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Authors name: Blue Balls (Address withheld by request)
Story title : Not What I Had Planned - 4
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Not What I Had Planned - 4 (FFM, exh, rp, bdsm, huml)
by Blue Balls (Address withheld by request)
***
College undergraduate duped into a most humiliating
performance, by a sexy coed, he mistakenly thought cared
for him.
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CHAPTER 4: The Performance
We arrived at 8:30 pm, went to the back door, rung the
bell, and were greeted by a surprisingly young blonde
chick, who introduced herself as the maid of honor. She
produced a hood that I was to wear as my blindfold, put
it over my head, held my hand and led us through the back
hall and kitchen of the house, into a spare bedroom with
its own adjoining bathroom. She paid us our money in
cash, offered cocktails, delivered them promptly, and
left us alone with instructions not to leave the room
until called upon to perform.
Once alone Stephanie removed the hood over my head, and
wasted no time in starting our preparations. We stripped
and took a long hot shower together, making sure we were
exceptionally clean for our performance. Next she had me
shave her pussy, asking that only a small triangle be
left over her slit, which she then asked that I trim very
short and neat. I enjoyed playing with her during the
shower and shave, and couldn't resist licking her to her
first orgasm of the night, after I finished up my handy
work.
Stephanie then proceeded to shave my cock and balls
completely bare, explaining that this way the women would
be best able to watch us as we fucked and sucked for
them. I had never been completely shaved before, but the
added sensitivity was very pleasing to me, and I sported
a nice hard erection as proof.
Stephanie warned me not to get to excited yet, and that
she would not let me cum until we started our
performance. While disappointed, she made it up to me by
liberally coating my cock and balls in baby lotion, and
slowly jerking me while telling me how excited she was to
be doing this in front of other people tonight.
As the hour of our performance grew near, Stephanie made
me put the hood back on, and proceeded to attach two fur
lined leather wrist cuffs to me, which she then attached
in front of me with what sounded like a pad lock. She
told me how proud she was of me for doing this, and that
she was certain we would put on a show the women would
never forget.
At 10:30 pm sharp, I heard a knock on our door, and
Stephanie and I got up and followed the maid of honor
into the main living room of the house. As we entered, I
heard loud clapping and laughter coming from the women,
and I imagined there must have been twenty or so gathered
for our performance.
Somebody started playing loud funk music on the stereo,
and Stephanie told me we should start dancing lewdly for
them.
As we started dancing Stephanie was all over my body,
doing a serious bump and grind on me, which got me very
excited and immediately caused me to have an erection. It
appears the women noticed, because they started clapping
again and making comments about length, girth, and most
significantly, the size of my balls. When I heard the
women comment on my balls, I suddenly realized for the
first time that Stephanie must have told them about me in
advance. It also occurred to me that Stephanie might want
to let them watch us perform our usual masturbatory
routine, which was not what she and I had agreed upon for
our performance.
Suddenly, I felt Stephanie's knee as she abruptly turned
and brought it up directly into my balls, causing me to
cough loudly as I collapsed onto the carpeting in obvious
pain. All the women instantly broke into loud laughter as
they clapped and howled at my predicament. I immediately
felt a rope being looped through my cuffed wrists, and
before I could even attempt to resist, I was being lifted
into a standing position, with my hands raised over my
head by the rope, which evidently was attached to some
sort of an eyebolt in the ceiling.
Stephanie grabbed hold of my balls and with a stern voice
told me to be perfectly still, while I felt cuffs being
attached to my ankles. Next my legs were spread very
widely, and my ankle cuffs were secured to some sort of
bar, effectively leaving me in a standing position, with
my hands raised over my head, my legs spread, and my
genitals lewdly displayed to all.
Once secured, Stephanie let go of my balls, told me to
do, as I was told, or else! I begged and pleaded with her
to let me go, but she failed to respond with anything
other than a quick slap to my already throbbing balls.
The pain was excruciating and I quickly realized I was
defenseless, with no choice than to cooperate with
whatever they had planned for me.
