The Penalty Box

Part 2

By Tyjord

 

 

Josh lay awake in bed, his naked body barely covered by the thin sheet. Alexandra, also naked, slept fitfully, her head resting on her lover’s chest. It was almost sunrise, and Josh had not managed to sleep at all. He had been staring for hours at the ceiling, his conflicted emotions at war with the physical discomfort that lagged behind as a reminder of his earlier activities. The boy shifted in the bed, a small groan escaping his lips as his sore muscles struggled to obey his desire to change position and hopefully fall asleep. Alexandra did not wake, despite the sound and motion accompanying Josh’s shift. He knew she always slept like the dead after one of her dominant episodes. He watched as she moved from her position on his chest, staring at her beautiful, peaceful face as she settled in on the soft mattress. He loved her more than anything. He knew that with his heart, mind, and soul. But he was finding it increasingly difficult to withstand her almost nightmarish appetites. Even the tender, passionate lovemaking of tonight could not make up for what she had done. Worst of all, Alexandra’s birthday was rapidly approaching, and Josh had a sickening feeling that he knew what she wanted him to give her.

 

Alexandra had left him in the box for two full hours. The thought of Josh’s tightly bound, cramped body driving her to climax four times during his imprisonment. It only made her hungry for more. The evening was still young, and she decided to make it a night neither of them would forget. Leaving her spot on the sofa, Alexandra moved about the apartment, preparing what she would need for the rest of the night. She had planned this night out for weeks, knowing that Josh was ready to advance to some new levels in their relationship. The penalty box was just the first of the new experiences she had planned for him, and she shuddered in anticipation as she set up the rest of what she would need.

 

Torn by some minor feelings of disappointment, Alexandra unlocked the four padlocks holding the box closed. She enjoyed the thought of her love being so completely helpless and uncomfortable, and hated to let him out. But, she satisfied herself with the knowledge that he was young, and more transgressions would follow, leading to more time in the box. She opened the door slowly, allowing the light to slowly enter the small, dark space. She could see Josh, still in exactly the same position, sweat glistening off his body. She kissed him on top of his head, her action met with a soft groan. Standing up again, Alexandra moved to the rear of the box and released the ratchet holding the chains taut.

“Okay 23,” she said as she moved back to the front and grabbed his ankles, “ come on out. Penalty time’s up.”

 

With quite a bit of effort and no small amount of pain, the boy started shuffling forward. The chains that held him extended as he scooted forward slowly, guided by his girlfriend’s gentle tug on his legs. Relief surged through his body once he cleared the edge of the box. His arms moved back down his back, and he could finally lift his head. Every muscle in his body felt as though it were on fire and when he looked up at Alexandra, there were tears in his eyes.

 

Alexandra hesitated, wondering for a moment if she had gone to far. But the site of her big strong hockey player shedding tears pushed all of her dominant buttons. “I know that was uncomfortable for you baby, but you brought it on yourself. If you learn to behave, your time in the penalty box can be kept to a minimum…just like on the ice.” She stared into his moist eyes, meeting his pained gaze with one of strength, resolve, and undeniable lust. To her glee, Josh lowered his head again and sniffed back another wave of tears. It took only a few moments for Alexandra to detach the chains attached to the boy’s restraints. While freeing him from his connection to the box, she left the restraints on his wrists and ankles, as well as the collar, in place.  She then spent the next fifteen minutes helping him stretch his body, relieving some of the ache that resulted form his cramped imprisonment. Words did not pass between the two. Alexandra was tender and caring in her ministrations, her touch met by low grunts and moans coming from behind his gag.

