The Last Summer
By Liverpool Kiss
Chapter Five


The male's story

I woke up. I hurt everywhere, my arms, my balls, my back, my arse, legs,
everywhere. Some of the pain was more an ache, like the dull soreness in my
shoulders, but some of the pain was a sharp stinging sensation that made me
make involuntary noises, and my balls were swollen to twice their normal size
and vivid red welts criss-crossed my groin, upper legs and stomach, my penis
was also lacerated. I tried to move but I couldn't, I seemed to be tied or
fastened and in the faint light of morning that filtered into the room it was
difficult to see where I was. I was cold and desperately needed to use the
toilet. I tried to move again, but I was unable to understand where I was.

"Shut up and go back to sleep." It was Dorrial's voice but slurred with
sleep."

"Please Mistress Dorrial, I have to use the toilet."

"Hold it. You aren't a five year old. And be warned make a mess in my bedroom
and I will drag you out to the stable and let Kate have her way with you. Go
back to sleep."

But sleep wouldn't come, I was cold and I hurt and my bladder wanted to
explode. I was in Dorrial bedroom. And slowly as the light increased in the
room I could see that I was chained to the foot of Dorrial's bed one chain ran
from my collar to one leg of the bed while another chain was wrapped around my
ankles and fastened to the other leg of the bed. I had thoughts of escaping
from this madness but I was locked into place.

I lay there my discomfort was growing every minute but the thought of being
taken back to the stable assist in me from making a mess and pissing on the
floor.

The sun made an attempt to brighten my day as it burst over the windowsill and
through the lace curtains. Dorrial had brought me to bed last night and her
mother seems to approve, she even seemed to encourage her daughter to take a
man to bed. There was no fear of her daughter being impregnated by the
unfortunate male he would be fucked not her daughter and that proved to be the
case. Dorrial undress and pulled on her dildo over her tiny white lace
panties, and she enjoyed me kissing and fondling me and then she slowly
inserted her dildo and fucked me, she enjoyed many orgasms she was so noisy
that her mother had to knock on the wall and tell her to curb her enthusiasm.

"You're just jealous I have a bitch and you don't." She muttered to herself as
much as anyone. When she finally did tire she pulled me off the bed and locked
me to the foot of her bed. It was all coming back to me now.

I looked at my ties and although I was locked to the bed my collar was not
locked. I fumble with the buckle and sure enough I was able to unfasten the
collar and I did so and quickly removed it. I then looked down at the chains
that secured my legs and made an effort to make a quiet inspection, the chain
was knotted lazily and as I loosen the knot I felt the grip around my legs
slacken, I tried to pull one leg free of the chains, I could slide my leg ...
. just a little more. Dorrial stirred just as I pulled my first leg free, I
didn't move for a second or two as I listened for her breathing. I waited a
few seconds and slowly pulled my other leg free from the chains that had held
me during the night. All of a sudden I felt a rush of relief washed over me as
I saw that an escape from this madness was possible.

I crawled across the bedroom door that was close to the foot of the bed, and
then I quietly tried to open it. I twisted the door handle, and it opened the
hinges were quiet, there was no squeaks or noise at all as I open it wide
enough for me to exit. I closed the door softly behind me and quickly trod
across the landing to the top of the stairs. It was early I had no idea of
knowing if it was six o'clock or seven, but if this was a working farm people
in the house would have started work long before I woke up, but I heard
nothing and slowly crept down the stairs. I was naked and felt very
vulnerable, my heart was beating like a hammer and felt sure that someone
could hear me as I slipped silently down the long staircase. The front door a
freedom was across the hall.

Dorrial's Story.

As soon as he left my room I phoned Kate who was in the annex with Felicity.
The phone rang twice and Kate answered,

"He took a bit of time, but he eventually worked out how to release himself."
I told her.

"Good, but there's no sign of him yet. Assuming he comes this way."

"What other way can he go? He has no clothes. He'll exit through the west gate
and head into the fields and back down to where his clothes are. He'd be fool
to go through the village, be arrested a few seconds after he showed his face.
Kate laughed at the thought. "Do you think his clothe are still there?" I
asked not really caring one way or the other. I imagined Kate shrugging her
shoulders as she replied.

"Don't know." There was a brief pause as something was said, "Felicity has
seen him. Yes he is heading our way towards the west gate."

"Excellent."

I hung up the phone, and got out of bed, and quickly dressed.

The male's story.

