1. New Life


    Date: 9/28/2015, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Author: klammer, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    a feeling of release that time. The electrical current caused my muscles to contract violently and I felt like I was in the grasp of some awful monster and my semen was being squeezed from me. I looked in the mirror over my head and there wasn't one monster but two, smiling at me and whispering to each other. I couldn't understand why they were doing this to me. I wanted what they said was their ultimate goal for me. I wanted to be controlled and to be transformed into a woman. I wanted the surgery that would make me as anatomically female as possible. They didn't have to brainwash or torture me into desiring that I lose my maleness, my manhood. I tried to analyze their motivation for what they were doing to me but I couldn't make any sense of it. After the initial generalized description of their plans for me nothing was explained. This was only the beginning of many months of confusion and bewilderment. I would be stimulated in some form so much of the time that rational analysis was impossible. I could only concentrate on the things being done to my body. Some of the things were extremely pleasant and made me euphoric but most were just the opposite. I was to spend most of my time in a state of unimagined torment and desperate about the hopelessness of the situation I had willingly placed myself in. I was f***ed to ejaculate about 10 times before the stimulation was finally stopped. 'Milked' was an appropriate term. I felt completely drained and empty. The extraordinary ...
    feelings I had delighted in during the night were but a faint and distant memory. The Mistresses had left me and were removing Roberta from the cleaning tank. They removed all the hoses attached to her and then pushed her dripping body and the frame that held it fast back out in into the room. They reinstalled her in the positioning frame. They positioned several large blowers in front and back of her and turned them on. I could breathe normally now but was allowing the Iron Lung to do it for me. I had tensed all my muscles against the straps holding me and it felt like I had full muscle control. I thought of resisting whatever they had planned for me next. From the way I saw them handle Roberta and the way they had treated me the night before I knew I probably wouldn't have the opportunity but I decided to watch for a chance. If I could just explain to them that they didn't have to torture me. I was prepared to try and regain some control over my existence and what was being done to me. If nothing else I would just talk to them and negotiate my treatment. Then they turned their attention to me. Mistress Carol attached a hose and bulb pump to my gag and proceeded to inflate the gag inside my mouth. It stretched my jaws wide open as they would possibly go. It filled my mouth completely. My cheeks bulged out painfully and gag conformed to the inside of my mouth perfectly. My tongue was pressed tightly against the floor of my mouth. She removed the strap holding the gag. This was ...