More Toys In The Attic part 7

Author: DallasTopBDSM
Title: More Toys In The Attic part 7
Date: 20 November 2011

More Toys in the Attic
A BDSM Tale
Cal’s Turn Part Seven
By Leo Devin

When I woke up a while later, I found a note on the bed. It said… ‘Gone to the barn to check things out. Back later, have fun with 16 and fuck him twice, once of me!’ Ok, I was right about the innuendo.

The others were checked in on as I made my way to 16. He was blindfolded and gagged, nothing on his nipples or cock. That had to be fixed, but first I removed the blindfold so he could see it was me. I put my hand on his face and asked him if he was ready to play with me. He nodded yes, for a long time. His balls were worked down and a lace up ball stretcher was placed on him, it was a four inch one.

His cock was touching his belly until I pulled his balls down and tied them off to an eyelet on the post. Taking a pair of linked tit clamps, I placed them, adding substantial weight to them. I ran my hands over 16’s body feeling every inch of him, and finding all his tickle spots in the process.

He was re-blindfolded and I started to tickle 16. He was very sensitive all over, but when I got to his feet, he went crazy. His ankles were released and were tied together behind the post, then lifted, bent at the knees and tied to the post near his ass. He was hanging from his arms and the soles of his feet were exposed and easily accessible.

His feet were tickled, 16 went into hysterics and I kept on going. He was tickled on different parts of his body, and then back to his feet. The gag had to be removed in order for him to breathe but the tickling didn’t stop. He could not get words out. He had to be about to pass out from not being able to stand it any more. I stopped and when he caught his breath, the gag was replaced before he could say anything.

His feet were let down, but not free. 16 was able to take the pressure off of his arms, but not much because his feet were behind the post, and he still had to stand on tiptoe. When I moved around in front of him, he had cum, and when the chain of the tit clamps was yanked on, it stopped any residual ticklishness he felt.

Taking the smaller cattle prod, I jolted the bottoms of 16’s feet. He did not go into hysterics again but did scream into the gag. I zapped him all over and then removed the clamps. Pinching first, I sucked on them then twisted them. I was watching every well defined muscle in his young body tighten with each twist.

His head was turning this way and that as if not looking straight ahead would make a difference. Each tit was sucked one more time before I started to take him down. 16’s feet were untied and he was able to stand a moment while I attached restraints to each ankle. The cord to his balls was untied from the post. His wrists already had restraints on them so I just had to unhook him, to move him to the sling.

He was helped into the sling and had his wrists secured to the back chains. When I began to fasten his ankles to the forward chains, 16 realized how vulnerable his feet would be and started to struggle. He was too worn out from the previous tickling and I easily over powered his attempts at keeping his feet free.

I got 16 fastened in and let him rest a moment while I went back for the clamps. The clamps were laid on his chest and his hole lubed. He started bucking and twisting in the sling. This boy is tight. Reaching up and grabbing a hand full of balls, I squeezed and there wasn’t anywhere for them to squeeze out of. I quietly said “be still” He relaxed and I continued to loosen him up some.

Using several, gradually larger, dildos, each one was inserted and worked to get him to a stage where he wanted more. When he was ready I slid my cock into him. I got him used to my cock then started to slowly rock the sling back and forth, then started to pound his ass onto me, forcing my cock deeper and deeper each time.

Slowing down, I would let the crown of my cock head show and then ram back in. Having to stop before I came, I needed to fuck him twice, I left him to relax and think about another round. 17 must have cleaned him out for me because the kid was spotless. The bus tub I had prepared for such times was handy so I washed off in it anyway and put my jock back on.

It was 8’s turn now and moving over to 8, I gave him the tit treatment till he begged me to stop. Moving down to his hard throbbing cock, I brought him to the edge of climax then left him wanting and went to 9.

His nine inches were worked without removing the cord form his cock head to the clamps. He was tantalized like 8 had been, leaving him in dire need of orgasm and moved to the 'boy'. He was lost in his own little electrical world, lying on his back spread eagle with the look on his face of someone who is having a particularly vivid wet dream.

Very gently, I ran my finger down the shaft of his cock from the head to the base of the shaft. He didn’t seem to notice, or just didn’t care anymore, so I ran it back up. His cock rose slowly off of his stomach pushing against my finger. Without stopping, I kept on going up and down his cock.

