Date: Fri, 19 Aug 2005 08:22:45 -0700 (PDT)
From: RJ PUNTTTTT <ball_pain@yahoo.com>
Subject: helpless and hurting part 3

My Lover recognizes that I need a real break and calls
for some down time, leads me to the shower and climbs
in with me and helps me get cleaned up. Gently
massaging my body, and washing the sweat, piss and cum
away.

There is more if you want it he whispers! It is the
weekend.  True I respond, you are the Master what ever
you would like Sir.

He sends our 2 friends home and suggests we go out to
the bath house which I agree to.  `But first you must
be properly cleaned and dressed' he says.

He leads me to the center of the bathroom and holds up
some hand cuffs and a hood.  I put my hands behind my
back obediently and he attaches a wrist cuff to each
wrist. and pulls the hood over my head and secures it
tightly.  The hood has eye holes so I can see what he
is doing.  He leads me to our bedroom and has me stand
in the middle of the room under a heavy duty hook in
the ceiling.  He attaches a chain to the hook, puts a
phone book on the floor and orders me on it and to
stand on my toes and then hooks it to the d-ring on
the top of the hood and then lifts each arm and
attaches it also to a chain spreading me out spread
eagled again.  When the chains are attached I just
barely stand flatfooted and then he pulls out the
phone book, leaving me hanging and just barely
touching the floor with my toes.  I know now what he
means by dressed properly he was referring to having
the right amount of bruises and welts all over my body
and then he will pick out my cloths to travel to the
bath house.

He leaves me for a minute and then comes back and
holds up my favourite belt and gently hits my chest
with it, then my balls and cock. Slowly he works his
way down my body to my knees.  He then steps back and
really starts to hit me, front and back.  Each swing
pushes me and I loose my footing but of course don't
fall and each swing I hear him comment on how hard I
am.  One swing comes right across my chest hitting
each tender tit, one hits my cock head and another he
brings up between my legs and hits my balls. I count
25 strokes to my self because the way I am hanging I
can't talk and he stops.  He goes to the night table
and picks something up and rubs it in my tits, and
then he pulls back my foreskin and rubs it all over
the head of my cock and pulls the foreskin back, then
applies it to my balls and hole. The ben-gay again!
He says don't go anywhere and he starts to get
organized for our outing all the while I am suffer as
my tits and my cock head feel like they are on fire.
I move, even though I know it will have no affect and
finally just try to go with the burn.

He pulls out his leather harness, cock ring, jock
strap and leather pants and for me he pulls out a pair
of custom chastity shorts.  These shorts lock on but
expose the cock and balls and a cod piece fits over
the cock and balls and he holds the key.  He also
pulls out a t-shirt cut to short and short onion skin
shorts cut up along the side to the waist and no
lining, a thong that is one size to small and a 2 golf
balls.  He holds both pair of shorts for me to see and
says he can't decide which ones as we may have to make
a stop before we get to the baths.  The he starts to
pack a toy bag, he puts in 2 dildos, 4 more golf
balls, nipple clamps of all kinds, lots of cuffs and
rope, the 4 quart enema bag, 2 cock sheaths -- one with
pins on the inside and the other just plain but with a
draw string at the base of the head section, ball
toys, a catheter, several gags and lots of pins and
needles.

He stands in front of me, slowly strokes his cock for
a few minutes.  Then he says he needs to take a piss
so he gets a glass and pisses in it.  He gets a straw
and holds it to my lips and orders me to drink. I
start to sip and then he slams his knee into my balls
so hard my legs lift to protect myself to no avail.  I
have to stop drinking for a moment to regain my
composure and then drink the rest of his nectar.
He walks around me slowly and punches me and hits me
open handed many times all over my body but
concentrates on my upper arms and mid thighs.  Then he
stops hitting me as quickly as he started.

He stands in front of me and pulls on a raunchy jock
strap, yellow in colour and in stains, filled with
both of our piss and cum, the last time I wore it I
had to wear it for a day and each time I had to piss I
was not allowed to take it off.  It dried while I wore
it.  Then puts on his cock ring,  he pulls on his
leather pants, skin tight showing his hot ass and
pushing his cock and balls forward.  Then he puts on
the harness.  He is HOT!

He lifts me up and undoes the chain to the hood,
releases me from my bonds, orders me to the shower to
remove the ben-gay and tells me to make sure I am
clean.  I am as I have so many enemas since we started
to play.

