Sorority Auxiliary, Part 4C: Samantha
Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2011 11:55 pm
When we got there, we met Kristina, also looking a bit unsteady, supervised by Kari. He and I exchanged big grins, though we both walked very slowly and bowlegged. I realized he and I both knew the delightful sight, smell, and taste of pussy. He was still hard also, so I was pretty sure he’d passed his training as well. We gave each other high fives. I expected a rebuke at least, but the Sisters laughed. “Oral sex for us is mutually pleasing, isn’t it?” We both agreed.
I used the toilet after a rather long wait for my erection to subside enough for me to pee. I snugged my panties back up, tucking my softness inside. As I washed my face, Zoe came in with Susan. He rubbed his behind, and looked ruefully at me. Kristina and Kari had already gone downstairs. “Oh, I’m so sorry I failed,” said Zoe. “I had to get all stiff and frustrated again, and now try to pass my boob lesson with Sofia again. I think I’ll make it, but I’m way behind you. Did Kristina pass?”
“Yes. I hope you do well and catch up soon, Zoe.”
Veronica had me follow her downstairs. When she reached the living room, all the women and Kristina stood and applauded. They sang, “For she’s a jolly good screamer, for she’s a jolly good screamer, for she’s a jolly good screamer, that nobody can deny!” Everyone had a good laugh. Marci kissed Veronica and the pair stood together, arms around each other’s waists.
A few moments later, Susan and Zoe arrived. Susan reported that Zoe had remained hard throughout the session, which included spanking and a minor caning as he’d kept himself stimulated. “I also used my hand to help arouse and frustrate him. His ballsack is warm to the touch and very tender, so his balls wi ill be blue enough for the ceremony tonight.”
Veronica said, “Jenny continues be a very good trainee. She licked me all over my smooth behind and even inside a bit.” Several of the women beamed at this. My heart sank. I didn’t want to repeat that experience. “I brought him to the edge and gave him a slight dose of testicle pain. To his credit, he accepted this and said the lesson he learned was that he would do anything we asked and accept any pain we wished to inflict on him. I reminded him of our obligation to keep him from harm, however much we enjoyed his discomfort. He looked relieved.”
Everyone laughed and a few clapped.
“As I gather you heard, he performed very well indeed for a beginning cuntlapper. I wanted to test him, so I used my mouth to bring him as close as possible to the edge, closer than I’ve seen any male succeed in retaining his cum and erection. He cried with frustration and fear he’d be disqualified. His begging was so heartfelt that I helped him retain his jism with my hands. He was sooo grateful.”
“Way to go, Vanessa!” Attagirl!” “Whooo!” A chorus and clapping congratulated Vanessa. I thought I deserved some credit for passing the ordeal, but was unsurprised that my accomplishment went unrecognized. I treasured Vanessa’s compliments and her final, rewarding kiss.
Kari said, “Kristina also was an apt pupil. I brought him to the edge at the beginning of his session, and he soon gave me a very nice cum in my panties. He thanked me again and again for the anatomy lesson. He quickly learned to stimulate me the way I like and I enjoyed a second cum. He whimpered when I brought him to the edge and kept him there until his knees buckled. I noticed a tear in his eye there at the end and thrilled to hear him beg so desperately. Always eager to please, he followed my every direction and used his untrained lips and tongue to bring me to several cums. I think we all know I’m not the screamer Veronica is, but I felt wonderful then and I still do.”
Dorothea stood. “Let’s have a round of applause for our excellent trainers and successful trainees.” Applause and compliments followed. Kristina and I beamed, but Zoe’s smile was a bit rueful.
Zoe served us all refreshments and dutifully cleaned up. Daniela entered our accomplishments on the Sorority website. As the gathering broke up, Daniela told the three of us we had another hour to study.
“Mistress Daniela, I can’t possibly concentrate on my studies after what I’ve been through and what I anticipate. May I please have permission to update my Sorority Auxiliary journal instead?” I asked.
“Well, the time is built into your training schedule so you’ll have a break to allow you to regain a measure of sexual self control. How you use it is up to you.”
“Thank you, Mistress.”
I attempted to type my memories, but my impudent penis kept rising, my thoughts distracting me. I did get as far as describing my massage and breast training. Then I had a major, but predictable, distraction. Samantha sat down next to me and reached for my cock. She soon brought me to the edge once again, fixing her wicked grin on me. Definitely not the TCD I loved so much. This smile indicated she reveled in my predicament, desperately wanting to cum but more desperately determined not to. Fortunately, she didn’t test me nearly has hard as Veronica had. She let go and patted my cheek. “Soon, boy, soon,” she said. I barely noticed that other girls teased Kristina and Zoe.
I sighed as she strutted away, heels tapping, short skirt swinging across her thighs. I couldn’t take my eyes from her. She looked back over her shoulder at me and winked, then went through the hall to the kitchen.
I tried to resume my journal, and managed a few lines, describing how I’d given Marci her pantygasm, as I decided to call it.
I described Mistress Veronica’s dress and the very beginning of our time when Samantha returned with Sofia and Penelope. Sofia simply looked at Zoe and crooked her finger in the classic ‘come hither’ gesture. He saved his work and accompanied her. “I know my breasts are irresistable, but I do hope you’ll control your effusions this time. I’d hate for you to have to repeat the class a third time.”
The beautiful Penelope took Kristina to one side. He and I grinned at each other in anticipation. Samantha, to my great joy, came to me. She reached down and grasped my penis. “Save and shut down. I’m going to take your virginity.” She tugged me and I followed her upstairs eagerly. She wore a short, tight mini, high heeled sandals, and a halter top that gave her a hint of cleavage. Her blonde hair framed her face. Pulling me by the cock, she led me up two flights to the top floor and into her room. She had a double bed but it didn’t look like she had a roommate. Once again, I knelt in the waiting position before a beautiful woman, staring at her thighs.
“Bring yourself to the edge, Jenny, while I tell about how I’m going to take your virginity. I could take my time and have you demonstrate your new skills at pleasing a woman. However, I received a massage and a fuck very recently by one of the experienced servants. It was a very luxurious and satisfying session for me. No matter how good a learner you are, you won’t be up to that standard yet.
“I’m sure you’ve heard sex called ‘penetration.’ We don’t do that here. Can you guess why?”
“It seems too male oriented to be appropriate here, Mistress Samantha.” I spoke fast, my hands a blur as I pumped myself, close to the edge.
“That is correct. Instead we use the term ‘engulf’ or ‘engulfment,’ for that’s what we do. We engulf your cocks for our pleasure. Now, when the time comes, I will have you stimulate me, but for the most part I’ll engulf you in several positions so you’ll know what to do later — and have experience holding in your cum while I use you that way. For you’re not allowed to cum yet, not until one of us gives the word. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Mistress, I do,” I gasped. “I’ve reached the edge, as you told me to.” Listening to this beautiful woman I’d always thought unapproachable describe how she intended to use me sexually was extraordinarily arousing.
“Good. Hold it until I tell you to let go.”
My chest heaved as I gasped. I edged very easily, and it was hard to maintain.
Samantha stood and went to the armless chair by her desk. Turning it, she sat with her legs together. She patted her slim, bare thighs and said, “First, a spanking. I always spank a male before I use him.”
“Yes, Mistress. Thank you, Mistress.” To my surprise, I meant it. Spankings, now that I was used to them, were more fun than I’d ever imagined they’d be. I draped myself over her legs, tucking my penis between her warm legs.
Samantha spanked me moderately hard with her hand, tugging my panties down after a couple of minutes. Soon after that, the pain substantially increased when she applied a hairbrush. That hurt and I soon kicked my legs and gasped aloud.
“That hurts, doesn’t it, Jenny?”
“Yes, Mistress, it does. It stings and burns.”
“Good!” she said, striking me harder.
As I found with other spankings, squirming and bouncing helped keep me stiff. That’s part of what I liked about spankings.
Samantha stopped spanking me and ordered me to stand. She looked at my hardon with approval. “Well, you have a nice cock for me to fuck. Lie on the bed.”
Trembling with anticipation, dripping precum, I obeyed quickly.
“Play with yourself some more.” Samantha then tugged off her halter, revealing firm breasts, a bit more full than Marci’s, more like pouches to her cones. Her aureoles didn’t protrude, but her nipple was wider and longer than any i’d seen since arriving Friday.
As Samantha stepped out of her heels, removing her skirt, she said, “I will be totally naked, but you will retain your panties. You may touch me with your hands and lips anywhere you like, so long as you do so to impart pleasure to me. If I don’t care for your touch, you will hear of it, rest assured.” With that, she skimmed down her panties and climbed on the bed so fast I got no real look at her pussylips. She straddled my head, facing my feet and lowered her hips onto me. “Lick my pussy,” she commanded.
