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My mouth still tasted of cum and cock, even after the spit and cum caked on my face and chest had dried. My balls ached from the kicking they had received; however it was my mouth, legs and arms that hurt the most. I had been tied in the same place, with my arms above me, legs wide apart and with my mouth held open by a gag for over an hour.
My new Mistress walked back in,without saying a word she grabbed my balls and tied them to a long stick. Mistress pulled on the stick to make sure my balls would stay tied to the stick, I leaned forward as far as I could to try and protect them.My balls felt like they were about to be ripped from me. She then released my arms then my legs, and pushed and pulled me by my ballsthrough the door into a small garden; with a patch of lawn in the middle, and a cage to one side. I danced around trying to avoid the inevitable pain that came from being led by my balls.I looked at my balls they had turned red from the abuse.
Mistress pulled hard down on the stick forcing me to drop onto all fours, before moving the stick, forcing me to crawl into the small cage, once insideI couldn’t move. Mistress closed the cage door then untied the stick from my balls. My body started to cramp up from not being able to move but I was exhausted, I attempted to sleep.
I awoke to by entire body hurting, my arms and legs tied to something behind me, forcing my arms to my sides and my legs wide. But this wasn’t the reason I’d woken, my ass had something rammed up it.
‘Turn on the water Trevor’ my Mistress said.
It was a garden hose nozzle; water began to fill me, stretching me unbearably.
The hose was pulled out; water went everywhere, all the water from my bowels poured from me. Mistress aimed the hose at me spraying off the shit, and then turned her attention to torturing my balls with the water pressure. I was at her mercy, each ball was methodically blasted with water, I felt them shrivel up into me trying to escape however escape was impossible.
The hose was finally turned off. But Mistress and Trevor had only begun to use me.
They used my tied hands and legs to move me to a bench they had placed on the lawn. There they tied me in place on my stomach; Trevor began to push his fingers into my ass occasionally seeing if he could force his cock into me, before re-stretching my ass with his fingers. Mistress sat in front of me holding my head up so my face was directly in front of hers.
‘Today is going to be a very fun day for me slave’ Mistress said.
Mistress looked into my eyes, as Trevor grabbed my hips and forced his cockhead into me, he then rammed his cock to the hilt, in one agonising movement.
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