"PussyBoy, looks like you found what you needed, though I don't approve of the way it ended. I will deal with that next weekend. For now, get some sleep. I have put an advertisement on CyberMasters online. I have told them that you must perform phone sex for as many men as possible tomorrow. Unlike usual, you will not be forbidden from cumming. IN fact you will have to cum every time a man calls you. I don't care if its ten minutes after the last one, you will do it. You must accept calls and masturbate until you literally cannot cum any longer. I want to see at least two dry orgasms before you stop. Anything more than a drip or two and you will have to go again. Now get to sleep, PussyBoy. I have made you available as of 9 AM."
I couldn't sleep, but just lay there on the bed, wishing I could cum then but knowing that soon enough I would have more orgasms than I could handle.
I must have drifted off, as the next thing I knew the phone was ringing.
"PussyBoy, go have your first piss, so we can get on with the phone sex. You will start with Master."
I did my pee ritual as I got ready for a day of orgasm, which I was sure would end in a sore, raw cock and total exhaustion. But for now I had to clamp my cock on Master's orders, interrupting my pee.
Master then had me describe, in vivid detail, how everything went with Mike and Blake and what they did to me before I got home. Master had always been fascinated by my desire for humiliation. So he particularly enjoyed me describing how they had both pissed in my pants, their semi-erect cocks jabbing down my crotch and ass crack, tight in my jeans. He enjoyed it even more when I described the effect of the shame I felt as I rode the subway home. I was hard from the time I began my piss ritual, and reliving the previous night had me very aroused. Master had me frantically jerking my cock as I told him each detail. I was even permitted to spit in my hand as a slight lube, which was more than Master usually allowed. i guess he knew my cock would be raw by the end of the day anyway. I told him when I was going to cum. He sat on the phone silent, waiting, and suddenly yelled "Cum PussyBoy!" I screamed "Yes Sir!" as I erupted in 5 heavy spurts of thick cum. Four shot out over my hand and the fifth dribbled around my fingers. I got down on my knees and licked the cum off the hardwood floor. I then stood and looked into the camera and knew Master could see vividly when I licked each finger clean.
"Good PussyBoy. Now remember, today is about making your cock cum until you are raw. It is not about your other pleasure centers. Therefore, you are to ignore that sensitive little asshole of yours. You are also to ignore your nipples; I know how the slightest pinch on them sends you over the edge. Now enjoy being used like a phone cum slut, like the anonymous faggot you used to be. Except things are different now; I have published your number and you will be required to perform phone sex for whoever calls you. Now get to it, PussyBoy."
With that, the phone went dead. I went about cleaning up my apartment, wearing the harness as Master required. After about half an hour, the phone rang for the first time. I answered, and immediately was ordered to start jerking my cock. The man on the other end was horribly abusive, yelling at me and ordering me to roughly grab my cock. The screamed abuse (the guy must have been a drill instructor) was way too much. I was overwhelmed, but the constant jerking on my sensitive cock soon had me near the edge. "May I cum, Sir" "Yes Faggot!!" He yelled back. I caught it all this time, and swallowed my load down. I hung up, and it was only another 10 minutes before it rang again.
Thankfully, the next caller wanted to take things slower, and had me jerking my cock in slow strokes along the whole length. He also wanted me to play with my hole, which Master had forbidden. I knew he was watching and that I would be severely punished if I even rubbed near my hole. So I had to fake it; I remembered what it was like to be fucked by my dildo, slowly. I lived it like a move in my head, savoring every moment, and making every grunt and heavy breath as if I was getting fucked. And before I knew it, I was again cumming into my hand. And eating it up.
The day continued with frequent calls. I was on my seventh orgasm when my cock could no longer cum. It was like when I was 12, when I had first started jerking off and came dry spurts. Except the ability to cum had been taken away. My Master was reverting me to an earlier, more pliable time. He was helping me recognize my sexual rebirth and development as the PussyBoy I had always tried to ignore inside of me.
Master must have been watching, as soon after I came dry on the last caller, he was on the phone again.
