London Hostage : Part II

I was horrified!

I just could not believe it... I was on my knees in front of a robed man whom I did not know, and he had his cock completely down my throat. He was pushing my head into his pubes; I could feel them prickling my nose. I wanted pull off, but he held me firmly in place. I needed to spit... I was gagging now.

Suddenly he pulled me off him, with a long trail of spit hanging from my mouth attached to his pulsing cock head. He grabbed the spit and wiped it down my face, before wrenching my chin upwards and smacking me around the face. My face stung, but he cackled and began to put me back into my holding position. Once I was secured he turned around, walked around the table and out the door – slamming it as he went. I heard the key in the lock turn.

It was dark, and I had no idea how much time had passed. I could hear the occasional footstep pass, but they did not seem to stop by my cell. I had no idea how much time had passed, but I awoke suddenly – I must have drifted off. I could see shapes moving around under the door, and I could hear a muffled conversation. I strained my ears to hear what was being said, but I could not. I managed to make out a few words “already” and “gagged” – which I assumed was a reference to earlier activity.

The key in the lock then turned and two men stepped in. They did not stop to look at me, they just walked straight over to me and threw a bag over my head again – the dark was darker – I could see nothing. I felt the chains loosen, they then fell off me and hit the ground with a clang. I was then picked up by the legs and had my arms handcuffed in front of me.

I was then carried – I have no idea where, but it seemed like an age. When we arrived at our destination, I was dropped onto a table, apparently made of metal because it was smooth and cold. My hands where strapped to the table at my sides, and my legs were lifted onto a column on either side and strapped into place; much like hospital stirrups. The sack was then removed from my head, and I took in the surroundings. The room was once again so dimly lit I could not make anything out, not even where the door was. The only light came from a low hanging strobe light thing – like the old fashioned operating theatre lights.

I could make out that there were three people in the room, and they once again were dressed in black. I could only see them because they were moving around slightly. One of them then came up to my side, and bent over – I tried to turn my head but I could not, I was too tightly strapped into place. All of a sudden I felt my back going upwards, and I heard a cranking noise from the side the man had just bent down. The front half of the table was tilting upwards, and eventually I could see what was happening at my rear – it was here it stopped.

The man then nodded and the two other men left the room by a door which I still could not see, but I saw the light burst through it as they opened it, and vanish on closure. The man then reached behind my head and pulled around a shower head – I knew what he was going to do. He pulled a lever and water burst from the shower – it was FUKING FREEZING!

I was struggling, it was dreadful! Simple awful... ice cold water being shot over my whole body. He moved the shower over my head, then over my chest (rubbing it all the time) then my legs, and then to my groin... I saw him; he rubbed my cock and massaged my balls, before moving down and shooting water up my ass. It was horrible, the metal table seemed to make the water even colder than it actually was, yet I made no noise – give them no pleasure.

He then put the shower back and pulled a metal table up alongside the table. I could see clearly what was on it - three dildos. One was rather small, about six inches and rather slim. The second was about the size of my cock; 7.5”, and had a ribbed design up the side of it. The last one was about the same height, but was nothing compared to it in width. It was massive; no cock could ever be this big... I would say about 3”?

The man picked up a bottle and squeezed it onto my balls – it ran straight off and down the underside towards my hole, where is dripped in. I contracted my buttocks to try and keep it out, but instead I smeared it. The man then blobbed some onto his index finger and then worked it into my hole; he actually had his finger up there! He twisted it and turned it like a pro, he clearly had experience. He greased my ass really good, making sure that he explored every last cavity, surface and crease of my ass.

Then he picked up the smallest dildo, leaned over, and rubbed it against my hole. This made me contract, and I was unsure if I wanted it in my ass. I kept contracting as hard as I could, taking my hole as far away from the dildo as possible. He landed a blow to my face, and so I resented and released my muscles. My hole came back and touched the dildo – it had not moved! Once more the head of the dildo began to explore the rim of my ass, and I subconsciously contracted again. This won me another blow to the face, and I released again. The man finished his rubbings and then, with a gentle tap on the end, he pushed it in. It did not hurt at all, and honestly, was slightly arousing. I made no noise – refusing to let even a gasp of excitement escape me. I felt nothing; the dildo was actually being pumped in and out, and it only created a slight tingling sensation when it touched the sides of my ass. He then pushed it all the way in; I could feel my ass close over it. I went to push it out, but he slapped my balls hard – so I pulled it back in again, and he pushed the last bit back in with his index finger.

