Captive of the Cyborgs - Part 37 - Eric Faces Optimus

Captive of the Cyborgs - Part 37

Eric Faces Optimus

After Eric’s second near-brush with destruction at the hands -- or rather, the sharp-toothed maws -- of the testicle leeches, the young muscle hunk was allowed several hours to rest, recover, and gather his strength. The Cyborgs were eager to witness the handsome stud’s final match against the Overlord Optimus himself, but they wanted the hunky prisoner to be healed and at full strength so that he could survive the overlord’s brutal punishments for as long as possible. 

But even for the extraordinarily powerful young muscle bull, the Cyborgs didn’t think that would be too terribly long. 

As the appointed hour drew near, the crowd grew excited and restless. This would be Optimus’ first appearance in the arena in nearly 500,000 years, and so it was a momentous event for the entire Cyborg race. 

Eric had been left in much the same position as he was at the end of the neuron whip torture -- bound and suspended within the huge metal ring, and a 10-foot-diameter sphere of solid titanium weighing a colossal 75 tons dangling from his gargantuan gonads. The stunningly handsome young lad was in excruciating, constant pain, almost wishing for the final torments to start so that his short life of agony and loss could come to a merciful end. He had been brutally and cruelly treated by his cybernetic captors for more than six months now, and he knew escape was beyond hopeless. The young muscle bull now longed for the sweet release of death, and he knew that moment would not be far away now. 

With a great grinding of metal and gears, the huge blue eye imbedded in the arena ceiling several thousand feet overhead began to expand and separate from the domed roof. The ceiling was opening wide to allow Optimus himself to enter the vast chamber. The roar from the crowd was deafening as the Cyborgs welcomed and honored their great Overlord. 

Eric looked up and terror filled his proud and strong heart. The Cyborg emerging from the ceiling was beyond gargantuan. The visible portion of the creature alone was as large as a mountain, and the young man knew that this was just a fraction of the unimaginably vast super computer that was the Cyborg Overlord. He knew that he would soon be experiencing pain of epic proportions, and that his end would not be swift. He was filled with despair, both for himself and for the future of the once proud human race. The future of his race was contained in his two mammoth balls, and those mighty factories of potent, life-creating sperm would soon be annihilated forever. 

As the ceiling continued to iris open, the huge blue eye began to descend, and more of the Overlord came into view. The gigantic mechanical “eye” was just the tip of the vast being. Gigantic columns and struts of metal extruded from the ceiling, and hundreds of metal tentacles of various lengths and widths began to extend from the circular rim of the eye itself. But most arresting and awe-inspiring of all was the enormous column of coruscating blue light that pulsed from the base of the eye to a vast network of pipes and cables overhead. This column of pulsating power was the mind of the Overlord, the awesomely vast reservoir of the being’s unimaginable power. 

The titanic being descended more than halfway downward, filling the center of the vast arena and still only exposing a fraction of his total size. With a loud clank of metal on metal, the Overlord stopped descending and locked into place. Optimus was ready to accept the offering, a massively muscular sacrifice who had proven himself worthy to be destroyed by the Overlord’s own hands. 

A dozen large tentacles began to reach down toward the bound and immobilized young stud, who fought with every ounce of his being in a last desperate attempt to break free. But even the young man’s enormous muscles couldn’t hope to break the titanium alloy shackles that held him fast. The tentacles wrapped themselves around the large upright metal ring, and a loud series of metallic clicks could be heard as the bolts holding the ring to the arena floor were released. The tentacles began to drag the ring high into the air, hauling upward both the young stud and the massive metal sphere still tied to his balls. 

The acceleration as he was lifted effortlessly into the air only served to increase the strain on his aching bull balls, and Eric couldn’t help but cry out in pain. The added stress nearly finished off the heroically straining ball cords, but somehow they again managed to find some deep well of strength and endured. 

