The next couple of weeks were pretty uneventful. I wanted to make sure he was well healed before I started torturing him again. He had a little infection problem with his nipple rings but we just treated them with antiseptic soap and they got better. He still had to keep them vacuum pumped every day and that probably added to the infection problem. Too bad for him. I wanted them to stay puffy so he was going to have to put up with some problems. I injected his testicles with the saline/silicone solution twice a week and they were getting a little bigger. I figured Nancy was being conservative on the size. I was pretty confident that I could get them as big as oranges with no problem. I hoped so. They looked so good with the skin of his ballsac all stretched tightly over his swollen testes. I really liked the look and the feel of them. Nancy had mentioned injecting them with Human Growth Hormone. She was going to do some research but, at first glance, it seemed like it would do the trick and would be a more permanent solution. I liked the idea of that. His urethra had healed up nicely and he was getting good at inserting the tampons. He left it out for a few days just to see if he would leak any urine. He didn’t but as soon as I touched him he would start leaking precum copiously and the tampon stopped that from leaking all over his slacks. Plus, I liked the idea of him wearing a tampon in his dick every day. It helped keep his peehole open for my finger fucking also. A win-win situation, at least for me. I had continued working on his asshole and colon. It was amazing. It still looked normal but, with just a little bit of lube, I could easily get my arm in him past the elbow and, if I lubed him up good and went at it slowly, I could get my entire arm inside of him. I loved doing it and I even think he was starting to enjoy it.

After Bill was totally healed from his medical and electrical procedures, we started our sessions again and I noticed that his balls were much more tender and things that wouldn’t have had him moaning, did now. I liked that. Less work for better results. The area available for needles was huge now. I could easily get 200 needles in him and still have room for more. I really like that. One evening I wrote my name in block letters on his swollen orbs. It took 150 needles and it looked pretty cool. I took a bunch of pictures to send to Dr. Nancy. She’d like them.

I had Vicky over a couple of times. She thought the new house and the new dungeon were the coolest things she’d ever seen. Plus, the growth in his testicles had her drooling. The first time she couldn’t believe how big his nuts were. She went gaga over them. They were so heavy and they felt so good in your hand, all hot and pulsing. She loved holding them in one hand and hitting them with the other. When she got tired, she’d just switch hands. I had bought some 3.5 inch needles and they weren’t long enough to go through both balls. In fact, they barely would go all the way through, from top to bottom, in just one ball. I needed to find some 6 inch needles. I loved the look as a needle went all the way through both balls and exited the other side. I could just sit and do that for hours, all the while my pussy would be dripping juices and I would have orgasm after orgasm while doing it. The last session we had with Vicky was a lot of fun for her. She’d arrived her usual half hour early. I was expecting that by now and had Bill all prepped for the session. I’d removed the big butt plug from his ass, took the vacuum pumps off of his nipples and pulled out his tampon. He was secured in the gyno chair with all of his assets available for our play. Vicky and I went down to the dungeon and closed the door. She was dressed in her Librarian’s outfit and I had on my abbreviated nun’s costume. We both had on black, fishnet thigh highs and our wonderful, ball smashing, 4 inch classic pumps. Bill’s eyes lit up when we walked in. I let Vicky snap the elastrator band on his balls. As always, his eyes registered the instant pain but in moments it was just a dull ache and he was just moaning a little. I had told Vicky about putting her entire arm in his ass but she hadn’t done it yet. Her arms were considerably bigger than mine. She was about 5 inches taller than me and probably weighed close to 160 or so. It was no problem getting her fist and forearm in him but she wasn’t having any luck getting past the elbow. Bill was making all sorts of noises. I lubed her arm up until it was coated with oil and then I put my weight behind her arm and it finally slipped past the elbow. It looked absolutely beautiful. Her big arm was in him at least 22 to 24 inches. She didn’t move for a few minutes and then she slowly started fucking his colon, going a tiny bit deeper with each thrust. It was so fucking erotic that I had to sit down for a minute before I was overcome with lust. I grabbed his leaking cock and shoved my middle finger in him, all the way to the third knuckle, and started finger fucking his dick. The precum was leaking all over my hand and his cock was coated with it. I almost thought he was going to cum but I knew he wouldn’t dare. Not without something to stop that nasty goo from getting all over. He knew how bad I hated that stuff. When we had got in the dungeon, I’d hooked a couple of snaps to Bill’s nipple rings and attached them to a pulley system above the chair. I reached up and grabbed ahold of the rope that ran through the pulley and started stretching his nipples. His eyes started watering immediately. He was so sensitive to nipple pain. I could tell he really liked it, though, because his cock always got harder when I tortured them. I pulled my finger out of his cock and attached the nipple rope to a 10 pound weight. I liked that because, now I didn’t have to do anything and his nipples would still be tortured. They were so big and puffy now that they looked like they belonged on a pregnant 18 year old. I went back to finger fucking his dick and beating his balls with my other hand. I felt between Vicky’s legs and she was as wet as me, maybe wetter. This was so much fun. I wished I could do it every day for about 8 hours or so. After a half hour or so, I decided it was time for some needles. Vicky nodded in agreement. I had already laid out 140 needles on the tray and we started taking turns inserting them in Bill’s swollen testicles. I will never get over the feeling it gives me to do this. I cannot imagine anything else giving me a bigger thrill. I have acclimated myself to it so much that I almost immediately start feeling the pleasure waves pulsing from deep in my pussy until it turns into a continuous orgasm. I could see that Vicky was experiencing the same thing. We were inserting 25 gauge, 2 inch needles and we would each get one in our fingers, find a place on the opposite sides of a testicle and then try to have a collision in the middle of his ball. We did it 5 or 6 times and I just know we destroyed a lot of baby-making cells when we did. At least I hope so. We finally had all 140 needles in place and there was still room for more. I was going to need to get more of them. I thought I’d better buy 5000 or more every time. Hell, I was going through 400 or more per session. We undid him from the gyno chair and made him crawl over to the potty chair, needles still in his balls. It was fun to watch because he had to keep his legs apart to do it. We both emptied our bladders in his open mouth. Vicky, as usual, had him suck the warm pee from her peehole. I liked watching my hot urine splash in his open mouth and then he would swallow it without closing his jaws. It was like watching a toilet flush. I guess he was a toilet, my toilet anyway.

