MASTER
GEOFF
Part
Three
I had no idea just how long the Master had
held me prisoner so far but I knew it had to be a long time. He had again
changed my bondage position. I was now in a spread-eagle position lying on my
back. My arms and legs were widely spread and I felt like a bowstring, totally
taut. It was however, compared to the other positions he had me in, not too
uncomfortable. He had removed the leather hood so that, in his words, I might
enjoy the new sensations that were to occur for me. He was carefully arranging
some thin cord and some heavy looking weights. He took a nearby stool and
standing carefully on it, threaded the cord through a pulley on the ceiling.
Next he began to tie the cord around my testicles. This action took a
considerable amount of time to complete, as the pattern tied was very
intricate, and once again I could feel my erection becoming rather painful. At
my age I didn’t think I’d ever get erections like these again. After completing
the tie he left the room for a while. I tried to move my position on the bed
but it was useless. He had done his work well. I knew that I was going to be
very stiff in other areas tomorrow. He returned, grinning from ear to ear and
said, sorry to have kept you waiting! I think I’d better re-gag you, I feel
you’re going to want to make noise soon. That statement did not bode well for
me. This time he chose a rather large penis gag that filled my mouth totally. I
couldn’t believe how easy it had been for him to gag me again. I had tried to
resist but rather than struggler to push the penis into my reluctant mouth he
merely pinched my nostrils until I gasped for a breath and it was safely in
position. That’s better he said but because of your recalcitrant behavior I
shall have to re-plug your butt. My god this guy was pushing all the right
buttons for me. The plug was a little larger than I would comfortably have
liked to wear but I had no say in the matter at all, it was in and that was all
there was to it. He then set about completing the CBT that he had started. He
pulled taut the cord that ran from my balls through he pulley and then tied
this end to a large hook to which he attached a small weight that kept the cord
gently tugging at my balls. How’s that he enquired smoothly. I indicated as
best I could that it was ok. Well in that case we’d better put more weights on
then; he laughed especially as I winced when my balls had to take the extra
strain. It was a pain that gradually increased with time until numbness set in.
But once he recognised that the pain was no longer a problem he again added
more weight to the cord. My breath sucked in sharply as the cord again exerted
the extra pressure and transferred it to my balls. I suddenly realised just how
ridiculous the situation was. Here I was, tightly spread-eagled to the bed,
severely gagged and with several weights trying to pull my balls off my body.
And yet my cock was a stiff as it had ever been and was leaking copious
quantities of pre-cum because I had never before been so sexually excited. As
he moved around the foot of the bed he knocked the hook holding the weights
which started the whole thing swinging. Pain coursed through my body and real
tears welled up into my eyes. Sorry about, that he grinned at me but I knew he
didn’t really care very much. I’m now gonna leave you alone for a while to
enjoy yourself, don’t do anything I wouldn’t. He laughed loudly at his own weak
joke. He left the room closing the door behind him and I was now alone. I
struggled to try to find a position that eased the load on my balls. But it didn’t
really matter where I was able to struggle to because the weights, being free
running, were able to maintain a constant pull. After some considerable time my
balls were starting to be very painful and I started to moan louder and louder
into the gag. To my extreme relief the door opened and he returned to the room.
Hurting a bit are they he said giving the weights a push that started them
swinging wildly. This time I didn’t moan but screamed loudly. I sobbed quietly
as he began to untie the pattern around my testicles and I experienced more
pain as the blood began to rush back into them. It took only a couple of
strokes for him to re-awaken my limp cock. He greased his hand and commenced to
give me the most beautiful handjob I have ever experienced. I tried really hard
to delay the inevitable but soon had to give in to nature. Remember I was still
firmly tied down to the bed and when I started to blow, the cum shot into the
air and landed on my chest, face and hair. After that shattering climax I was totally
exhausted and was hardly aware that he was removing my bondage. As he released
my right hand he took this and placed it onto the butt plug that still filled
my arse, indicating that I should remove it. It took a few minutes of trying
before it finally came out with a loud squelching sound. By this time I was
completely free. Do you want to shower he offered. I readily accepted and made
my way into the bathroom. The shower proved to be large and after a few minutes
he joined me in there. This was the first time that I had seen him naked and I
was duly impressed with the size of his cock. It put my 6.5" to shame. I
didn’t believe that I could have become aroused again that day but I did. He
also was soon erect and pulling me to him. I could feel the weight of his
erection looking for my entry as he slowly pushed me down into the doggy
position and lunged forward burying himself in one push. There was a rush of
pain but that didn’t last long and I was soon swept along with the passion and
energy of the fuck. He proved to be no mean proponent of the cockly arts as he
withdrew to its tip then slammed back in heavily glancing off my prostate on
each thrust. I knew he wouldn’t last too long and prepared to receive a blast
of cum as I knew he wore no condom and I realised that I was doing a very
stupid thing in allowing this to happen. But I’m ashamed to say that I was too
far-gone to stop now. When it happened I could feel his cock grow in size
before twitching violently and blasting a load of his cum deep inside of me. We
both stood under the running hot water for quite a time before I felt his now
limp cock slip from me. Eventually we stepped from the shower and helped each
other to towel ourselves dry. The time now was 3.00am and I was desperately
tired. I’ve had a great time he said and I hope you’ll come back again soon.
Indeed I will I said quickly. We shared a cup of coffee then I left hopefully
to catch a bit of sleep before worktime in the morning, but I knew I would have
to re-visit my new friend.
The
End