George's rival Jessica

Jessica stepped in front of him. She was wearing a short red party dress, grinning from ear to ear, and carrying the cock leash that she had attached to George earlier. She glanced at the Lady Commander, who gave a slight nod. Jessica fastened the leash to George's cock and pulled it tight.

"I'm sorry, George. I think we've waited long enough. It's time for you to earn your reward."

She grabbed his dick through the leather strap and gave it several rapid tugs in succession. George groaned loudly in response.

"Good boy," Jessica cooed, stroking her hand up and down his shaft. "You're such a good boy."

She then walked backwards, pulling George along with her. Except that he was still shackled in place, so his cock was simply compressed more from the increased tension.

The Lady Commander chuckled and passed a key to one of the male guards, instructing him to detach George from where he was immobilized. He fumbled with the keys for a moment, but eventually managed to unlock the chain from behind George's head. George immediately bent forward, allowing the chain to slip away from him, freeing his arms and hands, but the guard promptly connected the chain back to his collar and replaced the lock, keeping his arms fixed behind his back. He passed the key to Jessica.

Jessica led George down the hallway, still naked. He followed her, struggling to keep up because of the chain connecting his ankles and the bindings on his arms. When he was able to catch up a little and make some slack in the cock leash, he felt his cock swinging freely between his legs, and when he stumbled and the leash went taut, his cock was squeezed and pointed straight ahead. The alternating sensations kept him fully hard as he tried not to think about the fact that his rival was in complete control of him.

Female students who normally respected and admired him pointed and smiled, some of them remarking upon the size of his cock and balls. With the exchange student uniform, at least his balls were still mostly covered even when he got hard. But whenever he was **** to walk with his dick pointing downwards, all traces of modesty were gone, and he could feel everyone staring at his cock swinging below him.

Finally, they arrived at their destination. He wasn't too familiar with this area, but it looked like it could be the stables. There were several ponyboys tethered nearby. Some were lying down, some were standing, and some were bound spread-eagled to posts. There there was a ring inset into the ground of the main room.

Jessica stopped at the entrance of the ring and turned to face George. She smiled broadly as she stroked his cock with one hand, while she was gently squeezing his balls with the other.

"What a nice big boy you are," she murmured.

"Do you want me to beat you?" she asked, her voice dripping with malice. "I think you'll enjoy it more if I do."

George shook his head and gasped, unable to verbalize with the ballgag still firmly in place.

She shook her head in response.

"That's right. Don't fight back. Just lie back and take it. Enjoy yourself."

She leaned forward and kissed the tip of his erection.

Then she parted her lips and took him into her mouth, sucking him deeply.

George moaned loudly and struggled against the constraints of the leash and his other bindings.

Jessica removed her mouth from his cock and licked her lips.

"Now, what happens next depends on whether or not you cum quickly," she explained, grinning evilly. "If you cum before I say so, then I might just decide to keep you, and say you escaped on the way."

She let go of his cock.

"On the other hand, if you hold out longer than five minutes, then I'll let you go and have fun with your new friends."

She stroked his cock slowly.

"I'm going to count to ten. If you've cum by then, I'll let you go... otherwise you have to last the whole five minutes."

Unsure if he could last five minutes, George set aside his pride and his shame and tried to push himself up over the edge.

"Five." He could feel the edge tantalizingly close.

"Six." He pushed himself a little more.

"Seven." He remembered how Mary had lead him to her room with the cock leash still on.

"Eight." She stopped touching him entirely.

"Nine." He wasn't quite there.

"Ten." He hadn't cum. He desperately wanted to cum, but he knew that he couldn't afford to cum early if he wanted to escape. So he pushed all thoughts out of his mind and concentrated on simply existing.

Grinning, Jessica began stroking him again slowly.

Five minutes later, Jessica finally released him from the test. Only she knew that it had been a complete bluff; there was no way she could imagine incurring the Queen's wrath. But she had enjoyed the game. She hooked the end of his leash into the ring in the floor and walked off. She could notify his rider in a while.

George sat on the dirt floor, exhausted and more aroused than ever.

⁂

When we arrived at the stables, Kaitlyn saw a boy sitting in the middle of the floor. He had a fairly average build and lightly tanned skin on his upper half, but pale skin from the waist down. His hands were chained behind him and the chain was looped through a large collar around his neck. His ankles were chained together with a moderately short chain. He was facing away from her. She sent Galena, still riding Tiny, into the royal stall to get ready, then approached the mysterious boy.