I had a brief view before her lips met mine. She was fully shaved and her inner lips hung outwards more than Marci’s or Veronica’s had. Then I tasted her wetness, and took in her slightly different aroma. I opened my mouth and licked her lips, soon sucking her big inner lips into my mouth.
Samantha swatted my hand away from my cock and stroked me, very slowly. “This is called face-sitting and I love doing it because the male is there for my pleasure and I have full control of his cock. I can do whatever I want with the emblem of maleness.” With that, she slapped it a couple of times, then resumed jerking me off. “Let me know when you’re on the edge.”
I sucked her pussy and slid my tongue to her lips. She tasted delicious. I reached up and fondled her breasts, which were not as firm as Marci’s but they filled my hands very nicely. “I’m on the edge, Samantha,” I mumbled as well as I could with my mouth so pleasantly occupied.
Samantha immediately slapped my cock, again and again, making it wave back and forth. I soon deflated under the assault. Oh, how these women deliberately alternated so many sensations. Still, I continued licking, my tongue finding her clit.
Samantha partly twisted and fished something out from under the pillow. She grasped my cockhead and pulled it up, a bit painfully. I felt something sliding down. I figured it was a condom. But when Samantha resumed stimulating my softness, we were still skin to skin. As I reinflated, I felt a burning tight pain near the base of my cock, not too bad, but noticeable. I inflated very quickly and seemed extra full and sensitive.
“I put a cockring on you. It makes you a bit bigger and harder, but the constriction gives you assistance in not cumming. You’re too overstimulated by now not to cum wildly when you first feel the inside of my pussy on your cockhead.”
“Thank you, Mistress,” I attempted to say, my mouth filled with her lips and juices. Wow, my prick felt so big and strong!
Samantha lifted her leg and switched her straddling position to face me, her feet on the bed, knees bent, her hips poised over my stiffie, waving about as I twitched. I saw my cockhead bigger than I’d ever seen it. Samantha grasped me at my base and pointed me straight up. With a big grin, mirrored by mine, she lowered her hips. This was i! I was to be engulfed at last!
Samantha’s lips touched my head, and she rubbed it on the outside of her sex, then up to her clit. I panted with excitement, staring at the sexy sight. A tiny twist of her hips, and my tip disappeared into her cunt. Oh, how good that felt!
She didn’t move, fixing my eyes with her gaze. Desperate to feel more, I thrust up. Samantha, with a laugh, rose as I did. Sighing, I dropped back, Samantha staying right with me. “Hold still and enjoy,” she said. She then rocked her hips back and forth a bit, but also up and down, taking in a tiny bit more than just my tip.
I wanted to feel the full engulfment! It felt so good even to have just my cockhead in her pussy. I reached the edge and whimpered in my effort to contain myself.
Samantha recognized my predicament and rose off me. “Poor boy, you want to cum so badly. But I’m sure you want to wait more. Just think. Soon, I’ll fully engulf you — unless you cum. So be sure to maintain control.”
I lay on the bed gasping, my eyes rolling from side to side. Finally, the urge receded and I breathed a bit more normally.
“Usually, when I take a boy to bed, I rock on his tip for a very long time, but you’re too close. I’ll have to speed things up from my usual practice.” With that, she lowered herself on me again, tucking me into her. She paused a moment with the tip in as before. I responded with a wide grin. Samantha then lowered herself onto my shaft slowly, letting me experience the full meaning of engulfment.
She took all of me in, I watched it! The place where her lips joined, hiding her clit, pressed against me. I was being fucked at last! “Oh, Mistress Samantha, thank you!”
She grinned back and then rode me up and down a couple of times. “Thrust up, and make sure your stomach presses into my clit area.”
Guess what? I rode the edge, but her command gave me enough to think about to distract me. I thrust up and tilted my hips toward her a bit, watching her anxiously. Did I do it right?
“Oh, yes, that’s it. I feel you inside and my clit is happy. That’s the way, Jenny, my slave.” She bounced up and down, giving me glimpses of my thick, wet prick alternating with her cunt pressed against me. I’d never imagined anything like that!
“Rub my clit with your thumb!”
I palmed her abdomen and let my thumb press against her.
“Ah, ah!” cried Samantha, clearly nearing orgasm.
Somehow, I wasn’t at the edge. I guess my concentration on her pleasure helped me maintain control. “Cum, Mistress Samantha, cum!” I cried out.
“Oh, yes! Yes!,” she yelled, hair tossing, eyes closed, hips riding up and down. “Ohhhh!” She held still, fully engulfing me, then opened her eyes. She raised her self from me, grinning, a definite TCD. I grinned back.
“You need time to recover, but I want to cum again.” She straddled me again, but moved up to lower her pussy to my lips.
I didn’t need to be told what to do. Now, I had experience. Me! I had a good idea how to make Samantha hum, and I did. She held the headboard for support and rocked back and forth, rasping her clit over my tongue tip. In a few moments, she managed to combine a moan and a growl and her hips ground into me more insistently.
“Ooooohhhhh! I love it!” Her pussy pressed into my face and I licked her clit as fast as I could as she climaxed yet again.
With a sigh, Samantha moved off me to one side, again favoring me with the TCD. I wanted more of those, it was such fun earning them. I felt precum dribble down my cock to my belly.
“Oh, I’m so glad you’re a fast learner, Jenny. That felt good. Now, for your next lesson, I’m going to teach you a new position for fucking. While you pleasure me that way, I’m going to give you certain information about the position we’re in and I’ll give you a quiz afterwards. I don’t want you to forget, while you’re pushing in and out, that you’re in school, taking a class in Applied Sexual Education.
“Roll on your side, facing the center of the bed, your back about a foot from the edge.”
Puzzled, I obeyed. My furrowed brow amused Samantha.
“Ha. I see you don’t know what I intend. Well, you’ll learn.” She lay on her side, her back to me and raised her leg. “Now take your cock in hand and press the tip against my pussylips. Don’t enter me until I tell you to.”
Curious and eager, I pressed myself against her. Her round, smooth buttcheeks against me thrilled me.
“Good. Now enter me slowly and with control.”
OK! I thought. I pressed myself into her, again feeling the tight, wet cuntlips around me. I reached my full depth and naturally began pumping my hips.
“This is a variation on the doggy position, in which the female is on all fours and the male enters her from behind. This position is highly favored by dominant males because they can spank a female while fucking her. I’m quite certain this position is one you’ll never experience. But the position allows stimulation of many parts of the female body. This variation allows similar access, but more for the pleasure of the female. Your thrusts are deep and you have access to my breasts and my clit, while your body feels good pressed against my ass. Avail yourself of the access provided and pleasure me.”
Throughout this rather pedantic speech, I kept thrusting my aroused cock, oversensitized as it was, in and out of the beautiful blonde. I reached under her neck and palmed a breast, wiggling my thumb over her nipple. I draped my other hand over her waist and found her clit with my fingertip, rolling and pressing against her most sensitive spot. Sure enough, Samantha started her pre-orgasmic gasps that were becoming familiar to me. I pumped in and out, in and out, faster and faster. I concentrated as well as I could on her breath and humping motions, trying desperately to distract myself from the edge I rode.
“Ahhhaaaa!” cried Samantha, her hips spasming back to me twice, very hard. Then, as before, she pulled away and my cock, brimming with suppressed cum, popped out of the warm, wet sheath. She turned, and we grinned at each other.
I panted from the effort and willed my muscles below to relax. When I caught my breath, I said, “Oh, Mistress Samantha, thank you so much for teaching me. I hope I pleased you, Mistress.”
“You did very well. That was a nice cum for me and you’re still obedient. Let me know when you’re ready for another lesson.”
A few more deep breaths and I felt ready for more. Learning to fuck was a lot of fun!
Samantha sat with her back against the headboard and had me lie between her spread legs. I gazed at her open pussy. Even her clit was exposed, she was so open.
“But first, your quiz. I know you were distracted by your cock thrusting into my pussy and my nice round ass rubbing into you, so I want to see if you paid any attention. For every right answer, you get a privilege and for every wrong answer, you get punished in a way I decide. What was the name of the position we just did?”
“It was a variation on doggy, Mistress.”
“Right! Fondle my breasts and make them feel good.”
I moved closer and held one tender breast in each hand, squeezing the roundness and tweaking the nipples. Samantha closed her eyes and sighed as she asked the next question. “What does regular doggy look like?”
“The woman is on all fours and the man is behind her, Mistress.”
“Correct! Keep going with one breast, but put two fingers in my slit.”
