Femdom Island…

“Oh my God!” I cried out at the sight in the square in the middle of the park. “I can’t believe it!” The sight was just too shocking for my stunned mind to accept.

“I said you would be surprised & amazed !” Lori smiled back at me, standing by my side.

I knew an assignment into the female dominant culture (Femdom) was going to be a challenge – a challenge for me that was, because I was a Proud Patriarchal Manly Male. For Lori However, She was obviously enjoying the EXHIBITION in front of us.

If I had known beforehand the extent of the challenge on Femdom Island, I never would have volunteered to accompany my very good friend Lori on this mission. Each time I thought I had adjusted, another little aspect of Lori’s unusual femdom culture surfaced to surprise me… You See Lori was my psychiatrist as well my therapist, and she had also become my genuine friend; so I trusted her judgment and clinical professional recommendations completely… What I saw ahead of me in the middle of the park was the most shocking thing I’ve seen in my entire “sheltered” conservative life, but shock therapy was exactly what Lori said I needed - in order to come out of my shell & meet the exotic sexy woman of my dreams - which I so desperately wanted and needed in my life.

My challenges began on my First Day on the “Island” when I had to take off all of my clothes. The female dominant island of Femdom, imposed strict laws on all males, and the clothing that we were required to wear. That is, Males were not allowed to wear anything, it was forbidden. The male half of the human species had to remain bare-assed naked AT ALL TIMES. I mean we couldn’t even cover ourselves up at all, even with our hands. At least it was summer weather, quite warm on the Island, but the gentle blowing trade winds made it comfortable. Anyways, To make a long story short, the last time I wore my clothing was on the boat as we sailed up to the shore. At the time I was wearing a set of long swimming trunks, but those came off just after I stepped onto the pier with Lori leading the way and holding my hand. The other law on the island was that all Males had to “Obey” and do whatever was requested, from the Lady or Sponsor who brought them to the island !!!

It felt Very embarrassing at first and I didn’t want to do it; I mean walking around in public in the buff… Women would be able to check out my below average body and private parts whenever they wanted. What made me even more nervous also, was that my flaccid penis has always been a Grower / Not a Shower (if you know what I mean)… Everyone could look at my scrawny little ass whenever they felt like it… It was going to be humiliating, but “Somehow” Lori demanded and convinced me to do it for my own much needed therapy / treatment / training… Slowly however as we walked away from the pier towards the registration building, I gradually began to get accustomed to it. I think the sight of the few other men around put my mind a little more at ease, for they were all now naked too. Knowing that I was not alone somehow relieved the embarrassment, but it did not eliminate it altogether.



The only remaining cause of my continued source of embarrassment NOW, rested with my partner, sponsor and psychiatrist , Lori. I use the term “partner” loosely, for there was no 50/50 relationship between male and female on the island of Femdom; It was more like 85%/15%… I could say Lori played the part of my wife, but no marriages existed on the island, at least not in the traditional sense… All Male / Female relationships were more like Master and Servant. In fact, it sometimes bordered closer to Mistress and Slave.

So Once Again, to remain on the island and to continue on with whatever “Psychotherapy” Lori Had in mind for the week of camping, I had to remove and surrender all of my clothing and my backpack, Lori got to keep All of her stuff… In fact, she got to wear whatever she wanted, which was probably a good thing. Not that she was unattractive or anything like that. Quite the contrary, Lori was exceptionally good looking, which would cause another problem for me. I knew a lack of clothing around her petite gorgeous body would only serve to increase my embarrassment if I let it, But I was sure that I could control things my way.

You See My therapist Lori was a Sensuous, 119 Pound, 28-year old brunette with a strikingly pretty face, gorgeous long silky shiny hair and a pair of sexy piercing fluorescent green eyes… She stood about five-foot-five, kept in great shape, Ate only healthy foods and taught an aerobics class at the gym twice a week. We would go to the gym together frequently back at home and she made me join her aerobics class. Anyways, the result of all this was a shapely, very tight sexy body as I’m sure you can imagine. Lori had been blessed with narrow hips and what must have been a set of C-cupped breasts; maybe Ds I don’t know… But On a scale of 1 – 10 she was definitely a Solid 10…But I never pursued her sexually, I didn’t want to ruin the Extra Special Friendship that we had developed over the last 3 years; besides she was a super smart doctor and she was way beyond my league !!!

I felt the sexual tension however, a few times already. Every once in a while she faced me at the perfect angle or bent down in front of me with a total absence of modesty, displaying the most gorgeous ass that I have ever seen… Once I even saw a portion of her brest through the half-open button in her blouse. Under normal circumstances, this wouldn’t have been a problem. But being completely naked as I was and swinging in the warm breeze so to speak, I had to look away quickly to limit my arousal and vulnerability. I had to deliberately ignore it and quickly try to think of something else like my grandmother, to get my mind off her undeniably intoxicating sexiness. Walking around completely naked with her the first few hours was humiliating enough. Walking around with a semi-erection in the warm summer sun would have been a lot worse.

It was however getting more and more difficult to resist the seductive temptation with every passing hour and day… We had now been on the island for three days, camping and sleeping in the same tent cabin, on different matresses unfortunately. We were now into our fourth day of MY marijuana & hypnosis therapy when she insisted - it was time that we go to the park.

“John, do you realize what they are doing?” Lori interrupted my Lost, Floating in Subspace thoughts… She HAD brought me back to reality - and the sight of the extreme humiliation displayed on the stage before US.

At the center of the park, in a square, sat a raised stage. On the raised stage laid a naked young male - strapped down. As Lori Led me by the hand, slowly closer, I noticed that he was bent slightly backwards, lying backwards over a support type of contraption that left his body fully exposed and immobile. His arms hung down and his wrists were secured to two posts. His legs were spread open to two wider posts… Both his wrists and ankles were firmly strapped down, which made him look like an animal about to be sacrificed.

“John, do you see what they are doing to him?” Lori asked me again louder !!!

We were getting nearer, and I now saw full well what they were doing to him. In his tied down secure position, the man was exceptionally vulnerable - and a woman was up there taking full advantage of his vulnerability. Standing next to him, But on the backside - She was holding his Erect manhood in her hand. As we continued to walk even closer, It became obvious that she was playfully stroking his Prominent Erection…

“It’s a competition,” Lori casually explained to me… “Mary, one of my NEW Best Friends, told me about this party just last night. I didn’t believe her at first, So I just had to find out and walk down here with you, to take a look for myself!” Lori seemed to be speaking with a tone of genuine excitement and amazement and I could see why… Before us stood the most demeaning thing I had ever seen done to a man… It was worse than a male strip show… It was worse than a male slave auction… Not only was he naked, but he was also helplessly displayed in his “Full Glory”. Not only that, he was being forcibly stroked and stumulated in full public view. I never imagined such a humiliating public display was possible, although I noticed, he did not seem to mind it, too much, even though his legs and arms were tied down - however he couldn’t escape the woman’s teasing stroking gripping hand… All he wore, was a great big huge smile on his thoughtless face, so she was definitely keeping him very much happy and aroused in the warm summer sun… I began to wonder if he “Also” was being kept under the powerful influence of pot and hypnosis - Like I was….

