More… water sports, BDSM
If you caught my story about the Golden Showers, this is a follow up in a second and recent visit.

The same guy (Golden Showers) from GMM contacted me and told me he’d like to have a closer look at BDSM and said he’d bought a vibe/dildo that he wanted to try out. A couple of messages went back and forth till we could agree on a day and we organised for him to come to my place [the] next week.

The week went fast and before I knew, the day had come. In latter messages we talked about what we did last time and that if all else failed (BDSM), we could do the showers again. We’d also agreed that a massage table set up here would be the best way this could work out.

Before he arrived, I set the table up and placed blankets and towels around it to keep the floor dry. I had a huge towel across the table with an extra one beneath the area where the middle of my body would lay.

I douched up and showered and tried the table out before he arrived and all seemed to work well when I heard him at the door.

We didn’t talk at all when he walked in and we headed straight for the room with the table.

I was already naked when he said “Get up, face down and open your legs” While I did this, he had already stripped his shorts and shirt off and grabbed one of my legs and tied it to the table leg. He then grabbed the other and pulled me wide open, tying it to the other table leg. …then he came to the head of the table and tied my wrists together under the table and pulling my hair back ready to bury his cock in my mouth.

He half masted at around seven inches and said “Take all of it bitch”, thrusting his knob to the back of my throat. While fucking my face violently, he tied a blindfold around my eyes and held me by the hair as he continued to drive it home.

I was gagging and spluttering and he knew it. He could hear me choking and it turned him on so much that he put his forearms around my head (like a headlock) and drove it in holding it against the back of throat until I turned blue.

I was still ‘reaching’ even after he pulled out and went to his bag of goodies. Out came a fly swatter (of some kind). He began whipping my buttocks, legs and back. Making sure the stinger tentacles caught went well between my cheeks.

He grabbed some lube and started to work the machine. By feel, it was about six inches long, two inches in diameter with a rib half way up it of and extra inch.

He started slowly and then became more aggressive as I loosened up and then turn the switch to ON when it began to buzz madly deep inside me.

The rib meant he could leave it in and it wouldn’t pop out by itself. Doing that, he came back to the head of the table and thrust his now fully hardened nine inches back down my throat.

I was quickly choking once again and while making sure I took it all, he began hammering the end of the dildo into my hole with the palm of his hand until it disappeared completely into me.

I could feel it buzzing well up inside me. Even the noise it made could be heard and the table itself was vibrating as it was assaulting me.

Moments later (while I once again reached and discharged huge amounts of spittle), he went back to my hole to retrieve it.

Placing the most part of his hand up inside me, I felt him grab it and pull it out.

A few more lashes of the whip meant he wanted me to know he was still in full control.

“Want to go to the shower?” he asked. “For water sports?” I replied. “Yes” he said.

“We can do it right here if this is better for you”

With that, he replaced my gag and lodge what felt like a cold metal hook type thing in my hole. It had a huge ball on the end of it and the handle end was attached to a rope.

In pushing it well up, he began to hoist the rope almost pulling me up from the table. He then came back to my head (holding the rope tightly and pulling) and threw his cock back in my mouth.

He then tied wrapped rope around my eyes (over the blindfold) so if I moved it, either hurt my head of worse, my hole. I was completely captive.

Then with a sudden jerk, he drove his cock down past my throat letting out a sudden burst of urine. I was trying to kick and free my hands but couldn’t move. The blindfold was now wet with the tears his cock was bringing to my eyes.

He went back to my hole again and removed the rope from my head. He took and thinner rope from his bag and bound my balls tightly and stretched them as far as he could before tying it off under the table.

I could feel them turning blue and trying to ease the pain by moving was impossible. Then he took the rope to the hook and raised and raised it high, stretching my hole open. The rope on my balls meant I could not raise my arse to relieve the tension. I was being opened widely and while all this was happening, he climbed up and straddled me and began pissing in my hole.

I could feel it shooting up inside me and making a kind of whistling noise.

Then, (with hook still on place) he thrust his cock in and continued to piss.

I could feel it filling me up; a feeling like my stomach was about to explode. I could also feel the piss pressuring back past the ball on the hook and his cock, squirting out the opening. All while that by now, my balls would have been truly blue.

He pulled out and removed the hook. With that, a gush of pissed followed.

He then lay completely on top of me and buried his cock deep inside me again, continuing to empty his bladder. Pushing all nine inches right up as far as he could, I could feel him in places no one else had been! Then he began to fuck hard, holding onto my hair causing my head to become levelled back with his.

“Bitch” he said, “You like this don’t you!” “You’re a dirty slut” he continued, until he blew his load in a violent but very satisfying way.

“Now let me see you shoot all that out” he said. I began to push slowly so to not squirt everywhere. I could feel it oozing down to my still stretched balls while he watched with amusement.

“Stay there, I’m going to clean up. Can you take any more?” he asked.

I wasn’t so sure but didn’t want to appear wimp-ish so I nodded.

“Good” he said, “I have another guy outside who is just waiting to hear that”

Holy shit, I thought. Here we go again!