1. Addicted to Fist


    Date: 7/17/2015, Categories: BDSM, Gay Male, Author: klammer, Rating: 60, Source: xHamster

    I was beginning to like the exhibitionist in me. I was starting to get off on the thoughts of being the biggest, kinkiest pig they'd ever seen here. It was showtime and I was ready. As Jim led me by the leash onto the stage, the noise died to a hush. I felt flushed and vaguely faint but took a deep breath and composed myself. I heard the sound of something creaking and cranking and looked up to see two sets of chains with cuffs being lowered from the ceiling. Jim silently grabbed my left wrist and placed the leather cuff around it. He quickly did the right wrist as well and then signaled to some unseen person with his hand motioning up. I felt my arms rising above my head, creating the top half of an &#034x,&#034 stopping just before my feet were lifted from the floor. Jim walked to the equipment table and grabbed what looked like the riding crop he'd used on me the previous time, only this one was longer and had a broader head on it. I shivered at what undoubtedly was about to happen. He sniffed at my armpits and then took several long deep breaths. &#034Good boy,&#034 he whispered to me. &#034Just the way I like 'em. Rank and raunchy and better than poppers.&#034 He then turned to the audience. &#034Gentlemen, good evening,&#034 he said in the deep, authoritative voice that instantly made me harder. &#034As promised, I have delivered for your viewing pleasure the pig slave I told several of you about.&#034 Without warning, he raised his arm high above me and lashed the ...
    crop directly across my chest, making me cry out in unexpected pain. &#034He has no name other than pig, pussy, or slave.&#034 He struck again, this time across my belly, causing the same pained reaction from me. &#034What he does have, as I promised you, is an insatiable appetite that only I can fulfill. Another lash, this time across my shoulders. And another cry from me. &#034Before your eyes I will turn this hairy muscle boy from the poor excuse for a topman he used to be into a writhing begging pig who lives only for my fists plunged up his ass (another strike across my ass) and who pleads for my piss in his mouth. (another strike on my chest, just missing my mouth.) And who desperately needs his master to inflict hurt on his body without mercy.&#034 With that, he unleashed a series of strikes from the crop that made me scream loudly in the kind of hot, sensuous pain that had already turned into ecstatic pleasure no incredible need and hunger for more and more. &#034PLEASE SIR MORE!&#034 I yelled. &#034Please HIT ME AGAIN, SIR!&#034 &#034Tonight I will reduce this so-called muscle man into a pathetic pussyboy who begs, lives, breaths and fucks only for my pleasure,&#034 Jim nearly shouted, himself clearly turned on at this point. He lashed at me again, this time connecting with my cock and balls, and causing raw, hot pain to shoot throughout my whole body. I screamed again, in agony, but my cock grew even harder. Even though I was supposed to be looking straight ahead, I ...
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