Every crawling step sent a shiver though Lukas. As was true with everything about Steven, this new butt plug was perfectly designed. Lukas felt the toy tease his prostate every time he took a crawling step, felt the beads in the tip of the plug move slightly, adding to the sensation. As they finally started their descent to the floor below Lukas also became aware that the plug was just enough. Not large enough to cause any pain in movement, just large enough to fill him, just enough stimulation on his prostate to make him aware but not drive him over the edge, just enough to frustrate him further. This toy would be his daily downfall.
As Steven opened the door to their destination Lukas became aware of something completely different. His punishment was coming and while he had chosen his punishment and had been whipped and stretched before, he felt nervous. Steven’s mixed attitude all day gave him pause. He had taken what he was about to experience before but Lukas knew Steven would not go lightly today. Lukas hadn’t gotten a gift for Steven and realized that Steven was about to extract his gift from Lukas’ body. Lukas would gladly give that gift to Steven even if it meant the most pain he’d experienced thus far.
As Steven turned on the lights and Lukas crawled to the center of the area that was open, he noticed that the room had been reset. The whips and other devices neatly hung on the wall. The tables that had been visible the first time he saw they were still there, but all the curtains had been drawn closed again. Lukas’ mind wondered if what was behind the curtains had changed as well. What new and dangerous devices might have been added behind those closed curtains? Once he had taken in the reset room, or was it a floor, Lukas also noticed the heat. Much warmer than it was upstairs, which was comfortable while he was naked all the time, down here he figured had to be ten degrees warmer, his body already started producing sweat. This would be just another layer added on top of everything else that coated his body.
“Three.” The command came and Lukas obeyed facing towards the wall of floggers, whips, bars, restraints and other things he couldn’t decipher. Steven made his way over to that wall.
“Hhmmmm, flogger? Suede or leather, with or without added ends? Whip, single or split tail? Chain flogger…..” Lukas’ stomach dropped at the mention of that. “No I don’t think we are there yet. So many choices, each delicious in their own right…..whatever shall we choose.”
“What ever you desire master.” Steven turned and if Lukas’ stomach had dropped at the mention of the chain flogger, it dropped out of his body when he saw Steven’s face. Lukas didn’t know how to take it, it looked of pure evil and disgust.
“I did not ask for your input or feedback Lukas. This was me choosing what to use not a debate or a list of options for you to choose from. You have earned yourself extra punishment.”
Lukas didn’t respond, simply lowered his head and swallowed hard. He should have realized he wasn’t to be talking at this point unless he was being spoken to directly. He had fucked up and if the look on Steven’s face was any indication this was not about to be an easy punishment. Not that any punishment would be easy but now he had fucked himself over with his comment.
Lukas heard as Steven started pulling things from the wall, what he chose Lukas didn’t know. He remained still, head bowed not moving a muscle. After a few moments and what sounded like every device being removed from the wall Lukas heard.
“Stand and turn around, hands at your sides.” Lukas obeyed keeping his head lowered not looking at anything but the floor as he executed his command.
“This should be snug but not pinch your skin or cut off your circulation. You will let me know if either are an issue for you.”
Lukas didn’t respond, no question there. His mind was flipping over. A moment ago it looked like Steven wanted to punch Lukas and kick him to the curb but now he was worried about Lukas’ comfort. How did the two sides exist within fractions of time? What made one side come out versus the other?
Lukas was trying to parse these questions and find an answer when movement pulled him out of his thoughts. He watched as a flat metal bar came into his vision, he saw that it had four bends in it and didn’t understand what it was. That was until Steven placed it on his body and he saw that the four bends lined up with his wrists and thighs. Steven swung what was clearly the back portion into place and then locked it closed. The bar was snug on Lukas’ thighs with his hands locked in place at his sides in the outer portion of the bar, meaning his arms couldn’t move. Steven moved behind him and grab something else. It wasn’t until Lukas saw another bar of similar design that he knew it was to lock his feet in place at his ankles. Finally Lukas felt a chain be attached to his collar, there would be no falling over. He became aware that his dick was growing, being restrained by Steven seemed to always do that to him. No, he realized anytime Steven did anything to him he seemed to get hard, but he didn’t worry about his dick, it was of no concern now. The only concern was not to think, and take his punishment.
