Lukas nearly sprinted up the stairs to the entrance as soon as Allen had opened his door. He rushed through the main door,
“Can I help you sir?” Lukas stopped, looked up expecting to see Jeffery, then remembered that Jeffery had gone back into slavery, betraying and abandoning Steven. The man he saw at the desk now, probably in his thirties, clean shaven, Lukas guessed brown eyes. He had a kind smile, a face that would blend into a crowd and be quickly forgotten.
“I am here to…” Lukas paused only for a split second, “return to my master.”
“Ah, Lukas, it is nice to meet you, I am Derek. Steven told me to expect you. You may go up.”
“Thank you Derek, it’s nice to meet you.” Lukas turned and hurried to the elevator. As soon as he was in, he started stripping. It felt good to get the clothes off. He folded them as quickly and neatly as he could and put them in his bag. He looked down and realized that he wasn’t properly trimmed and shaved figuring he would have time after class to do it. He had maintained it but he knew it wasn’t up to Steven’s standards. He knew he couldn’t go into Steven’s and run to his bathroom to fix it. He would have to take what was coming by his lack of anticipation. This wasn’t turning into a happy return to his master very quickly.
He had no time to linger on it as the elevator arrived. He dropped to his knees as the doors opened and he crawled out, placing his bag neatly in the entrance. Soft music was playing and a fire was going in the fire place. Lukas was flooded with memories of his first visit to Steven, who he didn’t currently see. He crawled to his place in the living room and sat in position waiting.
Minutes ticked by as Lukas waited. Finally he heard his master descending the stairs. He so wanted to turn his head and see his master, drink him in, savor his beauty. He knew better and remained in place.
Steven came around and sat in his chair. Lukas wanted to turn and look, somehow knew he shouldn’t yet. His heart thudded in his chest, waiting until he got a command.
“I see there is no cage on, but it seems you are not properly kept which means you are not properly ready to be seen.” He wasted no time, did not hesitate, knew what the command meant, simply crawled back to his bathroom. Trimmed, shaved and cleaned properly Lukas was about to head back to the living room when he saw his raging hard on in the mirror. Over the last several weeks he had all but forgotten he had a dick he had worked so hard to ignore all his urges and desires. He smiled at the simple thought, proud of how far he had come. He dropped to his knees and crawled back to his spot, hard dick standing at attention.
He raised his head and was stunned. His master sat before him in all his godly beauty. Beautiful jet black hair, sparkling hazel eyes, crimson lips curled in a slight smile, warm cinnamon skin. Lukas nearly melted with desire for him. He had missed the sight of his beauty, the calming he felt in his presence. His dick twitched as he drank in the beauty.
Steven stood and walked behind Lukas. He had no ideas what to expect and anticipated everything. He felt as Steven release his necklace before replacing it with his proper collar.
“How long have you been out of the cage Lukas?” Lukas’ heart palpated at hearing that strong deep voice talking to him again after so long away.
“I have not worn it at all master.”
“So long? And you have been able to control your own urges?”
“At first I thought I would be fine. After about a month my urges became much stronger and I thought of putting it on. But I was commanded to grow, commanded to master my urges so I locked all of them away in the box master I have not pleasured myself, nor had any accidents since we last saw each other master.”
“I see.” A small grin came to Steven’s face as he returned to his chair. “You are proving yourself to be quite remarkable Lukas. I gave you the cage, because I thought you would need assistance in controlling your urges. I am impressed by your ability of self control. You will move forward without the cage, you will continue to master your mind and body, and control your urges and desires.”
“Yes master.” Lukas felt pride wash through him. He was doing what Steven expected, he was mastering himself.
“Two bourbons neat Lukas.” Lukas crawled to the kitchen to get the drinks. He grimaced internally when he heard the command. He didn’t much care for bourbon, he drank it when he was commanded but had still not grown to like it. He returned with the drinks, Steven and himself taking a few sips.
“How are classes going Lukas?”
“Very well master. I am getting all A’s and I am well ahead of where I need to be master.”
“As I expect you to be Lukas.” They returned to that comfortable silence Lukas had missed. There was something about just being with Steven that calmed Lukas to his core. This silence was an oasis for him. Steven placed his empty glass on the table next to Lukas’ own empty glass. He leaned back into his chair and sighed.
“This visit brings no pleasure Lukas. Work has taken a toll and while I am sure you are glad to be back, I am not sure you will feel the same way in a bit. I need an outlet, and that outlet shall be you. It will not be easy, you may not get release and you will have to take my frustration.” There was no question and no command, Lukas did not respond. He felt his body shiver, his heart pounded in his chest a few times, his dick twitched. His mind raced, his dick twitched. The idea of not releasing the pressure was a let down, but the mere thought of pain excited him. If Steven was telling him it wouldn’t be easy and he was frustrated Lukas knew he would get all the pain he desired. If he didn’t get to release he would deal with it as he knew he was expected to, but if he got pain he would be satisfied with his time with Steven.
His mind came from the rush of thoughts as he watched Steven stand and start for the door to the dungeon. Lukas turned and crawled after his master, following him down the ramp and onto his mat, waiting. Lukas had instantly felt the heat in the room, it was much hotter than he had expected, knew he would be sweating before long.
Steven walked around the room a bit. Stopping every so often a different places. Looked over the wall of toys and torment, back to a table, over to the wall that Lukas had been pinned to the first time down here. Then back to the wall of torment.
“Where shall we start?” Lukas knew Steven was just talking to himself so he didn’t respond. “No, not yet.” Steven paced the room again, Lukas could feel the frustration coming from Steven. He had said he was frustrated with work and now it appeared he was growing frustrated with what to choose. Lukas swallowed a lump in his throat, this was not going to be easy.
“Wall Lukas.” Lukas crawled over to the wall that he had been pinned to before. Stood with is back against it. Steven reached out and snapped his collar in place. Grabbed the drill and placed the cuffs over his arms and legs. Lukas’ dick twitched as he tried adjusting his body a bit and felt the lack of movement he had. Steven dragged over a stool with a basket on top, Lukas knew it contained the clothespins. He hadn’t experienced this since his first time down here, his first real introduction to pain. He doubted it would hurt that much after he had learned to take much greater levels of pain.
Steven reached into the basket and pulled the first pin out. His hand ran over Lukas’ chest, sending sparks out through his skin at the mere touch. He pinched the skin along his right pec muscle and placed the pin in place. Lukas, sucked in a short intake of breath, the pinch was painful, more painful than he remembered or imagined. Slowly Steven added one pin after another, following the curve of Lukas’ pec, forming a U shape along it, stopping only when he hit the middle. Lukas had taken one short breath with each pin that was placed on his body. Each pinch more painful than before, each pin, pulling his skin tighter and tighter, keeping less skin available for the next pin. Lukas, felt the burn already starting along the line of pins, was dreading more being added.
