Date: Thu, 15 Sep 2022 17:35:09 +0200
From: JBPais <jafbereit@gmail.com>
Subject: Teacher and Slave Chapter 23

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Summary (last Chapter): Jay had been ordered by John to get some restraints
on, being naked and completely helpless, with blindfolds and
noise-cancelling headphones on. Then an unknown assailant had used and
tortured him before he pumped his load all over Jay's body...

On a personal note, I'm relatively slow at writing right now due to stress
at work and privately. So chapters will be more scarce but I'll try to keep
them at least once a month.

---------------Chapter 23-------------------------

After the ecstasy of the sex I just have had subsided, I realized how
vulnerable I was at the moment. Not only didn't I know who had just dumped
his load all over my body and used me, I also didn't know if he had made
any pictures or what this person had planned. It most certainly was a dick
I didn't know, but I could guess that it might have been a student as well,
because he had a smaller frame and not many hairs on his body. But
otherwise? He seemed to have some experience as a sadist, the way he
handled me, but how – I couldn't tell.

While I was thinking, lying on the floor I noticed my joints hurting. My
dick was still pulsating in its cage. I tried to move getting into a more
comfortable position. But as I was hogtied I wasn't able to change my
position much. Then another thought crept into my mind. John had told me to
wait for me on my knees and now I was lying on the ground covered in
cum. What would he do, when he found me like that and I felt like crying. I
wanted to please John and I feared his response but I also knew I couldn't
change anything about my appearance before he would eventually come as I
had brought myself in this totally helpless position.

I wiggled on the floor all alone with my thoughts and I couldn't tell how
time went by. At the beginning I was breathing heavily but after a while I
calmed down but all the restraints made it really difficult to keep my
strength. Lying there lost in thoughts, the cum slowly getting cold running
over my body, I was waiting. Sometimes I moved my body a little as well as
I could, to ease my tense muscles.

Suddenly, someone grabbed my hair and pulled me up on my knees. I felt my
muscles aching, hurting from the sudden pull on my hair. As I opened my
mouth to scream from pain, a dick was pushed into it stifling the sound. It
was pushed in completely at once making me gag. It was big, opening my
throat up. My new aggressor pushed deep inside and held my head on his
crotch not moving anymore while his pubic hair pushed into my nose. He was
so deep inside that I couldn't get any fresh air and after a short while I
started to struggle as he held me firmly in place. The more I struggled the
stronger his grip got. I felt the strength leaving my body as I felt slowly
suffocating on his dick, stopped struggling. Just as I thought I would pass
out my head was pushed back, the dick leaving it. I think I would have
fallen again if it wasn't for the hands still holding my hair, while I
struggled to catch my breath. Breathing heavily, gasping I was waiting
blind and deaf for whatever would happen next.

When I had regained some strength when I felt his hard cock slapping
against my left cheek moving along the skin to the other side over my lips,
then slapping the other side. I felt the wet tip of the foreskin. This time
as he moved along my skin again instead of moving over my lips he pushed
through them again, the tip of his dick entering my mouth, my lips pushing
his foreskin back. As the dick entered my mouth more slowly this time, I
finally recognized that this was John's dick, thick and meaty. I had gotten
quite used to its shape and size. I felt a sigh of relief escaping, while
he shoved more of his dick into me. Then he started to slowly fuck my
mouth, while he moved my head forward and backward, each time pushing in
deeper. He didn't wait long before he pushed it in completely and then he
started to increase the pace of his thrusts.

It didn't take long, while using my mouth as a fleshjack, before I felt his
salty pre cum on my tongue and shortly after he pressed my head into his
groin while he shot his load deep inside of me. While he shot he was deep
inside of me and I could only feel his pulsating shaft shooting rope after
rope directly into my stomach. I felt him breathing faster, more or less
ecstatic from his subsiding orgasm. His dick got a little softer and a
little smaller, but it still filled my throat. After a while he retracted a
little bit so I could breathe, while the tip remained on my tongue. Then I
felt him fondle on my headphones which he pushed down so they lay on my
shoulders.

"Hey bitch! I hope you liked getting fed again."

With that he ran his hand over my hair. He continued:

"I mean. You're such a cum-hungry bitch, that I find you here covered in
cum, whoring yourself out to anyone who comes by just by chance."

