Stella’s Coque Sport
by Regis
Stella’s Coq Sport
by Regis
1. Coq Pull Party Idea
She was just 20 when I met her three years ago, and she was definitely the hottest thing at the party. Her blonde hair was genuine, not a dye job, and in that tight tube dress that looked like it was two sizes too small squeezing her boobs into pink melons and the short hem at the bottom riding ridiculously too high on her ass to do any good, she was total eye candy.
What caught my attention that first time was her spike heeled open sandals, her incredible feet, ankles and legs, and how she used them. Eye candy doesn’t begin to describe her appearance. In front the dress revealed the curl of her nether-lips, so it was clear she wore no panties. She was the definitive classy cunt, my kind of bitch.
We connected quickly, and when I got my dick out and slid it into her on the dance floor, I discovered she fucked like a mink on steroids, and performed coitus, rapidly draining the cum from my balls. What most amazed me was that she got it done while dancing! I’d never seen a mink on steroids, but I think you get my drift.
I took her home that night, not to her place, but to mine. I poured us some drinks, we got nude and into the pool, and I discovered quickly how much she was into cock, or what in a cute faked French accent, she called my Coq. She went underwater to suck mine, and when she surfaced, she had her hand around it. As I stood, up to my navel in water, The incredible cunt gave me a powerful fist job better than any I’d ever had.
She squeezed hard at the base, then pulled up, then back down for another squeeze, and in less than two minutes had me ejaculating underwater. She bobbed under to get her mouth over the head of my spurting cock, and caught all she could of my semen to swallow. I’d never seen anyone quite so crazy about cocks before, particularly a woman who knew how superbly to handle them.
Within three months we were married. We signed prenups that gave her five million upon signing of divorce papers, should that eventuality materialize. I would keep everything else, and included in the package was all of the regular non-disclosure bullshit stuff that’s part of every formalized breakup. I’d been through it twice before, and knew how to handle it. I mean a cunt is never anything but a cunt, but this one was spectacular.
*
One night she and a couple of her girlfriends, Sally and Ruby had been out having their regular Thursday girls’-night-out at a male strip club, one that was hard core, where the male strippers all cleaned their butts out with enemas as the opening part of the act, and then they butt- and throat-fucked each other in amazing ways as part of the show.
What was unique about this club, Stella’s favorite, was that all of the performers were all in their early to mid-teens. Athletic boys from 13 to 16 with big pricks. The owner and his wife, the bartenders, bouncers and guests were the only adults, the performers were all young boys. I had a couple of my guys check it out, and it was definitely legit.
The audience was made up of ladies, straight guys like me, and some homosexual men. The audience would all strip and join in the fun for the finale. I like to butt fuck a fella as much as the next guy, as long as he's got a nice tight butt, but I'm not gay. I mean a guy’s asshole is as good as a woman’s any day, as long as it isn’t over-used.
Mounting and putting the blocks to a guy is, I mean, like I’m a powerful guy, owner of a couple of major corporations and on a few boards, and to get my cock up the ass of a guy is a sign of power, dominance, and not anything sexy or shit, until its time to cum and shoot his colon full to overflowing with my semen. That part’s sexy.
Stella and her friends brought home one of their favorite strippers from the club, and as soon as they arrived they got me to sit, naked, and they bound my wrists and ankles to the chair so that I could watch the show without interfering. I think they thought it was cool to have me on the sidelines bound naked and watching them perform.
I played ball, and as they all got naked, I could feel my pecker rise to show my interest. I’m not into boys, but this was a pretty hot dude, and the three beauties were really into him. As cunts they were all incredible to look at with such elegant bodies, flared pussies and erotic movement. The boy they’d brought home was clean shaved over his whole body, and he had a huge cock for such a youngster.
I guessed he was probably 16, and he knew how to make a woman happy. Ruby lowered herself onto his erection as he lay on his back, Sally got her mouth over his balls, and Stella lowered her cunt over his face, giving him the chance to show what he could do to please a woman with his tongue.
The kid, one of the oldest and most experienced strippers in the club, was definitely a pro. While he thrust his prick up Ruby’s gripping cunt, he soon had Stella screaming in a massive orgasm. After Ruby came, she slipped off and Sally took her place. Instead of her flared cunt, she took advantage of Ruby’s cunt juiced coating his shaft and sat on him, sliding it up into her rectum.
She was facing backward, which left her cunt exposed. Stella slid off his face and got between Sally’s spread legs, to put her mouth to work on the flared masturbated cunt. I was surprised, as I’d never seen Stella engage in sex with a woman before. She got her mouth wide open and covered the female organ entirely, working her tongue alternately with deep plunges inside with clit strokes on top.