When I return he orders me to bend over, greases my
hole and forces 2 golf balls into my hole.  He pushes
each against my hole using a constant force and I feel
my hole open up and the first golf ball slip in.  He
repeats this procedure for the second golf ball.  When
I stand I feel the balls move around my hole and know
that I will constantly drip as we walk anywhere.  Then
he hands me the onion skin shorts to wear and a cock
ring with little pins on the inside.  The shorts are
white and leave nothing to the imagination, and when I
pull them on and up they fit, just but I know that if
I walk my balls and the tip of my cock will show and
all wet spots will make the material even more see
through.  He decides I should not wear a shirt of any
kind but attaches nipple clamps connected by a chain.
The cock ring digs into my skin; I feel each pin
digging deep, the pain is wonderful.

`Time to go' he declares, as we approach the front
door I see a catheter lying on the table.  `Stop, you
still need this' he says.  He orders me to the
washroom and then pulls my cock out, he roughly
squeezes my balls, forcing the pins of the cock ring
into my ball sack, then lubes up the cath and inserts
it.  He quickly closes the clamp and says `you will
only piss when I let you tonight'.

`Yes Sir as you order' I reply.

As I walk I know the end of my 7.5 inch cock is
visible as it the 4 inches of the catheter.  Total
humiliation!  We get in the car and start to drive to
the bath house, its clientele is mainly into SM,
raunchy, and control.   We stop at a convenience
store, he hands me $20 and orders me in to buy sports
drinks and water.  The store is busy, but fortunately
the clientele is mainly gay but still I am humiliated
standing there in shorts with my cock hanging out and
a tube inserted into it, bruises showing on my body.
As I walk through the store cat calls are made in my
direction, as I reach into the cooler I feel a pair of
hands grab my balls and squeeze hard almost dropping
me to my knees.  `See you tonight at the bath house --
pig'.  When I turn around I can't figure out who did
this as there are several people around and all
looking at me and smirking.  Each step causes the golf
balls to move, rub against my prostate and that motion
keeps my cock semi hard which can clearly be seen
through my shorts.  Each step also causes my tit
clamps to move, and any play on my tits also affects
my cock.    I try to quickly conclude my business and
run out of the store but there is a line at the cash,
so I have no choice but to join in.  I feel hands
rubbing my ass then reaching around and pulling on my
cock and flicking the end of the catheter tube. Then
another hand pulls on the chain to my tits.  I say
nothing but these 2 guys stay between me until all 3
of us have paid, then they shuffle me off to the side.
 When I see them I realize they are good looking,
average shape and both obviously tops and together and
also realize they quickly planned this boxing in.

`You got a Master boy, and where is he?' one says.

`Yes Sir, he is in the car Sir' I respond.

`Take us to him' they order.

I lead them to the car and introduce then to my Master
and they start to chat.  They say they are looking for
a pig to use, especially one that can take humiliation
and pain. They would like to invite my Master to their
play room and take me and use me,  3 Master to one
slave.  I think that sounds hot.

My Master tells them that would be fine if they can
find 2 more Masters bring the odds 5 to 1.  They agree
and pick up their cell phone and in less than 2
minutes they are giving my Master directions to their
home/playroom.  He takes a moment to whisper to me if
I am fine with this arrangement and I tell him yes.
He invites one of the men in the car, I climb into the
back seat and we proceed, them both chatting.

`Sir, I need to piss badly Sir' I tell him, he reaches
behind the seat and pulls up a bottle and tells me to
drain into there.  The other man, climbs into the back
seat and takes the bottle, aims the tube in it and
let's opens the clamp of the catheter and drains me.
Then he closes the clamp, slams by balls with his
fist, then reaches into my shorts and takes my left
ball and begins to crush it between his thumb and
index finger and says that the pressure will increase
until I drain the bottle.  I quickly bring the bottle
to my mouth and swallow quickly.  He keeps squeezing
my ball and I moan loudly and grow very hard.  `You
are a pain pig I see'

My master offers him the toy bag and suggests he force
2 more golf balls into my ass, no lube should be
necessary he says; tell him to spit on each one first.
 This man orders me to my knees, pulls my shorts down,
hands me a balls and I spit on it and he pushes it
against my hole.  I feel my hole open and the ball
pass into it, then the other -- dry other than the lube
already on my hole.  This one he pushes in quickly and
roughly.  When I finally look up I realize we are a
stop sign and I am fully exposed to the world.

I look over and he has his cock out and he tells me to
suck it but stay kneeling on the seat so he has access
to my cock and balls.  I put my lips over the head
first; it is large about 8 inches and fat, and start
to suck.  He starts to pull on my tit clamps and then
he reaches down and takes my right ball between this
thumb and index finger and begins to squeeze, the pain
travels into my cock and makes me harder, I feel that
butterfly nauseous feeling in my gut from the pain and
suck harder and he squeeze a bit harder and then just
holds the pressure constant.

Finally he pulls out, takes the bottle, pisses in it
and orders me to drink it. Then we arrive at his place


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