Educating Michael Ch 07

(Michael's learning curve steepens)

Michael woke with a start and snapped his eyes open. Everything was still dark and, still feeling sleepy, he couldn't understand why. He tried to take a few deep breaths when he realised he wasn't able to, there was something in his mouth. He used his tongue to feel what it was and realised he had a ball gag in his mouth. He could feel that he was naked and could feel the cool air on his skin, he could also feel that he was standing spreadeagled, his arms held above him in wrist cuffs and the cuffs on his ankles kept his feet spread. He was in fact spread so wide that he had very little movement at all.

He breathed deeply through his nostrils and replayed the events of the evening back through his mind.

It had been four days since he had dominated Sam in her own bedroom and was enjoying a quiet drink alone in a local bar. He noticed a sultry, yet attractive woman enter and order herself a drink, she sat down a few stools away from him. He couldn't help but steal a few glances at her and could see that her figure hugging dress showed off all her curves, he had to admit she looked fantastic. He was now regretting placing the ring back around his balls after his time in Sam's bedroom and felt his cock twinge in his jeans.

After she finished her drink she got up to leave but as she passed him she stopped and sat down next to him.

"What's a good looking young man like you doing drinking on his own?" She asked.

He looked around at her and smiled, close up he could see that she was indeed the beauty he thought she was, piercing blue eyes and long blonde hair in a ponytail that fell down her back between her shoulder blades.

"Just passing the time until Friday, ma'am." He said wistfully.

"Why? What's happening on Friday that can't happen tonight?" She asked, raising her eyebrows.

"Ma'am I would love to." Michael replied. "But it has to be Friday. Sorry."

She then looked at his shirt and frowned. Then she pointed to his neck where she clearly caught a glimpse of his neck collar.

"You're one of Sam's, aren't you honey?" She said.

Michael stared at her in shock and looked around to make sure nobody could hear their discussion.

"How do you know Sam?" He whispered quietly.

She let out a small laugh that he found a little embarrassing.

"Sam isn't the only one in this business young man." She said. "Are you caged?"

Michael looked around again, stunned by the openness of her question.

"N-n-n-n-no." He stuttered. "But I can't cum."

She then reached forwards and brazenly groped his cock and balls through his jeans. He looked around a third time to make sure no one was watching.

"Oh I see." She said. "The old shock to the balls routine. That can be circumvented with practise and tolerance. Although I can see why she doesn't want to cage that cock of yours!"

He blushed at her compliment but said nothing.

"Tell you what, honey." She said. "You're a good boy to stay true to your word with Sam, but how about showing me what you can do with that tongue of yours? After all, eating is not cheating!"

Michael mulled over what she said and the nineteen year old in him was drawn towards her pussy. Since his time with Sam and the others he couldn't resist the taste and smell of a woman's pussy! He smiled and followed her out of the bar. In the car park she had a cab waiting, as a special customer she had a vehicle with a small mini bar which impressed him.

"Wow!" He exclaimed. "This is so cool! What's your name, ma'am?"

"You can call me Andi." She replied, raising her eyebrows.

"Michael." He said.

She poured two drinks and handed one to him.

"Vodka and tonic." She said. "Cheers, Michael."

She downed hers in one gulp so Michael did the same. He couldn't help but stare at her then impulsively leaned across and began to assault her mouth with his tongue. She responded in kind and soon he was groping her body, mainly her high, firm breasts which he found particularly alluring in her tight dress. Very soon however he began to feel dizzy and his head fell into her lap.

That was the last thing Michael remembered before waking up in his bondage. He could not believe that he had fallen for the same trick again, with a pretty woman spiking his drink. He was breathing heavily when he heard footsteps moving around him. Suddenly whatever was blocking his vision was removed and his eyes were blinded by lights forcing him to close them tight until he adjusted.

He was in what appeared to be a disused warehouse. In front of him were two cameras on tripods and by turning his head he could see there were two more behind him, almost identical to Sam's set up in her lofthouse. The rest of the large room was bathed in darkness due to the lights and he could not see anybody, though he could hear them. There was a large mirror in front of him that must have measured four metres wide by two metres high, he could see that he was indeed naked, wearing just the neck collar and the ring trapping his balls.

