Dan's New Life 03: The Team Mascot

Taking his arm firmly in the crook of hers, Krista pulled him close, and walked him to a door of a large, three story solo unit in the center of the complex. "Well, we're here!" She said, smiling, and Dan looked back at the path that they had come. He realized dumbly that they were probably less than 150 feet from the parking lot. Krista had managed to turn a 150 foot walk into a ten minute ordeal. He looked past her at the door, and suddenly wondered who was inside. He was suddenly growing very nervous, and for reasons he didn't want to think about, began suddenly remembering the ten gorgeous porn stars that he had been staring at for the last two weeks.

"So Dan? Any questions?" She asked, batting her eyes at him playfully, seeming to read his mind. His thoughts swirled as he tried to process everything she had just told him. "Yes, who i-" he started to ask, but Krista suddenly lifted a finger to his lips, silencing him mid word. She smiled proudly at how obediently he grew quiet, and she lightly teased his lower lip with her fingertip as she whispered in that husky East Coast voice with a playfully cocked eyebrow, "You may ask three questions."

God, everything this woman did was so confident and controlling, and in a way that made him feel so powerless. Even though they were close to the same height, Dan felt like he was constantly looking up at Krista, even when he wasn't on his hands and knees. His mind raced, and considered all the things he suddenly needed to know. He finally sputtered out in a strained voice, "Oh god Krista, w-who's in there? Who's on this team?" He stared at her, feeling panic grow in his belly, waiting for an answer, but she simply held up three fingers with one hand, and then dropped one.

He scrambled for two more questions, and weakly stammered, "What...Oh, god, what does this have to do with me, Krista, why are you introducing me to your team? A-and what game are you talking about? What kind of sports league is this?"

Krista snorted at him, and reached into her pocket for a stick of gum, staring directly at the stain in the front of his pants as she slid it sensuously into her mouth and began to chew. In the brief walk/crawl to their destination, Dan had forgotten about his humiliating appearance, and he suddenly burned red even more brightly. She made him sit silently in his own humiliation for a few moments. Finally, as she smacked her gum juicily, she said in a playful voice, "Oh well, well as soon as you see the team, I think you'll figure out what the sport is, sugar, so don't worry about that: I told the whole team to wear their uniforms tonight. They're REALLY excited to meet you."

Her eyes glittered playfully as she continued, "And as for what this has to do with you...Well, every good team needs a mascot, don't they?" She held one hand lovingly up to his face, cupping it and holding his cheeks softly, "And since I just happen to own a full time Tease Slave with absolutely no free will, and who has to immediately obey every single desire I can think of..." He moaned at this, as she continued, "I volunteered you for the job! Isn't that exciting? This weekend's going to be a bit of a try out, just to make sure the girls like you..."

Suddenly, she gripped his jaw much more tightly, and smushing his cheeks firmly together as she said in a stern voice, "But, of course, you're not going to do ANYTHING to make them not like you, are you Dan? You're going to be a good boy?"

The crazed, sexually starving man cringed, and sputtered out, "No Krista I promise, I'll be good, but PLEASE, who's in there? Can I clean up first, my pants...i-it's so humiliating..."

Krista rolled her eyes at that, laughing as she snorted, "Humiliating? Sweetie pie, half of these women watched you cry like a baby as you fucked a melon to death while tied to a picnic table less then two weeks ago! Besides, I'm sort of proud of how big that stain is...I love when the Lexie floods her teensy little panties on the back of my hog as it rattles and hums, and now you get to know how it feels too." She smiled widely as she reached for the doorknob, and giggled, "And as for who's in here? Don't worry, Dan, it's no one scary, just some girls from the neighborhood! Over half the team lives here, and the other half spend most of their time hanging out on the weekends. In fact, I bet you'll see a few familiar faces on the team..."

Chapter 4: Dan Meets the Team

Dan's eyes took a minute to adjust to the light as he walked into the large, warm living room, and he blinked as he heard a cacophony of female voices cry out, "Coach!" as he and Krista stepped inside. He almost knew what he was going to see when his blurred vision cleared, but he still was awestruck as Ashley Alban began bouncing over towards him. Her wide, playful brown eyes looked up and down him as she stared with excitement, "Oh my god Coach!" Ashley exclaimed, in the same delicious voice that had been listening to for weeks, "THIS is him? He's cute!"

