Thomas was huddled against the thirty-foot transparent wall. Just a few feet away on the other side of the wall, dozens of female spectators had assembled to watch. In the air, were numerous camera drones that could rapidly buzz around to catch the action from every conceivable angle.
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Horror Story - Mistress Sonia's Sperm Worms
In the commentary box, two big-titted young women wearing tight leather watched the action from multiple close-up camera feeds. One of them spoke.
“Thomas is looking pretty nervous Angela.”
“And so he should be Pamela. He is just seconds away from receiving his just punishment. Not obeying his Auntie Judy is a serious crime, and it won’t be tolerated.”
“What do you think about the male arguments that simply disobeying a woman should not be a crime?”
“It’s bullshit Pamela! Disobeying a woman is a serious crime, and men are not ready freedom yet. I don’t care how young or old a male is, if they do the crime, they must take the punishment.”
“Still, I can’t help feeling sorry for the little guy. What’s his name again?” Angela inquired.
“Yes, Thomas. I mean, he’s only eighteen, and he didn’t even really disobey his aunt as much as he was caught sniffing her leather high heeled shoes and masturbating into her panties.”
“Well, he was unlucky, but you know the law," Pamela continued. "If you’re caught relieving yourself by the woman in charge of you, you’re considered just as guilty. Still, I agree, it is unfortunate.”
“I think that this is going to be hardest on him. I doubt if he’s even old enough to ejaculate yet.”
“He's eighteen Angela. He can ejaculate just fine. But, if that’s the case, he’s going to be in for a rough time." Pamela said. "Mistress Sonia's creatures are remorseless, and they’ll suck his little cock until it’s raw.”
In the arena, stood eighteen-year old Thomas, naked before the throng of dominant women present in the arena. They were waiting for the punishment to begin so they could cheer on Mistress Sonia's newest creation as they drained Thomas dry. In this world, woman dominated society, it was considered that the punishment should fit the crime as set down by Mistress Sonia. Thomas willfully blew off his Auntie Judy's request, and now he was to be publicly violated live on public television for twenty-four hours.
He had snuck into the dining room once and watched as his Auntie Judy sat in her high backed chair in the living room and cheered as a young man was held down and milked by a voracious plant creature. The young man never stood a chance. Once the creature had latched onto his cock and balls, it was over. He was at its mercy. Mistress Sonia was famous for her creatures that would milk a man dry. Now he was about to experience the punishment... live.
"And here comes the Mistress of Ceremonies, Mistress Sonia!" Angela said with admiration.
The very statuesque Mistress Sonia stepped into the arena with a microphone in her well manicured hand. She waved to the crowd with smile.
Thomas couldn't help by stare at Mistress Sonia. Her voluptuous body was encased alluringly in a jet-black satin corset that just shimmered beautifully in the soft afternoon light. The ample swells of her large creamy breasts were threatening to spill over the confining cups of the bra part of the sexy garment. There must have been some serious underwire and reinforcement in that thing to hold those babies up the way they were. A thin spaghetti strap over each shoulder helped to hold up the cups supporting those heavy monsters. Her big tits were pushed together and up to create a long deep line of cleavage that Thomas could clearly see from his vantage point opposite her. The young man gulped as he looked at the impressive mounds of her breasts. He had masturbatory fantasies about her and the creature she kept.
She took another step forward and then stopped, her feet about shoulder width apart and her hands on her hips in a provocative pose. Oh man, what a sight. As she looked at Thomas with lustful desire in her eyes, he was awarded a perfect view of her pretty face.
Thomas thought to himself, she reminds me of Auntie Judy and the way she wears her long silver hair down and she had fluffed it up in the bathroom so it had a wild sexy look to it. She'd put on a touch of makeup and her lips were a bee-stung bright red and her bronze eye-shadow and dark mascara gave her a smoldering sensual look.
His eyes drifted down past her tremendous breasts to where the perfectly-fitting corset nipped in nicely at her waist. It pulled in sharply to accentuate her mature hourglass figure before ending where her wide womanly hips started to flare out. Her pussy was barely covered by extremely high-cut black satin panties which snugly cupped the mound of her pussy. Her panties were cut extremely high on her hips and finished with a narrow waistband that was partially hidden by the bottom edge of the corset.
Looking further down, the long ivory columns of her legs were encased in sheer black thigh-highs that hugged her shapely thighs beautifully. They ended high on her thighs in an intricate lacy band about 3" wide. As Thomas's eyes drifted down her long shapely legs, he saw that she was wearing the sexiest shoes he had ever seen. They were black with a long pointy toe, open sides, and then on a five-inch stiletto heel, another piece of leather embraced the back of her foot, with a wide anchoring strap encircling her delicate ankle.
The whole look was incredibly striking and fantastically sexy. Thomas never would have believed this was the same woman that he saw on television last week. She looked like a lusty silver-haired buxom pornstar, come to life, right here in this arena. In her high heels she stepped sexily over, heels clicking with every step until she stood right in front of him.
