It’s time to explore part II from my client’s point of view and his amazing new metal cock cage. Read my perspective of this sex toy whore.

Last week, In Part I, Olivia explained how she prepared to take BBC.  It started with a trip to the Treasure Chest, an adult toy store in my city. Once I get there, I video call Olivia and hand the phone over to Debbie, the store clerk. Together, the two of them picked toys for me. For several hours they opened up my ass, gagged me and, made me fuck myself over and over again. The biggest shock came when Debbie put a metal cock cage on me. 

Chastity is something that never even came into my mind. It was surreal to see my cock enclosed in a metal cock cage.  They sent me home with the metal cock cage on and told me to come back the next morning.

When I got home, I found it difficult to pee and, when I got hard thinking about the day’s events, it hurt a lot as my stiff cock strained the limits of that metal cock cage. The next day I went back to the Treasure Chest. Debbie was waiting outside of the building.

She pushed me into the open door of her van and put a dark hood over my head. Then she handcuffed me to a post. After what seemed like an hour, Debbie pulled the van to a stop.

She opened the door and uncuffed me.

After she helped me out of the van, she pulled the hood off.

We were in a quaint residential area filled with gorgeous Victorian homes. A jet-black wrought iron fence surrounded the house in front of us. The house was a classic Victorian with a rounded dormer at the top. 

The siding was a shade of Fuchsia. The shutters were a shade of understated Hunter green, and the lawn was lush. It had the perfect smell of fresh-cut grass.

Debbie pressed a button, and a women’s voice crackled through the intercom.  Debbie announced herself and said she had Olivia’s project. The woman told Debbie to bring me around to the back entrance. 

The gate opened, and we walked around the back. There as a door made of really thick oak.  A buzzer rang, and the door opened. 

Debbie pushed me inside and told me to go down the stairway.  The stairs and the walls were all black, and there were lights on the walls.  The lamps were gas lamps, like the kind you would see in a historical house.

When we got down to the bottom of the stairs, I saw a room like no other I had ever seen.

The padded walls and ceiling had a blood orange leather surface.  The concrete floor was polished to perfection.

The equipment in the space was pristine.  Inside, there was an examination table with stirrups, a stockade,  and several leather benches. Positioned in the middle of the room was a big iron cross. 

Lining the walls was an array of whips, dildos, restraints, and probes. It reminded me of a yacht with dozens of fishing poles lined on along the wall of a State Room. Except that the items on the walls were intended for human abuse.

When the interior door opened, a woman with red curly hair came into the room. She was wearing a black latex bodysuit, paired with long high-heeled boots. She wore black latex gloves and, she smiled. 

Then, she told me to look down at the floor and then she cut my clothes off with a big pair of scissors. Before I knew it, I was naked. I heard Olivia laugh, and the Mistress told me Olivia was watching on a secure video stream. 

I could not see her, but she could see everything that was happening to me.

The Mistress released my metal cock cage, and I felt relief for a nanosecond. I did not see it happening, but a giant leather paddle began slapping my cock at light speed. 

Soon I was doubled up on the floor in pain, the paddling stopped. I started to get up as the heels of the black boots began pushing me down. The Mistress was digging her boot heels into my balls and stomach and nipples.

Before I knew what was happening my face was covered by a latex mask with little holes to allow me to breathe. I could not see, and the latex was basically squeezing my mouth shut. I am a mouth breather, so I was extraordinarily fearful because surely I was going to suffocate. 

Next, I was pushed and bent over what I figured was one of the leather benches.  I felt my hands cuffed to the floor and then a separator of some type wedged between my thighs. When my legs were spread, I felt shackles around my ankles and I soon realized that I was both bent over and chained to the floor.

Then, I heard Olivia say to use the barbed chain whip on my ass. 

I felt blood curdling and searing pain.  I could not cry out because the latex hood prevents me from moving my mouth.

Still, even in darkness, I saw stars because the pain was immense.  The whipping seemed to last forever until Olivia said that I could have a break.  They then lowered me onto all fours with my ass sticking straight-up. 

I heard Olivia tell the Mistress to let them loose and I heard what sound like two big dogs.  I felt two paws with sharp nails on my back and then a violent slippery K9 cock forcing my ass open.  Before I knew it, I was being humped and pumped by a dog with a huge cock over and over again. 

Finally, I felt explosions of cum in my ass spraying the walls of my boy-pussy. In the end, the dog pushed one last time and knotted up in me.  It took twenty minutes for his cock to deflate enough to come out.  As I lay on the floor in the dark, I could feel the K9 cum oozing from my ass.

Then I feel a different set of paws on me and a new K9 cock inside of me. 

As the second one violated my ass, I felt his teeth on my shoulder.  I felt his jaw tighten as his humping got faster. 

Finally, he bit me so hard I could feel the skin breaking the blood beginning to trickle down my shoulder.  After about ten minutes of a relentless assault on my ass and a searing pain in my shoulder, I felt another jet stream of cum inside of me and then the arousing feel of a knot in my ass again.  

Once they eased him out of me, the dogs went away, and I heard Olivia ask for my leather hood to come off. She told me that if I could take giant K9 cock, I was ready to take multiple BBC.  The Mistress bandaged my shoulder and gave me a women’s nightgown to wear home. 

Olivia told me to go home and sleep. She told me that the next night I should be in bed naked and leave my front door open. 

Stay tuned for Part III coming soon,

but come have your own hot phone sex experience now!

 

Phone Sex Kingdom Nicole Burke