The next few months were very exciting times for us. They took our offer on the land and we started preparing the site for my house and our dungeon. I loved the log cabin plans and the dungeon would be spectacular. The cabin would be 1/4 mile off the highway with a winding driveway thru the trees. Bill had a beautiful pond dug that we could see off the back porch. The place would not be visible from the road and a heavy, remote-control gate blocked the driveway. The property was fenced off with 5 strand barb wire, 6 foot tall. He also installed a high-tech alarm system. He really wanted me to feel safe there. The contractor we selected was a young guy who had recently started his business. He was glad to have the work and didn't question some of our strange requests. The main floor was poured concrete, 6 inches thick. You could not tell that the place had a basement and the entry to it was hidden in the back wall of the pantry. You swung open a section of the wall that looked like normal pantry shelving and there was an insulated steel door with dual deadbolts and a keypad lock. You walked down the carpeted stairs to another steel door with a keypad lock. The dungeon had its' own HVAC and plumbing system and was extremely well insulated. The concrete ceiling was supported with steel beams and featured numerous pulleys and eyebolts. All sorts of eyebolts, hooks and pulley systems had been installed before putting in the carpets and cork boarding the walls for sound insulation. The total area ended up being over 1500 square feet with a walk-in closet for my dozens of outfits and over 50 pairs of classic pumps. The bathroom was spacious with a large tile shower and had a built-in enema system for keeping Bill's colon cleaned out. The crowning jewel was the Operating Room. Dr. Nancy had designed it. It was 12 x 20 feet, a little over 200 square feet. It had a scrub sink, a gyno-type operating table, super bright lighting, an entire wall of cabinets and counters full of drugs and medical equipment appropriate to our fantasies and plans for Bill. The floor and walls were white tile and the ceiling was concrete, painted gloss white with eyebolts and pulleys installed. There was a super bright, adjustable light directly over the operating table.

The main dungeon was a little over 1000 square feet with a 9 foot ceiling and was filled with apparatus to torture Bill on. A lot of the BDSM furniture I had designed personally and had found some kinky wood and steel guys to build them for me. I had a wooden piece built that was designed to hold Bill on his back, legs elevated and spread wide, asshole available and at the perfect height for fisting, a pulley directly over his balls attached to an adjustable weight system for ball stretching. I could put over 100 pounds on it. His head was a little lower than his balls and positioned in a cradle that fit half of his head very tightly. When he was being smothered or forced to perform oral service, he could not move his head. All sorts of straps were affixed to the device so he could be secured tightly in place. I liked him not being able to move.

Another favorite of mine was an electric hoist with an adjustable spreader bar. I could attach Bill's ankles to the bar and hoist him upside down, totally helpless with his balls in a strap with a d-ring on it that had its' own little pulley that was attached to the spreader bar. I would use that to stretch his ballsac and testicles. Plus, it was perfect for beating his balls. I could haul him up to about even with my breasts, secure his arms, stretch his balls out with the small pulley and he would be totally helpless while I beat his balls until they were mushy. Dr. Nancy had told me that after they got mushy was a great time to stick the needles in as the testicles were very sensitive then. Good advice I found out and I used it often.

I had a couple of potty chairs for him to lay under to drink his favorite warm drink. I also had found, and purchased, a toilet box. He had to lay in the long part of the box, his head exposed in the toilet seat area at the end of it, which sealed around his neck. There was a hole in the lid of the box to pull his cock and balls thru and an adjustable collar so they couldn't slip back thru. The box was very small and he had almost no wiggle room. I wanted to put him in it for some tea parties with my kinky ladyfriends. I had put a step on each side of the box so it would be easy to get on the box to kick, crush and abuse his balls. I liked it so much that I bought a second one and we put it on the screened-in porch and disguised it with a cover that looked like a sitting bench. I would sometimes have Bill in it while I sat on the porch, reading and having a drink. It was nice to be able to pee without going in to the bathroom and I could enjoy torturing his cock and balls in a leisurely way. Plus, it was great if I had any lady friends over and didn’t feel like doing the whole dungeon scene. They liked it, too. All of them enjoyed emptying their bladders in Bill’s mouth, especially because he always thanked them for it. Of course, he was trained to thank them for whatever they did to him.