Unoccupied for the moment, Ruby noticed my pulsing erection and came over, knelt between my legs, and began to show her skills as a cocksucker. Most women I’d given the opportunity had proven to be good at this form of intimacy, but Ruby proved to be nearly as good as Stella at serving a man with her head.
She opened her mouth wide and with a sudden plunge took my cock deep into her throat. It was a tight fit, but she amazed me when she started a swallowing action, which served to pump on my penis, with the desired result. Aided by the sight of the boy beginning to cum up the ass of Sally, I felt my balls churn, and began to ejaculated directly down into Ruby’s stomach.
It had been hours since, as part of the protocol at the strip club, Ruby had flushed her intestine with an enema before taking part in the action, as she knew that both her cunt and rectum would be raped. Her colon had since then become re-occupied with her offal. When she pulled off his prick, the still spurting flesh shaft was streaked with her brown waste.
Stella once more amazed me when she promptly sprung forward, took the lad’s shit-smeared cock into her mouth and sucked his firm erection clean, swallowing Ruby’s muck as she took the remainder of his semen down her throat. My gorgeous young wife was proving herself to be a total slut when it came to sex. Everything was game for her. I’d have to be careful about where she’d been before I kissed her again.
When we had all got back into our clothes and they put their young stud into a cab, they refreshed, Stella brushed her teeth, and we all sat down with drinks. The topic of discussion was how often and quickly could a male regenerate semen, and how often could he ejaculate in a session. I volunteered to give it a test, but they had other plans.
“Instead of professionals,” Rita suggested, “or mature experienced males, maybe we could obtain a few young boys and put them to the test. Maybe we could bring together some of our friends with similar interests to observe our experiment. I’ll bet they’d be enthusiastic!”
“Sure,” Sally responded, “we could put on a jack-off show, getting the boys to jerk themselves off, and time the results!”
“I’d love to jerk on some young cocks,” Stella said, “particularly if we got them bound so they couldn’t interfere, or if we do them first, then watch them attempt to repeat.”
“A real semen-spurting show!” Ruby exclaimed, “what a great idea! We could do it at my place, I have a big party room in the basement that’s perfect.”
“That would be great,” Stella replied,” but your ceiling isn’t that high, and you don’t have room for much parking. We could do it here, as we have a huge party room in the basement with a 12 foot high ceiling, and can handle 50 cars in the trees, where it never looks like there’s a crowd. That would be okay, wouldn’t it honey?”
I said sure, what the fuck, and it was settled. From that point on it was all about planning, and getting some special things designed and made to make it practical. We set it up for a Tuesday night in six weeks, and then put our minds to how it would unfold. We designed what we knew would work, and then set up an ejaculation schedule to see how long it took teen boys to regenerate, and how often they could produce cum.
2. Leg Suspension
Because it was Rita who had suggested we not use the strippers but young amateurs, she was assigned to obtain four boys. Knowing what we planned would be quite rigorous, we decided on getting a group of athletic fourteen-year-olds. Rita’s husband, a federal judge, had connections, and a couple of mafia soldiers easily obtained her selections. Because we had settled on four boys, a fourth friend of the girls, Emma, was recruited to work with them.
I couldn’t believe how many friends we had who were interested in what the girls had put together for a show. Our basement party room was packed with 150 guests. The girls had designed an ingenious suspension system, with a rigid overhead steel beam that held four motor-driven winches.
There was applause as the boys were brought naked into the room. They were all clearly embarrassed, but their mafia escorts were strong and assertive. Each boy was handed a leg clamp we had arranged to be made, formed to fit their left leg. “This is to make sure you’re secure for the special ride we’ve devised for you,” Stella told them, and though they were hesitant, they had no choice but to put them on.
“This is Willy, Randy, Hal and Eddy,” Emma announced. “They all play on their grade nine football team. They are here tonight to show us how sexually fit they are, and able to both produce and regenerate a good supply of semen!” The boys looked shocked. This was going to be about sex, and in public, in front of this crowd.
All of them had a full growth of pubic hair, as well as armpit hair. An electric razor was used to dispense with the hair under their arms. A slender belt was put around each boy’s waist, and on it in the back was a steel loop. Each had a cuff put on his left wrist, and it was attached to the hoop, holding his left hand behind him.
“Down on your hands and knees, boys,” Stella told them, and without delay all four of the very nervous naked youngsters complied. She held in her hand a riding crop, and none of them wanted to test her to see if she’d use it. This special event was unfolding exactly as the ladies had planned, and the four female friends were delighted. Soon they would have those flaccid penises erect and ready for action, resulting in jetting sperm production.