Steven moved behind Lukas and picked something up off the table.
“You have shared with me you have had mental transgression Lukas and we are here to try and remedy that situation. What is your first mental transgression Lukas?”
“I worry about my dick master. It is always hard and I think about release often when around you sir.” Lukas didn’t hesitate in his answer it was something he thought about often even though he knew his satisfaction, desires and needs were not important above Steven’s.
Lukas heard a small whistle in the air a second before his back exploded in fiery pain. A sharp intake of breath at the initial sting came from him. His instinct told him to move, try and avoid the pain, but of course he was immobilized from being locked up and besides he deserved the pain for his wayward thoughts. He didn’t have time to react or think as two more successive strikes landed across his back. Mind flaring with white pain signals with each strike, slowly subsided and gave way to a stinging sensation, like his back was being attacked by angry wasps. Panting came to Lukas’ ears, realizing it was coming from him, he also realized he was clenching his teeth as well as his muscles. Slowly he relaxed into the pain and eased both from a clench. The panting continued.
“Is your dick important Lukas?”
“No master.” Pain erupted from his back. He could tell it was different, more spread out than concentrated like before. Still he knew Steven wasn’t holding back by the force with which the flogger made contact with his body.
“Is your satisfaction important Lukas?”
“No master.” Another wave of pain erupted.
“Are your desires important Lukas?”
“No master.” Yet another wave of pain. His mind was being flooded with pain signals. Each strike after each question brought its own pain flooding him, but they were landing on top of the initial three whippings causing them to flair white hot each time.
“Is your need for release important Lukas?”
“No master.” More pain mixed in with all the other pain signals. His back felt like it was a brush fire, with lighting strikes emanating from three areas.
“Do you touch yourself when not allowed to Lukas?”
“No, never master.” Lukas braced for another wave of pain to be added but none came.
“Do you ever try to achieve satisfaction without permission?”
“No master.”
“Have I ever told you your dick is disobeying an order whether soft, hard or any state in-between?”
“No master.” Lukas felt a wave of emotion overcoming him. Head dropping down, his eyes began to water. Steven was right, he had never said anything against his wayward dick that had a mind of its own. And while Lukas did mentally catalogue its state he never tried to betray Steven by doing anything about it.
Lukas felt soft rubbing come to his back. Steven had come over and started rubbing it gently. His touch almost magic in subduing the burning fire on Lukas’ back.
“Your dick has its own mind. Let it be who it wants to be, hard, soft, anything in-between. Do not focus on it, let it be, only touch yourself when allowed, only cum if given permission, this is all I have ever asked Lukas. These thoughts lingering on your dick are not important. Turn your thoughts away from it, focus on what is important in your life now Lukas, me.”
These words sent realization thundering through Lukas. He wasn’t disobeying by cataloguing the state of his dick, he was disobeying when he let his thoughts linger. Steven didn’t tell him to never think of his dick, he was only asking to take those thoughts and direct them where they belonged, on Steven. A sob escaped him, overwhelmed with what had just transpired. He felt a single finger come underneath his chin and lift his head up, bringing his eyes in contact with Steven’s.
“You understand now Lukas?”
“Yes master.” Lukas replied as a single tear escaped his right eye. Steven stepped back, a look of satisfaction on his face.
“What is the next transgression Lukas?”
“I think of being fucked by you all the time master. I feel empty without something inside of me. I desire your dick all the time master.” As the words left his mouth Lukas watched Steven’s face transition from a look of satisfaction to what Lukas could only interpret as anger. Steven walked away without a word, Lukas heard him pick something up.
“I will fuck you when I want to fuck you.” A whistle went through the air. Lukas screamed out as the whip cracked against his skin. The pain was double what is had been with the first set of whippings. Lukas had no idea what Steven was using but if he had to guess it was a double tipped whip with leather pads at the end. It hurt, overwhelming Lukas, causing a cry to come out of him. He felt his knees start to give out which lead to him sinking just a bit before the chain attached to his collar pulled tight causing him to choke a bit. He pushed up and locked his knees to stop from choking.
