Disclaimer: This story contains graphic BDsM scenes. It is intended for Mature Audiences, reader discretion is advised.
Details of prostate massage are used to enhance this story only. If you have any questions about prostate milking or prostate stimulation you should consult a doctor prior to starting this kind of activity. Prostate milking, if it isn't done correctly, can potentially lead to damaging the prostate.
A/N: Sorry for the delay. No excuses. Real Life has been kicking my ass like I am an ultimate fighter these past few weeks. I took a few too many blows to the head and gut. BRUTAL!!! All I will say is that I hate flash drives, computer memory and friends and family that get sick.
**All Characters belong to Stephenie Meyer.
Edward's POV
Idle hands…
Tuesday came and I felt like I was about to explode. It had been 6 days since I last had the opportunity to orgasm. My testicles were red and swollen, full of cum. The incredible adventure that I had been on since Bella and I had decided to experiment with chastity play had been pure torture and at the same time put ecstasy. My only respite had been during the day while I was at work, and that had been only a mild respite. Now my dick felt sweaty in the cock cage. To make matters worse, I was grouchy and irritable.
In my heightened state of arousal, every flip of the hair, every hemline that rose up on satiny thighs, cute ass encased in tight pants and every little feminine nuance drove me absolutely nuts.
Poor Angela took the brunt of abuse. She came into my office to deliver a file that I demanded earlier. She was dressed in a tight pin-striped blouse that showed off the swell of her breasts nicely.
"Here you go." She said tersely, shoving the folder in my hand.
"Thank you." I replied in kind. I was being a jerk and she didn't deserve it. "Angela wait, I'm sorry. I'm just, um…" I sighed. "I'm going through something right now."
Her frown changed "I'm sorry too. I was trying not to let your sour mood get to me. I guess I was unsuccessful. Is there anything I can do to help?"
"Only if you had the fucking key," I muttered under my breath.
"What?"
I scrambled to think of a something. "I said um, only if you knew me." I knew that I didn't make sense, but it was the best that I could come up with when thinking with just one head.
"Huh?" She scratched her head.
"Nothing Angela, you've done… enough already."
She nodded and turned and I watched her ass sashay out the room.
My dick twitched.
I know little guy. It sucks being held prisoner and no Bella.
Bella hadn't spent much time with either of us since our last lesson at the Dark Whisper. I thought the whole purpose of the cock cage was to curb my desire for sex. If it was, it definitely wasn't working. It may have stopped my little head from getting inspired; but it didn't stop the thoughts from creeping in the other head. Everything and everyone looked sensual and fuckable. It didn't matter whether it was a man or a woman, young or old. It was like all I could concentrate on and think about was sex.
To make matters worse I was supposed to meet with Alice and Emmett later today. I received a call from Bella telling me that the envelope informing us of who we would be paired up with on Friday would be delivered to Emmett's store. All of the submissives were to met there for the 'grand' opening. I smirked at the mysteriousness of it.
It would be nice to be paired with Jasper, knowing him the way I do. I knew I could please him. I had done it so many times before in the past. Remembering our past dalliances brought a smile to my face. But after Friday's confrontation between Jasper and Master Carlisle I was no longer sure. There was no way I wanted to jump in that J.A.C. storm that was brewing. You had to be blind, deaf and completely insane to do that.
Now I hoped I got Bella. Rosalie scared me.
I shuddered thinking about what would happen to me if I didn't please her, but then again, I was up for a challenge.
I sat back in my chair and closed my eyes. My thoughts quickly turned to how I could please the blonde Amazon.
I imagined her in a wide-gauge fishnet bodysuit underneath black leather pants, low-slung on her hip bones and tight as a second skin, skimming toned thighs, bunching at her ankles just above black fuck-me stilettos.
I was kneeling in my submissive pose and she walked around to stand in front of me. She gave me one simple command. "Undress me. Take these pants off of me." She thrust her hips forward, presenting me the pull to her zipper. "But don't you dare touch my skin with your hands."