Dan stared at her, star struck. An honest to god PORNSTAR was standing two feet away from him. His eyes crawled helplessly down her body, and he saw that she was wearing a tight, grey sports bra which was clinging tightly to her tight chest, emblazoned in hot pink letters that read, "The Buena Vista Cockteasers". His eyes crawled further down, and he grew dizzy for a moment as he noticed that she was barefoot, before he finally registered what else she was wearing.

Short, tight, and a deep navy blue, Ashely's tiny volleyball shorts barely contained her soft, milky thighs, and when she noticed him staring at her, she spun around for him to get a better look, giggling knowingly as she did. He moaned, and felt his cock press insistently against his dripping underwear, as he spotted her plump butt cheeks peeking out of the stretchy skin tight material. "Volleyball girls," his mind whispered to him hungrily, as he noticed how far into the crack of her ass the tight material stretched, feeling himself losing control.

She suddenly looked down, and began laughing hysterically as she pointed directly at his oozing crotch. "Oh, damn Coach, what in God's name did you do to him on the ride over? The poor guy is leaking like a FAUCET! Raquel! Jamie! Did you see this?" Dan suddenly felt weak, and leaned his weight against the wall, as tiny raven haired Raquel Roper and curvaceous and snotty Jamie Valentine strutted over to him from the couch, each wearing matching monogrammed sports bras and volleyball shorts. "Wow..." Raquel said sardonically with a lopsided grin as her dark eyes crawled down to his pulsing, wet bulge, she looked back at Krista with an impressed giggle, "Jesus, how hard have you been fucking with this poor boy, Coach?"

Krista laughed, and exclaimed, "I told you guys! Between the five of us, it's basically 24/7 now. We spent the first month or so ramping up slowly...it's unbelievable how desperate he gets after a while." She turned to look at him, smiling proudly, "We've been driving him crazy every day, and our little plaything hasn't had his precious cummies in almost two weeks. My gift to you girls." The way they were talking about him like he wasn't there, like he really was just a toy for their amusement, was humiliating. But even more humiliating was when Jamie strutted behind him, and reached her hand around to the front of his pants, groping and giggling as he whimpered, and she sneered at him, "Wow, feel this wet, filthy cock...Someone's excited..."

As Dan stiffened, trying not to collapse to the floor, Ashley turned to Krista and said, "Hold on, most of the girls are upstairs." Then, in a much louder, laughing voice, and looking directly into Dan's eyes, and playfully called out, "Oh ladies! Coach brought us a toy to play with!" Wishing the floor would swallow him whole, Dan groaned as he heard several excited squeals from upstairs, and the rumbling of bare feet on carpet. And as the herd of excited women came down the stairs, he saw that it was exactly what he had been afraid of.

Every performer from the videos came down the stairs with an excited grin on her face, one after another, and each in the same, skintight, skimpy volleyball uniform. Emily Lynne skipped over to him, her bangs bouncing around her gorgeous face. Annabelle Pync squealed with excitement and bit her fingernail as she ran into the room. Soon all ten of them were surrounding him, all staring and grinning and talking at once. Dan couldn't make out a single word in the cacophony, and looked from one familiar face to the next, feeling himself get dizzy.

Dan had rarely allowed himself to indulge in the "sin" of pornography before he had been seduced and captured by Sarah, but after weeks of being tormented and teased by the images of these beautiful women, giggling and dancing and sucking and teasing and riding for the camera, he felt like he was surrounded by movie stars. He couldn't believe this was happening. Each girl was so gorgeous in her own way, so confident and assured, and after having seen so many hours of them naked and wriggling, he couldn't help but let his eyes drop to the ten beautiful bodies surrounding him. He realized with a shudder that each one of them was barefoot, and felt his mouth begin to salivate as he looked from wriggling toes, to toned thighs, to barely contained ass, to soft, jiggling breasts, each girl in the same skintight uniform.

Dan was actually feeling himself begin to teeter on his feet when he heard Krista's voice call out loudly, cutting through the noise. "All right team! Settle down and give the boy a little breathing room while I go over the rules for the weekend!" The girls surrounding him snapped to attention at the sound of Krista's loud accent, and they immediately spread out into a larger circle that included Krista, with Dan trapped in its center.

