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Nifty - Gay - Authoritarian - Bondage And Pain

 
Date: Tue, 18 Dec 2007 22:06:09 EST
From: Wardsafe@aol.com
Subject: Bondage And Pain

Since my early days in school I was aware that anytime I got
spanked it would make my wiener get stiff. As I got older I
begin to notice that the old gladiator movies would make me
hard whenever someone was being tied and whipped. After
leading a somewhat normal life through college and into the
business world at 32 I was again having thoughts about such
things and would occasionally search out gay bondage
pictures on the internet. Having never married, in spite of
several close calls, I decided to look into the idea of some
bondage and pain experiences.

My first step was to do some dirty book store research into
the subject and found that most of it was so severe in
description that it quickly lost its sexual appeal. Having a
bucket of water suspended from my balls or having my nuts
crushed sound almost as much fun as having my nipple ripped
off.

I had essentially lost interest in the idea but still had in
interest in male sex. I decided to stop at a local bar known
for a mostly gay clientele and have a drink. The place was
nice enough and people appeared to be mostly professional
types that could easily pass in any bar as straight. I sat
at the bar and ordered a vodka martini and tried to check
out the rest of the customers. The bar tender was nice and
started up a conversation by asking if I was gay. This set
me back a bit and I explained that I didn't know and that I
did have some interest. He put me at ease by telling me that
the place occasionally gets a straight guy who walks in
without knowing the reputation of the bar and gets mad when
hit upon by another customer. I admitted that I had heard
about the bar and knew that most of the customers were
professional gay men so not to worry.
After a couple more drinks I had gotten a bit more relaxed
and the bar tender would stop and talk when he wasn't busy.
He finally asked what I was interested in and I tried to
explain that this all started with the bondage and pain idea
but that I found most to be way too extreme for my taste. I
went on to explain that to me it was the difference between
a hickey and a bleeding bite and I had no interest in
bleeding. At this point he said that he knew someone that I
might want to talk with. It turns out the guy was an Asian
guy about my age that ran a business providing bondage and
pain services for a fee. He gave me the guy's number and
told me to wait a couple days before I call to give him time
to tell the guy that I was a referral from him.

I had enough to drink at this point and it became obvious
even to the bar tender that I was checking him out. He just
winked and said enjoy the look I don't mind the attention.
Being a bit embarrassed I paid the bill and left a generous
tip and thanked him for his advice.

I waited two days before calling the number he provided and
got the typical voice mail message. The first time I hung up
but on the second call I decided to leave a message. I
explained that I was referred by the bar tender at --------
bar and left my number asking him to return the call. By the
time I hung up the phone I had tightness in my groin and
felt very excited not knowing for sure where this would go.
Ten minutes later my cell rang and the guy calling explained
that he was returning my call in regards to having a bondage
experience.

He sounded very relaxed and soon had me detailing what I had
an interest in. I explained that everything I had seen was
so extreme that I was loosing interest and the bar tender
felt that he (Chi) might be the answer. At this point he
suggested we meet at the same bar and talk a little to
determine exactly I would want and how it could be arranged.

Our date was set and my nerves were on edge as the day
approached. We met at 1730 and quickly took a quiet booth in
the rear. The bar tender noticed and smiled and waved as
soon as he saw us enter. Chi was a slight man with sharp
facial features but very handsome. He was quite charming and
had very quickly made me comfortable. He explained that he
offered very complete and clean service and that it might be
best if I were to see his facility and look for myself. He
went on to explain that some guests liked to have people
witness their punishment and would actually pay extra for an
audience. He provided the address and we agreed on a time
and date to visit.

The location was in an industrial area of town and was
located in the second basement of a furniture warehouse. He
told me to park on the first level parking and enter a black
door marked Chi Products and go down the stairs and turn
left and knock on the first door on the right. On the
appointed night I did as instructed and after knocking the
door was opened by Chi who was wearing a leather vest and
tight leather shorts. His outfit revealed a well toned and
muscular body void of body hair or blemish. He was very
stunning.

He very politely directed me to a small but well appointed
office and following me in closed the door. He said that he
was expecting a customer and that he had to prepare some
things for the appointment. He then handed me a menu and
told me that it contained three examples of punishments that
he would provide and would give me an idea of what I could
expect to see in the viewing area later. He said if none of
the descriptions appealed to me we could arrange a
customized program. He quietly left and I started to review
the written descriptions.

