By now, I knew that there was nothing to be fearful of. Master and the others
were all in the medical field and I knew that they wouldn't harm me permanently. Although one never totally surrenders the natural emotion of fear, or do
they.
I lay there on the mat, full of body piercings and stretched out like some animal skin undergoing the process of drying and forming. Every limb and appendage had either a chain or leather strap attached to it. I was somewhat amazed that I wasn't suffering any muscle cramps, just the `normal' pains from having the dick, nuts, nipples bound and stretched.
They still had that support attached to my calf and thigh on each leg. I felt
the chain on the ankle cuffs begin to move outward. And outward they went, and that is when I felt the sensation that the ankles were not just going outward but up as well. Once the legs were obscenely split the legs went up to a point where my ass was off the floor; all be it, having that chain across my lower abdomen. A small foam cushion was shoved underneath my body just where the tailbone was sort of raised into the air. If they had a camera, this would of made a good photo.
Master Nathan was correct; when he said this would be a training session depriving myself of all the senses except for feel. Occasionally somebody was accidentally (I chose to believe) hitting the straps attached to the nads and the pain was felt, once again, consuming the area from the nads to the pit of my stomach. Surely they knew when enough was enough. The funnel must have been
still connected to the stomach tube, as on occasion I felt hot fluid landing on the head and chest. I suppose they weren't kneeling down to piss, but rather in the standing position. Days and even perhaps weeks later, I learned that there was always a slave prone between my legs with the piss plumbing taped into his own mouth; aiding in recycling every persons piss, my own included. It was, is, so true that when one loses some of his senses that the remaining ones take over. I was beginning to understand the need to only feel. As long as I remained calm, I was able to get enough air into the lungs via the two tubes in my nose.
Something sticky was felt being applied onto the body. It was like a sticky patch, sort of like you see on television with those stop smoking aids. They were applied to my nads, dick, ears, nipple area, and after taking off my feet
coverings, they were stuck to the soles of my feet. One each was applied to each thigh, and stomach. Then I felt someone release the huge butt plug from my hole, only to feel the painful insertion of larger sized dildo. I had thought earlier that the plug was the largest thing made, but this dildo proved me oh so wrong. Still, while all this was going on, I continued to feel the splash of warm piss on the body and face.
I began to feel a dull sensation on my feet and the feeling continued up the body all the way to my ears. The feeling starting to go from a nice tingle to a sharp needle like pain. The feeling did not last long at any one spot. Then the feelings were bouncing around the body in no special order. As the dullness began to turn into continuous stabs the durations also became more noticeable. When the level of pain on the lower body was seemingly way too much to take, the pain was really a numb one on the upper part of my body. The stronger the lower pain became, the weaker the upper pain was. Finally the jolts of pain, the tingling were only felt below my waist chain. The ones shooting through the nads were worst of all. I felt sick to my stomach each time the
sharpness arrived to cause the infliction of pain and discomfort. Spit in my
mouth was turning to foam and oozing out the mouth, looking like a rabid dog. I was grateful when the pain stopped. I was able to once again breathe enough to fill up my lungs.
The dildo began to stroke in and out sending an uncomfortable sensation within my body. It felt as if the damn thing was packing all the grease in my ass and then pushing it further up inside. The dildo began to twist in large circles as it continued its journey up my chute. Holy hell, they have put the dildo onto the `fuck machine'. Oh lord set me free. I had hoped that the one use of that machine was the only one I was going to get. Yet, wrong again. Now, I'm here to tell you; in my situation, thinking is totally fucking useless. The machine worked my hole for eternity before I began to feel the pleasure and not the pain.
While the machine was still power fucking my hole, the former based feeling on the rest of my body returned. The same feelings, the same random order, the same intensity. With both of these things working on my body, it was becoming more difficult to get air. But, what I found out was that someone was pinching off one then the other nose tube. At times both were pinched shut. My mind was becoming mush and I was hoping to pass out just till this training was over. And yet these bastards still found pleasure in pissing down the mouth tube, splashing more on the body than done the funnel. I vomited something up into my mouth and knew that I had to swallow it back, lest I was to drown in my own puke.
