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Yo-Yo Chronicles 10: Hangover



   By Ed Rider



   As soon as their wives left the table to walk to the bathroom, Patrick
leaned over to Cory.

   "Don't move your head too much, but try to look toward the bar on the
left," he said.  "I don't think I've ever seen anything like it."

   Cory turned his head and then turned back to the younger man.  "Yes,
she's beautiful," he said matter of factly.  His wife, Tera, had taken a
liking to Patrick's wife, Jenny, from the first day the younger woman had
started working in her division.  She mentioned how vivacious Jenny was,
how she was a ball of energy, how they found out they had a lot in common,
including marrying similar men.  So Cory wasn't surprised when the two
women planned a night at a nice restaurant for the four of them.

   Patrick seemed to be pleasant, if a little wet behind the ears.  But I
used to be like that at his age, thought Cory.  At least, he wasn't
annoying.  Was he going to be one of those guys whose eyes hung out of
their heads whenever a good looking woman was within 20 feet of him?

   "Beautiful?" Patrick said.  "I don't think I've ever seen anyone like
her except in the movies.  I saw her amazing body first, and when her face
turned in this direction for a second, I caught a glimpse of her face.  You
know, she just turned her head and is looking this way again, and she's
staring.  There's no one at the table behind us.  She can't be looking at
us."

   "Try not to look at her," said Cory.  "Our wives are going to be back
soon, and if they see us looking at her, it will only mean trouble."

   "I don't usually stare at women," Patrick said, "because Jenny is such a
knockout.  But this woman is really something.  I'm sure Jenny wouldn't be
jealous, because she knows someone like that would never give me the time
of day.  Wait a second.  It looks like she's coming to our table.  I hope
she's not angry that I was staring at her."

   The woman came up to their table and stood in front of them.  Almost
every eye in the restaurant was on them now.  She spoke softly in a
pleasant voice.

   "Hi, guys," she said.  "I'm sorry to bother you, but I could swear I
know one of you." Her gaze was fixed on Cory.  He didn't look at her but
looked at Patrick as he said, "I don't think so."

   "I don't think we've met," said Patrick.

   "My name is Melody," she said.  "And just so you know, I'm not a hooker.
I saw you were both with your lady friends.  It's just that I'm sure I know
you." She was still looking at Cory, but he still looked at Patrick,
avoiding her gaze.  Cory didn't say anything more, and Patrick was silent,
too, as he looked back and forth between them and wondered what was going
on.

   "Well, I guess I was mistaken," she said.  "I'm sorry if I disturbed
you." She leaned over slightly, displaying a lot of her large round
breasts, and put one hand on Patrick's hand and the other hand on Cory's
hand.  Then she lifted her hands and turned and headed back to the bar.  As
her hands went up, Patrick saw something, a quick flash of white and
wondered what was happening?  He thought he saw her put something into
Cory's hand, but he wasn't sure.  He wanted to ask Cory but decided he'd
better not.

   The girls were excited when they came back to the table.  "Tera stopped
me and pointed out the woman who came to our table," said Jenny.  "We saw
the whole thing.  She looks like some kind of movie star.  What did she
say?"

   "She thought she knew Cory," said Patrick.

   "This is for you," said Cory, handing Tera a scrap of paper.

   "What's that?" said Jenny.

   "I think the woman gave it to Cory," said Patrick.  "What does it say?"

   "It's just her phone number," said Tera.

   "Her phone number?" said Jenny and Patrick almost in unison.

   "Yes," said Tera, turning to Cory.  "What did you say to her?"

   "Nothing," he said.

   "Did she tell you what she wanted?" said Tera.

   "No," said Cory.

   "But we both know what she wanted, don't we?" said Tera.  Jenny and
Patrick both looked at each other and then at Cory and Tera.  They felt
uncomfortable.  Something was happening in front of them, but they had no
idea what it was.

   "Would you like to call her?" said Tera.

   "You know I wouldn't, Tera," he said.

   There was silence for a second, and then Tera laughed.  "I'm sorry,
Patrick and Jenny," she said.  "I bet right now, you're both thinking, what
a weird couple and how can we get out of here as quickly as possible?  I'm
sorry."

   "Oh, we're not thinking anything of the sort," said Jennie, who was
thinking exactly that.

   "It's just a little game Cory and I play," Tera said.  "It wasn't that
way when we first married, but now, it seems like beautiful women often
approach him and give him their phone numbers.  Even when I'm with him,
they aren't the least bit embarrassed about it.

   "So now we joke about it.  Sometimes when couples have been together for
a while, they do odd things to spice things up, if you know what I mean. 
So we play this little game.  Anyway, that's the end of that subject.  I
hope we didn't embarrass you too much."

   The next day when Patrick arrived home from work, Jennie couldn't wait
to tell him what Tera had said to her at lunch.  "I asked her if yesterday
she was just pretending not care if he called that woman who was offering
herself to him," she said, "and you know what she told me?  She said he was
welcome to, but she was sure he wouldn't."

   "Well, I don't feel comfortable going out with them again," said
Patrick.

   "I really like her," Jennie said, "so I'm going to find out if she and
her husband mess around with weird sex and swapping.  If they do, I
definitely won't see her outside the office again.  Otherwise, maybe we'll
get together again some day.  We certainly won't forget the first time we
went out with them."



   Tera and Cory's little game was the result of the night Cory and two
other men had too much to drink.  The three men didn't even know each other
well, but they all knew the bridegroom at the bachelor party, and by the
end of the evening, Gabe, Cory and Hal had one more thing in common.  They
all had sex with the stripper-whores.

