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I lay nude on the folding table in the back yard of my Mistress's house the table had been covered with a plastic shower curtain liner with a memory foam topper underneath.

About 6 women stood around me with finger paint bottles and were dipping their fingers in them. I was their canvas today.

Mistress Karen has arranged this paint party as a way to get her friends together. When she suggested it to me, I giggled. But the look on Her sweet face knew that I didn't have a choice in the matter.

So she sent out emails to her other Dominate girlfriends and now here I am.

Fingers moving over my recently shaved body. Starting from head and moving down to my toes. It was a sensation. At times 10 hands moving on me.

Once it was done, I heard the Women laughing and giggling. Needles to say wine was being served and I am sure the 10 bottles, had purchased was consumed at a steady rate.

Once my body was fully painted on the front, I was turned over and my backside was painted as well. I felt on pair of hands linger on my cheeks a little longer than they should.

Soon it was all done and I heard Mistress Karen say "it is time for the drawing!'

"Drawing?" I wondered to myself, hadn't they done enough painting already?

Then it dawned on me, something was being raffled off, I wondered what?

Mistress called out a number and a cheer went up. Mistress Karen leaned over me and said

"You will behave and allowed Mistress Pamela to stroke you. You are not allowed to cum until she says so pet!"

"Yes Mistress!"

Soon a thin blonde Mistress whom I had seen at munches and gatherings looked into my eyes. Her piercing blue eyes looked into mine.

"I have waited a long time to get a chance at you boy!" I am going to make this both pleasurable and a bit tormenting!" She said with a sort of smirk and laugh.

With that she moved down and took Mistress Karen's boys cock in her hand and started to stroke it, nice slow even strokes. Her free hand reached down and massaged my cum laden balls.

Mistress Karen had not allowed me to release for the past month or so. Not long but long enough.

Mistress Pam's hands were soft and felt nice. She kept up a steady rhythm and I became hard at her touch. She pinched the cock head.

I winched a little.

She kept up her pace and massaged my balls off and on.

She watched my body and when she could see I was close, she would slow things down.

Than when I had calmed down she would pick up the pace. Yeah she knew what she was doing and it was torment for me.

It went on like this for quite awhile.

Me tensing up

Her slowly her stroking or stopping for a few heartbeats.

A chant went up from the others

"CUM! CUM!, CUM!"

Slow and steady the chants and her stroking were bringing me closer and closer to the edge.

She stopped again.

"I need a water break!" She said and walked away for a moment, leaving my cock in mid hard one and aching to release.

She came back and took me in hand once again.

She leaned into me "This is such a proud and strong cock, I can see why Mistress Karen keeps you under lock and key." She laughed.

The chanting started again and Mistress Pam whispered in my ear '

"Cum for me you slut!

Her fingers stroked me as her free hand teased my rosebud.

Release I did.

My body jerked up and my sperm flew. My breathing got heavy.

She kept stroking and teasing my rosebud.

When it was finally over, I was taken to the clothesline. It had a dual purpose. First it was hanging laundry to give it that fresh smell. But second, it was for when Mistress Karen wanted to punish me.

My hands and feet were slipped into the looped clothesline and I was tied in.

The long handled car brush that I used to wash Mistress's vette was brought over as well as the garden hose. I was subjected to the spray of the hose and soon someone was running the brush over my painted body.

Oh those hard to reach places were murder and it was all I could do not to bite my lip

Mistress Karen came over and said it was okay to cry out. Some of the more sadistic Mistress' enjoyed it.

Once it was done I was made to stand there for an hour while the sun dried me off.

The Mistress's eaten their lunches and drank some more wine.

Soon it was getting dark and I was released from the rope.

The Mistress's smiled at me and thanks me for being such a wonderful canvas. Mistress Pam was last and patted my soft cock and ass. She kissed me on the cheek.

"You are good boy, thank you for allowing me to take you in hand!"

She thanked my Mistress as well and left.

Mistress took me inside and we lay on the bed cuddling.

"Have I told you recently how honored you are my pet?" She asked.

"Yes Ma'am and it is I who am honored to serve you!"

She stroked my cheek and we drifted off to sleep.