Aqua Domination (14 page)

‘Interesting,’ said Mary.

‘Oh, my God,’ Jack groaned in awe.

‘Carry on insulting us, Jack,’ Mary ordered, sitting in an armchair. ‘You may masturbate. If you don’t insult the three of us far more severely, we won’t let you stay a minute longer. We don’t need you. Come on, you fool, insult us properly.’

‘You cruel bitch, Mary,’ Jack groaned. Desperately, he clutched his shaft, but he could hardly feel his own grip due to the two layers of leather imprisoning his penis. Only by squeezing his balls and the head of his cock, could he impart any stimulation to his genitals, and to do so was more of a pain than a pleasure; yet such was his lust that he had to embrace this suffering in the hope that it might eventually lead to orgasm.

‘Don’t try to remove anything from your stupid little cock and balls,’ Mary told him as she teased her clitoris with a vibrator. ‘If you try, we’ll only overpower you and tie you up.’

‘Insult us, please, Jack,’ said Faye. ‘You’ve hardly insulted Carol and me at all. Turn us on with dirty words.’

‘You filthy sluts,’ Jack gasped. ‘Stupid bimbo dykes. Mary is simply using you because David won’t fuck her and whip her and tie her up, so she’s pissed off with the world. A melon-breasted dyke and a tall freak dyke. Stupid cunts.’

‘Good, good,’ Carol moaned. Faye lay back and Carol mounted her, rubbing hard against her soft body.

Insults are addictive. Politeness is a good habit, which like all the other elements of civilisation, can be lost with shocking rapidity. Vile words poured from Jack’s mouth as the minutes passed, a flow fuelled by his lust and frustration as well as by the women’s encouragement. He felt that he might be able to come despite the confinement of his penis if only he could find enough filthy words and insults.

‘That’s enough,’ Mary suddenly announced. ‘Now we’ll put you in restraint, unwrap your cock, and help you to come.’

Mary’s statement, and her cold calmness, filled Jack with fresh fear. What would she, Carol and Faye do to him after he had insulted them so much? Should he not resist, even if it meant he had to leave? But even as he was asking himself these questions, the women were urging him towards the table that stood leaning with its top against the wall, and very quickly they had tied his wrists and ankles to its four legs, using red cotton cords that went over the top of the table as well as around its legs, so that he was helpless and spreadeagled. As his back was to the table, his genitals were proffered defencelessly to the women, at their disposal.

‘I didn’t mean what I said,’ Jack babbled. ‘I was only obeying your orders to insult you.’

‘What a cliché!’ said Mary. ‘Are you a German?’

‘I couldn’t refuse, right? You’re a goddess. I must obey you.’

‘You’ve failed an important test,’ Mary said grimly as she began to remove the leather sheath from Jack’s cock. ‘You should have refused to insult us. That’s obvious. Even an idiot like you should have been able to see that. You should have said we were so beautiful and good that you couldn’t possibly say a word against us. Instead you revealed what you really think of us.’

‘You were horrible, Jack,’ Carol said angrily.

‘I never thought anyone could be so nasty and stupid,’ Faye sighed. ‘Now I start to understand men.’

‘No punishment can be severe enough for what you said to us,’ Mary stated. She finished removing the bindings from Jack’s genitals, leaving them naked and vulnerable.

‘You know I didn’t mean what I said!’

‘Nobody knows anything about anybody,’ Mary replied.

Jack suddenly became truly terrified. He knew he had been a fool to chase after Mary after what she had done to him in that hotel, but what proved his stupidity was the fact that he had allowed these three women to make him helpless. He would have given anything to turn back the clock. How serious and angry they looked! Surely they were mentally ill, capable of any cruelty.

‘Let’s play a nice little game,’ Mary announced. ‘The three of us will take turns playing with Jack’s cock. We’ll take five minutes each. Now then, Jack, listen carefully. If you can come while I’m playing with your cock, we’ll let you go, and then we’ll have some fun together. But if you come while Faye or Carol are playing with you, then you’ll really suffer. You’ll be punished severely, and you won’t even enjoy it, because you’ll have come already. There are too many clichés in domination, and one of these is that a man is punished until he comes. What’s the point of that? The man enjoys himself because he has an erection, so it’s not true punishment at all. In this game you risk punishment after you’ve lost your erection.’ Mary smiled a warm and happy smile, proud of herself for inventing such a good game. ‘You should thank me sincerely for thinking of this.’