The first was the most extreme level offered and resulted in
a nipple piercing with a lot of blood and severe pain.
Clearly this was not my idea of fun.

The next involved being whipped with a cane and having very
large butt plugs inserted. Again this was a bit much for me.

The last level is a man who arrived late and after
inspection it was determined that he had not adequately
douched himself which resulted in him being taken to the
"wet room" for an enema. After finishing he was moved to the
"arena area" where he is secured naked to a punishment
bench. He is given ten strikes with a leather paddle causing
him to cry out and beg them to stop but resulting in little
serious damage. He is then removed from the bench and placed
on an exam table where he was strapped down with his legs
spread secured to stirrups. Nipples are pinched and ass
lubed ending in being fucked hard and exposed to some simple
pain. The experience is guaranteed to result in a mind
blowing orgasm for the customer.

Wow, I'm sitting in the chair covered in sweat with a raging
hard on poking out the front of my pants. The door opened
and Chi stood with a grin asking me if I had made a
selection, knowing from my look that I had found what I
wanted.

He ushered me into the viewing area of the arena which to my
delight contained every kind of device you could imagine.
Chi explained that on a busy night there may be five or six
customers in various stages of punishment which only adds to
the excitement. He said he enjoys all the screams and crying
out but has no stomach for pain himself.

To my surprise I saw man as in the menu description being
lead into the "wet room" section. The man was forced naked
over a padded frame with his head lower than his ass and a
rather large nozzle was lubed and inserted. As the water
flowed the man would moan and cry out. The man administering
the enema held him in place in spite of his thrashing about.
The water was turned off and he was assisted to a small
cubical containing a toilet. After expelling all of the
water the man was escorted back to the frame begging them
not to do it again and trying to resist with no success.

After three trips to the fame the man was finally allowed to
take a quick shower and was then led to punishment bench and
secured hand and foot in a position with his legs spread
wide. The man administering the punishment was dressed in
leather shorts and vests and took the opportunity to quietly
talk to the man while he caressed his exposed ass gently
brushing lightly over his exposed hole. The man's cock was
sticking straight out as the first blow landed causing him
to scream and jerk at the restraints. Each strike was timed
to allow the man to compose himself betweens blows. With the
final blow, in spite of quietly sobbing, when the man was
released and turned around his still rigid cock was dripping
with excitement.


With weak knees the man was led to a bench similar to a
medical exam table with stirrups. Placed on his back with
his feet raised he was secured by heavy Velcro straps. The
man was sweating profusely but still maintaining his
erection


He was allowed to rest for a few minute during which time he
appeared to become more apprehensive with a serious look of
fear showing on his face. A door near his bench opened and a
large light skinned black man dressed only in white nylon
bikini briefs entered. He went directly to the man and began
to caress his face and neck slowly working his way down to
the mans nipples where he toyed with them for minutes before
grabbing and twisting first one then the other each time
eliciting an almost female scream. Strangely the man's cock
remained rock hard and dripping. The man next moved to his
victims groin area where he lightly caressed his cock and
balls before stepping between his legs to get serious.

As the black man dropped his white shorts the victim could
be heard making an audible gasping noise. Not overly large
but perhaps the most perfect cock I have seen was on
display. Perhaps eight inches and not too big around it was
perfectly smooth, cut and angled up toward his stomach. He
wasted no time in lubing and stretching the ass and with no
warning stepped forward and shoved the thing fully in the
man's ass with one swift push. The man jerked and screamed
asking him to wait and let him get used to it. The response
was a series of rapid hip movements pulling nearly all the
way out and shoving it all the way back. The man cried and
thrashed on the table for what seemed like minutes. After
calming down he could be seen to actually buck his ass into
the thrusts. It didn't take long and he was screaming at the
man to fuck him harder.


This part didn't last long and ended when the black man
reached up and grabbed the guys balls hard causing an
instant eruption of thick cum to spray straight into the air
coating the mans chest and stomach. The man was released and
led shaking to a private changing and shower area.

When the show was over Chi explained that the experience
could be mine for $500 and he would be happy to schedule an
appointment for next week. He explained that Thursday is one
of the busier nights and that if I wanted to experience the
sounds of the dungeon he would schedule a 730 time. I
agreed and was escorted back to my car.

