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Subject: I-often-dream-of-submitting. Part five, for Adult/Youth section. Do please support Nifty with their costs running this site we all enjoy. They do a great job and deserve our support. I lay beside mu stunning boy Jon on my large double bed. Both of us naked, and with my boy tied for the night in my favorite way, wrists together and to the head rail, ankles together to the foot rail. Not too tight a stretch so that I could turn him with his back to me or enjoy his soft beautiful chest and tummy, not to mention his permanently erect cock. We were spooned together at the moment, his butt pressed tightly into my stomach so that my erection was thrust between his soft upper thighs just below his butt. One of my hands was under his waist to reach up and fondle his cock, while the other, over the top of his lithe body, stroked his chest, and gently encouraged his small nipples to excite themselves. As he settled contentedly in this way I explained a few changes from the original plan I had already told him for tomorrow and he assured me that he trusted me completely and would accept whatever I had in mind. When i told him that i would present him to the others in a loin cloth like Kim had worn, he muttered that he would prefer that to being a silly choirboy, so I should just get on and do whatever I wanted! He gave a final contented sigh and fell asleep in my arms. Such is the trust of a true boy to his master despite the pain he knew he was to suffer! I slept little during the night, and when dawn broke i roused Jon, freed his bonds and took him to the shower room to freshen up for another day of hot sun, and ready him for his coming ordeal in the woods. He grinned at me as we stood together in the shower and stood quite still as I soaped his whole body, only then wriggling a little as i gave his slippery form a tight hug. I was delighted when he soaped me in return ankara grup escort before we turned the jets on full and enjoyed the flowing warm water. I noticed as we looked at each other that his hand had crept to his penis, and that it was starting to rise. I knew it would make the accepting of his crucifixion so much harder if he went too far and climaxed. “Boy, turn your back to me and wait,” I ordered him as I nipped over to the wall where i had several lengths of thin cord for such emergencies, and in a trice I had tied his hands behind him. “They will stay tied until you are ready to carry your cross for us!” “Sorry Master, I should not have touched myself” he muttered, and I suspected he was enjoying being tied as his penis rose to it’s full glory as he stood looking sheepish! I put him immediately in the little white loincloth, first a good rub down to dry him, then the fun of fixing the length of narrow muslin cloth around his hips, pulling it up tight into his bum crack and enjoying the way his two tight white cheeks parted to allow it! Then snugging it up around his hard and adorable penis, as it strained and jerked. Up over his erection to tuck it in over the waist cloth and push it down amongst his beautiful genitals! I turned him to face me and kissed his forehead, then down over his cute button nose, before a lingering kiss on his lips which he returned with gusto. After that I guided him down for a breakfast I felt he ought to have to boost him up for the morning session. I untied his hands long enough for him to feed himself and he gratefully downed two large bowls of porridge, followed by eggs and bacon. When he had finished I re-tied his hands behind him. Jack now had one more surprise in store for us. i noticed another young man with a tripod and camera standing with Jack. Jack explained that he thought this was gümüşhane escort a spectacle that should be recorded properly, professionally in fact, this guy, Joe, was safe and sworn to secrecy and as it would be me getting the video, I had to agree! Jorge, Marc, and the two other boys were waiting for us with Jack and cameraman, Joe, on the terrace. There was a gasp of surprise and delight from Joe as young Jon, near naked, hands bound, came out on the terrace, to stand beside his cross It was time to start, and as Jon stood beside the cross, I stepped forward to pick it up, and rest the beam across his slender shoulders. He bowed forward under the weight but was soon on his way to the chosen site in the woods as Kim and Ben came either side of him with their cruel single plaited leather whips. The boys were wearing my favorite speedo design, well tented and a sight for sore eyes! All of us men, including the new man, Joe, wore just simple black swim shorts, and bare feet. Both the boys knew that they must not raise blood, so the lashes were given sensibly, but soon my near naked boy was striped around his legs, with a few around his torso but the upright of the cross protected him from too much damage! Joe was in his element as we gradually approached the clearing where Jon was to be crucified and I had to admire the guts of my boy as it was his second time in a few days! He trusted me, he trusted my judgement to not go to far, and above all he knew that he belonged to me and must serve me. For this, he would accept pain, but always finishing with a glorious orgasm, the sort that only those of us who practice bdsm can understand! Bearing his cross, and with every move going onto the video, Jon walked over to stand under the tree with its hoisting tackle. he was clearly tired so i went to him and gave him an encouraging hug, while Jorge and halkalı escort Marc prepared the tackle and his cross. Now the part i most enjoyed. They took Jon, one on each side, and dragged him over to lay him back onto the cross. Soft binding ropes secured each of his slender wrists, tightly stretched for what was to come. Each ankle had a secure few turns of the same soft rope before they were connected behind the upright by a loose loop. Slowly the cross rose until at about half way to vertical, as the strain was building on the boy’s arms, I took the loop from his ankles, pulled it back and up to find a suitable hook on the back of the upright. He was now secure! As the cross became vertical, the boy was thrust forward by his bound legs so that we had a superb view of his straining muscles. He let out a cry of sheer agony as he hung before us, I stepped forward. “Calm yourself boy! Let the pain wash over you because now is reward time! I called our youngest member over, Ben. I ordered him to remove Jon’s loincloth and when he fumbled it off, it revealed a shrunken hairless penis. “You know what to do Ben. Make him cum inside five minutes or else it will be you in Jon’s position!” A delighted chuckle came from the cheeky little brat working on Jon’s hanging and agonized form. “Sir, Jorge has promised to crucify me this afternoon!’ Gradually Jon’s writhing body, arched forward as it was, started to still itself, until he was trying to help Ben by pushing to and fro against his hands. Finally, Ben took Jon into his mouth and this was the answer. With an animal scream Jon convulsed into Ben’s mouth, a twelve year old’s slightly watery offering giving my Jon the ultimate orgasm! It was time for me to step in and get Jon down, and helped by the other men he was soon free and lying back on a rug with us all around. It was weird because suddenly he wanted some cover and grabbed the speedo I offered, pilling it back on in some sort of desire now for modesty! Next for an ordeal that he clearly wants and has asked for, is Ben, in part six. Feedback please, is the story getting stale, ir just daft, but the theme to me is exciting. Enjoy…….Jose

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