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	Vacation at Aunt Stephanie's (F/M)

	By JackBro (JackBro_99@Yahoo.com)

Warning: The following is a sexually explicit story
intended for mature audiences.  If you are offended by
stories of such nature, do not read it.  All
characters are fictional and not intended to resemble
any real people.  Comments welcomed.

		Chapter 1: Nikki

"Come along and let me introduce you to one of my
slaves," Aunt Stephanie spoke to her young niece.

"That sounds..." Nikki started to reply but then stopped
in mid- sentence at the grasp of her Aunt's words. 
"Um, I mean, that sounds good!"

She could have sworn she heard her aunt use the word
"slave," but that couldn't possibly be!  No real
slaves existed.  A person could not own another
person, even someone as rich as her aunt.  The large,
opulent mansion showed Aunt Stephanie had great
wealth, but no one had that much money!  Nikki shook
her head figured she must have misheard "servant."

"Their bedrooms are on the second floor," Aunt
Stephanie glanced upward, referring to the slaves - or
servants or whatever they were called.  "Let us go to
the foyer so I can call one of them down."

Nikki didn't know the meaning of "foyer," so she
simply followed silently.  Her aunt used many fancy,
high-class words.  They probably came from all the
private schools attended as a child, Nikki figured,
plus all the rich friends that surrounded her as an
adult.  Aunt Stephanie was rich, really rich!  Of that
there was no doubt.  All the relation knew it, even if
they seldom talked about it.  In fact, they hardly
ever talked about Aunt Stephanie at all.  They treated
her like a ghost, only occasionally mentioning the
rich Aunt with the eccentric tastes.  They also said
she lived a decadent lifestyle.  Nikki never knew
quite what this meant, but she was going to do her
best over her vacation of the next two weeks to try to
figure it out.

Her aunt lead the way through the house, dressed in a
white, full length, flowing, and certainly very
expensive evening dress.  Nikki noticed it brush up
against both sides of the doorways as she passed
through.  It looked absolutely beautiful and so did
the woman who wore it.  Nikki knew the sister was born
into the world only four years after her own father,
but her Aunt looked more like 20 years his younger. 
Ample breasts blessed a slim figure, and her nightgown
performed an exquisite job at showing off both with a
tight fit and plunging neckline.

Wearing full-length evening dress herself, Nikki
followed close behind.  Her mother firmly instructed
she wear the dress upon the first introduction to her
aunt.  She didn't want to.  It sounded so impractical
to wear her best dress on a weekday afternoon, but she
obediently changed into the dress in the bathroom of
the train station.  Now Looking at her aunt's dress,
she understood why.

Nikki could only hope she looked as beautiful as her
Aunt when she reached the same age.  There already
existed many similarities; like the fair complexion,
little nose, slim figure, and certainly the long,
jet-black hair.  Aunt Stephanie wore her hair up in a
bonnet at the top of her head, but Nikki could tell it
was long enough to probably flow down nearly to the
waist like her own.  The biggest difference, she
couldn't but notice, was in the chest.  Aunt Stephanie
had cleavage, but she was still young and nearly flat.
 She could only hope to develop with features just as
impressive.

Nikki followed her aunt as she walked down the hallway
and then through the formal dining room.  Along the
way she tried to avoid touching anything.  Fancy
crystal stood all around.  Fine china graced the
dining room table.  Delicate little figurines seemed
to occupy every square inch of spare cabinet and
shelving space.  She feared brushing up against
something expensive and accidentally breaking it.  It
wouldn't give a good first impression.

"Jonathan," Aunt Stephanie stepped through a final
doorway and into the glorious main entranceway of the
house.  "Please come down here.  I would like to
introduce you to my niece.  And please do not bother
with any formal attire."

Stephanie waited, standing just beside her aunt, at
the foot of a long, winding staircase.  Above, a large
crystal chandelier hung from the ceiling.  To one side
the stairs seemed to extend forever into the clouds. 
Everything about the house - or it was really more
like a mansion - was as high class.  It once stood as
the centerpiece of a large plantation.  It used be one
of the largest tobacco plantations in the state of
Virginia, but that was before the War of Northern
Aggression - as her father still called it.  Most
everything was destroyed or looted when first the
Northern and then the Confederate troops marched
through.  Aunt Stephanie lovingly restored it many
decades later when she returned from the Alaskan
Klondike with the riches of her dead husband's gold
strike.

"You are developing very nicely," Her aunt casually
spoke as they waited.  "Did you not recently celebrate
a birthday?" 

"Two weeks ago," Nikki answered.  "I just turned
sixteen."

"Ah yes!" Stephanie nodded.  "The perfect age to start
your experience of life's many pleasures."

Nikki thought her Aunt's words curious -- also
confusing.

"I must say you are very pretty," Stephanie went on. 
"The boys are going to be fighting against each other
to get your attention."

Nikki blushed.  She always blushed when someone told
her she was pretty, especially when it came from a
fellow female.  She just hoped to hear it some day
from a boy.

Her attention diverted to the sound of footsteps at
the top of the wooden staircase.  They sounded soft,
not sharp and quick like a pair of shoes, but softer
and quieter, as if they came from slippers.

Nikki looked up and immediately understood why.  She
looked up to see a pair of bare feet turn the corner,
and then she noticed the legs were also bare, and then
she noticed so was his chest.  In fact, so was all of
him!  He wore no shoes or shirt.  He also failed to
wear any pants or even underwear.  He did not wear
anything at all!

Nikki gasped in disbelief!  For a moment, she thought
she imagined the sight.  She thought her eyes somehow
played a trick on her, but then she blinked and
discovered they had not.  The man really was
bare-assed naked!  He had everything on display.

"Walk on down here and meet Nikki," Aunt Stephanie
spoke as though nothing was out of the ordinary about
a naked man walking down the front staircase of her
house.

Nikki couldn't speak.  She stood too shocked to talk. 
Instead, she remained frozen and just looked at him.

