King of Bondage

I was always a very sexy guy. Right from when I was young I was forced by my uncle to build as much muscle as I could without causing major damages to my body. I thought that it was part of adapting to farm life, but I saw there was more to that. For some reason when I finished puberty, the only hair on my body was on my head, my gorgeous eyelashes, and my eyebrows. There was slight growth of a Goatee on my face, but it almost never grew and I always shaved it when it came up.

But none of that mattered for I would no longer be a farm boy. At the age of 21, I became the heir to the king of Verona! Verona was a constitutional monarchy, but boy was I ever excited to be a king! I only had the chance to shower and then put on my jockstrap, my underwear, and my pants on before the men came to take me to the kingdom in a fancy Carriage-like vehicle only it had multiple carriages together, sort of like a train but it was a lot more like a car. I bid my uncle goodbye and I got in, where my new life began!

Not long into the ride, I got comfortable, and everything was nice. However, I found this slice of cake with a sign that said “Eat Me!”. Being a little peckish, I took a bite, and it was loaded with great flavors, even the a new flavor that I have never tasted before and cannot put it into words. I decided I liked it. So I continued to eat, and then once I was done, I collapsed back onto the cushions, and I felt extremely horny. I looked around, closed the blinds, and then I was overwhelmed with intense need to cum! I had to throw off my pants, underwear, and jock to satisfy my dick, which was more erect than I ever saw it get before. I was also overwhelmed with the feeling you get when you haven’t cummed in a week and you want to get your rocks off somewhere. 

I tried rubbing my dick, but it wasn’t working. I couldn’t satisfy myself with my hands, and somehow it was making my feeling escalate and my dick only got harder. I did not even know it could get any harder, and at this rate I could lift a 1 ton weight with my dick! I wanted to enjoy this, but the cum continued to build up, like my balls were going to burst!

I looked around and I found a drawer with a golden Fleshlight in it. My uncle trained me to memorize every sex toy available, and even at the age of 18 I started learning how they felt and how to use them. So I grabbed the fleshlight, and I noticed it had a tube attached to it, but I didn’t pay any attention to it. My dick stretched to its full 8 inches, and when I put the Fleshlight on, it felt softer than any fleshlight I put my dick in, and even was softer than the softest ass I ever fucked. I laid back and stretched my arms behind me and kicked forward a bit. However, then I realized that it wasn’t actually a fleshlight. It was an automatic milker. 

I was shocked, but by the time I tried moving I found that two stuffed animals, one a bunny and the other a bear, were holding my hands like the softest handcuffs, and I found my legs immobilized too, stuck in some pillows that have been sewn into the couch. The Milking machine then somehow automatically applied lube as it worked, which was a plus. However, instead of panic, I enjoyed it. I let it do its job, as it was working. I was already the most comfortable man on earth, I had a milking machine fuck me and it helped me feel better. Besides, I love bondage. Whenever I get tied it turns me on and I tend to shoot the best loads in bondage. Eventually, after the last good load. I fell asleep.

That was when I had a crazy dream, but it was a lot like looking at a photo album with just one moment of sound. It was really blurry. One of them was of this strange house in the middle of nowhere. One was of a bunch of strong men bathing me while saying stuff like  "We got a lotta muscle to wash" and "Such a hunk!". One was of men oiling me down, and I saw a very big man watching.

I then woke up in a bedroom in something more luxurious than the carriage. I was in a much more comfortable king sized bed than the ones at home, but I found that I felt so extraordinarily clean that it beat even the most cleansing of baths. I also noticed that my body shimmered like freshly polished gold. My arms were stuck to the silver bed-board by some kind of soft, puffy restraints and I felt my legs unable to move, but I heard some beautiful music that felt very calming. 

