HURT ME (COLLEGE BONDAGE ADVENTURES) - PART 1
By Alex Irving bdsmstory100@gmail.com
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HURT ME (COLLEGE BONDAGE ADVENTURES) - PART 1
My heart pounded in my chest. I couldn't believe HE was texting me.
"Thanks for following me."
I was sitting there at my desk with my shorts around my ankles and my hand on my cock looking at HIS Tumblr page, my favorite, and now he was texting me? Why? My hand stopped mid stroke.
"You're welcome. I think your pics are the hottest on here."
"THANK YOU. That means a lot. I My scenes are like works of art, both how they look and what the boy experiences. ride myself on the artistry of my compositions, sSo I'm glad you like them. And given that you've reposted almost all of them, it seems that you do appreciate them a lot."
I felt a warm glow. Wow! He had been looking at my page, too. "Can't help it, Sir. I want to be in, well, all of them. :)" He began typing again.
"So, since you've spent so much time on my page, you've figured out the type of boy I like and what I like to do with them. "
"Fuck yeah, Sir." I had texted with dominant tops before, and I was pretty confident I knew what this one liked. "I jerked off yesterday imagining your hand on my cock getting me off while you fuck me like in this pic." I added a link to one of my favorites in his collection.
"THAT would be fun! Though if you don't mind me asking...." The typing stopped.
"Sure..." I responded quickly.
"Are the pics you posted of you really you?"
I paused before responding. Again, wow. HE had been spending time on my page. . He saw those naked pics I two weeks ago, just before leaving home to come to college. They were like ones so many selfie shots other guys had posted.... the first clothed, though without my face showing. The second showed just my hard bulge tenting my blue and yellow striped boxers, and the third the reveal of my 7" cut cock . The next two were of my whole torso, emphasizing my 5'9" swimmer's build. I was 18, but my smooth, slim body looked younger. The last two were of me jerking off and then finally cumming into my palm. The pics had been reposted 323 times since I uploaded them. I was kind of flattered.
When I assured him that it was me, he replied that he thought the pictures were hot, just the sort of boy he likes to build his scenes around. "Second question?" He asked.
"Your profile states that you're in college in upstate NY. I live in upstate NY... might we be nearby?"
We soon determined that yes, we lived in the same small town. What's more, he lived a 10 minute walk from campus.
My heart raced even faster. This guy was near enough to my dorm that I could meet him. Reality v. fantasy quickly came crashing down around me. This guy was a bondage master, and his Tumblr account featured pictures of his own work. His specialty was intense Japanese rope bondage, depicting scenes where young guys were tied up, suspended, and sexually tormented in some of the most creative and advanced situations I had ever seen, but I was a virgin, a closeted virgin at that. I had never even touched another cock besides my own, never mind let a guy tie me up like these pictures.
"So, let me be clear. I'd love to meet you and see if this could lead to some fun, but I'm only into doing stuff that we both find interesting. If you're not interested, I'll leave you alone. What do you think?"
"I'm not sure. Your stuff is hot, but I've never done anything like that before." My bravado was gone instantly.
He assured me that he understood, and that he wouldn't ever pressure me to do anything that I didn't want to do. Everything he posts on Tumblr are pictures of scenes that the boys submit to willingly. He then asked,
"Which picture set is your favorite?"
That was an easy question. I had jerked off multiple times to several scenes, but one in particular captured my fantasies. There were only three pictures in it, but they made my cock throb instantly when I saw them. They were all from a scene where a boy of around my age and build was fully suspended horizontally and sideways by heavy ropes. The boy legs were spread wide and tied so that they were bent at the knees behind him, and his arms were secured behind his back, too. This left his erect cock wide open and his head at chest height. The first picture just showed him in this position, his smooth body glistening in what looked like candlelight. In the second picture, the boy's body was now crossed with red lines, welts and he wore nipple clamps linked together with a chain. His cock and nuts were now also tied, with his red and shiny cock looking ready to burst with cum at any moment. In the final picture, the boy was still trussed up as in the last one, but this time he was drinking a strong stream of piss from a large cock just outside the frame.
I sent him a link to the set, and he quickly wrote back with a smiley face. "One of my favorites, too." He continued typing.
