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Dot released some pressure. We can edit this too. We don't want to damage any blood vessels.

"Mike! Come on out here!"

"Sure, babe." I wished he would quit calling my wife 'babe'. But I was helpless.

I heard the familiar sounds of her hands jacking his pole. It was wet this time. Lube?

"Do you like my new outfit, Mike? It's a two piece, so you can see my midriff."

"You're gorgeous Maeve. It'll help me get there."

"Would you like to shoot it on my cleavage? The cleavage is new too, now that the suit doesn't go all the way up my neck."

His breathing was getting more and more strained from his impending orgasm. So was hers from the physical effort of yanking on his big cock.

"Here it comes!" He told the world.

"Here it comes." She repeated.

He gave two short grunts. Then boiling hot cum began jetting into my shocked mouth. I tried to turn my head. I spit and sputtered, exclaiming all along how awful it was. And I didn't need to fake it at all.

With my lips pressed tightly shut, the next two squirts hit my lower face, coating my chin. I couldn't help but make these closed lipped sounds of disgust.

There was a resounding wack as Mistress slapped my balls - always the balls. I screamed and she resumed jacking him into my open mouth. "Don't you dare reject his gift. You oughta thank Mike for helping us show the world your degradation. Shouldn't you?"

I knew what I needed to say: "thank you, master mike."

"Thank you for what?"

"thank you for feeding me your cum."

Mike went back to his hotel.

Mistress checked my dick for signs of damage, declaring it to be a 'healthy fuck stick'. Never had I imagined I would be the owner of an actual fuck stick!

We took pictures and video clips with a ruler to document my results. It was five and one eighth inches long. Progress!!

We ran upstairs excitedly where I fucked my wife doggy style for the first time. I never before thought I'd be able to reach this way. When my cum filled her up, I relished the new view of her sexy back, curvy buttocks, and long flowing hair. I loved my new 'healthy fuck stick'. I didn't run around the house, but I couldn't wipe the smile off my face.

The next day she tied me with lengths and lengths of rope, winding them round and round: mummifying me. Laying on an inclined plank, I had a new bigger vibrating butt plug and a new mask with eye holes as well as a mouth hole. There was one zipper down the middle.

Her suit now had an oval hole in front supporting her magnificent boobs which were now on full display to thousands. It was bad enough when my body was the only naked one. Now part of MY wife was out there too.

Mistress held up this big thick phallic candle. I wondered with a little fear as she lit it. Even with my anal training I really doubted the pillar candle could go without some intense seriousness. Just what was the plan?

She held the candle over the back of my tied hand and tipped it so wax spilled on me. "oh, fuck that hurt!!" I begged, "let's not do this one." I mean I really begged.

"Oh Cucky, like you have a choice."

But this was just a game, "no really. we don't need to do this."

Her voice turned devious, "I bet you all know what we're gonna do with this?"

I had an idea, "no! no! not that. you'll burn 'em off. you'll melt my pump. i need that!"

She held the candle way up high, right over my sensitive jewels. Then slowly leaned it a tiny bit. I watched wide-eyed as a pool threatened to overflow.

She coughed and a tiny molten drop came over the edge. I screamed in dreadful anticipation, tightening every muscle in my body. Down, down, it plummeted and I couldn't take my eyes off the falling lava. It landed with a painful thwack. I screamed loudly from the burn before I even realized that it wasn't burning. Apparently it cools as it falls.

Mistress continued dripping greater and greater quantities of wax on me, creating a very photogenic and hardened shell. I screamed my best theatrical screams the whole time.

Mike entered our playroom naked as a Jaybird. He took one look at my balls and squirmed sympathetically.

His monster cock was worse than I imagined, now that I could see it. His cock wasn't just normal, it was a gigantic seven inches. Ugly, reddened, and already throbbing. She knelt before him, "Do you like mike's cock, kippy cucky?" I wished I had his size, and nodded.

"Are you hoping yours won't be a tiny wee wee micropenis when we're done?"

"more than anything."

I knew she'd jerked him off twice already, but actually witnessing her kneel before his club was horribly embarrassing. All our fans were seeing her being owned more and more by Mike. They were seeing me getting my dick stretched, still thinking it was a three incher.

Her beautiful creamy hands juxtaposed against the ruddy cock. Her innocent titties were right in the line of fire.

