An unplanned life

Chapter 4

Taking Advantage

When my father visited again I knew I was in a very good position to give him the means to take revenge on the Familias Constanz and perhaps others. It is a remarkable thing in the very powerful, they forget that their servants and their playthings are intelligent, have ears, and can hear very well — even if we may not speak, and our bodies are in the throes of sexual activity. 

“Father, I am now the favourite plaything of the Prince Constanz.” I smiled. 

The Prince was one of the more creative of my clients, and certainly knew how to use his generous organ on me. An arrogant man, he was also sadistic, though that was usually reserved for his underlings. I could sense their fear of him, and wondered what he was like to deal with as a member of the family. Though I’d been employed by them, I’d never had direct contact with him, only with the youngest son, a spoiled and arrogant stripling. 

“He brings his friends and they talk freely while making use of me. He comes every day I am available and always with his friends and allies. If you send Cousin Janus to me as a client — perhaps with a companion — there is a way you could learn the secrets and plots they discuss …”

My father is an intelligent man, and saw immediately what I was suggesting. “I shall arrange something with Janus and his brother.” 

Cousin Janus is a maker of micro-devices. A very talented one, specialising in recorders.

“An excellent idea, my son.” My father’s eyes lit up with interest. “Does Constanz know who you are?”

“Yes.” I shrugged. “He always brings his son, my accuser, to amuse himself using me.” I smiled. “It will be sweet justice. They think this,” I indicated my helmet by bowing it toward him — as always for these visits, my wrists were attached to a slave belt — “helmet and this,” I shifted in my seat to thrust my twelve inch metal bonded penis forward, “render me deaf and stupid so they talk freely while enjoying filling me with their seed.” 

“Do you ..?” He hesitated, then asked gently. “Do you derive any pleasure from this, my son?”

“It is not as bad as some think, or are told, father.” I smiled, not wishing to reveal the secret of my pleasure. “Many clients are gentle, all are creative, and after two or three doses of sperm in my anus I enter a euphoric state. It is like a drug, the more I receive, the more pleasant it becomes.”

“And that?” He indicated my penis. “Is it, as they say, entirely without sensation?”

“No, but we are careful not to disclose that.” I laughed. “It is true I cannot be stimulated to ejaculate in the normal manner, and sometimes I am used as a dildo — a penis extension — by a Prince to fuck his underlings. I have to be careful not to let them see that I am stimulated by this and enjoy it.” 

We talked for the remaining time of the hour he’d paid for, then watched as I was prepared for a client. He left as I was led to where the client and his friends waited without mentioning our earlier discussion.

I went to my client, pleased with myself and encouraged by my father’s support and looking forward to serving this client, one of those who enjoyed using my ‘metal dildo’ to fuck his current servant. It always meant my getting several doses of the Prince’s cum, and that of his ‘friends’ while his servant was impaled on my monster of an organ.

Some days later I entered the client suite and stopped in surprise. Cousin Janus grinned and indicated his brother, Demos, and another of my cousins, Agar, a slim youth, and all of them sporting magnificent erections. Our famillias are all equipped with good cocks, but Agar’s looked as if he’d been modified, and it excited me.  “We have your exclusive services for two hours, my friend.” He winked. “And we see we have a lot to enjoy!”

“I am at your disposal, masters.” Recovering from my surprise I entered into the spirit of the thing. I guessed they was here to instal a recording device in my ‘decorations’, but pleased to see friends I would have taken as lovers freely. Both Janus and Demos had ‘played’ with me as youths, and were good lovers. The helmet detected my pleasure, and enhanced it. “Use me as you wish, it is my function.” 

“Then come here, we want to examine your decorations before we decide how we wish to enjoy you.”

“Yes, Master,” I replied meekly. As I have said, Janus and I had been occasional lovers, and I was looking forward to renewing my acquaintance with his cock in particular. 

Their examination of my cock, my scrotum, my breasts and the helmet looked like the usual exploration, but Janus used a pretend kiss to whisper, “I have a device to add to your tit decorations. It records only, and I or your parent will come regularly to download the recording. It’s undetectable to anyone looking for normal listening devices. They have video in here, so we must make it look real.” 

“Go for it, it’s good to have friends I would willingly have sex with to offer myself to. I’m looking forward to having you guys enjoy me.” I whispered and grinned, adding more audibly, “Thank you, Master. I am ready to service you and your companions. Instruct me in your pleasure.”  

