Ten Days in Another Town
Day Ten
I slept beside her bed that night, a sleepless night, racked by jealously
and shame. Verity, however, slept soundly until almost lunchtime, and, when
she awoke, demanded that I lick the last evidence of Harvey from her pussy.
When I finished, she sat on the edge of the bed looking down at me as I
knelt, sullenly, at her feet, her pussy with it’s matted hair directly in my
face.
"Welcome to your new life, Jerry," she said. Startled, at the unusual use of
my name, I raised my head and she smiled down at me. "Remember, a few months
ago you asked me to marry you? Right after you found out how much money I
had?" she added sweetly and I cringed.
"Yes Mistress," I replied, softly.
"I’ve decided to accept, Jerry. You and I are getting married. The licence
is being arranged and we will have the ceremony in a few weeks."
Verity rose and put on a robe. "It will not be a conventional marriage,
Jerry. What went on last night will continue and you will continue as my
slave."
Slave! The reality hit me and, stunned, I watched her walk out the door.
"Come on, Jerry," she called and I crawled to the other room where I found
Verity seated on the sofa. "Yes, Jerry, married," she smiled, looking down
at me. "But I will keep control. And we will have the honeymoon before the
wedding." For some reason, Verity found that extraordinarily funny and burst
out laughing.
A moment later, CJ and Leonie entered. "Take him away," Verity said.
"Prepare him for the honeymoon."
CJ loomed over me. "I’m going to deactivate your collar so you can walk
upright. We still have the controllers and the ring around your balls will
still function so don’t try any funny business. Understand?"
"Yes Madam," I said meekly. A chance to stand upright again! At last!
"Remember, Jerry," Verity said. "I can always reactivate that collar and you
’ll spend the rest of your life on your knees."
CJ fiddled with the collar and then stood back. Verity nodded and I stumbled
to my feet. Although unsteady, I could stand up again. It was marvellous!
Leonie and CJ took one of my arms each and whisked me away, down the
corridor to the elevator and to the shower room where they watched as I
scrubbed myself.
The good news was that some stubble was appearing on my body and, for the
first time I used the aerosol can with the long nozzle to cover myself in
the hair removal foam. Yelping with the stinging and watched by the two
laughing women, I washed the foam and any remnants of hair away. Once again,
bald and shaven.
CJ brusquely ordered me to lay down face down on the bench while Leonie
wheeled in a medical stand with some sort of bag hanging from it. Shocked, I
guessed they were going to give me an enema.
Leonie greased my ass and I felt the nozzle start to penetrate me. Relax,
puppy," she cooed while she pushed it in.
"Relax or I’ll hit the controller and give you something else to think
about," growled CJ and I relaxed as much I could.
"There. That’s it," I heard Leonie say and I felt the first rush of water
into my innards. They had no mercy, filling me until I was gritting my teeth
with the stretched, bloated feeling as my distended stomach hung from me as
I now crouched on the bench.
Finally, they stopped the flow and removed the nozzle, Leonie wheeling the
stand away while CJ, grinning at me, helped me to my feet.
"Look out," laughed Leonie. "He’ll go any minute." She was right as the
first of the stomach cramps hit me. Leonie leaned close and wrapped her long
fingers around my cock causing me to get hard instantly. "Enjoying this?"
she taunted.
"No madam," I said through gritted teeth.
"Oh," she pouted. "You don’t like hand jobs any more?"
"Oh," I groaned as a wave of cramps hit me and they pushed me towards a
toilet stall.
"Sit, puppy," CJ ordered and I lowered myself onto the toilet as CJ and
Leonie stood back, both grinning at me.
I tried to ignore them as the cramps swept through me and, with no control,
I released. The noise was embarrassing and the stench was humiliating as I
voided my bowels in a steaming rush. With no control, I kept pushing at
straining until there was no more.
Both women had handkerchiefs to their noses, faces grimacing from the
stench. "Flush," yelled CJ and I fumbled for the lever and flushed the
toilet. Suddenly a cold jet of water hit me and I saw that CJ was directing
a hose at me, washing the mess down the drain.
Weak, I offered no resistance as they inserted the nozzle in my ass once
more and, again, I went through the same embarrassing routine although, this
time, the stench was not as overpowering.
When they judged I was totally clean, they allowed me to dry myself ,
watched by CJ, while Leonie removed some items of clothing from a small
leather bag.