   They had been to parties like this before, and they had laughed at other
drunken idiots who made fools of themselves by screwing the strippers
bareback as everyone else cheered them on.  This time they were the drunken
idiots.

   It wasn't part of the best man's plan.  He just told the strippers that
he wanted them to put on a great show, and they'd get a bonus if they did.
After doing their routines, the strippers fanned out and began going one by
one through the 22 party guests looking for idiots.  Gabe, Cory and Hal
weren't eager to be their partners, but they were drunk enough that the
strippers wore them down.  The hilarity that followed included a lot of
betting on whether the strippers could get them hard with all that alcohol
inside them -- and then find a way to connect sex organs.

   But the strippers were talented, and they earned their bonus by putting
on a great show with the three idiots.  They climax of the evening was each
stripper eating an idiot's come out of another stripper's vagina.

   The next day, the three idiots all woke up with hangovers and chills. 
The chills came from fear that their wives would find out.  They had no
idea whether anyone had a camera at the party and checked frequently to see
if anyone had posted a video or photos.

   But apparently, there was no evidence.  They sweated out the next fewe
of weeks to see whether their wives would hear about what they did, but
none of the other men at the party were talking, probably because they knew
it could have been them.

   It wasn't until nearly two years later that Inger, Tera and Mia found
out.



   Actually, Tera was the one who found out, and it was third hand.  One of
the men at the party had told a friend of his who wasn't there about the
three idiots, and the friend had told a friend, and that friend had told
his wife, who was a friend of Tera's.  It slipped out during an argument
between Tera and her friend.

   Tera didn't believe it at first, but she contacted a couple of wives of
party guests and asked them to pump their husbands for her.  They confirmed
that Cory was one of the three idiots who had unprotected sex.

   She stewed on the information for a couple of weeks and then decided she
wanted to talk to the wives or girlfriends of the other two men.  She did
more investigation to find out who the men were.  They were all married. 
Then she arranged a lunch with Inger and Mia.  They were as angry as she
was, and that anger forged a strong friendship that lasted the rest of
their lives.

   After a couple of psychotherapy lunches at which they poured out their
hearts to each other and supported the others in their mortification, they
agreed that they had to do something.  But what?

   "There's a plan for everything," Tera told them.  She had learned that
phrase in a motivational seminar.  "If we want it badly enough, we can make
a plan to get it."

   Slowly, they put together their plan for revenge, although they decided
to call it a lesson.  When they were ready, they each revealed their plan
to their surprised husbands in a similar way.

   "No," said Tera, "We're not having sex tonight and maybe never again."

   "What do you mean," said Cory.

   "I found out you had unprotected sex with a stripper," said Tera.

   Cory was startled.  What could he say?

   "That was almost two years ago," he finally said.  "And you can ask the
company doctor.  I went to him regularly for nearly three months to make
sure I didn't have any STDs.  Tera, please believe me, I never did anything
like that before, and I've never done anything like it since.  I was so
drunk, I -

   "You didn't know what you were doing," said Tera.  "Don't give me that
crap.  She couldn't force you to do what you did."

   "But you know that I'm no longer drinking like that," he said, "and
you've told me often how glad you are.  I was so afraid you'd find out that
I was scared straight."

   "So now you're telling me you did it for me."

   "No, don't twist my words," he said.  "I'm telling you that I'm sorry it
happened, and it will never happen again.  Do you want a divorce?"

   "No.  That would be too much of a punishment.  But I'm not having sex
with you."

   "I understand," said Cory.  "I just want to tell you again how sorry I
am." He wanted to ask her how long this punishment of hers was going to
last.  He wanted to ask her how she found out.  But he decided that the
best thing he could do was say nothing.

   After two weeks of frustrating masturbation, he finally said something.
When he tried to caress her as they were going to bed and she pulled away,
he asked her, "How long is my sentence, Tera?  Or is that part of the
punishment.  You won't tell me when we can be together again?"

   He thought he saw a quick smile cross her face, but then it became
stern. "This isn't your punishment," she said.  "I told you before that
divorce was too much punishment," she said, "but I'm telling you now that
no sex is not enough punishment."

   "What does that mean?" he said.

   "That means there will be no sex until we agree on the punishment that
fits the crime," she said.

   "I don't understand," he said.

   "It's simple," she said.  "If you are interested, I'll tell you about
the punishment.  Then you have three choices.  One, you can take the
punishment.  Two, you can just accept that we will never have sex again and
when we're ready for children, we'll adopt or have a doctor inject your
sperm.  Or three, you can divorce me if you want to and find a woman you
haven't humiliated."

   "My God," he said, "Do you even love me anymore?"

   She burst into tears.  "You stupid fool," she said.  "Of course, I love
you." She began sobbing uncontrollably, and he went to her and put his arms
around her, but as soon as he did, she twisted out of his embrace and
pushed him away violently and screamed at him.

   "Don't you touch me, Cory," she said through her tears.  "I wish this
had never happened, but it did, and it has to be resolved.  If you choose
to take your punishment, I promise you that I will love you more than ever.
Otherwise, you might have to wait a long time before I feel differently
than I do now."

   "All right," he said.  "But I still don't understand what you want me to
do?"

   "I won't tell you," she said, "because it's too horrible to talk about.
All I can tell you is the punishment will be painful and degrading and
probably the most humiliating thing you will ever do in your life.  It will
take only a couple of hours, but those hours will seem like an eternity to
you because of what will be happening to you.  You all have a choice of
whether or not to do it, but once you sign on, there's no going back.  When
it starts, you won't have any more choices."

   "You said 'you all,'" he said.  "What all?"

   "All three of you," she said.  "Your friends' wives and I have planned
this together, and we're going to do it together."