“We intend to, Poirnoi.” His wink and smile were brief, but the gentle touch said he understood. Stepping back, he grinned. To the others he said, “Well, guys? Shall we get started? Put him on the bench over there, and lets get our money’s worth.”

 The bench he indicated is more of a skeleton, and holds the subject in a position in which he is suspended in a rigid frame with his legs splayed apart and giving access to his ‘pussy’ and genitals. It can be ‘flipped’ so the poirnoi is either face up, or face down. They started with me in the down position. This meant I could suck one of them while another fucked me, but they surprised me by first presenting their erections at my mouth to be kissed and savoured briefly. Up close I could see I was right, Agar’s had been modified. The shaft was thick and firm, but the head was almost a third of its length and heavy. The rim of the ‘helmet’ flared wide and it was not just hard, it was rigid, the skin stretched taut.

He gripped the rim of my metal ‘helmet’ and held his cock in my mouth while I explored it with my tongue, When he withdrew, he lowered his face to mine and whispered, “Like it? I’ve been modified, we all are. My father suggested it would give you more pleasure while we’re busy.” He chuckled, pretending to be kissing me. “I love it.”

“I’m sure I will,” I whispered in return, I’d noticed a difference in Janus, and his brother, but it was subtle, unlike Agar’s. My family had obviously considered this very carefully. “I hope you’re all really full of cum for me.”

“I’m going to install the recorders.” He murmured miming a passionate kiss. “I hope you enjoy us.” Standing, he said to the others, “Let’s get started, I’ve got one hell of a load of cum to discharge.” 

They got to work, with Janus in my mouth, and Demos taking my butt. Agar slipped under me, announcing his intention to explore my tits. He did, and the three way stimulation sent my libido soaring. I barely noticed Agar’s fitting a pair of discs to the domes surrounding my nipple teats. Demos shot his first load into my pussy, and Janus emptied his into my mouth as Agar continued to play with my nipples. Playfully, he also explored my metal encased cock, even exploring it with his mouth, and I realised he could taste the precum I always leaked during sex.

As Janus moved aside, Agar slid out from beneath me, whispering as he did so, “We have to make this look like your usual clients.”  

I grunted, my mouth and face full of Janus’ spunk.

“Flip him over, guys. I want to see his face as I plug him!” Agar ordered.

The others laughed, and flipped the frame. 

“Demos, you take his left tit,” Janus said, winking. “I’ll take the right. Let’s see what it does to him.” His wink warned me that they would activate the recorders and test them.

My metal masked face is flexible, so it registered exactly my reaction as my sensitised nipples were sucked. Then my eyes widened and my mouth formed an O that emitted a gasp as Agar entered me, pushing deep until my scrotum case was against his skin and my towering penis proud against the background of his stomach.

“Thank you, Masters,” I gasped. Agar’s modified organ was doing things inside I had never experienced. “Do I please you?”

Lifting his face off my nipple, Janus grinned. “You do. We will be booking you regularly, Poirnoi. Count on it.” Bending down he applied his mouth to mine and his tongue, then whispered. “The recorders are now functional, and melding nicely. By the time we leave, you’ll be operational. To activate them simply touch the area directly beneath your teats with your middle finger and hold it for a count of five. Do the same to deactivate them.”

Whatever Agar was doing in my butt tipped me into the sort of sexual state I normally have at the end of a busy day. I operated on auto pilot for the rest of their session, as each of them fucked me again, or had me suck them and enjoyed my nipples. They left me for the PM in a daze secured in a strait jacket which left my silver cupped tits on display and a large plug filling my butt. Most clients leave me heavily restrained when a session is finished, and my cousins spared me nothing.

“Looks like you enjoyed that, CRP.” The PM said, entering the suite. “Just as well you’re due to be emptied.” Steering me, still restrained as my cousins had left me, down to the cellar, he positioned me against the device and strapped me to it. “They gave you a good workout, and have booked you for more sessions.” He kissed my shoulder. “You’re my star Pornoi, Poal.” I felt his cock against my butt. “So today I will reward you.”

His modified penis entered my cum filled butt, and like Agar’s it hit zones I’d never felt until today. With the helmet inactive I could feel the ejaculation building. He took his time and was gentle, and he set the machine to give me the best sensation I could enjoy with my desensitised and metal encased genitals. It was the best cum I had ever experienced.

When he released me, I turned to face him. “Thank you, Master. Please kiss me.”

Smiling, he did. “Alexei — Seventeen — is like a son to me, and his family have no intention of redeeming him. Help him adjust, Poal. I will reward you.” He removed the strait jacket, adding, “Rest now, you have no further clients until this evening.”