That is exactly what Steven did, adjusting and adding pins to his left pec. Lukas felt the line of pain forming along the skin, small sparks firing pain signals to his mind. Each spark made Lukas want to squirm, each pinch had his body asking for adjustment to ease the pain, he held firm. The two U’s of pins finally met, and Steven added a line up the center of his chest, the U’s now forming a W. Lukas breathed through the sparks of pain, held firm as it was all applied. He heard a small whimper escape him as Steven placed three pins on each nipple, a sharp intake of breath as the pins were placed on his left pierced nipple. The pain signals would flare for a moment and Lukas would want to struggle, he focused, breathed and the signal dissipated.
Steven wasn’t done, it couldn’t be that easy. Lukas was confused as he watched Steven start placing clothespins in a V shape from his bellybutton up and out towards his sides. What confused Lukas wasn’t the pins, but what appeared to be a piece of string connecting them all. The new line of pins added their own pain signals and he was starting to wish he could move a bit to try and dampen some of the pain, but it was no use, he was held immobile. Still Steven continued, more pins were placed along his sides, these as well seemed to be attached with a sting. Lukas’ mind started to flood with pain, he could feel each pin sending its own individual signal and yet they all sent an overwhelming signal as one. He felt the first trickle of sweat build on his forehead, swam in the pain. He had missed this feeling and he would enjoy what he got, but a fire was building on his skin.
Lukas took a deep intake of breath as he felt the first of seven pins being placed along his balls. The pinch was intense and he had been floating in the pain that he hadn’t noticed Steven doing it. He cursed himself as soon as he had the breath in him. The quick expansion of his chest from the breath had made all the pins on his chest fire out at once with pain. He exhaled and started taking smaller shallow breaths to combat against the flare of pain. Steven satisfied with all the pins in place took a step back. Lukas looked up into his master’s eyes, knew he was in trouble when he saw the devil dancing in Steven’s look.
“More painful this time is it not Lukas?”
“Yes master.” Lukas panted the words out, struggling against the signals he was getting from all of his front side. Waves of pain radiated out in a line along each pin.
“You have improved your body greatly since the first time you took the pins. There is less give now, each pin provides its own pain to you now.” Steven stepped back and sat on a chair. When had that appeared Lukas wondered, then he saw a small table with a black box on top that he hadn’t seen before as well.
“How many points do you have left Lukas?”
“200 master.” Lukas didn’t hesitate, hadn’t thought of points in months, had thought they had all but been forgotten and abandoned as he had grown. He was thankful that he had always kept that number in his mind, easily ready to be said if ever asked. Steven grinned.
“Very good Lukas, one hundred and twenty clothespins, earns you one hundred and twenty points if you make it to the end of this session. Will you make it to the end Lukas?”
“Yes master.”
“30 minutes Lukas, you will watch and you will dread every tick of every second soon enough.” Steven reached over and turned on the black box, red numbers appeared, they began slowly counting up, one second at a time.
Lukas realized early and quickly that Steven wasn’t lying, not that he ever doubted his master. But he had thought it wouldn’t be bad for awhile. He had watched the clock slowly tick its way to the five minute mark. As it had reached that mark, Lukas felt his skin slowly start sending protesting signals to his mind. Pain radiated out, slowly at first, but was quickly building, he swore the W shape around his chest was sending pain all the way up to his neck. The V on his abs and the lines down his sides radiated out to his back. He was sure his balls no longer existed with the pain they were in. Lukas panted, shallow, as slow as he could, no deep breaths, deep breaths sent a wave of pain racking his body that he couldn’t take.
Eight minutes in, Lukas felt sweat building a few drops running from his head. Pain racing through his mind. He had swam in it as first, but it was turning into a raging storm that he could no longer swim in. He pushed, used his training, tried to take his mind away, tiny pricks of pain flared denying him the opportunity.
Twelve minutes in, Lukas felt his first pull of his arms. He hadn’t planned on trying to move, his body’s natural instinct to pull away from the pain had kicked in. His arms instantly met the resistance, a whimper escaped him. The movement had sent tiny waves of pain radiating out from all points, building to a shock wave blasting through his brain. He was feeling lightheaded from the shallow breathing. He lowered his head, didn’t want to look at the clock, it ticked too slowly. He saw the pins covering his body, the site seemed to intensify the pain now that he could see what was causing the signals firing in his mind. He closed his eyes, it helped slightly.
Lukas lifted his head finally, sure that eighteen minutes or close to that had passed by now. He saw the timer tick slowly past the twenty three minute mark and he lost it. There was no way he could endure one more minute let alone seven more. His body spasmed despite his control, he started pulling in every direction trying to get free. Nothing moved, the pain exploded across his front, his soft dick swayed with the movement, pain erupted in his groin. What started as whimpering slowly built to groans which in turn, slowly built into screams. His body, his mind begged for him to get away from the lines of fire burning on his skin. He had no escape as much as he pulled and struggled he couldn’t find the escape he was looking for. He lifted his head, ready to call for a stop, he needed the pins off his body.
He saw his master in front of him, his heart skipped a beat. Steven was leaning forward, watching, drinking in his struggle, listening to his screams. His eyes, devil still present, swam with satisfaction. Lukas stopped the words he was about to speak, denying their exit as he took in the look he saw coming from Steven. This was what his master wanted, what he needed in this moment and Lukas knew, despite the pain, the fog he felt in his mind, the sweat he felt on his body, knew he had to give this for his master, had to give him his struggle, had to give him his screams. He heard a beep.
Steven turned off the timer and came over to Lukas, pulling the stool with the basket closer. One by one the pins forming the W were removed. The spot where each pin was removed seemed to be cooler than the rest of him for a few seconds, then the pain would explode from the spot and he would whimper, groan, scream, suck in air through clenched teeth. Each pin offering its own signal, slowly building together into one intense overwhelming flare of pain on his body and in his mind.
A scream erupted from Lukas, pain flared all over his pecs. He pulled his arms, legs, head trying to escape to no avail. Eruption after eruption of pain flared on his chest. He opened his eyes to try and make sense of what was causing the pain. Steven was striking the W area and his nipples with a riding crop. Each strike made his skin flare with pain, white hot in his mind. He screamed and struggled with all he had, the pain was so intense. His head dropped he had no strength to hold it up and fight his way through the pain. How long he screamed and pulled he didn’t know but it slowly died down, breathing heavy Lukas opened his eyes. Saw red all over his pecs, saw that the V and his sides still had pins on them. He saw the string of the lines on his side were pulled out away from his body, he followed it.
