Becoming a model patient

CHAPTER 16 – WEEK SEVEN – CHARITY PRIVATE PARTY

Dave informed us that from now until tomorrow evening we were only allowed to speak if spoken to by a member of staff that we had to follow any order given to the letter and that any breaking of these rules would be painfully punished. He asked us if we understood and we simply nodded. He also pointed out that we would be able to leave the room as it would be kept locked and that our clothes would be returned to us at the end of the 24 hours and not before. No harm or injury would come to us although our boundaries would be reached and exceeded but this was of no matter to the staff.

Without further ado he removed the hand cuffs and started to detach the cock rings and butt plugs from the chain but as we had nowhere to go we simply stood as a quiet group, obedient in our manner with the two appliances still in place. He then informed us that we were all to be cleaned out in the usual manner which would be administered by Adam and Tom to ensure short cuts weren’t taken. One by one we were led over to the wet area where Tom removed the cock rings and butt plugs, placing them into the dishwasher for sterilising later. Then Adam applied the douche to us until we were cleaned out thoroughly. For Marc, Tang, Ethan and me this was nothing new so we took it in out stride and automatically got into position. Callum, Glen and Oliver however were new to this procedure but having watched us undergo the treatment they quickly mastered it with a little bit of guidance from Adam. However when it came to Ian and Matt he had to work a lot harder. First of all they were a lot more reluctant to undergo the cleaning out, they went to protest but a warning growl from Dave soon changed their minds and they knelt down on all fours scowling. When it came to inserting the metal douche plug Adam had great difficulty, clearly they had never had anything up their arses other than the small butt plugs inserted on stage. It soon became apparent they would need stretching before the douche could be used. Turning to Ian he instructed him to lay on his back and bring his knees up to his chest, then he instructed me to hold them in position so that Ian was both unable to move and resist what was coming next. Gently applying Crisco to Ian’s hole Adam slowly inserted one finger massaging his prostrate to make it pleasurable for him and at the same time wearing his resistance down. When it became apparent that Ian had relaxed sufficiently to take the one finger with ease, Adam introduced a second finger however Ian clamped down for a few minutes until his resistance was worn down and the two fingers were able to again massage his prostate. By now Ian’s cock was rock hard and clearly wanted release but this wasn’t going to happen just yet. Finally a third finger slipped into the hole stretching it further than it had ever been stretched before, when Ian had adjusted to the intrusion Adam was at last able to insert the douche plug. While the plug was left inside I released Ian’s legs and he was able to assume the correct crouching position. After completing the cleaning out Adam turned to Matt and said do you want to take it like a man or repeat Ian’s experience. Matt hesitated for a minute, but without saying a word decided to assume the crouching position and pulled his own cheeks apart as a sign of submission. Acknowledging this Adam gently massaged the hole before smoothly inserting the plug, it paused briefly at the widest point before slipping inside with a quite groan from Matt. Then the cleaning out could begin, the second and third insertions were easier.

With Matt finally cleaned out, we were escorted back to the main living area where a large dining table had been set up, big enough to comfortably accommodate the nine of us slaves as well as Dave, Adam, Tom, Peter and Brenda. Walking over to the table we could see place names and were instructed to stand behind the chairs which were currently pushed under the table where our names were placed. Once we were all in position we pulled the chairs out and immediately saw that these chairs had been specially modified. Dave chuckled at our expressions and explained that these chairs were to be used to prepare us for the party tomorrow. In the centre of each seat standing erect was a soft rubber dildo (approximately six inches long and one inch wide) secured firmly to the seat, he went on to explain that throughout the course of the evening and tomorrow morning at regular intervals the dildos would be replaced by ever larger ones until they were as large as the ones that had been made especially for us by Peter. He acknowledged that the four professionals were further down the road so would reach the target with more ease so it was expected of us to help the novice slaves to reach their potential. With the explanation over he instructed us to grease the dildos up using the Crisco situated on a nearby table.

Seeing the reticence on a few faces I took the lead by demonstrating the best way to liberally apply the grease to the dildo and to my hole. I then stepped round to the front of the chair, making sure that Glen, Ian, Matt and Oliver were watching I positioned myself over the dildo and slowly impaled myself on it until I was sitting firmly on the seat. To be honest I was used to much larger objects up me so I took it easily but I wanted to demonstrate the best method for taking it smoothly without causing pain or injury. Following my lead Marc, Tang and Ethan greased up their dildos and sat down on them in one smooth movement. We smiled encouragement at the other guys who clearly were more reluctant but eventually they too had greased up their own holes and dildos, taking more time and care they too were eventually sitting down on the chairs. Well done commented Tom, next time we expect you to comply with our instructions.

