BRADY BUNCH: JAN ON HER OWN

BY KENNA
kenna198401@aol.com

[ part 26 ]

The boys woke to pain. Hank stood on his toes, his legs spread just as Tracy had on her first session with Jan. He was nude already with a butt plug stuck in his young, virgin ass. Johnny was similarly tied, facing Hank. His scrotum was stretched with a two inch wide steel band separating his balls and his cock. Kyle lay on his back, a rope tied around his scrotum ran to the ceiling and held his cock a foot in the air. Unfortunately, his bound hands and feet meant his weight was essentially supported by his scrotum.

Hank gaped at Johnny’s cock and looked down at his own. He was relieved to see his cock hanging normally, but felt the uncomfortable pressure of the plug up his ass. He bore down to force the plug out, but it was well seated. Jan would have to deflate it before it would come out. His shoulders already ached and he was acutely aware of his vulnerability. His 12-year-old mistress stood in front of him and reached for his cock. The boy wished his cock could retreat, but he felt her hand grasp him and squeeze. “Aaaaaaa,” he moaned at the pressure on his balls.

Bill sat to the side. He’d helped Jan tied up the boys and now wanted to watch her in action with them. He winced in sympathetic pain as Hank’s balls were squeezed. He’d indulged Jan’s full fantasy and didn’t regret it as he watched her. The girl was dressed in a latex suit that fit every curve of her young body. The shiny rubber looked sexy on her, like a second skin that hid virtually nothing. It gave her the right mix of sexy and sinister so she fit the part of a dominatrix.

The effect was not lost on Hank. He didn’t ask what was going on as he had just as he passed out before. There was no doubt that he was there for Jan’s revenge. He also knew that pleading probably wouldn’t help. A tear ran down his cheek as Jan squeezed his balls. He’d worried about paying for his deed, but had never envisioned this. His fear rose as she whispered, “Maybe I should cut this fucking thing off. You’d look good with no cock between your legs, wouldn’t you, dickhead?”

“N-no,” said Hank. “It… it wouldn’t look right. Please, you can’t. I’m sorry.”

“I could cut it off and then you’d be my bitch. My dickless bitch,” said Jan as if Hank had not spoken at all. “Dress you up in cute girl’s clothes and make you my bitch.” She let go of his cock and ran her hands up his firm young chest. Then she acknowledged his words. “Sorry are you? I’ll teach you a new meaning of sorry, dickhead.” Her hands cupped his face and she pressed her lips to his, giving him a deep kiss that he returned with confusion and caution. His cock swelled slightly at the sensuous kiss and the feel of the smooth rubber against his body.

Jan stepped away from Hank, but then looked back at him. “How’s your ass feel, by the way?”

“It hurts, Jan,” said Hank. “It’s really… uh, stretched. What’s in there?”

“Oh, if I told you, you wouldn’t believe me. If I showed you, you wouldn’t believe something that size could fit up your ass. So, we’ll just leave it there and you can wonder.”

Jan turned her attention to Johnny. He was moaning in pain and crying. His balls hurt terribly. Looking down at his cock made it seem even worse as he looked at the impossibly wide band wrapped around his scrotum and his purple balls. “I’ll bet if I leave that on long enough, you’re balls will just fall off,” said Jan. She reached forward and Johnny tried to shrink away.

“Aaaaeeee,” he screamed as she tapped his sensitive balls.

“Ooooo, I didn’t know this would be so effective,” she said. “Hurts, huh?”

“Uh huh,” moaned Johnny. “Really, really bad. Please, take it off. God, it hurts.”

“Must really make you feel like shit to be tied up and can’t take it off yourself. What would you do for me if I agreed to take it off? Would you suck Hank’s cock while I watched you? I’ll bet you really hate that I can cause you so much pain and there’s not a fucking thing you can do about it, huh, numb nuts?” She smacked his balls again.

“Aaaaeeeeee,” said Johnny. He hadn’t answered Jan’s questions, but he heard their intent and he quivered at the thought of doing something so vile. He wasn’t a faggot like some of the other boys that he teased. But, right now, putting Hank’s cock in his mouth was a price that he might pay for pain relief.

Jan walked over to Kyle and swung a leg over him. She stood above him, straddling his chest. “You’re getting the best deal,” she said to him. “You’ll have the longest cock in town by the time this is done.”

Kyle didn’t particularly agree that is was a good deal. It was his scrotum, not his cock that was being stretched. He was resting on his shoulders and feet, his back arched in between them. When he arched hard, it eased the pain in his scrotum, but his back cramped badly. When he relaxed his back, his scrotum was nearly pulled off.