Suddenly he heard footsteps again and turned to see three figures appear from the darkness. He immediately whimpered and began to struggle in his bondage, despite knowing it was futile. Three women were now standing in front of him, they could have been triplets, they all wore figure hugging leather catsuits with matching five inch high heeled boots. They also wore hoods to conceal their identities, each one also had blonde hair that flowed out of a hole at the back of their hoods flowing down between their shoulder blades.

One of them then stepped forward.

"Well, Michael." She said. "Welcome to our humble operation."

She then gestured with her hands to the surroundings.

Michael could tell that this was 'Andi', the woman who picked him up at the bar.

"While the operation you are part of caters for kinky sex lovers." She went on. "Our viewers prefer S&M."

She then gestured to the cameras as Michael gulped in genuine fear. While Sam teased him with orgasm denial she didn't inflict pain on him for the sake of it. With these three he knew he was in for a long worrying night, probably longer.

Two of the women now moved and took up positions behind him, he could see in the mirror that they had picked up two bamboo canes from the floor and waited. He immediately began whimpering again and shook his head as well as pulling at the bonds holding his arms and legs. 'Andi' then stepped forwards and gently ran her hand down the side of his face.

"You might as well try to enjoy this, Michael." She said. "You're not going anywhere!"

She then moved away so she wasn't blocking the two cameras recording from the front and nodded to her companions. The woman on his left side then raised her arm and swatted his left ass cheek with the bamboo cane and it landed with a crack that made Michael jump and yell into his gag. Ten seconds later the woman on his right swatted his right ass cheek with the same force and result. They continued alternating until each ass cheek had received five lashes, by which time Michael was already wailing and pulling at his bonds. Tears were already streaming down his face and saliva drooling from his ball gag.

"Don't worry, Michael." 'Andi' said to him. "We won't send you back to Sam permanently damaged. You will need some recovery time though."

After five minutes 'Andi' once again nodded. This time the two women behind him caned his back, from his waist to his shoulder blades, with ten strokes on each side delivered at twenty second intervals. Once again Michael was wailing behind his ball gag and looking at the ceiling, desperately pulling at his bonds and openly crying.

"You're doing very well, Michael." 'Andi' said. "Most young men usually piss themselves by now!"

After another five minutes the women behind him got the nod again. This time the back of his thighs got five lashes each, as did the back of each of his calves. Michael couldn't see, but the back of his body was now a mass of red welts from his shoulders down to his feet.

"Well done, Michael." 'Andi' said. "You may rest now for one hour."

Michael was breathing heavily through his gag, sobbing and shaking with pain and still trying to escape his bonds as all three women left him alone to his thoughts. He was now beginning to wish that he was more grateful to Sam, even though she controlled him through the neck collar and ball ring, what she did was nothing to what he was experiencing now. He would make a point of remembering that when he got away from these three vicious ladies who had imprisoned him.

All too soon he heard footsteps approaching and knew his one hour of rest was almost up. 'Andi' approached him with a cloth in her hand and wiped his face and nose clean of all the tears, mucus and drool that covered it.

"Well then, Michael." She said. "Shall we continue?"

Michael looked at her with pleading eyes and shook his head, whimpering yet again into his ball gag and struggling in his bonds. 'Andi' smiled and stepped back to allow her companions to resume their work.. This time they targeted his chest and stomach and all too soon he had ten welts on each side of his torso, from his waist to his neck. For good measure 'Andi' had stepped forwards and used a leather crop to slap his nipples five times each. Once again Michael could do nothing but wail, cry and struggle to get free.

"Almost done, Michael." 'Andi' assured him.

He was allowed a ten minute break before they moved on to cane the front of his thighs and ankles, so his body was now covered in welts, front and back. Michael looked down at the front of his body, gasping heavily and still crying from the pain, as the women again left him to his thoughts.

After about an hour the women returned to find Michael resting his head on one of his shoulders, trying not to move. Every time he did he would wince in pain, even breathing was painful due to the welts on his chest. 'Andi' produced a large tub of antiseptic cream that all three of them began to rub over his abused body, Michael gasped and first then groaned as the cream was very cold and soothing. By the time they had finished his cock was fully erect and 'Andi' couldn't help but smile.