We were well stocked with all of our necessities. We had hundreds of pairs of vinyl gloves, tons of KY jelly, condoms, plenty of elastrator bands, boxes of alcohol pads, paper towels and lots of baby wipes. Dr. Nancy had supplied all our medical needs as our housewarming gift. We had over 8000 needles of all lengths including some 3 1/2 inch ones to go thru both of his big balls. She had some saline infusion kits, anesthetics, lots of drugs, a huge bottle of Viagra so we could keep his dick hard even if he didn't want it that way, muscle relaxers and piles of other dastardly items that filled all the medical cabinets. We were locked, stocked and ready to go.

By the time we were all moved in, Bill and I had been together for nearly a year. His training had come along nicely. I had put him on a diet and exercise program. He'd dropped 20 pounds and added some good muscle tone. I really liked his hairless body and nice pecs and biceps. His puffy nipples were so spectacular now. At least an inch long and the rings were so sexy to me. His balls were now permanently swollen to the size of turkey eggs and all the stretching after the operation had them hanging at least 8 inches. All the ladies loved them, especially me. I had a wooden platform made that he would sit on with his big balls hanging through a hole in the center of it. I would pull his balls tightly through it and secure them with 5 or 6 rubber donuts and then, using the electric hoist, pull him up until his balls were about even with my shoulders. It was great entertainment for me, and my ladyfriends, to use his balls as a boxing bag and hit them unmercifully. By now, I could easily insert 100 needles in each testicle and, if I was careful in the placement, I could get as many as 125 in each one. The permanent dilation of his urethra required him to either keep a tampon in his cock or else wear a condom catheter most of the time. I liked the tampon because it made his dick so fat, so that’s what I usually made him use. Plus, I kept him horny and excited all day, every day and he just drooled precum. The full-sized vibrators slid right down his cock now and it was fun fucking his dick with them. I still loved sticking my finger in there and did it all the time. His asshole was so easily penetrated now that it was easy to go right past the elbow on the first thrust. Amazingly, it still looked normal but it had phenomenal elasticity.

My girls had both graduated and joined the Air Force. They loved my new place but I didn't get to see them much anymore. I'm sure I would in the future. It was just Bill and I for the next few years. I would truly love for them to know what I was doing to him. They needed to learn that they didn’t need to have some guy treat them like crap when they could have a Bill to worship them and allow them to do anything they wanted to him. I had been hinting at it in my emails to them. The oldest, Amber, was asking some interesting questions and I was thinking about bringing her into my confidence. Carla, the youngest, was a little too naïve and I was going to have to do a lot of thinking before I told her. I asked Bill what he thought about it and he thought it would be a good idea and would welcome whatever I did. It would be pretty neat to have my daughter as my partner in torturing Bill. Next time she came home I would at least show her the dungeon and see what she thought. She was very mature for her age and might be excited and intrigued about it.

We had greatly expanded our circle of kinky friends by now and I was always trying to recruit new ladies to play with us. It was surprisingly easy. There were a lot of woman who had some desire to abuse a man and cause him pain and humiliation. The word would spread like wildfire among a group of women. I would even get phone calls from total strangers. One of my favorites was a local policewoman that was a friend of a friend. She stopped us outside of the local Wal-Mart and took me back to the squad car and asked if she could visit us one day. I had her over the next night. She loved pissing in his mouth and beating his balls with her nightstick. She had never had her ass licked and when he stuck his tongue inside her asshole she went nuts. She ended up bringing 3 of her lady cop buddies over for an all day Saturday session. We had him locked in the box for 2 hours that day. They were all sadists and wanted boyfriends and husbands just like Bill. They were all frequent visitors to the house. Sometimes they would stop by just to have him drink their urine, kick him in the balls and then go back to work. It was fun.

