(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.