By the look on Ian and Matt’s faces they were a little uncomfortable both because of what they were sitting on and the situation they found themselves in. Peter had observed this too, giving them permission to speak freely he asked them why they looked so uncomfortable. Looking at one another, hesitating slightly, Ian and Matt took it in turns to explain that this was not what they’d been expecting and without being rude they were totally straight and not happy with the possibility of being forced to have sex with other men. Peter acknowledged their concerns, assured them that the “team” were fully aware of all of the slaves sexual preferences and that they would be carefully matched to the social club member’s requirements. He went on to explain that the stretching exercises they were doing now had two functions, the first was to prevent possible injury from the demands that would be placed on the hole and the second was introduce the pleasures that could be experienced from them whether you are gay, straight or bisexual. Turning to Brenda, Peter asked her to confirm how many social club members were female. Smiling as reassuringly as possible Brenda confirmed that approximately half the members were female with a wide age range and sexual tastes. She would guarantee that it would be a night to enjoy and remember and that every “slave” here would have had their horizons expanded and experience enriched. Peter took over saying that it was time to increase the dildo size, then we would be eating our evening meal provided by one of the top restaurants in town (the owner and head chef were members of the club too). Right has anyone got any questions Peter asked, we shook our heads, fine he said, back to the slave roles no speaking from now on unless instructed to do so. There was a rattling noise behind us, turning round I saw Dave approach with a trolley holding several metal boxes. Opening one box he started to take out nine dildos. They were marginally bigger than the current ones we were sitting on, they were about seven inches long and one and half inches wide. Dave motioned for us to stand, having done so we were instructed to wipe the released dildos clean and unscrew them from the chair seats. The new dildos were then screwed into place and then greased up again. We old timers wasted no time sitting down again; looking over to the others we smiled encouragement. Even though for us it was only a small increase they were clearly finding it more difficult but after some encouragement and practical advice from Dave they too were sitting down again, with their holes stretched more than they had ever experienced.

There was a knock on the staff room door before it opened and two guys entered carrying serving trays stacked high with food containers. They quietly and efficiently served up the meal and didn’t appear to bat an eyelid at our nakedness; having worked at the University for now seven weeks and seen the extent of business networking I would not be surprised if they had been here before. The meal was fabulous and for a few minutes I could forget the fact that this wasn’t the usual dinner party and a dildo was fully buried in my rectum. The atmosphere around the table was good and even Ian and Matt were looking more relaxed and seemed to be getting into the spirit of the meal. After the main course was finished Dave indicated that we slaves were to stand, give our holes a rest and clear the tables ready for the deserts. With nine quiet plops we stood releasing the dildos and did as instructed, while we were doing this Dave removed the used dildos and replaced them with the next size up (eight inches long and two inches wide) and very thoughtfully greased them up for us! He indicated that we were to mount them, Ian and Matt were having more difficulty this time, and no matter how much they tried they just couldn’t relax sufficiently to allow the intrusion. Dave thought about this then turning to me and Ethan he suggested that we might like to provide them with a distraction while their holes learnt to adjust to the lager dildos. I had been waiting for this opportunity ever since the football match so I wasted no time in walking over to Ian and got down on my knees. Looking slightly alarmed Ian tried to stand up to resist what was about to happen, only to find that he was unable to because Dave had placed his hands on his shoulders and was gently pressing downwards so that he was unable to rise from his straddling stance. Seeing this, I leant forward and took his flaccid cock in my mouth and started to give the best blow job I could muster. He moaned in response and started to gently thrust in and out of my mouth as his cock hardened. As he did so Dave increased the pressure downwards, slowly but surely Ian was sliding down the shaft, as if by coincidence as his arse touched the seat his cock pulse a couple of times and spewed forth several loads of jism straight down my throat. Only when he’d stopped shooting did he realise that he was sitting down, wow he exclaimed, that was the best diversion tactic he’d ever encountered! My pleasure Sir! Looking over to Ethan he was having the same effect on Matt. Standing up I walked over to my seat I sat down on my own dildo in one smooth movement.

After dessert had been eaten Peter and Brenda outlined tomorrow’s timetable; in the morning we’d be cleaned out again before resuming the stretching exercises; a light lunch will be eaten then we’d be helping to set up the staff room for the private party before putting on our disguises ready for the arrival of the guests.