"Stand," Kaitlyn ordered him.

He stood. She knelt down to inspect his body. His genitals were quite large. She reached out to touch him and he flinched, causing her to pull her hand back.

"Don't be afraid," Kaitlyn said quietly. "I'm not going to hurt you."

"Mmm!" he replied. It seemed he was gagged.

"I'm not going to hurt you. You are safe here. Turn around."

He turned around. He was naked except for his restraints, including a large black ballgag and a cock leash that she could see was hooked into a loop in the floor that she hadn't noticed before. His upper thighs were pale white, but his upper half was tanned. He had a prominent chest, with some muscles across his shoulders and abs. She reached over and unhooked the leash, taking it in her hands. She could now see that the letters GEORGE had been inscribed into the leash. So this was George. Now that she knew who he was, there was no need to remove the gag just yet.

"I will be your rider, George. Come with me to your stall. I was told that you have never been ridden before, so we'll start with the basics."

Kaitlyn led him by the leash to the royal stall. It was pretty hot to be leading a boy in full restraints by a cock leash, the sort of thing celebrities did. It made her feel like a real lady. She tied him to the rear wall of the stall, then took him by the leash, leading him to the mounting block.

"You are probably wondering why you are being mounted," she explained. "Your cock leash is attached to a ring in the ceiling above your head. When you are on top of a ponyboy, you can pull on the leash and the ponyboy will follow wherever you lead."

She pointed to the ponyboy on the other side of the stall, who was watching them intently. He had noticed that George's cock was much larger than his own, but was smug at seeing George's meager muscles.

"That ponyboy over there is named Ponyboy," Kaitlyn continued. "He has been trained to accept only the best riders and will be competing in league races soon. He is very fast and agile. His nickname is Tiny because of his tiny cock."

She glanced down at the soft cock over George's balls.

"But you don't need to worry about that," she added. "That's not what makes you valuable."

Galena came walking up to George. "I think it's pretty valuable!" she exclaimed.

"It's a good thing she can't read minds," Kaitlyn muttered.

She ran her fingers along the length of his cock.

"And you're surprisingly well endowed," Galena cooed. "What do you know? The rumors are true. You really are hung."

His gag prevented him from replying, but his blush and growing erection were all the reply she needed.

"Well, this will be fun," Galena remarked, laughing.

"Let me show you something," Kaitlyn said. "Tiny, bring yourself over here and mount George."

Ponyboy did as he was instructed, hopping up onto the mounting block and straddling George. He placed his hands on George's hips and pulled George towards him. George was positioned so that both women could still reach his cock.

"You want to play with his cock?" Kaitlyn asked, smiling.

"Oh yes!" Galena exclaimed.

George squirmed under Ponyboy's weight.

"I love how you're getting hard already," Kaitlyn said.

"Just make sure he doesn't cum early," she called to Galena.

"Not a chance!" she giggled.

Kaitlyn reached out with her free hand and grasped George's cock.

Still unable to speak, George moaned.

"Yes, it does. Don't you want to cum?"

His face bright red, he nodded ever so slightly. It seemed he was shy, how adorable! She took his cock in her hand.

"Are you ready?" she asked.

"Uhhhhh..." George mumbled.

"Good boy."

Kaitlyn rubbed his cock with her thumb, making him twitch.

"Look at that!" Galena laughed. "He likes that!"

Kaitlyn looked down at George's cock, it was so hard. She imagined it as a racehorse, eager to run.

She unclipped the leash from the ring, releasing her hand from George's cock.

He looked a little disappointed, but then she began to lead him by the cock leash. The royal stall was not only equipped with every facility they could need to dominate and train a new ponyboy, it was also quite spacious. She could walk him around without having to worry about where she put her feet. And with his cock leash, he had to follow.

Kaitlyn walked him around the stable, showing him the various facilities and pointing out the ponyboys that were waiting to be trained. She showed him the training area and the kitchen where food was prepared for the captive males. They passed the common room, which was empty at the moment. She pointed out the door, through which he would exit the stables.

She led him to the training area.

George was nervous. But more than nervous, he looked completely worn out from carrying Tiny. He clearly wasn't in shape for this at all. That was fine though. He didn't need to be in shape yet.

Kaitlyn stopped and turned to him. "This is where you will be trained to become a ponyboy."

He looked around him, taking in his surroundings.

