Straight Priests Enslaved - Sex Stories

Straight Priests Enslaved

... that this situation was getting weirder and less like harmless fun were coated in a chemical glaze that just said "enjoy the moment and what you're feeling. Forget yourself." Those chemicals had taken Michael a long time to refine. He wondered how he'd ever been able to spend more than a few hours enslaving new bitches into his mega-harem. He must have been more patient in his teens (his principal, teachers and school therapist would have disagreed strongly with that thought. but it's hard to point these things out when you're under your own desk feverishly working to milk another maddeningly delicious load out of the senior who'd completely bitched you all out, one after the other).

"Alright, 9 and a half. What's next? Oh, I got it. I move between these three sluts, Nikki, Yhivi, and Lexi, like this."

Yuri was the only one who picked up on the fact the names were so similar to their own but he was so stoned and drunk and having such silly fun he didn't mention it as Michael moved to sit between them, completely naked and getting harder.

"And then with their eyes glued to my dick. I start to slowly stroke myself. Because I get off on making bitches gag for it, y'know?."

Nikolai's eyes, like his two best friends, were locked onto Michael's cock as he slow stroked it. He found himself mindlessly nodding in response to all of Michael's statements and rhetorical questions.

He wasn't the only one.

"What do you think, Nikki? Is it even bigger?"

"Yeah, ...

... it's bigger." Nikolai responded, not noticing the feminization of his name.

"Lexi?"

"Yeah, totally" Aleksei said.

"Yhivi?"

Breathlessly, Yuri replied "Without a doubt."

"Drink up, ladies."

All three men took long swigs from the bottle, not really looking away from Michael's monstrous appendage, as he stroked it slowly, hypnotically.

"Look at that, 10 inches. Isn't that a beautiful sight, sluts?"

Nikolai nodded his head automatically. This might have shocked some sobriety into him if Yuri and Aleksei hadn't seconded that sentiment with head nods and "uh-huh"s of their own.

"I see this fantasy of My Three Whores has got you boys all bricked up."

Nikolai had never heard that particular slang term for a hardon before. But like all good slang it's meaning was immediately obvious.

"What's crazy about that is how close it is to the next part of the dream. See, with them drooling at the sight of my monster cock and the sound of my slick stroking, their clits are all rock hard and they're trying not to squirm in frustration."

It was then that Nikolai saw Yuri and Aleksei fidgeting in their seats on the bench and realized that he was doing the same. The cloth of the towel wrapped around his waist rubbing his hard penis felt good, just not good enough. He wanted more but self-gratification (self-abuse, really) was sinful.

"If you guys wanna do something about those, I promise I won't tell the Big Guy if you don't."

"Can't. Itsa zin" Aleksei ...