“Do you see what she is doing?” Lori gave me a nudge with her elbow to ask me a third time as she held my hand tighter…

“Yes,” I decided to answer finally. Of course I See…

“She’s in Full Control, Dominating and Jacking him off,” Lori told me anyway. “She’s masturbating him up on stage, right in front of ALL of us ladies and he can’t do a thing about it!”

Lori spoke with an unusual excitement, wearing a great big smile across her face… As I looked at her, I found it hard to believe how much this demeaning sight was intriguing her…

“And there’s more!” She said as she practically jumped up and down in anticipation… “There’s actually more to it than what you think! Just watch! Watch !!!”

I did not watch as she instructed, because Lori’s friend Mary had just walked over. However between glances I couldn’t help but witness that the man was enjoying it more and more. He obviously seemed to be getting increasingly aroused and excited for all present to witness… I knew what this meant, and what would soon happen If the woman continued working her petite feminine hand so aggressively up and down his straining Joystick the way she was…

Glancing to my side and looking at Lori, I could tell Lori knew it too. She watched like a little girl watching her favorite Saturday morning cartoon. It seemed like she actually looked forward to what would soon take place… I noticed she stood on her tiptoes and was Smiling in anticipation…

Quickly I understood why the bound male, was tied up into the nearly horizontal backwards position. The woman - picked up a container and held it right under the tip of his bursting hard erection… Moments later the helpless guy moaned or actually squeeled out loudly - and did it!

The guy was being forced to Orgasm, Explode & Cum! Even worse, he was forced to do it In Public! At least two-dozen women were there watching the spectacle… A collective sigh went up among the crowd, as the ladies present watched the guy loose control and squirt and ejaculate his huge pressurized Load of Cum. Then suddenly everyone began to clap… I noticed Lori sigh and quickly begin to clap along with All of the other Ladies present.

“God, That was a Huge Load,” Lori exclaimed loudly to her friend Mary. “That was the Best one so far.” Mary replied back to Lori. The best one so Far; I found myself wondering why she said it… like that…

I stood there beside Lori in shock, helpless & unable to control my growing & swelling middle leg. “How many times have you watched this?” Lori asked.

“This is number three,” Mary answered. “I watched two others this morning, before you got here, but it’s not over yet. Just watch!”

I did not know what Mary meant by this, but then Lori & I looked up to see for ourselves. The woman doing the pumping action stopped for only about a minute or two to rest, and then she started right back up again with her other hand. I couldn’t believe it! The guy had just ejaculated his entire Insides Out, and now she was trying to get him to Orgasm “Again” as she worked her hand feverishly up and down his ridged purplish shaft with tremendous intent.

“Oh my God !!!” I involuntarily exclaimed with utter disbelief as the bound male tried to squirm & squeal.

Lori looked at me and smiled even wider. “One of the girls told me about this yesterday. They call it - The male milking competition.”

“Milking?” I expressed shock. I never before heard of a man’s ejaculation described as a milking, and then added: “Competition? What do you mean, competition?”

“It’s a game,” Lori explained. “As each man cums, his pudding is collected into a container which is then force fed back to him later… Whoever makes their Stud Cum the most, wins the grand prize!”

I stood there frozen in Awe as Lori held my hard TIGHTLY. I simply could not believe it! I never thought something like this was possible. I wondered why Lori Had brought me here to watch this spectacle and I wondered what would happen if I turned around and left. How utterly humiliating! I thought to myself. There had to be at least two or maybe three-dozen young women watching this man being forced to repeatedly ejaculate for their sadistic entertainment.

I suddenly came to the realization that the women were not just ”In Charge” on the island of Femdom, they were actually the Masters over the men that they had brought with them… And the men weren’t just slaves, they were sex slaves. It was evident by looking at the man up there on the stage… The male however was not fighting against his captor even though his magenta manhood had to be super sore & hyper sensitive. He naturally fought a little at first when she started to pump him the second time, but then he stopped fighting when the woman whispered something into his ear, and seemed to enjoy it - as she lightened her intensity and grip, realizing he was going to be forced to CUM again.



I took a hard swallow and questioned Lori. “How many times will she Make Him Erupt???”

“As many times as she can in thirty minutes,” Lori answered. “Each contestant is given exactly thirty minutes to make as many deposits as possible, and then its measured & weighed.”

“The two guys I saw this morning each came it three times…” Mary remarked enthusiastically as she moved around to the other side of me. I was now sandwiched between two beautiful young sexy women, Lori and her friend Mary.

‘Deposits!’ I thought to myself… Lori was starting to think like them. She was starting to become affected by the culture that surrounded us. She called the sexual function of a man, a deposit – as though he was putting money into a bank.

“The director told me that most women starve their guys beforehand,” Lori went on to explain. “I mean they sexually starve them… They don’t allow them to cum for three or maybe four days beforehand.”

Lori smiled at me strangely as she said this and her glance then focused downwards to my expanding, lengthening, helplessly growing middle leg… It made me wonder if she knew how long it had been for me, since I had had sex, but then I realized, of course she did, as my therapist I had told her everything...

“They are also feeding him something called goat’s milk,” Mary added into the conversation as it went on. “Goat’s milk is supposed to increase the quantity, if you know what I mean! I’m told it makes them big, ripe, and very swollen. It’s what ALL of the males on the island are given to drink from the moment they set foot here” Mary explained to Lori and me.

Of course I knew what she meant. I knew exactly what she meant. I also noticed how she talked about men’s balls like they were a piece of hanging fruit. The men on the island of Femdom were not considered human beings. They were more like pets, animals kept around to sexually exploit. in order to please or entertain their female masters. That was why men were not allowed to wear any clothing. They had to walk around in the nude so their female masters could keep an eye on them – every inch of them to see what turned them on and what didn’t I guess.

“What do you think John?” Lori asked me. “Do you think this is exciting?”

“Did you know you were drinking goats milk instead of regular milk All This Time John?”

Suddenly I felt a soft hand, tenderly wrap around my sensitive growing manhood.

I didn’t know how to answer or what to do in regards to Lori’s unbelievably aggressive molestation of my growing penis. I decided to do nothing as I didn’t want to make a fuss and attract attention to myself and what Lori was now doing... I was also Buzzed on some high quality Pot - Lori had minutes before given me to smoke. I was in shock and didn’t know what to do, so I did nothing but stand there (half brain dead) with my quickly expanding dick growing even faster in Lori’s gentle squeezing hand. I noticed the poor man up on the stage was still as hard as a rock… The woman standing behind him was again stroking his meat with a constant rythemic milking action… It was easy to picture myself in his place, in my minds eye. All I could think about at that moment was how wonderful Lori’s gentle squeezing hand was beginning to feel around my briskly growing joystick, but then I realized how utterly humiliating it would be to have it done to me on stage like that.

