A passion for pain : Part 3

It took about three weeks for my body to recover sufficiently from the torture inflicted by the master and his assistants and before I went seeking further BDSM sessions. Most of the bruises had gone in a week but my back which had had the skin ripped off it in several places took longer. While I was waiting for it to heal, I went to the pub and met up with Dillon, Geoff and some other friends and told them of my experience. They suggested that I should work out a bit and build up some muscle on my back so that the bruising isn't too near the bone as this was probably why it took so long to clear up.

All the guys at the pub were well built and I knew most of them must work out and so I decided to find out if I could join some of them to discover how best to build up my body. A couple of the guys, whom I had already suffered under and who wanted to abuse my body again suggested I went to one of their houses where a lot of exercise equipment was installed and a lot of other leather guys went there instead of using a regular gym.

I knew that the underlying motive was for me to be tortured by them and so I readily agreed but asked them to wait another week so that my body was better prepared for the ill treatment they were intending to mete out. They suggested that in the meantime I should start eating more protein as this was muscle building food. I went to the health shop and got a tub of whey protein and supplemented my meals three times a day with it.

I went round to the house a week later. It was an old detached property which I guessed would have a cellar and, if I had been a betting man, I would have wagered that that was were I was going to end up tonight. The guy whose house it was, Alan, let me in and took me through to the garage attached to the house which was set up as a gym. I was surprised to see there were six guys there all using the body building equipment of which there was a lot. All of them were stripped to the waist. Some were only wearing jock straps. I had wondered what to wear and had come in shorts and t-shirt under a tracksuit. But I had had the foresight to get a leather jock and was wearing that as well.

Alan told me to strip off as it would make exercising easier. I took everything off except my jock. My flaccid cock produced only a small bulge in it compared to the other guys there but I was later to find out that most of them were wearing cock rings to accentuate their manhoods as well as to reduce the chance of them having a hernia while lifting weights. Alan and his mate Pete spent an hour taking me through a range of exercises to strengthen my upper body.

“You'll feel stiff and ache after this,” Pete said as he saw me struggling and knew I was far from fit. “It won't be the type of ache that sets your pleasure senses racing though. But it will pass and if you continue to exercise it won't come back.”

I knew the sort of ache he meant as I had suffered it many times before when I had done more than usual physical activity but this time it was likely to be all over my body.

“Let's take a shower and a sauna,” Alan said finally and I saw them remove their jocks and so I did the same and followed them. Back in the house again, there was a shower room with a number of shower heads. I got under one and let the warm water flow over my naked body for about five minutes. I then followed the two of them into a wooden cabin were the temperature was close to 100°C. The other guys had got there before us but there was still room.

I found myself sitting naked amongst half a dozen other naked men all with bodies glistening with sweat and rippling muscles. Looking round I guessed and hoped they were all expecting to get their hands on me and treat me to some painful pleasure experiences. By the way they were sizing me up and their obvious erections I was sure I wasn't wrong.

I lay back and closed my eyes for a moment daydreaming about being pinned down by these hunks when fantasy became reality as I felt my arms being held and my legs pulled apart and then when I looked I saw a stretcher being fastened around my scrotum. My cock began to increase in size as I felt the skin stretch and my balls began to ache. I was carried out of the sauna back into the gym. Suddenly a pair of handcuffs appeared and my wrists were manacled and lifted above my head. A chain hanging from the ceiling was shackled to the handcuffs and my body was lifted off the ground. I was suspended like a piece of meat at the butchers..

A riding crop appeared and my dick was beaten with it. The hardness of my erection grew even more with each blow. Then a chain was attached to the scrotum stretcher and weights suspended from it. My bollocks, which had quickly recovered from the treatment meted out when I was wearing the humbler a few weeks before, started to ache as my scrotum was pulled towards the ground. I was in a totally helpless position.

All of the guys were joining in now and one of them dealt a heavy blow at my solar plexus. The breath shot out from my lungs and for a moment my legs bent at the knees and hips in a reflex action to this sudden assault. It was only the beginning though and a number of them aimed karate kicks at my arms, chest and legs. They were skilful in the martial arts and the kicks, although hard, fell short of actually breaking any bones. I was treated in this manner for several minutes and when it finally stopped I felt bruised all over and fired up for more.

Before I was lowered from to the floor again, one further kick was aimed at my stomach. This was much harder than the original punch and as I felt the ground beneath my feet again I collapsed onto it.

“That's softened him up a bit,” I heard one of the guys say. “Let's get him fully restrained so that the real fun can begin.”

Immediately after he said this I felt hands roll me over on my back. The scrotum stretcher was left in place but the weights were removed. The handcuffs were also removed and each forearm was pulled outside of my legs and strapped behind my knee so that they were being held close to my chest with my legs in the air and my arse and bollocks fully exposed and vulnerable. Next further straps were attached to my thighs and this time I was turned over. The straps were pulled tight and fastened so that my legs were forced apart as far as they could go. I was turned on my back again but this time I had a leather harness under me. The corners of the harness were attached to chains forming a sling.

