Message-ID: <8001eli$9802011545@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/Year98/8001.txt> From: ownedbymsjulie@hotmail.com (owned) Subject: story, ants. Courtesy of Mistress Julie Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Reply-To: ownedbymsjulie@hotmail.com Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: <usenet-approval@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Original-Message-ID: <34d36bd9.7998723@news.mindspring.com> For more hot female domination stories, pictures and more, check out our Female Empire at http://www.MsJulie.com/msjulie2.htm Ants.doc My wife controls our sex life, so when she walked in on me jacking off I knew I was in deep trouble. She tied me down and gave me cock a sound thrashing with a riding crop, and then told me my real punishment would come when she had time. That was two days ago. Today she led me into the den and ordered me up onto the pool table. My heart was racing, as I know what usually happens here, it usually means some very painful cock and ball torture. My wife is very inventive and I never know what to expect. I covered the pool table with plastic, then a sheet, then climbed up on it and laid down on my back as directed. She then tied me tightly spread eagle with ropes at my ankles and wrists going through the pockets and tied to the frame. I knew from past experience there was no escaping whatever she had in mind. I begged for her mercy, I begged for her to tell me what she was going to do, but all that fell on deaf ears. I was told to shut up, her statement punctuated with a hard slap to my balls. She brought in a TV tray and set up her implements where I couldn't see them. I expected needles, or maybe not wax, and most definitely a sound genital whipping. She approached my cock with a zip lock bag, I watched in amusement while she cut a hole in the center of the bottom of the bag, then reaching inside, pulled my cock and balls roughly through the hole. She then pulled my cock and balls hard from my body and wrapped a shoestring tightly around the outside of the bag, between my genitals and my body, effectively sealing my cluster inside the bag. She then zipped the bag up and inspected her work. She said, "there, see! Now nothing can get to your cock and balls, they are zipped up nice and safe inside this bag!" She came at me with a needle and I cringed. I was terrified, my heart was pounding but I knew better than to say a word. She proceeded to poke some small holes in the bag, but never touched me with the needle. She said my cock needed to breathe inside that bag. She then left the room and returned about a half-hour later. I couldn't understand what was going on, this wasn't very painful at all, I looked down at my cock and balls sealed inside a zip lock bag and wondered what she could possibly have in mind. Well, I soon found out. She opened up the zip lock bag and pulled out a small jar from her pocket. She brought it up where I could see. I had about 30 small red ants in it! I knew from experience about these ants, whenever I go outside they climb on my bare feet, then immediately start to bite. It starts to burn then gets worse and worse until you reach down and kill it. I started pleading with her. Begging for some other torture, she laughed. She then told me that if I'd kept my mouth shut she'd have only put in a couple and see what they did, but since I had to open my mouth, they ALL were going in. She opened the jar and dumped all of the ants onto my genitals, then sealed the bag and jumped up on the table and lay between my legs to watch the action. She then said, "Since you like to play with that cock so much, I figured I'd arrange to have it played with for you!" At first, I thought nothing was happening, I could feel them walking around on my balls, a couple climbing on my cock. My genitals were very sensitive and the stimulation from all those little legs started getting me hard. Then, I could feel a small burning sensation on my balls. One had started to bite. It got worse and worse, I started pleading for it to stop. I was powerless, bound as I was I couldn't reach down and kill the little bastard. It felt like a red-hot needle being stuck into my ball sack and it just got worse and worse. I didn't think I could take any more, then I felt another start to bite. It was up around the base of my shaft. Being even more sensitive there, it got me screaming. More and more stared biting, I was thrashing on the table now, and the pain I was experiencing is something I can't put into words. MUCH worse than hot wax, or even Wintergreen oil, it was unbearable. My wife giggled and toyed with the bag, later she told me if she saw one walking around, she knew it wasn't biting so she'd poke at it and it would eventually stop and bite. My wife finally got bored watching the ants, and she was VERY horny from causing me such humiliating and agonizing pain. She pulled off her pants and panties and climbed up on my face, telling me to make her cum if I ever wanted this to end. It was very hard to concentrate on eating her pussy and asshole while those ants were chewing on my cock. They had turned my whole cluster into a swollen burning mass of pain. It kept on getting worse and worse, I just wanted to kill them all and stop it. Finally my wife came, she then left the room and returned with a kitchen timer and she set it for 1/2 hour and started to leave. Like an idiot, I begged her to end this, she just laughed, made reference to my mouth getting me into more trouble and twisted it up to a full hour. That was the longest hour of my life. She relaxed in the living room watching soap operas while I laid in agony, my cock and balls being eaten by a pack of ants. One felt like it was biting right on my piss slit now and I started screaming again. The bell finally rung and my wife returned with a cotton ball. She put the cotton ball down into the bag and waited. It was full of alcohol and all the ants soon died. They seemed to bite even harder while trying to stay alive and my screams multiplied. She removed the shoestring and the bag, the extra blood ran into my shriveled cock and I felt the burning even more. I knew the burning wouldn't stop for a while, my cock and balls where full of their hot venom. She untied one of my hands and told me to jack off. I started whining about the pain and she hit my cluster hard with a crop. I tried to rub my cock to an erection but the pain from touching it was intense, another crop to the scrotum got me moving a little faster. I finally got an erection and pumped until I was very close to an orgasm. My wife sensed my closeness and ordered me to stop, retying my hand. She started whipping my hard cock with a thin leather whip, flicking it back and forth very fast hitting the top and bottom of my dick. My dick was swollen and I was in agony, the ant bites still burning badly, the whip multiplying the pain. She lectured me on self-control and warned me that if she caught me so much as touching my dick again except to piss, she'd put twice as many ants in and leave them all night! She also informed me that I wouldn't cum for 30 days, but I'd still service her needs with my tongue, hands, and balls (she sometimes uses nut cracker on me, not fun). She continued beating my cock long after it was soft, then gave me 20 hard slaps on the balls and finally released me. I looked down at my cock, my face covered with tears from the whipping. It was deep red, had horizontal welts across it from the whip, and many small spots and short welts from the ant bites. It was soft, yet swollen larger than a hard on and felt like it was on fire. I won't soon forget this punishment! Mistress Julie's Fantasy & Fetish Dungeon An Entertaining, Intelligent, Kinky and Erotic look into our world of female domination http://www.MsJulie.com (301)-345-2823 11160 Veirs Mill Road, L-15-199 Wheaton, MD 20902 -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | <http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/><http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/faq.html>