As I sat there looking at these two beautiful and desirable slaves, I
wondered who would be too exhausted to move by the end of the week. I had a
feeling that it would be me!

    By now it was getting dark out, and I had them make dinner for us. I don’t
know which one was the cook, but the food was delicious! By 9 PM, we were all a
bit tired, and I suggested that we go to bed. I had released the clips by then,
and had one slave on each side of me as I drifted off to sleep.

DAY THREE

    I woke slowly and noticed the smell of bacon cooking. I just lay there with
my eyes closed, enjoying the feeling and remembering yesterday. My nose itched
and I went to scratch it but couldn’t! My eyes snapped open, and I saw I was
tied to the bed! What the hell was this? I pulled as hard as I could, but the
ropes held. I hollered at them and Cathy came into the room with a large smile
on her face.

    “I see that you are finally awake.” She said. “We decided that it would be
only fair if the tables were turned a bit. so today you are going to be OUR
slave!”

    “Like HELL I will!!” I yelled. “Get this damned rope off me RIGHT NOW!”

    “Now that’s no way for a good slave to talk.” She said as she walked
further into the room. She picked up a different whip than I had seen before.
It was smaller, and had only 3 tips on it. “If you keep on with your language,
then we will have to change your mind!” With that she swung the whip towards my
dick! I had awakened with a large hard on, and the whip snapped against it!

    “AAAIIIIEEEEEEE!!!!!” I yelled! That HURT! Damn! What was going on here.
Another stroke, then another! Each one brought a scream of pain from me. She
stopped and looked at me. Then said….. “We agreed that tomorrow morning we
would be your slaves once again, but today you are ours! So get used to the
idea. If you are good, we may feed you.”

    Thinking fast, I decided that I didn’t want that damned whip going again so
I agreed with her. “OK, OK!” I said. “Have your fun, and tomorrow I’ll repay
you in spades!”

    “That’s sort of what we were looking forward to. But you must be reminded
to call us MISTRESS!” With that another lash at my raging hard on!

    “YYYIIIEEEEEEE!!” I yelled! “Yes Mistress Cathy. Whatever you say!”

    With a smile, she left be there. I pulled at the ropes, but they held fast.
I was angry, and aroused at the same time. My hard on was still rampant, and
needing attention, but until I was let go, or one of the girls did something,
it would have to wait.  Soon both women returned and Linda was carrying a large
plate.

    Breakfast! Now was my chance to turn the tables on them. If my hand was
free to eat, I was sure that I could get myself untied. But no such luck! They
cut the food up and fed me! As much as I pleaded with them to let me feed
myself, they refused. It took nearly an hour for me to eat everything, and the
time passed quickly. I only forgot to say ‘Mistress’ once, and received a lash
to my dick for it. When I got free, they were going to pay for all this! While
feeding me, they mentioned that they might take me for a walk later. Again, I
was devising plans to escape! But again all my plans were ruined!

    After returning the plates to the kitchen, they returned with two longish
thin ropes. They tied the ends of them in slip knots, then put them around my
balls! One rope leading out from the front, and one between my legs and out
from the back. they untied my feet, and one hand. Before I could so much as
move, they were at the ends of the ropes and had pulled them tight! The pain
was tremendous! Knowing that if I moved, I would lose that which was dear to
me, I lay still! They told me to untie my other hand and then to stand up. I
figured that I could grab the ropes, but if I slipped,  Bye, Bye balls. I
figured that a better time would have to come, so I did exactly as they said.

    Using the ropes, they led me to the storage room. My but they had been
busy! It was now empty and they had put some bolts on each wall. When I was in
the middle of the room, Linda tied her rope to the eyebolt. the moved around to
Cathy’s side. Once the bolt was thru that eyebolt, linda pulled it tight and
cathy tied it off! I was stuck! If I tried to move, one or the other rope would
snub me up quickly! As for pulling the eyebolts out of the wall, they looked
too sturdy for that.

    “Mistress Linda. This is not fair! If I slipped and fell, I could be
ruined! Please let me go! I will do whatever you say!” I said. A part of my
mind was devious! if I got loose, I had plans for them no matter what I said
now!

    “Hah! You will remain our slave until tomorrow morning, and won’t be given
any chance to get free. you say that you would do as we want, but we aren’t
taking any chances! As for slipping,…….. DON’T!”

    Cathy, meanwhile had left and now returned. She had a wide leather belt
with a couple of ‘D’ rings sewn on it. She put the belt around my waist and
snugged it up tight! I fleetingly thought about grabbing her, but the risk was
not worth it. She fastened wrist cuffs on me, and then snapped them to the belt
‘D’ ring in back.  Undoing one of the ropes, they left the one in front
attached. using it like a leash, linda took it and started out the door of the
storage room. I had no choice but to follow! One jerk on that rope convinced me
that a struggle would be harder on me!

    She led me into the bed room, and tied off the rope to a leg of the bed. I
could move around a little now, but only about three feet. Both Cathy and Linda
began to get dressed. They knew they had a captive audience, and they took
their time. Stroking their breasts, and pussy mounds for my benefit! They got
their desired effect as my cock quickly sprang to attention. Once dressed,
Cathy this time took the rope, and led me outside.

    As she walked off, And naturally I HAD to follow, she said something about
payback for her earlier walk. Stark naked except for the belt, I followed her
where ever she went. At first it wasn’t too hard as the ground was smooth, but
soon, she turned from the path and led off thru the brush. Anytime I slowed
down, another jerk of the ‘leash’, brought me in line. After more than an hour
of this, I was limping badly! I was a city boy, and my feet were used to shoes.
By the time she led me back to the house, I could just barely limp. The pain in
my feet and legs was terrible. But in my mind constantly, was the thought of
revenge!

    Once inside the house, I found that Linda had been busy! In the center of
the room, were tow sawhorses, and a sheet of plywood over them. Near the center
was a small hole. Linda had me lay on my back on the plywood, and Cathy put the
rope from my balls thru the hole. She tied the other end of the rope to
something under the plywood. When she was done, they both stepped back to look
at me.