"If I send you something that I think you'll like, will you make a promise?"
"What do you want?" I wrote back.
"I'll send you a link is to a private webpage hosting more photos and videos from the scenes, too. I don't share these often. The link will take you to a video of that scene so you can see more of it."
Wow. My cock throbbed. More!
"But to get it you have to promise me two things: (1) You can't jerk off until we talk again. (2) You'll sign onto the chat program there on my webpage at exactly 7:00 PM so you can tell me what you like and don't like about it. If you want to jerk off then, you can, but only while we're talking."
That sounded reasonable. I couldn't wait to see the extended video of that scene, so I quickly agreed.
A moment later he sent a link and a password and then signed off.
I checked the time because I could hear lots of voices and movement in the hall outside my room. It was 5:30, and people were heading to the dining hall. I decided not to click on the link immediately; I'd wait until I got back. Just after I got my shorts pulled up and laptop closed, a friend knocked on my door, so I quickly hid my softening cock and pulled my head back together. Dinner was a blur, and I excused myself as quickly as possible mumbling some lame excuse about having something I had to do immediately. I rushed back into my single dorm room amazed that dinner only took me 30 minutes. It was just after 6:00, and I had an hour to watch the video. I was so happy that I had scored a single... a perk of being on an honors scholarship to this small university. That meant that I could watch porn and jerk off until I drifted off to sleep without the worry of being caught by a roommate. I had done just that every night of this, my first week away from home and at college.
I dropped my shorts and was raging hard even before the video started playing. It was a montage of clips from what was clearly a much longer scene. It was definitely the same guy. He looked to be about my age and build, though as in the pics, he was wearing a leather mask, so it was impossible to know for sure. He was quickly joined by what I assumed was the man I had texted with. I'd soon learn his subs called him Master. He was a tall, well defined man in his late 30s to early 40s. Beyond his well defined, smooth chest, his most striking features were his piercing blue eyes and his black goatee. He was wearing black soccer shorts that weren't able to hide his clearly hard and large cock.
Master began tying the boy in the ropes, and every 30 seconds the HD video would cut to the next phase of the rope tying process until the boy was suspended in the way that I knew so well. The action paused now to let the camera roam over the suspended boy's roped and sweaty body. By now, my cock was as rigid as the boy's in the video, and I had to stop myself from cumming at least twice.
There hadn't been much dialogue, just some quiet instructions and encouragement here and there, but we now entered a new phase because the boy was clearly experiencing some distress. Master ran his hands slowly across the boy's tied torso and hip, then focusing on his erect cock and balls. "Feeling the discomfort, build, boy?"
"Yes Sir," he replied.
"Excellent. Give this pain to me."
The video then caught Master using several different types of whips, some small and some large, on his body... expertly creating the red stripes. Each time a whip strike landed, the bound boy jerked and tried not to moan until settling back down again, but eventually the rope tie's stress position was too much for he was constantly moaning and trying to get comfortable but to no avail. I watched in fascination until Master paused and let the boy calm down. He then turned to him and spoke.
"You know what I want."
The boy turned his head to look up into his Master's eyes. "Please hurt me, Sir."
Without speaking, Master complied by attaching nipple clamps to each of the boy's nipples. The bite sent shock waves through his roped body each time. When he calmed again. He looked up once more into his Master's eyes.
"Please hurt me, Sir."
If I hadn't promised him that I wouldn't cum, I would have already blown two loads by now, but this last request pushed me too close. I had to take my hand completely off my cock when Master brought a crop down on the boy's tied nuts. The resulting smack of leather hitting flesh and then the boy's deep intake of air made my cock twitch. Luckily I glanced at the time readout on my laptop screen and noticed that it was just before 7:00. Damn, I thought, I almost blew it. I quickly opened the chat window and entered the same user name as my Tumblr account. As soon as I logged in, he texted.
"Well done, boy. You're prompt. That's a good quality. Did you like the video?"
"YES, SIR. Thank you for sharing it."
"You're polite, too. I like that in a boy." He paused and then wrote again. "So, which part did you like best?"
I thought back on what I watched and decided to be honest. "I don't know, Sir. It was all hot. But I didn't get a chance to finish it."