I imagined my hands shaking as I carefully unbuttoned the leather and slid the zipper down. Peeling the folds back, I savored the mixed smell of leather and her arousal. My hands ran over the slick, warm, taut leather on her hips. Carefully, I pulled the unzipped folds to roll the leather down over her hips, the weight sending them sliding to pool at her feet. She lifted one foot and then the other for me to pull the pants over her shiny black stilettos.
Now only sheathed in her fishnet-covered lingerie, she bent over in front of me to stare into my eyes, gripping my chin, holding me steady. She used one of her hands to rub down to her crotch. I flicked my eyes to where her hand was to watch. She pulled apart the fishnet and I soon realized that her outfit was made to come apart for access. She pulled the sides apart for me to see her finger slide into her slit.
"And now you're going to slide your fingers into me, at least two. Stroke me and lick me until I come all over your face, boy. I'm not sure how many times will be enough. We'll see. And then.... Then, I'm going to show you how well you did. You're going to like this, aren't you?"
I felt myself nodding in my daydream and a wide grin crossing my face. I shifted uncomfortably in my seat. I swallowed hard.
When she saw me nod, she smiled, and stepped forward to straddle my body, pulling my head into her crotch. I breathed in heavily. I could almost smell her arousal in my dream. I had to bend at an uncomfortable angle to keep my face pressed into her slick wet pussy. My tongue reached deep to find her clit and opening.
I trembled from disappointment when I felt my tongue streak out of my mouth searching to feel the fathom Rose and there was nothing there.
Damn. I need some pussy bad.
I stood up abruptly, knocking the forgotten file to the floor. This line of thinking was not helping my balls.
I got to concentrate. I have to concentrate. Stop thinking about your dick. Stop thinking with your dick. I chanted as I paced the floor of my office.
What time is it? Three o' clock. Okay, three hours before I have to leave to meet Emmett and Alice.
I sucked in a deep breath of air and exhaled. I shook my upper body and my arms. I began psyching myself out.
Alright, I can do this. I can do this.
I picked up the dropped file, sat back down at my desk and finished reconciling the expense reports for training. The pep talk worked. The shrill buzzing of the phone ringing broke my concentration.
"Edward Masen speaking. How can help you?
"Hi Edward," Alice's chirpy voice responded. "I was just calling you to remind you about tonight's meeting. It's already 5:30 and you are still in the office."
"Shit! Sorry Alice. Thanks Alice. Time got away from me. I'm leaving now." I hung up the phone. I saved my data on the spreadsheet that I was working on and shut down my laptop. I threw the file in my briefcase along with my laptop.
The office was quiet, mostly everyone had left already. I punched the call button to the elevator.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. I didn't feel like running down 20 flights of stairs but if the elevator didn't come soon, I would have to. Heaven smiled on me and the bell dinged announcing the arrival of the elevator. The doors opened and I quickly got in. I pushed the button for the parking garage and the close door button simultaneously. I rocked back and forth on my heels as I watched the numbers tick slowly from twenty to parking level one. When the doors opened I sprinted to my car.
I was fortunate that Emmett's sporting goods store and warehouse was only a few blocks north of my office building heading towards the suburbs. Rush hour traffic unfortunately hinder me from getting there quickly.
I arrived at his shop with only two minutes to spare. I found an empty parking space near the door. I sprinted out. I missed being hit by mere inches. I ran inside locking my doors to the Volvo on my way in.
"How nice of you to join us," Alice smirked as she perused a rack of women's workout wear.
"Thanks," I said breathily, a bit winded from my sprint.
"Hey guys." Emmett greeted us. He was dressed in a grey and red jogging suit with matching Nikes. "Come on back."
"Now?" Alice asked. She looked around and the store was full of people.
"Yeah. I have a pretty competent staff and if they need me, they know how to reach me. Don't worry. My private office is on the second floor and it's completely secure." We followed him to the elevator where he pulled out a key to turn it on. We all filled in and made the short trip to the second level. When we exited he turned and locked the elevators back.