“Look at him go!” Lori did not seem to appreciate the humiliation the male was in at all… Instead, her eyes focused to the stage watching the humiliation with sadistic pleasure…



I looked too, and saw the woman on stage suddenly let go of the man’s massive red cock. It convulsed, jumped and spasmed up and down off of the guys belly in a spasmodic orgasm but not much fluid Sperted out. Only a short glob of white liquid shot into the container held at his tip. Then another white line of fluid quickly followed it. His flexing cock was then just left alone to drooled, drain and Ooze whatever was left into the cup beneath it.

“That was a good size squirt, don’t you think John?” Lori questioned me. “I mean, for the second time in about twenty minutes, he really had a lot of sperm stored up there in his balls…”

“He’s very good,” I took a swallow and agreed, knowing Lori wanted me to agree.

“Do you think you could be that good?” Lori asked me as she again squeezed my rapidly strengthening shaft.

I was Embarrassed the way Lori was blatantly & rhythmically squeezing me, I was also strangely Lost…, Floating in a Strange Hypnotic Subspace again…, So it took a moment for my mind to work and the question to settle in. I looked to my side to see Lori staring back at me with a strange look in her eyes. She wore a huge sadistic smile on her face and I could tell she really enjoyed ALL this…

“It’s disgusting!” I quickly disagreed with her assessment. “That man is being raped!”

Lori glanced down again - as she removed her hand from around my now ridged penis and then she looked back up at my face. “That’s not what the rest of your body is saying.”

I looked down at my erection to see just How Hard I had become in Lori’s velvety soft squeezing hand, while I had been watching the stage. I also suddenly felt it. My FULL Erection now proudly stuck out and up, from between my legs. I was now Standing at Full Attention with my Erection curved right up my belly & pointing to the sky… A tremendous sense of embarrassment was suddenly instilled within me, I didn’t realize how Hard I Had Become. I suddenly realized it was the first time Lori was seeing me with a Full-On Massive Erection. I then also suddenly realized Mary as well as many of the other women around us were aware and looking at my Helpless Obvious Erection as Lori made such a spectacle - but for some reason Lori’s actions & blatant staring bothered me the most of all. My God She was my therapist and psychiatrist as well as my most Trusted Friend. I felt like a man caught with his pants down in the middle of the girl’s locker room…

Without thinking, I instinctively brought my hands forward to cover myself up.

“No! No! No!” Lori and the girl next to her quickly corrected me. “You know the rules! Men are not allowed to cover their bodies, even with their own hands.” As she swatted my hands away.

I remembered the rule, Lori had reminded me many times a day for the last 3 days. A man was never allowed to cover up himself, especially his penis and ass. Punishment was a painful ball-busting. That was where a woman got to take a man’s balls in her hand and slowly squeeze down on them as hard as she wanted for as long as she wanted, bringing the man back to his senses as well as his knees. Thoughts of a potential ball-busting made me face the inevitable and I quickly submitted and put my hands down at my side.

Despite the embarrassment of showing my erection in public – and more important, my erection in front of Lori – I allowed Lori to force my hands back behind me. I had to grab my wrists behind by back as she instructed, to resist the temptation to bring them forward, Mary and Lori demanded; so then I tried to turn away so Lori couldn’t see. But then I realized this was exposing my Full-On Erection to every other woman nearby - but that didn’t bother me as much as Lori viewing my Helpless Arousal. They were being entertained by the COCK up on stage, and I mostly worried about Lori.

Lori, to my surprise, laughed at me. “Come on John,” She followed me around and looked Anyway… “Don’t be shy. I like it!” Now All the girls in the area began to look over at what was going on.

Her Friend Mary then grabbed me, to stop me, and Lori stood right in front of me facing me - and then two nearby females took ahold of my upper arms. Both girls were now holding me firmly in place as Lori stared deep into my eyes in a demanding dominant way. They both held me so I could not turn or move away, and then Lori looked back down between us, right at my bursting hard erection. “I don’t know what your problem is John, your cock is actually very nice. You should be proud of your prick…. it’s Really Beautiful John!”

I turned bright red with embarrassment. “Please!” I tried to get her to look away.

“It’s certainly nothing to be ashamed of my friend,” She ignored me and continued to look anyways…. “I always knew you were well hung, but now I can see this for certain myself.”

“He’s most definitely of the Extra Large variety.” Lori’s friend Mary then added

I was sure I turned even redder at the sound of her words. “Please!” I tried again. “Stop looking!”

“Not huge, but plenty big enough,” Another Girl nearby came over, continuing to ignore me and began speaking like a professional doctor giving her opinion of my size. “Nice and long and plenty thick too. Most certainly longer than average! What is it, eight inches?”

“Oh Lori!” I couldn’t help but say. “Please! This is so embarrassing!”

“Only embarrassing for you,” She finally acknowledged my words. “I kind of like it! You’ve got a Really Really Nice Cock My Friend! I always imagined you did! You should be Very Proud of it!”

I gasped for breath lightheaded. I couldn’t believe she was vain enough to say such a thing in front of everybody. The culture of this island was most certainly having a negative effect on her…

“I hope you don’t mind me asking,” She finally looked back up at my face at the end of her long stare. “What is it John? Really? Eight inches or a little bit Bigger? Tell me or I will ask for the community measuring tape and measure the length of your manhood myself here in front of everybody.”

I had no choice but to tell her. I figured I might as well since she could already see it.

“Probably A little over Eight inches,” I spoke timidly.

Lori laughed. “That’s a Good Boy, see that wasn’t so hard now, answering me, was it” She replied to me. “Now, what were you saying about the poor helpless man on stage? If it is so disgusting, why has it turning you on So Much? Are you thinking or fantasizing about taking his place?”

“No!” I quickly rejected. “Of course not!”

“Come on John,” Lori stepped closer and looked deep into my eyes again. She was now right in my face, our noses almost touched. Suddenly at my waist, I felt the mushroomed head of my cock gently brush up against her bare belly. She was wearing short shorts, and so I instinctively pulled back from her silky tummy. “Admit it John. It turns you on, doesn’t it?”

“Don’t be ridiculous!” I countered with less enthusiasm.

Lori backed away and then turned to face the stage again. “Just Look at him!” We watched the spectacle again together. “Think about what it would be like to be in his place John, with the hand of a Good looking girl wrapping her soft petite hand around your happy bein filled shaft. Stroking! Pumping! Stroking! Pumping! Again and again! Over and over! Until she gives you an intense, mind shattering, Glorious Orgasm.”

Lori looked back at me again and smiled in a very strange way and then she looked back down at my raging Cock again. The two girls on either side of me held onto my two arms and elbows tightly, so I couldn’t turn and I couldn’t run away…

“And don’t lie to me,” She added. “I know what you’re really thinking, I’m your Doctor, remember.”

She was right, I was still under the influence of hemp and completely under her hypnotic feminine spell Somehow !!! She saw how sexually stimulated I was. I could not cover up the exhilaration I felt inside, I was now Harder than I had ever been before in my life.

“Please stop staring, its rude” I attempted to get both girls to break their stares.

