Magic Revenge (Parts 4 and Epilogue)
Posted: Fri May 13, 2011 1:40 am
PART FOUR
“We’re really wringing it out of him, huh?” said Becky. She sat on the other couch with Jane and Karen on either side of her. Cloaking spells kept Robert from seeing or hearing them, so he was not aware they were only a few feet from him, watching his suffering and enjoying every minute of it.
“Yeah, makes me wonder why we never did this kind of stuff to him before,” said Karen. “That’s what we get for being prudes with our magic, huh?”
“I like to think we just had a certain standard of, you know, not cheating,” said Jane. “But hey, if he thinks its fine, no reason we should hold back.”
They snickered as Robert cussed them out and demanded they stop, and burst out laughing at the expressions of horror on his face when he realized he couldn’t masturbate or cum. They took bets on how long he would last once they started with the phantom hands and mouth, and to their grudging respect, he lasted longer than any of them anticipated before he finally passed out. Robert had always had incredible stamina; it’s what made him such a great lover. He was more than capable of turning them into helpless puddles of orgasmic bliss before he was finished with them.
Not this time, however. This time, he was as helpless as a shipwrecked sailor in the middle of a storm at sea. There magic was going to take him past his limits to heights of pleasure he couldn’t even imagine. The cock he was so proud of was the very tool they would use to break him.
They woke him up shortly after his second black out, a wave of magic to jolt him awake. He struggle once again to get up, and when he looked like he was straining his utmost, they released their invisible hold on him, causing him to leap right off the couch and stumble flat onto his face again. Before he could get back up, they flipped him over onto his stomach and forced him spread eagle again.
Jane raised her hand, and Robert’s cock stuck straight up, pointing to the ceiling. Jane touched her lips to her hand and sucked air through it. At the same time, Robert felt a powerful sucking sensation on his cock that literally lifted him straight off the floor. He rose higher and higher as Jane “sucked” his cock with her magic. Robert shook and his mouth gaped as he felt his cock plunge into a seemingly endless tunnel of silky wet warmth, a mouth continuously drawing him in. Robert didn’t even realize how high he’d risen until he felt his penis tip bump the ceiling, leaving a spot of pre-cum. Robert hung there for a moment, the sucking sensation having ceased, but not the grip. He raised his head and jumped when he suddenly realized he was up off the floor.
Just as that dawned on him, Jane let him drop. Robert shouted in fear, still unable to move even to try and catch himself. However, he suddenly lurched to a halt just before he hit the floor. Robert’s breathing was rapid and shallow, tinged by a slight whimper of fear. Then, he found himself rising again.
This time it was Karen “sucking” him through her hand. She made an “O” with her lips as she touched them to Jane’s fist. She worked her tongue in her mouth, adding the sensation to Robert’s journey though the tunnel. It felt so good, he almost forgot he was rising off the floor again, until he touched the ceiling with his penis tip a second time. Again he was dropped. Then, Becky took over, and as she “sucked” him, she made a spinning motion with her hand. Robert found himself spinning clockwise, as if he were a fan with his penis at the axis. Around and around Robert went as he ascended, and this simple motion turned his pleasure into sensual torment once more, as the spinning grip rubbed the ridge of his penis head just so. Robert jerked and cried out as he was spun upwards, dropped down, spun upwards again, at least ten times from each girl.
Just when he thought he would finally get used to the sensations, however, the girls switched to something else. They floated him so he stood perfectly straight upwards, then pulled his arms and legs back so he was effectively hogtied. Then they made a yanking motion which pulled Robert through a new, vertical path around the room. This time, the stimulation was a tight line of friction right along the most sensitive nerves on his cock, as though he were sliding along a thin rail. The path gave him on a perpetual downward stroking, and soon Robert was trying vainly to buck against the “line,” to gain more friction as he neared orgasm once more.
He had almost forgot he couldn’t cum, apparently, as for a few moments, he had a look of full anticipation of climax. Then, he hit the barrier on his orgasm, and he let out a pure, animalistic snarl of frustration. In response, the three girls made him ride faster along the “rail”, causing the pleasure to spike higher in intensity, driving him wild with frustration.
“So,” said Jane, as she set Robert to fly on autopilot. “Who wants to ride him first?”
Karen frowned. “I don’t know that I do,” she said. “I know we said we’d use him, but the thought of actually giving him my pussy again…” She shook her head.