“Mistress, this is the best quiz I ever had!” I explored inside her and wriggled my fingers, eliciting a smile from Samantha.
“Who likes that position and why?”
“Dominant males who like to spank and fuck at the same time.”
“Excellent. Lick me until I tell you to stop.”
So I nuzzled right up to her, judging she was already turned on. I licked her, again reveling in the taste and smell of her wet pussy. In a minute or two, she moaned once again, pressing my head into her and twisting about as before. I grasped her ass to hold myself in place, wriggling my fingers and licking her clit, sucking it gently into my mouth. I couldn’t help myself, I humped the bed, barely aware I was doing so.
Samantha came once again, arching her back and crying out. When she was done, she tousled my hair. “You’ve become quite the little licker, Jenny. What a good pupil you are. Now for the last position I’ll teach you today.
“I’m sure you’ve heard of the missionary position, probably the most common way to do it in Western culture. Man on top. Many of us here do enjoy it a lot, so you’ll probably be privileged to provide this pleasure from time to time. Today, we’ll do a variation I truly love because it allows the male to be engulfed deeper than other ways. “With that, she rolled onto her back and grasped her ankles. “Climb aboard so I can fuck you, Jenny,” she invited me with a smile.
Grinning, I positioned my self and slowly slid into her. My chest rested on her calves. I loved being back in her sheath! My hips thrust back and forth. “Oh, Mistress, I love fucking!” I shouted. “I love watching you cum!”
Samantha grinned back at me, rocking back and forth. Her eyes shone and she gasped and grunted, again quickly approaching orgasm. I saw her control her edge, just as I controlled mine. “Don’t cum, don’t cum,” she muttered through clenched teeth. I think she meant both of us.
I saw the moment she yielded. Her eyes closed and her hip movements became desperately quick. She screamed, “Aaaaahhhooooooohhhhhhh!” and she gripped my asscheeks tight. I had a very hard time not following her over the edge. I imagined the face of an ugly, old, male politician. I clamped my Kegels. I told myself I lived to please my Mistress.
With a final spasm, Samantha opened her eyes, beaming. We gazed at each other with me murmuring, “Thank you, Mistress,” again and again.
“I’m not done with you yet, Jenny,” she said, moving her legs so they hugged my hips. She pulled my upper body to her by an arm hug, then, to my astonishment, rolled us over without my cock falling from between her pussylips. Quickly, she straddled me as she had at first and rode me fast and furious, panting already.
Startled, I realized I’d been flipped and laughed aloud. She was amazing! She ground her pussy on me, whipping my hardon back and forth. It almost hurt, but also felt incredibly wild. She growled, then screamed once again, throwing her head from side to side, blond hair billowing about her. I stared, mesmerized, pumping my hips up and down.
With a final wrench of her body and a moan, Samantha collapsed onto me, breathing heard.
I hugged her to me and gently ran my fingertips over her sweaty back. We panted and then she, like Veronica, kissed me briefly. I noticed how much my balls ached and spread my legs to give them relief from pressure.
I heard clapping! Samantha and I looked to the doorway and saw Veronica, Marci, and Elena crowded in the little hallway next to the closet. How long had they been there?
“Well, I hope you enjoyed the show,” said Samantha. “I had no idea you were there. Did you, Jenny?”
“Not ‘til they started clapping, Mistress.”
Everyone, including me laughed and spoke at once. “You two put on a great show.” “You sure taught him how to hump.” “That sort of training will last a lifetime.” I put in, “I’m so glad to do it for real at last.” Samantha tousled my hair and everyone laughed even more. The others joined us on the bed for a few moments of hugging and butt slaps for me.
Someone mentioned we had to go to dinner soon, and Samantha escorted me to one of the washrooms. Kristina had just arrived and Zoe came in a moment later. Kristina looked dazed, and I’m pretty sure I did also. Zoe had a big grin and a big hardon.
“Did you pass, Zoe?” I asked.
“Yes, Sofia’s breasts sure are terrific! Did you two get to do it? Did you cum?”
“Oh, I fucked at last. It was the best, and I barely managed not to cum,” said Kristina.
“Me, too. Incredible. I hope you catch up with us soon. You're going to love doing it,” I told Zoe.
We all soon went downstairs to the kitchen and dining room to get dinner ready. We had to set two extra plates, we were told.
As the meal started, we learned the honored guests were an anthropology professor and her hubette, as he was called. She was a Sister and he an Auxiliary member, just like us. His eyes remained downcast unless he was addressed directly by one of the females. Then he gave direct eye contact and spoke respectfully but expressed his opinions on politics. He was a full professor of Political Science.
As dinner ended, we served champagne. Several of the Sisters slapped us or fondled use gently as we poured. Dorothea called the meeting to order.
“Sisters and servants, this year’s Initiation Celebration is in session. First, I’d like to honor our successful recruiters.”
Samantha and Penelope stood. Dorothea complimented Samantha for recruiting two successful applicants and Penelope for Zoe.
“Stand if you had a direct part in the elimination contest or the training in the last two days.” Nearly all the Sisters stood and everyone applauded.
Finally, Dorothea called us to move to the foot of the table. “Welcome these new servants. Let us use them well!” We then received applause. “I believe our faculty liaison, Angelina Samson, has some remarks.”
The Anthropology professor, an attractive woman in her 40s, stood. “I attended this school and am one of the founding members of this Sorority. A generation before, women fought for equality in law and in the workplace. Some foolish women withdrew from the bedroom, thus denying their birthright. My generation fought to return to the bedroom, and to make the workplace free of sexual exploitation. The Anita Hill travesty occurred soon after we founded the Sorority.” She beamed with pride and indicated the Sisters with a sweeping gesture. “But today’s sisters seek to fully reclaim their birthright, the superiority of the female sex. You are so fortunate to have a full stable of servants, now joined by these three budding submissives. We had only one the first year and a total of nine by the end of my four years. In my day, we enjoyed them in the same ways you do, but not so frequently, alas.” She gazed with fondness at her hubette and touched the top of his head as he sat by her side, watching her respectfully. “One was so attentive to me and understood my needs so perfectly, that I took him into permanent service. I hope this happens for all of you new servants. Now, Susie, my hubette has asked permission to speak to you and I have granted this.”
She remained standing, joined by Susie. “My Mistress, my Superiors, new servants. The most important decision I ever made was to apply to join the TDK Sorority Auxiliary. I’ve never once felt a pang of regret, but only increasing joy. While a student, I served the ladies here as well as I could and I must say, it was jolly good fun. I was spanked, embarrassed, humiliated, teased and several times greatly satisfied by a number of gorgeous young women. The sexual skills I learned are now at my lady’s command, just as they should be. I am fulfilled by my service.
“Since Mistress accepted me, seventeen delightful years ago, I’ve not thought of being engulfed by another woman, though I’ve been commanded by Mistress to submit to several. My devotion to her is total. She, as a superior being, is under no such restriction, though I never doubt her devotion to me. Yes, I am a cuckold, and happy to be so. I’m certain she, with her love of novelty, will use the new servants tonight. Submit and please her well. Submission is the path to fulfillment. Yield to the Pussy Power.”
All the women chanted “Pussy Power,” and we three joined in enthusiastically.”
The meeting was adjourned to the main living room. We were told to leave the table as it was. All the women seemed eager to get on with the ceremony.
In the living room, three beds of the type we’d used the night before, thin mattress on frames that allowed us to be bound ankle and wrist, were arrayed in a semicircle. Dorothea stood within the arc and commanded, “Lie down with your heads toward me. Servant Zoe, lie on your stomach. Zoe was disobedient and unable to complete training. Therefore the back door is available for your pleasure.”
As I lay down, I spared a moment for Zoe. I caught his eye and tried to look sympathetic. He looked quite anxious. I was in the middle, uncertain whether that would make any difference. Elena knelt by each of us and tied our feet. Zoe’s hands were bound as well. She placed a pillow under our hips, raising us up.
Dorothea, quite beautiful above me, wearing a gown displaying one statuesque leg from a slit, said in her most formal voice, “Sisters and our esteemed Emerita, it is my distinct pleasure to present this year’s crop (Here she brandished a riding crop to general laughter.) of successful applicants to the Theluka Despozousa Koinonia, the Female Dominant Society, or TDK. They are presented for your inspection and trial. Use and enjoy, that’s what they’re here for.
“This one, Zoe, has not completed the day’s training due to an ejaculatory accident for which he’s paid most of the penalty. You are certainly free to chastise him further or to probe him. Do remember that these other two, Jenny and Kristina, lost their virginity only today and their balls are very blue. You all know the importance of their maintaing their control for the formal ceremony, so use them all with care.” I had no idea what she meant, but it sounded a bit ominous. I sure hoped I’d be given relief at the end of the day. I felt like I’d shoot a gallon of cum. “You may begin,” Dorothea concluded.