"That's ok, but I appreciate your honesty. What did you most like so far? Or, let me put it this way: If you could only choose one moment to experience, what would it be?"
That question made my heart race and cock throb, so I thought about it before responding. "I think the hottest part was when he asked you to hurt him, and then you began smacking his nuts with the crop. That's as far as I got, though."
"EXCELLENT, boy. You have a great eye for detail. That's a key moment, one that was one of the hottest in that whole scene for me, too. I love the moment of real submission."
I was nearly panting I was so turned on thinking about his enjoying the same moment that drove me wild. And then he asked: "Did you cum?"
"NO SIR." I responded.
"Excellent, boy. You get another reward. Open this link..."
The link led to another screen that I thought was another version of the same video, but I quickly realized I was looking at a live image of the same boy who had been tied and suspended in the in the video Master had sent me. The boy was standing with his arms tied behind his back, his hard cock standing straight out from his shaved crotch.
"This is live." Master wrote. "And, if we're correct, 10 minutes from you. Now, keep watching, and make sure your sound is on."
A moment later Master appeared in the video, again wearing the soccer shorts. He stood behind the boy, pulling him to his chest. He then began running his hands down the boy's chest until he came to his cock and nuts. He took the boy's nuts in one hand and began to squeeze, making the boy moan slightly. He then began to slowly stroke the boy's rigid cock, paying a lot of attention to his sensitive head. This continued for a few minutes until the boy whispered that he was close to cumming. Master removed his hands, and the screen went black.
I nearly yelled at the computer, but held back not wanting to draw attention to myself. I didn't need anyone knocking on my door right now. A new chat window popped up, this time for Boy22. He introduced himself as one of the Master's boys, sending me a link to a picture on Tumblr that I knew well. He told me that it was him and that Master had authorized him to chat with me online or in person if I was interested. He was now sitting in a coffee shop about a quarter mile from my dorm, and he'd be happy to talk about his experiences with Master if I'd like to meet in person. If that went well, he wrote that he was also authorized to bring me to Master's house to watch the scene we had just viewed in person.
His text brought me into yet another level of arousal, though this time it was accompanied by a fear that I hadn't yet experienced. This was real, not just a fantasy. Was I insane? Did I really want this? What if I hated it? What if these guys were psychopaths? I sat there in a cold sweat, my hard cock slightly deflating, not knowing how to respond when he wrote back. "Don't worry. No one will hurt you (well, unless you beg for it.)" He immediately added: "We can just talk. If it doesn't feel right, we leave separately. If it feels good, we can head over to his house and check it out. You don't even have to participate. You can just watch and see what goes on. Really, your call. No pressure."
For some reason, the added smiley face did it. Despite my fear, I wanted at least to check this out. I'd been jerking off to this sort of scenario for a couple of years now, and damn... the hottest poster on Flicker was running a scene 10 minutes away...
I agreed to meet him, and learned his name was Thomas. He told me to wear the same grey t-shirt and black running shorts with compression shorts underneath as in my jerk off pictures. (Which he thought were hot, he texted.) I later learned that he did that so that he could not only verify it was me but that I was the same guy in the pictures and not someone else completely posing to be a college freshman.
It didn't take me long to develop a huge crush on Timothy. He was a 22 year old senior, and that he had been part of Master's group of boys since he first arrived on campus. I learned that Master kept a pretty tight group that fluctuated between 4 and 6 boys, depending upon who graduated or left for exchanges, etc. Some, like him, chose to live with Master and had household chores in exchange for free rent, while others decided to interact with the group on a more part time basis. Master was flexible as long as the house's rules were followed, and honesty was one of the most important. I also learned that they all regarded Master with reverence. He was kind, honest, and generous, though he also could be a demanding disciplinarian and task master when needed. He insured that all of the boys did well in school, and would make great efforts to insure that they all did well academically. That meant that school came before sex. He would enforce chastity and sexual abstinence on anyone whose grades fell below expectations. We had been talking for about 30 minutes when Thomas stopped and handed me his phone after plugging in some headphones. "Check this out."