Horribly, I knew where this was going. She would be polluted by his gunk. And she wasn't even disgusted like me. In fact her smile was radiantly waiting.

Five minutes of fast cock-jerking and Mike gave his usual grunts, spilling lava-like spoo all over my lovely wife's no longer private boobs. It splattered. It ran. It pooled in her cleavage. Great runny roads criss-crossed her chest. I was right - she was tainted and ruined.

She stood, and the way her breasts were pushed into a shelf none of it ran off.

I didn't predict it until it was too late. With the camera to the side and slightly behind me, she unzipped my hood so my face was completely uncovered, but not visible to the audience.

While I was worrying about my anonymity, she leaned forward pressing her cum tinged knockers all over my face. They were slick and gooey and my face became smeared all over with Mike's hot dripping nastiness. It was in my eyes, my eyelashes, nostrils, and mouth. It dripped down my neck. And my throbbing erection couldn't even shrivel, sucked into the clit tube like it was.

Mike left.

Not even cleaning me up, Dotty examined my dick, declaring it to be healthy and huge. Her words thrilled me like no others ever had. She documented my growth at five and one quarter inches. Hearing the news I forgot about the spooge on my face, tasting it unintentionally, as I rejoiced in an additional fraction of an inch.

Dot looked into my eyes, so proud of me. I felt proud too. "You know what we've never been able to do?"

There were so many things.

"Do you see how my boobs stick out, sandwiched together, so much more than usual?" I didn't see where she was going with this.

"Do you want to titty fuck me with your big dick right now? Or wait?"

If we waited, maybe I would start to lose my pumped up engorgement. "Now! Let's do it now with my big dick!"

She laid her body over mine, rubbing my big dick between her slippery boobs. The feeling was sublime. I didn't care that it was cum. Not when it felt that good. Not when I actually had the ability to use my big dick like that.

I added my spoo to Mike's remaining jism, groaning in my orgasm just like he had in his.

We were huffing from our exertions as she started the laborious task of unwinding me. "Was it good?"

"The best baby."

She undid the last knot. You're a good sport Kip. And we're gonna be rich."

For the next session I was strapped to the wall, Mistress Maeve was wrapping my balls in strong tight cords, causing them to stick way out, held firm inside their tight sack. A new larger clit pump was doing its job for the third time today. Just on camera this time.

When she was sufficiently pleased with how torturously my nuts were constrained, she produced a bright red tube of lipstick. Mistress decorated her lips, then painted my balls red, then my lips. We were a matching trio of glossy ruby red.

Mike stood before her, her cleavage proudly jutting out. I half expected to see him coat her boobs again, which would permit me another boobjob. I actually wanted his cum on her boobs and my face, then I would feel my big dick slide between wonderful fuckbags.

But so far, we never did the same thing twice. I supposed with the lipstick on my balls it would get smeared into Mike's goo, making a pink cream for me to fuck. I would gladly do it.

Maeve pushed her boobs together for him and he placed his big cock in the soft canal. I guess, him titty fucking her, would be new.

He slid up and down a few times then she gazed at his cockhead with a bit too much admiration, and when he groaned she pulled just the head between her red lips. Lips that were red just for the cameras. Lips that were supposed to be mine alone. She accepted his cum, smiling the whole time. I waited for her commentary. For her to humiliate me with her words.

Instead, she ran to me, kissing my red lips with her red lips. But also depositing his cum into my mouth for the cameras. I'd had it there before. The taste and texture were survivable. The embarrassment of being a cum vessel was already past too. But now I was degraded twice at the same time: his cum had corrupted both of us simultaneously!

Not to leave my debasement at good enough, she rubbed her cummy lips on my balls, returning with her entire lower face plastered in the mixture. When she was done with me, my face was also colored with the pinkish lipstick mixture.

Without cleaning up she measured me, we learned that my dick was five and a half inches long. Well within normal limits.

Our chins looked ridiculous, but I didn't care when she said, "You've never let me before. But, I'm gonna give you your first blowjob." She flashed her seductive eyes at me, "You're big enough. Right?"

I nodded enthusiastically. She was right. At five and a half inches, her mouth which was so much more calculating than her pussy wouldn't judge me if it felt a difference compared to past boyfriends. She hadn't even sucked enough of Mike's to make a comparison.

Evilly she declared, "And I'm going to give you another snowball. Good cuckies eat all the cum there is. Right?" I didn't know the word, but I knew what she meant.