The next 30 minutes was taken up with Bill licking our pussies while the other one was doing something painful to him. I had already had a number of orgasms from the needles and so had Vicky. The pussy eating was more for his pleasure than it was ours, at least right then. We’d get into a lot more a little later in the day. Vicky enjoyed sitting cross-legged between his thighs while he ate my pussy. Well, today I actually had him tongueing my asshole while I faced his pin cushion balls and, of course, Vicky sitting between his legs. She would take ahold of a needle, pull it most of the way out, change the angle and then reinsert it. For some reason this really caused him to moan into my ass. I liked the vibrations of his moaning. It felt like a colon massage. We switched positions after 15-20 minutes and I did the same thing. It was like doing the needles all over again. I think Vicky had taught me a new trick. I was going to leave the needles in during our break and then do this again. Great idea.

It was time to take a break. The band had been on his balls for over 90 minutes and it probably needed to come off, even though Dr. Nancy said 3, even 4 hours wouldn’t cause any permanent damage. We wiped his face down with some babywipes and he carefully got up and duck walked upstairs with us. His balls looked like a huge purple pin cushion swinging between his legs. I had tied them off with a piece of rope so the needles wouldn’t start shifting inside. I don’t really know why I did that, except that we were on break and we needed to relax without worrying. I popped a bottle of champagne and broke out some good cheese. We smoked a couple of joints and rested a bit while we talked about the session so far. Bill said that his endorphins really rushed in when Vicky started repositioning the needles. He wasn’t expecting it and it was quite intensive. We told him there was going to be a lot more of that going on. About then, my cell phone went off and I grabbed it off the table. It was my silly mother, her car had quit running and she had a tow truck coming but she needed someone to pick her up and take her home and she couldn’t find anybody but me. Rats. I did the quick math and figured it was going to take me at least an hour and a half to make the round trip back to here and I didn’t know how to get out of helping her. I told her I’d be there in about 20 minutes and I’d get her home. I got dressed real quick and told Vicky to take him back down to the dungeon and keep him warmed up for me. She laughed and said she would make sure he didn’t get any rest while I was gone. I bolted out the door to rescue momma.

