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Alain By: Special Alain Piermont was rich. Far richer than I would ever be in my wildest dreams. Like many of the wealthy, he used his power and status to secure the pleasures of the flesh, regardless of the fact he was a married man. The rich considered this a deserved privileged, well in the eyes of rich men anyway. Not necessarily so in the eyes of their spouses. This was my first time in dealing with a woman scorned, and my first time in knowing how vicious and revengeful a woman like that can be. Andrea Piermont was that woman. I was a little in awe of Nadine when she introduced me to Andrea. It was quite the coup for a budding real estate saleswoman to be welcomed into the tight little social clique that the wealthy often travel in, let alone actually befriending someone of such social stature. Andrea was considerably older than either Nadine or myself, Id guess well into her fifties. With Nadine skirting the early thirties, and me at twenty nine and holding, I suppose either of us could easily have passed as her daughters. Despite her age, Andrea had that classy timeless look. With the perfect combination of good genes, a talented hand with make-up, and possibly the benefit of a skilled surgeon, Andrea looked spectacular. She wasnt overdressed, and yet she had a classy appeal about her. What impressed me the most though, was her down-to-earth persona, and her warm and welcoming charm. I liked her from the moment she took my hand in greeting. Over the next few months I got to know Andrea far better, since she often met with Nadine for lunch or coffee in the strip-mall not far from Nadines office. My consulting firms offices were just blocks from Nadines, so naturally I was always invited. I think Andrea enjoyed the company of two spirited young women, and the fact we loved to joke and dish about the men in our lives. Andrea loved a good gab as much as we did, and hearing our wild tales of singles sex was a constant source of laughter and fun in our conversations. I was a little surprised to get a call very late one Saturday night from Nadine, and even more surprised when she asked to meet her and Andrea at an all night diner called Brandis. I was just home from a date, tired, but fortunately alone. When a friend calls you like that, you dont question. You just go. Andrea and Nadine were seated at a booth in a far corner of the small diner. There were a smattering of people from the now closed bars grabbing a late night snack, but it was almost empty. As I approached the booth, I could see Nadine holding Andreas hands, and Andrea appeared to be in tears. I thought the worst. As the story unfolded of how Andrea came to be in this forlorn little diner, crying and pouring her heart out to the only ones she dared reveal her thoughts to, my anger surged. I was a little shocked to find that Andrea and her husband indulged in the dark world that Nadine often visited. The world of female domination that draws a special breed of men. Men like Alain Piermont. Powerful men who desire a womans touch in inflicting the pain and humiliation they crave. Nadine of course loves to indulge men like that; Andrea was involved only as a desperate attempt to save her marriage. If Alain Piermont desired a certain means of sexual gratification, his faithful wife was willing to oblige. Thats what impressed me so about Andrea. She loved without judgment. Alain Piermont had cheated on Andrea, and far more than just once. That was bad enough, but the breaking point in her tolerance was being publicly humiliated by the courts release of Alains child support lawsuit. A lawsuit brought on by a paid lover who had just given birth to Alains daughter. Andrea was devastated. Having never been able to bear Alain an heir, she was totally distraught that a prostitute should be the one to bear his child. The fact that all her friends now knew of his frequent indiscretions was appalling to her, and she meant to do something about it. Nadine and I cried right along with our friend as we desperately tried to comfort her. Just how and why Nadine brought up the subject of punishment I cant recall, but it was only minutes later that we discussed how a fitting punishment be meted out. Im sure Andrea was puzzled when both Nadine and I broke out in squeals of laughter as she told us of one of Alains deepest secret fantasies that she was forced to indulge in. His punishment would be a walk in the park for Nadine and I. Nadine and I had no end of fun with Andrea as the special accessories were fitted and purchased over the next couple weeks. We decided that Alains punishment be carried out as a special anniversary present from Andrea. Ah, the wicked ways of vengeful women. I take a last look in the mirror as I hear Nadine open the door of my apartment and call out. I like the look, and Im positive Alain would too. The racy little spiked hairdo Andrea insisted I get looks perfect for my petite and delicate features. The little black dress is perfect too, contrasting so well with my honey-blonde hair, and its neckline plunges just low enough that even my small perky breasts attract attention. My sensitive little nipples are jutting hard against the silky fabric already, and I love how the little sheath of a dress tapers down my slim torso, hugging and enhancing the small tight ass that I think is my best feature. Its daringly short, but this isnt for public display anyway. I check my eyes, and I like how mysterious, deep blue, and enticing they appear with the bold makeup. Im ready. Nadine is also drop-dead gorgeous in her tight tube-top and wickedly short mini. Her decidedly larger breasts fill the top beautifully, and her large dark nipples show through the thin fabric like glaring headlights. Her curvy ass looks spectacular in the tight skirt. People will notice. You are stunning girl! Nadine gushes as I pick up the