He laughed, then suddenly stopped and I felt him moving a bit pulling out a
little bit further the tip of his dick still resting on my tongue.

"But listen: You are my bitch! I decide over your life. I decide who uses
you! Who gets to enjoy your holes! Who uses you as his cum rack! As his
bitch! Do you understand?"

With that he pulled out and grabbed my chin pushing my head to look up even
though I still couldn't see anything. While he did that I wondered where he
was going with his comment. He surely would understand that it wasn't my
fault that some unknown assailant had used me a few moments before and that
I wasn't able to resist as I was bound, blindfolded and turned deaf. So
after a few seconds where he was silent, realizing that he wanted me to
answer, I said:

"Yes, Sir. I am sorry how you found me. But there was no way I could resist
being bound, waiting for you. I am really sorry that I couldn't wait on my
knees, but whoever used me pushed me around...", my voice trailed off in
the end after I had started talking fast, trying to explain myself.

"Haha... So you don't even know who used you just now. I bet you really
enjoyed it though, being the cum hungry bitch you are, didn't you? I mean
your useless nub was throbbing when I found you here..."

Again, he stopped talking waiting for a response and I thought about what
he had just said. Suddenly, it hit me. He was kind of right. While the
other guy had overwhelmed me and used me quite brutally I had felt my dick
ache in its cage hurting, trying to get hard and leaking. So I guess he was
right. I had at least in some way enjoyed it. The realization hit me quite
hard and I would have bowed my head in shame if John hadn't held it.

"I guess you are right... But ..."

"What but, bitch? There is no 'but' You just love being used by men with
real dicks and offering your holes whenever you can. I bet this had not
been the only time this week that you had offered yourself to be used. Come
on, tell me!"

With that he spit in my mouth and I moaned and swallowed quickly. He
laughed while my mind began racing and I wondered how to answer that. I
couldn't tell him that I had a real fun night with Steven... or could I? No
that was out of the question. But as I hesitated to answer. I heard him
laugh:

"Ha, I knew it. Whore gonna whore. Spill it. Who was it?"

I closed my mouth and remained silent. He waited for a bit then pressed my
cheeks together, while he said:

"Oh, you're still defiant. I think you need to learn, that I call the shots
here."

With that he kicked me in the balls quite hard and let go of my head. I
screamed and fell on my side, sweating. He just laughed and when I stopped
wiggling he hit them again almost as hard. I rolled around in agony. Three
more times he hit me each time getting harder now. I was groaning in pain,
while he laughed.

"Who is it, bitch?"

I was still trying to catch my breath while the pain slowly subsided but I
knew I couldn't give Steven up, so I stayed silent, closing my mouth on
purpose.

"Oh, that's how you wanna play this? Well we'll see about that. You know: I
had a fun little session planned: edging you, then fucking you a few times
dumping my load deep into the bitch who calls himself a teacher. But now I
think this will be more fun for me and the good thing is we have the entire
weekend at our disposal. You will regret this..."

With that he grabbed the chain around my neck to toss me around until I lay
on my front my straining dick pressing against the floor. I felt him
fondling at the padlocks connecting my feet to the hog tie connector and
when he opened them I felt my feet falling to the ground as the forced
constraint ended. Slowly more blood flowed in but I wasn't sure whether
they would support myself if I tried to stand up. John waited a short time
after which he apparently lost his patience and grabbed me by the chain
with which he pulled me up, choking me.

"Get up bitch. We need to get to your bedroom."

I stumbled up. Unable to use my hands, it wasn't easy to get up, but him
pulling while choking me helped as I slowly pushed myself up. When I
finally stood, I was shaking with sweat and my muscles ached. Then he
switched position, ran his hand along the chain, so he could grab it from
the front. He pulled my so I had to follow him, still stumbling. I was
slow, still trying to regain my strength in my legs. He took a turn into
– I guessed – my bedroom. After a few more steps, suddenly something
hit me directly in my groin.

