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A Delicate Balance
by
Carmenica Diaz
Part 17: Touch!
All the guests had arrived and Candace was quite pleased with the proceedings. It was obvious that all guests were stunned by the centrepiece and she enjoyed observing the shocked and titillated expressions on their faces.
All the reactions were quite different.
The men were embarrassed and a little humiliated as they knew their wife, girlfriend or partner was openly staring at the erect phallus on display and, of course, silently comparing sizes.
And, all of the males knew they would, in that comparison, come off second best.
The women could not take their eyes of that pulsing, erect cock! Some even licked their licks, a gesture that Candace found to be quite amusing.
One thought echoed in the minds of the female guests as they openly stared at William’s cock! It was huge and such a symbol of male power and yet it was subdued and controlled by the powerful Candace Bergman!
They admired Candace even more for doing things they dared not!
Of course, all of the straight women wondered what it would feel like to have that monstrous cock sliding inside them, filling them while they raked that oiled muscular body with their fingernails.
Maybe, many women imagined, he would fuck me from behind and while impaled on that fat cock, he would grab a handful of my hair and pull!
Candace noticed there was not as much conversation as usual as the women were all a little preoccupied.
Under his hood, confused mind spinning, William listened to the noise of the party and wished his cock would subside.
Why am I so hard?
As he strained against his bonds, William wished over and over again he wasn’t embarrassing himself so blatantly!
Why won’t it go down?
It was a puzzle to poor William as the chemicals raged within his bloodstream, keeping his cut, enlarged cock rigid and pulsing!
On open display, like a circus animal!
The small group finished one piece of music, tunes William had not heard before while he listened to every sound, trying to understand what was happening to him.
He knew, of course, he was bound naked in a room and that people were walking around him.
Men and women!
At various times, he heard female voices whisper comments about his body, his muscles and, of course, his cock!
‘It’s so huge, isn’t it?’
‘Puts Henry to shame.’
‘Puts all men to shame, darling!’
The female giggles vibrated within William and his cock pulsed with every pounding beat of his chemically stimulated heart.
‘He’s so hard,’ another woman murmured.
Another woman is looking at my cut cock!
Since Ms Bergman had circumcised him, William felt more exposed, more visible!
William strained against his bonds at every movement, every sound, trying to decipher who was looking at him while his rippling muscles gleamed with sweat!
Proudly, Candace watched William, relishing every movement, every tiny struggle.
Everyone was enthralled!
Jason Harridan, William’s stepfather stood to one side, sipping his drink and staring at the exhibit that was his step-son. Sweat formed on his forehead and he wondered what Candace would do next.
As a true sadist, Jason Harridan wanted to see pain and struggling as well as fear in the eyes of his victim.
As he stared at the changes Candace had performed on his step-son, Harridan had a twinge of regret. He felt no sadness at suggesting to Candace that his annoying step-son would be an ideal candidate for her next artistic endeavour.
Mo, his one regret was about William’s mother!
I should have brought his mother! I should have forced Elsie to see her son like this!
Jason Harridan’s cock grew hard in the trousers of his dinner suit.
An intense tremor of sexual excitement rippled through his overweight body as he wondered if Bergman would take Elsie and do unspeakable things to her!
I’d pay to watch!
The truth was, Jason Harridan was growing tired of Elsie. She was, in his opinion, constantly moaning about her vanished son. It disturbed his peace and quiet.
No, he thought, something has to be done about Elsie!
While Jason Harridan dreamed of his wife in pain, everyone watched the naked male in the centre of the room and stared at his cock while trying to maintain an air of social ease.
Williams’s chest, arms, buttocks and legs rippled with oiled muscles. Completely hairless, his body shining under the ceiling lights and his cut cock rigid! So large, so thick and moving slightly in time with William’s pounding pulse. It was so arrogantly erect and jutting over plump balls that were now the size of small apples!
Candace was so proud of her work of art that William had become.
A gloriously gleaming tableau in the classical tradition that could be entitled Subjugated Male!
His male arrogance had been ripped away, his body modified and now he was revealed as a throbbing, gasping slave who would do whatever anyone wanted! Humiliated and exposed, he was so vulnerable that he was blindly offering his pulsing sex to a group of strangers.
Helpless!
And the sight of such a helpless male made many of the women moist!
They stared at his gleaming prick and wanted it!
Every woman at the party desperately wanted it!
Some more than others!
Especially the young woman in the black and white dress who sawed at her cello in a manner similar to fevered masturbation.
Candace beckoned Mai Ling who hurried to her.
‘Yes, Ms Bergman?’
‘Please inform the orchestra the moment has arrived to cease playing.’
Mai Ling hurried to the small ensemble and frowned at them.
‘You stop now!’ Mai Ling barked.
The musicians stumbled to a close and the sudden silence was emphatic.
The male members of the band avoided looking at the woman with the cello. Of course, they were embarrassed that a naked man with a stiff erection was on display but it was more than that.