Jan squatted low of him as if about to sit on him. “If I sat down, I wonder if that would pull your cock right off of you?” she mused. She loved the frantic look on Kyle’s face as he considered that possibility. “Think you could hold my weight?”

“N-no,” said Kyle. “Don’t. It hurts so bad already. Don’t sit down, please.

The fact was that Jan was a bit concerned about Kyle’s predicament. It looked to be the most painful and potentially disastrous one of the three boys. She didn’t want him to lose his cock and it looked like that really could happen. She wanted to let him down, but he had to give something up for that. She waved her hand at his purple balls and said, “If I slap you and you say thank you, mistress Jan, then I’ll let you down. Understand?”

“Please, don’t,” begged Kyle. “It hurts already. Don’t hit it.”

“But, that’s the deal,” said Jan. “If I don’t hit it, you stay there. If I hit it and you say, don’t do that, you stay there. If I hit it and you say, thank you, mistress Jan, you get down. Understand?”

“Oh, God, please don’t.”

“Like that’s gonna stop me,” said Jan. “1-2-3,” she counted and smacked his balls.

“Aaaaaaaaaa,” screamed Kyle. “Fuck that hurts. Oh, my God, it hurts so bad.”

“You’re welcome,” said Jan sarcastically. “1-2…”

“Thank you, thank you,” screamed Kyle.

“3,” said Jan and smacked his balls.

“Aaaaaaa. Haaah. Huuuh,” he panted. “Thank you, mistress Jan. Thank you, thank you.”

Jan lowered the boy and let him lay flat on his back. “Get it right the first time, idiot, and it will save you a lot of pain.” She turned back to Hank.

She again put her hands on his chest and whispered to him. “Ready for the butt plug to come out, dickhead?”

“Yes, Jan, please,” he said.

“Well, let’s get it right first. It’s mistress Jan. Got it?”

“Yes, mistress Jan,” said Hank.

“Good boy,” she said, stroking his hair. “Now, tell me quietly so nobody else hears, what you’re gonna do to convince me I should take it out.”

“I’m never gonna be mean to girls again,” said Hank.

“No, no, I mean right now,” said Jan. “What are you going to do for punishment?”

“I don’t know,” said Hank. He wasn’t sure what Jan was getting at.

“OK, let me tell you,” she said. “You’re going to suck off Johnny.” She watched the disbelief in his eyes. “You know, put his cock in your mouth, suck on it, swallow his cum. You made me do it. Now, I want you to do it. Now, tell me what you’re gonna do.”

“I’m not gonna do that.”

“Oh, did the fucking butt plug suddenly get comfortable?”

“No, what are you doing?” He tried to watch as Jan disappeared behind him. He couldn’t see her squeezing the ball that pumped more air into the butt plug, but he felt it expanding. “Oh, God, no,” he moaned. “Jesus Christ, no more, please, Jan, please, uh, mistress Jan.”

Jan came back around front. “So you were going to tell me what you’re going to do…”

“Come on, Jan, I’m a boy. I can’t do that.”

“Do you think that’s all the bigger that fucking butt plug will get?” she asked him. “You ready to have your ass the size of a basketball?”

Hank grimaced at the image in his mind. “N-no,” he said. “But… but…” Jan started to walk around him. “OK, OK,” said Hank. “I’ll do it.”

Jan got close to him again. “Tell me what you’re gonna do.”

“I’m gonna suck off Johnny.”

“I’ll be right back.” Jan walked over to Johnny and made him the same offer – his scrotum stretcher removed in exchange for blowing Hank. He was equally reticent.

“Well then,” said Jan. “Guess I’ll have to convince you that it’s worth the effort.” She attached the wires to Johnny’s nipples and closed the switch.

“Aaaaaaaa,” screamed Johnny. “Gaaaah,” he added as the current stopped. “What the hell was that?”

“Want some more?”

“No,” he said. “No more.”

“Then say it,” she said.

“I’ll blow Hank if you undo the thing on my balls.”

“Very good,” she said. Reaching between his legs, she caressed the length of his small cock. “Now, here’s the deal.” She spoke so both boys could hear. “Hank wants to do the same to you. But, only one of you gets to do it. The one who convinces me that he wants to do it most wins. So, tell me quietly, we don’t want Hank to hear. What are you going to do to save your fucking balls?” She squeezed them lightly.

“Aaaa,” said Johnny. “I’m gonna suck off Hank.” Johnny hadn’t gotten the spirit of the competition. Jan waited a few seconds to see if he was going to promise more, or beg better, but he didn’t.