It ended in his master’s hands, standing in front of him. He met his master’s eyes, saw the devil grinning at him. Watched in confusion as Steven raised his hands holding the string, took a step back with his left foot, watched as Steven quickly lowered his hands. Confusion continued as Lukas heard snapping sounds fill the air. A scream so intense Lukas was at first unaware of where it came from, before realizing it was coming from him. Finally the detonation of pain exploded in his mind as his sides flared. Feeling as if hot lava was now flowing down his sides, Lukas screamed, drowned in pain, panted, repeated. Ever so slowly the pain started to subside, the scream turned to groans, the panting steadied, tears ran from his eyes. He pulled fragments together and lifted his head. Satan stood before him once again, holding a string in each hand. Lukas followed that string back to his body, realized it was connected to the V of pins still on his abs and stomach. Understanding blossomed, as he snapped his head up.
“Nnnnnnn……..” The O never came from his mouth, drowned by a blood curdling scream as the most intense pain Lukas had ever experienced in his life exploded on his body. Tears ran freely from his eyes, he pulled with everything he had against the bonds holding him. He screamed for what seemed like hours, mind and body overwhelmed with pain so intense he felt as if his entire being had been splintered. He wanted to run, get away, hide, jump in a pool of cold water to ease the pain.
Eventually, after how long, only Steven knew, he felt the pain returning to a level where he could process thoughts. His skin throbbed with every heartbeat, fires burning in a V pattern on his abs and sides, fire ants picking their way across his chest, panting he lifted his head.
Steven stood right in front of him, reaching out and running his hands over his body. Gritting his teeth Lukas sucked in air as pain flared anywhere Steven touched that had, had a pin on it. A small devilish grin on his face.
“And so we begin Lukas.” Lukas swallowed hard at the sound of those words. They were just beginning. His master had warned him that it wouldn’t be easy and he had to take the frustration away from his master, it was his duty. He watched, didn’t move an inch as Steven unfastened everything freeing him from the wall, he put leather cuffs around his wrists. He walked forward and Lukas dropped and crawled after, the front of his body still burning from the pins and riding crop.
Steven stopped near the mat and told Lukas to stand, which he did obediently. Steven pulled his hands up, then reached up and pulled two wires from the ceiling, hooking them to the cuffs on Lukas’ wrists. He stepped away and Lukas heard as the winch started up and his hands were raised above his head. Shortly after, Lukas watched as Steven placed a leg spreader around his ankles. Steven disappeared once again and Lukas heard him bring something over behind him. Sparks of pleasure ran through him as he felt his master’s hands lubing up his ass. A moment later Lukas felt the tip of a dildo press against his hole. He relaxed as Steven slide the dildo in, pushing wider and deeper than Lukas had felt in awhile, his soft dick gave the first signs of life as the dildo slid past his prostate, still it went deeper, stretched him wider. Finally the dildo stopped, planted deep in him, stretching his hole wide. Lukas heard the winch start up a moment later, his arms stretched out and up further, forcing him up on his toes. It finally stopped when Lukas felt he was about to be raised off the ground, arms painfully stretched as far as they could go, legs spread, on his toes. Steven made a few adjustments to the dildo ensuring it was firmly planted in his ass.
Lukas expected to hear Steven grab a whip or flogger from the wall and was preparing for the pain to blossom when he heard the door open and close. He moved his head around as best he could, and unless Steven was fast or he had mistaken the noise he was alone in the dungeon. If Lukas could have stepped in front of himself and seen how he was positioned he knew he’d see his body stretched out forming an X, a dildo clearly on a stand or machine planted deep inside, his toes barely touching the floor providing the briefest form of support for his body.
For the first few minutes Lukas felt he would be fine. The feeling passed quickly as his arms stretched as they were began to ache, blood struggled to make it to his hands. His toes provided barely any support. He began to take stock of how he had been left, trying to determine if he could alleviate any of the aches already forming. He tried moving his feet, with great effort to see if he could reposition them to take more weight. The movement made the dildo shift in his ass. Pleasure and pain spread through him as the dildo shifted. Large and filling it had felt fine when he didn’t move, pressed into all the wrong places as he had shifted.
Lukas held still for as long as he could, taking the pain, giving it categories, processing it as analytically as he could to help his mind push past it. How long he was able to stay still Lukas didn’t know, twenty minutes or an hour all seemed to be the same as he felt his arms start shooting pain out wanting to drop to his side for relief. His toes ached as they tried to support him in any way they could. The dildo stayed planted thankfully, only sending pain when he moved. He realized that his head was starting to feel like it weighed more and more as the time went on. He threw it back and stared at the ceiling, tracing the wires holding his arms up, but there was not much more to look at. Eventually that got uncomfortable so he dropped it forward and saw the red sea that was his body with pink pricks where the pins had been. Saw his cock standing at attention. He almost lost it when he saw it. He was being flooded with pain signals and was trying to work through them that he hadn’t even been aware of his dick. Despite all the pain and discomfort, his dick was showing him what he liked.
Pain pulsed through him, radiating the entire length of his arms, his toes ached and added their own pain, his ass throbbed against the dildo with every heart beat, he didn’t have energy to hold his head up any longer. He was starting to sway, he was moaning with each movement of his body as the pain flooded through his mind. Each moan seemed to ease the pain a bit, not much, but it was a form of relief. At some point he had heard his stomach growl which was odd coming through all the pain he felt. He realized he hadn’t eaten since lunch, had no idea what time it was, how long he had been down here. It was flooded out as his body moved again and pain flared in his mind.
He didn’t hear Steven return, lost in a maze of pain signals, only became aware that he had returned when he felt the balls of his feet hit the floor and dildo slide deep into his ass again. Steven must have adjusted it to lower him, but hadn’t noticed. Lukas’ body and mind flooded with relief as his feet hit the floor, his arms screamed as some of the weight was released. He was sure Steven would lower them more, he would put all his weight on his feet and his arms would be relieved. Of course he should have known that wouldn’t happen. He had gotten some relief but the winch had stopped and he was left stretched, he put as much weight on his feet as he could, his mind screaming at him to relieve the pain in his arms. His head felt leaden, thoughts didn’t exist outside of pain. There was no processing of stimuli so he never heard the whistle of the air or the sound of leather on skin. What was processed was a burst of white hot pain in his mind coming from his back.
One white burst, became two, then three, then he lost count. His mind flooded with the new pain signals. His instincts took over, he needed to move and get away from these white hot flashes. He jerked and his mind exploded, there was pain from everywhere, arms screamed, ass screamed, feet ached, his back side felt like fire, he screamed as he felt another lash land along his ass. On and on it went, lash after lash landed along his entire back side, shoulders down to his ass, he had even felt one or two flashes of pain erupt from his thighs. One scream bled into another as each lash was landed, his eyes had given up long ago and tears from all the pain ran freely. Eventually he ran out of screams, had no more energy for them, sank in the abyss of his mind, allowing the abuse to flow, the pain to ebb and flow through him.
