Spiritual Retreats – Chapter 10

I was on the edge behind that tree, spying on the most morbid scene my eyes had ever seen, and in addition to this, being spied on, as far as I could see, by a stranger that I had known for 3 days, phew!, what more could I ask for? I did everything to prolong my wank, I didn't want to miss anything from that situation. In the agora, the punishments for Sebastián, Manuel, and Esteban continued. The last two were suffering constant stimulation in their prostates from the fingering of the monitors while their mouths were being violently penetrated by the two cooks. The troglodyte endured that delayed orgasm from Carlos while receiving spankings on his butt from the third cook. All three were complaining, huffing, and torn between pain and pleasure. Adolfo remained tied in place while masturbating slowly, and I was in the same rhythm as the old man, not taking my eyes off that wonderful scene for a moment.

After several minutes, the leader forced Daniel to get on all fours in front of Sebastián and from where all the objects were kept, he took out a jar that he poured on the monitor's butt. I assumed it was some kind of oil or lubricant. He then started preparing that butt by inserting one, two, and then three fingers. When he felt it was dilated enough, he brought it as close as he could to Sebastián's penis, and without hesitation, he began a wild thrusting and pulling. The desire to penetrate, to possess, to screw, and to quickly fill his butt with his cum was evident. Carlos took advantage of the moment the troglodyte was in and emptied a good amount of the liquid from the jar on his sword to then start spreading it on his butt. And without being able to resist, he introduced one, two, and then three of his fingers into that virgin butt. Sebastián huffed from pain and pleasure, couldn't believe what was happening, felt his masculinity shattered, but wasn't in a position to demand anything, couldn't free himself from that intense fingering, and could only continue his thrusting and pulling in Daniel's butt, awaiting the outcome. It was clear that a violation was imminent. I wished it was Carlos who did it so I could finally enjoy it completely naked. After leaving that butt well dilated, Carlos stood in front of everyone and removed his tunic. "My God!", I whispered from my hiding spot, that man’s body seemed carved by the Gods themselves, every muscle in place, long and defined legs with a layer of hair that gave him that masculine touch I liked so much, a round and worked butt that could be seen under the white fabric of his briefs, a bulge revealing an erection to one side, showing a penis, still covered by that fabric, of a good size, a well-defined abdomen with some hair towards the beginning of the groin, and a defined "iliac crest" that descended until it was lost in the elastic of that underwear, his chest equally well worked with more hair than the rest of his torso, and a broad back confirming his gym work. Finally, I was seeing this man in underwear, seeing him in white briefs was more than I could ask for, I was about to come at that moment, I had to make a big effort not to ejaculate, it was my moment of greatest concentration, to the point of completely forgetting what was happening around me.

Carlos began to walk, still surrounded by all the participants of this bondage "orgy", and skillfully, he moved Daniel away when Sebastián was about to orgasm. This made Sebastián huff in desperation to see his ejaculation interrupted again. Then he ordered the two cooks who were penetrating Manuel and Esteban's mouths to move forward to begin anal penetration on them. They were pushed forward again onto those cubic stones, their faces regained support and showed a lot of fear. They shook their heads and screamed as much as the gags allowed, but their fates were sealed. The cooks took their place and without any consideration, they penetrated those two butts that had been fingered and dilated by the monitors for a while. The two submissives could only scream, cry, and complain about the pain. Their butts were receiving such a wild dose of cock for the first time in their lives that I wouldn't wish it on anyone for their first time. Sebastián was crazy, huffing like a beast in heat, seeing his friends in that situation made him lose it. He wanted to be the one deflowering his friends, he had wanted it for years, but Carlos had just snatched that privilege from him. Among the three of them, they looked at each other. Esteban and Manuel showed embarrassment under the gaze of their great friend, while he showed rage, helplessness, and at the same time desire and excitement. Carlos made a move to take off his underwear, I couldn't take it anymore, when suddenly I felt someone behind me. I immediately tried to lower my tunic to cover myself, but a hand stopped me, and a voice whispered in my ear: "Is this what you dedicate your sleep hours to?" I immediately turned to see who it was and found Santiago’s expressionless face, but this time with a hint of mischief. I tried to speak to explain, what?, I don't know, the situation was very obvious. He reminded me that we could be discovered, moved a little closer to me to peek his head out and see the agora. Upon seeing the scene, he only said: "wow, this surpasses all my limits, I have seen heavy punishments in my life, but this goes above and beyond everything." I thought he was going to go back to his room, but he remained there, behind me. I was embarrassed, my excitement had subsided, I cursed his presence, and that's why I dared to ask him why he was still there. He simply responded: "I want to know what I might face if one of these days during the retreats, I will have to experience one of those punishments. Do you know anything, Pablo? I am sure that almost all, if not all of us who attend this event, will end up splattered and involved directly or indirectly by Carlos's bizarre practices. I am already getting used to the idea, you should too, and go on!, keep doing what you were doing. I don't mind." I only dared to continue watching what was happening there. I looked back at the house and saw the empty window but still with the light on. I wondered where David had gone and turned my gaze back to the agora.

