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Mommy's Chastity Boy Part 10 free porn video
[All characters are age 18+]
Sorry for not giving an update for so long. My gimp son and I are still
here and having fun together since our last update. Sadly, the experiment
to expand his chest with hormones didn't work out the way we thought.
Needless to say, the milking machine has been sitting in storage
collecting dust. I was so discouraged by this setback that I couldn't
bring myself to give these updates anymore. And I promise, my girlfriend
Christina and I tried everything on him. Estrogen supplements, hypnosis
therapy --but to no avail. Our little boy-cow just wouldn't produce.
Despite this disappointment, I have moved on.
As ever, he remains locked away in his chastity cage. He was recently
upgraded to a new model since the testosterone-blocking pills and other
supplements have had a bit of a "shrinking" effect on him. This newer
metal cage is even smaller than his last one. I had it custom-made in
Germany by a gifted woman who specializes in specialty bondage gear. She
and I had long conversations about my little sissy and his special
requirements. We ultimately came to an understanding about what he
needed. I'll describe some of the upgrades to his cage later.
When he isn't watching his mandatory three hours of sissy hypnosis
videos, my little femboy has his assigned chores to perform. Today he is
busy cleaning the house. Of course, I make him wear one of his frilly
maid outfits. He always pouts when he puts it on, but I know he secretly
loves wearing the tiny black and white uniform with all its accessories.
He looks particularly adorable when he wears it with white stockings and
a black choker.
But the big news is that I have changed his release schedule. Instead of
once every few months, I have been letting him get milked --so to speak--
once a week. Sometimes more than once a week. Naturally, this is not for
his benefit, but rather, for me and my girlfriends. His boy juice has
become valuable to us --no more flushing it down the toilet or making him
eat it. This all started when a girlfriend of mine founded a novel
cosmetics company specializing in anti-aging creams and similar products.
Her company, through trial-and-error, discovered that the semen from
young, virgin femboys possessed special anti-aging properties when mixed
with other additives. When she discussed this secret breakthrough with me
and lamented the lack of viable sources, I immediately volunteered my
sissy son.
After some negotiations, her company and I came to an agreement where I
would collect my son's seed and in return, I'd get shares in the company.
They even sent me the necessary collection vials and equipment. Once a
sample is "collected", I package it in a special container with dry ice
and ship it off to their headquarters. We have had this arrangement in
place for several months now. And the company has been more than pleased
with the results. Apparently, the hormone therapy and previous chastity
regimen have counterintuitively made his samples particularly potent.
Neither of us expected this.
This is the reason why I sometimes milk him more than once a week --his
semen is just too valuable. In that vein, I have also required him to
take additional supplements to boost the volume of each sample.
Specifically, I make him take a combination of lecithin, pygeum, zinc,
and L-arginine in the morning with his usual glass of soymilk. After a
few days of taking these supplements, the volume produced during each
session markedly increased. Another useful tool I've found is simply
making him watch sissy porn for hours on end. These daily edging and
denial sessions really help boost output when he ejaculates later in the
week. Like I mentioned before, during these sessions, he has to put on
his VR headset and sit and watch an endless loop of this mind-altering
porn. And this loop lasts for at least three hours. Although he resisted
at first, I no longer have to restrain him. He usually watches at his
desk chair wearing only his chastity cage and sometimes a pair of
panties. I also check on him at random intervals to make sure he's ok.
Normally, he just sits there motionless with VR headset strapped to his
head. After the first hour or so, a large damp patch appears on his
panties from all the precum. He has developed a Pavlovian response to
this process --I have even caught him watching with his mouth open and
drooling all over himself.
On milking days, he gets a break from this routine since I obviously need
his full attention on that day's activities. Although he gets these
frequent releases, I still don't believe that boys like him should have
any orgasms at all. Certainly not pleasurable ones. But this business
opportunity was just too hard to pass up. However, I do my best to make
sure he gets little enjoyment on these days. In fact, he is due to be
milked today. It's time to get started. I looked around the house and
found him cleaning in the living room.
"Now kitten, I think you've cleaned enough for today. Put down the duster
and come here," I said to my sissy son as he was busy dusting the
television cabinet.
"Yes mommy," he instinctively replied. He dutifully put down the duster
and walked towards me, his heels clicking on the hardwood floor.
"Now that's a good boy. You look so pretty in your little maid's outfit!
Is that a bow in your hair?" I asked.
"Yeah. I thought it looked cute," he answered as he reached up and
delicately felt it with his fingers. I loved how he was embracing his
feminine side.
"Well as you know, today we need to get you milked. It has almost been a
week since your last release."
