Cock & Ball Torture

When I got back home from dropping T.J. at school this morning, I went directly to the basement playroom, like Ian and I agreed, feeling a little surge of guilty anticipation.  There was a leather blindfold mask on the doorknob and note taped to the playroom door.  It read “Get naked.  NOW!”

I stripped right there in the front of the door, tossing my clothes into one of those plastic storage bins everyone has in their basements and put on the blindfold.

Standing naked in front of the door, blindfolded, not sure what Ian was planning to do and hard in anticipation, I knocked.

The door opened and Ian took my hand and led me inside, closing the door behind us.  He led me to a spot somewhere in the middle of the room and left me standing there on the cold concrete floor.  For several minutes I heard him rummaging through the various things we keep stored in the playroom now that T.J. lives with us.  We had agreed before the woman from Child Welfare came to interview us that all our toys and videos would be stored here in the playroom.  We only kept a few things in our room – a couple of dildos, a few porn DVDs, and our handcuffs; nothing too wild and everything easily put away.  The playroom was for serious fun – it’s were we kept the ropes, the flogging whip, the vises, and the kinky stuff.

I heard the sound of a can being opened and smelled beer.  Ian was getting comfortable.  I don’t know exactly how long he kept me standing and waiting, but it felt like at least ten minutes.  I started shifting my weight a little, nothing too obvious and I knew better than to move my hands.

Finally, when he was ready, I heard Ian take a few steps to me.  I realized he was wearing boots.  That meant I was in for a little pain.  Ian took my hands, bound them separately in leather restraints, raised each one above my head, and secured them to the large hooks welded to the top of the two lally columns in the center of the room.  I had an idea of what he was going to do.  Next he restrained my feet to the same columns.  I was spread-eagled between the two metal columns.  Then he gagged me, putting a rubber ball in my mouth and securing the ends behind my neck.  Then nothing happened for a little while, ten, maybe fifteen minutes.  I knew he finished his beer because I heard him toss the can onto the worktable over at the wall.  After a few moments he walked away from me, back to the worktable and opened another beer.  He eventually came back.  I don’t know what I expected exactly, but he suddenly grabbed my balls and squeezed.  I gasped involuntarily but my cock responded instantly, getting harder.  He squeezed a second time then let go but not for long.  A moment later he was wrapping one of our thin nylon ropes around the base of my cock as tight as he could manage.  Then he started on my balls.  When he was satisfied with his handiwork, he stepped away and finished his beer.  When he came back he wrapped a parachute ball stretcher around my nuts and added what felt like a five pound weight, even though I knew it was only sixteen ounces, pulling my nuts to the floor.  After a moment or two, I felt something push against the piss slit of my cock head.  Slowly, Ian was pushing a penis plug in my dick!  When it was all the way in, he began pulling it out again then pushing it back in!  He was actually fucking my cock from the inside!  It felt incredible!  Ian did this so many times to my cock, I lost count!  Then he finally locked it in place by slipping the large ring it was attached to behind the glands of my cock head.  

That’s when he started rolling the spiked pinwheel over my chest down my stomach and over hard shaft of my cock.  He quickly bored of that then started pinching and twisting my nipples.  After a moment, he put my nipples in clamps!  Oh the sweet pain!  I was groaning!  It hurt so good!

Ian took a short break after that, leaving me alone for a while.  I know he left because I heard him open the playroom door and go upstairs.  When he came back, I was still moaning from the tit clamps, but he didn’t seem to care.  He lightly ran his fingers over my chest and shoulders then kissed me on my neck.  

“You are so fucking hot right now,” he whispered in my ear.

That made my cock throb just a little and I whimpered because of it – tied up tight, plugged, balls stretched and weighted – my balls were beginning to hurt, but I didn’t complain; I loved it!  And I couldn’t even cum!

Ian moved behind me and began playing with my ass, first rubbing and kneading my ass cheeks, then spreading them and fingering my hole.  Soon he must have knelt down because he began rimming me!  I groaned!  After a few minutes of that, he stood.  A few seconds later, he was slathering my asshole with some lube, preparing it for a dildo or plug.  It was a dildo.  Since I couldn’t see it, it felt larger than it probably was.  He put it up against my hole and my pushed.  I willed my ass to open, allowing the fake cock in and after a moment, it slid in.  Ian then proceeded to fuck my ass with that dildo and several others, each one getting bigger and longer!  I knew my ass would pay for it later, but I didn’t care!  Between that, my tied up cock, the stretched balls and the tit clamps, I was hurting real good!  The final assault on my poor, abused asshole was a large butt plug that Ian unceremoniously shoved up my ass.  

I was dripping with sweat and my nuts ached!  That’s when Ian added another weight to the ball stretcher and I groaned loudly!

“Oh, don’t give me that, you fucking cock hound!” Ian whispered in my ear.  “I know you’re enjoying this!”

He was right of course, I was enjoying it.  It isn't often we play this rough!

Then he did something I didn’t expect – he started flogging me with the flogging whip!  Softly at first, then with more and more force.  He started on my ass and worked his way up my back and down my thighs and back to my ass.  Then he came around to my front, undid the tit clamps and began flogging my chest and stomach, working his way down to my knees, striking my bound, plugged, hard cock several times, making me twitch even harder, jerking the weights stretching my balls, making them ache so much more!  I was in heaven!

I wanted to cum so badly!

He made one more serious pass over my ass with the flogging whip before stopping, ungagging me and kissing me on the mouth.

Working backward, Ian undid all the restraints – first the butt plug, then the weights and ball stretcher, and then the ropes he used to truss up my cock and balls.  He took extra care of my dick, massaging and kissing my aching balls, but he left the penis plug in before moving on to uncuffing my feet and hands because he said he didn’t want it to be over just yet.

I was a little weak from being bound and beaten, but I felt good, despite the fact I was still hard and still hadn’t cum!  

After all that wonderful punishment, Ian still wasn’t done with me.  He took off my blindfold and I saw that, except for his boots, he was naked and hard!

“Suck me!” he commanded and I fell to my knees and took him into my mouth.  I sucked him like I was trying to suck the cum out of his balls with a straw!  I finger-fucked his ass, played with his balls and sucked his beautiful cock like there was no tomorrow.  When he was close, he pulled his cock out of my mouth, beat it a few times then came all over my face!  Then he bent down, kissed me and pulled me to my feet.  He knelt in front of me, removed the penis plug from my cock and took me into his mouth.  No sooner had he gone half-way down my dick then I was cumming down his throat!  I had never cum so quickly or so hard before!

When I was done cumming, I collapsed onto the cool concrete floor next to Ian and smiled.  “That was fucking fantastic!” I said.  “But my ass is gonna hurt like fuck later.”

“I’ll take care of you baby,” Ian said softly as he hugged me.  “I’ll take care of you.”