ROYD had learned how to rest and even sleep deeply in stressful restraint positions. VAS had taught him that. He didn't know how long he had been asleep; but he felt the sharp slap to his stretched out nuts and was jolted back into consciousness by the biting sharp pain traveling though his scrotum. He groaned himself awake. VAS was looking down at him, shinning a light in his face. It was still dark. With the deftness that comes from years of experience, VAS quickly undid ROYD's rope bondage and released his cock and balls from the stretched burden. "Get up and follow me," VAS ordered. ROYD slid off the table and bare feet slapping on the wood floors, followed VAS.
VAS took ROYD out into his 6 acre back yard. VAS told ROYD that he wanted him to execute 100 spread eagle pushups followed by 100 jumping jacks and then 50 dolphin kicks. He wanted the colossal bodybuilder to work up a sweat In no time flat, the sweat was dripping off ROYD's hairless physique and as he finished off the dolphin kicks he was wet with sweat. It felt sexy and oddly arousing in the pre-dawn coolness. VAS told him to catch his breath.
"Bend over and grab your ankles, muscle head," VAS ordered. ROYD complied and VAS then smeared some lube onto his fingers and started to slowly stroke ROYD's freshly waxed ass crack. Little by little, up and down the crack feeling the warm velvety feel of the muscular ass cheeks on either side. Exploring the anus by tickling around the hole and leisurely messaging the entrance. VAS gently fingered some lube into ROYD's hairless hole and then very slowly; but with authority, finger fucked the huge specimen bent over in front of him. This intimate manly manipulation was driving ROYD nuts. He was moaning and groaning lost in the depths of an animal rut when VAS slipped a medium sized stainless steel butt plug into the anal cavity. ROYD grunted acknowledging the intrusion; but took the insertion with no trouble. He'd had much bigger items up his ass.
VAS also had a leather strap that bound ROYD's biceps behind his back. VAS put his foot into the muscular back and pulled the strap tight. The result was that ROYD's arms were pinned behind his back and his pecs were stretched tight and high. He told ROYD that he wanted him to jog around the back yard until he told him to stop and to jog at a fast pace. To help him find his way around the yard, VAS put a flashlight into ROYD's mouth. ROYD started jogging around the yard, stumbling over twigs and trying his best to see a few feet in front of him The flashlight didn't help much as it was bouncing up and down with every stride he took. He could barely make out his footfalls with accuracy and found stones or twigs impeding his lackadaisical pace. The sweat was rolling off him in drops by the time VAS called him over as he finished his third circuit. "Too slow big boy," VAS commented "you need some incentive," he said as he snapped two tit clamps onto ROYD's hard nipples already stretched taut by the binding strap around his biceps. ROYD groaned as the hard rubber tips of the clamps bit into the hard meat filled with blood feeding the nerve endings that objected strongly to this pinching pressure. "If you motivate yourself to pick up the pace, I'll take them off - now get moving muscle boy", VAS said as ROYD trotted off at a quicker pace.
Now every footfall jiggled the tit clamps making them bounce on the ends of his nipples. They ached and were aroused at the same time; but ROYD was motivating around that backyard. The tit clamps had another effect - they aroused ROYD's sleepy penis to full erection. Now it too bounced up and down as his bare feet hit the ground on each stride. It was an incredible turn on -- arms pinioned to his back - clamps on his tits - naked as a jaybird, sweating like a pig and now sporting a woody of mammoth proportions. The tit clamps burned; but they were more erotic than painful. It felt like two rods piercing through his tits pushing them out - holding them tight. His mind was analytical; but at this moment he was overcome by the sensations. He just felt his body reacting. By the time he finished 3 more circuits, his cock was dripping long strands of precum and his tits felt like they were jerking him off. He was on the edge. "Well you didn't even stop to have me remove those clamps - boy - it looks like they did the job", VAS chuckled pointing at the enormous erection.