Chains were lowered beside each kneeling boy by the winches, until the hook on the end reached the floor. The two muscular male handlers attached each hook to a ring beside the ankle on the specially designed leg brace each boy wore, and one by one the winches reversed, pulling up on the chains so that the boys’ left leg was raised.
They were elevated so that they were suspended in the air, their heads above the floor, but their free right hand could reach it to take a bit of their weight. When the winches stopped, the four female friends took scissors, foam shaving lotion and razors to the boys’ groins, and within minutes all four were shaved clean.
Hanging by their left leg, the boys were able to raise their right leg but not hold it elevated for long without tiring. This meant that their sex equipment was perfectly displayed, giving everyone in the room a great view of their now hairless gonads. The ladies had planned this form of suspension to properly present the boys cocks and balls.
The ladies now stepped back as four naked eleven-year-old girls were brought in. They were identical in height, wore spike heels, and in their pre-puberty condition appeared very sexy, particularly as the attractive nude youngsters nervously but vigorously masturbated themselves with their fingers in front of the naked suspended boys. They giggled, excited at knowing what was likely to come.
“These young ladies have volunteered to help us get the boys started,” Sally said. “We found them at a malt shop where they hang out to hook up with boys from various grades, all older than them, and we are assured have the knowledge and skills to satisfy them. They all know what a cock is for, and how to stimulate it into action.
“They have no qualms about performing naked in front of you. We would, however, like to provide some cover their faces. May I have four volunteer men from our audience to produce some fresh semen to cover the girls’ faces?” Four men stood, by advance arrangement, pulled out their cocks and began pumping them.
The naked young ladies got to their knees and obediently presented their faces. From their behavior I guessed this was not their first rodeo. They reached back with their hands to spread their buttocks, providing a clear view of both their hairless vaginas and their puckered rectums, knowing this was what was expected.
“Keep your mouths closed and your eyes wide open,” Stella told them. “Sperm swimming in your eyes will likely blur your vision, but you don’t need sharp eyesight to do the jobs we need you to do.” The men each moved in front of a girl, and within a minute were ejaculating thick gobs of semen onto the bright young faces, including their open eyes.
Soon all four faces were thoroughly coated with cum, and as they completed their task, the men tucked their dicks back into their pants and resumed their seats. The large party room took on the distinct aroma of freshly spilled semen, and soon there would be much more. Stella said “As soon as you’re ready, girls, you can get started!”
The naked young ladies got to their feet, moved over to the suspended boys, and promptly took the limp penis of their boy into their mouths. Sucking cock was always the first step in a great fuck session with boys. In this case there would be no fucking, as the boys were hanging upside down in the air, but their sex organs were fully available for sucking up, and their oral work generated a rapid response.
“Not too much,” Rita cautioned, “we want them stiff but not spurting!” One by one the girls reluctantly backed off, denied the essence of semen they so enjoyed. They hoped there would be some later. There would, but it would be contributed by male guests whose penises they were expected to entertain following the show.
Now there were four rigid erections on full display, thanks to the girls’ excellent efforts with their mouths. The special interest audience was impressed, and applauded the work the girls had done to get the boys’ cocks up and raring. For now they were required to stand aside as the program for the evening commenced.
“Okay, boys,” Stella said, “I need you to get your cock in your free hand and start jerking off for us! You need to get at it. There will be a special prize for the boy who can cum first!”
The girls had managed to not only get the boys in their early teens aroused, but even though suspended upside down by one leg, they were now fully into it. If this was what the people wanted, this was what they would give them. They promptly grabbed their firm erections and began an intimate activity they were well used to, giving themselves a friendly rousing fist fuck.
This was the first time any of them had jacked off with an audience there to see them perform a private ritual. This was usually intimate work, but now their fists flew, and their penises reddened, the heads flared. Things did not happen as quickly as the ladies wished, as the public nature of the event somewhat delayed the boys’ expected semen production. They were torn between a high level of sexual stimulation and the humiliation of being watched by an expectant audience.
The people in the room cheered, and called out encouragement to the boy they favored by name. It worked. One by one the four boys did not disappoint them as their highly stimulated cocks began to ejaculate into the air toward them. This was just the beginning of what they had come to see, and they were all wondering how far I would permit my wife and her friends to go.
The boys worked their rigid cocks enthusiastically, each wanting to outdo the others. Eddy spurted his first gobs of cum seconds before Randy, Hal ejaculated two minutes later, and the experienced naked girls put their faces, eyes wide open, in front of the ejaculating penises to collect their spewing creamy sticky white product. They knew what was expected of them.
Willy came last, getting an unexpected reward. Stella brought forward her riding crop, and without warning she slashed him hard across the buttocks, intentionally catching his swinging testicles in the blow. He screamed in pain as the crop produced the desired results. It was clear and surprised me Stella knew how to effectively apply it to male meat.