Alice and I both looked at him quizzically.
A huge boyish grin crossed his face. "That's so we won't be disturbed. That's the only way in here besides the fire escape."
"Oh." Alice and I said at the same time.
He led us into his private sanctuary. The front room housed a professional grade pool table on one side of the massive room and a massage table on the other. He led us through this room to his office. There were two chairs that were in front of his massive desk which Alice and I sat in and he simply walked right between us and grabbed an ominous looking box from off of his desk.
"Here's the package." He held it up for us to look at before pulling himself up to sit on the edge of his desk, with the box in his lap.
"It's heavy." He said matter-of-factly.
"Well, what are you waiting for?" Alice asked.
He ripped the seal from off the box. He started pulling the contents out of the box and set each one on his desk. He pulled out a brick of wax, a small warming dish that looked like a crock pot, strips of cotton, massage oil, a small box of gloves, a small stack of hand towels, two bottles filled with something, a chain holding a key and another seal envelope.
We each looked at each other confused.
"Well, go on, open the envelope." Alice encouraged.
Emmett opened the envelope and pulled out the letter. He read over it before blanching.
Alice and I both looked at each in wonder.
When Emmett didn't say anything, I was the first to break the silence, "Well?!!"
"We are all to get naked and Alice is to milk you and I am to wax Alice."
"What?" Alice and I both shrieked in unison and stood to our feet.
"Let me see that!" We said in stereo again, both of us reaching for the papers at the same time.
Emmett hid the papers behind his back like he was a child.
"Sit down. I knew you wouldn't believe me so Carlisle included a copy for each of us."
Alice and I both sat back down in our seats and Emmett distributed the copies.
I read my copy.
Pets:
You need to be shaved and/or waxed and show ready for Friday. You are to be completely bare. This is your first step in the process of pleasing me. Emmett will make sure that you are all properly prepared as he is both a licensed esthetician and massage therapist. I have included the necessary materials to ensure that my request is properly obeyed. He knows what to do.
Emmett will be the keeper of the key to Alice's chastity belt and he will return it to me on Friday.
Alice, this will be your opportunity to get to know Edward better. You indicated on your form that you knew how to stimulate the prostate. You will milk Edward's prostate to empty his sac of semen. I have included detailed instructions, if you need them, on the next page. I have included lube just for this purpose. Emmett you are to pay close attention to this as you will be called upon to do this for Edward from time to time.
This quasi lesson is being used to promote unity among you. Share and learn from it. I trust that my instructions will be obeyed. If you feel that you cannot perform your responsibilities you are free to call me with your safe word. Now get completely naked and complete your tasks.
Master Carlisle.
"You're an esthetician." I cocked an eyebrow at Emmett.
"I get to see a lot of pussy. Women pay me to see it, touch it and feel it." He cocked an eyebrow back.
He found his target and hit the mark. "Touché," I responded.
We all laughed.
"So is anybody uncomfortable with this?"
"Yes." Alice and I both admitted.
"Do either of you want to use your safe word?" He asked looking at the both of us.
"No. I mean both of you have already seen me naked." I acknowledged.
"But this is the first time we have seen each other naked outside of the Dark Whisper." He pointed out.
"True," Alice agreed.
"Do you want to use your safe word?" I asked Emmett.
He shook his head no. "So you ready to do this?" He asked.
"Here?" Alice asked.
"Why not?" He responded by shrugging out of his jacked and pulling his polo over his head.
Alice and I both followed his lead and divested ourselves of all our clothes and folded them neatly in our chairs and Emmett placed his on his desk.
We stood around awkwardly looking at each other. I had a burning question for Alice.
"Does it hurt?" I asked, motioning towards her chastity belt.
"No, not really. It pinches at times if I bend at an awkward angle, but other than that, not really."
We both turned and looked at Emmett.
