The Dollmaker, Part 5 -- Justin's Training Begins

Mark visited Janice’s house each day to check on his handiwork. He was pleased with the progress Justin showed in the healing process. All swelling had disappeared on the young man’s ears, so Mark decided to remove the bandages entirely. Justin was anxious to see his new appearance – the anxiousness was mixed with excitement and trepidation. With his new short haircut that left his ears exposed, the modifications to them would be difficult to hide from public scrutiny. To prevent unnecessary shock, Mark insisted Justin be patient and refused to allow him to look in the hand mirror until Mark had finished cleaning the incisions to make them look as good as possible. The minute scabs had dried and came away with gentle cleaning. By the time Mark was finished, only faint lines indicated that anything at all had been done to each ear. Satisfied with his work, Mark handed Justin the mirror and let him see himself.

Justin examined his reflection critically – he tried to ignore how stringy his hair looked. The last time his hair had been washed had been early Saturday morning, almost five days ago. Since his surgery, he’s had nothing but sponge baths from Janice and he was eager to be allowed to take a bath or shower. Turning his attention to his ears, Justin was amazed to find the modifications were so subtle – the tops of his ears did come to a slight point, but they didn’t look freakish or extreme. He did have to admit, however, that the effect was to give him a more elfin appearance. Justin cocked his head from side to side, considering his altered appearance. Suddenly, a thought struck him – no one on campus had ever seen him with anything other than long hair. He had never pulled his hair back in a ponytail, so no one knew what the original shape of his ears was. He liked his new look and the grin splitting his face told everyone else in the room how he felt.

Mark ushered everyone but Ben from the room – he even insisted Janice wait in the hall. Returning to the bed, he pulled the sheets back exposing the mound of bandages covering Justin’s groin. Since Sunday, whenever Ben or Anita had changed the dressings, Justin had kept his eyes closed or turned his head away. For the first time, he asked that the head of the bed be raised some so he could see how he looked now. Wincing as Mark pulled the tape back, Justin licked his lips nervously. Mark was gentle and soon had the edges of the tape pulled up. He lifted the surgical bandages away and examined the operation site. It was healing much better than he expected. All redness was gone, and the surgical glue had done a fantastic job of reducing scarring to a minimum. He glanced up at Justin to see his reaction.

Justin’s eyes were large and round as he stared down at his bare groin. He didn’t know what he had really expected to see between his legs – he had been expecting a line of stitches or something. But, he hadn’t expected to see nothing at all. Well, not really nothing – there was a very thin, very faint line just barely visible between his thighs. Other than that, there was no indication anything had ever been there. He asked where the stitches were and was amazed to hear that Mark had glued him together, and that would minimize any scars. Mark explained that it wouldn’t take long before the slight red line Justin now saw would fade to a barely noticeable white scar. Mark went on to describe how he had rerouted the urethra farther back, closer to his anus, and that now Justin would have to sit down to urinate. Well, of course, Justin thought to himself – that only made sense. It suddenly struck him that having to sit down to pee had some advantages he hadn’t considered before. He’d always been uncomfortable standing at a urinal where others could watch him – now, he’d have to use the stall. He smiled to himself – another point in the plus column for being dickless.

Although Justin had been eager to have the catheter removed, he almost considered begging Mark to leave it in as the doctor began to ease it out. Mark had warned him that the removal of the catheter would sting a bit. Sting a bit, Justin thought, it burned – a lot. Then, a moment later it was all over. The burning faded quickly. Justin found his legs weak and wobbly at first as climbed out of the bed for the first time in days. Janice and Carol entered the room to find Justin taking shaky steps around the room, trying to get his stability back. He gave them a sheepish grin, a little embarrassed at being caught naked. Janice smiled and shook her head – he learn to get over that embarrassment after a while. She spoke quietly with Mark for a few minutes. The doctor glanced over at Justin and nodded as he answered her questions.

“Mark says you’re healed enough to resume your training, my little elf.” Janice said, coming over to him. “You’ve got a lot to start learning before your Spring Break is over.” She turned to Carol. “Give him a bath and get him cleaned up. After that, bring him downstairs and we can get started.” She patted Justin’s cheek and smiled. “Your real education is about to start – let’s hope you are a quick learner.”