"It is time for your punishment young man." Mistress Sonia sneered. "I have a very special request from your aunt, whom you disobeyed."
"I'm sorry ma'am!"
"Ma'am?" the voluptuous woman snapped back. "You will call me Mistress Sonia! Do I make myself clear?"
"Yes Mistress Sonia! Perfectly clear!" Thomas kneeled as he spoke.
"You were caught masturbating into your aunt's panties while sniffing her stinky shoes. You have been found guilty. Because you want your seed drained so badly, your Auntie Judy wants your seed thoroughly culled from your balls as punishment for disobeying her orders." Mistress Sonia said with an evil tone in her voice. "For you Thomas, I have chosen my newest line of milking creatures. Mistress Sonia's very own special Sperm Worms to milk you dry."
The crowd went wild with her announcement!
"Mistress Sonia's Sperm Worms!?" Angela was aghast
Pamela coughed for a second and spoke, "Thomas is being treated, or should I say tortured, to a very special event. Mistress Sonia rarely allows new creatures to be released on live television, but instead saves them for special Milk-per-View events. This event though is being broadcast to all households with the mandate that the male population watch and learn."
"Auntie Judy must really want her nephew to learn his lesson!" Angela added.
Mistress Sonia stepped closer to Thomas and took his chi in one hand and spoke into the microphone. "In the worm nest there are over a dozen eager Sperm Worm families - perhaps as many as one-hundren worms in total. My Sperm Worms are specially designed creatures that collect the DNA of other species as part of their reproduction process. By far the most efficient way to harvest it, is by sucking sperm directly from their victims, and they are very, very good at it."
The crowd erupted in a mass of cheers and clapping. Mistress Sonia strutted around Thomas in her skysc****r heels as she let her long fingernails gently scratch his side and back.
"My Sperm Worms function using a telepathic hive mind, which means that every piece of information learned in pleasuring your cock and making your balls full, is instantly understood by all the others." Mistress Sonia continued as she gently stroked Thomas's ass. "Over the hundreds of tests that I've personally overseen, the worms have learned where human males store their seed, how best to retrieve it, and how best to stimulate the males so that they will produce more sperm than is normally possible. They are my perfect creation. They will drain your seed whether you want them to... or not."
"It sounds to me as if Thomas has his work cut out for him." Angela said.
"Mistress Sonia has always allowed men to face only one creature," Pamela added. "This will be the very first time we've seen multiple creatures forcing a man to cum for his life."
Mistress Sonia stood in front of Thomas, smiled the announced to the audience, "This male specimen will have no chance. This is different from any other milking battle you will ever see. This isn't just one cum an done. No! This is a multi-cum-inducing orgasmic nightmare for this young man! So, without further adieu, Mistress Sonia's Sperm Worms!"
Before Thomas could react, Mistress Sonia exited out of a sliding glass door and took her place in the audience on a dais. Sitting next to her was his aunt. Auntie Judy was smiling from ear to ear.
A siren sounded and a panel opened in the far wall. A roiling mass of multi-segmented Sperm Worms slowly slithered into the dusty pen. Thomas watched them horrified. The worms ranged in size from one to six inches in diameter, and ten to thirty feet long. They slowly covered the 50 yards from the panel to Thomas.
"Here they come Pamela." Angela announced. "I've never seen these before, but judging by their mouths, they look awfully hungry for cum!"
"I'll pull up the information on the Sperm Worm," Pamela responded back. "I'm sure our viewing audience would like to know a little more about Mistress Sonia's newest creation."
Thomas knew instinctively that the worms wanted his seed, and he immediately brought both hands up, covering his groin. Thomas rushed to the glass door and looked imploringly at his aunt. He pushed and pulled at the glass door, terrified. He knew what would happen. He snuck out of his room to watch bits and pieces of previous punishments on television, so he only had a vague idea what to expect, but the exaggerated stories he’d heard at school were horrific.
“Keep your ass pressed against the glass. You don't want them penetrating you,” his aunt warned. Thomas stood beside the glass door and did just that, his pale bottom spread against the glass, doing exactly what he was told to. He was trying to staying close to the glass so that the worms could not have an easy target to attack.
Throughout the arena, the all-female audience was laughing at the boy’s attempts to protect himself. Watching his young bottom spread against the glass was comical enough, but what made it particularly amusing was the fact that every male sentenced to the arena for milking, tried exactly the same thing, and the audience knew it had never yet saved a single one.
"Here is a tidbit of information about Mistress Sonia's Sperm Worms; the worms operate in families of between four and twelve creatures. They approach and surround their prey without hesitation and they will go straight for their prey's groin area." Pamela said with interest.
"Each family of Sperm Worms will take their turn milking their prey for the one thing they crave... cum!" Angela added.
"It looks like Thomas is in some trouble now." Pamela laughed. "Four of them seem to have the young man in their sights. Thomas is doing his best to fend them off while trying to keep his privates tightly covered."
"It seems that they are very persistent," Angela said with a lilt in her voice. "Judging from how these worms have been designed, their musculature is not only impressive, but they look very powerful!"
