From: Art_Fish@hotmail.com (Dr. Fish)
Subject: - DONDILDO.TXT [01/01]
Date: Wed, 24 Dec 1997 05:20:55 GMT
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                            Don and the Dildoe

   While Jack was in San Francisco having the hot time you have been reading
bout, Don was having some weekend adventures right here in L.A. ............
    Don was getting restless this Friday night, so decided to check out one of
his favorite bars, the Oxidized Nail, a hangout for leather types in the area.
I guess that I should explain that Don tends to exaggerate things a bit, but
as we shall soon find out, that trait sometimes gets him into trouble. Anyway
he walked into the bar, checking out the specimens of manhood partaking of the
brew.  There were some bottom types, just in T-shirts and Levis, the Levis
ranging in spectrum from practically new to faded and torn so bad it's a 
wonder they even would stay on the firm asses of their owners.  On the top end
the majority were in full leather: Boots, chaps, vest, jacket and cap. One
exception omitted the vest and any shirt, but just had a harness under his
leather jacket.  It is this person who caught the eye of Don, who wandered
over to where the Harness Man was sitting on a case of beer.  "Watcha looking
at, ain't you ever seen a harness before?" said the Harness Man in a gruff
voice.
"Sir, I was just admiring you physique". replied Don, surprised by this sudden
turn of events. "I see you got you keys on your right", said Harness Man,
continuing,  "You probably haven't got what it takes to get it on with me, I
like to go heavy."  "Well, if you're into FFA, OK I'll agree, I'm not into
that, but I've taken some fairly big dildoes in my day" Don replied. I'll bet,
just how big have you taken?".  Don considered for a moment and remembered the
9"er that had reamed his ass the night before, but it was a rather skinny 
cock, then he remembered the time someone had him cram a butt plug up his ass
& wear it for a couple hours.  Now how big around was that thing, Christ, it
must have been 3" in diameter. "I've taken nine inches by three around". "Ha,
I'll bet!, I don't think that ass of yours could even stretch to accommodate
'tiny meat' over there", Harness Man smirked while nodding his head towards
one of the patrons sitting at the bar. "How much you wanna bet?", said Don,
now getting rather perturbed at the Harness Man's attitude.  "I don't take
bets", growled the Harness Man sharply, "I just want to see it happen.  You 
look like you might be fun to have as a slave for awhile.  Ride over to my 
place and we can try it out, but let me warn you, I have no patience with
bullshitters, so If you come over, you are going to take the nine by three
dildoe, no matter if you cram it in or I."  
"OK you're on", Don said, "What's your name anyway?".
"You will address me as SIR, understand?", said Harness Man.
     It was a short ride to the West Hollywood residence of the Harness Man.
As soon as the door was closed Harness Man ordered Don to strip, addressing
him only as "slave".
  He led Don into his "dungeon", a room in the center of the
building about 12 ft square with no windows.  There were hooks in the ceiling
and pulley arrangements about.  There was one other door leading out of the
room.  Harness Man went out this door and came back without his jacket but
still wearing the harness.  In one hand he was holding some object that Jack
couldn't quite see as his large hand almost totally enclosed it.  The other
object was in plain view however.  A conical shaped object that could be none
other than the dildoe that Don claimed he could take.  It wasn't shaped like a
cock however, it was a geometrically perfect cone, except the tip was rounded
like a butt plugs tip.   Don gulped, the thing looked huge; could 9" be really
that long? 3" that fat? As if the Harness Man had read Don's mind, he revealed
the tape measure that he was holding in his other hand.  He extended it from
the tip of the cone to the base, where it then became a cylinder extending
about another foot.  The measure read exactly 9 inches. He then measured the
diameter at the bottom of the cylindrical section, exactly three inches. "Nine
by three inches exactly", said Harness Man, "now cram it up your ass!".  "Hey,
I said nothing about taking it dry!" exclaimed Don.  "You didn't specify any
lubrication either, but I'll give you the benefit of the doubt". said Harness
Man, who found a can of "Lube" and handed it to Don. "Now CRAM!".  Don took
the monster dildoe and greased it and his bunghole. But try as he might, he
couldn't relax enough to get it much more than half way in.  The Harness Man
smiled wickedly as Don struggled with the asshole toy.  "You don't leave this
house until that dildoe is crammed a full nine inches up your lousy butt!"
said the Harness Man.
  At this point Don got down on the floor and lay on his side, trying to
get that prod up his hole, but by now he had gotten the lube all over
it, including the part he was trying to grip with his hand and his hand kept
slipping.  "Well, I guess I just can't do it after all", said Don sheepishly.
"Remember the agreement, that thing is going up your ass, one way or another,
even if I have to do it for you, but there still may be a way to make you 
still do it yourself."
   The harness man went out the second door again, locking it behind him.
   Don immediately ran for the first door, but found it to be locked also.
Don looked all around the room looking for an escape and finding none, sat
dejectedly on the floor, wondering what he had gotten himself into this time.

