Date: Thu, 2 Jun 2005 09:18:51 EDT
From: BoyNfla941@aol.com
Subject: Reality CheckUp Part 11

By now, I knew that there was nothing to be fearful of. Master and the others
 were all in the medical field and I knew that they wouldn't harm me
permanently.  Although one never totally surrenders the natural emotion of fear, or do
 they.

I lay there on the mat, full of body piercings and stretched out like some
animal skin undergoing the process of drying and forming. Every limb and
appendage had either a chain or leather strap attached to it. I was somewhat
amazed that I wasn't suffering any muscle cramps, just the `normal' pains from
having the dick, nuts, nipples bound and  stretched.

They still had that support attached to my calf and thigh on each leg. I felt
 the chain on the ankle cuffs begin to move outward. And outward they went,
and  that is when I felt the sensation that the ankles were not just going
outward  but up as well. Once the legs were obscenely split the legs went up to a
point  where my ass was off the floor; all be it, having that chain across my
lower  abdomen.  A small foam cushion was shoved underneath my body just where
the  tailbone was sort of raised into the air. If they had a camera, this
would of  made a good photo.

Master Nathan was correct; when he said this would be a training session
depriving myself of all the senses except for feel. Occasionally somebody was
accidentally (I chose to believe) hitting the straps attached to the nads and
the pain was felt, once again, consuming the area from the nads to the pit of
my  stomach. Surely they knew when enough was enough. The funnel must have been
 still connected to the stomach tube, as on occasion I felt hot fluid landing
on  the head and chest. I suppose they weren't kneeling down to piss, but
rather in  the standing position. Days and even perhaps weeks later, I learned
that there  was always a slave prone between my legs with the piss plumbing
taped into his  own mouth; aiding in recycling every persons piss, my own
included.  It  was, is, so true that when one loses some of his senses that the
remaining ones  take over. I was beginning to understand the need to only feel. As
long as I  remained calm, I was able to get enough air into the lungs via the
two tubes in  my  nose.

Something sticky was felt being applied onto the body. It was like a sticky
patch, sort of like you see on television with those stop smoking aids. They
were applied to my nads, dick, ears, nipple area, and after taking off my feet
 coverings, they were stuck to the soles of my feet. One each was applied to
each  thigh, and stomach. Then I felt someone release the huge butt plug from
my hole,  only to feel the painful insertion of larger sized dildo. I had
thought earlier  that the plug was the largest thing made, but this dildo proved
me oh so  wrong.  Still, while all this was going on, I continued to feel the
splash  of warm piss on the body and face.

I began to feel a dull sensation on my feet and the feeling continued up the
body all the way to my ears.  The feeling starting to go from a nice tingle
to a sharp needle like pain. The feeling did not last long at any one spot.
Then  the feelings were bouncing around the body in no special order.  As the
dullness began to turn into continuous stabs the durations also became more
noticeable.  When the level of pain on the lower body was seemingly way too
much to take, the pain was really a numb one on the upper part of my body. The
stronger the lower pain became, the weaker the upper pain was. Finally the
jolts  of pain, the tingling were only felt below my waist chain. The ones
shooting  through the nads were worst of all. I felt sick to my stomach each time the
 sharpness arrived to cause the infliction of pain and discomfort. Spit in my
 mouth was turning to foam and oozing out the mouth, looking like a rabid
dog. I  was grateful when the pain stopped. I was able to once again breathe
enough to  fill up my  lungs.

The dildo began to stroke in and out sending an uncomfortable sensation
within  my body. It felt as if the damn thing was packing all the grease in my ass
and  then pushing it further up inside.  The dildo began to twist in large
circles as it continued its journey up my chute. Holy hell, they have put the
dildo onto the `fuck machine'. Oh lord set me free. I had hoped that the one
use  of that machine was the only one I was going to get. Yet, wrong again.
Now, I'm  here to tell you; in my situation, thinking is totally fucking useless.
The  machine worked my hole for eternity before I began to feel the pleasure
and not  the pain.