What followed sounds like a male fantasy, and much of it was very pleasurable, but so much happened so fast it was hard to take in. The first thing I noticed was Sofia straddling my head, lowering her pantiless slit as she squatted. Her pleated miniskirt covered me as I began licking, enjoying her taste. A hand (Sofia’s? I couldn’t tell.) stimulated my penis, then slapped it when It got hard. I heard giggles and moans from either side, so I realized Kristina and Zoe were treated the same.
“Let me have a turn, Sofia.” Sofia stood and I didn’t even see who took her place. About that time, I was distracted from the taste of the next woman by a mouth gobbling my penis, which throbbed back up to full stiffness. Just as the blowjob felt really good, the woman squatting on me rocked forward, commanding, “Rim me, rim me.” At least she was clean. What could I do but obey? I felt the woman’s rather large breasts and was not rebuffed. The blowjob abruptly ended and a moment later, I was engulfed. I didn’t even know who it was.
And so it went, one woman after another using my mouth or my cock, having me lick their lips or their pucker, slapping, tugging, twisting, sucking or fucking me at their whim, but never for more than a few seconds. The Sisters crowded around and laughed. I heard snatches of conversation. “Ride him, really grind on him.” “Kiss that ass!” “How does it feel?” I know I heard Zoe moan several times. Slaps and cries filled the air along with the women’s comments.
I heard the Ms Samson say, “Susie, welcome these two new boys.” A moment later, I felt a mouth take my erect penis. I glanced down between the legs of whomever sat on my face and saw I was indeed being sucked by the woman’s hubette. There was nothing I could do.
He left and someone sat on my stomach with her back to me, slapping my cock all soft. Again, I was erected by hands and lips, and again mounted, all too briefly.
I’m not sure how, but I sensed the room was more crowded. The activity slowed and I was not constantly used.
Dorothea’s voice rose above the general hubbub. “Ladies, finish taking your pleasure and we’ll reconvene.” In a few moments. the last two ladies riding me arose and adjusted their clothes. Some one untied me and told me to stand.
Rather unsteadily resuming my feet, I glanced around. The walls were lined, as it were, with panty clad males. I assumed these were our fellow-servants. Some of these men removed the mattresses while others set up a few extra folding chairs. The Anthropology professor and Dorothea stood by a table at one end of the room, facing the assembly, the women in the many easy chairs and couches, the male servants sitting or standing at the periphery. We three were told to kneel before the table, which was covered by a lumpy cloth, clearly hiding something.
Dorothea, in her most regal pose, wearing a floor-length, low cut gown, held a scepter in the form of a slender woman. Dorothea waved the scepter over the crowd, bestowing a blessing. “Ladies and servants, this year’s Servant Induction is hereby called to order. Have the Sisters found the new servants acceptable?”
Cheers and applause.
“If any have found these new servants to be inadequate, disobedient, or to display such a poor attitude as to call into question their fitness to server our exalted selves, speak now. “
Silence greeted this invitation, fortunately.
“Then we may proceed with the induction of servants Jenny, Kristina, and Zoe. Rise, servants, and face the audience.”
We three stood and turned around. Clapping and whistling greeted us. As the applause subsided, Dorothea resumed.
“These three have survived a weekend of the most severe sexual and submissive testing we Sisters of the Female Dominant Sorority have devised. They’ve been aroused, teased and frustrated by every one of their senses, repeatedly. They have endured spankings, pleadings, canings, and cock and ball torture. They held on, defeating twelve other applicants, without complaint, but in fact rendering us the thanks and worship we so richly deserve. Virgins this morning, two have completed their initial training and are now prepared to provide full sexual satisfaction in nearly any way, and of course they know better than to seek their own satisfaction.
“And now, I’m pleased to introduce Ms Angelina Samson, one of the sorority’s founders, who has some remarks.”
“Thank you, Dorothea. Sisters and servants, I am honored and pleased to once again address this induction. Members of the Sorority are now moving into places of power and influence throughout the land and even internationally. Similarly with members of the Auxiliary. Who would suspect that some of the leading males in our nation are secret sissies? My sisters, enjoy your new servants well, train them and use them. My hope is that you may, as I have, find a servant to devoted to you as to make him your lifelong, docile slave.
“To our new members of the Auxiliary, I admonish you to accept your years of service willingly, with an open heart as well as open orifices. The more you submit, the more fulfilling your life will be and the more desirable you’ll be to your Superiors. My hope for you is that you’ll be among the happy, fortunate majority of Auxiliary servants who are indeed chosen to continue their service after graduation. My you always remember your place.”
Applause again filled the air. Dorothea resumed command and spoke to us.
“Kneel again, facing me.”
“By the power vested in me as Mistress and President of this chapter of Theluka Despozousa Koinonia, I accept each of you as full members of the Sorority Auxiliary for the service and enjoyment of all present, past, and to be Sisters.”
With that, Dorothea touched each of our shoulders with the handle of her scepter, which I saw was in the shape of a penis and ballsack, upon the tip of which stood the carved woman.
When she was done, she bade us rise and face the audience. “I present to your for your approval our new servants, Jenny, Kristina, and Zoe. Take a bow.”
We bowed, smiling, to one final round of applause.
“There remains one last ritual tonight, the long awaited climax of the extreme teasing and denial these boys have endured. Ladies, you know your jobs.”
I felt a flood of relief. Climax at last! My last was yesterday morning in Veronica’s warm mouth. My cock felt raw and my balls ached constantly, however I stood or walked. How would it happen tonight?
Smiling seductively, Veronica, Sofia, and Elena came toward us. These ladies, much to my surprise, knelt in front of us and began stimulating us. Veronica was again my tormentress, with Sofia continuing her bewitching of Zoe, and Elena working her magic on Kristina.
Soon, all three girls said, “Hard!” “Stiffie!” “Erectomucho!”
“Tell the girls when you’re at the edge, boys,” instructed Dorothea. “You do not have permission to cum.” I figured they wanted us to visibly spray at the same time. I kept holding it in. Several girls crowded around, pressing against our backs to get a better view.
Again, we were just about simultaneous saying, “Edging, Mistress.”
“Hold it, boys, hold it,” admonished Dorothea. All of us grunted and gasped, holding in our massive loads of cum.
Cold! Deep, biting cold! I flinched back but was prevented by the press of female bodies behind me. An ice pack was pressed to my tortured, throbbing cock. “Auuughh!!!” I screamed, shocked. My cock went limp instantly, and I felt Veronica still holding it and pulling it awkwardly. I heard a click and Veronica, beaming her TCD, “Now you’re all ours, Jenny.”
I looked down, and to my horror beheld my cock in a clear, formfitting cage secured by a tiny lock! Nearly panicking, glanced around. Kristina and Zoe met my eyes with similarly despairing stares.
“Well, boys, we can’t have you go back to your dorms and get the relief you so desperately want. You are truly under our power. The locks are small but electronic, unpickable. We now control all your sexual pleasure, just as it should be between the sexes.”
Tears came to my eyes and trickled down my face. I was distraught. “No, you can’t!” The other new servants spoke similarly.
“We just did,” Veronica reminded us. “Don’t worry in time you’ll come to appreciate our wisdom in taking such a degree of control. Remember, all the sisters want you to submit to this, so you’re being good servants to do so. You probably didn’t think you’d come to like spankings, but I know you do now. It won’t be long before you’re very glad you have your chastity device. Remember, chastity is not celibacy. It simply means you’ll have sex only when we want, which you already agreed to.”
I sighed and accepted my lot. I had agreed to it and had come to enjoy nearly every way the ladies used me. Perhaps I would understand. But I still wanted desperately to cum! One thing I learned was that for every pleasure they imparted, the ladies would exact a big price.
We again had to stand before the assembly, showing our caged penises, our precum-stained panties tightly stretched above our knees. Utterly humiliating.
To a final round of applause, Dorothea adjourned the meeting.
We accompanied Daniela to the room under the stairs. As we crossed the living room, I noticed Ms Samson taking one of the male servants toward the stairs, and that her hubette was kneeling at Susan’s feet. Other Sisters claimed the other males in various pairings and other combinations.
Daniela saw us watching and said, “Yes, it will probably be an all night sexfest here, but not for our new servants.” By now, we were in the room. Daniela instructed us on the care of our caged penises and we inspected each other to get a better idea how we could pee. We were very subdued. Daniela indicated we should get dressed, then escorted us to the main door. She gave us slips of paper with the day of our first service. I was to report back on Wednesday at 4:00 PM.
