Submission to Nifty Erotic Stories. Gay Male. Authoritarian. Date, 24th December 2006 From, Jeorges Sable email jorgesable246@hotmail.com Initiation into Bondage. Chapter two.
After a half an hour savouring each others bodies Tomas told Jose that it was time that they went to cool off, and they should go swimming to clean themselves up and in Jose's case, wash off the sweat streaks from his whipping. Jose jumped up, and no longer bashful, ran naked down to the pool to dive in as Tomas followed suit.
After five minutes of hard swimming Tomas climbed out onto a sunbed and called to the boy to join him. "I would like to make you wear this little loin cloth" he told Jose,"I think that our bodies often look at their most attractive when wearing skimpy costumes, and now you are my boy, I can make you wear what I like. In fact you will wear this loin cloth to meet a couple of friends of mine tomorrow when I give you your next punishment and they come to watch." He produced from under the sunbed a small chamois leather loincloth. He showed the naked boy how to put it on. Wrapping the thin waist band around just above his penis then passing one end through a loop in the other just above his butt crack. Then passing it between Jose's legs to loop over the waist strap and tuck it down inside at the front.
Jose was already erect again at the thought of all that was going on, and he got even harder as he watched Tomas tie his own tiny g-string back in place over his already full erection.
The two eyed each other up. Two wonderful specimens, one boy, one man. Lithe, tanned, active and full of life and both knowing the other was willing to join in more S&M sessions such as had already taken place. "Alright boy" started Tomas, "You know that you have twenty lashes still to come today, before you will be allowed to go to our room for a nights sleep. You should also know that you will spend the night in bondage, spreadeagled on your back and naked apart from some penis exciter rings that I will introduce you to. You will be on the wide hard bed next to mine." Tomas was already getting excited at the prospect of submitting to a further whipping and bondage but his answer was delightful for Tomas, "Sir, you know I promised to obey whatever you asked of me. I know that I climaxed this morning when you told me not to so I deserve to be whipped again, but sir, could we do the whipping now so that it is over well before we turn in for the night?"
"If that is the way you feel boy, yes, we will go up to the room now but I warn you, I will use a harder lash than this mornings which just seemed to give you as much pleasure as pain!" He looked over at Jose, his body smooth and shining from his swim and with only one or two pale red stripes across his back and buttocks remaining. His tiny leather loincloth pulled tight between his butt cheeks emphasised his smooth bubble butt. His flat velvet smooth tummy and hairless body shown off to perfection by the loincloths front flap, his dark hair shining from the water and his eyes flashing with excitement to have found what he had dreamed about since the age of eleven. "You will come with me now boy" commanded Tomas and led the way back to the punishment room. Again, he unlocked it, opened up and when they were inside the room he locked it behind them.
"This time boy, your wrists will be tied together above your head and your ankles will be bound like last time. This will enable you to wriggle around and twist either your back or front to me as I lay on the lashes. This is fun for me to watch as you try to squirm away from the lash to ease the pain. I will lay on a stroke every half minute so your punishment will last ten minutes unless I have to lay on extra strokes. You will get extra if you plead for mercy, either asking for lighter strokes or even pleading with me to stop." Tomas paused before asking if Jose had understood the terms of the whipping.
"Yes sir, I understand. I wonder if it would be alright to be gagged so I cannot ask for mercy." Jose asked. "No way" was the firm answer as Tomas instructed the boy to hold our his wrists to be tied. Tomas bound the slender wrists of the boy, cinching cruelly tight as Jose winced with the pain. A rope tied to the overhead beam was passed through his bound wrists and back over the beam and then to a ring set in the wall to be tied off. Jose stood, sweating now, the thin leather loincloth tented out with his growing sexual urges. Tomas picked up a cord to tie his ankles and as he knelt at the bound boy's feet he tied him, again cinching cruelly tight so that all Jose could do to keep his balance was jump both legs together. Tomas had cleverly allowed enough slack so the boy could in fact wriggle, writhe and squirm as the lash fell as he hung basically from his bound wrists.
He went to the boy and undid his loincloth, pulling it clear to leave him naked, his erection now rigid and nearly touching his navel. He then undid his own waist string and let his little covering fall so he too was naked. He stood close to the bound boy, and putting his arms around him he pulled him close, and their mouths met in a long kiss. Tongues searching, their groins and naked cocks rubbing against each other and sweat from both their naked bodies beginning to mingle. Finally, Tomas pushed away and picked up the whip again. "Are you ready boy" he asked Jose. "Yes sir, whip me as hard as you like, I am your boy and will take any punishment you ask of me."
