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The Milking Contest
Bryen193 (bryen193@aol.com)
***
Wife takes up a challenge from a female co-worker that
involves her husband. (Fdom/M, cpls, d/s, mast, bd)
***
I was just sitting down, relaxing after a hard day's
work, watching a little television, when I heard a door
slam.
The back door closing hard jarred my attention. Maureen
was home. From the sound of the door, I had a feeling
that she wasn't in a good mood. From the other end of
the house I heard her muttering.
"God damn fucking bitch! She doesn't know who she's
dealing with. She'll never treat me like this again!
Fuck!"
I waited for her to come in and tell me about her latest
problem at work. I knew she was trying to adjust to this
new job and wasn't getting along with one of her co-
workers, some secretary named Claudia. And I surmised
that this was the "bitch" my wife was ranting about.
She came in to the room and walked straight to me. "Get
up. We're going out," she demanded.
"Where are we going... Hey! I'm watching that!" She had
turned off the set.
"Not anymore, you're not! I'm going to fix this bitch
once and for all and you're going to help me."
I sighed and knew that when she's in a mood like this,
there won't be anything to be done but to go along with
it.
Two hours later, I found myself at the home of Claudia
and her husband Joseph. A posh tastefully decorated
suburban home, and was I sitting in their posh living
room eating hors d'ouvres and sipping Chardonnay?
Of course not. I was walking into their dank, scary
basement/dungeon, naked, being led about by a chain
which held Maureen's little hand at one end, and my
tightly bound testicles at the other.
Apparently, this Claudia person did not get along with
Maureen, intentionally sabotaging several of her
accounts and making her look foolish in front of her new
employers. Also she fancied herself as something of a
Domme, bragging to my girl about how she held her
husband in servitude, etc., etc., and how Maureen could
never measure up to her.
Maureen, being somewhat competitive could not resist
answering her challenge, but I knew this was a bad idea.
So here I was, balls painfully separated and constricted
by leather straps being lead about by the genitals to
some inevitable torment. Ahh, the things one does for
love. Claudia and her husband were there as well. Him
naked and tied to one of two poles in the room, hands
restrained high above his head to a metal eyelet in the
ceiling. Her done up in high bitch gear. The other pole,
I imagined, was for me.
"Restrain him and we'll begin," Claudia commanded.
No sooner said than done and I found myself in the same
predicament as the hapless Joseph, tied to a pole with
my arms restrained. The poles were about 5 yards apart
and we were tied facing each other. I noted with a
little pride that my cock was definitely larger than
his.
Claudia took control of the proceedings and outlined
what exactly would happen.
"Now bitch. This is the little game that we're going to
play. If you're woman enough, that is. It's called a
milking contest. It'll once and for all prove just whose
more skilled, sexier, and in general - a better woman.
I'll milk your pathetic slave and you will try to milk
mine. The winner'll get to untie her slave and then have
her way with the loser who will submit unconditionally
for as long as the winner desires. Do you agree?"
"So whoever makes their slave cum first is the winner.
Right?, Maureen asked.
Claudia laughed. "Oh please, we can't have a 30 second
contest now can we? By the look of things, your slave is
ready to cum already! No, the winner will be the first
to make the slave cum three times. That's a thorough
milking. Don't worry though, I have Joseph well trained,
he won't cum at all, if he knows what's good for him.
So, do you agree to the terms?"
"Yeah bitch. I agree. Let's do it." Maureen strode over
to me, her heels elevating her so she looked at me eye
to eye.
"If you cum for her, I'll fucking kill you!"
I knew this was a BAD IDEA.
Claudia spoke up, "And now, BEGIN!"
Maureen approached Joseph and started right in on his
bobbing shaft. Claudia walked over and whispered in my
ear.
"You're mine little boy. The bigger they are the harder
they fall."
She grabbed my testicles, squeezed them roughly and sank
her mouth onto my cock. I immediately panicked, knowing
that to cum probably meant years of torment from
Maureen. The woman was an expert, her mouth and hands
devouring my dick.
I heard Joseph moaning from across the way so I knew
Maureen was getting to him. Claudia was certainly
getting to me. She stopped using her mouth and just used
her hands to milk me, spouting a litany of filthy
language to turn me on.
"Come on slut-boy, cum for Claudia. Gonna drain that big
horse cock of yours dry."
She knelt and used her tongue to tickle the cum-shot out
of my balls while she pumped up and down my shaft with
both hands. I had no more resistance and came in huge
spurts all over the floor as she moved quickly out of
the way.
"ONE DOWN! You'll be my soon bitch!" She laughed
triumphantly.
I actually felt better now, once I had cum, I thought I
would be ok for a while. She licked and pumped and
sucked to try to bring my cock back to life, but I was
able to resist. I tried to think non-sexy thoughts. I
heard Joseph screaming from across the room as Maureen
evened the score and quickly went ahead 2 to 1 as she
made him cum twice in under a minute. My babe! She was
going to win.
She probably would have won if I hadn't looked down.
Claudia was getting frustrated and couldn't figure out
how to beat me, until my gaze fell upon her open-toed
high heeled shoes.
"You fucking worm. You're looking at my feet, aren't
you?" Her eyes lit up in newfound knowledge. She slid
her right shoe off to reveal her perfect foot, which she
slid up my leg.
As soon as her toes made their way up and brushed
against my balls, my cock surged to attention once
again. She used her lethal little foot relentlessly on
my once-again swollen cock, crushing, squeezing, rubbing
until I shot another load all over her toes -- it was 2
to 2.
My cock was thoroughly used and limp. I didn't think
there was any way she could get me up again, at least
not before Maureen won the contest.
Across the room, Joseph was moaning and groaning as she
jerked him hard. I had the bad feeling that Claudia was
going to torture my limp cock in a last ditch effort.
Instead, she had other ideas.
She petted and stroked it gently and softly whispered in
my ear, "Ever since I first saw that bitch Maureen at
work, I knew I had to have her. And I'll have her. Do
you know why, slut-boy? Because you want me to have her.
You'll get to see the whole thing hon. You'll get to see
my slave hold her down. You'll get to see her suck my
toes. You'll get to see her lick my cunt and ass. You'll
get to see her sweet little asshole opened up by my big
strap-on.
"C'mon slut-boy, I know you want it. You'll get to see
her beg and plead and sigh and cry at my feet. Just cum
now!"
By now I was fully erect again. I tried to close my eyes
to shut out the sensation, but she was playing me like
an instrument. I couldn't help but visualize the
scenarios she was describing. My beautiful Maureen,
mascara running down her face, eyes bulging wide as her
ass is stretched to the limit by this deranged whore.
Claudia cackling madly as she uses Maureen's gorgeous
face as a fuck-toy. Claudia pissing all over Maureen
from head to toe while Joseph holds her in place.
Maureen screaming in pain and pleasure as she orgasms on
Claudia's fist. God it was too much...
Claudia sensed the moment was at hand and applied a
little bit more pressure to my overly engorged cock and
I exploded screaming. Maureen heard, and turned her head
from Joseph just in time to be greeted by a face full of
my cum, which had impossibly jetted the five yards
across the room as I thrashed and shook in the
restraints.
Finally it was over and I sagged down, my balls drained
of every bit of cum, essence and energy. I was finished.
Claudia rushed over to unshackle Joseph and they quickly
moved to claim their prize. Just before having a dildo
shoved into her mouth Maureen manage to get out a quick
and vicious 'You're going to pay for this," in my
direction...
And pay I did. But in retrospect, it was worth every
minute.
END
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