“I will fuck you where I want to fuck you.” Pain burst along a line on Lukas’ back as the whip landed against his sweaty skin. Another cry came unbidden from his mouth, tears forming from the pain he felt blazing on his back.
“I will fuck you however and with whatever I want to fuck you with, be it my dick, a dildo or a fucking pool cue.” Steven almost seemed to scream the words before Lukas heard the whip land on his backside. It was only a moment before the pain exploded in his mind. It felt like he was being sliced open at this point the pain overwhelming him. His body was slick with sweat, tears formed in his eyes, muscles and teeth clenched. His knees and legs quivered with effort holding him up but he knew if they gave out he would only choke. He wanted to run, curl into a ball, anything to avoid the pain being delivered to him.
“Being fucked is a reward that you must earn. It is not something to be desired, it is something to work for!!” Lukas didn’t hear anything, mind already overloaded, he simply registered a pain that was unlike anything he had experienced before. Lightning striking a very narrow area of his body, lava being dripped on a particular area of his body, phosphorus being ignited in a strip of his back, however he wanted to describe it wouldn’t do it justice for how painful it felt in his mind.
Tears rolled freely from his eyes. Sweat coated his body, drops falling from his hair as his head lolled. Body clenched, panting, mind overwhelmed with pain, he wanted to collapse, his restraints made that impossible. Slowly, over how long Lukas didn’t know, the pain slowly subsided becoming four pulsing pains on his back. The first three whippings being a dull background noise at this point in his mind, the flogging all but forgotten.
Lukas slowly started to come back to himself. The pain subsiding to a level that allowed him to be at least present even if the pain still throbbed on his back.
“Being fucked is what Lukas?”
“A reward master.” Fiery pain lit in his mind. Not as concentrated which meant he was being flogged again. Still the sting hurt and it landed on the previous whippings making them flare with pain again.
“When will I fuck you Lukas?”
“Whenever you want master.” More fire ripped across his back as the flogger landed once again.
“Is being fucked important to you Lukas?”
“No master. It is earned. It is when you need. It is however you need it sir.” Lukas braced for the pain, it didn’t come this time. How long Lukas didn’t know but he slowly started coming back into himself. How he had answered the questions Steven had asked he was unsure of. His back was ablaze with fire, from his shoulders down to his ass.
He had known his thoughts on being fucked were not appropriate but he hadn’t understood how inappropriate they were until now as he was coming out of the fog of pain.
“Your ass belongs to who Lukas?”
“You master.” Lukas hadn’t even realized that Steven had come around to stand in front of him.
“If your ass belongs to me, is mine to do with as I please and being fucked is a reward then why are you thinking of it, desiring it?”
Lukas wasn’t sure what the answer was. His mind raced. Steven had never made him go long when they were together without being fucked in some way. A plug most of the time, toys others and when it was time his master’s dick had made good use of him. Was it important to him to be fucked? Sure he was a man who had desires, but Steven fulfilled those desires beyond anything he had ever imagined and did it when it was the right time. Just like before Lukas’ mind cleared all the fog around the issue. Being fucked was great, but he had to earn it. Being fucked showed he was making progress, therefore it was a reward. Being fucked satisfied his master when he needed it. Being fucked wasn’t about his needs or desires it was about becoming better, fulfilling his masters desires, fulfilling both of them. Being horny was going to happen sure, lingering on it was not productive so why linger on it.
“There is no reason master. It was a transgression that I have happily been punished for master.” Lukas replied as he lifted his head to look Steven in the eye.
“You will most likely struggle with this one the most Lukas. Your dick you can ignore easily enough. Your needs to be satisfied are something else entirely different and will take time. However, I expect you to let me know when these thoughts come so that we can continue to unburden your mind of them. Is that clear Lukas?”
“Yes master.” Lukas watched as that look of satisfaction came to Steven’s face once again. He also realized that Steven understood him. He knew that Lukas would have struggles but he was there to help guide him through it. The pain still pulsed on his back and he knew he wouldn’t forget this lesson soon. But, he knew he would slide at some point and probably be back here receiving his well deserved education to get past it.
