On Display to Thousands

I am surprised at how many different people come into the dungeon over the course of the afternoon, evening and night. Of course I am not hanging there the whole time. It probably was no more than two hours. I was taken down, not so much because of the suspension stress, but because the rope ties should not be endured for much longer than that. Besides, they had other uses for me.

I was busy while I was suspended. My butt was visited multiple times. I could usually see my attacker. Two boys from the ‘club,’ penetrated me for a couple of minutes of fucking as they happened by. I was also fucked by three people I didn’t know. Rules must have been expressed to them, as they all used rubbers. Which upon completion of there fun were left on my chest. One filled with cum from the only fellow that went all the way to completion. He got me swaying quite a bit as he pounded me.

My mouth was used three times. Each one of them were boys of ample size, much to my dismay. Why does it seem that most gay men have big dicks? And one was my own Sir Michael. He must have been playing with others already as he did not taste fresh. The other two had rubbers on. Rubbers have their own unsatisfying taste. They certainly weren’t flavored condoms. No one cummed in my mouth, I’m grateful.

None of my whippings were due to poor service. But I was whipped. Mostly with a riding crop. One menacing looking guy, decked out in heavy leather, played havoc with both my nipples and my balls. His lashing stung like hell. He knew I was to be called Sissy and used it with his derogatory comments that accompanied his assault.

Turns out my position is well suited to paddling too as another guest reddened both my butt cheeks with a string of swats. Hitting the same cheeks another used his bare hands. Much to my relief I received no shocks or other electro play.

I was fucked, orally used and whipped, but most of the boys merely came to look at me. While they were there, they would rub my body, tweak my nipples and most often, fondle my balls and cock. I got mostly positive comments on my body, Many suggested what they would do to me, but now wasn’t the right time. Two asked if they could also ‘rent’ me for a weekend. I took it as a rhetorical question not requiring an answer. In fact, I remained silent the entire time.