Mistis Adventures Part 111
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Recalling our introduction to Sarge through the impressive video had me painfully erect and caused me to leak profusely inside my trousers as I faced him with the leather ball stretcher and leash in hand.
“The agency let you know about the device, correct?”
He nodded.
“Have you had experience with one like this before?”
He nodded.
“Good, then you know how it works ... Just so you know, I’ll be the one setting you ... Oh,” I exclaimed, shaking my head at my forgetfulness, “I almost forgot the ring and the lotion.”
Walking back to the wooden box, I fished out a back rubber cockring that was resting on the bottom. I also picked up a small jar of “Ball Butter” sitting next to the box on the shelf. Back to the gentleman I went.
“OK, let’s get started,” I said, kneeling down in front of him, roughly at eye level with his dangling phallus. “First, I need you to hold your cock out of the way while I prepare your balls.”
He immediately obliged, lifting his limp cock and placing it up against his lower abdomen.
“That’s it, now let me get this beautiful nutsack all buttered up for its collar,” I announced, dipping my fingers into the Ball Butter and then applying the balm liberally to his hairless pouch. As I did, his balls involuntarily writhed with each caress.
“They move quite nicely,” I commented, finally ringing his sack with my thumb and forefinger and stretching the rubber device to collect both heavy testicles. Setting the ring down just atop his balls, it kept them in place for the next step. Taking the black leather wrap, I placed it around the neck of his dangling sack and fastened it tightly with the metal snaps, being careful not to pinch any loose skin.
“Does that feel OK?” I inquired. “Plenty snug?”
He nodded.
“Good, now let’s get this ring off you to complete the look. And with that, I carefully slipped the rubber placeholder off of his big, well-buttered nads.
Looking up, I noticed that his cock seemed to have become somewhat fuller than before.
“Did all of my attention on your balls excite you?” I asked.
He nodded.
I smiled at his honesty, even though the state of his cock wouldn’t have been able to let him lie.
“Good ... good ... Does it feel sexy to have your big balls all bound up like this.”
He nodded again.
“Well, it sure looks sexy as hell,” I complemented, giving the taut, shiny skin stretched by his balls at the bottom of his sack a nice rub and then I cupped them gently in my palm. “I guess you could say I’ve got you by the balls,” I deadpanned.
His eyes seemed to roll at my joke.
“Why don’t you let that cock flop down so I can see just how excited you are.”
Following my request, his plumping cock tumbled from its held upright position and stopped directly in front of my face. Pointing at me, it ticked ever so slightly, as the process of hardening had finally begun.
I examined the face of his enlarging cockhead intently as his state of arousal grew. After a few moments, the rush of blood to his expanding member caused the underside of his fully-erect cock to become exposed, leaving his magnificent tusk towering at an upward angle in front of my face.
“Definitely looks the full 8 inches, as advertised,” I said huskily, taking it all in. “She’s gonna love it.”
Standing up, I collected his constrained nutsack in my palm and gently tilted it forward to give me easy access to the hook for the leash on the back. The lead snapped into the hook with a clear and satisfying “click”, and caused a tingle in my own scrotum. The gentleman’s constrained plums attached to the controlling lead finalized the agreement that he was now under our ownership tonight.
Feeling the power in my hands, I decided to explore and exercise it before delivering him to my love.
“Now that you are officially leashed,” I began, my heart thumping wildly in my throat and my cock leaking profusely in my pants, “you are aware that this ... is ours tonight, right?” On the word “this” my hand reached out and wrapped around the base of this thick cock, shaking it slightly as I finished the sentence. I could already feel the heat emanating from his freshly-engorged shaft, and marveled at the girth and weight.
He nodded.
I then moved my other hand to his scrotum and cupped his smooth, bound balls pulled taut below the leather collar.
“And these ... and their contents ... are ours as well, correct?”
He nodded again.
“We’re expecting 3 or 4 good loads from them,” I added, raking the very tips of my fingers along the underside of his tight, exposed sack.
His cock flared noticeably, and this time, his nod was accompanied by a knowing smile, as if to say “Is that all you need?”
“Good,” I said, rocking his nuts forward and letting them fall back into the palm of my hand ... again and again, mimicking the motion of the suspended metal balls of a Newton’s cradle. I smiled thinking he was lucky that his jewels were hitting my soft hand instead of slamming into another pair of metal balls his size.
“Before we go meet the Mrs., let’s do a little practice with this leash,” I suggested, and began winding the long leather strip around and around my right hand, like a boxer taping his fist for the big match, until my hand was a mere six inches away from his cuffed sack. The thick black leather filled my palm completely and felt deliciously powerful in my grasp. Maybe it was a nervous habit, but I found myself repeatedly clenching my fist just to hear the faint creak of the leather rubbing against itself.
There was no slack on the lead, so when I gently pulled it forward, his nuts immediately felt the tension and he began to move.
“That’s it, let’s take a little stroll around the room and test out your performance. As we circled the room I enjoyed watching the gentleman’s large cock sway and bob with each step, thinking it resembled a conductor’s baton guiding an orchestra. And when the mood would strike, I would give a tug on the leash, and he would come to a stop. Another subtle tug would indicate to him that it was time to move along again.
“I think we’re getting the hang of this,” I smiled, enjoying the power of having his nuts, and, by association, his whole body at my command. “But let’s see some of your other skills while we’re at it.
While making one more lap of the room, I tugged on the lead, as before, indicating that I wanted him to stop, but then stepped directly in front of him and we stood face to face. Staring into his eyes, I began pulling the leash ever so slightly straight downward, until, unable to resist the pressure on his sensitive nads, he began crouching until he was on his knees with his turgid cock still pointing skyward. I fell to my knees with him, keeping the lead taut on his sack.
Having seen the video of his training routine, I knew that he was incredibly limber for his age and build, so I tugged downward once again and saw his legs slowly begin to spread until he was doing a proper split with his balls resting on the carpet. All the while, his cock remained at full attention.
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