Life of the Party

Chapter 7 – Exercise Time

 

Nancy immediately grabs the end of the leash and jerks it backwards between my legs so that my dick is being stretched towards my ass crack as I manage to get up on my knees. As she pulls harder, I actually do a somersault to relive the pressure, which brings more heckling and applause. She continues the pressure upward and a quickly scurry to my feet. Nancy says “time for some exercise for our host.” She grabs a long pole from a shelf nearby and lays it on the floor behind me. I don’t like the path we’re heading sown when I realize that it is a spreader bar about 8 feet long with ankle cuffs on the front edge and a loose cord about two feet long with metal loop facing up right in the center.

 

I’m wondering what the cord with the loop is for when the twins come up and each securely attaches an ankle in the cuffs. I’m thinking that this isn’t to bad because my legs are just spread a normal distance. I watch Nancy closely as she goes to one of the ends of the bar and I see something that I hadn’t noticed before. She squats down and grabs what looks like a crank. As she starts turning it, the cuffs around my ankles start to move outwards. There is pointing and laughter from the crowd and wide eyed anticipation from the twins as Nancy spreads my legs wide. I have never stretched this far and it feels like she is going to split me open. She pauses for a second and then gives it one more turn for good measure. I am obscenely stretched out and exposed to all and more helpless than ever.

 

Next Nancy squats down in front of me holding a long strand of sisal twine. She grabs my balls and stretches them down and motions for TMO to help, which she gladly obliges. TMO takes the twine and loops it several times around my ball sack above my stretched out balls. She ties it off tightly and the sisal is itching and digging into my sack. Nancy lets go and they both admire their work. The skin over my balls is pulled tight and I know from experience over the past few hours that the tighter the ball skin is, the more sensitive to pain it is. Then Nancy says “watch this” and I suddenly realize what the loose cord with the loop on the spreader bar is for as Nancy proceeds to run the twine through the loop and ties it off securely. I’m again thinking ‘this isn’t too bad my balls aren’t even stretched…..oh my God as my memory replays the ankle spreading’ and I look in horror, even before Nancy starts to move, at the other end of the bar and see another crank.

 

It’s becoming clear to me what is about to happen, and I definitely don’t like it. Nancy squats down and starts turning the crank. As expected the cord that is now hooked to my balls is moving downward into the hole on top of the bar. She continues until the slack is taken up and she playfully says to me “another turn?” which she, of course, does over my protesting. She continues this sick game for a few more turns and my balls are obscenely stretched down from my crotch and I’m begging her to stop.

 

TMO is laughing hysterically now and says, “Nancy, you are the best, I’m turned on the most from his ultimate humiliation that occurs when he’s squirming and pleading with you to stop and we just laugh in his face and continue.” She is really enjoying herself now and is inches from my face, and calls out without looking away “give it another turn Nanc.” I do what she wants by screaming out in pain. “OOOOOOFFFFFFFFHHHHHHH!!!!”

 

Nancy says “we’re just getting warmed up here” as she unties my hands and the blood flows back to relieve the numbness. She now takes two pieces of wood that look to be 1X2s about 18 inches long and a roll of duct tape. She has the excited twins help her again and the tape the pieces of wood on the back side of my arms against my elbows and stretching from just above my wrists to just below my shoulders. I have no idea what she’s up to now, but the wood has in essence made it impossible to bend my arms at the elbow. Now

 

Nancy expertly ties a cord around one of the 1X2s about where my elbow is and ties it loosely to something behind me. She does the same with the other side so now I can’t bend my arms and I can’t move them forward, I can only move them freely straight up from my sides.

 

Next she ties a metal ring to the cord that is still attached to my barbed cock “collar from hell”. She also ties two additional long cords to the same ring and throws the ends of the two cords over the overhead beam. Help from the now giddy twins one more time. The audience is getting louder with pointing and having side discussions. They seem to be talking amongst themselves and trying to figure what new treat Nancy has in store for them. I am getting nauseated thinking about what is coming next. 

 

The twins each are holding weights that look like the ordinary kind that you see in health clubs. It’s hard to tell, but they look to be about 10 lbs each. Nancy ties the ends of the two cords securely to the weights. And with TMO’s help grab both of my arms and pull them up from my body to where the twins are holding the weights. My hands are about shoulder high and the weighted cords are about the same height with no slack in them. The twins put a weight in each hand palm side down, and giggle menacingly as I start convulsing and screaming “NNNNNNNOOOOO NNNNNNNOOOOOO NOT THIS!!!”

 

The twins back away and TMO and Nancy simultaneously let my arms go as Nancy says “EXERCISE TIME!!!”

 

From the twins “this is going to be great” and “this slow torture is so exciting, look at his face already.” They proceed to pull two chairs up to inches away and are both just starring at my distended member and giggling and whispering to each other.

 

Nancy says “OK girls, let’s get something to eat, while are little guy tests his own strength.” With that the girls follow Nancy out into the kitchen passing by me for a closer look. One of them picks up TMO’s whip and gives a couple of strong whacks across my ass. My instincts want my hand to react, but the pain is so immense when I move them just a few inches that I quickly return to my task of keeping my arms from falling. A few of them grab the shaft of my dick to see how tight it is being stretched like they were testing the tension in a rope.

