| Something else I discovered over the next
few days was that I too could be executed for having had sex with
another man, even though I had been bound and helpless both times when I
had been raped. I thought this was totally unfair. The preferred method
of execution was stoning. I decided that I would have to be much more
careful in the future. After a week I had received no further visits
from Ranji and as yet had not seen my Master. Achmed continued to be the
only human company I was allowed to see. He always now supervised my
evening bondage sessions never allowing my to be on my own. Achmed
dressed and bathed me in the morning and did everything that I asked.
Although he couldn't fuck me he did have an excellent mouth and he knew
how to use it, he had been trained well. I always had to wear the Arab
loose flowing robe with boxer shorts made from the finest silk
underneath the robe. My food was very good and I could ask for more or
less anything I wanted. I had very early in my captivity decided that to
try to escape would be useless. This palace was hundreds of miles from
anywhere and the burning hot desert would have to be crossed to get to
any sort of civilisation. At the end of one month I was really getting
fuck shy. I was desperate for the feel of a male organ thrusting into my
waiting arse when one day Achmed announced that the Master was to return
that very day and I was to be made ready for him in his bedchamber that
evening. The day dragged on interminably even more slowly than normal.
But at last the time came for me to be presented to the Master's
bedchamber. Achmed, who had bathed me specially and dressed me in my
finest robe, accompanied me along the maze of corridors and passages. On
route I saw young Rodney who had been bought to be castrated into a
eunuch. He saw me but averted his eyes. I would have loved to talk with
him but there was no opportunity. I was ushered into the Master's
bedchamber. He was by the window wearing western clothes a loose tee
shirt and cargo pants. He looked to me to be very beautiful. He
indicated to me to get onto the bed. He stood watching me for a very
long time before ordering me to strip totally and to follow him. He
strode ahead of me into a side room. Inside this had been equipped as a
bondage dungeon it had every conceivable piece of equipment anyone could
imagine. He quickly stripped off his clothes and put on a Masters
leather harness. He looked very impressive standing there before me his
cock standing rigidly at attention. He handed me a suspension harness
that I put on and he adjusted it properly so that it fitted perfectly.
Next he bound my wrists carefully and tightly together followed by my
upper arms. He then connected the suspension harness to the hook of an
electrically operated winch. But before lifting me he showed me the butt
plug he had for me. To say that it was big was an understatement. I
really didn't think it was going to go in and left to my own devices I
would probably have given up. But Master was determined and he persisted
until it finally sucked slowly in until the neck flange
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was gripped tightly by my
sphincter. He then reached for the winch remote control and set it to
lift me gently form the ground. When my feet were a couple of inches off
the ground he reached down and tied my legs together at the ankles,
knees and thighs. These were then lifted and tied off to my wrist
bindings. I was now bent almost in two and slowly swinging. With my legs
bent in this way the butt plug was forced in even deeper. Master then
grabbed my swollen cock and tied a thin rope around the head and then
pulled my body away from the perpendicular until I thought my cock was
going to be pulled off and then let go of the rope allowing me to swing
violently. At first this was rather a frightening experience. His cock
never became limp during the whole of the three-hour session. During
this time he wired my cock, balls and arse for electro play and he used
some serious current that had me twitching and jumping in my suspension.
Although a severe workout it was rather enjoyable and for the finale,
Master fucked me as if there wasn't going to be anymore. This sort of
treatment lasted for 8 days. The sessions varied in length and intensity
but were always enjoyable. At the end of this period Master announced
that he was going away for about a month and that I was to await his
return keeping myself pure unto him. This was a hard ask but realising
now the penalties for disobeying, I was determined to try. The second
evening after Master's farewell, I was tied as usual for my daily
bondage session. The bondage was not severe Achmed was if anything
rather slack in this area although I had been hooded. Suddenly hands
started to adjust my bondage making sure I was not going to escape. I
was soon quite helpless and the hands then started to apply cock and
ball bondage, I then realised that the stranger was Ranji the Prince's
brother not Achmed. My cock and balls were promptly trussed to his
satisfaction and my discomfort but my cock had never been harder than it
was then. I really thought that my cock was going to be pulled from my
body and my balls were tied very tightly was probably the reason I still
had my erection. My gagged mouth attempted to make contact with him but
he ignored my pitiful attempts at speech. I wondered where Achmed was he
didn't usually leave me alone when I was in bondage. I felt my silk
shorts being slid down my legs leaving me utterly vulnerable to this man
or to anyone else for that matter. I was totally unable to resist
anything he chose to do to me and Achmed was obviously not there to help
me. A cold stab of fear tore at my guts as I suddenly thought of the
consequences of what was about to happen, I could almost feel and see
the stones as they hurtled towards my naked and vulnerable body. But my
damned cock lost none of its rigidity. Here I was securely tied, gagged
and with my cock and balls in a very severe type of bondage and I was
going to be fucked totally against my will. I had never felt so utterly
helpless as I did at that moment, when I suddenly realised that I was
indeed an utter slave whose very existence was at the whim of somebody
else.
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