Whoa Boy part 5 page 3

“Agh!!!” Sam retorts as the pain from the hit to his nuts races through him. His instincts tell him to double over and protect is family jewels. But he is unable to due to the short length of the leash’s chain, and his hands bound behind him. Agh!!!” He moans again form the second assault on his manhood and again, and again a Julie continues to toy with them. But, even though his balls are crying out in protest from the pain. He can not pull himself away from her kiss. He turns the top of his head until it rest on top of hers. Although all his pain receptors were firing off, Sam couldn’t help but say to himself, “man she smells great.” 

Sam is both enjoying and hating Jenifer’s playfulness. But he couldn’t stop thinking about what Jenifer had just said. Did Mistress Lynne sign a form granting permission to use him? He’s flattered by the attention, but surprised that Mistress would let others tease him like some kind of sex slave. Just this place is a lot for him to take in. “Mistress Lynne had talked to him about trying pony play. But he never thought about training in a place like this.Hell just the fact that a place like this even existing is astonishing to him.

 “Hmmm!” Jenifer hums as she gently kiss her way around his neck to the top of Sam’s chest. She stops at that soft spot where the next meets the throat. Here she teases with a variation of kisses, licks, sucking and nibbling. Jenifer can sense Sam is liking it, so with her tongue, she slowly traces her way down his chest bone until she reaches the area between his two nipples. She lingers here teasingly flicking her tongue around. Even with Jenifer still snipping at his balls, Sam can’t help but get turned on. He curses his dam cage as his cock began to swell. Oh he wants her. If he could he would lay Jenifer out here on the floor and pounded her brains out, if only he wasn’t locked in this damn cage and tie up like a prized bull.

Sensing Sam arousal, Jenifer switches tactics. She stop causing pain in his balls with the barrage of flicking, and switches to kneading his scrotum in a milking fashion. Both motions has the same result on Sam. His nuts are sore, abused and full and the milking action is causing the same pain sensors to ache. Jenifer also has a plan of her own. She moves her tongue teasingly from the center of Sam’s chest to the right until she has herself sucking at his nipple. “Oh, yes!” Sam moans, “that feels great.” (Whack!)

“Aww! What the hell was that…” Sam yells in protest just as (Whack!) a second resounding slap connects with his balls. Not learning his lesson, Sam protest again, “fuck me!” Which of course is rewarded with third stern hit to his scrotum. “If I were you, I would be careful with that potty mouth of yours, I might just be forced to wash it out with soap,” Jenifer warns him before returning to tongue teasing his nipples.

With his balls still throbbing from their punishment, and the feeling of delight brought on by the nipple play. Sam moans as he says, “yes, Mistress, I’m sorry, Mistress.” “STOP!” Jenifer expresses in a disapproving tone. “I will have none of that. I’m allowed to play with you, even torture you. But, in no way am I your Mistress,” Jenifer warnes. “You will get us both in a shit load of trouble talking like that. If someone  had heard you, we both…”

“Too late my dear,” Mistress Lynn says, stepping menacingly through the doorway. "I leave you alone for a few hours," she says as she saunters across the room, "only to come back and find you calling someone else, Mistress," she scolds him. "Well what do you have to say for yourself?" Mistress Lynn demands, as she grabs a fist full of hair and twists his head to face her.

Sam swallows hard to force back a curse brought on by the pain of having his hair pulled. For a moment he looks Mistress Lynn square in the eye almost definitely, before casting them downward. He begins to apologize, "I'm so sorry Mistress…!"

"Ah! Be quiet you pathetic thing," Mistress Lynn orders, tossing his head aside like a piece of garbage, before turning her attention to Jenifier. "And you, " Mistress Lynn declares, "A slave being called a Mistress," she sneers as she grabs Jenifer by the chin and leers directly into her face. 

For a brief moment, both women make eye contact, but Jenifer is quick to avert her eyes down and to the right to portray her submissiveness. Mistress Lynn continues to assert her dominance by stating, "your lucky slave. You're part of my package deal, but you don't fall under me officially until tomorrow. I'll just have to tell Head Mistress Penelope about his little interaction. She will decide what action if any, that might fall upon you."   The next page (Press Here) The Beginning [Press Here]