0 comments/ 94481 views/ 34 favorites Doctor's Orders Pt. 02 By: anteros Doctor's Orders - Chapter 8 - The Weekend Arrives The sun rose early over Lake Michigan and drenched the room in brilliant orange light. Erika was sleeping on her side, facing away from me. I put my arm around her and softly kissed the back of her neck. "Good morning, Joe," she said through her yawn. "Good morning, Erika. Thanks for asking me to stay over last night. I had a good time." "Not as good as me, I'll bet," she replied. "Would you like some coffee? I don't have to go to work for a couple of hours." "I sure would, if that is my only option this morning." Erika rolled over and put her arm around me, grabbed my butt and squeezed tightly. "I think you'd better stick with the coffee. Your friends could use some more rest. Who knows what Beverly intends to do to you this weekend." I then got the pleasure of seeing Erika's exquisite naked body as she climbed out of bed. She went into the kitchen for a few minutes then went into the bathroom. I heard her turn on the shower. "Will you hurry up and come wash my back?" she shouted from the other room. Those football coaches that thought I was too slow may have changed their minds if they saw how fast I moved from the bed to the bathroom. I stepped into the shower where Erika was already washing her hair. She had her hands in her hair and was facing me. Her beautiful smooth skin, hairless as the day she'd been born, was covered with droplets of water. I couldn't have stopped from getting an erection if I'd already been dead a week. I just stood there admiring the view as Erika rinsed out her hair. "Okay, Stud. Wash my back," she said as she turned her backside toward me. "I'm sure I can do a much better job this way," I said as I took her arms and gently turned her toward me. I put a dab of her bath gel on my hand and reached around her and started washing her back. "You see, this way your body doesn't move away from the pressure of my hands. My body blocks your forward progress. This is much more efficient." "It seems you are right, Joe. Please proceed," said Erika. I kissed her neck and shoulders as I washed the back of her neck and shoulders. Whatever I was washing in the back, I kissed the corresponding area in the front. Of course I enjoyed kissing her splendid tits again. Erika's flat stomach was a sexy sight to behold as well. Just below that, her hips, her smooth mons veneris, and then down her legs to her toes. I was still on one knee when I said, "If you'll turn around I'll wash your front side too." Erika said nothing but did turn around. That was all the permission I needed to start washing up the front and sides of her legs, kissing my way up her backside of course. It was extremely arousing to me feeling my hands slide up her legs to the warmth I found at their junction. Erika didn't seem to be complaining about it either. I worked my way up to her incredibly nice breasts, which I'd found out were actually 36C, not D as I guessed. The letter of the alphabet didn't deprive me of a bit of pleasure when I cupped her breasts and washed them. Her nipples were already standing up erect and proud when I reached them. When I'd washed up to her neck she turned around, put her arms around my neck and kissed me. "That was the most wonderful shower I've ever taken, Joe. Let me wash you now," she said. I just stood and smiled. I really didn't want to let go of her firm buns, but eventually I had to as she worked her hands down my backside. She returned the favor of kissing me down the front as she washed. She started giggling when she reached my pubic area. "I'm sorry. I just can't kiss that awful stubble. It is like kissing a stiff brush! I'll just give you some extra kisses where there is no hair." Then she kissed her way up and down the shaft of my cock, using her tongue a great deal in the process. I didn't feel cheated that she skipped my balls and the rest of my pubic region. My cock was hard as iron and felt like it was on fire. I was thankful that this teasing was going to end in a day or two. It would be embarrassing if I got an erection every time I saw a pretty woman in public. I'm sure it was coming to that soon. Erika washed me down to me feet then turned me around and washed the front of me, kissing her way up my back. When her hands reached my genitals, she washed them thoroughly and carefully. The stubble didn't seen to bother her hands as much as it did her mouth. She washed my cock with long, slow strokes until it started to throb in her hand. Then she moved up to my belly, my chest and even washed my face and hair for me. I smelled like lavender since she used her bath gel on me, but I was clean, the shower was quite exciting and I'd be able to take another shower with a more masculine scented soap before my meeting this afternoon. "Um, Erika," I said. "I don't think I'm quite clean." "I'm not falling for that. If I got you any cleaner I'd have to rinse the shower for ten minutes to clean up the mess you made! Now turn around and thank me for washing you. I'll take one long wet kiss as payment." I did as she asked with my cock pressed up against her belly and my hands on her face just below her ears. One kiss turned into two and then two to three. Our hands were all over each other's backsides. Erika finally broke the kiss and said, "We should stop this before we run out of hot water. A little cold water may do us both some good, but I'd rather try to cool down more slowly. We know you aren't going to get any relief right now and I won't ask you to give me any. You did more than enough last night." Erika's eyes were twinkling. I guess I'd done better than okay last night. "Let's go get some coffee then," I said. Erika turned off the water and we dried ourselves. Erika got dressed in a very professional looking gray suit wit a knee length skirt. I had nothing else to wear so I put on the same clothes I wore last night. I thought that if I were going to be "dating" the girls, I'd better start carrying a change of clothes and a shaving kit in my car. The coffee was ready when we got to the kitchen. We sat at the table and sipped coffee, ate bagels and made small talk until Erika had to go to work. I went home to get ready for my afternoon appointments. I did shower and change my clothes before I left the house. I felt much more comfortable smelling like "Irish Spring" than I did lavender, but it sure wasn't as much fun washing myself as it was having Erika do it. She was everything a man could want in a woman. She was beautiful, witty, and intelligent and she didn't require being dominant or submissive to get turned on. She could do either or neither. Sexually she was a man's dream come true. I had my afternoon meeting at 1:00 and set up three more days of shooting catalog shots next week. They were going to have me shoot men. I'd photographed men before and while that wasn't my specialty, they provided the clothes, the models and the makeup artists. If the models were experienced my job was simply technical and the technical side of photography was a breeze for me. Shooting men's fashion was going to be a relief. I hardly needed any more titillation! I was home by 2:30. Bonnie, the model that needed new résumé shots, was coming by at 3:00. I'd known Bonnie for a couple of years, but only professionally. She was a little different than a high fashion model. She was shorter and had more curves. Her build was similar to that of Erika's, but Bonnie wasn't as fit and lean looking. Still, Bonnie was a beautiful young woman and worked regularly. Bonnie arrived right on time and alone. Some aspiring models like to bring a chaperone when they visit a photographer they don't know. I didn't mind at all as long as the chaperone kept their mouth shut and didn't tell me what to do or the model how to pose. That was my job and I was damned good at it. That is why I was making a six figure income working on average three days a week. Bonnie was a pro and knew me personally and by reputation. I didn't come on to clients or models working for my clients. That was a hard and fast rule. My mentor in the business learned that the hard way as a very young man and he pounded into my head every chance he got. "You have to choose, Joe," he used to say. "Do you want to eat or get laid? Once you try to seduce one model that isn't interested, she'll tell everyone in town. You will end up working at a department store portrait studio. I didn't want to move from New York to Chicago, but I was going to either starve or find a new line of work. I love photography so I had to move. Then I learned a secret about models. If you act like you aren't interested, they'll get interested in you! Just be patient, my boy, and you'll eat well and get laid too!" I started out working in Chicago and I was quite happy here. I didn't make the mistake old Gus did, so I didn't have to move. He was absolutely right. I ate well and got laid plenty. He was nearly 70 when he retired and he was still getting laid. Gus was my idol! "Bonnie! You look ravishing as usual! Let's get that beautiful face on film," I said to her with a big smile. No, I wasn't coming on to her. Complimenting a model was often required to get them comfortable enough to pose well. It was important NOT to say something like "Bonnie, your tits look great!" You kept the compliments generic or talked about their eyes or smile. Keep sex out of it and stay four feet away from her. Gus taught me that too. Don't get within four feet of a model when you are working alone with her. If you need to get closer to move her hair or make another adjustment, you ask permission. The model must not feel unthreatened. "Thanks, Joe. You're looking pretty good yourself. I heard you and Karen broke up. I heard you took it pretty hard but it looks like you're doing okay now." "I did take it hard, but that is behind me now. I'm feeling pretty darned good to tell you the truth." Of course I didn't tell her that my good mood was because I'd had incredible sex with four beautiful women just last weekend. Four beautiful women? She'd never believe it anyway. I hardly believed it myself. "Do you need anything, Bonnie? Maybe something to eat or drink? Or you could freshen up first if you like. I'm ready to get started whenever you are." "I don't need anything, Joe. I'd just like to touch up my makeup a bit, but I can do that in the changing room." I had the formal dining room converted into a studio. It was great for portraits. There was a guest bedroom just outside the studio and I had that outfitted with clothes racks, a small refrigerator stocked with only diet soft drinks and a couple of makeup tables with lighted mirrors. I called that the changing room. Bonnie had been here before, so she was familiar with it. There was a bathroom attached to the changing room so a model had everything she needed if she decided to have a hissy fit and stay in there all day. Fortunately this didn't happen often. When Bonnie emerged from the changing room she looked stunning. She was wearing a glittery blue evening gown. It showed some of Bonnie's ample cleavage and had a low scoop back. The dress clung to her every curve and Bonnie had plenty of them. Her blonde hair and deep blue eyes went perfectly with the dress. "You look stunning in that gown, Bonnie. How about starting with your back towards me. Good. Now turn about 30 degrees to the right, put your hands on your hips and look over your shoulder at me. Beautiful! Now give me a sexy pout. Great! Now smile again. Big smile! Good job! Okay, now turn sideways. Got it. Now put your hands behind your head. That's fantastic. You're a gem, Bonnie. I love working with you." Bonnie was truly a pro. She was as easy to pose as any model I'd ever worked with. She could even understand me when I told her to turn 30 degrees. Any model would understand quarter-turn but a lot of them got lost if you used any fraction smaller than that. She was too short to do the high fashion shots, and too curvy to do petite or junior fashions, but when you needed curvaceous and sexy, well, Bonnie was the one I'd call. Next she changed in to a pair of short shorts and a skimpy blouse. Bonnie was tanned nicely and it contrasted with well with her hair too. She changed into at least six different outfits and all was going well. She was very sexy and of course I'd been horny all week, but I was working now and only thinking about my work. Then Bonnie came into the studio with her last outfit on. It was a shiny black string bikini. Now that was distracting even if I was a professional. I was still a man and a man that had been teased all week. I did my best to maintain my composure and I'm sure I did except below the waist. I started to stiffen. I don't think Bonnie could see what was happening in my jeans, but somehow she knew that she'd gotten to me. She gave me a look that told me in no uncertain way that she knew I was aroused and she was enjoying it. "Great suit, Bonnie. Let's do some standing shots first." Oh God! It was a thong. Like this wasn't hard enough already. We went through about 20 poses in the bikini and then she said, "Just one more thing, Joe." Then she removed the top. "I'd like to get some bare breasted shots. After all, they are what distinguish me from a lot of other models in this town. They are nice aren't they?" she asked as she held them up and together with her hands. Damn! I was wishing she'd brought her boyfriend with her. That would make this a lot easier. "They sure are, Bonnie. They're very nice. Okay, just hold that pose. Now turn your head away just a little and look up. That was a nice pose, Bonnie. Turn one quarter towards me, cross your arms under your breasts and hold that. Good! Okay, now shrug your shoulders and hold. Now put your chin down a little and look up at me with those beautiful eyes. Great shot! Let me get that one again." It wasn't like I'd never photographed a bare-breasted woman before. Shooting nudes was nothing new to me. I'd just never photographed one as attractive as Bonnie, alone in my house, after five days of teasing and denial. My cock was getting uncomfortably hard in my