“No!” They both informed me succinctly. “We like looking at your helpless sexual desire & your total vulnerability, and I think I am going to keep looking at your Erection as much as I want, Whenever I Want. You just keep your eyes up on that stage big boy, and tell me when he’s about to erupt again. I don’t want to miss it if he has a third Eruption…”

Strangely, I found myself “Obediently” doing as Lori instructed… The sight of the man on stage at least helped me keep my mind off the eyes of Lori and her friend on my cock, but only temporarily… I could still feel them staring and examining every detail of my curved manhood. Every time I snuck a glance over, I noticed Lori had her eyes firmly locked onto my throbbing erect member. I don’t know how long she stared, but it seemed like several minutes… I only knew it was impossible for me to deflate and get soft again knowing she was looking at me…

Meanwhile, the man on stage was being stroked and teased and pumped again. The woman attempted to milk him a third time; three times in only 30 minutes.

“Look at it!” Lori finally broke her stare on me. “Look how hard and magnificent His Cock IS ! And look how HUGE the glorious curved thing is… It’s really very nice, and the guy up on stage isn’t too bad either.”

I realized eventually she was actually talking about My Cock to her friend Mary. She hadn’t broken her stare on me at all, but was looking down upon my strength & length the entire time…

“Listen to him moaning in Ecstasy,” Mary suddenly instructed me. “And listen to him grunt! It sounds like he’s about to go off again. Make sure to tell us when he’s about to erupt. If you only knew how much an erupting, spasming, exploding cock turns Us girls on…”

Glancing to my side, I noticed Lori was breathing heavily almost panting. I hadn’t noticed it before, but she was really getting turned on. I could see the sweat on her forehead. I could tell her heart was racing… But mine was too… I couldn’t help but wonder if the source was the cock on stage or my own raging throbbing Cock Shaft.

I looked around at the other women in the audience. Their attention was mostly riveted up to the stage in front of us, but then I noticed one of them take a quick glance down at me and then give me a very big knowing smile… I wondered how many others saw me too. And then I wondered how much longer we were going to stand around and witness this stupid spectacle, and how was I going to walk back to the cabin in my present excited condition.

“He’s Cumming,” I found myself obediently announcing, I couldn’t believe I was doing exactly what Lori had told me to do.

“Oh yes!” Lori immediately turned her head up towards the stage. “Look at him go! Look at the intensity, look at him squirt!” Lori was nearly jumping for joy.

My attention switched to the same scene. He didn’t exactly squirt. He no longer had enough sperm left in him to spert… Each surge and spasm was more like a drool, but he did output a little more liquid. Obviously, he did not have much left in his balls at all.

“Now admit it John! This turns you on, doesn’t it? The thought of a good looking young woman dominating your manhood and forcibly jacking you off really makes you hot, doesn’t it?”



I took a hard swallow. “Well, ok yes a little,” I answered shyly.

I suddenly realized what she was doing, Lori was professionally planting thoughts deep into my subconscious !!!

“I knew it!” Lori responded like a warrior who had just won a battle. “But what would you say if the good looking young woman was ME? What if it was my hand?”

I looked at Lori in absolute and utter shock.

“Yes John!” She knew what I was thinking. “Imagine it. Imagine if you were on that stage, and it was my silky hand around your thick throbbing pulsating desperate cock shaft. Think about what it would feel like to have my Tender Loving hand wrapped tightly around your happy Hot Dog, stroking it up and down. Pump! Stroke! Pump! Stroke! Again and again. Over and over, until I made you perform just like that man up there on the stage…”

“Lori!” I looked back at her in shock, realizing how much my heart was now racing too. Her words were so fucking arousing yet so strangely shocking.

“Answer the question she demanded,” She turned her attention back to me after the man up on the stage was totally spent. “Tell me John, does it turn you on to think about being forcibly jacked off and dominated by a woman? And then jacked off again? And then again, And what if I was the jacker?”

Suddenly, I felt her! I felt her hand again gently caressing and tickling my instantly responsive cock! Lori had casually reached over and teasingly brushed her fingers and palm upwards against the hyper sensitive underside of my curved engorged throbbing desperate erection - right below my tip.

“Ohhh Veeryyyy nice,” She complimented. “Are you sure it’s only a little over eight inches in length, Stud Muffin?”

I did not answer her question. I could not answer… My brain was just not working any more!!!

She brushed her velvety soft silky hand against my stiff cock harder, forcing it to point in one direction and then the other. I was too surprised to move, or maybe it was because I was too embarrassed or too high. In any case, I simply stood there with a lack of blood in my brain, just frozen in place, too surprised and traumatized to do anything as Lori used her caressing palm and fingers to play with my steel hard shaft and balls like it was her favorite convenient toy.

“Wow!!!” She spoke in amazement as she wrapped her hand once again fully around my joystick. “That feels REALLY HARD!!! Do you know that you have a “PERFECT” Hard-on?”

Of course I knew, but I didn’t tell her. I remained silent, getting more light headed & weak in the knees…

Lori continued to caress, play with and tease my raging bursting hard cock… She moved from forcing it back and forth to toying and playing with it up and down… She pushed down on it, let go, and then just watched as it sprung back up to its naturally upright erect position. I knew other woman were watching her too, but I was just not brave enough to look around to check how many there were and I just had to close my eyes…

“Wow!!! That really feels Glorious!!!” Lori complimented me again as she petted and played and teased and examined. “Your springloaded joystick looks even longer when I push down and point it straight out like this. It’s got to be like nine inches long… I’ll have to take your measurements for sure.”

With my eyes closed, An erotic picture formed instantly in my mind. It was of Lori with a fabric measuring tape, and she was laying the fabric along the curved side of my cock, from my balls up to my tip. I suddenly had no doubt that one day soon she would be measuring the actual length of my Erection…

“But I still want to know,” She continued tenderly PETTING the hyper sensitive underside of my cockshaft. “I really want to know John. What if I was the jacker?”

“Please!” I did not want to answer. I could not even “Think” in the condition I was in !!!

“Oh John!” She yelped in surprise quite loudly before I got the chance. The yelp came as her fingers brushed against the slippery oozing mushroomed tip of my cock…



“Ohhh That’s so nice! That’s very, very nice,” Lori complimented. “I really like that John! I can feel you are even more excited than you look or admit to… I sense that your right on the Edge Now... I can tell WHAT your answer is going to be already, but tell me anyway. I want to hear you say it.”

I stayed frozen in place as Lori held her fingers together “Cupping” my balls and pulsating erect organ affectionately. I considered backing up or turning, but both of her friends were STILL holding my arms tight… Lori then wrapped her fingers tightly around my tip and then suddenly squeezed down hard, taking the choice away from me. My heart skipped a beat and I cringed subserviently in shock, but she held my tip firm. I couldn’t believe it. I couldn’t move, I couldn’t Speak!

“Oh John!” She whispered in a low, sexy voice. “I know the answer because I can feel you Throbbing So Hard and Oozing again. But I want to hear it from you. Do you want me to jack you off right here and now My Friend?”

“Oh God Lori!” I panted. “I don’t believe this, YES !!!”

“That’s what I thought!” Lori responded. “Because the two of us are up next.”

My brain really wasn’t working due to a lack of blood, I thought I must have heard things. I thought I only imagined her words in the excitement of the moment.

“What?” I found myself asking ???