On the drive home I realized my cock has been dripping for
over an hour and my shorts were soaked. Horny does not begin
to describe how I felt and picturing myself on that table
was not helping. On entering my apartment I left a trail of
clothes on the floor as I headed to the bathroom where after
pinching nipples hard a few times grabbed a very rigid cock
which took only a half dozen strokes to explode on and into
the toilet. I suddenly realized that next Thursday was a
long time to wait.

Thursday finally arrived and I had avoided orgasm for four
days which means I was loaded and ready. I took only one big
enema since I knew that no matter what I did I was going to
go through it again at the dungeon. I arrived early and was
escorted to the gallery because they were running a little
late. Wow, there were three guys undergoing various forms of
torment. The screams and sobs were hard to believe since I
understood that all of them were from people that had paid
money to be abused. The amazing thing was that I sat there
with a hard on filling my pants.


The program that I had selected was just finishing with a
very small girly looking guy and I arrived just in time to
hear him scream and shoot his load. After that I sat
nervously waiting for them to clean the equipment and ready
the area for me. I started to sweat and could hear my heart
beating in my ears. Even considering that I had already
provided payment, I considered running for the door. The
door opened and Chi stood waiting for me to follow him. We
entered the private locker and shower area where I was given
a locker to use and told to remove all clothing and place it
in the locker. The locker was locked and a key was attached
to my wrist on a pink ribbon. It was explained that the pink
ribbon identified me as a "first timer" and was designed to
make sure all employees of the dungeon were careful not to
exceed my picked program.

It was then explained that the program had some variations
and that I should not be surprised if some things happened
that were not described in the basic program. He went on to
explain that this was done to ensure some uncertainty in my
mind as to what would happen when I gave up control. I was
given a safe word and told that employees would ignore any
cries, screams or pleadings. However, if I said the safe
word, the program would stop immediately and I would be
taken to the locker room allowed to dress and would be
escorted to the parking area. My fee was earned and I would
not be allowed to ever return.

Chi then escorted me naked to the arena and turned me over
to a short but well built muscle type who took me to the wet
area for inspection. I was told to mount the frame for
inspection, which I knew I would fail. After a cursory
inspection I was admonished for failing to properly clean
myself out. I heard the dungeon master fumbling with the
nozzle and hose assembly behind me. He was nice enough to
lube my ass with a slippery substance before forcing the
oversized nozzle up my ass. While it was painful I didn't
complain but the water started to flow and continued until I
could feel my stomach expanding and the cramping began to
set in. It wasn't long and I was begging and crying for him
to stop. When I finally screamed like a girl he shut off the
water and removed the nozzle which he immediately replaced
with a butt plug. I was assisted from the rack and taken to
an enclosed toilet area and told to hold it as long as I
could and then remove the plug and purge the contents. This
done I was instructed to return to the rack for the next
"treatment".

Two more "treatments" and when I was cleaned out I was given
the opportunity to take a quick cold shower and dry off. I
felt empty, drained and cold and realized that this was only
the beginning. After drying off I stood and waited until the
master returned and guided me by the arm back to the rack. I
begged and pleaded but he told me to get back on the rack.
He then explained that he was going to apply some salve to
my ass to make the burning go away and relax my ass a
little. I felt his gloved finger apply a cold gel to my ass
which immediately felt better. I found myself thanking him
for the kindness, which only made him laugh and say you are
not done yet boy it only gets worse.

At those words I don't know if panic is the right thought
but if not I was very close to it. I was then told to get
off the rack and stand by the door and wait for an escort to
the punishment horse. As cold as I was I began to sweat and
shake with fear. It was only then that I realized that my
cock was hard and sticking out with regular drops hitting
the floor. At this point my feelings are so mixed that I had
trouble sorting out fear from pleasure.