“Yeah, me too,” said Becky. “I just… I want to hurt him, not reward him.”
“Honey, it’ll be you getting all the pleasure,” said Jane. “For him it’ll be torture.”
“I just don’t want to touch him anymore,” said Karen. “I mean… I trust you two don’t, you know, have STDs or anything, but I just… I’m too mad.”
“Ah. So, do you mind if I have a go? I’d kinda of like another shot at that dick.”
Becky bit her lip. “’Course you would. You were just fuck buddies, so you didn’t get hurt as much. We were more… I mean…” A tear came to her eye.
“Hey, come on, I didn’t mean it like that,” said Jane, hugging her around the shoulder. “I’m sorry, I won’t if it’ll be too hard for you guys to watch.”
“I’d appreciate it,” said Becky. Karen nodded in agreement.
“Ah, well,” said Jane. “I suppose you’re right; it’s his loss.”
“Speaking of, looks like he’s going to pass out again,” said Karen, with a smirk.
Robert was hollering, his body convulsing. His genitals were starting show tell-tale signs of extreme teasing: his cock was turning red, the head a deepening shade of purple. His balls were swollen bigger than the three had ever seen them, and similarly turning a dark in color. He was also beginning to noticeably drip pre-cum along the path he was riding.
“Naw, you know what?,” said Jane. “We’ve let him have it easy so far. No more of that.” She whispered a phrase as she made a sweeping motion over Robert’s head the next time he floated near them on his track. His eyes had just been rolling back again and going glassy, but now they snapped forward and focused. His face contorted into a snarl of sensual agony as he was no longer even able to fall unconscious.
“Oh, wow,” said Becky. “I didn’t know you could do that!”
Karen snapped her fingers, and Robert suddenly dropped to the floor, onto his hands and knees. However, the continuous downward stroke did not cease, instead it spread to encompass his entire penis, and even his balls, creating another pussy-like sheath. This one, however, was tighter than before, and hotter. Robert let out a shout; the sensation was nearly painful along his cock, but it squeezed him in such a way that it seemed like it was trying to force the cum out of his balls. However, even that could not surpass the block on his orgasm. Robert’s hips kicked into overdrive, bucking uselessly at the empty air as he let out a series of half-shouts/half-sobs.
“Think maybe it’s time we revealed ourselves a little?” said Jane. Karen and Becky traded a glance, but after a moment of psyching themselves up, they turned to Jane and nodded. Jane cleared her throat. “Oh, Rooobeeert!” Her voice echoed throughout the room, seeming to come from everywhere. As she spoke, she made a downward motion with her hand, and the sensations on Robert’s cock slowed to a dull trickle. Robert collapsed forward, penis still twitching, but at last able to catch his breath.
“Rooooobeeeeert!” Jane repeated. Robert made a grunt as he tried to focus on the sound. He got back onto his knees and looked around, a confused expression on his face. The girls had still not made themselves visible, and the surround sound effect of Jane’s magic-enhanced voice did not give away her location.
“Wakey, wakey, Robert!” said Becky, her voice also echoing, hiding her true location. She giggled as Robert flinched at that; it was something she would say in a playful voice after she woke him up with a morning blowjob. Now, though, the words were spoken in a mocking tone.
“What are you doing down there?” said Karen’s voice, her sharp tone making Robert wince. “Humping the air like a little bitch?”
Robert’s face turned red with anger. Still somewhat breathless, he said, “I’m… I’m not the bitch… you’re the… you’re the bitches…” He let out a tremendous yelp as he felt a sensation like his balls had just been ripped off. Unable to clutch himself, he fell onto his side, curling into a ball, tears in his eyes. He looked down and saw his balls were perfectly intact; for the next minute, however, as Karen held her hand low, with her fingers hooked like claws, Robert felt the pain of a continuous tearing sensation at his balls. He rolled on the floor, howling, until, just as suddenly, the pain was gone.
A moment later, he felt a gentle, pleasant sensation, like a warm tongue, lovingly licking along his shaft. As the echoes of the phantom pain receded, they were replaced by soothing waves of pleasure. Robert shakily got back up to his knees as the pleasure coaxed him out his protective curl. He was further encouraged as a second tongue joined in, this one more aggressive. The first tongue was definitely Becky’s, the second Karen’s. On the couch, the two girls licked the air as they watched Robert enjoy their phantom tongues. As his hips began to move, indicating he was nearing orgasm again, Becky extended her index finger and stabbed it downwards.