I opened the front door not sure whether it would be locked or alarmed not
thankfully as I opened the front door it yielded and open without any noise I
peered outside and looked right and left, boy bushes on my right prevented me
from seeing too far in the direction I wanted to go. I closed the big front
door and walked out onto the path and looked down the through the farm
buildings, the stable was on the right and an out building and large barn and
a couple of sheds stood either side of a crumbling cement road, a phone rang
somewhere but I didn't care it was almost like a starting pistol to me and I
started running, past the stables, past the barns and the shed where the
concrete road stopped and a dirt track started. In was quickly into the woods,
and once there I felt a little safer a little less vulnerable. I quickly
vaulted a five bar gate that had barbed wire nailed to the top of it, and came
within an inch of doing myself as much harm as Kate would ever do. I left the
track and walked through the trees and finally took the longest leak. I must
have pee'd for a minute, valuable time, but I felt confident I had escaped
without their knowledge.

I ran through the wood, the grass was long and bluebells grew everywhere, the
sun filtered down through the thick oaks and guided me the sun was in the east
and I simply kept it to my left and headed south through the trees. At any
other time I would have enjoyed the walk but I was too anxious to make good my
escape.

Kate's Story

As soon as he past the window I looked at my watch.

"We'll give the bitch five minutes and then we'll start the hunt." I told
Felicity who was sitting on the face 'koc's' he was eating for the hundredth
time that morning and the sound of her orgasm's was becoming quite annoying.

When I was quite sure that he had managed to get clear of the property I
walked across to the stables where our saddled horses waited horse's waited,
Felicity reluctantly left her thrown and pulled up her knickers and was
fastening her belt when we got to the stable door and Dorrial came running
across courtyard in a similar state of undress.

"The bitch has a five minute start," I told Dorrial, "hardly seems fair
really, he'll still be in the wood. We can take our time." I mounted my
gelding Dorrial opened the doors and Felicity and I rode our mounts out into
the morning sun; "What an absolutely fabulous morning." I said to my two
friends and as Dorrial closed the door and mounted her mare.

"Beautiful." Dorrial agreed. "Where is your bitch Felicity?" Dorrial asked.

"In the annex, I'm tired of it. I'll get another one tonight." She told us as
we rode towards the gate.

The male's story

I trotted through the wood and slowed to a walk, I'm a tenderfoot and it
wasn't long after I left the house that I started to realise it, and by the
time I was into the woods my feet were hurting about as much as other parts of
my body. I trod on many thorns and stones broken branches that were hidden
under years of leaf mould that covered the forest floor, I looked for the long
grass that hardly grew in the half light and contented myself with a slow walk
picking my trail and eventually I made it to a clearing.

Although I had been hooded when they brought me to the farm I knew that they
had taken me north, south would have taken me home and west would have taken
me to the motorway so I knew I had gone north so heading south was the obvious
direction and now as I came out into the clearing I could see the field open
up before me and I felt that I was almost home I hugged the bushes to the left
of the field and quickened my pace. My balls hurt they were enormous and
running was very difficult as they buffeted between my thighs. Reality was
checking in now I was wondering how I was ever going to explain any of this to
anyone. I could say that I had been mugged, which wasn't a lie but how do I
explain the rest? I had travelled about a hundred metres from the wood and I
felt I was approaching the place where I had first met the women I moved away
from the slight cover that I thought the bushes offered and then to my horror
I thought I heard a horse. I turned and there they were The Three Riders of my
Apocalypse. I had just one chance of escaping them I could never out run them
but if I could scale the fence they couldn't catch me. And I sprinted for all
I was worth towards an opening in the hedgerow and then over the steel fence.

Felicity's Story

My days were never dull when I entered the FemDom world and it seemed that the
FemDom world was encroaching more and more on my real life, and my days seemed
to be filled with these delicious little episodes. These days it seemed there
was a male either on the end of my boot or on the end of my clit; it was a
perfectly excellent way to live and it was never more alive than here on
Kean's Farm. Mrs Kean, Joyce, was of the same understanding of my mother and
the only good male was a submissive one and if he wasn't submissive either get
rid of him or train the bitch to be such.

I was exhausted, I had been up all night fucking these two sluts and all I
really wanted to do was go home and have some sleep, a girl can only have so
many orgasms, but during the night after Dorrial had taken her bitch to bed
Kate came up with an idea that at the time was a jolly good one, but now at
six thirty in the morning as we rode through the bluebell wood I wasn't so
sure.

Kate was at a loss as what to do with this new bitch we had shagged it stupid
in every position imaginable, shoved a wine bottle up its arse, it offered no
challenges any more Kate could do what she liked with it so she came up with
the idea of letting it escape and hunting it down. So before Dorrial went to
sleep we told her to more or less leave the door open. And the stupid little
bitch took our bait perfectly. It was a gorgeous morning and had I not been so
beastly shagged I would have enjoyed it more.

