Peter Goes Gay Sub for Daddy Ch. 03

"You may want to cum, you may, but ask permission first." Herb put in.

They looked at me as if expecting a reply. I nodded my head eagerly, and Will raised it to the next level and gave me a test shock in my nipples and nuts. The pain felt not incremental but exponential. It was like double the first shock. This time, I cringed and contracted from the pain. My nipples felt really engorged and painful. The current seemed to run from my nipples straight to my crotch, where it met the one from my testicles. My asshole twitched and gulped to be filled. I was chilly and shivering.

Will removed the gag and patted my face lightly before pushing his fingers in my mouth sensually and pleasantly.

"That wasn't so bad, huh, little Petey?"

I nodded numbly in agreement, but without much conviction. The pain felt intense on impact, but dissipated quickly. Again, unlike the cane or the flogger, which left residual pain in their wake, I felt the pinch of the allegator clips, but the shocks left only the slightest intimation of the pain, a faint echo.

Despite my fear and pain, both my nipples and my peenie were aflame with lust. Herb had never stopped massaging and burrowing into my hole. I could see Will's slimmer but substantial penis flopping around in front of me, I was anxious to get started. Being penetrated and filled by their lovely cocks I was sure would help me endure the electrocution.

Will went first, swapping out his fingers for his cock down my throat. His large distended scrotum slapped against my chin, and I felt my nipples explode with the shock, but I was pinned, so I could only flinch a little and hold the cock down my throat. He shocked me for as long as he stayed in there, then stopped as he pulled out.

He let me suckle it without pushing forward, like a pacifier. It felt so delicious to suckle on the head of his cock, liking up his sweet sweet precum; the sharp pain gone, but my inflamed nipples ached to be touched. Just then Herb drove his even bigger cock in my asshole hard and deep. It felt so good going in; the burning pain was there and the satisfying fullness. As the shock hit, I almost came on the spot.

The jolt went off as his crotch made contact with my skinny buns. He too held himself inside me and continued shocking my little package, until he decided to pull out slowly. I recognized the brilliance of this training. The pain from his cock--I was already in love with--mingled with the electricity. It all turned into a stunning melody, as Will plunged back down my throat and zapped my tits.

His cock was kind of perfect for my throat; no behemoth like Noah, Herb, or even Carlos, but it fit so comfortably down my throat, without causing much commotion. I swallowed it down and kept working my throat muscles as if drinking water. I gulped down massaging his cock with my throat. He moaned audibly, and the zapping went on, but I barely registered it. I was expecting it now, so I was as not jumpy. I put all my focus on pleasing his cock and ignored the shock.

Behind me, Herb drove deep into me and hit the zapper as he hit bottom. I was getting it double from both ends. I was so opened up, vulnerable and aroused; I was building fast toward another orgasm. I couldn't believe it myself, but I wanted Will to turn the power up because the stimulation would drive me over the top.

When he finally pulled out of me and let me suckle his cock, I nodded and pleaded.

"P-p-p-pleeeease, Sir. Oooph! Turn... eh... up..."

"Aww, sweetie, of course. You like it now, don't you, baby?"

"Umph, hmmmph." I moaned and nodded, taking his cock back in my mouth and loving on it, waiting for the spark.

He gave me a zap at the new level and again it felt doubled. I flinched again, and Herb drove into me and hit his button. I swallowed Will's cock down knowing it would mean another jolt to my tits. I needed it to balance the other. He let me have his cock, but rather than let it sit down my throat I began to lunge at it driving it in and out of me hard and fast.

Bzz! Bzz! Bzz! Will gave me quick zaps to match what I was doing and Herb began fucking my ass at a moderate pace, sinking his cock deep in my hole and holding it there. So, that I was getting about twice as many shocks on my tits as my nuts. This turned out to be a magic combination. I was going to cum hard and fast from the stimulation. I luckily had the forethought to take the cock out of my mouth and beg to come and have the power turned up again. So submissive, I had begun to think of it as reward, and I thanked them.

As soon as I felt that next big shock, I quivered and shuddered into a massive orgasm. I didn't really feel the pain anymore. It all felt just sensitive and good. Herb's cock in my ass was fantastic. As I was coming down from ecstasy mountain, I wished he would really just start banging me rather than the slow sensitive thing he was doing.