"Because Rose would cut my dick off if I even thought about it. That alone is a deterrent for me. I mean she's got me so scared of my own shadow, that if I even glance at another woman I have to look over my shoulder to make sure she isn't there. That alone is a deterrent. Plus that's one of the things that I put as a hard limit." He shivered. He nodded at me, "What about you?"
Before I could answer, Alice looked at me and exclaimed. "Oh. My. Gosh Edward, your balls are huge! They look so heavy and full."
"Thanks for noticing. They are." I stated the obvious.
"Your balls do look massive man," Emmett noticed.
I glared at him. Emmett being a guy, I thought that he would understand. "I've been denied orgasms for almost a week now; what do you expect?" I said before cupping myself.
"Sorry dude." He clapped his hands and rubbed them together. "Okay who wants to go first?"
"Well I guess since all eyes are on me and my balls, I guess I'll go first." I volunteered.
"Now that that's settled, let's take this to the outer office." He swept everything off of his desk and into the box. We all followed him wordlessly to the other room.
He plugged up the wax warmer and placed it on top of a mini fridge and dropped the wax in.
"Go get on the massage table." Emmett ordered.
Alice followed behind me carrying the massage oil, lube and the box of gloves and she set them on a stand near the massage table.
I began to panic. I'd never had my prostate massaged and milked before and I was going to have it done by Alice, in front of Emmett.
"You need to relax Edward." Alice ordered as if sensing my trepidation. "It's not entirely healthy for you to build up all that semen inside of you without getting to expend it, so I am going to empty your balls, and when I'm done you'll feel so much better. Trust me." She said with a devious grin as she put on a glove and snapped it.
"Have you done this before Alice?" I asked nervously.
"A few times," She admitted. "With an old boyfriend, but he wasn't in a cock cage. It shouldn't be that much different and he loved it."
"Edward you need to roll on your side. Emmett, I'll need you to get a bucket or trashcan and place it there." She ordered with clinical like professionalism. "When you're done you need to come and stand by me and put this on."
Emmett did as he was told and stood behind me with Alice.
"Hand me the oil." Alice said.
With one hand she slowly began to massage oil onto my testicles, one at time, and then both of them together. Her touch was gentle, knowing how sore I was. Gradually they along with the rest of my body began to relax. She then began to rub oil onto and around my perineum pushing in on it and making small circles towards my my puckered rosebud, but never quite reaching the spot I wanted her. I am sure it winked at her a couple of times.
The tease.
She mumbled something I couldn't quite make out, and all of a sudden I felt lube being rubbed on and in me. Finally. She slid in a solitary finger in.
I sucked in a deep breath and it came out in a hiss. All of my pleasure sensors were awakened.
She then started fucking me with her finger, pumping it in and out and turning it. My caged member gyrated on it's own as she kept the pace slow and languid.
What was she doing to me? "Not helping Alice." I groaned.
"Sorry. Just trying to get you relaxed for what's to come next," she said without stopping.
"It's not working. In fact, it's having the opposite effect." My body started to tense from the stimulation she was giving me.
She didn't stop.
"Okay Emmett. I am not sure how much you know about your prostate. It is very important to a man's health and well-being. It needs proper manipulation and stimulation. I know you know it's found inside your rectum. But did you know that when you guys haven't ejaculated in a long enough time, you can massage it and force semen out? And it will either drip, leak or pour straight out of your cock." Alice stated all clinical and professional.
My dick wanted to get hard but couldn't being restrained in the cock cage. I was sure there would be some bruising from the strain.
"It really is a shame," Alice said. "He can't cum with his cock cage on, but this is the next best thing." Alice continued working her finger in and out of me. My ass clenched around it each time she withdrew. She maintained a steady rhythm, slowly driving me insane, before adding a second one. She slid her fingers in closed, but when she drew them out I could feel her spread them out a scissor like fashion as she rotated and turned her hand.
Emmett must have noticed what she was doing. He cleared his throat. "What are you doing?" He asked.
"Stretching him," she answered plainly.
