to a pulley attached to the ground between his tortured feet. From there, the ends were fastened to his boot soles, one end to each foot.

The wires had about an inch of slack, which was quickly taken up as the bamboo raised him off the ground. The pain in his feet lessened but was soon replaced by a much greater pain in his groin.

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As he held on to the rising cock invading his helpless body, the wires tightened, pulling his testicles away from his body. strained to reduce the pain, but it only kept increasing. He was slowly castrating himself.

When he was pulled so tight he knew he could not stretch another millimeter, Trisha again appeared. He knew he would be unable to move at all. A few more hours on his perch and the wire would cut its way through his skin and he would hear two plops as his balls hit the gleaming floor below.

He watched in horror as Trisha donned thin rubber gloves and coated them with some kind of oil. He shook his head in denial as she lowered her hands and took his cock in her grip.

He began to whisper his pleas as he realized her intentions. The slick, oil covered hands slid up and down his growing cock. She kept up the motion until he grew hard. Against his will he began to groan.

His body took over as she increased the speed of her hands. Faster and faster she ran her gloves up and down his glistening shaft. He resisted her as long as he could, but finally his tormented body began to respond.

Even as tightly as he was strung, his muscles began to force his body to buck forward and back in response to her ministrations. She laughed as each contraction pulled his wire nooses tighter. Soon he also began to loose his control of the dildoe as his rear channel.

As she increased her movement, she grasped him even tighter, willing him to drive himself further and further until his cock swelled and his body reached orgasm.

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His screams were began to spasm as well.unearthly as he spasmed on his pole, pulling his balls tighter and tighter as he clasped and released his intruder. His cum shot out the end of his cock, spurt after spurt shooting its way through the air to land on the floor in front of him.

As his body returned to a state of rest, he realized he had only drawn himself that much tighter. She had made him torment himself by his own actions. She left him to stare at his discharge, shaming him as he began to rise even higher into the air.

When he had reached the point where he knew his balls were about to be sliced from his aching crotch, he had convinced himself that he would welcome the release. At least it would be over, and the pain would end.

He told himself again and again that he was ready, but then he saw her approaching him again.

He watched in growing dread as she put the gloves on again and drenched with them with the slippery oil. He began to cry as he realized she was going to jack him off yet again. He would once again ride the pole of pain and pleasure, tearing his very body apart as she forced him to respond to her.

The last thing he remembered before he lost consciousness was the exquisite pain as she drove him to a final orgasm and the horrible explosion in his crotch as the cum tried to force its way up from his glistening balls through the wire nooses which prevented any exit. Then all was darkness.

When Bimbo awoke he found himself attached to a very solid steel frame. The position he was forced into was not in itself painful, but the remnants of pain from his previous experience still held his attention.

He was in something of an S shape, and he was immobile. His legs were spread apart and curved slightly back behind his body.

He could not see them, but he quickly realized his boots were still attached. Since his weight was no longer on his trapped toes, the pressure was reduced somewhat, but he an attempt to wiggle his toes soon showed him they were still wedged into their prison.

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