The Masturbatrixes

By Happycuck.


This fiction is based on my Memories of a Story I read in Leg Show Magazine many years ago!

Becca and Tia are two beautiful young Women in their early 20s. They are working on an Erotic and porn Convention as Hostesses for a XXX Movie Producing Company, which just started a new series of T&D (tease and denial) movies. For promotion reasons and to show customers what T&D can do to the male brain, they have a life stage where men can apply anonymously to be a T&D ‘victim.’ Every applicant gets a number, an electronic device that starts to vibrate when their number is drawn by one of the hostesses to give them a sign they’ve been chosen for the next show, and a Face mask to wear before coming on stage for their treatment.

This way, the anonymity of the men is ensured. Becca and Tia have known each other since they were in high school and had the same issues of sexual harassment by one of their teachers. It didn’t help when they complained to the headmaster of the school, and they decided to leave school without a school certificate. Now they both work together in the porn business, and today, here at this convention as: “The Masturbatrixes.”

They expose very much of their beautiful Bodies by wearing very sexy skimpy outfits. Only their faces are covered by masks. The rules were described as follows: The Masturbatrixes tease the men’s cocks to the maximum by edging them as often as possible. Then, when the men are begging and pleading for release, the Masturbatrixes will ask them different things if they’d do this and that to be released by them. The Masturbatrixes are not allowed to touch anything else than their cocks, especially not their masks. The men will be naked and tight to a kind of gynecologist chair and exposed to the audience.

A microphone hangs above their head to let the audience understand every answer they give. In addition, a camera sends the whole scenery to a huge TV screen above the stage. Every man is allowed to stop his T&D treatment by using a safe word, which they get informed about before entering the stage. When they use the safe word, the Masturbatrixes will take their hands off their cocks immediately, and they’ll have to sit with tight hands in the chair until their cock goes limp by themselves.

There already were quite a few men on stage today, and it seems, that the audience loves the show as the crowd grows and grows. None of the other men used the safe word. Tia goes behind the stage to grab something to drink before the next man enters the stage. While passing backstage, she sees the next candidate. The man just took his mask off to clean his nose. Tia’s view of his face was long enough to recognize that it was their old teacher. She rushes out to Becca to tell her the news.

Becca says, “I can’t touch that asshole’s cock.”

Still, Tia tells her, “This is our chance to humiliate him in front of the crowd. I have an idea, which I have to check with the organizer of the show.”

Tia talks to the lady who runs the show. She says, “Just observe the rules.”

Tia asks, “Are we allowed to ask the man his name and his employer, and if he would take his mask off to get his release.”

The lady thinks for a moment and says, “As long as the man answers the questions of his own free will and takes off his mask willingly instead of using the safe word, it’s all according to the rules he signed. However, as soon as he uses his safe word, you have to let him go.”

Tia says, “I’ll tell Becca, and we’ll try to make a show no one will forget the rules.”

Tia goes straight to Becca and informs her about her plans, and Becca answers with a very cruel smile, “That’s a fantastic idea. It’s payback time.”

The lady announces the next show, and the teacher gets lead on stage, seated in the chair, with wrists slightly tight to the armrests. This is only to prevent him from jerking himself off when on the edge of orgasm. The lady once again explains the rules and tells the audience that the man on the stage has signed a written consent form for everything about to happen to him. When everything is ready, the surrounding lights go off, and only the man on the chair is in the spotlight.

Tia and Becca enter the stage, spotlights also on them, and walk around seductively in their skimpy outfits and high heels. Then they start to caress the man’s already hard dick.

Becca says, “My, my… I’ve never seen a dick so small on a grown man before,” while gently massaging baby oil into the skin of it.

The man’s cock is actually only four inches long. Tia and Becca take turns stroking and fondling his dick from edge to edge and constantly tell the crowd to have a close look at the mini-size dick. When the man starts to beg for release, they tell him he should prove to the audience that he’s man enough and can take more of the teasing and edging. The man gives in and gets edged for another thirty minutes until, in tears, he starts pleading for release. This is the moment Tia and Becca have been waiting for.

Becca asks their former teacher, “Would you do anything to get your release?”