The man made no attempt to cover himself.  His arms
remained behind his back as he walked down the stairs.
 He failed to bring his hands forward and use them for
shields - as it would seem natural for a naked man to
do in front of two clothed women.  He made no attempt
to take his manliness away from Stephanie at all, not
even when a stranger stood at her side.

He kept himself bare, and Nikki kept herself looking. 
She looked and saw all the way down the front of his
body.  And, most important, she looked at his dick.

"Well, what do you think?" Her aunt asked when he
reached the bottom of the stairs and then stopped and
stood in before them.

"I'm...not sure," Nikki tried to speak, not knowing what
to say.

She caught herself starring down at his waist.  She
looked right at it, and realized she had been looking
at it the whole time.  Even as he walked down the
stairs, her eyes lowered and then her head bowed down
as she followed it.  She liked his dick, and she
especially liked the way it bounced up and down as he
lowered down each step of the stairs.

Nikki caught herself starring and suddenly felt very
embarrassed.  She quickly looked away.

"Don't be shy," Her aunt comforted.  "You can look as
much as you want.  Jonathan is used to it.  He doesn't
mind if you look at him, do you Jonathan?"

He shook his head to indicate a "no," so Nikki meekly
looked again.  She turned her head slowly and took
quick peaks out of the corner of her eyes.  She
couldn't help but want to look.  She liked the way he
looked.

Jonathan was a tall, handsome man, standing almost six
feet.  He looked young, not much older than herself;
probably around nineteen or maybe in his early
twenties.  Not much hair yet grew on his chest,
although the blond hair on his head flowed down far
enough to touch his shoulders.  And then there were
his muscles.  Muscles seemed to bulge out from all
around him, indicating he did a lot of manual labor,
probably working in the fields all day.  He definitely
looked strong, and he certainly looked very handsome.

Nikki didn't get many chances to look at naked, adult
men, and this was an excellent specimen.  Everything
about him looked big, she saw, most especially his
dick.  She noticed his dick most of all.  It seemed to
hang down a long distance between his legs, but she
could be mistaken.  She hadn't seen many adult male
dicks before.  Perhaps this was normal.

Nikki also noticed he did not speak out loud.  In
fact, he did not speak at all.  She had yet to hear
his voice.  It was as though he was not allowed to
speak, and then she remembered her aunt talking about
her slaves.  A thought entered her mind, but she
quickly dismissed it.

"Go ahead and turn around for Nikki," Stephanie
performed a twirling motion her finger.  "Give Nikki a
good look at your ass too."

To her amazement, he turned and showed his behind.  He
turned all the way around and then he did it again. 
She liked his ass too.  He had smooth, hard buns, but
it wasn't nearly as exciting as his dick.

The whole time he refused to use his hands to provide
cover.  He kept them behind his back when facing
forward, and he let them hang to the side to give her
a better look at his behind.  It was as though he was
trained to model his most private features.  He was
allowing her, a complete stranger, to look at whatever
she wanted.  Nikki couldn't help but turn further to
take advantage of the opportunity.

"What do you think of him?" Aunt Stephanie asked a
second time.

"Nice," Nikki could manage only one word.

"If you haven't noticed already, he's one of my most
well endowed," Stephanie went on.  "He's over nine
inches."

"What?" Nikki yelped.  She knew what her Aunt meant,
but it was too shocking for her mind to accept.

"His pecker!" Stephanie clarified more directly.  "You
know, his organ.  I am referring to his cock.  It will
elongate to full nine inches when hard.  He is one of
my most favorites."

Nikki brought her hands up to her mouth and covered it
in amazement.  She couldn't believe how openly her
aunt talked about his dick, and how openly she talked
about it right in front of him.  She was shocked, and
then remembered again her aunt's use of the word
"slave." The thought rushed back into her mind.  She
thought about a sex slave.  More specifically, a male
sex slave.

Nikki looked at him again and wondered.  Thoughts of a
male sex slave sent waves of erotic ecstasy through
her body.  She had never felt quite this way before. 
A male sex slave would be like a girl's ultimate
fantasy.  She wondered if this was what her parents
meant when they talked about the decadent behavior in
Aunt Stephanie's home.

Nikki looked at him closer and thought about what
Stephanie had said.  She liked the many names she had
just heard for his dick.  She heard them all before,
mostly when joking around at school with her
girlfriends, but never right in front of a live one.

"Would you like to see for yourself?" Aunt Stephanie
asked next.

Nikki didn't know what her aunt meant.  What more of
him was there to see?  He was already naked; totally
naked.  She looked at her aunt in confusion.

Stephanie only smiled back.  "Jonathan," She then
turned to the naked man standing before them.  "Show
yourself to Nikki.  Make it full."

Nikki gasped.  She again didn't know if she heard
correctly.  Perhaps she didn't understand the meaning
of Stephanie's words.  They were too unbelievable to
be true.  But then she looked at Jonathan and
understood.

His hands remained clasped behind his back, but the
middle of his waist began to get bigger.

"Oh my God!" Nikki couldn't help but say out loud. 
She had never seen a man in his fullest state before.

"Keep watching," Her aunt said in reply.  "He still
has quite a show to put on.  It is not nearly over."

Nikki thought about turning away and running out of
the room, but she didn't.  She couldn't.  She wanted
to watch.  It seemed so demeaning to make this poor
man get full in her presence, especially when she
considered that it was in the presence of a complete
stranger, but then Aunt Stephanie did nothing to force
him.  Jonathan did it on his own, and he did it fast. 
First his dick just started to get longer and then it
began to rise.

"Oh my God!" Nikki couldn't help but say again.

"Yes, it is rather fun to watch," Stephanie agreed. 
"Tell me Nikki, have you ever witnessed a man getting
hard before?"

She shook her head to indicate "no." She was unable to
say it out loud.

As a result, he seemed to rise faster.  Her admission
seemed to make his dick rise even more quickly.  It
was soon sticking straight out of his body, and then
it began to rise even more.

"They probably don't grow them this big down in
Florida," Her aunt kidded her.  "Have you ever seen
such a big one before?"

"No," Nikki quietly spoke.

