Jack's Ordeal as Muscular Sex Slave

“Remember that if you resist or relax your muscles, your comrades will suffer” General Kuroda warned his favorite American subject, Jack McConnell, of the stakes for disobedience and failing to keep up with his lewd demand.

Dressed in nothing but a drenched white brief, the thirty-year old rugged American prisoner of war was made to kneel on the ground by his captor as he gulped and gripped the ends of the pole that was placed just behind his hips. He had slightly raised the pole up to his hip level, allowing the muscular striations on his biceps to contract.

After seeing a nod from Kuroda, Jack then squared his shoulders and tensed his core muscles to provide his audience – Kuroda’s trusted right hand men - the most majestic view of a male physique that they have ever witnessed.

“Splendid” says Masaki, one of Kuroda’s guests, admiring the musculature of Jack’s deep pectoral lines to the crevices of his eight abdominal muscle mounds with his hungry eyes.

To Kuroda’s guests’ delight, Jack’s muscles looked extra pumped that night thanks to the two hour gruelling workout that the poor hunk had been subjected to prior to this. Trails of veins were visible across his glistening pecs and abdominals which in themselves were quite a spectacle as the muscles undulate in between Jack’s breath.

General Kuroda made it another requirement for his sexual conquest to work the sweat before every of these sessions. The objective is clear: so that he, along with whomever he fancies to participate, could relish Jack’s muscles and body in their most prime.

In contrast to Jack’s astounding shape, the fifty year old Japanese general was chubby and short. But the lack of physical prowess was made up by his acumen and brilliance which had brought him successive wins over the wars that he had led.

Such track record had also secured himself the Emperor’s favour, so much so that the Emperor would tolerate even  his lewdest demand, such as allowing him to collect a handful of captives as his very own sexual prisoners, when homosexuality was frowned upon by the society.

Jack was his latest prized prisoner. The rugged American possessed facial features that the Greek gods even envy: Piercing green eyes and dark hair, with jaws that could cut glass. But it was the stud’s magnificent physique that caused Kuroda’s heart race the moment he saw him.

Jack had a perfectly round shoulders as well as pectoral muscles that bulged out when he held his hand behind his back. Topped with coin-sized nipples, Jack’s chest was so riveting that Kuroda had to restrain himself from sucking the studs’ nubs and violate Jack’s body when he captured the soldier.

And then there was Jack’s 3D eight packed abdominals that ripples every time he breathes.  He knew it then that he had to have Jack as his personal muscle toy.

For over the next five months,  Jack has been subjected to the most unimaginable physical and mental tests by the diabolical Japanese general. And the American soldier had no choice but to endure them as the life of his remaining men in captivity also depended upon his compliance.

Jack owed his life to his comrades after everything that they have done for him and the country.

Knowing Jack’s resolve to save his teammates, Kuroda took advantage of the circumstance and has continued to push Jack’s limit further every since.

“Did you put on the sensitising lotion on your nipples like I told you to?” Kuroda then jeered at Jack in front of his two audience, clearly intending to humiliate the hunk further.

With heavy heart, Jack gulped and nodded.

The Japanese general smiled and then placed his hand on Jack’s traps.

Taking that as a cue to maintain proper form, Jack broadened his shoulders, causing his pectoral muscles to swell, and kept his torso tight while he started breathing through his chests. This allows his eight packed abdominals to remain flexed at their most.

The muscular hunk could sense every eyes in the room sizing up his heaving upper body like predators waiting for  their feast, and he loathed every moment of it.

“Very good.” Kuroda then moved behind Jack as he placed his hands onto the American subject’s bulging traps.

Kuroda’s finger them began to slither down until he found Jack’s protruding and defenceless nipples.

He started to slowly caress them in circular motion.

“Ahhh” Jack threw his head up and moaned from the sensation emanating from his then super sensitive nipples.

Not long after, Kuroda’s left hand swiftly grabbed onto the Jack’s underwear band and pushed it down to reveal the American’s already throbbing 8 inch cock while his right hand continued on kneading the sensitive nubs.

In less than 15 seconds, Jack’s penis became hard as rock and was throbbing everytime Kuroda intensified his caressing motion on the stud’s nipples.

“As you can see, the oil had amplified the nerve endings on his nipples.” Kuroda then explained. “I had asked him to put a generous amount for tonight, enough to keep him always hard through the night” He stared at his guests and then grinned while he continued on rubbing on Jack’s nipples.

