Dexter Chronicles

Writer's note: Well, class. You've had it pretty easy so far. But now it's necessary to study, study, study. Pay close attention and please keep both of your hands on the table. Hey, over there, that means you!

Now, let's see … where were we. Oh, yes. Let's watch Kristi Elverton do a live demonstration of princkfeeding while her son, Robby, tries to survive. Hmm, and then there will be a question and answer session by FemTech's lovely Erica Olmsted on what's happening in the wonderful and ever-changing world of princk research. Won't that be exciting?

The Sue Dexter Chronicles — Chapter Nine

Back at the FemTech Field Office lecture hall, Kristi Elverton stood at the podium. She had just finished describing her son's very first sexual encounter with "fully endowed" women, and now she was about to present a live demonstration before a group of women who were about to open that window of opportunity for themselves. From the left side of the small stage came a strange, feeble form ... her teenage son, Robby.

Kristi looked towards him with a confident smile. "Robby, I'm over here. Come here!"

Robby began crawling towards his mother's voice, slowly, like an inchworm with his arms tied securely behind his back and the bungee chains on his ankles.

"It's been about sixty-five hours since his last princkcum and, actually, he won't last much longer," Kristi told the audience. "Robby, Robby, over here!"

"Since I've had him on this "maximum princkcum feeding—maximum princkcum starvation" regimen he has done exactly what I have asked him to do, from cleaning up the house to taking care of ..., well, my more personal needs."

"Robby, I'm over here!"

Eventually Robby followed his mother's voice and crawled his way to Kristi, looked up at her and laid his head on her feet. It had been exhausting for him to crawl across the stage with his arms bound behind his back. Kristi reached down and unfastened the arm bindings and Robby's hands slowing were brought forward by his aching arms. In fact his whole body ached and shook from the addiction. He gently, adoringly, lovingly placed his shaking hands on his mother's stockinged legs and looked slavishly up to her face.

"Come, Robby, you're almost there," Kristi urged him.

Robby began to pull himself up, first by her legs and then by holding on to her hips until he was on his shaking knees. One of the officers came over and placed a microphone on the floor near him. His little cries and moans could be clearly heard in the room. "Please mommy, please. May I have some? Please, please." It was pretty pathetic.

"May you have some ... what, Robby?"

"May I have some of your cum, please?"

"Not yet, Robby, not yet," said Kristi as she unsnapped the clasp on her skirt and let it fall to the ground. Robby's hands darted up to her princkharness and his trembling fingers worked to unclasp her organ from its mooring. Finally his shaking fingers got it done and her princk sprang forward, brushing his face.

Robby began to longingly lick the extensive length of his mother's princk as it began to swell even more and rise. His hands sweetly reached up to hold and caressed her calmly swaying testicles. Robby's lips licked and kissed the head of her penis and his tongue swirled and swirled around and below her sensitive princkhead. Kristi's eyes began to roll up in her head and she leaned forward, breathing heavily and placed her arms on her son's trembling shoulders. The microphone was picking up Robby's slurping and mewling sounds as he mouthed and kissed his mother's princk.

Robby lifted his face from his mother's imperious penis and asked, "Please, mommy, can I have some now?"

"No ... Robby ... not ... quite ... yet. You ... (ahh) ... know ... (ummm) ... what to ... (ooh) ... do," she sighed.

Robby looked forlorn. As stressed as he was with his princkcum addiction, he knew where he was and the audience members who were watching him.

"Please, mommy, do I have to that here? Oh, please, please don't make me do that, " he respectfully begged.

"Yes, Robby. It is necessary. Do it here and do it NOW!"

Without a further word, Robby dropped to his hands and knees, crawled around behind his mother, and pulled himself up behind her. She bent over slightly and he gently, very affectionately spread her firm butt cheeks apart, placed his mouth directly on her brown puckered rosette and began to lick and suck and tongue his mother's anus.

"Ohhh! Ahhh! Yessss!"

