Femdom Island

Suddenly, I felt her! I felt her on my cock! Lori casually reached over and brushed her fingers against the side of my engorged erection.

"Very nice," She complimented. "Are you sure it's only a little over eight inches in length?"

I did not answer her question. I could not answer.

She brushed against my cock harder, forcing it to point in one direction and then the other. I was too surprised to move, or maybe it was because I was just too embarrassed. In any case, I simply stood there, frozen in place, too surprised to do anything as Lori used her fingers to play with my hard shaft like it was a convenient toy.

"Wow!" She spoke in amazement. "That feels really hard! Do you know that you really have a tremendous hard-on?"

Of course I knew, but I didn't tell her. I remained silent.

Meanwhile, Lori continued to play with my cock. She moved from forcing it back and forth to playing with it up and down. She pushed down on it, let go, and then watched as it sprung back up to its naturally erect position. I knew other woman watched too, but I was not brave enough to look around to check how many there were.

"Wow! That really feels nice!" Lori complimented as she played. "Your cock looks even longer when I point it straight out. It's got to be like nine inches long. I'll have to take your measurements later."

An erotic picture formed in my mind. It was of Lori with a ruler, and she was holding the ruler along the side of my cock. I suddenly had no doubt she would soon be measuring my length.

"But I still want to know," She continued playing with my cock. "I really want to know John. What if I was the Jacker?"

"Please!" I did not want to answer.

"Oh John!" She yelped in surprise quiet loudly before I get the chance. The yelp came as her fingers brushed against the tip of my cock.

I knew the reason for her surprise. She felt my wetness.

"That's nice! That's very, very nice," Lori complimented. "I like that John! I can feel you are even more excited than you look. I can tell what your answer is going to be already, but tell me anyway. I want to hear you say it."

I stayed frozen in place as Lori kept her fingers on my erect organ. I considered backing up or turning, but then she wrapped her fingers around tight and took the choice away from me. My heart skipped a beat and I jumped back in shock, but she held firm. I couldn't believe it.

"Oh John!" She spoke in a low, sexy voice. "I know the answer because I can feel you creaming. But I want to hear it. Do you want me to jack you off right here and now?"

"Oh God Lori!" I panted. "I don't believe this."

"That's what I thought!" Lori responded. "Because the two of us are up next."

I thought I must have heard things. I thought I only imagined her words in the excitement of the moment.

"What?" I had to ask.

She did not answer. Instead, she turned to face back up to the stage. Her eyes moved away, but her hand remained gripped solidly around my big erection.

"Watch!" She spoke as though nothing was out of the ordinary and we were just a normal man and woman having a conversation. "This is the part I like the best. There's only two minutes left and she is trying to pump out his last drop of cumm milk. They call this the sprint.

We stood side-by-side and watched. Lori stood fully clothed. I stood totally naked. An excited cock stood upright and at attention before me. Lori kept her hand around it, holding it like she owned it.

In a way, I liked her hand around my shaft. It felt good. It made me feel wildly erotic, and at the same time it offered a small amount of cover in front of all the women surrounding us. The palm of her hand served to cover the base of my cock, although the head and several inches of manhood continue to poke out. I suppose it was like wearing a small amount of clothing, even though she offered no cover for my balls or my mushroom cock-head.

But in another way, it made me feel so demeaning. It made me feel like a farm animal. I was nothing more than a slave; not quite human.

On stage, the poor man was hard again, and the woman was stroking his dick in frenzy.

"What did you just say?" I asked Lori to repeat her earlier words.

"I said we're next," She casually took a glance down at me. "I entered the two of us in the competition." And then she paused to clarify. "Well, mostly I entered you, I suppose, since you will be doing most of the performing."

"I don't believe it!" I spoke in utter disbelief.

She casually looked at the watch on the opposite arm as the one holding me. "Let's go! We need to get up front so they can start strapping you down."

She pulled at my cock. At first I resisted. I remained standing in place. Her hand almost slipped off, but not quite.

"Come on John! You don't have a choice," She squeezed down on my cock and pulled harder. "If you don't go up voluntarily, I will call the umpires and they will drag you up; kicking and screaming if necessary."