"Have you ever seen one at all?" Her aunt went on to
ask.  "I forget, you are rather young Nikki.  I
suppose it is possible that you have never seen a live
man in the fully inflated condition?" The question
came in the form of a question, but Nikki was to
embarrass to speak.  She simply shook her head.

"Well then," Stephanie spoke.  "We will just have to
make up for it then!  I will instruct each of my
slaves make himself full in your presence.  I have
nine of them, you know, and they are all very well
endowed.  All cocks are rather similar when you get
right down to it, but each has its peculiar
characteristics."

"Oh my God!" Nikki looked her aunt in the eye to check
if the nine slaves were an exaggeration or if her aunt
was joking.  But then she quickly looked back down at
his dick.  There was no indication of a joke, and his
dick now looked as though it was at a full erection. 
In fact, his dick no longer looked like a measly dick.
 It looked more like a full-fledged cock!

"How do you like it now?" Her aunt asked.

"Wow!" Nikki spoke in amazement.  "He's very
impressive."

"Yes," Stephanie agreed.  "Nine long inches of
cock-meat.  And notice it is not just long, as you can
see for yourself, but it is plenty wide too.  Jonathan
has a rather big unit!"

Nikki gasped.  She never heard a cock being called
"meat" or a "unit" before.  It sounded so demeaning,
although also very erotic.  She found herself becoming
increasingly aroused, or at least more aroused than
ever before.  Images formed in her mind.  She imagined
this man in bed with her.  She looked down at his long
piece of cock-meat and couldn't help but wonder what
it would feel like inside her.

"I think Jonathan is impressed by you too," Aunt
Stephanie told her.  "That was one of the fastest
erections I have ever seen him give up.  I think you
make him excited.  I mean, you are very cute and he
probably assumes you are a virgin.  I bet he is
fantasizing right now about what it would be like to
fuck you."

Nikki covered her mouth and looked at her aunt.

"Well, why not?" Aunt Stephanie spoke.  "You are a
very good looking young girl.  You have a very pretty
face and a nice, slim figure.  I bet Jonathan is
picturing himself on top of you right now, or perhaps
he is even imagining you straddling on top of him."

Nikki couldn't believe it.  Never, even in her wildest
imagination, did she ever think that her Aunt's house
was like this.  A naked man stood in front of her, and
they were talking about sexual intercourse right in
front of him.  No wonder her parents never allowed her
to visit.

"This is all very strange," She had to admit to her
aunt.  "I just never realized .  .  ." She couldn't
finish.

"Never realized what?" Her Aunt asked.

Nikki didn't know quite how to put it.  "Is Jonathan,
like," She said shyly.  "I mean, is he like your
slave?"

"You could say that," Stephanie answered without
hesitating.  "But he's not just an ordinary slave,
he's my sex slave."

Nikki gasped again.  She couldn't believe it.  The
answer was what she expected, but she still couldn't
believe it.  She heard stories about male sex slaves
before but always figured they were fiction.  She
never expected to meet one in real life, and certainly
never expected her very own aunt to have one!  Much
less nine of them, if she was to be believed.

"You don't look as though you believe my words," Her
aunt questioned, seeming to read her mind.

"I'm not quite sure what to believe," Nikki admitted
truthfully.  "I guess I'm a little overwhelmed right
now."

"Well, if you don't believe me," She offered.  "Why
don't you ask Jonathan?  As him if he is a sex slave."

She glanced at her aunt, and then back to the supposed
sex slave named Jonathan.  Up until now, he hadn't
spoken.  She wasn't sure if he could speak.

"Are you?" She started to say, but then suddenly
became very bashful when she realized she was talking
to a naked man with an erection.  Nikki suddenly felt
very intimidated.

"Does he talk?" She whispered to her aunt instead.

"Of course he talks!" Her aunt answered.  "But only
when I give him permission.  Otherwise he will remain
quite."

"Will he talk for me?" Nikki asked.  "Will he answer
me?"

Aunt Stephanie turned to him.  "Jonathan, I give you
permission to answer the questions Nikki is about to
pose to you, but you may not talk.  Answer with your
prick.  Do you understand?"

He seemed to almost jump at her words.  Nikki noticed
him step back as soon as Aunt Stephanie finished the
order, but she did not understand why.  In fact, she
did not understand at all.  How could he answer if he
could not speak?  And how could he possibly answer
with his prick.

But then Jonathan provided the answer.  Slowly, he
began to gyrate his hips.  And as a result, his cock
began to bob up and down.

Nikki gasped yet again, realizing that he indeed
answered with his prick.  It was just like someone
nodding his or her head, but Jonathan was using his
long cock instead.  She never saw an erection move
before.  She watched it bob up and down.  It made her
feel very erotic.

"Jonathan understands," Aunt Stephanie spoke as though
nothing was out of the ordinary.  "Now go ahead and
ask him whatever you want, just make sure they are yes
or no questions."

Nikki started to speak, but then didn't know what to
ask.  She felt embarrassed, and her mind went blank. 
She forgot the original question.

"Go ahead," Aunt Stephanie prompted her.  "Start out
by asking if he thinks you are pretty."

Nikki looked at her aunt, and then she looked at
Jonathan.  It was an embarrassing question, but she
decided to ask anyway.

He nodded his big cock up and down in response.

Thrilled by his answer, she thought of another
question.  "Are you really a slave?"

He answered again.

"Are you really a sex slave?"

He continued answering, this time even harder, moving
his "unit" up and down with increased vigor.  She
heard it slap against his tummy, and she liked
watching the bouncing cock, but then wondered what a
negative answer would produce.

"Do you ever disobey Aunt Katy?" 

And she got her answer.  His dick looked even better
when it moved from side to side.

"What did you say?" Stephanie giggled.  "I am not sure
if Nikki quite heard you."

He swayed his cock back and forth with increased
vigor.  Nikki liked the sound it made when it slapped
against his thighs.

She asked a few more questions, sometimes questions
with "yes" answers and sometimes with "no." She liked
the "no" answers the best because his cock seemed to
move around a lot more when it went from side-to-side,
but the "yes" answers looked exciting too.

