1. Living for Master


    Date: 7/15/2015, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Gay Male, Author: nunmoreblack, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    but impressed with the possibilities. I am now your Master, your Owner, and your world. You are mine. You will be forever mine.’ I grunted and smiled with my eyes. It was my first proper contact with Master. That’s something that no slave ever forgets. “Now slutboy, this is going to be a testing time, but you will get through it and you will be forever grateful. Now breathe that gas and enjoy the ride” Powerless to do anything else I obeyed and felt the gas work its magic on my entire body. Suddenly my cock and balls stung and I screamed, more from surprise that pain I think. A thousand needles were being inserted into my cock and scrotum. I fearfully opened my eyes to look and could see that indeed several assistants were injecting my cock and balls with huge silver syringes. I could see there was already a catheter in my cock as it swelled with what ever was being injected. Bigger and bigger they became, the pain was now increasing and I began to scream and struggle against my bondage. There was a slight respite and I calmed as the bench I was secured to began to bend in the middle. My upper body was now in a better position to see what was happening. I was panting and inhaling vast quantities of gas but the pain was still intense. “Gas 7 and eye clamps someone shouted, he needs to witness this crucial part of the treatment”. With that rubber fingers put some drops in my eyes a tingling ran over my whole face. I couldn’t blink my eyes were frozen. A rubber finger flicked my ...
    eyelashes and when there was no reaction tiny clamps were attached to my eyelids and I was f***ed to see everything in front of me. “Genital conclusion” someone said and the intense pain in my cock and balls began again. The four syringes had been refilled and the liquid was again being f***ed into my deformed and almost bursting genitals. “Cock syringes hold”. The syringes were left dangling in my almost ruined member as the next order was given. “Testicle syringes hold, scrotum syringes go”. I could feel the intense pleasure and pain in my scotum as it grew and grew; it was the size of a melon and still growing. “Testicle syringes stand by for final push on my word” The orders kept on coming as I laid here helpless, d**gged, and f***ed to watch my genitals being destroyed. I tried to yell, to scream, but no sound came out, movement was impossible, these evil bastards had me. They were going to kill me. I knew I was done for. Then more numbers came…a countdown. “10, 9, 8, 7, prepare for imminent rupture, 6…” My sack now watermelon size was at bursting point. Helpless all I could do was breathe the gas and pray. “5, 4, 3, Testicular syringes, on 10 start pumping, 2, 1, 0.” I couldn’t scream I couldn’t cry I couldn’t react in any way. All I could do was witness my scrotum explode and shower the ensemble with its contents. “10”, came the order and with such speed I witnessed first one and then the second of my now exposed testicles explode, flesh and fluid spraying all around. ...
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