Robert screamed so hard his voice broke, as his cock clenched in agony. Pure pain lanced through his cock as he felt a sensation like barbwire being run down his urethra in the wrong direction. Becky slowed her motion after the initial quick stab, slowly lowering her finger until it touched the floor. Robert felt the wire dragged with equal slowness down his cock. He looked down at his cock in complete and utter terror, expecting at any moment to see it torn in half, but it was perfectly intact. The pain was only an illusion, but it felt so real, even seeing his cock undamaged could not convince him otherwise. The torment continued for a full two minutes, before it ceased.
This time, Jane parted her legs and placed her hand in front of her crotch. She curled her hand as if holding a handle and began to work the imaginary object back and forth against her still-clothed sex. Robert, meanwhile, felt his cock trapped by another pussy. This one, however, he instinctively knew was Jane’s, from the way the phantom hips gyrated upon him.
“No…” gasped Robert, already seeing where this was going. “No, stop, don’t…” Then he could not speak as he found himself rushing headlong into orgasm again as the phantom pussy filled him with pleasure. He was shooting towards climax with such speed it was frightening, but he slammed against the barrier once again. And before he could utter another plea, the sensation switched from pleasure to pain once more.
This time, as Jane puffed up her cheeks and blew air towards Robert, he felt as though someone were taking a blowtorch to his entire groin. White hot agony fried his nerves, but whereas real fire would kill the nerves eventually and leave only numbness, the illusory flames continued to burn him at peak sensation. Robert fell over again and thrashed like a mad man. He thought he would pass out. He didn’t. He thought he would throw up. Somehow, he didn’t. There was no release of any sort for him. He could only wait until the pain stopped. A few minutes later, it finally did, but this time, there was no pleasure to soothe him afterwards.
The girls watched Robert as he lay there, exhausted and frightened. They all had hard looks on their faces, watching him intently. They breathed calmly as they reigned in their desires to keep feeding him pain for the next whole week.
Finally, Robert struggled to lift himself back to his feet. “Please…” he whimpered. “I’m sorry… I’m so sorry… I’m a scumbag… I can’t… I’m so sorry.”
The three girls traded glances, then stood up and became visible to Robert. He immediately prostrated himself before them, babbling apologies over and over. They shared another look, and then Jane flicked her hand up, floating Robert upwards so he was standing prone again. Becky and Karen made tickling motions with their fingers as well, and Robert let out a shuddering whimper as he felt phantom fingers tracing and flicking along his cock, causing it to bounce in a ridiculous display of helpless reactions.
“You understand now what we can do to you Robert,” said Karen. “You understand that there are so many more things we could do to you to make you hurt.”
“Please…” Robert gasped, but Becky slapped him before he could say more.
“You used us, you piece of shit,” said Becky. “I fucking loved you, and you used me. Karen loved you, and you used her. And Jane…” Becky glanced to Jane.
“Oh, I didn’t love the stupid bastard, but I don’t appreciate being lied to,” said Jane. She leaned close to Robert. “Believe it or not, we’re not cruel people, Robert. But you know what they saw about a woman scorned.”
“What are you gunna do to me?” said Robert in a meek voice.
“Give you one last fuck,” said Jane. “The last fuck you’ll ever get in your life. After you wake up from this, you’ll be impotent. You’ll never get another erection, and you’ll never cum again. Well, not unless you can sucker some other mage into breaking our spells. But don’t expect anyone on our campus to do you that favor. Next get together we have, we’re spreading your picture to every mage and esper there.”
“No…” said Robert, tears falling down his eyes. “Please, don’t… no! I can’t… I need sex! I can’t live without it!”
The girls gathered around him, wrapping their arms around him without affection, a mockery of cuddling. “You’re going to have to,” said Karen. They began to move their hips in a slow grind. “Maybe then, you’ll realize how important it really is.”