Eric was hoisted hundreds of feet up into the air until he was even with the top of the giant blue eye. The Overlord held the young bull about 100 feet away from the edge of the eye, and Eric could see from this vantage point that the top of the eye was actually a vast disc, studded with struts and beams but essentially a nearly flat plate with the gigantic column of blue light striking the center of that plate. He could also see that the plate sloped gently downward toward the central pillar of light. The disc itself had to be more than 1,000 feet across; if the visible portions only represented a fraction of his size, then Eric shuddered to think of how gargantuan Optimus must really be. 

The Overlord stayed motionless for several long minutes, and though no movement was visible, Eric had the sense that he was being scanned and analyzed by the incredibly huge Cyborg, perhaps even more minutely scrutinized than he had been at the hands of the extremely thorough Cyborg scientists. Dozens of smaller tentacles, some as narrow as Eric’s own thick fingers, extruded out from the edge of the disc and wriggled toward the bound muscle man. These fingers poked and prodded at every inch of Eric’s epically muscular anatomy. Optimus was being relatively gentle by his standards, but the manhandling of the young man’s physique was still rough and painful. One particularly thick tentacle entered the gaping cum hole at the end of the stud’s enormous whale cock, wriggling its way down the entire 22 ½-inch length of that monster tool and then painfully rooting around in the depths of his loins. A half dozen slender tentacles crammed up Eric’s intensely muscular ass, violating his dark interior and prodding roughly at his swollen prostate. The burly young man felt as if the metallic invaders from the front and rear were going to meet in the middle, and tear his manhood apart from the inside! 

But even more painful was the attention paid to Eric’s goliath and overstretched horse nuts. Optimus prodded at the two massive, egg-shaped spheres with rough force, pushing his exploring digits deep into the beefy ball meat and forcing the tough and fibrous walls to bulge and distend dramatically. The agony only increased when these tentacles wrapped themselves around the cum-bloated bull balls and squeezed tightly, making the huge gonads bulge even more grotesquely around the clutching coils. But Eric thought he was truly done for when those encircling coils yanked down on his screaming balls. The 75-ton titanium sphere was already threatening to rip the young man’s supremely powerful nuts off, and the added force of the Overlord’s sharp tugging seemed destined to finish the job. Optimus could clearly gauge exactly how much the hugely-hung stallion could take, however, and Eric’s heroically struggling ball cords managed to accommodate the added stress and strain, if only barely. 

The Overlord’s exploration of the young man’s phenomenal physique lasted for more than an hour. Eric could only squirm and writhe in response, unable to avoid the clutches of the cold metal tentacles as they slithered and crawled all over his stunningly beautiful body. The handsome young man was simultaneously horrified and disgusted by the Overlord’s intimate attentions, and when he was forced to blast out three mammoth loads in succession, all from the stimulation of his overactive prostate and the squeezing of his massive balls, the super stud felt even more of his dignity and humanity being stripped away. 

Eventually, Optimus seemed satisfied with his exploration and critical analysis of this most extraordinary of young males, and it was time for the final torture to begin. Eric would now be brutally and savagely emasculated by the cold, heartless, and sadistic Cyborg Overlord. 

Optimus retracted most of his slender tentacles as a huge slab of solid steel began to telescope out of the underside of the disc. This steel slab formed a long circular column measuring a good ten feet across, that curved upward as it come out of the platform. The column curved up behind the young man until the cold, flat face of the column was perpendicular to the floor and was pressed up against the back of Eric’s huge bull balls. Eric could see that his huge mega nuts were positioned dead center in the middle of the column’s face, and he knew with a sick certainty that this massive column would soon be serving as the unmovable backstop for whatever hideously brutal and barbaric torture was about to be inflicted on his long suffering nuts. 

Eric could only watch in horror as a large hatch opened in the side of the disc facing him, and a second enormous column of steel started to emerge. The head of this column was a truly massive club of steel, a flat hammer head nearly five feet across and ten feet long. The shaft behind that huge club was very nearly as thick, and disappeared into the opening in the disc. About 30 feet of this enormous steel piston slowly extruded out of the wall before the motion ceased. 

