The rapist

She walks in a dark street. Her high-heeled shoes give her a sexy walk. Her legs wind her skirt. She is about to pass in front of me. That street lamp is off, I just broke it. The sound of her walk is nearer now. I am crouched down at the backside of a garbage can. I jump on her like a cat on the mouse. I am excited already. She struggles. I like that. I shred her clothes it makes her cry. I remove her bra and she screams. Her breast is soft and hard. I pass my hand below her skirt and I snatch her panties. She is still bawling. The more she yells the more I am excited. I ride up her skirt and as she struggles and before she clinches her legs I lay on her between her thighs. She has understood, but it is to late, my sex in front of her slit….

I wake up sweating. This hurts. I must found a way to calm down. I’m trying to get hard but I cannot. The device prevents that. I try to get up. My strait jacket makes it difficult, but I am used to now. I do not know how long it is since I am there. My room is small. The walls are white and padded. I am wearing a strait jacket and a chastity belt. At first I tried to kill myself, or I dreamed I did. I do not know any more what has been true and what is dream. I do no know if it is day or night. Or perhaps I dreamed about nights and days. A string at my ankles prevents me from spreading my legs so I cannot run. I have no idea of when I arrived here. Perhaps I never had been out of it.

When I dream, it is often about them. I think I raped them. I think it felt good. Now the only sexual feeling I have is that device that hurts when I am hard. Even my food has no taste. I remember tasteful food, but perhaps it never existed, perhaps I dreamed about that. They said I am mad. I do not know. The only thing I can think about is raping. I remember having sex with a girl-friend. It was tasteless. Raping a girl is tasteful. The more she struggles the better it is. But as I think about that I get excited, I get hard, I get hurt.

Did I still have a penis. It is so long since I saw it for the last time. Or perhaps I dreamed that also? I might have one because I felt it when it hurts.

The first girl I raped was my girl friend. She said she was leaving me because I was so violent. Did it really happen? I think it does. She was wearing a short skirt. I was behind her and I grabbed her by the hips. She said no, She was tight. I pulled on her hips hard and my penis entered her cunt. She struggled and it felt good, I cumed quickly. She left she was in tears. I think she had been hurt. But my god it was so good for me. I though she could have called the police. So I ran to her and tried to apologize, but she did not want to hear me. As I saw her crying I was excited again. I pushed her in the fire cupboard. I grabbed her knee and raped her again. As I was in her I put my hand on her neck and I pressed. I pressed so she couldn’t speak. She would never speak again. I dumped her body in the river. I think I did. Perhaps I only dreamed I did it.

Now my life in white. No colours. No tastes. No pleasure. Nothing. Just sexual frustration.

The second was just a black hooker. It was near the harbour. She was alone. I tried to grab her by the hips as I did for my first time, but she did not let me do it. So I had to make her fell and lay on her. She struggled also and her head hit the border of the pavement before I finished. She was dead. I dropped her body in the harbour water, but I was sad she died too soon.

I know I hurt them. The judge, I think it was a judge, perhaps it was a doctor I do not remember. Perhaps I dreamt it. He asked if I realized I hurt them. Of course I did. I am not stupid. My pleasure comes form their pain. There is nothing I can do about that.

There was also that young girl. She was coming back home after school I think. She had red hair. I proposed to drop her at home as it was raining. Of course I never had any intention to drive her home. She never gave her address. When we were in the woods she said, she never did it in nature and that it excited her. As I was surprised she asked if I wanted to have sex with her. I answered that I preferred to rape and kill her. She thought I was joking. Once she was frightened it was better. I tried not to kill her. I just tied her so I would be able to use her once again the next day but I must have been false with the knot, she was dead by the next morning.

I like the nurse here. I wish I could rape her. I wish I could see tears on her face but each time I think about her it hurts. My god it hurts so much.

Each time I think about sex it hurts and I have nothing else to think about.

It is the sound of the door that I hear. She is here in front of me in her short white jacket. I look at her legs at her breast. She seems to laugh.

-Your solitary confinement year is finished. I’ll lead you to your new cell. Then you’ll discover the following of your punishment.