jeans. "I'm about out of ideas, Bonnie. Anything else you want to do?" I asked. "I think we've got enough photos. When will the proofs be ready?" she asked. "I can have them for you by noon Monday if you are in a hurry. I've got a three day job after that, so I won't be able to see you until Friday if Monday isn't good for you. I could send them by courier if you like." "Why don't you give me a call on Friday. I'm not in any hurry." "Sure, no problem." It looked like I was going to get through this day without cumming in my pants after all. "Damn!" exclaimed Bonnie. "I need some help, Joe." "What is it?" "My bikini is snagged on this wicker bench. I'm either going to need some help getting free or I'll need to leave the bikini here. I'd just leave it but I paid $200 for this tiny bit of fabric." "Do you want me to get you a robe?" I asked. "Don't bother. You've been looking at my tits for the last twenty minutes, just come over here and help me." Well, I'd stayed away from her like Gus told me to. But now she was asking me to come over and help her. I really didn't have much choice. I walked over to her, kind of stiffly because of the discomfort in my jeans, but I made it. "What do you want me to do?" I asked. Gus' golden rule, NEVER touch the model unless she gives you permission. "Just see if you can pull the fabric away from the wicker. This suit is expensive so try not to put a snag in it, please! Here, give me your hand and I'll put it where I feel the snag." Bonnie took my right hand, looked me right in the eye, put my hand on her voluptuous breast and held it there. I didn't pull away. It just felt to damn nice to. "Do you feel it, Joe?" she asked in a sultry voice and with and equally sultry face. Bonnie did sultry as well as any woman on the face of the planet. "Uh, Bonnie, uh thank you, but we shouldn't..." I stammered. "Relax, Joe. It's okay. I broke up with Ian two months ago," she explained as she took her other hand and found my erection through my jeans. "Karen is history for you and I know you want me. This can't lie," she said as she stroked my erection. "God, Bonnie. Every straight man on the face of the Earth wants you. You are incredibly sexy. I do want you, but I can't. I'm sorry," I said reluctantly. She continued stroking my erection as she asked, "Why not? Professional ethics? How about taking this big boy out and I'll see if I can change your mind." "Bonnie, you can't possibly know how bad I want to do that, but I have to say no." I pulled my hand from her breast and carefully sat down straddling the bench. Bonnie looked stunned that I'd turned her down, but as fine as she looked, it was probably the first time she'd ever had that happen. Shit! She could probably convert some gay men! "Well, I'm not going to beg you, Joe. That big erection you've got has allowed me to keep my self esteem, but I'd sure like to know why you aren't interested." "There is someone else, Bonnie. Someone that isn't in the business. I've made a commitment not to have sex with anyone else. Please believe me, if there was anyone that could tempt me to break my promise, it is you. You are one of the most beautiful, sexy women I've ever seen and I'm in the business of photographing beautiful, sexy women. I'm sorry, but I'm really serious about this relationship and not even you could get me to break my word." "I wouldn't want to, Joe. You're a sweet man and I'm sorry I didn't get to you before your new love did. She's a lucky girl," said Bonnie. She followed her statement with a kiss. It was a friendly kiss, not a sexy wet one. "Thanks, Bonnie. I'm glad you understand." "I do understand, Joe. Some models do. We aren't all stuck up bitches that just use men. I just want you to know that if things don't work out with your new love, I want you to give me a chance. I certainly won't promise to wait for you, but if we are both free at the same time, I think we could make some fireworks together." "I'm sure we could. I'm really flattered that a woman like you, who can wrap any man in Chicago around her little finger, is interested in me." "Since you turned me down, I'm going to have to make some more demands on you professionally. I expect you to deliver the proofs personally on Friday. I'll meet you at Chinn's Crabhouse at noon and I expect you to buy me lunch. I'll probably have to pay you a couple thousand for the new portfolio, so you can afford it. You can even write it off as a business expense." "It would be my pleasure to buy you lunch. See you Friday. Now are you still snagged or are you going to get dressed and leave?" "My heart was snagged but you've cut the line. I'll just hope that if you don't go fishing again soon, I meet some nice guy that is. My suit was never snagged. I lied to get you over here." Bonnie got dressed, packed up her stuff and left. I was glad there were no hard feelings. If Beverly hadn't cured my sexual depression last weekend, Bonnie probably could have today. I was feeling pretty cocky that Bonnie wanted me. As if it wasn't enough that Beverly, Erika, Julie and Meredith did. I looked at that clock. It was 5:20. I had to be at Beverly's in 10 minutes. Since I was going to be naked in front of Beverly and some strangers shortly, I ran through the shower and put on some clean clothes. I ran through the gate to Beverly's back door. I was there at precisely 5:30. Thank goodness for Army basic training. Beverly met me at the back door and gave me a hug. She was dressed casually in jeans and a blouse. "Right on time, Joe. Your hair is wet, but it is short and will dry quickly. You must have rushed." Doctor's Orders Pt. 02 "I did. I had a model over for a shoot and she didn't leave until 5:20." "Well, let's go. We don't want to keep the girls waiting. Your first session is going to be a long one." Beverly drove me to a small shop that did electrolysis and waxing. The door was locked, but someone answered it when Beverly knocked. She was a petite woman, probably a bit older than Beverly and had short light brown hair. "This is Jan, Joe," said Beverly. "She owns the shop. She's a regular at my club so this isn't anything new to her." "Pleased to meet you, Joe," said Jan as she extended her hand and gave me a big smile. I shook her hand and answered in kind. "Come on in back, Joe. There will be six of us working on you tonight since there is such a large area to cover." "Six of you?" I asked. I felt my face flush. I wasn't very comfortable with showing my stubbly crotch to a bunch of strangers. Jan saw me blush. "Oh, don't be embarrassed, Joe. We do this all the time. I'll bet we've done electrolysis on a dozen men's privates this year and it is only June. You'll hate the procedure, but you'll love the result. I guarantee both!" said Jan with a smile. We stepped into the back room and there was a padded table in the center of it, with six stools around it. There was an intense light over the table. Soft music was playing and scented candles were burning around the room. There were also five more women in the room. There was one that looked like she was still in high school, several that looked like they were in their twenties and thirties and one that had to be in her mid to late forties. "Girls, this is Joe. Joe, this is Denise, Kim, Kim, Kathy, and my pride and joy, Elizabeth." So Kathy was the oldest one and Elizabeth was the youngest one. There were two Kims and a Denise too. I'd probably remember Jan, Kathy and Elizabeth, but there were too many new names and faces to keep them all straight. "Sorry we couldn't get five unique names for you, Joe, but the Kims both refuse to change their names. Elizabeth is my daughter. She graduated from high school just a couple of weeks ago. She's going to learn the business. Don't worry; I won't let her work on your privates. Kathy and I will do that. Now why don't you get undressed and lay back on the table. I'll get you some sunglasses. That bright light gets irritating when you are looking straight up at it, even when your eyes are closed." I undressed and climbed up on the table. It was weird being naked in front of all these fully clothed women. I caught a couple of them looking at my dick, but they maintained a professional air about them. There were no crude remarks, no whistles, no catcalls, just cool professionalism. This helped me maintain my composure and I didn't pop an immediate woody. Jan put sunglasses on me. "Just relax, Joe. Beverly brought a topical anesthetic that will make this process painless. The women all put head mounted binocular magnifying glasses and latex gloves on. All of the women were reasonably attractive, but you sure couldn't tell with those glasses on. I could still see that Elizabeth had a pretty nice rack stuck in her tube top, but there was nothing else titillating to see. I didn't want an erection so I mad a point not to look at Elizabeth. Beverly put on latex gloves and squeezed some cream out of a tube. She squirted a line of it from my ankle up to my groin and then another line on the other side. The women started rubbing it into my skin with their gloved hands. The cream was cool and tingled a bit. I was doing fine until Beverly started rubbing it into my scrotum with both hands. The result was an instant erection. I couldn't help it, so I just closed my eyes and tried to relax. Beverly covered my entire groin area and the other women covered every other part of my body that showed any stubble. "That should do it," said Jan. "Kim, try it on his leg and see if it is numb." I felt her touch me but the skin was numb. I heard a little electrical discharge and felt a little pressure, but no pain. "Did you feel any pain, Joe?" asked Jan. "No," was my simple reply. "Okay. Kim and Elizabeth go ahead and get busy on his legs. I'm going to try a couple of more delicate spots, Joe. Just tell me if you feel any pain." I still had my eyes closed. I felt pressure right at the base of my cock, but again, no pain. The electrical discharge noises were coming pretty quickly now, so I couldn't tell which sound came from the needle at my cock. "Okay, Joe?" asked Jan. "Fine." "Good. Go ahead and do that area, Kathy. How about this, Joe?" asked Jan as I felt her handling my scrotum. "No pain," I replied. "Excellent! We've got somewhere between 90 minutes and 3 hours before this stuff wears out. Just let us know if it starts to hurt and we'll apply some more anesthetic," said Jan. The women worked quickly and efficiently. They made small talk while they worked. It was over two hours before I started feeling little burns where they touched me. I mentioned it and they covered me with cream again. An hour later they were done with my front side so I rolled over and they anesthetized my backside. Fortunately this was a massage table that had an opening for my face. It was so comfortable that I actually dozed off while they did my back. The back was easier to do and it only took them two and a half hours. It was just starting to sting when they finished. "Okay, Joe. All done!" announced Jan. "Turn over and let me check you over." I rolled over and Jan looked me over from my toes up to my neck with her glasses. "Not a hair in sight! Great job, ladies. Let's pack up and go home," said Jan. Beverly said, "The first round is on me, Joe," as she handed a check to Jan. "You'll need to come back weekly but the treatments will be shorter each time. I'll give you plenty of anesthetic cream so it won't be too unpleasant for you. I'll let you work out the details with, Jan." "Thank you Beverly and Joe. It's a pleasure to work with such a cooperative subject, especially when he is such a handsome young man," said Jan. I got dressed and we headed out to an all night deli to get something to eat. It was past midnight and I still hadn't had dinner. I was famished. "So how was it, Joe? Was it as bad as you expected?" asked Beverly as she drove. "Once I got past the part of showing my naked stubble-covered body to an old lady, an 18 year old girl and a bunch more strangers, it wasn't bad at all. I practically dozed off." "I thought you looked pretty relaxed. Believe me, it gets easier every time you do it. Your treatments will become less frequent until eventually you don't need to go at all. You'll be deliciously smooth all the time, and that is how I like you! Just don't let them do your face, please! It changes the texture of your skin and makes your face look less masculine. I'd really appreciate it if you just kept shaving that." "What about the rest of me? Doesn't it make me look less masculine to be hairless?" I asked. Beverly reached over and found my cock through my pants. The contacts made it start swelling. "Only a man has a tool like this one! Unless it falls off, hairless skin isn't going to make you seem less manly to me." Beverly continued to play with my cock until we reached the deli. She took her hand away. "Maybe we can just sit in the car and talk for a few minutes while we wait for your erection to soften a bit," said Beverly. "That suits me fine, Beverly. I don't think I could stand up right now if I wanted to." Beverly leaned over and put her hand behind my neck and pulled my face closer to hers. "I wanted to talk to you about the pain we've been inflicting on you. I know it's been trying for you. We're just testing your limits, Joe. We don't want to hurt you. It just excites Julie and me if we warm your bottom a bit. There is that fine line between pleasure and pain. We're learning where your line is. We've taken you as far as you can go without totally ruining the pleasure for you. We aren't going to take you that far again, I promise. We want you to enjoy our games as much as possible so we'll adjust the pain level down a notch or two where you'll be more comfortable." "Thanks, Beverly. I don't want to be a wimp and use the safe word, but I was tempted to," I confided. "And I don't want you to need the safe word. If you use it then I want it to be because you have a cramp, or aren't feeling well. I certainly don't want to inflict enough pain on you that you'd need it to stop me." "Then why inflict pain on me at all?" I asked. "I can't explain it, Joe. I'm bit of a sadist along with my issue of