Time seemed suspended for many long moments. Eric hovered in that magical space between being a vital and intact male, the most phenomenally masculine and virile male in the history of the human race, and being an emasculated eunuch, suffering the utter destruction and annihilation of that most magnificent manhood. Not a soul seemed to breathe across the entire galaxy as masters and slaves alike awaited the end. 

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In the past, the young muscle stud had experienced impacts that felt like a freight train had slammed into his balls. This time, however, the impact was like a 20-car freight train traveling full speed and crashing directly into the handsome young man’s prized gonads. 

Eric’s head flew back, his blue eyes open impossibly wide and his mouth wide open in a silent scream. The blood vessels in his thick, bulging neck looked like they would burst, and his entire body arched with his enormous muscles totally rigid. The colossal piston had slammed into his huge, defenseless nuts with almost blinding speed, burying itself so deep into his testicular tissues that barely a half inch separated the piston from the massive and solid backstop. The titanic blow was the greatest single blunt force trauma yet inflicted on Eric’s massive balls, and the sheer force of the impact was so great that it forced an astonishingly huge slug of cum to burst from the young muscle man’s profoundly crushed nuts. This mighty rope of cum erupted with extraordinary power, even for Eric, a lush river of ball spew more than 20 feet long. The colossal slug of cum painted a thick wet stripe down the length of the piston, with a thick gooey glob at the tip of that mighty rope actually clearing the 100+ foot distance to the Overlord and plopping wetly on the edge of the vast disc itself. 

The young man’s entire, spectacularly muscled body shuddered at the unbelievably brutal force of the blow. The piston remained buried in his crushed nuts for several long seconds, intensifying the agony ripping through the handsome stud’s pulverized loins, and then slowly began to withdraw. Even the most optimistic members in the audience were certain that such a titanic blow to the balls must have surely shattered Eric’s mighty bull nuts, but as the piston withdrew, the surprised and awed crowd could clearly see two whole and intact testes still pressed against the steel backstop. 

Eric took a huge gulp of air, found his voice, and uttered a deep, thundering bellow of unimaginable pain, just as the piston slammed forward again into his already extraordinarily aching balls. 

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The entire arena seemed to reverberate with the deafening sound of the column of metal striking Eric’s nuts once again. The huge piston buried itself just a fraction deeper into the young man’s balls this time, a sure sign that the awesomely thick and powerful walls of Eric’s magnificent nuts were already beginning to weaken under the insane abuse. The mighty stud bull had already endured a pair of blows that would have annihilated just about anything else that had been put in the piston’s path, but not even Eric’s heroically tough and battle-hardened balls could hope to endure such a ferocious pounding for long. In fact, tiny fractures had appeared in the tough and fibrous outer walls of Eric’s massive balls on the very first strike, and these minuscule fractures multiplied and grew on the second blow. Truly, any single, titanic blow could spell the end for Eric’s mammoth nuts. 

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A third gargantuan slug of cum was brutally forced from Eric’s crushed balls, laying down another thick stripe of pungent splooge on the piston’s great shaft. The tremendously virile young super stud had already blown so much spunk on the first three hammer blows alone that it looked like he was trying to further lubricate the piston, allowing it to travel even faster and slam even harder into his crumbling balls. As before, the big, gelatinous head of the cum slug had slapped wetly onto the edge of the vast disc above the Overlord’s eye, adding its mass to that of its two brothers and causing the huge, congealed mass of sperm to start oozing slowly down the gentle incline of the vast plate, running with great ponderous slowness like a huge glob of molasses. 

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Eric’s tortured mind couldn’t comprehend the ungodly pain emanating from his battered balls. The gargantuan orbs were already a bright, fiery red from the initial pounding and they were looking much the worse for wear. 