Since he was clearly almost out of energy, she led him back to the royal stall, giving him a few hard tugs to the dick leash, to squeeze him and get him fully hard again. It was a shame, if she had known that she was going to be walking a boy in full cock leash ensemble, she would have worn sexier clothes. Oh well, the gear was all here, she could try again another day, Kaitlyn thought to herself.

"Rest now," she said. "Then we'll begin training tomorrow."

Brought him to the stall with Galena. They had Tiny dismount him, then removed his cuffs, collar, ballgag, and cock leash, using the key that had been left clipped to the leash to open the lock on the chain. They pulled out the reward bed, which looked incredibly comfortable, more so than Kaitlyn's own, and laid him supine in it. Then they tied his wrists and ankles to each of the four corners of the bed. Normally, being tied up would keep someone awake, at least for a bit, but he was totally exhausted and had already fallen asleep. She added a blindfold over his eyes and placed two blankets over him, one over his chest and one over his legs, leaving his cock and balls exposed.

***

"There is nothing more beautiful than a male who is well-trained," Kaitlyn whispered to myself.

She was standing in front of the bed, dressed in a tight black dress with high heels. Her hair was done up in an elaborate updo, and her makeup was expertly applied. She wore a gold necklace and matching earrings, both of which had been gifts from Lady Cuthbert.

She was wearing a pair of stockings with garters and garter belts that her ****, Tiny, had helped her choose. These were part of the outfit she planned to wear for tonight's event. The other items were tucked away in the trunk next to the bed. If she had to guess, she would say that her **** had selected them for her.

She pulled off the dress, leaving herself in lingerie, and hung it from a servant's cock. He was a carrier, so he was fed potions to enlarge his cock and keep it permanently hard. The potions also made it difficult for carriers to cum, but even if they came their cocks never softened. Like most carriers, his arms were bound tightly against his back. He wore a formal vest and nothing on his lower half. His cock sagged a little from the weight of the dress. She grabbed it and squeezed it firmly. He yelped and struggled against his binds.

"Don't struggle, you'll make things worse for yourself," she warned him.

He regained some of his composure. "Of course, Mistress," he said.

Kaitlyn released him and walked back to the bed.

"How is George doing?" she asked.

Galena shook her head. "He needs more practice," she admitted.

"He's quite weak, isn't he?"

"Yes. In fact, I'm worried about him."

Kaitlyn stepped closer to the bed. George's cock was standing straight up.

She stroked it gently. It was so hard!

She looked at Galena. "We need to figure out a way to give him strength," she said.

"Perhaps..." Galena began.

"No! Not that."

"Of course, Mistress," she replied.

Kaitlyn ran her hands along the length of George's cock, giving it a few firm squeezes.

"Is that better?"

"Much!" Galena exclaimed.

Kaitlyn leaned over and licked the end of George's cock.

The taste of George's precum was delicious.

"Mistress!" Galena exclaimed.

"Hush," she ordered. "As your mistress, I ask you to keep silent unless you are spoken to."

Galena was silenced.

Kaitlyn took a deep breath and closed her eyes. Then she opened them again and saw Galena staring at her.

"Mistress?"

"You may begin," she commanded.

Galena knelt on the ground beside the bed. She moved forward and took hold of George's cock. Her mouth opened and she began to suck on his cock.

George gasped loudly, waking up.

"You know what I want," Kaitlyn demanded. "I've told you before, when I tell you to do something, you must do it."

He nodded, his eyes wide.

Galena continued to suck on George's cock. Every time she went down further, she drew in a little more cock into her throat. Then she would withdraw just enough to release a small amount of precum. She repeated this over and over.

She was good at it. Very good.

"Now you may stop," Kaitlyn said.

Galena quickly withdrew.

"Good girl."

George's cock was hard once again. He hadn't cum.

"Galena, did you feed George the soup as I instructed? It must be a while since the last time he ate."

She nodded.

"And did you use the potion on his balls?"

"Yes," she answered.

"Why is George's cock so sensitive?"

Galena pursed her lips. "I think it might be because you used the potion on George's balls. They are very swollen and sensitive."

"Good point."

"And the reason for the sensitivity...?"

I smiled. "It's because you're sucking on his cock."

"Really?"

"Yes," she confirmed. "My ****, Tiny, always told me that when a man is being pleasured, his cock is extremely sensitive."

Galena nodded, still looking confused.

"Well," Kaitlyn continued. "I don't know how much you understand of what I've told you, so let me spell it out for you. When a man is being pleasured, like right now, his cock becomes extremely sensitive. So when you are sucking on his cock, you should take it slowly. You shouldn't swallow too quickly. Take it nice and slow. Just let your tongue slide back and forth across the head of his cock."