When she asked Hank, however, he knew what the point was. “Please, mistress Jan, I’ll suck on Johnny’s cock real good.” Jan stroked his cock and felt it swell in her hand as she listened. “I’ll get on my knees, put his cock in my mouth, suck on it, and let him cum in my mouth. Please, let me do it, mistress Jan.”

“We have a winner,” said Jan, releasing Hank’s cock. “Look he even got turned on telling me about it.” She indicated his now erect cock.

Hank blushed at her implication. He wondered himself if that was true. Jan lowered Hank from the ceiling and fastened his hands behind his back. Untying his feet, she made him knee walk over to Johnny. “You said you’d take it out,” said Hank.

“The butt plug comes out when you’ve got a mouthful of cum,” said Jan. “Now suck.” She was disappointed, but she had to undo the stretcher on Johnny’s scrotum to let his sperm flow from his balls. That gave the boy relief that he hadn’t earned yet. Hank leaned forward and licked tentatively at his friend’s cock. Urged on by Jan, he took more and more of the cock into his mouth. He felt horrible to be doing such a disgusting thing, but his pain drove him on. Johnny was equally repulsed by the fact that his friend was sucking him. But, the sensation was impossible to ignore and he hardened despite himself. He shut his eyes and tried to imagine it was a girl instead of a boy. Finally, he unloaded in Hank’s mouth. The 12-year-old cocksucker swallowed the cum in his mouth and sat back. He sighed with relief as Jan released the air in his plug and then pulled it all the way out.

“A little help, please,” she said to Bill, indicating Hank. Together they tied Hank back in position, but mercifully left him standing flat footed. He’d earned his relief… for now. There would be more torment to come. Johnny tried to shrink away as Jan turned back to him, but there was no escape. He gasped in renewed pain as Jan restretched his balls. She placed her hands on his smooth chest and whispered, “Good boy, cumming in Hank’s mouth like that. But, you have to do more than that to get your balls freed for good. You’re gonna get another chance in a few minutes. Don’t fuck it up this time.” She smacked his helpless balls with her hand and smiled at his yelp in pain.

Kyle was resting relatively comfortably, but knew that his predicament was temporary and his relief tenuous. As Jan turned and looked over the nude boy, he squirmed in anticipation. From the look in her eyes, he knew it was not good to be the object of her attention. So, he was surprised when the latex clad preteen knelt between his legs and took his cock into his mouth. She sucked him to an erection and then slipped a cock ring over his hard member. He didn’t understand the function of the ring, but knew it probably was not good. It was long before he began to understand. Jan stroked his cock with her hand, jacking him for several minutes. “Wanna cum?” she taunted him.

“Uh huh,” he moaned. Then a chill ran down his spine as he realized that may not be the right answer. What if she didn’t want him to cum? “If it’s OK with you, m-mistress Jan,” he said.

“Well, it’s not OK with me,” she said. “But, with that on your cock, you can’t anyway, so you can try all you want.”

Kyle’s moans of pleasure turned to frustration and then pain as the pressure built up. Satisfied that she had driven him past the point of enjoyment, Jan leaned over his face. “Suck my titties, Kyle,” she said. “Lick them for me.” Kyle looked at her latex body suit in confusion. Unable to do as ordered, he ran his tongue over the rubber suit where her small mounds pressed outward. “Ooo, yeah, that feels good,” she said in pretend lust. She let him alternate between them for a few minutes before shifting and presenting him with her crotch. “Eat me, cock boy,” she said and then watched him tongue the rubber suit with vigor. She slowly rotated her hips forward, moving the focus of his attention, moaning as if she was actually receiving stimulation from his efforts. “Ooo, yeah, eat my cunt, cock boy. That feels soooo good. Yeah, now my ass. Eat my ass. Lick my asshole. Kiss my ass.”

The girl stood and walked away. With her back to Kyle, she fixed a long rubber dildo to the crotch of her suit and returned. She could see his cock still throbbing at full staff. Jan knelt over Kyle’s face again with her strap on horizontal. “Now, lick my cock,” she said. His tongue reached out and flicked up and down the length of the 12 inch fake cock. Like the suit she wore, the cock was shiny black plastic. “You like sucking on a black cock?” she asked him.

Kyle didn’t answer, but kept licking. He licked at the tip of it when she shifted her position to her hands and knees, her cock positioned vertically over his month. His eyes opened wide in surprise as the cock suddenly plunged down into his open mouth. It was only 2-inches deep in his mouth, but he couldn’t close his mouth and he knew the girl could easily feed him more. “Suck it, bitch,” said Jan. “Suck it like a good little bitch.” Kyle sucked.

Jan started to stroke her cock in and out of his mouth. On one of the strokes, Kyle took advantage of her exit and shut his mouth. Her next down stroke slid to the side, the big black cock pressing against his cheek. He knew instantly that was a mistake.

