The House Boy, Book One

ONE

Devin watched the countryside pass by, staring out over the alternating rolling hills and thick woods. A few brief passes through dark cliff side tunnels briefly caused him to see the reflection of a fair skinned young man with short brown hair staring back at him. A simple blue tee-shirt and tan pants adorned his body, and he’d kicked off his sneakers to prop his feet up on the seat facing opposite him.

He’d tried to read some comics off his tablet, but couldn’t concentrate. For the whole of the four-hour train ride, he couldn’t get his mind off his destination, and what it was going to mean for his future. Such ponderings also threatened to make his cock start to erect, and he fought valiantly multiple times throughout the trip to keep himself under control. He was grateful that he was the only person in this compartment, but it wasn’t long into the trip that he could hear female laughter through the wall behind him. He nervously tried his best not to think about the fact that every one of those girls had the power to read his mind, specifically the most intimate and embarrassing parts. He also knew that if he got hard, they’d all be able to sense it, they and every other woman in the train car, if not the whole train.

The thought made him blush, and his cock almost started to erect. He could feel the blood start pulsing towards his organ. He closed his eyes and bit the inside of his cheek and thought about baseball. He managed, barely, to avoid the erection, but just as he thought the moment had passed, the girls next door erupted into giggles again. Were they laughing at some joke one of them had said? Something dumb on one of their smart phones? Or had they sensed his near-miss?

He shook his head and went back to trying to read his comics, taking care not to linger his gaze too long at the scantily clad female characters. He still couldn’t focus enough to pay attention to what he was reading, and ended up skimming the same page over five times without retaining it. He sighed and clicked the tablet off, then lay his head back against the back of the seat, propped his feet up on the opposite-facing seat and closed his eyes. Maybe if he just tried to doze through the trip, he’d get there before he knew it.

He managed thirty seconds of peace, when the door to his compartment slid open. He blinked and jumped as two young women entered, a brunette and a blonde. Both were in very short white skirts, with a yellow blouse and a green v-neck shirt, respectively. They glanced at him, then sat down on the far end of the benches.

“Uh…” Devin muttered. He none-too-subtly scooted further against the window, even though there was already enough space for two between him and the blonde girl.

“Hi!” said the blonde with a smile. The brunette just nodded at him.

“Hi… um…”

“Yes?” said the blonde.

“Sorry, I, uh, I wasn’t expecting company,” he said.

“It’s just you in here, and our compartment was a little crowded,” the blonde said.

The brunette smirked. “Well, not so much crowded, as not spacious enough for what our friends were up to.”

“Up to?” said Devin, not sure what else to say. The girls positioned themselves so they could, like him, prop their feet up on the opposite seats. Devin struggled mightily not to let his eyes stray over their legs.

The blonde grinned. “Go ahead and look if you like,” she said with a wink.

Devin swallowed and turned back to the window. “Uh, I don’t want to be rude.”

“You’re just afraid of getting a boner, huh?”

Devin almost jumped. When she said “boner” he swore he felt his cock twitch. Had she tapped his cock with magic or was he just that paranoid?

“Honey, you’d know if I was using magic on you,” said the blonde with a laugh.

Devin blushed hotly. He’d been told to expect women outside his town to be free and open with using their powers, at least some of them, but he still wasn’t prepared for it. He tried to calm his thoughts, to think about math and comics, to not give the two young women anything to go on. Girls could only read his sexual thoughts, at least at first. That’s what he’d been told. So if he just didn’t think about sex…

…fuck, how was he supposed to do that when two young hotties in skimpy skirts who could read his every dirty thought and stroke his dick with their minds were sitting just feet away from him?

“Jeez, you’re such a nervous one!” said the blonde.

The brunette looked up at him and squinted. Then her eyes widened. “Holy crap! I think he’s from one of the Kid Towns!”

The blonde’s eyes matched the wideness of her friends. “Woah! Really?”

Devin knew he couldn’t ignore them now. He turned back to them. His gaze flicked over their legs, but he tore his attention away from them as fast as he could. “Y-yeah,” he said. “I’m from Littleton.”

“Damn,” said the blonde. “Maiden voyage?”

Devin chuckled a bit at the pun. “Something like that. I, uh, just turned eighteen last month. So, it was time to move.”

“Oh, wow,” she said. She was grinning, and turned towards him fully, pulling her legs up to sit sideways on the seat. “I haven’t met a Fresh Boy since I moved out of my own hometown.”

“Fresh Boy?” said Devin. He could almost hear the capitalization, and it did not fill him with a sense of security.

“Just what it sounds like,” she said. “A boy right out of a Kid Town. So where are you headed?”

“Belle Ray.”

“No shit? Wow, straight to one of the big cities! You’re a brave kid, you know that?”

“Hey, I’m not a kid anymore, I’m eighteen,” said Devin. Then he swallowed nervously. “Why, is it, uh, bad there?”

“Depends on who you are,” she said, her grin getting wider. “For us ladies, it’s a constant energy high. For guys, it’s a cocktease hell!”

Devin went a little pale, and the blonde laughed. The brunette rolled her eyes and shook her head. “Oh, don’t be a bitch,” she chided her friend.

She turned to him. “She’s just trying to freak you out. The people in the city keep themselves more under control than in the smaller towns.” She paused and glanced to the side. “I still wouldn’t want to be a boy there, though. Just the sheer number of women, all jazzed up on Lust Energy. I don’t imagine you’ll ever go soft in the city.”

“W-well I’ll be in the suburbs, actually,” said Devin, trying not to let the two young women’s words get to him. In his hometown, a small village where people were still intent on raising families, the power of Sex Magic was under severe restriction. He’d only felt the power of the Magic a few times, always by accident and always indirectly. He knew what sex was; he’d had it before. He still felt like a complete virgin in a world where women could simply think at him, and make him experience sensations he’d never even realized were possible. Now that he was beyond the protections of his hometown, he had no idea how true the horror stories were going to be.

The blonde frowned in thought. “Not that much better,” she said. She glanced him over. “So, how ready do you think you are?” she said.

“I do already have a job lined up, which is better than most people get,” he said, not liking the way she was eyeing him.

“That’s cool,” she said, then looked at him studiously, a lazy smile still on her face. The brunette was on her phone, smirking at some messages she’d gotten. After an awkward silence, Devin opened his mouth to say something. The blonde cut him off by raising her left finger into the air. She smiled as she brought up her right hand and lightly gripped her extended finger between her right index finger and thumb. As soon as she made contact, Devin felt two invisible fingertips touch his cock. He jumped in his seat a little.

The blonde’s smile widened and she slowly stroked her left finger with her right ones, as if slowly stroking a cock. Devin felt the two fingertips sliding up and down his length, as though her left finger had become a voodoo doll for his dick. A simple touch, and yet it was all his organ needed to break free of his willpower and begin to stiffen.

Devin gripped the edge of his seat as his cock erected quite fast, tenting his shorts lewdly. “Hey!” he said. “Stop!”

The brunette was already glancing up, having sensed his cock grow hard. She scowled at her friend. “Hey, cut it out. Don’t terrorize the poor kid.”

“I think our new friend needs a little welcome to the world,” the blonde said, grinning. She stroked him more firmly and a bit faster, her fingers sliding rhythmically over her other digit. She added her ring finger to the stroke, detecting and applying the grip that he used to masturbate.

Devin had gotten a couple handjobs before and of course had jerked himself off hundreds of times. He had never felt a magically induced handjob until now. It was a surreal experience. He could actually feel her fingers touching him, sliding over his cock and rubbing the sensitive nerves just right, even though she wasn’t even close to touching him directly. Even if she had just reached out and grabbed him, his shorts were in the way. Despite this, he could feel her bare skin against his organ. The effect had been described to him a dozen times before, but he’d never quite been able to visualize it.

“Okay, I get it, now please stop,” said Devin. The sensation was very pleasant, but he could already feel the pleasure building.

The girl dropped her hands, but he could still feel the sensation. She was keeping the spell going with just her mind!

“H-hey, come on, stop!” he said, squirming. His cock was straining uncomfortably in his shorts, and the phantom grip got more intense. Firmer, faster, somehow stroking him in a way so precise as to build him up faster than he was used to.

“Knock it off,” said the brunette, frowning at her friend.

“Nope!” said the blonde, giggling. “Listen to me, Fresh Boy. Now that you’re out of your hometown, women aren’t going to hold themselves back from you. You’re now a sitting duck for any woman who wants to play with you. I’m telling you this for you own good: even if you have a Mistress, any woman can do this to you, any time they want. I can see in your head, you’re used to jacking it whenever you want and cumming every time you jack it. Kiss that good-bye.”

He didn’t really want her to stop now. The Phantom Handjob was a fast, steady stroke, hitting that special spot that made him shoot super-fast. He huffed and in the heat of the moment, he only barely thought to yank down his shorts, exposing his penis and testicles to two complete strangers. He did not, however, want to end up with a huge cum stain on his shorts.

The blonde laughed at his effort, which turned out to be for naught. The phantom hand was a blur on him now, pushing him right to the brink of climax. But with a hard grunt, his hips bucked, his cock jerked, and… nothing! His eyes widened, and his breath came in short, sharp gasps as his penis attempted, but failed, to ejaculate. Pleasure tingled over his organ, which swelled until it became uncomfortable, and he gripped the edge of his seat until his knuckles were white. But even as the phantom hand continued to stroke him, he could not achieve an orgasm!

For several perilous seconds, he was held suspended at the edge of release, his whole body clenching in the effort. But his mere male biology could not defeat her casual female magic. Then, the hand vanished as she released him from the terrible precipice. He let out a breath that had seized in his throat, and he sagged in his seat, catching his breath. The blond giggled at his plight.

“That was mean,” said the brunette with a frown. And yet, had he been watching, Devin would have noticed a contented little sigh come from her as she absorbed the energy of his frustration.

“Holy shit,” he said breathlessly. He had never been edged like that before. He had, occasionally, delayed his own release by letting go before he came, but he always had let go a little too soon to hit the sort of high he’d heard about. Even if he had gotten as close as possible, he was certain he would not have experienced anything nearly as intense as that!

The blonde’s jaw dropped. “Oh my goddess, was that your very first Orgasm Block?!”

Even the brunette looked back up at him, a little stunned to hear that. A quick glance through his mind confirmed that it was. “Holy shit,” she said.

“I know, right?” said the blonde, laughing. “Oh, jeez, you’re going to get eaten alive! Didn’t they do any sort of prepping for you before sending you off?”

Devin flushed and quickly yanked his shorts back up. That was an Orgasm Block? Holy crap, no wonder every adult guy in the village seemed scared of them! He looked out the window and pouted, his cock stubbornly staying hard. He didn’t bother trying to will it down; it was too late now.

“Hey, seriously, did they not?” said the blonde.

“They explained it all,” he said, sounding defensive.

“But they didn’t do, like, demonstrations or training or anything?” she said. “Jeez, back in my hometown, when a boy turned eighteen, they sent him off to booty camp for a couple weeks to at least give him a chance to brace himself.”

“Not where I’m from!” said Devin.

“Aw, are you mad?” said the blonde, grinning coyly.

“I told you to stop!” said Devin, looking back at her, frowning.

The blonde’s smile turned sympathetic. “Oh, honey,” she said. “That’s the first thing you’re going to have to learn out here. ‘Stop’ isn’t in most women’s vocabulary. Not for a free guy like you.”

“I have a mistress already!” he said, huffing.

“I can see in your head you haven’t seen her in years,” she said. “Until you’ve actually met up with her and made it official, you’re a sitting duck,” she said. She reached over and pat his shoulder. “Come on, don’t be mad. I’m just giving you a taste of what you’ll need to watch out for.”

“We can sit with you until our stop to keep other girls from trying anything,” said the brunette.

Devin glanced at her, frowned, but realized he was in no position to argue. “Okay,” he said. “Thanks.”

The brunette nodded. The blonde went back to reclining on her seat, legs outstretched again. She winked at Devin, and this time, he couldn’t keep himself from looking. His cock twitched and she giggled, before he forced himself to try and ignore the view by reading his comics again. He almost managed it. Almost.

TWO

Several hours later, Devin found himself standing on a platform at a much larger and busier train station than the one back home. Given Littleton’s train station was just a wooden platform with a ticket booth, this was not a difficult achievement. The station here, between the city limits and the suburbs of Belle Ray, was a whole building the size of a large house, with a few dozen people milling about, waiting for their rides.

The two girls had left his compartment an hour ago, wishing him luck. As she left, the blonde had sent a few seconds worth of something wet, warm, and tight, lovingly squeezing his cock. He couldn’t quite tell if it was a mouth or pussy before the sensation faded. Just that alone had left him stubbornly hard long after they left, but she’d been nice enough to spare him the frustration of another edging, at least.

The rest of the trip had been uneventful, but he had once again been to nervous to really relax, which was even worse in his mind after the blonde’s teasing. As he glanced around, he saw at least two dozen women in the building, all pretty and sexy. The blonde’s words played in his head. Every single one of these women, even those who looked barely eighteen, could have him right here and now if they wanted. Any of them could, with a thought, pin him to the ground, strip him naked, and start making him feel the pleasures of sex without relief, until he was writhing and crying on the floor. Any one of them could do it, but they’d all look at him and laugh at his helplessness, if the two girls were to be believed.

His cock got half-hard just from the visual in his head, and a few women glanced over at him. A couple smirked, one winked, and one made an air kiss in his direction. For a moment, he felt warm, soft lips kiss his testicles, right in the sensitive, ticklish nook between his sack and his inner thigh, and he jumped. There were a few chuckles. Devin realized his paranoid sexual thoughts were just going to be a signal to invite more trouble. He blushed crimson, kept his head down, and headed out the door.

The street was a fairly bustling business district. It was mid-day, possibly the lunch rush. Most people were walking, with a few busses and taxis driving, but otherwise, surprisingly few vehicles. He even saw a few women flying through the air, either standing atop a naked or barely-clothed man, or seemingly just hovering by themselves. He’d only seen that trick a bare handful of times back home; back there, it was something women only ever did in emergencies. Here, it just seemed a casual means of transport.

Just as strange, however, was the stark absence of any children. Intellectually, he’d known to expect this, that no one under eighteen was allowed outside the “Family Villages”, or “Kid Towns” as the blond had called them. It was still strange to actually see a place with so many adults, and no children in tow. It made sense, though. If, in the whole rest of the country, women were allowed to freely throw around their sexual spells, then it was too great a risk to allow children outside the Family Villages. It wasn’t ideal, perhaps, but keeping them confined to specific zones was the best way the country had to protect minors from any Magic abuse.

Of course, kids grew up eventually, and when they turned eighteen, it was time for the young adults to move on and forge their own lives in other towns or the big cities. No boy really wanted to end up living in his mother’s basement the rest of his life, knowing she could sense him while he struggled with his still developing hormones. No girl wanted to gain her powers while she was still living with her father and brother. And so, like every other eighteen year old in town, Devin had traveled to another settlement to enter the world of adulthood and unrestrained Sex Magic.

