Cock torture to a novice

Chapter one

Now I thought to myself, “This has now gone past the point of no return”.  I wonder if I’ll survive the next couple of hours with my sanity intact. Can I possibly bear the torture that is in store for me? After all, a cock is not really the biggest part of the body and how bad can it get?

I first contacted Helmut on a BDSM site. I’d posted all of my deepest wishes as though they were something I do regularly. This site is amazing. They encourage you to tell all, even the evilest darkest S&M thoughts and I thought, what harm can there be in this?” So I explained my wishes to have my cock and only my cock tortured. I don’t care if I get permanent scars. You can brand me, hit me, and sting me with plants or insects, put chili or Tabasco on me. Do your best but you’re not allowed to remove it or to touch my balls. I didn’t dream that anyone would take me seriously.

Helmut’s profile was very close to mine but as a top, and reading it made me extremely horny. I contacted him. Two days later he replied saying that what I’d said in my profile he’d be happy to oblige me with and that he had quite a few ideas of his own. However, he insisted that his wife and friend watch the proceedings to keep him under some control and to film all. He also wanted me to sign a waver/contract that would let his team do what they wanted to my cock except remove it. Made me horny just thinking about signing it and giving them free reign for unlimited cock torture. He’d done this a few times and sold the tapes at a handsome profit. My mind raced. Hundreds, maybe even thousands of complete strangers being able to see MY COCK being tortured. Another dream coming true.

I had to get undressed in front of them. I’m forty seven but the three of them were in the early twenties. His wife Casey was very attractive and I could see by the look in her eyes, that she was a good partner for Helmut. She was really looking forward to my torture. His friend Ron was rather blasé about it all. He was the cameraman. I could see by its quality, that I was in the hands of professionals and that the site was a source of victims for them. I couldn’t believe my good luck and the pre-cum was copious.

I was ordered to get on the bed. Really a crude four-poster with a sheet of pressed board on top. Three hard ¾ meter square cushions were placed where my ass would be and I lay on them. This forced my groin area high into the air. My arms were securely tied with a soft cloth that had been torn into strips. My legs were forced apart to 120 degrees and tied in a similar manner both at the knees and ankles. I could wriggle a bit but only a few centimeters. I suddenly realized that the way I was tied gave total access to my cock which was the hardest it’s ever been. A thin ply board about 300 mm in diameter with a 35 mm hole cut into its centre was placed over my cock. Helmut was being true to his word. Only the cock was to be punished. He made sure that he pulled on it quite hard to get as much through as he could for torturing.

Then something happened that I really wasn’t expecting.  A soft wax ear plug was inserted into each ear. Immediately a sharp slap by Casey to my cock made me open my mouth in surprise and a rather large ball gag was efficiently inserted. I tried to scream that I didn’t expect this but it was too late. The last bit of preparation was a very thick blindfold eliminating all light. They then left the room for some time leaving me to wonder how much pain a cock can deliver to my brain. Then, horror of horrors, I realized that I forgotten to give them some sort of safety signal if they went past my tolerance levels. They didn’t even realize that I was a novice to all of this.