Finally, her aunt interrupted.  "You seem to really
like him, do you not?"

"Yes," Nikki spoke with less shyness now.  She found
herself slowly getting accustomed to having a naked
man around.  "This is really exciting!"

"Well," Stephanie continued.  "How would you like to
masturbate him then?"

Nikki gasped in shock.  "What!" She thought she had
imagined the words.

"Would you like to take Jonathan and masturbate him?"
Her aunt asked to her face.  "You know, his cock! 
Would you like to jack off his cock?  It's in the
perfect position to be masturbated, and it certainly
looks as though he needs it.  Would you like to take
advantage of the opportunity?"

Nikki turned back down at him.  "I don't know," She
answered without knowing her own words.  She didn't
know what to say, although inside she already knew
what she wanted.

"I believe Jonathan would like it, would you not?"

The sex slave indicated a "yes" by wagging his shaft
up and down.

"He can be your toy," Her aunt went on.  "I remember
how much you liked to play with toys when you were a
little girl.  This will be just another toy, but
Jonathan is a toy for a big girl.  He's a sex toy."

Nikki gasped at the thought of having a naked man to
play with like a toy.  

"And you do not need to worry," Stephanie assured her.
 "I will allow let you, of course, play with him in
private.  You can take him downstairs and masturbate
him in private," Stephanie smiled.  "You know how to
masturbate a man, do you not?"

Nikki took a hard swallow.  "Of course," She answered
as if it was common knowledge.

"You pump on his pole with your hand," Stephanie
explained anyway, as though she wanted to say the
words.  "You wrap your hand around his pole, and then
you start stroking it up and down."

Nikki gasped as she pictured her dainty fingers
running up and down the length of Jonathan's giant
erection.  It made her feel increasingly horny.  She
had never felt this hot and horny in all her life. 
She was surprised to actually find herself wanting to
hurry up and get him downstairs.

"You pump on his cock," Stephanie continued still
further.  "You stroke it up and down, and you do it
again and again.  It may be dry at first, but you have
little to worry about with Jonathan.  I am sure he
will have plenty of pre-cumm cream for you.  In fact,
by the looks of it," Aunt Stephanie leaned forward to
take a closer look.  "It looks as though he may start
giving you head before you get him downstairs.  It
looks like Jonathan is getting excited by the mere
thought of getting jacked off by a young virgin."

Nikki thought she could see it for herself in the
hardness of his cock.  She continued to picture
herself masturbating on him.

"And you do not need to worry about him fighting back
either," Stephanie continued.  "If you want, I will
help you shackle him down.  You will then be free to
pump and play with him as much as you want.  My only
condition is that you may not damage him.  Jonathan is
expensive merchandise.  I do not want him damaged."

Nikki nodded in agreement.

"Other than that, you are free to do anything you want
to him and long as you do not damage it.  You can
bounce it up and down, slap it to the side, suck on
it, or whatever!  You are free to do whatever you want
until you forcibly eject him.  I assume," Stephanie
glanced in her direction.  "I assume that you never
ejected a man before."

Nikki shook her head and silently said "no."

"Good!" Stephanie sounded pleased.  "I'm sure you will
enjoy it just fine.  It's fun to forcibly eject a man,
and it will be especially fun to make Jonathan eject
because he is trained."

"Trained?" Nikki looked back at her aunt curiously.

"Yes, trained," Stephanie answered matter-of-factly. 
"You know, he is trained to eject only on command, and
not before."

Nikki looked back at her in confusion.

Stephanie explained.  "Most men will blow their load
after only about a few minutes of pumping, depending
on how horny they are and how hard you stroke them,
but Jonathan will squirt out his load only when you
give him permission."

"You mean?" Nikki started to say, but simply could not
finish the sentence.

Aunt Stephanie finished it for her.  "Yes, you can
beat on his meat all night long if you want.  You can
pump your hand up and down on his big unit as hard and
for as long as you want, and you won't be able to
finish him off without the command."

"Oh my Gosh!" Nikki couldn't help but say out loud.

"If I were you, I would work on him for about an
hour," Stephanie suggested.  "Then I suggest you stop
and walk back upstairs.  I will be in the living room.
 We will talk about it.  I can give you a few
suggestions.  I can tell you some things you can try
that you probably never imagined doing before.  When
you have a cock as big as Jonathan's to work with,
there are many interesting things you can do."

"Oh my God!" Nikki couldn't believe it.

"The only thing you need to be careful about,"
Stephanie went on to warn.  "You need to be careful
when you finally allow him to eject.  You see, the
longer you make a man wait the bigger the explosion. 
When you make him hold out, the sperm will keep
building up inside his nuts.  After a long
cock-teasing, you will start to see his balls swell. 
And when you finally allow him to eject, he is going
to go shooting across the room.  And I am talking not
just distance, but quantity too.  I have always found
it quite amazing how much sperm you can milk out of a
man after two or three hours of continuous
cock-teasing."

"Milking!" Nikki questioned in shock, covering her
mouth in disbelieve.  She had never heard such a term
used on a man before.

"Well, yes," Stephanie spoke as though it was nothing
out of the ordinary.  "That is essentially what you do
when you masturbate on a man's tool.  You milk out his
nuts."

Her hand remained up to her mouth, covering herself as
though she did not want Jonathan to see her true
emotions.  Looking down at his big cock, she could
easily picture it squirting.  She pictured it shooting
across the room, or perhaps even shooting on her.  She
wondered what it would feel like to stand naked in
front of him and give the command.  She imagined what
it would feel like for a man to come jizzing all over
her body.

"Oh, and that reminds me," Stephanie spoke as though
she had forgotten an item.  "Speaking about nuts, how
do you feel about male nuts?"

Nikki didn't know what to say.

"The reason I'm asking," Stephanie clarified.  "...is
because I need to know how many shackles I need to
bring with me.  Would you prefer to tie both legs
together, or would you prefer two shackles to spread
Jonathan apart and place him at maximum vulnerability.
 You know, with his legs spread wide.  It depends on
how much you want to abuse his balls during what I am
sure will be a very extensive masturbation session."