VAS took the flashlight out of ROYD's mouth and released the strap binding his arms behind his back. VAS told ROYD to bend over and then reached down and pulled the butt plug out with a pop. The tit clamps were next. As VAS released them slowly, the blood rushed back into the crushed nubs filling every nerve ending with renewed and aggravated energy. ROYD yelped out; but otherwise held the sensations inside. His dick jerked violently; but did not erupt - that would come later. VAS took ROYD over to one side of his back patio. He told the naked, sweat drenched bodybuilder to spread himself wide and clasp his hands behind his head. With little warning, VAS turned on his garden hose and proceeded to hose down the muscular man in front of him. ROYD rubbed the chilly water over his muscle sculpted figure - it felt good, rejuvenating. VAS played a little with the hose - sending a moderately strong stream of water up the bodybuilders ass hole - letting ROYD evacuate in a bucket until the stream ran clear. Next VAS positioned a strong stream on ROYD's pecs and tits - the water bounced off the tight flesh and hard nubs like bullets off Superman's chest. The cock and balls were another story. VAS had ROYD dancing around in no time flat as he aimed the stream from the hose onto the sensitive erection and tightly packed scrotum. VAS lingered for almost 20 minutes hosing ROYD down. They both enjoyed the sensations. As the sun rose, VAS took ROYD into the house so the bodybuilder could make breakfast.
Breakfast was clean and easy: egg white omelet with cheese, fillet mignon, fresh fruit, toast, coffee. VAS put ROYD's portions in a stainless steel dog bowl which he placed beside the table at his feet. Initially, ROYD had some problems eating out of a bowl like a dog; but now he just let go and felt his pure animal nature come through, He had a collar around his neck and VAS would pat him on the head and scratch him behind his ears and on his neck - it felt great and although he still had a problem with other men seeing him eat a meal like this - when he was alone with VAS - it was a release that he thoroughly enjoyed. VAS' enjoyment came with his coffee service. He would tease ROYD into a burning erection and then have the muscle head masturbate until he shot a load of hot bodybuilder cum into his coffee. VAS called it his private reserve coffee creamer. The massive hulk could shot huge loads so VAS would have a glass handy to catch the overflow. He'd add milk to the bodybuilder cum, stir it with a spoon and let ROYD drink it down - an excellent protein drink. ROYD would then stir VAS' hot coffee with his still hard dick - that was an amazing feeling. His prick was still aroused and the nerve endings still sensitive from the ejaculation and now being dipped into a hot liquid really sent waves of intense pleasure through his loins. Both men enjoyed breakfast.
After breakfast, VAS took ROYD into the backyard for some Landscaping work in the heat and humidity of summer in Brisbane. There were 15 bags of mulch that needed to be hauled into the yard, spread and raked in. Cutting the grass and raking. Trimming the palms and hedges and digging a drainage ditch along one side of the house. About 4 hours of work in the hot sun. ROYD would work bareass naked with only boots, work gloves, a steel neck chain and plenty of sunscreen to protect his freshly waxed skin. VAS came out periodically to hose the work horse down and when he needed motivation, a cat o'nine tails found sensitive areas to make an impression. ROYD worked all morning and into the early afternoon. VAS gave him 2 rest periods of 10 minutes and a dozen water breaks. Between the bottled water and hose downs - ROYD stayed hydrated; but the heat, humidity and hard work did have an effect on the bodybuilder. By the time VAS called a halt to the detail, ROYD was spent. He was soaking wet with sweat, grimy from the dust and dirt and generally pretty gnarly. The hose came in handy and VAS let ROYD use some soap and a hard sponge to get himself clean.
ROYD was taken into the house and into VAS' dungeon. VAS locked ROYD in a cage for a rest period. ROYD enjoyed these times alone in restricted space. The cage was larger than most but still required ROYD to squat not stand and he could not stretch out. This quiet time gave ROYD a feeling of release. He had nothing to worry about, his size and power could guarantee that there would be nothing he could not physically handle. His only concerns during these visits was his difficulty in being humiliated just for the sake of humiliation. He did not spend all that time in the gym, suffer all those pains that only bodybuilders really understand - to have it ridiculed. He had confidence in himself and also had gained confidence in VAS, that he would not be "hung out to dry." ROYD had come a long way in the 10 years he had been allowing VAS to take over control of his actions for these 3 days. He had come to not just enjoy these challenging days; but actually crave them.