He would have collapsed if Steven hadn’t been in front of him to catch him as he lowered him down. His arms had no life in them, they ached from fingertip to shoulder joint. His legs felt like jello, his ass throbbed. He was only slightly aware as Steven guided him back. A scream came from him as his back landed on a table covered in rough felt and exploded along every line of the lashings he had taken. He wanted to pass out, tears drying on his face, sweat slicking his body, mind in fragments. One of those fragments came to the foreground, telling him his legs were being raised off the floor. Lukas latched onto it as best he could and yes his legs were being winched in the air. He focused on just that fragment, allowing the others to bob and flow in the sea of pain still racing through his mind. Steven had put cuffs on his ankles at some point and now his legs were up in the air, laid out on his back on a hard table. He pulled his hands and they met resistance, bound to the table at his side. His ass was exposed, Lukas had no idea if he could take anymore, wanted to cry out to his master to stop, allow him time to recover, then he could proceed. It was only a fleeting thought that had passed until his training took over. This was who he was, this was where he belonged, this was his duty, he had to take it all.
Lukas’ eyes snapped opened and he inhaled sharply through clenched teeth as he felt something very large pushing its way into his ass. He held the breath for a moment, training once again taking over and he breathed and relaxed. Whatever was pushing against his hole continued a slow pursuit into him. The stretching was incredible, his dick twitched. Lukas lifted his leaden head a few inches to try and see anything. He was rewarded with a view of his master between his legs, his thighs framing his face, fire dancing in his eyes. His dick twitched as he saw the view, bouncing once, seeming to make Steven wink as it bounced up. Lukas shuddered, dropped his head. He relaxed allowed his hole to continue to open to take whatever Steven was pushing in. His mind flooded, fragments pulled together, shattered again and tried pulling back together over and over. His chest and stomach prickled with light pain still lingering, his entire back a brush fire, rows of bonfires pulsing along the lashings. His arms had not strength, leaden, week, aching. His ass filled with pleasure as the stretch continued, blending with all the pain fragments. His body shuddered with this intoxicating mix of signals.
He moaned, felt his dick twitch, felt his ass fill as whatever Steven had been pushing into him, finally popped fully inside. Lukas sank in pleasure, pain, sweat, tears, exhaustion. His ass felt completely filled, not an inch to spare anywhere inside of him. He had thought he had no screams left in him, but heard as one after another bled into each other. Steven was striking him repetitively with what Lukas knew was a flogger. The pain was spread out, not landing in a single line so he knew it wasn’t a whip. All the old pain signals flared to life, his front full of pain pricks where the pins had been attached earlier. Sparks shot out from those spots, flooding his brain, screams died in his parched throat as he just sank, allowed the pain to just be a part of him. He took the flogging, allowed the pain to become a part of who he was, no energy left to fight against it.
In the back of his mind he became aware of a signal trying to break through the sea of pain. His entire front burned, red he was sure, pricks of pain sparkled up before fading away. He latched onto the signal to pull it forward, something new was happening to his hole. He pushed the pain as far away as he could to try and focus on what was happening. His eyes snapped open as the signal became clear in his mind. Steven’s hand was working on his asshole, he felt the stretch as what he guessed was at least four fingers worked their way in and out of his hole, stretching, thrusting, his dick twitched with the knowledge. Pleasure blended into his pain riddled mind, a moan escaped him.
He breathed deep, relaxed, allowed the pleasure of Steven’s hand working his hole to blend with the lingering pain emanating from his entire body. This was a pleasure he had been seeking, his master’s own body using his. He moaned, swam in the sensation as Steven’s hand continued their thrusts in and out of his hole, stretching him wider each time. Lukas’ moaned again, felt a shudder pass through him as Steven’s other hand, clearly lubed, started stroking his dick. Sensation he had long forgotten passed through him as his hole was worked and stretched and his dick was stroked all in a steady rhythm.
A sharp intake of breath as he felt pressure, slow and steady, press against his hole. His training kicked in again and his breath steadied. He had no strength left after all the abuse to even try and fight against the building pressure, the increasing stretch emanating from is asshole. Steven’s ever steady push continued, his slow steady strokes on his lubed dick continued. Lukas felt the building pressure the incredible stretch increasing, his body trying to get through his fogged mind to request that he resist the intrusion. He had nothing left in him to put towards the request, he simply sank in the feeling allowing it to continue. He grunted, moaned, relaxed as he felt his hole stretch further than it ever had before. A soft, exhaled “fuck” escaped his dried throat as he felt his hole reach a pinnacle, the stretch was incredible.
Two shattered fragments seemed to snap together in Lukas’ splintered mind. His eyes snapped open as those fragments came together. He lifted his weighty head, eyes quickly finding his master’s eyes. A fire still danced in them, but there was a hint of something else, pleasure, pride, satisfaction Lukas couldn’t tell. He saw his master’s hand still stroking his dick, a string of crystal clear pre-cum leading from the tip of his dick to his stomach. He returned to his master’s eyes and saw the acknowledgment in them. Lukas shuddered, moaned at the realization that his master’s other hand was now trying to push itself fully into his ass. His brain instantly pushed all the pain to the back as he became aware of what was happening. His ass had felt stretched before, but this was unbelievable there wasn’t a millimeter to spare for any more stretching. He felt totally expanded. Moans quickly started emanating from him as Steven moved his hand and fingers ever so slightly around his hole, his other hand continued its steady stroking of his dick. His prostate was pushed and brushed sending waves of pleasure crashing through him.
The pain seemed to have all but receded from his mind as waves of pleasure crashed through him. He felt his balls aching for release, felt an orgasm quickly building. His breath quickened as he prepared to release the built up pressure, felt his balls tighten. A groan escaped him, frustration boiled up as Steven dropped his dick. A moan replaced the groan as he felt Steven steadily start pulling his hand from his ass. A whimpering cry over took the moan as his hole slowly felt the pressure easing. Empty, left on the edge, exhausted, the pain started to flood back in. He was spent, had nothing left in him, just laid and waited for what was next.
He must have drifted somewhere, asleep, to another plane of existence he wasn’t sure. He only came back as he felt Steven grabbing his hands and pulling him up off the table. His restraints released, his legs had been lowered. He sat on the edge of the table, the extent of his fatigue washed threw him. Sweaty, spent, hungry and thirsty, Lukas hoped it was over. Of course he knew it wouldn’t be, he had seen that fire still burning in his master’s eyes, knew that they were not at the end.
Steven stepped over to a curtain and pulled it back. Lukas’ heart sank as he saw what was behind it. The modified dog cage was sitting waiting for him. He didn’t care, the soft blankets within it looked like the best bed he had ever seen. He lowered himself to the floor to crawl to the cage. As he hit the floor Lukas’ mind registered three things, there was a large plug in his ass, a cock ring around his dick and balls and clamps on his abused nipples. He didn’t care, just wanted to crawl into that cage and sleep for a day.
Lukas crawled into the cage, pushed his legs through the holes and raised his arms putting them through the holes above his head, ready for sleep to take him. He drifted away again and had missed something Steven had said.