“Did I say there was a special reward for the first to cum? I’m sorry, what I meant to say was I had a prize, or should I say surprise, for the last to do as I demanded!” To emphasize her point, Stella swung the crop up viciously at the bottom of Willy’s still stiff cock, lifting and slapping it hard against his belly. “Did that hurt Willy’s winky?” she asked with a pout I well knew. She was playing him.
“Fucking shit, lady, that fucking hurt!”
In response my gorgeous wife slashed the crop brutally across his mouth. “None of that language in our home, you insolent young prick!” Stella shouted. He knew she meant it as he felt blood trickle from the corner of his mouth. The other boys were startled at the harsh treatment, and realized these stunningly beautiful and sexy adult ladies meant business.
“It’s rest time, boys,” Emma told them. All four penises were again limp after disgorging a substantial ejaculation. Our pre-planned schedule gave them exactly half an hour after the first had begun to spurt, and Rita carried a stop watch to keep track. Sally was taking notes, as we intended to produce a report on our findings, to make it semi-scientific.
The chains were lowered so the boys could rest. They were given a Pepsi, and they thankfully guzzled it down. There was no need to tell them there was a Viagra pill dissolved in their drinks to enhance their production. They needed to stay hydrated, and the sugar would give them some required energy for their next ejaculation.
We assumed that 30 minutes would be enough for them to regenerate another load of their seed. The naked young girls were also given a Pepsi to keep them ready to repeat their oral work on the boys’ flaccid penises. The girls were instructed to get to their knees again, and four more eager male volunteers got their cocks out and refreshed the coating of semen on the girls’ faces and in their open eyes.
All eyes were on Rita to see when the girls would go to work again. At 28 minutes Rita signalled the worker on the controls, and the winches again tightened the chains to lift the boys in the air. Their free leg was swinging, producing torque to make them rotate, giving everyone in the party room a great view of their stiff cocks and balls. Their folded anus bud was also on full display, but of little interest at the moment.
When they were at the right height, their free wrist was also cuffed and put behind their backs. The young girls moved into position, and when it was time Rita signalled them and they again took the boys’ penises into their mouths, working them vigorously as they had done before, producing the same rigid results.
The four boys swung there, all now sporting unbendable woodies, and Stella, Rita, Sally and Emma moved in. They each grasped the boys’ rigid cocks in a fist and began pumping. It took a bit longer this time, but one by one Hal, Willy, Randy and Eddy began to ejaculate, in that order, and the gorgeous adult young women stepped aside, not wanting to get their clothes stained.
They all loved semen, but in their cunts, colons and throats, not on their expensive dresses. As the rate of flow reduced, the ladies took the spurting cocks into their mouths to reduce waste of that valued commodity. For each of them, sperm was their favorite beverage, and they reveled in consuming it. Another set of volunteers were ready to get the girls’ apparently eager faces recoated with fresh cum.
When the last drop of semen was drained and the cocks were flagging again, the ladies stepped back, and Stella lashed hard at Eddy’s cock, with a return slash at his testicles. She was definitely not playing nice with these boys, whose only mistake was to be on a football team she had watched play before she had selected them.
A hidden camera in the team’s shower revealed all she and her three girlfriends wanted to know about the boys. When the rest of the team had left, the four she selected had dragged a pretty girl their age into the shower, stripped and raped her, showing their manhood by each taking her two or three times in her cunt, anus and throat.
To complete their fun, one of the boys violently fist fucked her while the other three beat her severely, until she was knocked unconscious. They dragged the naked girl out of the shower into the gym and then into the adjacent girls’ shower room, leaving her unconscious in the floor. The women were delighted, knowing these four boys would be perfect for their experiment.
3. Punishment
Willy and Randy had figured out what was happening, and were trying to hold back on ejaculating so as not to be first, but knowing what was coming when they were last. As they knelt on the floor, their hands still cuffed behind their backs, the handlers dropped a pair of Viagra pills into each Pepsi bottle before feeding it to them.
The twenty minutes remaining would likely be sufficient to get the sexual performance enhancer working in their systems. A bartender behind the party room’s opulent bar poured fresh drinks for the guests who were very much enjoying the show Stella and her friends had produced for them.
When the time came to begin the third round the boys were once more hauled up by the winches to hang upside down by their left leg. I was impressed at how the two who had figured it out resisted growing stiff when the four naked eleven-year-old girls assumed their position and administered oral sex on them. These attractive young ladies were accomplished cocksuckers.
It did not miss the attention of anyone when Emma handed Stella a small pretty pearl-handled pistol. Something terrible was coming the boys certainly were not going to like, and being first or last would definitely not be a good thing. The eager audience now knew I had not set any limits to what my wife and her friends could do to the lads.