Nikki smiled.  She thought about it, but she did not
have to think for long.  "I want Jonathan spread
eagle," She easily decided.

Stephanie noticed his cock twitch in response.

"Then bring him along, and I will take you downstairs
to the dungeon," Stephanie instructed as she turned to
leave.

Nikki turned to follow, but she noticed Jonathan did
not.  He simply stood in place, as though unable to
move.  He looked like he wanted to follow, but could
not.

"Nikki, please!" Her aunt spoke from the doorway. 
"Bring him along!  Grab Jonathan by his handle and
bring him along."

"What!" Nikki spoke in shock again.  "You mean?" She
wasn't able to finish it.

"Yes," Stephanie clarified.  "Take hold of his
cock-handle and bring him along.  When a man is hard,
you must lead him like a dog."

Nikki wasn't sure what to do.  She heard her aunt
clearly, but couldn't quite believe it!  Her aunt
wanted her to use Jonathan's shaft like a convenient
handle, pulling him along by it.  She wasn't sure if
she could do it, but stepped towards him anyways.  She
wanted to, of course, but she wasn't sure if she
should.

"Come on, we don't have all night!" Stephanie
attempted to get her to hurry.

Nikki reached down while Jonathan remained standing in
place.  He did not fight her or step back at all.  In
fact, he seemed to push his waist forward so his unit
would be easier to reach.  She had never touched a
grown man's cock before, not even a flaccid one; and
now her aunt wanted her to touch a man who was full.

She looked directly ahead at his bare chest, unable to
look down at his manhood or up to look at his face. 
She looked through him, out into space, and then
allowed her delicate little fingers to brush up
against the side of his magnificent member.

She touched him, and he felt hard - really hard.  The
touch sent a hot bolt of lust through her body.  She
was forced to let go.

Nikki heard her aunt let out an impatient moan from
the doorway, so she touched again, but this time
allowed her fingers to wrap around.  He felt harder
and much bigger than expected.  His erect shaft, in
fact, felt monstrous.  He felt huge.  A hot wave of
lust again flashed through her body, but this time she
held on.  She liked holding on.

Nikki squeezed and then gave a slight pull.  To her
amazement, he followed.  She led Jonathan by his erect
organ.

They walked out the door and back through the dining
room.  They walked past the table, the crystal, and
the delicate figurines.  They walked through two more
rooms and then down a long hallway.  A doorway stood
at the end, leading to darkness below.  It was the
doorway to the downstairs dungeon.

The whole time, Nikki kept a tight hold of her new sex
toy.  She held Jonathan by his male handle and led him
along.  It's hardness continued to surprise her.  His
shaft felt like a hard bone protruding from his body,
and she now knew why they called it a hard-on and a
boner.

The more she held Jonathan, the more confidant she
became.  She was surprised to find herself quickly
becoming accustomed to his cock and wanting to
experiment.  First, she gave him a squeeze and then
she squeezed harder.  A few seconds later she tried to
pull harder too.  The stairs were the best part.  As
he descended each step, she alternatively brought him
to a stop and then gave his cock a tug to resume his
movement down the stairs.  Each one became
progressively harder and more violent as they
descended, until the tugs gradually turned into yanks.
 Half way down he almost slipped from her grasp, but
she quickly remedied the problem by squeezing down
tighter on his organ.  By the time they finally made
it down to the last step, Nikki was practically
ripping his pole out of his body.

"How would you like to rape him?" Aunt Stephanie asked
at the bottom of the stairs.  "Would you prefer to
force him in the standing or the laying position?"

Nikki barely heard her aunt.  Instead, she was too
busy looking around and the erotic sight that
surrounded her.  The place looked like a dungeon. 
Dirt covered the floor.  Rough-cut blocks lined the
walls.  Various oil lamps protruded from the wall,
which Stephanie must have lit while she was busy
entertaining herself with Jonathan's cock.  The lamps
added a particularly erotic element.  Their weak
flames kept the place dark, making it look gloomy,
like a real dungeon.  Nikki knew it was a downstairs
cellar, but it could just have well been the gallows
in a medieval English castle; in one of the castles
where men were routinely tortured for information. 
Her mind drifted and she wondered if any of those
tortures were done not by other men, but by a woman
such as herself.  A hot wave of pure ecstasy passed
through her as she wondered if women back in the dark
ages ever tortured men by the use of their cocks.

Nikki shook her head and brushed the thought out of
her mind.  It was too much.  She could only handle so
much excitement at one time.  The cock in her hand
proved enough for now.

She came back to reality and looked around.  Her eyes
grew accustomed to the darkness and she became able to
see many other particulars around the room to further
increased the impression of a medieval dungeon. 
Various hooks, chains, and straps protruded from the
walls.  A few sawhorses sat in the corner.  One wall
held a pegboard of tools.  Behind her lay a large,
wooden table, large enough to easily hold the body of
a man.  She most particularly noticed the steal cuffs
located in each corner.

"I love what you've done to this place!" She commented
to her aunt.  "This is great!"

"Yes it is," Stephanie nodded.  "I am glad you like
it, but standing or laying?"

Nikki considered the original question, and then
looked back at the table and then to the various hooks
and chains hanging down from the ceiling.  "Standing!"
She decided.

"Then bring Jonathan over here and let me show you how
to properly shackle a man."

Nikki remembered the cock she still held in her hand. 
She gave it a hard yank and followed Aunt Stephanie
with her new found sex toy.

Stephanie took hold of a metal chain that dropped from
the ceiling.  Jonathan automatically raised his hand
for her to bind it.

"I require my guests to always shackle their own man,"
Stephanie spoke.  "I will demonstrate, but you will
require both hands to properly tie him."

Nikki reluctantly let go of his boner.  As she pulled
her hand away, she noticed a distinct feeling of
wetness along her fingers.  It made her jump in
surprise.  She had never felt it before, but she knew
what it was.  Her aunt had indeed been right. 
Jonathan had started to pre-cumm even before she
started to masturbate on him.  It looked like he
couldn't wait to be tied down and masturbated.

