For the moment, let's try a variation on what was done to the Rancher's wife. You get tied to the post, impaled up the ass by something that is as big as you can possibly take. It doesn't quite rip you open, and it isn't quite long enough to damage you. But you aren't going anywhere...
Your hands and feet are tied, not nailed. But they aren't going anywhere <grin>. We run hot water over your cock and balls, to get the sac as loose as possible. Then it gets stretched down and spread so it forms a triangle, with the narrow part at the top. Then out comes a needle and thread, and the edges of your scrotum get sewn to your thighs. And a row of pins goes through the bottom edge to hold it against the post.
Now a rubber rod comes out. It just barely fits into your urethra. It's lubed, but only just. It burns all the way down. It feels like it's ripping the inside out of your cock. Suddenly, it feels wonderful somewhere deep inside. I move the rod in and out a bit and you moan. It feels wonderful. Then there another flash of pain and it feels like you need to piss really bad as I shove another inch in.
Then I pick up another needle. This one's thicker and longer and has several feet of nylon fishing line attached. I start by running it through one of your nipples. Then I reach down and grab your cock head. I slowly run it in one side of the head, through the rod, and out the other side. I then run it up and through the other nipple.
I take the slack in the line and slowly work it through until your cock is stretched tightly upwards. I pull both of the free ends together in the middle of your chest and tie them together tightly. So your nipples are pulled downward and towards each other.
It's a hot day, so I rig a tube from a large cooler full of gatorade. I tape it to the side of your mouth, so you can suck on it. It's not that much of a kindness. Not with your cock plugged.
I show you a couple of large nails. As thick as a pencil and six inches long. I tell you that I haven't decided if I am going to use them or not. If I do, they'll be used to nail your balls to the post.
For now, I'm going to tenderize them a bit. I take a paint stirring stick and stand to one side of you. As you watch in horror, I draw my arm back and hit you across the balls. Again and again, I beat them. Then I beat the underside of your cock. (Get a ruler or a paint stirring stick and try spanking your hard cock, just below the head. Hit your balls a few times too)
I grow tired of this, and take a brush and coat your cock with something. Then I open the gate to the corral and let in a calf. As I wander back to the porch, the calf starts licking at your cock. It's arousing, but the tongue is so rough, it's a painful pleasure.
Soon in, spite of all the painful things you are experiencing, you are ready to come. I walk back over as it becomes obvious. I smile sweetly at you. And I tell you to enjoy it while you can. With you plugged like that, you can't come. Or rather, the come will back up painfully inside. And the calf will keep licking all day.
By noon, the calf can't arouse you anymore. And you are sure that most of the skin must be gone from the underside of your cock. I walk back down and shoo the calf out of the corral. I beat your cock and balls again.
Then I use an alligator clip to attach a wire to your cock, just below the head. And I tape a couple of pads to your scrotum, one over each ball. I lead the wires over to a box, and start playing with controls. First you feel a buzzing, almost like a vibrator, then a strange biting sensation. After that you can't really describe the sensations. It feels good, and hurts, both at the same time. I make a few more adjustments, and soon you are wracked by another (painful) orgasm.
I then start setting another set of controls. You feel horrible jolting pains shoot from your balls to your cock, or from one ball to another. I watch you as I adjust those.
Finally, I check the cooler. Seeing that you haven't been drinking much, I re-rig the tube so that you can't spit it out, and I raise the jug and close the valve a bit, there's a slow but steady trickle of liquid into your mouth, and you have to swallow steadily.
The box starts alternately forcing you to come, and giving you the electrical equivalent of a kick in the balls. The contractions around the huge plug in your ass, and the inability to force any come past the rod in tour cock, are almost as painful as the other jolts. By evening, you are in a haze of pain. And your bladder feels like it must be the size of a basketball.
I give you a choice. Spend the night the way you are, only instead of gatorade, it'll be bran mush. So by morning your guts will be even fuller than your bladder is now. And the electrical stuff will continue.
Or I can disconnect the tube and the electrical stuff. But I'll drive those nails through your balls. Then I'll untie you,and hand you a knife. The only way you'll get loose is to cut your own balls off. I'll be waiting inside, to take care of you...
Well?
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