   "I don't even know the other guys," he said.  "This is between us.  It's
our marriage.  I don't want anyone else involved."

   "It's too late for that," she said.  "You don't have a choice.  We
agreed to do it this way, because we knew it would heighten the humiliation
for each husband to have the others as witnesses to their pain and
degradation."

   "You keep saying pain," he said.  "Are you going to --"

   "No, don't even ask me," she said.  "I'm sure that whatever horrible
thing you're thinking, either I or Inge and Mia have thought of it.  Some
of the things we talked about doing would have put you into the hospital,
and some of them would have meant you could never be a father.  But they
love their husbands, too, and after we worked through our anger, we decided
not to maim or disfigure anyone or do anything permanent."

   "That's comforting, I guess," he said.

   "One more thing," she said.  "To set this up, we had to guess about how
soon you and Gabe and Hal would miss the sex.  So it's this Saturday night
at our house.  Today is Monday, and if we don't do it, I have to cancel by
Wednesday.  So you have about a day and a half to make your decision."

   "That's awfully fast," he said.

   "Well, the others decided last week," she said.  "I lost the bet on who
had the strongest sex drive and would give in first.  So we've been waiting
for you.  But if you need longer, I'll call up tomorrow and cancel
Saturday. I don't want you to ever accuse me of rushing you into this
decision, because if you choose the punishment, you are going to hate me. I
hope that with time, you'll get past that, but I can't guarantee that you
ever will.

   "The only thing I'll tell you is that it takes at least two weeks'
notice to set this up, and I want to do it on a Saturday night, so if you
need more time, we're going have to be very careful."

   "Why?" he said.

   "Because Gabe and Hal already want to kill you," she said.  "Inger and
Mia told me they are like quivering bowls of Jell-O and ready to fall to
pieces if they don't get sex soon.  But we agreed that until all three of
you make your decisions, we wouldn't do this."

   "So they decided on the punishment?" he said.

   "Yes," she said.

   "I'll let you know by tomorrow night," he said, "although I already know
my answer.  Why are you looking at me like that?"

   "Like what?" she said.

   "Like you didn't like what I just said," he said.  "What's wrong?"

   "I told you that the decision is yours, and I'm not going to say
anything else that will influence you in any way.  So take your time."

   "All right," he said.  "I'll agree to do it right now."

   "Are you sure?  I think you may think I'm pressuring you.  If you're not
100 per cent sure, I don't want your answer now."

   "I'm 100 per cent sure," he said.

   "I was hoping you'd say that," she said.

   "I know," he said.

   "I mean I was hoping you'd say that tonight," she said as she started to
unbutton her pajamas.  "Tonight, I'll try to be as gentle as I can so I
don't destroy your body.  Right now, I feel like I could go all night.  But
I have to pace myself because I'm going to need to get as much sex from you
as I can get before Saturday, when you'll start hating me."

   "I thought we weren't having sex until after the punishment," he said.

   "You weren't listening," she said.  "I told you not until we agreed on
the punishment.  You just agreed."

   "What if I pull out at the last minute?" he said.

   "I'll take that chance," she said.  "I've got four nights to show you
what you'll miss if you divorce me.  I hope it will be strong enough to
make you honor your agreement.  And I hope you'll remember the good times
when you're filled with hatred for what I'm going to do to you.

   "Oh, just a minute.  I'm so thoughtless.  Inger and Mia and their
husbands are sitting by the phone waiting for my call.  Now that everything
is agreed on, I'm sure they'll have some plans of their own for tonight. 
So I'll have to control myself a little longer until I call them."



   Friday night, Tera didn't attack Cory, because she said he needed to get
some rest for Saturday morning.  He was exhausted from the previous four
nights anyway, and he fell asleep by 9 o'clock and didn't wake up until he
heard some noises downstairs.  He munched on a roll and some fruit and
sipped his coffee as he saw three good looking women in shorts hauling
stuff into their living room.

   They put up a lot of lights on stands and video cameras on other stands
and cabled them together.  They also fiddled with the settings on three
cameras connected to holders that fit on their bodies.  They pushed all the
furniture in the living room to the walls and covered the empty carpeted
area with layers of thick spongy matting.  The strangest things he saw were
three rolling IV units like the ones they used at hospitals.  He shivered
when he saw those.  Were they going to give the men drugs?

   "When you've finished eating, go upstairs and put on your swimming
suit," she said to him after she had conferred with one of the women. 
"We're turning on the lights now, and soon it's going to be hot in here."

   "Any preference?" he said.

   "Yes, the tight one that's embarrassing," she said



   He was sitting on the couch in his swimsuit and a T-shirt when the other
couples arrived.  The men were wearing shorts, and the women were dressed
casually, too.  He recognized Gabe and Hal and said hello.  They mumbled
something back.  I'm going to shut up, he told himself.  I'm not the host,
and they don't want to be here anymore than I do.  I wish I had never seen
them, and I'm sure they feel the same way about me.  I think they're
idiots, and I just made a mistake one night, and I'm sure that's what they
think about me.

   "Perfect timing," said Tera.  "Everybody, please sit down.  I've been
chosen to be the spokesperson, so I'll explain what's going on."

   "First, I'm glad Cory is here, but I'm also glad Gabe and Hal showed up,
because I know how much it means to Inger and Mia.  In the last couple of
months, the three of us have become like sisters.  I'm sorry this is the
reason why we met, but I'm happy to have two wonderful new friends.  We all
hope that someday, no matter how long it takes, the six of us can all be
friends, because we found out that we are all lucky to have husbands like
you.

   "Yes, you did something terrible to us, and that's why we're here.  But
as far as we know, none of you have ever done anything like that before or
since, and we are all looking forward to forgiving you after your
punishment today.

