Appearances Can Be Deceiving

Mike Nakamoto was playing one of his favorite games with his slave, and he looked at the predicament he had placed, Collin, in and it was almost a work of art. Currently Collin might possibly try to suck Mike’s soul out of him or the like, he was so currently excited that he was impaling his throat with Mike’s hard cock now while he worked. Was on his knees in front of Mike currently with his feet being held on then ends of a three-foot-long metal bar that were secured in between his ankles. His hands were free but had the heavily padded gloves all tight and snug on each of his hands. Mike had left those free but had but had put some tight body ties around him. This was in part to make this a stress position, in another more sinister way it dissuaded Collin from wanting to stretch. This is what many would call a rigged game and Mike had been afraid as he as rigging his slave up just the thought of it alone would be enough to make him shoot his load.

What he had done was get Collin hard and excited by making the boy suck precum from his dick and clean it up for him. Collin had now been made to go several days and not been able to catch much stiffy time, much less been given a chance to relieve himself. This had been done during a time of much sexual activity, as Mike had been using Collin like a ragdoll, almost nonstop. Mike again grinned to himself as his slave really was going to town on his cock, all he had to do was lean forward and feed it to him.

To finish the setup, as a safety precaution and to make sure, step one was to take two fitted nylon bands, which fit on Collin’s cock and were very snug. Mike had carefully rolled them to the base of his 6” decently thick cock. This alone made it harder to cum, and if you did manage to, one really had to work to pump that cum though that pressure. The next two were the piece-de-resistance., and that would be two triple thick, Magnum condoms. Mike rolled one of the condoms into place, and on this you did not add any lube to the inside of the condom. You also made sure the dick was good and dry, before rolling the first condom into place. Every time that Mike did this to someone, the final part of the setup was his favorite. That was just running a second XXX-thick magnum condom over the first one and making sure everything was good and snug. Selling it was the fun part:

He told Collin, “You have done such a good job serving me the past few days I am going to reward you. You have been caged during much sexual activity as of late, so you must be frustrated. I have you set up so that you can jerk yourself off or play with yourself with the gloves. While you are playing with yourself, to keep you honest, I am going to make you suck my cock as you do it. I would make damn sure it makes me feel good if you plan on continuing to get to play with yourself. If you I find your performance lacking in any way, I can stop this at moment’s notice. Do you understand?”

This to Mike was true BDSM, plus it also had a very dark duality to it. The act was funny, in the absurd, but it was something that would still turn you on. The situation had verified that Collin did not have any idea of how much control Mike had over him. It went the same way it had always gone; Collin began to work his hands desperately on his own cock, with it in a sort of pincer hold between the gloves. Then Mike had offered the slave his hard cock and it was soon deep in Collin’s mouth and his dicksucking skills had improved tenfold. He was really attacking it and sucking for all his worth as he continued to work his dick.

Mike was also keenly aware, that for right now, Collin was already feeling the pain of the overall denial. That was just for a very short time, then there would be plenty of that for him. Mike could already feel what it would be like when they swung onto that other extreme. Like now Collin wanted to cum so bad his eyes were crossing. How would it be after he had when he had been made to go several times and then, secured down and left with a self-lubricating fuck machine milking him and left for some time. It was as he had told him, he was all about extremes. So, if he was attracted to you, and you were willing, he loved taking people to them.

Mike’s spinal cord radiated with pleasure so much, it almost hurt, and this might be the best instance he had yet to experience of letting someone truly suck your dick under their own power; with no help from him. This little cocksucker was slamming it out of the park. The thing that was driving Mike so wild about this was the nature of this game. His slave would have no way of knowing and it would take a few times to figure it out. In simple terms, with those bands restricting the slave’s urethra, and not one but two triple thick condoms on his dick. Then consider there was little to no moisture available, so Collin continued to work on himself and work on himself. Mike knew that with the bands, the two thick condoms and only using the padded gloves that Collin would do as they all did. He would jack on that dick of this way till he tired out, but he could not generate enough of the good stimulation to his cock that would yield a result. He would play with himself and play with himself for hours if allowed to do so because his being so horny was driving him.

When you did stuff like this to people, it was sort of like a force multiplier that was just being applied to sex. At this point Collin was so turned on, he never stopped to think that he was not getting enough stimulation to make himself cum. He was nothing but a cloud of fully charged sexual energy because his body was expecting the normal relief it always got when he manually jerked himself. He was so hot, that Mike would have believed he was trying to use his tongue to personally massage every molecule that made up Mike’s big cock. All Mike had to do was stand there and watch the show and as stated, lean forward and feed Collin his cock.