Thomas tried to move slowly with his ass on the glass surface. A Sperm Worm hissed to his right and he looked over. That was his first mistake...
"There is the first strike!" Pamela announced. "One of Mistress Sonia's Sperm Worms attacked from his left when he was distracted. The smaller worm is trying to work its way under his hand. He is trying to defend himself from the one and steps away from the glass wall of the arena."
"They are pretty quick!" Angela exclaimed. "Two more are behind him now and he doesn't see them!"
"One of them is entwining his arm from behind and trying to pull it away so the smaller worm can attach to his cock!" Pamela was on the edge of her seat with excitement. "Two of the larger ones behind him are sliding up the inside of his legs!"
The audience began cheering as they watched Thomas try to interrupt the two worms on his legs by closing them, but they proved much too strong for his feeble attempt and they forced his legs implacably open. The thick worm around his arm tensed and pulled his arm away from his privates. He reached out with his other arm to push the creature off him.
Thomas's aunt placed her hand on Mistress Sonia's arm, "Oh my, this is better than I imagined! Are they going to drain him?"
Mistress Sonia smiled at Auntie Judy, "Oh yes... my Sperm Worms will pull the cum from your nephew's balls. They will cull his attitude towards you and it will serve as a lesson to all males that even the most minor of infractions will now be dealt with, with the severest of punishments. Watch, the best is yet to come."
Thomas tried his best to fend the worms off, but their sheer strength overwhelmed him. He used both hands to try and remove one of the Sperm Worms from his leg.
“Oh, looks like the worms are about to get their first victim Angela. Thomas has made a big mistake taking both hands away from his groin!”
The second Thomas’s groin was exposed, the small worm went straight for Thomas’s shrunken penis. Its maw opened in three parts, revealing hundreds of soft villi - fleshy, centimeter long, finger-like protrusions that waved and strained to touch the boy’s penis.
"What kind of mouth is that!?" Angela inquired.
"Three parts and covered in villi," Pamela informed her. "Villi are one of the minute, wormlike processes on certain membranes, especially on the mucous membrane of the mouth of the Sperm Worm, where they serve in absorbing nutriment... a man's cum."
The Sperm Worm closed its maw around his penis, and Thomas immediately realized his mistake and switched his focus back to his penis. He was shocked to feel that the villi had already peeled back his foreskin, and it took less than two seconds! He gripped the neck of the slender worm but it was extremely muscular and covered in clear mucous, and his hand slid along its body. Meanwhile, one of the worms sliding up his leg, detected his distraction and immediately clamped onto his scrotum with its own cum-milking maw.
Angela gasped, “Uh oh, that big one has attached itself to his testicles. Once you have a man by the balls, it’s all over.”
“What do you mean by that Angela?”
“Well, it says here, you can sometimes pull a Sperm Worm off of the penis once they start sucking on it. A man's penis is pretty tough, but with their testicles, it’s pretty much impossible. If you pull, the Sperm Worm will swallow down on them, and it gets very painful for the prey. The more you pull, the harder they squeeze.”
“Sounds uncomfortable Angela. Is there anything Thomas can do?”
“According to the zoology report on the Sperm Worm, I don’ think so. Probably his best bet is just relax and let them have their way with him now. At least that way, he won’t get injured," Angela stated.
Thomas was in shock, and he didn’t know where to focus his attention. His dick head was being licked, for want of a better word, by dozens of warm, slimy villi, and he could feel himself rapidly hardening. Suddenly he saw flashes of white-blue light inside the head of the worm holding his penis, closely followed by the one that had his testicles.
He gasped, “Ahhhh,” and his legs weakened at the intense pleasure.
“I've never seen that before! It looks like Thomas is getting zapped. You were right, it really is all over for him now. Let's get a close up of the worm working his cock over and pull up the information on this new attack. Talk us through what’s happening to him Angela.”
“Sure Pamela. Well the worm is basically zapping him with bio-electric shocks, very much like a terrestrial electric eel, but instead of hurting him, the current is perfectly modulated to arouse him. This information is then transferred to the entire hive mind of Sperm Worms. Once this starts, most victims quickly lose their capacity to fight back.”
“And what will he be feeling right now Angela?”
“Well, I’ve never experienced it myself Pamela," Angela laughed. "But I’m told that it feels like a gentle tingling vibration in every millimeter of his testicles and glans, that instantly makes a man feel as though he’s on the verge of an intense orgasm.”
“So in effect, it is instantly edging his cock. It sounds quite pleasant Angela. How is this a punishment?”
“Right now, he is undoubtedly feeling intensely pleasure, and I daresay Thomas is probably about to experience his first orgasm as we speak, but you need to consider two things: in the first place, it’s happening on global television, which I imagine Thomas is somewhat self-conscious about, and secondly, it’s only his first orgasm."
"Only his first orgasm?" Pamela asked.
"The worms need to keep him at that level of intense arousal for ten or fifteen minutes at a time in order for him to ejaculate, so by the time he’s on his fifth or sixth orgasm, the feeling is usually so intense that it reduces even the most defiant and hardened of men, if you’ll pardon the pun, to tears of frustration. I imagine it will be something that Thomas will remember for the rest of his life.”