   "I'm sorry.  Here I am putting a positive spin on everything, because
that's what I always do, and it gets me into trouble.  I'm assuming
everything goes according to plan.  But I'm going to tell each of you that
you can leave our house this minute or any time I'm talking.  Or you can
leave after I finish my explanation.

   "Inger, Mia and I worked on this together, but we each have our own
personalities and our own marriages, and all three men are also unique. 
Cory knows what will happen if he decides to leave before we start.  I have
no idea what your wives told you, Gabe and Hal, and I don't need to know.
All I want to make sure of is that they did say something to you, so you
aren't confused if you decide to walk out.  Is that right?

   "Good.  Then we can go on.  If one or two of you leaves, all three wives
are staying for the man or men who remain.  I don't plan to ever do
anything like this again, and I doubt if my two friends do, but that's up
to them.  Cory knows this is his one and only chance.

   "Your option to leave stops as soon as we begin.  Once we start, we're
not stopping.  At that point, you will have only one option, to do exactly
what we say, even if you don't want to.  I can assure you that you will be
following our orders.  We've prepared for any reluctance.

   "The reason is for that is what we're going to do to you is beyond
disgusting and beyond humiliating.  And it will also hurt.  Your emotions
are going to be totally involved, and you may not be able to think
straight, so we expect all of you to have second thoughts about your
decision.  That's why we want you to decide with a clear mind now.

   "I don't think it will be as bad as the worst you can imagine, but I
promise you it will be worse than the best you can imagine.  So remember
what your wives told you.  If you are willing to take the consequences, you
can leave now.

   "OK.  Enough preliminaries.  Let's get started.  Right now, I need all
of you to take off whatever you're wearing except your pants or Cory's swim
suit.  Cory's taken off his shirt, so he's ready.  Gabe and Hal, this is
it. If you don't do what I say now, you may as well leave, because it's
over for you.  About a minute after you strip, you won't be able to back
out anymore.  So what's it gong to be?

   "Good.  Yes, Inger and Mia, it's OK to clap.  We're all happy with your
decisions, boys.  Yes, that's a good idea.  A wonderful warm kiss, and I'm
going to give you one, too, Cory.  Don't mind my tears.

   "OK, guys.  The girls are all sitting on the couch.  I want each guy to
get down on the big mat we have put over the rug and get on all fours in
front of his wife.  As you can see, we have three talented videographers
hovering around us with their professional cameras and we have other
cameras placed throughout the room to capture everything that happens. 
We're going to make a video of today for each wife.

   "Now turn away from your wives and crawl about three steps away from the
couch and stay on all fours like that.  Each wife is going to kneel down
behind her husband and pull his swimsuit down to his knees.  Now they will
reach under him and take hold of his package and put the string on.  Is
everybody finished?  That was fast.

   "Now the men can sit down on the couch next to their wives while I tell
them what happens next.  If everyone will look at his wife, he will see
that she is holding a piece of string that runs over to them and disappears
between their legs.  Now Inger is getting up and I'm taking her place next
to Gabe, and she's giving her string to me.  Mia is taking my string and
sitting next to Cory, and she's giving her string to Inger, who sitting
down next to Hal.

   "We're doing this so that no wife is holding the string of her husband.
Now, men, look down between your legs.  We're going to pull the strings
very gently.  What do you see?  It's your testicles being pulled out in
front of you.  They are all in great shape for now, and we want them to
stay that way.

   "When you were on your knees, we attached a loop around your balls. 
It's a slip knot like on a Yo-Yo.  It's a thin string but very strong. 
It's not part of your punishment because the idea is for it to stay loose,
so you barely feel it.  Soon we'll be taking it off anyway.

   "Until we do, its only purpose is to avoid trouble.  If I tell you to do
something and you forget that you have no choice anymore, the person
holding your string will give a little tug like this.  See, you felt that,
and it wasn't very painful.  It's just a reminder to obey.

   "If you ignore the reminder, we'll remind you again a couple of times.
If that doesn't work, this will happen.  See how we're pulling the string
very slowly.  See how your testicles are coming away from your body.  You
would be amazed at how elastic those sacks around them are.  They can
really stretch far.

   "Do you feel a little discomfort now as the sack is stretching?  OK,
ladies, let's stop there and hold it.  The pain you're feeling now is
bearable, but if we keep pulling, it will get stronger.  Eventually, we
hope it will be strong enough to persuade you that disobedience isn't worth
it, and as soon as you comply, we'll let the string go slack again.  I hope
none of you has a strong tolerance for pain, because if we keep pulling,
eventually the sack will run out of elasticity, and your testicles will be
ripped right from your body.  At that point, this session will be over
because we will call 911 and try to find where the balls landed. 
Unfortunately, they don't last long when they're separated from the body.
We've all sworn to each other that we accept the chance of turning you into
an emasculated eunuch and we won't divorce you.  But we were afraid that if
we were pulling the strings on our own husbands, we might lose our nerve.
That's why each of us has the string of another husband.  None of us is
going to hesitate.  But what am I talking about?  I'm sure we won't be
going there.  As usual, I'm the optimist.

   "Now that there's no going back, it's time to bring in the audience.  I
see that a few have already arrived.  You can come in girls.  There are a
few seats, but everyone else will have to find a place at the edge of the
mats to stand for the show.  Wow!  Thanks for following our instructions on
what to wear.

   "This was Inger's idea, boys, and what an amazing one!  We're doing two
things, today, boys.  We wanted the punishment to be as degrading and
humiliating to you as what you did was to us, and we want the punishment to
relate to the crime.  You had an audience at the bachelor party, and you're
going to have an even bigger audience today.