As he looked around, he felt something tap his right shoulder. He jumped and turned, expecting to see someone next to him, but to his surprise, no one was there. He looked the other way, thinking maybe the person had gone to his left to fake him out, but no one was next to him there, either.

However, as his eyes swept back around to his right again, he saw a young woman wave as she approached him. He realized she must have used a bit of Magic to make him feel the shoulder tap. She was of average height, her eyes at level with his shoulder. Wavy black hair hung down to her shoulder blades, and she was dressed in a navy business suit, topped with a red tie and red-rimmed glasses. Devin blinked in surprise a little. She looked a lot more professional than he remembered.

“Hey, Devin!” the woman said as she came up to him with a friendly smile.

“H-hi, Maggie,” he said. She held out her arms and he moved in to hug her. She pressed her body fully against him, and he felt very self-conscious.

“Aw, you can still call me Aunt Maggie, if you like!” she said with a chuckle.

“Ah, nah, that would feel kind of weird now,” said Devin, giving a nervous chuckle of his own.

“Fair enough,” she said. She was not really his aunt, of course. That was just what they’d called her back then, since she’d been friends with his mother since they were kids. Maggie had visited a dozen times after Devin’s family had moved to Littleton, even babysat him for a week while his folks went on vacation a couple of times.

It had been a couple years since her last visit, however, and when his mother had said Maggie was willing to take him in to help him get started out in the world, he hadn’t really known what to expect. He’d always thought she was pretty, and she’d been fun to hang out with, but he’d never imagined she’d end up being his official Mistress when he moved out.

She took another step back and gave him a once-over. She stroked her chin in thought for a bit, and he swore he could actually feel her gaze on him like a light, physical force. His cock swelled under her scrutiny, unbidden, and he was once again uncomfortably stiff in his shorts. He also swore he could actually feel her in his mind, gossamer psychic tendrils probing, like ripples across his brain.

The appraisal took only seconds, but he had to keep himself from squirming and his breathing still got heavy. There was no question now that she was scanning him with her powers. Then the probing stopped and she looked him in the eyes, smiling again. “You’ve grown up quite a bit!”

“Uh… th-thanks?” Devin felt a little dazed.

She chuckled a gain and pat his shoulder. “The girls are gunna be all over you, you know that, right?”

He chuckled along nervously. “Ah, I dunno, I’m not like a stud or anything.”

“Oh, shush, you know you’re a handsome guy! But even if you weren’t, well, a cock is a cock, and girls in this city like cocks.” She winked at him and he jumped as he felt two phantom hands, one fully clasping his balls, the other clasping his shaft.

He swallowed nervously and shifted a bit. Even Maggie, apparently, had no shame in just openly using her powers on him. “Maggie!” he said in a low voice. “Do you really have to do that here?”

She smiled in amusement, but not unkindly. “I can see Martha did not prepare you for city life at all. We’re going to have to have a long talk before we get back to my place.” The phantom hands gave him a gentle, affectionate squeeze, enough to make him shiver a bit, before letting him go. She stepped over and slipped a hand in the nook of his elbow, guiding him forward. “Are you hungry? How about we get some lunch first, and I’ll explain what you’ll be doing for me.”

“S-sure,” he said, still a little dazed.

THREE

They stopped at a pasta restaurant, where the menu was rife with innuendos about “noodles” and “meatballs.” Maggie chuckled as Devin blushed his way through ordering. The waitress grinned at him and complimented him on his cuteness. Her compliment came with a brief tickling sensation on his testicles, and his cock surged to full hardness. He had to fight the urge to clutch himself.

“Jeez, I don’t know if I can get used to this,” he said, squirming. “I mean, they told me what it was going to be like, but, jeez. Are women really just going to constantly grope and tease me?”

“Pretty much,” said Maggie. “Don’t worry, the girls in Belle Ray really aren’t that bad. They can get a little flirty and handsy sometimes, but it’s much worse in the smaller towns around us.”

“I thought having a Mistress meant other women didn’t mess with you?” said Devin.

Maggie gave him a patient look. “Having a Mistress means other women won’t just snatch you up and use you as a fuck toy. But even protected men are going to get teased randomly now and then. My status as your Mistress is pretty tenuous right now anyway; I haven’t had the chance to put my mystic mark on you, for lack of a better term, much less something like a Shield Spell.”

“Oh,” he said. “Um, so, what does that involve?”

“Sex,” she said simply.

Devin gulped nervously. “Y-you mean, uh, us?”

She smiled coyly. “Am I not your type?”

“That’s not— I mean, you are, but—” he took a breath. He jerked again as he felt something warm and wet once again envelope his still-hard cock. He could feel a gentle suction, and a muscle working against his shaft as the sensation slowly bobbed up and down on his cock head. A Phantom Blowjob!

“It doesn’t have to be physical sex,” said Maggie, giving him a coy smile. “Although, one might make assumptions about a boy who’s never been inside his Mistress.”

Devin gripped the table as the mouth worked him over. “M-Maggie… stop…”

She chuckled. “Just relax. Enjoy it. I don’t usually give guys a BJ on the first date!”

Devin breathed heavily as the Phantom Mouth stimulated him. It felt just like a real woman was licking and sucking him, taking her time to slowly draw him in until he felt his cockhead press against the back of her throat. He felt her make a few swallowing motions to squeeze his cock head, a move that made his cock clench hard, before the mouth drew upwards. The lips caught on the underside of the ridge of his cockhead and paused there long enough for the tongue to complete a few swirls around the head, making him squirm, before the mouth lowered again.

By the time the pasta arrived, Devin was fighting not to moan, as his cock jerked in his shorts. The waitress giggled upon seeing him. “Making some extra sauce, ma’am?” she said.

“Oh, you know it!” laughed Maggie. “But I think I’ll be saving it for later.” She winked at him, just as she made the Phantom Mouth suck hard on him, and set the tongue to vigorously rub against his sweet spot. Devin let out a cry and bucked in his seat. His cock clenched hard, but once again, he felt his climax cut off by a cruel Orgasm Block!

Maggie held him that way, right there with the cute young waitress watching, and several other women in the seats next to them turning to look. For several seconds, he was a perfect display of male frustration!

Then, she broke the spell, and Devin collapsed in his seat, his teased cock twitching, his breath heavy. There was some light clapping from a few women around them. If he wasn’t already flushed from exertion, he would be blushing with embarrassment. The waitress giggled, biting her lower lip in excitement. “He’s a Fresh Boy, isn’t he? Fuck, it’s so hot seeing them hit their Blocks!”

Devin gave her a helpless look. She put a hand on his shoulder and leaned down to whisper in his ear. “I’ll be thinking about you when I touch myself tonight,” she said. Devin nearly edged again right then, and she pulled away with another giggle. “Anyway, enjoy your meal!”

Maggie smiled as she left. “Aw, she thinks you’re cute!” Her eyes roamed over the younger woman’s figure. “She’s not so bad herself, don’t you think?”

“Fuck… Maggie… please don’t… do that again!” he pleaded.

Maggie chuckled. “Okay, okay. I’ll give you a break for now.”

“Did you… have to do that… in public?” he said, still blushing as he sat up in his seat and leaned over his plate of spaghetti.

“No, but sometimes it’s more fun that way,” she said. “Besides, you seemed to want some protection as soon as possible, and that little bit of fun let me put a small marker on you. We’ll need to do more to affix something more permanent, but it ought to last a couple days as is.”

Devin’s eyes widened. He’d thought for a moment that she was just doing that to be a tease, but she was looking out for him after all? He tried to compose himself more and said, “Thanks.”

She smiled before taking a bite of her ravioli. “Don’t mention it.”

They took their time with the meal, sticking around for desert, and catching up. They chatted at first about life back at Littleton, Devin updating Maggie on how his parents were doing, some of the town gossip, what his sister’s plans were for when it was her turn to move.

Maggie in turn told him about her job as a librarian at Belle Ray University, and how she had recently inherited some property from her grandmother, a large three-story house she had converted into a boarding home, renting rooms for several students at the school. Devin’s job would be to help maintain and run the house, mostly cleaning and small home repairs, and helping some of the tenants with other things they might need.

“That doesn’t sound too bad,” said Devin cautiously. “But, well, if you’re renting out, um, I assume there will be other girls there?”

“Yes,” said Maggie. “In fact, it’s only other girls there.”

Devin blinked, his hand frozen in mid-scoop of his ice-cream-topped brownie. He had calmed down enough throughout the meal and the conversation that for a moment, he had almost forgotten about the situation he was in.

“Only… girls?” he said.

“Well, there’s only four.” Then she winked. “So far”

Devin swallowed hard, suddenly losing his appetite for the dessert. His cock twitched. It had gone half-soft since Maggie’s blowjob spell, but now it couldn’t seem to decide whether to shrivel all the way or go back to full mast.

“Are… are they nice?” he said nervously.

“Well…” said Maggie, looking to the side coyly.

“Maggie! Just what did you rope me into?”

She laughed. “Relax, Devin! You’ll be fine. As long as you do your job and help them out, they probably won’t drive you too crazy.”

“But… but… Wait, you’re my Mistress now, right? They won’t do anything to me if you don’t let them, right?”

Maggie chuckled. “I’m your Mistress in agreement to you taking this job. And the job means assisting my tenants. Which, yes, means they might get a little handsy with you, in case they need some of your energy.”

 “Oh, god. Am I… uh…” He lowered his voice. “Am I ever going to get to cum?”

Maggie laughed again. “Oh, kiddo, if that’s your biggest concern, you really are a Fresh Boy!”

FOUR

Devin was extremely nervous as they neared the house. It wasn’t quite as big as he’d been imagining, but it was indeed a wide, three-story home, with a wrap-around deck and a nice yard with a small garden. There was even a small tower extension, and a wide, second-floor balcony where several chairs and a table were set up.

“Wow,” he murmured. “Nice place!”

“Thanks! You can see how it’s a bit of a pain in the ass to keep up with when I’m working full-time, though.”

“Yeah,” he said. “Um, I guess it’s a lot to clean, huh?”

“Not as bad as you’d think,” she said. “Couple days a week if you pace yourself. And, well, if the girls don’t have other uses for you.” She winked at him.

“I mean, they’ll be at college, though, right? Like they’ll be busy?”

Maggie chuckled again. “Sure but not all the time. Even with part-time jobs, at least one of them is going to be around any given time.”

“Great,” Devin muttered.

“Oh, stop being paranoid,” she said. “They’ve not going to kill you. At worst, they’ll just cocktease you senseless!”

Devin jumped as a shadow suddenly fell over him for a moment. He looked up and his eyes widened to see a rather stunning young woman with long red hair float down from the sky. She wore a blue half-sleeve shirt and a long tan skirt which flared out a bit as she landed. She turned and gave the two a smile and small wave.

“Hey, Maggie!” she gave Devin a glance. “Is this our new House Boy?”

“Ah, speaking of,” Maggie motioned. “This is my niece, Casey.”

The redhead came up to them, holding out a hand. “Hey. So, you’re Devin, huh?”

“H-hi,” said Devin. He hesitantly reached out, as if he thought touching her was going to shock him. She reached further to close the gap and gave him a hearty handshake.

She gave him a once over, her smile turning bemused. “You’re a bit shorter than I expected.” He was actually an inch taller than her, but the difference was subtle enough that he was basically eye to eye. He wasn’t quite used to such a tall girl. He found himself easily looking into her brilliant blue eyes and for a moment, he was lost in them.

Her smile became a chuckle. “I guess he’s cute enough,” she said, then turned and headed back into the house. “Don’t think that means we’re gunna take it easy on you!”

Devin shook his head, composing himself.

“Don’t worry, she’s not so bad,” said Maggie.

“I didn’t even know you had a niece,” said Devin.

“My sister and I don’t talk much,” she said. “I didn’t really get to know Casey until recently.” She gave him a hug around the shoulder. “Besides, you’re still my favorite nephew!”

Devin blushed and squirmed a bit in her grasp. “Come on then,” she said, letting go and opening the trunk of the car. “Let’s get you settled in.”

Maggie guided him to a cozy bedroom in the finished basement, which opened out to a decent sized living room, and had a full bathroom he could use. “The girls live on the second floor,” Maggie explained. “My room is on the third. I figured you might want your own floor, as it were. Feel free to think of the whole basement as yours. Just, you know, don’t be surprised if the girls want to borrow it from time to time.”

“Uh, yeah, no, this is great,” said Devin, setting down his suitcases as he looked around. This was better accommodations than he’d been expecting from a “boarding house,” honestly. “But, um, you’ll all be able to sense me down here, right?”

Maggie chuckled. “Devin, we could sense you from across the city.” She put her hands on her hips and gave him a smirk. “Trust me, your Mom and your neighbors could all sense you, even if they never said anything. You got to have the illusion of privacy in Littleton. We don’t pretend out here in the adult world.”

“Sorry,” he muttered. “This is just going to take some getting used to.”

“Sure. Well, go ahead and get settled. The other girls are out now, but should be back soon. Once everyone’s here, I’ll call a house meeting.”

“Sounds good.”

With that, Maggie left him to unpack. Devin took a moment to sit down on his new bed, and take a long breath. It was gunna be okay, he reckoned. So the girls might tease him once in a while. No problem. He could handle it. Imagine if it was an actual college dorm? Then there’d be hundreds of girls to worry about!

Of course, just one girl could be more than he could handle if she wanted to use him. There was no way for a boy to stop Sex Magic on his own. And he couldn’t decide if that fact was scary or arousing.

“I’d go with arousing,” said a female voice.

FIVE

Devin leaped off the bed with a shout, stumbling to his feet. He looked over to see Casey leaning against the doorframe, her bemused smile on her face. “Jeez, you’re a jumpy one!” Without waiting to be invited, she came right into his room and settled herself cross-legged on his bed.

“Yeah, well, I’m not used to this yet,” he said, embarrassed at how easily she startled him. “I just hope you’ll all take it easy on me.”

Casey rolled her eyes. “I guess that depends.”

“On what?”

“How fun it is play with you!” She chuckled. “So, come on, let’s see what we’re dealing with.”

Devin’s brow furrowed. “What do you mean?”

“Clothes off.”

Devin blushed hotly. “Can’t you see me with your powers already?”

“Yeah, but it’s not as fun as seeing you actually naked!” She waved her hand at him. “Come on, strip.”

Devin set his jaw. “No,” he said, trying to sound firm.

Casey shrugged. “Suit yourself.” The she pointed at him, and his clothes disappeared right off his body, reappearing in a pile next to him.

“Hey!” Devin stumbled as he dropped a half-inch to the floor without his shoes on. He gawked at his clothes. “Wha—how the hell did you do that?” He looked up at her, then saw where she was looking, and he quickly covered his cock with his hands.

“Really?” said Casey, with a smirk. She pointed at him and his hands were pulled away from himself, revealing his cock. He was mostly flaccid, but as he felt her power seize him, as he looked into her pretty blue eyes, he felt himself start to get hard.

She smiled. “Come on, don’t be shy. Show me what you got.”

Devin helplessly grew fully erect, right in front of her. He moved to cover himself again, but she frowned. Knowing she’d just pull his hands away again, he let himself be fully exposed to her, dropping his arms to the side.