The teacher said, “I would do anything you want. I just need to cum so badly.”

Tia tells the man, “If you want us to release you, you have to do something for us to prove you’d do anything to cum.”

Once again, the man answers, “I’ll do anything you ask to be released.”

All the time, Becca and Tia still let him ride the edge of orgasm. Tia looked in the direction of the lady who ran the show, who nodded and gave her the OK to proceed.

Tia says to the man, “I want you to take off your mask and shout into the camera your name, how long your erect is, and who your employer is. Do that, and you’ll get the biggest cum of your life.”

In shock, the man opens his eyes real wide and mumbles, “I can’t do that.”

Still fondling and jerking his small dick to keep him on edge, Becca says, “So you lied to everyone here. You said you’d do anything for release. Since your spirit is pathetic as your tiny dick, use your safe word, and we will stop edging you. Then you can return to your seat with no release until that babydick goes limp and your balls turn blue. Is that what you really want?”

The man begs, “No, no, God, no… Don’t take your hands away, I need to cum.”

Tia says, “Then do as we have commanded, and we will make you cum so hard your toes will curl, and your eyes will roll into the back of your head.”

“Please, I can’t take my mask off and say my name or my employer’s name. It’s impossible,” he whined.

Becca says, “You have three options. First, use the safe word and go limp without cumming. Second, Take off your mask, and tell everyone your dick size, name, and employer’s name. And third, get your little dick edged for as long as it takes for you to decide between the first two options.”

Tia and Becca smiled very cruelly at him and kept him on edge. Gallons of pre-cum was leaking out of his tiny dick. You could see that he was trying to think clearly, but Tia and Becca did everything to prevent that. After ten more minutes on the edge of orgasm, the man finally relents.

“I’ll do it. OK, OK, I’ll do it,” the teacher shouts, and the audience cheers.

“What will you do?” asked Tia.

The desperation in his voice was palpable. “I will remove my mask, say my dick size, name, and employer’s name. But only if you make me cum. I need to cum so badly.”

Two security guys come left and right to his side. One said, “We will make sure that you don’t touch anything else but your mask. No grabbing and jerking of your dick, understand that?”

The man nods. His hands get released, and he grabs his mask and pulls it off his head. The camera catches his face in large format.

He shouts to the audience, “I’m William Stratton, my dick is four inches long, and I work at the local high school as a teacher. Now, please give me an orgasm.”

Tia and Becca stroke his dick three times and then take their hands off. The man spurts a ruined orgasm and cries, “Please, please, stroke my dick. I did what you told me. That’s not fair. I didn’t cum. I didn’t cum.”

Tia and Becca looked at him with a very bright, grinning smile.

“Did anyone say that it’s going to be a full, satisfying orgasm? I don’t think so,” Tia said loudly so all could hear. “The rules say you get an orgasm, that includes a ruined orgasm, and that’s exactly what you got. We followed the rules 100%. You can ask the ‘supervisor lady.’”

The lady nodded. “Everything has been done according to the rules, Mr. Stratton. You should have negotiated with your Masturbatrixes what kind of orgasm you wanted in exchange for your cooperation before it happened.”

Becca looked deeply into Stratton’s frustrated, crying eyes. “You want to know who did that to you, Mr. Stratton?”

Mr. Stratton looked both of them in the eyes, still clueless about who those Masturbatrixes were.

Tia and Becca took their masks off, and in shock, Mr. Stratton said, “You? You did that to me? You ruined my life?”

Tia answers, “Yes, Mr. Stratton, it’s us. The two girls you sexually harassed in high school. The two girls you drove out of school and denied their education because you’re a creep and a pervert. You just got what you deserve, and we hope there are people in the audience who know you, and who know the local high school you work at. People who maybe have their kids in that school and now know what a pathetic babydick man and teacher you are.”

Becca added victoriously, “Have fun with your future life, you babydick bastard.”

They gave themselves high fives and left the stage incredibly pleased.

Mr. Stratton stood in tears, went behind the stage, and got dressed. He left the convention hall into the darkness. No one would ever hear anything from him ever again.

 

The End.

 

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