Carol put a hand on Justin’s neck and steered him into the bathroom where she started filling the tub. Like the last bath, Carol washed every inch of Justin’s body – refusing to let him do anything other than sit in the tub and submit to her ministrations. By the time she was finished, he felt clean from head to toe and refreshed. Carol finger combed his bleached hair and re-braided his rat tail before dusting him all over with a sweet scented powder. Padding back into the bedroom, Justin was surprised to find everyone had left and that there were no clothes laying out for him. He looked around for something to put on, but Carol insisted he was fine the way he was and led him from the room. Even though he’d been in the house nearly a week now, Justin had seen very little of it. In fact, he’d only seen the main entry foyer and his suite. Now, for the first time, he was walking naked through other rooms and was given an idea of just how large and expensive the house was. Carol led him to a curving staircase that went down into what had to be the basement.

Justin stopped dead at the bottom of the stairs, staring in wonder at the room spread out before him. The floor was black tile and the walls looked like rough hewn stone blocks between timber supports. Brackets on each of the timbers had oil lamps hanging from wrought iron brackets. Right now the room was brightly lit – but Justin suspected the recessed lighting could be dimmed or turned off altogether leaving just the oil lamps for illumination. A St. Andrew’s cross stood in one of the far corners, and there were padded tables scattered around the room – all different heights and lengths, as if each served a different purpose. A padded kneeling bench near him had been fitted with what looked like a vise at the top. In the middle of everything was Janice.

Justin had never seen Janice like this outside of his imagination. She stood with her legs spread wide apart dressed in knee high leather riding boots, soft black suede riding breeches, and a billowy white silk pirate blouse open almost all the way down to her waist. A black leather collar dangled from her hand as she smiled coldly across the room.

“Like it?” Janice asked, indicating the room. “It used to be a wine cellar, but I’ve put it to much better use – don’t you think?” She strode over to her boy toy and slipped the collar around his neck, buckling it tight. “I think this is the one you were wearing in the pictures you made. I’ll bet it feels different this time around.”

“I-it does.” Justin stuttered. And it did – the feel of the cold leather band around his neck somehow felt so much different when Janice slipped it on him. It wasn’t just that she had buckled it tighter than he did – when she put it on him, it made him feel somehow more subservient than when he had put it on himself. Janice hooked a finger in the D-ring of the collar and pulled the collared boy across the room to one of the tables. Standing him against the padded edge of the table, Janice directed Carol to strap Justin’s ankles to the table legs. Stooping to her task, Carol quickly had the smooth ankles buckled into sheepskin padded cuffs. Janice pulled forward on the D-ring, causing Justin to bend at the waist and lay flat against the cold vinyl table. His wrists were strapped into padded cuffs at the other end of the table and vinyl pillow was placed under his chin forcing him to look forward. Janice knelt in front of Justin, her face level with his.

“You’re training had to wait while you healed.” Janice said, leaning forward and nipping the tip of Justin’s nose. “So you’ve got some catching up to do.” Justin started to ask what was going to be done to him, but Janice placed his index finger against his lips. “You don’t get to ask what will happen. You might not like it – but, you won’t experience anything physically harmful.”

Standing, Janice disappeared from Justin’s view. Hr tried to imagine what she would have in mind with him in this position and found his fingers and knees starting to tremble – the only thing he could think of was that Janice planned to paddle his butt. His suspicions were confirmed as Janice began rubbing her hands all over his smooth buttocks, murmuring how nice, smooth and firm they were. Despite his trepidation about what he imagined was going to happen, Justin found himself beginning to enjoy the feeling of Janice’s hands caressing his smooth, bare backside. Just then, Brian and Carol stepped in front of him.

Brian was dressed only in tight leather shorts and a leather harness crossing his chest – aside from that, he wore nothing else, not even boots or shoes. Carol was dressed more like Janice – a billowy pirate shirt, tucked into a riding skirt, and knee high boots. Something made of black latex dangled from her hand. Brian stepped forward and sank to his knees in front of Justin’s face. He took the young man’s face in his hands and mashed his lips against Justin’s, his tongue prying the college boy’s lips apart.

