The Blindfold
by Xcraft
Mulder was lying on his back on a cold, hard table, blindfolded and
completely naked. His arms were stretched over his head and restrained
at the wrist by a metal band. His legs spread into a wide 'V' and
another metal band held tight both ankles about 3 feet apart, secured to
the ends of a heavy metal rod. As he moved his head side to side, he
could catch a faint green light making it's way under the edges of the
blindfold. There was no sound but that of Mulder's own breath as he
breathed heavily in and out through his open mouth.
Mulder heard a sound to his right and his head turned in that
direction even though he couldn't see anything. It was the sound of
something shuffling closer and closer to the table finally stopping when
it reached the edge. Mulder's breathing grew more shallow as he sensed
something near his side. Then, something touched him and he flinched as
a small 'Ahh!' escaped his lips. It was a hand, a cool rubbery hand that
touched him. It rested on his right knee and was soon joined by another
on his stomach. Mulder tried to pull away, but there was nowhere to go.
Both hands grabbed his ankles, then ever so slowly, made their way
up his legs, kneading and pulling his flesh as they went. They worked
closer to his groin area and Mulder squirmed uneasily. They felt
everywhere but his cock then slowly continued upward, stopping long
enough to probe inside his navel. Mulder's breathing became more
pronounced and the hands rested on his chest, feeling the rise and fall.
They rested firmly on Mulder's now sensitive nipples, circling slowly.
With a quick feel of his shoulders, the rubbery hands started their path
back down. Soon, both his nipples were pinched and Mulder jerked and
flexed his muscles, but he was going nowhere. As the hands again moved
lower, rubbing high on his inner thighs, he began to hope that his
hardening cock would be next.
Mulder felt the hands leave his body and there was silence. Then he
began to feel the metal rod that his legs were attached to rise off the
table higher and higher until they were perpendicular to the table top.
Mulder now felt very, very exposed. Just then, the hands returned but
they were cover with a cold, slimy substance. One closed around his
deprived cock and the other in the center of his parted bottom cheeks.
Mulder's head shot up, off the table, and he gasped sharply. The hand on
Mulder's cock moved slowly up and down, the tempo and pressure
increasing as the fingers of the other hand circled his back entrance
until one finger entered him.
"Ohhhh! Ohhhh!" he moaned over and over. His head rocked side to
side and his muscles tensed as a sheen of sweat covered his naked body.
The hands suddenly left him, leaving him hard, erect and unsatisfied.
His panting increased as he fought his bonds. Just then a cold, metal
object touched his thigh. A probe of some kind. As it neared his
over-sensitized cock and balls, it started to vibrate.
"Ohh, God!" Mulder cried out. The probe moved up and down his hard
shaft causing him to shiver and then moved to his ass. Mulder's hips
bucked wildly and the probe was abruptly removed. A second later there
was a loud "CRACK" and Mulder felt a line of fire spread across his ass.
Once, twice, then three, four, five times the long, thin whippy object
came crashing across Mulder's exposed, spread backside.
"Owwww! Noooo!" Mulder yelped, then began to whimper. He felt the
vibrating metal probe return and trace over the five welts. It rested at
the center of his backside, pressing against the tight muscle ring. The
hand returned to his cock and began pumping him as the probe began to
enter with a steady pressure until it was deep within him. Both the hand
and the probe worked in unison, the tempo increasing, until Mulder could
not hold back any longer. His hips moved with the intruder and finally a
spasm started deep within him and he came harder than he had ever come
before. "Ahhhhhh! Ohh! Oh! Oh! Oh!" Mulder panted and moaned in ecstasy.
Quickly the hand and probe left his body. As his breathing slowed
and his mind cleared, he felt his legs slowly lowered back to the table,
wincing as his sore backside made contact with the hard surface. First
his right, then his left wrist were released from there bonds. He
slowly sat up and removed the blindfold, squinting against the bright
green light. His eyes focussed on the dark form at the end of the table.
He rubbed the remaining tears from his eyes then traced his fingers over
the angry welts on his backside.
"Next time, I get to be the alien, Alex!"
Alex only chuckled as he removed his Vaseline covered rubber gloves.
;-)