"Okay..." started Krista, who put her hands on her hips and spoke in a projecting, confident tone that Dan suddenly realized must be her "Coach" voice. "As you all know, The Buena Vista Cockteasers are in need of a new mascot, and your favorite coach has brought you someone that she thinks will fit the bill. Tonight's about getting to know each other, so hang out, party, have some fun. Because tomorrow, if everyone decides that they like him, Dan's going to join us for some team building activities. After that, we'll take Sunday morning to train him in a few easy mascot routines, and then that night we've got our first game of the season. Everybody with me so far?"

Dan looked around at the group of young, nubile women, who were all staring intently into his eyes with small, knowing smiles on their faces as they nodded, and he whimpered, wishing again that he could disappear into the floor somehow. He felt his cock surge again and he instinctively put his hands in front of himself, desperately trying to hide the still growing stain on the front of his pants. But the instant he did, Krista quietly said, in the sultry, commanding voice he was much more used to, "Hands together behind your back right now, Danny." Dan moaned miserably as he pulled his hands behind his back.

"Now stand up straight." she added with a laugh, "Arch your back and show off how horny your poor throbbing cock is right now for all the pretty girls." He felt tears well up in his eyes as he immediately obeyed, and he had to stifle a gasp as his posture pulled at the plug in his ass. Ellie Idol was licking her lips at him, her piercing eyes looking very excited, and he saw Natalya lean over and whisper something in Sasha Foxxx's ear, causing them to burst into uncontrollable giggles. He suddenly remembered Krista mentioning that he was going to have to ask the partygoers for permission to remove his plug, and his face exploded into a blushing crimson. Oh jesus, the idea of admitting what was in his ass to these women felt SO horrifying...

"Good boy," Krista giggled as he presented her dripping, pulsating, desperate handiwork to the team, and she switched back to her "coach" voice before she continued, "All right, well I know that I've pretty much told you all the stories about my little toy here. As you can see, he will do absolutely anything I say, the instant I say it. We've essentially maneuvered him into blackmailing himself with his precious need to spurt, so no matter what happens, no matter how horny we make him, he will do ANYTHING he can to stop himself from cumming without permission..."

Dan's face grew even redder somehow, feeling ridiculous and humiliated as she put his current circumstances so plainly, as she suddenly said with a warning tone that made him wince, "BUT! Just a word of warning. I know you girls are all professionals, so this is no disrespect. But I also know that none of you have any experience with extreme, long term cock teasing like this. So to make sure everyone's being VERY careful, the first girl to make my toy spurt on accident, even if it's ruined, is going to be riding my bench for the next three games of the season."

The girls erupted in cries of indignation, and he noticed several of them suddenly looking at his wet bulge carefully. Krista held up a finger in warning, pointing it at every girl in the room before finally poking it at Dan and in the same, warning tone, said, "Do not test me on that. No game time. Be careful. That boy is DESPERATE right now, and that cock is on a HAIR trigger." She held her stern expression for a quiet moment as her words settled in, and then she smiled again, and looked at Dan.

"Good. Now, before we turn on the music, break out the booze, and start the party..." she said, the soft, playful sultry tone creeping back into her voice as she smacked at her gum, "I believe Dan has a question to ask all you girls...but I think he might be feeling a bit shy right now, and I'm curious to see if he can work up the courage to actually ask it." Dan turned to stare at her, and as the plug rubbed maddeningly into him with every movement, comprehension dawned on his face. She smiled sweetly at him, as she added, "So? Are you ready to ask the team a favor? Or do you need to wait for a while?" God, could he REALLY admit to the bulbous monstrosity up his ass in front of all these girls?

His mind raced as he looked around at the expectant faces staring at him from all directions. He thought about actually asking for permission to remove it in front of everyone at once like this, and began to feel sick. But GOD, he had to take this out soon or he was actually going to lose his mind! What were the options? Maybe he could find a minute alone with one of them at some point soon and ask quietly? Amber always seemed so nice in her videos, maybe she would keep it a secret for him, once she was done laughing? That wouldn't be so bad, right?

His lips shook, and he found himself struggling to speak. "N-not right now Krista..." he finally said in a weak voice, and she giggled and rolled her eyes. "Well alright," she laughed, as Ashley bounced over to the laptop on the couch and turned on some lightly pulsing club music, "I don't see why you think it's going to get any easier waiting, but I'm happy to find out how long it takes you to give in. Oh, one more thing I forgot..."