‘No, no,’ Jack babbled. ‘Faye, Carol, don’t go along with this. She’s crazy. Now I see it clearly. She’s still obsessed with David. She wants to win his approval by training us. She’ll end up presenting us to David, and he won’t be able to resist. He’s the one Mary’s interested in. We’re just pawns in her real game, her game with David. We’ll end up in that crazy bastard’s bathroom. She’ll use the three of us to gain his interest. Faye, Carol, you have to – umm! Mmm!’ Jack’s tirade had been ended abruptly by a rubber gag. Mary had suddenly pushed it into his mouth while he had been staring at Carol and Faye, striving to convince them, and now Mary was buckling its attached red leather straps around his head with her usual efficiency.

‘What a baby!’ Faye exclaimed. ‘We haven’t even done anything to him yet. That’s pathetic.’

‘He comes here begging to be dominated and, as soon as it starts, he panics,’ said Carol. ‘It makes me angry.’

‘Mind you, there’s probably something in what he said about you and David, Mary. Don’t you think so?’

‘David and I are through. I have no plan to train you, Carol and Jack and then hand you to him as a gift to win his approval. What a silly idea! Nobody could be that crazy,’ Mary stated. She paused. Thought again. ‘Mind you, I’m no judge of my own motives. Who knows? Maybe David would enjoy you three.’ Sincerity had always been her main vice.

‘How reassuring!’ Carol observed. ‘You’ve certainly stopped me worrying. Thanks a lot, Mary.’

‘Oh, who cares?’ said Faye. ‘We’ll cross that bridge when we come to it. Or we’ll take a ferry. Go another route.’

‘David and Mary couldn’t force us to do anything anyway,’ Carol reassured herself, and shrugged. ‘Who’s first with Jack? I want to go first.’

‘I’ll go first,’ Mary insisted. ‘You’re too eager. You’ll make him come, and that will end this game too quickly.’

‘Carol likes cocks,’ said Faye. ‘It’s her guilty secret.’

‘I do not! Well, not much. It’s just a slight interest.’

‘Tell me when my five minutes are up,’ said Mary. None of them were wearing watches, but there was a Victorian clock on the mantlepiece, an ornate black and gold piece of architecture not quite as big as an altar, which seemed to witness the proceedings in the room with an enviable sense of rectitude and superiority.

Mary had a plan for tormenting Jack’s penis. It was simple, and she was sure it would be fun. For her, not for Jack. She drew up a wooden chair and sat on it in front of her prisoner. How nicely trussed he was! A bound and gagged man presented so many possibilities. Now she could fight Jack tooth and nail. He deserved all the punishment in the world for not being David.

‘If you come while I’m playing with you, it’ll prove you love me,’ said Mary. ‘If you come with Faye or Carol, it’ll be a deadly insult to me. So I suggest you try very hard to come in the next five minutes.’ She grazed Jack’s cock with her sharp fingernails, up and down his shaft, and under the rim of his shiny swollen glans.

Jack thrust his tautly bloated penis at her, striving with all his strength to come, straining towards the painful and fleeting stimulation of her nails. Faye and Carol watched in amazement, fondling one another with mounting excitement as they fully understood the cunning cruelty of Mary’s tactics in this uneven battle: she was fencing with Jack’s cock, as though it were a sword.

Flick, flick. Mary teased and tormented her victim with the slightest movements of her fingers. Jack moaned through his gag, as though he were being tortured with red hot knives. Mary jabbed at his balls, slashed lightly across his frenum, prodded the slit of his glans, then concentrated on jabs under the rim of Jack’s knob, doling out to him exquisite torment in tiny portions, hurting and stimulating the most sensitive flesh of his penis, finding nerves he had hardly known he had, forcing him to experience lustful and delicious pains and pleasures he had never dared to comprehend even in his fantasies and dreams.

‘We are aware of nothing, you see,’ Mary observed as her nails flicked and jabbed like the claws of a playful kitten practising its future career as a sadistic murderer of birds. ‘You, me and Jack. Even David. None of us has even begun to know ourselves. What we are, what we can do and feel. And be. Nobody has begun. The human race is still waiting to be born.’ She was masturbating as she spoke, and strange, powerful ideas flooded her mind as she neared the verge of the abyss named orgasm.

Cruelly, she used her hair too, trailing its chestnut strands over Jack’s gleaming, rigid glans, flesh so tautly bloated that it seemed as if it could burst. Jack thrust and thrust, all his muscles rigid, straining to come with all his might. Then she used her nails again in all manner of ways. Sweat erupted from every pore of Jack’s skin, drool oozed from his gag. All his efforts were to no avail, and he shuddered with frustration.