Jonathan was tall.  She had to stretch up high to
reach the metal strap that went around one wrist.

"Very good," Her aunt complimented, as though most
girls were unable to figure it out.  "Now, there is
the other one."

She stepped over to his opposite wrist and did the
same.  It didn't take long before her new sex toy was
bound by his wrists, helpless, hanging in the middle
of a basement dungeon.

"And now for his feet."

Two straps remained.  It seemed meaningless to secure
his legs too, but she did so anyway.  Nikki remembered
what he aunt said earlier about abusing his balls.

Less than five minutes after arriving in the basement
dungeon, she had a man secured helplessly by his
wrists and ankles.  He stood naked with his arms and
legs spread open and a giant erection in the center.

"There!  That should be fine," Aunt Stephanie
concluded.  "Jonathan is in the perfect position to be
cock-teased and forcibly ejected." She gave his cock a
hard slap from the top, forcing it to point down for
an instant and then spring back up again.

Nikki watched.  She admired the way his shaft quickly
sprung back and hardly bounced at all.  It looked to
be incredibly stiff and hard.  She would have to
remember to do the same thing later.

"Well, have fun with him!" Stephanie turned to leave. 
"Just remember what I said earlier about damaging him.
 You can leave his dick as sore as you want.  He will
have a full week to recover.  But do not dare damage
my property."

Nikki nodded in agreement as her Aunt walked up the
stairs.  Just after she left, Nikki realized she
forgot to give her the command to allow the slave to
eject.  She turned and almost asked as the door
closed, but then realized it didn't matter.  She had
plenty of time for that later.  Jonathan was going to
receive a whole lot of pumping and stroking before he
would be allowed to eject.

		 Chapter 2: Stephanie

 Stephanie stepped into her elegant dining room and
sat in plush lounge chair.  She specifically selected
a chair in the back corner of the room, next to an old
dumbwaiter that was once used to ferry delicious meals
from the downstairs kitchen to the dining room table. 
She planned to read the book for a short while, but
she already knew her attention would soon be diverted.
 Tonight the dumbwaiter would once again be placed
into service, except this time it would be used for
her sexual pleasure.  She was soon going to hear most
everything that went on below her.

It took longer than expected.  For the first thirty
minutes she heard nothing.  She figured Nikki
experimented first, perhaps feeling his boner's
hardness, slapping it, making it bob up and down, and
doing whatever else a young, 16 year old girl could
think about to do with a bound cock at her disposal. 
It was Nikki's first cock, after all, so it would take
time.  She could easily imagine Jonathan taking it all
in, patiently waiting and pre-cumming like an elephant
in her hand.

The audio entertainment began with weak moans. 
Stephanie knew what was happening because she knew
Jonathan.  She had raped him many times herself.  He
had this naturally tendency to moan whenever he was
being pumped.  She hardly heard him at first, but then
they gradually became louder and louder and Nikki's
pumping was sure to continue.

A few minutes later the moans turned into words. 
"Please!  Please!" He started to beg.  "Oh my cock!"

He wasn't supposed to talk, but she couldn't blame
him.  He had been without release for almost a week. 
As soon as she heard of Nikki's pending arrival, she
knew that Jonathan would be perfect for her first time
experience.  She had purposely masturbated him twice
per day over a two-week period.  And then, a week
before Nikki's arrival, she stopped and prevented him
from experiencing an orgasm since.

"Oh please!  Oh, please don't squeeze so tight!"

Stephanie knew the man had swelling and acing balls,
and she also knew Nikki would soon going to milk his
sperm right out of them.  He would hold out for as
long as he could, but there was only so much any man
could take.  By the sound of his voice coming up from
his secured position, it sounded as though he didn't
have much time left.

"Oh God!  Not so fast!  Please, my cock can't take
much more."

And when he did cumm, he was really going to cumm. 
Jonathan was a large quantity spermer.  That's what
she liked to call her men, spermers, and Jonathan
could sperm with the best of them.  And after a week's
hold, he had to be extremely ripe for sperming.

"Oh my cock!  Oh, my poor cock!"

He would be primed to explode into six or maybe up to
nine powerful squirts.  The first would be the best. 
By the sound of his voice, she wondered if it might
even be powerful enough to shoot across the room.

"Please Nikki, let go of my cock.  Oh please Nikki;
stop pumping it so hard.  Slow down!"

Stephanie worried about giving him to a virgin, but it
was not Jonathan that she worried about.  She worried
Nikki might feel sympathy for him.  The inexperienced,
timid young girl might slow down her strokes.  Or
maybe she might stop squeezing after he started to
beg.

"Oh my cock!  You don't know what you're doing to my
cock!  I can't hold it much longer."

But that was this morning.  By what she heard now, it
sounded as though her concerns were unfounded.  It
sounded as though Nikki wasn't about to let up at all.
 In fact, by the sound of Jonathan's pleading voice,
she suspected Nikki might actually be enjoying his
begging.

"And not so tight.  Oh God Nikki, I can't take it much
longer!  I'm going to shoot!"

Suddenly, there was a new voice.  "You better not!"
Stephanie heard her niece.  "Not yet, you male slut! 
You better not shoot until I order it."

"Then stop!  Oh please, you have to stop."

"You're not hot enough yet," Nikki kept talking. 
"It's my cock and I want to make sure it's plenty hot
before I see it squirt!  When this thing goes off, I
want it to go off like a fire hose."

This was unexpected.  I hadn't considered the
possibility that Nikki might talk back to him.  It
sounded as though she was going wild on his cock.  I
liked it.

"No, no, no!  Oh my cock!" He began panting, probably
in rhythm with her strokes.  "Oh God, it's going to
shoot!"

"You fucking bastard, you better not!" Nikki yelled
back.  "I don't care that I'm pumping on your hose as
fast as I can, I said no!"

Stephanie started to get turned on.  This was
definitely much better than expected.

"Oh God!" Jonathan almost let out a squeal.  "Oh God,
not my balls too!  Oh God, let go of my nuts!"

