Please, I Need to
I held out
for almost a month and a half this time, but my body had been screaming at me
for at least a week. I needed some relief and there was only one way to get it.
I had to call the bitch and beg and then… well, that was the big unknown. I
would have to debase myself some way but, each time the things she made me do
to be allowed to spurt were worse.
said when she answered, “please, I really need to…”
purred, interrupting, “does my little faggot boy need to play with himself?”
please can we talk?” I asked.
you wanted to have a little audition with your hand puppet,” she chuckled.
to milk the lizard?” she laughed.
please this is serious,” I said. “I need to meet you and…”
you need to meet with mother thumb and her four daughters?” she quipped.
I was beaten
and I knew it. Why I had ever set her up to be my keyholder with the punitive
conditions that I, myself, had insisted on was a mystery. I had asked for a
cruel, unforgiving, bitch and that is exactly what I had gotten. I had found a
woman that I was sure couldn’t be swayed by pity or any other emotion that
might make her lenient and then convinced her to lock my dick up in an
inescapable chastity belt.
conditions for my release were left to her but, only after at least one week
and then only after I had performed some degrading, humiliating, shameful,
disgusting, sickening, revolting, repulsive task of her choosing.
started off with some fairly normal tasks. I had to lick up my own cum. I had
to jack off in my own mouth. I had to let her whip me while I beat off.
It went on
like that for a while and then the tasks got kinkier and more demanding. I had
to serve her friends in drag, then serve them and masturbate in front of them. Then
she started making me sexually serve a group of her girlfriends before she would
grant me release. That progressed to being an all-day servant with maid, sexual
and toilet service where I was a urinal for a multitude of women before she
granted me my relief.
As a result,
the timing of when I called her went from one week to two to three to… as long
as I could stand it before my body didn’t care how degraded it was going to be
I just needed a release.
Now, here I
was six weeks without a spurt and I had to have one but, the last time the
bitch had spoon fed me her shit. Spoonful by spoonful until I consumed it all
and then had made me hold the last bite in my mouth while I wanked, after which
she gathered up my cum, put it in my mouth and forced me to swallow it all. I
wanted so badly to have an orgasm but, I was coming to the end of the
degradation I was willing to endure.
said, “we need to renegotiate our agreement.”
remember what you said when we started this?” she asked.
“You told me
that at some point you would beg to be let out of the agreement, didn’t you?”
made me promise that no matter what I was to ignore anything you said, didn’t
you?” she asked.
“And to make
doubly sure that I didn’t give in you gave me an incredible incentive if I held
firm, didn’t you?” she asked.
that incentive, slave-boy?” she asked.
would give you ten thousand dollars each time I begged to be released from our
arrangement,” I said softly.
little log flogger, you now owe me ten thousand dollars,” she said smugly. “Bring
it with you when you show up tomorrow. Come at eight sharp.”
can’t we, can’t I come now, please?” I begged.
eight,” she said and hung up.
screwed myself again. She was going to degrade me again and I was being forced
to pay for the privilege. I vowed to never again beg to be let out of the
agreement as I had clearly foreseen that I would ask and had cut off that
avenue of escape myself. I couldn’t blame her but I had to find some other way
sharp I rang her bell. She opened the door and I was shocked to see that she
was alone. I heaved a huge sigh of relief because I certainly wasn’t going to
be serving the twisted needs of some of her less than savory friends. I held
out an envelope with ten thousand dollars in it which she took without looking
at it and tossed on the couch.
demanded, tapping her foot impatiently.
surprising as she always had me naked unless she had me in some frilly girly
outfit of a French Maid’s uniform. When I was naked, except for the infernal
device on my dick I knelt at her feet and waited for her instructions.
on,” she said, throwing a set of leg shackles and a collar in front of me.
wasn’t unusual either as I had told her in the beginning that she needed to
restrain me prior to removing my cage so that I didn’t cheat and run out on her
before she could put it back on. I locked the leg irons on my ankles and the
collar around my neck. I looked expectantly at her. She moved behind me.
your hands,” she said.
I moved my
hands behind me and felt her snap handcuffs on my wrists. That was a little
unusual in that she normally left my right hand free into order to be able to
masturbate but, sometimes she made me hump her leg or the furniture, so I
thing I want to remind you of before we get started,” she said, moving back
where I could see her face.
I looked at
remember that when we started you put in some safeguards to insure that you
could never back out?” she asked.
Amanda,” I said. “That ten thousand I just brought.”
talking about that,” she snapped.
understand,” I said dumbly.
about how, when you have asked for relief, you cannot back out no matter what
disgusting or degrading thing I ask you to do,” she said.
“And what is
the penalty if you refuse?” she asked.