“Place this on the chain.” Steven repeated. Lukas looked and saw a wire hanging down into the cage with a hook on the end. He grabbed it and hooked it to the chain of the nipple clamps. No thought given to what it meant, just wanting the lights to go out so he could sleep. He drifted as Steven made adjustment around the room and to the cage, before he closed the cage door. He made his way to the exit of the dungeon and turned out the lights before leaving. Lukas was asleep in moments. Held in the cage, sweat slicked, dried tears, hungry, thirsty, lingering pain all ignored. Nipples clamped, plug in his ass barely registering as he slept.
Unbearable pain ripped through his body, pulling him violently from his sleep. His entire lower side was clenched, a fire ripped through his dick and balls, his ass clenched tight. Lukas fought against the pain to breath, small shallow breaths was all he managed. His body thrashed against the pain, there was nowhere for it to go, locked and held in place. He saw the red light, new the box had been hooked up and he was being shocked. Thirty seconds, two minutes, Lukas didn’t know, just knew the pain was incredible and he was longing for a long breath. It finally ended and he panted in a few deep breaths. A moment later his eyes saw the light come on and his body was racked by another round of intense pain. Over and over the light would come on, shooting pain through him, lasting longer than Lukas wanted it to. Struggling for breath each time, panting when it finally ended. The breaks between rounds were short allowing little time for him to recover. When he thought he would die or pass out from the experience it had ended. Lukas laid, panting in the cage and heard a few clicks come from above his head. He clenched prepared for pain to rip through him, but none came. It took him a moment to realize that the chain of the nipple clamps had moved, becoming taught, pulling slightly on his nipples. He shook his head just another torment he was meant to endure.
Sleep washed over him faster than he thought it would. How long in lasted he didn’t know, only knew it wasn’t long enough before he was ripped from his sleep as the pain coursed through him again. Once again over and over it would be on, longer than he thought it should, before ending for a few quick breaths. Lukas panting at the end, close to passing out, feeling exhaustion wash out, hearing a single click this time, realizing the nipple clamp chain had moved again. Sleep over took him before long.
Over and over he would be ripped from sleep as the powerful current ripped though his ass, balls and dick. Over and over he would pant, fight for breath, pull against his restraints to try and get away. Over and over he would be panting by the end, begging for morning to come so he could be released. Over and over again he would hear the click, feel the chain pull up another notch against his nipples. Over and over again he would be swept away into sleep, unable to fight his exhaustion.
There came a point in this ever repeating process of anguish that Lukas realized the chain on the nipple clamps was pulling on his nipples painfully. He had nowhere to go, no way to ease the pull but one. He lifted his chest up slightly off the ground, felt minute relief in his nipples. He started to drift off to sleep, but was instantly pulled away from sleep as his body relaxed and the tug of his nipples brought him back. He realized he only had two options, try and sleep with the tug of his nipples or abandon sleep and try holding his body up to relieve the pain. Sleep won out as he drifted away.
He had to abandon sleep after the next two rounds had passed, the tug on his nipples had become to much to ignore. There he laid, electric plug in his ass coming awake randomly, lighting his lower body on fire. Nipples painfully being pulled up, using his entire core strength to lift his chest off the ground as far as he could to relieve the pain. Lukas began crying, he knew he couldn’t hold his body like this much longer. He was shaking all over from exertion, new he was about to collapse, knew the pain that was coming. Deciding to get it over before he had no control over the process he allowed his body to collapse. Pain erupted as he fell, fire burned in his nipples. As his back hit the floor, the clamp on his right nipple pulled free, feeling as if a wasp had just stung it. The clamp remained on his pierced left nipple held there by the bar of the piercing. He laid there with a bit of relief, cried until he drifted to sleep.
He was awoken a few more times throughout the night as the pain ripped through him. He had lost count after two. Each time he would fight the pain, before collapsing back down, feeling the pain in his left nipple as he drifted off to sleep once again.
Lukas was pulled from sleep once again, but the sensation that had awoken him was different. His eyes snapped open, he instantly closed them again against the lights. He felt as Steven pulled the plug from his ass. He slowly opened his eyes. He was so very tired, he hadn’t slept much and the sleep he had, had was broken. Not only was his sleep broken but his body felt broken as well, it ached all over as he took stock. Noticed that the clamp had been removed, he hadn’t even woken up when Steven had removed it, he had been so tired. Lukas shifted his body, aches and pains washed through him with the movement he realized his arms were free and pulled them down, feeling the relief wash through is shoulders. He just wanted to sleep more, wanted to allow his body time to heal. Knew he would get no such relief so he maneuvered his body and crawled out of the cage and to his mat.
His body screamed at him as soon as he saw the glass of water sitting before the mat. He picked it up and drank it down in a few gulps. He refilled it and drank some more. Thirst partially quenched his eyes saw a glass of orange juice and a dome. He removed the dome and saw what at first appeared to be oatmeal. He grabbed the bowl, stomach growling. As he put the spoon into the bowl to take a bite, he realized it wasn’t oatmeal, perhaps grits or cream of wheat he wasn’t sure. Whatever it was his stomach demanded it now. He took a bite, barely any texture to it, almost like a watery paste. He swallowed, there was no taste to it either. He didn’t care in the moment as hungry as he was. He ate it all, and despite the fact that it lacked much texture or taste he felt completely satiated by it. He drank the orange juice, tongue coming alive with the sweet tangy taste of it.
He drank another glass of water and was feeling slightly better. He lifted his head from the tray and needed no commands as to what was next. He simply crawled forward to the bathroom using the sink to clean himself a bit before relieving himself and brushing his teeth. He returned to his mat.
“Two, hands out, palms up.” Lukas pushed up into position. His body protesting any movement, exhaustion washing through his entire body.
A moment later he felt weights being placed in his hands. He knew what this was, Steven had commanded that he practice it. He had been getting better on his time, but he also hadn’t been throughly abused before doing this exercise. He held the weights, they didn’t seem to weigh too much, maybe a pound or three, still he already felt it in his tired arms. He watched as Steven started the timer, facing away from him so he couldn’t see how much time had passed. So an extra test from his master. He wanted to see what Lukas could do without knowing, challenge accepted.
A moment later, Lukas’ soft dick had blood flowing into it, getting hard. Steven squatted in front of him, a sight worthy of a hard dick by itself, but Steven had lubed his hand and started stroking him. A quiver of excitement passed through him as his dick hit its full potential and he sank into the feeling. A few minutes passed, disappointment swept him as Steven stopped stroking his raging hard on. It only lasted a minute as a much heavier weight was put in his palms and Steven started stroking him again. His mind split, part swimming in the pleasure of having his master stroking him, building him to a climax, the other part warning him of his weakening arms as the weight started to take its toll.