"Ahhhh...", I screamed as I fell over and my upper body landed on my
mattress. It had been a bedpost onto which John had led me intentionally. I
heard him snicker, then he pulled me further on my bed. I groaned again, as
my locked dick brushed along the post. Then he pulled me around and I could
feel my bed moving as he left it just to grab my legs locking them to what
I guessed were the posts, so they were spread apart. Afterwards he reached
under my back grabbing my hands, unlocking them again before he locked them
to the bedposts, spread out as well. Now, I was again completely helpless
lying spread eagled on my bed. I pulled a little on each cuff and they
moved a few centimetres but soon they stopped and I knew that I was bound
tightly on my bed without a chance to free myself especially as I had heard
the padlocks close.

I felt the mattress move as John left it. I could hear him move and search,
heard a bag crackle before he came back on the bed. He positioned both his
legs each on the other side of my upper body then sat with his ass cheeks
on my stomach. He seemed to be naked as his skin brushed along mine. I felt
the tip of his dick lying on my breastbone as he came to a
rest. Immediately I felt my dick harden again in its cage after it had gone
down a little while he tied me to the bed. Then he pulled the blindfold off
in one move and I had to squint heavily surprised by the sudden light after
– I don't know how long – my eyes were blocked from looking.

John was indeed naked, his ripped body was the first thing which finally
came into sight. I looked along his abs up to his face. He was grinning,
looking really content with himself.

"You know bitch? This is how it should be. The needy little fag bound and
ready to serve his master. And me able to reach every part of my little
cock-hungry whore to use as I please. Don't you agree?"

I was already so overwhelmed by all that had happened this evening that I
was still trying to understand my position as he spoke. He waited a bit
then spit in my face aiming at my open mouth which he hit. I felt the salty
spit in my mouth, gulped, then as it hit me that he wanted a response (and
I knew which) I hurried to say humiliating me even further:

"Yes, Sir!"

"Exactly. So you see. I hate when my bitches don't do as they are told. Or
keep secrets from me. And what happens then? Well you're going to find out
now. You see I was always annoyed that you have so little self-control. And
that is what we are going to train today. Look what I have here:"

He reached down and grabbed a stretchable cockring which seemed to have a
quite small diameter. He nestled with it and suddenly it started to
vibrate. "I think you know where this will go..." Then he turned it off
again, put it on the other side, then grabbed the next toy, a prostate
stimulator with quite a big head with a hook which also stimulated the
perineum. "And this one will also find a good home... Oh and before I
forget it..."

With that he pulled the nipple clamps off. I screamed still wondering where
he was going with this. He rubbed his fingers over my sensitive nipples and
I squirmed and groaned under his merciless hands, while he laughed at
me. As the pain slowly subsided he stopped, then reached again and pulled
out two clamps, each with a brick on them, which seemed to contain a motor
or something.

"I think we start with those..."

Then he pinched my nipples and one after another put them on then. They
were a tight fit and I groaned again as the feather pinched my nipples
between the two prongs. Then he pushed a button and suddenly these nipple
claps started to vibrate, sending shivers down my spine and I started to
moan a little.

"You see... I've been frustrated with you for quite some time. That you
could not control yourself while you served me. Shooting your load even
though you are locked. Once even shooting your spunk on my body. That was
never right. And I knew I had to train you. And that is what we are going
to do today. As I am not able to control your dick directly I will use
those toys to edge you. Time and time again. But you are not allowed to
cum. And you better tell me before you come, understood?"

The vibration on my nipples already started to drive me nuts, so I didn't
really grasp what he was saying. But I knew there was only one answer
possible, which was: "Yes, Sir!"

"Well, I'm not sure if you really got it. And your behaviour today warrants
higher stakes. You see ..." with that he pulled his phone out, played a bit
with it. "all those pictures I made and videos are safely stored. But
seeing you walk half (or even completely) naked through the halls and
fields showed that you love to be exposed. But I know you can't really act
on that primal urge of yours. So I took care of that for you. You see I
made a Twitter Profile for you and uploaded all your pictures and videos up
there. Look:"

He turned his phone around and what popped up was a twitter profile which
showed as the latest picture me, on the floor, bound, blindfolded and with
headphones on, covered in cum, my dick clearly straining and
leaking. Immediately I was wide awake. Where I had driven off before while
my submissive mind had taken over my eyes focussed on the screen and the
threat it included. I gulped than almost screamed:

"What the fuck, John? You promised to keep those pictures to yourself. And
now you've put them on twitter?"