The swish of the whip was startlingly loud followed by a cry from Jose as it wrapped around his shoulders, biting into his ribs. Thirty seconds later it landed again and Jose was struggling. Jumping his bound legs to keep balance, and twisting away from the whip in a useless attempt for relief. Another stroke, another cry and red stripes appearing on the smooth body of the boy. After ten strokes Jose was sobbing uncontrollably and writhing in genuine agony. Tomas went to him and asked him if he was alright, and at the same time felt the boys cock to find it still totally firm, rigid and twitching. "Yes sir, sorry sir that I am making a fuss, so I deserve to suffer but I want you to carry on with my whipping. I know I can stand it, but am worried that I may have another accident like this morning even with this harder whipping. "In that case boy, I will use an even fiercer whip for your last ten." And Tomas went to the wall and selected a lash with nine leather tails, but not knotted so that it would not actually lacerate the boy."
Now the whipping continued and Tomas was fascinated to see that his boys cock remained pointing upwards and regularly heaving and twitching through all the pain he was enduring, although his moaning and sobbing continued. Finally, it was over and Tomas again stood before the boy. Their lips found each other as Tomas held the writhing naked sweating boy in his arms and pushed their cocks together, gently rubbing his hands down the silky smooth skin of the young boy. Suddenly, Jose could hold it no longer and he climaxed again shooting cum all over his master who was holding him. The excited Tomas followed suit as he brought himself to climax with a few deft strokes of one hand while still holding the boy with the other.
After a couple of minutes, Tomas knelt do undo Jose's ankle bonds, and having done that released his wrists. He led Tomas, still naked, out of the room and into his large sitting area to a couch in front of a television. "I have a video that I want to show you boy, so you know what I have in store for you tomorrow" Tomas told him. He pressed the remote control and a caption announced a boy bondage scene. Tomas and his master sat side by side, naked and again aroused as a naked youth appeared on the screen. He was ordered to lie down and spread his arms to be tied to a beam which lay at the foot of an upright post. They watched as the youth's wrists were tied with many turns of hemp rope to each end of the beam. Then the beam was winched up until the youth was on tiptoe against the upright. Finally his legs were tied individually to two rings on the side of the upright and he hung, suspended on what had now become a cross. Gradually the struggles intensified until the sweat was pouring off the victim. After a while his master appeared with a lash, and despite the victim already being in agony, he was given twenty lashes on his chest and tummy. Delightfully, during all this the victim remained obviously extremely sexually excited.
"Well, do you think you can stand a session like that boy," asked Tomas. "Tell you what though boy, I will use padded cuffs on you rather than the hemp rope because that will ease it for you, and the rope is really cruel on the wrists and ankles especially for your first time. Jose thought for a moment before asking. "I want you to use the rope on me please sir. I want you to make me suffer like the boy in the video we have just watched. Please sir, will you use the rope?" Tomas did not take any persuading and agreed with his boy. Tomas knew that tomorrow would be a day to remember. "Tomorrow at 10am you will be wearing your loincloth, you will be in the punishment room, hands tied behind your back so you cannot touch yourself. You will await my friends who will come and examine you before the crucifixion starts." Tomas looked down at Jose as he sat beside him and saw that Jose's erection was ramrod hard and, as always, twitching with excitement.
So finally, the day was over and Jose submitted willingly to be spreadeagled naked on the bed next to Tomas. Each limb was held by a rope, wrapped several times around wrist or ankle and knotted off before leading to the light chains from each corner of the bed. Any movement in the night would make the boy aware, and the hemp rope Tomas had used would be used to start tying the boy to the cross in the morning. Tomas final act was to fit the rings and straps around Jose's penis, using baby oil to lubricate it to slide them into place. It was a complicated device known as "hard as steel" and took a while to force on. Finally Tomas stood back. "That will keep you horny all night my little slave" he chuckled, and he ruffled the boys sweaty hair before climbing onto his own bed.
Chapter three will be Jose's crucifixion. Keep the ideas coming and tell me if you are enjoying this tale. He has two weeks of holiday to fill up after all!
Jeorges Sable.