She did not answer. Instead, she turned to face back up to the stage. Her eyes moved away, but her hand remained gripped solidly around the mushroomed tip of my massive erection now…

“Watch!” She spoke as though nothing was out of the ordinary and we were just a normal man and woman having a conversation. “This is the part I like the best. There’s only two minutes left and she is trying to pump out his last drop of cum milk. They call this the sprint.

We stood side-by-side and watched. Lori stood there next to me fully clothed while I stood totally naked. My mind was a complete haze. My Helpless Excited Mutinous Cock stood upright at Full Attention in front of me. Lori kept her hand wrapped fully around my thick base now, squeezing with each throbbing heartbeat she felt, holding it like she OWNED it !!!

In a strange way, I liked the warm comfort of her familiar hand around my cockshaft. It felt good… It made me feel wildly erotic, and at the same time it offered a small amount of cover in front of all the women surrounding us. The palm of her hand served to grip and squeeze the base of my ultra-happy cock, although the head and several inches of my manhood poked out the top.. I suppose it was like wearing a small amount of clothing, even though she offered no cover for my balls or my mushroomed cock-head.

But in another way, it made me feel so demeaning. It made me feel like a farm animal. I was nothing more than a slave; not quite human. I was just a walking breathing Hard-on Now.

On stage, the poor man was Still Rock Hard & the woman was still stroking his purple dick in a frenzy.

“What did you just say?” I asked Lori to repeat her earlier words, I was so utterly brain dead!

“I said we’re next,” she casually took a glance down at me. “I entered the two of us in the competition.” And then she paused to clarify. “Well, mostly I entered you, I suppose, since YOU will be doing most of the performing.”



“I don’t believe it!” I spoke silently to myself in utter disbelief too weak to move or resist or think…

Lori casually looked at the watch on the opposite arm as the one holding me. “Let’s go! - We need to get up front so they can start strapping him down.”

Lori pulled at my cock leading me. At first I resisted and remained standing in place. Her hand almost slipped off me, but not quite.

“Come on John! You don’t have a choice,” She squeezed down on my cock and pulled harder as Mary and another woman urged me forward by my other arm. “If you don’t go up voluntarily, I will call the umpires and they will drag you up; kicking and screaming if necessary.”

I noticed her make a glance over to the umpires in charge of strapping down the men. Out of the corner of my eye I saw three big, muscular women who would have no trouble getting me up on the stage.

“Do you realize what you are doing?” I asked Lori in astonishment and horror.

“I most certainly do John,” Lori replied succinctly. “I know exactly what I’m doing. I’m going to take you up on stage, tie you down with leather straps, and forcibly jack you off in view of everyone. It’s called Femdom for a reason You Sweet Thing and I’ve fantasized about doing this to you for months.”

She squeezed my cock even harder and then yanked on it. I was forced to take a step forward. “Come on John,” She glanced down at my waist as she said it. “I can see you are all ready to go, so let’s go.”

She gave my cock another yank, making it feel like she might pull it completely out of my body by the roots, if I failed to follow. “Please Lori,” I tried to get her to change her mind, but I was only forced to do what she wanted by her friend on my other side.

Lori used my cock as though it was a convenient handle or leash. She pulled me along behind her. “Please Lori! Please!” I tried to get her to stop. I tried to at least slow her down. I wanted to give my erection a chance to calm down or deflate, but the stage was only a few meters away. It took less than a minute, and we were already walking up the steps. I was completely under Lori’s Total Control.

The poor, helpless, and thoroughly drained young man up on stage was finally spent. After the last few drops came drooling out, they measured the weight of it and then made him swallow his own cum, claiming that male testosterone always needs recycling. Then they untied the straps and lifted his exhausted, weak body up. He looked like he was about to pass out.

“Our next contestant is Lori with her prize winning stud, John,” I heard my name over the loudspeaker.

“Oh God Lori! No!” I begged her harder. “It was bad enough that you looked! You can’t jerk me off TOO!”

Looking at the drained young man being assisted from the stage, I began to realize that in another 30 minutes I would be in the same lifeless, totally “Drained” condition…

Lori and the stage crew laid me backwards onto the milking stall. I thought about resisting, but figured what was the point? The umpires stood near. I knew they would help if I resisted or she had any trouble.

“Oh God Lori! Don’t do this to me!” I continued to beg even as I felt the leather straps go around my ankles. I kept thinking she would change her mind, but her actions did not hint of any impending changes.

“Don’t be embarrassed,” she whispered into my ear as she knelt down to shackle my arms, first one arm and then the other. I felt the leather straps tighten around my wrists.

‘Don’t be embarrassed!’ I kept telling myself. This wasn’t embarrassing. It was complete humiliation. I couldn’t help wonder how many times she was going to make me Erupt and Cum into the collection device.

“It’s not important if we win or not,” She told me. “I just want to enjoy Teasing, Torturing and Playing with your Helpless Erection for 30 minutes. No Actually It’s the Domination and Power I feel when Draining you… When I’m done with you here today John, I will Own You – Heart & Mind – Body & Soul – Cock Lock & Key… John… YOU WILL BE MINE !!!”

Lori had to let go of my erect cock shaft in order to tie me down. I was too lightheaded to care anymore. However the absence and loss of her soft warm velvety hand felt like a sudden vacuum. I found myself desperately wanting her to hold or grab it again – or at least my mutinous cock certainly did... My straining springloaded curved Erect Manhood was now on full display to everyone present… The ladies started to cheer and hoot and holler comments. My mental attempt to soften myself was futile and an utter disaster. Laying and bent backwards on the apparatus I felt Vulnerably Rock Hard and Fully Erect, Harder and Larger than ever before in my life... Even as she shackled down my legs and arms, I couldn’t help starting to imagining how wonderful it would feel to be completely and helplessly jacked off and drained totally dry. My cock certainly needed it, but I just wished it wasn’t in front of so many women watching the show.

“Ohh..Nice and long,” The announcer spoke just after Lori let go. “We’ll see if, what they say about the long ones is true!”



The countdown began. Together, the announcer gave the countdown along with the entire audience of feminine voices present. Ten, nine, eight, they yelled out together. My cock began to helplessly throb and pulsate in anticipation of what I was about to go through. My Heart was racing… My Brain & Head felt Empty of all logic & substance… The most I had ever jerked off was twice in one night… Now, Lori was going to attempt to make me explode twice or maybe even three times in less than a half-hour. I braced myself emotionally for the impact, I felt like I was nothing but a A Huge Throbbing Anticipating Erection waiting for Lori’s Incredible feminine touch..

“Three, two, one.” Right then Lori squatted down in front of me, kissed my swollen cock head and then tenderly sucked just the tip of my Hyper-Sensitive joystick into her warm wet mouth. I was out of my mind in Utter Ecstasy !!!

The way Lori was lovingly sucking on me, I knew that she Loved it - and didn’t want to stop - however suddenly she withdrew me from her heavenly nursing mouth and stood back up. Lori then grabbed my Rock Hard “Screaming” Manhood and began… This time, however, she did not hold her hand steady on my cock. Instead, she wrapped her fingers around the circumference of my shaft and immediately slid her hand “lightly” up and down my entire length, from balls to tip.

