From Innocence to Carnality - Sex Stories

From Innocence to Carnality

... heightened activity. I want it to stop - it is too intense. But it continues to grow in size and strength. I am crying and drooling from around the tight-fitting cock in my mouth. Drool flowing down my chest. My legs and arms try to pull into a fetal position but are held tight by the chained shackles.

Master deep throats the cock in my mouth and forces more cum into my guts. I begin to feel not less of the swollen itch-tickle but that even its overwhelming intensity is pleasurable. I give into it. I am awash with it. My mind-body accepts the feelings. Wants the feelings. Needs the feelings. I hang suspended and spread - sweaty with an odd mix of acceptance and desire.

Master pinches two sides of a metal ring that almost incircles the bottom of my cock. As he pulls the rod out a little way, he closes the ring with a faint sizzle and warmth. My glans is throb-grabbing the rod but as Master pulls it further out precum leaks heavily around it. The ring is holding back a lot of pressure, though. It aches a little. A pleasurable ache. Master keeps pulling the rod out and adding tight and sealed rings around my cock. By the fifth ring just below the head of my cock there is only a slow seepage of pre-cum. He pulls the last of the rod out but immediately pushes a shorter metal plug into my urethra, securing it to the last ring. That stops the flow. The pressure builds. I need so badly to release it.

The cock in my mouth is once again jammed deep and another load of cum ...

... delivered right to my gut. I feel him gently begin to pull my cock down. "Don't fight me. I am going to tuck your cock between your legs to make you look and feel like the sissy you are."

Master is taking away my identity as a male. My sense of maleness is slipping away. Sissy.

Master rubs my precum saturated frenum and glans as he very, very slowly and gently pulls down on my organ. It's like he lights a fire in my in the middle of the head of my cock. A fire I can't control. I convulsively thrust my hips forward which just intensifies the vibrations I feel from the butt plug as my ass muscles contract in response to Master rubbing my glans and frenum. As my organ begins to yield to Master pulling down on it, it slowly loses rigidity but strangely the fire in my cock is increasing as he succeeds in pulling it down. The rings are less tight and the pressure behind them moves to the tip of my plugged cock. My organ is still swollen enough to continue to resist, but as he forces it straight down, pre-cum begins leaking around the urethral plug. Master continues to rub my cock end, inflaming it with pleasure. My hips are thrust out as far as I can go, making it easy for Master to finish folding my cock down between my balls.

A person with a bit of clinical smell closes a metal ring around behind my balls and encircling the base of my cock. Then sizzle heat. Off the top of that large ring, I feel him attach a downward bent frame to each of the five rings that bind my cock. ...