My straining ears hear the sound of rubber being stretched and twanged. Someone is putting on rubber gloves. Very close to me. Same noise again, this time to my right.
I stand with my hands clasped behind my head, naked except for a hard rubber collar and a blindfold closing my eyes tightly shut. It is cool where I stand but I can feel beads of sweat forming all over my body. I try to relax and breath deeply but I am just too tense. I feel a rubber hand stroke down my back. My cock stirs a little but remains deflated and limp. Then it is my left nipple and it is lightly pinched and pulled. I wait holding my breath. Knowing. Just knowing. Suddenly my nipple is cruelly twisted hard and pinched. Gasping, I try not to move. I have moved my head down and the hand releases the nipple and grabs me under the chin and roughly forces my head back up.
As the hand releases my chin the glove brushes down over my sore nipple.
The glove then strokes the back of my left thigh and caresses slowly up to my buttocks. I feel a single finger of rubber slide under my left check and find its way to my perineum. Slowly it traces up the crack of my backside, pressing lightly on my anus before continuing higher, then leaves my body. A rubber hand then holds my languid cock. A sharp slap smacks across my arse cheeks. Please. Please yes, the pain, the exquisite pain. My cock swells in a split second as another smack from the strap slaps my cheeks. Yes. Oh yes. A beating, please yes. I crave this and it has arrived. The beating stops. I arch my back and push my bottom out ever so slightly. A voice murmurs.
"Not yet slut."
I know, disappointingly, they have used the strap jusy to get my cock super hard and not as a reward. I choke back a plea for more because I have learnt that it is not about what I want.
The glove pulls my collar and I am yanked forward. My thighs bump against something. I am commanded.
"Up."
I clamber onto a small platform.
"Down slut, on your hands and knees."
I remove my hands from my head and get into position. Again the rubber glove forces my head up whilst another pushes at the small of my back. I arch my back and raise my chin as high as I can. My thigh is smacked as I am ordered.
"Wider."
I reposition my knees further apart. I am left like this for quite some minutes. I can hear movement around me but I hold still and wait. I hear a click, a pop and a whir and behind even my tight blindfold I sense light. I know I am being photographed. Every angle covered.
After maybe twenty shots. The rubber finger returns to my arse crack. I suddenly gasp. A mass of freezing cold gel is squirting onto my back at the base of my spine and I feel it slowly meander back and then run down into my arse crack. The rubber finger starts to probe my anus, pushing and working in the gel. The finger scoops more from my back and another hand spreads my arse allowing the finger to work more gel in, ever deeper. The finger follows the gel into my anus and I gasp out loud at this. Another spare gloved hand wipes the last of the gel off of my back and then grabs my solid, jutting cock. Slowly it begins to pump backwards and forwards. This is delicious. Involuntarily I start to slowly hump the rubber covered hand. As this happens the finger probes deeper and deeper. Slowly synchronising the movement in time to my slow humps. I start to groan and moan. The rubber finger in my anus suddenly goes in deep and hard and at the same time the hand increases the rhythm around my cock. I am aware of nothing except a deep guttural sound in my ears mixed in with the thumping of my heart as I buck and rock. I hear a voice crying.