With the meal over, Peter invited us to take a brief rest from the anal stretching by clearing the table, washing up in the kitchen area and then joining the staff in the wet area. Standing up we slowly released the dildos and stretched our stiff muscles. I think we were all relieved to have a respite from sitting down on the chairs for so long. Working together we quickly cleared the table, transporting the dirty crockery to the kitchen where we washed and dried it. Leaving it neatly stacked on a nearby table we sauntered over to the wet area as instructed. Waiting for us were Dave and Adam, who told us we’d have a shower and then our bodies would be shaved smooth all over and than our holes would be inspected to assess our progress. One by one we showered, washing thoroughly we stepped out of the shower still wet before being wet shaved by Dave until we were smooth all over, and I mean all over. Adam inspected Dave’s handiwork before getting us to bend over the couch and lubing up our holes. Having been here many times before I was laid back about it all and smiled encouragement to the other guys, I said there was nothing to it and just trust Adam because he’d never hurt us or cause us any harm. Thank you Adam agreed with me, all the time warming up my hole with his fingers and with barely a pause he smoothly pushed his hand up inside me and continuing the drive inwards until he reached the inner ring. Again he took his time warming up that ring before pushing on through into my bowels until he was inside up to his elbow. Seemingly satisfied he carefully withdrew his arm and hand. Wiping his hand on a nearby towel he confirmed that I had remained open as required and I would not be requiring further stretching before tomorrow evening. Standing upright I stretched and thanked him for this news; it was good to know that I was attaining and sustaining the targets required. Looking over to the other guys I gave them a big thumbs up and sat down on a nearby stool to watch the progress of the other guys. I was pleased to see that Ethan, Tang and Marc retained the same degree of elasticity as me. As Marc sat down next to me I complimented him on how horny his ebony arse looked as it swallowed Adam’s white hand and how much I was looking forward to getting my own hand up there at the weekend. Laughing gruffly he playfully punched me on the shoulder and agreed he did have a hot arse and it was all mine for the taking! Turning back to the show going on over by the couch the other guys were being processed by Adam. Callum was next and having been warmed up managed to take four of Adams fingers before reaching his limit. Standing up he looked self-conscious, I wasn’t sure the reason for this but we warmly welcomed him back into the group and reassured him that he had done very well considering he was new to this. Smiling bashfully, he too sat down and watched the other guys. Oliver and Glen managed three fingers each; with Ian and Matt managing two fingers but not quite three. Mmm, Adam commented, he wasn’t satisfied with the last four’s progress, calling Dave over he discussed this with him. After a couple of minutes Dave nodded and walked over to a nearby cupboard and took out what looked like four black leather shorts with poppers down the front along with four large butt plugs. At the sight of these items Ian and Matt blanched and looked like they’d have shit themselves if they had any left inside of them! Oblivious to their expressions Adam indicated that Ian, Matt, Glen and Oliver were to join him over by the couch, rest their chests on the couch and use their hands to pull their cheeks apart. Lubing up their holes again Adam waited for Dave to join him, by now Dave had screwed the butt plugs into the crutch of each shorts and greased them up too. Dave instructed Matt to step into the legs of the shorts and pulled them up until the tip of the plug was touching Matt’s ring. Then using all of his expertise he worked on Matt’s hole, after a few minutes Matt was sweating profusely and his face was flushed but we could all see that the plug was making good progress on its journey inside him. Without warning Adam slapped Matt’s arse hard, the distraction worked well because with one firm push the plug lodged inside his rectum with his ring clamping tight round the neck. Dave then did up the poppers preventing the plug from being ejected. He then repeated this procedure on Ian, Glen and Oliver, before long all four were wearing the shorts with plugs firmly implanted stretching their rings. Dave informed them that the shorts would be worn for the next hour until they were fully accustomed to the plugs and then a larger plug would replace the current one and that would stay in place overnight.

For the next hour we sat down with drinks and a light supper which Brenda rustled up for us and made small talk, principally about the events of the previous few days. Before long the hour was up and Dave asked Marc and myself to help them change over the butt plugs. Turning to Matt Dave told him to undo the poppers on his shorts, then pull them down until they were hanging from the plug, lie on the floor on his back and bring his knees up to his chest. Then instructing Marc to hold his feet still Dave gripped the plug and gently tugged on it. After some resistance it plopped free leaving an open hole behind. Before Matt’s hole had time to close up again Dave had detached the plug from the shorts and attached the new considerably bigger one. Then in one swift smooth push the new plug was inserted bringing a groan and slight whimper from Matt. Telling him to stand up Dave pulled up the shorts and did the poppers up again while Matt leant on Marc for support. Having been dismissed Matt walked with some difficulty to a nearby chair and gingerly sat own. Gesturing Ian over to him Dave removed his shorts while he was still standing and indicated that he was to remain on his feet but assume a squatting position. Removing the plug was simpler because he gripped hold of the base and then made Ian stand upright; the action pulled the plug out in one quick movement bringing a sharp hiss of breath intake from Ian. Inserting the new plug was the reverse process with Ian using his weight to force the plug up inside bringing a bead of sweat to his forehead. As he did up the poppers Dave asked Glen and Oliver which method they would prefer to use. Both indicated that they would do the same as Ian as it seemed quicker and more dignified, right o replied Dave, let’s get it done then. Five minutes later they too had been fitted with their new plugs and were trying to get used to the intrusions. Peter clapped his hands to get our attention, announcing that it was time to call it a day as tomorrow was going to be a long and tiring day for us. After a quick piss we were lead over to the sleeping area where nine beds were arranged in a row. Before turning the lights off Peter warned the four guys not to remove the shorts or plugs as we would be monitored throughout the night and any attempts would countered severely. Taking heed we climbed into our beds, I must have been exhausted because I heard Marc saying something to me but it seemed so distant and before I knew it I was waking up to the sound of Adam clapping his hands to wake us up informing us breakfast would be served as soon as we’d been cleaned out.

Strolling over to the wet area we let Ian, Matt, Glen and Oliver go first so that they could be released from their shorts and plugs. Once we’d showered, shaved and been cleaned out we enjoyed a large full breakfast before starting the stretching exercises again.