We didn’t talk much on the way back to our dorm rooms. We were all in a sort of shock, still walking like cowboys, favoring our still-aching balls, as well as unused to the added bulk of our cages.
I had a very hard time falling asleep and was groggy all Monday, not to mention that my balls still ached a bit until I awoke Tuesday morning.
I used the toilet after a rather long wait for my erection to subside enough for me to pee. I snugged my panties back up, tucking my softness inside. As I washed my face, Zoe came in with Susan. He rubbed his behind, and looked ruefully at me. Kristina and Kari had already gone downstairs. “Oh, I’m so sorry I failed,” said Zoe. “I had to get all stiff and frustrated again, and now try to pass my boob lesson with Sofia again. I think I’ll make it, but I’m way behind you. Did Kristina pass?”
“Yes. I hope you do well and catch up soon, Zoe.”
Veronica had me follow her downstairs. When she reached the living room, all the women and Kristina stood and applauded. They sang, “For she’s a jolly good screamer, for she’s a jolly good screamer, for she’s a jolly good screamer, that nobody can deny!” Everyone had a good laugh. Marci kissed Veronica and the pair stood together, arms around each other’s waists.
A few moments later, Susan and Zoe arrived. Susan reported that Zoe had remained hard throughout the session, which included spanking and a minor caning as he’d kept himself stimulated. “I also used my hand to help arouse and frustrate him. His ballsack is warm to the touch and very tender, so his balls wi ill be blue enough for the ceremony tonight.”
Veronica said, “Jenny continues be a very good trainee. She licked me all over my smooth behind and even inside a bit.” Several of the women beamed at this. My heart sank. I didn’t want to repeat that experience. “I brought him to the edge and gave him a slight dose of testicle pain. To his credit, he accepted this and said the lesson he learned was that he would do anything we asked and accept any pain we wished to inflict on him. I reminded him of our obligation to keep him from harm, however much we enjoyed his discomfort. He looked relieved.”
Everyone laughed and a few clapped.
“As I gather you heard, he performed very well indeed for a beginning cuntlapper. I wanted to test him, so I used my mouth to bring him as close as possible to the edge, closer than I’ve seen any male succeed in retaining his cum and erection. He cried with frustration and fear he’d be disqualified. His begging was so heartfelt that I helped him retain his jism with my hands. He was sooo grateful.”
“Way to go, Vanessa!” Attagirl!” “Whooo!” A chorus and clapping congratulated Vanessa. I thought I deserved some credit for passing the ordeal, but was unsurprised that my accomplishment went unrecognized. I treasured Vanessa’s compliments and her final, rewarding kiss.
Kari said, “Kristina also was an apt pupil. I brought him to the edge at the beginning of his session, and he soon gave me a very nice cum in my panties. He thanked me again and again for the anatomy lesson. He quickly learned to stimulate me the way I like and I enjoyed a second cum. He whimpered when I brought him to the edge and kept him there until his knees buckled. I noticed a tear in his eye there at the end and thrilled to hear him beg so desperately. Always eager to please, he followed my every direction and used his untrained lips and tongue to bring me to several cums. I think we all know I’m not the screamer Veronica is, but I felt wonderful then and I still do.”
Dorothea stood. “Let’s have a round of applause for our excellent trainers and successful trainees.” Applause and compliments followed. Kristina and I beamed, but Zoe’s smile was a bit rueful.
Zoe served us all refreshments and dutifully cleaned up. Daniela entered our accomplishments on the Sorority website. As the gathering broke up, Daniela told the three of us we had another hour to study.
“Mistress Daniela, I can’t possibly concentrate on my studies after what I’ve been through and what I anticipate. May I please have permission to update my Sorority Auxiliary journal instead?” I asked.
“Well, the time is built into your training schedule so you’ll have a break to allow you to regain a measure of sexual self control. How you use it is up to you.”
“Thank you, Mistress.”
I attempted to type my memories, but my impudent penis kept rising, my thoughts distracting me. I did get as far as describing my massage and breast training. Then I had a major, but predictable, distraction. Samantha sat down next to me and reached for my cock. She soon brought me to the edge once again, fixing her wicked grin on me. Definitely not the TCD I loved so much. This smile indicated she reveled in my predicament, desperately wanting to cum but more desperately determined not to. Fortunately, she didn’t test me nearly has hard as Veronica had. She let go and patted my cheek. “Soon, boy, soon,” she said. I barely noticed that other girls teased Kristina and Zoe.
I sighed as she strutted away, heels tapping, short skirt swinging across her thighs. I couldn’t take my eyes from her. She looked back over her shoulder at me and winked, then went through the hall to the kitchen.
I tried to resume my journal, and managed a few lines, describing how I’d given Marci her pantygasm, as I decided to call it.
I described Mistress Veronica’s dress and the very beginning of our time when Samantha returned with Sofia and Penelope. Sofia simply looked at Zoe and crooked her finger in the classic ‘come hither’ gesture. He saved his work and accompanied her. “I know my breasts are irresistable, but I do hope you’ll control your effusions this time. I’d hate for you to have to repeat the class a third time.”
The beautiful Penelope took Kristina to one side. He and I grinned at each other in anticipation. Samantha, to my great joy, came to me. She reached down and grasped my penis. “Save and shut down. I’m going to take your virginity.” She tugged me and I followed her upstairs eagerly. She wore a short, tight mini, high heeled sandals, and a halter top that gave her a hint of cleavage. Her blonde hair framed her face. Pulling me by the cock, she led me up two flights to the top floor and into her room. She had a double bed but it didn’t look like she had a roommate. Once again, I knelt in the waiting position before a beautiful woman, staring at her thighs.
“Bring yourself to the edge, Jenny, while I tell about how I’m going to take your virginity. I could take my time and have you demonstrate your new skills at pleasing a woman. However, I received a massage and a fuck very recently by one of the experienced servants. It was a very luxurious and satisfying session for me. No matter how good a learner you are, you won’t be up to that standard yet.
“I’m sure you’ve heard sex called ‘penetration.’ We don’t do that here. Can you guess why?”
“It seems too male oriented to be appropriate here, Mistress Samantha.” I spoke fast, my hands a blur as I pumped myself, close to the edge.
“That is correct. Instead we use the term ‘engulf’ or ‘engulfment,’ for that’s what we do. We engulf your cocks for our pleasure. Now, when the time comes, I will have you stimulate me, but for the most part I’ll engulf you in several positions so you’ll know what to do later — and have experience holding in your cum while I use you that way. For you’re not allowed to cum yet, not until one of us gives the word. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Mistress, I do,” I gasped. “I’ve reached the edge, as you told me to.” Listening to this beautiful woman I’d always thought unapproachable describe how she intended to use me sexually was extraordinarily arousing.
“Good. Hold it until I tell you to let go.”
My chest heaved as I gasped. I edged very easily, and it was hard to maintain.
Samantha stood and went to the armless chair by her desk. Turning it, she sat with her legs together. She patted her slim, bare thighs and said, “First, a spanking. I always spank a male before I use him.”
“Yes, Mistress. Thank you, Mistress.” To my surprise, I meant it. Spankings, now that I was used to them, were more fun than I’d ever imagined they’d be. I draped myself over her legs, tucking my penis between her warm legs.
Samantha spanked me moderately hard with her hand, tugging my panties down after a couple of minutes. Soon after that, the pain substantially increased when she applied a hairbrush. That hurt and I soon kicked my legs and gasped aloud.
“That hurts, doesn’t it, Jenny?”
“Yes, Mistress, it does. It stings and burns.”
“Good!” she said, striking me harder.
As I found with other spankings, squirming and bouncing helped keep me stiff. That’s part of what I liked about spankings.
Samantha stopped spanking me and ordered me to stand. She looked at my hardon with approval. “Well, you have a nice cock for me to fuck. Lie on the bed.”
Trembling with anticipation, dripping precum, I obeyed quickly.
“Play with yourself some more.” Samantha then tugged off her halter, revealing firm breasts, a bit more full than Marci’s, more like pouches to her cones. Her aureoles didn’t protrude, but her nipple was wider and longer than any i’d seen since arriving Friday.
As Samantha stepped out of her heels, removing her skirt, she said, “I will be totally naked, but you will retain your panties. You may touch me with your hands and lips anywhere you like, so long as you do so to impart pleasure to me. If I don’t care for your touch, you will hear of it, rest assured.” With that, she skimmed down her panties and climbed on the bed so fast I got no real look at her pussylips. She straddled my head, facing my feet and lowered her hips onto me. “Lick my pussy,” she commanded.
I had a brief view before her lips met mine. She was fully shaved and her inner lips hung outwards more than Marci’s or Veronica’s had. Then I tasted her wetness, and took in her slightly different aroma. I opened my mouth and licked her lips, soon sucking her big inner lips into my mouth.