It became obvious that this was not going to the
performance I had expected, and that Stephanie was not
going to be my caring and loyal accomplice in the night's
proceedings. Stephanie wasted no time in kneeling down in
front of me, and tying off my balls tighter than ever
before, with a shoestring. As this was happening to me, I
could here the women continue to laugh, clap, howl, and
encourage Stephanie to tie my balls tighter and tighter.
While in considerable pain already, the tightness in my
balls was intense, as was my growing embarrassment at my
predicament. Once Stephanie finished tying my balls off,
she encouraged the women to have fun with me, while she
withdrew from the room.
I have no idea how many women were involved, but I was
instantly surrounded by lots of them, and they proceeded
to pinch my nipples, slap my face, spank my butt, and
pull and squeeze my balls and cock until I thought I
couldn't stand it anymore. Just as I thought I would pass
out, I heard Stephanie tell the ladies she thought I had
had enough for now, and that it was time to start the
show.
As I whimpered and cried into my hood, I felt something
cold and wet being applied to my anus. Much to my
disdain, I quickly realized it must be lubricant and that
my insistence that no anal penetration of me be allowed,
was not going to be honored. Stephanie whispered into my
ear to just relax and enjoy, as she stood on the spreader
bar, grabbed my balls tightly, and pushed me backwards,
making me stick my ass outwards for the inevitable
penetration.
As she held me, others must have come up behind,
spreading my ass cheeks widely and pushing what I later
found out was an large black anal plug, about six inches
long, coned shaped, over three inches in diameter at its
base, with a groove at its base designed to make my
sphincter muscle contract around it, effectively keeping
the plug firmly in place.
The pain was severe at first, but eventually I became
accustomed to it, and the fullness sensation it made me
feel. While already embarrassed and humiliated, when
Stephanie let go of my balls and told the women to click
away with their cameras, I just hung my head and cried.
The women took their pictures, laughed at me, made fun of
my balls and the size of my butt plug, but most
importantly, took notice of my raging hard on.
After a few minutes of being displayed, photographed, and
taunted by the women, I heard Stephanie ask if everyone
had placed their entry into the box. I had no idea what
she was talking about, but heard all the women confirm
that they had submitted their entries and were ready for
the show.
Stephanie proceeded to coat my cock and balls with more
baby oil, and told me it was time to put on a good show
for the girls. Of course I knew what was coming next, and
cringed at the prospect of having my balls squeezed again
while I ejaculated in front of these women. My balls hurt
very badly already and I just couldn't imagine having
Stephanie squeeze them as roughly as she had last week.
As my orgasm approached, I readied myself for the
inevitable pain, when Stephanie suddenly stopped, stepped
away from me, and told all the women to take a turn. I
couldn't believe what they did to me over the next hour
or so. Each woman took a turn jerking me off, while
demanding that I let them know if I was close to cumming,
at which time they would stop and let the next women have
her turn. So much for my insistence that Stephanie be the
only one to have direct physical contact with me.
And whatever happened to all that shyness and
embarrassment crap these women were supposed to be
afflicted with. In fact, I couldn't believe how
aggressively they masturbated me, and the sinister
laughs, as they would stop just short of my orgasm. Not
that my tied off balls would have allowed me to ejaculate
anyways.
Finally, I heard Stephanie's voice close to me, as she
announced to the women, that the grand finally was about
to commence. She knelt in front of me, coated my cock and
balls with baby oil once again, and started to jerk me
off as hard as she could. The women must have gathered
around me, watching Stephanie jerk me off, while chanting
CUM, CUM, CUM directly into my ears. Just as I thought I
could not last much longer, I felt the shoestring tied
around my balls being released.
Stephanie demanded that I cum right now grabbed my balls
and squeezed as hard as she could. I screamed in pain as
I orgasmed, producing what I was sure was the greatest
load of cum I had ever ejaculated. I heard Stephanie tell
someone to make sure she didn't spill any, as I realized
she was pumping my cock, while pointing it directly into
some sort of a container, which I then remembered was
probably the specimen bottle Stephanie had used the prior
weekend.
As my orgasm subsided, I hung my head and slumped limply
from my roped wrist cuffs, as the women clapped and
cheered for me. I was completely used and humiliated by
these women, and my balls ached and throbbed worse than I
could ever remember.
