The Book Club--I Robot

The Book Club--I Robot

AgingAthlete1953@protonmail.com

------------------------------------------------------------ Totally fictitious, any names, places, etc. purely coincidental. Straight, gay, lesbian, BDSM, chastity it's all here. Fourth chapter in 'The Book Club' series.

If you are enjoying this series, please consider a donation to Nifty. ------------------------------------------------------------ "Good morning, Jack!" Lisa said brightly, looking up from her coffee as her husband padded over to the coffee bar, naked as a jaybird except for the large chastity belt encircling his waist. He poured himself a cup and then went over to sit next to his wife, wondering to himself if she was in a good mood--it seemed like it, so he went for it.

"Do you think I might get this off today, it's been a week," he said plaintively, looking hopefully at his wife as he sipped his coffee.

Her voice was soft and thoughtful, with a hint of determination. "Yes, I do believe that can be arranged," she said, her eyes glancing towards the newly installed grooming room equipment. It was a welcome improvement to the old area, which had been in desperate need of an upgrade. The scent of fresh wood and metal lingered in the air as she spoke. "And you are certainly due for some much-needed attention," she added with a gentle smile.

"I knew there was a catch," he sighed, "but will I get a release if I behave?"

"Of course, but you need to know that I am bringing on a relative of Maria's to help her with her duties. She's from Mexico and does not speak a word of English." Oh great, thought Jack, another matron in the house--Maria was at least sixty years old and had been with Lisa even before they married. Lisa had been looking at her laptop, but now she closed it and stood up. "I have to get some work done, so let me show you the new equipment and get you ready for Maria."

"Sounds fine to me," Jack said as he stood and followed his wife out the door to the patio. The new grooming room was on the other side, facing the pool. Jack could see already that the retractable blinds that had covered the large windows facing the pool area were open for the first time in weeks. As they went in Jack marveled at how different it was from the old area. The room was very sleek and modern, the wall opposite the windows was curved and fitted with panels that went from floor to ceiling and the floor was paved with large, polished stone tiles. Then Jack realized something, "Where's the table?" he asked, "Is it behind those panels?"

Lisa chuckled and then said, "Hilda, open the storage panels."

A sultry woman's voice, which Jack thought sounded a bit like Marilyn Monroe, answered: "Yes Domina, as you wish" as the panels slid silently upward into slots in the ceiling.

Lisa looked at Jack and smiled, "It's AI controlled and I do not know why Herr Engerschwanz named it 'Hilda', but it is what it is." Behind the panels were lighted counters with mirrors, various brushes, combs, shampoo, and other grooming items, a sink and storage drawers.

Then Jack blurted out, "But the table, where's the table?"

"Oh darling, that's the best part. Hilda, Jack is ready to be groomed."

A loud clicking sound followed by whirring was heard as Jack saw a large circular panel mounted in the ceiling slide open like a camera iris. Then a framework of some kind lowered down out of the hole and stopped just above the floor. Jack could immediately tell that it was some sort of chair/sling combination with what looked like a pair of handlebars, two foot pads and some sort of padded bolster. Each was attached to an articulated arm reaching down from the ceiling.

"OK Jack, stand here, put your feet on those pads and grab those bars," Lisa instructed.

"Oh no, I am NOT getting on that thing!" Jack said forcefully.

"Oh really?" Lisa asked, "Your belt is not coming off until you are in it so if you want the belt to stay on then we'll just delay the grooming until you are ready. Pity, I had a wild time planned for you." Then she touched his cheek and ran her finger down his neck and slowly circled a nipple, pausing to pinch it lightly. Jack gasped and immediately turned around and climbed onto the fixture, which moved to accommodate him such that he was held in a bent over posture not unlike being on a horse, the foot pads spreading his legs.

"That's my man!" Lisa said proudly as she pulled the key to his belt from around her neck.

"Domina," Hilda said, "do you wish me to secure him?"

"Yes, yes indeed, otherwise the minute he gets out of his belt he'll be out of here."

Again there was a whirring sound and another articulated arm came down from the ceiling, stopping in front of Jack's face. The end looked like a SCUBA regulator and Jack knew it was pointless to argue, so he opened his mouth and bit down on the rubber part of the device and wondered how it was going to 'secure him'. Then Lisa put her key into his belt and unlocked it, pulling it away from his crotch.

Jack sighed in relief as the belt was removed and then decided to pull out of the mouthpiece. As he started to move his lips from around the flange, he heard a loud horn followed by a sudden suction that drew the mouthpiece tightly into his face, collapsing his cheeks and pulling some air out of his lungs that was not only startling, but slightly painful.

"Master Jack," Hilda said, "please do not attempt to release the mouthpiece until I give you leave." It didn't take Jack long to figure out that if he tried to step off or even let go of the handlebars Hilda would suck the air out him.

Lisa giggled and said, "Well Jack, I really have to get going. I will leave you with Hilda and Maria should be here soon to groom you. Do try to behave, Hilda has other capabilities that you really do not want to test. I'll see you later." She gave him a quick peck to his cheek then cupped his balls and gave them a light squeeze as she turned and left.

Jack didn't know what to think, but figured he might as well try to relax given his predicament--this was not to be. No sooner had Lisa left than the motorized swing that he was in began to move, lifting him upwards, leaning him forward and stopping at table height. Then he heard the door open and Maria say, "Hola, Señor Jones."

"Hello Maria, I guess it's that time again," Jack mumbled around the mouthpiece.

"Señor Jones, esta es mi sobrina, Maya."

"Your niece!" Jack yelled, almost losing his gag and getting a short warning suck from Hilda.

"Si Señor, no te preocupes, ella tiene dieciocho años."

"Eighteen! Jesus Christ, and I imagine she doesn't speak English."

"No Señor, no Inglés," Maria said smiling as she motioned to someone out of Jack's view.

Jack heard soft footsteps approach from behind. A young woman with long dark hair and deep brown eyes came into view, looking at him with a mixture of curiosity and shyness. She was dressed conservatively in a modest blouse and skirt, but Jack could see she had a lithe, graceful figure.

"Hola, Señor" Maya said quietly, averting her eyes from Jack's naked form.

Jack felt his face flush with embarrassment. Here he was, completely exposed and restrained in this bizarre contraption, about to be "groomed" by an 18-year-old girl who didn't even speak English. He squirmed uselessly against his bonds.

Maria spoke rapidly to Maya in Spanish, gesturing at various grooming implements. Maya nodded, her eyes widening slightly as she took in the high-tech room and equipment.

"Okay Señor, we start now," Maria said as she rinsed Jack's backside with a warm, gentle spray from a handheld nozzle. Jack flinched slightly at the sensation of the water on his skin while Maya watched intently as her aunt demonstrated the various grooming tools and techniques.

"Maya, ven aquí," Maria instructed, beckoning the young woman closer. "Ahora, empieza con el jabón." Maya hesitantly approached Jack, a soapy sponge in her hand. Her touch was light and tentative as she began to lather his buttocks. Jack closed his eyes, trying to pretend he was anywhere else. The soft strokes of the sponge were oddly soothing, despite his embarrassment.

