"Are you sure it won't be too weird for you both?" I asked Natalie in a text message. The 22-year-old, who I'd been messaging for a few days, replied, "What's weird?" I clarified, "Doing this with your friend." Straight away, her response appeared on my phone, "Well, we ain't doing anything lessy to each other."
With that, the deal was done and I was pretty excited about it, although also more apprehensive than I had been about any other encounter of this nature. I'd met Natalie on Craig's List. She wanted to learn the art of domination and become a dominatrix, but that wasn't all, her friend Naomi did too, and I was going to be meeting them both.
I was nervous because up until now I'd met women in Kentish Town, Camden, and in London's West End. Tomorrow I'd be meeting these two best friends in their flat in Clapham Junction, an area of London I didn't know too well. We'd agreed that I'd show them the ropes to give them some experience and confidence to start them on their journey of abusing men.
Ropes were pretty much the only thing I didn't have with me as I walked through an unfamiliar part of South London the next day with a rucksack packed full of sex toys and torture devices. There was no parking near the flat, so I'd parked in the carpark of a nearby supermarket and was walking the rest of the way on a hot summer's evening. As well as feeling nervous, I was also feeling a little self conscious walking through the busy streets knowing what was in my bag.
I arrived at the flat, which was pretty grim from the outside, a U-shaped building two storeys high. A covered walkway ran around the upper floor giving access to the flats and offering an uninspiring view of the concrete courtyard below. I really was out of my comfort zone here, as the flats had the distinct feel of social housing about them.
I climbed the steps and made my way past the identical front doors until I reached number 19. I knocked and the door opened. I was greeted by Natalie, she was a black girl of about my height. She had kinky hair, wore black-rimmed glasses and had a great body, which thanks to the summer heat, I could see a lot of.
The flat was tiny. In a couple of steps I'd passed the door way to the kitchen, then the door that presumably opened into a very small bathroom, and now, after a couple more steps, I found myself in a very untidy, single-room flat. It was more like a hotel room than someone's home. There wasn't much room for anything besides the double bed, a small wardrobe and a desk.
Sat on the bed was Naomi. Dressed similarly to her friend in faded denim hot pants showing off her dark-skinned body, Naomi was much prettier was much prettier, with a delicious curvy body, straight black hair, and eyebrows groomed to perfection. A large tattoo was visible across her chest above her light-coloured crop top, which also exposed her curvy stomach.
There were few pleasantries, mostly due to the initial awkwardness of the situation, but once the girls asked me to show them what I'd brought, the situation started to feel more natural and comfortable. It didn't take long until Natalie gave me my first order: "Take your shorts off. Get on the bed."
I did as I was told, dropping my shorts and boxers and exposing myself to these two twenty-something girls. I climbed on to the bed, kneeling in the middle. "Sit down," Natalie barked, "At the top," she added pointing to the pillows. I did as I was told and shuffled up the bed. I now found myself leaning against the headboard, my legs spread and beside me a pile of BDSM toys that I'd poured out of my bag.
Natalie picked up a bottle of lubricant and stretching over the bed depressed the bottle's pump twice on to my cock, before telling me to "Get it hard." I'm not sure why I wasn't hard, I'm normally hard before I get undressed and it certainly wasn't that the situation I was in wasn't hot, but perhaps it was a bit of nerves due to the unknown nature of my situation.
I began to pull at my flaccid cock, which soon sprung to life, as Natalie and Naomi stood over me watching from the end of the bed. Natalie suddenly said, "You've taken your watch off." The white tan line on my wrist was obvious at this point in the summer. I had taken my watch off because I was coming to an unfamiliar part of London to meet strangers, I felt Natalie was commenting on it because she'd realised my reason for taking it off - that I didn't trust them. I lied, "I only really wear it in work."
Once the girls were satisfied that I was sufficiently aroused, Naomi climbed on the bed between my legs and picked up one of the torture gadgets I'd brought along, an electric shock device. It consisted of two rings that act as electrodes, one slightly bigger than the other. One slips over the cock and the other goes around the balls.
