Neil's Confession

He was kneeling in the courtyard of the Dominion when She came out of the castle and walked down the stairs towards him.  He began to greet Her when She cut him off, a look of urgency in Her eyes, "Neil, come here now".  Without hesitation he hurried to Her as She sat down in the chair that he has seen Her in so many times before.  "I have an opportunity for you Neil to be of help to Me but You must agree quickly as there is not much time.  I have an event I am giving for the Ladies of the Dominion and my boy was called away unexpectedly and I need a replacement.  That replacement I have decided is you"  He looks up at Her with wide eyes, squirming just a bit as the excitement flows over him and he stutters out a quick reply of "Yes Miss...I..I...I would be honored"

She smiles at his response and giggles as She says.  "Well of course you would be silly boy...now strip and be quick about it.  The event starts in 15 minutes and we still need to get prepared."  She pulls out a piece of thin rope and watches as he stands and strips quickly, his face blushing just a bit as he reveals his naked body while all others around him remain clothed.  Before he even has time to fold his clothes She reaches out and takes hold of his balls, yanking them to bring him closer to Her and begins to bind them with the rope.  Her hands move quickly, obvious that She has done this many times before, within a few moments they were bound and She held the rope in Her hand as a makeshift leash.  She smirks as his cock grows and She gives it a few strokes then a hard slap, then stands, turns towards the castle, and heads off, giving the rope a yank with little concern that he will be able to keep up.

She speaks as they walk, "you will be used as a demonstration tool boy, you will not speak, you will not whine, you will not question anything.  All you will do is react, that is what I am looking for.  Ohh...and it goes without saying, you will not cum unless given permission."  They walk into a room with about 15 chairs, a few Ladies already mingling around.  She leads him to the front of the room and begins to bind him to the X frame, no longer even acknowledging him as She greets the Ladies while She secures his wrist and ankles tightly to the large, wooden X.  He deftly tests his binds once She is finished and just watches silently as the Ladies fill the room and take their Seats.

"Welcome Ladies, if You don't mind let's get started.  Today's class is on CBT and I will be showing You all some of My favorite techniques, and then at the end of the class I plan to have a little hands on contest that should prove to be a lot of fun"  He try's not to show his surprise, but inside he is caught totally off guard.  He closes his eyes for a moment and hears Her words again..."All you will do is react"...He takes a deep breath and opens his eyes again, ready to do his best as something inside him clicks and all he wants to do is make Her proud.

She pulls over a cart with all kinds of items on it.  She talks to the class and lets Her hand drift over his chest as She moves from one side of the frame to the other.  She drags Her nails the last part of the way and hears his moan, feels him press his chest into Her nails, and smiles to Herself at his reaction.  For the next hour She focused on his cock and balls, binding, clamping, slapping, flogging.  After each torture she would rub and stroke him to the edge of orgasm as She spoke.  "One thing I love to do is mix things up, switching from pain, to pleasure, until the poor boy can't distinguish between the two.  That's My favorite part, when I get that total rush of control and know I own him, right down to his orgasm."  And he knew She was totally correct.  Each torture was more intense then the last, and each edge, more powerful and frustrating when She would stop just short of his release.  His body would tense as he pulled on the restraints, the moans, groans, and grunts growing louder and more consuming.  She used ice, hot wax, heating rubs and ginger and a variety of other items , showing how each one brought out a different reaction from a helpless boy.  By the time She had finished, he was covered in sweat, his chest heaving, and his body jerked at the slightest touch.

"Now Ladies, it's Your turn.  As You can see I have him all worked up for You.  So now for the real fun.  Each of you will have 2 minutes.  60 seconds to make him cum, and 60 seconds to administer a torture if he does not cum to try and prevent the next person from succeeding.  The Lady that makes him cum, takes him home.  Now who would like to go first?"  The Ladies all break out in laughter and She moves close to his ear and whispers..."Here's your chance Neil, all you have to do is hold out for the Lady of your choice.  But I think this will make things a bit more interesting" and She laughs and places a blindfold on him so he cannot see which Lady is using him.  She drags Her nails across his flesh again  as She moves away and again sees, and hears his reaction and Her smile widens, filing away the information for later use.
One by one the Ladies came up and make their attempt.  Some very serious, wanting to win the boy and take him home.  Others more playful, just enjoying the game.  And some more sadistic.  Using all of their time to make him suffer.  He squirmed, strained, moaned and thrashed in his binds as each Lady took their turn until all had made an attempt.  The Ladies laughed and joked, commenting on each other's technique.  One of them smiled and said,  "Guess it's time for round two"  and the group roared with approval but their host smiled and moved back next to the bound and quivering slave.

 "Um....Ladies...can I have Your attention please"  They all quieted down and looked up at Her, the smile growing on Her lips as She places the nail of her index finger at the base of his twitching cock.  She presses the nail into the flesh and slowly pulls it up the underside.  The boy begins to thrash in his binds, his back arching off the frame, every muscle in his body straining, and a cry of total ecstasy erupts from his parched lips and he explodes in orgasm when Her finger reaches the top of his cock, the first spurt of white hot cum shooting out of him like a fountain.  Then the cry turns to frustration as his hips start pumping desperately.  Searching for Her finger, for any contact to pump out the rest of his load, but finds nothing but applause and laughter from the crowd.  She moves to his ear and whispers as he writhes in his binds..."looks like your all MINE now neil"