He rubbed my ass, and this continued for a few minutes, before two slaps to my ass and his fingers entering mean it was time for me to have the dildo removed. I pushed lightly as he pulled, and in one swoop it was out. He then took the next one, having replaced the first onto the table. He held it next to my now pulsing cock. I could see the size resemblance! This one was exactly the same length and width as me... it felt odd, that I was basically about to fuck myself!

He again, rimmed it for a few moments, and then began to penetrate my ass. This one made me sigh as it went in – I could feel my ass being split open as it entered, it was exploring the depths of my anal cavity. I was moaning – what a mistake! The man pulled the dildo out, and it came out with a pop – he then rammed it in with tremendous force! It was a pummelling, my ass was being attacked by a dildo... but it felt... so... good...

I leaned back, knowing there was nothing I could do but sit back and enjoy the ride. The man continued this attack on my ass for another ten minutes at least, and my ass was raw and throbbing by this time. He then began to slow down, and then left the dildo with only a small bit hanging out the end. The man tapped the end of it; each tap seemed to send an impulse right through me! I wanted more! The ribs on the dildo were tickling my anus, and I was in such pain that it no longer pleased me... the novelty had worn off a long time ago. To my horror, he then pushed it in! I had done it, I had taken myself up the ass... and the pain was now immense! My ass was not trained to take dildos like this, I could feel a tear come to my eye, and then the man began to rub my ass cheeks. He was pushing the dildo deeper, and this hurt like hell, and I began to let out a weak scream. At this, the man jumped up and pulled my head forward, inserting a ball gag and strapping it tightly behind my head. After I was gagged, no noise could escape, and so I was moaning and screaming into a gag whilst he continued to massage the dildo deeper and deeper – I feared that it would be lost!

He then smacked my ass twice like before, and then inserted his fingers and grabbed the end of the dildo, which he began to pull out. I pushed as hard as I could; I just wanted it out! It popped out, and my ass sprang back into its normal closed condition – but it hurt from its most recent attacking.

With that, the man then swapped it for the big one – I thought I was going to die! The man took it to my hole, but rammed it straight in without rubbing! I was shocked; he caught me off guard before I could reject it. There was nothing I could do; pushing against it made it easier for it to enter, so I just sat and whimpered as the man pushed the huge dildo deep into my ass. It was splitting me wide open, I felt as if my ass was breaking in two. It really did feel that way... he had about three quarters in, and then began to pump. It was slow, but soon became a violent volley of bashing, and I just closed my eyes and screamed into the gag wishing it would end.

After about another five minutes of this torture, he stopped and began to pull it out – thank fuck he was not pushing it all in! It came out and I nearly screamed with the immense pain that I was experiencing from my ass now. The man then began to rub my hole with his fingers – I was practically crying, and he was soothing my pain almost – it felt both sick and arousing! His finger entered my hole on the odd occasion, but most of the time it was just his hands rubbing my cheeks together, and then splitting them apart.

He then pulled a tool out from underneath the tray which I had not seen, I did however recognise it – it was one of those ass stretching devices. He pushed it in and opened it wide, the pain was back all over again! It fuckin well hurt! The man then secured it in place onto the table – this place was clearly built for torture. He then got up and went behind me again. To my horror, I saw the shower appear once more. He repeated the process of rubbing me all over, only he did not touch my ass and the device which was making me bigger.

He replaced the shower, and then produced a penis pump – even I recognised it. I had used one before, but did not really see any decent results so binned it. The man placed it over my cock and I heard the sucking, squelching noise as the rubber met my wet pubes – it amazingly held in place fantastically. He then pumped it up until there was no air at all, before removing the top and creating a vacuum. He then got up and left by the door. He had just left me, soaking wet, penis pump on and having my ass stretched...

“Fuckin shit head!!!” I murmured angrily through the ball gag.

I have no idea how long passed before he came back, but by the time he did my ass really ached and my penis felt as if it had grown too big for the foreskin. The man came straight over, removed the ass stretcher and got out a huge can of lube. I then realised what he was doing – he was measuring his fist against my hole... all day he had been stretching me so he could fist me! That’s it, my ass was done for... I was going to get fisted after all I had been through!

To be continued...