“Oh John!” She cried out in happiness “Your Such a Lucky Boy, Stud Muffin” !!!

I felt myself Oozing pre-cum almost immediately.

“Oh Yes John!” She cried out in delight feeling the slippery wetness oozing out from my tip.

“You are even Hornier than I thought, and that Cialis I ground up & Secretly slipped into your breakfast shake, a couple hours ago, Is Working Wonderfully, “she then whispered into my ear so that no one around could hear…

I oozed even more upon hearing this and quickly became even wetter.

“What an excellent pre-cummer,” I heard the voice of one of the women from the front row critique my sexual performance.

“It looks like we have a Finely Brewed Studmuffin here,” another said.

“Milk him good,” yelled out yet another third feminine voice.

Lori took the women up on their advice. She squeezed harder and harder as I felt myself helplessly approaching my first public Mind Shattering Orgasm. I began to helplessly moan in unison with Lori’s incredible (stroking) dominant hand. I couldn’t help occasionally letting out a few squeels & grunts of total Ecstasy, Bliss and Satisfaction.

Despite the humiliation, I somehow became increasingly oblivious of my surroundings. My eyes had rolled back into the back of my head in sheer utter Extasy. I felt myself coming closer and closer to my first public explosive ejaculation. Even worse, there was absolutely nothing I was ever going to do to stop it. Lori was now in Complete and Total Control of my Orgasm and Manhood !!!

“Here he CUMS,” Lori announced just when I could not stand it anymore. I don’t know how she knew, but I figure she must have felt some kind of momentary increased swelling of my Throbbing Desperate Raging Joystick.

The Buildup & Feeling became stronger and stronger. It was as though my Cock “Primed” itself to Let go.

But then, just when I thought I Was going to Die from Orgasmic Bliss, Lori let go. Her Heavenly Hand suddenly and unexpectedly abandoned my spasming cock shaft. Suddenly I felt a cold plastic container being placed on my belly right in front of my cock and over my tip.

There I laid, Right on the Very “Edge” of Release when all stimulation suddenly and unbelievably Stopped. I felt my screaming hard cock begin to shudder and throb once again, in exquisite anticipation. I had obviously been taken past the point of no return. I felt my erection actually begin moving all on its own, convulsing and quivering, spasming and flexing up and down in mid-air, Right on the edge of a massive explosive discharge. But my Orgasm was being Deftly and excruciatingly RUINED!

“Oh John!” Lori spoke in excited astonishment.

“Look at it go! I’ve never seen a cock behave like this before.”

I felt and slowly realized what she was watching. All the women saw it. Without Lori’s hand to provide cover, every woman in the audience had a clear view of my convulsing spasming straining spewing cock. The audience watched my cock move and flex as it prepared itself… One woman even screamed.

For a short moment, I thought Lori had stopped too soon. My Auto-Piloted Joystick continued to Spasm & Convulse like an animal caught in a trap. It seemed as though it continued to convulse for nearly a full minute, but it was hard to tell the passage of time, when in such a Super heightened state of arousal. All I knew was that my cock desperately wanted to EXPLODE, but the removal of Lori’s hand had robbed it of the sublime opportunity… My God I was So Fucking High on Pot…

“I’ve never seen a guys penis move like that,” Lori loudly reminded me of my public forum. “God, you’ve got Such a Hot Cock! IT’S UTTER PERFECTION SWEETHEART.”

But then again suddenly I thought of all the women. I thought about all the strange girls & Ladies who were looking at my Helplessly Dancing Erection. I realized they would soon get to witness my most private of Private sexual functions. One of them made a comment about the way she liked to see cocks move and Dance, All on their own. Another said it looked like a raging rocket getting ready to launch into outer space. I thought Lori might have stopped too soon and nothing would happen, but then an eternity later - I did it. Grunting deeply I Found myself Powerfully Exploding into the cup held under my tip !!!

I heard the crowd of at least two-dozen girls clapping at the sight of my spewing spasming erupting Orgasm. “One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight” They yelled in unison with each squirt of my subjugated ejaculation. “Nine,” another yelled and then a more surprised “Ten!” and then “Oh My God… Eleven !!!”

I couldn’t believe what was happening to me and how I was feeling. My Whole Being was being expelled out through my sperting manhood. Much more of this and I would go Insane I found myself thinking to myself. I was performing my most private sexual function in front of a group of strange young girls and women. My cock was throbbing and squirting So Hard in front of all of their eyes.

And I couldn’t believe how Hard I Cumming, But I was still so unbelievably Horny !!! My cock Had exploded into the biggest Orgasm & Ejaculation of my life. A stream of jism spurted forth, and then another, and then yet another. It was as if I hadn’t cum in over a month, and all of a sudden I was expelling all my insides all at once. I think the public nature of the event further added to the intensity.

By the time it was all over, I was totally out of breath and panting in exhaustion. Sweat dripped off my body from everywhere and my balls now ached; but somehow strangely I was still Hornier than Ever…

“Ohhh Very, Very good John,” Lori praised me, sounding genuinely impressed.

“That’s what’s called a Ruined Orgasm Sweetie, And Now Your Dominated Cock Should Be Even More Desperate for a Real, Full Contact, Stroking, Orgasm !!!

“Very, Very Very Good!” She complimented me with added enthusiasm. “That was a Really Nice, A Very Healthy Load, one of the best I’ve ever seen, but I know you still have more left inside there.”

“Oh no!” I cried out at the realization that it wasn’t over yet. “Oh no Lori, please!”

She refused to listen. She acted as though she never heard me. Instead, I watched as she reached forward to take me into her divine hands again. This time she went for my nuts. Before I had a chance to recover, I felt her fingers wrap themselves around my sensitive tight balls.

“Aren’t these a nice set of nads ladies,” She complimented me on my balls, saying it plenty loud enough so the whole audience could hear. “They are so nice and big! His nads feel like they have lots more cream left in here.”

“Oh yes, YES!” Some female in the audience encouraged her.

“Jerk him Off some more,” Another shouted. “Drain His Balls Now Completely Lori, Have No Mercy.”

I listened to the various girls as they cried out for me to be dominated, subjugated, masturbated and queened. A small part of my mind hoped Lori would ignore them and have compassion, but deep down I knew that she would not, she was having way too much fun molesting and subordinating me.

She did not start up on me right away however. I discovered her technique was to give me a brief rest while planting tender loving kisses right on my rigid shaft, right under my mushroomed tip, but she did not completely allow me to rest. Instead, her fingers continued their busy assault upon my tender balls pulling them down out of wherever they had disappeared up into and relaxing them. My nuts, or “nads” as she called them, Lori took advantage of the situation and took her time playing with them. She seemed to get a trill out of moving them all around and making them relax as she described in detail.

“That’s enough for now,” She decided to stop about two or three minutes later. “That’s enough of your nads for now. I better get back to my more important job.”

Sucking my tip, just barely inside of her mouth, I felt her hand pull away from my balls and softly slide up my steely hard sensitive shaft to her lips. She never gave me a chance to soften or deflate at all and I could tell that I was STILL harder than I had even been. Perhaps she really had fed me a Cialis with breakfast I Thought.