It the first time I hear speaking. I had almost forgotten. I don’t what to reply. Can I ask her to rape her?

I am to sit on a gynaecologic chair. I look at her.

-I will remove the chastity belt, she said smiling.

I sat and she straps me onto the chair.

I look as she remove the device. I do not remember when it has been locked. She has a key.

She removes a shield. Then a stainless steel part that run from back to front between the leg. A tube is attached to it. My sex is the tube. She shows me the spikes at the end of the tube.

I felt my sex growing. I felt pin and needles as it is a long time since it grew like that.

-If it hurts I can use a gel to numb it.

I am happy to be able to see and feel my sex, but As it hurts I ask her to apply the gel. Speaking is not easy after so much time. I am highly excited. But the feeling is terrible. It is like my cock was disappearing. I still could see it but I cannot feel it. I saw it hard as the nurse finger goes up and down on it. In fact it is awfully frustrating.

Before I cum she comes with a syringe inject something. “It will help you for when the gel effect will be gone”.

I am still in the strait jacket and she lead me to a new cell. It is more conventional. I am bottomless and I saw my dick but am unable to touch it. Even without feeling I would like to touch it, to feel it hard and hot in my hands.

As the time goes on my erection drops and the feeling is back. It is not hurting. I try to masturbate but in a strait jacket it is impossible. The frustration goes on.

Once again I dream about the girls I raped. It is not hurting any more. I cannot get erected anymore. I have to wait for the morning.

As the nurse came back, I explain her

-It is normal, by noon you’ll get the ability of getting erected again, do not worry.

I still have to wait! The frustration goes on.

An hour later, some people come with the nurse. The strait jacket is removed. Moving my arm is painful, it is so long I did not move them. I do not dare touching my penis. There is too much people there.

They are carrying a beam, what is that for? I am afraid they would crush my balls with it, but there are easier tools for that.

They put the beam on my shoulders, it is heavy. They tie my arms to it. Is that a kind of pillory? I just want a few minutes alone to touch myself…. In fact a few hours as my dick need four or five hours to spring to life again.

They drove me in the prison corridors, where are we going?

I cannot see anything. The sun is hot and bright. They are driving me outside the prison, but where and why. They do not answer my question. The beam is so heavy. I am forced to walk and my eyes are getting used to the high light. I am about to leave the prison, but naked and with that heavy beam on my shoulders. I stop. I refuse to walk on, by the pain in my back make me move on. I have no choice. I have to walk. There is lot of people outside. I am afraid they will lynch me, but they let me walk bare foot on the road. I’m anxious at what will happen next.

It is long since I made exercises, so I am quickly exhausted, but each I slow down The guard pick a spear in by back or butts and I continue to walk through the town. They all look at me and laugh at me.

Finally we’re out of the town. On a hill next to the motor way I was another beam strait. I am afraid I had understood what is next.

Now I am near that place. I am knocked below the knee and I fall down.

I’m turned on my back. I am out of a cell than smoothes every sensation, and I’m now there humiliated in front of these people, exhausted with my legs that hurt….

-Ahhh

A nail!, They nailed my wrist! The pain is so intense… They are holding me so I cannot move to look at my wrist closer. Each hammer hit is a jolt of pain. Then it is finished… I try to calm down, when another pain came from the other wrist. The reflex makes me move and the pain is in both arms.

It is just finished that they ask me to stand up. I’m shaking, I cannot move. They take the beam, each movement is painful at the place of the nail. But there is nothing I can do, they are rising the beam. They pass over my shoulder. They are still rising; I have to pull on my feet. I realize I am helping them to crucify me! But there is nothing I can do against that. The pain is too much if I try to resist. A stool is put in front of me and I step on it and the beam is affixed.

I feel ridiculous. Two guards get my legs and spread them at once. I am hanging from my wrists and the pain makes me yell. As soon as I calm down They hammer the nail through my ankles. I yell again.

When I come to me again I am nailed on that cross. I am pushed forward and my knees are bent. Slowly breathing becomes difficult. I cannot understand but I have to push on my leg, I have to try to stand. The pain in my ankles and wrist is unbelievable but I have to do it.