"Bueno, bueno," Maria encouraged. "Ahora más bajo"

Jack's eyes flew open as he felt Maya's soapy hands moving down his butt towards his thighs making a muffled sound of protest around the gag. Maya's hands trembled slightly as she continued soaping Jack's lower body. Her cheeks were flushed and she kept her eyes averted, clearly uncomfortable with the intimate task. Jack squeezed his eyes shut again, willing himself to endure the mortifying situation.

"Maya, no tengas miedo," Maria said gently. "Es parte del trabajo."

The young woman took a deep breath and nodded, her movements becoming more confident as she worked. Jack could feel her small hands moving efficiently over his skin, the warm soapy water trickling down his legs. Despite his best efforts to remain detached, he felt himself responding to her touch.

"Ay dios mío," Maya whispered as she noticed Jack's growing arousal.

Maria chuckled. "No te preocupes, es normal. Sigue con el trabajo."

Jack's face burned with shame as Maya continued washing his backside. This was the first time she had ever seen a naked man like this, let alone touched one so intimately. Her hands trembled slightly as she worked the soapy sponge over the curves of his buttocks and down his thighs.

"Muy bien, Maya," Maria encouraged. Maya hesitated, her eyes darting nervously to Jack's stiffly erect penis. Then she moved behind him and her eyes widened as she took in the sight of Jack's exposed balls. Her breath quickened and she felt a strange warmth spreading through her body.

"Adelante, tócalas," Maria told her.

With trembling hands, she gently cupped Jack's testicles, marveling at their weight and texture. Jack let out a muffled groan around the gag, his body tensing at the unfamiliar touch. Maya continued to caress him and now Jack was trying to push his balls into her hand to see if she might get him off. Maya slipped her hand forward, her fingers gently touching his shaft.

"Yesssss..." Jack sighed as Maya's fingertips grazed the tip of his cock.

"No, no, no!" Maria yelled at Maya and the girl pulled her hand away.

"Mmmmpf!" Jack groaned with frustration, he was so close.

"Yo me encargo desde aquí," Maria said, using a towel to dry Jack off.

Maria then trimmed Jack's pubic hair with practiced efficiency, her experienced hands making quick work of the task. Maya watched intently, trying to absorb every detail of the grooming process. Jack's arousal had subsided somewhat, but he still felt acutely aware of every touch. Then Maria applied a dollop of sugar wax to the bottom of Jack's nutsack. Jack knew what was coming and bit hard on his mouthpiece.

Maya was shocked when Maria grabbed the edge of the wax and ripped it off causing Jack to jump.

"Frota un poco de esto sobre ellos," Maria said to Maya as she handed her a bottle of lotion. Maya hesitantly took the bottle, her hands shaking slightly as she squeezed a small amount of lotion onto her palm. She gently began massaging it into the reddened skin at the base of Jack's ball sack, her touch feather-light and uncertain. Jack let out a muffled groan, both from the lingering sting of the waxing and the unexpected tenderness of Maya's caress.

"Más firme," Maria instructed, demonstrating a more assertive motion.

Maya nodded, increasing the pressure of her fingers. Jack let out a muffled groan, his body tensing as the young woman's hands worked the lotion into his scrotum. He could feel himself hardening again, much to his embarrassment.

"Es normal," Maria reassured her niece, noticing Maya's wide-eyed stare at Jack's growing erection. "Continúa."

Maya took a deep breath and continued her work, feeling the heat rise in her cheeks. She was both embarrassed and thrilled to have such intimate access to a man's private parts. As Maya's hands continued to work the lotion into Jack's sensitive skin, he felt his arousal building to an almost unbearable level. The young woman's inexperienced but eager touch was driving him wild. He tried to thrust his hips, seeking more friction, but the restraints held him firmly in place.

Maria watched with amusement, shaking her head at Jack's futile attempts to find release. "Ay, Señor Jack, you know better," she chided gently. Maya looked up at her aunt, confusion evident in her dark eyes. "¿Qué pasa, tía?" she asked softly.

Maria explained in rapid Spanish, causing Maya's eyes to widen in understanding. The young woman's hands slowed their ministrations, now more tentative as she realized the effect she was having on Jack.

Jack let out a frustrated groan around the gag, his body trembling with need. Maya's gentle touch was exquisite torture, bringing him to the edge but never quite enough to push him over. He could feel her inexperienced hands exploring his most sensitive areas with a mix of curiosity and hesitation.

"Muy bien, Maya," Maria said approvingly. "Ahora, vamos a limpiarlo."

Maya nodded, reaching for a warm, damp cloth. She began to gently clean Jack's genitals, her touch feather-light as she wiped away the excess lotion. Jack shuddered, his cock twitching with each delicate pass of the cloth.

"Cuidado," Maria warned as Maya's hand brushed dangerously close to Jack's straining erection. The young woman's inexperienced but eager touch was driving him wild. He tried to thrust his hips, seeking more friction, but the mouthpiece held him firmly in place. Maria watched with amusement, shaking her head at Jack's futile attempts to find release.

Maya looked up at her aunt, confusion evident in her dark eyes. "¿Qué pasa, tía?" she asked softly. Maria explained in rapid Spanish, causing Maya's eyes to widen in understanding. The young woman's hands slowed their ministrations, now more tentative as she realized the effect she was having on Jack.

"Está bien, Maya," Maria said softly. "Ya terminamos aquí."

Maya nodded and stepped back, her cheeks flushed as she averted her eyes from Jack's straining erection. She felt a confusing mix of embarrassment and excitement, her body tingling with unfamiliar sensations.

"All done, Señor Jack," Maria announced, patting his backside.

"OK, Domina, está completo," Maria said to Lisa, who was in the kitchen fixing herself some tea.

"Thanks Maria."

Lisa went into the grooming room where Jack was secured. She started laughing and it startled him as he had been desperately wagging his ass back and forth trying to get some stimulation to his cock and balls by slapping them against his thighs.

"Lisa please, will you please let me get off? I'm dying, I'm just so horny."

"Yes, Jack," she said matter of factly, "that was the plan," then she brushed her fingertips lightly across the bottom of his sack.

"Smooth as a baby's bottom, just the way I like them."

Jack grunted and Hilda popped the mouthpiece out with a puff of air. His cock was rock hard as he stepped out of the fixture.

"I've got a surprise for you, come into the bedroom."

When they got to his bedroom he saw an open box on the bed.

"I contacted Herr Engerschwanz a few weeks ago after we had Book Club at Jake's apartment. He went to work and here it is!" she exclaimed proudly.

"Oh god no," Jack whined, "not another cage!"

"Not just ANY cage, Jack, this is special."

"Of course it is," Jack agreed dejectedly, "You know that guy's dad was a Nazi Stormtrooper."

"Don't be silly," Lisa chided, "come here and let's get it on you."

"Why? I've been good all week? I've done exactly what you told me to do, why am I being punished?"

"Well Jack," she explained, "the only reason you've been good is because either I or one of my people has watched you like a hawk. You've also been belted every night, so right now your balls are about ready to burst, aren't they?"

"Yes, yes they are. Why can't we make love, I really need to you know. Shit, at this point I'll even take a hand job from Maria."