Down on the arena floor, Thomas had lost all his strength as the stimulation induced by Mistress Sonia's Sperm Worm attached to his scrotum and throbbing cock drove him wild. The other worm between his legs slid up behind, parting his butt cheeks. It was a good three inches thick, and it placed its bullet-shaped head against his anus. He fell onto his back and looked back to his aunt and met her steel-grey eyes. There was no mercy to be found.
Auntie Judy felt Mistress Sonia's hand on her back as she looked at her nephew and mouth one perfectly visible command to him... "Cum."
Thomas knew he was doomed. He felt the worm there working its way into him, and clenched feebly, but the worm wriggled and pushed until it had worked a couple of centimeters into his asshole. He could feel his anus spreading slowly to accept the burrowing creature, then the worm smoothly and slowly drove up into him. His ass-ring burned as the worm stretched it wide. Thomas was helpless as he felt it filling his bowels, and then immediately, the same tingling sensation overwhelmed him.
"Please... no... I'm cumming," he whispered distraughtly. "Stop..."
He ejaculated immediately and powerfully, and the worm on his dick suckled his semen down hungrily. The Sperm Worm began a powerful undulating motion of stroking up and down his turgid member and planting thousands of kisses along the very sensitive opening on the tip of his glans as it began drawing out more of his potent seed.
"That's how it works ladies," Pamela said factually. "Thomas is blowing his first load of many into the dominating mouth of Mistress Sonia's Sperm Worm.
"It's still wants more."
"Yes it does Angela, and it's not going to stop until he gives it everything it demands."
The worm had tasted his thick-salty cum and continued to stroke the hardness, running up and down with gentle strokes. It wanted to drink his cum. To Thomas, if felt like he was going to continuously explode as his cock throbbed almost painfully.
Mistress Sonia leaned over to Auntie Judy and whispered into her ear, "Your nephew makes a fitting victim. My worm is going to drain another load now. The second is always more powerful than the first because of the post-orgasm torture... watch as your nephew submits to my milking masterpiece!"
"Please! Auntie Judy!" Thomas screamed. "No more! Please! I'm cumming Auntie Judy! I'm cumming again!"
Thomas convulsed as the worm drew him deeper into itself. Then, the world exploded around him. His cock finally surged hard, pumping white clouds of cum into the worm's merciless mouth as he moaned in pleasure. The villi around his shaft continued to kiss as he felt his entire body shudder from the effort of the orgasm. Thomas felt each jet burst into the Sperm Worm's hot mouth, but he was lost in the incredible sensations that assaulted him, each stroke brought pleasure almost to a burst point as his body writhed in the Sperm Worm’s embrace.
The worm continued sucking his cock and when there was nothing else pumping from the boy’s penis, the worm released him and fell to the arena floor, and the boy’s rock hard penis bounced up towards his belly, sticky with worm mucous. Another worm immediately took the first one’s place.
"No! Please make them stop!" Thomas's pleading could barely be heard over the roaring of the crowd.
The women in the crowd were chanting, "Cum! Cum! Cum! Cum!"
“Oh boy, they’re double teaming him. They aren’t going to give him a second to recover are they Angela?”
“Actually Pamela, they are. The worms somehow perfectly understand the refractory time of each victim - that’s how long it takes before he’s ready to, well, to make another donation. We don’t know how they know it; they just do. That second worm is just getting ready. They work as a family, and each worm takes a turn.”
“That seems very fair of them Angela," Pamela laughed.
“It’s not fair, so much as co-operative Pamela. The worms’ objective is to collect as much DNA as possible. As soon as one has finished, another member of the family will get into position ready for their turn.”
“I see. So what’s to stop a man from simply running away while they’re waiting for him to recharge?”
“Good question Pamela," Angela stated. "The small tendrils in their mouths exude a chemical that is absorbed through the victim’s skin. It acts somewhat like a paralytic agent, but instead of stopping his body from moving, it simply interrupts the connection from his conscious mind and his limbs and they feel as if they are asleep. Even though he can move, albeit slowly, I imagine by now Thomas is pretty much incapable of resisting.”
“Gosh, that sounds as if Mistress Sonia's Sperm Worm's are frighteningly efficient. So how long will they keep draining his reproductive juices Angela?”
“Well, Thomas's punishment is scheduled for twenty-four hours, but if we didn’t get in and rescue him after that, the worms would continue until every one of them had harvested the boy’s seed.”
“That doesn’t sound so bad. There’s only about eight in that family. I don’t know about you, but I've managed to milk my male thralls four times in a day!”
“No, not the family Pamela; the entire group.”
“But there must be over fifty worms down there Angela. They couldn’t all get a sample!”
“There’s seventy-six, but they can be very persuasive Pamela. I've been informed that there have been cases where Mistress Sonia's subjects have been sentenced to death and are placed within the actual nest. The men have been literally milked to death. I believe the report read it takes about four or five days.”