“And the next transgression Lukas?”
“I question myself sir. I question whether or not I am worthy of your attention and guidance master.” Lukas watched as disappointment came to Steven’s face before he stepped away. Steven reappeared in Lukas’ periphery holding what was clearly a whip in his hand.
Lukas watched as Steven raised his hand, heard the whistle, knew what was coming but still cried out as the whip slashed a wave of pain across his chest. One cry lead to another as more lashes landed across his stomach and chest. Stinging pain flaring like beacons in the night. His back throbbing, added to his mind swimming in pain once again. Lukas had lost focus and never saw Steven step away and come back with the flogger. Lukas tried his best to center his mind, push past his pain by keeping track of how many times the flogger landed on his chest, abs and stomach. The pulsing pain from the whips and the growing brush fire on his front side added into the smoldering embers on his back made him loose count after only six.
Moments later Lukas was aware that he was crying in pain, that his body was tensed again, the fire burning over his front and back. Steven had stopped when? How long ago? After how many floggings? Lukas didn’t have an answer for any of it.
“Lukas, I tire of this questioning you have of my judgement. I have told you time and time again that I do not choose slaves lightly. I have told you over and over that you have been by far my best slave. I have told you many times that I find you attractive and worthy of my attention. Stop doubting my judgement and questioning yourself. Accept that you can be the best for me and for yourself if you focus and grow. Do you understand Lukas?”
“Yes master.” Lukas wanted to cry, overwhelmed with emotion. Steven as always was correct. Lukas was the only one that was questioning his worthiness. If Lukas was honest with himself and reflected on where he had been before he met Steven and where he was now one would not recognize the other. Before he had been just trying to get by. Just trying to make ends meet. Just trying to satisfy his own needs. He hadn’t really thought of others. Sure his clients he had thought of and made sure they were happy, but honestly he had been doing all of it for himself. Either to make money or to get laid. Sure he made sure his roommates were doing well and helped them when needed, but if they weren’t happy or making it through it reflected on the apartment as a whole, which effected him. Now here he was, serving a man that in every way was making Lukas a better version of himself. He hadn’t been focused in school, Steven had changed that. He hadn’t put needs of others above himself, Steven had changed that. He had only thought of his needs and desires above others, Steven had changed that. Steven was making him complete, fuller, better and would continue to do that as long as Lukas put the effort in.
A cry escaped Lukas as he was lost in his own thoughts. Stinging pain flared on his back. A brush fire burned, lighting struck where he had been whipped. He felt droplets running down his back igniting fiery pain as they went. Involuntarily he shook his body trying to escape the fire. Steven came around in front of him. Confusion spread across his mind as the fire still burned on his back. Steven held a spray bottle in his hand. How could water cause this much pain? Lukas’ answer came shortly after as he watched Steven spray his chest with the first mist from the bottle. At first it ignited the fire on his chest matching his back and then Lukas caught the smell. Alcohol, Steven was spraying his body with rubbing alcohol causing all the whippings and floggings to reignite. Each mist brought fresh pain, each droplet running down his body brought a trail of lighting in its wake.
His body stinging in pain, Lukas raised his head, panted a few times through clenched teeth, looked his master in the eyes as he stood in front of Lukas with his arms crossed.
“Thank you master.” Steven grinned, a glint in his eye. Lukas was being honest in that simple thank you. The pain he had experienced had taken his mind to new places. The lingering stinging pain was reminding him of his place. He had deserved this pain and he was accepting it as he should.
Steven disappeared a few seconds before reappearing in front of Lukas. Lukas felt as Steven grabbed his dick and started stroking it. Lukas became aware of a few things in that moment. First, Steven had clearly put lube in his hand because it glided over his dick pleasantly. Two, he was half hard. He was clearly reminded how much joy he took in pain, in his learning. He ignored all of it, it wasn’t important and sank into the pleasure of Steven stroking his dick.