How many minutes had passed or was it only a few seconds? Lukas felt his arms shaking, he was gritting his teeth fighting to keep them aloft. His dick raged, balls pulled tight, he fought the orgasm denying himself. Finally he could take no more, he knew he either had to release the pressure in his balls or relieve the ache in his arms. His arms fell, the weights clanging to the floor. Steven stopped stroking, without a word or a look, turned and stopped the timer and looked at the time that Lukas could not see.
Steven walked behind Lukas, still in position two, he felt a plug, large not the largest thing that had been in his ass recently, push into his hole. Steven walked back the hall formed by the curtains. Lukas dropped and started to crawl, his arms quivered offering little support. Steven stopped and pulled a curtain back. Lukas looked into the room trying to make some sense of what he saw. A raised plank sat before him, with other planks sticking out from it. He saw the metal springs at one end. His heart thudded in his chest, more electricity, Lukas was dreading what was coming. He saw a chair and a small table that was it. He didn’t understand the planks, before he had been placed on a wooden table for this exercise. The main plank was longer than he was tall, but wasn’t wide at all, maybe four or six inches. He saw that maybe two or three feet from each end there were other planks sticking out on either side, four in total. The top planks seemed to have something wrapped around them at the top. Steven had stopped and stepped to the side so Lukas had no time to process it all. He crawled to the set up and climbed up.
It was difficult getting in position, the plank not being wide made balancing himself difficult. The hard wood and lack of width provided no comfort and little support. Still he managed to get in place, he lifted his legs through the springs at the one end, knowing that shortly they would be electrified. It only took a second for Lukas to realize that the two planks at an angle were for his arms, they lined up almost perfectly. He adjusted as best he could and prepared for what was to come.
Steven moved around the room, hooking his feet up to chains first. He knew from experience that they wouldn’t allow enough movement for him to pull his legs past the metal springs. He turned his head slightly and watched as Steven placed two round weights one in each hand. Lukas lifted his arms slightly, he guessed maybe five pounds, his arm quivered at the effort. Steven then did something Lukas didn’t understand, he watched as Steven took a thin metal wire and wrapped it around the weight and his hands. He realized once Steven was done, it was to hold he weights firmly in his hands. Steven then locked his wrist cuffs to the planks. Curious Lukas tested this new set up, moving and lifting his right hand. The weight didn’t move or slide and his hand only came up an inch or two off the plank. He had no idea what to expect but knew at some point he would hate what it was all for. Steven moved down his body and Lukas felt as things were adjusted and attached to the plug in his ass and Steven had done something around his balls, his dick twitched when it had happened. Finally Steven had placed two sticky pads over his tender nipples.
Steven moved and sat in the chair, lifted a black box onto his lap. Lukas breathed and balanced himself on the plank, discomfort already being felt. Having gone through this before, the set up not as complex, he raised his legs desperate to keep the current from coming through his body. He knew that he would be left like this until his legs finally gave out. Knew he probably wouldn’t last long he was so exhausted, he had little energy. Still he held some confidence, his legs hadn’t been as abused and used like his arms.
Minutes ticked by one after the other and slowly Lukas started to feel the strain, the burn of his leg muscles from having kept them aloft for so long. He knew a shock would come, but if he could control the timing he thought it would be better. A small shock to give his legs a rest and then he could continue on. Lukas breathed deep a few times, mentally prepared himself to accept the current that was coming. He allowed his legs to drop for a small respite.
He heard a blood curdling scream come from his throat as his legs made contact with the springs and instantly pulled his legs back up. The last time he had done this, the current had ripped through his legs and into his ass as the connection closed. This time it seemed to emanate through his entire body. Legs, ass, cock, balls and chest. Lukas realized that when Steven had been doing something around his balls he must have hooked up a circuit to the cock ring, the plug obviously also hooked up. He finally realized that the pads over his nipples was part of the circuit. On top of all that, the electricity had been much higher than last time. His body shuddered as he lifted his legs to cut off the flow. Panting he cursed his predicament. He would only be able to hold his legs for so long, this would lay waste to the rest of any energy he had left.
Pain flared on his abs, he opened his eyes. He watched as the flogger flew down and landed on his abs once again, a low squeal escaped as Steven landed three more blows. His legs quivered, fighting to stay up.
“You want this to end Lukas? Say the words.” The flogger landed with force.
“I will take what you give master.” Lukas grunted out. A small devil grin came to Steven’s face as the flogger landed once more with more force. His legs gave out, he screamed out at his body lit up with pain, every muscle contracting against the current. Seconds past and Lukas dug deep within himself to lift his legs. The current ended and he panted in breath after precious breath.
Time ticked by and Lukas had screamed three more times as his legs had given out. Each time the pain overwhelming him, each time he pushed his quivering legs up to make it stop. He had no more to give, his legs were spent. Every muscle in his thighs burned with effort. Lukas felt a tear run from his eye as he knew it was over. His legs fell, the current ripped through him, a scream came with his last breath as his muscles contracted. Seconds past with no relief from the current. Lukas using every ounce of strength left lifted his legs. Still the pain flowed through him. He had no idea why, his legs were off the springs. He needed to breath, need the pain to stop. His body jerked in effort, his hands raised off the plank and the pain ended. He collapsed back down, panting. His hands landed on the planks and the pain ripped through him. Somewhere through the fog of his pain his mind told him that his hands were making the connection, the metal wire Steven had wrapped around his hands and the weights was the connection. He instantly lifted his hands the few inches and the pain stopped. He gritted his teeth as his legs gave out, ready for the current to come again. His leg touched the metal spring and no current came. He let his legs fall further, quivering from the effort they had put in.
Lukas’ arms raised a few inches were already shaking. They were so spent, he knew he didn’t have long. They fell, the pain ripped through his body, down his arms, to his chest, through his abs, balls, cock, ass everything contracting. He lifted his hands with everything he had to break the circuit. Panting, sweaty he cried out as Steven once again struck him over and over with the flogger. The electric pain ebbing as his stomach and abs flared with a fire, he only had a brief awareness that he was crying again. He had no more to give, he opened his watery eyes to call for a stop. Through the bleariness he saw his master, shirtless, flogger in hand. The sight sent a wave of strength through Lukas. The beauty of his master over him, using him, surged into his muscles and provided him the strength he needed to continue.
The strength was short lived, Steven landed three more blows to his body. His arms gave out, the current ripped through him. He exhaled the air that was in his lungs in a scream. His muscles locked by the current kept him from being able to inhale. Steven landed more blows on his stomach. Black pin pricks swam in his blurry vision, body screamed for air. He had nothing left, he let go, let the darkness take him.
Lukas slowly started to come back to himself. He hurt all over, skin tingled, muscles ached. Before he opened his eyes he tried to take stock of himself. He realized that he was no longer on the plank, the ache of it pressing into his back fading. He was aware that he was sitting, on something hard, leaned against something just as hard. He slowly opened his eyes, head drooped on his chest he saw the redness of it, the electric pads still stuck over his nipples. Cock ring still on, cuffs still on his ankles and wrists. He was sitting on the concrete floor, leaning against the wall. He must have passed out and Steven must have moved him to this position. How long had he been out? Not a clue and no clues were present to tell him.