Then I stand. I can breathe. There less pain in my wrists, but the pain in my ankles in unbearable. I have to get down. My butt rests in contact with the wood, and slowly I get down. Then I am sitting. That thing that was pushing me forward is below my ass. But it is so little that I have no choice to let it make its way between my butts. When I feel it on my anus I push again to stand.

-You do not want it! Think about the girls that did not what your cock… little by little you won’t be able to fight it and you will be fuck in the ass! The guard laughs !

I am not alone. I bearly forget they are still there looking at me. I am naked and they look at me. I am displayed and the look at me. I am suffering and they look at me. I am impaling myself and they look at me with pleasure.

I cannot stand forever, and I get down. That time I push when I feel my anus opening due to the sit pressure. But each time my anus resistance is lower. I am opening to that thing. Little my little I rest longer on it. It goes farther and farther.

Then I felt some pleasure. I get pleasure from being fucked. Did the girls felt pleasure? My cock is growing. Every eyes are on me as I am getting hard. I tried to get hard when I was alone, and this is now that I am exposed and fucked in the ass that I am getting hard.

Every body laughs. I am aroused at being impaled, but it is so slow, I get no real pleasure and the pain in my legs and arms is so important. I am humiliated, but what I can do. I want to die, but when I am going to there nothing I can do I have to stand to get fresh air and make the sit move in my ass. Then I am exhausted and I fell. I fell on that thing that rapes me in public. And feel some pleasure from being raped like that.

I see the sun is low. I am cold.

They come to me. One another pain. I yells again, but no sound comes from my mouth.

My legs, they hurt. I try to breath, but they broke my legs. I am impaling on the sit I no longer can stand. Breathing is more difficult. My lungs are burning. I am dying. But I am dying slow speed. I see the people moving, and I take my time to choke. The pleasure is building up and I realize sperm is flowing from my cock. I am no longer able to breathe. It is finished.

Meeting Yung Lee - A Mary Tale

I never believed in ghosts, and when some friends of mine bet I would not dare staying at night in the old main house on that avenue, I said not only I'll do it, but I would be able to do it naked, did I say joking.

A few days later I was driven to the house with a sleeping bag, a torch lamp and some water. First we insure that nobody was using the house, then I stripped naked and gave all by clothes to my friends just keeping a GPS tied around my waist that will insure I would have stayed in the house and a cellular phone. The GPS was not absolutely needed, as I did not imagine running across the street naked as I was.
It was eight and it wasn't night already by this hot June evening, and being naked was not a problem if I was not to meet anyone.

I climbed into one of the chambers on the third floor, where there was a bed that seemed to be usable. I also hoped that if some homeless went here to sleep they would stay on the first or second floor.

I had some difficulties to felt asleep as you can easily imagine. Suddenly I awoke. All was dark, some clouds masked the moon, I used the phone to see it was eleven. In fact someone was speaking to me inside my head I was not really frightened but more curious about what I was to found. After a door we did not notice at first I went into a room that was from a different style than every other room in the house. It looked like a Chinese place. In the middle a pillory that looked very strange laid on the top of wooden scaffold.

I would have gone away, but the voice in my head leads me to the pillory. As I stepped on the stairs I was getting sure I was making a mistake, but the voice was still encouraging me. Once I was on the deck, the voice asked me to go to the pillory. I stopped to have a look at it. There was a lower board of wood that was at least two inches thick and two upper ones of half thickness. One has its hinge on right, on the other on left, and once they were closed they let three holes, for the sentenced person’s neck and wrists. The voice asked me to open the pillory and as I was doing it, that opening was difficult because each upper board locked itself in the other one hinge, but I did not mind and continue to obey the voice, putting by neck in the main hole of the lower board.
I was having shivers along by back, imagining I was in middle age, sentenced to stay in the nude in that pillory waiting to be hung. The position was very uncomfortable because I was too small. But the voice indicated a lever that allows rising or lowering the boards. It is at that moment that I realized the voice could not be mine, then I asked: “Who’s here, Who’s speaking to me?”.