There was something on my bedside table saying "say awake to get started!" I said the word, and I saw a large tv screen turn on and there was a little, smiling pixel face, and I smiled back. I could feel my legs moving up closer to the head, but stopped halfway, and two metal arms that came out of the bed board lifted me into a position where I sat upright, my pecs, abs, and every muscle of my torso was on display. The face said,"I am Queri. The artificial assistant for the kings. I can answer questions for you, just ask!" I asked it where I was, and it said,”You are on a train to the Kingdom of Verona. I have been instructed to keep you in this room until your viser enters.” The TV screen switched to the silhouette of a hulking figure, similar to the big man from my dream. 

Queri fed me breakfast, not like I could use my arms anyway. However, I tasted a the same wonderfully weird flavor from before. I relaxed a bit and then the feeling of the need for cum began to return. I at first ignored it, but it started building up exponentially. I looked around, but if I couldn’t move I couldn’t use anything. As if that wasn’t bad enough, my 8 inch dick went full mast, rising above the sheets, pressing itself against my abs, and the urge for cum rose so high that I felt like I was going to have my balls burst. I yelled “QUERI, QUERI!” and Queri’s face reappeared on the TV screen, and it said “My liege, is there a problem?” and I explained my plight and It said “Not to worry! I will take care of it!” as it used the baseboard’s robot arms to first fully expose my Dick and move it into a certain position, then a robotic arm from the baseboard put a shiny milker on my Dick. It felt good as I cummed, load after load, and I started to ease up. 

As my dick was basically a fountain of cum for the next half-hour, I decided to ask Queri the question on my mind. What was in the food that super-stimulated my prostate. A loading icon appeared on the screen for a while, and once Queri’s smiling face reappeared it said “The food has a stimulant? Well, the thing is the viser has us put in a weird ingredient that might be responsible. I am not sure what it is, but he still has me use it on every heir.” I asked why the milkers have tubes, and it said,”The council want to collect your cum in order to run tests. I’m not allowed to tell why.“ I asked why I woke up super clean, and it said that before the train ride, I was taken to a supreme bath house before and the Viser was there. I asked why I never got any clothes, and they said,”You have the highest muscle mass out of every king I have ever scanned. So nobody felt the need to bring your clothes with them.” I asked why I was in bondage, Queri said “It's part of your training to be a king.” Queri then gave me some food and water and then shortly afterward I was put back in the rest position. However, I felt something get shoved in my ass. It felt like a dildo.

I woke up to the feeling of my dick trying to cut through the bed and the sensation of needing to cum. When I asked Queri to set up the milker, it instead first measured my dick, which somehow grew up to 8.5 inches overnight! Queri put on a slightly bigger Milker, and I asked what article of clothing was actually brought onto the train. It said “Well we brought a pair of underwear and a pair of pants. And look at that, the viser is here. Time for your makeover!" 

Queri's face turned red, and I didn't know if that was a good sign. Queri’s robotic arms grabbed my head and put a pill in my mouth along with some water, and then put in an expensive gag. I tried to ask what was happening, but then it was somehow cleaning me to make me shine. It felt good, but it took off the milker and then it cleaned my dick too! I couldn’t speak as the gag was allowing me to breathe, but all of my words were muffled to the point of only one sound could come out of my mouth. My body shone like polished gold again, and then the milker wasn't put back on. On one hand, the urge to cum was not as bad, but my dick was at full mast, hard pressing itself against my abs and I think it broke its erection record yet again because it just got bigger. 

Queri said, "The Viser will see you now." And then the finishing touches were put on me and my body. Something for my nipples, a ring around my ball sac, and a nice little bow was placed on my abs. I was reduced to a gift? But who I was for opened the door. 

The hulking man. He was draped in a cloak, and Queri said,"This is the Viser. Viser, let me say that he was a good sub. He even has the most muscle mass out of all the kings." I wanted to plead for him to let me go, but the gag silenced me. The Viser approached me like a wolf who just found their prey, and he then threw off his cloak, revealing his hulking figure and rippling muscles. He said this,”I’ve been waiting for this moment.” as he stared down my smooth, muscular, and shiny body. 

What was he going to do to me?