Gradually his back began to arch and I made one more trip up and down. He was so close to the point of no return, his cock started to throb, but when I stopped, so did it. ‘The boy’ groaned into his gag but didn’t open his eyes. 16 was milked the same teasing way. When I finished with 16, I put the tit clamps back on him.

Going from boy to boy, bringing them to near climax then backing off, I had continued around the dungeon four times when 17 returned from his rounds. He appeared to have had a great time! Holding the lube up to him, I pointed to 16. I kept on with my rounds and 17 watched until I had made a full circuit and started again. He waited until after I had visited 16 before stepping up to bat.

Poor 16 would be left out of the loop. I never did wake the 'boy'. When Tom, 17, (I’ll be glad when morning comes and we can stop the charade, but it has been wonderful fun.) came in 16’s ass, I stopped. It was now my turn to cum in him, but I had to tickle him first and tighten up that hole!

Once 16 was breathless again, I penetrated him without warning. Every muscle in his body tightened and his ass grabbed my cock like it would never let go, but I had a other plans for my cock and they didn’t include just staying in one place. I pulled out and pushed in, out and in, after the fourth or fifth time he started to breathe again, then began to relax his hole.

17 came up behind me and placed his hands on my chest, gently massaging my nipples and taking my mind off of cuming so soon. I was able to last twenty minutes with 17 distracting me every now and then, when he could tell I was getting close. At one point he knelt under the sling and licked on my balls while I was moving the kid off and on my cock. Eventually I came and Tom had to hold me to keep me from falling. My knees completely gave out.

No wonder, I had been up since seven this morning and it was now almost three am. Almost twenty hours and at full throttle. Tom helped me downstairs and to the bedroom and put me to bed. He told me he had everything under control and that he would call me in a few hours in time to get ready for the unveiling.

16 got to sleep where he was in the sling. The ‘boy’ was never disturbed. 9 was let down, hog tied and left where he was. 8 was given the same treatment as 9 had, but slept on a mat beside the bed in the attic, where 17 dozed. As far as I know, the party never stopped at the barn. Rumors were heard to that effect.

Unable to sleep well, some of the number boys were in the pool and I was watching them through the window, (I love the sight of well formed and maintained, wet, naked, male, bodies!) I did have a good rest. I would drift off and dream about the boys outside the window and wake with the dream sequence still running, in reality on the other side of the window.

Waking at the sound of the intercom from the dungeon with 17’s voice telling me that he was about to rouse the kids, if I wanted to come on up, I told him “I’ll be there in a few, wait for me.” I got up, found the leather ‘Tom’ had removed last night ....no that was this morning.... on the bench at the foot of the bed. I dressed in my finest gear for the unveiling.

My gear was as follows: a Top’s cap, mirrored glasses, a custom leather and chrome harness, matching arm bands, a run vest covered in run pins, leather pants and belt that matched the harness, and knee high engineer boots with, harness matching, boot straps. a ‘dress flogger’ was attached to my left hip next to the key ring. My Dragons head Meerschaum pipe was placed between my teeth, and a twenty eight inch riding crop with a chrome skull handle went under my arm pit. I headed to the dungeon.

When I walked in, 17’s jaw dropped. He had never seen me in full dress leather. He was briefed him of my plans and then I held Tom awhile, thanking him for getting me to bed. I told 17 “since we have the same build, go to my leather closet downstairs and get dressed but, I want you as bare as possible! Wear leather shorts, boots and a harness get as fancy as you like.” I went to the dresser and pulled out a chrome collar that matched my gear and replaced the bondage collar he wore for his sessions.

Inspecting each boy, I touched, stoked, and fondled each in turn while waiting for 17. On his return, I stood near the door and told 17 to begin releasing the number boys. I told him “leave their blindfolds on. They will remove them together when all are released.” 17 went first to 16 and helped him out of the sling and walked him over to stand in front of me. While 17 released 8 from the hog tie, I ran my hands over 16’s well muscled, tight body and told him “I want you to become a regular around here!”

8 was brought before me as 16 had been and I told 8, “You have been a very good boy and I apologize again for the situation I placed you in last night.” 9 had been untied and was now standing between 8 and 16 (all in order). 9 was told “We still have some work to do. I look forward to having many sessions with you and helping you become who you want to be.” Now that all the number boys were at attention, I told them to remove their blindfolds.