I even tried to struggle but I was still bound and he sitting on me
prevented anything anyhow. He looked down, then grinned evilly before he
slapped me.

"Oh you still have some resistance in you, do you? That's no good! I decide
now! But see this profile is private and you don't have any followers. And
I don't plan to change that. Yet, at least. But `you' have been in contact
with a few of those exposer-twitterer's telling them that `you' are scared
to get exposed completely, but trying to build up courage to show the
Internet who `you' really are. To be honest `you've' send them a few
pictures just of your body to keep them hooked. But nothing to be able to
be identified by."

Each time he said "you" he had a really sarcastic undertone and when he was
done he laughed again. I gulped again, still not even noticing the
vibrating nipple clamps. I tried to cope with what he had just told me. For
the first time I felt really afraid as my livelihood depended on not being
exposed. But at the same time a thought crept into my mind. Because losing
control completely and publicly of my image sounded weirdly hot. And that
other people were interested in seeing me, naked, exposed actually made me
kind of proud. But that thought scared me even more and I pushed it back
not willing to accept it.

"Th... Thank you!", I answered after a few seconds. I must have looked
scared and pleading at the same time because he grinned, slapped my cheeks
softly.

"You're welcome, boy! But don't get too excited. This might change
tonight. But that depends on you. If you cum tonight, I will send one set
of four pictures to each of the people I was talking to. Each set will
include at least one picture of you with your face. If you cum more than
five times tonight, I might send one of the videos I've made of you getting
creamed on your knees swallowing my big dick. And if it is more than 10
times your profile will go public. Understood?"

I was shocked. Searching for words, trying to grasp what he had said.

"Please, John..." I tried to reason with him.

"What. It's all up to you. I will stop all edging as soon as you tell
me. So if you tell me early enough, there won't be any problems. However, I
will know, if you tell me too early. Then I won't stop it the next time..."

I gulped and looked at him. He looked quite serious and I knew there was no
chance reasoning with him. I averted my eyes, still thinking, when he said:

"Well, what is it. Do you understand the terms?"

What chance did I have? I was bound and he had already prepared
everything. So, I gulped again, looked up and said, defeated:

"Yes, Sir..." my voice trailing off.

"Good. See. If you tell me in time and I won't be able to stop whatever I'm
doing to edge you and you cum, that will not count, but if you shoot when
everything'S off... you've obviously called out too late. Only if I rail
your hole, then you have to control yourself completely. Now lets put those
blindfold and headphones back on."

Which he did. Now I was back in the dark left alone with my own thoughts. I
hoped that I would be able to control myself. When I was still in control
of my dick, I had loved to edge myself but I almost never lasted more than
an hour, before I went for the gratification. And now, he wanted to keep me
on edge for the entire night. Not that I knew how long this would be as I
had no idea what time it was anyway. Suddenly I felt the vibrating nipple
clamps again, pinching and squeezing and massaging them and I moaned a
little.

As I did, John – or at least I hoped it was still John – who was no
longer sitting on my stomach, slapped my balls from below, letting them
bounce between my spread thighs before he took my balls in his hand and
squeezed them. Then I felt him pulling something flexible over them. I felt
like a cockring squeezing the skin of my balls, which came to a rest under
my cage. Then after a bit more fondling by John this ring started to
vibrate as well, vibrating my cage with that. I moaned, moved a bit while
the slow but constant vibrations excited my dick. Then I felt John move,
leaving the bed and I was left alone.

At the moment it wasn't that bad only my nipples started to feel strained a
bit but also even more sensitive and I guessed every shirt I wore the next
days would send shivers down my spine. But slowly the constant vibration on
my cage let it grow again. It pulsated now and I felt that this tool would
get me close to a ruined orgasm slowly but steadily. And indeed after a
while my pulsating dick started to tingle and I knew that I wouldn't last
much longer as a louder moan escaped my mouth.

"John. I'm getting close. Ahhhhh." I tried to say, not hearing myself
anyway. A few seconds later the vibration on my balls stopped, while I
stilled squirmed trying to suppress the almost imminent orgasm, breathing
heavily.