"For what?" He asked.
"For you; you're going to join me." She answered plainly as if it was obvious.
"What?!" Emmet and I both asked at the same time and I immediately clamped down hard around her fingers.
"Shush, Edward," She admonished me.
"Emmett, how do you expect to do this if you don't know what to feel for?"
"I, ah, oh…" He said making the connection.
She withdrew her fingers from me and I was instantly disappointed and I started to pout. I was so on the edge and I felt like I was missing out on something. I heard her squirt more lube and she eased her fingers back into me repeating the process. I felt like I wanted to explode.
"Now, like I was saying." She continued. "We only need to go in two and a half, three inches. So, for you that will be about the second knuckle on your finger. Now, when you are in you are going to curl your finger like a hook, as if you are telling, me or in Edward's case, his prostate, cum here. Ready to join me?"
"Edward, you need to relax hon." She beseeched.
Then I felt two fingers going in and exploring my ass. They moved in unison. I wanted to hump the air. The constrasting feeling of having the two of them inside of me was more than I was willing to wrap my brain around. I never would have thought that I would have Bella's roommate or some guy that I had met two weeks ago fingering my ass. I wasn't complaining.
"Now remember, we only need to go two to three inches in, and we're feeling for an odd shaped lump about the size of a walnut." Together they progressed inside of me until they hit my prostate causing my dick to jump.
I growled.
"Yep," said Alice, "that must be it." She giggled. "Now that we have found it we can start massaging his prostate. All we need to do is curl our fingers like I showed you. Press gently so…" Their fingers hit my spot over and over again. My dick tingled and my toes curled. "And viola…"
Every time they lightly grazed over my prostate I arched my back in pure unadulterated bliss. "Uhhhhhhh… ohhhhhhh… fffffuck… that feels soooooo good." I moaned.
I felt my dick leaking fluid through the tip of my dick. After a minute or so it felt like something was really dripping out of me.
"There we go, now it's starting," Alice said. "Every time we do this we manipulate the gland so that it will force out more of his stored up jizz."
I could feel them move together in many different patterns. Left and then right, up then down, and a couple of diagonal strokes each time they pumped their fingers in to me. Each time they changed directions I whimpered.
I was horny beyond belief. My balls ached and my cock felt like it was going to break out of its prison. I felt like convulsing. I wanted to fuck what wasn't there. I was so incredibly close to orgasm, so close! If I could get just one touch to my dick, just one: I'd explode into a million pieces. But I was kept on that precipice forever. I could feel more cum coming out, a steady torrent that flowed nonstop. They continued to work me over.I couldn't control the semen flowing freely now from my cock.
"See Emmett? It's all coming out as one long stream and we can milk it all out. It will totally relieve all of the pressure that he's under if you know what I mean," she giggled at her joke.
"It is unfortunate that this denies him the pleasure of a true orgasm, but from what I am told it keeps him as close on edge as possible." She added.
"MmHmm," I mumbled in agreement. In the beginning I was humiliated that they were experimenting on me like a science project. But the overwhelming sense of release and relief instantly cancelled out that train of thought. I have no idea how long it lasted but suddenly I felt my erection going away.
"There," Alice said after about 10 minutes of dual manipultation and soonafter they both pulled out. She then smacked my ass. "You are all done."
"Unnngh." Was all I could manage. I was slightly disappointed that I didn't get to enjoy the orgasm I had waited so long for. I turned on my back and stretched out on the massage table. I was drained, literally, and I didn't have to do anything.
"Wow, that is a lot of cum," Emmett said as he moved the trashcan away from the table. He helped me get up.
I felt a little dizzy but the weight that my balls previous had was greatly diminished. All that was left a mild soreness and disappointment that I couldn't achieve orgasm the natural way. That aside it was good to know that I could go to them to help me out when I needed it.
"Thanks." I said to them both.
"Anytime." Alice smiled.
"So Alice you ready?" Emmett asked as he wiped down the massage table.
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