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He walked back in about ten minutes later, fully dressed with a pair of nipple clamps in his hands. I groaned as I knew what was coming next. He surprised me, but only slightly as he put them on my balls instead of my nipples. The clamps were tight and I began to feel the pain as soon as he put them on.
He compounded this by adding weights to the chain, and I moaned more as each one went on. Mercifully he stopped, and it felt like my balls were going to be dragged off the table.

“About five pounds,” he said, “enough to pull them off for you, but not for a while. I’m going to go get dinner.”

With that, he left, and I immediately began trying to move my body in any way that would cause the clamps to fall off faster. I had almost no effect, he had bound me too tightly to afford much movement. All I could do was sit, wince and wait. After several minutes, and a great deal of twitching and sweating later, the clamps finally fell to the floor with a clatter. I let out a loud yelp as the blood rushed back into where the clamps had previously been. I knew that it always hurt worse when they came off, but somehow my mind had passed over this fact. I frantically writhed around on the table trying to ease my sore balls.

I was still twitching when he came back in, pizza in hand. He spotted my contorted face, and the clamps on the floor.

“Ah, you relieved yourself of the clamps, I see. Well done. I bought something that will make things a bit more fun I think.” He untied me completely. A little stiff, I climbed off the table and knelt in front of him. He removed my collar, and attached a new one. Like before, this one also had four D-rings on it, but felt cool to the touch. I was somewhat confused until he pulled out a small remote and pressed a button.

I immediately felt an electric jolt on my neck and fell to the ground. “The longer I press the button, the longer the shock.” He demonstrated again, and I fell to the ground writhing.

“Now, I think you need to show a little more respect. Every time I return, I expect you to ask my if you can blow me. Understand?”

“Yes master.” I replied. “Would you like me to suck your cock?”

“That’s better. Not right now, slave. When you’re kneeling, I want your legs spread more so I can have access if I want.” I complied by sliding my legs further apart on the tile floor. My cock and still sore balls hung down. “Also, I want your wrists together behind your back so that I may bind you if I want to.” I complied with this as well. “Would you like to eat?”

“Yes master.”

“The start masturbating. Make it a good show too. And you must ask permission to cum.”

I started stroking my cock slowly as he watched, remaining on my knees. In spite of the earlier ball torture, I was already pretty horny. Sure enough, within a few minutes I was pretty close. Not wanting to receive further punishment, I opted to ask now. “May I cum, master?”

I looked up. He had his dick pocking through the fly in his jeans and was slowly stroking it as he watched me. He grabbed two slices of pizza and put them on the floor in front of me. “You may cum,” he said. I understood and moved so that my dick was a few inches over the slices.

Having been horny for a while, I shot several streams of cum onto them, and some over onto the floor. When I was finished, I fell back, the collar buzzing. “Lick your mess up off the floor,” he commanded. I quickly cleaned the floor with my tongue.

He grabbed some pizza for himself, dick still hanging out. “You may now eat slave.”

I eagerly devoured my cum covered pizza. I was pretty hungry, I realized, in spite of the fact that I’d had breakfast and it was only four pm.

“I think it’s time we restrained you again, don’t you?” he asked after I had finished my pizza.

“Yes master.”

He tied my hands together in front of me, and ran the rope above my head to a hook in the ceiling that I hadn’t seen earlier. My arms were raised tightly above my head as I stood to keep up, he commanded that I spread my legs. Finally the rope was tied off with me not quite on my tip toes yet, spread as wide as I could go.

He left the room for a few minutes, and I wondered where I went. Eventually I felt a sharp sting on my ass. He had returned with a whip. Pulling up another chair he sat in front of me and began painting red stripes across my stomach.

“Would you like to have some fun tonight?”

“Yes master,” I answered in between cracks.

“Excellent, a friend of mine is coming over tonight, I expect you to extend the same courtesy to him that you do to me, understand?”

“Yes master,” I replied wondering exactly he meant.

Sure enough, an hour later there was a knock on the door.

John opened it, and I knelt nearby. As his friend, Ryan, walked in, I asked, “hello, would you like me to suck your cock?” Unsure of what to do at first, Ryan eventually laughed and said not right now.

It was a little humiliating being naked in front of someone else, but also arousing. I stood and put my hands on my head allowing Ryan to inspect me. “You are pretty cute he said. Do you give good head?”

“Very good,” John answered for me. “You’re going to enjoy him.” So I was to be sucking Ryan tonight. The thought fascinated me. I wondered what his cock would be like. Instinctively I stared at the appropriate part of his pants. “He wants you already,” John said.

He grabbed me and led me into the bedroom. John then left, and Ryan was all alone with me. He stripped pretty quickly to reveal his cock. Ryan was a little shorter, but a little heavier than John. His cock, however was both thicker and longer, about seven and a half inches. I couldn’t help but stare.

“You like my cock?” he asked. I nodded in agreement. “Well, get on your knees and start licking my balls then,” he demanded.

In a hurry I was kneeling in front of him taking his balls into my mouth, one at a time and rolling them around with my tongue.

“You really will do anything I want,” he said.

“Yes master,” I answered.

He pulled me to my feet and stood me facing the end of the bed. He tied my ankles to each leg keeping me spread. “I was in the scouts, so when I tie you up, you’re not going anywhere.” My dick hardened at that thought as he bent me over the footboard. He tied my arms to either side of the bed frame, and knelt in front of me on the bed. From here I could easily wrap my mouth around his cock, and I happily did so. Now I was able to deepthroat John, however Ryan was longer and thicker.

After a few tries I had gotten pretty close to taking all of him. It was hard work since I was only really able to move my head. Then I heard the door open, must be John returning.

“How do you like Ryan,” he asked. With a mouthful of cock, I was only able to give a muffled response. “I thought so,” he laughed. “That’s quite a position you’ve got him in Ryan, mind if I join you?”

“Not at all,” came the reply from the man who was currently gagging me with his cock.

Crack! Came the sound of a riding crop on my ass as I bobbed up and down, massaging Ryan with my tongue. I twitched with the impact and let out a small moan of pain.

“Mmm, that was hot,” Ryan said running his hands through my hair and holding my head down. John hit me again on the other asscheeks, and I moaned and twitched once more. I felt his hands groping and squeezing my ass next, and I moaned as he hit the sensitive parts. I felt something press up against my asshole. I thought it was another buttplug. It was in fact the reservoir tip of a condom that was on John’s dick.

I let out a long low moan as he entered me for the first time and began fucking me slowly. He slapped my ass. “Don’t neglect Ryan, slave.” Without noticing I’d stopped moving my head. I resumed giving him a blowjob, and he began moaning as well. He was close. I concentrated my efforts on the sensitive spot below his head. His moans grew loader, and John began making noise behind me.

Sure enough, Ryan shot a healthy sized load into my mouth and down my throat. It was a bit sweeter than John’s cum, and just as tasty. “You weren’t lying, he is good,” Ryan said after I finished cleaning off his cock. He moved and laid down on the bed.

John wasn’t far behind as he came a few minutes later, moaning as he did so. After several minutes he slip is partially flaccid dick out of my ass. I moaned through the whole six inches of its exit.

anonymous readerReport

2011-07-04 06:52:11
Finally! This is just what I was looikng for.


2008-06-14 15:33:21
The thought of being such a slave intrigues me so much; that submitting this comment, Master, has me hard as a rock, awaiting the next task.


2007-07-01 18:36:14
it's ok

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