Justin had grown to enjoy kissing and he responded eagerly, probing Brian’s mouth with his tongue. Little sighs and moans of pleasure managed to escape his lips as both his face and butt were attended to at the same time. Suddenly, Brian broke the kiss, moving his hands to the back of Justin’s head. Raising himself slightly, he pulled the bound young man’s face to his chest.

“Brian’s lesson number two.” Brain announced. “Tit sucking … go ahead, boy – suck those tits of mine like you’ve been sucking on my tongue. Make them nice and hard.” With his face pressed tightly against Brian’s chest, Justin didn’t have much choice – he sucked on the nipple. Brian sighed in pleasure. “You are such a natural! Now, get that tongue to work – flick it across that tit. Work it.” Justin obeyed Brian’s commands and started darting his tongue all around the nipple under his lips. Behind him, Janice had changed her pattern a little – instead of just caressing the smooth cheeks in front of her, she began alternating the caresses with light slaps. Actually, the slaps were more like pats that the young man found served to intensify his mounting excitement.

Brian moved slightly to place his left nipple under Justin’s eager mouth. His strong fingers wrapped around the braided rat tail, pulling it tight. Instead of finding the pressure on his hair painful, Justin was amazed to find the feeling erotic. Without any warning, Brian stepped back – his nipples hard and swollen from all the attention they had received. Carol took his place and Justin found himself opening his mouth in anticipation of servicing her nipples – the thought made him pant in excitement. Instead, Carol fitted the latex around the lower part of his face. A strap with a hole cut out to fit his nose went up over the top of his head and attached to the straps that wrapped around the sides of his head. Carol pulled the buckles tight bringing Justin’s jaws together. Justin recognized the device as a latex facial gag – one of the items Janice wanted in her web catalog.

From behind her boy, Janice tilted her head towards a cheval mirror. Brian nodded and moved the mirror over in front of Justin so her could see his reflection. The sight of his lower face encased in tight black latex seemed to arouse the boy. Janice wasn’t concerned with his reaction to seeing how he looked in latex. She wanted him to watch his reaction as she elevated his training to the next phase. From a shelf on the side of the table, she took a smooth, battery operated vibrator, lubricated it, and held it up so Justin could see it in the mirror. As she expected, his puppy dog eyes grew round and frightened looking. Like most people who had never had anything pushed into their ass, the idea was both frightening and exciting.

Reaching down, she spread his cheeks wide with one hand and lowered the beige plastic vibrator towards the puckered target. Justin reacted the way most anal virgins did – he involuntarily clenched his buttocks as he anticipated the invasion. Smiling broadly, Janice switched the vibrator on and placed it directly against his anus. She began to apply a little forward pressure to it. Justin’s eyes grew even rounder as his face flushed redder.

“Just relax.” Janice commanded. “Relax and it won’t hurt much at all. But, I will tell you that it is going to hurt a little bit this first time. How bad it hurts is entirely up to you.” She pushed the vibrator forward a little as Justin tensed up even more and muffled sounds came from beneath the latex mask gag. “Resisting isn’t going to do you any good – you are going to get your cute, tight ass broken in today. Just relax and push down like you have to relieve yourself – that will open up your anal ring and make things go easier for you.” Janice pushed the vibrator again. “Justin – do as I tell you.” Squeezing his eyes shut tightly, as his head slumped. He did as Janice ordered and tried to push down as the vibrator invaded his ass. Janice pushed it further in. The waves of movement from the vibrator had an almost instant effect as Janice pushed it all the way in and Justin experienced his first mechanical stimulation of his prostrate.

Janice watched as tremors ran along the small young man’s spine as pleasure he’d never known possible oscillated through his body. She twisted the vibrator around a little and moved it back and forth slightly. The tremors grew to shivers of delight – he began to strain against his restraints as the pleasure increased inside his body. Janice continued working the vibrator around and in and out. She could feel the excitement growing inside her as well. One of her favorite things was to anally use a subject – especially a slightly built man-boy. She winked seductively over at Carol – the college girl would be busy relieving Janice’s growing excitement later on. Justin hadn’t earned the right to that reward yet – learn those lessons later.

