They ordered Colin to get off the floor, but he needed some help and he was crying out in pain as they lead him outside. He had no idea where they were taking him, and as they pushed him outside, they told him to take the pegs off himself. It was pouring outside and Colin was grateful that at least he had his hood on. He began to take the pegs off starting with the ones that had been on the longest. The skin was red and raised wherever a peg had been, and he worked as quickly as he could but soon his fingers were numb with the rain and cold. It took him some time before he was free and able to go back into the room dripping. Paula had put an old blanket down and she told him to lie down on it. His nostrils caught the odour of something he knew only to well and his heart sank – oh no not that!!
Whilst Colin was outside, Paula had got a candle for them each to light and she told them the object of the game was to see who could put the last bit of candle wax on Colin’s body before he screamed out loud. Then the winner could give Colin the same number of lashes with a whip anywhere on his body she liked. The girls were a little unsure as Karen had cried out as a little bit of hot wax was splashed onto her hand. ‘He has to be humiliated and hurt, that was our plan.’ Paula pleaded, ‘Don’t chicken out now!!’
Paula took some leather straps and tied Colin’s hands and feet to points so that he was spread-eagled on the floor and unable to move. She picked up her candle and began the game. ‘See where the skin is raised and red from the pegs, if you aim there it really hurts!’ She aimed the wax onto the shaft of his cock and he moaned out in pain, trying to shake himself free of his bonds. ‘See, he likes it.’ she added, and the girls began to play the game gingerly at first. Soon his cock and balls were covered in various colours of wax and they began on his tits. This had always been a very sensitive area for Colin, and soon he cried out for it all to end and Jean was declared the winner. ‘Before I get to whip him, lets peel it off quickly in case it stings him!!’
Soon they were all over Colin and he had to stop himself cumming as hands were all over his cock and balls, and he was sure that he felt a finger or two slyly feeling his anus.
‘It was his tits that let him down, funny enough,’ said Heather, ‘I would have thought it would have been his balls.’ ‘He really hates anything done to his nipples.’ replied Paula. ‘I once put a needle through each nipple and he screamed out in pain. It was great.’
The others looked in disbelief – no they argued, surely she could not have stooped that low. Yes, she had said, and she would show them. Colin let out a wail as he heard the discussing piercing.
‘Please no,’ he cried, ‘Not that. P-l-e-a-s-e!!’
‘Shut up little runt!’ Paula snapped back. ‘You were the one who wanted to show how good a slave you were to other people, now let me enjoy myself.’
Quickly Paula got out a set of long needles and some disinfectant. She cleaned the needles, cleaned his nipples and prepared herself. The others looked in awe as she took hold of one nipple and pushed the needle through his red teat in one rapid movement. He cried out in pain but was held in his bonds. The other was soon put through the other side, and the ladies cried out in glee.
‘What about his cock and balls?’ they enquired in unison. ‘Okay, we’ll do it,’ relied Paula.
His cock and balls were covered in disinfectant, and the all the girls asked if they could pass a needle. One by one, they grasped either the shaft or his ball sack, and pushed the needle through the skin as Paula had shown them. They smiled at their handy-work as small trickles of blood crept down his body from his wounds.
‘Can’t wait to get my Eddie tied up now,’ ventured Heather, ‘and try this on him.’ They all agreed that they would try it now that they had been shown how easy it was to do. They took out the needles one by one, making sure the bleeding had stopped.
‘Here is the whip, where would you like to give him 6 strokes, Jean?’ Paula asked.
‘On his cock!!’ she replied.
She too the soft leather whip and gave him six firm strokes across his cock and Colin flinched in agony as each stroke hit him. As she finished and Colin had relaxed, she hit him once across the balls and Colin winced in pain.
‘One for luck,’ Jean added with a grin.
‘I really have to go soon,’ Karen said,’ as my kids need picking up. Anything else to do for the ultimate humiliation?’
Colin could hear whispering, and his hand and feet were freed from his bonds. He felt hands pushing him outside again into the pouring rain and a voice added, ‘Stand in front of the window and wank until you cum and catch your spunk in your hand. You cannot come in until we see that beautiful white liquid!!’
Colin walked around to the window aware that he could be seen by someone walking down the path at the side of the house although they were sheltered by bushes. He took his erect cock and began to rub the shaft vigorously in the pouring rain. His mind recalled the humiliation and pleasure he had received today – the peeing that he loved so much, the pegs, the wax and the finally agony of the needles. Yes, these married women had all watched his cock be tortures. He felt the tell tale tightening of his balls and soon he was shooting his spunk onto his outstretched palm. He suddenly realised he was wet and cold and showed his spunk to the girls who were all laughing and clapping. He walked through the kitchen door and back into the room and held his spunk-covered palm for all to see.
‘Now for the ultimate humiliation, girls’ Paula said in a light, cheerful voice. ‘Now lick it into your mouth Colin.’
‘Oh, no!!’ cried Jean. ‘No man would ever do that!!’
‘But he is not a man, Jean, he is my slave and will do as I say!!’ Paula replied.
The girls stood goggle-eyed as they watched Colin’s tongue came out from the mouth hole in his hood and pick up the spunk little by little. They were amazed and could not believe that Colin could be humiliated so much in front of Paula’s guests.
‘Open your mouth and show us you have swallowed it.’ Paula added. He opened his mouth and showed Paula he had indeed swallowed it. ‘There you are girls, the final humiliation. The show is over, go and make slaves of your husbands too. I think Colin deserves a round of applause!!’
They all clapped and cheered Colin who stood stationary with his cock now small and insignificant.
‘Next meeting is on the 17th and I have read about infiltrating Colin’s balls with saline until they grow to twice or three times their original size!! You all game to try it.’
‘Yes, Yes!!’ they all agreed and went to put on their coats to leave. They all wondered what Colin’s face looked like as all photographs of him had been removed but when they had all left, Paula said to Colin, ‘They never will know what you look like, as you are mine alone. She took off his mask and they kissed passionately as they both had been turned on by the experience. Colin’s cock grew large and they were soon fucking passionately on the floor – would she ever let her group see this, she did not know. But..
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