Big Man Hands

 

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Teasingly, the speed of the thrustingfist began to slow, a depraved decrescendo, until finally they were withdrawn.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".