Punishment, as you well know, is expressed thru intent...if my boi enjoyed the punishment, then it isn't punishment anymore but foreplay and he learns nothing.
One of your better better-built artistic efforts, Ulf. I like the sub’s predicament. So prettily exposed. Just perfect for most – actually demanding that he be penetrated. Too bad I’m put off by his unsexy ass. But even more so, I very much like the dom's thick muscled chest & arms. His torso. Face a blah. Well, won't matter. We (my 6 huge – all 300# plus, bodybuilder Boys, my "assistants" & I) can put a rubber mask over his ho-hum homeliness. The mask has a big, mouth-filling ball gag, a humiliating, stifling part of this best-selling apparatus. That we so cleverly came prepared with. Then before he becomes aware we’re there, we'll twist those beefy arms behind the startled dom's brawny back. Twist them till he’s screaming incoherently. The pain in his shoulders has him to the point where he almost passes out. I bitch slap him – back & forth – about 6 times, & warn him not to dare depart consciousness. He has to experience all the pain possible. To get a taste of his own medicine, natch. All my musclemen eagerly go to it, 2 gleefully fitting his head with the mask; while the other 4 roughly, but still workman-like, restrain his wrists with the tightest cuffs available, his arms still in agonized twisted-behind position. They tightly tape his sinewy lower arms from wrist to forearms, his elbows bearing the brunt of the torture now. I smile amusedly. But his renewed screaming - even tho muffled - really starts to annoy me. I knee him - so damn hard in the nuts, I think I may have destroyed them. I rip, unzip, his fly & nastily extract the “damaged goods” to examine them. No, I think they'll still manage to produce their joy juice. I laugh in his face, & - to add insult to injury, I squash the scrotum with my brutally strong fingers. Maybe his cojones will survive - to produce sperm. Maybe not. But I really don't care one way or another. Belonging to the Ulf school of sex, I don't give a damn how I destroy another man's body... It gave me great pleasure seeing & hearing him in his truly deserved agony. I think I'll just try it again. Bashing him in the balls, I mean! To add to his misery! Ha! This time for variety, I kick him with the tip of my steel-tipped boot. Into those pitifully-battered balls. Those once so satisfyingly soft perfect balls. His 285# of hard-earned muscle goes airborn - flying across the room - like a rag doll weighing less than a pound! Quite a spectacular sight, if I must say so! Yeah, I'm unearthly powerful! This time his involuntary moaning is almost inaudible. At least he's learned his first lesson well – if at all possible - not to scream. Anyway, kicking the s.o.b's balls has given me a raging hard-on! So I guess we're getting something worthwhile out of this.
Clearly, you have no taste in ass or men. I'm putting my money on my boi kicking your ass and those of your assistance and fucking your nuts up your own ass. I know, I'm such a romantic.
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One mans punishment is another boi's fantasy come true
I wish this was me - and for many hours of his attention
Punishment, as you well know, is expressed thru intent...if my boi enjoyed the punishment, then it isn't punishment anymore but foreplay and he learns nothing.
YIKE i would be full of gratitude and endorphines after release from this
O, you'd be full of a lot more than just gratitude and endorphins.
One of your better better-built artistic efforts, Ulf. I like the sub’s predicament. So prettily exposed. Just perfect for most – actually demanding that he be penetrated. Too bad I’m put off by his unsexy ass. But even more so, I very much like the dom's thick muscled chest & arms. His torso. Face a blah. Well, won't matter. We (my 6 huge – all 300# plus, bodybuilder Boys, my "assistants" & I) can put a rubber mask over his ho-hum homeliness. The mask has a big, mouth-filling ball gag, a humiliating, stifling part of this best-selling apparatus. That we so cleverly came prepared with.
Then before he becomes aware we’re there, we'll twist those beefy arms behind the startled dom's brawny back. Twist them till he’s screaming incoherently. The pain in his shoulders has him to the point where he almost passes out. I bitch slap him – back & forth – about 6 times, & warn him not to dare depart consciousness. He has to experience all the pain possible. To get a taste of his own medicine, natch. All my musclemen eagerly go to it, 2 gleefully fitting his head with the mask; while the other 4 roughly, but still workman-like, restrain his wrists with the tightest cuffs available, his arms still in agonized twisted-behind position. They tightly tape his sinewy lower arms from wrist to forearms, his elbows bearing the brunt of the torture now. I smile amusedly. But his renewed screaming - even tho muffled - really starts to annoy me. I knee him - so damn hard in the nuts, I think I may have destroyed them. I rip, unzip, his fly & nastily extract the “damaged goods” to examine them. No, I think they'll still manage to produce their joy juice. I laugh in his face, & - to add insult to injury, I squash the scrotum with my brutally strong fingers. Maybe his cojones will survive - to produce sperm. Maybe not. But I really don't care one way or another. Belonging to the Ulf school of sex, I don't give a damn how I destroy another man's body... It gave me great pleasure seeing & hearing him in his truly deserved agony. I think I'll just try it again. Bashing him in the balls, I mean! To add to his misery! Ha! This time for variety, I kick him with the tip of my steel-tipped boot. Into those pitifully-battered balls. Those once so satisfyingly soft perfect balls. His 285# of hard-earned muscle goes airborn - flying across the room - like a rag doll weighing less than a pound! Quite a spectacular sight, if I must say so! Yeah, I'm unearthly powerful! This time his involuntary moaning is almost inaudible. At least he's learned his first lesson well – if at all possible - not to scream. Anyway, kicking the s.o.b's balls has given me a raging hard-on! So I guess we're getting something worthwhile out of this.
Clearly, you have no taste in ass or men.
I'm putting my money on my boi kicking your ass and those of your assistance and fucking your nuts up your own ass.
I know, I'm such a romantic.
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