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“There appeared to be some new hairs growing under the scrotum Mary. The highest setting should eliminate them nicely.”
[Mary seemed to jump with eagerness at the suggestion. She stepped to Boy’s rear, drew the warming, pink sac back in her left hand and after a few seconds of examination applied the metal tip of the appliance to various points on the soft, sensitive skin. Boy convulsed noticeably, but it was evident that he was quite adapted to the electrolysis. It was inconceivable that a normal male could remain kneeling and tolerate pain equivalent to a bee sting on such a precious organ, but as I was discovering, Boy was no longer a normal male.
Jasmine released Boy’s wrists from the table and placed them in cuffs. Her powerful hands guided Boy’s limp arms back as if they belonged to a puppet. Years of training had taught Boy to keep his limbs relaxed to be pushed and pulled about as Jasmine or other female superiors desired. Therefore it was an easy matter for Jasmine to place Boy’s arms behind his back, bend them at the elbows and attach the wrists in the standard configuration..., well up the back and attached to sturdy eyelets on the neck collar.
Mary continued her work with relish, eliminating many unseen short hairs that had the temerity to grow and potentially sully Lady Constance’s hairless play toy.
Jasmine paused to watch and pointed out other stubble that she had encountered during her earlier aggressive massage. When satisfied that Mary was attentively zapping Boy to complete smoothness, she walked to the wall opposite me and released a rope. A sturdy chain lowered from the ceiling directly over Boy’s head. Jasmine tied off the rope and returned to Boy, where she attached the chain to the back of his neck collar.
This held Boy so that he knelt on the table as before, except that his upper torso was supported by his neck-collar, instead of his arms and hands.
Jasmine picked up a metal device from the preparation table and walked to where Boy’s head was suspended by the chain. She held up in front of him a shiny, metal clamp.]
“You know what I want.”
[Boy reluctantly thrust out his tongue. He knew what was coming and had no way to avoid it. Jasmine gripped the long, slippery appendage and unmercifully tightened the evil device entrapping Boy’s only permitted functioning, sex organ. She didn’t stop until Boy winced. It was a real signal of pain not feigned, and at that point Jasmine pulled on the clamp to ensure its tightness.]
“He’ll be very eager to use it when freed. Yes, won’t you, Boy? Lady Constance’s visitor will be very pleased with your oral efforts today.”
[A cord was released from the winch in front of the table, pulled upward and attached to the clamp. Jasmine smiled as she turned the winch back, tightening the cord, pulling the clamp and stretching the incredibly long tongue well beyond Boy’s bright, red lips. As with the clamp, she slowly turned the winch until a guttural sound erupted from Boy’s throat, indicating an intolerable pain level. It was only then that Jasmine locked the winch assuring a steady tightness on the cord and thus the tongue.]
“Boy just wiles away the time while his body is modified to Lady Constance’s liking. He’ll think about how much pleasure he will bestow at the next opportunity. Yes, won’t you, Boy?”
[Mary continued her endeavors with the electrolysis moving to the buttocks and then to Boy’s right side, closely examining the scrubbed, effeminate flesh. An occasional unseen but apparently stubborn short hair would catch her soft fingers, as she gently smoothed her free hand over every inch of skin.
Jasmine stood by Boy’s head. The fingers of her right hand moved under her brief, rubber apron and returned glistening with wet traces of her feminine charms. She reached to Boy’s face and slowly coated his nose, upper lip and corners of his mouth leaving her scent where he could not avoid inhaling the musky aroma.
She resumed her narrative.]
“I only regret not being able to masturbate him. It’s a very heady feeling, firmly grasping a good, stiff phallus, especially with a male as well endowed as Boy. But complete chastity is essential. When he was deemed to be properly responding to Lady Constance, all overt gratification ceased.
“But for the year or so of training..., what fun!
“I remember one night at the country estate with Lady Constance’s school friends we had a contest. Each girl guessed at how far Boy could ejaculate.
“I was not permitted to enter of course. Lady Constance knew I could make him squirt any distance I wished. So I became the non-partisan participant with instructions from Lady Constance to maximize his performance.
“Well, Doctor, you can imagine what an interesting challenge that was, having free reign over a male with a huge penis and in his prime years of sexual development.
“With my medical studies, I knew the proper method and position for the best results. I had Boy kneel on a thick book. I attached two chains hanging from beams overhead to each side of his neck collar. His wrists were secured in back of course, and a white linen sheet was spread in front of him on the floor.
“Lady Constance’s friends loved Boy. It’s not often that teenage girls are able to view the naked male form with impunity. And of course, they had a free hand in assisting with his training. Most learned quickly, as Lady Constance had, that with his lenses Boy could not properly focus. So it was a common sight to see a young lass take Boy to a far corner of the large house, or when outdoors to a secluded area of the estate, hike up her skirt and encourage his oral training.
“So the suggested contest was enthusiastically received, and each girl guessed at the distant of the furthest stain on the linen sheet. The winner received Boy’s oral ministrations, which were much appreciated.
“I knelt behind Boy and began the slow process. I kept him infibulated and I enjoyed waking up the various glands that way. As one Dominant woman described it, making his organs ready to boil.
“One must be careful with timing in such a scenario. Leaving him infibulated causes painful attempts to tumefy, which normally is not a problem, but on that occasion too much pain would interfere with performance.
“So I massaged the testicles, perineum, worked a finger or two into the rectum and watched the infibulating wire very closely.
“When I detected a moderate level of pain, I pulled out the infibulating wire and remained motionless. I wanted no distractions as Boy’s erection steadily rose. Each girl, lined up on both sides of the sheet, gasped in amazement. I myself got tremendously excited knowing that it was only by my hand and action that Boy stood, and of course with his size and the girls’ limited experience, it was quite an impressive performance for them.
“Boy had no trinkets at the time. It was only when I decided that he should be kept chaste, that Lady Constance began adding all the mementos. So his long shaft was free to stroke, and I was and still am quite adept at it.
“I like to work just the base, the lower portion which has much less sensitivity. The method requires more time to reach the boiling point and continues awakening the prostate, ampulla and ejaculatory muscles. I keep the shaft bent downward as much as possible. Usually to the floor, which is most uncomfortable, but for the contest I did not want to mix a pain signal with pleasure. So I kept him at a modest downward angle, which would forestall ejaculation with minimal discomfort.
“My lubricated left hand continued its penetration of course. While working the shaft, most males won’t even feel the fingers enter, and of course we kept Boy’s backside opened from early days at the clinic.”