I started moving my hips to give him the idea to really fuck me. While I was coming, I felt totally satisfied and full, but when it ended it seemed I was still just as cock hungry; what a nasty fuckin' cockslut I am. I had Will's cock in my mouth, but I was not swallowing it. He pushed deep in my throat and shocked me. I grunted and moaned around his cock.

Having come, I was no longer in the same enraptured state and the shock felt more present, yet I felt indebted to my hosts and tried to focus even more on their pleasure. With little control of anything, I did use my hands--my arms tied behind my back--to open my asscheeks to Herb's exploring penis, and allow him better access. I reached forward with my head to swallow Will's cock; the harness choked my neck tightening my throat for him.

I looked up into his eyes, mine teary and puffy from crying and sucking cock. I nodded vigorously with his cock down my throat craning my neck to maintain eye-contact. He understood and cranked the shocker all the way up to ten and gave me my first taste of what it was like as his cock hit bottom.

The pain was transcendent and terrifying, it gave my whole body a start, and for a moment I thought of nothing at all. My mind just went blank, and my body seem not to belong to me. My consciousness was just an energy hovering over my body. Then, I felt Herb slither into me from behind and another sharp jolt from down there. But it wasn't until the third shock, when Will was pushing back into my throat that I felt myself drift back into my body and really feel what was happening.

It was just as before, but ten times as intense. I thought my little peenie was going to burst from the pressure it was exerting on the steel cage. I couldn't believe how hard it was or how my whole body tingled with sexual energy. It had been maybe as long as ten minutes since I had an earthshaking orgasm caused by anal and electrical stimulation. And, again I was on the precipice of something that felt like it would overwhelm the last by orders of magnitude.

Herb and Will appreciated my efforts to bring them pleasure and took full advantage. They both began to finally fuck me with intention to fill me with their cum. I loved that with two cocks I didn't have to choose between cum in my ass or mouth. I was so ready for that; it made me feel so good to be reciprocating the pleasure I was getting from these men. They had shown me wonders already and brought me a new sublime kind of pain.

Neither they nor I was going to last very long at the pace and force they were fucking into me. I couldn't really verbalize, but I made it clear to them that I was about to come and they recognized it and gave me permission. I came first squirming and twisting in my harness spit-roasted and shocked, and they were both right behind me.

Will started to cum down my throat, but he finished by spraying my face with the last of it. I was licking around to taste it. It was delicious; he let me suckle his bulbous head again as his erection faded and rubbed it on my face to wipe the cum into me.

Herb came deep and continuously into my guts. It felt hot in my ass; I could feel it ooze around his cock and out of my hole. His last shock lasted until he pulled out and prolonged my ecstasy until then; I pushed back against him despite the shocking, to keep it there. Then, he came around my front with his meaty slimy cock, and I swallowed it down and lapped up it up clean. He kept it my mouth until soft.

I was happily sucking on it and playing with it in my mouth, but I was kind of missing the shock. I looked up at Will, and plunged myself down on Herb's softening cock; he gave me one last zap on my tits. I squealed on Herb's softening cock and smiled, looking up happily at them, as I began to feel Herb's warm piss filling my mouth. I tried to swallow as fast as I could, but there was no way; he was pissing like a race horse.

Then Will came over with his big flaccid cock and started pissing too. He was aiming at my mouth, but missing terribly and getting it all over my face. He smiled an evil smile and gave me another shock it made me jerk and choke myself getting more piss on my face. The chuckled at my predicament and smiled broadly.

"Whew hooo!" Will said when they were done. He undid the clips and put the machine away.

"Look at the fucking mess, you made, whore! Get this cleaned up!" He shouted in mock outrage.

They flipped me face down, still in harness. There was piss all over the leatherette ottoman. Herb pushed my head down on it harshly, and I slurped it up. He moved my head around the surface using my face like a rag. When I had slurped up most of it, I used my tongue lick it up. The harness cinched around my neck as I reached or was pushed to slurp the piss.

He turned me around to where my rear had been; there was a slurry from fucking my ass. I did my job there too, and they lifted me off the ottoman and onto the floor. There was lots of piss on the floor, fortunately it was large smooth tile. Herb and Will sauntered out lightly kissing each other and wrapping themselves in their rich brocaded robes.

