Chapter Six -Atlas and Company
The next day I could hardly walk. My ass was really sore and my whole body felt bruised. I decided to stay in bed and cancelled my classes. I had a long hot bath and went back to sleep waking up at around 11, to the sound of the butt plug. buzzing in my bag on the floor beside my bed. Damn, I couldn't possibly. I sat on the edge of the bed and stretched my aching body.
The plug was still buzzing and my cock was rising fast. I couldn't help myself. I was a nympho and I needed Jim's Cock. I stood up and felt around my hole. It was tender to the touch, but with lube anything was possible. I grabbed the lube from my bag and placed a big dollop on my middle finger. I began slowly tracing around my tender hole, before gently inserting my finger. I gasped in pain. Every nerve ending in my ass was tender to the touch. I went slow and eventually warmed up enough to insert the small, still buzzing plug in my ass. My cock stood up hard and full and ready to be sucked.
I put on a clean, white dance belt and my white tights and a black T shirt and my Property of hoodie. I was ready. I walked towards Jim's room and felt my ass warming and stretching nicely. I felt better and very horny. The door was closed. I knocked gently and waited barely breathing. I was so horny I felt my knees shaking. He opened the door and stepped aside motioning me in with his other hand. He was dressed in a studded black leather thong, black motorcycle boots, and a leather harness across his hairy chest. He looked a little scary, but it was hot at the same time.
So Chris, where have you been? I explained what happened and stood nervously waiting for him to respond. He was staring intently at me. I think that you forgot your place this morning slave. Where is your place? I looked down, face reddening and said here with you. He lifted my chin with one finger and said no Chris, Down here at my feet. Get on your knees.
I knelt down and stared up at him, nervous but getting hornier by the minute. I have a special way of dealing with slaves who don't listen. You're going to have to stay a while Chris. I take it you're not going to classes today either. I nodded.Good boy. We have the whole day then. He stood right in front of me, his big balls and thick cock tightly clad in the leather thong that was millimetres from my eager face. He grabbed me by the hair and pulled me into his musky crotch and started rubbing against my face. Oh yes, you're going to pay for not obeying me Chris, yes indeed. Strip Chris and leave on nothing but your dance belt. I like seeing you sexy body in that dance belt. I undressed eagerly, down to my clean white belt.
He walked away and returned with a long metal bar that had rings on each end, two V Shaped bars at the back with two rings on top. This is called a stretcher bar. You're going to like this. He placed a mat in front of me and ordered me to kneel on it. He placed leather cuffs on my wrists and ankles and connected first one then the other foot to the bar. My legs were stretched wide, about 2-3 feet apart. Put your hands back. The bar went back in a v and formed a triangle behind me. He cuffed my hands behind me so that I was arched up in the air, my aching bulge protruding high in front of me, my back bent and arched, cock and balls straining against the belt.
Now I know you are very strong Chris, but this is going to test every inch of your sweet muscled body. He stood in front of me, admiring my straining muscles, he licked his lips. He traced his finger, slowly up my inner thigh circling around my balls, trailing delicately up my cock, around my swollen head and gently up my abdomen, around my protruding nipples and up my chin around my ear, grasping my hair he pulled my head forward. Your soft brown hair and brilliant blue eyes, freckles and angelic face make me so horny Chris. It makes me want to kiss you and fuck you and punish you too. Do you like that. I smiled and said yes. Good boy. Because this is going to test your limits.
I found it hard to hold this position and arched forward a little which helped the strain on my back. It's a bit uncomfortable isn't it Chris. I think you need some support. He reached into his storage closet and pulled out a strange looking machine. It had a big rubber dildo attached to a metal arm, that was connected to a box with dials and switches. What is that I asked. This is your new best friend Chris. It's a fuck machine. I looked nervously at the machine, and wondered what this would feel like.
He came behind me and positioned the machine between my ankles, plugging it in and reaching for a big tube of lube. I heard him greasing up the dildo and I began to get really hard imagining what it would do to me. I felt his meaty hand slip aside my dance belt and begin to wiggle out the plug that had been buzzing in my ass for the last hour. It came out with a pop and I immediately missed it, feeling that emptiness in my ass that I hated.
He nudged the dildo against my sweet hole and begin pushing it into my hole. It was tapered and the end slid in fairly easily. My ass was still a bit sore but better after having the plug in there warming it up. Okay slave, I'm going to turn this on and ease it up for you. It's going to work itself into your ass and I'll move the machine slowly forward as it enters you until it's plunging all eight inches in and out of you. You're going to like your new friend. He never gets tired Chris and he's going to fuck you for at least an hour, maybe all day you little whore, would you like that. I nodded feeling my cock burn. I liked it when he called me his whore and his slave or slut.
I felt my ass opening and he moved it forward an inch or so. It was moving a bit faster and spreading my muscular cheeks as the tapered head pumped in and out in a steady rhythm. The whir of the machine, the feel of the large, tapered dildo pumping smoothly in and out of my ass and the strain of arching my body in the restraints was making me crazy with lust. I needed him to touch my cock, I needed to blow.
I begged him, please touch me, I'm so horny, I need to cum. He made me beg more. My cock felt like it was going to rip through my dance belt. He took a pair of scissors and cut through the waistband of my belt on both side and I gasped as my cock sprung free. He ripped the belt off me aggressively and reached around turning the machine up faster. It began pumping into my ass steady, fast and strong. He poured lube on it as it moved back and forth, creating a swooshing sound as it battered quickly in and out of my ass. You're really opening up again aren't you. Your ass loves this Chris. I bet you'd like to be fucked every day wouldn't you. I nodded. Good cuz I like fucking You.
He turned it up again and placed his arms on my shoulders pushed me back into the machine. I moaned as it drove deep into me rapidly. My whole body was on fire. Please touch me, I begged again. Can't hear you what? Please I begged, please I can't take much more.