   "We thought about who would like to watch you, and we immediately
realized that, of course, many women would love to see this.  Then Inger
said it would look amazing on the video to have an audience of beautiful
voluptuous women wearing skimpy outfits, so whenever the cameras caught
some of the background, there would be these amazing women watching this
hot show.  That's why these beautiful girls parading in front of you are
wearing next to nothing.  Ladies, you are just here to enjoy the show and
react the way you feel.  If you get so aroused that you feel the need to
give yourself some relief, or some of you decide to help each other out, we
don't mind at all.

   "For the last few weeks, Inger, Mia and I have been talent scouts. 
Whenever we saw a really hot young woman, we approached her and told her
what we were doing.  Most of them didn't believe us at first, but nearly
every one agreed to come, and they began calling us and telling us that
they had some hot girlfriends who wanted to come, too.  The all agreed to
wear their smallest, sexiest outfits.

   "Only one girl turned us down.  She was a beauty contest winner and very
suspicious that we were trying to scam her like some others did after her
victory.  It's too bad, because her face was the face of an angel, but her
figure was outrageous, huge real boobs and an amazing ass, even better than
the girl who's walking in right now.

   "No, I take that back.  That's her.  She came after all.  Welcome. 
Would you mind sitting in that chair?  It's the place of honor, and we'll
see a lot of you on the video.  Thank you so much!  Your outfit is terrific
and outrageous.  I can barely see the material holding your body inside it.

   "We promised all the girls that the videos were only for the three of
us, and nobody would ever see themselves on the Internet.  Some of them
were actually disappointed, so we have a guestbook.  See over there, girls.
If you don't want to remain anonymous and would like to see the finished
videos, write your email address in the guestbook.  We'll have a few
private showings, depending on how many of you sign up.

   "You should know that we will take precautions, and that everyone will
be naked at the video parties, and there will be tight security, possibly
even body cavity searches.  Because we want to make sure nobody ever makes
a copy of these videos.  After the viewings, nobody except us or our
husbands will ever see them again.  If you don't want to see the videos
under those conditions, don't leave your address.  My goodness!  Look at
that long line to sign up.

   "Now boys, try to ignore the beautiful women as they file in.  There
should be nearly 50 of them.  You probably won't remember most of their
faces, and that's part of Inger's idea.  From now on, whenever you see a
stunning woman in a restaurant, a bar or an office, you'll be wondering. 
Maybe she'll tell you she was in our audience, or maybe she will give you a
look that tells you she was.  Maybe she won't say anything because she
doesn't want you to know.  But you'll always wonder, and the more beautiful
and sexy she is, the more you'll wonder, and, we hope, the more red your
face will get.  And watching your humiliation will remind us how of the way
we forgave you for what you did.  Thanks so much for your idea, Inger.

   "Now please get back in the positions you were in before.  I'll hold
Inger's string attached to Gabe while she wheels those three hospital
stands over here.  I saw Cory looking at them and wondering what they were
for.

   "Now don't be startled, guys.  We're rubbing some lubricant between your
rear cheeks like this, and now we're inserting a nozzle attached to a tube.
We're using the tube to push in the nozzles as far as they will go, and now
we're opening the spigots on the big bags of liquid hanging from the
stands. Good, I see everything's flowing smoothly.

   "When you're full, hold it in as long as possible, and then run to a
bathroom.  The first two who can't hold it in will be the losers today, and
they have to run upstairs, and the winner gets to stay downstairs.  We're
going to do this twice to make sure everything is really clean for the
video.  Oops.  I see Cory looking desperate.  Run upstairs, Cory."

   When each of the men had been cleaned out with two bags of liquid, they
were lined up, and the tubes were inserted again.

   "I thought you said only two," Gabe said.

   "That's right, Gabe," said Tera.  "This is not cleaning liquid.  It's
lubricant that we're filling you with this time, even more of it than the
cleaning stuff.  See how your stomach is expanding.

   "OK, we're done with the lube.  Now it's time for you to get as
comfortable as you can on the mats.  You can't sit on the furniture in case
of leakage.  Inger, we're ready for the music and the strippers.  Don't
make the disco music too loud, because I want the boys to be able to hear
me.  Here comes the first stripper."

   The stripper was a man in a lumberjack uniform, and he was a great
dancer.  The three men watched him with curiosity, and they heard the
cheers of the audience as he stripped down to nothing but a large bag that
bulged from his crotch.  During his routine, he danced over to each man a
couple of times and teased them with his bumps and grinds.

   "We went to the top gay strip club in town to select our performers,"
said Tera.  "As you can see, we selected them specially for this command
performance.  They are great dancers, and -- whee!  there goes his bag --
and as you see now, they all have huge equipment.  They are all happy to
screw with the customers, just like your strippers were, but they are also
trained in humiliation wrestling.  You know, that's where the winner gets
to force sex on the loser.

   "Yes, boys, once again, you'll have a chance to have sex with strippers,
but this time they get to be the males, and you get to be the females. 
Since you were the first loser, Cory, you'll be going first with this
beautiful specimen.  Here's how the rules work.

   "Once the music stops, Mia will drop her string, and then you can do
whatever you want for the next 20 minutes.  You may not want the stripper
to put that huge, thick pole into your anus, so if you can keep away from
him for 20 minutes, you're home free.  The stripper is getting paid extra
for each minute his tool is inside you, so his motivation will be to get
you plugged as fast as he can.  If he can do that, he's going to give all
of us a seminar on gay love's many positions, especially the ones that are
the most devastating for anal virgins.  We want him to really open you up
bigger than anyone can imagine.

