Andrea: Mistress Susan's Proxy

For her part Andrea felt the deep satisfaction that always accompanied this act and sweet relief that Steven had passed another severe test. She had him rise and kneel before her throne and let him have a tall glass of wine to wash things down. Then she looked down at his cock, iron hard, pulsing, dripping and at his poor, swollen and tormented balls. Now she could feel tender compassion and grant him his well-earned pleasure.

"Steven, you have made me so happy tonight. You may come now, and you may enjoy it with my blessing. Come closer to me now. I want you to ejaculate onto my pussy. Then you will lick it up. But don't be bashful. Use your hand. You know how to do it!"

She slumped in the chair a bit and spread her legs. Steven moved close, so his cock nearly brushed her pubes. Taking himself in hand he started stroking. After just a dozen he felt a great welling up in his balls, then a searing pleasure as a copious creamy spurt was ejected onto her hairy gash. Another followed squirting up onto her triangle, then another onto her belly, filling her navel. Three more followed, these last splattering all over her breasts. Each was accompanied by pure delight and heavenly relief. But he feared he had offended her by sullying her body with his cum. Instead, she gave out a lusty laugh, clapped her hands and leaned forward to kiss him tenderly on the lips.

"Oh, my sweet Steven! Further proof of how much you love me! I've never seen the like of it. What a load! Now get busy! Your first shot is running down over my asshole and might drip onto the floor! You'll be caned severely if you let that happen, love me or not!"

He dove down to see a heavy gob of his cum dangling from her anus, soon to pull loose and hit the floor. He cupped his tongue and scooped it in, running his tongue upward to take in his full first spurt. Then he moved upward to suck and lick the wad from her bush, and then to scoop it from where it pooled in her navel and lap it from her belly.

Lastly, he went up to clean her tits, licking, sucking between them and over her nipples. Even after cleaning was done she kept him at it and he felt her nipples go hard taut and wrinkled as her arousal mounted. When she could bear no more she pushed his head down between her thighs to take her own release. Several orgasms later she lay limp and languid with Steven busy licking her feet.

Sunday evening, she installed his cage again and told him he would have to suffer two more weeks but should report as usual Friday. He breezed through the week. Though the ache did return it was nothing compared to before. The next weekend was the usual lovemaking in the manner that pleased her with full toilet servitude added each morning. She seemed bent on arousing him to the greatest extent she could and the ache in his balls escalated to near the pitch it was at the height of his denial. Sunday evening, just before sending him home she hinted that the next weekend would hold the final and ultimate test. Later she updated Mistress Susan, who nodded approvingly, accepting the strong possibility she had been wrong. But the coming Friday night would settle the issue once and for all.

Steven endured his badly aching balls through the work week and returned Friday evening punctually. When he entered the foyer, he found numerous coats hanging on hooks and lying about and shoes and boots, both men's and women's littering the floor. There was the sound of voices coming from the living room. Though puzzled he undressed and crawled down the hallway and turned the corner.

The living room was crowded with naked people. He immediately recognized the ten women who had attended the girl party and the three Superior studs who had serviced Mistress. There were seven other males he had not seen before. All eyes turned to him, leers on every face. Mistress was on her throne as usual. She caught his eye and beckoned. He groveled past the coffee table. It was laden with bottles of wine and food. He took his place on his knees before her and she released his junk from the chastity cage. His cock rose to near vertical. Her cock lay on the end table beside her. He looked around the room with a puzzled and fearful expression. Andrea explained.

"This evening's activities will decide your fate Steven. If you submit and obey to my satisfaction and to that of my friends here I will use my cock to take your virginity and you will become my slave for me to have and hold for as long as it suits me; fail and you will be sent away, and we will never see each other again. There is a long evening ahead and we might just as well get things started right away."

She looked across the room and beckoned. "Master Robert! Please come and join us!"

Master Robert came and stood beside her. He was fully erect.

"Now Steven, you will perform fellatio for Master Robert. You will worship his cock with your mouth. You will deepthroat it, make him come and you will swallow. And when you are finished I expect Master Robert to say it was his best blowjob ever. Then you will give oral pleasure to each of my guests in turn. A vote will be taken and if the decision is unanimous in your favor I will strap on my cock and use it to make you mine forever. Begin!"

She snapped her fingers and pointed to the big dick. He knee-walked in haste to Master and, though chills of fear ran up his spine he took the big member deep in his mouth and began to suck. He was withered at first by the degradation and feared he might back off in revulsion, but then it the realization came to him: This act was pleasing to his beloved Mistress and performing it well would make her happy and enhance her status among her friends. This strengthened his resolve and he went to his duty with a passion.