"Are you enjoying being our guest now, Michael?" She asked.

Michael just whimpered and groaned. She then reached behind his head and removed the ball gag from his mouth and he immediately began stretching his jaw.

"We do like to look after our guests, Michael." She said, dropping the gag to the floor.

Michael looked at her with a desperate, pained expression.

"When are you going to let me go?" He whispered.

'Andi' then reached up with her hand an began to stroke his face, still smiling.

"Our guests stay with us for several days, Michael." She explained. "Not a few hours like you're used to with Sam. We are done for the night and will start again tomorrow."

"Please, 'Andi'!" Michael begged. "Let me go! I won't say anything to anyone about this!"

Michael began struggling in his restraints again as 'Andi' merely smiled and ruffled his hair. As she did this the other two women laid down the items they were carrying onto the floor.

"You will sleep where you are tonight, Michael." She said. "These blankets are for you and a bucket with some toilet paper. There also some sandwiches and bottles of water for you."

With that they all walked away and switched off the main lights, leaving just a utility light shining in one corner. Michael then heard some machinery whirring and the chains holding his arms and legs began to slacken.

He was slowly being lowered to the ground, he winced when he sat down on his ass due to the welts covering his cheeks and no matter what position he tried he couldn't lay down with the welts causing him some discomfort. He examined the cuffs on his wrists and ankles and saw that they were locked on with small but tough padlocks, he knew he couldn't break them with his bare hands and quietly began to weep.

"Don't worry, Michael." A voice called out. "All the cameras have now been switched off."

.........

It was now mid-morning the following day. Michael was sitting cross-legged on the floor, he had placed one blanket underneath him and the second he had draped around his shoulders. He had used the bucket provided to take care of his morning business, eaten the sandwiches and drunk the bottles of water. All he could now was wait for his ordeal to continue, he had slept in fits and starts due to the red welts all over his body and was never truly comfortable at any point. Even now the welts caused him to wince in pain every time he breathed despite the cream the women had applied the night before.

All of a sudden he heard machinery whirring again. The chains holding his wrist cuffs began pulling him to his feet and this time did not stop until his feet were clear of the floor by a few inches. His own body weight was already putting an intolerable strain on his shoulders, made worse by the welts on them. His feet were then pulled outwards by the chains attached to his ankle cuffs. Once again he was spreadeagled. He threw his head back and screwed his eyes closed.

"AAAAAHHHHH!! Please!! Please!!" He called out. "Please let me go!! Please!!"

He began weeping again, feeling helpless and despondent.

He then looked to his right and saw that all three women were returning, all dressed in the black catsuits as yesterday. They were wheeling two medical looking gurneys towards him, one had washing materials on it, the second however had a tank underneath it and various dials and rubber pipes with nozzles on the end.

Twenty minutes later they had thoroughly washed him and the strange looking gurney was an automatic enema machine that cleaned out his bowels, ready for what they intended to do to him today. He was then lowered to the floor so he could stand without putting any strain on his shoulders. The intimate wash had also excited him to the extent that his cock got hard causing him to blush. 'Andi' smiled at him.

"You have a wonderful cock, Michael." She said. "What a shame you can't use it at the moment without frying your balls! Now, open up."

She produced another gag, this time it was a four inch life like dildo. He knew it was pointless to resist so he opened his mouth and she quickly pushed it in and secured it around his head. He immediately noticed that the dildo had been coated with a similar substance to what Sam used and knew he had been drugged. 'Andi' then produced a six inch dildo that again looked eerily similar to Sam's. She lubed it up and moved behind him and slowly pushed it into his ass.

Michael began to whimper and groan and pulled at his bonds as she pushed it in right up to the hilt, the walls of his ass hugging it tightly. After she had pushed it all the way in she switched it on and sure enough it began thrusting against his prostate making him groan and jerk in pleasure. He also knew that she had it on the lowest setting and it would not get him off, which was the last thing he wanted with his balls trapped in the shock ring. It did however cause his cock to drop precum onto the floor making the ring buzz to prevent his balls ejaculating.

"Right then, Michael." 'Andi' said. "We'll see you in an hour....."