“Uh… I have
to pay you ten thousand dollars,” I answered.
“I have to
wait six months to ask again,” I said.
expect me to do the same task that I refused,” I said.
“If I refuse
again it’s twenty thousand and I have to wait a year,” I said.
effective deterrent, isn’t it?” she laughed.
didn’t like the way this discussion was going. Plainly she had something
planned that I was really going to hate. Something worse than cleaning her fat
friend Kathy’s ass, something worse than serving as a toilet for her hen
parties, something worse than eating her shit by the spoonful? I was feeling a
deep fear in the pit of my stomach.
please, whatever you have planned, please…”
fuck up, you sick little flounder pounder,” she said coldly. “You asked to be
treated like this and I know deep down it is exactly what you need. And to
think at one time I thought of you as boyfriend material. You are nothing but a
revolting, repulsive little pump thumper only worthy of licking the bottom of
“Oh my god,” I thought, “if I had known that she might have actually been interested in me I
would never have…”
going to crawl into the bedroom behind me,” she said, interrupting my thoughts.
“When we get there, you will see a man, naked and tied to a chair. He has a
hood on, so he won’t be able to see us. He thinks that he and I are alone and
that I’m going to give him the best blow job he’s ever had. In reality, you are
going to suck him until he spurts down your throat and I’m going to film it,
“Who is he,”
friend, Jake,” she laughed.
can’t,” I protested. “That’s not fair.”
“I can and
you will or we will repeat this in six months,” she said.
“Six months!” I thought, “I can’t wait even six more days but… my
understand?” she asked. “You have to be careful and not let him know that it
isn’t me giving him head.”
like this one bit but compared to some of the really degrading things I had
been forced to do in the past this wasn’t really all that bad. I mean I would
have to swallow his come but she had forced me to eat mine on numerous
occasions and many times I had been her cleaner boy when she came home from a
night out. I couldn’t understand why the big buildup about the penalties if I
refused. After all he had a hood on and would never know it was me not her that
got his nut off. I couldn’t see how this was going to be that bad. Boy was I
quietly into the bedroom. Well, I crawled quietly. She began talking right
“I told you
I’d be right back, baby,” she said sweetly. “It was just a guy selling
magazines and I got rid of him. Now, where were we?”
blowjob ever,” his muffled voice came out from the hood.
baby, you won’t be disappointed,” she purred, fondling his growing member. “You
are going to love this.”
her left hand from his dick and used it to hold her cell phone to record. Her
right hand grabbed a chunk of my hair and forced my head close to his dick.
gently,” she whispered in my ear.
licking his shaft and he started moaning. I wondered if it was the thought of
her luscious lips that had him going and what he might be doing if he knew it
was me, not her.
After a few
licks as foreplay she forced my mouth down over his member and stepped back to
get a wider shot. It was obvious that this would make a great blackmail tape if
she didn’t already have me so tied up that she didn’t need it to keep me in
line. So why the filming?
came in just a few minutes. When it was clear that he was past the point of no
return she whipped the hood off his head and got some incredible footage of him
shooting his load down my throat. I realized that from the way he was tied and
the angle she was shooting from it looked like he and I were willing
participants. He looked down, realized it was me and tried to throw me off. It
was futile and just made him appear to be really into it.
fuck are you doing, Amanda?” he shrieked. “Get this faggot off me.”
Jake,” she said soothingly, “that faggot, as you called him, just gave you one
of the best blow jobs of your life.”
going to pay for this when I get loose,” he snarled.
Jake, you are the one who is going to pay,” she said, “and for the rest of your
Amanda,” Jake said, angrily. “I doubt that you can keep me like this forever
and when I get loose…”
Amanda said sweetly, “there is this video I have of you two boys going at it.”
doesn’t mean anything,” he said, “it’s just…”
“And the one
of you sucking your best friend’s dick,” she interrupted.
you talking about?” he laughed. “There is no video of me doing any such thing.”
be in just a few minutes when your best friend shoves his needy little thing
between those sweet lips.”
going to allow that, and he wouldn’t do such a thing. We’re friends and friends
don’t… Hey, buddy, help me out here. Cut me loose and let’s show this bitch her
down at the floor because there was no way I could cut him loose and if Amanda
planned for my release to take place in his mouth then that’s what I would do.
Jake asked plaintively. “Buddy, what’s the deal? Help a friend out, won’t you?”
laughed and pointed to my dick, “Do you see that thing on his penis?” she
to notice for the first time and then his gaze took in my leg shackles and that
my arms were cuffed behind my back.
you done to him?” he asked.
he asked me to,” she replied.
you to chain him up like that and lock his dick away?” he asked.
does he have sex?” he asked.
his hand or some other degrading way when I allow it,” she answered.