"Put this on," Leonie said, offering me a pink lace garter belt. CJ waved
the controller and I hurriedly snapped the pink garter belt around my waist,
the suspender straps hanging down my legs.
Seated on the bench, they drew pink stockings up my hairless legs and
attached them to the suspender straps. Leonie grinned down at my hard cock.
"Puppy is enjoying this," she said as, to my embarrassment, she tied a pink
satin ribbon in a bow around the base of my cock. "Almost hides the tiny
thing," she mused and CJ giggled as I blushed as the sensual feeling of the
nylon around my hairless legs made my cock twitch.
Next, a large pair of pink high heels shoes, a pink lipstick and dark
mascara and I was led, stumbling, down the corridor to a large room. I had
never been in this room and, intuitively, I felt afraid. Heavily carpeted,
one wall of the room was dark glass and the other walled covered in thick
drapes.
A large metal pole hung from the ceiling and a device that looked like a
modern form of the medieval stocks were attached the pole close to the
floor.
"Kneel," CJ barked and, trembling, I knelt next to the pole as CJ unlocked
the stocks and levered them apart. Staring at the three half circles in the
dark timber of the stocks, I waited for my instructions.
"Head there," CJ pointed at the centre hole. "And arms there. Hurry!" I
leaned forward and rested my neck on the large semi circle and laid my arms
through the two smaller ones. Leonie moved the halves together, padlocked
them and I was helpless, kneeling on the carpet, facing the wall of dark
glass.
The CJ looked down on me while Leonie fastened shackles to each ankle. The
shackles had small chains which were attached to rings in the floor. For the
first time I noticed the floor around the steel pole was different from the
rest of the carpeted room. Sure, it was carpeted but it was a different
pattern in a circle with the pole in the centre.
Leonie stood in front of me and lifted her skirt, her naked pussy slightly
above my face. "Lick," she commanded and I strained upward, my tongue
reaching for her but falling short.
"You are the same height?" CJ asked, a remote control device in her hand.
Leonie nodded. "Yep. Almost exactly the same height."
I heard a mechanical noise and I felt the stocks move upwards slightly on
the pole, dragging me with them until I was now level with Leonie’s pussy.
My studded tongue caressed her labia and she patted me on the head. "Now,
that’s better, puppy."
Abruptly, she dropped her skirt and the two women left me alone in the room.
Suddenly, the lights went down, replaced by a spotlight that just covered
the circle I was kneeling in and the rest of the room was black.
I waited.
I heard Verity’s voice in the darkness before I saw her. "Well, my little
puppy. Let us look at you." A whirring sound and the circle I was kneeling
on started to rotate, spinning me slowly around.
A giggle in the darkness. "The ribbon is adorable, although it hides your
tiny cock. Do you have a tiny cock, puppy?" she asked.
Blushing as I rotated, I hung my head. "Yes, Mistress. Puppy has a tiny
cock."
"Move your head, puppy. I want to hear your bells ring." I shook my head,
the ear bells tingled and she laughed. "Show us your tongue." I poked my
tongue with the three studs out and wondered what was happening.
The rotation stopped and Verity walked out of the darkness into the
spotlight. She was beautiful, dressed in a short black dress, black hose,
high heels and her long red hair hanging lose on her shoulders. A diamond
choker and ear rings completed the picture.
"You’ve had a lot of training, puppy. You’re a good pussy licker now. What
are you?"
"Puppy is a pussy licker."
"As my slave, you will lick me whenever and wherever I want. Isn’t that
right, puppy?’
"Yes mistress," I lisped .
Verity stood in front of me and slid the hem of her black dress up,
revealing her pussy framed by a black garter belt and stocking. "Lick," she
snapped and I strained at my task. Suddenly, she pulled away, dropping her
skirt.
"You’re hard, Jerry," she said. "I think you like being my slave. Do you
want to come?"
"Please Mistress, let puppy come," I begged, desperate.
Verity smiled coldly at me. "You come when I say or not at all." Her smile
softened. "You look nice in your pink stockings." I blushed. "And high heels
as well! Very pretty. I thought white would have been more appropriate for
our honeymoon but, well, you have been such a slut so white is out of the
question." Verity stood next to me and I felt her fumble with the ribbon
around my hard cock. "There," she said, draping the ribbon around my neck.
"That’s better. Now we can all see your little bald cock and balls."
Was there someone else out there in the darkness? CJ, perhaps? Leonie? A
whirring sound and the stocks slowly rose up the pole until I was standing
bent at the waist with my legs apart and fastened to the floor
I felt her fingers trail down my back. "Starting to lose that flab. Good. My
slave should be well defined and hard." Verity laughed. "Hard body, I
meant."
