Guest Posted April 7, 2023 Report Posted April 7, 2023 (edited) The hotel corridor was was long and wide with fire doors dividing it intermittently, separating it into smaller sections every half dozen rooms along its length. The lush blue carpeted floor was soft underfoot and in his soft soled running shoes he made hardly a sound. To say he was nervous was a huge understatement. He had butterflies in his stomach that felt more like a flock of birds, his legs were like jelly and he felt hot and was sweating under his grey loose fitting jogging top and bottoms. 'Strict master wants willing males to submit fully to him in every way. To completely give their body and mind to him while in his presence and tolerate more pain than they have experienced in their life until now. Further more if they are HIV negative they will not be when he is finished with them. There will be no safe word. They will enter the room, undress completely and remain silent. They will then be gagged and restrained. From then on they will have no controle over what happens to them. Before attending they will have shaved their cock, balls and arse. Dreamers and fantasists need not apply' James remembered every word in the NKP post. His cock had been so hard when he'd finished reading it, it was painfully tight in his jeans. Pre cum had created a small, embarrassing wet patch to the left side of his fly buttons and as he stood up from his chair in the shared office he'd snatched his jacket from the back of it to shield his crotch. Now he was really here. What the fuck was he doing. He didn't even like pain. Who the fuck likes pain? Sure he'd been slapped on his arse while bottoming for guys and quiet enjoyed that but, that was very mild and restrained to what this guy was promising. Basically torture. However, it was the promise of finally being converted that drove him on. The desire in him to be pozzed, infected, made pregnant for life was so strong, overwhelming, he was willing to endure anything for this, his destiny. He stood outside the door now. Room 106. He had been told to text the man when he arrived outside the hotel which he had done. He had asked where to meet and the short reply had simply replied with the room number. He could still turn back. Walk away and never look back. He was physically shaking with fear now, but the ache in his crutch urged him on. He knocked on the door and entered as he had been told to do. The man was in the bathroom. He could sense it but, could not see him. He had no idea what he even looked like. James began removing his clothes. He felt like he should have made some greeting. Just a hello. But he had been told not to say anything and would comply. He was still shacking but, had committed himself and would endure whatever was to happen to him. It was his fate. He stood in the room completely naked. As he had been instructed prior to attending, he turned and faced the door. He heard the man approach from behind and as he expected a hood was placed over his head and tied securely but not over tight around his neck. The man then spoke for the first time and told him to open his mouth. James did as he was told and felt a gag placed between his teeth and tightened quiet firmly, slightly uncomfortably. Then he felt hands gently feeling his buttocks, caressing them. He felt finger gently slide into the crack of his arse and touch his anus. James was hard now, his erection as stiff as it could be. He felt a finger being gently inserted past hi sphincter and then removed. He could hear the man breathing and sensed him moving around his body to the front. Then a hand cradling his scrotum and the other on his shaft. It felt wonderful then, without warning, it felt like his balls were being yanked from his body and squeezed, being crushed. He tried to cry out but the gag stopped him from making any significant sound. Tears poured down his face under the hood and his body bent double in pain. The man eventually released his balls which were now aching badly. The man then cradled them gently again, seemingly, trying to sooth the pain. After a few moments he released them again and James braced himself for another attack. It came but at a different location as James felt a hard punch to his stomach. He had been completely un prepared for this and doubled over, bent in pain, winded by the blow. He was sobbing now. Tears and snot ran down his face. As he knealed on the floor in the foetal position he felt and heard cable ties being put placed around his wrists securing them to his front. He was then picked up and thrown onto the bed face down. He felt and heard more cable ties being placed tightly around his ankles. More were then attached to those ties and his legs pulled apart and secured to something on each side of the bed. The man then pulled his hands and arms above his head and secured them to something at the top end of the bed. His stomach still hurt and he wished he curl up and ease the pain but it was now impossible and he knew the man had no sympathy for him. He could hear the zipper of a bad being opened and something being taken out. James was very scared. What device of torture would he be subjected to now. To be continued.... Edited April 7, 2023 by BobBob214