Steven stroked in alternating rhythms as Lukas’ dick got harder. Then he began teasing the head, playing lightly with his foreskin. The stinging was still present all over Lukas’ body and he took that sensation and mixed it with the pleasure he was feeling on his dick. He enjoyed every second of it. The pain mixed with the pleasure was becoming a drug to him, he didn’t think he could ever get enough of the mix. It was all too soon that Lukas felt the pleasure grow from the pit of his stomach down into his balls.
“I’m going to cum master.”
“No.” Lukas was used to Steven stopping when he said those words. This time however, Steven kept stroking. Lukas had been given an order to obey so he at first clenched his pelvic muscles to push back the orgasm he felt building. Then he pushed the pain from his mind, then he tried pushing the pleasure from his mind. With each new technique the orgasm was pushed back but it was always just a moment away. Lukas worked every angle he could think of in his mind to keep from cumming even as Steven continued stroking.
“Stop looking for satisfaction and release and start looking at pleasing me.”
Those words made something snap together in Lukas’ mind. This wasn’t about him, it was never about him, none of what had happened since he had met Steven was about him. It was about his master, it was about pleasing this man in any way he could. With those simple words Lukas seemed to see something clearer in his mind. It has always been there ever since Steven had asked him on that first night if he could tie Lukas up and had been building ever since. Lukas still couldn’t quite make out what it was, but it became less blurry in his mind. He knew that eventually it would be clear but for now he had to keep serving and obeying in order to find it.
Lukas opened his eyes, found Steven’s and looked into them with a new understanding. Steven’s eyes while they didn’t physically change came alive with a fire in them. A small smile came to his face. Lukas understood. Steven wanted his dick hard. Steven wanted to stroke his dick. Steven wanted to give him pleasure. Steven wanted him on the edge without an orgasm until Lukas could no longer hold it back. Lukas would give that to him gladly.
There in that dungeon Lukas covered in dried cum and saliva, fresh sweat and stinging from his punishment he gave himself over to Steven’s pleasure. Holding his masters eyes he gave all he had to giving Steven his pleasure and realized he would never back away from being sure Steven was pleased. Any pain or punishment, any denial or reward, anything this man wanted that brought him pleasure Lukas would give.
“I can’t hold any longer master.” How long he had held he had no idea. He had swam in Steven’s eyes for what felt like years. Steven gave one last long stroke up his dick, from the base up the shaft until lightly pulling his fingers over Lukas’ head. Lukas let a shudder pass through him, sure he had just had an orgasm from the way it felt.
“Huh.” Lukas watched as Steven pulled his hand up and held it in front of Lukas to see.
“Not a drop Lukas. This is the growth we have been working on.”
Lukas didn’t respond, it wasn’t his place, there was no question. He was sure he had had an orgasm the way that shudder had passed through him. It had made him feel complete and satisfied. The lack of fluid on Steven’s hand had indicated he hadn’t had one. He took quick stock of his body. Stinging pain was still lingering, he felt relaxed like he usually did after cumming but knew he hadn’t. Then he became aware of his dick, throbbing and feeling harder than he had ever imagined it could. His balls felt tight and full to bursting, pressure he realized had built up and never had a chance to escape. No worries in his mind, his master’s face showed a look of satisfaction and that was what mattered. His time would come and he would wait until then and be happy when it did.
Without a word spoken Lukas felt the first bar around his ankles and then the second bar holding his hands in place be released, finally the chain was unhooked from his collar. He stood perfectly still not moving as Steven put things away behind him. Once completed, he watched as Steven walked down the row of curtains going back farther than he had ever been. A wave of nervousness washed through Lukas as he realized he had been given a choice of two punishments and had only completed one. He watched as Steven pulled a curtain open further back than the last stretching exercise had taken place and Lukas wonder what new device he would face.
Steven turned after opening the curtain and motioned for Lukas to come to him. He dropped to his knees and started to crawl to his master. Once beside his master he got into position three, knees throbbing in pain from the concrete, dick still hard and ready, ass tingling from the toy that teased him the entire way.