"But mommy, do I have to? It feels like we just did it. Can we wait-"
"Absolutely not. You know we can't miss a shipment. Now, I don't want to
hear any more protests. Let's get you ready," I replied, cutting him off.
He pouted and looked upset, but I knew it was all an act. He would obey
whatever I told him.
"Okay," he relented.
With an approving smile on my face, I took him by the hand and walked him
to a room just down the hallway from the living room. In what was my
former home office, I had remodeled a room specifically for this new
enterprise. The room was brightly lit with white LED lights recessed into
the ceiling. Stainless steel cabinets lined the walls and white linoleum
covered the floor. It looked like a medical exam room straight out of a
hospital. However, in the middle of the room was a stainless steel
milking bench --a saw horse with black vinyl pads and plenty of built-in
restraints. Similar to the one I kept in my bedroom.
I watched as my sissy's eyes widened as we stepped into the room and the
heavy door closed loudly behind us. He had spent many hours in this room
over the past few months. Without being told what to do, he immediately
began taking off his clothes. The maid outfit fell away with a few pulls
of Velcro. He left on his white stocking and high heeled shoes. And of
course, the bow in his head stayed on. Looking demurely at me, he
shuffled into the room as I nodded towards the bondage bench.
He cautiously approached the purpose-built bench and slowly draped
himself across it. He laid himself horizontally across the padded beam on
his stomach with his arms and legs hanging down towards the polished
floor. He had to readjust himself a few times to get in the correct
position. Months of practice had taught him how to lay there comfortably.
Finally in position, he remained motionless with his ass and cock cage
just barely hanging over the end of the bench. A very pleasing sight.
"Now that's a good sissy. Stay still while mommy locks you in," I said as
I approached the bench.
"Yes mommy."
I knelt down at each of the four legs of the bench to strap in his wrists
and ankles into the built-in leather cuffs. Each cuff had a soft fur
lining. Once his ankles were strapped in, his high-heeled shoes just
barely touched the floor. I then used simple black leather restraints to
strap in his thighs, upper arms and torso. As I did this, he rested the
side of his face on the black cushion and didn't make a sound. When I was
finished, he could only move his neck, fingers, and toes. He was
otherwise immobile.
"Okay, kitten. Now that we got you all strapped in, we can start. But
before we begin, I have a bit of a surprise for you!" I said.
"What mommy?" he asked in reply, turning his head to face me. I walked to
the front of the bench and knelt down so we our faces almost met.
"Mommy has invited a guest to watch!"
"What?!" he shouted in response. From his facial expressions, he didn't
look excited by this news.
"A rep from the cosmetics company wanted to stop by and see how it's
done. I told her I was more than happy to give a demonstration! She
should be here any minute!" I answered.
"No mommy! Please! She can't see me like this!"
"Don't worry she's a professional. Interested in learning the ropes. Now
if you keep arguing with me, I will have to gag you. Do you want that?" I
asked as I stroked his cheek.
"No... Please no gag. I hate wearing it," he stammered. I remembered how
much he loathed wearing the dreaded inflatable dildo gag.
"Okay. No gag. But I'm afraid that I will have to blindfold you...
company policy I'm afraid." Without bothering to wait for a reply, I
walked over to one of the stainless cabinets, opened a drawer, and
retrieved a black blindfold. I walked back to the bench and slipped it
over his head and in to position.
"All dark now sweetie?" I asked as I stroked the back of his head.
"Yeah. I can't see... everything's black..." he replied, moving his head
aimlessly from side to side. He involuntarily stretched against his
restraints, and I heard the leather bindings flex in response. He was not
going anywhere.
"Now wait right here, kitten. I'll be right back." I gave him a light tap
on his bare ass to reassure him and left the room, turning off the lights
as I left. The corporate rep should be here any moment.
I waited in the kitchen for her to arrive. After about half an hour, I
heard a knock on the door. This was when I met for the first time Dr.
Lexi Berlin of Womyn Pharma, Inc. She was an older woman but she had a
slim, athletic build and was still quite pretty. Her stern, angular face
made her look like a retired super model. Streaks of grey could be seen
in her blonde hair that she kept pulled back in a tight bun. And Dr.
Berlin definitely dressed the part of corporate bigwig: she wore a black
business suit and carried a large laptop bag with her. After brief
introductions, we went to the kitchen and had a brief chat and I got to
know her. Apparently, the age rejuvenating discovery was hers. She had
discovered it whilst experimenting on another virgin femboy. She was here
today to find out what made my son so special. She was clearly excited to
see him.
After chatting for a bit, we decided it was time and walked down the
hallway to the milking room. Stepping inside, I turned on the light.