DON AND THE DILDOE PART 2

    Harness Man came back in a short time later, carrying an armful of
equipment.  He grabbed Don by one wrist and strapped it with a wide padded
strap to a four foot piece of angle iron at one end, before Don could react,
he had fastened the other wrist to the opposite end of the angle iron.  From a
hole drilled in the middle, Harness Man attached a strong cable which ran
through a system of pulleys from the middle of the ceiling to a winch fastened
to the wall.  Harness Man cranked the winch until Don was suspended by his
wrists about a foot from the floor.  He then screwed eyes into the floor about
five feet apart, and attached anklets to Don's legs and secured these to the
eyes in the floor, thus spread eagling Don in the middle of the room.  Finally
Harness Man took the dildoe, which Don had left on the floor, wiped it off, &
screwed it to a stand, creating the proverbial "tower of power".  He relubed
the dildoe & took some extra lube and greased Don's butt hole real good. Then
he slid the dildoe assembly under Don.  The dildoe didn't quite touch Don's
butthole, but that was soon to be changed.  This tower of power had a screw
jack installed in the base and Harness Man raised it until the dildoe had
penetrated Don about an inch.  Harness Man then addressed Don "You now see the
situation.  You cannot walk away from this one now, and If I so desire I can
just screw that dildoe right up your unworthy butt."  Indeed, Don tried to get
away from the probe, but couldn't.  He couldn't raise himself off of it since
his feet were fastened to the floor.  "But I still would get more pleasure out
of having *YOU* insert the buttplug".  Don didn't have long to find out what
was going to happen next, as Harness Man walked over to the winch and started
LOWERING Don.  Don instinctively responded by holding him self up by his arms.
"AH HA, EXACTLY what I expected you to do!" laughed Harness Man, who continued
to lower away until Don elbows were at right angles.  In other words Don arms
were in the position yours would be in If you were doing long reach pull ups,
and similarly he was supporting all his weight with is arms.  Indeed, he was
really between a rock and a hard place. If he relaxed his arms, his body would
go down, plunging that dildoe right up his ass.
   "I have set you up so you will know when you have accomplished your goal. 
When the heels of your feet touch the floor, the dildoe will be exactly nine
inches up your ass, and your butthole will be at exactly the three inch mark
on the pleasure cone." stated the Harness Man.
  "Damn you", cried Don, "You know I'll have to give in eventually".
  "Quite true, it will be fun seeing how long you can hold out" replied the
harness man.
    Don was fairly strong and relatively light, so he was able to hold this
position fairly well, but as time grew, the expenditure of energy caused him
to sweat profusely, beads of sweat streaming from his forehead, his tight
biceps, his muscular chest, streaming down to join more beads of sweat on his
washboard stomach, his broad shoulders, down to his stretched out legs,
finally dripping off the ends of his toes.
   Seeing Don suffer like this was really starting to get the Harness Man
aroused, he took out his erect cock and started to fondle it a bit.
   "You have held out almost longer than anyone, but you better not try
to hold out too much longer, the dildoe will go in alot easier if you still
have some control over your muscles" said the Harness Man who had stopped
playing with his cock and was squeezing Don's biceps as he talked.  "I think
it's time to hurry you along a bit", continued Harness Man, picking up a cat
o' nine tails from the floor.   He started whipping Don's sweaty back, gave a
couple of blows to the tense arm and chest muscles, at which point Don said
"OK, stop, I'll do it now".  Harness man continued the whipping with out
comment. "Sir, please stop Sir!" pleaded Don.  "That's better" said Harness
Man, who stopped whipping Don and resumed playing with his own pecker again.
Don's arms were so tired now and sore from both the strain and whipping that
he was starting to have spasms, but was able to still control his descent onto
the cone.
   To his surprise he discovered that he had already pushed the dildoe 6
inches up to his ass already and the remaining three inches were not that
difficult, now that his touchhole had spent some time being stretched. However
the final inch was a real torture, actually the dildoe he had experienced
before was only a two inch diameter, so he groaned & his whole body contorted
with the pain/pleasure this monster was giving his butthole.  Harness Man
seeing this tension could longer contain himself, & started to shoot his load
all over Don's stomach and chest. Harness Man was still shooting hot jizz when
Don finally had his heels flat on the floor, and the tower of power now a full
nine inches up his rectum, his sphincter now stretched to a full three inch
diameter.  Harness Man now lowered the angle iron until Don's hands were level
with is shoulders, giving his arms a much needed rest.

