Chapter 1

Mistress had put me on the punishment rack with my arms in an armbinder. A metal bar that screws into the wall, clamps my balls and pulls them up infront of my body. She loves it because it keeps me on my tip toes, and I can’t move away, because any movement yanks on my balls. She had taken a video doorbell and set it up in front of where I was, so that anytime I moved it would send her a notification, and she could check in on me whenever she wanted. Before she closed the red leather hood over my head, she promised that tonight would be fun.

I knew that this meant I would likely end up hurting by the end, and looked forward to what she was going to make tonight entail. I did my best to stay as still as possible, but especially being forced onto my tiptoes, there was no way I could hold 1 position for the hours she had me there. She came in a while later to add to my predicament. The shock collar, wrapped between my chastity cage and body, tested at every shock level to make sure it worked, and a pair of clover clamps on my nipples. A collar around my neck, slightly choked me, and was connected to the wall with a thick metal chain. It’s purpose was so that if my legs gave out, I couldn’t fall too far. Occasionally I would feel a shock on my balls, but the time passed mostly uneventfully.

Suddenly I felt the clover clamps ripped off, and her hands rough, massaged my nipples. Once the pain had mostly subsided, I felt her mouth gently teasing my swollen nipples. Then a second mouth started teasing my other nipple. I had no clue who it was, and while we had talked before, and she had teased me plenty, about me serving her girlfriends, this was brand new. Someone else was getting to see me, bare and naked, completely exposed and helpless. As my cock tried and failed to stand at attention, her girlfriends hand reached down and began teasing my balls. The clamps were reattached to my nipples and they moved away. I could hear the TV flick on, and their muffled voices.

The shock collar had a setting where it responded to noise, and given that I was positioned right next to the TV, the shocks started coming hard and fast. One of my mistresses favorite things to do was to start the level low, and every 5-10 minutes, turn the level up. She especially loved doing this with long movies, where I would be at level 20 for a long time. While the hood muffled most of my noises, it didn’t muffle everything. As I felt the hood being unlaced, she promised me that if I looked at who else was there, she would leave me with the shock collar at 20 all night. The longest I had gone before was 45 minutes, and I had almost passed out from that. As the hood came off, I squeezed my eyes as tight as I could, so she wouldn’t mistake me for trying to look. She poured a bit of water down my throat, and I heard her asking for the other girl’s socks. Their socks were shoved into my mouth, and clearly my cheeks were not full enough as she stripped off her thong and shoved it in as well. She then asked for the other girls thong, who quickly complied and it was stuffed in my mouth as well. A few strips of duck tape secured my mouth shut. Her paddle came down hard on my balls and I screamed, it took everything I could to not open my eyes as I fought against the pain.

“Ehh, by the time the hood is back on, we will barely be able to hear his pathetic screams.”

The other girl stayed silent, likely because I’d be able to identify her by her voice.

“Take your top off and come over here” My mistress commanded the other girl.

Those two began passionately making out with one another.

“Wouldn’t you like to see us enjoying each others bodies?” Each word stung due to the shocks being delivered.

“Wouldn’t it be worth it to endure a night of pain, just to see us beautiful girls? Clearly you don’t think we’re pretty enough if you won’t open your eyes.”

“I think we should punish him for not appreciating our beauty.” It was a whisper so I couldn’t tell who it was