Her moans and his licking slurping sounds were echoing around the room and at least half the women had their hands between their legs stroking themselves to the rhythm of Kristi's sighs.

At last the exercise in control, pleasure and submission was concluded and Kristi was ready to serve him the main course.

"Get ... to ... it!" she moaned in a husky voice; her princk jutted out like a massive barb on a hook. He dropped to his knees, moved in front of his mother-goddess, reached up for her stiff swaying staff and reverently brought his lips to her princkhead again, licking and then nursing and sucking on its proud head. Then inch-by-steady-inch, as her foul tasting precum pumped out of her penis, he drew his mouth and his tight throat over her lovely female shaft until, fighting the urge to gag and escape his impalement, he finally pressed his chin against her beautiful balls.

"Oh," she moaned as she began to rock hard into his face ... drawing out, then hunching hard forward, out ... back in. The women in the audience were gasping.

"Yes. Yes!" she cried out as her son caressed her legs and bottom. Soon Kristi shoved her son to the floor and put him on his back. She then swiveled on her long, powerful penis and turned herself so that she faced him with his head between her luscious thighs. She grabbed him beneath his neck and pulled up to get a straight run at his throat, then jammed her princk deep into him, humping viciously and crying out with animal moans. Kristi was in him fully and those on stage could see the outline of the head of her princk slid back and forth within his throat.

As it went on, it was becoming clear that Robby was near death from both the lack of cum and because there was so much of it! And those in the first few rows could see the nasty thick princkcum begin to squirt from Robby's mouth. If she didn't finish quickly Robby was done for; and she was not in any conscious hurry. She was barely conscious, at all.

Erica saw the signals: Robby's arms lay lax beside his body with his fingers and torso twitching that peculiar "last chance" twitch. His chest attempted to expand and contract; but there was no air to fuel it.

Erica got up from her couch and calmly, very calmly walked over behind Kristi, unbuttoned Kristi's blouse and then bent over and licked, then sucked on Kristi's engorged erect nipples, first one, then another. Kristi began gasping and then gulping audibly as she exploded in an ecstatic orgasm, thrusting convulsively in and our of Robby's unmoving face. Erica then smoothly moved around in front of her and placed one leg on each side of Robby's non-responsive body so she was facing Kristi and then gently and carefully pulled Kristi to her feet; Kristi's wild thrusting had by that time slowed to strong post-orgasmic rocking.

When Erica lifted Kristi up, Robby's head and shoulders came off the floor with his mouth still stuck on his mother's penis from the suction caused by the princkcum seal. Erica expertly placed one of her heels crossways against his throat and firmly pressed down forcing his tight mouth down, down, down from her princk, inch-by-luscious-inch until her princk came free with a loud slurping plop and a simultaneous delighted moan from Kristi. Erica then rammed one of her strong legs into Robby's upper chest, once, twice, three times ... . Miraculously, Robby started gasping, coughing and breathing and the Officer applied standard first aid to keep him alive.

In the FemTech world, Erica's action was called a "non-interruptive intervention." FemTech typically did not interfere with a princkmistress' sexual encounter to save a male unless they could do so without diminishing the pleasure of the woman's experience. In this instance, Kristi barely knew where she was, and Erica and Kristi had previously discussed this possibility and Kristi had advised that she wanted Robby kept alive.

The crowd was simply enthralled and hot, very very hot. Kristi was washed off with damp towels and helped back to a comfortable chair. Robby was re-tied and laid in a clump at his mother's feet while she petted him for a few minutes and then he was led, staggering, to a soundproof recovery room backstage by a cock leash attached through his genital cage. Eventually, Kristi stood up and sheepishly smiled to the crowd of adoring on-lookers.

"Well, I guess I got carried away a little. But it felt sooooo good!" and all the women cheered.

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Erica waited a bit and then walked up to the front of the stage. The audience was talking excitedly to each other.

"Let's thank Kristi, everyone!" Erica said, and they all gave her another loud appreciative hand. "That certainly is a tough act to follow. Goodness! Let's take a short refreshment break and then we'll continue with a brief lecture and then finish up with the Question and Answer session."