Without a word, Jan rose and grabbed the wires that were still attached to Johnny’s nipples. “Oh, God, no,” whined Kyle as she attached the clips to his nipples. “I didn’t mean to, mistress Jan,” he begged. “It was an accident. I won’t do it again.”

“You bet you won’t,” said Jan. “But I need to show you why you won’t ever do that again.” She picked up the switch. “This is gonna hurt like a sonofabitch.”

“Eeeeeeaaaaaaaaa,” screamed Kyle as the pain coursed through his nipples. “Aaaaa, aaaaaaa, aaaaaaaa,” he said again and again as Jan tortured him. His body writhed in pain and still his little cock pointed at the ceiling.

Finished with the boy’s lesson, Jan said, “OK, now I’m going to give you a choice. I can tie your cock back up the way it was and we’ll hope it doesn’t get pulled off. Or, I can stick this big, black cock all the way down your throat. Or, I can fuck your sweet little ass with it. What’s my little boy bitch want?”

Jan noticed Bill stir. She’d been aware that he was watching more and more intently even though he proclaimed no interest in the boys. It appeared that he had adjusted his cock in his pants a couple of times as if it was growing and in need of more space. Now he stood, clearly displaying a bulge in his crotch as he did. She looked up at him and said, “You like my little cocksucking bitch?”

“More than I thought I would,” said Bill. “That little cock of his is hard as a rock.”

“You can touch it,” said Jan. “He won’t mind. Will you, bitch?”

“N-n-no,” said Kyle.

It was the use of the term bitch that had aroused Bill. He looked at the boy as he would a young girl with a smooth chest, pretty face, and helpless mouth. The addition of the cock that wouldn’t wilt was surprisingly arousing to him. He could imagine just how delicate the boy’s position was and his cock responded to the sexual aura of the helpless boy. The blood pounded in his head and his cock and he surrendered to the lustful feelings that permeated his body. He grasped the small cock in his hand and felt its warmth and hardness. Tentatively he stroked it, feeling it respond as he did.

Jan delayed her plans as she watched her partner explore the young boy’s body. It was like a magical moment that she didn’t dare interrupt as he fondled the boy’s cock, a first for this heterosexual man. Bill glanced briefly at Jan, almost embarrassed, but he was reassured by her fascination. His hands ran up the boy’s smooth, flat stomach and chest, caressing the small nipples to hardness.

Kyle was more scared now than ever as the man fondled him. Unbidden, his cock jerked at the gentle touch and arousing caresses. Yet, what he saw was a man… a fag… touching him in a way he never wanted a man to touch him. And, there was nothing he could do. Not only was he tied, but he didn’t dare object for fear of pain. He shuddered as Bill paused to remove his own shirt. The man slid his chest across the boy’s chest, coming face to face with his captive. With one hand, Bill tenderly caressed the boy’s cheek as he would a girl’s. “Oh, you beautiful little bitch,” he said to the boy. He pressed his lips against the boy’s lips, running his tongue in the boy’s mouth in an insistent, arousing deep kiss.

The helpless boy jerked his head away for a moment, then remembered the pain he’d felt just moments before. He turned back to the man and opened his mouth, letting Bill kiss him hard and deep. Even as his cock pounded for release, he felt like a girl in the hands of a dirty old man. He’d touched girls this way himself.

Bill broke the kiss with Kyle and said, “Now I want to see my sweet bitch’s mouth around my cock.” He stood and shed the rest of his clothes. It was no relief to Kyle that the man’s cock was smaller than the huge dildo that Jan had offered to him. This was the real thing; it would taste like a man and fill his mouth with cum.

Suddenly, Kyle’s body was wracked with pain as Jan shocked him. “Eeeeeee,” screamed the bitch. “Wha… what was that for?”

“Just a little reminder,” said Jan. “Do him good or there’s more where that came from, bitch.”

So, as Bill knelt over him, Kyle opened his mouth without hesitation. Bill poised himself to fuck Kyle’s mouth, and then he heard Jan say, “You really ought to make the bitch beg for it.”

Kyle looked from Bill’s face to the looming cock to Jan’s face to the switch in her hand to the clips on his nipples. Bill had paused, but said nothing. Kyle had watched Jan make Hank beg for it and knew that he would to the same, sooner or later. “P-p-please, mister,” said Kyle. “Let me suck your cock. Um, put it in my mouth and I’ll suck it for you.”

Bill lowered his cock to the boy’s open mouth. “Call him master,” said Jan. “And tell him you’re his cocksucking bitch.” Bill stopped. His cock desperately needed relief, but Jan was turning him on more and more, teasing him as she taunted their victim.

