Carmen and Me Chapter 8

Carmen was sitting by the window as I dozed in and out of a shallow sleep. Diedre sat next to the aisle and I sat in between them looking like a typical frequent flyer in my designer sweat suit. Occasionally, Carmen would look at Diedre and they would lean over me and run their hands up and down my leg when they though that no one was looking, lingering at my crotch teasingly and then back down toward my knee and slowly back to their seats. This constant teasing had me in a state of semi-arousal.

Since I had been allowed no underwear for the trip it was easy to see that I was staying aroused. Diedre stopped the stewardess and asked her for a blanket for me. A feeling of dread came over me because Diedre had that look in her eye again. Carmen noticed as they threw the blanket over my lap and then started masturbating me. First one and then the other slipped her hand under the blanket. I soon turned my face toward Carmen so that no one would see me grimacing as I was about to cum. Carmen smiled. I felt so embarrassed. As my orgasm gripped me I could no longer fight it off. My eyes locked on Carmen’s bare legs. I watched her tight shorts and sumptuous thighs as I came in my sweat pants. I felt so helpless. As soon as she felt my spasms Diedre stopped rubbing me and reached up and held my hand. Carmen seemed amused that I had messed myself.

Carmen reached up and whispered in my ear that she hoped that I could hide my wet spot when we got to Cancun. I felt so humiliated and used. The girls were having quite a lot of fun with me. I realized that this could well be my last orgasm before I had everything taken from me. I regretted for a moment agreeing to be nullified, but I knew that if I didn’t go through with it now that I would lose both of them forever. I could not bear that.

I could feel our descent and the popping of my ears. Usually it didn’t bother me but for some reason this time it did. As we buckled our seatbelts as instructed by the Captain we were treated to a description of the perfect weather and a description of several of the regions of interest to tourists. No mention was made of any of the wild bars that I knew that I would be visiting in the next day or two before my undoing. I couldn’t believe that the time had arrived. My daydreaming thoughts were broken as the tires of the plane contacted the runway and I felt the shudder as the weight of the plane transferred from the wings to the landing gear. The characteristic vibrations of the wheels coming up to speed in their rotation to keep up with the speed of the runway passing beneath us made me tingle. My body was still extra-sensitive in the pelvic area from the recent masturbating that I had endured.

The plane lurched and we were pushed forward as I heard the rumble of the thrust reverse that was working in tandem with the brakes rapidly slow us down to taxi speed. Usually I worried about something happening to the plane but my thoughts were concerned with how this would be the last time that I would be in the air with my sex parts. The next time that I flew I would be a sexless eunuch with nothing at all between my legs. I sighed audibly but no one noticed. People experiencing landings on passenger flights take things such as that as a common occurrence.

As the plane taxied up to the concourse and stopped everyone got up to get off. I remained seated. I knew that someone would notice the growing spot on my sweatpants where I had been made to ejaculate. I was sure that some of the people would realize what I had done. I was embarrassed and Carmen leaned over and whispered in my ear that I wouldn’t have to worry about having such a problem on my way home. I felt so helpless. I felt like I did as small child when I had wet myself and everyone could see what I had done. But this was a hundred, no a thousand times worse because all could see that I had lost control because of the stimulation of being close to Diedre and Carmen who were beautiful enough to make heads turn everywhere that they went.

Carmen smiled and solved my problem by pulling her large purse from under her seat and tossing it in my lap. I understood that I was to carry it until we could get a ride to our hotel. Normally, I would have been embarrassed to have to carry a large purse through an airport but now all that I could feel was relief for this lesser humiliation to hide a much larger one. Soon, the three of us were walking from the luggage claim to rent a car. I was following behind Carmen and Diedre, marveling at their asses and legs while holding Carmen’s large purse in front of me to hide the goo that by now had ran down both of my legs. I was semi-erect again.

At length, we were in the car headed to our destination. Carmen was driving and Diedre was reading a map telling her where to turn and what road to take. I was sitting in the back seat still holding Carmen’s purse in my lap to hide my now sticky wet spot in my sweatpants. We came to a large villa with huge stucco walls and a wooden gate. It looked like something out of the tales of Pancho Villa. Carmen blew the horn in the car. Two short honks and then one long one. The gates opened and she slowly drove through. I watched in fascination as the gates closed behind us.

As we were headed toward a Mexican style ranch house I looked out of the window. I could see some several groups of people walking around. What struck me about this was that there was one in each group of two or more people who was completely naked, some with their hands secured behind them. Suddenly, I knew how I would spend the next several days before my “surgery”. Diedre turned around and told me to take off my clothes and to put them in a trash bag that she threw to me. I complied without complaint, feeling all the more naked in my hairless condition, with a now raging hard on.

The car stopped in front of our villa that we were sharing with several other couples. I reluctantly got out, naked, for all to see, smooth and hairless. There were three girls standing with two young boys right next to our car. None of them looked like they had turned 18 yet and they all looked more like they were 15 or so. The boys smiled and the girls laughed at me pointing to me and whispering. I knew that they were laughing at me. Carmen looked at one of the girls and motioned for her to come over to her. As Carmen and Diedre stood there in their tight shorts with their tight little tummies and their platform shoes, the girl in jeans and a designer t-shirt walked slowly toward us.

She was carrying a brown grocery bag. Carmen nodded at me and without a word Diedre turned me around so that my backside was to the girl. I felt cold metal as Diedre and the girl handcuffed my hands behind my back. The slowly tuned me around and I was standing there as a small crownd started to gather. The young girl donned a pair of latex gloves and reached into the sack and pulled out a metal collar that split apart into two halves. Diedre cautioned me to hold still as the girl took the metal collar and fitted it over my erection right below the glans. I watched naked as she tightened it up and it slowly squeezed down forcing the blood out of the cock tissue that it contained. It hurt. I felt like screaming as the cruel little hands relentlessly tightened the metal apparatus around my throbbing, painful manhood.

By the time that she had finished, my glans was starting to turn a deep, dark red. Although I still had an erection, it was contained and restrained with all the sensitivity gone, contained under the tight metal tube. Next, she put a belt tightly above my hips and secured it above my hip bones. It was so tight that it could not be pulled down. She then took a ring attached to the top of my metal cock-prison and attached my cock to the belt, making scrotum and balls stand straight out in front of me.

I watched as she brought out another tube, about two inches long and less than two inches in diameter out of the bag. She put her fingers through the tube and grabbed the skin of my scrotum and pulled as much of it as she could through the tube. I winced a little at this and Diedre and Carmen spoke simultaneously telling me to hold still. The girl the reached a little higher on my scrotum and started forcing my right ball through the tube and out into the part of the scrotum that she and pulled through the tube. It hurt as my ball passed through the tube. Then she did the same to the ball on the other side. As it passed through the tube with a lot of hand pressure form the girl the pain shot up through my belly and almost buckled my knees with its intensity. The wave of pain went straight to my stomach and nauseated me.

So, there I stood, hairless, naked, and trussed up with my dick strapped close to my body in a metal collar and my balls sticking straight out in front of me. My erection was almost gone now, forced down by a restricting device. A crowd of people had gathered and watched as I was sexually restrained by a girl who looked no older than 15. Some of the people in the crowd were naked like me but they were always with someone who was dressed. Some of the clothing was skimpy, but some was not. Some of the naked people were men and some were women. All of the naked people were in various states of submission, but none were in as severe of a submissive restraint as was I. As the girl stepped back from her handiwork I realized how bad that I had to pee.

To be continued…