In vino veritas - an Inspector comes

The Second Cumming

My name is James (or Jimmy to my friends). You may recall that I have posted a story (an Inspector Comes - In Vino Veritas) before which told off my first ever gay CNC adventure (which was thoroughly enjoyable). I have been asked if I ever went back and the answer is yes. This is the story of my second visit.

A couple of months had passed since the "cop" forced his way into my house and used me. In that time, things had changed. I had broken up with my girlfriend, though on a friendly basis. I had not tried to use a dating app (I think the days of nightclubs and bars had long gone). However, truthfully, I didn't know which one to use given that I now had a taste, pardon the pun, for men. This resulted in a fairly long dry spell when it came to sex. After a while, I decided that I needed to do something and remembered that I still had the card left by the "cop". I was so horny that I thought why not have another go.

So sober this time, I went to the website on the card and logged on. Drunk me had not been a complete idiot and had used an email address and password that were reserved for such sites. I was immediately welcomed back as a repeat user, my details were pre-populated. It said that my preferences had been saved but did I want to make any changes? Given that I couldn't remember what they were but that the first encounter of being face fucked, nipple torture, cock and ball torture, spanking, being fucked and then wanked seemed to sum up what I wanted, I said no.

I was given the option to change the safeword. Since I couldn't remember the first one, I did so but didn't expect that I would need to use based on past experience.

So after that all I had pay. Again, after a few days, I received the plain white envelope acknowledging payment. So I settled down for the knock at the door.

Nothing happened. Over the next few weeks, no one unusual came to my door and to be honest as time went on, it sort of slipped to the back of my mind.

One Saturday, I did my food shopping as normal. Parked in the carpark and went shopping as normal. On my way in I saw a car with its bonnet (or hood in the US) up with a call out van beside it. There was a mechanic working on the engine. I didn't really think anything of it and went shopping. When I came out with my groceries, both the car with its bonnet/hood down and the van were still there.

I put my groceries in the car and tried to start it. Nothing, the engine was dead. I tried again, swearing a little. Still nothing. I wondered what was wrong and who to call when I noticed that the van had pulled up beside me. Its rear side sliding door was at the driver's side of my car. The mechanic got out and asked me if I had a problem. I explained what had happened. He asked me to try again with the bonnet/hood up to see if he could help. I did so but still nothing. He went to his van and slid open the side door, got a tool and asked me to do it again. Still nothing. He asked me to get out of my car for him to try. I agreed and he slid into the driver's seat. He tried to start the car. 

Suddenly a hood was thrown over my head and, at least, 2 pairs of hands pulled me into the van. I was taken completely by surprise. I was pushed face down on the floor with a boot on each shoulder holding me down, my arms were pulled back and held. Lying there confused, I heard a car start, my car, and drive away. The driver's door on the van slammed shut and I felt it move off. I realised that I was back in the hands of the Company.

The trip must have lasted 10 to 20 minutes but to disorientated me, it seemed like ages. When the van eventually did stop, I was forced to my feet and frogmarched out of the van. I couldn't see but knew that I was taken into a building where there was an echo of the footsteps. No one spoke except me garbling out rubbish like "where are you taking me" etc.

Eventually, I was thrown to the ground and the hood removed. I realised that I was surrounded by 3 masked men. This was not what I had expected and, to be honest, my stomach dropped a bit at being used by so many if like the last time (if only).

One of them spoke "So the little femboy has come back for more men" He gestured to the others "we are certainly more men". He prodded me in the side with his boot "So weak and pitiful scum, that you had to come back for more. Think that you are a man, this is what we think off you. Strip". Shaking a little at the disgust expressed in his words, I did as ordered.

"Kneel" he said and once I was in position, he unzipped his trousers and produced his cock. The other two men did the same. Thinking that I was going to be made to suck, I opened my mouth. He laughed and gave a signal, 3 streams of hot piss hit me. "This is what we think of you, pussy. Something to be pissed on"

To be honest, I was shocked and a bit disgusted that I had agreed for me to go through this treatment. The men must have been storing their piss up for this as the shower went on for some time. I could feel the warm and smelly liquid run down from my head to my chest and beyond.

Once the men had finished shaking the last drop of piss from their cocks, they put them back into their trousers. Two of them grabbed my by under my shoulders, pulled me up and frogmarched me again.

The place was dark and I could hardly see where I was going. The rivulets of piss running into my eyes did not help. Suddenly a spotlight came on and I saw what looked like a chair. I noticed that most of the seat was missing. I was put onto where the seat should have been with my arms and legs fastened to place.

The leader spoke again "You are here to be punished for being the slime that you are. Last time was a walk in the park and still you want more. So be it". At that, the other man stepped forward and clamped my nipples with what looked like crocodile clips. They then attached similar clips to my balls. I whimpered as the sharp teeth bit into my flesh. To my horror, the masked tormentors attached wires to the clamps, the wires stretched into the darkness. The leader spoke
"Oh yes, we are going to electrocute you but you won't know when"

Clearly, not finished, one of the men put what looked like a cage on my cock. However, there was a "refinement", a slim piece of metal protruded from the cock head. If I hardened, it would go into my pee hole like a sound. To finish off, the spike widened the further it would penetrate my pee hole.

