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Chapter Twenty-four – A stretch
"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." Pecs instructed, slapping my face gently.
"Welcome, boi" Master began, "this is the first a series of video clips I've filmed 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.
i was stretched out spread eagle, naked against the wall of my cell. i was exhausted and in pain. The stretch was one thing, but the sharp nipple clamps and the rope that Pecs was meticulously wrapping around my balls was another. He kept pulling and winding the rope forcing my balls incredibly low in their sac. They were to shiny deep red orbs. i grunted constantly.
The image of my Master was front and center on the screen. i was alert and breathless. Pecs tied off my balls and paused the screen.
"boi, this is going to hurt. There's no easy way to put it. Take a deep breath." He cautioned. i sucked in air and He cranked a ratchet somewhere below me. He counted out one-two-three clicks of the lever. Each click pulled harder and harder on my nuts. i was blind with agony. i just screamed and flailed as best i could in my bondage. i couldn't budge an inch. At that moment, i was sure i was the loudest screamer in a facility full of screaming bois. i begged for mercy, promised my life, anything... it didn't matter.
Guns grinned and rubbed my sweaty chest and abs. Tugging on the nipple clamps and stroking my hard boi dick just seemed to intensify the stretch.
"Pay..." slap, "attention..." slap "boi..." Guns grunted in my stinging face. i did my best to regain my control, to breathe through it. God, it was intense. i couldn't stop the tears, but i somehow managed to stop the heaving. One of them was stroking my boi dick and it felt amazing... i got myself together, slowly.
They stepped back and hit the play button, Master continued.
"You're a smart boi, so you're probably wondering what it's gonna take to get my boi balls stretched. Well, you're at a three right now. i want you to get to, at least, eight this weekend, boi." He stated like it was achievable. i just sobbed and my mind went crazy. Five more notches lower? My balls felt like they were being torn-off at this point. i couldn't imagine eight. i started to beg the screen, beg the image of my smiling, watching, Master.
He paused to let it sink in. Master took his leather jacket off and revealed his incredible chest. My mouth watered remembering the joy of suckling on His tits, the rich smell of His arm pits, the salty sweaty taste of His sweat. My boi dick was fully erect.
Pecs rubbed my head and wiped some sweat off me. Guns stroked my cock. i was so aroused and lost in the image of my fucking hot Master, i almost came. But just at that moment, Guns stopped stroking and the ratchet turned another click.
"That's four, boi" He said proudly. i heard him through the blindness, through the white light filling my head, through the most intense scream that i never thought i could make. Hard slaps, the kind that knock teeth loose, cracked across my face. Maybe four or five of them, before i got myself, even a little bit, back together. My entire body trembled. Sweat seeped from every pore. Master began again.
"Very good, boi, half way there already. I want this, boi, GIVE IT TO ME. This isn't about the pain, boi, it's about giving ME complete control. You know that boi, you want that. Now convince the guys there of it." He commanded.
i looked at Pecs and Guns looking at me, expectantly. Their arms were crossed, Their huge cocks at full mast. i looked at the image of Master. He reclined in his seat, stretched His powerful arms out and rested His big manly hands behind His head. Fuck... He was so incredibly beautiful...
"Master Pecs, Master Guns, thank you, thank you for stretching my Master's balls for HIM. Please... please... please help me give myself to HIM completely, please SIRS. Please!" I begged them on and on. The words were hard to say through the pain, but i meant every syllable and got louder and more urgent as they waited.
After five or ten minutes of begging, They still stood there stone cold. Master still rested. It was surreal, like all the world was on pause, except me. i didn't know what to do. i was confused and a panic started to set in.
i was doing something wrong, i needed to do better. i started to freak out. My mind was spinning at 100 mph. My eyes darted between Pecs and Guns and Master. i was shaking like a leaf. Begging and begging and begging... and then it came to me.
"Please, please SIRS, please turn it another notch. Please help me. Please help me give Master everything in me. Please." i begged and sobbed. i couldn't believe myself. For a split second i thought someone else was in the room begging for me. i went on and on, and then finally Master smiled and nodded and Guns turned the ratchet for fifth click. Mercifully, i passed out.
Again, hard slaps brought me back. i was sure my teeth were loose now, my nose was dripping, but i couldn't tell if it was blood or snot. i was a mess of sweat. i was breathing in short gasps and praying for mercy. My voice was gone and i silently screamed, but no noise came forth.
