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“It will take a damned sight more than a ‘Titty-fuck’ to pay George back what he’s doing for you girl! Now, get that pretty little ass of yours down my sick bay for your medical!
But before I deal with Lucie’s medical, while I’ve got you all together, a quick word about oral sex and swallowing urine. The urethra is a small tube that carries the body’s impurities out of the human body via urination. Sometimes in the urethra channel, infections can lurk but are usually displaced when we pee. Urinating is the body’s way of flushing out the system, and therefore carries with it impurities such as ammonia and a combination of salts and chemicals that your body does not want, and is trying to remove. Taken in small doses urine is unlikely to do you much harm. Though imbibing it is not a practice to be encouraged. My message to you all is don’t overdo it. Everything in moderation!
Finally, time up for you George, ‘Snip’ time for you 4 O’clock. By then you should have collected the new batch of trainee femdoms and delivered those leaving, together with their slaves to the station. I shall operate the gymnasium, all can attend, particularly the trainee slaves who will have time to contemplate their vasectomy if they choose to continue with slave training, and all can enjoy your discomfort! Said Susan grinning from ear to ear.”
With that Susan and Lucie departed for the sick bay, Mary, consulting her diary, started making phone calls and generally getting on with the daily office work. Isabella wanted to see for herself the progress I had made with the Made to Measure vibrator so we headed off towards my ‘Man Cave’. For a change, it was Isabella holding my dick, not Mary.
I showed Isabella a small Printed Circuit Board (PCB) to which I had soldered a handful of electronic components. Wires from the PCB fed knobs and switches on a small square of plastic, which I explained represented the cover. This was only a prototype. The finished model would look considerably different from that which I was showing Isabella. She wasn’t listening. She gazed into my face, her thick, dark brown hair which had been tied up in a bun, had been loosened, and her lovely hair had been thrown over one shoulder. She looked delicious. I was lost for words.
“Isabella,” I began, “May I kiss you?”
Isabella said nothing. She smiled, continued to hold my prick, but led me to my bedroom. We entered. I locked the door behind me.
“What a strange thing to say, George, after all the fucking we have done since we met. Of course, you can kiss me.” She slipped out of her clothes, and we lay spoon fashion on my bed.
This was not going to be a ‘Wham, Bam, Thank You Ma’am,’ type of session. Neither of us wanted that. We kissed passionately. Enjoying each other’s nakedness for perhaps half an hour or more. Our sweat mingled. I was on top. Her beautiful, athletic legs wrapped around mine. Her right hand reached for my penis. She guided it easily into her mons Veneris. Using only her fantastically developed vaginal muscles, she sucked my penis inside that hot, wet, secret place. She held my manhood in her love tunnel like a limpet clinging to a rock, I was held deep inside her. When I was close to ejaculation, she would force it out. Thus denying me satisfaction until she was ready. We had made love before. But never like this. She took me out of this world to a place I had never been before. An almost out-of-body experience. We were two halves of the same body. But we were one.
There would always be other women in our lives. We needed them. But from the moment when she took my penis in her right hand, she owned me. Isabella was my mistress; I was her willing slave. I would always follow and satisfy every whim she demanded of me.
* * * * * * * *
Later, in the office, Mary and Susan were discussing Lucie’s future, when Isabella and I walked in. Susan wore spotless green doctor’s scrubs. Isabella and Mary wore their usual, a short mini-skirt, white blouse, etc. As a mere male slave, I was not expected, nor allowed to wear anything in their presence. I sat between Isabella and Susan, the three of us facing Mary.
“Susan and I don’t think George should pay for Lucie’s higher education, particularly as it is the Femdom School that will benefit in the longer term. How do you two feel about that?”
“I stand by what I promised earlier Mistress. Though I would not want to fall out with you over who pays for this or who pays for that. I feel we are mutually responsible for Lucie. In effect, we are now her parents! Oh, İzmit Escort I know there are no legal ties, she can leave tomorrow and none of us can stop her. But I am pretty sure that is not what she wants. There is a bit of the nymphomaniac in her, as there is in all of you. She can satisfy those needs here, she knows it, and I think she will stay. Given time she will be an asset to the business. To that end, I am happy to pay for whatever she needs, but if you want to chip in we won’t fall out over that Mistress.”
“Bit formal all of sudden aren’t you George? Mistress?? I know we keep you naked. Your mistresses like to see you naked. Officially you are a slave, and we want our slaves to feel humiliated. Which is why we keep all slaves naked. But when we’re alone together like this, even if we are outside of the bedroom, I think Christian names are okay. But you continue to stay naked! Do we, not all agree?
All agreed. At the same time, Susan’s left hand had found its way onto my prick. She was fondling my prick in a not-unpleasant manner.
“Why are you playing with George’s prick during a meeting Susan?” Asked Isabella rather indignantly.
“No reason. But I do rather like doing it.” She then told me to “Open your legs wider slave! Legs apart make it easier for me to fondle your balls!” I obeyed.
Mary smiled to herself. It was pretty obvious she knew, or at least suspected the relationship that was probably developing between Isabella and myself.
