Automatic bondage part 3

Author: lthrsmlad
Title: Automatic bondage part 3
Date: 23 February 2012

The ball-breaking continued, it seemed to make me harder though... If I lost my hard-on would the program know this and halt the punishing torment it was delivering?

Although the agony was intense there was no way of losing my rock-hard throbbing cock. It pulsated and throbbed like it was going to explode; it was a horny scene. My bollocks felt massive from the constant beating they were receiving; how much of the continuous hammering that thundered down on my groin could I take? And what if it made me cum? Would I cum again and again, would the program stop the hammering then?

"FUCK!" I mumbled. If I came and the program did’nt stop surely the agony would push me over the edge... So cumming wasn’t an option worth testing out. But, what if I was wrong and cumming was the only way this scene would end? What did this guy do? Was the program on manual or was it still automatic?

The room started to spin from my mental questioning, fear, excitement, agony, and pleasure, all conflicting with one another. Where the fuck was the guy that trapped me in here? Was the camera in the wall relaying the video to him as he watched from another room?

The sense of the room spinning became stronger, and the darkness became darker… I lost consciousness.

Part awake and part still asleep kept me on edge, but clearly I was in the dream world now where nothing seemed to make sense... I was looking down at my body; I could move my head, no longer blinded by the hood. It appeared as if I was on the table, totally naked and spread out, and the kidnapper in the dream world switched on a compressor and held a gun in his hand. The gun was actually a tube connected to the compressor; he pulled hard on my balls pressing them into the table, then positioned the gun over my balls and fired it. Some sort of liquid rubber sprayed over my balls, a lot like shaving foam, clinging to me and expanding, only it was really heavy.

It stuck to my balls, made them heavy as though someone was standing on my nuts, and as the foam expanded it not only grew outwards but inwards too, creating the feel of a vice around my nuts. The more he shot the gun the tighter and heavier it got. The foam was exactly like a vice, getting tighter and tighter, crushing my trapped bollocks.

Clicking a switch and turning a dial he changed the gun’s output; the nozzle fired a less compressive foam, only he positioned this in my ass. He only did this for a second but once he stopped I could feel it expanding in my hole like a butt plug.

At first it sat within me, filling me with the sense that something was up there, but comfortable, then gradually it felt like a bigger butt plug. As the foam started spewing back out of me from my own natural resistance it slowly hardened, but the mouth of my hole kept expanding, now feeling like a large heavy metal ribbed dildo… The agony was intensifying as the monster kept growing in my ass, spitting me wide open.

The encasement of my balls continued crushing, squeezing, pulling. He re-adjusted the gun again and forced my mouth open with his rubber-gloved fingers. Putting the nozzle into it he fired the gun and the foam filled my mouth. It tasted like rubber, even smelt like rubber. I could hear it creaking as it expanded, only this time it never stopped expanding…

The fear of my balls being crushed to nothing, my ass hole being ripped wide open, and my mouth ripped apart sent a shock to my heart.

My mind thinking I was dying must have brought me back from the dream in tears; I awoke screaming, my balls still being bashed from the reciprocating saw...

The guy entered the room and switched off the ball bashing device. I was shaking from fear and anxiety, my heart banging!

The computer program wired up to the table sending me subliminal messages ended.

"Have a bad dream?” he asked sardonically. “Yes, the computer program has a nasty way of tormenting you even more if you fall asleep during a session. Next time don't fall asleep!"

Having passed out on the table, waking up like this, then passing out again from the agony I thought I´d better get further training on such a scene and learn to control it...

I was released from my bondage and hugged him, still shaking from fear.

He laughed, and with a comforting smile asked me "Ready for the next test?"

Widening my eyes my heart shuddered, as did the gulp in my throat…

"Sure,"

Yeah sure. What was I expecting next? Still shaking he helped me up and we left the room and in to the next one.