"Let's see if we can stay the right side of the line"

Curiosity had got the better of me when after a few drinks at a club with friends we had gotten into a casual conversation with another of the clubbers, that was about four weeks ago and as the small talk expanded into a full blown discussion on sexual preferences, he had admitted that he was into bondage and electro-stimulation. Fascinated I had asked what the latter entailed, he had briefly explained and finished up by stating that anyone not trying it could not know what they were missing.

He gave me a card with his contact number and said if any of us fancied the idea, all we had to do was phone him. When he left, my friends and I continued our drinking, occasionally coming back to the subject and discussing the relative pros and cons of the idea.

"You're always up for anything," Brian said, addressing me.

"Yeh, so?"

"Well, I'll tell you what, why don't you stop talking about it and give it a try"

"Good idea, if it's any good we'll all go next time," said Alan.

"Yeh, I think he should do it cos' it's a bit like the work he does!" said Phil.

"You're full of Bullshit, you guys think cos' I make porno movies, I'll do anything, but really I'm the only one whose got the guts" I responded, a little annoyed that my work was always the butt of the joke.

"Tell you what, we'll make it interesting, how about having a whip round and paying you to be the first" Alan said as they all shook their head in agreement.

"Number one you've got more money than sense, number two I never turn down hard cash, how much are we talking about?"

The discussions went on for the next twenty minutes and we finally agreed that if I took up their challenge I'd get paid seventy-five pounds when I reported back to them.

Which was how I came to be chained to this table.

I called Darren, the man who now stood over me wearing the hood, about a week ago, the arrangements for the get together had been made, and now I was here.

Arriving at the appointed time and after having a few drinks, he showed me to a small dressing room and said that I should strip off and wear the white, cotton pyjama type trousers and short tank top he handed me.

I stood in the dressing room and with some trepidation looked in the full-length mirror, as I slipped on the almost transparent cotton pants and tank top he had given me. They left absolutely nothing to the imagination and were quite tight fitting, the top fitted like a second skin, hugging my well defined pectorals and six pack whilst the pants revealed the sculpted outlines of my thighs, cock and balls.

Having dressed, I opened the door and went out to meet Darren who was now dressed in a black leather hood, studded harness encompassing his bare chest, leather chaps and a studded leather pouch that barely encompassed his cock and balls, on this hands he wore tight leather fingerless gloves and had a glass of liquid in each hand.

"Here, try this, it's my own special cocktail……I call it 'The Hard Cock Tail', he said, smiling and handing me one of the glasses of warm liquid.

I took a swig of the concoction that was cloudy, tasted strongly of Brandy and left a bitter aftertaste.

"Shall we get started?" he said as he encouraged me to finish the drink.

"No time likhh the presnt, I spose" I replied, my mouth unable to form the words properly and feeling distinctly light headed, as he guided me towards a darkened room.

I stood leaning against the doorway as he entered, walked across the room and switched on several bright lights, one illuminated a wall with large metal rings hanging from it about seven feet from the floor and roughly six feet apart, there were another identical set of rings at floor level, each ring had a length of chain attached and at the end of each was a manacle.

The other lights illuminated a sort of black leather covered operating table almost in the centre of the room and whilst I hesitantly tried to step forward, having difficulty putting one foot in front of the other, Darren came across to guide me towards the wall.

He propped my back against the rough brickwork and taking the chains hanging from the upper rings he snapped a manacle loosely around each wrist in turn, doing the same to my legs on the lower rings.

I was now spread-eagled against the wall and although I knew exactly what was going on around me, with all my senses working normally, I was unable to resist even if I'd wanted to.

"Wha you pud in thaaat drinnnk," I slurred.

"Why you feeling good?"

"I feeehl greeeeat"

"Ah that's good, that's the reaction of the cocktail, it dulls your resistance but heightens your sense of feeling"

"Greeeat, less get sommmm ashion go ing theyn"

"Right" he said walking over to me and tearing at the tank top, ripping it open down the centre.

"A nice hairless chest, just what I like," he said gently pinching my nipples between his forefingers and thumbs.

The sensation of his touch was like an electric shock to my system and as I felt the movement of his fingers, stirrings began in my groin with my cock beginning to harden and trying desperately to stand.