Even though we were sitting in the back of the coffee shop, I was still shy enough to be shocked when I saw that the continuation of the live feed on his phone. Now that it about an hour after my first glimpse, the boy was completely tied up exactly in the same way as in the video. Master was standing next to him, and then he ran a soothing hand over the boy's roped torso, quieting him from wriggling. Master waited, and then I heard the request from the previous video, though this time live: "Please hurt me." I watched in fascination as Master once again smacked the boy's tied nuts, though this time he turned directly to the camera and grinned when finished. The screen then went black again.
"You want to go check it out?" Thomas asked with a slight grin. "It is only two blocks from here."
I was so turned on that my only thought was that I'd be able to see this live without interruption. I was completely caught up in the desire and not thinking clearly, although Thomas was more so than I was. On the way, he gave me the ground rules. First, I wasn't to speak unless spoken to by Master. Second, I would be allowed into the dungeon to witness the scene, but I wouldn't be allowed to touch anyone unless Master invited me to do so. Third, out of respect for the boy in the scene's vulnerability, I had to take a risk, too, though it would be a minor one: I would be required to strip down to my nylon compression shorts before entering the room. I would also be required to put on wrist and ankle restraints just in case I decided to join the fun. Thomas would then show me where to stand to watch. Master insisted that I agree not to touch myself. If I wanted the opportunity to join in and cum, I needed to ask for it by removing my shorts and standing with my hands behind my back. At that point, Thomas would secure my wrists and Master would then decide when and if I would receive attention to cum. If I broke any of these rules, Thomas was instructed to lead me out and ask me to leave and not return. I was also free to leave at any moment. Thomas would be by my side the entire time, and his role was to insure that I felt comfortable and able to leave.
"So, you in?" Thomas asked as we paused before an iron gate set in a stone wall that rose above our heads. This was the gate to a new world, one that I longed for but never really thought would happen.
My cock throbbed in my shorts as I replied, "YES."
Despite the reality of the image in front of me.... my literal jerk off fantasy come to life... The first thing I really noticed is that it was really hot in the dungeon. That made it comfortable to be naked, or in my case, near naked. I felt sweat break out across my body instantly. It was so hot that I wanted my shorts off, they already felt like they were clinging to my body, and I wanted my cock free. I then noticed the smell. The room was illuminated by dozens of large candles, so the smell of wax dominated, but there was also the smell of sweat and leather. Thomas leaned in and whispered that the boy's name was Toby, a junior. Thomas was standing next to me, now naked with his cock standing rigid in front of him. We had discarded our clothes upstairs in a large side entrance room that felt more like a locker room than a mud room. It had lockers to hold our clothes and other bins that contained leather wrist and ankle cuffs. There was even a specially outfitted bathroom with a group shower area that included nozzles outfitted with enema attachments. Master was clearly wealthy as this private entrance "locker room" could easily accommodate about 20 people. My nylon compression shorts did little to hide my hard cock, especially when I watched Thomas strip and then attach leather cuffs to his ankles and wrists. Like his pictures online, he was hairless from the neck down, and like me and the rest of the boys in the pictures, too, he was athletically thin... his smooth chest and abs were slightly defined in the classic form of a swimmer. His athleticism was clear, but not in an overly developed way. He was built for endurance. Feeling shy about my thinner and less defined body, I was relieved when his cock began to swell as he helped me with the ankle and wrist cuffs. "Damn. I want to see what's in those shorts in real life." He smiled and brushed his hand against the fabric stretching across my cock.
Master had been using his crop on Toby's body, so there were red welts all over him. Master ignored me and waited for Toby to request another hit. When he did, Master complied with a hard slap to his nuts. This went on for several minutes, with Toby eventually not being able to restrain himself from moaning loudly when he was hit. I felt like an intruder until Master turned and welcomed me.
"You like what you see here? You've jerked off fantasizing about this happening, and now it is live, in front of you. Right?"
I nodded, too dumbstruck to speak. "How about you, Toby? Do YOU like this? Why don't you tell our visitor what you like?"
Toby turned his head to look at me for the first time. "I LOVE this. I love giving him my pain. Please hurt me again, Sir." Another strike and another loud moan.