Slowly he lifted his head, heard a chain rattle. He lifted his hands and followed his collar to the back of his neck, there he felt that it had been attached to a chain that was more than likely attached to the wall. He continued lifting his head afraid of what he would see waiting for him. What his eyes landed on shot his heart beat up. Sitting in a chair in front of him was a very naked Steven. Hairy muscular legs. Large soft cock. The beautiful flare of hair on his tight abs. Pecs, shoulders, crimson lips. He found those hazel eyes staring at him, fire dimmed but still there.
“Masturbate.” Lukas did just that, his dick already in the pursuit of full mast just from that one simple word, that one simple command. Lukas stroked his cock, realized that it was slick, covered in lube. He ran his hand up and down the shaft, felt it grow in his hand, full erection achieved in a few short strokes. He never broke eye contact with Steven, swam in his beauty, savored each sparkle of his eyes, etched every curve to memory. It didn’t take long before Lukas felt his balls start retracting, his pelvic muscles tighten. He had been given the command of masturbate, not cum, not masturbate and cum. He eased up on his grip, slowed his stroking, pushed the thought of release away. His challenge became much more difficult as he watched his master in front of him, watching him masturbate, his master’s dick slowly engorging, growing into a powerful erection. Lukas moaned as he watched that majestic dick grow fully hard and bounce a few times. Body screamed from the aches yes, but also from the sight, the need to have release. He pushed through, controlled his mind and his body. When it was time his master would let him know.
A deep moan left Lukas uncontrolled as he watched Steven grab a lube bottle off the table beside him, lube up his dick and started stroking. Steven never let his gaze wonder, simply sat in front of Lukas, watching him stroke his dick as he stroked his in return. The urge for release bubbled up several times, Lukas would adjust his grip or his pace, fight his own natural urges and push past it each time. His dick throbbed, his balls ached, his mind screamed, his body pulsed with abuse, he ignored them all in every fashion possible.
“Faster.” Lukas picked up his pace at the command. Urges surged within him, fighting with everything he had he battered them away. He was on the edge, had known what the edge was like, was learning how to stay there and not let go. Steven picked up his own pace on his cock, a whimper from Lukas as he fought at the sight to keep his own body in check.
For awhile they stayed like that, each stroking their own cocks, each staring at each other. Lukas drowning in the beauty, the god before him, wondering if his master was swimming in the sight before him. Lukas wasn’t sure he could hold himself back much longer, he was starting to loose control of the fight he was battling inside himself.
Steven rose from his chair, never missing a beat of stroking his dick and approached Lukas. His free hand reached out and grabbed a handful of Lukas’ hair, pulled tight and then pulled his head back slightly. Lukas was going to burst. The touch from his master, his large throbbing cock right in his face. He opened his mouth to accept the load that was coming.
“Mouth closed.” Lukas closed his mouth and not a moment too soon. As he looked up at that rod in front of him and closed his mouth he watched as a spurt of pearly white cum exploded out. It landed on his forehead and trailed down his nose. More spurts followed, landing on various parts of his face, more on his forehead, his nose, lips, cheeks and chin all received a painting. With one final stroke Steven squeezed the last of his load from his dick, it dribbled out and landed on the bottom of Lukas’ chin, a string stretching down towards his chest. Steven released Lukas’ head and stepped back.
“Stop.” Lukas let go of his dick, felt it bounce a few times then felt the frustration blossom inside himself. Held for a very long time on the edge with no release. He let the frustration wash through him, not latching on or letting it linger, it wasn’t time yet. He took a deep breath through his nose, the smell of his master’s cum overwhelming him, excitement surged. He released the breath along with the frustration.
Steven unhooked his collar from the chain before turning and walking across the ‘hall’ and pulling those curtains back. Lukas shivered, he had taken so much already, his body still ached, he hadn’t slept in who knew how long, hadn’t really eaten in a day, felt parched and totally spent. Still he crawled behind his master, feeling the cum on his face start running.
He sat in position three, cum dripping down his cheeks onto his neck, the string of cum on his chin finally connecting to his chest. He took in what was in front of him, nothing remarkable. A chair, a table with something on it, and something long and rectangular with a sheet over it.
“Stand.” Lukas obeyed, cum still dripping. Steven stood at one end of the rectangle and started pulling the sheet. As it was pulled away Lukas saw one after another butt plug being revealed each bigger than the one before it. His mouth dropped open when the sixth butt plug emerged, it was larger than anything he had ever seen.
Steven grabbed something from the table and approached Lukas. Lukas watched as Steven hooked the pads up to an electrical box, felt a wave of anxiety wash through him as he connected his cock ring to it as well.
“You will sit on each butt plug in order. You will have a set time to have the plug fully inserted into yourself. I will not tell you the amount of time you have or have left. You will stay on the butt plug until I call next. You will not pull off the butt plug unless I say so. If you fail at any of this you will be shocked, do you understand?"
“Yes master.”
“Your time for the first plug starts now.”
Lukas advanced, straddled the bench and lowered himself onto the first plug. It landed inside of himself easily enough, small overall. He sat, not moving, looked out over the plugs, the sixth one screamed torment at him. He had no idea how it would fit it was so large.
“Next” Lukas pushed up and moved forward. The plug slid home, larger but not a problem. He sat for a few minutes with the plug planted in his ass.
“Next” Lukas rose and lowered himself onto the third, felt the first hints of a stretch as it entered him. Saw the next plug in line, knew he would feel that one for sure. Six still taunting him with its size. Minutes passed, Lukas’ ass adjust to the filling feeling of the plug, dick still throbbed.
“Next” Lukas rose and started down on the fourth plug. Felt the stretch for sure, eased up as the pressure built. He had no desire to be shocked, but didn’t know how long he had to get it planted in his hole. He pushed, felt the stretch before finally feeling the plug land home, filling him up.
“Rise, completely out three times.” Lukas pulled off the plug, feeling it stretch and pop out of his ass, before he lowered himself down again. The stretch lessened each time and by the third time he was lose enough that it slid home easily. He sat for several minutes enjoying the feeling of being filled, dick twitched.
“Next” Lukas rose and started on the fifth one. Much larger this time, he had to go slowly the stretching was incredible. He pushed as fast as he could, felt a flare of pain and stopped to let it pass. Continued pushing, feeling his ass stretch further. Pain ignited from his balls and cock and chest. He screamed out as the torrent pulsed through him. Seconds passed as he screamed. Finally the electricity stopped, he panted a few breaths in, no desire to experience the shock again he threw caution to the wind and pushed down on the plug. He grunted as his hole stretched wide. Felt as the plug finally filled his hole and he had a moment to gather himself.