“Please, master,” said Kyle. “I’m your cocksucking bitch. Let me suck you off.” His eyes widen as the cock pressed past his lips. “Ummphf. Glug. Umphf,” he grunted as he sucked the swollen cock into his mouth.

“Fill the bitch’s mouth with cum,” said Jan, urging Bill on. She knew he wouldn’t last long. “Shove it deep and fuck the bitch’s mouth.” Bill didn’t disappoint the girl as he pumped hard and swift, unloading his cock into the boy’s mouth in seconds. “And if you don’t swallow every drop,” added Jan. “You’ll be screaming for 5 minutes, I promise you that.” The frightened 12-year-old not only swallowed what was in his mouth, but licked his lips clean to make sure that nothing spilled.

Bill rolled onto his back and sighed. “I can’t believe I did that,” he said. “I mean, that was great, but I can’t believe it was great.”

One of the boys was going to be sold as a novelty item. Jan had thought it would be Johnny, but Kyle’s wonderful performance as Bill’s bitch changed her mind. She let Bill relax for a few minutes and then said, “Let’s give him the hormones, Bill. The bitch can suck cock, so let’s take him all the way.”

“Oh, absolutely,” said Bill. A few minutes later he had a syringe in his hand, ready to administer to Kyle.

“What’s in that?” asked Kyle with concern.

“Just hold still,” said Bill. He shoved the needle into Kyle’s arm and depressed the plunger.

“Ow, what is it?” he whined.

“Girl hormones,” said Jan cheerfully. She tongued his nipples. “You’re gonna grow titties for us. Just like mine.” She cupped the skin around his small nipples, failing to form any kind of a mound, but still giving the horrified boy the mental image of girlish mounds rising on his chest

“You can’t, can you?” he argued.

“Just wait and see,” said Jan. She sucked on his nipples. “I can hardly wait for my bitch to have little titties to suck on.”

“Oh, holy shit,” said Kyle as he realized it really could happen. “No, no, you can’t. Don’t. Jan, Jan, I’m sorry. Please let me go.” He struggled at his bonds more than ever. He continued to whine and moan even after Jan stuffed a ball gag in his mouth.

Johnny was shorter than Jan, which meant that on his tiptoes, he was just the right height for her. She still wore the strap on cock and walked up behind the boy. “Time for my ass boy to take a cock up his ass,” she said. “You gonna tell me how much you want it up the ass or do I need to get the wires?”

“I… I… don’t…” said Johnny. Jan shook her head in disappointment. She knew he was going to say the wrong thing. But, Johnny said, “I don’t want the wires. Please.”

“Then say it.” Jan used some KY to lubricate the massive cock.

“O…OK,” said Johnny. “You can do it. Shit.” He paused and shook his head. He knew those weren’t the right words. “Fuck my ass, mistress Jan. Please. I want cock up my ass.” He didn’t want to say he wanted the whole thing, even though he thought that’s what was going to happen. It was so big he couldn’t imagine the whole thing inside him.

Jan wished she could see his face as she pressed the cockhead against his tight asshole. He pressed back against her, straining to prevent the invasion. But, it was to no avail as Jan’s relentless pressure slowly opened the boy’s anus. Suddenly, she penetrated the tight ring of his asshole. “Aaaaaa, God,” moaned Johnny in pain. “It’s too big. Get it out. Get it out.”

“Too late, ass boy,” said Jan. She leaned into Johnny, sinking a total of 4 inches inside him. “Tell me the ass boy deserves a good ass fucking from me.”

“Aaaaaa, ummmmm, p-please, mistress Jan,” said Johnny. “It’s too big. I want a … Do you have a smaller one? I… I, um, deserve a good… aaaaaaass fucking. But please, a small… errrrrrrr cock.”

“Ass boy, you need to learn to take what I give you. I don’t want you asking for a smaller one. I want to hear how good a big one feels inside my tight ass boy’s ass. Tell me you want all 12-inches up your hot little ass and maybe I won’t do it.”

“Tw…twelve inches?” said the horrified little boy. “Please, not that much.”

“Oh, that’s guaranteed to get it all stuffed up your ass, Johnny,” said Jan. “But, if you ask nicely, maybe I won’t do it all. Got it?”

“Uh huh,” said Johnny. Right now Jan was sawing about 5 inches in and out of the boy’s ass. With each stroke he felt like he was being split in two. There was no room for the massive member where it was violating him and it hurt incredibly. “Aaaaaaa,” he gasped as she stroked in again. “Mistress Jan, please put the whole thing up my ass.”