I was lifted off the floor a little and my unsupported head lolled back. Around my neck were placed two nooses made from thin rope and In this position, one of the guys tested how loose the nooses were by pulling on the ropes running through the slip knot. As this happened the loops closed and I felt my neck being throttled by them. The ropes were tied to my knees in such a way that any attempt to move my legs tightened one or both of the nooses.

The tightening of the nooses was tested several times by moving my legs and arms as much as it was possible. Each time I felt myself slipping into unconsciousness as the loops round my neck closed but then I came round again quickly as they opened again. Once they were satisfied I was hoisted up a few more feet so that I was level with their groins. Without being able to offer any resistance, unless I wanted to choke myself, I was completely at their mercy if they wanted to penetrate my throat or anus.

“Let's blindfold him and have our fun and then he can have his,” one of the guys said. Although they had inflicted some pain on me when they had used me as a karate kick bag and in the strapping up process my dick had not become fully erect and at the moment was quite flaccid. They knew that for the moment I was their plaything and totally submissive so that they could freely abuse me in their own way.

My eyes were covered by the blindfold and, by suddenly pulling one of the nooses tight, my mouth opened reflexively allowing one of the blokes to ram his cock in my mouth and face fuck me. The sling rocked as he pounded into me. After a minute of this he withdrew and another cock took his place. In the meantime someone grabbed my legs to hold the sling steady and shoved his dick deep inside my arse in one stroke. I was spit roasted in this fashion for about half an hour while each of them took turns to fill one of my available openings. I felt abused but only slightly aroused as their fat cocks slid deep into me. It soon became just a case of lying there and letting them have their way.

“Now it's his turn to have some fun,” I heard the voice of Alan say.

I still had the blindfold on but could tell what was happening through feel alone. A pair of clamps were attached to my nipples. They were good and tight and sent ripples of incipient pain and pleasure through me. The next thing I felt was an involuntary jolt as a current was sent into my body via the clamps. I was being given some electric treatment which is what I had craved for some time. The jolt was repeated and each time my muscles seemed to spasm. I couldn't help my legs trying to straighten which tightened the nooses around my neck. As soon as the jolt stopped my body relaxed and the nooses loosened.

This was getting exciting as I could tell that if the pulse of electricity was increased then my body's reaction would be greater and not only would I feel a momentary shock but I would force the nooses to close even tighter. This is exactly what happened. My body started to go into convulsions and I choked myself each time. My cock which had remained only semi erect so far was now throbbing as it became fully tumescent.

My hard cock was the signal for it to get some attention. A band that gripped the shaft tightly was put around it. The jolting through my nipples stopped and was replaced by a pulse in my cock. I shouted out as a ripple of indescribable pleasure ran through me. Further jolts followed with the same result. My cock started to produce loads of pre-cum that I could feel creating a puddle on my abdomen. I sensed a tongue licking this up and giving my helmet a good licking too.

The pulses of electricity stopped once more and the band around my shaft was removed. Someone held my cock and I felt something entering my piss slit. It was cool and I reckoned it was metal and I guessed it was an electrode as I could detect a wire coming from it. Not being able to do anything I just lay there and relaxed as best I could. The hand let go of my cock and I then felt a sharp pain run through the entire length of my penis. It felt like a hot needle had been inserted in it. I must have screamed for I heard the guys laughing at my distress then all became blurred as the nooses once again closed causing my brain to be starved of blood.

Having found something that made me scream they continued to send pulses of electricity through the electrode in my dick. I found that I was getting used to the sensation produced in me and when this happened the intensity of the current was increased. Eventually it couldn't be increased further and when this was realised it was stopped altogether. As was usual when I was subjected to severe pain my cock grew more and more solid until this time I was aware of it being really heavy with the blood pumping through it unlike the blood to my brain which was being systematically blocked and unblocked.

The electrode was removed from my urethra and I felt something around my cock once more. This was a ring tight enough to be positioned just below my glans but in contact with my helmet. I knew it was attached to the electricity supply as I could sense a wire coming from it. Something pushed against my anal ring and then I felt a pulse of electricity stemming from there and reaching to the end of my cock. It was as if someone was jerking roughly on my penis. The sensation produced was mixed.

It felt like I was on the verge of an orgasm but then it abruptly went away and left me with an ache in the whole length of my dick. At the same time it was impossible not to stop my legs convulsing and pulling the nooses tight around my neck to such an extent that the flow of blood was totally constricted. My mind starting to black out and felt like I was floating. When the pulse stopped I relaxed, the nooses loosened and I returned to Earth.

I felt the electrode at my anal ring being pushed inside me and then there was another pulse of electricity. I got the same feeling as before but with more intensity and for longer. This time the effect on the nooses was to tighten them more and longer so that I felt my mind blacking out completely until it all stopped again and the pull on the ropes relaxed. Eventually the electrode was pressing against my prostrate and this time when the electrical pulse happened I felt I was going to have a full blown orgasm but the current was switched off before it went all the way. Once again the blood to my brain was stemmed and my mind started to drift into oblivion.