bag of accessories and walk toward her. You look deliciously trashy too. You think people will think were hookers? Ummm. If we dont get propositioned in the parking lot Ill be disappointed! Nadine laughs. And Im horny enough to take an offer too! Were still laughing as we climb into Nadines sporty little Fiat. Im hoping the neighbors havent noticed and suddenly think weve taken to working the streets at night. We do have that look about us, and Nadines exaggerated wiggle didnt help either. I was beyond impressed as we entered the gate of the Piermont estate. The grounds alone were almost park-like, and the colonial mansion that was nestled deep onto the property and surrounded by towering oaks was something out of a southern novel. Tara came to mind instantly. It was stunningly beautiful, and a home befitting wealth. I didnt mind the jaundiced eye of the butler as we entered the service entrance to the side of the paved drive. Normally I would have been a little embarrassed to be seen as a hooker that was hired for the evening, and apparently this butler had seen others like this before. I disliked him anyway for not telling Andrea about such things, but I couldnt help but admire his discretion and loyalty. His reaction was perfect for our plan, so I felt very confident we would pull this off. We were escorted to the library where we were told to wait. With that the butler closed the door, giving us both one final disdainful glare. Perfect. Nadine and I had barely gotten a chance to snoop when a figure dressed in a long black cloak, complete with an extended hood that completely hid their facial features, entered the room from a doorway built right into a far wall of the library. I admit I was startled. We all began laughing as Andrea pulled back the large hood and revealed herself. Everything is ready, and he doesnt suspect a thing. In fact hes been going on and on about how much he loves me for doing this for him on our anniversary. Isnt that wild! and the laughter grew louder. Nadine and I wriggled into our slave girl costumes in the library. The outfits consisted of nothing more than frilled g-strings that covered almost nothing, and little bandeau bras that had slits and tears in them that all but exposed our breasts. Both my nipples were clearly showing, and of course eraser hard. Nadine had one breast nearly hanging out the side of her bra, and her other dark nipple was partially exposed. Andrea said we looked perfect, and I passed my little clutch of accessories to Andrea as we followed her through the doorway from which she had appeared. The game was afoot. The room Andrea brought us to was well lit, but not harsh. I stole a quick glance as I followed Nadine through the doorway, and I immediately saw Alain standing beside the huge canopied bed. His hand rested against one of the large wooden uprights, and he was smiling, smiling with an odd crooked grin. Despite his considerable good looks and trim upper torso, I disliked him immediately. He simply stood there smiling, and dressed only in brief trousers fashioned in a style one would associate with a pirate buccaneer or some such character. I had no idea what role he was playing, and it didnt matter. I wasnt here for fun, not his brand of fun anyway. Master, these are the two slave girls captured today, and they have been washed and prepared for your pleasure this night, Andrea crooned, the hood completely covering her face as she spoke. Do you wish them restrained? No you miserable crone! Alain yelled. I want them free to touch and caress. They surely know better than to cross me. Punishment will be swift and severe should they attempt it! I was beginning to get just a little spooked, but Nadine was grinning. She must know whats going on. Would you bid me leave master? Andrea asks. No crone, you can stay. Stay and watch me have my pleasure with these two. Ok, now I was past spooked and getting right to pissed. He actually expected Andrea to watch as he fucked us? Had she been forced to endure this before? Alain wasnt wasting any time, and he began lowering his trousers the moment Nadine and I approached. We played the submissive and timid slave girl roles to the limit, and Alains throbbing erection was due either to our acting skills, or more likely a powerful dose of viagra. Whatever the catalyst, his cock was throbbing hard as his trousers slid to the floor and he stood before us naked and aroused. On your knees before me, Alain bellowed. I want to feel the warmth of your mouths! Nadine wasnt the least bit shy to inhale his cock, and I managed to get in a little nibble or two on his balls. You can join them if you wish crone, Alain directed his remark toward Andrea. Theres ample length for you all to savor. Alain was nicely hung to be sure, but he was definitely exaggerating when he said there was ample length for three women. Nadine had inhaled him to nearly his balls, and she didnt look like she was exactly in a sharing mood right at the moment either. Thankfully Andrea chose to simply stand by and watch. As Nadine worked her magic, Alain began to moan and reach to plunge his fingers into her hair. He was way past warmed up, and rapidly approaching orgasm. I knew Nadine had a wickedly talented tongue. We guided Alain back toward the bed, and Nadines mouth came off his cock with a pop. As Alain settled into the bed, Nadine was again on his cock and licking up a storm. I began biting his nipples, and the harder I bit the louder he moaned. He liked a little pain, and I nipped with gusto at his hard-pointed nipples. Thats when I noticed Andrea closing in on the bed, and Nadine reached with her free hand for the restrains attached to the pillars at the foot of the bed. Alain moved to protest, but Nadine again sucked relentlessly and he willing allowed Andrea to tightly secure the leather restraints to both arms and legs. Alain was now securely tied to the bed, and