Robert let out another gasp. The phantom pussy had taken hold of his cock again, only this time, the sensation was stronger than ever before. With every motion of their hips he felt the combined pleasure that all three girls could give him at once. All three of their pussies fucking him, their different rhythms and quirks overlapping, blending and parting in and out of synch, spiraling him to the point of orgasm and then beyond. Unable to cum, unable to pass out, unable to escape in any way, his senses fried and his mind roasted in pleasures too intense for a normal man to bear. Fucked and fucked and fucked forever, agonizing pleasure without end…
EPILOGUE
Robert awoke in his own bedroom, with no idea how long he’d been out. All he could remember was spending what seemed like an eternity in mind-rending pleasure, until eventually something snapped and he just shut down completely. And now, here he was. His entire body ached, but his balls in particular felt especially sore. He whipped the sheets away from his still naked body and winced at how dark and swollen his testicles were. Hesitantly, he reached to touch himself, and for a brief moment, was overjoyed that he could. That joy was short-lived; as he rubbed his flaccid cock, he was dismayed to find it didn’t respond. He could feel his fingers on his cock, but despite his desire to cum, despite how quickly his arousal flared up, the relentless teasing having given him a hair-trigger libido, his cock remained limp. It didn’t even twitch.
Robert lay back and cried.
***
Jane, Becky, and Karen sat at a coffee shop, looking a little sullen.
“Did we… should we really have done that?” said Becky. “I mean, he’s a total fucking douchebag, but… I never… I never thought I’d do something like that to a person.” She looked at her hands. “I mean… even ignoring the torture… to have this kind of power over someone…”
“I know,” said Karen. “I never really thought about it that way, either.” She turned to Jane. “And you? Are you okay with this?”
Jane shrugged. “I’ve punished a couple people before. Not, you know, with sex, but, I guess it’s all the same to me.” She sighed. “Look you two, I didn’t mean to make you do something you’ll regret, okay? If I got too carried away, I’m sorry. We can’t take back what we did, but, I dunno, we can undo that last curse if you guys really want. Although I really don’t think he deserves it.”
“No,” said Becky after some thought. “We did leave him that little loophole. He can suffer till he finally figures it out.”
“I wonder if he ever will?” said Karen. “Can you imagine? Guy like him, and now, he’ll only get to have sex again only when he finds a partner he genuinely cares about.” The three sighed a bit wistfully as they thought about it.
“Lucky bitch,” muttered Jane. The other two girls looked at her, and then, they all laughed. “Ah, well, more fish in the sea and all that, right?”
Becky and Karen nodded. With a grin Karen said, “And maybe next time, we shouldn’t be so shy about using our powers to enhance our fun.” She winked at the others, and they laughed again.
“Hear, hear,” said Becky, and they clinked their coffee cups together in a small toast to future successful relationships.
“We’re really wringing it out of him, huh?” said Becky. She sat on the other couch with Jane and Karen on either side of her. Cloaking spells kept Robert from seeing or hearing them, so he was not aware they were only a few feet from him, watching his suffering and enjoying every minute of it.
“Yeah, makes me wonder why we never did this kind of stuff to him before,” said Karen. “That’s what we get for being prudes with our magic, huh?”
“I like to think we just had a certain standard of, you know, not cheating,” said Jane. “But hey, if he thinks its fine, no reason we should hold back.”
They snickered as Robert cussed them out and demanded they stop, and burst out laughing at the expressions of horror on his face when he realized he couldn’t masturbate or cum. They took bets on how long he would last once they started with the phantom hands and mouth, and to their grudging respect, he lasted longer than any of them anticipated before he finally passed out. Robert had always had incredible stamina; it’s what made him such a great lover. He was more than capable of turning them into helpless puddles of orgasmic bliss before he was finished with them.
Not this time, however. This time, he was as helpless as a shipwrecked sailor in the middle of a storm at sea. There magic was going to take him past his limits to heights of pleasure he couldn’t even imagine. The cock he was so proud of was the very tool they would use to break him.
They woke him up shortly after his second black out, a wave of magic to jolt him awake. He struggle once again to get up, and when he looked like he was straining his utmost, they released their invisible hold on him, causing him to leap right off the couch and stumble flat onto his face again. Before he could get back up, they flipped him over onto his stomach and forced him spread eagle again.
Jane raised her hand, and Robert’s cock stuck straight up, pointing to the ceiling. Jane touched her lips to her hand and sucked air through it. At the same time, Robert felt a powerful sucking sensation on his cock that literally lifted him straight off the floor. He rose higher and higher as Jane “sucked” his cock with her magic. Robert shook and his mouth gaped as he felt his cock plunge into a seemingly endless tunnel of silky wet warmth, a mouth continuously drawing him in. Robert didn’t even realize how high he’d risen until he felt his penis tip bump the ceiling, leaving a spot of pre-cum. Robert hung there for a moment, the sucking sensation having ceased, but not the grip. He raised his head and jumped when he suddenly realized he was up off the floor.