I heard a movement and rustle of clothing. She stood in front of me in black
lace bra, panties and garter belt with sheer black stockings, her fingers
idly stroking her panties.
"Do you want to lick me, puppy?"
"Please Mistress," I begged, knowing she wanted this from me. "Please let me
lick your pussy."
Verity turned, bent over slightly and I stared at her magnificent ass
pushing against the lace and satin of her panties. "Will you lick my ass,
puppy?" she taunted.
My cock throbbed and twitched madly. "Yes Mistress. Please let me lick your
ass."
Verity turned, upright with hands on her hips and laughed loudly. "You’ll
drink my piss. You’ll do anything I say because of that ring around your
balls. Let’s see how it works." Horrified, I watched her raise the
controller and press the button. I screamed and my body jerked painfully in
the stocks as I rotated.
The pain ceased and I slumped in the stocks, my body covered in sweat.
"Poor puppy. Does that hurt?"
"Yes Mistress," I said tearfully.
"Good," she said coldly. "Look up." I raised my head and stared out into the
darkness. Suddenly, lights came up and, to my humiliation, I saw an
audience of women seated behind the glass and, flushing with shame, I
recognised them all.
There were the seven women I had cheated with, the seven from the black book
Verity found. Tiffany was there grinning and smoking. Judy, Barbara and
Jane, giggling and sipping champagne. All of them.
CJ, Leonie, Clare and Jenny were also in the audience and, seated up the
back smiling at me, was Jana. There were a few women I didn’t recognise but
I hung my head in overwhelming shame as the floor rotated once again and,
this time, I knew I was being exhibited to the audience.
The rotation stopped in front of the glass again and I could see the women
chattering excitedly to each other. I couldn’t hear them but, I guessed,
they could hear us.
Tiffany was leaning forward, licking her lips as she watched the scene. She
was always a hot number, ready any time and that’s why she got the five
stars.
Verity was standing behind me. "I’m sure you know most of the audience," she
sneered. "Those you don’t know are my secretary Jody and my personal
assistant Belinda. Now,’ she said menacingly. "say hello to all your new
mistresses."
"Hello, Mistresses," I said softly and received a jolting pain to my balls,
rotating so the audience could see my twitching body.
"Now, puppy," she admonished as the pain subsided. "That’s not the way you
speak."
"Puppy says hello mistresses," I said quickly and more loudly. The women
laughed and Tiffany was smiling coldly at me, her hand resting on her knees.
"That’s better," laughed Verity. "Stick your tongue out again. Can you see
the studs?" she asked the women and I saw them nod. Verity stood next to me.
"Put it away. What do the studs do, puppy?" she asked.
"The studs make puppy a better pussy licker."
"Now," she said looking at the audience behind the glass, "based on his past
performance, anything would be an improvement." The women laughed. "However,
puppy has received a great deal of training and he’s now adequate. Some of
the girls in the audience can testify to that." I watched as Leonie leaned
forward to speak to Tiffany.
"Do you like pussy, puppy?" Verity said.
"Puppy loves pussy," I said brokenly, ashamed.
"Puppy loves pussy some much, girls," she said to the audience, "he licked
my lovers cum from my pussy right after he watched me get fucked by him."
Astonishment swept through the audience and my face burned.
"You watched, didn’t you puppy?" she sneered.
"Yes Mistress," I croaked. "Puppy watched."
"Now, you have admitted you have a tiny cock." I blushed. "Tell us about
Harvey’s cock"
"Harvey’s cock was bigger than puppy’s," I admitted, tears welling in my
eyes.
"Much bigger," Verity said, smiling proudly to her audience. "And black,"
she added triumphantly and the audience gasped as they replayed their own
private fantasies in their heads. "In case any ones forgotten," she said
maliciously. "Let’s have a look at puppy’s little cock." I rotated slowly
and exhibited my hard cock to the watching women. "Still hard. Deep down
inside he loves this," Verity said to the women.
"Tell us, puppy," she continued. " When was the last time you fucked some
pussy with that pathetic little cock?"
Frantically, I tried to think. "Just before this started……." I trailed off,
tears running down my face.
Verity was relentless. "And who was that with, puppy?"