"What do you mean, your nuts?" Nikki quickly picked up
on this little error.  "These are my nuts!  Your balls
are mine!  And so are the juices inside."

"Don't squeeze!" He immediately reacted, again, almost
in a squeal.  "I'm sorry!  You are right.  They are
your balls!  My cock and my balls are yours."

"That's right," Nikki now spoke in a more sneaky tone.
 "And what about the juices inside?"

"My juices are yours too," Jonathan quickly accepted. 
"My sperm is yours to milk whenever you want, but only
when you to choose to milk it.  Without the command, I
must keep my sperm inside my nuts for however long you
desire it."

Stephanie really liked this.  Not until her early
training sessions had she ever been able to get
Jonathan to say such things.  Nikki was bringing out
the best in him.

"I don't want to see a single drop of sperm, not yet!"
Nikki went on.  "I'm having too much fun pumping you. 
I want you to stay hard and let me pump you longer."

"But not much longer.  Please, I can't hold out much
longer!" He was almost crying.

"And when I do finish you off," Nikki spoke in return.
 "I want to squeeze on your balls at the same time.  I
want to make sure I milk out every drop."

Stephanie decided it was time to go downstairs and
rescue him, at least for a short while.  She didn't
want him damaged.



 * * * * *

 "How are you enjoying him so far?" Stephanie asked
from the bottom of the stairs.

She had watched for several seconds without Nikki
noticing.  It was fun to watch them, especially
Jonathan.  His face rolled in sweat.  His big cock
looked even bigger than before.  He looked positively
exhausted.

Nikki didn't look much different.  She looked almost
just as exhausted.  The young girl knelt in front of
him with his pole in her hand, continuously stroking
it up and down without letup.  And she didn't stroke
him slow either.  She really went at.  Somewhere along
the line she had taken off the dress and now knelt in
her bra and panty.

Nikki suddenly let go and stopped stroking at the
sight of her Aunt in the room.  "Oh!  I didn't hear
you come down," She looked embarrassment.	

"Of course you didn't," Stephanie smiled.  "With all
the racket you were making with his cock, how could
you?"

Nikki smiled back, and then she laughed a little.  "I
guess I was being kind-of loud."

Jonathan looked even better than before.  Without the
hand of her young niece to get in the way, she could
see him unencumbered.  His hard-on stood up at
attention.  All nine inches of his hard cock stood
upright and at attention.  It throbbed and pulsed into
the open air, desperate for release but unable to do
it.  It was wet, almost shiny, covered in a thick
layer of well-lubricated pre-cumm.  It visibly
twitched as the two girls looked at it.

"You didn't answer my original question," Stephanie
reminded her niece.  "I asked if you are enjoying it. 
How do you like masturbating on a man?"

"Oh, he's incredible!" Nikki answered.  "And you were
right about Jonathan.  He is trained!  No matter how
much I masturbate on him, I can't get him off."

Nikki looked almost as tired and exhausted as
Jonathan.  She too was sweating, but for different
reasons.  She was getting quite a workout.  Her
exercise equipment was the big cock before her.

"I'm glad you are enjoying your male sex slave,"
Stephanie glanced into his eyes long enough to see his
reaction.  "Tell me, is he still tied up OK?"

"Oh yes," Nikki answered.  "He's tied up just fine.  I
can do anything I want to him, and he can't move a
muscle to stop me."

For a brief moment, Stephanie thought about taking
Jonathan for herself.  She thought about removing her
own clothing, much like Nikki had nearly done herself,
and then forcibly raping him.  He was lubricated
enough to easily slip in, despite his large size.  And
the sperm he must have stored in those balls!  She
thought to herself.  He would be able to release great
quantities.  She fantasized it running out and sliding
down her legs.

But then the moment passed.  It would be unfair to
steal him away, especially after Nikki had already
done so much work to prepare him.  He was Nikki's sex
slave for the night.  He was hers to stroke or fuck or
do whenever she wanted.  Besides, it was more exciting
to listen and watch Nikki do it.  It was exhilarating
to think about what was going through Jonathan's mind
right now.  A girl he had never met before, a complete
stranger, was jacking him off.

"And his cock?" Stephanie went on to ask.  "I hope his
dong is long enough for you."

"Oh yes," Nikki lowered her head to look at the still
engorged member.  "I like his dong.  He's really got a
long pecker!" A slight giggle came from her lips. 
After she spoke the words, she seemed to laugh at him.

"And is he producing enough pre-cumm for you?"
Stephanie questioned.  "I mean, is he sufficiently
lubricated?"

"Yes, plenty of pre-cumm," Nikki spoke happily.  "I
never knew a man could pre-cumm so much.  There is
almost too much of it.  It's starting to drip off."

"It sounds like the two of you are getting along just
fine," Stephanie spoke, pleased.  Jonathan was one of
her best-trained males, which is why she gave him to
Nikki.  She knew that it would take a lot to satisfy a
girl like Nikki.  It was a good thing Jonathan had the
fortitude to put up with her.

"It sounds like you are giving Jonathan quite a
pumping," Stephanie spoke.  "I mean, for him to have
so much pre-cumm, you must really be going at it."

"Oh yes!" Nikki spoke gleefully.  "I was a little shy
at first and started slow.  But after I got accustomed
to his size and his hardness, I really went at it.  I
squeezed and stroked him faster and faster.  This last
series of strokes were about as fast as I could go,
and I think I pumped for a good ten minutes!"

Ten minutes!  Stephanie thought to herself.  For a
brief moment, she felt sorry for the young man, but
the moment quickly passed.  It was a good thing she
chose Jonathan.  Any other slave would never make it. 
Even though he was trained, there were limits.  Ten
minutes of cock pumping at full speed was certainly
very close to that limit.

"I don't know if I will be able to stroke him for much
longer," Nikki added.

"Really?" Stephanie questioned.  "Why do you say
that?"

"Because he said he was very close," Nikki immediately
answered.  "I mean, he begged me to let him.  Towards
the end, he pleaded with me to finish him off."

He certainly was close, Stephanie thought to herself. 
She could see it in his eyes, but she wasn't about to
tell Nikki.