A fucking gun! I had married a spectacular if devious woman! Watching her closely, I wondered how she intended to use it. When the boys were once again rigid the naked young girls grabbed onto their firm erections and began to pump them, taking on the task of producing a third jet of cum. I watched with interest as Stella lifted the hem of her short dress to reveal she wore no panties. She could dress as she liked in her own home.
As she and all of us were watching the work the naked young cum-faced girls were doing on the stiff dicks of the randy dangling boys, she placed the barrel of the pistol against her clit and began stroking herself with it. I saw with pleasure equalling hers that she began to orgasm with the sexual excitement she and the event she had produced brought her. I came in my pants, contributing to the aroma of semen that pervaded the room.
Eddy’s face started to go red, and not just because of the fact he was hanging upside down. His breathing was shallow, and the girl pumping his cock with her fist put her second hand to use, thrusting a finger into his rectum and wiggling it to further stimulate him. The youngster’s skilled fist and anal work quickly paid off.
With a bellow Eddy began his third production of semen within just an hour. The girl opened her mouth wide, then remembering the ban on her eating it, closed it and got her face in line with the sperm jets, catching gobs of his cream on her wide-open eyes and cheeks. She was a beautiful young thing with curly blonde hair similar to Stella’s, and with a taste for cum and cocks that equalled that of the women producing the show.
Now that they would not be first, Randy and Willy promptly released their third ejaculation, desperately avoiding being last. The girls working their cum-spewing cocks did as the first had done, knowing the need to keep their faces covered with male spunk. They took it on their faces, and captured most of it with their wide-open eyes, like the highly experienced pros they were. They guessed correctly the audience thought cum-filled eyes were sexy.
The fourth naked young girl was working Hal’s cock as hard as she could to get him to cum, and at last got a dribble from him, taking what she could into her eyes like the others, but the boy was clearly done. Hal had not yet developed the regenerating power to be a competitor at this level of competition. His dick remained rigid because of the chemical stimulant, but the girl could get nothing more from him, no matter how hard she pumped.
Stella strode onto the small stage in her spike heeled pumps, and took things into her own hands, literally. She grasped Hal’s naked cock, and after giving it several full strokes, proved the boy was done. Without pause, she placed the barrel of her small gun against the flared glans of his penis, and with a broad smile, blew it off with a single shot.
I learned later the ladies had used a nail file to cut grooves in the head of that lead bullet, making the 22 short into a dumdum, a bullet that on impact with flesh would instantly mushroom and flare, ripping away whatever meat it hit. Without remorse, Stella had decapitated the boy’s cock as if it were nothing more than a sausage.
This was a firry vixen I had married! She was making this party one to remember, and I was certain she would make everyone present happy they had accepted her invitation. Hal was screaming his lungs out, but his penis was flagging at the time the shot was fired, and so bleeding was minimal. Sally dipped the end of his long cock stump into a shot glass of alcohol, to reduce bleeding further.
The boys were again lowered to the floor, and the three remaining competitors, now quivering with raw fear, were fed another Pepsi, this one with three Cialis pills to add to the Viagra already at work in their bodies. Hal’s hands were uncuffed and his leg brace removed so that he could stand. He had stopped screaming, but was moaning loudly as he was taken away by Emma, a trained nurse, to have his cock wound dressed.
Stella addressed the guests. “I want to thank you all for coming to our home for an unusual evening of entertainment. I should have warned you that things could get a bit rough for our performers, but I assure you it could get even more extreme, depending on your tastes, and if any of you wish to leave, now is the time.
“If you chose to stay, having been warned, I have to tell you that you will be considered complicit in whatever happens.” There was a chuckle among the guests, and signs of real distress among the three remaining boys. They had shot their load three times, and now would soon be required to produce even more semen from their now aching balls, or would have to face real and likely permanent damage to their gonads.
“Fuck, you can’t do this to us,” Willy said, “You’ve gotta let us go, now!”
“There’s no fuckin’ way you’re gonna do that to me!” Randy said, and Eddy concurred.
“Okay,” Stella replied, “I promise I won’t do that to any one of you, guaranteed. That particular gun trick was just for Hal, because he was the first to underperform. We still have two more rounds to go, though, don’t we, to determine who’s the got the best cock, the best balls, and who among you is the best cum-shooting artist!”
In combination, the Viagra and Cialis were working faster than usual, and the already the boys’ cocks again began to rise. Just the sight of Stella was enough to get a male’s adrenalin churning, and my vivacious wife was working the three naked suspended boys with her best looks, lifting the hem of her skirt to flash the open lips of her cunt at them.