“I have a suggestion.” Said Mary. “George is undoubtedly the nearest Lucie is ever likely to be to a father. It is not unusual for a business or organization to sponsor their prodigy’s further education to suit their needs. May I suggest George pays for everything a father might buy his daughter, such as clothes, a car all material things. The Femdom school, as Lucie’s sponsor, pays for Lucie’s further education? Would that not make sense?”
We all agreed. Susan turned to Isabella and me and said:
“Before you two joined us, Mary and I were discussing the following:
a) The possibility of me formally joining The School as your doctor.
b) Contacting Lucie’s old school to ask for their help and advice regarding further education.
Concerning ‘a’, Isabella. Do you have any objections to my sharing George on an equal footing with you and Mary? I refer in particular to physical relationships. As you know, George and I go back forty years or so. I cannot see a romance happening between us, but I do need a good old-fashioned ‘No Strings Attached’ fucking now and then. That includes sex with you and Mary. I can promise that I shall never bring another male into the equation. That would complicate things. Have you any objections? Mary has already agreed.
Concerning ‘b’, I’m quite happy to take that job on. The intention is to speak to them as a G.P. interested in helping one of her more unfortunate patients towards improving employment prospects. I would of course disguise the fact that we are a School for Femdom training.
Isabella, being the intelligent lady, an attribute which first attracted me to her, readily agreed to both ‘a’ and ‘b’, knowing full well that to object could easily lead to squalls or worse.
“No problems Susan, in fact, I thought you were already part of our kinky little group. At least this formalizes things, and we all know how we stand.”
“Okay.” Said Mary. “Next subject we need to kick around is training. May I suggest that we have a chat with all trainees, male and female, and ask them what they expect from us. I do feel that the trainee slaves should receive a certain amount of humiliation, from trainee femdoms, in the shape of female supervision. Trainee femdoms should have the power to smack a naked male bum etc. and I also feel that formal training should continue with trainees of both gender in attendance in the classroom, with humiliation freely practiced there. A senior femdom supervising. Can we all agree to work out something along those lines starting tomorrow, possibly after George’s snip?”
We all agreed. Susan added that she intended to give Lucie One to One femdom training this evening, it being her turn to have me. Lucie’s first femdom training would take place in my room!
Luckily, Isabella and I had changed the bedding and placed a waterproof sheet beneath the bottom sheet in my room after our fun and games earlier today.
In some ways, I dreaded one-to-one femdom training. It meant several hours of sexual frustration for me. I would be brought close İzmit Escort Bayan to ejaculation, only to be refused satisfaction at the last minute. Meanwhile, Susan and Lucie would enjoy numerous orgasms in all our mouths, at the same time these two adorable women would hold complete power over me, and Susan knew how to use and exploit that power.
I had to admit, I did find enjoyment through the thought of humiliation and sexual denial by these two beautiful women, both of whom I knew loved me, and would eventually allow me to spurt my juices into their, mouths, love tunnels, hands, or boobs in a ‘titty-fuck’. But, I might have to wait for several hours before they allowed that to happen. Bring it on! I was looking forward to it.
Mary ended the meeting by saying:
“Final subject: Angela and Rebecca return to their ship on Monday week. They have asked for the loan of George on Sunday night — a week today. Can we allow George to give penetrative sex to those girls after only six days after the snip? Over to you Susan…”
“Short answer — I don’t know. Depends on how quickly he recovers from the op. I would hazard a guess that the answer would be ‘No’, In which case, I am happy for him to give oral. I will examine him and give a more definitive answer next Sunday.”
Mary turned to Isabella “I’ve asked Angela and Rebecca to attend us this evening. I thought perhaps we might invite them to join us for a mutual masturbation party whilst we watched the porn videos? Angela and Rebecca, two nice pieces of young meat to enjoy, what do you think?”
“I think that’s a lovely idea, Mary. It sounds like a lot of fun. Don’t invite the girls into our bed too early, I want to taste your lovely hairy minge all on my own-some before you start sharing it around! Talking about hairy minges, should we not ask George to give all four of us a minge-piece shampoo and set before we all go our different ways this evening?”
“What a marvelous idea.” Turning to Susan, Mary asked if she would mind entertaining Lucie until about six O’clock, by which time George should have finished our minge-piece shampoo and sets.
Susan agreed.
So, my sex life for the next fifteen hours or so had been arranged by my beautiful mistresses, without one word passed by me despite my presence. I love being a submissive and obedient slave to these lovely ladies. Susan’s hand was still on my prick gently massaging it up and down. She gently squeezed my balls, and grinning like a Cheshire Cat whispered in my ear that they now felt nice and full, but sadly, she would not allow them to be emptied for a long time. Perhaps not even before my op tomorrow afternoon. She gently bit my ear, she excused herself from our company explaining that she needed to brief Lucie and arrange for our evening repast in my bedroom.
* * * * * * *
To prevent Isabella or Mary from tampering with my dick, Susan fitted a cock-cage. A cock-cage that was a little on the small side. So it was painful whenever an erection occurred. Attached to the cock-cage, was her ‘Ownership’ tag – ‘ Property of Madam Susan’. Susan held the key. It would seem poor old George was in for some real femdom attention this evening.