"Go ahead, give me a snowball, Dotty. I love my dick. I love you. I'll love it." And I did.

Our next session started early. I was loosely tied to the same tiltable plank as a few days ago. My butt plug was replaced by a big black dildo. My hood was reduced to a zorro type mask. My hands were free. And my clit pump had me sucked up to whatever exciting size we would accomplish today.

Mistress Maeve's suit wasn't just cupless, it was assless too. She was walking around me, explaining to our fans how many ounces of weight she was hanging from my balls. While the weights were heavy and pulled me tightly and uncomfortable, they were also deceptively hollow.

Mistress lay down on a bench in front of me where me and all of Porncool would be able to see her firm round bubble buns.

Mike entered, already naked and proud.

Mistress was giving her opening speech. "OK, fans, by popular request, Cucky is going to take a more active and engaged role as a good cuckold should.

Mike aimed his cock at my wife's butt while I was commanded to jerk him off onto her milky flesh. I felt the shame of cooperating in my psychological abuse.

I took hold of his ginormous cock, instantly realizing that despite all my gains there was still a huge difference in both length and girth. The knowledge drained my spirit. I couldn't help but feel dejected and worthless.

I wanked his bigger cock listlessly, wearing my inferiority for everyone to see. He was quick as always, groaning to portend his imminent eruption.

I felt his big cock pulse and surge. I felt the veins stick out as he was cumming. I watched the head flare. And I cringed when giant gobs of goo gobsmacked my wife's virgin asshole, which he leaned into, being sure to zero in on the wrinkly target. Never before had cum touched her most private place and Mike beat me to it.

Mistress Maeve stayed in place while master Mike lowered my plank so my face fell right into her crack.

I knew what was expected and I knew to ham it up. I didn't really dislike cum anymore, and well, the asshole, was my wife's. I pretended to gag muttering, "can't believe i'm doing this. so gross. so bad."

However, as I munched, I remembered that there would be real people who would think it was the height of filthy depraved sex. And later they would see my face. Probably people I knew.

Then, licking lavishly at the cum covered shit ring I thought, "What does it matter? I'm worthless anyway."

Some minutes later I was still stewing in my self hatred when Dotty declared, "Six inches! Bigger than fifty percent of the population."

I recovered my previous happiness, "Really!?"

From the depths of despair I was now lifted to the heights of highs. How could it get better?

Dotty bent low showing her butt to me again, "Let's celebrate. Come fuck my ass with your fiftieth percentile dick."

The next day Mistress Maeve had me tied with my back to a post and my hands above my head. I was sitting on a thick board, more of a platform, nothing special, just stock wood from the hardware store. It felt cold the way my balls rested on it. "Kip, it's gonna be intense today. You won't even need to do any acting. But you'll live."

Then the cameras were on. I wanted to ask what she meant but she stuck a wooden dowel wrapped in gauze in my mouth. "To bite."

"Ok everyone. We've got a special segment today! There's just no going back from some things..." She had me worried.

"Exhibit A. The standard ball clamp." She was saying this as she held some item between her body and the camera. "See how it squeezes." She put the metal contraption on a table and it did look pretty medieval.

"Exhibit B. The crouton crusher. This one squeezes, but it's got all these spikes." It was like a giant blue clothespin. Despite being mostly plastic it was scarier than the first.

"Exhibit C. This one's like a combo ball stretcher/butt plug. The balls go inside here, then get pulled back and inserted right into his very own asshole." Staring at the appliance she'd set by the others, it looked thankfully less damaging than the first ones.

"Exhibit D. I'm guessing each egg goes into one of these. Then they go in opposite directions. She turned it over in her hands. "Hmm, I don't really see how this wouldn't rip his sack right in half. Well, by the time you see this some of you will have voted on our website..." When I saw it, I shuddered. She wouldn't...

"Oh, I almost forgot Exhibit E." She picked up a simple hammer and two iron nails. "I'm hoping you all pick this one. The simplicity is elegant. And while the straight through penetration will no doubt hurt more than the others, it's really just a single hole in each testicle. He should be fine given some time to heal. Besides, I've already got a board under his sack to drive the nails into."

Mistress picked up a red envelope, "The results of our poll are right here." She tore open the envelope and read, "Exhibit E!"

Fuck!