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"Okay," Erica said, "welcome back. Let's get started again. You've all have a busy and eventful night ahead of you. Most of your questions probably were earlier addressed at either last week's Intermediate Seminar or at your personal meetings at FemTech, and tonight we're here to address any remaining questions or concerns you might have before you take this wonderful step later tonight towards a more fulfilling and satisfying womanhood. Before you do so, we want to give you an update on the exciting Pens research that FemTech is conducting."

Erica took a breath. "The initial results from the Pens experiments were quite amazing, and they now have been substantiated over time. FemTech, as you know, has been subjecting large numbers of all-volunteer test subjects," she smiled at the "all-volunteer" reference, "to regular and exclusive oral and anal consumption of princkjuices. The commonly known conclusions are worth reviewing."

"First, because of the intense hormonal cocktail of princkjuice, and because of its high estrogen content, the expected introduction of secondary female characteristics into the subject males takes place over time. To be specific, princk-fed men gradually begin to establish a slightly thicker, more luxurious growth of hair on their heads and a surprising significant reduction of hair in all other locations. "

"Second, some subject males will experience tangible breast tissue growth and an attendant widening of their hips and pelvis. This effect is significantly different depending on whether the test subject has or hasn't been castrated. Of course, the breast and hip development in the castrated males is quite a bit accelerated and emphasized in comparison to the occasional and minor breast and hip development of the intact male."

"Third, the muscular structure in the princk-fed castrated male tends to noticeably reduce and approach atrophy depending on his physical activity level. But if the Pens male is not castrated and is allowed to remain intact, while he will lose muscles mass, he will do so at a much lower rate and still retain a significant portion of his strength."

"Fourth, the exclusively princk-fed male tends to be extremely emotional, fearful and compliant, whether castrated or not. Of course, a significant degree of such state of being is directly attributable to the test subjects voluntary incarceration predicament and the act of 'feeding,' which some test subjects might feel humiliates them." The room filled with giggles from the audience.

"Fifth, and lastly, princk-fed males, as a result of the hormonal/chemical makeup of princkjuice, are delightfully highly-sexually charged individuals. However, as you all know, because of the over-abundance of estrogen and other female hormones, as well as other diverse subtle chemicals in princk fluids, the male's ability to satisfy or act upon his sexual urges in his usual fashion, or to be a sexual threat to women, is eventually effectively eliminated. Basically, his male sexual organs are simply overwhelmed by his princkmistress' juices. Because of the ingestion of your sexual fluids, a princk-fed male's sperm and prostate fluid production level elevates exceedingly above that of non-princk-fed males, and his internal natural biological reaction to women dramatically increases to extraordinary levels of desire and attentiveness. Even so, he eventually simply cannot fully consummate his desire for women or obtain any form of significant sexual release except under certain permitted and princkmistress-assisted circumstances." Erica smiled to herself at the thought of the level of sexual control practiced by her princkmistress sisters.

"Some males described this sexual incapacity as feeling 'blocked up,' or 'stuffed up.' These comments confirmed the medical research that showed that the male's sperm/prostate fluid 'plumbing' becomes, after a period of time, effectively 'gummed.' That is, the male's small, but highly energetic fluid transport system begins to take on the thick, viscous qualities of princkcum. Unfortunately for the male, his prostate, testicles, penis and supporting muscular and sexual apparatus is wholly insufficient in size, scope, design or power to move sperm or prostate fluid through his now clogged sexual apparatus, other than to allow some harmless non-viable leaking to take place."

"Males, because of the 'clogging effect' are, in a way, locked into genital chastity and we hold the key. As I said, other than certain princkmistress-assisted circumstances, males are functionally impotent. This of course guaranties that they constantly will be preoccupied with the desire for sexual release and will curry our favor in the most servile manner in the hope that we will provide that momentary emancipation. Under these circumstances, males of any age will do almost anything in the hope that sexual release will be eventually provided to them. These males, you will find, are wonderfully childishly naive in the hope that you may have a real interest in relieving their sexual suffering. That optimism is an amazingly effective force in molding males to our purposes and desires."

