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ABBY MAYS REVENGE, CHAPTER 8
Abby Mays Revenge,
Chapter 8
By LKraemer
Disclaimer: Not Suitable for Children, Graphic Violence, Offensive/Graphic Language, Angst, BDSM, Torture, Humiliation, Sexual Scenes that may offend some, 18+, MA,
Christian lay totally helpless on the bed in the leather restraints. He wondered how long it would be before they return.
His dIck and aSShole throbbed with phantom pain of the stainless steel rods that Abby and Tina forced into him.
He wanted so badly to escape. What in the hell would they do next to him, he wondered.
Abby’s words echoed in his head, “Who’s lying on the bed restrained you or me?”
Time seemed to drag and go by ever so slowly.
Christian was tired and yearned to sleep. His explosive orgasm left him feeling very sleepy and drained.
With his ankles and wrists restrained Christian fell into a deep slumber knowing that there was no possible chance of Abby raping his a$$ with the strap on when she returned from their time out shopping.
****************Later That Day*****************
Christian awoke to the sound of someone entering the room and the sound of a plastic wrapper crinkling and rustling.
He stirred, groggy as his eyes opened and tried to focus. He wanted to rub his eyes but couldn’t.
Christian’s watery eyes blinked quickly before they focused entirely, staring at a plastic tray placed on the nightstand with a towel covering something. He gulped watching Abby expose what was underneath it. He immediately noticed what it was causing his eyes to open wide in fear.
“Hooooly shit!” Christian shrieked in hysterics as he writhed about on the mattress in a panic.
“Remember Tina said she had something better in mind than a diaper for tonight?” Abby piped with enthusiasm.
He dreaded the thoughts of the long Foley catheter slipping through his sore urethra. It wasn’t long before he began to sport an erection from the fear of the intrusive-looking tube being forced into his penis.
Christian whimpered and moaned.
“It’s time to play doctor now, Christian!” Abby said in a firm tone as she tapped his naked thigh.
Abby folded her arms across her chest. “Just a little discomfort, Christian, not to worry!” she replied in an assuring tone as she ran a single finger over his most sensitive orifice.
“Do we have a problem in here?” Tina mused as she suddenly appeared in the doorway. A pleased look washed across her face as she noticed that Christian had developed an erection to make it easier to seize his cock for the procedure.
Abby turned around quickly noticing Tina in the doorway. “Tina, Christian seems to have a hang up about the Foley slipping through his cock!” she whined.
“I warned you, Christian!” Tina shrugged her shoulders as she walked across the room, her boots making an echoing sound on the floor.
Tina reached down lightly stroking his cock again to keep it erect.
Christian continued to squirm on the mattress so Abby smacked his thigh reminding him to cooperate-or else.
“OOOOOOOOW!” Christian shrieked in pain.
“Do you think an 18 French would be too big?” Abby smiled as she examined Christian’s penis.
“Try a 16 French, Abby. Most men can handle a 16!” Tina interjected in a knowing tone.
Both women turned to wash their hands carefully before they slipped on a pair of the latex gloves at the same time and snapped them in synchronicity.
Christian felt like he was going to faint from hearing the word, ‘16 French.” He never imagined that he would be the victim of medical fetish play.
“We can always use an 18 French some other time and increase the size of his urethra using the sounds a couple more times to make him handle an 18 French,” Tina added in a knowing tone.
Their submissive closed his eyes to avoid the sight of the catheter.
“Wash his dick first, Abby!” Tina reminded the Mistress.
“I know, Tina! Jesus Christ, who’s doing this-you or me?” Abby fired back with sarcasm.
Tina glared back at Abby as she swabbed Christian’s dick with the cloth.
“Tina, I think circumcised cock would be SO much better!” Abby sighed as she carefully retracted Christian’s foreskin to wash his petrified penis.
Christian’s eyes instantly flared open in fear.
“If you don’t wipe your d*ck clean after you take a piss, I’ll have you circumcised!” she added in a booming tone that reminded him of his foster mother’s voice.
Christian froze and shuddered with a moan at the horrifying thought of having his dick sliced and diced like a piece of meat.
“NO! You’re NOT my goddamn mother, Abby! I LIKE my d*ck the way it is, and NO ONE and I mean NO ONE is going to fuck with it!” he replied in an adamant tone.
