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the sling. It was narrower than I had seen on the internet, and it looked like it would be easy to fall out of.
    “I thought I’d put you in this,” he said, smirking at me as he puffed out his chest and stood up straight, towering over me as he lined me up with my butt at the edge of the leather swing. He reached around and grabbed my ass, getting a tight grip and lifting me up. He then placed my rear end on the tip of the swing, guiding me as I fell back.
    “Reach your hands back and hold on to those straps,” Cain said as he held my waist, keeping me steady. I swung my arms around, feeling like I was losing my balance, but Cain held me tight as I found the two straps holding the sling up. I held my arms up straight behind me and wrapped my hands around the leather. Once I had a good grip I felt much more secure, but not secure enough that I could be fucked without falling.
    I needn't have worried. Cain stepped back, making sure that I was steady, and went over to the big cabinet by the wall. He came back carrying several rolls of what looked like bandages.
    Confused, I let the big hunk maneuver my body so that my ass was hanging out of the sling and my legs were dangling on either side outside the straps. Cain then took the bandage and started wrapping it around my waist, securing me to the sling.
    Cain wrapped the self adhesive bandage from around my waist up to right under my arms. He wrapped them tight, and I was going nowhere. There was no way I was falling now.
    Cain then grabbed my thigh and started wrapping my leg to the strap holding up the sling. He wrapped the bandage all the way from my thigh and up over my knee. Repeating the process on my other leg. My lower body was now pointing up and spread in a big V. It was like I had lain down on a bed, lifted my legs in the air and spread my thighs. It granted Cain perfect access to my hole.
    Next Cain trapped my arms in the same manner. I was truly trapped. The bondage was tight, and I was completely at his mercy.
    My cock, pressing against the cage, was desperate to be free, and I hoped Cain would remove it soon.
    “How does it feel?” Cain asked me, rubbing his hands up my bound stomach, making me swing forward in the sling.
    “Good, Sir,” I said, even though I was dying to come and the muscles in my groin were feeling a little stretched.
    “I’m going to start prepping your ass to take my cock now. Are you ready?” Cain was massaging my balls, rolling them around in his hand, squeezing them almost painfully.
    “Yes, Sir!” I answered, letting him swing me back and forth by yanking on my balls. It hurt, but it also felt amazingly good.
    Cain went back to the big closet and came back with a big pump-bottle filled with lube and four dildos of various sizes.
    “I’m going to start out small and work my way up,” he announced, covering one of the dildos with lube and placing it at my hole. He started pushing with no warning and no prep. Even though it was small, the dildo was bigger than anything I’d taken before and it burned.
    Cain easily shoved it into my ass, fucking it into my hole with sharp little thrusts. He angled it so that he was hitting my prostate, and the feeling was almost too intense.
    “That’s a good boy,” Cain said, rubbing his gloved hand on my inner thigh where it wasn’t covered in wrap. My muscle was strained, and when he gripped the flesh tight it was almost painful. “I think you’re ready for the next one,” he announced, yanking the dildo out and quickly lubing up a new one.
    Cain shoved the bigger dildo into my hole. This one was a softer texture than the first, and its head was much bigger than the shaft. It burned and stung going in, and Cain was less gentle as he fucked it in and out.
    Cain fucked my bound body with the dildos, moving quickly up to the biggest one. I tried to jerk away when he pushed it into my hole, but I was completely immobilized. Cain grabbed my balls and used them to hold me steady, working