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The Contestants

July 31, 2009

The top of the wall was illuminated, creating a sensual focal point for the room. I shuffled carefully, the sound of other feet taking short steps let me know that I was not alone. I could see nothing but the wall – a long row of cuffs spaced evenly apart. I was pushed forward to the one directly in front of me, prodded to stand on the riser that edged the wall. My hands were pulled up, the ropes binding them replaced by the leather cuffs attached to the wall.

All around me were the sounds of others having their cuffs placed, bodies hitting the wall as some were tugged more forcefully. We’d all come willingly, knowing we would be put through many tests this night. I had come eagerly, knowing that if I was picked I might at long last be allowed close enough to touch what I’d wanted for so long. Still, there were many who’d come. I was perhaps the youngest that had been allowed in. That gave me hope.

Now my escort bent to remove the chain from my ankle cuffs, only to refasten them to eye bolts in the riser. Once my legs were spread, hands reached between them, hold my cock and my balls. “You all ready over there,” he called. “Yeah, push them through. We’ll get them wrapped up nice.” I was a bit shocked when my cock and balls were pushed through a hole in the wall that I hadn’t noticed earlier. I felt some sort of strap being wrapped around the base of my cock, sliding under my sack then snapping tight. The sensation hovered between pain and pleasure as the blood rushed in, leaving me throbbing and hard.

A few moans escaped from others down the row as each was captured and wrapped. Yet another chain was attached and I was pulled forward by my cock until I was firmly against the wall with little space between it and my body. As the caretakers began silently exiting I rocked my hips as an experiment but I was held fast. There would be no moving now until I was released to go home. How I dreaded that moment. There were only 2 spots open and only the last two standing would be chosen. I had been working hard on my endurance; physically, sexually, and mentally. I planned to ensure that I would be there at the end.

3 Comments leave one →
  1. August 8, 2009 5:42 pm

    Oooooh, it’s interesting to read a piece by a woman from a male’s p.o.v. Are you planning to extend this piece?

    • Stacy permalink*
      August 8, 2009 7:22 pm

      Absolutely that is the plan. I just hope I get all the male parts right. *tongue-in-cheek*

  2. August 26, 2009 8:21 am

    Interesting, I look forward to the next part. đŸ™‚

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