   "The rules change if he gets into your anus.  Because even though he's
going to try to hold out and not come until the 20 minutes are up, if he
comes earlier, he has to get off of you.  So if you're smart and want to
limit the pain, you'll try to figure out how to make him come as fast as
possible.

   "All three strippers told me that they get aroused if their partners are
responding to them while being pounded.  That means deep French kisses,
moving your bodies in harmony with theirs and playing with their balls with
your hands.  Best of all is when they are in positions where you are facing
them, if you grab their ass cheeks and masssage them, pulling them apart
and together while they're ravaging you.  And if you can get your fingers
inside their anus and feel around for the prostrate, you might hit the
button that will get them off fast.  What really turns them on is their
partners encouraging them verbally, telling them how much they love being
pounded by their beautiful penises and doing it in a breathy, girly voice.
Even if all you can do is say "Yes!  Yes!  Yes!" over and over in a high
voice, that will make them come faster.

   "Unfortunately, this is a lot to absorb, and in a second Cory's string
is going to drop and he will probably take off.  But Gabe and Hal will be
able to watch what happens to him and learn some lessons for their turns.
OK, the music just stopped.  I've never seen you move so fast Cory.  Keep
it up.  That's it.  Dodge him and run around him.  Don't get caught in the
corner.  He's a big man and if you're trapped, he'll use his weight and
strength advantage.

   "Ooops.  You slipped.  That's the one problem of all that lube inside
you.  When you move certain ways, you can't help squeezing some out of your
anus, and it makes the mat very slippery.  That a boy, Cory.  Use that lube
and slide around like that, so he can't get a grip on you.  Look at you go.
Uh oh.  You slid into a corner, and you can't get away now.  He's between
your legs.  You look wild and frantic.  He's lifting your legs up and
pushing them back, and your ass is going in the air.  I see it's all greasy
around the anus and he's pulling your legs wide to open you up.

   "Can you feel that huge thing poking at your hole?  I told the strippers
they have to enter each of you slowly and break you in gradually before
they start to speed things up.  That was quite a scream, Cory.  I guess he
got in.  Look how his huge thing is slowly disappearing inside you.  This
is going to be something special."

   After each of the men had been energetically tossed around and ripped
apart by the strippers, they lay exhausted in the greasy lube on the mats.
They were curled up and breathing heavily with an occasional moan or yelp
if they moved their legs, because even the slightest motion sent stabs of
pain into their crotch area.

   The women had been cheering throughout the show, especially at some of
the more creative and exotic positions the strippers had put the three men
into.  None of the men was able to escape his partner for more than a few
minutes, so the shows were all a good length.  Cory couldn't get the hang
of making love back to his stripper, so he got the full 20 minutes, but the
others decided to get more amorous as they were being pounded, and they
were able to make their strippers finish a minute or two early.  The women
laughed and cheered at their high-pitched love talk and attempts at gay
love.

   After the strippers had been paid and sent on their way, Tera came over
to where the men were lying.

   "There's one more part before we're done, boys," she said.  "We were
thinking of making you eat the come out of each other's anuses, similar to
what the strippers did at the bachelor party." She had to stop because of a
huge cheer went up from the audience.  "And we were thinking of making you
suck each other and come in each other's mouth." There was another huge
cheer.

   "Sorry, ladies, those things aren't going to happen, because Mia
correctly pointed out that even though they would be suitably humiliating,
it would end any chance of the three couples ever getting together, because
the men wouldn't be able to look at each other.  That's why we brought in
the strippers and kept the guys away from each other.

   "But all of us are curious about what men do to other men, and even what
some of those women on the Internet do to their men, so each of us is going
to engage our husbands now.  I'll go first over here with Cory.

   "I know you're tired.  Cory, but this will be a lot easier if you can
get up on your hands and knees.  You're not moving.  OK, well I've seen
them do it like this, too.  First we roll you on your back, like this. 
Then we push your feet back so your knees are in the air.  Now we spread
your legs wide.  Yes, that's just like one of the positions the stripper
used.

   "Now I'm going to lie down between your legs in all that slippery slime
and stick my index finger into all that lube mixed with come inside of you.
You're so loose now, I don't think you even felt that, or that I've got two
fingers going in and out of you now.  Now there are three, and I'm speeding
up.

   "There, you definitely reacted to the fourth finger.  I've moving all
four fingers in and out now as far as I can get them, but the thumb is in
the way, so I'm going to tuck it behind the other fingers and do this.  I
know it's hard for the audience to see what I'm doing, but you can watch
how Cory's face and body react.  The video ladies are all getting
close-ups, so you'll be able to see everything clearly at our video party.

   "OK, now I'm pushing over the second knuckle and really stretching Cory.
Look at the grimaces on his face.  He's really feeling it.  I think we're
ready for the big push.  And there it goes.  My hand is into you up to the
wrist, Cory.  It looks amazing.  OK, now I'm moving it around and turning
it, and each movement is getting a big reaction from Cory.

   "Each of us is going to try something different with our fisting.  I've
decided that since my arms are long and slim, I'm going to see how deep I
can go.  The other ladies are going to do stuff with two hands inside their
husbands, if they can.  OK, I'm starting to push but very gently.  There's
so much lube and come inside Cory that it doesn't need a lot of effort. 
See how my arm is going up into him?

   "Here's the first big obstacle, the elbow.  Can I get past that?  I'm
not going to push any harder, but I'm also not going to stop.  Let's see
what his body does.  Oh, did you see that.  His body wants me.  I just went
right by the elbow.