Suddenly, Justin’s back arched and he bucked against his restraints. Janice laughed out loud as Carol and Brian grinned at the sight. Justin was experiencing his first internal orgasm from the prostrate stimulation he was receiving. Finally, he collapsed against the vinyl table, exhausted from his new experience. Janice turned the vibrator off as she continued to move it around inside her darling elf boy for a few moments before gently sliding it out of him. Janice stepped away to let Carol wipe Justin’s backside with diaper wipe cloths. Moving to the front of the table, Janice undid the straps on the mask gag, tossing it to Brian. Justin was breathless and unable to do more than just lay across the table gasping.

“Looks like you enjoyed your experience.” Janice observed.

“Oh – oh fuck me.” Justin sighed.

“I just did.” Janice smiled down at him.

“Th-that was so incredible.” The elf boy said.

“If you think that was good, just wait until you get to experience riding a flesh pony.” Brian said, his erection clearly outlined under the thin glove leather of his shorts. Justin looked startled at the thought of Brian’s large penis invading him.

“He’s not ready for that yet, Brian.” Janice laughed. “You’d split him open – you’ll get to try him out when the time is right.” Justin swallowed hard hearing those words. He had figured deep down that he would eventually be used by Brian or some other guy, but hearing it confirmed was a little unsettling. “Now, be a good boy for me and help Carol undo the straps on my little elf.” Brian grinned down at Justin and moved quickly to start undoing the straps holding him down. Standing up again, Justin found his legs rubbery as Carol and Brian held his arms. At first Justin thought they were just supporting him to keep him from falling to the floor. Then, he found himself being led across the room to the kneeling bench.

Strong hands on his shoulders pressed down, forcing Justin to his knees on the padded bench. Behind him, Carol wrapped straps over his calves and thighs, securing him to the kneeler. Brian, meanwhile, brought Justin’s hands around to the front of the kneeler and securing them to the cuffs awaiting them. Then, he positioned the young eunuch’s chin against the padded chin rest and clipped two short straps from the chin rest to D-rings on either side of his collar. Finally, the padded jaws of the vise attached to the top of the kneeler were tightened down against either side of his face, holding him securely in place. Carol stepped in front of the kneeler and reached around to the side of her skirt. Undoing the buttons, she dropped her skirt revealing she was naked under the skirt. Like himself, Carol’s groin was shaved smooth.

“Now, my little elf, comes your next lesson for the day.” Janice announced. “You’ve experienced an example of the kind of pleasure you can expect to feel when one part of your body is used. Now, it’s time to learn how to give pleasure to others with the other end. Brian tells me that you are pretty good with that tongue of yours – let’s see just how good it is.”

With his head clamped in place by the vise and strapped to the chin rest, it was impossible for Justin to move as Carol stepped up to him, pressing herself against his face. He could smell her musky, sweet scent as she rubbed herself against his face. Carol ran her fingers through his cropped, bleached hair, humming as she moved her groin against his face. Already, she was wet – clearly excited about the opportunity she had to use him. He couldn’t help but to taste her juices as she ground herself against his face, dripping all over his lips. He was just about to open his mouth when Janice ordered him to stick his tongue out and get a good taste of a woman. Doing as ordered, Justin exposed his tongue and got a good taste of Carol’s juices. He was surprised to find that he didn’t feel like gagging – the taste of her fluids was different from what he expected. She was sweet and a little salty. Before he realized what he was doing, his tongue was lapping in and out of mouth.

“The dude likes it!” Brian shouted in glee. “I knew he was a natural.” Justin didn’t know about being a natural – but Carol’s growing excitement was infectious. He wished he had more freedom to move his head to see if he could bring her half as much enjoyment as she was getting from just using his face. His tongue began moving faster and faster as he tried to keep up with Carol’s movements – he was actually trying to get his tongue inside of her. His initial humiliation was overpowered by the excitement Carol seemed to be getting from his clumsy first attempt at oral service. He felt shivers of excitement in his body with the realization that giving pleasure to another was a form of power. It was a strange dichotomy – he was the one bound and subservient to the others in the room. He had given up the power of choice in his life, and at the same time gained a different kind of power over them. The idea was so sexually exhilarating in a way Justin had never imagined, that his tongue movements became more intense and frenzied.