"The male's frustration has proven to be a significant ingredient in training the princk-fed male to be both appreciative and in awe of the princkmistress and her sexual prowess, as well as appropriately fearful, frustrated, submissive and intimidated by her ability to control his most basic needs. Surprisingly, even castrated subjects, because of the testosterone levels in princkjuice, report the same fear, frustration and desire and, of course, shame."

"Yes, yes. A question over there?"

"Yes. Can a princk-fed male cause a women, princked or otherwise to become pregnant?"

"That's a good question. The easy and quick answer is — not on his own. If the woman wishes to bear a child generated by a princk-fed male's testicles she may do so. A FemTech lab technician simply extracts viable sperm directly from the male's testicles using a standard broad-point hypodermic needle and arrangements are made for artificial insemination. Please note, of course, that sperm, from the moment a male is banded, cannot pass through the band and remain viable because of the 'withering' process. That's simply a purposeful design of the electrical impact of the band upon sperm passing under it."

"Okay. We have hands raised so we might as well jump to the questions at this time. Yes. You have your hand up. Sure. Go ahead, just shout it out."

"I'm getting a princk without … umm … balls. How unusual is that and what influence does that have on my sexual satisfaction?"

"Yes. Did everyone hear? She wants to know, I think, what are the percentages of women who get princks and external balls or visible external hormonal units and those that get princks and internal hormonal units, and how does it impact your sexual satisfaction?

I would say that currently about 70% of the princkmistresses get the external hormonal units. Now I can tell you that there is absolutely no difference in princkjuice production or sexual drive or satisfaction. The internal hormonal units work exactly the same as the external. It's really just a question of fashion or personal preferences. Five years ago it was closer to 55% that opted for princk balls. I would say that a certain percentage of women like to have their balls worshipped or massaged or sucked or licked, and I think that has led to the current increased percentage of external hormonal units. But there are other women who prefer the sleek look and enjoy what they feel is an increased participation of their clitoris in their love making. So its really a personal choice."

"Any other questions. Don't be shy," Erica said smiling. She really enjoyed audience participation

"Yes. Can princk-fed men or boys, like Robby, ever function at all in society?"

"Ah, yes. Actually, they function much better than men did when they were independent. They can definitely work and hold many different useful levels of employment. And, of course, in addition to the Pens, there are many banded males who perform the most servile and repetitive task for use, and do so quite efficiently. Please remember, that for the past millennia, women have been relegated to either taking care of children, being social workers, teachers or nurses, or holding some form of menial jobs, all of which mightily contributed to the world's economy, although not as directly as if they were in the boardrooms. Now, quite simply, that condition is slowly being reversed. Men will eventually leave the professions and enter or continue in the ranks of more menial and factory-labor level employment, field hands, miners, laborers, medical research subjects, and the like. These men will be extremely important from an economic and scientific point of view; they just will have no control or say in what they do or how or when they do it. And, frankly, we at FemTech prefer it that way."

"Yes. Another question. From the lady in the green dress. Yes? Okay. I don't know if everyone heard the question. Could you please repeat it, louder?"

"Is it possible for a male to have a satisfactory orgasm if the princkmistress permits or encourages it?"

"That, ladies, is a very interesting question and requires a complicated answer."

"As I said, because of the hormonal and chemical content of princk fluids, males' sexual apparatus become so clogged that they can not freely ejaculate. There are a few methods available to offset this condition. The most common one is an orgasmic side effect to a process commonly referred to by FemTech as 'draining the reservoirs.'"