She began right away. As soon as she had ahold of my shaft, Lori went back to stroking & masturbating me. I had never been pumped so soon after spurting before. I never thought it possible, but then I was never in a position like this where I had no other choice either.

To my amazement, I grew Somehow Impossibly Harder. My cock seemed to Want It, I was Unbelievably Hornier now than I was before my Expertly Administered, Ruined Orgasm. I was in Total Bliss Instantly and My Eyes again rolled back into my head in Sheer Ecstasy. God I wanted to Cum So Fucking Hard, her hands felt So Good !!!

“Very good John!” Lori complimented. “Oh My God You’re Such a Fucking Stud Muffin, You’re hornier than I ever thought possible! I’m so glad I chose YOU for this trip to the island with me.”

This second time, I noticed, Lori was stroking me a whole lot faster. I also noticed my shaft was a lot wetter. At first I thought it was pre-cum, but then I realized it was instead the sperm that hadn’t quite made it out of my tip. Lori was able to pump me with a combination of both pre-cum and sperm.

Lori pumped and stroked me, but she didn’t do ordinary pumps and strokes. Instead, she really went at it. She attempted to jerk off my cock with such intensity I had a hard time believing I was capable of withstanding it. I was going out of my mind her grip was so tight!

Naturally, she had to jerk on me for a long time. Due to my previous explosion, she had to put a lot of effort into it – and she sure did! I couldn’t believe how much effort she used. It was as though she desperately wanted me to shoot my load again – which I suppose was exactly what she did want.



I think she spit on and pumped my boner for about ten minutes straight before I started to feel the inevitable was about to take place.

“Oh Lori - YESSSSS!” I found myself crying out against my better judgment.

“Oh John!” She gleefully replied. “I knew you could do it. Cum for us again. Give us another show just like the last time.”

She then impossibly accelerated her pace, and decided to squeeze down on me even harder too.

“Oh Fuck Lori!” I cried out louder in sheer abandon.

“Oh Fuck John, Cum Hard for Me !!!” She practically yelled back.

I heard a few other women in the audience also scream out my name.

“Oh John, you’re SO fucking horny,” She yelled. “I never realized you were in such need of a milking.”

I could stand it no longer. I finally had to jerk my hips up and down into her hand and let go.

“Oh Yes John !!!” Lori squealed in delight as I ejaculated through her squeezing pumping milking hand and into the plastic container “Give me All You’ve Got” she encouraged & screamed as my orgasm shifted into High Gear.

I think I climaxed sooner than she expected, for she still had her hand around my bursting hard throbbing pulsating spasming cock when I started. Lori, however, quickly remedied the situation and suddenly let go right after my first Unbelievable Spasm & Flex. She Fucking let go, so the rest of the audience could have a better view of my pulsating, sperting, shooting, surging Ejaculations. I was Devastated and Pissed Off and would have given anything to have felt her exquisite hand stroking my joystick while it spewed forth its pressurized contents.

“Oh God,” Lori whispered. “That’s So Hot, but I wish I were sucking you off in my mouth right now”

“I Love the feeling of an Erection Helplessly Exploding Inside my Mouth, and you taste so Good!!!’

I felt my cock throb and shiver again with those words. I felt myself continue to pulsate, and I knew that I was spasming up and down on my belly, Like a trapped animal trying to escape again, as my Joystick attempted to get itself off again with no assistance from Lori. I also knew Lori and the rest of the female audience was watching my orgasm take place, almost in slow motion. I could feel them watch it, and the direction of Lori’s voice told me she watched it from only a few inches away. I didn’t want to give the women such an explicit sex show, but I had no choice whatsoever.

My cock spasmed and spewed this time, for a really long time, considering I had just cum so much moments before. I think it spasmed and spurt even longer than the first time. I couldn’t understand it, It was as though it was in desperate need of a release, but there was nothing left inside my dry nuts for it to release, thus my second orgasm was even more intense and ferocious than my first. This only made me throb and shiver and spasm even more violently, which all the women seem to take delight in watching.

“God that was so fucking hot!” Lori told me. “You’ve got the hottest cock I’ve ever seen or milked.”

The audience agreed and began clapping. A few of them even yelled out for one more.

“Twice in only ten minutes,” Lori told me. “I might even have a chance to win this!”

I gasped. ‘Only ten minutes!’ I couldn’t believe it! I thought it was a lot longer than that! If only ten minutes had passed, than she still had twenty minutes left over to fucking torture me for yet another.

Lori gave me even less time to recover after my second eruption. I was even weaker now and totally brain dead, but somehow strangely, incredibly horny. Almost as soon as I was done with what was essentially a dry ruined orgasm or so I thought, she took hold of my sensitive aching steel shaft again. I don’t think she wanted to give it a chance to deflate, Not even a little.



Lori leaned over and whispered into my ear, “Come on John! Come on! Just one more time!”

“Please,” I tried to get her to stop. “Please, I can’t take any more.”

“But John!” She insisted. “You’re going to Cum again for me whether you want to or not !!! If you let me jack you off one more time, I’ll fuck your brains out tomorrow night and every night for a full month, I Promise !!!”

Her promise of daily sex quickly changed the course of my attitude. I had wanted to fuck Lori for a very long time. I’ve always wanted to take her gorgeous big tits in my hands and fuck her womanhood until she couldn’t stand me fucking her any more. I did not think I could possibly be in any condition tomorrow night, but I could always hope for the next night or maybe the night after. Her mention of the possibility served enough to get me Impossibly Harder than I already was.

“There it is!” She let me know that she felt it. “That’s the way….Good Boy!!!”

Come on.…just lay back and surrender your ALL over to me… Your penis and subconscious must learn to obey me and do whatever I say from now On…. Remember, I Own You And Your Orgasms!!!”

“Please Lori!” I tried to get her to stop to no avail My cock felt almost numb after so much abuse. The only thing I knew for sure was the arousal I felt at the thought of Being inside of Lori’s gorgeous divine feminine body.

“Oh John, I want it so bad! Your Cock Is Utter Perfection….Curve, Head, Shape, Size, Strength, Balls” She refused to give up and continued torturing me occasionally sucking on my cockhead. “I never realized what a magnificent capable stud you were before this event. God, I need you to fuck me so bad! I want to feel you deep inside of me so bad, right now, your so Fucking Huge & Hard!!!”

I heard members of the audience agree. Someone said they wanted to purchase me. The thought of a strange woman buying my sex rod got me even more aroused and harder if that were possible. Suddenly I felt Lori’s Warm wet mouth again enveloping and nursing on the tip of my steel hard shaft. I couldn’t believe how good it felt as her hand continued tightly stroking the very base of my joystick. I was out of my mind with pleasure & bliss…

The audience loudly objected to her sucking on my tip and yelled for her to stop immediately, saying it was against the rules, and so she removed her mouth from me as I begged and pleaded her not to.

“My pussy is so wet for your big cock!” Lori softly whispered her ever-increasing temptations into my vulnerable open minded ears and subconscious. “God, how I wish my tight wet little pussy was wrapped around your massive pulsating manhood right now, I would cum on your cock Instantly if you were inside of me right now.”