Completely oblivious to my condition, Stephanie
instructed all the women to gather around the kitchen
table, in order to determine a winner. The room emptied
and I quickly realized I was left hanging there all by
myself. From the other room I could here the women
laughing and carrying on, but had no idea what this was
all about. It turns out, they were watching my cum settle
into the bottom of the specimen bottle, in order to get
an accurate reading of the volume of my ejaculate.
Stephanie had made each women write down her best guess
as to how much cum I would be able to ejaculate for them
this evening, and placed their entries into a box before
my embarrassing performance. One by one, the entries were
pulled out, read out loud, and recorded onto a sheet of
paper. The women laughed at each other's entries, having
watched how many ropes of cum spurted out of my cock and
into the specimen bottle.
When the entries were all recorded, Stephanie shook the
specimen bottle gently, got down to take a close look,
and pronounced that I had actually produced 4 & 1/2
ounces of cum for them this evening. They all cheered
loudly and clapped as they returned to the living room
and found me standing there, completely exposed and
humiliated.
Stephanie had them gather around me, as she announced
that a women by the name of Debbie had won the contest by
most closely guessing the volume of my ejaculate, at 3 &
1/2 ounces. As the women cheered for Debbie, Stephanie
asked Debbie to join her, while standing right in front
of me. Stephanie grabbed my balls once again and
instructed me to congratulate the lucky winner. I meekly
offered my congratulations as the women laughed at me.
Stephanie tightened her grip on my balls, told me to be a
good boy, and informed me that my performance was almost
over. Unbeknownst to me, Debbie was putting on a sturdy
leather harness right over her clothes. The women were
laughing as they watched Debbie put the harness on, but
the clapping really started up as Stephanie handed her a
very large black dildo to be inserted into the harness.
Once attached, Stephanie coated the dildo in baby oil for
Debbie, and instructed the other women to remove my butt
plug. Stephanie explained to me that I was now going to
show these women how much I enjoyed performing at their
party, as I suddenly felt the butt plug roughly pulled
out of my ass.
I squirmed around as best I could, given my restraints
and Stephanie's hold on my balls, as the sudden emptiness
caused my ass to ache and my cock to become erect once
again. Of course, all the women noticed this and
proceeded to ridicule me by suggesting that I must have
really enjoyed my butt plug, and that I probably couldn't
wait to have my ass fucked again.
Stephanie continued to hold my balls while instructed
Debbie to collect her prize for winning the contest. I
felt someone approaching from behind me, and before I
knew it, Debbie had inserted the tip of the dildo into my
ass, while two of the other women held my ass cheeks
apart and forced me to bend over as best I could. I was
very loose from the butt plug just removed, and by the
third thrust, Debbie had managed to push the dildo
completely up my ass. The women all laughed and cheered,
while chanting FUCK, FUCK, FUCK directly into my ears.
While embarrassed to admit it, the ass fucking I was
getting felt very good, and soon, I was rocking back and
forth with Debbie's rhythm.
Suddenly, Stephanie instructed Debbie to stop fucking me,
while holding the dildo firmly up my ass, and explained
to me that there was just one more thing I was to do
before my performance was through. Once again she
squeezed my balls and told me to be a good boy, as the
hood over my head was lifted just enough to expose my
mouth, while still covering my eyes. I felt the tip of
something entering my mouth, which I later learned was an
basting utensil from the kitchen. Stephanie made me keep
my mouth open and stick my tongue out so all the women
could see it.
Then, without any warning, she squeezed the bulb on the
end of the basting utensil, and flooded my mouth with
something that tasted very salty and gooey. You guessed
it, one of the women had emptied my ejaculate from the
specimen bottle into the basting utensil, and I had just
received all 4 & 1/2 ounces of my own ejaculate.
Stephanie squeezed my balls once again and told me to
swallow it, as the women burst into laughter and cheers.
I did as I was told, hung my head, and slumped down,
hanging limply from the rope that suspended me.
Suffice it to say, my humiliating performance at this
bachelor party was definitely "Not What I had planned."
END
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