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Roger led me down to the basement for the second time this week, where his slave Tim was lying face up, hands and legs outstretched and bound to the four corners of the table. A pillow raised Tim’s ass, allowing easy access to the 20-year-old boy’s anus. Tim was moaning and breathing hard, and it wasn’t difficult to figure out why – a plastic bag filled with ice was wrapped around his balls and the base of his penis. “I’ve been having some trouble with Tim lately,” Roger said. “He’s been getting erections during the milking process, and this is the only way to control them.” Roger explained that the ice would numb the blood vessels in his penis, making an erection impossible. But it wouldn’t prevent the milking process from taking place. Slipping on the rubber glove, Roger began probing Tim’s anus with a lubricated finger. It didn’t take long for the sphincter muscle to relax, allowing Roger to enter Tim’s rectum and start the prostate massage. Unlike the last time I witnessed the milking, Tim’s penis remained soft and small due to the ice packed around his genitals. But despite that, a small bead of pre-cum soon appeared on the tip of his cock as Roger patiently rubbed the prostate. Roger was an expert at milking Tim. Every few minutes, he ran a finger along the urethra on the underside of Tim’s soft, causing more pre-cum to ooze from the tip. Tim’s chest continued to rise and fall as he focused on the intense cold that had numbed his delicate organs. I watched, fascinated, as Roger’s gentle touch milked his slave. Then, with absolutely no reaction from Tim, a blob of white semen trickled from the tip of Tim’s cock and dribbled onto his flat, hairless stomach. Roger smiled and ran his finger along his slave’s cock, causing more cum to emerge and spill onto Tim’s stomach. Tim’s anus was in spasm, tightening around Roger’s gloved finger as his prostate released more of its milky contents. I marveled as the completely limp cock continued to spill semen from its tip. About 10 minutes had passed since Tim’s semen had first appeared, and a sizable puddle of cum had now formed on Tim’s stomach, some of it filling up his belly button. The ice kept his balls and cock completely numbed. The slave was feeling no pleasure from the milking process. Roger pulled his gloved finger from Tim’s rectum, and stripped off the glove. He unwrapped the bag of ice and tossed it into the trash. Roger dipped two fingers into the pool of Tim’s cum and held it against his slave’s lips. Tim’s tongue emerged and licked his master’s finger’s clean. It took a few minutes before he had completely cleaned off the semen from Tim’s stomach. “This worked well, but I think the time may have arrived for a more permanent solution,” Roger told me. Tim’s eyes widened as he realized the meaning of Roger’s words. (To be continued). |