You:<br/><br/>Oh how tempting it was to just sink his cock inside that warm passage. He bit his lip tried to get himself under control. He had even dosed himself some drugs to try and manage the effect that was had on him so he could remain in control even if Nate wasn't. That didn't mean he didn't want it or crave it. He didn't want to say how hard Nate was to resist when he begged but if being tied down was what he wanted than that was what he would get. Things were about to get messy though as Alan had been thinking up different ways to try and play with the heat Nate was feeling and fuck machine was perfect for that...<br/><br/>He got up but caught Nate before he could fall. "Go, on your knees and elbows onto the table." it was a simple set up, the table plain but sturdy and it wasn't hard to attach the straps to hold Nate down onto it. Alan patiently works the cuffs on, and bound the calves to Nate's thighs so that he couldn't move at all back onto the machine. He was left pretty close to immobile and that was the way that the alpha wanted it. The dildo had a hole in the base and it wasn't hard to get the tube going through it as he lined up the machine with where Nate needed him. Finally Alan stripped on a cock ring around Nate's balls, base, and head so that he wasn't going to lose himself cumming as much as he suspected he might.<br/><br/>"Now I get to sit here, enjoy, and watch." he murmured with a wicked grin as he lined up the cock and worked it inside of Nate. The omega would notice right away the difference as Alan set it up on a more 'random' setting allowing different thrusting types, speed, pace, and strength making it feel like different people were fucking him. The first one was an easy pace that didn't last long but he would feel that there was a stuttered pause as he could feel a warm liquid very close to the consistency of cum shoot inside of him. Alan watching all his reactions like a hawk wanting to know just how he felt like the next was a more frantic pace only a few seconds and once gain more liquid pushed inside making the illusion of the gang bang that much more real and possibility of being filled beyond his limits along with it.<br/><br/>Me:<br/><br/>Really he was just vocalizing what Alan wanted to do to him. When he stood, Nate leaned against him. He sobbed at the idea, feeling open and empty and aching. His face was tear-streaked, and yet Alan retained his resolve. It made him so hard and aching. He barely made it over to the table, where he trembled under Alan's ministrations. He really couldn't move, and he groaned at the idea that he was helpless to do anything. His eyes hazed over even more. "You're really treating me like a whore, aren't you?" he gasped, just as the dildo was inserted inside him. God it felt so much like Alan.<br/><br/>Then he gasped when Alan slid rings over his cock and balls to keep him from cumming. Though he was still dripping from the tip, and his ass. The building thrusts had him gasping and he bit his lip, hanging his head to enjoy the erratic, stuttering motions. Then he felt warm fluid seep inside him and he shuddered, his eyes flying open. His elbows gave out and he cried out as the thrusts kicked back up again. God it felt like he was being gang banged, indeed. "Siiiirrr," he cried out. His hair was plastered to his face, unable to do anything but lie there and take it. He couldn't stop looking into Alan's golden eyes, moaning out his pleasure over and over.<br/><br/>You:<br/><br/>When Nate spoke so sweetly about how he was being treated Alan couldn't help but smile, "But you're MY whore. My wonderful perfect whore." he said wheeling the whole contraption in front of the mirror so Nate could watch himself if you wanted, Alan wasn't going to force him to but he sat down in a chair with a glass of wine so his eyes could meet Nate's in the mirror if he so chose to look... He fiddled with the setting keeping the amount and bursts of fluid random and then at one point letting the gushing of it feel almost like he was being injected with a liter of the stuff. He had made sure the hard wood floor was well covered because he anticipated Nate making a mess as his stomach expanded from just how much was inside.<br/><br/>He had been impressed with the consistency being so close even if the stuff had tasted sweet and was more akin to milk in flavor with a thicker texture but he really loved how much it made Nate lose it as he was enjoying the show as he stroked his own cock his eyes bright with interest as the machine never got tired or eased up, sometimes shifting the angle to nail the prostate other times avoiding it up always building pressure inside and keeping the cock longed in there so there was no escaping it. "I had promised you I would fill you with cum tell you couldn't take it anymore, till you were nothing but a withering whore in heat begging for the next cock to fill you and breed you." he said casually glad that his injury was not preventing him from enjoying this bit of fun.<br/><br/>Me:<br/><br/>When Alan moved him to the mirror, he groaned. He was such a lewd and beautiful sight. And Alan was just sitting there, like a king. He could see him through the mirror, though he often just watched the device plunge in and out of him. At the point that it stopped inside him he could literally see and feel the fluid being pumped inside him. The full sensation started then, his stomach distending a little. His eyes rolled in the back of his skull and he cried out, but there was no release.<br/><br/>There was no mercy, even, unless he begged. Which Alan hadn't gagged him so he must be anticipating him to do so. "Y-yes. Yours. Only yours. Oh, god, Alan." He screamed every time the device tortured his prostate, then let out blubbering pleas when it just went back to thrusting aimlessly into him. More and more of the substance kept pumping into him, and he could see it trail out around his hole along with the clear fluid. Tears pricked his eyes and flowed freely, the endorphins overwhelming him.<br/><br/>"Sir, sir," he whimpered, unable to completely beg. "Touch me, please. Please touch me. I'm begging you." His words punched out with each vicious thrust of the machine inside him. God he was going insane with it.<br/><br/>You:<br/><br/>The begging was sweet and he didn't like gagging Nate because of it. He sipped the wine a little bit more before he put the glass down and he shifted moving closer, his eyes were wide with wonder as he could see Nate's stomach expand. He didn't like that some of it was escaping as dirty and depraved as it looked. He stopped the thrusting of the machine making sure it was all the way inside acting like an effective plug. His hand moved down and over Nate's back stroking him ever so gently as he machine pumped more cum inside of him. "You're so good for me taking all this." he whispered kissing the back of Nate's neck as he bent down and ran his hand along the strained muscles of his stomach, "I love filling you up like this, can you feel it?" he asked not doubting that Nate could.<br/><br/>"You almost look pregnant right now, filled up with cum... god I just want to leave you full and suffering like this, feeling what it would be like to just be filled to the brim." he said as he shifted up and let his hand trail over those strained balls and cock that looked almost angry with him and Alan supposed it had a right to be with how he had been teasing.