He gestures to the bed. “Bend over.”
Quelling the urge to whimper, I place my elbows on the green coverlet of the bed and bend down. My buttocks are sticking high in the air.
“Take a deep breath,” he orders.
I do, and hold it.
Without warning or lubrication, Devlin inserts the long metal object into my anus. It’s six inches long and not as broad as his cock, but it spears me painfully anyway – the asshole virgin that I am. Tears sting my eyes.
“Oh please, please,” I moan.
“You don’t want to stop right now, do you? You’ve come so far.”
The metal dildo prize the tight walls of my rectum far, far apart – further than they have ever been stretched. Ignoring my soft squeals, Devlin rams it in to the hilt. The metal chains clink against one another, and several strands fall against the insides of my thighs.
Satisfied that it is in place, he takes two of the metal chains and secures them to a third, which he circles around my hips. Everything clicks into position. The crude and hard metal dildo in my asshole, held in place by the chains attached to the belt around my lower waist. But there are two longer chains that are still trailing on the coverlet between my legs. What are they for?
I will get my answer soon enough.
“Get up,” Devlin says.
If I thought that earlier I was in discomfort, I’m in a much worse state now. The metal clamps squeeze my pussy lips and nipples tightly, and behind, the cold dildo expands my rectum into an impossible width. I am a part metal beast.
I scramble off the bed, my metal pieces jingling.
“Stand with your legs apart.”
I do as he instructs. My heart is thudding within my ears. I watch him as he gathers the two long chains attached to the base of my punishing dildo. He pulls them upward, taking care to slide the linked chains between my already tortured pussy lips. He clips their upper ends to the quivering shell-like clamps on my nipples. The chains are stretched taut so that they burrow into the very depths of my pussy’s grooves.
I’m finding it difficult to draw breath now without the chains digging in deeper into my tender flesh. My breasts heave as he watches them. I don’t know how I will be able to walk if he asks me to. Between the clamps and the chains, my poor clit is rubbed raw.
“Come with me.”
He stands by the open window, where soft sunlight streams through the billowing yellow curtains. His cock is at its magnificent ramrod state. His hair lights up to a glorious golden color.
I do as he bids. Each step is as uncomfortable as I imagine, the metal rolling and jostling within and around me.
At the window, he presses down on my shoulders.
“Kneel.”
I’m suddenly aware of what’s outside – another building close by. The windows are all shuttered, but anyone can lurk behind the glass. Anyone and everyone can see us. I daren’t avert my face to look, but I’m sure that I can almost see shapes suddenly darting to the windows to watch me.
I get down on my knees and raise my head to meet his hard blue eyes. It is exhibitionism he now demands of me. Devlin is smiling. He grabs his long, hard cock and positions it in front of my mouth.
“Now suck me. Take as much of it as you can into your mouth.”
I open my mouth to the max and eagerly accept his fleshy intrusion. I am right. His cock is so wide than it fills my entire mouth. Immediately, he shoves the tip to the back of my throat. I gag.
His hands grab fistfuls of my hair.
“Don’t stop.”
I hear a low whistle and a catcall from outside the window. We are being observed.
“Now slide it in and out of your mouth.”
My jaw muscles clenching, I do so. Slicked by my saliva, his cock pounds the back of my throat mercilessly, hitting my gag reflex every time it does so. He’s so long that I’m unable to take even half of him into my mouth.
“With practice, you’ll be able to swallow all of it,” he says in satisfaction. “Maybe we should practice all day by the window. What do you think?”
Tears fill my eyes. I’m unable to answer. The taste of Devlin’s flesh on my tongue is a little salty. His pre-cum is leaking slightly from the tip.
Another wolf whistle. Out of the corner of my eye, I see shadows behind the windows of the other building.
After minutes of this, my cheek and jaw muscles are already stretched and fatigued. Devlin pulls his wet cock out of my mouth.
“Now lick it. Lick it all over.”
I run my tongue across the hot, long shaft, caressing the areas which have been neglected by my mouth. I lick it as if it’s a popsicle. I dart my tongue around its root, burying my nose into his earthy, moist pubic hair.
“Lick my balls.”
I cup his balls into my mouth and gently suck them, one by one. The rough flesh has a different texture. My hands are placed against his thighs. He has not given me permission for anything but my mouth to worship him.