Just as that dawned on him, Jane let him drop. Robert shouted in fear, still unable to move even to try and catch himself. However, he suddenly lurched to a halt just before he hit the floor. Robert’s breathing was rapid and shallow, tinged by a slight whimper of fear. Then, he found himself rising again.
This time it was Karen “sucking” him through her hand. She made an “O” with her lips as she touched them to Jane’s fist. She worked her tongue in her mouth, adding the sensation to Robert’s journey though the tunnel. It felt so good, he almost forgot he was rising off the floor again, until he touched the ceiling with his penis tip a second time. Again he was dropped. Then, Becky took over, and as she “sucked” him, she made a spinning motion with her hand. Robert found himself spinning clockwise, as if he were a fan with his penis at the axis. Around and around Robert went as he ascended, and this simple motion turned his pleasure into sensual torment once more, as the spinning grip rubbed the ridge of his penis head just so. Robert jerked and cried out as he was spun upwards, dropped down, spun upwards again, at least ten times from each girl.
Just when he thought he would finally get used to the sensations, however, the girls switched to something else. They floated him so he stood perfectly straight upwards, then pulled his arms and legs back so he was effectively hogtied. Then they made a yanking motion which pulled Robert through a new, vertical path around the room. This time, the stimulation was a tight line of friction right along the most sensitive nerves on his cock, as though he were sliding along a thin rail. The path gave him on a perpetual downward stroking, and soon Robert was trying vainly to buck against the “line,” to gain more friction as he neared orgasm once more.
He had almost forgot he couldn’t cum, apparently, as for a few moments, he had a look of full anticipation of climax. Then, he hit the barrier on his orgasm, and he let out a pure, animalistic snarl of frustration. In response, the three girls made him ride faster along the “rail”, causing the pleasure to spike higher in intensity, driving him wild with frustration.
“So,” said Jane, as she set Robert to fly on autopilot. “Who wants to ride him first?”
Karen frowned. “I don’t know that I do,” she said. “I know we said we’d use him, but the thought of actually giving him my pussy again…” She shook her head.
“Yeah, me too,” said Becky. “I just… I want to hurt him, not reward him.”
“Honey, it’ll be you getting all the pleasure,” said Jane. “For him it’ll be torture.”
“I just don’t want to touch him anymore,” said Karen. “I mean… I trust you two don’t, you know, have STDs or anything, but I just… I’m too mad.”
“Ah. So, do you mind if I have a go? I’d kinda of like another shot at that dick.”
Becky bit her lip. “’Course you would. You were just fuck buddies, so you didn’t get hurt as much. We were more… I mean…” A tear came to her eye.
“Hey, come on, I didn’t mean it like that,” said Jane, hugging her around the shoulder. “I’m sorry, I won’t if it’ll be too hard for you guys to watch.”
“I’d appreciate it,” said Becky. Karen nodded in agreement.
“Ah, well,” said Jane. “I suppose you’re right; it’s his loss.”
“Speaking of, looks like he’s going to pass out again,” said Karen, with a smirk.
Robert was hollering, his body convulsing. His genitals were starting show tell-tale signs of extreme teasing: his cock was turning red, the head a deepening shade of purple. His balls were swollen bigger than the three had ever seen them, and similarly turning a dark in color. He was also beginning to noticeably drip pre-cum along the path he was riding.
“Naw, you know what?,” said Jane. “We’ve let him have it easy so far. No more of that.” She whispered a phrase as she made a sweeping motion over Robert’s head the next time he floated near them on his track. His eyes had just been rolling back again and going glassy, but now they snapped forward and focused. His face contorted into a snarl of sensual agony as he was no longer even able to fall unconscious.
“Oh, wow,” said Becky. “I didn’t know you could do that!”
Karen snapped her fingers, and Robert suddenly dropped to the floor, onto his hands and knees. However, the continuous downward stroke did not cease, instead it spread to encompass his entire penis, and even his balls, creating another pussy-like sheath. This one, however, was tighter than before, and hotter. Robert let out a shout; the sensation was nearly painful along his cock, but it squeezed him in such a way that it seemed like it was trying to force the cum out of his balls. However, even that could not surpass the block on his orgasm. Robert’s hips kicked into overdrive, bucking uselessly at the empty air as he let out a series of half-shouts/half-sobs.
