Date: Mon, 1 Aug 2005 12:04:58 -0700 (PDT) From: Justin Davidson Subject: Married Boy Submits PART 4 I'm not sure what Master did in the bathroom but he reappeared 15 minutes later. I laid there staring at the hot action on the TV. My cock was rock hard. "OK boy, breaks over, flip around. Head down here, legs up there, on your back. Let's go, move it. We'll start with something easy and quite pleasurable....well, pleasurable for me." I quickly flipped around. When I got settled he came back and grabbed my head and pulled it so that it was hanging over the back of the bed. He then slipped a pillow under my shoulders to raise me up a little. "Good boy, now open wide." With that, Master's right hand grabbed the ring on my collar and he shoved his cock into my mouth. He pushed it all the way in and held it like before. It blocked my throat and just as I gagged he slipped it over. Spit dripping off his cock onto my face. He then proceeded to fuck my face again. This time harder and faster. He was merciless. His balls were banging my nose which was a strange feeling. "When I tell you boy, I want you to suck my balls." I moaned a positive response as he continued to pound my mouth and face. Then several long deep thrusts into my throat. One time, I swallowed by accident while his cock was resting in my throat and Master said "Oh yes boy, you are learning. That's fucking incredible. You will do that more." It took me a second to realize what he meant but I now knew I was supposed to try and swallow his cock as he fucked me. "OK boy, the balls." He pulled out his cock and began to stroke it as I struggled to find his balls and open my mouth to gently push them both in my mouth. My tongue began to move around them and Master was obviously pleased. "Oh yes boy, don't stop slut," Master screamed as he stroked his cock. Then he yelled and I could feel his balls pull tight in my mouth. I felt the cum land on my chest and face as Master continued to pump his cock, milking every last drop of cum. "OK boy, open up." I opened my mouth and he pulled his balls out and immediately shoved his cock back into my mouth, slowly pumping my face as he came down from his orgasm. "Good boy, that's it, take my cock, lick it clean." He pulled out after I felt his cock softening. "OK boy, flip back around, stay on your back." I complied immediately, almost wiping the cum from my face but thought better of it. I got in place and Master wasted no time moving to his next task. He lifted my legs in the air and while he held them, got up on the bed and kneeled below me. Oh god, was he going to fuck me. I laid in panic. "OK boy, stay still while I set you up right." Master then began to tie one ankle with rope and then to the headboard corner, repeating with the other ankle. My legs were now over my head, my ass and cock totally exposed. He then said "Give me your hands." I lifted my hands up and he pulled each arm tight and tied each wrist to the same corners of the headboard. He then backed up a little and grabbed my waste, sliding me down a little so that my as was higher and my legs more tightly stretched. He got off the bed for a minute and I sat wondering what would happen next. I was straining to squeeze my ass muscles to keep the plug in. Spread open like this, it seemed it wanted to plop out. Next I felt Masters hand grab my cock and balls. It shocked me and I jumped. He then used one hand to pull my balls down and the other to snap on a metal ball stretcher. It was in two halves and I felt them close around my stretched sac. My balls ached. It was easily the largest stretcher I have ever worn, probably 3 inches, double my largest. He released my cock and I thought the assault on my cock was over but I was wrong. I felt master doing something to the stretcher and then realized he was tieing rope to what must have been a ring or clip on the stretcher. I then felt him pull the rope as he backed up off the bed and tied the other end to the dresser leg across the room. Master pulled the rope tight and I yelped and then struggled as the pain worsened. His face appeared over me. "How's that feel boy?" "It hurts Sir, but it's ok." "Tsk tsk tsk, oh my little slut, you were doing so well. I did not give you permission to talk. Now I have to punish you for that. He disappeared and reappeared over me, reaching towards my head with something in his hands. "First, since you don't know when you are allowed to speak, I'll have to take that privilege away from you." With that, he slid a leather strapped harness over my head and roughly jammed a rubber bit in between my teeth. He then tightened the straps so that the bit pulled back into my mouth. I began to groan. "And second, I was going to hold off on this, but you must be punished." He disappeared to the end of the bed and I felt him grab my cock. He placed some sort of rubber loop over my cock head and it slipped below the ridge. From that loop, a rope dangled which he held in his hand as he walked around the bed and then tied it to the headboard. I didn't think it was that bad until he gave it one last tug before tieing it off. I thought my dick was going to rip off. He patted my head and disappeared again. The feeling was incredible. My cock shaft was being yanked by the head. My balls were being stretched in the opposite beyond belief and I could barely keep up with the drool being created by the bit in my mouth. I moaned loudly. "Sounds like you like this. Uh, what's this, I see I have to punish you again boy. God, I should never have given you a break. You started out fine and now you're falling apart." I had no idea what he was talking about, desperately searching to figure out what I had done. Then it hit me - literally. The dildo must have slipped out a little as my cock and balls were being tortured. I felt Master slam the dildo back deep into my ass - felt like it must have slid about 5 or 6 inches. I screamed as Master said, "I told you to keep this in your ass." He then came back around to the head of the bed. "Comfy slut? Too bad you've been so disobedient, it would have gone easier on you but no bother, you need all this anyway. Don't you?" He paused, but I learned that lesson. "You may speak." "AAArrgggghhh" I managed to "say" as I nodded my head slowly. "Oh, one last thing before we start, I almost forgot." He disappeared again and I dreaded what else he could do to me. And then the words "before we start" repeated in my head and I moaned realizing this was all just the set up. He reappeared and reached down. Pain exploded and I screamed. The left tit was clamped again. He then took the chain and lifted it over the rope between the headboard and my prick and brought it back down to my right tit. Unfortunately, the chain was too short and it pulled down on the rope causing my cock to strain even more and my tits to be pulled up. I moaned and groaned. "Oh come on boy, you were made for this." He smiled and went back to the end of the bed. I tried to stay still because any movement caused some part of me to receive extra pain and suffering. I could only imagine what he was going to do now that he had free and open access to my tortured ass and straining cock.