The track twisted through the woods and came out at the top of a long field;
we stopped for a second and scanned the fallow field and there it was trying
to use the hedges as cover.

"His pink skin and purple balls are poor camouflage against that hedgerow."
Kate laughed. And we spurred our horses. The hunt was on.

The male's story.

My balls really were a problem and slowed me down considerably, but I knew
with just a bit of luck I could make it to the opening and then scaling the
fence wouldn't be a problem. I made it to the opening and approached the
fence. It had vertical steel palings and yesterday with my shoes on it was
easy to climb, but in bare feet it offered a challenge. I could hear their
hooves and the sound drove up the fence, but my narrow feet couldn't get a
purchase that my shoes had allowed, the grass was still wet from the morning
dew and I slipped repeatedly, the top of the fence was pointed and offered
another challenge should I manage to get up there. I heard them they were
close now, I managed to grab the top of the fence and I used my arms to pull
me up as they came through the opening Dorrial, then Kate, and finally
Felicity. I made it to the top of the fence and threw myself over with a
second to spare. I fell awkwardly and twisted my ankle but I managed to avoid
being captured.

I limped away from the fence with a smile on my face I had beaten them I said
to myself. But my joy was short lived and both Kate and Dorrial brought their
horses to the fence and stood on the back of them and easily vaulted the fence
and landed with a lot more grace than I did.

Oh no. I had about a twenty metre start on them, but I couldn't run my ankle
hurt and my balls were a painful hindrance, I hobbled a few steps in the
coarse long grass, but it was stupid so I decided to face my attackers and go
down fighting instead running like a coward, I turned and charged at Kate;
take her out I thought and Dorrial might offer a less of a threat, but my
feeble attack was over the second it began I rushed at Kate, but she drove her
riding boot straight into my swollen unprotected balls, and I crumpled to my
knees before her, all of the venom, hostility and anger evaporated in a second
and was replaced with regret, pain and defeat, Kate stood over me as Dorrial
joined her I grabbed Kate's boot and kissed her feet.

"PLEASE MISTRESS KATE, PLEASE I'MSORRY, I'MSORRY." I sobbed, as I slobbered
over her boots kissing and licking them. "PLEASE I'M SORRY." Dorrial grabbed
me by the hair and yanked my head back from Kate's boot and forced me on to my
back, she grabbed both of my wrists with her hands and with a strength that
surprised me yanked my arms over my head and sat on my arms facing my feet
head was framed by her thighs. Kate stood between my legs she kicked my thighs
and forced my legs apart, she put her hand in her pocket and pulled out
penknife she squatted down between my legs and unfolded the blade, it was
about four inches long. She grabbed me by the balls and squeezed them tightly
and pulled them. Dorrial grabbed me by the hair.

"I want you to watch this."

"PLEASE NO PLEASE, PLEASE!" I begged. "PLEASE."

"Please what?" Kate asked "Please cut of my balls?" I that what you want me to
do? Is it?" She demanded to know. She squeezed my delicate, so tender busted
balls.

I screamed "PLEASE MISTRESSKAAAAAGGGHHHHT," She squeezed them tight with her
left hand and punched them once, twice, three times, four times, five times, I
screamed writhed and struggle beneath the two women.

"Please what?" Kate demanded to know again. "Do you want me to cut your
fuckin' ball off? Do you? Tell me; tell me to cut your balls off." She punched
my balls again. "Tell me." I was crying, sobbing. I looked up at Mistress
Kate, her long hair kept falling across her face, and she kept flicking it and
pushing it aside. She looked deep into my eyes I was crying so hard my tears
blurred my vision. "Tell me to cut your fucking balls off." She brought the
knife down and I felt the blade against the skin of my scrotum at the narrow
neck just below my penis. I looked up at Dorrial who's gaze was locked on to
her cousin's hands.

"One quick slice is all it will take to relieve you of your manhood, I'll be
merciful," Kate told me "Beg me to cut your balls off and I'll do it nice and
quickly. If you don't tell me I'll take all morning to hack them off. I
already have a use for the little pouch. The testes? I'll take you back to the
kitchen at the farmhouse and put them in a frying pan with a couple of rashers
of bacon, we can share them, one each. Would you like that?"

"Please don't Mistress Kate I beg You please ... .please."