 

Once she got him to his feet, Alexandra guided him over to the high sofa table she had moved into the center of the living room. Their progress was slow due to Josh’s sore muscles as well as the ankle cuffs, whose short connecting chain allowed for only tiny, unbalanced steps. She was patient though, and took the time to whisper in his ear, “I’m not done with you yet.” Josh’s heart sank as she said those words, but then froze in his tracks as he saw what waited at their destination. Alexandra smiled, knowing he was taking in a sight that would cause him to panic. Her guiding hands felt his hesitation and slight resistance even as the muffled noises from the boy reached a new level. She pulled him forward, using all her strength to keep him from falling, until his waist hit the edge of the table and his upper body fell flat on the surface. She was met with more resistance as she attached his collar to a ring screwed into the top of the table. “You’re only going to make this worse if you struggle,” she hissed as she bent down, unlocked his ankles, then relocked them, now spread wide apart to the table legs. Prior to the securing of his feet, Alexandra had pulled off Josh’s jockstrap, leaving him completely naked in his restraints. She then attached two ropes to his wrist cuffs, pulled them up through a ring on the back of his collar, once again forcing the boy’s arms up his back. She then passed the ropes over his shoulders and tied them together under the table creating one single strand. She then brought that down underneath the length of the table, and tied the end off in a tight loop around Josh’s testicles. “I mean it,” she said, rising up from her work, “don’t struggle.”

 

Josh was breathing deeply, sucking air in through his nose. He pulled at his bonds despite Alexandra’s warning and felt pain shoot through his balls as he attempted to move his arms. A small, muffled scream escaped his rubber filled mouth, more a realization of his true helplessness than anything else. “Just relax 23, don’t make this worse on yourself.  This is going to happen one way or another, simply because I want it to happen. Just calm down and take it like a man…take it for me.” She gently caressed his exposed lower back and buttocks, patiently waiting for him to calm down. She watched as he turned his head from one side of the table to the other, alternating between looking at what she had set up, and avoiding the sight altogether.

 

Tears started flowing from the boy’s eyes again as he turned once more to face his fate. He could not believe that Alexandra was taking this so far, so fast. The box had been bad enough, but he had survived his time inside thinking about how much she was getting off on his misery. Somehow, that had made all the discomfort seem okay. But this, he thought as he stared at the full red rubber enema bag and strap on dildo hanging from the coat rack positioned next to the table, was too much. She had threatened him in the past with enemas, but had never followed through. Apparently his time was now up. The bag was huge, and he was sure it contained at least a half-gallon of fluid. He trembled at the thought of her forcing all of that liquid inside of him. It would hurt like hell, he was sure of that, but he knew Alexandra loved him as much as he loved her. He just didn’t understand why her love involved so much pain for him. He slowly came to accept what was about to happen and his tensed muscles started to relax.

 

Alexandra saw the change sweep over him and decided he was as ready as he was going to be. She calmly picked up the strap-on, a huge, black, hard rubber monster that was perfectly molded to the appearance of a cock. She stroked the shaft of the ten-inch long dildo, lovingly caressing it as Josh watched in fearful anticipation. Alexandra buckled the straps around her hips, positioning the perverse device so that the back would provide her with just a bit of stimulation. She was worn out from her marathon masturbation session anyway, and she wanted this to be more about what her boyfriend would feel than herself. She then rubbed the dildo down with a small amount of baby oil, coating it just until it shined. “I’m sorry I can’t use a better lubricant, but we are going to need a nice, tight fit for later. But you’ll see.” She chuckled as she watched his eyes react to her words. She had never seen him this afraid and was disappointed that she had not done this sooner. Oh, she had put plugs in his ass before, even small dildos, but nothing like this. Tonight, she would shove her wrist thick cock up his ass and fuck him like she had wanted to the first day she saw him. She squirted a bit of the oil onto his anus and roughly worked it in. He was still tight despite her earlier attention to his ass while they showered. Her final act of preparation was to take the dangling enema tube, run it between her legs, and attach it to an input point on the bottom of the dildo, just under the fake balls. “Get ready 23. You know you deserve this,” she said as she pried apart his ass cheeks.

 

Josh closed his eyes and grimaced as he felt the head of the phallus poke at his anal ring. The pressure became worse as his girlfriend began to bear down with her weight. A sudden tearing, burning sensation overcame him as the head popped in. The girl stopped as a cry of pain came through the gag. She allowed him to adapt to the knob holding his anus open, then slowly began easing the shaft into him. Three inches slid in quickly and easily. A slight shove and she was at the halfway point. Josh was panting through his nose, his eyes squeezed tightly shut. Alexandra pushed again, but the dildo did not budge. She withdrew a few inches and shoved again, harder than before. This time she got seven inches into him. Using the new method, she pulled out again, leaving only the head inside him. With a mighty thrust she buried the entire ten inches in Josh’s rear and was met by an anguished grunt from the restrained boy. The hard part over, Alexandra settled in to finding a rhythm. With each thrust in, she would pull back until just the head was inside him, and then push forward with slow and steady pressure until the entire cock was inside him.