being in control. Dominating and controlling you sexually excites me. I also enjoy making you struggle in your bonds. Warming your bottom accomplishes this. Let me give you a tip. If you struggle and make it look like it hurts, there is no reason to inflict more pain. Meredith does that and Erika is even better at it. Erika is quite an actress when she plays a submissive role." "Well, I guess if it gives you pleasure, it is only fair that I do that in exchange for the pleasure you bring me," I said. "That's the spirit! We talked about it before. I'll do something you like if you'll do something I like. It is the same idea as the give and take that is involved in any personal relationship. And that isn't all, Joe. Don't you enjoy just a little pain?" I thought about it a second and answered truthfully. "Yes. I don't enjoy the kind of pain that makes me gasp for breath, but I have to admit that a little mild pain sort of excites me when it is a beautiful woman inflicting it." "That is the submissive in you, Joe. It excites you that a woman can control you so completely that you are willing, even anxious to receive pain to please her," said Beverly. "When I whipped your testicles, which I apologize again for doing too hard, did you notice that it excited you?" "Not when you first did it. It scared the hell out of me at first, but after you finished my balls had a dull ache, similar to what they feel after a really intense orgasm. That feeling was pretty intense when you played with them. It was more than just a little stimulating." "I'll be really careful to make it stimulating and not painful in the future. I don't want to feel for myself because I know what will happen, but is your erection soft enough to go inside now?" she asked. "Yes. Let's go eat!" There was the possibility of being overheard in the restaurant so we kept our conversation on more conventional topics. After finishing our meal, we got back in the car and headed home. Beverly was stroking my through my jeans. It was a good thing that she was driving instead of me. I surely would have run the car into something. "Finally home," said Beverly. "It's late, almost 1:30. Let's get your examination over with and then we can go to bed." Beverly sat on the couch and I dropped my jeans and shorts to my knees. My cock was already fully erect because of the teasing in the car and the anticipation of more to come in the house. Beverly didn't reach right for my balls like she usually did. Instead, she started exploring my whole body with her fingertips. "I love the way you feel smooth, Joe. This is even better than when we shaved you last weekend. So smooth!" said Beverly as she finally explored her way to my genitals. "Your scrotum feels absolutely fantastic! So soft and smooth! Your testicles are even heavier than they were last weekend! I knew this teasing would cause some swelling, but I never dreamed that it would cause this much." Beverly pushed my seemingly perpetually erect cock up towards my stomach and kissed one of my nuts. The kissed the other one. The sensitivity of my electrolyzed scrotum was incredible. I could feel the texture, warmth and wetness of her lips. Likewise, I could feel with incredible detail, the touch of her tongue as licked my scrotum. "How does that feel, Joe?" she asked just before she sucked one testicle into her warm, moist mouth. "It feels unbelievably good, Beverly. It's like the skin of my sac is now the most sensitive part of my body. Your touch is wonderful!" I replied. "Is there any discomfort?" "It feels like I have a mild sunburn there and a few other places on my body, but it isn't really painful." "That will probably be gone by the time you wake up. Would you like to go home now? Or would you prefer to spend the night with me?" asked Beverly. "Would staying with you involve being whipped, teased, and denied an orgasm?" I inquired. "Well, no, yes and yes, if it is up to me," she said with a smile. "I'd want to do all three, but your skin is a bit sensitive and I don't want to whip you. I'd just like to tease you for a while and then go to sleep." I'd like nothing better than to spend the night with Beverly and empty my aching balls a couple of times, but that option wasn't offered. I could go home and spend the night alone, or I could spend the night here and be teased and denied yet again. It didn't take me long to decide which option was more desirable. "I'd like to stay, Beverly. Or shall I call you Mistress?" "I'm glad you're staying Joe. You can call me Mistress after we get into the bedroom." Beverly turned and walked into the bedroom. I didn't have to be told to follow her. "Close the door behind you and get undressed, Joe," said Beverly. Her tone had changed. She was no longer my dear friend Beverly. She was now dominatrix Beverly. I closed the door and took off my clothes. "Come here. Now spread your legs apart and put your hands behind your back," she ordered. Despite the fact that Beverly was still fully clothed and wasn't touching me, just standing in front of her naked and in this submissive pose, made my cock start to swell. She walked around me slowly, touching me softly with her hands, apparently enjoying the feeling of my smooth skin. "They did a good job. I can't find one hair on your body," said Beverly as she returned to stand in front of me and grasped my hairless balls. "This is the most important place to keep smooth. I'll inspect your balls again after you clean them up. Undress me now." Beverly turned her back to me and I reached around and unbuttoned her blouse. I removed it and then unbuckled her belt and pushed her jeans down. She wriggled her hips to assist me. As she stepped out of them I unclasped her bra, releasing the breasts that I considered absolutely perfect. I'd been warned that I should call her Mistress once we got to the bedroom, so I didn't dare take any liberties, although I longed to take her breasts in my hands, press my body against hers, and cover her neck and shoulders with kisses. My cock was standing up straight and proud, anticipating the relief I probably wasn't going to get tonight. I slid my hands into the sides of her panties and slowly slid them down, exposing her luscious looking ass. I dropped to one knee so I could pull them all the way to her ankles. It was positively painful to resist kissing her lovely cheeks with my face just inches away, but I didn't dare. As bad as I wanted to cum I wanted to please Beverly, my mistress, even more. She liked controlling me so I was going to do exactly what she asked me to. "Now go into the bathroom and turn on the water in the tub. I want to take a bath," instructed Beverly. "Come back here once it is running." I walked into the master bath and turned on the water in the large Jacuzzi tub. It was made of pink cultured marble and had gold plated fixtures. Beverly stared at my throbbing erection as I returned to her. I couldn't help but have my dick twitch a little when I came back to Beverly and saw how beautiful her body looked, naked and hairless. "It appears that you are enjoying yourself, Joe. Or at least your friend there is. Come here and kiss me," she ordered. I was anxious to comply. I wrapped my arms around her waist and kissed her gently on the lips. Beverly responded by pulling me tightly into her and probing my mouth with her tongue. Encouraged by her aggressiveness, I put my hands on her lovely ass and squeezed. Beverly squeezed my ass in return and continued kissing me deeply. She moved her body just enough to tease my erection which was pressed up against her belly. We kissed for several minutes when she announced, "Time for our bath." She took my hand and led me to the tub which was only half full, and turned off the water. "Get in," she said. Beverly wasn't her usual verbose self tonight. She was planning something and I knew it. I got in the tub gingerly because the water was hotter than I expected it to be. As soon as I was seated, Beverly got in with me and used my chest for a backrest. Once we were both in, the water level rose up to my chest. This position suited me just fine. Any position that had Beverly's naked body pressed up against mine was all right as far as I was concerned. She reached for a switch outside the tub and turned on the Jacuzzi jets. Beverly leaned her head back, resting it on my right shoulder, and closed her eyes. "Doesn't this feel wonderful, Joe?" she asked. "Yes, Mistress. The tub is comfortable but it feels wonderful to have you touching me." Beverly smiled without opening her eyes. "What a charmer you are, Joe. I like touching you too." "Thank you, Mistress." "You could make me feel even better. I'd like you to do whatever you think will make me feel good, but without moving from this position. It is extremely relaxing and I don't want to move," said Beverly. This wasn't the bitchy dominatrix Beverly, but a softer, kinder, yet still in charge Beverly. I was sure I was going to like this Beverly. I started by putting my arms around her waist and kissing her cheek. Beverly relaxed even more and I could feel her weight sink into my body. I could only reach about half way down her thighs so I moved my hands there and slowly moved them from her mid thigh to hipbone several times. Then I moved my hands across her belly and cupped the underside of each breast while I kissed her neck and shoulder. I longed to take her lovely orbs in my mouth, but I couldn't reach them while we were in this position. I had to settle for caressing her breast and lovely pink nipples with my hands. We'd slid down in the tub so that her breasts were under water and the warm water on them added a bit of additional titillation. I continued to play with her breasts eliciting several contented sighs from the beautiful Beverly. She hadn't opened her eyes for several minutes but she was still smiling a cute little closed mouth smile. She put her hand on my left hand and moved it off her breast and on to her left thigh. She moved my hand to her inner thigh and then let go, convinced that she'd made her wishes clear. Slowly, very slowly, I moved my hand toward the object of my desire. My cock was throbbing against her back as I lightly touched her outer labia. This brought another sigh from Beverly. I spent at least 10 minutes rubbing every millimeter of her soft pussy with my left hand while fondling her breasts with my right. When I felt her start to tense up, I concentrated on her clitoris and nipples and was rewarded by her shuddering orgasm. There was no screaming, just a tightening of her muscles and a few soft moans, followed by complete relaxation of her body. "Would you like me to continue, Mistress?" I asked. "No, Joe. That was perfect. Just hold me," she answered. I put one arm across her breasts and the other around her waist and squeezed her gently until she told me to release her. Beverly was able to turn around in the tub so she was facing me. She put her legs under mine and my feet were beside her hips. "Just relax and enjoy this, Joe. Don't try to do a thing," she said. Doctor's Orders Pt. 02 I leaned back in the tub and closed my eyes. I felt Beverly's hands playing with my swollen erection. One hand then dropped to my balls. The feeling of her hands on my genitals in the warm water was incredible. The warmth and the several days of teasing made me extremely sensitive. "Your balls feel so nice, Joe. I just love playing with them when they are so smooth. The warm water makes them feel even better. It also makes your scrotum loosen up so your balls move more freely. I'm going to bring you close to orgasm now, Joe. I may not be able to tell as easily when you are about to climax, so you'll have to tell me when to stop. You are NOT to cum in the tub. Do you understand?" "Yes, Mistress," I said. Beverly stroked my hard cock and temporarily weightless balls. It was only a minute or so until I was ready to shoot my wad. "I'm going to cum, Mistress," I said. But Beverly didn't stop. "Good for you, Joe. You told me in plenty of time. Now hold back. Just keep your stomach muscles relaxed and I'll bet you can take another minute of this." "Please, Mistress. Stop now or I'll cum now," I begged. "You can take it. Just relax. Stop that squirming! If you keep relaxed you won't cum. Just another minute, Joe." I started feeling desperate. "Please, Mistress! I don't want to disappoint you. Please stop unless you want me to cum now!" "Oh, alright. I'll help you if you don't have enough self control," said Beverly. She used her old trick of wrapping her thumb and forefinger around the top of my scrotum and pulling my balls down hard. She did not stop stroking my cock though. "Since you can't control yourself, I'm going to keep doing this a while longer. I can control your orgasms even if you can't," she announced with a wicked smile. She then continued to torture me for what seemed like another hour. In reality it was probably five minutes. She finally stopped stroking my super sensitive cock and released my balls a few seconds later. My balls felt like someone had stepped on them. Beverly stood up and stepped out of the tub, leaving me high and dry again. Well, she told me she was going to tease and deny me again, and she did just that. I had the chance to go home and go to bed but I chose to stay here. I was wondering just how many loose screws I had. "Come on, Joe. Dry off, brush your teeth and let's go to bed. Your long week of teasing is coming to an end. It is three o'clock Saturday morning and I promised to let you cum this weekend. Your relief has to less than forty-five hours away." I had a feeling this was going to be the longest weekend of my entire life. Ten minutes later I joined Beverly in her bed and cuddled up behind her as she lay on her side. My erection, which I was afraid was going to become permanent, was pressed up against her lovely bottom. My right arm was around her and my hand cupped her breast. Beverly fell asleep within seconds. Had I been allowed an orgasm I would have fallen asleep quickly too. It had been a very long day. It took nearly an hour, but eventually I did sleep. I woke up to the pleasant feeling of Beverly's hand caressing my