"Please Addi, you have to take this thing off me! I haven't cum for like a week before this whole crazy thing began!"

Your sister cocks her head at you like a bird. "A week? A whole week? Ummm my boyfriend Tyrell needs to cum like two or three times a day or his balls get all big and swollen, hehe! What are you, an old man?" She giggles as she brings her face to within inches of your restrained penis.

"Ummm no," you shudder, "I was taking the one month no-fap Challenge." You always fail after a few days, but this time you were quite proud to have gone a week without jerking off, though your balls were heavy and full. But now that you have this short, unyielding cage on; there is no way for you to even get erect, let alone cum! This is going to be ****!

You feel Emily kneel behind you and roughly grab your balls, yanking them straight back so they are perfectly perpendicular to your thighs. The angle causes the cage you wear to feel very tight indeed. You look down to see that your helpless white penis is pointing straight down underneath. It looks smaller than a thimble.

Without any delay to ready yourself she starts an intense rubbing and squeezing on your poor sack. It feels like she's a farm girl trying to free up a stuck up cow's udder. The sensation in your already backed-up balls is like nothing you've ever before experienced. The pessure in the tender tops of your overfull testicles is more uncomfortable than you can bear and your legs give out, leaving you held up by the ropes cuffed your arms . The swirling of Emily's talented fingers on your scrotum is a pleasure you've never imagined. Nor have you ever imagined what exquisite agony they cause when they squeeze and scrape and prod your desperately full testicles.

Adriana slowly leans forward to let you look down her shirt at the heavenly orbs of her breasts, always staring at your eyes with her enthralling emeralds. The two girls constantly discuss how tiny and useless as a lover a white boi like you is. "But they do have some entertainment potential!" You hear Emily chime in as she continues her unsympathetic manipulation of the very seats of your masulity. You realize that either is a formidable tormentor, but together they would be something to behold.

As Emily somehow increases her speed, Addi reaches out to run a single manicured fingernail along the throbbing flesh which strains free of your confining cage. Your purple, leaking clitty shows that you are frustrated and obedient, willing to do whatever the two wicked girls demand of you. The only thing that you can focus on more clearly than the dull ache in your balls is the constant sharp throbbing pressure that surrounds your poor little penis.

You feel the remnants of your will draining from your mind even as your thin, clear, slick fluid flows freely from your metal enclosed member. Emily squeezes hard enough to for you to give a shudder as a fat blob of clear pre-cum, tinged with white, leaks from your minuscule penis and drips to the ground. You let out a deep groan. "Oh my god! Looks like she finally managed to make a couple of drops of her sterile cum!" Addi exclaims wickedly. The fact that they refer to you as a "she" is not lost on you. She scoops up a drop of your emission: it is very evidently clear, watery, and nearly devoid of life. They continue this painful and humiliating treatment for what feels like hours, though you know only minutes could have passed.

You feel Emily add her second hand, now running fingers up the back of your scrotum and tapping rhythmic on your perineum. You're whimpering now, putty in their hands. Pre-cum runs profusely across her hands, turning them slick and shiny. You can hear what sounds like a girl groaning and squealing in pain; but you realize it's your own **** keening.

Adriana moves her head closer to your thimble-sized, caged penis. You can actually feel her hot, moist breath on your constrained penis. Her beautiful ginger hair frames her soft face and bright green doe eyes. You could count the hundreds of freckles on the milky white skin of her face, neck, chest, arms and back. You have before. Her small nose turns upward just a little bit, and her cheek bones make her face soft and feminine. Her delicate lips have a slight shine of moisture, and have just enough plump to be what you would personally call "dick sucking lips". Not that you've ever actually had your dick sucked. But you've seen porn.

In the porn it would be now, in the last millimeter of separation between better-than-yours-cock and unbelievably-sexy-goddess-mouth that you would start stroking. Instead the cock is yours, but that means a tiny little white nub with locked steel bands preventing any expansion. The woman about to engulf you is the match of any porn starlet, but has the taboo thrill of also being your sister.

Despite the frustration of your cramped dick in the steel cage, you think to yourself how cursed and blessed you are; since right now you think your sister must be among the sexiest and most outright biologically attractive women in the world. Any male craves nothing more then to plant their fertile seed in such an obviously receptive mate. But of course, a woman as beautiful and strong willed as her frightens away many weak, unfit suitors. She is of course two years older, and developed first. Through out your puberty, would sometimes find yourself staring and your increasingly dream-girl status sister. You would sometimes see her flick her eyes up when you though she was distracted, teasing you for being such a perv and checking out your sis.

But its not just innocent teasing. During long car rides or family movie nights, your big sis would position herself so that only she had a view of you. During sex scenes she would wedge in the love seat with you in the loft overlooking the den with your parents below; or nestle in the third row seat of the family van with you in the wee hours when no one else was awake but your dad and his one radio, whistling blithely.

She would bat her long eyelashes at you, slowly press closer, and slowly writhe her mouthwatering body against yours. You would always try and resist until she fell asleep, but if you gave any hint of sexual desire for your beautiful sister, she would sigh and whisper unspeakable confessions of fraternal lust into your ear. And more.