Two hours later it was time for some cocktails and also time to bring ROYD out to "play." ROYD made VAS a Bourbon and water and then stood by for further instructions. There was a knock at the door and ROYD strode over to answer it. Four of VAS' friends were here for a special cocktail hour entertainment. In the back of the men, stripped naked and being dragged forward by a leash attached to a golden PA piercing his cock head was MARKUS RUEHL. ROYD had met MARKUS once before. He was a huge bodybuilder that was also an accomplished wrestler. ROYD knew what was in store for him, he was going to wrestle MARKUS for the amusement and pleasure of VAS and his friends.
The two huge musclemen were taken into the Sun Room where they were each displayed in static displays where the gentlemen could see and prod them. ROYD was put into a black leather jock, strict leather hood and wrist and ankle restraints all chained to a frame which allowed his movement so he could flex his muscles and respond to the numerous prods on his body. MARKUS was placed in a cage that held him by the neck upright. He was wearing a full body shackle that allowed limited movement. The gentlemen enjoyed drinks and cigars as the two huge muscle freaks faced each other and hurled taunts at one another. It was a good start to an afternoon of muscular exertion and glorification. The two gladiators were released and taken into VAS private gym where they were stripped down and set upon each other. This was a no holds barred match. No rest periods. The match would continue until submission.
Both combatants were in excellent physical condition. ROYD had been weakened a little by his hard labor in VAS' garden that morning; but that did not significantly affect how the two huge muscle heads went at each other. Crotch shots, slaps, punches, pinching, twisting, biting - it was all good. Grunts, yelps and shouts came out of the two combatants. The two Herculean gladiators went at each other for over 45 minutes. The end was quick. MARKUS got ROYD on his back, grabbed a handful of his nuts and sat his sweaty ass right on ROYD's head. He twisted ROYD's nuts until he screamed out in agony. Opening his mouth ROYD got a mouthful of MARKUS' ass cheeks. He couldn't breath - his nose was trapped in MARKUS' sweaty crack and his mouth was full of muscle man ass cheeks. ROYD tapped out. He looked up and saw MARKUS grinning down at him - the price for failure would be painful.
ROYD was ordered to bend over so his anus was viewable by all the men gathered around congratulating MARKUS. He stayed in that position until MARKUS had been eagerly and completely congratulated on his victory. He went over to ROYD and slapped his two exposed ass cheeks hard. Two red had imprints emerged from the hard hits. MARKUS leaned over and whispered in ROYD's ear - "That's my brand on your ass, bitch - you're mine to play with until I'm satisfied - now get on all fours, muscle toy!"
ROYD could feel the heat rising in his face. He knew his naked, hairless hide was starting to glow red - and not just on his ass cheeks. He had lost - that was embarrassing enough; but what was to follow was humiliation that he would have a difficult time contending with. MARKUS was anal focused - he liked to play with a man's ass and he wasn't gentle. MARKUS had ROYD restrained butt up on his shoulders so he could enjoy the sight of the huge bodybuilder's ass exposed to his appetites.
Over the next hour, ROYD endured dildo after dildo being rammed up his ass chute. Fat black butt plugs were seated and ROYD was compelled to duck walk around the room displaying his shame while stretching his ass. Finally MARKUS greased up his hand and forearm and pushed it up into ROYD's already tortured hole. ROYD screamed out at the intrusion but took the fisting like the athlete he was. It was a challenge and he was a strong man. He took it like the muscle man he was. VAS and his friends and even MARKUS was impressed with ROYD's stamina and masculine grace under pressure.
No comments:
Post a Comment