Demo Sub Ch 7: the Contest

"There will be five contestants in the first annual milking contest of the Ladies Afternoon Club." Mistress Morgan stood in front of four women, sitting comfortably, observing five subs lined up for inspection. The women were relatively new to the group. That is, they did not have their own men participating in the contest. These women were here to see for themselves if the rumours were true.

Was Mistress Morgan teaching women how to control their men's cocks? If so, would that option be within their grasp? Would any man be open to the idea of relinquishing control of his cock? Could a woman exercise enough dominance in her relationship to change how they both experienced sex?

"First prize goes to the Domme who can make her boy cum the fastest. Secondary rewards will be issued for various accomplishments such as amount of semen produced, ease of extraction, cock size and overall entertainment value."

My wife Elena had volunteered my services as a demo sub in Mistress Morgan's stable, so I was part of the first annual milking contest. We stood in a line, naked, collared and ball-gagged with our wrists handcuffed behind us. All of us were caged except one new sub.

The newbie was a nervous little Asian guy in his 40's. He had already passed the public milking phase of his training that Mistress Morgan required of all subs under her mentorship. He had proved his submission to the fine-featured, elegant Asian woman who now controlled him. She preferred his large, stereotype-destroying cock on display whenever possible. Currently however his milker was at half-mast, no doubt due to performance anxiety.

Once the subs were in position, the handlers joined the female audience, rounding the audience number up to nine. Mistress Morgan took charge.

"Stand tall sluts! Bellies in, chests out! Arch your backs. I want to see those asses stick out." Mistress Morgan walked slowly up the line behind the subs, using her riding crop to correct posture and instil an attitude of compliance. A sharp snap of the crop across the Asian guy's ass swelled the size of his cock in seconds.

"Very nice Eugene. Your quick response is a compliment to Mei's training." Mistress Morgan stood over Eugene and stiffened his erection with her hand until it threatened to explode. The other subs shuffled uncomfortably as their cocks swelled in their metal restraints.

"Very impressive Mei, has he always been this maleable?" Her hand continued to glide up and down Eugene's rigid shaft as she chatted with Mei. Eugene squirmed but kept his cock pushed forward into Mistress Morgan's demanding hand.

"No, his obedience was difficult to establish. But now that he has become accustomed to a daily milking, he is much more compliant. I would say his cock learned to obey faster than he did."

"Well, it certainly feels like it has a mind of its own." Eugene's cock looked like it had a mind to cum. Mistress Morgan squeezed the tension out of it temporarily, then kept it hard while she continued her conversation.

"I think he is certainly the best bet to win the big cock award today. Speaking of betting, my partner Elena will be accepting bets on sub performances just prior to the contest. If anyone cares to indulge in a little sport wager. Nothing too serious, just a few dollars on which sub might perform best under pressure.

"Let's get started." Mistress Morgan stood in front of Brad and selected a key from among several hanging from a bracelet on her ankle. The little key opened Brad's cock cage. His growing boner practically pushed the restraint into Mistress Morgan's hand. Brad groaned as she stroked his cock into full erection.

Kevin grunted in frustration as Mistress Morgan found the key to his cage. "Good boy Kevin. Don't worry, you will soon get some release from all that built up need. I expect Anita has been edging you more than usual in anticipation of your performance today."

She moved down the line, freeing cocks and reassuring subs, slapping asses and fondling balls. My cage came off and she adjusted the anchor ring around my genitals. She slipped her hand under my sack and fingered the metal ring.

"I'll just leave this on, sub. You'll be going back into chastity later today once your entertainment value has been exhausted."

When the contest entries were all uncaged and erect, Mistress Morgan produced a measuring ruler. The subs shoved their hips forward as she teased their erections into full length then measured each stiff cock from base to tip.

"Well, impressive as Eugene's eight inch boner is, Derek beats him by half an inch! Congratulations Darlene, your sub has won the big cock competition at 8.5 inches!"