“Ohhh, but what a way to go Angela!”
“Indeed. We’ve seen people in the arena who have been milked a record twenty-one times in twenty-four hours, but I imagine that Thomas will be milked somewhere between thirty and fifty times before his sentence is up.”
"It isn't normal for a male to be milked two or three times in a day though. Four is a stretch. But over thirty times in twenty-four hours?"
"Pamela, the chemical induction by the Sperm Worm forces the male testes to over-produce sperm. It also causes priapism, but it is not dangerous like the effect that is caused when taking pharmaceuticals. The chemicals the creature introduces into the male's system allows the blood to escape and refill the sponge-like material in the penis."
“Ouch! I don’t suppose they’ll be interested in porn for a few days then Angela.”
“No, I don’t imagine they would Pamela…”
Mistress Sonia and Auntie Judy watched as Thomas succumbed to the worms seduction. Thomas struggled as he gingerly rose to his feet. He slowly shuffled over to the glass doors of the arena and put his hand to the wall to support himself. Sweat mixed with the worms ichor covered his body.
Thomas lifted his head and looked at Mistress Sonia. She gave him a slight smile and motioned to the arena which began to pick up in noise. Thomas turned around and saw more of Mistress Sonia's Sperm Worms advancing. He turned back around to the Mistress of the Arena and his aunt with pleading eyes.
"Thomas, you disobeyed me and gave me attitude," Auntie Judy said with a venomous tone. "I want the worms to drain you dry. I want you to think of me when you are cumming in its inescapable maw. I want you to think of my feet and heels milking your cock when the worms are making you cum."
No sooner than she finished talking to her nephew the worms were once again on the attack. No one would help Thomas. The first worm to reach the him rose its head a full seven feet in the air and swayed before him, almost as though it was assessing which target to go for, his cock or drive him to the ground and let one of the smaller worms latch on first.
Then it moved towards Thomas’s neck. Thomas grabbed at it, but it was one of the more powerful ones - a full six inches thick, and the teenager was unable to stop its progress as it slithered across his shoulder and down his back. Another one rose directly between the boy’s legs, heading straight for the boy’s large swinging balls. Thomas kicked at it hard to save himself but couldn't make contact as he continued to struggle with the large b**st that was wrapping itself, python-like, around his torso, and then down his leg. The sheer weight of the worm staggered the teenager forwards onto his knees. The crowd went wild!
More worms moved in for a concerted attack on Thomas, and he screeched in fear. He mustered all his strength, and grabbed it to stop it sliding further up his leg. He wrestled heroically with it, as another approached from above him. Thomas tried moving away but was unable to dodge its attack. The worm took a hold of one of his arms as he grabbed the new attacker with the other hand. He somehow found the adrenaline to struggle to his feet with the other worm holding his arm. Unfortunately, he rose from the ground with his legs spread. Sensing an opportunity, three smaller worms moved in for the kill.
Thomas let out a howling scream as a very slender worm slid effortlessly into his already aching rectum. His eyes grew wide as his low hanging balls and flaccid penis disappeared into two more mouths at the same time. All three worms instantly started to shimmer and sparkle as the electricity flowed from them. Thomas reacted as though he was holding a live outlet, vibrating, then collapsing back onto his knees. His victory of standing up, short lived.
“Gosh, that didn’t take as long as the first family of worms, and the lights seem to be flickering in time with each other,” Pamela said, surprised.
“Indeed, this is very unusual. Once in a while, when a family of worms is very closely in tune with each other, they form a special group, and the shocks work in harmony with each other. The shocks pass between the worms and can also occur at the same time. It produces a far more intense experience. I think that Thomas is in for a very… stimulating time of it.”
Thomas could feel the current passing from his balls to his prostate, and from his prostate to his penis. They literally formed a circuit, and the feeling was unbelievable. He instantly lost all interest in the two worms that he was holding, and finally, he collapsed to his side on the floor. The two worms he’d been holding slithered behind him, and wriggling like beached tadpoles trying to return to a pond, were joined by two more worms as the four of them wrapped around his appendages, forcing his arms and legs apart.
"They've got him dead to rights now Angela!" Pamela exclaimed.
"You are not k**ding Pamela," Angela added. "Mistress Sonia's newest creation has him spread wide now and they are starting to really work over his ass, balls and cock!"
Thomas could feel his hole stretching and vibrating and the worm in his ass began twisting and turning to force its way deeper into the tight opening. He groaned in pain, and another worm came from nowhere and entered his mouth, stretching his jaws so wide that he couldn’t even close his mouth enough to bite. It was almost as though the family was angry at him for resisting. The one in his mouth clamped firmly onto his tongue with its soft maw and it began sucking.
"He's being ****d from both ends!" Pamela's excitement was boiling over.