While the machine was still power fucking my hole, the former based feeling
on  the rest of my body returned. The same feelings, the same random order, the
same  intensity. With both of these things working on my body, it was
becoming more  difficult to get air. But, what I found out was that someone was
pinching off  one then the other nose tube. At times both were pinched shut. My
mind was  becoming mush and I was hoping to pass out just till this training was
over. And  yet these bastards still found pleasure in pissing down the mouth
tube,  splashing more on the body than done the funnel. I vomited something up
into my  mouth and knew that I had to swallow it back, lest I was to drown in
my own  puke.

I never felt another thing after I had swallowed my own vomit. When I started
to  return to consciousness all the pain and suffering had stopped. The world
had  stopped. My life had stopped.

I felt a drop of moisture on my right cheek, then another. The earplugs were
taken out, and another drop of moisture landed on my face. Then with the next
 drop, I heard the sobs and whimpers of a human. A touch of a hand to my
face,  and I knew then that it was Cody. All the others had taken there leave; and
Cody  and Trey were ordered back to the room to tend to my body. I learned
that Cody  and Trey had been with me the last 30 minutes of my training. The
training had  lasted well over 90 minutes.

"Hey there `boy', you look and smell like shit" Trey announced. "Your
Master has  requested that I and I alone get you unhooked, unfastened from all
these nice  and wonderful training aides." Trey or no Trey, I was glad to be
released from  these bonds. He was none to gentle in his work, but that should be
expected from  him or others. He started with the chains and ropes at my head
and worked his  way down. The orbs were the sorest of all and they felt every
stinking thing as  Trey lowered them down, but he did not remove the leather
from them. The nads  remained separated. To have my feet covered and lowered to
the ground was a  blessing, although the legs were kept split in two. I
wondered how much the  group had stretched my sac and nipples. Someday I hoped to
find out. During all  this unhooking, Cody had his mouth stuffed with the piss
recycle tubing. "You  see `boy', even your buddy Cody has his
responsibilities. He is sucking your  bladder dry. Hell, he ain't even waiting for the piss to
come to him. He is  sucking like my mom's old Hoover. I bet you was wishing
that he could suck your  worthless ugly dick too. But cocksucking will come
soon enough. But it won't be  Cody doing the  sucking."

The familiar sounds of the feet approaching indicated that somebody else had
now  entered the room. " Excellent! Most exquisite looking nuts, I do say.
Seems as  if the `boy' has come through this training with not lasting effects
other than  everything nicely stretched." Boomed Master Nathan. Shit, I was in
for more  suffering.  " Seems the nuts have become nicely swollen and I'm
sure that  when `boy' is in his proper position the nuts will hang quite nicely.
Now I  think you, Trey, should remove his nose tubes and stomach  pipe."

Without as much as a word, Trey grabbed the two tubes in my nose and yanked
on  them. I tried to cough them up as he pulled on them. Once they were out, I
could  breath a lot more freely, almost `normal'. When it came the moment to
take the  stomach pipe out Master Nathan told me to cough hard on the count of
three. I  coughed and the tube didn't come all the way out. Master Nathan had
to take over  the extraction and was none to kind to Trey in the process.  I
heard Master  Nathan say to him that perhaps a good whipping or flogging was
in order for him.  Master Nathan then instructed Trey to go stand by the wall
and allow Cody access  to me; so that he, Cody, could tend to me.  Master
Nathan stormed out of my  room; mostly likely to report the situation to my Master.
Cody was more composed  now, as he went about his duties. He washed my face
and arms and the attention  was most welcome. He used a very soft towel to dry
the skin, which felt like a  cloud brushing over me from up above. He
continued his cleaning of me, but  before he washed my chest, he licked all of the
others piss from it. He was so  gentle when he was cleaning around my nipples. "
Gee `boy', I think your nipples  grew at least an inch or more just today.
But they don't look as bad as your  ears do. Heck, the holes in them things are
gigantic. Do you feel ok?" I nodded  my head.  Cody washed me from my neck to
my waist with loving care. He made  sure to dry the collar and wrist cuffs
very well. Before he began his washing of  the remainder he said to me " now I
have to do something I don't really want to  do" and he carefully and slowly
removed the dildo from my ass. Then he held it  to my mouth and ordered me to
clean it off. Because it was Cody, I didn't even  think about the foul smell or
the taste of everything on it. I licked it as  clean as I could. Obviously I
couldn't suck it clean due to its size.  Cody  then cleaned my dick and
commented on how much the two `flaps' had stretched and  looked grotesques. He
apologized for having to wash my nads as he knew he was  going to hurt me.  I took
in a massive amount of air and exhaled and Cody  began his work on my nuts.
When it was done and over with, Cody planted a nice  kiss on my sore mouth. He
washed my hole and then the legs, paying close  attention to the skin under the
cuffs. I was to exhausted to really feel the  `clean', but I knew that I was
spotless. I lay there wondering what was next.  Perhaps a meal and sleep. I
heard footsteps and the shuffle of bare feet. Master  had returned with several
of the  slaves.