Mike thought to himself, ‘This is why people like me enjoy this stuff so much.’ It was not hard to figure out when one considered it. Objectively speaking some of the things he had done to Collin had not been so great. Many people might think this was bad, yet Mike was unconcerned. Something about it worked with the right type, the proof was he was most likely now receiving the best comprehensive blowjob he had ever gotten in his life The sight of Collin, jerking his dick so energetically and sucking on his dick at the same time so furiously. The way the game rigged made Mike get a bit hotter. Collin’s dick sucking skills had come a long way in a short time and he was slurping away with them right now. Mike looked over at the live feed to his favorite site he would broadcast most of the image to. One thing you would never see was his face. He wondered just how many naughty people were out there, right now, spanking their monkey’s as they watched his slave’s efforts to use his mouth to bend space/time around his big cock.

Collin was frustrated that he was not able to get himself to respond to what little stimulation he could provide. So, in his desperate state he had lashed out at the only target available and had first taken Mike’s cock into his mouth and planned to suck his unfairly big cock into oblivion.

As he obliviated it, just above him, was Mike with a look of sheer pleasure on his face. He was looking straight down at this and would occasionally let a stream of spit trail down to the shaft of his cock. Collin would suck that down as well, and he continued to eagerly suck. Mike had been lucky to run across this one. He had almost preternatural good looks and was just naturally sexy. What few times they had played around prior to the weekend had been tame. They had jumped into hyperspace now and were really going to hit some of those extremes.

Collin continued to try and jerk himself and found the way he had been restrained was not conducive to stretching much or arching his spine. This was different, he had never considered it, but yes guys that arch and stretch a great deal during sex, increases the feeling and strength of the orgasm they have. He had watched pornographic videos where guys could lie there and do nothing more but keep stretching their legs in a certain way. Then strain against and then relax them would erupt like Krakatoa without ever touching themselves. So, he went as fast as he could with his padded hands and was deep throating Mike and it was making loud slurping sounds as he pushed the big dick down all the way it would go in his throat and then pull off it.

Mike reached down and grabbed his hair roughly and slowed him down a little bit as he had really been pouring it on. It was feeling magically good, so he wanted it to last a bit longer. He could also hear the sound the fabric was making on the outside of the thick condoms on his slave’s dick. He was trying so hard, and he would be doing so for quite some time yet. The people watching the feed saw whoever was standing above Collin as he worked and had been spitting on his cock as Collin sucked on it. Reach a hand down and pat him on the cheek like he was some kind of pet.

Mike had started thinking of his slave trying so hard to get himself off and not being able to, he had, without noticing to shove Collin’s head up and down as his big cock slid in and out of his mouth. There was the familiar tingle, so he thought, Collin old boy, hope you are thirsty. For the benefit of the viewers and for himself he used his hands to tilt his slave’s face upward towards him.

“Open up good and get that tongue out, your reward is almost ready.”

Holding his head tilted up, Mike ran is dick in and out of Collin’s mouth a few more times then reached a hand in and jerked, and he started blasting Collin’s mouth and tongue as he shot his big load.

The watchers on of the site could hear a voice that must be the person shooting cum all into Collin’s mouth spoke. You could tell he was having an orgasm by the way he sounded.

“Oh, fuck yeah slave. A mouthful of what you exist for, look up into my eyes while you swallow that.”

The person’s whose head you could not see added some spit to the cum that was jetting into Collin’s mouth. It dribbled onto his tongue from above.

Mike said, “That felt good slave, you have become a champion deep throat artist in a very short time. I am afraid that you have a whole lot to learn, yet, but you may be one of the best cocksuckers in the world by the time I am done with you. I am going to set up a digital clock and put say, ten minutes on it. You have till it counts down to 0 to make yourself cum. If you have great, if not the belt goes back on.”

Mike walked away with an evil grin on his face and Collin Jerked away at himself. Mike went and sat down at his computer station and hit his bong a couple of times. On his computer screen was a live feed video being fed out onto the internet of his slave, trying to desperately to do what he most likely would not be able to accomplish. He looked at the chat feed that had started up in this room and read some of it.

AmbrosiaCock: Man, that guy is really trying, lol, poor fellow.