He could feel the one in his rectum writhing, jostling for position and then it started to working its way much higher through his bowels. All eight worms attacking him started zapping in harmony with the others. Thomas felt as though his penis was growing monstrously large under the sucking ministrations of the worm that was on him. Like using a vacuum pump, his dick had been expanded to its maximum six inch size, and it was so hard that veins bulged along its length in the worm’s mouth. The one on his balls was being much rougher than the one that had attached to Jack. It was tugging on his fat, boiling nuts, twisting with its whole body, like a crocodile trying to drown and break its prey. It was squeezing and massaging his scrotum - not hard enough to cause damage, but enough to cause a dull ache.
“Those worms really look like they’re doing a number on young Thomas, Angela. We didn’t see this level of activity with the first family of worms. It almost looks like they’re trying to punish him. Is there any danger?”
“No, I don’t think that the boy’s in danger of permanent injury. The worms, like all of Mistress Sonia's genetic milking monsters, value their donors too highly for that, but I think that his spirited resistance may have caused this. I suspect that testosterone in his sweat, as well as what were clearly an ample-sized set of testicles has sent the worm family into frenzy. It’s a bit like a shark feeding frenzy, and they’re all very eager to get their share of his cum.”
“Yowch! Well the way that one is tugging on the boy’s bag, I sure wouldn’t want to be him.”
“I quite agree with you Pamela. That’s one young man who’s going to be in need of an ice pack tomorrow.”
Thomas was beyond fighting now. He could feel the worms writhing all over him, and in him, but his only thought was how horny he felt, and how badly he wanted to cum. He lay, as the electricity coursed throughout his body - lighting up his erogenous zones, and he came; time after time after time. His thick fuck juice flowed freely into the worms mouth as it sucked it down greedily. Over forty-five minutes passed as the worms took Thomas beyond the feelings of lust that filled his being. Mistress Sonia and Auntie Judy sat sipping on drinks and talking casually as he was being milked dry on the arena floor.
The family of worms, sensing that no more cum was going to be produced for quite some time, disengaged from their prey's body. They slowly slithered away satisfied with their haul of seed.
Thomas was drenched in sweat. His body ached from head to toe. The taste in his mouth was that of salty-sweet honey. It was the worm's natural aphrodisiac that kept Thomas's cock hard, throbbing and overly stimulated.
Thomas wore a shocked expression mixed with complete exhaustion, but there was no sense of awareness beyond his own feelings. Thomas knew that there was nothing he could do against the worms. The two family of worms had worn him out. What he didn't know is that the third family of worms were already on the prowl. They didn't care that his balls had been emptied. They could sense his trembling, hard meat pole, ripe for the sucking.
He feebly trod on the small worm that was slithering up his leg and tried to slip his other leg free. He wanted to run for the opposite corner of the arena to escape but he just didn't have the strength to lift himself and it didn't help that his hands and feet were numb and asleep. His balls hurt so bad. He silently vowed to himself that he would never, ever smell his aunt's high heels or jack off with her panties again.
More of Mistress Sonia's Sperm Worms closed in on Thomas, all moving at the leisurely pace of a predator who knows its prey has no chance or hope escape. They knew instinctively that the boy was unable to move due to the toxins and aphrodisiacs flooding his system. Thomas tried to roll over onto his knees, but fell backwards.
“Angela, it looks like Thomas wants to make a break for it, but he has nothing left to even stand. I don’t rate his chances very much.”
“I don’t rate them at all. The only reason he hasn't been attack is that the worms are slowly surrounding him. This is a very large family of worms. I don’t know if this young man has had a true sexual experience yet, not counting the worms of course, but if he hasn’t, he’s very soon going to find out what all the fuss is about.”
Two of the worms attacked Thomas at the same time. One of them went straight for his hard, trembling penis, and he batted it away. The other one instantly wrapped around his ankle and proceeded to coil up his leg. Thomas bent to force it back down, turning his back on the first small one. Like a cobra striking in slow motion, it unerringly targeted his puckered hole. Thomas felt the moist head against his hole and straightened in shock, thrusting his pelvis forwards, but he was already too slow as the slender worm drove up into his rectum. Thomas rolled around the arena floor almost comically with the worm flopping about while attached to his bottom. The one on his leg engulfed the hard cock pulling back the shaft and tightening the skin of the glans as it did so, but Thomas was momentarily more concerned by the one in his rectum. It was horrible feeling of invasion.
"You can see the veins on his forehead and the tensing of his shoulders. He is trying his best to free himself" Angela said firmly.
Thomas felt the adrenaline and the fight or flight instinct kick into high gear. He grabbed the worm that was working its way into his ass tightly and yanked it out with a savage yell, holding to prevent it re-penetrating him. Then he became aware of the one on his penis, he pulled it off him too. But in the five seconds since it had swallowed his penis, he already had a straining six and a half inch swollen erection. The glans was purple, hard and shiny.
“Wow, now THAT is a quick erection there Angela. I didn’t know it was possible to get hard that quickly. It's impressive enough that I would love to wrap my hands around it an stroke it into submission!”
“I guess he’s at that age, and let’s be honest Pamela, he doesn’t have much to make hard. I prefer a man with a long, thick cock, but I would like to join you in forcing him to cum for us!”