I noticed her make a glance over to the umpires in charge of strapping down the men. Out of the corner of my eye I saw three big, muscular women who would have no trouble getting me up to the stage.

"Do you realize what you are doing?" I asked.

"I most certainly do John," Lori replied succinctly. "I know exactly what I'm doing. I'm going to take you up on stage, tie you down with leather straps, and forcibly jack you off in public."

She squeezed my cock even harder and then yanked on it. I was forced to take a step forward. "Come on John," She glanced down at my waist as she said it. "I can see you are all ready to go, so lets go."

She gave my cock another yank, making it feel like she might pull it completely out of my body if I fail to follow. "Please Lori," I tried to get her to change her mind, but I was only forced to do what she wanted.

Lori used my cock as though it was a convenient handle. She pulled me along behind her. "Please Lori! Please!" I tried to get her to stop. I tried to at least slow her down. I wanted to give my erection a chance to deflate, but the stage was only a few meters away. It took less than a minute, and we were already walking up the steps.

The poor, helpless, and thoroughly drained young man up on stage was finally done. After the last few drops came drooling out, they untied the straps and lifted him up. He looked like he was about to pass out.

"Our next contestant is Lori with her prize stud, John," I heard my name over the loudspeaker.

"Oh God Lori! No!" I begged her harder. "It was bad enough that you looked! You can't jerk me off too!"

Looking at the drained young man being led from stage, I began to realize that in another 30 minutes I would be in the same condition.

Lori bent me over the milking stall. I thought about resisting, but figure what was the point? The umpires stood near. I knew they would help if she had any trouble.

"Oh God Lori! Don't do this to me!" I continued to beg even as I felt the leather straps go around my ankles. I kept thinking she would change her mind, but her actions did not hint of any impending changes.

"Don't be embarrassed," She whispered into my ear as she knelt down to shackle my arms, first one arm and then the other. I felt the leather straps tighten around my wrists.

'Don't be embarrassed!' I yelled to myself. This wasn't embarrassing. It was complete humiliation. I couldn't help wonder how many times she was going to make me eject.

"It's not important if we win or not," She told me. "I just want to make a good showing."

Lori had to let go of my shaft in order to tie me down. The absence of her hand felt like a sudden vacuum. I found myself wanting her to grab it again - or at least my cock certainly did. My attempt to soften it was an utter disaster. It felt rock hard and fully erect instead, even harder than before. Even as she shackled down my legs and arms, I already started to imagine how pleasant it would feel to be jacked off. My cock certainly needed it, but I just wished it wasn't in front of so many people.

"Nice and long," The announcer spoke just after Lori let go. "We'll see if what they say about the long ones is true!"

The countdown began. Together, the announcer gave the countdown along with the entire audience. Ten, nine, eight, they yelled out together. My cock began to throb in anticipation of what it was about to go through. The most I had ever jerked off was twice in one night. Now, Lori was going to attempt to do me twice or maybe even three times in only a half-hour. I braced myself for the impact.

"Three, two, one."

Suddenly, she began. Lori grabbed my rock hard cock and began. This time, however, she did not hold her hand steady on my cock. Instead, she wrapped her fingers around the circumference of my shaft and immediately moved down the length.

"Oh John!" She cried out.

I felt myself pre-cumm almost immediately.

"Oh John!" She cried out again. "You are even hornier than I thought."

I quickly became even wetter.

"What an excellent pre-cummer," I heard the voice of one of the women from the front row critique my sexual performance.

"It looks like we have a real squirter here," Another said.

"Milk him good," Yelled out yet a third.

Lori took the women up on their advice. She squeezed harder and I felt myself approach my first public orgasm. I began to moan in unison with Lori's stroking hand. I occasionally let out a few grunts of satisfaction.

Despite the humiliation, I became increasingly aroused. I felt myself coming closer and closer to my first public ejaculation. Even worse, there was nothing I could do to stop it.

"Here he comes," Lori announced just when I could not stand it any more. I don't know how she knew, but I figure she must have felt some kind of increased swelling of my throbbing member.

The feeling became stronger. It was as though my cock primed itself to let go.

But then, just when I thought I am going to do it, Lori let go. Her hand left my cock.

