Controlled andHumiliated - Sex Stories

Controlled andHumiliated

... feet and we went back to our booth where Sean placed my coffee cup in front of me and ordered me to drink it. I tentatively began to drink my coffee, feeling the cream slide over my lips, savouring it on my tongue when I noticed my apple juice was open, but said nothing. As we were sitting Sean ordered me to pull my balls out of my shorts, just my balls, he laid a ball stretcher on the table and told me to put it on. I opened the fly of my shorts and pulled out my balls, leaving my cock trapped in my short. In the position I was sitting it would be difficult but I did, pulling them out from my body and attaching it. He then told me to keep my hands above the table finishing my coffee and then my juice. I continued to sip my coffee, sucking up the last of the server's cream and I felt his foot, more accurately his shoe resting on my balls. He started to push hard against my balls crushing them under his foot, occasionally lifting and kicking my balls with the heel of his shoes. Matt put his hand in my short and put his finger under my foreskin and started to massage the head of my cock focusing on my piss slit again, forcing the end of his finger in while Sean just kept increasing the pressure on my balls, taking my breath away. Concentrating on drinking was difficult but eventually I finished my coffee and then picked up my juice. My first sip revealed that it was piss -- Matt's piss and it was still warm `Chug it you pig slut' he hissed at me and I chugged about half of it. ...

... He then picked up the bottle and poured the remaining content over my chest and shorts, soaking me with his piss. And all the while he kept forcing his finger into my piss slit and Sean kept pounding my balls with the heel of his shoe. By now I really needed to piss and told Sean. He said good time to go anyway, stuff those balls back into your pants and zip up. With the ball stretcher on it was difficult to push my balls back into my short and when I zipped up the pressure was intense, it felt like my balls were being crushed by a vice. When I stood up it felt like my cock and balls were protruding a foot from my body, of course my cock was rock hard from Matt's abuse on to my cock head and Sean's ball crushing as well as the Cialas, butt plug forcing its way into my body and the ball stretcher. And as we all know a full bladder gives you a hard on as well. It felt as if everyone in the coffee shop as watching. The server followed us out and stopped us on the side walk. He stepped up to me smiled, hugged me and brought his knee up and slammed into my balls and then thanked all of us for the good tip. My bladder felt like it was going to explode and when we got to the van Matt said I could relieve myself. I was pulling down my fly when he said no, just to let it go. I had never pissed myself, I had been pissed on but this was new and embarrassing but I had no choice and I let go. The first drops soaked the fabric of my shorts, then it welled around my cock and began to drip ...