Casey looked him up and down, stroking her chin. He could practically feel her gaze, and he couldn’t help but feel a slight tingling of anticipation along his cock as her eyes lingered over him. He was fit and lean, but not exactly muscular. Brown hair cut short, with a decently handsome face. He was a good seven inches, just thick enough that a small handed girl couldn’t quite touch her thumb and forefinger together around him. All in all, he was on the better looking side of average. He still felt rather inadequate with this powerful girl appraising him.

She finally stopped ogling him and smiled. “Not bad. Not exactly underwear model material, but what guys even need underwear these days, am I right?”

“Uh… th-thanks?” he said, not sure how much of a compliment that was. His cock still twitched merrily in front of him. “You’re, um, very pretty.”

“Aw, thank you,” she said, giving him a smile that made his heart skip a beat.

“Can I get dressed now?” he said.

“Nah. I think your little friend likes the fresh air.”

Devin’s blush returned, but he knew there was no arguing. “So, uh, how the heck did you do that with my clothes? Are you an, um, what’s it called, an Archamge?” God, just how screwed was he if even one of the girls here was that powerful?

Casey chuckled. “No, nothing like that. It’s just a really specialized trick. Even normal Sex Mages, with enough practice, can do some limited things beyond the average. I figured out the Instant Strip spell.”

“Um, well, I’m impressed.”

Casey looked at his cock and grinned. “Yes, you certainly seem to be!”

“Can I please get dressed now?”

“Oh, don’t be a spoil-sport!” she said.

Devin decided to try his luck. “Can I see you naked, then?”

Casey laughed. “Oooh, how bold! Tell you what. Do one thing for me, and maybe I’ll let you see a nipple. Sound fair?”

“Uh, depends on what it is?”

“Jerk off for me.”

Devin blinked in surprise. “What? Really?”

“Sure. Look, no one else is here right now except my Aunt. The others will be here soon, and I’m pretty sure once we lay down some House Rules, touching yourself is going to be one of the first things to go. So you better do it now, because this may be your last chance in forever!”

Devin swallowed hard. His cock throbbed at the prospect. He almost wanted to ask why she didn’t touch him herself, but he didn’t want to test his luck.

“Please don’t put an Orgasm Block on me,” he said. The room had a small desk and chair, and he slid the chair over so he could sit in it.

“Don’t need to,” she said. “You already have one.”

“Can you remove it?”

“Start stroking, and we’ll see.”

Nervously, Devin gripped himself and began to stroke, slow and steady at first. Casey nodded approvingly, then pulled out her phone. She tapped the screen a couple times and held it up to him.

Devin paused. “What are you doing?”

“Making a video,” she said. “So don’t stop.”

He let go of himself. “I don’t want this recorded!”

She paused and smirked at him. He felt a sudden Phantom Hand grip his balls and give them a gentle squeeze. “Then I guess you don’t want to cum.”

Devin nervously looked to the side. His cock throbbed as the Phantom Hand gently caressed him.

“Come on,” said Casey. “I’m not going to show your face. Promise. I just want to frustrate a guy I know.”

Devin looked back up at her, brow furrowed. So she was doing this just to fuck with some other guy?

Casey shrugged as she read his thoughts. “Also, guys masturbating is really hot,” she added, giving him a coy smile.

His heart skipped a beat again seeing her smile. She was probably playing him, but he didn’t care. He went back to stroking himself.

“Woah, woah, not so fast! Let’s savor this a minute.”

Devin nodded and stroked at a more moderate pace. The Phantom Hand continued to grip him, caressing his balls gently, but she let his own hand work his cock. Even trying to pace himself, the day’s earlier edgings had him more sensitive than usual, and Casey’s gorgeous smile and eager eyes watching the show excited him, even despite his shyness of the phone camera. Plus, her Phantom Hand sent tingles on his balls. Within a couple of minutes, he was already working himself to the edge.

“Goodness, so fast,” she teased, grinning.

“Come on,” said Devin, blushing. “Don’t be mean.”

“Aw, not even a little mean?” she said.

“Please?” he said.

”Fine. You’re lucky you’re cute. Come on, jerk yourself to a big, fat cummie!”

Devin blanched at her goofy phrasing, but this didn’t hinder his cock at all. His hand worked faster, his grip firmer, and he grunted. His balls pulled tight, and the Phantom Hand squeezed him lovingly, right as he started to cum!

And then, he felt something seize him deep inside. A terrible force clamped his climax shut. His semen had begun to surge up his cock, but instead, it reversed, and flowed back into him. Devin cried out at the sudden, disturbing cancellation of his orgasm. And then, an invisible force yanked his hand away from his dick.

“Casey!” he gasped. “What the hell?”

The redhead grinned, shoulders shaking as she tried restrain her laughter, and put away her phone. “Wasn’t me!”

“IS THERE A BOY JERKING OFF DOWN THERE?!” came an enraged sounding shriek from upstairs.

Casey burst out laughing. “Whoops!” she said. “Busted!”

SIX

“I can’t believe you! He’s here five minutes, and you’re letting him pound his own meat like a savage!”

Devin, still naked and rock hard, was now sitting in the first floor living room, nervously perched on the edge of a padded chair. A tall, long-haired blond with huge tits bouncing in a tied off white tee-shirt, and wide hips tightly encased in pink short-shorts, was fuming as she paced back and forth across the room.

Casey was snickering as she sat on another padded chair, giving Devin amused glances. The blond stopped mid-stride, glanced at Devin and shuddered in disgust, then looked at Casey. “This isn’t funny!”

Casey cracked up. “Of course it is! Sheesh, Brandy, he just touched his dick, it’s not like he jammed it in your eye-socket!”

“HE MAY AS WELL HAVE!”

Devin swallowed hard and dared to speak. “Um, Brandy, was it? Look, I’m really so—Mmph!” Devin jerked back as Brandy pointed a finger at him, and his jaw snapped shut.

“You will speak only when spoken to, House Boy!” said Brandy, still glaring at Casey.

“Brandy, calm down,” said Maggie. She stood, arms crossed, trying to look sternly at the girls. “It really isn’t that big a deal. I know you find boys pleasuring themselves distasteful, but—”

“It’s not just distasteful, it should be illegal!” she practically shrieked. “Goddess! You Midlanders are all sick!”

Casey laughed again. “God, you are just so fucking easy to piss off. You’re lucky Sex Magic heals you, or you’d give yourself a stroke!”

Brandy grit her teeth and clenched her fists. She looked ready to sock Casey in the jaw.

“Okay, girls,” cut in Maggie. “Brandy, calm down. Casey, stop antagonizing her.”

For a few perilous moments, Brandy looked about to blow her gasket. But then, she stood tall, took a long breath, unclenched her fists, and composed herself. “Alright. Alright. Fine. I am not letting you get to me this time.”

Maggie nodded approvingly. “Now, Casey?”

“I mean, I’m not sorry,” she said. Both women glared at her. Casey threw her hands up. “Okay, okay! Jeez. I was out of line. I shouldn’t have pulled that prank.”

Brandy scowled, but shook her head. “Best I’ll get from a hick, I suppose.”

“Do remember that’s my niece you’re insulting,” said Maggie. “Which means another ‘hick’ is the one giving you an affordable roof over your head.”

Brandy frowned, composed herself further and nodded, almost a little bow. “Yes, of course. My apologies.”

It was about this time Devin noticed her accent. He’d never quite heard anything like it. Combined with the way she carried herself, as she stood tall and somewhat serene now that she had calmed down, it made him think that despite her rather skimpy attire, there was something a bit more high class about her.

“Well, anyway,” said Maggie. She flicked a finger at Devin and his mouth was freed. Brandy narrowed her eyes at this, but didn’t object. “Let me formally introduce Devin. He’s my best friend’s son, and he’s the one I told you about. He’ll be living here and helping out around the house.”

Brandy gave him a once over, settling her eyes on his cock for a moment. In that instant, Devin felt his cock become uncomfortably stiffer, but then her eyes moved on and he let out a breath.

“Yes,” she said, crossing her arms and continuing to look at him almost disdainfully. “Well, we’ll see if you are up to the task. But rest assured, you will not be indulging in such vulgar activities from here on out.”

“Told you it was your last chance,” teased Casey, giving him a wink. Devin just gave her a helpless look.

“Devin, this is Brandy. She’s one of our two foreign exchange students.”

“H-hello, Brandy,” said Devin. He didn’t offer a hand, given she still had her arms crossed.

“That’s Miss Brandy, to you,” she said. “Or ma’am, if you must.”

“Yes, ma’am,” he said. “I apologize if my actions were offensive.”

Casey grinned. “Well someone’s a born ass-kisser. Maybe this will work out after all!”

“Shush,” chided Maggie, but she couldn’t help but smirk.

“Hmph,” said Brandy, looking down her nose at him. For some reason, that just made his cock throb even more. “I shall forgive your indiscretion this once, given who put you up to it.”

“So, where are you from, if I may ask?”

She glowered at him. “I am from Athenia, Victoria. And in my country, men don’t presume to ask useless questions of their women.”

Devin’s eyes widened. Victoria? The Queendom to the north? He’d heard a little about it back home, but all he knew was that it was a country where men were kept in cocktease torment 24/7. A place where women used men as little more than fuck toys and utilities. At best, a favored man might get to be some rich woman’s novelty pet.

Brandy nodded at the thoughts in his mind. “A simple, but accurate assessment. Relations between men and women are as they should be there.”

“Don’t worry,” said Casey, giving Devin a wink. “You’ll get used to her.”

Brandy riveted her death glare at her, but the redhead just laughed. The Victorian shook her head dismissively, and turned back to Devin. He felt the tension in his cock increase as she glowered down at him. “Now, then. If you are to live with us, I expect you to follow a certain etiquette around this house. Firstly—”

Maggie held up a hand. “Firstly, Brandy, we wait until everyone else gets here. I am hoping for a reasonable compromise between the four of you.”

Devin looked to Maggie. “Aren’t you going to set the rules? I mean, this is your place.”

Maggie shrugged. “Yes, but I’m probably not going to be around as much as the girls, and, well, you’ll be helping them out directly a lot more than you will me. I think it would be better if we all came to a joint agreement.”

Brandy huffed, then turned and went towards the stairs. “Fine. Call me when we’re ready.” She still couldn’t quite keep herself from stomping on her way up. Devin’s cock throbbed to the beat of her footsteps, and he let out a shaking breath when her heard her door slam.

“Well, one crisis averted,” said Maggie.

“Are they all going to be like that?” said Devin, keeping his voice low.

Maggie chuckled. “Oh, no, not at all. Trust me, you’ll like the other two.”

“Okay, cool,” said Devin, although he highly doubted it. He then glanced down at himself and blushed again. “Can, I, um, get dressed now?”

Maggie and Casey shared a glance. With a wry smile, Maggie said, “What do you think?”

Casey smirked. “Nope!”

The two girls laughed as Devin blushed hotly.

SEVEN

Devin had time to finish unpacking before the last two tenants arrived. By this point, his cock had finally cooled off enough to go soft, but he knew this was only going to be a temporary reprieve. He really hoped Maggie wasn’t lying about them being nicer.

Finally, he heard the front door open, and several footsteps. Then he felt a Phantom Hand grasp his cock and tug him towards the stairs. Devin sighed. He really was just going to get groped constantly, wasn’t he?

As if to confirm this, he felt the Phantom Hand stroke his cock a few times, coaxing him to full hardness. He blushed, not wanting his first impression for every girl to be him stark naked with a raging boner. But he supposed it didn’t matter. They were going to see his shame regardless, so maybe it was best to get it over with.

Devin came upstairs and saw Casey on one of the padded chairs, while Brandy splayed out on a couch. They were watching TV, while Maggie was just coming down the stairs. Two new girls were in the room. A short girl with black hair in a pixie-cut, a white long skirt, and a green blouse was standing, watching the television with a bored expression. However, standing next to her was a much more exotic girl.

She was a few inches shorter than the other girl, and had golden hair done up in long, fluffy twin pony tails. She wore a full-length orange dress with blue trim, with a low cut front and back held together by a star-shaped blue ribbon pattern. A red rope-belt tied around the waist kept the dress close to her curves. The outfit reminded him more of a fantasy-themed robe. But what was more interesting was the fuzzy golden monkey tail poking out from a strategically slit in the dress, just above her buttocks.

As he came up the stairs, the two girls turned to him. The green-shirted girl gave him a bored glance, then looked back at the TV.

The girl with the monkey-tail, though, beamed brightly. “Hi!” She leaped right over to him. She gave him a tight hug, making him stumble back a bit, even though her head barely reached his shoulder. She gave him a hug, completely ignoring the fact that his hard cock was pressed between them.

Then she pulled back and looked down coyly. “Oh, my! What’s all this then?”

Devin pulled away and blushed hotly, turning a bit as if that would somehow cover him.

“Aw, come on, mate, I’m just messing with ya!” She reached out and took his hand, giving it an enthusiastic shake. “The name’s Stell! I’m really happy to meet you!”

Devin’s blush maintained, though now more from just seeing the sweet smile on her face up close. Casey snickered. “Don’t fall in love just yet, she’s happy to meet everybody!”

“Oh, shush,” said Stell, waving her off. “Anyway, you’re Devin, right?”

“Y-yeah,” he said. He noticed she too had an accent, different from Brandy’s, but not dissimilar. Between that and the tail, it was easy to guess who the other exchange student was. “So, uh, let me guess, Fantasia Queendom?”

Stell grinned and pat him on the side again. “Ha! Guess you’re not a total newb to the world!” She waved her tail. “Yeah, if it wasn’t obvious, I’m from the New Bestia Province. I live near Katma.”

“Cool,” said Devin. “I, uh, knew a girl whose sister moved there. She came back to visit as a catgirl. It was, uh, interesting.”

Stell chuckled. “I know, it’s a bit weird. But hey, don’t knock it.” She wriggled the end of her tail at him and winked. “Tailjobs can be really fun!”

Devin found himself imaging his dick wrapped in her fuzzy tail. The thought was a little strange, but his cock twitched anyway.

Stell gave him a little push on his lower back to guide him forward towards the other girl. “Alright, I’ll stop hogging you to myself. This is Mars.”

Mars glanced up at him, her expression still rather flat. Devin wasn’t sure what to make of her. He extended his hand, and said, “Hey, there.”

Mars glanced at his hand, then took it in a loose grip and gave it a single shake. “Hey. Welcome.” She then turned her attention back to the TV. After all the fuss made over him so far, her apparent complete lack of interest was actually more surprising.

“Okay!” said Maggie, clapping her hands. “Now that we’re all here, let’s discuss.”

Everyone took seats, Brandy making room for Mars, while Stell just sat on the floor, and Maggie and Devin sat in padded seats. Maggie clicked off the TV. “So, girls, as I said, Devin will be living with us as an assistant. He’ll be cleaning up around here, and helping with some basic maintenance. Otherwise, you can consider him our live-in L.E.G. Within reason.”

“L.E.G.?” said Devin. “Leg?”

The girls looked at him quizzically. Maggie smiled with bemusement. “Littleton was always a little behind the times. Lust Energy Generator.”