“I am speechless” Satoru, Kuroda’s other guest said as he brought his pants down and started to stroke his own cock while he watched the sight of Jack being subjugated and humiliated by his nipples, despite his robust frame.

Satoru moved closer to where Jack was kneeling, and reached out to place his other free hand onto the stud’s flexed abdominals. His fingers started to trace the muscular contour, studying the details with intent and looking for imperfection.

Alerted by Satoru’s touch, Jack slightly crunched his abdominals, massaging Satoru’s pointing finger in between the crevices of his abdominals.

“Ohhh” Satoru moaned as he felt the warm muscles undulating in between his fingers every time Jack breathes.

Not wanting to miss the fun, Masaki quickly joined the party by caressing Jack’s bulging biceps and back. Jack jerked his hip forward when he felt Masaki’s finger probing his anal hole, but Kuroda was quick to keep the hunk steady in his position, forcing Jack to endure the humiliation like a stead.

“As you relish his hard earned muscles, I want to make sure that we also don’t waste much of his potent cum” Kuroda said as he held what appears to be a cock plugger in his hand.

“Unlike usual plugger, this one could expand and become hot when it detects fluid nearing the system” The general explained.

Jack looked horrified when he saw the rod reaching his piss slit. It was the first time that Kuroda ever introduced the device. His heart started to race.

As soon as it penetrated Jack’s slit, the poor American soldier groaned in both pain and pleasure.

‘Gaaaaarrrgghh!” He felt the rod filling his penis up as if it was made for it. Kuroda intentionally pierced it slowly to let Jack endure the prickling feeling. It further dove until it hit the base of his cock.

Jack gritted his teeth and saw the instrument jutting out of his sensitive organ in shock.

“That should do it. Now, you don’t have to worry about wasting anything!” Kuroda exclaimed as he walked to the lounge chair in front of the kneeling muscular hunk and sat there.

He then stared into Jack’s eyes and smiled when his subject closed his eyes and let out a loud moan as soon as Masaki and Satoru latched their tongues on his sensitive nipples.

“Ohhhhhrggggggghhh!”

Jack felt an immediate electric sensation from his nipples reverberating across every nerves in his body. The sensitising oil has rendered his strong  physique useless against the seemingly benign yet skilful tongues of his perpetrators, who had also started to suck the areolas and liberally caress Jack’s muscles.

Amidst the chaos, the American soldier felt two hands gripping his bulging biceps, forcing his arms to stay put in his place. Masaki has also placed his other free hand on the stud’s already fully erect cock, slowly stroking it, while Kuroda was focused on kneading Jack’s rippling abdominal mounds.

Their touches were gentle at first, but they become bolder as soon as the men become excited and comfortable, intensifying the already intense experience and making it more difficult for Jack to regulate the sensation in his body.

He felt the urge to cum building less than a minute later, as he gripped the poles and contracted his core muscles to brace himself of what’s to come.

“Ffarghh!” Jack felt the cum being expelled from the base of his cock but not one drop came out as the rod inflated and heated the inside of his member to force his cum back into his testicles.

Jack bulged his eyes out and groaned in distress as his body curled forward in distress.

Masaki and Satoru had paused their assault to watch Jack respond to the ruined orgasm. The hunk’s chest were heaving at every breath.

“That’s amazing” Masaki was in awe at how the rod has really kept the cum from flowing out of Jack’s cock. He held the throbbing member in his hand, which caused Jack to groan again since his cock felt extra sensitive.

“If I may request” Masaki then continued. “Since the rod is so effective at keeping his cum at bay, what if we just lather his entire body with the sensitising oil?”

The still reeling hunk was horrified when he heard the daunting request. He could feel his stomach churning.

The General had always thought of the idea before but he was never too sure that Jack, or any man for that matter, could endure it all without passing out. A non responsive sex toy would make the experience less enjoyable for him and his guests since he liked to see his subjects awake while enduring any torture he has in mind.

Nevertheless, Kuroda was also not fond of displeasing his guests. So he had to be creative.

“That is quite a proposition” Kuroda replied while he raised himself up and walked to the crowd.

He then looked down at the panting hunk and grabbed a hold of his hair, forcing him to face his perpetrators.