Dr. Nancy is still the best. I like the clinical approach she takes. It's almost like a biology experiment with her. Very cold and calculating. She acts so professional but underneath it all, she' a horny, kinky sadist. She brought over a young nurse the one time and the three of us had a wonderful session. Bill had an ass or pussy in his face nearly 100% of the time. The nurse was her assistant and very young, just 22, not real cute but a killer body and a very sadistic mind. Nancy had started experimenting with electricity and Bill was going to be her first test subject. I was really looking forward to this new way of torturing him. She explained to me that she had built some stuff especially for Bill. His urethra, asshole, colon and testicles were so far out of the norm that the electrical BDSM products on the market wouldn't work. Plus, I had pushed his pain tolerances to such a high level that ordinary commercial products would, more than likely, not be enough. He was a little worried about using these electrical widgets on him. I had some great weed and blew about 20 big shotguns in his lungs but he was still nervous. We decided to give him a hypo to calm him down. Sarah, Vicky's nurse, calmly pierced his right shoulder with the needle. Within a few minutes he'd calmed down considerably.

We led him into the medical room like a lamb to the slaughter. He was smiling as I pulled on his nipple rings to lead him in. He loved this as much as I did, however he was the one that physically suffered and sometimes he got a little nervous. That's where the drugs were helpful. As soon as we got him strapped down in Nancy's new chair, Sarah got an IV started in his arm. She said they were giving him a mixture of drugs to aid in this session..... Xtasy to make him horny, Viagra to keep his dick rock hard no matter what we did to him, saline to increase electric conductivity and a mild paralyzing drug to keep him 90% immobile. It all sounded good to me. I was already starting to get wet and I knew Nancy was also. Sarah was busy adjusting the table and preparing Bill. He kept saying thank you to us. The gyno-type table was the best available. It was electrically powered with an infinite number of positions. For these experiments his legs were bent at the hips and knees, then spread wide apart. His ass was raised up to about waist height and a portion of the table under his butt was removed. His arms were strapped tightly to his sides and his head was secured by a collar around his neck. No gags or blindfolds. We wanted to use his mouth for our pleasure and wanted his eyes to see what we were doing to him. A large mirror was hung from the ceiling and angled for him to watch the fun and games. And, the games were about to begin. We all stripped down to thigh highs and 4 inch pumps. Not a stitch on except that. Bill's eyes flicked from one to the next. We all looked pretty good and we knew how much this turned him on. His tampon-filled cock was standing straight up like he was waiting anxiously for the abuse.

The apparatus on the counter had about 8 plug-in receptacles, each with 2 dials above it marked INTENSITY and PULSE. Each dial was calibrated 1 thru 10. On the medical cart were a number of stainless steel objects with long electrical leads on them. There were also a number of alligator clips with leads on them. There were 200+ needles on the cart in various lengths that I had put there and a few they had brought with them. Nancy had brought a new bottle of Olive Oil. It was supposed to be a great conductor of electricity. I taught Sarah how to put the elastrator band on Bill's balls. Her eyes lit up with that and she wanted to try one. Looks like he was going to be double banded today. His eyes pleaded with me as the 2nd band snapped in place. I smiled, and punched him right in his swollen balls. Again and again I punched his banded ballsac. He wouldn't plead with me again today. Sarah gave me a smile and I motioned for her to have at him. After all, that's what we here to do, torture Bill and satisfy our sadistic selves. She started in on him. She wasn't a pro but she was an eager student. His balls went from one side to the other as she rained blows down on them. After a few minutes I felt between her legs, her pussy was sopping wet with her juices. The sure sign of a sadistical bitch. I climbed on Bill's face to give him some of my hot golden piss. He swallowed eagerly as Sarah worked out on his nuts. Meanwhile, Dr. Nancy was getting ready to perform her electrical experiments on him. I got off his face and asked Sarah to take the first face ride and don't forget to keep him hydrated. She laughed as she gave him one last uppercut in his turkey-egg size balls. They were hard to miss. The operation severing his four suspensory ligaments and filling his testicles with saline/silicone to make them bigger and hang lower had been a 100% success. Nancy slid between his legs on her stool and pulled the toy laden cart with her. She looked so cute with her pixie haircut, pierced nipples and well-trimmed pussy. You would never guess what a sick sadist she really was.

