David stared at the suit, it was the most clothes he’s been allowed since his capture. He felt the material of the suit it was soft, it almost felt unnatural to touch.
“Get dressed, we have a long night and your just getting started.” Sir commanded.
David flipped through the suit unable to find underwear or socks, he started with the white button up. It was slightly too small and irritated his sensitive nipples, perhaps he was just more aware following his assault by the town men. Next was the black plants, so soft it bordered on a mesh like material, immediately waking his cock back up. His now stiff member was already leaking and progressively becoming more visible. While the material was black even the smallest bit of fluid would make the material slightly transparent. Boy interrupted David with a snap of his fingers.
“Time for alterations.” Boy took a pair of scissors and began to alter the shirt and pants.
Two windows were cut on the shirt granting a view at his nipples, a slit at the rear of the pants that exposed the base of the toy, and finally the zipper of the crotch was torn off so his cock was at risk of falling out.
“Finish now,” Boy planted a firm slap across David’s face.
David reached for the suit jacket the velvet material felt cool against his nipples, but winced at the thought of velvet. Scotts words echoed in his head “Like velvet pussy, nice and open.”. David wondered if the roles were reversed would he fuck someone in his condition. He hasn’t thought of using penis for fucking at this point, since being taken his cock has been restrained or used against him for torture. He could imagine how great his cunt felt to all the men that used him. Wait. David stopped his thought “it’s not a cunt. I am a man, not an object.” He continued to affirm this but slowly his mantra changed “ I am David. I am a man. I am not an object. An object does not desire. You are not you. You are it. It want’s their holes filled. It serves real men. It does not desire. It follows commands.” David didn’t realize he was already loaded In a car until a bump in the road pushed the plug deeper in. His mind echo’d “you are an object. You are a toy.” The door suddenly opened, a leash attached to David’s collar and led him barefoot up the steps to the church he has been going to his whole former life. He stool silently in the atrium his leash held firmly by boy.
“So good to see you again.” Father Ortiz emerged from the nave, while this would’ve caught David off guard there as a additional surprise. In Father’s hand was his own leash guiding a young man.
Unlike David’s leashing this was attached to alligator clips on the young man’s nippled. He would wince in pain when tugged, the area around red and sore. His mouth gagged with the cloth used to clean the chalice, and arms bound with the Father’s stole. He remained naked with the except of a small cage that surrounded his cock, all too familiar for David.
“Gentleman this is Penance.” Father pulled the leash forcing the boy to inch forward.
Sir walked up and using his hands felt the boy up, pulling the clamps, feeling the cage up and delivering firm tap to this balls. He winced involuntarily pulling at the clamps again.
“He’s young, have you broken him in yet.” Sir said reaching over to find Penance’s hole.
“Not yet, he hasn’t been able to earn that reward yet. He’s a troubled boy always getting into trouble. Caught him vandalizing the church and to avoid jail time he “voluntarily” is helping me for the rest of the year.” Father gave another tug to the clamps mocking him. “Truly I was inspired by you Sir, how well Boy is trained gives me hope I can mold this sinner to the ideal servant.”
David looked into his eyes, and he saw what he once was. Full of fire to escape this torture, working out a million ways to get free and get back to his life. He watched the precum drool out of the caged boy, he looked down and realized his cock was also leaking continuously.
Father interjected “These boys are making quite the mess, why don’t we get ready for everyone.”
Father led Penance, and Boy led David through the pews and to the crossing of the church to the empty casket at the foot of the chancel.
“Let me secure my sinner and then I can help with your’s.” Father led the boy to under the table removing the nipple clamps. He was placed on this back, ankles secured just barely underneath the top so his legs would be spread leaving the tight virgin hole open for torment. His caged cock pointed directly down at his face already dripping precum on his face. The cloth gag removed and in it’s place a spider gag, allowing the cock fluid to spill into his open mouth.“Be good now,” Father tapped the spread pink hole in front of him.
“Alright get in.” Boy took the collar off of David, the absence of the cold heavy steel was strange. David began to climb into the casket, he wondered how this was going to work. Then he remembered that men think he just follows their commands. Boy opened David’s jacket his nipples exposed a gel was applied to the areoles. It was cool then hot and then stopped all together, Boy gently brushed over the nipples and it felt he was being electrocuted. If before his nipples were shocks, now they were a whole thunderstorm opening the flood gates to his cock. It stood upright and painfully erect, with a endless flow of precum rushing out. Next two small clips were shown, and attached to his nipples. David fought against the pain and tried his hardest to remain still, he couldn’t imagine having to play dead. Boy then pulled a pill out and slid it underneath David’s tongue, different than the orgasm denial pill this one was red. Finally a syringe was shown and injected a fluid directly into his shoulder.
“Red pill will reverse your orgasm denial, so you can finally ejaculate from that pathetic cock of yours. Shot in your arm will temporarily paralyze you, you will still feel and hear everything but no movement at all.”
It was faster than he thought, David’s eyes stared at the ceiling. He felt pressure in his cock growing ready to bust .
“Allow me, Boy” Father walked brandishing the sounding cross that he used earlier while David was in the sling.
Father steadied David’s cock, the touch alone was enough to push David at the edge of blowing his load. But in an instant the sounding rod was pushed deep In blocking any chance of release. The lid of the bottom half of the casket was then shut concealing any view of what was actually happening.
“Dont worry cunt, the cross is magnetic and is going to be held in place by the casket lid so there won’t be a chance of you pushing it out or your meat going limp. You’re officially all dressed up.” Father gave a wicked smile at David, then taking his eyelids and submerging David in the dark,
“Sounds like were ready for the service then.” Sir clapped his hands. “Well done Boy, you’re about to earn your treat.” The men exited the church for a moment there was silence only the occasional groan from Penance would escape. Footsteps began to trickle in, Father Ortiz could be heard in the distance greeting guests and offering condolences. David laid his nipples painful and stirring his cock up, forced to remain upright more and more pressure building up with no where to go. Then out of nowhere the tentacle sitting in rectum began to stir awake. A small hum of vibration tickled his prostate, and then the tentacle began to stretch and push deeper into his second hole. He was being fucked by it, and there was no way to remove it or stop it, David laid there despite being surrounded by the community he supported, he was in darkness the only thing brining him to reality was the torture he was experiencing,