“Three times.” Lukas quivered at the thought of the plug leaving his hole let alone entering again. Still he new his duty and pulled up feeling the stretch before he plunged himself back down on it. By the time he was pushing down on it the second time his dick was throbbing with the pleasure he was experiencing as the plug stretched and filled him. The third time down, a moan escaped from the pleasure. Again he sat for minutes filled, waiting for the command, seeing the largest plug of his life waiting in front of him.
“Next” Lukas shook with dread as he pulled up and started down on the last plug. The stretch was almost instantaneous the pressure pushing into his hole intense. Still he had no desire to be shocked again so he pushed as hard and as fast as he could. He felt a flare of pain form the stretch, stopped, let it pass and continued to lower himself down. The stretch felt more than Steven’s fingers entering him as he continued his pursuit of landing at the base. He pushed, stretched beyond anything he had felt before. Just when he thought his ass would rip open from the stretch he felt the plug pop inside of him. Panting he gave himself a moment to adjust. So filled, no space inside, his prostate was being pushed on, his dick trembled at the feeling, leaking steadily. As he adjusted he realized the pleasure he was feeling, so full, so stretched, so horny.
“Two times.” Lukas quivered at the command but he obeyed. The plug worked its way out as he pulled up. Stretching him, opening him once again. Once the flare was past his entrance it was an easy task to pull it out. He plunged down again, loose, ready he had no pauses as it stretched and filled him. The second time down his body trembled with pleasure.
“Masturbate” Lukas didn’t hesitate, took his rock hard cock in his hand and started stroking. He worked up and down the shaft in a steady pace, Steven still naked came around and stood in front of him watching. Shivers passed through as he took in his god. Ass pulsed around the plug that filled him to the brink. He took himself to the edge, held himself there as long as he could before he slowed down his stroking and lightened his grip to step back. Over and over he repeated the process, felt his body was ready to explode from anticipation.
“You may cum.” Lukas let the explosion happen. Three pumps of his dick he felt as the first contraction of the orgasm rocked his body. Pleasure coursed through him, starting in his mind and radiating out as the first spurt of cum erupted out of his cock.
The pleasure died in an instant as his body erupted in pain, contracting all his muscles. He let go of his cock, clenching his fists against his thighs as the electricity pulsed through him. He couldn’t breath despite his efforts, his ass pushed against the plug filling him.
Disappointment flooded him as the pain ended. He opened his eyes, head lowered he felt his dick give a small twitch and a dribble of cum ran out of his dick onto the bench. He had found his release only to have it ruined in an instant as Steven shocked him. He felt deflated and defeated.
“Remove everything and return to the mat once you’ve cleaned your mess.” Steven set the box on the floor and left. Lukas looked and saw his cum on the bench, raised his eyes slowly and saw more cum on the floor. The first spurt had shot out of him with force and he landed on it a foot or so away from where he sat. Realizing he was sitting made him aware of the very large, very filling plug still in his ass. He was not to hesitate so he pushed up, groaned as the plug stretched him open again and left him empty. He pulled the pads from his nipples and set about cleaning up his mess. As he leaned down to start on the bench he felt all the aches come alive in his body. He knelt to the floor and began licking up his mess, savoring the taste, a bit of his masters cum that hadn’t dried yet still ran on his body. A drop or two mixed with his own, excitement surging in him.
Messed cleaned Lukas began his crawl back to his mat. Adrenaline that had fueled him thus far was washing away leaving him acutely aware of how tired and spent he was. As he got to the mat he saw a glass of water with a pitcher next to it. The mere sight made Lukas aware of how thirsty he was, he drank two glasses in quick succession. Feeling better he realized how hungry he was once again. He saw the dome covering food and pulled it away. More of the gruel awaited him, he was so ravenous he didn’t care what it was. He ate every bite, barely stopping himself from licking the bowl. It hadn’t been much but by the end he realized how satiated it had made him feel. He drank more water before replacing the glass and sitting in position three.
Steven bent down and picked up the tray and started walking towards the door. Lukas knew he was to follow. Relief rushed through him at finally having an end in sight. With the only remaining strength he had he crawled after Steven, up the ramp, down the hallway and into his bathroom.
He stood looking at himself in the mirror. Red welts covered his chest and stomach, he looked at his back as best he could, seeing more of the same. Cum from his forehead to pecs from his masters load. Lukas ran a finger through some that had not dried and ate it, savoring the flavor. He saw his toy on the sink counter. He finally showered, hot water ignited the welts, finishing, he placed his toy in its home and made his way to his bed. He was asleep almost instantly, no dreams came that night.
Lukas awoke to his alarm going off. He moved to shut it off, muscles protesting the movement, aches and pains waking up. He pushed through and got ready, made his way out to wait for Steven. Steven appeared a few minutes later and stopped in front of Lukas.
“Are you sure Lukas.”
“I must master.” No words were exchanged outside of that as they entered the elevator and went for their run. Lukas’ body protested each step he took, still he pushed to keep up with Steven. Despite the pain and the protests from his body, Lukas had known that if he didn’t move he would feel worse as his muscles tightened. Run complete he stripped on the elevator as was normal.
“No work out today Lukas. Shower and join me for breakfast.” Lukas felt relief, he had ran, but doubted he had any strength to work out. He quickly showered before joining Steven for breakfast. The meal was the most delicious thing Lukas had ever eaten. No real food outside of the mysterious gruel for two days. His mouth watered just seeing the eggs, toast and bacon. He wanted to inhale the food but knew better, taking his time, savoring each bite. They ate in silence, Lukas cleaned up before taking his place bringing more coffee with him for both. Steven and Lukas drank most of their coffee in silence.
“Spring break is in a little less than two weeks, is it not Lukas.”
“Yes master.”
“Good. I will require your presence during that time. Unfortunately that means your trip to Puerto Rico will not take place.”
“Yes master.” Lukas felt mixed emotions wash through him. He felt sadness that he wouldn’t be able to take his first trip, yet at the same time knowing he would spend it with his master filled him with joy. Trepidation mixed in, as he felt the aches on his body, if he had to do a week of this he wasn’t sure he would survive. He pushed all of it to the side as he heard Steven continue.
“I will need you on the Friday before. This means you will miss the last day of classes so you will need to talk with your professors and plan accordingly.”
“Yes master.”
“Now that, that is settled please dress. Allen is waiting for you outside.”
Lukas crawled to his room and dressed, crawled to the elevator, grabbed his bag and got on the elevator. Steven sitting in his chair on his iPad, made no acknowledgment of his departure.
Lukas got in the car and as they pulled away form the curb felt so much running through his mind. How would he explain his sudden abandonment from the trip to his roommates? What would his master expect over their week together? Would his body even recover from the abuse it had just taken? He tried processing it, but he knew he was too tired to try. He let his mind go blank and watched the city roll past the window as he was driven back to his apartment.