The first object off the cart looked like a steel baseball except it was smooth, shiny and a little bigger. She dipped it into the bowl of olive oil and placed it against his asshole. His months of training took over, a little push was all it took and it was inside, nothing but a black wire snaking out of his ass to give it away. I could hear him swallowing. Sarah was draining her bladder into Bill's tummy. He was so hooked on pee that some days it was all he drank. She finished and I could tell from the look on her face that he had started licking her pussy. He was a very well trained pussy slave and she was enjoying his training. Meanwhile, Nancy had plugged in the wire from his ass and was fiddling with the dials. Holy Shit, all of a sudden his asshole started pulsing in and out. All she had to do was turn a dial and it went faster or turn the other one and it pounded harder. This was going to be a fun day. Sarah had slid her asshole over his mouth and he was tongue fucking her anus in time with the machine.

The next electrical toy looked like 2 short chrome steel hot dogs connected by a piece of wire. She pulled the string coming out of his peehole and the precum soaked tampon slid out only to be quickly replaced by the first steel hotdog. She used her finger to slide it far inside his body, pushing until it was resting against his prostate gland. She directed me to place an elastrator band at the base of his turgid cock to prevent the first electric hot dog from coming out. When I'd snapped on the band she shoved the second chrome hot dog into his peehole and directed me to snap another band right below the engorged head of his dick. Now, both of them were trapped inside his urethra with just a thin black wire giving away their location. Lucky Sarah was getting the ride of her life and she was loving it. Nobody could suck your pussy and ass like Bill could. He would seal your asshole, or pussy, or peehole, with his lips and then suck you inside his mouth while he probed inside of you with his tongue. We had worked on it for months and it was heaven on earth to have it done to you.

The Doctor said it was time to put in the needles and she wanted to ride Bill's face and watch. It didn't matter how we did it or where we put them. We just needed to get 200 in him and make it painful and slow so she'd get a good ride. She said she would put in the last four herself. We went right to work and so did Bill. He got busy quickly swallowing her warm pee and, as soon as she'd finished emptying her bladder, she spread her ass cheeks wide and invited his tongue to invade her colon and clean it out for her. I really believe he would eat her shit if I asked him to but I don't ever see that happening, too nasty, but some ass licking on a dirty ass might be a good training exercise. In the meanwhile, Sarah and I are having fun with needles, pushing them deeply into his testicles, trying our best to cause pain and damage. While we're having our fun, Nancy is impaled on Bill's tongue. I bet she wishes she could make it longer. Her orgasms are nearly one, big, continuous cum. She is bouncing up and down on Bill's face, pee squirting from her pussy with every thrust of his tongue, coating his face and chest with her gold champagne. After close to 50 minutes we've got 200 needles in his testicles. It is such a pretty sight. A huge, swollen, purple pincushion with hundreds of needles in it. I love to envision them penetrating into the secret core of his manhood and cutting and killing the sperm-making cells. I hate sperm. We had previously fixed Bill so all his little sperms are imprisoned inside of his testicles, life sentence, but I would like to stop even that little bit of a chance to escape. Nancy climbs down on shaky legs and asks me to put 2 alligator clips on each puffy nipple, one on each side and plug the leads in where indicated. The clamps were sharp and tears formed up in his eyes from the stinging pain. I gave his needle infested balls a few slaps to take his mind off of the clamps. It worked. His cock got even stiffer. That Viagra was good stuff. So was the mild paralyzing drug. I liked him helpless and not able to do a thing to stop me and my friends from doing anything we want to do. We could castrate him right now and he could do nothing about it. I could cut his cock off and the same thing. I could ram a hot poker up his ass and he would have to take it. I had thoughts like that all the time and I knew I could act on them. Not that I would but I could....Maybe someday I would. Maybe soon. I still had fantasies about taking his testicles out of their protective sack and torturing them. Nancy and I talked about it all the time and I knew that one day we would act on it. She said that she would have to make an incision in his scrotum and then push the testicle, still connected of course to all the remaining cords, out on a small pad of some sort. Then she would have to secure it in some manner so we could torture it. Small, exquisite tortures done slowly. She was still working on the details. I knew it would happen and I almost couldn’t wait.