Without thinking about what I was doing, I reached down and yanked off my compression shorts. My cock sprang back and slapped my stomach when I stood up and rested my hands behind my back. Thomas moved behind me and whispered in my ear. "Excellent. You're going to love this, but I have to ask you: Are you sure?"
"I turned and looked him in the eye. YES."
Thomas locked my hands behind me,. We were ata new moment. One in chiwh i was no longer just a passive onlooker. I was participating.
Master turned to me and nodded at Thomas who then removed his clothes to reveal a completely shaved and smooth body, just like his online pics. Thomas then moved behind me and ran his hands slowly down my arms and then my hips, resting them just to either side of my cock. I could feel his hard cock poking at the top of my ass crack.
"Excellent! So you want to cum?" Master smiled at me. I nodded. His smile faded. "Use your voice. Tell me what you want."
Somewhat surprised, I found my voice anyway. "I want to cum, Sir." I managed to spit out, fear now starting to grip me.
"And cum you shall." Master smiled again, which made my cock swell again. He walked over to me and put the crop under my nuts. "But what shall we call you? What is your name?"
I swallowed hard and replied. This felt like another step forward that I couldn't take back. It was only a name, but he'd know MY name. "Luke."
"Very well, Luke. Welcome to my home, and now, my dungeon. We know you like what you see as this whole set up tonight is for you. This is your favorite scene, isn't it?"
"Yes, Sir."
"Now, you're not ready to be tied up in the intense way that Toby is yet, Luke, but perhaps you want to participate anyway? Do you want to cum while watching, or do you want to get more involved?" He moved the crop around my nut sack and traced the outside of my cock until he rested it on the tip. "Let me make this easy on you. If you want Thomas to jerk you off while I have some more fun with Toby here, then stay silent. I'll go back to our little scene, and he'll edge you until I've decided it is time for you to cum. We can then talk about what that was like and if you want to return."
He took the crop and put it under my chin and leaned closer to look into my eyes. "But if you want to feel my hands on you, then you know by now that I demand payment for my art. And yes, you would be part of my artistry tonight." He turned away and moved back to Toby. "Toby here likes the payment. His pain brings me great pleasure, and in turn, I give him great pleasure with the pain." Master then unzipped Toby's hood. He was blond with short hair now plastered to his sweaty head. "What is the one phrase that is sure to bring me pleasure, Toby?"
Toby looked up at Master and replied, "Hurt me, Sir."
"There you have it, Luke. A simple thing. Say nothing, and Thomas will insure that you have a pleasurable time while watching me grant Toby's request, but if you want to experience my art for yourself, well, then, you now know the key. You may begin, Thomas" Master then raised his crop and hit Toby on the nuts again, causing a small yelp, though Toby never took his eyes off mine or the smile off his face.
Simultaneously, Thomas grabbed my nuts and began pulling down on them while he began slowly stroking my cock, swirling his palm on my cockhead. I looked at Toby's sweaty body, and I knew I wanted more.
"Hurt me, Sir."
Master closed the distance between us as Thomas stepped away. "Are you sure?" Master asked me. I repeated my statement loudly.
"HURT ME, SIR!"
"Excellent choice! Thomas..." Master motioned to Thomas, and he responded by unhooking my wrists from behind my back and leading me to a pair of chains suspended just in front of Toby. Once secured, Toby turned to a control device and raised the chains so that I was on my toes, my arms now spread as wide as possible. He attached my ankles to chains on the floor and similarly pulled them so that I was standing in an awkward spread eagle. It made my cock stand straight up. He then attached a parachute restraint around my nuts, attaching them via a chain to an eye bolt in the floor.
Master stood behind me and ran his hands up and down my torso, pausing on my nipples to give them simultaneous twists. I gasped in response. "Excellent. Your nipples work well." He smiled as he then moved down to my cock, given it a very slow stroke. "Now, you just asked me to help you with something. Let's see... I believe you asked for this." He then grabbed the parachute holding my nuts and slowly squeezed. At first the pain was a slight dull ache, but then his fingers dug into a tender spot that was connected to a point deep in my gut. In just a matter of seconds, I was in agony as his hand was crushing my nuts, and I started to groan. Master then leaned in and whispered in my ear. "I'm enjoying giving you this present of pain. To say thank you, take a deep breath and quiet yourself." I struggled and succeeded in quieting my moans, and at that point, Master let go. He patted me on the ass. "Nicely done."