Devin could guess what that meant, but he asked anyway. “What does that entail?”

“It means we tease the shit out of your cock so you’re always venting Lust Energy,” said Casey. “You know how a guy’s energy charges our spells? It also keeps our bodies refreshed and healthy, makes us stronger, keeps us more focused, lets us not have to sleep as much. Not to mention it feels pretty great. And the more blue balled a guy is, the more energy he vents, the better it feels.”

“For us, yeah,” said Stell. “But of course, we’re not going to blue ball you constantly.”

“Yes, we are,” said Brandy, crossing her arms and giving her a stern look.

“I mean, I’m not against it,” said Casey, shooting Devin a sly look.

Stell huffed. “I knew this was going to be a pain. Look, we can’t just torture the poor guy. He’ll need relief, especially with five of us living here!” She turned to Maggie. “Don’t you agree?”

Maggie seemed amused by Devin’s look of panic, but she composed herself. “Of course, I’d rather you girls not just brutalizing my best friend’s son.” Devin started to relax a bit. “However…” He immediately looked panicked again.

“You are here to serve the girls, Devin. That includes providing energy for them, and entertainment if they want. You’re going to find that men in the adult world are under strict control when it comes to sex. That’s just how it is. While every town is a bit different, and of course the different Queendoms each have their own broad customs, trying to coddle you here isn’t going to do you any favors.”

“I understand, but,” said Devin. “I mean, do I get any say in this?”

“No!” said Brandy and Casey together.

“It’s ultimately up to you girls, but I do think Devin should get relief at least once a week.”

Stell frowned. “Oh, come on, one pop a week is hardly fair!”

“Yeah!” said Devin.

“Zip it!” said Brandy, flicking a finger at him and causing his mouth to clamp shut. “Women are talking.”

Devin let out a groan of protest, but even Maggie looked amused. Casey then wriggled her fingers at him, and he jumped as he felt psychic feathers start to caress his cock.

“Hey, come on,” said Stell. “That’s just mean.”

“It’s also hilarious. He’s getting so turned on just being in this situation, no matter how much he thinks he doesn’t like it!”

Brandy nodded approvingly. “Men always deny what they really want.” She flicked another finger at him, and Devin felt a warm, wet pressure envelope him, sliding lovingly and down his cock, sucking him as it went. His eyes widened at the strange combination of sensations. He squirmed in his seat and instinctively tried to grip himself.

“Hey, none of that now!” said Brandy, glaring at him.

He felt a strange tingling in his arms, and as he tried to grasp his cock, they suddenly stopped. He knew this spell of course, but he’d never had it actually cast on him before. They’d taken away his ability to masturbate! Despite figuring it would happen, the feeling was unreal. He could still move his arms generally, but any attempt to touch his cock caused them to immediately stop, refusing to obey.

“Alright, that’s enough,” said Stell. She made a cutting motion with her hand towards him, and the sensations ceased just before they could really start getting to him. He gave her a grateful look, but jumped as Brandy resumed the sensations.

“Knock it off!” said Stell, cutting the sensations again, only for Casey to restart them.

“Oh, just let them do it,” said Mars, sounding bored. “He’s going to have to get used to it anyway.”

Stell, knowing she couldn’t keep cutting off both girls, just sighed and gave Devin a sympathetic smile. “Sorry, mate.”

Devin gripped the armrests of his chair as his cock flexed and twitched under the teasing feathers and mouth. Brandy smiled smugly, while Casey just grinned.

“Now then,” said the Victorian girl. “The rules.”

Yes, said Maggie, who couldn’t quite hide her amusement. “Each of you gets to come up with one rule Devin must follow. Please try to keep them reasonable.” She looked to Brandy in particular as she said that.

Brandy made a little “hmph”, and glanced Devin up and down. He winced as her gaze settled on his cock, and the teasing sensations increased their speed and pressure a bit. He could feel an orgasm already welling up.

She held up a hand and ticked off the rules on her fingers as she went. “You will be naked on these premises at all times. You are not allowed to masturbate in any way. You must be on you hands and knees at all times, except when performing your chores. You will not be allowed to cum. Ever.”

“That’s four things, you nutcase,” said Stell, glowering at her.

Brandy nodded curtly. “And if you all agree to them, then that is our four rules taken care of.”

“I don’t agree with any of them!” Stell glowered at her.

Casey chuckled at Devin’s panicked expression. “To be honest, as much as I like fucking with guys, we should let him cum sometimes.”

“That’s because you’re a hi—” Brandy stopped herself and glanced up at Maggie, who raised an eyebrow at her. She cleared her throat. “You don’t take your responsibility seriously.”

“Responsibility,” said Stell, rolling her eyes. “You mean your sick sadism.”

“It’s not sadism, it’s civilized behavior!” Brandy shuddered. “Honestly, a man touching himself. It’s just revolting!”

Stell smirked. “You’ve never had a guy masturbate for you? It’s pretty fun!”

Brandy glowered at her. “In my country, men touching themselves is a crime. No man should be able to facilitate his own pleasure. Only women are allowed to use his organ.”

Stell glowered back. “You Victorians are such psycho-dommes. It’s his own penis, it’s a part of his body. Why shouldn’t he touch it?”

“Sex Magic means men’s bodies are ours to use, not theirs! A man masturbating means he’s selfishly depriving a woman the use of his tool. His need should never overcome his devotion to his mistress.”

“You’re not his mistress.”

Brandy scoffed. “A man is automatically under the authority of any woman whose home he lives in. If he’s living here, that means he’s ours, which means he’s mine, which means if he touches himself, he’s disrespecting me and committing a criminal act.”

Stell threw her hands up and shook her head. “This fucking ho. This isn’t your country, you faux-class bimbo!”

Brandy’s hands balled into fists. Devin whimpered as the sensations on his cock intensified again, and his cock stiffened to maximum tension! “Well it isn’t your country either, you fur freak! So your insane, barbaric ideas about letting men run wild and free don’t apply here either!”

Casey chuckled. “Here we go again!”

“Shut it!” said Brandy. “You’re not as bad as the monkey, but I’m tired on your insolence!”

“Insolence,” said Stell, with a defiant grin. “Just where do you think you are right now?”

As the girl’s tempers flared, Devin let out a mewling groan as his cock jerked, and his hips bucked. His cock was unbearably hard, and the twin spells of the feathers and mouth were too much! He tried to cum, but his release was cruelly cut short by the tightly wound orgasm block.

Stell, still glaring at Brandy, snapped her fingers, and Devin yelped as suddenly, he felt the orgasm block break! Cum immediately shot from his dick, one long rope of semen launching into the air. Just as quickly, however, Brandy snapped her fingers and cut of his orgasm mid-spurt! Devin’s eyes went wide and he cried out through his sealed lips as he felt the rest of his semen forced back down into his body!

Stell, meanwhile quickly used her power to telekinetically snag the one spurt of semen that escaped and fling it at Brandy’s tits. The Victorian had not been at all prepared for that, and she jerked back, a look of shock on her face as the hot white goo splattered all over her cleavage.

Everyone looked stunned for a second, only Devin still squirming in his torment.

Then Casey exploded into laughter, clutching her stomach and gasping. “She fuckin’ got you, dude!”

Then Brandy leaped up, face red as a tomato, and jumped to her feet. “I’ll rip your fucking tail off!” she shrieked.

“Come at me, bro!” said Stell, also leaping to her feat, glaring at her. It was almost comical, seeing the adorable, petite girl facing the statuesque curvy blond looming over her, but both were deadly serious.

“Girls! Enough!” yelled Maggie, sobering up once she realized an actual fight was about to break out. She waved her hand at Devin, cutting off the sensations on his cock, and letting the poor guy relax. Casey moved to restart the sensations, but a glare from Maggie made her think better of it.

“You dare insult me this way?” said Brandy. At her command, the semen pulled off her chest and compressed into a large droplet, which she shot right at Stell’s face.

Stell caught the semen pellet with her own power an inch before it would have hit her between the eyes. Then, she opened her mouth and let the cum drop fall onto her tongue. She made a show of savoring the taste and swallowing.

“Mmm, creamy!” she said, grinning wickedly at her opponent. “See, princess? It isn’t going to kill you.”

Brandy’s face went even redder and she reared back her fist. Stell raised hers in response in a boxing stance. But then, suddenly, Mars was between them, and with solid swipe of her arms, she sent both foreign girls crashing back into their seats.

“Can we please move this along? I have stuff to do.” Her expression was still mostly calm, only a hint of annoyance on her features, and her voice was only just above a flat tone. Still, as Devin managed to calm himself down from his edging, he got a sense from everyone’s stunned expressions that this was a considerable outburst from the otherwise deadpan girl.

Everyone took a breath. Stell frowned, but looked down at the floor. “Sorry,” she said, though clearly reluctantly.

Brandy let out a long breath. She adjusted herself on the couch to sit up straight, legs and arms crossed, still glaring at Stell. “Do that to me again, and I really will rip it off.”

Stell rolled her eyes, but said nothing. Devin glanced between them, but it seemed the moment had passed. Brandy caught his eye, then made a brief up and down motion with her hand, and he jumped again. His cock was now feeling a phantom hand stroking him, the fingers wrapped fully around the shaft and moving with a steady rhythm. She moved her hand again, and a second phantom hand joined the first, this one gripping his cock between the thumb, forefinger and middle finger, the two digits pressing precisely on his sensitive spots. A third motion from her hand, and he felt a third hand lightly tickling the fingertips over the penis head, down the shaft, then back up and over the head again.

Devin whimpered, but all five women in the room made a small collective sigh. Devin realized they were letting his Lust Energy soothe their nerves, as his frustration sent pure happy feelings right to their brains.

It just wasn’t fair! His aching need gave them a psychic bliss. No wonder women we so free and loose with their powers outside of the Family Towns! He was starting to understand just what sort of situation he was in for.

“Alright, let’s not overdo it,” said Maggie. She waved her hand over him again, and Devin felt two of the phantom hands fade away, leaving only the first, steadily stroking full grip. He supposed it was the best he was going to get. At least the feeling was more manageable, even as he knew it wouldn’t take long for him to edge again.

“Now, Brandy, we have been over this,” said Maggie. “Midland doesn’t work like Victoria. You are going to have to accept some compromises.”

The Victorian scowled. “Hmph. I can abide by your customs in public, but in my own home, I expect to be able to live in the style to which I am accustomed.”

Casey smirked. “It’s a boarding house, princess, your home here officially doesn’t extend past your bedroom door.”

Maggie shook her head. “Now, now, I consider this whole house your home, even if you just rent a room. Still, Brandy, outside your bedroom, you do have to consider the concerns of the other tenants.”

Stell couldn’t resist. “Such as not acting like a—”

“As do you, Stell,” Maggie cut in.

Brandy opened her mouth to retort, but realized she was on the receiving end of the other four’s stares. She huffed, but said, “Yes. Alright.”

Stell frowned, but nodded. “Yeah, okay.”

Maggie smiled. “Good. Now, I would very much appreciate it if we could avoid any further international incidents.”

“Yes, ma’am,” both foreigners said, even as they glowered at each other.

“Alright, great,” said Maggie. “So, back to the rules. You each get one. And Brandy, never cumming isn’t on the table.”

“Cumming whenever he wants isn’t, either,” said Casey. She smirked again at Devin, who was already reaching another edging as Brandy’s phantom hand continued its expert stroking. The teased boy let out a small whimper. He knew he was completely at their mercy, so he didn’t even try to protest, only pray they didn’t tease him further.

The redhead continued. “This isn’t Fantasia, either, so he doesn’t get to just do whatever he wants.”

Stell sighed and rolled her eyes. “We don’t just let guys do whatever, jeez. We just, you know, treat them like human beings instead of pets or slaves or utilities.”

“You also turn yourselves into animals and elves,” Casey said.

Stell frowned at her. “So? What’s that got to do with anything?”

Casey smirked. “I’m just saying, you guys have weird ideas about things.”

Mars let out an exasperated sigh. “Can I leave yet?”

“Not yet, sorry,” said Maggie. “We need to hash this out.”

“Okay, well, if we’re deciding, then I still opt for permanent nudity,” said Brandy. “And no touching himself.”

“Unless he has permission,” cut in Stell.

“Ever,” said Brandy with a glare.

“I’m gunna support Stell on the touching,” said Casey. “Sometimes it’s funny to watch them wank.”

Brandy scoffed. “Disgusting.”

“How about no touching at all if Brandy is home, but with permission if she’s not?” said Maggie.

Both girls looked about to argue, but caught Mars glaring at them. Finally, with a sigh, they nodded.

“Alright, Brandy, no touching, with conditions,” said Maggie. “Is that your rule, or the nudity thing?”

“I’ll put in for permanent nudity, except as clothes are absolutely needed for some reason,” said Casey. “I think we can all agree on that.”

Even Stell seemed okay with it. After all, the girls could all see his naked body with their magic senses no matter how much clothing he wore or how many walls were between them, so it wasn’t like he was protecting his modesty wearing anything.

As the conversation paused, the hand became too much, in conjunction with how the girls were just casually deciding all this without his input. Devin tried to cum again, squirming in his seat as his cock clenched. The girls watched him buck in his seat and whimper. Brandy looked pleased, Casey amused, and even Maggie and Mars looked content. Stell gave him a sympathetic smile, but he could see the pleased look on her face as the energy of his frustration washed over the room. The phantom hand stopped as he edged, letting him calm down from the high. He had just enough time to catch his breath before it started up again!

“Okay,” said Stell. “My rule: he can cum whenever he wants.”

“Absolutely not!” said Brandy and Casey together.

Stell fixed them with a smirk. “Alright, then, how about one orgasm a day?”

“Zero,” said Brandy, glaring.

“Six a week?” said Stell.

“Zero.”

“Five.”

“Zero,” said Brandy.

“Brandy,” said Maggie with an annoyed tone.

Brandy huffed again. “Men who have performed exceptionally well, or whose Mistresses are particularly lax, are permitted one orgasm a month, at most.”

Devin’s eyes went wide and he let out a moan of protest. The phantom hand moved faster on him and he shuddered as another edging reminded him of his place. Once again, the hand paused to let him catch his breath, but resumed before he could fully compose himself.

“That’s way too long,” said Stell, scowling.

Casey tapped her chin in thought. “Yeah, honestly, that’s no fun, either. I mean, there’s all sorts of fun ways to make a guy blow his load and regret it.” She gave Devin a wink, and the helpless boy bucked in another edging.

“Well that’s just mean,” said Stell, frowning.

“Yes, but if we want to really make use of his energy, you can’t let him cum too often,” said Brandy. “We limit our men so severely for a reason. If the monkey lets him pop whenever he wants, he’s going to drench the whole house, and reduce his energy down to a trickle.”

“A month is too much!” said Stell. “Knowing how badly you two are going to wind him up, he’s going to need a few a week just to stay sane!” She turned to Mars. “Come on, back me up on this.”

Mars sighed again. “I literally do not care. Cum every day, or never cum at all. Make him our butler or freeze him in a corner with a permanent Hard Attack and leave him there, I do not give the slightest fuck.”

Brandy smirked. “I do rather like that last one.”