Carlos continued with his hands on the elastic of his underwear, hinting at taking them off, but I felt him more alert, looking everywhere, and I feared he might have heard the arrival of the rugby player to my hiding place. The two cooks continued penetrating Esteban and Manuel. "Damn it!", I cursed at that moment, and Santiago just laughed. He brought Daniel's butt back to Sebastián's penis and immediately whispered something to the ear of the third cook, the most muscular and well-endowed of the three present, and he immediately positioned himself behind the troglodyte, penetrating him with a single thrust without any contemplation. Sebastián screamed as his gag ball made any sound muffled, tears streamed from his eyes, his face turned red with anger, shame, and pain. He moved his hands with force to try to release them to do something but it was impossible. In a matter of seconds, the cook subdued him and like a wild horse, he tamed him, to the point that he only followed with his thrust into the monitor's butt while receiving for the first time in his life a penis of a considerable size. Carlos watched the scene with great morbidness. A pre-seminal stain could be seen in his underwear. Adolfo began huffing and ejaculating from his cock in abundance. Andrés, resignedly, had also started masturbating upon realizing he wouldn't have more participation in this scene. The two cooks began to pleasure the two punished men, trying to get their cocks hard. The bondage "orgy" continued. I got 100% excited again, forgetting who had just arrived behind me. But I began to feel someone breathing heavily close to my ear. I didn't say anything, just continued with my masturbation without lifting my tunic completely, not wanting to expose my butt to Santiago even if he had just seen it.

Several minutes passed, and Andrés was interrupted in his wank by Carlos, who pushed him, making him fall to the ground, and directed his face towards Daniel's penis, just as Adolfo had done days before. He began to suck that cock until he had it fully erect in his mouth. The blond man began huffing from excitement and a few seconds later, filled his colleague's mouth with his cum. His orgasm caused him to press his butt, triggering Sebastián's orgasm who was already surrendered to his fate and finding some pleasure in the violent pounding he was receiving from the cook. His butt filled with cum, a product of that orgasm, forced him to recognize in his mind that he had never had an orgasm of that caliber in his life. His head was gone, disconnected from reality, only thinking about how much he had just enjoyed it. In that reality, he began to feel his butt fill with the cook's cum. This made him even more crazy, trying to shake it off to avoid being "bred", but the force of the black cook was stronger. He finished coming and removed his almost flaccid penis from that butt, dripping cum and some blood. I felt sorry for that man at that moment, I must confess, but seeing his face, I could see some pleasure, which gave me peace and more excitement. I wished it was me who deflowered that butt and thus bring down that stubborn macho attitude he had.

The other two cooks continued their task, Manuel and Esteban seemed to be enjoying such violent poundings, and several minutes later, they began to ejaculate, almost simultaneously. This made the two cooks also start filling those butts with cum. As the scene was nearing its end, I was about to finish too, I sped up to go quickly back to my room when I felt Santiago leaning too much over my back. I don't know if it was my imagination, but I could feel his erect penis on my butt and his breath even more strained. This made me stop my movement to feel more of that penis. He didn't make any move to remove himself, and I could only lift my tunic a bit more in front to then release my cum on the trunk of that tree. I came abundantly, lost my balance a bit, and the rugby player’s hand managed to hold me by the chest, pulling me closer to him and being able to feel his erection much more. There was no doubt, Santiago had managed to get excited by what he had just seen. I managed to recover, wanting to prolong that moment even more, but I knew the risk and decided to snap out of the trance. I sensed the danger and stealthily went back to my room. Santiago followed me, leaving the scene without knowing what was going to happen with Carlos. I only managed to see at the end the shocked faces of the punished men and Andrés on the floor, and the pleasure and ecstasy of the rest. Was something else going to happen? I don't know, but I wasn't going to risk witnessing it anymore. I prayed for the scene to end there so I wouldn't regret it later. On the way back to the house, I looked back at the window and saw David again, jerking off wildly and saying a thousand things to me with his eyes. I got to my room, saw Santiago going into his room and closing the door. I did the same and went to the window, looking back at the agora, I saw that the three punished men were being untied and Carlos was already dressed again. It gave me a sense of peace knowing that I hadn't missed much. I took a shower and went to bed, sleeping was almost impossible with everything I had just witnessed, but eventually, tiredness overcame me.

To be continued...