“What do you say to that request, boy?” Kuroda whispered loudly into Jack’s ears.

With his eyes half closed, the American soldier looked at Masaki and Satoru who were sitting impatiently in front of him with their hungry eyes, blatantly sizing up his undulating muscles. He began to tear up, understanding very well that he had no option but to oblige and endure the potentially insurmountable level of sensory overload that is about to come.

“Please use my body as you wish, Sir...” The captured soldier said with heavy heart, as he clenched his fists, flexed his cores and jutted his pecs out.

With exception of the defeated prisoner, everyone in the room smiled immediately after hearing such response.

“We got the subject’s permission!” The General exclaimed, acting like he is surprised by the response.

Forcing his subject to let out a verbal submission was part of his plan to amplify the experience, which proved to be successful judging from how Masaki and Satoru’s cock jumped immediately after hearing Jack’s reply.

“...But to ensure we have a seamless experience for you to cherish his hard earned body...” Kuroda then continued. “Perhaps it is best to secure him to the Chair”

The Chair is Kuroda’s ultimate torture instrument, designed to inflict maximum humiliation and sexual suffering for the subject. He has only used it on Jack once since he captured the soldier, who remembered the last experience all too well.

Kuroda released the restraints on Jack’s arms and pushed the hunk to walk towards the diabolical chair.

He then told Jack to sit on the metallic stool that are supported by three legs.

Unlike typical stool, it has a large hole in the center that housed an eight inch mechanical silicone dildo just beneath it. Jack gulped remembering how the menacing instrument once penetrated his insides like a heartless machine.

There were also flashback of the jolting sensation in his anus, thanks to the electrical nodes that are implanted throughout the skin of the dildo that are attached to a generator next to the chair. It was enough to give Jack a pause from sitting on the stool.

But Kuroda’s hands on his traps forcefully brought him to reality, as he slowly lowered himself to sit on the uncomfortable chair.

The lewd General then secured Jack’s neck onto the chain collar that are attached to the metallic extension behind him. The extension was set at 60 degree angle to the floor.

Jack’s legs and thighs were also secured to the legs of the chair, virtually limiting his movements.

To his guests surprise, the American soldiers’ bulging arms, were left unrestrained as they dangled by his sides.

“I intend to provide everyone a nice gun show for the night” Kuroda then explained the reason for it as he uncovered two cable handles from the floor below Jack’s arms. He then ordered Jack to hold onto the handles at 90 degree angles, allowing his biceps to bulge perfectly.

The cables were connected to the pulley behind the chair and onto what appears like a clawlike metallic apparatus that are attached to the back of the chair.

“Slowly lower the cable” The General then ordered.

The claw started to come alive and wrap themselves around Jack’s core. When Jack fully let the handles down, he felt the metallic nails prodding onto his shredded obliques, causing him to grunt.

What came next caught the stud by surprise.

Almost suddenly, he could feel a sudden surge of electricity from the metallic fingers, forcing him to contract his abdominals and core muscles to their extreme.

“Gargh!” Jack instinctively raisedn the cable bars again, to free himself from the metallic claw hands.

By then, Masaki and Satoru have already figured out how diabolical the instrument of torture is.

“You’re genius!” Masaki exclaimed as he extended his left hand to hold onto Jack’s then flexed football-like biceps again.

“I have purposefully set the cable weights to moderate level” Kuroda then explained. “...enough so that his biceps could bulge out perfectly for us to appreciate for sometime until he can no longer keep his arms up”

As he explained, the sadistic General generously poured over the sensitising oil over Jack’s shoulders, arms, pectoral muscles and abdominals. He then spent more than 10 seconds to pour them over Jack’s genitals and balls, leaving the best for last.

Masaki and Satoru were then given the privilege to massage and spread the oil evenly onto every corner of Jack’s muscles and body.

Jack’s heart pounded rapidly as he felt the oil being lathered on his physique. He was screaming internally, knowing that he would not be able to withstand any sensory stimulation from the amount of oil that Kuroda had put on his skin.

It took about three minutes for Masaki and Satoru to finally finish massaging Jack’s muscles with the oil. By that time, the hunk could feel his arms struggling to keep the cable handle.

Knowing that his core would get zapped, he gritted his teeth and took long breath to prepare for what is to come.

