How We Became Pornstars

I was relieved to be about to be let off the cross... but that is not what happened...

Dan took my blindfold off and I saw him and Brett, stripped down, with rock hard glistening cocks. "That was hot as fire!" Brett exclaimed and walked over towards us. He wrapped his palm around my straining cock and rubbed its head with his palm. I moaned, my cock super sensitive from having just cum. "I may have an idea for his punishment." Brett suggested. Dan looked intrigued. "Follow me." Brett beckoned.

I was left alone still strapped to the cross. I saw red marks all across my body from the clothespins, and my cock was still hard as rock. I tried to pull against the bonds, but I was fully secured and unable to move.

I heard the door open, and Dan and Brett came back in with a machine that looked kind of like an old vacuum cleaner. "This," Brett said patting the machine, "is another invention of mine. This will be used to administer your punishment, and I'll get another ad out of it!"

Brett explained that this was his electrified milking machine, and I was going to be continually milked as my punishment. I started to protest, but Dan put the gag back in my mouth. Satisfied with his work, Dan turned to face Brett and the camera. And Brett hit record.

"Do you have a disobedient sub in need of punishment?" Dan asked the camera. "Does he cum without permission? You can make sure he learns his lesson with the electro-milker 500. This will continue to milk his cock and electrify it as long as you set it for. He will be sure not to cum without permission after this punishment."

Dan took the nozzle of the machine and slid it over my hard cock. I shivered as I felt the sheath engulf my ultra sensitive dick. He then attached a strap around my waist to keep the nozzle attached. My heart started to beat faster as I anticipated the beginning of my punishment. Dan noticed my nerves picking up, so he leaned in close to me. "Are you ready for your punishment, boy?" I whimpered into my gag.

Dan bent down and flicked a switch on the milker. It started to move the nozzle back and forth along my poor cock, I started to moan and groan into my gag. It felt so good, but my dick was so sore from having just cum. Dan clicked another switch and electricity shot through my dick, making me scream bloody murder into my gag. I pulled at my restraints- my dick felt like it was on fire but it was still rock hard and I could feel precum flowing out like a River.

"Fuuuck!" Dan was astounded by my reaction. He snapped back into character and addressed the camera again. "Now, just let your sub endure its punishment as long as you like."

With that Dan turned to face me, he wrapped his giant hand around me neck and stared directly into my eyes. "I don't care how many times you cum, boy. The more you cum... the more it's going to hurt."

And then Dan and Brett left the room. I was alone in the room on camera, with my dick being mercilessly tortured.

I was sweating and shaking. My dick was being rubbed by this machine and random bursts of electricity were being shot up and down the shaft. Even though I had only cum about two minutes prior, I could feel my balls tightening and my gut clenching. All of a sudden- I felt my dick shoot and I lost complete control of my body. My whole body was spasming in the bonds of the cross and I was howling like a wild animal. My few seconds of bliss were quickly and cruelly replaced by pure torturous overstimulation of my dick.

The machine continued to work its way up and down my sensitive cock, and the electricity continued to shoot lasers of painful pleasure all up and down my shaft. I had no idea how long Dan set the time for, but I knew I was going nowhere fast.

My heart was beating a thousand beats a minute and my whole body was rigid, trying to process the relentless overstimulation. I was howling into my gag, praying someone would hear me and release me from my predicament. But no matter how hard I yelled and begged, no one came to rescue me.

My head was swimming, and I lost complete track of time. Every now and then I would feel my balls contract as the machine milked another torturous load out of me. Each time it felt like a stream of lava was being forced out of my poor dick. Yet, somehow it stayed hard- and the machine never stopped.

I lost count of how many times the machine wrenched an orgasm out of me- but eventually my body had no more cum to give, but the milker was not done. It kept working my cock as I hung limply, defeated on the cross. Eventually- my body tried to cum again but nothing came out. It was the most intense stimulation I had ever experienced. I still can't decide if it was the most pleasure, or the most pain my cock had ever been through.

I was on the verge of passing out as my cock was still being stimulated mercilessly, when suddenly the door opened. In walked a beaming Dan. He switched off the machine and wrapped his arms around me still on the cross.
"You did such a great job, boy." He said. "I'm so proud of you."