balls. "Good morning, Joe" she said as she kissed the back of my neck. "Does that feel good?" I was on my side with Beverly's breasts pushed into my back and her hand cupping my hairless ball sac. My rapidly swelling erection answered her question before I did. She moved her hand to my shaft and stroked it gently. I let out a contented sigh. "I see that you do. Why don't you roll on to you back? I'll make you feel good," said Beverly. I rolled over willingly and kissed her lips. She returned my kiss but never let go of my now throbbing erection. "Good boy. Now move to the center of the bed," she said as she moved back to make room. "I'm going to restrain you, Joe, so I need you to move your hands and feet towards the corners of the bed." I did as she said, completely willing to allow myself to be tied up and teased for her pleasure and mine. Beverly put the cuffs on my wrists and ankles and made sure that they were pulling tightly. Apparently she didn't want me to move at all. Beverly straddled my hips and rubbed her smooth pussy up and down my shaft. I wasn't penetrating her, but her outer lips were spread and caressing both sides of my cock as her inner sex was rubbing along the bottom. She was already getting wet and she left a glistening trail of moisture down the bottom side of my cock. The sensation was wonderful. "I promised to let you cum this weekend and it is now officially the weekend. However, it is going to be the weekend until midnight Sunday. You'll cum this weekend, but not until I decide to allow it. That could be now, or it could be at 11:55 Sunday night." Beverly's face glowing and she had a very satisfied look on her face. "Would you like to cum now, Joe?" "Yes, Mistress," I stammered. Beverly sat straight up and reached behind her to hold my balls in her right hand. I had an excellent view of her shapely thighs on either side of my hips, her outer labia pushed apart by hard cock which she had pushed against my belly, her flat belly, her lovely breasts with their perfect pink nipples, and her beautiful face and green eyes framed by her red hair. I practically climaxed right then even though she wasn't moving on my cock at that moment. Just the sight of her was so sexy and then she was fondling my ultra-sensitive scrotum and balls with her hand. God! It was almost too much to bear! "I'm not ready to let you cum just yet, Joe, but I'll get you close. In fact, I'll get you close several times. I may decide to let you cum at any time, but I probably won't. You'll just have to wait and see." With that said she started moving her hips and rubbing her sex on my cock again. She was gyrating like a stripper doing a lap dance. I was getting close and she could tell. She abruptly stopped. "That feels good to me too, Joe. I was getting ready to cum, but I didn't want you to, so I had to stop. I'll give you a minute to calm down and then I'll start again. As long as you aren't doing anything else, how about making my nipples happy?" She lowered a nipple to my mouth and I sucked inside immediately. She started moving her hips again, but this time she was just moving up and down my cock. I couldn't see much this time and the erotic view of the undulating Beverly was a large part of why I nearly reached orgasm so quickly before. This time I had her breast in my mouth and that was just as exciting. Within a minute I was again ready to cum. Of course, Beverly stopped moving and sat up again. "My, you are excited this morning. You don't seem to have any control of yourself at all!" she exclaimed. "I'm going to give you one more chance to control yourself. If you fail, I'm going to put a ball stretcher on you. Now be good!" Beverly knew exactly what to do to make sure I couldn't control myself. She rose up and aimed my cock at her dripping wet pussy. Then she slowly moved down, taking the entire length of my throbbing rod into her tight hole. Then she started moving her hips, stimulating her clitoris on my pubic bone. My cock was receiving only minor stimulation but I was so excited and it had been so long since I'd cum, that I was about to empty my load into her anyway. "Shame on you, Joe! You're about to cum, aren't you?" asked Beverly as she stopped moving. "Yes, Mistress. I'm sorry." "Apology accepted, but that doesn't mean I won't be putting the ball stretcher on you." Beverly got of the bed and opened the drawer of the nightstand. "This will do," she said as she climbed back on the bed. She started tugging on my balls, trying to loosen up the sac as much as she could. With some difficulty, she managed to get my balls stretched down far enough to get the wide piece of leather in place. Then she tied a piece of rubber tubing through the d-ring and tied that off to the footboard. "Now you're going to make me cum, Joe. You'll have to wait." Beverly straddled my hips again and put just the head of my cock inside her. She bounced slightly causing the head of my cock to go in and out her rapidly. If it hadn't been for that damned thing stretching my balls down, I would have cum within seconds. "That feels good, Joe. You can make me feel real good if you can keep from cumming for a while," said Beverly as she slowly engulfed my entire cock in her hot pussy. She rode my cock very slowly, moving up and down the entire length. After a few minutes of this, she started using shorter strokes, about half the length of my cock. She increased her tempo and with the increase in speed, the mattress moved more and caused more pressure on the ball stretcher. After a few minutes of this Beverly gasped, "Oh YES! OH YES!" and started alternating between rubbing her clit on my pubic bone and bouncing on my cock. She came violently with a moan and intense muscle spasms that I felt in her vagina. It ended with her entire body shuddering, and then she lay forward on my chest, with my rock hard erection still inside of her. She stayed in that position for several minutes. I could feel the spasms in her pussy continuing the entire time, which stimulated my cock to the point it was twitching in the same way it would as if I were ejaculating, but I couldn't reach orgasm. "That was wonderful, Joe. I'm going to give a little reward now," said Beverly as she pulled herself off my erection. Beverly moved down the bed and placed her head between my legs. I couldn't see much but my erection and the top of her head. I could feel her warm lips and tongue kissing and caressing my tightly stretched balls though. As much as they ached, her lips and tongue had the magic touch to make them feel good. "I think it would feel better if I took this off," said Beverly as she removed the rubber tubing and took some of the pressure off. She resumed licking and kissing my balls. "Does it feel better this way?" she asked. "Yes, Mistress. It feels much better." "Then maybe this will be better still," she said as she removed the leather device that was stretching my balls away from my body. "That does feel better, Mistress," I said. Beverly resumed her oral attention to my balls. Now she could suck them individually into her mouth and caress them with her tongue. It was incredible. Beverly had done me a great favor by insisting that I stay hairless. The sensations were magnified three fold over what I could feel when I had pubic hair. Beverly continued tormenting me and even reached up and put her hand on my cock. With one hand on my cock and her mouth and other hand working on my balls, she could have gotten me off in seconds, but she had no intention of letting my cum now. This was her favorite form of pleasure. She kept me on the edge for half and hour and didn't let me cum. "That should be enough for now," said Beverly as she removed the cuffs from my ankles and wrists. "Do you want to stay for breakfast?" My cock was probably going to be hard for an hour unless I took a cold shower. I'd gone three months without ejaculating and it didn't really bother me much. Now I was desperate to cum even though it had only been six days. The teasing had my balls aching all the time now. Not just when I was teased, but ALL the time. Ejaculating was all I could think of. "No thanks. I've got some things to take care of at home." Beverly got up after freeing me and put on a white silk robe. "Suit yourself. I've got a bunch of errands today, but I'm looking forward to taking you to my club tonight. Why don't you come by about six and we'll go." "Sure. I'll see you then. What should I wear?" I asked. "It doesn't really matter. We'll change into appropriate attire once we get there. I've bought something for you to wear," she answered. "Okay. I'll be back at six sharp." I went home and took a long, cold shower. I was so horny it was very tempting to just get myself off in the shower, and despite the cold water, I probably could have done it. But I didn't want to break my word to Beverly. She'd know for sure if I ejaculated. I could tell how swollen my balls were and she'd examined them much more thoroughly than I ever had. I didn't get much done all day. I was too distracted by my dick getting hard at the slightest thought of women or sex. I didn't seem to be able to think about much else. I turned on the news and the cute Japanese anchorwoman gave me a hard-on. Then I switched over TVLand and watched Andy and Barney running Mayberry. They didn't do anything for me so my erection subsided. Aunt Bea came on and I was still okay. Then Andy's beautiful girlfriend, Helen, came on and I was hard again. It was obvious that TV wasn't going to take my mind off my sexual frustration. I did manage to take a two-hour nap but that provided no relief. I dreamed of my first experience in Beverly's basement "clinic". I woke up with a throbbing hard-on. It was five o'clock so I went back for yet another cold shower and got dressed. Then a bite to eat and I went over to Beverly's. When I arrived at the back door I could see the other women inside. All were dressed in casual clothing much like they'd worn last weekend. Beverly saw me at the door and motioned me inside. "Right on time, Joe. Take off your clothes, please," said Beverly. "Jesus, Beverly! You get right to the point, don't you?" I asked. Since we were in the living room and everyone was in their normal clothing, we were not currently playing the game. When we weren't playing the game I could speak to her any way I wished. "Sorry, Joe. I'm just anxious for the ladies to see how smooth you are since you had your first electrolysis treatment," she answered. "Yes, Joe. Let us see," Meredith chimed in. Erika just stared at me with a 'What are you waiting for?' expression. Julie asked, "Do you need help or what?" I pulled my shirt over my head then started unbuckling my belt. Beverly was already intimately familiar with my hairless body and stood back so the others could get a close look. I felt Erika's hands on my back, which didn't have much hair on it before it was depilated, and Julie and Meredith reached to touch my chest. "Wow! This feels so much smoother than it did after we removed your hair!" exclaimed Julie. "I'd forgotten how much difference it made when I stopped shaving and had electrolysis." I pulled down my pants and let them fall past my knees. No one was at all shy about fondling my smooth genitals. Erika rubbed my butt first, then reached around and explored my cock and balls with her hands. Julie dropped to one knee and Meredith squatted down to get a closer look. Their hands also explored my smoothness. It came as no surprise to anyone that my cock was pointing up about 20 degrees and rock hard within seconds. "This really does feel nice, Joe," said Erika as she caressed the bottom of my scrotum. "I hope you'll keep up the treatments so you'll stay like this." "I intend to. The sensation of being touched on my hairless body, especially my balls, is incredible. Also, Beverly gave me some cream that made it completely painless," I said. "Yes, the magic cream. I remember it well. I'd tried to have electrolysis done on my pussy before I met Beverly but I couldn't stand the pain. Beverly made it easy," said Erika. Julie and Meredith both started licking my cock while Erika continued to play with my smooth sac. I knew they wouldn't let me cum but I closed my eyes and enjoyed the sensation anyway. Beverly interrupted their fun. "I need to tell Joe about the club, ladies. Why don't you put his pants back on so he'll hear what I'm saying." Meredith and Julie pulled my pants up, pushing my hard cock up against my belly. I gingerly buttoned them and fastened my belt then put my shirt back on. "Have a seat, Joe," said Beverly. "I want to explain what is going to happen tonight." "I can't sit down right now. Not until my erection goes away." "I see. Well, listen carefully anyway. This is going to be new to you and I don't want you to be too surprised. The club we belong to is for female doms and their slaves. The slaves are males and females in about equal numbers. Doms can attend alone but slaves must be accompanied by their dominatrix. Got it so far?" "Yes. That seems simple enough," I answered. "Most of the members are pretty much like us in that the mistress-slave relationship is just a game. There are a few that take it much more seriously and it is a lifestyle for them. We don't allow anyone to be forced to do anything at our club. It is unethical and also illegal in many cases. Gags are not permitted and all a sub has to do to stop what is happening to them is say "I decline". "Decline" is the club safe word. I doubt that you'll need to use it because no one will touch you without my permission. I know pretty much what you like and dislike but if I want you to try something new, I'll ask you privately before we start." "Sounds okay to me," I offered. "Dom's can dress any way they like, but slaves customarily wear practically nothing and have their hands shackled. It isn't a rule, just a custom. This is what I plan on dressing you in," said Beverly as she showed me a pair of leather cuffs connected with a short chain and a small leather strap with silver circles decorating it. "Is that all?" I asked nervously. "Yes. That is all. Do you have a problem with that?" Beverly asked. "I