Suddenly I get a headache and the voice inside my head said that I had to obey, so I put my neck on the board, which was now on the right height, and I closed the upper boards with my wrists into the holes. I heard the “clap”, from the wooden boards locking themselves, and my head went clear again. Pushing the upper board I realized I was unable to set myself free. “Who’s there?” I asked again. Afraid I was alone trapped there for the rest of the night. I also imagined the reaction of a homeless if he found me there trapped and naked. And I was wondering my friends would find me easily.

-I’m Yung Lee a voice said behind me with an oriental sound. I just saw a glowing form in the dark. I was wondering if my friends where building a joke, but how would they have this done?
-Do you know I died in the position you actually are? How do you feel?
-Hi Yung Lee, I’m Mary, I’m sorry for bothering you. The position is not very comfortable, but I think it’s not supposed to be. You said you’ve died like that, but I supposed pillory was not a death sentence, was it??
-Of course it was in my country.” The glowing was next to me and I was unable to see it because of the boards.
-Could you explain me what happened to you?”, I asked, hoping that if I show some interest for his fate the phantom would allow me to get back.
-Of course I can! It’s what will happen to you, but I will have some mercy, you won’t have to wait for three days as I have!” As he floated near me I saw a scar where his sex would be.
-I’m very sorry you had to die after three days in that position, but it seems to me that it is not the only torture you had to go throw, if you want you could talk me about that and I will write it so your case will be known and the guilty ones will be punished? I was frightened and hoped the phantom would accept my proposition, which means to let me go alive.
-Well-tried young Lady! But you will die here the same way I had 2000 years ago in the ancient China, slowly suffocating, But I will tell you my whole sentence if you want to”
-I really want to hear you Yung Lee. And I’m willing to go through some of suffering you’ve gone through, so I’ll be able to understand your mind.” I saw I win some points not asking to be set free and accepting the doom he would choose for me.
-You’re brave and clever, but do not hope to much.” He answered.
-Explain me why you were sentenced Yung Lee.” I saw that my question made a change in his attitude.
-Err! In fact I raped a girl, she was not willing to let me… “ I was afraid been naked and trapped in front of a rapper, even if he was a ghost.
-Ok, You were young that’s right?” Did I ask to help him to continue on.
-Err ? Yeah, but I didn’t know she was the governor daughter and a guard was following her, so I get arrested immediately.
-So you were send in jail?
-Yes, and the tomorrow morning I was driven to the centre town” explained the ghost.
There his wrists were tied high to a pole, and then his ankles were tied making his legs spread. The position was extricating. The executioner threaded a wooden stick into his urethra. As he explained that I was afraid he would make me suffer the same. But he was in his story. Explaining the girl he raped was looking at him, like the whole people of the village. I can imagine the shame of being displayed nude like that to have his genitals tortured. First his balls skin has been burned, and finally a hot red pincers was used to cut off his penis and balls. He vanished but was waked up by the torturer, who still had to remove what was left of the wooden stick. And then was send back into his cell.

He hoped his sentence was done. The first week was hell, as his scar was hurting. He had to learn to piss sitting like a girl, and the other prisoner decided to use him to satisfy their sexual need. A fully week passed when he was moved to anther place were he has been thrown into a muddy hole with two other people. One was sentenced for bribery, the other for murder. His sexless condition let him no way to hide the reason of this sentence, so the two used him again. He stayed there another week, and then they were taken out of their hole. He realized then that it was a prison in which each cell was a hole opened to rain. Turning his head he saw the pillories. They were nine on the other side of the road, in the middle of nowhere, the reason of the condemnation was written on the boards, so he immediately understood that the three empty ones were for them. Most of the people in the pillories were sentenced for murder, repeated theft or corruption. They all were naked, and covered with mud, so were them. A few minutes later he was locked between the two others.

