to take him.

Now I was being fucked from both sides and in the middles of all this madness it suddenly occurred to me that I might be able to see if Richard was wearing a condom – if I looked up into the ceiling mirror. I wanted to try to relax some but I couldn’t unless I knew that I was “safe”. I trusted my Master – but having a “stranger” and second person involved seemed to be a very new situation. I hoped the rules hadn’t changed. I struggled to look up but with Master pumping his cock into my mouth I couldn’t see clearly what was happening to my behind.

Richard caught note of this and made the assumption that I wanted to see my revilement. Suddenly I was being spanked by him and fucked by him in a wild frenzy. I gasped and groaned with Master’s cock in my mouth, making only strange muffled sounds just causing both of them to become more frenzied in my assault and use. “He loves this. What a naughty little sissy slut! He can’t get enough!” Richard said - as he then proceeded to grab the chains and pull me so far onto him that I could only try to hold on to the wrist straps for dear life. Each thrust hurt so bad but soon his cock was past my prostate, like when Master got past that area. It finally felt better and when Master took his cock from my mouth I was squealing in delight!

Finally I could look up and I saw what seemed to be a condom on Richards cock – though it was so deep inside me. Now I was truly relaxing until Master placed a chained set of nipple clamps onto my nipple and then onto the other. The pain suddenly became immense. They were strong and hurt beyond comprehension. My tits burned and then Master proceeded to attach a, heavy, shiny steel ball to the chain. Each time Richard thrust into me the entire sling moved and the chain and ball jumped along my chest, causing a tremendous pulling on my nipples. The harder he thrust into me, the greater the stretching as the moving ball pulled on my nipples mercilessly. This pleasure and pain was killing me. I was already dizzy. I thought I might pass out, as Richard thoroughly seemed to enjoy making the steel ball move and tug and stretch my poor, burning nipples.

Richard just fucked onward. Faster and harder he fucked me. The ball pulled and pulled with each vicious thrust into my depths. My breasts burned and my head spun. I could no longer open my eyes. I was burning yet melting. Earlier I thought I may orgasm. Now moments later, I was ready to loose all sense of reality and consciousness! I was completely overwhelmed by pleasure and now pain. Things eventually went dark. I truly had passed out, so overwhelmed that I could no longer endure my fucking and painful tit torture.

I awoke to feeling a cold feeling on my face and I saw Master above me. I was still in the sling and he was putting a cold washcloth on my face. “You have done well my boy. You did everything I asked of you. I so love you! Let me help you to my bed.” I was only half awake yet I felt I had failed him. Why was Master pleased? I was thrilled but still dizzy. He helped me