Unsurprisingly, my little gimp son was still there, with his face resting
down on the bench. With the sudden noise, he awakened and straighten out
his neck.
"Lisa please meet my femboy son," I said as we entered the room. I closed
the door behind us.
"Wow. I didn't know he would already be all tied up like this," Lisa
replied. She put her laptop bag on the counter and approached the bondage
bench.
"Say 'hello' to Dr. Lexi, my little kitten," I instructed, slapping his
ass to get his attention.
"Hello Dr. Lexi," he replied, again craning his neck in a feeble attempt
to look around.
"Nice to meet you too. Your mother has told me so much about you," Lisa
answered. I handed her a box of latex gloves and we both put on a pair.
She deftly snapped the gloves on and began a brief inspection of the
specimen before her. We both pulled up small stools and sat at the end of
bondage bench between his spread out legs. Her attention was primarily
focused on his caged penis and testicles.
Taking his cage in her gloved hand, she inquired, "How long have you kept
him like this?"
"Oh my gosh... how long has it been? Over a year now I think. I put him
in his first cage a little after his eighteenth birthday," I recounted.
"That early? I'm impressed. Well that was definitely the right decision.
That must be why his samples are so useful to us." She continued her
inspection of his nether regions. I noticed she smirked when she saw his
lower back tattoo. His ridiculous sissy tramp stamp still made me smile
too.
"You mentioned earlier that this is a new cage?"
"Yes. I have been forcing him to wear smaller and smaller cages as
he...well...gets smaller and smaller himself," I replied.
"I understand. So this is the cage with the special features you
mentioned?"
"Exactly. I'll show you later when we extract his sample."
"Perfect. Perfect. And I love how smooth he is done here. Not a hair in
sight. Electrolysis?" Lexi asked.
"Yes. Total and permanent hair removal. The hormone therapy also helped,"
I added.
"Now, do you mind if I do a brief prostate exam?" she asked.
"No not at all," I replied. I got up from stool and got some anal
lubricant from the cabinet and sat back down next to her.
"What is she doing, mommy?" asked my sissy son, finally working up the
courage to speak.
"Just a brief exam of your prostate. Totally normal procedure. Nothing to
be afraid of," Lexi answered.
"Now remember to be quiet unless you're spoken to. Don't make me get the
gag," I added. After my warning, he remained quiet.
Lexi lubricated her index and middle finger with the clear anal lube and
handed it back to me. With her left hand pressing on his lower back for
leverage, she slowly inserted her right middle and index fingers into his
rectum. They slid in without much effort. He only flinched a little bit,
but his restraints kept him firmly in place.
"Everything feels normal to me," she said after a while as she probed
with her two fingers. Her gloved hand moved methodically as she pressed
against and felt his prostate. If only she knew what delicious things I
had done to his boy pussy over these past few months!
"Maybe a little enlarged, but that is to be expected," she added as she
abruptly withdrew her fingers. With her other hand, she pulled off the
soiled glove and then put on a new one.
"Satisfied?" I asked.
"Oh yes. We have on our hands one healthy femboy. But one last thing... I
know this might be obvious, but I have to ask... is he still a virgin?"
"Yes. He is kept completely pussy-free. No change there," I replied.
"Good. And definitely keep him that way. It can only help," she retorted,
satisfied with my response.
I then asked "Now are we ready to begin doctor?"
"Yes. I'm ready. What about you, boy? Ready for your release?" Lexi asked
with a slight mocking tone.
"Yeah... Dr. Lexi. I'm ready," he responded.
Nodding to Lexi, I got off the plastic stool and walked to the cabinet
and retrieved a large plastic briefcase from one of the cabinets and then
sat down again. Opening the case on my lap, I pulled out a hand-sized
electronic control box and a tangled nest of wires. I closed the case and
set it down under the bondage bench. I then handed the control box to
Lexi and started to sort out the wires. She took the box from my hand and
began to inspect it. It looked like a large, old-fashioned calculator
with a small display screen and a series of buttons and dials.
"So this device came with the chastity cage?" she asked as she flipped
over the e-stim box in her hand.
"Yes. A woman in Europe made the cage for me. She also has sells this
electric stimulation kit. She makes her chastity cages compatible with
it."
"I see... and it's all battery powered?" Lexi continued.
"Yes. But it can be plugged into the wall, if you need more power," I
replied as I continued to untangle the wires. Before long, I had the
three electrical wires separated. They were colored red, green, and blue.
"Sorry for taking so long. Normally, this goes a lot faster. Okay. So
these three cables connect to three separate points on my son's metal
chastity cage."
"Can I help?" offered Lexi.