-Were you allowed to drink and eat?” I asked
-Some water was offered about every two hours, but no food”
-Am I allowed to get some water ?” Yung Lee seemed disappointed
-Err? I fact there no reason you don’t but I have none
-On the third floor I have a bottle full of water”
-I? I cannot get and fetch?? I understand, Yung Lee as a ghost was unable to have any effect on object, but he could speak to me. I tried to move my hand forward and backward.
-If you let me go and get it I promise to come back”
-I cannot set you free” He said as the pillory opened.
The voice in my head said, “you just go and get your water bottle, do not try to escape.”
-There is no problem Yung Lee, I’ve promised, I’ll get back and I really want to know the rest of your story.” I was happy to be free, even knowing that I have no way to resist the voice in my head, but being able to walk was wonderful. I really understood what Yung Lee might have suffered even if I have not been castrated and humiliated like he had been. I did not even think to use the phone, and run back to Yung Lee. Before he asked I drank and lock myself back in the pillory, but I was not as frightened as before because I knew how to get out of it. Yung Lee continued his story on.

He had been locked at sunrise, and he discovered the torture during the morning. Unable to move you get pins and needles or cramps. When you get tired your windpipe is mashed on the board. I was not in the pillory for so long so I did not experience the cramps or the windpipe mashing. But known that I realized that standing like I was, I was unable to get any rest. But there was also the road; nothing happens, so they had nothing to distract them from their torture, and the only people that were going along the road splat at them, or more beat them. The afternoon, he discovered the effects of the sun and heat. The evening the guards came and abuse them, but his sexless crotch made them more evil.
As I was hearing him I feel a growing need to pee. And when the need was becoming an urge I asked to go to the toilets, but Yung Lee refused, and I heard the small voice menacing me of a new headache. Finally I had to pee in that position my urine splashing on my legs. After there was no way avoiding the puddle but to put my feet into it. The guards told him woman are never executed that way, and the other prisoner having their penis, they do not urinate on themselves, this was reserved to rappers.

And the night began in the odours of sweat, urine, shit, and sperm. He could feel sperm flowing from its ass along his thighs. The first night was cold. At the morning he was happy, hopping to be free, letting his pillory to some one else, he would have been happy to get back in the hole. But when the executioner came it was not to free them. The other condemned just had a kind of breath, so he did not realized what had happened. The executioner came behind him, putting his foot between Yung Lee feet. And quickly remove the board he was on. I did not understand, but the voice required that I kick one of the boards my feet were on. As soon as I did it I understood! Being two inch lower, I had to push on my toes to be able to breath.
I imagine Yung Lee desesperation. As he saw the three corpses being taken away, the boards being changed, and then three new condemned been taken out of their hole, he realized it was a death sentence. Lowering his eyes he saw there was still one board under his feet” So was under mines.

With the board gone my situation changed dramatically. I quickly get cramps in my legs, but as soon as I allow myself to loosen my position, I breathing was difficult. I was there for some hours; Yung Lee has to endure that for days.

The second day there was a storm that let them drenched. As he was suffering an old women came. And she told him:
-As a rapper you get a right punishment, I hope they have crushed your nuts before the castration, as they’ve done to my husband. But know you are near your end think about pleasure, and you will lower your pains, and she put a piece of lemon in his mouth. Do not think I have mercy for you, knowing that, you will last longer”.
I didn’t realize the end of the sentence at first, but I immediately realized that thinking about a cock inside my pussy help me to think to some thing other than my suffering, but I quickly find myself horny, but unable to satisfy myself. For Yung Lee that day was worst than the preceding one, and he was waiting for the evening rape, hoping to get rid of this sexual excitation, but without sex organ, he didn’t.
The next morning, the executioner struck his ass: “You’ve done the longer, wait for the worst” and removed the last board…
-Please Yung Lee…   …Do not force…   …me to remove mine…   …before you’ve finished…   …your story” I beg obliged to wait for each breath.

Yung Lee accepted. He explained that without the last board he had to push on his tiptoes get a difficult breath. He was near to hang to the board. Even drinking was difficult. It was near noon when he got a cramp and he was so exhausted that he finally succeed in letting him smothering. He said the pain from it was surprising him, but I was soon to discover it he said. Even if it began several times, the whole thing is much more difficult he explained.

I was both afraid on what was coming next for me, and sorry for Yung Lee.
I heard the voice for kicking the last board.
-Please Yung Lee…   …Some questions…
-Ok what do you want to know?
-What happen next.