Samantha swatted my hand away from my cock and stroked me, very slowly. “This is called face-sitting and I love doing it because the male is there for my pleasure and I have full control of his cock. I can do whatever I want with the emblem of maleness.” With that, she slapped it a couple of times, then resumed jerking me off. “Let me know when you’re on the edge.”
I sucked her pussy and slid my tongue to her lips. She tasted delicious. I reached up and fondled her breasts, which were not as firm as Marci’s but they filled my hands very nicely. “I’m on the edge, Samantha,” I mumbled as well as I could with my mouth so pleasantly occupied.
Samantha immediately slapped my cock, again and again, making it wave back and forth. I soon deflated under the assault. Oh, how these women deliberately alternated so many sensations. Still, I continued licking, my tongue finding her clit.
Samantha partly twisted and fished something out from under the pillow. She grasped my cockhead and pulled it up, a bit painfully. I felt something sliding down. I figured it was a condom. But when Samantha resumed stimulating my softness, we were still skin to skin. As I reinflated, I felt a burning tight pain near the base of my cock, not too bad, but noticeable. I inflated very quickly and seemed extra full and sensitive.
“I put a cockring on you. It makes you a bit bigger and harder, but the constriction gives you assistance in not cumming. You’re too overstimulated by now not to cum wildly when you first feel the inside of my pussy on your cockhead.”
“Thank you, Mistress,” I attempted to say, my mouth filled with her lips and juices. Wow, my prick felt so big and strong!
Samantha lifted her leg and switched her straddling position to face me, her feet on the bed, knees bent, her hips poised over my stiffie, waving about as I twitched. I saw my cockhead bigger than I’d ever seen it. Samantha grasped me at my base and pointed me straight up. With a big grin, mirrored by mine, she lowered her hips. This was i! I was to be engulfed at last!
Samantha’s lips touched my head, and she rubbed it on the outside of her sex, then up to her clit. I panted with excitement, staring at the sexy sight. A tiny twist of her hips, and my tip disappeared into her cunt. Oh, how good that felt!
She didn’t move, fixing my eyes with her gaze. Desperate to feel more, I thrust up. Samantha, with a laugh, rose as I did. Sighing, I dropped back, Samantha staying right with me. “Hold still and enjoy,” she said. She then rocked her hips back and forth a bit, but also up and down, taking in a tiny bit more than just my tip.
I wanted to feel the full engulfment! It felt so good even to have just my cockhead in her pussy. I reached the edge and whimpered in my effort to contain myself.
Samantha recognized my predicament and rose off me. “Poor boy, you want to cum so badly. But I’m sure you want to wait more. Just think. Soon, I’ll fully engulf you — unless you cum. So be sure to maintain control.”
I lay on the bed gasping, my eyes rolling from side to side. Finally, the urge receded and I breathed a bit more normally.
“Usually, when I take a boy to bed, I rock on his tip for a very long time, but you’re too close. I’ll have to speed things up from my usual practice.” With that, she lowered herself on me again, tucking me into her. She paused a moment with the tip in as before. I responded with a wide grin. Samantha then lowered herself onto my shaft slowly, letting me experience the full meaning of engulfment.
She took all of me in, I watched it! The place where her lips joined, hiding her clit, pressed against me. I was being fucked at last! “Oh, Mistress Samantha, thank you!”
She grinned back and then rode me up and down a couple of times. “Thrust up, and make sure your stomach presses into my clit area.”
Guess what? I rode the edge, but her command gave me enough to think about to distract me. I thrust up and tilted my hips toward her a bit, watching her anxiously. Did I do it right?
“Oh, yes, that’s it. I feel you inside and my clit is happy. That’s the way, Jenny, my slave.” She bounced up and down, giving me glimpses of my thick, wet prick alternating with her cunt pressed against me. I’d never imagined anything like that!
“Rub my clit with your thumb!”
I palmed her abdomen and let my thumb press against her.
“Ah, ah!” cried Samantha, clearly nearing orgasm.
Somehow, I wasn’t at the edge. I guess my concentration on her pleasure helped me maintain control. “Cum, Mistress Samantha, cum!” I cried out.
“Oh, yes! Yes!,” she yelled, hair tossing, eyes closed, hips riding up and down. “Ohhhh!” She held still, fully engulfing me, then opened her eyes. She raised her self from me, grinning, a definite TCD. I grinned back.
“You need time to recover, but I want to cum again.” She straddled me again, but moved up to lower her pussy to my lips.
I didn’t need to be told what to do. Now, I had experience. Me! I had a good idea how to make Samantha hum, and I did. She held the headboard for support and rocked back and forth, rasping her clit over my tongue tip. In a few moments, she managed to combine a moan and a growl and her hips ground into me more insistently.
“Ooooohhhhh! I love it!” Her pussy pressed into my face and I licked her clit as fast as I could as she climaxed yet again.
With a sigh, Samantha moved off me to one side, again favoring me with the TCD. I wanted more of those, it was such fun earning them. I felt precum dribble down my cock to my belly.
“Oh, I’m so glad you’re a fast learner, Jenny. That felt good. Now, for your next lesson, I’m going to teach you a new position for fucking. While you pleasure me that way, I’m going to give you certain information about the position we’re in and I’ll give you a quiz afterwards. I don’t want you to forget, while you’re pushing in and out, that you’re in school, taking a class in Applied Sexual Education.
“Roll on your side, facing the center of the bed, your back about a foot from the edge.”
Puzzled, I obeyed. My furrowed brow amused Samantha.
“Ha. I see you don’t know what I intend. Well, you’ll learn.” She lay on her side, her back to me and raised her leg. “Now take your cock in hand and press the tip against my pussylips. Don’t enter me until I tell you to.”
Curious and eager, I pressed myself against her. Her round, smooth buttcheeks against me thrilled me.
“Good. Now enter me slowly and with control.”
OK! I thought. I pressed myself into her, again feeling the tight, wet cuntlips around me. I reached my full depth and naturally began pumping my hips.
“This is a variation on the doggy position, in which the female is on all fours and the male enters her from behind. This position is highly favored by dominant males because they can spank a female while fucking her. I’m quite certain this position is one you’ll never experience. But the position allows stimulation of many parts of the female body. This variation allows similar access, but more for the pleasure of the female. Your thrusts are deep and you have access to my breasts and my clit, while your body feels good pressed against my ass. Avail yourself of the access provided and pleasure me.”
Throughout this rather pedantic speech, I kept thrusting my aroused cock, oversensitized as it was, in and out of the beautiful blonde. I reached under her neck and palmed a breast, wiggling my thumb over her nipple. I draped my other hand over her waist and found her clit with my fingertip, rolling and pressing against her most sensitive spot. Sure enough, Samantha started her pre-orgasmic gasps that were becoming familiar to me. I pumped in and out, in and out, faster and faster. I concentrated as well as I could on her breath and humping motions, trying desperately to distract myself from the edge I rode.
“Ahhhaaaa!” cried Samantha, her hips spasming back to me twice, very hard. Then, as before, she pulled away and my cock, brimming with suppressed cum, popped out of the warm, wet sheath. She turned, and we grinned at each other.
I panted from the effort and willed my muscles below to relax. When I caught my breath, I said, “Oh, Mistress Samantha, thank you so much for teaching me. I hope I pleased you, Mistress.”
“You did very well. That was a nice cum for me and you’re still obedient. Let me know when you’re ready for another lesson.”
A few more deep breaths and I felt ready for more. Learning to fuck was a lot of fun!
Samantha sat with her back against the headboard and had me lie between her spread legs. I gazed at her open pussy. Even her clit was exposed, she was so open.
“But first, your quiz. I know you were distracted by your cock thrusting into my pussy and my nice round ass rubbing into you, so I want to see if you paid any attention. For every right answer, you get a privilege and for every wrong answer, you get punished in a way I decide. What was the name of the position we just did?”
“It was a variation on doggy, Mistress.”
“Right! Fondle my breasts and make them feel good.”
I moved closer and held one tender breast in each hand, squeezing the roundness and tweaking the nipples. Samantha closed her eyes and sighed as she asked the next question. “What does regular doggy look like?”
“The woman is on all fours and the man is behind her, Mistress.”
“Correct! Keep going with one breast, but put two fingers in my slit.”
“Mistress, this is the best quiz I ever had!” I explored inside her and wriggled my fingers, eliciting a smile from Samantha.
“Who likes that position and why?”
“Dominant males who like to spank and fuck at the same time.”
“Excellent. Lick me until I tell you to stop.”