Restricted by the tightness of the thin cotton fabric, my member was forced to press against my inner thigh, swollen and engorged, it pressed against my balls, making me long to release it. I pulled against the manacles around my wrists and then tried to free my legs, but it was futile, I was held fast and in truth enjoying it thus far.

Darren used one of his hands to tenderly and randomly massage my chest and taught stomach whilst with the other, he grasped my cock through the thin fabric and using two fingers and the thumb slid them up and down the length of it.

My knees buckled and I hung by my arms, moaning in the pure unadulterated lustful sensations as I felt pre-cum dribble from my cock and an automatic urge to thrust my hips forward took hold.

His grip on me hardened as he felt the dampness seep through the thin fabric and my rigid cock, although not in its usual upright position, throbbed under his touch, suddenly, the urge to shoot my load became unstoppable, and letting out a cry I ejaculated.

Within a few seconds my cum had soaked through the cloth with a considerable amount running down the inside of my leg almost to my knee.

Darren bent down and with force ripped through the thin cotton almost from waist to knees, leaving shredded fabric hanging in ribbons and letting my still dripping cock swing free of its restrictions. Then grabbing my balls in his leather-clad hand, he lifted them up and forward, forcing my semi hard member with them as he opened his mouth and slipped my cock into it.

I felt him suck even more strenuously as my member began to swell under the attention, the way he used his tongue in a rotating motion around the head, occasionally probing for the little hole at the end, made me rock back and forth on my restraints in an attempt to push myself deeper into his hot mouth.

Looking down at him crouching before me, I could see traces of my cum around his lips and chin, and between his legs, his cock had burst from the top of the pouch with three quarters of it standing proud and attentive in the cool air of the room.

He partially released his grip on my balls and using the forefinger of the same hand pushed it into my arsehole as I went into spasm, rotating my hips and pushing downward on the intrusive forefinger, but feeling my cock grow hard as a rock in his mouth.

Imperceptibly I changed my gyrations and started automatically to pump back and forth feeling the immediacy of another orgasm approaching.

"Fuckin hell!" I cried, as I shot another load of my white life force into the eager mouth of Darren.

He made a gulping sound and swallowed as he fell onto his backside licking his lips lasciviously.

I looked down at him, my head swimming and breathing in short pants, as he sat there, his fat circumcised cock glistened in the half light and was now almost completely exposed, only the balls remaining covered by the small silver studded leather pouch.

Staring me straight in the eyes, he wrapped one hand around him-self and slowly started to masturbate his hard weapon as he got to his feet facing me.

Watching his hand I started to buck against the manacles that held me fast, desperate to fulfil the strong desire to grasp his cock and jack him off. Darren, in the meantime, used his free hand to play with my flaccid cock and fondle my balls but then as his face became flushed and he rhythmically pumped his cock, I suddenly stopped struggling and watched in lustful fascination.

"Oh…oh……..yeeeesss!" he cried as his balls tightened into a shrivelled sack and his cock trembled before emptying its juices.

The first spurt of creamy white cum shot out of the tiny opening at the end of his cock rising in an arc and landing in a splash against my taught belly, the second and third following in quick succession and dribbled amongst my pubic hair finally thinning to a watery stream of liquid that ran down my cock onto the floor.

The feeling of the blood hot cum hitting me, made my member start its inexorable undulations to erection and as he stood there, the tumescence subsiding, he fell against my chest sucking greedily and hard on my erect nipples whilst pushing his crotch against my erect cock.

We stayed in that position for many minutes before finally he stepped away from me and briefly looking me up and down, pulled a black hood from the wall and slipped it over my head.

Now in complete darkness and deprived of any visible stimulus I hung there without anything happening for what seemed ages. My mind began to wander and I felt very vulnerable as heard the tearing of fabric and a pair of hands removed the remaining pieces of the tank top from my upper torso.

As cold hands brushed my nipples they both rose hard and to attention under the touch and with my imagination now working overtime, they moved differently to Darren's earlier ministrations as suddenly a piercing but somewhat sensuous pain started first on the left one and then again on the right.