"Now Jack," she cautioned, "don't forget who you are talking to. I know it's just your balls, well, my balls, talking, but remember how I let you bang me a week ago? What did I tell you then?"

Jack looked at the floor, he knew she had him. The lovemaking session she gave him had been, well, exceptional. They had a great meal, champagne, danced on the patio and then made torrid love, multiple times. Then Lisa had told him that would be it until after Book Club.

"OK, you got me, put it on," he said as he spread his legs and put his hands behind his head.

Lisa reached into the box and pulled out something Jack had never imagined. It looked like a polished metal jockstrap, not a cock cage. Jack couldn't tell where the lock was let alone how it went on, it looked like one smooth band of brightly polished metal with a huge metal pouch attached at one side and what looked to be a metallic hook of some sort at the other. His rock-hard erection quickly deflating at the sight of it.

"This is the latest technology, Jack, completely controlled from an app on my watch."

She held up her wrist and tapped the face. Jack heard a small click and the metal band snapped open followed by a whirring noise and what looked to be compartments of some sort opened at the back of the seamless pouch.

Lisa pulled the band apart. "Stand still Jack," she said as she put the band around his waist. Then she fitted his nads into the pouch and pushed the end of the hook into his ass before snapping the band closed. As soon as she snapped it shut he felt something grabbing onto his cock and balls, like fingers or snakes or something. Simultaneously, the part that she had pushed into his butthole lengthened and he felt it pressing against his prostate as if a snake had crawled up there.

He jumped back, but it was too late, the thing was tightly affixed to his body like a second skin.

"Let's see," Lisa said, looking at her watch, it looks like we're still paired. She tapped the watch and suddenly Jack felt like ants were crawling on his balls. He instinctively grabbed the bottom of the metal pouch and tried to pull it off.

"Arrrrgggghhh!" he screamed as powerful shocks were delivered to his crotch and ass, causing him to fall to the floor, curled up in agony.

"Oh Jack," Lisa cautioned, "don't do that."

It took him a minute to recover and then he cried, "Please Lisa, don't do this to me!"

"Sorry Jack, you know I am leaving tomorrow and I don't want you playing with yourself until after I get back on Friday for Book Club."

"But why couldn't you just put me in one of my other cages?" he whined.

"Well, I could have, but then there's the key thing and this I can control from wherever I am and it also tracks you. Since you will be helping Nathan for the next two days this will guarantee there is no monkey business. If it is any consolation to you, I paid close to half a million dollars for this belt and it is the only one of its kind in the world. Now get dressed for dinner."

Jack was ready to cry, but he knew that it wouldn't do any good. This last week had been hell for him because once again he had turned over to Lisa's personal trainer, Melissa, who began a bootcamp week with him that had only ended a few hours ago when he was groomed by Maria.

The training that Melissa put him through was always intense. He pretty much spent the week wearing only a jockstrap and at night he slept restrained spread-eagled and naked to his bed. Each morning Melissa would come in and wake him with an hour long ball massage, his morning wood achingly erect until she let him loose so he could pee. Like before, the daily routine had been murder, but Jack was starting to lose his boyish 20-something slimness for the chiseled cut of an athlete.

After dinner each night he read "I Robot" by Issac Asimov, which was the reading for the upcoming Book Club.

Maria had laid out clothes for him, and he was surprised to see it was his tux, so he put it on and then went to the dining room. The huge table was set for what he liked to call "fancy dinner". That meant three glasses, seven or eight pieces of silver, multiple plates, the whole shebang. He did notice that his place, instead of being at the far end of the table from Lisas, was set right beside her chair. He only had to wait a few minutes until his wife appeared. She was wearing her red De La Renta evening gown and just looked ravishing, but he knew nothing was going to happen but a good dinner. He decided to man-up and just go with the flow.

"You look beautiful, Lisa" he said sincerely.

"And you too, Jack, I just love you in your tux," she said, straightening his bow tie and kissing him.

I've given Maria the night off and brought in outside help for dinner, go ahead and sit down."

Jack held her chair for her and then sat down. She rang a small bell and the door from the kitchen opened and a large man in a chef's uniform appeared holding a bottle of wine.

"Good evening, Mademoiselle and Monsieur, I am Chef André and I will be not only cooking for you, but serving as well. I was instructed to prepare steaks as I was told that it was Monsieur's favorite."

Jack was impressed, Lisa was really going all out for his last night before her trip, especially since it would not include a romantic interlude. He had already gotten used to the new belt, which he had named Alien after the face hugging creature in the movies, except this was some sort of robot wrapped around his cods. They finished dinner and Lisa put him to bed.

"Jack, you can take a pee with Alien on," and she giggled at the name he chose for it, "and you can take a poo, but for that I'll need to tell it." He climbed into his bed and spread out so that Lisa could secure him. "Oh baby, you don't need to be secured while you have 'Alien' on, so get a good nights rest. It does need to recharge though, but there's a coil under the bed that takes care of that."

Then she kissed him hard, shoving her tongue deep into his mouth. He squirmed and moaned and then she pulled away. "I am just going to set the cage for 'night tease', sleep well."

As she walked towards the door Jack yelled, "Wait, what is 'night tease'?"

"Oh, you'll find out," she said as she flipped the light off and closed his bedroom door.

As Jack tried to relax he felt a tingling at the base of his balls and a light, warming sensation. He also felt his dick hardening and then light strokes as if an invisible hand was lightly jacking him off. He squirmed and panted and grew excited at the prospect of getting to cum. Just as he reached the edge it stopped, like it knew exactly when he would blow.

"Ok, I see now, this is going to be hell," Jack thought to himself. Even though he didn't get to come, being stimulated relaxed him and he fell asleep almost immediately. The cage didn't bother him the rest of the night, but as light began to enter his room from the dawn he felt it again, but this time he had his usual morning wood and an intense urge to pee. The machine began to stroke and tickle his swollen nads and he felt a trickle of current at his prostate.

"Well, 'Alien' is certainly giving you a good time, isn't it?"

Jack eyes flew open as he looked pleadingly at his wife who had just appeared in the doorway. "I guess it's time to shut that hard-on down," she said as she tapped her watch. The cage immediately stopped stimulating Jack and instead he felt a sudden, intense cold envelop his junk that caused his erection to deflate and his balls to try to jump up into his belly.

"Yeow!" he cried, arching his back, then Lisa tapped her watch again and the cold receded.

"This thing is just amazing, isn't it?" she said sweetly as Jack jumped up and headed for the bathroom. At that moment Maria appeared at his door with a coffee tray that she set on the table near the window.

"Señor Jones, ¡Pareces un robot con eso!"

"I feel like a robot, a remote controlled robot," Jack said ruefully, staring at Lisa.

They had coffee together and in a few minutes Jack had to poop, as Lisa knew he would--he was as predictable as a clock. She tapped her watch again and the cage made some whirring noises and the probe in his butt retracted so that Jack could take a shit.

"Get a shower and then put on the stuff I laid out for you on the bed," Lisa said as Jack finished. After he dried off he got dressed, a T-shirt, a pair of jeans and some tube socks. The bulge he sported with the belt was eye catching, but not grotesque.

Maria appeared again to say that Nathan had arrived.

