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Chapter Twenty-three - A step into Hell
To say that i was scared would be putting it mildly. i was shaking and we hadn't even left the witnessing event. Pecs took me upstairs and directly to a bathroom. He pissed in the toilet while i knelt next to him. The urge to pee was intense. i had Guns full bladder load in me and watch Pecs beautiful cock unleash its torrent was driving me crazy. He stopped His flow after a couple of minutes, ordered me onto the toilet and to piss while taking the rest of His load. For a piss-pig, it's sort of heavenly to swallow a Master's piss while your own piss is coming out. If my boi-dick was free it would've shot straight towards the ceiling. He gently stroked my head and told me that i was a good boi. It calmed me for the moment.
We finished up and rejoined the after party. It was really one big orgy. slaves sucking cock or getting fucked everywhere. Master's grunting and beating their bois, slaves taking it every which way possible. Pecs sought out Timmy's Master and made His way to Him. He was fucking the shit out of Timmy, while Timmy sucked some big-dicked slave boi.
When Timmy's Master saw us approach, He pulled out of Timmy's ass and took a keen interest in mine. Pecs physically kicked the big-dicked slave boi out His way and forced Timmy down on His growing cock. Timmy was like a Hoover on it. His Master ate my hole like a mad Man.
Unlike clean-shaven Pecs and Guns, this Master had a very rough and prickly beard. While my hole hadn't been worked over by Mr. Stevens that day, it was still tender and sore from the day before. i felt every prickly hair and it drove me crazy. Over the past few days, i really wanted to jack my boi-dick a lot, this was one of those over the top moments when i wanted to beg out loud to be released from the damn chastity cage.
Of course, i was a good boi and just dealt with it, moaning like a bitch in heat. Once my ass was primed, Timmy's Master slipped on a condom and drove His fat eight inches into my boi-hole. He lifted me up like a rag doll and put me down in front of Timmy. Pecs was lining up His beautiful niner and getting ready to plow that hot twink ass. Timmy grinned at me and we dove into each other, finishing our make out session like good bois should: while getting hard fucked by big-dicked Daddies.
At some point in the madness, Guns appeared and Timmy and i tongue wrestled over His big cock between us. Not surprisingly, Timmy could easily swallow the python. When it was my turn i really focused hard on doing it right. Timmy encouraged me with little breathless, whispers.
For the first time, it went down to the root without a struggle. Out of the corner of my eye i watched Guns high-five Pecs.
"good... job... Johnny..." Timmy whispered to me, then stuck his tongue deep in my ear. Timmy's Master reached over and cracked Timmy upside the head.
"Make yourself useful, bitch, and work this boi's tits - HARD," He barked. If being fucked by Pecs big niner wasn't making ones self useful, i don't know what was, but then i realized it was about Timmy being useful to His Master that mattered, regardless of how useful he was to Pecs at the moment. Timmy's fingers snapped to my tits and tweaked the fuck out 'em. If i didn't have Guns' fat cock in my gullet i would screamed like a Banshee. Using me, Timmy was pleasing His Master in a way i never thought of. A good boi always has his Master's pleasure first in his mind.
My ass involuntarily clenched with the nipple work like it always does. Timmy's Master howled with delight. Guns laughed out loud.
"its tits are extremely hard-wired, like that" He commented, "ride the boi, he needs it hard." To emphasize His point He started really skull-fucking me. i spit and sputtered and choked up throat slime like crazy, Guns just drove. Timmy's Master picked up the pace, i was a mess between the fire in my throat and the fire in my ass. My body was tingling all over, then went a little numb and limp. i couldn't seem to hold myself up, but that didn't stop the fuck. They grabbed my little body and fucked this slave boi mercilessly.
Pecs came first, then Guns, then Timmy's Master ...all three grunted in unison and growled loud and clear. Timmy and i struggled to take it, Guns painted our faces with cum. We tongue wrestled to lick as much of it up off His huge cock and then off one another's face. Timmy's ear-to-ear grin helped me regain my composure, sweat was everywhere.
Timmy's Master pulled Timmy to His cock for clean up as Pecs fed me His cock for similar duty. It tasted like Master cum and hot boi-ass. My boi-dick strained mightily. When Pecs was satisfied, Timmy's ass was presented to me and i sucked out Pecs load and fed it to the hungry boi. Timmy ate the load like a starving boi, i couldn't seem to deliver it fast enough.
i could've messed around with Timmy forever, but Pecs and Guns had a schedule and i was soon escorted out to the van. It was dark and cold outside, i slobbered on the plug in the boi-seat and quickly set myself in place. Timmy's Master's work had loosened up and lubed my hole, but i still grunted as the menacing plug stretched me wide before popping in deep. By the time Pecs had secured me (arms locked behind the seat back, knees and ankles stretched wide and secured to the sides of the van), i was shivering from the cold and my teeth were chattering. Guns mercifully turned on the engine and started up the heater.
Once the van warmed slightly, Pecs got in and to my surprise, unlocked and removed the chastity device. My boi-dick sprang to attention immediately. He stroked it a couple of times and i looked at Him puzzled. Was this some sort of test?
"No need for the cage this weekend, boi" He explained, "and without it, i have better access to these." He grabbed my balls and kneaded them. Pulling them low in their sack and squeezing them. i tried my best to not scream, but a low grunting noise escaped my lips. Fuck, it hurt like hell. Then it dawned on me, hell was coming to my balls. i clenched my teeth and gripped my hands together behind my back and held on for dear life.