I let out a cry as the clamps bit hard into the soft brown tissue of the areola around the nipples and something like a piece of string attached to them brushed against the skin just below.

There was silence in the room whilst I hung there with the clamps biting the skin, the initial stinging pain now subsiding and being replaced by an intermittent and slight tingling sensation to which my cock reacted and started to ascend into an erection. Within a few minutes I knew it was not my imagination as the strength of the tingling gradually increased and began to feel like pulsing mild electric shocks.

Meantime the pair of hands traced lines across my ribs and belly and just as I began to enjoy this another pair grabbed my upright cock making my whole body tensed and my heart began to beat faster on the realisation that there was another person in the room with Darren.

The hands around my genitals began to fondle me and were doing something which I could not quite make out until I felt cold steel encircle my balls and then another at the top of my rigid cock. Something was being attached to me in two different places and as the minutes passed nothing else happened until, I felt the tingle start.

It seemed to start at the head of my cock and travel down the shaft into my balls, but as soon as it started it was gone, it was mild electric shocks that made the muscles in the shaft shudder and then relax. Far from making my erection subside, it seemed, as it came in unexpected waves, to make it stronger.

Each time the shock hit me, the muscles of my chest tensed and my cock felt as if it would explode, and with the gradually increasing strength of the shocks my knees buckled as I hung there.

Desperately feeling as if I was fucking fresh air, my cock went in to spasm each time the shock came and it felt so nice that I waited in eager anticipation of the next, half hoping I would cum and half wishing not to. This seemed to carry on for about half an hour before it suddenly stopped leaving me feeling unsatisfied and irritated that I was not spent.

Then Darren spoke, but not to me.

"Lets get him on the table"

My hands and legs were released and I collapsed to the floor whilst hands grasped me under the armpits and others around my ankles and I was carried across the room and placed on a hard surface that I assumed was the table I had seen earlier.

Again the hands took my wrists and ankles and I felt myself being spread-eagled and tied to each corner after which the hood was removed from my head and I at last got to see the owner of the other hands.

As my eyes became accustomed to the light once more, I stared at a huge black guy, over six feet tall with a smooth, rippling, well defined and magnificently muscular physique, who stood beside the table stark naked sporting the biggest erect cock I'd ever seen.

Unable to utter a word I looked across at Darren who by now had discarded the leather chaps and pouch and was also as hard as a rock.

"This is Carl," he said, as he ripped away the remaining strips of the cotton trousers I was still wearing.

"He likes your cock"

"Well I find his pretty magnificent too" I replied, finally finding my voice.

Carl beamed at me and then taking up two large crocodile clips with cable attached to them, clamped them onto each nipple.

I let out a yell and looking at Darren for help noticing he held a similar clip in one hand whilst with the other he grasped the foreskin on my cock and attached it after which he shoved a cold metal object covered with lubricant up my arse.

The waves of electricity started to hit me a few minutes later and I again began to get the same urges as before, but this time Carl came to the head of the table and roughly pulling my head towards his crotch, thrust part of his ten inch, jet black and condom covered cock into my mouth.

The size almost made me gag as I felt his rigid member hit the back of my throat, but pursing my lips and pushing my tongue upward against the latex covered hot member I started to suck with all the force I could muster. With the strawberry flavour of the condom it was like sucking a huge Popsicle, but as he rocked forward with the suction of my mouth I could feel his enormous balls slapping against my chin and that’s where the similarity ended.

Carl finally shot his load and slipping his cock from my mouth rolled off the rubber and let it drop to the floor whilst his cum still dripped from the end of his weapon and my concentration returned to the shocks coursing through me.

"Turn up the power, let's see what he's made of," said Carl

Darren walked along the length of the table staring at my naked body as he did so.

"How much of it do you think you can take?" he said addressing me.

"I dunno, but it would be fun to find out"

"We reckon that cumming as a big shock hits you, is totally mind blowing"

"You mean the higher the shock the better the orgasm"

"Well you know what they say"

"No, what's that?"

"There's a fine line between pain and pleasure," said the hooded, naked male standing beside me as I lay on the black leather topped operating table.

"Let's see if we can stay the right side of the line"