Thomas fought with the squirming worm in his hands. The small worm and the boy were of similar strength to each other, but the worm was so slippery that the boy couldn’t grip it properly, and slowly, it forced its way through his hands towards his penis. He saw its maw open and was horrified by all the villi inside. It closed around him, and he was surprised to discover that it was warm. The villi felt like tiny tongues licking his helmet. He’d never had his dick head stimulated before, and it instantly gave him a straining, tingly feeling in his balls. They were licking every millimeter of him, even behind the rim of his glans. More worms reached him. Wrapping around his legs, and writhing over the one that was already on his dick. A worm went for his balls. Thomas tried to fight it off, but he tripped over the mass of muscular flesh at his feet. Even as he fell, the worm was touching his scrotum. Thomas’s balls hadn’t dropped yet, and in the cool air, his scrotum was not very loose. The worm probed his tight bag with its open maw, until it found what it was looking for, and clamped firmly onto his small right nut, instantly going to work on it. Thomas was unused to such intense sensations. The worm behind, slithered back into his rectum. More worms were arriving. Thomas tried to clamber back onto his feet, but another worm wrapped around his free leg and jerked it out to the side, and the boy fell to his face, widely spread-eagled. Even as he rose to his hands, he felt his left nut disappearing inside another worm’s mouth. The three that had attached first, started to zap him, and he went weak with the intensity of pleasure in his rectum, on his right testicle, and penis. He tried to hold himself up on his arms in a press-up position, but he was woozy with pleasure, and collapsed to his face in the dust. He was just able to roll onto his back, before he could fight no more. Soon, as they all started zapping him, he was lit up like a Christmas tree. He could only lay there trembling whilst the worms worked on him.
After half an hour, yet more worms attached themselves to him via his nipples, and even his tongue. For three hours, Thomas lay in a stupor, his eyes droopy, staring into space, writhing in time with the worms’ undulations. Every five or ten minutes, the boy would give a major shudder for ten or fifteen seconds, before returning to his more soporific state.
“Damn, those worms are really doing a number on poor Thomas. Talk about making up for lost time.”
“Why do you think so many of them are attaching to him Angela?”
“Well Pamela, I think this proves what you suggested earlier.”
“What’s that Angela?”
“That this boy is not old enough to ejaculate."
Pamela laughed gleefully and said, "Not old enough to ejaculate? The first two waves of worms drained him dry! It's no wonder he isn't producing any seed for them to feed on."
Angela leaned into Pamela and smiled. "You only get a whole family of Sperm Worms going to work like that when the victim is not delivering the required fluids. You’ll notice that the boy shudders every five or ten minutes. I’m willing to bet that those are orgasms, but because he’s not delivering, the worms are stimulating him in more and more ways to force him to produce what they want. They’ll most likely continue like that until the time is up tomorrow. I wouldn’t be surprised if the boy has well over one hundred dry orgasms. His little testicles are going to be utterly worn out.”
“One hundred in twenty-four hours?! Hmmm, well I certainly don’t envy him.”
“No, me neither. He’s going to be in constant state of extreme arousal, and even when he orgasms, they won’t give him time to rest and recover. I honestly think that by the time we take him out of there, that young man is going to have trouble walking without assistance.”
Thomas could no longer think straight. He was only aware of his surroundings in the most peripheral sense. His whole existence had been reduced to a series of hyper-stimulated erogenous zones. His glans, his frenulum, the ring of his anus, his prostate, his testicles, tongue, nipples, and now even his earlobes and neck were at a fever pitch of excitement. There was an almost cloudless blue sky above, and he lay on his back, eyes open and staring, but he could barely see the sky. Little flashes were constantly going off in his vision - not the blue-white electrical flashes produced by the worms, but the colorless fireworks of senses overloaded. He could feel his dick throbbing and pumping, and his balls seemed to be vibrating. He was as powerless to resist, as a leaf being swept off a waterfall. His body was writhing on automatic, as it was utterly swept along by the erotic waves that crashed continuously throughout the various parts of his body. Every so often, he was aware that the feeling became briefly more intense, and he had the sense that his balls and his dick were trying to do something, then the moment would pass, and he would revert to the previous almost equally stratospheric level of arousal.
Twenty-one hours later…
“Hello again Angela. Ladies and gentlemen, we’re all back from a break and as you join us, Thomas is in the last few minutes of his sentence. As you can probably see, he has tears streaming down his faces. What do you make of that Angela?”
“Hello again Pamela. We’re used to seeing males crying as they endure this sentence. In fact, I don’t think we’ve ever seen one who did not. The answer to your question is simple Pamela - Thomas is simply unaccustomed to feeling this level of sexual arousal, and in this state, he unable to cope with it, emotionally.”
“So he's crying because he is happy Angela?”
“No, not happy Angela - overwhelmed. In fact, I think we can pretty much discount happiness right now. At the beginning maybe, but now, after as many as fifty ejaculations in twenty-four hours, I can only imagine how his genitals must be feeling.”
“Pretty worn out, to say the least. And look - even as we’ve been speaking, the little guy has cum two more times. He’s still going strong - what a little stud. He’s going to make someone an amazing boyfriend one day.”