I hung my head. "Tiffany, mistress," I whispered and received a jolt of pain
to my balls, rotating again as I jerked and struggled in the stocks. The
pain left as I returned to face the audience again. "Puppy fucked Tiffany,
Mistress," I shouted, sweat running from my body.
"Tiffany," Verity said in mock surprise. "And what was it like, Tiffany? One
to five stars." Tiffany held up one finger and the audience laughed. "One
star?" Verity said, mockingly. "Tiffany, he gave you five. Well, well. Did
he lick your pussy, Tiffany?" A shake of Tiffany’s head and Verity laughed.
"Well, he will now, won’t you puppy?"
"Puppy will lick pussy, mistress," I said hurriedly.
"Any pussy I say," Verity said triumphantly and turned to the glass. "Puppy
will be available, ladies, for your use if you wish. Plenty of licking and
you’ll get your own controller to keep him in line. But," she warned. "No
fucking." Verity looked coldly down at me. "Puppy doesn’t get to fuck ever
again."
My heart sank but my cock twitched in time with my racing pulse. I was
desperate to come as I had been denied for so long.
"But," she said and I heard rustling behind me," that doesn’t mean puppy
misses out on fucking all together." Suddenly, I felt a jelly substance
being applied to my ass and I felt afraid. Verity moved in front of me and,
horrified, I stared at the strap on dildo that hung obscenely over her
panties.
Opening my mouth to protest, I shut it quickly when I saw the controller in
her hand. "Puppy wants to get fucked, don’t you puppy?" she said menacingly.
Hanging my head, I accepted the inevitable. "Yes mistress."
"What!" she snapped.
"Yes Mistress," I gasped quickly. "Puppy wants to get fucked."
Verity moved behind me and the audience stared at me. I saw Tiffany’s hand
steal under her skirt and Leonie was rubbing the crotch of her jeans.
I felt her finger worm its way into me and I clenched my muscles in defence.
"Don’t," she warned and I willed myself to relax. Scared and humiliated, I
wished this whole thing was over so I could avoid the gaze of the women
before me.
"I’m going to fuck you now," she hissed and I felt the head of the fake cock
press against my greased ass. Whimpering, I tried to move away but there was
no escape as it slowly moved into my ass. A whirring sound and we started
rotating to provide my audience with views from all angles.
The women were leaning forward to get a better look as Verity strained to
get the dildo into my ass but I resisted. Suddenly, a blinding flash of pain
to my balls and, as I screamed, my attention diverted, the dildo tore into
me and slid all the way in.
Sobbing, I hung in the stocks as Verity laid against my back. "I’m in you,
Jerry," she whispered. "Beg me to fuck you."
"Please fuck me, mistress," I sobbed.
"Look," she announced to the audience. "He’s still hard. He loves being
fucked. Don’t you, puppy?"
"I love being fucked, mistress," I whimpered as she started to move in an
out. Soon, as we rotated, she was slamming in and out of me as I rocked in
pain to her growing lust.
The audience was intent, watching every movement of our obscene act as we
rotated before them. Through my tears and my humiliation I saw Jana,
Tiffany, Leonie and the others watching closely, Jana with a half smile on
her beautiful young face. I wallowed in my shame and humiliation as my
mistress pounded her fake cock in and out of me.
Suddenly, Verity screamed shrilly, groaned, held her position stiffly for a
moment and, then, slumped against me. The women in the glass booth
applauded as one as I hung my head, my ass on fire.
With an obscene plopping noise, she pulled out of my painful ass, unlocked
me from the stocks and I slumped on the floor, cock throbbing.
"Does puppy want to come?" she asked, looking down at me, her black fake
cock jutting from her panties.
"Yes, Mistress," I whimpered, driven to desperate need.
"Kneel here," she indicated a spot next to her long legs and I did. "Hold my
cock," she commanded and I gingerly reached up and circled my hand around
the huge weapon that had inflicted so much pain on me.
"Admit you are nothing but a slave to all women."
"I’m a slave to all women, mistress," I said loudly, flushing.
"Good," she said with satisfaction and the rotating stopped, leaving us
facing the audience. "Hump my legs, puppy," she said.
The women behind the glass were obviously laughing as I rubbed my hard cock
against my mistresses sheer black stockings. It felt wonderful.
"Look at me," Verity commanded and I looked up at her smiling face as I held
her fake cock and humped wildly against her nylon legs. In seconds I was
spurting over her stocking while the women in the glass booth cheered and
applauded.
"Lick it up." I bent down and licked my come from the sheer nylon of my mistress’s
legs.