don't know about going into a room full of strangers wearing nothing but handcuffs and a cock ring. The idea makes me pretty nervous," I said. "Well, what if no one could see your face? Would that make it any easier to take?" asked Beverly. "Yes, it would. If no one could see my face, I don't think it would be nearly as bad." "Meredith, would you go down to the basement and get a mask please?" asked Beverly. "Sure. No problem," answered Meredith as she headed for the stairs. "I think we can take care of that, Joe. I'll put a mask on you and won't remove it unless you tell me it is okay. Would you be willing to go to the club if you are wearing a mask? We'll leave any time you want. No hard feelings. Okay?" asked Beverly. "Yes. I'll give it a try. If I'm wearing a mask it will be kind of like looking in through a window." Meredith returned with a black leather hood. There were holes cut out for the eyes and mouth. The sides of the hood had large holes which would expose the ears and the surrounding area. "Let me try this on you, Joe," said Beverly as she placed it over my head. She lined the holes up with my eyes and mouth. I hadn't seen it before, but there was also an opening at the bottom of the nose. Once it was aligned, she pulled a zipper down in the back and it fit snugly on my head. "How does it feel?" she asked. I replied, but I could only speak softly. I could open my mouth, but I didn't have the full range of motion in my jaw. "It feels okay. It isn't really uncomfortable but I can't open my mouth fully." "If you can breathe comfortably and you can speak as well as you just did, it fits properly. It may get a little hot in there, but it will protect your anonymity," said Beverly. She then unzipped it and removed the form-fitting hood from my head. "If it gets too hot for you and you want to leave, just say so. I don't want to force you to be at the club if you don't want to be. Even if you only stay a short time, you will see some things you probably haven't seen before and you may just learn something. I'll also remove it for you in the club if you want." "I understand, Beverly. I'll let you know if I'm too uncomfortable." "Shall we go then? Who is driving?" asked Beverly. "Well I'm parked behind you and Julie and in the driveway, so it would be easiest if I drove," Erika answered. "Let's go." Doctor's Orders Pt. 03 Chapter 9 - The Club (Part 1 was chapters 1 through 7 and Part 2 was chapter 8.) The room was dimly lit, much like any nightclub would be. The music was loud enough but not so overpowering that someone would have to shout to be heard. An old Linda Ronstadt tune, "It's So Easy" was playing. There were booths around three sides of a hardwood stage. Each one had a curved black leather cushion behind a half-circle shaped table. The stage wasn't very high. There were only three steps up to the polished floor. On the stage was a naked man with his hands held above his head by the chains coming from the ceiling. His ankles were cuffed to a shiny metal bar that held his legs wide apart. A woman dressed in a red leather dominatrix outfit was holding a leather paddle and massaging his butt with her other hand. From the massive erection he was sporting, I had to assume that he was enjoying himself. There was a bar, with a black leather clad female bartender, along one wall behind a row of booths. There was a fifteen food wide area between the back of the booths and the bar stools. A lot of people were standing there talking. It was obvious to me, even as a novice to this club, who was dominant and who was submissive. Only the doms were talking. Most of them were holding a leash or two, attached to their subs. Of course all of the doms were women as Beverly had told me they would be. She was also correct that the mix of subs was about half female and half male. The dominatrixes were dressed in a variety of outfits. Black was the predominant choice but some were in brighter colors. Their styles varied from being covered head to toe in skintight black leather, to the flimsiest of boudoir garb. It was apparent that leather didn't make a dominatrix. Attitude did. Most of the subs were on leashes that attached in a variety of ways. A leash attached to a cock ring was popular. Some of the men had a ball stretcher on and the leash was attached there. I even saw one guy that had the head of his cock pierced and a ring through it. His dom put a leash on that. I sincerely hoped that Beverly wasn't in to that because that was one thing I simply wouldn't allow and I didn't want to disappoint her. From the lack of body piercings on our group of women, I was pretty sure none of them would ask me to do that. There were both male and female subs that had leashes attached to collars and at least one of each sex that had a chain suspended between their pierced nipples and a leash attached to that. I saw a few submissive women that had jewelry adorning their sex, but none of them had a leash attached there. I wasn't getting any piercings anywhere. I was sure of that. A few of the subs were not tethered and just stayed obediently near their dom. Without exception, every sub had their genitals exposed. The majority of them also had shaved or at least partly shaved genitals. Most were naked or nearly naked and most had their wrists cuffed behind them. Some had costumes on but the costumes always exposed the breasts and genitals. Most of the dominatrixes were just the opposite. I didn't see any of them exposing their genitals and only a small percentage of them had their breasts completely exposed. Nearly all of the people were quite attractive. There were a couple of them that were a bit too fat for my taste, but they were otherwise good looking people. There were some people that looked like they weren't old enough to be there and others that were certainly in their sixties. I'd never see a naked sixty year old woman before, but there was one there that looked pretty damned good for her age. The wrinkles in her face gave her age away, but she had a tight looking body. She must work out regularly to stay in that kind of shape. Beverly was right. I was already getting an education. I was seeing quite a variety of naked and scantily clad people. I'd always liked my women with medium to thin builds. Right now I was looking at a young, medium height woman that was at least thirty pounds overweight. She was completely naked except for her collar. Her breasts were quite large and the junction of her legs and shaved pussy had attracted my attention. I felt my dick twitching at the thought of getting closer to her. That was the day I lost my prejudice against fat women. Well, not all fat women. I still didn't want to bed Roseanne Barr. A blonde woman wearing tight low cut red blouse and matching slacks approached us. I'd guess she was about fifty but she could have been ten years older or younger. She was quite beautiful and had an incredible figure with large breasts, a small waist and strong looking legs. "Beverly! It is so good to see you," she said. "You have someone new with you I see." "Hi Gail. It's nice to see you too. This is Joe. He is an old friend that I just introduced to our lifestyle a week ago. He's taken to it quite well. I'm very proud of him," answered Beverly. "Joe, this is Gail. She manages our club." I was told not to speak so I just nodded my head the best I could with the mask on. "Nice to have you here, Joe," said Gail. "You're in the hands of an expert dominatrix. You couldn't do any better that Beverly." Gail looked slowly down my body. "He's quite a looker, Beverly. Look at those pecs. I'm jealous!" "Thank you, Gail. You SHOULD be jealous. He's quite a catch," answered Beverly. "May I touch him, Beverly?" asked Gail Beverly looked in my eyes for a moment to read my reaction. She didn't see any objection in my eyes and I wasn't talking, so she consented. "Sure, Gail. I think Joe would like that and I don't mind sharing him in that way." Gail reached up with both hands and grasped my shoulders. She squeezed them and then moved down my arms squeezing my biceps. Then she put both hands on my pectorals and rubbed them. Having this attractive woman examining me like a piece of meat was getting me seriously turned on. I started thinking of unpleasant things to try to avoid embarrassing myself with an erection. None of the other men had one except that guy on the stage. "He's a strong one, Beverly. He's got a very athletic build. You can even see his abs," she said as she explored them with her fingers. Then she moved her hands down to my hairless pubic area, touching the skin just above my cock. "Nice job. This feels to smooth to be shaved. Did Jan do this?" asked Gail. "No one can fool you, Gail. Jan and her girls did that just yesterday. They do marvelous work," answered Beverly. "Nice schlong on this boy too," said Gail as she took my cock in one hand and lifted it. That did it. I'd have to immerse my cock in ice water to avoid an erection while this lovely woman handled my cock, even if I didn't have a cock ring on. I was fully erect within ten seconds. "Well he sure doesn't need a lot of stimulation to get him hard," said Gail. "I hope he has some staying power too." "We're working on that, Gail. It will take a while to get him fully trained, but he's doing quite well for a beginner. I'm using a ball stretcher to control his orgasms now." "Speaking of balls, I need to check them out too," said Gail. With that she put her fingers under my scrotum and lifted my balls up and down a few times as if she were checking their weight. Then she started kneading them. My erection was literally throbbing. I could feel the heat in my face, which I'm sure, was bright red, although no one would be able to see that. I looked around the room to see how many people were staring and to my amazement; no one was paying any attention at all. That made me feel a little better about being groped by this strange woman. Yes, she was a stranger, but damn, she was also really hot. "Will you turn around please, Joe?" asked Gail. I did and she inspected my back quickly then squeezed both of my buns. "What an ass! Beverly, this one is a definite keeper! I don't suppose you'd let me borrow him tonight?" Gail asked. "Not a chance, Dear," said Beverly with a smile. "This one is mine!" "I knew you'd say that, but I figured it wouldn't hurt to ask. Thanks for letting me touch him." "You're most welcome. Anytime, Gail, anytime." Beverly looked at my rock hard erection and back at my face and smiled broadly. "I don't think Joe minds either." "Well, I'd better get back to work," said Gail as she turned and walked away. Gail looked as good from the back as she did from the front. Watching her fine behind stretching the tight fabric of her slacks wasn't helping my erection to subside. Then I noticed a familiar face and she was staring directly at my cock. I started to panic for just an instant. I really didn't want to see anyone I knew in this club. Then I realized that it was Jan, the same woman who'd performed electrolysis on me the night before. She looked different because tonight she was completely naked except for the collar around her neck. Jan was a submissive. This surprised me since she was the owner of the business. Her leash was held by the younger of the two Kims. Kim was dressed in a pair of shiny black pants and a shiny jacket. The jacket had two holes in it and her relatively small, but very enticing breasts protruded through them. She was not only holding Jan's leash but also had another leash attached to Denise's collar. Both Denise and Jan were completely devoid of pubic hair, which was no surprise considering what they did for a living. As Kim and Beverly made small talk, I could see that straps hung down the middle of Denise and Jan's backs. One end was attached to their collars and the other end contained loops, which tied their wrists to the strap behind their back. I'd suspected that Jan and Denise had nice figures and now that they were naked I could see that I was right. They were both silent, as I was. They did communicate with me with their facial expressions. Both of them kept moving their eyes from my hard cock to my eyes and back again. Denise then looked seductively into my eyes and slowly ran her tongue across her upper lip. Denise, who was in her late twenties and had a marvelous curvy figure, was teasing me. Despite being bound and unable to speak, she was teasing me almost as effectively as Gail had done with her hands. Denise's figure reminded me of Bonnie. Her skin was fair compared to Bonnie's bronzed tan, but their shapes were very similar. Now that I was staring at the naked Denise and thinking about Bonnie coming on to me, I was pretty certain that my erection was going to stay for a long time. Jan wasn't helping matters either. She wasn't really doing anything but standing there naked, but she looked damned good doing it. I was also pretty sure that I'd get an erection before I stepped through the door of her shop again. I heard Beverly mention something to Kim about "inspecting the goods" and Kim started using her free hand to inspect my cock and balls. Jan had a good feel when she was working, but Kim had never touched me there. I closed my eyes when she touched me. I was afraid that as excited as I was, her touch combined with looking at her beautiful naked subs, would cause me to ejaculate. I was desperate to cum in a way, but I didn't want to do it there in the middle of the floor. It just didn't seem right. When she finished fondling me, Kim said "I'm looking forward to working on you next week, Joe. See you soon." Then she said her goodbyes to Beverly and Julie and wandered off with her subs in tow. "I think we'd better sit down and let you relax a little, Joe. I don't want you to ejaculate on the floor. I'm sure we can make it much more fun when we get home," said Beverly as she led me over to an open booth. Beverly motioned me into the booth and I sat down. She slid in next to me. The other women slid in the opposite side. It wasn't until I sat down that I noticed that there was black cloth covering the upholstery we were sitting on. It felt like a sheet