   "There goes the bicep.  No problem.  And yes, cheer ladies.  I'm all the
way to the shoulder.  That's the end of the road.  Let me hold it there for
a while as I take it all in.  I can't tell you how amazing this feels and
how close I feel to Cory now.

   "OK, now try to relax, Cory.  I understand coming out is much harder
than going in because you'll feel like I'm pulling your intestines out of
you.  See, I'm going as slow as I can and stopping to let you take some
deep breaths.  There, I'm almost out.  The last thing I'm doing is making
my hand into a big fist inside you.

   "The stripper got some huge gapes out of you with his big tool.  It
looked like you had a bottomless black pit between your rear cheeks.  But
my fist is even wider than his penis.  I'm now going to pull it straight
out but very slowly.  At first, your anal muscles are going to resist, but
once they realize that my insistent pressure is not going away, they will
begin to stretch you open so you can release me, and the lube will help.

   "I feel a little give there, and I hear you screaming.  I think we're
almost ready for the gape.  And there it is.  Look at that hole where my
fist just popped free.  I think I could push my whole head in there.  And
look how it's slowly starting to close up.  Isn't it amazing that in just a
few minutes it will be back to a little pucker and that all the pain you
are experiencing now will disappear in a few weeks.  Our bodies are
amazing.

   "OK, Mia, I think you and Hal are next."

   When the women were finished with their husbands, they called the three
videographers over to help them hold up the men, and then all six of them
made three large bows together to the cheers and whistles of the audience.

   "You may leave now, ladies," said Tera.  "We'll be in touch with the
ladies who wrote down their email addresses.  Oh, I see more of you are
lining up to write down your addresses.  Thank you all for coming and
making this special."

   Those were the last words Tera spoke that day.  The men didn't move
until the women started rolling up the mats to take them away.  Then they
got up slowly.  Cory went upstairs and stood under the running water in the
shower for nearly half an hour.  The other men put on their shorts and
shirts and followed their wives to their cars.

   Tera avoided Cory the rest of the day.  She left without telling him and
tried to do some shopping, but she was too excited to concentrate on
anything.  So she went to a park and walked down a nature path.  She saw
nothing of nature, because her mind was reeling.

   Images from the punishment session kept going through her mind, and she
was so aroused that she knew that if she could reach into her panties, it
would just take one touch to set off a string of orgasms.  But she forced
herself to resist the impulse -- then and later at home.  It made it hard
for her to fall asleep.  When she went to bed, Cory was already there sound
asleep.

   Sunday, Tera and Cory exchanged few words, and she supplied him with
whatever he wanted to eat while he camped in front of football games all
day and night.  She saw that he avoided her gaze.

   He insisted on going to work on Monday even though he could barely walk
to the car.  She debated, but then decided to make his favorite dinner,
even though she had a feeling he wasn't going to eat it to prove a point.
After he had pushed the food away and told her, "Sorry.  This isn't going
to change anything," she knew she was on the right track and made plans for
similar gestures each day that followed.  She wanted to give him ample
opportunity to reject her and release his anger, because she was afraid of
what he would do if he held it inside.

   He gave up after a week.  When he arrived home from work, she greeted
him wearing a sexy negligee with nothing underneath it.  He looked at her
and burst out laughing.  "You are pathetic," he said.  "You repulse me, but
you still get a rise out of me as you can see.  Too bad that we can't have
sex because whenever I move my legs a certain way, it's so painful that I'm
sure I'll lose my erection."

   "I know some ways to take care of that," she said, "You won't have to
move or do anything at all.  Leave it to me."

   "I'm not interested anyway," he said.  "I don't feel like ever doing
that with you again."

   "So we're getting divorced?" she said.

   "I didn't say that," he said.

   "So we're adopting children?" she said.

   "I didn't say that," he said.

   "So I need to make an appointment with a sperm bank?" she said.

   "Shut up, and come over here," he said.  "I can't move, but for some
reason, I want to kiss your evil face."



   After he healed, he tried to forget about what she had done to him, but
he knew that she and her two friends sometimes watched the videos together,
because whenever they did, Tera made love like an animal that night and
totally exhausted him.  That part he didn't mind.

   Many months later, she told him after the event, she had received
hundreds of calls from women who weren't at the humiliation session.  "They
had all heard about it from friends and were dying to see the video," she
said.  "Some of them even offered me lots of money to see it.  At first, I
was going to turn them down, but then I decided on a different approach.

   "I told them that the only women who could see the video had to have
amazing bodies and beautiful faces.  If they felt they qualified, I'd be
glad to meet them and inspect them.  That often ended the conversation, but
the calls kept coming, and in a short time, I had interviewed hundreds of
them dressed in the most sexy, revealing outfits you could imagine.  Then I
started getting calls from their friends.

   "Some women even flew in from out of town, and that resulted in
something really strange.  A model from New York came here, and she told
some of her friends in Paris.  Apparently all the top fashion models know
each other, and they started talking to each other all over Europe.  I
found out that some of the skinny ones were heartbroken that they couldn't
qualify.

   "It must have been a bizarre scene at the airport.  The women decided to
all take a vacation together to see your video, and they almost filled up a
whole plane.  The newspaper found out about it and sent a reporter to the
hotel where they were staying but couldn't find out why they were here.

   "I had them over when you were on a four-day trip, and it took all four
nights to squeeze everyone in.  Even though they were models in Europe,
they were from every continent and all races.  You can't imagine how
beautiful they were!  I hope we run into some of them on vacation so you
can see for yourself.

   "But that wasn't the strangest thing of all.  One woman who was at the
event wanted so badly to see the video a second time that she had a total
makeover, different hair color, different cut, different eyelashes,
everything.  I recognized her, but since she went through so much trouble,
I pretended I didn't.