Devin gave a whimper at the idea. That was the last thing he wanted! But he felt his cock grow even stiffer as Brandy glanced at him, a wicked gleam in her eye.

“Yeah, no, we’re not doing that,” said Stell. Devin felt the tension in his cock lessen a bit. But even as it did, the phantom hand quickened its pace again. It was dizzying how the girls kept fighting each other’s magic with his cock as the battleground!

“Yes, I agree,” said Maggie. “No bolting him to the wall like an L.E.G. sculpture.” She winked at Devin. “How’s he supposed to clean the house otherwise?”

“True,” said Brandy.

Devin bucked in another edging, fiercer than the last. His cock was dark with pressure, the veins bulging. Precum leaked freely, staining the edge of his chair. He looked at the girls pleadingly.

“Alright, let’s give the poor guy a break,” said Maggie. The phantom hand vanished, and Devin sagged back. His cock was still rock hard and leaking, but he was finally able to catch his breath. The seal on his lips broke as well, and he let out a gasp.

Brandy frowned, but didn’t challenge Maggie’s authority.

“Let’s put the orgasm question aside for now,” said Maggie. “Mars? Do you have a particular rule you’d like?”

The raven-haired girl shook her head. “I told you, I don’t care. One of you can make another rule.”

“He must stay on his hands and knees,” cut in Brandy.

“Eh, that gets old fast,” said Casey.

“And it’s stupid,” said Stell.

Maggie chuckled and shook her head. She looked sympathetically at Devin. “Goodness, it just doesn’t end with these girls.”

“Come on, don’t I have any say at all?” said Devin. “It’s my own cock!”

“Wrong, boy toy, it’s our cock,” said Casey. “And unless you want another hundred edges, you’ll keep silent while we figure this out.”

The helpless boy’s cock twitched and he winced in anticipation of more teasing, but none came. For now.

“If it will move this along, how does this sound for a compromise?” said Mars. “Back in my home town, men weren’t allowed to cum or touch, except for one day a week, usually Sundays, to do whatever they want. Jerk off, fuck any girl who’s willing, cum his brains out, no chores, go drinking with the other guys all day, whatever. And the women restrain themselves from teasing his cock. A full day’s break from the usual femdom routine. It worked out pretty well.”

Brandy and Stell opened their mouths to protest once more, but Mars held up a hand. “You two are never going to agree on this, and I’m tired of you wasting my time with your argument. Stell, if you can put your bleeding heart aside for a minute, you can agree that a full day a week to do whatever he wants is better than most guys get, even throughout most of Midland. And Brandy, if you can put your princess complex aside for a minute, surely you put up with just one day out of the week where he gets relief, if it means you don’t have to worry about him cumming or touching himself the other six.”

Both girls frowned, thinking it over a few more minutes, but finally nodded.

Stell looked to Devin and gave him an inviting smile. ”It’s not too bad a deal, Devin. And I’ll be available if you want.”

“Slut,” said Casey, but she grinned none the less. Stell stuck her tongue out at her.

Brandy pointed at Devin while still looking at Mars. “He has to earn it. If he slacks off on his duties or fucks something up, he loses his day.”

Mars threw up her hands. “Yes, obviously, whatever, now are we done?”

“No clothes, no touching, no orgasms, except on Sundays,” said Maggie. “Sounds good to me.” She smiled down at the naked, still rock-hard boy. “I’ve heard of worse arrangements!”

Devin gulped. “Can I at least make one request?” he said.

“You can make it, doesn’t mean we’ll do it,” said Casey.

“Can I at least grope you all on Sundays?”

The five girls gave him a stunned look for a second. Then they all burst out laughing, even Mars sparing a chuckle.

“Dream on!” said Casey. “Just for that, you can edge the rest of the day!” She flicked a finger at him and he felt himself pushed back fully into the seat, his arms and legs locking into place, and his mouth clamped shut once more. Casey made another flick, and his still rock-hard cock started vibrating.

Brandy shook her head ran her tongue over her lips once. Devin felt the sensations of several tongues licking his cock up and down, swirling around the head and the balls. Mars made a scratching motion in the air, and his cock felt the sensation of fingernails very lightly tickling and pleasantly scratching along his sensitive shaft and head. Stell wiggled her tail at him, and he felt the sensation of a fuzzy tendril curl around his cock and start slipping around the shaft in a back and forth spiraling motion. The girls all got up and went to their rooms.

Devin writhed in his seat, whimpering. Maggie chuckled. “You didn’t really think that was going to work, did you?”

Devin shook his head, but gave her a pleading look, thinking at her that he had only joking. “Aw, poor guy,” she said sweetly. She reached down and stroked his hair. “Teasing cocks is super fun, but it’s nothing to joke about!” So saying she winked and puckered her lips, blowing his cock a kiss. Devin squealed as he felt a phantom mouth join the rest of the sensations, sucking him with abandon. All the sensations combined quickly brought him to the edge!

Devin was completely helpless to do anything but writhe and whimper and suffer as his mom’s best friend left him at the mercy of wicked magical teases. It was a very thorough lesson in knowing his place that lasted several hours and countless edgings!

EIGHT

When the spells finally broke a few hours later, he stumbled down to his bed and crashed. His body felt strangely refreshed, despite being run through a physical ringer, but his mind was still dizzy with what he’d experienced.

With just their thoughts alone, the girls had made him feel things he didn’t think were possible! Moreover, he’d never actually been pinned down by the Magic before! It was crazy. No matter how he tried to move, it was as though he had invisible shackles locking down his limbs from the inside. He could tell that no matter how physically strong he was, the Magic gripped him in a way that made strength irrelevant.

The edgings, though, had been the worst. He understood now why blue balls were such a potent fear among men. He had never in his life needed to cum so badly before. Towards the last hour, he had felt like if he didn’t ejaculate, he was going to lose his mind! All other thoughts seemed to boil away as the animal need to cum overtook him. Tears ran down his cheeks, every part of his body that could still move jerked and spasmed as the wicked sensations ceaselessly stimulated his cock. The pleasure became almost a type of pain, the pressure in his loins unbearable. At some point, there wasn’t even a pause between edgings; his cock just stayed clenched at the razor’s edge of release.

He wondered if they’d planned to let him go after only a few hours, or if Stell or Maggie had taken pity on him and freed him. Either way, he lay in a boneless sprawl in the chair for at least another hour, his cock still rock hard and leaking, twitching away. He fought against the Magic to try and grab himself, but his arms refused to obey.

Once he managed to calm down enough, he realized it was good they put the no-touching spell on him. No amount of masturbating would have broken the orgasm blocks anyway.

When he had gingerly picked himself up out of the chair, he was stunned to see that three hours had gone by. He’d been so lost in the sensations that it felt like it had taken far longer; only three hours, and he felt like it had gone on all night long! He knew he never wanted to experience that again. He was going to have to be on perfect behavior, especially around Brandy.

As he lay in bed, trying to collect his thoughts enough to try and sleep, he mulled over his first impressions of the girls. He didn’t think Maggie would deliberately fuck with him too much, but she clearly was going to let the girls do almost whatever they wanted to him. That was his job now, after all.

Brandy was stern and seemed quite vicious, but he thought he had her measure. She had her way of doing things, and as long as he didn’t make a nuisance of himself to her, he could probably work with her. She would use him, sure, but he could probably guess what was coming well enough.

Stell he wasn’t quite sure about. She seemed to genuinely want to help him out, but he didn’t think it was because she took a liking to him, so much as it was just her cultural habits. She made it seem like he could always go to her for help, but then again, she’d gone along with the hours-long tease. Maybe she would help him out, but she was a Sex Mage just like the rest. She was still going to use his cock at her leisure, wasn’t she? Still, she might be the one girl here whom he could turn to.

Mars he couldn’t figure out. She genuinely didn’t seem to care what happened to him. This could be a two-edged sword. On the one hand, she had no reason at all to take pity on him or help him out. On the other hand, if she genuinely didn’t care, maybe that meant she really wouldn’t try to fuck with him either.

Casey, though, he could tell she was going to be trouble. She was a prankster through and through, and probably more so than even Brandy, he was going to have to watch his cock around her.

“Oh, I’m not that bad, once you get to know me,” said a voice.

“Aaaah!” Devin leaped right out of his bed as Casey giggled. He looked over to see her silhouette against the backdrop of dim light coming from the open door, a nightlight in the hallway providing the only illumination. She was hovering cross-legged in the air, having floated herself right into his room. He hadn’t even heard her open the door!

“W-w-what do you want?” said Devin. Even as he looked at her with a pang of dread, his cock began to throb. Within seconds, it was back to the unbearable stiffness he’d felt while being teased, and when Brandy had turned her gaze on him. And then he kept getting stiffer! He hissed and tried to clutch at himself, but of course, he couldn’t.

He looked down at himself, but in the dark of his room, he couldn’t really see. He knew there was only so hard his cock could literally get, but the feeling of need, the pressure, the aching stiffness, just seemed to climb higher! Higher and higher, until he felt like he would die if his cock wasn’t touched right now!

He knew what this was. They called it a Hard Attack. When a woman used her aura power to make a man so hard and needy, they could drive him crazy without even doing anything else to him. Devin looked up at Casey, his eyes pleading. Although her features were covered in shadow, she could probably see his expression just fine; even without the dim light from the doorway, she could see his naked body perfectly with her senses.

“Stop, please!” he said, his voice shaking. “No more teasing! Come on, it’s my first day!”

Casey chuckled. “Yeah, that was pretty mean of us,” she said. “But we did it to make a point. I hope you realize now what you’re in for.”

Devin nodded, but winced as his cock seemed to throb harder with her every word. “I already knew, okay?”

She reached out and tapped his forehead. “You knew up here, sure,” she said. Then she reached down and tapped the tip of his cock. Devin yelped as the tension spiked even higher, his cock going from extra rock hard to diamond hard. “But you didn’t know down here.”

The poor, helpless boy was shaking. “Please… Casey… please…”

“Oh, shush,” she said. She unfurled her legs and moved over him, sitting on his legs. He could feel the heat of her sex just inches from his cock, and he felt absolutely dizzy with lust. He clutched at her arm and hip, but when he tried to press his cock against her, pull her against him, he wasn’t able to. She could hear the grin as she spoke. “The no touching spell means you can’t initiate sex, either. Your pleasure is entirely up to us. Not that your pleasure is what you should be worried about.”

Devin knew there was nothing he could do. He was Casey’s tool now. He was all the girls’ tool. He couldn’t help how his body reacted,; there was no fighting her. Tears started to well up in his eyes.

She chuckled and gently cupped his cheek, wiping away the first few tears. “Good, you understand.” With that, she pushed him onto the bed, slid forward a bit, then slid back. His diamond-hard cock slipped into the moist folds of her sex perfectly, her power moving his cock to just the right angle.

She gasped as she took him inside. He felt her shudder as the mere act of entering her seemed to cause a mini-orgasm. “Oh fuck…” she breathed. “You Fresh Boys have such a pure energy.” She then paused on top of him and made a little, “Hmmm.”

“Aw, I was kind of hoping you were a virgin,” she said. “Can you imagine if this was your first time? Blue balled like crazy and teased out of your mind, fucked by some crazy girl you’ve only just met.” She made a pleased sigh as she shifted her legs a bit. “Oh, well. Even total losers get laid easy these days, so I should have expected a cutie like you to have gotten some. Still, you’ve never been fucked by a Sex Mage, have you?”

He shook his head, but she already knew the answer. As it was, he was beside himself with pleasure. The touch of her flesh to his cock eased the ache of the Hard Attack immensely, but the feeling of her genuine pussy squeezing him made him melt with pleasure. In just a few seconds, his cock jerked inside her as he tried to cum.

Once again he hit the orgasm block, and he mewed beneath her. She shuddered, however, crying out softly as she experienced another mini-orgasm. He realized it wasn’t just because his cock was inside her; she had a hair-trigger climax because she had to be directly absorbing his Lust Energy! If the energy felt as good as it did to women just being near his teased erection, he could only imagine how it must have felt point-blank like this.

“Oh, you can’t imagine it,” Casey said huskily. “It’s fucking divine.”

And then, she began to move. She rocked up and down on his cock, slowly at first, but gradually picking up speed. She gasped and shivered with pleasure, and Devin was completely swept away. Just being inside her couldn’t possibly feel this good! Her aura had to be making him more sensitive, or she was using a trick of the Magic to enhance his pleasure. Maybe it really was the sheer need from so much teasing; he’d been played with and edged today more than his entire life, and he knew this was just the beginning!

“Oh, yes,” said Casey, huffing as she picked up the pace. “You’re fucked. So fucked.”

He cried out as the tension in cock climbed to unfathomable levels. His helpless dick was stuck once more at the razors edge of release, with no pause to let him catch his breath. He could only cling to her and mew pitifully as she thrust herself upon with increasing speed, rocking the bed with every move.

Soon, she was crying out continuously, shuddering and shaking in one extended climax as she moved on him exactly how she liked, and the energy of his male frustration flooded her body. And then, Devin felt his cock begin to vibrate once more, and she shrieked in new heights of pleasure. Devin lost his senses, knowing only the warmth and pleasure of her body, and the soul-crushing need for release.

And then, suddenly, with one final cry, she convulsed harder than ever, then collapsed onto him. She lay on him in a sweaty sprawl, catching her breath. She finally canceled the vibrations, but his cock was still inside her, still throbbing. She let him suffer exquisitely that way while she caught her breath for a minute, then sat up on him. She turned down her Arousal Aura, and turned down the pleasure enhancement. She kept him inside her, but sat still, waiting for him to try and catch his breath.

Devin was still mentally reeling, his body still twitching beneath her, but he managed to get some of his wits back without the Magic overwhelming him. He blinked up at Casey, still only able to see her shadowed form. His jaw worked, but he was still too addled to say anything.

“Not bad,” she said, when she knew he could understand words again. “Not bad at all.” She leaned down until he could feel her breasts press against his chest. His cock continued to throb inside her. She kissed him, and he swooned at the touch of her lips. When she pulled away, he was dizzy with emotion.

“Just so you know, proper etiquette is that a girl never lets a guy cum the first time they have sex,” she said. “Plus, you know, you’re not allowed anyway.”

Devin could only whimper.

“But don’t worry,” she continued with a grin, “All it means is that I’ll have to punish you for it after.”

With that, she moved on him again, rocking back and forth in a steady rhythm. Devin let out a choked gasp as his cock was once more stimulated by her tight, hot sex. And then he let out a soundless scream as he felt what could only be described as a lightning bolt of pure pleasure ripping through his cock. He could not draw breath to cry out as his whole body convulsed beneath her, and his cock clenched so hard it hurt. And then he felt it. The cruel spell that held back his climax broke, and he exploded inside her!

Casey shrieked in another super-orgasm of her own, as the energy of his climax surged through her. But Devin was only cognizant of the blissful relief of his own orgasm, his whole body electrified by the purest bliss he’d ever felt!

A bliss that was all too fleeting. Even though the heavenly moment seemed like it would last forever, he was soon crashing back to reality as his orgasm ended, and he sagged back onto the bed. Casey held him in a tight embrace as her own climax finished.

