Chapter 11: Every Last Drop...

Continued from chapter 10:

Madison begins to gently stroke me, while rolling my balls around in her hand covered in the silk of the panty. With a wicked grin, she takes the forefinger of her other hand, and pops it in her mouth, getting it slick, and then gently places it against the tight pucker of my ass, tickling it softly, before gently pushing against it.

“Can you guess what is going to happen now, Ero? Can you guess what we are about to do to you? Can you guess where all of your hot, sticky ejaculate is going to go when we milk it all out of you?”

Her finger dances around the lip of my winking hole.

“Eyes wide, mouth open, Ero. We've got a bit of edging to do first, but you are about to experience the most intensely humiliating pleasure you've ever had.”

Erica and Lauren, please begin spanking him. Get it all—bottom, the backs of his thighs, and his sit spot. I feel the invading finger slide into me, as Madison gives me a look of tender empathy.

“Watch me, Ero. Watch me own you.”

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Madison's finger pushes deeper into my tight hole, stretching me open as she begins to pump it in and out. Her other hand continues to stroke my shaft through the satin of the panties, twisting and squeezing in a maddeningly pleasurable rhythm.

She leans in close, her lips brushing against the tip of my cock as she speaks.

“I'm going to wring every last drop of cum from these swollen balls. And when you're begging for release, when you're shaking and sobbing with the intensity of it, I'm going to aim this throbbing dick right at your mouth.”

The spanking begins anew, Erica and Lauren's hands coming down hard on my sensitive skin. The sound of the wooden brushes against my flesh fills the air.

It is a visual and sensory overload as I watch the faces of the two grinning teenagers watching me as they pepper my bottom, thighs, and sit spots with crisp, stingy spanks. I am no longer crying, as the pain and humiliation become my new plateau, my new normal.

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

I feel calm, at peace with my surrender now, and almost catatonic, as I feel Madison's finger find my prostate, and gently stroke me there in a beckoning, come-hither motion.

My eruption is only seconds away when I feel the hand wrapped in the satin panties squeeze my balls in a vice grip before letting go, prolonging my orgasm and yanking me back from the edge, denying my release.

Madison grins wickedly as she feels my body tense, my impending orgasm building to a crescendo. Just as I teeter on the brink, she squeezes my balls viciously, the satin providing delicious friction as she denies me my release at the last possible second.

“Not yet, pet. You don't get to cum until I allow it. We're going to keep you right on this knife's edge until you're a babbling, incoherent mess.”

The girls spanking me giggle as they continue to strike my helpless bottom. I cry with frustration trying to hump Madison's hand as she squeezes me tight, denying any more friction with the satin.

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

Madison withdraws her finger from my ass with a lewd squelch, bringing it to my lips to suck it clean. She adds a second finger, and my tongue swirls around them both, savoring my taste as her eyes bore into mine.

“Mmmm, delicious, right sweetie? A few more rounds of this, and you'll be begging us to release a flood of semen right into your own mouth.” She turns to the girls.

“Keep it up girls, I'm going to edge him for a few more rounds.”

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

Madison smirks as she watches me service her fingers, reveling in the degradation. She pulls them from my mouth with a wet pop, trailing saliva connecting from my lips to the digits.

“Such an obedient little slut, cleaning my fingers so thoroughly. But we're far from done with you yet.”

She grips my shaft tightly through the satin, stroking just below the head where I'm most sensitive. Her other hand returns to my entrance, circling teasingly before plunging two fingers inside, curling to rub my prostate mercilessly.

The girls continue their **** on my bottom, alternating targets and varying the intensity. Erica focuses on my sit spots while Lauren aims for the meat of my cheeks, leaving a satisfying sting.

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

Madison continues to edge me and the girls continue to spank me. Soon, I am, as she predicted, a weeping, inconsolable mess. The pressure has built up within me to an almost painful crescendo, and I am almost afraid of the release at this point, afraid of how painfully intense it will be.