“Gaaaaggghhhh!” Jack threw his head up when the claw started to pierce onto his obliques and send electric jolts as soon as he dropped the cable handles, forcing his eight packed abdominals and entire core muscles to contract. Due to the restraints, no matter how much he moved his body, he couldn’t escape the grip of the claws.

For the next twenty seconds, he endured the electric sensation like a stead.

When he felt the strength in his arms recovering, he tried to lift the handle to free himself from the agony. However, he could feel the weight of the cable suddenly becoming very impossible to lift.

“There is a two minute interval for the abdominal torture for every time he let the weight go...” Kuroda then explained from the background as the hunk continued to groan. “...that should give ourselves some time to cherish these beautiful muscles”

Kuroda slowly prodded on Jack’s contracted abdominals with his fingers, tracing the deep crevices and admiring the firmness of the muscular tissues amid the tension.

For Masaki, witnessing Jack’s canyon-like abdominal muscles being forced to flex and ripple incessantly was euphoric to say the least.

Kuroda knew of Masaki’s fetish on a male abdominal and guided his guest to kneel to appreciate the muscles up close.

“Oh my god” Masaki gasped when he witnessed the undulating muscles inches away from his face. When he got the greenlight from Kuroda, the aroused guest didn’t take a while to dart his tongue and slowly lick in the mounds like an ice cream.

“Ohhhhhrggghh” The sensitising oil particularly had significantly increased the sensation such that a mere lap like this was enough to rile Jack’s cock up.

Jack moaned even louder as Masaki intensified his licking and started to gently gnaw on the muscle mounds. The combination of the jolting sensation from metallic claw and Masaki’s skillful tongue was enough to send the soldier to the brink of orgasm less than one minute later.

“Sssshhhhhhiiiiiii..ttt!” Jack’s upper body convulsed as he threw his head up and clenched his butt when he felt the orgasmic sensation overwhelming his senses.

For the second time, however, the rod in his piss slit prevented the stud from cumming and was also internally heating his cock’s insides. The feeling of pleasure immediately turned to pain as Jack gripped the bar handles tight.

And then the two minutes were finally up.

Jack let out another loud moan when he felt the claw releasing his mid section. Masaki also decided to stop his assault to watch Jack’s reaction to the overwhelming sensation in his body. He, too, couldn’t contain his excitement that he decided to spew his cum onto Jack’s abdominals, filling every crevices with his semen.

“Ohhh that was really good” Masaki groaned in relief.

Kuroda was pleased to see his guest appreciating his work and to witness Jack being able to endure it all without passing out.

“It’s your turn, Satoru” Kuroda then asked his other esteemed guest to take Masaki’s place.

Instead of kneeling, however, Satoru was made to sit on Jack’s lap. Kuroda had also forcefully pushed Jack’s throbbing cock down as to allow Satoru have an unobstructed view of Jack’s cum filled abdominals as well as his heaving pectorals, which are Satoru’s favorite part of a man’s body.

The General was all too keen to see his guest fully satisfied. Like a skilled pervert, he held onto Jack’s traps and forced the hunk to square his shoulders further, allowing his chests to expand and shoulders to bulge perfectly.

“Hold onto his biceps” Kuroda then guided Satoru.

When Satoru grapped onto Jack’s globe-like biceps, his own cock jumped after feeling up the hard muscles contracting beneath his fingers.

“He’s trained them for hours before this for you” the General continued, humiliating his subject and riling up his guest’s sexual urges at the same time.

“And those coin-sized nipples – these are made for your mouth” Kuroda said, giving a greenlight to Satoru to do as he wishes.

 Satoru was so riled up by then that it didn’t take a while for him to latch onto Jack’s right nipple and nibble on it.

“Gaaaargggghhhhhh!!”

Jack never felt a sensation so overwhelming like this.

His immediate reaction was to throw his head forward but the chain on his neck prevented him from thrashing his head around. He also tried to pull cable bar higher in his attempt to cover his upper body with his arms, but Kuroda had set the length of the cable such that it was impossible to lift them higher than 90 degree angle from the floor.

But as Satoru continued on feasting on Jack’s nipples, the American soldier couldn’t stop bucking around in his seat and he began to lose control of his body.

The General knew that a stimulation on the nipple would significantly be more challenging for Jack to endure and keep his posture.

The violent reaction had Satoru taken aback that he had to pause for a little to see whether he could continue.