Master then retrieved a set of nipple clamps and put them on Toby. He didn't let out a sound, but he winced as each was applied. Master then turned to me holding up a second pair. "Say it."
"Hurt me, Sir." This time I was less sure, but I decided to fake it.
Master then attached a nipple clamp to my right nipple. It felt like the clamps were biting through my nipple completely. I moaned out loud. He did it again to the second, and I felt as if my nipples were being torn in two.I had used clothespins on myself, but this was more difficult. "Breathe." He told me kindly. I did, and I relaxed into the pain.
Master then connected the two nipple chains, linking the two of us together. He insured that the chains between us were tight. If one of us moved, the other would feel it, too. He then used his crop on Toby's nuts, hard, which caused him to move and moan, which then pulled on my nipples, causing me to moan as my nipples were pulled tighter. Then Thomas was behind me again, stroking on my cock. That helped as pleasure flooded my consciousness, moving my focus off the bite on my nipples and into the sensation his hand brought me. He once again nuzzled up against me, pushing his cock just slightly into my ass crack, resting it there while he ran one hand up and down my chest and stomach while also slowly stroking my cock with the other.
Master held the crop on the tip of Toby's cock and waited. Toby looked into my eyes, and I nodded ever so slightly. He smiled in response. "Hurt us." He asked, and Master complied with an ever harder hit onto Toby's nuts causing yet another wave of shared pain that was deliciously intermingled with the pleasure given by Thomas. After several more rounds of this, Master very slowly removed his nylon shorts, revealing his massive cock. It was thick and long, at least 9 inches. It was the most impressive cock I'd ever seen. He moved a small wooden platform behind Toby so he could step up behind him. This time, Master looked at me.
"What do YOU want, Luke?"
I looked from Master to Toby and then back. "Hurt us, Sir."
When Master shoved his cock into Toby, he pushed his whole body thus rocking him and the chain connecting us. Since I was held tightly by my restraints in an X position with little give, the thrust and resulting rocking pulled on our nipples even harder than before. There was no give on the chain on my nuts, so they felt like they were being ripped out of my body, too. This happened repeatedly. There would be a moment of relief when there was slack in the chains, but then the arc would be reversed, and the resulting pull was near unbearable. Through it all, Thomas kept stroking my cock, so I was simultaneously in pain but also incredible pleasure. His fingers seemed to know my pleasure spots even better than I did. Those talents soon had me close to the edge, and I told him. I could literally feel the cum begin to course into my cock, but that's when Thomas suddenly he stopped touching me. I nearly shouted, "NOOOOO!" But I kept quiet.
Fuck, I want to cum. I didn't realize I had closed my eyes, but I did when I opened to find both Toby and Master looking at me. Both were smiling.
Master laughed but was clearly serious. "Don't cum, Luke. You may cum when I'm ready to let you cum, and you're not there yet." Then he nodded at Thomas. "Keep him on the edge, Thomas. If he cums, you get the locked in chastity for a month." Damn. I thought, I don't want to do that to Thomas. He began stroking my cock again, though more slowly. I had to tell Thomas to stop three more times before Master began to moan and shove himself even deeper into Toby's ass. He paused, ramming his cock in deeply and let out a triumphant moan as he looked me deep in the eyes. He then slowly removed his glistening cock from Toby's ass. He gave Thomas a look, and instantly, my companion was kneeling before his Master and cleaning the still hard cock with his mouth. When Master was satisfied, he pulled him up and then moved on to lowering Toby and untying him. Thomas also removed the nipple clamps from my chest, sending a new wave of pain into my nipples as the blood returned to them. With Thomas's help, it didn't take long, but Toby couldn't stand up on his own because of the intensity of the bondage, so Master held him on the floor for several minutes to help him recover. Meanwhile, Thomas returned to his position behind me, stroking me just enough to keep me hard and near the edge.
When Toby was recovered, he stood in front of me and readied himself to be secured in an X position mirroring mine. His smooth body glistened with sweat. I admired the sheen that reflected in the candlelight across this chest, into his armpits, and even down the tops of his smooth legs. Soon we were standing about one foot apart, the tips of our cocks nearly touching and I realized that my body was also covered in sweat in the extra warm room.