Naomi pushed the first ring over my hard cock easy enough, but struggled to get the larger ring to stay around my balls. The problem was the lube Natalie had used, it had made my balls too slippery and they kept popping back out of the ring. Naomi used the bottom of my t-shirt to wipe the excess lube from between my legs, but my balls were still too slippery. Then I had the idea of using a shoe lace that had been amongst my BDSM items. I picked it up from beside me and tied it tightly around my cock and balls. Once in a neat, restricted bundle, it was much easier to slip the electrode over my balls.
Naomi then stood back and watched as Natalie picked up the control. A small wheel on the side of the box allowed her to control how much of a jolt would seer through my groin. On its lowest setting the device just felt like an unpleasant tingle, but on full power the pulsing surges of electricity almost felt like lots of little punches in the balls.
I wriggled and squirmed on the bed as Natalie tested my limits. She started on low but then flicked the power up a little before dropping down again. Each time she did this she'd go a little higher and watch my reactions. She instructed me to put my hands behind my head and put my legs in the air, this was to give her and Naomi a better view of my throbbing balls.
Naomi asked, "Do you like that?" I mumbled, "Yes" through the pain, but Naomi said, "I can't hear you." I composed myself, "Yes, Miss." Then addressing her friend, Naomi said, "Turn it up. Shock his little dick."
My eyes were closed as I tried to take my punishment, but I could feel the young dommes watching over me. Every now and then Naomi would tell her friend, "Turn it up. I want you to turn it up." And I felt the increase in current as Natalie did as she asked. I liked that Naomi was bossing Natalie around too.
Before long Natalie maxed out at full power, but continued to push my limits by seeing how long she could keep the device at this setting before my squirming became too much. Naomi asked, "Is it all the way up?" Natalie quietly said, "Yes." My legs shook and my back arched as I did my best to take the punishment. Natalie asked, "How does that feel?" I dutifully replied, "It hurts, Miss."
Naomi giggled and looked at her friend who was concentrating on the controller, "Are you having fun with that?" she asked. Natalie just gave her an evil grin. Naomi then asked, "Have you turned it all the way up yet?" Natalie showed her the controller, "Yeah, man, look, it's on high."
Turning back to me on the bed, Naomi said "Watch his body jerk," before laughing and telling Natalie, "I like this thing." After watching me in pain for a few more minutes, Naomi told me, "I've decided I want you to call me Goddess." I respectfully acknowledged her request, "Yes, Goddess."
Natalie's mean streak had now fully kicked in as she kept the device on full power. My writhing and whining told the girls I was in pain. Eventually, Natalie asked "Shall we turn it off?" Naomi replied, "Yeah, let's take it off." And the wires were yanked from my balls.
Next the girls wanted to try my stainless steel ball crusher. So, with my balls still tightly bound by the shoelace, I showed them how to clamp the device around my testicles and Naomi started to turn the handle to tighten it. After a few twists my ball sack look shiny as it was stretched tightly over my constricted balls.
Natalie picked up a wooden spatula and began to slap my hard cock with it. Her smacks fell lightly on the head and underside of my cock; compared to the discomfort of the ball crusher they were bearable. Natalie then took the spatula to my balls, smacking them repeatedly with a little more force, but still not too agonising at this stage.
Naomi reached over and turned the crank on the ball crusher. Natalie pulled the spatula away and asked her friend, "Are you tightening it more?" Naomi said, "Yep," as she closed the stainless steel vice tighter around my balls. Once she was satisfied with the increased amount of pressure on my balls, she told Natalie, "Carry on." And she continued to smack my balls with the spatula, now much harder and faster.
Natalie asked, "How does that feel?" I replied, "It aches, Miss," being sure to called Natalie "Miss," while only addressing Naomi as "Goddess" as instructed. Natalie looked at Naomi and said, "Loosen it," but Naomi shook her head and said, "It's supposed to ache," then laughed, "It's not supposed to feel nice." I was beginning to really like Naomi.
Naomi watched Natalie continue to smack my cock and balls with the spatula for a few more minutes. At one point she told me, "Moan. I want to hear you moan. Louder." The torturous ordeal ended with a volley of hard smacks in quick succession on my sensitive cock head and finally the girls released my aching balls and untied them.
What happened next was a first for me. The girls attacked me from both ends. I'd helped Naomi with the slightly complicated straps for the strap-on, securing the rubber cock around her waist. She had me bend over the end of the bed as she lubed up my asshole ready to penetrate me.