While Abby continued to wash his love muscle, memories of his childhood flooded through his mind. He remembered how his foster mother would scold him for not washing his penis properly while bathing in the bathtub and then she would take over scrubbing it with extreme force, hurting him and threatening to have him circumcised.
“Hmmm, I LIKE cut cock too, Abby!” Tina chipped as Christian became humiliated causing his face to turn beet red. His ears felt very hot too as he became angry to be made to feel like a child again in Abby and Tina’s presence.
“PLEASE! NO! I BEG YOU!” Christian begged and pleaded with a pant.
“You LIKE being embarrassed by my talking about how you need to be circumcised, don’t you, Christian!” Abby continued in a teasing tone as she noticed her submissive turned beet red in the face.
“GoDDAMN!” Christian cursed changing his demeanor as he wanted so badly to raise his knees to his chest and cross his legs to cover his penis but couldn’t. Tina then seized his ready-hard c*ck and balls making him gasp in fearful anticipation of the Foley about to slip through his hole any second.
“Oh Jesus,” Christian gasped again as he chose to look away and closed his eyes; his chest heaved from panting in fear.
“There will be absolutely NO wetting the bed through the night or tomorrow morning, Christian!” Abby waved a finger at him before she donned a fresh pair of gloves. She decided to anesthetize the tip of Christian’s penis, carefully lacing his urethra with lidocaine.
Abby then put a small dab of lubricant at the tip of his penis. He flinched from the cool swab of the KY, opening his eyes and glanced again over at the packaged catheter placed on the towel on the nearby table.
“That had all better be sterile, Abby!” Christian retorted. “If I get a bladder infection, I’ll be PISSED!” Christian hissed.
She then removed the catheter from its package and lubricated it with care and began to insert it gently into his most intimate orifice. Christian winced as he broke out into a sweat from the procedure.
“FUUUUCK!” Christian gasped as the bizarre sensation caused extreme pressure and an overwhelming discomfort.
Tina let go letting Abby take over, peeled the gloves off and tapped his thigh gently before she reached over to dab his brow with a cloth. “Poor, poor baby,” she shook her head as she watched Abby gently push the catheter deeper into his hole.
Christian’s dominant stroked his hair and continued to dab his brow of sweat while he clenched his hands into fists held in the restraints and licked his lips in nervousness.
“MmmmmmMotherFucker!” Christian cursed as he turned his head from side to side on the sweat-drenched pillow.
A gush of urine began to flow through the tubing which indicated to Abby everything was in place and finished the procedure with a triumphant expression on her face.
“Aaaall done, Christian!” Abby smiled as she secured the hang able large 2000 ml drainage bag.
“It’s a big bag, it will hold lots, no need to worry anymore, Tina!” Abby said in a knowing tone as she tapped the drainage bag.
“You’re a goddamn sexual deviant, Abby!” Christian snapped angrily as Abby removed her gloves.
“Nope, I just like my medical fetish toys!” Abby smiled mischievously.
“You’re sick and perverted, Abby!” Christian fired back.
“You’re the ONE who couldn’t control your bladder, Christian!” Abby reminded him in a harsh tone.
“Thanks to you, bitch!” Christian fired back with a tone of sarcasm.
“Y’know, Christian…..I can clamp this Foley off instead if you like and then you can’t piss at all!”
Christian grew silent and glared at Abby with a look of hatred in his eyes.
“Which is it gonna be?” Abby continued with a tone of sarcasm.
“What do you think?” Christian retorted in a dead-pan tone.
“Then CUT the sarcasm!” Abby reminded him as she poured him a glass of water to drink.
Tina ignored the entire conversation as she went to stroke her finger on the underside of Christian’s cock while Abby held the cup for him to take a sip.
Christian’s blue piercing eyes glared at his Mistress over the cup while drinking.
“No more cock play until tomorrow when the cath is removed, Tina!’ Abby pointed out to the Dominant as she finished giving him the drink.
“I know,” Tina whispered in a sorrowful tone as she lightly stroked a single finger down Christian’s sensitive, hairless sac before she took off the ankle restraints.
“Shout for me when your balls get itchy, Christian,” she leaned forward and whispered in his ear while she cupped his balls and squeezed them gently one last time.
The women turned and tossed some more wood onto the fire to keep it burning. Satisfied, Tina turned and faced Abby to speak to her, “Come on, Abby….we need to PREP the playroom!” Tina announced with a mischievous smile.
Christian’s face turned as pale as the white sheet that the Dominant quickly draped over top of him just moments before they headed out of the room.