Master stood next to us while Thomas formed the fourth side of our box, both of their cocks pointing toward ours. "You seem to be enjoying yourself, Luke. Did you like what I did to Toby?"
I smiled and said yes. Master then grabbed both of our cocks and began stroking them. "Would you like to cum?"
Again I responded in the affirmative.
"Excellent." Master replied and nodded to Thomas. Thomas retreated into the shadows and quickly returned with a cart containing some electronic equipment. Master began attaching electrodes to both of our balls, and then rubber rings around our sacks. He lubed up two small metal butt plugs and slid one into Toby before turning to me. "Can you take this?" I nodded in response, and moments later, I willed myself to relax as he slid the small plug into my ass. He then stroked our cocks again. "Time for the best part." He put lube on a long, two-sided sound that was also wired and then slide one side into Toby's erect cock. He then turned to me. "You ready for this? I'm pushing you forward quickly because I'm sensing you're enjoying this."
I was both petrified and so turned on. I had seen both pictures and videos of sounding, but hadn't had the nerve to try anything myself. I nodded to him, and he smiled in response. He then grabbed my cock and positioned the sound at my piss slit. "This is a real narrow one, so you should be able to do this." He was right as the metal rod slid easily past my piss slit and slowly into my piss tube.
FUCK, I was thinking. He's fucking the inside of my cock. That made my cock get harder.
"You like this!" Master laughed quietly. It felt like someone were stroking my cock from the inside. It both tickled and hurt simultaneously. And it made me want more. Soon, the sound was buried in my cock, and I was now connected to both the electrical stim box on the cart and to Toby. Master then reattached the nipple clamps to each of our chests; the bite made me wince, but it was a familiar pain now. My attention soon turned to the swirl of sensations cascading through my cock, nuts, and ass. Deep inside each, a warm, almost glowing sensation began to spread, as if someone were jerking me off from the inside. It wouldn't take long for this to get me off, and I involuntarily found myself moaning, "Yesssssss."
"Ahh! You like this!" Laughed Master, which brought my attention back to him and Toby. The stroking sensations started to intensify as he turned up the power, and the pleasure started to morph into discomfort. After another few moments, the pleasure was fully replaced with pain. Now if felt as if there were vibrating needles digging into my cock, nuts, and ass. "We'll call this level 1. Toby has experienced level 10. If you can make it to level 5, Luke, you earn a cum tonight by my hand. Toby has to make it to 10 again. You know how to proceed, of course. Thomas?" Master pointed at a padded leather bench, which Thomas quickly scooted in front of Master before climbing on top. It gave Thomas the ability to watch while raising his ass into the air. Master was hard again, and he took no time at all before sliding behind Thomas and slowing shoving his cock deep into the boy's ass.
Toby looked at me and nodded, so I spoke first. "Please hurt us, Sir." The discomfort immediately went up a noticeable notch, and I squirmed a little in my restraints before settling down. I was sweating heavily by now, anticipating the paint to come. My cock was rock hard and leaking precum. If I can only get through this, he'll be proud of me and give me a reward, I was thinking to myself. I WANTED to take the pain to please him. This time, Toby spoke, and the pain went up another big notch. It took me longer to relax into breathing through it. Just as I got it under control, Toby asked for another increase. I was a bit surprised by it and caught his smirk as the pain hit. This time I let out a grunt, and had to force myself to breath. All my attention focused on my cock, balls, and ass as the electricity felt like a wave of mosquitos.
I was grimacing when I got it under control, realizing that I only had one more level to go. Without looking at Toby, I grunted, "Hurt us, SIR." The next level was intense, and I began to pant as it felt as if a knife were being run repeatedly from the tip of my cock through my nuts and into my ass.
"EXCELLENT!" Master boomed as he began thrusting harder into Thomas.
That pushed me, and I looked into his smile and asked him to hurt us again. Toby beamed at me as the pain ripped deeper.
"Do you want to stop, Luke?" Master asked with a concerned look on his face. "You only had to go to 5. You're now at 6. I'm impressed, but you don't need to go on."
