S-O-D (Part 5)

5.-

With his shaved hair, Beltrán’s face seemed even more anguished and suffering, for the greater enjoyment of the spectators.

He received the Lord’s response, categorical and definitive: “Do everything you must do, without regrets. If he does not withstand the test, it will be a sign for me.” Pristine.

DHH accepted the request for a private session between both slaves. In the private session, only whoever paid for it had decision-making power, and the other subscribers could only watch as “spies,” without being able to give an opinion. It would be 45 minutes of extreme testing for Beltrán, already very beaten down and weakened.

The efficient Albanian executioner took only a few minutes to prepare the scene in Beltrán’s cell: a leather swing with chains hooked to the ceiling.

He seated Beltrán in the sling and tied his ankles and wrists to the chains. Cuan was there to help with the dilation and all the parallel work needed for the task of revelry.

The first thing the Albanian executioner did, and what Cuan would later do as well, was make the slave inhale poppers, many times, then apply enough lubricant to his ass, a lot. Covered with a latex glove up past the ass, the Albanian began dilating his ass with various dildos of increasing diameter, while Cuan licked his cock, his balls, and played with his nipples. He also ran his tongue along his neck, kissed him on the mouth, and activated all his pleasure endings. And he made him take more poppers.

With each inhalation of poppers, Beltrán felt more surrendered. It was as if anything could be done to him; he felt himself becoming more open and willing, with fewer barriers and limits.

His ass was becoming more and more dilated, the dildos were deeper and thicker, and he felt how all of them opened him more and more. He felt strangely possessed by a pleasure unknown to him amid so much pain. But he knew that this would only be the prologue to a torment.

After about 10 minutes, the Albanian began working his ass with his right hand, piercing it with two fingers, without much resistance.

It was the beginning. To accompany it, DHH instructed Cuan to begin biting the slave’s nipples “until he makes him scream,” that was the order. That was what the spectator who had paid for the session wanted. Cuan obeyed without question until achieving the desired effect.

That was enough for the Albanian to then insert 4 fingers into that dilated ass. More punishment on the nipples, more poppers, more dilation, farther inside the ass. The slave’s scream comes from deep inside his stomach, it is desperate and extreme: the fist is already struggling to enter.

The poppers and the lubricant help, but the fist enters by force as well. It has already been 20 minutes of this diabolical game and the slave feels that his ass is being torn by a sword opening him mercilessly. Yes, the fist is al...