Another Trip on the Extreme Metal Bondage Table

The first thing my boy said this morning was "I'd like to take another trip on that table today".
"You like that, do ya?  Okay but you're on for the whole day if I think you're handling it but you better not disappoint me. Is there anything you think we should ad or subtract to the experience?"
He said holes for nipple play would be good and a gag would reinforce the sense of being helpless. Maybe good ear plugs would enforce the sense of isolation. He said he could hear Ray and me talking last night.

First of all, the table was designed for intense bondage and denial. That's why we chose not to have holes in it for tit play. The bare metal top is meant to feel harsh. The hole for the genitals can be handy for play but it is meant to be used for urination.

slave has been properly restrained with gag and ear plugs for a little over two hours so far. I have a monitor alongside his head so I can leave him for periods of time. I fucked him then plugged him with my jiz still in his ass. I'm thinking that I can still play with clamps on the back side of his body. Maybe I'll decide to needle him.

In the Studio

slave is outside working with the animals this morning. He plans to work with them all day. He needs it and all of his furry friends enjoy his presence as much as he enjoys being with them.

I released slave from his storage closet in time to clean up for dinner. He was a bit sore but emerged with a smile. I cleaned up and changed with him. I pulled my belt out of my jeans and folded it over, intending to toss it on the bed. Slave moaned at that moment causing him to grab the metal that manages his genitals. He dropped to his knees and said "yes Master" before sticking his butt in position to be a target. How could I ignore and invitation like that?

I belted my slave's ass until it was red, raw and welted.
"Thank you Master."

It Was The Weight

Suddenly I heard my Slave groan loudly and all the weight of the chains that bind seemed to crash on the cement floor. Christian hear it the same moment. We made a mad dash down the boys cell and open the door. Boy was laying on the floor afraid to move.

"i'm just tired Master, I am sorry to alarm you."

His face was red and the shoulder was welted where the collar pressed into his flesh. His pulse was rapid and he was breathing slowly in through his nose and in burst from his mouth.

"Call his doctor and I'll get the tools to get him out of this metal."

Butch and Daniel joined the others. Christian returned with a drill and Butch took over the boys extraction. The boy's doctor was on his way. Butch drilled the shaft of the rivets and Daniel completed the work, cleaning out the last bits and metal the prying the irons open. The boy closed his eyes while the work continued.

The dogs were raising a ruckus. The doc was inside the house looking for us as I fetched him. The guys stopped working while the doc examined the boy.

"His body is worn out from all the weight he's been carrying. Has he been complaining about pain any where"?

"Geez, you know this boy, he'd be dying from pain and he wouldn't let on. The only thing that gets him is migraine pain".

"Has he had migraines lately"?

He hasn't complained of any but again, he was in restraints so he likely could have turned even that into something erotic."

He was out of restraints and we got him onto his mattress. Doc continued his examination and said that the left shoulder was dislocated. It was the weight. The Doc pulled and massaged until the boy arched his back and cried out. "Do you have any strong pain medications in the house?"

The boy is sleeping in my bed where he belongs. Our adventure ended abruptly and I'm glad of it although not glad of the cause. I think we're done with this exercise.