"Well done, Bitch. I knew you would do as told." John whispered in my ear
while lifting up one of the earpieces of the headphones before he let is
slap back. He hadn't stopped the vibration on my nipples but that was ok as
I slowly left the edge. I groaned and moaned again. John ran his hand over
my locked dick which was still pulsating and ran a finger over my piss slit
before he fed me it. It tasted already a little bit salty as I was
obviously already leaking.

John let me rest a bit, before I felt at first a finger than two at my
hole, before he pushed both of them in. They felt a bit slippery apparently
glistened with some lube. I couldn't do much more than squirm while he
fingered me even massaging my prostate a bit. I felt spit starting to drool
out of the corner of my mouth already. And suddenly I felt afraid as I was
getting close to being a mess and the evening had just started. Then John
pulled out just to replace his fingers with something harder and
thicker. It felt like the tip of a dildo. It must have been at least the
size of John's dick maybe even bigger. He slowly pushed the dildo in. He
locked it under my ass so it wouldn't wiggle out. It filled me out
completely pushing against my prostate. Then, suddenly, it started to
vibrate and again John left me.

The vibration was stronger than the previous vibration on my cage. And it
rubbed my prostate really good. After a few seconds of vibration, suddenly,
the headphone started to play. But not music, but by moaning. Constant
moaning which messed even more with my head. But the bigger problem was the
vibrator in my ass which started to get me horny.

"Ahhhhh" I moaned in unison with the sound on my headphones. Slowly I got
closer and closer. Before I reached the edge I felt John nestle between my
legs and the vibration on the dildo got slower and less intense. My arousal
slowed a bit but it was still noticeable. But it slowly built up again,
making me moan and squirm. Getting edged anally took much more time for me
to reach the edge, especially with this slow vibration, but after a while I
felt that it wouldn't take much longer. The constant rubbing of my prostate
and the parallel stimulation of my nipples took its toll. The moaning
sounding in my head started to take its toll as well, but still in time I
managed to call for John who in turn stopped the dildo.

Suddenly, he ripped the nipple clamps off and started to rub the palm of
his hand over my most sensitive nipples. "Ahhh..." I screamed as my nipples
burned like fire and my looming orgasm went much faster than it had built
up. I squirmed under his merciless rubbing, strained against my bonds until
he let go of me again. I was panting hard after that assault, breathing in
short strokes.

Then John turned the dildo on, as well as the donut shaped cockring around
my balls but at the same time pushed his dick in my mouth. I slurped on it,
greedily, almost out of my mind with the constant moaning in my ears but
soon I felt the dick pulsating before the warm stream of his piss hit me,
which I tried to gulp down as fast as I could to prevent the piss from
soiling my bed. It felt weird getting teased and edged while someone pissed
down my throat, but it also felt kind of good, as again the sensation on my
prostate and cage got bigger and bigger. I even started to hump the dildo a
little, horny as I was. When he was done and I had gulped everything down
he pushed his dick inside of me completely once, but then pulled out. I
moved my head up trying to reach it again opening and closing my mouth. But
John just slapped my cheeks and then got off the bed again leaving me alone
with the toys edging me. This time in almost no time I felt like I was
about to cum and just in time I called for John. He turned the toys off but
I felt that at least one glob of cum shooting out of my slit but still I
was not completely over the edge.

John squeezed my nipples turning them then lifted one side of the headphone
again. "That was close bitch. You should be more careful next time. I
should send one single picture of each glob, but that wasn't what I said,
and I will stay true to what I promised..." he hissed into my ear. I was so
focussed in not going over the edge, still panting, I could only moan,
almost not capable to even comprehend what he was saying. I heard him laugh
as the headphone flopped back against my ear.

The next few edges became a blur as he hit me constantly with a massager on
top of my cage combined with one or both of the dildo and the vibrating
ring. This time not even waiting for my stop but going off from my body
signals. When he stopped I was sweating and panting profusely. I couldn't
tell you how often he had brought me up to the edge or held me there but a
was almost going crazy and focussed only on my body. I felt him leaving the
bed for a moment just to return and pinch my nipples with the vibrating
clamps again which he turned on at the slowest speed, while everything else
was turned off. Now the moaning stopped for a few seconds while I was
trying to regain my strength. Suddenly, a different type of moaning started
again. It was clearly sound from a porn video.