"Sure. Here take the end of this green wire and plug it into the small
hole in the ring that goes around the base of his testicles. It should
make a clicking sound when it snaps into place."
I handed her the end of the green wire. She took it from me and turned
towards the dangling chastity cage to her right. It took her a while to
find the small, discrete hole, but when she did, she plugged in the
cable. It made an audible click.
"Perfect!" I replied. She then went on to plug the blue cable into a
similar hole in cage around the base of his hormone-shrunken penis. The
red cable was then connected in the same fashion to the end of the cage
near the head of the penis.
"Great! We're all connected. Now the other ends of those cables go into
the control box here. Here see --I have already done it for you," I
remarked, holding up the box to show her. The wires were long enough so
that there was plenty of slack between the e-stim box and the now wired
chastity cage.
"This is all so fascinating. How does it work?" Lexi inquired.
"Basically, all this gear is just a fancy e-stim set-up. Once turned on,
the control box sends out an electric voltage that is applied to the cage
via the three wires. From there it electrically stimulates his penis and
scrotum. The steel of the cage is an excellent electrical conductor after
all," I explained.
"Does it hurt?"
"Not if you know what you're doing. But it isn't exactly pleasurable
either. As you know, I hate male orgasms and certainly don't want my
sissy enjoying any of these releases. That's why I came up with this
whole system," I replied.
I continued, "I've actually gotten quite adept at it. The first few
sessions were a bit rough. But I really have it down to a science. Once
wired and dialed in, I can get him to ejaculate in under four minutes."
"Four minutes! That is efficient," she said in awe.
"That was last time. I am getting better each time. The technique is to
fine tune the electric impulses so that they sync up with the sensitive
nerves in his penis. This tricks him into having an orgasm. But not a
pleasurable one. Since his penis is locked up, he gets no physical
stimulation. According to him and other unfortunate users, it does not
feel like a traditional orgasm. The sensation is dulled and dampened. It
feels more like urinating then ejaculating."
"Interesting. To be honest, we at Womyn Pharma don't care how you extract
his samples. But after seeing this, your method definitely seems like the
way to go. Clean, simple, and clinical."
"Exactly. Like I said before, it's painless to all parties involved!" We
burst out laughing at this.
"Would you like the honors?" I asked, composing myself. I handed the
control box back to Lexi.
"Sure. I don't think I can get him to pop in four minutes, but I'll try,"
she responded.
"No, take your time. I want you to learn how this works," I reassured
her.
"Oh I know. Back at headquarters, we have big plans for this, but we can
talk later about that," she teased.
"First thing you want to do is turn the box on. There is a switch on the
side there," I instructed. Lexi found the switch and turned the unit on.
It immediately lit up and its red LEDs starting flashing.
"Now what?"
"Ok now it's turned on. But it's not sending an electrical current to his
man bits. Notice how he hasn't responded? As you can see from the many
dials and buttons, there are an infinite number of combinations to choose
from. I normally just play around with the intensity setting and the
frequency setting." I pointed to the two black dials near the top.
"Oh I see. They're set at zero right now. But they go to ten..." she said
as she examined the box close to her face.
"Yes. I always start off slow and usually finish off around level five or
level six. That seems to be the sweet spot."
"Have you ever taken him to level ten?" she asked without skipping a
beat.
"No. And I'm afraid to. You'll see why shortly. I don't think he could
take it," I confessed.
Lexi smiled back at me and began to turn the dials. My gimp son
immediately let out a little grunt.
"Surprised dear?" teased Lexi.
"Yes doctor," he replied, as she continued to increase both the intensity
and frequency levels.
"Now boy, I want you to describe what you feel for me. Can you do that?"
Lexi inquired.
"Yes ma'am," he answered as he tried readjusting himself against his
tight restraints. His dangling cock cage with its attached wires slightly
shook as he tried to move. It was a pathetic sight.
"Describe what you feel. Be specific," she demanded.
"I feel a buzzing sensation. A buzzing sensation around my cock."
"I think you mean your sissy clit. But never mind. Do you feel yourself
getting hard?"
"No."
Turning to me she asked, "Does he normally stay soft or get hard during
this procedure? I know he doesn't have much room to grow..."
"Oh he stays soft. With the hormones and mental conditioning, he rarely
gets hard anymore," I answered with just a hint of pride.
"Good. Good." Lexi was fully engrossed in the task at hand. Her eyes were
wide and her excitement was palpable. I looked down at the control box.
Both dials were at level 4.
"I think it might be a good time to get the sample vial ready," she
recommended.