She would tell you that she wanted you, needed you in her. Taking you to the brink of lustful madness and beyond. But you remember that she would always get herself off, then explain that she couldn't ever have sex with her brother... "for more fundamental reasons than just ****", whatever the hell that means. If you ever persisted in your advances, she would scream that she just wonder up from dozing off to find you jerking off and rubbing your pud against her, drawing immediate reproach to you; you were always too shy to defend yourself and so didn't argue her charges.

Whenever you used to ask her about why she did stuff like that, she would just smile sweetly and tell you that nothing makes her happier than teasing you. Looking into her jewel-like eyes, you saw a sparkling verdant flash of arousal and power, and in that instant the realization that the idea of having you wrapped around her finger turned her on more than anything. And you also knew that you felt exactly the same.

Everything changed when she went to college with your athletic cousin Emily. They had both been there a month, and while Addi tried to stay loyal to her boyfriend from home and make it to the demanding Cheer-leading practices scheduled at 6 AM. Em was a party animal, and more than that. Having honed herself for the Olympics, she was also an unbelievable physical machine. She can drink more than any guy her size, party until 5 am, and pass out with her head in some guy's lap; only to arrive glowing and full of energy at practice.

What's more, before college Adriana always used to date nice respectable guys from your town. But Emily was a wild-child, and had a reputation for going after the most taboo and shocking of relationships. You once saw her practically have lesbian sex with some girl at a house party. Based on her social media posts, she spends almost every night partying at the only black fraternity on campus, something no doubt calculated to shock the folks from your conservative home town.

When they visited a month in, Addi looked tired as a kitten the first time she brought your sandy haired cousin into your house. Your sister immediately stumbled up the stairs to her bedroom, leaving Emily to roam you house unattended. She found you asleep in front of your Xbox. You still shake at the thought of the whacking you woke up to that night, and the many others you received from her at every subsequent opportunity.

Em never let you forget that initial ambush, and has never missed a chance to demonstrate her ability to physically dominate you at every opportunity since. Not just hitting and wresting you, but showing you up at every activity.

Where Addi's torment had the alluring veneer of comfort and sexuality; Emily showed her iron fist directly to you. And after Em, Adriana became far more unpredictable, sometimes acting her old self, at seemingly at random she would turn and attack. Emily's wicked enery seemed infectious; and every time she visited your sister Adriana the imaginative cruelty of both of them seemed enhanced. The two of them also liked to play an emotional game of good-cop/bad-cop, in which they played your fear of your cousin and desire for your own sister to trick and coerce you into the most embarrassing situations.

The first Halloween that they hung out, they invited you to a party with some of the most popular kids in school. Em managed to badger you into wearing one of Adriana's old cheerleader uniforms. You resisted, of course, since you had absolutely NO desire for your peers to see you in that tiny skirt and short crop top. But a few moist eyed please from Adriana (and a hard arm twisting from Emily) managed to get you into the tiny outfit. You felt absolutely ridiculous, like a man in a dress. The two of them even **** you into makeup, which made you feel like a clown. You tried to play it off as a hilarious joke, but it definitely felt like people were laughing AT you, not with you. The two cruel girls made you spend the whole night looking like an only partially convincing trans girl, and you still feel like you've never lived it down. At the very end of the party, as you still wore your costume on the ride home, Emily had pulled you in for a steamy kiss they lasted for several minutes. The memory of that kiss now causes a sharp twinge of pain to shoot through your restrained dick.

Another shot of pain makes you groan uncontrollably: Emily squeezes your balls even more tightly in her strong fingers. You can feel her small, firm breasts and hard pointy nipples drag up your naked back as she stands up from her squat, but one of her tormenting hands remains on your tender, sensitive balls. Looking to the left, you can see Emily's cruel, beautiful face appear on your left shoulder.

Her face has the same general outline as Adriana's, but her model-like cheeks and almond shaped eyes give her an exotic mystique that complements the burning intensity in her eyes. Her short, sandy hair complements the golden-brown of her eyes; both of these are set off by her smooth, almost tan skin. Her thin lips are curled into a sneer.

From the look that flashes in her shining eyes, you are instantly aware that she doesn't consider your chastity to be sufficient punishment for the wardrobe malfunction you caused her to experience earlier. One of her hands comes up to tweak your nipple as she gives your testicles a hard squeeze. The yelp you emit causes her sneer to intensify. Knowing Emily like you do, you can only image that she is coming up with inventive ways to make you regret you'd ever been born. Her eyes flick down to your sister, who still kneels in front of you with her breath ticking your imprisoned penis.

"Addi will you let me have some fun with him? Its been so long since I've been able to really take out my frustration on someone. I promise to let you have your fun with him afterwards... if he survives..." Emily said with a playful giggle and wink that send ice into your stomach.

Adriana appears to be considering it. "I don't know Em, look how **** the little guy is. I mean he's straining through the bars of his cage! I kinda wanna to see if we can make him cum while wearing that evil little thing." As she finishes the last words she flicks her tongue out to lap up a bead if pre-cum on your cage. Her tongue avoids your straining skin by a hair's breath.

The two girls make eye contact, and a silent agreement seems to pass between them.