I never felt another thing after I had swallowed my own vomit. When I started to return to consciousness all the pain and suffering had stopped. The world had stopped. My life had stopped.
I felt a drop of moisture on my right cheek, then another. The earplugs were taken out, and another drop of moisture landed on my face. Then with the next
drop, I heard the sobs and whimpers of a human. A touch of a hand to my face, and I knew then that it was Cody. All the others had taken there leave; and Cody and Trey were ordered back to the room to tend to my body. I learned that Cody and Trey had been with me the last 30 minutes of my training. The training had lasted well over 90 minutes.
"Hey there boy', you look and smell like shit" Trey announced. "Your Master has requested that I and I alone get you unhooked, unfastened from all these nice and wonderful training aides." Trey or no Trey, I was glad to be released from these bonds. He was none to gentle in his work, but that should be expected from him or others. He started with the chains and ropes at my head and worked his way down. The orbs were the sorest of all and they felt every stinking thing as Trey lowered them down, but he did not remove the leather from them. The nads remained separated. To have my feet covered and lowered to the ground was a blessing, although the legs were kept split in two. I wondered how much the group had stretched my sac and nipples. Someday I hoped to find out. During all this unhooking, Cody had his mouth stuffed with the piss recycle tubing. "You see boy', even your buddy Cody has his responsibilities. He is sucking your bladder dry. Hell, he ain't even waiting for the piss to come to him. He is sucking like my mom's old Hoover. I bet you was wishing that he could suck your worthless ugly dick too. But cocksucking will come soon enough. But it won't be Cody doing the sucking."
The familiar sounds of the feet approaching indicated that somebody else had now entered the room. " Excellent! Most exquisite looking nuts, I do say. Seems as if the boy' has come through this training with not lasting effects other than everything nicely stretched." Boomed Master Nathan. Shit, I was in for more suffering. " Seems the nuts have become nicely swollen and I'm sure that when boy' is in his proper position the nuts will hang quite nicely. Now I think you, Trey, should remove his nose tubes and stomach pipe."
Without as much as a word, Trey grabbed the two tubes in my nose and yanked on them. I tried to cough them up as he pulled on them. Once they were out, I could breath a lot more freely, almost normal'. When it came the moment to take the stomach pipe out Master Nathan told me to cough hard on the count of three. I coughed and the tube didn't come all the way out. Master Nathan had to take over the extraction and was none to kind to Trey in the process. I heard Master Nathan say to him that perhaps a good whipping or flogging was in order for him. Master Nathan then instructed Trey to go stand by the wall and allow Cody access to me; so that he, Cody, could tend to me. Master Nathan stormed out of my room; mostly likely to report the situation to my Master. Cody was more composed now, as he went about his duties. He washed my face and arms and the attention was most welcome. He used a very soft towel to dry the skin, which felt like a cloud brushing over me from up above. He continued his cleaning of me, but before he washed my chest, he licked all of the others piss from it. He was so gentle when he was cleaning around my nipples. " Gee boy', I think your nipples grew at least an inch or more just today. But they don't look as bad as your ears do. Heck, the holes in them things are gigantic. Do you feel ok?" I nodded my head. Cody washed me from my neck to my waist with loving care. He made sure to dry the collar and wrist cuffs very well. Before he began his washing of the remainder he said to me " now I have to do something I don't really want to do" and he carefully and slowly removed the dildo from my ass. Then he held it to my mouth and ordered me to clean it off. Because it was Cody, I didn't even think about the foul smell or the taste of everything on it. I licked it as clean as I could. Obviously I couldn't suck it clean due to its size. Cody then cleaned my dick and commented on how much the two flaps' had stretched and looked grotesques. He apologized for having to wash my nads as he knew he was going to hurt me. I took in a massive amount of air and exhaled and Cody began his work on my nuts. When it was done and over with, Cody planted a nice kiss on my sore mouth. He washed my hole and then the legs, paying close attention to the skin under the cuffs. I was to exhausted to really feel the clean', but I knew that I was spotless. I lay there wondering what was next. Perhaps a meal and sleep. I heard footsteps and the shuffle of bare feet. Master had returned with several of the slaves.
