Dude to slave Part 7

Author: jackbootlad
Title: Dude to slave Part 7
Date: 20 August 2010

The jeep pulled up in Al's drive and they both got out and went into the house.

'It's down stairs again' said Al and noticing the look of fear in Josh's eyes said 'Don't worry. No cheese wire. You've been a good boy so it's time for milking'.

They went back down into the cellar only this time Josh's boots protected his feet from the cold floor. Al told him to take his leather shorts off and drop to the honour position which Josh did. Al picked up a gimp hood from the side bench. It had two small zips across the eye holes and one large zip across the mouth. It was made of thick shiny rubber and was secured by a zip running up the back of the head. Two nose holes made it possible for the boi to breath but the hood was so tight that with all the zips closed, speaking or breathing through the mouth was impossible. After rubbing more oil over Josh's head, Al started to work the hood over Josh's bald pate.

Josh felt the darkness closing in as much as he felt the strong zip being done up at the back of his head. The smell of the rubber was pretty intense - industrial even - but the feel of it was great. Being encased in a kind of leather sock made his cock stiffen. Josh didn't appreciate just how hot he would get inside the hood or just how much sweat would start to pour around his head but he would in time. Al made sure that the zips on the front of the hood were done up but later, he would unzip the eye holes to see how Josh was coping. Seeing pain in his boi's eyes was always something that gave him pleasure. He didn't know why but it was probably because sadism came quite naturally to him.

He led Josh back over to the metal bedstead and instructed him to lie on it. This time both wrist restraints attached to the frame of the bed with leather straps and Al fitted steel manacles around Josh's booted feet, spreadeagling Josh across the bed. The next stage was to remove the cock from the chastity plate . Al released each of the padlocks to the metal belt and removed the plate carefully letting the cock release from the metal sleeve on the inside. The next step was to remove the metal casing on Josh's rod so that the whole cock was now out in the open air. Al walked over to the far side of the room and picked up a trolley with the milking device on it. He pushed it over to the bedside. The device consisted of a upturned giant milk glass attached to a metal box. In the box was the pump. On the front were the various controls. Coming out of the side was a rubber tube attached to cock shaped rubber sleeve. The sleeve was very long but that was deliberate. Al started to work on Josh's cock getting it to a stiff position which, of course, did not take long. Once he had got the right size and angle on the cock he pushed the rubber sleeve over the shaft right down to the bottom. It was a very tight fit. Then he folded back on itself the rest of the rubber sleeve. There was a lot of it so that the rubber thickened up producing a nice thick rim to the edge of the folded back section. The milking would happen by the folded back rubber moving up and down Josh's shaft. The thick rubber edge to the fold back acted like a ridge running up and down the shaft encouraging the flow of blood and, of course, cum. At the end of the sleeve was a suction pump attached to the upside down glass bottle on top of the machine. This would facilitate the removal of cum.

Josh was breathing quite heavily. He could feel the impact of the tight rubber sleeve on his rod and knew that a cum explosion could not be far off. Then Al spoke.

'Right, pretty boi. My advice to you would be to hang on to your cum for as long as you can.' Josh heard him chuckle. 'Your first climax will be fantastic but the machine does not stop when you have had enough. Where would the fun be in that, eh? Oh no. It will carry on oblivious to your suffering. Now, that's what I call the ecstasy and the agony!'

With that, he switched the machine on and the folded back rubber sleeve started to move up and down Josh's rod. The feeling was intense. The ridge was carressing Josh's rod forcing it to stiffen higher and further. Josh had started to sweat and this was trickling inside the hood and inside the rubber boots he was still wearing. He realised that Al was still in the room and guessed, correctly, that Al would be waiting for the first cum shot. He tried hard to delay it but the his mind was making that hard. He had pictured what he must look like: tied to a bed wearing a vest, rubber boots and gimp hood with a fucking great milking machine greedily sucking at his cock. He knew that if he saw somebody else in the position, he would find it hard to delay his cum.

As he was thinking, the inevitable happened. Cum shot up through the suction pump and splattered inside the glass bottle. 'Whoa boy!' said Al. The relieve for Josh was immense and the feeling of release was pure heaven. But the feeling was short-lived because as Al had said, the sleeve kept on methodically with its work. Soon, Josh's cock was being forced up again. The stinging and soreness was becoming excruciating and Josh's moans were getting ever louder. At this point, Al stepped over and undid the zips across Josh's eyes.

'There, there, pretty boi' he said watching the pain etched into Josh' eyes. 'Just think how much I am enjoying this. You really are serving me now, boi. ' Josh's cock was now fully erect and a second cum explosion came but in a much smaller quantity. The machine continued to pump.

'We want to see every last drop of milk from your balls so that's why we have to keep going. Understand? I know it's painful for you but slavery isn't meant to be a pleasure for you' Al said. He stood over Josh and looked into his eyes whispering 'In, out, in, out, in, out' as the maching continued its work. The third explosion was tiny and Al decided milking time was over. He switched off the machine, knowing exactly what he was going to do with the milk...

End of part 7