“Think maybe it’s time we revealed ourselves a little?” said Jane. Karen and Becky traded a glance, but after a moment of psyching themselves up, they turned to Jane and nodded. Jane cleared her throat. “Oh, Rooobeeert!” Her voice echoed throughout the room, seeming to come from everywhere. As she spoke, she made a downward motion with her hand, and the sensations on Robert’s cock slowed to a dull trickle. Robert collapsed forward, penis still twitching, but at last able to catch his breath.
“Rooooobeeeeert!” Jane repeated. Robert made a grunt as he tried to focus on the sound. He got back onto his knees and looked around, a confused expression on his face. The girls had still not made themselves visible, and the surround sound effect of Jane’s magic-enhanced voice did not give away her location.
“Wakey, wakey, Robert!” said Becky, her voice also echoing, hiding her true location. She giggled as Robert flinched at that; it was something she would say in a playful voice after she woke him up with a morning blowjob. Now, though, the words were spoken in a mocking tone.
“What are you doing down there?” said Karen’s voice, her sharp tone making Robert wince. “Humping the air like a little bitch?”
Robert’s face turned red with anger. Still somewhat breathless, he said, “I’m… I’m not the bitch… you’re the… you’re the bitches…” He let out a tremendous yelp as he felt a sensation like his balls had just been ripped off. Unable to clutch himself, he fell onto his side, curling into a ball, tears in his eyes. He looked down and saw his balls were perfectly intact; for the next minute, however, as Karen held her hand low, with her fingers hooked like claws, Robert felt the pain of a continuous tearing sensation at his balls. He rolled on the floor, howling, until, just as suddenly, the pain was gone.
A moment later, he felt a gentle, pleasant sensation, like a warm tongue, lovingly licking along his shaft. As the echoes of the phantom pain receded, they were replaced by soothing waves of pleasure. Robert shakily got back up to his knees as the pleasure coaxed him out his protective curl. He was further encouraged as a second tongue joined in, this one more aggressive. The first tongue was definitely Becky’s, the second Karen’s. On the couch, the two girls licked the air as they watched Robert enjoy their phantom tongues. As his hips began to move, indicating he was nearing orgasm again, Becky extended her index finger and stabbed it downwards.
Robert screamed so hard his voice broke, as his cock clenched in agony. Pure pain lanced through his cock as he felt a sensation like barbwire being run down his urethra in the wrong direction. Becky slowed her motion after the initial quick stab, slowly lowering her finger until it touched the floor. Robert felt the wire dragged with equal slowness down his cock. He looked down at his cock in complete and utter terror, expecting at any moment to see it torn in half, but it was perfectly intact. The pain was only an illusion, but it felt so real, even seeing his cock undamaged could not convince him otherwise. The torment continued for a full two minutes, before it ceased.
This time, Jane parted her legs and placed her hand in front of her crotch. She curled her hand as if holding a handle and began to work the imaginary object back and forth against her still-clothed sex. Robert, meanwhile, felt his cock trapped by another pussy. This one, however, he instinctively knew was Jane’s, from the way the phantom hips gyrated upon him.
“No…” gasped Robert, already seeing where this was going. “No, stop, don’t…” Then he could not speak as he found himself rushing headlong into orgasm again as the phantom pussy filled him with pleasure. He was shooting towards climax with such speed it was frightening, but he slammed against the barrier once again. And before he could utter another plea, the sensation switched from pleasure to pain once more.
This time, as Jane puffed up her cheeks and blew air towards Robert, he felt as though someone were taking a blowtorch to his entire groin. White hot agony fried his nerves, but whereas real fire would kill the nerves eventually and leave only numbness, the illusory flames continued to burn him at peak sensation. Robert fell over again and thrashed like a mad man. He thought he would pass out. He didn’t. He thought he would throw up. Somehow, he didn’t. There was no release of any sort for him. He could only wait until the pain stopped. A few minutes later, it finally did, but this time, there was no pleasure to soothe him afterwards.
The girls watched Robert as he lay there, exhausted and frightened. They all had hard looks on their faces, watching him intently. They breathed calmly as they reigned in their desires to keep feeding him pain for the next whole week.
Finally, Robert struggled to lift himself back to his feet. “Please…” he whimpered. “I’m sorry… I’m so sorry… I’m a scumbag… I can’t… I’m so sorry.”