Chi soon arrived to escort me to the punishment horse
explaining that since I was new to this he always assumed
responsibility for this phase of the program. Feeling some
relief I actually relaxed a little as he led me to the horse
and began to strap my hands and ankles to the prepared
anchor points. With legs spread and ass exposed I was again
feeling the apprehension and fear but still maintained a
steel hard erection. After I was secured Chi walked around
to the front of the horse and I realized that the placement
of my head was right at crotch level for him. He laughed and
said that the flexibility in program allowed him a blow job
periodically. With that, he dropped his leather shorts
exposing an uncut six inch cock almost typical of the Asian
porn cocks that I had seen. He asked if I had ever sucked a
cock and I explained no. He said get used to it because I
think you are finding a new course for you life. With that
he moved toward my face and told me to open my mouth.
Shaking my head I screamed "NO" and tried to remember the
safe word I was given. From behind me I sensed a presents
and suddenly felt a very hard blow to my ass, followed
immediately by another and another. I found myself screaming
OK, OK, OK and he stopped. When Chi stepped up to my face
this time I'm crying like a baby but quickly opened my mouth
and allowed his cock to enter. Not knowing what to expect I
found the taste to be somewhat benign and quickly got used
to his cock hitting the back of my throat as he fucked my
face. He suddenly stiffened and stopped and I felt the
explosion of cum filling my mouth. This was immediately
followed by his instruction to swallow. With tears running
down my face I continued to suck and swallow until he
finished.


He pulled up his pants and said that for a first timer I did
OK but that my initial refusal had earned me additional
stokes of the paddle. With that he walked behind me and I
immediately felt the paddle five times in succession. While
I cried out I managed to survive these strokes. He stopped
and rubbed his hands over my ass and between my legs
stroking my still hard cock saying that I was adjusting to
this all very well. His had slid up my ass over my hole
making me moan deep in my throat and shiver at his touch. I
was then treated to ten more strokes without break resulting
in my screaming and crying like a baby pleading for him to
stop, which of course he did not.

When he finished he walked to the other side of the horse
and stroked my face softly and said that I was doing very
well. Tears still flowed from my eyes but my cock remained
rock hard. Releasing my hands and feet I was assisted in
standing and immediately led to the table with the stirrups.

When I was secured to the table with my feet placed in the
stirrups and secured I am in absolutely terror struck
knowing what will happen next. Looking between my legs, I
realize that my cock is still rock hard and dripping and I
can see the black door open and the large black man enter
that I had seen before. For some reason, I'm bucking at the
straps and struggling to get away.

His response to this was a slight smile as he walked up
between my legs and ran his hand softly down the back of my
leg toward my ass. My struggle to escape only made him laugh
more and my fear increased when the smile left his face and
he roughly grabbed my rigid cock and squeezed making me gasp
saying very softly "boy you are about to get fucked".

As with my previously witnessed act he began to lube my ass
and stretch my hole to make room for his cock. I will admit
that at this point my nuts are boiling and I need to cum so
bad that I'm incoherent and babbling. His fingers felt so
good going in and out of my ass. I later realized that he
was careful to avoid my prostate, knowing full well that if
he touched me at this point I would explode.

I suddenly felt nothing as he stepped back. Then he returned
and I felt a searing pain in my ass as he thrust his cock
fully into my hole. After a few thrusts the burning pain
subsided and I was enjoying his pounding in and out of my
ass. There were only a couple minutes of total pleasure when
he suddenly grabbed my balls and twisted. I screamed in pain
and exploded with an orgasm that was equal amounts of pain
and pleasure. The end result was the biggest and certainly
the most productive orgasm of my life. He immediately
withdrew his cock and began to release the various straps
holding me down.

When I was released he left the area and was replaced by Chi
who gently helped me from the table and back to the private
shower area. He allowed me to sit down and relax for a few
minutes and then helped me to the shower. After a brief very
hot shower I emerged to find Chi holding a very large fluffy
white towel. He proceeded to dry me and talk softly about
how well I had done for my first time. He offered a bed to
rest for a few minutes which I refused. I quickly dressed
and was provided an escort to the parking area.


In the car I suddenly realized that I was exhausted and
relieved and felt empty of feelings that I had for years.
Will I do this again? I don't know but it was one hell of an
experience. I am amazed that pain and pleasure can be so
similar and elicit the same physical response, the resulting
orgasm being second to none in my experience.

Readers:
This is a new direction for me and I'm interested in your
response/criticism. Feel free to shoot me an e-mail and I'll
try to respond.

wardsafe@aol.com

 
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Nifty - Gay - Authoritarian - Bondage And Pain