Each boy, after adjusting their vision, saw me and dropped to their knees, (9 with a little nudging from 16 and 8) saying “Good morning Sir!” I told them “Tell the others that we would be down shortly. I want you three and all the others to be wearing either cutoffs, leather shorts, leather pants or jeans. If you don’t have them, check the equipment room. There are some on the shelves to the right. Everyone has a collar and no footwear of any kind.

Tell everyone to line up near the office, senior bottoms to the rear with a row of the bottoms in front, on their knees. Post a lookout to watch for us. 8 stand,” I held him, kissed him and thanked him, sending him out. I repeated with 9 and 16, but held 16 back a bit more and asked him “I would like you to come back weekends and help Tom and I with chores around the property and house.” Tom gave me a shocked but delighted look. 16 told me “I will” most emphatically.

16 was told to join the others and I gave him a deep kiss, whispered some instructions in his ear, then shoved him toward Tom, who also held and kissed him deeply. Tom slapped him on the ass and to him “Go on now!”

Tom released the ‘boy’ from his restraints leaving the blindfold, gag, earplugs, ball weight and collar. His wrists were crossed and bound with rope in front and a three foot section of rope was left loose to be used as a lead.

We got the ‘boy’ down the stairs and 17 led him, following me, two steps behind and to the right. Entering the barn, I notice everyone has followed orders, the number boys look like the cover of a BDSM calendar, and walk over to a stall. The ‘boy’ is chained into the opening of the stall, with supplies left there by 16, spread eagle with arms perpendicular to his body and legs spread, facing the number boys.

His earplugs are removed and I start telling him “boy, yer time here’s almos up. Yer gonna be leavin us tomorra an ther a few thangs ya shud be knowin’. Tha first one is that yer bein ‘ere has been a pleasure!” Now I drop the vernacular for good and raise my voice.

“The second is, when you make arrangement online, you MUST meet the person you are going to have a scene with BEFORE you start the session! The only exception to this is when that person is known to a trusted acquaintance!

Third, get a phone number and address of where you will be. Leave it with someone you trust with instructions to notify the authorities if you are not heard from by a specific time! Tom removes the ‘boy’s blindfold at this point. All he sees is me standing right in front of him, A Top in full leather.

Fourth, always fully negotiate before the session, stating your limits and conditions! You may end up dead next time, or gang raped!” At this time, I step back and then I pointed at the number boys. In unison, they all shouted “HEY CAL, HOW ARE THEY HANGING!”

I stepped back and waited for the reaction. He didn’t faint. He did start jerking in his bonds. Tom was told to remove the gag. Call started to cuss me out and got backhanded. When he shut up, I asked him “Have any of the things that happened to you, while you were here, gone against anything we discussed online?”

He started with “Hell yeah, I was taken...” thought a moment and “well when...” “But you....” “I didn’t say that I wanted to be.....” I held up my hand and said “That’s right! You didn’t say! That is one lesson you just learned.

Now, besides being scared to death, have you gotten what you asked for, a kidnap scene, to be held for three days, to have the things done to you that you asked for?” Silence. I said “SPEAK BOY!” He replied weakly “Yes Sir, I guess I have, but it has been more than three days, hasn’t it?” Tom told him “Not yet, boy! You have one to go.” And he replaced Cal’s gag.

The number boys were called over one at a time and introduced. After the intro’s, I told Cal that “some will be staying while others have to go, and all of them were called just to help with this scene. You will get a chance to speak to each before they leave.”

“For now, you need to think about what has happened, what could have happened and what may yet happen!” I nodded at Tom and he replaced the blindfold. We left Cal standing there where he could not sit or kneel, for at least an hour. I addressed the number boys.

“I want to thank all of you for coming on such short notice, and I hope I didn’t ruin anyone’s weekend.” They were all shouting “no’s” and “are you kidding” and “wouldn’t be anywhere else” I continued “I have asked a few of you to stay and the rest of you may stay till lunch. This was a spur of the moment gathering and I wasn’t able to properly prepare for this many guests.”

“I would like for those of you who wish to come back at another time, to leave your names, phone numbers, and or e-mail addresses on a list on the office. You will all be welcome! Take one of the business cards on the desk and feel free to call or e-mail to set up individual sessions.”

“Now, those of you who need to leave soon can come and tell Cal goodbye in at least one hours time. For those who need gas in their cars, there is a pump with unleaded behind the hangar. Don’t try to use any pump other than the one marked AUTO’S ONLY.” I turned my head to Cal and said “Cal, your car is here and safe.”