Guest Posted April 8, 2023 Report Posted April 8, 2023 Part 2........ James realised he was now completely helpless, vulnerable and more scared than he had ever been in his life. He felt hands move between his legs and take hold of his balls making him groan inside the hood. Then string or cord being tied around his right then left testicle separating them into individual parts of his scrotum. The cord on each was uncomfortably tight. He felt them being pulled downward away from his body. The man secured the cord from James right testicle to the cable tie on his right ankle and the left to his left ankle. The man made sure the tension of each was as tight, causing James as much discomfort as possible. Inside the hood James was gritting his teeth as tears continued to flow from his eyes which were closed tightly. James could now feel something cold and metallic sliding between the cheeks of his arse and then slowly into his hole. Then slowly he could feel whatever it was becoming wider stretching his hole. A dilation device of some type. At first it didn't feel too painful but after a few minutes he felt like his sphincter was being destroyed. The man looked at James hole. He had turned the screw of the device to its maximum. The hole now had about four inches of dilation and he could see deeply into him. The internal soft tissue was pink, moist and healthy. He was satisfied the hole was large enough for his requirements. He then picked up a nylon bottle brush. The teeth were fairly soft but firm enough for the job at hand. James suddenly felt something else enter his anus, past the dilator and deep inside him, tearing at the soft internal flesh. The man pushed it in and out and from side to side a few dozen times before removing it and then the dilator. James had pain throughout his body. His stomach hurt from the gut punch, his balls were sore and ached, his wrists and ankles hurt from there confinement and the cable ties and his arse was extremely sore. Now the man was reaching around his chest, smearing some fluid onto his nipples and into his arm pits. At first the substance was cold but very quickly started to get hotter and hotter burning his skin. His sensitive nipples were horrendously painful. Then the man left him and he could hear him washing his hands in the bathroom. The man soon returned and James could feel him getting onto to the bed. He could feel the man's body on his back, his cock being pushed inside him. His cock felt huge and the man showed no mercy as he rammed it hard into him. His arse, already sore from being stretched wide open and the internal tissue torn by the intense brushing felt, like his nipples and his armpits, to be on fire. As he fucked him, each thrust pulled the cords secured to his balls even tighter causing James immense pain. Inexplicably James now felt his own cock stiffening. Maybe it was the psychological knowledge that he had a poz cock in him and he was about to be recieve what he wanted more than anything or maybe he was starting to enjoy the pain, the situation of being completely dominated and used, he wasn't sure but, his cock was now fully hard and dripping. The hard fucking continued for ten or fifteen minutes before the man grunted and released his seed into him with several shorter but harder thrusts. Inside James arse, the man's sperm was swimming desperately to find their final destination. Entering his bloodstream through the tiny fissures made by the bottle brush and the damage caused the man's cock. In his minds eye James could see this happening as clearly as if he had been watching it physically. The man lay on him catching his breath for a long while before getting up and going to the bathroom. When he returned to James the man put something over his mouth. He knew the man was finished with him. Was he going to kill him now he had no use? Then everything went black. He wasn't sure how long he'd been asleep but, when he woke he was on his own in the hotel room. The hood and gag had been removed, as had the cable ties from his wrists and ankles and the cord from his balls. He was still in pain. Mostly his arse and balls. He was still naked. He looked at his scrotum which was bruised, his testicles swollen. He felt his anus with his fingers. It was still dilated and felt wet. His fingers covered in pink viscous poz fluid. He felt exhausted. As he dozed back off to sleep all he could think about was that he wanted to relive the whole thing again. This time as a poz man.
cman54 Posted April 9, 2023 Report Posted April 9, 2023 I love the testicle work that was involved with it. I love my balls getting hurt by another guy.
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