‘Five minutes,’ Faye announced.

‘So soon? Come on then, Faye, you have a go.’

‘He’s not going to come in my five minutes, not if I can help it,’ Faye announced as she took Mary’s place on the chair in front of Jack. Her method of teasing was to use her huge breasts, so attractively packaged in black broad-mesh fishnet. Carefully, she held them in her hands and pressed them to the prisoner’s balls and the base of his cock, making brief and repeated contacts while Jack thrust and strained for all he was worth, unable to resist Faye’s youthful attractions despite Mary’s warning.

Watching Faye aroused Carol and Mary so much that they had to make love on the sofa. Mary came loudly when she was on top and, shortly afterwards, Carol rode Mary and also reached the heights and depths and fires of mindless ecstasy. Jack stared at them with bulging eyes, and strained to come by thrusting the head of his cock against Faye’s hard right nipple and the fishnet surrounding it, grunting through his bitter rubber gag like a crazed baboon.

‘Oh!’ Faye gasped, pulling back sharply. ‘Ugh. Yeuk!’

‘Did he come?’ asked Mary.

‘No, but he nearly did. A few drops dribbled out.’

‘How disgusting! What a filthy animal! Your five minutes is up, Faye. It’s your turn, Carol.’

The remarkably tall girl had an odd expression as she took over from Faye, and Mary suspected that Carol found Jack attractive. That, thought Mary, will be a useful thing to know. It opened up new possibilities. As for Faye, she looked a little anxious as Carol moved the chair away from Jack and stood in front of him. Mary distracted Faye as well as she could by pulling her down onto the sofa and playing with her breasts, though in fact Mary and Faye were both so curious about Carol and Jack that they did not pay much attention to one another for all that they groped and humped.

‘You’d like to come, wouldn’t you?’ said Carol, caressing Jack’s balls. She rubbed her breasts lightly on his chest, so that her nipples touched his again and again. ‘Even your nipples are hard, so hard,’ she crooned, pulling on them. ‘You’d like to shoot all over me, wouldn’t you? Deluge my face and tits and arse with your filthy sticky smelly mess. Subjugate me. Humiliate me. Fun for you. Nasty for me. But you’d like that. Because you’re just bad.’

Tall and slender, supple and strong, Carol looked gorgeous as she took her long pale-gold hair in both hands and caressed every part of Jack’s body with its tickly strands before whipping his cock with it, giving him an exquisite, haunting stimulation that seemed to pull his very soul into his penis. His own cock became his own prison.

‘I need more than five minutes,’ said Carol.

‘Take as long as you like,’ Mary replied.

Carol rubbed her breasts, belly, thighs and pussy, gazing into Jack’s eyes. Then she turned around and bent over, to rub her arse on the prisoner’s cock and balls. Sometimes she leaned back, allowing him to thrust with frantic urgency at the cleft between her buttocks, but every time she moved forwards again, leaving his penis to beat hopelessly up and down in the air. For a long time she teased and stimulated him with her hands, hair, breasts and buttocks. She even used her plastic-covered feet, sitting on the chair and holding his penis between them, tormenting his glans. Mary and Faye came at almost the same time, clasping their bodies together. Masturbating with growing fervour, Carol began to pant and grunt.

Suddenly, she pressed her body to Jack’s, clasping his waist and rubbing her clitoris up and down on his cock. She gave a strangled cry, and saliva sprayed and dribbled from her open mouth as her tongue stuck far out. Sinking to her knees, she clutched at Jack’s cock with one hand, and her pussy with the other. Her mouth suckled hungrily on the taut straining helmet she had tormented so well, and Jack shrieked through his gag as he was torn apart by an orgasm of appalling ferocity.

‘No!’ cried Faye. She might have pulled Carol away from Jack, but Mary held her back.

Gasping and laughing, Carol leaned back, held her captive cock down, and took jet after jet over her face, hair and breasts. It was an awesome display, and even Mary was impressed. Spattering, splashing and spraying, Jack’s penis hosed Carol, submitting her lovely body to a deluge.

‘Lick all that mess off her,’ Mary ordered, as she began to free Jack’s limbs and remove his gag. ‘Lick and swallow.’

Once he was free, Jack crouched on the floor to slurp and gulp slavishly, cleaning Carol’s long lean body, even sucking the wet spots of her long hair. She clearly enjoyed the attention.

‘Carol, you’re so bad,’ Faye complained.