I shook my head and grimaced. "No. I'm ok. HURT US, SIR." I wasn't going to give up. Toby let me take control of the rest of the levels as we progressed slowly up the pain ladder. The sweat was pouring off of us, and we were both panting as we fought to keep control. Everyone was looking at me with anticipation once we were on level 9. I reached down and nearly yelled. "HURT US, SIR." With that, we crossed the last threshold, and it felt like a thousand hornets were ripping through my piss slit, into my nuts, and up through my ass in a continuous flow. Without realizing it, I was yelling, but so too were Master and Toby. I fixed my eyes on Master's, to watch him slam his cock deep into Thomas's ass as he had his second orgasm of the night. After a few moments of enjoying it, Master then turned off the electro stim and slid out of Thomas. He hugged me from behind as I slunk into my restraints, exhausted.
Master removed the sound from our cocks as well as the butt plugs, and the rest of the electro stim attachments. He then motioned to Thomas who stood behind Toby. "I'm impressed, Luke and Toby. That was fantastic. You've both earned this." Both of them moved against us and began stroking our rigid cocks. "And you can get off, too, Thomas. You may fuck Toby. I'm sure he'd enjoy it, too." I watched with jealousy as Thomas delightedly slid his cock up Toby's ass. Toby's face looked satisfied as he was filled with his friend's member. I wasn't clearly thinking, but I knew that I wanted that, too, so before I realized it, I was pleading.
"Please, Sir, please fuck me, too."
Everything seemed to stop. Everyone looked at me curiously. Master walked in front of me. "I know you've taken a lot tonight, but that's a big step. Are you sure you want that? I only fuck boys who are a part of our home."
I was nodding enthusiastically. "Please, Sir, I WANT this, I want to be a part of this. I want to feel your cock inside my ass. I want you to get off inside me."
Master just looked at me for a moment. No one moved. "There's something that I haven't made clear to you, so you need to know what you're asking of me." He paused. "I only get off when a boy is in pain. I can't cum otherwise. So, if you want me to cum inside you, you first are pledging to be my boy, and second, you have to give me pain in order to get there. I would be delighted to have you join us, but are you truly prepared to give me the gift of your ass? To get off, I would need to make you cum and then keep stroking your cock to make you suffer and squirm. THAT would make me cum hard inside you, for the third time tonight."
They all just looked at me. "Are you truly ready for that? If not, there's plenty of time. I'm so proud of you; I'm happy to let you cum now as a reward."
My cock was throbbing, and I was honestly scared about being jerked off after I came. My cock was super sensitive after cumming, and I knew it would be hell, but I knew, too, that Master would enjoy it, and I wanted to bring him pleasure.
I looked him in the eye and said, "Please, HURT ME, Sir."
His cock look like it grew even harder with those words. He wasted no time moving behind me, and he positioned his cock at my hole. My ass was still slick from the lube for the butt plug, and his already lubed cock slid into place easily. He pushed into me, and I winced as his massive cock head spread my ass ring. He didn't pause and kept pushing in, the pain searing through my ass as his cock continued to invade. I moaned, and his hands pulled on my nuts. Once fully impaled, he began stroking my cock, paying extra attention to the head. I opened my eyes to see Thomas treating Toby in a similar fashion. Our eyes locked onto one another's as we were both being fucked hard. I had ridden the edge for so long that I was nearly immediately ready to cum, and told Sir I was ready. He told me to cum, and from deep inside the most intense of orgasms ripped through my nuts and cock spraying cum all over Toby only to have him join me as Thomas and Toby both came just after I did. Thomas stopped moving and stroking so that it was just Master who was fucking me. He continued to stroke my cock, paying extra attention to my sensitive cock head while he squeezed my nuts with the other hand. I was now a mess... I couldn't stop myself from moaning in response, gyrating with each pass of his palm over the top of my head. Master continued to fuck me hard and deep; I felt as if his cock was impaling me all the way through my body. What seemed like an eternity was no more than a minute, but soon he was shoving his cock deep into my ass as his hands continued to squeeze and stroke nuts and cock.
He paused, and pulled my face around to his. He gave me a long, deep kiss.
"Welcome to our family."