“Madison... Madison please!”

Madison grins wickedly, her eyes gleaming with sadistic delight as she sees me reduced to a quivering, tearful mess. She loves seeing me like this—broken, ****, completely at her mercy. She knows she has me exactly where she wants me.

“Look at you, Ero,” she murmurs, her voice dripping with disdain.

“So pathetic, so needy. Begging for release with every fiber of your being. But you're not going to get it...not until I decide you’ve earned it.”

She increases the pace of her strokes, the satin of her panties creating delicious friction against my hypersensitive flesh. Her fingers plunge deep inside me, rubbing my prostate with ruthless precision.

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

“That’s it, let it build. Let the pressure consume you,” she coos.

“When I finally let you cum, it's going to be the most intense, mind-shattering orgasm of your life. And you’re going to thank me for it.”

In that moment of unhinged delirium, I decide I don't care anymore. I don't care how intense it will be, I don't care how much cum I'm going to have to swallow, I just want release. I want to be spanked, fingered, and stroked into my own mouth, even though in my post-orgasm clarity, I will probably be punished cruelly by those nasty-looking wooden clothes brushes.

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

“Madison, please let me cum,” I beg.

“Please fill my mouth with my own semen. Please let me spray all over my own face. I don't care where it goes. I have been so, so naughty. I want to be a good boy. A good panty boy for you, Lauren, and Erica.”

Erica and Lauren, I am so sorry I had a naughty erection when you were measuring me for panties. Please take those wooden clothes brushes to my bottom after I have my nasty release.

I want to be punished without the pleasure. Punished like the naughty boy I am. I want to be a good boy for you. The best boy. A panty boy. A spanky boy.

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

“Please...Madison,” I plead, arching my back and opening my mouth wide, eyes swimming with tears. The spanking hands of Erica and Lauren find my willing bottom.

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

Madison's eyes gleam with sadistic delight as she hears my **** pleas. She loves seeing me debase myself, begging so sweetly for the privilege of cumming in my own mouth. She knows she has me utterly under her spell.

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

“Since you asked so nicely, pet, I suppose I can grant your wish,” she says.

“But remember, this is a reward for being such a good, obedient little panty boy. Don’t forget who’s really in charge here.”

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

With that, she increases the speed and pressure of her strokes, her satin covered fist flying over my dripping shaft, which is starting to dribble semen into my waiting mouth.

Her fingers curl inside me, rubbing my prostate with merciless intensity. Lauren and Erica bring their spanks to a stinging crescendo, beating an angry red drumbeat into my punished skin.

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

“Cum for me, Ero,” Madison commands.

“Cum right into your own greedy mouth. Show me what a filthy, **** slut you are. And don’t you dare spill a single drop!”

I lift my hips to surrender to the spanks, impaling myself on Madison's finger to give my prostate an angry tap, and give her satin panty-covered hand the best access possible. I erupt into the most painfully intense orgasm I have ever had.

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

I let go of primal scream after primal scream as white-hot lightning bolts of electric pleasure course through me like a current. My cock jerks and pops with pleasure, letting go of rope after rope of white-hot semen, spurting into my mouth, filling it with creamy, sticky jets.

Lauren and Erica shriek with laughter, spanking me all the way through to the other side, and Madison smiles at me tenderly as she continues milking me, playing my prostate like a fiddle, and timing my spurts with each stroke of the panties, until she has gotten everything.

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

I try to swallow as fast as I can, drinking what seems to be a never-ending supply of my own release. What doesn't find my mouth splatters on my face, my eyes, and my hair, like a warm, sticky rain.

Madison watches with rapt attention as I cum harder than I ever have before, my body convulsing with the **** of my release. She milks me through every last spurt, determined to wring out every drop of my precious seed.

“There's a good boy,” she purrs.

“Such a good little cummie for Madison. You took your punishment so well, didn't you? And now you've been rewarded with the most intense orgasm of your miserable life.”

To be continued in chapter 12...