"OK, PussyBoy, I have posted that you are no longer available, though there is plenty of interest in future experiments like this, so we will repeat. Today, I had you cum until you had no more jizz left. I wanted those balls nice and dry, to teach you a lesson. You feel how sensitive they are. Focus on that discomfort, an think about the fact that you did that because I commanded you. You have recognized you are in my power, but it is still another week until you come to my dungeon to be permanently marked as my possession. I have been working on you for over a year, and my work is finally paying off. I think you are getting over the role playing bullshit and realize that you truly are a little faggot, that you are my PussyBoy. You have dedicated your life to me, and I have taken responsibility for your sexual redevelopment. Therefore, I will teach you two more lessons as we prepare you for becoming my slave for life. First, you should realize that your cum is a gift from Master, both when it is permitted and when it is withheld. You have already been dedicating it to me, but now I will show you how I control it. You have cum dry twice, proving you have no boy jizz left. I will show you that that is because you were not with Master. With Master, there is always more jizz, it is just under my control. First go apply two enemas, and pick up the phone again."
I did as I was told, follow the procedure I now knew very well. My cock was hard the whole time, straining at the dry, sore tip. When I picked up the phone again, Master asked if I needed to pee, which I did. He had me piss all over my face, and wait for it to dry. Then he permitted me to shower once the piss had dried caked on my face. Once I was clean, the training continued.
"Lay on your bed with your toys, and we will begin a session. OK, PussyBoy, place your phone on speaker phone so both hands are free. Now place the blindfold over your eyes and turn off the lights. [I lay there in the pitch black, feeling the cool air tickling my shaved body.] OK, there's a reason I forced you to ignore your asshole and nipples. First, it is because I own them, and didn't want them wasted on other men's pleasure without my consent. The second is something that I'm sure you know; that as a little PussyBoy, your cock is no match for the pleasure you feel when Master is in command and control of your anus. When I tease those nerve endings, or even command you to do so, there is absolutely nothing that can bring you greater pleasure. Now lick a finger and slide it in, PussyBoy. [I did as I was told, and my ass gave way with little resistance.] Now really explore, PussyBoy. See how many different places you can pleasure with that single finger. [I began really exploring my asshole, perhaps for the first time. I worked my finger at different depths, pressure and angles. My cock and whole crotch were in ecstasy. Master saw my pleasure an ordered me to place another finger in. It was a shock and a different shape and size to get used to, but was still no difficulty for my pussy to take. After I had explored with two finger, Master ordered me to use my dildo.] OK, PussyBoy, now I'm going to show you why I made you buy a dildo and use it. First, you needed to not hide your pleasure, but go out in public and admit the fact that you want something in your pussy. The second thing is that fingers are not a substitute. You have already seen the pleasure of slow, methodical fingering. now see how much more is possible with a dildo. [I began slowly working my hole, with instructions from Master. He had me work my hole for 15 minutes, and watched as I was teasing it over my prostate.] See that little spot boy; that's where a PussyBoy's power comes from, not his nuts. Nuts are what drive men's sexual urges; PussyBoy's are, obviously, controlled by their pussy's, or, more particularly, by that nice thing inside your pussy. Now I will show you how I control your cum. Keep pushing your dildo against that spot, and begin pinching your nipples. [Within a minute, I was writhing all over the bed, ready to explode.] OK, PussyBoy, release your cum! [With that, my cock began erupting all over my chest, with thick milky drops.] There, PussyBoy, see how a boy is never dry when his Master is in control. Now show me that you are still doing your enemas correctly; remove that dildo and rub it in that cum on your belly, and eat it up. [I scooped up my jizz on the plastic cock, thankful that there was noting more than a musty, sweaty scent on the toy, as well as a little natural lubrication. I enjoyed my load and felt totally content.]"
"PussyBoy, you have had a full day. It's time for rest. Here are your orders for the next week. #1: You may not cum. I have drained you; now I will allow you to feel the reverse pressure of being too full of cum, and show you what can happen when you dedicate all of that and your desperate need of relief to Master. #2: You will wear your butt plug 16 hours a day; that is, any time you are not at work. I want that hole supple and ready for my attention. #3: You will continue to pleasure Kevin and any men who might still have your phone number. And make sure Kevin has you properly shaved. I will be watching you, and will call with instructions later in the week. Now insert your plug and get to bed, PussyBoy. Good night."
I had had an exhausting weekend, and my body was totally spent from having 8 orgasms that day. Master had also helped me get in touch with every pleasure center in my anus, and it had brought me to ecstasy. I soon drifted off to sleep, a plug filling my pussy hole and a cum-sticky dildo hanging seductively out of my mouth. I was a spent little PussyBoy, and I enjoyed every minute of it.