"We'll be back when you're done cleaning up, whore." They chanted in unison as they sashayed upstairs, cackling churlishly.

They tossed a hand towel some twenty feet away from where I was. It seemed I had choice; it was like one of those math problems. There is X volume of piss on the floor; the rag is Y distance from me. Would it be easier--if also more humiliating--to lick up the piss where I lay? Or, to crawl all the way over and back with the harness choking and harassing me the whole way.

I chose the rag because all the piss I drank had made me have to piss too. The rag was near the bathroom, and I didn't want to have to lick up my own piss in addition to theirs. Crawling there was both easier and harder than I thought. It was quite an odyssey because I would choke myself quite a bit, but went faster than I anticipated.

I made a beeline to the bathroom first. The door was closed, but unlocked. I had to maneuver myself up on my haunches and suck the knob into my mouth and twist my head. It was hard because I had to twist my head all the way to left as the harness choked me. I finally managed, and tumbled into the bathroom, where getting onto the toilet presented its own obstacles.

I looked over at the shower and crawled in there instead, but the levers hard for me to reach. I tried to piss discretely by the drain, but that proved impossible. With extreme effort I manage to the get the shower on to rinse out the piss, but I soaked myself with ice cold water, then I made my way back out to the hand towel, but took a breather once I got there. When I was ready to proceed, I took the towel in my mouth and waddled on shoulders and knees back to the pissy floor back where I had been fucked and shocked.

It took another big effort and time to get the mess cleaned up. When I finally finished, I collapsed from exhaustion. I was passed out with the pissy towel for a pillow when the men came back down. I might have been an hour or two later. They untied me and took the harness off; I felt wobbly and groggy.

"Well, dear, it seems our little whore is tired out. Maybe it's time we put our fucktoy away for the night. We don't want anything to happen to it. Heh heh heh!" Will cackled.

"Yes! My dear, come with us."

I had visions of a comfy bed I might share with them, or maybe just a single monk's bed, or a cot, even a pallet on the floor--not at all what they had in mind.

On rickety legs, they led me to a corner of the basement playroom where a rope hung from a hook in the ceiling. Under it a small grate for drainage and on a wall a spigot with a hose attached. Herb lowered the rope and wrapped it around my neck. The rope was tied in a loop not like a noose that would tighten and choke.

They sat me on a small shower stool, and Will brought over some very high heeled bondage boots (replacing my Maryjanes) that made me stand on the very tips of my toes. The heels were stiletto, but the toe-box was chunky giving slight balance when I stood up. Another bit of information Noah must have given them in advance. The boots were my size, though very tight, which I suppose was by design.

He raised the rope until it tugged me up just enough to keep me from on my feet without choking. He took off my panties, the little pouch with my little caged peenie was soaked through from my emissions. I nearly choked trying to step out of them. The shoes made me slip around on the smooth tile as I tried to keep my balance. They removed my leather bra, plastered to my chest, my nipples wracked with pain, and raw from the allegator clips.

Without the bra tension, my nipples felt a mixture of relief and revival of the pains they had suffered not just from the clips but the cumulative effect of the zapping. Will forced my legs open, which forced me off-balance to struggle to keep from choking.

Herb turned on the hose and pointed it at my bum; the water ice-cold, and the pressure made it feel like it was cutting into and through me. He shot into my open hole then all over my back. Will twisted me around; I choked a little as I slipped in the shoes. Herb sprayed my front. He seemed to get a big kick out of shooting jets of water dead center at my sore nipples.

When they were satisfied with my rinsing (I was soaked quite through), Will wrapped me in a large very luxurious towel and patted me dry, hugging and cuddling as he rubbed the towel on me. He held me close and kissed me lightly and gently.

"Oooh, mmm, your Daddy so lucky. You're such a sweet little whore, Petey." He cooed.

I moaned back in appreciation of his touch and the compliment. He squeezed and lifted my pert skinny ass. I could feel his suddenly hardening cock against my belly. I had been exhausted by the earlier encounter, but the bracing cold water had re-awakened me and given me fresh energy. I pushed my pelvis against his stiffening cock, and wrapped my arms, which had been respectfully behind my back, around Will, and let him kiss me. Herb stood aside and watched with vague interest.

"Maybe, I'm not quite done with our little fucktoy yet? My sweet..." He said stroking my cheek.