So I nuzzled right up to her, judging she was already turned on. I licked her, again reveling in the taste and smell of her wet pussy. In a minute or two, she moaned once again, pressing my head into her and twisting about as before. I grasped her ass to hold myself in place, wriggling my fingers and licking her clit, sucking it gently into my mouth. I couldn’t help myself, I humped the bed, barely aware I was doing so.
Samantha came once again, arching her back and crying out. When she was done, she tousled my hair. “You’ve become quite the little licker, Jenny. What a good pupil you are. Now for the last position I’ll teach you today.
“I’m sure you’ve heard of the missionary position, probably the most common way to do it in Western culture. Man on top. Many of us here do enjoy it a lot, so you’ll probably be privileged to provide this pleasure from time to time. Today, we’ll do a variation I truly love because it allows the male to be engulfed deeper than other ways. “With that, she rolled onto her back and grasped her ankles. “Climb aboard so I can fuck you, Jenny,” she invited me with a smile.
Grinning, I positioned my self and slowly slid into her. My chest rested on her calves. I loved being back in her sheath! My hips thrust back and forth. “Oh, Mistress, I love fucking!” I shouted. “I love watching you cum!”
Samantha grinned back at me, rocking back and forth. Her eyes shone and she gasped and grunted, again quickly approaching orgasm. I saw her control her edge, just as I controlled mine. “Don’t cum, don’t cum,” she muttered through clenched teeth. I think she meant both of us.
I saw the moment she yielded. Her eyes closed and her hip movements became desperately quick. She screamed, “Aaaaahhhooooooohhhhhhh!” and she gripped my asscheeks tight. I had a very hard time not following her over the edge. I imagined the face of an ugly, old, male politician. I clamped my Kegels. I told myself I lived to please my Mistress.
With a final spasm, Samantha opened her eyes, beaming. We gazed at each other with me murmuring, “Thank you, Mistress,” again and again.
“I’m not done with you yet, Jenny,” she said, moving her legs so they hugged my hips. She pulled my upper body to her by an arm hug, then, to my astonishment, rolled us over without my cock falling from between her pussylips. Quickly, she straddled me as she had at first and rode me fast and furious, panting already.
Startled, I realized I’d been flipped and laughed aloud. She was amazing! She ground her pussy on me, whipping my hardon back and forth. It almost hurt, but also felt incredibly wild. She growled, then screamed once again, throwing her head from side to side, blond hair billowing about her. I stared, mesmerized, pumping my hips up and down.
With a final wrench of her body and a moan, Samantha collapsed onto me, breathing heard.
I hugged her to me and gently ran my fingertips over her sweaty back. We panted and then she, like Veronica, kissed me briefly. I noticed how much my balls ached and spread my legs to give them relief from pressure.
I heard clapping! Samantha and I looked to the doorway and saw Veronica, Marci, and Elena crowded in the little hallway next to the closet. How long had they been there?
“Well, I hope you enjoyed the show,” said Samantha. “I had no idea you were there. Did you, Jenny?”
“Not ‘til they started clapping, Mistress.”
Everyone, including me laughed and spoke at once. “You two put on a great show.” “You sure taught him how to hump.” “That sort of training will last a lifetime.” I put in, “I’m so glad to do it for real at last.” Samantha tousled my hair and everyone laughed even more. The others joined us on the bed for a few moments of hugging and butt slaps for me.
Someone mentioned we had to go to dinner soon, and Samantha escorted me to one of the washrooms. Kristina had just arrived and Zoe came in a moment later. Kristina looked dazed, and I’m pretty sure I did also. Zoe had a big grin and a big hardon.
“Did you pass, Zoe?” I asked.
“Yes, Sofia’s breasts sure are terrific! Did you two get to do it? Did you cum?”
“Oh, I fucked at last. It was the best, and I barely managed not to cum,” said Kristina.
“Me, too. Incredible. I hope you catch up with us soon. You're going to love doing it,” I told Zoe.
We all soon went downstairs to the kitchen and dining room to get dinner ready. We had to set two extra plates, we were told.
As the meal started, we learned the honored guests were an anthropology professor and her hubette, as he was called. She was a Sister and he an Auxiliary member, just like us. His eyes remained downcast unless he was addressed directly by one of the females. Then he gave direct eye contact and spoke respectfully but expressed his opinions on politics. He was a full professor of Political Science.
As dinner ended, we served champagne. Several of the Sisters slapped us or fondled use gently as we poured. Dorothea called the meeting to order.
“Sisters and servants, this year’s Initiation Celebration is in session. First, I’d like to honor our successful recruiters.”
Samantha and Penelope stood. Dorothea complimented Samantha for recruiting two successful applicants and Penelope for Zoe.
“Stand if you had a direct part in the elimination contest or the training in the last two days.” Nearly all the Sisters stood and everyone applauded.
Finally, Dorothea called us to move to the foot of the table. “Welcome these new servants. Let us use them well!” We then received applause. “I believe our faculty liaison, Angelina Samson, has some remarks.”
The Anthropology professor, an attractive woman in her 40s, stood. “I attended this school and am one of the founding members of this Sorority. A generation before, women fought for equality in law and in the workplace. Some foolish women withdrew from the bedroom, thus denying their birthright. My generation fought to return to the bedroom, and to make the workplace free of sexual exploitation. The Anita Hill travesty occurred soon after we founded the Sorority.” She beamed with pride and indicated the Sisters with a sweeping gesture. “But today’s sisters seek to fully reclaim their birthright, the superiority of the female sex. You are so fortunate to have a full stable of servants, now joined by these three budding submissives. We had only one the first year and a total of nine by the end of my four years. In my day, we enjoyed them in the same ways you do, but not so frequently, alas.” She gazed with fondness at her hubette and touched the top of his head as he sat by her side, watching her respectfully. “One was so attentive to me and understood my needs so perfectly, that I took him into permanent service. I hope this happens for all of you new servants. Now, Susie, my hubette has asked permission to speak to you and I have granted this.”
She remained standing, joined by Susie. “My Mistress, my Superiors, new servants. The most important decision I ever made was to apply to join the TDK Sorority Auxiliary. I’ve never once felt a pang of regret, but only increasing joy. While a student, I served the ladies here as well as I could and I must say, it was jolly good fun. I was spanked, embarrassed, humiliated, teased and several times greatly satisfied by a number of gorgeous young women. The sexual skills I learned are now at my lady’s command, just as they should be. I am fulfilled by my service.
“Since Mistress accepted me, seventeen delightful years ago, I’ve not thought of being engulfed by another woman, though I’ve been commanded by Mistress to submit to several. My devotion to her is total. She, as a superior being, is under no such restriction, though I never doubt her devotion to me. Yes, I am a cuckold, and happy to be so. I’m certain she, with her love of novelty, will use the new servants tonight. Submit and please her well. Submission is the path to fulfillment. Yield to the Pussy Power.”
All the women chanted “Pussy Power,” and we three joined in enthusiastically.”
The meeting was adjourned to the main living room. We were told to leave the table as it was. All the women seemed eager to get on with the ceremony.
In the living room, three beds of the type we’d used the night before, thin mattress on frames that allowed us to be bound ankle and wrist, were arrayed in a semicircle. Dorothea stood within the arc and commanded, “Lie down with your heads toward me. Servant Zoe, lie on your stomach. Zoe was disobedient and unable to complete training. Therefore the back door is available for your pleasure.”
As I lay down, I spared a moment for Zoe. I caught his eye and tried to look sympathetic. He looked quite anxious. I was in the middle, uncertain whether that would make any difference. Elena knelt by each of us and tied our feet. Zoe’s hands were bound as well. She placed a pillow under our hips, raising us up.
Dorothea, quite beautiful above me, wearing a gown displaying one statuesque leg from a slit, said in her most formal voice, “Sisters and our esteemed Emerita, it is my distinct pleasure to present this year’s crop (Here she brandished a riding crop to general laughter.) of successful applicants to the Theluka Despozousa Koinonia, the Female Dominant Society, or TDK. They are presented for your inspection and trial. Use and enjoy, that’s what they’re here for.
“This one, Zoe, has not completed the day’s training due to an ejaculatory accident for which he’s paid most of the penalty. You are certainly free to chastise him further or to probe him. Do remember that these other two, Jenny and Kristina, lost their virginity only today and their balls are very blue. You all know the importance of their maintaing their control for the formal ceremony, so use them all with care.” I had no idea what she meant, but it sounded a bit ominous. I sure hoped I’d be given relief at the end of the day. I felt like I’d shoot a gallon of cum. “You may begin,” Dorothea concluded.