And then, she continued to thrust on top of him. A new pleasure, a terrible, intense sensation that made him writhe and cry and try to escape her womanhood, shot through him. This was a different sort of pleasurable torture from the purely overwhelming pressure of needing to cum. This was the sensation of post-orgasm torture!

A girl had done it to him once back home, when she’d given him a blowjob as a present for his eighteenth birthday. After he’d cum in her mouth and she’d dutifully swallowed every drop, she had kept sucking him, until he was writhing and crying for mercy as the amazing pleasure of her mouth became too much to bear. But of course, she’d been clever enough to tie him up first.

This was like that, but even worse, as his cock, already hyper-sensitized by so much magic and teasing, was absolutely scorched by Casey’s pussy. He thrashed and cried and tried to shove her off, but she wouldn’t be budged. She let him struggle, rather than pin him with the Magic, enjoying showing him just how helpless he was, shivering in pleasure as the torment of his cock continued to please her, despite the sudden massive dip in energy.

And then she was done with him. She pulled off him and hovered in the air once more, smiling as she watched him twitch and whimper. Spreading her legs, she let his semen ooze out of her pussy and drip all over his stomach and still-hard cock.

“Goodnight, Devin,” she said. She swiveled her body so she was parallel to him, and hovered herself down so she could give him another kiss, tender but passionate, throwing him for a loop once more. “Sweet dreams.”

His mind still reeling, Devin faded into unconsciousness as the wicked redhead floated out of his room.

NINE

His cum had dried in a crusty stain on his stomach and into his bed sheets, causing him to blanch with annoyance when he woke up. He could at least say his balls no longer ached, but his cock was still hard. He wondered if he was ever going to be soft in this house.

The clock said 8:00, so it was still decently early in the morning. After a quick shower, he almost started getting dressed out of habit, before he remembered the house rules. He gulped nervously. Despite last night, now that he had some relief to cool his thoughts down, he felt embarrassment wash over him again. He was really going to have to be stark naked around these girls. He knew that practically speaking, clothing did nothing to protect him. They could see him naked with their sexual senses, and of course, they could grope him from afar with their thoughts. But still, the illusion of dignity went a long way.

Still, there was nothing he could do about it now. He stripped the cum-stained sheets off the bed, wincing at how huge the stain was. Did she really have to dump his load back onto him? For that matter, did she really have to punish him so harshly, when she was the one who forced him to cum?

Still, punishment or not, maybe this was Casey’s way of taking pity on him, after the hours-long tease. She probably felt she had to stick to her agreement with the others in some way, prankster though she was. He felt his cock twitch as he remembered how she’d fucked him. He’d had sex before, just a couple times in the brief month between turning eighteen and leaving his hometown, but it had been nothing like how Casey had used him. Even ignoring the use of Magic, she had ridden him like a stallion, fully embracing her own desires and working his cock with a skill that, without the Magic, he knew would have had him cumming in under a minute!

The girl he’d had sex with back home, herself an inexperienced eighteen year old, she had been nice, but the experience had been clumsy and a bit awkward. She’d slept with him mainly so she’d have some degree of experience before she herself left town. She hadn’t even been able to make him cum by herself. Not because she’d been teasing him or he’d been blocked, she just had no idea what she was doing; he’d only gotten off with her because she let him jack off onto her tits. After he’d made her cum first, of course; she’d at least been hair-trigger enough that even his own clumsy first lessons in fingering were enough to get her off.

But Casey, wow. Even though intellectually, he knew she had just used him for a fuck toy, that it was nothing but a bit of fun for her, emotionally, he felt his heart flutter and his cock swell at the memory. He might not have been a virgin, but compared to his previous experiences, last night was the first real sex he’d had. Casey probably wasn’t even that gifted by comparison, Sex Magic could make any woman an expert at sex, but he felt like she was his new first. Not to disrespect the girl from back home, of course.

He still felt nervous as he climbed the stairs and came into the kitchen. Stell was there, sitting at a counter on the end of a kitchen island. She munched on some eggs with toast held in one hand, and was reading from a tablet with the other. She was wearing a slightly fantastical looking dress, this one red with a yellow sash this time.

Brandy was sitting at the small breakfast table off to the side, sipping some tea as she read from another tablet. She was still dressed like a complete slut; her tied off white shirt propped up her ample bossom, her pink skirt only passing as a skirt and not a wide belt on some kind of fashion technicality. She’d almost be showing less skin just wearing a swimsuit! But somehow, the Victorian still carried herself with an air of dignity, sitting straight backed, legs crossed, sipping daintily from her teacup with her pinkie out.

Both girls looked up as he hesitated at the doorway. After last night, he was surprised the two could stand being in the same room.

“Morning!” said Stell, smiling brightly. Then she frowned as she glanced at his cock. “Oh, mother fucker!”

“Hmph,” said Brandy, also glancing towards his still hard member. As usual, when she looked, his cock surged. She had to be doing that deliberately, casting a bit of her aura at him. He didn’t know if it was just second nature to her or if she was doing it to screw with him. Even though she could read his thoughts, she didn’t dignify his pondering with an answer.

Instead she said, “All that fuss, and the little trouble maker couldn’t even follow the rules for a day.”

Stell shook her head. “I know, right? She’s such a bitch.” She gave Devin a pout. “I wanted to give you some relief, but I stuck to the rules!” She sighed. “That’s what I get for trying to be the agreeable one.”

“At least she punished him afterwards,” said Brandy.

“Yeah, for something she made him do,” said Stell.

“If it’s any consolation, that was the lightest possible punishment I could have thought of,” Brandy retorted. “Especially since we already cut him enough of a break on your insistence.”

So it had been Stell who’d requested his teasing come to an end after only a few hours. The girl with the monkey tail nodded. “They were seriously going to leave you like that all night,” she said.

Devin opened his mouth, but paused. He wasn’t sure what, if anything, he should say. The girls had zero qualms about reading his mind anyway. Plus, with Brandy in the room—

The blond Victorian made a little exasperated sigh. “You may speak if you wish, provided you do not be a pest about it.” She nodded to Stell. “You should start by thanking her, which you should have done already.”

He swallowed nervously, but said, “Thanks, Stell. Really.”

Stell smiled, looking almost bashful. Devin felt his cheeks flush. She really was cute. “Aw, don’t mention it.”

“And, um, thanks to agreeing to it,” he quickly added, looking at Brandy.

She hmphed again and took another sip of her tea. “I was voted down, three to one. She convinced Maggie and Casey, and Mars didn’t care. I thought Casey would be on my side, but I think she wanted you freed so she could have you all to herself.”

Stell pouted again. “Man, that should have been me. If I’d known Casey was going to just ignore the rules like that, I’d have beat her to it!” She grinned. “And don’t worry, I’d have been much gentler.”

“I’d have punched you through the wall,” said Brandy, hotly. “Casey’s a wild card, but you and I have our agreement.”

“Yeah, yeah,” said Stell, waving her off dismissively. “You punch me through a wall, I’ll strangle you with my tail.” She curled her prehensile extra limb threateningly.

Brandy just snorted, unimpressed.

“Agreement?” said Devin, eyeing them warily.

Stell shrugged. “We’re the guests here, and obviously, we don’t exactly see eye to eye. But we’re going to try and stick to the middle ground. Basically, I don’t give you pity fucks and orgasms every day, and she doesn’t keep you Hard Attacked and pinned to the wall all day.”

“Oh, right,” he said. He shifted uncomfortably, his cock still twitching before the two young women. “Well, but the Sunday thing still applies, right?”

“Yes,” said Brandy. “And your first is tomorrow.”

“I’ll be available if you want,” said Stell, smiling again.

Devin wasn’t exactly turned off by the idea, even considering her tail, but after yesterday, he was still feeling skittish. The Fantasian shook her head. “I won’t force you. I’m just offering.”

“Thank you,” he said. “I’ll, um, think a out it.”

She winked at him. “I hope so.”

His cock twitched. Taking a breath to compose himself, he looked to see what there was for breakfast and poured himself some cereal. He glanced between the two, unsure of who to sit by, before deciding the safest bet would be to just go to the dining room. He felt a slight surge of pressure in his cock as he walked by Brandy, but she let him pass without incident.

The dining room, of course, was occupied. Mars sat there with a small stack of text books, one open to either side of her, as she typed on an old laptop. She didn’t acknowledge him as he entered. She was sitting along the middle of the table, so there was no where to sit that wasn’t basically right next to her.

He debated leaving, but if he delayed any further, the milk was going to make his cereal soggy. He considered that she seemed the least likely to actually do anything to him, so he was probably fine. It would pay to still be polite, of course. “Mind if I sit here?”

She motioned to the seat across from her without looking up. He hesitantly sat where she indicated, but she didn’t acknowledge him at all. He ate quickly, nonetheless. However, just before he was about to get up, he suddenly felt two sock-covered feet clasp his cock. One foot positioned between his abdomen and the back of his cock, the other pressed firmly along the front of the shaft.

Devin jumped, almost pulling away, but he felt the Magic seize him, gluing his butt to the seat. Mars closed her eyes for a moment, and the two feet squeezed his cock. He felt his erection surge, a tingling sensations sweeping over organ, and suddenly, it was like he could feel every individual stitch of those socks. The foot pressed against his shaft as the toes curled over the head, and Devin’s eyes nearly bugged out from the sudden surge of pleasure. He gasped and gripped the edge of the table.

His cock had become ridiculously sensitive, and now every minute movement, every little squeeze and slight rub, sent an intense sensation of pleasure through him! “Oh, fuck,” he gasped.

“Shush,” said Mars flatly. She took a breath, made a few more rhythmic squeezes against his cock, then opened her eyes and resumed her typing. The simple squeezes left him breathless, and his hips bucked in their seat, as much as the spell which bound his ass to the chair would allow.

As he fought to get himself under control, he noticed she was typing faster than before, her eyes flicking over the pages of the books faster.

“W-w-what are you doing?” he said breathlessly. Then he let out a quaking moan as she shifted her foot to rub him just a little bit. The small motion was all it took to make his cock clench hard, already driving him towards an orgasm!

“Been studying all night,” she said in a near mutter. “Need to finish this. Need a pick-me-up.”

“Y-you couldn’t… just get… some coffee…?” he huffed. She gave his cock a couple full strokes and he yelped, jerking in his seat as he attempted to cum. Of course, his orgasm block was already restored!

“Funny guy,” she said. “It’s a shame Casey let you blow your load already. You’re energy’s really low right now.” So saying, she started rolling and rubbing her foot against his cock, giving him a full foot job even as she continued to take notes.

For her, it was a simple, casual movement. For Devin, it was another edging torment. Despite his monstrous orgasm last night, his cock was suddenly so sensitive, a stiff breeze could have made him shoot off. The feeling of her warm, soft, sock-clad feet sent him into a dizzying high of multiple edges.

She kept him that way for an hour and half, before finally finishing up her studies. Just as suddenly as she put her feet up, she withdrew them, halfway through another edging. He writhed as the sudden ceasing of stimulation mid-peak threw him for a loop. At the same time, the spell keeping his butt glued to the chair wore off, and he bucked himself clear off it. The chair slid back, and he slid forward, ending up on the floor as the chair skidded back. Mars didn’t even look at him as she picked up her books and laptop walked off.

He lay there gasping, cock twitching. He could tell the sensitivity spell had ended as well, as the tingles washed over his cock once more, and for a second, it almost felt completely numb. But once he oriented himself, he could tell it was just back to normal sensitivity. Which was a godsend, because otherwise, just trying to stand up would probably cause enough air movement around his cock to trigger another edging!

He winced as he felt the familiar ache in his balls start up again, small, but unmistakable. Despite his enormous orgasm just hours ago, all it took was a little bit of Magic teasing, and he was already well on his way back to blue balls. Tomorrow might be his relief day, but he prayed the girls weren’t going to spend all of today building him up for it!

TEN

Devin went back into the kitchen to clean his bowl and stopped short as Casey entered from the opposite way, yawning and stretching. She was dressed only in an over-sized sky blue shirt, revealing her long, sultry legs. She offered him a sleepy smile, and he blushed hotly. His cock throbbed, not just from his fresh edgings, but from seeing her again, memories of last night filling his mind.

“Oh, don’t tell me you’ve already fallen for me,” she said with a laugh. Grabbing some water, she said. “It was just sex.”

“I know,” muttered Devin, moving to the sink when she was done. He kept his head down as he washed the bowl, trying to ignore her eyes on him. “So, um, is Maggie in?”

“Hwwwaaaah’m here,” came another sleepy yawn. His surrogate aunt entered wearing a fuzzy robe. She gave a blissful smile as his cock continued to throb. “Mmm, after your little romp last night, I didn’t think you’d have any energy today, but I see someone perked you right back up!”

“S-so, um, should I get started on my chores, or…?” said Devin, quickly trying to divert the conversation away from his cock.

“Well, probably best to do the house cleaning during the week, while most of us are out,” said Maggie. “However, the yard could use some work. You might not have noticed, but the grass hasn’t been cut in a while. The flower beds are a mess of weeds, too. We had a neighbor doing it, but he’s been indisposed a lot lately.”

Devin swallowed nervously. “Um, do I, uh, still have to be naked?”

Maggie smirked. “What do you think?”

He sighed. “Well, it’s just, you know, yard work, I don’t want to step on anything sharp. And if I’m weeding, I don’t need to be getting, you know, plants poking my bare ass. Plus, I don’t want to get sun burned.”

Casey flicked a finger at his cock. His organ swelled as he felt a single feather lightly flicker across his shaft. “Hey!” he said. There was a pause in the feather, but then he felt it again. Another pause, then again. Just light enough and slow enough he was at no risk of getting close to orgasm, but enough to still be a distraction.

“If you have even a light spell on you, you’ll still get some minor healing effects,” said Casey. “Enough you won’t get sunburned and it’ll protect your feet some. Just watch where you walk.”

“And the flower beds aren’t that big, so the only way you’ll be getting flowers up your butt is if you stick them there,” said Maggie. The two girls giggled as he blushed hotly.

“Are the, um, neighbors going to mind?” he said.

“Of course not, there’s naked guys about all the time!” said Maggie with a laugh. “I think what you really mean to ask is, are they going to tease you when they sense your hard cock bouncing away out there!”

The feather suddenly switched to a firm tongue, licking him steadily. His cock jumped at the sudden shift. “Probably,” said Casey. “But not as much as we’re going to!” The tongue switched back to the feather, and she giggled as she walked off.

“Come on, I’ll show you the shed,” said Maggie. “It’s an old mower, but still works just fine.”

Devin followed behind her, stumbling occasionally as the light, teasing feather randomly switched back to a tongue for one or two deep licks then went back again. He hesitated when they reached the back door, but a little psychic tug on his balls coaxed him forward. They stepped out onto the patio, overlooking a rather large yard, with a small koi pond off to the side. The grass was indeed overdue for a cut. Maggie led him towards a small wooden shed in the yard’s far corner, partly shaded by an oak tree.

Devin stewed in his thoughts as they walked. He wanted to say something, but he didn’t quite know what. He knew protesting was useless.