"Very good, boi" Master's voice said, finally. My eyes fluttered and i looked at him. Was this a live feed or a video. How did he know me that well? The timing was uncanny, my mind was racing. Master laughed.
"I know you better than you know yourself, boi. Never forget that, I make the decisions now, you obey. Its simple that way, and better for you. Your greatest potential is just starting to shine, boi. I'll get it all. ALL OF IT, boi" Master explained. i felt oddly comforted and my mind shut down, worry and concern seemed to leave me. The pain was steady and everywhere, constantly. Master's voice was my only solace. He repeated that last message again and again or maybe the video was repeating. i couldn't tell. Guns slapped me into focus a few times. i'd drift in and out of it.
After what seemed like hours, Pecs came up to me and woke me up. i'd fallen asleep. My limbs were completely numb.
"Brace yourself, boi" He warned as He eased the tension on my balls. My screaming renewed and i felt like vomiting. i shook all over. He grabbed my balls and massaged them. His hands felt like they were on fire, needle-sharp pain was everywhere and intense. i couldn't control the shakes. He unwound the rope and replaced it with something metal. It was heavy and warm and it kept my nuts stretched really low.
"These ball weights will be a constant now, boi. Weeks long, constant. In the facility they'll only come off when the rope goes on, and you know what that means now." He said, slightly chuckling. Then i heard the ratchet noise and winced. "You did good last night, boi. I'm proud of you." He rubbed my head and i glowed.
Guns joined us and they lowered me from the wall. i could not stand or even crawl, my limbs were completely numb. Guns hoisted my body up over his shoulder and hauled me away. Down a hallway, up some stairs, through a door, i don't know. It was a maze.
We ended in a room that looked a little like a hotel room, but just a bed. He laid me on it in the center, then cuddled in behind me and held me tight. My toes began to come back to life. i cried myself to sleep in his strong embrace. Pecs joined us at some point and he gently massaged my arms and legs. It was heavenly.
"Get up, boi" was my wake up call. i was exhausted, but felt Pecs yank on my collar and pull me to the floor. i followed him to the bathroom and we did our morning duty and got all cleaned up and hosed out. Shitting in front of Him was getting easier to do, but still uncomfortable. Once i was ready we went back out to the main room.
Pecs positioned me into what was a new pose to learn. Arms out a little more than shoulder width apart, knees far apart, head up, back arched low, ass up and out. It wasn't the hardest pose to hold, but the floor was cold and concrete. He reached under me and stroked my boi-dick to full hardness, then attached a cord to the weight around my balls. Guns brought in a weight, like what goes on a bar at the gym.
"Just 10 pounds of tow weight to start with, boi" He explained as He tied the other end of the cord to it.
"OK, let's go get some grub." Guns ordered. Crawling and dragging ten pounds with your nuts is not a great way to start your day. A little crack of the crop on my tender ass, helped me get the hang of it, very quickly.
In a mess hall, i was cuffed by one wrist to a metal railing with other slave bois. They all looked really tired and sore. Most had swollen, puffy red eyes, all were naked like me. All were somewhat bruised or showed signs of Trainers whips, belts or floggers. There were about four of us. i was still half out of it and details aren't exactly clear.
After being cuffed, Guns grabbed my collar harshly and pulled my face very close to His.
"Listen, boi, no talking, period. Behave yourself." He emphasized his point by slapping me hard across my face. It hurt like hell, but i got the message. He took my tow weight and slipped it over the railing, leaving me with a strong pull on my nuts. i bowed my head and focused on breathing.
Pecs came back to me and lifted up my head.
"Vitamins and a little blue pill, for you, boi" He said somewhat cheerfully. He held my head up and forced my jaw wide open. Then He shoved the pills way back in my throat. Before i could gag, His cock was in my mouth and pissing. And then, before i could even realize what was happening, i was swallowing a cocktail of piss, vitamins and Viagra.
Guns brought a dog bowl full of an oatmeal like porridge and Pecs pissed in that too. My free hand was cuffed to my collar and eating was hard, but i was starving and it looked and smelled fantastic. Like my brothers around me, i buried my head in the bowl and devoured it in minutes. Before it was finished my boi dick was throbbing hard as blue steel. What a breakfast!