“Why don’t you let us fuck these girls?” Eddy asked, referring to the four naked eleven-year-olds in their sexy spike heels. “Like, we can pull out when we’re ready to shoot so you can all see!”
“I’ll tell you what,” Stella responded, “When you’re finished with the competition, you can have your way with them. How’s that sound?” She was proving to be a tough negotiator. They were going to do it her way, and the carrot of free use of the girls afterwards, although they would be sexually drained and unable to perform, was gaining ground.
Even better was how horny the chemicals working inside them were making them. She had them. The three youths, all proven rapists and bitch beaters, could think of nothing they could do but to comply. She was getting her way, and they felt like trained monkeys getting their bare cocks jerked until they spewed cum just for show.
When the time came, Rita signaled the winch operator and the boys were again hauled up. Three volunteers were already ejaculating on the faces and into the eyes of three of the girls. There was little for the girls to do but moisten the boys’ cocks with their saliva, as their dicks were already rigid.
The handlers undid the cuffs, freeing their right hands, and the boys were instructed to again masturbate for the audience. Seeing that Stella still held the small pistol, they readily complied, each wanting to be the first and not last to ejaculate, if they were able. This event was now fucking war!
All three jerked on their cocks, rapidly pumping their penises with their fists to bring themselves to another orgasm. It was difficult, as they had never jacked off so often before, but failure was unthinkable. It was humiliating to be doing this in front of cheering people, but they had no choice, and pumped their cocks as hard as they could.
Eddy proved to be the first to succeed, while the other two were nowhere close. As he spurted semen toward the audience, Randy and Willy jerked as hard as they could on their ravaged cocks, punishing their organs with intentional violent abuse that at last paid off as Randy managed to ejaculate.
Willy had reached his limit, and as valiantly as he tried, he failed to produce a single drop of semen. The small mouth of his red cock gaped as if it were a goldfish struggling for breath with each powerful stroke of his fist, but his testicles would have none of it, and this time they failed entirely to generate a flow of sperm.
Randy and Eddy were again lowered to the floor, and Stella strode over to the dangling Willy. She slapped away his struggling fist, grabbed his cock and giving it several rapid jerks, watched the abused organ soften before her eyes. She reached back to his scrotum and squeezed his balls, and then pulled the left one forward, pressing the barrel of her pistol against it.
To everyone’s surprise, including mine, she fired, and put a bullet through the pained nut, bringing to an abrupt end any chance of it ever producing semen. The head of this bullet had not been filed, and it put a clean hole through the tightly gripped testicle. Stella’s abrupt and merciless action brought praise from her guests who admired her grit.
The screaming boy with a hole through one nut was lowered, and he startled everyone when he pissed as he descended. Emma took him to take care of the destructive wound. He would probably be able to fuck again, but with reduced semen production, and would certainly always remember the woman who had destroyed his nut. This was not the kind of thing a male could ever forget.
As Stella had pointed out, everyone present was now fully complicit in the violence committed on the boys, and nobody had left when she invited them to go. They had all willingly stayed on to see the show. It was likely they were expecting even more, and I knew Stella and her cock-loving friends weren’t going to disappoint anyone.
Stella brought two of the naked young girls in their sexy heels forward, got them onto their knees, and a pair of volunteers from the audience spermed their faces. With encouragement with her riding crop she had them dance, and then get together and perform lesbian sex. They hugged, passionately kissed, and as things rapidly progressed, got down on the floor with their legs spread and pressed their vaginas against each other.
Pressing their sex organs together, the naked youngsters in spike heels passionately cunt-kissed. This was clearly not their first time doing this. They both writhed with lustful craving, grinding their naked sex meat together. They were cunt-fucking, just as I had seen girls their age cunt-fucking at a late-night underground show bar, with both men and other girls cheering them on, as this audience did now.
Likely all four girls had worked naked at such establishments. I had attended at least three such places in the city that produced shows featuring children performing sex acts, and used naked little girls for waitresses. It was despicable, of course, but was common in most of America’s large cities.
Everything was available for anyone willing and able to pay the price. I had seen most of these people here tonight at one or more of those clubs. Naked young girls in spike heels was nothing new to any of us, and most of us had got our cocks into them when we could as well. That was what we expected and what we took.
The two remaining boys, Randy and Eddy, once more dangling from their leg braces, displayed growing erections as they were enjoying the highly erotic obscene and sexually stimulating performance by the naked young girls. They were doing what girls their age most likely commonly did with the right inducements.
4. The Winner and Loser
The last two volunteers stepped forward and got their cocks out. They were already rigid, and took little encouragement to produce jets of fresh cum to sperm the faces and open eyes of the two young girls kneeling before them. The freshly slimed girls were instructed to take the boys’ balls into their mouths while Sally and Emma stepped forward to use their fists on the boys’ raging cocks.