"Please, Fuck me!"

"Harder... Harder..."

"Deeeeeeeeeeper"

"Use me"

All those were said by the same male voice when it wasn't moaning and I
thought I recognized it but I wasn't sure. I could also hear slapping of
skin on skin and then a loud moan and a "take my load, bitch!" followed by
loud panting.

Then a deep, kind of meditative music started to play before a deep voice
started to speak:

"This is you."

"Boy"

"You are there to please men. To offer your holes for anyone who wants
them."

"You crave dick. You want to feel them pulsating deep inside of you. The
thick glans rubbing along your tongue. Your ass. The salty wetness of
precum."

"Then a small push!" And just as this played the dildo started to vibrate
again slowly.

"Your sphincter opening slowly as the glans pushes in."

"You feel yourself filled up, feeling whole again, happy again. This is
what you need. This is what you want."

The vibration got stronger.

"Your muscles massage the shaft of that meaty thick cock while it pushes in
is all you want to do, all you want to focus on. Feel it sliding into your
hole. The soft skin the good feelings. Focus on his cock. That's the only
important thing."

Then slow rhythmic music started and silent moaning accompanied it. I was
already so craving, so horny, so desperate after those edges, so recipient
to the dark, deep voice bringing my mind almost into a trance, focussed on
it, even forgetting my task. Only concentrating on the dildo vibrating in
me. It almost felt like a real dick.

"Breathe, boy! Feel this dick, feel it pulsating, inside of you. Breathe
and enjoy it as it slides in and slides out. Embrace that feeling, embrace
that dick. It is yours to please. Feel it slide faster. Hear your partner
moan as you bring him closer..."

Moan

"...Closer..."

Moan

"...closer..."

Loud moan

"Feel him slam into your hole, when suddenly he stops!"

Then all music, all sound stopped. And I became aware of my body and felt
that I was closer than ever and I cried out for John as the orgasm rose in
my body. The dildo and the clamps stopped almost immediately. I tried my
best to supress the cum shooting from my balls up through my caged
dick. But it was too late. A loud moan escaped my mouth as rope after rope
shot out of my cage. I was panting heavily again my dick hurting as it
pulsated with every rope shooting out and I squirmed on my bed as the
orgasm overwhelmed me completely. I felt so good to shoot again and all the
stress shot out of me. But at the same time it was not as fulfilling as a
normal orgasm as I had tried so desperately to supress it, that I had also
ruined it for me.

Only as the orgasm subsided I realized that I had just given him permission
to send those pictures of me to be published on the internet. But at the
moment I didn't care anymore. Just as the last rope shot. John turned the
dildo back on at full power. At the same time, the nipple clamps and the
donut vibrator and pressed the wand on top of my dick. The sudden
stimulation was painful as he didn't even give me a short rest to regain
some strength after this intense experience. I squirmed and moaned under
him trying to get away, but he didn't stop.

It felt really weird and after the first pain subsided it didn't seem to
have the expected effect and I calmed down a bit. But John was
relentless. He just waited pressing the wand on my cage and letting the
other toys do their work. And after a while I felt it tingling again and my
breathing started to get faster again. Just as he noticed that he took the
wand away, slowed the speed in all vibrating tools and left the bed. I felt
myself sweating profoundly as excitement was again slowly building up. It
took much longer this time as I just had an orgasm. But after a while I
felt that I was getting closer to the edge again. I moaned and shortly
after called for John to turn it off which he did. Now, as everything
stopped, he gave me a rest but after a few moments I felt a fluid on my
stomach before something was pressed on there. Then he pulled the dildo out
just to be replaced by another one, which felt more like a wide buttplug,
cold, like it was of steel. After it was pushed in, he fondled on my cage
but I wasn't sure what he was doing. Then again fluid on my balls which
were stretched by the ring around the sack before he pushed something on
them as well.

Then there was nothing – at first at least but soon I felt a tingling
sensation emanating from the things John had put on my stomach. They were
being electrocuted. Slowly John started to send shockwaves through them at
first only on my abs and it didn't feel that bad, but soon the contractions
on my stomach started and it started to hurt a little. When John noticed
that he lowered the frequency but also started the electrodes on my balls
making them tingle as well. As he reached my maximum there he also started
the buttplug now shocking me from the inside. Now I was squirming from the
repetitive shocks trying to move away where no escape was possible. Then
the last source set in as he started to power up what I guessed were clamps
which were connected to my metal cage which send shivers through my body.