When Yung Lee Died, He found himself as a glowing form that slide out of his corpse, but unlike the other that were rising, he just lay near his corpse, and roamed for centuries since is corpse disappeared. He didn’t know what to do. So he reproduced his execution from place to place haunting house after house. At first with some concentration he was able to move some objects, but he was not any more for centuries, but he increased his force in minds, so nobody could resist his suggestions. So he got his revenge for his infamous death.

Speaking with him, I succeed in making recognize that theses victims were not guilty for his death, and finally he accepted and was sorry for them. I saw that his glowing colour changed from something like green or grey he switch for a very light pink.

-It’s time to kick your board lady, For the last time I promise, but I need to see someone being smothered like that once again. The voice became stronger
-Oh please Yung Lee…
-What’s more?
And I succeeded in making him recognize that the guard were only making their jobs, even if they could have been smarter, and so he did not really had to hate them for that. It was harder for him, but once done, He got pinker and floated higher in the air.

But the voice came even stronger, and I argue once more, and that time I had him say that he regrets raping the girl. This colour was very strong, and he was able to float up to the ceiling. Was he having his dick back ? I think of it, but he floated behind me. I do not know if I hoped or fear for him to rape me.
His will was stronger than mine so I obeyed to the voice kicking the board.
I was hardly able to reach the floor with my tiptoes. I just succeed In saying :”I excuse You ‘cause I know you need to get rid of the way you were killed.” I fell him through me. His full body felt warm to me, and I felt the pillory opening, and I fell on the floor on my piss. In my head the small voice said “Chinese girls used to epilate their sex, you would be as pretty as them if you were doing it”. I just saw him rising through the ceiling. When I went outside it was near eight, my friends were there to take me back to home. They do not want to known about Yung Lee, saying Ghosts do not exists. They are sure I pissed myself, of being frightened, but I win the bet.

They explained me that they knew some people where found smothered and naked after spending a night there, and they had the same mark as I had on their neck.

Once At home I got a shower and I waxed my sex, I do not really know why. But since this story each time I get some hair, I felt an urge to wax.

Found another Mary Tale when she meets Sandy

A dickless man

They were renting a big flat and they were lesbian but Melissa was having
some interest in men, so at the end of a party they decided to invite two
boys from the engineering department of the university. Brian and Mike
were surprised because Melissa and Sandy were well known for being lesbian,
but they agreed.

The rendez-vous was taken for a few days later. Brian was wondering they will
have sex with the girls or not. For his own he would have chosen Melissa. Mike
was sure that Sandy would open her legs for him. Melissa was wondering how
a real dick would fit in her pussy, if possible Brian's one. Sandy couldn't
imagine having sex with a man. She had imagined lots of ways to avoid having
sex...

So, when the boys arrived they were proposed a dice play, at each turn the lower
one lose one clothe, but when a one is run the player loose twice and so
remove two clothes, at the opposite rolling 6 allow not playing a the next turn.

At first the girls loosed and they quickly were in bra and panties...
-I propose a game extension said Sandy. We continue on playing once naked, but
the first naked looser win a bond, and the upper number choose which arm or leg
will be bound to the bed, the game can continue up to the looser is spread eagled
on the bed, and blinded...
-Err ? Why not replied Brian
-What about the second to be naked asked asked Mike
-The second will be tied his hands in his back said Melissa with a smile, then
a spreader bar between is legs, The two count double but are put at once.
-How rolling the dices with the hands tied ? Isn't better to tie the hands
at the end of the game ?
-You'll ask somebody else... It's the same for the one that will be spread eagled.
-Isn't possible that a third one loose as naked, not ?
-Of course, it is possible, but not sure. This one will have to obey the
winner said Sandy. The game stops when the first occurs one is spread-eagled
and blinded and loose once again it means loosing six times since naked.
One has his hands backtied and his ankles locked, and is blinded and loose once
again, it is also 6 under naked. Or one is the third naked and loose.
-OK! they all replied.

The following of the game changed, and it was the boy time to loose. Brian
loosed his briefs first, and loosed the next turn. It was Melissa who had rolled
the higher number so she chose to have his left leg bound. Brian was not very
happy, but tried to be a good looser. Mike was laughing at him, but loosed his
briefs rolling a one. Brian who was the turn winner chosed the spreader bar.
Mike began to argue but stopped when Sandy proposed him to leave as he had
accepted the rules. Of course he did, but he was thinking that the girls would
loose. Both boys were ashamed of their rising dicks.