"What shoes do you want me to wear?" Jack asked Lisa, noting that none had been laid out.

"Oh, I asked Nathan to loan you a pair of his boots."

They both went out to the main entrance where Nathan was waiting, holding a pair of scruffy work boots.

"Nathan, great to see you again," Lisa said as she embraced the buff workman and gave him a deep-tongued kiss as Nathan held out the boots to Jack.

After Lisa pulled away he turned to Jack who had just finished lacing up the boots. "You look good man, how have you been?" The two shook hands and Jack said, "Just great, Sir, looking forward to working with you again."

"Perfect, let's get going," Nathan said as he grabbed Jack's bag by the door.

"Take care of Jack for me," Lisa said as she kissed Jack goodbye, "I'll see you two Friday."

As Jack climbed into the passenger seat of Nathan's truck, wondering how being 'baby-sat' by Nathan was going to go. He didn't have long to wait.

"We're headed to a custom bookcase job," Nathan explained, "it's a brand new house and unoccupied, so it should go pretty smooth."

It wasn't long before they pulled into on of those fancy, gated communities. Then the driveway of the house they would be putting the shelves in. It was impressive, though not in the same class as the estate that Lisa owned. They worked the entire afternoon before finishing and then packed everything up for the day. Jack was curious to see how Nathan lived and they had barely spoken to each other the whole afternoon.

"You did good, Jack, very helpful. I might have to take you on full-time."

"Thanks Sir, I really enjoy working with you."

It wasn't long before they were headed down a country road and then pulling off a somewhat hidden drive that led back through the dense trees that lined each side of the road. After close to a half-mile the woods opened into large clearing with a huge double-A-frame house dominating the clearing. A separate building to the side had three garage doors, one of which began to open as they approached. Nathan pulled the truck in and Jack noticed that the rest of the space was taken up by a workshop and lumber storage area. After Nathan cut the engine on the truck, Jack hopped out and grabbed his bag from the back seat.

"Let's get a beer," Nathan said as he headed towards the house. When they went in Jack wasn't at all surprised to see that the furnishings could best be described as woodsy masculine. Heavy leather furniture, a bearskin rug, huge stone fireplace, etc.

"Make yourself comfortable," Nathan told Jack as he headed towards the kitchen. He came back with a couple of unmarked brown bottles and handed one to Jack. It was ice cold. "These are brewed by a buddy of mine, triple-hop IPA, probably about 18%."

"Wow," Jack exclaimed as he took a sip, "this is great."

"About this time, Jack," Nathan said as he stood, setting his beer on a side table, "I like to get comfortable."

As he talked he first pulled off his boots and set them neatly beside the chair. Then he stripped off his T-shirt and as he did so, Jack had to suppress a gasp as he had forgotten how ripped Nathan was. Undoing the buttons on his fly, Nathan then slipped off his jeans and revealed the fact that he was wearing an ACE jockstrap as underwear.

"OK Jack," Nathan said as he retrieved his beer, "you're next."

Jack hesitated for a moment, his face flushing with embarrassment. He knew he had no choice but to comply with Nathan's request, given his submissive position. Slowly, he began to remove his clothes, starting with his borrowed work boots. As he pulled off his t-shirt, he felt acutely aware of Nathan's eyes on him, assessing his body.

When Jack got down to his jeans, he paused again, knowing the high-tech chastity device would be fully visible once he removed them. Taking a deep breath, he unbuttoned his fly and slid the jeans down his legs, stepping out of them. Nathan let out a low whistle as he took in the sight of the gleaming metal contraption encasing Jack's groin.

"Well, would you look at that," he said, leaning in for a closer inspection. "Lisa wasn't kidding when she said you were locked up tight. That's some serious hardware."

Jack shifted uncomfortably under Nathan's scrutiny, resisting the urge to cover himself with his hands. "Yes, Sir," he mumbled. "It's, uh, pretty high-tech."

"I'll say," Nathan agreed, circling Jack to view the device from all angles. "And Lisa controls it remotely, right? From her watch?"

Jack nodded, his face burning. "That's right, Sir."

Nathan chuckled. "Well, looks like you're not getting any action this week, buddy. But don't worry, we'll keep you plenty busy."

Jack tried to hide his discomfort as Nathan continued to examine the chastity device. He took another swig of the strong beer, hoping it would help calm his nerves.

"So tell me more about this fancy contraption," Nathan said, gesturing at the metal encasing Jack's genitals. "What all can it do?"

Jack hesitated, not sure how much he should reveal. "Well, um, it has different settings Lisa can control. For stimulation or...punishment," he mumbled, his face flushing deeper.

Nathan raised an eyebrow. "Punishment, huh? Sounds intense." He took a long pull from his beer. "Well Jack, I promised Lisa I'd keep an eye on you this week. Make sure you stay out of trouble." He gave Jack a meaningful look while taking a swig of his beer and said "That includes no trying to tamper with your little friend there."

"Yes Sir, of course."

Nathan set down his bottle and stood up, his muscular frame looming over Jack. "I think it's time we test out that fancy cage of yours."

Jack's eyes widened. "W-what do you mean?"

With a smirk, Nathan pulled out his phone. "Lisa gave me limited access to control `Alien', great name by the way, so let's see what this baby can do."

Before Jack could protest, Nathan tapped the screen and Jack gasped as he felt a sudden tingling sensation emanating from the belt. It started as a gentle vibration but quickly intensified, sending waves of pleasure through his groin. His cock strained against its metal confines as the stimulation increased.

"Oh god," Jack moaned, his legs trembling. He gripped the arms of the chair tightly, overwhelmed by the unexpected sensations as Nathan watched with fascination.

"Impressive," he remarked. "How does it feel?"

"It's...intense," Jack panted. Just as he felt himself approaching the edge of climax, the stimulation abruptly ceased, leaving him aching and frustrated.

"Looks like Lisa's got you trained well," Nathan chuckled. "No release for you."

Jack squirmed uncomfortably, his arousal painfully evident in spite of the belt. "Please Sir," he whimpered, "I really need to cum."

Nathan's eyes glinted with amusement as he looked down at Jack's flushed, desperate face. "Oh, I'm sure you do," he said. "But that's not up to me, is it? Lisa's the one holding the keys - or in this case, the controls."

He tapped his phone screen again and Jack felt a sudden coolness envelop his genitals, causing his arousal to rapidly deflate. He gasped at the abrupt change in sensation.

"There, that should help calm you down," Nathan said with a smirk. "Can't have you getting too worked up on my watch."

Jack slumped in the chair, simultaneously relieved and frustrated. "Thank you, Sir," he mumbled.

Nathan grinned, eyeing Jack's obvious arousal. "Sorry buddy, but you know Lisa was very clear about keeping you locked up tight." He took another swig of beer. "But don't worry, we'll find other ways to keep you...entertained."

Jack squirmed, still reeling from the intense stimulation. "What...what do you mean, Sir?"

"Well, for starters," Nathan said, setting down his beer, "I think it's time we put those new muscles of yours to good use. Drop and give me 30 push-ups."

Caught off guard, Jack hesitated for a moment before complying. He got down on the floor, acutely aware of his nakedness and the metal cage between his legs. As he began the push-ups, he could feel Nathan's eyes on him, assessing his form.

