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SOUND ADVICE--Part 1

Date: 9/22/2015, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Cruelty, Romance, Torture, Author: senorlongo, Rating: 89.9, Source: sexstories.com

in—almost all the way to my bladder. My cock hurt like hell, but when she struck that tuning fork and held it against the sound I would have gladly cut my cock from my body. I thrashed wildly in my bonds. Gail seemed to find this amusing so she did it again and again for what seemed to be an hour or more. Finally, she pulled the sound from my body. It was covered with blood and more dripped from my pee hole to the floor. I hung limply while they laughed and retreated up the stairs. I was just recovering when they returned, laughing and joking at my expense. This time Gail selected an even bigger sound. I was sure she would rip my cock apart when it was forced into me. That was exactly what it felt like and when she applied the tuning fork I wished I was dead. Over and over this excruciating torture was continued. I was physically and emotionally exhausted when she finally withdrew it. An hour later they were back with one that was even larger. I was given a little water by George who urged me to give up. “They’ll kill you soon at the rate they’re going.” “Good…that’s preferable to being a slave. I’d rather die. I don’t know how you can live with it.” “I’m weak and Mistress Hazel knows it. I broke after the second sound. You’ve seen what the tone of that tuning fork does to me. I’d rather take a whipping.” I looked at him with shock in my eyes. “Yeah, I’ve taken plenty. I told you how Mistress Hazel enjoys hurting me.” “Why don’t you rebel? You’re stronger than she is.” ... “Because of this,” he said pointing to the steel collar fastened just above his balls. “Just one push of the remote sends a horrendous shock to my balls. I’m paralyzed for about twenty minutes and when I can finally move I can barely walk. Sometimes my balls are sore for days after. Mistress Hazel put it on me when she captured me and it hasn’t been off since. You’ll get one, too. That’s why Mistress put the parachute on you…so your scrotum would stretch enough for it to fit. You’ll get pierced later today, too. I’m sorry…I really am.” Later that day they used the largest sound on me. It must have been three times as wide as my urethra and the pain of insertion and withdrawal was horrible. The tuning fork felt like lightning had struck my cock. Once they were done a young woman with black spiked hair, her arms, legs, and neck covered with tattoos and more than a dozen piercings on her ears, nose, eyebrows, and tongue walked down the stairs with a big black case. My nipples were the first to be pierced then a ring through the skin under my cock head and another at the bottom of my sac. These rings were soldered and my cock and balls joined by a small, but obviously strong stainless steel padlock. Finally, something resembling a pair of pliers was pushed into my nose on either side of the septum. I tried to fight, but Hazel grabbed my balls and squeezed until I couldn’t resist. A large needle was pushed through creating a hole that must have been a quarter of an inch wide. My eyes ...