Seduced into Surrender

Tuning to me she told me get on the floor on all fours, facing the front. As I obeyed (there was no other word for it) Yuki moved behind me, got on her knees placed one of her hands on my hip to steady herself, as the other lined up the dildo with my ass. I was still well lubricated, and quite open from Emily's time with me, so she slid right in. There was nothing gentle about Yuki and I felt her hands on my hips as she thrust in and out, hard and fast. The slaps of her body slamming into my ass reverberated in my ears. Then her hands left my hips, grabbed my hair in both hands, pulling my head back, riding me, controlling me like a horse. I had done this with women in the past and suddenly understood the experience in a whole new visceral way. I was forced to look into the eyes of the young women basking in the spectacle as Yuki repeatedly dominated me in this most intimate of ways. My cock remained hard the entire time and was starting to leak pre-cum!

After a few minutes, Nikki called time and Yuki reluctantly stopped and pulled out. I heard applause for her performance coming from the assembled crowd.

As I remained on all fours, Nikki spoke again.

"We are going to wrap this up now and just one thing remains, and that is to give our special guest performer his well-deserved reward, and for you to express your gratitude. as well as have a little memento of the evening. We have some non-permanent markers here for you to write a thank you and get a photo with him."

The panic must have been etched across my face, and Nikki mouthed the words "don't worry" to reassure me. I had come so far, I decided I had to trust her to hold my anonymity for the rest of the evening.

Smiling, Nikki pointed to a spot at the edge of the stage and told me to stand. I was told to hold my hands behind me feeling exposed in a way I had not all evening - after all these humiliations my erection betrayed me in its hardness. It was like admitting my enjoyment!

The women all came up one-by-one and were told to write a very short sentence or phrase on my chest (which thankfully was hairless) with their name. They could then pose with me however they wanted for a photo. Each message was wiped away with a wet towel to clear the slate for the next one. From my position, I couldn't really see what they were writing (I later learned it was a variation of "thanks for everything" or "unique experience") and the poses mostly consisted of them pressing into me, smiling, some while holding my cock. Jazz took the photos with a digital camera.

Belinda was the last one and wanting something different, she pulled me by my cock to the chair, sat and positioned me over knees. I felt her writing something on my ass, as Jazz clicked away, this time laughing at the words. I later discovered they were, "Thanks for a spanking good time."

As Belinda returned to her seat, Nikki told them they would be sent the pictures the next day with my face blurred out. I sighed with relief, and I think I may have smiled. Nikki continued,

"You should all know that our guest has not had an orgasm, at our instruction, for six days now. He will now get his reward for being such a cooperative participant tonight."

The whole crowd broke out in some sedate applause, and I somehow felt proud.

Turning to me, Nikki said,

"You may now kneel and masturbate to climax for the girls."

Not quite believing that I was at last going to get some relief, I knelt, spread my legs, took my cock in hand and started jerking off. I had been kept aroused for so long, and the thought of achieving release was so strong, I didn't care what I looked like. The girls were still quite reserved (I had seen video of women at bachelorette parties become quite raucous when presented with a naked man) and that made it worse for me as they looked at me more in awe that they were privy to what is essentially a private act. But I was so worked up that I started climaxing wildly after only 30 seconds or so, and as I had not done so for days, my ejaculation was long and powerful - some of it landing a good six feet away. I had been holding so much in (physically, psychologically, emotionally) that it was all too much for me, and as I came uncontrollably, my legs gave way and I ended up curled up on the floor, sobbing.

I was helped to my feet (I'm not sure by whom), a bath robe was wrapped around me, and comforting arms led me back onto a soft sofa in the house, where I drifted off in Nikki's arms.

When I woke, the only person there was a smiling Syd. She asked if I was OK? I replied affirmatively, was told to stand, and drop the robe. As I did, I saw my cock was now soft, but the strap around it and my balls still emphasized my package. Kneeling, she attached the leash to the clip and started leading me out of the house, to the driveway and to the car. This was a different feeling. Not aroused, all I had was the humiliation when I realized how ridiculous it was, being led by my genitals by a woman who I knew nothing about. Helping me to get into the back, Syd closed the door and started the journey back.

I was now alone with my thoughts in the back seat, naked and still leashed. It was a very different feeling than when I arrived and gave me the chance to really reflect on what had happened. The erotic had been removed from the situation as all I could think of was the humiliation - and what Alexa might do with the knowledge of who I was! Unbelievably, to me anyway, I started to get hard at the thought, and I wondered if I was reacting to the humiliation. Was I really submissive? I dismissed that idea, as I had never thought about that before. In fact, I was somewhat repulsed by the idea. But being "forced" into it was different. Not force as in physical force, but as a choice I made to do something unpleasant for the chance to experience what I had with Nikki and the girls, and now women I did not even know and would (likely) never again meet.

When the car came to a halt 30 minutes later, and Syd opened the door and pulled me outside by the leash, these thoughts were still circulating around my head. Her eyes widened when she saw my erection had returned. Unclipping the chain, she moved behind me and leant into me, bringing her hand around to my cock, masturbating me as I stood in the (darkened) street. She whispered in my ear,

"You know, I've seen a number of these events, and you were the best and most cooperative. Sometimes the men will stop the moment they get there, other times at the spanking part, sometimes at the ass-fucking. But even though you weren't sure and looked panicked at what was happening, you stuck with it till the end. Congratulations! I love the way you accepted going over all those women's laps, and the way you took the dildo."

She was obviously an expert at jerking men off and bought me to the brink, before releasing me, giving me a chaste kiss on the cheek.

"I know where you live, so I'll be in touch."

With that she slapped my ass and sent me, naked and hard, towards my front door.

"By the way, Nikki told me to tell you, no orgasms - so no jerking off - until she's in touch."

My heart both sank and soared. On the one hand, sexual release was on hold for a while - no masturbation tonight as I relived the incredible events - but it seemed future adventures were definitely on the cards, although I did wonder how tonight's experience could possibly be topped?