Jack's arms trembled as he finished the last few push-ups, panting heavily.

"Not bad," Nathan remarked, taking another swig of beer. "But I think we can do better. Up on your feet."

Groaning softly, Jack pushed himself up, his face flushed from exertion and embarrassment. He stood at attention, awaiting Nathan's next command.

"Now, let's see 30 squats," Nathan said with a grin. "And I want them deep--ass to grass."

Jack bit back a protest and began the squats, wincing as the chastity belt pulled and shifted with each repetition. The cool metal pressed against his sensitive flesh, a constant reminder of his predicament. Nathan watched approvingly as Jack did the squats, his leg muscles straining with the effort. The metal chastity device glinting in the low light as Jack's body moved up and down.

"Not bad," Nathan remarked. "Now give me 50 jumping jacks."

Jack groaned inwardly but obediently began the exercise, the belt shifting uncomfortably between his legs with each jump.

"Faster," Nathan ordered, his eyes roaming over Jack's body.

By the time Jack finished, he was panting and covered in a light sheen of sweat. His face was flushed from exertion and embarrassment.

"Good boy," Nathan said with a smirk. "I think you've earned a little reward."

Before Jack could respond, Nathan tapped his phone screen again. Instantly, Jack gasped as a wave of intense pleasure suddenly radiated from the chastity device. The sensations were even stronger than before, making his knees buckle. He gripped the back of the chair for support as the stimulation built rapidly.

"Oh god," he moaned, his hips involuntarily thrusting forward. The metal cage prevented his cock from fully hardening, creating an exquisite mix of pleasure and frustration.

Nathan watched with fascination as Jack writhed and panted.

"Impressive little toy Lisa's got you in," he remarked. "How close are you?"

"So close," Jack whimpered. "Please Sir, I need to cum."

Just as Jack felt he was about to reach his peak, the stimulation abruptly ceased. He let out a strangled cry of frustration, his body trembling.

Nathan chuckled. "Sorry buddy, you know the rules," then he glanced at his phone and grinned. "Well, would you look at that. Lisa wants a progress report."

Jack gasped, panting slightly. "What are you going to tell her, Sir?"

Nathan's grin widened. "Oh, I think a picture is worth a thousand words, don't you?" Before Jack could protest, Nathan snapped a photo of him and Jack's eyes widened in alarm. He was acutely aware of how he must look - sweaty, flushed, and trembling with frustrated arousal, the high-tech chastity belt gleaming between his legs.

"Please Sir," he pleaded. "Don't send that to Lisa."

Nathan chuckled. "Too late," he said, tapping his phone screen. "Already done. I'm sure she'll be very interested to see how her husband is faring under my supervision."

Jack groaned, imagining Lisa's reaction to seeing him in such a compromised state. Part of him hoped she would take pity on him and allow him some relief, but he knew that was unlikely.

"Now then," Nathan said, setting his phone aside. "I think it's time we got you cleaned up. Can't have you all sweaty and smelly all evening."

He gestured for Jack to follow him outside.

Jack hesitated, glancing nervously at the door. "Outside, Sir?"

Nathan grinned. "Don't worry, we've got plenty of privacy out here. Come on."

Reluctantly, Jack followed Nathan out onto a spacious back deck. The cool evening air made him shiver, his skin prickling with goosebumps. He instinctively moved to cover himself before remembering it was pointless with the chastity device on full display.

"Over here," Nathan said, leading him to a corner of the deck where a large outdoor shower was installed. He turned on the water, adjusting the temperature. "In you go," he instructed Jack. "Make sure you get nice and clean."

Jack stepped under the warm spray, grateful for the chance to wash away the sweat and grime. As he lathered up, he was acutely aware of Nathan's eyes on him. The other man leaned casually against the doorframe, sipping his beer as he watched Jack shower.

Jack tried to focus on washing himself, the warm water felt good on his skin, but did little to soothe the ache of arousal still thrumming through him. He ran his soapy hands over his chest and arms, careful to avoid touching the chastity device.

"Don't forget your back," Nathan called out. "Here, let me help."

Before Jack could protest, Nathan set down his beer and stepped into the shower. He grabbed the soap and began to lather Jack's back, his strong hands kneading the tense muscles.

Jack gasped at the unexpected contact, his body stiffening. "Sir, I-"

"Relax," Nathan murmured, his breath hot against Jack's ear. "Just enjoying the view." His hands slid lower, cupping Jack's ass cheeks. His breath caught in his throat as Nathan's fingers kneaded the firm muscles.

"Nice and tight," Nathan murmured approvingly. "Lisa's got you in good shape."

Jack remained frozen, unsure how to respond. Part of him wanted to pull away, but another part craved the touch after days of denial. Nathan's hands continued their exploration, sliding around to Jack's hips. His fingers brushed teasingly close to the metal chastity device.

"Such a shame to keep this all locked up," Nathan said, his voice low and husky. "I bet you're aching for release, aren't you?"

"Y-yes Sir," Jack stammered, his face burning with embarrassment and arousal.

Nathan chuckled, giving Jack's ass a firm squeeze before stepping out of his wet jockstrap.

"I won't be needing this," he said as he hung the strap on a hook next to the shower, then "Give my back a scrub, will ya?"

Jack hesitated for a moment, then tentatively began washing Nathan's muscular back. His hands trembled slightly as they moved over the other man's broad shoulders and down his spine. Jack tried to keep his touch clinical and impersonal, but he couldn't help noticing how firm and well-defined Nathan's muscles were under his touch.

Nathan let out a low hum of approval. "That's it, get me nice and clean," he murmured.

As Jack's hands moved lower, he felt his face flush even hotter. Nathan's ass was as sculpted as the rest of him, and Jack found himself mesmerized by the way the water ran in rivulets down the curves of his glutes. Suddenly, Nathan turned around to face Jack. His impressive cock was semi-erect, bobbing slightly as he moved. Putting his hands on jack's shoulders, Jack felt his knees buckle as Nathan pushed down. He sank to his knees on the shower floor, the warm water cascading over both of them. His face was now level with Nathan's impressive manhood, which was rapidly swelling to full hardness.

"I think you know what to do," Nathan said, his voice husky with arousal. You are still my cuck, you know. Well, I guess I should say Lisa's cuck."

The days of denial and teasing had left Jack desperate for any kind of sexual contact. And Nathan's dominant presence was undeniably arousing. Before he could overthink it, Jack leaned forward and took Nathan's cock into his mouth. He heard Nathan let out a low groan of pleasure as he began to suck, his tongue swirling around the sensitive head.

"That's it, good boy," Nathan murmured.

Jack worked Nathan's thick shaft with his mouth, his own cock straining painfully against its metal confines. The taste and scent of Nathan's arousal filled his senses, driving him into a frenzy of lust and desperation. He bobbed his head faster, taking Nathan deeper into his throat. Nathan's hands tangled in Jack's wet hair, guiding his movements.

"Fuck, you're good at this," he groaned. "Lisa's trained you well."

The praise sent a thrill through Jack. He redoubled his efforts, determined to please Nathan. His jaw ached from the stretch, but he didn't care. All that mattered was bringing Nathan to climax.