“How much?”

“Twelve inches, twelve inches, mistress Jan. Put all 12-inches inside me.”

“I always wanted to know where a cock this size goes when it sticks up somebody’s ass,” said Jan. She put her hand on his belly. “I mean, if I shove it all the way in, will I feel it here?”

“I don’t know,” panted Johnny.

“Let’s find out, shall we?”

“Oh, God, no.”

“Sorry, Johnny, but I told you that saying no was guaranteed to get it all, so take a deep breath.”

“Oh, for God’s sake, please, Jan, uuuuuuummm, uuuuuuuhhhhh, aaaaaaaa.”

Jan sank the cock to the hilt inside the helpless boy’s ass. “I can’t feel it anywhere,” she said. “You feel it, Johnny?”

“Fuck, yes,” moaned Johnny.

“Sorry you raped me now, ass boy?”

“Yes, oh, God, yes,” said Johnny.

Not as sorry as you’re gonna be, thought Jan. She started slow, deep thrusts inside Johnny, feeling his ass gradually loosen until she was able to slide in and out rapidly, fucking his poor ass hard. Though the ass fucking was painful and humiliating, when it was over Johnny was rewarded with the removal of the stretcher and the relaxation of his bindings so he stood flatfooted.

Bill and Jan took a break for lunch. He was already thinking about another go with Kyle, but noticed that Jan had yet to cum. “Want to fuck?” he asked her.

“Later,” she said. “Definitely. But, later. I’m gonna get one of them to eat me after lunch. Probably Hank. We gotta finish Kyle and he’ll be out of commission for a couple of days.”

“Maybe more if it doesn’t go well,” said Bill. “Ready to do it right after lunch?”

“Yeah.”

“Sure you’ve got the stomach for it?”

“No prob.”

After lunch, they fed the three boys to keep their strength up. Kyle complained to her, “I think I’m getting sick. I’ve got a fever.”

Jan held her hand to his forehead and felt the warmth. “Bill, check this out already,” she called to Bill with a chuckle. “He’s having a hot flash.”

“Part of becoming a woman,” said Bill, joining Jan in her laughter.

“What?” said Kyle.

“The girl hormones are working,” said Jan. “Your body just has to get used to them. You’re having a hot flash. Happens to women when their hormones go crazy.”

“No way,” said Kyle even though he knew she was right.

Bill and Jan worked Kyle into a new position and soon he found himself hanging by his wrists from the ceiling. One at a time they tied his legs to posts so that he was immobilized with his legs spread wide. The cock ring was still on the boy’s hard cock. “One last time for my good little bitch,” she said, slipped off the cock ring, and put his cock in her mouth. He shot a huge load down her throat, his body twitching and shuddering as he finally got his relief. Then, Jan grabbed Kyle’s balls and wrapped a twist tie around his scrotum, trapping his balls. As she tightened the twist tie, she cut off his blood supply and his balls turned purple.

“You know how they castrate bulls?” asked Jan casually.

“Huh?” said Kyle. He heard and understood, but the question caught him off guard.

“How they castrate bulls?”

“You mean cut their balls off?”

“Yeah,” said Jan. “They tie them off and then, without blood, the balls die and fall off.”

“Jesus Christ,” said Kyle, looking down at his own balls and seeing the parallel. “Don’t take my balls off. Please, don’t do that.”

Hank and Johnny shifted nervously. “Oh, don’t worry, boys,” said Jan to the two of them. “We’re only going to castrate Kyle. We want him with titties, a little dick, and no balls. Of course, by the time I get done slapping your balls around, you may wish you didn’t have them anymore.”

Kyle started to wail, tears running down his cheeks. Jan was done with him for the moment, satisfied with the mental torture she was putting him through.

Jan spent the next two hours teaching Hank and Johnny how to suck a long cock. They were reluctant students, but knowing their painful alternative, they learned. Bill had warmed up to the idea of having a little bitch boy and gave his attention to Kyle. He dressed the boy in a tight halter-top and pulled a short skirt up his legs, leaving him looking like a young girl with short hair. Next, he put 3-inch heels on the boy and lowered him so his feet touched the ground. For an hour, Kyle walked around a small circle, restrained by his hands to the ceiling, learning how to walk in heels. He was thoroughly humiliated to be dressed as he was. And, as if that wasn’t enough, Bill occasionally raised the short skirt from behind and commented on the cute wiggle of his sexy ass.