                           DON AND THE DILDOE PART 3

     He also found his cock now to be extended to it's full 8" and throbbing
with desire.  "Please, Sir, please take my cock sir", Don asked of the Harness
Man.  "Are you willing to pay the price?" asked the Harness Man. "What price?"
asked Don.  "As a slave you don't ask the price, you take it", said Harness
Man, taking the whip and giving Don a couple lashes across the back with it.
"I've heard about you and your bullshitting from another topman, and another
boast you made was that you could take boots hanging from your tits for
fifteen minutes, care to prove that boast?" before Don could interrupt, the
Harness Man continued. "Just to show you I am not totally without mercy, I'll
let you bail out of this one, If you can't take it, and judging from your
performance so far, I doubt you are worthy to the challenge, and If you should
last the fifteen minutes I will service your unworthy organ."  While the
Harness Man was giving this speech, Don tried to get up from the tower of
power, but found his feet still fastened so he could not quite clear the
dildoe.  He was in the process of easing himself back down onto the butt
stopper when Harness Man caught him. "Just where do you think you're going?"
he said "You don't move unless I tell you!, for that a little more
punishment!".
  Harness man then tied his feet firmly to the floor so he couldn't get off
the tower of power at all& then disappeared behind the second door again, to
reappear later with more equipment.
   He raised the angle iron again until Don's arms were outstretched again.
   Harness Man then put a belt around Don's waist that had rings around it
and used the rings to tie Don securely to the tower of power. "That plug is
staying up your ass until I want it to come out" said Harness Man, who then
unhooked Don's feet from the floor and tied them to the rings on the belt.
Harness Man then took a belt and started whipping Don's soles with it. Don had
never been foot whipped before so the electric shock like sensation was a 
total surprise which set Don to groaning loudly.  "You do anything like that
again and you get twenty of those, with a gag up your mouth so I don't have to
hear your moaning!" said harness man.  "Now for the tit work".
    The Harness Man got some tit clamps that were two rubber pads at the end
of a U shaped piece of spring steel, that had a sliding arrangement that 
brought the ends closer together.  He attached these to Don's tit's who
apparently wasn't bullshitting this time as he took them with out a sound. 
Harness Man then ran strings over the pulleys and attached Don's boots, one
for each tit.
  He then started a large photographic timer that he had also brought into the
room with him, positioned so that Don could see it too. The first five minutes
were uneventful. Going into the tenth minute Don was starting to give into the
pain, but was able to fight it back and translate it into pleasure.  A minute
later it almost seemed as if his tit's were going numb, as the stimulation had
been there so long, his brain started to ignore the pain/pleasure messages 
from his chest. Harness Man apparently sensed this too, as he started swinging
the boots and rubbing the area around the tit clamps.
   "Hey", Don started to object, but shut up when Harness Man gave him a 
couple more blows across the soles of his feet with the belt.
   Minute 14 had him almost ready to throw in the towel, but Don was
determined to hold out.  He was now really getting aroused by all the
sensation coming in at once; He could feel the sweat dripping down his body
once again, the after sting from the feet whipping, the everpresent tower of
power, still lodged nine inches up his butt, his arms aching, his thighs
aching from having his legs stretched & fastened behind him, and finally the
pinching of the clamps on his tits and the pulling force on them from the
boots.
   It seemed as if for a moment, that his arms were not carrying any of the 
load at all, but that his TITS were holding up his body weight.

     He was about to protest loudly, but he knew that would only lead to
more punishment.  He had to be very careful as to how he phrased his request.
"Sir, I believe the time is up Sir." Don said in a very submissive voice".
"Quite right, I just wanted to see how much you could really take, and
apparently you aren't such a bullshitter after all", said Harness Man. Harness
Man removed the tit clamps and Don winced, they had been on so long they had
dug in somewhat and it was painful to remove them.  "I also want you to know
that this master keeps his promises" said Harness Man, who got a belt, but
started to suck Don's cock.  While he was doing this, he then took the rough
side of the belt & rubbed it back and forth over Don's tits, sending Don to
new heights of pleasure. Harness Man was only on Don's cock a minute before he
started cuming.  Don had never experienced an orgasm as intense and as long.
He just kept pumping & pumping jizz into Harness Man's mouth, and the Harness
Man swallowed it all.  Even after Don was finished creaming, Harness Man
wouldn't let the cock go, but kept milking it for all he could get out of it.
Don's cock was now so tender from all the action that it was almost a torture
as bad as having his feet whipped to have the sucking continue, yet it felt
oh, so good.
     Finally Harness Man tired of sucking his cock. and raised Don off the
dildoe by cranking him up again. He removed the tower of power from it's place
and lowered Don totally to the floor.  He then undid his feet from the belt &
finally untied him from the bar.  He unlocked the first door and led Don back
to the entry way.  As Don was putting his clothes back on harness man said,
"You have done well for a new slave, and are worthy of another visit, you know
where to find me".

God is a magician, 
Reality His trick, 
and it's all done with mirrors.