"But Mistress, I'm not a human," Galena protested.

"Oh, I know that. But you are still my apprentice," Kaitlyn reminded her. "And I hope I don't need to remind you that not to make him cum. He should only be allowed to cum when he's being ridden as a ponyboy, and only in my presence, for now."

Galena nodded.

"So, please go ahead and continue to suck on George. However, you will be doing so very slowly. Do you understand?"

She nodded.

"Thank you. Now, I am going to leave you two alone. Don't do anything to upset me. Feed him or take him to the toilet if he asks you to, but he shouldn't be allowed to go anywhere without you riding him. You can take the blindfold off when you ride him, but be sure to put it on again when you dismount. Also, he should be bound like this when sleeping, and vertically spread-eagled when you feed him. Don't let him do anything with his hands."

"I'll follow your instructions," Galena promised.

"Good."

Kaitlyn left the room and headed back to her own quarters, retrieving the dress from the carrier who had been standing by with it on her cock, putting it on, and dismissing him.

Galena smiled to herself. She had mixed some of the potions that carriers were given into his soup, so he wouldn't be likely to cum during the next couple of hours. The dose was small, so it would wear off by the time Mistress got back from her party. Hopefully, it would work, and he would be able to stay hard for the whole time and also not cum.

The doorbell rang and Galena hurried to answer it.

"Mistress!" A familiar voice yelled from the hallway.

"Come in, Tiny," Galena said. "Follow me. We're back in the royal stall."

Tiny followed her into the room.

"Mistress," Tiny began. "I received a message from Lady Cuthbert today."

Galena narrowed her eyes. "What is it?"

"She says that she wants you to come and visit her soon, after the coronation."

"That's good," Galena said. "She's been quite lonely here lately. I will go and see her as soon as possible."

"Good Mistress," Tiny responded. "Also, I thought you should know that the other guests have arrived."

Galena frowned. "I didn't know that Lady Cuthbert was having a dinner party tonight. Who all is coming?"

"Lady Cuthbert," Tiny replied. "Her daughter, Lady Scholae, and her daughter's friend, Lady Kia."

Galena was surprised. She hadn't expected any of the ladies to attend.

"Lady Scholae is my mother's friend, but I've never met Lady Kia," Galena told Tiny. "Who is she?"

"A lady of great importance," Tiny explained. "She is the sister of the queen's father."

"What does she do?"

"I don't know, Mistress. I've never seen her in any official capacity. She's not a court official or anything like that."

"Maybe she's just visiting," Galena suggested. "I wish I could go to the party and see everyone, but Mistress wouldn't want me to leave George alone. But we can train for a while on the treadmill here!"

"As you wish, Mistress Galena," said Tiny, secretly horrified that he would have to be training this late in the evening.

As she started up the treadmill, Galena noticed that there was a fitting at the front for the cock leash. This should be fun! She fitted the cock leash onto Tiny, which was a bit large for him but still squeezed him pretty snugly, then attached the handcuffs, the ankle cuffs, the collar, and the chains that George had been delivered with. Clipping the nipple reins onto Tiny's nipples, she mounted him and guided him over to the treadmill. It was a bit tricky, but she was able to clip his cock leash onto the fitting on the treadmill. Then she began running him.

Tiny immediately fell into a steady pace on the treadmill, which pleased Galena. As the treadmill pulled him along, she watched the cock leash stretch tighter. After several minutes, she stopped the treadmill and unhooked the cock leash from the fitting. The cock leash was tight around Tiny's cock. Very tight. Galena needed to find a way to get rid of a bit of this tension.

She pulled out the whip and gave Tiny a couple of quick lashes on each buttock. Then she switched to a riding crop and gave him a couple of strokes on each side of his cock.

"That's better," Galena announced. She fidgeted with a clasp on the cock leash and it sprung open. Blood rushed into his cock and it grew larger and thicker. He probably would have cum, but she had mixed some of the potions into his food too. Desiring to show off his enlarged cock, she tied a smaller, simple rope-style leash to his ballsack. She then gagged him with a small and fashionable but effective silver ballgag. She didn't want him remarking about how she was only his temporary Mistress.

"There," Galena said. "Now we can go."

She led him out of the room by the leash on his balls, out of the stables, upstairs, and over to the hallway where the guests were waiting for Lady Cuthbert's party. She couldn't leave George alone for long, but a few minutes should be fine.