fruit and veg was just the beginning 3 - SkinJameser Edit

Author: lthrsmlad
Title: fruit and veg... was just the beginning 3 - SkinJameser Edit
Date: 14 February 2012

Strapped securely to the bars, Rob could only watch as Steve approached with a padded blindfold, slipping it over his head, then pulling it down, covering his eyes, taking away his sight. Sinking him into darkness.

All he was left with was the sound of creaking leather, smelling its aroma all around him... fingers now on his nipples, twisting, pulling, crushing them, squeezing hard. He let out a moan and a groan at the tormenting of his sensitive tits. The hands carried on regardless, eager to make him thrash in his bonds. The teasing continued, the owner of the hands ignoring the plaintive noises coming from Rob.

Noticing where the straps required tightening, Steve adjusted them where needed while Mike continued the torment. Eventually satisfied that Steve had tightened the upper body restraints enough to ensure that Rob was now unable to make any movement there at all, Mike moved down to the bulge made by the lad's cock and balls framed by the straps, his trapped genitals semi-crushed by his own jeans, his bollocks cupped by the leather restraints.

Mike pushed both of his hands against his captive's slight waist, his fingers sliding over his massively enlarged bulge, forcing them under his jeans towards the mound of crotch, followed by the thumbs. They too sliding down into position, seeking the balls, fingers and thumbs now locking target on them, both held captive. They received torment, a little pressure slowly building as Mike tested Rob's bonds still further, the pressure sinking deeper, harder, vice-like! Rob tried desperately to close his legs, his thighs moving a little but not nearly enough to escape. Even so Steve still re-tightened every strap down each of the lad's legs, making Rob even more immobile. Mike applied yet more pressure to test the bonds after Steve´s tightening of them, both captors getting pleasure from seeing Rob squirm in his bonds, and more pleased now he that he couldn't move an inch!

Rob's heavy breathing and enlarged bulge beneath his jeans showed them that he was enjoying the ordeal, and this just made Steve and Mike continue their torment with renewed vigour. A mild slap across the face, Rob's head unable to make any moment at all trapped in the tight bondage. Steve pulled on Rob's tits, making them erect, and then one by one fitted clamps in place, tightening the screws, the c-clamps squashing each tit.

Mike held up boxing gloves to Steve, but all Rob could hear was Steve saying "Yeah," not knowing what they were talking about. Mike put on the gloves, and suddenly Rob felt the mitt covered fists on his abs, sliding up and down, lightly patting his muscled stomach, slowly getting harder as Rob tightened his six pack.

The punches, though padded, came one after another. There was no pattern to the timing of when they came, a punch would be delivered spontaneously out of time, one punch coming seconds after the first, moments later there would be 3 or 4 punches in under 2 seconds, totally throwing Rob off the scent.

The gut punching went on for a while. Rob lost count of how many he had received so far, or how much longer he'd be tightening his abs for!

Mike threw a couple of punches right in the abs, then a few seconds later another right in the gut. Expecting another Rob tensed up, only the next punch he couldn't tense enough to escape the hit as the gloved fist smacked him right in his bulging crotch, followed by three more. Mike had moved below the belt, and no amount of tensing was going to stop this agony.

One after the other, every second, he received a punch right in the bollocks, he got hit there 3 times in 3 seconds. Then a brief moment of rest for about 5 seconds. Thinking that it was over Rob shakily breathed in and out, trying to find relief, then suddenly two more hits right in his genitals. The pain exploded, and one final blow hit him there again, the hardest so far. He nearly puked from the agony.

"Does it hurt?" Steve laughed.

Mike took off the gloves and threw them to the floor...

To be continued