This was so weirdly ecstatic and hurtful at the same time. And it got even
worse as the plug started to vibrate. And it worked slowly I felt an orgasm
rising again as the electricity shocked and massaged my lower body. After a
while I was panting, moaning and not much later I called for John to stop
this torture. He gave me a short break after but then music started to
play, some classic symphony and it seemed that he had timed the
electroshock with the music. This time there wasn't constant shocks from
all but different shocks at different intensities depending on volume and
instrument.

Sometimes I felt myself twitched around in rhythm, then straining against
the bonds moving almost in waves. As we got closer to the great finale, the
music getting louder and louder, more and more instruments chiming in and
at the same time the shocks getting more and more intense and from more and
more sources. Hearing the music and at the same time getting shocked had
made me drift into a half absent mindset trying to be less receptive to the
various shocks. So I almost missed that my body was already getting close
to the edge but just as one quite high and loud note was playing I managed
to call John for a stop, which he did while also stopping the music. Again
I was panting but I also felt like I was close to losing my mind. I
couldn't tell you how often John had brought me to the edge already but I
knew this wouldn't be the last time. And right I was. After a short break
he used the wand again on my cage, trying to get me as close as he could
again and again just to wear me out and bring me into a situation where I
lost control.

After even more closer and closer edges which he sometimes held for a few
seconds he dropped the wand. I was panting and sweating even heavier now
and only barely sane anymore. John pulled the buttplug out, then pulled off
the contacts from my stomach. He moved between my legs then lifted my hips
up before he guided them down again and shoved his shaft deep into my
ass. It felt kind of different but my senses where already so focussed on
my horniness that I barely registered his meat pulsating. Only after he
started to move my hips up and down his dick I noticed his dick and started
to clench my muscles around it to get him off quickly. Suddenly, the shocks
on my metallic cage started again as he fucked me sending me down the
rabbit hole again. I twitched around his dick but at the same time felt
that I was so horned up that it wouldn't take much more until I would shoot
again. But neither did John. Due to the shocks which additionally massaged
his dick it didn't take long for him to shoot down my hole. I felt his cum
flooding me as he paused railing me. I felt him breathing heavily as he
recovered from his orgasm while the electricity still shocked my dick and
balls.

Again, just in time I called for John to stop the torturing, out of breath
and desperate, but I still did so. One set of pictures was embarrassing
enough. And John stopped the impulses. He took his time before he started
anything again so I had some time to recover but I knew I wouldn't be able
to take this much longer. When he had caught his breath he took of the
contacts from my balls and cage the last ones still on my body. He must
have noticed my state as he pulled the headphone back and whispered into my
ear:

"I hope you enjoyed that so far. Are you ready to give up whom you served?
Or do you need more?"

I was barely able to grasp what he was saying, still zoned out, but when I
finally managed to understand him, I pressed my lips together as I didn't
trust my voice anymore.

"Well, too bad – for you! Have fun!"

He put the headphone back on my ear and twisted my nipples as he got
up. Then he pulled out and got off the bed. Now I had the chance to recover
even more but I was certain that I couldn't control myself much more. After
a while the moaning from the headphones started again. A few seconds later
he pushed another toy in my ass, which had its base resting on my
perineum. It must have been the prostate stimulator he had shown me
before. He turned it on slowly stimulating my insides, then turned the
ballstretcher on as well.

It didn't take long this time before I felt the well known sensation rising
up from my insides as the plug vibrated against my prostate and the ring
around my balls added vibration to the cage. I called for John but this
time I didn't feel any reaction. The tools didn't stop. Then I felt the
orgasm overtaking as I shot my load but again the tools didn't stop but
continued to edge me.

-------------End chapter 23----------------

I hope you liked this part. Any more suggestion are always welcome.

And please if you have sex please use condoms and/or PREP to avoid getting
STD's. This story is fantasy so there are no repercussions for barebacking.

Thanks to my "pervy new editor", who helped proofread this chapter ;). If
you have any suggestions, please let me know!