Jonah

Chapter 5

Jonah was awakened by the feeling of a strong hand grasping his balls. Though the pain had diminished they were still very sensitive. He tried to get away from her touch, but he could not. Helanda played with them a few moments until Jonah was completely awake. "How are your little balls feeling?" she asked playfully as she squeezed even a little harder.

"They still hurt, Mistress Helanda." Jonah answered.

"Good!" Helanda said swatting at his balls with her hand a few times. Jonah sucked in his breath. He just wanted his torment to end. He wanted so much to get back to his old life traveling with Antonio, or even his old life on the farm. He had hated it so much there and wanted to get away so badly, but now he would give about anything to go back rather than have to endure the treatment he got from the Amazons. Helanda rose chuckling to herself. She seemed to be in a very good mood. Jonah glared at her back. He hated her so much right now. He heard a cough and looked over at Vandrel standing at the edge of the blanket watching him. He thought of the anger and cruelty she had displayed last night and he was nervous as she approached him. Vandrel helped him to his feet. She removed his cuffs from the chain to his collar only to fasten them together behind his back. As she did she pressed her body against Jonah and he enjoyed the feelings even as he tried to hate her. He tried to focus on the fact that she was his enemy as she caressed him and pressed her cheek to his. He began responding as he always did when she was close to him despite himself. She seemed so gentle and tender now.

"Poor slave," Vandrel cooed, "does it really hurt so much?" She bent down on one knee to examine his genitals. "Hmm, they seem a little swollen and blue, but there doesn't seem to be any harm done. Your cock sure still seems eager for action." By now he had grown completely hard. His orgasm hadn't done much to lessen his desire for sex or to masturbate and his balls ached as much as before he got to cum. "Sorry we had to do that to you, but you know you need to learn to control yourself. That was such a nasty thing you did… squirting all over like that and waking us up. Shame on you."

"I couldn't help it." Jonah said softly.

"Aww… well you had better learn to," Vandrel said. "If it happens again you will be punished. Don't you know that men are meant to do that inside a woman? That is what a dick is for. A man puts it inside a woman and slides it in and out until he cums. That's how babies are made," she explained as if Jonah had never heard of this before. "Oh, I know you've never gotten to do that but you still shouldn't squirt for no reason. A male should only cum inside a woman, otherwise it is just a waste and we won't allow it." Vandrel's voice softened and she drew closer to his ear as she continued, "Wouldn't you rather cum inside a woman? It would feel so much better you know. I think you have a really nice cock." She began stroking him softly and he grew even harder in her hand. "It gets so hard. I'm sure you could fuck really well… I've thought about it you know. I've wanted to throw you down and ride you since the first time I saw you. You're so cute."

Jonah blushed. Vandrel could see Jonah was responding to her flattery and hope was growing in his face. He no longer seemed so sullen. "But we have to be careful. Helanda wouldn't approve. But if you behave and do a good job, maybe I can convince her to let me have some time alone with you. We could have such a good time." By now Jonah was very worked up and excited from the prospect of getting to fuck Vandrel sometime. He only wished it could be right now. Yet she had given him hope that it would happen soon. Vandrel was still holding his cock and Jonah was moving his hips lewdly. He was so used to being naked and aroused around them that he didn't even stop when he heard Helanda laughing at him.

Vandrel released his cock and Jonah groaned. "You've got me really hot thinking about that, you'll be riding up with me first today," she whispered into his ear. Helanda came back over and Vandrel pushed Jonah back and began packing the last of the gear. After a quick bite they were on the road and Jonah was busy licking Vandrel. He was getting better and seemed more motivated. Vandrel was pleased with the job he did licking her pussy. Her little conversation had accomplished exactly what she had wanted. Jonah thought he might get to fuck her if he did well enough so he was trying harder and seemed less depressed. He also was getting even hornier imagining getting to have sex with her. It was an ego boost for her. She could tell he wanted her and Vandrel liked to be desired. It also had her turned on as well. Not imagining having sex like she told Jonah, but letting him believe he was going to get to when that was never going to happen. It was fun leading him on. He would surely realize eventually that she was just playing with him, but he didn't really seem to have figured it out yet. She tried to think of ways to keep teasing him as he licked her to several orgasms. Vandrel was moaning louder than Jonah had ever heard her when he licked her. He could tell from the start that she really was incredibly turned on. He thought it meant that she was telling the truth about fantasizing about fucking him. He had come to enjoy licking Vandrel's pussy and felt a sense of accomplishment for being able to get her off so well. This is the best he's done yet, she thought when she was finally ready for a break.

Of course Jonah didn't get a break. As soon as Vandrel pushed his head away smiling at him Helanda grabbed him by the hair and dragged him over between her thighs. He didn't even get a drink this time. She roughly pushed his face into her crotch and Jonah struggled to satisfy her. He had given his all with Vandrel trying to give her the best experience he could as he imagined fucking her someday. His mouth was tired and he was having a hard time pleasing a very demanding Helanda. She berated him for his laziness and got the strap out quickly to keep him going.