Darlene cleaned forward in her seat and patted Derek's cock. "That's mommy's good boy." Darlene stroked her sub's erection for a moment then leaned back into her seat. "You can wait beside your milking frame Derek," Darlene instructed. Derek waited on his knees beside a portable contraption designed to support him in the classic milking position his wife preferred.

The rest of us were gently ushered into the familiar positions and postures that we had learned to appreciate. Over the past several sessions with Mistress Morgan I had become accustomed to being milked the same way at the same time everyday. If my wife was busy, Mistress Morgan provided the services of one of her milkmaids. I was extremely familiar with two of her employees.

Anita could make me cum quickly but so could Lois. However no one could make me hornier than Elena about mid-afternoon. The contest began shortly after the last sub had been strapped in, harnessed, or tied open, however his dominant had trained him to accept her will.

Derek was hunched forward, face inches off the floor in an X harness that connected his ankles with his wrists. The restraint left little room for movement but provided adequate access. According to Darlene, her sub had been caught leading from the bottom once too often. She had needed to lay down the law with him.

Derek now did what Darlene wanted instead of what he thought he wanted. According to Darlene he is more sexually satisfied than he's ever been. Hard to verify though. Derek is not allowed to speak anymore without Darlene's permission. Looks to me like Derek is getting fucked in the ass whether he likes it or not.

But I am busy trying to relax my glutes while Elena slowly fills my bottom hole with a latex cock. Mistress Morgan insisted that all subs under her domination should be trained to stay hard and cum with an anal plug in place. Because "you never know when having that hole already open will come in handy," she said.

I felt my ass close around the shaft of the dildo. As my hole relaxed and accepted the invasion, my cock stiffened in Elena's hand. No one had as much control over my cock. Close to our regular milking time in the late afternoon, I craved her fingers on my erection, I learned to cum quickly so she would make me do it again. Elena could make me leak sometimes just by looking at my crotch.

"Ok milkmaids! The clock will start in one minute. Remember, don't sacrifice emotional satisfaction for speed. If your sub needs more time to produce, give it to him. If he squeals, let him. Do what it takes to make your cocks cum but remember, it's just a Domme game," she laughed. "No one needs to get hurt."

Grunts and gasps suddenly filled the room as five male subs reacted to being simultaneously penetrated and milked. The sharp echo of female hands cracking against male asses punctuated the background of male panting and grunting. Sudden yelps of pain and groans of ecstasy permeated a room full of horny, dominant women exercising their power.

If you were there at all it was because you were interested. What if it turned out you were more interested than you thought? What if you found yourself flushed and uncomfortably wet with your fingers in your panties just from witnessing the competition? Was this the right place for you? Were you among friends?

"Feel free to express yourselves ladies," Mistress Morgan smiled. "This display of depraved male submission is expected to be arousing for any naturally dominant woman. Please know that you are among like-minded peers who share your passion for subservient men."

Elena preferred the classic milking position. With my weight on my elbows and knees, my face inches from the floor, my legs spread and my ass stuck in the air, she began sliding her fingers along my shaft.

"Wider slut!" She nudged my knees further apart then crouched between my legs, playing with the dildo handle protruding out of my ass. She caught my balls and pulled them tight in her hand. I could feel the tingling begin to build. I rode the wave, knowing I had my Domme's permission. Unless she stopped it, I was going to ejaculate.

Elena pulled back on my balls and slapped my ass, a tactic that usually pushed me over the edge. But before I could cum, one of the other subs bellowed. Seconds before I produced for Elena, Lois milked Brad across the finish line. She pointed Brad's ejaculating cock to the glass cum collector resting on the floor between his legs. Brad grunted as Lois milked the last of his cum into the container.

"Winner," shouted Mistress Morgan! Congratulations Lois and Brad!

Lois beamed with pride as she posed for phone pictures of her and her prize-winning cock. Lois correctly assumed that Brad's still-rigid erection on display between his wide-spread legs, would never have performed so well without her touch and training over the past several weeks.

With his ass raised, his legs spread wide and his cock dripping the last of his cum into the collector, Mistress Morgan stuck a first prize red ribbon onto the anal plug protruding from Brad's lower dildo hole.