"Well, Trey, I understand that you have displeased Master Nathan." Although you are a novice at master/slave training, I feel that it is most appropriate for you to feel 10 lashes of the whip. We shall administer your punishment before the sun sets." Hip Hip Hooray, there is justice after all. Now why in the hell did I say that? Fuck me! I should not ever wish that on anyone. It is not for me to judge the works of others. Trey is learning and must learn his duties just as I am learning mine. And, after all, I did have a `crush' on him all through college. I wonder if he still is as handsome as when I last saw him. I'd give anything to have my sight back, even if just for a few moments.
"Now then Cody, it seems that you have done an excellent job on cleaning boy '. I am most pleased with your actions today. We need to get boy' back into his normal position, and that is why I have brought along these bedslaves to help you." I felt many hands on the body. "For Christ's sakes Trey, get your stiff dick over here and give them some assistance!" yelled my Master. As I was being moved and turned Master spoke "now be careful when you get him back to all fours. boys' nuts and sac are going to drop like a fucking rock. Perhaps someone should get down there and help his nuts to go down gently. One of the slaves, I think, got down very close to me and put my nads in his moist mouth. As the others rolled me over, the slave moved in unison with them keeping my nads secure in his mouth. Once I was on my fours, in proper position, Master ordered my sac released from the slaves mouth. It went very well under my sac and nads were on their own. The pain was tremendous and I let out a soft muffled groan. Cody's hands came forth and stroked my head and my back allowing me to forget the discomfort of my swollen nads and sac. "Ok slaves, now we are going out to the back yard with boy', so you slaves go first, as `boy' is still learning to walk properly." Out they went, and I followed next to last. With my knees covered and bearing most of my weight I proceeded better this time than before. I just had to accustom my brain to learn to balance the body a little better. I think Cody was last in the line as he was sort of guiding me along by holding onto my upright positioned feet. My nads hurt like hell from each and every movement, but I didn't fuss nor cry out. I "sucked it up" and went on with the others.
I instantly had a `brain fart'. I still had my hearing, my mouth was not plugged and, AND my ass hole was empty. This indeed was cause to celebrate. The
only things other than my eyes being covered were the catheter dangling down
with the two dick head rings and sore nuts; all else was not important. God Almighty, was this the end of my first weekend? Just go along to the yard and
give them all a goodbye kiss? Perhaps a nice soak in the pool? Maybe a night of sleeping peacefully under the stars? Or perhaps, even better, a romantic night with Cody or Trey?
I smelt the aroma of food cooking on a outdoor grill. After what I had just been through I suppose I had earned a nice meal. The smell was intoxicating to say the least. The outdoor air bustled across my back and between my legs. It was like a grand feeling of freedom. I heard some there, compliment Master on my appearance and lasting endurance. Although not really allowed, I felt a deep sense of pride. I could even smell the grass and only wished that my knees and hands could feel the grass as well.
Cody commanded me to stop. He came forward and knelt down to meet my face. " >From here the boy' will drink and be feed. What the boy' drinks and eats will become apparent as the time progresses. There are many here to feed you and use you. You will also hear the cries of pain and agony. Now then, Cody continued, in front of you are two steps. boy' will climb the two steps and when commanded, boy' will come to a complete stop". Steps? What now? I found the two steps and did my best to move up them, but Cody had to assist me a great deal. Two steps is about 22 to 30 inches off the ground so I wasn't to concerned if I fell off them. "STOP!" and I stopped.