 

I am thinking about how all of my dignity is now completely gone as I’m totally stretched out naked, completely exposed to over twenty fully clothed women with my cock and balls completely vulnerable to any sick torture they can think up and for what, because I thought Nancy would talk and I would lose my job. It seems so stupid now that almost every woman in my office, including the stunning twins, have participated in my absolute humiliation which I’m now realizing will prohibit me from returning to work anyway.

 

The twins stay behind, “how can anyone think about eating at a time like this.” To them this was the most exciting game yet. They have a point blank view of the “exercise boy” and they are loving every minute of it. This game is more exciting to them because nobody has to administer pain to me; I’m actually creating my own unbearable pain as my arms tire. After about 10 minutes, I am looking at the cords and realize that with my arms having dropped already to about mid chest level and my dick stretched up to my belly button, that when my hand inevitably tire completely and drop to my sides the full TWENTY POUNDS of weight will be stretching my dick and digging the barbs deep into my skin.

 

The twins have found TMO’s spiked roller spur toy and are playfully rolling it up and down my shaft and across the tip. They seem really excited when they roll it into my pee slit which is causing the most squirming by me. It’s unbelievable that they are working my dick over and laughing at my moaning and my hands are untied but I’m unable to fight them off.

 

One of the twins then discovers what I have already learned today, that the soft skin on my balls is very sensitive, especially when the skin is pulled tight by rough sisal twine. They are rolling the sharp twines of the roller firmly over my ball sack. By now my hands are almost down to stomach level and my eyes are watering and I’m just sobbing out loud as the twins mercilessly exploit my swollen testicles.

 

“Wow sis, you made “tiny dick” cry. Even though they are administering severe pain, I think that it’s the total helpless humiliation that excites these two like giving me some control over my own pain by holding the weights up but knowing the inevitable result. They definitely like the slow torture reveling in the moment and inflicting even greater humiliation knowing that I know what is going to slowly happen to me before it takes place. They are like spoiled children when their parents tell them to stop doing something they say “no” and continue on even more so. I am learning that they get giddy when I’m in pain and plead with them to stop causing them to pursue their torture even more aggressively. They also seem to really like to look at all of my privates from very close range. And they love to laugh at my discomfort and embarrassment when I plead for them to stop, knowing that I am completely helpless to actually stop them.

 

Now I am sweating profusely from trying to keep my arms up. They have fallen almost all the way to my sides and aching and starting to cramp up. I keep trying to get up on my tiptoes to relieve some of the pressure, but the ball noose is doing its job of keeping my feet flat on the floor. The twins seem to enjoy how the balls twitch around as I try raising up. I’m just moaning out loud “OOHH, OOHH, OOHH” over and over.

 

My dick looks like it’s about to pull in two and the twins have discovered new territory as they have taken up spots between my legs like they’re camping and my legs are the tent. One is now really applying full force with the sharp tined “roller from hell” on the ultra sensitive skin between my balls and butt hole. It’s unbelievable to me that before today, I would jack off fantasizing that these gorgeous twins would lick me right where they instead were inflicting the most painful torture yet.

 

I was almost forgetting about the state of my poor dick, when I heard renewed giggling and excitement. They are exploring all the private parts of my body like they’re Louis and Clark. Stopping here and there for a little focused attention and enjoyment of my squirming and increased moaning. The twins have moved a little further back and one of them is spreading my ass cheeks for better access.

 

While the pain now is unbearable, the feeling of complete helpless humiliation is paramount in my thinking, as I know it is with the twins. I can’t see them at all, but can feel them and the thought of the two of them sitting behind me under my splayed out legs with my balls stretched to their limits for their viewing enjoyment and now my ass cheeks spread wide with both of them poking and giggling so close that I can feel their breath on my ass hole – my humiliation must be complete (if only I could foresee tomorrow).

 

The others are starting to reassemble as one of the twins is squealing with joy at my convulsions when she applies maximum pressure with the roller around and in my butt hole. I am thrashing about without regard to my poor dick and balls and I see TMO over to the side with her hand down her shorts again.

 

Nancy says “you twins are naturals. I hope you’ll be joining us tomorrow.” The words barely even registered in my brain with all that is happening to me. I am completely broken as my arms are at my sides and my dick is somehow holding the full twenty pounds, which has naturally stretched my balls even tighter, and the twins have the roller almost completely inside my hole.

 

I’m sobbing uncontrollably with pleading eyes and barely aware of the girls pointing, gasping, and laughing, “Oh my God, that looks impossible” and “I can’t believe it, it doesn’t even look like a dick anymore” and “I didn’t think I would enjoy this so much, I love to watch him squirm and cry.” Nancy is also laughing as she tests the tightness of the weighted cord by pulling outward on my dick with her hand around the collar. I think she realizes also that I am broken and she will not be able to elicit any further reaction, and says “enough, we don’t want to ruin him …. Yet.” With that she holds up the weights and smirks at the dread she sees in my eyes as I know she’s thinking about dropping them, but then she cuts the cords and I immediately fall to my knees which actually pulls a little more on the ball noose, but two women are loosening the cranks for both my balls and ankles. I am soon completely free and just curl up in a fetal position on the floor.

 

To be continued…