What he saw in front of him confused him in every way. However, he was getting used to this as Steven’s imagination seemed to know no bounds in ways to punish him. What he saw looked like a cross on the ground. It was the only way he could describe it to himself. There were hooks at the top where he saw wires were connected to, hooks on the top cross section of the T. About halfway down the body of the T there was a protrusion sticking out and towards the bottom were two eye hooks that was all Lukas could see and had no understanding of what was going to happen. He also took in a solitary chair which he assumed was for Steven to sit and watch from and there was a small table that Lukas couldn’t see the top of.
“Place your arms stretched out in front of you.” Lukas did as commanded as Steven walked over to the table and grabbed something off of it before he made his way back over to Lukas. He placed something on the ground before taking Lukas’ left hand in his. Lukas watched as a large thick leather restraint was placed over first his left then his right wrist. This wasn’t the normal cuffs he was used to, well padded and came up to the middle of his palm. Once in place, Steven told him to stand and then he placed two more large strong leather cuffs on his ankles. He stood in place as Steven made his way back to the table and watched as he filled a lube injector up. He knew what was happening as Steven removed his amazing plug and placed the injector into his ass, pressed the plunger and then used his hand to lube the outside of Lukas’ ass. Steven told him to get into three which he did and then watched as Steven took the lube over to the cross and lubed something that was on the protrusion sticking out. Lukas’ nerves were firing on every cylinder. He had no idea what was about to happen but his body told him it wouldn’t be good and he should run from it. He damned his own body and mentally shut it down. There was no running from punishment, he had earned this with his inability to control himself, his failure at completely serving and obeying.
“Come lay on the cross please on your back. Hands at the top, feet to the side.” Steven said as he placed the lube bottle back on the table.
Lukas crawled to the T and as he made his way he saw there was a very large flared toy sticking up from the protrusion. When he saw the full size of it his stomach felt a wave of nausea pass through it, it was huge in his minds eye. What was going to happen to him now? He would have to wait a bit longer as Steven first connected his ankle cuffs to the hook eyes with the carabiner on the cuffs. Steven then brought his cuffed hands out and up to the top of the cross and connected them to chains, body fully extended in a Y formation on the cross. In that moment Lukas knew, understood…..crucifixion. Lukas was going to be crucified, while not with nails in his wrists and ankles he would still be experiencing it. Once Lukas was bound to the cross Steven stood up.
“I am guessing you figured this out by now Lukas. Welcome to your stretching punishment. This has a slight variation to it as you have already seen. You have options. You can hold yourself aloft with your body strength and believe me you will need all of your body strength to stay up. However, you have the option of sitting on the toy to relieve your body of the stress. This toy is not easy. You have never taken anything in our time together this large. You have seen that it flares out quite rapidly and it is twice the size of my dick but smaller than my fist. So do you hold your body up for as long as you can and then impale yourself with the toy when your strength gives out? Do you ease down onto it beforehand trying to stretch yourself open? Is it a combination of the two? Only you and time can make that decision because your body will eventually give out on you.”
Steven said this with almost glee in his voice and Lukas felt a knot of nausea settle in his stomach as he listened. He was screwed anyway he tried to look at it. But he had no time to linger as Steven continued.
“Most people can take about three hours in the position you are about to be in. But I believe you can last longer Lukas. How much longer time will tell.”
Lukas’ body was shivering. Not from cold, it was hot in the dungeon and he was still sweating lightly. It shivered from dread. He worked out all the time, knew that he was strong. While his body wasn’t that of a body builder it was toned as a swimmer. He wondered how long he could possibly hold up against the stretch and gravity. The toy presented its own problems. It was huge, Steven had just told him it was larger than anything he had taken before. He thought back to the plug he had taken the night before that had stretched him further than he had ever been and thought it had been the size of a fist almost but that clearly wasn’t true. The image of the toy mounted on that protrusion came to his mind and he realized that even if he some how managed to sink and stretch his ass enough to accommodate it, it wouldn’t be much relief. The toy no doubt would bring its own pain to him but it was mounted on a slim piece of wood that would provide very little comfort or relief in itself.
The thoughts washed out of his mind as he heard a winch start up. He listened for a moment before he felt the top of the cross start to lift off the ground. As it lifted farther and farther off the ground he used his body resting on the back of the cross to hold him. He watched as Steven came around with a control box in his hand and began pushing the bottom of the cross up under him. It wasn’t long before Lukas heard the winch stop and he felt Steven give a final push to the cross, bringing him fully up and vertical on the cross.