Having had a few blowjobs before when his wife had been in a certain mod he recalled what had pleased him most and sought to duplicate those acts for Master. He ran lips and tongue along the shaft, back and forth, bringing moans of enjoyment. Then Master grabbed his hair and forced his glans against Steven's gullet, demanding deepthroat. There was resistance at first, but suddenly, with a soft pop the big dick slid all the way down. At Master's urging he worked his head back and forth in a quickening rhythm, in and out, in and out, to full depth every time. Soon he felt a stiffening of the cock and he knew ejaculation was imminent. He drew back and held just the tip of the cock in his mouth. Master grunted in pleasure and Steven felt his mouth being filled, spurt by spurt, with thick gooey cum. When the spurting ceased he opened wide to show Master the load that flooded his mouth, then swallowed it down.

Andrea looked up at Master Robert. "How did he do?"

"I must say the bitch boy gives great head Andrea. Best BJ I've ever had! He's a keeper!"

The words were barely out of his mouth when massive Mistress Bertha came over, grabbed Steven by an ear and asked Andrea for her permission.

"Go ahead Bertha dear! That's what he's here for! Enjoy!"

Bertha dragged him over to a couch and he found himself with head between her ponderous thighs, face engulfed in her big wet snatch. He knew just how to please her from and soon felt the remorseless crush of her flesh as she passed into the throes of a multiple orgasm. His breath gave out and all went black. Then the sharp reek of smelling salts filled his nostrils and he found himself lying face up on the floor with Mistress Tess's raven curly cunt already descending upon him. He serviced her with knowing skill and his mouth was filled with her salt-sweet cum. Then Master John grabbed him by the hair, pulled him up to his knees and offered his big dick to be sucked.

He was passed around at random to Mistress and Master until he had satisfied each. He felt his belly filling up with cum. When all had been served Andrea called for a show of hands. Most went up in approval but some hesitated briefly just to see the fear on his face, then raised their hands as well until the vote was unanimous.

Andrea called him over to kneel before her throne.

"You've done it Steven! Now help me on with my cock so I can deflower you!"

She stood and picked up her cock from the table and made Steven slip the vaginal bulb between her legs and up inside of her. She buckled the straps that held the member jutting firm and stood looking down at him with growing lust in her eyes. He stared at it with fear on his own face.

"It's so big Mistress! Will it hurt me?"

Anger flashed across her face and she grabbed his hair, pulled his head back and gave him a harsh slap across the face.

"How can you be so selfish at a time like this Steven? If you want to be my slave you will bend over and take it without whining. If not, you may leave now and never see me again! I'll tell you how to use that mouth of yours! Either suck my dick now or get out!"

She presented her cock before his lips. Mortified and contrite he opened to take it in. As his lips closed on the shaft he felt it start vibrating and she sighed deeply as the bulb within her pulsed. There was no doubting her wish and he knew to deepthroat for her without being commanded. His practice with the Masters helped and the cock slid down his gullet until he found his nose in her fragrant bush. She took his hair a worked his head back and forth to urge him on. He grasped her hips and began running the shaft in and out, full length every time with a quickening cadence. She quivered and moaned in delight, thrusting with her hips until she seized his hair in a fierce two-handed grip, thrust hard to ram the cock in to the hilt, threw her head back and let out a primal wail of ecstasy. Her knees buckled but he held her close with the shaft still embedded to the depths. With a sigh of satisfaction, she put a hand to his forehead and shoved him back. The shaft made a loud pop as it exited his throat.

He looked up at her with contrition on his face, wordlessly begging forgiveness. She read his emotion and drew him close, holding his head tenderly against his mount.

"You're forgiven Steven. That was wonderful. Now hop up on the coffee table and show me that tender virgin ass!"

He saw that the table had been cleared during the fellatio in anticipation of this moment. He mounted it on hands and knees, then bent down with forehead over elbows, offering himself, trembling.

The blowjob had eased Andrea's anger. Before it she had planned to take him dry and really hurt him. But instead she chose to give him just a bit of lube. A tube of jelly lay on the table and she spread a bit of it over the glans of her mock member, then stepped up behind him. She eyed his tender pink virgin orifice with anticipation. It twitched and puckered in his fear. He was at just the right height for her to take him standing. She aligned the gleaming glans with his hole and thrust forward hard with her strong, shapely hips, showing him no mercy.

Half the shaft plunged into him and despite the lube he cried out at the tearing pain, then broke down, sobbing. She felt a pang of compassion at his pain, but mercy had no place in this ritual She answered his cry with an even harder thrust that drove the shaft home. He cried out once more and sobbed all the more pathetically. She reached forward, pulled him up to his knees and whispered in his ear.