She lifted her hands to her face, cupping them around her mouth and shouting unceremoniously over the music, suddenly back to her Coach voice, "Ok girls, one last thing! To make sure that Danny's just as obedient and loyal with you all as he is with me, I've got one final gift for my team." She looked at him, smiled widely, and winked as she said the next words, "My horny little slave here has his next potential release coming up this Sunday, and I decided that YOU girls get to decide whether or not he cums! So we'll do the Sunday Hearing in the girls locker room after the game." Dan gaped at her, horrified at this, and the girls exploded into whoops and cheers all around him, laughing wildly at how upset he was getting. Krista patted his head gently, ignoring his panic, and smiled as she said, "Now go meet the girls and enjoy the party, baby."

As the girls talked, and drank, and danced around the living room, Dan struggled to survive as he walked around, mingling. Slowly processing that these ten mid twenties porn stars suddenly held the fate of his aching balls in their hands, he moved from one women to the next, saying and doing anything he could think of to ingratiate himself to each one. The girls all giggled and marveled at how eager he was to please, as they asked him questions about what his life as a sex slave was like. It was humiliating, but what was even more humiliating was how much each of them seemed to know about his predicament.

Raquel asked him what Mistress Mode felt like, her eyes gleaming with excitement as she cornered him by the television. Emily Lynn made fun of him for passing out with Sarah on his first night, her soft eyes hypnotizing him beneath her bangs as she leaned against him in the kitchen. Jamie Valentine gushed to him about how hot she thought it was watching him cum on his birthday as she lifted one leg against his, running her bare foot up and down his calf and making him shiver. Each new reminder made him relive the moment, and these women knowing EVERY excruciating detail of the torture he'd been subjected to filled him with humiliation.

But even worse than that, they made him tell them about things that he had never said to anyone. For almost 10 minutes, Ashley and Amber danced with him while they asked him what it felt like to give up every ounce of free will to his owners, to know exactly how powerless, how helpless he had chosen to become. Once they had finally allowed him to stumble away, Anabelle Pync pressed up against him near the speakers, lightly dabbing at the massive wet stain at the front of his pants, and stared at him with her beautiful blue eyes as she made him tell her all about what Lexie's edging felt like. She giggled and tucked her pink streaked blonde hair behind one ear as she listened to him describe the constant pain and desperate need of his blue balls, watching him stutter and moan as she teased at his wet spot.

Ellie Idol came up behind him about 5 minutes after Anabelle had finally freed him, and she had slid her hands around his waist and up to his chest, where she began lightly plucking and teasing his nipples through the fabric of his shirt. As she did, she leaned forward, whispering in his ear in her soft, girlish, innocent voice that had driven him so wild in video after video, and asked him "if only getting to cum every week or two was really enough to feel any satisfaction?" He started to answer her, parting his trembling lips and beginning to speak in an equally quiet voice, but Ellie pinched his nipples almost painfully, and he heard her voice grow bratty, loud, and stern in his ear, as she said, "Speak up Tease Toy, the whole TEAM wants to hear your answer."

She firmly spun him, guiding him insistently by his sensitive nipples, and turned him to the crowd of girls sitting on couches and leaning against walls and banisters around the room. Then, in a much louder voice, she called out, "Listen up girls! Danny here is about to tell us all about whether getting his cummies every week or two is enough to satisfy his full, swollen balls!" The girls burst out into gales of laughter, and for a moment he tried to pull away, his entire being screaming for him to hide in humiliation, but Ellie's fingers were in a vice grip against him, and each warning squeeze sent another bolt of pleasure through his shaking body.

Almost crying in embarrassment, Dan wailed, "Of course it's not! You girls can't understand, Krista, Sarah, Destiny, all of them, they keep me so horny that I can't think! I can't breathe! And every fiber of my being is screaming to cum all of the time, but if I let myself, my life will be destroyed! And when I finally DO get to cum, the satisfaction only lasts for less than half an hour before I'm aching to spurt again..." All around him, the ten gorgeous girls leapt to their feet, surrounding him and pressing against his body with a mocking, over exaggerated chorus of "Oh poor baby!" and "Aww Dan wishes he got more cummies!" and "Is the adorable little Tease Toy feeling frustrated?"