When I returned, damn near 2 hours later, I went downstairs and opened the dungeon door. Vicky had strapped Bill to a padded bench that, quite frankly, I had never used before. It was handy to sit on but I’d never used it for anything other than that. It was fairly low to the ground, maybe 18 inches or so, thick padding covered with black vinyl on the top and about 4 feet long. She had handcuffed his hands underneath it and did the same to his legs with some ankle cuffs. Then, she had ran some big, thick leather straps around his body and under the bench, cinching them down tight. He couldn’t move an inch and his balls were laying on the bench, nearly to the end, while his head was at the other end, resting on the thick padding. She was sitting on his face, looking at his swollen balls, grinding her ass into his mouth while finger fucking his peehole with 2 fingers. She had his erect cock in her left hand and 2 fingers of her right hand pumping away at his dick. The precum was leaking out everywhere. She looked at me and smiled. She said he had his tongue so far up her ass right now that he was tasting what she had for lunch. I laughed out loud. She got up then and poor Bill’s face was covered in blood and pussy juice. She must have started her period while she was sitting on him and didn’t know it. Not that it would have made any difference. He was trained to eat ass and pussy no matter what was going on with it. His job was to lick, suck and probe inside with his tongue, no matter what was put in front of him. He was very good at it and he loved it. It was always special when a new lady would tentatively put her asshole over his mouth. All women like their assholes licked and tongued but most have never had it done. He not only would lick it, he would stick his tongue deep into their assholes and lick it from the inside. He would tongue fuck their pungent rosebuds for as long as they wished and they all loved it. I loved it a lot and had him doing it to me every time I sat on his face.

We figured it was time to give Bill an orgasm and then call it a day. There was always tomorrow and I had him all to myself for the day. I decided to put an elastrator band on his cock, right behind the head, after I shoved a fresh tampon down his peehole. What good was an orgasm for him if it didn’t cause him pain. We decided to beat his cock with some 1 inch dowel rods until he came. It usually took a while and the next day his cock would be all bruised with pretty raised welts all up and down it. Yummy. He’d only had a band right behind his cockhead once and he really moaned when I snapped it in place. We started beating his bloated hardon. It felt so good to feel the impact of the rod on his cock. Vicky was using her other hand to torture his puffy nipples and I was squeezing the needles deeper into his testicles. I was hoping he’d last a long time but, after about 10 minutes, I could feel him start to tense up and I knew he was getting close. I started to increase the intensity of the beating and needle squeezing. Vicky was doing the same. His nipples were secreting a yellowish liquid and it was running all over his chest. Vicky and I were smiling at each other. Bill’s eyes were closed and tears were dripping from the corners. His orgasm was spectacular. The prostate gland was trying to pump out his nasty ejaculate and the tampon and elastrator band prevented the tiniest drop from seeing the light of day. I loved putting my fingers on the base of his cock and feel the pulsations, knowing it was staying in him. Vicky and I leaned over his pulsing cock and kissed, locking our lips together and exploring each other’s mouths with our tongues. I was cumming in waves and I was sure that she was, too. God, how I loved this.

After she left, Bill and I decided to fix a couple of sandwiches, split a bottle of wine and watch a movie. We did this quite often and I really enjoyed it. He would lay his head on my lap and I would give him one of my nipples to suckle. He was to lick and suck it very gently and I would tell him what was going on in the movie. I think it was therapeutic for both of us. He fell asleep about halfway through the movie, still licking and gently sucking my nipple. I woke him when the movie ended and put him to bed after inserting his new, 3 inch by 3 feet butt plug in his asshole and putting a fresh tampon in his peehole.

Before going to bed myself, I thought I’d check my email and see if any kinky ladies had replied to my Alt.com and Craigslist ads. Wow, I had 3 local replies on Alt, one from a couple and 6 from Craigslist. I downloaded all of them and checked the profiles on the Alt replies. The couple was pretty hot. She was a big women, 5’ 11”, 180 pounds with mammoth pillows on her chest and a great bootie. Her profile said she was a total sadist and loved torturing men. Her husband was also a sadist and he was a 5’ 7”, 150 pound man with a monster dick. They lived about 150 miles away and said they would love to spend a weekend with us. I sent them a quick reply and told them I was interested. I wondered what Bill would think about a man and woman torturing him. The other two Alt replies sounded good enough to send a note to and asking them for more specifics. Most of the Craigslist were escorts and we weren’t interested in that at all. However, one of them was from a young girl, just turned 18, who said she had no experience but all she ever thought about was doing sadistic things to men. Really nasty, kinky things. She only lived about 40 miles away and her picture showed her to be cute as a button, thin with small breasts and a big smile. She was wearing a skirt and sweater in the photo with a pair of flats on. Hard to believe she was a sadist. I wrote her back and attached a few photos of the things we have done to Bill. I’d wait and see what her response said.

I dropped off to sleep wondering if we’d make some new friends this next week. I hoped so, it was always fun when new people showed up.