"And not only that," Nikki continued.  "But I could
feel it - or at least I think I could.  For a short
while, it felt as though his organ was letting out
these little spasms."

Stephanie almost choked at hearing the words.  She
thought back when she felt him spasm herself.  She
imagined how much he would spasm when he finally was
allowed to eject.

"You need not worry," Stephanie caught herself.  "He
can take more.  It is all part of the act, you know. 
Jonathan is trained to beg and plead to make it more
exciting for you.  It's designed to mimic the
sensation of a male rape."

"A male rape?" Nikki looked at her in surprise.  There
was a look of shock on her face, and then pleasure. 
Then she began to laugh.

"I never thought of it that way," Nikki continued. 
"But I guess I am raping him!  I never thought a male
rape was possible, but I guess that's what I'm doing."

"Of course you are raping him!" Stephanie spoke the
obvious.  "You are taking advantage of his male sex
organ and controlling his sexual function.  That is
exactly what a male rape is!"

Nikki laughed some more.  "I just never thought of it
that way, but you're right!  I'm raping Jonathan.  I'm
doing a male rape!"

"Yes, you are raping his cock," Stephanie repeated
because she liked the sound of the words.  "Or at
least that is what I call one form of a male rape. 
There is another.  Maybe we can try the other type
tomorrow night."

"You mean!" Nikki turned to her in shock, almost
unable to finish.  "You mean .  .  .  from behind!"

"Yes, that's right," Stephanie confirmed her
suspicion.  "There are actually two methods of raping
a man.  You can forcibly jack him off, or you can fuck
him up the ass.  Maybe tomorrow night I can loan you
my strap on dildo and you can try the more favored
method."

Nikki looked at his cock and then back to Stephanie. 
"Tomorrow night?" She spoke impatiently.  "Why do I
have to wait until tomorrow night?  Why can't I fuck
him up the ass right now."

Stephanie stepped back with surprise.  She had created
a monster.

She heard Jonathan at the same time.  He let out a low
moan, and when she looked up he was shaking his head. 
He obviously didn't want to be butt fucked tonight,
although it really didn't matter.  It wasn't as though
he could do anything about it.

Stephanie seriously considered the suggestion for a
moment, but then thought it better to wait a day. 
Jonathan had already been through quite a bit, and it
would be better to ramp her up slowly, like most young
girls.

"Tomorrow night!" Stephanie laid down the rules.  "We
will take it one step at a time.  Tonight, I let you
have his cock.  And tomorrow night, I will hand over
his ass for you to do with as you wish."

"Oh yes!" Nikki spoke as she gave him a hard slap on
the behind.

"So for tonight," She finished her instruction.  "Go
ahead and finish off his cock.  The reason I came down
is to check if you are ready to watch him squirt yet."

"Oh no!" Nikki agreed.  "Please, not yet!  I'm not
done playing with him yet.  I want to play with his
pecker for awhile longer."

"Do not worry!" Stephanie tried to reassure her.  "I
am not telling you to stop now!  I will let you play
on Jonathan's cock for a while longer, but remember
you do have to get to bed soon.  I won't let you play
with your sex toy all night."

"I understand!" Nikki nodded her head.  "I promise to
be done real soon.  I just want to pump on his pole
for a little longer, and then maybe suck on it for a
while too!  I've never sucked on a man's thing before.
 I've always wanted to know what it would feel and
taste like in my mouth!  And I want to stroke on it
some more too!"

Jonathan let out another low moan.  Nikki heard it,
and then she tried to imagine what was going through
his mind.  He was already horny as hell and
desperately wanted to eject, and now a young virgin
girl wanted to suck on his organ too.  It was a good
thing he was so well trained.

"Very well," Stephanie agreed.  "I'll give you another
twenty minutes, but no more."

"No!" Jonathan suddenly cried out without permission. 
It was the first word he said to her in a long time. 
"No, please!  Not twenty minutes!" He almost cried.

Stephanie turned to leave.

"Please Stephanie!  No!" He continued to cry. 
"Please, don't leave!  Please, don't leave me alone
with Nikki any longer.  Oh God!  Her hand is bad
enough.  I won't be able to take her mouth too!  Oh,
you don't know what she's going to do to my cock if
you leave."

Stephanie could tell by his words there was no
possible way he was going to last another twenty
minutes, which gave her an idea.

"Oh, and by the way," She turned to see his organ
already grasped by Nikki's hand.  "Just in case he
does cumm before he is giving permission, I need you
to punish him for me."

Jonathan let out an audible moan.

Nikki smiled.  "Punish him?" She asked back.

"Yes, punish him," Stephanie told him.  "It is always
best if the punishment is immediate and without delay.
 That is, if you don't mind?"

"Oh no," Nikki continued smiling.  "I don't mind at
all!  I think I might even like to punish him,
depending on what the punishment is?"

"His balls!" Stephanie said simply.  "I want you to
punish him with his balls."

Jonathan let out another moan.  He knew what the
punishment would be.

"If you think he is about to cumm before you give him
permission," Stephanie went on to explain.  "I want
you to grab his nuts by your hand.  And then, if he
does cumm, I want you to squeeze down on him."

"Oh no!" Jonathan cried.  "Please, not that!"

"Oh yes!" Nikki voiced her opposite opinion.  "You
mean his nuts, I assume?  You mean I'm supposed to
squeeze down on his balls?"

"Exactly!" Stephanie answered.  "And don't be gentle
about it either.  Squeeze down hard.  If he cumms
before you give him permission, give them a hard
squeeze with your hand."

"Don't worry," Nikki spoke excitedly.  "You don't have
to worry about me.  I'll crush his balls!"

She looked up as she said it, looking up to Jonathan's
face.  He didn't say anything now, only whimpered, and
he was sweating profusely.

Stephanie ignored him.  His whimpers made her feel
very hot inside, but she forced herself to ignore him.

"Remember," She turned and resumed her trek up the
stairs.  "His begging and pleading is all part of the
act."

"I know," Nikki yelled back.

			THE END

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