As the man stood back, I felt a jolt of pain that I had never felt before as electricity shot through my balls, I jerked and screamed. Then it was my tits. Back to my balls and then at random. I was screaming and writhing in the chair. Suddenly it stopped and I slumped gasping for breath with my eyes shut.

Suddenly I felt something at my ass hole. A tip of something cold and lubed. The guy, who had placed it, walked over to a box and pressed a button. Immediately, I felt something push against the muscle and then through it. My hole had recovered from the "cop's fucking and so was tight. This time there was no fingering to pre-stretch and I felt it. The object pulled out and then in again, a little further and more stretch. I realised, in horror, that the object was not a dildo shape. It was a cone with a rounded point. The further in it raped my ass, the wider it became. He pressed a couple more buttons and then left the machine to fuck and stretch my ass. I had no idea as to how it would go. Little Jimmy stirred and got harpooned by the spike.

The leader noticed and laughed "Look boys, the worthless cocker sucker likes being fucked. More fun for us later" and then another jolt went through my balls. All of the men laughed as I suffered. Insults about me as a man, degenerate and even as a human being were hurled at me.

The torture and humiliation seemed to last for hours. Suddenly it stopped. The leader said "Get him out off the chair and string him up". As I was pulled out of the chair, another spotlight came on. This time, it was a wooden St Andrews Cross. The electrodes were stripped off me roughly but the cage stayed on.

Taken to the Cross, my legs and arms were restrained. Still weak from the chair, I sort of hung there. Then I felt it, my arms were being drawn up along the cross. I was essentially on a rack. By the time, I was taut on the cross, I was in some discomfort but not painful. The pain came with the first lash. My body had no where to go but to take it. Again, I screamed and the bastards laughed. More lashes came. Then it was a cane to my ass cheeks. All the time, the men were insulting me. To be honest, I was in tears. It was becoming hard to take.

Then the fucking began. Each guy taking turns to fuck me in my stretched and ruined ass. Then more lashes, strokes, insults and then fucking. After a while, the leader said "Lets finish fucking him" So one by one they fucked and creampied me, still insulting me.

By this time, I will be honest, I couldn't take any more and babbled out the safe word. The leader asked me what I had said and I repeated the safe word. There was a pause and then I felt the strain from the rack go away. Hands now much gentler than before undid my restraints and I saw that the men doing it had removed their masks. The cage was carefully removed as my cock was still on the sound.

Hands gently held me under the shoulders and turned me towards him. Slumping I looked up and saw the face of the "cop" looking down at me with some concern. He and another man took me under the shoulders and another spot light came on. It looked like a doctor's surgery with a bed etc. I jerked a little and the "cop" said gently "This is for after care. Our med play room is somewhere else". He got me to lie face down, while the other guy disappeared. Then he started to apply a gel to my back and ass. Gently rubbing it in, made some of the pain go away.

The other man returned accompanied by a stranger, who looked over my back and ass "There will be some redness for few days but the salve will be enough" He rested his hand on my shoulder "You'll be fine. I'll leave you in Jason's, your Guardian Angel, caring hands". Then he and the other man vanished. So now I knew the "cop's" real name!.

As he massaged in the salve gently, I asked Jason what was meant when he was referred to as my Guardian Angel. Jason smiled and said it was Company policy when more than 1 guy was domming the sub. One would be the leader and another nominated as the Guardian Angel. It was the leader to hand out the treatment but as soon as the safe word was used, the Guardian Angel took over in relation to provision of aftercare and to ensure the wellbeing of the sub. As my Guardian Angel, he was there to take care of me and to make sure that I was ok.

Jason continued to rub the salve into my ass and back. Then he said to turn over. The issue was that little Jimmy free from his cage was taking full advantage of his freedom. In other words, I was as hard as wood. A little embarrassed I turned over. He laughed and said it wasn't the first time, he'd seen it. Jason then rubbed the salve onto my nipples and finally my cock and balls. The feeling was stupendous and so relaxing. I put my head back to enjoy the sensations. Suddenly, it felt different, even more pleasurable. I looked down as Jason, without losing eye contact, slid my cock into his mouth and sucked me.

It didn't take long for me to blow my load. Honestly, I saw stars, I had never come that strongly before. After licking his lips, Jason asked how I was feeling. I said that I was still a bit shaken. He nodded, came round and got onto the bed beside me and put his arm around my shoulders. We just lay side by side in silence.

About 10 minutes later, Jason put his hand on my chest and said that my heart rate appeared normal. Sadly, I said that I felt fine and Jason said that he would show me where the shower was (I had forgotten that I must have sunk of piss and sweat) and my clothes. 

After dressing, I was taken home in the van. My car was in the driveway and my groceries had been unpacked. I felt so tired after what had happened that I lay in bed but before dropping off I was remembering lying in Jason's arms.

I was definitely getting turned out by my handsome, sexy and gentle "cop".