"That's it, take it all," Nathan commanded, thrusting his hips forward.

Jack gagged slightly but forced himself to relax his throat, allowing Nathan to fuck his mouth as the shower continued to pour warm water over them. As Jack worked Nathan's thick shaft with his mouth, he reached up with one hand to fondle the huge eggs hanging between the man's legs. Nathan's groans of pleasure grew louder, echoing out into the woods. His hands tightened in Jack's hair as he neared his climax.

"Fuck, I'm close," Nathan grunted. "You ready to swallow my load, cuck?"

Jack could only moan in response, his mouth full of Nathan's throbbing cock. He felt Nathan's body tense and his balls rise up, then suddenly his mouth was flooded with hot, salty cum.

Jack swallowed reflexively, struggling to take it all as Nathan continued to pump his hips. After several long moments, Nathan's grip on Jack's hair loosened and he pulled back, his softening cock slipping from Jack's lips. Jack gasped for air, his jaw aching and his own arousal painfully intense.

Nathan looked down at him with a satisfied smirk. "Not bad at all," he said, reaching down to pat Jack's cheek. "You really are well-trained."

Jack remained on his knees, panting slightly. The warm water continued to cascade over them both. "Thank you, Sir."

Nathan turned the water off and then grabbed a towel and gave Jack a quick rubdown with it. Then he dried himself and they returned to the house.

"You know Jack," Nathan said, "nothing has been said about me not plowing your ass."

Jack froze, his heart racing at Nathan's words. He knew he should protest, that this didn't sound like what Lisa had intended when she left him in Nathan's care. But after days of denial and teasing, his body craved any kind of release or stimulation.

"I...I don't know if that's allowed, Sir," Jack stammered, his face flushing.

Nathan smirked, moving closer until Jack could feel the heat radiating from his body. "Lisa didn't specifically forbid it, did she?" he murmured, his hand trailing down Jack's chest. Jack's breath hitched as Nathan's fingers brushed teasingly over the metal chastity device. "But...but I'm locked up," he protested weakly.

"Oh, I think we can work around that," Nathan said with a wicked grin. Then he tapped his phone and with a loud whirring noise the hook in Jack's butt pulled out and slid up into the belt. Nathan pushed Jack over an ottoman as Jack felt a mix of excitement and trepidation as Nathan positioned him. His heart raced as he heard Nathan retrieving something from a nearby drawer.

"Just relax," Nathan said, his voice low and husky. Jack felt cool lube being applied to his exposed hole. He gasped as Nathan's thick finger pushed inside, stretching him open.

"Fuck, you're tight," Nathan growled appreciatively. He worked a second finger in alongside the first, scissoring them to loosen Jack up. Jack moaned, torn between the pleasure of Nathan's finger in his butt and the frustration of his caged cock.

After several minutes of preparation, Jack felt the blunt head of Nathan's cock pressing against his entrance. He tried to relax as Nathan slowly pushed inside, stretching him wide. The burn of penetration quickly gave way to pleasure as Nathan bottomed out.

"God, you feel good." Nathan began to thrust slowly, giving Jack time to adjust to his considerable girth. Jack gripped the ottoman tightly, panting as waves of pleasure coursed through him. The chastity device prevented his cock from fully hardening, creating an exquisite mix of pleasure and frustration.

"Fuck, you're tight," Nathan growled, picking up the pace. His hands gripped Jack's hips firmly as he pounded into him. Jack moaned loudly, pushing back to meet Nathan's thrusts. The angle allowed Nathan to hit his prostate with each stroke, sending jolts of ecstasy through his body. His confined cock ached for release.

"You like that, don't you?" Nathan taunted. "Being fucked like the little cuck you are?"

"Yes Sir," Jack gasped. "Please, harder!"

Nathan obliged, slamming into Jack with increasing frequency. The sound of skin slapping against skin was punctuated by their grunts and moans of pleasure. Jack's entire body trembled with each powerful thrust, waves of ecstasy radiating from his prostate.

"Fuck, I'm close," Nathan growled, his fingers digging into Jack's hips hard enough to leave bruises.

Jack whimpered, desperately craving his own release but unable to achieve it due to the chastity belt. His confined cock throbbed painfully, leaking pre-cum despite its metal prison. With a final, deep thrust, Nathan stilled. Jack felt the other man's cock pulse inside him as he came and Nathan's groan of satisfaction sent a shiver down Jack's spine. After a moment, Nathan slowly pulled out. Jack winced slightly at the feeling of emptiness as Nathan pulled out. He remained bent over the ottoman, panting heavily, his body trembling with unfulfilled need. The chastity device felt impossibly tight around his straining cock.

"Please Sir," he whimpered. "I need to cum so badly."

Nathan chuckled, giving Jack's ass a light slap. "Sorry buddy, you know that's not up to me. Lisa's the one in control, remember?"

Jack groaned in frustration, knowing Nathan was right. He slowly stood up on shaky legs, acutely aware of the cum trickling down his thighs and the pee-hole of the belt.

Nathan grabbed a towel and tossed it to Jack. "Clean yourself up," he instructed. "Then I think it's time we got some sleep. We've got an early start tomorrow."

The next morning, Jack woke feeling sore and frustrated. The events of the previous night replayed in his mind as he showered and got dressed. His cock strained painfully against the unyielding metal of the chastity device, a constant reminder of his predicament.

Nathan was already in the kitchen when Jack came downstairs, sipping coffee and scrolling through his phone. He glanced up as Jack entered, a smirk playing at the corner of his mouth.

"Morning, sunshine," Nathan said. "Sleep well?"

Jack flushed, remembering how he'd tossed and turned most of the night, unable to find relief. "Yes Sir," he mumbled, not meeting Nathan's eyes. Nathan chuckled. "Liar. But don't worry, a hard day's work will take your mind off things." He tossed Jack an energy bar. "Eat up."

At the job site, Jack tried to focus on the task at hand, but found his mind constantly wandering. Every time he bent over or stretched to reach something, he was made aware of the metal belt encasing his genitals. The occasional brush against his jeans sent jolts of sensation through his body.

Nathan seemed to take perverse pleasure in Jack's discomfort. He'd frequently find excuses to brush up against Jack or give his ass a firm squeeze or tap when no one was looking. Each touch left Jack trembling with frustrated arousal.

"Everything alright there, Jack?" Nathan asked with a smirk as Jack fumbled with a screwdriver, his hands shaking slightly as he tried to focus on the task. "I'm fine, Sir," he mumbled, avoiding Nathan's gaze.

Nathan leaned in close, his breath hot against Jack's ear. "You sure about that? You seem a little...distracted." His hand slid down Jack's back, coming to rest on his ass.

Jack's breath hitched. "Please, Sir," he whispered. "Not here."

Nathan chuckled softly. "Relax. No one's paying attention to us. Besides, I kind of like seeing you all flustered. Anyway, it's time to go."

As Nathan pulled up at Lisa's house, he said to Jack, "Look buddy, I know I teased you a lot, but I want you to know that I really like you and think you are a great guy."

"Thank you, Sir," Jack replied, "I appreciate that," then "aren't you coming to Book Club?"