"Mmmmmph, gggrrrrggh," I moaned, he pressed down on my shoulders, and the rope choked.

"How would you like that, whore, being used again?" He let go of my shoulders.

"Ooooh, yes! Please, Sir! I would love that." His hard cock pressing against me had revived me further.

"Well... aren't we the eager little beaver..." he said as I choked myself to rub myself on his semi-erect penis.

"Yes, Sir."

"I can just fuck you, but I'd would really please me to flog you some; you wouldn't mind, whore?"

"No, Sir! Please... I'd love it if you would flogged me!"

"That's a sweet little pain slut."

Will signaled Herb, who, spurred to action, came over to me with a pair of soft fuzzy handcuffs. He pulled my arms back and snapped them on me. He, then, undid the rope from a wall hook and tied it to the handcuffs. So that, I had "control" of the rope: with my arms extended up as far as I could behind me, I could widen my stance and bend over. With my hands down by my ass, I had to stand up straight in the tiptoe boots to keep from choking.

Herb caressed my asscheeks fondly and stepped away. Will came up to me with a large leather flogger, with "rose" knotted strands. He showed it to me with a mischievous grin on his face. He leaned in and again kissed me gently.

"My sweet little whore, we are both going to enjoy this so much! Feel it... you think it will hurt you, honey?"

He ran the flogger around my body; I could feel the tight balls of the leather knots. I could sense the weight of them and their roughness. This was not fine Corinthian leather, but closer rawhide. I was a bit afraid of the damage it would do; I knew it would hurt bad. But I was in pure subspace, where all I wanted was to please this man.

"Ooh, yes, Sir! Please!"

He ran the handle between my legs from back to front, tapping the end on my gaping hole. I held my arms up high, so I could bend over to give him access. Then, he pulled it through the front, the swirling strands caressing and cutting into the sensitive skin of my inner thighs. My little peenie flinched and twitched as my arousal increased. I could see, through Will's open robe that this was having a similar effect on him.

"Oh, fuuuck! Petey, you little fag whore. You're getting me so fuckin' excited. Beg me to flog you, whore!"

"Yes, please, Will, Sir. I want you to flog me. Pleease... hurt me!"

He was so eager to get started, he didn't really let me finish. He slapped sharply at my upstretched arms, upsetting the delicate balance I had finally achieved with the boots, and sending me whirling and choking. Then he struck down my low back and quickly up between legs, hitting my inner thighs and just lapping at my tiny testes.

"Ooowwww, oooooph... ogh, oogh!" I screamed and began sobbing loudly.

"Ooooh, honey! Yes! Yes! Your screams are delicious. Go ahead and scream and weep as loud as you like, sweetie, we've soundproofed the whole basement. What do you say, sweetie?"

"Ooof! Uhghg, OW! T-t-thank youuu, Sir! Please strike me again, sniff sniff!"

He did; this time, he struck my chest getting my already sore nipples. The pain was incredible, but I just took it. I screamed again, which helped dissipate the pain. And I thanked him and begged for more. We went on like that for a few more hits; then, Herb brought over what looked like broomstick with a plunger attached. I couldn't figure out what it was about until he got closer.

It was pretty much that, a sturdy suction cup with a two-foot-long wooden handle and a rather fat rubber dildo attached on the end. He worked the dildo into my ass, then stuck the plunger end to the tile wall behind me; choking me, while maneuvering me onto it. He manipulated me harshly, but I was so grateful for his thoughtfulness. A big cock in my ass was welcome and helped sink me deeper into my sub zone, so I could please Will, by taking more abuse.

I happily withstood the rest of the strikes, screaming, thanking, and respectfully begging for more. The dildo-on-a-stick also helped with balance. As it went on, I got into a rhythm where I could work the dildo in and out of my ass as he struck. I concentrated on making myself cum this way because I knew how much Will would enjoy making me cum with his flogger. It wasn't too hard the dildo was giving me so much pleasure that I just folded the pain from lash into it.

When I was there, I begged Will for more so I could cum for him, and he was delighted to permit me to cum from striking me. I saw how much he enjoyed that thought. I could also see he was eager to fuck me; and thought I should get my orgasm out of the way. I came much harder than I expected which excited him. I knew it would be my last strike before he fucked me and I felt bit sad about it.