Penis Insertions
Looking on one of the adult web sites Cat found something called sounds. These are a series of highly polished rods with rounded ends intended to be inserted into my penis. When I had my penis pierced for the chastity device I needed to have a small tube inserted into my pee slit and that was uncomfortable, but these rods take it to an entirely new level. These rods don’t just slide into my penis just an inch; these rods slide all the way up into my body.
Cat waited until I was tied up at my regular time and then she showed me her new toys. She had my chastity device off and so I thought I was in for some fun. She then took out the thinnest rod and put a lot of lubricant on it. She took my penis and started sliding it in. This wasn’t going to be the fun I was thinking of! I didn’t know how far she was going to go with it, and I told her to stop at several times. She stopped, but then she slid it in even further. I felt that my dick was being split open and I felt that I needed to pee really badly. The sensation was so intense that I was breathing hard and trying to make it through every second of that rod being up my inside me. Finally, she slid it out and I was happy that it was over. By that time I was completely drenched in sweat. Cat smiled, showed me the rest of the set and said, “And that was the smallest one!” I was terrified.
Update
Today Cat got a new toy to play with. When she started sliding things up my dick at first it was too intense. Now I have gotten used to it somewhat, and Cat has now moved to a larger size sound. Today when I was tied up Cat showed me the catheter she purchased for me. It was basically a plastic tube that she slid all the way up into my bladder. The process to insert it was kind of elaborate. She pulled a table next to the bed, and she opened the kit in a very formal way. It was kind of hard to see what she was doing, but basically she lubed up the tube, slid it up in me, and then for some reason injected something up the tube. I don’t know why she did this. As soon as the tube was up in me it started to drain my bladder and there was no way I could stop it. Cat seemed flustered for a moment and then clamped the hose closed before it made too much of a mess. She held the hose, looked at me and said, “Now what I am going to do with this?” When I saw her smile and I knew I wasn’t going to like the answer.
Cat put the harness on my head and then tied it to the bed so that I could not rotate my head at all. She then inserted the hollow plastic ball gag with the holes in it and buckled it on. Generally she puts this gag in when I am standing and I hate it. I drool out of it and down my front and there is nothing I can do to stop it. When I am lying on my back this gag isn’t so bad because I don’t drool out, but my throat does get dry after a while. Today she was going to use it for a different purpose. Today she picked up the end of the catheter tube and I saw where she was going. I tried to shake my head no as best as I could, but I knew that wasn’t going to help me. Cat took the plastic tube from the catheter and put it through the holes in my ball gag and into my mouth, taping it in place for good measure. Cat said, “Drink up, and don’t spill a drop.” She then unclipped the tube and there was I pissing into my own mouth with no way that I could stop it.
I was more scared of drowning than of drinking my own urine. I would let the piss fill my mouth and breathe, and then carefully drink, and then close my throat again. At first there was a lot of urine to drink and it just kept filling my mouth. In a bit the flow slowed down, but there was no way that I could control the flow. For a while Cat just stood there and watched the show of my mouth filling and draining of my own piss. When she was satisfied that I could handle it, she left the room saying, “Enjoy yourself, and tell me if you need anything else to drink!”
I knew that Cat watched me and listened to me when I was tied up through the cameras, but when she left then I felt abandoned. My mouth filled up again and again with warm vile tasting liquid, and all I could do was lay there. I thought about Cat’s comment when she left and I realized how bad it was. If I drank more than I would need to pee more, which would then drain into my mouth and make it so that I would need to pee even more. The last thing I needed was more l needed was more liquid in my system! Even with the catheter inside me I could feel my dick try to get hard when I realized my predicament.