A whimper came from Lukas as he instantly felt doom wash over him. His arms stretched out already feeling the pull of his weight against gravity. He pushed with his legs to try and get a little relief and realized that he could push up with his legs. It was difficult and strained his leg muscles, there was only a carabiner to use for a bit of leverage.
Lukas heard a small beep come from the area where the table was and then he saw Steven walk to the chair, pull it in front of the cross and sat down in it. Lukas saw Steven get comfortable in the chair looking relaxed, his face showed the look of boredom. Lukas pulled with his arms and pushed with his legs trying to get some leverage. He hoped that he could lean back and use the cross as a resting place. He soon realized that both he and the cross were both vertical so there was no use in trying the method.
He decided that his ass had been well used over the last day and was relaxed so he would try easing down on the toy for relief. It took a bit of effort to get the toy aligned with his ass but he did and he slowly let his arm and leg muscles relax. He felt the toy entering and instantly felt the stretch start. Ever so slowly he kept lowering himself onto the toy, taking the stretch, feeling it slide further into himself. He breathed as normally as he could, slowly relaxed his arms and legs, kept his ass as relaxed as possible, feeling it expand more and more. Suddenly he felt one of his arms relax faster than he had anticipated and slipped down on the toy faster than he would have liked. A cry escaped him as he felt a burning erupted from his ass. He instantly pulled up with his arms and legs and felt the toy leave him.
“Almost half way down on that attempt.” Lukas realized that Steven had stood up to get a good view of the toy going into him. Then he screamed in his mind. That wasn’t even half way and it already felt like it had ripped his ass open. He felt his ass pulsing from the sudden stretch, there was no way he could get that toy fully in his ass. He decided to try and see if he could sit between the toy and the back of the cross. As he relaxed his body he realized that it was futile. There was not enough room for him to fit.
Resigned to the fact that he couldn’t get the toy in his ass, he decided to use his strength to endure this punishment. It didn’t take him long to work out a system for his body. He used his arms to lift himself up for a bit, before he relaxed and just let his body hang, the toy rubbing his balls and getting in the way. When he couldn’t take the stretch he felt going through his arms and chest he’d push up with his legs to give his upper body a rest. Once he felt the burn start in his legs he’d start the process over using the little strength left in his legs combined with his arms to pull himself back up.
He did this process over and over each time realizing that he lasted a little less each time he cycled through the positions. His body was starting to sweat more with the effort, realizing that he probably had a sheen over his entire body from the sweat breaking out. He decided that he would try the toy again. If he could get it in his ass it would take some of the stress away from his upper body, giving it time to recover. So once again he slowly lowered himself down onto it. Once again he felt it enter and immediately start stretching him wider and wider. Down and down he went, his arms started to burn with the slow decent. He had to go faster or he wouldn’t have strength to get up if he needed. He gritted his teeth and sank lower faster. The stretching was incredible, he knew he was going to make it, his determination set in. He sank, sharp breaths passing through clenched teeth, sweat building, his hair was starting to stick to his forehead. When he could take no more of the incredible stretch he pulled and pushed back up. Panting, ass throbbing he heard.
“Half way, congratulations Lukas.” Lukas felt sinking despair wash through him. Halfway? That was only halfway? There was no way it would fit in his ass. So he set about going though his cycle of positions. Giving his ass time to relax a bit more.
Lukas repeated this entire process for what felt like eternity. Arms holding him up, relaxed position stretching his upper body, legs burning to keep him up. All this before he would try to the toy again and again. Each time Steven would call out how far he had made it down the toy. How many times Lukas heard halfway down he couldn’t remember, but it seemed to be as far as he could make it.
How long Lukas had been up on the cross he didn’t have a clue. He felt his arms, shoulders and chest muscles loosing strength and burning from effort. His lungs burned, each breath coming with effort, become shorter over time. Every time he relaxed and just hung the stretch became unbearable. His legs almost started to quiver and shake with effort as soon as he used them for some release. Sweat freely ran down his body from the heat and effort, mixing with the dried cum and saliva that had covered his entire body from the night before.