“Having second thoughts about this arrangement?” said Maggie, sensing his unease.

“They told me I’d get groped,” he said. “They even said I might get randomly fucked. But I’d never even felt an orgasm block before yesterday.”

“Oof,” said Maggie with a wince. As they reached the shed, and the shade of the tree, she turned back to him. “They really didn’t prepare you at all. Did anyone even use Magic on you, ever? Back in my town, the week after a boy turned eighteen, they’d let all the eighteen year old girls have a turn on him. It got him ready for the outside world, and it gave the girls some practice ahead of time.”

Devin shook his head. “I got to have sex a few times, but the only times I ever felt the Magic were accidental aura flare ups. My mom had me watch videos about it.” He paused, then frowned. “I mean, uh, well, after I turned eighteen, I had a few, um, really intense dreams about some girls I knew. And I had, uh, wet dreams. I’d never had those before. So, that might have been Magic. But, you know, even the dreams were ordinary sex.”

Maggie sighed. “I feel a bit bad now. It’s going to be a rough start for you, I think.”

Devin’s brow furrowed. “This is just hazing, right?” he said. “Like, the girls will run me through the ringer for a week, and then get bored and back off, right?”

Maggie gave him a sympathetic smile. “Not every day is going to be like yesterday, but trust me, you’re going to cherish every Sunday.”

Her surrogate nephew swallowed hard, but nodded. She pat him on the head. “I’m glad you understand. Now, if you want to jerk yourself raw tomorrow, this lawn better be spotless by sundown!”

She opened the shed, revealing an old push mower. He looked back over the yard. It was large, but even with a small mower like this, it really shouldn’t take him more than a couple hours to cut the grass, three if he was really taking his time. She left him to it, and within a couple minutes, he was cutting through the tall grass at slow but steady clip.

He had all day to get the job done. He wondered why Maggie had thought it would possibly take him so long. But of course, he jinxed himself with that very thought.

Right after cutting the third line, just as he was starting to relax into the flow of the work, he felt a quick pinch to his butt. He jumped, letting go of the mower and causing it to shut of. He looked around quickly, but didn’t see anyone. As he rubbed his ass, he felt something tickle his balls. He jumped again, but of course, his attempt to clutch himself didn’t work. Then the pinch on his butt again. It didn’t really hurt, but it was certainly startling!

Devin sigh. “Alright, come on, get it out of your system,” he muttered. He felt a quick series of kisses along his cock, which made his organ throb, followed by another pinch to the butt. Was this one of the girls, or one of the neighbors? He glanced around again, but saw no one, not even anyone watching from the windows.

Of course, Sex Mages didn’t need to physically see him, thanks to their senses. They didn’t even need to be nearby. This could be someone right on the other side of the fence, crouching below where he could see, or it could be a woman three blocks away, casually teasing cocks while she sipped her morning coffee.

He waited a minute for the touches to keep going, but there were none. He sighed, restarted the mower, and continued. He got ten more steps before his butt was pinched again. This time, he grit his teeth and held onto the mower. He valiantly ignored several more pinches and quick tickles on his balls; even though it made him stumble a couple times and jerk the mower to the side, forcing him to back up and recut again.

After a few moments, his stone-walling of the teases seemed to work. As long as they didn’t bind his body, Devin figured, he could still get the job done, if he just suffered through whatever they did.

Of course, once again, he jinxed himself. A few more steps, and he suddenly felt his cock slide into a tight, warm, wetness. His eyes widened and he stopped as he felt the Phantom Pussy squeeze his member, causing it to throb. The pussy didn’t move, however, just held him. He took a step back, and it followed him, keeping his cock enveloped in the soft, firm, sensual folds. He took a breath, then steeled himself and walked forward.

That’s when the trick revealed itself. As he moved forward, he felt his cock slide deeper. When he paused or moved back, the pussy stayed in place, but every forward step caused his cock to move inward. Taking a few experimental steps, he realized the phantom pussy just kept going! Swallowing hard, he kept mowing, and his cock continued to slide down an endless vagina!

It was a surreal sort of pleasure, not making any physical sense, but his cock didn’t care about the logic of it. It cared only that this wonderful sensation was building him towards another climax! Devin managed to get another full line of the yard cut, before he had to stop, breathing heavily as his cock throbbed and twitched. He didn’t get quite far enough to edge again, but another couple lines, maybe even just one, and he’d be close to climax at this rate!

No wonder Maggie gave him till sundown! He prayed that she wouldn’t really take away his first Sunday if he didn’t get finished. Still, he had hours to go; if that meant stopping to catch his breath and cool off a bit between every line cut, so be it!

Three lines later, his cock was throbbing and leaking pre-cum steadily, but he was able to time his pauses enough. Unfortunately, the mystery teaser caught on to his scheme! As he paused for the fourth time, he suddenly felt the sensations of a feather tickling his butt! Not his cheeks, but right on the most sensitive part, right on the entry to his anus!

He let out a yelp as though he’d been shocked, letting go of the mower as his hips thrust into the air! The feather kept going, making him jump and buck his hips, causing his cock to keep thrusting into the phantom pussy in quick little bursts. It was too much! He suddenly doubled over as his cock spasmed in a sharp edging!

The feather stopped as he shivered through another failed climax, and he caught his breath. Ten seconds passed, and then the feather was tickling him again.

“No!” he cried, unable to stop his hips from thrusting, and edging himself on the phantom pussy again. The feather paused for another ten seconds, then resumed until he edged yet again! He fell to his knees, gasping.

“Hey!” said a voice. “You’re supposed to be mowing the lawn, not watering it with your precum!” said a voice. Devin looked around wildly, before realizing the voice had come from above. He looked up to see Casey leaning out her window, laughing at him.

“S-s-someone’s… teasing me…!” Devin whined.

“Better get mowing, then,” she said. “The sooner you finish, the sooner it’ll stop! Probably.”

“Th-this isn’t fair!” he said. “Come on, how I can get any work done?” The feather started on his ass again.

“Just do your best! I’m sure you’ll figure it out.” She stepped back from the window, still chuckling.

Devin edged once more, but managed to take advantage of the pause of the feather to restart the mower. Stumbling a bit as he went, he managed to resume cutting the grass, his teased cock jumping and throbbing as every step pushed him deeper into the endless phantom pussy.

However, he realized halfway through another line that the feathers didn’t resume. Thinking maybe that part of the tease was over, he managed to finish the line, nearly edging again, before he stopped for a quick break. Ten seconds after he stopped, the feather came back! He yelped and jumped forward, as if he could run away from the feather, and it stopped. At the same time, he nearly edged again as the jump made him thrust into the phantom pussy!

He realized the game then. If he kept moving forward, his cock would slide through the phantom vagina. If he paused for too long, the feather would tickle his asshole to coax him forward. He swallowed hard, seeing how much more he had left. At this rate, getting just the backyard done was going to take him till noon!

He grit his teeth and forced himself to endure! He made frequent, precisely timed pauses, and having to keep going back over parts where he jerked the mower and missed a streak of grass. From the patio, the mowing pattern looked quite jagged and haphazard, the lines getting worse from one side the next.

The sensations only stopped when he finally finished the last line. He didn’t really feel as physically exhausted as he probably should, despite being drenched in sweat and having his body jolted with so many edges. With the spells stopped, the exertion caught up to him, and he staggered over to where two lawn chairs sat to one side of the patio.

He knew he had to get the front cut, too, but he needed a break, a real one! He just hoped his tormentress would actually give a couple minutes unmolested to catch his breath!

ELEVEN

“Okay, I have to admit, your energy is pretty delicious,” came a voice. Devin jumped again, but looked up to see Stell holding a glass of ice water. She offered him the drink with a cute smile.

“Uh, thanks,” said Devin, gulping it down. He lay back again, taking another minute to center himself. He gave her a small smile back. “I guess you really are the nice one, huh?”

“I try,” she said with a shrug. She started to sit, but once her tail touched the ground, she raised her legs up, and sat cross-legged in the air, balancing on her tail like a seat.

Devin made a little grunt of amusement. “Cute trick, but you’re just floating, aren’t you?”

Stell giggled, and pulled her tail up, waving it as she continued to hover there. “You got me,” she said.

“So, is it really not like this in Fantasia?”

“Well, I mean, we play around a lot in New Bestia,” she said. “But we don’t just waylay guys left and right.”

“Good to know,” he said.

Stell smiled, then extended her tail out over his still hard cock. Devin eyed her warily, but didn’t move to stop her. She slowly let her tail curl around him, wrapping around three times along the upper part of the shaft, the end of her tail curving up along the front, so that the tip was pressing right against his sweet spot, just below the head.

The tail began to move, stroking him, while at the same time doing a rhythmic squeezing, the tip pressing into his sweet spot and rubbing it in tight little circles like a fingertip. Devin hastily put the glass down and gripped the edges of the chair.

She wasn’t using Magic to enhance the sensations, but she stroked him with an expert precision that would make one think they’d been lovers for years. In under a minute, he hissed and bucked his hips, trying to cum.

She paused her tail to let him catch his breath, then resumed. He shuddered in another edging in just half a minute. She let out a sigh of satisfaction, before smiling lazily down at him. “Want me to stop?”

His heart was pounding. Of course he wanted her to stop! He hadn’t wanted her to get started! But his job was to make himself available to them, and Stell seemed the nicest one here. And her tail felt so good on his cock. Better than any hand he’d felt. He’d had no idea that sort of appendage could be such an effective tool of pleasure!

“I will if you want,” she said.

“It’s not like I can stop you,” he said cautiously.

She floated over him and leaned close. “I won’t force you. If you had tried to push my tail away, I would have let you.” She gave his throbbing organ an affectionate squeeze. “You still can.”

Devin let his hand drift up and clasp her tail. It was a thin, but firm appendage, the fur very soft, but he could feel the strength behind it. He hesitated before trying to pull her off, though. Instead he looked into her eyes, then reached up and boldly cupped the back of her head. He guided her down and lifted his head to meet her. He kissed her, and she reciprocated. It was a tender, but sincere kiss, their lips slowly pressing and moving together. He let go of her tail to let his hand trail up her side. She started stroking him again.

She took it slower, less intense, giving them time to enjoy a long kiss, before his orgasm hit, and the block made him buck and gasp, breaking it. It still made him ache, but without the crazy build up of magical effects, it was more bearable.

She unfolded her legs and spread herself out to hover over him, as though she were laying on a table, and he was beneath her. Her tail still lovingly stroked him as she gave him another sweet smile. “Think you can handle another ride?”

Devin’s eyes widened and he glanced around. “You… want to have sex...? Out here?”

She chuckled. “Sex isn’t private these days, not unless a girl goes out of her way to shield it. But you have to be someone’s lover for a little while before you can do that sort of thing.” She poked him on the forehead. “Come on, loosen up a bit. They made you come out here naked to embarrass you, but there’s nothing to be embarrassed about. The sooner you shed your inhibitions, the easier it’ll be for you.”

Devin blushed and cock throbbed in her grip. “I just… things were really private in Littleton. Right up until we turned eighteen, people were practically paranoid about sex. One woman wasn’t able to keep good control of her aura, and she had to live on the outskirts of town just so she wouldn’t affect anyone’s kids by accident. Her own kids had to live in another house.”

Stell nodded. “It’s understandable. The Magic is just so easy to get carried away with.” She gave his cock another few strokes. Devin hesitated, then reached up and pulled her down into a hug, kissing her again.

The two passionately made out, until her tail made him edge again. He gasped and held her tightly. “Fuck me,” he breathed.

She cupped his cheek. “Are you sure? I can’t make you cum. I’m still trying to stick to the arrangement.”

“Stop teasing me and fuck me!” Devin reached down and pulled her dress up, exposing her lower half. He reached to pull down her panties, only to discover she wasn’t wearing any. His cock surged at the thought, but Stell giggled. She sat up on his chest, her butt just an inch from the tip of his throbbing cock, and pulled her dress off fully. She wasn’t wearing a bra, either. The petite girl pressed her naked body against his, slid back, and guided his cock to her pussy with her tail.

She was already wet, and the tip of his cock was slick with pre-cum. She released him from her tail as she slid back and took him fully inside. Devin let out a small cry as his sensitive, teased cock nearly edged again! Holy fuck, she was tight! As easily as he slid inside, her pussy muscles squeezed him so hard, it almost hurt!

But Stell let out a pleased sigh, her face flushing red. “Ooooh, you’re a big guy!” Then she shifted her hips a little, and the pressure around his cock eased off some. Her pussy was still tight around him, but no longer crushing. She winked at him. “Sorry about that. I didn’t think to adjust ahead of time.” Then, her felt a strange rippling sensation around his cock, as though her pussy were moving with a rhythmic squeezing all its own.

Devin’s looked at her incredulously. While she still wasn’t using Magic stimulation, the things he was feeling were no doubt inhuman! She was actually “stroking” him with vaginal undulations in ways he knew no normal human woman could. He let out a shuddering breath as the squeezing rhythms coaxed him towards another edging.

“Neat, huh?” she said. “I didn’t just give myself a tail when I changed. Lots of us New Bestians do little modifications like this.” Stell sat up a bit on him, her hands on his chest as she leaned forward and gave him a full view of her small, but perky breasts. “Magic play can be fun, but we tend to prefer getting physical.”

Devin rocked his hips to make little thrusts into her. The chair and the way he was reclined didn’t give him the best leverage, but even just a few inches of movement made Stell gasp and clutch at him. “Oh!” She started moving on top of him, giving them both a few more inches of delicious friction. But she didn’t allow a full thrusting; she kept most of his length inside her, so that her rippling pussy could maximize its effect on him. Not just him, in fact, her vaginal ministrations upon his cock seemed to please her as well.

Devin found a smooth, steady rhythm to thrust, and Stell synched with him. It took less than a minute for him to edge again, less than two for her to shudder in climax. Her tail reached between his legs and pressed a spot just below his balls, rubbing in slow circles that spurred him to buck harder.

Devin grabbed her hips and took control of their movements. As teased and sensitive as his cock was, as wonderful as it felt, he could control himself much better when he wasn’t being hammered with Magical over-stimulation.

Stell was flushed, head thrown back, moaning beautifully. Her small breasts bounced just right. Devin wanted badly to reach up and squeeze them, but a lifetime of sexual restraint made him hesitate. “Go on,” Stell said between moans. “Go ahead.”

Devin swallowed hard and reached up, cupping the lovely orbs in his hands. She had just enough to give him a handful, and they felt perfect in his grip. He squeezed them and began to massage them the way a girl back home had taught him.

As Stell came and he edged again, he tried to pull her back down so he could kiss and suckle on her nipples. However, due to her size, the attempt almost pulled her off his cock. Stell smiled at his thoughts, though, and Devin felt a soft force push him upwards, making him sit up so he could angle himself better.

His lips fastened over her left nipple, and he sucked her lovingly. Stell let out a gasp, clutched his head to her chest, and came again, her pussy losing its steady rhythm and rippling madly on his cock. He clutched her tightly as he shuddered in another blocked climax. “Teeth…” she cried. “Bite them!”