   "We've had video sessions at each of our homes whenever you, Gabe or Hal
were out of town on business or working late.  A couple of days ago, we hit
15,000 women, and the three of us decided that was enough.  From now on,
the videos are only for us."

   Even before Tera told him about the video sessions, a gorgeous woman
approached him while he was having a business lunch at a restaurant.  He
was confused, especially after she gave him her phone number.  The two men
and the woman with him asked him what was going on, and he told them he
honestly didn't know.

   When he told Tera, she asked him to describe the woman and then show her
the phone number.  "Why don't you call her and find out what she wants,"
Tera said.

   "What if she's some kind of psychopath?" Cory said.

   "She doesn't know where you live," said Tera, "and we can block our
number when you call.  Try it right now."

   "OK," said Cory, "but why are you smiling.  Do you know her?"

   "No," said Tera.  "Go ahead and call." She sat smiling through the brief
conversation.

   "Did you know what she would say," Cory said after he hung up.

   "No, but let me guess what she told you.  If you could get free, she'd
be willing to get together at a convenient time and place and have sex with
you.  She'd be happy to do almost anything you like -- maybe not anal --
and she hoped you'd be willing to go along with some things she'd like to
do with you.  From the way you look, she actually said some of the things
she wanted to do.  Am I right?"

   "Are you sure you didn't set this up?" he said.

   "Some of the women at the video shows were really turned on," she said,
"and a few asked me if I would rent you out.  So this doesn't surprise me.

   "I'm curious if they are interested in you for any other reason.  If you
get any more numbers, call them back and tell them you'd love to get
together, but you don't do extreme sex anymore.  Let me know what they
say."

   One excited woman wanted to meet him despite what he told her.  "What
should I do?" he asked Tera.  "I'm not really interested."

   "It's hard for me to believe," she said, "but I'm curious, so if you're
asking me, I would really like you to meet her, and then it's up to you. 
If you want to have sex with her, I'm fine with it, as long as you tell me
all about it.

   The night he went to meet the woman in a hotel room, he came home after
an hour.

   "Did she lie?" asked Tera.

   "Yes," said Cory.  "When I walked into the room there were two other
women as beautiful and voluptuous as she was.  She was wearing a negligee
so thin that it wasn't much different than wearing nothing, and the other
women were naked.

   "The two women sat on either side of me on a couch and started stroking
me.  She opened up a briefcase and showed me it was full of $20 bills and
said I could count them, and they were all for me.  Then she started
telling me that she hoped that might make me change my mind and what she
wanted the three of us to do.  I just listened.

   "Then one of the naked women next to me seemed to get nervous and
whispered something in her ear.  You know how good my ears are.  It was
something like, `Shouldn't we get him in the bedroom before they knock.'
That's when I got up and headed for the door.

   The three women all tried to hold me, and the woman in the negligee
continued talking and trying to persuade me to stay until I squeezed
through the door and shut it behind me.  While I was waiting for the down
elevator, I saw two huge men get off the up elevator and walk down the hall
in the direction of the women's room.

   "Wow!" said Tera.

   A few days later she told him that she had called the woman who had lied
to him.  "She swears she was not going to force you to do anything you
didn't agree to," she told Cory.  "She told me she just didn't want you to
see the men until she had finished negotiations on what the women and the
men could do to you.  She even offered me the money she was going to give
you -- $10,000 -- plus another $10,000, if I would persuade you to go
along, and I could even be there to make sure they wouldn't hurt you.

   "I told her to keep her money, but she'd be getting a visit from my new
lawyer, who's one of those beautiful women who found out about the video
and wanted to see it.  We got to talking at the video showing, and we're
now friends.

   "I told the woman she would be signing a confession for my lawyer that I
would show to the police if she ever calls here or gets within 100 yards of
you."

   The phone numbers kept coming into Cory's hands.  He turned them over to
Tera.  After a while, he didn't mind that she teased him about the women
and what they wanted, because he knew every time that happened, it turned
Tera on so much that the sex that night would be sizzling.



   The three couples finally got together on the third anniversary of the
punishment.  The girls wanted to show the video, but the men said they
would only go out to a nice restaurant with them if not one word was
mentioned about that night.

   After that, the ice was broken, and the families, including children,
became good friends.  The women knew better than to ever talk about the day
of the show to any of the husbands, but they couldn't stop talking about it
among themselves.

   They watched the videos often enough that each of them knew by heart
every minute from every camera.  When Tera was watching her arm go up,
Cory, she often had a few orgasms before she got to the elbow and more
after that.

   It was nearly five years before Tera brought it up again.  They had just
finished one of their energetic lovemaking sessions and were lying next to
each other in bed, tired and contented.

   "Would you like to do anal with me?" she asked him.

   "Would I!" he said in a joking way.  "But you made it clear a long time
ago that you were disgusted by it and you were afraid of the pain.  Have
you changed your mind?"

   "No," she said, "and after I saw what that stripper did to you, I was
more sure than ever it was not for me, because your size isn't that much
smaller than his.  But I might be willing to do it anyway.  I was thinking
about it the other day."

   "Why would you do it if you hated it?" he said.

   "Well, maybe if you would let me do something, I would do that for you,"
she said.

   "What do you mean by something," he said.

   "You know, but this time only you and I would be involved," she said.

   He looked at her for a second, and then she saw the realization dawn by
his facial expression.  "I've got to go to the bathroom," he said and
jumped out of bed and ran.

   I've guess he's not ready to think about that yet, Tera thought as she
heard loud heaving sounds from behind the door, but she didn't feel
discouraged.  There's a plan for everything, she thought, and if I want it
badly enough, I can make a plan to get it.  

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