Be Careful What You Wish For # 879

by Brenda

 

I woke up slowly but was a bit disoriented. I cleared the sleep from my eyes only to realize I was in a hospital. The facts were fuzzy but I recalled the party last night. I think it was last night. I started to replay it in my mind, trying to figure it out….

Well, another birthday is upon me. The big 30. My wife had planned the party all I had to do was get dressed. For this one I was to be dressed as my alter ego and her lesbian slut, "Kellie".

Our friends all know about this side of our lives, because they are almost all Fem / Dom couples as well. I showered and shaved, and pulled together my wardrobe. I picked out a gorgeous, sexy red dress, thigh highs, and the rest, (You know the routine) I won’t bore you with the details but I was going to look hot. Submissive, and ready.

As I dressed I pulled my cock back between my legs and tucked my balls up into their sockets. I wished I had a smoother looking crotch but this was the best I could do. I often thought it would be great not to have these balls hanging out. Then I would always be smooth and pretty under my panties. "Well, under my tight lacy red thong, it will look smooth though", I told my self. "Who knows, someday Mistress may make that a reality."

The guests were arriving as I finished my make up. Mistress Lynn, my wife and owner called me to the party room and I was happy to see so many friends here in their fetish finery. I knew it was going to be a hot night.

After a few drinks, refreshments, and small talk, partiers were getting anxious to play. Lynn called everyone together to sing Happy Birthday, and then Mistress Lynn quieted the crowd and asked me what I wanted for my birthday present. Not one to waste an opportunity, I suggested a blowjob for each of my years, as this was something I could enjoy over a few weeks or more. I may be a dyke in a mans body but I still enjoy good head!

Mistress Lynn said there weren’t enough cocks for me to give 30 so I would have to do everyone twice after I got my birthday spanking. I protested that I wanted to receive them, not give them. She laughed and reminded me that I was her property. "I can’t see that you even have a cock under those clothes. The way you’re dressed it’s obvious that you should be giving them. Her hand reached down to my crotch and she dug her nails in to my shaft. I yelped in pain as she pulled me up till I was teetering on my tiptoes. She leaned over and softly kissed me, gently, but firmly melting me with her tongue. When she broke the kiss she tied me over the horse. My legs were spread to the horse legs and my arms bound to the other side.

My dress was pulled up and pinned in place. Lynn pulled out her favorite paddle and warmed my bottom with soft taps. When she was ready I would feel them in earnest. She caressed by cock and it began to strain inside the thong. Someone slipped a blindfold over my eyes, and a tongue into my mouth. I was being manipulated from both ends, getting hotter than ever. The tongue was removed and replaced by another. Wait it wasn’t a tongue. It was a cock.

Before I could protest, the paddle came down heavily on my bottom. I tried to yell out and almost swallowed it. As I felt the next blow to my backside I knew it was a warning not to stop sucking. The more I sucked, the lighter the paddle fell. When the smallish cock finally erupted in my mouth I heard a cheer from the crowd. The cock soon vanished from my mouth. The paddle crashed down again and as I opened my mouth to react it was filled with another cock. After 4 or 5 more cocks the paddling stopped and I just opened up for who ever wanted to stuff me.

My crotch was being stimulated again, and the heat in my loins was growing. Mistress Lynn leaned close to my ear and told me I was doing a great job but she wanted to be sure that I got 30 cocks off without taking all night. I soon felt my thong being pulled aside and felt a cock violating my ass. I was being fucked from both ends at once. I was crying as I continued on one cock after another. Hours later, I think, I finally finished. When the blindfold was removed I could see Lynn sitting to the side playing with her beautiful clit.

"Well slut, looks like you finished. I bet if we get rid of those balls I could make some good money whoring you off. That was one hot show you put on." While she was talking, others removed me from the horse. I was re-secured face up on a bed. A couple of ladies came over and relieved themselves in my mouth before having me lick them to orgasm. Some others had tied a cord around my cock and tied it to the end of the bed. My balls were still trapped within me, but I was horny as hell. I just wanted to come. One by one the guests came over to say good night. When they had all left Mistress Lynn came back and began teasing me some more. She said how proud she was of her little girl for being so well behaved tonight. (Like I had a choice). She played a while longer and started talking nasty to me. She would pull on my tits and tell me how nice it would be if they were a little bigger, and how pretty my crotch would look without any ugly balls hanging out. I could see her massaging herself at the same time and getting even hotter.

She kissed me more, running her tongue around my mouth as I submissively accepted her control. She told me how pretty I looked as a girl and wanted to make me more feminine. She said I would be much prettier with my cock permanently tucked between my legs and wondered if there was a way we could pierce it to hold it down. I asked how we would fuck, and she said I would look great with a strap on around my waist.

"But how would I be able to come Mistress?" I asked. "You’ll just have to reach down and rub it like a big clit Kellie. After all that’s what you really want, isn’t it?" she responded. I was about to come form all this when she pulled her hands away and left me panting.

She returned with the blindfold, a whip, and a hardwood paddle. I new what was coming. When the blindfold was secure Mistress Lynn told me she was upset that I still had a hard on. "I can’t tuck it away like that, now can I," she remarked. She then started to whip it up and down its length, making me moan in pain and pleasure. As my moans became cries she got an inflatable gag and pumped it up in my mouth.

The whip started raining down harder and I squirmed with every stroke. She switched to the paddle and grabbed my nipple ring to keep me from moving too much while she beat on my sore cock. She started paddling harder and harder and would occasionally hit my thighs. She started tapping on my balls as they were pushing up into little mounds trapped just above the base of my cock. The blows started coming more strongly, and I could tell Lynn was getting off on it. As she came she brought a blow down across my balls that sent me reeling in pain. Lynn removed the blindfold and untied my cock and limbs.

My balls hurt like hell and were swelling up. We tried to drop them out of their sockets but they wouldn’t drop. They had swollen too much to pop back out. The pain was increasing and I was getting worried. There was excess pressure on my bladder and I couldn’t control it. We decided that we would have to go to the ER because the pain was becoming unbearable. She wouldn’t let me change, so still in my red dress, we headed to the hospital.

At the ER they had me sign some papers and gave me a sedative and painkillers. One of the papers gave Lynn power of attorney incase they needed a decision while I was sedated. I was given a room for the night and they asked if I wanted a catheter. Lynn requested they use a diaper instead as it would be gentler on me, after all the trauma of the long night. The nurses were all giggling as they prepared me for bed. "Maybe we should get him a pink gown," said one of them, "After all he is dressed for it".

The next day my doctor would come by to see me. I drifted off to sleep under the effect of the drugs.

 

To be continued

 

 

 

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