I was kneeling on a platform, slightly more than two feet or so off the ground. Cody once again came forward and told me to relax and do my best. "Master and I are so so proud of you boy' for what you have endured today and everyday" Cody semi-whispered." And I think I am starting to love boy', perhaps more than I should". Before I could figure out what was going on, my wrist cuffs were locked down to the platform. The other end of the platform seemed to pull apart as once again my legs where split in two; but nowhere near as bad as they had been earlier. A strap was wound around the platform and my knee keeping them solidly bound in place. "I'm sorry if I caused you pain and harm earlier" said the voice, choked with emotion. "I promise to never hurt you like that again." Shit, Holy Hell, it was Trey.
"Alright now Mr. Trey, proceed to the frame" a strong, very strong voice commanded. Trey kissed me on my closed lips, like a fine gentleman. He was gone from me now. "Drink `boy' Cody said. I lowered my head and found the bowl of water and lapped eagerly. I devoured the water in record time. I felt someone moving about my dick and realized that they were re-connecting the recycle tube. The tube went down a hole in the platform to either a container or a slave. My money is on a slave.
Something was going on at my hole. I could really tell what was happening because of all the use and training the hole had gotten since I had arrived. Any
intimate feelings were lost with the stretching and raping with that god-forsaken machine. Moments later I felt heat within my body. Some one had pissed up my ass. Then another.
After the second person had withdrawn from the hole I experienced the familiar feeling of grease being packed. Not cold either, so I assumed that it was Crisco from a can.
"Don't be frightened `boy', don't feel shame." Cody said to me. In an instant I faintly heard the whistle of leather as it struck Trey's body. He screamed like I had never heard before. I instantly, mentally, started to count the strokes. By the time Trey had gotten five strokes, I could hear him vomit and utter the words of apology. After ten, only sobs from a broken spirit could be heard. Trey has learned what the whip feels like, so now he will be a better person for that.
"I believe the evening meal is ready, so if the slaves will prepare their masters plates we can all eat." Proclaimed Master. " Now then Trey, why don't you get boys' meal ready for him, while I give boy' something to drink." That said, Master approached my mouth and ordered me to open up. Master proceeded to impale my mouth with His cock and flood me with His golden nectar. I swallowed rapidly and without spilling a single drop of cherished piss.
I noticed someone at my hole. It was Trey! Trey inserted his hand without stopping, into my hole. He was scooping out my dinner. They did not put grease in as I thought earlier, but my dinner. Master shouted at him to try to get two hands inside me. And, without delay Trey tried, as I wept in pain. One fist was ok, I guess; but never could I imagine two hands inside me. Trey was scooping out food, melted Crisco, and human piss. When the boys' bowl was full, he withdrew his hands. Master went to join the others as Trey brought forth my meal. "Eat well boy', it looks good but doesn't smell so good." Leaning in closer to my head, Trey informed me that my meal was dog food, grease and piss. Don't smell it, just eat it, all of it. My eyes welled up and I could tell that Trey wasn't trying to be forceful or demanding. "I'll stay with you until you have finished then I am to give you something to drink to wash it all down". I could hear the others eating and enjoying each other's company. I wondered if Cody was sitting next to Master or eating elsewhere. I overheard an occasional remark made about me, but I paid no attention to that; as I continued eating my meal. When I had licked my bowl clean, Trey wiped my face with his finger and I did my normal thing by sucking his finger clean. Trey then very gently cleaned my snout ring and put some sort of antibiotic on it. Trey took his place at my mouth and gently placed his cock inside, resting it on my tongue. He did his best to slowly release his piss, but soon it flooded my mouth. He held my head by the earrings and hopefully enjoyed his new urinal. I licked the last drops off of Trey's cock head and he withdrew to join the others and eat his meal.
I didn't know what was next, if anything. If something else did occur I was praying that I could still maintain my hearing at least, if not the others as well.
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