Lukas almost felt elated when he finally heard Steven tell him he had made it almost three quarters of the way down the toy on his last effort. If he kept trying he could get the toy in his ass and finally give his muscles a small break. All he had to do was keep doing the process and he’d make it. However he had no illusions that he was losing this battle. His arms ached, legs barely wanted to hold him. His entire upper body felt stretched and his muscles burned with each effort he made. He also realized that the longer he stayed up the harder it was to breath. He understood that the effort and the stretching of his upper body was slowly draining him of energy, even the energy to breath. At first he had been ok, focusing from time to time on breathing as deeply as he could, blocking out the pain coming from his muscles. Over time it became harder and harder to focus on any one thing.
When he at last heard Steven tell him he was nearly down on the toy, he thought it would give him the strength to continue on. He pushed and pulled with what was his last effort. He could continue on no longer. His head had lost it’s own strength to hold itself up. Tears came to his eyes, he had failed. Failed to take the toy, failed to stay up longer than anyone else. Failed to please his master. He raised his head to tell his master that he could take no more.
What he saw when he lifted his head sent a fresh wave of motivation through him. There before him was his master sitting in his chair. Steven was completely naked, a sheen of sweat coated his body from the heat. He was staring at Lukas, lust and fire burning in his eyes. But the thing that pushed Lukas up and hanging with all the strength he had was seeing his master’s erect cock throbbing between his legs. A small grin came to Steven’s face as he realized that Lukas saw everything in front of him. Steven’s dick, either voluntarily or of it’s volition, gave a few spasms. Lukas’ own cock, long flaccid, gave a twitch and started to grow. Despite the pain, the burning in his muscles, his struggle to breath the sight still sent his dick off on its own journey.
Lukas, dick half hard, cried out as he held his masters’ eyes and the sight before him and sank onto the toy. The stretch was almost unbearable, it pushed him wider than he ever imagined he could go, filled him more than anything before. Relief flooded him as he felt his muscles for the first time since being on the cross get a small break. That relief was short lived as Lukas realized that his muscles were still stretched to the max, his breathing was still difficult and his ass screamed for release from the pressure.
Digging deep within himself, tapping a reservoir that he didn’t know existed Lukas pulled himself up and off the toy. Panting, strained, aching, sweating Lukas wanted to call out for it all to end. He was about to do just that as we watched Steven put a finger in his mouth, pull it out slick with saliva and began rubbing his nipple with it. Steven’s dick bounced a few times before his master grabbed it with his free hand and started slowly stroking it.
The sight made Lukas’ dick grow a bit more. He wanted to watch as his master’s cock spewed his pearls of cum over his tight muscular, sweaty body. So he cycled through his positions, never longer than a few minutes at most. However, Lukas quickly realized he had no strength left to do anything, on the last time he was holding himself up with his arms he felt them give out. There was no easing, no slow stretch, his arms gave out and he sank onto the toy. He cried out, panting in pain as the toy slammed into his ass. He looked out at his master, still slowly stroking his monster cock and playing with his nipples. He was panting, muscles out of strength, burning from the effort, toy planted in his ass. He hung there, watching his master, waiting for the moment Steven would blow his load all over. Lukas knew that in that moment he would be released from the cross and get to clean up the mess.
He waited and waited for the moment to come. Body stretched out, aching, mind screaming to find a way out, ass painfully filled, body dripping in sweat, exhausted beyond anything he had ever known. He didn’t know when it happened he had been so intent on watching his master, waiting for him to cum, but he realized his breathing was becoming erratic and his vision had started to narrow. He was losing this battle on the cross, he would soon pass out and either die from not being able to breath or have his arms rip out of their sockets from the way his body pulled against them.
Still he hung on, waiting for his reward. His breathing became shallower and shallower, his vision slowly closed into a pin prick. He held his master’s slowly moving hand up and down his cock in that pin prick, waiting for the cum. It was a reward he wouldn’t see as he finally passed out hanging on the cross.