It was mid afternoon when Jan paused in her play with her two captives. She gagged them securely so they couldn’t say a thing as she returned to Kyle. She reached under Kyle’s skirt and squeezed his swollen and purple testicles. The boy gave no reaction. All feeling was gone from them. “He’s ready,” she said. She and Bill tied him up again with his legs spread, the skirt raised up around his waist. Kyle couldn’t see between his legs and didn’t see the scalpel in Jan’s hand. He felt a quick tug in his crotch as Jan sliced his ball sac off. There was not much blood and the incision scabbed over quickly.

Jan walked behind the neutered boy as she cleaned the skin away from the purple testicles she held in her hand. From the sounds coming from Kyle, he was unaware of what had happened. He complained about his position and begged them to untie his balls before they died and fell off. When she was finished cleaning them, Jan held two ovals about the size of robin’s eggs. Holding them behind her back, she walked back in front of Kyle.

“I’ve got a present for you,” she said to Kyle. “You may not like it, but if you say no the pain will be incredible. Do you understand?”

“Uh huh,” nodded Kyle miserably.

“Open wide and shut your eyes.” When Kyle obeyed, Jan put one of his testicles in the boy’s mouth. “Chew it and swallow it.”

“Unnh?” said Kyle. He felt something warm and slimy in his mouth. It was clearly disgusting, but he didn’t dare spit it out. It was firm and tough, but he bit down on it, feeling a release of warm liquid as he did. He gagged, but kept chewing. He chewed for a couple of minutes and it didn’t seem to be getting any smaller. “Can’t chew it all,” he said finally.

“Big swallow, then,” said Jan. “It’ll slide down easy.” It wasn’t the texture that she’d expected, but then she’d never fed a boy his own balls before.

With a grimace, Kyle swallowed hard, half expecting the object to lodge in his throat. But, it slid down and he stuck out his tongue. “Yuck,” he said. “What was that?”

“One of these,” said Jan as she stuck the second one in his mouth. “Eat it all up, bitch.” This time Kyle didn’t chew for as long. He worked it to a pulpy mass in about a minute and swallowed it with difficulty. He worked his jaw back and forth until Jan pushed a ball gag into his mouth. She inspected her work, both the gag and the incision in the boy’s scrotum. “You don’t really want to know what you just ate, do you?”

Kyle shocked his head no.

Taking their time, Bill and Jan untied Kyle’s legs and let him stand in his high heel shoes again. “Well, let’s just say that you’re balls aren’t where you think they are anymore.” She rubbed his bare midriff. “Were they yummy?”

As Kyle started to scream into his gag, Jan pulled his skirt modestly down, leaving him the ability to deny what had just happened.

She’d tortured the two boys all day and now Jan was incredibly horny. She stripped off her shiny black suit, lowered Hank to his knees, and pushed her crotch into his face. Using a riding crop on his ass, she soon had her victim screaming in pain and begging for her to stop. With those wonderful sounds in her ears, the young mistress came hard on Hank’s tongue. Not completely satisfied, she turned to Bill, waggled her nude body at him, and said, “Now, if you want a piece of this, you’re gonna have to take it.”

Knowing that was Jan’s way of asking for him to abuse her, Bill wasted no time in wrestling her to the mattress, tying her up, and whipping her soundly. “You worthless little slut,” he hissed at her. “You cut his balls off. I could kill you for that.” His hands squeezed her throat tightly and, even though she knew by now that it was a game, Jan came as hard as ever.

Hank suffered through two more days of torture and training. Then, Jan oiled up his firm, young body. He looked wonderful with his nude body glistening from the oil. She sucked him to hardness and slipped a cock ring over his 5-inch cock. Finally, she tied him so his muscles were straining, his whole body helplessly on display.

Down the stairs skipped a 10-year-old girl. She raced across the basement and right up to Hank, who stared back at the brunette as she eyed him up and down. The stairs creaked again as a man descended. The girl turned even before the man was all the way down the stairs and said, “Oh, yes, daddy, I want him. He’s cute and look at his cock.” She grabbed his cock and stroked it a couple of times. Hank said nothing as she fondled his cock and admired him.

“He’s well trained, I guess,” said the man, observing Hank’s silence. “Say hi to my daughter,” he said to Hank.

“Hello, mistress,” said Hank. “I am pleased you find me suitable and desire nothing more than to serve you in every way.”

“Very nice,” said the man, nodding his approval. “However, you will address her as daddy’s honey pot.”

“Hello, daddy’s honey pot,” said Hank.

“No,” said the girl. “Say daddy’s wicked honey pot.”

“Hello, daddy’s wicked honey pot,” said Hank as her daddy laughed.

“God Almighty,” said the man. “She’s gonna bust his balls good.” He grabbed Hank’s chin firmly. “And you’re gonna smile and let her do anything she wants, aren’t you?”