Carol found herself so turned on, that her movements became furious. She found herself wanting Justin’s small hands gripping her hips and his face buried deep between her legs. She wanted to feel his tongue driving deeper into her. She found herself gasping for breath as her body shuddered with a mounting excitement fueled by a burning in her belly. Her hips began to buck back and forth, slamming against the small, elfin student’s face as she reached her climax. Exhausted, she stepped back from the bench, smiling down at her pleasure provider.

Brian stepped in front of Carol, a wicked grin on his face. He undid the leather shorts, pushing them down to his ankles to reveal a freshly shaved crotch. His large, thick erection springing straight out before him already dripping. He reached out with both hands and grabbed handfuls of Justin’s bleached bangs.

“Does it look silly or a little scary now?” Brian asked, staring down into Justin’s frightened eyes. “You can just open that pretty mouth of yours and do this the easy way, or we can use some dental blocks to hold your mouth open – the choice is yours. Either way, this sausage is going to plow that mouth.”

Justin gulped as he felt his body tremble. He knew Brian was right – that pulsing cock was going into his mouth. That’s why Janice had Brian here today. Even though he had kissed other guys since submitting himself to Janice, he still didn’t consider himself gay or bisexual. Somehow, kissing didn’t really count as sexual activity in his mind. But, sucking Brian’s cock – only the first of many, he was sure – meant he was crossing an imaginary line to a different sexual identity. The only question in his mind now was did he want to open his mouth willingly, or have his mouth blocked open. Brian stared down at him waiting for Justin to make his choice. He would actually prefer talking Justin into sucking his cock, but Janice had insisted Brian give her elf boy an ultimatum, forcing him to make a choice.

Justin considered his options – he realized that no matter what else happened, he was going to find Brian’s dick in his mouth. Either way, he suspected Janice would be satisfied – her lesson would be driven home – he was her elf boy to use or let others use as she pleased. Then, Justin knew his decision was already made for him – he shrugged mentally, a physical shrug was almost impossible the way he was trussed up – Janice didn’t see him as straight, bi, or gay. As far as she was concerned, he was just a sexual toy – so that was how he’d view himself, too. He gulped again, squeezed his eyes closed, and opened his mouth. Janice smiled from behind her little elf as Brian slid his pole past those delicious pink lips. She had predicted her boy would make the choice for himself – if for no other reason than to please her.

Brian’s thick pole filled Justin’s mouth as it slowly slid past his lips. Justin was amazed – Brian’s juice didn’t taste that much different from Carol’s. Brian was a little more salty – but not significantly so. The mushroom head brushed against the roof of his mouth, kind of tickling it in a way that sent shivers of pleasure rippling though Justin’s body.

“You’re doing good.” Brian encouraged, his voice returning to its normal gentle tone. “Just try to relax and keep yourself loose – I’m going to do almost all the work this first time.” Brian pushed his pole a little deeper. “Just watch those teeth – slide your tongue forward a little to cover your bottom teeth, dude – that’s the way.” He released his grip on Justin’s bleached bangs and started running his strong fingers through the eunuch’s hair. He pulled out a little, paused and then slid his dick in again going a little deeper. He waited for Justin to retch a little as the head of his dick reached the back of the college boy’s throat. As soon as he felt Justin gag a little, he pulled back slightly and began massaging the sides of the eunuch’s throat. “Just relax,” he coached. “Relax that elf throat and let my cock slide in – you’re doing a good job.”

Justin willed himself to relax as instructed while trying to open his throat as wide as possible. He liked the feel of Brian’s fingers massaging his throat – he was beginning to wish he was free to move his head. Strapped down the way he was – it was more like Brian was fucking his face, rather than him giving Brian a blow job. Inside his mouth, the taste of Brian’s juices was growing more intense – Justin guessed Brian was getting close to his climax. He could feel Brian’s penis pulsing as the piercer began thrusting his hips more rhythmically – suddenly, Justin realized Brian was driving deeper into his mouth than he had before. That realization made Justin gag again and he found he had to concentrate on relaxing his throat and the gagging stopped.