Meanwhile, Natalie sat at the top of the bed with a larger dildo, which can be used in the strap-on, but luckily Naomi had picked the smaller one. Natalie had plans for the larger rubber cock though, that was to go in my mouth. So, I found myself being spit roasted as Naomi pegged me, while her best friend made me suck on a large rubber cock, occasionally slapping me around the face with it as I did.
Naomi was a natural, she picked up speed and fucked me hard, her hands on my back pushing me down against the bed. She was clearly enjoying herself and wanted to increase my discomfort, so she put one foot up on to the edge of the bed, increasing her angle of attack so she could drive the strap-on deeper into my ass as I let out a series of moans from my dildo-filled mouth.
She then grabbed the bottom of my t-shirt, using it almost like reigns, as if riding me and pulling on the fabric to help her push deeper inside me. Her little denim hot pants were doing little to cover her shapely body and I could feel her skin against mine each time she thrusted in to me. She demanded, "What's my name?" I replied, "Goddess Naomi." She wasn't satisfied, "Say it louder." My more enthusiastic second cry of her name seemed to satisfy her and she pulled out of me, but my ass wasn't safe yet.
Before I knew it, Natalie was behind me and instructed me to get on all-fours at the end of the bed. She pushed the larger dildo, the one that I'd previously been sucking on, into my ass and proceeded to fuck me with it. She was moving the dildo with her hand, rather than strapping it on, but this actually meant she could get up more speed and more force.
She fucked me for a good couple of minutes with the big, black rubber cock. Then she slowed down, pulled the dildo out so just the very tip was still inside my ass and then pushed the whole length back into me with full force causing me to let out an involuntary whine. She performed this brutal move four of five times before relenting and I rolled over on to my back.
But I didn't get much time to recover. Naomi ordered me to get on the floor on my knees and wank. I stroked myself using my saliva as lube. The girls stood over me watching. Natalie asked, "Are you going to cum?" I told her, "Not yet, Miss." She barked, "Cum now, I want to see you cum." I continued to stroke for a little longer as she ordered, "Hurry up!" I responded, "Yes, Miss."
I wanked faster, furiously jerking off my dick for my dommes as Natalie repeatedly shouted "Hurry up," before asking, "Why don't I see cum?" I didn't answer, concentrating instead on reaching orgasm. She asked again, "Are you going to cum." I replied, "Yes, I'm close, Miss."
Naomi then said, "Wait for me," which resulted in Natalie ordering me to stop. I waited in a state of frustration as Naomi got her phone and began to film me. She said, "Go" and I continued to wank. "Cum into your hand," Naomi warned me, "Not on the floor. If you cum anywhere else, you'll lick it up." I acknowledge, "Yes, Goddess." Naomi said again, "Cum in your hand and I want it now."
Natalie was getting impatient too, still barking her instruction to "hurry up" every few seconds, but now she'd grabbed the spatula from the bed and was smacking my balls as I wanked, something which actually is guaranteed to make me cum quicker. Naomi could tell from my breathing that I was getting close and told me, "Get ready to catch your cum."
I did as instructed and with one final smack on my balls, I shot my load into my waiting hand. Unfortunately, due to the force of my orgasm, a few drops flew over my hand and landed on the floor, something that didn't go unnoticed by Naomi who told me, "You're licking that up."
Before I had a chance to recover, Natalie told me "Lick it up," as she pushed my head down towards the floor. I did as I was told, which wasn't too pleasant, not because I was licking up my own semen, but because the floor I was licking it from was filthy. Naomi, who was still filming me said, "Tilt your head up so I can see your tongue," to ensure she got a shot of me licking up the last drop as Natalie commanded, "All of it!" Naomi pointed to another spot I'd missed on the floor, I lapped it up at her finger tip as she called me "Good boy."
I didn't ever see Natalie and Naomi again, mostly because I didn't want to go back round to that dirty flat, plus I wasn't really that into Natalie to be honest. She was a little lacklustre for most of the hour we spent together and there wasn't much of a connection. Goddess Naomi on the other hand, I liked her. She was bossy, demanding and a lot of fun. I would have liked to have seen Naomi again, but alone so that I could fully devote myself to her, but sadly I didn't have her contact details, only Natalie's.