"So you want me to hack them off?" And she brought the knife down and hit me
with the dull side of the blade." I screamed. Kate laughed. She squeezed my
balls again digging her nails into the tender flesh. It hurt, it really hurt
and I squealed as Kate wrenched gouged and squeezed my balls

I screamed. "PLEASE KATE, PLEASE, PLEASE CUT OFF MY BALLS." I sobbed.

"Say it again. I didn't hear you." Kate demanded.

"Please Mistress Kate, please cut off my balls."

Dorrial Story

Felicity arrived with the horses. She had ridden up to the top gate and came
down to where we had the bitch at our mercy. I was caught up in a situation I
had never experienced before and I was so horny, so full of lust I couldn't
believe how excited I was; a part of me wanted Kate to castrate him, I
wouldn't be satisfied sexually until he was, another part of me harboured a
little jealousy, a little resentment, I wanted to do the cutting, Kate would
always be the first. And a tiny part of me said we should stop this nonsense.
Kate got up from between his legs and went to her horse and took her crop from
her saddle and quickly returned.

"No I'm not going to cut your nuts off, not yet, you offer so much more fun
with them." And she whipped him viciously between the legs. I've never really
heard anything make a noise like he did, as Kate delivered three savage blows
to his balls. He screamed and thrashed around in the grass but he wasn't going
anywhere I held him easily. He tried to curl his legs up, but Kate forced
herself between his legs and prised his knees apart, she positioned her booted
foot above his tortured groin for a second then stomped on him, he bounced,
screaming a hideous scream, she was destroying his balls. I have had a little
experience in cock and ball torture but we were breaking new ground now. I let
go of his arms he offered no threat to us anymore, we were now simply
asserting our dominance, we all seemed to sense that he was now ours to use in
any way whatsoever. He cowered in the grass before me and looked up imploring
me. "

"Please Mistress Dorrial please I beg you no more."

I looked up at Felicity. "Did you pick up its clothes?" I asked; as an answer
Felicity threw a bundle of what looked like rags onto the grass I went through
the pockets of its jeans one more time, we had frisked them yesterday but I
didn't want to miss anything. The pockets were empty, I checked its' shirt he
had a pen in the pocket.

"Write down your phone number. We'll give you a call in a couple of days to
arrange your training." I told him. He offered no objections and quickly wrote
a number and handed it to me. I went through his jacket pocket. And found a
key that we had missed. "What's this for?" I asked.

"Front door Mistress Dorrial." It told me.

"I'll keep this; pay you a little unexpected visit one day. Would you like
that?" I asked. It looked up at me and nodded

"Yes Mistress Dorrial."

I went through its jacket pockets, but we had taken anything of value
yesterday. I threw the clothes in to pile, his socks and under pants I threw
away. "You won't need to buy underwear anymore, I shall give them to you, you
will wear my old ones. You will also start to save your legs and wear
stockings and a suspender belt do I make myself clear?"

It nodded. "Yes Mistress Dorrial."

"Failure to obey me will result in you being brought back to the farm for a
bit of therapy. Losing your balls will be the least of your concern. He
cowered before me and the desire to bully him was very strong. I unbuckle my
belt and pulled my jodhpurs over my hips and peed on the pile of clothing.
Kate laughed and joined me. I had a full bladder and I must have peed for over
a minute, soaking his clothes. And not to be out done Kate squatted over his
shoe and squeezed out a long log.

"You are disgusting, I laughed and Felicity shook her head, as she got down
from her horse and peed on the pile of clothing. I removed my boots and pulled
off the jodhpurs and removed my knickers, I wiped myself with them and so did
Kate and Felicity. I then threw them on the floor. "These are for you, put
them on and get dressed." I ordered, and we watched in silence as the bitch
pulled on my purple satin panties he then pulled on its jeans, small rivulets
of urine ran off of the denim where it hadn't had a chance to soak in, the
sodden shirt was next. "Do up all of the buttons." I demanded, then the
jacket.

"Break the log into two pieces." Kate demanded, and the bitch obeyed. Now put
your shoes on and he squeezed it's foot into the shit filled shoes.

"Now off you go, follow the path. I'll be in touch." And we watched he walk
down the hill and out of site.

Epilogue

males story

That all happened in the August of 1978, unbelievably thirty three years ago,
I may have walked away but it wasn't the end of this story it was the
beginning. The summer of 78 was my last summer of freedom, my last summer of
being a man. What happened next is another long story that ended with my
cousin being on the receiving end of some rough FemDom justice

I married Mistress Dorrial in 1985 I took Her name and she took everything
else, twenty six years later I am still Her's. There are a number of stories
that have developed over the years. If anyone is interested please contact me
and I will share them with you.

Fiodeb_6@hotmail.com Is my contact.