“Yes, master,” said Hank. He smiled, “This miserable slave will do everything that daddy’s wicked honey pot desires.”

“Everything but one,” said daddy. “You ever stick your dick inside her, even if she orders you to, I’ll cut the fucking thing off, understand?”

“Yes, master,” said Hank. “This miserable slave will never put his dick inside daddy’s wicked honey pot.” He didn’t like the gleam in the girl’s eyes as she smugly, wordlessly defied her daddy. “This miserable slave is unworthy,” he added.

“Damn right. She’s got a couple little slave girls you might get to fuck if you’re good, but never her.” Daddy turned to Bill and handed him an envelope. “Nice work, Bill,” he said.

The girl continued to admire Hank as he was untied. “You think I’m pretty?” she asked Hank.

“Don’t,” snapped her daddy. “I’ve told you before that you don’t need the opinion of a fucking, worthless slave. Besides, if he ever insults you, I’ll cut his dick off. So, you ask him that and he says no, you’re out one boy toy, aren’t you.”

“Yes, daddy,” said daddy’s wicked honey pot. But, Hank knew that she’d ask him again in private and he knew the answer would be yes, even better than yes. This worthless slave is unworthy of looking upon your beauty, he would say. I have no other desire than to serve the most beautiful girl in the world, daddy’s wicked honey pot. Collared and cuffed, Hank was led out.

Ensconced in a limo, Hank used his tongue to please daddy’s wicked honey pot. During her orgasm, the little girl stuck her finger up her ass, enjoying the dual stimulation. That was when Hank first saw her wicked side as she offered him her finger, said, “Clean it off for me,” and stuck it between his lips. Once the girl fell asleep, Hank learned that daddy expected his services, too.

Johnny suffered through two more days, and then he too was prepared for display. He was given a cursory examination by the same two men that had picked up Autumn. Jan watched in amusement as the boy was stuffed into a pair of latex panties with a butt plug in the rear and an opening in the front. The boy’s cock and balls were pulled through the small hole in front, leaving them dangling. After being stuffed into his latex cat suit, Johnny’s cock and balls were the only part of his body that was visible. They looked particularly vulnerable, too. He was then put into a teddy bear larger than the one that had carried Autumn’s slight body. Moaning in pain he was carried out.

About the time that Hank had disappeared, Kyle noticed his nipples becoming more sensitive. By then he’d no longer been able to deny that his balls had been removed. His violated scrotum ached for a couple of days and he’d seen the scars. Jan teased him by sucking on his cock. It hardened at the touch of her lips and the suction, but he was incapable of an orgasm as effectively as if a permanent cock ring was in place. He gave Bill daily blowjobs and licked Jan to several orgasms.

Kyle was usually dressed in feminine attire, the halter-top and short skirt being Bill’s favorite. If not in that, he wore nothing at all. Jan pulled his top off after five days of hormones and cupped his titties as she did every day. For the first time she was able to gather up a small swell on Kyle’s breast. “Oh, my,” she exclaimed to Kyle. “You’re getting titties. They’re so cute.”

Kyle wanted to protest, but Jan’s ministrations to his growing tits gave him a hard on. They were sensitive and the sensuous touch was a thrilling erotic feeling. It was especially wonderful when Jan sucked on his nipples. Left alone, it galled him to know he was being transformed. But, with Jan or Bill, his body reacted with a will of its own with chills of pleasure from their attentions.

The she-boy was readied for pictures after 10 days. First he sat still while Jan applied makeup. Eyeliner, blush, and lipstick all went into making him look even more feminine. When Jan put a short wig on him, Kyle thought, to his dismay, that he looked cute. The image in the mirror was alluring, and with panties to hide his cock, he could imagine himself staring at a cute girl. He blushed at the thought of desiring himself, but it was true. He put on his halter-top and skirt only to strip them off for the camera. As his top came off, he now could show small tits topped with sensitive little nipples. Pulling down his skirt, revealed pink panties. And the panties gave way to a small cock that hardened quickly. Kyle could walk quite comfortably in high heels, swinging his hips sexily as he did. Wearing nothing but his heels, the boy posed for some final pictures.

“Now, put your panties back on,” Jan told him. She too liked the image of the cute girl. As Kyle did as he was told, Jan said, “Now, go give Bill a blowjob.”

Bill couldn’t believe the transformation of Kyle. With makeup and a wig, Kyle looked nothing like a boy as he went down on Bill. The man looked down on the slave, who was by now a blowjob expert. The she-boy licked up and down the length of Bill’s cock, sucked on his balls, and the took the entire length down his throat. “Fuck my mouth, master,” said Kyle, even sounding like a girl, and then returning to the blowjob.