This was desperation time, as one of them was definitely going to be a loser, and as such neither knew what he would have to endure, but it was certain the pistol would be involved. Both had already produced three major ejaculations in a brief time, and neither knew if he could do it one more time.
I could see from their faces their testicles ached from the extraordinary demand on them. Neither looked eager, but both were desperate to succeed. Sally was pumping Randy’s cock while Emma had a firm pumping grip on Eddy’s. Both women worked hard to be the one to get their boy spurting first.
All four of the boys who had been recruited had been circumcised, and the cock heads on these two were flared and red, with the mouth of their urethra gaping with each pump. It also appeared they had cum too often in the past short time, and getting another ejaculation from them would be a challenge. Sally and Emma looked to be up to it.
Rita kept a close eye on the pair of abused rapidly bouncing boy-cocks, particularly the heads, eager to get it right if and when one would begin to spurt semen. Stella lashed the bare asses of the kneeling nude girls sucking the boys’ scrotums, causing them to further punish the lads’ testicles with their teeth.
These nude female youngsters were no longer enjoying this bizarre scene, but the obviously nervous girls could think of no escape. They had come willingly, but things had quickly got out of hand, and they desperately wanted to be out of here. The fucking violent boss lady had a gun, and wasn’t afraid to fucking use it!
Sally and Emma were pumping their fists vigorously on the dangling boys’ stiff cocks, but were not feeling they were making much progress toward their goal of ejaculation. It appeared that both ladies were experiencing sore arms from the hard work. Jacking guys off, as much as they liked it, was not something they did regularly, and it was using undeveloped muscles in their arms.
Stella took the opportunity to extend her attention to the ball-sucking girls. Moving closer, she brought her riding crop into the gap between their spread buttocks as they knelt, making stinging contact with the anus of each, and then caught the exposed lips of their flared cunts, producing further shrill screams.
The pair of eleven-year-old nudes in heels screamed, but instantly recognizing the folly of letting go the grip of their mouths on the two scrotums. This had the effect Stella intended, by causing the young girls to bite harder on the ravaged testicles of the leg-swinging boys. Instead of ejaculating, both boys involuntarily pissed.
Undaunted, Sally and Emma pumped the boys’ clean-shaved penises even harder, each hoping for a positive outcome, and at last Emma produced the desired results as Eddy’s penis stiffened further in her fist, the urethra spread, and half a dozen gobs of creamy semen spurted into the air. The crowd cheered her hard-earned success. Both Eddy and Emma were completely exhausted.
Sally had no such luck, and with no point to continuing, she stopped pumping and released Randy’s penis. When she did, everyone could see it was bloodied from the fierce grip and pumping action. The rings on her fingers had obviously done damage to the young boy’s ravaged and battered cock, and the results were obvious. Even her fingers bore streaks of his cock’s blood.
The audience was delighted there was a winner to the bizarre and highly unusual masturbation competition, acknowledging the genius of Stella and her like-minded friends. This had got them all worked up when things went far beyond what they had expected, with the sexual mutilation of two of the boys, and likely more to come.
Stella was still prepared to surprise them. She got the girl who had been chewing on Randy’s scrotum to stand, and the child looked particularly sexy, standing naked in her heels and quivering with concern and natural fear over what was to happen next. She cared nothing about what might happen to Randy, but her concern was for herself, and for good reason.
What happened next surprised everyone. The athletic nude young girl was instructed to do a handstand, and she promptly did so, beautifully and with grace. Now Stella told her to spread her legs wide, and she complied. With a broad simile, Stella thrust the barrel of her pearl-handled pistol into the girl’s bare cunt, and as the youngster screamed, she pushed it in deep, threatening to pull the trigger.
Instead, the two handlers brought a pair of the overhead chains to her ankles, and cuffed them, and the winches did their work, holding her legs wide-spread and keeping her in the inverted position. Rita rolled a small cart over to her, and Stella picked up a device I recognized as a speculum, designed to spread open a woman’s vagina.
It was made of clear plastic, so that it afforded maximum view inside when inserted and applied to open a cunt, right back to the uterus. She placed its end between the spread lips of the girl’s cunt, and then with a twisting motion pushed it inside her, until it was completely inserted. She turned the adjustment knob, spreading the deep end to open the eleven-year-old’s cunt.
She then took from the cart a quart-sized metal bottle with a valve on top, and a long narrow tool on the end of a tube that was attached. She put the end of the long tool onto the girl’s now wide-spread cunt. “This is a new and seldom-used abortion tool,” she explained. “It isn’t much used because of its invasive quality.