Nancy took 4, really long needles off the tray. They looked like small meat skewers with a wire soldered to the ring end. She put two of them in each testicle, slowly moving them into some precise place in the center of each testicle. No one was on Bill's face now and he was making a helluva racket. He was like a baby crying for its' bottle. As soon as he had a pussy or ass in his mouth, he was happy and quiet. I climbed up and let him suck some of my pee into his tummy and then let him lick me to a few delicious orgasms. I didn't let him near my asshole now. Maybe in a little while I would have a surprise for him. Meanwhile, it was all hooked up and she was starting to turn up the dials. First, the INTENSITY and then PULSE. His asshole was still pounding in and out. She turned it up a notch and it looked like a ghost was fucking him. Very cool. Next, his dick started twitching a bit, then a lot and, suddenly it looked like it was being slapped by an invisible hand and slapped hard. You had to look a little closer on his puffy nipples but they were positively twitching like a small whip was flicking them 5 times a second. Nancy said this was all working perfectly. All she had to do was turn every dial up one more notch in intensity and Bill would go into orgasm mode but could not get relief. Obviously no ejaculation could get past the two chrome electrodes combined with the two elastrator bands but the electrodes were all acting in harmony. The baseball electrode in his ass was nestled against his prostate and the one below the base of his cock was nestled on the other side. The electrode in his cock between the head and base was exciting the pleasure nerves in his dick and the nipple pain went directly to his cock. She saved the balls for last. The 4 big, steel electrodes would shoot electrical impulses to the 200 needles we had stuck in his balls, acting like a summer lightning storm. The pain would be nearly unbearable but it would make the torment perfect. We were all ready to watch. She turned up the dials. His cock and balls were all over the place, twitching and thrusting. I felt the peehole at the base of his dick and could feel the continuous pulsing inside. I lifted off his face to take a look at him. His eyes were rolling back in his head and a continual moan came from deep in his chest. I asked him if it was too much and he shook his head and stuck out his tongue at me. Funny guy.

We decided to take a 20 minute break. We could watch him on the monitor from the dungeon or from upstairs. He was in pre-orgasm heaven/hell with no release until we turned it up one more notch. Perfect control. I opened a bottle of wine and poured us each a tall glass. It was fun chatting, naked and sexy, while machines were torturing Bill in the next room. I really liked that idea. I asked Nancy how long we could let this go on? She thought a couple of hours at least. I excused myself to run upstairs and check on something. What I really did was take a quick bowel movement and barely wipe my ass. I just wanted to see what he would do, especially in the throes of orgasm. When we got back in the room he was using the mirror to watch himself and I think that made him even hotter. Viagra, Xstacy, Weed.....a good mix to keep a dick hard and horny. We walked around the room and his eyes kept flicking our way, pleading for release. Not yet baby. We got more things to do. I said I wasn't done yet with my face riding time and climbed back up. I was facing his balls and, before lowering my ass and pussy onto his waiting mouth, I wanted him to see the shit on my ass. Nancy and Sarah had no idea what I was doing which made it all the more fun for me. Slowly my ass lowered to his open mouth. I dribbled a few drops of my precious pee to help him out. Suddenly, I could feel his tongue licking the crack of my ass, licking my shit, cleaning my dirty ass with his tongue. He knew it was there and wanted to clean it up for me. When I felt totally clean back there, I lowered my ass some more, keeping my asscheeks pulled apart and felt his hot tongue penetrate deeply into my asshole, licking the insides and throwing me into a continuous orgasm. At least 15 minutes worth. That was probably a one time thing but it was fun that once. We took turns riding him and twirling knobs and slapping balls. Nancy and Sarah licked each other to orgasm and then they each licked me. I would have to do that soon. I didn't have any lesbian tendencies but it might be fun.