-I win said Melissa has she rolled a six and Sandy rolled a 1.
-No I'm naked replied Sandy removing her bra and panties, but I'll be your
slave only if I loose once more.
-No you're the third to be naked, so you'll be my slave, but the game continue on
-No, No. I loose two items bra, one, panties, two.
-That's right you loose two items, you're the third to be naked...
-I'll become your slave if I loose once more.
-Euh, I understood the same as Melissa said Brian but it wasn't clear
-No, No, It's clear that the game end the last time you loose, so she's already
trapped.
-Stop said Melissa, the game go on, if you loose once more You'll have to wear
this belt you bought two weeks ago for the whole night, If I loose once I'm
naked loosing and belted, is that right ?
-Ok for me answered Sandy.
-If none of us loose, the game continue on up to the first boy to be tied and blinded.

When Sandy loosed, Brian was spread-eagled and Mike had his hands tied in his back.
Both of them were waiting with fear the following. Tied as they were, they weren't
able to hide their excitation. Melissa came back with a chastity Belt she locked on
Sandy. Of course the dices were fixed and Melissa and Sandy adjusted the scenario
to be sure the boys won't be able to force them and Sandy would not justify herself.

Both girls were excited, Melissa came to Brian...
-I know that you did not loose up to this point, but would you accept to wear that
hood ?
-I'm not sure I'm in a position I can say no, and you are the winner, but I would
prefer not to wear it, not at first...
-You are afraid of the dark...
-Not at all, wrap your tights around by head if you want, but let my nose free
Melissa laughed and blinded Brian.
-I'm the winner, so would you accept to suck my pussy, Brian.
-With pleasure...

On her side Sandy convinced Mike to lay on the table and was caressing his balls.
They freed the boys late that night, and when they  took a shower Melissa refused to
remove Sandy's Belt
-Oh no, I had to satisfy both of them, my cunt is exhausted, I cannot take any more,

The Four of them were satisfied and decided to meet again. Melissa was beginning to think
that sex with a man is really wonderful. Sandy liked to rub herself on a man's skin, but
wasn't sure about their dick...

A few days later the boys were invited again.
That time Sandy explained a new game :
only one rolling time...
1 and you get naked and tied blind onto the table
2 you're blind and hand tied
3 fucking denied (chastity belt)
4 nothing
5 nothing
6 master the other will obey to you...

They all agreed and Sandy rooled a 3...
-No not again !
-I propose that you roll the dice again said Melissa ... to know how many days...
As she was finishing Sandy rolled a 5...
-That's nothing
-That's 5 days Sandy...
-She already was in chastity belt last time tempered Brian rolling a 4.
-That's right but that's the game laughed Mike as he rolled a 1...
-Ho... No, that's not fair
Melissa rolled a 5.

Finally Sandy got her belt and Mike got tied onto the table.

-Did you liked my caress last time?
-Hummm, answered nodding Mike.