“I don’t think he’s cum. In fact, it’s the very fact that he cannot actually squirt any longer, that enables him to orgasm so many times. Because his body can’t seem to recharge sperm, his refractory time is almost zero. Clearly, over the last 24 hours, the worms have learned precisely how to bring him to orgasm, and they seem to have it down to less than three minutes between orgasms. I can tell you now, that boy’s testicles are going to be aching for weeks after this.”
“That’s fascinating Angela. I see now that the heating lights have been positioned around the arena. The audience are booing because they realize that the spectacle will soon be over.”
“Yes, Pamela, it’s interesting how this public display of justice, has for many, become an erotic event. Some politicians have even called for the end of it because tens of thousands of people use it for sexual stimulation.”
“You mean as porn Angela? I guess it doesn’t take too much imagination to see why.”
“Indeed. There is talk that Mistress Sonia will open up private clubs where her genetically engineered Sperm Worms will be used for sex purposes.”
“Yes I had heard that. It’s very creative. Anyway, I see that the lights have been turned on the arena now. How warm will it get in there Angela?”
“Not particularly warm at all - no warmer than a summer’s day, but the worms are very sensitive to temperature. The second it gets even 20 degrees warmer, they’ll vamoose back to the damp humidity of their underground nest, allowing our medical staff to safely get Thomas to the recovery station.”
The worms started to untangle from Thomas's worn out body, and slid with almost desultory slowness back to the entrance they’d come through. He laid limp and fatigued upon the arena floor. The medical technicians entered, bringing an anti-gravity gurney. When they reached Thomas, they held a hypo-spray to his neck. The spray contained an anti-toxin that countered the worms’ paralyzing agent. Thomas quickly regained his gross motor controls, and instead of writhing and bucking on auto, he slowly sat up, looking shell-shocked then fell back.
Thomas’s body was sheathed in sweat from head to toe. He lay still, spread eagled on his back, knees up almost as though he was giving birth. Mistress Sonia strutted to the arena floor with Auntie Judy.
A med-tech injected a second round of anti-toxin and waited, but Thomas didn’t move. They checked his vital signs, and apart from severe dehydration, he was fine. They picked him up and placed him on the gurney, and his head lolled utterly limp. Amazingly, his penis stood up at right angles. Mistress Sonia reached down and took his abused cock into her hand.
"Maybe I will buy you from your aunt," Mistress Sonia said with grim satisfaction in her voice. She leaned down a whispered into Thomas's ear, "My pussy is tight and can suck even better than my worms. I've genetically altered my pussy to drain a man's cum as fast or as slow as I want. Once your cock is locked into me, there is no escape. I have milked three fully grown men to death my dear... you wouldn't stand a chance."
"What do you think Mistress Sonia is saying to Thomas, Pamela?"
“I'm not sure Angela, but from the look of terror on his face, I would guess it is nothing good. The little guy didn’t look too good there.”
“No indeed. Catatonic is the word I’d use. I just got the word from the studio, and by their reckoning, he has experienced over two-hundred orgasms in the past twenty-four hours. I would imagine Thomas’s brain is fried, to say nothing of his testicles. I think we can safely say that he’ll be spending a few weeks in hospital recuperating, and goodness only knows how many years in therapy.”
“I certainly don’t think normal sex will ever be able to compete with this experience when he’s recuperated. I doubt any woman would be able to come close to the fucking the worms gave him.”
“That’s a very good point, and it’s one of the reasons that some people suggest that this is not the most effective punishment because it risks producing sexual deviants Pamela.”
“And his little prick is still standing up like a flagpole. Mistress Sonia is stroking it carefully. Incredible. The vigor of youth, eh Angela?”
“Well actually Pamela, I suspect his body is simply so over-stimulated that it’s unable to shut down just because the worms are no longer working on him. We’ve seen this before, and sometimes it can take days for the person to lose his erection.”
The medics continued ministering to Thomas as Mistress Sonia stroked the young man's turgid member. As he regained the use of his faculties, he was given a hypotonic drink to counter the dehydration caused by twenty-four hours in the arena being drained of his fluids. He was clearly exhausted and embarrassed. Mistress Sonia let go of his cock as Auntie Judy kissed his forehead. Thomas's hands slowly held his groin, and it was impossible to tell if it was out of modesty, or because of the extreme discomfort of ejaculating so many times.
“Well Pamela, as Thomas is escorted from the arena, I think that we can safely say that there are many young men who watched this out there in our audience that are unlikely to be thinking about sex for a long time.”
“Ha ha. True enough Angela, I think it’s safe to say that those young men who have seen Thomas thoroughly milked, that I imagine their scrotums are as shriveled as balloons two weeks after the holidays!”
“That’s a very evocative simile Pamela. And on that note, it’s goodbye from the Justice Broadcast team here at the Mistress Sonia's Milking Arena. We wish you all a very pleasant day.”
“And remember boys, if they’re under twenty-one, keep it in your pants!”