covering the leather. I surmised that this was to allow quick and easy change of the surface. Since naked people sat on it, this was an easy way to assure cleanliness. Beverly was to my left and Meredith was on my right. It was tough to get very comfortable with my arms bound behind me. I couldn't lean back. It wasn't too uncomfortable though. I was certainly more comfortable than that guy on the stage that was now getting his ass worked over with a leather paddle. He still had his erection and I still had mine despite the fact that watching him being beaten did nothing for me. Beverly was able to discretely reach my erection under the table and play with it. She was doing that right now and I was certain that I wouldn't lose my erection until she stopped or I climaxed. A beautiful young woman wearing a lacy, black, push-up half bra accented with a red lace border, a matching garter belt, sheer stockings and a heels, came to the table carrying a pad and pen. Her dark hair, which I couldn't tell the exact color of due to the dim light, was neatly arranged on top of her head. She was wearing plastic framed glasses that contrasted with her sexy outfit and body and made her look just a bit nerdy. There was no doubt that there was a very pretty twenty-something year old woman's face behind those glasses. I admired her erect nipples that the half bra left completely exposed. My eyes wandered down her firm looking body to her hairless pubic mound. Apparently, the lack of pubes was quite common among those in the bondage and domination crowd. She was quite a sight to behold. Mercifully, Beverly stopped stroking me and put both of her hands on the table when the young woman spoke to her. "Can I get something for you, Ma'am," she asked Beverly. "I'll have a large diet Pepsi with a twist and straw please," answered Beverly. Erika also ordered a diet soda and a regular soda. Apparently the regular soda was for Meredith since she couldn't stand diet. Julie was a little more daring and ordered a glass of wine. Meredith and I said nothing as subs were expected to be seen and not heard. The young woman, a waitress I now realized, walked away. I admired her firm young ass. She was tall, slender, had a nice pair of tits and was quite beautiful. I could find work for her if she decided to get into modeling. Before the drinks arrived, I noticed another waitress dressed in exactly the same 'uniform'. She was dark skinned and exotic looking, probably of Central or South American ancestry, I guess. Her dark hair glistened in the soft light. Her body was slender and athletic looking and I could see her muscles move under the skin of her back. Like the other waitress, she also had lacked pubic hair. Beverly was playing with my balls while I admired the dark skinned beauty, so I remained fully erect. Beverly's satin gloves felt wonderful on my hairless scrotum. She moved her head close to my ear and spoke. "Are you having a good time, Joe?" she asked. "Yes, Mistress," I admitted. It was hard to say I wasn't having a good time when she could feel that I had a throbbing erection under the table. "If you need to say anything to me, now would be a good time. Is there anything you'd like to tell me or ask me?" "I'm curious, Mistress. I thought Jan was the boss yet she seems to be submissive to her employee. How can that be?" I asked. "They are playing a game just like we are. At work, Jan IS the boss. It is her business and Kim is her employee. When they play their games, Kim is dominant and Jan reveals her submissive side." "Do her other employees come here too?" "Kathy doesn't. She is happily married in a vanilla relationship. The other Kim plays sometimes. She is like Erika in that she can be dominant or submissive. She does both quite well. I don't know if Elizabeth plays or not. Even if she does, she can't come here. She is only eighteen and you have to be twenty-one to be admitted. Gail will ask for ID from anyone that she doesn't know that doesn't look old enough. She's never had to eject anyone that I know of. The mistresses know the rules and don't bring anyone under age with them." "Thank you for explaining things to me, Mistress." "You're welcome, Joe. Now I have a question for you. How would you like to be displayed on the stage?" asked Beverly. "I don't think I'd like that, Mistress. Not now anyway," I said nervously. "Would you object enough that you'd use the safe word?" "Yes. I'd use the safe word," I answered without hesitation. "Okay, Sweetie. I won't ask you again tonight. Maybe we'll discuss it again before our next trip here, okay?" she asked. "Yes, Mistress," I said, relieved that she didn't argue with me at all. True to her word she was respecting my wishes. I noticed that Meredith was wriggling and I heard her gasp softly. I looked over to see that Erika had her hand between Meredith's legs. Meredith looked flushed. Julie was reaching across Erika's body with her crop and teasing Meredith's nipples. The table concealed what Erika was doing with Meredith's pussy from everyone but me. Everyone in the club could see what Julie was doing with the crop and some were staring, but most people didn't seem to notice. The cute waitress returned with the drinks and sat them down. She took a quick glance at Meredith and could see that Erika's hand was in her lap. She smiled slightly then sat the drinks down. I admired her wonderful figure again until she left my sight. "Time to cool you down a bit, Joe," said Beverly as she held the drink up to my lips. I took a sip through the straw. It was better than I expected because I hadn't realized how dry my mouth was. Beverly took a sip and then sat the glass down. She reached under the table and played with my erection for a few seconds then put her hand back on top of the table. Meredith started shaking next to me and I looked at her face to see an expression that told me she was having an orgasm. She let out a tiny squeal then closed her eyes and gasped for air. When she relaxed, Erika removed her hand from Meredith's pussy and licked her fingers. "Mmm-mmm good," she said, sounding like an old Campbell's soup commercial. "I'll expect you to return the favor later, Meredith." "Of course, Mistress," Meredith replied. "It will be my pleasure to serve you." "Your tongue will need to be wet when it touches my clit, so you'd better have something to drink," said Erika as she raised a straw to Meredith's lips. I was looking around enjoying the sights. There were beautiful women everywhere, in various stages of undress. Every submissive woman had her tits and pussy on display. There were naked men around too, but I didn't pay much attention to them. There were too many beautiful women around for me to waste time wondering if a guy had a bigger dick than I did. The woman on the stage removed the shackles from the wrists and ankles of the man and then cuffed his hands behind his back. She picked up the spreader bar and led him off the stage with a leash attached to a ball stretcher that she'd just put on him. Several women applauded, but most weren't really paying any attention. Two doms appeared on the stage carrying something that looked a lot like a sawhorse. The top had a padded bench on it, but the legs were just plain wood two by fours with eyebolts at the base of each leg. They sat the device down and left the stage to return with a naked woman wearing leather cuffs on her wrists and ankles. The cuffs on her wrists were fastened to together behind her back. The cuffs on her ankles appeared to have a short length of chain on each one but they weren't attached together. Each dominatrix had a hold on one of the petite sub's elbows as they walked her over to the device. Like the majority of subs there, this one had no pubic hair. She was small, probably no more than five feet tall, and obviously of Asian ancestry. Her breasts were on the smallish side but perky and well in proportion to her small frame. It was difficult to tell her age but she looked quite young. I knew that she had to be at least twenty-one, but I'll bet Gail had insisted on seeing her ID the first time she came in the club. Doctor's Orders Pt. 03 The doms took her to the edge of the horse and fastened her legs to two of the eyebolts. Then they pushed her body forward so that her chest was flat against the padded bench. Then they separated the wrist cuffs from each other and fastened them with chains to the eyebolts on the other legs. In this position the sub's legs were spread wide open and her shapely ass was on full display to everyone. There was a shadow between her legs and I couldn't see her pussy, which I found quite disappointing. Both of the doms started kissing the girl's shoulders and neck and worked their way down her back to her ass. The both sank to their knees and kissed every inch of her backside. One of them was apparently licking the luck sub's pussy from behind. The girl raised her head and moaned loudly. As she did this, the other dominatrix left the stage to retrieve something and returned with a dildo and a flail. She handed the flail to the other dominatrix and then pushed the dildo into the Asian girl's mouth. She sucked it feverishly as if it were a cock. I sure wished it were MY cock in place of that dildo. I wished it even more when the dominatrix walked back and pushed it into the girl's pussy, working it in and out at a moderate pace. After a few seconds of this, the dom reached down with her other hand and hit a switch. The dildo started to hum. It was a vibrator. As soon as she started the vibrator, the dom with the flail struck the young girl across the ass with an audible smack. The girl cried out with a sound that I couldn't tell was pleasure or pain. Having been in similar circumstances last weekend, I guessed that it was a combination of both. The dom's continued to work the vibrator in and out of the girl while whipping her. The girl squealed louder. The dom with the dildo touched it with her free hand again and the vibrator's sound changed from a soft hum to a louder buzz. For the first time the young Asian girl started to struggle against her bonds. It was in vain. She was really chained there. Those were real restraints, not just props. As she struggled, they started whipping her harder and faster. Within a minute the girl started to cry out in an intense climax. She pulled hard on her bonds causing her muscles to visibly stand out. The doms continued their assault until the girl relaxed and stopped struggling. When it was over they released the girl from the horse and re-cuffed her arms behind her back. They each fondled her ass and breasts and kissed her deeply. From the way the Asian girl returned their kisses, it was obvious to me that she was very happy being their submissive. Her pussy lips glistened with her feminine juices and I could even see that some had run down her inner thighs. I enjoyed that show a great deal. Partially because I was imagining my raging erection in the place of that vibrator and partially because I was imaging Beverly and Julie chaining me to that horse and milking me dry. If Beverly had been playing with my cock while I watched the little Asian's treatment, I surely would have cum in her hand. Just then, Beverly reached down to touch my cock again and found that it was hard. It had been at least twenty minutes since she'd touched it but the show kept me aroused. "Still enjoying yourself, I see," said Beverly. "I think I need to cool you down a bit more before I introduce you to some more friends." Beverly motioned the waitress over. "Could I get just a small glass of ice?" she asked. "Sure, if that's all you want, Ma'am," replied the waitress. Beverly nodded affirmatively and the waitress headed over to the bar. It only took her a minute to return with the glass of ice. "Here you go, Ma'am. Is there anything else I can do for you?" she asked. "Thanks, Kelly. That will be all for now. I just need to get Joe cooled off. Oh... I'm sorry. I should have introduced you. Kelly, this is Joe. He's pretty excited about being here," said Beverly as she pointed down at my erection. Kelly leaned forward and peered over the table to get a peek of my hard cock. "Yes, I see that he is. He's a fine looking man, Miss Beverly. At least, what I can see of him looks nice. I've been pretty curious about what his face looks like. I don't see many hoods in here." "He's actually quite handsome, Kelly. He's just shy. From the way he's staring at you I have to admit he's pretty fresh too." I felt my face flush with the embarrassment of being caught staring. I lowered my eyes and was glad that no one could see me blushing behind the mask. "That's okay, Ma'am. I'm flattered that he wants to stare at me. There are an awful lot of beautiful women to look at here," she said to Beverly with a wink. "Angel, come over here and meet Joe," Kelly shouted at the other waitress. I'd only seen Angel from a distance. The brown skinned beauty came over and stood next to Kelly. I couldn't help but stare at them and my cock couldn't help throbbing at the sight. "Angel, this is Joe. Joe this is Angelina. We call her Angel. She certainly looks like one doesn't she?" asked Beverly. "Yes, Mistress," I answered softly. "Actually my name is Ahn-hay-leena," said Angel, speaking the name with the proper Spanish accent. "I just tolerate you Americans calling me Angel because you have such a hard time saying it properly. Angel's accent when she spoke English was quite charming. Not too thick, just a hint of her native language. "Kelly and I couldn't help but notice the new man, especially since he was wearing that mask. It is very mysterious. We have been discussing what he looks like under there," said Angel. "Could I have a peek?" "I don't know, Angel," answered Beverly as she looked at me. "Joe is pretty shy. I wouldn't take off his mask unless he asked me to." I didn't respond. My worst fear in coming to the club is that someone I knew would recognize me. The only familiar faces I'd seen were Kim, Jan and Denise. They already were aware that I was a submissive and they'd seen my face, so I had nothing to hide from them. My main reason for keeping the mask on