“There are a couple of online sex toy shops that provide them, with a stern warning they can be harmful if not used properly. I intend to use it properly.” She moved the end around and then pushed it in further. “This little toy fits into the girl’s cervix, and it can be a bit tricky to get it in correctly, but I have it now.”
Clearly she did. She had pushed the slender shaft in a full foot into the gonads of the girl, so that it was now deep in the child’s uterus. “She failed to get our Randy’s balls to produce more semen, and I think she should pay the price, right? This gas bottle contains a pressurized acid in the form of a gas, and when I turn the valve, it will go into her!”
“It’s a mild acid, so it won’t eat her flesh, but it will expand her gonads, including her fallopian tubes, and on the ends of them, her ovaries!” She gently turned the valve, and slowly the girl’s tummy expanded. “I see its working!” So could everyone in the room. “When it reaches a certain point . . . .”
The girl gave a short shrill scream, twice in rapid succession. “There, it reached that point, and her ovaries popped open! No more eggs from her, no more periods, although I doubt hers have begun, and if she had been pregnant, it would have been instantly terminated! Isn’t that a cool way to abort a bitch?”
The three other girls all screamed hysterically at the brutal destruction of their friend’s gonads. The shocked silence of the audience was broken with a cheer for Stella’s total disregard for the young girl’s reproductive organs. “There now, that easily we have produced for ourselves a spayed bitch!”
This was far better than they had expected, and they were accepting and better prepared for what came next. Randy was lowered to the floor, his leg brace by which he had swung was removed, and he was brought to his feet. The winner Eddy still swung by his leg, and Randy was quivering uncontrollably.
Stella swung her crop at the head of Eddy’s still rigid cock, causing it to bob severely, then she brought the weapon across his loosely dangling scrotum, bringing a scream as his testicles took the crunch of the blow. She suddenly swung around with the pistol raised and brought it to the distraught Randy’s temple.
“Maybe a shot would help,” she said in a matter-of-fact tone. Everyone fell silent as they wondered if this amazing young woman was actually going to shoot the lad in the head. She had already shot the gonads of two boys, permanently damaging them, and had sterilized a girl. Was she capable of committing a murder in front of an audience of friends and acquaintances?
Instead she returned to the cart, put down the riding crop and pistol and picked up a scalpel. Randy’s eye bulged when she saw him come toward him with it. “Young man,” she said with a tone that made him quiver, “you’ve demonstrated those balls of yours aren’t worth their weight in shit! I’ve got more semen from the balls of my Doberman!” That was just for effect, because we didn’t own a Doberman. Our dog was a standard poodle, which she loved to fuck while I was at work.
With expert skill, for a novice, she grasped the flesh of his scrotum and pulled it hard away from his cock, and then deftly slit the skin, until his testicles were exposed. His horrific screams filled the room as she sliced off first one and then the other, throwing each to Rita and Emma as a pair of souvenirs of the evening. She then removed the empty flesh sac and threw it to me.
This was Stella’s fourth genital mutilation of the evening. Still swinging by his leg brace, Eddy both shit and pissed at the inconceivable violence of the moment. My incredible wife had just proved herself to be more of a woman than I could ever have imagined. I moved over to her, ripped off her tight dress, and without preparation thrust my raging erection deep into her cunt, coupling with her standing up, as we had done upon our meeting three years earlier.
The audience took that as a sign, and everyone stripped to begin what proved to be an incredible night of sexual abandon, with everyone fucking their brains out. During the night all of the men present took the opportunity to rape the cunts, colons and throats of the three surviving eleven-year-old nudes, who realized all of the violence was completed, and they got into the spirit of the party that followed.
Stella, Rita, Sally and Emma, all enthusiastic fans of young boys’ cocks, used Stella’s whip throughout the night to flail at the rigid chemically induced and supported erection on Eddy’s dangling naked body, a severe woody the Viagra and Cialis raging through his body would not allow to relax. His cock and balls were natural targets, and took an unimaginable beating.
By the end of the party, they had bruised his testicles so badly they were purple and swollen to the size of baseballs, stretching his scrotum mercilessly. Eddy was discovering what it was like to be the victor at an enforced masturbation party. Although he had admittedly enjoyed the early part, it had quickly become far too rough for him.
To add insult to injury, when the four sexy women were done with whipping his groin, they pushed the thick handle of the riding crop into his rectum, a full foot deep. He was not having fun, but he was not expected to, as he had not signed up for this. His sole consolation was that as winner, he was still alive, though still on obscene display.
“Nice Coq,” Stella said as she flicked it while walking by, and she did the same to his leather tail. Neither brought pain, but both increased his discomfort and, more important to her, his humiliation at his situation. She was having fun. Everyone knew neither his penis nor his comfort meant anything to her.
The End
