Mike: straight and abused

Mike’s body is aching before I even begin this session of cruelty. His wrists tightly bound to his ankles, his weight resting on his face, Mike is even more miserable when I jam a hook up his nose, tie it to a large anal hook, and commence the fun and games.

I bind his balls tightly, causing him to wince in fear, and start up my new toy – a very powerful little tank! How far can it stretch this straight cunt’s testicles? As it powers across the room, dragging Mike’s nuts into a painful looking stretch, Mike moans and wails in distress. The big baby seems to think the tank will rip his crown jewels right off – so I decide to up the ante and show him what pain is all about.

As the tank continues to tug excrutiatingly at his balls, I take a cane to Mike’s pert, strained arse cheeks. Thwack! Thwack! As the nasty red stripes start to appear, he makes increasingly desperate yelps of pain. With each hit, Mike convulses and bucks, making me laugh as his jerky movements pull at the anal hook and hurt his arsehole even more.

His arse is really reddening now – the cunt is extremely sore, swearing his head off and biting his lip, his face flushed and sweaty. I pick up an even worse cane and lay into him with that too, leaving a few seconds in between strokes for him to absorb the whole impact of the pain I’m inflicting. “No more, no more!” he begs, pathetically. I carry on.

But crimson cane welts alone aren’t enough to satisfy me. I pick up a burning candle and pour a generous puddle of wax all over his glowing, tenderised arse cheeks. With each scream of pain and curse word from Mike, I just laugh and drip on even more. His sensitive, sore bum is the perfect target for the torturous hot candlewax, and no matter how much the little bastard struggles, he can’t move an inch, and only hurts himself trying.

Screaming and pleading for me to stop, I demand he begs to suck my dick. Of course, it takes a whole new layer of painful wax on his arse for the straight prick to beg well enough, but finally he’s rewarded with a mouthful of cock. Moaning and choking around my hard meat, Mike pathetically tries to satisfy me with his tongue, trying to end the misery quicker. I just plough away at his unwilling mouth, sliding my erection in and out of his lips, getting off on the sight and sound of his distress.

Finally, I pull out and spray my cum all over his tearful face, making sure I rub it all in and get it in his disgusted mouth too. And then I leave him, slimy and sore, stiff with agony… and fear of what’s to come.

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