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I cried out, it made no difference, he just moved to the left chest and
carried on hitting. He said nothing just stared at me as he tihe
torture. I started to pull at the wrists cuffs, teng my body, staining,
trying with all my will to get free, to stop this abuse.
He stopped, walked to the table and started to trace the out line of my
abs with the riding crop bef the pegs on cod balls I knew
these would hurt when released but willed him to take them off to stop the
torture these pegs were inflig on my manhood. He just started to flick
the pegs with riding crop, slowly to start with then faster and faster,
each time they moved and I reacted, I moaned, yelped, moved my body he
smiled an evil grin. I looked down at his caged cock, it must be 8 inches
long and thick it ushing against the steel cage, he was getting off
this. He slowly increased the force of every hit, hitting my cod
balls, the pressure and pain was building up. Each he caused the pegs to
move and bit into my cod balls even more. He tio move up my
body again, w the riding crop over my abs, I lost t of how many
time he hit me with that thing. I was shouting until my voice was hoarse.
When he finally stopped I had a cover of sweet over my whole body. I
looked at the monitor above me my whole body was a burning red colour. My
breathing me deep, he then moved dowablet again and I started to
remove the pegs from my balls and cock. Eae sent a bolt of lightning
through my body. Eae he removed made we scream, I couldn' t trol it
even if I wao. He left the worse until last. The ohe tip of my
cock had now be on for over 90 minutes. He lifted my cock up with the peg,
the pain of that was almost to much to take. He looked me straight in the
eyes and slowly removed the peg. I have never felt a sensation like it.
The blood runn