To Be Continued
Chapter 8
By LKraemer
Disclaimer: Not Suitable for Children, Graphic Violence, Offensive/Graphic Language, Angst, BDSM, Torture, Humiliation, Sexual Scenes that may offend some, 18+, MA,
Christian lay totally helpless on the bed in the leather restraints. He wondered how long it would be before they return.
His dIck and aSShole throbbed with phantom pain of the stainless steel rods that Abby and Tina forced into him.
He wanted so badly to escape. What in the hell would they do next to him, he wondered.
Abby’s words echoed in his head, “Who’s lying on the bed restrained you or me?”
Time seemed to drag and go by ever so slowly.
Christian was tired and yearned to sleep. His explosive orgasm left him feeling very sleepy and drained.
With his ankles and wrists restrained Christian fell into a deep slumber knowing that there was no possible chance of Abby raping his a$$ with the strap on when she returned from their time out shopping.
****************Later That Day*****************
Christian awoke to the sound of someone entering the room and the sound of a plastic wrapper crinkling and rustling.
He stirred, groggy as his eyes opened and tried to focus. He wanted to rub his eyes but couldn’t.
Christian’s watery eyes blinked quickly before they focused entirely, staring at a plastic tray placed on the nightstand with a towel covering something. He gulped watching Abby expose what was underneath it. He immediately noticed what it was causing his eyes to open wide in fear.
“Hooooly shit!” Christian shrieked in hysterics as he writhed about on the mattress in a panic.
“Remember Tina said she had something better in mind than a diaper for tonight?” Abby piped with enthusiasm.
He dreaded the thoughts of the long Foley catheter slipping through his sore urethra. It wasn’t long before he began to sport an erection from the fear of the intrusive-looking tube being forced into his penis.
Christian whimpered and moaned.
“It’s time to play doctor now, Christian!” Abby said in a firm tone as she tapped his naked thigh.
Abby folded her arms across her chest. “Just a little discomfort, Christian, not to worry!” she replied in an assuring tone as she ran a single finger over his most sensitive orifice.
“Do we have a problem in here?” Tina mused as she suddenly appeared in the doorway. A pleased look washed across her face as she noticed that Christian had developed an erection to make it easier to seize his cock for the procedure.
Abby turned around quickly noticing Tina in the doorway. “Tina, Christian seems to have a hang up about the Foley slipping through his cock!” she whined.
“I warned you, Christian!” Tina shrugged her shoulders as she walked across the room, her boots making an echoing sound on the floor.
Tina reached down lightly stroking his cock again to keep it erect.
Christian continued to squirm on the mattress so Abby smacked his thigh reminding him to cooperate-or else.
“OOOOOOOOW!” Christian shrieked in pain.
“Do you think an 18 French would be too big?” Abby smiled as she examined Christian’s penis.
“Try a 16 French, Abby. Most men can handle a 16!” Tina interjected in a knowing tone.
Both women turned to wash their hands carefully before they slipped on a pair of the latex gloves at the same time and snapped them in synchronicity.
Christian felt like he was going to faint from hearing the word, ‘16 French.” He never imagined that he would be the victim of medical fetish play.
“We can always use an 18 French some other time and increase the size of his urethra using the sounds a couple more times to make him handle an 18 French,” Tina added in a knowing tone.
Their submissive closed his eyes to avoid the sight of the catheter.
“Wash his dick first, Abby!” Tina reminded the Mistress.
“I know, Tina! Jesus Christ, who’s doing this-you or me?” Abby fired back with sarcasm.
Tina glared back at Abby as she swabbed Christian’s dick with the cloth.
“Tina, I think circumcised cock would be SO much better!” Abby sighed as she carefully retracted Christian’s foreskin to wash his petrified penis.
Christian’s eyes instantly flared open in fear.
“If you don’t wipe your d*ck clean after you take a piss, I’ll have you circumcised!” she added in a booming tone that reminded him of his foster mother’s voice.
Christian froze and shuddered with a moan at the horrifying thought of having his dick sliced and diced like a piece of meat.
“NO! You’re NOT my goddamn mother, Abby! I LIKE my d*ck the way it is, and NO ONE and I mean NO ONE is going to fuck with it!” he replied in an adamant tone.
While Abby continued to wash his love muscle, memories of his childhood flooded through his mind. He remembered how his foster mother would scold him for not washing his penis properly while bathing in the bathtub and then she would take over scrubbing it with extreme force, hurting him and threatening to have him circumcised.