was gone, but I said nothing and made no indication that I wanted it off. "Too bad. I'd be willing to pay to see his face," said Angel. "What would you pay, Dear?" asked Beverly. "Joe doesn't need any money and I doubt you have any concealed in that skimpy thing you've got on anyway." "Well, I could probably give him something in return. Do you like my body, Joe?" asked Angel as she did a slow turn. I didn't speak. I only nodded yes. "If you'll let me see your face I'll let you suck my titties. How about it Joe?" Again, I didn't speak. I only nodded affirmatively. "So you are ready to be unmasked, Joe? Are you sure?" asked Beverly. "Yes, Mistress," I answered. "Very well," she said as she slid out of the booth. "Slide over to the edge so you can collect your reward." I awkwardly slid to the edge of the semi-circular bench. Since my hands were bound there was no graceful way to do it. I was now sitting facing directly into the voluptuous breasts of Angel and Kelly. My cock was pointing straight up and hard as a rock. "Go ahead and take off his mask, Angel," instructed Beverly. Angel reached behind my head and pulled up on the zipper. She pulled the mask over my head very slowly like she was afraid of what she would find inside. When she pulled the mask away she said, "Joe, you are a handsome man. You shouldn't hide your face. The only thing wrong with the way you look is that your hair is a mess. The mask did that. Now if you want to hide your face then push it into my breast." Angel pulled my head toward her breast. I went to work sucking, licking and kissing her lovely brown nipple. "You are good at that, Joe. Now do the other one. Miss Beverly, may I touch him?" "Yes, Angel, but be careful not to make him ejaculate. He's awfully excited," answered Beverly. "Me too, Miss Beverly?" asked Kelly. "Of course." Angel reached down and played with the head of my cock with her fingers. Kelly was able to squat down and use both hands to feel my shaft and balls. They were both very gentle and cautious. I was so excited that I could cum very easily. The fact that my balls had been building up a big load for a week was making it even more difficult for me to control myself. After a minute of this delightful torture Beverly said, "I think he's had enough girls." They immediately stopped touching me, Angel pulled her lovely breast from my face and they both thanked Beverly and went back to their duties. Beverly took off her satin gloves and took several of the small ice cubes in her hands. "Time to cool you off, Joe. You look like you could climax if a breeze hit you." Then she placed her cold hands and the ice directly on my cock and held it there. It only took a minute for my erection to wilt down to nothing. The cold water running down my cock to my balls made my scrotum tighten up too. If the cock ring wasn't there, my balls would have pulled up and virtually disappeared from view. "That's better. I like it when you have an erection but you are getting so excited that I was afraid you'd ejaculate here. I'd much rather have you do that at home. That ice treatment should keep you down for a bit," said Beverly. "Let's go meet a few more people, shall we?" She then took my arm and helped me stand up. Near the bar we met a tall, light-skinned black dominatrix by the name of Connie. Connie's bustier allowed both of her male slaves access to her breasts and each one sucked a nipple during the entire conversation she had with Beverly. Connie made a comment about wanting to whip me and see what I was made of but Beverly just laughed it off. "Like you don't have every male sub in Chicago just BEGGING you to do that, Connie. Joe is mine and you'll have to do without this one." Connie was a beautiful woman in her thirties and I was staring at her long shapely legs and wondering if she shaved her pussy when Beverly said, "I'm going to have to whip his ass myself because I don't like the way he's looking at you!" "You do that, Beverly!" exclaimed Connie. "If you need some help, just give me a call. I'd love to burn that cute ass up!" "Forget it, Connie. I'm keeping him FAR away from you. Look at him; he's getting hard just thinking about it. I'll get Julie to help me if I can't handle whipping him myself." The conversation was all in fun and Beverly and Connie were laughing a lot. I wasn't worried that Beverly would whip me there or that she'd allow Connie to, but I did have a fear in the back of my mind that I'd pay for my stares when Beverly got me back to her dungeon. Beverly took me over to an unoccupied place on the wall. "Connie is a professional dominatrix, Joe. Men pay her a small fortune to abuse them and they call her 'Mistress Constance'. She's must be really good because she charges $300 an hour and she is booked for weeks in advance. No telling what those two men with her paid to come to the club with her. She can do very gentle domination or she'll whip men until they bleed. She never even has sex with them. The best they can hope for is that she'll give them a hand job while she whips them and that will cost them extra." As Beverly finished explaining this to me, another dominatrix approached. She was pulling on her leash, the small Asian girl that had been on stage earlier. "Beverly, may I have a word with you in private?" "Certainly, Claudia. Joe, stay right here," instructed Beverly as she dropped my leash. "You stay too, Christy," instructed Claudia. Beverly and Claudia stepped a few feet away and had a whispered conversation. I could only make out a few words. Claudia pointed in our direction so apparently the conversation was about Christy or me. Christy and I were facing each other and only about three feet apart. From there I got a good look at her exquisite little body. She was barely five feet tall with brown, slightly almond shaped eyes and shiny black hair that fell to her shoulders. Her skin was light brown and flawless. There wasn't a mole or mark on it anywhere I could see. Her lips were shaped like those of a kewpie doll. She wasn't a thin girl but she was small boned and had just enough padding to make her seem even more feminine. Her breasts were perky and just about the right size and shape to fit into a champagne glass. Her legs were just slightly plump in the thighs and they formed an enticing V where they joined her pubic mound with its hairless treasure in plain view. I stared shamelessly and she stared back at me. I couldn't tell from her expression what her opinion of me was, but my engorged cock certainly told her what my opinion of her was. Beverly and Claudia started back towards us and I heard Beverly say, "Call my office next week." When they got back Beverly saw my erection and said, "Tsk tsk, Joe! I can't leave you alone for a minute. If you weren't cuffed you'd probably be all over that girl!" "Not today, Joe," added Claudia. Now that I'd gotten to fully explore Christy with my eyes, I took in Claudia's beauty. She had long, wavy, light brown hair. She was wearing a black thong panty and black leather vest, which was open in the front. A single thin chain across the front held it closed enough that her breasts weren't fully exposed, but a six inch wide gap exposed the succulent white flesh from the top of her very brief panty to her throat. Claudia wasn't much taller than Christy but she was obviously large breasted and had a great figure. I'd seen her shapely ass as she walked away to speak with Beverly. Claudia was a delicious looking woman in her thirties. "I'm sorry, Claudia. Joe doesn't seem to be able to control himself. I just iced him down twenty minutes ago and now he's got another erection. I think I should take him home and teach him some manners," said Beverly. "I'd like to see that," said Claudia, "but I've got other plans this evening. Give him a whack for me!" "Sure thing, Claudia. Good night," said Beverly as she led me back to the booth where Erika, Julie and Meredith were watching a naked blonde woman being whipped on stage by a dominatrix who had skin that was nearly black. "I think it is time to go home and have some fun, ladies," said Beverly. Julie called out, "Kelly, we're going home. Good night." Kelly brought a black cloth over to our table as the ladies got up. "Good night, ladies. Good night, Joe. I hope to see all of you again soon," she said with a radiant smile. She then slipped the cloth off of the bench seat with ease and replaced it with the one she brought over. It had elastic and fit on the seat like a fitted bed sheet. It was perfectly sized and fit tightly on the seat. When we arrived back in the hall, Meredith and I were unshackled and sent to put on our clothes. I was the first one back in the hall and was uncomfortable waiting there since I was a stranger in the club and would have preferred the company of one of the women. A moment later Julie came out. Within three minutes we were all headed back to the car. Julie insisted that I sit in back with her and Beverly sat up front with Erika. As we left the parking lot Julie pounced on me and started kissing me deeply while roughly handling my cock. It was apparent to me that Julie had consumed a little too much wine. I kind of enjoyed the feeling of being a high school kid fumbling around in the back seat of a car again. Julie and I kissed and groped each other through our clothes. Meredith joined in and we acted like teenagers all the way back to Beverly's house. When we got back to the house we all rushed to the basement. There was no time taken for donning costumes. Everyone stripped down as quickly as possible. Apparently I wasn't the only one that got a sexual charge out of the club. Beverly and Julie pushed me on the bed and quickly shackled my arms and legs to the corners. I saw Erika cuffing Meredith to a table and as soon as she had her secured, she straddled Meredith's face and assumed the classic sixty-nine position. Beverly was on my left and Julie on my right. I was alternating kissing each of them as they rubbed their hands on my smooth body. Memories of some of the lovely women I'd seen at the club were rushing through my mind as if having two beautiful naked women using me wasn't enough stimulation. When Julie touched my engorged cock I could see Angel's face, superb tits and sweet shaved pussy. I snapped back to reality when Beverly moved to put one of her nipples in my mouth. I sucked it greedily. Julie moved down, lifted my balls in one hand and started licking my hairless scrotum while she held my cock firmly in her other hand. I moaned in pleasure, which must have caused a pleasant sensation on Beverly's nipple in my mouth. Beverly moaned too. Julie sucked each of my balls into her mouth individually, as Beverly was fond of doing. Then she moved her mouth up to my cock and sucked the head into her mouth. She sucked feverishly enough to make me cum in seconds, but she got a grip on my balls and kept them pulled down. I moved my hips as well as I could, trying to break her grip or get more stimulation to my cock; anything to reach orgasm. But Julie had no intention of allowing it and there was no way I could ease the pressure she was putting on my scrotum. Beverly got out of bed. I paid no attention to where she was going because I was barely able to see straight with the incredible sexual frustration that had been building all week. Julie was making my frustration nearly unbearable. My entire midsection ached with the need to climax. Beverly returned and Julie took her mouth and hand off of my throbbing shaft. She helped Beverly put that damned ball stretcher on me and secure it to the footboard with rubber tubing. "I know you hate the ball stretcher, Joe, but it is the only way we can keep you up long enough to satisfy us. Without it you'll climax in less than a minute and I don't want to wait for you to get hard again," said Beverly. "Move up and let him lick you, Julie. I want to play with his cock." Julie moved up and straddled my face. I didn't have to be told what to do and worked Julie's sex with my mouth. Beverly seemed fascinated by the way my balls were stretched down to the bottom of my scrotum, even though it was something she'd seen several times before. She pumped my cock slowly with her hand while licking my smooth sac. Beverly started slurping my cock a few minutes later. Once it was well lubricated with her saliva, she sat on my cock, taking all of it and resting her smooth pubis on mine. She reached around Julie's chest and started playing with her breasts while she rode my cock. The pressure building in my balls was incredible. I knew it was impossible for them to explode from over stimulation, but that was how they felt. Beverly started to climax first. When she started bouncing even harder and moaning, Julie pressed her pussy hard into my mouth and climaxed also. Beverly squeezed and pinched Julie's nipples as they both came together. I could hear the moans and squeals of Meredith and Erika as they simultaneously reached climax just after Julie and Beverly did. It seemed that everyone was real hot after the trip to the club. And everyone was relieving their sexual tension except me. Mine was continuing to build to levels I didn't know existed. I hoped that now that all of the women had climaxed, I'd be next. I was hoping in vain. Beverly promised to let me cum this weekend, but there was another full day to the weekend. I was horrified at the thought that the women may continue to tease me until they were satisfied tonight and then tease me for hours tomorrow as well. Julie and Beverly traded places. Julie's pussy must have been a little tender because she slid on my cock very slowly and then just sat there and softly ground her sex against my pubic area. Beverly was thoroughly enjoying my oral attention and Julie's attention to her erect nipples. It didn't take Beverly very long to reach orgasm this time. It was either several consecutive orgasms or just one orgasm that lasted about two minutes. I wasn't sure which it was, but I was jealous of her. Even if she allowed me to cum I couldn't have an orgasm that lasted anywhere near that long. Doctor's Orders Pt. 03 Julie was now sliding slowly up and down my cock. I couldn't