At the appointed hour, I arrived at Isabella and Mary’s room. I presented myself to them. They were naked except for a thong. Angela and Rebecca stood close by the bed wearing immaculate, sexy, white bras and panties which left little to the imagination of a man trying his level best not to get an erection in the presence of four lovely ladies.
“Hi George, Would you kindly give us all a shampoo and set for our pussies, please? I’d love to give you a bit of light relief but I see Susan has denied you that. Looks like Susan is taking Lucie’s femdom training seriously.”
I asked them all to lie on the bed, legs hanging over the end of the bed. I removed their thongs and panties with my teeth as I had been trained to do, then licked four delicious love tunnels until they each spurted into my face. I was then told to lie down face up in the bathroom. I knew what was coming, four bladders needed to be emptied. Something I would normally enjoy but that would encourage a painful erection. Nevertheless, a slave must always do as his mistress commands.
The hot, yellow, female piss was squirted all over my face and into my mouth. Despite the pain in my erect penis, bent double in the confines of Susan’s cock-cage, I enjoyed that wonderful liquid squirting from their love tunnels.
The four ladies were now naked. Escort İzmit They pushed me into the shower and washed me down. Then invited me to dry them with the soft towels provided. When I had dried them they returned the favour. It felt good, despite the pain in my dick, four delectable pairs of female hands touching every part of my body.
They kissed me goodbye and sent me on my way for my all-night rendezvous with Susan and Lucie. They retired to bed. Mary and Isabella in the middle, Angela and Rebecca on each side. They started the porn video, and already four pairs of hands were exploring partners on either side of those lovely, naked, female bodies.
* * * * * * * *
Susan and Lucie were cuddling up naked on my bed chatting. Susan explained to Lucie, that although the male gender was generally much stronger than the female, the female held all the trump cards regarding sex if she handled herself properly in the bedroom.
“You see Lucie, once a man has a ‘hard on’ he can only think of one thing. Emptying his balls and releasing all that pressure. A woman on the other hand, usually takes a lot longer to climax and therefore is not in such a rush to release her juices. She would rather take her time. So she must use her superior intellect to keep her ahead of the game.”
“How does she do that with a powerful man such as George?”
“Teasing, humiliation, and denial!” Responded Susan. “When I first met George, I was just starting medical school. George was about to join a ship sailing South to fight the Falklands War. George was a young Royal Marine in those days. I had invited George to my flat for a weekend of glorious sex with a very fit, and muscular young man.
As soon as he arrived at my door I ordered him to ‘Get naked! Go into the bedroom and wait for me there. And do not play with yourself!’ You see, he wanted sex. I wanted control. I took control by humiliating him by making him naked before I had even removed one item of clothing. I realized then that I had hit on the secret of how to take charge of a powerful man. That made me feel good. I did not allow him to wear his clothes again until Monday morning when he had to return to his barracks. I believe it was one of the best weekends either of us had experienced up to that point in our young lives.”
“What about Teasing and denial?” Lucie persisted
“Imagine a Strip Tease or Pole dancer, in fact, any kind of dancing. The female moves her body in front of the male. She can move in such a way as to provoke his interest — in other words — body language tells the man if he is in with a chance or not as the case may be.
Denial is something you will learn about tonight. When I knew George was going to give Mary and Isabella a ‘Minge-piece shampoo and set,’ I knew he would be tempted to fuck them given half a chance. They would cause him to get a hard-on, and being a man he was unlikely to resist. George is a truly lovely man. He will give you everything you want. All you need to do is ask. But he is still — just a man. For instance, he knew he had a night of sex ahead of him with you and me. But I guarantee he would have gone with Mary and Isabella if the opportunity was offered during the ‘minge-piece shampoo and set’. If you don’t believe me, ask him tomorrow when you can get him on your own. I need him to be Randy for both of us. So I stuck a cock-cage on him before he went up to their bedroom!”
“Wow! You can be a mean lady when you want to be can’t you? What other ways can I give denial?”
“One way I shall try to demonstrate is a talent that belongs to Isabella. In a way, it comes down to physical fitness. It is also one reason why we push physical fitness so hard in the femdom school. A fit person is better looking than an unfit person. Fact! So we try to make you fit. Look at George, Isabella, and Mary. George is sixty-three. Isabella is forty-nine and I believe Mary is forty-seven. I am fifty-eight. Each one of us is fitter, and better looking than most people half our age. But that takes a lot of work as you will find out after Monday morning’s exercise. Anyway, to cut a long story short. Isabella can suck a man’s dick into her vagina. She can also expel it through the same pure muscular action. I can do it, but not as well as Isabella. I have no doubt she will teach you and your colleagues that little trick during the next couple of weeks. But it will take years of practice before you can do it as well as she can.”
At this point I arrived, I knocked on the door, Susan put her scrubs back on and Lucie put her panties back on. Susan opened the door.
“You are a late slave. You should have been here at Six O’clock, it is now one minute past six. Bend over!”
Lucie was ordered to give me six slaps across my ass. Her femdom training had begun.
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