"Congratulations Brad. You produced extremely well under pressure from equally talented competition. Your Domme should be proud of you. Lois, you have done a fine job with him.

"Thank you Mistress. I could not have done it without your help." She glanced down at Brad, with his face on the floor, and his ass in the air. Show your respect Brad. You are in the presence of Mistress Morgan, your instructor and my mentor."

Eager to please, Brad quickly shifted position to face Mistress Morgan. His prize-winning cock still erect and shiny with cum. Mistress Morgan patted Brad's head.

"Good job Brad, I am proud of your ability to let go of your preconceptions of male behaviour and embrace your submissive, docile side.

Lois, a couple of the subs are still being milked. I suspect they have a little performance anxiety overriding their training. Be a dear and make sure our guests are comfortable before you turn the house lights up.

If anyone needs assistance satisfying their itch, my sub will be happy to provide services, on the house, of course."

Lois pulled on my leash and I followed her to a large blonde woman slumped in a chair with her legs spread. Lois positioned me between her legs then asked the woman if she would like the sub to finish her. The woman nodded frantically and Lois pushed my face into the soaked hole. After some exploratory licking I found her clit and began working her toward an orgasm.

I tongue fucked the blonde pussy until the woman shrieked and clamped my head between her thighs. Her pussy flooded all over my face.

"Thank you," she said to Lois, "that was perfect." Lois smiled and pulled me away from the satiated woman. She guided me toward another guest who was having trouble completing her orgasm.

"On your knees sub. This is what you're good for." I knelt in front of a large black woman who immediately grabbed my head and forced it between her thighs.

"Lick slut!" She was almost there. I found her clit easily and sucked on it. I bit her nub gently and she squealed. From there, I drove her over the edge into that zone where she was ready to let herself go. Stimulated and free to respond, she shuddered and came on my face. I licked her pussy clean and kissed her thighs. Lois pulled on my leash and I was led to the next female struggling to cum. The object was to make sure all the women were completely satisfied by this point in the presentation.

Mission accomplished, if all the moans and sighs were an accurate indication. Mistress Morgan moved among the guests, a reassuring presence.

"Take your time ladies. My sub can help you stay in that nice afterglow or edge you to another orgasm. Use him for what he's good for. Lois, please lead the sub to that beautiful woman on your left who seems to be struggling."

Lois pulled on my leash. I knelt in front of a stunning Asian woman who had her hand down the front of her jeans. "Can I offer you some assistance Mei," Lois asked? I saw Mei hesitate, then decide.

"Yes. Get over here sub! This whole depraved scene has got me shoving my fingers down my pants. You can fix that."

Mei slid her jeans down her long muscular thighs, down her legs and kicked them off. She hooked her thumbs in her g-string and peeled it off. Lois loosened my leash while Mei grabbed my hair and buried my face in her crotch.

"Lick! Don't stop till I tell you!" I inhaled Mei's musky pussy and licked her brown nub until she screamed.

"God! You're good at that! Give me your cock, slut!

I quickly positioned myself on my knees so that Mei had full access to my erection. She slid down in her seat and tried to swallow my cock whole. Her tongue slathered saliva along the hard shaft. Mei held me by my balls while she sucked my cock. I came in her mouth within minutes. She swallowed it all. Mei licked my erection clean. She lay back in her seat, naked from the waist down with her legs spread open while she licked my cock.

"I'm done with you. Make sure my pussy is clean, sub." I made sure for the next 15 to 20 minutes. Mei finally took her pussy away from me, stood and zippered her jeans. She left without a glance at the naked sub at her feet. Lois looked at me with sympathy.

"Poor sub is in love huh? Poor you. She's done with you but you're not done. You have more cleanup to do on her seat and on the floor that her feet were on, sub. Start licking, I think Mistress has a different job for you when you're done."

I licked Mei's wetness from the seat of her chair and my cum off the floor. Lois watched until I was done then tugged on my leash.

"Come slut, I think you can do a little something for me now, until Mistress finds another use for you."