see it but I imagined that the veins were protruding like they were going to burst, the entire thing was purple, and the head had swollen to twice the diameter of the shaft. Like I said, I couldn't see it and I know that it is unlikely, but that is how it felt to me. Beverly turned around and straddled my chest, which gave me a great view of her beautiful ass and also allowed her to kiss Julie and rub her tits on Julie's. This got Julie more excited and she started bouncing up and down on my cock. She started slowly and increased her pace gradually. When she was bouncing up and down furiously, Beverly put a hand over Julie's clitoris and rubbed it vigorously. The result was immediate and intense. Julie screamed as she had an intense orgasm. I could feel her vaginal muscles trying to squeeze the cum out of me, but it wouldn't happen unless they released my balls from their leather prison. Beverly and Julie both collapsed forward with their arms around each other and holding on to each other for support. I could feel Julie trembling. Once Julie stopped trembling she climbed off of my cock and went with Beverly over to the table that Meredith was bound to. Erika and Meredith were still in sixty-nine position. Apparently one orgasm wasn't enough to satisfy them tonight. Beverly opened a drawer under the table and pulled out a dark purple plastic device that was about the size of my middle finger. The base flared out sharply to a much larger diameter. Beverly put it in her mouth and then put it in Erika's pussy while Meredith continued to nibble at her clitoris. Beverly hit the switch with her other hand and the small vibrator came to life with a hum. It didn't take long to push Erika over the edge. Meredith increased her assault on Erika's clit as Beverly worked the vibrator around in Erika's wet pussy. Beverly then took her other hand and swatted Erika hard on the ass. That took Erika over the edge and she convulsed in orgasm. As soon as Erika's orgasm was over, Beverly handed the vibrator to Julie. Erika climbed off of the table and took one of Meredith's nipples in her mouth and used her hands to stimulate the rest of Meredith's breast. Beverly did exactly the same Meredith's other breast. Julie, knowing how to get Meredith off quickly, slid two of her fingers in Meredith's pussy and pumped them in and out rapidly. She pressed the vibrator directly against Meredith's clit and left it there. Meredith screamed and writhed as if it were painful. It may have been but Meredith liked sex and she liked pain. Right now she was getting both. Meredith tried to get away from the vibrator but was bound hand and foot and couldn't escape. She wailed and then I noticed that she arched up to push her clit even harder against the vibrator. Meredith then exploded in a long, loud, VERY loud, orgasm. Julie removed the vibrator as soon as Meredith started coming down from her orgasmic high. Then she looked over at me with a positively evil looking grin. "I think I'd like to play with this toy some more, but who will I use it on?" she asked as she looked directly at me. Julie approached menacingly as Beverly and Erika unshackled Meredith. Beverly and Erika walked over to me next. Meredith wasn't leaving the table even though she was no longer bound. She must have needed to catch her breath. Julie pressed the side of the rapidly humming vibrator directly on my balls, which were still stretched by the leather strap and surgical tubing. "Ouch! That hurts!" I cried. I wasn't kidding. It REALLY hurt. My balls were incredibly sensitive from the relentless teasing I'd been getting all week and from being stretched. I didn't say "safe word" simply because I didn't think of it. Julie was perceptive enough to realize that it really did hurt and she pulled the vibrator away immediately. "Well, I don't want to hurt you, Joe. I just want to torture you. They aren't the same thing, you know?" asked Julie. "Yes. I certainly learned that this week," I answered. "Now you've given me an excuse to torture you, Joe. Do you know what you did?" I wasn't thinking very clearly. All I could think about was cumming. I didn't even bother to answer her. "I guess you don't. You forgot to address me as 'Mistress'. We are in the dungeon and playing the game. Proper respect is required," she said calmly. "Well, I'm not going to whip you. You probably think that you're lucky, but you're not. I have far worse ways to punish you," Julie said with an ominous tone. I have to admit that Julie made me nervous. I was glad that Beverly was there. If she hadn't been I would have worried that Julie was going to really hurt me. "I'm sorry, Mistress," I offered. I knew it was pointless now, but I said it anyway. "Not as sorry as you're going to be," Julie responded. She took the vibrator and started running it slowly over my erection. I'd never felt anything like this. The sensation was quite pleasant in my penis, but it only made my balls ache more. "Let's take the ball stretcher off and then try it on his balls," suggested Julie. Beverly and Erika released my aching balls in short order. Julie started by lightly touching my balls with the vibrator and watched my face for a reaction. She saw no sign of pain so she started fondling my balls with it. Beverly went back to the drawer and pulled out a tube of lubricant. When she returned, Meredith joined her. Beverly squirt some lube on my steel-like rod and started slowly rubbing it around with just two of her fingers. Once my cock was completely covered with the slippery substance, she put both of her hands on my shaft and slowly stroked up and down while Julie continued to massage my balls with the vibrator. Within a minute my balls pulled up close to my body and I prepared to unload a week's worth of semen. Once again, the women saw it coming and immediately stopped all stimulation of my genitals, leaving my helpless cock twitching in the air. "Oh, God! Mistress, PLEASE let me cum!" I begged. "I don't know if you deserve to, Joe," said Beverly. "You sure spent a lot of time staring at other women in the club tonight. Maybe we should punish you for that by teasing you for a few hours and then sending you home unsatisfied." "Please, Mistress! I'm so sorry! Please let me cum!" I begged shamelessly. "Well I have to let you cum because I promised, but I don't have to let you cum until Sunday night. That's twenty-four hours away. If we take shifts, we can tease you for the entire twenty-four hours." My mind wasn't clear enough to realize that she was bluffing. The semen built up inside of me and the testosterone flowing through my brain had knocked about fifty points off of my IQ. "No, PLEASE, NO!" I babbled. Beverly resumed the slow stroking of my engorged cock with both of her hands. "I think I like the idea of teasing you for hours and hours. Will someone play with his balls and let me know when they tighten up? I'm certainly not going to let him cum yet, but I do want to bring him close as many times as possible," said Beverly. Erika squirted some lubricant in her hand and started massaging my balls. About thirty seconds later she simply said, "Stop" and she and Beverly both did. Erika could tell just by touching my balls when I was ready to climax. They resumed stroking me less than a minute later. Again, I was so aroused, it took less than a minute for me to near climax. Again they stopped just in time to deny me. Beverly and Erika repeated this at least five more times. I lost another ten IQ points. Julie and Meredith started teasing me next. Julie used one hand on my lubed cock and placed the little vibrator on the highly sensitive spot just where the underside of the penis meets the scrotum. Meredith picked up right where Erika left off with my balls. Meredith's hand slipped and slid all over my hairless sac. She didn't attempt to stretch my balls down to deny me a climax, she just said, "Stop" as Erika had done and she and Julie both pulled away and left my cock starving for just one more stroke. This seemed to go on for hours, but since the entire cycle was less than two minutes, it was in reality less than half an hour that Meredith and Julie tortured me like this. In an hour I'd been brought to the edge and denied more than twenty times. My heart was pounding and I was covered in sweat. Julie kept reminding me that this torture was my punishment for not addressing her properly. Beverly finally decided that I'd had enough. "Meredith, why don't you let Joe suck on your breasts? Erika and I will take over now," said Beverly. Meredith put her knees on one side of my and her hands on the other side and lowered her beautiful tits to my face. It was heavenly having her right nipple in my mouth while the other breast pressed into my eyes. She turned her head so she could see what Beverly and Erika were going to do next. "Erika, when he gets ready to cum this time I want you to pull his balls down and hold them tight. Okay?" asked Beverly. "Sure thing, Beverly," answered Erika. Beverly, kneeling between my legs, leaned forward and took the head of my cock in her mouth. She stroked the slick shaft with her hands. Then she started to hum. Erika was kneeling beside me and massaging my very tender balls with her hand again. In a few seconds, my balls started to pull up and Erika pulled them down hard with the ring created by her thumb and forefinger. Beverly continued to give me an incredibly good blowjob, with no apparent climax in sight. "I'm pulling his balls down now, Beverly. He's right on the edge," said Erika. "Let's keep him there a while," said Beverly as she continued to stroke my cock with both hands. "Just keep pulling his balls down hard. Julie, would you squirt some more lube on his penis, please?" Julie squirted on the lube so Beverly didn't have to miss a stroke. She increased her tempo, driving me into a frenzy. "Erika, when I say the word, let his balls pull up and just squeeze them. Okay, now!" Beverly's hands were stroking my well-lubricated cock as fast as she could comfortably go. Erika let my balls loose and they snapped up against my body with some force. As they did, Erika started rhythmically squeezing and releasing my balls. I came harder than I ever had in my life. It felt like my balls were sucked through and discharged with the long, hot ribbon of semen that shot out of the end of my cock. Wave after wave of pleasure rushed through my body; each ending with another gush of semen that exploded out so hard that it was painful. Meredith's soft breasts in my mouth muffled my screams of ecstasy. Beverly continued stroking my cock slowly and gently for a couple of minutes after the last spasm. Erika was even gentler with my balls, but she did keep massaging them. "Holy, shit! Why does this always happen to me?" asked Meredith. "He got cum all over me again. It's in my hair, on my face, on my back. Jesus! It's all over his chest and belly too. How much can he possibly have in him?" The other women laughed at Meredith's annoyed outburst. "So you all think it is funny, huh? I didn't mind him cumming in my mouth because I didn't need a shower to clean that up. I just don't like getting it all over me." "Well, don't clean up just yet, Meredith," said Beverly. "He's still hard as a rock. He just might shoot another load." "What the heck? Just spray it all over me. I have to take a shower anyway," responded Meredith, sounding a little irritated. "Julie, take over here," said Beverly. "Hand me that vibrator. This will be a little tricky, but I'll bet everyone but Meredith will enjoy it." Julie started stroking my erection with both hands and Erika continued working over my balls. Beverly put a generous supply of lubricant on the vibrator and switched it on. I heard it start buzzing. It was small but powerful. Beverly placed the vibrator on the same spot Julie had, right at the base on the underside. My cock swelled a little more and I moaned into Meredith's pillowy breasts. Beverly then moved the little vibrator and pushed it between the cheeks of my ass. The angle was awkward, but I felt the tip of it against my asshole and then it slid in. Beverly pushed down on the base of the vibrator, causing it to press firmly against my prostate. Almost instantly, my balls pulled up again. Erika didn't try to stop them, she just kneaded them. Julie increased the firmness of her grip and the pace of her stroking. To my surprise, I ejaculated again without ever losing my erection after the first climax. It wasn't the same intensity as the first orgasm, thank God, because it probably would have killed me. Still it was better than most and I felt semen gushing out of my cock and landing on my chest again. It was hot and there was still enough left to land with an audible splash. Julie and Erika continued stroking me through my orgasm and it lasted for a long time. When it was over, Beverly removed the vibrator, Erika stopped rubbing my balls and Julie gently sat my softening penis on my belly. "Hah! You missed me!" exclaimed Meredith. "I'm going up to take a shower." Then I heard her footsteps as she ran up the stairs. Erika and Julie both laid beside me and kissed my face and neck. I didn't have any semen on my face because Meredith had acted as a shield. These women nearly drove me insane with their teasing and denial, but when they finally let me cum, they did everything they could to make it as powerful as possible. Then they followed that by making me feel pampered. Erika and Julie tenderly stroked my body as they kissed me and Beverly brought some damp towels from the clinic and cleaned up the mess I'd made on my chest and belly. My groin muscles all felt sprained from the intensity of my first climax. They'd tortured me for six days and it was worth it. At least that is what I was thinking now. My IQ is coming back, but I'm still down about thirty points. I may have shot some brain tissue out of my dick too. My orgasm was that remarkable. I just hope I can think clearly again after a good nights sleep. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Thanks again for all the kind feedback. I'll probably continue this story at a later date, but I'm working on a new one right now.