The guy who was manipulating the anal electrode could see my reaction and knew he had hit the right spot. The next thing that happened was that the strength of the pulse of electricity increased gradually until I was nearly rendered unconscious by its effect on my genitals and the blood stricture. Then all things happened at once. The orgasm I had been on the verge of having suddenly erupted as I slipped into semi-consciousness.

My nerve sensors were still working and in fact had been attenuated by my brain being starved of oxygen. The explosion inside me was like nothing I had ever experienced. Every part of my body felt as if on fire as an urgent rush and release of pleasure from the orgasm and electricity sent wave after wave of spasms through me. Both my mind and body felt as if they were on a different plane.

It went on for minutes and in order that I literally didn't die during its execution someone ensured that the nooses regularly loosened just enough. Finally the current was turned off and after several seconds more my body stopped convulsing. I could feel a puddle of liquid on my chest and knew it was the spunk that had been milked from my cock. One of the men started to lick it up. It took him some while as there was a lot more than the usual load.

The nooses were detached from my knees and I was able to move my limbs slightly without choking. The blindfold was removed and a bloke came up to me and asked.

“Have you had enough?”

“That was a fantastic orgasm,” I managed to say. “I would have loved to repeat it but I think my body is spent. But I do want something that is going to stay with me a lot longer than that even. You know I love being thrashed. What have you got in terms of whips and floggers?”

They said they had lots and if I wanted I could be given a good beating. I told them it was what I wanted most and they removed all the electrodes from my body and lowered me to the ground and the supporting chains were unshackled. The harness that had been under my back could now be moved so that it was positioned under my stomach. The chains were reattached and once again I was hoisted in the air. My arse, balls and back were very much exposed. Also parts of my arms and thighs, which where still being held apart by the straps keeping my forearms attached to my knees, were available to anyone wanting to hit me.

“We're going to alternate between fucking you and beating your arse,” one of the guys said. “But your back, legs, arms and cock are going to be whacked throughout.”

He needn't have told me this but his having done so increased the anticipation of the pain to follow and my cock started to get aroused immediately. A ball gag was stuffed in my mouth and I was blindfolded again. I didn't notice the cock entering me as, at the same time, I was hit really hard with riding crops at the top of both thighs. They were solid and felt like they had made grooves in my flesh. One crop then hit my dick which was fully erect and I jumped from the shock. I felt weights being attached to the scrotum stretcher once again causing my balls to sag and enabling them to be hit from underneath.

Several blows were aimed at each of these areas and internally I started secreting endorphins to blend the pain with pleasure. This was an area I was accustomed to and knew how to tolerate to my advantage. Every so often whoever was fucking me changed and in the gap between having a cock in my arse, hefty blows were delivered to my arse. The riding crops and leather paddles were used quite randomly for this.

All the guys were getting close to coming and they wanted to bring me to a climax as well. As well as having my arms, thighs and cock beaten at the same time as being fucked they now spit-roasted me again and someone use a flogger on my back. This, although healed, was still very tender from the beating I had received from a few weeks before and so, although the flogger was only made of leather straps and would not penetrate the skin, it nevertheless produce a great deal of pain.

This was enough to cause my cock to produce a steady stream of pre-cum and when the blokes saw this they one by one came either in my mouth or, if they were fucking me, in a condom. My own climax came when they had all shot their loads and pulled out of me and they were able to give my arse a further spanking with studded leather paddles. This time I hardly shot any semen as my balls were empty from the previous orgasm.

The blokes who had come in condoms poured the contents into a glass. The blindfold and ball gag were removed and my head was held back and the glass was brought to my lips. There were a couple of large mouthfuls of cum for me to drink which I rinsed around my mouth before swallowing.

All the guys were sweating with the exertion of fucking and whipping me and their bodies glistened. I was racked with pain all over and felt great. The harness was lowered once more so that I was kneeling on the floor. My forearms were released from the restraints holding them to the back of my knees and all other straps were removed. I tried to straighten my legs but they were totally seized up. A couple of guys lifted me back into the sauna and laid me down on one of the benches and proceeded to massage my limbs. The heat and the massage soon got rid of the stiffness and I was able to stand again.

After having had my spunk drained from me by the electrical therapy I felt completely washed out and was glad when all us went back into the house, sat in deep comfy chairs, and had something to eat and drink. We were still naked and I had a chance to look at all their cocks which were now soft. None of them was exactly small and although I have never been a size queen I found I was getting quite turned on by the exposed man-flesh, especially as I knew that each of these had been buried deep inside both my arse and mouth.

I was beginning to wonder whether, having been taken to the point of strangulation, I might now be turning to more conventional ways of gaining sexual pleasure. Then I became aware of my arse, back and legs and knew that my love of pain was still there and as strong as ever. I would soon be looking forward to my next BDSM experience.