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Sinister Intentions - Chapter 4

by slyleather

Chapter 4
Tyler was awoke by a weird feeling in his ass, it felt like something was moving up into it. He tried to move but couldn’t, he tried to say, “what the fuck” but couldn’t. He was NAKED. A leather strap gagged his mouth with a ball stuck in his mouth that prevented him from uttering much of anything and his wrists and ankles were shackled by leather restraints similar to those he had seen worn by Shane and Brennan. He was manacled to a very large body size X that was padded with leather. The room was almost completely black except for the running red lights around the baseboards of the floor. The pain in his ass continued to move upwards into him. Tyler tried to squirm, but couldn’t. The X was perfectly designed to allow his asshole to be exposed while restraining him completely.
“There we go.” Said Shane, stepping out from the small area behind the X once the device was in place, “good your finally awake.” Tyler’s eyes opened up as wide as golf balls as he was in complete shock at the sight of Shane and the pain that he was feeling in his rectum. The metal device was secure in his ass. Tyler tried to move and speak, but couldn’t. “It’ll be alright, Master will here shortly.” Shane said nodding his head soothingly at Tyler. He was still wearing the same leather pants, boots, wrist bands and leather studded collar as the last time Tyler had seen him, but now he was also wearing a leather harness in the form of an X across his chest, two leather arm bands around his biceps and leather gloves. The harness only enhanced the visibility of his nipple rings. Tyler was stunned, shocked, embarrassed, humiliated, scared, and betrayed at the predicament and reality he now found himself in.
Shane continued to ‘prepare’ Tyler ignoring his continuing ‘deer caught in the headlights’ look as Shane attached placed a lubricant on electrode patches similar to ones found in hospitals that monitor heart rates and rhythms. One patch was placed over each of Tyler’s nipples as he struggled to look down and squirm free. The gel used was cool and it made Tyler wince. Once in place Shane simply looked up at him and smiled. Shane then attached two more patches to the temples on Tyler’s head. “Struggling is futile, you can’t go anywhere.” Shane informed Tyler, reminding him of his restraints, “and soon you won’t want to.” He then continued by grabbing Tyler’s balls and pulling them downward. Tyler tried to cringe and scream but couldn’t. Shane placed a metal ball stretcher around Tyler’s average size testicles. Once the stretcher was in place he then fondled Tyler’s cock and grabbed it with his hand, “Hmmm…. Not bad, about 8 inches, not bad at all.” Shane said as he placed a silver cock ring onto the head of Tyler’s dick and slid it all the way down to the base of his dick. Tyler felt so embarrassed and violated.
Once everything was put into place Shane exited through a door on the side of the room. Tyler started to calm down and get a hold on his situation. He began to analyze the situation. He quickly realized that his bonds were very secure and that the initial pain of the probe in his ass was beginning to subside, however, he still didn’t know what theses people wanted from him. Some of the pieces began to come together. The leather, the bar, what he’d seen in the bathroom. He knew they were gay, but…..oh no, he thought, they wanted to use him a sex toy, abuse him, rape him, a million degrading images ran through his head. How could he have been so stupid? He started pounding his head against the headboard at the top of the leather padded X that he was bound to. Then his thoughts turned to his family, would he ever see Lori again, his family, his students? Tears began to stream down his face at the thought of never seeing any of his loved ones again or how devastated his fiancé must be and how much he longed to hold her in his arms. Once his tears dried he again turned his attention to his current reality, how was he going to escape, could he escape. He pondered his options for a time.
After what seemed hours, he heard the side door to the room open and in stepped Brennan followed by Sean and Shane. Sean and Shane wore the same identical leather attire that Shane had earlier been wearing and Brennan was dressed in the same leather uniform from the night at the Roadhouse. He had a subtle smile on his face as he inhaled from his cigar. Brennan could see the fear and anger in Tyler’s eyes. Brennan approached Tyler and gently ran his leather gloved hand across Tyler’s abdomen up to his breasts and placed his hand gently under Tyler’s cheek, “Don’t fight it, you can’t.” he said in a soothingly convincing voice, “You will soon understand that this show you your destiny, your purpose for being, you will serve me.” Brennan then turned to Sean who was stationed at a computer console and said, “Begin stage one of programming.”
“Yes Master.” Sean replied.
Brennan turned back to Tyler, whose confusion at what Brennan meant could be see in his eyes, “We’ll talk later my slave, once stage one is complete.” With that Brennan left the room, while Sean and Shane began stage one of Tyler’s training. Tyler could hear motorized sounds coming from above his head, as he looked up he saw three identical LCD flat screens lower and position about ten inches from Tyler’s face. Shane then stepped up to the side of the screens and from behind the padding that Tyler’s head was positioned on unfolded two speakers from the sides of the leather padded X that Tyler was shackled to. Shane adjusted the flat screens and the speakers attached to the headrest so that they formed a hexagon around Tyler’s head. His sight and hearing were would not be able to escape whatever Brennan had in store for Tyler. Tyler’s heart began to beat faster and he could feel sweat beads forming on his head, his breathing quickened in nervous anticipation of what Brennan meant by ‘training’.
“Beginning stage one program training.” Tyler heard Sean say.
