The night stretched on.
Master returned twice more.
The first time he only adjusted settings. He increased the vacuum on Max’s cock until the pressure made him whimper, then set the electric plug to a pattern of long, deep vibrations interrupted
The night stretched on.
Master returned twice more.
The first time he only adjusted settings. He increased the vacuum on Max’s cock until the pressure made him whimper, then set the electric plug to a pattern of long, deep vibrations interrupted
The control box clicked again.
Max’s next inhale was almost nothing. The vacuum pump pulled harder at the same moment, swelling his cock tight inside the latex sheath until the pressure bordered on pain. His body strained against the straps.
The control box clicked again.
Max’s next inhale was almost nothing. The vacuum pump pulled harder at the same moment, swelling his cock tight inside the latex sheath until the pressure bordered on pain. His body strained against the straps.
The door opened again sometime later.
Max had drifted into a hazy half-sleep, the constant pressure of the plug and the trapped ache of his cock the only things keeping him tethered. Footsteps approached. The bench creaked as Master sat beside him.
The door opened again sometime later.
Max had drifted into a hazy half-sleep, the constant pressure of the plug and the trapped ache of his cock the only things keeping him tethered. Footsteps approached. The bench creaked as Master sat beside him.
Hours passed in the dark.
Max had long since lost track of time. The heat inside the sleepsack had settled into a constant, heavy warmth. Sweat coated every inch of his skin, making the latex slide against him with every shallow breath.
Hours passed in the dark.
Max had long since lost track of time. The heat inside the sleepsack had settled into a constant, heavy warmth. Sweat coated every inch of his skin, making the latex slide against him with every shallow breath.
The cellar was colder than usual.
Max stood naked in the center of the room, wrists already locked behind his back, the heavy iron collar still warm against his throat from earlier. Master circled him once, then stopped behind him and ran both gloved hands slowly down his…
The cellar was colder than usual.
Max stood naked in the center of the room, wrists already locked behind his back, the heavy iron collar still warm against his throat from earlier. Master circled him once, then stopped behind him and ran both gloved hands slowly down his…