How could they seduce the cellist when she had seen such a massive cock?
That pulsing cock put theirs to shame and they felt woefully inadequate. All they wanted to do was leave, to get away from that huge penis so they could pretend that size did not matter.
One look into the eyes of every woman at the social gathering proved that size did matter!
And, it mattered a lot!
Candace signalled Elaine to introduce her.
Elaine nodded to the lightning people and the room was suddenly plunged into darkness. The audience reacted with gasps and then more exclamations as a bank of spotlights cast a golden circle of light over the tableau.
More murmurs and exclamations and, suddenly, one high pitched feminine giggle.
Elaine stepped forward into the pool of light and said firmly, ‘ladies and gentlemen, our host tonight requires no introduction!’
She paused and waited while people nodded in the darkness.
Elaine knew the speech by heart as Candace had forced her to rehearse over and over again until she could deliver each word exactly as Ms Bergman required.
Attention to detail was a particular creed of Ms Bergman!
‘Ms Bergman is a woman of substance and creativity this city has never seen before and will not see again. Not only commercially successful, she is also on the edge of art and creative expression. Without fear or favour, Ms Bergman experiments and pushes the boundaries of artistic endeavour. Ladies and gentlemen, please greet your host, Candace Bergman!’
Elaine quickly stepped back into the darkness as Candace strolled into the centre of the lights.
The audience was deathly silent and Candace smiled at the inky blackness beyond the circle of light. William strained against his bonds as he sensed the evil bitch, that woman who had done this to him was close!
Was that her perfume?
‘Achieving the perfect work of art,’ Candace said clearly, her voice ringing through the darkness ‘is a delicate balance between life and eroticism! Observe,’ she said, gesturing back at William. ‘Observe how easily the male is subjugated, how easily controlled!’
She moved closer to William and her fingers trailed down his glistening chest to hover near his straining cock.
Every woman in the watching audience held their breath as they silently willed Candace to touch it, to hold that straining cock!
‘This was not a naturally submissive male,’ Candace said, her red fingernail lightly scraping William’s taut stomach. ‘He was arrogant and so sure of his masculinity and now...’
Her finger was as light as a feather as it lazily traced the cut head of William’s staring cock.
A guttural moan escaped William’s lips and he tossed his hooded head back as his entire body quivered with lust.
Please! Please keep touching me! Please! I need to come!
‘I’m sure the ladies will recognise a man in desperate need of release.’
There were a few small female titters in the darkness.
‘He is desperate! Can’t you tell?’ Candace asked, one eyebrow raised as she pointed at William’s staring cock.
The cellist stood by herself in the corner. The male members of the musical group had vanished and were in the kitchen trying to erase the memory of William straining and his massive cock from their young minds. For the rest of their insignificant lives, those young men would always feel sexually inadequate.
But, the young woman in the black and white dress, the cellist with the disturbingly wet panties, stood on the edge of the circle of light and stared at that huge cock as it pulsed like a thick snake dancing to some silent rhythm.
‘But this, my friends,’ Candace said, ‘is only the first part of the tableau. The second part will be in a matter of minutes when someone, a person from the audience will win the right to step into this erotic tableau and touch it!’
The audience united as one with a shocked gasp and sudden intake of breath.
‘And I wonder,’ Candace smiled, ‘who will it be? And, more importantly what part of this fine young man’s body will they touch?’
Candace waited until the excited murmurs subsided before continuing.
‘As you can see,’ Candace said, ‘Elaine has placed a ballot box near the tableau. If you wish to be the person chosen to touch the exhibit under my guidelines, then you must put a piece of clothing in the box. The opening is narrow so,’ Candace said with a smile, ‘I suggest that intimate apparel is the only satisfactory ballot! I will judge and, in thirty minutes, a winner will be selected. Then, you can all watch that person touch my exhibit.’
The lights suddenly came up and the audience were left blinking sheepishly at each other.
Candace leaned close to William, so close her red lips with mere inches from the ear holes in the hood.
‘Soon, William,’ she said huskily, ‘someone will touch you! Just as you want!’
Chuckling, Candace walked away from the exhibit and sat in a comfortable leather armchair in the corner where she could watch the ballot.
‘Your cocktail, Ms Bergman,’ Mai Ling said, placing the glass on the table in front of her.
‘Thank you. You have locked the rest rooms?’
‘Yes, Ms Bergman. No one can go in for thirty minutes as you said.’
‘Excellent,’ Candace said. ‘That means I will have something very interesting to watch as they remove an article of clothing for the ballot!’
'Only panties fit, Ms Bergman,' Mai Ling said, stating the obvious.
Candace smiled but did not say anything.
It would be an interesting evening.
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Story continues in Part 18 – to be published soon.
Carmenica Diaz
The story up to part 9 available as a downloadable PDF file at my home page or can be read on-line in its entirety here and at my homepage where each instalment is now published first.
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