I laid on the edge of release. I felt my cock shudder and then throb in anticipation. I think it actually move on its own, convulsing and quivering at the edge of a massive discharge.

"Oh John!" Lori spoke in astonishment. "Look at it go! I've never seen a cock go like that before."

I realized what she saw. All the women saw it. Without Lori's hand to provide cover, every woman in the audience had a clear view of my convulsing cock. The audience watched my cock move as it prepared itself. One woman even screamed.

For a short moment, I thought Lori stopped too soon. My hard cock continued to convulse. It seemed as though it continued to convulse for nearly a full minute, but it was hard to tell the passage of time when in such a heightened state of arousal. All I knew was that my cock desperately wanted to explode, but the removal of Lori's hand robbed it of the opportunity.

"I've never seen a guy move like that," Lori reminded me of my public forum. "God, you've got a hot cock!"

But then I thought of all the women. I thought about all the strange women who were looking at my throbbing erection. I realized they would soon get to witness my most private of sexual functions. One of them made a comment about the way she liked to see cocks move on their own. Another said it looked like a rocket getting ready to launch. I thought Lori might have stopped too soon and nothing would happen, but then a second later I did it. I took a deep grunt and let myself explode.

I heard the crowd of at least two-dozen women clap at the sight of my erupting cock. "One, Two," They yelled in unison with each squirt of my sperm. "Three," and then a more surprised "Four!" and then "Five!"

I couldn't believe what was happening to me. I was performing my most private sexual function in front of a group of strange women. My cock was throbbing and squirting in front of their eyes.

And I couldn't believe how much I did it! My cock exploded into the biggest cumm of my life. A stream of jism spurted forth, and then another, and then yet another. It was as though I hadn't cummed in a month, and all of a sudden I cummed all my spent up sperm all at once. I think the public nature of the event further added to the intensity.

By the time it was all over, I was out of breath and panted in exhaustion. Sweat dripped off my body.

"Very good John," Lori spoke, sounding genuinely impressed. I noticed the direction of her voice had changed. I no longer heard her behind me. Instead, her voice originated from my side.

"Oh God!" I cried out after I turned my head and saw where she sat. She was kneeling on the ground to my side. She was sitting and watching. I realize Lori had been watching the entire time. I realized she changed position to get a better view of my performance, and she had the best view in the house!

"Very, very good!" She complimented with added enthusiasm. "That was a really nice. A very healthy load, one of the best I've ever seen, but I bet you still have more left."

"Oh no!" I cried out at the realization that it wasn't over yet. "Oh no Lori, please!"

She refused to listen. She acted as though she never heard me. Instead, I watched as she reached forward to take me again. This time she went for my nuts. Before I had a chance to recover, I felt her fingers wrap themselves around my balls.

"What a nice set of nads," She complimented me on my balls, saying it plenty loud enough so the whole audience could hear. "They are so nice and big! His nads feel like they have lots more milk left."

"Oh yes!" Someone in the audience encouraged her.

"Jerk him some more," Another shouted.

I listened to the women as they cried out for me to be masturbated. A small part of my mind hoped Lori would ignore them, but deep down I knew she would not.

She did not start up on me right away. I discovered her technique was to give me a brief rest, but she did not completely allow me to rest. Instead, her fingers continued their busy assault upon my balls. My nuts, or "nads" as she called them, hung low due to my bent-over position. Lori took advantage of the situation and took her time playing with them. She seemed to get a trill out of moving them all around.

"That's enough for now," She decided to stop about two or three minutes later. "That's enough of your nads for now. I better get back to my more important job."

I felt her fingers pull away my balls only to return to my shaft. She never gave me a chance to soften. I could tell that I was still pretty hard.

She began right away. As soon as she had hold of my shaft, Lori went back to masturbating. I had never been pumped so soon before. I never thought it possible, but then I was never in a position where I had no other choice either.

To my amazement, I grew hard again. My cock seemed to want it.

"Very good John!" Lori complimented. "You're even hornier than I thought!"

My cock inflated again to its full length. Lori wisely let go and gave it a chance to elongate to its full length, and then she went right back to stroking it again.

