Glynn stood before before the two women, who circled around him like fireflies in the night
A light sweat began to accumulate in his armpits. He was glad he was still wearing his suit coat, covering any stains that might start on his dress shirt. The sweat also started on his brow, as the women's hand played over his chest and ass and across his groin as they continued their dance around him.
"Such a strong man, isn't he Sarah?" The raven haired woman remarked, as she ran her hands up and down Glynn's arms from behind.
"He seems so, Sylvia." said the blonde stopping in front of Glynn, leaning down slightly to run his legs.
Sylvia pressed herself against his back while reaching around to massage Glynn's chest. Whispering in his ear "I bet you played football in high school and collage, didn't you?" All the while gently pulling off his suit coat.
Glynn could only nod embarassly. The words caught in his throat because of both women's attention. As his coat was taken off from behind, the blond fondled his ass while nuzzling his groin. Suddenly a pain exploded from his earlobe! But, it was short lived as whisper returned.
"I asked you a question, Glynn. You need to be more attentive." The woman behind told him, tossing his coat to the floor.
"Yes! I mean, Yes Ma'am! Front line in high school and and defence in college." he answered, trembling slightly. Glynn's breath began to get shallower and more rapid.
Sylvia giggled slightly, as her hands pulled the tail of his shirt from his trousers. Slowly, from the bottom up, she undid the buttons, whispering again in his ear "Always wanting to bang those cheerleaders, right? Or, were you the guy in the shower checking out all the other guys junk"
While Sylvia continued her interrogation, Sarah took her time undoing Glynn's belt. Taking her time, she unbuckled it and drew it from the loops. Then with her teeth, she undid the clasp and lowered the zipper. Glynn gasped as he felt his pants drop to the floor and his shirt pulled open at the same time.
With his belt in one hand, Sarah cupped Glynn's scrotum, through his underwear, with the other. "He's beginning to get stiff, Mistress." she told Sylvia.
Pain returned again to Glynn, as Sylvia pinched and twisted each of his nipples. He bit his lip, so as not to cry out while She angrily whispered "You keep that cock limp! I haven't given you permission to get hard yet!"
"Yes, Ma'am! Sorry Ma'am..." Glynn's voice trailed off as he tried to think of things to make his dick go soft again.
What didn't help with his thought was Sylvia pulling his shirt off all the way. As it slid down his arms, Sarah leaned forward and, with the tip of her tongue, licked a straight line from the base of his stomach to his collarbone. All the while, Sylvia put each of her hands on his hips and grasp his underwear. As Sarah went up, Sylvia pulled down until the garment was bunched at his knees.
She then said "My! What a nice tight ass you have there, Glynn! Do a lot of running do you?" As She tightly grasped and smacked each cheek.
"Yes Ma'am. I run..." Glynn started but was interrupted by Sarah:
"He's getting stiffer Mistress. About half fully hard now."
Sylvia dug her nails into Glynn's ass. "What am I going to do with you, Glynn? If you can't control that dick of yours's, I guess we will have to." Grasping and holding his arms back, She told Sarah "Grab ahold of that nutsack and give it a good squeeze, wouldn't you love?
Sarah answered "Yes Mistress" and followed her orders. Her left hand held the testicales while her right grabbed where the scrotum connected to Glynn's body. Both her hands squeezed at the same time, producing a sharp pain all round his groin.
Glynn whimpered as the pain increased but, again, it did not last long. When it stopped, he wanted to fall to his knees, but Sylvia kept him standing upright by holding his arms.
As tears formed in his eyes, he could hear Sylvia's voice cooing in his ear "Now now, Glynn. You are doing fine. But you have to learn to listen to me. Things will be ok, if you only listen to me."