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Andy lay, filled with the man's piss, his arse filled with the enema nozzle and his belly aching from the amount of liquid pumped into his hole.
The mask meant that he was totally removed from his surrounds. He could not hear or see. He could not tell if the man was there watching his pain or not but every so often the tubes in his nose filled with the amyl fumes and his head spun and his heart raced pushing his mind deeper into thought. He floated on the ecstasy of the events occurring to him and the chemicals being pumped into the mask. His mind drifted. The pain in his groin seemed to subside, his nipples seemed less painful, the cramps less violent. The silence and the blackness of the mask was all. His flaccid penis restrained in the brace began to grow as his inded drifted, then the pain from the constricting metal bands bit into his trance. He felt hands lightly touching his body. Then light! The mask came off. The dim gloom of the room seemed startlingly bright. The man stood in front of him. He smiled and pulled the dildo enema nozzle from Andy's arsehole. A flood of vile smelling liquid poured out and into the sluice that was below the cross. The man flushed the liquid away with a hose and then fitted the nozzle to it. Again he pushed the nozzle into Andy. Andy felt a rush of cold water flood his arse. He cramped almost immediately but the man simply stopped the water and pulled the nozzle out again and the water exploded out of Andy. The exercise was repeated three or four times more. "Boy, your arse is mine. I like to fill boys' arses with toys�" the man said as he held a large dildo in the form of a penis and slammed it into Andy's empty hole. Andy could barely react to the latest invasion of his body. His mind was so overwhelmed by the events of the last hours. "Boy soon you are going to meet a friend of mine. He will take those boy balls of yours and crush them, and skin that dick so tight you won't even want to get hard for the pain." The man looked down at his victim, laughing and at the same time his cock was getting hard in the rubber suit that he now wore. He placed the mask back over Andy's head and wafted the amyl down the tubes leading to Andy's nose. Immediately Andy's already excited senses exploded in his brain as the man moved the cross back into a vertical position. Andy hung, from the torture device once more. His brain swimming in the ecstasy that only a true slave can feel. The man smiled at his victim and turned leaving Andy to hang on the vicious device to await his gelding. Andy hung in the rubber-masked darkness. His cock was harder than ever as it strained against the brace device that ate into it. He knew that he would soon achieve his ultimate fantasy. He would soon be castrated and he knew he needed it to happen. ***** Andy sensed something. He tried to hear through the mask. Suddenly there was light. He blinked as he was jarred into consciousness. The man stood in front of him. He was not alone. The man grabbed his jaw and forced Andy's mouth open. " I want them gone too." He said the stranger. Andy's body tensed. The man continued his inspection of Andy's prone body. "I want him gelded and skinned. Make sure it is tight. I don't want his dick to have any loose skin at all. Scarify the glans as well. Open the urethra�.I want him ready for sounds play". The man said coldly. The stranger looked Andy in the eye. Andy shivered. The stranger's look was like ice. His face was long and thin as were his hands that gripped Andy's bound cock. His hands were cold too as they prodded and poked Andy's tortured genitals. "I think we can do a good job for you. He is sort of pretty �pity really that he is one of your toys!" the stranger said. Andy slumped in his bondage. The stranger started to leave the room. "Soon, Andy �soon �" the man said as he escorted the stranger from the room. Andy knew his wait was almost over�.
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