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Eric was openly sobbing now. His huge nuts felt like they had already been reduced to rubble, but the continued mighty jets of spunk erupting from his quivering, horizontal cock proved that they were somehow still whole. Huge slugs of his spew were dripping off of the pistoning shaft, dropping hundreds of feet to the waiting and hungry testicle leeches below, while a chunky core of his load had slid perhaps a few dozen feet down the length of the huge disc. 

The cracks in the young man’s huge balls were multiplying and expanding, and the dense, spongy tissues inside those great nuts were being battered and heavily traumatized. It seemed unbelievable that Eric’s mighty balls had survived even one hammer blow from the huge piston, let alone seven, but it was clear that his herculean balls were failing fast. 

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TEN almighty hammer blows into the torture, and Eric’s balls were clearly done for. The mighty orbs were being crushed to a mere quarter inch thickness with each blow, and were taking a bit longer each time to plump back to their healthy egg shapes after each blow. The goliath orbs were also starting to swell from all the trauma, bloating even larger as they struggled to cope with the relentless and inhuman abuse. They kept right on heroically pounding out blast after tremendous blast of cum, however, coating and recoating the piston and adding to the slow, chunky river of spunk that was flowing towards the huge plate’s center. 

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Eric’s balls were now quivering like two globes of jelly, their tough walls heavily cracked and fractured and their beefy interiors being slowly turned into a puree of broken ball meat. And STILL they endured, pumping out wad after colossal wad of jizz in a final act of defiance against the cruel and murderous Cyborg race. 

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Nothing could possibly endure such horrific abuse, let alone a man’s delicate and vulnerable testicles!!!

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The abuse was unspeakably inhuman, and yet the mighty young male tenaciously hung on. His huge balls, so recently the most massive and beautiful set of testicles in human history, were now hugely swollen and decidedly lumpy, gradually losing their healthy egg shapes as they were gradually broken down and distorted by the Overlord’s merciless hammer blows. 

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Only the cum still pumping out of Eric’s gargantuan whale cock provided evidence that the young man’s horribly mangled bull nuts were still alive, for they certainly weren’t whole or intact. The mighty, massive orbs were now so swollen and misshapen that it was hard to differentiate one great ball from the other. The young man’s bloated sac was mottled with purple and dark red bruises, and bulging with what looked like one gigantic mass of tenderized and pulverized ball flesh. Eric’s mammoth nuts were almost surely ruined beyond repair already, yet they refused to burst, despite the fact that the hammering piston was now squashing them so flat that it was hard to see any space at all between the pounding club and the solid backstop. 

The enormous river of cum on the vast disc of the Overlord’s eye had by now reached the flat central portion of the huge plate. The gigantic column of coruscating blue light traveled almost the entire height of the vast arena, originating among the complex pipes and circuitry in the ceiling to the center of the huge plate below. The titanic beam of energy filled almost the entire central flat portion of the plate, with a rim about 10 feet wide encircling the base of the beam. Eric’s chunky ball splatter was now collecting and starting to fill this flat area, and edging slowly closer and closer to the beam itself. 

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More than three dozen unimaginably brutal hammer blows had been delivered to Eric’s all but shattered bull nuts, and it was abundantly clear that just one more blow would end the young man’s masculinity forever. The tough ball walls were now almost totally broken, and thick ball meat was now oozing out of both terrifically swollen balls into the heavily bruised sac itself. The tough ball meat itself was similarly shattered and shredded, somehow holding together just enough solidity and integrity to continue manufacturing and pumping out copious quantities of his awesomely potent spew. But for all intents and purposes, Eric’s manhood was now history, over, destroyed, annihilated for all time, and with it all hopes for humanity. 

All the remained was for Optimus to deliver the final hammer strike that would blow Eric’s legendary manhood into smithereens. 

The unimaginably vast number of spectators around the galaxy watched with excitement and dread as the cruel Cyborg Overlord cocked back the pistoning ram one last time, paused for dramatic effect...and then sent the colossal club hurtling forward toward Eric’s balls and their date with destiny. 

At that same moment, the trailhead of Eric’s slow-flowing river of cum connected with the gigantic column of light that was the Overlord’s core.