I was getting involuntarily high on poppers from my sexy backless briefs that had been stuffed in my mouth by the hunky french speaking guy. He had ripped them off me while I was tied to the St. Andrew's Cross and soaked them in poppers before filling my mouth to stop me shouting out. I heard him walk away. His scarf was tied around my head covering my eyes. I was naked arms and legs spread wide and restrained.
I knew there were guys coming and going. I could hear murmurs in french over the porn soundtrack. I heard the clang of the chains of the sling which was in front of me. I could only make muffled noises as a tried to free myself from the ankle and wrist restraints.
A hand stroked my chest and brushed my nips. The sensation was crazy. I jumped. My cock began to spring back to life. I wasn't horny I was scared now. I had only come here to kill time. I'd got in the zone with some poppers but that had passed.
A flat open hand appeared under my low hanging balls. It began gently tapping my balls. A wet tongue was licking my nips and running up and down my body and into my pits. It felt so good. I had no idea who it belonged to. I could just smell a musky wave of sweatiness. The hand stated tapping a little more forcefully at my nuts until it had become a regular slapping. My balls were jumping and so was I. I wriggled to try to minimise the slapping. It got harder. Someone was full on spanking my balls now. Harder and faster. I was shouting stop into my briefs gag but just muffled sounds came out. The pants were taken from my mouth and I was shouting out. The spanking continued and there was a mix of sounds from guys nearby. Some laughed and joked, one cheered and others hummed a sound of mmmmmmm as my degrading situation clearly turned them on. I realised my cock was at full mast now. It must be turning me on too.
The briefs were stuffed back in my mouth. Fresh poppers has been added to them and my fast breathing caused me to get high pretty quickly. My heart pounded. My cock and balls were slapped around and other hands had joined in groping my arse and pinching my nips. Tonguing my pits and one guy licked my face. That was too much. I tried to kick my legs but I was held firmly in place. A different bottle of poppers were under my nose. It smelled different. I breathed in and out and took hits. This one made me really horny I was torn between heaven and hell.
The ball slapping had let up. I could feel my low hanging nuts had risen high up to my body like they were getting ready to shoot. Someone else was already on the situation. A hand grasped my balls and pulled them downwards in a firm but gently motion. They were stretched as low as they would go and I was panicking. It felt good. So hot having my balls squeezed like that. One tug further and they would be tipped off I was sure.
Something was happening. Something felt odd around my sack. What was he doing? A feeling of tightness came suddenly. He was tying something around my balls like a thin rope or a shoe lace. Round and round my scrotum from the base of my cock downwards to the top of my nuts he let go but my buys stayed in place, stretched low, held by the string. He continued to wind it up between my two balls and pulled quite tightly I felt my balls separate from each other but I couldn't work out where each one was. A knot was tied and my nuts felt tightly secure. The poppers were still flowing and a guy was now biting my nipples. I never had this done to me before and it was way too much. I was shouting into my gag to stop and stopped paying attention to my poor balls.
The slapping started again on my balls. This time each was tight and pointing in different directions. Every slight slap hurt like fuck. Something heavy was hanging from them. Whatever it was was getting kicked and it was swinging all over the place pulling my balls around with it. A finger touched my piss slit and dipped under my foreskin. It felt wet. This finger was not gentle. It was scooping up my precum. Soon a mouth took all of my head. It was wet and after just a few seconds drove me crazy. My balls and nips were so abused and the poppers took me over. I came. Hard. Shot after shot into the wet mouth that was working my dick so much. Fuck. Everything was so sensitive. I was empty. My cock softened slightly. I was exhausted. The mouth didn't stop sucking. I wriggled around like crazy it was too much. My balls hurt. The nip pinching and biting continued. Fuck did they not know I'd cum?
A few mins later of me writing around in discomfort, things died down and my hands were released. Somebody muscular had got hold of my wrists from behind. My feet were untied and I was marched over the room and pushed back into the sling. I lay back exhausted and didn't struggle anymore. The scarf was taken off my face. As my eyes adjusted I saw my muscular french speaking friend's face smirking at me. He slapped my cheeks a few times and said "ok?" I nodded a little dazed.
"So you go or stay?" I glanced around me to see at least 10 guys wanking average to enormous cocks and eyeing up my exposed hole. I was spent. My balls were empty. My balls were tied and felt used. My nips hurt like fuck. I should have pulled myself together and got out of there but I didn't.
"Stay" I quietly replied.
Part 3 coming very soon