Now I really felt it for certain. So did Lori. She momentarily released her grip to let me inflate fully as she continued to ever so lightly stoke her hand up and down and all around my hypersensitive shaft.

“Yes John!” She yelled out excitedly when she took ahold of it strongly again. “That’s the way! You’re such a fucking studmuffin! I can’t help but imagine and fantasize about the multiple orgasms I could get from a lover like you who can do it so many times in a row, so fast and stay hard forever !!!”

I could tell I was hard as a fucking steel pipe!!!.

I had been Rock Hard Now for such a long time. I was not sure how long. After I so blatantly missed the first estimate, I didn’t dare to estimate how much time passed the second time. All I felt was Lori’s hand stroking up and down, continuously pumping up and down from base to tip, over and over again. I could hardly stand it, I was going out of my fucking mind. She squeezed tighter and pumped faster than ever before.

Soon my pump was primed and ready to go off again. I felt myself getting flushed and my rapid heart rate, I was needing another ejaculation.

“He’s coming around once more,” Lori somehow felt it and announced my impending orgasm.

“What a fucking stud!” I heard one of the women in the audience say.



“I wish he was my fucking sex toy,” another expressed her desire with no hesitation.

“Don’t let this One, Ever one get away Girl!” yelled another….. “He’ll make a Great Pet!!!”

“He sure is!” I heard an answer to this last comment. It appeared to originate from above, and then I realized Lori was the one who had said it.

“He’s really great in bed!” She lied to the audience, having never had me in bed – at least not yet. “I make him fuck me hard forever and I forbid him ALL Ejaculations! And then I make him Hard Again and make him fuck me some more. He’s great at giving me multiple orgasms and only ejaculates when I give him my permission!!!.” “He is Fully Under My feminine Spell and Control as he should Be!!!”

A sigh went up through the audience.

“You’re a great fucker, aren’t you John?” I realized she was speaking to me. “Come on John, tell them what a great fuck toy you are!. Or maybe you would prefer to allow your big cock to do your talking for you.” MY MIND WAS EMPTY AND UNABLE TO THINK….

I heard a bell and realized my time was almost up. The bell was the two-minute warning. A momentary wave of relief traveled through me, but the next second Lori stripped it away.

“Please Lori!” I tried to get her to stop as I felt her hand accelerate. I thought about the last man up on stage and what Lori told me about the sprint. I didn’t think it possible, but then she actually began to stroke me even faster and harder than before.

She squeezed and pumped on my joystick like crazy. I couldn’t believe a woman’s hand could squeeze or pump up and down so fast.

“One more!” She begged though out of breath. “Go John! Give me one more orgasm Please…..!”

She breathed heavy; almost panting from all the energy she was putting into her stroking action. I realized Lori was getting quite a workout at the expense of my erection. It was Now Really Aching.

My heart raced and my face and body dripped with sweat. I found myself getting exhausted, even though I never made a move. Lori did all the work. I just laid in place, bound and shackled and under her absolute feminine control.

She kept going, on and on, continuing to stroke me harder and harder with every passing second. I could almost swear it was time for the two minutes to be up, but I heard no second bell. Lori kept going anyway. She seemed to go on forever.

“Oh God John,” She yelled into my ear. “If you only knew how drenched my pussy is right now and how much it hungers to feel you deep inside!”

That did it! Suddenly, I felt myself approaching climax once again.

“No! No! No!” I YELLED out in seventh heaven as my eyes rolled back into my head once again, inadvertently announced my impending third Orgasm to the whole crowd.

The next second the bell rang. Lori was supposed to stop, but she knew how close I was. Thankfully, she kept pumping. She stroked me even after our time had expired.

I think it was only a matter of seconds, but it felt like many minutes.

“Yes! Yes! Yes!” Lori pushed me on. “You want to! You know you want to! Come on John! Do it!”

A second later I did do it. My entire body shuddered and I think I let out a huge yell. The next thing I knew Lori had her mouth wrapped around my cock tip and was sucking on me for all she was worth, and I had the most powerful intense ejection and orgasm of my life. But Painfully, it was a dry ejaculation. My Spasms and violent convulsions just seemed to encourage Lori to suck and stroke me even harder. She Was Totally Insane. My Orgasm went on and on and on and on and would just not stop. I was out of my mind. It seemed like Lori knew this and knew that as long as she continued sucking & stroking on my tip, I would continue my dry climaxing. I began bucking like a wild animal caught in a trap again, trying to get away.

All the girls began cheering and encouraging Lori to continue when they realized how my spasming dry orgasm was still in slow motion progress. Out of my mind, I began squealing & screaming at the top of my lungs, which only caused the ladies to increase their cheers. I was Exhausted, Drained, Dry, Sore and Delirious when Lori finally had mercy on me and stopped Sucking my Tip. I guess she was finally exhausted too.

It was finally over. Lori Released of my sore swollen cock from its captivity. The crowd of women clapped as she slowly untied me.

“Your so Fucking Yummy, just like I thought; That was excellent!” Lori thanked me as I tried to stand.

“I never knew you were such a Studly Spurter. We’ll have to do that again someday SOON – like maybe tomorrow, just kidding.”

“No, tomorrow your going to be Held Totally Captive, Imprisoned for a good long time, deep up inside of my vagina for Healing…. I’m However going to Cum Over and Over again on your Magnificent Joystick, But you won’t be able to Cum because of the trauma your erection experienced today my Love.”

I looked at her in Utter Shock. Lori quickly smiled and gave a giggle. “Oh, don’t worry John! Not tomorrow! I know your dick needs time to recover. I’ll let you rest for at least a day so your balls will have time to recover too.”

I was shocked by her blunt words but knew that she was deadly serious by the way she looked into my eyes.

Meanwhile, we slowly walked off the stage and back into the crowd of women. Everyone complimented us as we walked by, but I notice they only paid compliments to Lori. “I never realized you had so much stamina,” Lori began to talk to me as a human being again only after we walked a sufficient distance away from the crowd so they couldn’t hear her.

“I must say John,” She spoke as she assisted me by the arm back to our tent site. “As I was Stroking your Increadible Cock up on stage with my hand, I couldn’t help but fantasize about what it would feel like to have that monster Deep Inside Me and I can’t wait to fulfill all my promises I Made to you.”

“What’s wrong John?” Lori asked. “Do you think I would go back on my word? Please! I meant it. The two of us are going to be doing a lot of animalistic fucking over the next couple of days, and if your Relentless Joystick is still as Rock Hard as it is right now when we get back to the tent, I’m going to mount you Immediately; I just have to feel your Erection inside me. Sorry but I’m Now So Wet and Horny! Don’t worry though John, I won’t make you cum again; I just want to feel & enjoy your throbbing traumatized manhood Imprisoned deep inside of me; This time I’m going to Cum!!!”

I guess Lori knew as I did, My Penis Would NOT be able to deflate after what had just happened to me, and her warm wet enveloping loins would ultimately feel like a comforting velvety paradise to me. And that is How Lori and I started our Femdom Relationship…