"We've been too easy on you according to the Boss" He said, as He continued to squeeze each nut between His big thumb and forefinger. It was ridiculous pain, i thought i was going to throw up. But, i did my best to keep my cool, knowing that a good boi endures what a Master deals for the Master's pleasure is paramount to the boi's suffering. Pecs smile indicated His happiness and that was all that mattered.
After a few excruciating minutes, the van was hotter than hell, i was sweating like mad and squirming in my seat. The plug was solidly in place and driving me crazy. Pecs reached back and flipped a switch under my seat and suddenly the plug buzzed and then sent out a sharp jolt of electricity. At that point, i screamed. Pecs laughed an evil laugh that i hadn't heard from Him before.
"please Master Pecs, please, please, please turn it off, Master Pecs, please..." i begged as it jolted me again and again. My hole was on fire from the inside out. He tugged sharply on my balls and then slipped a parachute over them, quickly. It pinched the skin on my balls and i screamed even more, He just laughed as He adjusted it tight.
"These weekends are hard on ya, boi, get used to it" He informed me. A rope was tied from the parachute to the dashboard of the van. The passenger door opened and the Big- dicked Man got in. i broke out in a whole new cold sweat.
"What the fuck is all this screaming about?" He said. He wrenched down on the rope and i thought my balls would pull off completely. i convulsed in the seat, between the jolts to my ass and the excruciating ripping pain on my balls, i was breathless. "see, Pecs, the right amount of pain shuts 'em up good" He explained.
When He let up on the rope, it was all i could do to catch my breath. Guns took the Big- dicked Man's place when, having proved His point to Pecs, He got out. Pecs put the van in gear and we were off. i have no idea how far we went or how long it took to get there.
The entire drive was also a lecture about skin elasticity and the various creams and ointments that could be employed to stretch skin. The lecture was about balls and scrotums and everything that could be done there. Guns sounded more like a doctor than a Master, as He read the words in a loud clear voice. i was ordered to repeat every sentence back to him. It went on and on. i was blinded by pain and would get a harsh tug on the rope stretching my balls to the extreme every time i messed up.
The jolts varied, the ripping tugs on my balls varied. i sweat like a stuck pig and uncomfortably squirmed and convulsed the whole way. By the time Pecs pulled the van into a huge garage, every muscle in my body ached like crazy. i was exhausted. The van smelled like a locker room. The pain was endless, but my boi-dick was rock solid and leaky the whole way.
The Guns opened the side door to the van as Pecs untied me from the various straps and ropes constraining me. i slumped over in the seat. Guns grabbed my collar and pulled me out onto the cold concrete floor.
"it never walks at The Facility" He stated clearly towards me, "is that absolutely clear?"
"Yes, Master, understood, Master" i replied as i got myself onto my hands and knees. Sore or not, i did not want to fuck up.
Guns pulled the collar forward and i hustled to keep pace, still it choked me hard the entire way to the door. Once inside, i almost pissed myself. i could hear intense screams and howls, like other slave bois being worked over to the extreme.
"It's never quiet here, is it?" Pecs joked.
"What the fuck good is a quiet learning facility?" Guns replied, half-heartedly. i just gasped and tried to breathe when i could. They striped out of their jeans and tee shirts, apparently the school Masters' uniform was a harness. They wore black leather harnesses that crisscrossed their chests and lead down to a chrome cockring projecting their huge cocks and balls forward. Once their clothes were put away in lockers, we went into the Facility proper. Guns was strong and pulled me hard and fast down the hall way.
We stopped in-front of an open door. A young boi, maybe mid-20s, was strung up with his arms spread wide above him. A menacingly huge dildo was mounted directly underneath his bubble butt. His legs were balanced, each on a small wooden crate. A Master worked him over, taunting him and encouraging him. The Master nudged the crates apart inch by inch giving the boi less and less leverage to hold himself above the dildo. He begged and pleaded, but the Master only whipped him mercilessly with a sharp little riding crop. Clearly the boi was terrified of the dildo, but clearly he had no choice but to impale himself on it. his cries for mercy were met with laughter.
Watching this boi struggle, Pecs' niner was hard and dripping, as if he hadn't shot in days. My own boi-dick was fully hard and leaking as well. The Master in the room nudged the crates apart again and the boi slipped down onto the dildo.
He screeched and pleaded, begging not to have to take it, even as it started stretching his pink pucker apart. Pecs complimented the Master at work and we moved on. A few feet down the hall and the boi's anguished screeching became the screams that full impalement would have brought. A shiver went down my spine and my boi-dick stood straight up.
A few doors down was my cell, room number 14. i would come to dread this place. i was hauled in and Pecs quickly attached leather wrist and ankle cuffs to me. Like the boi down the hall, i was quickly strung up, spread eagle against the wall. i stood on the tips of my toes.
A harsh pair of nipple clamps were clipped in place. My body jerked and spasmed with the pain. My boi-dick was stroked a few times to ensure its full fledged hardness. Pecs hit some buttons on a panel by the wall and a picture of my Master appeared before me. Pecs leaned into me.
"Focus, boi, watch this clip of your Master. Stay focused and centered on Him and His desires and this will go better for you. Get in that 'good boi headspace' and stay there." He instructed, slapping my face gently.
"Welcome, boi" Master began, "this is the first a series of video clips I've filmed for you, to help my boi focus through His modifications for Me. This one is all about those boi balls of Mine. By now, you've seen a good example of the set i want. We know what you had." He laughed.