It was finally time to give poor Bill his well-earned relief. He was such a great guinea pig, letting us do all these fun experiments on him. We had brought him to the edge a number of times. Now, it was time to push him over. We had a game plan. Sarah was going to face ride him with some smothering thrown in for good measure. Nancy was going to run the electrical stimulation unit and I had a couple of wooden paint stirrers I got at Lowe's that I was going to use to beat the needles being shocked in his balls. Add a little more flavor to the stew. We toyed with him for about 20 minutes before Nancy gave us the sign and cranked up the juice. I started playing the drums on his needle wracked balls and Sarah cut off his oxygen supply with her ass. I knew his tongue was halfway to her belly button through her colon. He had been on the edge of orgasm for over 2 hours. When he came, it was momentous. It went on and on and on. He was crying out for me and trying so hard to get his nasty, gooey cum to spew out of his dick and get all over everything. I whispered in his ear that it was better this way. It made me happier to not see, smell or touch that nasty stuff. He nodded his head and thanked me. I put my nipple in his mouth and allowed him to gently suckle at my breast while we removed all the instruments that had tortured him. The suckling soothed him and I was doing it a lot lately. At night, we would watch movies and I would have him lay his head in my lap and I would put my nipple in his mouth for him to gently suckle. I would tell him about the movie and he would thank me and call me Mommy. I liked it and so did he. I figured it was great for my continuing and escalating control over him.

That night in bed he said that was the most intense yet. He didn't think he could stand it all the time but once a month or so would be great. He loved the medical room. I loved it all. Nancy and Sarah were leaving the next afternoon. What could we do with Bill before they left?

The next morning over coffee, Sarah came up with the idea of calling all the ladies in the area who had done anything to Bill in the past year but especially peeing in his mouth. Tell them you were having a open house for women only to celebrate your year with Bill. We'd uncover the toilet box up, put it in the living room, put Bill in it and secure his swollen balls for the ladies to see and do whatever they wanted to do with. Bring up some toys and needles for them to play with. They would have to take the needles out for the next lady but it was fun taking them out, too. It sounded great and I got on the phone. I ended up with 5 ladies coming over. Bill spent 3 hours in the box and must have drank gallons of pee. One lady brought over her son's drumsticks and played a few tunes on Bill's balls. We had to take the tampon out of his dick so they could all stick their fingers in his peehole. The big surprise was Vicky. She brought her 17 year old daughter over to show her how men should really be treated and how much fun it was to piss on them and beat their cocks and balls. The little girl really seemed to enjoy it. She peed on Bill 4 times and beat his balls with the blue ball beaters a couple of times. She asked how hard she could hit them. I told her that she could do whatever she wanted to them. She really laid into them then. All in all, it was a great day. Later, Bill told me that the young girl had great tasting pee, a gorgeous pussy and, when she was done peeing, she would lean down close and drool spit in his mouth. He had found it strangely erotic. I did too.

Dr. Nancy said they'd be back in a month or so. We loved them coming over and told them we might make it to Memphis between now and then. We both love company but we're glad when it's gone.

That night, I put on an old movie that we both liked. I had Bill wear an adult diaper with his hard cock sticking out of the top of it so I could finger fuck his peehole. I wore one of his old dress shirts, unbuttoned it and had him lay his head in my lap. I placed my nipple to his lips and told him to suck his mommy's titty very gently. I told him that tonight, when we went to bed, I had a new dildo for his ass that was nearly 30 inches long and I was going to put it in him and it was going to be his new nightly companion. I told him that I hoped he liked all the things I was doing for him. There were going to be a lot of new, very painful things that I was going to do and I hoped he appreciated it. He lifted his mouth from my breast and said I was the best mommy ever and he would do his best to be thankful for all the hard work I did for him. My finger was sliding in and out of his peehole and the precum was leaking all over his diaper. I loved all of this so much. I wanted to do so much more and I knew I would.