C.T. remembered the girl a couple of weeks ago as being uppity and bitchy. C.T. was fascinated at the ring in Mistress’s newest clit.

Lisa decided to give Tim a chocolaty treat. She had him lie on his back while J got him hard with her now almost expert throat. Lisa had C.T. on her back beside him, eating her cunt as she slapped the large breasts in front of her back and forth. The areola was 9″ across. The nipples with the 1/4″ thick metal through them were 3/8″ thick before the metal and now were almost 1/2″ wide where the metal pierced them. Slap, slap, tug, tug. Was the rhythm Lisa had taken up while a pink tongue worked her pink core.

Lisa saw from the look on her lover’s face, Tim was ready for some fresh meat.

“C.T. get over Tim and get his cock inside of you. I have a surprise once you get started. J, get up behind C.T. and hold her arms clipped together up like they are tied to the ceiling.”

The girls got into position and Tim started to work up into the young girl’s tight snatch. He was gaining ground and looking at the two largest tits he had seen in his life. Just as he was about to reach up and squeeze one, he heard the whoosh of bamboo through the air. Lisa struck the girl he was inside right above the navel. She screamed and her pussy clenched tighter on his cock that was sliding in at the time.

It was like a flesh glove tightened, loosened, whoosh, tightened. Tim was concentrating on enjoying the inside of this woman and not cumming yet. The welts were climbing the now grunting girl’s torso. The next strike had the sound of metal combined with it as it struck the freshly attached rings. Tim felt the girl orgasm and cover his groin with hot fluids.

The big girl was shaking in orgasm and Tim could not hold out any longer. He buried the entirety of his cock inside and flooded the pink lining with hot seed. While his prostate was contracting pushing out the seminal fluids, he saw two more strikes and welts appear above the areola on the chocolate brown breasts. The girl being held upright now by J. was grunting and her vagina spasmed on Tim feeling like a milking machine working the shaft of his cock as it softened.

“J, you clean up the mess that is C.T.’s crotch, C.T. you clean yourself from Tim, he will be busy on my wet snatch.” Lisa ordered.

C.T. slid from Tim’s cock, hands, and knees she started to lap up the fluids covering the man’s groin. She felt the tongue working her now hairless flesh. It dawned on Christy; she had more tongues in and on her in the last 5 hours than she had in her entire life. Christy concentrated on the now growing cock in front of her. She was surprised at the girth and length of the man she was licking.

“Get that in your throat and suck it like the slave you are, C.T.” Lisa ordered.

Christy had never had a cock in her mouth. She had only been with two guys sexually and both were more interested in her tits and fucking than having her service them. Every time she got the thick smooth head to her throat she gagged.

“J will help you learn. She had the same problem with her gag reflex. J, move up and help C.T. learn how to properly throat a man’s cock.” Lisa ordered.

Tim was doing a good job on her so Lisa was in no hurry to end the game she played.

Lisa slept well that night. Most of the night she had two metal rings touching her torso and one on her thigh as she and C.T. snuggled. Lisa woke to a hot tongue on her pussy and hearing, slurp, slurp, gag, slurp, slurp, gag. At least C.T. was working on it and Lisa knew Tim liked any mouth on his cock. J brought her to a nice orgasm, and she headed for the shower.

Lisa headed down to check on the two scammers; according to Jill. Lisa entered the playroom to the sight of the skinny little titted woman mounted on the Spanish donkey. Weights pulled her tight to the contraption. Large lead balls continued to hang on distended nipples pulling soft small breasts down. Drool covered the center of those breasts and had long ago mixed with the fluids leaking over the metal cap, down across the wood under her thighs. The strappado tie was not tight enough to pull her torso into an arch, just tight enough to raise her arms to bra strap height.

“I am going to put these on you so I can have a private conversation with the professor.” Lisa told the brown-haired girl still smelling of patchouli oil.

Lisa put noise canceling headphones on her and turned up the heavy metal music coming from them. Lisa walked over to the professor and unlocked his cage. She looked him in the eye.

“I am going to remove your cage and the ring in your mouth. You and I are going to have a frank conversation which will end in two ways. Us leaving together to the university or you and your girl leaving in boxes to be sold in Saudi Arabia.” Lisa explained to the professor.

She wet her palm with a large amount of lubricant and started to stroke his cock. She removed his ring and pulled his testicles through it, pushed the head of the cock through and made a cock ring with two straps hanging on the sides.

“You got hard quickly professor, you’re a submissive little slut, aren’t you?” Lisa teased.

“No, let us go.” Doug begged.

Lisa had grabbed a couple of zip ties. She took one and zipped it around his left testis in its little sack.

“If you don’t answer my questions honestly you might have to be sold as a eunuch.” Lisa stated.

“What was the nature of your and Doris’s interactions with my handyman and personal assistant?” Lisa questioned.

“We were consulting, and Doris was going over lighting. When your personal assistant assaulted Doris.” Doug plead.

Lisa trapped the other testicle with a zip tie. The first was already purple and Doug could feel his pulse in it every heartbeat.

“In two hours, the results of the zips will be irreversible. No kids for the Doug Eunuch. Won’t you look funny with an empty sack as your body consumes the dead flesh that used to be your nuts.” Lisa chided. Lightly slapping his now purple testicles. “How much markup does Doris get for having her brother do the lighting?” Lisa asked.