Helanda was also especially horny today. In her mind she kept replaying spanking Jonah's balls the night before. Helanda was almost glad it had happened so she had the excuse to use the nut-whacking stick on him. She had enjoyed his squeals and pleading. She looked forward to getting to punish him again. Though he was doing a pretty good job really, especially with how tired she could tell he was, she decided she would punish him for not doing well enough anyway. Vandrel was always babying him and he needed a stern hand. Helanda started swatting him as she enjoyed an intense orgasm listening to his yelps of pain. Jonah managed to step up his efforts. He responded well to the strap and his technique had improved quite a bit.

Helanda was actually impressed with how well Jonah was sucking her off; he was becoming an excellent slave. Yet she didn't like the way he was still so reluctant to lick her. She had noticed how eagerly he dove right into Vandrel's snatch. Vandrel didn't have to spank him as often to keep him performing well. He needed to learn to suck whoever he was told to with equal enthusiasm. He's just a slave and he couldn't go around thinking he'll lick this pussy but he's too good to lick that pussy. Helanda would definitely need to teach him some manners. She thought about what she would do with him when they stopped for the day and her wicked ideas led her into another orgasm. Helanda clamped her thighs tightly around his head as she came, Jonah's nose buried in her pussy, bouncing around as they passed over an especially rough patch of road. When she unclasped her thighs Jonah gasped for air and tried to pull away. Helanda grabbed his head saying, "What do you think you're doing. I didn't say to stop."

"I'm sorry, I needed to catch my breath." Jonah gasped.

"Talking back, too. You're forgetting your place, slave," Helanda said sternly. "You aren't ready for a break. You've only made me cum two times. Vandrel came at least twice that many times and I expect you to do just as good a job with me." Jonah went back to licking Helanda's cunt, lapping up her dripping cum like he knew she would want before he should go back to her clit. "You've already earned a double punishment tonight so I suggest you get busy and lick me right you slut." Jonah groaned dreading the punishment already, as if he hadn't had enough with the ball spanking last night. "You had better make me cum a lot more or else you'll get even worse." Helanda sat back and let Jonah work on her pussy. He was doing even better and she was loving it. A firm hand… that's what this one needs.

Jonah struggled to satisfy Helanda. He had been proud of the way he had done Vandrel, but this wasn't going well. It wasn't fair. He was doing his best and he could tell Helanda was really getting off and yet she was going to punish him anyway. He looked up at Vandrel hoping for sympathy, but she was driving the horses seeming completely disinterested. He tried to push everything out of his mind and concentrate on pleasing Helanda. The day passed slowly. They stopped for a brief lunch. He spent the afternoon in the back of the wagon since Helanda said he was useless today anyway. He was glad for the rest but was very afraid of what Helanda would do to him She was very impatient and sharp with him today. He guessed it was because of his orgasm last night. He finally dozed off for an hour or so and had a pleasant dream.

Jonah awoke later feeling oh so horny. The sun was low in the sky. When the wagon stopped he was very apprehensive. After preparing the camp Helanda climbed into the wagon. She didn't release him right away, but rummaged around in the box Jonah had come to associate with trouble. The cock harness and restraints had come from there, then later the spreader bar. She pulled out something pretty small. Jonah let out his breath, but was still scared. Helanda removed the chain between his legs. Then she freed his hands as well and pulled him to his feet. She shoved him out the back of the wagon and he stumbled down not quite falling, luckily, since she still held the leash.

This was the first time since Jonah had tried to run away that his hands and feet were completely free. He momentarily thought of trying to grab the leash from Helanda and running, but he couldn't chance it. Vandrel was too close as well and he wouldn't get three steps. Helanda half hoped he would try something, but she didn't think even he was that stupid. Helanda jumped down and grabbed Jonah by the arm and led him toward the blankets. As always they camped next to a tree with a sturdy branch low enough to tie him to. This time instead of tying the leash to the branch, Helanda pulled his arms over his head and fastened his wrists together above the branch. Then she bent down and removed the leash and the harness. Jonah was surprised by this and was worried about where this was heading. Vandrel watched with interest as if she were wondering as well. Helanda then held up the item she had gotten from the box. Vandrel nodded thinking oh, the ball weights and she smiled. Helanda began attaching the thing to Jonah's balls as he watched nervously. A soft leather strap was wrapped around his testicles stretching them down slightly. Jonah found it very uncomfortable on his achy balls. But Helanda wasn't finished. Three fine chains hung from the strap meeting at a ring beneath his testicles. She attached a small weight to it, then released it. It wasn't very heavy really, but it felt like a ton to Jonah. The ache in his balls suddenly doubled and he began pleading for her to take it off.

"Quiet!" Helanda ordered. "Maybe this will help motivate you to work harder. If you do a good enough job tonight I'll take it off after you please me. Right now you are going to be punished." She fetched a small cat-o-nine tails and unceremoniously began whipping him, mostly on the buttocks, but also up and down his back and thighs. Each time the whip struck he jumped and the weight would swing pulling on his aching balls. He lost count of the strokes, but could tell it was more than she had given him ever before. By the time she had finished with the whip Jonah was crying and hanging weakly from the branch. Helanda put the whip away, but returned with a heavy wooden paddle. She finished his punishment with ten sound swats on his tender buttocks. She timed them so the weight swung far with each stroke pulling even more on his tortured testicles.