The three girls traded glances, then stood up and became visible to Robert. He immediately prostrated himself before them, babbling apologies over and over. They shared another look, and then Jane flicked her hand up, floating Robert upwards so he was standing prone again. Becky and Karen made tickling motions with their fingers as well, and Robert let out a shuddering whimper as he felt phantom fingers tracing and flicking along his cock, causing it to bounce in a ridiculous display of helpless reactions.
“You understand now what we can do to you Robert,” said Karen. “You understand that there are so many more things we could do to you to make you hurt.”
“Please…” Robert gasped, but Becky slapped him before he could say more.
“You used us, you piece of shit,” said Becky. “I fucking loved you, and you used me. Karen loved you, and you used her. And Jane…” Becky glanced to Jane.
“Oh, I didn’t love the stupid bastard, but I don’t appreciate being lied to,” said Jane. She leaned close to Robert. “Believe it or not, we’re not cruel people, Robert. But you know what they saw about a woman scorned.”
“What are you gunna do to me?” said Robert in a meek voice.
“Give you one last fuck,” said Jane. “The last fuck you’ll ever get in your life. After you wake up from this, you’ll be impotent. You’ll never get another erection, and you’ll never cum again. Well, not unless you can sucker some other mage into breaking our spells. But don’t expect anyone on our campus to do you that favor. Next get together we have, we’re spreading your picture to every mage and esper there.”
“No…” said Robert, tears falling down his eyes. “Please, don’t… no! I can’t… I need sex! I can’t live without it!”
The girls gathered around him, wrapping their arms around him without affection, a mockery of cuddling. “You’re going to have to,” said Karen. They began to move their hips in a slow grind. “Maybe then, you’ll realize how important it really is.”
Robert let out another gasp. The phantom pussy had taken hold of his cock again, only this time, the sensation was stronger than ever before. With every motion of their hips he felt the combined pleasure that all three girls could give him at once. All three of their pussies fucking him, their different rhythms and quirks overlapping, blending and parting in and out of synch, spiraling him to the point of orgasm and then beyond. Unable to cum, unable to pass out, unable to escape in any way, his senses fried and his mind roasted in pleasures too intense for a normal man to bear. Fucked and fucked and fucked forever, agonizing pleasure without end…
EPILOGUE
Robert awoke in his own bedroom, with no idea how long he’d been out. All he could remember was spending what seemed like an eternity in mind-rending pleasure, until eventually something snapped and he just shut down completely. And now, here he was. His entire body ached, but his balls in particular felt especially sore. He whipped the sheets away from his still naked body and winced at how dark and swollen his testicles were. Hesitantly, he reached to touch himself, and for a brief moment, was overjoyed that he could. That joy was short-lived; as he rubbed his flaccid cock, he was dismayed to find it didn’t respond. He could feel his fingers on his cock, but despite his desire to cum, despite how quickly his arousal flared up, the relentless teasing having given him a hair-trigger libido, his cock remained limp. It didn’t even twitch.
Robert lay back and cried.
***
Jane, Becky, and Karen sat at a coffee shop, looking a little sullen.
“Did we… should we really have done that?” said Becky. “I mean, he’s a total fucking douchebag, but… I never… I never thought I’d do something like that to a person.” She looked at her hands. “I mean… even ignoring the torture… to have this kind of power over someone…”
“I know,” said Karen. “I never really thought about it that way, either.” She turned to Jane. “And you? Are you okay with this?”
Jane shrugged. “I’ve punished a couple people before. Not, you know, with sex, but, I guess it’s all the same to me.” She sighed. “Look you two, I didn’t mean to make you do something you’ll regret, okay? If I got too carried away, I’m sorry. We can’t take back what we did, but, I dunno, we can undo that last curse if you guys really want. Although I really don’t think he deserves it.”
“No,” said Becky after some thought. “We did leave him that little loophole. He can suffer till he finally figures it out.”
“I wonder if he ever will?” said Karen. “Can you imagine? Guy like him, and now, he’ll only get to have sex again only when he finds a partner he genuinely cares about.” The three sighed a bit wistfully as they thought about it.
“Lucky bitch,” muttered Jane. The other two girls looked at her, and then, they all laughed. “Ah, well, more fish in the sea and all that, right?”
Becky and Karen nodded. With a grin Karen said, “And maybe next time, we shouldn’t be so shy about using our powers to enhance our fun.” She winked at the others, and they laughed again.
“Hear, hear,” said Becky, and they clinked their coffee cups together in a small toast to future successful relationships.