"Well, Trey, I understand that you have displeased Master Nathan." Although
you  are a novice at master/slave training, I feel that it is most appropriate
for  you to feel 10 lashes of the whip. We shall administer your punishment
before  the sun sets." Hip Hip Hooray, there is justice after all. Now why in
the hell  did I say that? Fuck me! I should not ever wish that on anyone. It is
not for me  to judge the works of others. Trey is learning and must learn his
duties just as  I am learning mine. And, after all, I did have a `crush' on
him all through  college. I wonder if he still is as handsome as when I last
saw him. I'd give  anything to have my sight back, even if just for a few
moments.

"Now then Cody, it seems that you have done an excellent job on cleaning `boy
'.  I am most pleased with your actions today. We need to get `boy' back
into his  normal position, and that is why I have brought along these bedslaves
to help  you." I felt many hands on the body. "For Christ's sakes Trey, get
your stiff  dick over here and give them some assistance!" yelled my Master. As
I was being  moved and turned Master spoke "now be careful when you get him
back to all  fours. `boys' nuts and sac are going to drop like a fucking rock.
Perhaps  someone should get down there and help his nuts to go down gently.
One of  the slaves, I think, got down very close to me and put my nads in his
moist  mouth. As the others rolled me over, the slave moved in unison with them
keeping  my nads secure in his mouth. Once I was on my fours, in proper
position, Master  ordered my sac released from the slaves mouth. It went very well
under my sac  and nads were on their own. The pain was tremendous and I let
out a soft muffled  groan. Cody's hands came forth and stroked my head and my
back allowing me to  forget the discomfort of my swollen nads and sac. "Ok
slaves, now we are going  out to the back yard with `boy', so you slaves go first,
as `boy' is still  learning to walk properly." Out they went, and I followed
next to last. With my  knees covered and bearing most of my weight I
proceeded better this time than  before. I just had to accustom my brain to learn to
balance the body a little  better. I think Cody was last in the line as he was
sort of guiding me along by  holding onto my upright positioned feet. My nads
hurt like hell from each and  every movement, but I didn't fuss nor cry out. I
"sucked it up" and went on with  the  others.

I instantly had a `brain fart'.  I still had my hearing, my mouth was not
plugged and, AND my ass hole was empty. This indeed was cause to celebrate. The
 only things other than my eyes being covered were the catheter dangling down
 with the two dick head rings and sore nuts; all else was not important. God
Almighty, was this the end of my first weekend? Just go along to the yard and
 give them all a goodbye kiss? Perhaps a nice soak in the pool? Maybe a night
of  sleeping peacefully under the stars? Or perhaps, even better, a romantic
night  with Cody or  Trey?

I smelt the aroma of food cooking on a outdoor grill. After what I had just
been  through I suppose I had earned a nice meal. The smell was intoxicating to
say  the least. The outdoor air bustled across my back and between my legs.
It was  like a grand feeling of freedom. I heard some there, compliment Master
on my  appearance and lasting endurance. Although not really allowed, I felt a
deep  sense of pride. I could even smell the grass and only wished that my
knees and  hands could feel the grass as  well.

Cody commanded me to stop. He came forward and knelt down to meet my face.   "
>From here the `boy' will drink and be feed. What the `boy' drinks and eats
will  become apparent as the time progresses. There are many here to feed you
and use  you. You will also hear the cries of pain and agony. Now then, Cody
continued,  in front of you are two steps. `boy' will climb the two steps and
when  commanded, `boy' will come to a complete stop".  Steps? What  now?   I
found the two steps and did my best to move up them, but Cody  had to assist
me a great deal. Two steps is about 22 to 30 inches off the ground  so I wasn't
to concerned if I fell off them. "STOP!" and I  stopped.