"Oh yes! I almost forgot. I'll get it," I responded. Without getting off
the stool, I rolled it over to a nearby cabinet and grabbed a plastic
vial from a neat stack on the counter. I rolled back to Lexi with the
sample collector in hand. It was a simple plastic vial with a screw top
lid. On its side there was a blank label printed on the plastic. The
graduations on the side indicated it held 100 ml of fluid. But based on
past experience, my sissy never produced that much.
"Thanks. Just wanted to make sure we're ready. Can never be too careful,"
Lexi said, indicating to me to hold onto it.
Lexi continued to play around with the e-stim controls. Sometimes she
decreased the intensity setting but increased the frequency. She was very
thorough. She even played around with the other settings that I had never
tried before. I quietly watched Lexi as she manipulated the control box,
learning for myself.
After about twenty minutes of this, Lexi seemed to have mastered it
entirely. Satisfied, she stopped her experimentation and looked over at
me.
"I think we're ready to extract."
"I agree," I replied.
She then gave my boy a light tap on his ass and politely asked, "Are you
ready sissy? Ready to be milked?"
"Yes doctor," he replied almost automatically. I could tell by his voice
that he was definitely nervous.
"Be a good boy for mommy and show Dr. Lexi what you can do!" I added for
encouragement.
"Yes mommy!" he shouted back.
"Let's begin. Have the sample vial ready," she reminded me.
I took the lid off the vial and had it ready in my gloved hand. Lexi then
started increasing the intensity past level 4. Past this setting, my
gimp's legs started to shake involuntarily --the lace on his white
stockings looking as adorable as ever. Around this time, we both noticed
precum begin to drip in long beads from the end of his cage.
Pointing to the dripping precum, she asked, "Do you normally collect that
too?"
"No. But usually, I'm so quick that he doesn't have time to...well
'leak', I guess."
"I see. That makes sense. We can let it drip then," she replied with a
tone of indifference.
This went on for a few more minutes. By this time, she was at level 7 for
both intensity and frequency. My sissy was shaking all over and bucking
against his restraints. If it weren't for his moans, I would have thought
he was in pain. But he must have been enjoying it on some level. I think
we all were. We kept going. Lexi was determined.
"I think we're almost there..." she said with her eyes transfixed on his
leaking cage.
"I think you're right," I replied back. I took the vial in my gloved hand
and pressed it against the tip of his chastity cage.
Within seconds, he stopped moaning and whimpered, "I think... I think I'm
gonna cum."
As he said this, Lexi discretely turned up the dials and applied more
voltage. This sent him over the edge. Letting out a deep grunt, he began
ejaculating through his chastity cage and into the plastic collector.
Spurt after spurt shot into the vial, quickly filling it up. Before long,
the vial was filled with thick white cum. At no point was his sissy clit
hard. It never got erect in its tight cage.
Lexi was in awe and began to think out loud, "Wow! I wouldn't call that
an orgasm. More like an involuntary bodily reaction or something... so
interesting..."
"Isn't it great? I mean... I guess he gets some relief from it but..." I
suggested with the vial still pressed against the cage. I watched Lexi
raise an eyebrow. She seemed perplexed.
"Wait a second... I think there is still more in there. Let's see if this
gets out the last drop," Lexi said. She then briefly spiked the intensity
setting causing him to abruptly jerk against his restraints. As she had
hoped, this violent motion caused another white drop of cum to dribble
out of him.
"I guess ever drop counts," I remarked.
"Yes it does."
I could tell she was pleased, but I had to ask, "So what do you think?"
"This is an incredible system you have here. I'm really impressed, and I
know our board of directors will be too," she answered as set the control
box down on the floor with its wires still attached to his cage.
"I am so proud of him."
"You should be. He performed beautifully. In fact, now that I've seen how
well this works, mind if I talk to you about a proposal my company has?"
she inquired.
"Not at all. Why don't we chat in the kitchen over some wine?" I offered,
eager to hear this intriguing proposal.
"Splendid! I think you'll really like this idea we have. What I saw today
confirms that it will work..."
We got up off the stools, and I put the now sealed sample in the mini
freezer. Lexi told me she would take it with her when she left. She
quickly stepped out of the room with her bag. I was about to follow her
when I looked back one last time at my sissy son still strapped to the
bench.
As we left, he began to move his head, looking for us. I watched as he
craned his neck backwards and frantically said "But mommy it's still
turned on! I can still feel it!" His dangling chastity cage with its
attached wires shook as he pleaded with us.
"Oops! Guess we forgot..." I remarked, as I indifferently closed the
heavy soundproof door behind us, leaving my femboy to his fate.
Lexi gave me a knowing smile as the door slammed shut. Over some wine,
Lexi shared with me the most delicious idea her company had for my little
sissy!
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