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When Snow awoke he found himself incredibly disoriented. His blurred vision had trouble making out what was around him; not that he could probably comprehend it at all. Last thing he remembered he was settling down for the night by a warm fire; now all he could see was the slowly clearing image of a buff man in an executioner's mask and a donkey across the way.
The man in the black mask called out the text written on an old looking piece of parchment,
"By order of Master Gabriel, you two have been chosen to entertain. You will be spread one tenth of an inch farther apart, by the winch, every ten seconds. Scream if you must."
Snow could now plainly see the situation he was in. Though, how he'd ended up with a slightly frayed rope tied tight around his sac connecting him to the sac of another male in the same way, he had no idea.
The man in the black mask stepped off the balance beam that Snow and the Donkey were standing on and walked over to a large hand crank hooked up to a system of levers, pulleys and gears. Looking at the contraption, Snow followed the path with his eyes from the crank all the way to a large metal dome-type object, with removable rods that both males were tied to.
"Hey... What's going on?" The Donkey called to him, "I'm not a plaything you know."
"Nice to meet you too, I'm Snow by the way." He said in return, "It appears we've been unwillingly hooked up to a machine for someone else's merriment."
The Masked man laughed as his master who apparently was sitting in a crudely crafted throne gave the nod to begin.
"Sorry, my name is Sen, and frankly I'm just a little bit caught off guard by the whole thing-" The donkey replied before getting interrupted by the loud squeal from the cogs bursting into life after a long time of disuse and the sudden jerk backwards by the machine.
Just as the man in the mask had said, every ten seconds the two of them separated a little more; however it went slow enough that both of the victims were able to easily maintain their balance on the wooden beam below them.
The rope began to become more and more taught, tightening its grip on Snow and Sen's delicate scrotums. Very soon, it had lifted their sacs and had begun to pull them forward, all the while shifting their bodies away from each other. With every movement it became harder and harder to balance on the beam below. Every inch causing their now aching berries to squish tighter and tighter against the rope and each other. After about three minutes had passed, Snow was literally hanging onto the bar as best he could with his toes. It was at this point the man in the mask pressed a button and released the two males from the machine, disconnecting the poles.
Quickly and suddenly the fell back with a jerk putting incredible tension on both of their sacs which, in Snow's case at least were starting to turn a bit red. Snow's eyes such, his penis dripping ample volumes of pre down his length, his balls aching more than they had ever in the past, his groans of mixed pain and pleasure filled the air. Sen shook wildly, his body unused to this kind of attention; though he had in the past done some amusing things with his member, he had never inflicted this kind of pain on his pouch. As soon as they shifted, and were beginning to quickly fall back, father away from each other, all that held them up was the rope tied tight round their sacs, and their constant scramble to keep up on the pole. With this however, neither of them could keep themselves up on the board, and they fell. Sickening pain was running through their bodies as their abused nuts were violently tugged away from them. Occasionally, all one could hear from Sen or Snow was a weak plea for help, or the sound of a tortured moan.
The two could hold on to the bar no longer and fell off, held only inches above the water by the rope hanging onto their balls. Both Sen and Snow were moaning and groaning from the mix of pleasure and Pain as they hung delicately from the bar.
Quickly, a splashing sound came from below, as tentacles rose up around them. With their bodies unable to react, the invading monster began to stuff itself into every orifice it could. Snow's anus, unused to the attack was clenched tight in an attempt to keep it out. Sen however knew better than to resist and cause unnecessary pain to him. If it was going to fuck him, he could at least enjoy it. Snow's virgin asshole was harshly poked and prodded by the invader, which eventually broke through, causing him to squeak and squeal. He quickly found his mouth plugged however by another tentacle. Both of them filled with tentacles, smaller tentacles began to rise from the deep, wrapping themselves around the penises of the males, their entire body covered by the tentacles, their genital regions severely abused by the unknown invader.
Despite the unwelcome invader in his rectum Snow revelled in the new pleasures he was experiencing. He had never taken it in the rear before and found the new stimulation to be fantastic, despite the occasional tinge of pain from either his anus or when he was reminded that he was mostly hanging from his scrotum. Sen on the other hand was thoroughly enjoying himself as two other tentacles leapt from the water and buried themselves in his anus. Both boys' bodies automatically humping the artificial vaginas created by the small tentacles, they began to feel a decrease in pressure to their balls as the tentacles lifted them higher.
By now, the tentacles were ramming themselves into Snow's mouth and anus, speeding up with every second, as if reaching for something within him. Sen's body reaching the point of orgasm from the amount of stimulation he was receiving. Snow's body hit climax first however, great gobs of pure white spunk shot out from his engorged member as it continued to be pumped by the motion of his body and the tentacle's slithery movements. It shot hard and long, drips falling down the length of his fox like shaft, and occasionally shooting ahead of him into the water, each time being absorbed by the tentacles as it came into contact with them. Sen's penis also began to deliver its seed to the caressing tentacles, spitting a flood of cum from his highly human penis, the tentacles only pumped harder, as if milking them for more.
As soon as both males were spent, and they had stopped, the tentacles let go, the sudden excess of force causing the rope to snap and both to fall into the water. As they swam up on shore, they could see a large volume of police, and an ambulance pulling towards another police car which had the masked man on the hood getting cuffed, and the one known as Master Gabriel in the back.
As soon as they ambulance parked itself, the paramedics stepped out and handed the naked boys blankets to dry their selves off.
"Were you hurt?" "What happened?" "Are you alright?" They were asked. Suffice it to say, both males came out of this pretty well.