-I propose you a female orgasm, do you agree ? You might find it slow and long
but I'm sure you'll like it by the end.
Mike nodded again.
Sandy caressed Mike's balls and crotch slowly, going down to his ass, avoiding his
dick, she was pressing between his balls as she wanted to push her hands in a hole
that wasn't present. At his oscillations Sandy thought Mike appreciated her caress.
she stopped for kissing him on his gag caressing his nose with her breast, her hands
running down his belly.
-Is that pleasurable ? Are you right to continue on ? I'll began to touch your
dick, but very slowly do you agree ?
Mike nodded to her questions, and she continued on to slowly caress and kiss him
between his legs using her lips and hands but also her breast.
-You're so hairy here, I think we could remove some of it, but not today...
Mike didn't seem to agree, but his butt was moving searching Sandy hands
-That's right you're like a hot slut, Do not be ashamed, I'm like you when Melissa
does that to me, I like it so much, and now with her belt I'm not far from your
state... I've read that men have a pleasure spot in their ass Do you allow me
? She said as she fingered his little hole, Mike's shaked violently "no",
and his hole become thighter...
-Ok I just come back in a few minutes Mike, I obey I won't fuck you in the ass
The minutes were so long for Mike... but Sandy finally went back. Her fingers
were cold and wet...
-It's some oil, do not be afraid it's not for your butt, unless you change
your mind. You know what, if you accept to open your ass to me and if I hurt you
I'll let you fuck me in the ass, but only if I hurt you
But Mike wasn't ready for that, despite his mind was concentrated on sex and the
growning orgasm that seemed not to come so easily...
-It's the first time it take so long to you to reach an orgasm ?
Mike nodded.
-I really need more than that, I'll be glad you agree we take our time to build yours
I won't be bitch to stop and let you unfinished, I promise.
Mike nodded, but it was not so clear...
tweenty minutes later, so fifty minutes after they began, Sandy stroked his dick and
he cummed stronger than he ever had.
Sandy untied him, and they went to take a common shower.
-I'm sorry you're belted is there something I can do asked Mike.
-Would you like to caress and kiss me...
-But You'll be unable to reach an orgasm.
-We do not have enough time... but if you agree to be belted also, I'll
ask Melissa to give you my key, you'll the one that will be able to set
me free...

After she promise to set him free the day after, Mike got a CB the girls had bought.
Melissa gave him the key of Sandy's belt but promise him a month in his belt if he freed
her defore the due date.

The following days they met every evening, Mike learnt to come with less and less stimulation
on his dick and finally accepted ass penetration and hair removal on all his crotch.
-Tomorrow I'll be free from the belt, but I want to ask you something...
-No matter what it is... the answer is yes
-I would ask you to keep your belt tomorrow...
-Err...  I thought you would have asked me not to use my sex... but keeping the belt...
I've already said yes... Will have I to keep it for five days ?
-Oh it's wonderfull from you...

At first they tried with Sandy tied as was Mike before, but quickly they understood. Mike
was not the dominant, and soon he was tied again.
-Sandy, please, I'm tied I cannot touch myself, remove the belt so that I could be erected
without hurting... Of course we won't use it unless you want use it.
-Do you want me to use it ?
-I would be pleased to give you some pleasure with it.
-For you what do you prefer ?
-I think I prefer being caressed.
-You like being fucked like a girl more than to fuck like a boy ?
ashamed Mike nodded...
-Do you mean this dick of yours is useless.
-We can use it to share some pleasure, but one some other side it's a little troublesome
because I cannot control my erections
-Poor of you... Would you like to be cleared of it ?
-Err ?! I didn't think of it...   Do you dislike it ?
-Of course not, But you mean you would be happier without it...

It took a few days for Mike to agree with Sandy. But despite he recognize that he
would be happier without his dick, the irreversible step was difficult to pass, until
Sandy Asked Brian to have his dick sucked by Mike and then to fuck Mike in his ass.
There were not gay, and it was difficult for Brian, but Mike finally find it not bad
and finally accepted to loose his dick.

-As a surgeon to be, I can do it myself for you, By example I can change the urethra
so that it came lower between your legs, but you'll have to sit to pee...
-What about my balls ?
-If we remove them you'll loose your libido...
-That's not the purpose...
-I'll prepare a contract for the hospital...

A few days later Mike was on the operating table, and as Melissa was to anaesthetize
him Mike asked :" How will I look like, my crotch I mean"
-Err You have an idea about what you want ?
-I think I would prefer a vulva look, than just a pee hole, if you can...
-I'll try Mike answered Sandy

As Mike was sleeping, Sandy's surgery professor came in...
-Young Lady, Stop, I'm not sure you're qualifed enough to perform such a castration,
And first did he agree.
-Of course said both girls showing the signed contract.
-How will you do it ?
-Err... I thought about a simple castration, but he just asked for a vulva look and
-I see, I'll do it with you, but you'll have a debt over me...

Once the operation was finished, The professor asked Sandy to come with him...
... for the whole night.

The tomorrow morning she met Melissa : "I love Mike, and I changed him into a
dickless man, because I was so lesbian...  
...And after this night I discovered how good it is to have a big dick into my cunt".