Approaching me with the instruments of destruction, I literally tried to crawl backwards despite being shackled to the post and strapped to the board.

Maeve knelt before me. There was no way this wasn't real. I mean fuckin nails!

Out of camera view, I watched her attach these tiny alligator clips to my ballsack, then connect them to a battery. "What's the..."

"Shhhhh!!"

"But..."

"Shhhhh! I don't want to have to reshoot the whole intro. You'll survive." It wasn't all that comforting.

This just might be more pain than I wanted.

Dot connected the nail to the battery with a wire. Then placed it right next to my left nut. She raised the hammer up and took a mighty whack!

I screamed louder than I had for any of the previous tortures while biting hard on the stick in my mouth. The pain was barely bearable, but it stopped instantly.

I looked down expecting to see blood and ooze from my ball. The nail was driven a solid inch into the board, yet, still NEXT to my testicle and not through it. Maeve switched cameras to get the side view.

"Wheww!" She said, only to me, and in a cold sweat that matched mine. That was tricky. You don't know how many times I practiced hitting a nail before I was sure I wouldn't miss."

I couldn't stop staring at the nail that was NOT through my ball. "Why did it hurt so motherfucking much?"

"Realism! The nail completes a harmless DC current."

"It didn't fuckin' feel harmless to me."

"But it was. Do you want me to stop? Or go for the gold? You know you've always asked me for pain." I pictured myself with a cock as big as Mike's. And I believed her that this was going to finally get me a big dick."

"Drive the other nail. I'll make it sound good.

"Oh, I know you will. That current hurts like fuck. Yesterday I licked the battery to test it. In fact, I licked it several times to get the circuit right."

Dotty sprayed me with a water bottle to make it look like I was sweating more profusely than I actually was. Then she dabbed some blood red glue on my ball. Into the glue she stuck the top half of a nail.

Turning to face the side camera, Maeve continued, "That's one down. Now that Cucky knows what to expect, let's see what he has to say?"

"Are you ready for me to pierce the other precious nut?"

I cried my best tears, whimpering, "fuck! fuck, no. please stop. i'll do anything else. literally anything."

"Oh, I've got something ELSE planned for you as well. Right after I nail your balls to the board we'll start the 'anything else'."

She held the nail in place and raised the hammer. The anticipation of the electric shock was excruciating. My fear was quite real. Then I considered that despite her practice she might actually miss.

I bit the wood in preparation. I cringed before the blow came. Down went the hammer with a resounding thwack, completing the circuit and delivering a tremendous jolt.

I screamed again, thankful that the electricity proved she hadn't missed. My heart was pounding and just maybe, I smelled burning flesh.

A little red glue and it was time to move on.

Mike came into our little room and looking at my balls, physically recoiled, "Shit! You two don't fool around."

Mistress was reclining on a settee. "Come here big boy!" She was addressing Mike. He went to her, and right there being filmed for Porncool, he rubbed his big cock all over my wife's pussy and bush, but thankfully without the all important penetration.

Mike lay atop Dotty, cock pressing on her clit. Surely she liked it more than when MY dick pressed on her clit. It was so much bigger after all. I couldn't see, were they kissing?

"Hey fans, I promised I'd get Cucky a big cock - one way or another. We've been suctioning his cock for almost a week now. And we're gonna find out soon how it went. So keep watching till the end.

But what if it doesn't work? I have to keep my promise.

So, If it doesn't work then at least he'll have this." She grabbed Mike's cock in her hand, leading him over to me.

"Here's your big cock. I'm gonna give it to you. Sure, I've had the smallest bit in my mouth. But I've saved the whole smelly thing for you. You can have it all."

Mike jammed his cock into my mouth while she held on, feeding it to me inch by inch. I gagged while they laughed. It was surprisingly smooth and soft considering how ugly it was.

Hitting the back of my throat, he asked her if he could go all the way down. She whispered in his ear and I hoped she told him no.

He complained that I wasn't sucking so she knelt next to my face, "You're almost a complete cucky now. I mean, this really moves you along the path. Sucking a real man's real cock is about as close as you can be without actually being one..."

All this week she's thrown that word about and I was still unclear on what it actually meant.

"Do you feel manly, Kippy? Cause you really do have a big manly cock - in your mouth. And soon it's gonna give you its testosterone filled cream. One would think eating all that male hormone would work. But you've eaten so much already this week - is it working?"