 

She fucked him for the better part of an hour as he grunted with each impaling thrust. Nearly exhausted from the effort, Alexandra pushed in mightily one last time and buried the shaft inside him up to the plastic balls. As she buried it inside him, she did her best to cry out in an imitation of orgasmic release, and then reached over and opened the clamp on the tube allowing the enema to begin its flow into his body. “Can you feel it baby? Can you feel me shooting my load up your ass?” She said throatily. She felt her boyfriend squirm under her as the warm soapy fluid filled his bowels. She could hear gurgling coming from his stomach and knew that he was only moments away from the start of the cramping. Her suspicions proved correct as Josh again broke out in a sweat and began struggling against his restraints. She could see his balls being yanked viciously as he attempted to get free.  Alexandra held her position until the entire bag had emptied into the boy. She then unbuckled the harness and reversed its straps, pulling it around Josh’s waist and through his legs. She tightened the buckle and gave him a playful slap on the ass.

 

“There now, that wasn’t so bad was it?” She walked around in front of him. “I’m so proud of you, you took the whole bag. It’s quite a bit for a first timer.” Josh could only whimper pathetically as the cramps in his painfully distended stomach laid siege to his insides. “Now, I’m going to go freshen up a bit. You stay right there.” She kissed him on the forehead and sauntered away.

 

“You know, I was thinking…” Josh jumped in his bonds. He hadn’t even heard Alexandra return. He was so preoccupied with retaining the enema that he must have zoned out. He had no idea how long she had left him like this, but it felt like hours had passed. “What do you think would happen if I unhooked the tube from the enema bag and attached it to your gag?” Josh froze in fear, all thoughts of the pain suddenly gone. “How long do you think you could hold it? Would you release it if I wanted you to? If I asked you to?” She walked over and crouched down in front of his face. “You’d do that for me, wouldn’t you?” The boy shook his head as much as he could. She couldn’t possibly want to do that to him. “Do you want to try it now? I could do it you know. You’ve been holding that enema for almost an hour and a half. I’m sure you have to go real bad.” She stared at him, feeding off his almost palpable fear. She smiled warmly, “I’ll tell you what, since I know you would do anything I asked you to, I’ll give you a rain check on that scenario…if you promise you’ll do it another time. You have to swear it to me. The sooner you do, the sooner you’ll get to go to the bathroom.”

 

Josh held out another ten minutes, shaking his head back and forth in disbelief. But the cramps returned, worse than before and he knew he couldn’t take much more. Finally, tears returning, Josh nodded his head in defeat. Alexandra clapped her hands like a giddy schoolgirl and quickly unlocked the boy’s gag, removing the foul PVC mouthpiece with a yank. “I need to hear you say it Josh. Tell me you mean it.” He knew this was serious. She had used his name instead of his jersey number. Her mood had finally passed and this was real. He had no time to work the stiffness out of his jaw as another wave of pain shot through his gut. He shuddered in his bonds as his need to evacuate his bowels became the only thing he cared about.

 

“Okay,” he gasped, “I’ll do what you want…please…”

 

“No, Josh, you have to do it because you want to do it.”

 

“Please Alex, I want to do it for you, to make you happy. I swear.”

 

“I believe you. And I love you so much.” She did not hesitate after the words were said. She untied his balls and removed all of his restraints. After helping him walk to the bathroom, she allowed him his privacy while he pulled out the dildo and relieved himself. After a long, hot shower, she helped him to get into bed. The lovemaking that followed was passionate and erotically charged by the night’s events. Alexandra fell asleep late into the night, her head resting on Josh’s chest.

 

Exhaustion finally took hold as Josh began to drift off. He put his arm over Alexandra’s soundly sleeping form. “I love you,” he whispered, deciding that he would not hesitate to give her what she truly wanted for her birthday.