What followed sounds like a male fantasy, and much of it was very pleasurable, but so much happened so fast it was hard to take in. The first thing I noticed was Sofia straddling my head, lowering her pantiless slit as she squatted. Her pleated miniskirt covered me as I began licking, enjoying her taste. A hand (Sofia’s? I couldn’t tell.) stimulated my penis, then slapped it when It got hard. I heard giggles and moans from either side, so I realized Kristina and Zoe were treated the same.
“Let me have a turn, Sofia.” Sofia stood and I didn’t even see who took her place. About that time, I was distracted from the taste of the next woman by a mouth gobbling my penis, which throbbed back up to full stiffness. Just as the blowjob felt really good, the woman squatting on me rocked forward, commanding, “Rim me, rim me.” At least she was clean. What could I do but obey? I felt the woman’s rather large breasts and was not rebuffed. The blowjob abruptly ended and a moment later, I was engulfed. I didn’t even know who it was.
And so it went, one woman after another using my mouth or my cock, having me lick their lips or their pucker, slapping, tugging, twisting, sucking or fucking me at their whim, but never for more than a few seconds. The Sisters crowded around and laughed. I heard snatches of conversation. “Ride him, really grind on him.” “Kiss that ass!” “How does it feel?” I know I heard Zoe moan several times. Slaps and cries filled the air along with the women’s comments.
I heard the Ms Samson say, “Susie, welcome these two new boys.” A moment later, I felt a mouth take my erect penis. I glanced down between the legs of whomever sat on my face and saw I was indeed being sucked by the woman’s hubette. There was nothing I could do.
He left and someone sat on my stomach with her back to me, slapping my cock all soft. Again, I was erected by hands and lips, and again mounted, all too briefly.
I’m not sure how, but I sensed the room was more crowded. The activity slowed and I was not constantly used.
Dorothea’s voice rose above the general hubbub. “Ladies, finish taking your pleasure and we’ll reconvene.” In a few moments. the last two ladies riding me arose and adjusted their clothes. Some one untied me and told me to stand.
Rather unsteadily resuming my feet, I glanced around. The walls were lined, as it were, with panty clad males. I assumed these were our fellow-servants. Some of these men removed the mattresses while others set up a few extra folding chairs. The Anthropology professor and Dorothea stood by a table at one end of the room, facing the assembly, the women in the many easy chairs and couches, the male servants sitting or standing at the periphery. We three were told to kneel before the table, which was covered by a lumpy cloth, clearly hiding something.
Dorothea, in her most regal pose, wearing a floor-length, low cut gown, held a scepter in the form of a slender woman. Dorothea waved the scepter over the crowd, bestowing a blessing. “Ladies and servants, this year’s Servant Induction is hereby called to order. Have the Sisters found the new servants acceptable?”
Cheers and applause.
“If any have found these new servants to be inadequate, disobedient, or to display such a poor attitude as to call into question their fitness to server our exalted selves, speak now. “
Silence greeted this invitation, fortunately.
“Then we may proceed with the induction of servants Jenny, Kristina, and Zoe. Rise, servants, and face the audience.”
We three stood and turned around. Clapping and whistling greeted us. As the applause subsided, Dorothea resumed.
“These three have survived a weekend of the most severe sexual and submissive testing we Sisters of the Female Dominant Sorority have devised. They’ve been aroused, teased and frustrated by every one of their senses, repeatedly. They have endured spankings, pleadings, canings, and cock and ball torture. They held on, defeating twelve other applicants, without complaint, but in fact rendering us the thanks and worship we so richly deserve. Virgins this morning, two have completed their initial training and are now prepared to provide full sexual satisfaction in nearly any way, and of course they know better than to seek their own satisfaction.
“And now, I’m pleased to introduce Ms Angelina Samson, one of the sorority’s founders, who has some remarks.”
“Thank you, Dorothea. Sisters and servants, I am honored and pleased to once again address this induction. Members of the Sorority are now moving into places of power and influence throughout the land and even internationally. Similarly with members of the Auxiliary. Who would suspect that some of the leading males in our nation are secret sissies? My sisters, enjoy your new servants well, train them and use them. My hope is that you may, as I have, find a servant to devoted to you as to make him your lifelong, docile slave.
“To our new members of the Auxiliary, I admonish you to accept your years of service willingly, with an open heart as well as open orifices. The more you submit, the more fulfilling your life will be and the more desirable you’ll be to your Superiors. My hope for you is that you’ll be among the happy, fortunate majority of Auxiliary servants who are indeed chosen to continue their service after graduation. My you always remember your place.”
Applause again filled the air. Dorothea resumed command and spoke to us.
“Kneel again, facing me.”
“By the power vested in me as Mistress and President of this chapter of Theluka Despozousa Koinonia, I accept each of you as full members of the Sorority Auxiliary for the service and enjoyment of all present, past, and to be Sisters.”
With that, Dorothea touched each of our shoulders with the handle of her scepter, which I saw was in the shape of a penis and ballsack, upon the tip of which stood the carved woman.
When she was done, she bade us rise and face the audience. “I present to your for your approval our new servants, Jenny, Kristina, and Zoe. Take a bow.”
We bowed, smiling, to one final round of applause.
“There remains one last ritual tonight, the long awaited climax of the extreme teasing and denial these boys have endured. Ladies, you know your jobs.”
I felt a flood of relief. Climax at last! My last was yesterday morning in Veronica’s warm mouth. My cock felt raw and my balls ached constantly, however I stood or walked. How would it happen tonight?
Smiling seductively, Veronica, Sofia, and Elena came toward us. These ladies, much to my surprise, knelt in front of us and began stimulating us. Veronica was again my tormentress, with Sofia continuing her bewitching of Zoe, and Elena working her magic on Kristina.
Soon, all three girls said, “Hard!” “Stiffie!” “Erectomucho!”
“Tell the girls when you’re at the edge, boys,” instructed Dorothea. “You do not have permission to cum.” I figured they wanted us to visibly spray at the same time. I kept holding it in. Several girls crowded around, pressing against our backs to get a better view.
Again, we were just about simultaneous saying, “Edging, Mistress.”
“Hold it, boys, hold it,” admonished Dorothea. All of us grunted and gasped, holding in our massive loads of cum.
Cold! Deep, biting cold! I flinched back but was prevented by the press of female bodies behind me. An ice pack was pressed to my tortured, throbbing cock. “Auuughh!!!” I screamed, shocked. My cock went limp instantly, and I felt Veronica still holding it and pulling it awkwardly. I heard a click and Veronica, beaming her TCD, “Now you’re all ours, Jenny.”
I looked down, and to my horror beheld my cock in a clear, formfitting cage secured by a tiny lock! Nearly panicking, glanced around. Kristina and Zoe met my eyes with similarly despairing stares.
“Well, boys, we can’t have you go back to your dorms and get the relief you so desperately want. You are truly under our power. The locks are small but electronic, unpickable. We now control all your sexual pleasure, just as it should be between the sexes.”
Tears came to my eyes and trickled down my face. I was distraught. “No, you can’t!” The other new servants spoke similarly.
“We just did,” Veronica reminded us. “Don’t worry in time you’ll come to appreciate our wisdom in taking such a degree of control. Remember, all the sisters want you to submit to this, so you’re being good servants to do so. You probably didn’t think you’d come to like spankings, but I know you do now. It won’t be long before you’re very glad you have your chastity device. Remember, chastity is not celibacy. It simply means you’ll have sex only when we want, which you already agreed to.”
I sighed and accepted my lot. I had agreed to it and had come to enjoy nearly every way the ladies used me. Perhaps I would understand. But I still wanted desperately to cum! One thing I learned was that for every pleasure they imparted, the ladies would exact a big price.
We again had to stand before the assembly, showing our caged penises, our precum-stained panties tightly stretched above our knees. Utterly humiliating.
To a final round of applause, Dorothea adjourned the meeting.
We accompanied Daniela to the room under the stairs. As we crossed the living room, I noticed Ms Samson taking one of the male servants toward the stairs, and that her hubette was kneeling at Susan’s feet. Other Sisters claimed the other males in various pairings and other combinations.
Daniela saw us watching and said, “Yes, it will probably be an all night sexfest here, but not for our new servants.” By now, we were in the room. Daniela instructed us on the care of our caged penises and we inspected each other to get a better idea how we could pee. We were very subdued. Daniela indicated we should get dressed, then escorted us to the main door. She gave us slips of paper with the day of our first service. I was to report back on Wednesday at 4:00 PM.
We didn’t talk much on the way back to our dorm rooms. We were all in a sort of shock, still walking like cowboys, favoring our still-aching balls, as well as unused to the added bulk of our cages.
I had a very hard time falling asleep and was groggy all Monday, not to mention that my balls still ached a bit until I awoke Tuesday morning.