The screens came to life, the two on either side of the center screen displayed swirls of bright colors that moved in rhythm to ambient, soothing sounds coming from the speakers positioned directly at each of Tyler’s ears. The central screen began to flash images that only lasted for two of three seconds; each one was of different men. The words ‘relax’, ‘breathe’, ‘listen’, ‘concentrate’, ‘focus’ began to flash on the screens in addition to the images and colors. The images of men were semi-naked in poses; new words began to appear with the others, ‘hot’, ‘sexy’, ‘horny’, and ‘beautiful’ along with sounds of men having sex being added to the ambient music. Tyler’s focus fell deeply onto the images, just as he began to feel a small electrical pulse from the patches on his nipples and temples. The initial pain from the electricity being pumped from the patches into his body wore off to be replaced with intense arousing titillation, those feelings were accompanied by the same electric pulse moving through the metal device that had been secured in his ass. The rhythmic pulse of electricity, the music, images and words on the screens all combined to force Tyler to relax, this also led to Tyler to feel his dick begin to rise to a stiff position. His heart rate accelerated along with his breathing, but the word relax caused him to calm down. His cock was stiff from the program training, the electrical pulses coming from the metal rod in his ass were overwhelming, Tyler’s eyes glazed over from the erotic stimulation of the pulses. The images of men continued, but had changed to include images of men with long, thick cocks and hairless asses with open mouths, pictures of men with their cocks in their hands, the electrical pulses began to get stronger and more frequent. Tyler felt the need to cum, but couldn’t. While the cock ring made his cock want to burst with milky cum, the leather ball stretcher wouldn’t allow for his release. The sheer sensation of the images combined with the music, colors and electrical pulses pushed Tyler into frenzy, lusting for the need of release. The intense pleasure was beginning to turn to pain as Tyler desperately needed to cum, but couldn’t. With each new image becoming more revealing and more erotic, Tyler was lost in a manic lust for sexual bliss that could only be satisfied by the release of cum from his throbbing, pulsating cock. New words on the screens only intensified his need, ‘crave’, ‘desire’, ‘lust’, ‘passion’, ‘need’, ‘pleasure’, Tyler couldn’t take anymore. A river of sweat poured off of his body onto the floor. A new batch of images of men kissing, touching each other, stroking each other’s hair, rubbing torsos and thighs soon turned to men stroking each others cocks and sucking dick in longing, wanting desire. The ambient music continued with the swirls of colors and electric pulses from the patches on his nipples, temples and metal rod affixed in Tyler’s ass. His cock engorged more and more with blood as his balls turned a deep shade of red. He couldn’t last any longer, he had to have release, and nothing else would do. Shane walked over to the sweat drenched Tyler and grabbed the ball stretcher that held his now golf ball size nuts from releasing Tyler’s cum and with one pull removed it and in that moment a gargantuan moan could be heard through the ball gag in Tyler’s mouth as a thick stream of cum exploded from Tyler’s dick shooting five feet across the floor of the room.
As Tyler erupted in ecstasy, the music slowed, the electrical pulsing stopped and the images faded. The last image before the screens went blank was of a man with drops of cum on his chest smiling at Tyler. Tyler’s mouth struggled a slight smile in return through the ball gag as he passed out and the screen went blank.
Sean and Shane then proceeded to remove the patches and metal probe from Tyler along with his restraints. They carried his limp body into an adjacent room before reporting to Brennan. Once they had secured Tyler in his new location they returned to their Master. Brennan was sitting on a leather sofa drinking a beer and smoking one of his cigars. “Well, how was my new slaves first training session?” Brennan asked sitting his beer down. He was dressed in leather chaps and leather vest with matching motorcycle riding boots and leather cloves along with his usual riding cap and reflector sunglasses.
“Very well Master.” Sean reported, as he and Shane kneeled before their Master. Brennan extended his right booted foot toward Shane and he immediately met his Master’s desire, as Shane bent over and began licking and worshipping his Master’s leather boot with his tongue, Sean glance down at his biological brother and continued the report to his Master, “The training program worked exceptionally well and the slave offered little resistance to it.”
“Where is he now?” Brennan inquiring about his new slave’s progress as his eyes monitored Shane’s occupied mouth as his hands moved up and down massaging Brennan’s leather covered leg before taking another draw from his cigar.
“We placed him in the dungeon cage, restrained of course. He passed out from the training once he spewed his cum. A completely successful completion of stage one, my Master.” Sean informed.
“You have done well my slave, both of you.” Brennan said, as he reached out and held Sean’s chin with his leather-gloved hand, “you have earned a reward.” Brennan widened his legs to reveal his thick muscular cock with a large shining silver cockring enhancing his dick’s beauty. With his transfixed eyes hypnotically locked on Brennan’s cock and still cupping Sean’s chin, Brennan gently guided Sean’s salivating mouth toward his reward. Sean impaled his mouth upon his Master’s glorious cock. Brennan took a deep soothing breath and leaned his head back on the sofa taking another draw of his cigar and placed his free hand on the back of Sean’s neck. Shane moved closer and positioned himself beside his Master and began worshiping his god’s muscular torso, licking and massaging Brennan’s nipples with his tongue. Brennan lay there allowing his slaves to worship and serve him, as he took another draw from his cigar, he smiled and relished in the thought that it wouldn’t be long now before Tyler would enjoy serving him.

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