The second time, I noticed, she stroked a lot faster. I also noticed my shaft was a lot wetter. At first I thought it was pre-cumm, but then I realized it was instead the sperm that hadn't quite made it out of the tip. Lori was able to pump me with a combination of both pre-cumm and sperm.

Lori pumped and stroked me, but she didn't do ordinary pumps and strokes. Instead, she really went at it. She attempted to jerk off my cock with such intensity I had a hard time believing I was capable of withstanding it.

Naturally, she had to jerk on me for a long time. Due to my previous ejection, she had to put a lot of effort into it - and she did! I couldn't believe how much effort she used. It was as though she disparately wanted me to shoot my load again - which I suppose was exactly what she did want.

I think she pumped on my boner for about ten minutes straight before I started to feel it.

"Oh Lori!" I cried out against my better judgment.

"Oh John!" She gleefully replied. "I knew you could do it. Cumm for us again. Give us another show just like the last time."

She accelerated her pace, and then she decided to squeeze down on it harder too.

"Oh Lori!" I cried out louder.

"Oh John!" She practically yelled.

I heard a few other women in the audience also cry out my name.

"Oh John, you're really horny," She then told me. "I never realized you were in such need of a milking."

I could stand it no longer. I finally had to jerk my hips down into her hand and let go.

"Oh John!" Lori cried as I ejaculated into her hand.

I think I cummed sooner than she expected, for she still had her hand around my cock when I started. Lori, however, quickly remedied the situation and let go. She let go so the rest of the audience could have a better view of my pulsating member.

"Oh John," Lori spoke from my side. "Oh, God that's hot!"

I felt my cock throb and shiver again. I felt it pulsate, and I knew that it spasmed up and down as it attempted to get off. I also knew Lori and the rest of the female audience watched it. I felt them watch it, and the direction of Lori's voice told me she watched it from only a few inches away. I didn't want to give the women such an explicit sex show, but I had no other choice.

My cock spasmed for a long time. I think it spasmed even longer than the first time. It was as though it was in desperate need of release, but there was nothing left in my dry nuts for it to release. The result only made it throb and shiver even more, which the women seem to take delight in watching.

"God that was hot!" Lori told me. "You've got the hottest cock I've ever milked."

The audience agreed and began clapping. A few of them even yelled out for one more.

"Twice in only ten minutes," Lori told me. "I might even have a chance to win!"

I gasped. 'Only ten minutes!' I couldn't believe it! I thought it was a lot longer than that! If only ten minutes had passed, than she still had twenty minutes left over for another.

Lori gave me even less time to recover after my second ejection. Almost as soon as I was done with what was essentially a dry cumm, she took hold of my boner again. I don't think she wanted to give it a chance to get soft.

I got soft anyway, but not by very much. As my cock started to get a little soft, Lori countered by pumping on it faster and whispering into my ear.

"Come on John!" She softly told me. "Come on! Just one more time!"

"Please," I tried to get her to stop. "Please, I can't take another one."

"But John!" She ignored. "You have to get hard. If you let me jack you off one more time, I'll let you fuck me tomorrow night."

Her mention of sex quickly changed the course of my cock. I had wanted to fuck Lori for a long time. I've always wanted to take her big tits in my hands and fuck her until she couldn't stand me fucking her any more. I did not think I would be in any condition tomorrow night, but I could always hope for the next night or maybe the night after. Her mention of the possibility served enough to get me aroused.

"There it is!" She let me know that she felt it. "That's the way. Come on an make it hard one more time."

"Please Lori!" I tried to get her to stop to no avail. I was not sure if I really was inflating or not. My cock felt almost numb after so much abuse. The only thing I knew for sure was the arousal I felt at the thought of fucking Lori's gorgeous body.

"Oh John, I want it so bad!" She refused to give up and continued tempting me. "I never realized what a magnificent stud you were. God, I need you to fuck me so bad!"

I heard members of the audience agree. Someone said they wanted to purchase me. The thought of a strange woman buying my sex rod got me even harder. I eventually knew for certain that I was getting hard.

"My pussy is wet for your big tool!" Lori whispered her ever-increasing temptations. "God, how I wish my tight little pussy was wrapped around your big tool right now."