THE BIG MAN HANDS
Deprived
of vision, I lay spreadeagled on the bed. A blindfold taped across my eyes and
thick silken restraints bound my wrists and ankles to the bedposts. No words
were to be spoken. I was not in control, far from it, but I was there
voluntarily. I had given myself over to the unseen entity known as "The
Hands", someone who knew how to control, to use a man, to push him beyond.
Hours it would last, many, many hours of defilement.
My
big nips were getting a work over, random slaps that broke the silence with
loud thwacks, each one followed by an involuntary yelp from me. A series of
rapid staccato slaps to one nipple and then the other was followed by a pensive
pause
"The
Hands" then moved to my asshole, presumably because my nuts were completely
caked with wax, they felt like they were, the wax locking in the strong
tingling sensation of the oil.
"Whack......
Whack.......Whack"
My
butt was smacked repeatedly and exactly, over and over again rapidly, only
interrupted by short and sharp pinches to my little boy cock. This brand of
torment was the epitome of pain and pleasure, but abruptly it stopped.
First,
four fingers slithered effortlessly into my big asshole. I expected to soon feel
the full fist, but I didn't. Four fingers from the other hand slipped next to
the four already inside me, and thrust, jabbed and twirled around in all manner
of ways before settling into a devilish rhythm that would be bring me to my
first orgasm of the session. Like a metronome, eight fingers smoothly fucked me
as a pair of thumbs slid along the side of my cock every time the fingers dived
deeply into my welcoming cunt. All this was against a backdrop of a pair of
weights swinging wildly, dragging my tightly nuts
As
my anal orgasm built loudly my groans and screeched were loud and guttural,
primeval utterances, a wordless frenzy.
"Argghhhh.....
Uhhhhh...........Ohhhhh.....Arrggggghhh..........," I repeated
involuntarily.
I
bucked and bucked against my restraints, but the fingers inside me never missed
a beat,as the whole hand was sliding in me, and working my nuts was meticulous, even at the height of climax.
My bucking became more violent, more furtive as my orgasm subsided, but the
stimulation continued unabated. There would be no post-orgasmic respite, just
more constant closed fist punchings.
Teasingly,
the speed of the thrustingfist began to slow, a depraved decrescendo, until
finally they were withdrawn. The fingers then worked momentarily at the
entrance of my hole, applying copious lubricant and then considerable force,
stretching the entrance further.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh................,"
I gasped, the breath taken out of me as a fist plunged deeply into my already
thoroughly used asshole
The
single fist then fucked me with the same metronomic precision that appeared to
be a trait of my defiler. I panted and wheezed. It didn't take long for my
orgasm to build again, this time my bladder let go as the relentless fist drove
deep into my bulging colon bend. I Iwas cumming ucontrollably as I descended
over the edge of a cataclysmic orgasm. I could feel wetness all down my thighs
and there was no doubt a huge sloppy mess of my destroyed rectum.
Like
before, there was to be no respite, the fist fucking of my mutilated asshole continued for a long period, before things
changed slightly. The fist was now withdrawn totally, before plunging back into
me, punch fisting my asshole to death, A brief pause was followed by the fist
remaining lodged and quiescent inside me. As the closed fist lay dormant inside
me, I wondered what the next "activity" would be. I waited for
several minutes and I could hear the sound of my heart beating fast and loud
and then my cock and nuts was squeezed and pulled rhythmically and hard. While
fisted. I was bought to the edge of orgasm, only to be denied as the devilish
fingers became absent from my colon, leaving me craving more stimulation. Over
and over I was denied release, until after the fifth or sixth time, But the
punch fisting of my asshole continued as they got more aggressive.
I
had never been double fisted before, never contemplated it, but now it was
happening. I was now being stretched impossibly; a pair of strong hands did
their best inside me -- churning my colon, ruining my asshole ring muscle. NO
rectal control. The double thrusting continued, but my I couldn't tell you how
long. Again, my bladder let go, each thrust for a while was accompanied by asshole
spasms from no control.
I
yelped as another finger from the second
hand joined the others and even more lube was added. It was obvious what was
going to happen. A thumb joined the fingers and my asshole was now jabbed with
all the fingers from both hands, withdrawing and then stabbing back into me, in
syncopated rhythm, I could feel that my asshole wasn't closing fully even when
vacated. Finally, and with much effort, the unseen person plugged by asshole
with their whole 2 fists. Slowly, my asshole was fist fucked, as each asscheek
was hit with a paddle periodically, but at intervals where I was never sure
when the next stinging contact would be delivered. I bucked involuntarily with
each whack as the fist did its business -- the business of stretching and
plundering my asshole. My nipples were still being dragged this way and that by
the weights attached.
The
reddening of my asschecks finally ceased as but the double fisting continued,
ruining my rectal function . My little boy cock was roughly and repeatedly pinched,
making my scream.. As my now thoroughly stretched asshole was still being double
fist fucked, Another man joined in and the took turns fisting me, determined to
ruin my rectal function for good. I wheezed through gritted teeth as the second
fist was going in and out in rhythm with the first.
They
were power fisting my asshole
alternating handed and power of the
thrusting fists increased, at first slowly, but then more rapidly. Sometimes
both would drive into me in unison, sometimes they would alternate their
pulsating plunges. After a time, they became frenzied and maniacal, reaching
their peak and driving me to a massive orgasm and simply keeping me there. I
thought I would blackout, my mind was simply overrun by what was totally
ruining my rectal function for good. I was thrashing about vigorously, but
ultimately pointlessly against my restraints. Just as they had speeded up and
become more forcefully, the fists started a long, long decrescendo and then
finally extracted themselves from me.
I
felt thoroughly overwhelmed. I had been a submissive many times before, but
this was something else. I had been told that it would be, but it was even
beyond my own filthy imagination. It was the meticulous and relentless
execution that I could not belief. I had trained myself each evening for the
treatment I expected to receive, working my nuts and then later slapping them
with a ruler; and stretching my own asshole with big dildos and cucumbers, but
I don't think anything could prepare a sissy gurl for being devilishly defiled
by "The Hands".