"Now you know who's boss, don't you dear? I'm going fuck you now and make you come! I hope you have a nice big load stored up for me because I've been bragging a bit about your ejaculations. My friends are expecting to be impressed. Don't let me down! And you will come to crave my cock once we're done here. You'll long for it every minute of your life!"

With that she began a hard rutting, thrusting upward with a quickening rhythm, moaning as the throbbing bulb within in her did its work. The pain continued for Steven with the first few thrusts, but his orifice stretched and soon an itching pleasure took its place. It built until he felt a pulsing twinge in his balls and a building pressure. Then came a searing delight and he cried out in helpless pleasure and surrender as a two-foot white rope launched from the tip of his cock and arched through the air, sailing well past the end of the table and splattering on the floor. A gleeful cheer rang out. Another spurt and surge of pleasure followed the first, then another. Each spurt cleared the table. Then there were three more, but the pressure weakened, and the trajectories shortened, the splatters falling on the table until the last hit just in front of him.

Steven's cry of surrender had triggered Andrea and she gave piercing voice to her own ecstasy. It was the sweetest moment a Mistress could know, to hear that sound and know enslavement was irrevocably consummated. She withdrew from Steven and made him kneel and suck the cock clean. His ultimate depth of submission was now palpable, and she looked forward to the sweet life that lay ahead. Next, she ordered him to lick up his mess. Then she gave him a hug and stooped to kiss him on the lips and let him know it was time for the evening's finale.

"You're mine now Steven and we're going to be so happy together! But now it's time for you to learn that you not only belong to me but also are common property in our community. It's time for the spit roast gang bang!"

Just as she spoke several people hoisted the coffee table and put it aside while others replaced it with a leather upholstered horse with buckles and straps attached. Two men and two women seized him bodily and laid him over the horse belly down. His limbs were strapped to the legs and a wide belt was tightened over his middle, rendering him immobile and helpless. He hadn't noticed until then that the women had all strapped on cocks.

He saw Andrea holding her cane and she stepped alongside the horse. He felt a hard stroke fall on his ass and opened his mouth to cry out. As he did a man shoved his cock into his mouth and down his throat while someone else, either male or female entered his anus with a hard, deep thrust. The man throat fucked him until he grunted in release and he felt the pulsing cock pump cum down his throat into his stomach. And orgasmic shriek let him know it was a Mistress who had taken him from behind.

Then he was fucked fore and aft by turns. The gang bang continued with each man and woman fucking him until the men were drained of cum and the women orgasmically sated. He felt as if his stomach was awash in cum. He also came twice and a puddle of his cum lay on the floor beneath the horse.

There was a fire aglow in the fireplace and heating up within it was a branding iron. Andrea went to pick it up and she held its glowing tip before Steven's face. It was in the shape of and elegantly styled letter "A".

"I will now place my marks of ownership on you Steven. I'm sorry, but this will hurt a bit."

She went behind him, and he felt a searing on one cheek and then the other. He cried out. Then he felt a soothing cool as Andrea pressed ice cubes on each burn. The straps were released, and Mistress made him go down to the floor and lick up the puddle of his ejaculate.

Everyone congratulated Andrea for her acquisition of a fine new slave. She made slave swapping dates with several of the Mistresses and got invitations to upcoming get togethers where all Mistresses, Masters and their slaves would be in attendance. Then the house emptied out. Andrea and Steven were alone together. She made him kneel before her and let him know what life would be like from that day forward.

"Go fetch your clothes from the foyer Steven, and throw them in the garbage but bring me your keys and phone. You will never have need for clothing again."

He obeyed and came back to kneel again.

"You will remain here with me now Steven, and never leave the house unless it is for a slave swap or some other social event. Monday morning you can call your boss and quit your job. Then you will go on line to your bank and transfer every dollar in any accounts you may have to me. You will also transfer title of your car to me, so I may sell it and pocket the proceeds. My friends will go to your condo and clear out your possessions. They will be sold, donated or trashed. You will then put your condo on the market and give me the money from that sale as well. As my slave you must be naked and penniless, a non-entity, and your only purpose in life will be to serve me. Do you accept your new lot in life without reservation?"

"Yes Mistress!"

"Wonderful! We are going to be very happy together. And now, because you have surrendered yourself completely, I can say something I have been longing to say!"

She reached out and pulled him close, with head upon her breasts.

"I love you my dear slave Steven!"

The next morning Andrea contacted Mistress Susan with the happy news. Mistress Susan suppressed her annoyance at being wrong. Knowing a male had surrendered himself and accepted his proper place in the world was adequate compensation. She wished Andrea well and erased all memory of Steven from her mind.