I kicked him several times as he first grabbed my right ankle wrapping a chain around it then moving my right leg to the right as far as it would go then clipping the chain to a small metal loop on the deck. He did the same thing on my left leg moving it as far as it would go to the left, again he stepped back admiring his captive. I kept pleading “Matthew please, please, please, release me, you’re frightening me”. He just ignored me as he continued to put the collar around my neck “click” went the lock. Next he attached a pair of nipple clamps as pain shot through me as he tighten them as far as they would go. They were joined by a ring that had a chain that attached my collar making my nipples stand up and erect. He went down to the galley again and came back up with a Polaroid camera and took several pictures of me. I said “you’re a fucking crazy, you better let me go!”
While the pictures developed again he stood back and admired his captive and then began to touch and rub is rock hard penis through his shorts. He dropped his shorts then kneeled over me. He covered my mouth with his left hand as I screamed into his hand as I could only hear the sound of my breath forcefully going in and out thru my nostrils. With his right hand he alternated slapping my nipples then stroking his cock I yelled out in pain thru his hand each time he struck me as I could feel the sting on my skin and the pull of the nipple clamps. He turned all of his attention to his cock and to this day I never saw a man stroke his cock so fast and hard as he moaned and shot cum all over my stomach and bra.
He leaned over and took off the nipple clamps as I felt a rush of blood into my nipples sending shooting pain and feeling back into them. I let out a huge sigh of relief thinking he would release me now that he had cum. He reached for the Polaroid’s and showed me the pictures. There I was totally helpless wearing a collar that had a name tag with the name engraved of “Sex Slave”. I said “Okay, Matthew you really had me going there now will you release me?” My request fell on deafs ear.
He attached the leash to my collar and then leaned over and untied my wrists and unchained my ankles from the deck. He lifted me up and turned me around twisting my right arm behind my back with his right hand and then grabbing my left hand wrists with his. I said “You’re hurting me Matthew; I want you to stop this right now!” The only response I heard was his deep breathing in my ear as he guided me down into the galley.
He pushed me straight on the queen size bed while still holding the leash. Landing on top of me he used the leather leash to binded my wrists together in front of me while I struggled to free myself. He pinned me to the bed with his weight as he leaned over the bed and grabbed a PVC pipe about 4 feet in length off the floor. The pipe had eye hooks on the each end as he clipped my ankle chains to the eye hooks, keeping my legs spread wide open. With left over length of leash he bound my wrists to the PVC pipe between my legs and left to go up to the deck. I can’t recall how long he was up on the deck but my mind was going crazy as I could hear his voice and an occasional laugh but couldn’t make out what he was saying. I kept cursing myself that I didn’t tell anyone were I was going or who I was with. There was no evidence of where I was because he drove and my car was still parked in the driveway at the apartment. I scanned the galley for anything I could use to escape when I saw pictures of me taped up on the walls near the bed. Just then Matthew appeared from the deck tossing his tote bag on the bed. I pleaded again him to release me as he untied my wrists from the pipe.
He stated that since “I was his Sex Slave that I will address him as Master Captain Matthew. Or I would be punished”. I said a few choice swear words and he rolled me over on my elbows and knees and slapped my bottom hard several times telling me that “it was my fault that I was being punished”. Without another word he got a large knife out and cut & tore my clothing off leaving them in tiny little pieces. I said “Are you completely nuts what am I suppose to wear home you crazy bastard?” He grabbed a handful of hair and dragged me across the bed to the edge. My face was in his crotch and he demanded “Suck it” shoving his cock as deep as it would go down my throat. He said “if I bite him he will cut me up into little pieces and use me for fish food”. Then he laughed at me gagging on his cock as my body went into convulsions. He pulled me back off his cock then rammed it back in pumping me as hard as he could, my lips and face were sore from his hips smashing into my face. Without warning loads of cum shot into my mouth and was running down my throat and out of my mouth as I struggled for air. Finally he pulled back and pushed me away as I coughed struggling for air. Acting quickly he pulled out the ball gag from the tote and overly secured it tightly behind my neck. He stared at me with his left over cum dribbling out of my mouth around the ball gag he grabbed his camera and took more several pictures.
Like a man on a mission he grabs some metal pieces from his tote bag and cupboard over the sink on the boat. He assembled the pieces but I couldn’t tell what it was. He said to me reading the question on my face “it’s a Fucking machine slave”. The machine had two poles coming from it. The pole on top was a stationary pole and the pole on the bottom went back and forth as he tested it. He then mounted a large round vibrator at the end of the stationary pole and an enormous dildo on the other my eyes widen with muffled screams from behind the gag. The most cock I’ve ever had is about 7” or so but this thing was huge. I kept thinking it going to fucking tear me into pieces. He adjusted the fucking machine height and position carefully as I kept saying “No, No, No” through the gag. Matthew turned me around and had my knees at the edge of the bed as he stepped over the PVC pipe he rubbed my asshole with the tip of his cock then spitting on his hand he rubbed over his cock and starting working his cock into my tight asshole. In one motion he was in and going deep I was trying to relax but he grabbed a handful of hair and was moving me back and forth on is cock. He was pounding my ass so hard I could barely breathe. He pulled me up by my hair so he could squeeze my nipples and firmly bite my neck with his cock buried deep inside my ass.
He whispered in my ear “are you ready slave?” And flipped me over with me on top of him I was laying on my back his cock still hard in my ass then he reached around and grabbed my right leg pulling them both up. I didn’t notice the hook near the ceiling but he attached the pipe to the hook supporting my legs and keeping them up and spread wide. He positioned himself carefully with me on top to the edge of the bed until the vibrator was resting on my clit and the dildo at the entrance of my pussy. Matthew’s legs were now on the floor and his hands firmly holding my hips. He used a remote to start the fucking machine and the vibrator. The vibrator sent shivers everywhere as Matthew controlled the setting and speed of both the vibrator and the dildo. I screamed again through the gag as I was being stretched beyond anything I have had before.