“He is just getting used to this” Kuroda then tried to comfort him, while keeping his hands on Jack’s traps to keep the hunk’s posture in place.

While Satoru could see Jack clearly struggling, he was delighted to see the American soldier attempting to regain his form.

“Tell my esteemed guest to carry on, boy” The General continued to push Jack’s mental limit.

The poor American commander wanted so badly to retaliate and defy the order, but his willingness to keep his comrades’ from harm was so strong that he once again caved in.

“Please continue.. Sir..” He muttered in between his laborious breath and with his eyes half opened. To showcase his obedience, Jack even tried to clench his fists and puff his chests further as to allow the muscles on his body to contract even more for his perpetrators’ benefit.

Satoru watched Jack’s bodily response in glee and did not waste time to grope on the stud’s biceps and latch his tongue to Jack’s other nipple.

Jack’s eyed rolled up and he grunted in response to the repeat assault. This time around, however, he managed to keep his form relatively intact as Satoru was more gentle with his licking and gnawing at first.

But the sensation kept on building up in his body as Satoru further intensified his assault. In less than two minutes, Jack was brought to another dry orgasmic experience, with his cum being forcefully sent back to his testicles.

It was also just in time when Jack’s arms gave up, which again brought the focus of the torture back to his midsection as the metallic claws prodded it with electricity.

“Aaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!”

Aware that Jack is contracting his abdominals, Satoru stopped his assault on the nipple and moved his hand to insert his 6 inch cock into the middle crevice of Jack’s fully tensed up core.

“Ohh yeah” He gasped as he felt Jack’s abdominals and  sensation from the electricity massaging his member. He also began to move in thrusting motion, slowly absfucking the stud.

“Masaki, please join in the fun” Kuroda then signalled his guest to come forward and sit on the stool on the right side of where Jack was sitting.

“Press this button” Kuroda asked Masaki who didn’t waste anytime to do as he was told.

As soon as Masaki pressed on the button, Jack let out a very loud groan and jutted his chests out further.

“FUUCGRHH!!’

Kuroda explained that the button had activated the microbots that had been implanted inside Jack’s nipple ducts to vibrate and send electricity all over the hunk’s body. Coupled with the sensitising oil, it was enough to send Jack into another round of orgasm in less than 30 seconds.

Jack’s defenses were crumbling down by then and he was having tough time controlling his own bodily reaction.

Not wanting to see his subject pass out, Kuroda silently injected another chemical into Jack’s system, that is meant to keep the struggling hunk awake regardless of the amount of pain and pleasure he is experiencing. He has never used this on any human subject before, but was hopeful that Jack could be first to prove that the chemicals are indeed effective.

When he could see Jack was able to not pass out from second orgasm due to the vibrating nanobots, he then proceeded to step up the ordeal by activating the dildo machine.

“GAHhhHHHHH!” Jack groaned again when he felt the foreign object forcefully penetrating his anus.

Seeing everything happening at the same time, Masaki couldn’t contain his sexual urge and also began to bite and latch on Jack’s right nipple. This caused the American soldier to howl in sensory overload, with his head thrown up and eyes rolled up.

For over the next hour or so, Jack’s every sensitive points were violated to the extreme. And while his orgasm came at longer interview as time passes, the hunk still managed to cum for more than 20 times over the period, which was more than any male can do.

None of the stud’,s cum was spoiled throughout the ordeal.

When the ordeal finally came to the end, his ballsack became so engorged with semen and member so red from pressure on the insides. The ultimate edging experience had also further sensitised his genitals like never before.

While Jack has been denied of release, his perpetrators had freely cummed all over Jack’s face and body for more than 5 times.

The humiliated American hero limply sat on the chair, struggling to regulate his breathing following an hour long edging torture. The combination of sweat and cum, however, had accentuated the musculatures of his physique even more, enough to rile up his perpetrators’ sexual urges.

“I hope you find the show tonight satisfying so far” Kuroda then broke the silence as he walked towards the defeated soldier.

“So far..? Are you saying you still have a lot on your sleeves?” Masaki queried. He was spent beyond belief himself but hearing that Kuroda might have something else in mind was enough to get him aroused again.

“Well, aren’t you interested to taste the fruits of your labor?” Kuroda grinned as he gently rubbed on Jack’s enlarged balls.

“It’s time the milking session”