Banding the Cuck

I do love it when Master calls and gives me an assignment, although I do have to be careful. When he orders me to do something, I know that I will be punished if I fail. When he asks me to do something, I know that I will be rewarded if I succeed.

This was a request and I was keen to please him. He informed me that slut Ann would also be involved along with the cuck 634. From the moment that Master took the three of us from the cuck he insisted that we refer to each other as sluts and cucks; I think it was his way of making sure that we remained aware of our lowly status. Thus, I am either slut Mary, or even slut mistress (a reference to my once having been the cuck 634’s mistress; but not Mistress).

The parcel arrived in good time and was ready for my own Golden Wedding celebration weekend.

Apparently, I learned afterwards, the Master had contacted cuck 634 (we are no longer allowed to use his name) and ordered him to celebrate my golden wedding by fucking me for ‘old times sake’. Which explained why it was so easy for slut Ann, and myself, to fulfil Master’s wishes.

The celebration took place at Effingham Hall which is just south of town and most of the important guests were staying over. There was a disco after the meal and it was not difficult to arrange a slow dance with cuck 634. It was then that I told him of my plan. I pulled him close and placed a free hand on his groin and asked him whether he had ‘missed me’; I had not been allowed to fuck him since Master took control. I suggested that when I had finished the last waltz with my own cuck husband, we should retire to cuck 634’s room for an elicit fuck. I said that Master would never find out; but of course it was actually just what Master had ordered me to do. When cuck 634 pointed out that slut Ann might disturb us I told him not to worry. I told him I had already ordered cuck K, my own husband, to fuck slut Ann in the summer house and that I would be fucking cuck 634. Rather cleverly, Master had texted slut Ann during the evening; the effect that a simple text from Master would have on her was amazing. She was already extremely moist and gagging for a cock to fill her sopping cunt.

We slipped away quietly and got to his room. I pushed him back on the bed and told him that I would start by sucking his cock. It is so small that its needs lots of attention to make it of any use to a girl. In the old days it was enough for me. It was big compared to cuck K’s and it nicely filled my tight pussy I assumed all cocks were this size. However, once I saw Master’s cock I realised how wrong I had been. Master’s huge member had stretched me over the months he had owned me and now I feel certain that I would not even feel either of the cucks if they were to penetrate me. However, they both know that Master forbids either of them ever to fuck again. Which is probably why the cucks were so keen to follow Master’s orders.

I slipped my dress off and stood naked beside the bed. Master now forbids his sluts to wear any under garments. Our cunts and tits must be instantly available at all times. I straddled his head and lowered my moist pussy onto his mouth. I ordered him to lick me.

Silently, slut Ann slipped into the room. The cuck K was never going to get to fuck her, that was never the plan, slut Ann had left him chatting to his mates in the bar. She slipped her dress from her shoulders and stood naked at the foot of the bed. The next bit was easy; slut Fay picked up the banding machine from its hiding place under the bed and it was already fitted with a thick green band.

I played with his cock and balls, teasing him stretching them out. When they were well stretched I grasped the ‘neck’ of his sack in my fingers; his two plums were constrained and going bright red and shiny as the skin stretched over the precious ‘fruit’. With a quick motion, slut Ann squeezed the handles to open the band and slipped it over the tight little package. He couldn’t see what was happening as my tight little buttocks were covering his eyes.

How he squealed when slut Ann released the band and let it bite into the narrow ‘neck’ of his scrotum. I jumped off his face and went to join slut Ann at the foot of the bed. We fondled each other’s breasts and kissed in a way which indicated we were more than friends. When we broke the embrace, I explained that he had just thirty minutes before he would effectively lose his nuts. I explained that time was precious and that he needed to co-operate if the band was to be released.

Then slut Ann and I adopted a 69 position on a stool along the end of the bed and proceeded to fellate each other’s hungry cunt. His face was a picture; time was running out and we were pleasuring each other like the lesbian sluts we are. Master has forbidden us to fuck men, except for himself and the big cocked Bulls that he provides, but he insists that we develop our relationship as lesbians. We were hesitant at first but now, we cannot get enough of each other. All the Master’s sluts, and there are many, are encouraged to play with each other when there is no cock permitted or available.

He started pleading with us, but we ignored him. It must have been painful as his plums had turned a dark red and the erection and stirrings resulting from our slutfest must have made matters somewhat more painful.

When we were satisfied it was easy to fix the weighted ‘stretcher collar’ around his scrotum. Following Master’s instructions, we applied a little epoxy glue to the contact surfaces; being very careful not to get any on the cuck. I let slut Ann wind the screw home which clamped the whole device together, but not before I had put a dab of epoxy in the screw hole. Then slut Ann removed the Allen key and I sealed the recess above the screw head with epoxy. There was no way that the device would ever be removed. Then, with a pair of long nosed pliers I managed to get inside the green band and snip it free.

Master had given clear instructions for hygiene. Once a week, until such time as he completed his laser treatment, either the slut wife or the slut mistress were to shave his cock and balls. We were to thread a strip of flannel under the ring and then, using copious amounts of soap and water, clean under the ring using a sawing action. He would probably find this hurt. Obviously, pubic hairs would form under the ring and any that appeared were to be unceremoniously plucked out with tweezers. Master has plans to add further rings as the stretching progresses.

Our final task was to take photographs of his pathetic cock with the ring in place and his cluster of plums bulging under the pressure. Slut Ann posted some of the pictures on a Flickr account which she uses to humiliate him, and will probably post on Fetlife and xHamster at a later date, if Master so orders her.

This was a ‘request’ from my Master and I believe that slut Ann and I have fulfilled our mission, so we now look forward to a reward from Master. It could be the Master himself or some big black cock from a well-hung bull. Master always lets them go bareback and we wouldn’t be the first of his sluts to be bred with a black baby.

Slut Mary – the mistress

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