You Are Now My Property – Part 17

If Jose had been able to see the man approaching Eric, he would have been able to warn the kid of what was to come. Jose knew it only too well. He had been the man’s slave for just over two years now. He had been the first one captured.

But Jose didn’t know his master was with Eric. Even if he’d known, he would have been pre-occupied by his own situation. Jose was tied to HIS cell bars, all four limbs stretched as tight as could be. His cock, balls, and nipples ached. They always ached. He could feel his pulse as they throbbed in unison.

Right now a 16-pound bowling ball was suspended from the ball stretcher that had his balls stretched 4 inches from his body. When he was first abducted, his scrotum would barely stretch to two inches. His master had told him the ultimate goal would be to permanently stretch the ball sack halfway down the latino’s thighs, and he was well on his way to doing it.

Sharp alligator-tit clamps were attached to Jose’s nipples, and a strong, thin nylon rope ran from each through a hook in the ceiling to a 5-pound weight. Jose’s nipples had also been stretched and elongated during his captivity.

There were also 4 alligator clips attached to the end of his foreskin, one each at the top, bottom, and each side. A one-pound weight was attached to each. Jose’s foreskin used to barely cover his cockhead; now it stretched out more than two inches beyond.

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