Dan grabbed my hand and we went to his huge barn, up some stairs, and into a carpeted loft. I looked around, excited. Chains hung from a beam, little rubbermaid caddies of supplies lined up with stainless steel tools on top of them, paddles and straps and whips hung on the wall. "Oh shit Dan, you DO like to play dont you" "My ex was into some pretty extreme abuse" he said, almost apologetically. We discussed do's and donts and his eyes got wide and precum oozed from his head. "Yessir, understood" he said, and then went about putting velcro straps on my wrists and ankles, clipping me to the chains and eyebolts in the floor, and pulling the chains up so I was stretched out to my limits. "More poppers sir" he asked. "Yup. keep em handy". He put the bottle under my nose, then started licking and biting my chest and nipples, caressing my balls. I grunted as he chewed my nipples harder and harder, pulling and tearing at them. He turned to one of the caddys and had some shining alligator clips joined by black cord in his hand. "May I sir?" "Uh huhhh" I said, and he carfully leaned in with one, gently chewing at my nipple with it. Waves of pain and ecstasy burst forth. "More?" I grunted affirmatively and he took both and SNAPPED them onto my nipples. White pain shot across my chest and I howled. "Uhhh……fuck! Good boy…more popps" He grinned and obediently put the bottle under my nose, pulling on the cord and releasing new waves of fireworks. Playing with the clips, repositioning them, as I felt my dick bounce and dribble, eventually finding the smallest surface area he could gain hold of and pulling the cord hard. Wasps stung into my chest and I screamed, loving what he was serving.
"Ready for more sir?" he asked and I grunted again. Bottle under nose, and then he turned again and came back, holding a little box wired to a small rubber object that he dangled in front of me, like a little umbrella with a ribbed handle. "Oh no the fuck is that??" I moaned. He grabbed my cock, and I looked down, begging in theatrical panic as he slowly pushed the long, thin bit of rubber into my urethra until the cap surrounded my head, then stepped back, still pulling the clamps on my nipples, and pressed a button.
My whole body spasmed as an explosion of pain popped inside my penis, over and over, pulsating. "FUCK" I bellowed at the top of my lungs and, losing all sense of dominance begged him to stop. "It's too much! Stop! Please!" He messed with the box and the pain managed to increase. My teeth itched. Bottle under my nose again and I went limp, hanging from my wrists, as the warm poppers flowed through again. While my cock screamed, he repositioned the nipple clamps again, inciting more cursing and begging. And then plugged a probe into the box and slipped it into my ass. The shocks were now travelling down my cock into my hole. I thrashed. He held my cock again, and slowwwwwwly pulled the rubber out of my penis and I shreiked – the pain was sharp and keen, abrasive and horrific, worse when he pushed it back in. In and out, like being sounded with a hot drill bit. Then he turned the machine up again, and clicked a button that changed the sensation from pulses to a horrible constant buzz. "Oh my god, precum is just flowing out of you" and I looked down to see clear liquid dribbling out around the rubber bit. And then he shoved it in again. I begged and threatened his life, and after who knows how long he turned the power off again, popped the probe out of my ass and SLOOOOOOWWWWWLY removed the sound from my cock, which had gone soft. More poppers, then he dropped to his knees, sucking and biting me until I was raging again, slapping my balls forcefully. I tried to flinch but I was still strung up too tight.
And then he stopped sucking and I looked down to see he had a handful of the alligator clips. "Oh god what now?" He looked up at me and grinned. "You OK with more sir?" "Oh fuck yes. Please. This is amazing" I wheezed and he took a clip and placed it on the back of my head, clipping the coronal flange. Pain shot out again, worse when he flicked it. "More sir?" I could only nod, and he proceeded to slowly ring my whole head with the clips. The pain had transcended to something else. "Fucking….unh….destroy me" I moaned as he gave me another hit. He grabbed my shaft and shook it, ringing new agony from the clips, and licked my sore piss slit, punching my balls. Then took a clip, opened it wide, and put half inside my penis, and I yelped as it went in. "Ok sir?" he asked and I nodded again and he slowly let go. Then another, and another, also attached to cords. My head rolled back, I honestly wasnt sure if I was nearing my limit as he hit my balls hard enough to make me question my decisions. "Sir look, I want you to see this". I looked down at my red, damaged penis, sparkling with chrome clips, four emerging from my slit, black cords draping down. He took the cords and pulled them back, spreading my penis wide open, and I screamed in real but pleasurable agony. Holding the cords, he started putting more clips on my frenulum and I felt an orgasm building. My brain was swimming, trying to interpret why I was allowing this to happen while also savoring every second of it.
My head rolled back again. "Hurt it. take it the fuck apart" I said and I felt him put the bottle under my nose again and I took a long pull, then another, and then hung there as he first refreshed my screaming nipples, and then did unseen, terrible things to my cock. The pain was exquisite. The orgasmic feeling was still building, almost cresting. "Oh fuck you're cumming!" he said breathlessly, tugging on my nipples, removing clips. "Dont….stop…" I moaned, and he want back to it. I looked down to see my head and shaft bristling with the clips, the feelings still exploding, cum dribbling from me. He played with the clips with his tongue, flicking them, licking the cum, and then it hit, starting in my balls and radiating everywhere. I convulsed uncontrollably, bellowing, wondering in the back of my head if I was seriously, actually cumming again. "Oh my god…oh my GOD" he said and I looked down again, delirious, to see massive ropes of jizz across his face. "Owwww…owwwww take them off" I groaned and he obeyed, each clip making me shudder and flinch, sparkles running across my scalp. He gently unhooked my feet and wrists, supporting my limp mass, carefully guiding me down the stairs, back out into the sunlight and we flopped back down onto the sofa. My cock stung magnificently. "Wow you came a lot" he said in awe. "I mean a lot a lot….like i thought you shot it, and then you did it again two more times. How do your balls feel?" he asked, gently pawing them. "Hollow" I said, looking into his brown eyes. "That was….incredible, Dan. Thanks".
I thought it had been maybe a half hour but he'd been torturing me for almost two. We made out an d cuddled some more, naked in his yard, and then I slowly got ready to leave. He invited me to sleep over and like an idiot I declined.