To the guys “Now, everyone I want to see all those clothes off! You are dismissed! Have fun! For the next hour, Tom and I will be busy in the house. The barn is at your disposal as is the pool and the outdoor play area down by the creek past the big barn. If you play down there you will need to take and bring back the equipment you will need.”

Tom and I went inside and held each other for a moment before getting into more suitable clothing. Nothing. We went to the bedroom and made love for a full hour. I dressed in a leather jock and harness, Tom in just a harness, and we went out by the pool where many of the guys were hanging out.

I saw 9 (Cody) standing near the pool by himself and asked him “why aren’t you in the pool with the others?” and he looked at his cock. I told him “That thing is made to train bird dogs, its water proof!” and pushed him in! I suggested to Tom that we find 16 and work him over good, and we went to find him.

Hank (16) was in the barn milling around the office. I asked him “are you busy, or would you like to be worked over by Tom and me?” He dropped to his knees and held out his wrists to be bound. Tom grabbed a rope and bound him, we led him over to Cal and took his blindfold and gag off, placing them on Hank.

Cal was told “you are now free to speak and visit with the other guys that may come to talk to you. In a way, they have a lot to thank you for, but you better sure as hell remember to thank them for giving you an experience that most boys dream of.” He said “Sir, Yes Sir! i want to thank you and 10 – 17 – Tom? For all the trouble you have gone to for me. i will be more careful if i ever do this again! i really, really thought that i would never see anyone that i knew again.”

He was asked, “Now that you’ve had time to think about everything that has happened, have you had a good time?” He said “Oh yes Sir, i have. i will never forget it. i don’t think i’ll try any more kidnap scenes, i mean you have kinda made anything else seen tame, but i can truly say that i have really been kidnapped now. i don’t need to do another one. And thanks again!” I told him “don’t thank me yet, it’s not over!”

I took 16 by his tied wrists and led him away to the attic with 10 (not 17, because the cat is now out of the bag, and not Tom because we are in a scene now.) beside him to make sure he didn’t trip.

10 and I placed 16 in an inverted spread eagle and removed the gag and blindfold. Tom worked on the front and sides with tit clamps, ball stretchers, clothes pins, and the small cattle prod, while I worked on the back with floggers, paddles and the U.V. wand.

When we finished torturing his lean, sinuous body, leaving the clothes pins, we released his wrists, lowered his ass to waist height and reattached his wrists to keep him in a horizontal position. 16 was now in the same situation he was in on the sling without the support under him. His leg and arm muscles bulged every time he tried to shift his body to a different position. He was tickled by four hands.

After an extended session of tickle torture, Tom lubed his ass and entered the kid. Once Tom got his rhythm going, I began removing every other clothes pin. With the added squirming and tightening of 16’s hole, Tom came much quicker than he would have. I took Toms place and he took mine. Tom had only gotten about half of the remaining pins off the kid when I came. That left a few dozen pins on 16.

His legs were lowered so he could stand, while Tom raised his arms and once he was standing, his wrists were released and I ordered 16 to “Remove the rest of the pins.” He begged me “Please don’t to make me do it to myself!” I went to the wall and got the big cattle prod, touched it to his balls, and said “Now! I count to three and you will be lit up! one.... two.... thr...” The first of the remaining pins came off and he almost buckled.

I could see how difficult the rest would be, but didn’t move the prod or tell him to stop. “one... tw...” the second came off. I didn’t have to count anymore. 16 removed his pins as soon as he recovered from the previous and when he stopped, I told him “Good boy! But you have not finished,” and with the prod, tapped the three pins underneath his balls between the sac and his hole.

He moaned the saddest moan, and reached down and felt for the first one. He held it awhile before yanking it off. He did buckle this time but Tom was standing behind him ready for it and caught him. When he regained his footing, I tapped the remaining two with the prod. He looked at me pleading with his eyes.

I started to count and he reached down and pulled them both off. Tom caught him again and we lay him down on the mat. Tom began massaging one side of 16’s ravaged body while I rubbed the other. After the massage, Tom released his ankles and we both lay next to 16 and held him between us.

Hank was getting hard and we ended up covering Hank’s body with our tongues making him cum without touching his cock. Hank then sucked each of us, intermittently, keeping us both on the verge of cuming. At the same time, Tom and I rolled toward each other, Hank taking both our cocks at the same time, and came in his mouth simultaneously. Hank had a JOB of handling the resulting flood and he also had one here! When ever he wanted to be put work!

To be continued
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