"Nah," Nathan smiled, "I'm not really a `Book Club' kinda guy." Then he noticed Jack undoing the laces on his boots. "Keep the boots Jack. Next week I'm going to ask Lisa if you can help me out again without a belt or cage--we'll fuck like rabbits!"

The grin on Jack's face was ear to ear as he hopped out of the truck. "Take care, Sir, and thanks for everything."

"Most welcome!" Nathan yelled out as he drove away.

As Jack turned towards the door it opened and Lisa emerged, beaming at him. "Welcome home, darling!" she exclaimed, pulling him into a tight embrace. Jack melted into her arms, inhaling her familiar scent.

"I missed you," he murmured against her neck.

Lisa pulled back slightly, her eyes roaming over him appraisingly. "You look good," she said with a smile. "Nathan kept you busy, I see." Her hand trailed down his chest, coming to rest on the bulge of the chastity device beneath his jeans. "And I see my little alien friend is still firmly in place."

Jack squirmed slightly at her touch. "Yes, ma'am," he said softly. "It's been...intense."

Lisa's smile widened. "Oh, I'm sure it has. Nathan sent me some very interesting updates." She leaned in close, her lips brushing Jack's ear as she whispered, "I especially enjoyed the photo of you all hot and bothered after your little workout session."

Jack felt his face flush with embarrassment. "I'm sorry Lisa, it was difficult to be in control around Nathan."

"Shh," Lisa soothed, pressing a finger to his lips. "No need to apologize. I'm glad you and Nathan got along so well." Her hand slid down to press against the bulge of the chastity belt through his jeans. "But I hope you didn't forget who really owns this."

Jack shivered at her touch, his breath catching in his throat. "No ma'am, I didn't forget."

"Good, and having been such a good boy it's time for your reward."

Jack's breath caught in his throat. "Really?" he asked hopefully.

Lisa nodded, her eyes glinting with mischief. "Oh yes. But not quite yet. We have guests arriving soon for Book Club, after all. And I have a special surprise planned for you."

Lisa pulled back slightly, her eyes roaming over Jack's body. "Let's get you inside and cleaned up," she said, taking his hand and leading him into the house. "I want to hear all about your time with Nathan."

As they entered the master bathroom, Lisa began running a bath. Steam filled the air as she added fragrant oils to the water. "Strip for me," she commanded softly.

Jack complied eagerly, removing his clothes until he stood naked before her wearing only the chastity belt.

Lisa's eyes roamed appreciatively over Jack's body as he stripped. "My, my," she murmured. "Nathan certainly kept you in good shape." Her fingers trailed lightly over his chest and abs, making Jack shiver.

"Shouldn't we get `Alien' off me before I get in?"

"No need dear, it's fully waterproof." Jack frowned and slid into the water, sighing as he sank down. The heat soothed his aching muscles, tense from days of manual labor and sexual frustration.

"You relax for a bit, I'm going to go check the preparations with Maria."

Twenty minutes later Maria appeared in the doorway with a bath towel. "Hora de ir, Señor Jack"

Jack climbed out of the tub and dried off after which Maria led him out to the patio to get back onto Hilda. He noticed that the patio furniture had been arranged for Book Club, where he, as usual, was the main attraction. Jack climbed onto Hilda's framework, biting down on the mouthpiece as he settled into position.

"Welcome back, Master Jack," Hilda said as Jack bit down on the mouthpiece. "I hope you had a pleasant time away." He still felt exposed and vulnerable, knowing he would soon be on display for the Book Club members.

It wasn't long before Jack heard "Jack, you look incredible!"

It was Toddy, always first to Book Club. "Oh my, what an interesting new device," Toddy remarked, leaning in to examine the shiny chastity belt encasing Jack's genitals. "Lisa, you simply must tell me all about this marvelous contraption."

Jack heard Lisa's melodious laugh as she joined them on the patio. "All in good time, Toddy dear. Let's wait for the others to arrive first."

Over the next few minutes, the rest of the Book Club members trickled in. Jack could hear their exclamations of surprise and intrigue as they noticed his new predicament. He kept his eyes closed, trying to center himself as the familiar mix of embarrassment and arousal washed over him.

"Welcome, everyone!" Lisa's voice rang out cheerfully. "I hope you've all had a chance to finish 'I, Robot'. We have quite an interesting discussion ahead of us today."

Jack heard the rustle of clothing and clink of glasses as the group settled into their seats around him. He remained still in his suspended position and all eyes were on his exposed body.

"Before we begin," Lisa continued, "I'm sure you've all noticed Jack's new... accessory. This is the latest in chastity technology, designed by the renowned Herr Engerschwanz. It's fully remote controlled and has some very interesting features we'll be exploring throughout the evening."

There were murmurs of interest and appreciation from the group and Jack felt his face flush, knowing he was once again the center of attention. He felt multiple pairs of eyes roaming over his exposed body, lingering on the gleaming metal chastity device. He squirmed slightly in his restraints, face flushing.

"Oh my," Laney exclaimed. "That looks quite intense. How does it work, Lisa?"

Lisa smiled, tapping her watch. "It's all controlled remotely. I can adjust the level of stimulation or punishment with just a few taps."

To demonstrate, she pressed a button on her watch. Jack gasped as a wave of pleasurable vibrations suddenly emanated from the device, making his cock strain against its confines.

"Fascinating," Ian remarked, leaning in for a closer look. "And you say it can punish as well as pleasure?"

"Oh yes," Lisa replied with a wicked grin. She tapped her watch again and Jack let out a muffled yelp as a jolt of electricity zapped through the sensitive skin of his genitals.

"Poor Jack," Toddy cooed, reaching out to stroke Jack's trembling thigh. "It must be so frustrating to be teased like this."

"You have no idea," Lisa chuckled. "He's been locked up for over a week now. Nathan tells me he was quite desperate by the end of his stay." Jack flushed deeper at the reminder of his time with Nathan, memories of their intimate encounters flashing through his mind. His cock twitched futilely in its metal prison.

"Now then," Lisa continued, settling into her chair. "Let's begin our discussion of 'I, Robot'. Who would like to start?"

As the group began debating the themes and implications of Asimov's work, Jack tried to focus on their words. But his mind kept wandering, hyper-aware of his exposed position and the constant presence of the chastity belt. Every so often, Lisa would casually tap her watch, sending jolts of pleasure or coolness through Jack's groin. Then she announced that it was quiz time. Everyone got up from where they were sitting and gathered around Jack.

Lisa started off, "We all know the rules: I'll ask Jack three questions about the book. If he gets them all correct, then he gets a release...if not, well he will not only not get release but a vigorous paddling as well!"

Lisa began the quiz, her voice taking on a more formal tone. "Alright Jack, first question: In 'I, Robot', what are the Three Laws of Robotics?"

Jack took a deep breath, trying to focus his mind despite his compromising position. He spoke carefully around the gag in his mouth:

"Mmph... A robot may not injure a human being or, through inaction, allow a human being to come to harm. A robot must obey orders given to it by human beings except where such orders would conflict with the First Law. A robot must protect its own existence as long as such protection does not conflict with the First or Second Law."

Lisa nodded approvingly. "Very good, Jack. Now for the second question: What is the name of the robopsychologist who appears throughout the book?"