“Hmmm, I LIKE cut cock too, Abby!” Tina chipped as Christian became humiliated causing his face to turn beet red. His ears felt very hot too as he became angry to be made to feel like a child again in Abby and Tina’s presence.
“PLEASE! NO! I BEG YOU!” Christian begged and pleaded with a pant.
“You LIKE being embarrassed by my talking about how you need to be circumcised, don’t you, Christian!” Abby continued in a teasing tone as she noticed her submissive turned beet red in the face.
“GoDDAMN!” Christian cursed changing his demeanor as he wanted so badly to raise his knees to his chest and cross his legs to cover his penis but couldn’t. Tina then seized his ready-hard c*ck and balls making him gasp in fearful anticipation of the Foley about to slip through his hole any second.
“Oh Jesus,” Christian gasped again as he chose to look away and closed his eyes; his chest heaved from panting in fear.
“There will be absolutely NO wetting the bed through the night or tomorrow morning, Christian!” Abby waved a finger at him before she donned a fresh pair of gloves. She decided to anesthetize the tip of Christian’s penis, carefully lacing his urethra with lidocaine.
Abby then put a small dab of lubricant at the tip of his penis. He flinched from the cool swab of the KY, opening his eyes and glanced again over at the packaged catheter placed on the towel on the nearby table.
“That had all better be sterile, Abby!” Christian retorted. “If I get a bladder infection, I’ll be PISSED!” Christian hissed.
She then removed the catheter from its package and lubricated it with care and began to insert it gently into his most intimate orifice. Christian winced as he broke out into a sweat from the procedure.
“FUUUUCK!” Christian gasped as the bizarre sensation caused extreme pressure and an overwhelming discomfort.
Tina let go letting Abby take over, peeled the gloves off and tapped his thigh gently before she reached over to dab his brow with a cloth. “Poor, poor baby,” she shook her head as she watched Abby gently push the catheter deeper into his hole.
Christian’s dominant stroked his hair and continued to dab his brow of sweat while he clenched his hands into fists held in the restraints and licked his lips in nervousness.
“MmmmmmMotherFucker!” Christian cursed as he turned his head from side to side on the sweat-drenched pillow.
A gush of urine began to flow through the tubing which indicated to Abby everything was in place and finished the procedure with a triumphant expression on her face.
“Aaaall done, Christian!” Abby smiled as she secured the hang able large 2000 ml drainage bag.
“It’s a big bag, it will hold lots, no need to worry anymore, Tina!” Abby said in a knowing tone as she tapped the drainage bag.
“You’re a goddamn sexual deviant, Abby!” Christian snapped angrily as Abby removed her gloves.
“Nope, I just like my medical fetish toys!” Abby smiled mischievously.
“You’re sick and perverted, Abby!” Christian fired back.
“You’re the ONE who couldn’t control your bladder, Christian!” Abby reminded him in a harsh tone.
“Thanks to you, bitch!” Christian fired back with a tone of sarcasm.
“Y’know, Christian…..I can clamp this Foley off instead if you like and then you can’t piss at all!”
Christian grew silent and glared at Abby with a look of hatred in his eyes.
“Which is it gonna be?” Abby continued with a tone of sarcasm.
“What do you think?” Christian retorted in a dead-pan tone.
“Then CUT the sarcasm!” Abby reminded him as she poured him a glass of water to drink.
Tina ignored the entire conversation as she went to stroke her finger on the underside of Christian’s cock while Abby held the cup for him to take a sip.
Christian’s blue piercing eyes glared at his Mistress over the cup while drinking.
“No more cock play until tomorrow when the cath is removed, Tina!’ Abby pointed out to the Dominant as she finished giving him the drink.
“I know,” Tina whispered in a sorrowful tone as she lightly stroked a single finger down Christian’s sensitive, hairless sac before she took off the ankle restraints.
“Shout for me when your balls get itchy, Christian,” she leaned forward and whispered in his ear while she cupped his balls and squeezed them gently one last time.
The women turned and tossed some more wood onto the fire to keep it burning. Satisfied, Tina turned and faced Abby to speak to her, “Come on, Abby….we need to PREP the playroom!” Tina announced with a mischievous smile.
Christian’s face turned as pale as the white sheet that the Dominant quickly draped over top of him just moments before they headed out of the room.
To Be Continued