Gasping and jerking, he switched to her other nipple and gently, but firmly pressed it between his teeth, running his tongue over the sensitive, hard nub of flesh. He added a bit more pressure, and she shrieked with delight, her orgasm extending. He worked the other breast with his hand once more, his other arm keeping the writhing girl steady on his body. He sucked the nipple lovingly once more, and finally, she couldn’t hold back.

He felt her Magic flood him. His cock went from the limits of human tension, to unbearably super hard. The nerves in his penis seemed to become electrified as his sensitivity increased into an instant hair-trigger response. Raw pleasure pumped through his cock and radiated throughout his body as pure sexual magic poured out from her, ramping up his lust energy, which flowed back into her and enhanced her own pleasure. It was an insane spiraling effect of pleasure causing pleasure causing pleasure, up and up and up, until Devin’s thoughts were subsumed by the sensual tide and the bestial need for release.

And then Stell let out a scream as her whole body shuddered, and her pussy squeezed his cock so hard, he thought it might be crushed! Trapped on the razor’s edge of climax, he could do nothing but cry and shudder beneath her, curling around her small form.

And then, finally, all the Magical tension broke, and the two collapsed back on the chair, gasping. “Oh, wow,” breathed Stell. “I haven’t cum like that in a while…” She let him slip out of her so he could try to cool down.

“Fuck…” said Devin when he could form words again. “What was that… about… preferring the physical… fucking hell…”

She giggled and blushed, looking up at him. “Sorry. Even if you’re not actively using spells, the Magic still makes a connection. You can get carried away in it, and then, well, super orgasm time!”

His cock clenched between her outstretched thighs. She giggled again. “Well, for some of us!” She leaned forward and kissed him on the cheek. “Sorry, Devin. But hey, thanks to that, I was able to put a small shield on you! You should be able to get through the rest of the yard work without too much interference now.”

Devin blinked. He’d almost forgotten he still had the front yard to mow and all the weeding to do! “Y-you don’t think Maggie’s going to actually take away my day tomorrow if I don’t finish, do you?”

Stell shrugged. “I think she said that to mess with you, but no sense in testing it. So, back to work!” She floated off him, grabbed her dress, and walked back to the house to clean up. Devin took another minute to catch his breath. Covered in sweat and Stell’s juices, but knowing he was just going to get dirty again, he opted to give himself a quick, cold rinse off with the garden hose.

Despite the intense sex, however, he realized he felt fully energized once he got moving again. The healing powers of the Magic refreshed the body of men and women alike, so he felt like he’d just had a full night’s sleep and a good breakfast to energize himself for the rest of the day! If Stell’s shield held up, he was certain he could get the yard work done in just a couple more hours.

TWELVE

“Well that’s no fun,” muttered Casey from the couch. Devin had just walked back into the house, dirty from the yard work, but looking pleased with himself. Thanks to Stell, he’d managed to finish the rest of the yard, mowing and weeding, in record time!

Devin scowled. “Were you wanting me to fail?”

The redhead shrugged. “I just think it’s a little early to be getting your jerk-off day so soon. I mean, you just got here!”

“I feel like it’s been a week already!” he shot back.

“Pussy,” she said, smirking. “An actual week here is probably going to feel like a month!”

Devin shook his head and headed to the stairs. “I gotta shower.”

Casey twirled her finger in the air, and Devin flinched as he felt a set of phantom hands and a mouth clasp his cock and start working him, as though an invisible girl were kneeling between his legs to give him oral.

“Have fun,” she said. “Be sure to wash very thoroughly!”

Devin stumbled a bit down the stairs as the phantom lover worked his cock with enthusiasm. Clearly, Casey wasn’t hindered by Stell’s shield. He knew enough about the magic to know that women’s influence over a man was stronger after they had sex. It could be that since Casey had already fucked him, she had just as much influence as Stell.

Taking a shower was an interesting experiment. He knew he wasn’t allowed to touch himself, but of course, he had to wash his cock. He reached for himself with the intent only to try and wash, but of course, with the phantom stimulation still going, there was no way he could touch himself without causing more pleasure.

He ultimately opted to just some of the liquid soap onto his cock, let it sit for a few seconds, then use the detachable shower head to hose himself off. It was a hell of a task, given that even the water added stimulation. He had to turn it onto the needle spray and angle it just right so it was more uncomfortable than pleasurable.

And the phantom girl just would not quit! He edged at least three more times, despite his attempts to distract from the sensations by scrubbing the rest of his skin very vigorously. Worse, the mouth and hands working him went gradually faster the whole time. By the time he stepped out of the shower, stumbling as the pleasure made him shake, the phantom girl was already sucking and stroking him twice as fast as when he started!

He got barely five steps from the bathroom door before he edged again, and stumbled to his hands and knees. “Oh fuck…” he gasped. This was just too much! The spell wasn’t as overwhelming as the joint tease from last night, but after hours of teasing with barely any breaks all morning, after sex with Stell, he was about at his limit!

“Please stop!” he hissed, teeth grit, eyes squeezed shut. “Please!” The phantom girl ignored him, and instead picked up the pace. She was practically pistoning her hands and mouth on his helpless cock. He let out a cry and rolled onto his back. The sensations followed his cock perfectly, not slipping up even once, and he edged hard once more. “No more!”

“Pathetic,” came a voice. Devin jumped and gasped and looked up to see Brandy looming over him. He’d been so caught up in the throws of his pleasure, his moans had covered up her footsteps. Or she’d just floated.

“B-Brandy!” he gasped. Then he corrected himself. “M-miss Brandy! Please, help!”

Brandy clucked her tongue, then leaned over, giving him an ample view of her bosom. Devin’s eyes widened and he bucked as he immediately edged again. He writhed at her feet, teased by the mere sight of her.

“You are the weakest man I’ve ever met,” she said. “It’s been less than twenty-four hours, and you’re already pleading for mercy. From me of all people. If this little bit of teasing so far is all it takes to break you, you’re not even worth my time.”

Devin whimpered, but he couldn’t stop himself from feeling a tiny spark of hope that that would mean Brandy would actually ignore him from now on.

Brandy snorted. “Don’t get your hopes up. Even a weakling has some use. But if I’m not allowed to just pin you to the wall and leave you there, then I’ll be damned if the other girls get to have you to themselves.”

She flicked a finger at Devin, and an invisible force pulled his limbs spread eagle, binding him there. His entire body was frozen, leaving him only able to blink, breath, and twitch his cock. She stepped over his body, turning and straddling him, a foot on either side of hips. She eyed his cock and hmphed, then made a brushing-aside motion of her hand. The phantom mouth and hands faded away.

“A basic spell for a basic bitch,” she chided. “The women in this Queendom are all such simpletons with their magic.”

Devin looked up at her pleadingly. His cock was still aching from that last spell. He wasn’t ready for more. With his jaw locked, he pleaded to her with his thoughts, but his mental cries for mercy, for even just five minutes to cool off, fell on deaf ears.

“I wasn’t planning on fucking you for a good while yet, but seeing as Casey and Stell just went full slut on you, I have no choice but to do likewise,” she said. “Otherwise, the balance of power between our little arrangement will be lopsided in their favor, and I won’t have that.” She started sliding off her clothes. Already barefoot, all she had to remove was her skimpy top and short-shorts. Devin’s eyes widened as the proud Victorian brazenly bared herself. Her pussy was shaven clean, and her breasts were huge, but still perky. His cock jerked just from the sight of her!

She smirked down at him, enjoying the effect her body had on him. Even in a world without Sex Magic, Brandy would have doubtless had men throwing themselves at her feet. The thought that she was about to fuck him made his head spin.

She leaned down and gave him a stern look. “Understand that if my hand wasn’t being forced, you’d never even be allowed the privilege of seeing my bare breasts so soon, much less be allowed to touch me.” Then she stood tall, put her hands her hips, and unleashed her aura point blank on his cock.

Devin had thought he had learned what a Hard Attack was with Casey last night. He’d had no idea. Even as she’d pushed his cock to a level of tension beyond human limits, she had to have been holding back. Because what Brandy now made him feel made Casey’s spell feel like a lover’s gentle caress.

His entire penis went dark purple as all the blood in his body tried to cram itself into his organ. The veins bulged like steel cords. The pain was absolutely excruciating, both physically and mentally. For a moment, he felt like he was on the verge of death. This was a Hard Attack designed to kill a man. There was no other way to describe it. All thought was erased from his mind except for the absolute, soul-crushing, madness-inducing need to be touched, to fuck, to spray his seed. All feeling in his body seemed to go numb, as the nerves in his penis became so sensitive, it washed out all other sensory input. His penis felt harder than diamond, quivering with so much tension it was actually vibrating like a sex toy!

He wasn’t even aware that she was riding him. He only knew that in the midst of the unbearable pain of need, he felt the sensation of warm, wet flesh envelope him, and then pleasure surged through him like a hurricane. His entire being seemed to exist only inside his cock, which was now experiencing the most divine pleasure a human couldn’t even imagine, as though every nerve in his penis was being caressed and kissed by the hands and lips of a goddess.

At some point, the sensations ended. Slowly, slowly, thought returned to his mind and feeling returned to the rest of his body. He was no longer bound by the Magic, but he felt so utterly drained, he couldn’t even lift his head.

Eventually he noticed voices. Some girls were yelling. Someone was cradling his head in her lap as she yelled.

“—trying to fucking kill him?” said the girl holding him. Stell? Was that Stell?

He heard the voice of Brandy. “Oh, please. Every woman in Victoria is trained in the erotic arts beyond the simple pranks and tricks you hicks and freaks learn. Do you really think, knowing what we do to men in my country, that I wouldn’t know how to keep a man alive and sane through that level of stimulation? From the moment we gain our Magic, we are shown how to keep a man safe through anything we do to him.”

“I could feel him dying!” said Stell. “Good Goddess! We don’t put men through that much pain even to power our wildest transformations!”

“He was never dying,” said Brandy, sounding exasperated. “I had a complete grasp on his essence. You have to put a barrier between the mind and the flesh to prevent a total shut down when you get that intense.”

“Why would you ever go that intense?”

“It toughens them up, makes them more resilient. He should be able to handle what we do to him better now. A Fresh Boy from such a super-coddling town wasn’t going to last a week in this House with us, not even with you being all sweet on him.”

“That’s actually really fascinating,” came another voice. “I had no idea such techniques existed.” It took Devin a second to recognize Mars. Mostly because her statement had actually held some level of emotion beyond a robotic monotone.

“You’re welcome,” said Brandy.

“Fuck off,” said Stell with a near growl.

“Well, next time you decide to go Terminatrix like that, can you at least warn us?” Casey this time. “I completely drenched my bed! I would have gotten in the bathtub first!” She paused. “We know you’re awake, Devin. You can open your eyes.”

The destroyed young man groaned softly, his eyes fluttering open. It took a second to focus his vision. “F-f-fuck…” he croaked.

Stell was looking down at him, her face a combination of concern and anger. “I will claw her eyes out for you. Just give me the word.”

“Spare me, monkey-girl,” said Brandy. She was standing ten feet away, her arms crossed under her still-bare bosom. She looked as regal in her bearing as ever, despite her nudity and a bit of feminine wetness still glistening along her thighs.

His head was in Stell’s lap, cradled between her hands. Her monkey tail was curled forward to lay across his chest, as if to comfort or protect him. Casey and Mars were kneeling to either side of him his legs.

He dared to look down at his cock, which was still rock hard and throbbing, but otherwise looked completely normal. His balls ached, but he had a feeling they should be hurting a lot worse than they were.

“H-how long… were we …” he said.

“Five minutes,” Brandy replied. “I must confess, your energy was far more delectable than I anticipated. I came quite hard.”

Casey shook her head, half-grinning. “Christ, we all did! You were pouring out so much energy, the whole fucking neighborhood probably came!”

Mars glanced up towards the ceiling. “Speaking of which, I’m pretty sure someone called the cops on us.” She stood back up, brushing down her skirt. “I’ll go take care of it.” With that, she left.

Devin forced himself to sit up, though Stell kept a hand on his back to steady him. “It felt like… forever…”

Brandy smirked again. “And I didn’t even use a Time Warp.”

Devin could hear Stell grit her teeth. The Fantasian got to her feet next to him. Before she could pounce on the Victorian, though, Casey cut in.

“Okay, both of you calm down,” she said. “I do not want my aunt coming home to a destroyed house.”

Stell’s hands curled into little fists, but she managed to keep herself from lunging at the blonde. Brandy just looked down her nose at the shorter girl, unimpressed as ever.

“Are you okay, Devin?” said Casey, giving him a wary look.

Devin glanced between the three girls, before his eyes settled on Brandy. “I don’t know.” He shakily got to his feet, Casey and Stell helping him up.

“You’re fine,” said Brandy.

“That’s for him to decide!” Stell retorted.

Devin swallowed hard and looked Brandy in the eye. Despite everything, it was an effort for him not to let his eyes wonder over her supermodel body. “I think you were saying something about toughening me up?” he said slowly.

“I did,” she said. “And it’s true. As full as your balls are right now, you wouldn’t have been able to stand up straight just ten minutes ago.”

His balls did ache. In fact, they were swollen taught, looking like all it would take is a firm tap to make them burst like a small balloon. But somehow, he was able to take it; the pain wasn’t ignorable, but he was able to just tough it out. He nodded, then bowed his head. “Th-thank you, Miss Brandy.”

Stell gawked at him. Casey’s eyebrows raised. Brandy nodded, saying, “Your welcome.”

“Seriously?” said Stell, giving him an incredulous look.

He turned and bowed to her. “Thank you, Stell. For your shield earlier, and for trying to protect me.”

He turned to Casey. “Thank for you letting me cum before.”

“Woah, I think you did break him!” said Casey, though she was grinning again.

Devin shook his head. “No, look, I get it, I’m the house bitch. I’m your plaything, your servant. You’re all so powerful, so beautiful, and you’ve all got something to prove. You’ve all had your turn with me, you’ve each planted your flag or whatever. I know this isn’t about me, I’m just the cock thrown into the middle of your little pissing contest. But now that you’ve each made your mark with me, can we just call it a truce now? For real?”

The three girls exchanged glances with a mutual frown. But then, they all took a breath and relaxed their stances.

“I will if they will,” said Stell.

“Hey, I just want to have fun,” said Casey.

Brandy grabbed her clothes and got dressed. “As you said, we are even now. I won’t use such an intense technique on you again.”

Devin let out a breath. “Okay, good. Now, if I can beg one last favor off you?” The three girls looked at him curiously. He bowed his head again. “Will you please, please, please leave my cock alone for the rest of the day?”

Stell smiled, Brandy rolled her eyes, and Casey smirked. “Fine,” said Casey, patting his shoulder. “I think you’ve earn a break.”

“Thank you,” he said.

“Sure,” she said. But you’re still not allowed to pop off until tomorrow.”

“I know.” Devin watched the girls go, meeting Stell’s eyes as she gave him a lingering look from the stairwell. She smiled reassuringly at him, and he nodded back.

Then he went to bed, and despite how much his blue balls ached and how much his cock throbbed, he promptly fell into a dreamless sleep.

END BOOK ONE