How to find a lost golf ball
#4 of Orcs
Something kinkier :P
The muscular green orc lay suspended in the leather sling, naked as the day he was born, with his wrists and ankles securely bound with thick leather cuffs to the chains supporting his bulky frame.
Another orc approached him, deeply muscled and completely hairless, like his captive friend. He wore black leather chaps and gloves; there were black leather bands around his bulging biceps and a cross harness was fitted across his massive muscular chest.
The bound orc was blindfolded so he was not aware the beefy orc had arrived until a greasy finger was shoved into his hole and began worming its way around. The submissive orc groaned at the sudden intrusion and his fat green orc-cock began to stir and fill with blood.
Another finger joined the first and then three were working their way in; the bound orc writhed with pleasure in his sling as his ass was opened up little by little.
Then the beefy master was satisfied his slave was ready, he reached into a box on a stand he had nearby and removed a single white golf ball. "I got something for you boy, do you want it?" He growled as he lubed up the ball with one hand, his other hand still probing his slave's hole.
"Yes master." The orc groaned. "Please let me have it." He begged.
The leather-clad orc grinned as he pressed the white ball against his hole. It slowly stretched open to accept the sphere, the orc groaned loudly as he was opened even further, and finally gave a relieved sigh as his ass closed around it and it disappeared.
"Now give it back." He ordered.
Taking a deep breath the bound orc pushed, groaning as the white ball crowned, it popped out of his gaping ass and landed in his master's gloved hand.
"Goooood boy." The master cooed as he rubbed his slaves hole with his large thumb. The slave sighed with relief.
Keeping the first ball in his grip he picked up another ball and got it ready. The first ball was shoved back in, finding its way easier than before, followed immediately by the second. He was ordered again to push the two balls out, only to have three shoved inside him, then four, five and on it went until nine balls were crammed inside him.
When the tenth ball was pushed in, the master took a plug and capped his slaves ass off with it. Sealing all the balls inside and leaving him groaning and writhing in pleasure from the fullness. Every time his ass would grip on the plug, pulling it in, it would push on the balls and make them rub against his prostate; the pleasure would make him clench again and set the whole cycle in motion all over again. His throbbing cock dripped precum onto his smooth abs.
Taking his slave's cock in his hand the master slowly rubbed the thick length, teasing it and drawing out more cries of pleasure. Whenever he would get close to blowing his master would stop, leaving his his cock alone and letting the agonizingly close release to back off, only to do it again, bringing him to the edge only to bring him back over and over. After nearly half an hour of slow agonizing edging the slave was covered with sweat and groaning non-stop, begging his master to let him cum, but he was refused every time.
Taking his hands off his slave for the last time, the master reached for the plug and slowly pulled it out. it came out with a soft pop and four of the balls came out on their own. "Push the rest out." He was ordered, and once again, one by one they came out. The tenth one however was nowhere to be seen
"Give me the last one." The master growled, giving a tug on his balls. The slave groaned and pushed, but the last one wouldn't come out, it was too deep in.
"I guess I'll have to do it myself then." He grinned, coating his smooth leather glove with lube and giving his slave's hole a liberal coating. Three fingers moved in easily, then four, slowly working their way in and out and stretching his slaves hole open more and more.
Adding his thumb and making his hand as thin as possible, the beefy green orc began pushing his entire hand in to his helpless slaves hole. The slave cried out in shock as his hole was stretched even further. It clenched down hard on his masters hand, refusing entry, but the dominant orc was persistent, he continued pushing, ordering his slave to relax his ass, until finally his fist pushed through and his hand was fully inside.
He gave his groaning slave a moment to catch his breath before he opened his fist and began feeling around inside for the missing ball. Slowly his hand searched deeper and deeper, the further he went the wider his slave's ass stretched open to accept his muscular forearm. Moaning and groaning in a mix of pain and pleasure the slave was begging for more, for his ass to be filled even more than it was.
The master was only happy to heed his slave's request and pushed in even further. He had already found the ball only a few inches into his search, but he continued on for the fun of it. He drew his arm out to the wrist and slathered it with more lube before diving in again, burying himself in to the elbow before drawing out to repeat the motion, until finally, with ball in hand he pulled his fist out with a pop, leaving his slaves green ass to gape at the emptiness.
He dropped the ball and wiped the lube off his arm with a towel before taking his throbbing orchood in his hand and stroking it a few times to get it nice and hard. At full mast he was about as thick as his own wrist and over a foot long of green meat it was an impressive piece of work.
Without even hesitation, he rammed his fuckpole into his slave's ruined hole and began pounding away. Driving himself into the hilt with a powerful thrust that could knock a person down, he mercilessly plowed his slaves hole, much to his delight his slave groaned like a whore and begged for it harder and deeper. The master would have done it anyway but indulged in his slave's wish and rammed himself in even harder. His gloved hands worked his toy's cock and balls, milking and edging the pulsing meat over and over again, the slave begging for release and finally he got it.
With a deep groan the muscular orc slave spasmed in his leather sling and fired a much needed load all over his sweaty muscular chest. His master continued to milk him, even when the last shots had unloaded he continued to stroke, harder and faster. The orc writhed in agonized pleasure as he begged for his master to stop, that the pleasure was too much, but he didn't. He didn't stop until yet another load had been milked from his cock onto his heaving jizz-caked chest.
The muscular master continued ramming his slave's ass. His own load slowly building. His cock freely leaking pre, lubricating his way. It started slowly, then grew, coming faster and faster until he finally erupted with a feral roar, driving his cock deep inside and unloading he seed inside his debauched slave. He continued to thrust, his cock still shooting thick wads of his seed until, with a heaved sigh of relief he stopped thrusting. He slowly pulled his softening cock out, releasing a small flood of cum as his head slid out of his slave's hole.
After loosening the chains that bound his slave's cuffs to the leather sling, he helped the worn out hunk to his feet and helped him over to the bed, where he was laid face down and his leather cuffs were chained to the headboard. A few pillows were placed under him to raise his ass up to a good height. The beefy green orc master then climbed up in the bed behind his vulnerable slave and began once again probing his hole with his thick, gloved fingers, his hand rubbing his cock and getting himself hard once again. His slave might have been tired out but the master was far from finished with him.