BlueBallz: He must really be hot under the collar, I thought he was going to inhale that dude’s big dick.

FaceRape69: Oh, this is Fotomara69’s room, fuck, he puts on the most intense breath play stuff.

BlueBallz: That little guy does not have a dick, it looks more like a telephone poll.

HerkMan’s-Bitch: You would know if that guy was in you.  That is something I would like to know.

Mike sat there and read as the chat scrolled by, till the digital alarm on the countdown clock was beeping.

He walked back over to Collin who was still furiously trying to get himself off.

“Stop playing with yourself and lay your forearms onto the arms of the chair. Also, scoot to the edge of the chair so I can get good access to your cock and balls.”

Collin stopped, scooted into position, and placed his forearms onto the armrests of the chair.

Mike strapped his arms down and removed the padded gloves. He left the room for a minute and came back in with a small metallic rolling table and some rags. As he passed his computer, he killed his feed and sat down close to Collin. He reached down and rolled first then the second thick condoms off his dick and the last one there was a liberal amount of precum that oozed out the end of Collin’s dick. This was back to Mike’s central philosophy again. If a person is sitting next to a partner who has a pool of precum there are one of two types of people; A person that takes their finger and scoops it off and puts their finger into their mouths and sucks it off, or just leans down and puts the head in their mouth and uses their tongue to lick it clean, is a bottom. Mike did what a dominant Master does. He used his forefinger and index fingers together and cleanly scooped it off the end of Collins cock. He moved the fingers up to Collin’s lips who obediently opened them, so he shoved the fingers in his mouth. He watched as Collin eagerly licked his own precum off the end of Mike’s fingers.

“Just like mom used to make good isn’t it, bitch?”

“Mm, mm.”

He took a rag and dipped it into the water, which was cold, he had the bowl sitting in the refrigerator. He took it and laid it on Collin’s cock and ball sack, and he jumped a little in reflex to the cold. He then wet the rag down thoroughly in the cold water and left it in contact with Collin’s skin as he carefully wet down Collin’s dick and balls. The caused Collin to exhale loudly and Mike slowly rubbed the rag around his private area. When he was good and dripping wet Mike set the rag back into the bowl and put some spray soapy foam onto his ball area and dick.

Collin moaned a little bit as Mike massaged it in, on the balls sack and slicked his hard rod down and swirled his finger around on the head of Collin’s dick.

Mike said, “You have a nice piece of equipment there and it has to be taken care of.”

Collin said, “Thank you Master, that is cold but feels good.”

Mike slid his hand around and carefully took the shaft into one of his hands and got a tight grip on it. He very slowly, slid it up and down. It looked like Collin’s eyes were going to roll back into his head. He was going very slowly but ran his hand from top to bottom.

Mike said, “See, sucking some guy’s dick, or letting them put me in whatever position they like and fuck me is just not really me. Though in reverse order and sign me up. From a purely tactile standpoint it feels nice to lightly stroke your soapy dick. I know it feels good to you, since it has been so long since you have got to get off.”

Mike stopped and took a couple cups full of water and slowly poured the ice-cold water over Collin’s balls and cock rinsing the soap off. Mike watched carefully as the expressions that played across Collin’s face. He looked like he was all over the place now.

He asked Collin, “What are you feeling?”

Collin moaned a little first and answered, “Master, I know the water is cold, but it feels hot against my skin. I have never wanted to cum so badly, but I know that will only happen when you decide it will.”

Mike had dried him off nice and crips and said, “That is right slave.”

Mike had grabbed Collin’s balls and was squeezing the hell out of them, and it caused the slave to groan in pain. Mike had the cup part of his chastity belt ready and kept the steady pressure on the balls as he watched his hard cock fold and begin to shrink. Making Colin lose his hard on was not once again making Mike’s cock stir again. It did not take long, now that he had practiced it enough to have Collin’s cock neatly locked away behind the cage. He took the restraints free from the arm rests and Collin stood up. Mike stood almost nose to nose with him.

He told Collin, “Open your mouth and stick your tongue out.”

Collin did and Mike took a few minutes spitting his mouth full. When he was done, he reached out and took his right hand and placed his fingers in Collin’s lower chin and pushed his mouth shut.

“Swallow that and follow me, we are going to take a nap. Then we will find some other way for you to amuse me.”

The two headed off towards Mike’s bedroom….