Finally Helanda finished and sat down smiling in satisfaction as she watched Jonah try to regain his composure. They both let him rest as they ate quietly. After she had eaten Vandrel rose and brought Jonah some water, holding the skin up to his lips to allow him to drink. She let her fingers play over his flesh as she examined his body. There were red stripes on his back and thighs, but as always Helanda hadn't broken the skin at all. His butt was really red, looking sunburned. Vandrel ran her fingertips over his buttocks. The skin felt hot to her touch. She came back around front and pinched his nipples. Then she got down on one knee to examine the ball weights hanging from him. She held the weight in her hand relieving the pressure for a few moments before letting it go again.

"So, how do you like your new toy?" Vandrel asked looking up into his eyes.

"Please take it off," Jonah pleaded softly, "I can't stand it."

"Aww," Vandrel said, "I'm sorry, but I can't do that. Helanda put it on you and it is up to her when it comes off. It may not be comfortable, but you can take it. It won't hurt you. I've seen slaves run with three times that much weight hanging from them. You'll get used to it." Jonah didn't want to get used to it. He just wanted it off. "Besides, I think it looks really sexy on you."

Vandrel began toying with his balls lightly. Jonah's cock had been semi-hard already and it began to grow more. She grasped his shaft and held his cock straight out looking closely at it. She bent down closer and kissed the end of it. His cock twitched and got even harder. She looked up into his face. Then Vandrel took the head of his cock into her mouth and sucked lightly. She had never done that to him before and Jonah let out a gasp of pleasure. She smiled up at him. "You like that, huh," she said in a sexy voice and wet her lips. Then she took him back into her mouth, slowly sliding all the way down until she had taken his whole length into her mouth. Then even more slowly she drew back, her eyes never leaving his, until his cock popped from her mouth. Jonah had never felt anything so pleasurable in his life. He had never even imagined such pleasure. It felt so great and he had never seen anything so arousing as Vandrel looking up at him, his cock filling her mouth. She smiled at him, knowing the effect she was having, then she stood up quickly. "Well we better get you something to eat," she said as she began releasing his hands, her huge breasts inches from his face. Jonah was very disappointed. He would have given anything for the pleasurable sensations to continue, but he had no say in the matter.

Jonah was allowed to kneel on the blanket as he had his supper. Vandrel and Helanda sat on either side of him sipping some wine. They still left his hands and feet free. He thought that was encouraging, maybe they were beginning to trust him more. If they started leaving him unbound more often he may get a chance to get away. He had to be careful though. They were being much more sparing with the food and Jonah figured they must have been running very low. He also found that encouraging. They would have to go into town to get supplies and he hoped to get some help then. Jonah drifted off into a fantasy in which Helanda went into town by herself to get supplies and he was left alone with Vandrel.

Shortly after Jonah had finished his supper Helanda was ready to be pleasured. She sat on the wagon gate as Vandrel was fond of doing and leaned back. That way as Jonah licked her he couldn't try to rest the weight on the ground. Jonah knew he needed to do his best to please Helanda. He was very conscious of the weight hanging from his balls. He felt so horny. Even though he had cum last night it didn't seem to lessen his need any, if anything it had increased it. The pressure on his testicles intensified that need. Jonah wanted the ball weights removed as soon as possible and if he disappointed her she could make things even worse. So he went at her with abandon. He tried his best and Helanda was pleased with his efforts. He was progressing very nicely.

The ball weights had been a successful tool and Helanda decided to use them regularly at least for a while. She would attach a weight each morning and when Jonah had satisfied her well enough she would remove the weight. If he didn't please her she would use a bigger one the next day. That should work quite nicely, especially since he responded so well to the smallest weight. He was such a wimp, but that was a good trait for a slave such as him. They were going to make a good profit when they sold him. It would still be a month or more before they would finally reach Amazia and had plenty of time for more training. Now that he was getting the pussy licking skills down they would work on some other things.

Jonah would need to learn to withhold his orgasms and Helanda looked forward to that part of his training. She had enjoyed punishing him for last night's mess, but didn't want that to become a habit. They would be arriving for a planned stop at a city in a few days and she thought they could get something there that would help prevent such occurrences. Her thoughts had her so aroused and she really enjoyed Jonah's tongue. By the time she let him stop she was drenched in sweat and out of breath. She told him he did a good job. Jonah was surprised. It was rare that Helanda praised him. She removed the weight, but left the stretcher on him since the weight would just be going right back on first thing in the morning anyway. She attached the leash in its place. She also reattached the chains so he wouldn't easily be able to try to escape in the night.

After a rest to cool off they prepared for sleep. Vandrel didn't use him as it was getting late, Helanda had kept him busy a very long time, but she held him close and fondled his nipples and cock until she fell asleep. Jonah enjoyed her touch and the feel of her breasts against his back, and yet it was so frustrating. Jonah eventually fell asleep himself and dreamt of Melinda.