Suddenly, Brian stopped massaging Justin’s throat and moved his hands to the back of the eunuch’s head, pulling it closer to his bare groin. Justin found his nose mashed against Brain’s smooth crotch. He didn’t need to hear Brian’s moans of pleasure to know he was about to shoot his load. And, while Brain’s sudden movement with his hands was a good clue, Justin found he could also tell the piercer was close by the jerking movement of his penis in Justin’s mouth. Brian let out a loud sigh at the same moment that Justin felt the hot splash of semen against the back of his throat. He was surprised at the force and the fact that he felt the climax slightly before actually tasting it. His mouth filled quickly, making his cheeks bulge outward. Brian retained the tight grip on his head, giving Justin no choice but to swallow or choke. A silly mental image flashed in Justin’s mind – with his cheeks bulged out, he must have looked like a chipmunk. That image must have helped Justin overcome his dilemma because he found himself swallowing automatically. He could feel Brian’s cock growing soft in his mouth once he was spent.

“Way to go, little guy!” Brian clapped him on the shoulder in praise. “You took it all and didn’t let a single drop leak out.” He and Carol began undoing the straps binding Justin to the kneeling bench. As he stood and flexed his muscles, Janice handed him a moistened wipe and instructed him to wipe both Brian and Carol clean. Once again he found himself on his knees before the two participating in his training as he wiped them clean again.

Janice stroked his hair, smoothing down his short bangs as she praised him for behaving during his first lessons. She let her hands roam down to his shoulders, and then down onto his smooth chest. She circled her fingernails around each nipple, smiling as they grew hard and her little elf’s breathing got heavier and his eyes glazed with lust. She winked at him and grabbed those hard nipples, pulling him across the room with her. He gasped more out of shock than pain as Janice squeezed his tender nipples. She led him to an alcove of the room where a large, throne-like chair sat.

Taking her place on the overstuffed red velvet cushion, Janice motioned for Justin to kneel down on the floor near the chair, telling him to spread his legs as wide as possible. Looking down at her little elf, Janice instructed him to work his own nipples, keeping them hard and stimulated. She raised her legs so Brian and Carol could remove her riding boots. Free of her boots, Carol moved in and undid the riding breeches Janice was wearing, leaving her naked from the waist down. Justin stared lustfully at the perfect triangle of auburn hair between Janice’s legs. Spreading her legs wide, Janice motioned Carol to kneel in front of her. Carol didn’t waste any time – she leaned forward, burying her face between those magnificent legs. Justin felt a pang of jealousy – wishing he were the one to serve their Mistress.

“Your time will come, my sweet elf.” Janice said, as if guessing his thoughts. “But, not until I am satisfied you have earned this reward. For now, you get to watch and keep those little pleasure buttons on your chest nice and hard.” She laughed as Justin intensified working his nipples over, eager to prove his worth to her. His deep brown eyes were locked on Carol, watching as she buried her face between Janice’s legs. Every once in a while, Carol would pause and turn her head to look over at Justin. She smiled at the desperate look of longing on his face as he leaned forward, his hands never once leaving his nipples.

That night, Janice was the one who bathed her eunuch, washing every inch of his smooth body. She told him he had been a good little elf in the playroom and had shown what a good student he could be. She promised that if he continued to be such a good student he would find himself rewarded with the same prize Carol had received earlier. Justin blushed with excitement at the thought of kneeling between those luscious legs. Janice toweled her elf boy dry and dusted him down with the scented powder, just as Carol had done. This time, however, Janice produced a bottle of perfume and placed a drop behind each ear and directly on each of his nipples “to keep his love buttons” fresh smelling.

Slipping into bed that night, Justin could smell the scent of the perfume wafting around him. Unconsciously, his fingers moved under the sheet and found his nipples and began rubbing them gently. He fell asleep with his hands on his chest, a smile on his lips.

To be continued in Part 6