"While I am not at liberty to discuss this in any detail, I can tell you that prink-fed male prostate fluid is extremely useful to us. The quantity that a non-princk-fed male can normally produce is very small. If you explore the prostate fluid production of a princk-fed male, you will note that the prostate dramatically increases in size and sensitivity, and the amount of fluid stored and expressed by it is vastly increased. However, it is still not in sufficient quantity to harvest, only to study. Eventually, FemTech's research devised micro-sliver prostate reservoirs that the princk-fed male's prostate works day and night to fill. When the reservoir sacks are full, normal bio-feedback signals cause the prostate to stop working as hard and the male can recover from his unconscious exhaustive duties to us."

"But, back to your question. Let me go on a bit more. The micro-sliver-induced reservoirs are set deep into the male's rectal area in tight rings of six to eight, with the tubes to and from the reservoirs entering and exiting the intestines as biologically directed by the micro-sliver programming. These tubes connect directly with the male's prostate gland. The reservoir rings are far beyond the reach of a male's penis or someone's fingers. However, they are reachable by a princkmistress."

"This continues to be a bit complicated. It is not necessarily in the character of a princkmistress to pleasure a male. However, she may wish to allow him satisfaction, whether mild or ecstatic if she wishes to do so. Here is how she can do it. Each reservoir contains valves sensitive to specific magnetic fields that permit the prostate fluid to enter the reservoirs and prevent any from leaving. When a princkmistress wishes to personally harvest the accumulated prostate fluid, she dons a small elastic band that fits snuggly immediately below the head of her princk. She then inserts her princk into the male's anus. Well, we all know or anticipate what happens next."

The audience responded with playful giggles and sideways glances.

"As she drives her princk deeper, eventually she will come to the reservoir ring which feels very, very agreeable to her, sort of a gentler but nicely tight sphinctal embrace. If she is wearing the release band, the release valves will open in the reservoirs and the powerful pressure of her princkhead driving through and against the rings will 'drain the reservoirs.' This forced 'draining,' because of the assistance of the princkmistress' thrusts and pressure upon the reservoir sacks, causes the expulsion of the male's prostate fluid from the reservoirs and through and out of the male's small sexual apparatus regardless of its clogged condition. It essentially blows out his pipes.

Her movement, force and mass cause him to involuntarily ejaculate as a by-product of prostate fluid harvesting. This purging of the reservoir sacks results in extraordinary pleasure and relief for the male, far in excess of any orgasm he may ever have previously experienced in both intensity and duration. 'Drained males' often cry tears of joy and relief and spontaneously attempt to lick and suck their mistresses in any way possible.

Only on rare occasions have we disconnected, as a punishment, the nerves in a male that transmit such sensations, and the affect of such disconnection is his deep depression and reduced prostate fluid production."

"How is the harvested prostate fluid collected and what is it used for?"

"Good questions. Primarily, the prostate fluid is quite easily mechanically collected at the Pens, through the use of carefully designed dildos. As for the use of the prostate fluid, at this time the answer is not permitted for dissemination."

The crowd murmured with curiosity.

"Yes, another question. Over there."

"How does FemTech afford all this research? It doesn't charge very much for its services and products?"

"FemTech is an amazingly diverse corporation and has been in business for decades. There are products you and the world buy at every consumer and business level that are owned or controlled by FemTech, from oil and automobiles, to drugs, fashion, food and construction services. These and other subsidiary industries allow us to provide what we value most at a very low, affordable price."

"A question over here. Yes, go ahead."

"Are princkjuices addictive to females, princked or otherwise?"

"No, not at all. Princkjuices don't taste very good, but other than a temporary discomfort, females are completely immune to their addictive or tranquilizing qualities."

"Any more questions about FemTech or princks or princk-fed males? None? Okay. If you have any, you can always contact me at EricaOlmsted@hotmail.com. But let me get back to the very first question asked, the one about pregnancy. I'm very glad that issue was raised because our next speaker, Dr. Stacy Phillips, a Senior FemTech Research Scientist, has a few news-breaking comments on that subject, with a little twist that I think you will find interesting. Dr. Phillips …."

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The Sue Dexter Chronicles — End of Chapter Nine

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