I was kneeling on a platform, slightly more than two feet or so off the
ground.  Cody once again came forward and told me to relax and do my best. "Master
and I  are so so proud of you `boy' for what you have endured today and
everyday" Cody  semi-whispered." And I think I am starting to love `boy', perhaps
more than I  should". Before I could figure out what was going on, my wrist
cuffs were locked  down to the platform. The other end of the platform seemed
to pull apart as once  again my legs where split in two; but nowhere near as
bad as they had been  earlier. A strap was wound around the platform and my knee
keeping them solidly  bound in place. "I'm sorry if I caused you pain and
harm earlier" said the  voice, choked with emotion. "I promise to never hurt
you like that again." Shit,  Holy Hell, it was  Trey.

"Alright now Mr. Trey, proceed to the frame" a strong, very strong voice
commanded.  Trey kissed me on my closed lips, like a fine gentleman. He was
gone from me now.  "Drink `boy' Cody said. I lowered my head and found the  bowl
of water and lapped eagerly. I devoured the water in record time. I felt
someone moving about my dick and realized that they were re-connecting the
recycle tube. The tube went down a hole in the platform to either a container or  a
slave. My money is on a  slave.

Something was going on at my hole. I could really tell what was happening
because of all the use and training the hole had gotten since I had arrived. Any
 intimate feelings were lost with the stretching and raping with that
god-forsaken machine. Moments later I felt heat within my body. Some one had  pissed
up my ass. Then  another.

After the second person had withdrawn from the hole I experienced the
familiar  feeling of grease being packed. Not cold either, so I assumed that it was
Crisco  from a can.

"Don't be frightened `boy', don't feel shame." Cody said to me. In an
instant I  faintly heard the whistle of leather as it struck Trey's body. He
screamed like  I had never heard before. I instantly, mentally, started to count
the strokes.  By the time Trey had gotten five strokes, I could hear him vomit
and utter the  words of apology. After ten, only sobs from a broken spirit
could be heard. Trey  has learned what the whip feels like, so now he will be a
better person for  that.

"I believe the evening meal is ready, so if the slaves will prepare their
masters plates we can all eat." Proclaimed Master. " Now then Trey, why don't
you get `boys' meal ready for him, while I give `boy' something to drink."
That  said, Master approached my mouth and ordered me to open up. Master
proceeded to  impale my mouth with His cock and flood me with His golden nectar. I
swallowed  rapidly and without spilling a single drop of cherished  piss.

I noticed someone at my hole. It was Trey! Trey inserted his hand without
stopping, into my hole. He was scooping out my dinner. They did not put grease
in as I thought earlier, but my dinner. Master shouted at him to try to get
two  hands inside me. And, without delay Trey tried, as I wept in pain. One fist
was  ok, I guess; but never could I imagine two hands inside me. Trey was
scooping  out food, melted Crisco, and human piss. When the `boys' bowl was
full, he  withdrew his hands. Master went to join the others as Trey brought forth
my  meal.  "Eat well `boy', it looks good but doesn't smell so good."
Leaning  in closer to my head, Trey informed me that my meal was dog food, grease
and  piss. Don't smell it, just eat it, all of it. My eyes welled up and I
could tell  that Trey wasn't trying to be forceful or demanding. "I'll stay with
you until  you have finished then I am to give you something to drink to wash
it all down".  I could hear the others eating and enjoying each other's
company. I wondered if  Cody was sitting next to Master or eating elsewhere. I
overheard an occasional  remark made about me, but I paid no attention to that; as
I continued eating my  meal. When I had licked my bowl clean, Trey wiped my
face with his finger and I  did my normal thing by sucking his finger clean.
Trey then very gently cleaned  my snout ring and put some sort of antibiotic on
it. Trey took his place at my  mouth and gently placed his cock inside,
resting it on my tongue. He did his  best to slowly release his piss, but soon it
flooded my mouth. He held my head  by the earrings and hopefully enjoyed his new
urinal. I licked the last drops  off of Trey's cock head and he withdrew to
join the others and eat his  meal.

I didn't know what was next, if anything. If something else did occur I was
praying that I could still maintain my hearing at least, if not the others as
well.



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