Date: Sun, 2 May 2021 13:57:38 +0930 From: Jakob Klunyk Subject: Collared Chapter 24 The following story contains graphic and non consensual sexual acts & language between multiple men. If material of this nature offends you, or it is illegal in your jurisdiction for you to view it, DO NOT READ any further. This is a work of fiction and any similarity between real people or events is purely coincidental. As this is fiction, safe sex practises are not always followed by the characters, but should be by you. Please send your comments to: versai83@gmail.com DON'T FORGET: Nifty needs your donations to keep this service free! http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html COLLARED By Jakob Chapter 24 The next twelve hours proved to be a living hell of torture from pleasure and disgust for Ron. His first orgasm happened within thirty seconds of the machine being attached to his dick. Coach Grimmore had made certain that Ron's balls would be full of cum by not letting him cum for the week prior. His first round of cum was huge and filled his mouth twice over. Ron couldn't help but swallow the slime down. Simultaneously Ron was assaulted by the memory of the African man's cock entering his ass, Thanks to the control collar around his neck the memory of that huge black cock forcing its way into his ass was as real as the first time. While he was busy having his first orgasm the man Coach Grimmore had said would be there to watch him entered. Ron only realised this when he felt the man's hand caress his ass, running his fingers into Ron's trench and circling one finger around his still stretched hole. The man the walked around to the front of the stocks so Ron could see him, well most of him, The man was tall, so tall Ron couldn't stretch his neck far enough to see the man's face. What Ron could see had him nervous, the man was built, Ron guessed that he must lift weights. every bit of him that Ron could see was heavily muscled, he was also covered in a pelt of thick hair which ran down the man from as high as Ron could look down his bare chest and arms, into the leather thong which was bulging ominously at Ron's eye level. Looking down Ron could see that the Hair continued all the way down the man's tree trunk legs to his huge feet. As the man came to the front of Ron he stepped up onto the platform and placed himself directly in front of Ron. The man's huge leather clad bulge filling Ron's vision. Ron's vision wasn't the only sense being assaulted by the huge man, his sense of smell also came under attack. Not only could Ron smell the leather that made up the thong filling his vision, the man's natural musk filled Ron's nostrils as well. Ron could tell from the strength of the man's musk being emitted from his crotch that it had gone unbathed for some time. It was in the midst of this assault on his senses that Ron experienced his second orgasm in less then five minutes. Unseen to Ron, the man was smiling as he watched the boi in the stocks convulse and the white fluid run through the clear tube into the boi's waiting mouth. The other reason the man was smiling was the instructions he had received from his boss in regards to the boi in the stocks. The first of the instructions regarded the man's piss, just thinking about it made his already large dick start to plump up. Then there was the fact that he was allowed to fuck the boi in the stocks but he wasn't allowed to cum in the boi's hole, like his piss it was to go in the collector on the side of the machine to be fed to the boi. The man didn't mind that he couldn't cum in the boi hole, his cum would still wind up inside the boi. He had also been instructed that at regular intervals the boi was to be forced to breath in the musk emanating from his body. Each time it was to be from a different part of his body, the areas specifically given to him were his crotch, his ass, his Armpits and even his feet. He was told that when using his ass that he was to rub his hole against the boi's nose and wasn't to hold back any farts either. When using his pits he was to make sure the boi's entire face was buried in the hairy forest. Then there was his final instruction, and this was had the man the most excited. At the eleventh hour he was to go behind the boi and over a period of ten minutes he was to start to work his hand into the boi's ass, starting with one finger, then two until his whole hand was buried inside the boi. Then over the final fifty minutes he was instructed to work as much of his huge arm as the boi's ass would allow, stretching him to the max. Ron's second orgasm was just finishing up and the last of his cum had emptied from the tube into the boi's mouth as the man finished going over his instructions in his head. He reached down and grabbed his bulge through his thong and gave himself a squeeze, his hand then went to the strap and with a squeeze released the clasp holding it in place. As the leather dropped away it revealed a cock that was as big, if not bigger then the African had between his legs. Once freed of the leather the semi hard cock bounced up with the head sliding across Ron's face leaving a slimy trail of pre cum where it touched him. The man stepped down from the platform and walked around to the side where the machine's collector was located. He lifted his dick and let it slap down into the collector, a deep throated chuckle escaped the man's lips as his deep yellow piss started to flow from his dick into the machine.