Jack's brow furrowed in concentration. "Dr. Susan Calvin," he answered, his voice muffled but clear enough.

"Correct again," Lisa said with a smile. "Last question, Jack. This one's a bit trickier. In the story 'Liar!', what ability does the robot Herbie possess that causes problems?"

Jack hesitated, wracking his brain. He knew this was crucial - get it right and he might finally get off after days of denial. Get it wrong and he'd face punishment and continued frustration.

"Come on Jack, you know this one," it was Nathan.

Jack's eyes widened in surprise at the sound of Nathan's voice. He hadn't realized the other man was present and the unexpected appearance of him sent a jolt of excitement and anxiety through Jack's body.

Nathan went over to Jack and leaned in, "I'm here for either the punishment or the reward. Let's try for the reward, OK? If it's the paddle you won't be able to walk after I finish."

Jack gulped, then focusing his thoughts, he carefully formed his answer: "Herbie... mmph... could read minds. He...mmff..told people what they wanted to hear, ..mmpf..which caused conflicts."

There was a moment of tense silence as Lisa considered his response. Jack held his breath, heart racing.

Finally, Lisa broke into a wide smile. "Excellent, Jack! You've answered all three questions correctly."

A wave of relief washed over Jack. He sagged slightly in his restraints, letting out a shaky breath.

"Well done, darling," Lisa purred, stroking his cheek. "I think you've earned your reward."

There were murmurs of appreciation and excitement from the gathered Book Club members. Jack felt a mix of relief and anticipation coursing through him. After days of denial and teasing, he was finally going to get release. Lisa tapped her watch and Jack felt the chastity device whir to life. The metal plates shifted and retracted, freeing his aching cock for the first time in days. He gasped as the belt fell off and cool air hit his sensitive flesh.

"My goodness," Toddy exclaimed, eyeing Jack's straining erection. "The poor dear looks ready to burst!"

"Indeed he does," Lisa agreed with a wicked smile. She turned to address the group. "Nathan is going to assist me with the reward, so you'll need to stay with Hilda a bit longer Jack."

Nathan stepped forward, a predatory grin on his face. "My pleasure," he said, his eyes roaming over Jack's exposed body.

Jack shivered with anticipation as Nathan approached. The memory of their encounter at Nathan's house was still fresh in his mind, adding an extra layer of excitement to the moment. Lisa produced a bottle of lube and handed it to Nathan. "Why don't you get him ready?" she suggested with a smile.

Jack felt his heart racing as Nathan moved behind him. He heard the snap of the lube bottle opening, then gasped as Nathan's slick fingers probed his bung hole.

"Still nice and tight," Nathan murmured appreciatively as he worked Jack open. "But I bet you're desperate for something bigger, aren't you?"

Jack could only whimper in response, overwhelmed by sensation after days of denial. Nathan's skilled fingers found his prostate, sending jolts of pleasure through his body. Then Nathan took the bottle and squeezed more lube onto his hand. He reached out and wrapped his fingers around Jack's aching cock, eliciting a muffled groan from the restrained man.

"Damn, you're wound tight," Nathan remarked as he began to stroke Jack's length. His touch was firm and confident, quickly building a steady rhythm. Jack's hips bucked involuntarily, pushing into Nathan's grip.

"Not so fast buddy," Nathan chided as he let go of Jack's dick.

Jack whimpered with frustration as Nathan removed his hand. After so many days of denial, even that brief touch had him teetering on the edge.

"Now, now," Lisa chided gently. "Patience, darling. We're not done with you yet." Then Lisa shed her robe, revealing the fact that she was naked to the appreciative murmurs of the Book Club members.

She nodded to Nathan, who moved to stand in front of Jack. With a wicked grin, Nathan began to strip off his clothes. Jack's eyes widened as Nathan's impressive physique was revealed and his cock, already semi-hard, quickly swelled to full erection as he stroked himself languidly.

"Remember this, Jack?" he asked teasingly as he moved behind the restrained man.

Lisa, taking Nathan's place in front of Jack, slid down underneath him and said "Hilda, drop him down a bit."

"Yes, Domina," the robot replied and dropped Jack down closer to Lisa who now leaned forward and sucked Jack's rock-hard dick into her warm, wet mouth. Jack let out a muffled cry of pleasure, his hips bucking involuntarily. After so many days of denial, the sensation was almost overwhelming.

Nathan who had moved behind Jack, lined himself up. "Ready for me, cuck?" he growled, gripping Jack's hips firmly. Before Jack could respond, Nathan pushed inside him in one smooth thrust. Jack gasped around the gag, his body trembling as he was filled. The dual sensations of Lisa's mouth on his cock and Nathan's thick length stretching him open were almost too much to bear.

Lisa began to bob her head, taking Jack deeper into her throat. Her skilled tongue swirled around his shaft as she sucked him enthusiastically. Jack moaned loudly around his gag, overwhelmed by the intense pleasure after so many days of denial. Meanwhile, Nathan set a steady rhythm, thrusting deep into Jack with each stroke. His hands gripped Jack's hips tightly as he pounded into him.

"Fuck, you feel good," Nathan growled. "So tight for me."

Jack was lost in a haze of ecstasy, caught between Lisa's hot mouth and Nathan's thick cock. Every nerve ending felt like it was on fire. After over a week of frustration and teasing, his body was hypersensitive to every touch and sensation. The Book Club members watched the scene unfold with rapt attention. Some were openly touching themselves or each other, aroused by the erotic display before them.

"Oh my," Toddy gasped, fanning herself with her hand. "This is quite the show."

Jack was beyond caring about their audience. His entire world had narrowed to the exquisite sensations coursing through his body. Lisa's talented mouth worked his aching cock while Nathan's powerful thrusts sent waves of pleasure radiating from his prostate. After so many days of denial, Jack knew he wouldn't last long. He could feel his orgasm building rapidly, an unstoppable tidal wave of sensation. He whimpered and moaned around the gag, his hips bucking frantically as he chased his release.

"That's it," Nathan growled, increasing his pace. "Come for us, cuck. Show everyone what you can do."

Lisa hummed encouragingly around Jack's length, the vibrations pushing him even closer to the edge. She reached up to gently pull at his balls and the combination of sensations was too much for Jack to hold back any longer. With a muffled cry of ecstasy, he finally reached his long-awaited climax. His entire body shuddered as waves of intense pleasure washed over him. He came hard, flooding Lisa's eager mouth with pulse after pulse of hot cum. Lisa swallowed expertly, not letting a drop escape. She continued to suck and lick Jack's sensitive cock as he trembled through the aftershocks of his powerful orgasm.

Nathan groaned at the feeling of Jack's ass muscles clenching around him. "Fuck, that's hot," he growled, his thrusts becoming more erratic. With a final, deep thrust, Nathan stilled as he reached his own climax, filling Jack with his release.

Now their bodies were slick with sweat and their breathing came in ragged gasps. The Book Club members watched silently, some wiping away tears, others nodding in appreciation. As Lisa and Nathan helped Jack stand the applause died down, the members slowly retreated to their cars, each lost in their own thoughts about the powerful scene they had just witnessed.

The End