at our mercy. The game quickly resumed. Untie me crone! Alain raged at Andrea. Now damn you crone. NOW! Im sorry master but I cannot, Andrea said softly, and slowly moved toward the foot of the bed. Will you grant us freedom if we loose the bindings master? Nadine asks with a soft submissive voice. Thats all we want. Our freedom. Never harlot! Alain roared. Free me now and Ill let you live. Free us now or you will never live again as a man! Nadine suddenly yelled. I knew the fantasy role was in play. We will castrate you if you dont free us. I was kissing down Alains belly as I noticed the extreme hardness in his cock at the mention of castration. Thats when I saw Nadine reach and scrunch his balls together until there were just two large orbs pulled tight against his sack. I saw her cock her finger, and I heard the dull snap of her finger flicking very hard against Alains left testicle. His hips bucked, and I knew he definitely felt that! Despite what had to be a numbing ache in his testicle, Alains cock throbbed even harder. Thats what castration will feel like, Nadine rasped, Will you free us now? No! Alain bellowed. Never. Again Nadine cocked her finger, and again I heard the dull thud as she delivered another wicked snap to the tightly squeezed testicles. Alains hips cleared the bed, and I noticed a dangling strand of pre-cum oozing from the tip. Alain was fully aroused. Alain thought we were going to continue the game and play it to the end. That end of course did not include his castration, but sexual gratification as he fucked both of his bought women. It was Andrea that suggested we emasculate him in the middle of his fantasy. A most fitting punishment. As Alain settled back onto the bed, Nadine continued to pull his balls tight, and Alain was waiting for more slaps and flicks before it was over. Thats when Andrea discretely passed me the little clutch of accessories. I hadnt yet had the opportunity to try out my latest toy, a specialty-sized burdizzo castration tool that was perfect for use on men. The brilliantly chromed jaws contrasted with the dull black of the leather wrapped handles. It looked awesome. Free us or castration is your fate, Nadine barked. Do you want us to castrate you? Do you no longer want to be a man? Castrate me if you will, but you will never be free. That was good enough for me, and I opened the jaws of the burdizzo as Nadine pulled Alains scrotum very tight, and separated the cords with her thumb and forefinger. Nadine had held mens balls for this procedure before, and she was an accomplished assistant. I positioned the jaws as Nadine snapped Alains left testicle very hard. I clamped the first time as his hips bucked, levering the jaws to complete the crush. I clamped the cord again just lower as he settled on the bed. I noticed his cock vibrating hard, and I was almost tempted to jerk him to orgasm. I didnt, and neither did Nadine. Alain would not have the luxury of a womans hand relieving him of his final ejaculation. Theres still time to preserve your manhood master, shall we stop? Nadine asks in a pleading voice. Never. Never will you be free, Alain moaned. Again Nadine sends a vicious finger snap to Alains right testicle, and I position the jaws of the burdizzo across the prominent thick cord of Alains last testicle as he grunts loudly and his hips lunge upward. Im not certain if Alain realized at that moment he was indeed being castrated, or if he was simply totally lost in his fantasy, but the moment I squeezed the handles of the burdizzo his cock erupted in a violent orgasm. His ass was off the bed, thrust up as far as possible, and quivering as jet upon jet of cum shot up his belly and chest. Strands of thick semen clung as high as his nipples. His cock continued to drool the last remnants of semen as he sagged to the bed and I made the second clamp and worked the jaws to ensure a terminal crush. Alain Piermonts castration was over. Alain was moaning and breathing heavily as his cock shriveled rapidly and I handed the burdizzo back to Andrea to place back in the case. Both Nadine and Andrea were panting hard with the intense desire of women who had just witnessed a castration, and I knew their desires well. I was drenched at the crotch myself, and thoughts of a man pleasuring me were running through my mind as I looked at Alains shriveled cock and neutered balls. One of my lucky boyfriends was in for a long and very special evening. Andrea never left the lounger as she waved for Nadine and I to join her at the pool. It was months since we had punished Alain, and I was curious to see how things had worked out. Andrea had told us that Alain had become the perfect husband, and that she was so happy. As we gabbed and lounged in the warm sun, Andrea told us about Alain confronting her about his punishment, and how he was going to get even and have us jailed etc. She laughed him off as she showed him a copy of the doctored tape where he gave his willing permission, and even begged for castration. Andrea had then told Alain that her lawyer had the original copy, and would use it if necessary. Andrea then threatened to take him to divorce court and sue for his last dime because of denying her the sexual gratification a wife deserved. Alain had shut up after that. We laughed about Alains plight, and how he is no longer able to even attempt sex, let alone perform. We laughed harder as Andrea described Alains cock as being so limp it hung halfway to his knees. Andrea waved her arm and ordered another round of drinks from the half dressed pool-boy that doted on our every whim. As the gorgeous hunk brought our drinks, I noticed both the very prominent bulge in the crotch of his Speedos, and also Andreas hand brush across his hard ass. He just smiled at her. I bet hes always hard for her, and I cant help but wonder if Alain is made to watch Andrea and her lover? Payback is a bitch, isnt it? |