I helped her off the table since the ordeal seemed to drain her. I positioned the chair so she could observe what I was going to do to the first volunteer. I sat her down and kissed her, gently squeezing the bruise marked breasts. She shuddered and slumped into the chair, content from the orgasm and obviously still feeling the ache of the zippering.
I helped the plugged and evacuated lady up onto the table. I had her lay on her back with feet pulled back and knees spread. I scooted her towards me so that her head hung down off the edge of the table. I had one of the onlookers find a wastebasket and bring it to me. While that was being done, I took out the instruments for the next scene. When the woman returned with a wastebasket, I placed it on the floor under her head, just in case it was needed.
She looked lovely, head bent back, throat exposed and in position. I stroked her throat
lovingly, running my fingers along the length of it. I think some in the crowd had an idea
what was going to happen, but I knew they had no inkling of how it was going to be
executed. The scene materialized as I took off my pants and shorts. With her head bent
back and throat aligned, it was a natural.
Before I started, I needed two more items from the valise. Gasps emitted from some of
the audience when they saw what was being retrieved. The sterile packages were self-explanatory as well as the bottle of disinfectant and sterile swabs. I solicited two
volunteers to hold her arms down alongside the table legs, it was extremely important
that her upper torso remain immobile.
I moved into position and placed my cock on her lips, which immediately opened to
allow entrance. I pushed in part way and let her work on the head, sucking and covering
it with her saliva. Her tongue was working wonders, my cock was already hard but she
was making it rock hard. This went on for some time and then I couldn't wait.
I coated one of the swabs with disinfectant and carefully swabbed both nipples, if anyone
was in doubt of what was coming next they had to be blind. I tore open one of the
packages, took out the 20-gauge needle normally used for large injections. I pushed my
cock to the back of her mouth, and then holding her left nipple with my left thumb and
forefinger, I placed the needle on the side of her nipple with my right thumb and
forefinger. She winched a little when she felt the sharp tip, but didn't protest.
With steady pressure I pushed the needle through her nipple. She opened her mouth wide
to scream but I took the opportunity of an open throat to push my cock all the way in
until my balls were against her nose. The pain in her nipple overrode any gag reflex, I
doubt if she even knew what was happening. Her muscle reflexes in her legs lifted her
hips straight up however.
Gradually she came back from her pain-induced semi-coma. Now she was starting to gag
on my cock in her throat. I pulled out to allow her to breathe. She turned her head and
spit out the accumulation of saliva in her mouth, but was in control and didn't vomit
which was what I was concerned about.
I tore open the second package and she knew now what that meant. Being a sub who
desired to please, when I placed my cock on her lips, she opened them willingly, even
though she knew of the intense pain that would follow.
I pushed my slimy cock into her mouth, no need to wait for her to coat it for this
intrusion. She shuttered as I took her right nipple in my fingers, and when she felt the
needle tip being placed on her nipple, she clamped her lips down on my cock.
Nodding to the volunteers to clamp her arms tightly, I slowly pushed the needle through
her right nipple. It was different this time; she opened her throat, but not to scream, to
allow my cock to burrow into her throat. With my cock once again buried in her throat, I
reached down and felt the stretched flesh; I could just barely feel the tip of my cock.
Her hips had elevated with the piercing, but not as extreme as the first time. Now she
wasn't gagging, but swallowing which was milking my cock in a most delicious way. I
had to pull out, it was too intense and I didn't want to cum yet.
I left the head of my cock in her mouth and cupped her face in my hands in a gesture of
admiration. She purred in response to my salutation. I motioned to the volunteers to
release her arms, and then helped her to slide down so her buttocks were at the other end
of the table. I bent down to kiss her, a deep romantic kiss, tongues battling in a war of
lust. Then I walked down to the opposite end of the table and admired the sight before
me. Her legs were spread exposing her distended labia as well as the tail ending at the
plug in her anus.
I pulled the plug out of her anus and pushed my cock into the dilated orifice. The
sphincter was stretched and allowed easy entry. The coating of the inner walls with the
oil made a warm slippery tunnel that was easily penetrated. I pushed her legs back to
allow full penetration. When my pelvis met her buttocks, we were locked completely. I
remained motionless, reveling in the feeling of total control.
Reaching up, I grabbed her breasts, one in each hand, being careful to avoid the needles.